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[ [ "William leans down and kisses Snow White gently on the lips.\n He pulls away,.hoping against hope. And then --\n Nothing happens. She lies there, lifeless and white as the", "She trails off, lost in his gaze. He stops, leans closer and\n kisses her gently. They stay like that a moment, then William\n pulls away, holding something in his hand. Snow White smiles", "Snow White. He touches her face and something happens in\n him. His demeanor softens and the hint of a smile lands on\n his lips. Meanwhile...", "his mouth. All gone. He tosses it aside. A lost soul.\n Snow White watches him with some compassion. He catches her\n look, gets up and walks away.", "He takes another step toward her and --\n Buckles - THWACK!\n Snow White hits him behind his knees with a piece of wood.", "SNOW WHITE\n Do you mind, Gus?\n\n GUS\n Not at all.\n Snow White walks over to the Huntsman, holds out her hand.", "SNOW WHITE\n No...\n They gaze into each other's eyes, close enough to kiss.", "SNOW WHITE\n Him! He's the one! He came at me with a\n knife!\n Eric holds her tight, one arm around her neck.", "William cradles Snow White in his arms, trying to revive her,\n but it's no use. Eric stares in dismay as he sees the poison", "arrow of his own, striking him in the chest. The Yakut topples\n over, dead at last but still astride his horse.\n Snow White falls to her knees in anguish, cradling the dying", "Just as she comes to take it he pulls it away and takes a\n huge bite himself, grinning. Snow White shoves him off the\n tree and they fall to the ground.", "Eric studies the forest floor. He sees Snow White's footprints,\n then looks up at an area of disturbed undergrowth.\n Snow White peers through the bushes and sees the huntsman's", "Duke Hammond considers, then raises his sword. Snow white\n glances at the huntsman. He breaks rank and rides closer to her.", "Snow White staggers back and collapses in the snow, choking\n from poison. Her eyes water and her vision blurs. The false\n William kneels beside her and slowly she sees Ravenna's", "SNOW WHITE\n Thank you, huntsman.\n He looks at the sky.\n\n ERIC\n It's getting dark.\n He walks away.", "SNOW WHITE\n What does she want from me?\n His finger move from her hair to her cheek, stroking it\n gently, and then to her chest. With his free hand he reaches\n back for his dagger.", "Snow White stares at him for a moment, his face, his pain.\n Anna shakes her out of the moment and they all race out.", "The last thing he sees is Snow White struggling in Finn's arms,\n being hauled back into the castle.", "As we listen to his footsteps fade we hold on Snow White's\n beautiful face. For a long time she stays perfectly still,", "until it finally turns and strides away.\n Eric stares in disbelief. Snow White is rooted to the spot,\n also confused but strangely moved by what's happened. Eric" ], [ "Snow White. He touches her face and something happens in\n him. His demeanor softens and the hint of a smile lands on\n his lips. Meanwhile...", "Duke Hammond considers, then raises his sword. Snow white\n glances at the huntsman. He breaks rank and rides closer to her.", "Snow White and the huntsman look on, smiling.", "SNOW WHITE\n Do you mind, Gus?\n\n GUS\n Not at all.\n Snow White walks over to the Huntsman, holds out her hand.", "ANNA\n You have travelled far Huntsman. With a\n heavy burden.\n Snow white is playing with Lily. They are making little dolls\n from straw.", "Snow White stares at him for a moment, his face, his pain.\n Anna shakes her out of the moment and they all race out.", "We get our first good look at grown Snow White as she shaves\n wood for a fire. She's done this every day for years. A\n regimen. Her hands work precisely as she stacks the wood and\n blows on the kindling.", "MIRROR MAN\n Snow White.\n Ravenna is shocked by this, staggers a bit.\n\n RAVENNA\n Snow White?", "Eric studies the forest floor. He sees Snow White's footprints,\n then looks up at an area of disturbed undergrowth.\n Snow White peers through the bushes and sees the huntsman's", "SNOW WHITE\n Thank you, huntsman.\n He looks at the sky.\n\n ERIC\n It's getting dark.\n He walks away.", "his mouth. All gone. He tosses it aside. A lost soul.\n Snow White watches him with some compassion. He catches her\n look, gets up and walks away.", "SNOW WHITE\n What is this place?\n The huntsman looks just as dazzled.", "SNOW WHITE\n Leave him, huntsman. He's our friend.\n He glares but his eyes glisten with tears. Snow White is", "SNOW WHITE\n She's beautiful.\n Lily smiles and runs off to play. Behind her Eric appears.", "Snow White, who has changed. She is now a woman, lying in a\n darkened cell. Asleep.\n Around the corner, Finn secretly eyes his sister, who doesn't", "Snow White. He rides into the Yakut's horse, knocking him off\n balance just as he fires --\n The arrow narrowly misses Snow White, thudding into a tree. Gus", "She feels eyes on her - turns to see the huntsman watching her\n with a slight smile. She smiles back and breaks away.", "As we listen to his footsteps fade we hold on Snow White's\n beautiful face. For a long time she stays perfectly still,", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "SNOW WHITE\n Who is she? The one you bargained for.\n The one that spoke to you. Who is Sara?" ], [ "MIRROR MAN\n Yes, my Queen! Yes!!!!\n The Mirror Man laughs because Ravenna's face is younger, her", "WILLIAM\n It will be. When you are Queen.\n Snow White turns, surprised by his words.\n\n WILLIAM\n The people of this kingdom hate Ravenna\n with their very fiber.", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "Snow White approaches Ravenna and kneels beside her, Ravenna\n is weak. She ages dozens of years within seconds, her face\n shows no anger, no hate, just a strange understanding.", "Eric and William, exhausted and battered climb the steps of \n the mirror chamber. It is over. \n Ravenna stares up at Snow White's face in a shining halo of\n light above her from the ceiling.", "From her balcony above the portcullis, Ravenna watches her own\n men being slaughtered; she enjoys the spectacle (Ravenna does\n not care one bit about those men). Her eyes are locked on Snow\n White.", "She swings her sword at Ravenna. She parries every attack \n with her bare hands.\n Snow White is breathless. One more strike... but Ravenna", "QUEEN\n You possess a rare beauty, my love. In\n here.\n (She touches Snow white's heart)\n Never lose it. Hold it dear. You will need\n its strength to one day become Queen.", "Thomas falls to his knees in horror, trying to revive his son.\n Finn draws his sword to behead him when Ravenna raises her hand.", "NO! \n She pulls out the dagger, her face starts to age. \n Ravenna is aging at an incredible pace. Her body gives way", "ERIC\n Nothing will bring her back.\n Ravenna moves even closer, looks him right in the eye. She\n is incredibly persuasive as she says --", "LIFTS HER OFF HER FEET. Rose opens her mouth to scream but\n instead of sound, ENERGY pours out. Ravenna opens her mouth,", "(LAUGHING)\n Ravenna's skin blisters and heals. Ravenna raises her arms\n and black shards start to cover the walls behind her...\n entombing them in darkness... the trap closes.", "ERIC\n Coin's no good to me if I'm lying dead\n with crows picking at my eyes.\n Ravenna steps off her throne now, approaching him.", "13a EXT. OUTSIDE ROYAL BEDROOM 13a\n Several Guards line the hallway. The door opens and Ravenna\n emerges. As she moves past them...", "Ravenna slams Snow White down onto the stone floor next to\n the mirror altar.\n Snow White stretches for her sword as Ravenna approaches.", "Snow White opens her eyes and sees Ravenna. This is not the\n first time this has happened. Their eyes locked. Then...", "Snow White, behind, holding the folds of silk from the\n wedding dress. Snow White looks up, adoringly, at Ravenna.", "DUKE HAMMOND\n The Queen cannot be defeated. She cannot\n be killed. And therefore there can be no\n victory.\n Snow White hesitates, her heart pounding, then replies:", "Ravenna whispers incomprehensible words with a peaceful smile\n on her face. The clouds move in the disc of light above Snow \n White. The light falls over Ravenna's face." ], [ "ERIC V/O\n And all this time, she kept Snow White in\n a cell in the north tower.", "Snow White runs down the steps into a corridor and sees ARMED\n GUARDS appear at the other end. She hurries into another tower,\n bolting the door shut behind her, and charges down the steps.", "As we listen to his footsteps fade we hold on Snow White's\n beautiful face. For a long time she stays perfectly still,", "Snow White, who has changed. She is now a woman, lying in a\n darkened cell. Asleep.\n Around the corner, Finn secretly eyes his sister, who doesn't", "SNOW WHITE\n Ten years you locked me away!\n Ravenna seems to relish this.", "The fire is now burning and Snow White warms her hands on it.\n She hears APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS. Unusual. She jumps up gets", "in her bed and pretends to sleep.\n A GUARD opens a cell opposite Snow White. A few seconds\n later the door CLANGS SHUT.", "As soon as the Guard is gone, Snow White rises, walks to her\n cell door and looks down the hall to the other cell.", "The last thing he sees is Snow White struggling in Finn's arms,\n being hauled back into the castle.", "We get our first good look at grown Snow White as she shaves\n wood for a fire. She's done this every day for years. A\n regimen. Her hands work precisely as she stacks the wood and\n blows on the kindling.", "GUARDS!\n Snow White tosses the keys into an empty cell and races away.\n\n 40 INT. CORRIDOR/ CASTLE - DAY. 40", "Snow White hurtles down the steps to Greta's cell. She is\n shocked by what she sees. Rose, now an old woman, looks to her.", "SNOW WHITE\n I'll look after it.\n The King watches Snow White, hiding his sorrow behind a smile.\n So does the Queen, holding back her tears.", "He takes another step toward her and --\n Buckles - THWACK!\n Snow White hits him behind his knees with a piece of wood.", "Snow White paces in her cell, frantic.\n Two magpies appear in the window. She looks at them and\n watches as they flap their wings. Like they're trying to", "10\n\n 16 INT. SNOW WHITE'S ROOM/ CASTLE - NIGHT 16", "Snow White's eyes open, gazing up at the ceiling, her\n thoughts far away. There's a strange calm about her now, a\n quiet acceptance, as if she knows what she must do.", "Snow White sits on a rock, away from the camp, reflecting\n quietly.\n She stares out at the surrounding mountains and valleys when", "SNOW WHITE rushes into the castle. As soon as she passes the\n door a dozen of Ravenna's men come outside closing the trap.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "He smiles, almost sweetly, disarming her. Snow White looks at\n her other captors now, noticing a blind dwarf, (MUIR), who sits" ], [ "MIRROR MAN\n Yes, my Queen! Yes!!!!\n The Mirror Man laughs because Ravenna's face is younger, her", "He smiles, almost sweetly, disarming her. Snow White looks at\n her other captors now, noticing a blind dwarf, (MUIR), who sits", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "MUIR\n All the lions and wolves in the kingdom\n have tried to defeat the Queen and\n failed. Why not a mutton?\n The dwarves stare at him incredulously.", "RAVENNA\n My powers... fade.\n This is about as much as Ravenna can confess. Finn watches", "Eric and William, exhausted and battered climb the steps of \n the mirror chamber. It is over. \n Ravenna stares up at Snow White's face in a shining halo of\n light above her from the ceiling.", "MUIR\n You have eyes, huntsman, but do not see.\n You who have been with her the longest.\n Eric doesn't understand.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "(LAUGHING)\n Ravenna's skin blisters and heals. Ravenna raises her arms\n and black shards start to cover the walls behind her...\n entombing them in darkness... the trap closes.", "Snow White approaches Ravenna and kneels beside her, Ravenna\n is weak. She ages dozens of years within seconds, her face\n shows no anger, no hate, just a strange understanding.", "WILLIAM\n It will be. When you are Queen.\n Snow White turns, surprised by his words.\n\n WILLIAM\n The people of this kingdom hate Ravenna\n with their very fiber.", "DUKE HAMMOND\n The Queen cannot be defeated. She cannot\n be killed. And therefore there can be no\n victory.\n Snow White hesitates, her heart pounding, then replies:", "Thomas falls to his knees in horror, trying to revive his son.\n Finn draws his sword to behead him when Ravenna raises her hand.", "She swings her sword at Ravenna. She parries every attack \n with her bare hands.\n Snow White is breathless. One more strike... but Ravenna", "QUERT\n The white hart bows before the princess,\n father.\n Sure enough, the HART lowers its head before Snow White. Muir's\n face is lit up in the golden light, his blind eyes shining.", "MUIR\n As am I, princess. As am I.\n GUS walks over to Snow White.", "MUIR\n Even our own legends speak of the\n redeemer who will heal the land.\n\n GORT\n That little mutton?", "the mirror room. Now Snow White is exactly where Ravenna\n wants her to be.\n The two women circle each other like heavyweight boxers.", "MUIR\n She is life itself. She will heal the land.\n She is the one.\n\n GORT\n So you're saying she is destined?...\n Muir can only shake his head.", "MUIR\n No!\n (a beat for emphasis)\n She is destined.\n They all trade looks. Muir is the spiritual leader of the\n group and they dare not speak against him, even Beith.", "RAVENNA'S MOTHER\n You must trust me, my love.\n With a small blade she nicks Ravenna's wrist. Three drops of" ], [ "Eric arrives to see the village in flames. He rushes to the\n centre of the village, pulling a mercenary off his horse and\n running him through with his own sword, then fighting and", "Finn and his hunters scour the inferno on their horses.\n\n FINN\n Run, rats, run. Find her!\n William looks around the burning village in panic.", "Eric, moving away from the village, spins to see the ARROWS\n LIGHTING UP THE SKY BEHIND HIM. He races toward the village.", "The fields and woods are even more devastated than the village.\n Farmland has been burnt to cinders and trees chopped down. All\n around Snow White the world is stubble and ash.", "The sky BLAZES WITH BURNING ARROWS all raining down on the\n village.\n 104a EXT. WOODS - SAME - NIGHT. 104a", "village.\n More women emerge from their huts to view the newcomers, no\n men in sight. They all have scarred faces.\n All the women have assembled alongside the group, watching", "119 EXT. FENLAND VILLAGE - NIGHT 119\n\n Finn, surrounded by smoke and fire, is beyond frustration.\n He screams to the heavens in despair.", "Eric pulls Snow White onwards, the blazing fires from the\n village lighting up the marsh. He sees a lake up ahead when a", "Eric and Snow White are far down river. They make their way to\n the bank, drenched and exhausted. Snow White's hands shake -\n distraught over the violence at the village. Eric looks at her\n guiltily.", "CUT TO:\n The men ride out of the village. Suddenly they stop.\n Standing up ahead is William, blocking their path. He calls\n to them.", "devastation and the state of villagers all around her.\n At first their approach seems harmless but as they get closer\n their faces reveal dangerous desperation and --", "RAVENNA\n Then lure him out! Burn every village\n that supports him. Poison their wells.\n If they still resist put their heads on\n pikes to decorate the roads!", "Eric goes after her now, swinging his twin hatchets. The\n ravens scream and pluck at his eyes but he hacks at them\n fiercely, William joining in, until the shrieking birds", "still bowed over Gus's body, sobbing, mourning.\n The prayer chant ends. Nion spits with anger and walks away.", "ERIC (V.0.)\n As for the huntsman...\n Eric goes under the village arch, back toward the forest.\n\n ERIC (V.O.)\n He returned to the forest where he\n belonged.", "Snow White rides towards the village -- only it's unrecognizable\n now -- most of the cottages have been razed to the ground or\n boarded up.", "Eric looks up to see ALDAN the Yakut emerging through the trees\n on horseback, notching another arrow to his bow.\n A FIERCE WIND rips through the sanctuary now, shadows spreading", "RAVENNA\n As my people were destroyed. As my family\n was destroyed. As I would have been\n destroyed.\n He is slightly confused by this and his face begins to show\n discomfort.", "89 EXT. FENLAND VILLAGE - DAY 89\n\n The fenland village is made up of mud huts, elevated on stilts\n to protect them from flooding.", "Finn speaks to a group of people assembled by his men.\n\n FINN\n The Queen demands the services of someone\n to navigate the Dark Forest.\n The villagers stay mum, shaking their heads." ], [ "RAVENNA'S MOTHER\n Drink! And with it the ability to steal\n youth and beauty! For that is your\n ultimate power and only protection.\n Finn steps forward.", "RAVENNA\n My powers... fade.\n This is about as much as Ravenna can confess. Finn watches", "From her balcony above the portcullis, Ravenna watches her own\n men being slaughtered; she enjoys the spectacle (Ravenna does\n not care one bit about those men). Her eyes are locked on Snow\n White.", "ERIC (V.0.)\n The spell Ravenna's mother placed on her\n gave her the ability to steal youth and", "FINN\n They're coming! The King's men!\n\n RAVENNA\n Drink!\n Ravenna chokes it down.", "LIFTS HER OFF HER FEET. Rose opens her mouth to scream but\n instead of sound, ENERGY pours out. Ravenna opens her mouth,", "Snow White approaches Ravenna and kneels beside her, Ravenna\n is weak. She ages dozens of years within seconds, her face\n shows no anger, no hate, just a strange understanding.", "RAVENNA'S MOTHER\n You must trust me, my love.\n With a small blade she nicks Ravenna's wrist. Three drops of", "MIRROR MAN\n Yes, my Queen! Yes!!!!\n The Mirror Man laughs because Ravenna's face is younger, her", "the ground. Ravenna's mother moves forward, ready to attack.\n The Guard holding Ravenna pulls a dagger and puts it to\n Ravenna's throat, which stops her mother.", "RAVENNA\n But when a woman stays young forever - no\n man can resist her - and the world is hers.\n He suddenly STARTS TO CHOKE, his eyes widening in surprise.\n As he struggles for breath...", "She has broken their connection. We pull away from her. \n Ravenna's head is down, depleted, forlorn. Completely still.", "(LAUGHING)\n Ravenna's skin blisters and heals. Ravenna raises her arms\n and black shards start to cover the walls behind her...\n entombing them in darkness... the trap closes.", "The men try to protect themselves. Some are caught out and \n skewered to the stone floor. Ravenna looks down at them in \n complete satisfaction.", "RAVENNA'S MOTHER\n But be warned Ravenna: By fairest blood\n it is done and only by fairest blood can", "RAVENNA'S MOTHER\n This - is all that can save you, Ravenna.\n The young Ravenna looks away, distracted by SHOUTS and", "RAVENNA\n Now you are mine.\n Her eyes gleam in the firelight. Magnus tries to playfully\n wrestle her off, but she grabs his hands and holds him down\n firmly.", "NO! \n She pulls out the dagger, her face starts to age. \n Ravenna is aging at an incredible pace. Her body gives way", "RAVENNA\n Yes. A King tore me from her arms,\n dressed me in lace and stole my\n innocence.\n Snow White's smile dies a bit; confused.", "RAVENNA\n The King has laid down his sword for the\n night.\n Their eyes take her, lustfully, in as she strides away and\n disappears around a corner.\n\n CUT TO:" ], [ "Snow White staggers back and collapses in the snow, choking\n from poison. Her eyes water and her vision blurs. The false\n William kneels beside her and slowly she sees Ravenna's", "Snow White approaches Ravenna and kneels beside her, Ravenna\n is weak. She ages dozens of years within seconds, her face\n shows no anger, no hate, just a strange understanding.", "From her balcony above the portcullis, Ravenna watches her own\n men being slaughtered; she enjoys the spectacle (Ravenna does\n not care one bit about those men). Her eyes are locked on Snow\n White.", "Just as she comes to take it he pulls it away and takes a\n huge bite himself, grinning. Snow White shoves him off the\n tree and they fall to the ground.", "RAVENNA\n That is kind, child. Especially when it is\n said that yours is the face of true beauty\n in this kingdom.\n Snow White doesn't quite know how to answer this.", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "reverential, standing a few feet away.\n Ravenna's face softens as she looks at the face of Snow\n White. Ravenna beckons to her with a look and then holds out", "RAVENNA\n You see, child, love always betrays us.\n A sigh escapes Snow White's lips, condensing into steam.", "RAVENNA\n Yes. A King tore me from her arms,\n dressed me in lace and stole my\n innocence.\n Snow White's smile dies a bit; confused.", "the mirror room. Now Snow White is exactly where Ravenna\n wants her to be.\n The two women circle each other like heavyweight boxers.", "RAVENNA\n Oh... please!\n Ravenna back hands Snow White, sending her crashing to the", "SNOW WHITE\n (whispers to Ravenna)\n By fairest blood... it is undone!\n Ravenna looks down. Three drops of blood fall onto Snow\n White's armor.", "Ravenna whispers incomprehensible words with a peaceful smile\n on her face. The clouds move in the disc of light above Snow \n White. The light falls over Ravenna's face.", "his mouth. All gone. He tosses it aside. A lost soul.\n Snow White watches him with some compassion. He catches her\n look, gets up and walks away.", "I feel it here.\n Snow White mimics, touching her own heart, and smiles at\n Ravenna. It should be a touching moment but something in", "Ravenna gasps, locks eyes with Snow White.", "Snow White opens her eyes and sees Ravenna. This is not the\n first time this has happened. Their eyes locked. Then...", "RAVENNA \n But you are right... it is over. \n Ravenna's laughter pierces Snow White like a dagger.", "White's.\n Ravenna smiles. She gently taps on Snow White's... in a \n strange and affectionate motherly way.", "RAVENNA\n I hope you'll invite me?\n\n YOUNG SNOW WHITE\n Of course.\n Snow White smiles, enchanted by her new friend." ], [ "The dwarves and their captives arrive at a rocky outcrop. Duir\n and Coll pull back a large root exposing a cave entrance.", "The GUARDS in the gatehouse look over as the door splinters and\n the dwarves come crashing through in their battle masks. Even", "A shaft of light pours through the cave roof high above, BATS\n circling. The dwarves move effortlessly down the labyrinth but\n Snow White and the huntsman have to squeeze through the cracks.", "Snow White sees the portcullis shoot up now, the dwarves hanging\n onto the counterweights for dear life. Smiling in relief, she\n gallops through the open gates with Eric and William.", "Eric and the dwarves are asleep. Flowers have grown around them,\n as if they've been asleep for months.\n Cull and Duir sleep sitting up, back to back, at the ready.", "Snow White suddenly sees tiny dots of firelight on the castle\n walls. Eric realizes what they are and rides faster. The", "FROM INSIDE THE SEWAGE TUNNEL\n We look out at the faces of the dwarves, peering inside.", "Eric makes his way back into the courtyard and he, too, is\n stunned as he slides in next to the dwarves in the crowd.", "Two unsuspecting guards collapse outside the gatehouse. Before\n the other guards can react, Coll and Duir are on them, moving\n fast and hard, the assault over in seconds.", "stares in wonder, then quickly wakes the other dwarves.\n They all stare in amazement now, even the blind MUIR. Eric is", "A huge pulley controls the portcullis. Beith, Gort and Nion draw\n their pickaxes while Coll and Duir tie up the guards.", "a small troop remain behind. Realizing they have no choice but\n to retreat further, Duir and Coll signal and the dwarves follow\n them deeper into the cave system.", "The Duke's riders charge into the courtyard. ARCHERS fire at\n them from every corner of the castle, but they raise their\n shields and leap off their horses, forming a defensive wedge.", "The huntsman grabs his axe. So do the dwarves, pulling on their\n battle masks.\n WILLIAM emerges through the trees to see ALDAN aiming his bow at", "GORT\n Shut it, you hedge pig.\n The Dwarf confab breaks up and they approach.", "SNOW WHITE rushes into the castle. As soon as she passes the\n door a dozen of Ravenna's men come outside closing the trap.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "BEITH\n Hi-Ho boys. Off to work.\n And they begin to crawl inside.", "WILLIAM\n What are you looking at? Help her!\n The dwarves stare back at him gravely but don't respond. He's\n desperate now, irrational --", "Coll and Duir wade through the sewage, their axes held up in\n front of them, not a flicker of emotion on their faces.\n\n DUIR\n Seven dwarves against an army.", "He smiles, almost sweetly, disarming her. Snow White looks at\n her other captors now, noticing a blind dwarf, (MUIR), who sits" ], [ "King Magnus lies on the bed, drunk - half with wine and half\n with lust. His eyes fixed on --", "KING MAGNUS\n You are now free. You have nothing to fear\n from me.\n Duke Hammond watches from outside the cage, a bit wary, as the\n King kneels beside the terrified woman.", "King Magnus stares at her through the prison bars, then with a\n mighty blow of his sword shatters the lock and enters.", "KING MAGNUS\n What is your name, my lady?\n Slowly, the woman turns. For a moment the King wonders if it's", "KING MAGNUS\n A hell they'll soon revisit!\n King Magnus SCREAMS A BLOOD CRY, kicks his horse and rides", "As the bride and groom reach the altar, KING MAGNUS turns and\n smiles, the happiest man alive.", "RAVENNA\n I will destroy you.\n\n KING MAGNUS", "From above we see horses movie through the forest and enter a\n clearing. At the head is --\n King Magnus, with Duke Hammond by his side, surrounded by a", "A CAGED PRISON WAGON. Odd. Not even sure how it got there.\n King Magnus moves toward it, with a little trepidation. When", "KING MAGNUS\n What...?", "RAVENNA\n Sup, my lord.\n King Magnus drains the goblet, tosses it and gropes her body.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Magnus walks with his arm around Snow white, heartbroken.\n A single tear rolls down Snow White's cheek. Palace onlookers\n and mourners, fixed on her face, feeling what she feels, move", "ERIC (V.0.)\n The unholy army was defeated, leaving\n King Magnus with the spoils of victory.", "KING MAGNUS\n My daughter will need your son's friendship\n more than ever, Duke Hammond. As will I\n yours.", "FINN\n I feel...\n Then the light goes out of his eyes. He is finally dead.\n Slowly, Eric pulls himself free of the branches cutting into his\n flesh.", "Hand to hand combat at its most brutal.\n King Magnus swings his great sword, and a SHADOW WARRIOR", "it be undone.\n Ravenna looks back to see her mother and other gypsies put to\n the sword.\n Finn struggles free and chases after the King's men as they", "The men try to protect themselves. Some are caught out and \n skewered to the stone floor. Ravenna looks down at them in \n complete satisfaction.", "FINN\n You are a drunk and a fool. My Queen has\n many powers; she can take life or sustain\n it. But she can't bring your wife back\n from the dead.\n\n ERIC", "KING MAGNUS\n (Gazing at her lustfully)\n Who are you?" ], [ "The millions of shards assemble themselves into three seven \n foot tall, razor sharp creatures. The DARK FAERIES: Ravenna's \n ultimate soldiers.", "William gets smashed aside, saved only by his shield. The \n Dark Faerie grabs the soldier right behind William and sends\n him crashing into the wall.", "DUKE HAMMOND\n From what hell comes this army?", "silhouetted on a misty plain -- a VAST SHADOW ARMY of faceless\n warriors.\n King Magnus and the Duke trade a look -", "A silent pact has been made at this moment between the two\n men.\n The remaining Dark Creature freezes. Eric and William are\n barely alive.", "He runs towards it. Eric sees him and goes for it too.\n Behind William and in front of Eric, a Dark creature shapes\n up. William doesn't see it.", "The Duke's army pours out of the great gate, their torches\n blazing in the night. From above, it looks like a river of", "Ravenna exits the castle and crosses the courtyard with a\n lantern. A portcullis opens and DARK FIGURES emerge from the", "Dark Forest.", "(BEAT)\n I have no powers in the Dark Forest. Bring\n me someone who knows it well. Someone who\n can hunt her!", "The Faerie powers up gathering shards from another creature,\n doubling in size and density.\n Like a fire hose of black shards, the Dark Faerie unloads a", "Finn speaks to a group of people assembled by his men.\n\n FINN\n The Queen demands the services of someone\n to navigate the Dark Forest.\n The villagers stay mum, shaking their heads.", "(LAUGHS)\n An army? The Duke fights? He hides behind\n walls. I know sheep that have more fight\n in them.", "59 CONTINUED: (2) 59\n They are all stopped at the entrance to the Dark Forest fifty", "The huntsman grabs his axe. So do the dwarves, pulling on their\n battle masks.\n WILLIAM emerges through the trees to see ALDAN aiming his bow at", "FINN\n Have you traversed the Dark Forest?\n\n WILLIAM\n No.\n\n FINN\n Then what use are you?", "The King and the Duke watch in amazement as the rest of the\n SHADOW ARMY melts away, DISSOLVING INTO THE MORNING MIST until", "Coll and Duir wade through the sewage, their axes held up in\n front of them, not a flicker of emotion on their faces.\n\n DUIR\n Seven dwarves against an army.", "Finn sits astride his horse like a demon king in the firelight.\n He spots William in the distance, searching for Snow White and\n rides toward him.", "DUKE'S COMMANDER\n No, my lord.\n Gloom descends on the gathering." ], [ "ERIC\n Then what makes you so damn valuable?\n\n SNOW WHITE\n You should know. You're the one hunting\n me.\n He backs away. Paces.", "ERIC\n I will take you to Duke Hammond's.\n Snow White slowly nods.", "RAVENNA\n I can. Believe me, huntsman.\n Eric's eyes say he wants to believe. Needs to believe.\n\n RAVENNA\n A life for a life.", "ERIC\n Why does the Queen want you dead?\n\n SNOW WHITE\n She wants us all dead. All of us-", "ERIC\n Back from the dead and instigating the\n masses.\n\n SNOW WHITE\n So the Huntsman fights for something\n other than himself.", "SNOW WHITE\n Thank you, huntsman.\n He looks at the sky.\n\n ERIC\n It's getting dark.\n He walks away.", "ERIC\n I'm not sure, Beith. If I had any sense I'd\n have abandoned her long ago.\n Beith eyes Eric as he watches Snow White dance.", "ERIC\n We'll stay the night here.\n\n SNOW WHITE\n You haven't answered me.\n\n ERIC\n I don't recall a question.", "ERIC\n Run!\n Snow White turns and flees. Eric runs at the Troll. He ducks", "ERIC\n I saved this girl from the Queen. Out of\n the goodness of my heart.\n Snow White gives him a look. He calms her with a look of his\n own.", "Snow White and the huntsman are still trussed up like chickens\n now. The dwarves are grouped together, arguing and occasionally\n throwing angry glances toward Eric. As they bicker the dwarves", "ERIC\n A name you'll not mention again.\n He tosses a knife to her. She's surprised but catches it.\n\n SNOW WHITE\n What?", "ERIC\n Here.\n\n SNOW WHITE\n What is it?\n\n ERIC\n I've carried it a long time.", "SNOW WHITE\n Him! He's the one! He came at me with a\n knife!\n Eric holds her tight, one arm around her neck.", "SNOW WHITE\n Two hundred gold pieces. Do we have a\n deal?\n More, a lot more, than he was expecting.\n\n ERIC\n I'll deliver you to safety m' lady.", "SNOW WHITE\n Why do I need to learn how to kill?\n He looks at her.\n\n ERIC\n There's a lot you need to learn lass.\n Eric backs away.", "Eric studies the forest floor. He sees Snow White's footprints,\n then looks up at an area of disturbed undergrowth.\n Snow White peers through the bushes and sees the huntsman's", "SNOW WHITE\n She's going to kill me! The Oueen!\n He ignores, keeps moving.\n\n ERIC\n Sure she is.", "Snow White, terrified, races off into the forest. They\n notice her exit but keep fighting.\n Eric fights on three sides now - holding his own until Finn", "ERIC\n And I you.\n William looks over to where Snow White is." ], [ "Finn sits astride his horse like a demon king in the firelight.\n He spots William in the distance, searching for Snow White and\n rides toward him.", "WILLIAM\n It's me. William.\n Snow White stares in disbelief, tears of surprise welling in her", "William jumps on his horse again, looking for Snow White through\n the clouds of billowing smoke. Finn and Aldan ride up.\n\n FINN\n Have you seen her?", "FINN\n Replace him.\n William looks at Finn gratefully. Finn studies him with a\n curious smile then rides on.", "WILLIAM\n Once people find out you're alive they\n will rise up in your name.\n Snow White stares back at him uncertainly.", "WILLIAM\n Walk with me.\n They walk into the silver birches.\n\n SNOW WHITE\n Up here it's as if nothing's changed. The\n world looks beautiful again.", "FINN (O.S.)\n Quick work!\n Eric looks up to see Finn and his men approaching. Snow White\n gasps at the sight of Finn.", "ERIC\n And I you.\n William looks over to where Snow White is.", "Snow White, who has changed. She is now a woman, lying in a\n darkened cell. Asleep.\n Around the corner, Finn secretly eyes his sister, who doesn't", "William collapses in prayer, the light in Snow White's eyes\n almost gone. Eric looks over, sees William's grief is as\n great as his own, and finally stops fighting.", "SNOW WHITE\n It's strange, but... I feel only sorrow\n for her.\n William is taken aback by this but pushes on.", "William leans down and kisses Snow White gently on the lips.\n He pulls away,.hoping against hope. And then --\n Nothing happens. She lies there, lifeless and white as the", "Finn and his hunters scour the inferno on their horses.\n\n FINN\n Run, rats, run. Find her!\n William looks around the burning village in panic.", "WILLIAM\n (With mock innocence)\n What trick?\n Snow White holds his gaze, then snatches the apple from him", "WILLIAM\n I'm sorry I left you.\n She looks over and sees the remorse in his eyes.\n\n SNOW WHITE\n You didn't.", "SNOW WHITE\n I saw you at the village.\n William looks up at her, out of breath:", "She trails off, lost in his gaze. He stops, leans closer and\n kisses her gently. They stay like that a moment, then William\n pulls away, holding something in his hand. Snow White smiles", "WILLIAM\n No, my lord.\n Finn spits fury and continues to race around, frantic.", "WILLIAM\n And unlike him, I have two good legs.\n Finn considers for a moment, then smiles, nods to the guy on\n the ground.", "WILLIAM\n It will be. When you are Queen.\n Snow White turns, surprised by his words.\n\n WILLIAM\n The people of this kingdom hate Ravenna\n with their very fiber." ], [ "From her balcony above the portcullis, Ravenna watches her own\n men being slaughtered; she enjoys the spectacle (Ravenna does\n not care one bit about those men). Her eyes are locked on Snow\n White.", "RAVENNA\n Let her come to me...ALIVE!\n Ravenna's soldiers are merely there to hold Snow White's army\n back. She has planned the whole thing, calculated every move.", "Ravenna gasps, locks eyes with Snow White.", "RAVENNA\n Oh... please!\n Ravenna back hands Snow White, sending her crashing to the", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "Snow White approaches Ravenna and kneels beside her, Ravenna\n is weak. She ages dozens of years within seconds, her face\n shows no anger, no hate, just a strange understanding.", "the mirror room. Now Snow White is exactly where Ravenna\n wants her to be.\n The two women circle each other like heavyweight boxers.", "Snow White opens her eyes and sees Ravenna. This is not the\n first time this has happened. Their eyes locked. Then...", "reverential, standing a few feet away.\n Ravenna's face softens as she looks at the face of Snow\n White. Ravenna beckons to her with a look and then holds out", "Ravenna slams Snow White down onto the stone floor next to\n the mirror altar.\n Snow White stretches for her sword as Ravenna approaches.", "Snow White, behind, holding the folds of silk from the\n wedding dress. Snow White looks up, adoringly, at Ravenna.", "RAVENNA \n But you are right... it is over. \n Ravenna's laughter pierces Snow White like a dagger.", "RAVENNA\n That is kind, child. Especially when it is\n said that yours is the face of true beauty\n in this kingdom.\n Snow White doesn't quite know how to answer this.", "Ravenna whispers incomprehensible words with a peaceful smile\n on her face. The clouds move in the disc of light above Snow \n White. The light falls over Ravenna's face.", "White's.\n Ravenna smiles. She gently taps on Snow White's... in a \n strange and affectionate motherly way.", "RAVENNA\n Yes. A King tore me from her arms,\n dressed me in lace and stole my\n innocence.\n Snow White's smile dies a bit; confused.", "Snow White rushes towards her father's chamber and sees Ravenna\n at the end of the corridor. Relieved, she hurries towards her", "RAVENNA\n (A warm smile)\n Would you like to be dressed up like this\n and married one day?\n Snow White nods.", "213 INT. MIRROR CHAMBER - DAY. 213\n\n Ravenna approaches and grabs Snow White by the throat,\n squeezing hard.\n Snow White is chocking.", "RAVENNA\n I hope you'll invite me?\n\n YOUNG SNOW WHITE\n Of course.\n Snow White smiles, enchanted by her new friend." ], [ "village.\n More women emerge from their huts to view the newcomers, no\n men in sight. They all have scarred faces.\n All the women have assembled alongside the group, watching", "devastation and the state of villagers all around her.\n At first their approach seems harmless but as they get closer\n their faces reveal dangerous desperation and --", "ON THE BANK\n The boat stops and they get out. The women of the village\n move from their hut to greet them as they walk into the", "A group of people including children - skeletal, hungry,\n desperate - see her approach and move out to greet her.\n She stops her horse for a moment, gazing past tears at the", "The fields and woods are even more devastated than the village.\n Farmland has been burnt to cinders and trees chopped down. All\n around Snow White the world is stubble and ash.", "An unmistakable brown sludge pours out of a sewage tunnel\n into the sea. It is the same sewers where Snow White escaped.\n We hear the sound of splashing oars and grumbling:", "89 EXT. FENLAND VILLAGE - DAY 89\n\n The fenland village is made up of mud huts, elevated on stilts\n to protect them from flooding.", "More terrors rage at her from the swirling mist. She stumbles\n again and when she looks up vampire bats scream at her from the", "SLAVE MERCHANT\n Her nose is on the large size and her\n chin's a little weak.\n\n ERIC\n Your eyes are dim.", "of the water -- skewering him -- and drags him into the\n depths.\n The others turn as they hear a scream but there's no sign of", "The mirror starts to ripple, distorting Ravenna's face into\n something even more awful.", "Finn and his hunters scour the inferno on their horses.\n\n FINN\n Run, rats, run. Find her!\n William looks around the burning village in panic.", "Eric and Snow White are far down river. They make their way to\n the bank, drenched and exhausted. Snow White's hands shake -\n distraught over the violence at the village. Eric looks at her\n guiltily.", "mirror. Her MOTHER, a gypsy woman in tattered clothes, moves\n the mirror closer.", "She has broken their connection. We pull away from her. \n Ravenna's head is down, depleted, forlorn. Completely still.", "THOMAS, a grizzled old rebel, looks badly bruised and beaten,\n while his handsome son, LAIN, is unmarked. They both stare at\n her defiantly.", "staring at him accusingly. He has no idea who they are or what\n he's done wrong. Finally he comes before the Queen, sizing her\n up like a tavern beauty.", "wrists and ankles bound and reacts in horror, struggling to free\n herself of her bonds.\n WE PULL UP, UP, UP until we can see the full scope of the", "Snow White rides towards the village -- only it's unrecognizable\n now -- most of the cottages have been razed to the ground or\n boarded up.", "beauty, and indeed all things good, for\n her own evil purposes. But for every\n life there must be a death, for every\n gain, loss, and under the reign of" ], [ "Snow White approaches Ravenna and kneels beside her, Ravenna\n is weak. She ages dozens of years within seconds, her face\n shows no anger, no hate, just a strange understanding.", "Snow White staggers back and collapses in the snow, choking\n from poison. Her eyes water and her vision blurs. The false\n William kneels beside her and slowly she sees Ravenna's", "Snow White, behind, holding the folds of silk from the\n wedding dress. Snow White looks up, adoringly, at Ravenna.", "MIRROR MAN\n Snow White.\n Ravenna is shocked by this, staggers a bit.\n\n RAVENNA\n Snow White?", "Ravenna whispers incomprehensible words with a peaceful smile\n on her face. The clouds move in the disc of light above Snow \n White. The light falls over Ravenna's face.", "From her balcony above the portcullis, Ravenna watches her own\n men being slaughtered; she enjoys the spectacle (Ravenna does\n not care one bit about those men). Her eyes are locked on Snow\n White.", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "SNOW WHITE\n (whispers to Ravenna)\n By fairest blood... it is undone!\n Ravenna looks down. Three drops of blood fall onto Snow\n White's armor.", "MIRROR MAN\n Yes, my Queen! Yes!!!!\n The Mirror Man laughs because Ravenna's face is younger, her", "Snow White opens her eyes and sees Ravenna. This is not the\n first time this has happened. Their eyes locked. Then...", "reverential, standing a few feet away.\n Ravenna's face softens as she looks at the face of Snow\n White. Ravenna beckons to her with a look and then holds out", "RAVENNA\n That is kind, child. Especially when it is\n said that yours is the face of true beauty\n in this kingdom.\n Snow White doesn't quite know how to answer this.", "the mirror room. Now Snow White is exactly where Ravenna\n wants her to be.\n The two women circle each other like heavyweight boxers.", "RAVENNA\n Yes. A King tore me from her arms,\n dressed me in lace and stole my\n innocence.\n Snow White's smile dies a bit; confused.", "I feel it here.\n Snow White mimics, touching her own heart, and smiles at\n Ravenna. It should be a touching moment but something in", "Snow White, overwhelmed by compassion, places her hand on\n Ravenna's chest. Ravenna puts her own wrinkled hand on Snow", "RAVENNA\n Oh... please!\n Ravenna back hands Snow White, sending her crashing to the", "WILLIAM\n It will be. When you are Queen.\n Snow White turns, surprised by his words.\n\n WILLIAM\n The people of this kingdom hate Ravenna\n with their very fiber.", "Ravenna slams Snow White down onto the stone floor next to\n the mirror altar.\n Snow White stretches for her sword as Ravenna approaches.", "White's.\n Ravenna smiles. She gently taps on Snow White's... in a \n strange and affectionate motherly way." ], [ "Snow White. He touches her face and something happens in\n him. His demeanor softens and the hint of a smile lands on\n his lips. Meanwhile...", "Duke Hammond considers, then raises his sword. Snow white\n glances at the huntsman. He breaks rank and rides closer to her.", "Snow White and the huntsman look on, smiling.", "SNOW WHITE\n Do you mind, Gus?\n\n GUS\n Not at all.\n Snow White walks over to the Huntsman, holds out her hand.", "ANNA\n You have travelled far Huntsman. With a\n heavy burden.\n Snow white is playing with Lily. They are making little dolls\n from straw.", "Snow White stares at him for a moment, his face, his pain.\n Anna shakes her out of the moment and they all race out.", "We get our first good look at grown Snow White as she shaves\n wood for a fire. She's done this every day for years. A\n regimen. Her hands work precisely as she stacks the wood and\n blows on the kindling.", "MIRROR MAN\n Snow White.\n Ravenna is shocked by this, staggers a bit.\n\n RAVENNA\n Snow White?", "Eric studies the forest floor. He sees Snow White's footprints,\n then looks up at an area of disturbed undergrowth.\n Snow White peers through the bushes and sees the huntsman's", "SNOW WHITE\n Thank you, huntsman.\n He looks at the sky.\n\n ERIC\n It's getting dark.\n He walks away.", "his mouth. All gone. He tosses it aside. A lost soul.\n Snow White watches him with some compassion. He catches her\n look, gets up and walks away.", "SNOW WHITE\n What is this place?\n The huntsman looks just as dazzled.", "SNOW WHITE\n Leave him, huntsman. He's our friend.\n He glares but his eyes glisten with tears. Snow White is", "SNOW WHITE\n She's beautiful.\n Lily smiles and runs off to play. Behind her Eric appears.", "Snow White, who has changed. She is now a woman, lying in a\n darkened cell. Asleep.\n Around the corner, Finn secretly eyes his sister, who doesn't", "Snow White. He rides into the Yakut's horse, knocking him off\n balance just as he fires --\n The arrow narrowly misses Snow White, thudding into a tree. Gus", "She feels eyes on her - turns to see the huntsman watching her\n with a slight smile. She smiles back and breaks away.", "As we listen to his footsteps fade we hold on Snow White's\n beautiful face. For a long time she stays perfectly still,", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "SNOW WHITE\n Who is she? The one you bargained for.\n The one that spoke to you. Who is Sara?" ], [ "William leans down and kisses Snow White gently on the lips.\n He pulls away,.hoping against hope. And then --\n Nothing happens. She lies there, lifeless and white as the", "She trails off, lost in his gaze. He stops, leans closer and\n kisses her gently. They stay like that a moment, then William\n pulls away, holding something in his hand. Snow White smiles", "Snow White staggers back and collapses in the snow, choking\n from poison. Her eyes water and her vision blurs. The false\n William kneels beside her and slowly she sees Ravenna's", "He takes another step toward her and --\n Buckles - THWACK!\n Snow White hits him behind his knees with a piece of wood.", "Snow White. He touches her face and something happens in\n him. His demeanor softens and the hint of a smile lands on\n his lips. Meanwhile...", "William cradles Snow White in his arms, trying to revive her,\n but it's no use. Eric stares in dismay as he sees the poison", "WILLIAM\n It's me. William.\n Snow White stares in disbelief, tears of surprise welling in her", "arrow of his own, striking him in the chest. The Yakut topples\n over, dead at last but still astride his horse.\n Snow White falls to her knees in anguish, cradling the dying", "Just as she comes to take it he pulls it away and takes a\n huge bite himself, grinning. Snow White shoves him off the\n tree and they fall to the ground.", "his mouth. All gone. He tosses it aside. A lost soul.\n Snow White watches him with some compassion. He catches her\n look, gets up and walks away.", "SNOW WHITE\n No...\n They gaze into each other's eyes, close enough to kiss.", "WILLIAM\n It will be. When you are Queen.\n Snow White turns, surprised by his words.\n\n WILLIAM\n The people of this kingdom hate Ravenna\n with their very fiber.", "As Snow White chews, a flicker of a smile crosses William's\n face. Snow White stares curiously, then suddenly gasps,\n struggling to breathe --", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "Snow White sees the portcullis shoot up now, the dwarves hanging\n onto the counterweights for dear life. Smiling in relief, she\n gallops through the open gates with Eric and William.", "SNOW WHITE\n I'll look after it.\n The King watches Snow White, hiding his sorrow behind a smile.\n So does the Queen, holding back her tears.", "The fire is now burning and Snow White warms her hands on it.\n She hears APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS. Unusual. She jumps up gets", "QUEEN\n You possess a rare beauty, my love. In\n here.\n (She touches Snow white's heart)\n Never lose it. Hold it dear. You will need\n its strength to one day become Queen.", "Snow White approaches Ravenna and kneels beside her, Ravenna\n is weak. She ages dozens of years within seconds, her face\n shows no anger, no hate, just a strange understanding.", "-- when an arrow strikes him in the shoulder. He falls,\n revealing a young warrior holding a bow.\n It's WILLIAM. Snow White stares at him through the flames, with" ], [ "The GUARDS in the gatehouse look over as the door splinters and\n the dwarves come crashing through in their battle masks. Even", "The dwarves and their captives arrive at a rocky outcrop. Duir\n and Coll pull back a large root exposing a cave entrance.", "Snow White sees the portcullis shoot up now, the dwarves hanging\n onto the counterweights for dear life. Smiling in relief, she\n gallops through the open gates with Eric and William.", "Two unsuspecting guards collapse outside the gatehouse. Before\n the other guards can react, Coll and Duir are on them, moving\n fast and hard, the assault over in seconds.", "The Duke's army pours out of the great gate, their torches\n blazing in the night. From above, it looks like a river of", "The Duke's riders charge into the courtyard. ARCHERS fire at\n them from every corner of the castle, but they raise their\n shields and leap off their horses, forming a defensive wedge.", "Eric and the dwarves are asleep. Flowers have grown around them,\n as if they've been asleep for months.\n Cull and Duir sleep sitting up, back to back, at the ready.", "Coll and Duir wade through the sewage, their axes held up in\n front of them, not a flicker of emotion on their faces.\n\n DUIR\n Seven dwarves against an army.", "A shaft of light pours through the cave roof high above, BATS\n circling. The dwarves move effortlessly down the labyrinth but\n Snow White and the huntsman have to squeeze through the cracks.", "A huge pulley controls the portcullis. Beith, Gort and Nion draw\n their pickaxes while Coll and Duir tie up the guards.", "a small troop remain behind. Realizing they have no choice but\n to retreat further, Duir and Coll signal and the dwarves follow\n them deeper into the cave system.", "DUIR\n Riders!\n The dwarves look round to see a DOZEN SILHOUETTED HORSEMEN\n appear on the crest of a DISTANT HILL.", "The Duke's army are still circling the gates, stones and hot oil\n pouring down on them from above. Arrows slam into Snow White's\n shield but she still refuses to retreat.", "Snow White suddenly sees tiny dots of firelight on the castle\n walls. Eric realizes what they are and rides faster. The", "The huntsman grabs his axe. So do the dwarves, pulling on their\n battle masks.\n WILLIAM emerges through the trees to see ALDAN aiming his bow at", "FROM INSIDE THE SEWAGE TUNNEL\n We look out at the faces of the dwarves, peering inside.", "Eric makes his way back into the courtyard and he, too, is\n stunned as he slides in next to the dwarves in the crowd.", "Ravenna exits the castle and crosses the courtyard with a\n lantern. A portcullis opens and DARK FIGURES emerge from the", "GORT\n Shut it, you hedge pig.\n The Dwarf confab breaks up and they approach.", "The Duke rides under the portcullis with William. His bodyguard\n is about to follow when an ARROW FROM FINN STRIKES HIM IN THE" ], [ "Horses crest the hill. And now, all around Snow White, we see\n her army -- not just Duke Hammond's men -- but REBELS --", "line of the King's Army. They are frozen as they look at--\n Across the battlefield - Horsemen in a line. THE RIDERS are", "(LAUGHS)\n An army? The Duke fights? He hides behind\n walls. I know sheep that have more fight\n in them.", "The Duke's army pours out of the great gate, their torches\n blazing in the night. From above, it looks like a river of", "silhouetted on a misty plain -- a VAST SHADOW ARMY of faceless\n warriors.\n King Magnus and the Duke trade a look -", "We see the shadows of the invaders sweeping through the\n corridors, putting the King's sleeping soldiers to the sword.", "FINN\n You fought in the west? Against the armies\n of the five kings?\n Eric nods without looking at him, gazing at the forest.", "DUKE HAMMOND\n From what hell comes this army?", "The King and the Duke watch in amazement as the rest of the\n SHADOW ARMY melts away, DISSOLVING INTO THE MORNING MIST until", "Ravenna stares out. On the distant cliffs she sees the banners\n of the rebel army. A ray of sunlight pours through the clouds,\n lighting up the tiny figure of Snow White.", "BLACK KNIGHT GENERAL\n A half day's march away. Every hour their\n numbers grow. Rebels, peasants and\n deserters rally to them wherever they -", "Coll and Duir wade through the sewage, their axes held up in\n front of them, not a flicker of emotion on their faces.\n\n DUIR\n Seven dwarves against an army.", "The Duke's army are still circling the gates, stones and hot oil\n pouring down on them from above. Arrows slam into Snow White's\n shield but she still refuses to retreat.", "The millions of shards assemble themselves into three seven \n foot tall, razor sharp creatures. The DARK FAERIES: Ravenna's \n ultimate soldiers.", "BLACK KNIGHT GENERAL\n My Queen.\n (chooses words carefully)\n They have taken the fight to us. Rebels\n harry our supply lines and rob our pay\n wagons.", "Four against one. As they burst toward him he tosses Snow\n White to the ground and in the same motion throws his knife\n into the chest of one of the Guards, who crumbles.", "There's a tense silence, then the Duke BRINGS DOWN HIS SWORD and\n his riders charge down the dunes.", "THOMAS\n Because under your rule we have lost\n everything. We will not stop until this\n kingdom is free.\n\n RAVENNA\n Lost everything?", "177b EXT. CASTLE - NIGHT. 177b\n The army is amassed and ready to leave the gates. Snow White,", "Eric arrives to see the village in flames. He rushes to the\n centre of the village, pulling a mercenary off his horse and\n running him through with his own sword, then fighting and" ], [ "RAVENNA\n The King has laid down his sword for the\n night.\n Their eyes take her, lustfully, in as she strides away and\n disappears around a corner.\n\n CUT TO:", "RAVENNA\n You would kill your Queen?\n She pulls the dagger out - there is no\"wound, no blood - and\n drops it on the ground. Iain and Thomas are shocked.", "RAVENNA\n The bane of Kings.\n When she does arrive she slowly crawls onto the bed, rolls\n him on his back, straddles him and offers the goblet.", "In a flash Iain grabs a Guard's dagger and rams it into\n Ravenna's chest. She makes a pained face, looks down at the\n dagger, then up to Iain.", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "The men try to protect themselves. Some are caught out and \n skewered to the stone floor. Ravenna looks down at them in \n complete satisfaction.", "it be undone.\n Ravenna looks back to see her mother and other gypsies put to\n the sword.\n Finn struggles free and chases after the King's men as they", "From her balcony above the portcullis, Ravenna watches her own\n men being slaughtered; she enjoys the spectacle (Ravenna does\n not care one bit about those men). Her eyes are locked on Snow\n White.", "Like a spider waiting in her web, with no concern about her\n soldiers' situation, Ravenna remains calm and calculated.\n Ravenna turns around and leaves the balcony to the throne\n room.", "RAVENNA\n Yes. A King tore me from her arms,\n dressed me in lace and stole my\n innocence.\n Snow White's smile dies a bit; confused.", "the ground. Ravenna's mother moves forward, ready to attack.\n The Guard holding Ravenna pulls a dagger and puts it to\n Ravenna's throat, which stops her mother.", "Thomas falls to his knees in horror, trying to revive his son.\n Finn draws his sword to behead him when Ravenna raises her hand.", "RAVENNA\n My name is Ravenna, sire.\n The King is speechless now, gazing upon the face of an angel.", "ERIC\n Coin's no good to me if I'm lying dead\n with crows picking at my eyes.\n Ravenna steps off her throne now, approaching him.", "Ravenna sits alone, naked. Her spine stretches through her \n taut skin. \n In front of her sits the CROWN on a dark cushion, a matted", "FINN\n They're coming! The King's men!\n\n RAVENNA\n Drink!\n Ravenna chokes it down.", "Ravenna smiles, moves to the center of the room, raises her arms\n and drunk with power --\n SCREAMS! The scream becomes --", "Finn, with Rose. Ravenna almost smiles.\n Rose holds her gaze defiantly. Ravenna walks over, admires\n her face, smiles, then takes her by the throat and --", "RAVENNA\n So you wish to be reunited with your\n beloved?\n Eric reacts instinctively, grabbing her by the throat. The", "Ravenna stares out. On the distant cliffs she sees the banners\n of the rebel army. A ray of sunlight pours through the clouds,\n lighting up the tiny figure of Snow White." ], [ "All around the forest the shadow of death is spreading. Gus\n runs, dragging Snow White behind him. Galloping through the\n trees, WILLIAM spots them up ahead, riding faster.", "Tree roots gleam with an eerie phosphorescent light. The mist\n closes in. Snow White looks around the forest, unnerved by\n the haunting silence and the deep shadows. Reluctantly she", "The fire is now burning and Snow White warms her hands on it.\n She hears APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS. Unusual. She jumps up gets", "Ravenna whispers incomprehensible words with a peaceful smile\n on her face. The clouds move in the disc of light above Snow \n White. The light falls over Ravenna's face.", "As Snow White sits up, they direct her to the woods WHERE A\n DAZZLING LIGHT SHINES THROUGH A TREE. As she walks animals fall\n in alongside her.", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "Snow White feels like the whole forest is pursuing her. Running\n out of breath, she hides in some bushes. As she stares into the", "Snow White, terrified, races off into the forest. They\n notice her exit but keep fighting.\n Eric fights on three sides now - holding his own until Finn", "from the forest like an evil miasma. Snow white hesitates --\n then sees the riders closing in and urges her mare on --", "BRIDGE below -- LEADING OUT OF THE DARK FOREST. Snow White\n stares at it too, relieved. Beyond the bridge there are open\n fens.", "Snow White crests a hill, her mare rearing as she sees -- THE\n DARK FOREST -- A VAST WALL OF PRIMORDIAL TREES. A mist seeps", "Snow White. He rides into the Yakut's horse, knocking him off\n balance just as he fires --\n The arrow narrowly misses Snow White, thudding into a tree. Gus", "Shadows everywhere. The mare charges into the misty bog then\n suddenly loses her footing. She rears -- throwing Snow White\n onto the safety of solid ground.", "-- the bridge LEADS OUT OF THE DARK FOREST -- and birds\n circling on the distant horizon.\n Snow White looks relieved as she follows him down a slope.", "87a EXT. DARK FOREST - DAY. 87a\n Eric pulls Snow White along. Beyond a bridge we see open fens", "ANNA\n They say only demons or spirits can\n survive the dark forest. Which are you?\n Eric, unsure, pulls his hatchet and steps in front of Snow\n White protecting her.", "He takes another step toward her and --\n Buckles - THWACK!\n Snow White hits him behind his knees with a piece of wood.", "Snow White finally shakes free of the vines, jumps up and senses\n she's being followed. She looks up at the trees but all she sees", "As we listen to his footsteps fade we hold on Snow White's\n beautiful face. For a long time she stays perfectly still,", "Ravenna stares out. On the distant cliffs she sees the banners\n of the rebel army. A ray of sunlight pours through the clouds,\n lighting up the tiny figure of Snow White." ], [ "RAVENNA\n I can. Believe me, huntsman.\n Eric's eyes say he wants to believe. Needs to believe.\n\n RAVENNA\n A life for a life.", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "Snow White approaches Ravenna and kneels beside her, Ravenna\n is weak. She ages dozens of years within seconds, her face\n shows no anger, no hate, just a strange understanding.", "From her balcony above the portcullis, Ravenna watches her own\n men being slaughtered; she enjoys the spectacle (Ravenna does\n not care one bit about those men). Her eyes are locked on Snow\n White.", "RAVENNA\n You will do this for me, Huntsman.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "RAVENNA\n That is kind, child. Especially when it is\n said that yours is the face of true beauty\n in this kingdom.\n Snow White doesn't quite know how to answer this.", "reverential, standing a few feet away.\n Ravenna's face softens as she looks at the face of Snow\n White. Ravenna beckons to her with a look and then holds out", "WILLIAM\n It will be. When you are Queen.\n Snow White turns, surprised by his words.\n\n WILLIAM\n The people of this kingdom hate Ravenna\n with their very fiber.", "Duke Hammond considers, then raises his sword. Snow white\n glances at the huntsman. He breaks rank and rides closer to her.", "FINN\n Well done, huntsman. Hand her over.\n\n SNOW WHITE\n You can't trust him!", "Ravenna gasps, locks eyes with Snow White.", "RAVENNA\n I hope you'll invite me?\n\n YOUNG SNOW WHITE\n Of course.\n Snow White smiles, enchanted by her new friend.", "SNOW WHITE\n (whispers to Ravenna)\n By fairest blood... it is undone!\n Ravenna looks down. Three drops of blood fall onto Snow\n White's armor.", "RAVENNA\n You see, child, love always betrays us.\n A sigh escapes Snow White's lips, condensing into steam.", "RAVENNA\n (A warm smile)\n Would you like to be dressed up like this\n and married one day?\n Snow White nods.", "I feel it here.\n Snow White mimics, touching her own heart, and smiles at\n Ravenna. It should be a touching moment but something in", "White's.\n Ravenna smiles. She gently taps on Snow White's... in a \n strange and affectionate motherly way.", "SNOW WHITE\n Do you mind, Gus?\n\n GUS\n Not at all.\n Snow White walks over to the Huntsman, holds out her hand.", "SNOW WHITE\n If Ravenna comes for me, I will ride to\n meet her. And if she doesn't, I will ride", "MIRROR MAN\n Yes, my Queen! Yes!!!!\n The Mirror Man laughs because Ravenna's face is younger, her" ], [ "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "He takes another step toward her and --\n Buckles - THWACK!\n Snow White hits him behind his knees with a piece of wood.", "SNOW WHITE\n Do you mind, Gus?\n\n GUS\n Not at all.\n Snow White walks over to the Huntsman, holds out her hand.", "Snow White. He rides into the Yakut's horse, knocking him off\n balance just as he fires --\n The arrow narrowly misses Snow White, thudding into a tree. Gus", "arrow of his own, striking him in the chest. The Yakut topples\n over, dead at last but still astride his horse.\n Snow White falls to her knees in anguish, cradling the dying", "FINN\n Well done, huntsman. Hand her over.\n\n SNOW WHITE\n You can't trust him!", "SNOW WHITE\n Leave him, huntsman. He's our friend.\n He glares but his eyes glisten with tears. Snow White is", "his mouth. All gone. He tosses it aside. A lost soul.\n Snow White watches him with some compassion. He catches her\n look, gets up and walks away.", "William leans down and kisses Snow White gently on the lips.\n He pulls away,.hoping against hope. And then --\n Nothing happens. She lies there, lifeless and white as the", "SNOW WHITE\n Thank you, huntsman.\n He looks at the sky.\n\n ERIC\n It's getting dark.\n He walks away.", "Snow White stares at him for a moment, his face, his pain.\n Anna shakes her out of the moment and they all race out.", "The fire is now burning and Snow White warms her hands on it.\n She hears APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS. Unusual. She jumps up gets", "Duke Hammond considers, then raises his sword. Snow white\n glances at the huntsman. He breaks rank and rides closer to her.", "ERIC\n I saved this girl from the Queen. Out of\n the goodness of my heart.\n Snow White gives him a look. He calms her with a look of his\n own.", "All around the forest the shadow of death is spreading. Gus\n runs, dragging Snow White behind him. Galloping through the\n trees, WILLIAM spots them up ahead, riding faster.", "Snow White tries to grab her reins but the horse pulls away, not\n wanting to endanger her life. She tries again but the horse\n backs farther away from her. Slowly they're separated by the", "BEITH\n Cut him down! MOVE OUT!\n Nion roughly cuts the line and the Huntsman drops to the\n ground as Gus gently lifts Snow White. They all hurry down\n the hill.", "She trails off, lost in his gaze. He stops, leans closer and\n kisses her gently. They stay like that a moment, then William\n pulls away, holding something in his hand. Snow White smiles", "SNOW WHITE\n She's going to kill me! The Oueen!\n He ignores, keeps moving.\n\n ERIC\n Sure she is.", "Snow White staggers back and collapses in the snow, choking\n from poison. Her eyes water and her vision blurs. The false\n William kneels beside her and slowly she sees Ravenna's" ], [ "Gus. He smiles weakly, holding her gaze, then whispers:", "still bowed over Gus's body, sobbing, mourning.\n The prayer chant ends. Nion spits with anger and walks away.", "GUS\n Come on!\n He runs with her into the forest.\n Aldan turns on William furiously, drawing his curved sword, but", "NION\n Gus lost his life because of her!", "A little way away, Gus snores in his sleep. The golden light\n crosses his face and he wakes up. As he opens his eyes, he", "Still bleeding from his wounds, Eric hurries back through the\n forest until he sees Snow White and the seven dwarves gathered\n around Gus's body, chanting a low prayer. Eric stares in\n surprise, then notices William.", "All around the forest the shadow of death is spreading. Gus\n runs, dragging Snow White behind him. Galloping through the\n trees, WILLIAM spots them up ahead, riding faster.", "GORT\n One day the group you see before you went\n down into the mine for a month long\n shift. Gus was only a boy. When we came", "ERIC\n Owww!!!\n Gus cuts Snow White loose.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Eric holds his hand out. Broch walks over, suspicious. When\n he's close, Eric grabs his arm and kicks with both feet in", "He grimaces in pain as she SQUEEZES -- the hammering filling his\n ears -- until his heart finally bursts and he drops dead.", "BEITH\n Cut him down! MOVE OUT!\n Nion roughly cuts the line and the Huntsman drops to the\n ground as Gus gently lifts Snow White. They all hurry down\n the hill.", "in the singing. A drunken GORT takes a swig of ale and staggers\n over to GUS.", "Gus hears it too, spinning around --", "Beith peers down at the jammed counter-weights in frustration\n when he hears a fierce cry. GORT jumps on the counter-weight,", "Gort surprises himself by choking up a bit. Muir helps out.", "William spots Snow White up ahead. She disappears into the\n trees and he rides faster. She erupts from behind a branch and\n pulls him off his horse. Gus races over and raises his axe --", "FINN\n I feel...\n Then the light goes out of his eyes. He is finally dead.\n Slowly, Eric pulls himself free of the branches cutting into his\n flesh.", "Eric moves quickly then stops, listens - we see his hunting\n skills - as he hears the noise of cracking branches in the\n distance, he blasts away, moving like lightning.", "GORT\n Shut it, you hedge pig.\n The Dwarf confab breaks up and they approach." ], [ "William leans down and kisses Snow White gently on the lips.\n He pulls away,.hoping against hope. And then --\n Nothing happens. She lies there, lifeless and white as the", "William cradles Snow White in his arms, trying to revive her,\n but it's no use. Eric stares in dismay as he sees the poison", "Snow White staggers back and collapses in the snow, choking\n from poison. Her eyes water and her vision blurs. The false\n William kneels beside her and slowly she sees Ravenna's", "She trails off, lost in his gaze. He stops, leans closer and\n kisses her gently. They stay like that a moment, then William\n pulls away, holding something in his hand. Snow White smiles", "Snow White. He touches her face and something happens in\n him. His demeanor softens and the hint of a smile lands on\n his lips. Meanwhile...", "SNOW WHITE\n No...\n They gaze into each other's eyes, close enough to kiss.", "Snow White looks up at William as if she wants to say\n something, then the light in her eyes goes out.\n The dwarves are heartbroken. Eric looks dazed.", "As we listen to his footsteps fade we hold on Snow White's\n beautiful face. For a long time she stays perfectly still,", "his mouth. All gone. He tosses it aside. A lost soul.\n Snow White watches him with some compassion. He catches her\n look, gets up and walks away.", "SNOW WHITE\n What does she want from me?\n His finger move from her hair to her cheek, stroking it\n gently, and then to her chest. With his free hand he reaches\n back for his dagger.", "Just as she comes to take it he pulls it away and takes a\n huge bite himself, grinning. Snow White shoves him off the\n tree and they fall to the ground.", "SNOW WHITE\n Him! He's the one! He came at me with a\n knife!\n Eric holds her tight, one arm around her neck.", "As Snow White chews, a flicker of a smile crosses William's\n face. Snow White stares curiously, then suddenly gasps,\n struggling to breathe --", "WILLIAM\n It's me. William.\n Snow White stares in disbelief, tears of surprise welling in her", "Still bleeding from his wounds, Eric hurries back through the\n forest until he sees Snow White and the seven dwarves gathered\n around Gus's body, chanting a low prayer. Eric stares in\n surprise, then notices William.", "arrow of his own, striking him in the chest. The Yakut topples\n over, dead at last but still astride his horse.\n Snow White falls to her knees in anguish, cradling the dying", "SNOW WHITE\n I'll look after it.\n The King watches Snow White, hiding his sorrow behind a smile.\n So does the Queen, holding back her tears.", "The fire is now burning and Snow White warms her hands on it.\n She hears APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS. Unusual. She jumps up gets", "He takes another step toward her and --\n Buckles - THWACK!\n Snow White hits him behind his knees with a piece of wood.", "He smiles, almost sweetly, disarming her. Snow White looks at\n her other captors now, noticing a blind dwarf, (MUIR), who sits" ], [ "RAVENNA\n That is kind, child. Especially when it is\n said that yours is the face of true beauty\n in this kingdom.\n Snow White doesn't quite know how to answer this.", "reverential, standing a few feet away.\n Ravenna's face softens as she looks at the face of Snow\n White. Ravenna beckons to her with a look and then holds out", "Just as she comes to take it he pulls it away and takes a\n huge bite himself, grinning. Snow White shoves him off the\n tree and they fall to the ground.", "Snow White staggers back and collapses in the snow, choking\n from poison. Her eyes water and her vision blurs. The false\n William kneels beside her and slowly she sees Ravenna's", "his mouth. All gone. He tosses it aside. A lost soul.\n Snow White watches him with some compassion. He catches her\n look, gets up and walks away.", "Snow White approaches Ravenna and kneels beside her, Ravenna\n is weak. She ages dozens of years within seconds, her face\n shows no anger, no hate, just a strange understanding.", "RAVENNA\n Yes. A King tore me from her arms,\n dressed me in lace and stole my\n innocence.\n Snow White's smile dies a bit; confused.", "Ravenna whispers incomprehensible words with a peaceful smile\n on her face. The clouds move in the disc of light above Snow \n White. The light falls over Ravenna's face.", "As Snow White chews, a flicker of a smile crosses William's\n face. Snow White stares curiously, then suddenly gasps,\n struggling to breathe --", "From her balcony above the portcullis, Ravenna watches her own\n men being slaughtered; she enjoys the spectacle (Ravenna does\n not care one bit about those men). Her eyes are locked on Snow\n White.", "RAVENNA\n (A warm smile)\n Would you like to be dressed up like this\n and married one day?\n Snow White nods.", "White's.\n Ravenna smiles. She gently taps on Snow White's... in a \n strange and affectionate motherly way.", "Ravenna stares out. On the distant cliffs she sees the banners\n of the rebel army. A ray of sunlight pours through the clouds,\n lighting up the tiny figure of Snow White.", "The fire is now burning and Snow White warms her hands on it.\n She hears APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS. Unusual. She jumps up gets", "RAVENNA\n You see, child, love always betrays us.\n A sigh escapes Snow White's lips, condensing into steam.", "Snow White, behind, holding the folds of silk from the\n wedding dress. Snow White looks up, adoringly, at Ravenna.", "RAVENNA\n I hope you'll invite me?\n\n YOUNG SNOW WHITE\n Of course.\n Snow White smiles, enchanted by her new friend.", "the mirror room. Now Snow White is exactly where Ravenna\n wants her to be.\n The two women circle each other like heavyweight boxers.", "RAVENNA\n Oh... please!\n Ravenna back hands Snow White, sending her crashing to the", "Snow White, overwhelmed by compassion, places her hand on\n Ravenna's chest. Ravenna puts her own wrinkled hand on Snow" ], [ "William leans down and kisses Snow White gently on the lips.\n He pulls away,.hoping against hope. And then --\n Nothing happens. She lies there, lifeless and white as the", "She trails off, lost in his gaze. He stops, leans closer and\n kisses her gently. They stay like that a moment, then William\n pulls away, holding something in his hand. Snow White smiles", "arrow of his own, striking him in the chest. The Yakut topples\n over, dead at last but still astride his horse.\n Snow White falls to her knees in anguish, cradling the dying", "He takes another step toward her and --\n Buckles - THWACK!\n Snow White hits him behind his knees with a piece of wood.", "Snow White approaches Ravenna and kneels beside her, Ravenna\n is weak. She ages dozens of years within seconds, her face\n shows no anger, no hate, just a strange understanding.", "SNOW WHITE\n (whispers to Ravenna)\n By fairest blood... it is undone!\n Ravenna looks down. Three drops of blood fall onto Snow\n White's armor.", "his mouth. All gone. He tosses it aside. A lost soul.\n Snow White watches him with some compassion. He catches her\n look, gets up and walks away.", "As Snow White chews, a flicker of a smile crosses William's\n face. Snow White stares curiously, then suddenly gasps,\n struggling to breathe --", "Ravenna strikes... in the blink of an eye Snow White blocks\n her strike, reaches for her dagger and plunges it into\n Ravenna's chest, just as the huntsman taught her.", "Just as she comes to take it he pulls it away and takes a\n huge bite himself, grinning. Snow White shoves him off the\n tree and they fall to the ground.", "Snow White. He touches her face and something happens in\n him. His demeanor softens and the hint of a smile lands on\n his lips. Meanwhile...", "The fire is now burning and Snow White warms her hands on it.\n She hears APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS. Unusual. She jumps up gets", "Snow White stares into the troll's eyes, seeing something\n almost gentle in its monstrous gaze, slowly losing her fear.\n The troll stares at her too, confused, then slowly pacified,", "Snow White staggers back and collapses in the snow, choking\n from poison. Her eyes water and her vision blurs. The false\n William kneels beside her and slowly she sees Ravenna's", "Snow White sees the portcullis shoot up now, the dwarves hanging\n onto the counterweights for dear life. Smiling in relief, she\n gallops through the open gates with Eric and William.", "Snow White's eyes open, gazing up at the ceiling, her\n thoughts far away. There's a strange calm about her now, a\n quiet acceptance, as if she knows what she must do.", "We get our first good look at grown Snow White as she shaves\n wood for a fire. She's done this every day for years. A\n regimen. Her hands work precisely as she stacks the wood and\n blows on the kindling.", "She feels powerless and lost, spitting blood and exhausted. \n What else can she do?\n Snow White stands up, stumbles, her right arm limp, blood", "WILLIAM\n It's me. William.\n Snow White stares in disbelief, tears of surprise welling in her", "As we listen to his footsteps fade we hold on Snow White's\n beautiful face. For a long time she stays perfectly still," ], [ "From her balcony above the portcullis, Ravenna watches her own\n men being slaughtered; she enjoys the spectacle (Ravenna does\n not care one bit about those men). Her eyes are locked on Snow\n White.", "RAVENNA\n Watch them die. You gave them hope and\n they believed you. You have lead them to\n their deaths. How foolish your followers.", "RAVENNA\n The bane of Kings.\n When she does arrive she slowly crawls onto the bed, rolls\n him on his back, straddles him and offers the goblet.", "Like a spider waiting in her web, with no concern about her\n soldiers' situation, Ravenna remains calm and calculated.\n Ravenna turns around and leaves the balcony to the throne\n room.", "RAVENNA\n So you wish to be reunited with your\n beloved?\n Eric reacts instinctively, grabbing her by the throat. The", "The men try to protect themselves. Some are caught out and \n skewered to the stone floor. Ravenna looks down at them in \n complete satisfaction.", "In a flash Iain grabs a Guard's dagger and rams it into\n Ravenna's chest. She makes a pained face, looks down at the\n dagger, then up to Iain.", "Ravenna smiles, moves to the center of the room, raises her arms\n and drunk with power --\n SCREAMS! The scream becomes --", "RAVENNA\n\n ANSWER ME!!!!\n Nothing. Ravenna releases it all, looks up and quietly\n pleads...\n\n RAVENNA\n help me...", "RAVENNA\n The King has laid down his sword for the\n night.\n Their eyes take her, lustfully, in as she strides away and\n disappears around a corner.\n\n CUT TO:", "Young Ravenna's SCREAM as she is ripped from her mother's\n arms. Finn throws himself into the mix but is backhanded to", "Finn, with Rose. Ravenna almost smiles.\n Rose holds her gaze defiantly. Ravenna walks over, admires\n her face, smiles, then takes her by the throat and --", "RAVENNA\n Finn ...no! \n She falls to the floor - writhing.", "RAVENNA\n But when a woman stays young forever - no\n man can resist her - and the world is hers.\n He suddenly STARTS TO CHOKE, his eyes widening in surprise.\n As he struggles for breath...", "RAVENNA\n\n (TO HERSELF)\n A life .for a life.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "RAVENNA\n She.\n She shoots Finn a pointed look then looks back at Eric.\n\n ERIC\n Then she is certainly dead.", "RAVENNA\n You would kill your Queen?\n She pulls the dagger out - there is no\"wound, no blood - and\n drops it on the ground. Iain and Thomas are shocked.", "RAVENNA\n She's no good to me there, lost. I must\n have her heart! You have failed me!\n Finn's had enough, he erupts at her --", "it be undone.\n Ravenna looks back to see her mother and other gypsies put to\n the sword.\n Finn struggles free and chases after the King's men as they", "the ground. Ravenna's mother moves forward, ready to attack.\n The Guard holding Ravenna pulls a dagger and puts it to\n Ravenna's throat, which stops her mother." ] ]

[ "What happens when the Huntsman kisses Snow White?", "Who does Snow White remind the Huntsman of?", "Who is crowned Queen after Queen Ravenna is killed?", "Where is Snow White locked away for many years?", "Who is the only person who can defeat Queen Ravenna according to the blind Muir?", "Who burns down the village?", "Who does Ravenna drain youth from?", "What does Ravenna tempt Snow White into eating?", "How do the dwarves get inside the castle?", "How does King Magnus Die?", "Who is the master if the Dark Army?", "Why does Eric the Huntsman agree to capture Snow White?", "What does William pose as in Finn's and of men looking for Snow White?", "What does Ravenna want to do with Snow White and why?", "Why are the women in the fishing village disfigured?", "Who does Queen Ravenna disguise herself as to get Snow White to eat the poisoned apple?", "Who does Snow White remind the Huntsman of?", "Whose kiss breaks the Queens poisoned apple spell on Snow White?", "How do the dwarves get into the castle to open the gates for the Dukes army?", "What is the army that rises up against the king made of?", "What does Raveanna use to kill the King?", "Why is Snow White safe from Raveanna in the dark forest?", "What does Raveanna promise the Huntsman in exchange for Snow White?", "How does Snow White save the Huntsman's life?", "How is Gus killed?", "Who is the first to kiss Snow White after she is poisoned?", "What food does a disguised Raveanna give Snow White?", "What breaks the curse on Snow White?", "How does Raveanna meet her doom?" ]

[ [ "He breaks the spell.", "He breaks the spell" ], [ "His late wife, Sara.", "His dead wife" ], [ "Snow White.", "Snow White. " ], [ "In the North Tower.", "In a tower" ], [ "Snow White.", "Snow White" ], [ "Finn's men.", "Finn's men" ], [ "Young women.", "the kingdom of Tabor's young women" ], [ "A poisonous apple.", "Poisiness apple. " ], [ "Through the sewers.", "Through the sewers. " ], [ "Ravenna kills him on their wedding night.", "Queen Ravenna killed him." ], [ "Ravenna", "Ravenna" ], [ "So that Ravenna will bring his wife back to life.", "In exchange of bringing back his dead wife." ], [ "A bowman", "A bowman. " ], [ "Ravenna wants to eat Snow White's heart to obtain eternal youth.", "She want's to kill her and eat her heart so she can be immortal. " ], [ "So that they are useless to Queen Ravenna.", "So no one competes for beauty" ], [ "William", "William" ], [ "His late wife, Sara.", "His dead wife" ], [ "The Huntsman", "The Huntsman" ], [ "Through the sewers. ", "The sewers. " ], [ "Glass", "Duke Hammond's men" ], [ "A knife.", "Her Enchantment. " ], [ "Raveanna has no powers there.", "Ravenna has no power there." ], [ "The return of his wife.", "ressurrect his wife" ], [ "She charms a troll from attacking him.", "Charming a troll. " ], [ "He takes and arrow meant for Snow White.", "An arrow." ], [ "William.", "William" ], [ "A poisoned apple.", "apple" ], [ "A kiss from the Huntsman.", "the huntsman" ], [ "Snow White kills her.", "Snow white kills her" ] ]

[ [ "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "\"This is Lightnin' Bill Jones, Mr. Harper. This is the gentleman I sold\nthat timber to, Bill.\" The two men acknowledged the introduction.", "\"What you going to do, Lightnin'?\" asked Harper, while his wife beamed\nat the two odd old souls.\n\n\"What _you_ going to do?\" was Bill's evasive answer.", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "His words brought his wife to his side instantly, her eyes blazing.\n\"Bill Jones,\" she cried, \"you just be quiet! What in the world's the", "Instead of a railroad employee, or the sheriff, it was only Lightnin'\nBill Jones who stood there, leaning idly against the doorframe, his", "much! This Hammond person had called him, Bill Jones, a liar! In\nLightnin's code, shrunken and old though he was, there could be but one", "Jones or Bill had asked for help, but because she knew how difficult was\ntheir living during the long winter months when their only source of\nincome was Bill's pension and the few mountain people who dropped in", "And when you met Bill Jones you agreed with the postmaster. You looked\ninto Lightnin's twinkling, shrewdly humorous eyes and you smiled--smiled", "the desk with a bundle of letters stuffed in his pocket. \"Why, that's\nLightnin' Bill Jones! We call him Lightnin' because he ain't. Nature", "\"Look here, Lightnin',\" he said, as he cleared the table, \"you seem to\nhave something on your mind. How are things going up at your place?\nAnybody at home know that you are here?\"", "stood in front of Bill. \"Don't you approve, Lightnin'?\" he asked,\npleasantly. \"She's dressed in the height of fashion.\"", "Jones's or of anybody else's could make Bill forget his pal. Zeb was\nalways sure of a meal, or a drink and a cigar, provided Lightnin' could", "His wife sat up. \"Bill Jones,\" she said, \"you been drinking again down\nto town, that's what I think!\"", "\"All right,\" Bill said, getting up from the chair. Display of affection\nalways embarrassed him. His attitude amused and at the same time hurt\nMrs. Jones, so she changed her subject to one that she felt might\ninterest him.", "chief occupations of nearly every one in the Hotel Calivada--searching\nfor Lightnin' Bill Jones, whose persistent faculty of being absent when\nmost wanted was fast assuming the dimensions of a public aggravation.", "Bill did not hear him. He was gazing at Mrs. Jones, an old tenderness\nin his eyes, a bitter longing in his heart. Drifting, living only for", "Mrs. Jones and Millie gasped. Bill, however, having spoken at\nconsiderable length for him, merely reached for his eternal bag of\ntobacco and paper and idly rolled himself a cigarette.", "Bill gaped at her in surprise.\n\n\"Yes,\" he said, slowly walking to her. Mrs. Jones saw his hesitation,\nand, realizing the humor of the situation, laughed heartily." ], [ "\"It certainly was, Bill!\" Marvin went on. \"And the new hotel is a big\nsuccess! You see, the state line runs right through the middle of the", "In the mean time the hotel at Calivada, true to its nature, was the\nscene of a new sensation.", "California side of the hotel, Thomas sauntering to a rocking-chair on\nthe veranda. He lighted a cigar and sat looking out over the lake, where", "Marvin, however, did not seem to be worried. He faced Blodgett with an\namused smile and pointed to the floor, where an uncovered space left\nbetween two rugs indicated the now famous state line.", "\"Exactly! Everybody knows what a woman goes to Reno for, but at Bill's\nhotel she can get a room on the Nevada side and still make her friends\nbelieve that she is at a California resort!\"", "\"Exactly,\" said Marvin, dryly. \"And I presume that when Mr. Thomas\narrived he suggested that you let him persuade the railroad to buy this\nplace and erect the new hotel here, instead of next door!\"", "to the Nevada half of the hotel and leaving the letter with Mrs. Harper.\nOn the way back to the lobby he slightly diminished the contents of the\nflask.", "goes on through to Reno. I've looked at a pile o' trains in my time, but\nI never got no idea from 'em before. Look here, don't the state line run", "A few minutes after Lightnin' disappeared down the trail, headed for the\nlocal telegraph-office, John Marvin approached the hotel from the", "house--through the center of the lobby, in fact! There are two separate\ndesks, one on the California side and one on the Nevada side. Women", "The first of the new arrivals to step out of the stage and enter the\nhotel was a chic little woman of about twenty-four, with big brown eyes", "The moment she had left the lobby the street door of the hotel was\npushed open cautiously and an inquiring head thrust itself in. The head", "\"Why, we are motoring back to Calivada, where we have a room at the\nhotel,\" said Mrs. Harper.", "Millie clasped her hands over her knees and went on, enthusiastically:\n\"Why, this hotel idea has turned out splendidly, you know. But a week or", "As Bill, rolling a cigarette, meditated on this, Mrs. Harper, followed\nby her maid and still casting about like a frightened bird in search of\ncover, tiptoed into the lobby, went uncertainly to the California desk\nand took up a pen.", "\"Where?\" Harper turned in the direction of Bill's nod.\n\n\"In Nevada,\" Bill drawled, with a slow grin.", "\"Everything!\" said Marvin, readily. \"Rest easy, Mr. Harper--you'll never\nfind a better friend, nor a more trustworthy one, than Lightnin'. But,\nsurely, you have heard of his hotel, haven't you?\"", "a rival hotel just back of us. Mother was nearly crazy at the news, and\nI wrote to Mr. Thomas, asking him his advice. He telegraphed that he", "hotel now, John, with Thomas--Hammond come up in a hurry, an' they got a\ndeed to the property all ready fer mother an' me to sign. Mother's crazy", "began to arrive, and they all wanted rooms on the Nevada side--and they\nwanted them for six months!\"" ], [ "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "\"Oh, I'm not so kind as you think!\" He laughed, an honest humor rising\nto infrequent expression. \"I've got to see Lightnin' myself before I go.\nHe hasn't signed the deed yet, and--\"", "\"Well, Lightnin',\" Marvin exclaimed, \"how did you get here and what in\nthe world have you come for?\"\n\n\"Yer case ain't over yet, is it?\"", "\"Hello, Lightnin'!\" he exclaimed. \"I'm mighty glad to see you. What do\nyou mean by staying away from me all this time? And you were so quiet\nand mysterious outside there that we thought some one was spying on us!\"", "\"Deed?\" remarked Lightnin', carelessly. \"Oh, I'd kinder forgot about\nthat little matter. Nope. 'Ain't had time, old top--nope!\" Ignoring the", "\"Look here, Lightnin',\" he said, as he cleared the table, \"you seem to\nhave something on your mind. How are things going up at your place?\nAnybody at home know that you are here?\"", "\"Hold on there, young feller!\" Lightnin's usual lackadaisical monotone\nwas raised to a degree which bespoke a greater interest than his", "\"Gosh! You mean it, Lightnin'?\" Zeb showed almost human delight and\nanticipation. \"But for why? You had a row with your old woman?\"", "But Lightnin' stopped him. \"Hold on a minute, partner. The evidence\nain't to be absorbed just yet. In fact, brother, we better keep it", "\"Never mind about that, Lightnin',\" he said, mechanically opening the\ndoor for Millie, who, seeing that they were ignoring her, tripped in", "\"What you going to do, Lightnin'?\" asked Harper, while his wife beamed\nat the two odd old souls.\n\n\"What _you_ going to do?\" was Bill's evasive answer.", "the desk with a bundle of letters stuffed in his pocket. \"Why, that's\nLightnin' Bill Jones! We call him Lightnin' because he ain't. Nature", "didn't give no speed to Bill. No, sir, far as I know, Lightnin' 'ain't\nnever done a day's work in his life--but there ain't none of us ever", "much! This Hammond person had called him, Bill Jones, a liar! In\nLightnin's code, shrunken and old though he was, there could be but one", "Townsend frowned in a puzzled way. \"Perhaps you're taking some of dear\nold Lightnin's notions too seriously, Millie,\" he remarked. \"Though I", "\"I'll come--don't worry, Lightnin',\" said Marvin. \"Better go now, Bill;\nyou've got a long walk ahead of you, you know.\"", "LIGHTNIN'\n\n BY FRANK BACON", "Then, unexpectedly, Lightnin' solved the problem. Getting to his feet,\nhe stood quietly before the bench, looking up at Townsend with an odd\nexcitement in his eyes.", "\"What was that, Lightnin'?\"\n\n\"That if they goes to court, I'll come an' be a witness. I can swear\nthem trees was cut when you sold the property, an' I'll--\"" ], [ "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "thinks any the less of him for that! Bill's got a way with him, an' he\nkin tell some mighty good yarns. Lightnin's all right!\"", "\"This is Lightnin' Bill Jones, Mr. Harper. This is the gentleman I sold\nthat timber to, Bill.\" The two men acknowledged the introduction.", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "Marvin, his arm about Bill's shoulders, leaned over him, guiding him\ngently to the attorneys' table. \"Well, Lightnin',\" he questioned, in an\nindulgent voice, \"how did you happen to show up here?\"", "\"I was a spy once--with Buffalo Bill,\" said Lightnin', conversationally.\nHe stared interestedly at Harper. \"Friend of yours, John?\"", "\"What you going to do, Lightnin'?\" asked Harper, while his wife beamed\nat the two odd old souls.\n\n\"What _you_ going to do?\" was Bill's evasive answer.", "stood in front of Bill. \"Don't you approve, Lightnin'?\" he asked,\npleasantly. \"She's dressed in the height of fashion.\"", "\"He's just _helping me_, Millie,\" said Marvin, grinning at Bill. \"Thanks\nfor the tip, Lightnin', but I wanted to see you particularly to-day, so\nI--\"", "\"What's the idee, Lightnin'?\" he rumbled, puffing at the frayed remains\nof a cigar.\n\nWith a gesture of calm triumph Bill pointed to the flask on the desk.", "the desk with a bundle of letters stuffed in his pocket. \"Why, that's\nLightnin' Bill Jones! We call him Lightnin' because he ain't. Nature", "\"Well, Lightnin',\" Marvin exclaimed, \"how did you get here and what in\nthe world have you come for?\"\n\n\"Yer case ain't over yet, is it?\"", "And when you met Bill Jones you agreed with the postmaster. You looked\ninto Lightnin's twinkling, shrewdly humorous eyes and you smiled--smiled", "\"Oh, I'm not so kind as you think!\" He laughed, an honest humor rising\nto infrequent expression. \"I've got to see Lightnin' myself before I go.\nHe hasn't signed the deed yet, and--\"", "\"Look here, Lightnin',\" he said, as he cleared the table, \"you seem to\nhave something on your mind. How are things going up at your place?\nAnybody at home know that you are here?\"", "Marvin swung around. Much as he wanted to see Lightnin' to-day, he\nwished, just then, that Bill could have seen fit to delay his appearance", "much! This Hammond person had called him, Bill Jones, a liar! In\nLightnin's code, shrunken and old though he was, there could be but one", "Then, unexpectedly, Lightnin' solved the problem. Getting to his feet,\nhe stood quietly before the bench, looking up at Townsend with an odd\nexcitement in his eyes.", "didn't give no speed to Bill. No, sir, far as I know, Lightnin' 'ain't\nnever done a day's work in his life--but there ain't none of us ever" ], [ "\"You can prove them?\" Townsend asked, in surprise.\n\n\"Oh yes,\" said Bill, with a flash of humor. \"I used to be a judge.\"", "\"I know all about 'em. I used to be in the bee business. Drove a swarm\nof bees across the plains in the dead of winter once. And never lost a\nbee. Got stung twice.\"", "\"It's all right, Judge,\" he remarked, with his humorous twinkle. \"I was\na lawyer once!\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XVIII", "\"You bought all that land of him and never saw him about it?\" He looked\nup at the judge and laughed. \"And he called _me_ a liar!\"", "\"Oh, he told me so many,\" was the impatient reply, \"I can't recall them.\nOh yes,\" after a pause, \"he said he drove a swarm of bees across the\nplains in the dead of winter.\"", "\"I protest against this!\"\n\nThe judge interrupted him. \"I am beginning to believe in this plot\nstory.\"\n\n\"Then let him go on,\" was Bill's agreeable reply.", "judge--\" and here Bill for the first time in his life broke down. Tears\ncame into his eyes and he swallowed to keep them back. He hesitated and,", "At this moment the door of the judge's chambers opened and Lemuel\nTownsend appeared, clad in a Prince Albert suit and beaming on Mrs.", "\"Yes,\" replied the judge. \"You made some remark after the complaint was\nread.\"\n\n\"I wasn't sure I'd got it straight,\" Bill said, looking ahead of him,\nmouth half open.", "\"Not all, Mr. Hammond.\" Marvin raised his voice and he looked\nsearchingly at the judge. \"He said at least one thing that was not", "\"Just now.\" Margaret grew happily voluble and she nodded her head back\nand forth like a child of six as she ogled the judge. \"When I came into", "Hammond, looking at the judge, answered: \"I was asked to consider the\npurchase of a piece of property belonging to Mrs. Jones. I had some\nother business near by and stopped off at the Joneses' place.\"", "Not discerning the trap that Marvin had set for him, Hammond turned to\nthe judge and said, in more even tones: \"I don't mind answering in the", "\"Who do you think drove me over?\" she asked Mrs. Jones, answering\nherself. \"Judge Townsend.\"\n\n\"My, but that was romantic!\" exclaimed Mrs. Jones.", "Bill was on his feet again and, turning to the judge, said: \"I don't\nneed no witness! I didn't know nothing about it at all until I got here,", "Bill, who was facing him, and who had not taken his eyes from him, burst\ninto a loud laugh, the whole court-room, even to the judge, following", "Reassured, Margaret bridled coyly and answered, lifting her lids to the\njudge: \"Because he didn't show up for a performance and I had to go on", "Marvin had sat quiet all through this controversy. Now he forgot the\njudge's admonition as to his place in the case. He got up, stating to\nthe judge:", "\"I should say it is quite enough!\" satirized the judge. \"I think we had\nbetter get back to business.\"", "\"The Harvester,\" is a man of the woods and fields, and if the book had\nnothing in it but the splendid figure of this man it would be notable." ], [ "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "Marvin swung around. Much as he wanted to see Lightnin' to-day, he\nwished, just then, that Bill could have seen fit to delay his appearance", "\"Look here, Lightnin',\" he said, as he cleared the table, \"you seem to\nhave something on your mind. How are things going up at your place?\nAnybody at home know that you are here?\"", "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "\"Oh, I'm not so kind as you think!\" He laughed, an honest humor rising\nto infrequent expression. \"I've got to see Lightnin' myself before I go.\nHe hasn't signed the deed yet, and--\"", "Instead of a railroad employee, or the sheriff, it was only Lightnin'\nBill Jones who stood there, leaning idly against the doorframe, his", "thinks any the less of him for that! Bill's got a way with him, an' he\nkin tell some mighty good yarns. Lightnin's all right!\"", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "\"I'll come--don't worry, Lightnin',\" said Marvin. \"Better go now, Bill;\nyou've got a long walk ahead of you, you know.\"", "\"What you going to do, Lightnin'?\" asked Harper, while his wife beamed\nat the two odd old souls.\n\n\"What _you_ going to do?\" was Bill's evasive answer.", "Bill merely glanced at her and went on rolling his cigarette. Thomas had\ngiven Bill a keen, puzzled look; but no one could ever tell from\nLightnin's expression whether or not any special meaning lay back of\nhis words.", "chief occupations of nearly every one in the Hotel Calivada--searching\nfor Lightnin' Bill Jones, whose persistent faculty of being absent when\nmost wanted was fast assuming the dimensions of a public aggravation.", "stood in front of Bill. \"Don't you approve, Lightnin'?\" he asked,\npleasantly. \"She's dressed in the height of fashion.\"", "didn't give no speed to Bill. No, sir, far as I know, Lightnin' 'ain't\nnever done a day's work in his life--but there ain't none of us ever", "the desk with a bundle of letters stuffed in his pocket. \"Why, that's\nLightnin' Bill Jones! We call him Lightnin' because he ain't. Nature", "\"He's just _helping me_, Millie,\" said Marvin, grinning at Bill. \"Thanks\nfor the tip, Lightnin', but I wanted to see you particularly to-day, so\nI--\"", "\"Never mind about that, Lightnin',\" he said, mechanically opening the\ndoor for Millie, who, seeing that they were ignoring her, tripped in", "Bill felt around in the desk for a minute, while Zeb watched, fearfully,\nhopefully; then Lightnin' turned around, disappointment in his face. But", "\"Guess he entertains himself pretty well,\" said Bill. \"Besides, mother's\nwith him.\"\n\n\"But you ought to be there, too, daddy; you're the head of the house,\nyou know!\"", "\"Well, Lightnin',\" Marvin exclaimed, \"how did you get here and what in\nthe world have you come for?\"\n\n\"Yer case ain't over yet, is it?\"" ], [ "These things, known to the latter, destroyed his composure and made the\nlapse between the filing of Mrs. Jones's divorce suit and the", "\"Is either o' you ladies gettin' a divorce?\" he inquired, in a helpful\ntone, his question including the indignant maid. \"'Cause, if you are,\"", "name to the petition which asked for a divorce from Bill Jones without\nso much as giving the document a thorough reading. Whatever Thomas\nproposed was to her, by the very fact of its being his idea, a thing", "action for divorce was called, I knew it was a conspiracy.\" The\ninjustice accorded Bill drew Marvin from himself again. Pointing at\nHammond and Thomas, he raised his voice. \"I knew that these two", "arriving in the early fall and biding their time of six months by\nhibernating through the long, cold season. But now there was a renewed\nactivity in divorce circles. The court calendars were full and there was", "time. We are not on trial. This is a divorce action.\" He glared at\nMarvin, pulling his cuffs angrily, in a way that he had, down over his\nwrists.", "Thomas brought an arm-chair from the center-table and sat down beside\nher. Clasping his hands, he leaned forward, \"You can get a divorce,\nand--\"", "divorce. The judge--\" and here she stopped for breath, making another\nattempt to corral his stubborn favor--\"his Honor--\" she jerked, with a\nquick breath, \"can tell--you that.\"", "\"Hold on there!\" he called, half in humor and half in anger. \"Are you\ntrying a divorce case or are you making love?\"", "loves. People is always makin' fool mistakes. Say, you ain't really\ngoin' to git a divorce, are you?\"", "Townsend ordered the clerk to repeat that part of the complaint wherein\nthe grounds for the suit were mentioned. The clerk repeated, \"Failure to\nprovide, habitual intoxication, and intolerable cruelty.\"", "divorce had been that it would bring about the sale of the property and\nthat Mrs. Jones would thereby have sufficient money with which to find\nBill, which would mean happiness for the three of them. Had Thomas not", "\"I--I don't know,\" said his wife, uncertainly. \"I hear some of them\ndivorcers is--is--\"", "Forgetting that there was such a place as a court-room, or that he was\ndefending a divorce suit against Bill Jones, all he saw was the scorn in", "truthful ground for the divorce--that of failure to provide. Even that\nMrs. Jones felt was beside the truth, for although Bill had never\nexerted himself needlessly, he had performed the chores, gone after the", "you all about it, but Mr. Thomas explained that I couldn't see you. And\nhe said he'd do everything for me, and you'd give me a divorce without\nany trouble at all.\"", "It was one morning just after the flux of spring divorces had begun that\nSheriff Blodgett stood looking over the calendar in Judge Lemuel", "broken all obligations of the marriage contract, thereby causing the\nplaintiff great suffering and mental agony and the said Mary Jones\nclaims a final separation and divorce from the said William Jones on the", "Thomas, having brought skilfully to the attention of the court the\nnumerous charges that he hoped would result in securing Mrs. Jones a\ndivorce, dismissed Hammond from the stand.", "engagements. I'm in vaudeville, you know. I've wanted a divorce for\nyears, but I'm always booked solid and I never stay in one place long" ], [ "oughter have more sense! He's been tellin' them that this here hotel\nidea won't pay for long, an' that he's willin' to buy the place at once", "\"Exactly,\" said Marvin, dryly. \"And I presume that when Mr. Thomas\narrived he suggested that you let him persuade the railroad to buy this\nplace and erect the new hotel here, instead of next door!\"", "hotel now, John, with Thomas--Hammond come up in a hurry, an' they got a\ndeed to the property all ready fer mother an' me to sign. Mother's crazy", "\"Everything!\" said Marvin, readily. \"Rest easy, Mr. Harper--you'll never\nfind a better friend, nor a more trustworthy one, than Lightnin'. But,\nsurely, you have heard of his hotel, haven't you?\"", "Millie clasped her hands over her knees and went on, enthusiastically:\n\"Why, this hotel idea has turned out splendidly, you know. But a week or", "ran into Marvin, who had returned to the hotel in the hope of seeing\nBill and giving him the full reason for his not being a party to the\nsale of the place. The lights in the lobby were turned low and he had", "In the mean time the hotel at Calivada, true to its nature, was the\nscene of a new sensation.", "the hotel to-morrow as soon as I can get away from here! You're not\ngoing to sign that deed, are you, Lightnin'?\"", "\"It certainly was, Bill!\" Marvin went on. \"And the new hotel is a big\nsuccess! You see, the state line runs right through the middle of the", "a rival hotel just back of us. Mother was nearly crazy at the news, and\nI wrote to Mr. Thomas, asking him his advice. He telegraphed that he", "hotels got started overnight, just like this, an' we can do the same.\nIt'll be kinder queer at first, turning our home into a hotel, but maybe", "game! He wants to buy our place, waterfall an' all.\"", "The moment she had left the lobby the street door of the hotel was\npushed open cautiously and an inquiring head thrust itself in. The head", "Rapidly Marvin sketched the conception and success of the Calivada\nHotel. \"It was a real idea--\"\n\n\"It was my idea,\" put in Bill, conversationally.", "\"Exactly! Everybody knows what a woman goes to Reno for, but at Bill's\nhotel she can get a room on the Nevada side and still make her friends\nbelieve that she is at a California resort!\"", "the place, because it's already sold. As soon as daddy's name is signed\nto it we get the money.\"", "The first of the new arrivals to step out of the stage and enter the\nhotel was a chic little woman of about twenty-four, with big brown eyes", "\"So that's it!\" Marvin knew that Thomas had been buying up property in\nthe section, and he knew from experience what sort of treatment the", "have this opportunity. I wanted to tell you that the company for which I\nam acting has just wired me to close the transaction, and so I am ready\nto take over the property at once!\"", "Hammond, who had been busy going over the register all this while, now\ncame from behind the desk and walked toward Bill. \"Now look here, Mr.\nJones--\"" ], [ "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "\"He's just _helping me_, Millie,\" said Marvin, grinning at Bill. \"Thanks\nfor the tip, Lightnin', but I wanted to see you particularly to-day, so\nI--\"", "Then, unexpectedly, Lightnin' solved the problem. Getting to his feet,\nhe stood quietly before the bench, looking up at Townsend with an odd\nexcitement in his eyes.", "\"What you going to do, Lightnin'?\" asked Harper, while his wife beamed\nat the two odd old souls.\n\n\"What _you_ going to do?\" was Bill's evasive answer.", "\"I'll come--don't worry, Lightnin',\" said Marvin. \"Better go now, Bill;\nyou've got a long walk ahead of you, you know.\"", "thinks any the less of him for that! Bill's got a way with him, an' he\nkin tell some mighty good yarns. Lightnin's all right!\"", "stood in front of Bill. \"Don't you approve, Lightnin'?\" he asked,\npleasantly. \"She's dressed in the height of fashion.\"", "\"Well, Lightnin',\" Marvin exclaimed, \"how did you get here and what in\nthe world have you come for?\"\n\n\"Yer case ain't over yet, is it?\"", "\"Oh, I'm not so kind as you think!\" He laughed, an honest humor rising\nto infrequent expression. \"I've got to see Lightnin' myself before I go.\nHe hasn't signed the deed yet, and--\"", "\"What's the idee, Lightnin'?\" he rumbled, puffing at the frayed remains\nof a cigar.\n\nWith a gesture of calm triumph Bill pointed to the flask on the desk.", "objection when Marvin slipped from his place among the witnesses and\ndropped into his former chair directly behind Bill. Looking up at\nTownsend, Lightnin' resumed:", "His words brought his wife to his side instantly, her eyes blazing.\n\"Bill Jones,\" she cried, \"you just be quiet! What in the world's the", "\"Gosh! You mean it, Lightnin'?\" Zeb showed almost human delight and\nanticipation. \"But for why? You had a row with your old woman?\"", "And when you met Bill Jones you agreed with the postmaster. You looked\ninto Lightnin's twinkling, shrewdly humorous eyes and you smiled--smiled", "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "\"Never mind about that, Lightnin',\" he said, mechanically opening the\ndoor for Millie, who, seeing that they were ignoring her, tripped in", "Instead of a railroad employee, or the sheriff, it was only Lightnin'\nBill Jones who stood there, leaning idly against the doorframe, his", "\"At your old tricks, Lightnin'? You bet I can lend you two dollars! You\nsure that's all you want?\" Marvin laughed, taking the money from his\npocket.", "\"Look here, Lightnin',\" he said, as he cleared the table, \"you seem to\nhave something on your mind. How are things going up at your place?\nAnybody at home know that you are here?\"" ], [ "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "\"This is Lightnin' Bill Jones, Mr. Harper. This is the gentleman I sold\nthat timber to, Bill.\" The two men acknowledged the introduction.", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "Instead of a railroad employee, or the sheriff, it was only Lightnin'\nBill Jones who stood there, leaning idly against the doorframe, his", "\"What you going to do, Lightnin'?\" asked Harper, while his wife beamed\nat the two odd old souls.\n\n\"What _you_ going to do?\" was Bill's evasive answer.", "His words brought his wife to his side instantly, her eyes blazing.\n\"Bill Jones,\" she cried, \"you just be quiet! What in the world's the", "And when you met Bill Jones you agreed with the postmaster. You looked\ninto Lightnin's twinkling, shrewdly humorous eyes and you smiled--smiled", "much! This Hammond person had called him, Bill Jones, a liar! In\nLightnin's code, shrunken and old though he was, there could be but one", "stood in front of Bill. \"Don't you approve, Lightnin'?\" he asked,\npleasantly. \"She's dressed in the height of fashion.\"", "\"Look here, Lightnin',\" he said, as he cleared the table, \"you seem to\nhave something on your mind. How are things going up at your place?\nAnybody at home know that you are here?\"", "Jones or Bill had asked for help, but because she knew how difficult was\ntheir living during the long winter months when their only source of\nincome was Bill's pension and the few mountain people who dropped in", "Jones's or of anybody else's could make Bill forget his pal. Zeb was\nalways sure of a meal, or a drink and a cigar, provided Lightnin' could", "His wife sat up. \"Bill Jones,\" she said, \"you been drinking again down\nto town, that's what I think!\"", "the desk with a bundle of letters stuffed in his pocket. \"Why, that's\nLightnin' Bill Jones! We call him Lightnin' because he ain't. Nature", "chief occupations of nearly every one in the Hotel Calivada--searching\nfor Lightnin' Bill Jones, whose persistent faculty of being absent when\nmost wanted was fast assuming the dimensions of a public aggravation.", "\"All right,\" Bill said, getting up from the chair. Display of affection\nalways embarrassed him. His attitude amused and at the same time hurt\nMrs. Jones, so she changed her subject to one that she felt might\ninterest him.", "company or of what payment had been promised to Mrs. Jones. A great\nlight flashed on Marvin--obviously Bill Jones had not been altogether\nwasting his time during his prolonged disappearance! Hammond, beginning", "Bill gaped at her in surprise.\n\n\"Yes,\" he said, slowly walking to her. Mrs. Jones saw his hesitation,\nand, realizing the humor of the situation, laughed heartily.", "As Bill reached the desk and lifted the top, another gray-haired old\nman, possibly the same age as Lightnin', though larger and huskier in" ], [ "And when you met Bill Jones you agreed with the postmaster. You looked\ninto Lightnin's twinkling, shrewdly humorous eyes and you smiled--smiled", "\"Is that so?\" asked Bill, nonchalantly. Drawing a letter from his\npocket, he handed it to the clerk. \"Well, here they are!\" he said.\n\nPeters opened the letter and read it.", "that he was going for the mail. When noon came and Bill did not turn up,\nMrs. Jones's anxiety reached fever pitch, and she sought Millie in the", "Bill Jones had entered the lobby unobserved by the pair and was leaning\nover the desk idly, looking at his new guest with kindly interest.\nTownsend introduced Bill, and Mrs. Davis, with Lem's assistance, rose\nand took up a pen.", "Townsend replied in the affirmative. Bill smiled sadly and, glancing at\nMrs. Jones, who was crying as if her heart would break, he went on,\n\"Well, I can prove them for her.\"", "Suddenly Mrs. Jones's mind recurred to the day of the month. Her\ncontempt gave place to anxiety and she stepped close to her husband and\nlooked into his face again. \"Bill, was there a letter for you?\" she\nasked.", "It was of this Bill was thinking as he went along. He had been sent to\nget the mail and to meet the morning train from San Francisco for the", "The dapper Peters was left alone at his desk, but not for long. In a\nfew minutes the street door opened and Bill Jones, with a certain air", "\"All right,\" Bill said, getting up from the chair. Display of affection\nalways embarrassed him. His attitude amused and at the same time hurt\nMrs. Jones, so she changed her subject to one that she felt might\ninterest him.", "\"The mail?\" There was contempt in his wife's question and in the answer\nshe gave to it. \"The mail came at ten o'clock.\"\n\n\"I got it, didn't I?\" Bill registered another cheerful quip.", "Mrs. Jones and Millie gasped. Bill, however, having spoken at\nconsiderable length for him, merely reached for his eternal bag of\ntobacco and paper and idly rolled himself a cigarette.", "Bill gaped at her in surprise.\n\n\"Yes,\" he said, slowly walking to her. Mrs. Jones saw his hesitation,\nand, realizing the humor of the situation, laughed heartily.", "Jones or Bill had asked for help, but because she knew how difficult was\ntheir living during the long winter months when their only source of\nincome was Bill's pension and the few mountain people who dropped in", "In the morning Bill Jones was up and about unwontedly early. He got\nhimself some breakfast, then went to the little desk where the few", "\"Why, Bill!\" Mrs. Jones exclaimed, sharply. \"I told him no such thing!\nAn' I ain't so sure but what I ain't goin' to take his advice!\"", "name. It was for this reason that Hammond and Thomas put themselves at\nMrs. Jones's service and did everything in their power to discover\nBill's whereabouts. It was several weeks before they traced him to", "His wife sat up. \"Bill Jones,\" she said, \"you been drinking again down\nto town, that's what I think!\"", "Hammond, who had been busy going over the register all this while, now\ncame from behind the desk and walked toward Bill. \"Now look here, Mr.\nJones--\"", "Bill did not hear him. He was gazing at Mrs. Jones, an old tenderness\nin his eyes, a bitter longing in his heart. Drifting, living only for", "Townsend answered him. \"Proper service was given, if the defendant could\nnot be located.\" To Bill he addressed the next question, \"Is that what\nyou asked about?\"" ], [ "As Blodgett looked around, the door of the court-room opened gently and\nBill Jones, clad in a Civil War veteran's uniform, faded from the sun,", "\"I want to hear about some of your experiences in the Civil War,\" Thomas\nurged. \"Why, I have heard that you were in most of the big battles!\"", "beings. Besides, we gotter look at it from a business point o' view--as\nLincoln said to me about the Civil War. I was a business man once an'--\"", "Harper, examining it, saw that it was a government check. \"Oh, a pension\ncheck! So you were in the war?\"\n\n\"First man to enlist!\"", "with the purpose of persuading Bill to return with him to the city. But\nwhen he saw how comfortable Bill was there in the hillside country,\nsurrounded by the old veterans who vied with one another in recounting", "about them battles. Ye know Grant 'd never won the battle of Lookout\nMountain if it hadn't been for me--\"", "\"Hello, Lem! Come an' set down,\" called Bill, calmly interrupting the\nabove flow of words and addressing a tall, rather impressive and\ndistinguished-looking man of about forty who had come up the veranda\nsteps.", "Sacramento and from there to the veterans' home at Yountville. By this\ntime Mrs. Jones was quite beside herself, for, in spite of Bill's", "killing Indians. Did he ever tell you about the duel I fought with\nSettin' Bull?\"", "Bill glanced at his smiling questioner with an odd look. With great\ndeliberation he bit off the end of the cigar. \"I was in all them battles", "had taken a long journey from the Soldiers' Home, on his own account and\nat his own expense, to testify in my case. When, without warning, this", "LIGHTNIN', IN HIS FADED G. A. R. UNIFORM ... LISTENED ATTENTIVELY", "[Illustration: LIGHTNIN', IN HIS FADED G. A. R. UNIFORM ... LISTENED\nATTENTIVELY]", "Mrs. Jones composed herself and began planning. \"When his pension comes,\nyou must take him to town and buy him some new clothes. Them others we\ngot before didn't fit a bit good.\"", "ambitious young fellow and the easy-going, humorous old man. They\nconfided in each other a great deal, and--well, like Mrs. Jones and", "\"I was a spy once--with Buffalo Bill,\" said Lightnin', conversationally.\nHe stared interestedly at Harper. \"Friend of yours, John?\"", "Then seeing a chance for romance, he added, \"I'm an Indian-fighter.\"\n\n\"Is that so?\" Blodgett drew out his answer in an accent that spoke of\ndisbelief.", "\"Oh, Bill's out there telling his experiences as a lawyer,\" Harper\nlaughed, and Mrs. Jones joined him, happy to know that Bill was back,\nthe same lovable old boaster as before.", "a San Francisco lawyer. Presumably on a vacation, Thomas had chanced to\nspend a week at the Jones place the previous summer. Millie had told him", "Thomas had just come in from the veranda, where he had begged to be\nexcused from accompanying two prospective widows on a walk to see the" ], [ "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "thinks any the less of him for that! Bill's got a way with him, an' he\nkin tell some mighty good yarns. Lightnin's all right!\"", "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "\"This is Lightnin' Bill Jones, Mr. Harper. This is the gentleman I sold\nthat timber to, Bill.\" The two men acknowledged the introduction.", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "\"Well, Lightnin',\" Marvin exclaimed, \"how did you get here and what in\nthe world have you come for?\"\n\n\"Yer case ain't over yet, is it?\"", "\"Well,\" said Bill, looking up shrewdly, \"this here Thomas has shown his\nhand--an' we gotter admit, John, that he plays a mighty smooth an' slick", "\"Oh, I'm not so kind as you think!\" He laughed, an honest humor rising\nto infrequent expression. \"I've got to see Lightnin' myself before I go.\nHe hasn't signed the deed yet, and--\"", "\"I was a spy once--with Buffalo Bill,\" said Lightnin', conversationally.\nHe stared interestedly at Harper. \"Friend of yours, John?\"", "didn't give no speed to Bill. No, sir, far as I know, Lightnin' 'ain't\nnever done a day's work in his life--but there ain't none of us ever", "And when you met Bill Jones you agreed with the postmaster. You looked\ninto Lightnin's twinkling, shrewdly humorous eyes and you smiled--smiled", "\"I'm afraid not.\"\n\n\"Then I guess you're the only man what 'ain't!\" said Bill, emphatically,\nand gazing at the ceiling and thoroughly enjoying the fact that he was\nthe subject of the conversation.", "\"What's the idee, Lightnin'?\" he rumbled, puffing at the frayed remains\nof a cigar.\n\nWith a gesture of calm triumph Bill pointed to the flask on the desk.", "\"I always do that,\" said Bill, as he complied. Then he held the check up\nto the light, pointing to the signatures on its face. \"See all them\nnames,\" he asked, \"Secretary of the Treasury, and all of 'em?\"", "the desk with a bundle of letters stuffed in his pocket. \"Why, that's\nLightnin' Bill Jones! We call him Lightnin' because he ain't. Nature", "\"What you going to do, Lightnin'?\" asked Harper, while his wife beamed\nat the two odd old souls.\n\n\"What _you_ going to do?\" was Bill's evasive answer.", "stood in front of Bill. \"Don't you approve, Lightnin'?\" he asked,\npleasantly. \"She's dressed in the height of fashion.\"", "LIGHTNIN'\n\n BY FRANK BACON", "\"I'll come--don't worry, Lightnin',\" said Marvin. \"Better go now, Bill;\nyou've got a long walk ahead of you, you know.\"", "much! This Hammond person had called him, Bill Jones, a liar! In\nLightnin's code, shrunken and old though he was, there could be but one" ], [ "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "\"This is Lightnin' Bill Jones, Mr. Harper. This is the gentleman I sold\nthat timber to, Bill.\" The two men acknowledged the introduction.", "thinks any the less of him for that! Bill's got a way with him, an' he\nkin tell some mighty good yarns. Lightnin's all right!\"", "\"I was a spy once--with Buffalo Bill,\" said Lightnin', conversationally.\nHe stared interestedly at Harper. \"Friend of yours, John?\"", "\"What's the idee, Lightnin'?\" he rumbled, puffing at the frayed remains\nof a cigar.\n\nWith a gesture of calm triumph Bill pointed to the flask on the desk.", "\"What you going to do, Lightnin'?\" asked Harper, while his wife beamed\nat the two odd old souls.\n\n\"What _you_ going to do?\" was Bill's evasive answer.", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "And when you met Bill Jones you agreed with the postmaster. You looked\ninto Lightnin's twinkling, shrewdly humorous eyes and you smiled--smiled", "stood in front of Bill. \"Don't you approve, Lightnin'?\" he asked,\npleasantly. \"She's dressed in the height of fashion.\"", "Marvin, his arm about Bill's shoulders, leaned over him, guiding him\ngently to the attorneys' table. \"Well, Lightnin',\" he questioned, in an\nindulgent voice, \"how did you happen to show up here?\"", "\"Oh, I'm not so kind as you think!\" He laughed, an honest humor rising\nto infrequent expression. \"I've got to see Lightnin' myself before I go.\nHe hasn't signed the deed yet, and--\"", "\"Well, Lightnin',\" Marvin exclaimed, \"how did you get here and what in\nthe world have you come for?\"\n\n\"Yer case ain't over yet, is it?\"", "Marvin swung around. Much as he wanted to see Lightnin' to-day, he\nwished, just then, that Bill could have seen fit to delay his appearance", "Bill merely glanced at her and went on rolling his cigarette. Thomas had\ngiven Bill a keen, puzzled look; but no one could ever tell from\nLightnin's expression whether or not any special meaning lay back of\nhis words.", "didn't give no speed to Bill. No, sir, far as I know, Lightnin' 'ain't\nnever done a day's work in his life--but there ain't none of us ever", "much! This Hammond person had called him, Bill Jones, a liar! In\nLightnin's code, shrunken and old though he was, there could be but one", "exclaimed. \"I might have known--it's right in line with what we just\nheard about you! Well, he don't need none o' your advice--you just leave\nBill alone!\"", "\"Look here, Lightnin',\" he said, as he cleared the table, \"you seem to\nhave something on your mind. How are things going up at your place?\nAnybody at home know that you are here?\"", "\"Oh, Bill's out there telling his experiences as a lawyer,\" Harper\nlaughed, and Mrs. Jones joined him, happy to know that Bill was back,\nthe same lovable old boaster as before." ], [ "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "\"Look here, Lightnin',\" he said, as he cleared the table, \"you seem to\nhave something on your mind. How are things going up at your place?\nAnybody at home know that you are here?\"", "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "Instead of a railroad employee, or the sheriff, it was only Lightnin'\nBill Jones who stood there, leaning idly against the doorframe, his", "\"What you going to do, Lightnin'?\" asked Harper, while his wife beamed\nat the two odd old souls.\n\n\"What _you_ going to do?\" was Bill's evasive answer.", "stood in front of Bill. \"Don't you approve, Lightnin'?\" he asked,\npleasantly. \"She's dressed in the height of fashion.\"", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "Bill merely glanced at her and went on rolling his cigarette. Thomas had\ngiven Bill a keen, puzzled look; but no one could ever tell from\nLightnin's expression whether or not any special meaning lay back of\nhis words.", "perhaps, but up to the present she had always consulted Bill's wishes\nand sought his advice. Their adopted daughter, Millie, a pretty,", "Marvin swung around. Much as he wanted to see Lightnin' to-day, he\nwished, just then, that Bill could have seen fit to delay his appearance", "chief occupations of nearly every one in the Hotel Calivada--searching\nfor Lightnin' Bill Jones, whose persistent faculty of being absent when\nmost wanted was fast assuming the dimensions of a public aggravation.", "\"Never mind about that, Lightnin',\" he said, mechanically opening the\ndoor for Millie, who, seeing that they were ignoring her, tripped in", "\"I'll come--don't worry, Lightnin',\" said Marvin. \"Better go now, Bill;\nyou've got a long walk ahead of you, you know.\"", "\"Well, Lightnin',\" Marvin exclaimed, \"how did you get here and what in\nthe world have you come for?\"\n\n\"Yer case ain't over yet, is it?\"", "\"Just takin' a look at town,\" Bill drawled. \"Just takin' a look.\" He\nsettled himself comfortably in his chair and rolled a cigarette.", "But that had been a dreary and lonely winter for Bill and his wife.\nMillie's pretty face and youthful ways had been missed sorely; the girl", "\"Gosh! You mean it, Lightnin'?\" Zeb showed almost human delight and\nanticipation. \"But for why? You had a row with your old woman?\"", "Bill ignored the last question, keeping a slanting eye on Blodgett.\n\"Your wife's up-stairs,\" he whispered, with a nod toward the Nevada\nup-stairs hallway.", "\"Hello, Lightnin'!\" he exclaimed. \"I'm mighty glad to see you. What do\nyou mean by staying away from me all this time? And you were so quiet\nand mysterious outside there that we thought some one was spying on us!\"", "\"Oh, I'm not so kind as you think!\" He laughed, an honest humor rising\nto infrequent expression. \"I've got to see Lightnin' myself before I go.\nHe hasn't signed the deed yet, and--\"" ], [ "the hotel to-morrow as soon as I can get away from here! You're not\ngoing to sign that deed, are you, Lightnin'?\"", "\"Oh, I'm not so kind as you think!\" He laughed, an honest humor rising\nto infrequent expression. \"I've got to see Lightnin' myself before I go.\nHe hasn't signed the deed yet, and--\"", "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "\"Everything!\" said Marvin, readily. \"Rest easy, Mr. Harper--you'll never\nfind a better friend, nor a more trustworthy one, than Lightnin'. But,\nsurely, you have heard of his hotel, haven't you?\"", "ran into Marvin, who had returned to the hotel in the hope of seeing\nBill and giving him the full reason for his not being a party to the\nsale of the place. The lights in the lobby were turned low and he had", "chief occupations of nearly every one in the Hotel Calivada--searching\nfor Lightnin' Bill Jones, whose persistent faculty of being absent when\nmost wanted was fast assuming the dimensions of a public aggravation.", "Instead of a railroad employee, or the sheriff, it was only Lightnin'\nBill Jones who stood there, leaning idly against the doorframe, his", "\"This is Lightnin' Bill Jones, Mr. Harper. This is the gentleman I sold\nthat timber to, Bill.\" The two men acknowledged the introduction.", "\"What's the idee, Lightnin'?\" he rumbled, puffing at the frayed remains\nof a cigar.\n\nWith a gesture of calm triumph Bill pointed to the flask on the desk.", "\"Exactly,\" said Marvin, dryly. \"And I presume that when Mr. Thomas\narrived he suggested that you let him persuade the railroad to buy this\nplace and erect the new hotel here, instead of next door!\"", "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "stood in front of Bill. \"Don't you approve, Lightnin'?\" he asked,\npleasantly. \"She's dressed in the height of fashion.\"", "A few minutes after Lightnin' disappeared down the trail, headed for the\nlocal telegraph-office, John Marvin approached the hotel from the", "\"What you going to do, Lightnin'?\" asked Harper, while his wife beamed\nat the two odd old souls.\n\n\"What _you_ going to do?\" was Bill's evasive answer.", "oughter have more sense! He's been tellin' them that this here hotel\nidea won't pay for long, an' that he's willin' to buy the place at once", "\"I--I don't think Bill would like to sell,\" she replied, doubtfully.\n\"Would you, Bill?\"\n\nHer husband made no reply. He sat gazing straight ahead, his eyes half\nshut as usual.", "objection when Marvin slipped from his place among the witnesses and\ndropped into his former chair directly behind Bill. Looking up at\nTownsend, Lightnin' resumed:", "himself, Bill naturally was drawn into the vortex of work and\npreparation necessary to turning his home into the Calivada Hotel. The\nperiod of change was a nightmare to Bill, the only leaven in his misery", "Marvin swung around. Much as he wanted to see Lightnin' to-day, he\nwished, just then, that Bill could have seen fit to delay his appearance", "town. This was his usual habit, for, like a good many lonely souls, Bill\nwas also a social one. People liked to buy Bill drinks and cigars in the" ], [ "Marvin, his arm about Bill's shoulders, leaned over him, guiding him\ngently to the attorneys' table. \"Well, Lightnin',\" he questioned, in an\nindulgent voice, \"how did you happen to show up here?\"", "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "objection when Marvin slipped from his place among the witnesses and\ndropped into his former chair directly behind Bill. Looking up at\nTownsend, Lightnin' resumed:", "\"Well, Lightnin',\" Marvin exclaimed, \"how did you get here and what in\nthe world have you come for?\"\n\n\"Yer case ain't over yet, is it?\"", "Marvin, happy to see the old Lightnin' behind the boast, smiled, asking\nhim, \"How did you know the trial was to-day?\"", "\"What was that, Lightnin'?\"\n\n\"That if they goes to court, I'll come an' be a witness. I can swear\nthem trees was cut when you sold the property, an' I'll--\"", "Instead of a railroad employee, or the sheriff, it was only Lightnin'\nBill Jones who stood there, leaning idly against the doorframe, his", "\"This is Lightnin' Bill Jones, Mr. Harper. This is the gentleman I sold\nthat timber to, Bill.\" The two men acknowledged the introduction.", "Then, unexpectedly, Lightnin' solved the problem. Getting to his feet,\nhe stood quietly before the bench, looking up at Townsend with an odd\nexcitement in his eyes.", "Every eye in the court-room was on Bill. There was even a cheer, which\nthe judge, half out of his chair, failed to reprove. Townsend knew that", "Marvin, knowing that Bill was inadequate to the test placed upon him,\ncame quickly to the rescue. Standing in front of the judge, he", "\"He's just _helping me_, Millie,\" said Marvin, grinning at Bill. \"Thanks\nfor the tip, Lightnin', but I wanted to see you particularly to-day, so\nI--\"", "And when you met Bill Jones you agreed with the postmaster. You looked\ninto Lightnin's twinkling, shrewdly humorous eyes and you smiled--smiled", "just took it for granted that Bill would turn to him in the dilemma and\nso he took the case in his hands. \"I am counsel for the defendant, your", "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "stood in front of Bill. \"Don't you approve, Lightnin'?\" he asked,\npleasantly. \"She's dressed in the height of fashion.\"", "Bill, who was facing him, and who had not taken his eyes from him, burst\ninto a loud laugh, the whole court-room, even to the judge, following", "\"You can prove them?\" Townsend asked, in surprise.\n\n\"Oh yes,\" said Bill, with a flash of humor. \"I used to be a judge.\"", "\"I'll come--don't worry, Lightnin',\" said Marvin. \"Better go now, Bill;\nyou've got a long walk ahead of you, you know.\"" ], [ "Marvin, his arm about Bill's shoulders, leaned over him, guiding him\ngently to the attorneys' table. \"Well, Lightnin',\" he questioned, in an\nindulgent voice, \"how did you happen to show up here?\"", "\"Well, Lightnin',\" Marvin exclaimed, \"how did you get here and what in\nthe world have you come for?\"\n\n\"Yer case ain't over yet, is it?\"", "Marvin, knowing that Bill was inadequate to the test placed upon him,\ncame quickly to the rescue. Standing in front of the judge, he", "Late that afternoon John Marvin and Bill Jones came out of the Reno\ncourt-house together and sauntered down the street. There was a gleam of", "objection when Marvin slipped from his place among the witnesses and\ndropped into his former chair directly behind Bill. Looking up at\nTownsend, Lightnin' resumed:", "Marvin, happy to see the old Lightnin' behind the boast, smiled, asking\nhim, \"How did you know the trial was to-day?\"", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "that John Marvin had not put in an appearance. When the sheriff had\nfinished opening court he arose from his place at the lawyers' table,\nfor he knew that the case of the railroad against John Marvin was the", "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "\"But I haven't got to prove when those trees were cut,\" said Marvin.\n\n\"I know it,\" Bill responded; then, catching the smiling doubt in the\nother's eyes, he added, \"I was a lawyer once.\"", "Marvin looked at him and laughed, answering the clerk. \"I've got\nbusiness in this court. I'm John Marvin and I'm appearing in the case", "Before Marvin could answer him, Bill was out of his seat, replying for\nhim, \"Yes, sir, he is my lawyer.\"", "\"I'll come--don't worry, Lightnin',\" said Marvin. \"Better go now, Bill;\nyou've got a long walk ahead of you, you know.\"", "Bill had guessing was John Marvin, a young man who owned a tract of land\nand a cabin a few miles down the trail. Marvin had a lot on his mind,", "\"He's just _helping me_, Millie,\" said Marvin, grinning at Bill. \"Thanks\nfor the tip, Lightnin', but I wanted to see you particularly to-day, so\nI--\"", "Having fulfilled Marvin's intention, Bill took his seat again and the\ncross-examination was resumed.", "brought a ray of expectancy to Bill, and he jumped as he was brought out\nof his reverie by Marvin's perplexed whisper: \"Jones _versus_ Jones. By", "Marvin, however, did not seem to be worried. He faced Blodgett with an\namused smile and pointed to the floor, where an uncovered space left\nbetween two rugs indicated the now famous state line.", "\"I heard him tellin' all about it to Marvin, the boy what sold him that\ntimber up yonder. I knocked,\" Bill explained, whimsically, \"but they", "With a laugh, Marvin shut the door. \"It's all right,\" he said, winking\nat Harper. Smiling, he went up to Bill and swung him around to face him." ], [ "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "Every eye in the court-room was on Bill. There was even a cheer, which\nthe judge, half out of his chair, failed to reprove. Townsend knew that", "Then, unexpectedly, Lightnin' solved the problem. Getting to his feet,\nhe stood quietly before the bench, looking up at Townsend with an odd\nexcitement in his eyes.", "objection when Marvin slipped from his place among the witnesses and\ndropped into his former chair directly behind Bill. Looking up at\nTownsend, Lightnin' resumed:", "Marvin, his arm about Bill's shoulders, leaned over him, guiding him\ngently to the attorneys' table. \"Well, Lightnin',\" he questioned, in an\nindulgent voice, \"how did you happen to show up here?\"", "Bill, who was facing him, and who had not taken his eyes from him, burst\ninto a loud laugh, the whole court-room, even to the judge, following", "\"Well, Lightnin',\" Marvin exclaimed, \"how did you get here and what in\nthe world have you come for?\"\n\n\"Yer case ain't over yet, is it?\"", "Marvin, happy to see the old Lightnin' behind the boast, smiled, asking\nhim, \"How did you know the trial was to-day?\"", "\"What was that, Lightnin'?\"\n\n\"That if they goes to court, I'll come an' be a witness. I can swear\nthem trees was cut when you sold the property, an' I'll--\"", "\"What's the idee, Lightnin'?\" he rumbled, puffing at the frayed remains\nof a cigar.\n\nWith a gesture of calm triumph Bill pointed to the flask on the desk.", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "\"Nothin' particular,\" he answered, softly. \"'Cept that maybe Bill Jones\nain't called Lightnin' for nothin'.\"", "Instead of a railroad employee, or the sheriff, it was only Lightnin'\nBill Jones who stood there, leaning idly against the doorframe, his", "\"Oh, I'm not so kind as you think!\" He laughed, an honest humor rising\nto infrequent expression. \"I've got to see Lightnin' myself before I go.\nHe hasn't signed the deed yet, and--\"", "thinks any the less of him for that! Bill's got a way with him, an' he\nkin tell some mighty good yarns. Lightnin's all right!\"", "\"This is Lightnin' Bill Jones, Mr. Harper. This is the gentleman I sold\nthat timber to, Bill.\" The two men acknowledged the introduction.", "stood in front of Bill. \"Don't you approve, Lightnin'?\" he asked,\npleasantly. \"She's dressed in the height of fashion.\"", "And when you met Bill Jones you agreed with the postmaster. You looked\ninto Lightnin's twinkling, shrewdly humorous eyes and you smiled--smiled", "Lightnin's fistic intent. However, the order of his court must be\nobserved and he signed to Blodgett, who raised his gavel. Before it was", "\"You can prove them?\" Townsend asked, in surprise.\n\n\"Oh yes,\" said Bill, with a flash of humor. \"I used to be a judge.\"" ], [ "And when you met Bill Jones you agreed with the postmaster. You looked\ninto Lightnin's twinkling, shrewdly humorous eyes and you smiled--smiled", "\"The mail?\" There was contempt in his wife's question and in the answer\nshe gave to it. \"The mail came at ten o'clock.\"\n\n\"I got it, didn't I?\" Bill registered another cheerful quip.", "\"Is that so?\" asked Bill, nonchalantly. Drawing a letter from his\npocket, he handed it to the clerk. \"Well, here they are!\" he said.\n\nPeters opened the letter and read it.", "It was of this Bill was thinking as he went along. He had been sent to\nget the mail and to meet the morning train from San Francisco for the", "you been doin'?\" The sarcasm in the glance which pierced Bill's shifting\ngaze did not pierce his good humor. He continued to chirp. \"I got the\nmail.\"", "\"I always do that,\" said Bill, as he complied. Then he held the check up\nto the light, pointing to the signatures on its face. \"See all them\nnames,\" he asked, \"Secretary of the Treasury, and all of 'em?\"", "\"Just takin' a look at town,\" Bill drawled. \"Just takin' a look.\" He\nsettled himself comfortably in his chair and rolled a cigarette.", "\"That belongs to Mr. Harper,\" was Bill's ready excuse, given in the\nmonotone which invariably masked a world of guilt. Seeing the doubt in", "the desk with a bundle of letters stuffed in his pocket. \"Why, that's\nLightnin' Bill Jones! We call him Lightnin' because he ain't. Nature", "town. This was his usual habit, for, like a good many lonely souls, Bill\nwas also a social one. People liked to buy Bill drinks and cigars in the", "And having characteristically decided to do it to-morrow, Bill continued\nhis morning stroll toward the post-office.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER III", "\"I heard him tellin' all about it to Marvin, the boy what sold him that\ntimber up yonder. I knocked,\" Bill explained, whimsically, \"but they", "name. It was for this reason that Hammond and Thomas put themselves at\nMrs. Jones's service and did everything in their power to discover\nBill's whereabouts. It was several weeks before they traced him to", "an' hire the maids for you, an' things like that.\" Then Bill suddenly\nstopped, hugely enjoying the mystification of his two listeners.", "that he was going for the mail. When noon came and Bill did not turn up,\nMrs. Jones's anxiety reached fever pitch, and she sought Millie in the", "\"Because I never did!\"\n\nBill smiled at him and said, in his slow, gentle monotone:", "\"I'm afraid not.\"\n\n\"Then I guess you're the only man what 'ain't!\" said Bill, emphatically,\nand gazing at the ceiling and thoroughly enjoying the fact that he was\nthe subject of the conversation.", "\"I been workin',\" Bill chirped, as he placed the last letter in its box\nand went toward the dining-room door.", "\"I guess so,\" replied Bill, pausing directly in front of Hammond and\ngazing up at him with a calm, shrewd light in his half-shut eyes. \"He\nseems to stick around pretty close.\"", "his name at the end of it. Then he called to Bill, \"Did you tell your\nwife we were waiting for her?\"" ], [ "But Bill was unabashed. \"I got him to promise he would come over here\nand see you.\" Bill had done no such thing, but the one flaw to a perfect", "Bill glanced quickly at him and smiled. \"I ain't never forgotten nothin'\nsince I was four years old.\"", "Bill glanced at his smiling questioner with an odd look. With great\ndeliberation he bit off the end of the cigar. \"I was in all them battles", "Marvin watched him, asking, \"Did you tell her you were in the Soldiers'\nHome?\"\n\n\"No.\" Bill's voice was devoid of inflection.", "Before Marvin could answer him, Bill was out of his seat, replying for\nhim, \"Yes, sir, he is my lawyer.\"", "\"Because I never did!\"\n\nBill smiled at him and said, in his slow, gentle monotone:", "\"You can prove them?\" Townsend asked, in surprise.\n\n\"Oh yes,\" said Bill, with a flash of humor. \"I used to be a judge.\"", "\"Sure I did,\" said Bill, untouched by any thought of having done what\nwas not right. \"It was a tough job after the way you treated him,\" he", "Out of the corner of his eyes Blodgett was watching Bill. \"Yes, I knew\nhim well,\" said the sheriff, gruffly.", "\"Oh, Bill's out there telling his experiences as a lawyer,\" Harper\nlaughed, and Mrs. Jones joined him, happy to know that Bill was back,\nthe same lovable old boaster as before.", "with the purpose of persuading Bill to return with him to the city. But\nwhen he saw how comfortable Bill was there in the hillside country,\nsurrounded by the old veterans who vied with one another in recounting", "\"Me?\" Bill glanced around as if he were half awake and leaned far\nforward in his chair, putting his hand to his ear and straining to catch\nevery word as the clerk read the complaint:", "\"Sure. All but two,\" said Bill, taking a long pull at the cigar. \"I was\nin Washington on private business when them two was goin' on. I was\ngreatly disappointed.\"", "\"I'm afraid not.\"\n\n\"Then I guess you're the only man what 'ain't!\" said Bill, emphatically,\nand gazing at the ceiling and thoroughly enjoying the fact that he was\nthe subject of the conversation.", "Bill leaned closer to Blodgett and looked squarely into his eyes, which\nshowed the same doubt as his own. \"I learned him all he knew about", "His severity did not touch Bill. His sense of humor, always close to the\nsurface, asserted itself. A gleam that was half derision, half", "\"I guess so,\" replied Bill, pausing directly in front of Hammond and\ngazing up at him with a calm, shrewd light in his half-shut eyes. \"He\nseems to stick around pretty close.\"", "\"But I haven't got to prove when those trees were cut,\" said Marvin.\n\n\"I know it,\" Bill responded; then, catching the smiling doubt in the\nother's eyes, he added, \"I was a lawyer once.\"", "\"All right,\" Bill said, getting up from the chair. Display of affection\nalways embarrassed him. His attitude amused and at the same time hurt\nMrs. Jones, so she changed her subject to one that she felt might\ninterest him.", "and Bill knew it. Characteristically, he had evaded the issue for\nseveral years, content to let each day take care of itself as best it\ncould, but now matters were reaching a crisis and circumstances were" ], [ "knowledge on other counts, Bill did not fathom the real reason behind\nhis wife's action for divorce. Plainly he thought she really wanted a", "truthful ground for the divorce--that of failure to provide. Even that\nMrs. Jones felt was beside the truth, for although Bill had never\nexerted himself needlessly, he had performed the chores, gone after the", "name to the petition which asked for a divorce from Bill Jones without\nso much as giving the document a thorough reading. Whatever Thomas\nproposed was to her, by the very fact of its being his idea, a thing", "These things, known to the latter, destroyed his composure and made the\nlapse between the filing of Mrs. Jones's divorce suit and the", "\"All right,\" Bill said, getting up from the chair. Display of affection\nalways embarrassed him. His attitude amused and at the same time hurt\nMrs. Jones, so she changed her subject to one that she felt might\ninterest him.", "Forgetting that there was such a place as a court-room, or that he was\ndefending a divorce suit against Bill Jones, all he saw was the scorn in", "divorce had been that it would bring about the sale of the property and\nthat Mrs. Jones would thereby have sufficient money with which to find\nBill, which would mean happiness for the three of them. Had Thomas not", "action for divorce was called, I knew it was a conspiracy.\" The\ninjustice accorded Bill drew Marvin from himself again. Pointing at\nHammond and Thomas, he raised his voice. \"I knew that these two", "If there was one method of bringing Bill to a realization of his\nshortcomings, it was the knowledge that he had brought his wife to\ntears. No matter what the occasion, through the years of his many", "wife had cause for anger against him he now, for the first time, fully\nrealized. But he was bewildered, and when Bill was bewildered it was his\nhabit to seek enlightenment.", "\"I--I don't know,\" said his wife, uncertainly. \"I hear some of them\ndivorcers is--is--\"", "Marvin nodded with half-closed eyes at Hammond and smiled reassuringly\nat Bill. \"You also said he was cruel to his wife?\"\n\nHammond nodded.\n\n\"In what way?\"", "Bill did not hear him. He was gazing at Mrs. Jones, an old tenderness\nin his eyes, a bitter longing in his heart. Drifting, living only for", "Townsend ordered the clerk to repeat that part of the complaint wherein\nthe grounds for the suit were mentioned. The clerk repeated, \"Failure to\nprovide, habitual intoxication, and intolerable cruelty.\"", "provide and cruelty. In all honesty you know that not one of these is\nthe real reason that Mrs. Jones has asked for a divorce, don't you?\"", "His words brought his wife to his side instantly, her eyes blazing.\n\"Bill Jones,\" she cried, \"you just be quiet! What in the world's the", "Her attempt to make love to Bill was not meeting with the success she\nhad hoped, but she was bound to make up to him for all the sorrow of the\nlast few months, and so she did not notice his apparent indifference.", "\"Is either o' you ladies gettin' a divorce?\" he inquired, in a helpful\ntone, his question including the indignant maid. \"'Cause, if you are,\"", "once and took advantage of it. \"Now, Miss Buckley,\" he argued, \"the\ncomplaint asks for a divorce on the grounds of drunkenness, failure to", "\"The mail?\" There was contempt in his wife's question and in the answer\nshe gave to it. \"The mail came at ten o'clock.\"\n\n\"I got it, didn't I?\" Bill registered another cheerful quip." ], [ "\"Oh, he told me so many,\" was the impatient reply, \"I can't recall them.\nOh yes,\" after a pause, \"he said he drove a swarm of bees across the\nplains in the dead of winter.\"", "\"I know all about 'em. I used to be in the bee business. Drove a swarm\nof bees across the plains in the dead of winter once. And never lost a\nbee. Got stung twice.\"", "\"Just takin' a look at town,\" Bill drawled. \"Just takin' a look.\" He\nsettled himself comfortably in his chair and rolled a cigarette.", "decided that the only way to handle Bill was to ride over him\nrough-shod. \"Have you signed that deed?\" he repeated, loudly.", "\"He was standin' when I shot him,\" grinned Bill. \"I never took advantage\nof nobody, not even an Indian.\"", "\"I'm afraid not.\"\n\n\"Then I guess you're the only man what 'ain't!\" said Bill, emphatically,\nand gazing at the ceiling and thoroughly enjoying the fact that he was\nthe subject of the conversation.", "\"He's snoring in his buggy,\" Marvin whispered back, with a half-smile.\n\"Bill,\" he added, quickly, \"I've been outside and I've heard every word", "\"I guess so,\" replied Bill, pausing directly in front of Hammond and\ngazing up at him with a calm, shrewd light in his half-shut eyes. \"He\nseems to stick around pretty close.\"", "Bill did not reply at once. Not wanting Marvin to know that he and Zeb\nhad been nearly two weeks getting there, and that they had come in much", "Jones or Bill had asked for help, but because she knew how difficult was\ntheir living during the long winter months when their only source of\nincome was Bill's pension and the few mountain people who dropped in", "For once in his life Bill could prove his innocence. He was quick to\navail himself of the opportunity, and, much to her surprise, he turned\nand blew his blameless breath at her.", "Hammond answered, with a ready enthusiasm, \"Trespassing on the property\nof the Pacific Railroad Company.\"\n\nBill nodded his head and said:\n\n\"Uh, ha.\"", "She laughed. \"No, Bill, I ain't sick. I'm just thinkin'.\"\n\nBill looked straight ahead of him.", "Then suddenly, when about a mile from the house, Bill paused in the\nmiddle of the trail, chuckled, and then sat down on a fallen tree. He", "\"Because I never did!\"\n\nBill smiled at him and said, in his slow, gentle monotone:", "But that had been a dreary and lonely winter for Bill and his wife.\nMillie's pretty face and youthful ways had been missed sorely; the girl", "\"I--I don't think Bill would like to sell,\" she replied, doubtfully.\n\"Would you, Bill?\"\n\nHer husband made no reply. He sat gazing straight ahead, his eyes half\nshut as usual.", "and Bill knew it. Characteristically, he had evaded the issue for\nseveral years, content to let each day take care of itself as best it\ncould, but now matters were reaching a crisis and circumstances were", "\"Sure I did,\" said Bill, untouched by any thought of having done what\nwas not right. \"It was a tough job after the way you treated him,\" he", "Zeb looked at him dazedly. \"Just as we is? Where 're we hittin' fer?\"\n\n\"I ain't telling that just yet,\" said Bill, slowly. \"Where we are goin'\nis a secret.\"" ], [ "\"It certainly was, Bill!\" Marvin went on. \"And the new hotel is a big\nsuccess! You see, the state line runs right through the middle of the", "himself, Bill naturally was drawn into the vortex of work and\npreparation necessary to turning his home into the Calivada Hotel. The\nperiod of change was a nightmare to Bill, the only leaven in his misery", "Bill's disappearance brought quick changes to the little hotel at\nCalivada. His ready acceptance of Mrs. Jones's alternative was a", "Bill ignored the last question, keeping a slanting eye on Blodgett.\n\"Your wife's up-stairs,\" he whispered, with a nod toward the Nevada\nup-stairs hallway.", "As Bill, rolling a cigarette, meditated on this, Mrs. Harper, followed\nby her maid and still casting about like a frightened bird in search of\ncover, tiptoed into the lobby, went uncertainly to the California desk\nand took up a pen.", "was that of Bill Jones. Evidently satisfied that the coast was clear,\nBill came slowly into the lobby. Looking warily up at the stairs on\neither side, and toward the dining-room and kitchen doors, he eased", "town. This was his usual habit, for, like a good many lonely souls, Bill\nwas also a social one. People liked to buy Bill drinks and cigars in the", "ran into Marvin, who had returned to the hotel in the hope of seeing\nBill and giving him the full reason for his not being a party to the\nsale of the place. The lights in the lobby were turned low and he had", "Rapidly Marvin sketched the conception and success of the Calivada\nHotel. \"It was a real idea--\"\n\n\"It was my idea,\" put in Bill, conversationally.", "In the mean time the hotel at Calivada, true to its nature, was the\nscene of a new sensation.", "name. It was for this reason that Hammond and Thomas put themselves at\nMrs. Jones's service and did everything in their power to discover\nBill's whereabouts. It was several weeks before they traced him to", "Bill did not hear him. He was gazing at Mrs. Jones, an old tenderness\nin his eyes, a bitter longing in his heart. Drifting, living only for", "Bill went back to his chair again. Everett Hammond came into the room\nfrom the porch outside. Laying his hat on the California desk, he went\naround behind the counter and turned the pages of the register.", "\"Just takin' a look at town,\" Bill drawled. \"Just takin' a look.\" He\nsettled himself comfortably in his chair and rolled a cigarette.", "When the maid had complied Bill looked down at the register. \"Mrs.\nHarper, Truckee,\" he repeated. Then, glancing up at the surprised and", "Millie clasped her hands over her knees and went on, enthusiastically:\n\"Why, this hotel idea has turned out splendidly, you know. But a week or", "Bill, his eyes still on his wife, walked slowly to the table and sat\ndown just behind Marvin.", "In the mean time, Thomas and Hammond were quick to inaugurate a new\nregime at the hotel. Mrs. Jones and Millie remained on in the capacity", "Sacramento and from there to the veterans' home at Yountville. By this\ntime Mrs. Jones was quite beside herself, for, in spite of Bill's", "\"Exactly! Everybody knows what a woman goes to Reno for, but at Bill's\nhotel she can get a room on the Nevada side and still make her friends\nbelieve that she is at a California resort!\"" ], [ "Marvin, knowing that Bill was inadequate to the test placed upon him,\ncame quickly to the rescue. Standing in front of the judge, he", "Every eye in the court-room was on Bill. There was even a cheer, which\nthe judge, half out of his chair, failed to reprove. Townsend knew that", "\"You can prove them?\" Townsend asked, in surprise.\n\n\"Oh yes,\" said Bill, with a flash of humor. \"I used to be a judge.\"", "just took it for granted that Bill would turn to him in the dilemma and\nso he took the case in his hands. \"I am counsel for the defendant, your", "Bill, who was facing him, and who had not taken his eyes from him, burst\ninto a loud laugh, the whole court-room, even to the judge, following", "Before Marvin could answer him, Bill was out of his seat, replying for\nhim, \"Yes, sir, he is my lawyer.\"", "Now, however, the deed was done. Quickly he put an arm over Bill's\nshoulder and led him beside the witness-stand, where Hammond still sat.\nBill looked up at Townsend and smiled.", "Going to the table, Marvin took Bill by the arm, assisted him to his\nfeet and guided him into the middle of the court-room until he stood", "Bill was on his feet again and, turning to the judge, said: \"I don't\nneed no witness! I didn't know nothing about it at all until I got here,", "For once in his life Bill could prove his innocence. He was quick to\navail himself of the opportunity, and, much to her surprise, he turned\nand blew his blameless breath at her.", "refused to accompany Mrs. Jones to court, for Bill's derelictions could\nnever outweigh the knowledge that it was he who had saved her from an", "\"Oh, Bill's out there telling his experiences as a lawyer,\" Harper\nlaughed, and Mrs. Jones joined him, happy to know that Bill was back,\nthe same lovable old boaster as before.", "sympathy for the quaint old figure standing there, about to fight his\nown battle. As Bill turned to conduct his case, Blodgett took Marvin by\nthe arm.", "\"Yes,\" replied the judge. \"You made some remark after the complaint was\nread.\"\n\n\"I wasn't sure I'd got it straight,\" Bill said, looking ahead of him,\nmouth half open.", "judge--\" and here Bill for the first time in his life broke down. Tears\ncame into his eyes and he swallowed to keep them back. He hesitated and,", "Marvin, his arm about Bill's shoulders, leaned over him, guiding him\ngently to the attorneys' table. \"Well, Lightnin',\" he questioned, in an\nindulgent voice, \"how did you happen to show up here?\"", "Marvin again stood before the judge. He knew that Bill had no one to\ndefend him and he had not felt the necessity of offering himself. He", "\"Yes,\" said Millie. There had been nothing in her heart but deepest\nmisery and shame at having to testify against Bill during her", "name. It was for this reason that Hammond and Thomas put themselves at\nMrs. Jones's service and did everything in their power to discover\nBill's whereabouts. It was several weeks before they traced him to", "action for divorce was called, I knew it was a conspiracy.\" The\ninjustice accorded Bill drew Marvin from himself again. Pointing at\nHammond and Thomas, he raised his voice. \"I knew that these two" ], [ "Bill glanced at his smiling questioner with an odd look. With great\ndeliberation he bit off the end of the cigar. \"I was in all them battles", "Bill leaned closer to Blodgett and looked squarely into his eyes, which\nshowed the same doubt as his own. \"I learned him all he knew about", "\"You can prove them?\" Townsend asked, in surprise.\n\n\"Oh yes,\" said Bill, with a flash of humor. \"I used to be a judge.\"", "But Bill was unabashed. \"I got him to promise he would come over here\nand see you.\" Bill had done no such thing, but the one flaw to a perfect", "\"I guess so,\" replied Bill, pausing directly in front of Hammond and\ngazing up at him with a calm, shrewd light in his half-shut eyes. \"He\nseems to stick around pretty close.\"", "Before Marvin could answer him, Bill was out of his seat, replying for\nhim, \"Yes, sir, he is my lawyer.\"", "with the purpose of persuading Bill to return with him to the city. But\nwhen he saw how comfortable Bill was there in the hillside country,\nsurrounded by the old veterans who vied with one another in recounting", "exclaimed. \"I might have known--it's right in line with what we just\nheard about you! Well, he don't need none o' your advice--you just leave\nBill alone!\"", "and Bill knew it. Characteristically, he had evaded the issue for\nseveral years, content to let each day take care of itself as best it\ncould, but now matters were reaching a crisis and circumstances were", "must say that I have a great deal of faith in Bill. I've been a little\nout of touch with the situation lately,\" he went on, judicially, \"but", "Marvin watched him, asking, \"Did you tell her you were in the Soldiers'\nHome?\"\n\n\"No.\" Bill's voice was devoid of inflection.", "\"Sure. All but two,\" said Bill, taking a long pull at the cigar. \"I was\nin Washington on private business when them two was goin' on. I was\ngreatly disappointed.\"", "\"I always do that,\" said Bill, as he complied. Then he held the check up\nto the light, pointing to the signatures on its face. \"See all them\nnames,\" he asked, \"Secretary of the Treasury, and all of 'em?\"", "\"Sure I did,\" said Bill, untouched by any thought of having done what\nwas not right. \"It was a tough job after the way you treated him,\" he", "\"Because I never did!\"\n\nBill smiled at him and said, in his slow, gentle monotone:", "\"But I haven't got to prove when those trees were cut,\" said Marvin.\n\n\"I know it,\" Bill responded; then, catching the smiling doubt in the\nother's eyes, he added, \"I was a lawyer once.\"", "Out of the corner of his eyes Blodgett was watching Bill. \"Yes, I knew\nhim well,\" said the sheriff, gruffly.", "Bill glanced quickly at him and smiled. \"I ain't never forgotten nothin'\nsince I was four years old.\"", "all of the fighting--one reason why Bill usually succeeded in carrying\nhis idleness with a high hand. But this time she was not going to be\nignored. The conference with Hammond and Thomas, the knowledge that he", "an' hire the maids for you, an' things like that.\" Then Bill suddenly\nstopped, hugely enjoying the mystification of his two listeners." ], [ "and Bill knew it. Characteristically, he had evaded the issue for\nseveral years, content to let each day take care of itself as best it\ncould, but now matters were reaching a crisis and circumstances were", "town. This was his usual habit, for, like a good many lonely souls, Bill\nwas also a social one. People liked to buy Bill drinks and cigars in the", "and was studying law all alone in the cabin at nights into the bargain,\nbut he liked to have Bill drop in, liked to hear him talk. Bill could", "himself, Bill naturally was drawn into the vortex of work and\npreparation necessary to turning his home into the Calivada Hotel. The\nperiod of change was a nightmare to Bill, the only leaven in his misery", "\"I been workin',\" Bill chirped, as he placed the last letter in its box\nand went toward the dining-room door.", "Bill did not hear him. He was gazing at Mrs. Jones, an old tenderness\nin his eyes, a bitter longing in his heart. Drifting, living only for", "\"All right,\" Bill said, getting up from the chair. Display of affection\nalways embarrassed him. His attitude amused and at the same time hurt\nMrs. Jones, so she changed her subject to one that she felt might\ninterest him.", "\"I--I don't think Bill would like to sell,\" she replied, doubtfully.\n\"Would you, Bill?\"\n\nHer husband made no reply. He sat gazing straight ahead, his eyes half\nshut as usual.", "Her attempt to make love to Bill was not meeting with the success she\nhad hoped, but she was bound to make up to him for all the sorrow of the\nlast few months, and so she did not notice his apparent indifference.", "He dropped into his chair and reached thoughtfully for one of his\nlaw-books. Bill opened the door; then turned back for a moment.\n\n\"Studyin' them books?\" he inquired.", "\"Just takin' a look at town,\" Bill drawled. \"Just takin' a look.\" He\nsettled himself comfortably in his chair and rolled a cigarette.", "Alone once more, Bill walked slowly, going to the desk and looking at\nthe register. Then he went back of the desk, examining familiar", "In the morning Bill Jones was up and about unwontedly early. He got\nhimself some breakfast, then went to the little desk where the few", "Bill, remembering the old days when his return home meant a searching\nexamination as to soberness, grinned, and then he breathed deeply toward\nher. \"I 'ain't had a drink in a month,\" he informed her.", "\"Guess he entertains himself pretty well,\" said Bill. \"Besides, mother's\nwith him.\"\n\n\"But you ought to be there, too, daddy; you're the head of the house,\nyou know!\"", "Bill went back to his chair again. Everett Hammond came into the room\nfrom the porch outside. Laying his hat on the California desk, he went\naround behind the counter and turned the pages of the register.", "Bill turned his half-shut eyes on her quickly, but Millie did not note\nthe expression of genuine concern in them. He sat lost in thought. The", "\"Don't need no practice.\" And Bill resorted to his bag of tobacco and\npapers, rolling himself a cigarette. By this time Marvin had finished\nhis meal.", "At the present moment, the afternoon of a late summer's day, Bill Jones\nwas doing a little wondering himself, though no one would have suspected", "But Bill was unabashed. \"I got him to promise he would come over here\nand see you.\" Bill had done no such thing, but the one flaw to a perfect" ], [ "and Bill knew it. Characteristically, he had evaded the issue for\nseveral years, content to let each day take care of itself as best it\ncould, but now matters were reaching a crisis and circumstances were", "perhaps, but up to the present she had always consulted Bill's wishes\nand sought his advice. Their adopted daughter, Millie, a pretty,", "an' hire the maids for you, an' things like that.\" Then Bill suddenly\nstopped, hugely enjoying the mystification of his two listeners.", "see him! He says he does not like it. I don't think it is any of his\nbusiness,\" she added, giving Bill a hug.", "Bill was leading his wife by the hand. Gesturing toward Marvin and\nMillie, his shrewd old eyes fairly snapping with whimsical happiness,\nLightnin' exclaimed:\n\n\"Mother--look! I fixed that!\"", "\"Guess he entertains himself pretty well,\" said Bill. \"Besides, mother's\nwith him.\"\n\n\"But you ought to be there, too, daddy; you're the head of the house,\nyou know!\"", "\"Are you all right, Bill?\" she asked, tenderly. And Bill, smiling,\nleaned over her and breathed so that she could see that he was all", "\"All right,\" Bill said, getting up from the chair. Display of affection\nalways embarrassed him. His attitude amused and at the same time hurt\nMrs. Jones, so she changed her subject to one that she felt might\ninterest him.", "At that psychological moment Bill stuck his head in the door. He\nwithdrew, of course, but only to return in an instant with the whole\nparty at his heels.", "Bill looked at her, a hidden smile in his eyes. \"It's your property,\nmother,\" he said, quietly.\n\nTears sprang into the woman's eyes and she made an impulsive gesture.", "Millie, an apron over her neat and simple house dress, came out and drew\na chair between her foster-parents. She glanced quickly from one to the\nother, and then her gentle brown eyes came to rest lovingly on old Bill.\nHe returned her smile.", "Millie gave one shriek and ran up the stairs. Bill, unmoved by any sense\nof his own iniquity, followed her to the foot of the staircase, calling\nafter her, \"Now, if you beg his pardon when he comes--\"", "\"It's a wonder you 'ain't come up to take a look yourself,\" Bill\ncountered. \"You 'ain't even been up to--to see Millie,\" he added,\nthoughtfully.", "\"I'm afraid not.\"\n\n\"Then I guess you're the only man what 'ain't!\" said Bill, emphatically,\nand gazing at the ceiling and thoroughly enjoying the fact that he was\nthe subject of the conversation.", "\"Bill's right, Mrs. Jones,\" he said, gently, though there was a fighting\nlight in his eyes as he met those of Thomas. \"Lightnin' has no need to", "\"I been workin',\" Bill chirped, as he placed the last letter in its box\nand went toward the dining-room door.", "Bill did not hear him. He was gazing at Mrs. Jones, an old tenderness\nin his eyes, a bitter longing in his heart. Drifting, living only for", "Mrs. Jones, and of amiable, careless Bill. Millie was the young, strong\nmember of the Jones household, and it was Millie who must be convinced", "Bill glanced quickly at him and smiled. \"I ain't never forgotten nothin'\nsince I was four years old.\"", "\"I guess so,\" replied Bill, pausing directly in front of Hammond and\ngazing up at him with a calm, shrewd light in his half-shut eyes. \"He\nseems to stick around pretty close.\"" ], [ "Bill did not hear him. He was gazing at Mrs. Jones, an old tenderness\nin his eyes, a bitter longing in his heart. Drifting, living only for", "If there was one method of bringing Bill to a realization of his\nshortcomings, it was the knowledge that he had brought his wife to\ntears. No matter what the occasion, through the years of his many", "\"All right,\" Bill said, getting up from the chair. Display of affection\nalways embarrassed him. His attitude amused and at the same time hurt\nMrs. Jones, so she changed her subject to one that she felt might\ninterest him.", "Bill had not paid much heed to Hammond's threat delivered a few minutes\nback. But now something in his wife's tone brought it, recurrent, to his\nmind. He wondered if, after all, there was some truth behind it.", "wife had cause for anger against him he now, for the first time, fully\nrealized. But he was bewildered, and when Bill was bewildered it was his\nhabit to seek enlightenment.", "His words brought his wife to his side instantly, her eyes blazing.\n\"Bill Jones,\" she cried, \"you just be quiet! What in the world's the", "Bill took her hands in his and patted them. His eyes were moist, and\nthey blinked for a moment; then a slow, happy grin spread over his\nstubbled face.", "his name at the end of it. Then he called to Bill, \"Did you tell your\nwife we were waiting for her?\"", "\"Then you will have to close up,\" was his answer.\n\n\"I want to close up, Bill.\" Her voice was full of deep tenderness. \"I\nwant to have a home again.\"", "\"The mail?\" There was contempt in his wife's question and in the answer\nshe gave to it. \"The mail came at ten o'clock.\"\n\n\"I got it, didn't I?\" Bill registered another cheerful quip.", "Bill gaped at her in surprise.\n\n\"Yes,\" he said, slowly walking to her. Mrs. Jones saw his hesitation,\nand, realizing the humor of the situation, laughed heartily.", "Marvin nodded with half-closed eyes at Hammond and smiled reassuringly\nat Bill. \"You also said he was cruel to his wife?\"\n\nHammond nodded.\n\n\"In what way?\"", "Bill didn't know it, but he didn't intend that his wife should know\nthis. Playing up to form, he smiled indulgently upon her as he stated,\nglibly, \"Yes, I fixed it!\"", "Ignoring his wife's accusation, Bill gave Millie a grateful glance and\nresumed, in his slow drawl:", "Bill wavered before her smile. It was difficult for him to withstand it,\nespecially as he knew how sorely he had tried her. But a promise was a", "When the clerk had finished Bill sent a beseeching glance toward his\nwife. Each word of the document had entered far into a mind little given", "\"Are you all right, Bill?\" she asked, tenderly. And Bill, smiling,\nleaned over her and breathed so that she could see that he was all", "Bill, his eyes still on his wife, walked slowly to the table and sat\ndown just behind Marvin.", "\"I--I don't think Bill would like to sell,\" she replied, doubtfully.\n\"Would you, Bill?\"\n\nHer husband made no reply. He sat gazing straight ahead, his eyes half\nshut as usual.", "she had time to stifle them they had their way. \"I mean just that,\nBill.\" There was silence as she thrust the words from her mouth. Bill\nstood still, gazing steadily at her." ] ]

[ "What do Lightnin' Bill Jones and his wife do for a living?", "What state line is the hotel located on?", "Who said, \"We call him Lightnin' because he ain't\" ?", "Who does Lightnin' Bill brag about advising?", "Who claimed to be a judge, inventor, detective, and bee keeper?", "What would Lightnin' Bill rather do than spend time with family?", "Who files for a divorce?", "Who wants to buy the hotel?", "Who helps Lightnin' Bill win back his wife's love?", "What kind of business Lightnin' Bill Jones and his wife oprated?", "What did local postmaster say about Bill Jones?", "Who is a civil war veteran?", "Why did Lighnin' Bill claims to be jack of all trade?", "Who did Lighnin' Bill brag to have advised?", "Why was Lighnin' Bill not home with his wife and adopted daughter?", "What happen when Lighnin' Bill refused to sell his hotel?", "Who help Lighnin' Bill with his case in court?", "How did Lighnin' Bill and John Marvin win the case?", "What happen when Lighnin' Bill win his court case?", "What was the postmaster's explanation for Bill's nickname?", "What war did Bill claim he served in?", "Why did Bill's wife file for divorce?", "What animal did Bill claim he once drove across the prairie in winter without a single loss of life?", "Where was the hotel that Bill and his wife operated?", "Who helped Bill win his court case?", "What general did Bill claim he advised during the war?", "Rather than spending time with his family, what did Bill prefer to do \"day and night\"?", "What types of children does Bill have?", "What happened to Bill's relationship with his wife at the end of the story?" ]

[ [ "Operate a hotel", "Operate a seedy hotel" ], [ "The California-Nevada state line", "California and Nevada " ], [ "A local postmaster", "The local postmaster" ], [ "General Ulysses S. Grant", "Ulysses S. Grant" ], [ "Lightnin' Bill", "Lightnin' Bill" ], [ "Carousing with cronies", "Carousing with cronies" ], [ "Lightnin' Bill's wife", "Lightnin' Bill's wife" ], [ "A group of out of town businessmen ", "group of out-of-town businessmen" ], [ "John Marvin", "John Marvin" ], [ "Lightnin' Bill Jones and his wife operated seedy hotel?", "a hotel" ], [ "Local postmaster said \"We call him Lightnin' because he ain't.\"", "We call him Lighnin' because he ain't" ], [ "Lighnin' Bill is a civil war veteran.", "Lightnin' Bill Jones" ], [ "Because Lighnin' Bill have been a judge, inventor, detective and bee keeper.", "To brag" ], [ "General Ulysses S. Grant", "Ulysses S. Grant" ], [ " Because Lighnin' Bill like to spend his day and night carousing with cronies.", "He was carousing with cronies" ], [ "Bill wife filed for divorce.", "His wife filed for divorce." ], [ "John Marvin", "John Marvin" ], [ "Lighnin' Bill and John Marrvin proved that the buyers are unsrupulous scoundrels", "by proving that the prospective hotel buyers were unscrupulous scoundrels" ], [ "Lighnin' Bill wins back the love of his wife.", "wins back the love of his wife" ], [ "\"We call him Lighnin' because he ain't\"", "they call him \"Lightnin'\" because he isn't" ], [ "The Civil War", "Civil War" ], [ "She was furious because he wouldn't sell the hotel", "he refused to sell the hotel and she became furious" ], [ "Bees", "bee" ], [ "On the California-Nevada state line.", "Nevada" ], [ "John Marvin", "John Marvin" ], [ "Ulysses S. Grant", "Ulysses S. Grant" ], [ "Go carousing with his cronies", "Carousing with cronies" ], [ "An adopted daughter", "an adopted daughter" ], [ "Bill wins back her love.", "They reconcile " ] ]

[ [ "I was not called by my name after the first feeble etiquette due to a\nstranger in his first few hours had died away. I was known simply as", "\"Am I a stranger?\" he cut in, firing his first broadside. \"I was\nintroduced, ma'am,\" he continued, noting how she had flushed again. \"And", "maltreater of horses, learned to address me when he came a two\ndays' journey to pay a visit. And it was this name and my notorious\nhelplessness that bid fair to end what relations I had with the", "\"There! I knew it! I said so from the first!\"\n\n\"And me a stranger to you!\" he murmured.\n\nIt was his second broadside. It left her badly crippled. She was silent.", "So with them he repaired to another place; and the sight of a man\nleaning against the bar made him start so that they noticed him. Then he\nsaw that the man was a stranger whom he had never laid eyes on till now.", "descended, a stranger, into the great cattle land. And here in less than\nten minutes I learned news which made me feel a stranger indeed.", "\"Yes, I do see.\" I looked hard at him, for in his voice was the same\nstrangeness that I felt in everything around me. But he was looking at\nhis companions. \"This gentleman is all right,\" he told them.", "Trampas say he was a liar. That is what he did when you were almost\na stranger among us, and he had not started seeing so much of you. I", "Wood he was a stranger; but she had seen his eyes when he nodded to her\nlover, and she knew, even without the pistol, that this was not enmity", "\"Hello, Shorty!\" said Balaam, from over the creek. To the Virginian he\ngave a slight nod. He did not know him, although he knew well enough who\nhe was.", "\"Stud and draw,\" Steve told him. \"Strangers playing.\"\n\n\"I think I'd like to get into a game for a while,\" said the Southerner.\n\"Strangers, yu' say?\"", "at first sight. It was not indeed. Five years of gathered hate had\nlooked out of the man's eyes. And she asked her lover who this was.", "\"Steve!\" the sick man now cried out, in poignant appeal. \"Steve!\" To the\nwomen it was a name unknown,--unknown as was also this deep inward tide", "\"Whose name?\"\n\n\"Woman runs the eating-house.\"\n\n\"Glen. Mrs. Glen.\"\n\n\"Ain't she new?\"", "holiday. But if he did, he never showed it to me. He had been sent to\nmeet a stranger and drive him to Sunk Creek in safety, and this charge", "night that was coming he could not see, and his eyes and his thoughts\nshrank from it. He had given his enemy until sundown. He could not\ntrace the path which had led him to this. He remembered their first", "I seemed from a hundred yards to feel the stranger's forceful\npersonality. It was in his walk--I should better say stalk--as he", "him yet. Say,\" (he now addressed the proprietor), \"what's her name?\"", "\"I never knowed her name before,\" said he. \"That runaway rooster, he\nhated her. And she hated him same as she hates 'em all.\"", "She looked at him, puzzled by his tone. \"It's not strange when you know\nBob,\" she said." ], [ "that sight I knew suddenly what I had stumbled upon; and on the impulse\nI murmured to the Virginian, \"You're hanging them to-morrow.\"", "indebted to her for gaining me a friend whose prejudice against me might\nnever have been otherwise overcome, I shall tell you her little story,\nand how her misadventures and her fate came to bring the Virginian and", "his three friends, and they said no word to him. But they turned and\nfollowed in his rear at a little distance, because it was known that\nShorty had been found shot from behind. The Virginian gained a position", "and wrote a letter to the Judge. This the owner of the cabin delivered.\nAnd so, having spread news which would at once cause a search for the\nVirginian, and having constructed such sentences to the Judge as would", "Virginian turned to his friends. His hand slowly pushed his hat back,\nand he rubbed his black head in thought.", "concluded. But he knew instantly that this was not so. The Virginian\nwas looking at something real, and Scipio went to the window to see for\nhimself.", "Toward the close of that winter, Judge and Mrs. Henry visited the East.\nThrough them a number of things became revealed. The Virginian was back\nat Sunk Creek.", "Perplexity knotted the Virginian's brows. This community knew that a man\nhad implied he was a thief and a murderer; it also knew that he knew", "Of course they pitched upon poor Lin. Here was the Virginian doing\nhis best, holding horses and helping ladies descend, while the name of", "\"That is very, very true,\" murmured the Virginian, dropping his eyes\nfrom the girl's intent ones.\n\n\"Had they quarrelled?\" she inquired.\n\n\"Oh, no!\"", "began to play Virginia reel with him. The other occupants of the beds\nhad already sprung out of them, clothed chiefly with their pistols, and", "Scipio sprawled down, familiarly, across a chair. He and the Virginian\nhad come to know each other very well since that first meeting at", "Molly liked the Virginian for his blush. It made him very handsome. But\nshe thought that it came from his confession about \"pretty near crying.\"", "Virginian. For when Judge Henry ascertained that nothing could prevent\nme from losing myself, that it was not uncommon for me to saunter out\nafter breakfast with a gun and in thirty minutes cease to know north", "\"You got a friend hyeh?\" said the Virginian. \"That's good, for yu'\nneed care taken of yu'.\" And the prominent after-dinner speaker did not\nfurther discommode us.", "\"Friends of yourn?\" said Scipio.\n\n\"My outfit,\" drawled the Virginian.\n\n\"Do yu' always travel outside?\" inquired Scipio.", "The Virginian noticed me. \"Good-by forever!\" he interpreted.\n\n\"By God, I hope so!\"\n\n\"Same here,\" he confessed. And these were our first natural words this\nmorning.", "\"Yes,\" our friend Shorty murmured pregnantly, with his eye upon the\nquiet Virginian, \"he's sure studying his revenge.\"", "the horses, to meet Judge Henry, to meet the guests of the Judge's,\nlooking as he did now after his punishment by the Virginian, to give the", "meaning to the Virginian as he watched. Then his mind grasped the\nhorror, too late. Even with his cry of execration and the tiger spring" ], [ "that sight I knew suddenly what I had stumbled upon; and on the impulse\nI murmured to the Virginian, \"You're hanging them to-morrow.\"", "meaning to the Virginian as he watched. Then his mind grasped the\nhorror, too late. Even with his cry of execration and the tiger spring", "beneath him. The man had struggled to his feet before the Virginian\nreached the spot, and the horse then lifted his head and turned it\npiteously round.", "concluded. But he knew instantly that this was not so. The Virginian\nwas looking at something real, and Scipio went to the window to see for\nhimself.", "The Virginian looked on at this, silent and sombre. He could scarcely\ninterfere between another man and his own beast. Neither he nor Balaam", "If it was discussion he tried for, he failed. The Virginian's hand\nmoved, and for one thick, flashing moment my thoughts were evidently", "\"It'll not be watching us much longer,\" said the Virginian. He made it\na sort of joke; but I knew that both of us were glad when presently we", "At a sound, her eyes quickly opened; and here was her lover turned in\nhis saddle, watching another horseman approach. She saw the Virginian's", "I do not know how long I stayed there alone. It was the Virginian who\ncame back, and as he stood at the foot of my blankets his eye, after", "Now, when he had struck that paper, Shorty looked at the Virginian. But\nnothing happened beyond a certain change of light in the Southerner's", "\"That's queer, too,\" said the Virginian. He was now riding in front of\nme, and he stopped, looking down at the trail. \"Don't you notice?\"\n\nIt did not strike me.", "The Virginian obeyed, blushing from his black hair to his collar.", "an instant the thing was like a portent, and I was near joining Em'ly in\nher horrid surprise, when I saw how it all was. The Virginian had taken", "This spectacle was witnessed by the Virginian and myself, and it\novercame him. He went speechless across to the bunk-house, by himself,\nand sat on his bed, while I took the abandoned bantams back to their own\ncircle.", "Then vengeance like a blast struck Balaam. The Virginian hurled him to\nthe ground, lifted and hurled him again, lifted him and beat his face", "The Virginian gave a general nod to the company, and walked out into the\nstreet.\n\n\"It's a turruble shame,\" sighed Scipio, \"that he couldn't have postponed\nit.\"", "His horse took a step, but was stopped short. There lay the Virginian's\nrope on the ground. I had been aware of Trampas's quite proper departure", "\"I'll see you boys again,\" said the Virginian, heavily; and he walked\naway.\n\nScipio looked after him, astonished. \"Yu' might suppose he was in poor\nluck,\" he said to McLean.", "The Virginian looked quickly out of the door. \"Why, he's leavin' us!\" he\nexclaimed. \"Drivin' away right now in his little old buggy!\" He turned", "to do it in our presence, the whole thing from beginning to end. The\nVirginian sat with the damp coming out on his forehead, and his eyes\ndropped from his employer's." ], [ "The Virginian was on the point of saying, \"Then get out!\" But instead,\nhe spoke kindness to the end. \"The weather is freezing yet,\" he said,", "The man had given one nod to the Virginian, and the Virginian one to\nhim; and now he was already below them on the descending road. To Molly", "his three friends, and they said no word to him. But they turned and\nfollowed in his rear at a little distance, because it was known that\nShorty had been found shot from behind. The Virginian gained a position", "\"That's queer, too,\" said the Virginian. He was now riding in front of\nme, and he stopped, looking down at the trail. \"Don't you notice?\"\n\nIt did not strike me.", "The Virginian had aimed his pistol at about the same time with his\nboot. Therefore the man sat in Dakota quietly, watching us go away into\nMontana, and offering no objections. Just before he became too small to", "that to-morrow would see them home. They recognized this region; and\nonce they turned off at a fork in the road. The Virginian pulled them\nback rather sharply.", "The Virginian chose to say nothing more; but he walked beside me into\nthe stable. Two men sat there together, and a third guarded them. At", "Virginian, who was now also standing up. \"Begin right off. Leave the\nbunk house. The gentlemen won't mind your sleeping in your own house.\"", "eye at his couch. But the Virginian followed him even as he blew out\nthe now quite superfluous light. They made a noticeable couple in their", "\"It'll not be watching us much longer,\" said the Virginian. He made it\na sort of joke; but I knew that both of us were glad when presently we", "The Virginian set down my valise, and seemed to meditate. \"I did want a\nbed to-night,\" he murmured gently.\n\n\"Well,\" Steve suggested, \"the American looks like he washed the\noftenest.\"", "I do not know how long I stayed there alone. It was the Virginian who\ncame back, and as he stood at the foot of my blankets his eye, after", "The Virginian, for precaution, did not walk out of the front door of the\nhotel. He went through back ways, and paused once. Against his breast", "\"Yes, yes; I'll want to hear about the cattle to-morrow. But step inside\na moment now. There's a matter--\" The Virginian stepped inside, and took", "He came upon the main street, and saw some distance off the Virginian\nstanding in talk with the bishop. He slunk between two houses, and", "And as they howled and stamped, the wheels of the caboose began to turn\ngently and to murmur.\n\nThe Virginian rose suddenly. \"Will yu' save that thirst and take a\nforty-dollar job?\"", "The Virginian looked quickly out of the door. \"Why, he's leavin' us!\" he\nexclaimed. \"Drivin' away right now in his little old buggy!\" He turned", "expected to pass that way. And while the equality absorbed themselves in\na deep but harmless game of poker by the side of the railway line,\nthe Virginian and I sat on the top of a car, contemplating the sandy", "\"If he ain't in bed yet--\" mused the Virginian.\n\n\"I'll find out,\" said I. And I hurried across to the dim sleeping room,\nhappy to have a part in this.", "At my news the Virginian left the bar at once; and crossed to the\nsleeping room. Steve and I followed softly, and behind us several" ], [ "\"Why, that's the man you played cards with at Medicine Bow!\" I said.\n\n\"Yes. Trampas. He's got a job at the ranch now.\" The Virginian said no\nmore, but went on with his breakfast.", "\"Trampas,\" said the Virginian, \"I thought yu'd be afeared to try it on\nme.\"\n\nTrampas whirled round. His hand was at his belt. \"Afraid!\" he sneered.", "\"Bah!\" said Trampas.\n\nThe Virginian stopped looking at the sky, and watched Trampas from where\nhe lay.", "And Trampas? And the Virginian? They were out of it. The Virginian had\ngone straight to his new abode. Trampas lay in his bed, not asleep, and\nsullen as ever.", "Trampas would have liked to let himself go. \"I've not come here for any\nforgiveness,\" he sneered.\n\n\"When did yu' feel yu' needed any?\" The Virginian was impregnable.", "\"Just as soon as Trampas makes the first move,\" Scipio replied easily.\n\nI became dignified. Scipio had evidently been told things by the\nVirginian.", "also the thoughts of Trampas. But the Virginian only held out to Trampas\nthe rope which he had detached from his saddle.", "The eye of a man is the prince of deadly weapons. Trampas looked in the\nVirginian's, and slowly rose. \"I didn't mean--\" he began, and paused,\nhis face poisonously bloated.", "The Virginian did not wish her to be serious--more than could be helped.\n\"Why, yes,\" he replied, with a waving gesture at Trampas. \"Take him and", "The Virginian looked at him with friendly surprise. \"Why, help yourself!\nWe're all together yet awhile. Help yourselves,\" he repeated, to Trampas", "\"They're Chinese,\" said Trampas.\n\n\"That's so,\" acknowledged the Virginian, with a laugh.\n\n\"What's he monkeyin' at now?\" muttered Scipio.", "The Virginian took his turn at smiling. \"Mighty plain to me, seh. Make\nit plain to Trampas, and there'll be no killin'. We can't get at it that\nway.\"", "Presently Scipio rose, and noticed the half-finished exercise upon the\nVirginian's desk. \"Trampas is a rolling stone,\" he said.\n\n\"A rolling piece of mud,\" corrected the Virginian.", "The whiskey bottle flew through the air, hurled by Trampas, and crashed\nthrough the saloon window behind the Virginian.\n\n\"That was surplusage, Trampas,\" said he, \"if yu' mean the other.\"", "Virginian had foreseen,--Trampas departed to a \"better job,\" as he took\npains to say, and with him the docile Shorty rode away upon his horse\nPedro.", "twitched, and then ceased; for it was all. The Virginian stood looking\ndown at Trampas.", "\"Trampas,\" said the Virginian again, \"are yu' sure yu' really mean\nthat?\"", "His horse took a step, but was stopped short. There lay the Virginian's\nrope on the ground. I had been aware of Trampas's quite proper departure", "\"Trampas has been hyeh explainin', has he?\" said the Virginian with a\ngrin.", "and might have been sitting, say, in Danbury, Connecticut. Even Trampas\nmerged quietly with the general placidity. The Virginian did not, to be" ], [ "\"Trampas,\" said the Virginian, \"I thought yu'd be afeared to try it on\nme.\"\n\nTrampas whirled round. His hand was at his belt. \"Afraid!\" he sneered.", "The Virginian took his turn at smiling. \"Mighty plain to me, seh. Make\nit plain to Trampas, and there'll be no killin'. We can't get at it that\nway.\"", "They laughed loudly at the blackguard picture which he drew; and the\nlaugh stopped short, for the Virginian stood over Trampas.\n\n\"You can rise up now, and tell them you lie,\" he said.", "\"Why, that's the man you played cards with at Medicine Bow!\" I said.\n\n\"Yes. Trampas. He's got a job at the ranch now.\" The Virginian said no\nmore, but went on with his breakfast.", "twitched, and then ceased; for it was all. The Virginian stood looking\ndown at Trampas.", "also the thoughts of Trampas. But the Virginian only held out to Trampas\nthe rope which he had detached from his saddle.", "\"Just as soon as Trampas makes the first move,\" Scipio replied easily.\n\nI became dignified. Scipio had evidently been told things by the\nVirginian.", "\"Bah!\" said Trampas.\n\nThe Virginian stopped looking at the sky, and watched Trampas from where\nhe lay.", "The Virginian looked at him with friendly surprise. \"Why, help yourself!\nWe're all together yet awhile. Help yourselves,\" he repeated, to Trampas", "The eye of a man is the prince of deadly weapons. Trampas looked in the\nVirginian's, and slowly rose. \"I didn't mean--\" he began, and paused,\nhis face poisonously bloated.", "The Virginian had aimed his pistol at about the same time with his\nboot. Therefore the man sat in Dakota quietly, watching us go away into\nMontana, and offering no objections. Just before he became too small to", "His horse took a step, but was stopped short. There lay the Virginian's\nrope on the ground. I had been aware of Trampas's quite proper departure", "of its outcome. For everything would be over by dark. After five years,\nhere was the end coming--coming before dark. Trampas had got up this\nmorning with no such thought. It seemed very strange to look back upon", "The Virginian was on the point of saying, \"Then get out!\" But instead,\nhe spoke kindness to the end. \"The weather is freezing yet,\" he said,", "\"Perhaps he'll prefer honesty after his narrow shave,\" I said.\n\nBut the Virginian shook his head. \"Trampas has got hold of him.\"", "Trampas would have liked to let himself go. \"I've not come here for any\nforgiveness,\" he sneered.\n\n\"When did yu' feel yu' needed any?\" The Virginian was impregnable.", "The Virginian noticed me. \"Good-by forever!\" he interpreted.\n\n\"By God, I hope so!\"\n\n\"Same here,\" he confessed. And these were our first natural words this\nmorning.", "Presently Scipio rose, and noticed the half-finished exercise upon the\nVirginian's desk. \"Trampas is a rolling stone,\" he said.\n\n\"A rolling piece of mud,\" corrected the Virginian.", "\"I'm obliged to yu',\" said the Virginian to Scipio. Trampas's hand left\nhis belt. He threw a slight, easy look at his men, and keeping his back", "\"Last chance for Rawhide,\" said the Virginian.\n\n\"Last chance for Sunk Creek,\" said a reconstructed mutineer, and all\nsprang aboard. There was no question who had won his spurs now." ], [ "On the day before the Virginian returned to take up his work at Judge\nHenry's ranch, he and Molly announced their news. What Molly said to", "Virginian had foreseen,--Trampas departed to a \"better job,\" as he took\npains to say, and with him the docile Shorty rode away upon his horse\nPedro.", "At the view of their journey's end, the Virginian looked down at his\ngirl beside him, his eyes filled with a bridegroom's light, and, hanging", "And while Molly was thus dreaming that the Virginian had ridden his\nhorse into the railroad car, and sat down beside her, the fire in the", "And Trampas? And the Virginian? They were out of it. The Virginian had\ngone straight to his new abode. Trampas lay in his bed, not asleep, and\nsullen as ever.", "Molly and her Virginian sat at a certain spring where he had often\nridden with her. On this day he was bidding her farewell before", "The Virginian had aimed his pistol at about the same time with his\nboot. Therefore the man sat in Dakota quietly, watching us go away into\nMontana, and offering no objections. Just before he became too small to", "narro' gauge.\" The Virginian looked at Molly a moment almost shyly. \"Do\nyou know,\" he said, and a blush spread over his face, \"I pretty near", "The Virginian took his turn at smiling. \"Mighty plain to me, seh. Make\nit plain to Trampas, and there'll be no killin'. We can't get at it that\nway.\"", "The Virginian looked out of the window again, and watched Shorty and\nTrampas as they rode in the distance. \"Shorty is kind to animals,\" he", "\"Why, that's the man you played cards with at Medicine Bow!\" I said.\n\n\"Yes. Trampas. He's got a job at the ranch now.\" The Virginian said no\nmore, but went on with his breakfast.", "The Virginian looked at him with friendly surprise. \"Why, help yourself!\nWe're all together yet awhile. Help yourselves,\" he repeated, to Trampas", "The Virginian noticed me. \"Good-by forever!\" he interpreted.\n\n\"By God, I hope so!\"\n\n\"Same here,\" he confessed. And these were our first natural words this\nmorning.", "The Virginian was on the point of saying, \"Then get out!\" But instead,\nhe spoke kindness to the end. \"The weather is freezing yet,\" he said,", "The Virginian looked quickly out of the door. \"Why, he's leavin' us!\" he\nexclaimed. \"Drivin' away right now in his little old buggy!\" He turned", "the Virginian. \"The whole lot's shipped through to Chicago in two\nsections over the Burlington. The Judge is fighting the Elkhorn road.\"\nWe passed slowly along the two trains,--twenty cars, each car packed", "Mrs. Taylor's broadest smile, and the ring on her finger, the Virginian\ndeparted with his bride into the mountains.", "His horse took a step, but was stopped short. There lay the Virginian's\nrope on the ground. I had been aware of Trampas's quite proper departure", "\"Oh, where is it? Don't let me see it!\" screamed Molly. And at this\ndeeply feminine remark, the Virginian looked at her with such a smile", "The Virginian gave a general nod to the company, and walked out into the\nstreet.\n\n\"It's a turruble shame,\" sighed Scipio, \"that he couldn't have postponed\nit.\"" ], [ "Molly thought these words over. She could not tell why they gave her\na strange feeling. To her Vermont mind no suspicion of the truth would", "Along Bear Creek, however, Molly and her \"rustler\" took a ride soon\nafter her return. They were neither married nor engaged, and she was\ntelling him about Vermont.", "Bennington opened its arms to its venturesome daughter. Much was made\nof Molly Wood. Old faces and old places welcomed her. Fatted calves of", "Molly Wood. Such words as Newport, Bar Harbor, and Tiffany's thrilled\nher exceedingly. It made no difference that she herself had never been", "their eatin' up in Vermont. Hyeh's what Miss Wood recommended the las'\ntime I was seein' her,\" the cow-puncher added, bringing Kenilworth from", "So Molly's immediate family never saw that photograph, and never heard\na word from her upon this subject. But on the day that she left for Bear", "\"If ever my luck comes,\" said Molly, with her back to her friend, \"I\nshall say 'I will' at once.\"\n\n\"Then you'll say it at Bennington next week.\"", "childhood would smile upon her; and deep within her, a voice cried for\nthe mother who was far away in Vermont. That she would see Mrs. Taylor's\nkind face at her wedding was no comfort now.", "of home rose before her. She closed her eyes and saw Vermont: a village\nstreet, and the post-office, and ivy covering an old front door, and her\nmother picking some yellow roses from a bush.", "something to do with making our country. And now go to Molly, or you'll\nboth think me a tiresome old lady.\"", "going to teach school any more on Bear Creek, Wyoming; she was going\nhome to Bennington, Vermont. When time came for school to open again,\nthere should be a new schoolmarm.", "So, meanwhile, she made her decree against Bennington. Not Vermont,\nbut Wyoming, should be her wedding place. No world's voices should be", "Vermont, a friend of Mrs. Balaam's, had quite suddenly decided that she\nwould try her hand at instructing the new generation.", "than twenty. And when each summer the young Molly went to Dunbarton, New\nHampshire, to pay her established family visit to the last survivors of", "But she shut her lips and looked away. On the desk was a letter written\nfrom Vermont. \"If you don't tell me at once when you decide,\" had said", "\"I'm afraid I'll be gone by the time he is well,\" said Molly, coldly;\nand the discreet physician said ah, and that she would find Bennington\nquite a change from Bear Creek.", "Upon the day following Mrs. Taylor essayed the impossible. She took\nherself over to Molly Wood's cabin. The girl gave her a listless\ngreeting, and the dame sat slowly down, and surveyed the comfortable\nroom.", "\"You! Write to my mother! Oh, then everything will be so different! They\nwill all--\" Molly stopped before the rising visions of Bennington. Upon", "Molly wheeled round.\n\n\"Why, you surely will. Do you expect he's going to stay here, and you in\nBennington?\" And the campaigner sat back in her chair.", "Molly and her Virginian sat at a certain spring where he had often\nridden with her. On this day he was bidding her farewell before" ], [ "On the day before the Virginian returned to take up his work at Judge\nHenry's ranch, he and Molly announced their news. What Molly said to", "Molly and her Virginian sat at a certain spring where he had often\nridden with her. On this day he was bidding her farewell before", "The Virginian was on the point of saying, \"Then get out!\" But instead,\nhe spoke kindness to the end. \"The weather is freezing yet,\" he said,", "Virginian, who was now also standing up. \"Begin right off. Leave the\nbunk house. The gentlemen won't mind your sleeping in your own house.\"", "And while Molly was thus dreaming that the Virginian had ridden his\nhorse into the railroad car, and sat down beside her, the fire in the", "\"Oh, where is it? Don't let me see it!\" screamed Molly. And at this\ndeeply feminine remark, the Virginian looked at her with such a smile", "Toward the close of that winter, Judge and Mrs. Henry visited the East.\nThrough them a number of things became revealed. The Virginian was back\nat Sunk Creek.", "The Virginian noticed me. \"Good-by forever!\" he interpreted.\n\n\"By God, I hope so!\"\n\n\"Same here,\" he confessed. And these were our first natural words this\nmorning.", "narro' gauge.\" The Virginian looked at Molly a moment almost shyly. \"Do\nyou know,\" he said, and a blush spread over his face, \"I pretty near", "Thus the Virginian's cause by no means prospered at this time. His\nforces were scattered, while Molly's were concentrated. The girl was", "At the view of their journey's end, the Virginian looked down at his\ngirl beside him, his eyes filled with a bridegroom's light, and, hanging", "The Virginian looked quickly out of the door. \"Why, he's leavin' us!\" he\nexclaimed. \"Drivin' away right now in his little old buggy!\" He turned", "\"It'll not be watching us much longer,\" said the Virginian. He made it\na sort of joke; but I knew that both of us were glad when presently we", "Miss Molly Wood said nothing at the time. But in the afternoon, by her\nwish, she went fishing, with the Virginian deputed to escort her. I", "On the day that the Virginian parted with Molly, beside the weight of\nfarewell which lay heavy on his heart, his thoughts were also grave with", "Upstairs, Molly, sitting on the Virginian's knee, put the flower in his\ncoat, and then laid her head upon his shoulder.", "The Virginian set down my valise, and seemed to meditate. \"I did want a\nbed to-night,\" he murmured gently.\n\n\"Well,\" Steve suggested, \"the American looks like he washed the\noftenest.\"", "\"Ha, ha, ha! That's rich, too!\" and so the simple partner explained a\ngreat deal about the Virginian to Molly Wood. At the end of the set she\nsaw the man by the door take a step in her direction.", "\"Yes,\" murmured the Virginian, \"I hope so too.\"\n\n\"And I don't guess,\" said Lin, \"that you and I will do much shufflin' of\nother folks' children any more.\"", "that she found nothing to object to in the Virginian; she told Molly so.\nHer husband Sam did better than that. He told Molly he considered that" ], [ "I seemed from a hundred yards to feel the stranger's forceful\npersonality. It was in his walk--I should better say stalk--as he", "So with them he repaired to another place; and the sight of a man\nleaning against the bar made him start so that they noticed him. Then he\nsaw that the man was a stranger whom he had never laid eyes on till now.", "tower. But in his eye, in his face, in his step, in the whole man,\nthere dominated a something potent to be felt, I should think, by man or\nwoman.", "a stranger clad in black, and of a clerical deportment which would in\nthat atmosphere and to a watchful eye be visible for a mile or two.", "Once more the door opened. A man with slim black eyebrows, slim black\nmustache, and a black shirt tied with a white handkerchief was looking\nsteadily from one to the other of us.", "whom I was to drive two hundred and sixty-three miles, certainly had a\nvery black head of hair. It was the first thing to notice now, if one", "descended, a stranger, into the great cattle land. And here in less than\nten minutes I learned news which made me feel a stranger indeed.", "hips. He had plainly come many miles from somewhere across the vast\nhorizon, as the dust upon him showed. His boots were white with it. His", "He walked toward me, and I saw that in inches he was not a giant. He was\nnot more than six feet. It was Uncle Hughey that had made him seem to", "\"Yes, I do see.\" I looked hard at him, for in his voice was the same\nstrangeness that I felt in everything around me. But he was looking at\nhis companions. \"This gentleman is all right,\" he told them.", "light-muscled, and fell skilfully about, evading bruises when the\njerky reeled or rose on end. He had a strange, long, jocular nose, very", "seemed luminous with an unnoting calm, and she wondered if perhaps he\ncould not recognize her; she watched this internal clearness of his\nvision, scarcely daring to breathe, until presently he began to speak,", "Wood he was a stranger; but she had seen his eyes when he nodded to her\nlover, and she knew, even without the pistol, that this was not enmity", "that she was astonished to find him so gentle. And he was undoubtedly\nfine-looking; yes, very handsome. She believed that she would grow to", "glanced generally at the table where he sat at cards. But the eye came\nback to him--drawn by that inexpressible something which had led the\ndealer to speak so much at length about him.", "\"That fello's a right live man,\" commented the Virginian. But he seemed\nthoughtful. Presently he inquired, \"Yu' say he was a foreigner, an'\nlearned fancy cookin' to New Yawk?\"", "Scipio's bleached eyes brightened with admiration as he considered the\nSoutherner's back. \"Well,\" he stated judicially, \"start awful early when", "beneath his skin. The others had all visibly whirled the rope, some of\nthem even shoulder high. I did not see his arm lift or move. He appeared", "\"Am I a stranger?\" he cut in, firing his first broadside. \"I was\nintroduced, ma'am,\" he continued, noting how she had flushed again. \"And", "she had seen young men and old in plenty dressed thus. But worn by this\nman now standing by her door, they seemed to radiate romance. She did" ], [ "I seemed from a hundred yards to feel the stranger's forceful\npersonality. It was in his walk--I should better say stalk--as he", "So with them he repaired to another place; and the sight of a man\nleaning against the bar made him start so that they noticed him. Then he\nsaw that the man was a stranger whom he had never laid eyes on till now.", "descended, a stranger, into the great cattle land. And here in less than\nten minutes I learned news which made me feel a stranger indeed.", "\"There! I knew it! I said so from the first!\"\n\n\"And me a stranger to you!\" he murmured.\n\nIt was his second broadside. It left her badly crippled. She was silent.", "Wood he was a stranger; but she had seen his eyes when he nodded to her\nlover, and she knew, even without the pistol, that this was not enmity", "skilfully arranged that he got neither credit nor pay for it. He would\nnot stoop to telling tales out of school. Therefore his ready and\nprophetic mind devised the simple expedient of going away altogether.", "in them, he supposed, with a live man to manage them. The victim was\nflattered. No other person at the table had been favored with so much", "\"That fello's a right live man,\" commented the Virginian. But he seemed\nthoughtful. Presently he inquired, \"Yu' say he was a foreigner, an'\nlearned fancy cookin' to New Yawk?\"", "But they could not resist the way in which he had looked round upon\nthem. He had chosen the right moment for his confession, as a captain", "thoroughly a man of the world. His undistracted eye stayed fixed upon\nthe dissembling foe, and the gravity of his horse-expression made the", "I possessed the secret of estranging people at sight. Yet I was doing\nbetter than I knew; my strict silence and attention to the corned beef\nmade me in the eyes of the cow-boys at table compare well with the", "He was now growing frankly pleased with his exploit. He had builded so\nmuch better than he knew. He got up and looked out across the crystal", "a stranger clad in black, and of a clerical deportment which would in\nthat atmosphere and to a watchful eye be visible for a mile or two.", "\"Am I a stranger?\" he cut in, firing his first broadside. \"I was\nintroduced, ma'am,\" he continued, noting how she had flushed again. \"And", "\"Yes, I do see.\" I looked hard at him, for in his voice was the same\nstrangeness that I felt in everything around me. But he was looking at\nhis companions. \"This gentleman is all right,\" he told them.", "He fell silent again, riding beside me, easy and indolent in the saddle.\nHis long figure looked so loose and inert that the swift, light spring\nhe made to the ground seemed an impossible feat. He had seen an antelope\nwhere I saw none.", "Then he began to attend to Balaam with impersonal skill, like some one\nhired for the purpose. \"He ain't hurt bad,\" he asserted aloud, as if", "I was not called by my name after the first feeble etiquette due to a\nstranger in his first few hours had died away. I was known simply as", "Trampas say he was a liar. That is what he did when you were almost\na stranger among us, and he had not started seeing so much of you. I", "sheepishly at them, too, because they knew that he had not always lived\nin a garden. Then he took them into his house, where they saw an object" ], [ "I was not called by my name after the first feeble etiquette due to a\nstranger in his first few hours had died away. I was known simply as", "So with them he repaired to another place; and the sight of a man\nleaning against the bar made him start so that they noticed him. Then he\nsaw that the man was a stranger whom he had never laid eyes on till now.", "\"Am I a stranger?\" he cut in, firing his first broadside. \"I was\nintroduced, ma'am,\" he continued, noting how she had flushed again. \"And", "descended, a stranger, into the great cattle land. And here in less than\nten minutes I learned news which made me feel a stranger indeed.", "Wood he was a stranger; but she had seen his eyes when he nodded to her\nlover, and she knew, even without the pistol, that this was not enmity", "\"There! I knew it! I said so from the first!\"\n\n\"And me a stranger to you!\" he murmured.\n\nIt was his second broadside. It left her badly crippled. She was silent.", "\"Yes, I do see.\" I looked hard at him, for in his voice was the same\nstrangeness that I felt in everything around me. But he was looking at\nhis companions. \"This gentleman is all right,\" he told them.", "soon as they began, only I could not interfere.\" He waited again. \"It is\nmighty strange where I have been. No. Mighty natural.\" Then he went back", "maltreater of horses, learned to address me when he came a two\ndays' journey to pay a visit. And it was this name and my notorious\nhelplessness that bid fair to end what relations I had with the", "I seemed from a hundred yards to feel the stranger's forceful\npersonality. It was in his walk--I should better say stalk--as he", "Trampas say he was a liar. That is what he did when you were almost\na stranger among us, and he had not started seeing so much of you. I", "a stranger clad in black, and of a clerical deportment which would in\nthat atmosphere and to a watchful eye be visible for a mile or two.", "their eyes. For out of the eyes of every stranger looks either a friend\nor an enemy, waiting to be known. But how had five years of hate come to", "at first sight. It was not indeed. Five years of gathered hate had\nlooked out of the man's eyes. And she asked her lover who this was.", "holiday. But if he did, he never showed it to me. He had been sent to\nmeet a stranger and drive him to Sunk Creek in safety, and this charge", "\"Stud and draw,\" Steve told him. \"Strangers playing.\"\n\n\"I think I'd like to get into a game for a while,\" said the Southerner.\n\"Strangers, yu' say?\"", "\"Hello, Shorty!\" said Balaam, from over the creek. To the Virginian he\ngave a slight nod. He did not know him, although he knew well enough who\nhe was.", "She looked at him, puzzled by his tone. \"It's not strange when you know\nBob,\" she said.", "\"Not much; only how does he come to know any of them? And why don't he\ntake the Conant trail that's open and easy and not much longer? One man", "waitin' for somebody else to open this pot. I'll bet he don't know but\none thing now, and that's that nobody else shall know he don't know\nanything.\"" ], [ "Sunk Creek Ranch, and his reason for leaving his excellent employer the\nJudge. Not much was said, to be sure; the Virginian seldom spent many", "\"Well,\" said the Virginian, calculating, \"it's mighty nigh fo'ty miles\nfrom Muddy Crossin', an' I reckon we've come eighteen.\"", "The Virginian looked out of the window again, and watched Shorty and\nTrampas as they rode in the distance. \"Shorty is kind to animals,\" he", "\"Mawnin', Taylor,\" said the Virginian, pulling up for gossip. \"Ain't you\nstrayed off your range pretty far?\"", "that to-morrow would see them home. They recognized this region; and\nonce they turned off at a fork in the road. The Virginian pulled them\nback rather sharply.", "The Virginian set down my valise, and seemed to meditate. \"I did want a\nbed to-night,\" he murmured gently.\n\n\"Well,\" Steve suggested, \"the American looks like he washed the\noftenest.\"", "The Virginian had aimed his pistol at about the same time with his\nboot. Therefore the man sat in Dakota quietly, watching us go away into\nMontana, and offering no objections. Just before he became too small to", "Creek, it would be no more the Virginian who commanded him; it would be\nthe real ranch foreman. At the ranch he would be the Virginian's equal\nagain, both of them taking orders from their officially recognized", "His horse took a step, but was stopped short. There lay the Virginian's\nrope on the ground. I had been aware of Trampas's quite proper departure", "\"That's queer, too,\" said the Virginian. He was now riding in front of\nme, and he stopped, looking down at the trail. \"Don't you notice?\"\n\nIt did not strike me.", "the Virginian. \"The whole lot's shipped through to Chicago in two\nsections over the Burlington. The Judge is fighting the Elkhorn road.\"\nWe passed slowly along the two trains,--twenty cars, each car packed", "The Virginian made no reply to this frivolous suggestion. He was gazing\nover the wide landscape gravely and with apparent inattention. He", "On the day before the Virginian returned to take up his work at Judge\nHenry's ranch, he and Molly announced their news. What Molly said to", "\"It's two hundred and sixty-three miles,\" said the Virginian.", "\"You can notice Monte's,\" said the Virginian. \"He is the only one that\nhas his hind feet shod. There's several trails from this point down to\nwhere we have come from.\"", "expected to pass that way. And while the equality absorbed themselves in\na deep but harmless game of poker by the side of the railway line,\nthe Virginian and I sat on the top of a car, contemplating the sandy", "ranch, and he made the Virginian his partner. When the thieves prevailed\nat length, as they did, forcing cattle owners to leave the country or be", "The Virginian looked at him with friendly surprise. \"Why, help yourself!\nWe're all together yet awhile. Help yourselves,\" he repeated, to Trampas", "Toward the close of that winter, Judge and Mrs. Henry visited the East.\nThrough them a number of things became revealed. The Virginian was back\nat Sunk Creek.", "I do not know how long I stayed there alone. It was the Virginian who\ncame back, and as he stood at the foot of my blankets his eye, after" ], [ "her to teach school in. (\"The outrageous wretch!\" cried Molly! And her\ncheeks turned deep pink as she sat alone with her lover's letter.)", "By the levels of Bear Creek that reach like inlets among the\npromontories of the lonely hills, they came upon the schoolhouse, roofed", "going to teach school any more on Bear Creek, Wyoming; she was going\nhome to Bennington, Vermont. When time came for school to open again,\nthere should be a new schoolmarm.", "But when school was out, and the girl gone to her cabin, his mind had\nset the subject in order thoroughly, and he knocked at her door, ready,\nas he had put it, to sacrifice his character in the cause of true love.", "\"Well,\" he said musingly, and then his mind took one of those particular\nturns that made me love him, \"Taylor ought to see her. She'd be just the\nschoolmarm for Bear Creek!\"", "And then the next day it came out at the schoolhouse. During that\ninterval known as recess, she became aware through the open window that\nthey were playing a new game outside. Lusty screeches of delight reached\nher ears.", "their plates, while their hostess told them of increasing families upon\nBear Creek, and the expected school-teacher, and little Alfred's early", "So the snow fell, the world froze, and the spelling-books and exercises\nwent on. But this was not the only case of education which was\nprogressing at the Sunk Creek Ranch while love was snowbound.", "you after all. For it was bad enough to have her daughter quit her home\nto teach school out hyeh on Bear Creek. Bad enough without havin' me to", "maltreater of horses, learned to address me when he came a two\ndays' journey to pay a visit. And it was this name and my notorious\nhelplessness that bid fair to end what relations I had with the", "scholar.\" He turned toward her, and that fortress within her began to\nshake.", "there, and the farm crops, the Westfalls, and the young schoolmarm from\nVermont, for whom the Taylors had built a cabin next door to theirs. The", "\"Build your schoolhouse,\" said the Virginian. \"Uncle Hughey has\nqualified himself to subscribe to all such propositions. Got your eye on\na schoolmarm?\"", "V. ENTER THE WOMAN\n\n\n\"We are taking steps,\" said Mr. Taylor. \"Bear Creek ain't going to be\nhasty about a schoolmarm.\"", "Molly's term of ministration at the schoolhouse had so pleased Bear\nCreek that she was warmly urged to take a holiday. School could afford\nto begin a little late. Accordingly, she departed.", "Other matters also disquieted him--so Lin McLean was hanging round that\nschoolmarm! Yet he joined Ben Swinton in a seemingly Christian spirit.\nHe took some whiskey and praised the size of the barrel, speaking with", "needed. Mr. Horse-thief gave it up quicker than most; but the schoolmarm\ncouldn't have knowed he had a Mrs. Horse-thief camped on Poison Spider", "\"Why, it has come too late,\" he had told her when the scolding was over.\n\"If I was one of your little scholars hyeh in Bear Creek schoolhouse,", "Balaam's ranch. Teaching school was something she would like to do, if\nshe were fitted for it. \"Since the mills failed\" (the writer said) \"we", "school, and a-comin' and a-goin', and she chattin' cheerful and askin'\nme a heap o' questions all about myself every day, and I not lyin' much" ], [ "The Virginian looked on at this, silent and sombre. He could scarcely\ninterfere between another man and his own beast. Neither he nor Balaam", "\"Yes,\" spoke the Virginian in their midst, \"that wasn't sort o' right.\nEspecially as I am the man you're huntin'.\"\n\nThey sat dumb at his assurance.", "The Virginian gave a general nod to the company, and walked out into the\nstreet.\n\n\"It's a turruble shame,\" sighed Scipio, \"that he couldn't have postponed\nit.\"", "concluded. But he knew instantly that this was not so. The Virginian\nwas looking at something real, and Scipio went to the window to see for\nhimself.", "If it was discussion he tried for, he failed. The Virginian's hand\nmoved, and for one thick, flashing moment my thoughts were evidently", "But the Virginian understood part of it. \"I am right sorry for your\nannoyance,\" he said. And now I noticed he was under a constraint very\ndifferent from the ease of the others.", "That hunt was made, and during the weeks of its duration something was\nsaid to explain a little more fully the Virginian's difficulty at the", "to do it in our presence, the whole thing from beginning to end. The\nVirginian sat with the damp coming out on his forehead, and his eyes\ndropped from his employer's.", "The Virginian noticed me. \"Good-by forever!\" he interpreted.\n\n\"By God, I hope so!\"\n\n\"Same here,\" he confessed. And these were our first natural words this\nmorning.", "The Virginian obeyed, blushing from his black hair to his collar.", "their coats with a good deal of elbow motion, and otherwise showed\noff. It was wasted. The Virginian did not know what was going on in the", "The Virginian was on the point of saying, \"Then get out!\" But instead,\nhe spoke kindness to the end. \"The weather is freezing yet,\" he said,", "Of course they pitched upon poor Lin. Here was the Virginian doing\nhis best, holding horses and helping ladies descend, while the name of", "was not a graceful loser; but he got through this, and the Virginian\neased him down by treating him precisely like the others--apparently.", "meaning to the Virginian as he watched. Then his mind grasped the\nhorror, too late. Even with his cry of execration and the tiger spring", "\"He did the choosing,\" answered the Virginian. \"Listen to me. Are you\nlistening?\" he asked, for her gaze was dull.\n\nShe nodded.", "The Virginian shook his head. \"He cannot change his word, seh. Or at\nleast I must stay around till he does. Why, I have given him the say-so.", "\"I'd forgot,\" the Virginian murmured. Then sharply, \"How did you hear\nit?\"\n\n\"Mrs. Taylor--\"\n\n\"Oh! Well, a man would never have told a woman that.\"", "fighter on the other side who was another jim-dandy--and he was sorry\nfor having it to do.\" The Virginian warmed to his recital. \"I understand", "Virginian, who was now also standing up. \"Begin right off. Leave the\nbunk house. The gentlemen won't mind your sleeping in your own house.\"" ], [ "\"Trampas,\" said the Virginian, \"I thought yu'd be afeared to try it on\nme.\"\n\nTrampas whirled round. His hand was at his belt. \"Afraid!\" he sneered.", "The Virginian took his turn at smiling. \"Mighty plain to me, seh. Make\nit plain to Trampas, and there'll be no killin'. We can't get at it that\nway.\"", "Trampas would have liked to let himself go. \"I've not come here for any\nforgiveness,\" he sneered.\n\n\"When did yu' feel yu' needed any?\" The Virginian was impregnable.", "of its outcome. For everything would be over by dark. After five years,\nhere was the end coming--coming before dark. Trampas had got up this\nmorning with no such thought. It seemed very strange to look back upon", "\"Bah!\" said Trampas.\n\nThe Virginian stopped looking at the sky, and watched Trampas from where\nhe lay.", "The Virginian noticed me. \"Good-by forever!\" he interpreted.\n\n\"By God, I hope so!\"\n\n\"Same here,\" he confessed. And these were our first natural words this\nmorning.", "also the thoughts of Trampas. But the Virginian only held out to Trampas\nthe rope which he had detached from his saddle.", "the Virginian. \"The whole lot's shipped through to Chicago in two\nsections over the Burlington. The Judge is fighting the Elkhorn road.\"\nWe passed slowly along the two trains,--twenty cars, each car packed", "twitched, and then ceased; for it was all. The Virginian stood looking\ndown at Trampas.", "\"This hyeh train?\" The Virginian consulted his watch. \"Why, it's been\nfanning it a right smart little while,\" said he, laying no stress upon\nhis indolent syllables.", "The Virginian looked at him with friendly surprise. \"Why, help yourself!\nWe're all together yet awhile. Help yourselves,\" he repeated, to Trampas", "His horse took a step, but was stopped short. There lay the Virginian's\nrope on the ground. I had been aware of Trampas's quite proper departure", "\"Just as soon as Trampas makes the first move,\" Scipio replied easily.\n\nI became dignified. Scipio had evidently been told things by the\nVirginian.", "After that Shorty returned to the bunk house, and the Virginian knew\nthat the boy had learned his lesson of discontent from Trampas with", "loud. And I caught the eyes of Trampas fixed upon the Virginian with\nexultant malevolence. Scipio's disgusted glance was upon me from the\ndoor.", "That hunt was made, and during the weeks of its duration something was\nsaid to explain a little more fully the Virginian's difficulty at the", "\"So she's arrived in this hyeh country?\" observed the Virginian, very\ncasually.\n\n\"Arrived!\" said Trampas again. \"Where have you been grazing lately?\"", "had been very clever indeed. For I had abstained from telling any tales\nabout the present feeling between Trampas and the Virginian; but he had", "and might have been sitting, say, in Danbury, Connecticut. Even Trampas\nmerged quietly with the general placidity. The Virginian did not, to be", "\"I'd forgot,\" the Virginian murmured. Then sharply, \"How did you hear\nit?\"\n\n\"Mrs. Taylor--\"\n\n\"Oh! Well, a man would never have told a woman that.\"" ], [ "The Virginian had aimed his pistol at about the same time with his\nboot. Therefore the man sat in Dakota quietly, watching us go away into\nMontana, and offering no objections. Just before he became too small to", "The Virginian gave a general nod to the company, and walked out into the\nstreet.\n\n\"It's a turruble shame,\" sighed Scipio, \"that he couldn't have postponed\nit.\"", "Virginian had foreseen,--Trampas departed to a \"better job,\" as he took\npains to say, and with him the docile Shorty rode away upon his horse\nPedro.", "his three friends, and they said no word to him. But they turned and\nfollowed in his rear at a little distance, because it was known that\nShorty had been found shot from behind. The Virginian gained a position", "The Virginian was on the point of saying, \"Then get out!\" But instead,\nhe spoke kindness to the end. \"The weather is freezing yet,\" he said,", "The Virginian looked quickly out of the door. \"Why, he's leavin' us!\" he\nexclaimed. \"Drivin' away right now in his little old buggy!\" He turned", "The Virginian noticed me. \"Good-by forever!\" he interpreted.\n\n\"By God, I hope so!\"\n\n\"Same here,\" he confessed. And these were our first natural words this\nmorning.", "\"Trampas,\" said the Virginian, \"I thought yu'd be afeared to try it on\nme.\"\n\nTrampas whirled round. His hand was at his belt. \"Afraid!\" he sneered.", "\"I'll see you boys again,\" said the Virginian, heavily; and he walked\naway.\n\nScipio looked after him, astonished. \"Yu' might suppose he was in poor\nluck,\" he said to McLean.", "\"It'll not be watching us much longer,\" said the Virginian. He made it\na sort of joke; but I knew that both of us were glad when presently we", "His horse took a step, but was stopped short. There lay the Virginian's\nrope on the ground. I had been aware of Trampas's quite proper departure", "twitched, and then ceased; for it was all. The Virginian stood looking\ndown at Trampas.", "concluded. But he knew instantly that this was not so. The Virginian\nwas looking at something real, and Scipio went to the window to see for\nhimself.", "\"I'd forgot,\" the Virginian murmured. Then sharply, \"How did you hear\nit?\"\n\n\"Mrs. Taylor--\"\n\n\"Oh! Well, a man would never have told a woman that.\"", "The Virginian looked on at this, silent and sombre. He could scarcely\ninterfere between another man and his own beast. Neither he nor Balaam", "After that Shorty returned to the bunk house, and the Virginian knew\nthat the boy had learned his lesson of discontent from Trampas with", "\"It's come!\" exclaimed Mrs. Taylor, at this sight. \"He has written to\nher mother himself.\"\n\nThat is what the Virginian had done, and here is how it had come about.", "\"We must hinder that,\" said the Virginian; and he dropped Pedro's rope.\n\"There's your six-shooter. You keep the trail, and camp down there\"--he", "Virginian, who was now also standing up. \"Begin right off. Leave the\nbunk house. The gentlemen won't mind your sleeping in your own house.\"", "and wrote a letter to the Judge. This the owner of the cabin delivered.\nAnd so, having spread news which would at once cause a search for the\nVirginian, and having constructed such sentences to the Judge as would" ], [ "At this, Molly, stepping out of the carriage, squeezed her husband's\nhand. \"I knew that she would be lovely,\" she whispered to him. And then", "So Molly's immediate family never saw that photograph, and never heard\na word from her upon this subject. But on the day that she left for Bear", "Their first arrival, the one at Bennington, had been thus: Sam Bell\nhad met them at the train, and Mrs. Wood, waiting in her parlor, had", "Upon that occasion he found two patients. Molly Wood lay in bed at Mrs.\nTaylor's, filled with apology and indignation. With little to do, and", "\"Who would have dreamed it!\" said Molly, with well-measured mockery. She\nknew that she had scored at last, and that this day was hers. \"Don't", "Bennington opened its arms to its venturesome daughter. Much was made\nof Molly Wood. Old faces and old places welcomed her. Fatted calves of", "\"A very nice home, deary,\" said she, \"if it was a home. But you'll fix\nsomething like this in your real home, I have no doubt.\"\n\nMolly made no answer.", "On the day before the Virginian returned to take up his work at Judge\nHenry's ranch, he and Molly announced their news. What Molly said to", "Molly's. After this little observation, Mrs. Flynt said no more, but\ncontinued her purchases in the store where she and the rector had\nhappened to find themselves together. Later she stated to a friend that", "she was in luck. And poor Mrs. Wood, sitting on the sofa, conversed\nscrupulously and timidly with her novel son-in-law, and said to Molly", "had been spoken to Molly, and that by her next-door neighbor and kindest\nfriend. In Mrs. Taylor's house the girl had daily come and gone as", "Over in the house at Dunbarton, the old lady held Molly's hand and\nlooked a long while at her. \"You have changed very much,\" she said\nfinally.\n\n\"I am a year older,\" said the girl.", "any rate those of the naturally keen. On a later day--and the interval\nwas brief--while Molly was on her second drive to take the air with Mrs.", "where Taylor had followed to bring him here as soon as might be. At this\nMolly consented to rest and to watch, turn about; and once she was over", "Along Bear Creek, however, Molly and her \"rustler\" took a ride soon\nafter her return. They were neither married nor engaged, and she was\ntelling him about Vermont.", "with it. They did not dream that they were assisting in any battle. No\none ever had more unconscious allies than did Molly at that time. But\nshe used them consciously, or almost consciously. She frequented them;", "than twenty. And when each summer the young Molly went to Dunbarton, New\nHampshire, to pay her established family visit to the last survivors of", "Upon the day following Mrs. Taylor essayed the impossible. She took\nherself over to Molly Wood's cabin. The girl gave her a listless\ngreeting, and the dame sat slowly down, and surveyed the comfortable\nroom.", "Judge and Mrs. Henry, Molly Wood, and two strangers, a lady and\na gentleman, were the party which had been driving in the large", "\"Well,\" she said, \"I suppose there are days when he does not kill\npeople.\"\n\n\"He never killed anybody!\" And Molly laughed.\n\n\"Are you seriously--\" said the old lady." ], [ "Bennington opened its arms to its venturesome daughter. Much was made\nof Molly Wood. Old faces and old places welcomed her. Fatted calves of", "At this, Molly, stepping out of the carriage, squeezed her husband's\nhand. \"I knew that she would be lovely,\" she whispered to him. And then", "\"Never!\" said the old lady, \"especially if you can't love him.\"\n\n\"I do like him,\" said Molly; \"and he is very kind.\"", "\"Who would have dreamed it!\" said Molly, with well-measured mockery. She\nknew that she had scored at last, and that this day was hers. \"Don't", "so extraordinarily cheerful and serene. That peculiar severity which she\nhad manifested in the days when Molly was packing her possessions,\nhad now altogether changed. In these days she was endlessly kind and", "It will be remembered that Molly wrote to her mother, and to her\ngreat-aunt. That announcement to her mother was undertaken first. Its", "had been spoken to Molly, and that by her next-door neighbor and kindest\nfriend. In Mrs. Taylor's house the girl had daily come and gone as", "she was in luck. And poor Mrs. Wood, sitting on the sofa, conversed\nscrupulously and timidly with her novel son-in-law, and said to Molly", "\"Well,\" she said, \"I suppose there are days when he does not kill\npeople.\"\n\n\"He never killed anybody!\" And Molly laughed.\n\n\"Are you seriously--\" said the old lady.", "than half understood. And understanding thus much, she asked no prying\nquestions, but thought of the days of her own youth, and only spoke a\nlittle quiet love and confidence to Molly.", "The father once more grinned at his guests, who themselves turned\nsheepish and polite; for Mrs. Westfall came in, brisk and hearty, and", "any rate those of the naturally keen. On a later day--and the interval\nwas brief--while Molly was on her second drive to take the air with Mrs.", "\"I am glad they hadn't quarrelled,\" said Molly, thoughtfully. And she\nbegan to like having her opinions refuted.", "Molly flung her arms around her aunt, and stopped her words with a kiss.\nAnd then one winter afternoon, two years later, came the last straw.", "that she found nothing to object to in the Virginian; she told Molly so.\nHer husband Sam did better than that. He told Molly he considered that", "Upon that occasion he found two patients. Molly Wood lay in bed at Mrs.\nTaylor's, filled with apology and indignation. With little to do, and", "with it. They did not dream that they were assisting in any battle. No\none ever had more unconscious allies than did Molly at that time. But\nshe used them consciously, or almost consciously. She frequented them;", "So Molly's immediate family never saw that photograph, and never heard\na word from her upon this subject. But on the day that she left for Bear", "Upon the day following Mrs. Taylor essayed the impossible. She took\nherself over to Molly Wood's cabin. The girl gave her a listless\ngreeting, and the dame sat slowly down, and surveyed the comfortable\nroom.", "Their first arrival, the one at Bennington, had been thus: Sam Bell\nhad met them at the train, and Mrs. Wood, waiting in her parlor, had" ], [ "We now finished breakfast and set forth to catch the horses. As we drove\nthem in I found that the Virginian was telling me a ghost story. \"At", "took only ten minutes. I cannot pretend to explain why this one was\nso greatly superior to the other; but such is the remarkable fact. Its\nbeginning, to be sure, did give the old lady a start; she had dismissed", "And then everything happened at once; and how shall mere words narrate\nit? The door burst open, and out flew the commercial traveller in his", "The anecdote met with instantaneous success, and I hurried away into the\ndark. The next morning I was occupied with the chickens. Two hens were", "Em'ly began sitting on Friday afternoon near sundown. Early next morning\nmy sleep was gradually dispersed by a sound unearthly and continuous.", "soon as they began, only I could not interfere.\" He waited again. \"It is\nmighty strange where I have been. No. Mighty natural.\" Then he went back", "\"The whole world is far from here,\" he said. And so she obeyed him, and\nwent away to wander about in their hiding-place; nor was she to return,\nhe told her, until he called her.", "\"Very short. Now please attend.\" And she read him twelve lines about\na lover who rowed to a beach in the dusk, crossed a field, tapped at a\npane, and was admitted.", "everywhere, and feeling it everywhere, wondered what this could be. Then\nhe knew: it was the sun that had gone entirely behind the mountains, and\nhe drew out his pistol.", "poor lady. To begin with, Molly had constructed her whole opening\npage with the express and merciful intention of preparing her mother.\nConsequently, it made no sense whatever. Its effect was the usual effect", "Not one of her family had seen it, or suspected its existence. She now\nbrought it downstairs and placed it in her aunt's hand.\n\n\"Mercy!\" cried the old lady.", "lips than in another's. But she did not hear him. Her mind was among a\nlitter of broken sentences. Each thought which she began ran out into", "\"It is mean luck. Mighty mean,\" he repeated.\n\n\"How could you be so long?\" she asked. \"Never mind, I've got you now. It\nis over.\"", "she had cried, \"come here. What does this mean?\" And then, fortified by\nher elder daughter, she had turned over that first page and found what", "\"No,\" she said. \"No, no, no.\" She sat down.\n\nIt was some time before she finished the letter. Then once more she got\nup and put on her hat.", "Their first arrival, the one at Bennington, had been thus: Sam Bell\nhad met them at the train, and Mrs. Wood, waiting in her parlor, had", "And when the tale of the changed babies arrived duly by the post, it\ncreated a more than usual sensation, and was read to a large number of\npleased and scandalized neighbors. \"I hate her to be where such things", "then two shots. Out of the window she saw people beginning to run. At\nthat she turned and fled to her room, and flung herself face downward\nupon the floor.", "This gave me their attention; and, from that afternoon in Dakota when I\nhad first stepped aboard the caboose, I told them the whole tale of my", "It has happened to you, has it not, to wake in the morning and wonder\nfor a while where on earth you are? Thus I came half to life in the\ncaboose, hearing voices, but not the actual words at first." ], [ "he was eighteen he got to be help to a grocery man. But a girl he ran\nwith kept taking all his pay and teasing him for more, and so one day", "\"It is mean luck. Mighty mean,\" he repeated.\n\n\"How could you be so long?\" she asked. \"Never mind, I've got you now. It\nis over.\"", "\"Very short. Now please attend.\" And she read him twelve lines about\na lover who rowed to a beach in the dusk, crossed a field, tapped at a\npane, and was admitted.", "\"The whole world is far from here,\" he said. And so she obeyed him, and\nwent away to wander about in their hiding-place; nor was she to return,\nhe told her, until he called her.", "\"I don't know. Somebody just came and said it.\"\n\n\"This is mean luck,\" he murmured, patting her. \"This is mean luck.\"", "\"Yes,\" he slowly said, looking after her as she went to bring his horse,\n\"the same child that wanted to touch the moon, I guess.\" And during the", "\"Looks like Ounces,\" I said, considering the footprints.\n\n\"It's Ounces. And Ounces wanted another hawss very bad, so him and\nPounds could travel like gentlemen should.\"", "and fall again, and lie there this time, still. A little smoke was\nrising from the pistol on the ground, and he looked at his own, and saw\nthe smoke flowing upward out of it.", "For a long while after she had left him, he lay still, stretched in\nhis chair. His eyes were fixed steadily upon the open window and the", "And then everything happened at once; and how shall mere words narrate\nit? The door burst open, and out flew the commercial traveller in his", "\"I am like that fellow,\" he said dreamily. \"I have often done the same.\"\nAnd stretching slowly his arms and legs, he lay full length upon his", "I. ENTER THE MAN", "\"Never!\" said the old lady, \"especially if you can't love him.\"\n\n\"I do like him,\" said Molly; \"and he is very kind.\"", "And after the girl had gone back to Bennington, the great-aunt had this\nthought: \"She is like us all. She wants a man that is a man.\" Nor did", "strong heart yet waked up to any hunger for a home. Let me also tell you\nthat he was one of thousands drifting and living thus, but (as you shall\nlearn) one in a thousand.", "hated his travelling with trash like them. It was right natural--the boy\nand the old man! But the boy showed himself a man too. He killed a big", "With that he had ridden away, not even touching her hand. Long after\nhe had gone she was still in her chair, her eyes lingering upon his", "Shorty yielded himself up aloud. All his humble secrets came out of\nhim. He walked aimlessly round, lamenting. He had lost his job, and he", "lips than in another's. But she did not hear him. Her mind was among a\nlitter of broken sentences. Each thought which she began ran out into", "Mrs. Taylor wondered where the girl could be walking so fast. But she\nwas not walking anywhere, and in half an hour she returned, rosy with\nher swift exercise, but with a spirit as perturbed as when she had set\nout." ], [ "the Virginian. \"The whole lot's shipped through to Chicago in two\nsections over the Burlington. The Judge is fighting the Elkhorn road.\"\nWe passed slowly along the two trains,--twenty cars, each car packed", "The Virginian was on the point of saying, \"Then get out!\" But instead,\nhe spoke kindness to the end. \"The weather is freezing yet,\" he said,", "The Virginian set down my valise, and seemed to meditate. \"I did want a\nbed to-night,\" he murmured gently.\n\n\"Well,\" Steve suggested, \"the American looks like he washed the\noftenest.\"", "The Virginian looked at him with friendly surprise. \"Why, help yourself!\nWe're all together yet awhile. Help yourselves,\" he repeated, to Trampas", "Virginian, who was now also standing up. \"Begin right off. Leave the\nbunk house. The gentlemen won't mind your sleeping in your own house.\"", "expected to pass that way. And while the equality absorbed themselves in\na deep but harmless game of poker by the side of the railway line,\nthe Virginian and I sat on the top of a car, contemplating the sandy", "The Virginian had aimed his pistol at about the same time with his\nboot. Therefore the man sat in Dakota quietly, watching us go away into\nMontana, and offering no objections. Just before he became too small to", "\"That's queer, too,\" said the Virginian. He was now riding in front of\nme, and he stopped, looking down at the trail. \"Don't you notice?\"\n\nIt did not strike me.", "And as they howled and stamped, the wheels of the caboose began to turn\ngently and to murmur.\n\nThe Virginian rose suddenly. \"Will yu' save that thirst and take a\nforty-dollar job?\"", "\"It'll not be watching us much longer,\" said the Virginian. He made it\na sort of joke; but I knew that both of us were glad when presently we", "The Virginian, still walking aloof in the open air, paused at the edge\nof the town. \"I'd sooner have a sickness than be undecided this way,\"", "The Virginian looked quickly out of the door. \"Why, he's leavin' us!\" he\nexclaimed. \"Drivin' away right now in his little old buggy!\" He turned", "\"There's game 'most all over these mountains,\" the Virginian continued;\n\"country not been settled long enough to scare them out.\" So they fell\ninto casual conversation, and for the first time were glad of each\nother's company.", "\"Work bein' done on the road, I see,\" the Virginian was saying, very\nfriendly and conversational.\n\n\"We see it too,\" said the voice of Trampas.", "The Virginian unlocked the room in the hotel where he kept stored his\ntent, his blankets, his pack-saddles, and his many accoutrements for the", "robustly tramping. Miss Wood was still the partner of Mr. Taylor. \"Let's\nhave some whiskey,\" said the Virginian. They had it, and returned, and", "\"This hyeh train?\" The Virginian consulted his watch. \"Why, it's been\nfanning it a right smart little while,\" said he, laying no stress upon\nhis indolent syllables.", "I do not know how long I stayed there alone. It was the Virginian who\ncame back, and as he stood at the foot of my blankets his eye, after", "\"Oh, drink with me uptown!\" cried Scipio. \"I'm pleased to death with\nyu'.\"\n\nThe Virginian glanced where the saloons stood just behind the station,\nand shook his head.", "The Virginian gave a general nod to the company, and walked out into the\nstreet.\n\n\"It's a turruble shame,\" sighed Scipio, \"that he couldn't have postponed\nit.\"" ], [ "The Virginian was now looking over the letter musingly, and with\nawakened attention.\n\n\"'Your very sincere spinster,'\" he read aloud slowly.", "The Virginian walked to the hotel, and stood on the threshold of his\nsweetheart's room. She had heard his step, and was upon her feet. Her\nlips were parted, and her eyes fixed on him, nor did she move, or speak.", "At the view of their journey's end, the Virginian looked down at his\ngirl beside him, his eyes filled with a bridegroom's light, and, hanging", "\"That is very, very true,\" murmured the Virginian, dropping his eyes\nfrom the girl's intent ones.\n\n\"Had they quarrelled?\" she inquired.\n\n\"Oh, no!\"", "The Virginian spoke this in his gentlest voice. But his rebuffed\nsweetheart turned her face away, and from her eyes she brushed a tear.", "The Virginian was on the point of saying, \"Then get out!\" But instead,\nhe spoke kindness to the end. \"The weather is freezing yet,\" he said,", "\"That is the best yet,\" said the Virginian. \"There's only one thing yu'\ncan think about that.\"\n\n\"But wait,\" said the girl, swiftly. \"Here is how they parted:--", "The Virginian set down my valise, and seemed to meditate. \"I did want a\nbed to-night,\" he murmured gently.\n\n\"Well,\" Steve suggested, \"the American looks like he washed the\noftenest.\"", "Molly liked the Virginian for his blush. It made him very handsome. But\nshe thought that it came from his confession about \"pretty near crying.\"", "\"I'd forgot,\" the Virginian murmured. Then sharply, \"How did you hear\nit?\"\n\n\"Mrs. Taylor--\"\n\n\"Oh! Well, a man would never have told a woman that.\"", "At a sound, her eyes quickly opened; and here was her lover turned in\nhis saddle, watching another horseman approach. She saw the Virginian's", "The Virginian looked at her in surprise. \"Why, where have you seen him?\"\nhe asked.\n\n\"Never till now. But I knew.\"", "The Virginian noticed me. \"Good-by forever!\" he interpreted.\n\n\"By God, I hope so!\"\n\n\"Same here,\" he confessed. And these were our first natural words this\nmorning.", "\"She's sure manly-lookin',\" said the Virginian. We had walked toward the\ncorral, and he was now scrutinizing Em'ly with interest.", "narro' gauge.\" The Virginian looked at Molly a moment almost shyly. \"Do\nyou know,\" he said, and a blush spread over his face, \"I pretty near", "\"Oh, where is it? Don't let me see it!\" screamed Molly. And at this\ndeeply feminine remark, the Virginian looked at her with such a smile", "indebted to her for gaining me a friend whose prejudice against me might\nnever have been otherwise overcome, I shall tell you her little story,\nand how her misadventures and her fate came to bring the Virginian and", "THE VIRGINIAN\n\nA Horseman Of The Plains\n\nBy Owen Wister\n\n\n\n\nTo THEODORE ROOSEVELT", "But the Virginian did not turn a hair. \"I reckon she wouldn't,\" he\nanswered. \"She was raised in Vermont. They don't bother overly about", "How is it that this girl could cry at having to tell Sam Bannett she\ncould not think of him, and then treat another lover as she treated the\nVirginian? I cannot tell you, having never (as I said before) been a\nwoman myself." ], [ "cattle-thief. And so when your ordinary citizen sees this, and sees that\nhe has placed justice in a dead hand, he must take justice back into his", "rustler was a cattle thief.", "honesty which respects another man's cattle. It was not known for\ncertain. But calves had begun to disappear in Cattle Land, and cows had", "\"Why, children!\" exclaimed Molly.\n\n\"He's said his prayers and everything,\" they all screamed out. \"He's a\nrustler, and we're lynchin' him. Jump, Bob!\"", "rode. It was the same animal he had seen once or twice before. But\nsomething must be done. The Judge's horses were far out on the big\nrange, and must be found and driven in, which would take certainly the", "\"How would it suit you to have him live longer?\" inquired a member of\nthe opposite faction, suspected of being himself a cattle thief.", "\"He was not a man, though we thought he was till this. Steve and I\nstarted punching cattle together at the Bordeaux outfit, north of", "Yes, he had poisoned the lost dog. In the springtime, when the\nneighboring ranches needed additional hands, it happened as the", "and that the Virginian was a good. He knew that the cattle thieves--the\nrustlers--were gaining, in numbers and audacity; that they led many", "ranch, and he made the Virginian his partner. When the thieves prevailed\nat length, as they did, forcing cattle owners to leave the country or be", "Texas bull was. Well, it was turruble sad. Baldy's pants got tore, but\nhe fell inside the fence, and Lin druv the bull back and somebody stole", "\"When the natural pasture is eaten off,\" he explained. \"I have seen that\ncoming a long while. And if the thieves are going to make us drive", "But the nerves of Trampas were almost beyond the reach of intoxication,\nand he swallowed some more, and went out again. Presently he fell in\nwith some of his brothers in cattle stealing, and walked along with them\nfor a little.", "\"A maltreater of hawsses,\" replied the cow-puncher. \"His ranch is on\nButte Creek oveh yondeh.\" And he pointed to where the diverging road", "and watchfulness, and councils with the Judge. The cattle thieves were\ngrowing bold, and winter had scattered the cattle widely over the range.", "been found killed. And calves with one brand upon them had been found\nwith mothers that bore the brand of another owner. This industry was\ntaking root in Cattle Land, and of those who practised it, some were", "played the game. No call to blame me for the customs of the country. You\nleave other folks' cattle alone, or you take the consequences, and it", "good enough for him. He selected a more theatrical moment. We emerged\nfrom a narrow canyon suddenly upon five hundred cattle and some cow-boys", "to be made at once, and two cannot get away quickly upon one horse. But\nit was poor Shorty's last blunder. He lay there by their extinct fire,", "news. The cattle thieves had grown more audacious. Horses and cattle\nboth were being missed, and each man began almost to doubt his neighbor." ], [ "expect Trampas is the only enemy he ever had in this country. But he\nwould never let you know about that.\"", "\"Especially Trampas,\" said I. \"The Judge knows about that,\" I added.\n\n\"Knows, does he? What's he say?\" Scipio drew me quickly out of the bunk\nhouse.", "\"Riding and shooting and kissing the kids,\" sneered Trampas. \"That's a\nheap too pussy-kitten for me.\"\n\nThey laughed. The sage-brush audience is readily cynical.", "\"Why, Trampas. He done you dirt. You pass that over. You could have\nfired him, but you let him stay and keep his job. That's goodness. And", "\"Oh,\" said he, easily, \"just a man I see now and then.\"\n\n\"Is his name Trampas?\" said Molly Wood.", "\"Why, that's the man you played cards with at Medicine Bow!\" I said.\n\n\"Yes. Trampas. He's got a job at the ranch now.\" The Virginian said no\nmore, but went on with his breakfast.", "The bishop did know. Never before in all his wilderness work had he\nfaced such a thing. He knew that Trampas was an evil in the country,", "ranch. He knew that in Roberts, Trampas had lost a powerful friend. And\nthis was what I most saw, this final fact, that Trampas had no longer", "\"I don't see what Trampas wants him for,\" said Scipio.\n\n\"Oh, a handy tool some day.\"\n\n\"Not very handy,\" said Scipio.", "of its outcome. For everything would be over by dark. After five years,\nhere was the end coming--coming before dark. Trampas had got up this\nmorning with no such thought. It seemed very strange to look back upon", "Shorty. But it's me that has kept Shorty out of harm's way this long. If\nI had fired Trampas, he'd have worked Shorty into dissatisfaction that\nmuch sooner.\"", "Scipio meditated again. \"I knowed Trampas would pull his freight,\" he\nsaid. \"But I didn't think of Shorty. What makes you think it?\"\n\n\"He asked me for a raise.\"", "along, and he jumped me into the vacancy, and I expect he is pretty near\nconsoled. And as boss of the outfit he beat Trampas, who was settin' up", "One doubt remained: what kind of a man was Trampas? A public back-down\nis an unfinished thing,--for some natures at least. I looked at his\nface, and thought it sullen, but tricky rather than courageous.", "\"He never has wanted it,\" Trampas sneered to the bystanders. \"He has\nbeen dodging it five years. But I've got him coralled.\"\n\nSome of the Trampas faction smiled.", "\"Trampas?\" said Molly, quickly serious. She looked along the road ahead,\nand discerned the figure of Trampas still visible on its way to town.", "certainly Trampas was the other man; for the two were as inseparable as\ndon and master. Trampas had enticed Shorty away from good, and trained", "Presently Scipio rose, and noticed the half-finished exercise upon the\nVirginian's desk. \"Trampas is a rolling stone,\" he said.\n\n\"A rolling piece of mud,\" corrected the Virginian.", "\"Looks that way. But I do mean it about Trampas.\"", "\"That's so. That's very true. Trampas has led him in deeper than his\nstature can stand. Now back East you can be middling and get along. But" ], [ "The Virginian took his turn at smiling. \"Mighty plain to me, seh. Make\nit plain to Trampas, and there'll be no killin'. We can't get at it that\nway.\"", "\"Trampas,\" said the Virginian, \"I thought yu'd be afeared to try it on\nme.\"\n\nTrampas whirled round. His hand was at his belt. \"Afraid!\" he sneered.", "\"Why, that's the man you played cards with at Medicine Bow!\" I said.\n\n\"Yes. Trampas. He's got a job at the ranch now.\" The Virginian said no\nmore, but went on with his breakfast.", "The Virginian looked at him with friendly surprise. \"Why, help yourself!\nWe're all together yet awhile. Help yourselves,\" he repeated, to Trampas", "Trampas would have liked to let himself go. \"I've not come here for any\nforgiveness,\" he sneered.\n\n\"When did yu' feel yu' needed any?\" The Virginian was impregnable.", "twitched, and then ceased; for it was all. The Virginian stood looking\ndown at Trampas.", "\"Just as soon as Trampas makes the first move,\" Scipio replied easily.\n\nI became dignified. Scipio had evidently been told things by the\nVirginian.", "\"Bah!\" said Trampas.\n\nThe Virginian stopped looking at the sky, and watched Trampas from where\nhe lay.", "And Trampas? And the Virginian? They were out of it. The Virginian had\ngone straight to his new abode. Trampas lay in his bed, not asleep, and\nsullen as ever.", "After that Shorty returned to the bunk house, and the Virginian knew\nthat the boy had learned his lesson of discontent from Trampas with", "The eye of a man is the prince of deadly weapons. Trampas looked in the\nVirginian's, and slowly rose. \"I didn't mean--\" he began, and paused,\nhis face poisonously bloated.", "The Virginian was on the point of saying, \"Then get out!\" But instead,\nhe spoke kindness to the end. \"The weather is freezing yet,\" he said,", "of its outcome. For everything would be over by dark. After five years,\nhere was the end coming--coming before dark. Trampas had got up this\nmorning with no such thought. It seemed very strange to look back upon", "\"I'm obliged to yu',\" said the Virginian to Scipio. Trampas's hand left\nhis belt. He threw a slight, easy look at his men, and keeping his back", "The Virginian noticed me. \"Good-by forever!\" he interpreted.\n\n\"By God, I hope so!\"\n\n\"Same here,\" he confessed. And these were our first natural words this\nmorning.", "They laughed loudly at the blackguard picture which he drew; and the\nlaugh stopped short, for the Virginian stood over Trampas.\n\n\"You can rise up now, and tell them you lie,\" he said.", "also the thoughts of Trampas. But the Virginian only held out to Trampas\nthe rope which he had detached from his saddle.", "Presently Scipio rose, and noticed the half-finished exercise upon the\nVirginian's desk. \"Trampas is a rolling stone,\" he said.\n\n\"A rolling piece of mud,\" corrected the Virginian.", "His horse took a step, but was stopped short. There lay the Virginian's\nrope on the ground. I had been aware of Trampas's quite proper departure", "The Virginian looked out of the window again, and watched Shorty and\nTrampas as they rode in the distance. \"Shorty is kind to animals,\" he" ], [ "On the day before the Virginian returned to take up his work at Judge\nHenry's ranch, he and Molly announced their news. What Molly said to", "Molly and her Virginian sat at a certain spring where he had often\nridden with her. On this day he was bidding her farewell before", "And while Molly was thus dreaming that the Virginian had ridden his\nhorse into the railroad car, and sat down beside her, the fire in the", "Miss Molly Wood said nothing at the time. But in the afternoon, by her\nwish, she went fishing, with the Virginian deputed to escort her. I", "On the day that the Virginian parted with Molly, beside the weight of\nfarewell which lay heavy on his heart, his thoughts were also grave with", "narro' gauge.\" The Virginian looked at Molly a moment almost shyly. \"Do\nyou know,\" he said, and a blush spread over his face, \"I pretty near", "\"Oh, where is it? Don't let me see it!\" screamed Molly. And at this\ndeeply feminine remark, the Virginian looked at her with such a smile", "Thus the Virginian's cause by no means prospered at this time. His\nforces were scattered, while Molly's were concentrated. The girl was", "Toward the close of that winter, Judge and Mrs. Henry visited the East.\nThrough them a number of things became revealed. The Virginian was back\nat Sunk Creek.", "The Virginian looked quickly out of the door. \"Why, he's leavin' us!\" he\nexclaimed. \"Drivin' away right now in his little old buggy!\" He turned", "\"More like old times,\" said the Virginian, but sadly.\n\n\"It's too bad,\" said Molly, \"you had to be brought into such a looking\nplace.\"", "At the view of their journey's end, the Virginian looked down at his\ngirl beside him, his eyes filled with a bridegroom's light, and, hanging", "\"Ha, ha, ha! That's rich, too!\" and so the simple partner explained a\ngreat deal about the Virginian to Molly Wood. At the end of the set she\nsaw the man by the door take a step in her direction.", "Virginian, who was now also standing up. \"Begin right off. Leave the\nbunk house. The gentlemen won't mind your sleeping in your own house.\"", "Upstairs, Molly, sitting on the Virginian's knee, put the flower in his\ncoat, and then laid her head upon his shoulder.", "The letter which the Virginian wrote to Molly Wood was, as has been\nstated, the first that he had ever addressed to her. I think, perhaps,", "the Virginian. \"The whole lot's shipped through to Chicago in two\nsections over the Burlington. The Judge is fighting the Elkhorn road.\"\nWe passed slowly along the two trains,--twenty cars, each car packed", "The Virginian was on the point of saying, \"Then get out!\" But instead,\nhe spoke kindness to the end. \"The weather is freezing yet,\" he said,", "The Virginian gave a general nod to the company, and walked out into the\nstreet.\n\n\"It's a turruble shame,\" sighed Scipio, \"that he couldn't have postponed\nit.\"", "The Virginian set down my valise, and seemed to meditate. \"I did want a\nbed to-night,\" he murmured gently.\n\n\"Well,\" Steve suggested, \"the American looks like he washed the\noftenest.\"" ], [ "\"Yes,\" spoke the Virginian in their midst, \"that wasn't sort o' right.\nEspecially as I am the man you're huntin'.\"\n\nThey sat dumb at his assurance.", "The Virginian was now looking over the letter musingly, and with\nawakened attention.\n\n\"'Your very sincere spinster,'\" he read aloud slowly.", "Virginian. For when Judge Henry ascertained that nothing could prevent\nme from losing myself, that it was not uncommon for me to saunter out\nafter breakfast with a gun and in thirty minutes cease to know north", "The Virginian noticed me. \"Good-by forever!\" he interpreted.\n\n\"By God, I hope so!\"\n\n\"Same here,\" he confessed. And these were our first natural words this\nmorning.", "\"Oh,\" said the Virginian, thoughtfully. \"Oh, find 'em right off. Yes.\nUncle Hughey's twins.\" He walked to a spot from which he could view the", "Virginian, who was now also standing up. \"Begin right off. Leave the\nbunk house. The gentlemen won't mind your sleeping in your own house.\"", "The Virginian was on the point of saying, \"Then get out!\" But instead,\nhe spoke kindness to the end. \"The weather is freezing yet,\" he said,", "the Virginian. \"The whole lot's shipped through to Chicago in two\nsections over the Burlington. The Judge is fighting the Elkhorn road.\"\nWe passed slowly along the two trains,--twenty cars, each car packed", "\"I'd forgot,\" the Virginian murmured. Then sharply, \"How did you hear\nit?\"\n\n\"Mrs. Taylor--\"\n\n\"Oh! Well, a man would never have told a woman that.\"", "The Virginian set down my valise, and seemed to meditate. \"I did want a\nbed to-night,\" he murmured gently.\n\n\"Well,\" Steve suggested, \"the American looks like he washed the\noftenest.\"", "concluded. But he knew instantly that this was not so. The Virginian\nwas looking at something real, and Scipio went to the window to see for\nhimself.", "\"That is very, very true,\" murmured the Virginian, dropping his eyes\nfrom the girl's intent ones.\n\n\"Had they quarrelled?\" she inquired.\n\n\"Oh, no!\"", "But the Virginian did not turn a hair. \"I reckon she wouldn't,\" he\nanswered. \"She was raised in Vermont. They don't bother overly about", "\"So he has talked about me some?\" said the Virginian.\n\n\"It's the whiskey,\" Scipio explained.", "\"That fello's a right live man,\" commented the Virginian. But he seemed\nthoughtful. Presently he inquired, \"Yu' say he was a foreigner, an'\nlearned fancy cookin' to New Yawk?\"", "The Virginian looked at the clergyman frankly. \"Yu' know just as much\nabout it as I do,\" he said. \"And I'll tell yu' anything yu' ask.\"", "The Virginian looked quickly out of the door. \"Why, he's leavin' us!\" he\nexclaimed. \"Drivin' away right now in his little old buggy!\" He turned", "But the Virginian blandly accepted \"old man\" from his victim: he had a\ngame to play. \"Well, I cert'nly thank yu',\" he said. \"After a while I'll\ntake advantage of your kind offer.\"", "\"Gentlemen,\" said the Virginian, \"I know you will all oblige me.\"\n\n\"Sure!\" exclaimed the proprietor, heartily, \"We'll see that everybody\nlets this thing alone.\"", "The Virginian shook his head. \"He cannot change his word, seh. Or at\nleast I must stay around till he does. Why, I have given him the say-so." ], [ "\"My gracious!\" her lover repeated with indulgent irony. \"I must be\nmighty careful of my eyes when you're lookin' at 'em.\"\n\n\"I believe he did that murder,\" said the girl.", "means! Only think of having to remember such a thing! Why, it's what\nthey hang people for! It's murder!\"", "\"Why, we put him out of business, I told you. He died that night. But\nthere was no occasion for any of it; and that's why I never like to", "of doubt. Perhaps in his many wanderings he had done such a thing in\nself-defence, or in the cause of popular justice. But she had pushed the", "against him. Her sister Sarah had quoted from it. \"He says with apparent\npride,\" wrote Sarah, \"that he has never killed for pleasure or profit.'", "are days when he does not kill people,\" she had cried in all good faith\nand mirth, \"He never killed anybody!\" Later, when he was lying in her", "again, began to look at his neighbor sideways. After a man has been\nangry enough to kill another man, after the fire of righteous slaughter\nhas raged in his heart as it had certainly raged for several hours in", "The good dame gasped, then bade him lie down, and he obeyed her with\nthat strange double understanding of the delirious; for even while\nsubmitting, he muttered \"liar,\" \"polecat,\" and then \"Trampas.\"", "Perplexity knotted the Virginian's brows. This community knew that a man\nhad implied he was a thief and a murderer; it also knew that he knew", "them in the act of murder. So, safe under the cover of the pines, they\nhad planned to sling their silent noose, and drag the white man from his\nhorse as he passed through the trees.", "murmured. \"I must have been very sick.\" And, weak from his bullet\nwound and fever, he closed his eyes without knowing it. There were the", "when they had to die just for stealing horses, it seems so wicked that\nthis murderer--\"", "had heard him. Even his friends would fall from him after such an act.\nCould he--the thought actually came to him--could he strike before the\ntime set? But the thought was useless. Even if his friends could harbor", "Those are his exact words, and you may guess their dreadful effect upon\nmother. I congratulate you, my dear, on having chosen a protector so\nscrupulous.\"", "\"Well,\" she said, \"I suppose there are days when he does not kill\npeople.\"\n\n\"He never killed anybody!\" And Molly laughed.\n\n\"Are you seriously--\" said the old lady.", "with his wistful, lost-dog face upward, and his thick yellow hair\nunparted as it had always been. The murder had been done from behind. We\nclosed the eyes.", "\"I know a heap o' things inside my heart. But that's not proving. There\nwas only the body, and the hoofprints--and what folks guessed.\"\n\n\"He was never even arrested!\" the girl said.", "at first sight. It was not indeed. Five years of gathered hate had\nlooked out of the man's eyes. And she asked her lover who this was.", "\"There! I knew it! I said so from the first!\"\n\n\"And me a stranger to you!\" he murmured.\n\nIt was his second broadside. It left her badly crippled. She was silent.", "Charlie Taylor in Alfred's clothes, and I know Alfred didn't cough like\nthat, and I said to you it was strange; and the other one that's been" ] ]

[ "What name is the stranger known by?", "What was the Virginians close friend hung for?", "What is the Virginian struck by during the hanging?", "Where is the Virginain escorting the Tenderfoot to?", "Who is Trampas to the Virginian?", "How does the Virginian finally defeat Trampas?", "After the Virginian defeats Trampas and marries Molly, where do the two travel to?", "What makes Molly want to visit Vermont?", "Where do the Virginian and Molly decide to live?", "What physical traits did the stranger possess?", "What things were the stranger adept at?", "What is the stranger only known by?", "How far was tenderfoot and the Virginian's travel to the ranch?", "What was the name of the schoolteacher?", "What was the Virginian forced to participate in?", "How many years of hate took place between the Virginian and Trampas?", "Who did the Virginian do after shooting Tampas?", "Where did the couple meet Molly's family?", "Which member of Molly's family received the couple warmly?", "Where does the story begin?", "Who is the main character in the story?", "Where is the Virginian escort the tenderfoot?", "Who is the Virginian's love interest?", "What was the fate of the cattle thief?", "Who is Trampas?", "What resolves the feud between the Virginian and his nemesis Trampas?", "Where do the Virginian and Molly travel to?", "Who is the actual Virginian?", "Who was Charles accused of murdering?" ]

[ [ "He is called The Virginian. ", "The Virginian." ], [ "He was accused of cattle theft.", "For stealing cattle." ], [ "The bravery of his friend while facing his fate. ", "The thief's bravery" ], [ "He is taking him to Judge Henry's ranch in Sunk Creek Wyoming.", "The ranch of Judge Henry in Sunk Creek, Wyoming." ], [ "He is a gambler that the Virginian faced down. ", "An enemy" ], [ "He kills him in a fatal shootout. ", "A fatal shootout." ], [ "The Virginian and Molly ride off to Vermont.", "Vermont." ], [ "That is where her family lives. ", "her family is there" ], [ "They return to Wyoming.", "Wyoming." ], [ "Impressively tall and handsome.", "Tall and handsome" ], [ "Roping horses and facing down Trampas", "Roping horses and facing down a gambler." ], [ "The Virginian", "The Virginian." ], [ "263 miles", "263 miles." ], [ "Molly Stark Wood", "Molly Stark Wood" ], [ "The hanging of his close friend who admitted to stealing cattle.", "A hanging of a close friend." ], [ "five", "five" ], [ "He left to marry Molly.", "Left to marry his young bride." ], [ "In Vermont.", "Vermont" ], [ "Molly's great-aunt.", "Her great-aunt." ], [ "Medicine Bow, VA", "Medicine Bow, Wyoming." ], [ "The Virginian", "The Virginian." ], [ "Judge Henry's ranch.", "Sunk Creek, Wyoming" ], [ "Molly Stark Wood", "Molly, the schoolteacher" ], [ "He was hanged.", "Death." ], [ "The Virginian's enemy.", "a gambler who is enemies with the Virginian" ], [ "A duel.", "a duel" ], [ "Vermont.", " Traveled to the mountains and to the East and back to Vermont." ], [ "Charles D. Skirden", "Charles D Skirden." ], [ "John Bradley.", "John Bradley." ] ]

[ [ "Uncomfortable, Scotty exchanges a glance with Bones --\n\n BONES\n Shore leave, Admiral.\n\n KIRK\n Ah.", "KIRK\n As a physician you of all people\n should appreciate the danger of\n re-opening old wounds.\n\n The elevator stops. Kirk leaves. The doors close.", "KIRK\n Uhura, ask Dr. McCoy to join us in\n my quarters. Mr. Saavik, take the\n con.", "KIRK\n Chekov -- !\n\n CHEKOV\n I'm sorry, Admiral.\n\n Terrell speaks into his wrist recorder.", "KIRK\n (considers; smiles)\n Young. I feel young, Doctor.\n\n He turns to Saavik and David --", "BONES\n 'Beware Romulans bearing gifts.'\n Happy Birthday...\n\n With a flourish, he pulls out a bottle of blue\n liquid.", "KIRK\n Come, come, Lieutenant, you of all\n people go by the book. Hello,\n Spock. You remember Dr. Marcus...", "Saavik and Bones make to follow. Saavik turns to Kirk --\n\n SAAVIK\n Admiral?", "SPOCK\n None of which I am consciously\n aware -- except, of course, happy\n birthday -- surely the best of times.\n\n Kirk looks around uncomfortably, overlaps:", "KIRK\n But I'm allergic to Retlax.\n\n BONES\n Exactly. Happy birthday.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n All right, join the party.\n Mr. Spock, the ship is yours.\n\n SPOCK\n Aye sir --", "But Kirk is past hearing or caring. He is huddled up\n against the glass, destroyed. Bones looks on, helpless.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:", "CAROL\n Dr. McCoy, I can't just sit here.\n Tell me what I can do.", "KIRK\n If he hadn't, we'd be space by now.\n\n SPOCK'S VOICE\n Admiral, this is Spock.", "KIRK\n Hrummm... and where are you off\n to, now?\n\n SPOCK\n The Enterprise. I must check in\n before your inspection. And you?", "BONES\n It's Dr. McCoy, Captain. Do you\n remember me?\n\n TERRELL\n McCoy? Yes. Oh, yes.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Yes, well, why don't you show him\n around and...\n\n SAAVIK\n Aye, sir --", "KIRK\n They'll learn. Galloping about the\n cosmos is a game for the young,\n doctor.\n\n He leaves. They look at each other.", "BONES\n From yourself, Admiral.\n\n Pause. Kirk pours another drink.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Spock, this is Kirk. It's two hours.\n Are you about ready?" ], [ "Log Entry by Commander Pavel Chekov,\n Duty Officer. Starship USS Reliant\n on orbital approach with Ceti Alpha\n VI in connection with project code", "KIRK\n And no way of knowing if Reliant\n is still in the area...\n\n SPOCK\n Affirmative, Admiral.", "SAAVIK\n It doesn't make sense. These\n coordinates are well within\n Regula -- a plantoid we know to be\n lifeless and airless.", "Admiral Kirk's orders are confirmed.\n Please prepare to deliver Genesis to\n us upon our arrival. Reliant out.", "KIRK\n Reliant could be hiding behind that rock.\n\n SPOCK\n A distinct possibility.", "KIRK\n What do you make of her?\n\n SAAVIK'S VOICE\n It's one of ours, Admiral... It's\n Reliant.", "KIRK\n What is the meaning of this attack?\n Where is the crew of the Reliant?", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Tactical.\n\n We see the Enterprise emerging from the dark side of\n Gamma Regula, where Reliant is now a moving blip.", "CHEKOV\n He left us.\n (with irony)\n We were no longer of use.\n SAAVIK\n Where is the Reliant crew? Dead?", "KIRK\n Uhura, send to Commander, Reliant:\n prepare to be boarded.\n\n UHURA\n Aye, sir.", "220 EXT. SPACE - RELIANT 220\n\n The WHINE increasing, the dead ship Reliant alive with\n danger...", "CHEKOV\n We have received new orders. Upon our\n arrival at Regula I, all materials of\n Project Genesis will be transferred to\n this ship for immediate testing at\n Ceti Alpha VI.", "211 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 211\n\n Reliant, now a scarred, battered hulk, her main hull\n still intact, but dead in space.", "215 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 215\n\n Enterprise backs away from Reliant. Her speed is pain-\n fully slow.", "The Enterprise whooshes by CAMERA leaving Regula\n behind. Reliant now appears in far b.g. and CAMERA\n BEGINS A MOVE to her.", "SPOCK\n Regula is class \"D'. It consists of\n various remarkable ores. Essentially,\n a great rock in space.", "Reliant, now symbol of death, ON SCREEN.\n\n KIRK\n Time!\n\n SAAVIK\n Three minutes, thirty seconds.", "WE CAN SEE NOW where Enterprise is: she has slipped\n behind the plantoid, clockwise, even as Reliant was\n rounding into the lighted side.", "Silence.\n\n JEDDA\n (Deltan cool)\n You may be right, Doctor, but what\n about Reliant? She's on her way.", "Regula, the dead planet beyond.\n\n 108 EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE 108" ], [ "KHAN\n Surely I have made my meaning plain.\n I mean to avenge myself upon you,", "KHAN\n Goodbye, Admiral. Oh, and don't\n count on Enterprise. She can't\n move. My next act will be to blow\n her out of the heavens.", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n That's better! Now: tell me why\n you are here -- and tell me where I\n may find James Kirk.", "KHAN\n Of course. We're one big happy fleet.\n Ah, Kirk, my old friend, do you know", "KIRK'S VOICE\n (continuing)\n We tried it once your way, Khan.\n Are you game for a rematch?\n\n Khan's eyes bulge --", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n You didn't expect to find me.\n You thought this was Ceti Alpha VI.\n Why are you here?", "KIRK\n (desperate)\n Khan, you have Genesis, but you", "KIRK\n (continuing; dumbfounded)\n Khan!\n\n SAAVIK\n Who?", "TERRELL\n All is well, sir. You have the\n coordinates to beam up Genesis...\n\n KHAN\n First things first, Captain. Kill\n Admiral Kirk.", "KIRK'S VOICE\n This is Admiral Kirk.\n\n Khan's eyes bulge --", "KHAN\n (on screen)\n I've given you no word to keep,\n Admiral. In my judgment, you simply\n have no alternative.", "KHAN\n (on screen)\n -- But I wanted you to know first\n who it was who had beaten you: I,", "As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up\n the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but\n Saavik holds him fast --", "CHEKOV\n Oh, sir. It was Khan! We found him\n on Ceti Alpha V.", "KIRK\n Khan, listen to me -- if its me you\n want, I'll have myself beamed aboard.\n All I ask is that you spare my crew.", "KHAN\n Time's up, Admiral...\n\n KIRK\n (dry)\n Here it comes. Now, Spock.", "JOACHIM\n Yours... is... the superior...\n\n KHAN\n I shall avenge you --", "<HTML><HEAD><TITLE>Star Trek: The Wrath Of Khan</TITLE>\n<BODY><PRE><FONT face=\"courier, new\" size=2>", "Khan occupies the Captain's chair. We PULL BACK: the\n crew of the RELIANT has been replaced by Khan's fol-\n lowers in their odd-looking clothes.", "KIRK\n Khan, you bloodsucker, they're\n finished! You'll have to do your\n own dirty work now. Do you hear me?\n <U>Do you</U>?" ], [ "young enter through the ears and wrap\n themselves around the cerebral cortex.\n This has the effect of rendering the", "As he speaks, Khan dumps an eel in each of their helmets;\n he swirls the helmets around as though he were mixing\n martinis --", "The Ceti eel crawls out. It has grown quite large.\n\n 141 SCENE 141", "He goes over to the tank and dips a kind of strainer in,\n pulling out TWO CETI EELS -- wriggling items --", "victim <U>extremely</U> susceptible to\n suggestion. Later, as they grow,\n follows madness, paralysis -- and", "Horror from all. Kirk picks up a phaser. As the eel\n clears Chekov, he fires and destroys it. He shudders,\n then sees the wrist recorder and grabs it.", "From the fallen man's ear, something begins to emerge.\n\n 140 VERY CLOSE - CHEKOV'S EAR 140", "the faces of Chekov and Terrell; with unerring in-\n stincts they head for the ears of the two hapless men.", "the First Officer's chair, Chekov at the Comm Console.\n Their behavior is normal, save for subtle hesitation,\n symptoms of their mind-controlled state.", "He weeps like a child, and Kirk holds him. Meanwhile,\n Terrell opens his eyes and stares at Bones.", "The screen is suddenly busy with coded read-outs and\n then computer graphics of retina patterns. Then it\n glows green. SECURITY CLEARANCE, CLASS 1 GRANTED.", "At a sign, the helmets are slammed down. As the muffled\n shrieks are heard from within, the eels crawl across", "Chekov is close to a seizure. Terrell fights conflicting\n mental signals.", "CHEKOV\n No life signs -- but he was there.\n Captured us. He -- he put creatures\n in our bodies. To control our minds.", "There is some atrocious pain as they enter -- then\n dazed calm.", "There is some pain at first, I am\n told, and then the effects are quite\n benign -- until the end. That was\n what I learned from watching my wife.", "He shows signs of fear as he walks through the deserted\n place, like a scuba diver exploring a cave. We want\n him to go back.", "The angle we saw during inspection. The trainees, in\n panic amid the gas crawl over each other trying to get\n out. They scramble over each other's shoulders in the\n efforts to escape, screaming and shouting.", "In appearance she is Vulcan with pointed ears, but her\n skin is fair and she has none of the expressionless\n facial immobility of a Vulcan.", "BONES\n (continuing)\n Slide them down your nose. Now look\n at me over the top. And you read\n printed matter through the bottom." ], [ "KIRK\n We'll beam aboard and stop it --\n\n DAVID\n You can't!\n\n The briefest stunned moment. Kirk hits intercom:", "KIRK\n (desperate)\n Khan, you have Genesis, but you", "As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up\n the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but\n Saavik holds him fast --", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Saavik, get us out, best speed!\n\n SAAVIK\n Aye, sir.", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n To the last I will grapple with thee!\n\n Painfully, with one good arm, he starts arming the\n Genesis console.", "KIRK\n Give me some time to recall the data\n on our computers --\n\n KHAN\n I give you sixty seconds, Admiral.", "Kirk turns from the screen --\n\n SPOCK\n Admiral, you can't give him Genesis...", "Kirk looks at David, but David shakes his head: No\n way. Then:\n\n CADET\n Sir! The mains are back on line -- !", "KIRK'S VOICE\n (continuing)\n We tried it once your way, Khan.\n Are you game for a rematch?\n\n Khan's eyes bulge --", "TERRELL\n All is well, sir. You have the\n coordinates to beam up Genesis...\n\n KHAN\n First things first, Captain. Kill\n Admiral Kirk.", "KIRK\n I know what he blames me for.\n (thinks)\n The escape pods are all in place.\n (looks around)\n Where's the transporter room?", "KIRK\n Spock?\n\n SPOCK\n Scanning...\n\n He steps to his station.", "KHAN\n Time's up, Admiral...\n\n KIRK\n (dry)\n Here it comes. Now, Spock.", "KHAN\n Goodbye, Admiral. Oh, and don't\n count on Enterprise. She can't\n move. My next act will be to blow\n her out of the heavens.", "KIRK\n (considers; smiles)\n Young. I feel young, Doctor.\n\n He turns to Saavik and David --", "After a long moment, the CAMERA DISCOVERS Kirk. He\n pours a drink, then decides not to have it.", "KIRK\n (continuing; dumbfounded)\n Khan!\n\n SAAVIK\n Who?", "KIRK\n Mr. Saavik, all stop.\n\n SAAVIK\n All stop, sir.", "KIRK\n Cease fire. Look sharp.\n\n SAAVIK\n Power levels quite low, sir.", "Admiral Kirk's orders are confirmed.\n Please prepare to deliver Genesis to\n us upon our arrival. Reliant out." ], [ "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Saavik, get us out, best speed!\n\n SAAVIK\n Aye, sir.", "215 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 215\n\n Enterprise backs away from Reliant. Her speed is pain-\n fully slow.", "KHAN\n Goodbye, Admiral. Oh, and don't\n count on Enterprise. She can't\n move. My next act will be to blow\n her out of the heavens.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Tactical.\n\n We see the Enterprise emerging from the dark side of\n Gamma Regula, where Reliant is now a moving blip.", "WE CAN SEE NOW where Enterprise is: she has slipped\n behind the plantoid, clockwise, even as Reliant was\n rounding into the lighted side.", "KIRK\n And no way of knowing if Reliant\n is still in the area...\n\n SPOCK\n Affirmative, Admiral.", "As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up\n the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but\n Saavik holds him fast --", "KIRK\n I know what he blames me for.\n (thinks)\n The escape pods are all in place.\n (looks around)\n Where's the transporter room?", "JOACHIM\n We can't fire, sir; they've damaged\n the photon controls and the warp\n drive. We must withdraw!\n\n KHAN\n No!", "ON SCREEN, Enterprise, intermittent image, backs away.\n Khan smiles triumphantly through his pain. An elec-\n tronic power SOUND has been building.", "KIRK\n Reliant could be hiding behind that rock.\n\n SPOCK\n A distinct possibility.", "KIRK\n (to Khan)\n We're finding it.\n (urging)", "KIRK\n Evasive starboard!\n\n Hard over, but not fast enough. Reliant fires a phaser.", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n That's better! Now: tell me why\n you are here -- and tell me where I\n may find James Kirk.", "KIRK\n Saavik, take the con.\n\n He moves through the doors quickly, leaving the rest\n staring at the new world evolving.", "KIRK\n Hrummm... and where are you off\n to, now?\n\n SPOCK\n The Enterprise. I must check in\n before your inspection. And you?", "The dock slowly folds away from the ship.\n\n 37 INT. BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE 37\n\n Saavik watches instruments, punches data in response.", "KIRK\n Then this will be your big chance\n to get away from it all.\n\n SAAVIK\n Ready.", "Khan occupies the Captain's chair. We PULL BACK: the\n crew of the RELIANT has been replaced by Khan's fol-\n lowers in their odd-looking clothes.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Scotty!\n\n Spock leaps from his place and disappears through the\n bridge doors." ], [ "TERRELL\n Excellency... it is difficult.\n I try to obey, but --\n\n KHAN'S VOICE\n <U>Kill him</U>.", "KHAN'S VOICE\n (still emanates from\n wrist recorder)\n Kill him, Terrell. Now.", "KIRK\n Chekov -- !\n\n CHEKOV\n I'm sorry, Admiral.\n\n Terrell speaks into his wrist recorder.", "TERRELL\n All is well, sir. You have the\n coordinates to beam up Genesis...\n\n KHAN\n First things first, Captain. Kill\n Admiral Kirk.", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n No matter.\n\n He lets go; Terrell falls with a thud --", "He weeps like a child, and Kirk holds him. Meanwhile,\n Terrell opens his eyes and stares at Bones.", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n Why?\n\n Terrell gasps, stays silent --", "David makes a reckless break for Terrell; Saavik\n instantly throws herself on him bringing him down as\n Terrell fires, hitting Jedda, who was behind David --", "They don't answer. Khan goes over to Terrell and, WITH\n ONE HAND, LIFTS HIM INTO THE AIR --", "He and Chekov have their phasers trained on them.\n\n TERRELL\n (continuing)\n Please don't move --", "KHAN'S VOICE\n Terrell? Chekov -- !\n\n BONES\n Jim -- for God's sake!", "and aims at Terrell, though his hands are like lead.\n We THINK Chekov is going to do the right thing. Then,\n shockingly: Terrell turns his phaser on himself.", "wave of pain hits Terrell. He recovers, trembling and\n tries to obey. Chekov is shaking badly. Terrell aims\n his phaser at Kirk. Chekov slowly raises his phaser", "As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up\n the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but\n Saavik holds him fast --", "KIRK\n We'll beam aboard and stop it --\n\n DAVID\n You can't!\n\n The briefest stunned moment. Kirk hits intercom:", "All react. David and Kirk, facing each other, are\n turned to stone. Bones, Jedda and Chekov turn to look\n at Carol, wondering. Terrell very casually takes the\n phaser from Jedda.", "He heads for the door but is stopped by:\n\n TERRELL'S VOICE\n (filtered)\n Reliant, this is Terrell. Respond\n please.", "CHEKOV\n (aloud despite himself)\n Khan!\n\n KHAN is startled by the recognition; comes over and\n examines Chekov and Terrell.", "Most importantly, Chekov begins to tremble. Terrell\n himself is shaken by his reflexive action. He's in\n semi-panic.", "Chekov breaks into tears. Kirk looks at Terrell, who is\n more composed.\n\n KIRK\n Captain. Where is Dr. Marcus?\n Where are the Genesis materials?" ], [ "Spock presses the access button and enters the Reactor\n Room, a separated area behind radiation-proof glass\n and metal, RED FLASHING LIGHTS and an iridescent blue\n glow within.", "KIRK\n Spock?\n\n SPOCK\n Scanning...\n\n He steps to his station.", "SPOCK\n They're inoperative below C-deck.\n\n 164 INT. ANOTHER ENTERPRISE CORRIDOR 164", "59 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 59\n\n Featuring Spock and Uhura, as she keeps trying --", "33 INT. ENTERPRISE ENGINE ROOM - LOOKING DOWN 33", "Kirk emerges to encounter Scotty and Bones. Their\n looks tell him. He sees the flashing light over the\n Reactor Room. He dashes for the control panel. Bones\n grabs him.", "KIRK\n Hrummm... and where are you off\n to, now?\n\n SPOCK\n The Enterprise. I must check in\n before your inspection. And you?", "SPOCK\n But no longer jammed?\n\n UHURA\n No, sir. No nothing.\n\n Spock considers, moves to Kirk.", "SPOCK\n I am understandably curious.\n\n They walk together.\n\n KIRK\n They destroyed the simulator room\n and you with it.", "SPOCK\n The ship -- out of danger?\n\n KIRK\n Yes --\n\n Spock is satisfied; he fights for breath --", "75 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE - FAVORING SPOCK 75\n\n He reacts to his blue-lit scope --", "SPOCK\n (continuing)\n Open the Air Lock.", "WE CAN SEE the silent urging of Bones and Scotty.\n Spock is oblivious. Amid the fire-blue arcs, he moves", "KIRK\n I know what he blames me for.\n (thinks)\n The escape pods are all in place.\n (looks around)\n Where's the transporter room?", "Sulu does his best, but Enterprise is hit; Sulu is\n hurled from his station, and Bones hurries to him.", "SPOCK'S VOICE\n Engine room reports auxiliary power\n restored. We can proceed at impulse\n power.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Scotty!\n\n Spock leaps from his place and disappears through the\n bridge doors.", "Spock rushes in. Bones ministers to Scotty, b.g.\n\n Spock sizes up the situation, starts for the radiation\n room, Bones intercepts him.", "SPOCK\n Not much, Admiral. We have partial\n main power...\n\n KIRK\n That's it?", "The activity is normal. The Turbo-Lift opens and Kirk\n strides in. Bones and Saavik react to the following:\n\n KIRK\n Stop engines." ], [ "SPOCK\n The ship -- out of danger?\n\n KIRK\n Yes --\n\n Spock is satisfied; he fights for breath --", "KIRK\n If he hadn't, we'd be space by now.\n\n SPOCK'S VOICE\n Admiral, this is Spock.", "SAAVIK\n How?\n\n KIRK\n I reprogrammed the simulation so it\n was possible to rescue the ship.", "Sulu does his best, but Enterprise is hit; Sulu is\n hurled from his station, and Bones hurries to him.", "KIRK\n You earned it.\n\n SAAVIK\n I did not think so.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n All right, join the party.\n Mr. Spock, the ship is yours.\n\n SPOCK\n Aye sir --", "Kirk frowns.\n\n KIRK\n Meaning you can't even beam us back?\n\n SPOCK'S VOICE\n Not at present.", "SPOCK\n But no longer jammed?\n\n UHURA\n No, sir. No nothing.\n\n Spock considers, moves to Kirk.", "KIRK\n We've got a problem.\n\n Spock raises an eyebrow --", "SAAVIK\n (continuing)\n You lied.\n\n SPOCK\n I exaggerated.", "75 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE - FAVORING SPOCK 75\n\n He reacts to his blue-lit scope --", "There is a moment. Kirk looks around the battered\n bridge, and his eyes meet Spock's, and Saavik's.\n\n KIRK\n On screen.", "SPOCK\n I am understandably curious.\n\n They walk together.\n\n KIRK\n They destroyed the simulator room\n and you with it.", "KIRK\n We'll beam aboard and stop it --\n\n DAVID\n You can't!\n\n The briefest stunned moment. Kirk hits intercom:", "SAAVIK\n (fights emotion)\n I don't believe this was a fair\n test of my command capabilities.\n\n KIRK\n And why not?", "Kirk's face tells us the wisdom of Spock's choice.\n\n 58 EXT. SPACE STATION REGULA I 58", "Screen verifies this. Saavik makes an agonized choice.\n\n SAAVIK\n We're over our heads. Mr. Sulu,\n get us out of here.", "SPOCK\n (continuing)\n Open the Air Lock.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Saavik, get us out, best speed!\n\n SAAVIK\n Aye, sir.", "He almost keels over. Kirk has tears streaming down\n his face.\n\n KIRK\n ... the good of the few..." ], [ "Sulu does his best, but Enterprise is hit; Sulu is\n hurled from his station, and Bones hurries to him.", "UHURA\n They're jamming all frequencies,\n Captain --\n\n COMPUTER VOICE\n Klingons on attack course and closing.", "Enterprise fires at Reliant inflicting heavy damage.\n\n 100 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 100", "KIRK\n What do you make of her?\n\n SAAVIK'S VOICE\n It's one of ours, Admiral... It's\n Reliant.", "SULU\n I'll try, Captain.\n\n COMPUTER VOICE\n Klingon cruisers approaching,\n bearing 090, mark 20.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Tactical.\n\n We see the Enterprise emerging from the dark side of\n Gamma Regula, where Reliant is now a moving blip.", "WE CAN SEE NOW where Enterprise is: she has slipped\n behind the plantoid, clockwise, even as Reliant was\n rounding into the lighted side.", "Sulu does, and with a great thrust of energy --\n\n 57 EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE (FEATURE STOCK) 57", "KIRK\n Evasive starboard!\n\n Hard over, but not fast enough. Reliant fires a phaser.", "rising from the depths, Enterprise rises vertically,\n slowly passing the unsuspecting enemy. When Enterprise\n is above, behind and quite close:", "Reliant firing phasers at Enterprise. A hit in the rear\n of the engine room area, debris flying into the void.\n\n 77 INT. ENTERPRISE ENGINE ROOM 77", "199 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 199\n\n The Bridge rattles from the explosion below; Sulu is\n thrown from his chair. Saavik leaps to her post --", "KIRK\n What is the meaning of this attack?\n Where is the crew of the Reliant?", "196 INT. ENTERPRSIE BRIDGE 196\n\n A sudden clearing ON SCREEN: <U>Reliant</U>!", "198 INT. ENTERPRISE TORPEDO ROOM 198\n\n An EXPLOSION rocks the room and...", "KIRK\n (watches the\n screen)\n This is damned peculiar.\n (beat)\n Yellow alert.", "KIRK\n Uhura, send to Commander, Reliant:\n prepare to be boarded.\n\n UHURA\n Aye, sir.", "She whitens in fear. ANOTHER SHOT reverberates.\n\n 179 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 179", "102 ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 102\n\n They watch on screen as Reliant hauls off.", "Carol and David are civilians on a battleship.\n\n 168 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 168" ], [ "computer projected simulation\n of Stage Three. Please watch\n closely.", "5 INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE SIMULATOR ROOM - DAY 5\n\n Kirk rounds the corner and sees Spock, leaning against\n the wall.", "The screen is suddenly busy with coded read-outs and\n then computer graphics of retina patterns. Then it\n glows green. SECURITY CLEARANCE, CLASS 1 GRANTED.", "SPOCK\n I am understandably curious.\n\n They walk together.\n\n KIRK\n They destroyed the simulator room\n and you with it.", "The angle we saw during inspection. The trainees, in\n panic amid the gas crawl over each other trying to get\n out. They scramble over each other's shoulders in the\n efforts to escape, screaming and shouting.", "CAROL\n David was right, wasn't he? It's\n just to keep them busy.\n\n KIRK\n Why? Why didn't you tell me?", "to become clear.\n This concludes this demonstration\n tape. Thank you for your attention.\n The Genesis team eagerly awaits the", "She moves to the electronic and data area, examines the\n consoles, the equipment, then settles for the data bank.\n She starts keying sequences with the computer.", "CHEKOV\n It was not my impression. He spent\n most of his time trying to wring the\n information out of the people.\n\n Saavik approaches Kirk:", "SAAVIK\n (fights emotion)\n I don't believe this was a fair\n test of my command capabilities.\n\n KIRK\n And why not?", "students and equipment.\n (dry)\n As I recall you took the test\n three times yourself. Your final", "She whitens in fear. ANOTHER SHOT reverberates.\n\n 179 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 179", "KIRK'S VOICE\n (FILTERED)\n All right, open her up.\n\n There is a loud CLANGING and --", "He heads for the door but is stopped by:\n\n TERRELL'S VOICE\n (filtered)\n Reliant, this is Terrell. Respond\n please.", "the First Officer's chair, Chekov at the Comm Console.\n Their behavior is normal, save for subtle hesitation,\n symptoms of their mind-controlled state.", "KIRK\n Somebody left the unit on. If\n everyone else was dead, it implies\n that no one remained to turn it off.", "SAAVIK\n How?\n\n KIRK\n I reprogrammed the simulation so it\n was possible to rescue the ship.", "KIRK\n (watches the\n screen)\n This is damned peculiar.\n (beat)\n Yellow alert.", "KIRK\n It's a long story.\n\n DAVID\n We appear to have plenty of time.", "Behind, the crew chief and a few others work feverishly\n in respirators. Scotty, in respirator, with a throat\n mike which filters his voice." ], [ "computer projected simulation\n of Stage Three. Please watch\n closely.", "5 INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE SIMULATOR ROOM - DAY 5\n\n Kirk rounds the corner and sees Spock, leaning against\n the wall.", "The screen is suddenly busy with coded read-outs and\n then computer graphics of retina patterns. Then it\n glows green. SECURITY CLEARANCE, CLASS 1 GRANTED.", "will be attempted in a lifeless\n underground; Stage Three will\n involve the process on a plane-\n tary scale. What follows is a", "KIRK\n The tape was made a year ago. I\n can only assume they've reached\n Phase Two by now --", "SPOCK\n I am understandably curious.\n\n They walk together.\n\n KIRK\n They destroyed the simulator room\n and you with it.", "She moves to the electronic and data area, examines the\n consoles, the equipment, then settles for the data bank.\n She starts keying sequences with the computer.", "KIRK\n It's a long story.\n\n DAVID\n We appear to have plenty of time.", "to become clear.\n This concludes this demonstration\n tape. Thank you for your attention.\n The Genesis team eagerly awaits the", "The bridge is shaken badly, screens go dark, fires spark\n and erupt. ALARMS and SOUND full. Crew personnel try\n to put out electrical fires, help the fallen --", "DAVID\n He's on a build up to detonation!\n\n KIRK\n How soon --\n\n DAVID\n We encoded four minutes --", "Behind, the crew chief and a few others work feverishly\n in respirators. Scotty, in respirator, with a throat\n mike which filters his voice.", "KIRK\n (watches the\n screen)\n This is damned peculiar.\n (beat)\n Yellow alert.", "She whitens in fear. ANOTHER SHOT reverberates.\n\n 179 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 179", "An explosion rips through the facility, sending yellow-\n ish green GAS hurtling down the long facility towards us.\n Crewmen are hurled through the air, screaming.", "A gleaming black projectile is carried by pallbearers\n into the launching chamber, which locks behind it. At\n a hand signal from a TORPEDOMAN, the projectile is fired.\n NOISE.", "At a sign, the helmets are slammed down. As the muffled\n shrieks are heard from within, the eels crawl across", "and crowned by a LARGE PROJECTILE, a giant version\n of the model we saw earlier. They stare. (N.B. FEATURE", "The angle we saw during inspection. The trainees, in\n panic amid the gas crawl over each other trying to get\n out. They scramble over each other's shoulders in the\n efforts to escape, screaming and shouting.", "Bones is there, helping some crewmen. The Reactor Room \n flashes a red warning light and glows with a blue \n light. The air is heavy with smoke but the doors,\n damaged earlier, still hold." ], [ "KHAN\n Full impulse power!\n\n JOACHIM\n No sir! We have Genesis -- Whatever\n you want --", "The tape becomes snowy and blinks off.\n\n Kirk looks at Bones and Spock -- they are stunned.\n\n SPOCK\n It literally is Genesis...", "65 CAROL 65\n It is our intention to introduce\n what we call the Genesis device", "There sits the Genesis torpedo: lights start blinking\n in response. As we watch, the CHILD we met on Ceti Alpha\n walks to the torpedo and smiles at the lights.", "CAROL\n But Genesis is a civilian project,\n under my control --\n\n CHEKOV\n I have my orders.", "DAVID\n He's on a build up to detonation!\n\n KIRK\n How soon --\n\n DAVID\n We encoded four minutes --", "Genesis team at Regula I. What\n exactly IS Genesis? Put simply,\n Genesis is a procedure whereby\n the molecular structure of any", "TERRELL\n All is well, sir. You have the\n coordinates to beam up Genesis...\n\n KHAN\n First things first, Captain. Kill\n Admiral Kirk.", "In the Rocky Cavern the transporter beam locks on to the\n Genesis torpedo and its arming control box.", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n To the last I will grapple with thee!\n\n Painfully, with one good arm, he starts arming the\n Genesis console.", "CHEKOV\n We have received new orders. Upon our\n arrival at Regula I, all materials of\n Project Genesis will be transferred to\n this ship for immediate testing at\n Ceti Alpha VI.", "And now, Mr. Chekov, let us review:\n You say you have no details of\n Project 'Genesis' ?", "KIRK\n (desperate)\n Khan, you have Genesis, but you", "Admiral Kirk's orders are confirmed.\n Please prepare to deliver Genesis to\n us upon our arrival. Reliant out.", "KIRK\n Repeat... what's wrong? What's\n wrong?\n\n CAROL\n ... taking Genesis away from us...", "DAVID\n It's the Genesis Wave!\n\n KIRK\n What?", "to become clear.\n This concludes this demonstration\n tape. Thank you for your attention.\n The Genesis team eagerly awaits the", "DAVID\n Well, don't have kittens.\n Genesis is going to work. They'll\n remember you in a wreath with\n Newton, Einstein, Surak...", "name GENESIS. We are continuing\n our search for a lifeless planet\n which will serve as a suitable test\n site for the Genesis Experiments.", "SPOCK\n It might help my analysis if I knew\n what Genesis was.\n\n Kirk looks at him, nods; rising now." ], [ "KHAN\n (continuing)\n Let me introduce you to Ceti Alpha V's\n only remaining indigenous life form;", "Log Entry by Commander Pavel Chekov,\n Duty Officer. Starship USS Reliant\n on orbital approach with Ceti Alpha\n VI in connection with project code", "SAAVIK\n Aye, sir. On course to Ceti Alpha.\n All is well.", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n You didn't expect to find me.\n You thought this was Ceti Alpha VI.\n Why are you here?", "we have a ship and the means to\n go where we will. We have\n escaped permanent exile on Ceti\n Alpha V. You have proved your", "TERRELL\n Marooned on Ceti Alpha V. He's\n completely mad, Admiral. He blames\n you for the death of his wife...", "KHAN\n <U>This is Ceti Alpha V</U>! Ceti Alpha VI\n exploded six months after we were", "CHEKOV\n Oh, sir. It was Khan! We found him\n on Ceti Alpha V.", "CHEKOV\n We have received new orders. Upon our\n arrival at Regula I, all materials of\n Project Genesis will be transferred to\n this ship for immediate testing at\n Ceti Alpha VI.", "CHEKOV\n Captain, this is the garden spot\n of Ceti Alpha VI --\n\n TERRELL\n I can hardly see --", "Forward screen: <U>Ceti Alpha</U>.\n\n CHEKOV\n Does it have to be <U>completely</U>\n lifeless?", "There sits the Genesis torpedo: lights start blinking\n in response. As we watch, the CHILD we met on Ceti Alpha\n walks to the torpedo and smiles at the lights.", "will take the watch. Set course \n for Ceti Alpha V and we'll pick up \n survivors.", "CHEKOV\n (fractional pause)\n All went well. Nothing has happened.\n Ceti Alpha VI has checked out.\n\n Pleased reaction from the scientists.", "Prepare to alter course -- for Space\n Station Regula I.", "left here. The shock shifted the\n orbit of <U>this</U> planet and everything\n was laid waste. <U>Admiral</U> Kirk never", "CHEKOV\n You lie! On Ceti Alpha V there was\n life, a fair chance to --", "WE CAN SEE NOW where Enterprise is: she has slipped\n behind the plantoid, clockwise, even as Reliant was\n rounding into the lighted side.", "215 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 215\n\n Enterprise backs away from Reliant. Her speed is pain-\n fully slow.", "Spock's remains seen on their way to the new world. \n The capsule grows too small to SEE. The bagpipes STOP." ], [ "what do you think? They've killed\n twenty of my people, including my\n beloved wife. Oh, not all at once\n and not instantly, to be sure. Their", "The wind howls in the silence. When Khan turns, his\n eyes are filled with tears.\n\n KHAN\n (continuing)\n A plague upon you all.", "went wild, strung them up and slit\n their throats. He wanted to tear\n the place apart, but he was late:", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n And yet, in the midst of our sorrow\n it should be noted that this death", "and courageous Lieutenant McGiver,\n who gave up everything to join me\n in exile. OUT OF LOVE. And see how", "DAVID\n (bitter)\n My father. I hope you realize\n another man has just been killed\n because of...", "KIRK\n (enraged)\n <U>I did nothing</U> -- except get caught", "KHAN\n Surely I have made my meaning plain.\n I mean to avenge myself upon you,", "KIRK\n (stunned)\n They even killed the galley chief.", "JOACHIM\n Yours... is... the superior...\n\n KHAN\n I shall avenge you --", "He weeps like a child, and Kirk holds him. Meanwhile,\n Terrell opens his eyes and stares at Bones.", "KHAN\n (moves closer)\n And I'll wager he never told you\n about his shipmate, the beautiful", "DAVID\n So am I. My friends were killed,\n too.\n\n KIRK\n I am truly sorry.", "respect, he's as blind as a Tiberion\n bat. SIR.", "and round the Antares maelstrom and\n round perdition's flames before I give\n him up.\n (as no one speaks)", "DAVID\n Mistake? We're all alone here.\n They waited until everyone was on", "TERRELL\n Excellency... it is difficult.\n I try to obey, but --\n\n KHAN'S VOICE\n <U>Kill him</U>.", "KHAN\n (enraged)\n At them! At them! FIRE! FIRE!\n Why can't you?", "He sits wearily, not knowing how to shake the ghosts.\n Then he sees the book.", "takes place in the shadow of new\n life, the sunrise of a new world,\n a world that our beloved comrade\n gave his own life to protect and" ], [ "CHEKOV\n (aloud despite himself)\n Khan!\n\n KHAN is startled by the recognition; comes over and\n examines Chekov and Terrell.", "the First Officer's chair, Chekov at the Comm Console.\n Their behavior is normal, save for subtle hesitation,\n symptoms of their mind-controlled state.", "KIRK\n Chekov -- !\n\n CHEKOV\n I'm sorry, Admiral.\n\n Terrell speaks into his wrist recorder.", "wave of pain hits Terrell. He recovers, trembling and\n tries to obey. Chekov is shaking badly. Terrell aims\n his phaser at Kirk. Chekov slowly raises his phaser", "He and Chekov have their phasers trained on them.\n\n TERRELL\n (continuing)\n Please don't move --", "KHAN'S VOICE\n Terrell? Chekov -- !\n\n BONES\n Jim -- for God's sake!", "As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up\n the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but\n Saavik holds him fast --", "CHEKOV\n You realize, sir, that they will\n attempt to contact Admiral Kirk and\n confirm the order.\n\n Khan smiles, more charming than ever as we move in.", "Chekov, in a matched cut, turns away as CAMERA WIDENS\n TO REVEAL KHAN by his side. He is charming.\n\n KHAN\n Well done, Commander.", "and aims at Terrell, though his hands are like lead.\n We THINK Chekov is going to do the right thing. Then,\n shockingly: Terrell turns his phaser on himself.", "KIRK\n Did he make it down here?\n\n Chekov and Terrell look at each other; they seem a bit\n stronger.", "All react. David and Kirk, facing each other, are\n turned to stone. Bones, Jedda and Chekov turn to look\n at Carol, wondering. Terrell very casually takes the\n phaser from Jedda.", "TERRELL\n All is well, sir. You have the\n coordinates to beam up Genesis...\n\n KHAN\n First things first, Captain. Kill\n Admiral Kirk.", "Terrell and Chekov are held by FOUR STRONG MEN.\n\n They seem to be waiting. One of the men is JOACHIM.", "Chekov breaks into tears. Kirk looks at Terrell, who is\n more composed.\n\n KIRK\n Captain. Where is Dr. Marcus?\n Where are the Genesis materials?", "Khan occupies the Captain's chair. We PULL BACK: the\n crew of the RELIANT has been replaced by Khan's fol-\n lowers in their odd-looking clothes.", "Most importantly, Chekov begins to tremble. Terrell\n himself is shaken by his reflexive action. He's in\n semi-panic.", "TERRELL\n There's breathable atmosphere in here.\n\n He takes off his helmet; Chekov likewise.", "Khan reacts to Kirk's VOICE: electronic shock. He\n clutches the communicator, his eye-whites rolling.", "KIRK\n We'll beam aboard and stop it --\n\n DAVID\n You can't!\n\n The briefest stunned moment. Kirk hits intercom:" ], [ "With stunned understanding, Kirk stumbles to the door,\n sees Spock on his knees, hands blackened, face cracked\n with radiation lines and scars.", "Spock presses the access button and enters the Reactor\n Room, a separated area behind radiation-proof glass\n and metal, RED FLASHING LIGHTS and an iridescent blue\n glow within.", "Spock rushes in. Bones ministers to Scotty, b.g.\n\n Spock sizes up the situation, starts for the radiation\n room, Bones intercepts him.", "KIRK\n Spock?\n\n SPOCK\n Scanning...\n\n He steps to his station.", "SPOCK\n Regula I is a scientific research\n laboratory, if memory serves...", "SPOCK\n (continuing)\n Open the Air Lock.", "KIRK\n And no way of knowing if Reliant\n is still in the area...\n\n SPOCK\n Affirmative, Admiral.", "SPOCK\n But no longer jammed?\n\n UHURA\n No, sir. No nothing.\n\n Spock considers, moves to Kirk.", "SPOCK\n The ship -- out of danger?\n\n KIRK\n Yes --\n\n Spock is satisfied; he fights for breath --", "SAAVIK\n It doesn't make sense. These\n coordinates are well within\n Regula -- a plantoid we know to be\n lifeless and airless.", "Spock shakes his head. With a feeble hand he reaches\n the intercom button: filtered communication.\n\n KIRK\n Spock!", "SPOCK\n Not much, Admiral. We have partial\n main power...\n\n KIRK\n That's it?", "KIRK\n Reliant could be hiding behind that rock.\n\n SPOCK\n A distinct possibility.", "Behind, the crew chief and a few others work feverishly\n in respirators. Scotty, in respirator, with a throat\n mike which filters his voice.", "SAAVIK\n (continuing)\n You lied.\n\n SPOCK\n I exaggerated.", "SPOCK\n There are two possibilities, sir\n they are unwilling to respond, they\n are unable to respond.\n\n KIRK\n How far?", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Spock? \n\n Spock is bent over the scanner --", "BONES\n Are you out of your Vulcan mind?\n No human can tolerate the radiation\n loose in there!", "SPOCK\n I am understandably curious.\n\n They walk together.\n\n KIRK\n They destroyed the simulator room\n and you with it.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n All right, join the party.\n Mr. Spock, the ship is yours.\n\n SPOCK\n Aye sir --" ], [ "breathing planet, capable of sus-\n taining whatever life forms we\n see fit to deposit on it... The\n reformed object you see represents", "As Reliant goes, so goes the nebula. The \"Genesis\n Effect\" WE SAW in its earliest experiments, now \n seems familiar on a gigantic, cosmic scale.", "Like lightning, these intermittent great flashes\n illumine whole sections of the nebula. OUR VIEW is\n moving slowly forward...", "184 EXT. SPACE - THE NEBULA 184", "193 EXT. NEBULA (INTERCUT WITH BRIDGE) 193\n\n Enterprise feeling its way...", "KHAN\n Why are we slowing?\n\n JOACHIM\n We daren't follow them into the\n nebula, sir -- our shields will be\n useless...", "THEN Reliant does the same, closer in pursuit. At\n this moment, half the distance between Regula and\n the nebula has been covered.", "230 EXT. SPACE NEBULA - SERIES OF SHOTS 230", "211 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 211\n\n Reliant, now a scarred, battered hulk, her main hull\n still intact, but dead in space.", "191 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 191", "195 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 195", "Regula, the dead planet beyond.\n\n 108 EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE 108", "227 WITHOUT 227\n\n Bones and Scotty react in helpless horror.\n\n 228 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 228", "246 EXT. SPACE 246\n\n The Enterprise passes the new planet in all its beauty.", "KHAN\n Where is he? Where in God's name\n is he?\n\n 208 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 208", "effect. Particulate matter is\n reorganized and electrified --\n with life introduced results.\n Instead of a dead moon, a living", "206 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 206", "You had your world and I had mine.\n I wanted him in mine, not chasing\n through the universe with his father.", "221 EXT. SPACE NEBULA - ENTERPRISE 221\n\n A snail's pace compared to the escape speed needed.", "Enterprise still well within the nebula, Reliant a\n figure still visible in b.g. She's crawling still.\n\n 229 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 229" ], [ "Screen verifies this. Saavik makes an agonized choice.\n\n SAAVIK\n We're over our heads. Mr. Sulu,\n get us out of here.", "Behind, the crew chief and a few others work feverishly\n in respirators. Scotty, in respirator, with a throat\n mike which filters his voice.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Saavik, get us out, best speed!\n\n SAAVIK\n Aye, sir.", "Chekov breaks into tears. Kirk looks at Terrell, who is\n more composed.\n\n KIRK\n Captain. Where is Dr. Marcus?\n Where are the Genesis materials?", "Sulu does his best, but Enterprise is hit; Sulu is\n hurled from his station, and Bones hurries to him.", "The tape becomes snowy and blinks off.\n\n Kirk looks at Bones and Spock -- they are stunned.\n\n SPOCK\n It literally is Genesis...", "SAAVIK\n How?\n\n KIRK\n I reprogrammed the simulation so it\n was possible to rescue the ship.", "SPOCK\n It might help my analysis if I knew\n what Genesis was.\n\n Kirk looks at him, nods; rising now.", "201 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 201\n\n Sulu is being helped by David --\n\n KIRK\n Damage, Scotty?", "TERRELL\n All is well, sir. You have the\n coordinates to beam up Genesis...\n\n KHAN\n First things first, Captain. Kill\n Admiral Kirk.", "CAROL\n But Genesis is a civilian project,\n under my control --\n\n CHEKOV\n I have my orders.", "CHEKOV\n He left us.\n (with irony)\n We were no longer of use.\n SAAVIK\n Where is the Reliant crew? Dead?", "On screen: Enterprise approaches the stricken vessel.\n\n SAAVIK\n Stand by transporter room, ready\n to beam survivors, aboard.", "There sits the Genesis torpedo: lights start blinking\n in response. As we watch, the CHILD we met on Ceti Alpha\n walks to the torpedo and smiles at the lights.", "SAAVIK\n (continuing)\n Evasive action!", "SAAVIK\n Understood, sir.\n\n KIRK\n (aloud)\n Dismiss the company.", "KIRK\n What do you make of her?\n\n SAAVIK'S VOICE\n It's one of ours, Admiral... It's\n Reliant.", "As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up\n the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but\n Saavik holds him fast --", "CHEKOV\n We have received new orders. Upon our\n arrival at Regula I, all materials of\n Project Genesis will be transferred to\n this ship for immediate testing at\n Ceti Alpha VI.", "we have a ship and the means to\n go where we will. We have\n escaped permanent exile on Ceti\n Alpha V. You have proved your" ], [ "There sits the Genesis torpedo: lights start blinking\n in response. As we watch, the CHILD we met on Ceti Alpha\n walks to the torpedo and smiles at the lights.", "The tape becomes snowy and blinks off.\n\n Kirk looks at Bones and Spock -- they are stunned.\n\n SPOCK\n It literally is Genesis...", "KHAN\n Full impulse power!\n\n JOACHIM\n No sir! We have Genesis -- Whatever\n you want --", "Genesis team at Regula I. What\n exactly IS Genesis? Put simply,\n Genesis is a procedure whereby\n the molecular structure of any", "65 CAROL 65\n It is our intention to introduce\n what we call the Genesis device", "In the Rocky Cavern the transporter beam locks on to the\n Genesis torpedo and its arming control box.", "CAROL\n But Genesis is a civilian project,\n under my control --\n\n CHEKOV\n I have my orders.", "DAVID\n He's on a build up to detonation!\n\n KIRK\n How soon --\n\n DAVID\n We encoded four minutes --", "TERRELL\n All is well, sir. You have the\n coordinates to beam up Genesis...\n\n KHAN\n First things first, Captain. Kill\n Admiral Kirk.", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n To the last I will grapple with thee!\n\n Painfully, with one good arm, he starts arming the\n Genesis console.", "And now, Mr. Chekov, let us review:\n You say you have no details of\n Project 'Genesis' ?", "CHEKOV\n We have received new orders. Upon our\n arrival at Regula I, all materials of\n Project Genesis will be transferred to\n this ship for immediate testing at\n Ceti Alpha VI.", "KIRK\n (desperate)\n Khan, you have Genesis, but you", "DAVID\n It's the Genesis Wave!\n\n KIRK\n What?", "Admiral Kirk's orders are confirmed.\n Please prepare to deliver Genesis to\n us upon our arrival. Reliant out.", "KIRK\n Repeat... what's wrong? What's\n wrong?\n\n CAROL\n ... taking Genesis away from us...", "DAVID\n Well, don't have kittens.\n Genesis is going to work. They'll\n remember you in a wreath with\n Newton, Einstein, Surak...", "KIRK\n (dims lights)\n Computer. Request security procedure\n and access to Project Genesis\n Summary.", "SPOCK\n It might help my analysis if I knew\n what Genesis was.\n\n Kirk looks at him, nods; rising now.", "to become clear.\n This concludes this demonstration\n tape. Thank you for your attention.\n The Genesis team eagerly awaits the" ], [ "KHAN\n (continuing)\n That's better! Now: tell me why\n you are here -- and tell me where I\n may find James Kirk.", "KHAN\n Goodbye, Admiral. Oh, and don't\n count on Enterprise. She can't\n move. My next act will be to blow\n her out of the heavens.", "KHAN\n Of course. We're one big happy fleet.\n Ah, Kirk, my old friend, do you know", "KIRK'S VOICE\n (continuing)\n We tried it once your way, Khan.\n Are you game for a rematch?\n\n Khan's eyes bulge --", "KHAN\n Surely I have made my meaning plain.\n I mean to avenge myself upon you,", "KIRK\n (desperate)\n Khan, you have Genesis, but you", "KIRK\n (continuing; dumbfounded)\n Khan!\n\n SAAVIK\n Who?", "KHAN\n (on screen)\n I've given you no word to keep,\n Admiral. In my judgment, you simply\n have no alternative.", "KIRK'S VOICE\n This is Admiral Kirk.\n\n Khan's eyes bulge --", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n You didn't expect to find me.\n You thought this was Ceti Alpha VI.\n Why are you here?", "KIRK\n I know what he blames me for.\n (thinks)\n The escape pods are all in place.\n (looks around)\n Where's the transporter room?", "CHEKOV\n Oh, sir. It was Khan! We found him\n on Ceti Alpha V.", "CHEKOV\n Captain Kirk was your host! You repaid\n his hospitality by trying to steal his\n ship and murder him.", "KIRK\n Khan, you bloodsucker, they're\n finished! You'll have to do your\n own dirty work now. Do you hear me?\n <U>Do you</U>?", "As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up\n the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but\n Saavik holds him fast --", "CHEKOV\n Khan, listen to me! Captain Kirk\n was only doing his duty! You --", "TERRELL\n All is well, sir. You have the\n coordinates to beam up Genesis...\n\n KHAN\n First things first, Captain. Kill\n Admiral Kirk.", "KHAN\n Time's up, Admiral...\n\n KIRK\n (dry)\n Here it comes. Now, Spock.", "Khan reacts to Kirk's VOICE: electronic shock. He\n clutches the communicator, his eye-whites rolling.", "KIRK\n (to Khan)\n We're finding it.\n (urging)" ], [ "CHEKOV\n (aloud despite himself)\n Khan!\n\n KHAN is startled by the recognition; comes over and\n examines Chekov and Terrell.", "He and Chekov have their phasers trained on them.\n\n TERRELL\n (continuing)\n Please don't move --", "CHEKOV\n You realize, sir, that they will\n attempt to contact Admiral Kirk and\n confirm the order.\n\n Khan smiles, more charming than ever as we move in.", "KIRK\n Chekov -- !\n\n CHEKOV\n I'm sorry, Admiral.\n\n Terrell speaks into his wrist recorder.", "wave of pain hits Terrell. He recovers, trembling and\n tries to obey. Chekov is shaking badly. Terrell aims\n his phaser at Kirk. Chekov slowly raises his phaser", "KHAN'S VOICE\n Terrell? Chekov -- !\n\n BONES\n Jim -- for God's sake!", "As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up\n the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but\n Saavik holds him fast --", "Khan occupies the Captain's chair. We PULL BACK: the\n crew of the RELIANT has been replaced by Khan's fol-\n lowers in their odd-looking clothes.", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n No matter.\n\n He lets go; Terrell falls with a thud --", "Chekov, in a matched cut, turns away as CAMERA WIDENS\n TO REVEAL KHAN by his side. He is charming.\n\n KHAN\n Well done, Commander.", "and aims at Terrell, though his hands are like lead.\n We THINK Chekov is going to do the right thing. Then,\n shockingly: Terrell turns his phaser on himself.", "the First Officer's chair, Chekov at the Comm Console.\n Their behavior is normal, save for subtle hesitation,\n symptoms of their mind-controlled state.", "Terrell and Chekov are held by FOUR STRONG MEN.\n\n They seem to be waiting. One of the men is JOACHIM.", "They don't answer. Khan goes over to Terrell and, WITH\n ONE HAND, LIFTS HIM INTO THE AIR --", "TERRELL\n All is well, sir. You have the\n coordinates to beam up Genesis...\n\n KHAN\n First things first, Captain. Kill\n Admiral Kirk.", "Khan reacts to Kirk's VOICE: electronic shock. He\n clutches the communicator, his eye-whites rolling.", "KHAN\n (thinks)\n I see. Helmsman?\n\n HELMSMAN\n Aye, sir.", "KHAN\n (almost sing-song\n with joy)\n Slow to one-half impulse power.\n Let's be friends...", "KHAN\n (continuing)\n To the last I will grapple with thee!\n\n Painfully, with one good arm, he starts arming the\n Genesis console.", "As Uhura's voice continues O.S., Khan pulls himself\n into a chair at the console, one of his hands useless\n at his side." ], [ "KIRK\n Yes... come.\n\n The door whooshes open and closes to admit David. The\n last person Kirk expected to see.", "DAVID\n (to Kirk)\n This is just to give us something\n to do, isn't it?\n (he shrugs)\n Come on.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Why didn't you tell me?\n\n DAVID\n She's making it up! My father was\n Professor --", "KIRK\n It's a long story.\n\n DAVID\n We appear to have plenty of time.", "She can't. Kirk takes her and holds her tightly, look-\n ing at David, over her shoulder. He stands there,\n stunned, looking back.", "A stunned moment, then Kirk lets it all hang out: for\n David, for Carol and for Spock. He hugs his son, hold-\n ing onto him as if to life itself.", "KIRK\n Man the weapons console, Mr. Chekov.\n\n ANGLE FAVORING David as the others react to Chekov\n taking his place. Quiet.", "Kirk looks at David, but David shakes his head: No\n way. Then:\n\n CADET\n Sir! The mains are back on line -- !", "DAVID\n I don't mean to intrude.\n\n KIRK\n Uh, no...\n (rises)\n I should be on the bridge.", "DAVID\n What are you looking at?\n\n SAAVIK\n The Admiral's son.\n\n DAVID\n Don't you believe it.", "KIRK\n (considers; smiles)\n Young. I feel young, Doctor.\n\n He turns to Saavik and David --", "The door whooshes. Kirk strides on the bridge, David\n with him. Carol is there with Bones; they are glad at\n what they see.", "David has been effectively spiked. Long silence.\n\n KIRK\n Do you have anything to eat? I\n don't know about anyone else, but\n I'm starved.", "DAVID\n But good words. That's where ideas\n begin. Maybe you should listen to\n them.\n\n KIRK\n I'm trying, David.", "Carol and David are PROMINENTLY FEATURED. David watching\n Kirk attentively. So are Sulu, Uhura, Chekov, and Saavik.", "DAVID\n No. I -- I guess I'm not what you\n expected.\n\n KIRK\n (rueful)\n I didn't expect anything.", "DAVID\n So am I. My friends were killed,\n too.\n\n KIRK\n I am truly sorry.", "David makes a reckless break for Terrell; Saavik\n instantly throws herself on him bringing him down as\n Terrell fires, hitting Jedda, who was behind David --", "DAVID\n Are you running away from me?\n\n David's strength is turning a corner with Kirk --", "They walk by a group of crates. It all happens very\n fast: David leaps out and tackles Kirk, throwing him to\n the ground and landing atop him, a knife at his throat." ], [ "KIRK\n What do you make of her?\n\n SAAVIK'S VOICE\n It's one of ours, Admiral... It's\n Reliant.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Tactical.\n\n We see the Enterprise emerging from the dark side of\n Gamma Regula, where Reliant is now a moving blip.", "KIRK\n Uhura, send to Commander, Reliant:\n prepare to be boarded.\n\n UHURA\n Aye, sir.", "KIRK\n And no way of knowing if Reliant\n is still in the area...\n\n SPOCK\n Affirmative, Admiral.", "KIRK\n An emergency situation has arisen.\n By order of Starfleet Command, as", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n All right, join the party.\n Mr. Spock, the ship is yours.\n\n SPOCK\n Aye sir --", "The Enterprise whooshes by CAMERA leaving Regula\n behind. Reliant now appears in far b.g. and CAMERA\n BEGINS A MOVE to her.", "SULU (V.O.)\n Approaching Regula and Space Lab\n Regula I.\n\n KIRK\n Try again.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Something may be wrong at Regula\n I. We've been ordered to investigate.", "SCOTTY'S VOICE\n Aye, sir --\n\n SULU\n (overlapping)\n Course plotted for Regula I, Admiral...", "KIRK\n That won't be necessary: just take\n me to Regula I.", "215 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 215\n\n Enterprise backs away from Reliant. Her speed is pain-\n fully slow.", "Admiral Kirk's orders are confirmed.\n Please prepare to deliver Genesis to\n us upon our arrival. Reliant out.", "154 EXT. SPACE - REGULA 154\n\n Reliant ominously pokes her nose into the lit side of\n the planet, heading for Enterprise.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Saavik, get us out, best speed!\n\n SAAVIK\n Aye, sir.", "CAROL\n Commander, we are receiving. This\n is Regula I. Go ahead.", "UHURA\n ... Again, this is Enterprise calling\n Space Lab Regula I. Come in, please.", "Enterprise fires at Reliant inflicting heavy damage.\n\n 100 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 100", "KIRK\n Chekov -- !\n\n CHEKOV\n I'm sorry, Admiral.\n\n Terrell speaks into his wrist recorder.", "KIRK\n Spock?\n\n SPOCK\n Scanning...\n\n He steps to his station." ], [ "KIRK\n Chekov -- !\n\n CHEKOV\n I'm sorry, Admiral.\n\n Terrell speaks into his wrist recorder.", "TERRELL\n All is well, sir. You have the\n coordinates to beam up Genesis...\n\n KHAN\n First things first, Captain. Kill\n Admiral Kirk.", "CHEKOV\n You realize, sir, that they will\n attempt to contact Admiral Kirk and\n confirm the order.\n\n Khan smiles, more charming than ever as we move in.", "wave of pain hits Terrell. He recovers, trembling and\n tries to obey. Chekov is shaking badly. Terrell aims\n his phaser at Kirk. Chekov slowly raises his phaser", "Terrell and Chekov are held by FOUR STRONG MEN.\n\n They seem to be waiting. One of the men is JOACHIM.", "KIRK\n What do you make of her?\n\n SAAVIK'S VOICE\n It's one of ours, Admiral... It's\n Reliant.", "He and Chekov have their phasers trained on them.\n\n TERRELL\n (continuing)\n Please don't move --", "Khan occupies the Captain's chair. We PULL BACK: the\n crew of the RELIANT has been replaced by Khan's fol-\n lowers in their odd-looking clothes.", "As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up\n the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but\n Saavik holds him fast --", "KIRK\n Uhura, send to Commander, Reliant:\n prepare to be boarded.\n\n UHURA\n Aye, sir.", "Chekov breaks into tears. Kirk looks at Terrell, who is\n more composed.\n\n KIRK\n Captain. Where is Dr. Marcus?\n Where are the Genesis materials?", "Log Entry by Commander Pavel Chekov,\n Duty Officer. Starship USS Reliant\n on orbital approach with Ceti Alpha\n VI in connection with project code", "KIRK\n Did he make it down here?\n\n Chekov and Terrell look at each other; they seem a bit\n stronger.", "CHEKOV\n (aloud despite himself)\n Khan!\n\n KHAN is startled by the recognition; comes over and\n examines Chekov and Terrell.", "71 INT. BRIDGE - THE RELIANT 71\n\n Khan and his crew; no sign of Chekov and Terrell. On\n Khan's screen, the Enterprise grows larger --", "CHEKOV\n Captain, this is the garden spot\n of Ceti Alpha VI --\n\n TERRELL\n I can hardly see --", "CHEKOV\n Captain Kirk was your host! You repaid\n his hospitality by trying to steal his\n ship and murder him.", "and aims at Terrell, though his hands are like lead.\n We THINK Chekov is going to do the right thing. Then,\n shockingly: Terrell turns his phaser on himself.", "Behind Terrell, surveying the data screen is COMMANDER\n CHEKOV, aged some, but still boyish.\n\n TERRELL\n Standard orbit, Mr. Beach.", "KHAN\n Goodbye, Admiral. Oh, and don't\n count on Enterprise. She can't\n move. My next act will be to blow\n her out of the heavens." ], [ "Sulu does his best, but Enterprise is hit; Sulu is\n hurled from his station, and Bones hurries to him.", "Behind, the crew chief and a few others work feverishly\n in respirators. Scotty, in respirator, with a throat\n mike which filters his voice.", "Screen verifies this. Saavik makes an agonized choice.\n\n SAAVIK\n We're over our heads. Mr. Sulu,\n get us out of here.", "KIRK\n Engage warp engines --\n\n SAAVIK\n (comes out of being\n stunned)\n Prepare for warp speed.", "KHAN\n Well?\n\n JOACHIM\n Warp drive still inoperative. All\n other systems should be restored\n shortly.", "JOACHIM\n Sir, we must!\n (desperate urging)\n We must repair the damage. Enterprise\n will wait; she's not going anywhere.", "Kirk emerges to encounter Scotty and Bones. Their\n looks tell him. He sees the flashing light over the\n Reactor Room. He dashes for the control panel. Bones\n grabs him.", "SAAVIK\n We commend the soul of our brother\n departed. We love we commit his\n body to the depths of space.", "KIRK\n Cease fire. Look sharp.\n\n SAAVIK\n Power levels quite low, sir.", "KIRK\n Mr. Sulu... The shields!\n\n SULU\n Trying, sir!", "PRESTON\n (faint)\n Is the word given?\n\n KIRK\n (soft)\n The word is given: warp speed.", "CHEKOV\n He left us.\n (with irony)\n We were no longer of use.\n SAAVIK\n Where is the Reliant crew? Dead?", "SAAVIK\n How?\n\n KIRK\n I reprogrammed the simulation so it\n was possible to rescue the ship.", "He almost keels over. Kirk has tears streaming down\n his face.\n\n KIRK\n ... the good of the few...", "SAAVIK\n Damn.\n (then)\n Mr. Sulu, plot an intercept course.", "SAAVIK\n Two minutes, ten seconds.\n\n KIRK\n (intercom)\n Engine room! What's happening?!", "KIRK\n Mr. Saavik, all stop.\n\n SAAVIK\n All stop, sir.", "The ship accelerates, and then, with an eye-filled\n burst, whips ahead to warp speed, disappearing.", "SAAVIK\n Understood, sir.\n\n KIRK\n (aloud)\n Dismiss the company.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Saavik, get us out, best speed!\n\n SAAVIK\n Aye, sir." ], [ "Spock presses the access button and enters the Reactor\n Room, a separated area behind radiation-proof glass\n and metal, RED FLASHING LIGHTS and an iridescent blue\n glow within.", "SPOCK\n They're inoperative below C-deck.\n\n 164 INT. ANOTHER ENTERPRISE CORRIDOR 164", "KIRK\n Spock?\n\n SPOCK\n Scanning...\n\n He steps to his station.", "KIRK\n We'll beam aboard and stop it --\n\n DAVID\n You can't!\n\n The briefest stunned moment. Kirk hits intercom:", "to control it. Slowly, the damping rods move out.\n Spock moves to a manual control, begins to turn it.", "SPOCK\n (continuing)\n Open the Air Lock.", "SPOCK\n Not much, Admiral. We have partial\n main power...\n\n KIRK\n That's it?", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n All right, join the party.\n Mr. Spock, the ship is yours.\n\n SPOCK\n Aye sir --", "WE CAN SEE the silent urging of Bones and Scotty.\n Spock is oblivious. Amid the fire-blue arcs, he moves", "SPOCK\n But no longer jammed?\n\n UHURA\n No, sir. No nothing.\n\n Spock considers, moves to Kirk.", "SPOCK\n I'm afraid I can't stop to discuss\n this logically --\n\n He gives Bones the Vulcan nerve pinch. Bones goes\n down.", "Kirk emerges to encounter Scotty and Bones. Their\n looks tell him. He sees the flashing light over the\n Reactor Room. He dashes for the control panel. Bones\n grabs him.", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Spock? \n\n Spock is bent over the scanner --", "SPOCK\n I am understandably curious.\n\n They walk together.\n\n KIRK\n They destroyed the simulator room\n and you with it.", "Spock shakes his head. With a feeble hand he reaches\n the intercom button: filtered communication.\n\n KIRK\n Spock!", "to the control panel. Between his hands and the con-\n trols, power arcs insanely. Spock is in an inferno,\n a radiation hell, fighting now with all his strength", "KIRK\n (continuing)\n Scotty!\n\n Spock leaps from his place and disappears through the\n bridge doors.", "With stunned understanding, Kirk stumbles to the door,\n sees Spock on his knees, hands blackened, face cracked\n with radiation lines and scars.", "The activity is normal. The Turbo-Lift opens and Kirk\n strides in. Bones and Saavik react to the following:\n\n KIRK\n Stop engines.", "SPOCK\n The ship -- out of danger?\n\n KIRK\n Yes --\n\n Spock is satisfied; he fights for breath --" ], [ "KHAN\n (continuing)\n To the last I will grapple with thee!\n\n Painfully, with one good arm, he starts arming the\n Genesis console.", "There sits the Genesis torpedo: lights start blinking\n in response. As we watch, the CHILD we met on Ceti Alpha\n walks to the torpedo and smiles at the lights.", "DAVID\n He's on a build up to detonation!\n\n KIRK\n How soon --\n\n DAVID\n We encoded four minutes --", "The tape becomes snowy and blinks off.\n\n Kirk looks at Bones and Spock -- they are stunned.\n\n SPOCK\n It literally is Genesis...", "Admiral Kirk's orders are confirmed.\n Please prepare to deliver Genesis to\n us upon our arrival. Reliant out.", "TERRELL\n All is well, sir. You have the\n coordinates to beam up Genesis...\n\n KHAN\n First things first, Captain. Kill\n Admiral Kirk.", "CAROL\n But Genesis is a civilian project,\n under my control --\n\n CHEKOV\n I have my orders.", "KHAN\n Full impulse power!\n\n JOACHIM\n No sir! We have Genesis -- Whatever\n you want --", "As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up\n the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but\n Saavik holds him fast --", "KIRK\n (desperate)\n Khan, you have Genesis, but you", "Kirk emerges to encounter Scotty and Bones. Their\n looks tell him. He sees the flashing light over the\n Reactor Room. He dashes for the control panel. Bones\n grabs him.", "KIRK\n We'll beam aboard and stop it --\n\n DAVID\n You can't!\n\n The briefest stunned moment. Kirk hits intercom:", "Chekov breaks into tears. Kirk looks at Terrell, who is\n more composed.\n\n KIRK\n Captain. Where is Dr. Marcus?\n Where are the Genesis materials?", "In the Rocky Cavern the transporter beam locks on to the\n Genesis torpedo and its arming control box.", "Behind, the crew chief and a few others work feverishly\n in respirators. Scotty, in respirator, with a throat\n mike which filters his voice.", "And now, Mr. Chekov, let us review:\n You say you have no details of\n Project 'Genesis' ?", "CHEKOV\n We have received new orders. Upon our\n arrival at Regula I, all materials of\n Project Genesis will be transferred to\n this ship for immediate testing at\n Ceti Alpha VI.", "KIRK\n Give me some time to recall the data\n on our computers --\n\n KHAN\n I give you sixty seconds, Admiral.", "KIRK\n (dims lights)\n Computer. Request security procedure\n and access to Project Genesis\n Summary.", "All react. David and Kirk, facing each other, are\n turned to stone. Bones, Jedda and Chekov turn to look\n at Carol, wondering. Terrell very casually takes the\n phaser from Jedda." ], [ "Horror from all. Kirk picks up a phaser. As the eel\n clears Chekov, he fires and destroys it. He shudders,\n then sees the wrist recorder and grabs it.", "He weeps like a child, and Kirk holds him. Meanwhile,\n Terrell opens his eyes and stares at Bones.", "As he speaks, Khan dumps an eel in each of their helmets;\n he swirls the helmets around as though he were mixing\n martinis --", "With stunned understanding, Kirk stumbles to the door,\n sees Spock on his knees, hands blackened, face cracked\n with radiation lines and scars.", "David makes a reckless break for Terrell; Saavik\n instantly throws herself on him bringing him down as\n Terrell fires, hitting Jedda, who was behind David --", "But Kirk is past hearing or caring. He is huddled up\n against the glass, destroyed. Bones looks on, helpless.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:", "He almost keels over. Kirk has tears streaming down\n his face.\n\n KIRK\n ... the good of the few...", "and aims at Terrell, though his hands are like lead.\n We THINK Chekov is going to do the right thing. Then,\n shockingly: Terrell turns his phaser on himself.", "KIRK\n We'll beam aboard and stop it --\n\n DAVID\n You can't!\n\n The briefest stunned moment. Kirk hits intercom:", "he holds the body of Midshipman Preston. Both of them\n are covered in blood. He sways into Kirk's arms as\n the others rush forward.", "KIRK\n (stunned)\n They even killed the galley chief.", "She can't. Kirk takes her and holds her tightly, look-\n ing at David, over her shoulder. He stands there,\n stunned, looking back.", "As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up\n the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but\n Saavik holds him fast --", "KIRK\n Still, 'old friend.' You've\n managed to kill just about everyone\n else, but like a poor marksman, you\n keep missing the target.", "BONES\n (also holds him)\n He's dead already, Jim.\n\n Kirk's eyes bulge.", "They walk by a group of crates. It all happens very\n fast: David leaps out and tackles Kirk, throwing him to\n the ground and landing atop him, a knife at his throat.", "He goes over to the tank and dips a kind of strainer in,\n pulling out TWO CETI EELS -- wriggling items --", "wave of pain hits Terrell. He recovers, trembling and\n tries to obey. Chekov is shaking badly. Terrell aims\n his phaser at Kirk. Chekov slowly raises his phaser", "Sulu does his best, but Enterprise is hit; Sulu is\n hurled from his station, and Bones hurries to him.", "Khan reacts to Kirk's VOICE: electronic shock. He\n clutches the communicator, his eye-whites rolling." ] ]

[ "What does Dr. McCoy advise Admiral Kirk to do when they meet on Kirk's birthday?", "Why is the crew of the USS Reliant tasked with finding a lifeless planet?", "Why does Kahn want revenge on Kirk?", "What two people become susceptible to mind control as a result of eels that crawl into their hosts through the ears?", "What does Kirk do after he stalls for time once Kahn badly damages the Enterprise and demands the Genesis Device?", "Where does Kirk take the Enterprise when Kahn retreats?", "What does Terrell do when Kahn orders him to kill Kirk?", "Why does Spock go to the engine room of the Enterprise?", "What negative consequence occurs as a result of Spock saving the Enterprise?", "Who attacks the USS Enterprise during the simulation?", "Why was the simulation session held?", "When does the simulation take place?", "What is the purpose of the Genesis Device?", "Which event caused the change to Ceti Alpha V's orbit?", "Who does the tyrant blame for the death of his wife?", "When was Khan able to control the minds of Terrell and Chekov?", "Where was Spock when he was poisoned by radiation?", "How was a new planet formed in the nebula?", "Which crew member helped the Enterprise escape Genesis?", "What is the Genesis Device designed to do?", "What does Khan blame Kirk for that makes him so vengeful?", "How does Khan take control of Terrel and Chekov?", "Who is David in relationship to Kirk?", "What ship does Kirk reassume command of after receiving the distress signal from Regula 1?", "Which ship do Chekov and Terrell, under mind control, capture for Khan?", "Which crew member sacrifices himself to fix the warp drive and save the rest of the crew?", "How does Spock incapacitate to gain acces to the engine room?", "Who eventually activates the Genesis Device?", "Who kills himself in defiance of the 'eels' mind control in lieu of taking Kirk's life?" ]

[ [ "get a command rather than growing old behind a desk", "Get a new command" ], [ "for testing of the Genesis Device", "It would be used for testing the Genesis Device, which would create life on the planet." ], [ "He blames Kirk for the death of his wife.", "He blames Kirk for the death of his wife" ], [ "Chekov and Terrell", "Captain Clark Terrell and Commander Pavel Chekov." ], [ "He uses the Reliant's prefix code to lower its shields, then attacks.", "activates Genesis " ], [ "Regula I", "The space station Regula I" ], [ "He kills himself.", "Terrell kills himself" ], [ "to restore the warp drive", "To restore power to the damaged warp drive" ], [ "he dies", "he dies" ], [ "Klingons", "Reliant " ], [ "to test Starfleet officers' characters", "it is for captain spock's trainees" ], [ "the year 2285", "The year 2285" ], [ "create habitable worlds by reorganizing matter", "To reorganize matter creating livable worlds for colonization" ], [ "the explosion of Ceti Alpha IV", "Ceti Alpha VI exploded." ], [ "Captain Kirk", "Kirk" ], [ "after implanting eels in their ears ", "When he implants indigenous creatures " ], [ "in the engine room", "engine room" ], [ "by the explosion of Genesis", "An explosion of Genesis" ], [ "Spock", "Spock" ], [ "Reorganizes matter to create inhabitable planets.", "It would rearrange matter to create habitable planets." ], [ "The death of his wife.", "the death of his wife " ], [ "With an 'eel' like organism put in their ears.", "with creatures that go in the ear" ], [ "His son.", "David is Kirk's son." ], [ "The Enterprise.", "The Enterprise" ], [ "The Reliant.", "USS Reliant" ], [ "Spock.", "spock" ], [ "The Vulcan nerve pinch.", "vulcan nerve pinch" ], [ "Khan.", "Khan Noonien Singh." ], [ "Terrell.", "Captain Clark Terrell" ] ]

[ [ "Lucius Mason soon perceived that all the harmony of the evening had\nin some way been marred by the return of the master of the house, and\nthat he might be in the way if he remained; he therefore took his\nleave.", "\"Lucius,\" said Lady Mason, becoming courageous on the spur of the\nmoment, \"I want you to leave that for a moment and speak to me.\"", "\"No, no; there is nothing of that kind. His attraction is--; but\nperhaps I had better explain the whole matter. Lucius, you know, has\ntaken to farming.\"", "Mrs. Orme had no doubt. If Lucius could be induced to abandon the\nproperty without hearing the whole story, it would be well. But if\nthat could not be achieved,--then the whole story must be told to", "He had offered his seat in the post-chaise to Lucius, but the young\nman had declared that he was unwilling to go to The Cleeve, and\nconsequently there was no opportunity for conversation between Lady", "at the door, and Lucius Mason was shown up stairs. Mrs. Furnival had\ngone to make her peace in Red Lion Square, and there may perhaps\nbe ground for supposing that Lucius had cause to expect that Miss", "\"Since that I have suffered a great deal,\" said Lucius. \"Of course\nyou know that my mother has been staying at The Cleeve?\"\n\n\"Oh yes. I believe she left it only a day or two since.\"", "After that Lucius left his mother, and took himself out into the dark\nnight, walking up and down on the road between his house and the", "She had still allowed her hand to remain in his, but now she withdrew\nit, and asked him to sit down. \"Lucius is not here,\" she said. \"He", "It was quite clear from Mr. Furnival's tone and manner that he did\nnot mean to devote much time to Lucius Mason, and that he was not", "\"I want you to do me a great favour,\" Lucius had said to him, when\nthe two were together in the breakfast-parlour at Noningsby; \"but I\nam afraid it will give you some trouble.\"", "But Lucius had replied, almost with anger, that the pitch had already\ntouched him, and that he was defiled. \"I cannot consent to hold the", "Lucius, when he received this letter, was living with his mother in\nlodgings near Finsbury Circus, and the letter had been redirected", "\"It was a pity,\" he said, at last, \"that Lucius should have disturbed\nthat fellow in the possession of his fields.\"", "\"Oh, no; of course not. I did not mean that, Lucius.\"\n\n\"Do you not like to have me near you?\" he asked; and as he spoke he\nrose up, and took her hand as he stood before her.", "Lucius Mason when he had read so far threw down the letter upon the\ntable, and rising suddenly from his chair walked rapidly up and", "Lucius looked at the clerk, and felt that there would be great\ndifficulty in talking about his mother before such a witness. \"We\nwish to see you in private, Mr. Dockwrath, for a few minutes--if it\nbe convenient.\"", "remain for lunch. She was painfully anxious to maintain the best\npossible footing in that house, but still more anxious not to have\nit thought that she was intruding. She had feared that Lucius by his", "\"It will be better perhaps that I should go. People will think that I\nam estranged from Lucius. But if I go, you will come to me? He will\nlet you do that; will he not?\"", "Lucius immediately fell back a step or two, and considered for a\nmoment how he should answer. He had pressed very heavily on his\nmother in his own thoughts, but he was not prepared to hear her\nharshly spoken of by another." ], [ "Dockwrath had been the first to make, that no amount of contrary\nevidence could have shaken him. And why had not Round and Crook\nfound this out when the matter was before investigated? Why had they", "\"And you found what you searched for, Mr. Dockwrath?\"\n\n\"I did,\" said Dockwrath.\n\n\"Without very much delay, apparently?\"", "received.\" Mr. Dockwrath was determined to make a clean breast of it,\nand rather go before his tormentor in telling all that there was to\nbe told, than lag behind as an unwilling witness.", "Dockwrath used his position we already know enough. The man who held\nthe deed, one Torrington, was a relative of Martock, Sir Joseph's", "\"He did, did he?\" said Dockwrath, rising from his chair and clapping\nhis hands. \"Very well. I don't think we shall want more than that,\nMr. Mason.\"", "Mason gave him no credit for his timidity, but believed that he had\nbeen bought over by the other side. Dockwrath, however, knew better.", "He did not tell her then that he had been with Mr. Dockwrath, but she\nknew by his manner that he had taken some terrible step. She waited", "Mr. Dockwrath had been interrupted by the messenger in the middle\nof his threat, but he caught the name of Furnival as the note was\ndelivered. Then he watched Mr. Mason as he read it and read it again.", "the property, or Dockwrath to gratify his revenge. But in such case\nit would be a forgery of the present day. There could have been no", "Mrs. Dockwrath said that she did hear, and promised obedience. Mr.\nDockwrath probably guessed that the moment his back was turned all", "It turned out that Kantwise had received his information from\nDockwrath; but nevertheless, there was that in his manner, and in the", "all that Mr. Dockwrath suspected. He did not fully perceive why the\nwoman was supposed to have chosen as the date of her forgery, the\ndate of that other genuine deed. But he did understand, he did", "Mr. Dockwrath with his wicked ingenuity had discovered no more than\nthe truth, will, in its open revelation, have caused no surprise to", "had done or attempted was to prove that Dockwrath had had his own\nend to serve. Who had ever doubted it? But not a word had been said,", "\"I'll tell you why I ask. I strongly suspect that that man Dockwrath\nis at some very foul play.\" And then he told to his clerk so much of", "which he might make to Dockwrath as to his possible evidence at the\ncoming trial; but nevertheless when Dockwrath had got him into his\noffice, the attorney made him give a succinct account of everything", "So at least Dockwrath was prepared to declare, finding that by so\ndoing he would best pave the way for his own important claim.", "Dockwrath expended some money, though probably not so much as he\naverred; and when noticed to give them up at the period of young\nMason's coming of age, expressed himself terribly aggrieved.", "did see Mr. Furnival, what could she tell him? Only this, that Mr.\nDockwrath had found some document among the papers of old Mr. Usbech,", "And then the letter from Dockwrath to Kenneby was brought forth and\nread. \"My dear John,\" it began,--for the two had known each other" ], [ "As for the property, that must of necessity be abandoned. Lady Mason\nhad signified her agreement to this; and therefore he was so far\nwilling that she should be saved from further outward punishment, if", "afforded to Lady Mason the only possible means of escape. Her mind on\nthe subject, if it could have been analyzed, would probably have been\nthis. As to the property, that question must for the present stand", "to her also. If the estate must be voluntarily surrendered, no one\ncould so surrender it but Lucius Mason. She knew this, and felt at", "\"Of my esteem and affection, Lady Mason,\" he said. \"We have known\neach other too well to allow of our parting without a word. I am an\nold man, and it will probably be for ever.\"", "Not half the evidence taken has been given here, but enough probably\nfor our purposes. The will and codicil were confirmed, and Lady Mason", "Lady Mason had been staying at his house; and the purport of the\nquestion was this:--Why should he not make Lady Mason his wife?", "Lady Mason did not wish that, but she was obliged so far to yield as\nto say that he might do so if he would. Her wish was that he should", "And what did Lady Mason think of all this? In truth there was much in\nit that was sweet to her, but there was something also that increased", "It may therefore be asserted that Lady Mason's widowed life was\nsuccessful. That it was prudent and well conducted no one could", "and her son Lucius Mason, are prepared to make over to you the full\npossession of the estate which they have held under the name of Orley\nFarm.\"", "dear to Lady Mason. Every step of it was over beautiful ground, and a\ndelight in scenery was one of the few pleasures which her lot in life", "she was afraid to go to Lady Mason at The Cleeve, she was about to\nreturn home when she opened the gate for Mrs. Furnival. She then\nexplained that Lady Mason was not at home and had not been at home", "I have said that Lady Mason during her married life had never asked\nof her husband anything for herself; but in the law proceedings which\nwere consequent upon Sir Joseph's death, it became abundantly evident", "against Lady Mason. But it did not occur to her to be unhappy because\nshe had not become Mrs. Kenneby.", "And then the morning came for Lady Mason's departure. Sir Peregrine\nhad not seen her since she had left him in the library after her", "So Mrs. Furnival was driven back to Hamworth, and on going over that\npiece of ground she resolved that she would follow Lady Mason to The", "which remained for Lady Mason to say, was after all the matter as to\nwhich she was most anxious for assistance. \"As you are here,\" she\nsaid to the baronet, \"would you let me mention another subject?\"", "again came forward, and offered Lady Mason his arm. \"Edith is right,\"\nhe said. \"You had better go now. When you are at home you will be", "\"Not at present.\" And then Lady Mason explained the manner in which\nthe two fields had been taken out of the lawyer's hands by her son's\norder.", "evil, and that Lady Mason should pass it by without condescending to\nnotice the circumstance. But he made allowances for her weakness, and\ndid not give utterance to his disapproval in words." ], [ "expressed his firm determination to reopen the case against Lady\nMason, and even to prosecute her for forgery if it were found that he\nhad anything like a fair chance of success in doing so. \"I know that", "that household who did so. During the last week every servant at The\nCleeve had whispered to her fellow-servant that Lady Mason had forged\nthe will.", "first, knowing that it came from Lady Mason. It was as follows:--", "Mr. Mason of Groby had determined to indict her for forgery. This\nhad gone so far that Lucius had declared as openly that he would", "to prove that it was not that which it pretended to be. Lady Mason\nhad proved that it was so; and because that had then been held to\nbe sufficient, they now, after twenty years, took this means of", "Lady Mason.", "occurred. Lady Mason's testimony at that trial had been believed by\neverybody. The gentleman who had cross-examined her on the part of", "a much earlier hour. As the trial progressed the interest in it\nincreased, and as people began to believe that Lady Mason had in\ntruth forged a will, so did they the more regard her in the light of", "of regaining the property was under the present circumstances much\ngreater than it would have been had Lady Mason been arraigned for\nforgery. He would not believe that the act of forgery might possibly", "from his mother. Indeed, there were three notes passed between them\non that afternoon, for he wrote an answer to his mother, and then\nreceived a reply to that answer. Lady Mason told him that she did not", "Mason has been guilty of perjury.\" Mr. Furnival, as he made this\nacknowledgement, studiously avoided the face of Lady Mason. But as", "could. And for this peculiar idea as to Lady Mason she had no ground\nwhatever. Lady Mason may have had her faults, but a propensity to rob", "plain, and it was evident to him that at any rate that far-sighted\nlawyer believed in the truth of his own statement. Could it be\npossible that Lady Mason had forged the will,--that this deed had", "\"Joseph Mason talks of indicting her for--forgery,\" said the\nattorney, pausing a moment before he dared to pronounce the dread\nword.", "\"Well then;--if I am to speak out, it's--Lady Mason. And I do say\nthat it's shameful, quite shameful;--and awful; I call it awful.\"", "that beyond all doubt Lady Mason was an unfortunate woman on whose\nbehalf her husband was using his best energies as a lawyer; and\nthough rumours had begun to reach her that were very injurious to the", "\"Ah! yes.\"\n\n\"And you mean that she did know it; that she knew it was a forgery?\"\n\n\"Oh! Mr. Mason.\"", "former trial, and giving his own recollections as to Lady Mason's\nconduct on that occasion. In doing this, he fully acknowledged on her\nbehalf that she did give as evidence that special statement which her", "\"You mean about Lady Mason.\"", "may be quite as worthy of the study it has caused. Lady Mason, I am\ninclined to think, was by no means indifferent to the subject, but\nthen to her belonged the great art of hiding her artifice." ], [ "Sir Peregrine Orme had gone up to London, had had his interview with\nMr. Round, and had failed. He had then returned home, and hardly a", "people in her neighbourhood. She is staying now at the house of Sir\nPeregrine Orme, who would do anything for her.\"", "Sir Peregrine himself at this time was an old man, having passed his\nseventieth year. He was a fine, handsome English gentleman with white", "I have said that Sir Peregrine Orme was not a rich man, meaning\nthereby that he was not a rich man considering his acknowledged", "\"Ask Mrs. Orme if she will kindly step to me,\" said Sir Peregrine,\nhaving rang his bell for the servant.", "Sir Peregrine Orme, but the young man himself. His mother had\nsuggested to him first the law: the great Mr. Furnival, formerly of", "And then came the question as to the place of Lady Mason's immediate\nresidence. It was evident to Mrs. Orme that Sir Peregrine expected", "Peregrine Orme's house in a Hamworth fly. He had come over by train\nfrom Alston on purpose to see the baronet, whom he found seated in", "and forwards between that place and The Cleeve. Sir Peregrine,\nhowever, intended to return before Christmas, and Mrs. Orme would go", "Peregrine Orme very intimate with the great Mr. Brown. Indeed, Mr.\nBrown was under great obligations to Sir Peregrine, and Sir Peregrine", "They found Sir Peregrine standing in the hall to receive them, and\nMrs. Orme, though she had been absent only three days, could not but", "Among those who took her by the hand in the time of her great trouble\nwas Sir Peregrine Orme of The Cleeve,--for such was the name which", "Sir Peregrine nor on Mrs. Orme, and they both exerted themselves to\nsay a few words in a more cheery tone than had been customary in the", "Hamworth had been very certain at one time that she was intent on\nmarrying Sir Peregrine Orme. But she had not married, and I think I", "Peregrine Orme was not a great man, and possessed few or none of the\nelements of greatness. He was a man of a singularly pure mind, and", "Peregrine Orme was there, being absent from home as on a very rare\noccasion; and with him of course were Mrs. Orme and his grandson.", "Sir Peregrine Orme; but it was not the way of the world, and so Mr.\nFurnival was obliged to explain. Magistrates would listen to the", "story, could I tell it to you, is one full of romance, but full also\nof truth and affection. But though Sir Peregrine Orme is not here,", "Why should I not? Such had been the question which Sir Peregrine Orme\nhad asked himself over and over again, in these latter days, since", "But this Mrs. Orme had forbidden. \"No; it will be better so,\" she\nsaid. \"Sir Peregrine would wish it. I am sure he would. He quite" ], [ "Furnival's senior, had been engaged to marry the same lady. But then\nshe herself loved Sir Peregrine dearly, and she had no such feeling", "remembered that the gentleman was over seventy, and that this pretty\nscene could therefore be enacted without impropriety on either side.\nSir Peregrine then went, and as he passed out of the door Lady", "And then the story of Sir Peregrine's attachment and proposed\nmarriage, joined as it was to various hints of the manner in which", "Sir Peregrine certainly was not a cruel man, nor was his heart by any\nmeans hardened against the lady with whom circumstances had lately", "Sir Peregrine himself at this time was an old man, having passed his\nseventieth year. He was a fine, handsome English gentleman with white", "\"My dearest, dearest friend!\" said she; and lifting Sir Peregrine's\nbeautifully white hand to her lips she also kissed that. It will be", "Sir Peregrine gave the necessary promises, and then endeavoured to\ngive encouragement to the lover. He would himself see the judge, if", "choice in selecting the lady of his love. Sir Peregrine had feared\nmuch that some Miss Tristram or the like might have been tendered to\nhim as the future Lady Orme, and he was agreeably surprised to find", "truth had been made known to Sir Peregrine. It need hardly be said,\nthat in doing so, she dealt as softly as was possible with his\nmother's name; but yet she told him everything. \"She wrote it", "\"And you heard perhaps of her--. I hardly know how to tell you, if\nyou have not heard it.\"\n\n\"If you mean about Sir Peregrine, I have heard of that.\"", "thought, and certainly not without cause, that Sir Peregrine was not\nhappy in her absence, and therefore she never left him. Then, living\nthere so much alone, was it not natural that her heart should desire", "CHAPTER V.\n\nSIR PEREGRINE MAKES A SECOND PROMISE.", "is a little artifice which is excusable in almost any lady at such\na period. \"Sir Peregrine,\" she said, \"you do not mean more than the\nlove of a most valued friend?\"", "time of the trial. It seemed to Sir Peregrine that his daughter's\naffection for this woman had grown with the knowledge of her guilt;\nbut, as I have said before, no discussion on the matter now took", "affectionate to her guest, that she did much more to promote Sir\nPeregrine's wishes than to oppose them. \"Well, dear,\" she said, with\nher sweetest smile.", "Sir Peregrine had been a great gainer by what had occurred, and so\nhe felt it. At any rate all the novelty of the question of his own", "But now it had occurred to her that it might be well to change her\nconduct. Either she felt that Sir Peregrine's friendship for her was", "No doubt she would gain much in the coming struggle by such a\nposition as Sir Peregrine would give her. It did seem to her that Mr.", "\"You are sure that you will not love her the less yourself?\" said Sir\nPeregrine.\n\n\"Yes; I am sure of that. If it were to be so, I should endeavour to\nlove her the more.\"", "But she did not smile as she answered him. \"Sir Peregrine,\" she said;\nand she endeavoured to raise her face to his but failed.\n\n\"Well, my love.\"" ], [ "With Felix Graham the matter was somewhat different, seeing that he\nwas not yet thirty, and that the lady destined to be the mistress\nof his family had already passed through three or four years of her", "In speaking of the character and antecedents of Felix Graham I have\nsaid that he was moulding a wife for himself. The idea of a wife thus", "making a match between Felix Graham and Sophia Furnival. \"By George,\nGraham,\" he had said, \"the finest girl in London is coming down to\nNoningsby; upon my word I think she is.\"", "before her. She knew that her mother did not wish her to marry Felix\nGraham. She knew that her mother did wish her to marry Peregrine\nOrme. And therefore though no mother and child had ever treated each", "\"And that is just what I shall do,\" said Felix Graham, who was at her\nother side.", "Madeline Staveley was also nineteen; she was nineteen, and at twenty\nshe was to become a wife, as by agreement between Felix Graham and", "unless the bridegroom were Felix Graham. A marriage with him might\nprobably be impracticable, but any other marriage would be absolutely\nimpossible. If her father or her mother told her not to think of", "Felix Graham was by no means a handsome man. He was tall and thin,\nand his face had been slightly marked with the small-pox. He stooped", "\"Felix Graham is my friend,\" said he, \"my special friend; and I hope\nyou will always like my friends. But--\"\n\n\"Well?\" she said.", "\"I also know her,\" said Felix. \"My name is Felix Graham--\"", "Felix Graham was soon married to Madeline; and as yet I have not\nheard of any banishment either to Patagonia or to Merthyr-Tydvil.\n\nAnd now I may say, Farewell.", "\"That is all, dearest.\" And then she knew that he also had cautioned\nher not to fall in love with Felix Graham, and she felt angry with", "Brook.\" But Felix Graham was a man who could not bring himself to\nthink much of such things on the spur of the moment, and when he was", "have allowed Felix Graham and Miss Furnival to fall in love with each\nother? \"I can never make a daughter of her if he does marry her,\"\nLady Staveley said to herself, as she looked at them.", "CHAPTER LXV.\n\nFELIX GRAHAM RETURNS TO NONINGSBY.", "only that a marriage between her daughter and Peregrine Orme would be\nan event so fortunate, but also that those feelings with reference\nto Felix Graham were so unfortunate! That young heart, she thought,", "Madeline had declared that Felix Graham should be blinded first, and\nsuch was his doom. \"Now mind you catch me, Mr. Felix; pray do,\" said", "had circumstances taken Felix Graham out of her house instead of\nPeregrine Orme. But Felix Graham must necessarily remain for the next\nfortnight, and there could be no possible benefit in Orme's return,", "Noningsby assisting to amuse Felix Graham. For two days after the\naccident such seemed to be his sole occupation; but in truth he was\nlooking for an opportunity to say a word or two to Miss Staveley, and", "Felix Graham could not think of falling in love with Miss Staveley,\neven had not his very low position, in reference to worldly affairs,\nmade any such passion on his part quite hopeless. But with Peregrine" ], [ "home now.\" Young Mason did not much care for fervour on the part of\nSophia's mother, and therefore had accepted the invitation, though he", "answered it in the affirmative. He had beaten Joseph Mason once in a\ngood stand-up fight; and having done so, having thus made the matter\nhis own, it was necessary to his comfort that he should beat him", "As she thus looked her gaze fell on one face that she had not seen\nfor years, and their eyes met. It was the face of Joseph Mason of", "Joseph Mason and Bridget Bolster would both be at the house of\nMessrs. Round and Crook in Bedford Row, and that he could attend at", "had reached, and which Joseph Mason had reached, when they heard that\nthe property was to be given up. \"Yes, Sophia, I am a beggar,\" the", "dimensions. It was two stories high, but the rooms were low, and the\nroof steep and covered with tiles. The next portion had been added by\nSir Joseph, then Mr. Mason, when he first thought of living at the", "his hands. By degrees Joseph Mason had learned to understand and\nthoroughly to appreciate the strong points in his own case; and\nnow he was so fully convinced of the truth of those surmises which", "Farm.\" These last words Mr. Furnival uttered very slowly, fixing his\nkeen grey eyes full upon the face of Joseph Mason as he did so, and", "Joseph Mason, and who was now dead, had failed to shake her evidence.\nThe judge who tried the case had declared to the jury that it was\nimpossible to disbelieve her evidence. That judge was still living,", "\"Exactly. Joseph Mason, Esq., of Groby Park,\" said Mr. Kantwise, now\nturning his face upon the attorney.", "perhaps she had more of woman's beauty at this present time than\nwhen she stood at the altar with Sir Joseph Mason. The quietness and\nrepose of her manner suited her years and her position; age had given", "long to tell how old Sir Joseph Mason was concerned in these affairs,\nhow he acted as the principal assignee, and how ultimately he took\nto his bosom as his portion of the assets of the estate, young Mary", "him. He was the junior partner in that house at the time of the\ntrial, and I know that he persuaded Joseph Mason not to appeal to the", "And then Kenneby was allowed to go down. As he did so, Joseph Mason,\nwho sat near to him, turned upon him a look black as thunder. Mr.", "As to Lucius Mason and the arrangement of his affairs with his\nstep-brother a very few concluding words will suffice. When Joseph", "Then Mr. Joseph Mason went to another attorney; but it was of no\navail. The time was passing away, and he learned that Lady Mason and", "property.\" But here Mr. Furnival showed that he had not made himself\nmaster of Joseph Mason's character.", "Mr. Joseph Mason had intrusted to him the conduct of the case, and\nthe elder magistrate desired Mr. Dockwrath to abstain from further", "himself to be so signally ungrateful. Joseph Mason, however, retired\nfrom the battle nothing convinced. His father, he said, had been", "Of all those in court now attending to the proceedings, none listened\nwith greater care to the statement made by Sir Richard than Joseph\nMason, Lady Mason herself, and Felix Graham. To Joseph Mason it" ], [ "It was pretty to see with what admirable tact and judicious\nmanagement of her smiles Sophia received the homage of the two young\nmen, answering the compliments of both with ease, and so conducting", "he was a married man as well as I do. Sophia, who had a proper regard\nfor the domestic peace of her parents, and who could have been happy", "\"But I don't,\" said Sophia.\n\n\"I am to understand then that under no possible circumstances--\"\n\n\"Bless me, Mr. Staveley, how solemn you are.\"", "Sophia at last said that she would think about it. It would be\nimproper, she said, to pledge herself to anything rashly. It might be", "There was not much of love-making in the conversation which had taken\nplace between young Mason and Sophia; not much at least up to this", "introduced to Sophia, he did not seem to be taken with her in any\nwonderful way.", "brightest when everything about him was dark. And Sophia also was not\nunequal to the occasion. There was, however, this difference between\nthem. Lucius was quite honest in all that he said and did upon the", "Sophia Furnival was, as I have said, a clever, attractive girl,\nhandsome, well-read, able to hold her own with the old as well as", "quite private.\" And he had written very frequently, and she had\nanswered him. His last letter before the trial I propose to publish,\ntogether with Sophia's answer, giving it as my opinion that the", "by his friend Augustus, as we already have heard; in order, namely,\nthat he might fall in love with Sophia Furnival, and by the aid of", "\"Sophia, I love you well enough to make you my wife to-morrow.\"", "\"Yes,\" said Sophia. \"There is no doubt whatsoever that they were\nengaged. Sir Peregrine told Lady Staveley so himself.\"\n\n\"And now it's all broken off again?\"", "But there was no reason why he should not write to her. \"Shall I\naddress here?\" he had asked. \"Oh yes,\" said Sophia; \"my letters are", "On this special evening Sophia had been sitting next to Augustus,--a\nyoung man can always arrange these matters in his own house,--but had", "\"I never knew a woman so badly treated.\" Sophia had her own reasons\nfor wishing to make the best of Lady Mason's case. \"And for myself\nI do not see why Sir Peregrine should not have married her if he\npleased.\"", "he would at once have become indifferent about the matter. As a\nconsequence of her judicious conduct he was not indifferent. We\nalways want that which we can't get easily. Sophia had made herself", "Sophia shrugged her shoulders and put her head on one side with a\npretty grace. \"Yes, I believe so. People say so. But who is to tell\nwhether a young man be clever or no?\"", "everything for her. She should have been the mistress of my house, at\nany rate till she herself should have wished it otherwise. But now--\"\nAnd then his mind turned away suddenly to Sophia Furnival.", "Furnival and Sophia to be happy at Margate with her. But this did not\nsuit Furnival or Sophia. As regards money, any or almost all other", "\"Very likely,\" said Sophia. But they all knew from her voice that the\nrider was no groom, and that she did not intend it to be thought that" ], [ "\"But, Lucius, Mr. Furnival--\"", "\"Lucius,\" said his mother, \"we are very weary; do not speak to us\nnow. Let us rest till we are at home.\" Then they closed their eyes\nand there was silence till the carriage drove up to the door of Orley\nFarm House.", "\"Lucius,\" she said; \"dearest Lucius! my own boy!\" And then the tears\nfrom her eyes streamed hot on to his bosom.", "Lucius, was yet a baby. \"And, dearest Lucius, you must not be angry\nwith me,\" she went on to say; \"I am suffering much under this cruel", "Lucius, when he received this letter, was living with his mother in\nlodgings near Finsbury Circus, and the letter had been redirected", "Lucius immediately fell back a step or two, and considered for a\nmoment how he should answer. He had pressed very heavily on his\nmother in his own thoughts, but he was not prepared to hear her\nharshly spoken of by another.", "\"You must not think of that.\"\n\n\"Must I not? ah me!\"\n\n\"Will you tell Lucius all this, and let him come to me?\"", "father. And then she pointed out how fatal it might be to avert her\nfather from the cause while the trial was still pending. Upon the\nwhole she acted her part very prudently, and when Lucius left her", "\"I shall go to him to-morrow,\" said Lucius, very sternly.\n\n\"No, no; you must not do that. You must promise me that you will not\ndo that.\"", "\"Lucius Mason,\" said Peregrine, getting up. \"I wonder what he can\nwant me for?\"", "Lucius,\" she had said, \"she ought to be doing something, you know.\nThere is no believing how bitter Samuel is about it.\"", "\"Lucius, you are unkind to me.\"\n\n\"No, mother, not unkind; but like all men, I would fain act in such\nmatters as my own judgment may direct me.\"", "\"No, Lucius; not that.\"", "\"Lucius was there?\"", "round at her surreptitiously; and Lucius turned his face upon his\nmother's, almost with an air of triumph. But she bore it all without", "\"No, no; there is nothing of that kind. His attraction is--; but\nperhaps I had better explain the whole matter. Lucius, you know, has\ntaken to farming.\"", "And then again she paused. Ah, think of her anguish as she sought for\nwords to answer him! \"No, Lucius,\" she said, \"it cannot be changed\nnow.\"", "\"Oh, Lucius!\"\n\n\"I shall, and no mistake!\"", "But Lucius had replied, almost with anger, that the pitch had already\ntouched him, and that he was defiled. \"I cannot consent to hold the", "\"And you have not spoken to Lucius?\"\n\n\"No,\" she answered. \"No more than I have told you. What could I say\nto him about the man?\"" ], [ "understood by the eldest son that Orley Farm was to go with the Groby\nPark estate to him as the heir. When, however, Sir Joseph died, a", "and her son Lucius Mason, are prepared to make over to you the full\npossession of the estate which they have held under the name of Orley\nFarm.\"", "\"No, my dear. He will leave Orley Farm, and, I think, will go abroad\nwith his mother.\"\n\n\"And who will have Orley Farm?\"\n\n\"His brother Joseph, I believe.\"", "\"So I thought. It is he that is to have Orley Farm, if Lady Mason and\nher son should lose it?\"\n\n\"In that case he would be the heir.\"", "be kept from him which he believed to be his own. It may be imagined,\ntherefore, in what light he esteemed Lady Mason and her son, and how\nhe regarded their residence at Orley Farm, seeing that he firmly", "codicil to his will, executed with due legal formalities, bequeathed\nOrley Farm to his youngest son, little Lucius Mason.", "would make provision for her. This had been shortly before her\nfather's death. At her father's death she had been sent for to Orley\nFarm, and had remained there till Sir Joseph died. She had always", "died. Sir Joseph was dead, and the will when read contained a codicil\nby which that young brat was made the heir to the Orley Farm estate.", "Lucius Mason at this time was living at home at Orley Farm, not by\nany means in a happy frame of mind. It will be perhaps remembered", "And now a word or two as to this Orley Farm. In the first place let\nit be understood that the estate consisted of two farms. One, called", "spoken about Lady Mason or Orley Farm. When he had been last there\nthe judge had spoken of it openly before the whole party, expressing\nhis opinion that she was a woman much injured; but now neither did", "In the last chapter Peregrine Orme called at Orley Farm with the\nview of discussing with Lucius Mason the conduct of their respective", "Mason left the office of Messrs. Round and Crook he would gladly\nhave sacrificed all hope of any eventual pecuniary benefit from\nthe possession of Orley Farm could he by doing so have secured", "Orley Farm by old Sir Joseph, and bore the signatures of John Kenneby\nand Bridget Bolster as witnesses. Sir Richard, holding the deeds in", "eldest son that Orley Farm should form a part of his inheritance. It\nmay be that the old man did make such a promise. If so, he thought", "shown no confidence. And, if we think well of it, Joseph Mason was\ndeserving of pity. He wanted only what was his own; and that Orley", "The fact that Orley Farm was his house and not hers occurred almost\ntoo frequently to Lucius Mason; and I am not certain that it would\nhave been altogether comfortable as a permanent residence for his", "For many years this prosperous gentleman had lived at a small country\nhouse, some five-and-twenty miles from London, called Orley Farm.", "Johnson, and made her his wife and mistress of Orley Farm. Of the\nfamily of the Johnsons there were but three others, the father, the", "Park family to regain the Orley Farm estate. But then the question\nhad become much more interesting than it had been in the days of the\nold trial, through the allegation which was now made of Lady Mason's" ], [ "Then commenced those legal proceedings which at last developed\nthemselves into the great Orley Farm Case. The eldest son contested", "\"Is it about the trial?\" asked Mrs. Orme.\n\n\"Then there is really a lawsuit going on?\"\n\n\"A lawsuit!\" said Mrs. Orme, rather puzzled.", "was any trial or any lawsuit, and gradually explained the cause of\nall her trouble. She did not do this without sundry interruptions,", "And then Kenneby gave his explanation on the matter, telling how in\nformer years,--many years ago, he had been a witness in a lawsuit.", "This was the commencement of the great Orley Farm Case, and having\nbeen then decided in favour of the infant it was allowed to slumber", "Thus Alston was quite alive on the morning of the trial, and the\ndoors of the court-house were thronged long before they were opened.", "Mr. Mason of Groby had determined to indict her for forgery. This\nhad gone so far that Lucius had declared as openly that he would", "from him, growling the while, so that the whole court might notice\nit. The legal portion of the court did notice it and were much", "then the manner in which that engagement had been broken off; the\ncourse of the trial, and its celebrity; the enmity of Dockwrath; and\nlastly, his own inability to place himself on terms of friendship", "and the trial was begun. As is usual in cases of much public moment,\nwhen a person of mark is put upon his purgation, or the offence is\none which has attracted notice, a considerable amount of time was", "\"Well,\" said he, putting down his pencil and turning round. \"Here I\nam.\"\n\n\"You have heard of the lawsuit which I had with your brother when you\nwere an infant?\"", "in court when the verdict should be given. In this she had succeeded.\nShe could now wish for an acquittal with a clear conscience; and\ncould as it were absolve the sinner within her own heart, seeing that", "hope now was that the attorney might bring an action against him. If\nthat were done he would thus have the means of bringing out all the\nfacts of the case before a jury and a judge. It was fixed in his mind", "the court. At that moment the hum of voices had stayed itself, and\nthe two small words, spoken in a clear, silver tone, reached the ears\nof all that then were there assembled. Some had surmised it to be", "\"Not guilty, my lord,\" said the foreman. Then the verdict was\nrecorded, and the judge went back to his dinner. Joseph Mason and", "a question which was settled twenty years ago to the satisfaction of\nevery one who knew anything of the case, and now it is brought up\nagain that two men may wreak their vengeance on a poor widow. They", "do? He has the decision of the jury against him, and at the time he\nwas afraid to carry the case up to a court of appeal.\"", "All this occupied the court till nearly four o'clock, and then as\nthe case was over on the part of the prosecution, the question arose", "And then there was another little battle between the barristers. But\nas Lady Mason was now being tried for perjury, alleged to have been", "The comparative lightness of the offence divested the commencement\nof the trial of much of that importance and apparent dignity which\nattach themselves to most celebrated criminal cases. The prisoner was" ], [ "\"Lucius Mason,\" said Peregrine, getting up. \"I wonder what he can\nwant me for?\"", "As to Lucius Mason and the arrangement of his affairs with his\nstep-brother a very few concluding words will suffice. When Joseph", "Lucius Mason. She had been the daughter of a brother baronet, whose\nfamily was nearly as old as that of the Ormes; and therefore, though", "A communication has been made to me this morning on the\n part of your brother, Mr. Lucius Mason, which may make", "\"Oh, Lucius Mason,\" said the grandfather. Since the discourse about\nagriculture he was not personally much attached even to Lucius; but\nfor his mother's sake he could be forgiven.", "At this time--the time which is about to exist for us as the period\nat which our narrative will begin--Lucius Mason was over twenty-two", "to man. And this was his mother! And he, he, Lucius Mason, had been\nliving for years on the fruit of this villainy;--had been so living", "Mason and her son Lucius. He could look forward, sometimes almost\ntriumphantly, to the idea of washing her--so far as this world's\nwashing goes--from that guilt, and setting her up again clear before", "\"What!--thinking of another trial now?\" and Lucius Mason pushed his\ndrawings and books from him with a vengeance.\n\n\"So I am told.\"", "dislike to Lucius Mason, who, as he thought, was disposed to admire\nthe lady in question. In talking of Lucius to his own family and to", "generation. Lucius Mason now began to feel against his mother the\nsame sort of anger which Joseph Mason had felt when his father had\nmarried again. \"Marry him!\" And then he walked rapidly about the", "\"And he's right, too. There's nothing like it. He'll make a better\nfarmer, I take it, than Lucius Mason. You'll live to see him know the", "And then the baby had come, young Lucius Mason, and there was of\ncourse great joy at Orley Farm. The old father felt that the world", "[Illustration: Lucius Mason in his Study.]", "Lucius Mason when he had read so far threw down the letter upon the\ntable, and rising suddenly from his chair walked rapidly up and", "\"All the same, my dear fellow, I do not like Lucius Mason.\"\n\n\"And some one else, if you remember, did not like Dr. Fell.\"", "Lucius Mason soon perceived that all the harmony of the evening had\nin some way been marred by the return of the master of the house, and\nthat he might be in the way if he remained; he therefore took his\nleave.", "But Lucius Mason did not come in. Young Orme remained with him for\nabout a quarter of an hour, and then returned to the room, declaring\nwith rather a serious face, that he must ride to Hamworth and back\nbefore dinner.", "It was quite clear from Mr. Furnival's tone and manner that he did\nnot mean to devote much time to Lucius Mason, and that he was not", "As to that contest nothing further need now be said. It resulted in\nthe favour of young Lucius Mason, and therefore, also, in the favour" ], [ "had been summoned by Dockwrath as to the matter of this Orley Farm\ntrial. While he was doing so, Sam returned to say that his father had", "Mr. Dockwrath did start for the north, bearing certain documents with\nhim; and soon after his departure Mrs. Dockwrath did pay a visit to\nOrley Farm.", "\"What, Samuel Dockwrath? Oh, yes; I know him well enough; and to tell\nthe truth I do not think very well of him. Is he not a tenant of\nyours?\"", "hundreds of pounds,\" he said to Dockwrath that evening. \"Orley Farm\nwill pay for it all,\" Dockwrath had answered; but his answer had", "requested Mr. Greenwood of the Old Farm to look elsewhere, and have\nspread himself and his energies over the whole domain. As it was he\ncontented himself with desiring that Mr. Dockwrath would vacate his", "And the nature and extent of Mr. Dockwrath's reward had been already\nsettled. When Lucius Mason should be expelled from Orley Farm with", "The woman was Mrs. Dockwrath. On that day Samuel Dockwrath had gone\nto London, but before starting he had made known to his wife with", "present about this Orley Farm case, and I always hear your name as\nconnected with it. I had no idea when I was taking these lodgings\nthat I was coming into a house belonging to that Mr. Dockwrath.\"", "to the great Orley Farm case. Dockwrath did see him, and the result\nwas that Mr. Kantwise got his money, fourteen eleven;--at least he", "Mr. Dockwrath, as he left Leeds and proceeded to join the bosom of\nhis family, was not discontented with what he had done. It might not", "CHAPTER XX.\n\nMR. DOCKWRATH IN HIS OWN OFFICE.", "Good-bye, Mrs. Arkwright.\" And then she got into the little carriage,\nand did contrive to drive herself home to Orley Farm.", "Mr. Dockwrath when at home had again cautioned his wife to have no\nintercourse whatever \"with that swindler at Orley Farm,\" wishing", "\"Mr. Dockwrath did pay his rent, certainly; and now, I fear, he is\ndetermined to do all he can to injure us.\"\n\n\"But what injury can Mr. Dockwrath do you?\"", "go through such an ordeal; and how he, therefore, had resolved to go\nhimself to Mr. Dockwrath. \"But,\" said he, \"I must have some one with", "Mrs. Orme came back that night to Orley Farm, but without the\nintention of remaining there. Her task was over, and it would be well", "The result was that by the end of six months he again came out of\nYorkshire to take upon himself the duties and privileges of the owner\nof Orley Farm.", "\"Yes, you will become Mr. Mason's tenant at Orley Farm. Upon my word,\nMr. Dockwrath, you have made my work to-day uncommonly easy for", "\"No, my dear. He will leave Orley Farm, and, I think, will go abroad\nwith his mother.\"\n\n\"And who will have Orley Farm?\"\n\n\"His brother Joseph, I believe.\"", "Dockwrath in which he had hardly been more successful. Nevertheless,\nhe had gone to another lawyer. He had felt it impossible to remain\ntranquil, pursuing the ordinary avocations of his life, while such" ], [ "is absolutely a forgery.' I presume you mean the codicil, Mr.\nDockwrath?\"", "the will independently of the codicil, and coming down gradually to\nthe discovery of that document in Mr. Dockwrath's office, which led\nto the surmise that the signature of those two witnesses had been", "\"What, Samuel Dockwrath? Oh, yes; I know him well enough; and to tell\nthe truth I do not think very well of him. Is he not a tenant of\nyours?\"", "brought to them. I believe there is no doubt that at any rate one\nof the witnesses to the codicil in question will now swear that the\nsignature to the document is not her signature.\"", "himself of the result of his own thoughts; but he was aware that it\nwas his own opinion. In his heart of hearts, he did believe that that\ncodicil had been fraudulently manufactured by his friend and client,", "the property, or Dockwrath to gratify his revenge. But in such case\nit would be a forgery of the present day. There could have been no", "believed that this codicil was no real instrument made by Sir Joseph\nMason. And so believing, would it not be better for him to wash his", "opponents now endeavoured to prove to have been false. \"If it were\nthe case,\" he said, \"that that codicil--or that pretended codicil,", "Mr. Samuel Dockwrath was a little man, with sandy hair, a pale face,\nand stone-blue eyes. In judging of him by appearance only and not by", "Mason gave him no credit for his timidity, but believed that he had\nbeen bought over by the other side. Dockwrath, however, knew better.", "Dockwrath could have nothing to do with it. The jury might take it\nas proved that Lady Mason at the former trial had sworn that she\nhad been present when her husband signed the codicil and had seen", "whom he referred was Lady Mason. Mr. Samuel Dockwrath was very angry\nas he so spoke, or at any rate he seemed to be so. There are men who", "The woman was Mrs. Dockwrath. On that day Samuel Dockwrath had gone\nto London, but before starting he had made known to his wife with", "all that Mr. Dockwrath suspected. He did not fully perceive why the\nwoman was supposed to have chosen as the date of her forgery, the\ndate of that other genuine deed. But he did understand, he did", "this matter she would not be persuaded; and eventually she gave her\ntwo thousand pounds to Samuel Dockwrath, the young attorney with the\nquestionable character.", "ever.\" This last paragraph, Mr. Round junior had not thought it\nnecessary to read to Mr. Dockwrath.", "unbelief of others. It might have been, he had half thought, that the\nold man had signed the codicil in his dotage, having been cheated and", "nevertheless he could not resist the temptation. He most firmly\nbelieved that that codicil had not expressed the genuine last will\nand fair disposition of property made by his father, and it might", "\"I'll tell you why I ask. I strongly suspect that that man Dockwrath\nis at some very foul play.\" And then he told to his clerk so much of", "in his ideas, and intimated an opinion that he had a right to do what\nhe liked with his own. Had not Mr. Dockwrath been told, when the" ], [ "spoken about Lady Mason or Orley Farm. When he had been last there\nthe judge had spoken of it openly before the whole party, expressing\nhis opinion that she was a woman much injured; but now neither did", "now doing somewhat better in the world than formerly, and that he\ncould afford to give up Lady Mason, and to demand also that his wife\nshould give her up. Those trumpery presents from Orley Farm were very", "But when it was hinted to her that Lady Mason might return to Orley\nFarm without being again seen by her, her woman's heart at once\nrebelled. \"If she has done wrong,\" said Mrs. Orme--", "Mrs. Orme came back that night to Orley Farm, but without the\nintention of remaining there. Her task was over, and it would be well", "\"So I thought. It is he that is to have Orley Farm, if Lady Mason and\nher son should lose it?\"\n\n\"In that case he would be the heir.\"", "Every day Mrs. Orme went up to Orley Farm and sat for two hours\nwith Lady Mason. We may say that there was now no longer any secret", "and her son Lucius Mason, are prepared to make over to you the full\npossession of the estate which they have held under the name of Orley\nFarm.\"", "that Lady Mason would never rest till the old gentleman had settled\nOrley Farm upon her son.", "\"Yes, I must see Mr. Mason immediately. And look here, Miriam, I\npositively insist that you do not go to Orley Farm, or hold any\nintercourse whatever with Lady Mason. D'ye hear?\"", "Mason left the office of Messrs. Round and Crook he would gladly\nhave sacrificed all hope of any eventual pecuniary benefit from\nthe possession of Orley Farm could he by doing so have secured", "it be possible that she was wrong about Lady Mason? Should she go to\nhim and hear his own account before she absolutely declared war by\nbreaking into the enemy's camp at Orley Farm? Then, moreover, she was", "be kept from him which he believed to be his own. It may be imagined,\ntherefore, in what light he esteemed Lady Mason and her son, and how\nhe regarded their residence at Orley Farm, seeing that he firmly", "\"No, no,\" screamed Lady Mason, taking Mrs. Orme by both her arms as\nshe spoke. \"You will not do so: say that you will not. Remember your\npromise to me. Remember why it is that you know it all yourself.\"", "explaining to Sir Peregrine and Mrs. Orme that her visit was made\nexpressly to Lady Mason. \"I should have called at Orley Farm, of", "Then, when her master's back was turned, she put on her bonnet and\nwalked up to Orley Farm. She knew well that Lady Mason was at The", "Her intention was to go down to Hamworth at once, and make her way\nup to Orley Farm, at which place she believed that Lady Mason was", "on. While Lucius Mason holds a sod of Orley Farm, true repentance\nwith her must be impossible. It seems so to me.\" And Sir Peregrine", "As for the property, that must of necessity be abandoned. Lady Mason\nhad signified her agreement to this; and therefore he was so far\nwilling that she should be saved from further outward punishment, if", "\"No, my dear. He will leave Orley Farm, and, I think, will go abroad\nwith his mother.\"\n\n\"And who will have Orley Farm?\"\n\n\"His brother Joseph, I believe.\"", "Good-bye, Mrs. Arkwright.\" And then she got into the little carriage,\nand did contrive to drive herself home to Orley Farm." ], [ "There, in that little room, sat Lady Mason and Mrs. Orme till late in\nthe evening, and there, with them, remained Peregrine. Some sort of", "the story. As matters had turned out Mrs. Orme had taken upon herself\nthe care of their guest, and all intercourse between Lady Mason and\nSir Peregrine had passed through his daughter-in-law. But now, on", "estimation. Now, however, the Ormes had to bear up Lady Mason with\nthem. Sir Peregrine had so willed it, and Mrs. Orme had not for a", "said she, \"I never have; nor need you do so for yours. Why should not\nLady Mason have married Sir Peregrine Orme, if they both thought such\na marriage fitting?\"", "When he had left the room Lady Mason's last message was given to Sir\nPeregrine. \"Poor soul, poor soul!\" he said, as Mrs. Orme began her\nstory. \"Her son knows it all then now.\"", "seen that Lady Mason was still treated as a guest at The Cleeve. As\nto such future steps as might be necessary to be taken, Mrs. Orme\nwould consult with Sir Peregrine, and tell Lady Mason from time to", "marriage. The valid reasons, if there were such, must be looked for\nelsewhere. And were these other reasons so strong in their validity?\nSir Peregrine desired the marriage; and so did Lady Mason herself, as", "that there was to be a marriage between Sir Peregrine Orme and his\nguest, and all in the room expressed their sorrow. The women were\nespecially indignant. \"I have no patience with her,\" said Mrs.", "This had been said in allusion to Sir Peregrine. When Mrs. Orme had\nfirst proposed to accompany Lady Mason to the court and to sit by her", "\"Open the door, Perry,\" she said; \"it is Lady Mason.\" He did open the\ndoor, and Lady Mason entered.\n\n\"Oh, Mr. Orme, I did not know that you were here.\"", "Mrs. Orme was up very early on that last morning of the trial, and\nhad dressed herself before Lady Mason was awake. It was now March,", "Peregrine Orme. On this latter subject Mrs. Furnival had of course\nheard nothing during her interview with Mrs. Orme at Noningsby. At\nthat time Lady Mason had formed the sole subject of conversation;", "\"I never knew a woman so badly treated.\" Sophia had her own reasons\nfor wishing to make the best of Lady Mason's case. \"And for myself\nI do not see why Sir Peregrine should not have married her if he\npleased.\"", "On that evening Lady Mason said no word of her new purpose. She\nhad pledged herself both to Peregrine Orme and to Mr. Furnival. To", "\"Oh, Sir Peregrine, this is so kind of you,\" said Lady Mason, coming\nforward to meet her friend. She was plainly dressed, without any full", "that he, Peregrine Orme, should himself speak to Lady Mason on this\nmatter. He felt that his grandfather would be very angry, should he\ndo so. But he did not regard that much. He had filled himself full", "\"Marry Lady Mason!\" he had said.\n\n\"Yes, Peregrine. Why should he not do so if they both wish it?\"", "was spoken between Sir Peregrine and Mrs. Orme; but she was twice at\nOrley Farm during the time, and told Lady Mason of the steps which", "\"Good-bye,\" said Lady Mason, and her voice sounded in Sir Peregrine's\nears like a voice from the dead.", "And then came the question as to the place of Lady Mason's immediate\nresidence. It was evident to Mrs. Orme that Sir Peregrine expected" ], [ "This was well for her now, for she did not wish it to be known as yet\nthat she had accepted an offer from Lucius Mason, and she did wish", "\"Lucius Mason,\" said Peregrine, getting up. \"I wonder what he can\nwant me for?\"", "Mason and her son Lucius. He could look forward, sometimes almost\ntriumphantly, to the idea of washing her--so far as this world's\nwashing goes--from that guilt, and setting her up again clear before", "love;\" and he kissed his daughter. \"Oh! Lucius Mason. I am very glad\nto see you. I can't say I should have remembered you unless I had", "dislike to Lucius Mason, who, as he thought, was disposed to admire\nthe lady in question. In talking of Lucius to his own family and to", "generation. Lucius Mason now began to feel against his mother the\nsame sort of anger which Joseph Mason had felt when his father had\nmarried again. \"Marry him!\" And then he walked rapidly about the", "to tell her father and mother,--nay, to tell all the world that she\nwas engaged to Lucius Mason; and would it be wise to make such a", "It would have been wise, perhaps, if in this matter Lucius had\nsubmitted himself to Lady Mason's wishes. On the previous evening\nthey had talked the matter over with much serious energy. Lucius", "preferred Lucius Mason. That her taste and judgment should be so bad\nwas wonderful to Lady Staveley; but this depravity though wonderful\nwas useful; and therefore Lucius Mason might have been welcome to", "and her son Lucius Mason, are prepared to make over to you the full\npossession of the estate which they have held under the name of Orley\nFarm.\"", "him. It would now be his turn to visit Lucius Mason at his domicile.\nHe was disposed to think that such visit would be made by him with\nmore effect than had attended that other.", "And then that question as to the future life of Lucius Mason became\none of great importance, and it was necessary to consult, not only", "to man. And this was his mother! And he, he, Lucius Mason, had been\nliving for years on the fruit of this villainy;--had been so living", "\"Lucius,\" said Lady Mason, becoming courageous on the spur of the\nmoment, \"I want you to leave that for a moment and speak to me.\"", "\"Yes; it's a great thing for him, certainly.\" And then she began to\nconsider whether the standing held by Lucius Mason in the world was\nnot even yet somewhat precarious.", "\"And he's right, too. There's nothing like it. He'll make a better\nfarmer, I take it, than Lucius Mason. You'll live to see him know the", "Mr. Mason of Groby had determined to indict her for forgery. This\nhad gone so far that Lucius had declared as openly that he would", "Lucius Mason. She had been the daughter of a brother baronet, whose\nfamily was nearly as old as that of the Ormes; and therefore, though", "Lady Mason herself was the first to speak. \"I did not know yesterday\nthat Lucius would come,\" she said, \"or I should have told you.\"\n\n\"I hope it does not inconvenience you,\" he said.", "\"What!--thinking of another trial now?\" and Lucius Mason pushed his\ndrawings and books from him with a vengeance.\n\n\"So I am told.\"" ], [ "\"I should say not,\" said Mr. Furnival. Then the reconciliation had\nbeen effected, and Mrs. Furnival went up stairs to prepare for", "In these days there was a delightful family concord between Mr.\nFurnival and his wife, and perhaps we may be allowed to hope that the", "CHAPTER XXV.\n\nMR. FURNIVAL AGAIN AT HIS CHAMBERS.", "Mr. Furnival was no coward. He was not one of those men who wrong\ntheir wives by their absence, and then prolong their absence because", "CHAPTER LXXII.\n\nMR. FURNIVAL'S SPEECH.", "CHAPTER XII.\n\nMR. FURNIVAL'S CHAMBERS.", "\"Mr. Furnival, I am ashamed of you,\" said his wife with gathered\ncalmness of stern reproach.", "\"Mr. Furnival was to be back in town this evening,\" the lady said, as\nthough apologizing to young Mason for her husband's absence, when he", "Mr. Furnival was gratified as he read the letter--gratified in spite\nof his present frame of mind. Of course he would see her;--and of", "And now he stood up, looking at her with something really like love\nin his eyes, and Miss Furnival began to understand that if she so", "Mrs. Furnival of her husband's affections had not hitherto been one\nof them. Mr. Furnival was a clever lawyer, and she had great need of", "But when he had gone, Mr. Furnival again raised his eyes from the\npapers on the table, and leaning back in his chair, gave himself up", "The three sat down to dinner together, and very little was said\nbetween them. Mr. Furnival did try to be civil to his wife, but wives", "\"Umph,\" said Mrs. Furnival. \"I might as well go there at once and\nget myself settled.\" So she did, the affectionate Martha of course\naccompanying her; and thus the affairs of that day were over.", "by, on which occasion Mr. Furnival had been employed as the junior\ncounsel; and that acquaintance had ripened into friendship, and now", "CHAPTER XI.\n\nMRS. FURNIVAL AT HOME.", "\"No doubt; no doubt,\" said Mr. Furnival; and then the interview\nhad ended. The lawyer had been anxious to see his client, and had", "guilty.\" As to his own belief, Mr. Furnival held no argument within\nhis own breast, but we may say that he was no longer perplexed by\nmuch doubt upon the matter.", "\"Oh, Mr. Furnival!\"", "Mr. Furnival was fifty-five, and endowed with a bluish nose; and she\nwas over forty, and had lived for twenty years as a widow without\nincurring a breath of scandal." ], [ "him, and had quite killed himself. Then the report became less fatal.\nBoth horses were dead, but Graham was still living though with most\nof his bones broken.", "\"And now grandpapa is dead too,\" said Marian, \"and there's nobody\nleft but us three.\"\n\n\"And we'll divide,\" said Fanny Sebright; and so the game of commerce\nwas brought to an end.", "Three of these had died as they were becoming men and women, and now,\nas a rich man, he was left with one daughter, an only child. As a", "that this is killing her yet I may not speak of it.\" Then he got\nup from his chair, and as he walked about the room he took his\nhandkerchief from his pocket and wiped his eyes.", "\"There be a mon there who be a'most dead,\" said the boy, hardly able\nto speak from want of breath. \"I be agoing for Farmer Griggs' cart.\"", "learned that a tale was to be told to him. He had dined with Lady\nMason, his mother, and his grandfather, and the dinner had been very", "had been abandoned early in the day, and Peregrine had in consequence\nbeen hanging about the house. He soon perceived that something was\namiss, but he did not know what. He had looked for his mother, and", "am under the ground you will know that there is one living who loves\nyou well.\" Then he took her in his arms, twice kissed her on the\nforehead, and left the room without further speech on either side.", "began her story; he thought at least that he was at work, for he had\nbefore him on the table both Prichard and Latham, and was occupied", "table. Lucius Mason also had died. He generally did die the first,\nhaving no aptitude for a collection of kings or aces, and so they two", "\"Grandmamma is dead,\" shouted out a shrill small voice from the\ncard-table. \"Oh, grandmamma, do have one of my lives. Look! I've got\nthree,\" said another.", "And now we will say farewell to her, and as we do so the chief\ninterest of our tale will end. I may, perhaps be thought to owe an", "Then the two ladies went away, and Peregrine was again left with his\ngrandfather. \"That was a nasty accident that Graham had going out of", "Sitting there thus, with her hand in his,--with her hand in his\nduring the first portion of the tale,--she told him all that she", "Immediately on their return to the house Mrs. Orme had declared that\nthe story should be told at once; and then Lady Mason, sinking into\nthe chair from which she had not since risen, had at length agreed", "at last came tidings about Graham. At first there was a whisper that\nhe was dead. He had ridden over Orme, it was said; had nearly killed", "\"Yes, yes; I have you, dearest,\" he answered. But he also knew that\nthat pretence at comfort was false and hollow.\n\n\"And she starts on Thursday,\" he said; \"on next Thursday.\"", "\"Upon my word I am very sorry,\" said the judge. \"But what made him go\noff so suddenly? I hope there's nobody ill at The Cleeve!\" And then\nthe judge took his first spoonful of soup.", "This was a dreadful commencement, but she bore it, and even was\nrelieved by it. Indeed, no tale that Mr. Furnival could have to tell", "sad. She sat there perfectly still for nearly an hour, and during the\nwhole of that time there was the same look of agony on her brow. Once\nor twice she rubbed her hands across her forehead, brushing back her" ], [ "died. Sir Joseph was dead, and the will when read contained a codicil\nby which that young brat was made the heir to the Orley Farm estate.", "\"No, my dear. He will leave Orley Farm, and, I think, will go abroad\nwith his mother.\"\n\n\"And who will have Orley Farm?\"\n\n\"His brother Joseph, I believe.\"", "the validity of the codicil; and indeed there were some grounds\non which it appeared feasible that he should do so. This codicil\nnot only left Orley Farm away from him to baby Lucius, but also", "understood by the eldest son that Orley Farm was to go with the Groby\nPark estate to him as the heir. When, however, Sir Joseph died, a", "codicil to his will, executed with due legal formalities, bequeathed\nOrley Farm to his youngest son, little Lucius Mason.", "would make provision for her. This had been shortly before her\nfather's death. At her father's death she had been sent for to Orley\nFarm, and had remained there till Sir Joseph died. She had always", "Orley Farm by old Sir Joseph, and bore the signatures of John Kenneby\nand Bridget Bolster as witnesses. Sir Richard, holding the deeds in", "and her son Lucius Mason, are prepared to make over to you the full\npossession of the estate which they have held under the name of Orley\nFarm.\"", "\"So I thought. It is he that is to have Orley Farm, if Lady Mason and\nher son should lose it?\"\n\n\"In that case he would be the heir.\"", "eldest son that Orley Farm should form a part of his inheritance. It\nmay be that the old man did make such a promise. If so, he thought", "upon Sir Joseph for the making out of this very will, and also of\nthis very codicil. This sum of two thousand pounds was not, it is\ntrue, left away from the surviving Joseph, but was to be produced out", "And now a word or two as to this Orley Farm. In the first place let\nit be understood that the estate consisted of two farms. One, called", "Johnson, and made her his wife and mistress of Orley Farm. Of the\nfamily of the Johnsons there were but three others, the father, the", "\"You told him so?\"\n\n\"I did; and I think that he believed me. He knew that I was one who\nwould act up to my word. I told him that Orley Farm should belong to\nour babe.\"", "Orley Farm, and to make over the property at once, in any\n way that may be most efficacious, to my half-brother,", "In the last chapter Peregrine Orme called at Orley Farm with the\nview of discussing with Lucius Mason the conduct of their respective", "at least he afterwards said and swore--that this marriage should by\nno means interfere with the expected inheritance of the Orley Farm\nacres. But at that time no young son had been born,--nor, probably,", "in all things from Orley Farm. As she thought of this her mind went\nback, and back to those long gone days in which she had been racked\nwith anxiety that Orley Farm should be the inheritance of the little", "had been planned, pointing out however with much care that, as a\npart of those plans, Orley Farm was to be surrendered to Joseph", "\"Well, well; it does not matter. It is usual among the profession;\nbut it does not in the least signify. Mr. Mason has written to us,\nand he says that you have found out something about that Orley Farm\nbusiness.\"" ], [ "Lucius Mason at this time was living at home at Orley Farm, not by\nany means in a happy frame of mind. It will be perhaps remembered", "In the last chapter Peregrine Orme called at Orley Farm with the\nview of discussing with Lucius Mason the conduct of their respective", "and her son Lucius Mason, are prepared to make over to you the full\npossession of the estate which they have held under the name of Orley\nFarm.\"", "\"No, my dear. He will leave Orley Farm, and, I think, will go abroad\nwith his mother.\"\n\n\"And who will have Orley Farm?\"\n\n\"His brother Joseph, I believe.\"", "And now Lucius was sitting alone in his room at Orley Farm, having,\nfor the present, given up all idea of attempting anything himself by", "to induce him to leave Orley Farm to her child from the day of the\nchild's birth, and had at last succeeded. In agreeing to this Sir", "The fact that Orley Farm was his house and not hers occurred almost\ntoo frequently to Lucius Mason; and I am not certain that it would\nhave been altogether comfortable as a permanent residence for his", "had been no signs of joy at Orley Farm, or even of contentment. He\nhad heard also from Lucius, while they had been together for a few\nminutes, that Orley Farm was to be given up.", "on. While Lucius Mason holds a sod of Orley Farm, true repentance\nwith her must be impossible. It seems so to me.\" And Sir Peregrine", "And the nature and extent of Mr. Dockwrath's reward had been already\nsettled. When Lucius Mason should be expelled from Orley Farm with", "Mrs. Orme had no doubt. If Lucius could be induced to abandon the\nproperty without hearing the whole story, it would be well. But if\nthat could not be achieved,--then the whole story must be told to", "settle Orley Farm upon her own boy, Lucius. She herself stated that\nshe had never done this except in the presence of a third person. She", "\"So I thought. It is he that is to have Orley Farm, if Lady Mason and\nher son should lose it?\"\n\n\"In that case he would be the heir.\"", "think, fail him. But never mind that. Who is to be the tenant of\nOrley Farm when my client has been deprived of it?\"", "Mrs. Orme came back that night to Orley Farm, but without the\nintention of remaining there. Her task was over, and it would be well", "And then the baby had come, young Lucius Mason, and there was of\ncourse great joy at Orley Farm. The old father felt that the world", "\"Send you from him! Ah, because Orley Farm belongs to him. But he\nwould not do that; I am sure he would not.\"", "that she would at once go back to Orley Farm;--not exactly on that\nday, nor did he say on the day following. But his words made it\nvery manifest that he did not think it right that she should under", "the validity of the codicil; and indeed there were some grounds\non which it appeared feasible that he should do so. This codicil\nnot only left Orley Farm away from him to baby Lucius, but also", "Mr. Furnival when he wrote this note had already been over to Orley\nFarm, and had seen Lucius Mason. He had been at the farm almost" ], [ "now doing somewhat better in the world than formerly, and that he\ncould afford to give up Lady Mason, and to demand also that his wife\nshould give her up. Those trumpery presents from Orley Farm were very", "spoken about Lady Mason or Orley Farm. When he had been last there\nthe judge had spoken of it openly before the whole party, expressing\nhis opinion that she was a woman much injured; but now neither did", "\"So I thought. It is he that is to have Orley Farm, if Lady Mason and\nher son should lose it?\"\n\n\"In that case he would be the heir.\"", "Every day Mrs. Orme went up to Orley Farm and sat for two hours\nwith Lady Mason. We may say that there was now no longer any secret", "and her son Lucius Mason, are prepared to make over to you the full\npossession of the estate which they have held under the name of Orley\nFarm.\"", "that Lady Mason would never rest till the old gentleman had settled\nOrley Farm upon her son.", "But when it was hinted to her that Lady Mason might return to Orley\nFarm without being again seen by her, her woman's heart at once\nrebelled. \"If she has done wrong,\" said Mrs. Orme--", "Mason left the office of Messrs. Round and Crook he would gladly\nhave sacrificed all hope of any eventual pecuniary benefit from\nthe possession of Orley Farm could he by doing so have secured", "be kept from him which he believed to be his own. It may be imagined,\ntherefore, in what light he esteemed Lady Mason and her son, and how\nhe regarded their residence at Orley Farm, seeing that he firmly", "Mrs. Orme came back that night to Orley Farm, but without the\nintention of remaining there. Her task was over, and it would be well", "on. While Lucius Mason holds a sod of Orley Farm, true repentance\nwith her must be impossible. It seems so to me.\" And Sir Peregrine", "it be possible that she was wrong about Lady Mason? Should she go to\nhim and hear his own account before she absolutely declared war by\nbreaking into the enemy's camp at Orley Farm? Then, moreover, she was", "\"Yes, I must see Mr. Mason immediately. And look here, Miriam, I\npositively insist that you do not go to Orley Farm, or hold any\nintercourse whatever with Lady Mason. D'ye hear?\"", "explaining to Sir Peregrine and Mrs. Orme that her visit was made\nexpressly to Lady Mason. \"I should have called at Orley Farm, of", "\"Well, well; it does not matter. It is usual among the profession;\nbut it does not in the least signify. Mr. Mason has written to us,\nand he says that you have found out something about that Orley Farm\nbusiness.\"", "Then, when her master's back was turned, she put on her bonnet and\nwalked up to Orley Farm. She knew well that Lady Mason was at The", "\"Good-bye then, and, Lady Mason, never despair. There is always room\nfor hope; and where there is hope there need not be unhappiness.\"\n\nThen they parted, and Mrs. Orme went down to her son.", "\"No, my dear. He will leave Orley Farm, and, I think, will go abroad\nwith his mother.\"\n\n\"And who will have Orley Farm?\"\n\n\"His brother Joseph, I believe.\"", "Her intention was to go down to Hamworth at once, and make her way\nup to Orley Farm, at which place she believed that Lady Mason was", "Good-bye, Mrs. Arkwright.\" And then she got into the little carriage,\nand did contrive to drive herself home to Orley Farm." ], [ "making a match between Felix Graham and Sophia Furnival. \"By George,\nGraham,\" he had said, \"the finest girl in London is coming down to\nNoningsby; upon my word I think she is.\"", "In speaking of the character and antecedents of Felix Graham I have\nsaid that he was moulding a wife for himself. The idea of a wife thus", "With Felix Graham the matter was somewhat different, seeing that he\nwas not yet thirty, and that the lady destined to be the mistress\nof his family had already passed through three or four years of her", "before her. She knew that her mother did not wish her to marry Felix\nGraham. She knew that her mother did wish her to marry Peregrine\nOrme. And therefore though no mother and child had ever treated each", "Felix Graham was soon married to Madeline; and as yet I have not\nheard of any banishment either to Patagonia or to Merthyr-Tydvil.\n\nAnd now I may say, Farewell.", "unless the bridegroom were Felix Graham. A marriage with him might\nprobably be impracticable, but any other marriage would be absolutely\nimpossible. If her father or her mother told her not to think of", "\"Felix Graham is my friend,\" said he, \"my special friend; and I hope\nyou will always like my friends. But--\"\n\n\"Well?\" she said.", "\"And that is just what I shall do,\" said Felix Graham, who was at her\nother side.", "Madeline Staveley was also nineteen; she was nineteen, and at twenty\nshe was to become a wife, as by agreement between Felix Graham and", "\"I also know her,\" said Felix. \"My name is Felix Graham--\"", "Felix Graham was by no means a handsome man. He was tall and thin,\nand his face had been slightly marked with the small-pox. He stooped", "have allowed Felix Graham and Miss Furnival to fall in love with each\nother? \"I can never make a daughter of her if he does marry her,\"\nLady Staveley said to herself, as she looked at them.", "CHAPTER LXV.\n\nFELIX GRAHAM RETURNS TO NONINGSBY.", "Brook.\" But Felix Graham was a man who could not bring himself to\nthink much of such things on the spur of the moment, and when he was", "\"That is all, dearest.\" And then she knew that he also had cautioned\nher not to fall in love with Felix Graham, and she felt angry with", "\"And so do I,\" said the judge, \"and have thought much about it since.\nA very clever fellow is Felix Graham. There can be no doubt of that.\"\n\n\"Is he?\" said Madeline.", "only that a marriage between her daughter and Peregrine Orme would be\nan event so fortunate, but also that those feelings with reference\nto Felix Graham were so unfortunate! That young heart, she thought,", "Noningsby assisting to amuse Felix Graham. For two days after the\naccident such seemed to be his sole occupation; but in truth he was\nlooking for an opportunity to say a word or two to Miss Staveley, and", "Madeline had declared that Felix Graham should be blinded first, and\nsuch was his doom. \"Now mind you catch me, Mr. Felix; pray do,\" said", "Felix Graham could not think of falling in love with Miss Staveley,\neven had not his very low position, in reference to worldly affairs,\nmade any such passion on his part quite hopeless. But with Peregrine" ], [ "Mason proposed for herself. For Mr. Furnival and his opinion she did\nnot care much. Indeed, she would have been angry with Lady Mason\nfor speaking to Mr. Furnival on the subject, were it not that her", "I and my readers can probably see very many reasons why he should not\ndo so; but then we are not in love with Lady Mason. Her charms and", "\"No, Lady Mason, it is not impossible. Dear Lady Mason, do not turn\nfrom me in that way. It is for your sake,--because I love you, that I\npress you to do this. If he knew it all--\"", "Lady Mason had been staying at his house; and the purport of the\nquestion was this:--Why should he not make Lady Mason his wife?", "\"Not in this, Edith. It is about Lady Mason that I would speak to\nyou. We both love her dearly; do we not?\"\n\n\"I do.\"\n\n\"And are glad to have her here?\"", "And then, by degrees, his mind turned away to that other lady,\nand they became much more tender. Lady Mason was certainly both\ninteresting and comely in her grief. Her colour could still come and", "Lady Mason, which had been aroused by his belief in her innocence, by\nhis old friendship, by his ancient adherence to her cause, and by his", "He stooped and took her by the hand, but his feeble strength was not\nsufficient to raise her. \"Lady Mason,\" he said, \"speak to me. I do\nnot understand you. Will you not let me seat you on the sofa?\"", "which is obtained in sorrow. Had Lady Mason been prosperous, had she\nnever become subject to the malice and avarice of wicked people, I\nshould never have loved her as I do love her.\"", "\"Of my esteem and affection, Lady Mason,\" he said. \"We have known\neach other too well to allow of our parting without a word. I am an\nold man, and it will probably be for ever.\"", "\"Marry Lady Mason!\" he had said.\n\n\"Yes, Peregrine. Why should he not do so if they both wish it?\"", "And what did Lady Mason think of all this? In truth there was much in\nit that was sweet to her, but there was something also that increased", "more composed.\" And then he led her forth, and down the stairs,\nand across the hall, and with infinite courtesy put her into the\ncarriage. It was a moment dreadful to Lady Mason; but to Sir", "\"It is quite proper, my dear Lady Mason, quite proper. With his\nincome and with yours I do not wonder that he insists upon it. It is\nquite proper, and just at the present moment peculiarly so.\"", "against Lady Mason. But it did not occur to her to be unhappy because\nshe had not become Mrs. Kenneby.", "It was so with him now. All his old fire came back upon him, and\nbefore he had done he had almost brought himself again to believe\nLady Mason to be that victim of persecution as which he did not", "useful purpose? So he argued with himself, and yet by the time that\nhe had reached Noningsby he had determined that he would stand by\nLady Mason to the last. He hated that man Mason, as he declared to", "nevertheless, he had seen the friendship grow and increase without\nalarm. He himself had become attached to Lady Mason, and had\ngradually learned to excuse in her that want of gentle blood and", "should be done at once. The incredulous unromantic readers of this\nage would hardly believe me if I said that his main object was to\nrender assistance to Lady Mason in her difficulty; but so he assured", "that marriage had been broken off, lent a romance to the whole\naffair, and added much to Lady Mason's popularity. Everybody had\nnow heard of it, and everybody was also aware, that though the" ], [ "This was well for her now, for she did not wish it to be known as yet\nthat she had accepted an offer from Lucius Mason, and she did wish", "to tell her father and mother,--nay, to tell all the world that she\nwas engaged to Lucius Mason; and would it be wise to make such a", "love;\" and he kissed his daughter. \"Oh! Lucius Mason. I am very glad\nto see you. I can't say I should have remembered you unless I had", "Mason and her son Lucius. He could look forward, sometimes almost\ntriumphantly, to the idea of washing her--so far as this world's\nwashing goes--from that guilt, and setting her up again clear before", "Lucius Mason. She had been the daughter of a brother baronet, whose\nfamily was nearly as old as that of the Ormes; and therefore, though", "\"Lucius Mason,\" said Peregrine, getting up. \"I wonder what he can\nwant me for?\"", "dislike to Lucius Mason, who, as he thought, was disposed to admire\nthe lady in question. In talking of Lucius to his own family and to", "\"Lucius,\" said Lady Mason, becoming courageous on the spur of the\nmoment, \"I want you to leave that for a moment and speak to me.\"", "\"Oh, Lucius Mason,\" said the grandfather. Since the discourse about\nagriculture he was not personally much attached even to Lucius; but\nfor his mother's sake he could be forgiven.", "preferred Lucius Mason. That her taste and judgment should be so bad\nwas wonderful to Lady Staveley; but this depravity though wonderful\nwas useful; and therefore Lucius Mason might have been welcome to", "It would have been wise, perhaps, if in this matter Lucius had\nsubmitted himself to Lady Mason's wishes. On the previous evening\nthey had talked the matter over with much serious energy. Lucius", "generation. Lucius Mason now began to feel against his mother the\nsame sort of anger which Joseph Mason had felt when his father had\nmarried again. \"Marry him!\" And then he walked rapidly about the", "settled. Augustus Staveley was a good-looking handsome fellow, but\nthen there was that in the manner and gait of Lucius Mason which\nbetter suited her taste. There are ladies who prefer Worcester ware", "sympathise with him. By nature, too, she was not given to any deep\naffection, but she did feel some spark of love for Lucius Mason. \"I", "\"What!--thinking of another trial now?\" and Lucius Mason pushed his\ndrawings and books from him with a vengeance.\n\n\"So I am told.\"", "When Lucius had come forward to hand her from the post-chaise in\nwhich she arrived Lady Mason had kissed him, but this was all", "It was quite clear from Mr. Furnival's tone and manner that he did\nnot mean to devote much time to Lucius Mason, and that he was not", "at the door, and Lucius Mason was shown up stairs. Mrs. Furnival had\ngone to make her peace in Red Lion Square, and there may perhaps\nbe ground for supposing that Lucius had cause to expect that Miss", "As to that contest nothing further need now be said. It resulted in\nthe favour of young Lucius Mason, and therefore, also, in the favour", "smiled sweetly as she uttered her greeting, and looked kindness out\nof her marvellously blue eyes; and Lucius Mason, looking on over his" ], [ "Felix Graham was by no means a handsome man. He was tall and thin,\nand his face had been slightly marked with the small-pox. He stooped", "Brook.\" But Felix Graham was a man who could not bring himself to\nthink much of such things on the spur of the moment, and when he was", "him. But this was far from being the case. Felix Graham's lot in this\nlife, as regarded that share which his heart might have in it, was", "And Felix Graham was not only in the house, but was to remain there\nfor yet a while longer, spending a very considerable portion of his", "CHAPTER LXV.\n\nFELIX GRAHAM RETURNS TO NONINGSBY.", "With Felix Graham the matter was somewhat different, seeing that he\nwas not yet thirty, and that the lady destined to be the mistress\nof his family had already passed through three or four years of her", "\"Felix Graham is my friend,\" said he, \"my special friend; and I hope\nyou will always like my friends. But--\"\n\n\"Well?\" she said.", "All this was said as Felix Graham was lying with his broken bones in\nthe comfortable room at Noningsby; and to tell the truth, when it was", "nor did his agricultural ambitions;--not even to Felix Graham, as a\ncompanion, though Felix Graham could see further into his character\nthan did the others. He was not such as they were. He had not the", "On that day, early in the morning, Felix Graham sought and obtained\nan interview with his host in the judge's own study. \"I have come\nabout two things,\" he said, taking the easy chair to which he was\ninvited.", "that matter of Felix Graham. Then he had gone on to declare that he\nhad given his permission to Felix Graham to say anything that he had\ngot to say, and finally had undertaken to invite Felix Graham to", "really had been so, and Felix Graham used his utmost ingenuity in\nmaking clear to the court how high and unassailed had been the\nposition which his client then held.", "discussed the whole matter confidentially with him. It was a sort of\nquestion never put to professional men, and one which Felix Graham\nshould not have asked. Nevertheless it must be answered.", "her in circumstances, in ways of life, and in tenderness of heart. As\nall this was passing through his mind, Felix Graham presented himself\nto him in the road.", "In speaking of the character and antecedents of Felix Graham I have\nsaid that he was moulding a wife for himself. The idea of a wife thus", "To every word that was spoken Felix Graham gave all his mind. While\nMr. Chaffanbrass sat fidgeting, or reading, or dreaming, caring", "\"And so do I,\" said the judge, \"and have thought much about it since.\nA very clever fellow is Felix Graham. There can be no doubt of that.\"\n\n\"Is he?\" said Madeline.", "\"I also know her,\" said Felix. \"My name is Felix Graham--\"", "his own drawing-room; but nevertheless he had now been there for a\nweek, and it seemed probable that he might stay over Christmas-day.\nAnd Felix Graham was there. He had been asked with a special purpose", "And then he also made up his mind that he would sound Felix Graham.\nIf Felix Graham could be induced to take up the case thoroughly" ], [ "And now Lucius was sitting alone in his room at Orley Farm, having,\nfor the present, given up all idea of attempting anything himself by", "In the last chapter Peregrine Orme called at Orley Farm with the\nview of discussing with Lucius Mason the conduct of their respective", "Lucius Mason at this time was living at home at Orley Farm, not by\nany means in a happy frame of mind. It will be perhaps remembered", "to induce him to leave Orley Farm to her child from the day of the\nchild's birth, and had at last succeeded. In agreeing to this Sir", "\"No, my dear. He will leave Orley Farm, and, I think, will go abroad\nwith his mother.\"\n\n\"And who will have Orley Farm?\"\n\n\"His brother Joseph, I believe.\"", "and her son Lucius Mason, are prepared to make over to you the full\npossession of the estate which they have held under the name of Orley\nFarm.\"", "The fact that Orley Farm was his house and not hers occurred almost\ntoo frequently to Lucius Mason; and I am not certain that it would\nhave been altogether comfortable as a permanent residence for his", "Mrs. Orme had no doubt. If Lucius could be induced to abandon the\nproperty without hearing the whole story, it would be well. But if\nthat could not be achieved,--then the whole story must be told to", "on. While Lucius Mason holds a sod of Orley Farm, true repentance\nwith her must be impossible. It seems so to me.\" And Sir Peregrine", "had been no signs of joy at Orley Farm, or even of contentment. He\nhad heard also from Lucius, while they had been together for a few\nminutes, that Orley Farm was to be given up.", "\"Send you from him! Ah, because Orley Farm belongs to him. But he\nwould not do that; I am sure he would not.\"", "And the nature and extent of Mr. Dockwrath's reward had been already\nsettled. When Lucius Mason should be expelled from Orley Farm with", "But Lucius Mason did not come in. Young Orme remained with him for\nabout a quarter of an hour, and then returned to the room, declaring\nwith rather a serious face, that he must ride to Hamworth and back\nbefore dinner.", "Mrs. Orme came back that night to Orley Farm, but without the\nintention of remaining there. Her task was over, and it would be well", "the validity of the codicil; and indeed there were some grounds\non which it appeared feasible that he should do so. This codicil\nnot only left Orley Farm away from him to baby Lucius, but also", "had been summoned by Dockwrath as to the matter of this Orley Farm\ntrial. While he was doing so, Sam returned to say that his father had", "And then the baby had come, young Lucius Mason, and there was of\ncourse great joy at Orley Farm. The old father felt that the world", "Mr. Furnival when he wrote this note had already been over to Orley\nFarm, and had seen Lucius Mason. He had been at the farm almost", "had whispered at last, as Mrs. Orme continued to press upon her the\nabsolute necessity that Lucius should give up the property,--\"when it\nis over, you shall do it.\"", "that she would at once go back to Orley Farm;--not exactly on that\nday, nor did he say on the day following. But his words made it\nvery manifest that he did not think it right that she should under" ], [ "had sworn that she had seen the three witnesses sign the codicil, and\nno one had then thrown discredit on her. The upshot of all was this,\nthat the prosecuting side proved satisfactorily that such and such", "brought to them. I believe there is no doubt that at any rate one\nof the witnesses to the codicil in question will now swear that the\nsignature to the document is not her signature.\"", "and twenty-one. He did remember witnessing a signature of his\nmaster about the time specified by the date of the codicil, and he", "having copied the codicil herself, and having seen it witnessed by\nthe pretended witnesses;--why in that case of course the property\nwould go back.\"", "continued to live at the farm. Her evidence was supposed to have been\nexcellently given, and to have been conclusive. She had seen the\nsignature, and written the codicil, and could explain the motive. She", "the will independently of the codicil, and coming down gradually to\nthe discovery of that document in Mr. Dockwrath's office, which led\nto the surmise that the signature of those two witnesses had been", "\"Indeed it is,\" said the judge; \"and it shows how careful men should\nbe in all matters relating to their wills. The will and the codicil,", "money matters, and it was known that he was so employed almost up to\nthe day of his death. The question was whether he had been employed\nto make this codicil.", "The body of the will was in the handwriting of the widow, as was also\nthe codicil. It was stated by her at the trial that the words were", "opponents now endeavoured to prove to have been false. \"If it were\nthe case,\" he said, \"that that codicil--or that pretended codicil,", "by one of the reputed witnesses--by that one, namely, who at the\ntime of that trial was dead. Now another document was forthcoming,\npurporting to have been witnessed, on the same day, by these two", "Not half the evidence taken has been given here, but enough probably\nfor our purposes. The will and codicil were confirmed, and Lady Mason", "was not worth it; and in the next place there was nothing to impugn\nthe will. If I remember right it all turned on whether an old man who\nhad signed as witness was well enough to write his name.\"", "and the fact also that the two surviving reputed witnesses would\nnot deny their signatures. These signatures--if they were genuine\nsignatures--had been attached with all proper formality, and the form", "upon Sir Joseph for the making out of this very will, and also of\nthis very codicil. This sum of two thousand pounds was not, it is\ntrue, left away from the surviving Joseph, but was to be produced out", "possession? I have no doubt the codicil did express the old man's\nwish,--even from your own story. But of course you are looking for", "I don't think that that codicil was a correct instrument; and in that\ncase of Mason versus Mason I don't think that you and your friends", "used went to state that the testator had signed the instrument in the\npresence of them all, they all being present together at the same\ntime. The survivors had both asserted that when they did affix their", "appeared in the codicil. There had been no secrets between Lady Mason\nand her husband as to his will. She had always, she said, endeavoured", "executed on the 14th of July, and that it had been signed by Sir\nJoseph, and also by those two surviving witnesses, Kenneby and" ] ]

[ "Why did Lucius ask the tenant to leave?", "What did Dockwrath find out about the first deed?", "Why did Lady Mason give up the estate?", "What names did Lady Mason forge?", "Where does Sir Peregrine Orme live?", "Who did Sir Peregrine fall in love with?", "Who was Felix Graham engaged to?", "Where did young Joseph Mason live with his wife?", "What two men did Sophia have a romantic relationship with?", "Who is Lucius?", "How was Orley Farm bequeathed upon Joseph Mason's death?", "Why was there a court case?", "Who is Lucius Mason's older brother?", "What does Samuel Dockwrath do after he is evicted from Orley Farm?", "Why does Samuel Dockwrath believe the codicil is a forgery?", "What prompts Lady Mason to abandon her claim to Orley Farm?", "When do Lady Mason and Sir Peregrine Orme marry?", "Who does Lucius Mason intend to marry?", "What happens when Mr. Furnival and his wife reconcile?", "In the beginning of the story, who dies?", "According to the Joseph's codicil, who receives the Orley Farm?", "Which tenant does Lucius ask to leave Orley Farm?", "Why does Lady Mason give up Orley Farm?", "Who is Felix Graham engaged to?", "Who falls in love and proposes to Lady Mason?", "Who is briefly engaged to Lucius Mason?", "What is Felix Graham's occupation?", "Why does Lucius ask Samuel to leave Orley Farm?", "How many codicil witnesses are still alive?" ]

[ [ "He wanted to try new intensive farming methods.", "Lucius wants to try intensive new farming methods." ], [ "Lady Mason forged it.", "it was forged " ], [ "Her conscious.", "She committed forgery " ], [ "The witnesses.", "John Kenneby" ], [ "The Cleve.", "With his daughter-in-law and grandson" ], [ "Lady Mason.", "Lady Mason" ], [ "Mary Snow?", "Mary Snow " ], [ "Groby Park in Yorkshire.", "Groby Park in Yorkshire." ], [ "Augustus Stavely and Lucius Mason.", "Augustus Stavely and Lucius Mason" ], [ "Lucius is the son of Joseph Mason and his second wife.", "Son of Lady Mason" ], [ "Through a codicil to his will.", "A codicil to his will was left to his second wife and her son" ], [ "Forgery was suspected because the will and codicil were written in Lady Mason's handwriting.", "There was a codicil added to his will in his second wife's handwriting that left her Orley Farm." ], [ "Joseph Mason the younger.", "Joseph Mason the younger" ], [ "He investigates the codicil of Joseph Mason's will.", "He investigates the signing of the deed" ], [ "The codicil witnesses do not remember signing the second deed.", "He finds a second deed" ], [ "Her guilty conscience.", "Her conscience" ], [ "They do not marry.", "They are engaged but never marry." ], [ "Sophia Furnival.", "Sophia Furnival" ], [ "Sophia's engagement to Lucius Mason is ended.", "Sophia's engagement is dropped. " ], [ "Joseph Mason.", "Joseph Mason of Groby Park" ], [ "Lady Mason and Lucius.", "His second wife and her son" ], [ "Samuel Dockwrath.", "Samuel Dockwrath" ], [ "She forged the codicil and felt guilty.", "She forged the will " ], [ "Mary Snow.", "Mary Snow." ], [ "Sir Peregrine.", "Sir Peregrine" ], [ "Sophia Furnival.", "Sophia" ], [ "A barrister/lawyer.", "barrister" ], [ "He wants to try a new farming method.", "He wants to try new farming methods." ], [ "2 out of the 3 are alive.", "2" ] ]

[ [ "OGDRU JAHAD shifts, suddenly breaking free. Gelatinous limbs \n uncurl, expand. Its enormity puzzles the eye, obscuring the \n frame.", "Abe studies it, senses something, and nods. With superhuman \n effort, Hellboy lifts it. Hundreds of roaches pour out.", "peasant boy in Tobolsk. And now, the \n door -- Sent by the Ogdruh Jahad so \n that they might at long last enter", "Hellboy slowly comes to. He is chained to a massive wooden \n yoke. He takes notice of his surroundings: a large church-", "Hellboy's torso is covered in blood. He falls to the ground. \n A fourth and a fifth creature spring onto him, biting. Hellboy \n is in trouble.", "INT. THE OTHER SIDE - NIGHT\n\n Again, the infinite, starry space. Again, the OGDRU JAHAD. \n The ruby beam pierces the darkness.", "The beast raises Hellboy high. A multi-layered mouth opens \n in the body of BEHEMOTH. The most horrible proboscis ever \n seen.\n\n Hellboy's tail passes him the belts.", "From out of Behemoth's stump... a mass of wriggling tentacles \n replaces the cut-off section! They squirm around Hellboy's \n face as he slashes, again and again, fighting his way forward.", "Hellboy motions for silence. The CORPSE mutters: \"IT'S \n SOMETHING BIG\"\n\n They stare into the darkness.", "The six-foot work light tumbles by the massive OGDRU JAHAD: \n seven egg-like monoliths of unholy origin.", "Broom comes closer, eyes wide: inside the wound on Hellboy's \n forearm, nestled like ticks, are 3 translucent EGGS.", "A miniature black marble castle. Using a crowbar, Myers pries \n open the ancient steel door. Hellboy, still carrying the \n desiccated abomination on his back, walks in.\n\n OMIT", "Confused, Myers picks up his suitcases and complies. He \n realizes he's DEAD CENTER on a giant B.P.R.D. Logo: A HAND \n HOLDING A SWORD.", "With a bellow, Behemoth goes down, the limp tentacles missing \n Hellboy as they vanish in a blaze of energy and light. \n Finally, just a few cinders of flesh float in the air.", "Suddenly: drool drops from above: Sammael hangs from a beam.\n\n HELLBOY\n (turning)\n Didn't I kill you already?", "Hellboy falls to the ground, writhing, grinding his teeth. \n The tongue squeezes and pulls. Smoke pours from Hellboy's \n skin.", "Hellboy twists around and cracks open the jaws of the \n creature, like King Kong and the T-Rex.", "Hellboy yanks Manning just in time. BAMMM!!!! A gigantic \n metal pendulum swings past and demolishes one third of the", "The sickening sound of snapping bones and mastication reaches \n his ears. Hellboy reacts to a smell, raises his eyes to \n discover --", "He discovers the Sammael engraving.\n\n HELLBOY\n \"Sammael: seed of destruction. Death \n becomes the fertile ground.\"" ], [ "HELLBOY\n Hi...\n\n The kid stares at him.\n\n KID\n You're Hellboy.", "He discovers the Sammael engraving.\n\n HELLBOY\n \"Sammael: seed of destruction. Death \n becomes the fertile ground.\"", "Hellboy turns. Grigory, on his knees, smiles.\n\n GRIGORY\n (dying)\n Look what you've done --", "Hellboy finally enters the light. He's awe-inspiring, with \n chiseled features, patterned red skin and deep-set golden \n eyes. Involuntarily, Myers recoils.", "HELLBOY\n (closing his eyes)\n Anung-un-Rama...\n\n INT. CATACOMBS - NIGHT", "Hellboy gets up -- his back bristling with glass shards -- \n and hears a WAIL: a YOUNG GIRL is pointing at A BOX OF KITTENS \n abandoned on a bench.", "Hellboy appears at the end of the tunnel. He glances at \n Kroenen's body, then quickly checks for a pulse on Clay.\n\n Hellboy looks demolished.", "HELLBOY\n Oh, stop that --\n (grimaces in pain)\n Damn! Be careful, there --", "Abe peers through a magnifier at Hellboy's wounded arm.\n\n ABE\n You were burned by some organic acid.", "Hellboy falls to the ground, writhing, grinding his teeth. \n The tongue squeezes and pulls. Smoke pours from Hellboy's \n skin.", "HELLBOY\n Skip to the end, willya? How do I \n kill it -- ?\n\n ABE'S VOICE\n It doesn't say --", "HELLBOY\n Son of a -- !\n\n The figure darts away. Hellboy tears after it, gun in hand.\n\n CLAY\n Red, wait!", "Hellboy painfully takes Liz's limp body in his arms. Myers \n stands by his side.\n\n He kisses her forehead, caresses her hair, then walks down \n the steps.", "HELLBOY\n Give your soul to God, Your ass is \n mine.\n\n An asthmatic wheeze erupts from his scarred face. Kroenen is \n laughing.", "Abe studies it, senses something, and nods. With superhuman \n effort, Hellboy lifts it. Hundreds of roaches pour out.", "HELLBOY\n Toldya.\n\n Trying to feel superior, Hellboy chuckles. As they walk, Liz \n gestures vigorously. His smile fades.", "Hellboy's stone arm glows. Ancient symbols of fire burn the \n stone. Flames momentarily engulf his body.\n\n INT. CATACOMBS - NIGHT", "HELLBOY\n Damn -- Okay. Here --\n\n He hands him the gun and a fresh clip. Reaching into his \n belt, Hellboy extracts a vacuum-sealed packet.", "The beast raises Hellboy high. A multi-layered mouth opens \n in the body of BEHEMOTH. The most horrible proboscis ever \n seen.\n\n Hellboy's tail passes him the belts.", "HELLBOY\n Would'ya look at this babies? Made \n 'em myself. Holy water, silver \n shavings, white oak: the works." ], [ "Sammael releases himself, lands on the floor. Part of the \n neck is exposed: white, slimy skin, cracked like old marble \n and criss- crossed with blue veins.", "Sammael stands and turns around -- CRACK-KKK!!! His waist \n twists him 360 degrees!!\n\n Screeching, Sammael leaps away!!!", "He looks up. Sammael hangs from the ceiling, then drops. \n Then the creature lifts Hellboy in a ferocious bear hug.", "SAMMAEL is there, gnawing on a dry arm bone, with the hand \n still attached. When the light hits his face, his milky pupils \n constrict. A snarl...", "He opens an ancient leather folder and extracts an engraving \n depicting Sammael. Carefully places it on the table. Then he", "Sammael dangles above the tracks, but he re-joints himself \n and grabs a handhold on the train wall above the tunnel. \n From here, he pulls on Hellboy, sliding him toward the jagged \n glass.", "WSHHHP!!! A 7-foot tongue lashes out from Sammael's mouth \n like a whip. It's arm-thick, with yellow sacs billowing from", "Sammael can't fit through, but the tongue darts out, missing \n Abe by inches. Sammael scratches at the walls, trying to \n reach deeper, screaming in rage.", "lets go, his hand and body smoking. Sammael -- very crispy -- \n is convulsing in a cloud of smoke. He grows still.", "INT. MACHEN LIBRARY - MAGIK EXHIBIT HALL - NIGHT\n\n Sammael lashes out with a massive punch.", "Abe has found a small, medieval engraving of Sammael in one \n of the books.", "Using the tongue, he throws Sammael out a glass window.", "Sammael runs past a group of trick-or-treaters, and jumps \n straight into the street. Cars swerve, avoiding a collision", "Sammael staggers back and -- in an impossible maneuver, re-\n knits his jaws together! Then he uses his bone scythe to", "Sammael blocks the last hit and throws the bar away. It embeds \n itself in the tile wall.\n\n Sammael punches Hellboy, a hard uppercut.", "BAM!!! SAMMAEL'S TONGUE uncurls from the shadows and lands \n on Quarry's face, pulling him into the dark. His flashlight \n bobbles and strobes, lighting up a nightmare:", "Sammael flies through the air, unfolds its bone scythe. \n Hellboy rolls away. Sammael misses: the tip imbeds itself in", "Behind him, in the darkness of a tunnel: TWO SAMMAEL \n silhouettes appear.\n\n CUT TO:\n\n OMIT", "Hellboy rips off one of the turnstile bars and hits Sammael \n again and again.\n\n HELLBOY\n See? It hurts! You shouldn't hit \n people!", "He discovers the Sammael engraving.\n\n HELLBOY\n \"Sammael: seed of destruction. Death \n becomes the fertile ground.\"" ], [ "Discouraged, Myers heads for the door.\n\n BROOM\n (very quiet)\n I'm dying Agent Myers.", "Broom's fragile body lies slumped in his chair. At his feet, \n a pool of blood. Liz enters, then stifles a whimper.", "VON KRUPT shoots wildly, hitting Broom in the leg. But \n Whitman's bullets rip into the old Nazi's chest.", "Broom grows silent.", "Abe snaps out of it. Broom is pale. He steps away, wincing, \n enduring a bolt of pain in his side. Abe holds him. Motions \n for the others to stay back.", "Leaving a trail of blood, Broom crawls to a dead G.I. and \n grabs a grenade from his belt.", "BROOM\n I abhor violence.\n (Whitman moves away)\n Sergeant Whitman, I hope you don't \n think me mad --", "(hands over the \n photograph)\n This is him. The very same night we \n found him. The night Broom gave him", "He flees.\n\n LIZ\n (to Broom)\n Nothing's changed. Home, sweet home.", "BROOM\n There is a place -- a dark place \n where evil slumbers and awaits to", "Shocked, Myers looks over at Broom.", "Broom grabs a worn-down wooden box full of books and amulets. \n It has a leather strap that allows him to carry it, much \n like a carpenter's tool box.", "Abe and Broom backpedal fast. Myers pulls out his gun, and \n starts looking for another way in. Broom observes this, \n pleased.", "BROOM\n The day Abraham Lincoln died. Hence \n \"Abe\" Sapien.", "BROOM\n \"In the absence of light, darkness \n prevails.\" For there are things that", "It's raining like hell now. Soldiers move through a short \n tunnel carved into the mountain.\n\n Whitman signals his men to spread out, then comes alongside \n Broom.", "With tears in his eyes, a disbelieving Hellboy looks at Liz, \n then at his dead father. He holds Broom's body close to his \n chest.", "INT. BROOM´S OFFICE - NIGHT\n\n Startled, Broom snaps out of it --", "Broom examines the damage to the wall. He turns to see \n Hellboy's locator belt hanging on the wall. Broom shakes his \n head.", "MATLIN\n It's almost over!!\n\n BROOM\n No. It's not." ], [ "Suddenly, something moves. Hellboy shines his light into an \n adjoining tunnel. Kroenen is standing there, like a deer \n caught in headlights.", "With a horrible scream, Kroenen drops headfirst past them \n and onto the spikes. He wriggles like a fish caught on a \n hook, only making it worse, as he slides further down the \n blades.", "blade. Clay turns in time to see Kroenen coming at him. He \n fires. Kroenen stabs.", "-- ricochet wildly -- and finally hit three of the guards. \n They fall silently to the floor.\n\n Kroenen dispatches two more in a flurry of knives.", "Hellboy appears at the end of the tunnel. He glances at \n Kroenen's body, then quickly checks for a pulse on Clay.\n\n Hellboy looks demolished.", "Hellboy yanks it away and bends it like a twig. BAMMMM!!!! \n He punches Kroenen in the face, crumpling the steel mask, \n smashing its lenses.", "TCHK!! A noise -- Broom turns in time to see Kroenen \n delicately descending a spiral staircase, blade in hand. In \n spite of all his experience, Broom is shaken.", "VON KRUPT shoots wildly, hitting Broom in the leg. But \n Whitman's bullets rip into the old Nazi's chest.", "bullet tears into Kroenen's arm, spewing forth an explosion \n of dust. He turns. The guards shoot again. Kroenen maneuvers \n the steel, deflecting the bullets which --", "-- Hellboy thrusts out his stone fist as a shield. Kroenen \n bears down but Hellboy fends him off with powerful, deliberate \n blocks.", "Hellboy wraps the rope around his stone fist and, with a \n brutal stone-fist yank, pulls KROENEN into the pit!", "HELLBOY\n You killed my father --\n\n BAMMM!!!! another hit.\n\n Kroenen staggers back with each blow. Finally, the mask falls \n off.", "Hellboy climbs out and sits. Sees Kroenen's blade embedded \n in the floor. Holding it: the prosthetic hand, still ticking.", "INT. ABOVE THE HEXAGONAL TRAP DOOR PIT - DAY\n\n Hellboy peers down. Still alive, Kroenen frees one arm, \n slicing through his own ropy bicep.", "Kroenen squeals and -- retracting his blades -- lunges after \n it. The gyrating rails slice through his leather jacket. As \n his fingers reach the grenade, it EXPLODES!!!", "Ilsa reaches into a hollow portion in the wooden statue and \n removes a large reliquary jar containing Golden sand.\n\n Six guards hurry in. They point their flashlights and guns \n at Kroenen.", "One of them springs. As it flies through the air, Hellboy \n crashes through the ceiling. He lands on top of it along \n with a ton or two of stone. The creature is crushed.", "An abandoned shower room. A series of sinks and stalls, lined \n with dirty white tile. A phonograph nearby plays Wagner. \n Kroenen stands next to it.", "He stabs Grigory with one of them. Grigory drops to his knees, \n holding his stomach. Hellboy drops the blood-stained horn.", "Grigory and Ilsa are gone. And for now, so is Kroenen. \n Embedded in the wall where he was pinned, two bloody rails, \n nothing more.\n\n OMIT" ], [ "HELLBOY\n Sorry. Just couldn't leave you two \n alone.\n\n Hellboy scoops up Myers and deposits him next to Liz.", "Hellboy painfully takes Liz's limp body in his arms. Myers \n stands by his side.\n\n He kisses her forehead, caresses her hair, then walks down \n the steps.", "Hellboy lurches into the passageway and spots Myers. Painfully \n drags himself over. Liz's body is on the floor.", "INT. CATACOMBS - ADJACENT TUNNEL - NIGHT\n\n In a passageway, Hellboy carefully hands Liz's body over to \n Myers.", "Lit by Myers' flashlight, two of the creatures jump. One \n clamps onto Hellboy's back, the other onto his leg. Hellboy", "Myers smiles. Liz looks at Hellboy for the first time as \n what he is: the man she loves. A warm, gentle fire rims her \n body.", "Hellboy screams. Water explodes under the fighting bodies. \n Two of the Sammaels turn their attention to Liz and Myers.\n\n MYERS\n I can't, I --", "LIZ\n No. Myers is taking me.\n\n Hellboy stands up, walks towards her.\n\n HELLBOY\n Him!! Why him? Why not me?", "In an \"ANT FARM\" view of the complex, we see Hellboy above, \n pummeling and -- in the cavern below -- Liz and Myers.", "Myers holsters his gun and follows Liz. Hellboy is all alone \n now.\n\n HELLBOY\n (oblivious)\n Woo hoo!!", "Myers is alive, but too groggy to even acknowledge it. Weakly, \n Hellboy turns around: In the eerie silence of his deafness,", "TWO of the black B.P.R.D. Sedan cars rounds the corner.\n\n Agent Lime bounds out of one of the vehicles, grabbing Myers, \n talking rapidly. Liz screams, covers her ears.", "Hellboy manages to roll away.\n\n Myers goes for HELLBOY's gun... and grabs it! He takes cover \n behind the trash container. HELLBOY is there.", "Wicked spikes cover the metal surface. Hellboy still bangs \n on it, but to no avail: it's at least six inches thick. Liz \n and Myers are on the other side.", "Myers opens his eyes, nods.\n\n HELLBOY\n Good. Stay here.\n\n He moves after Sammael.\n\n OMIT", "She spins on her heel and walks off. Hellboy turns to Myers.\n\n HELLBOY\n You!!! You did it, buddy --", "MYERS (V.O.)\n Yes?\n\n HELLBOY\n Goodbye.", "Hellboy lands neatly on the adjacent roof. He looks down at \n Myers and Liz --\n\n Myers offers her cream and sugar.", "Manning limps in from an adjacent room. Hellboy cradles Liz's \n head in his huge hand. Holds her against his powerful chest \n and whispers in her ear.", "Hellboy puts his hand inside, CLACK!!! Before he can turn \n it, Myers reaches the rosary. Ilsa lunges at him. He clobbers \n her full in the face. She staggers back and down." ], [ "Abe studies it, senses something, and nods. With superhuman \n effort, Hellboy lifts it. Hundreds of roaches pour out.", "Hellboy stands up and swings the sword for all he's worth. \n FWAP! He cuts clean through the tentacle. The tip hits the \n floor, rolling into the crack.", "Hellboy yanks Manning just in time. BAMMM!!!! A gigantic \n metal pendulum swings past and demolishes one third of the", "Confused, Myers picks up his suitcases and complies. He \n realizes he's DEAD CENTER on a giant B.P.R.D. Logo: A HAND \n HOLDING A SWORD.", "Hellboy painfully takes Liz's limp body in his arms. Myers \n stands by his side.\n\n He kisses her forehead, caresses her hair, then walks down \n the steps.", "Hellboy twists around and cracks open the jaws of the \n creature, like King Kong and the T-Rex.", "Hellboy turns. Grigory, on his knees, smiles.\n\n GRIGORY\n (dying)\n Look what you've done --", "One of them springs. As it flies through the air, Hellboy \n crashes through the ceiling. He lands on top of it along \n with a ton or two of stone. The creature is crushed.", "Myers smiles. Liz looks at Hellboy for the first time as \n what he is: the man she loves. A warm, gentle fire rims her \n body.", "Hellboy's torso is covered in blood. He falls to the ground. \n A fourth and a fifth creature spring onto him, biting. Hellboy \n is in trouble.", "Myers is alive, but too groggy to even acknowledge it. Weakly, \n Hellboy turns around: In the eerie silence of his deafness,", "OGDRU JAHAD shifts, suddenly breaking free. Gelatinous limbs \n uncurl, expand. Its enormity puzzles the eye, obscuring the \n frame.", "With a bellow, Behemoth goes down, the limp tentacles missing \n Hellboy as they vanish in a blaze of energy and light. \n Finally, just a few cinders of flesh float in the air.", "HELLBOY\n (a whisper)\n This time. Stay dead, willya??\n\n He moves away. The BLACK flame flickers out.", "Then -- BANG! BANG! BANG! Myers appears at the end of the \n alley, firing round after round into Sammael's tongue. AMBER", "INT. CATACOMBS - NIGHT\n\n Grigory drinks in the first signs of the arrival and laughs.\n\n GRIGORY\n The final seal. Open it!", "A miniature black marble castle. Using a crowbar, Myers pries \n open the ancient steel door. Hellboy, still carrying the \n desiccated abomination on his back, walks in.\n\n OMIT", "Sammael dangles above the tracks, but he re-joints himself \n and grabs a handhold on the train wall above the tunnel. \n From here, he pulls on Hellboy, sliding him toward the jagged \n glass.", "Hellboy appears at the end of the tunnel. He glances at \n Kroenen's body, then quickly checks for a pulse on Clay.\n\n Hellboy looks demolished.", "Hellboy shoots. The high-caliber ammo rips a few columns \n apart and finally catches Sammael. The bullet goes through" ], [ "Hellboy painfully takes Liz's limp body in his arms. Myers \n stands by his side.\n\n He kisses her forehead, caresses her hair, then walks down \n the steps.", "Liz and Myers walk in, carrying her suitcases. She looks \n around and sees BROOM coming down the hall.\n\n BROOM\n Welcome back.", "Liz slaps him.\n\n LIZ\n I know now: I love him. I've always \n loved him.", "LIZ\n Go now.\n\n Myers ducks behind a rock as Liz's arms blaze with fire.\n\n The two approaching Sammaels are ready to pounce.", "Myers smiles. Liz looks at Hellboy for the first time as \n what he is: the man she loves. A warm, gentle fire rims her \n body.", "Manning herds everybody out. From the door, Liz blinks back \n tears as the red giant kneels by the body: a dog with a lost \n master.", "Mortified, Broom hurries after Manning. Hellboy calmly steps \n through the hole in the wall.\n\n HELLBOY\n (seeing her)\n Liz? Liz!!", "Liz lies at Grigory's feet. He's dressed in a ceremonial \n robe and holds his leather book open. His back to Hellboy, \n he faces a mural of the angel Abbadon holding a key.", "Manning limps in from an adjacent room. Hellboy cradles Liz's \n head in his huge hand. Holds her against his powerful chest \n and whispers in her ear.", "With tears in his eyes, a disbelieving Hellboy looks at Liz, \n then at his dead father. He holds Broom's body close to his \n chest.", "LIZ\n (sobbing)\n Not again, please, not again...\n\n Firelight glints off the crucifix.", "LIZ\n I've never seen him like this. Never.\n (beat)\n Should I stay? With him, I mean?\n\n She smiles faintly.", "The frame whites out. And at ground zero there is but one \n figure left standing:\n\n Liz... a little girl, still crying.\n\n FLASH FORWARD TO:", "LIZ\n Doesn't sounds like him.\n\n MYERS\n Miss Sherman, he's asking you back, \n but it's entirely your choice.", "Liz: outlined by licking flames!\n\n LIZ\n (panicked)\n Mommy! Help me! I'm burning!\n\n Mother screams, horrified.", "Hellboy smiles sadly. She walks away.\n\n HELLBOY\n Goodnight, then.\n\n LIZ\n Goodnight.", "LIZ\n I like that...\n\n HELLBOY\n Good.\n\n CUT TO:", "Liz watches and shivers. A ripple of heat shimmers over her \n body.\n\n LIZ\n (at Myers)\n Hit me.", "Liz turns to see them.\n\n BLONDE KID\n (to his friend)\n See? She knows her name.\n\n Liz shies away from them.", "Liz watches him from across the room. He finds Broom's rosary \n on top of the book. Reads the underlined phrase on the page.\n\n LIZ\n Hi --" ], [ "Too late. One of the NAZI SCIENTIST has heard them.\n\n EXT. RUINS, IN THE UNDERBRUSH - NIGHT", "Suddenly, something moves. Hellboy shines his light into an \n adjoining tunnel. Kroenen is standing there, like a deer \n caught in headlights.", "BROOM\n Karl Ruprecht Kroenen, one of the \n Reich's top Scientists. Head of the \n Thule Occult Society.", "INT/EXT. SCOTLAND - TUNNEL - NIGHT\n\n Super: OCTOBER 9, 1944, SCOTLAND.", "The NAZI SCIENTIST reaches for a second GOLD CYLINDER. But \n something else lands next to him: A GRENADE!!!", "Hellboy and Manning find themselves in a very narrow, arched \n stone corridor. Its walls are lined with endless rows of \n rusty steel blades.", "Abe studies it, senses something, and nods. With superhuman \n effort, Hellboy lifts it. Hundreds of roaches pour out.", "Drenched, Broom and Whitman look down upon an impressive \n ROMANESQUE RUIN. Under worklights, dozens of NAZI SOLDIERS \n swarm among thick stone walls and archways.", "A miniature black marble castle. Using a crowbar, Myers pries \n open the ancient steel door. Hellboy, still carrying the \n desiccated abomination on his back, walks in.\n\n OMIT", "An abandoned shower room. A series of sinks and stalls, lined \n with dirty white tile. A phonograph nearby plays Wagner. \n Kroenen stands next to it.", "A dozen German soldiers swiftly assemble a large steel \n MACHINE. The work is monitored by a spindly Nazi in BLACK \n LEATHER, his face covered by an odd gas mask: KROENEN.", "MYERS\n 1945, you mean. Hitler died in '45.\n\n BROOM\n (enigmatic smile)\n Did he, now?", "The group surrounds a grave. Hellboy raises the broken stone \n cover and then jumps in.\n\n EXT. OPEN GRAVE (SET) - DAY", "BROOM\n In private, if you don't mind...\n\n EXT. SCOTLAND CHAPEL REMAINS", "With a horrible scream, Kroenen drops headfirst past them \n and onto the spikes. He wriggles like a fish caught on a \n hook, only making it worse, as he slides further down the \n blades.", "Liz stands at the hospital door and sees Hellboy keel over. \n A few of the agents help him to the vehicles.", "TWO SAMMAELS stand in the tunnel. One of them gleefully \n squeezes Quarry. The man's screams are muffled by the \n creature's fleshy lips wrapping around his head.", "They reach a FINAL DOOR. Stainless steel, like a BANK VAULT. \n Waiting there is AGENT CLAY, a burly guy in a suit, with a", "Ilsa, licking her bloody lips, looks up. The sky is silent. \n The thunderclouds are parting. The eclipse has ended.\n\n Grigory crumples in agony.", "Hellboy painfully takes Liz's limp body in his arms. Myers \n stands by his side.\n\n He kisses her forehead, caresses her hair, then walks down \n the steps." ], [ "OGDRU JAHAD shifts, suddenly breaking free. Gelatinous limbs \n uncurl, expand. Its enormity puzzles the eye, obscuring the \n frame.", "Abe studies it, senses something, and nods. With superhuman \n effort, Hellboy lifts it. Hundreds of roaches pour out.", "peasant boy in Tobolsk. And now, the \n door -- Sent by the Ogdruh Jahad so \n that they might at long last enter", "Hellboy slowly comes to. He is chained to a massive wooden \n yoke. He takes notice of his surroundings: a large church-", "Hellboy's torso is covered in blood. He falls to the ground. \n A fourth and a fifth creature spring onto him, biting. Hellboy \n is in trouble.", "INT. THE OTHER SIDE - NIGHT\n\n Again, the infinite, starry space. Again, the OGDRU JAHAD. \n The ruby beam pierces the darkness.", "The beast raises Hellboy high. A multi-layered mouth opens \n in the body of BEHEMOTH. The most horrible proboscis ever \n seen.\n\n Hellboy's tail passes him the belts.", "From out of Behemoth's stump... a mass of wriggling tentacles \n replaces the cut-off section! They squirm around Hellboy's \n face as he slashes, again and again, fighting his way forward.", "Hellboy motions for silence. The CORPSE mutters: \"IT'S \n SOMETHING BIG\"\n\n They stare into the darkness.", "The six-foot work light tumbles by the massive OGDRU JAHAD: \n seven egg-like monoliths of unholy origin.", "Confused, Myers picks up his suitcases and complies. He \n realizes he's DEAD CENTER on a giant B.P.R.D. Logo: A HAND \n HOLDING A SWORD.", "Broom comes closer, eyes wide: inside the wound on Hellboy's \n forearm, nestled like ticks, are 3 translucent EGGS.", "A miniature black marble castle. Using a crowbar, Myers pries \n open the ancient steel door. Hellboy, still carrying the \n desiccated abomination on his back, walks in.\n\n OMIT", "Hellboy twists around and cracks open the jaws of the \n creature, like King Kong and the T-Rex.", "With a bellow, Behemoth goes down, the limp tentacles missing \n Hellboy as they vanish in a blaze of energy and light. \n Finally, just a few cinders of flesh float in the air.", "Suddenly: drool drops from above: Sammael hangs from a beam.\n\n HELLBOY\n (turning)\n Didn't I kill you already?", "Hellboy falls to the ground, writhing, grinding his teeth. \n The tongue squeezes and pulls. Smoke pours from Hellboy's \n skin.", "He discovers the Sammael engraving.\n\n HELLBOY\n \"Sammael: seed of destruction. Death \n becomes the fertile ground.\"", "He hears Hellboy coming.He places the knife on the floor, \n then lies down and plays dead.", "Hellboy yanks Manning just in time. BAMMM!!!! A gigantic \n metal pendulum swings past and demolishes one third of the" ], [ "With a horrible scream, Kroenen drops headfirst past them \n and onto the spikes. He wriggles like a fish caught on a \n hook, only making it worse, as he slides further down the \n blades.", "BROOM\n Karl Ruprecht Kroenen, one of the \n Reich's top Scientists. Head of the \n Thule Occult Society.", "There. In yellow gaslight, Kroenen nods attentively as a \n phonograph plays the love duet from TRISTAN UND ISOLDE.\n\n Above him, ropes, hooks and pulleys.", "TCHK!! A noise -- Broom turns in time to see Kroenen \n delicately descending a spiral staircase, blade in hand. In \n spite of all his experience, Broom is shaken.", "Suddenly, something moves. Hellboy shines his light into an \n adjoining tunnel. Kroenen is standing there, like a deer \n caught in headlights.", "Ilsa reaches into a hollow portion in the wooden statue and \n removes a large reliquary jar containing Golden sand.\n\n Six guards hurry in. They point their flashlights and guns \n at Kroenen.", "An abandoned shower room. A series of sinks and stalls, lined \n with dirty white tile. A phonograph nearby plays Wagner. \n Kroenen stands next to it.", "INT. B.D.R.P. MEDICAL BAY - NIGHT\n\n Under a sheet, Kroenen's cold, naked body lies on a slab. \n Broom talks into a tape recorder.", "-- ricochet wildly -- and finally hit three of the guards. \n They fall silently to the floor.\n\n Kroenen dispatches two more in a flurry of knives.", "GUARD 1\n You! Don't move! Hands up!\n\n Kroenen starts shaking, as if in a seizure and readies two \n TWIN BLADES.", "BROOM\n The subject: Karl Ruprecht Kroenen --\n\n The visible areas of the body make us grateful for the sheet \n covering the rest.", "Kroenen squeals and -- retracting his blades -- lunges after \n it. The gyrating rails slice through his leather jacket. As \n his fingers reach the grenade, it EXPLODES!!!", "INT. ABOVE THE HEXAGONAL TRAP DOOR PIT - DAY\n\n Kroenen goes to cut the rope...", "VON KRUPT, an acrid German General, wearing dark SCARLET \n glasses and LEATHER GLOVES, appears. Looks at his pocket \n watch. On the gold lid: a SWASTIKA.", "Hellboy stands in Kroenen's quarters. An array of gas masks \n dangle from ducts overhead. Glued next to the walls are dozens \n of old photos of children.", "Grigory and Ilsa are gone. And for now, so is Kroenen. \n Embedded in the wall where he was pinned, two bloody rails, \n nothing more.\n\n OMIT", "Discreetly, Broom removes his rosary and places it on the \n book. Kroenen settles in behind him.\n\n BROOM\n I am ready.", "HELLBOY\n You killed my father --\n\n BAMMM!!!! another hit.\n\n Kroenen staggers back with each blow. Finally, the mask falls \n off.", "bullet tears into Kroenen's arm, spewing forth an explosion \n of dust. He turns. The guards shoot again. Kroenen maneuvers \n the steel, deflecting the bullets which --", "At a desk, Kroenen calmly repairs a mechanical hand: his \n own." ], [ "TREVOR \"BROOM\" BRUTTENHOLM is a gaunt, olive-skinned man in \n his late twenties. In his hands, a tarot deck. He turns the", "OLD MATLIN'S VOICE\n His name was Trevor. Profesor Trevor --\n\n WHITMAN\n -- Broom! Topside, now.", "MANNING\n (lowers his voice, \n tense)\n These freaks, Trevor, they give me", "(smiles)\n My name's Broom. Professor Trevor \n Broom.", "Myers looks around, fascinated: books. An office made of \n them. The soft glow of green-shaded reading lamps bathes \n everything in an intimate, warm light.", "Feeling light-headed, he stands up. On the bench and at his \n feet, a pool of his own blood.\n\n He sees Myers tentatively approaching.", "MYERS\n (points at the books)\n These -- ? You're reading these -- ?\n\n Abe nods. Through a side door, Broom enters.", "(hands over the \n photograph)\n This is him. The very same night we \n found him. The night Broom gave him", "Broom grabs a worn-down wooden box full of books and amulets. \n It has a leather strap that allows him to carry it, much \n like a carpenter's tool box.", "MYERS\n On the desk, yes. In Latin.\n\n BROOM\n Impressive. Do you remember what it \n said?", "Within, an incongruously proper young Englishman \"reading\" \n an ancient set of Tarot cards.", "MYERS\n Jesus Christ!\n\n Myers looks at four BOOK STANDS facing the glass. Each \n supports an open volume. He leans close to the glass, peering \n intently.", "CLAY\n (sotto voce)\n He gets fed six times a day. He's", "He dips his fingers in a wooden bowl full of blood, then \n wipes her tears away with a crimson thumb, both a consolation \n and a ritual.", "GRIGORY\n Very good, Professor Broom.\n\n Broom turns. Grigory steps from the shadows.", "He quickly swims to the surface, his weird blue blood trailing \n behind him. The water boils with energy and BLACK LIGHT. \n\n INT. ABANDONED SHOWER ROOM (SET) - DAY", "Shyly, he climbs out from the bush. She sees the bloody arm.\n\n LIZ\n You better have that looked at.", "GRIGORY\n I can see that you're still young \n and don't know your place.\n (turns to Sammael)\n Teach him.", "Myers and Broom walk down a corridor. The walls are lined \n with glass cases containing occult artifacts. Myers eyes a", "Broom's fragile body lies slumped in his chair. At his feet, \n a pool of blood. Liz enters, then stifles a whimper." ], [ "The explosion blows him to pieces. In a few seconds, the \n squad of Allies storms the area.", "Suddenly, something moves. Hellboy shines his light into an \n adjoining tunnel. Kroenen is standing there, like a deer \n caught in headlights.", "Abe studies it, senses something, and nods. With superhuman \n effort, Hellboy lifts it. Hundreds of roaches pour out.", "Liz and Myers move off. Hellboy shines his light down the \n tunnel on the left. Agent Lime picks up the corpse and \n follows.", "Two agents arrive with a rolling munitions case. Myers \n observes as Hellboy opens it and looks over a potpourri of \n bullets of all colors and shapes.", "Right in front of Myers: a magnificent oak door.\n\n Myers knocks on it. No answer. Myers enters.", "Too late. One of the NAZI SCIENTIST has heard them.\n\n EXT. RUINS, IN THE UNDERBRUSH - NIGHT", "Hellboy stops, disoriented. No trace of KROENEN. He sniffs \n the air, then steps through a non-descript portal.", "From a nearby roof, Agent Lime signals all clear.\n\n CLAY\n (into a handheld radio)\n Seal the doors. Red and Blue are \n coming in.", "They reach a FINAL DOOR. Stainless steel, like a BANK VAULT. \n Waiting there is AGENT CLAY, a burly guy in a suit, with a", "Hellboy and Manning find themselves in a very narrow, arched \n stone corridor. Its walls are lined with endless rows of \n rusty steel blades.", "Ilsa reaches into a hollow portion in the wooden statue and \n removes a large reliquary jar containing Golden sand.\n\n Six guards hurry in. They point their flashlights and guns \n at Kroenen.", "Grigory's face is distorted, pulled like ectoplasmic taffy, \n his body contorting and breaking. The cosmic portal suddenly", "The group gawks as Hellboy climbs out, carrying the CORPSE \n on his back. With an ear-to-ear grin, he approaches the team.", "They stop before a cargo container. With a butane torch, a \n soldier melts away the lead Kremlin seal, then open the doors.\n\n GRIGORY\n Rebirth? I like that.", "Across a small stone bridge, light pours from a hexagonal \n structure.\n\n They step onto the bridge. KLANGGG!!! two gears release a \n steel door from above, forcing them to forge ahead.", "Dust and rocks fall from above. The four identical creatures \n move in on Liz and Myers. Myers shoots one in the head three \n times. The creature shakes off the hits as if pelted with \n pebbles.", "Faint traces of WAGNER can be heard. They cautiously \n proceed...\n\n INT. HEXAGONAL STONE LAB - DAY", "It's raining like hell now. Soldiers move through a short \n tunnel carved into the mountain.\n\n Whitman signals his men to spread out, then comes alongside \n Broom.", "Behind Clay, Kroenen drops down from an overhead pipe, through \n shafts of gray light. He brings forth his customary long" ], [ "MYERS\n (shivering)\n John Myers, F.B.I. Transfer from \n Quantico.", "MYERS\n Miss Sherman? I'm Agent Myers, FBI.\n (no response)", "MYERS\n Uh-oh -- John.\n (sotto)\n Staring at what?", "Liz doesn't acknowledge Myers' presence. He kneels and looks \n up at her.\n\n MYERS\n Miss Sherman? I'm Agent Myers, FBI.", "Abe and Broom backpedal fast. Myers pulls out his gun, and \n starts looking for another way in. Broom observes this, \n pleased.", "MANNING\n With their conveniently blurry footage \n of their beloved \"Hellboy.\" And they \n claim that he works for the FBI-?\n\n SUPER ON TV:", "Discouraged, Myers heads for the door.\n\n BROOM\n (very quiet)\n I'm dying Agent Myers.", "MYERS\n My arm is fine. Where are you??\n\n Myers moves away from the POLICE OFFICERS.", "In a meeting room, Manning stands at a polished obsidian \n desk. A group of agents -- Myers among them -- listens \n attentively.", "BROOM\n Agent Myers, this is Agent Clay. \n Follow his lead.\n\n Broom hands Myers two BABY RUTH bars and walks away.", "TWO of the black B.P.R.D. Sedan cars rounds the corner.\n\n Agent Lime bounds out of one of the vehicles, grabbing Myers, \n talking rapidly. Liz screams, covers her ears.", "Part of the building is demolished. Repair crews and firemen \n are still hosing down smoldering piles of debris.\n\n Myers arrives in a taxi cab.", "MYERS\n Dr. Broom asked me to invite you \n back to the Bureau. No special", "Manning watches. Agent Myers smiles a sad smile, illuminated \n by the flames.", "Myers is a few steps behind.\n\n MYERS\n (into headset)\n We'll hit the street in a minute. \n We're heading towards civilians...", "TOM MANNING, F.B.I.\n\n HEAD OF SPECIAL OPERATIONS.\n\n Manning on a TV SHOW a la Regis Philbin.", "Myers murmurs --\n\n HELLBOY\n What was that??\n\n MYERS\n Hostage negotiations.", "Two agents arrive with a rolling munitions case. Myers \n observes as Hellboy opens it and looks over a potpourri of \n bullets of all colors and shapes.", "MYERS (V.O.)\n Yes?\n\n HELLBOY\n Goodbye.", "INT./EXT. GARBAGE TRUCK - LIBRARY STREET ENTRANCE - NIGHT\n\n AN AGENT is driving the truck, with MYERS at his side." ], [ "HELLBOY\n See? I don't like that --\n\n ABE'S VOICE\n -- Hound of resurrection?", "He hears Hellboy coming.He places the knife on the floor, \n then lies down and plays dead.", "He looks up. Sammael hangs from the ceiling, then drops. \n Then the creature lifts Hellboy in a ferocious bear hug.", "Suddenly: drool drops from above: Sammael hangs from a beam.\n\n HELLBOY\n (turning)\n Didn't I kill you already?", "Hellboy's torso is covered in blood. He falls to the ground. \n A fourth and a fifth creature spring onto him, biting. Hellboy \n is in trouble.", "He climbs out of the crater. Sammael growls.\n\n HELLBOY\n You can do better than that. Big \n monster like you.", "On top of Hellboy, one of them turns its head, like a lion \n hearing the hunter's gunshots. A staggering Hellboy sees \n Liz's body shake in a surge of white-hot energy.", "Lit by Myers' flashlight, two of the creatures jump. One \n clamps onto Hellboy's back, the other onto his leg. Hellboy", "INT. MACHEN LIBRARY - MAGIK EXHIBIT HALL - NIGHT\n\n ABE'S VOICE\n hound of resurrection --", "HELLBOY\n (to Myers)\n C'mon, Champ! Happy Halloween!!! \n You're taking me for a walk!\n\n CUT TO:", "Suddenly, something moves. Hellboy shines his light into an \n adjoining tunnel. Kroenen is standing there, like a deer \n caught in headlights.", "HELLBOY\n (a whisper)\n This time. Stay dead, willya??\n\n He moves away. The BLACK flame flickers out.", "His head and heart racing, Hellboy struggles for an answer. \n Can't find one... the moon is almost totally eclipsed.\n\n He drops his gaze. His voice a hoarse whisper.", "HELLBOY\n Give your soul to God, Your ass is \n mine.\n\n An asthmatic wheeze erupts from his scarred face. Kroenen is \n laughing.", "Hellboy steps from behind the container. Sammael's tongue \n instantly wraps around the gun's muzzle.", "SAMMAEL is there, gnawing on a dry arm bone, with the hand \n still attached. When the light hits his face, his milky pupils \n constrict. A snarl...", "HELLBOY\n Son of a -- !\n\n The figure darts away. Hellboy tears after it, gun in hand.\n\n CLAY\n Red, wait!", "Sammael flies through the air, unfolds its bone scythe. \n Hellboy rolls away. Sammael misses: the tip imbeds itself in", "The corpse fidgets on Hellboy's back. Its bony hand weakly \n points, as if in confirmation.", "HELLBOY\n (closing his eyes)\n Anung-un-Rama...\n\n INT. CATACOMBS - NIGHT" ], [ "Hellboy rips off one of the turnstile bars and hits Sammael \n again and again.\n\n HELLBOY\n See? It hurts! You shouldn't hit \n people!", "Hellboy shoots. The high-caliber ammo rips a few columns \n apart and finally catches Sammael. The bullet goes through", "Hellboy pulls out his gun and fires a round into the chest \n of a Sammael. Two eggs glow -- two new Sammaels are born. \n They're FIVE.", "Next, Sammael slashes at Hellboy, scattering a dozen shrieking \n citizens.\n\n Illuminated by sparks and shorting lamps, Hellboy advances, \n blood dripping from his forehead and nose.", "Sammael dangles above the tracks, but he re-joints himself \n and grabs a handhold on the train wall above the tunnel. \n From here, he pulls on Hellboy, sliding him toward the jagged \n glass.", "Sammael blocks the last hit and throws the bar away. It embeds \n itself in the tile wall.\n\n Sammael punches Hellboy, a hard uppercut.", "When Sammael leaps, Hellboy throws him over the edge. Sammael, \n however, grabs Hellboy's tail and pulls him over the side.\n\n OMIT", "He looks up. Sammael hangs from the ceiling, then drops. \n Then the creature lifts Hellboy in a ferocious bear hug.", "Sammael flies through the air, unfolds its bone scythe. \n Hellboy rolls away. Sammael misses: the tip imbeds itself in", "Hellboy walks away from the smoking Sammael carcass.\n\n HELLBOY\n I just fried Stinky. Tell Father \n I'll be home. He shouldn't wait up.", "Suddenly: drool drops from above: Sammael hangs from a beam.\n\n HELLBOY\n (turning)\n Didn't I kill you already?", "Sammael charges!!! Hellboy scoops up the box, holds it high!! \n Using his bone blade, Sammael pulverizes the bench.", "But Sammael sprints towards it!\n\n HELLBOY\n Aw, crap --", "Hellboy starts to reload, but -- Sammael's tongue shoots \n out. Hellboy throws the kitten box in the air and -- traps \n the tongue with his stone hand --", "Hellboy approaches Sammael, whose remains are wreathed in \n BLACK flame. A huge CROWD looks on from the end of the \n platform.", "He discovers the Sammael engraving.\n\n HELLBOY\n \"Sammael: seed of destruction. Death \n becomes the fertile ground.\"", "Sammael pulls harder, enters the tunnel.\n\n Hellboy fights to free himself, but his sweaty face is \n millimeters away from being sliced by the glass. All seems \n lost, when...", "BAMMM!! From out of nowhere, Sammael appears and swings an \n arm!! Hellboy CRASHES into the brass doors!", "He lands on a subway track. Sammael is a few yards away. \n Seated.\n\n HELLBOY\n Waiting for me, Sammy?", "Myers opens his eyes, nods.\n\n HELLBOY\n Good. Stay here.\n\n He moves after Sammael.\n\n OMIT" ], [ "Discouraged, Myers heads for the door.\n\n BROOM\n (very quiet)\n I'm dying Agent Myers.", "Broom grabs a worn-down wooden box full of books and amulets. \n It has a leather strap that allows him to carry it, much \n like a carpenter's tool box.", "Abe snaps out of it. Broom is pale. He steps away, wincing, \n enduring a bolt of pain in his side. Abe holds him. Motions \n for the others to stay back.", "With tears in his eyes, a disbelieving Hellboy looks at Liz, \n then at his dead father. He holds Broom's body close to his \n chest.", "Broom's fragile body lies slumped in his chair. At his feet, \n a pool of blood. Liz enters, then stifles a whimper.", "(hands over the \n photograph)\n This is him. The very same night we \n found him. The night Broom gave him", "Leaving a trail of blood, Broom crawls to a dead G.I. and \n grabs a grenade from his belt.", "BROOM\n 1938: he acquires the Spear of \n Longinus, which pierced the body of \n Christ. He who holds it becomes \n invincible.", "Broom examines the dagger: a RAGNAROK symbol crowns the hilt. \n The dragon and swastika.\n\n BROOM\n Show me, Abe... show me.", "Abe holds the dagger in his hand, turns to Broom.\n\n ABE\n They were over here, Professor.", "BROOM\n \"In the absence of light, darkness \n prevails.\" For there are things that", "BROOM\n Amongst other things, yes -- but \n that's hardly the point.\n\n Whitman locks and loads an automatic.", "Doctor 2 looks through a glass partition at an aged but \n dignified BROOM, 72, who slowly buttons his shirt. Hanging \n from his wrist, his rosary.", "BROOM\n What I ask from you is -- Have the \n courage to stand by his side after", "BROOM\n I know what to call him. Nothing you \n can say or do will change that. I \n call him son.", "BROOM\n I know where to find him. I'll get \n him back.\n\n Manning watches as Abe finds a sharp dagger embedded in the \n floor.", "A rustling sound reaches their ears. Matlin readies a handgun \n as Broom scans the walls with his flashlight. Something moves, \n accompanied by a loud scrape.", "BROOM\n There is a place -- a dark place \n where evil slumbers and awaits to", "Points at a small piece of antique paper, framed on the wall.\n\n BROOM\n They took his name from this little \n inscription that was stuck on his \n tank.", "BROOM\n I abhor violence.\n (Whitman moves away)\n Sergeant Whitman, I hope you don't \n think me mad --" ], [ "HELLBOY\n (closing his eyes)\n Anung-un-Rama...\n\n INT. CATACOMBS - NIGHT", "Hellboy finally enters the light. He's awe-inspiring, with \n chiseled features, patterned red skin and deep-set golden \n eyes. Involuntarily, Myers recoils.", "With a blood-curdling scream, Hellboy grabs his horns with \n both hands, brutally snaps them off. Energy spews from the \n stumps.", "Hellboy slowly comes to. He is chained to a massive wooden \n yoke. He takes notice of his surroundings: a large church-", "Hellboy stomps over to a mirror and -- using a hand-held \n belt sander -- savagely shaves his horns. Sparks fly every \n time he goes at the round stumps.", "Hellboy appears at the end of the tunnel. He glances at \n Kroenen's body, then quickly checks for a pulse on Clay.\n\n Hellboy looks demolished.", "Myers smiles. Liz looks at Hellboy for the first time as \n what he is: the man she loves. A warm, gentle fire rims her \n body.", "Hellboy falls to the ground, writhing, grinding his teeth. \n The tongue squeezes and pulls. Smoke pours from Hellboy's \n skin.", "Hellboy turns. Grigory, on his knees, smiles.\n\n GRIGORY\n (dying)\n Look what you've done --", "The burning glyphs in Hellboy's stone hand dim down, his \n features and body resume their usual shape. All is quiet.", "Hellboy's torso is covered in blood. He falls to the ground. \n A fourth and a fifth creature spring onto him, biting. Hellboy \n is in trouble.", "Next, Sammael slashes at Hellboy, scattering a dozen shrieking \n citizens.\n\n Illuminated by sparks and shorting lamps, Hellboy advances, \n blood dripping from his forehead and nose.", "He looks up. Sammael hangs from the ceiling, then drops. \n Then the creature lifts Hellboy in a ferocious bear hug.", "BAMMMMM!!!! He smashes a metal LOCKER with his stone hand \n and raises it above his head.\n\n Manning cowers, realizing that Hellboy's rage is a dangerous \n thing.", "As Hellboy's pounding reaches his ears, he rises, like a \n spider whose web has twitched. The mechanical hand rattles \n blindly on the table.", "Sammael dangles above the tracks, but he re-joints himself \n and grabs a handhold on the train wall above the tunnel. \n From here, he pulls on Hellboy, sliding him toward the jagged \n glass.", "His head and heart racing, Hellboy struggles for an answer. \n Can't find one... the moon is almost totally eclipsed.\n\n He drops his gaze. His voice a hoarse whisper.", "Hellboy has used the rope hanging below him as a lasso. \n MANNING clings to his powerful back as he climbs up, hand \n over hand.", "Sammael flies through the air, unfolds its bone scythe. \n Hellboy rolls away. Sammael misses: the tip imbeds itself in", "Hellboy painfully takes Liz's limp body in his arms. Myers \n stands by his side.\n\n He kisses her forehead, caresses her hair, then walks down \n the steps." ], [ "Grigory's face is distorted, pulled like ectoplasmic taffy, \n his body contorting and breaking. The cosmic portal suddenly", "INT. CATACOMBS - NIGHT\n\n Grigory drinks in the first signs of the arrival and laughs.\n\n GRIGORY\n The final seal. Open it!", "GRIGORY\n Her soul awaits on the other side. \n If you want her back...\n (beat)\n Open the door and claim her.", "GRIGORY\n Names hold the power and nature of \n things. Mine for example. Rasputin:", "GRIGORI\n Tonight, We will open a portal and \n awaken the OGDRU JAHAD: The seven", "GRIGORY\n (smiling)\n Sammael has fulfilled his destiny... \n Die in peace and be reborn again and \n again...\n\n He closes his fist.", "GRIGORY\n No?\n (reasonable)\n In exchange for her life then, open \n the door.\n\n In torment, Hellboy, shakes his head: no.", "He pulls out his old wooden box, pulls out a dusty book from \n it. His fingers scan the text, finding Rasputin's date of", "Rasputin stands, the flesh of his neck and shoulders heaving \n and twitching beneath his human skin.", "He looks down at the machine and whispers --\n\n GRIGORY\n Ragnarok, Anung Ia Anung.\n\n He flexes his fingers and in response --", "Hellboy turns. Grigory, on his knees, smiles.\n\n GRIGORY\n (dying)\n Look what you've done --", "GRIGORY\n The Master is calling your name now, \n my girl. We are all part of his plan. \n You must return to the child... So, \n once again...", "They stop before a cargo container. With a butane torch, a \n soldier melts away the lead Kremlin seal, then open the doors.\n\n GRIGORY\n Rebirth? I like that.", "GRIGORY\n You raised the child. Nurtured him. \n So, In return... Would you permit \n me? A brief, brief glimpse? Of the \n future --", "BROOM\n Son. About Rasputin --\n\n HELLBOY\n Don't worry. I'll get him soon enough --", "Rasputin stands, his neck and shoulders rising, engorged by \n moving flesh beneath his human skin. Ilsa stares in \n fascination.", "As the light fades, the shadows in the room grow deeper. \n Grigory emerges from a dark corner. He gazes down on the \n bed, extending his right hand.", "BROOM\n Grigory Yefimovich Rasputin --\n\n MATLIN\n C'mon -- Rasputin??", "GRIGORI\n (nods)\n Bread crumbs on the trail. Like in a \n fable. They both distract him and \n guide him exactly where I need him.", "He stabs Grigory with one of them. Grigory drops to his knees, \n holding his stomach. Hellboy drops the blood-stained horn." ], [ "HELLBOY\n Hi...\n\n The kid stares at him.\n\n KID\n You're Hellboy.", "Hellboy finally enters the light. He's awe-inspiring, with \n chiseled features, patterned red skin and deep-set golden \n eyes. Involuntarily, Myers recoils.", "Hellboy has used the rope hanging below him as a lasso. \n MANNING clings to his powerful back as he climbs up, hand \n over hand.", "Hellboy looks up: standing in the alley, like an apparition, \n is Grigory, in a black suit and overcoat, his eyes shielded \n by pitch-black sunglasses", "Hellboy slowly comes to. He is chained to a massive wooden \n yoke. He takes notice of his surroundings: a large church-", "Hellboy appears at the end of the tunnel. He glances at \n Kroenen's body, then quickly checks for a pulse on Clay.\n\n Hellboy looks demolished.", "HELLBOY\n Son of a -- !\n\n The figure darts away. Hellboy tears after it, gun in hand.\n\n CLAY\n Red, wait!", "Hellboy turns. Grigory, on his knees, smiles.\n\n GRIGORY\n (dying)\n Look what you've done --", "HELLBOY\n What are you, a Boy Scout?\n\n MYERS\n No. I never was.", "HELLBOY\n Toldya.\n\n Trying to feel superior, Hellboy chuckles. As they walk, Liz \n gestures vigorously. His smile fades.", "Hellboy grabs a rope. It spins through a copper pulley, but \n a large knot jerks him to a stop. Hellboy snatches Manning's \n hand, but loses his backpack.", "Hellboy turns away for a moment. Puts his gun away, like a \n gunslinger.\n\n HELLBOY\n Nah -- he's taken care of.", "Next, Sammael slashes at Hellboy, scattering a dozen shrieking \n citizens.\n\n Illuminated by sparks and shorting lamps, Hellboy advances, \n blood dripping from his forehead and nose.", "HELLBOY\n No.\n\n Grigory turns to Hellboy.", "HELLBOY\n This -- ? This is nothing. You know \n what'll kill me?\n (points at the doorway)\n Her.", "HELLBOY\n Sorry. Just couldn't leave you two \n alone.\n\n Hellboy scoops up Myers and deposits him next to Liz.", "HELLBOY\n Who's the squirt?\n\n CLAY\n Agent Myers is your new liaison.", "He hears Hellboy coming.He places the knife on the floor, \n then lies down and plays dead.", "Hellboy's torso is covered in blood. He falls to the ground. \n A fourth and a fifth creature spring onto him, biting. Hellboy \n is in trouble.", "Hellboy gets up -- his back bristling with glass shards -- \n and hears a WAIL: a YOUNG GIRL is pointing at A BOX OF KITTENS \n abandoned on a bench." ], [ "He stabs Grigory with one of them. Grigory drops to his knees, \n holding his stomach. Hellboy drops the blood-stained horn.", "Hellboy turns. Grigory, on his knees, smiles.\n\n GRIGORY\n (dying)\n Look what you've done --", "He's looking at Hellboy's smoking arm. Inside a bloody gash, \n a big, black stinger is gleaming.", "Hellboy's torso is covered in blood. He falls to the ground. \n A fourth and a fifth creature spring onto him, biting. Hellboy \n is in trouble.", "Hellboy painfully takes Liz's limp body in his arms. Myers \n stands by his side.\n\n He kisses her forehead, caresses her hair, then walks down \n the steps.", "Hellboy climbs out and sits. Sees Kroenen's blade embedded \n in the floor. Holding it: the prosthetic hand, still ticking.", "He hears Hellboy coming.He places the knife on the floor, \n then lies down and plays dead.", "Hellboy appears at the end of the tunnel. He glances at \n Kroenen's body, then quickly checks for a pulse on Clay.\n\n Hellboy looks demolished.", "Hellboy lurches into the passageway and spots Myers. Painfully \n drags himself over. Liz's body is on the floor.", "Hellboy stands up and swings the sword for all he's worth. \n FWAP! He cuts clean through the tentacle. The tip hits the \n floor, rolling into the crack.", "Hellboy enters to find Abe, bleeding but alive, leaning \n against the tile, blue blood all around him. Hellboy tries", "Next, Sammael slashes at Hellboy, scattering a dozen shrieking \n citizens.\n\n Illuminated by sparks and shorting lamps, Hellboy advances, \n blood dripping from his forehead and nose.", "With tears in his eyes, a disbelieving Hellboy looks at Liz, \n then at his dead father. He holds Broom's body close to his \n chest.", "The corpse fidgets on Hellboy's back. Its bony hand weakly \n points, as if in confirmation.", "Suddenly, something moves. Hellboy shines his light into an \n adjoining tunnel. Kroenen is standing there, like a deer \n caught in headlights.", "With a blood-curdling scream, Hellboy grabs his horns with \n both hands, brutally snaps them off. Energy spews from the \n stumps.", "Hellboy grabs a rope. It spins through a copper pulley, but \n a large knot jerks him to a stop. Hellboy snatches Manning's \n hand, but loses his backpack.", "Hellboy pulls it out, then steps on it. It pops like a ripe \n grape.\n\n HELLBOY\n Lemme go ask --", "Hellboy turns away for a moment. Puts his gun away, like a \n gunslinger.\n\n HELLBOY\n Nah -- he's taken care of.", "Hellboy puts his hand inside, CLACK!!! Before he can turn \n it, Myers reaches the rosary. Ilsa lunges at him. He clobbers \n her full in the face. She staggers back and down." ], [ "The beast raises Hellboy high. A multi-layered mouth opens \n in the body of BEHEMOTH. The most horrible proboscis ever \n seen.\n\n Hellboy's tail passes him the belts.", "Hellboy stands up and swings the sword for all he's worth. \n FWAP! He cuts clean through the tentacle. The tip hits the \n floor, rolling into the crack.", "Hellboy twists around and cracks open the jaws of the \n creature, like King Kong and the T-Rex.", "He looks up. Sammael hangs from the ceiling, then drops. \n Then the creature lifts Hellboy in a ferocious bear hug.", "Hellboy's torso is covered in blood. He falls to the ground. \n A fourth and a fifth creature spring onto him, biting. Hellboy \n is in trouble.", "Hellboy has used the rope hanging below him as a lasso. \n MANNING clings to his powerful back as he climbs up, hand \n over hand.", "Hellboy falls to the ground, writhing, grinding his teeth. \n The tongue squeezes and pulls. Smoke pours from Hellboy's \n skin.", "With a bellow, Behemoth goes down, the limp tentacles missing \n Hellboy as they vanish in a blaze of energy and light. \n Finally, just a few cinders of flesh float in the air.", "One of them springs. As it flies through the air, Hellboy \n crashes through the ceiling. He lands on top of it along \n with a ton or two of stone. The creature is crushed.", "The sickening sound of snapping bones and mastication reaches \n his ears. Hellboy reacts to a smell, raises his eyes to \n discover --", "A tentacle captures Hellboy, pulls him up. At the last second, \n he grabs the belts with his tail.", "Sammael pulls harder, enters the tunnel.\n\n Hellboy fights to free himself, but his sweaty face is \n millimeters away from being sliced by the glass. All seems \n lost, when...", "Abe studies it, senses something, and nods. With superhuman \n effort, Hellboy lifts it. Hundreds of roaches pour out.", "Lit by Myers' flashlight, two of the creatures jump. One \n clamps onto Hellboy's back, the other onto his leg. Hellboy", "Hellboy grabs a rope. It spins through a copper pulley, but \n a large knot jerks him to a stop. Hellboy snatches Manning's \n hand, but loses his backpack.", "Sammael dangles above the tracks, but he re-joints himself \n and grabs a handhold on the train wall above the tunnel. \n From here, he pulls on Hellboy, sliding him toward the jagged \n glass.", "Hellboy yanks Manning just in time. BAMMM!!!! A gigantic \n metal pendulum swings past and demolishes one third of the", "Hellboy starts to reload, but -- Sammael's tongue shoots \n out. Hellboy throws the kitten box in the air and -- traps \n the tongue with his stone hand --", "Hellboy slowly comes to. He is chained to a massive wooden \n yoke. He takes notice of his surroundings: a large church-", "He climbs out of the crater. Sammael growls.\n\n HELLBOY\n You can do better than that. Big \n monster like you." ], [ "Hellboy painfully takes Liz's limp body in his arms. Myers \n stands by his side.\n\n He kisses her forehead, caresses her hair, then walks down \n the steps.", "Manning limps in from an adjacent room. Hellboy cradles Liz's \n head in his huge hand. Holds her against his powerful chest \n and whispers in her ear.", "Myers smiles. Liz looks at Hellboy for the first time as \n what he is: the man she loves. A warm, gentle fire rims her \n body.", "HELLBOY\n Toldya.\n\n Trying to feel superior, Hellboy chuckles. As they walk, Liz \n gestures vigorously. His smile fades.", "LIZ\n I like that...\n\n HELLBOY\n Good.\n\n CUT TO:", "Liz plays with a cat. Hellboy lifts the piece of paper, which \n looks like a postage stamp in his stone hand.", "Liz lies at Grigory's feet. He's dressed in a ceremonial \n robe and holds his leather book open. His back to Hellboy, \n he faces a mural of the angel Abbadon holding a key.", "On top of Hellboy, one of them turns its head, like a lion \n hearing the hunter's gunshots. A staggering Hellboy sees \n Liz's body shake in a surge of white-hot energy.", "Mortified, Broom hurries after Manning. Hellboy calmly steps \n through the hole in the wall.\n\n HELLBOY\n (seeing her)\n Liz? Liz!!", "Hellboy smiles sadly. She walks away.\n\n HELLBOY\n Goodnight, then.\n\n LIZ\n Goodnight.", "HELLBOY\n Just a scratch.\n (shrug)\n I wanted to see you.\n\n Liz sighs.", "With tears in his eyes, a disbelieving Hellboy looks at Liz, \n then at his dead father. He holds Broom's body close to his \n chest.", "LIZ\n No. Myers is taking me.\n\n Hellboy stands up, walks towards her.\n\n HELLBOY\n Him!! Why him? Why not me?", "Hellboy lurches into the passageway and spots Myers. Painfully \n drags himself over. Liz's body is on the floor.", "EXT. BELLAMIE MENTAL HOSPITAL - GARDEN AREA- NIGHT\n\n Hellboy's sitting on a bench, next to Liz.", "LIZ\n Well. Is it long?? I'm going out, \n but --\n\n HELLBOY\n Out? Out out?", "HELLBOY\n (weak)\n Liz...\n\n The water at her feet blows away as a concave shockwave of \n fire expands.", "Liz stands at the hospital door and sees Hellboy keel over. \n A few of the agents help him to the vehicles.", "HELLBOY\n Sorry. Just couldn't leave you two \n alone.\n\n Hellboy scoops up Myers and deposits him next to Liz.", "HELLBOY\n Um... Liz -- I -- there's something \n I'd like you to -- something I need \n you to hear." ], [ "OGDRU JAHAD shifts, suddenly breaking free. Gelatinous limbs \n uncurl, expand. Its enormity puzzles the eye, obscuring the \n frame.", "Abe studies it, senses something, and nods. With superhuman \n effort, Hellboy lifts it. Hundreds of roaches pour out.", "The beast raises Hellboy high. A multi-layered mouth opens \n in the body of BEHEMOTH. The most horrible proboscis ever \n seen.\n\n Hellboy's tail passes him the belts.", "Hellboy's torso is covered in blood. He falls to the ground. \n A fourth and a fifth creature spring onto him, biting. Hellboy \n is in trouble.", "peasant boy in Tobolsk. And now, the \n door -- Sent by the Ogdruh Jahad so \n that they might at long last enter", "From out of Behemoth's stump... a mass of wriggling tentacles \n replaces the cut-off section! They squirm around Hellboy's \n face as he slashes, again and again, fighting his way forward.", "He looks up. Sammael hangs from the ceiling, then drops. \n Then the creature lifts Hellboy in a ferocious bear hug.", "Within their translucent walls, horrible creatures lie \n slumbering. As the light sweeps by, one of the giants opens \n a filmy eye, and then another, and another, and another...", "Covered in steamy slime, a seven foot, multi-tentacled shape --\n BABY BEHEMOTH -- lands on the stone slab. The squirming flesh", "Lit by Myers' flashlight, two of the creatures jump. One \n clamps onto Hellboy's back, the other onto his leg. Hellboy", "Hellboy twists around and cracks open the jaws of the \n creature, like King Kong and the T-Rex.", "Broom comes closer, eyes wide: inside the wound on Hellboy's \n forearm, nestled like ticks, are 3 translucent EGGS.", "Hellboy slowly comes to. He is chained to a massive wooden \n yoke. He takes notice of his surroundings: a large church-", "Hellboy falls to the ground, writhing, grinding his teeth. \n The tongue squeezes and pulls. Smoke pours from Hellboy's \n skin.", "He uncovers his abdomen. Long, fleshy pseudopods spill out \n of the wound, like intestines.", "On top of Hellboy, one of them turns its head, like a lion \n hearing the hunter's gunshots. A staggering Hellboy sees \n Liz's body shake in a surge of white-hot energy.", "As if in response, a massive tentacle fills the tunnel, \n reaching for him. Oil lamps hanging from the ceiling smash", "Hellboy motions for silence. The CORPSE mutters: \"IT'S \n SOMETHING BIG\"\n\n They stare into the darkness.", "The ruins of New York, charred, smoldering. Human remains \n litter the landscape. Monstrous shapes lumber in the \n distance... an army of apocalyptic beasts outlined against \n the blood-red sky.", "The creature extends its right arm: it's solid stone with \n tiny runes engraved around the thick, cylindrical wrist. \n Four articulated stone fingers wiggle, reaching for the \n chocolate." ], [ "GRIGORY\n (smiling)\n Sammael has fulfilled his destiny... \n Die in peace and be reborn again and \n again...\n\n He closes his fist.", "Sammael releases himself, lands on the floor. Part of the \n neck is exposed: white, slimy skin, cracked like old marble \n and criss- crossed with blue veins.", "Sammael stands and turns around -- CRACK-KKK!!! His waist \n twists him 360 degrees!!\n\n Screeching, Sammael leaps away!!!", "Sammael dangles above the tracks, but he re-joints himself \n and grabs a handhold on the train wall above the tunnel. \n From here, he pulls on Hellboy, sliding him toward the jagged \n glass.", "Sammael staggers back and -- in an impossible maneuver, re-\n knits his jaws together! Then he uses his bone scythe to", "He looks up. Sammael hangs from the ceiling, then drops. \n Then the creature lifts Hellboy in a ferocious bear hug.", "Rasputin stands, the flesh of his neck and shoulders heaving \n and twitching beneath his human skin.", "SAMMAEL is there, gnawing on a dry arm bone, with the hand \n still attached. When the light hits his face, his milky pupils \n constrict. A snarl...", "He opens an ancient leather folder and extracts an engraving \n depicting Sammael. Carefully places it on the table. Then he", "Rasputin stands, his neck and shoulders rising, engorged by \n moving flesh beneath his human skin. Ilsa stares in \n fascination.", "WSHHHP!!! A 7-foot tongue lashes out from Sammael's mouth \n like a whip. It's arm-thick, with yellow sacs billowing from", "lets go, his hand and body smoking. Sammael -- very crispy -- \n is convulsing in a cloud of smoke. He grows still.", "GRIGORY\n I can see that you're still young \n and don't know your place.\n (turns to Sammael)\n Teach him.", "TWO SAMMAELS stand in the tunnel. One of them gleefully \n squeezes Quarry. The man's screams are muffled by the \n creature's fleshy lips wrapping around his head.", "Behind him, in the darkness of a tunnel: TWO SAMMAEL \n silhouettes appear.\n\n CUT TO:\n\n OMIT", "Abe has found a small, medieval engraving of Sammael in one \n of the books.", "Hellboy rips off one of the turnstile bars and hits Sammael \n again and again.\n\n HELLBOY\n See? It hurts! You shouldn't hit \n people!", "He discovers the Sammael engraving.\n\n HELLBOY\n \"Sammael: seed of destruction. Death \n becomes the fertile ground.\"", "INT. MACHEN LIBRARY - MAGIK EXHIBIT HALL - NIGHT\n\n Sammael lashes out with a massive punch.", "Sammael can't fit through, but the tongue darts out, missing \n Abe by inches. Sammael scratches at the walls, trying to \n reach deeper, screaming in rage." ], [ "As the Allies approach, the fighting rages on.", "The explosion blows him to pieces. In a few seconds, the \n squad of Allies storms the area.", "The Americans fan out, unseen.\n\n Broom and Whitman dive into a ditch barely in time to avoid \n a German foot patrol.", "A hail of bullets cuts down a dozen Nazis. The Allies overrun \n the machine gun nest as grenades explode everywhere.", "From a nearby roof, Agent Lime signals all clear.\n\n CLAY\n (into a handheld radio)\n Seal the doors. Red and Blue are \n coming in.", "MYERS\n 1945, you mean. Hitler died in '45.\n\n BROOM\n (enigmatic smile)\n Did he, now?", "Then -- BANG! BANG! BANG! Myers appears at the end of the \n alley, firing round after round into Sammael's tongue. AMBER", "BROOM\n In 1943, President Roosevelt decides \n to fight back. THE BUREAU FOR \n PARANORMAL RESEARCH AND DEFENSE is \n born.", "Abe studies it, senses something, and nods. With superhuman \n effort, Hellboy lifts it. Hundreds of roaches pour out.", "Ilsa, licking her bloody lips, looks up. The sky is silent. \n The thunderclouds are parting. The eclipse has ended.\n\n Grigory crumples in agony.", "Within their translucent walls, horrible creatures lie \n slumbering. As the light sweeps by, one of the giants opens \n a filmy eye, and then another, and another, and another...", "MYERS\n Where am I -- exactly, Sir?\n\n BROOM\n As you entered the lobby there was \n an inscription --", "TCHKKK!!! Kroenen extends two gleaming blades from twin steel \n bands on his wrists and takes on an entire group of soldiers,", "Clay smiles uncertainly back. Hellboy moves in.\n\n CLAY\n (to Quarry and Moss)\n You two, check this dump, then join \n us --", "The figures uncover their faces. ILSA has not aged and \n KROENEN, still wears the same tight gas mask. He cleans his \n blade in the snow and takes back the gold.", "Two agents arrive with a rolling munitions case. Myers \n observes as Hellboy opens it and looks over a potpourri of \n bullets of all colors and shapes.", "It's raining like hell now. Soldiers move through a short \n tunnel carved into the mountain.\n\n Whitman signals his men to spread out, then comes alongside \n Broom.", "Grigory extends his hand so that KROENEN may fit him with \n the contraption, which is attached to cables and hoses.\n\n EXT. THE HILLTOP - ALLIED SOLDIERS - NIGHT", "Abe removes a leather glove from his hand. FWAP!! he spreads \n his webbed fingers on the door. He closes his three eyelids \n and concentrates.", "Dust and rocks fall from above. The four identical creatures \n move in on Liz and Myers. Myers shoots one in the head three \n times. The creature shakes off the hits as if pelted with \n pebbles." ], [ "It's raining like hell now. Soldiers move through a short \n tunnel carved into the mountain.\n\n Whitman signals his men to spread out, then comes alongside \n Broom.", "Still raining. A group of soldiers spreads out, using \n flashlights to scour through the rubble. Every one of them \n has a rosary hanging from the bayonet.\n\n OMIT", "Points at a small piece of antique paper, framed on the wall.\n\n BROOM\n They took his name from this little \n inscription that was stuck on his \n tank.", "Ilsa, licking her bloody lips, looks up. The sky is silent. \n The thunderclouds are parting. The eclipse has ended.\n\n Grigory crumples in agony.", "The explosion blows him to pieces. In a few seconds, the \n squad of Allies storms the area.", "They start throwing stones. One hits the steps. Another misses \n her by inches. A third hits her in the shoulder.", "(hands over the \n photograph)\n This is him. The very same night we \n found him. The night Broom gave him", "As the Allies approach, the fighting rages on.", "GRIGORY\n (gestures at the stone \n piece)\n These were the words I heard as a", "The Americans fan out, unseen.\n\n Broom and Whitman dive into a ditch barely in time to avoid \n a German foot patrol.", "The blinking lights of arriving police cars tint the windows \n red and amber. They outline a figure formerly submerged in \n shadows. GRIGORY. He gestures with both hands, as if holding \n an imaginary doll.", "Kroenen flies through the air, hitting a stone wall, where \n two long pieces of shrapnel pin him like an insect.", "A few bones roll by. Wet earth drops onto their shoulders. \n They draw their arms close to their bodies, pointing their \n flashlight beams straight down. A moment of strange intimacy.", "The lights flood an ancient sacristy lined with eroded stone \n saints. GRIGORY, tall and gaunt, stands naked, arms fully \n extended.", "BROOM\n Sixty years ago Abe, they tried to \n destroy the world. And they are back -- \n in my lifetime, they are back. To \n finish the job.", "Leaving a trail of blood, Broom crawls to a dead G.I. and \n grabs a grenade from his belt.", "He turns off his belt locator and moves away into the darkness \n of the tunnel.\n\n In the foreground: BLACK light escapes from Sammael's charred \n body.", "MYERS\n 1945, you mean. Hitler died in '45.\n\n BROOM\n (enigmatic smile)\n Did he, now?", "-- two stories down, landing sideways in an industrial garbage \n bin. Hellboy fights to stay conscious. Blood drips from his \n mouth\n\n GRIGORY'S VOICE\n Child...", "OLD MATLIN'S VOICE\n We had an English civilian on board. \n Not much older than me but already" ], [ "Hellboy turns away for a moment. Puts his gun away, like a \n gunslinger.\n\n HELLBOY\n Nah -- he's taken care of.", "Myers holsters his gun and follows Liz. Hellboy is all alone \n now.\n\n HELLBOY\n (oblivious)\n Woo hoo!!", "HELLBOY\n Sorry. Just couldn't leave you two \n alone.\n\n Hellboy scoops up Myers and deposits him next to Liz.", "Hellboy painfully takes Liz's limp body in his arms. Myers \n stands by his side.\n\n He kisses her forehead, caresses her hair, then walks down \n the steps.", "Agents and Bureau employees are crammed into Broom's office \n doorway. Hellboy, face contorted by grief, pushes through.\n\n INT. BROOM'S OFFICE - NIGHT", "Myers opens his eyes, nods.\n\n HELLBOY\n Good. Stay here.\n\n He moves after Sammael.\n\n OMIT", "The room is full of forensics people taking pictures, picking \n up evidence, etc. Tom Manning is there. Seeing Hellboy, he \n respectfully steps back.", "He turns to leave. Hellboy gets up.\n\n HELLBOY\n No, it doesn't make it right, but I \n stopped that creature, didn't I?", "Broom examines the damage to the wall. He turns to see \n Hellboy's locator belt hanging on the wall. Broom shakes his \n head.", "Hellboy smiles sadly. She walks away.\n\n HELLBOY\n Goodnight, then.\n\n LIZ\n Goodnight.", "He gestures and all the agents head for the vans.\n\n HELLBOY\n Let me ask for directions.\n\n EXT. OPEN GRAVE - DAY", "MYERS (V.O.)\n Yes?\n\n HELLBOY\n Goodbye.", "HELLBOY\n We miss you at the Bureau. Abe's \n crazier every day. And Father's still", "With tears in his eyes, a disbelieving Hellboy looks at Liz, \n then at his dead father. He holds Broom's body close to his \n chest.", "Hellboy's torso is covered in blood. He falls to the ground. \n A fourth and a fifth creature spring onto him, biting. Hellboy \n is in trouble.", "Hellboy, sitting on the floor, in the dark.\n\n LIZ'S VOICE\n (on radio)\n We're leaving the main road, so hang \n on --", "He hears Hellboy coming.He places the knife on the floor, \n then lies down and plays dead.", "Abe studies it, senses something, and nods. With superhuman \n effort, Hellboy lifts it. Hundreds of roaches pour out.", "Hellboy hears the gunfire, starts running.\n\n INT. CENTER OF THE TUNNEL LABYRINTH (SET)\n\n Clay falls to the floor.", "Hellboy appears at the end of the tunnel. He glances at \n Kroenen's body, then quickly checks for a pulse on Clay.\n\n Hellboy looks demolished." ] ]

[ "What are the Ogdru Jahad?", "Why do they name the infant \"Hellboy\"?", "What are Sammael's powers?", "How does Broom die?", "Who defeats Kroenen?", "Who captures Hellboy, Liz, and Myers?", "Who ultimately reseals the Ogdru Jahad?", "Why is Liz's soul returned?", "Who helped the Nazis in building a dimensional portal off the coast of Scotland?", "What is the Ogdru Jahad?", "What was Obersturmbannfuhrer Karl Ruprecht Kroenen's job for Hitler?", "What was the young Trevor Bloom well-versed on?", "What came through the portal that the Allied team discovered?", "Where was FBI Agent John Meyers transferred to?", "What was the hellhound's name?", "What happens when Hellboy repeatedly kills Sammael?", "What did Broom hold as he was dying?", "As Anung un Rama, what change did Hellboy undergo?", "Why did Grigori Rasputin want to open the dimensional portal?", "Who is Hellboy?", "Who does Hellboy stab?", "What does Hellboy do when he is swallowed by the beast?", "What is Liz to Hellboy?", "What kind of creature is the Ogdru Jahad?", "What power does Sammael possess from Rasputin?", "The Allies are originated from which country?", "Which war is this story referring to?", "Why did Hellboy leave the Bureau unguarded?" ]

[ [ "monstrous entities imprisoned in deep space", "monsters " ], [ "The infant is a demon that came through the portal.", "Because he comes through a portal from hell. " ], [ "reincarnate and split his essence", "He has the power to reincarnate and split his essence. " ], [ "stabbed in the neck by Kroenen", "Stabbed in neck. " ], [ "Hellboy and Manning", "Hellboy and Manning" ], [ "Rasputin and Haupstein", "Rasputin" ], [ "Hellboy", "Hellboy. " ], [ "Hellboy threatens to go to \"the other side\" to retrieve it.", "Hellboy threatened to come back to the \"other side\" to claim it." ], [ "Grigori Rasputin", "Grigori Rasputin. " ], [ "Monstrous entities trapped in deep space.", "A monstrous entity imprisoned in deep space. " ], [ "He was his top assassin.", "He was an assassin" ], [ "The occult.", "The occult. " ], [ "An infant demon with a right hand of stone.", "A demon baby" ], [ "The Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense or BPRD.", "To the Bureau of paranormal research and defense. " ], [ "Sammael", "Sammael" ], [ "Sammael multiplies and gives birth to more hellhounds.", "dozens more are born" ], [ "A rosary.", "a rosary" ], [ "His horns regrew.", "His horns grew in" ], [ "To free the Ogdru Jahad so they will help them defeat the Allies.", "The Ogdru Jahad" ], [ "An infant demon with a right hand made of stone.", "An infant demon. " ], [ "Rasputin.", "Rasputin" ], [ "He detonates hand grenades and destroys the monster from inside.", "He detonates a belt of explosive and destroys the beast from the inside. " ], [ "His love.", "Someone he cares very much for." ], [ "A tentacled behemoth of immense size.", "Monstrous entites. " ], [ "The ability to split his essence and multiply.", "To reincarnate and split his essence. " ], [ "Germany.", "England" ], [ "World War Two.", "World War II" ], [ "He was jealous that Myers was taking Liz out for coffee.", "Because he was Jealous " ] ]

[ [ "Anita turns and heads towards them. She focuses on William,\n\tplacing her hands on his young shoulders. Her face is very\n\tclose to him now, as she delivers this sage prediction of the\n\tfuture.", "It hits her. She looks at William for a clue. His truthful\n\tface does not look away. Now she knows. She turns to the", "They all applaud her, laughing. William watches her with\n\twonder, as she turns his way and winks. Jeff approaches the", "She winks at William, who looks away.", "William whistles again. Mom meets them at the door. She looks\n\tat her trashed son who has finally come home. For the first\n\ttime, she hugs Anita first, and it's not lost on Anita.", "William stands in the doorway now, watching, monitoring, as\n\tMom moves closer to his sister. She sees something curious\n\tabout her daughter.", "William nods, still scribbling. She eases down into place on\n\tthe step next to him. Her proximity cause him to look at", "by her absence. William is under the sheets, listening, feeling\n\tdifferent, now a man and somehow one of the girls too.", "William studies Leslie, everyone saying hello to her, everyone\n\tknowing the subtext. Nobody saying a word. William pulls his", "William watches her face. Still enchanted, she hands out slices\n\tof the cake.", "Mom moves to the living room to greet William's sister. William\n\tpeers into the next room.\n\n\t6\tINT. LIVING ROOM -- DAY\t\t\t\t\t\t6", "William watches wistfully. He moves away from his mother.\n\tShe pulls him closer. Shot moves in on his slightly fearful\n\tface.", "And do not let go, for too long. There is history in their\n\tshake. Their eyes tell all. Shot takes us to William, who", "maintaining eye contact with her except the one she now doesn't\n\tlook at. William. She blows out the candles, vamping Marilyn", "William covers his disappointment over losing Penny as a\n\troommate. Cooly:\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\tSure. I'll take her.", "Doris is slow to gain speed, as Estrella appears, running\n\talongside. She knocks on the window next to William.", "Deeply embarrassed, William shrinks down in the seat. Mom\n\tmonitors his face constantly. She is raw and sincere... and\n\tyes, inspiring:", "Nearby, having anticipated all of the above, William nods to\n\tMrs. Deegan, and stands.", "eyes fill and she runs out. Russell stands... and sees William\n\talso stand. William turns and follows her. Russell stands", "The girls mobilize by the window. William is increasingly\n\taware that he is an outsider in his own tiny room. He tries\n\tto organize his stuff in the corner." ], [ "William takes the phone. The Clerk watches curiously as the\n\tkid adopts a new persona.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(deep voice)\n\t\t\tHello.", "William takes the phone and hangs up. Keeping an eye on Russell\n\tin the next room, he dials from a tour itinerary sheet.", "WILLIAM (cont'd)\n\t\t\t\t(rehearsed)", "It hits her. She looks at William for a clue. His truthful\n\tface does not look away. Now she knows. She turns to the", "Anita turns and heads towards them. She focuses on William,\n\tplacing her hands on his young shoulders. Her face is very\n\tclose to him now, as she delivers this sage prediction of the\n\tfuture.", "back in his chair to see a familiar face. It is Darryl, his\n\tsister's old boyfriend. William opens the window.", "William waits anxiously to use the phone, keeping an eye on\n\tRussell. Russell is now strangely twisting/dancing with four\n\tgirls in the living room, as more cars arrive outside.", "INT. WILLIAM'S BEDROOM -- DAY\n\n\tWilliam is on the phone in his own small room.", "William is a bundle of nerves and exhaustion now. Embarrassed\n\tand frustrated.", "him just moments earlier, the groupies now feign disinterest.\n\tBracing himself, William rings again. The door opens slowly\n\tthis time. Scotty stands peering at him.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(covers phone)\n\t\t\tNo.\n\n\tRussell grabs the phone, talks to the silent mother on the\n\tother end.", "And do not let go, for too long. There is history in their\n\tshake. Their eyes tell all. Shot takes us to William, who", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tDid he call?\n\t\t\t\t(realizes their intention)\n\t\t\tWhat are you -- stop it -- we're talking\n\t\t\there.", "William studies Leslie, everyone saying hello to her, everyone\n\tknowing the subtext. Nobody saying a word. William pulls his", "William nods and continues his work, self-consciously, as Darryl\n\tsits on his bed and soaks in the memories of the room. A long\n\tmoment passes. Darryl pats his thighs, and rises.", "William on the house phone.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\tEmily Rugburn, please.", "77 INT. BACKSTAGE PAY PHONE - NIGHT\t\t\t\t\t77\n\n\tWilliam is on the pay phone with his Mother. The show booms\n\tin the background.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tI'm not a messenger. I'm one of your\n\t\t\twriters. William Miller.", "William snatches the phone.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(lowers voice)\n\t\t\tHello.", "William sits nearby, watching Russell, making notes out of eye-\n\tsight of others. The ever-wary Jeff, unseen by William, cranes\n\tto see that he's writing in his notebook." ], [ "The band moves quickly down the hallway, with William moving\n\tto keep up. A young and grizzled red-haired roadie, RED DOG,\n\tcatches them on the way. The band swarms around him.", "The band agrees.", "He laughs. It's fun. Band members are now listening, curiously\n\tspellbound.", "Dick is waving wildly for the band to board the bus, which has\n\tbeen pulled up into the backstage area. He guides a sagging\n\tRussell, assisted by Penny Lane, into the bus.", "William with the band. He yawns, as the band breaks. Cleveland\n\tawaits. We follow Dick, who guides the band onto the stage", "The band looks at Dick, who manages not to be speechless.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tDICK\n\t\t\tBut why should we pay <i>you</i> for something\n\t\t\twe can do ourselves?", "The band squirms, but listens.", "band. This is Stillwater. Four road-weary band members, and\n\ttheir road manager. Voices booming.", "The band scoots closer to the microphone, ready to talk. Quince\n\tcontinues, looking meaningfully at the band. They are\n\twaiting... eager for a chance to speak.", "of the band, the charismatic one. He's tired. They're late.\n\tWilliam recognizes him instantly, as the guitarist stretches.", "Boom. Russell attacks him, and they're pulled apart. The\n\tband continues moving forward, arriving at a fork in the airport", "Russell and band enter like warriors, in a pack. William sags\n\twith the heavy bags in hand and over his shoulder. Here, in", "William sits with the band. Over Jeff's head, Penny hangs\n\tnearby, at the outskirts, drinking and dancing. They share a\n\tlook, feigning casualty.", "All help him with his spilled souvenirs. Russell shares a\n\tprivate look with the kid. Nearby Leslie greets other band\n\tmembers.", "Up ahead, the door to their smallish hotel room is open.\n\tInside, a band party in full swing. A clunky early-model boom", "Stunned and overwhelmed, the band waits a beat, lets it sink\n\tin... and goes wild. Russell, stunned too, looks at the kid.\n\tIt's big news. Jeff stands immediately, eyes moist, glass\n\traised.", "The band nods solemnly, importantly.", "Lights come up, as the band launches into \"Fever Dog.\" Jeff\n\tbegins singing. Russell reaches to adjust the microphone for\n\ta back-up vocal and is hit with something unexpected.", "The band rides in a new tour bus. The palpable tone in the\n\tair is -- PANIC.", "to look like he belongs. Behind him, most of the band has\n\tdisappeared into other rooms, leaving only hangers-on in their\n\tplaces." ], [ "Penny blasts into the Continental Hyatt House, William on her\n\tarm. The lobby of this bastion of seventies rock is more alive", "The lobby ignites, as William stands near Penny and Russell.\n\tBowie races from a limousine through the lobby and into the", "The girls scream and happily head down the ramp to Sapphire.\n\tPenny looks back and grabs William with a well-placed arm hooked", "Penny squeezes him. He <i>feels</i> cool... but the girl he really\n\twanted to stay in his room now joins Russell, disappearing", "They both watch Penny Lane, sparkling, fresh from the pool.\n\tShe places hotel furniture into the shallow end and inviting\n\tall, even other curious hotel guests, to join them in the pool.", "134 INT. HOTEL ROOM -- NIGHT\t\t\t\t\t\t134\n\n\tWilliam holds Penny in his arms. Finally she is close to him.", "Music continues. He runs down the streets, looking for her.\n\tAlone in New York City.\n\n\t131 INT. PLAZA HOTEL -- NIGHT\t\t\t\t\t\t131", "98 INT. HOTEL BATHROOM -- NIGHT\t\t\t\t\t98\n\n\tPenny enters to see William writing in the tub. She sits on\n\tthe toilet to pee. Flustered:", "We hear Penny's giggle. Then the door opens, and it's Penny\n\tlooking ravishing. In the background, Russell sits shirtless", "109 INT. HOTEL ROOM - DAY\t\t\t\t\t\t109\n\n\tRussell and Penny Lane smash against their own wall.", "Penny gives the other Coke, her Coke, to William. He accepts\n\tit too, and starts back to his seat. He's been blown off, and", "He kisses her. A doctor and nurse come crashing into the room.\n\tThey push past William and pull Penny into the bathroom. He", "And now Leslie has confirmation. A symphony of looks, as Dick\n\tgets to his feet and moves to confront Penny. Penny Lane's", "hands delicately riding the sides of her body. A motorcycle\n\troars by, just outside the door, as Penny moves away from\n\tRussell's exploring hands.", "Penny disappears out the door, across the hallway. Russell\n\tfollows a moment later. The kid's eyebrows rise. Polexia", "Penny smiles knowingly, collecting his affection like another\n\tbackstage pass, and turns away. Camera stays on William. He", "William sits on the backstage steps, writing feverishly in his\n\tnotebook. Behind him, two steps higher, Penny Lane scoots\n\tinto place.", "A140 INT. HOTEL ROOM -- NIGHT\t\t\t\t\t\tA140\n\n\tWilliam holds Penny. She is very woozy.", "he knows it, but before he exits Penny grabs his arm and\n\twhispers in his ear:", "Penny speaks confidentially to him. If she is slightly bossy,\n\tit is only because she's good at logistics, emotional and\n\totherwise." ], [ "Boom. Russell attacks him, and they're pulled apart. The\n\tband continues moving forward, arriving at a fork in the airport", "troubles her. She fights with herself, and then uses the family\n\twhistle immediately. He turns.", "Challenged, William rises and approaches Russell. He fixes\n\tthe charismatic guitarist in his sights. Shot takes him down", "Russell and band enter like warriors, in a pack. William sags\n\twith the heavy bags in hand and over his shoulder. Here, in", "Nearby, William squirms as he watches the gently escalating\n\tconversation. Anita glances at her brother. He silently\n\turges her to downshift. She can't.", "two, fighting the quiet and singing along. Then others...\n\twaking up... joining in. Then Jeff. Russell hears them and\n\tstarts to sing along too, louder now, without turning around.", "Russell turns away. William shrugs with style, but his\n\tlingering look is filled with hurt. Dick guides Russell to\n\tthe door, grabbing the kid and talking very directly to him as\n\tthey move.", "Anita gasps. Ever the peacemaker, William weighs in. Nearby\n\tis a poster - \"No More War.\"\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\tMom --", "And do not let go, for too long. There is history in their\n\tshake. Their eyes tell all. Shot takes us to William, who", "It hits her. She looks at William for a clue. His truthful\n\tface does not look away. Now she knows. She turns to the", "Dick pats William's arm one more time -- <i>good work.</i> They leave\n\tAaron's house as legends.", "A heavy quiet. She and his sister ignore him, as they now\n\tdebate the subject with each other.", "nudging her into his sister. Anita takes this as an aggressive\n\tact of love, and hugs her mother back. Tears stream down Mom's", "Anita reaches out to her brother. With the compassion of a\n\tsaint, she offers this:", "Russell enters the bathroom. William stands guard. With a\n\tfinger outstretched from each hand, he lectures the fans massing\n\tin the hallway.", "He kisses her powerfully, hands at his sides. She fights to\n\tkeep her hands off him. Bonham's motorcycle rips by, just\n\toutside the door.", "Frustrated but feeling important, William hands him some of\n\tRussell's wet clothes. William deftly retrieves Russell's shoes", "Russell looks at the cup in his own hand. It's white. Then,\n\twith his other hand, he grabs the red cup and drains it.\n\tWilliam winces. They move on.", "The kid is still stuck on the road. He is in <i>hell</i> now.\n\tWearily, with deep circles under his eyes, he shuts his eyes\n\tfor a moment. Another band is moving through.", "The girls mobilize by the window. William is increasingly\n\taware that he is an outsider in his own tiny room. He tries\n\tto organize his stuff in the corner." ], [ "Penny speaks confidentially to him. If she is slightly bossy,\n\tit is only because she's good at logistics, emotional and\n\totherwise.", "We hear Penny's giggle. Then the door opens, and it's Penny\n\tlooking ravishing. In the background, Russell sits shirtless", "Penny gives the other Coke, her Coke, to William. He accepts\n\tit too, and starts back to his seat. He's been blown off, and", "William now notices Penny standing nearby, picking at a salad\n\tfrom a paper dish. Looking at her, he lets loose with what he\n\tbelieves is a private confession.", "He begins rubbing the kid's shoulders. He's waking up. There's\n\tPenny, also rubbing his shoulders. It is degrading... and\n\tsomehow cool too.", "RUSSELL\n\t\t\t\t(then pissed)\n\t\t\tOh - get this - somebody told Penny", "hands delicately riding the sides of her body. A motorcycle\n\troars by, just outside the door, as Penny moves away from\n\tRussell's exploring hands.", "And now Leslie has confirmation. A symphony of looks, as Dick\n\tgets to his feet and moves to confront Penny. Penny Lane's", "past a flickering television, onto Penny who silently and\n\tintently watches Russell as if he's a rare and beautiful bird.\n\tHe looks over at her - she turns away quickly. He goes back", "he knows it, but before he exits Penny grabs his arm and\n\twhispers in his ear:", "crowd... somehow feeling a little compromised. He doesn't\n\tcare. Penny gestures for him to join them.", "Penny covers her mouth as offers a look of absurdity to William.\n\tHe offers one back, as laughs are stifled throughout the room.", "Russell makes a disgusted noise. Penny Lane exits discreetly,\n\tlooking back at William.", "Penny squeezes him. He <i>feels</i> cool... but the girl he really\n\twanted to stay in his room now joins Russell, disappearing", "Estrella and Polexia kiss each other playfully. William looks\n\tconfused. Across the room, Penny laughs, turns up the TV,\n\tblows him a kiss.", "PENNY\n\t\t\t\t(calming him)\n\t\t\tHey. Hey. Be cool.", "PENNY\n\t\t\tLeslie. Leslie. Leslie. Lesssssslie.", "foolish. He sits silently. William watches him from four\n\trows back, next to Penny. She kisses the top of his forehead,", "Penny shoots William a look. <i>Do you believe this guy?</i>", "In the background, Penny Lane irons Silent Ed's shirt.\n\tGrinning, she cuffs his shoulder. To the shirtless silent\n\tdrummer, waiting for his shirt." ], [ "Sadly, they leave him behind. The thundering arena sound of\n\tthe collecting crowd, the p.a. system blasting Yes'", "continues, unaware he's split off. He watches their backs,\n\tthey've forgotten him.", "Groupies watching his dilemma from the top of the ramp. They\n\tlook at him sympathetically, but he turns away. William rings", "Russell turns away. William shrugs with style, but his\n\tlingering look is filled with hurt. Dick guides Russell to\n\tthe door, grabbing the kid and talking very directly to him as\n\tthey move.", "Cases are shut and rolled toward the trucks. Stillwater heads\n\tfor their bus. Jeff the singer says goodbye to Estrella Starr,", "to look like he belongs. Behind him, most of the band has\n\tdisappeared into other rooms, leaving only hangers-on in their\n\tplaces.", "He turns and leaves, beginning his long trek back up the ramp.\n\tRussell looks at the others. That kind of love is hard to\n\tgive up.", "terminals. William stops. This is where he must part company.\n\tHe stands at the mouth of the next terminal, as the band", "William inches into the realm of the girls at the top of the\n\tramp. The wind whips. It's just him, and two Groupies in", "hustles back to catch up. They ignore him. There are much\n\tbigger thoughts in play. No one wants to speak.", "William exits as a crush of Partygoers arrives. He doesn't\n\tknow where she is. He takes off to examine the cabs stuck in\n\ttraffic. Song continues.", "suddenly surrounded by the impressed gales of laughter of these\n\tolder boys. Others turn away, on to other things. Tobin stares\n\tat William, and then also turns away.", "Then Russell turns, sensing something missing. William. All\n\tnow stop and turn. Still shell-shocked, they summon a pre-\n\toccupied but heartfelt goodbye. William waves. Music\n\tcontinues.", "like a sailor leaving port. Russell lingers behind, saying\n\tgoodbye to William, loading his own equipment. Black Sabbath\n\tpasses with entourage, heading to the stage.", "The room has emptied out. Just them, and the remnants of a\n\tmovable party that has moved elsewhere.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM (cont'd)\n\t\t\tWake up!", "eyes fill and she runs out. Russell stands... and sees William\n\talso stand. William turns and follows her. Russell stands", "He leaves the room with a pleasant shrug. Stunned silence.\n\tWilliam watches their body language. No one wants to talk\n\tfirst. Their faces read as -- who was that guy, and how can\n\twe talk him into staying?", "Dick pats William's arm one more time -- <i>good work.</i> They leave\n\tAaron's house as legends.", "He continues walking, she follows. They have ventured outside\n\tthe backstage area, onto adjoining Boston farmland. The show\n\tbooms in the background.", "Russell makes a disgusted noise. Penny Lane exits discreetly,\n\tlooking back at William." ], [ "William looks at her, perplexed and a little hurt. <i>What about\n\tMorocco?</i>", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tYeah. I'm thinking about going to\n\t\t\tMorocco.", "She snaps a Polaroid of a nearby sleeping Silent Ed, pockets\n\tthe Polaroid. She regards Russell up ahead, also sleeping.\n\tHer attention has already wandered from Morocco.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(continuing)\n\t\t\tI thought we were going to Morocco!", "When we go to Morocco, I think we should\n\t\t\twear completely different clothes, and\n\t\t\tbe completely different people.", "Song continues. William and Penny drag themselves through the\n\tairport. He guides her to the ticket counter. Penny wears", "watches the living documentary around him. He writes furiously\n\tin the green notebook, scribbling in the dark, trying to steady\n\this writing on the bumpy bus. Behind him, someone is beating", "it in the seat back pocket in front of him. He has joined the\n\tcircus, and the feeling of being here is a lot more lonely and", "She kisses his forehead, and takes off down the accordian\n\tleading to her plane. She drops her coat again, bending down\n\tto retrieve it.", "An empty Heineken beer bottle rolls up and down the aisle,\n\ttaking us to William. William picks up the bottle and places", "Russell stands outside, a traveling man with no where to go.\n\tOddly, and in a way that surprises him, the world begins to", "Preoccupied, and several seats away from other crew members.\n\tHe drinks a glass of milk. Out old friend Sapphire takes the", "Penny Lane settles into her seat on the airplane. She notices\n\tWilliam watching from the terminal window, and waves.", "She keeps watching as he runs alongside, still keeping up with\n\ther plane. She now fully remembers, and places her outstretched\n\tfingers on the window. She mouths the words: I'll see you\n\tback home!", "the bus, pockets the photo, and settles down to watch the\n\tpassing landscapes. She chases him down the aisle. Music", "There's no Morocco. There's never <i>been</i>\n\t\t\ta Morocco. There's not even a Penny", "Dick is waving wildly for the band to board the bus, which has\n\tbeen pulled up into the backstage area. He guides a sagging\n\tRussell, assisted by Penny Lane, into the bus.", "Elaine sits in her living room, filled with her books. Large\n\tDepartment store photos of her children on the wall. She feels\n\ther own loneliness, and his too, as she dials a phone number.", "Boom. Russell attacks him, and they're pulled apart. The\n\tband continues moving forward, arriving at a fork in the airport", "William watches from his bus bunk at the back, head on elbow.\n\tLooking up, he sees the rhythmic motion of bodies on the\n\tmattress above him, as music continues." ], [ "Jeff watches this charisma with thinly veiled envy. The kid\n\tscribbles in his notebook. We hear Led Zeppelin's \"That's the\n\tWay.\"", "The kid tromps down the steep incline leading to a small steel\n\tbackstage arena door. He rings the buzzer. The door wheezes", "Stunned and overwhelmed, the band waits a beat, lets it sink\n\tin... and goes wild. Russell, stunned too, looks at the kid.\n\tIt's big news. Jeff stands immediately, eyes moist, glass\n\traised.", "Everyone is focused and quick. The conversation is machine-\n\tgun like. Jann Werner turns to the kid.", "Shot moves in on the kid, as we hear the opening strains of\n\tThe Moody Blues' \"Nights in White Satin.\"", "The kid has been sandbagged. The machine of a big-time magazine\n\twhirs into action on another story, as the cluster moves down\n\tthe hall.", "Elsewhere in the arena, Black Sabbath is performing \"Sweet\n\tLeaf.\" The kid could care less. He has bonded with Stillwater.", "Pissed, the kid flips off the door. He sits down on a chair\n\tdirectly across from the room. Push in on William, who is", "The kid watches, as the boom box plays an obscure favorite of\n\tRussell's, Eddie Giles' \"Losin' Boy.\" There is the sound of a\n\tmotorcycle somewhere down the hallway.", "He looks at his body, the information affects him physically.\n\tNew sounds come from way down deep inside. Mom now begins\n\tspeed-rapping, trying to stem the leak. She starts the car.", "He shuts the door with finality. The kid stands silently for\n\ta moment. He looks over his shoulder, at two chattering", "FELTON\n\t\t\tWell, I believe you.\n\n\tHe looks at the kid, decides to offer a personal parable.", "Now he's reaching them. Their slackened roar-weary faces stare\n\tback at the young dynamo.", "The kid's eyes widen. Bangs, in direct conflict with his brutal\n\twriting style, is looking suspiciously like a compassionate\n\tsoftie.", "All eyes are on him, waiting for a response. The kid's mental\n\twheels turn frantically. And from somewhere comes an attitude,", "Pop impression, acting out a story for the d.j. that we cannot\n\thear, never noticing the kid soaking in everything from the\n\tother side of this double-glass window.", "ELAINE\n\t\t\tListen to me. He's a smart, good-\n\t\t\thearted, 15 year-old kid, with infinite\n\t\t\tpotential.", "is a little boy. I'm here to do a\n\t\t\tjob. I am a <i>professional.</i>", "The kid is still stuck on the road. He is in <i>hell</i> now.\n\tWearily, with deep circles under his eyes, he shuts his eyes\n\tfor a moment. Another band is moving through.", "randomly, he is noticed by young passersby. They can't help\n\tit. He looks like a star. They can't quite figure out who it" ], [ "William watches wistfully. He moves away from his mother.\n\tShe pulls him closer. Shot moves in on his slightly fearful\n\tface.", "William whistles again. Mom meets them at the door. She looks\n\tat her trashed son who has finally come home. For the first\n\ttime, she hugs Anita first, and it's not lost on Anita.", "It hits her. She looks at William for a clue. His truthful\n\tface does not look away. Now she knows. She turns to the", "INT. WILLIAM'S HOUSE -- NIGHT\n\n\tIt's Mom on the phone.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tYeah. She and Mom are still sorta...\n\t\t\tI'd say \"not speaking,\" but I don't\n\t\t\tknow if they ever did.", "Having with her pale young son WILLIAM, late pre-teens. They\n\tstand apart from the other shoppers. All around them is the", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(covers phone)\n\t\t\tNo.\n\n\tRussell grabs the phone, talks to the silent mother on the\n\tother end.", "Deeply embarrassed, William shrinks down in the seat. Mom\n\tmonitors his face constantly. She is raw and sincere... and\n\tyes, inspiring:", "WILLIAM (cont'd)\n\t\t\t\t(rehearsed)", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tMom?\n\n\t\t\t\t\tELAINE\n\t\t\tYeah -", "William stands in the doorway now, watching, monitoring, as\n\tMom moves closer to his sister. She sees something curious\n\tabout her daughter.", "Mom moves to the living room to greet William's sister. William\n\tpeers into the next room.\n\n\t6\tINT. LIVING ROOM -- DAY\t\t\t\t\t\t6", "Anita turns and heads towards them. She focuses on William,\n\tplacing her hands on his young shoulders. Her face is very\n\tclose to him now, as she delivers this sage prediction of the\n\tfuture.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tWhat about your Mom?", "William studies Leslie, everyone saying hello to her, everyone\n\tknowing the subtext. Nobody saying a word. William pulls his", "William is a bundle of nerves and exhaustion now. Embarrassed\n\tand frustrated.", "Mom stifles a cough. William nods to Darryl, who reverentially\n\tdrops the needle with a thud. Mom is trapped, as we listen to", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(quietly)\n\t\t\tPenny -", "ANITA\n\t\t\tWilliam?\n\n\tHe looks at her. He feels like he's on Mars, and she looks\n\tlike a Martian.", "maintaining eye contact with her except the one she now doesn't\n\tlook at. William. She blows out the candles, vamping Marilyn" ], [ "Anita is stunned silent. She turns slightly to look at herself\n\tin a hall mirror, searching for clues, implicating herself\n\timmediately.", "William whistles again. Mom meets them at the door. She looks\n\tat her trashed son who has finally come home. For the first\n\ttime, she hugs Anita first, and it's not lost on Anita.", "Anita reaches out to her brother. With the compassion of a\n\tsaint, she offers this:", "Anita takes a breath and then out of her mouth comes the\n\tstrangled-sounding words of a kid swearing at her parent for\n\tthe first time.", "Anita looks back at the receding American Gothic-image of her\n\tmother and brother. Sister waves to brother. She feels for\n\thim. Music now shifts to The Who's \"Sparks.\"", "nudging her into his sister. Anita takes this as an aggressive\n\tact of love, and hugs her mother back. Tears stream down Mom's", "She's almost to her bedroom down the hall when mom catches\n\ther. We now discover ANITA, 16, up-close. She is an alluring\n\tyoung Natalie Wood, with a suspicious and sunny smile.", "ANITA (cont'd)\n\t\t\t<i>Then</i> it was celebrating Christmas on a\n\t\t\tday in September When you knew it\n\t\t\twouldn't be \"commercialized.\"", "ANITA\n\t\t\tOne day you'll be cool.\n\n\tHe nods stoically, hopefully. He is utterly lost. She leans\n\tforward and whispers in his ear.", "ANITA\n\t\t\t\t(resigned)\n\t\t\tI'll deal with her.", "ANITA\n\t\t\tMom. It's <i>time.</i>", "ANITA (cont'd)\n\t\t\tLook under your bed. It'll set you\n\t\t\tfree.", "12 INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY\t\t\t\t\t\t12\n\n\tAnita stands in the living room. The song continues playing\n\ton the stereo.", "This is the booty Anita didn't want to give up. Mom picks at\n\tthe corner of an album cover now visible under her jacket.", "ELAINE (cont'd)\n\t\t\tAnita, is that you?\n\n\t\t\t\t\tANITA'S VOICE\n\t\t\tHey Mom! I already ate.", "ANITA\n\t\t\t\t(simple and direct)\n\t\t\tWe're like nobody else I know.\n\n\tThese are the words that sting Mom most.", "Anita runs down the hall to her room. Elaine turns to William,\n\trelating to him more as a fellow parent than a child.", "Anita turns and heads towards them. She focuses on William,\n\tplacing her hands on his young shoulders. Her face is very\n\tclose to him now, as she delivers this sage prediction of the\n\tfuture.", "Anita shakes hands with Mom, and exits. As the car takes off:\n\n\t\t\t\t\tELAINE\n\t\t\tShe'll be back.", "ANITA\n\t\t\tYou've robbed him of an adolescence!\n\n\t\t\t\t\tELAINE\n\t\t\tAdolescence is a marketing tool." ], [ "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(to Dick)\n\t\t\tHi, I'm a journalist. I write for <i>Creem</i>\n\t\t\tMagazine.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tI'm here to interview Black Sabbath.\n\t\t\t\t(beat)\n\t\t\tI'm a journalist. I'm not a... you\n\t\t\tknow...", "of life, that happens to be the very\n\t\t\ttopic of William's assignment -\n\t\t\t\t(cheerfully)\n\t\t\t- rock music. A band.", "William, now 15, sits in class with book, <i>Adventures in\n\tJournalism.</i> His hair is shoulder-length. A dedicated teacher,", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tHi. I'm William Miller and I'm here\n\t\t\tfrom <i>Creem</i> Magazine to interview the\n\t\t\tband Black Sabbath.", "William sits apart from all the others, under a tree. He reads\n\tintently, happily, as he eats the orange. It's a copy of <i>Creem</i>\n\tMagazine. Music continues.", "of the band, the charismatic one. He's tired. They're late.\n\tWilliam recognizes him instantly, as the guitarist stretches.", "The work of a journalist, as William sits at his Smith-Corona\n\tGalaxis. There is a knock at the window, and William scoots", "William watches intently. Bangs thuds the needle onto a copy\n\tof <i>Raw Power.</i> We're rewarded with a blast of Iggy and the", "William watches, facing the band from the jump seat of their\n\tlimousine, heading into New York. Up ahead, Manhattan looms,\n\tbeautiful and scary.", "Deeply embarrassed, William shrinks down in the seat. Mom\n\tmonitors his face constantly. She is raw and sincere... and\n\tyes, inspiring:", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tYou guys -- you guys --\n\t\t\t\t(beat)\n\t\t\tYou're gonna be on the cover of <i>Rolling\n\t\t\tStone.</i>", "ESTRELLA\n\t\t\tWilliam's room.\n\n\tINT. ROLLING STONE OFFICE -- NIGHT", "Shot lingers on the face of William as he soaks in the most\n\tundeniably exciting moment of any concert, the first thirty\n\tseconds.", "little of the full body rush he's experiencing. As the other\n\tband members drift across frame, Russell Hammond, a true rock and\n\troll believer, speaks as he straps on his guitar and gets ready", "William looks out the window at the sign: TONIGHT - SOLD OUT -\n\tBLACK SABBATH with special guest Stillwater.", "William tears pages from his notebook and feeds them into the\n\tlarge and clunky earliest model fax machine -- \"The Mojo.\" We\n\thear David Bowie. \"The Jean Genie.\"", "Privately, William thrills. <i>We. Our.</i> It all sounds great to\n\thim. He listens to the grouping of the words, every one of\n\tthem. He madly scribbles.", "William sits on the backstage steps, writing feverishly in his\n\tnotebook. Behind him, two steps higher, Penny Lane scoots\n\tinto place.", "William walks through, looking for familiar faces. Overhead\n\twe hear Stillwater. \"If You Say Nothing.\" The party is filled\n\twith scenesters, long silver-haired glamsters, some British" ], [ "JEFF\n\t\t\tBut it's <i>Rolling Stone.</i> He looks\n\t\t\tharmless, but he does represent the", "Ben leads him into the office of Jann Wenner, the editor-\n\tpublisher.\n\n\t152 INT. JANN WENNER'S OFFICE -- DAY\t\t\t\t\t152", "On a rainy day in San Francisco, Ben Fong-Torres stands in the\n\tcopy-strewn office of the young editor/publisher JANN WENNER.", "Bam. A bundle of bound <i>Rolling Stone</i> Magazines lands on the\n\tnewsstand pavement with a thud. Someone reaches in to cut the", "Ben Fong-Torres is calling from <i>Rolling Stone.</i>", "LARRY\n\t\t\t\t(in background)\n\t\t\tThat was <i>Rolling Stone.</i>", "We find editor BEN FONG-TORRES, 29, in his cramped cubicle.\n\tSitting nearby is curly-haired and mustachioed Star Staff", "called <i>Rolling Stone</i> Magazine.", "<i>Rolling Stone</i> Magazine. He still wears the same clothes from\n\tlast night in New York.", "Music. We pan across cubicles bustling with laid-back fervor.\n\tThese are the San Francisco-based main offices of <i>Rolling Stone</i>", "JEFF\n\t\t\t\t(tears welling, instantly)\n\t\t\tThe cover of <i>Rolling Stone.</i> And we", "LESTER BANGS\n\t\t\tBeware <i>Rolling Stone</i> Magazine. They\n\t\t\twill change your story, they'll re-", "BEN\n\t\t\tCrazy. William, this is Ben Fong-\n\t\t\tTorres. I'm the music editor at <i>Rolling", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t<i>Rolling Stone</i> is calling me. I don't\n\t\t\thave my key interview. I don't know\n\t\t\twhat to say.", "ESTRELLA\n\t\t\tWilliam's room.\n\n\tINT. ROLLING STONE OFFICE -- NIGHT", "This isn't <i>Creem</i> Magazine, it's <i>Rolling\n\t\t\tStone.</i> We need this story in four", "BEN\n\t\t\tCan I please speak to him? This is\n\t\t\tBen Fong-Torres at <i>Rolling Stone.</i>", "BEN (cont'd)\n\t\t\t<i>Rolling Stone.</i> How's the story?\n\n\tINT. GREENVILLE HOTEL ROOM -- CONTINUOUS", "156 INT. ROLLING STONE OFFICES -- DAY\t\t\t\t\t156", "Several other editors are also present in the background,\n\tincluding David Felton with cigarette-holder in mouth, and a\n\tprep-school Fact-Checker named ALLISON." ], [ "William holds Penny Lane, and keeps her moving. It's a sagging,\n\tmessy slow dance.", "William is deliriously happy, hands upraised. He turns to see\n\tPenny.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\tPENNY!", "foolish. He sits silently. William watches him from four\n\trows back, next to Penny. She kisses the top of his forehead,", "Penny gives the other Coke, her Coke, to William. He accepts\n\tit too, and starts back to his seat. He's been blown off, and", "William now notices Penny standing nearby, picking at a salad\n\tfrom a paper dish. Looking at her, he lets loose with what he\n\tbelieves is a private confession.", "RUSSELL\n\t\t\tThe Enemy!\n\n\tHe approaches, as William stands. Penny watches, hanging out\n\tof Russell's eyesight.", "Penny shoots William a look. <i>Do you believe this guy?</i>", "Penny smiles knowingly, collecting his affection like another\n\tbackstage pass, and turns away. Camera stays on William. He", "William and Penny sit on opposite ends of a blue locker-room\n\tbench. It's a small dressing room, crowded with roadies,", "He kisses her. A doctor and nurse come crashing into the room.\n\tThey push past William and pull Penny into the bathroom. He", "The girls scream and happily head down the ramp to Sapphire.\n\tPenny looks back and grabs William with a well-placed arm hooked", "William sits with the band. Over Jeff's head, Penny hangs\n\tnearby, at the outskirts, drinking and dancing. They share a\n\tlook, feigning casualty.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(to Penny)\n\t\t\tYou said you'd help me.", "William sits on the backstage steps, writing feverishly in his\n\tnotebook. Behind him, two steps higher, Penny Lane scoots\n\tinto place.", "A140 INT. HOTEL ROOM -- NIGHT\t\t\t\t\t\tA140\n\n\tWilliam holds Penny. She is very woozy.", "PENNY\n\t\t\tYou're not any of those things and\n\t\t\tthat's what I love about you.\n\n\tWilliam stands there in disbelief, unable to look at her.", "It hits her. She looks at William for a clue. His truthful\n\tface does not look away. Now she knows. She turns to the", "Russell makes a disgusted noise. Penny Lane exits discreetly,\n\tlooking back at William.", "Penny covers her mouth as offers a look of absurdity to William.\n\tHe offers one back, as laughs are stifled throughout the room.", "Penny now enters, watching.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\tWHAT?" ], [ "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tYou okay? You alright?\n\n\tRussell doesn't answer.", "William laughs painfully, as Russell moves in, eyes flaring\n\twith sudden paranoia.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(covers phone)\n\t\t\tNo.\n\n\tRussell grabs the phone, talks to the silent mother on the\n\tother end.", "RUSSELL\n\t\t\t\t(pissed)\n\t\t\tThen bring him in.\n\n\tWilliam shuts off his tape recorder.", "It hits her. She looks at William for a clue. His truthful\n\tface does not look away. Now she knows. She turns to the", "WILLIAM (cont'd)\n\t\t\tHey, man, maybe we should go back.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tRUSSELL\n\t\t\tIf they want me, they can find me.", "William sits nearby, watching Russell, making notes out of eye-\n\tsight of others. The ever-wary Jeff, unseen by William, cranes\n\tto see that he's writing in his notebook.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(exiting)\n\t\t\tWait. I've got something to tell -\n\n\tBut he finds himself trailing Russell to the back room bar.", "Russell turns away. William shrugs with style, but his\n\tlingering look is filled with hurt. Dick guides Russell to\n\tthe door, grabbing the kid and talking very directly to him as\n\tthey move.", "Frustrated but feeling important, William hands him some of\n\tRussell's wet clothes. William deftly retrieves Russell's shoes", "Then Russell turns, sensing something missing. William. All\n\tnow stop and turn. Still shell-shocked, they summon a pre-\n\toccupied but heartfelt goodbye. William waves. Music\n\tcontinues.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tWe should probably head back sometime.\n\n\tRussell ignores him.", "Russell cackles at the joke of it all. William yells up from\n\tdown below.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\tHey Russell -", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tYeah.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tRUSSELL\n\t\t\tThere you go. Still young enough to\n\t\t\tbe honest.", "A super-energized Russell Hammond looks into William's sleepy\n\tface. William's eyes open. His own sleepy face is evident in", "RUSSELL\n\t\t\t\t(ruefully, remembering)\n\t\t\tI told him to write what he wanted.\n\n\tAll eyes look to Russell.", "RUSSELL\n\t\t\tYeah, well, here's the problem with\n\t\t\tthe truth. It's too <i>true</i> -", "Everyone looks at William, who is speechless and confused.\n\tTheir congratulations stop on a dime. The fact checker can't\n\tresist twisting the knife a little.", "Russell laughs at the kid's easy naivete. He hands his guitar\n\tto the kid, and joins the party. William watches, part of the", "Russell and William are in mid-interview. The kid's microphone\n\tis out. It's a little bit of a rough flight. William wears\n\tthe same clothes." ], [ "William is a bundle of nerves and exhaustion now. Embarrassed\n\tand frustrated.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(exiting)\n\t\t\tWait. I've got something to tell -\n\n\tBut he finds himself trailing Russell to the back room bar.", "Slam. William stands there for a moment. Unsure of what to\n\tdo next, he looks back to the top of the ramp. Rejected by", "terminals. William stops. This is where he must part company.\n\tHe stands at the mouth of the next terminal, as the band", "William exits as a crush of Partygoers arrives. He doesn't\n\tknow where she is. He takes off to examine the cabs stuck in\n\ttraffic. Song continues.", "William locks the door. He reaches under his bed. It's a\n\tblack leatherette travel bag, with tartan design. He unzips", "William sits in the tub, without water. It's his makeshift\n\toffice, he's surrounded with scraps of notepaper. He writes\n\tsavagely, and now, savagely throws it away.", "William sits in the \"big\" office. It's a small white tank.\n\tAfter all the sound and fury, there is only the hum of a large", "Groupies watching his dilemma from the top of the ramp. They\n\tlook at him sympathetically, but he turns away. William rings", "William nods and continues his work, self-consciously, as Darryl\n\tsits on his bed and soaks in the memories of the room. A long\n\tmoment passes. Darryl pats his thighs, and rises.", "The hallways are crowded, as William looks at the closed door\n\tof the ice room. He leans against the wall, alone now. Trying", "William weaves, exhausted, into the Stillwater press party at\n\tthis legendary New York nightspot. The Doorman, who checks\n\ti.d.s, sees the kid and expresses great doubt.", "Russell turns away. William shrugs with style, but his\n\tlingering look is filled with hurt. Dick guides Russell to\n\tthe door, grabbing the kid and talking very directly to him as\n\tthey move.", "He drops the offending shirt into the trash, as if it were\n\tcontaminated, and exits with the box. William watches as the", "The girls mobilize by the window. William is increasingly\n\taware that he is an outsider in his own tiny room. He tries\n\tto organize his stuff in the corner.", "An empty Heineken beer bottle rolls up and down the aisle,\n\ttaking us to William. William picks up the bottle and places", "William goes into the bedroom, the final three feet to sleep,\n\tand shuts the door. A hand places a hotel sign on the door -\n\tDO NOT DISTURB. Slight push in.", "It hits her. She looks at William for a clue. His truthful\n\tface does not look away. Now she knows. She turns to the", "William takes a deep breath. Looks at the research cassettes and\n\tnotebooks. The empty page.", "The work of a journalist, as William sits at his Smith-Corona\n\tGalaxis. There is a knock at the window, and William scoots" ], [ "We hear Penny's giggle. Then the door opens, and it's Penny\n\tlooking ravishing. In the background, Russell sits shirtless", "Penny squeezes him. He <i>feels</i> cool... but the girl he really\n\twanted to stay in his room now joins Russell, disappearing", "PENNY\n\t\t\tCome on. You've seen what's happened.\n\t\t\tRussell and I fell in love. How much,", "Russell moves towards Penny.", "PENNY\n\t\t\tLeslie.\n\n\tRussell nods. The name is out in the open.", "past a flickering television, onto Penny who silently and\n\tintently watches Russell as if he's a rare and beautiful bird.\n\tHe looks over at her - she turns away quickly. He goes back", "Penny disappears out the door, across the hallway. Russell\n\tfollows a moment later. The kid's eyebrows rise. Polexia", "hands delicately riding the sides of her body. A motorcycle\n\troars by, just outside the door, as Penny moves away from\n\tRussell's exploring hands.", "RUSSELL\n\t\t\tThe Enemy!\n\n\tHe approaches, as William stands. Penny watches, hanging out\n\tof Russell's eyesight.", "Penny speaks confidentially to him. If she is slightly bossy,\n\tit is only because she's good at logistics, emotional and\n\totherwise.", "RUSSELL\n\t\t\tSo Penny our friend has gained another year.\n\t\t\tBut long ago, she threw it in gear.", "Ed watches her appreciatively, drumming silently on a rubber\n\tpad. Penny kisses Russell, who swings her onto his lap. In", "PENNY\n\t\t\tI know.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tRUSSELL\n\t\t\tI wonder how that happened.", "POV shot travels to Russell, strumming the guitar that is always\n\ta part of his body. Russell is watching Penny Lane\n\tsurreptitiously.", "RUSSELL\n\t\t\t\t(then pissed)\n\t\t\tOh - get this - somebody told Penny", "he knows it, but before he exits Penny grabs his arm and\n\twhispers in his ear:", "Russell sits, pale, next to Penny at the front of the bus. He\n\texamines his singed hand, shaking it a little to emphasize the\n\tpositivity of her words.", "Monroe-style, and sucks off the frosting seductively, to cheers.\n\tRussell watches, as we push in on Penny. She notices all the", "Russell makes a disgusted noise. Penny Lane exits discreetly,\n\tlooking back at William.", "PENNY\n\t\t\t\t(overlapping)\n\t\t\tWhat? What are you saying? What do\n\t\t\tyou know? Did Russell say something?" ], [ "Penny speaks confidentially to him. If she is slightly bossy,\n\tit is only because she's good at logistics, emotional and\n\totherwise.", "Song continues. William and Penny drag themselves through the\n\tairport. He guides her to the ticket counter. Penny wears", "Penny gives the other Coke, her Coke, to William. He accepts\n\tit too, and starts back to his seat. He's been blown off, and", "Penny Lane settles into her seat on the airplane. She notices\n\tWilliam watching from the terminal window, and waves.", "William sits on the backstage steps, writing feverishly in his\n\tnotebook. Behind him, two steps higher, Penny Lane scoots\n\tinto place.", "William now notices Penny standing nearby, picking at a salad\n\tfrom a paper dish. Looking at her, he lets loose with what he\n\tbelieves is a private confession.", "Dick is waving wildly for the band to board the bus, which has\n\tbeen pulled up into the backstage area. He guides a sagging\n\tRussell, assisted by Penny Lane, into the bus.", "William holds Penny Lane, and keeps her moving. It's a sagging,\n\tmessy slow dance.", "Penny Lane stands on stage facing the empty arena. The roadies\n\thave packed up and moved on. She is alone in the poetic and\n\ttrash filled structure that was just hours ago filled with\n\tpeople. (Behavior to come)", "And now Leslie has confirmation. A symphony of looks, as Dick\n\tgets to his feet and moves to confront Penny. Penny Lane's", "foolish. He sits silently. William watches him from four\n\trows back, next to Penny. She kisses the top of his forehead,", "The girls scream and happily head down the ramp to Sapphire.\n\tPenny looks back and grabs William with a well-placed arm hooked", "he knows it, but before he exits Penny grabs his arm and\n\twhispers in his ear:", "Penny steps closer, focusing completely on the kid. Behind\n\ther, concert-goers throw a few woo-woos their way. She seems\n\tnot to hear them.", "Penny waist by her car, down the hill, sporting a different\n\tmore elegant look. She cups her hands and yells up to him.", "with Penny Lane -- across the room. She turns away, smiling,\n\tdisappears into the next room.", "hands delicately riding the sides of her body. A motorcycle\n\troars by, just outside the door, as Penny moves away from\n\tRussell's exploring hands.", "past a flickering television, onto Penny who silently and\n\tintently watches Russell as if he's a rare and beautiful bird.\n\tHe looks over at her - she turns away quickly. He goes back", "We hear Penny's giggle. Then the door opens, and it's Penny\n\tlooking ravishing. In the background, Russell sits shirtless", "Penny squeezes him. He <i>feels</i> cool... but the girl he really\n\twanted to stay in his room now joins Russell, disappearing" ], [ "Anita is stunned silent. She turns slightly to look at herself\n\tin a hall mirror, searching for clues, implicating herself\n\timmediately.", "nudging her into his sister. Anita takes this as an aggressive\n\tact of love, and hugs her mother back. Tears stream down Mom's", "Anita reaches out to her brother. With the compassion of a\n\tsaint, she offers this:", "Anita looks back at the receding American Gothic-image of her\n\tmother and brother. Sister waves to brother. She feels for\n\thim. Music now shifts to The Who's \"Sparks.\"", "ANITA (cont'd)\n\t\t\t<i>Then</i> it was celebrating Christmas on a\n\t\t\tday in September When you knew it\n\t\t\twouldn't be \"commercialized.\"", "She's almost to her bedroom down the hall when mom catches\n\ther. We now discover ANITA, 16, up-close. She is an alluring\n\tyoung Natalie Wood, with a suspicious and sunny smile.", "12 INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY\t\t\t\t\t\t12\n\n\tAnita stands in the living room. The song continues playing\n\ton the stereo.", "ANITA\n\t\t\t\t(resigned)\n\t\t\tI'll deal with her.", "ELAINE (cont'd)\n\t\t\tAnita, is that you?\n\n\t\t\t\t\tANITA'S VOICE\n\t\t\tHey Mom! I already ate.", "This is the booty Anita didn't want to give up. Mom picks at\n\tthe corner of an album cover now visible under her jacket.", "William whistles again. Mom meets them at the door. She looks\n\tat her trashed son who has finally come home. For the first\n\ttime, she hugs Anita first, and it's not lost on Anita.", "Anita shakes hands with Mom, and exits. As the car takes off:\n\n\t\t\t\t\tELAINE\n\t\t\tShe'll be back.", "ANITA\n\t\t\tOne day you'll be cool.\n\n\tHe nods stoically, hopefully. He is utterly lost. She leans\n\tforward and whispers in his ear.", "ANITA\n\t\t\tMom. It's <i>time.</i>", "with colorful unorthodox artifacts from her home. These earnest\n\tcity college students listen to her. But she cannot continue.\n\tThere is a thundering upset inside her.", "Anita takes a breath and then out of her mouth comes the\n\tstrangled-sounding words of a kid swearing at her parent for\n\tthe first time.", "Anita turns and heads towards them. She focuses on William,\n\tplacing her hands on his young shoulders. Her face is very\n\tclose to him now, as she delivers this sage prediction of the\n\tfuture.", "SHOT MOVES IN ON ELAINE\n\n\twho feels a very particular kind of loneliness. It's the\n\tloneliness she got married, and then raised a family, to escape.", "William watches sadly. Anita's good-looking boyfriend DARRYL,\n\ta dead ringer for young Stephen Stills, loads her suitcases", "ANITA\n\t\t\t(bleeding for her brother)\n\t\t\t<i>A Narcotics Officer!</i>" ], [ "William whistles again. Mom meets them at the door. She looks\n\tat her trashed son who has finally come home. For the first\n\ttime, she hugs Anita first, and it's not lost on Anita.", "Anita looks back at the receding American Gothic-image of her\n\tmother and brother. Sister waves to brother. She feels for\n\thim. Music now shifts to The Who's \"Sparks.\"", "Mom stifles a cough. William nods to Darryl, who reverentially\n\tdrops the needle with a thud. Mom is trapped, as we listen to", "Anita turns and heads towards them. She focuses on William,\n\tplacing her hands on his young shoulders. Her face is very\n\tclose to him now, as she delivers this sage prediction of the\n\tfuture.", "William watches sadly. Anita's good-looking boyfriend DARRYL,\n\ta dead ringer for young Stephen Stills, loads her suitcases", "This is the booty Anita didn't want to give up. Mom picks at\n\tthe corner of an album cover now visible under her jacket.", "Fifteen concert-goers turn around instinctively, at the sound\n\tof a Mother, and then identify William as the object of her\n\tconcern. All around him, we hear:", "William watches wistfully. He moves away from his mother.\n\tShe pulls him closer. Shot moves in on his slightly fearful\n\tface.", "ANITA\n\t\t\tWilliam?\n\n\tHe looks at her. He feels like he's on Mars, and she looks\n\tlike a Martian.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tI don't hate her.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tANITA\n\t\t\t\t(to William)\n\t\t\tYou don't even know the truth!", "Nearby, William squirms as he watches the gently escalating\n\tconversation. Anita glances at her brother. He silently\n\turges her to downshift. She can't.", "Anita gasps. Ever the peacemaker, William weighs in. Nearby\n\tis a poster - \"No More War.\"\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\tMom --", "silent static... and then... the opening notes of Led Zeppelin's\n\t\"Stairway to Heaven.\" William gives his Mother the album\n\tcover's inner-sleeve with lyrics.", "Mom drives William to the San Diego Sports Arena. She looks\n\tout the window at the adrenalized concert-goers. She feels", "William jumps into the backseat of the white Ford Country Sedan\n\tstation wagon, carrying books. (\"See ya pubes!\") Mom continues\n\tdriving William and Anita home from school.", "ANITA\n\t\t\tAnd when he rebels in some strange and\n\t\t\todd way, don't blame me.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\t... am I?", "Then Russell turns, sensing something missing. William. All\n\tnow stop and turn. Still shell-shocked, they summon a pre-\n\toccupied but heartfelt goodbye. William waves. Music\n\tcontinues.", "Anita runs down the hall to her room. Elaine turns to William,\n\trelating to him more as a fellow parent than a child.", "ANITA\n\t\t\tYou put too much pressure on him!\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(apprehensive)\n\t\t\tHow... old...", "William watches from his bus bunk at the back, head on elbow.\n\tLooking up, he sees the rhythmic motion of bodies on the\n\tmattress above him, as music continues." ], [ "William, now 15, sits in class with book, <i>Adventures in\n\tJournalism.</i> His hair is shoulder-length. A dedicated teacher,", "WILLIAM (cont'd)\n\t\t\t\t(rehearsed)", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tActually I'm 16.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tMom. I'm 15.\n\t\t\t\t(beat, vague panic)\n\t\t\tRight?", "William nods and continues his work, self-consciously, as Darryl\n\tsits on his bed and soaks in the memories of the room. A long\n\tmoment passes. Darryl pats his thighs, and rises.", "William is a bundle of nerves and exhaustion now. Embarrassed\n\tand frustrated.", "William locks the door. He reaches under his bed. It's a\n\tblack leatherette travel bag, with tartan design. He unzips", "Anita turns and heads towards them. She focuses on William,\n\tplacing her hands on his young shoulders. Her face is very\n\tclose to him now, as she delivers this sage prediction of the\n\tfuture.", "57 INT. WILLIAM'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT\t\t\t\t57", "William exits as a crush of Partygoers arrives. He doesn't\n\tknow where she is. He takes off to examine the cabs stuck in\n\ttraffic. Song continues.", "William is swept out in the chaos of the pre-show ritual,\n\tpast the pile of luggage by the door. It's a colorful heap of", "An empty Heineken beer bottle rolls up and down the aisle,\n\ttaking us to William. William picks up the bottle and places", "William weaves, exhausted, into the Stillwater press party at\n\tthis legendary New York nightspot. The Doorman, who checks\n\ti.d.s, sees the kid and expresses great doubt.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tYeah.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tRUSSELL\n\t\t\tThere you go. Still young enough to\n\t\t\tbe honest.", "Fifteen concert-goers turn around instinctively, at the sound\n\tof a Mother, and then identify William as the object of her\n\tconcern. All around him, we hear:", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(happy to be there)\n\t\t\tAlright.\n\n\tRussell places a beer in William's hands, and exits.", "William rises, gratefully. He shakes Jann's hand.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFACT CHECKER\n\t\t\t\t(pointed re: his age)\n\t\t\tYou can type.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(exiting)\n\t\t\tWait. I've got something to tell -\n\n\tBut he finds himself trailing Russell to the back room bar.", "William watches wistfully. He moves away from his mother.\n\tShe pulls him closer. Shot moves in on his slightly fearful\n\tface.", "then a blank space at the mirror, as the shot moves down, down,\n\tdown to find William. He is so much younger, without a zit in" ], [ "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\"That groupie?\" She was a <i>Band-Aid.</i>", "William inches into the realm of the girls at the top of the\n\tramp. The wind whips. It's just him, and two Groupies in", "Groupies watching his dilemma from the top of the ramp. They\n\tlook at him sympathetically, but he turns away. William rings", "They all applaud her, laughing. William watches her with\n\twonder, as she turns his way and winks. Jeff approaches the", "William sits with the band. Over Jeff's head, Penny hangs\n\tnearby, at the outskirts, drinking and dancing. They share a\n\tlook, feigning casualty.", "him just moments earlier, the groupies now feign disinterest.\n\tBracing himself, William rings again. The door opens slowly\n\tthis time. Scotty stands peering at him.", "William watches sadly. Anita's good-looking boyfriend DARRYL,\n\ta dead ringer for young Stephen Stills, loads her suitcases", "Silence. Penny passes and stands near William, smoothing her\n\tpass. They watch a new pack of groupies prowl the road-crew.", "Lusty laughs circle William. Overlapping this dialogue is the\n\tappearance of our friend Polexia.", "William walks through, looking for familiar faces. Overhead\n\twe hear Stillwater. \"If You Say Nothing.\" The party is filled\n\twith scenesters, long silver-haired glamsters, some British", "William is still being congratulated by his new peers. We see\n\thim woozy but beaming, as Allison the Fact Checker comes out", "of the band, the charismatic one. He's tired. They're late.\n\tWilliam recognizes him instantly, as the guitarist stretches.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(beat)\n\t\t\tYou slept with <i>Iggy Pop!?</i>\n\n\tShe says nothing.", "It hits her. She looks at William for a clue. His truthful\n\tface does not look away. Now she knows. She turns to the", "William waits anxiously to use the phone, keeping an eye on\n\tRussell. Russell is now strangely twisting/dancing with four\n\tgirls in the living room, as more cars arrive outside.", "maintaining eye contact with her except the one she now doesn't\n\tlook at. William. She blows out the candles, vamping Marilyn", "William studies Leslie, everyone saying hello to her, everyone\n\tknowing the subtext. Nobody saying a word. William pulls his", "The band moves quickly down the hallway, with William moving\n\tto keep up. A young and grizzled red-haired roadie, RED DOG,\n\tcatches them on the way. The band swarms around him.", "William is surrounded by them now. They stand together under the\n\tsingle lightbulb, familiar faces, a live-action album cover. JEFF", "William watches from his bus bunk at the back, head on elbow.\n\tLooking up, he sees the rhythmic motion of bodies on the\n\tmattress above him, as music continues." ], [ "PENNY LANE\n\t\t\tWe. Are not. \"Groupies.\"\n\n\tEstrella indicates Penny with great reverence.", "Penny speaks confidentially to him. If she is slightly bossy,\n\tit is only because she's good at logistics, emotional and\n\totherwise.", "PENNY LANE\n\t\t\t\"Groupies\" sleep with rock stars because\n\t\t\tthey want to be near someone famous.", "Rockers, and more than a few Groupies with lower-ambitions and\n\ttaller-platforms than Penny Lane. The feeling is communal,", "She chose us...\n\t\t\tAnd in Penny Lane we trust\n\t\t\tShe is a fan of this band.\n\t\t\tMuch more so than us.", "Silence. Penny passes and stands near William, smoothing her\n\tpass. They watch a new pack of groupies prowl the road-crew.", "PENNY\n\t\t\tShe always said - \"Marry Up.\" Marry\n\t\t\tsomeone <i>grand.</i> That's why she named\n\t\t\tme Lady.", "Penny squeezes him. He <i>feels</i> cool... but the girl he really\n\twanted to stay in his room now joins Russell, disappearing", "PENNY\n\t\t\tLeslie. Leslie. Leslie. Lesssssslie.", "In the background, Penny Lane irons Silent Ed's shirt.\n\tGrinning, she cuffs his shoulder. To the shirtless silent\n\tdrummer, waiting for his shirt.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\"That groupie?\" She was a <i>Band-Aid.</i>", "PENNY\n\t\t\tLeslie.\n\n\tRussell nods. The name is out in the open.", "But she continues, saying the name in a multitude of different\n\tways, in different accents, and with different degrees of\n\tindifference and passion and lust and play-acting and mock-\n\tdrama.", "PENNY LANE\n\t\t\tThis is our journalist friend.\n\t\t\tJournalist Friend, meet Estrella Starr,\n\t\t\tand Polexia Aphrodisia. And you are --", "William sits with the band. Over Jeff's head, Penny hangs\n\tnearby, at the outskirts, drinking and dancing. They share a\n\tlook, feigning casualty.", "hands delicately riding the sides of her body. A motorcycle\n\troars by, just outside the door, as Penny moves away from\n\tRussell's exploring hands.", "PENNY (cont'd)\n\t\t\tLeslie. Leslie. Leslie. Leslie.\n\t\t\tLeslie. Leslie. Leslie. Leslie.", "PENNY\n\t\t\tOkay. I got it. I think your name\n\t\t\tshould be Spencer, and mine will be\n\t\t\tJane.", "members of the band are present. Penny Lane takes a breath\n\tand enters, with arms extended and pointing in opposite\n\tdirections. She does a flawless stewardess imitation, with", "William sits on the backstage steps, writing feverishly in his\n\tnotebook. Behind him, two steps higher, Penny Lane scoots\n\tinto place." ], [ "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tYou guys -- you guys --\n\t\t\t\t(beat)\n\t\t\tYou're gonna be on the cover of <i>Rolling\n\t\t\tStone.</i>", "of life, that happens to be the very\n\t\t\ttopic of William's assignment -\n\t\t\t\t(cheerfully)\n\t\t\t- rock music. A band.", "William watches, facing the band from the jump seat of their\n\tlimousine, heading into New York. Up ahead, Manhattan looms,\n\tbeautiful and scary.", "William looks out the window at the sign: TONIGHT - SOLD OUT -\n\tBLACK SABBATH with special guest Stillwater.", "of the band, the charismatic one. He's tired. They're late.\n\tWilliam recognizes him instantly, as the guitarist stretches.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tHi. I'm William Miller and I'm here\n\t\t\tfrom <i>Creem</i> Magazine to interview the\n\t\t\tband Black Sabbath.", "ESTRELLA\n\t\t\tWilliam's room.\n\n\tINT. ROLLING STONE OFFICE -- NIGHT", "William with the band. He yawns, as the band breaks. Cleveland\n\tawaits. We follow Dick, who guides the band onto the stage", "They begin singing the then-current Dr. Hook and the Medicine\n\tShow hit, \"The Cover of the Rolling Stone\" to William.", "The band moves quickly down the hallway, with William moving\n\tto keep up. A young and grizzled red-haired roadie, RED DOG,\n\tcatches them on the way. The band swarms around him.", "William sits apart from all the others, under a tree. He reads\n\tintently, happily, as he eats the orange. It's a copy of <i>Creem</i>\n\tMagazine. Music continues.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t<i>Rolling Stone</i> is calling me. I don't\n\t\t\thave my key interview. I don't know\n\t\t\twhat to say.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(to Dick)\n\t\t\tHi, I'm a journalist. I write for <i>Creem</i>\n\t\t\tMagazine.", "William walks through, looking for familiar faces. Overhead\n\twe hear Stillwater. \"If You Say Nothing.\" The party is filled\n\twith scenesters, long silver-haired glamsters, some British", "William takes in the information, while regarding Ric's new\n\tcustom shirt, which features the words to Zeppelin's \"The Rain\n\tSong.\"", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tIt's a think-piece about a mid-level\n\t\t\tband grappling with their limitations\n\t\t\tin the face of the harsh glare of\n\t\t\tsuccess.", "William watches intently. Bangs thuds the needle onto a copy\n\tof <i>Raw Power.</i> We're rewarded with a blast of Iggy and the", "William sits with the band. Over Jeff's head, Penny hangs\n\tnearby, at the outskirts, drinking and dancing. They share a\n\tlook, feigning casualty.", "Ben Fong-Torres and David Felton look at William's new\n\tmanuscript with great interest.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFELTON\n\t\t\tRead me the opening line.", "William approaches Suite 702. The door is open. He hears new\n\tband voices, and sees new faces. MUSICIAN # 1 intercepts him." ], [ "INT. LESTER BANGS' BEDROOM -- NIGHT\n\n\tCrazy jazz is playing. Lester Bangs on the phone.", "William watches intently. Bangs thuds the needle onto a copy\n\tof <i>Raw Power.</i> We're rewarded with a blast of Iggy and the", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tAll I have to do is <i>listen.</i> That's\n\t\t\twhat Lester Bangs said.", "William watches, facing the band from the jump seat of their\n\tlimousine, heading into New York. Up ahead, Manhattan looms,\n\tbeautiful and scary.", "LESTER BANGS\n\t\t\t\t(pacing, assembling thoughts\n\t\t\twith his hands)", "The great Lester Bangs stands in the promotional album-clogged\n\tbedroom of his Birmingham, Michigan, home/office at <i>Creem</i>", "very brim. This is LESTER BANGS, 25, the rarely-seen God of a\n\tthen new art-form -- Rock Journalism. A Disc-jockey with long-", "William looks out the window at the sign: TONIGHT - SOLD OUT -\n\tBLACK SABBATH with special guest Stillwater.", "William walks through, looking for familiar faces. Overhead\n\twe hear Stillwater. \"If You Say Nothing.\" The party is filled\n\twith scenesters, long silver-haired glamsters, some British", "William sits apart from all the others, under a tree. He reads\n\tintently, happily, as he eats the orange. It's a copy of <i>Creem</i>\n\tMagazine. Music continues.", "LESTER BANGS\n\t\t\t\t(laughs, entertained)\n\t\t\tYou have starry eyes, my friend.", "Ben Fong-Torres and David Felton look at William's new\n\tmanuscript with great interest.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFELTON\n\t\t\tRead me the opening line.", "Mom drives William to the San Diego Sports Arena. She looks\n\tout the window at the adrenalized concert-goers. She feels", "Stooges' \"Search and Destroy.\" A closer shot on William now\n\twatching the whirlwind of anarchy inside. Lester does an Iggy", "<i>very close</i> with Lester Bangs.", "A blue school notebook, with ballpoint pen renderings of the\n\tnames of groups like the Who and Led Zeppelin, complete with\n\tcarefully drawn thunderbolts. Also, the name LESTER BANGS.", "Shot lingers on the face of William as he soaks in the most\n\tundeniably exciting moment of any concert, the first thirty\n\tseconds.", "William weaves, exhausted, into the Stillwater press party at\n\tthis legendary New York nightspot. The Doorman, who checks\n\ti.d.s, sees the kid and expresses great doubt.", "LESTER BANGS\n\t\t\tAw, man. <i>You made friends with them!</i>", "William's fingers work the clunky keys, pressing rewind. We\n\thear a snippet of the intense and lively Stillwater interview," ], [ "William watches sadly. Anita's good-looking boyfriend DARRYL,\n\ta dead ringer for young Stephen Stills, loads her suitcases", "ANITA\n\t\t\tWilliam?\n\n\tHe looks at her. He feels like he's on Mars, and she looks\n\tlike a Martian.", "ANITA\n\t\t\tThis is not my idea of a good time.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\tJust get me to my bed.", "Anita turns and heads towards them. She focuses on William,\n\tplacing her hands on his young shoulders. Her face is very\n\tclose to him now, as she delivers this sage prediction of the\n\tfuture.", "terminals. William stops. This is where he must part company.\n\tHe stands at the mouth of the next terminal, as the band", "Anita gasps. Ever the peacemaker, William weighs in. Nearby\n\tis a poster - \"No More War.\"\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\tMom --", "Song continues. William and Penny drag themselves through the\n\tairport. He guides her to the ticket counter. Penny wears", "It hits her. She looks at William for a clue. His truthful\n\tface does not look away. Now she knows. She turns to the", "William moves like a zombie through the airport, and collapses\n\tin a seat. He sits still in the crowded flow of human traffic.", "William walks alongside her plane, moving from terminal window\n\tto terminal window. Catching her glance again, he's picking\n\tup steam. What's she saying?", "ANITA\n\t\t\tHe's got no \"crowd\"... no friends...\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\tOkay!", "William whistles again. Mom meets them at the door. She looks\n\tat her trashed son who has finally come home. For the first\n\ttime, she hugs Anita first, and it's not lost on Anita.", "William jumps into the backseat of the white Ford Country Sedan\n\tstation wagon, carrying books. (\"See ya pubes!\") Mom continues\n\tdriving William and Anita home from school.", "Nearby, William squirms as he watches the gently escalating\n\tconversation. Anita glances at her brother. He silently\n\turges her to downshift. She can't.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tI don't hate her.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tANITA\n\t\t\t\t(to William)\n\t\t\tYou don't even know the truth!", "Now they really hug, Anita gulping back real tears. William\n\twatches them bonding over the oddest thing - his failure.", "Then Russell turns, sensing something missing. William. All\n\tnow stop and turn. Still shell-shocked, they summon a pre-\n\toccupied but heartfelt goodbye. William waves. Music\n\tcontinues.", "An empty Heineken beer bottle rolls up and down the aisle,\n\ttaking us to William. William picks up the bottle and places", "ANITA\n\t\t\tOne day you'll be cool.\n\n\tHe nods stoically, hopefully. He is utterly lost. She leans\n\tforward and whispers in his ear.", "ANITA\n\t\t\tYou put too much pressure on him!\n\n\t\t\t\t\tWILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(apprehensive)\n\t\t\tHow... old..." ], [ "Penny speaks confidentially to him. If she is slightly bossy,\n\tit is only because she's good at logistics, emotional and\n\totherwise.", "William now notices Penny standing nearby, picking at a salad\n\tfrom a paper dish. Looking at her, he lets loose with what he\n\tbelieves is a private confession.", "hands delicately riding the sides of her body. A motorcycle\n\troars by, just outside the door, as Penny moves away from\n\tRussell's exploring hands.", "Penny squeezes him. He <i>feels</i> cool... but the girl he really\n\twanted to stay in his room now joins Russell, disappearing", "Penny yawns too, it's catchy, and rises to visit the bathroom.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tPOLEXIA (cont'd)\n\t\t\tHey let's deflower the kid.", "with Penny Lane -- across the room. She turns away, smiling,\n\tdisappears into the next room.", "alluring Polexia, and goes to get her a beer. Meanwhile,\n\tPolexia sidles up to William. She sees him watching Penny at\n\tthe other side of the room.", "They both watch Penny Lane, sparkling, fresh from the pool.\n\tShe places hotel furniture into the shallow end and inviting\n\tall, even other curious hotel guests, to join them in the pool.", "past a flickering television, onto Penny who silently and\n\tintently watches Russell as if he's a rare and beautiful bird.\n\tHe looks over at her - she turns away quickly. He goes back", "foolish. He sits silently. William watches him from four\n\trows back, next to Penny. She kisses the top of his forehead,", "William holds Penny Lane, and keeps her moving. It's a sagging,\n\tmessy slow dance.", "Penny Lane settles into her seat on the airplane. She notices\n\tWilliam watching from the terminal window, and waves.", "William sits on the backstage steps, writing feverishly in his\n\tnotebook. Behind him, two steps higher, Penny Lane scoots\n\tinto place.", "We hear Penny's giggle. Then the door opens, and it's Penny\n\tlooking ravishing. In the background, Russell sits shirtless", "PENNY\n\t\t\t\"... you will be required to...\"\n\t\t\t\t(gives up)\n\t\t\tI'm tired.\n\n\tShe is very groggy, as he holds her.", "PENNY\n\t\t\tFamous people are just more interesting.\n\n\tHe looks at her. Even sitting on the can, she's elegant and\n\ttotally focused on him.", "There's no Morocco. There's never <i>been</i>\n\t\t\ta Morocco. There's not even a Penny", "Estrella and Polexia kiss each other playfully. William looks\n\tconfused. Across the room, Penny laughs, turns up the TV,\n\tblows him a kiss.", "Penny waist by her car, down the hill, sporting a different\n\tmore elegant look. She cups her hands and yells up to him.", "They are more glam, more trashy and less selective. They glare\n\tinsolently at Penny Lane. This is the future." ], [ "William's fingers work the clunky keys, pressing rewind. We\n\thear a snippet of the intense and lively Stillwater interview,", "William weaves, exhausted, into the Stillwater press party at\n\tthis legendary New York nightspot. The Doorman, who checks\n\ti.d.s, sees the kid and expresses great doubt.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t\t(voice now to deep)\n\t\t\tHow about Stillwater?", "William is still being congratulated by his new peers. We see\n\thim woozy but beaming, as Allison the Fact Checker comes out", "Russell and William sit in two large red-leatherette seats in\n\tthe hotel lobby. William shuffles through many pages of\n\tquestions written in small script. His tape recorder microphone\n\tsits balanced on the chair.", "William has his finger in his ear. The din if Stillwater's\n\tset now blots out all other noise. It is not the time to answer\n\tthis question.", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tNo, I'm fine. I'll just interview\n\t\t\tJeff Bebe some more.", "cord, as the magazines puff up into view. It's the new issue,\n\twith Russell Hammond on the cover. The title: Stillwater Runs", "It hits her. She looks at William for a clue. His truthful\n\tface does not look away. Now she knows. She turns to the", "William in the dressing room, eyes red with exhaustion, finally\n\tinterviewing Russell. He holds the mike stoically.", "The work of a journalist, as William sits at his Smith-Corona\n\tGalaxis. There is a knock at the window, and William scoots", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\tI'm here to interview Black Sabbath.\n\t\t\t\t(beat)\n\t\t\tI'm a journalist. I'm not a... you\n\t\t\tknow...", "Stillwater's \"Fever Dog\" plays from the t.v. radio. William\n\ton the bed, a thick local phone book on his lap. <i>His</i> hotel", "William walks through, looking for familiar faces. Overhead\n\twe hear Stillwater. \"If You Say Nothing.\" The party is filled\n\twith scenesters, long silver-haired glamsters, some British", "WILLIAM\n\t\t\t<i>Cleveland, Ohio?</i> Oh no no no. I gotta\n\t\t\tget my interview with Russell before", "Stillwater's own record spins, and it sounds good to everyone\n\tin this room. Russell takes a seat near the open mike. Jeff", "Everyone looks at William, who is speechless and confused.\n\tTheir congratulations stop on a dime. The fact checker can't\n\tresist twisting the knife a little.", "Ben Fong-Torres and David Felton look at William's new\n\tmanuscript with great interest.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFELTON\n\t\t\tRead me the opening line.", "William sits. Editors are feverishly discussing the next issue.\n\tThe big concerns of a national magazine are in the air.", "William, now 15, sits in class with book, <i>Adventures in\n\tJournalism.</i> His hair is shoulder-length. A dedicated teacher," ] ]

[ "Who takes william under her wing?", "Who is william contacted by? ", "Who did the band hires?", "Who chasea Penny back to her Hotel?", "Who was the conflicts between? ", "Who insults Penny?", "Who leave the group?", "Who purchases a ticket to Morocco?", "Who is the child prodigy this story is about?", "What is William's mother's marital status?", "What did Anita become after leaving home?", "What inspires William to be a Rock journalist?", "Who is the editor of Rolling Stone?", "What does Willian save Penny from?", "Why did Russle say William's story was not true?", "Where does William choose to go after his story is rejected?", "How did Penny trick Russel?", "Where does Penny purchase tickets to at the end of the story?", "After Anita left her home, what career did she pursue?", "What kind of music did William and Anitas mother forbid?", "William left home at the age of 15 to pursue what career?", "What was the name of the groupie that William befriended?", "What name does Penny prefer instead of \"Groupie\"?", "What band is William hired to write about for Rolling Stone magazine?", "What concert does Lester Bangs want William to review?", "When Anita finds William at the airport, what city does he ask her to take him to?", "What country does Penny fatasize about visiting?", "Who does William interview to set the record straight concerning his first article regarding Stillwater?" ]

[ [ "Feining.", "Feigning" ], [ "Ben Fong-Torres.", "Ben Fong-Torres." ], [ "Dennis. ", "Dennis a professional manager" ], [ "William. ", "William" ], [ "Jeff and RUSSELL.", "Jeff and Russell" ], [ "Jeff. ", "Jeff Bebe" ], [ "William.", "PENNY" ], [ "Penny.", "PENNY" ], [ "William Miller", "WILLIAM MILLER" ], [ "Widowed", "widowed" ], [ "A flight attendant ", "Flight attendant" ], [ "The rock albums left by his sister.", "rock albums" ], [ "Ben Fong-Torres", "Ben Fong-Torres" ], [ "Overdosing on quaaludes", "overdosing" ], [ "He did not want it to damage the band's image", "To protect the band's image " ], [ "Home to San Diago ", "San Diego (home)" ], [ "By giving him William's address instead of her own", "GAVE WILLIAMS ADDRESS INSTEAD" ], [ "Morocco", "Morocco." ], [ "Flight Attendant", "Flight attendant." ], [ "Rock Music", "ROCK N ROLL" ], [ "Rock Journalist", "A rock journalist." ], [ "Penny Lane", "Penny Lane" ], [ "Band-Aid", "Band-aid." ], [ "Stillwater", "A Black Sabbath concert." ], [ "Black Sabbath", "Black Sabbath concert" ], [ "San Diego", "San Diego" ], [ "Morroco", "Morrocco" ], [ "Russell Hammond", "Russell." ] ]

[ [ "STAGE. Gentlemen, have a little patience, they are e'en upon coming,\ninstantly. He that should begin the play, master Littlewit, the", "MRS. OVER. Brother, it is the preaching fellow: you shall suspect him.\nHe was at your t'other purse, you know! [_Seizes Overdo._]--Nay, stay,", "KNOCK. Gentlemen, these are very strange vapours, and very idle\nvapours, I assure you.\n\nQUAR. You are a very serious ass, we assure you.", "the author, as a forfeiture to the stage, and your laughter aforesaid.\nAs also such as shall so desperately, or ambitiously play the fool by", "SHARK. What, do you not know the author, fellow Filcher? You must take\nno money of him; he must come in gratis: master Littlewit is a\nvoluntary; he is the author.", "LEATH. _What, so malicious?\n Will ye murder me, masters both, in my own house?_\n\nCOKES. Ho! well acted, my drum, well acted, my pipe, well acted still!", "dwells about the hospital, and he has a very pretty part. But for the\nwhole play, will you have the truth on't?--I am looking, lest the poet", "LEATH. They are actors, sir, and as good as any, none dispraised, for\ndumb shows: indeed, I am the mouth of them all.", "LEATH. _Gentles, that no longer your expectations may wander,\n Behold our chief actor, amorous Leander.", "QUAR. This fellow's mad indeed: I am further off now than afore.\n\nOVER. I shall not breathe in peace till I have made him some amends.\n[_Aside._", "BRI. He is a fellow that is distracted, they say; one Troubleall: he\nwas an officer in the court of Pie-poudres here last year, and put out\nof his place by justice Overdo.", "EDG. Not yet, sir; except you would go with me and see it, it is not\nworth speaking on. The act is nothing without a witness. Yonder he is,", "LEATH. This is he, that acts young Leander, sir: he is extremely\nbeloved of the womenkind, they do so affect his action, the green", "OVER. Ay, the favouring of this licentious quality is the consumption\nof many a young gentleman; a pernicious enormity. [_Aside._\n\n_Re-enter LEATHERHEAD, with a basket._", "And because he would have their first meeting to be merry,\n He strikes Hero in love to him with a pint of sherry;\n Which he tells her from amorous Leander is sent her,", "is as proper an actor of his inches, and shakes his head like an\nhostler.", "LEATH. We stay but for master Littlewit, the author, who is gone for\nhis wife: and we begin presently.\n\nMRS. LIT. That's I, that's I.", "proctor, has a stitch new fallen in his black silk stocking; 'twill be\ndrawn up ere you can tell twenty: he plays one o' the Arches that", "COKES. Thou art in the right; I do not know myself.\n\nLEATH. No, I have entreated master Littlewit to take a little pains to\nreduce it to a more familiar strain for our people.", "KNOCK. Master Winwife, you are proud, methinks, you do not talk, nor\ndrink; are you proud?\n\nWINW. Not of the company I am in, sir, nor the place, I assure you." ], [ "[_Exit._\n\nQUAR. Look! who comes here: John Littlewit!\n\nWINW. And his wife, and my widow, her mother: the whole family.", "LEATH. We stay but for master Littlewit, the author, who is gone for\nhis wife: and we begin presently.\n\nMRS. LIT. That's I, that's I.", "[_Exeunt Littlewit and Mrs. Littlewit._\n\nLEATH. Let's away; I counsell'd you to pack up afore, Joan.", "have somewhat of the mother in me, you shall see: fetch her, fetch\nher--[_Exit Littlewit._] Ah! ah!", "MRS. OVER. Master Overdo shall thank her.\n\n[_Exit._\n\n_Re-enter URSULA, followed by LITTLEWIT, and MRS. LITTLEWIT._", "_Enter LITTLEWIT from URSULA'S booth, followed by MRS. LITTLEWIT._\n\nLIT. Do you hear, Win, Win?", "[_Discovers Mrs. Littlewit._\n\nLIT. O my wife, my wife, my wife!\n\nOVER. Is she your wife? _Redde te Harpocratem!_", "LIT. Win, have patience, Win, I'll tell you more anon.\n\n[_Exeunt, into the booth, Littlewit, Mrs. Littlewit, Busy, and\nPurecraft._", "[_Kisses her._\n\n_Enter WINWIFE._\n\nWINW. Why, how now, master Littlewit! measuring of lips, or moulding\nof kisses? which is it?", "WINW. But my taste, master Littlewit, tends to fruit of a later kind;\nthe sober matron, your wife's mother.", "[_Exit Mrs. Littlewit._]--What say you, gentlemen?", "QUAR. What do you call him? I knew divers of those Banburians when I\nwas in Oxford.\n\nWINW. Master Littlewit can tell us.", "WINW. None in the earth, master Littlewit.\n\n[_Kisses her._\n\nLIT. I envy no man my delicates, sir.", "WINW. No, master Littlewit, why?\n\nLIT. You are not mad enough.\n\nWINW. How! is madness a right course?", "WASPE. Ay, quickly, good mistress, I pray you; for I have both eggs on\nthe spit, and iron in the fire. [_Exit Mrs. Littlewit._]--Say what you\nmust have, good master Littlewit.", "COKES. A pretty little soul, this same mistress Littlewit, would I\nmight marry her!\n\nGRACE. So would I; or any body else, so I might 'scape you. [_Aside._", "[_Exeunt Littlewit and Mrs. Littlewit._\n\nTRASH. I think we are rid of our new customer, brother Leatherhead, we\nshall hear no more of him.", "EDG. [_to Mrs. Littlewit._] Madam, you are very welcome hither.\n\nKNOCK. Yes, and you shall see very good vapours.", "WASPE. Fie, fie, fie, by your leave, master Littlewit, this is scurvy,\nidle, foolish, and abominable, with all my heart; I do not like it.", "LIT. Ay, and Solomon too, Win, the more the merrier. Win, we'll leave\nRabbi Busy in a booth. [_Aside to Mrs. Littlewit._]--Solomon! my\ncloak." ], [ "COKES. Cannot a man's purse be at quiet for you in the master's\npocket, but you must entice it forth, and debauch it!\n\n[_Overdo is carried off._", "COKES. How now! what's here to do, friend? art thou the master of the\nmonuments?\n\nSHARK. 'Tis a motion, an't please your worship.", "COKES. Well, my masters, I'll leave him with you; now I see him\nbestowed, I'll go look for my goods, and Numps.", "COKES. [sings.] _Fa, la la la, la la la, fa, la la la!_ Nay, I'll put\nthee in tune and all; mine own country dance! Pray thee begin.", "COKES. Would I might lose my doublet, and hose, too, as I am an honest\nman, and never stir, if I think there be any thing but thieving and", "COKES. Two-pence! there's twelve-pence, friend: nay, I am a gallant,\nas simple as I look now; if you see me with my man about me, and my\nartillery again.", "COKES. Justice Overdo! dost thou know him? I lie there, he is my\nbrother-in-law, he married my sister: pray thee shew me the way; dost\nthou know the house?", "COKES. So I heard them say! Pray thee mind him not, fellow; he'll have\nan oar in every thing.", "COKES. Well then, we are quit for all. Come, sit down, Numps; I'll\ninterpret to thee: did you see mistress Grace? It's no matter,", "COKES. But where's their cunning now, when they should use it? they\nare all chain'd now, I warrant you. [_Sings._] _Youth, youth, thou", "COKES. Nay, so I will, I warrant you; let him catch this that catch\ncan. I would fain see him get this, look you here.", "[_Exit._\n\n_Re-enter COKES._", "COKES. Thou art in the right; I do not know myself.\n\nLEATH. No, I have entreated master Littlewit to take a little pains to\nreduce it to a more familiar strain for our people.", "COKES. Excellently well said, Fiddle, she'll ever be his goose, so\nhe'll be her gander; was't not so?\n\nLEATH. Yes, sir, but mark his answer now.", "QUAR. He will not allow of John's reading at any hand.\n\n_Enter COKES, MISTRESS OVERDO, and GRACE._", "COKES. Who would have missed this, sister?\n\nMRS. OVER. Not any body but Numps.\n\nCOKES. He does not understand.", "COKES. I warrant thee I will not hurt her, fellow; what, dost thou\nthink me uncivil? I pray thee be not jealous; I am toward a wife.", "COKES. That again, good ballad-man, that again. [_He sings the burden\nwith him._] O rare! I would fain rub mine elbow now, but I dare not", "COKES. O Lord! yes; as I am an honest man, I had it but e'en now, at\n_Youth, youth._\n\nNIGHT. I hope you suspect not me, sir?", "COKES. 'Twas but a little scurvy white money, hang it! it may hang the\ncut-purse one day. I have gold left to give thee a fairing yet, as" ], [ "GRACE. Faith, through a common calamity, he bought me, sir; and now he\nwill marry me to his wife's brother, this wise gentleman that you see;\nor else I must pay value o' my land.", "GRACE. Yes, faith, he has discovered it to you now, and therefore\n'twere vain to disguise it longer; I am yours, sir, by the benefit of\nyour fortune.", "GRACE. The place becomes him, methinks.\n\nOVER. My ward, mistress Grace, in the company of a stranger! I doubt I\nshall be compell'd to discover myself before my time. [_Aside._", "to the gentlewoman he shall marry, mistress Grace; but afore I will\nendure such another half day with him, I'll be drawn with a good", "Here's master Bartholomew Cokes, of Harrow o' the Hill, in the county\nof Middlesex, esquire, takes forth his license to marry mistress Grace", "GRACE. Sir, I will give myself no cause; I am so secure of mine own\nmanners, as I suspect not yours.\n\nQUAR. Look where John Littlewit comes.", "GRACE. Sure you think me a woman of an extreme levity, gentlemen, or a\nstrange fancy, that, meeting you by chance in such a place as this,", "GRACE. I desire to put it to no danger of protestation.\n\n[_Exeunt Grace and Winwife._\n\nQUAR. Palemon the word, and Winwife the man!", "GRACE. Gentlemen, this is no way that you take; you do but breed one\nanother trouble and offence, and give me no contentment at all. I am", "SCENE II.--_Another part of the Fair._\n\n_Enter GRACE, QUARLOUS, and WINWIFE, with their swords drawn._", "GRACE. Sir, here are two names written--\n\nTRO. Is justice Overdo one?", "Wellborn, of the said place and county: and when does he take it\nforth? to-day! the four and twentieth of August! Bartholomew-day!", "GRACE. See, here's our madman again.\n\n_Enter QUARLOUS, in TROUBLEALL'S clothes, followed by DAME PURECRAFT._", "GRACE. But you shall promise, gentlemen, not to be curious to know\nwhich of you it is, taken; but give me leave to conceal that, till you\nhave brought me either home, or where I may safely tender myself.", "GRACE. Let him alone, he is so busy he will never spy us.\n\nLEATH. Nay, good sir! [_To Cokes, who is handling the puppets._", "recovering the goods, and to save your estimation in him. I thank you,\nsir, for the gift of your ward, mistress Grace; look you, here is your", "QUAR. So I have heard. But how came you, mistress Wellborn, to be his\nward, or have relation to him at first?", "GRACE. If you both love me, as you pretend, your own reason will tell\nyou, but one can enjoy me: and to that point there leads a directer", "delicate brooches for the bridemen and all! and then I'll have this\npoesie put to them, _For the best grace_, meaning mistress Grace, my\nwedding poesie.", "QUAR. No matter what, a fortune-teller we have made him; which is it,\nwhich is it?\n\nGRACE. Nay, did you not promise not to inquire?" ], [ "Horace calls him) that could discover a justice of peace (and lately\nof the Quorum) under this covering. They may have seen many a fool in", "MRS. OVER. Yes, captain, though I am a justice of peace's wife, I do\nlove men of war, and the sons of the sword, when they come before my\nhusband.", "with a gentlewoman: 'tis true she is a justice of peace his wife, and\na gentlewoman of the hood, and his natural sister; but what may happen", "BRI. No, mistress, we'll have them both to justice Overdo, and let him\ndo over 'em as is fitting: then I, and my gossip Haggise, and my\nbeadle Pocher, are discharged.", "_LANTHORN LEATHERHEAD, JOAN TRASH, and others, sitting by their\nwares._\n\n_Enter JUSTICE OVERDO, at a distance, in disguise._", "OVER. The warrant that you tender, and respect so; Justice Overdo's. I\nam the man, friend Troubleall, though thus disguised (as the careful", "BRI. He is a fellow that is distracted, they say; one Troubleall: he\nwas an officer in the court of Pie-poudres here last year, and put out\nof his place by justice Overdo.", "GRACE. Sir, here are two names written--\n\nTRO. Is justice Overdo one?", "HAG. Before me, neighbour Bristle,--and now I think on't\nbetter,--justice Overdo is a very parantory person.", "WASPE. Upon my justice-hood! marry shite o' your hood: you'll commit!\nspoke like a true justice of peace's wife indeed, and a fine female\nlawyer! turd in your teeth for a fee, now.", "TRO. It must be justice Overdo's.\n\nKNOCK. I know, man; fetch the drink, Whit.", "GRACE. My wise guardian!\n\nEDG. Justice Overdo!\n\nOVER. It is time to take enormity by the forehead, and brand it; for I\nhave discovered enough.", "QUAR. Nay, come, mistress bride; you must do as I do, now. You must be\nmad with me, in truth. I have here justice Overdo for it.", "WINW. Faith, the sister comes after them well too.\n\nGRACE. Nay, if you saw the justice her husband, my guardian, you were\nfitted for the mess, he is such a wise one his way--", "TRO. Yes, justice Overdo's warrant, a man may get and lose with, I'll\nstand to't.", "LEATH. Go to, old Joan, I'll talk with you anon; and take you down\ntoo, afore justice Overdo: he is the man must charm you, I'll have you\nin the Pie-poudres.", "COKES. Justice Overdo! dost thou know him? I lie there, he is my\nbrother-in-law, he married my sister: pray thee shew me the way; dost\nthou know the house?", "the habit of a justice; but never till now, a justice in the habit of\na fool. Thus must we do though, that wake for the public good; and", "MRS. OVER. Why, gentlemen, why, gentlemen, I charge you upon my\nauthority, conserve the peace. In the king's name, and my husband's,", "BRI. Upon which he took an idle conceit, and is run mad upon't: so\nthat ever since he will do nothing but by justice Overdo's warrant; he" ], [ "LEATH. [_aside to Littlewit._] Call me not Leatherhead, but Lantern.\n\nLIT. Master Lantern, that gives light to the business.", "[_Exeunt Littlewit and Mrs. Littlewit._\n\nLEATH. Let's away; I counsell'd you to pack up afore, Joan.", "STAGE. Gentlemen, have a little patience, they are e'en upon coming,\ninstantly. He that should begin the play, master Littlewit, the", "Littlewit? what kind of actors have you? are they good actors?", "WINW. No, master Littlewit, why?\n\nLIT. You are not mad enough.\n\nWINW. How! is madness a right course?", "_Enter LITTLEWIT._", "WASPE. Fie, fie, fie, by your leave, master Littlewit, this is scurvy,\nidle, foolish, and abominable, with all my heart; I do not like it.", "LEATH. We stay but for master Littlewit, the author, who is gone for\nhis wife: and we begin presently.\n\nMRS. LIT. That's I, that's I.", "WASPE. By your leave, gentlemen, with all my heart to you; and God\ngive you good morrow!--master Littlewit, my business is to you: is\nthis license ready?", "SHARK. What, do you not know the author, fellow Filcher? You must take\nno money of him; he must come in gratis: master Littlewit is a\nvoluntary; he is the author.", "[_Exit._\n\nQUAR. Look! who comes here: John Littlewit!\n\nWINW. And his wife, and my widow, her mother: the whole family.", "LIT. Win, have patience, Win, I'll tell you more anon.\n\n[_Exeunt, into the booth, Littlewit, Mrs. Littlewit, Busy, and\nPurecraft._", "on two dice! Well, go thy ways, John Littlewit, proctor John\nLittlewit: one of the pretty wits of Paul's, the Littlewit of London,", "[_Exeunt Littlewit and Mrs. Littlewit._\n\nTRASH. I think we are rid of our new customer, brother Leatherhead, we\nshall hear no more of him.", "[_Walks aside._\n\nWINW. Do you hear! Jack Littlewit, what business does thy pretty head\nthink this fellow may have, that he keeps such a coil with?", "COKES. Thou art in the right; I do not know myself.\n\nLEATH. No, I have entreated master Littlewit to take a little pains to\nreduce it to a more familiar strain for our people.", "[_Kisses her._\n\n_Enter WINWIFE._\n\nWINW. Why, how now, master Littlewit! measuring of lips, or moulding\nof kisses? which is it?", "WINW. Sententious Numps! I never heard so much from him before.\n\nLEATH. Sure master Littlewit will not come; please you take your\nplace, sir; we'll begin.", "WASPE. Ay, quickly, good mistress, I pray you; for I have both eggs on\nthe spit, and iron in the fire. [_Exit Mrs. Littlewit._]--Say what you\nmust have, good master Littlewit.", "presented that to an eighteen or twenty pence audience, nine times in\nan afternoon. Your home-born projects prove ever the best, they are so\neasy and familiar; they put too much learning in their things now o'" ], [ "Ursla, with telling how her pig works; two and a half he eat to his\nshare; and he has drunk a pailful. He eats with his eyes, as well as\nhis teeth.", "LIT. [_gazing at the inscription._] This is fine verily. _Here be the\nbest pigs, and she does roast them as well as ever she did_, the pig's\nhead says.", "PURE. O brother Busy! your help here, to edify and raise us up in a\nscruple: my daughter Win-the-fight is visited with a natural disease\nof women, called a longing to eat pig.", "incident, it is natural, very natural: now pig, it is a meat, and a\nmeat that is nourishing and may be longed for, and so consequently", "Littlewit._] Child, my dear child, you shall eat pig; be comforted, my\nsweet child.", "LIT. Good mother, I pray you, that she may eat some pig, and her belly\nfull too; and do not you cast away your own child, and perhaps one of", "Old Ursula is cook, there you may read; [_points to the sign, a pig's\nhead, with a large writing under it._] the pig's head speaks it. Poor", "URS. Fie upon't: who would wear out their youth and prime thus, in\nroasting of pigs, that had any cooler vocation? hell's a kind of cold", "good gluttons. In, and set a couple o' pigs on the board, and half a\ndozen of the biggest bottles afore 'em, and call Whit. [_Exit", "WHIT. A delicate show-pig, little mistress, with shweet sauce, and\ncrackling, like de bay-leaf i' de fire, la! tou shalt ha' de clean", "OVER. Hence it is that the lungs of the tobacconist are rotted, the\nliver spotted, the brain smoked like the backside of the pig-woman's", "two or three to attend him, in as good equipage as you would wish. And\nthen for Kindheart the tooth-drawer, a fine oily pig-woman with her", "KNOCK. Mooncalf, entertain within there, the best pig in the booth, a\npork-like pig. These are Banbury-bloods, o' the sincere stud, come a", "eaten; it may be eaten; very exceeding well eaten; but in the Fair,\nand as a Bartholomew pig, it cannot be eaten; for the very calling it", "MRS. LIT. Yes, indeed, we have such a tedious life with him for his\ndiet, and his clothes too! he breaks his buttons, and cracks seams at\nevery saying he sobs out.", "KNOCK. A good vapour! will you sit down, sir? this is old Ursula's\nmansion; how like you her bower? Here you may have your punk and your\npig in state, sir, both piping hot.", "I think on't: by the public eating of swine's flesh, to profess our\nhate and loathing of Judaism, whereof the brethren stand tax'd. I will", "and in pleading for it thou dost plead for Baal. I have long opened my\nmouth wide, and gaped; I have gaped as the oyster for the tide, after", "BUSY. Verily, for the disease of longing, it is a disease, a carnal\ndisease, or appetite, incident to women; and as it is carnal and", "him for you, if you had but a surgeon ready to sear him. And mistress\nJustice there, is the goodest woman! she does so love them all over in" ], [ "QUAR. Nay, come, mistress bride; you must do as I do, now. You must be\nmad with me, in truth. I have here justice Overdo for it.", "OVER. Look you, there it is, and I deliver it as my deed again.\n\nQUAR. Let us now proceed in madness.\n\n[_Exeunt Quarlous and Dame Purecraft._", "MRS. OVER. So did I. I'll be sworn, brother; but now I see he is a\nlewd and pernicious enormity, as master Overdo calls him.", "MRS. OVER. Brother, it is the preaching fellow: you shall suspect him.\nHe was at your t'other purse, you know! [_Seizes Overdo._]--Nay, stay,", "MRS. OVER. He hath something of master Overdo, methinks, brother.\n\nCOKES. So methought, sister, very much of my brother Overdo: and 'tis\nwhen he speaks.", "it with mistress Overdo. But you do not take the right course, master\nWinwife.", "MRS. OVER. Why, Numps, in master Overdo's name, I charge you.\n\nWASPE. Good mistress Underdo, hold your tongue.", "OVER. The warrant that you tender, and respect so; Justice Overdo's. I\nam the man, friend Troubleall, though thus disguised (as the careful", "OVER. [_to Quarlous._] Then this is the true madman, and you are the\nenormity!\n\nQUAR. You are in the right: I am mad but from the gown outward.", "MRS. LIT. Must I put off my mask to him?\n\nEDG. O, by no means.\n\nMRS. LIT. How should my husband know me then?", "MRS. OVER. Master Overdo shall thank her.\n\n[_Exit._\n\n_Re-enter URSULA, followed by LITTLEWIT, and MRS. LITTLEWIT._", "MRS. OVER. Nay, good master Numps, do you shew discretion, though he\nbe exorbitant, as master Overdo says, and it be but for conservation\nof the peace.", "OVER. Master Winwife! I hope you have won no wife of her, sir; if you\nhave, I will examine the possibility of it, at fit leisure. Now, to my", "OVER. Well, in justice name, and the king's, and for the commonwealth!\ndefy all the world, Adam Overdo, for a disguise, and all story; for", "WINW. Pardon me, sir, I am a kinsman of hers.\n\nOVER. Are you so! of what name, sir?\n\nWINW. Winwife, sir.", "OVER. This latter disguise, I have borrow'd of a porter, shall carry\nme out to all my great and good ends; which however interrupted, were", "LIT. No! not concerning Win? look you, there she is, and drest, as I\ntold you she should be: hark you, sir, [_whispers him._] had you\nforgot?", "GRACE. The place becomes him, methinks.\n\nOVER. My ward, mistress Grace, in the company of a stranger! I doubt I\nshall be compell'd to discover myself before my time. [_Aside._", "_LANTHORN LEATHERHEAD, JOAN TRASH, and others, sitting by their\nwares._\n\n_Enter JUSTICE OVERDO, at a distance, in disguise._", "MRS. OVER. I cannot with modesty speak it out, but--\n\n[_Whispers him._" ], [ "MRS. OVER. [_waking_] O, lend me a bason, I am sick, I am sick!\nwhere's master Overdo? Bridget, call hither my Adam.\n\nOVER. How!", "OVER. This is the very womb and bed of enormity! gross as herself!\nthis must all down for enormity, all, every whit on't. [_Aside._\n\n[_Knocking within._", "QUAR. Out upon her, how she drips! she's able to give a man the\nsweating sickness with looking on her.", "URS. What, is her husband gone?\n\nKNOCK. On his false gallop, Urse, away.", "MRS. OVER. A little distempered with these enormities. Shall I entreat\na courtesy of you, captain?\n\nWHIT. Entreat a hundred, velvet voman, I vill do it, shpeak out.", "WHIT. Good fait now, Ursula's ale and acqua-vitæ ish to blame for't;\nshit down, shweet-heart, shit down and sleep a little.", "QUAR. She'll make excellent geer for the coach-makers here in\nSmithfield, to anoint wheels and axletrees with.\n\n[_She drinks this while._", "LIT. Yes, sir, and as soon as you can; for it must be, sir: you see\nthe danger my little wife is in, sir.", "KNOCK. An excellent right hypocrite! now his belly is full, he falls a\nrailing and kicking, the jade. A very good vapour! I'll in, and joy", "MRS. LIT. Yes, indeed, we have such a tedious life with him for his\ndiet, and his clothes too! he breaks his buttons, and cracks seams at\nevery saying he sobs out.", "OVER. Alas, poor wretch! how it yearns my heart for him! [_Aside._", "KNOCK. Hang the author's wife, a running vapour! here be ladies will\nstay for ne'er a Delia of them all.", "[They kick her.\n\nPUP. HERO. _O my haunches, O my haunches, hold, hold._", "KNOCK. Nay then, vapours upon vapours.\n\n[_They fight._\n\n_Re-enter URSULA, with the dripping-pan._", "Now as he is beating to make the dye take the fuller,\n Who chances to come by, but fair Hero in a sculler;\n And seeing Leander's naked leg and goodly calf,", "MRS. LIT. Lord, what a fool have I been!\n\nWHIT. Mend then, and do every ting like a lady hereafter; never know\nty husband from another man.", "[_He is shamed and silenced._\n\nWHIT. Dy very own wife, i'fait, worshipful Adam.", "QUAR. She seems to be discreet, and as sober as she is handsome.\n\nWINW. Ay, and if you mark her, what a restrained scorn she casts upon\nall his behaviour and speeches!", "LEATH. _This while young Leander with fair Hero is drinking,\n And Hero grown drunk to any man's thinking!\n Yet was it not three pints of sherry could flaw her,", "MRS. OVER. I cannot with modesty speak it out, but--\n\n[_Whispers him._" ], [ "[_Seems to swoon._\n\n_Re-enter LITTLEWIT with DAME PURECRAFT._", "WIN-THE-FIGHT LITTLEWIT.\nDAME PURECRAFT, _her Mother, and a Widow._\nDAME OVERDO.", "[_Exeunt Haggise and Watch._\n\n_Enter DAME PURECRAFT._\n\nPURE. O me, in the stocks! have the wicked prevail'd?", "LEATH. We stay but for master Littlewit, the author, who is gone for\nhis wife: and we begin presently.\n\nMRS. LIT. That's I, that's I.", "OVER. Look you, there it is, and I deliver it as my deed again.\n\nQUAR. Let us now proceed in madness.\n\n[_Exeunt Quarlous and Dame Purecraft._", "[_Kisses her._\n\n_Enter WINWIFE._\n\nWINW. Why, how now, master Littlewit! measuring of lips, or moulding\nof kisses? which is it?", "_Enter DAME PURECRAFT._\n\nPURE. Brother Zeal-of-the-land! what shall we do? my daughter\nWin-the-fight is fallen into her fit of longing again.", "LEATH. [_aside to Littlewit._] Call me not Leatherhead, but Lantern.\n\nLIT. Master Lantern, that gives light to the business.", "WASPE. Fie, fie, fie, by your leave, master Littlewit, this is scurvy,\nidle, foolish, and abominable, with all my heart; I do not like it.", "COKES. A pretty little soul, this same mistress Littlewit, would I\nmight marry her!\n\nGRACE. So would I; or any body else, so I might 'scape you. [_Aside._", "QUAR. What do you call him? I knew divers of those Banburians when I\nwas in Oxford.\n\nWINW. Master Littlewit can tell us.", "[_Exeunt Littlewit and Mrs. Littlewit._\n\nLEATH. Let's away; I counsell'd you to pack up afore, Joan.", "WASPE. By your leave, gentlemen, with all my heart to you; and God\ngive you good morrow!--master Littlewit, my business is to you: is\nthis license ready?", "[_Exit._\n\nQUAR. Look! who comes here: John Littlewit!\n\nWINW. And his wife, and my widow, her mother: the whole family.", "MRS. OVER. Master Overdo shall thank her.\n\n[_Exit._\n\n_Re-enter URSULA, followed by LITTLEWIT, and MRS. LITTLEWIT._", "WINW. No, master Littlewit, why?\n\nLIT. You are not mad enough.\n\nWINW. How! is madness a right course?", "GRACE. Sir, I will give myself no cause; I am so secure of mine own\nmanners, as I suspect not yours.\n\nQUAR. Look where John Littlewit comes.", "SHARK. What, do you not know the author, fellow Filcher? You must take\nno money of him; he must come in gratis: master Littlewit is a\nvoluntary; he is the author.", "GRACE. See, here's our madman again.\n\n_Enter QUARLOUS, in TROUBLEALL'S clothes, followed by DAME PURECRAFT._", "_Enter RABBI BUSY, DAME PURECRAFT, JOHN LITTLEWIT, and MRS.\nLITTLEWIT._" ], [ "WASPE. We have been but a day and a half in town, gentlemen, 'tis\ntrue; and yesterday in the afternoon we walked London to shew the city", "WHIT. But hear me now, here ish one o' de ladish ashleep, stay till\nshee but vake, man.\n\n_Enter WASPE._", "WASPE. What the mischief do you come with her; or she with you?\n\nCOKES. We came all to seek you, Numps.", "WASPE. Why so, there's all the feeling he has!\n\nMRS. OVER. I pray you, have a better care of that, brother.", "WASPE. Why, a pox o' your box, once again! let your little wife stale\nin it, an she will. Sir, I would have you to understand, and these\ngentlemen too, if they please--", "WASPE. Pardon me, sir, neither they nor you can apprehend me yet. You\nare an ass.--I have a young master, he is now upon his making and", "WASPE. I have no reason, nor I will hear of no reason, nor I will look\nfor no reason, and he is an ass that either knows any, or looks for't\nfrom me.", "[_Takes Waspe aside as he is going out._\n\nWASPE. I'll not be guilty, I, gentlemen.", "WASPE. Like enough! I shall say any thing, I!\n\n_Enter EDGWORTH, NIGHTINGALE and People, followed, at a distance, by\nOVERDO._", "WASPE. I believe you lie; if you do, I'll have my money again, and\nbeat you.\n\nMRS. LIT. Numps is come!", "WASPE. How now, friends! what's here to do?\n\nFILCH. Two-pence apiece, sir, the best motion in the Fair.", "WASPE. What an I were! so I am still, and yet I will stay too; meddle\nyou with your match, your Win there, she has as little wit as her\nhusband, it seems: I have others to talk to.", "WASPE. Fie, fie, fie, by your leave, master Littlewit, this is scurvy,\nidle, foolish, and abominable, with all my heart; I do not like it.", "WASPE. You do not know the inconvenience, gentlemen, you persuade to,\nnor what trouble I have with him in these humours. If he go to the", "WASPE. Why, I say nay to't.\n\nQUAR. O, there he is.\n\nKNOCK. To what do you say nay, sir?", "QUAR. No! why, then?\n\nWASPE. It's no matter why; you see with your eyes now, what I said to\nyou to-day: you'll believe me another time?", "WASPE. Nay, he knows too well I will not leave him, and that makes him\npresume: Well, sir, will you go now? if you have such an itch in your", "WASPE. Good master Hornet, turd in your teeth, hold you your tongue:\ndo not I know you? your father was a 'pothecary, and sold clysters,", "WASPE. Marry gip, goody She-justice, mistress Frenchhood! turd in your\nteeth, and turd in your Frenchhood's teeth too, to do you service, do", "WASPE. How!\n\nQUAR. 'Tis true, Numps.\n\nWASPE. I'll be hang'd then." ], [ "[_Exeunt Littlewit and Mrs. Littlewit._\n\nLEATH. Let's away; I counsell'd you to pack up afore, Joan.", "WASPE. By your leave, gentlemen, with all my heart to you; and God\ngive you good morrow!--master Littlewit, my business is to you: is\nthis license ready?", "LEATH. We stay but for master Littlewit, the author, who is gone for\nhis wife: and we begin presently.\n\nMRS. LIT. That's I, that's I.", "[_Exit._\n\nQUAR. Look! who comes here: John Littlewit!\n\nWINW. And his wife, and my widow, her mother: the whole family.", "WINW. No, master Littlewit, why?\n\nLIT. You are not mad enough.\n\nWINW. How! is madness a right course?", "[_Walks aside._\n\nWINW. Do you hear! Jack Littlewit, what business does thy pretty head\nthink this fellow may have, that he keeps such a coil with?", "LEATH. [_aside to Littlewit._] Call me not Leatherhead, but Lantern.\n\nLIT. Master Lantern, that gives light to the business.", "LIT. Win, you see 'tis in fashion to go to the Fair, Win; we must to\nthe Fair too, you and I, Win. I have an affair in the Fair, Win, a", "LIT. Win, have patience, Win, I'll tell you more anon.\n\n[_Exeunt, into the booth, Littlewit, Mrs. Littlewit, Busy, and\nPurecraft._", "WASPE. Fie, fie, fie, by your leave, master Littlewit, this is scurvy,\nidle, foolish, and abominable, with all my heart; I do not like it.", "STAGE. Gentlemen, have a little patience, they are e'en upon coming,\ninstantly. He that should begin the play, master Littlewit, the", "the foul i' the Fair, I mean all the dirt in Smithfield,--that's one\nof master Littlewit's carwhitchets now--will be thrown at our banner", "LEATH. Cry you mercy, sir; will you buy a fiddle to fill up your\nnoise?\n\n_Re-enter LITTLEWIT and his Wife._", "[_Exeunt Littlewit and Mrs. Littlewit._\n\nTRASH. I think we are rid of our new customer, brother Leatherhead, we\nshall hear no more of him.", "QUAR. What do you call him? I knew divers of those Banburians when I\nwas in Oxford.\n\nWINW. Master Littlewit can tell us.", "WINW. Sententious Numps! I never heard so much from him before.\n\nLEATH. Sure master Littlewit will not come; please you take your\nplace, sir; we'll begin.", "WASPE. Ay, quickly, good mistress, I pray you; for I have both eggs on\nthe spit, and iron in the fire. [_Exit Mrs. Littlewit._]--Say what you\nmust have, good master Littlewit.", "LIT. Was not this shilling well ventured, Win, for our liberty? now we\nmay go play, and see over the Fair, where we list ourselves: my mother\nis gone after him, and let her e'en go, and lose us.", "days: and that I fear will be the spoil of this. Littlewit! I say,\nMicklewit! if not too mickle! look to your gathering there, goodman\nFilcher.", "WINW. Ay, and offer to marry her! Well, I will leave the chase of my\nwidow for to-day, and directly to the Fair. These flies cannot, this\nhot season, but engender us excellent creeping sport." ], [ "LIT. Win, you see 'tis in fashion to go to the Fair, Win; we must to\nthe Fair too, you and I, Win. I have an affair in the Fair, Win, a", "WINW. No, master Littlewit, why?\n\nLIT. You are not mad enough.\n\nWINW. How! is madness a right course?", "[_Exeunt Littlewit and Mrs. Littlewit._\n\nLEATH. Let's away; I counsell'd you to pack up afore, Joan.", "[_Walks aside._\n\nWINW. Do you hear! Jack Littlewit, what business does thy pretty head\nthink this fellow may have, that he keeps such a coil with?", "the foul i' the Fair, I mean all the dirt in Smithfield,--that's one\nof master Littlewit's carwhitchets now--will be thrown at our banner", "[_Exit._\n\nQUAR. Look! who comes here: John Littlewit!\n\nWINW. And his wife, and my widow, her mother: the whole family.", "WASPE. How now, friends! what's here to do?\n\nFILCH. Two-pence apiece, sir, the best motion in the Fair.", "LEATH. We stay but for master Littlewit, the author, who is gone for\nhis wife: and we begin presently.\n\nMRS. LIT. That's I, that's I.", "WASPE. By your leave, gentlemen, with all my heart to you; and God\ngive you good morrow!--master Littlewit, my business is to you: is\nthis license ready?", "WASPE. Fie, fie, fie, by your leave, master Littlewit, this is scurvy,\nidle, foolish, and abominable, with all my heart; I do not like it.", "LEATH. [_aside to Littlewit._] Call me not Leatherhead, but Lantern.\n\nLIT. Master Lantern, that gives light to the business.", "Littlewit._] Child, my dear child, you shall eat pig; be comforted, my\nsweet child.", "days: and that I fear will be the spoil of this. Littlewit! I say,\nMicklewit! if not too mickle! look to your gathering there, goodman\nFilcher.", "LIT. Was not this shilling well ventured, Win, for our liberty? now we\nmay go play, and see over the Fair, where we list ourselves: my mother\nis gone after him, and let her e'en go, and lose us.", "LEATH. Cry you mercy, sir; will you buy a fiddle to fill up your\nnoise?\n\n_Re-enter LITTLEWIT and his Wife._", "[_Exeunt Littlewit and Mrs. Littlewit._\n\nTRASH. I think we are rid of our new customer, brother Leatherhead, we\nshall hear no more of him.", "LIT. Win, have patience, Win, I'll tell you more anon.\n\n[_Exeunt, into the booth, Littlewit, Mrs. Littlewit, Busy, and\nPurecraft._", "WINW. Ay, and offer to marry her! Well, I will leave the chase of my\nwidow for to-day, and directly to the Fair. These flies cannot, this\nhot season, but engender us excellent creeping sport.", "QUAR. What do you call him? I knew divers of those Banburians when I\nwas in Oxford.\n\nWINW. Master Littlewit can tell us.", "are the wares of devils, and the whole Fair is the shop of Satan: they\nare hooks and baits, very baits, that are hung out on every side, to" ], [ "[_Exeunt Quarlous and Winwife._\n\nTRASH. [_runs in._] What's the matter?\n\nOVER. Goodly woman!", "you before, Win, and may perhaps be our father, Win: they'll do you no\nharm, Win; they are both our worshipful good friends. Master Quarlous!", "QUAR. A man that has but a spoonful of brain would think\nso.--Farewell, John.\n\n[_Exeunt Quarlous and Winwife._", "WINW. Ay, master Quarlous, are you proffering! [_Aside._\n\nGRACE. You'd bring but little aid, sir.", "LIT. I say nothing, but I wink upon Win. You have a friend, one master\nQuarlous, comes here sometimes.\n\nWINW. Why, he makes no love to her, does he?", "WINW. With all our hearts, sir.\n\nWASPE. That I have a charge, gentlemen.\n\nLIT. They do apprehend, sir.", "[_Exeunt Haggise and Bristle._\n\n_Enter QUARLOUS and WINWIFE._", "LIT. O Win, fie, what do you mean, Win? be womanly, Win; make an\noutcry to your mother, Win! master Quarlous is an honest gentleman,", "QUAR. Do not deny it, you are a cut-purse, sir, this gentleman here\nand I saw you: nor do we mean to detect you, though we can", "WASPE. Yes, then he may both laugh and hope in any sort, an't please\nhim.\n\nQUAR. Faith, and I will then, for it doth please me exceedingly.", "[_They advance to the booth._\n\nKNOCK. Welcome, master Quarlous, and master Winwife; will you take any\nfroth and smoke with us?", "WASPE. How! I, I look like a cut-purse? death! your sister's a\ncut-purse! and your mother and father, and all your kin were", "QUAR. My roarer is turn'd tapster, methinks. Now were a fine time for\nthee, Winwife, to lay aboard thy widow, thou'lt never be master of a", "WINWIFE, _his rival, a Gentleman._\nTOM QUARLOUS, _companion to WINWIFE, a Gamester._", "GRACE. I desire to put it to no danger of protestation.\n\n[_Exeunt Grace and Winwife._\n\nQUAR. Palemon the word, and Winwife the man!", "WASPE. Fie, fie, fie, by your leave, master Littlewit, this is scurvy,\nidle, foolish, and abominable, with all my heart; I do not like it.", "[_Takes Waspe aside as he is going out._\n\nWASPE. I'll not be guilty, I, gentlemen.", "QUAR. No! why, then?\n\nWASPE. It's no matter why; you see with your eyes now, what I said to\nyou to-day: you'll believe me another time?", "QUAR. Ha, ha, ha!\n\nWASPE. Why do you laugh, sir?\n\nQUAR. Sir, you'll allow me my christian liberty; I may laugh, I hope.", "WASPE. Nay, an you begin to quarrel, gentlemen, I'll leave you. I have\npaid for quarrelling too lately: look you, a device, but shifting in a\nhand for a foot. God be wi' you." ], [ "WASPE. Pardon me, sir, neither they nor you can apprehend me yet. You\nare an ass.--I have a young master, he is now upon his making and", "[_Takes Waspe aside as he is going out._\n\nWASPE. I'll not be guilty, I, gentlemen.", "[_Some of the Watch seize Waspe, and carry him off._", "WASPE. What the mischief do you come with her; or she with you?\n\nCOKES. We came all to seek you, Numps.", "WHIT. But hear me now, here ish one o' de ladish ashleep, stay till\nshee but vake, man.\n\n_Enter WASPE._", "WASPE. Why so, there's all the feeling he has!\n\nMRS. OVER. I pray you, have a better care of that, brother.", "WASPE. Why, a pox o' your box, once again! let your little wife stale\nin it, an she will. Sir, I would have you to understand, and these\ngentlemen too, if they please--", "WASPE. Marry gip, goody She-justice, mistress Frenchhood! turd in your\nteeth, and turd in your Frenchhood's teeth too, to do you service, do", "WASPE. I have no reason, nor I will hear of no reason, nor I will look\nfor no reason, and he is an ass that either knows any, or looks for't\nfrom me.", "WASPE. I'll have nothing confest that concerns me. I am not in the\nright, nor never was in the right, nor never will be in the right,\nwhile I am in my right mind.", "WASPE. I believe you lie; if you do, I'll have my money again, and\nbeat you.\n\nMRS. LIT. Numps is come!", "WASPE. Od's so, you have the selling of him! What are they, will they\nbe bought for love or money?\n\nTRASH. No indeed, sir.", "WASPE. How!\n\nQUAR. 'Tis true, Numps.\n\nWASPE. I'll be hang'd then.", "WASPE. Upon my justice-hood! marry shite o' your hood: you'll commit!\nspoke like a true justice of peace's wife indeed, and a fine female\nlawyer! turd in your teeth for a fee, now.", "WASPE. Good master Hornet, turd in your teeth, hold you your tongue:\ndo not I know you? your father was a 'pothecary, and sold clysters,", "QUAR. No! why, then?\n\nWASPE. It's no matter why; you see with your eyes now, what I said to\nyou to-day: you'll believe me another time?", "WASPE. How! I, I look like a cut-purse? death! your sister's a\ncut-purse! and your mother and father, and all your kin were", "WASPE. No, the shop; buy the whole shop, it will be best, the shop,\nthe shop!\n\nLEATH. If his worship please.", "WASPE. How now, friends! what's here to do?\n\nFILCH. Two-pence apiece, sir, the best motion in the Fair.", "WASPE. I would the stocks were about your neck, sir; condition I hung\nby the heels in them till the wonder were off from you, with all my\nheart." ], [ "LIT. Yes, sir; Zeal-of-the-land Busy.\n\nWINW. How! what a name's there!", "BUSY. I do obey thee; the lion may roar, but he cannot bite. I am glad\nto be thus separated from the heathen of the land, and put apart in\nthe stocks, for the holy cause.", "BUSY. Thou art a halting neutral; stay him there, stop him, that will\nnot endure the heat of persecution.\n\nBRI. How now, what's the matter?", "BUSY. Nor he me, with his treble creeking, though he creek like the\nchariot wheels of Satan; I am zealous for the cause--\n\nLEATH. As a dog for a bone.", "BUSY. The sin of the Fair provokes me, I cannot be silent.\n\nPURE. Good brother Zeal!\n\nLEATH. Sir, I'll make you silent, believe it.", "morrices, and such profane feasts and meetings. His christian-name is\nZeal-of-the-land.", "BUSY. One that rejoiceth in his affliction, and sitteth here to\nprophesy the destruction of fairs and May-games, wakes and", "JOHN LITTLEWIT, _a Proctor._\nZEAL-OF-THE-LAND BUSY, _Suitor to DAME PURECRAFT, a Banbury Man._", "BUSY. We are delivered by miracle; fellow in fetters, let us not\nrefuse the means; this madness was of the spirit: the malice of the\nenemy hath mock'd itself.", "LEATH. Sir, here's no man afraid of you, or your cause. You shall\nswear it in the stocks, sir.\n\nBUSY. I will thrust myself into the stocks, upon the pikes of the\nland.", "BUSY. He is fled, he is fled, and dares not sit it out.\n\nBRI. What, has he made an escape! which way? follow, neighbour\nHaggise.", "BUSY. And this idolatrous grove of images, this flasket of idols,\nwhich I will pull down--\n\n[_Overthrows the gingerbread basket._", "BUSY. Peace, religious sister, it is my calling, comfort yourself; an\nextraordinary calling, and done for my better standing, my surer\nstanding, hereafter.\n\n_Enter TROUBLEALL, with a can._", "PURE. What shall we do? Call our zealous brother Busy hither, for his\nfaithful fortification in this charge of the adversary. [_Exit", "BUSY. Thou canst not; 'tis a sanctified noise: I will make a loud and\nmost strong noise, till I have daunted the profane enemy. And for this\ncause--", "BUSY. And I say, it is profane, as being the page of Pride, and the\nwaiting-woman of Vanity.", "LEATH. The motion asketh, if yours be a lawful calling.\n\nBUSY. Yes, mine is of the spirit.\n\nPUP. DION. _Then idol is a lawful calling._", "BUSY. [_to Mrs. Purecraft._] Hinder me not, woman I was moved in\nspirit, to be here this day, in this Fair, this wicked and foul Fair;", "BUSY. The master of the rebels' hand thou hast. Satan's! hold thy\npeace, thy scurrility, shut up thy mouth, thy profession is damnable,", "[_They seize him._\n\nLEATH. Carry him away.\n\nPURE. What do you mean, wicked men?\n\nBUSY. Let them alone, I fear them not." ], [ "GRACE. Faith, through a common calamity, he bought me, sir; and now he\nwill marry me to his wife's brother, this wise gentleman that you see;\nor else I must pay value o' my land.", "GRACE. Yes, faith, he has discovered it to you now, and therefore\n'twere vain to disguise it longer; I am yours, sir, by the benefit of\nyour fortune.", "GRACE. The place becomes him, methinks.\n\nOVER. My ward, mistress Grace, in the company of a stranger! I doubt I\nshall be compell'd to discover myself before my time. [_Aside._", "to the gentlewoman he shall marry, mistress Grace; but afore I will\nendure such another half day with him, I'll be drawn with a good", "Here's master Bartholomew Cokes, of Harrow o' the Hill, in the county\nof Middlesex, esquire, takes forth his license to marry mistress Grace", "GRACE. I desire to put it to no danger of protestation.\n\n[_Exeunt Grace and Winwife._\n\nQUAR. Palemon the word, and Winwife the man!", "GRACE. Gentlemen, this is no way that you take; you do but breed one\nanother trouble and offence, and give me no contentment at all. I am", "GRACE. But you shall promise, gentlemen, not to be curious to know\nwhich of you it is, taken; but give me leave to conceal that, till you\nhave brought me either home, or where I may safely tender myself.", "GRACE. Sure you think me a woman of an extreme levity, gentlemen, or a\nstrange fancy, that, meeting you by chance in such a place as this,", "GRACE. If you both love me, as you pretend, your own reason will tell\nyou, but one can enjoy me: and to that point there leads a directer", "recovering the goods, and to save your estimation in him. I thank you,\nsir, for the gift of your ward, mistress Grace; look you, here is your", "GRACE. My wise guardian!\n\nEDG. Justice Overdo!\n\nOVER. It is time to take enormity by the forehead, and brand it; for I\nhave discovered enough.", "QUAR. Nay, stay a little: good lady, put him to the question.\n\nGRACE. You are content then?\n\nWINW. QUAR. Yes, yes.", "GRACE. Because I will bind both your endeavours to work together\nfriendly and jointly each to the other's fortune, and have myself\nfitted with some means, to make him that is forsaken a part of amends.", "GRACE. Faith, the same they have of themselves, sir. I cannot greatly\ncomplain, if this were all the plea I had against them.", "GRACE. Then you would not choose, sir, but love my guardian, justice\nOverdo, who is answerable to that description in every hair of him.", "GRACE. Sir, here are two names written--\n\nTRO. Is justice Overdo one?", "GRACE. Let him alone, he is so busy he will never spy us.\n\nLEATH. Nay, good sir! [_To Cokes, who is handling the puppets._", "GRACE. See, here's our madman again.\n\n_Enter QUARLOUS, in TROUBLEALL'S clothes, followed by DAME PURECRAFT._", "GRACE. Sir, I will give myself no cause; I am so secure of mine own\nmanners, as I suspect not yours.\n\nQUAR. Look where John Littlewit comes." ], [ "_Enter DAME PURECRAFT._\n\nPURE. Brother Zeal-of-the-land! what shall we do? my daughter\nWin-the-fight is fallen into her fit of longing again.", "PURE. I must uncover myself unto him, or I shall never enjoy him, for\nall the cunning men's promises. [_Aside._] Good sir, hear me, I am", "OVER. Look you, there it is, and I deliver it as my deed again.\n\nQUAR. Let us now proceed in madness.\n\n[_Exeunt Quarlous and Dame Purecraft._", "[_Exeunt Haggise and Watch._\n\n_Enter DAME PURECRAFT._\n\nPURE. O me, in the stocks! have the wicked prevail'd?", "[_Takes her along with him._\n\nPURE. Most zealously, it is that I zealously desire.\n\nOVER. [_stopping him._] Sir, let me speak with you.", "PURE. What shall we do? Call our zealous brother Busy hither, for his\nfaithful fortification in this charge of the adversary. [_Exit", "[_Seems to swoon._\n\n_Re-enter LITTLEWIT with DAME PURECRAFT._", "GRACE. Faith, through a common calamity, he bought me, sir; and now he\nwill marry me to his wife's brother, this wise gentleman that you see;\nor else I must pay value o' my land.", "Here's master Bartholomew Cokes, of Harrow o' the Hill, in the county\nof Middlesex, esquire, takes forth his license to marry mistress Grace", "PURE. Mad do they call him! the world is mad in error, but he is mad\nin truth: I love him o' the sudden (the cunning man said all true) and", "GRACE. See, here's our madman again.\n\n_Enter QUARLOUS, in TROUBLEALL'S clothes, followed by DAME PURECRAFT._", "PURE. O, I thank you, blessed honest men!\n\nBRI. Nay, never thank us; but thank this madman that comes here! he\nput it in our heads.", "PURE. It is an edifying consideration.\n\nMRS. LIT. This is scurvy, that we must come into the Fair, and not\nlook on't.", "PURE. Ay, and I'll go with you myself, Win-the-fight, and my brother\nZeal-of-the-land shall go with us too, for our better consolation.", "PURE. Good brother Zeal-of-the-land, think to make it as lawful as you\ncan.", "- p. 224: _Enter MRS. PURECRAFT._--Changed \"MRS.\" to \"DAME\" for\nconsistency.", "PURE. Look up, sweet Win-the-fight, and suffer not the enemy to enter\nyou at this door, remember that your education has been with the", "WINW. Ay, and offer to marry her! Well, I will leave the chase of my\nwidow for to-day, and directly to the Fair. These flies cannot, this\nhot season, but engender us excellent creeping sport.", "_Enter POCHER, and Officers with BUSY, followed by DAME PURECRAFT._", "PURE. Ay, child, so you hate them, as our brother Zeal does, you may\nlook on them.\n\nLEATH. Or what do you say to a drum, sir?" ], [ "OVER. I will be more tender hereafter. I see compassion may become a\njustice, though it be a weakness, I confess, and nearer a vice than a\nvirtue. [_Aside._", "BRI. No, mistress, we'll have them both to justice Overdo, and let him\ndo over 'em as is fitting: then I, and my gossip Haggise, and my\nbeadle Pocher, are discharged.", "MRS. OVER. Nay, good master Numps, do you shew discretion, though he\nbe exorbitant, as master Overdo says, and it be but for conservation\nof the peace.", "MRS. OVER. So did I. I'll be sworn, brother; but now I see he is a\nlewd and pernicious enormity, as master Overdo calls him.", "OVER. The warrant that you tender, and respect so; Justice Overdo's. I\nam the man, friend Troubleall, though thus disguised (as the careful", "HAG. Well, take him out o' the stocks again; we'll go a sure way to\nwork, we'll have the ace of hearts of our side, if we can.\n\n[_They take Overdo out._", "GRACE. My wise guardian!\n\nEDG. Justice Overdo!\n\nOVER. It is time to take enormity by the forehead, and brand it; for I\nhave discovered enough.", "MRS. OVER. Brother, it is the preaching fellow: you shall suspect him.\nHe was at your t'other purse, you know! [_Seizes Overdo._]--Nay, stay,", "OVER. Nay, Humphrey, if I be patient, you must be so too; this\npleasant conceited gentleman hath wrought upon my judgment, and", "OVER. Well, my conscience is much eased; I have done my part, though\nit doth him no good; yet Adam hath offered satisfaction. The sting is", "OVER. Peace, good Troubleall; come hither, and you shall trouble none.\nI will take the charge of you, and your friend too; you also, young\nman [_to Edgworth_] shall be my care; stand there.", "GRACE. Then you would not choose, sir, but love my guardian, justice\nOverdo, who is answerable to that description in every hair of him.", "LEATH. Go to, old Joan, I'll talk with you anon; and take you down\ntoo, afore justice Overdo: he is the man must charm you, I'll have you\nin the Pie-poudres.", "OVER. It doth discover enormity, I'll mark it more: I have not liked a\npaltry piece of poetry so well a good while. [_Aside._", "QUAR. Nay, come, mistress bride; you must do as I do, now. You must be\nmad with me, in truth. I have here justice Overdo for it.", "OVER. Well, in justice name, and the king's, and for the commonwealth!\ndefy all the world, Adam Overdo, for a disguise, and all story; for", "OVER. Look you, there it is, and I deliver it as my deed again.\n\nQUAR. Let us now proceed in madness.\n\n[_Exeunt Quarlous and Dame Purecraft._", "OVER. I am glad to hear my name is their terror yet, this is doing of\njustice. [_Aside._]\n\n[_A number of people pass over the stage._", "GRACE. Sir, here are two names written--\n\nTRO. Is justice Overdo one?", "MRS. OVER. Master Overdo shall thank her.\n\n[_Exit._\n\n_Re-enter URSULA, followed by LITTLEWIT, and MRS. LITTLEWIT._" ], [ "OVER. The warrant that you tender, and respect so; Justice Overdo's. I\nam the man, friend Troubleall, though thus disguised (as the careful", "_LANTHORN LEATHERHEAD, JOAN TRASH, and others, sitting by their\nwares._\n\n_Enter JUSTICE OVERDO, at a distance, in disguise._", "OVER. Well, in justice name, and the king's, and for the commonwealth!\ndefy all the world, Adam Overdo, for a disguise, and all story; for", "BRI. Upon which he took an idle conceit, and is run mad upon't: so\nthat ever since he will do nothing but by justice Overdo's warrant; he", "BRI. He is a fellow that is distracted, they say; one Troubleall: he\nwas an officer in the court of Pie-poudres here last year, and put out\nof his place by justice Overdo.", "QUAR. Nay, come, mistress bride; you must do as I do, now. You must be\nmad with me, in truth. I have here justice Overdo for it.", "TRO. It must be justice Overdo's.\n\nKNOCK. I know, man; fetch the drink, Whit.", "GRACE. Sir, here are two names written--\n\nTRO. Is justice Overdo one?", "HAG. Before me, neighbour Bristle,--and now I think on't\nbetter,--justice Overdo is a very parantory person.", "the habit of a justice; but never till now, a justice in the habit of\na fool. Thus must we do though, that wake for the public good; and", "MRS. OVER. Brother, it is the preaching fellow: you shall suspect him.\nHe was at your t'other purse, you know! [_Seizes Overdo._]--Nay, stay,", "TRO. In justice Overdo's name, I drink to you, and here's my warrant.\n\n[_Shews his can._", "GRACE. Then you would not choose, sir, but love my guardian, justice\nOverdo, who is answerable to that description in every hair of him.", "LEATH. Go to, old Joan, I'll talk with you anon; and take you down\ntoo, afore justice Overdo: he is the man must charm you, I'll have you\nin the Pie-poudres.", "TRO. Yes, justice Overdo's warrant, a man may get and lose with, I'll\nstand to't.", "BRI. No, mistress, we'll have them both to justice Overdo, and let him\ndo over 'em as is fitting: then I, and my gossip Haggise, and my\nbeadle Pocher, are discharged.", "MRS. OVER. Nay, good master Numps, do you shew discretion, though he\nbe exorbitant, as master Overdo says, and it be but for conservation\nof the peace.", "OVER. This latter disguise, I have borrow'd of a porter, shall carry\nme out to all my great and good ends; which however interrupted, were", "OVER. Here is my care come! I like to see him in so good company: and\nyet I wonder that persons of such fashion should resort hither.\n[_Aside._", "Horace calls him) that could discover a justice of peace (and lately\nof the Quorum) under this covering. They may have seen many a fool in" ], [ "WASPE. By your leave, gentlemen, with all my heart to you; and God\ngive you good morrow!--master Littlewit, my business is to you: is\nthis license ready?", "[_They fall together by the ears, while Edgworth steals the license\nout of the box, and exit._", "WASPE. Like enough! I shall say any thing, I!\n\n_Enter EDGWORTH, NIGHTINGALE and People, followed, at a distance, by\nOVERDO._", "EDG. You shall see, sir.\n\n[_Goes up to Waspe._\n\nNOR. I'll ne mare, my waimb warkes too mickle with this auready.", "[_Takes Waspe aside as he is going out._\n\nWASPE. I'll not be guilty, I, gentlemen.", "Here's master Bartholomew Cokes, of Harrow o' the Hill, in the county\nof Middlesex, esquire, takes forth his license to marry mistress Grace", "LIT. That was mine afore, gentlemen; this morning. I had that,\ni'faith, upon his license, believe me, there he comes after me.", "WHIT. But hear me now, here ish one o' de ladish ashleep, stay till\nshee but vake, man.\n\n_Enter WASPE._", "COKES. Is this the license, Numps? for love's sake let me see't; I\nnever saw a license.\n\nWASPE. Did you not so? why, you shall not see't then.", "WASPE. Marry gip, goody She-justice, mistress Frenchhood! turd in your\nteeth, and turd in your Frenchhood's teeth too, to do you service, do", "EDG. [_picks Cokes's pocket of his purse._] Nor you feel. [_Aside._", "EDG. [_whispering with Nightingale and Ursula._] All the purses, and\npurchase, I give you to-day by conveyance, bring hither to Ursula's", "WASPE. Why, a pox o' your box, once again! let your little wife stale\nin it, an she will. Sir, I would have you to understand, and these\ngentlemen too, if they please--", "WASPE. Pardon me, sir, neither they nor you can apprehend me yet. You\nare an ass.--I have a young master, he is now upon his making and", "EDG. Not yet, sir; except you would go with me and see it, it is not\nworth speaking on. The act is nothing without a witness. Yonder he is,", "[_As Nightingale sings, Edgworth gets up to Cokes, and tickles him in\nthe ear with a straw twice to draw his hand out of his pocket._", "WASPE. That's well: nay, never open or read it to me, it's labour in\nvain, you know. I am no clerk, I scorn to be saved by my book,", "QUAR. 'Slid, I forgot that, pray you pardon me.--Look, here's our\nMercury come; the license arrives in the finest time too! 'tis but\nscraping out Cokes his name, and 'tis done.", "WASPE. No, the shop; buy the whole shop, it will be best, the shop,\nthe shop!\n\nLEATH. If his worship please.", "WASPE. Will it so, forsooth! good Lord, how sharp you are, with being\nat Bedlam yesterday! Whetstone has set an edge upon you, has he?" ], [ "OVER. I will be more tender hereafter. I see compassion may become a\njustice, though it be a weakness, I confess, and nearer a vice than a\nvirtue. [_Aside._", "OVER. The warrant that you tender, and respect so; Justice Overdo's. I\nam the man, friend Troubleall, though thus disguised (as the careful", "BRI. No, mistress, we'll have them both to justice Overdo, and let him\ndo over 'em as is fitting: then I, and my gossip Haggise, and my\nbeadle Pocher, are discharged.", "GRACE. My wise guardian!\n\nEDG. Justice Overdo!\n\nOVER. It is time to take enormity by the forehead, and brand it; for I\nhave discovered enough.", "GRACE. Then you would not choose, sir, but love my guardian, justice\nOverdo, who is answerable to that description in every hair of him.", "MRS. OVER. So did I. I'll be sworn, brother; but now I see he is a\nlewd and pernicious enormity, as master Overdo calls him.", "OVER. Well, my conscience is much eased; I have done my part, though\nit doth him no good; yet Adam hath offered satisfaction. The sting is", "TRO. I think I am; if justice Overdo sign to it, I am, and so we are\nall: he'll quit us all, multiply us all.\n\n[_Exeunt._", "TRO. It must be justice Overdo's.\n\nKNOCK. I know, man; fetch the drink, Whit.", "OVER. Well, in justice name, and the king's, and for the commonwealth!\ndefy all the world, Adam Overdo, for a disguise, and all story; for", "BRI. Upon which he took an idle conceit, and is run mad upon't: so\nthat ever since he will do nothing but by justice Overdo's warrant; he", "OVER. It doth discover enormity, I'll mark it more: I have not liked a\npaltry piece of poetry so well a good while. [_Aside._", "OVER. Nay, Humphrey, if I be patient, you must be so too; this\npleasant conceited gentleman hath wrought upon my judgment, and", "GRACE. Sir, here are two names written--\n\nTRO. Is justice Overdo one?", "OVER. Alas, poor wretch! how it yearns my heart for him! [_Aside._", "MRS. OVER. Nay, good master Numps, do you shew discretion, though he\nbe exorbitant, as master Overdo says, and it be but for conservation\nof the peace.", "QUAR. Nay, come, mistress bride; you must do as I do, now. You must be\nmad with me, in truth. I have here justice Overdo for it.", "TRO. Shew me justice Overdo's warrant, I obey you.\n\nHAG. You are a mad fool, hold your tongue.\n\n[_Exeunt Haggise and Bristle._", "this. But I am still for justice Overdo, that's my conscience; and\nquit you.", "OVER. I am glad to hear my name is their terror yet, this is doing of\njustice. [_Aside._]\n\n[_A number of people pass over the stage._" ], [ "_Enter DAME PURECRAFT._\n\nPURE. Brother Zeal-of-the-land! what shall we do? my daughter\nWin-the-fight is fallen into her fit of longing again.", "GRACE. See, here's our madman again.\n\n_Enter QUARLOUS, in TROUBLEALL'S clothes, followed by DAME PURECRAFT._", "PURE. I must uncover myself unto him, or I shall never enjoy him, for\nall the cunning men's promises. [_Aside._] Good sir, hear me, I am", "MRS. OVER. Brother, it is the preaching fellow: you shall suspect him.\nHe was at your t'other purse, you know! [_Seizes Overdo._]--Nay, stay,", "PURE. What shall we do? Call our zealous brother Busy hither, for his\nfaithful fortification in this charge of the adversary. [_Exit", "[_Exeunt Haggise and Watch._\n\n_Enter DAME PURECRAFT._\n\nPURE. O me, in the stocks! have the wicked prevail'd?", "OVER. Look you, there it is, and I deliver it as my deed again.\n\nQUAR. Let us now proceed in madness.\n\n[_Exeunt Quarlous and Dame Purecraft._", "PURE. O, I thank you, blessed honest men!\n\nBRI. Nay, never thank us; but thank this madman that comes here! he\nput it in our heads.", "PURE. Mad do they call him! the world is mad in error, but he is mad\nin truth: I love him o' the sudden (the cunning man said all true) and", "[_Takes her along with him._\n\nPURE. Most zealously, it is that I zealously desire.\n\nOVER. [_stopping him._] Sir, let me speak with you.", "[_Seems to swoon._\n\n_Re-enter LITTLEWIT with DAME PURECRAFT._", "PURE. O, good sir, they have set the faithful here to be wonder'd at;\nand provided holes for the holy of the land.", "PURE. Ay, child, so you hate them, as our brother Zeal does, you may\nlook on them.\n\nLEATH. Or what do you say to a drum, sir?", "BRI. He is a fellow that is distracted, they say; one Troubleall: he\nwas an officer in the court of Pie-poudres here last year, and put out\nof his place by justice Overdo.", "MRS. OVER. So did I. I'll be sworn, brother; but now I see he is a\nlewd and pernicious enormity, as master Overdo calls him.", "_Re-enter TROUBLEALL._\n\nPURE. Is he mad? now heaven increase his madness, and bless it, and\nthank it.--Sir, your poor handmaid thanks you.", "LIT. Ay, but it must be a gentleman madman.\n\nMRS. LIT. Yes, so the t'other man of Moorfields says.\n\nWINW. But does she believe them?", "BUSY. The sin of the Fair provokes me, I cannot be silent.\n\nPURE. Good brother Zeal!\n\nLEATH. Sir, I'll make you silent, believe it.", "PURE. Slander not the brethren, wicked one.\n\nLIT. Here he is now, purified, mother.\n\n_Enter ZEAL-OF-THE-LAND BUSY._", "QUAR. I have made myself as like him, as his gown and cap will give me\nleave.\n\nPURE. Sir, I love you, and would be glad to be mad with you in truth." ], [ "BUSY. I do obey thee; the lion may roar, but he cannot bite. I am glad\nto be thus separated from the heathen of the land, and put apart in\nthe stocks, for the holy cause.", "BUSY. Thou art a halting neutral; stay him there, stop him, that will\nnot endure the heat of persecution.\n\nBRI. How now, what's the matter?", "BUSY. He is fled, he is fled, and dares not sit it out.\n\nBRI. What, has he made an escape! which way? follow, neighbour\nHaggise.", "BUSY. We are delivered by miracle; fellow in fetters, let us not\nrefuse the means; this madness was of the spirit: the malice of the\nenemy hath mock'd itself.", "BUSY. It is the broken belly of the beast, and thy bellows there are\nhis lungs, and these pipes are his throat, those feathers are of his\ntail, and thy rattles the gnashing of his teeth.", "BUSY. And I say, it is profane, as being the page of Pride, and the\nwaiting-woman of Vanity.", "BUSY. Very likely, exceeding likely, very exceeding likely.\n\n[_Exeunt._\n\n\n\n\nACT II", "BUSY. Nor he me, with his treble creeking, though he creek like the\nchariot wheels of Satan; I am zealous for the cause--\n\nLEATH. As a dog for a bone.", "BUSY. Peace, religious sister, it is my calling, comfort yourself; an\nextraordinary calling, and done for my better standing, my surer\nstanding, hereafter.\n\n_Enter TROUBLEALL, with a can._", "BUSY. And this idolatrous grove of images, this flasket of idols,\nwhich I will pull down--\n\n[_Overthrows the gingerbread basket._", "BUSY. One that rejoiceth in his affliction, and sitteth here to\nprophesy the destruction of fairs and May-games, wakes and", "BUSY. Surely, it may be otherwise, but it is subject to construction,\nsubject, and hath a face of offence with the weak, a great face, a", "BUSY. No, minister of darkness, no; thou canst not rule my tongue; my\ntongue it is mine own, and with it I will both knock and mock down", "BUSY. The sin of the Fair provokes me, I cannot be silent.\n\nPURE. Good brother Zeal!\n\nLEATH. Sir, I'll make you silent, believe it.", "BUSY. Down with Dagon! down with Dagon! 'tis I, I will no\nlonger endure your profanations.\n\nLEATH. What mean you, sir?", "POCH. Come, bring him away to his fellow there.--Master Busy, we shall\nrule your legs, I hope, though we cannot rule your tongue.", "BUSY. Thou canst not; 'tis a sanctified noise: I will make a loud and\nmost strong noise, till I have daunted the profane enemy. And for this\ncause--", "BUSY. Verily, for the disease of longing, it is a disease, a carnal\ndisease, or appetite, incident to women; and as it is carnal and", "BUSY. Sister, let her fly the impurity of the place swiftly, lest she\npartake of the pitch thereof. Thou art the seat of the beast, O", "BUSY. The master of the rebels' hand thou hast. Satan's! hold thy\npeace, thy scurrility, shut up thy mouth, thy profession is damnable," ], [ "OVER. Peace, good Troubleall; come hither, and you shall trouble none.\nI will take the charge of you, and your friend too; you also, young\nman [_to Edgworth_] shall be my care; stand there.", "OVER. The warrant that you tender, and respect so; Justice Overdo's. I\nam the man, friend Troubleall, though thus disguised (as the careful", "[_They write._\n\n_Enter TROUBLEALL._\n\nTRO. Have you any warrant for this, gentlemen?\n\nQUAR. WINW. Ha!", "KNOCK. O, as brief as can be, here 'tis already. [_Gives Troubleall a\npaper._] Adam Overdo.\n\nTRO. Why now I'll pledge you, captain.", "BRI. He is a fellow that is distracted, they say; one Troubleall: he\nwas an officer in the court of Pie-poudres here last year, and put out\nof his place by justice Overdo.", "BUSY. Peace, religious sister, it is my calling, comfort yourself; an\nextraordinary calling, and done for my better standing, my surer\nstanding, hereafter.\n\n_Enter TROUBLEALL, with a can._", "[_Exeunt all but Troubleall._", "_Enter TROUBLEALL._", "_Re-enter TROUBLEALL._\n\nTRO. If you cannot shew me Adam Overdo, I am in doubt of you; I am\nafraid you cannot answer it.\n\n[_Exit._", "TRO. I mark no name but Adam Overdo, that is the name of names, he\nonly is the sufficient magistrate; and that name I reverence, shew it\nme.", "GRACE. See, here's our madman again.\n\n_Enter QUARLOUS, in TROUBLEALL'S clothes, followed by DAME PURECRAFT._", "[_Exit Troubleall._", "_Enter TROUBLEALL, with a dripping-pan, followed by URSULA and\nNIGHTINGALE._\n\nTRO. By your leave, stand by, my masters, be uncover'd.", "TRO. They may be both worshipful names for aught I know, mistress; but\nAdam Overdo had been worth three of them, I assure you in this place,\nthat's in plain English.", "HAG. What is he?--Bring him up to the stocks there. Why bring you him\nnot up?\n\n[_Overdo is brought forward._\n\n_Re-enter TROUBLEALL._", "_Re-enter TROUBLEALL._\n\nPURE. Is he mad? now heaven increase his madness, and bless it, and\nthank it.--Sir, your poor handmaid thanks you.", "OVER. This latter disguise, I have borrow'd of a porter, shall carry\nme out to all my great and good ends; which however interrupted, were", "GRACE. But you shall promise, gentlemen, not to be curious to know\nwhich of you it is, taken; but give me leave to conceal that, till you\nhave brought me either home, or where I may safely tender myself.", "_LANTHORN LEATHERHEAD, JOAN TRASH, and others, sitting by their\nwares._\n\n_Enter JUSTICE OVERDO, at a distance, in disguise._", "Horace calls him) that could discover a justice of peace (and lately\nof the Quorum) under this covering. They may have seen many a fool in" ], [ "QUAR. Stand aside, I'll answer you presently. [_He walks by._] Why\nshould I not marry this six thousand pound, now I think on't, and a", "QUAR. So I have heard. But how came you, mistress Wellborn, to be his\nward, or have relation to him at first?", "QUAR. 'Slight, I would not lose it for the Fair; what will you do,\nNed?\n\nWINW. Why, stay hereabout for you: mistress Wellborn must not be seen.", "Wellborn, of the said place and county: and when does he take it\nforth? to-day! the four and twentieth of August! Bartholomew-day!", "Well, I will forbear, sir; but i'faith, would thou wouldst leave thy\nexercise of widow-hunting once; this drawing after an old reverend", "and our worshipful good friend, Win; and he is master Winwife's friend\ntoo: and master Winwife comes a suitor to your mother, Win; as I told", "WINW. Ay, and offer to marry her! Well, I will leave the chase of my\nwidow for to-day, and directly to the Fair. These flies cannot, this\nhot season, but engender us excellent creeping sport.", "MRS. OVER. Yes, captain, though I am a justice of peace's wife, I do\nlove men of war, and the sons of the sword, when they come before my\nhusband.", "LIT. Ay, we know you are a suitor, sir; Win and I both wish you well:\nBy this license here, would you had her, that your two names were as", "and has an estate, and I might govern him, and enjoy a friend beside:\nbut these are not my aims; I must have a husband I must love, or I", "LIT. I say nothing, but I wink upon Win. You have a friend, one master\nQuarlous, comes here sometimes.\n\nWINW. Why, he makes no love to her, does he?", "LIT. Ay, but it must be a gentleman madman.\n\nMRS. LIT. Yes, so the t'other man of Moorfields says.\n\nWINW. But does she believe them?", "OVER. Master Winwife! I hope you have won no wife of her, sir; if you\nhave, I will examine the possibility of it, at fit leisure. Now, to my", "two or three to attend him, in as good equipage as you would wish. And\nthen for Kindheart the tooth-drawer, a fine oily pig-woman with her", "WINW. Faith, the sister comes after them well too.\n\nGRACE. Nay, if you saw the justice her husband, my guardian, you were\nfitted for the mess, he is such a wise one his way--", "GRACE. Faith, through a common calamity, he bought me, sir; and now he\nwill marry me to his wife's brother, this wise gentleman that you see;\nor else I must pay value o' my land.", "WINW. And you have him, mistress, believe it, that shall never give\nyou cause to repent her benefit: but make you rather to think that in\nthis choice she had both her eyes.", "GRACE. Yes, faith, he has discovered it to you now, and therefore\n'twere vain to disguise it longer; I am yours, sir, by the benefit of\nyour fortune.", "to the gentlewoman he shall marry, mistress Grace; but afore I will\nendure such another half day with him, I'll be drawn with a good", "WHIT. No, fait, captain, dough tou beesht a vishe man, dy vit is a\nmile hence now. I vas procuring a shmall courtesie for a woman of\nfashion here." ], [ "MRS. OVER. Why, Numps, in master Overdo's name, I charge you.\n\nWASPE. Good mistress Underdo, hold your tongue.", "MRS. OVER. Nay, if you know not what belongs to your dignity, I do yet\nto mine.\n\nWASPE. Very well then.", "MRS. OVER. So did I. I'll be sworn, brother; but now I see he is a\nlewd and pernicious enormity, as master Overdo calls him.", "WASPE. Why so, there's all the feeling he has!\n\nMRS. OVER. I pray you, have a better care of that, brother.", "WASPE. Like enough! I shall say any thing, I!\n\n_Enter EDGWORTH, NIGHTINGALE and People, followed, at a distance, by\nOVERDO._", "MRS. OVER. He hath something of master Overdo, methinks, brother.\n\nCOKES. So methought, sister, very much of my brother Overdo: and 'tis\nwhen he speaks.", "WASPE. [_to Overdo._] And do you sigh and groan too, or rejoice in\nyour affliction?", "WASPE. Marry gip, goody She-justice, mistress Frenchhood! turd in your\nteeth, and turd in your Frenchhood's teeth too, to do you service, do", "MRS. OVER. Brother, it is the preaching fellow: you shall suspect him.\nHe was at your t'other purse, you know! [_Seizes Overdo._]--Nay, stay,", "[_They speak all together; and Waspe beats Overdo._", "WASPE. How! I, I look like a cut-purse? death! your sister's a\ncut-purse! and your mother and father, and all your kin were", "WASPE. What the mischief do you come with her; or she with you?\n\nCOKES. We came all to seek you, Numps.", "dialogue is printed in two columns, with Cokes', Mrs. Overdo's, and\nmost of Waspe's lines in one column, and Justice Overdo's line in the", "_Enter COKES, Mistress OVERDO, and GRACE WELLBORN, followed by WASPE,\nloaded with toys._", "WASPE. What an I were! so I am still, and yet I will stay too; meddle\nyou with your match, your Win there, she has as little wit as her\nhusband, it seems: I have others to talk to.", "WASPE. Why, a pox o' your box, once again! let your little wife stale\nin it, an she will. Sir, I would have you to understand, and these\ngentlemen too, if they please--", "MRS. OVER. Master Overdo shall thank her.\n\n[_Exit._\n\n_Re-enter URSULA, followed by LITTLEWIT, and MRS. LITTLEWIT._", "WASPE. Fie, fie, fie, by your leave, master Littlewit, this is scurvy,\nidle, foolish, and abominable, with all my heart; I do not like it.", "- p. 209: [_Beats Overdo._--Changed the stage direction to \"[_They\nspeak all together; and Waspe beats Overdo._\" based on the stage", "WASPE. Good master Hornet, turd in your teeth, hold you your tongue:\ndo not I know you? your father was a 'pothecary, and sold clysters," ] ]

[ "Who is an amateur dramatist? ", "Who is Littlewit's Mother-in-Law? ", "Who is Cokes' servant?", "Who is marrying Grace Wellborn? ", "Who is the Justice of the Peace? ", "What kind of show did Littlewit come up with? ", "Who is said to have a craving for roast pork?", "What are Madame Overdo and Win masked as? ", "Who vomits and calls for her husband? ", "Who is Dame Purecraft to Littlewit?", "Why is Wasp in town?", "What excuse do Littlewit and his friends use to go to the fair?", "Why did Littlewit and his friends want to go to the fair?", "What do Quarlous and Winwife steal from Wasp?", "Why was Wasp arrested?", "Why was Zeal-of-the-Land Busy arrested?", "Who ends up marrying Grace?", "Who marries Purecraft?", "Who convinces Overdo to forgive everyone?", "Why has Justice Overdo attended the fair in costume?", "When does Edgeworth get the opportunity to snatch the marriage license from from Wasp?", "Why does Justice Overdo become contrite and forgive everyone?", "Who is the religious fanatic engaged to Dame Purecroft?", "What is ironic about Busy's arrest?", "Whose identity is concealed as Trouble-All?", "Which men want to wed Miss Wellborn?", "How are Madame Overdo and Wasp related?" ]

[ [ "Littlewit", "Littlewit" ], [ "Dame Purecraft", "Dame Purecraft" ], [ "Wasp", "Wasp" ], [ "Cokes", "Cokes" ], [ "Adam Overdo", "Grace Wellborn" ], [ "A puppet show", "a puppet show" ], [ "Win", "Win" ], [ "Prostitutes", "Prostitutes." ], [ "Madame Overdo", "Mrs Overdo" ], [ "His mother-in-law.", "Mother in Law." ], [ "To marry Grace Wellborn.", "To marry Grace Wellborn" ], [ "They pretend Littlewit's wife has a pregnancy craving for roast pork.", "To see a puppet show." ], [ "To see a puppetshow that Littlewit wrote.", "To see a puppet show Littewit wrote." ], [ "A marriage license.", "The marriage license" ], [ "For starting a fight.", "He started a fight." ], [ "For preaching without a license.", "For preaching without license " ], [ "Winwife.", "Winwife" ], [ "Quarlous.", "Quarlous" ], [ "Quarlos.", "His wife" ], [ "To conceal is identity so he can freely investigate the bad behavior he sees at the fair.", "So he could find wrongdoers." ], [ "While Wasp is locked up after being arrested for starting a fight.", "Winwife." ], [ "He is embarrassed about Madam Overdo being drunk and vomiting.", "Because he took the advice of Quarlous. " ], [ "Zeal-of-the-Land Busy.", "Zeal-of-the-Land Busy" ], [ "He was arrested for preaching without a license.", "He is a Puritan" ], [ "Justice Overdo and Quaralous are both disquised as Trouble-All at some point.", "Quarlous" ], [ "Wasp, Winwife and Quaralous all want to marry her at some point.", "Wasp" ], [ "They are not related.", "Is a servant of Coke." ] ]

[ [ "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "RYAN (CONT'D)\n Ramius might be trying to defect.\n Nobody moves. Ryan glances at Greer. Greer rolls his eyes. Too\n far out. Ryan's on his own. The.General bristles:", "RAMIUS\n No, Vasily. I need you in fire control.\n We must track whoever's out there.\n Borodin heads for fre control. Ramius tosses Ryan into the chair\n behind the helm :", "RYAN\n Fishing?\n\n RAMTUS\n Fishing.\n Taking a deep breath, Ramius studies the surrounding hills. Lights\n from farms twinkle in the night air.", "A spirited discussion ensues. Tuning it out, Ryan stares at the\n picture of Ramius and his wife. Urgently, he whispers to Greer:", "(PELT NODS)\n Before sailing, Captain Ramius sent a\n letter to Admiral Yuri Padorin, Chairman\n of Soviet Naval Deployment.\n Painting at Ramius' wedding picture, Ryan whispers to Greer:", "RAMIUS\n We must stop him before he gets into\n a panel..\n Ryan stares at Ramius. Ramiii isn't gonna stop anybody.\n Resigned, Ryan finds the .45 Mancuso gave him in his pocket,", "RYAN\n We're two hundred miles from the nearest\n naval base.\n\n RAMIUS\n Interesting notion, hiding a submarine\n in a river.", "RYAN\n You have a good memory, Captain. We\n meet briefly years ago. But I'm not\n a naval commander. I work for the CIA.\n\n RAMIUS", "RYAN (CONT'D)\n\n (GAGGING)\n Jesus...\n Poking fun, Ryan rolls his eyes. Borodin grins. Ramius\n The ice is broken. Men shake hands.", "RAMIUS\n Gentlemen, I am Marko Ramius. I and\n my offers request political asylum in\n the United States.", "Ryan drags him into a space behind an electrical panel. Mercifully,\n the shooting STOPS.\n Ryan checks Ramius. His shoulder's a mess. Mind riling, Ryan", "RAMIUS\n It is cold.\n\n (BEAT)-\n And hard.\n Turning his back on the icy coast, Ramius smi-I fondly at the man\n who just spoke to him", "RYAN\n Well, Ramius trained most of their Officer\n Corps. He'd be in a position to sect\n men willing to help him. And he's not\n Russian.", "Ryan stares at Mancuso then at Ramius. Deciding, he turns the\n helm left, coming to course zero-two-zero.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "RAMIUS\n When you see Putin, tell him that when\n it's convenient, 191 be in my stateroom.\n Leaving the Conn, Ramius enters", "MANCUSO\n Combat tack, Mr. Ryan. By turning\n into the torpedo,, Ramius closed the\n distance before it could arm itself.\n I never would have thought of it.", "Mancuso tosses Ramius his .45. Catching it, Ramius splits. Ryan\n follows.", "the shuddering body to the deck. Carefully, he checks the pulse in\n Putin's neck. Dying, Putin stares into Ramius' face." ], [ "RYAN\n You have a good memory, Captain. We\n meet briefly years ago. But I'm not\n a naval commander. I work for the CIA.\n\n RAMIUS", "Ryan's back.\n Ryan peers down. Wind from the rotors crushes the waves.\n Between his feet, Ryan can see the small white wake from a\n periscope.", "RYAN (CONT'D)\n Ramius might be trying to defect.\n Nobody moves. Ryan glances at Greer. Greer rolls his eyes. Too\n far out. Ryan's on his own. The.General bristles:", "RYAN (CONT'D)\n\n (GAGGING)\n Jesus...\n Poking fun, Ryan rolls his eyes. Borodin grins. Ramius\n The ice is broken. Men shake hands.", "-47-\n contents. Davenport leans on a bulkhead, staring at Ryan. Painter\n returns the letter:", "MANCUSO\n All right, Mr. Ryan. You wanted\n to:. talk to him. There he is. What", "RYAN\n Uhhmm...I was just thinking there\n was perhaps another possibility we\n ought to consider.\n Ryan takes a deep breath.", "GREER\n Come on.\n Ryan follows him past a security guard and into", "RYAN\n\n (QU`EDY)\n Welcome to the new world, sir.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:", "RYAN\n Yes, sir, but what's -\n\n CUT TO:\n\n GREER\n in his ofAce on the phone to Ryan:", "Ryan drags him into a space behind an electrical panel. Mercifully,\n the shooting STOPS.\n Ryan checks Ramius. His shoulder's a mess. Mind riling, Ryan", "RYAN\n We're two hundred miles from the nearest\n naval base.\n\n RAMIUS\n Interesting notion, hiding a submarine\n in a river.", "stops. Doors open. Ryan reads. Greer leaves. Realizing he's\n been left behind, Ryan takes off, entering", "RYAN\n brushing his teeth in the head adjacent to his stateroom on the\n Kennedy. Through an open door, his unmade bunk. Catching sight\n of himself in the mirror:", "RYAN\n sound asleep in his seat, empty tea cup on a tray beside him. A\n blanket hangs on one log. In the seat next to him", "RYAN\n This is the twenty-gird, isn't it?\n Greer nods. Order in the room has broken down. Generals and", "A spirited discussion ensues. Tuning it out, Ryan stares at the\n picture of Ramius and his wife. Urgently, he whispers to Greer:", "RYAN\n Well, Ramius trained most of their Officer\n Corps. He'd be in a position to sect\n men willing to help him. And he's not\n Russian.", "RYAN\n Fishing?\n\n RAMTUS\n Fishing.\n Taking a deep breath, Ramius studies the surrounding hills. Lights\n from farms twinkle in the night air.", "RYAN\n I think I need ooffiae.\n Ryan perches on the couch. Greer pours Ryan takes it in\n both hands, coaling it with his breath." ], [ "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is at the scope, watching the flashing light.\n After a second, he steps back, face white. Finally, he turns to", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is still at. the scope, watching the light in the\n Dalla' periscope. After a moment, he, glances at Borodin:", "IN THE KONOVALOV\n Tupolav spins the .periscope in the Konova]ov's Conn. Bonavia\n brings him a message. Frowning, Tupolev reads it.", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, torpedo and counter-measure PING LOUDLY on ship's\n SPEAKERS. Cool as ice, Ramius turns to Kamarov, at dive control:", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius listens to SONAR on AUDIO. Faint PINGS", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, it's a deathwatch. Ryan thinks of Sally. Mancuso\n stares at Ramius. Goddamned if he's gonna be the one to whine.", "ON RED OCTOBER:.\n in the Conn, men bang on. Everything is at a forty-five degree\n down angle. Kamarov watches a depth gauge plummet.", "THE RED OCTOBER\n a huge submarine, trading a gigantic rudder a hundred yards aft\n her sail. A patrol BOAT and ICEBREAKER escort her to sea. On\n SPEAKERS in the SAIL:", "(TRANSLATING)\n Red October. Stay where you are.\n Do not attempt to submerge or we\n will are. Stand by to be boarded.\n\n PETROV", "CAPTAIN LIEUTENANT BORIS KAMAROV\n Red October's navigator, watches Ramius i tently. The tension is\n palpable. Something extraordinary is about to happen:", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, men hang on as the ship dives deeper. Kamarov\n watches the depth gauge creep into a red zone. Torpedo PINGS are\n farther APART, Less FREQUENT.", "IN THE CONN\n on Red October, a handful of men struggle to fight the ship.\n Kamarov mans the wheel. Sonar SPEAKERS POP:\n\n JONES (VO)", "(PELT IS\n silent),\n The. submarine in question, Red October,\n is commanded' by a Captain Marko Ramius\n Apparently r he has suffered some kind\n of a nervous breakdown...", "(EYES NARROWING)\n Red October is turning directly into\n the t orpedos path.\n\n GREER\n Mother of God.", "THE DEEP\n Red October looms into view. To the right, the Konovalov shimmers\n in the dark. Between them, the torpedo appears. PINGS grow\n CLOSER and CLOSER. At the last minute", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, cars crawl from hiding. Sparks ERUPT from\n WIRES. Fire contra is history. Ramius leans over Borodin:", "(TO MANCUSO)\n Captain, we're about a thousand yards\n on Red October's port quarter. She's\n tracking on course two-one-zero, eight\n knots.", "THE RED OCTOBER\n on a ladder at the forward end of the Conn. Waiting for them," ], [ "RAMIUS\n It is cold.\n\n (BEAT)-\n And hard.\n Turning his back on the icy coast, Ramius smi-I fondly at the man\n who just spoke to him", "RAMIUS\n All right. rm going to address the crew.\n Ramius grabs the whip telephone. Jaw set, his eyes blaze with\n\n HYPNOTIC INTENSITY:", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "RAMIUS\n Gentlemen, I am Marko Ramius. I and\n my offers request political asylum in\n the United States.", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n in the Conn on Red October, surrounded by activity. Urgently, he\n speaks into a mike:", "RYAN (CONT'D)\n Ramius might be trying to defect.\n Nobody moves. Ryan glances at Greer. Greer rolls his eyes. Too\n far out. Ryan's on his own. The.General bristles:", "A spirited discussion ensues. Tuning it out, Ryan stares at the\n picture of Ramius and his wife. Urgently, he whispers to Greer:", "RAMIUS\n Bottom the ship.\n\n STADNYUK\n Wait!\n Leaving his quartermaster's station, Stadnyuk stands on shaky legs\n between Ramius and Kamarov:", "RAMIUS\n No, Vasily. I need you in fire control.\n We must track whoever's out there.\n Borodin heads for fre control. Ramius tosses Ryan into the chair\n behind the helm :", "RAMIUS\n When you see Putin, tell him that when\n it's convenient, 191 be in my stateroom.\n Leaving the Conn, Ramius enters", "RAMIUS\n Do you know me to be a man who\n talerates insubordination?\n Tbili- blanches, but will not look away. Ramius glances at the", "RAMIUS\n We must stop him before he gets into\n a panel..\n Ryan stares at Ramius. Ramiii isn't gonna stop anybody.\n Resigned, Ryan finds the .45 Mancuso gave him in his pocket,", "Ramius looks unearthly. The helmsman, water dripping from his\n clothes, WHISPERS:", "PAINTER\n For the sake of argument, let's assume\n you're right and Ramius intends to defect.", "Ramius and Borodin race into the compartment, Pet= is right\n behind them. The ship GROANS. Ramius. BELLOWS:", "All Petrov wants do to is get his ass off the boat. At the door,\n Ramius stops him:", "(TO RAMIIUS)\n You're heading straight into that torpedo.\n\n RAMIUS\n I know.", "moment, all that we believe in, all that\n we honor, would prevail forever.\n Ramius is finished. No one moves. Kamarov has goose bumps.", "Ramius wears a tar black winter uniform of Captain First Rank in\n the Soviet Navy. Behind him, out of sight, someone SPEAKS:", "RAMIUS (CONT'D)\n Bottom the damn ship!" ], [ "(PELT NODS)\n Before sailing, Captain Ramius sent a\n letter to Admiral Yuri Padorin, Chairman\n of Soviet Naval Deployment.\n Painting at Ramius' wedding picture, Ryan whispers to Greer:", "RAMIUS\n Gentlemen, I am Marko Ramius. I and\n my offers request political asylum in\n the United States.", "RAMIUS\n When you see Putin, tell him that when\n it's convenient, 191 be in my stateroom.\n Leaving the Conn, Ramius enters", "RYAN (CONT'D)\n Ramius might be trying to defect.\n Nobody moves. Ryan glances at Greer. Greer rolls his eyes. Too\n far out. Ryan's on his own. The.General bristles:", "RAMIUS\n It is cold.\n\n (BEAT)-\n And hard.\n Turning his back on the icy coast, Ramius smi-I fondly at the man\n who just spoke to him", "PAINTER\n For the sake of argument, let's assume\n you're right and Ramius intends to defect.", "(RE: MESSAGE)\n Think about this a second. Naturally\n the Soviets would tall us he is insane.\n They want us to sink him before he has\n an opportunity to defect.", "BORODIN\n You heard the Captain. Dismissed!\n One by one, the men file out of the wardroom. When they are gone,\n Borodin turns to Ramius,... speaking quietly:'", "another safe with four locks. Both Ramius and Putin have keys.\n Inside the second safe, a large envelope.\n it has an ornate. scarlet seal, marked 'Top Secret'. Ramius cracks", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n in the Conn on Red October, surrounded by activity. Urgently, he\n speaks into a mike:", "(URGENTLY)\n Look, I've been authorized by the\n President of the United States to\n talk to the Captain of Red October.\n Mancuso takes the last message from his pocket:", "TUPOLEV\n I will not break radio silence. We\n wilt lie here quietly for a few more\n hours. If Ramius hasn't arrived by\n then, I'll contact Red Fleet Command.", "PUTIN\n As you wish.\n There's a safe on the wall. Ramius spins the combination. Inside,", "RAMIUS\n All right. rm going to address the crew.\n Ramius grabs the whip telephone. Jaw set, his eyes blaze with\n\n HYPNOTIC INTENSITY:", "PUTIN'S NECK SHATTERS\n and his face goes slack. With surprising gentleness, Ramius lowers", "(PAUSE)\n There's something else you should know.\n On the morning we sailed, I posted a\n letter to Admiral Padorin announcing", "RAMIUS\n Bottom the ship.\n\n STADNYUK\n Wait!\n Leaving his quartermaster's station, Stadnyuk stands on shaky legs\n between Ramius and Kamarov:", "BORODIN\n He must have been in our baffles.\n We can't have\n Raising his hand, Ramius activates the intercom", "RAMIUS AND BORODIN\n drinking tea and munching black bread in Red October's wardroom.\n Nobody else around. Borodin smiles at Ramius fondly:" ], [ "SKIP TYLER\n built-like a fireplug, a monument to logic and impatience, leans on a\n cane, atop a platform by the tank#I watching", "(BEAT)\n With your permission, I'd like to show\n these to someone. Do you know Skip Tyler?\n\n GREER\n Sub driver. Did he get hurt or something?", "CUT TO:\n\n A PHONE RINGING,\n Ryan picks it up. He and Tyler are hip-deep in top secret fees in\n the naval archive stacks.", "SHADOW IS\n\n ADMIRAL GREER\n in a white uniform and cap. Beside him, Skip Tyler, leans on his\n cane, concentrating on Curry's display.", "TYLER\n Barely clears the screw in the --\n Tyler freezes. Somewhere in that vast abundance of grey matter, a\n\n NEURON FIRES:", "RYAN\n What are you doing with it?\n Tyler climbs off the piatfarm, working his cane with practiced\n precision. Taking Ryan by the arm, he heads for a door:", "(PAUSE)\n Affright.\n He stares at Tyler quizzically, waiting:\n\n GREER'S VOICE\n\n (FROM PHONE)\n Jack?", "Tyler. grits his teeth. Steiner closes the hatch. Across the room,\n Ryan enters. Spotting Tyler, he moves to the platform, staring at\n the mini sub. The propeller starts turning. It submerges.", "TYLER\n\n (TURNING)\n Ryan?\n\n RYAN\n Yes sir.\n (re: mini sub)\n What it that thing?", "TYLER'S OFFICE\n high tech naval architecture. Technicians, graduate students move\n about in the background. Tyler is hunched over the Red October\n\n PHOTOGRAPHS:", "TYLER (CONT'D)\n We messed with it. Years ago. Never\n could make it work. They really built\n this? This isn't a mock-up or anything?", "BEAUMONT)\n Skipper got him. The Russian hasn't\n got a clue.\n\n IN THE CONN\n On the deck, Mancuso glances at fire control.", "(BEAT)\n Your average skipper might get caught\n with his pants down. Not Mancuso.\n We stop all engines and turn with him.\n Staying in his baffles. Quiet as a mouse.", "RYAN\n Any records of our work on the caterpillar?\n\n TYLER\n\n (GRABBING HIS", "STEINER\n Brilliant, Skip. You're one of those\n guys you can't hide things from, right?", "IN THE CIC\n Curry coordinates information. AIL around him, men work intensely.\n Curry turns to one of the shadows:", "WARRANT OFFICER BILL STEINER\n thirties, the bane of Tyler's existence. Steiner's head is sticking\n out of a hatch on the mini sub. Eyeing him, Tyler BELLOWS:", "PELT\n I understand.\n Pelt picks up the phone.\n\n CUT TO:", "TYLER\n That's it. I designed this one. lt's\n aan d the Mystic.", "MANCUSO\n in the Conn aboard the Dallas with Thompson. Mancuso has a .45 in\n a holster on his belt. Thompson reads a message:" ], [ "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "THE RED OCTOBER\n a huge submarine, trading a gigantic rudder a hundred yards aft\n her sail. A patrol BOAT and ICEBREAKER escort her to sea. On\n SPEAKERS in the SAIL:", "RYAN\n British Intelligence received these\n two days ago. She's the Red October.\n The Soviet's newest typhoon.", "(TO MANCUSO)\n Captain, we're about a thousand yards\n on Red October's port quarter. She's\n tracking on course two-one-zero, eight\n knots.", "DAVENPORT\n The Dallas picked up Red October and\n is tracking her again. The Admiral\n issued orders for her to fall back and\n pick you up.\n Davenport takes Ryan's arm.", "ON THE SURFACE\n Red October rises in angry sea. An emergency door on the sail\n opens. Seconds later, a hatch on the missile deck opens also. The", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is at the scope, watching the flashing light.\n After a second, he steps back, face white. Finally, he turns to", "(TRANSLATING)\n Red October. Stay where you are.\n Do not attempt to submerge or we\n will are. Stand by to be boarded.\n\n PETROV", "GREER (CONT'D)\n One of our satellites caught Red October\n in Polijarny Inlet this morning.\n\n RYAN", "THE RED OCTOBER\n is revealed. Hovering above it, floodlights blazing, the DSRV.\n Descending, it locks onto a hatch by the sail.", "A RED ARMY CHORUS\n rises into the swirling sky. It seems to come from everywhere, the\n rocks, the trees, the sea itself. Red October dives. The screen\n fades to black and a giant title appears:", "(SLIDE)\n this ship, the Red October. A variant\n of the typhoon class, she's some six", "within minutes of that meeting, the\n Soviet Fleet sailed with orders to find\n Red October --", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n in the Conn on Red October, surrounded by activity. Urgently, he\n speaks into a mike:", "(BEAT)\n Unlike the standard typhoon, equipped\n to fire long-range missiles from Russian\n waters, Red October carries fifty-six", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "ON THE SURFACE\n Grey sky. Frothy sea. Red October's periscope appears. Seconds\n later, three hundred yards away, the Dalla' scope breaks the\n surface.", "OUTSIDE RED OCTOBER\n in the water, the mysterious doors on the sub's bow begin to open.\n Behind them, a strange tunnel is revealed. -", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the missile compartment, blood pounding, Ryan leans flat against\n a missile tube. On the other side of the tube, METAL fans on", "THE DEEP\n Red October looms into view. To the right, the Konovalov shimmers\n in the dark. Between them, the torpedo appears. PINGS grow\n CLOSER and CLOSER. At the last minute" ], [ "Ramius and Borodin race into the compartment, Pet= is right\n behind them. The ship GROANS. Ramius. BELLOWS:", "RAMIUS\n Bottom the ship.\n\n STADNYUK\n Wait!\n Leaving his quartermaster's station, Stadnyuk stands on shaky legs\n between Ramius and Kamarov:", "Ramius looks unearthly. The helmsman, water dripping from his\n clothes, WHISPERS:", "BORODIN\n You heard the Captain. Dismissed!\n One by one, the men file out of the wardroom. When they are gone,\n Borodin turns to Ramius,... speaking quietly:'", "RAMIUS\n It is cold.\n\n (BEAT)-\n And hard.\n Turning his back on the icy coast, Ramius smi-I fondly at the man\n who just spoke to him", "RAMIUS\n No, Vasily. I need you in fire control.\n We must track whoever's out there.\n Borodin heads for fre control. Ramius tosses Ryan into the chair\n behind the helm :", "RAMIUS\n When you see Putin, tell him that when\n it's convenient, 191 be in my stateroom.\n Leaving the Conn, Ramius enters", "Ramius wears a tar black winter uniform of Captain First Rank in\n the Soviet Navy. Behind him, out of sight, someone SPEAKS:", "RAMIUS\n Gentlemen, I am Marko Ramius. I and\n my offers request political asylum in\n the United States.", "IN THE MISSILE BAYS\n\n S\n men are spellbound by their captain's intensity:\n\n RAMIUS (VO -CONT'D)", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "All Petrov wants do to is get his ass off the boat. At the door,\n Ramius stops him:", "RAMIUS\n All right. rm going to address the crew.\n Ramius grabs the whip telephone. Jaw set, his eyes blaze with\n\n HYPNOTIC INTENSITY:", "KAMAROV\n He's in the missile compartment!\n\n RAMIUS\n\n (TO MANCUSO)\n The ship is yours.", "TALK. Orders GIVEN and AFFIRMED. Pulling back, Ramius and\n Borodin are revealed standing atop", "RAMIUS AND BORODIN\n drinking tea and munching black bread in Red October's wardroom.\n Nobody else around. Borodin smiles at Ramius fondly:", "ON THE FRIGATE\n in shock, the Russian crew gapes at the explosion. The young\n sailor who took courage from Ramius makes the sign of the cross.", "PUTIN'S NECK SHATTERS\n and his face goes slack. With surprising gentleness, Ramius lowers", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in a passageway outside a door to the missile compartment, Ramius\n and Ryan hug the bulkhead:", "IN THE ENLISTED MESS\n crowded together at tables, men hear Ramius' voice:\n\n RAMIUS (VO CONT'D)" ], [ "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n in the Conn on Red October, surrounded by activity. Urgently, he\n speaks into a mike:", "(PELT IS\n silent),\n The. submarine in question, Red October,\n is commanded' by a Captain Marko Ramius\n Apparently r he has suffered some kind\n of a nervous breakdown...", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is at the scope, watching the flashing light.\n After a second, he steps back, face white. Finally, he turns to", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "CAPTAIN LIEUTENANT BORIS KAMAROV\n Red October's navigator, watches Ramius i tently. The tension is\n palpable. Something extraordinary is about to happen:", "(TRANSLATING)\n Red October. Stay where you are.\n Do not attempt to submerge or we\n will are. Stand by to be boarded.\n\n PETROV", "(TO MANCUSO)\n Captain, we're about a thousand yards\n on Red October's port quarter. She's\n tracking on course two-one-zero, eight\n knots.", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n as before in Red. October's -Conn. The crew has come to battle\n stations. Borodin is at fire control..", "RYAN\n British Intelligence received these\n two days ago. She's the Red October.\n The Soviet's newest typhoon.", "(EYES NARROWING)\n Red October is turning directly into\n the t orpedos path.\n\n GREER\n Mother of God.", "(URGENTLY)\n Look, I've been authorized by the\n President of the United States to\n talk to the Captain of Red October.\n Mancuso takes the last message from his pocket:", "IN THE CONN\n on Red October, a handful of men struggle to fight the ship.\n Kamarov mans the wheel. Sonar SPEAKERS POP:\n\n JONES (VO)", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, it's a deathwatch. Ryan thinks of Sally. Mancuso\n stares at Ramius. Goddamned if he's gonna be the one to whine.", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n on the deck by the phone in Red October's Conn. Conscious of all\n eyes on him, he turns to a HELMSMAN:", "BONAVIA\n St M no sign of Red October, sir. I\n think we should surface and contact Red\n Fleet Command.\n\n TUPOLEV\n To what purpose?", "TUPOLEV\n Has it occurred to you that Red October\n may already be in position? That Ramius\n is merely hiding behind his silent drive?\n Waiting for me to break radio silence\n and make a fool of myself?", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the missile compartment, blood pounding, Ryan leans flat against\n a missile tube. On the other side of the tube, METAL fans on", "the deck, make signal to escort:.\n Ramius and. Borodin disappear. Red October prepares to dive. All", "THE RED OCTOBER\n a huge submarine, trading a gigantic rudder a hundred yards aft\n her sail. A patrol BOAT and ICEBREAKER escort her to sea. On\n SPEAKERS in the SAIL:" ], [ "RYAN\n British Intelligence received these\n two days ago. She's the Red October.\n The Soviet's newest typhoon.", "(BEAT)\n Unlike the standard typhoon, equipped\n to fire long-range missiles from Russian\n waters, Red October carries fifty-six", "(SLIDE)\n this ship, the Red October. A variant\n of the typhoon class, she's some six", "THE RED OCTOBER\n a huge submarine, trading a gigantic rudder a hundred yards aft\n her sail. A patrol BOAT and ICEBREAKER escort her to sea. On\n SPEAKERS in the SAIL:", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "TUPOLEV\n Has it occurred to you that Red October\n may already be in position? That Ramius\n is merely hiding behind his silent drive?\n Waiting for me to break radio silence\n and make a fool of myself?", "THE DEEP\n Red October looms into view. To the right, the Konovalov shimmers\n in the dark. Between them, the torpedo appears. PINGS grow\n CLOSER and CLOSER. At the last minute", "(EYES NARROWING)\n Red October is turning directly into\n the t orpedos path.\n\n GREER\n Mother of God.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "THE RED OCTOBER\n is revealed. Hovering above it, floodlights blazing, the DSRV.\n Descending, it locks onto a hatch by the sail.", "ON THE SURFACE\n Red October rises in angry sea. An emergency door on the sail\n opens. Seconds later, a hatch on the missile deck opens also. The", "(TO MANCUSO)\n Captain, we're about a thousand yards\n on Red October's port quarter. She's\n tracking on course two-one-zero, eight\n knots.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the missile compartment, blood pounding, Ryan leans flat against\n a missile tube. On the other side of the tube, METAL fans on", "THE DALLAS\n raves into view, rocketing forward at full, bore, streaking between\n Red October and the torpedo. it's really something.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is at the scope, watching the flashing light.\n After a second, he steps back, face white. Finally, he turns to", "(TRANSLATING)\n Red October. Stay where you are.\n Do not attempt to submerge or we\n will are. Stand by to be boarded.\n\n PETROV", "ON THE SURFACE\n Grey sky. Frothy sea. Red October's periscope appears. Seconds\n later, three hundred yards away, the Dalla' scope breaks the\n surface.", "(PELT IS\n silent),\n The. submarine in question, Red October,\n is commanded' by a Captain Marko Ramius\n Apparently r he has suffered some kind\n of a nervous breakdown...", "ON RED OCTOBER:.\n in the Conn, men bang on. Everything is at a forty-five degree\n down angle. Kamarov watches a depth gauge plummet.", "(ON SPEAKERS)\n The weapon enabled on the other side\n of the target. It passed Red October\n before it armed.\n\n TUPOLEV" ], [ "RAMIUS\n It is cold.\n\n (BEAT)-\n And hard.\n Turning his back on the icy coast, Ramius smi-I fondly at the man\n who just spoke to him", "RAMIUS -\n Ryan points out two photos on a bulletin board. One is of Ramius\n alone. The other is a wedding photo of Ramius and a beautiful\n woman.", "(BEAT)\n And there were personal reasons.\n\n RYAN\n Your wife?\n\n RAMIUS", "the shuddering body to the deck. Carefully, he checks the pulse in\n Putin's neck. Dying, Putin stares into Ramius' face.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "A spirited discussion ensues. Tuning it out, Ryan stares at the\n picture of Ramius and his wife. Urgently, he whispers to Greer:", "BORODIN\n You heard the Captain. Dismissed!\n One by one, the men file out of the wardroom. When they are gone,\n Borodin turns to Ramius,... speaking quietly:'", "RAMIUS AND BORODIN\n drinking tea and munching black bread in Red October's wardroom.\n Nobody else around. Borodin smiles at Ramius fondly:", "PUTIN'S NECK SHATTERS\n and his face goes slack. With surprising gentleness, Ramius lowers", "(WHISPEG)\n Ramius' wife. Padorin's her uncle!\n Greer has no idea what Ryan's saying. Moore's still talking:", "Ramius wears a tar black winter uniform of Captain First Rank in\n the Soviet Navy. Behind him, out of sight, someone SPEAKS:", "RAMIUS\n When you see Putin, tell him that when\n it's convenient, 191 be in my stateroom.\n Leaving the Conn, Ramius enters", "(PELT NODS)\n Before sailing, Captain Ramius sent a\n letter to Admiral Yuri Padorin, Chairman\n of Soviet Naval Deployment.\n Painting at Ramius' wedding picture, Ryan whispers to Greer:", "captain? - _.\n He dies. RAGING, Ramius POUNDS the BULKHEAD. Kamarov\n notices a light on a panel:", "(PELT IS\n silent),\n The. submarine in question, Red October,\n is commanded' by a Captain Marko Ramius\n Apparently r he has suffered some kind\n of a nervous breakdown...", "RAMIUS\n Do you know me to be a man who\n talerates insubordination?\n Tbili- blanches, but will not look away. Ramius glances at the", "RAMIUS\n Bottom the ship.\n\n STADNYUK\n Wait!\n Leaving his quartermaster's station, Stadnyuk stands on shaky legs\n between Ramius and Kamarov:", "moment, all that we believe in, all that\n we honor, would prevail forever.\n Ramius is finished. No one moves. Kamarov has goose bumps.", "isn't done, we're all going to die! -\n Ramius stands. Suddenly, Petrov remembers where he is. Ramius'\n eyes are bullet holes. Wilting,, Petrov stammers:", "RAMIUS\n Gentlemen, I am Marko Ramius. I and\n my offers request political asylum in\n the United States." ], [ "(TO MANCUSO)\n Captain, we're about a thousand yards\n on Red October's port quarter. She's\n tracking on course two-one-zero, eight\n knots.", "within minutes of that meeting, the\n Soviet Fleet sailed with orders to find\n Red October --", "RYAN\n British Intelligence received these\n two days ago. She's the Red October.\n The Soviet's newest typhoon.", "COPILOT\n Red Fleet Command, this is Bear Foxtrot\n two-eight-four. We have contact\n evaluated as Red October. Request\n conformation to attack?", "BONAVIA\n St M no sign of Red October, sir. I\n think we should surface and contact Red\n Fleet Command.\n\n TUPOLEV\n To what purpose?", "(TRANSLATING)\n Red October. Stay where you are.\n Do not attempt to submerge or we\n will are. Stand by to be boarded.\n\n PETROV", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "THE RED OCTOBER\n a huge submarine, trading a gigantic rudder a hundred yards aft\n her sail. A patrol BOAT and ICEBREAKER escort her to sea. On\n SPEAKERS in the SAIL:", "DAVENPORT\n The Dallas picked up Red October and\n is tracking her again. The Admiral\n issued orders for her to fall back and\n pick you up.\n Davenport takes Ryan's arm.", "(EYES NARROWING)\n Red October is turning directly into\n the t orpedos path.\n\n GREER\n Mother of God.", "GREER (CONT'D)\n One of our satellites caught Red October\n in Polijarny Inlet this morning.\n\n RYAN", "TUPOLEV\n The entire Soviet Fleet has been\n ordered to hunt Ramius down and\n destroy him. And where were we?\n Out of contact. Dead in the water!", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n in the Conn on Red October, surrounded by activity. Urgently, he\n speaks into a mike:", "RYAN (CONT'D)\n to elude one of ' our attack boats,\n the Dallas, which trailed Red October\n f r om harbor this morning.", "TUPOLEV\n Has it occurred to you that Red October\n may already be in position? That Ramius\n is merely hiding behind his silent drive?\n Waiting for me to break radio silence\n and make a fool of myself?", "(OVER SPEAKERS)\n Our torpedo missed Red October and\n is homing on us!\n\n TUPOLEV", "(PIG)\n One of our submarines, the Da71as, reports\n intermittent contact with Red October and\n is positioned here at the bottom of Red\n Route One. With luck, the Dallas will\n inte pt her.", "ON THE SURFACE\n Grey sky. Frothy sea. Red October's periscope appears. Seconds\n later, three hundred yards away, the Dalla' scope breaks the\n surface.", "THE DEEP\n Red October looms into view. To the right, the Konovalov shimmers\n in the dark. Between them, the torpedo appears. PINGS grow\n CLOSER and CLOSER. At the last minute", "A RED ARMY CHORUS\n rises into the swirling sky. It seems to come from everywhere, the\n rocks, the trees, the sea itself. Red October dives. The screen\n fades to black and a giant title appears:" ], [ "RAMIUS\n Enough! Putin is dead. The responsibility\n and the guilt are mine.", "Leaping to his feet, Ramius catches Putin, slamming him into a\n headlock, driving his thick neck downward, CRACKING his SKULL", "PUTIN'S NECK SHATTERS\n and his face goes slack. With surprising gentleness, Ramius lowers", "the shuddering body to the deck. Carefully, he checks the pulse in\n Putin's neck. Dying, Putin stares into Ramius' face.", "the man's chest. Putin struggles. His eyes bulge. Ramius strains,\n using all of his strength until..", "(RE: ORDERS)\n These orders are quite specific. Putin's\n unfortunate death wall not change them.\n Turning, Ramius spots Loginov and waves his hand. Loginov\n freezes.", "RAMIUS\n When you see Putin, tell him that when\n it's convenient, 191 be in my stateroom.\n Leaving the Conn, Ramius enters", "Smirking, Putin leaves. Ramius watches him go. SPEAKERS in the", "PUTIN\n As you wish.\n There's a safe on the wall. Ramius spins the combination. Inside,", "COUGH. Putin keeps starring. Flushed, Borodin looks away. Putin\n turns porcine eyes on Ramius:\n\n PUTIN (CONT'D)", "RAMIUS\n It is cold.\n\n (BEAT)-\n And hard.\n Turning his back on the icy coast, Ramius smi-I fondly at the man\n who just spoke to him", "isn't done, we're all going to die! -\n Ramius stands. Suddenly, Petrov remembers where he is. Ramius'\n eyes are bullet holes. Wilting,, Petrov stammers:", "another safe with four locks. Both Ramius and Putin have keys.\n Inside the second safe, a large envelope.\n it has an ornate. scarlet seal, marked 'Top Secret'. Ramius cracks", "All Petrov wants do to is get his ass off the boat. At the door,\n Ramius stops him:", "Ramius pours two cups of steaming tea from a silver pot on a\n serving tray, offering it to Putin.. Putin takes the cup.", "RAMIUS\n No, Vasily. I need you in fire control.\n We must track whoever's out there.\n Borodin heads for fre control. Ramius tosses Ryan into the chair\n behind the helm :", "violent motion,, Ramius kicks Putin's left leg from under him.\n Surprised, the; big man tumbles sideways.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "PU TIN\n seated at a desk, reading a bible. Startled, Putin looks up:\n\n RAMIUS\n What are you doing?", "captain? - _.\n He dies. RAGING, Ramius POUNDS the BULKHEAD. Kamarov\n notices a light on a panel:" ], [ "RYAN\n British Intelligence received these\n two days ago. She's the Red October.\n The Soviet's newest typhoon.", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n in the Conn on Red October, surrounded by activity. Urgently, he\n speaks into a mike:", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, it's a deathwatch. Ryan thinks of Sally. Mancuso\n stares at Ramius. Goddamned if he's gonna be the one to whine.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is at the scope, watching the flashing light.\n After a second, he steps back, face white. Finally, he turns to", "TUPOLEV\n Has it occurred to you that Red October\n may already be in position? That Ramius\n is merely hiding behind his silent drive?\n Waiting for me to break radio silence\n and make a fool of myself?", "(URGENTLY)\n Look, I've been authorized by the\n President of the United States to\n talk to the Captain of Red October.\n Mancuso takes the last message from his pocket:", "CAPTAIN LIEUTENANT BORIS KAMAROV\n Red October's navigator, watches Ramius i tently. The tension is\n palpable. Something extraordinary is about to happen:", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n as before in Red. October's -Conn. The crew has come to battle\n stations. Borodin is at fire control..", "RYAN\n\n (9 G)\n If the Soviets want us to sink Red\n October. We just might have to oblige.\n\n CUT TO:", "within minutes of that meeting, the\n Soviet Fleet sailed with orders to find\n Red October --", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "the deck, make signal to escort:.\n Ramius and. Borodin disappear. Red October prepares to dive. All", "(TO MANCUSO)\n Captain, we're about a thousand yards\n on Red October's port quarter. She's\n tracking on course two-one-zero, eight\n knots.", "DAVENPORT\n The Dallas picked up Red October and\n is tracking her again. The Admiral\n issued orders for her to fall back and\n pick you up.\n Davenport takes Ryan's arm.", "(PELT IS\n silent),\n The. submarine in question, Red October,\n is commanded' by a Captain Marko Ramius\n Apparently r he has suffered some kind\n of a nervous breakdown...", "(TRANSLATING)\n Red October. Stay where you are.\n Do not attempt to submerge or we\n will are. Stand by to be boarded.\n\n PETROV", "IN THE CONN\n on Red October, a handful of men struggle to fight the ship.\n Kamarov mans the wheel. Sonar SPEAKERS POP:\n\n JONES (VO)", "(EYES NARROWING)\n Red October is turning directly into\n the t orpedos path.\n\n GREER\n Mother of God.", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n on the deck by the phone in Red October's Conn. Conscious of all\n eyes on him, he turns to a HELMSMAN:" ], [ "THE RED OCTOBER\n is revealed. Hovering above it, floodlights blazing, the DSRV.\n Descending, it locks onto a hatch by the sail.", "DAVENPORT\n The Dallas picked up Red October and\n is tracking her again. The Admiral\n issued orders for her to fall back and\n pick you up.\n Davenport takes Ryan's arm.", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "(TO MANCUSO)\n Captain, we're about a thousand yards\n on Red October's port quarter. She's\n tracking on course two-one-zero, eight\n knots.", "THE RED OCTOBER\n a huge submarine, trading a gigantic rudder a hundred yards aft\n her sail. A patrol BOAT and ICEBREAKER escort her to sea. On\n SPEAKERS in the SAIL:", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is at the scope, watching the flashing light.\n After a second, he steps back, face white. Finally, he turns to", "ON THE SURFACE\n Red October rises in angry sea. An emergency door on the sail\n opens. Seconds later, a hatch on the missile deck opens also. The", "(TRANSLATING)\n Red October. Stay where you are.\n Do not attempt to submerge or we\n will are. Stand by to be boarded.\n\n PETROV", "GREER (CONT'D)\n One of our satellites caught Red October\n in Polijarny Inlet this morning.\n\n RYAN", "THE DEEP\n Red October looms into view. To the right, the Konovalov shimmers\n in the dark. Between them, the torpedo appears. PINGS grow\n CLOSER and CLOSER. At the last minute", "OUTSIDE RED OCTOBER\n in the water, the mysterious doors on the sub's bow begin to open.\n Behind them, a strange tunnel is revealed. -", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n in the Conn on Red October, surrounded by activity. Urgently, he\n speaks into a mike:", "RYAN\n British Intelligence received these\n two days ago. She's the Red October.\n The Soviet's newest typhoon.", "the deck, make signal to escort:.\n Ramius and. Borodin disappear. Red October prepares to dive. All", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "(EYES NARROWING)\n Red October is turning directly into\n the t orpedos path.\n\n GREER\n Mother of God.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in a passageway outside a door to the missile compartment, Ramius\n and Ryan hug the bulkhead:", "Gulping air, Petrov spots the raft and sail r pop back to the\n surface. Red October's sail disappears. Sailors haul freezing men\n from raging water. Hell on earth.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the missile compartment, blood pounding, Ryan leans flat against\n a missile tube. On the other side of the tube, METAL fans on", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, as the aftershock subsides, Ryan helps Ramius up off\n the floor, trying to make him comfortable against a bulkhead:" ], [ "TUPOLEV\n The entire Soviet Fleet has been\n ordered to hunt Ramius down and\n destroy him. And where were we?\n Out of contact. Dead in the water!", "(PELT NODS)\n Before sailing, Captain Ramius sent a\n letter to Admiral Yuri Padorin, Chairman\n of Soviet Naval Deployment.\n Painting at Ramius' wedding picture, Ryan whispers to Greer:", "RYAN (CONT'D)\n Ramius might be trying to defect.\n Nobody moves. Ryan glances at Greer. Greer rolls his eyes. Too\n far out. Ryan's on his own. The.General bristles:", "within minutes of that meeting, the\n Soviet Fleet sailed with orders to find\n Red October --", "RYAN\n British Intelligence received these\n two days ago. She's the Red October.\n The Soviet's newest typhoon.", "RAMIUS\n Gentlemen, I am Marko Ramius. I and\n my offers request political asylum in\n the United States.", "TUPOLEV\n I will not break radio silence. We\n wilt lie here quietly for a few more\n hours. If Ramius hasn't arrived by\n then, I'll contact Red Fleet Command.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is at the scope, watching the flashing light.\n After a second, he steps back, face white. Finally, he turns to", "BORODIN\n You heard the Captain. Dismissed!\n One by one, the men file out of the wardroom. When they are gone,\n Borodin turns to Ramius,... speaking quietly:'", "RAMIUS\n When you see Putin, tell him that when\n it's convenient, 191 be in my stateroom.\n Leaving the Conn, Ramius enters", "RAMIUS\n It is cold.\n\n (BEAT)-\n And hard.\n Turning his back on the icy coast, Ramius smi-I fondly at the man\n who just spoke to him", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "RAMIUS (CONT'D)\n Comrade, navigator.\n\n KAMAROV\n Captain?\n\n RAMIUS\n Rig for silent running.", "(WHISPERING)\n The Soviet Captain has a blind spot\n astern in his baffles and he's turning", "RAMIUS\n Sonar, this is Ramius. Can you\n identify the contact?\n\n TBILISI (VO)", "(PELT IS\n silent),\n The. submarine in question, Red October,\n is commanded' by a Captain Marko Ramius\n Apparently r he has suffered some kind\n of a nervous breakdown...", "another safe with four locks. Both Ramius and Putin have keys.\n Inside the second safe, a large envelope.\n it has an ornate. scarlet seal, marked 'Top Secret'. Ramius cracks", "RAMIUS\n No, Vasily. I need you in fire control.\n We must track whoever's out there.\n Borodin heads for fre control. Ramius tosses Ryan into the chair\n behind the helm :", "CAPTAIN LIEUTENANT BORIS KAMAROV\n Red October's navigator, watches Ramius i tently. The tension is\n palpable. Something extraordinary is about to happen:" ], [ "(TO MANCUSO)\n Captain, we're about a thousand yards\n on Red October's port quarter. She's\n tracking on course two-one-zero, eight\n knots.", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "RYAN\n British Intelligence received these\n two days ago. She's the Red October.\n The Soviet's newest typhoon.", "(URGENTLY)\n Look, I've been authorized by the\n President of the United States to\n talk to the Captain of Red October.\n Mancuso takes the last message from his pocket:", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n in the Conn on Red October, surrounded by activity. Urgently, he\n speaks into a mike:", "(EYES NARROWING)\n Red October is turning directly into\n the t orpedos path.\n\n GREER\n Mother of God.", "DAVENPORT\n The Dallas picked up Red October and\n is tracking her again. The Admiral\n issued orders for her to fall back and\n pick you up.\n Davenport takes Ryan's arm.", "(TRANSLATING)\n Red October. Stay where you are.\n Do not attempt to submerge or we\n will are. Stand by to be boarded.\n\n PETROV", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is at the scope, watching the flashing light.\n After a second, he steps back, face white. Finally, he turns to", "COPILOT\n Red Fleet Command, this is Bear Foxtrot\n two-eight-four. We have contact\n evaluated as Red October. Request\n conformation to attack?", "THE RED OCTOBER\n a huge submarine, trading a gigantic rudder a hundred yards aft\n her sail. A patrol BOAT and ICEBREAKER escort her to sea. On\n SPEAKERS in the SAIL:", "PRESENT TIME:\n\n RYAN (CONT'D)\n Captain, we have to find the Red October.\n She's a Russian --\n\n MANCUSO", "THE DEEP\n Red October looms into view. To the right, the Konovalov shimmers\n in the dark. Between them, the torpedo appears. PINGS grow\n CLOSER and CLOSER. At the last minute", "THE RED OCTOBER\n is revealed. Hovering above it, floodlights blazing, the DSRV.\n Descending, it locks onto a hatch by the sail.", "PUTIN\n (trying to joke)\n Given the amount of fire power on Red\n October, I'm sure the whole world will.\n breathe a cm1 eotive sigh of relief.", "TUPOLEV\n Has it occurred to you that Red October\n may already be in position? That Ramius\n is merely hiding behind his silent drive?\n Waiting for me to break radio silence\n and make a fool of myself?", "GREER (CONT'D)\n One of our satellites caught Red October\n in Polijarny Inlet this morning.\n\n RYAN", "within minutes of that meeting, the\n Soviet Fleet sailed with orders to find\n Red October --", "(BEAT)\n Launch noises. He's shooting again.\n\n THOMPSON\n What's the status of Red October?", "(OVER SPEAKERS)\n Our torpedo missed Red October and\n is homing on us!\n\n TUPOLEV" ], [ "(URGENTLY)\n Look, I've been authorized by the\n President of the United States to\n talk to the Captain of Red October.\n Mancuso takes the last message from his pocket:", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "RYAN\n British Intelligence received these\n two days ago. She's the Red October.\n The Soviet's newest typhoon.", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n in the Conn on Red October, surrounded by activity. Urgently, he\n speaks into a mike:", "RYAN\n\n (9 G)\n If the Soviets want us to sink Red\n October. We just might have to oblige.\n\n CUT TO:", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is at the scope, watching the flashing light.\n After a second, he steps back, face white. Finally, he turns to", "within minutes of that meeting, the\n Soviet Fleet sailed with orders to find\n Red October --", "(EYES NARROWING)\n Red October is turning directly into\n the t orpedos path.\n\n GREER\n Mother of God.", "DAVENPORT\n The Dallas picked up Red October and\n is tracking her again. The Admiral\n issued orders for her to fall back and\n pick you up.\n Davenport takes Ryan's arm.", "THE RED OCTOBER\n is revealed. Hovering above it, floodlights blazing, the DSRV.\n Descending, it locks onto a hatch by the sail.", "GREER (CONT'D)\n One of our satellites caught Red October\n in Polijarny Inlet this morning.\n\n RYAN", "(TRANSLATING)\n Red October. Stay where you are.\n Do not attempt to submerge or we\n will are. Stand by to be boarded.\n\n PETROV", "THE RED OCTOBER\n a huge submarine, trading a gigantic rudder a hundred yards aft\n her sail. A patrol BOAT and ICEBREAKER escort her to sea. On\n SPEAKERS in the SAIL:", "THE DEEP\n Red October looms into view. To the right, the Konovalov shimmers\n in the dark. Between them, the torpedo appears. PINGS grow\n CLOSER and CLOSER. At the last minute", "PUTIN\n (trying to joke)\n Given the amount of fire power on Red\n October, I'm sure the whole world will.\n breathe a cm1 eotive sigh of relief.", "(TO MANCUSO)\n Captain, we're about a thousand yards\n on Red October's port quarter. She's\n tracking on course two-one-zero, eight\n knots.", "IN THE CONN\n on Red October, a handful of men struggle to fight the ship.\n Kamarov mans the wheel. Sonar SPEAKERS POP:\n\n JONES (VO)", "(OVER SPEAKERS)\n Our torpedo missed Red October and\n is homing on us!\n\n TUPOLEV", "the deck, make signal to escort:.\n Ramius and. Borodin disappear. Red October prepares to dive. All", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, it's a deathwatch. Ryan thinks of Sally. Mancuso\n stares at Ramius. Goddamned if he's gonna be the one to whine." ], [ "RYAN\n British Intelligence received these\n two days ago. She's the Red October.\n The Soviet's newest typhoon.", "(SLIDE)\n this ship, the Red October. A variant\n of the typhoon class, she's some six", "THE RED OCTOBER\n a huge submarine, trading a gigantic rudder a hundred yards aft\n her sail. A patrol BOAT and ICEBREAKER escort her to sea. On\n SPEAKERS in the SAIL:", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "(BEAT)\n Unlike the standard typhoon, equipped\n to fire long-range missiles from Russian\n waters, Red October carries fifty-six", "THE RED OCTOBER\n is revealed. Hovering above it, floodlights blazing, the DSRV.\n Descending, it locks onto a hatch by the sail.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "OUTSIDE RED OCTOBER\n in the water, the mysterious doors on the sub's bow begin to open.\n Behind them, a strange tunnel is revealed. -", "(EYES NARROWING)\n Red October is turning directly into\n the t orpedos path.\n\n GREER\n Mother of God.", "ON THE SURFACE\n Red October rises in angry sea. An emergency door on the sail\n opens. Seconds later, a hatch on the missile deck opens also. The", "THE DEEP\n Red October looms into view. To the right, the Konovalov shimmers\n in the dark. Between them, the torpedo appears. PINGS grow\n CLOSER and CLOSER. At the last minute", "(TO MANCUSO)\n Captain, we're about a thousand yards\n on Red October's port quarter. She's\n tracking on course two-one-zero, eight\n knots.", "(TRANSLATING)\n Red October. Stay where you are.\n Do not attempt to submerge or we\n will are. Stand by to be boarded.\n\n PETROV", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the missile compartment, blood pounding, Ryan leans flat against\n a missile tube. On the other side of the tube, METAL fans on", "TUPOLEV\n Has it occurred to you that Red October\n may already be in position? That Ramius\n is merely hiding behind his silent drive?\n Waiting for me to break radio silence\n and make a fool of myself?", "A RED ARMY CHORUS\n rises into the swirling sky. It seems to come from everywhere, the\n rocks, the trees, the sea itself. Red October dives. The screen\n fades to black and a giant title appears:", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is at the scope, watching the flashing light.\n After a second, he steps back, face white. Finally, he turns to", "(PELT IS\n silent),\n The. submarine in question, Red October,\n is commanded' by a Captain Marko Ramius\n Apparently r he has suffered some kind\n of a nervous breakdown...", "IN THE WATER\n outskle Red October. The counter-measure, a device similar to a\n torpedo, designed to confuse acoustic homing mechanisms, spins\n away Pram Red October on high-speed screws.", "ON RED OCTOBER:.\n in the Conn, men bang on. Everything is at a forty-five degree\n down angle. Kamarov watches a depth gauge plummet." ], [ "(BEAT)\n And there were personal reasons.\n\n RYAN\n Your wife?\n\n RAMIUS", "RAMIUS -\n Ryan points out two photos on a bulletin board. One is of Ramius\n alone. The other is a wedding photo of Ramius and a beautiful\n woman.", "A spirited discussion ensues. Tuning it out, Ryan stares at the\n picture of Ramius and his wife. Urgently, he whispers to Greer:", "(WHISPEG)\n Ramius' wife. Padorin's her uncle!\n Greer has no idea what Ryan's saying. Moore's still talking:", "RAMIUS\n It is cold.\n\n (BEAT)-\n And hard.\n Turning his back on the icy coast, Ramius smi-I fondly at the man\n who just spoke to him", "BORODIN\n You heard the Captain. Dismissed!\n One by one, the men file out of the wardroom. When they are gone,\n Borodin turns to Ramius,... speaking quietly:'", "PUTIN'S NECK SHATTERS\n and his face goes slack. With surprising gentleness, Ramius lowers", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "the shuddering body to the deck. Carefully, he checks the pulse in\n Putin's neck. Dying, Putin stares into Ramius' face.", "RAMIUS AND BORODIN\n drinking tea and munching black bread in Red October's wardroom.\n Nobody else around. Borodin smiles at Ramius fondly:", "RAMIUS\n When you see Putin, tell him that when\n it's convenient, 191 be in my stateroom.\n Leaving the Conn, Ramius enters", "(PELT NODS)\n Before sailing, Captain Ramius sent a\n letter to Admiral Yuri Padorin, Chairman\n of Soviet Naval Deployment.\n Painting at Ramius' wedding picture, Ryan whispers to Greer:", "Ramius wears a tar black winter uniform of Captain First Rank in\n the Soviet Navy. Behind him, out of sight, someone SPEAKS:", "RYAN (CONT'D)\n Ramius might be trying to defect.\n Nobody moves. Ryan glances at Greer. Greer rolls his eyes. Too\n far out. Ryan's on his own. The.General bristles:", "Ramius looks unearthly. The helmsman, water dripping from his\n clothes, WHISPERS:", "RAMIUS\n Do you know me to be a man who\n talerates insubordination?\n Tbili- blanches, but will not look away. Ramius glances at the", "Smirking, Putin leaves. Ramius watches him go. SPEAKERS in the", "RAMIUS\n Bottom the ship.\n\n STADNYUK\n Wait!\n Leaving his quartermaster's station, Stadnyuk stands on shaky legs\n between Ramius and Kamarov:", "BORODIN\n He must have been in our baffles.\n We can't have\n Raising his hand, Ramius activates the intercom", "moment, all that we believe in, all that\n we honor, would prevail forever.\n Ramius is finished. No one moves. Kamarov has goose bumps." ], [ "RAMIUS\n That will be all, Doctor.\n Frightened, Petrov, stares at Ramb, The Captain's indomitable.\n Petrov leaves. Borodin has concerns of his own:", "DOCTOR NIKOLAY\" PETROV\n forties;, .thin, bespectacled and careworn. A dedicated Party man", "are true. But tell them that in the\n end I did my duty.\n Petrov splits. Borodin slams the hatch behind him and seals it.", "RAMIUS\n From what, Doctor?\n\n PETROV\n Making a mistake and...\n\n (EXASPERATED)\n We must report this to Red Meet Command.", "IN THE RAFTS\n Petrov and the others climb the nets. Halfway up, the doctor stares\n back at the helicopter hovering in the distance.", "(RESIGNED)\n As you wash, Comrade.\n Putin grins, heading for the door. He never makes it. In a sudden", "RAMIUS\n For many years the Russian Navy went to\n sea before there were political offScers,\n Doctor.\n\n PETROV\n Yes, but -", "(PAUSE)\n There's something else you should know.\n On the morning we sailed, I posted a\n letter to Admiral Padorin announcing", "RAMIUS\n Enough! Putin is dead. The responsibility\n and the guilt are mine.", "(TO IOGINOV)\n That will be all, Comrade.\n Glad to be anywhere else, Loginov returns to his work.", "(BEAT)\n And there were personal reasons.\n\n RYAN\n Your wife?\n\n RAMIUS", "BORODIN\n You heard the Captain. Dismissed!\n One by one, the men file out of the wardroom. When they are gone,\n Borodin turns to Ramius,... speaking quietly:'", "All Petrov wants do to is get his ass off the boat. At the door,\n Ramius stops him:", "KAMAROV\n In the name of God, why?\n\n RAMIUS\n We needed to burn the bridges. Make\n a clean break.", "Ramins and Borodin exchange glances. At his quartermaster station,\n Stadnyuk is paralyzed with fear.", "PETROV (CONT'D)\n Forgive me, Captain. But -", "our intentions to defect.\n Borodin's jaw drops. Tbilisi. is speechless. Kamarov whispers:", "OTHERS:\n\n RAMIUS (CONT'D)\n Return to your posts. All of You.\n No one moves. Time crawls by. Finally, Borodin gets to his feet:", "(TO MELEKHIN)\n We have just run out of time, Comrade.\n Get us out of this mess. And hurry!", "ON THE FRIGATE\n Petrov climbs onto the fantail. U.S. sailors are waiting with coffee\n and blankets. Fuming, Petrov confronts an officer:" ], [ "RAMIUS\n Bottom the ship.\n\n STADNYUK\n Wait!\n Leaving his quartermaster's station, Stadnyuk stands on shaky legs\n between Ramius and Kamarov:", "RAMIUS\n It is cold.\n\n (BEAT)-\n And hard.\n Turning his back on the icy coast, Ramius smi-I fondly at the man\n who just spoke to him", "BORODIN\n You heard the Captain. Dismissed!\n One by one, the men file out of the wardroom. When they are gone,\n Borodin turns to Ramius,... speaking quietly:'", "All Petrov wants do to is get his ass off the boat. At the door,\n Ramius stops him:", "RAMIUS\n When you see Putin, tell him that when\n it's convenient, 191 be in my stateroom.\n Leaving the Conn, Ramius enters", "the shuddering body to the deck. Carefully, he checks the pulse in\n Putin's neck. Dying, Putin stares into Ramius' face.", "RAMIUS\n No, Vasily. I need you in fire control.\n We must track whoever's out there.\n Borodin heads for fre control. Ramius tosses Ryan into the chair\n behind the helm :", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "RAMIUS\n We must stop him before he gets into\n a panel..\n Ryan stares at Ramius. Ramiii isn't gonna stop anybody.\n Resigned, Ryan finds the .45 Mancuso gave him in his pocket,", "PUTIN'S NECK SHATTERS\n and his face goes slack. With surprising gentleness, Ramius lowers", "Ramius and Borodin race into the compartment, Pet= is right\n behind them. The ship GROANS. Ramius. BELLOWS:", "IN THE CONN\n the last of the crew leaves. Borodin is at the periscope, Kamarov\n stands by Ramius. Only offfcers are left.", "isn't done, we're all going to die! -\n Ramius stands. Suddenly, Petrov remembers where he is. Ramius'\n eyes are bullet holes. Wilting,, Petrov stammers:", "Ramius wears a tar black winter uniform of Captain First Rank in\n the Soviet Navy. Behind him, out of sight, someone SPEAKS:", "(PELT NODS)\n Before sailing, Captain Ramius sent a\n letter to Admiral Yuri Padorin, Chairman\n of Soviet Naval Deployment.\n Painting at Ramius' wedding picture, Ryan whispers to Greer:", "KAMAROV\n He's in the missile compartment!\n\n RAMIUS\n\n (TO MANCUSO)\n The ship is yours.", "Smirking, Putin leaves. Ramius watches him go. SPEAKERS in the", "RYAN (CONT'D)\n Ramius might be trying to defect.\n Nobody moves. Ryan glances at Greer. Greer rolls his eyes. Too\n far out. Ryan's on his own. The.General bristles:", "is not a decision for discussion.\n Shrugging, Petrov disappears. Borodin and Ramius.. follow him.\n Freaked, Loginov watches them go.", "ON RED OCTOBER\n in the Conn, Ramius is at the scope, watching the flashing light.\n After a second, he steps back, face white. Finally, he turns to" ], [ "RYAN (CONT'D)\n Ramius might be trying to defect.\n Nobody moves. Ryan glances at Greer. Greer rolls his eyes. Too\n far out. Ryan's on his own. The.General bristles:", "JACK RYAN\n early-thirties, good-Looking, disheveled and harried, stuffs papers\n into a brief case. Slamming it shut, he reaches for his raincoat.", "RYAN\n You have a good memory, Captain. We\n meet briefly years ago. But I'm not\n a naval commander. I work for the CIA.\n\n RAMIUS", "RYAN;'\n (sha)dng hands)\n Jack Ryan, Admiral.. Sorry for the\n confusion, but, as:-l was just. telling\n Captain Davenport, I'm not a naval of cer", "DAVENPORT\n The Dallas picked up Red October and\n is tracking her again. The Admiral\n issued orders for her to fall back and\n pick you up.\n Davenport takes Ryan's arm.", "A spirited discussion ensues. Tuning it out, Ryan stares at the\n picture of Ramius and his wife. Urgently, he whispers to Greer:", "Ryan drags him into a space behind an electrical panel. Mercifully,\n the shooting STOPS.\n Ryan checks Ramius. His shoulder's a mess. Mind riling, Ryan", "GREER\n Yes, sir. The preliminary briefing\n today w M be handled by Dr. Jack Ryan.\n I believe you've seen some of his :work.\n\n PELT", "Ryan's back.\n Ryan peers down. Wind from the rotors crushes the waves.\n Between his feet, Ryan can see the small white wake from a\n periscope.", "-66-\n\n PAINTER\n We could fly you out there in a helicopter.\n But I don't think you'd like that much.\n\n RYAN-", "RYAN\n Listen to me, Captain. There must\n be some way you can establish contact\n without violating your orders. I'm\n telling you, he wants to defect.", "Ryan stares at Mancuso then at Ramius. Deciding, he turns the\n helm left, coming to course zero-two-zero.", "THE WHITE HOUSE\n in the background as Ryan springs from his car, racing up the\n steps to the Executive Office Building. At the top of the stairs,\n waiting for him, Greer is already in motion:", "SHOUTING SAILORS batten down the plane.\n A door opens. Ryan climbs down a ramp on shaky legs. Taking his\n arm, Davenport SHOUTS:", "RAMIUS\n No, Vasily. I need you in fire control.\n We must track whoever's out there.\n Borodin heads for fre control. Ramius tosses Ryan into the chair\n behind the helm :", "RAMIUS\n We must stop him before he gets into\n a panel..\n Ryan stares at Ramius. Ramiii isn't gonna stop anybody.\n Resigned, Ryan finds the .45 Mancuso gave him in his pocket,", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "-47-\n contents. Davenport leans on a bulkhead, staring at Ryan. Painter\n returns the letter:", "(TO RYAN)\n OK, Ryan. We just unzipped our fly.\n Now if he so much as twitches, I\"m..\n gonna blow the bastard to Mars.", "RYAN\n Fishing?\n\n RAMTUS\n Fishing.\n Taking a deep breath, Ramius studies the surrounding hills. Lights\n from farms twinkle in the night air." ], [ "(WHISPERING)\n The Soviet Captain has a blind spot\n astern in his baffles and he's turning", "THOMPSON\n Chief, release counter-measures and\n emergency blow all main valves.\n Let's hope to Christ this works!\n\n COB", "IN THE . WATER\n Blinding light. The Konovalov disintegrates. Billowing pockets of\n gas embrace the deep. Thirty-seven hundred tons of steel. and iron\n rip apart in the blink of an eye.", "MANCUSO\n And I have been ordered to blow him\n out of the water if he stays on a\n course to the United States or\n demonstrates any hostile intentions.\n\n RYAN", "(TO RAMIIUS)\n You're heading straight into that torpedo.\n\n RAMIUS\n I know.", "Wild-eyed sailors in rubber rafts hang on for their lives. On the\n horizon, Petrov spots the American frigate hurtling forward, light\n flashing.", "KAMAROV\n In the name of God, why?\n\n RAMIUS\n We needed to burn the bridges. Make\n a clean break.", "GREER\n And you understand, Lieutenant. I\n was never here. That torpedo did not\n self-destruct. It hit the target. Right?", "(ON SPEAKERS)\n Several short transients are close aboard.\n Could be water entry of small objects!\n\n RAMIUS\n All stop!", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "and my officers wall submerge the ship\n and take her elsewhere to scuttle. The\n Americans must never have this boat!", "TUPOLEV\n The entire Soviet Fleet has been\n ordered to hunt Ramius down and\n destroy him. And where were we?\n Out of contact. Dead in the water!", "RAMIUS\n All right. Instruct the crew to secure\n the rafts to the deck. When all. personnel\n are aboard the rafts, we will scuttle\n the ship out from under us!", "KAMAROV\n He's in the missile compartment!\n\n RAMIUS\n\n (TO MANCUSO)\n The ship is yours.", "(STANDING)\n Captain, this is not your boat. It\n belongs to the Union of the Soviet\n Socialist Republics. You would be\n well advised to remember that.", "BEAUMONT\n Dead in the water.\n\n THOMPSON\n They can't maneuver with the goddam\n DSRV stuck to them.", "RAMIUS (CONT'D)\n Bottom the damn ship!", "All Petrov wants do to is get his ass off the boat. At the door,\n Ramius stops him:", "RAMIUS\n He'll break into a panel and short\n -circuit the wiring on a missile. We'll\n be blown to pieces.\n Taking a deep breath, Ryan follows Ramiais into the", "IN THE CONN\n through the open emergency door, the sea CRASHES. Frightened to\n death, shivering sailors in life preservers line up to leave. Petrov\n counts them. Ramius stands by Sorodin." ], [ "(TO IOGINOV)\n That will be all, Comrade.\n Glad to be anywhere else, Loginov returns to his work.", "RAMIUS (CONT'D)\n You. Come here.\n\n (LOGINAV DOES)\n Your name?\n\n LOGINOV", "IT'S LOGINOV\n the cook's assistant who witnessed the Putin key exchange. He's", "MULE. Loginov is delivered to eternity. Impotent, the wires fall to\n the floor.", "the wires closer. Ryan tri es to speak. He can't. Loginov's grin\n cracks wide like a rotten egg.", "(TREMBLING)\n Cook's assistant, Loginov, sir.", "(RE: ORDERS)\n These orders are quite specific. Putin's\n unfortunate death wall not change them.\n Turning, Ramius spots Loginov and waves his hand. Loginov\n freezes.", "is not a decision for discussion.\n Shrugging, Petrov disappears. Borodin and Ramius.. follow him.\n Freaked, Loginov watches them go.", "irrational vi lainy that asks no forgiveness. For a moment, Ryan's\n paralyzed, a rabbit before a cobra.\n Deliberately, Loginov begins to move his hands together, bringing", "got a hot wire in each hand. Time stands sthl. Ryan stares at\n Loginov. Loginov stares back.\n There's something in the Loginov's eyes, an uncompromising,", "RAMIUS\n Good. Now, I want you and the Doctor\n to witness this, Ioginov. I have", "(RESIGNED)\n As you wash, Comrade.\n Putin grins, heading for the door. He never makes it. In a sudden", "are true. But tell them that in the\n end I did my duty.\n Petrov splits. Borodin slams the hatch behind him and seals it.", "sates ]save. Loginov isn't sure what to do. Petrov's agitated:", "of it, comrades, a mill worker.\n Borodin CHUCKLES. Putin stares at him. Borodin covers with a", "PU TIN\n seated at a desk, reading a bible. Startled, Putin looks up:\n\n RAMIUS\n What are you doing?", "RAMIUS\n That will be all, Doctor.\n Frightened, Petrov, stares at Ramb, The Captain's indomitable.\n Petrov leaves. Borodin has concerns of his own:", "Ramius wears a tar black winter uniform of Captain First Rank in\n the Soviet Navy. Behind him, out of sight, someone SPEAKS:", "Borodin goes to work. Ramius stares at Melekhin. Melekhin frowns.\n What the hell is happening?", "BORODIN\n He must have been in our baffles.\n We can't have\n Raising his hand, Ramius activates the intercom" ], [ "(PELT NODS)\n Before sailing, Captain Ramius sent a\n letter to Admiral Yuri Padorin, Chairman\n of Soviet Naval Deployment.\n Painting at Ramius' wedding picture, Ryan whispers to Greer:", "(PAUSE)\n There's something else you should know.\n On the morning we sailed, I posted a\n letter to Admiral Padorin announcing", "RAMIUS\n It is cold.\n\n (BEAT)-\n And hard.\n Turning his back on the icy coast, Ramius smi-I fondly at the man\n who just spoke to him", "RAMIUS\n Gentlemen, I am Marko Ramius. I and\n my offers request political asylum in\n the United States.", "RAMIUS\n When you see Putin, tell him that when\n it's convenient, 191 be in my stateroom.\n Leaving the Conn, Ramius enters", "(URGENTLY)\n Look, I've been authorized by the\n President of the United States to\n talk to the Captain of Red October.\n Mancuso takes the last message from his pocket:", "BORODIN\n You heard the Captain. Dismissed!\n One by one, the men file out of the wardroom. When they are gone,\n Borodin turns to Ramius,... speaking quietly:'", "RAMIUS\n Bottom the ship.\n\n STADNYUK\n Wait!\n Leaving his quartermaster's station, Stadnyuk stands on shaky legs\n between Ramius and Kamarov:", "CUT TO:\n\n RAMIUS\n in the Conn on Red October, surrounded by activity. Urgently, he\n speaks into a mike:", "(TO RAMIIUS)\n You're heading straight into that torpedo.\n\n RAMIUS\n I know.", "another safe with four locks. Both Ramius and Putin have keys.\n Inside the second safe, a large envelope.\n it has an ornate. scarlet seal, marked 'Top Secret'. Ramius cracks", "ON RED OCTOBER\n Ramius is glued to the eyepiece of his periscope. He spots the", "MOORE\n The contents of the letter are unknown,\n but Admiral Padorin immediately demanded\n a meeting with Premier Ligachev and", "RAMIUS\n Do you know me to be a man who\n talerates insubordination?\n Tbili- blanches, but will not look away. Ramius glances at the", "All Petrov wants do to is get his ass off the boat. At the door,\n Ramius stops him:", "ADMIRAL YURI ILYCH PADORIN\n in an overcoat and a rumpled hat, brim turned up in front.", "A spirited discussion ensues. Tuning it out, Ryan stares at the\n picture of Ramius and his wife. Urgently, he whispers to Greer:", "PUTIN\n As you wish.\n There's a safe on the wall. Ramius spins the combination. Inside,", "RAMIUS\n No, Vasily. I need you in fire control.\n We must track whoever's out there.\n Borodin heads for fre control. Ramius tosses Ryan into the chair\n behind the helm :", "RAMIUS\n All right. rm going to address the crew.\n Ramius grabs the whip telephone. Jaw set, his eyes blaze with\n\n HYPNOTIC INTENSITY:" ], [ "within minutes of that meeting, the\n Soviet Fleet sailed with orders to find\n Red October --", "RYAN\n Gentlemen, the last twenty four hours\n have seen some extraordinary Soviet\n naval activity. The first to sail was --", "(PAUSE)\n There's something else you should know.\n On the morning we sailed, I posted a\n letter to Admiral Padorin announcing", "TUPOLEV\n The entire Soviet Fleet has been\n ordered to hunt Ramius down and\n destroy him. And where were we?\n Out of contact. Dead in the water!", "(PIG)\n The majority of their Northern Fleet\n surface vessels are moving in a line\n abreast through here.", "(WHISPERING)\n The Soviet Captain has a blind spot\n astern in his baffles and he's turning", "(TO BORODIN)\n Alright. Pass word to abandon ship.\n Draft a message to Red Fleet Command\n telling them our location and situation!\n\n BORODIN", "(PELT NODS)\n Before sailing, Captain Ramius sent a\n letter to Admiral Yuri Padorin, Chairman\n of Soviet Naval Deployment.\n Painting at Ramius' wedding picture, Ryan whispers to Greer:", "ON THE SURFACE\n Red October rises in angry sea. An emergency door on the sail\n opens. Seconds later, a hatch on the missile deck opens also. The", "THE RED OCTOBER\n a huge submarine, trading a gigantic rudder a hundred yards aft\n her sail. A patrol BOAT and ICEBREAKER escort her to sea. On\n SPEAKERS in the SAIL:", "BONAVIA\n St M no sign of Red October, sir. I\n think we should surface and contact Red\n Fleet Command.\n\n TUPOLEV\n To what purpose?", "Wild-eyed sailors in rubber rafts hang on for their lives. On the\n horizon, Petrov spots the American frigate hurtling forward, light\n flashing.", "THE RED OCTOBER\n glides quietly up the river's surface. Ramius and Ryan stand on\n the sail. Behind them, two junior officers, one American and one\n Russian, Conn the ship:", "Ramius wears a tar black winter uniform of Captain First Rank in\n the Soviet Navy. Behind him, out of sight, someone SPEAKS:", "RYAN\n British Intelligence received these\n two days ago. She's the Red October.\n The Soviet's newest typhoon.", "TUPOLEV\n I will not break radio silence. We\n wilt lie here quietly for a few more\n hours. If Ramius hasn't arrived by\n then, I'll contact Red Fleet Command.", "RAMIUS (CONT'D)\n Comrade, navigator.\n\n KAMAROV\n Captain?\n\n RAMIUS\n Rig for silent running.", "the deck, make signal to escort:.\n Ramius and. Borodin disappear. Red October prepares to dive. All", "suddenly to see if he can catch us\n there. It's a trick the Soviets use\n called a crazy Ivan turn.", "ON THE SURFACE\n Grey sky. Frothy sea. Red October's periscope appears. Seconds\n later, three hundred yards away, the Dalla' scope breaks the\n surface." ], [ "KAMAROV\n He's in the missile compartment!\n\n RAMIUS\n\n (TO MANCUSO)\n The ship is yours.", "captain? - _.\n He dies. RAGING, Ramius POUNDS the BULKHEAD. Kamarov\n notices a light on a panel:", "KAMAROV\n Captain, Major Tbilisi reports the crew\n are secured in rafts and rafts are tied\n down. We should join the crew and\n scuttle the ship.", "KAMAROV\n In the name of God, why?\n\n RAMIUS\n We needed to burn the bridges. Make\n a clean break.", "KAMAROV\n Easy, boy.\n Borodin COUGHS. Confused, the crew watch their Captain. Lights\n stay on. Concussions die down. Ships speakers CRACKLE:", "CAPTAIN LIEUTENANT BORIS KAMAROV\n Red October's navigator, watches Ramius i tently. The tension is\n palpable. Something extraordinary is about to happen:", "KAMAROV\n Outer doors are open, Captain.\n\n RAMIUS\n Engage the caterpi lar.", "RAMIUS (CONT'D)\n Comrade, navigator.\n\n KAMAROV\n Captain?\n\n RAMIUS\n Rig for silent running.", "RAMIUS\n Bottom the ship.\n\n STADNYUK\n Wait!\n Leaving his quartermaster's station, Stadnyuk stands on shaky legs\n between Ramius and Kamarov:", "KAMAROV\n Coming to course two-five-zero.\n Kama=ov draws a line on his chart. The new course is west into the\n Atlantic. Suddenly, the intercom CRACKLES:", "HELMSMAN\n We're flooding!\n Expressinnless, Kamarov slams him back to his chair and shuts down\n the relief valve. The spray stops:", "KAMAROV\n Four hundred meters.\n Bulkheads CRACK under tons of pressure. Torpedo and counter-", "IN THE CONN\n on Red October, a handful of men struggle to fight the ship.\n Kamarov mans the wheel. Sonar SPEAKERS POP:\n\n JONES (VO)", "TBIISSI (VO)\n\n (ON SPEAKERS)\n Torpedo has passed over us. It's\n hunting for a target.\n\n KAMAROV", "RAMIUS\n That will be all, Doctor.\n Frightened, Petrov, stares at Ramb, The Captain's indomitable.\n Petrov leaves. Borodin has concerns of his own:", "RAMIUS\n Down scope.\n\n (TURNING)\n Any. sonar contacts?\n\n KAMAROV\n Sonar is clear, Captain.", "the shuddering body to the deck. Carefully, he checks the pulse in\n Putin's neck. Dying, Putin stares into Ramius' face.", "IN THE CONN\n the last of the crew leaves. Borodin is at the periscope, Kamarov\n stands by Ramius. Only offfcers are left.", "RAMIUS\n Not yet. Right now, the Soviet Captain,\n a man named Tupolev is removing the\n safety features on all his weapons.", "(WHISPERING)\n The Soviet Captain has a blind spot\n astern in his baffles and he's turning" ] ]

[ "What kind of deception does Ramius use to fool Ryan and the Americans?", "What country is Ryan from?", "V. K. Konovalov believes he is following what, when he is actually trailing Red October?", "What is Ramius attempting to do?", "How did Ramius tell the Soviet Union he was planning to defect?", "Who does Skip Tyler work for?", "Where does Red October leave from?", "Where are Ramius and his shipmates brought to?", "What does the commander of the Red October plan on doing at the beginning of the story?", "What makes the Red October so dangerous?", "How did commander Ramius's wife die?", "Why does the Soviet Northern Fleet claim to be following the Red October?", "Why does Ramius kill Ivan Putin?", "Who plans on destroying the Red October after the Soviets believe that it has already been destroyed?", "Where does the Red October eventually dock?", "How did the Soviet Fleet originally find out that Ramius was defecting to the US?", "What does the U.S. military plan on doing with the Red October?", "How does the U.S. convince the Soviets that the Red October has been destroyed?", "What is special about the Red October?", "What happened to Ramius' wife?", "Why did the doctor who treated Natalia escape punishment?", "Who does Ramius kill before leaving the shipyard at Polyarny?", "Why does Jack Ryan fly to Langley, Virginia?", "Why is the USS Ethan Allen blown up?", "Who is Igor Loginov masquerading as?", "What does Ramius tell Admiral Yuri Padorin in the letter he sends?", "Under what pretext does the Soviet Northern Fleet set sail?", "Who kills Captain Lieutnant Kamarov?" ]

[ [ "He blows up the USS Ethan Allen", "He fakes a reactor meltdown." ], [ "USA", "London" ], [ "An Ohio class vessel", "An Ohio-class submarine." ], [ "Defect to the United States", "Defect the United States with the experimental nuclear submarine Red October." ], [ "He wrote a letter to his wife's uncle. ", "He sent a letter Admiral Yuri Padorin" ], [ "The US Navy", "U.S. Navel Academy" ], [ "Polyarny", "The shipyard at Polyarny." ], [ "A CIA safehouse ", "CIA safehouse" ], [ "Turning against the Soviet Navy and defecting to the United States.", "Defecting to the United States." ], [ "It has new technology that can launch nuclear missiles without being detected.", "It has new stealth technology " ], [ "She was killed by a drunk and incompetent doctor.", "Under the care of an incompetent and drunk doctor." ], [ "A search and rescue mission.", "To search for and rescue the Red October." ], [ "He does not want his political officer to interfere with his plans.", "So he doesn't interfere with his defection." ], [ "The cook on board the submarine.", "Igor Loginov" ], [ "Norfolk, Virginia.", "Norfolk, Virginia" ], [ "He wrote a letter to his dead wife's family stating his intentions.", "He sent a letter the the Soviet Admiral." ], [ "Saving the submarine from being destroyed so they can study its technology.", "Copy its stealth propulsion system" ], [ "Ramius fakes a reactor meltdown and they sink a U.S. submarine instead.", "The crew is removed and they fake a nuclear meltdown." ], [ "It is equipped with new technology that makes it difficult to detect with sonar and can therefore attack with little or no warning.", "Has a propulsion system that makes detection by sonar very difficult." ], [ "She died", "She died." ], [ "He was the son of a Politburo member.", "Son of a Politburo Member" ], [ "Ivan Putin", "Ivan Putin" ], [ "He delivers photos of the Red October from M16 to the Deputy Director of Intelligence", "Delivery of MI6's photos of Red October" ], [ "In order to deceive the Soviet into believing that the Red October is destroyed.", "As a deception" ], [ "The cook on the Red October", "Red October's cook." ], [ "He tells him of his intent to defect.", "He states his intention to defect." ], [ "Search and rescue mission", "Search and rescue mission." ], [ "Igor Loginov", "Igor Loginov." ] ]

[ [ "“It is like a country in an underworld,” said Gudrun. “The colliers", "Gudrun went away, back to Winifred. Mademoiselle had left, Gudrun\nstayed a good deal at Shortlands, and a tutor came in to carry on", "“I haven’t got a husband,” said Gudrun in English. In German she\nanswered,", "It was two days after this that Ursula was to go to fetch her things\nfrom the house in Beldover. The removal had taken place, the family had\ngone. Gudrun had rooms in Willey Green.", "Gudrun went to Dresden. She wrote no particulars of herself. Ursula\nstayed at the Mill with Birkin for a week or two. They were both very\nquiet.", "“My God!” cried Gudrun. “But wouldn’t it be wonderful, if all England", "“And how did you live then?” asked Ursula.\n\nHe looked at her—then, suddenly, at Gudrun.", "Gudrun was away in London, having a little show of her work, with a\nfriend, and looking round, preparing for flight from Beldover. Come", "To Gudrun, however, it was potent and half-repulsive. She could never\ntell why Beldover was so utterly different from London and the south,", "“Ursula!” cried Gudrun. “Isn’t it amazing! Can you believe you lived in", "universe. And Gudrun felt herself outside. Always this desolating,\nagonised feeling, that she was outside of life, an onlooker, whilst", "“Well,” said Gudrun. “There’s nothing particular to tell. You know", "“Yes,” said Gudrun slowly, “you love England immensely, _immensely_,\nRupert.”", "“She knew Gudrun in London—that’s the younger one, the one with the", "street on Friday evening. So he walked with Gudrun, and a friendship\nwas struck up between them. But he was not in love with Gudrun; he", "“She has her own thoughts.”\n\n“Yes,” said Gudrun.\n\nThen they were silent.", "“Nothing,” cried Gudrun, in swift refutation. “But supposing I did.", "But Winifred’s large eyes were fixed on her, and the girl did not move.\n\n“He is very ill,” said Gudrun.", "of the school-inspectors of the county. But Gudrun had met others, in\nLondon. Moving with her artist friends in different kinds of society,", "“I don’t suppose you will see very much more of Gudrun, at least. She" ], [ "“Ursula, there’s somebody.”", "“You mean with Ursula?” she said, in challenge.\n\n“Yes. That is so, isn’t it?”", "fascinated her, and she loathed it. There was Ursula, with a slightly\nstartled look on her face, as if she were hurt, and the pain were just\noutside her consciousness.", "Ursula laughed.\n\n“I like him for it,” she said.", "Even now, she could not admit, to Ursula, that she wanted to keep it,\nas a memento, or a symbol. But Ursula knew, and was not pleased. So the\nsubject was switched off.", "“No,” said Ursula. “No. It would bore me. I couldn’t spend my time", "“No,” said Ursula, “there would be nothing.”", "“Ursula,” she said at length, in a voice of question and detachment,", "established her in a higher order of life. She was apt, mentally, to\ncondescend to women such as Ursula, whom she regarded as purely", "The sisters went home again, to read and talk and work, and wait for\nMonday, for school. Ursula often wondered what else she waited for,", "anybody. Ursula does exactly as she pleases.”", "“I do,” said Ursula. “But I’m", "“Yes,” said Ursula. “I do. I am sick of all this poking and prying.”", "Her grey, almost sardonic eyes rested all the while on Ursula, as if\nsumming her up.\n\n“Oh no,” said Ursula.", "“No, not really,” replied Ursula, with the same maddening cheerfulness.", "“Yes,” said Ursula. “Why not?” Those two words, from her, always drove", "“No,” said Ursula.\n\n“I think it is perfectly wonderful—like a flash of instinct.”", "Ursula was given over to this statement for some moments. Then she half\nrose from her chair, saying, in a final, repellent voice:", "“No,” said Ursula. “And they’re so heavy.”", "Ursula laughed. She was frightened, and when she was frightened she\nalways laughed and pretended to be jaunty." ], [ "“She has her own thoughts.”\n\n“Yes,” said Gudrun.\n\nThen they were silent.", "They worked on in silence for some time, Gudrun’s cheek was flushed\nwith repressed emotion. She resented its having been called into being.", "“Nothing,” cried Gudrun, in swift refutation. “But supposing I did.", "“I haven’t got a husband,” said Gudrun in English. In German she\nanswered,", "frightened, had turned aside to avoid any more tragic eventuality. She\nand Gudrun resumed work as usual, in the isolation of the studio, and", "Winifred readjusted herself a little. She had been ready to accept\nGudrun as a sort of servant. Now she saw it was on terms of friendship", "Gudrun went away, back to Winifred. Mademoiselle had left, Gudrun\nstayed a good deal at Shortlands, and a tutor came in to carry on", "street on Friday evening. So he walked with Gudrun, and a friendship\nwas struck up between them. But he was not in love with Gudrun; he", "But Winifred’s large eyes were fixed on her, and the girl did not move.\n\n“He is very ill,” said Gudrun.", "“Ah! Then her life won’t be altogether wasted, you think?”\n\nGudrun was rather surprised.", "Gudrun was away in London, having a little show of her work, with a\nfriend, and looking round, preparing for flight from Beldover. Come", "“Well,” said Gudrun. “There’s nothing particular to tell. You know", "There was a long pause, whilst Ursula stitched and Gudrun went on with\nher sketch. The sisters were women, Ursula twenty-six, and Gudrun", "Gudrun went to Dresden. She wrote no particulars of herself. Ursula\nstayed at the Mill with Birkin for a week or two. They were both very\nquiet.", "“So do I,” said Gudrun. “But could you _bear_ to have it swinging to", "“And how did you live then?” asked Ursula.\n\nHe looked at her—then, suddenly, at Gudrun.", "“It is like a workman getting up to go to work,” thought Gudrun. “And I", "“Oh,” said Gudrun, “if I can have the studio and work there, I can earn\nmoney enough, really I can.”", "But Gudrun looked handsome and brilliant, and she wore her clothes in\npure defiance. When people stared at her, and giggled after her, she\nmade a point of saying loudly, to Ursula:", "A strange black passion surged up pure in Gudrun. She felt strong. She\nfelt her hands so strong, as if she could tear the world asunder with" ], [ "street on Friday evening. So he walked with Gudrun, and a friendship\nwas struck up between them. But he was not in love with Gudrun; he", "In this extremity his instinct led him to Gudrun. He threw away\neverything now—he only wanted the relation established with her. He", "This was an assumption of a sort of intimacy that irritated Gudrun\nalmost like an affront. It seemed to her that Gerald was deliberately\ninsulting her, and infringing on the decent privacy of them all.", "When Ursula and Birkin were gone, Gudrun felt herself free in her\ncontest with Gerald. As they grew more used to each other, he seemed to", "But Gudrun moved forward. She raised her clenched hand high, and\nbrought it down, with a great downward stroke on to the face and on to\nthe breast of Gerald.", "Gudrun knew that it was a critical thing for her to go to Shortlands.\nShe knew it was equivalent to accepting Gerald Crich as a lover. And", "Gudrun had turned round and looked at the two men. They were to her\nsinister creatures, standing watching after her, by the heap of pale\ngrey slag. She loathed the man with whiskers round his face.", "“I’ve loved you, as well as Gudrun, don’t forget,” said Birkin", "Then, sure enough, there came a note from him, asking if she would come\nto tea with Gudrun, to his rooms in town.", "“Yes,” said Gudrun slowly, “you love England immensely, _immensely_,\nRupert.”", "A strange black passion surged up pure in Gudrun. She felt strong. She\nfelt her hands so strong, as if she could tear the world asunder with", "Because Gudrun had danced with the well-built, soft youth, his\ncompanion, Loerke, was more pettish and exasperated than ever, and", "_really_ wanted Ursula, but for some strange reason, nothing could\nhappen between her and him. He liked to have Gudrun about, as a", "between the women was real and rather frightening. It was strange to\nsee how Gudrun clung with heavy, desperate passion to Ursula, yet\nsmiled with subtle malevolence against her, how Ursula accepted", "The moment he saw Gudrun something jolted in his soul. She was looking\nrather lofty and superb, smiling slowly and graciously to the Germans.", "So she withdrew away from Gudrun and from that which she stood for, she\nturned in spirit towards Birkin again. She had not seen him since the", "It was a contest of words, but it meant a conflict of spirit between\nthe two men. And all the while Gudrun could see in Gerald an arrogant", "At last she saw Gudrun coming, and she ran downstairs to warn her\nfather and Gerald. They, laughing at her anxiety and gravity, came with", "“That is quite true,” cried Gudrun, let loose in a sort of rhapsody.", "A weakness ran over his body, a terrible relaxing, a thaw, a decay of\nstrength. Without knowing, he had let go his grip, and Gudrun had\nfallen to her knees. Must he see, must he know?" ], [ "Luckily everybody was going away. The Criches never stayed long at\nhome. By dinner-time, Gerald was left quite alone. Even Winifred was\ncarried off to London, for a few days with her sister Laura.", "“It’s Diana, is it,” muttered Gerald. “The young monkey, she’d have to", "pleasure. Then her eyes, strange and flaming, lifted and looked at the\nfather, and at Gerald. And again Gerald shrank in spirit, as if it", "“Mr Gerald!” came the captain’s terrified voice. “Miss Diana’s in the\nwater.”", "Suddenly, they were aware of a vague white figure near them. It was\nGerald. Gudrun’s heart leapt in sudden terror, profound terror. She\nrose to her feet.", "She appealed to Gerald strongly. He felt an awful, enjoyable power over\nher, an instinctive cherishing very near to cruelty. For she was a", "The bodies of the dead were not recovered till towards dawn. Diana had\nher arms tight round the neck of the young man, choking him.\n\n“She killed him,” said Gerald.", "Gerald. She was afraid of Gerald, that he might kill her. But she did\nnot intend to be killed. A fine thread still united her to him. It", "Gerald sat talking to her one afternoon in the warm study down at the\nMill. Rupert had not yet come home.\n\n“You are happy?” Gerald asked her, with a smile.", "then a black flare came over her eyes. The heavy, fair young man\nignored her completely; he was really afraid of her. For some moments\nshe would be unaware of Gerald. He had not conquered her yet.", "At last she saw Gudrun coming, and she ran downstairs to warn her\nfather and Gerald. They, laughing at her anxiety and gravity, came with", "They went away. Gerald was taken to England, to be buried. Birkin and\nUrsula accompanied the body, along with one of Gerald’s brothers. It", "Gerald, white like a presence in his summer clothes, was following down\nthe open grassy slope. Gudrun waited for him to come up. Then she\nsoftly put out her hand and touched him, saying softly:", "Gerald, very pale, was watching her closely. His eyes were lit up with\nintent lights, absorbed and gleaming. She turned suddenly on him.", "that is Hermione come now, with Gerald Crich. She wanted to see the\nrooms before they are furnished.”", "Gerald stood leaning back against the mantel-piece. He looked down at\nBirkin, and his eyes flashed with a sort of terror like the eyes of a", "Gerald sat erect, perfectly still, his face pale and calm, like the\nface of a statue. He was unaware of her, or of Loerke or anybody. He", "Gerald, who had now got the dance perfectly, was dancing again with the\nyounger of the Professor’s daughters, who was almost dying of virgin", "Whilst he was laid up, Gerald came to see him. The two men had a deep,\nuneasy feeling for each other. Gerald’s eyes were quick and restless,", "Then there was the sound of the door softly opening. Gerald started. He\nwas chagrined. It was his starting that really startled Gudrun. Then he\nwent forward, with quick, graceful, intentional courtesy." ], [ "“Of course,” said Ursula at last, “she _might_ just be willing to rush\ninto marriage. You can see.”", "“I do,” said Ursula. “But I’m", "Suddenly Ursula said to the company at large, in a bright voice,\n“Rupert and I are going to be married tomorrow.”\n\nHer father turned round, stiffly.", "“You mean with Ursula?” she said, in challenge.\n\n“Yes. That is so, isn’t it?”", "“Of course,” said Ursula, “I don’t care about marriage—it isn’t really", "“I’ve nothing against your marrying Ursula,” Brangwen began at length.", "“Yes—yes—” cried Ursula, pointing her finger at him. “There you are—a", "“Yes,” cried Ursula, in her hot, overbearing voice. “Why couldn’t he", "“Yes,” said Ursula. “You must have _his_ soul.”", "Ursula laughed.\n\n“I like him for it,” she said.", "“Yes,” said Ursula. “I do. I am sick of all this poking and prying.”", "“Yes,” said Ursula. “Why not?” Those two words, from her, always drove", "“Well,” replied Ursula, “_He_ wants to, awfully, but I’m not so sure.”", "“Oh yes,” cried Ursula. “It’s right for them—there’s nothing else for", "“No,” said Ursula, yielding up the crabs and receiving the cuttle-fish.", "“Oh yes,” said Ursula. “There’s never anything said that isn’t", "“Yes, I think I’ll go,” said Ursula, her face set, and averted from\nHermione’s eyes.", "“Yes!” cried Ursula, too eagerly, throwing aside her sewing and leaping\nup, as if to escape something, thus betraying the tension of the", "“No,” stammered Ursula. Her father was very near to her. “You only want\nto—”", "“Do I!” said Ursula. “But I think he is awfully young, on one side.”" ], [ "He reached and touched the dead face. And the sharp, heavy bruise of\nice bruised his living bowels. He wondered if he himself were freezing", "He went over the snow slopes, to see where the death had been. At last\nhe came to the great shallow among the precipices and slopes, near the", "They were in the heart of the mountains. From high above, on either\nside, swept down the white fold of snow, so that one seemed small and\ntiny in a valley of pure concrete heaven, all strangely radiant and\nchangeless and silent.", "too, freezing from the inside. In the short blond moustache the\nlife-breath was frozen into a block of ice, beneath the silent\nnostrils. And this was Gerald!", "Yet why be afraid? It was bound to happen. To be murdered! He looked\nround in terror at the snow, the rocking, pale, shadowy slopes of the", "icy vapour round his heart. He saw the blind valley, the great\ncul-de-sac of snow and mountain peaks, under the heaven. And there was", "came to Zürich, then, before very long, ran under the mountains, that\nwere deep in snow. At last she was drawing near. This was the other\nworld now.", "Ursula stood aside watching the living man stare at the frozen face of\nthe dead man. Both faces were unmoved and unmoving. The candle-flames\nflickered in the frozen air, in the intense silence.", "sky. Miracle of miracles!—this utterly silent, frozen world of the\nmountain-tops was not universal! One might leave it and have done with\nit. One might go away.", "Gerald stumbled on up the slope of snow, in the bluish darkness, always\nclimbing, always unconsciously climbing, weary though he was. On his", "the mountain. But he wandered unconsciously, till he slipped and fell\ndown, and as he fell something broke in his soul, and immediately he\nwent to sleep.", "To her it was so beautiful, it was a delirium, she wanted to gather the\nglowing, eternal peaks to her breast, and die. He saw them, saw they", "Suddenly she wanted to go away. It occurred to her, like a miracle,\nthat she might go away into another world. She had felt so doomed up\nhere in the eternal snow, as if there were no beyond.", "And Gerald! The denier! He left the heart cold, frozen, hardly able to\nbeat. Gerald’s father had looked wistful, to break the heart: but not", "So he came down reluctantly, snow-burned, snow-estranged, to the house\nin the hollow, between the knuckles of the mountain tops. He saw its", "Then they passed into a gulley, where were walls of black rock and a\nriver filled with snow, and a still blue sky above. Through a covered", "He had taken a little toboggan, for the two of them, and they trudged\nbetween the blinding slopes of snow, that burned their now hardening", "the thought of finding himself in the world again. He must stay up\nthere in the snow forever. He had been happy by himself, high up there\nalone, travelling swiftly on skis, taking far flights, and skimming", "“Why? Why should it be?” she asked. He only stood still, in the\nterribly cold air that moved invisibly over the mountain tops, folding\nher round with his arms.", "sledge drove away leaving Gudrun and Gerald standing on the snow,\nwaving. Something froze Birkin’s heart, seeing them standing there in" ], [ "In this extremity his instinct led him to Gudrun. He threw away\neverything now—he only wanted the relation established with her. He", "This was an assumption of a sort of intimacy that irritated Gudrun\nalmost like an affront. It seemed to her that Gerald was deliberately\ninsulting her, and infringing on the decent privacy of them all.", "street on Friday evening. So he walked with Gudrun, and a friendship\nwas struck up between them. But he was not in love with Gudrun; he", "between the women was real and rather frightening. It was strange to\nsee how Gudrun clung with heavy, desperate passion to Ursula, yet\nsmiled with subtle malevolence against her, how Ursula accepted", "A strange black passion surged up pure in Gudrun. She felt strong. She\nfelt her hands so strong, as if she could tear the world asunder with", "When Ursula and Birkin were gone, Gudrun felt herself free in her\ncontest with Gerald. As they grew more used to each other, he seemed to", "But Gudrun moved forward. She raised her clenched hand high, and\nbrought it down, with a great downward stroke on to the face and on to\nthe breast of Gerald.", "“That is quite true,” cried Gudrun, let loose in a sort of rhapsody.", "He ended with an odd dropping of the head in a desperate negation.\nGudrun watched him steadily. She had gone pale.\n\nSuddenly she stretched over and seized his hand in her own.", "of a strong essential life. And to this belief, Gudrun contributed\nperfectly. With her, he could get by stimulation those precious\nhalf-hours of strength and exaltation and pure freedom, when he seemed", "Winifred was a detached, ironic child, she would never attach herself.\nGudrun liked her and was intrigued by her. The first meetings went off", "“Mine!” cried Gudrun. She was suspended for a moment, then a vivid\nflush went over her, she was as if blinded for a moment with a flame of", "And Gudrun, after feeling every moment in all her veins conscious of\nGerald Crich, connected even physically with him, was now almost", "And as if in a spell, Gudrun was aware of his body, stretching and\nsurging like the marsh-fire, stretching towards her, his hand coming", "The room was charged with excitement and strong, animal emotion. Loerke\nwas kept away from Gudrun, to whom he wanted to speak, as by a hedge of", "“It is of no importance,” came the strong, clanging voice of Gudrun.\nShe seemed to touch him. But he reached further, the boat swayed", "He wanted very much to dance with Gudrun. From the first moment he had\nseen her, he wanted to make a connection with her. Instinctively she", "Gerald had penetrated all the outer places of Gudrun’s soul. He was to\nher the most crucial instance of the existing world, the _ne plus", "But Winifred’s large eyes were fixed on her, and the girl did not move.\n\n“He is very ill,” said Gudrun.", "“Yes,” said Gudrun, in a narrowed voice. “It’s just impossible. The man\nmakes it impossible.”" ], [ "Birkin was the good angel. He came smiling to them with his affected\nsocial grace, that somehow was never _quite_ right. But he took off his", "Birkin sought hard to express himself. But Gerald hardly listened. His\nface shone with a certain luminous pleasure. He was pleased. But he\nkept his reserve. He held himself back.", "Birkin entered and sat down. He looked at the bright, reddish face of\nthe other man, at the narrow brow and the very bright eyes, and at the", "Birkin, as he drove, felt a creeping of the spine, as if somebody was\nthreatening his neck. But he shrugged with indifference. It began to", "Birkin watched him narrowly. He saw the perfect good-humoured\ncallousness, even strange, glistening malice, in Gerald, glistening\nthrough the plausible ethics of productivity.", "They went away. Gerald was taken to England, to be buried. Birkin and\nUrsula accompanied the body, along with one of Gerald’s brothers. It", "something very congenial to him in Birkin. But yet, beyond this, he did\nnot take much notice. He felt that he, himself, Gerald, had harder and", "Birkin went straight to bed. He was feeling happy, and sleepy. Since he\nhad danced he was happy. But Gerald would talk to him. Gerald, in", "Birkin turned from his social duties and came towards them.\n\n“What have you done to it?” asked Ursula, who had been aching to put\nthe question for the last half hour.", "Birkin lifted his shoulders.\n\n“One might as well be dead nuts on noses. There are all sorts of noses,\nsnub and otherwise—”", "Birkin was silent, thinking how scrupulous Gerald was in his attire,\nhow expensive too. He wore silk socks, and studs of fine workmanship,", "One day at this time Birkin was called to London. He was not very fixed\nin his abode. He had rooms in Nottingham, because his work lay chiefly", "Birkin, who stood at his side. One figure at a time occupied the field\nof her attention.", "Birkin laughed. He was looking at the handsome figure of the other man,\nblond and comely in the rich robe, and he was half thinking of the", "There were other people in the place, ten altogether, so Birkin had\nfound out: two artists, three students, a man and wife, and a Professor", "Birkin’s brows knitted suddenly, his eyes concentrated in mockery. But\nhe remained perfectly stiff and still. There was a pause.", "Birkin was frightened. He was tired too, when he had reached this\nlength of speculation. Suddenly his strange, strained attention gave", "Birkin heard the sound as if his own spirit stood behind him, outside\nhim, and listened to it. His body was in a trance of exhaustion, his", "Birkin went again to Gerald. He had loved him. And yet he felt chiefly\ndisgust at the inert body lying there. It was so inert, so coldly dead,", "Quite other things were going through Birkin’s mind. Suddenly he saw\nhimself confronted with another problem—the problem of love and eternal" ], [ "“Gudrun?” called Ursula’s voice.\n\n“Ursula!”", "“Ursula?” said Gudrun’s voice, frightened. He quickly opened the door\nand pushed it behind him.", "“Ursula!” cried Gudrun. “Isn’t it amazing! Can you believe you lived in", "The others maintained a dead silence, letting the display of Ursula’s\nobtrusiveness pass by. Then Gudrun asked, in a voice that was quite\ncool and casual, as if resuming a casual conversation:", "“Look at the young couple in front,” said Gudrun calmly. Ursula looked\nat her mother and father, and was suddenly seized with uncontrollable", "“You won’t stay long,” replied Ursula.\n\nAnd Gudrun went along, grasping at release.", "“Is it you, Ursula?” came Gudrun’s frightened voice. He heard her\nsitting up in bed. In another moment she would scream.", "“And father?”\n\nGudrun looked at Ursula, almost with resentment, as if brought to bay.", "“Exactly,” said Gudrun.\n\n“You know he shot his brother?” said Ursula.", "Gudrun waited.\n\n“And you are glad?” she asked.\n\nUrsula meditated for a moment.", "“Yes?” said Ursula, opening her eyes out of the trance.\n\nGudrun was standing still and pointing, a mocking smile on her face,\ntowards the side.", "Ursula was quite absorbed in her song, when suddenly Gudrun stopped and\nsaid mildly, ironically:\n\n“Ursula!”", "“Ursula, I’m perfectly happy,” replied Gudrun gravely, looking at the\nwestering sun.", "It was two days after this that Ursula was to go to fetch her things\nfrom the house in Beldover. The removal had taken place, the family had\ngone. Gudrun had rooms in Willey Green.", "“Yes,” said Ursula vaguely. She was always forced to assent to Gudrun’s\npronouncements, even when she was not in accord altogether.", "“Don’t they look charming, Ursula?” cried Gudrun, in a high, strident\nvoice, something like the scream of a seagull.", "Even Gudrun was a separate unit, separate, separate, having nothing to\ndo with this self, this Ursula, in her new world of reality. That old", "When Ursula and Birkin were gone, Gudrun felt herself free in her\ncontest with Gerald. As they grew more used to each other, he seemed to", "There was a long pause, whilst Ursula stitched and Gudrun went on with\nher sketch. The sisters were women, Ursula twenty-six, and Gudrun", "“Like a Nibelung,” laughed Ursula. Gudrun said nothing, only stood\nstill looking over the water." ], [ "There _is_ nobody. There’s Rupert Birkin. But then he _isn’t_", "“What do you think of Rupert Birkin?” she asked, a little reluctantly,\nof Gudrun. She did not want to discuss him.", "And she wanted someone to close up this deficiency, to close it up for\never. She craved for Rupert Birkin. When he was there, she felt", "She had various intimacies of mind and soul with various men of\ncapacity. Ursula knew, among these men, only Rupert Birkin, who was one", "“What do I think of Rupert Birkin?” repeated Gudrun. “I think he’s", "Birkin, in silence, thought to himself: “So it may. As for _your_ way\nof looking at it, William Brangwen, it needs a little explaining.”", "turned round to look behind him, at the figure of Rupert Birkin, who at\nonce came forward and joined him.", "witticisms and laughing at them heartily in a harsh, horse-laugh, there\nwas Rupert Birkin, and then a woman secretary, a Fräulein März, young", "“Now why does he do that?” cried Ursula in indignation.\n\n“They are on intimate terms,” said Birkin.", "Birkin rose. Gerald and Gudrun came up. They all began to smoke, in the\nmoments of silence. One after another, Birkin lighted their cigarettes.", "“Why?” said Birkin.\n\nThis monosyllable exploded in Brangwen’s brain like a shot.", "It was dark and misty. He went through the wood, stumbling and feeling\nhis way to the Mill. Birkin was away. Good—he was half glad. He turned", "On the platform of the railway station he saw Gerald Crich, reading a\nnewspaper, and evidently waiting for the train. Birkin stood some\ndistance off, among the people. It was against his instinct to approach\nanybody.", "They sat on till Birkin came in and found them together. He felt at\nonce the antagonism in the atmosphere, something radical and\ninsuperable, and he bit his lip. But he affected a bluff manner.", "something very congenial to him in Birkin. But yet, beyond this, he did\nnot take much notice. He felt that he, himself, Gerald, had harder and", "There was a complete silence, because of the utter failure in mutual\nunderstanding. Birkin felt bored. Her father was not a coherent human", "He was speaking as if in a trance, verbal and blank. Then suddenly he\nbraced himself up with a kind of rhapsody, and looked at Birkin with\nvindictive, cowed eyes, saying:", "Gudrun was silent. It was evident that, whilst she was almost mortified\nby Gerald’s taking the liberty of making such a suggestion to Birkin,\nyet the idea itself attracted her strongly.", "Gerald stood leaning back against the mantel-piece. He looked down at\nBirkin, and his eyes flashed with a sort of terror like the eyes of a", "In Beldover, there was both for Ursula and for Gudrun an interval. It\nseemed to Ursula as if Birkin had gone out of her for the time, he had" ], [ "It was two days after this that Ursula was to go to fetch her things\nfrom the house in Beldover. The removal had taken place, the family had\ngone. Gudrun had rooms in Willey Green.", "“Ursula!” cried Gudrun. “Isn’t it amazing! Can you believe you lived in", "Gudrun went to Dresden. She wrote no particulars of herself. Ursula\nstayed at the Mill with Birkin for a week or two. They were both very\nquiet.", "“And how did you live then?” asked Ursula.\n\nHe looked at her—then, suddenly, at Gudrun.", "Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen sat one morning in the window-bay of their\nfather’s house in Beldover, working and talking. Ursula was stitching a", "The summer was just coming in when Ursula and Gudrun went to stay the\nsecond time with Hermione. Coming along in the car, after they had", "Then the sisters sat in Gudrun’s bedroom, and talked clothes, and\nexperiences. Gudrun told Ursula the experience of the Birkin letter in\nthe café. Ursula was shocked and frightened.", "When Ursula and Birkin were gone, Gudrun felt herself free in her\ncontest with Gerald. As they grew more used to each other, he seemed to", "There was a long pause, whilst Ursula stitched and Gudrun went on with\nher sketch. The sisters were women, Ursula twenty-six, and Gudrun", "“You won’t stay long,” replied Ursula.\n\nAnd Gudrun went along, grasping at release.", "In Beldover, there was both for Ursula and for Gudrun an interval. It\nseemed to Ursula as if Birkin had gone out of her for the time, he had", "between the women was real and rather frightening. It was strange to\nsee how Gudrun clung with heavy, desperate passion to Ursula, yet\nsmiled with subtle malevolence against her, how Ursula accepted", "When Ursula had gone, Gudrun felt her own existence had become stark\nand elemental. She went and crouched alone in her bedroom, looking out", "The others maintained a dead silence, letting the display of Ursula’s\nobtrusiveness pass by. Then Gudrun asked, in a voice that was quite\ncool and casual, as if resuming a casual conversation:", "Gudrun went away, back to Winifred. Mademoiselle had left, Gudrun\nstayed a good deal at Shortlands, and a tutor came in to carry on", "“And father?”\n\nGudrun looked at Ursula, almost with resentment, as if brought to bay.", "The week passed away. On the Saturday it rained, a soft drizzling rain\nthat held off at times. In one of the intervals Gudrun and Ursula set", "at the top of her voice, completely outside herself. And Gudrun hated\nher bitterly for being outside herself. It was unendurable that\nUrsula’s voice was so powerful and naked.", "“Do you _feel_, Ursula,” Gudrun began, rather sceptically, that you are", "Even Gudrun was a separate unit, separate, separate, having nothing to\ndo with this self, this Ursula, in her new world of reality. That old" ], [ "Gerald. She was afraid of Gerald, that he might kill her. But she did\nnot intend to be killed. A fine thread still united her to him. It", "They went away. Gerald was taken to England, to be buried. Birkin and\nUrsula accompanied the body, along with one of Gerald’s brothers. It", "Gerald waited a moment, for his sister to play hostess. He knew his\nmother would pay no attention to her duties. But his sister merely", "Luckily everybody was going away. The Criches never stayed long at\nhome. By dinner-time, Gerald was left quite alone. Even Winifred was\ncarried off to London, for a few days with her sister Laura.", "Gerald, who had now got the dance perfectly, was dancing again with the\nyounger of the Professor’s daughters, who was almost dying of virgin", "Suddenly, they were aware of a vague white figure near them. It was\nGerald. Gudrun’s heart leapt in sudden terror, profound terror. She\nrose to her feet.", "She appealed to Gerald strongly. He felt an awful, enjoyable power over\nher, an instinctive cherishing very near to cruelty. For she was a", "“No,” said Gerald. “She is going home tonight.”", "Gerald, very pale, was watching her closely. His eyes were lit up with\nintent lights, absorbed and gleaming. She turned suddenly on him.", "Gerald bent above her and was looking out over her shoulder. Already he\nfelt he was alone. She was gone. She was completely gone, and there was", "with them herself. No, _she_ took no trouble for them. But they must\njust have their way, they mustn’t be spoken to. And Master Gerald was", "with some fatal satisfaction. Gerald was their high priest, he\nrepresented the religion they really felt. His father was forgotten\nalready. There was a new world, a new order, strict, terrible, inhuman,", "Gerald could not save her from it. He, his body, his motion, his\nlife—it was the same ticking, the same twitching across the dial, a", "Gudrun was tortured for something to say, to relieve the suspense. She\ntwisted her face in a smile, and glanced knowingly, almost sneering, at\nGerald.", "“Gerald! Gerald!” came the wild crying voice of Winifred. He did not", "pleasure. Then her eyes, strange and flaming, lifted and looked at the\nfather, and at Gerald. And again Gerald shrank in spirit, as if it", "The sisters sat silent, waiting for the wedding party to come out.\nGudrun was impatient of talk. She wanted to think about Gerald Crich.", "Presently Gerald opened the door. She knew he would not be long before\nhe came. She was rarely alone, he pressed upon her like a frost,\ndeadening her.", "Meanwhile Gerald sat in his room, reading. When Gudrun was gone, he was\nleft stupefied with arrested desire. He sat on the side of the bed for", "The father won shelter from Gerald through compassion. But for love he\nhad Winifred. She was his youngest child, she was the only one of his" ], [ "Meanwhile, as the father drifted more and more out of life, Gerald\nexperienced more and more a sense of exposure. His father after all had", "he too was forgotten. Whereas the father, now he was dying, turned for\ncompassion to Gerald. There had always been opposition between the two\nof them. Gerald had feared and despised his father, and to a great", "stood for the living world to him. Whilst his father lived Gerald was\nnot responsible for the world. But now his father was passing away,\nGerald found himself left exposed and unready before the storm of", "And Gerald! The denier! He left the heart cold, frozen, hardly able to\nbeat. Gerald’s father had looked wistful, to break the heart: but not", "“Gerald, you forget father, when you make that unearthly noise.”", "with some fatal satisfaction. Gerald was their high priest, he\nrepresented the religion they really felt. His father was forgotten\nalready. There was a new world, a new order, strict, terrible, inhuman,", "Gerald sat on a chair by the window in his father’s room. The landscape\noutside was black and winter-sodden. His father lay grey and ashen on", "It was crowded now with the family and the wedding guests. The father,\nwho was not well, withdrew to rest. Gerald was host. He stood in the", "people who meant all to him, in these last resources. Gerald, in his\nfather’s presence, stiffened with repulsion. It was so, to a less", "Gerald was a boy at the time of the strike, but he longed to be a man,\nto fight the colliers. The father however was trapped between two", "Since, however, Gerald had come home and assumed responsibility in the\nfirm, and had proved such a wonderful director, the father, tired and", "This was very bitter to Gerald, who had never known what boredom was,\nwho had gone from activity to activity, never at a loss. Now,", "The father won shelter from Gerald through compassion. But for love he\nhad Winifred. She was his youngest child, she was the only one of his", "As soon as Gerald entered the firm, the convulsion of death ran through\nthe old system. He had all his life been tortured by a furious and", "Luckily everybody was going away. The Criches never stayed long at\nhome. By dinner-time, Gerald was left quite alone. Even Winifred was\ncarried off to London, for a few days with her sister Laura.", "Gerald was always uneasy under the slightly jeering tone of the other.\n\n“That their father is handicraft instructor in a school! What does it\nmatter to me?”", "Whilst he was laid up, Gerald came to see him. The two men had a deep,\nuneasy feeling for each other. Gerald’s eyes were quick and restless,", "Gerald sat erect, perfectly still, his face pale and calm, like the\nface of a statue. He was unaware of her, or of Loerke or anybody. He", "“Gerald,” she whispered. “Gerald.”", "He forgot her, and turned to look at Gerald. With head oddly lifted,\nlike a man who draws his head back from an insult, half haughtily, he" ], [ "street on Friday evening. So he walked with Gudrun, and a friendship\nwas struck up between them. But he was not in love with Gudrun; he", "was the strange, guarded look, the unconscious glisten, as if he did\nnot belong to the same creation as the people about him. Gudrun lighted\non him at once. There was something northern about him that magnetised", "A weakness ran over his body, a terrible relaxing, a thaw, a decay of\nstrength. Without knowing, he had let go his grip, and Gudrun had\nfallen to her knees. Must he see, must he know?", "Gudrun had turned round and looked at the two men. They were to her\nsinister creatures, standing watching after her, by the heap of pale\ngrey slag. She loathed the man with whiskers round his face.", "In this extremity his instinct led him to Gudrun. He threw away\neverything now—he only wanted the relation established with her. He", "He ended with an odd dropping of the head in a desperate negation.\nGudrun watched him steadily. She had gone pale.\n\nSuddenly she stretched over and seized his hand in her own.", "Loerke’s companion. He was too soft, too humble for Gudrun’s taste. But\nshe wanted to dance, and the fair youth, who was called Leitner, was", "“Yes,” said Gudrun slowly, “you love England immensely, _immensely_,\nRupert.”", "This was an assumption of a sort of intimacy that irritated Gudrun\nalmost like an affront. It seemed to her that Gerald was deliberately\ninsulting her, and infringing on the decent privacy of them all.", "It was a contest of words, but it meant a conflict of spirit between\nthe two men. And all the while Gudrun could see in Gerald an arrogant", "Gudrun knew that it was a critical thing for her to go to Shortlands.\nShe knew it was equivalent to accepting Gerald Crich as a lover. And", "Gerald had penetrated all the outer places of Gudrun’s soul. He was to\nher the most crucial instance of the existing world, the _ne plus", "But Winifred’s large eyes were fixed on her, and the girl did not move.\n\n“He is very ill,” said Gudrun.", "When Gudrun heard that Mr Crich was dead, she felt rebuked. She had\nstayed away lest Gerald should think her too easy of winning. And now,\nhe was in the midst of trouble, whilst she was cold.", "approaching train. In spite of her ironic smile at his picturesqueness,\nGudrun liked to look at him. He was well-set and easy, his face with", "The last time the dying man asked to see Gudrun he was grey with near\ndeath. Yet he must see someone, he must, in the intervals of", "“Yes,” said Gudrun, in a narrowed voice. “It’s just impossible. The man\nmakes it impossible.”", "The moment he saw Gudrun something jolted in his soul. She was looking\nrather lofty and superb, smiling slowly and graciously to the Germans.", "When Ursula and Birkin were gone, Gudrun felt herself free in her\ncontest with Gerald. As they grew more used to each other, he seemed to", "And as if in a spell, Gudrun was aware of his body, stretching and\nsurging like the marsh-fire, stretching towards her, his hand coming" ], [ "This was very bitter to Gerald, who had never known what boredom was,\nwho had gone from activity to activity, never at a loss. Now,", "with some fatal satisfaction. Gerald was their high priest, he\nrepresented the religion they really felt. His father was forgotten\nalready. There was a new world, a new order, strict, terrible, inhuman,", "Gerald. She was afraid of Gerald, that he might kill her. But she did\nnot intend to be killed. A fine thread still united her to him. It", "Meanwhile, as the father drifted more and more out of life, Gerald\nexperienced more and more a sense of exposure. His father after all had", "“Sometimes I think it is a curse to be alive,” said Gerald with sudden\nimpotent anger.", "As soon as Gerald entered the firm, the convulsion of death ran through\nthe old system. He had all his life been tortured by a furious and", "Gerald could not save her from it. He, his body, his motion, his\nlife—it was the same ticking, the same twitching across the dial, a", "stood for the living world to him. Whilst his father lived Gerald was\nnot responsible for the world. But now his father was passing away,\nGerald found himself left exposed and unready before the storm of", "But in the stress of this ordeal, Gerald too lost his hold on the\nouter, daily life. That which was much to him, came to mean nothing.", "Gerald was attractive, his blood seemed fluid and electric. His blue\neyes burned with a keen, yet cold light, there was a certain beauty, a\nbeautiful passivity in all his body, his moulding.", "And Gerald! The denier! He left the heart cold, frozen, hardly able to\nbeat. Gerald’s father had looked wistful, to break the heart: but not", "happened. He slid forward quite unconscious, over Gerald, and Gerald\ndid not notice. Then he was half-conscious again, aware only of the\nstrange tilting and sliding of the world. The world was sliding,", "he too was forgotten. Whereas the father, now he was dying, turned for\ncompassion to Gerald. There had always been opposition between the two\nof them. Gerald had feared and despised his father, and to a great", "They went away. Gerald was taken to England, to be buried. Birkin and\nUrsula accompanied the body, along with one of Gerald’s brothers. It", "Whilst he was laid up, Gerald came to see him. The two men had a deep,\nuneasy feeling for each other. Gerald’s eyes were quick and restless,", "“Gerald,” she whispered. “Gerald.”", "Whereas in Gerald’s soul there still lingered some attachment to the\nrest, to the whole. And this was his limitation. He was limited,", "“Gerald,” he said, “I rather hate you.”", "usually saw in Gerald, and which usually he liked so much, but the man\nhimself, complete, and as if fated, doomed, limited. This strange sense", "“Gerald!” she echoed, in blank amazement. He had found his way to the\nbed, and his outstretched hand touched her warm breast blindly. She\nshrank away." ], [ "Whereas in Gerald’s soul there still lingered some attachment to the\nrest, to the whole. And this was his limitation. He was limited,", "stood for the living world to him. Whilst his father lived Gerald was\nnot responsible for the world. But now his father was passing away,\nGerald found himself left exposed and unready before the storm of", "Birkin went again to Gerald. He had loved him. And yet he felt chiefly\ndisgust at the inert body lying there. It was so inert, so coldly dead,", "And Gerald! The denier! He left the heart cold, frozen, hardly able to\nbeat. Gerald’s father had looked wistful, to break the heart: but not", "Whilst he was laid up, Gerald came to see him. The two men had a deep,\nuneasy feeling for each other. Gerald’s eyes were quick and restless,", "Meanwhile, as the father drifted more and more out of life, Gerald\nexperienced more and more a sense of exposure. His father after all had", "This was very bitter to Gerald, who had never known what boredom was,\nwho had gone from activity to activity, never at a loss. Now,", "Of course he had been loving Gerald all along, and all along denying\nit.", "believe, do not die. They live still in the beloved. Gerald might still\nhave been living in the spirit with Birkin, even after death. He might\nhave lived with his friend, a further life.", "“I only feel what I feel,” said Gerald. And he looked again at Birkin", "than death. Gerald looked away. He felt his heart was seared, it would\nperish if this went on much longer.", "with some fatal satisfaction. Gerald was their high priest, he\nrepresented the religion they really felt. His father was forgotten\nalready. There was a new world, a new order, strict, terrible, inhuman,", "Gerald was attractive, his blood seemed fluid and electric. His blue\neyes burned with a keen, yet cold light, there was a certain beauty, a\nbeautiful passivity in all his body, his moulding.", "She appealed to Gerald strongly. He felt an awful, enjoyable power over\nher, an instinctive cherishing very near to cruelty. For she was a", "The eyes of the two men met again. Gerald’s, that were keen as a\nhawk’s, were suffused now with warm light and with unadmitted love,", "he too was forgotten. Whereas the father, now he was dying, turned for\ncompassion to Gerald. There had always been opposition between the two\nof them. Gerald had feared and despised his father, and to a great", "Gerald bent above her and was looking out over her shoulder. Already he\nfelt he was alone. She was gone. She was completely gone, and there was", "“Good-bye,” said Gerald, taking the warm hand of his friend in a firm", "But when Gerald was really left alone, he could not bear it. One day\npassed by, and another. And all the time he was like a man hung in", "Gerald looked at him with eyes blue as the blue-fibred steel of a\nweapon. He felt awkward, but indifferent. As a matter of fact, he did\ncare terribly, with a great fear." ], [ "When Ursula and Birkin were gone, Gudrun felt herself free in her\ncontest with Gerald. As they grew more used to each other, he seemed to", "“Go with Gerald and smoke,” said Ursula to Birkin. “Gudrun and I want\nto talk.”", "Then the sisters sat in Gudrun’s bedroom, and talked clothes, and\nexperiences. Gudrun told Ursula the experience of the Birkin letter in\nthe café. Ursula was shocked and frightened.", "“And how did you live then?” asked Ursula.\n\nHe looked at her—then, suddenly, at Gudrun.", "She and Gerald, being ready first, set off via London and Paris to\nInnsbruck, where they would meet Ursula and Birkin. In London they", "In Beldover, there was both for Ursula and for Gudrun an interval. It\nseemed to Ursula as if Birkin had gone out of her for the time, he had", "“Gudrun and me,” said Gerald, the venturesome twinkle in his eyes.\n\nBirkin looked at him steadily, as if somewhat taken aback.", "This was an assumption of a sort of intimacy that irritated Gudrun\nalmost like an affront. It seemed to her that Gerald was deliberately\ninsulting her, and infringing on the decent privacy of them all.", "Birkin rose. Gerald and Gudrun came up. They all began to smoke, in the\nmoments of silence. One after another, Birkin lighted their cigarettes.", "The others maintained a dead silence, letting the display of Ursula’s\nobtrusiveness pass by. Then Gudrun asked, in a voice that was quite\ncool and casual, as if resuming a casual conversation:", "The younger man looked after Gudrun and Ursula objectively, as if he\nwished to calculate what there might be, that was worth his week’s\nwages. He shook his head with fatal misgiving.", "“He said it would be most awfully jolly,” said Ursula.\n\nAgain Gudrun looked down, and was silent.", "There was a silence in the room. And Ursula and Birkin could feel that\nGudrun and Gerald were relieved by their going.", "But Gudrun looked handsome and brilliant, and she wore her clothes in\npure defiance. When people stared at her, and giggled after her, she\nmade a point of saying loudly, to Ursula:", "“Look at the young couple in front,” said Gudrun calmly. Ursula looked\nat her mother and father, and was suddenly seized with uncontrollable", "Birkin remained alone, looking at the fire. His mind had reverted to\nUrsula. She seemed to return again into his consciousness. Gerald came", "Here Gudrun broke in, flushed and brilliant, anxious to avoid any more\nof this, any more of Ursula’s foolish persistence in giving herself\naway.", "Gudrun was silent. It was evident that, whilst she was almost mortified\nby Gerald’s taking the liberty of making such a suggestion to Birkin,\nyet the idea itself attracted her strongly.", "“And father?”\n\nGudrun looked at Ursula, almost with resentment, as if brought to bay.", "It was a contest of words, but it meant a conflict of spirit between\nthe two men. And all the while Gudrun could see in Gerald an arrogant" ], [ "Gerald, who had now got the dance perfectly, was dancing again with the\nyounger of the Professor’s daughters, who was almost dying of virgin", "Gudrun watched Gerald. She watched his eyes linger a moment on\nHalliday, on Halliday’s party. These last were on the look-out—they", "Suddenly, they were aware of a vague white figure near them. It was\nGerald. Gudrun’s heart leapt in sudden terror, profound terror. She\nrose to her feet.", "“The night of the party—when Diana was drowned. She was driving the\ncattle up the hill, and I went after her—you remember.”", "Gerald. She was afraid of Gerald, that he might kill her. But she did\nnot intend to be killed. A fine thread still united her to him. It", "happened. He slid forward quite unconscious, over Gerald, and Gerald\ndid not notice. Then he was half-conscious again, aware only of the\nstrange tilting and sliding of the world. The world was sliding,", "As soon as Gerald entered the firm, the convulsion of death ran through\nthe old system. He had all his life been tortured by a furious and", "Gerald had dived in, after Sir Joshua, and had swum to the end of the\npond. There he climbed out and sat on the wall. There was a dive, and", "Gerald could not save her from it. He, his body, his motion, his\nlife—it was the same ticking, the same twitching across the dial, a", "Luckily everybody was going away. The Criches never stayed long at\nhome. By dinner-time, Gerald was left quite alone. Even Winifred was\ncarried off to London, for a few days with her sister Laura.", "It was crowded now with the family and the wedding guests. The father,\nwho was not well, withdrew to rest. Gerald was host. He stood in the", "Gerald watched them go, looking all the while at the soft, full, still\nbody of Gudrun, in its silky cashmere. How silky and rich and soft her", "Gerald was attractive, his blood seemed fluid and electric. His blue\neyes burned with a keen, yet cold light, there was a certain beauty, a\nbeautiful passivity in all his body, his moulding.", "But Gudrun moved forward. She raised her clenched hand high, and\nbrought it down, with a great downward stroke on to the face and on to\nthe breast of Gerald.", "And Gerald! The denier! He left the heart cold, frozen, hardly able to\nbeat. Gerald’s father had looked wistful, to break the heart: but not", "Gerald, white like a presence in his summer clothes, was following down\nthe open grassy slope. Gudrun waited for him to come up. Then she\nsoftly put out her hand and touched him, saying softly:", "with some fatal satisfaction. Gerald was their high priest, he\nrepresented the religion they really felt. His father was forgotten\nalready. There was a new world, a new order, strict, terrible, inhuman,", "Gerald sat erect, perfectly still, his face pale and calm, like the\nface of a statue. He was unaware of her, or of Loerke or anybody. He", "They went away. Gerald was taken to England, to be buried. Birkin and\nUrsula accompanied the body, along with one of Gerald’s brothers. It", "rigid like a dried board when he picked it up. And now this was Gerald,\nstiff as a board, curled up as if for sleep, yet with the horrible" ], [ "“Gerald,” she whispered. “Gerald.”", "The mines were there, they were old. They were giving out, it did not\npay to work the seams. There was talk of closing down two of them. It\nwas at this point that Gerald arrived on the scene.", "“Gerald,” he said, “I rather hate you.”", "He was not in the least doubtful of himself, as regards Gerald. Gerald\nwas one of the outsiders. Loerke only hated him for being rich and", "Gerald’s face went baffled.", "of victory were mere results. It was not for the sake of money that\nGerald took over the mines. He did not care about money, fundamentally.", "Gerald was her escape from the heavy slough of the pale, underworld,\nautomatic colliers. He started out of the mud. He was master. She saw", "This was very bitter to Gerald, who had never known what boredom was,\nwho had gone from activity to activity, never at a loss. Now,", "So Gerald set himself to work, to put the great industry in order. In\nhis travels, and in his accompanying readings, he had come to the", "of her own impulses. What did she care, that Gerald had created a\nrichly-paying industry out of an old worn-out concern? What did she", "“There’s a rather lovely simplicity about Gerald, I think,” said", "Gerald Crich came, fair, good-looking, healthy, with a great reserve of\nenergy. He was erect and complete, there was a strange stealth", "Gerald was attractive, his blood seemed fluid and electric. His blue\neyes burned with a keen, yet cold light, there was a certain beauty, a\nbeautiful passivity in all his body, his moulding.", "she was quite by herself. Only Gerald, the gleaming, had some existence\nfor her. But of late years, since he had become head of the business,", "“A freak!” exclaimed Gerald, startled. And his face opened suddenly, as\nif lighted with simplicity, as when a flower opens out of the cunning", "Gerald’s face was lit up with an uncanny smile, full of light and\nrousedness, yet unconscious. He sat with his arms on the table, his", "Gerald. God knows what time it is.”", "“Less than you’d think,” said Gerald, revealing a strange poverty in\nhis look at the other man.\n\nThere was silence, each thinking his own thoughts.", "Whilst he was laid up, Gerald came to see him. The two men had a deep,\nuneasy feeling for each other. Gerald’s eyes were quick and restless,", "with some fatal satisfaction. Gerald was their high priest, he\nrepresented the religion they really felt. His father was forgotten\nalready. There was a new world, a new order, strict, terrible, inhuman," ], [ "“Was Mrs Birkin your sister?” he asked.\n\n“Yes.”", "It was curious, the delight of the sisters in each other, at this\nmeeting. It was as if they met in exile, and united their solitary\nforces against all the world. Birkin looked on with some mistrust and\nwonder.", "Inside the church, the wedding was going on. Hermione Roddice was\nthinking only of Birkin. He stood near her. She seemed to gravitate", "The two men sat in complete silence, Birkin almost unconscious of his\nown whereabouts. He had come to ask her to marry him—well then, he", "at her, and the two sisters burst out laughing, carried away. Loerke\nglanced at them swiftly, with his full eyes. Birkin was sniggering", "was the Crich brothers and sisters who insisted on the burial in\nEngland. Birkin wanted to leave the dead man in the Alps, near the\nsnow. But the family was strident, loudly insistent.", "“Go up—or come down,” said Birkin. For there the sisters stood, Gudrun", "She looked up at Birkin. She startled him. He was flattered too that\nshe came to talk to him, for she took hardly any notice of anybody. He", "So she withdrew away from Gudrun and from that which she stood for, she\nturned in spirit towards Birkin again. She had not seen him since the", "Gudrun was silent. It was evident that, whilst she was almost mortified\nby Gerald’s taking the liberty of making such a suggestion to Birkin,\nyet the idea itself attracted her strongly.", "Gerald looked up at Birkin with the same hot, constrained eyes.\n\n“One does have the feeling that marriage is a _pis aller_,” he\nadmitted.", "Then the sisters sat in Gudrun’s bedroom, and talked clothes, and\nexperiences. Gudrun told Ursula the experience of the Birkin letter in\nthe café. Ursula was shocked and frightened.", "fiasco of his proposal. She did not want to, because she did not want\nthe question of her acceptance thrust upon her. She knew what Birkin", "The bride and bridegroom were married, the party went into the vestry.\nHermione crowded involuntarily up against Birkin, to touch him. And he\nendured it.", "A clearer look had come over Birkin’s face. He knew she was in the main\nright. He knew he was perverse, so spiritual on the one hand, and in", "And she wanted someone to close up this deficiency, to close it up for\never. She craved for Rupert Birkin. When he was there, she felt", "Quite other things were going through Birkin’s mind. Suddenly he saw\nhimself confronted with another problem—the problem of love and eternal", "Ursula, to whom she had appealed, rose with her, moved to the last\nimpersonal depths. And Birkin seemed to her almost a monster of hateful", "The two couples went asunder, Ursula clinging to Birkin’s arm. When\nthey had gone some distance, she glanced back and saw the young man", "Birkin had taken out a marriage licence, yet Ursula deferred from day\nto day. She would not fix any definite time—she still wavered. Her" ], [ "Whilst he was laid up, Gerald came to see him. The two men had a deep,\nuneasy feeling for each other. Gerald’s eyes were quick and restless,", "He looked at Gerald with clear, happy eyes of discovery. Gerald looked\ndown at him, attracted, so deeply bondaged in fascinated attraction,\nthat he was mistrustful, resenting the bondage, hating the attraction.", "Gerald, very pale, was watching her closely. His eyes were lit up with\nintent lights, absorbed and gleaming. She turned suddenly on him.", "“Gerald,” she whispered. “Gerald.”", "“Gerald,” he said, “I rather hate you.”", "Gerald. She was afraid of Gerald, that he might kill her. But she did\nnot intend to be killed. A fine thread still united her to him. It", "This was very bitter to Gerald, who had never known what boredom was,\nwho had gone from activity to activity, never at a loss. Now,", "To Gerald, the smallish, odd figure of the German was distinct and\nobjective, as if seen through field glasses. And he disliked the small\nfigure exceedingly, he wanted it removed.", "Gerald watched her all the time she spoke, his eyes glittering with\nfaint rousedness. It was not so much what she said; it was she herself\nwho roused him, roused him with a small, vivid pricking.", "She appealed to Gerald strongly. He felt an awful, enjoyable power over\nher, an instinctive cherishing very near to cruelty. For she was a", "This was an assumption of a sort of intimacy that irritated Gudrun\nalmost like an affront. It seemed to her that Gerald was deliberately\ninsulting her, and infringing on the decent privacy of them all.", "It was a contest of words, but it meant a conflict of spirit between\nthe two men. And all the while Gudrun could see in Gerald an arrogant", "Gerald’s eyes narrowed with a queer dangerous smile as he watched the\nother man.\n\n“I never quite feel it that way,” he said.", "Gerald was attractive, his blood seemed fluid and electric. His blue\neyes burned with a keen, yet cold light, there was a certain beauty, a\nbeautiful passivity in all his body, his moulding.", "He was not in the least doubtful of himself, as regards Gerald. Gerald\nwas one of the outsiders. Loerke only hated him for being rich and", "He seemed to relish his own horror and hatred of her, turn it over and\nextract every flavour from it, in real panic. Gerald thought him a\nstrange fool, and yet piquant.", "he too was forgotten. Whereas the father, now he was dying, turned for\ncompassion to Gerald. There had always been opposition between the two\nof them. Gerald had feared and despised his father, and to a great", "“Gerald! Gerald!” came the wild crying voice of Winifred. He did not", "Gerald watched him steadily.\n\n“So you’re fond of her then?” he asked.", "This last was said in a note of anxious sneering that made Gerald’s\nveins tingle with fine hate for her. He leaned far out of the boat," ], [ "But Gudrun moved forward. She raised her clenched hand high, and\nbrought it down, with a great downward stroke on to the face and on to\nthe breast of Gerald.", "“Doesn’t she look _weird!_” Gudrun heard some girls titter behind her.\nAnd she could have killed them.", "At last she saw Gudrun coming, and she ran downstairs to warn her\nfather and Gerald. They, laughing at her anxiety and gravity, came with", "“Exactly,” said Gudrun.\n\n“You know he shot his brother?” said Ursula.", "“Shot his brother?” cried Gudrun, frowning as if in disapprobation.", "This was an assumption of a sort of intimacy that irritated Gudrun\nalmost like an affront. It seemed to her that Gerald was deliberately\ninsulting her, and infringing on the decent privacy of them all.", "In this extremity his instinct led him to Gudrun. He threw away\neverything now—he only wanted the relation established with her. He", "A dangerous resolve formed in his heart, like a fixed idea. There was\nGudrun—she would be safe in her home. But he could get at her—he would", "Gudrun had turned round and looked at the two men. They were to her\nsinister creatures, standing watching after her, by the heap of pale\ngrey slag. She loathed the man with whiskers round his face.", "slowly over Gudrun’s father and mother. It was a trying moment,\nexasperating for Gudrun. Hermione was really so strongly entrenched in", "Then there started a revulsion from Gudrun. She finished life off so\nthoroughly, she made things so ugly and so final. As a matter of fact,", "When Gudrun heard that Mr Crich was dead, she felt rebuked. She had\nstayed away lest Gerald should think her too easy of winning. And now,\nhe was in the midst of trouble, whilst she was cold.", "The last time the dying man asked to see Gudrun he was grey with near\ndeath. Yet he must see someone, he must, in the intervals of", "“Yes,” said Gudrun, in a narrowed voice. “It’s just impossible. The man\nmakes it impossible.”", "It was a contest of words, but it meant a conflict of spirit between\nthe two men. And all the while Gudrun could see in Gerald an arrogant", "He ended with an odd dropping of the head in a desperate negation.\nGudrun watched him steadily. She had gone pale.\n\nSuddenly she stretched over and seized his hand in her own.", "street on Friday evening. So he walked with Gudrun, and a friendship\nwas struck up between them. But he was not in love with Gudrun; he", "A strange black passion surged up pure in Gudrun. She felt strong. She\nfelt her hands so strong, as if she could tear the world asunder with", "But Winifred’s large eyes were fixed on her, and the girl did not move.\n\n“He is very ill,” said Gudrun.", "Suddenly, they were aware of a vague white figure near them. It was\nGerald. Gudrun’s heart leapt in sudden terror, profound terror. She\nrose to her feet." ], [ "Gerald. She was afraid of Gerald, that he might kill her. But she did\nnot intend to be killed. A fine thread still united her to him. It", "As soon as Gerald entered the firm, the convulsion of death ran through\nthe old system. He had all his life been tortured by a furious and", "with some fatal satisfaction. Gerald was their high priest, he\nrepresented the religion they really felt. His father was forgotten\nalready. There was a new world, a new order, strict, terrible, inhuman,", "“Gerald,” she whispered. “Gerald.”", "“Gerald,” he said, “I rather hate you.”", "Gerald could not save her from it. He, his body, his motion, his\nlife—it was the same ticking, the same twitching across the dial, a", "than death. Gerald looked away. He felt his heart was seared, it would\nperish if this went on much longer.", "They went away. Gerald was taken to England, to be buried. Birkin and\nUrsula accompanied the body, along with one of Gerald’s brothers. It", "Gerald was attractive, his blood seemed fluid and electric. His blue\neyes burned with a keen, yet cold light, there was a certain beauty, a\nbeautiful passivity in all his body, his moulding.", "rigid like a dried board when he picked it up. And now this was Gerald,\nstiff as a board, curled up as if for sleep, yet with the horrible", "“Gerald! Gerald!” came the wild crying voice of Winifred. He did not", "“No,” laughed Gerald.\n\n“It is real death,” said Birkin.", "happened. He slid forward quite unconscious, over Gerald, and Gerald\ndid not notice. Then he was half-conscious again, aware only of the\nstrange tilting and sliding of the world. The world was sliding,", "And Gerald! The denier! He left the heart cold, frozen, hardly able to\nbeat. Gerald’s father had looked wistful, to break the heart: but not", "Birkin went again to Gerald. He had loved him. And yet he felt chiefly\ndisgust at the inert body lying there. It was so inert, so coldly dead,", "“Oh no,” replied Gerald. “They arrange themselves naturally—we see it\nnow, everywhere.”", "Gerald sat erect, perfectly still, his face pale and calm, like the\nface of a statue. He was unaware of her, or of Loerke or anybody. He", "Whilst he was laid up, Gerald came to see him. The two men had a deep,\nuneasy feeling for each other. Gerald’s eyes were quick and restless,", "But he flinched, as, in a black flash Gerald’s fist came upon him,\nbanged into the other side of his head, and sent him aside like a\nbroken straw.", "“No,” said Gerald. “She is going home tonight.”" ], [ "But Loerke was watching closely, with his uncanny, full, suspicious\neyes. Something in Gudrun seemed to accord with him. He was really like", "To Gudrun, there was in Loerke the rock-bottom of all life. Everybody\nelse had their illusion, must have their illusion, their before and", "the relation with a woman such as Gudrun, he, Loerke, had an approach\nand a power that Gerald never dreamed of.", "behind, in the great bed of snow, were two small figures: Gudrun\ndropped on her knees, like one executed, and Loerke sitting propped up\nnear her. That was all.", "There was a hovering triumph in Loerke, since Gudrun had denied her\nmarriage with Gerald. The artist seemed to hover like a creature on the", "At last Loerke turned to Gudrun, raising his hands in helpless irony, a\nshrug of ironical dismissal, something appealing and child-like.", "The room was charged with excitement and strong, animal emotion. Loerke\nwas kept away from Gudrun, to whom he wanted to speak, as by a hedge of", "nature. They had a curious game with each other, Gudrun and Loerke, of\ninfinite suggestivity, strange and leering, as if they had some", "Loerke had hardly talked to Gudrun. His associate, on the other hand,\nhad paid her constantly a soft, over-deferential attention. Gudrun", "Loerke did not take the toboganning very seriously. He put no fire and\nintensity into it, as Gerald did. Which pleased Gudrun. She was weary,", "Everybody retired early. The Professor and Loerke went into a small\nlounge to drink. They both watched Gudrun go along the landing by the\nrailing upstairs.", "Loerke’s companion. He was too soft, too humble for Gudrun’s taste. But\nshe wanted to dance, and the fair youth, who was called Leitner, was", "Because Gudrun had danced with the well-built, soft youth, his\ncompanion, Loerke, was more pettish and exasperated than ever, and", "She was white and trembling, intent. Gudrun and Loerke sat in stiff\ndislike of her. Gerald too, who had come up in the beginning of the", "friend of Ursula’s. But in his pale, elegant, serious face there showed\nthe same nostalgia that Gudrun felt. He too must walk up and down the", "“What does he say?” she asked Ursula. And Ursula translated, stammering\nand brief. Loerke watched Gudrun’s face, to see her judgment.", "wanted to talk to Loerke. He was a sculptor, and she wanted to hear his\nview of his art. And his figure attracted her. There was the look of a", "and of a mocking penetrating understanding. Gudrun could not understand\na word of his monologue, but she was spell-bound, watching him. He must\nbe an artist, nobody else could have such fine adjustment and", "Loerke was waiting for her now. The little artist, isolated in his own\ncomplete envelope, felt that here at last was a woman from whom he", "brusqueness, a savage contempt in his manner, that made Gudrun’s blood\nflare up, and made Loerke keen and mortified. For Gerald came down like" ], [ "Winifred was a detached, ironic child, she would never attach herself.\nGudrun liked her and was intrigued by her. The first meetings went off", "“She has her own thoughts.”\n\n“Yes,” said Gudrun.\n\nThen they were silent.", "This was an assumption of a sort of intimacy that irritated Gudrun\nalmost like an affront. It seemed to her that Gerald was deliberately\ninsulting her, and infringing on the decent privacy of them all.", "Then the sisters sat in Gudrun’s bedroom, and talked clothes, and\nexperiences. Gudrun told Ursula the experience of the Birkin letter in\nthe café. Ursula was shocked and frightened.", "Then Winifred stood aside, and Gudrun was introduced to Mademoiselle.", "It was a contest of words, but it meant a conflict of spirit between\nthe two men. And all the while Gudrun could see in Gerald an arrogant", "Winifred readjusted herself a little. She had been ready to accept\nGudrun as a sort of servant. Now she saw it was on terms of friendship", "But Winifred’s large eyes were fixed on her, and the girl did not move.\n\n“He is very ill,” said Gudrun.", "child. He believed that Winifred had talent, he had seen Gudrun, he\nknew that she was an exceptional person. He could give Winifred into", "“Gudrun!” exclaimed Birkin. “She’s a born mistress, just as Gerald is a", "“So do I,” said Gudrun. “But could you _bear_ to have it swinging to", "Gudrun’s influence: so she exonerated herself.", "Loerke had hardly talked to Gudrun. His associate, on the other hand,\nhad paid her constantly a soft, over-deferential attention. Gudrun", "slowly over Gudrun’s father and mother. It was a trying moment,\nexasperating for Gudrun. Hermione was really so strongly entrenched in", "“That is quite true,” cried Gudrun, let loose in a sort of rhapsody.", "“She knew Gudrun in London—that’s the younger one, the one with the", "street on Friday evening. So he walked with Gudrun, and a friendship\nwas struck up between them. But he was not in love with Gudrun; he", "“Doesn’t she look _weird!_” Gudrun heard some girls titter behind her.\nAnd she could have killed them.", "But Gudrun moved forward. She raised her clenched hand high, and\nbrought it down, with a great downward stroke on to the face and on to\nthe breast of Gerald.", "But Gudrun looked handsome and brilliant, and she wore her clothes in\npure defiance. When people stared at her, and giggled after her, she\nmade a point of saying loudly, to Ursula:" ], [ "“Ursula, there’s somebody.”", "“Ursula,” she said at length, in a voice of question and detachment,", "fascinated her, and she loathed it. There was Ursula, with a slightly\nstartled look on her face, as if she were hurt, and the pain were just\noutside her consciousness.", "“You mean with Ursula?” she said, in challenge.\n\n“Yes. That is so, isn’t it?”", "established her in a higher order of life. She was apt, mentally, to\ncondescend to women such as Ursula, whom she regarded as purely", "Her grey, almost sardonic eyes rested all the while on Ursula, as if\nsumming her up.\n\n“Oh no,” said Ursula.", "Even now, she could not admit, to Ursula, that she wanted to keep it,\nas a memento, or a symbol. But Ursula knew, and was not pleased. So the\nsubject was switched off.", "“No,” said Ursula, “there would be nothing.”", "Ursula was watching him as if furtively, not really aware of what she\nwas seeing. There was a great physical attractiveness in him—a curious", "Ursula watched her with fascination. She knew her a little. She was the\nmost remarkable woman in the Midlands. Her father was a Derbyshire", "Ursula was given over to this statement for some moments. Then she half\nrose from her chair, saying, in a final, repellent voice:", "Ursula, so it was—” Gudrun laughed rather hollowly.", "“Why should she?” cried Ursula in a passion. “She is a living creature,", "Whereas Ursula was still at the emotional personal level—always so\nabominably personal. He had taken her as he had never been taken", "“No,” said Ursula.\n\n“I think it is perfectly wonderful—like a flash of instinct.”", "Then they heard her say something in a lowered tone.\n\n“Where?” cried Ursula.\n\nAgain her sister’s voice was muffled.", "“Oh,” said Ursula, vaguely, absent. Their presence was not vital to", "There was a pause. Then Ursula broke into faltering challenge.\n\n“You think I’m merely a physical woman, don’t you?”", "Ursula laughed.\n\n“I like him for it,” she said.", "“Yes,” cried Ursula, in her hot, overbearing voice. “Why couldn’t he" ], [ "Gerald sat on a chair by the window in his father’s room. The landscape\noutside was black and winter-sodden. His father lay grey and ashen on", "Gerald looked at his watch, and at length rose off the bed, and went to\nhis room. But he returned in a few minutes, in his shirt.", "It was crowded now with the family and the wedding guests. The father,\nwho was not well, withdrew to rest. Gerald was host. He stood in the", "with some fatal satisfaction. Gerald was their high priest, he\nrepresented the religion they really felt. His father was forgotten\nalready. There was a new world, a new order, strict, terrible, inhuman,", "They went away. Gerald was taken to England, to be buried. Birkin and\nUrsula accompanied the body, along with one of Gerald’s brothers. It", "stood for the living world to him. Whilst his father lived Gerald was\nnot responsible for the world. But now his father was passing away,\nGerald found himself left exposed and unready before the storm of", "He went straight to Shortlands. There he found Gerald standing with his\nback to the fire, in the library, as motionless as a man is, who is", "Meanwhile, as the father drifted more and more out of life, Gerald\nexperienced more and more a sense of exposure. His father after all had", "Luckily everybody was going away. The Criches never stayed long at\nhome. By dinner-time, Gerald was left quite alone. Even Winifred was\ncarried off to London, for a few days with her sister Laura.", "As soon as Gerald entered the firm, the convulsion of death ran through\nthe old system. He had all his life been tortured by a furious and", "Meanwhile Gerald sat in his room, reading. When Gudrun was gone, he was\nleft stupefied with arrested desire. He sat on the side of the bed for", "Gerald went past the dark shops and houses, most of them sleeping now,\nand twisted round to the little blind road that ended on a field of", "Gerald guessed where he was. At least, when he came to Whatmore, he\nwould know. He was glad to be on a high road. He walked forward as in a\nsleep of decision.", "Gerald stood a second suspended. He glanced down the passage behind\nhim. It was all dark. Again he was suspended. Then he went swiftly", "Birkin went again to Gerald. He had loved him. And yet he felt chiefly\ndisgust at the inert body lying there. It was so inert, so coldly dead,", "Whilst he was laid up, Gerald came to see him. The two men had a deep,\nuneasy feeling for each other. Gerald’s eyes were quick and restless,", "When he realised that he had fallen prostrate upon Gerald’s body he\nwondered, he was surprised. But he sat up, steadying himself with his", "he too was forgotten. Whereas the father, now he was dying, turned for\ncompassion to Gerald. There had always been opposition between the two\nof them. Gerald had feared and despised his father, and to a great", "Birkin went straight to bed. He was feeling happy, and sleepy. Since he\nhad danced he was happy. But Gerald would talk to him. Gerald, in", "And Gerald! The denier! He left the heart cold, frozen, hardly able to\nbeat. Gerald’s father had looked wistful, to break the heart: but not" ] ]

[ "What country does Gudrun live in? ", "What does Ursula do for a living?", "What does Gudrun do for a living?", "Gudrun begins a love affair with who?", "What happens to Diana at Gerald's Estate?", "Who does Ursula agree to Marry?", "Who freezes to death in the mountains?", "Who does Gudrun begin an intense relationship with?", "What is Burkin's occupations?", "What is Ursula and Gundrun's last name? ", "What does Rupert Birkin do for a living?", "Where to Ursula and Gudrun live?", "What happens to Gerald's sister? ", "What happened to Gerald's father? ", "What is the name of the man Gudrun falls in love with? ", "With a life beset with tragedy, what finally happened to Gerald? ", "Who has profound feelings for Gerald when he passes away?", "What are the the things that Ursula, Brikin, Gerald and Gudrun concerned with?", "Who drowns at the party at Gerald's estate? ", "What is the source of Gerald's wealth? ", "Which sister does Birkin want to marry?", "Who is Gerald jealous of?", "Who tries to kill Gudrun?", "How does Gerald die?", "What profession does Gudrun and Loerke share?", "Whom does Gudrun mentor?", "What is Ursula's profession?", "Where does Gerald spend the night immediately after his father's funeral?" ]

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[ [ "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "Now, Ferdinand Frog did not mind the laughter at all.", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went.", "There was something about Ferdinand Frog that made everybody smile. It\nmay have been his amazingly wide mouth and his queer, bulging eyes, or", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "Ferdinand Frog always looked so cheerful that no one ever suspected that\nhe had a secret sorrow. But it is true, nevertheless, that something", "But Ferdinand Frog told the crowd that it was only because they weren't\nused to being dressed in that fashion. He said he certainly was pleased\nwith their appearance and that he had never seen any company that looked\nthe least bit like them.", "Anyhow, all the wild folk in Pleasant Valley agreed that Ferdinand Frog\nwas an agreeable person to have around. No matter what happened, he was", "Even then Ferdinand Frog continued to smile at them. He was such an\nagreeable chap!", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "His trouble was simply this: he had never been invited to attend the\nsinging-parties which the Frog family held almost every evening in Cedar\nSwamp.\n\nNow, Ferdinand Frog loved to sing at night.", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "\"What's the joke?\" he inquired in a surly tone. \"Something seems to\namuse you. Why are you grinning?\"\n\n\"It's just a habit I have,\" Ferdinand Frog explained.", "\"Stop sticking your tongue out at me!\" the other commanded.\n\nIn spite of his alarm, when he heard that Ferdinand Frog began to laugh." ], [ "And Ferdinand Frog was glad to hear that the huge fellow dwelt no\nnearer.\n\n\"What's your name, friend?\" Mr. Frog then asked.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "\"I shouldn't be surprised----\" Mr. Crow had said with a wise wag of his\nhead----\"I shouldn't be surprised if his real name was Ferdinand Fraud.\"", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "\"Stop sticking your tongue out at me!\" the other commanded.\n\nIn spite of his alarm, when he heard that Ferdinand Frog began to laugh.", "So Grandaddy Beaver went to Ferdinand Frog one day and told him that he\nsimply _must_ come to the rescue of the pond folk, and tell them how\nthey might have clothes as far ahead of the times as were his own.", "On the following night Ferdinand Frog went to the edge of Cedar Swamp,\nwhere he waited somewhat impatiently on a log until Tired Tim Beaver\njoined him.", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "only a short time before the whole Beaver family was so stirred up that\nthey couldn't do a stroke of work. Ferdinand Frog was in everybody's", "\"What's the joke?\" he inquired in a surly tone. \"Something seems to\namuse you. Why are you grinning?\"\n\n\"It's just a habit I have,\" Ferdinand Frog explained.", "Ferdinand Frog then did a number of things, all of which were intended\nto let Grandaddy Beaver see that what he asked couldn't be done. Mr.", "So the Beaver gentlemen were as quiet and orderly as they could be. But\nas for Mr. Frog himself, he jumped around as if he were standing in a", "\"Oh, no!\" his companion said quickly. \"I wouldn't want to do that--he's\nso busy.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog smiled. And for some reason old Mr. Crow seemed\ndispleased.", "account.\" He continued to scold Ferdinand Frog at the top of his lungs,\ntelling him that he was a silly fellow, and that nobody--unless it", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "But Farmer Green paid little heed to Ferdinand Frog's wheedling,\nalthough he did smile and say:\n\n\"I declare, I believe that bull frog's jeering at me because I missed\nthe old crow!\"", "Ferdinand Frog was a famous singer, who had come to that quiet spot in\norder to rest his voice, which had become harsh from too much use.\nIndeed, there were so many stories about the stranger that it was hard", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a" ], [ "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "Having made up his mind that he would finish his journey to Farmer\nGreen's place by land, he started briskly across the cornfield,\ntravelling in a straight line between two rows of young corn.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "Ferdinand Frog then did a number of things, all of which were intended\nto let Grandaddy Beaver see that what he asked couldn't be done. Mr.", "But Farmer Green paid little heed to Ferdinand Frog's wheedling,\nalthough he did smile and say:\n\n\"I declare, I believe that bull frog's jeering at me because I missed\nthe old crow!\"", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "There was one young gentleman, however--the beau of the village--who\ndisputed everybody, saying that he believed that Ferdinand Frog must be\nwearing old clothes that were many years behind the times.", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went.", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "only a short time before the whole Beaver family was so stirred up that\nthey couldn't do a stroke of work. Ferdinand Frog was in everybody's", "\"Stop sticking your tongue out at me!\" the other commanded.\n\nIn spite of his alarm, when he heard that Ferdinand Frog began to laugh.", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "\"Oh, no!\" his companion said quickly. \"I wouldn't want to do that--he's\nso busy.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog smiled. And for some reason old Mr. Crow seemed\ndispleased." ], [ "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "Ferdinand Frog did not try to argue with him. But as soon as he saw\nanother chance he began a different ditty.", "\"Here he is!\" several of the singers exclaimed as soon as Ferdinand\nFrog's head popped out of the water, in their midst.", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "Ferdinand Frog lost no time, after Tired Tim left him. He jumped into\nthe swamp and made straight towards the very middle of it, whence he", "\"Then it's a bargain!\" Ferdinand Frog shouted. And he leaped into the\nair and kicked his heels together three times.", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "But Ferdinand Frog only smiled--and made no move to assist his new\nacquaintance. The truth of the matter was that he had hidden a block of", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "roar his favorite song, while he beat time for the other singers. The\nname of that song was \"A Frog on a Log in a Bog\"; and Ferdinand Frog", "\"Stop sticking your tongue out at me!\" the other commanded.\n\nIn spite of his alarm, when he heard that Ferdinand Frog began to laugh.", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "\"We can call to him, if you want to say good morning to him,\" Ferdinand\nFrog suggested cheerfully." ], [ "But Ferdinand Frog only smiled--and made no move to assist his new\nacquaintance. The truth of the matter was that he had hidden a block of", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "Ferdinand Frog did not try to argue with him. But as soon as he saw\nanother chance he began a different ditty.", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "Ferdinand Frog was a famous singer, who had come to that quiet spot in\norder to rest his voice, which had become harsh from too much use.\nIndeed, there were so many stories about the stranger that it was hard", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "As Ferdinand Frog gazed upward a shadow of disappointment came over his\nface. And for once he did not smile.\n\n\"Do I look like that?\" he faltered.", "\"What's the joke?\" he inquired in a surly tone. \"Something seems to\namuse you. Why are you grinning?\"\n\n\"It's just a habit I have,\" Ferdinand Frog explained.", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "\"Stop sticking your tongue out at me!\" the other commanded.\n\nIn spite of his alarm, when he heard that Ferdinand Frog began to laugh.", "And he opened his mouth and smiled so widely that old Mr. Crow couldn't\nhelp shuddering--though he knew well enough that Ferdinand Frog could\nnever swallow anyone as big as he was.", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went." ], [ "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "Of course, the real reason for Ferdinand Frog's change of scene was that\nhe was afraid Mr. Heron might return to the Beaver pond some day, to\nlook for him.", "Ferdinand Frog did not try to argue with him. But as soon as he saw\nanother chance he began a different ditty.", "As Ferdinand Frog gazed upward a shadow of disappointment came over his\nface. And for once he did not smile.\n\n\"Do I look like that?\" he faltered.", "Ferdinand Frog then did a number of things, all of which were intended\nto let Grandaddy Beaver see that what he asked couldn't be done. Mr.", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "account.\" He continued to scold Ferdinand Frog at the top of his lungs,\ntelling him that he was a silly fellow, and that nobody--unless it", "But Ferdinand Frog only laughed and told him that he didn't mean\n_inches_. That, he explained, was no pay at all.", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "Ferdinand Frog lost no time, after Tired Tim left him. He jumped into\nthe swamp and made straight towards the very middle of it, whence he", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "His trouble was simply this: he had never been invited to attend the\nsinging-parties which the Frog family held almost every evening in Cedar\nSwamp.\n\nNow, Ferdinand Frog loved to sing at night.", "But he got no help--then--from Mr. Frog. All Ferdinand Frog would say\nwas that he'd be glad to oblige a friend, but he couldn't--and\nwouldn't--be hurried.", "But Ferdinand Frog only smiled--and made no move to assist his new\nacquaintance. The truth of the matter was that he had hidden a block of", "\"We've been sold,\" some one said at last. \"We've no rule to prevent this\nfellow from coming here. And the worst of it is, as everybody knows, his\nvoice is so loud it will spoil all our songs.\"" ], [ "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went.", "Ferdinand Frog then did a number of things, all of which were intended\nto let Grandaddy Beaver see that what he asked couldn't be done. Mr.", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "Ferdinand Frog did not try to argue with him. But as soon as he saw\nanother chance he began a different ditty.", "Ferdinand Frog was a famous singer, who had come to that quiet spot in\norder to rest his voice, which had become harsh from too much use.\nIndeed, there were so many stories about the stranger that it was hard", "\"Oh, no!\" his companion said quickly. \"I wouldn't want to do that--he's\nso busy.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog smiled. And for some reason old Mr. Crow seemed\ndispleased.", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "So Grandaddy Beaver went to Ferdinand Frog one day and told him that he\nsimply _must_ come to the rescue of the pond folk, and tell them how\nthey might have clothes as far ahead of the times as were his own.", "But Ferdinand Frog only smiled--and made no move to assist his new\nacquaintance. The truth of the matter was that he had hidden a block of", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "But he got no help--then--from Mr. Frog. All Ferdinand Frog would say\nwas that he'd be glad to oblige a friend, but he couldn't--and\nwouldn't--be hurried.", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "Owl must have gone home to his hemlock tree to get his rest. So\nFerdinand Frog felt quite safe again.", "Ferdinand Frog looked at him as if he hadn't noticed him before.", "There was one young gentleman, however--the beau of the village--who\ndisputed everybody, saying that he believed that Ferdinand Frog must be\nwearing old clothes that were many years behind the times." ], [ "And trooping after Daddy was almost everybody in the village. Not\ncounting the women and children, there were eleven of them. They climbed\nupon the rock, looking for Mr. Frog. But he was nowhere in sight.", "\"Come out!\" they all cried, as soon as they had recovered from their\nsurprise. \"We want to see you!\" And they formed a half-circle in the\ndooryard.", "Then he resumed his jumping. And after exactly one hundred and\nthirty-two jumps he reached a corner of Farmer Green's great barn, where\nhe found old Mr. Crow waiting for him.", "In fact it came right through the keyhole; and it was like nothing in\nthe world but a sneeze.\n\nA number of people were all ready to jump into the water and swim away,\nthey were so startled.", "At last, to the delight of everybody, a notice appeared one evening upon\nMr. Frog's door, which said:\n\n TO-MORROW WILL BE\n FITTING-DAY", "\"Hullo, young fellow!\" said Mr. Crow. \"If you're on your way to the barn\nto look at that picture, I'll fly over there myself, because I'd like to\nsee it again.\"", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "\"We've been sold,\" some one said at last. \"We've no rule to prevent this\nfellow from coming here. And the worst of it is, as everybody knows, his\nvoice is so loud it will spoil all our songs.\"", "When the last echoes of the song had died away a great hubbub arose.\nEverybody crowded around Mr. Frog. And there were cries of \"Now! Now!\"", "So he worked on. But by and by he began to grow uneasy again. And now\nand then he paused and went to the window, where he peered somewhat\nanxiously at the Beavers who waited before his door in a long line.", "\"What's this--a party?\" a voice called suddenly from under the bank. And\nthen Mr. Frog himself, looking fine and fit, hopped up and stood before\nthe company, with a broad grin on his face.", "\"There's a suit here for everybody,\" he announced. \"But if you crowd\ninto my shop I may get the garments mixed. And that would be terrible.\"", "And he began to laugh. And while he was laughing, Farmer Green came out\nof the barn with a pail of milk in each hand.", "\"Come with me!\" said old Mr. Crow. And he led the way around the barn,\nstopping before the side that faced the road.", "For a few moments Mr. Frog stood there gasping. And pretty soon he\nnoticed that his customers were all busily picking up chips and sticks", "which Mr. Crow said looked like him. So he started out just before\nsunset.", "\"There's no doubt that we'll meet again,\" Mr. Heron replied. \"I expect\nto come here to live. And I flew over here to-day to look about a\nbit. . . . Are there many in your family?\"", "Just because he did not want to be used as a milking stool by the Maiden\nAll Forlorn, Skiddy slid away Christmas eve. With him went Jack the\nJumper, and they had a wonderful time in the top shop.", "Well, they started off together; and they arrived shortly afterward at\nthe tailor's shop.", "So the tailor leaped into his shop once more. And for a few moments he\nwas very busy, arranging another strip of cloth so that the stranger\nmight make button-holes in it." ], [ "Anyhow, all the wild folk in Pleasant Valley agreed that Ferdinand Frog\nwas an agreeable person to have around. No matter what happened, he was", "Owl must have gone home to his hemlock tree to get his rest. So\nFerdinand Frog felt quite safe again.", "And Ferdinand Frog was glad to hear that the huge fellow dwelt no\nnearer.\n\n\"What's your name, friend?\" Mr. Frog then asked.", "And he opened his mouth and smiled so widely that old Mr. Crow couldn't\nhelp shuddering--though he knew well enough that Ferdinand Frog could\nnever swallow anyone as big as he was.", "have pasted on Farmer Green's barn. . . . I believe----\" he added, as\nhe stared at Ferdinand Frog----\"I believe I know which one Aunt Polly\nmeans.\"", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "And finally he stopped suddenly. As Grandaddy Beaver stepped forward to\nbe measured for the fourth time it dawned upon Mr. Frog that he had\nmeasured him several times already.\n\nBut Ferdinand Frog said nothing at all.", "Ferdinand Frog was a famous singer, who had come to that quiet spot in\norder to rest his voice, which had become harsh from too much use.\nIndeed, there were so many stories about the stranger that it was hard", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "There was something about Ferdinand Frog that made everybody smile. It\nmay have been his amazingly wide mouth and his queer, bulging eyes, or", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "MR. CROW LOSES SOMETHING\n\n\nThe picture of the hippopotamus on Farmer Green's barn did not please\nFerdinand Frog. But in a few moments he began to smile again.", "It was a long way to Farmer Green's from the Beaver pond where Ferdinand\nFrog made his home. But he felt that he simply _must_ see that picture", "\"No!\" she told him. \"The trouble is I'd be nervous, because one of my\nyoung brothers was eaten by a member of your family.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog's face fell. But not for long.", "But Farmer Green paid little heed to Ferdinand Frog's wheedling,\nalthough he did smile and say:\n\n\"I declare, I believe that bull frog's jeering at me because I missed\nthe old crow!\"", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well." ], [ "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "But Farmer Green paid little heed to Ferdinand Frog's wheedling,\nalthough he did smile and say:\n\n\"I declare, I believe that bull frog's jeering at me because I missed\nthe old crow!\"", "\"Oh, no!\" his companion said quickly. \"I wouldn't want to do that--he's\nso busy.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog smiled. And for some reason old Mr. Crow seemed\ndispleased.", "Ferdinand Frog did not try to argue with him. But as soon as he saw\nanother chance he began a different ditty.", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "But he got no help--then--from Mr. Frog. All Ferdinand Frog would say\nwas that he'd be glad to oblige a friend, but he couldn't--and\nwouldn't--be hurried.", "But Ferdinand Frog only smiled--and made no move to assist his new\nacquaintance. The truth of the matter was that he had hidden a block of", "His trouble was simply this: he had never been invited to attend the\nsinging-parties which the Frog family held almost every evening in Cedar\nSwamp.\n\nNow, Ferdinand Frog loved to sing at night.", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "many of the wild folk who lived in the neighborhood thought him a great\nnuisance. Not caring for music, they objected to being forced to listen\nto Ferdinand Frog's favorite songs.", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "But Ferdinand Frog told the crowd that it was only because they weren't\nused to being dressed in that fashion. He said he certainly was pleased\nwith their appearance and that he had never seen any company that looked\nthe least bit like them.", "There was one young gentleman, however--the beau of the village--who\ndisputed everybody, saying that he believed that Ferdinand Frog must be\nwearing old clothes that were many years behind the times.", "One can judge, just by that remark, that Ferdinand Frog was not quite so\npolite as his neighbors supposed--_when there was no one to hear what he\nsaid_.\n\n\n\n\nIII", "Ferdinand Frog then did a number of things, all of which were intended\nto let Grandaddy Beaver see that what he asked couldn't be done. Mr.", "Anyhow, all the wild folk in Pleasant Valley agreed that Ferdinand Frog\nwas an agreeable person to have around. No matter what happened, he was", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:" ], [ "And he opened his mouth and smiled so widely that old Mr. Crow couldn't\nhelp shuddering--though he knew well enough that Ferdinand Frog could\nnever swallow anyone as big as he was.", "\"You certainly do,\" old Mr. Crow assured him. \"See those eyes--don't\nthey bulge just like yours? And look at that mouth! It's fully as wide\nas yours--and maybe a trifle wider!\"", "And Ferdinand Frog was glad to hear that the huge fellow dwelt no\nnearer.\n\n\"What's your name, friend?\" Mr. Frog then asked.", "And finally he stopped suddenly. As Grandaddy Beaver stepped forward to\nbe measured for the fourth time it dawned upon Mr. Frog that he had\nmeasured him several times already.\n\nBut Ferdinand Frog said nothing at all.", "Then he resumed his jumping. And after exactly one hundred and\nthirty-two jumps he reached a corner of Farmer Green's great barn, where\nhe found old Mr. Crow waiting for him.", "At least, that was Mr. Frog's own opinion.\n\nAnd he called to Farmer Green and suggested to him that he step out\nbehind the barn and take a shot at the tail of the hippopotamus.", "It was Solomon Owl who had spoken to him. There was no mistaking the\nloud, mocking laughter that followed Mr. Frog's hasty retreat.", "He began to bellow Mr. Turtle's name at the top of his lungs. And soon\nthe old gentleman's black head popped out of the water. And presently", "\"It's called the _hippopotamus_,\" old Mr. Crow replied. \"I heard Johnnie\nGreen say so. And he ought to know, if anyone does.\"\n\n\n\n\nIV", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "Now, old Mr. Crow was in such a temper that he forgot that Farmer Green\nwas inside the barn. And he made so much noise that Farmer Green heard\nhim and peeped around the corner of the barn to see what was going on.", "\"Afraid?\" Mr. Crow snorted. \"Certainly not! We're the best of friends.\nHe set up this straw man here, just to keep me company. . . . Besides,\"", "\"We've been sold,\" some one said at last. \"We've no rule to prevent this\nfellow from coming here. And the worst of it is, as everybody knows, his\nvoice is so loud it will spoil all our songs.\"", "And to get rid of them, Mr. Frog worked faster than ever. So great was\nhis haste that he measured everybody wrong; whereas before he had\nmeasured them correctly, while merely scratching wrong figures upon the\nstones.", "Then Mr. Frog turned to look at the other pictures, which covered the\nwhole side of the big barn. He beheld many strange creatures--some with", "And he began to laugh. And while he was laughing, Farmer Green came out\nof the barn with a pail of milk in each hand.", "So as old Mr. Turtle crawled slowly towards him, he drew away.\n\n\"I'm going to wait----\" Long Bill announced.\n\n\"Why?\" Mr. Frog demanded.", "So he worked on. But by and by he began to grow uneasy again. And now\nand then he paused and went to the window, where he peered somewhat\nanxiously at the Beavers who waited before his door in a long line.", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "Then a loud groan arose. And somebody stopped him again. And Mr. Frog\nsoon learned that they hadn't sung that one for a year and a half." ], [ "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "\"Oh, no!\" his companion said quickly. \"I wouldn't want to do that--he's\nso busy.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog smiled. And for some reason old Mr. Crow seemed\ndispleased.", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "Owl must have gone home to his hemlock tree to get his rest. So\nFerdinand Frog felt quite safe again.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "have pasted on Farmer Green's barn. . . . I believe----\" he added, as\nhe stared at Ferdinand Frog----\"I believe I know which one Aunt Polly\nmeans.\"", "Anyhow, all the wild folk in Pleasant Valley agreed that Ferdinand Frog\nwas an agreeable person to have around. No matter what happened, he was", "But Farmer Green paid little heed to Ferdinand Frog's wheedling,\nalthough he did smile and say:\n\n\"I declare, I believe that bull frog's jeering at me because I missed\nthe old crow!\"", "Then Ferdinand Frog had a happy thought. Why not ask Farmer Green to\nshoot off the tail of the hippopotamus? The loss of that ugly tail would", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "\"No!\" she told him. \"The trouble is I'd be nervous, because one of my\nyoung brothers was eaten by a member of your family.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog's face fell. But not for long.", "There was something about Ferdinand Frog that made everybody smile. It\nmay have been his amazingly wide mouth and his queer, bulging eyes, or", "His trouble was simply this: he had never been invited to attend the\nsinging-parties which the Frog family held almost every evening in Cedar\nSwamp.\n\nNow, Ferdinand Frog loved to sing at night.", "And Ferdinand Frog was glad to hear that the huge fellow dwelt no\nnearer.\n\n\"What's your name, friend?\" Mr. Frog then asked.", "only a short time before the whole Beaver family was so stirred up that\nthey couldn't do a stroke of work. Ferdinand Frog was in everybody's", "Ferdinand Frog then did a number of things, all of which were intended\nto let Grandaddy Beaver see that what he asked couldn't be done. Mr.", "At least, that was Mr. Frog's own opinion.\n\nAnd he called to Farmer Green and suggested to him that he step out\nbehind the barn and take a shot at the tail of the hippopotamus.", "So the Beaver gentlemen were as quiet and orderly as they could be. But\nas for Mr. Frog himself, he jumped around as if he were standing in a", "MR. CROW LOSES SOMETHING\n\n\nThe picture of the hippopotamus on Farmer Green's barn did not please\nFerdinand Frog. But in a few moments he began to smile again." ], [ "Then he resumed his jumping. And after exactly one hundred and\nthirty-two jumps he reached a corner of Farmer Green's great barn, where\nhe found old Mr. Crow waiting for him.", "And he began to laugh. And while he was laughing, Farmer Green came out\nof the barn with a pail of milk in each hand.", "And trooping after Daddy was almost everybody in the village. Not\ncounting the women and children, there were eleven of them. They climbed\nupon the rock, looking for Mr. Frog. But he was nowhere in sight.", "\"Come out!\" they all cried, as soon as they had recovered from their\nsurprise. \"We want to see you!\" And they formed a half-circle in the\ndooryard.", "have pasted on Farmer Green's barn. . . . I believe----\" he added, as\nhe stared at Ferdinand Frog----\"I believe I know which one Aunt Polly\nmeans.\"", "\"We've been sold,\" some one said at last. \"We've no rule to prevent this\nfellow from coming here. And the worst of it is, as everybody knows, his\nvoice is so loud it will spoil all our songs.\"", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "Now, old Mr. Crow was in such a temper that he forgot that Farmer Green\nwas inside the barn. And he made so much noise that Farmer Green heard\nhim and peeped around the corner of the barn to see what was going on.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "At last, to the delight of everybody, a notice appeared one evening upon\nMr. Frog's door, which said:\n\n TO-MORROW WILL BE\n FITTING-DAY", "\"You'd better form in line!\" he suggested. \"You can come in through the\nfront door. I'll measure you. And you can pass out the back way. . . .\nDon't crowd, please!\"", "Just because he did not want to be used as a milking stool by the Maiden\nAll Forlorn, Skiddy slid away Christmas eve. With him went Jack the\nJumper, and they had a wonderful time in the top shop.", "So he worked on. But by and by he began to grow uneasy again. And now\nand then he paused and went to the window, where he peered somewhat\nanxiously at the Beavers who waited before his door in a long line.", "he went on, \"at this time o' day Farmer Green is inside the barn, milking\nthe cows. And we'll be outside it, looking at the circus pictures.\"", "But Farmer Green paid little heed to Ferdinand Frog's wheedling,\nalthough he did smile and say:\n\n\"I declare, I believe that bull frog's jeering at me because I missed\nthe old crow!\"", "\"Afraid?\" Mr. Crow snorted. \"Certainly not! We're the best of friends.\nHe set up this straw man here, just to keep me company. . . . Besides,\"", "\"It's the one in the upper left-hand corner,\" old Mr. Crow informed him\nsolemnly. \"And if you haven't yet seen it, you should take a good look\nat it soon.\"", "When the last echoes of the song had died away a great hubbub arose.\nEverybody crowded around Mr. Frog. And there were cries of \"Now! Now!\"", "At least, that was Mr. Frog's own opinion.\n\nAnd he called to Farmer Green and suggested to him that he step out\nbehind the barn and take a shot at the tail of the hippopotamus.", "\"Hullo, young fellow!\" said Mr. Crow. \"If you're on your way to the barn\nto look at that picture, I'll fly over there myself, because I'd like to\nsee it again.\"" ], [ "And Ferdinand Frog was glad to hear that the huge fellow dwelt no\nnearer.\n\n\"What's your name, friend?\" Mr. Frog then asked.", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "Ferdinand Frog was a famous singer, who had come to that quiet spot in\norder to rest his voice, which had become harsh from too much use.\nIndeed, there were so many stories about the stranger that it was hard", "\"I shouldn't be surprised----\" Mr. Crow had said with a wise wag of his\nhead----\"I shouldn't be surprised if his real name was Ferdinand Fraud.\"", "\"The face does look a bit like mine, I'll admit,\" Ferdinand Frog\nmuttered. \"But no one could ever mistake one of us for the other. . . .\nWhat's the name of this creature?\"", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "account.\" He continued to scold Ferdinand Frog at the top of his lungs,\ntelling him that he was a silly fellow, and that nobody--unless it", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "\"No!\" she told him. \"The trouble is I'd be nervous, because one of my\nyoung brothers was eaten by a member of your family.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog's face fell. But not for long.", "Ferdinand Frog's eyes seemed to bulge further out of his head than ever.\n\n\"I--I never heard of this before!\" he stammered.", "There was something about Ferdinand Frog that made everybody smile. It\nmay have been his amazingly wide mouth and his queer, bulging eyes, or", "One can judge, just by that remark, that Ferdinand Frog was not quite so\npolite as his neighbors supposed--_when there was no one to hear what he\nsaid_.\n\n\n\n\nIII", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "And he opened his mouth and smiled so widely that old Mr. Crow couldn't\nhelp shuddering--though he knew well enough that Ferdinand Frog could\nnever swallow anyone as big as he was.", "Ferdinand Frog then did a number of things, all of which were intended\nto let Grandaddy Beaver see that what he asked couldn't be done. Mr.", "\"What's the joke?\" he inquired in a surly tone. \"Something seems to\namuse you. Why are you grinning?\"\n\n\"It's just a habit I have,\" Ferdinand Frog explained." ], [ "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "Of course, the real reason for Ferdinand Frog's change of scene was that\nhe was afraid Mr. Heron might return to the Beaver pond some day, to\nlook for him.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "Ferdinand Frog's eyes seemed to bulge further out of his head than ever.\n\n\"I--I never heard of this before!\" he stammered.", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "\"Stop sticking your tongue out at me!\" the other commanded.\n\nIn spite of his alarm, when he heard that Ferdinand Frog began to laugh.", "In fact it came right through the keyhole; and it was like nothing in\nthe world but a sneeze.\n\nA number of people were all ready to jump into the water and swim away,\nthey were so startled.", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "And he opened his mouth and smiled so widely that old Mr. Crow couldn't\nhelp shuddering--though he knew well enough that Ferdinand Frog could\nnever swallow anyone as big as he was.", "\"What's the joke?\" he inquired in a surly tone. \"Something seems to\namuse you. Why are you grinning?\"\n\n\"It's just a habit I have,\" Ferdinand Frog explained.", "account.\" He continued to scold Ferdinand Frog at the top of his lungs,\ntelling him that he was a silly fellow, and that nobody--unless it", "As Ferdinand Frog gazed upward a shadow of disappointment came over his\nface. And for once he did not smile.\n\n\"Do I look like that?\" he faltered.", "But Farmer Green paid little heed to Ferdinand Frog's wheedling,\nalthough he did smile and say:\n\n\"I declare, I believe that bull frog's jeering at me because I missed\nthe old crow!\"", "Now, old Mr. Crow was in such a temper that he forgot that Farmer Green\nwas inside the barn. And he made so much noise that Farmer Green heard\nhim and peeped around the corner of the barn to see what was going on." ], [ "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "And Ferdinand Frog was glad to hear that the huge fellow dwelt no\nnearer.\n\n\"What's your name, friend?\" Mr. Frog then asked.", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "\"Here he is!\" several of the singers exclaimed as soon as Ferdinand\nFrog's head popped out of the water, in their midst.", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "neighbors' doubts. And now he turned to Ferdinand Frog and began\nspeaking in a hushed voice.", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "\"Come out!\" they all cried, as soon as they had recovered from their\nsurprise. \"We want to see you!\" And they formed a half-circle in the\ndooryard.", "But Ferdinand Frog told the crowd that it was only because they weren't\nused to being dressed in that fashion. He said he certainly was pleased\nwith their appearance and that he had never seen any company that looked\nthe least bit like them.", "On the following night Ferdinand Frog went to the edge of Cedar Swamp,\nwhere he waited somewhat impatiently on a log until Tired Tim Beaver\njoined him.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "Ferdinand Frog looked at him as if he hadn't noticed him before.", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "Ferdinand Frog arrived, everybody was disappointed, and especially\nTired Tim, who had felt very proud in his gorgeous new clothes. For he", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "Ferdinand Frog; and he had been watching his callers all the time,\nthrough the keyhole, and listening to everything that they said.", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he" ], [ "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "But Ferdinand Frog told the crowd that it was only because they weren't\nused to being dressed in that fashion. He said he certainly was pleased\nwith their appearance and that he had never seen any company that looked\nthe least bit like them.", "\"Here he is!\" several of the singers exclaimed as soon as Ferdinand\nFrog's head popped out of the water, in their midst.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "And he opened his mouth and smiled so widely that old Mr. Crow couldn't\nhelp shuddering--though he knew well enough that Ferdinand Frog could\nnever swallow anyone as big as he was.", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "But Ferdinand Frog only smiled--and made no move to assist his new\nacquaintance. The truth of the matter was that he had hidden a block of", "\"I hope so! Where is it?\" Ferdinand Frog asked him eagerly. \"Show me the\npretty one!\"", "roar his favorite song, while he beat time for the other singers. The\nname of that song was \"A Frog on a Log in a Bog\"; and Ferdinand Frog", "\"We can call to him, if you want to say good morning to him,\" Ferdinand\nFrog suggested cheerfully." ], [ "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "Ferdinand Frog did not try to argue with him. But as soon as he saw\nanother chance he began a different ditty.", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "As Ferdinand Frog gazed upward a shadow of disappointment came over his\nface. And for once he did not smile.\n\n\"Do I look like that?\" he faltered.", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "But Farmer Green paid little heed to Ferdinand Frog's wheedling,\nalthough he did smile and say:\n\n\"I declare, I believe that bull frog's jeering at me because I missed\nthe old crow!\"", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "\"Oh, no!\" his companion said quickly. \"I wouldn't want to do that--he's\nso busy.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog smiled. And for some reason old Mr. Crow seemed\ndispleased.", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "\"Stop sticking your tongue out at me!\" the other commanded.\n\nIn spite of his alarm, when he heard that Ferdinand Frog began to laugh.", "But Ferdinand Frog only smiled--and made no move to assist his new\nacquaintance. The truth of the matter was that he had hidden a block of", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went.", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking." ], [ "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "But Ferdinand Frog only smiled--and made no move to assist his new\nacquaintance. The truth of the matter was that he had hidden a block of", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "But Ferdinand Frog told the crowd that it was only because they weren't\nused to being dressed in that fashion. He said he certainly was pleased\nwith their appearance and that he had never seen any company that looked\nthe least bit like them.", "\"Stop sticking your tongue out at me!\" the other commanded.\n\nIn spite of his alarm, when he heard that Ferdinand Frog began to laugh.", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "Of course, the real reason for Ferdinand Frog's change of scene was that\nhe was afraid Mr. Heron might return to the Beaver pond some day, to\nlook for him.", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "And he opened his mouth and smiled so widely that old Mr. Crow couldn't\nhelp shuddering--though he knew well enough that Ferdinand Frog could\nnever swallow anyone as big as he was.", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went.", "Ferdinand Frog knew then that he had blundered. So he hastened to mend\nmatters." ], [ "Ferdinand Frog then did a number of things, all of which were intended\nto let Grandaddy Beaver see that what he asked couldn't be done. Mr.", "But he got no help--then--from Mr. Frog. All Ferdinand Frog would say\nwas that he'd be glad to oblige a friend, but he couldn't--and\nwouldn't--be hurried.", "But Ferdinand Frog only smiled--and made no move to assist his new\nacquaintance. The truth of the matter was that he had hidden a block of", "Ferdinand Frog did not try to argue with him. But as soon as he saw\nanother chance he began a different ditty.", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "\"Oh, no!\" his companion said quickly. \"I wouldn't want to do that--he's\nso busy.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog smiled. And for some reason old Mr. Crow seemed\ndispleased.", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "\"He never said a word to me about it!\" Ferdinand Frog declared with a\nloud laugh. \"And I can't give you a supper, for I haven't one ready.\"", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went.", "Of course, the real reason for Ferdinand Frog's change of scene was that\nhe was afraid Mr. Heron might return to the Beaver pond some day, to\nlook for him.", "But Ferdinand Frog only laughed and told him that he didn't mean\n_inches_. That, he explained, was no pay at all.", "Ferdinand Frog looked at him as if he hadn't noticed him before.", "\"Then we'll postpone it until to-morrow night,\" the company told him\nhopefully.\n\n\"What does your rule say?\" Ferdinand Frog rolled his eyes as he put the\nquestion to them.", "As Ferdinand Frog gazed upward a shadow of disappointment came over his\nface. And for once he did not smile.\n\n\"Do I look like that?\" he faltered.", "Ferdinand Frog knew then that he had blundered. So he hastened to mend\nmatters.", "\"Stop sticking your tongue out at me!\" the other commanded.\n\nIn spite of his alarm, when he heard that Ferdinand Frog began to laugh.", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again." ], [ "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "\"Oh, no!\" his companion said quickly. \"I wouldn't want to do that--he's\nso busy.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog smiled. And for some reason old Mr. Crow seemed\ndispleased.", "Ferdinand Frog did not try to argue with him. But as soon as he saw\nanother chance he began a different ditty.", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went.", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "Anyhow, all the wild folk in Pleasant Valley agreed that Ferdinand Frog\nwas an agreeable person to have around. No matter what happened, he was", "Now, Ferdinand Frog did not mind the laughter at all.", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "His trouble was simply this: he had never been invited to attend the\nsinging-parties which the Frog family held almost every evening in Cedar\nSwamp.\n\nNow, Ferdinand Frog loved to sing at night.", "There was something about Ferdinand Frog that made everybody smile. It\nmay have been his amazingly wide mouth and his queer, bulging eyes, or", "Ferdinand Frog then did a number of things, all of which were intended\nto let Grandaddy Beaver see that what he asked couldn't be done. Mr.", "And Ferdinand Frog was glad to hear that the huge fellow dwelt no\nnearer.\n\n\"What's your name, friend?\" Mr. Frog then asked.", "many of the wild folk who lived in the neighborhood thought him a great\nnuisance. Not caring for music, they objected to being forced to listen\nto Ferdinand Frog's favorite songs.", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "\"You like my bill, then?\" Mr. Heron asked him.\n\n\"Yes!\" Ferdinand Frog answered. \"And it must be very handy, too.\"", "\"What's the joke?\" he inquired in a surly tone. \"Something seems to\namuse you. Why are you grinning?\"\n\n\"It's just a habit I have,\" Ferdinand Frog explained." ], [ "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "Anyhow, all the wild folk in Pleasant Valley agreed that Ferdinand Frog\nwas an agreeable person to have around. No matter what happened, he was", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went.", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "Owl must have gone home to his hemlock tree to get his rest. So\nFerdinand Frog felt quite safe again.", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "His trouble was simply this: he had never been invited to attend the\nsinging-parties which the Frog family held almost every evening in Cedar\nSwamp.\n\nNow, Ferdinand Frog loved to sing at night.", "And Ferdinand Frog was glad to hear that the huge fellow dwelt no\nnearer.\n\n\"What's your name, friend?\" Mr. Frog then asked.", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "\"Oh, no!\" his companion said quickly. \"I wouldn't want to do that--he's\nso busy.\"\n\nFerdinand Frog smiled. And for some reason old Mr. Crow seemed\ndispleased.", "Ferdinand Frog was a famous singer, who had come to that quiet spot in\norder to rest his voice, which had become harsh from too much use.\nIndeed, there were so many stories about the stranger that it was hard", "\"I hope so! Where is it?\" Ferdinand Frog asked him eagerly. \"Show me the\npretty one!\"", "Ferdinand Frog always looked so cheerful that no one ever suspected that\nhe had a secret sorrow. But it is true, nevertheless, that something", "It was a long way to Farmer Green's from the Beaver pond where Ferdinand\nFrog made his home. But he felt that he simply _must_ see that picture", "\"We can call to him, if you want to say good morning to him,\" Ferdinand\nFrog suggested cheerfully.", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a" ], [ "Owl must have gone home to his hemlock tree to get his rest. So\nFerdinand Frog felt quite safe again.", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "Anyhow, all the wild folk in Pleasant Valley agreed that Ferdinand Frog\nwas an agreeable person to have around. No matter what happened, he was", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "Ferdinand Frog was a famous singer, who had come to that quiet spot in\norder to rest his voice, which had become harsh from too much use.\nIndeed, there were so many stories about the stranger that it was hard", "And finally he stopped suddenly. As Grandaddy Beaver stepped forward to\nbe measured for the fourth time it dawned upon Mr. Frog that he had\nmeasured him several times already.\n\nBut Ferdinand Frog said nothing at all.", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went.", "And he opened his mouth and smiled so widely that old Mr. Crow couldn't\nhelp shuddering--though he knew well enough that Ferdinand Frog could\nnever swallow anyone as big as he was.", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "As Ferdinand Frog gazed upward a shadow of disappointment came over his\nface. And for once he did not smile.\n\n\"Do I look like that?\" he faltered.", "Ferdinand Frog then did a number of things, all of which were intended\nto let Grandaddy Beaver see that what he asked couldn't be done. Mr.", "So Grandaddy Beaver went to Ferdinand Frog one day and told him that he\nsimply _must_ come to the rescue of the pond folk, and tell them how\nthey might have clothes as far ahead of the times as were his own.", "There was one young gentleman, however--the beau of the village--who\ndisputed everybody, saying that he believed that Ferdinand Frog must be\nwearing old clothes that were many years behind the times.", "Of course, the real reason for Ferdinand Frog's change of scene was that\nhe was afraid Mr. Heron might return to the Beaver pond some day, to\nlook for him.", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again." ], [ "\"Come out!\" they all cried, as soon as they had recovered from their\nsurprise. \"We want to see you!\" And they formed a half-circle in the\ndooryard.", "And he began to laugh. And while he was laughing, Farmer Green came out\nof the barn with a pail of milk in each hand.", "have pasted on Farmer Green's barn. . . . I believe----\" he added, as\nhe stared at Ferdinand Frog----\"I believe I know which one Aunt Polly\nmeans.\"", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "\"There!\" he cried. \"It's in the upper left-hand corner, just as I told\nyou.\" And he chuckled as loud as he dared--with Farmer Green inside the\nbuilding, milking the cows.", "\"Come with me!\" said old Mr. Crow. And he led the way around the barn,\nstopping before the side that faced the road.", "So he worked on. But by and by he began to grow uneasy again. And now\nand then he paused and went to the window, where he peered somewhat\nanxiously at the Beavers who waited before his door in a long line.", "And trooping after Daddy was almost everybody in the village. Not\ncounting the women and children, there were eleven of them. They climbed\nupon the rock, looking for Mr. Frog. But he was nowhere in sight.", "Now, old Mr. Crow was in such a temper that he forgot that Farmer Green\nwas inside the barn. And he made so much noise that Farmer Green heard\nhim and peeped around the corner of the barn to see what was going on.", "\"What's this--a party?\" a voice called suddenly from under the bank. And\nthen Mr. Frog himself, looking fine and fit, hopped up and stood before\nthe company, with a broad grin on his face.", "Then he resumed his jumping. And after exactly one hundred and\nthirty-two jumps he reached a corner of Farmer Green's great barn, where\nhe found old Mr. Crow waiting for him.", "Having made up his mind that he would finish his journey to Farmer\nGreen's place by land, he started briskly across the cornfield,\ntravelling in a straight line between two rows of young corn.", "On the following night Ferdinand Frog went to the edge of Cedar Swamp,\nwhere he waited somewhat impatiently on a log until Tired Tim Beaver\njoined him.", "he went on, \"at this time o' day Farmer Green is inside the barn, milking\nthe cows. And we'll be outside it, looking at the circus pictures.\"", "Arriving there, he was not surprised that she asked him a few\nquestions. And he explained to her that he had been on the bank of the\ncreek, watching old Mr. Turtle pulling at the root of a willow.", "At last, to the delight of everybody, a notice appeared one evening upon\nMr. Frog's door, which said:\n\n TO-MORROW WILL BE\n FITTING-DAY", "Just because he did not want to be used as a milking stool by the Maiden\nAll Forlorn, Skiddy slid away Christmas eve. With him went Jack the\nJumper, and they had a wonderful time in the top shop.", "\"Afraid?\" Mr. Crow snorted. \"Certainly not! We're the best of friends.\nHe set up this straw man here, just to keep me company. . . . Besides,\"", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "\"You come to the big rock on the other side of the pond as soon as it's\ndark to-night; and bring with you everybody who wants to know how to\nget clothes like mine." ], [ "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "Of course, the real reason for Ferdinand Frog's change of scene was that\nhe was afraid Mr. Heron might return to the Beaver pond some day, to\nlook for him.", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "Having made up his mind that he would finish his journey to Farmer\nGreen's place by land, he started briskly across the cornfield,\ntravelling in a straight line between two rows of young corn.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "XXIII\n\nMR. FROG RUNS AWAY", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "Ferdinand Frog lost no time, after Tired Tim left him. He jumped into\nthe swamp and made straight towards the very middle of it, whence he", "\"What's the joke?\" he inquired in a surly tone. \"Something seems to\namuse you. Why are you grinning?\"\n\n\"It's just a habit I have,\" Ferdinand Frog explained.", "But Ferdinand Frog only smiled--and made no move to assist his new\nacquaintance. The truth of the matter was that he had hidden a block of", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went.", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own" ], [ "But Ferdinand Frog told the crowd that it was only because they weren't\nused to being dressed in that fashion. He said he certainly was pleased\nwith their appearance and that he had never seen any company that looked\nthe least bit like them.", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "\"Here he is!\" several of the singers exclaimed as soon as Ferdinand\nFrog's head popped out of the water, in their midst.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "There was one young gentleman, however--the beau of the village--who\ndisputed everybody, saying that he believed that Ferdinand Frog must be\nwearing old clothes that were many years behind the times.", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "And Ferdinand Frog was glad to hear that the huge fellow dwelt no\nnearer.\n\n\"What's your name, friend?\" Mr. Frog then asked.", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "Ferdinand Frog was a famous singer, who had come to that quiet spot in\norder to rest his voice, which had become harsh from too much use.\nIndeed, there were so many stories about the stranger that it was hard", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "And he opened his mouth and smiled so widely that old Mr. Crow couldn't\nhelp shuddering--though he knew well enough that Ferdinand Frog could\nnever swallow anyone as big as he was.", "\"I shouldn't be surprised----\" Mr. Crow had said with a wise wag of his\nhead----\"I shouldn't be surprised if his real name was Ferdinand Fraud.\"", "Of course, the real reason for Ferdinand Frog's change of scene was that\nhe was afraid Mr. Heron might return to the Beaver pond some day, to\nlook for him.", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "So Grandaddy Beaver went to Ferdinand Frog one day and told him that he\nsimply _must_ come to the rescue of the pond folk, and tell them how\nthey might have clothes as far ahead of the times as were his own." ], [ "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "And Ferdinand Frog was glad to hear that the huge fellow dwelt no\nnearer.\n\n\"What's your name, friend?\" Mr. Frog then asked.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "\"I shouldn't be surprised----\" Mr. Crow had said with a wise wag of his\nhead----\"I shouldn't be surprised if his real name was Ferdinand Fraud.\"", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "Ferdinand Frog was a famous singer, who had come to that quiet spot in\norder to rest his voice, which had become harsh from too much use.\nIndeed, there were so many stories about the stranger that it was hard", "But Ferdinand Frog only laughed and told him that he didn't mean\n_inches_. That, he explained, was no pay at all.", "\"Stop sticking your tongue out at me!\" the other commanded.\n\nIn spite of his alarm, when he heard that Ferdinand Frog began to laugh.", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "There was something about Ferdinand Frog that made everybody smile. It\nmay have been his amazingly wide mouth and his queer, bulging eyes, or", "\"The face does look a bit like mine, I'll admit,\" Ferdinand Frog\nmuttered. \"But no one could ever mistake one of us for the other. . . .\nWhat's the name of this creature?\"", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "account.\" He continued to scold Ferdinand Frog at the top of his lungs,\ntelling him that he was a silly fellow, and that nobody--unless it", "There was one young gentleman, however--the beau of the village--who\ndisputed everybody, saying that he believed that Ferdinand Frog must be\nwearing old clothes that were many years behind the times.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "But he got no help--then--from Mr. Frog. All Ferdinand Frog would say\nwas that he'd be glad to oblige a friend, but he couldn't--and\nwouldn't--be hurried.", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "\"What's the joke?\" he inquired in a surly tone. \"Something seems to\namuse you. Why are you grinning?\"\n\n\"It's just a habit I have,\" Ferdinand Frog explained.", "People began exclaiming that that was just like Ferdinand Frog--who was\nan odd fellow--to have his sign painted on the inside of his door\ninstead of on the outside." ], [ "But Ferdinand Frog only smiled--and made no move to assist his new\nacquaintance. The truth of the matter was that he had hidden a block of", "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "Ferdinand Frog was a famous singer, who had come to that quiet spot in\norder to rest his voice, which had become harsh from too much use.\nIndeed, there were so many stories about the stranger that it was hard", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "Ferdinand Frog did not try to argue with him. But as soon as he saw\nanother chance he began a different ditty.", "As Ferdinand Frog gazed upward a shadow of disappointment came over his\nface. And for once he did not smile.\n\n\"Do I look like that?\" he faltered.", "\"What's the joke?\" he inquired in a surly tone. \"Something seems to\namuse you. Why are you grinning?\"\n\n\"It's just a habit I have,\" Ferdinand Frog explained.", "And he opened his mouth and smiled so widely that old Mr. Crow couldn't\nhelp shuddering--though he knew well enough that Ferdinand Frog could\nnever swallow anyone as big as he was.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "\"Stop sticking your tongue out at me!\" the other commanded.\n\nIn spite of his alarm, when he heard that Ferdinand Frog began to laugh.", "There was no one who could help grinning at Ferdinand Frog's news--he\nlooked so comical. And old Mr. Crow, who was noted for his rudeness,\neven burst out with a hoarse _haw-haw_.", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "And finally he stopped suddenly. As Grandaddy Beaver stepped forward to\nbe measured for the fourth time it dawned upon Mr. Frog that he had\nmeasured him several times already.\n\nBut Ferdinand Frog said nothing at all.", "see that he was worried. That was Ferdinand Frog's way: almost always he\nmanaged to smile, no matter how things went." ], [ "But old Mr. Crow only said hastily that he would be at the barn by the\ntime Ferdinand reached it. And without another word he flapped himself\naway across the field.", "A moment later the old shot-gun went off with a terrific roar. Ferdinand\nFrog saw Mr. Crow spring up and go tearing off towards the woods. And a", "Of course, the real reason for Ferdinand Frog's change of scene was that\nhe was afraid Mr. Heron might return to the Beaver pond some day, to\nlook for him.", "But those words were hardly out of Ferdinand Frog's mouth when he turned\nand made for the bank as fast as he could go. He had caught sight of a", "So it is easy to see that Ferdinand Frog was a vain and silly fellow. He\nwas even foolish enough to repeat Aunt Polly's remark to everybody he\nchanced to meet that night, and the following day as well.", "Ferdinand Frog lost no time, after Tired Tim left him. He jumped into\nthe swamp and made straight towards the very middle of it, whence he", "\"He's a queer one,\" said Ferdinand Frog to himself. \"It seems as if a\nperson couldn't please him, no matter how much a person tried.\" Then he", "When Ferdinand Frog heard that, he was so delighted that he hurried\nstraight home and put on his best suit. And then he spent most of a", "When he heard the good news Ferdinand Frog was so delighted that he\nleaped into the air and kicked his heels together.\n\nAnd then forgetting his solemn promise, he began to bellow at the top of\nhis voice:", "Ferdinand Frog had begun to feel uneasy again. He was afraid that the\nsingers had forgotten their promise to him. But at last they suddenly\nstarted a rousing song which made him take heart again.", "\"And now, tell me!\" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while\nhe held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.", "Ferdinand Frog did not try to argue with him. But as soon as he saw\nanother chance he began a different ditty.", "Ferdinand Frog then did a number of things, all of which were intended\nto let Grandaddy Beaver see that what he asked couldn't be done. Mr.", "And then Ferdinand Frog felt as if a great weight had been lifted from\nhis mind. He smiled all over his face, to show the stranger that he was\nglad to see him.", "\"Yes! Yes--I know!\" Ferdinand interrupted. \"But this creature has a\ntail! And tails are terribly out of fashion. I haven't worn one since I\nwas a tadpole.\"", "Of course, such extreme cheerfulness often made angry folk only the more\nfurious, especially when the whole trouble was Ferdinand Frog's own", "That was Ferdinand Frog--known far and wide for his elegant manners.\nEvery young lady declared that he wore exquisite clothes, too; and many\nof them secretly thought him quite good-looking.", "Ferdinand Frog knew then that he had blundered. So he hastened to mend\nmatters.", "Owl must have gone home to his hemlock tree to get his rest. So\nFerdinand Frog felt quite safe again.", "Ferdinand Frog was a famous singer, who had come to that quiet spot in\norder to rest his voice, which had become harsh from too much use.\nIndeed, there were so many stories about the stranger that it was hard" ] ]

[ "What does Ferdinand enjoy the most?", "What is the nickname the men give Ferdinand after sitting on a bee?", "Why does Ferdinand stomp across the field when the men visit?", "What does Ferdinand do upon entering the ring?", "Why does Ferdinand lay down in the ring?", "Where is Ferdinand sent after failing to fight in the ring?", "What is Ferdinand doing today still?", "How many men come to look for a bull for the bull fight?", "Who grows up to be the strongest and biggest bull in Ferdinand's pasture?", "What does Ferdinand prefer to butting heads with the other bulls?", "Who grows to be the largest and strongest of the bulls?", "What do all of the bulls, besides Ferdinand, dream of doing?", "How many men come to the pasture to choose a bull to fight in Madrid?", "How does Ferdinand get the name \"Ferdinand the Fierce\"?", "What causes Ferdinand to run across the field, snorting and stamping?", "Who turns out to see Ferdinand the Fierce?", "What happens when Ferdinand is led into the arena?", "What happens when Ferdinand gets distracted by the flowers?", "What happens to Ferdinand after his stunt in the arena?", "What does Ferdinand avoid doing?", "What does Ferdinand like to do?", "Where does Ferdinand like to be?", "What happens to the grown-up Ferdinand? ", "Why do the men show up in the pasture?", "Why does Ferdinand run across the field?", "Why do the men select Ferdinand?", "What is Ferdinand's nickname?", "Why does Ferdinand lie down in the ring?", "Where is Ferdinand sent?" ]

[ [ "Sitting under a tree and smelling the flowers", "Smelling flowers." ], [ "Ferdinand the Fierce", "Ferdinand the Fierce." ], [ "Ferdinand sits on a bee", "He is stung by a bee." ], [ "Lay down", "Lays down." ], [ "To smell the ladies' flowers", "To smell the flowers that were in the ladies hair." ], [ "Back to the pasture", "To the pasture." ], [ "Smelling flowers", "smelling flowers" ], [ "Five", "Five." ], [ "Ferdinand", "Ferdinand." ], [ "lying under trees smelling the flowers", "Ferdinand prefers smelling the flowers." ], [ "Ferdinand", "Ferdinand." ], [ "being chosen to fight in the bull fights in Madrid", "Competing in a bull fight." ], [ "there are 5 men", "five" ], [ "the men think that Ferdinand is a mad bull", "He was mistaken for a mad bull after being stung by a bee." ], [ "He sits on a bee", "he say on a bee" ], [ "the beautiful Spanish ladies", "Ladies." ], [ "he is distracted by all of the pretty flowers in their hair", "He lies down in the ring." ], [ "he lies down in the arena and enjoys the flowers", "everyone is disappointed" ], [ "He is taken home where he continues to enjoy his flowers", "He's sent back to the pasture." ], [ "He avoids butting heads with other bulls.", "Hanging out with the other young bulls." ], [ " He likes to smell flowers?", "smell the flowers" ], [ "Under a tree.", "Under a tree in the pasture." ], [ "He grows into the largest and strongest bull.", "He is sent to Madrid to compete in a bull fight." ], [ "The men are selecting bulls for fighting.", "to choose a bull for fights" ], [ "He sat on a bee.", "A bee stings him." ], [ "They thinks he is a mad bull.", "Ferdinand is the largest and strongest." ], [ "Ferdinand the Fierce.", "Ferdinand The Fierce." ], [ "He wants to smell the scent of womens' flowers. ", "to enjoy flowers" ], [ "He is sent back to his pasture.", "Pasture." ] ]

[ [ "BARNES\n\tYou're dead, you're fucking dead Elias!", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Barnes staggers back, hurt, bleeding. Elias is on him like a \nleopard. Battering him with his fists.", "BARNES\n\tElias is dead. Join up with the platoon. Move it.", "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "Elias and Barnes go with King. Past Chris and Tex who are \nambulatory and bandaged, being helped along. As Barnes passes, \nthe men look at him, everybody quickly senses something is wrong.", "alongside the corpse of Bunny. Barnes uses an entrenching tool \nto finish him off.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tFuck you in hell ...\n\nChris shoots him. Once. Twice. Three times. Silence ...", "Barnes, given a new lease, limps angrily forward and tackles a \nwounded Enemy trying to crawl away, terrified at the sight of \nBarnes coming after him. Barnes lets out a vivid scream.", "Chris looking at him in revulsion. He knows. Barnes sees his \nlook, ignores it, all of them sitting there silent, living with \nthat final horrifying image of Elias.", "Elias swerves up in immediate foreground, his back to us, FIRING. \nAll three Figures fall.\n\nA quick glimpse of Elias, not bothering to stop, moving to his \nnext position.", "The Woman is still ranting when Barnes turns to her, quite \ncasually levels his M-16, and puts a bullet in her head. She \ngoes down as if pole-axed.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tY'all loved Elias, want to kick ass, I'se here - all", "Barnes smashes him full across the face with the broken stock of \nhis M-16. Not even conciously, for at this point, his mind has", "They get about six steps when Elias suddenly rises up from the \nbush, not ten yards in front of them, his shots ripping into \nthem, driving the surprised life from them. Elias is gone.", "Elias is on his last legs now, obviously being hit by the \nincoming fire of the NVA. He falls to his knees, still \nstretching upwards for life.", "Elias goes down into a dangerous-looking TUNNEL, on a rope with a \n.45. Barnes watching him. We sense Elias loves the danger, \nsmiling.", "Barnes is finally dead.\n\nChris looking at the corpse, numbed, no exultation in his \nexpression. Just cold satisfaction and little feeling left.", "Barnes stands over a moaning, ripped up ENEMY SOLDIER. FIRES his \nM-16 point blank into the head. The Soldier bucks and dies, \nquivering.", "Elias follows Barnes out of earshot of the others.\n\n\t\t\tELIAS\n\tMan'd be alive if he'd had a few more days to learn \n\tsomething." ], [ "BARNES\n\tYou're dead, you're fucking dead Elias!", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tY'all loved Elias, want to kick ass, I'se here - all", "BARNES\n\tElias is dead. Join up with the platoon. Move it.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Barnes staggers back, hurt, bleeding. Elias is on him like a \nleopard. Battering him with his fists.", "Chris looking at him in revulsion. He knows. Barnes sees his \nlook, ignores it, all of them sitting there silent, living with \nthat final horrifying image of Elias.", "Barnes is finally dead.\n\nChris looking at the corpse, numbed, no exultation in his \nexpression. Just cold satisfaction and little feeling left.", "He's in his blackest rage, the force of his words almost \nphysically pushing the men to move out with Crawford. Barnes \nturns now to deal with Elias.", "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "ELIAS\n\t\t(philosophically)\n\tBarnes believes in what he's doing.\n\n\t\t\tCHRIS\n\tAnd you, do you believe?", "Elias follows Barnes out of earshot of the others.\n\n\t\t\tELIAS\n\tMan'd be alive if he'd had a few more days to learn \n\tsomething.", "Elias goes down into a dangerous-looking TUNNEL, on a rope with a \n.45. Barnes watching him. We sense Elias loves the danger, \nsmiling.", "Elias and Barnes go with King. Past Chris and Tex who are \nambulatory and bandaged, being helped along. As Barnes passes, \nthe men look at him, everybody quickly senses something is wrong.", "Barnes turns his attention on the other villagers, his intentions \napparent. Everybody feels them. They're next. Barnes is", "alongside the corpse of Bunny. Barnes uses an entrenching tool \nto finish him off.", "BARNES\n\t\t(pissed)\n\tStay out of this Elias. This ain't your show.", "The same goes for Lieutenant Wolfe, for all of them. The very \noutrageousness of Barns' killing seems to quell all protest.", "Barnes' eyes tremble in the candle light, his scars ugly, a spasm \nclenching and locking his facial muscles. Then suddenly he is \ncalm again, very calm. We sense a man of enormous self-control.", "Barnes is on the verge - about to kill again.\n\nChris waiting.\n\nRhah coaxing him, moving closer.", "Elias is coming out of the jungle. Staggering, blood disfiguring \nhis face and chest, hanging on with all his dimming strength, \nlooking up at them - trying to reach them." ], [ "A tiny knot of men are ringed around Barnes who is questioning a \nsturdy-looking man who is the VILLAGE CHIEF. He has been", "Barnes, the other men looking ... Chris. Barnes says it for \neveryone, 'The motherfuckers ...'\n\nEXT. VILLAGE - TRAIL - DAY", "Barnes, moving through the jungle, reacts to the fire, resetting \nhis course. Like a hunter stalking a deer. Suddenly there's \nmore firing. Then silence -", "Barnes throws open the empty LAAW rocket casing he has just fired \noff and charges forward with a yell, cutting down another NVA in", "Barnes doesn't bother acknowledging the question, barely glancing \nat the Lieutenant, to him a necessary evil. Everybody knows", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\t\t(to Village Chief)\n\tYou lie ... You Vee Cee ... I caca ado Vee Cee!", "In another part of the village, Barnes hovers over a hole leading \ninto some kind of tunnel.\n\n\t\t\tBARNES\n\tGet out of there you fuckheads move! Move!", "EXT. NVA BUNKER - MAIN POSITION - DAY\n\nChris watches him from outside the bunker, awed.\n\nBarnes notices Chris watching him, takes a breath, stands.", "Barnes turns his attention on the other villagers, his intentions \napparent. Everybody feels them. They're next. Barnes is", "Barnes has finished correcting the fire mission, hurls the \nhandset back at Wolfe, a wild look in his eyes, studying the \nincoming fire. Makes a decision.", "Barnes suddenly grabs and drags a young 19 year-old Woman, the \nVillage Chief's daughter, across the pen, throws her down on her", "Barnes rushes up out of the forest like Achilles, towering in his \nrage, at Lieutenant Wolfe, ripping his handset from him as the \nLieutenant reads off the coordinates off his map.", "Behind him BARNES now comes, the Platoon Sergeant. Then the RTO, \nhis radio man, humming lightly. Others are behind, the column \nsnaking back deep into the brush.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tGo ahead, Lerner, ask him.\n\nA group of Villagers huddle to one side.", "Barnes moving, stops, listens. Something is running towards him. \nBut it's hidden by the bush. He brings his rifle up smooth and", "Barnes is obviously worried, although he doesn't let on.", "BARNES\n\tYeah. Back about 100 metres. He's dead, now get \n\tgoing, the gooks are all over the fuckin' place.", "shocked insome way, but do nothing against the power of Banres. \nBarnes walks over to the pig pen with the other Villagers, very \ncasually, confronts them.", "talking loudly to each other. He quickly slips back down in the \nhole, entwining himself with the approaching NVA, clinking metal.", "Barnes, checking the terrain, signals radioman Hoyt." ], [ "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "Barnes' eyes tremble in the candle light, his scars ugly, a spasm \nclenching and locking his facial muscles. Then suddenly he is \ncalm again, very calm. We sense a man of enormous self-control.", "Barnes doesn't hesitate, nails him with a short volley of well-\nplaced shots.\n\n\t\t\tBARNES\n\t\t(to Tony)\n\tCheck him out.", "Barnes is on the verge - about to kill again.\n\nChris waiting.\n\nRhah coaxing him, moving closer.", "Barnes, given a new lease, limps angrily forward and tackles a \nwounded Enemy trying to crawl away, terrified at the sight of \nBarnes coming after him. Barnes lets out a vivid scream.", "CHRIS\n\tBarnes!\n\nBarnes swivels instinctively off the corpse and for a petrifying \nmoment Chris sees:", "Barnes is finally dead.\n\nChris looking at the corpse, numbed, no exultation in his \nexpression. Just cold satisfaction and little feeling left.", "BARNES\n\tI'll get him. You get the man in, Taylor\n\t\t(indicating Crawford)\n\tNOW. Or I'll Article 15 both your asses. Move!", "alongside the corpse of Bunny. Barnes uses an entrenching tool \nto finish him off.", "Chris doesn't move. Barnes looks at him again, reading the \nintention that has crossed Chris' mind. An expression of \nsurprise crosses his face, then amazement, almost shock.", "Barnes smashes him full across the face with the broken stock of \nhis M-16. Not even conciously, for at this point, his mind has", "Tex's moans are maddening and scary. Barnes suddenly clamps his \nhand over Tex's mouth shutting him up and from way down deep in \nhis throat, chokes out the words.", "Barnes jerks the radio off Hoyt's back, knocks the man to his \nknees and unsheathes his bayonet. Ripping off the back of his", "Barnes staggers back, hurt, bleeding. Elias is on him like a \nleopard. Battering him with his fists.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tFuck you in hell ...\n\nChris shoots him. Once. Twice. Three times. Silence ...", "Barnes moving, stops, listens. Something is running towards him. \nBut it's hidden by the bush. He brings his rifle up smooth and", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Chris looking at him in revulsion. He knows. Barnes sees his \nlook, ignores it, all of them sitting there silent, living with \nthat final horrifying image of Elias.", "He chambers the .45, the Woman begging Barnes for her life, \ncradling his knees. He sticks the gun down above her skull.\n\nChris wanting to cry out, to do something - but can't!", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tWhat the hell's the matter with you Taylor! You a \n\tsorry ass motherfucker. Fall back." ], [ "Barnes, moving through the jungle, reacts to the fire, resetting \nhis course. Like a hunter stalking a deer. Suddenly there's \nmore firing. Then silence -", "Barnes stands over a moaning, ripped up ENEMY SOLDIER. FIRES his \nM-16 point blank into the head. The Soldier bucks and dies, \nquivering.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "Barnes, given a new lease, limps angrily forward and tackles a \nwounded Enemy trying to crawl away, terrified at the sight of \nBarnes coming after him. Barnes lets out a vivid scream.", "of his body is soaked in blood from a thousand shrapnel holes, \nhis clothes shredded, he stares at Barnes, dazed. Both his arms", "Barnes is still there in the wrecked bunker, squatting there \nstaring as if his mind has disconnected for a moment. He reaches", "BARNES\n\tYeah. Back about 100 metres. He's dead, now get \n\tgoing, the gooks are all over the fuckin' place.", "alongside the corpse of Bunny. Barnes uses an entrenching tool \nto finish him off.", "Barnes is finally dead.\n\nChris looking at the corpse, numbed, no exultation in his \nexpression. Just cold satisfaction and little feeling left.", "Barnes has finished correcting the fire mission, hurls the \nhandset back at Wolfe, a wild look in his eyes, studying the \nincoming fire. Makes a decision.", "Barnes smashes him full across the face with the broken stock of \nhis M-16. Not even conciously, for at this point, his mind has", "The bomb ripping Barnes off the body of Chris and spitting Chris \nacross the jungle floor - crashing into a tree some 30 yards \naway.\n\nFADE OUT", "Barnes throws open the empty LAAW rocket casing he has just fired \noff and charges forward with a yell, cutting down another NVA in", "BARNES\n\tCorpsman!\n\nHe runs over to Sal, gets a hold of his face in a vicelike grip, \nenraged, tries to yell some sense into him.", "Barnes' eyes tremble in the candle light, his scars ugly, a spasm \nclenching and locking his facial muscles. Then suddenly he is \ncalm again, very calm. We sense a man of enormous self-control.", "The Woman is still ranting when Barnes turns to her, quite \ncasually levels his M-16, and puts a bullet in her head. She \ngoes down as if pole-axed.", "Wolfe leaves him as Barnes turns into his foxhole where Bunny and \nO'Neill await him anxiously.\n\n\t\t\tO'NEILL\n\tHow'd it go.", "Barnes moving, stops, listens. Something is running towards him. \nBut it's hidden by the bush. He brings his rifle up smooth and", "Chris and Rhah get Crawford back to the church grounds, lay him \ndown. No activity around them. Chris plunges back into the \njungle where they left Barnes." ], [ "Francis grabs Chris' leg, indicating they get out of there. \nChris hesitates - a moment, a decision made now in angry passion \n- rises up and charges the NVA.", "Elias is on his last legs now, obviously being hit by the \nincoming fire of the NVA. He falls to his knees, still \nstretching upwards for life.", "In another foxhole, Francis waits, the sounds of the approaching \nAPC cutting through. He thinks about it a moment. It must be \nfast. It must be a hard cold decision. Now!", "Chris comes alongside Francis near the point, throws himself \ndown. Banging his head against his helmet as he falls. The \nincoming rounds are tearing up the front of the platoon.", "Doc has cracked up, firing at anything, indifferent to his \nsafety. One of the NVA goes down. The Doc is hit in the side,", "Francis watching this, amazed. After a moment of doubt, he too \ntears back out to join Chris in the foxhole, unbelieving, as he \njumps in with him.", "letter home with the pencil held awkwardly, mouthing the words. \nFRANCIS, a young baby-faced black with long lashes and soft eyes, \npeeks over his shoulder, shaking his head.", "Ace putting out fire, is hit. The NVA are coming over his \nsandbags. A burst of fire. Ace goes down.", "FRANCIS\n\t\t(points)\n\tBack there.\n\nThe Soldier struggling out of the foxhole.", "Rhah, alive and well, is poking around the NVA corpses with a \nlong gnarled walking stick, looking like a crazy Johnny Appleseed", "Elias crucified. The NVA coming out now by the dozens from the \ntreeline.\n\nElias crumbling to the ground. Obviously dead or dying.", "madly at the oncoming NVA. One goes down. A second is wounded, \nyelling in pain. Wolfe reloading his 16, popping up, too late.", "He pulls out his K-bar and with one last anguished hesitation, \ndrives it into his thigh muscle.\n\nFrancis yells out and collapses in his hole.", "ELIAS\n\tI did.\n\n\t\t\tLIEUTENANT WOLFE\n\tThat dink was reported to me as NVA sir by Sergeant \n\tBarnes. Sergeant Barnes.", "At his foxhole, O'Neill peeks up out of the hole. Several NVA \nare darting through the jungle 20 yards away, coming towards him,", "Reaches in and yanks him with all his strength half out of the \nhole. Francis, finally sparked, now moves out. Both of them \nbellying it into the brush behind the hole.", "The NVA stop, glance in the hole. Something is muttered. They \nrun out.\n\nO'Neill opens his eyes, breathes.", "He tears off, leaving Francis in a state of incipient panic. He \nlooks at Chris.\n\n\t\t\tFRANCIS\n\tTaylor, let's di-di man!", "his eyes uncomprehending. A muzzle is jammed into his mouth, \nbreaking his teeth with an ugly sound. Another yell from the NVA", "Runs out of the foxhole. Chris suddenly reacting to a noise out \nfront, gripping Francis and pointing to the sound." ], [ "Chris being bypassed by the column, their eyes on him. He is \nswatting at the red ants that are all over his neck.\n\nGARDNER, another new recruit, fat, hustling up to replace him.", "EXPLOSION from way out in the jungle, about a quarter of a mile. \nThen another, then small arms fire. Chris looks, knows.", "Chris catching a glimpse of him, waiting to get on the chopper, \nturning to look as:\n\nHoyt and Sgt.Warren, both wounded, are hurried aboard on litters. \nThe chopper lifting off.", "Chris, coming up, sees their heads dipping up and down on the \nother side of the anthill, knows what they're doing. He makes a \nconscious decision to do something. He runs over.", "He tears off, leaving Francis in a state of incipient panic. He \nlooks at Chris.\n\n\t\t\tFRANCIS\n\tTaylor, let's di-di man!", "Chris hears it, tightens. His POV - at fifty yards. An \nevanescence of beige and green uniforms moving towards him very \nfast, scurrying. They look like headless ghosts.", "Chris tears off a volley at him but the gook disappears in the \nhole. This is the moement, Chris realizes it, it's now or never", "Rhah eyes him back, hands him the bowl.\n\n\t\t\tRHAH\n\tYou lame Taylor?\n\n\t\t\tCHRIS\n\tWhat?", "He grins, finding their reactions funny. It's also the first \ntime we've seen Chris crack a smile.\n\n\t\t\tCRAWFORD\n\tYou volunteered for this shit man?", "Chris. The trigger. He pulls. But he can't quite bring himself \nto kill. The bullets exploding in the dirt at the edges of the \nyoung man's foot.", "The Young Man hops up and down in a reflex fear of the sounds of \nthe bullets as they thud into the dirt. Yet his eyes remain \nfixed on Chris in wonderment.", "Chris opening up with his 16. Then being blown down by a grenade \nexplosion at the edge of the foxhole. Then nothing. A pause. \nChris' ears ringing, slightly concussed.", "Crawford, the blond-locked California beach boy, lies on the \nearth, hit in a lung, having difficulty breathing, moaning in a \nsoft undercurrent. Chris runs up on him.", "Francis watching this, amazed. After a moment of doubt, he too \ntears back out to join Chris in the foxhole, unbelieving, as he \njumps in with him.", "Chris looks around. Tex seems like a mile away. Why doesn't \nanyone fire! He casts a desperate look at his rifle, at his", "CHRIS is hauled out on a litter. Morphined, his eyes watching it \nall from somewhere deep in his brain. Passing:", "TEX\n\tTaylor, you're on.\n\n\t\t\tCHRIS\n\t\t(groggy)\n\tUh hunh.", "Chris watches from a Battalion CP area, waves back - the chopper \nsound receding in the horizon, the comparative silence of the \njungle now creeping up on the perimeter. He turns and starts \nback to his foxhole.", "Chris in his position, waits. It is so silent in comparison to \nthe racket from the battle across the forest. The Mist clings to \nthe trees, moist and lovely. Then, a flicker of movement, sound.", "Chris looking at them. They pass, except for the last man who \nwalks slower than the rest, a slight limp. His eyes fall on \nChris." ], [ "Chris looking at him in revulsion. He knows. Barnes sees his \nlook, ignores it, all of them sitting there silent, living with \nthat final horrifying image of Elias.", "BARNES\n\tYou're dead, you're fucking dead Elias!", "Barnes staggers back, hurt, bleeding. Elias is on him like a \nleopard. Battering him with his fists.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tY'all loved Elias, want to kick ass, I'se here - all", "BARNES\n\tElias is dead. Join up with the platoon. Move it.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Elias and Barnes go with King. Past Chris and Tex who are \nambulatory and bandaged, being helped along. As Barnes passes, \nthe men look at him, everybody quickly senses something is wrong.", "BARNES\n\tI'll get him. You get the man in, Taylor\n\t\t(indicating Crawford)\n\tNOW. Or I'll Article 15 both your asses. Move!", "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "Barnes doesn't hesitate, nails him with a short volley of well-\nplaced shots.\n\n\t\t\tBARNES\n\t\t(to Tony)\n\tCheck him out.", "Elias goes down into a dangerous-looking TUNNEL, on a rope with a \n.45. Barnes watching him. We sense Elias loves the danger, \nsmiling.", "alongside the corpse of Bunny. Barnes uses an entrenching tool \nto finish him off.", "Elias follows Barnes out of earshot of the others.\n\n\t\t\tELIAS\n\tMan'd be alive if he'd had a few more days to learn \n\tsomething.", "Barnes doesn't bother acknowledging the question, barely glancing \nat the Lieutenant, to him a necessary evil. Everybody knows", "EXT. TRAIL - RUINS - POSITION #1 - NIGHT\n\nElias comes up to Barnes swiftly, indicating the blood trail \nleading off into the bush.", "Barnes turns his attention on the other villagers, his intentions \napparent. Everybody feels them. They're next. Barnes is", "RHAH\n\tTaylor!\n\nEXT. ELIAS AND BARNES' JUNGLE - DAY", "Barnes is finally dead.\n\nChris looking at the corpse, numbed, no exultation in his \nexpression. Just cold satisfaction and little feeling left.", "quick, waits, then as the bush parts, Elias is standing there. \nLooking at Barnes.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tY'all experts? Y'all know about killing?\n\nHe takes the bowl from Adams, smokes it." ], [ "Barnes, given a new lease, limps angrily forward and tackles a \nwounded Enemy trying to crawl away, terrified at the sight of \nBarnes coming after him. Barnes lets out a vivid scream.", "Barnes staggers back, hurt, bleeding. Elias is on him like a \nleopard. Battering him with his fists.", "But Barnes is too quick and very strong and takes the blows, \ngetting outside Chris' arm, twisting and flipping him in a \nwrestler's grip - throwing him hard onto his back on the dirt \nfloor.", "of his body is soaked in blood from a thousand shrapnel holes, \nhis clothes shredded, he stares at Barnes, dazed. Both his arms", "Barnes smashes him full across the face with the broken stock of \nhis M-16. Not even conciously, for at this point, his mind has", "Chris slams into Barnes, rushing him off his feet. Pounding his \nface, solid blows.", "Barnes jerks the radio off Hoyt's back, knocks the man to his \nknees and unsheathes his bayonet. Ripping off the back of his", "The stock of his rifle swings up fast and hard smacking Barnes \nfull in the face, breaking two teeth.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tWhat the hell's the matter with you Taylor! You a \n\tsorry ass motherfucker. Fall back.", "Suddenly he flicks his knife across Chris, leaving a mark below \nhis left eye.\n\nChris gasps. Looking up at Barnes rising off him. The boots \nalongside his face.", "The expression of the Men watching slumps, their hopes dashed.\n\nBarnes springs around on Chris, straddles him, one hand pushing \nhis face back, hits him hard. Once. Twice.", "As Barnes picks up his pace, irritated now at this reprimand from \nthe CO - coming up on Chris, who is soaked now from head to foot \nin sweat, dizzy, feeling sick, about to vomit.", "Barnes rushes up out of the forest like Achilles, towering in his \nrage, at Lieutenant Wolfe, ripping his handset from him as the \nLieutenant reads off the coordinates off his map.", "Barnes has finished correcting the fire mission, hurls the \nhandset back at Wolfe, a wild look in his eyes, studying the \nincoming fire. Makes a decision.", "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "An ENEMY fires, taking Barnes high in the left thigh. A patch of \nskin blowing off. Barnes rigidly goes down on his left knee like", "Barnes is still there in the wrecked bunker, squatting there \nstaring as if his mind has disconnected for a moment. He reaches", "BARNES\n\tCorpsman!\n\nHe runs over to Sal, gets a hold of his face in a vicelike grip, \nenraged, tries to yell some sense into him.", "Barnes doesn't hesitate, nails him with a short volley of well-\nplaced shots.\n\n\t\t\tBARNES\n\t\t(to Tony)\n\tCheck him out.", "struggling to right itself, dragging its face up from a belly-\ndown position. Streaked with dirt and blood, we see Barnes once \nagain re-emerging from the dead." ], [ "Chris comes alongside Francis near the point, throws himself \ndown. Banging his head against his helmet as he falls. The \nincoming rounds are tearing up the front of the platoon.", "Chris watches from a Battalion CP area, waves back - the chopper \nsound receding in the horizon, the comparative silence of the \njungle now creeping up on the perimeter. He turns and starts \nback to his foxhole.", "Chris opening up with his 16. Then being blown down by a grenade \nexplosion at the edge of the foxhole. Then nothing. A pause. \nChris' ears ringing, slightly concussed.", "EXPLOSION from way out in the jungle, about a quarter of a mile. \nThen another, then small arms fire. Chris looks, knows.", "CHRIS\n\t... See them go down? Like fuckin' target practice \n\tman, fuck you Charlie!! Ho Chi Minh sucks dead dick! \n\t... Crawford!\n\t\t(sees him, stunned)", "Man. They aren't stupid - nor fearful - but filled with \nresignation and despair - a despair that Chris, in disgust of \nhimself, recognizes.", "gone over the edge and the entire world is his enemy. American \nor Vietnamese, it makes no difference as he strikes Chris harder \nand harder.", "Chris being bypassed by the column, their eyes on him. He is \nswatting at the red ants that are all over his neck.\n\nGARDNER, another new recruit, fat, hustling up to replace him.", "The Chopper Captain shakes his head at Wolfe.\n\nThe Chopper dips one more time firing at the NVA, low and fierce \nover the jungle.\n\nChris looking back in horror.", "Chris swivels alert on his knees. A pause. No more enemy. \nTurns to Barnes, his back to Chris still beating at the dead \ncorpse.", "The Young Man's impassive face shines now with tears. That sad \nyoung look - as if death itself would've been a release. Chris \nturns his eyes away, an awkward sense of shame.", "Chris catching a glimpse of him, waiting to get on the chopper, \nturning to look as:\n\nHoyt and Sgt.Warren, both wounded, are hurried aboard on litters. \nThe chopper lifting off.", "The Young Man hops up and down in a reflex fear of the sounds of \nthe bullets as they thud into the dirt. Yet his eyes remain \nfixed on Chris in wonderment.", "Elias is on his last legs now, obviously being hit by the \nincoming fire of the NVA. He falls to his knees, still \nstretching upwards for life.", "Chris looks around. Tex seems like a mile away. Why doesn't \nanyone fire! He casts a desperate look at his rifle, at his", "Barnes, given a new lease, limps angrily forward and tackles a \nwounded Enemy trying to crawl away, terrified at the sight of \nBarnes coming after him. Barnes lets out a vivid scream.", "Chris sits on the foxhole watching the ambush go out, smoking a \njoint by himself, depressed. King comes in with the claymore", "Now the trees, the skyline and the chopper is moving fast over \nthe devestation. The jungle forever locked in his memory, Chris \nlooks back, copious, quiet tears flowing from his eyes.", "Chris working his way over twisted, broken stumps, branches. On \nthe back of his flak jacket he's written, 'If I die bury me \nupside down so the whole world can kiss my ass'.", "Chris' eyes flitting over Barnes as he jumps in. The chopper \nlifting off as another explosion rocks the area. The Door Gunner \nsees something, opens up." ], [ "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tWhat the hell's the matter with you Taylor! You a \n\tsorry ass motherfucker. Fall back.", "His eyes moving to Sgt.Warren lying alongside a tree - calmly \ntrying to stack his intestines back into his ruptured stomach. \nAnother RPG comes in.", "stripped of his shirt, scars all over his body, scared. He has \nhis ID papers out, trembling, showing them to Lerner who speaks \nsome pidgen Vietnamese.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Doc has cracked up, firing at anything, indifferent to his \nsafety. One of the NVA goes down. The Doc is hit in the side,", "BARNES\n\tI'll get him. You get the man in, Taylor\n\t\t(indicating Crawford)\n\tNOW. Or I'll Article 15 both your asses. Move!", "Barnes, given a new lease, limps angrily forward and tackles a \nwounded Enemy trying to crawl away, terrified at the sight of \nBarnes coming after him. Barnes lets out a vivid scream.", "The firing has ceased. A silence, punctuated by occasional \nshouts and fast moments, has enveloped once more the cemetery. \nDoc crashes through the bush, kneels over Tex, who continues to \nhowl in deep pain.", "and WARREN at the PLATOON PC where they're huddled over maps. \nWarren is a black, thin, tall, paranoid man with untrusting eyes,", "The same goes for Lieutenant Wolfe, for all of them. The very \noutrageousness of Barns' killing seems to quell all protest.", "Wolfe hesitates, frozen up. The gook unloads his AK-47, a \nmagazine worth, into Lieutenant Wolfe, who crashes down, sprawled", "Junior, huddled in the hole with him, speechless and terrified, \nlooks at him with huge eyes. The guy is nuts. An incoming \ngrenade explosion shakes the hole.", "talking loudly to each other. He quickly slips back down in the \nhole, entwining himself with the approaching NVA, clinking metal.", "Elias is on his last legs now, obviously being hit by the \nincoming fire of the NVA. He falls to his knees, still \nstretching upwards for life.", "Barnes has finished correcting the fire mission, hurls the \nhandset back at Wolfe, a wild look in his eyes, studying the \nincoming fire. Makes a decision.", "TERRIFIED SOLDIER\n\tWater! Water!\n\nChris gives him his canteen, his shoulder and neck hurting from \nthe collision. The Soldier sucks down the canteen.", "In another foxhole, Francis waits, the sounds of the approaching \nAPC cutting through. He thinks about it a moment. It must be \nfast. It must be a hard cold decision. Now!", "And as he does so, the camera from his POV comes around on a dead \ndecomposing 10-day-old GOOK - eyes starting from its sockets, \nworms and flies feasting.", "He tears off, leaving Francis in a state of incipient panic. He \nlooks at Chris.\n\n\t\t\tFRANCIS\n\tTaylor, let's di-di man!", "Chris nods. The Soldier pointing to the LZ behind him as a sign \nhe should go that way. The other Soldier already stripping the" ], [ "But the SECOND SAPPER runs right into the bunker in a kamikaze \ncharge, the light from inside momentarily revealing a bulky \nsatchel strapped on his person and the face of the astounded \nMajor.", "The ensuing explosion shakes the ground, obliterating both boys, \nbrances, smoke and dust flying out.\n\nEXT. NVA BUNKER - CHRIS POSITION - DAY", "Soldiers in the immediate area spot them.\n\n\t\t\tSOLDIER #3\n\tSAPPERS!\n\n\t\t\tSOLDIER #4\n\tTHE BUNKER!", "Sgt. Warren cautiously explores another bunker, probing a little \ntunnel in the bottom of it with a stick. Bunny, having a small \nframe, goes down into it, fearless.", "Junior, huddled in the hole with him, speechless and terrified, \nlooks at him with huge eyes. The guy is nuts. An incoming \ngrenade explosion shakes the hole.", "The bunker, dug into the ground and camouflaged with brush, is \nstaring right at him, not more than 20 feet away. Chris is a \ndead man if ...", "The soldiers depart the village. A huge EXPLOSION now rocks the \nearth and sends a spray of smoke into the blue sky as the weapons \ncache explodes in stages that sound like the end of the world.", "His eyes moving to Sgt.Warren lying alongside a tree - calmly \ntrying to stack his intestines back into his ruptured stomach. \nAnother RPG comes in.", "Chris and others now running to the corpses of Flash, Morehouse, \nand Fu Sheng lying under dirty ponchos, their boots sticking out.", "alongside the corpse of Bunny. Barnes uses an entrenching tool \nto finish him off.", "They get about six steps when Elias suddenly rises up from the \nbush, not ten yards in front of them, his shots ripping into \nthem, driving the surprised life from them. Elias is gone.", "He puts the documents back in the ammo case, lifts it. It's the \nlast thing he ever does.\n\nEXT. NVA BUNKER - SANDERSON POSITION - DAY", "wounded, struggles, is hit again, but keeps trying to fire. He's \nhit a third time - in the jugular vein. Nearby, Wolfe is firing", "Barnes is still there in the wrecked bunker, squatting there \nstaring as if his mind has disconnected for a moment. He reaches", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "CUT TO:\n\nINT. NVA BUNKER - TUNNEL POSITION - DAY", "They fall now on a heap of BODY BAGS in the back of the cart. \nTwo soldiers begin loading them onto the plane. Flies - hundreds \nof flies - buzz around them, the only cue to their contents.", "Chris and Francis look back covered with debris. They hear \nmovement.\n\nSHADOWS are swarming towards the foxhole, firing into it to \nfinish them off.", "Spec 4 Sanderson, the big handsome blond kid, is moving through \nan abandoned bunker. With him is Sal, a tough street kid with an", "The firing has ceased. A silence, punctuated by occasional \nshouts and fast moments, has enveloped once more the cemetery. \nDoc crashes through the bush, kneels over Tex, who continues to \nhowl in deep pain." ], [ "BARNES\n\tThis his daughter, right?\n\nLerner nods. Barnes pulls his .45, puts it alongside her head.", "Barnes suddenly grabs and drags a young 19 year-old Woman, the \nVillage Chief's daughter, across the pen, throws her down on her", "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "A tiny knot of men are ringed around Barnes who is questioning a \nsturdy-looking man who is the VILLAGE CHIEF. He has been", "Barnes turns his attention on the other villagers, his intentions \napparent. Everybody feels them. They're next. Barnes is", "BARNES\n\t\t(to Lerner)\n\tTell him he talks or I'm gonna waste more of 'em.", "BARNES\n\t\t(looks at him like he's stupid)\n\tI'll get him.\n\t\t(with a threatening undertone)", "Barnes is on the verge - about to kill again.\n\nChris waiting.\n\nRhah coaxing him, moving closer.", "The Woman is still ranting when Barnes turns to her, quite \ncasually levels his M-16, and puts a bullet in her head. She \ngoes down as if pole-axed.", "Barnes jerks the radio off Hoyt's back, knocks the man to his \nknees and unsheathes his bayonet. Ripping off the back of his", "Barnes has finished correcting the fire mission, hurls the \nhandset back at Wolfe, a wild look in his eyes, studying the \nincoming fire. Makes a decision.", "He chambers the .45, the Woman begging Barnes for her life, \ncradling his knees. He sticks the gun down above her skull.\n\nChris wanting to cry out, to do something - but can't!", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tFuck you in hell ...\n\nChris shoots him. Once. Twice. Three times. Silence ...", "Barnes, the other men looking ... Chris. Barnes says it for \neveryone, 'The motherfuckers ...'\n\nEXT. VILLAGE - TRAIL - DAY", "CHRIS\n\tBarnes!\n\nBarnes swivels instinctively off the corpse and for a petrifying \nmoment Chris sees:", "Tex's moans are maddening and scary. Barnes suddenly clamps his \nhand over Tex's mouth shutting him up and from way down deep in \nhis throat, chokes out the words.", "As Barnes picks up his pace, irritated now at this reprimand from \nthe CO - coming up on Chris, who is soaked now from head to foot \nin sweat, dizzy, feeling sick, about to vomit.", "BARNES\n\tYou're dead, you're fucking dead Elias!", "Barnes rushes up out of the forest like Achilles, towering in his \nrage, at Lieutenant Wolfe, ripping his handset from him as the \nLieutenant reads off the coordinates off his map.", "He's in his blackest rage, the force of his words almost \nphysically pushing the men to move out with Crawford. Barnes \nturns now to deal with Elias." ], [ "Barnes staggers back, hurt, bleeding. Elias is on him like a \nleopard. Battering him with his fists.", "Most of the men seem to be pulling for Barnes - Chris just \nwatching neutral.\n\n\t\t\tLIEUTENANT WOLFE\n\tBREAK IT UP! ELIAS! BARNES!", "But Barnes is too quick and very strong and takes the blows, \ngetting outside Chris' arm, twisting and flipping him in a \nwrestler's grip - throwing him hard onto his back on the dirt \nfloor.", "BARNES\n\t\t(pissed)\n\tStay out of this Elias. This ain't your show.", "He's in his blackest rage, the force of his words almost \nphysically pushing the men to move out with Crawford. Barnes \nturns now to deal with Elias.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tY'all loved Elias, want to kick ass, I'se here - all", "BARNES\n\tYou're dead, you're fucking dead Elias!", "quick, waits, then as the bush parts, Elias is standing there. \nLooking at Barnes.", "Elias and Barnes go with King. Past Chris and Tex who are \nambulatory and bandaged, being helped along. As Barnes passes, \nthe men look at him, everybody quickly senses something is wrong.", "Barnes smashes him full across the face with the broken stock of \nhis M-16. Not even conciously, for at this point, his mind has", "Chris slams into Barnes, rushing him off his feet. Pounding his \nface, solid blows.", "BARNES\n\tElias is dead. Join up with the platoon. Move it.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Chris looking at him in revulsion. He knows. Barnes sees his \nlook, ignores it, all of them sitting there silent, living with \nthat final horrifying image of Elias.", "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "The stock of his rifle swings up fast and hard smacking Barnes \nfull in the face, breaking two teeth.", "Barnes rushes up out of the forest like Achilles, towering in his \nrage, at Lieutenant Wolfe, ripping his handset from him as the \nLieutenant reads off the coordinates off his map.", "Concluding the debate, no further argument, Barnes rises. The \nmeeting's closed. Lt. Wolfe hasn't said a word, looking as Elias \ndeparts, without a word.", "Barnes, Elias eye each other and move off.\n\nEXT. PERIMETER #2 - DUSK\n\nWolfe walks alongside Barnes.", "Elias heads into the bush after him. Barnes watches him go.\n\nFrancis, his friend, and Tubbs and King follow." ], [ "Elias is on his last legs now, obviously being hit by the \nincoming fire of the NVA. He falls to his knees, still \nstretching upwards for life.", "Elias crucified. The NVA coming out now by the dozens from the \ntreeline.\n\nElias crumbling to the ground. Obviously dead or dying.", "ELIAS\n\tI did.\n\n\t\t\tLIEUTENANT WOLFE\n\tThat dink was reported to me as NVA sir by Sergeant \n\tBarnes. Sergeant Barnes.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Elias watches the Villagers mourn their losses. In the \nbackground, explosions, hooches popping with flames, the yells of \nthe violations of the Village winding down.", "Elias is coming out of the jungle. Staggering, blood disfiguring \nhis face and chest, hanging on with all his dimming strength, \nlooking up at them - trying to reach them.", "ELIAS\n\tFuckers returned fire soon as we lit 'em up. Hard \n\tcore fuckin' NVA. They got their shit together.", "The NVA are coming out of the jungle, closing on the spot where \nElias is.\n\nIncoming rounds are hitting the chopper. The Door Gunner \nmaniacally firing.", "ELIAS\n\tMaybe but I seen it happen at Ia Drang in '66, First \n\tCavalry and they cut us to fuckin' pieces!", "BARNES\n\tElias is dead. Join up with the platoon. Move it.", "flashlight revealing a kitchen and an NVA hospital set up. A \nhammock swings as if someone just deserted it. In another \nhammock is a dead man. Elias advances cautiously.", "Elias swerves up in immediate foreground, his back to us, FIRING. \nAll three Figures fall.\n\nA quick glimpse of Elias, not bothering to stop, moving to his \nnext position.", "his eyes uncomprehending. A muzzle is jammed into his mouth, \nbreaking his teeth with an ugly sound. Another yell from the NVA", "EXT. NVA BUNKER COMPLEX - DAY\n\nElias coming out of the tunnel, filthied.\n\nEXT. NVA BUNKER - MAIN POSITION - DAY", "They get about six steps when Elias suddenly rises up from the \nbush, not ten yards in front of them, his shots ripping into \nthem, driving the surprised life from them. Elias is gone.", "Ace putting out fire, is hit. The NVA are coming over his \nsandbags. A burst of fire. Ace goes down.", "LERNER\n\tHe says they had no choice. The NVA killed the old \n\thoncho when he said no. He says the rice is theirs.", "talking loudly to each other. He quickly slips back down in the \nhole, entwining himself with the approaching NVA, clinking metal.", "gone over the edge and the entire world is his enemy. American \nor Vietnamese, it makes no difference as he strikes Chris harder \nand harder.", "Doc has cracked up, firing at anything, indifferent to his \nsafety. One of the NVA goes down. The Doc is hit in the side," ], [ "Barnes, given a new lease, limps angrily forward and tackles a \nwounded Enemy trying to crawl away, terrified at the sight of \nBarnes coming after him. Barnes lets out a vivid scream.", "Barnes staggers back, hurt, bleeding. Elias is on him like a \nleopard. Battering him with his fists.", "Barnes jerks the radio off Hoyt's back, knocks the man to his \nknees and unsheathes his bayonet. Ripping off the back of his", "Suddenly he flicks his knife across Chris, leaving a mark below \nhis left eye.\n\nChris gasps. Looking up at Barnes rising off him. The boots \nalongside his face.", "of his body is soaked in blood from a thousand shrapnel holes, \nhis clothes shredded, he stares at Barnes, dazed. Both his arms", "Barnes' eyes tremble in the candle light, his scars ugly, a spasm \nclenching and locking his facial muscles. Then suddenly he is \ncalm again, very calm. We sense a man of enormous self-control.", "alongside the corpse of Bunny. Barnes uses an entrenching tool \nto finish him off.", "Barnes smashes him full across the face with the broken stock of \nhis M-16. Not even conciously, for at this point, his mind has", "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "But Barnes is too quick and very strong and takes the blows, \ngetting outside Chris' arm, twisting and flipping him in a \nwrestler's grip - throwing him hard onto his back on the dirt \nfloor.", "BARNES\n\tI'll get him. You get the man in, Taylor\n\t\t(indicating Crawford)\n\tNOW. Or I'll Article 15 both your asses. Move!", "As Barnes picks up his pace, irritated now at this reprimand from \nthe CO - coming up on Chris, who is soaked now from head to foot \nin sweat, dizzy, feeling sick, about to vomit.", "Barnes doesn't hesitate, nails him with a short volley of well-\nplaced shots.\n\n\t\t\tBARNES\n\t\t(to Tony)\n\tCheck him out.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tWhat the hell's the matter with you Taylor! You a \n\tsorry ass motherfucker. Fall back.", "The expression of the Men watching slumps, their hopes dashed.\n\nBarnes springs around on Chris, straddles him, one hand pushing \nhis face back, hits him hard. Once. Twice.", "Barnes rushes up out of the forest like Achilles, towering in his \nrage, at Lieutenant Wolfe, ripping his handset from him as the \nLieutenant reads off the coordinates off his map.", "Barnes is on the verge - about to kill again.\n\nChris waiting.\n\nRhah coaxing him, moving closer.", "CHRIS\n\tBarnes!\n\nBarnes swivels instinctively off the corpse and for a petrifying \nmoment Chris sees:", "Chris slams into Barnes, rushing him off his feet. Pounding his \nface, solid blows.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature." ], [ "The Woman is still ranting when Barnes turns to her, quite \ncasually levels his M-16, and puts a bullet in her head. She \ngoes down as if pole-axed.", "Elias swerves up in immediate foreground, his back to us, FIRING. \nAll three Figures fall.\n\nA quick glimpse of Elias, not bothering to stop, moving to his \nnext position.", "They get about six steps when Elias suddenly rises up from the \nbush, not ten yards in front of them, his shots ripping into \nthem, driving the surprised life from them. Elias is gone.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "But the SECOND SAPPER runs right into the bunker in a kamikaze \ncharge, the light from inside momentarily revealing a bulky \nsatchel strapped on his person and the face of the astounded \nMajor.", "Barnes throws the phosphorus in. A muted EXPLOSION. Then \nsizzling acidic fumes. Frying sounds. A hideous scream from \nsomewhere deep in the hole.", "Junior, huddled in the hole with him, speechless and terrified, \nlooks at him with huge eyes. The guy is nuts. An incoming \ngrenade explosion shakes the hole.", "wounded, struggles, is hit again, but keeps trying to fire. He's \nhit a third time - in the jugular vein. Nearby, Wolfe is firing", "Chris watches from a Battalion CP area, waves back - the chopper \nsound receding in the horizon, the comparative silence of the \njungle now creeping up on the perimeter. He turns and starts \nback to his foxhole.", "alongside the corpse of Bunny. Barnes uses an entrenching tool \nto finish him off.", "Barnes has finished correcting the fire mission, hurls the \nhandset back at Wolfe, a wild look in his eyes, studying the \nincoming fire. Makes a decision.", "Barnes, moving through the jungle, reacts to the fire, resetting \nhis course. Like a hunter stalking a deer. Suddenly there's \nmore firing. Then silence -", "Barnes smashes him full across the face with the broken stock of \nhis M-16. Not even conciously, for at this point, his mind has", "An explosion. The Shadow with the bayonet staggering blind \nwithout eyes, holding his brains with his hands.", "Barnes stands over a moaning, ripped up ENEMY SOLDIER. FIRES his \nM-16 point blank into the head. The Soldier bucks and dies, \nquivering.", "At the Battalion CP, the Major confers with Captain Harris and \ntwo other Captains. Two NVA PRISONERS are sitting on their", "His eyes moving to Sgt.Warren lying alongside a tree - calmly \ntrying to stack his intestines back into his ruptured stomach. \nAnother RPG comes in.", "INT. PERIMETER #3 - BATTALION CP - NIGHT\n\nAt the Battalion CP, the Major is inside his BUNKER, busy between \nhis radio nets.", "Hoyt, watching, is sickened. Barnes businesslike.\n\nThe Villagers, in grief, howl and tear at their faces.", "A burst of fire. One of the RUNNING FIGURES goes down. An \nExplosion engulfs him.\n\nINT. PERIMETER #3 - BATTALION CP - NIGHT" ], [ "letter home with the pencil held awkwardly, mouthing the words. \nFRANCIS, a young baby-faced black with long lashes and soft eyes, \npeeks over his shoulder, shaking his head.", "He pulls out his K-bar and with one last anguished hesitation, \ndrives it into his thigh muscle.\n\nFrancis yells out and collapses in his hole.", "Reaches in and yanks him with all his strength half out of the \nhole. Francis, finally sparked, now moves out. Both of them \nbellying it into the brush behind the hole.", "Francis watching this, amazed. After a moment of doubt, he too \ntears back out to join Chris in the foxhole, unbelieving, as he \njumps in with him.", "He tears off, leaving Francis in a state of incipient panic. He \nlooks at Chris.\n\n\t\t\tFRANCIS\n\tTaylor, let's di-di man!", "In another foxhole, Francis waits, the sounds of the approaching \nAPC cutting through. He thinks about it a moment. It must be \nfast. It must be a hard cold decision. Now!", "Chris comes alongside Francis near the point, throws himself \ndown. Banging his head against his helmet as he falls. The \nincoming rounds are tearing up the front of the platoon.", "FRANCIS\n\t\t(leaves)\n\tLet's get out of here man.\n\nBut Bunny takes up the slack, moves forward on the young man.", "CHRIS (CONT'D)\n\t\t(to Francis, a whisper)\n\tOut of the hole! Fast!", "Francis grabs Chris' leg, indicating they get out of there. \nChris hesitates - a moment, a decision made now in angry passion \n- rises up and charges the NVA.", "Francis following his progress, bug-eyed.", "FRANCIS\n\t\t(points)\n\tBack there.\n\nThe Soldier struggling out of the foxhole.", "Chris adjusting position, facing the front, anger in his voice.\n\n\t\t\tCHRIS\n\tYou go.\n\nFrancis hesitates, stays.", "FRANCIS\n\tPolitics, man, politics. We always getting fucked \n\taround here.", "FRANCIS\n\tJes' fine man, jes fine! Ain't never felt better!", "Francis, tense, is about to pop his grenade when Chris grabs him.\n\n\t\t\tCHRIS\n\tHold it!\n\t\t(loud whisper)\n\tWHO IS IT!", "FRANCIS\n\tHow you figger that?\n\n\t\t\tRHAH\n\tShit man - Human nature.\n\nFlashes the old knuckle - 'HATE'.", "FRANCIS\n\tOh shit! Dat's it, dat's it ...", "Chris, strangling in heat, a demented look on his face, staggers \ninto a hutch with Francis.\n\nINT. HUTCH - VILLAGE - DAY", "Runs out of the foxhole. Chris suddenly reacting to a noise out \nfront, gripping Francis and pointing to the sound." ], [ "Chris opening up with his 16. Then being blown down by a grenade \nexplosion at the edge of the foxhole. Then nothing. A pause. \nChris' ears ringing, slightly concussed.", "Chris is gettin woozier, feeling he is dying but starting to \ngrin, not caring about it anymore. Yet he is nowhere close to \ndying.", "Chris now starts to see things he didn't see. Right in front of \nhis nose - there is a trench from this bunker to another and", "Man. They aren't stupid - nor fearful - but filled with \nresignation and despair - a despair that Chris, in disgust of \nhimself, recognizes.", "The Young Man hops up and down in a reflex fear of the sounds of \nthe bullets as they thud into the dirt. Yet his eyes remain \nfixed on Chris in wonderment.", "The Young Man's impassive face shines now with tears. That sad \nyoung look - as if death itself would've been a release. Chris \nturns his eyes away, an awkward sense of shame.", "Chris comes alongside Francis near the point, throws himself \ndown. Banging his head against his helmet as he falls. The \nincoming rounds are tearing up the front of the platoon.", "Chris being bypassed by the column, their eyes on him. He is \nswatting at the red ants that are all over his neck.\n\nGARDNER, another new recruit, fat, hustling up to replace him.", "Chris tears off a volley at him but the gook disappears in the \nhole. This is the moement, Chris realizes it, it's now or never", "Chris looks around. Tex seems like a mile away. Why doesn't \nanyone fire! He casts a desperate look at his rifle, at his", "Chris watches from a Battalion CP area, waves back - the chopper \nsound receding in the horizon, the comparative silence of the \njungle now creeping up on the perimeter. He turns and starts \nback to his foxhole.", "Chris watches, horrified. Never in his life has he seen \nsomething so horrifying as this. And yet he does nothing. He is \npart of it.", "Chris watching, suddenly feels himself dizzy, instinctively runs \nhis hands over the back of his neck. Feels the warm blood there. \nA moan comes from his lips. Junior looks at him.", "Chris swivels alert on his knees. A pause. No more enemy. \nTurns to Barnes, his back to Chris still beating at the dead \ncorpse.", "As Barnes picks up his pace, irritated now at this reprimand from \nthe CO - coming up on Chris, who is soaked now from head to foot \nin sweat, dizzy, feeling sick, about to vomit.", "Then stunned again to see Chris suddenly rise up out of the \nfoxhole and charging forward into the jungle. He is now over the \nedge.", "Chris is turning in his sleep, perturbed, writhing. The \nwhispering is more and more urgent. Death is all around. He", "to him as he looks at Chris through decayed black teeth. Then \nthe sun flares out on him and he's past. And Chris looks back.", "Chris, coming up, sees their heads dipping up and down on the \nother side of the anthill, knows what they're doing. He makes a \nconscious decision to do something. He runs over.", "The expression of the Men watching slumps, their hopes dashed.\n\nBarnes springs around on Chris, straddles him, one hand pushing \nhis face back, hits him hard. Once. Twice." ], [ "BARNES\n\tYou're dead, you're fucking dead Elias!", "BARNES\n\tElias is dead. Join up with the platoon. Move it.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Chris looking at him in revulsion. He knows. Barnes sees his \nlook, ignores it, all of them sitting there silent, living with \nthat final horrifying image of Elias.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tY'all loved Elias, want to kick ass, I'se here - all", "Barnes staggers back, hurt, bleeding. Elias is on him like a \nleopard. Battering him with his fists.", "Elias follows Barnes out of earshot of the others.\n\n\t\t\tELIAS\n\tMan'd be alive if he'd had a few more days to learn \n\tsomething.", "Elias and Barnes go with King. Past Chris and Tex who are \nambulatory and bandaged, being helped along. As Barnes passes, \nthe men look at him, everybody quickly senses something is wrong.", "Concluding the debate, no further argument, Barnes rises. The \nmeeting's closed. Lt. Wolfe hasn't said a word, looking as Elias \ndeparts, without a word.", "ELIAS\n\t\t(philosophically)\n\tBarnes believes in what he's doing.\n\n\t\t\tCHRIS\n\tAnd you, do you believe?", "Elias is coming out of the jungle. Staggering, blood disfiguring \nhis face and chest, hanging on with all his dimming strength, \nlooking up at them - trying to reach them.", "Elias goes down into a dangerous-looking TUNNEL, on a rope with a \n.45. Barnes watching him. We sense Elias loves the danger, \nsmiling.", "Barnes is finally dead.\n\nChris looking at the corpse, numbed, no exultation in his \nexpression. Just cold satisfaction and little feeling left.", "BARNES\n\tWhere's Elias?\n\n\t\t\tRHAH\n\t... came through right over there. We got three of \n\tthem, we ...", "ELIAS\n\tBlood trail just keeps going and going but no body.\n\n\t\t\tBARNES\n\tHow the hell did he get away?", "Barnes' eyes tremble in the candle light, his scars ugly, a spasm \nclenching and locking his facial muscles. Then suddenly he is \ncalm again, very calm. We sense a man of enormous self-control.", "CHRIS\n\tNot just me ... it's the way the whole thing works. \n\tPeople like Elias get wasted and people like Barnes", "Elias swerves up in immediate foreground, his back to us, FIRING. \nAll three Figures fall.\n\nA quick glimpse of Elias, not bothering to stop, moving to his \nnext position.", "quick, waits, then as the bush parts, Elias is standing there. \nLooking at Barnes.", "They get about six steps when Elias suddenly rises up from the \nbush, not ten yards in front of them, his shots ripping into \nthem, driving the surprised life from them. Elias is gone." ], [ "At the Platoon CP, Barnes stands, legs akimbo, watching the \njungle, anticipating the coming fight as overhead we now hear the", "They get about six steps when Elias suddenly rises up from the \nbush, not ten yards in front of them, his shots ripping into \nthem, driving the surprised life from them. Elias is gone.", "All this is watched from a distance by Ace and Doc and Lt.Wolfe \nat the Platoon CP. Ace and Doc are digging the foxhole, the ace", "Behind him BARNES now comes, the Platoon Sergeant. Then the RTO, \nhis radio man, humming lightly. Others are behind, the column \nsnaking back deep into the brush.", "The Platoon moves along a shallow STREAM bordering the jungle. A \nthick RAIN falls amid cracks of distant thunder. Chris, Rhah,", "His eyes moving to Sgt.Warren lying alongside a tree - calmly \ntrying to stack his intestines back into his ruptured stomach. \nAnother RPG comes in.", "EXT. JUNGLE - DAY\n\nThe Platoon moving downslope in the Jungle, their faces grim, \nquiet, deadly. King is on point.", "As he speaks, we cut around to various shots of the platoon \nmembers on the perimeter - shaving, eating, cooking, playing, etc \n...\n\nEXT. PLATOON PC - NIGHT", "Elias is on his last legs now, obviously being hit by the \nincoming fire of the NVA. He falls to his knees, still \nstretching upwards for life.", "Elias crucified. The NVA coming out now by the dozens from the \ntreeline.\n\nElias crumbling to the ground. Obviously dead or dying.", "EXPLOSION from way out in the jungle, about a quarter of a mile. \nThen another, then small arms fire. Chris looks, knows.", "Chris watches from a Battalion CP area, waves back - the chopper \nsound receding in the horizon, the comparative silence of the \njungle now creeping up on the perimeter. He turns and starts \nback to his foxhole.", "Elias is coming out of the jungle. Staggering, blood disfiguring \nhis face and chest, hanging on with all his dimming strength, \nlooking up at them - trying to reach them.", "Lerner moves away from the clearing, working up a slight incline \nwhen the MACHINE GUN FIRE erupts out of the jungle, spinning him \n- throwing him into the dirt like discarded garbage.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "At the Platoon CP, small arms fire is all over the place, the NVA \nclosing the ring. Ace, in the foxhole, yells to Wolfe.", "Now the trees, the skyline and the chopper is moving fast over \nthe devestation. The jungle forever locked in his memory, Chris \nlooks back, copious, quiet tears flowing from his eyes.", "At his foxhole, O'Neill peeks up out of the hole. Several NVA \nare darting through the jungle 20 yards away, coming towards him,", "King points out a treehouse, then looks down as Lerner whispers \nsomething and points - NVA rucksacks are laid out on the ground \nin an orderly platoon-sized pattern.", "Chris and O'Neill come up, watch. Others coming from different \nplaces - sensing the narrowing drama. But half the platoon is" ], [ "Chris looking at him in revulsion. He knows. Barnes sees his \nlook, ignores it, all of them sitting there silent, living with \nthat final horrifying image of Elias.", "BARNES\n\tYou're dead, you're fucking dead Elias!", "BARNES\n\tElias is dead. Join up with the platoon. Move it.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Barnes, given a new lease, limps angrily forward and tackles a \nwounded Enemy trying to crawl away, terrified at the sight of \nBarnes coming after him. Barnes lets out a vivid scream.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tY'all loved Elias, want to kick ass, I'se here - all", "Barnes doesn't bother acknowledging the question, barely glancing \nat the Lieutenant, to him a necessary evil. Everybody knows", "Barnes staggers back, hurt, bleeding. Elias is on him like a \nleopard. Battering him with his fists.", "Elias and Barnes go with King. Past Chris and Tex who are \nambulatory and bandaged, being helped along. As Barnes passes, \nthe men look at him, everybody quickly senses something is wrong.", "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "of his body is soaked in blood from a thousand shrapnel holes, \nhis clothes shredded, he stares at Barnes, dazed. Both his arms", "CHRIS\n\tBarnes!\n\nBarnes swivels instinctively off the corpse and for a petrifying \nmoment Chris sees:", "Elias follows Barnes out of earshot of the others.\n\n\t\t\tELIAS\n\tMan'd be alive if he'd had a few more days to learn \n\tsomething.", "Chris swivels alert on his knees. A pause. No more enemy. \nTurns to Barnes, his back to Chris still beating at the dead \ncorpse.", "Barnes rushes up out of the forest like Achilles, towering in his \nrage, at Lieutenant Wolfe, ripping his handset from him as the \nLieutenant reads off the coordinates off his map.", "alongside the corpse of Bunny. Barnes uses an entrenching tool \nto finish him off.", "Barnes, moving through the jungle, reacts to the fire, resetting \nhis course. Like a hunter stalking a deer. Suddenly there's \nmore firing. Then silence -", "Barnes has finished correcting the fire mission, hurls the \nhandset back at Wolfe, a wild look in his eyes, studying the \nincoming fire. Makes a decision.", "Barnes is finally dead.\n\nChris looking at the corpse, numbed, no exultation in his \nexpression. Just cold satisfaction and little feeling left.", "Elias goes down into a dangerous-looking TUNNEL, on a rope with a \n.45. Barnes watching him. We sense Elias loves the danger, \nsmiling." ], [ "The soldiers depart the village. A huge EXPLOSION now rocks the \nearth and sends a spray of smoke into the blue sky as the weapons \ncache explodes in stages that sound like the end of the world.", "Fu Sheng yelling 'FIRE IN THE HOLE!' throws white phosphorus into \nthe rice stores.\n\nEXT. VILLAGE - WEAPONS CACHE - DAY", "Barnes and Huffmeister, a big German kid from Texas, are laying \nthe cord to blow the weapons cache.\n\nEXT. SMALL VILLAGE - WELL - DAY", "A tiny knot of men are ringed around Barnes who is questioning a \nsturdy-looking man who is the VILLAGE CHIEF. He has been", "Chris nods. The Soldier pointing to the LZ behind him as a sign \nhe should go that way. The other Soldier already stripping the", "Elias watches the Villagers mourn their losses. In the \nbackground, explosions, hooches popping with flames, the yells of \nthe violations of the Village winding down.", "Behind him BARNES now comes, the Platoon Sergeant. Then the RTO, \nhis radio man, humming lightly. Others are behind, the column \nsnaking back deep into the brush.", "Lerner translating. The Village Chief's WIFE is now on the \nscene, a middle-aged woman with angry features, yelling at Lerner", "On the other flank, Chris, also alone, waits, listening to the \nsounds of the jungle. He too is smoking a cigarette. The", "In another part of the village, Barnes hovers over a hole leading \ninto some kind of tunnel.\n\n\t\t\tBARNES\n\tGet out of there you fuckheads move! Move!", "Barnes, the other men looking ... Chris. Barnes says it for \neveryone, 'The motherfuckers ...'\n\nEXT. VILLAGE - TRAIL - DAY", "CHRIS (V.O.)\n\tWe had to get to the village before dark so we left \n\tElias with some men to keep looking and to wait for", "Francis doesn't recognize him in his rage. Bunny now coming in, \nfollowed by O'Neill, drawn by the shouting.\n\nEXT. VILLAGE - WEAPONS CACHE - DAY", "Fires a warning shot. Three VILLAGERS climbing out of the spider \nhole, arms raised, but not showing any emotion. Barnes turning \nto his radioman Hoyt and Big Harold accompanying.", "CHRIS (V.O.)\n\t... the village, which had stood for maybe a thousand \n\tyears, didn't know we were coming that day. If they", "EXPLOSION from way out in the jungle, about a quarter of a mile. \nThen another, then small arms fire. Chris looks, knows.", "But the SECOND SAPPER runs right into the bunker in a kamikaze \ncharge, the light from inside momentarily revealing a bulky \nsatchel strapped on his person and the face of the astounded \nMajor.", "Junior, huddled in the hole with him, speechless and terrified, \nlooks at him with huge eyes. The guy is nuts. An incoming \ngrenade explosion shakes the hole.", "The pig grunts. Bunny leveling his shotgun, fires point blank. \nA horrible squeal.\n\nChris, directly behind him, looks disgusted.\n\nEXT. VILLAGE - DAY", "talking loudly to each other. He quickly slips back down in the \nhole, entwining himself with the approaching NVA, clinking metal." ], [ "Spec 4 Sanderson, the big handsome blond kid, is moving through \nan abandoned bunker. With him is Sal, a tough street kid with an", "Barnes runs up. Black smoke sweeping through the trees. Sal \nsuddenly appears, stepping out of the smoke, stunned. The front", "alongside the corpse of Bunny. Barnes uses an entrenching tool \nto finish him off.", "Sal and Manny - they're laughing at us! Their family \n\tis out there in the fucking bush blowing us away and \n\tthey're laughing at us!", "The Woman is still ranting when Barnes turns to her, quite \ncasually levels his M-16, and puts a bullet in her head. She \ngoes down as if pole-axed.", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\t\t(directly to Sal)\n\tGoddamit! Are you fucking kids ever gonna learn! \n\tDon't you understand how easy it is to die!", "They get about six steps when Elias suddenly rises up from the \nbush, not ten yards in front of them, his shots ripping into \nthem, driving the surprised life from them. Elias is gone.", "He puts the documents back in the ammo case, lifts it. It's the \nlast thing he ever does.\n\nEXT. NVA BUNKER - SANDERSON POSITION - DAY", "BUNNY (CONT'D)\n\tThat's for Sandy! And this is for Sal! And this is \n\tfor fucking Manny! This is for me!", "The ponchos are blown away in a burst of wind off the chopper \nblades, revealing their faces - dirt stuffing their eyes and \nmouths, waxen figures.", "The ensuing explosion shakes the ground, obliterating both boys, \nbrances, smoke and dust flying out.\n\nEXT. NVA BUNKER - CHRIS POSITION - DAY", "They throw the bodies on. Tubbs and Crawford, both wounded, now \nmove past Chris, into the chopper. Chris running back, with King \ncarrying a litter - their eyes falling on:", "Elias swerves up in immediate foreground, his back to us, FIRING. \nAll three Figures fall.\n\nA quick glimpse of Elias, not bothering to stop, moving to his \nnext position.", "BARNES\n\tCorpsman!\n\nHe runs over to Sal, gets a hold of his face in a vicelike grip, \nenraged, tries to yell some sense into him.", "wounded, struggles, is hit again, but keeps trying to fire. He's \nhit a third time - in the jugular vein. Nearby, Wolfe is firing", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Elias and Barnes go with King. Past Chris and Tex who are \nambulatory and bandaged, being helped along. As Barnes passes, \nthe men look at him, everybody quickly senses something is wrong.", "Barnes smashes him full across the face with the broken stock of \nhis M-16. Not even conciously, for at this point, his mind has", "The bomb ripping Barnes off the body of Chris and spitting Chris \nacross the jungle floor - crashing into a tree some 30 yards \naway.\n\nFADE OUT", "Hoyt, watching, is sickened. Barnes businesslike.\n\nThe Villagers, in grief, howl and tear at their faces." ], [ "Barnes, given a new lease, limps angrily forward and tackles a \nwounded Enemy trying to crawl away, terrified at the sight of \nBarnes coming after him. Barnes lets out a vivid scream.", "Barnes staggers back, hurt, bleeding. Elias is on him like a \nleopard. Battering him with his fists.", "Barnes jerks the radio off Hoyt's back, knocks the man to his \nknees and unsheathes his bayonet. Ripping off the back of his", "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "Barnes' eyes tremble in the candle light, his scars ugly, a spasm \nclenching and locking his facial muscles. Then suddenly he is \ncalm again, very calm. We sense a man of enormous self-control.", "Barnes doesn't hesitate, nails him with a short volley of well-\nplaced shots.\n\n\t\t\tBARNES\n\t\t(to Tony)\n\tCheck him out.", "of his body is soaked in blood from a thousand shrapnel holes, \nhis clothes shredded, he stares at Barnes, dazed. Both his arms", "Suddenly he flicks his knife across Chris, leaving a mark below \nhis left eye.\n\nChris gasps. Looking up at Barnes rising off him. The boots \nalongside his face.", "Barnes smashes him full across the face with the broken stock of \nhis M-16. Not even conciously, for at this point, his mind has", "alongside the corpse of Bunny. Barnes uses an entrenching tool \nto finish him off.", "Barnes is on the verge - about to kill again.\n\nChris waiting.\n\nRhah coaxing him, moving closer.", "As Barnes picks up his pace, irritated now at this reprimand from \nthe CO - coming up on Chris, who is soaked now from head to foot \nin sweat, dizzy, feeling sick, about to vomit.", "The expression of the Men watching slumps, their hopes dashed.\n\nBarnes springs around on Chris, straddles him, one hand pushing \nhis face back, hits him hard. Once. Twice.", "Barnes suddenly grabs and drags a young 19 year-old Woman, the \nVillage Chief's daughter, across the pen, throws her down on her", "Barnes turns his attention on the other villagers, his intentions \napparent. Everybody feels them. They're next. Barnes is", "BARNES\n\tWhat are you waiting for? He ain't gonna bite you. \n\tMove out.\n\nChris looks at him with pent-up hatred and crashes on.", "But Barnes is too quick and very strong and takes the blows, \ngetting outside Chris' arm, twisting and flipping him in a \nwrestler's grip - throwing him hard onto his back on the dirt \nfloor.", "Barnes rushes up out of the forest like Achilles, towering in his \nrage, at Lieutenant Wolfe, ripping his handset from him as the \nLieutenant reads off the coordinates off his map.", "CHRIS\n\tBarnes!\n\nBarnes swivels instinctively off the corpse and for a petrifying \nmoment Chris sees:", "BARNES\n\tI'll get him. You get the man in, Taylor\n\t\t(indicating Crawford)\n\tNOW. Or I'll Article 15 both your asses. Move!" ], [ "Barnes, given a new lease, limps angrily forward and tackles a \nwounded Enemy trying to crawl away, terrified at the sight of \nBarnes coming after him. Barnes lets out a vivid scream.", "of his body is soaked in blood from a thousand shrapnel holes, \nhis clothes shredded, he stares at Barnes, dazed. Both his arms", "Barnes sees him, starts to lower his rifle, but then stops. He \nraises it back an inch, sights it. Pause. A cold searing look \nof hatred coming over his face.", "Barnes has finished correcting the fire mission, hurls the \nhandset back at Wolfe, a wild look in his eyes, studying the \nincoming fire. Makes a decision.", "BARNES\n\tI'll get him. You get the man in, Taylor\n\t\t(indicating Crawford)\n\tNOW. Or I'll Article 15 both your asses. Move!", "BARNES (CONT'D)\n\tWhat the hell's the matter with you Taylor! You a \n\tsorry ass motherfucker. Fall back.", "Barnes is still there in the wrecked bunker, squatting there \nstaring as if his mind has disconnected for a moment. He reaches", "BARNES\n\tDidn't you hear the arty shift? We're pulling back. \n\tGet your wounded man and get the fuck back to the \n\tchurch. Get going.", "Barnes doesn't hesitate, nails him with a short volley of well-\nplaced shots.\n\n\t\t\tBARNES\n\t\t(to Tony)\n\tCheck him out.", "Barnes rushes up out of the forest like Achilles, towering in his \nrage, at Lieutenant Wolfe, ripping his handset from him as the \nLieutenant reads off the coordinates off his map.", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "Barnes jerks the radio off Hoyt's back, knocks the man to his \nknees and unsheathes his bayonet. Ripping off the back of his", "Barnes staggers back, hurt, bleeding. Elias is on him like a \nleopard. Battering him with his fists.", "BARNES\n\tYeah. Back about 100 metres. He's dead, now get \n\tgoing, the gooks are all over the fuckin' place.", "Barnes' eyes tremble in the candle light, his scars ugly, a spasm \nclenching and locking his facial muscles. Then suddenly he is \ncalm again, very calm. We sense a man of enormous self-control.", "CHRIS\n\tBarnes!\n\nBarnes swivels instinctively off the corpse and for a petrifying \nmoment Chris sees:", "Barnes stands over a moaning, ripped up ENEMY SOLDIER. FIRES his \nM-16 point blank into the head. The Soldier bucks and dies, \nquivering.", "Barnes, moving through the jungle, reacts to the fire, resetting \nhis course. Like a hunter stalking a deer. Suddenly there's \nmore firing. Then silence -", "BARNES\n\tCorpsman!\n\nHe runs over to Sal, gets a hold of his face in a vicelike grip, \nenraged, tries to yell some sense into him.", "As Barnes picks up his pace, irritated now at this reprimand from \nthe CO - coming up on Chris, who is soaked now from head to foot \nin sweat, dizzy, feeling sick, about to vomit." ], [ "A tiny knot of men are ringed around Barnes who is questioning a \nsturdy-looking man who is the VILLAGE CHIEF. He has been", "At the Company,l Elias, Captain Harris, Barnes, Lt.Wolfe are \nhuddled. Close on Harris, looking from face to face, assuming a \njudicial attitude.", "Barnes turns his attention on the other villagers, his intentions \napparent. Everybody feels them. They're next. Barnes is", "Fires a warning shot. Three VILLAGERS climbing out of the spider \nhole, arms raised, but not showing any emotion. Barnes turning \nto his radioman Hoyt and Big Harold accompanying.", "The Village Chief is a broken-looking man, huddled over his \nwife's body.\n\nElias stands there, frustrated.\n\nChris glances at him, moves out.", "CAPTAIN HARRIS\n\t... and you Lieutenant?\n\n\t\t\tLIEUTENANT WOLFE\n\tI didn't see anything sir.", "CHRIS (V.O.)\n\t... the village, which had stood for maybe a thousand \n\tyears, didn't know we were coming that day. If they", "CHRIS (V.O.)\n\tWe had to get to the village before dark so we left \n\tElias with some men to keep looking and to wait for", "Elias watches the Villagers mourn their losses. In the \nbackground, explosions, hooches popping with flames, the yells of \nthe violations of the Village winding down.", "CAPTAIN HARRIS is running down a field map with his THREE \nLIEUTENANTS. Harris, a broad-shouldered fine-looking military", "EXT. PERIMETER #3 - COMPANY CP - DUSK\n\nAt the Company CP, Captain Harris is talking urgently into the \nradio.", "The pig grunts. Bunny leveling his shotgun, fires point blank. \nA horrible squeal.\n\nChris, directly behind him, looks disgusted.\n\nEXT. VILLAGE - DAY", "Hoyt, watching, is sickened. Barnes businesslike.\n\nThe Villagers, in grief, howl and tear at their faces.", "They meditatively look out at the Village - burning hutches \nsending up spirals of smoke. Shouts. Shots. Chaos.", "Barnes, the other men looking ... Chris. Barnes says it for \neveryone, 'The motherfuckers ...'\n\nEXT. VILLAGE - TRAIL - DAY", "Barnes fires. Once, twice, three times - the blast rocking the \njungle.\n\nElias jerking backwards into the bush, mortally wounded. Bird \ncries. A crime against nature.", "In another part of the village, Barnes hovers over a hole leading \ninto some kind of tunnel.\n\n\t\t\tBARNES\n\tGet out of there you fuckheads move! Move!", "The soldiers depart the village. A huge EXPLOSION now rocks the \nearth and sends a spray of smoke into the blue sky as the weapons \ncache explodes in stages that sound like the end of the world.", "CAPTAIN HARRIS doesn't respond; at this point he doesn't give a \nshit, standing apart from the radios looking numbly at the \nremnants of his boys filtering by on litters.", "The same goes for Lieutenant Wolfe, for all of them. The very \noutrageousness of Barns' killing seems to quell all protest." ], [ "Now the trees, the skyline and the chopper is moving fast over \nthe devestation. The jungle forever locked in his memory, Chris \nlooks back, copious, quiet tears flowing from his eyes.", "His eyes now follow the MEDIVAC CHOPPER upwards, whatever is left \nof his shrunken soul yearning to go with it.\n\nEXT/INT: PERIMETER #3 LZ CHOPPER - DAY", "Elias watches the Villagers mourn their losses. In the \nbackground, explosions, hooches popping with flames, the yells of \nthe violations of the Village winding down.", "Chris' eyes flitting over Barnes as he jumps in. The chopper \nlifting off as another explosion rocks the area. The Door Gunner \nsees something, opens up.", "The chopper - with its huge red cross painted on - now rising to \nmeet God. Smashed on morphine, Chris looking out at the waving \nants below.", "Elias is on his last legs now, obviously being hit by the \nincoming fire of the NVA. He falls to his knees, still \nstretching upwards for life.", "Chris catching a glimpse of him, waiting to get on the chopper, \nturning to look as:\n\nHoyt and Sgt.Warren, both wounded, are hurried aboard on litters. \nThe chopper lifting off.", "The Chopper Captain shakes his head at Wolfe.\n\nThe Chopper dips one more time firing at the NVA, low and fierce \nover the jungle.\n\nChris looking back in horror.", "As the Chopper rises off the battlefield, Chris, who is sitting \nat the edge so that he has a full view out the open door, waves \nback at Rhah.\n\nEXT. PERIMETER #3 - DAY", "The Young Man's impassive face shines now with tears. That sad \nyoung look - as if death itself would've been a release. Chris \nturns his eyes away, an awkward sense of shame.", "Hoyt, watching, is sickened. Barnes businesslike.\n\nThe Villagers, in grief, howl and tear at their faces.", "Chris watches from a Battalion CP area, waves back - the chopper \nsound receding in the horizon, the comparative silence of the \njungle now creeping up on the perimeter. He turns and starts \nback to his foxhole.", "They throw the bodies on. Tubbs and Crawford, both wounded, now \nmove past Chris, into the chopper. Chris running back, with King \ncarrying a litter - their eyes falling on:", "Chris shakes Wolfe, his words drowned out by the roar.\n\nThe Chopper Captain looking down, dips. His co-pilot pointing.", "The ponchos are blown away in a burst of wind off the chopper \nblades, revealing their faces - dirt stuffing their eyes and \nmouths, waxen figures.", "The Third Chopper is down now, waiting, roaring blades \nsilhouetting off the face of the cathedral. A ROCKET BLAST", "Chris wanders through this wreckage in the sun, like a dazed \nvisitor from another planet, not believing it. He sees \nsomething, goes towards it - knows what it is.", "Big Harold, cursing, looks chalky but hog happy as he manages a \nglance down at the jungle. His right leg is gone. Tears are \nrolling out of his eyes.", "His eyes moving to Sgt.Warren lying alongside a tree - calmly \ntrying to stack his intestines back into his ruptured stomach. \nAnother RPG comes in.", "They fall now on a heap of BODY BAGS in the back of the cart. \nTwo soldiers begin loading them onto the plane. Flies - hundreds \nof flies - buzz around them, the only cue to their contents." ] ]

[ "Who actually causes Elias's death after Barnes shoots him?", "Why does Barnes want Elias dead?", "How is Barnes able to communicate with the NVA village chief?", "When Barnes is about to kill Taylor, what stops him?", "Does Barnes survive the Vietnam war, and if not, how does he die?", "Why will Francis get to go home even though he was not wounded by the NVA?", "Is Chris Taylor drafted into the war, and if not, how is he called to duty?", "Hoe does Taylor know that Barnes is behind the killing of Elias?", "When Taylor assaults Barnes at the base, who comes away injured and how?", "What causes Chris Taylor's enthusiasm for war to decline?", "What infraction does a veteran soldier implicate Taylor of?", "Which solders are killed by a booby trap in a bunker?", "What does Barnes threaten as he holds the chief's daughter at gunpoint?", "Who breaks up the fight between Elias and Barnes?", "Who was instrumental in Elias being killed by North Vietnamese Soldiers?", "Where is Taylor cut by the intoxicated Barnes?", "How are the people inside the battalion headquarters killed?", "How does Francis ensure that he will be sent home?", "Why does Chris's enthusiasm for the war start to decline? ", "What does Barnes say happened to Elias? ", "Who do the platoon watch getting killed as he emerged from the trees?", "How does Taylor realize that Barnes lied about Elias being killed by the enemy?", "Which soldier is used as a translator in the village where the weapons are discovered?", "How are Sal and Sandy killed?", "Why does Barnes attack Taylor with a dagger?", "What does Barnes order Taylor to do when Taylor finds him wounded? ", "What does Captain Harris threaten to do if he finds any evidence of an unlawful killing at the village?", "What does Taylor see from the helicopter than makes him weep? " ]

[ [ "a group of NVA soldiers", "A group of North Vietnamese soldiers" ], [ "because Barnes thinks that Elias will testify that he was behind an illegal killing and cause him to be counrt-martialed", "he is worried he will testify against him" ], [ "he uses a translator, Lerner", "Lerner translates" ], [ "both men are knocked unconscious by an air strike", "He is knocked unconscious. " ], [ "He does not survive, Taylor shoots him", "NO, HE DOES NOT SURVIVE. TAYLOR SHOOTS HIM" ], [ "he stabbed himself in the leg so that it looked like he was wounded during the battle", "He stabs himself in the leg." ], [ "he is not draftet, he drops out of college and enlists for duty in Vietnam", "He volunteers and enlists." ], [ "as they are being airlifted away from the battle, Taylor notes Barnes's anxiety after seeing Elias emerge from the treeline alive but wounded", "HE SEES BARNES IS ANXIOUS" ], [ "Barnes cuts Taylor near the eye with a push dagger", "Taylor" ], [ "The difficult environment", "THE DIFFICULT ENVIRONMENT" ], [ "Falling asleep on watch", "FALLING ASLEEP DURING WATCH" ], [ "Sal and Sandy", "Sal and Sandy" ], [ "To kill her if the villagers do not reveal what they know about the NVA.", "He threatens to kill the chief's daughter if they don't reveal what they know (about the NVA's plans)." ], [ "Lt. Wolfe", "Lieutenant Wolfe" ], [ "Barnes", "Barnes" ], [ "Near his eye", "near his eye" ], [ "By a suicide bomber", "They are killed by a NVA suicide bomber." ], [ "Stabs himself in the leg", "stabs himself in the leg" ], [ "Because of the difficult environment.", "The environment is difficult and wears down his spirit." ], [ "That he was killed by the enemy.", "He was killed by the enemy." ], [ "Elias", "Elias" ], [ "Because he saw Elias alive but wounded after Barnes had said he was killed.", "They see him still alive from the helicopter and Barnes is nervous about it" ], [ "Lerner", "Lerner" ], [ "By a booby trap in a bunker.", "a booby trap in a bunker" ], [ "Because he overhears Taylor telling the others that Barnes was responsible for Elias' death.", "Barnes believes Taylor is responsible for Elias death" ], [ "Call a medic.", "Pull the trigger (shoot Barnes)." ], [ "Order a court-martial.", "Order a court-martial." ], [ "Craters full of corpses.", "MULTIPLE CRATERS FULL OF CORPSES" ] ]

[ [ "The Mario brothers cackle out. Hawk tries to flail out\n of his chair. Alfred turns to him and flicks up his arm.", "HAWK\n If the Mario brothers weren't\n Jersey's third largest family,\n I'd say kiss my ass. But\n considering your status, I'll\n say slurp my butt.", "Hawk glows his first smile, the door opens to reveal two\n Mafioso brothers, CESAR and ANTONY MARIO, the latter\n sitting upon the hood of a tinted window Lincoln", "Hawk's eyes focus. The Mario Brothers hover over him.", "ALEX\n So Mr. Coffee, what went down\n outside the prison?\n\n HAWK\n Oh, not much. Mario Brothers want\n me to do a job.", "ALFRED\n Indeed I am, Mr. Mario. I'm\n really racking up those frequent\n flyer points...", "Kit Kat grins and reloads as Alfred, the butler, regally\n creeps behind him.\n\n HAWK", "GATES\n So when's that Sebastian-Cabot-\n Buckingham-Palace-looking-\n Butlerhead getting here?\n\n ALFRED\n Any minute now, dear Mr. Gates.", "Hawk's spinning view and the music on the soundtrack slam\n to a halt as he zeroes in on the sight of Scary Butler\n Alfred elegantly reaching the top of the staircase.", "A malevolently snobbish British Butler, ALFRED, enters in\n distaste. He makes a stressful glance to three VANITY", "Suddenly a light is turned on in the corner, revealing a\n seated Cesar and Antony Mario, the latter taking a painful\n Gatesirita sip.\n\n CESAR\n Good job, not pretty, but good.", "Kit Kat in drag spookily moves inches away from Anna.\n\n ANNA\n Cat got his tongue?\n\n KAPLAN\n Actually he never told us what it\n was.", "Mafia, and butlers forcing me to\n bust my ass to steal something,\n which it turns out I really didn't\n steal--it's fucked up.", "Hawk angrily bursts from the door and is painfully\n CLOTHESLINED by agent Butterfinger, who is dressed as\n a mailman.", "Beneath the wacky portrait, Darwin circles the board-\n member filled conference table as Minerva smooches Bunny.\n Everyone watches Alfred place a bar of Gold and of Lead", "Antony opens the back door of the Lincoln and says\n \"Baseball.\" He is handed a baseball bat. Hawk backs\n up as Antony moves threateningly toward him.", "A sparse circle of light houses a chair and a pacing\n Kaplan.\n\n Snickers and Butterfinger flop Hawk onto the lit chair.", "HAWK\n The Butler did it. Guy was a cross\n between Alistair Cook and a Cuisinart.", "The servants move away from the tablecloth and the\n table, revealing that it is shaped like an M. A GROUP", "Blown away, Hawk tries to wiggle his way out of the\n recliner. Alfred pats some stain remover on the blood\n on his shirt." ], [ "some lira into research... Shazam,\n we come across a diary by one of\n Da Vinci's apprentices detailing\n La Machine de Oro, the gold machine", "MACHINE\n\n Minerva turns toward the machine in anger and confusion.\n\n The center of the machine blows. The pool of molten gold\n rockets at the viewer.", "ANNA (V.O.)\n But it is his gift as an inventor\n who drew together science and art\n that is most incredible.", "Alfred grandly opens double-doors to reveal that Da\n Vinci's gold machine has been majestically re-created", "Minerva tumbles from the machine, screaming, that is to\n say, trying to scream, because molten gold covers her", "The lights in the room come on to the sound of holy Da\n Vinci theme, revealing an almost perfect refurbishing of\n the exact same workshop Da Vinci toiled in in the\n opening.", "Machine. Mirrors attached to parts of it reflect beams\n of light which cut through the smoke like a Renaissance\n laser show.", "of Da Vinci's crystal and his\n instructions for the gold machine--\n Aie-yi--Do we got anything? What of", "The tongs enter the frame.\n\n Da Vinci brings the object closer to his face. A murmur\n goes up from the awestruck apprentices as the Master\n peers at the smoking yellow bar.", "machine. The opening CREDITS REVEAL its dazzling idio-\n syncrasies.", "Technicians Two (black-eyed) and Three pour various\n chemical powders and liquids into corresponding compart-\n ments on the machine, beautifully decorated by the\n chemical's zodiac sign.", "sees that the center of the machine gleams yellowish and\n molten. She moves closer, shouting into her head-set.\n\n MINERVA\n Eureka, motherfuckers!", "INT. THE ROOM OF THE GOLD MACHINE--DAY", "where the charismatic LEONARDO DA VINCI laughs down at\n him. Da Vinci wears a pair of very early, very cool sun-\n glasses with his trademark beard.", "Kaplan, Hawk, and the other agents march into the mammoth\n room of the opening scene. In the place of where one\n remembers the gold machine are undulating sheets, beneath\n which are unassembled parts of the machine.", "APPRENTICE TWO\n Maestro, che meraviglia!\n\n APPRENTICE THREE\n Lei e' proprio fantastico!", "A damaged Hawk awakens in a dungeonish room and stumbles\n to some shutters. \"O Solo Mio\" returns on the sound-\n track as the shutters open to a postcard view of Vinci.", "He turns and loses his smile, something extraordinary\n reflecting off his glasses. Removing his shades, Da\n Vinci moves to the Something, a gloriously incredible", "With an accompanying blast of smoke, Da Vinci bursts\n through some double doors into his workshop, sadly\n reflecting upon the crystal in one hand and the tonged\n bar in the other.", "quickly turns from the blithe carnage and pulls up a\n sheet. He reveals the familiar Gold Machine Demonhead.\n\n THE MAYFLOWERS" ], [ "CARDINAL\n Attempt, you mean. The vanity\n of this man, Hudson Hawk. The", "Before the viewer can get a good look at him, Hudson\n Hawk turns to an oddball version of the \"Mona Lisa\" that\n has his face and tears it off the cell back-wall.", "HAWK\n \"Attempted.\" At-tempt-ted! I'm\n not happy about having to steal", "ANNA\n Hudson, don't you understand...", "Hawk frantically tries to undo his other strap but a\n howling Cesar, side-stepping his vibrating-on-the-floor", "does it better, Hudson. You\n started the week stealing the\n Sforza and you ended it swiping\n the Codex.", "ANNA\n Hudson, I'm afraid I'm sticking\n with God.\n (smiling)\n But you're a close second, tough\n guy. What is that smile?", "Shredded paper litters out of a vent on the outside door.\n\n INSIDE THE LIMOUSINE\n\n A simmering Hawk tries to explode but the phone rings.", "that Hudson, uh, Mr. Hawk, Hawkins,\n had some \"neat\" things to say about\n Darwin, Minerva, and you.", "ANNA\n Sure Hudson. Are you going to\n tell me why you did that back there\n or are you going to blame it\n on Dumbo?", "call me Hudson, not even as a joke.\n The Nuns at St. Agnes called me\n that and they're the ones who\n helped make me what I am today.", "up, focusing on a very large package, addressed to the\n Pope, that has Hawk's sheath of stamps slapped onto it.\n The train zips into a tunnel.", "Gasping, Hawk looks to a rip in Alfred's shirt and sees\n a hinge and lever on the shaft. With an all or nothing\n jerk, Hawk flicks the lever. The shaft clicks on the\n hinge.", "Hawk's hands burn and sizzle on the hanging lamp.\n\n Passing beneath, Darwin raises up his gun.", "Hawk and Anna peck each other with a smile. He crawls\n out an exit door. As he leaves, Anna's smile disappears.", "Hawk closes the shutters and cuts off the music. A\n slightly more composed Anna touches his shoulder causing\n him to jump slightly. They melt into a kiss.\n\n ANNA\n Oh Hudson...", "Anna yanks a notetaking Hawk away as the gas blusters in\n around him. The Two Flunkies, eyes on Hawk, are hap-\n lessly making their way up the opposite staircase.", "Sighing, Hawk drops the cube and rubs his scalp. Alex\n starts rubbing his stomach. They pace in pre-job\n syncopation and speak rapid-fire.", "THE LOCK OUTSIDE THE DOOR\n\n Hawk and Alex more frantically toil on the lock.", "Hawk makes eye contact up to a crude, coarse, and\n cackling island of a man, OFFICER GATES, amid the sea\n of oblivious and self-obsessed yuppitude, standing by\n a table." ], [ "it to the Auctioneer. The crowd a-a-hs... Hawk laughs\n and shakes his head.", "Before the viewer can get a good look at him, Hudson\n Hawk turns to an oddball version of the \"Mona Lisa\" that\n has his face and tears it off the cell back-wall.", "ECCENTRIC BALD AUCTIONEER\n Gone!\n\n The gavel comes down in super slow-motion.", "ALEX\n Rutherford Auction... that name...\n\n Alex jumps up excitedly and then convulses in pain.\n\n HAWK\n Alex!", "ANNA\n Sure Hudson. Are you going to\n tell me why you did that back there\n or are you going to blame it\n on Dumbo?", "The singers go louder as the lights come back on.\n Security Guard One harrumphs and heads back to the\n Guards' Station.\n\n THE AUCTION AUDITORIUM", "Antony raises up a mammoth gun.\n\n HAWK\n Pretty class way of covering your\n tracks. I think that auctioneer\n landed at La Guardia.", "The Truck turns the corner, revealing the derelicts\n climbing up the back of it, with Glad bags around their\n necks. The Truck moves toward an enclosed Walkway Bridge\n that connects the Auction House with another Building.", "Our derelicts pass beneath a MASSIVE RED CANOPY of a\n distinguished eight story edifice, upon which is written\n RUTHERFORD'S AUCTION HOUSE. A DOORMAN shoos them away...", "Dressed in a not-quite-fitting but suave tuxedo, Hawk\n enters the now well-lit auction house auditorium (chairs", "The Seventh Floor Screen shows a peaceful auction\n auditorium. And the Blue Chair.\n\n THE AUCTION AUDITORIUM--CAMERA P.O.V.", "Blown away, Hawk tries to wiggle his way out of the\n recliner. Alfred pats some stain remover on the blood\n on his shirt.", "THE AUCTION AUDITORIUM\n\n HAWK\n (remembering)\n \"And though he's slippery, he\n still gets caught.\"", "GATES\n The auction house, asshole. One\n night's work and you're free like", "A hand tears down a picture of a happy Hudson Hawk and\n a LITTLE MONKEY, identically dressed in black cat\n burglar gear.\n\n THE BLOCK", "blade, hitting the wall off-angle. Hawk yanks the shaft.\n Alfred goes with the flow and presses the shaft on Hawk's\n throat.", "Hawk's soliloquy is cut short as Security Guards One and\n Two crash into the auction auditorium.", "Hawk turns to re-pursue but stops dead at the sight of\n the gloating Big Stan.\n\n ECCENTRIC BALD AUCTIONEER\n Go-ing!", "The Mayflowers lower themselves into their seats with\n devoured canary smiles.\n\n ECCENTRIC BALD AUCTIONEER\n Go-ing!", "Anna confidently moves toward the dog until Bunny leaps\n up and savagely clamps his teeth into her throat sending\n her crashing to the ground.\n\n Hawk pauses in disbelief before raising the gun." ], [ "Kaplan and the crew quickly disperse in different\n directions as Hawk howls in frustration. Kit Kat moves\n behind Hawk and perfectly mimics him.", "Kaplan point blank shoots Alex in the chest. Alex\n crumples backward, moaning. Butterfinger, casually, but\n with incredible strength, holds Hawk's arms behind his\n back.", "Hawk rotates off for an escape...but the rest of the\n CIA crew cuts him off holding barely concealed guns;", "Kit Kat in drag spookily moves inches away from Anna.\n\n ANNA\n Cat got his tongue?\n\n KAPLAN\n Actually he never told us what it\n was.", "Kaplan savagely point-blank punches Hawk in the face,\n knocking him out cold and into the mammoth suitcase.\n Snickers slams it shut revealing a KENNEDY INTERNATIONAL\n sticker.", "Two identical Twin Flunkies sit across from him, grinning\n stupidly. Hawk pushes up his sunglasses with his middle\n finger.\n\n INT. VATICANESQUE MAP ROOM", "KAPLAN\n You just might. I'm the guy who\n tricked you into robbing a\n government installation and then", "gets in an arrow but it's too late. Alfred stabs\n him deep, deep, deeply, and lifts him from the ground.", "chest, I'm the one who killed your\n little monkey. Made it look like\n a Mafia hit. Did it for fun.\n Ciao.", "Hawk and Anna unconvincingly laugh then sadly pause.\n\n HAWK\n She killed Alex.\n\n Alfred gives them a push.", "Big Stan pulls out his gun, untheatrically, as not to\n cause a scene. Anna sees this and follows Big Stan's\n eyeline to Hawk.", "Antony opens the back door of the Lincoln and says\n \"Baseball.\" He is handed a baseball bat. Hawk backs\n up as Antony moves threateningly toward him.", "Falling for the oldest trick in the book, Butterfinger\n looks down to his shirt.\n\n BUTTERFINGER\n What blood stains....", "on his mule. As he begins to juggle, a LOUD EXPLOSION\n is heard, causing him to ungracefully drop his balls\n and collapse in a heap.", "Hawk grabs Alex's shoulder. Alex falls back. Written\n over his face in red lipstick is REALLY DEAD.", "HAWK\n What did you have against Little\n Eddie, motherfucker? He was just\n a monkey who liked to laugh.", "The CIA bomb blows up the door with a weird silencer\n sound. Kaplan and the Candy Bars giddily whoop as they\n rush through the smoking door.", "ALFRED\n How.\n\n HAWK\n You're unemployed, Alfie. Boss\n is dead. Her plan is over.", "Hawk moves closer and closer to the darkness of the\n hallway when a one-eyed and bleeding George Kaplan dives\n out of the Art Treasures room and tackles him. Hawk\n kicks him off...", "pulls it on and gives a \"That's Life\" shrug of\n shoulders to the fainting Guard three." ], [ "suctioning time-bomb from a waist satchel. He fires\n the bomb against the door and it starts ticking.", "Gasping, Hawk looks to a rip in Alfred's shirt and sees\n a hinge and lever on the shaft. With an all or nothing\n jerk, Hawk flicks the lever. The shaft clicks on the\n hinge.", "Alfred opens the back door of an omnipotent, Mayflower-\n logoed LIMOUSINE. The car moves off as Hawk slides in...", "gets in an arrow but it's too late. Alfred stabs\n him deep, deep, deeply, and lifts him from the ground.", "Blown away, Hawk tries to wiggle his way out of the\n recliner. Alfred pats some stain remover on the blood\n on his shirt.", "right through Alfred's throat. He slumps over, pressing\n down on the accelerator.\n\n THE LIMOUSINE", "boots Snickers down the stairs. Snickers somersaults\n up and frantically tries to pull off the bomb.", "Hawk howls then turns to see stiff-upper-lip Alfred,\n bleeding from the neck. Hawk tries to throw a punch,\n but Alfred blocks it and crunches him across the face.", "The driving Alfred smiles through the windshield.\n\n Kaplan's body slams into a vivid somersaulting crash\n into the windshield.", "ALFRED\n How.\n\n HAWK\n You're unemployed, Alfie. Boss\n is dead. Her plan is over.", "Alfred quickly latches on the state-of-the-art handcuffs\n and the blindfold. The viewer's viewpoint stays on a\n writhing Hawk.", "turn to retreat, and see, standing in the mouth of the\n open double doors, in an open shirt, wearing Indian war\n paint on his face and the words RULE BRITANNIA painted\n on his chest, ALFRED!", "ALFRED'S 180 DEGREE POV\n\n spins before Gates and the bystanders behind him.\n THE BLADE goes back up Alfred's arm.", "Hawk sees his life pass before his eyes until he realizes\n Alfred is merely pulling him up off the chair.", "With dignity, Alfred SMASHES the ancient horse over\n Gates's head. Alfred rummages through the debris", "turns to Alfred and fires his crossbow. Alfred effort-\n lessly cuts it in half with his blade and continues\n to move forward. Still smiling, Kit Kat tries to reload.\n\n MINERVA", "Hawk's turning to chastize Anna, allows Alfred to kick\n Hawk back against a wall. Alfred lunges out with his", "Hearing the crunch, Hawk flips into the front seat and\n brakes the vehicle. Alfred's head bounces against the", "Alfred places a lead bar in its proper place.\n\n Hawk glides to Anna and undoes her handcuff.\n\n HAWK\n I hope you know what....", "GATES\n I ought to take Big Ben and shove\n it up your limey blimey bunghole!\n\n A blade slides down Alfred's arm. Half-yawning, he..." ], [ "Hawk howls then turns to see stiff-upper-lip Alfred,\n bleeding from the neck. Hawk tries to throw a punch,\n but Alfred blocks it and crunches him across the face.", "Hawk's turning to chastize Anna, allows Alfred to kick\n Hawk back against a wall. Alfred lunges out with his", "HAWK\n Ooh-kay...\n\n Alfred rushes forward with a howl. Hawk meets him\n halfway. They trade savage punches and then lock onto\n each other's throats.", "Gasping, Hawk looks to a rip in Alfred's shirt and sees\n a hinge and lever on the shaft. With an all or nothing\n jerk, Hawk flicks the lever. The shaft clicks on the\n hinge.", "Hawk kicks out at Alfred, who nimbly moves slightly and\n gives a pummel to Hawk's body somersaulting him over the\n edge of the table, into an empty seat.", "Hawk and Anna unconvincingly laugh then sadly pause.\n\n HAWK\n She killed Alex.\n\n Alfred gives them a push.", "blade, hitting the wall off-angle. Hawk yanks the shaft.\n Alfred goes with the flow and presses the shaft on Hawk's\n throat.", "Hawk mambos to Alfred who rifles his blade up to Hawk's\n crotch. Hawk stops dancing.", "gets in an arrow but it's too late. Alfred stabs\n him deep, deep, deeply, and lifts him from the ground.", "Alfred's greater strength and narrower grip makes it fold\n away from Hawk and suddenly it is <u>Alfred's</u> throat which", "Alfred quickly latches on the state-of-the-art handcuffs\n and the blindfold. The viewer's viewpoint stays on a\n writhing Hawk.", "Blown away, Hawk tries to wiggle his way out of the\n recliner. Alfred pats some stain remover on the blood\n on his shirt.", "ALFRED\n How.\n\n HAWK\n You're unemployed, Alfie. Boss\n is dead. Her plan is over.", "Kaplan point blank shoots Alex in the chest. Alex\n crumples backward, moaning. Butterfinger, casually, but\n with incredible strength, holds Hawk's arms behind his\n back.", "Hawk sees his life pass before his eyes until he realizes\n Alfred is merely pulling him up off the chair.", "right into Hawk's arm. This allows Alfred to knock him\n back with a strong punch.\n\n ANNA\n Sorry!", "Hawk moves closer and closer to the darkness of the\n hallway when a one-eyed and bleeding George Kaplan dives\n out of the Art Treasures room and tackles him. Hawk\n kicks him off...", "Hearing the crunch, Hawk flips into the front seat and\n brakes the vehicle. Alfred's head bounces against the", "ALFRED'S SCREAMING HEAD P.O.V.\n\n Hawk and Anna are seen waving up to the viewer (Alfie's\n head).", "Hawk's spinning view and the music on the soundtrack slam\n to a halt as he zeroes in on the sight of Scary Butler\n Alfred elegantly reaching the top of the staircase." ], [ "Antony swings at Hawk, who pretends not to notice until\n the last second. Hawk ducks and slam-kicks his calf.", "whips some eggs back. Hawk finally smashes one in half\n and beans the jagged piece into Kaplan's eye. He squeals\n to the ground, geysering blood.", "Hawk notices this.", "He stops, dumbfounded, as the door clunks open. The\n Guards double-take as Hawk, finally in full view, struts", "Hawk and Anna peck each other with a smile. He crawls\n out an exit door. As he leaves, Anna's smile disappears.", "The Vatican Guard pops out of the window and fires a\n warning shot.\n\n Hawk stretches to the bag. His fingers touch as the\n Guard continues to bound forward.", "Hawk howls then turns to see stiff-upper-lip Alfred,\n bleeding from the neck. Hawk tries to throw a punch,\n but Alfred blocks it and crunches him across the face.", "Hawk's turning to chastize Anna, allows Alfred to kick\n Hawk back against a wall. Alfred lunges out with his", "He passes a statue, behind which, Hawk is revealed to\n be standing.", "Hawk flings a Faberge egg, smashing the gun out of Kaplan's\n hand. Hawk pelts a batch more at him. Kaplan sloppily", "Hawk falls to his knees as Snickers hustles toward him.\n Suddenly, sirens are heard as a police van pulls up.\n Snickers stops.", "Hawk slowly awakens on an exotic couch. He has been put\n in an aggressively fashionable Italian outfit. He eyes", "Kaplan point blank shoots Alex in the chest. Alex\n crumples backward, moaning. Butterfinger, casually, but\n with incredible strength, holds Hawk's arms behind his\n back.", "Hawk sees his life pass before his eyes until he realizes\n Alfred is merely pulling him up off the chair.", "Kaplan and the crew quickly disperse in different\n directions as Hawk howls in frustration. Kit Kat moves\n behind Hawk and perfectly mimics him.", "Knocked off his feet, Hawk gropes into a standing\n position. He sees the Mayflowers make a smooth exit.\n He starts to give chase until he sees a battered Anna\n rising from the ground.", "pulls up behind her. A giddy, blood-stained Alex and a not-\n so-giddy Hawk bound out of the back. Alex excitedly gives\n himself an insulin shot.", "Hawk bolts right at the bustling up guards and locks them\n into Alex's thumbcuffs. He then limbos under their", "Gasping, Hawk looks to a rip in Alfred's shirt and sees\n a hinge and lever on the shaft. With an all or nothing\n jerk, Hawk flicks the lever. The shaft clicks on the\n hinge.", "Hawk looks to Alex, sitting on the stairs, the same way\n he left him. Hawk rushes to him.\n\n HAWK\n We did it man, we..." ], [ "Antony swings at Hawk, who pretends not to notice until\n the last second. Hawk ducks and slam-kicks his calf.", "Antony opens the back door of the Lincoln and says\n \"Baseball.\" He is handed a baseball bat. Hawk backs\n up as Antony moves threateningly toward him.", "Hawk glows his first smile, the door opens to reveal two\n Mafioso brothers, CESAR and ANTONY MARIO, the latter\n sitting upon the hood of a tinted window Lincoln", "Antony crumples, using the bat as a crutch. Hawk boots\n up the bat for a two-handed catch then savagely pivots", "A confused Antony touches his teeth with his gun hand.\n Hawk escapes from one of his straps and launces a nearby", "The car squeals to a stop. Antony bounds off. Cesar\n shove-throws the canvas bag into Hawk's unwilling\n hands.", "Hawk's turning to chastize Anna, allows Alfred to kick\n Hawk back against a wall. Alfred lunges out with his", "Hawk howls then turns to see stiff-upper-lip Alfred,\n bleeding from the neck. Hawk tries to throw a punch,\n but Alfred blocks it and crunches him across the face.", "Hawk mambos to Alfred who rifles his blade up to Hawk's\n crotch. Hawk stops dancing.", "Antony raises up a mammoth gun.\n\n HAWK\n Pretty class way of covering your\n tracks. I think that auctioneer\n landed at La Guardia.", "Hawk uneasily laughs as Anna makes her way up the stage\n and pulls out a large magnifying glass. A look of\n distress passes over her face. Hawk closes his eyes in\n anticipation.", "it across Antony's face, knocking him into the backseat\n of the car.", "Big Stan pulls out his gun, untheatrically, as not to\n cause a scene. Anna sees this and follows Big Stan's\n eyeline to Hawk.", "Snickers touches him. Hawk smashes him in the jaw.\n Snickers rears back to reciprocate....", "whips some eggs back. Hawk finally smashes one in half\n and beans the jagged piece into Kaplan's eye. He squeals\n to the ground, geysering blood.", "Hawk. The Lincoln rumbles behind them, Antony riding\n on the hood.", "Hawk moves closer and closer to the darkness of the\n hallway when a one-eyed and bleeding George Kaplan dives\n out of the Art Treasures room and tackles him. Hawk\n kicks him off...", "blade, hitting the wall off-angle. Hawk yanks the shaft.\n Alfred goes with the flow and presses the shaft on Hawk's\n throat.", "Hawk \"weighs\" the two bars in his hands--digs with his\n fingernails. He rips off the blindfold in subdued\n frustration. As Minerva speaks, she unconsciously\n molests Alfred.", "Hawk and Anna peck each other with a smile. He crawls\n out an exit door. As he leaves, Anna's smile disappears." ], [ "HAWK\n Whoa. Name's Hawkins, Eddie\n Hawkins.\n My nickname's Hudson Hawk, but don't", "HAWK\n What did you have against Little\n Eddie, motherfucker? He was just\n a monkey who liked to laugh.", "Bullets fly around them. From his back pocket, Hawk\n slaps the nice picture of him and Little Eddie into\n Kaplan's hands.\n\n HAWK\n Take this to Hell with you...", "Hawk falls to his knees as Snickers hustles toward him.\n Suddenly, sirens are heard as a police van pulls up.\n Snickers stops.", "HAWK\n Sure. Face down. Two endearing\n shots to the back of the head.\n That's your mark, man. What did\n Little Eddie ever do to...", "The Caddy thunders past a sweet Manhattan view. \"Come\n Fly With Me\" is playing on the radio. Hawk casually com-\n pletes an intimidating hand puzzle.", "The shadow of the hawk passes through a cell window, over\n the face of EDDIE HUDSON HAWKINS causing him to break out\n of an eye-closed trance.", "HAWK\n If you think you're getting past\n me...\n\n Grunting behind them, Snickers gun-butts Hawk to the\n ground.", "HAWK\n A-lex, A-lex, come on Alex.\n\n Hawk slams down the phone and turns to see the limousine\n pull off.", "Two identical Twin Flunkies sit across from him, grinning\n stupidly. Hawk pushes up his sunglasses with his middle\n finger.\n\n INT. VATICANESQUE MAP ROOM", "HAWK\n That's your definition of \"Hard?\"\n\n ALEX\n Show off. Hey, boss tune. \"Come\n Fly with Me.\"", "pulls up behind her. A giddy, blood-stained Alex and a not-\n so-giddy Hawk bound out of the back. Alex excitedly gives\n himself an insulin shot.", "Hawk glows his first smile, the door opens to reveal two\n Mafioso brothers, CESAR and ANTONY MARIO, the latter\n sitting upon the hood of a tinted window Lincoln", "BUTTERFINGER\n My name's Butterfinger.\n\n HAWK\n No shit.", "Moving to the edge of the stairs, Hawk and Alex, latter\n holding his gun, sprout up from their own debris and\n continue savagely brawling. The wigging out passers-\n by give them space.", "HAWK\n I told you not to call me Hudson.\n The only people who called me that\n were the nuns at...", "whips some eggs back. Hawk finally smashes one in half\n and beans the jagged piece into Kaplan's eye. He squeals\n to the ground, geysering blood.", "Snickers zaps Hawk in the leg with his device. Hawk a-\n a-ghs into a kneeling position. Snickers returns to his", "Snickers touches him. Hawk smashes him in the jaw.\n Snickers rears back to reciprocate....", "Big Stan pulls out his gun, untheatrically, as not to\n cause a scene. Anna sees this and follows Big Stan's\n eyeline to Hawk." ], [ "HAWK\n What did you have against Little\n Eddie, motherfucker? He was just\n a monkey who liked to laugh.", "Bullets fly around them. From his back pocket, Hawk\n slaps the nice picture of him and Little Eddie into\n Kaplan's hands.\n\n HAWK\n Take this to Hell with you...", "HAWK\n Whoa. Name's Hawkins, Eddie\n Hawkins.\n My nickname's Hudson Hawk, but don't", "Hawk falls to his knees as Snickers hustles toward him.\n Suddenly, sirens are heard as a police van pulls up.\n Snickers stops.", "HAWK\n Sure. Face down. Two endearing\n shots to the back of the head.\n That's your mark, man. What did\n Little Eddie ever do to...", "pulls up behind her. A giddy, blood-stained Alex and a not-\n so-giddy Hawk bound out of the back. Alex excitedly gives\n himself an insulin shot.", "Hawk glows his first smile, the door opens to reveal two\n Mafioso brothers, CESAR and ANTONY MARIO, the latter\n sitting upon the hood of a tinted window Lincoln", "Kaplan point blank shoots Alex in the chest. Alex\n crumples backward, moaning. Butterfinger, casually, but\n with incredible strength, holds Hawk's arms behind his\n back.", "Big Stan pulls out his gun, untheatrically, as not to\n cause a scene. Anna sees this and follows Big Stan's\n eyeline to Hawk.", "Two identical Twin Flunkies sit across from him, grinning\n stupidly. Hawk pushes up his sunglasses with his middle\n finger.\n\n INT. VATICANESQUE MAP ROOM", "The shadow of the hawk passes through a cell window, over\n the face of EDDIE HUDSON HAWKINS causing him to break out\n of an eye-closed trance.", "Moving to the edge of the stairs, Hawk and Alex, latter\n holding his gun, sprout up from their own debris and\n continue savagely brawling. The wigging out passers-\n by give them space.", "Kaplan and the crew quickly disperse in different\n directions as Hawk howls in frustration. Kit Kat moves\n behind Hawk and perfectly mimics him.", "dressed exactly like Hawk, right down to a bloody lip.\n Hawk gives him a double take.", "Hawk and Alex run toward an office located at the right\n wall. They both do a Gene-Kellyesque-chair-tip-over\n before simultaneously bashing through the office door.", "Alex gives Hawk a consoling two-hand-shake then jumps\n back to reveal he has put Hawk into thumbcuffs.", "CESAR\n Hawk, you're a great thief. Got\n set up, did some time, nothing to", "HAWK\n (flipping him the\n pipe cleaner)\n You got it. A double.\n\n EXT. OUTSIDE THE PRISON--DAY", "Without looking, Hawk elbows the mimic Kit Kat in the\n face. Kit Kat gives Hawk a strange smile and hands him\n a card that reads: BEWARE THE ODD STEPS.", "Hawk laughs and pops up into the passenger seat. Anna\n is revealed to be driving in her habit. Hawk gives her\n a kiss." ], [ "HAWK\n Operator, I want to make a collect\n call to Alex Messina, New York....\n\n The Flunkies drift into view. Hawk hangs up and seethes\n off.", "Hawk glows his first smile, the door opens to reveal two\n Mafioso brothers, CESAR and ANTONY MARIO, the latter\n sitting upon the hood of a tinted window Lincoln", "Minerva leans over in front of him.\n\n MINERVA\n Tomorrow, you're going to hit a\n church.\n\n CUT TO:", "Two identical Twin Flunkies sit across from him, grinning\n stupidly. Hawk pushes up his sunglasses with his middle\n finger.\n\n INT. VATICANESQUE MAP ROOM", "Antony opens the back door of the Lincoln and says\n \"Baseball.\" He is handed a baseball bat. Hawk backs\n up as Antony moves threateningly toward him.", "A proud Hawk slaps Alex on the back as some passing\n ITALIAN LOCALS stop to stare, horrified, at Alex's\n bullet holes. Anna sweetly intervenes.", "Hawk does the honor sign with his black gloved hand\n then quickly rips it off as a WAITER comes to the\n table.\n\n HAWK\n Fettucini con Funghi Porcini.", "KAPLAN\n Hawk, Hawk, Hawk. Enjoying\n Italy? I always had a soft spot\n for Rome. Did my first barehanded\n strangulation here. Communist\n politician.", "Hawk \"weighs\" the two bars in his hands--digs with his\n fingernails. He rips off the blindfold in subdued\n frustration. As Minerva speaks, she unconsciously\n molests Alfred.", "chest, I'm the one who killed your\n little monkey. Made it look like\n a Mafia hit. Did it for fun.\n Ciao.", "see ALEX MESSINA, his older, maybe-maybe-not-wiser best\n friend.", "HAWK\n Whoa. Name's Hawkins, Eddie\n Hawkins.\n My nickname's Hudson Hawk, but don't", "up, focusing on a very large package, addressed to the\n Pope, that has Hawk's sheath of stamps slapped onto it.\n The train zips into a tunnel.", "Hawk slowly awakens on an exotic couch. He has been put\n in an aggressively fashionable Italian outfit. He eyes", "The TRUCK BELLOWS off as the Vespa spins around the corner.\n Snickers brakes and looks around for the police van. He\n hits his handle with frustration.", "Hawk falls to his knees as Snickers hustles toward him.\n Suddenly, sirens are heard as a police van pulls up.\n Snickers stops.", "A damaged Hawk awakens in a dungeonish room and stumbles\n to some shutters. \"O Solo Mio\" returns on the sound-\n track as the shutters open to a postcard view of Vinci.", "ANNA\n Ketchup. Stupido Americani...\n\n The locals give off a slightly dazed \"A-a-h\" and move off.", "The Mario brothers cackle out. Hawk tries to flail out\n of his chair. Alfred turns to him and flicks up his arm.", "The Caddy thunders past a sweet Manhattan view. \"Come\n Fly With Me\" is playing on the radio. Hawk casually com-\n pletes an intimidating hand puzzle." ], [ "Hawk and Anna turn to see the Mayflowers hastening in\n their direction. Noticing them back, the model-toting\n Mayflowers halt.\n\n KIT KAT", "Hawk and Kaplan stop fighting and turn to see THE MAY-\n FLOWER LIMOUSINE screeching out of the darkness with\n Darwin standing out of the sunroof firing a gun.", "KAPLAN\n (trying to be solemn)\n It's the site of their new museum\n and we're taking it over. Operation\n Deflower Mayflower is going full\n speed ahead.", "Anna suddenly moves past the pillar to see the Mayflowers\n and the V.I.P.S. She gasps and hurls herself behind the\n second level railing.\n\n THE BALLROOM FLOOR", "Knocked off his feet, Hawk gropes into a standing\n position. He sees the Mayflowers make a smooth exit.\n He starts to give chase until he sees a battered Anna\n rising from the ground.", "comes out of the long hallway double doors up to where\n Anna is bustling. They hug...\n\n ANNA\n The Mayflowers got...", "ANNA\n You got it. Operation Deflower\n Mayflower is a bad joke and I'm the\n punchline. I thought we were using", "They thunder out. Hawk, still in Butterfinger's\n oblivious clutches, shouts..\n\n HAWK\n Can't you see the Mayflowers\n double-crossed you...", "the CIA to help us to get Mayflower,\n but really the CIA was using me to\n keep us away from Mayflower.", "Alfred opens the back door of an omnipotent, Mayflower-\n logoed LIMOUSINE. The car moves off as Hawk slides in...", "The gavel continues to come down in super slow-motion.\n\n Both Darwin and Minerva Mayflower suddenly DUCK DOWN.", "Moving into the chopper, Anna glimpses, Bunny, the\n obnoxious dog, in a Mayflower logo dog tag, taking a leak", "The Mayflowers lower themselves into their seats with\n devoured canary smiles.\n\n ECCENTRIC BALD AUCTIONEER\n Go-ing!", "Big Stan launches a gallop toward Hawk, who spins and\n veers back round up the aisle.\n\n The Mayflowers zero their sights on the activity.", "Inside, a ball goes whizzing out of a tennis ball\n machine. In tennis gear and goggles, Darwin Mayflower\n thwacks it against the wall of (now faded) frescos.", "The Mayflower limousine creeps to the edge of the piazza,\n behind an oblivious Hawk.\n\n HAWK\n Thank you, operator, thank you.", "INT. DARK ROOM ATOP MAYFLOWER MUSEUM--DAY", "quickly turns from the blithe carnage and pulls up a\n sheet. He reveals the familiar Gold Machine Demonhead.\n\n THE MAYFLOWERS", "HAWK\n My life is not some deal. I...\n\n ALFRED (O.S.)\n It's Boston, Mr. Mayflower.", "ANNA\n Actually George, it's not it.\n What are we doing in this castle?\n I happen to know the Mayflowers\n bought this castle last year when\n they found out Da Vinci used to\n do..." ], [ "Hawk and Anna turn to see the Mayflowers hastening in\n their direction. Noticing them back, the model-toting\n Mayflowers halt.\n\n KIT KAT", "Kaplan, Hawk, and the other agents march into the mammoth\n room of the opening scene. In the place of where one\n remembers the gold machine are undulating sheets, beneath\n which are unassembled parts of the machine.", "Knocked off his feet, Hawk gropes into a standing\n position. He sees the Mayflowers make a smooth exit.\n He starts to give chase until he sees a battered Anna\n rising from the ground.", "KAPLAN\n (trying to be solemn)\n It's the site of their new museum\n and we're taking it over. Operation\n Deflower Mayflower is going full\n speed ahead.", "Inside, a ball goes whizzing out of a tennis ball\n machine. In tennis gear and goggles, Darwin Mayflower\n thwacks it against the wall of (now faded) frescos.", "quickly turns from the blithe carnage and pulls up a\n sheet. He reveals the familiar Gold Machine Demonhead.\n\n THE MAYFLOWERS", "The machine throws out its folding arms, each with an\n element. The arms click higher.\n\n The goggled technicians stand before a time-coded video\n monitor, taking notes.", "the CIA to help us to get Mayflower,\n but really the CIA was using me to\n keep us away from Mayflower.", "Anna suddenly moves past the pillar to see the Mayflowers\n and the V.I.P.S. She gasps and hurls herself behind the\n second level railing.\n\n THE BALLROOM FLOOR", "MACHINE\n\n Minerva turns toward the machine in anger and confusion.\n\n The center of the machine blows. The pool of molten gold\n rockets at the viewer.", "Hawk and Kaplan stop fighting and turn to see THE MAY-\n FLOWER LIMOUSINE screeching out of the darkness with\n Darwin standing out of the sunroof firing a gun.", "INT. THE CONFERENCE ROOM--DAY\n\n Wind blows through the shattered conference room window.\n Snickers is banging on his computer apparatus at the\n table with the Mayflowers and the other agents.", "INT. DARK ROOM ATOP MAYFLOWER MUSEUM--DAY", "They thunder out. Hawk, still in Butterfinger's\n oblivious clutches, shouts..\n\n HAWK\n Can't you see the Mayflowers\n double-crossed you...", "The Mayflowers lower themselves into their seats with\n devoured canary smiles.\n\n ECCENTRIC BALD AUCTIONEER\n Go-ing!", "The gavel continues to come down in super slow-motion.\n\n Both Darwin and Minerva Mayflower suddenly DUCK DOWN.", "Big Stan launches a gallop toward Hawk, who spins and\n veers back round up the aisle.\n\n The Mayflowers zero their sights on the activity.", "The Mayflower limousine creeps to the edge of the piazza,\n behind an oblivious Hawk.\n\n HAWK\n Thank you, operator, thank you.", "Minerva throws a lever. Steam begins to percolate from\n the furnace towards the machine.\n\n MINERVA\n (into the headset)\n We're for real.", "HAWK\n Oh. Well, what's this?\n\n Hawk pulls out the Demon Head that was in the Mayflower\n Museum from out of his pocket. Anna turns white." ], [ "MACHINE\n\n Minerva turns toward the machine in anger and confusion.\n\n The center of the machine blows. The pool of molten gold\n rockets at the viewer.", "Minerva tumbles from the machine, screaming, that is to\n say, trying to scream, because molten gold covers her", "Machine. Mirrors attached to parts of it reflect beams\n of light which cut through the smoke like a Renaissance\n laser show.", "sees that the center of the machine gleams yellowish and\n molten. She moves closer, shouting into her head-set.\n\n MINERVA\n Eureka, motherfuckers!", "INT. THE ROOM OF THE GOLD MACHINE--DAY", "THE MACHINE\n\n begins to rotate, at first clunkily, then faster.\n The Crystal rotates comfortably in its compartment.", "Alfred grandly opens double-doors to reveal that Da\n Vinci's gold machine has been majestically re-created", "some lira into research... Shazam,\n we come across a diary by one of\n Da Vinci's apprentices detailing\n La Machine de Oro, the gold machine", "Kaplan, Hawk, and the other agents march into the mammoth\n room of the opening scene. In the place of where one\n remembers the gold machine are undulating sheets, beneath\n which are unassembled parts of the machine.", "Technicians Two (black-eyed) and Three pour various\n chemical powders and liquids into corresponding compart-\n ments on the machine, beautifully decorated by the\n chemical's zodiac sign.", "now, the gold will produce too\n quickly, clog, and the machine\n will shut itself down. Isn't it\n wonderful?", "machine. The opening CREDITS REVEAL its dazzling idio-\n syncrasies.", "of Da Vinci's crystal and his\n instructions for the gold machine--\n Aie-yi--Do we got anything? What of", "The machine throws out its folding arms, each with an\n element. The arms click higher.\n\n The goggled technicians stand before a time-coded video\n monitor, taking notes.", "quickly turns from the blithe carnage and pulls up a\n sheet. He reveals the familiar Gold Machine Demonhead.\n\n THE MAYFLOWERS", "The tongs enter the frame.\n\n Da Vinci brings the object closer to his face. A murmur\n goes up from the awestruck apprentices as the Master\n peers at the smoking yellow bar.", "Trying to get a grip on Anna's words, Hawk lets himself\n be escorted to another stand before the gold machine that\n has the two complex crystal parts and the weird mirror.", "Beams of light converge on the top mirror and bounce into\n the innards of the machine with a mighty roar!\n\n MINERVA", "The lights in the room come on to the sound of holy Da\n Vinci theme, revealing an almost perfect refurbishing of\n the exact same workshop Da Vinci toiled in in the\n opening.", "As Minerva speaks, TECHNICIAN ONE forcibly escorts Anna\n toward a stand near the gold machine and tightly\n handcuffs her to it." ], [ "ANNA\n Oh Hudson, I'm a sister of the\n Catholic church as well as an\n agent.\n\n HAWK\n (cut-off laugh)\n This is too bad to be false.", "ANNA\n I-work-for-a-covert-Vatican-humanitarian-\n organization. The-CIA-made-a-fool-of-me.\n I-care-for-you...", "Anna puts on the coolest pair of sunglasses, deliciously\n contrasting with her habit. She moves off....\n\n INT. ROME CONFERENCE ROOM--DAY", "Anna moves out of the confessional curtains, wearing a\n FULL NUN HABIT for she is a Nun. The gaspingly beautiful\n church unfolds as they walk.", "Anna feebly raises her gun. Almond Joy laughs and\n pulls out a knife.\n\n ALMOND JOY\n You won't shoot. I read your\n dossier... Sister.", "ANNA\n Somebody robbed the Vatican.\n\n HAWK\n Oh. No.", "ANNA (O.S.)\n I betrayed a man. A good man. An\n innocent man. A thief.\n\n CARDINAL\n Anna, what are you trying to say...", "ANNA\n Why didn't you tell me at the\n restaurant that he had hit the\n Vatican tonight. My people will\n not be happy. I want to see Kaplan.", "ANNA\n Secret passageways don't mean as\n much as they used to. There's\n a place two blocks east of here.\n Enzo's. Say 10:30.", "ANNA\n (unconvinced)\n Yeah. The big E.\n\n EXT. NAVONA PIAZZA--DAY", "ANNA\n Come on, this stuff will knock you\n out. Have you ever had the feeling\n you were being followed, Mr. Bond.\n\n HAWK\n Never, why do you ask?", "ANNA\n Delivers up to ten at night. The\n Pope has an obsession with his\n Easter Seals. It's actually not", "Anna pulls a gun from a technician's holster and prays\n for forgiveness. She aims steadily, and fires...", "Minerva and some various Soviet VIPS spew their vodka to\n look up to Anna pointing a gun down at them from the\n second level. She is shivering, shaking the gun.", "A CARDINAL paces in an enigmatic Vatican area. Anna\n clacks up to him.\n\n CARDINAL\n Did he mention the Mayflowers?", "ANNA\n The C.I. what? God, no...", "Out of her habit but still in her incredible sunglasses,\n Anna looks out to a lovely view of Italy. The Vatican Truck", "Anna suddenly moves past the pillar to see the Mayflowers\n and the V.I.P.S. She gasps and hurls herself behind the\n second level railing.\n\n THE BALLROOM FLOOR", "The agents burst from the car, guns raised.\n\n ALMOND JOY\n Now.\n\n ANNA'S HOUSE", "JESUS (Italian)\n Report downstairs at once.\n\n ANNA\n Yes, sir.\n\n INT. CATACOMBLIKE AREA" ], [ "Hawk and Alex weave through the room which is crammed,\n with little nuance, to the gills with great art treasures\n including an impressive array of Faberge eggs. A solid\n gold hammer and sickle hang on one wall...", "HAWK\n Oh. Well, what's this?\n\n Hawk pulls out the Demon Head that was in the Mayflower\n Museum from out of his pocket. Anna turns white.", "Hawk reaches for the Codex. Kaplan pulls it over to\n Darwin, who pulls up his goggles and fondles the ancient\n binding. Taking a knife from Kaplan, he begins to slit\n it open.", "Hawk flings a Faberge egg, smashing the gun out of Kaplan's\n hand. Hawk pelts a batch more at him. Kaplan sloppily", "Hawk sees the Vatican Guard's foot move toward the\n grapple. Hawk ferociously tugs, ripping the Guard\n off-balance and knocking down a side of the roof.", "The Vatican Guard pops out of the window and fires a\n warning shot.\n\n Hawk stretches to the bag. His fingers touch as the\n Guard continues to bound forward.", "Hawk ditches his accessories and swings the safe door\n open.", "Hawk moves closer and closer to the darkness of the\n hallway when a one-eyed and bleeding George Kaplan dives\n out of the Art Treasures room and tackles him. Hawk\n kicks him off...", "Hawk \"weighs\" the two bars in his hands--digs with his\n fingernails. He rips off the blindfold in subdued\n frustration. As Minerva speaks, she unconsciously\n molests Alfred.", "Hawk's hand reaches through the bars and grabs a pipe\n cleaner from the Wise Guard's pocket. Then the lighter", "Hawk kicks back on the table, \"jump ropes\" the cuffs,\n then picks the lock with his teeth. Hawk rips off the", "the glass case. The Guard reaches to touch it when\n suddenly the wire is pulled tightly upward by a\n moving-out-from-behind-the-statue Hawk.", "He passes a statue, behind which, Hawk is revealed to\n be standing.", "Hawk bolts right at the bustling up guards and locks them\n into Alex's thumbcuffs. He then limbos under their", "Hawk and Anna peck each other with a smile. He crawls\n out an exit door. As he leaves, Anna's smile disappears.", "Mentally casing the joint, Hawk gets some distance\n between him and the flunkies as he enters into a room\n that has a glorious, ancient Map of the World Mural.", "Alfred plants a slide machine on the table and Darwin\n starts clicking gorgeous images of Hawk and Alex robbing\n the auction house, on a bare wall.", "ANNA\n Somebody robbed the Vatican.\n\n HAWK\n Oh. No.", "Before the viewer can get a good look at him, Hudson\n Hawk turns to an oddball version of the \"Mona Lisa\" that\n has his face and tears it off the cell back-wall.", "carrying a steel suitcase. He kneels before Hawk and\n opens the suitcase revealing a complex computer appara-\n tus. He begins mumbling into a cellular phone." ], [ "Darwin moves to one of two reserved empty seats as his\n wife, Minerva, makes her entrance par excellahnce. She is", "Anna watches Darwin and Minerva head up the stairs to\n her level. She bolts off....\n\n BALLROOM FLOOR", "and Snickers trades fierce blows, stumbling down a\n staircase.\n\n DARWIN\n\n and Minerva watch the fight with amusement. Alfred\n approaches.", "MINERVA\n (bouncing up)\n No, let me!\n\n DARWIN\n (pout)\n I don't care.", "Darwin and Minerva politely smile and then turn away to\n each other with knowing looks. The computer screen shows\n the familiar image of the Kremlin building that turns\n into a complex look at interiors the viewer will later\n see.", "The gavel continues to come down in super slow-motion.\n\n Both Darwin and Minerva Mayflower suddenly DUCK DOWN.", "As they move into another wing hallway, the viewer's\n viewpoint moves back down to the ballroom floor to see\n a gloating DARWIN AND MINERVA ENTER, the latter still\n on the phone.", "Darwin back-elbows Hawk and moves down for his gun.\n Hawk pulls him back by his hair, grabs him by the balls,\n and pushes him upward through the sunroof.", "Minerva chats on a cellular moving down a hallway, with\n Darwin, who is holding in his laughter as if this was a\n great crank.", "Hawk pokes his head to see a Darwin and Minerva (holding\n Bunny) emerge from the limousine. As he turns his con-", "Darwin pounds his fists on Hawk's head as Hawk hits the\n sunroof switch sliding it shut on Darwin, pinning\n his arms below the roof, but leaving his torso twisting\n in the wind.", "Anna's leg pokes out of the aisle, tripping the guard.\n\n Hawk brakes at the end of the Mayflower's row and smiles\n in relief, casually turning to Darwin and Minerva.", "DARWIN\n God Minerva, I was <u>kidding</u>.\n\n A SHOCKED HAWK", "Kaplan, Darwin, and Minerva look up to Hawk, then to each\n other, all start to speak, then all stop.\n\n This quandary is deferred by the entrance of the twin\n Flunkies.", "DARWIN\n And Min-er-va. Let's give it up\n for Hudson Hawk.\n\n The board applauds as Alfred pushes Hawk inside.", "that Hudson, uh, Mr. Hawk, Hawkins,\n had some \"neat\" things to say about\n Darwin, Minerva, and you.", "Darwin flicks on his paper shredder and shoves the side\n of Hawk's hand into its teeth.\n\n OUTSIDE THE LIMOUSINE", "Beneath the wacky portrait, Darwin circles the board-\n member filled conference table as Minerva smooches Bunny.\n Everyone watches Alfred place a bar of Gold and of Lead", "MINERVA\n Very good, Alex, but you re\n still alive....\n\n She pulls out another candy bar. Alex, with a last\n burst of strength, punches her across the face.", "DARWIN\n Ladies and gentlemen of the board...\n\n The board members go into tableau silence. Minerva con-\n tinues a brief sing-a-long before Darwin scolds..." ], [ "Four policemen blast from the back of the van. One holds\n back the crowd. One strenuously pulls Hawk into the van.\n The other two drag in Alex.", "INT. VAN-TYPE AMBULANCE--NIGHT\n\n Hawk stirs into consciousness strapped on an elevated\n gurney.", "OUTSIDE BACK OF AMBULANCE\n\n The elevated gurney blasts out the back with a now\n unstrapped but terrified Hawk whoa-a-ing atop it.", "EXT. THE AMBULANCE\n\n CRASHES through a gate-arm of another lane. Hawk and the\n still-wildly whooshing gurney cut it off.", "pulls up behind her. A giddy, blood-stained Alex and a not-\n so-giddy Hawk bound out of the back. Alex excitedly gives\n himself an insulin shot.", "Kaplan point blank shoots Alex in the chest. Alex\n crumples backward, moaning. Butterfinger, casually, but\n with incredible strength, holds Hawk's arms behind his\n back.", "Hawk falls to his knees as Snickers hustles toward him.\n Suddenly, sirens are heard as a police van pulls up.\n Snickers stops.", "Anna yanks a notetaking Hawk away as the gas blusters in\n around him. The Two Flunkies, eyes on Hawk, are hap-\n lessly making their way up the opposite staircase.", "Hawk moves closer and closer to the darkness of the\n hallway when a one-eyed and bleeding George Kaplan dives\n out of the Art Treasures room and tackles him. Hawk\n kicks him off...", "Hawk laughs and pops up into the passenger seat. Anna\n is revealed to be driving in her habit. Hawk gives her\n a kiss.", "Hawk sees the Vatican Guard's foot move toward the\n grapple. Hawk ferociously tugs, ripping the Guard\n off-balance and knocking down a side of the roof.", "Big Stan pulls out his gun, untheatrically, as not to\n cause a scene. Anna sees this and follows Big Stan's\n eyeline to Hawk.", "Knocked off his feet, Hawk gropes into a standing\n position. He sees the Mayflowers make a smooth exit.\n He starts to give chase until he sees a battered Anna\n rising from the ground.", "Kaplan and the crew quickly disperse in different\n directions as Hawk howls in frustration. Kit Kat moves\n behind Hawk and perfectly mimics him.", "Hawk and Kaplan stop fighting and turn to see THE MAY-\n FLOWER LIMOUSINE screeching out of the darkness with\n Darwin standing out of the sunroof firing a gun.", "Hawk flings a Faberge egg, smashing the gun out of Kaplan's\n hand. Hawk pelts a batch more at him. Kaplan sloppily", "HAWK\n A-lex, A-lex, come on Alex.\n\n Hawk slams down the phone and turns to see the limousine\n pull off.", "Hawk opens his eyes in confusion. He scans Anna coming\n off the stage, gliding toward the phone table. Hawk\n floats into the aisle, curling toward her as she picks\n up a phone and murmurs into it.", "Hawk slowly awakens on an exotic couch. He has been put\n in an aggressively fashionable Italian outfit. He eyes", "Kaplan savagely point-blank punches Hawk in the face,\n knocking him out cold and into the mammoth suitcase.\n Snickers slams it shut revealing a KENNEDY INTERNATIONAL\n sticker." ], [ "HAWK\n Whoa. Name's Hawkins, Eddie\n Hawkins.\n My nickname's Hudson Hawk, but don't", "HAWK\n What did you have against Little\n Eddie, motherfucker? He was just\n a monkey who liked to laugh.", "Bullets fly around them. From his back pocket, Hawk\n slaps the nice picture of him and Little Eddie into\n Kaplan's hands.\n\n HAWK\n Take this to Hell with you...", "The shadow of the hawk passes through a cell window, over\n the face of EDDIE HUDSON HAWKINS causing him to break out\n of an eye-closed trance.", "HAWK\n Sure. Face down. Two endearing\n shots to the back of the head.\n That's your mark, man. What did\n Little Eddie ever do to...", "Hawk falls to his knees as Snickers hustles toward him.\n Suddenly, sirens are heard as a police van pulls up.\n Snickers stops.", "Hawk glows his first smile, the door opens to reveal two\n Mafioso brothers, CESAR and ANTONY MARIO, the latter\n sitting upon the hood of a tinted window Lincoln", "Without looking, Hawk elbows the mimic Kit Kat in the\n face. Kit Kat gives Hawk a strange smile and hands him\n a card that reads: BEWARE THE ODD STEPS.", "HAWK\n A-lex, A-lex, come on Alex.\n\n Hawk slams down the phone and turns to see the limousine\n pull off.", "The Caddy thunders past a sweet Manhattan view. \"Come\n Fly With Me\" is playing on the radio. Hawk casually com-\n pletes an intimidating hand puzzle.", "Moving to the edge of the stairs, Hawk and Alex, latter\n holding his gun, sprout up from their own debris and\n continue savagely brawling. The wigging out passers-\n by give them space.", "Kaplan and the crew quickly disperse in different\n directions as Hawk howls in frustration. Kit Kat moves\n behind Hawk and perfectly mimics him.", "Two identical Twin Flunkies sit across from him, grinning\n stupidly. Hawk pushes up his sunglasses with his middle\n finger.\n\n INT. VATICANESQUE MAP ROOM", "Kaplan savagely point-blank punches Hawk in the face,\n knocking him out cold and into the mammoth suitcase.\n Snickers slams it shut revealing a KENNEDY INTERNATIONAL\n sticker.", "Hawk slowly awakens on an exotic couch. He has been put\n in an aggressively fashionable Italian outfit. He eyes", "pulls up behind her. A giddy, blood-stained Alex and a not-\n so-giddy Hawk bound out of the back. Alex excitedly gives\n himself an insulin shot.", "Kaplan point blank shoots Alex in the chest. Alex\n crumples backward, moaning. Butterfinger, casually, but\n with incredible strength, holds Hawk's arms behind his\n back.", "Before the viewer can get a good look at him, Hudson\n Hawk turns to an oddball version of the \"Mona Lisa\" that\n has his face and tears it off the cell back-wall.", "Big Stan pulls out his gun, untheatrically, as not to\n cause a scene. Anna sees this and follows Big Stan's\n eyeline to Hawk.", "whips some eggs back. Hawk finally smashes one in half\n and beans the jagged piece into Kaplan's eye. He squeals\n to the ground, geysering blood." ], [ "HAWK\n Whoa. Name's Hawkins, Eddie\n Hawkins.\n My nickname's Hudson Hawk, but don't", "Before the viewer can get a good look at him, Hudson\n Hawk turns to an oddball version of the \"Mona Lisa\" that\n has his face and tears it off the cell back-wall.", "WISE GUARD\n Not that slime, you Fizzhead.\n Hudson Hawk. The last of the\n great cat burglars.\n\n INT. PRISON CELL WALL", "<u>HUDSON HAWK</u>\n\n\n\n Screenplay by\n\n Steven E. de Souza", "MINERVA\n I say who needs this Hudson Hawk\n anyway....\n\n INT. A GRAND BALLROOM", "A hand tears down a picture of a happy Hudson Hawk and\n a LITTLE MONKEY, identically dressed in black cat\n burglar gear.\n\n THE BLOCK", "Hawk kicks back on the table, \"jump ropes\" the cuffs,\n then picks the lock with his teeth. Hawk rips off the", "Hawk and Alex weave through the room which is crammed,\n with little nuance, to the gills with great art treasures\n including an impressive array of Faberge eggs. A solid\n gold hammer and sickle hang on one wall...", "Hawk slowly awakens on an exotic couch. He has been put\n in an aggressively fashionable Italian outfit. He eyes", "ALFRED\n Ta ta, Hudson Hawk.\n\n HAWK\n (breathless)\n Too-do-loo, babe.", "Hawk bolts right at the bustling up guards and locks them\n into Alex's thumbcuffs. He then limbos under their", "Mentally casing the joint, Hawk gets some distance\n between him and the flunkies as he enters into a room\n that has a glorious, ancient Map of the World Mural.", "CARDINAL\n Attempt, you mean. The vanity\n of this man, Hudson Hawk. The", "WISE GUARD\n As a thief, Hawk was a poem.\n Iambic fucking pentameter. You", "CESAR\n Hawk, you're a great thief. Got\n set up, did some time, nothing to", "CARDINAL\n So let me get this straight,\n sister, you're saying Hudson Hawk\n is not willingly working for the\n Mayflowers but Kaplan and the\n Candy Bars <u>are</u>?", "carrying a steel suitcase. He kneels before Hawk and\n opens the suitcase revealing a complex computer appara-\n tus. He begins mumbling into a cellular phone.", "ALEX\n They record everything their\n video surveillance takes in...\n\n HAWK\n Yes, master-thief, I can see that.\n You said something about a plan...", "our organization, you are put in\n awkward situations. Just\n remember, Hudson Hawk is an evil,\n evil man.", "Kaplan and the crew quickly disperse in different\n directions as Hawk howls in frustration. Kit Kat moves\n behind Hawk and perfectly mimics him." ], [ "The shadow of the hawk passes through a cell window, over\n the face of EDDIE HUDSON HAWKINS causing him to break out\n of an eye-closed trance.", "Hawk glows his first smile, the door opens to reveal two\n Mafioso brothers, CESAR and ANTONY MARIO, the latter\n sitting upon the hood of a tinted window Lincoln", "Bullets fly around them. From his back pocket, Hawk\n slaps the nice picture of him and Little Eddie into\n Kaplan's hands.\n\n HAWK\n Take this to Hell with you...", "Shredded paper litters out of a vent on the outside door.\n\n INSIDE THE LIMOUSINE\n\n A simmering Hawk tries to explode but the phone rings.", "HAWK\n (flipping him the\n pipe cleaner)\n You got it. A double.\n\n EXT. OUTSIDE THE PRISON--DAY", "Two identical Twin Flunkies sit across from him, grinning\n stupidly. Hawk pushes up his sunglasses with his middle\n finger.\n\n INT. VATICANESQUE MAP ROOM", "HAWK\n What did you have against Little\n Eddie, motherfucker? He was just\n a monkey who liked to laugh.", "bar saloon-style. A smiling Hawk picks it up, turns away\n from the bar and closes his eyes, bringing the cup to his", "GATES\n Why do you show your parole\n officer such disrespect?\n Especially after I got you such\n a nice job.\n\n HAWK\n What job?", "Hawk slowly awakens on an exotic couch. He has been put\n in an aggressively fashionable Italian outfit. He eyes", "Hawk and Anna peck each other with a smile. He crawls\n out an exit door. As he leaves, Anna's smile disappears.", "pulls up behind her. A giddy, blood-stained Alex and a not-\n so-giddy Hawk bound out of the back. Alex excitedly gives\n himself an insulin shot.", "Hawk looks to Alex, sitting on the stairs, the same way\n he left him. Hawk rushes to him.\n\n HAWK\n We did it man, we...", "Hawk kicks back on the table, \"jump ropes\" the cuffs,\n then picks the lock with his teeth. Hawk rips off the", "Blown away, Hawk tries to wiggle his way out of the\n recliner. Alfred pats some stain remover on the blood\n on his shirt.", "Hawk falls to his knees as Snickers hustles toward him.\n Suddenly, sirens are heard as a police van pulls up.\n Snickers stops.", "INT. ALEX'S RESTAURANT--DAWN\n\n Hawk bursts into the bar. Alex sits on a stool, reading\n the paper.", "HAWK\n Sure. Face down. Two endearing\n shots to the back of the head.\n That's your mark, man. What did\n Little Eddie ever do to...", "Sighing, Hawk drops the cube and rubs his scalp. Alex\n starts rubbing his stomach. They pace in pre-job\n syncopation and speak rapid-fire.", "Hawk frantically tries to undo his other strap but a\n howling Cesar, side-stepping his vibrating-on-the-floor" ], [ "Hawk glows his first smile, the door opens to reveal two\n Mafioso brothers, CESAR and ANTONY MARIO, the latter\n sitting upon the hood of a tinted window Lincoln", "chest, I'm the one who killed your\n little monkey. Made it look like\n a Mafia hit. Did it for fun.\n Ciao.", "KAPLAN\n (shaking his head)\n If his father wasn't the head of\n Shit, I hate this, the", "HAWK\n Ah, the mafia, the cops; do I know\n how to party or what?\n\n Gates pulls out the horse and looks at it.", "ALEX\n So Mr. Coffee, what went down\n outside the prison?\n\n HAWK\n Oh, not much. Mario Brothers want\n me to do a job.", "Antony opens the back door of the Lincoln and says\n \"Baseball.\" He is handed a baseball bat. Hawk backs\n up as Antony moves threateningly toward him.", "Mafia, and butlers forcing me to\n bust my ass to steal something,\n which it turns out I really didn't\n steal--it's fucked up.", "Continental. Cesar is of cool, hair-slicked-back\n attitude, his scumbag brother is not.", "Kaplan point blank shoots Alex in the chest. Alex\n crumples backward, moaning. Butterfinger, casually, but\n with incredible strength, holds Hawk's arms behind his\n back.", "Smouldering, Hawk struts off. Cesar takes a black\n canvas bag from a SCARFACED DRIVER and hustles up to", "KAPLAN\n Hawk, Hawk, Hawk. Enjoying\n Italy? I always had a soft spot\n for Rome. Did my first barehanded\n strangulation here. Communist\n politician.", "The brused Vatican Guard flops back atop the roof. He\n gets off a wild shot before crumpling back down.\n\n HAWK", "A proud Hawk slaps Alex on the back as some passing\n ITALIAN LOCALS stop to stare, horrified, at Alex's\n bullet holes. Anna sweetly intervenes.", "Kaplan savagely point-blank punches Hawk in the face,\n knocking him out cold and into the mammoth suitcase.\n Snickers slams it shut revealing a KENNEDY INTERNATIONAL\n sticker.", "Big Stan pulls out his gun, untheatrically, as not to\n cause a scene. Anna sees this and follows Big Stan's\n eyeline to Hawk.", "Cesar and the Bodyguard/Driver turn to Antony and scream,\n then all three look out the windshield and scream.\n\n THE AMBULANCE", "quickly turns from the blithe carnage and pulls up a\n sheet. He reveals the familiar Gold Machine Demonhead.\n\n THE MAYFLOWERS", "The mysterious group parts to reveal a much more mature\n and cynically subdued man dressed in big lapels and a hat\n that screams Old Time CIA. His name will be GEORGE\n KAPLAN.", "up, focusing on a very large package, addressed to the\n Pope, that has Hawk's sheath of stamps slapped onto it.\n The train zips into a tunnel.", "CESAR\n How many times do I have to say\n it? I didn't put the hit on\n Little Eddie... Never had anything\n against that kooky chimp. I\n actually found him, \"endearing.\"" ], [ "Hawk glows his first smile, the door opens to reveal two\n Mafioso brothers, CESAR and ANTONY MARIO, the latter\n sitting upon the hood of a tinted window Lincoln", "HAWK\n Operator, I want to make a collect\n call to Alex Messina, New York....\n\n The Flunkies drift into view. Hawk hangs up and seethes\n off.", "see ALEX MESSINA, his older, maybe-maybe-not-wiser best\n friend.", "KAPLAN\n Hawk, Hawk, Hawk. Enjoying\n Italy? I always had a soft spot\n for Rome. Did my first barehanded\n strangulation here. Communist\n politician.", "Minerva leans over in front of him.\n\n MINERVA\n Tomorrow, you're going to hit a\n church.\n\n CUT TO:", "A proud Hawk slaps Alex on the back as some passing\n ITALIAN LOCALS stop to stare, horrified, at Alex's\n bullet holes. Anna sweetly intervenes.", "ALEX\n So Mr. Coffee, what went down\n outside the prison?\n\n HAWK\n Oh, not much. Mario Brothers want\n me to do a job.", "The mysterious group parts to reveal a much more mature\n and cynically subdued man dressed in big lapels and a hat\n that screams Old Time CIA. His name will be GEORGE\n KAPLAN.", "Hawk does the honor sign with his black gloved hand\n then quickly rips it off as a WAITER comes to the\n table.\n\n HAWK\n Fettucini con Funghi Porcini.", "Without looking, Hawk elbows the mimic Kit Kat in the\n face. Kit Kat gives Hawk a strange smile and hands him\n a card that reads: BEWARE THE ODD STEPS.", "Hawk slowly awakens on an exotic couch. He has been put\n in an aggressively fashionable Italian outfit. He eyes", "chest, I'm the one who killed your\n little monkey. Made it look like\n a Mafia hit. Did it for fun.\n Ciao.", "It is late night in New York. A phone rings atop the\n bar of Alex's restaurant with no one in sight.\n\n INT. PIAZZA--DAY", "Two identical Twin Flunkies sit across from him, grinning\n stupidly. Hawk pushes up his sunglasses with his middle\n finger.\n\n INT. VATICANESQUE MAP ROOM", "Hawk \"weighs\" the two bars in his hands--digs with his\n fingernails. He rips off the blindfold in subdued\n frustration. As Minerva speaks, she unconsciously\n molests Alfred.", "Alex is now packed into the freight elevator.\n\n ALEX\n \"He can't write his name or read\n a book. To fool people is his\n only thought.\"", "A damaged Hawk awakens in a dungeonish room and stumbles\n to some shutters. \"O Solo Mio\" returns on the sound-\n track as the shutters open to a postcard view of Vinci.", "up, focusing on a very large package, addressed to the\n Pope, that has Hawk's sheath of stamps slapped onto it.\n The train zips into a tunnel.", "Kit Kat in drag spookily moves inches away from Anna.\n\n ANNA\n Cat got his tongue?\n\n KAPLAN\n Actually he never told us what it\n was.", "Gates pillages a plate of spaghetti and meatballs with\n terrifying precision. Hawk tosses the badge onto the\n food. Gates eats around it." ], [ "ANNA\n You got it. Operation Deflower\n Mayflower is a bad joke and I'm the\n punchline. I thought we were using", "KAPLAN\n (trying to be solemn)\n It's the site of their new museum\n and we're taking it over. Operation\n Deflower Mayflower is going full\n speed ahead.", "the CIA to help us to get Mayflower,\n but really the CIA was using me to\n keep us away from Mayflower.", "Anna suddenly moves past the pillar to see the Mayflowers\n and the V.I.P.S. She gasps and hurls herself behind the\n second level railing.\n\n THE BALLROOM FLOOR", "Hawk and Anna turn to see the Mayflowers hastening in\n their direction. Noticing them back, the model-toting\n Mayflowers halt.\n\n KIT KAT", "Knocked off his feet, Hawk gropes into a standing\n position. He sees the Mayflowers make a smooth exit.\n He starts to give chase until he sees a battered Anna\n rising from the ground.", "They thunder out. Hawk, still in Butterfinger's\n oblivious clutches, shouts..\n\n HAWK\n Can't you see the Mayflowers\n double-crossed you...", "Inside, a ball goes whizzing out of a tennis ball\n machine. In tennis gear and goggles, Darwin Mayflower\n thwacks it against the wall of (now faded) frescos.", "Hawk and Kaplan stop fighting and turn to see THE MAY-\n FLOWER LIMOUSINE screeching out of the darkness with\n Darwin standing out of the sunroof firing a gun.", "Alfred opens the back door of an omnipotent, Mayflower-\n logoed LIMOUSINE. The car moves off as Hawk slides in...", "government's got me farmed out,\n working for the Mayflower\n corporation now, money beats\n politics. War isn't Hell anymore,", "INT. DARK ROOM ATOP MAYFLOWER MUSEUM--DAY", "comes out of the long hallway double doors up to where\n Anna is bustling. They hug...\n\n ANNA\n The Mayflowers got...", "The Mayflower limousine creeps to the edge of the piazza,\n behind an oblivious Hawk.\n\n HAWK\n Thank you, operator, thank you.", "HAWK\n My life is not some deal. I...\n\n ALFRED (O.S.)\n It's Boston, Mr. Mayflower.", "Moving into the chopper, Anna glimpses, Bunny, the\n obnoxious dog, in a Mayflower logo dog tag, taking a leak", "The gavel continues to come down in super slow-motion.\n\n Both Darwin and Minerva Mayflower suddenly DUCK DOWN.", "Big Stan launches a gallop toward Hawk, who spins and\n veers back round up the aisle.\n\n The Mayflowers zero their sights on the activity.", "quickly turns from the blithe carnage and pulls up a\n sheet. He reveals the familiar Gold Machine Demonhead.\n\n THE MAYFLOWERS", "The crowd orgasms as Vanity Fair cover boy, DARWIN\n MAYFLOWER works the aisle, playfully mussing up the" ], [ "Alfred opens the back door of an omnipotent, Mayflower-\n logoed LIMOUSINE. The car moves off as Hawk slides in...", "HAWK\n My life is not some deal. I...\n\n ALFRED (O.S.)\n It's Boston, Mr. Mayflower.", "Alfred's greater strength and narrower grip makes it fold\n away from Hawk and suddenly it is <u>Alfred's</u> throat which", "The Mayflower limousine creeps to the edge of the piazza,\n behind an oblivious Hawk.\n\n HAWK\n Thank you, operator, thank you.", "The crowd orgasms as Vanity Fair cover boy, DARWIN\n MAYFLOWER works the aisle, playfully mussing up the", "Anna suddenly moves past the pillar to see the Mayflowers\n and the V.I.P.S. She gasps and hurls herself behind the\n second level railing.\n\n THE BALLROOM FLOOR", "ALFRED\n How.\n\n HAWK\n You're unemployed, Alfie. Boss\n is dead. Her plan is over.", "Hawk howls then turns to see stiff-upper-lip Alfred,\n bleeding from the neck. Hawk tries to throw a punch,\n but Alfred blocks it and crunches him across the face.", "They thunder out. Hawk, still in Butterfinger's\n oblivious clutches, shouts..\n\n HAWK\n Can't you see the Mayflowers\n double-crossed you...", "Hawk and Anna turn to see the Mayflowers hastening in\n their direction. Noticing them back, the model-toting\n Mayflowers halt.\n\n KIT KAT", "turn to retreat, and see, standing in the mouth of the\n open double doors, in an open shirt, wearing Indian war\n paint on his face and the words RULE BRITANNIA painted\n on his chest, ALFRED!", "ANNA\n You got it. Operation Deflower\n Mayflower is a bad joke and I'm the\n punchline. I thought we were using", "ALFRED'S SCREAMING HEAD P.O.V.\n\n Hawk and Anna are seen waving up to the viewer (Alfie's\n head).", "KAPLAN\n (trying to be solemn)\n It's the site of their new museum\n and we're taking it over. Operation\n Deflower Mayflower is going full\n speed ahead.", "INT. DARK ROOM ATOP MAYFLOWER MUSEUM--DAY", "Gasping, Hawk looks to a rip in Alfred's shirt and sees\n a hinge and lever on the shaft. With an all or nothing\n jerk, Hawk flicks the lever. The shaft clicks on the\n hinge.", "the CIA to help us to get Mayflower,\n but really the CIA was using me to\n keep us away from Mayflower.", "comes out of the long hallway double doors up to where\n Anna is bustling. They hug...\n\n ANNA\n The Mayflowers got...", "Alfred, hold my calls. So, Hawk!\n The Hawkster! What do you think\n of the vehicle?", "ALFRED\n So much for his \"cut.\"\n (post-chortle)\n Excuse my dry British humor." ], [ "KAPLAN\n (trying to be solemn)\n It's the site of their new museum\n and we're taking it over. Operation\n Deflower Mayflower is going full\n speed ahead.", "They thunder out. Hawk, still in Butterfinger's\n oblivious clutches, shouts..\n\n HAWK\n Can't you see the Mayflowers\n double-crossed you...", "ANNA\n You got it. Operation Deflower\n Mayflower is a bad joke and I'm the\n punchline. I thought we were using", "HAWK\n Except yours-yours. The goal of\n world domination. Well, if you\n put it that way, Minnie. How can\n I resist?", "Hawk and Anna turn to see the Mayflowers hastening in\n their direction. Noticing them back, the model-toting\n Mayflowers halt.\n\n KIT KAT", "Hawk and Kaplan stop fighting and turn to see THE MAY-\n FLOWER LIMOUSINE screeching out of the darkness with\n Darwin standing out of the sunroof firing a gun.", "the CIA to help us to get Mayflower,\n but really the CIA was using me to\n keep us away from Mayflower.", "Anna suddenly moves past the pillar to see the Mayflowers\n and the V.I.P.S. She gasps and hurls herself behind the\n second level railing.\n\n THE BALLROOM FLOOR", "Knocked off his feet, Hawk gropes into a standing\n position. He sees the Mayflowers make a smooth exit.\n He starts to give chase until he sees a battered Anna\n rising from the ground.", "INT. DARK ROOM ATOP MAYFLOWER MUSEUM--DAY", "HAWK\n Oh. Well, what's this?\n\n Hawk pulls out the Demon Head that was in the Mayflower\n Museum from out of his pocket. Anna turns white.", "ANNA\n When the Mayflowers find out we\n have the Codex, they're going to\n want to make a deal...", "Alfred opens the back door of an omnipotent, Mayflower-\n logoed LIMOUSINE. The car moves off as Hawk slides in...", "The gavel continues to come down in super slow-motion.\n\n Both Darwin and Minerva Mayflower suddenly DUCK DOWN.", "The Mayflower limousine creeps to the edge of the piazza,\n behind an oblivious Hawk.\n\n HAWK\n Thank you, operator, thank you.", "Big Stan launches a gallop toward Hawk, who spins and\n veers back round up the aisle.\n\n The Mayflowers zero their sights on the activity.", "quickly turns from the blithe carnage and pulls up a\n sheet. He reveals the familiar Gold Machine Demonhead.\n\n THE MAYFLOWERS", "ANNA\n Where did you get this?\n\n HAWK\n You know, the place where you gave\n the bad guys the Codex.... the\n Mayflower Museum.", "The Mayflowers lower themselves into their seats with\n devoured canary smiles.\n\n ECCENTRIC BALD AUCTIONEER\n Go-ing!", "The crowd orgasms as Vanity Fair cover boy, DARWIN\n MAYFLOWER works the aisle, playfully mussing up the" ], [ "MACHINE\n\n Minerva turns toward the machine in anger and confusion.\n\n The center of the machine blows. The pool of molten gold\n rockets at the viewer.", "some lira into research... Shazam,\n we come across a diary by one of\n Da Vinci's apprentices detailing\n La Machine de Oro, the gold machine", "Minerva tumbles from the machine, screaming, that is to\n say, trying to scream, because molten gold covers her", "Alfred grandly opens double-doors to reveal that Da\n Vinci's gold machine has been majestically re-created", "INT. THE ROOM OF THE GOLD MACHINE--DAY", "of Da Vinci's crystal and his\n instructions for the gold machine--\n Aie-yi--Do we got anything? What of", "sees that the center of the machine gleams yellowish and\n molten. She moves closer, shouting into her head-set.\n\n MINERVA\n Eureka, motherfuckers!", "Machine. Mirrors attached to parts of it reflect beams\n of light which cut through the smoke like a Renaissance\n laser show.", "Technicians Two (black-eyed) and Three pour various\n chemical powders and liquids into corresponding compart-\n ments on the machine, beautifully decorated by the\n chemical's zodiac sign.", "Kaplan, Hawk, and the other agents march into the mammoth\n room of the opening scene. In the place of where one\n remembers the gold machine are undulating sheets, beneath\n which are unassembled parts of the machine.", "now, the gold will produce too\n quickly, clog, and the machine\n will shut itself down. Isn't it\n wonderful?", "quickly turns from the blithe carnage and pulls up a\n sheet. He reveals the familiar Gold Machine Demonhead.\n\n THE MAYFLOWERS", "The tongs enter the frame.\n\n Da Vinci brings the object closer to his face. A murmur\n goes up from the awestruck apprentices as the Master\n peers at the smoking yellow bar.", "As Minerva speaks, TECHNICIAN ONE forcibly escorts Anna\n toward a stand near the gold machine and tightly\n handcuffs her to it.", "THE MACHINE\n\n begins to rotate, at first clunkily, then faster.\n The Crystal rotates comfortably in its compartment.", "Trying to get a grip on Anna's words, Hawk lets himself\n be escorted to another stand before the gold machine that\n has the two complex crystal parts and the weird mirror.", "MINERVA\n It'll take a couple of years of\n steady production, but I'll flood\n the market with so much gold that", "Beams of light converge on the top mirror and bounce into\n the innards of the machine with a mighty roar!\n\n MINERVA", "machine. The opening CREDITS REVEAL its dazzling idio-\n syncrasies.", "The lights in the room come on to the sound of holy Da\n Vinci theme, revealing an almost perfect refurbishing of\n the exact same workshop Da Vinci toiled in in the\n opening." ], [ "<u>THE END</u>", "gets in an arrow but it's too late. Alfred stabs\n him deep, deep, deeply, and lifts him from the ground.", "until he touches his pocket. He pulls out the crystal\n and, after a beat, angrily twists it apart into two\n separate, geometric pieces revealing a small intricate", "Anna confidently moves toward the dog until Bunny leaps\n up and savagely clamps his teeth into her throat sending\n her crashing to the ground.\n\n Hawk pauses in disbelief before raising the gun.", "Gates grabs the shoes and races off, gagging. Hawk gets\n up to laugh next to Alex. Their laughter dies as they\n turn to look at the black canvas bag left on the table\n between them.", "Knocked off his feet, Hawk gropes into a standing\n position. He sees the Mayflowers make a smooth exit.\n He starts to give chase until he sees a battered Anna\n rising from the ground.", "Hawk and Anna peck each other with a smile. He crawls\n out an exit door. As he leaves, Anna's smile disappears.", "ALFRED\n How.\n\n HAWK\n You're unemployed, Alfie. Boss\n is dead. Her plan is over.", "Hawk looks to Alex, sitting on the stairs, the same way\n he left him. Hawk rushes to him.\n\n HAWK\n We did it man, we...", "and lands with a painful straddle atop a street lamppost.\n His eyes bug out with the thought of a life without\n children. He slowly spins off the lamppost and sails", "ALEX\n Get 'em. They went down the\n hallway.\n\n HAWK\n Let's just forget it, I mean...", "pulls up behind her. A giddy, blood-stained Alex and a not-\n so-giddy Hawk bound out of the back. Alex excitedly gives\n himself an insulin shot.", "Blown away, Hawk tries to wiggle his way out of the\n recliner. Alfred pats some stain remover on the blood\n on his shirt.", "Kit Kat in drag spookily moves inches away from Anna.\n\n ANNA\n Cat got his tongue?\n\n KAPLAN\n Actually he never told us what it\n was.", "the next time he gets out it'll be\n to attend his own funeral.\n Depressing.", "past them, down the hall. The Guards hustle to catch\n up. The wise guard puts his finger in the air and\n sarcastically pretends to be stung by the heat emanating", "Hawk falls to his knees as Snickers hustles toward him.\n Suddenly, sirens are heard as a police van pulls up.\n Snickers stops.", "Antony opens the back door of the Lincoln and says\n \"Baseball.\" He is handed a baseball bat. Hawk backs\n up as Antony moves threateningly toward him.", "breaks off and scurries around the second level to get\n a position behind the M.", "whips some eggs back. Hawk finally smashes one in half\n and beans the jagged piece into Kaplan's eye. He squeals\n to the ground, geysering blood." ] ]

[ "What was the Mario Brothers' butlers name?", "Who invented La Macchina Dell'Oro?", "What does hudson keep attepting to do? ", "Why did Hudson Blow up an auctioneer?", "Why did Tommy Five Tone Fake his death?", "Where does alfred plant a bomb?", "How does Hawk kill Alfred?", "What does Hawk finally get to do?", "What does Hawk stick into Antony Marios face?", "What is Eddie Hawkins nickname?", "Who was Eddie Hawkins partner in crime?", "What is Tommy Messina's nickname?", "Who are the owners of Mayflower Industries?", "Which machine were the owners of Mayflower Industry working to reconstruct?", "What does the machine La Macchina del'Oro do?", "For which agency does Sister Anna Baragli work as an operative?", "What does Hawk successfully steal from the museum?", "How do Minerva and Darwin die in the story?", "Who abducts Hawk in an ambulance?", "Eddie Hawkins is known by what alias? ", "What is Hudson Hawk a master of?", "How does Eddie Hawkins try to celebrate his first day of parole?", "Who is head of the mafia? ", "Tommy Messina is known by what alias?", "Mayflower Industries is run by whom?", "Alfred is what to the Mayflower's?", "How do the Mayflower's plan to take over the world?", "What does the La Macchina dell'oro purportedly do?", "What does get to do at the end of the story?" ]

[ [ "Alfred", "Alfred" ], [ "Leonardo Di Vinci", "Mayflower Industries" ], [ "Drink a Cappuccino ", "To drink a cappuccino" ], [ "To cover up the theft of the Sforza.", "To cover up the theft of the Sforza" ], [ "So they can escape.", "to escape" ], [ "In the limo.", "limo" ], [ "With his own blades.", "decapitate him with his own weapon" ], [ "Enjoy a cappuccino", "Hawk finally gets to drink his cappuccino that he's been trying to drink since parole. " ], [ "Syringes", "syringes" ], [ "Hudson Hawk", "Hudson Hawk" ], [ "Tommy Messina", "Tommy Messina" ], [ "Five-Tone", "Five Tone" ], [ "Darwin and Minerva", "Darwin and Minerva Mayflower." ], [ "La Macchina dell'Oro", "La Macchina del Oro" ], [ "Convert Lead to Gold", "La Macchina del Oro is a device that converts lead into gold." ], [ "Secretive Vatican counter-espionage agency", "A secret Vatican counter-espionage agency" ], [ "Da-Vinci Codex", "The DaVinci Codex." ], [ "The La Macchina dell'Oro malfunctions and explodes killing them", "the La Macchina del Oro machine explodes and kills Minerva and Darwin. " ], [ "Mario Brothers", "The Mario Brothers" ], [ "Hudson Hawk", "Hudson Hawk" ], [ "Master Burglar and Safe cracker.", "Burglary and safe cracking." ], [ "By drinking a cappuccino.", "by having a cappuccino." ], [ "The Mario Brothers.", "the Mario Brothers" ], [ "Five-Tone", "Five-Tone" ], [ "Darwin and Minerva Mayflower.", "Minerva and Darwin Mayflower" ], [ "Butler", "butler" ], [ "Reconstructing the La Macchina dell'Oro.", "By reconstructing La Macchina dell'oro." ], [ "Turn lead into gold.", "Turns lead into gold." ], [ "Enjoy a cup of cappuccino.", "Hawk gets to drink a cappuccino drink." ] ]

[ [ "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "After remaining four days at the Manor House, Gregory went back to\ntown. A notice had already been served, upon the former claimant to the", "Gregory is learning the duties of a large land owner, and is already\nvery popular in his part of Devonshire. The mansion in London has not", "Gregory, but we never ventured to say so; and our father never\nmentioned his name, from the day he left the house. Why did not your\nmother send his letter to us?\"", "As soon as the case was decided, Gregory went down again to Devonshire,\nand asked his aunts to take charge for him. This they at first said was", "This, Gregory felt, was almost equivalent to a death sentence; and he\nhad begun to consult the advertisements in the papers, for some post\nabroad. He had, unknown to her, applied for several situations, but\nwithout success.", "By the time Gregory returned, the merchant's mind was made up. He had\ncome to the conclusion that the story he had heard was a true one. The", "\"I am afraid she has,\" said Gregory; who had, all along, ridden by his\nside at the head of the party. \"I am afraid so. I hope she is not\ninjured.\"", "\"That I cannot do,\" Gregory said. \"If I am to be killed, it is the will\nof God; but better that, a thousand times, than turn traitor!\"", "\"She told me,\" Gregory went on, trying to steady his voice, \"a week\nbefore her death, that she had money here deposited in my name.\"\n\n\"That is so.\"", "Gregory laughed, and told him the manner in which he got at the truth.", "Gregory started, as he read this. He had never had an idea that the\nname he bore was not rightly his own, and even the statement of his\ngrandfather's name had not struck him as affecting himself.", "Mr. Ferguson, the manager of the branch, had at first read the letter\nthat Gregory had brought him with some doubt in his mind, as to the", "The story made a profound impression upon Gregory. It seemed possible\nthat the father, of whom he had no remembrance, might have been the", "Mr. Tufton had on the previous day written, at Gregory's request, to\nhis aunts; saying that the son of their brother had called upon him,", "Gregory looked round with a bewildered air. The news was so absolutely\nunexpected that he could hardly take it in.\n\n\"It seems impossible,\" he said at last.", "affection for me, he was absolutely furious, told his son that he never\nwished to see him again, and spoke of me in a manner that Gregory\nresented; and as a result, they quarrelled.", "another army, and trying conclusions with the invaders again. At last,\nGregory got up and went back to his hut. He could now understand why", "\"I am sorry you came,\" Gregory said, \"for it is only throwing away your\nlife. It is of no use shouting, for they could not hear us in that din;", "mess, and Gregory sat down on his bed, and opened his father's\npocketbook, which he had had no opportunity to do, since it came into\nhis possession." ], [ "This, Gregory felt, was almost equivalent to a death sentence; and he\nhad begun to consult the advertisements in the papers, for some post\nabroad. He had, unknown to her, applied for several situations, but\nwithout success.", "A year after this conversation, Gregory was sixteen. Now tall and\nstrong, he had, for some time past, been anxious to obtain some\nemployment that would enable his mother to give up her teaching. Some", "Gregory knew nothing of the difficulty that a young man in England has,\nin obtaining an appointment of any kind, or of fighting his way single", "Gregory went out, and spent the time in watching the wonderful flow of\ntraffic, and gazing into the shops; and when he returned to the office,", "Gregory gave such satisfaction that he was afterwards employed at\noffice work, whenever there was any pressure.\n\nA year and a half passed comfortably. At the end of twelve months, his\npay was raised another ten shillings a week.", "Gregory kept on, till he came to the huts occupied by the fishermen,\nand men who cultivated small plots of ground. He found several who had", "\"Thank you, sir!\" Gregory said, gratefully. \"I shall be ready to start\nin an hour.\"\n\nHe returned in high glee to his hut, for he felt certain that an\nimmediate advance was about to take place.", "As soon as the case was decided, Gregory went down again to Devonshire,\nand asked his aunts to take charge for him. This they at first said was", "Then he went on, in English, to Gregory.", "Zaki, when his six months' trial was over, scorned the idea of\nreturning to the Soudan; declaring that, if Gregory would not keep him,\nhe would rather beg in the streets than go back there.", "At any rate, Gregory concluded that he might find out whether any\nEuropean had arrived there, during the siege. He went down to the", "By the time Gregory returned, the merchant's mind was made up. He had\ncome to the conclusion that the story he had heard was a true one. The", "\"Go down to the stores, and tell the officer in charge there that I\nshall be glad if he will pick out two or three fellows, from whom you\nmay choose a servant.\"\n\nWhen Gregory had given his message, the officer said:", "by the manager that they could spend the greater portion of their time\nat their homes. Part of Gregory's duties consisted in going off to\nvessels that came into the port with goods for the firm, and seeing to", "Gregory had, on his arrival with the brigade the day before, gone into\nthe town; and engaged a small house, in its outskirts, as the abode of", "It was an anxious time for his wife, after Gregory started. He, and\nthose with him, had left with a feeling of confidence that the", "After remaining four days at the Manor House, Gregory went back to\ntown. A notice had already been served, upon the former claimant to the", "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "allowed to interfere in any way with them; and then Gregory took his\nleave, saying that he would return, later on.", "With a word of thanks, Gregory rode on. He dismounted when he reached\nthe village, and was directed to a neighbouring hut. Here Colonel" ], [ "another army, and trying conclusions with the invaders again. At last,\nGregory got up and went back to his hut. He could now understand why", "and Italy; but it required a variety of qualities, difficult to obtain\nin the same person, to act as agent with the army. Gregory was exactly\nthe man required, and he was soon on excellent terms, both with the", "Gregory had accompanied Colonel Wingate, and acted as one of his staff\nofficers. He had, of course, brought his horse with him. It was an", "When the convoy halted, previous to the troops marching to the attack,\nGregory, whose duties with the baggage had now ended, joined the", "Gregory, however, was in no humour to be stopped; and in an\nauthoritative voice called, \"Orderly!\"\n\nA soldier came down directly from the guard room.", "\"Now, Mr. Hilliard,\" and he turned to Gregory, \"pray take a seat. This\nis your first experience in soldiering, I suppose?\"\n\n\"Yes, sir.\"", "The sergeant looked doubtful, but went in. He returned in a minute, and\nmotioned to Gregory to follow him in. The General looked at him, from\nhead to foot.", "A year after this conversation, Gregory was sixteen. Now tall and\nstrong, he had, for some time past, been anxious to obtain some\nemployment that would enable his mother to give up her teaching. Some", "Gregory knew nothing of the difficulty that a young man in England has,\nin obtaining an appointment of any kind, or of fighting his way single", "From the first day of his arrival, Gregory was kept fully employed.\nSometimes he assisted the officer of the Intelligence Department, in", "He went back to the tents, and returned with a white officer, whom\nGregory at once recognized as one of those who had come up with him\nfrom Wady Halfa.", "When Gregory returned, therefore, he said:\n\n\"I have been thinking this matter over. What is your name?\"\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard, sir.\"", "As soon as this was done, they mounted and rode on. They halted in a\nquarter of an hour and, after Gregory's arm had been bound tightly to", "Having but little to do, Gregory went into the Khalifa's arsenal. This\nbuilding was full of war material of all kinds; including a perfectly", "Gregory gave such satisfaction that he was afterwards employed at\noffice work, whenever there was any pressure.\n\nA year and a half passed comfortably. At the end of twelve months, his\npay was raised another ten shillings a week.", "\"I am pleased, indeed,\" Mr. Murray said, when Gregory told him of his\nappointment. \"It is better than I even hoped. It is bad enough there,", "Gregory had, on his arrival with the brigade the day before, gone into\nthe town; and engaged a small house, in its outskirts, as the abode of", "This, Gregory felt, was almost equivalent to a death sentence; and he\nhad begun to consult the advertisements in the papers, for some post\nabroad. He had, unknown to her, applied for several situations, but\nwithout success.", "\"It is I, master. I have been in the camp three days, and have never\nhad a chance of getting near you, before.\"\n\n\"Brave fellow! good friend!\" Gregory said, and then was silent.", "Gregory is learning the duties of a large land owner, and is already\nvery popular in his part of Devonshire. The mansion in London has not" ], [ "Gregory Hilliard, now claiming to be Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley, was\nher son. Mr. Gregory Hilliard, senior, had kept an account at the bank", "When Gregory returned, therefore, he said:\n\n\"I have been thinking this matter over. What is your name?\"\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard, sir.\"", "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "Gregory, but we never ventured to say so; and our father never\nmentioned his name, from the day he left the house. Why did not your\nmother send his letter to us?\"", "in Egypt. Gregory--for the boy had been named after his father--grew up\nstrong and hearty. His mother devoted her evenings to his education.\nFrom the Negress, who was his nurse and the general servant of the", "\"Well, Gregory, we are very glad to see you, and to find that you have\ndone honour to the name. The despatch said that you have been", "\"Gregory.\"", "\"Gregory.\"", "Gregory started, as he read this. He had never had an idea that the\nname he bore was not rightly his own, and even the statement of his\ngrandfather's name had not struck him as affecting himself.", "\"I will do exactly as you tell me, Gregory. If I were alone, I could\nnot bring myself to leave without you, but I must think of the child.\"", "Mr. Tufton had on the previous day written, at Gregory's request, to\nhis aunts; saying that the son of their brother had called upon him,", "he will, in future, be known by his entire name, which is Gregory\nHilliard Hartley. I may say that the reasons he has given me for not", "Thus, at fifteen, Gregory was well grown and athletic, and had much of\nthe bearing and appearance of an English public-school boy. His mother\nhad been very particular in seeing that his manners were those of an\nEnglishman.", "Gregory, however, was in no humour to be stopped; and in an\nauthoritative voice called, \"Orderly!\"\n\nA soldier came down directly from the guard room.", "affection for me, he was absolutely furious, told his son that he never\nwished to see him again, and spoke of me in a manner that Gregory\nresented; and as a result, they quarrelled.", "A year after this conversation, Gregory was sixteen. Now tall and\nstrong, he had, for some time past, been anxious to obtain some\nemployment that would enable his mother to give up her teaching. Some", "Gregory is learning the duties of a large land owner, and is already\nvery popular in his part of Devonshire. The mansion in London has not", "As soon as this was done, they mounted and rode on. They halted in a\nquarter of an hour and, after Gregory's arm had been bound tightly to", "The story made a profound impression upon Gregory. It seemed possible\nthat the father, of whom he had no remembrance, might have been the", "\"That I cannot do,\" Gregory said. \"If I am to be killed, it is the will\nof God; but better that, a thousand times, than turn traitor!\"" ], [ "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "\"There is a boy, too--another Gregory Hilliard Hartley. She will be\nalone in the world with him, and a letter from you would be very", "\"She told me,\" Gregory went on, trying to steady his voice, \"a week\nbefore her death, that she had money here deposited in my name.\"\n\n\"That is so.\"", "Gregory Hilliard, now claiming to be Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley, was\nher son. Mr. Gregory Hilliard, senior, had kept an account at the bank", "mess, and Gregory sat down on his bed, and opened his father's\npocketbook, which he had had no opportunity to do, since it came into\nhis possession.", "A week later, Gregory was awakened by the cries of the Negro servant;\nand, running to Mrs. Hilliard's bedroom, found that his mother had", "A year after this conversation, Gregory was sixteen. Now tall and\nstrong, he had, for some time past, been anxious to obtain some\nemployment that would enable his mother to give up her teaching. Some", "passed away during the night. Burial speedily follows death in Egypt;\nand on the following day Gregory returned, heartbroken, to his lonely\nhouse, after seeing her laid in her grave.", "Gregory sat for some time before opening the other enclosure. It\ncontained an open envelope, on which was written \"To my Wife;\" and", "\"I will do exactly as you tell me, Gregory. If I were alone, I could\nnot bring myself to leave without you, but I must think of the child.\"", "Thus, at fifteen, Gregory was well grown and athletic, and had much of\nthe bearing and appearance of an English public-school boy. His mother\nhad been very particular in seeing that his manners were those of an\nEnglishman.", "As soon as the case was decided, Gregory went down again to Devonshire,\nand asked his aunts to take charge for him. This they at first said was", "Gregory had, after finishing the record, sat without moving until the\ndinner hour. It was a relief to him to know that his father had not", "Gregory, but we never ventured to say so; and our father never\nmentioned his name, from the day he left the house. Why did not your\nmother send his letter to us?\"", "allowed to interfere in any way with them; and then Gregory took his\nleave, saying that he would return, later on.", "After several attempts, however, the man produced the packet. Gregory\nopened it, with trembling hands. It contained, as the man had said, a\nlarge number of loose sheets, evidently torn from a pocketbook, and all\ncovered with close writing.", "\"Poor Gregory!\" one said, wiping her eyes, \"we were both fond of him,\nand certainly would have done all in our power to assist his widow. He", "On leaving the hotel Gregory at once made all his purchases, so as to\nget them off his mind; and then arranged for the horse in the morning.\nThen he went home, and told the old servant the change that had taken\nplace in his position.", "It was an anxious time for his wife, after Gregory started. He, and\nthose with him, had left with a feeling of confidence that the", "This, Gregory felt, was almost equivalent to a death sentence; and he\nhad begun to consult the advertisements in the papers, for some post\nabroad. He had, unknown to her, applied for several situations, but\nwithout success." ], [ "another army, and trying conclusions with the invaders again. At last,\nGregory got up and went back to his hut. He could now understand why", "He went back to the tents, and returned with a white officer, whom\nGregory at once recognized as one of those who had come up with him\nfrom Wady Halfa.", "When the convoy halted, previous to the troops marching to the attack,\nGregory, whose duties with the baggage had now ended, joined the", "Gregory Hilliard, now claiming to be Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley, was\nher son. Mr. Gregory Hilliard, senior, had kept an account at the bank", "\"Now, Mr. Hilliard,\" and he turned to Gregory, \"pray take a seat. This\nis your first experience in soldiering, I suppose?\"\n\n\"Yes, sir.\"", "Two days later Gregory, on going to the headquarters tent, was told\nthat General Hunter and his staff would start, in an hour's time, to\ninspect the camp at Kassinger.", "Gregory had accompanied Colonel Wingate, and acted as one of his staff\nofficers. He had, of course, brought his horse with him. It was an", "The sergeant looked doubtful, but went in. He returned in a minute, and\nmotioned to Gregory to follow him in. The General looked at him, from\nhead to foot.", "Gregory, however, was in no humour to be stopped; and in an\nauthoritative voice called, \"Orderly!\"\n\nA soldier came down directly from the guard room.", "and Italy; but it required a variety of qualities, difficult to obtain\nin the same person, to act as agent with the army. Gregory was exactly\nthe man required, and he was soon on excellent terms, both with the", "When Gregory returned, therefore, he said:\n\n\"I have been thinking this matter over. What is your name?\"\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard, sir.\"", "Gregory again saluted, and fell back. Three or four minutes later, the\ntwo generals separated. General Hunter came up to him, and shook him\nwarmly by the hand.", "\"We shall be glad to have you with us,\" the Colonel said. \"Every white\nofficer is worth a couple of hundred men.\"\n\nAs they sat and chatted, Gregory asked how the force had crossed the\nAtbara.", "As soon as this was done, they mounted and rode on. They halted in a\nquarter of an hour and, after Gregory's arm had been bound tightly to", "At four o'clock the troops marched. At Gregory's request, he was\nallowed to remain behind and accompany the Egyptians. He had bought for", "The first called up was a very old man. In reply to Gregory's\nquestions, he said:", "Dervishes, who were coming in in large numbers. Half a mile away, a\nsmall body of men were to be seen keeping together, firing\noccasionally. Their leader's flag was flying, and Gregory learned, from", "\"I see,\" he said, laying it down, \"you have only joined the army\ntemporarily, and with a special purpose, and I am told to utilize your", "once be sent to headquarters. Gregory had to wait nearly half an hour,\nuntil the officers who had been there before him had had their\naudience, and received their orders. He was then shown in.", "\"The fellow is a consummate ass,\" the man on Gregory's left whispered.\n\"He only got into the service as a Queen's cadet. He could no more have" ], [ "When the convoy halted, previous to the troops marching to the attack,\nGregory, whose duties with the baggage had now ended, joined the", "another army, and trying conclusions with the invaders again. At last,\nGregory got up and went back to his hut. He could now understand why", "Dervishes, who were coming in in large numbers. Half a mile away, a\nsmall body of men were to be seen keeping together, firing\noccasionally. Their leader's flag was flying, and Gregory learned, from", "Gregory had accompanied Colonel Wingate, and acted as one of his staff\nofficers. He had, of course, brought his horse with him. It was an", "As Gregory neared the party, which was some five hundred strong,\nseveral shots were fired at him. He waved a white handkerchief, and the\nfiring ceased. Two emirs rode forward to meet him.", "But the Soudanese, led by Colonels Lewis and Mason, who were\naccompanied by Gregory, leapt to their feet, ran up the low bank behind", "\"I am afraid she has,\" said Gregory; who had, all along, ridden by his\nside at the head of the party. \"I am afraid so. I hope she is not\ninjured.\"", "As soon as this was done, they mounted and rode on. They halted in a\nquarter of an hour and, after Gregory's arm had been bound tightly to", "The three men were presently brought to the spot where Gregory had\nseated himself, in the shade of one of the huts. Zaki stood beside him,\nand the four armed men took post, a short distance away.", "\"We ought to be safe now,\" Gregory said, as they dismounted. \"At any\nrate, the horses must have a rest. We have done over forty miles.\"", "He threw himself from his saddle. Scarcely had he done so when four\nshots were fired, and Gregory took a steady aim at the chief. The", "Gregory rode back to the emirs, who were slowly crossing the plain, but\nwho halted as the cavalry dashed on.\n\n\"Now, Emirs,\" he said, \"we can ride quietly back to camp.\"", "He went back to the tents, and returned with a white officer, whom\nGregory at once recognized as one of those who had come up with him\nfrom Wady Halfa.", "Two days later Gregory, on going to the headquarters tent, was told\nthat General Hunter and his staff would start, in an hour's time, to\ninspect the camp at Kassinger.", "Gregory, who was superintending the working of the Maxim nearest the\nstern, looked round at the sound of the explosion. Several of the", "Gregory, whose exertions in the fight, and the march through the scrub\nfrom Karkoj, had brought on a slight return of fever, went down in the", "Gregory grasped the Arab's wrist, and without hesitation snatched his\nown knife from the sash, and drove it deep into his assailant's body.", "Hunter, and his staff. These were in charge of a sergeant and three\nprivates, of one of the Soudanese battalions. Gregory had got up a case", "It was an anxious time for his wife, after Gregory started. He, and\nthose with him, had left with a feeling of confidence that the", "track, of some sort, to Gedareh. It was but a thirty-mile ride and, on\narriving near the village, Gregory saw that a considerable number of\nmen were assembled there. He checked his camel." ], [ "in Egypt. Gregory--for the boy had been named after his father--grew up\nstrong and hearty. His mother devoted her evenings to his education.\nFrom the Negress, who was his nurse and the general servant of the", "country. Gregory had originally intended to stay there a few months, at\nmost, but he was infected by the enthusiasm of his companion, and\nremained in Egypt for two years; when the professor was taken ill and", "were to leave, the next day, for Cairo. Gregory had met one of them,\nthat evening.", "been educated at Harrow and Cambridge; and, after leaving the\nuniversity, had gone out to Egypt with a friend of his father's, who\nwas an enthusiast in the exploration of the antiquities of that", "\"I shall be happy to come in and have a chat,\" Gregory said, \"but I do\nnot drink anything. I have been brought up in Cairo, and am accustomed\nto heat, and I find that drinking only makes one more thirsty.\"", "At four o'clock the troops marched. At Gregory's request, he was\nallowed to remain behind and accompany the Egyptians. He had bought for", "\"Colonel Parsons,\" Gregory said in English, \"I am Major Hilliard of the\nEgyptian Army, and have the honour to be the bearer of a message to\nyou, from General Rundle, now in command at Omdurman.\"", "Gregory was now employed in the transport department, and journeyed\nbackwards and forwards, with large convoys of camels, to the head of", "The latter had given a full account of Gregory's history, and said that\nthe Sirdar had especially asked him to put him in the way of things;", "of Egypt with a learned professor; but surely, as a man of good family,\nhe could have found something to do in England, instead of coming out\nto take so humble a post in Egypt.", "Gregory passed wholly unnoticed among the crowd. There was nothing to\ndistinguish him from others, and the thought that an Egyptian spy,", "A year after this conversation, Gregory was sixteen. Now tall and\nstrong, he had, for some time past, been anxious to obtain some\nemployment that would enable his mother to give up her teaching. Some", "passed away during the night. Burial speedily follows death in Egypt;\nand on the following day Gregory returned, heartbroken, to his lonely\nhouse, after seeing her laid in her grave.", "\"Quite, General. I feel thoroughly fit for work again. Allow me to\npresent to you Mr. Hilliard, who has just received a commission as\nlieutenant in the Egyptian Army. He has a letter from the Sirdar, to\nyou.\"", "department, attached to my personal staff for the present. I can tell\nyou that the Egyptian army will be largely increased, and I shall be\nable, after a time, to procure you a better appointment. When we have", "\"We moved to Cairo. Shortly after our arrival there he was, as he\nthought, fortunate in obtaining the appointment of an interpreter with", "\"We are friends!\" Gregory shouted in Arabic. \"I am an officer of the\nKhedive, and have come from Omdurman, with a message to your\ncommander.\"", "by the manager that they could spend the greater portion of their time\nat their homes. Part of Gregory's duties consisted in going off to\nvessels that came into the port with goods for the firm, and seeing to", "lived in one room. Your father saw an advertisement for a man to go out\nto the branch of a London firm, at Alexandria. Without saying a word to", "The next three weeks passed rapidly. Gregory was, on the following day,\nintroduced to the various officers of Hicks Pasha's staff; and, on" ], [ "And so, Gregory Hartley and his wife went out to Alexandria, and\nestablished themselves in three bright rooms, in the upper part of a", "Gregory Hilliard, now claiming to be Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley, was\nher son. Mr. Gregory Hilliard, senior, had kept an account at the bank", "Gregory sat for some time before opening the other enclosure. It\ncontained an open envelope, on which was written \"To my Wife;\" and", "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "Gregory was in the harbour at the time and, jumping into his boat,\nrowed to the stairs and hurried home. He found that his wife had\nalready disguised herself, and was in readiness to leave.", "Gregory, but we never ventured to say so; and our father never\nmentioned his name, from the day he left the house. Why did not your\nmother send his letter to us?\"", "Gregory had, on his arrival with the brigade the day before, gone into\nthe town; and engaged a small house, in its outskirts, as the abode of", "Cairo, after the defeat and dispersal of Arabi's force at Tel-el-Kebir,\nGregory established himself there, and was joined by his wife and\nchild.", "It was an anxious time for his wife, after Gregory started. He, and\nthose with him, had left with a feeling of confidence that the", "This, Gregory felt, was almost equivalent to a death sentence; and he\nhad begun to consult the advertisements in the papers, for some post\nabroad. He had, unknown to her, applied for several situations, but\nwithout success.", "Gregory is learning the duties of a large land owner, and is already\nvery popular in his part of Devonshire. The mansion in London has not", "A week later, Gregory was awakened by the cries of the Negro servant;\nand, running to Mrs. Hilliard's bedroom, found that his mother had", "\"I am afraid she has,\" said Gregory; who had, all along, ridden by his\nside at the head of the party. \"I am afraid so. I hope she is not\ninjured.\"", "Mahmud did not mount again, but walked with his wife to a deserted mud\nhut, two hundred yards away. There he left her, telling Gregory and\nZaki to sit down outside, and placing the four men on guard.", "Gregory ascended the stairs to his lodging with a far more elastic step\nthan usual. His wife saw at once, as he entered, that he had good news\nof some sort.\n\n\"What is it, Gregory?\"", "by the manager that they could spend the greater portion of their time\nat their homes. Part of Gregory's duties consisted in going off to\nvessels that came into the port with goods for the firm, and seeing to", "\"Then Gregory has been dead eighteen years!\" the elder of the ladies\nsaid. \"We have always hoped that he would be alive, in one of the\ncolonies, and that sooner or later he would see the advertisement that\nhad been put in the papers.\"", "\"There is a boy, too--another Gregory Hilliard Hartley. She will be\nalone in the world with him, and a letter from you would be very", "As soon as the case was decided, Gregory went down again to Devonshire,\nand asked his aunts to take charge for him. This they at first said was", "Mr. Tufton had on the previous day written, at Gregory's request, to\nhis aunts; saying that the son of their brother had called upon him," ], [ "He expressed this to Gregory.", "When Gregory returned, therefore, he said:\n\n\"I have been thinking this matter over. What is your name?\"\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard, sir.\"", "The first called up was a very old man. In reply to Gregory's\nquestions, he said:", "Gregory started, as he read this. He had never had an idea that the\nname he bore was not rightly his own, and even the statement of his\ngrandfather's name had not struck him as affecting himself.", "\"Gregory.\"", "\"Gregory.\"", "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "Mr. Tufton had on the previous day written, at Gregory's request, to\nhis aunts; saying that the son of their brother had called upon him,", "Then he went on, in English, to Gregory.", "Gregory laughed, and told him the manner in which he got at the truth.", "Gregory Hilliard, now claiming to be Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley, was\nher son. Mr. Gregory Hilliard, senior, had kept an account at the bank", "\"Well, Gregory, we are very glad to see you, and to find that you have\ndone honour to the name. The despatch said that you have been", "Gregory then told his story. When he had concluded, Captain Keppel\nsaid:", "Gregory, however, was in no humour to be stopped; and in an\nauthoritative voice called, \"Orderly!\"\n\nA soldier came down directly from the guard room.", "\"Listen to me.\"\n\n\"I am listening,\" Gregory replied.", "By the time Gregory returned, the merchant's mind was made up. He had\ncome to the conclusion that the story he had heard was a true one. The", "Gregory, but we never ventured to say so; and our father never\nmentioned his name, from the day he left the house. Why did not your\nmother send his letter to us?\"", "\"Do you know, Gregory,\" one of his aunts said that evening; \"even\nputting aside the fact that you are our nephew, we are delighted that", "Gregory is learning the duties of a large land owner, and is already\nvery popular in his part of Devonshire. The mansion in London has not", "and Italy; but it required a variety of qualities, difficult to obtain\nin the same person, to act as agent with the army. Gregory was exactly\nthe man required, and he was soon on excellent terms, both with the" ], [ "Gregory Hilliard, now claiming to be Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley, was\nher son. Mr. Gregory Hilliard, senior, had kept an account at the bank", "Hartley and Anne, his wife. A third was a copy of the register of\nbaptism of Gregory Hilliard Hartley, the son of Gregory Hilliard and", "he will, in future, be known by his entire name, which is Gregory\nHilliard Hartley. I may say that the reasons he has given me for not", "\"There is a boy, too--another Gregory Hilliard Hartley. She will be\nalone in the world with him, and a letter from you would be very", "\"Yours till death,\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard Hartley.\"\n\nGregory then opened the letter to his grandfather.\n\n\"Dear Father,", "service until her death, and she could testify that Gregory Hilliard\nHartley was the child she had nursed.", "Gregory Hartley belonged to a good family. He was the second son of the\nHonorable James Hartley, brother of the Marquis of Langdale. He had", "And so, Gregory Hartley and his wife went out to Alexandria, and\nestablished themselves in three bright rooms, in the upper part of a", "And so, Gregory Hartley married the girl of his choice. She had, for\nsome time, refused to allow him to sacrifice himself; but when she", "Mrs. Hilliard quite agreed with her husband; and accordingly, the next\nday, Gregory informed Mr. Ferguson that he would accept the three", "Gregory Hilliard Hartley and Anne Forsyth, at Saint Paul's Church,\nPlymouth; with the names of two witnesses, and the signature of the", "surname. His full name was Gregory Hilliard Hartley. He had always\nintended, when he had made a position for himself, to recur to it; and,", "When Gregory returned, therefore, he said:\n\n\"I have been thinking this matter over. What is your name?\"\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard, sir.\"", "name by which I am known, but as you are good enough to say that you\nwill mention me in despatches, I feel that I can now say that my real\nname is Gregory Hilliard Hartley.\"", "service of Mrs. Hilliard more than eighteen years before, as nurse to\nGregory Hilliard, then a child of a year old. She had been in her", "\"'Five hundred pounds reward will be given for any information\nconcerning the present abode, or death, of Gregory Hilliard Hartley; or", "Gregory Hilliard, so we have not taken false names. They were his\nChristian names. The third name, his family name, you will find when\nyou open that envelope.", "A week later, Gregory was awakened by the cries of the Negro servant;\nand, running to Mrs. Hilliard's bedroom, found that his mother had", "The judgment was that Gregory Hilliard Hartley had proved himself to be\nthe son of the late Gregory Hilliard Hartley, brother of and heir to\nthe late Marquis of Langdale, and was therefore seized of the title and\nestates.", "\"I seem to know the name,\" Colonel Lewis said. \"Gregory Hilliard\nHartley! I have certainly either heard or seen it, somewhere. May I ask\nif your father bore the same Christian names?\"" ], [ "Gregory Hilliard, now claiming to be Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley, was\nher son. Mr. Gregory Hilliard, senior, had kept an account at the bank", "country. Gregory had originally intended to stay there a few months, at\nmost, but he was infected by the enthusiasm of his companion, and\nremained in Egypt for two years; when the professor was taken ill and", "he will, in future, be known by his entire name, which is Gregory\nHilliard Hartley. I may say that the reasons he has given me for not", "were to leave, the next day, for Cairo. Gregory had met one of them,\nthat evening.", "\"Yours till death,\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard Hartley.\"\n\nGregory then opened the letter to his grandfather.\n\n\"Dear Father,", "And so, Gregory Hartley and his wife went out to Alexandria, and\nestablished themselves in three bright rooms, in the upper part of a", "in Egypt. Gregory--for the boy had been named after his father--grew up\nstrong and hearty. His mother devoted her evenings to his education.\nFrom the Negress, who was his nurse and the general servant of the", "been educated at Harrow and Cambridge; and, after leaving the\nuniversity, had gone out to Egypt with a friend of his father's, who\nwas an enthusiast in the exploration of the antiquities of that", "passed away during the night. Burial speedily follows death in Egypt;\nand on the following day Gregory returned, heartbroken, to his lonely\nhouse, after seeing her laid in her grave.", "The Sirdar had returned from Fashoda before Gregory came back, and had\nleft almost immediately for Cairo. On the day after Gregory's return,", "With a cordial shake of the hand, he said goodbye to Gregory. The\nlatter went off to his hut. He did not leave it until dusk, and then\nwent down to the boat, where Zaki had remained with the horses.", "At four o'clock the troops marched. At Gregory's request, he was\nallowed to remain behind and accompany the Egyptians. He had bought for", "\"There is a boy, too--another Gregory Hilliard Hartley. She will be\nalone in the world with him, and a letter from you would be very", "Mahmud did not mount again, but walked with his wife to a deserted mud\nhut, two hundred yards away. There he left her, telling Gregory and\nZaki to sit down outside, and placing the four men on guard.", "\"Colonel Parsons,\" Gregory said in English, \"I am Major Hilliard of the\nEgyptian Army, and have the honour to be the bearer of a message to\nyou, from General Rundle, now in command at Omdurman.\"", "surname, and went out as Gregory Hilliard. As the firm's establishment\nat Alexandria was burned, during the insurrection there, he went to", "name by which I am known, but as you are good enough to say that you\nwill mention me in despatches, I feel that I can now say that my real\nname is Gregory Hilliard Hartley.\"", "Gregory gave him an outline of the struggle, of the occupation of\nOmdurman, and of what might be called the funeral service of Gordon, at\nKhartoum. It was dark before the story was finished.", "previously mentioned, under the name of Gregory Hilliard. We always\nfile our papers, and we spent an hour after breakfast in going through\nthem. I suppose you threw up your appointment, as soon as you", "of Egypt with a learned professor; but surely, as a man of good family,\nhe could have found something to do in England, instead of coming out\nto take so humble a post in Egypt." ], [ "Gregory Hilliard, now claiming to be Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley, was\nher son. Mr. Gregory Hilliard, senior, had kept an account at the bank", "he will, in future, be known by his entire name, which is Gregory\nHilliard Hartley. I may say that the reasons he has given me for not", "\"Yours till death,\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard Hartley.\"\n\nGregory then opened the letter to his grandfather.\n\n\"Dear Father,", "surname, and went out as Gregory Hilliard. As the firm's establishment\nat Alexandria was burned, during the insurrection there, he went to", "By the time Gregory returned, the merchant's mind was made up. He had\ncome to the conclusion that the story he had heard was a true one. The", "went to the offices of Messieurs Tufton and Sons, the solicitors. He sent\nin his name as Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley.", "previously mentioned, under the name of Gregory Hilliard. We always\nfile our papers, and we spent an hour after breakfast in going through\nthem. I suppose you threw up your appointment, as soon as you", "With a cordial shake of the hand, he said goodbye to Gregory. The\nlatter went off to his hut. He did not leave it until dusk, and then\nwent down to the boat, where Zaki had remained with the horses.", "And so, Gregory Hartley married the girl of his choice. She had, for\nsome time, refused to allow him to sacrifice himself; but when she", "Gregory Hartley belonged to a good family. He was the second son of the\nHonorable James Hartley, brother of the Marquis of Langdale. He had", "\"There is a boy, too--another Gregory Hilliard Hartley. She will be\nalone in the world with him, and a letter from you would be very", "When Gregory returned, therefore, he said:\n\n\"I have been thinking this matter over. What is your name?\"\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard, sir.\"", "by the manager that they could spend the greater portion of their time\nat their homes. Part of Gregory's duties consisted in going off to\nvessels that came into the port with goods for the firm, and seeing to", "\"Now, Mr. Hilliard,\" and he turned to Gregory, \"pray take a seat. This\nis your first experience in soldiering, I suppose?\"\n\n\"Yes, sir.\"", "name by which I am known, but as you are good enough to say that you\nwill mention me in despatches, I feel that I can now say that my real\nname is Gregory Hilliard Hartley.\"", "surname. His full name was Gregory Hilliard Hartley. He had always\nintended, when he had made a position for himself, to recur to it; and,", "And so, Gregory Hartley and his wife went out to Alexandria, and\nestablished themselves in three bright rooms, in the upper part of a", "Mr. Ferguson, the manager of the branch, had at first read the letter\nthat Gregory had brought him with some doubt in his mind, as to the", "Although he had enjoyed the journey, Gregory was glad when the steamer\ndrew up against a newly constructed wharf at Merawi. Now he was to\nbegin his duties, whatever they might be.", "\"'Five hundred pounds reward will be given for any information\nconcerning the present abode, or death, of Gregory Hilliard Hartley; or" ], [ "Gregory Hilliard, now claiming to be Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley, was\nher son. Mr. Gregory Hilliard, senior, had kept an account at the bank", "he will, in future, be known by his entire name, which is Gregory\nHilliard Hartley. I may say that the reasons he has given me for not", "\"Yours till death,\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard Hartley.\"\n\nGregory then opened the letter to his grandfather.\n\n\"Dear Father,", "Gregory, but we never ventured to say so; and our father never\nmentioned his name, from the day he left the house. Why did not your\nmother send his letter to us?\"", "Gregory Hartley belonged to a good family. He was the second son of the\nHonorable James Hartley, brother of the Marquis of Langdale. He had", "affection for me, he was absolutely furious, told his son that he never\nwished to see him again, and spoke of me in a manner that Gregory\nresented; and as a result, they quarrelled.", "\"There is a boy, too--another Gregory Hilliard Hartley. She will be\nalone in the world with him, and a letter from you would be very", "When Gregory returned, therefore, he said:\n\n\"I have been thinking this matter over. What is your name?\"\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard, sir.\"", "name by which I am known, but as you are good enough to say that you\nwill mention me in despatches, I feel that I can now say that my real\nname is Gregory Hilliard Hartley.\"", "The judgment was that Gregory Hilliard Hartley had proved himself to be\nthe son of the late Gregory Hilliard Hartley, brother of and heir to\nthe late Marquis of Langdale, and was therefore seized of the title and\nestates.", "Hartley and Anne, his wife. A third was a copy of the register of\nbaptism of Gregory Hilliard Hartley, the son of Gregory Hilliard and", "A week later, Gregory was awakened by the cries of the Negro servant;\nand, running to Mrs. Hilliard's bedroom, found that his mother had", "\"'Five hundred pounds reward will be given for any information\nconcerning the present abode, or death, of Gregory Hilliard Hartley; or", "\"Your father left the house, never to enter it again. I would have\nreleased him from his promise, but he would not hear of it, and we were", "\"Now, Mr. Hilliard,\" and he turned to Gregory, \"pray take a seat. This\nis your first experience in soldiering, I suppose?\"\n\n\"Yes, sir.\"", "previously mentioned, under the name of Gregory Hilliard. We always\nfile our papers, and we spent an hour after breakfast in going through\nthem. I suppose you threw up your appointment, as soon as you", "service until her death, and she could testify that Gregory Hilliard\nHartley was the child she had nursed.", "And so, Gregory Hartley and his wife went out to Alexandria, and\nestablished themselves in three bright rooms, in the upper part of a", "surname. His full name was Gregory Hilliard Hartley. He had always\nintended, when he had made a position for himself, to recur to it; and,", "\"I will tell you why, Mr. Hartley,\" he said, in a loud voice. \"It is\nbecause, for the purpose of the war in this country, they know" ], [ "Gregory Hilliard, now claiming to be Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley, was\nher son. Mr. Gregory Hilliard, senior, had kept an account at the bank", "\"There is a boy, too--another Gregory Hilliard Hartley. She will be\nalone in the world with him, and a letter from you would be very", "service until her death, and she could testify that Gregory Hilliard\nHartley was the child she had nursed.", "Hartley and Anne, his wife. A third was a copy of the register of\nbaptism of Gregory Hilliard Hartley, the son of Gregory Hilliard and", "\"Yours till death,\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard Hartley.\"\n\nGregory then opened the letter to his grandfather.\n\n\"Dear Father,", "he will, in future, be known by his entire name, which is Gregory\nHilliard Hartley. I may say that the reasons he has given me for not", "\"'Five hundred pounds reward will be given for any information\nconcerning the present abode, or death, of Gregory Hilliard Hartley; or", "A week later, Gregory was awakened by the cries of the Negro servant;\nand, running to Mrs. Hilliard's bedroom, found that his mother had", "Gregory Hartley belonged to a good family. He was the second son of the\nHonorable James Hartley, brother of the Marquis of Langdale. He had", "And so, Gregory Hartley and his wife went out to Alexandria, and\nestablished themselves in three bright rooms, in the upper part of a", "Mrs. Hilliard quite agreed with her husband; and accordingly, the next\nday, Gregory informed Mr. Ferguson that he would accept the three", "And so, Gregory Hartley married the girl of his choice. She had, for\nsome time, refused to allow him to sacrifice himself; but when she", "Gregory Hilliard Hartley and Anne Forsyth, at Saint Paul's Church,\nPlymouth; with the names of two witnesses, and the signature of the", "surname. His full name was Gregory Hilliard Hartley. He had always\nintended, when he had made a position for himself, to recur to it; and,", "The judgment was that Gregory Hilliard Hartley had proved himself to be\nthe son of the late Gregory Hilliard Hartley, brother of and heir to\nthe late Marquis of Langdale, and was therefore seized of the title and\nestates.", "went to the offices of Messieurs Tufton and Sons, the solicitors. He sent\nin his name as Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley.", "service of Mrs. Hilliard more than eighteen years before, as nurse to\nGregory Hilliard, then a child of a year old. She had been in her", "name by which I am known, but as you are good enough to say that you\nwill mention me in despatches, I feel that I can now say that my real\nname is Gregory Hilliard Hartley.\"", "years, known Mrs. Gregory Hilliard, and was aware that she was the\nwidow of Mr. Gregory Hilliard, who joined Hicks Pasha; and that Mr.", "Gregory Hilliard, so we have not taken false names. They were his\nChristian names. The third name, his family name, you will find when\nyou open that envelope." ], [ "The first called up was a very old man. In reply to Gregory's\nquestions, he said:", "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "So far, Gregory had had no duties to perform in his capacity of\ninterpreter, for no prisoners had been taken. On the way down the", "\"You may speak to him,\" Mahmud said.\n\nZaki went round to Gregory's tent, and told him what Mahmud had said.", "A year after this conversation, Gregory was sixteen. Now tall and\nstrong, he had, for some time past, been anxious to obtain some\nemployment that would enable his mother to give up her teaching. Some", "Gregory was not long in making his choice. He selected a young fellow\nwho, although evidently exerting himself to the utmost, was clearly", "\"Many strange things happen by the will of God,\" Gregory said. \"It was\nwonderful that, sixteen years after his death, I should find my", "another army, and trying conclusions with the invaders again. At last,\nGregory got up and went back to his hut. He could now understand why", "The young lieutenant placed an eyeglass in his eye, and bowed to\nGregory.\n\n\"Have you been in this beastly country long?\" he asked.", "\"I am not old enough to take those matters into consideration,\" Gregory\nlaughed. \"I am not twenty, yet. Still, I do think that anyone", "Then he went on, in English, to Gregory.", "Gregory knew nothing of the difficulty that a young man in England has,\nin obtaining an appointment of any kind, or of fighting his way single", "Thus, at fifteen, Gregory was well grown and athletic, and had much of\nthe bearing and appearance of an English public-school boy. His mother\nhad been very particular in seeing that his manners were those of an\nEnglishman.", "By the time Gregory returned, the merchant's mind was made up. He had\ncome to the conclusion that the story he had heard was a true one. The", "When Gregory returned, therefore, he said:\n\n\"I have been thinking this matter over. What is your name?\"\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard, sir.\"", "\"That I cannot do,\" Gregory said. \"If I am to be killed, it is the will\nof God; but better that, a thousand times, than turn traitor!\"", "\"Well, Gregory, we are very glad to see you, and to find that you have\ndone honour to the name. The despatch said that you have been", "Gregory, however, was in no humour to be stopped; and in an\nauthoritative voice called, \"Orderly!\"\n\nA soldier came down directly from the guard room.", "allowed to interfere in any way with them; and then Gregory took his\nleave, saying that he would return, later on.", "\"Do you know, Gregory,\" one of his aunts said that evening; \"even\nputting aside the fact that you are our nephew, we are delighted that" ], [ "On returning to Khartoum, Colonel Wingate, at Gregory's request, told\nLord Kitchener of the discovery that had been made; and said that he", "Gregory rose, and passed through the door held open. Kitchener was\nsitting at the table with Lord Cromer. His keen glance seemed, to", "The sergeant looked doubtful, but went in. He returned in a minute, and\nmotioned to Gregory to follow him in. The General looked at him, from\nhead to foot.", "Ten minutes later, a tall man, whom Gregory recognized at once as Sir\nHerbert Kitchener, whose figure was well known in Cairo, passed through", "Having but little to do, Gregory went into the Khalifa's arsenal. This\nbuilding was full of war material of all kinds; including a perfectly", "Gregory gave him an outline of the struggle, of the occupation of\nOmdurman, and of what might be called the funeral service of Gordon, at\nKhartoum. It was dark before the story was finished.", "A year after this conversation, Gregory was sixteen. Now tall and\nstrong, he had, for some time past, been anxious to obtain some\nemployment that would enable his mother to give up her teaching. Some", "\"Thank you, sir!\" Gregory said, gratefully. \"I shall be ready to start\nin an hour.\"\n\nHe returned in high glee to his hut, for he felt certain that an\nimmediate advance was about to take place.", "Gregory knew nothing of the difficulty that a young man in England has,\nin obtaining an appointment of any kind, or of fighting his way single", "\"Thank you most deeply also, Lord Cromer!\" Gregory said with a bow, and\nthen left the room.\n\nCaptain Ewart remained there for another ten minutes. When he came out,\nhe nodded to Gregory.", "In ten minutes, he came to where General Hunter was speaking to the\nSirdar. Gregory stopped at a short distance, before the general's eyes\nfell upon him, and he gave an exclamation of pleasure.", "him. As it is an army affair, and as your father was in the Egyptian\nservice, and your mother had a pension from it, I may get him to\ninterest himself in the matter. Kitchener is down here at present, and", "The young lieutenant placed an eyeglass in his eye, and bowed to\nGregory.\n\n\"Have you been in this beastly country long?\" he asked.", "At the conclusion, General Hunter and the other officers shook hands\nwith the Sirdar, one by one. Kitchener himself was deeply moved, and", "Gregory had accompanied Colonel Wingate, and acted as one of his staff\nofficers. He had, of course, brought his horse with him. It was an", "\"There are some horsemen in pursuit, my lord. They have evidently come\nfrom Abu Klea.\"\n\nGregory looked round.", "\"I heard of it, at the time,\" the Sirdar said, and motioned to Gregory\nto come up. \"I am glad to find that you have escaped the fate we feared", "Gregory went below, and had his head shaved by one of the Soudanese;\nthen re-stained himself, from head to foot, and put on the Dervish", "\"I think that you have made a good impression. He told me, before, that\nit was a matter for Sir Herbert Kitchener, and that he was expecting\nhim in a quarter of an hour. Come and tell me the result, when you\nleave.\"", "Soon after ten, next morning, Gregory took up his place near the\nentrance to Lord Cromer's house. It was just eleven when Mr. Murray\ncame down." ], [ "On returning to Khartoum, Colonel Wingate, at Gregory's request, told\nLord Kitchener of the discovery that had been made; and said that he", "Gregory rose, and passed through the door held open. Kitchener was\nsitting at the table with Lord Cromer. His keen glance seemed, to", "\"I think that you have made a good impression. He told me, before, that\nit was a matter for Sir Herbert Kitchener, and that he was expecting\nhim in a quarter of an hour. Come and tell me the result, when you\nleave.\"", "Ten minutes later, a tall man, whom Gregory recognized at once as Sir\nHerbert Kitchener, whose figure was well known in Cairo, passed through", "him. As it is an army affair, and as your father was in the Egyptian\nservice, and your mother had a pension from it, I may get him to\ninterest himself in the matter. Kitchener is down here at present, and", "The news of the advance was signalled to General Kitchener, and the\nwhole force at once took their position, in fighting order. Believing", "not the time of year when one expects to be on the move; and if we do\ngo, it is pretty certain that it is because Kitchener has made up his", "At the conclusion, General Hunter and the other officers shook hands\nwith the Sirdar, one by one. Kitchener himself was deeply moved, and", "that an early move was contemplated; and indeed, it was only on the\n14th of March that the excitement began. That day, Kitchener received a\ntelegram ordering an immediate advance on Dongola. We had expected it", "\"I was telling Sir Herbert Kitchener, yesterday evening, that you were\ntransferred to the naval branch. He said:", "Sheik Ed Din, and Fadil, would be able to gallop off if they saw the\nbattle going against them. Colonel Kitchener had the wisdom to decide\nagainst risking the destruction of his followers by an assault against", "to think for yourself. You know that Sir Herbert Kitchener, the Sirdar,\nis pushing his way up the Nile. I have no doubt that, with your", "here; certainly we have no transport that could keep up the supply for\nthe whole force. However, all this will be settled by the Sirdar, who\nwill very shortly be with us.\"", "\"I should have thrown it up, but Lord Kitchener was good enough to give\nme six months' leave; so that, if I should fail to prove my right to", "Captain Ewart is waiting to speak to you. He came with me from Lord\nCromer's.\"", "going up for the Egyptian brigade, so that I am certain not to be kept\nthere many hours. The Sirdar has gone up to Fashoda, or I don't suppose\nI should have got leave.\"", "\"Is that all your kit?\" Captain Ewart said, as he joined him.\n\n\"Yes, sir. I hope you don't think it is too much.\"", "Soudanese have already been sent away. As Gordon said at dinner this\nevening, if he had but a score of English officers, he would be\nperfectly confident that he could resist any enemy save starvation.", "He walked down towards the river. One of the men, who had gone on while\nhe had been speaking to the sheik, ran back to meet him.\n\n\"There is a steamer coming up the river, my lord.\"", "WITH KITCHENER IN THE SOUDAN:\n\nA Story of Atbara and Omdurman\n\nby" ], [ "\"P. S. In my cabin is a tin box containing documents of importance to\nme. I shall be greatly obliged if you will take charge of these,\nuntil--as I hope will be the case--I rejoin you.\"", "them to open, though of course they were able to hammer it, and break\nit open. It contained nothing but many shining instruments, but the\nonly one that we knew the purport of was a saw. There were two boxes of", "\"'Among the things that have been brought in here is a box. Those who\nbrought it did not know what it contained, and it was too strong for", "\"This was one of them,\" the lad said, \"but it is quite dry. See, there\nis an old bucket lying at the bottom. I will look about; there may be\nsome more of them.\"", "\"All the better. There is no better drink than tea, poured out and left\nto cool, and drunk without sugar. You might take a dozen tins of", "\"We should have had to throw the other tins away, if we had gone on to\nAbu Klea,\" he said. \"It would never have done for them to be found upon\nus, if we were searched.\"", "After several attempts, however, the man produced the packet. Gregory\nopened it, with trembling hands. It contained, as the man had said, a\nlarge number of loose sheets, evidently torn from a pocketbook, and all\ncovered with close writing.", "trust, you will some day obtain. As you see, the enclosed packet is\ndirected to me. I do not think that you will find in it anything of\nimportance, to yourself. It probably contains only directions and", "When I got it home, I found that there was a pocket inside, and in it\nwas a book partly written on, and many other bits of paper.\"", "In a tightly fitting handbag he had an ample supply of food for three\ndays. Along the opening of this he had pasted a strip of paper.", "It was found that one held the water well, but from the other there was\na steady drip. They transferred the water from this to the sound bag.", "\"It was just about here,\" he said.\n\n\"It is here, my lord. I can just feel it, but I cannot get it out. I\npushed it in as far as the tips of my fingers could reach it.\"", "\"In a house where booty of all sorts was stored, I saw the chests which\nI knew were those carried by Hicks's medical officer. The one contained", "Gregory sat for some time before opening the other enclosure. It\ncontained an open envelope, on which was written \"To my Wife;\" and", "\"Now I want, before it is too late, to give you instructions. In my\ndesk you will find a sealed envelope. It contains a copy of the", "He opened a tin of preserved meat, of which he had four with him, and\nplaced it to warm near the fire.", "The gum bottle was handed round, and although nothing could be done for\nthose who had brought their provisions in hampers, three of them who\nhad, like Gregory, put their food in bags, were able to seal them up\ntightly.", "The lad had not forgotten the object with which he had come to the\nfront. After Atbara, he had questioned many of the prisoners who, from", "He opened the book that accompanied them. It was written in ink, and\nthe first few words sufficed to tell him that his search was over. It\nbegan:", "\"I have, as I told you, kept the enclosed packet, which is not to be\nopened until I have certain news of your father's death. This news, I" ], [ "Gregory, but we never ventured to say so; and our father never\nmentioned his name, from the day he left the house. Why did not your\nmother send his letter to us?\"", "affection for me, he was absolutely furious, told his son that he never\nwished to see him again, and spoke of me in a manner that Gregory\nresented; and as a result, they quarrelled.", "The story made a profound impression upon Gregory. It seemed possible\nthat the father, of whom he had no remembrance, might have been the", "\"I would rather leave them alone altogether, Mother,\" Gregory said\npassionately.", "\"Your father left the house, never to enter it again. I would have\nreleased him from his promise, but he would not hear of it, and we were", "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "allowed to interfere in any way with them; and then Gregory took his\nleave, saying that he would return, later on.", "So they parted; and Gregory rode back to the camp, with a feeling of\nmuch happiness that he had been enabled, in some way, to repay the\nkindness shown to his dead father.", "Gregory had, after finishing the record, sat without moving until the\ndinner hour. It was a relief to him to know that his father had not", "This, Gregory felt, was almost equivalent to a death sentence; and he\nhad begun to consult the advertisements in the papers, for some post\nabroad. He had, unknown to her, applied for several situations, but\nwithout success.", "With a cordial shake of the hand, he said goodbye to Gregory. The\nlatter went off to his hut. He did not leave it until dusk, and then\nwent down to the boat, where Zaki had remained with the horses.", "would not go with him, as beggars, to the father who had cast Gregory\noff; until, as he had said, she received absolute news of his death.", "mess, and Gregory sat down on his bed, and opened his father's\npocketbook, which he had had no opportunity to do, since it came into\nhis possession.", "another army, and trying conclusions with the invaders again. At last,\nGregory got up and went back to his hut. He could now understand why", "\"I will do exactly as you tell me, Gregory. If I were alone, I could\nnot bring myself to leave without you, but I must think of the child.\"", "that I say, send them. My father may, by this time, regret that he\ndrove me from home. He may be really anxious to find me, and at least", "Gregory had walked away when the Major rose, and he did not return to\nthe party. It was the first time that he had run across a bad specimen", "\"When you do go home, Gregory, you had best go first to your father's\nbrother. His address is on a paper in the envelope. He was heir to a", "by the manager that they could spend the greater portion of their time\nat their homes. Part of Gregory's duties consisted in going off to\nvessels that came into the port with goods for the firm, and seeing to", "Thus, at fifteen, Gregory was well grown and athletic, and had much of\nthe bearing and appearance of an English public-school boy. His mother\nhad been very particular in seeing that his manners were those of an\nEnglishman." ], [ "He expressed this to Gregory.", "Then he went on, in English, to Gregory.", "It was an anxious time for his wife, after Gregory started. He, and\nthose with him, had left with a feeling of confidence that the", "By the time Gregory returned, the merchant's mind was made up. He had\ncome to the conclusion that the story he had heard was a true one. The", "Gregory remained four days in London, obtaining suitable clothes. Then,\nattended by Zaki, he took his place in the Great Western for Tavistock.", "Gregory went below, and had his head shaved by one of the Soudanese;\nthen re-stained himself, from head to foot, and put on the Dervish", "Gregory was constantly sent off to investigate and decide in these\ndisputes, and was sometimes away for a week at a time. Zaki had", "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "Gregory went out, and spent the time in watching the wonderful flow of\ntraffic, and gazing into the shops; and when he returned to the office,", "Gregory kept on, till he came to the huts occupied by the fishermen,\nand men who cultivated small plots of ground. He found several who had", "country. Gregory had originally intended to stay there a few months, at\nmost, but he was infected by the enthusiasm of his companion, and\nremained in Egypt for two years; when the professor was taken ill and", "allowed to interfere in any way with them; and then Gregory took his\nleave, saying that he would return, later on.", "Gregory was now employed in the transport department, and journeyed\nbackwards and forwards, with large convoys of camels, to the head of", "Gregory had accompanied Colonel Wingate, and acted as one of his staff\nofficers. He had, of course, brought his horse with him. It was an", "Gregory laughed, and told him the manner in which he got at the truth.", "With a word of thanks, Gregory rode on. He dismounted when he reached\nthe village, and was directed to a neighbouring hut. Here Colonel", "So they parted; and Gregory rode back to the camp, with a feeling of\nmuch happiness that he had been enabled, in some way, to repay the\nkindness shown to his dead father.", "At any rate, Gregory concluded that he might find out whether any\nEuropean had arrived there, during the siege. He went down to the", "This, Gregory felt, was almost equivalent to a death sentence; and he\nhad begun to consult the advertisements in the papers, for some post\nabroad. He had, unknown to her, applied for several situations, but\nwithout success.", "and Italy; but it required a variety of qualities, difficult to obtain\nin the same person, to act as agent with the army. Gregory was exactly\nthe man required, and he was soon on excellent terms, both with the" ], [ "By the time Gregory returned, the merchant's mind was made up. He had\ncome to the conclusion that the story he had heard was a true one. The", "The first called up was a very old man. In reply to Gregory's\nquestions, he said:", "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "Thus, at fifteen, Gregory was well grown and athletic, and had much of\nthe bearing and appearance of an English public-school boy. His mother\nhad been very particular in seeing that his manners were those of an\nEnglishman.", "Then he went on, in English, to Gregory.", "He expressed this to Gregory.", "When Gregory returned, therefore, he said:\n\n\"I have been thinking this matter over. What is your name?\"\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard, sir.\"", "Gregory is learning the duties of a large land owner, and is already\nvery popular in his part of Devonshire. The mansion in London has not", "Gregory started, as he read this. He had never had an idea that the\nname he bore was not rightly his own, and even the statement of his\ngrandfather's name had not struck him as affecting himself.", "Gregory had accompanied Colonel Wingate, and acted as one of his staff\nofficers. He had, of course, brought his horse with him. It was an", "Gregory had, on his arrival with the brigade the day before, gone into\nthe town; and engaged a small house, in its outskirts, as the abode of", "and Italy; but it required a variety of qualities, difficult to obtain\nin the same person, to act as agent with the army. Gregory was exactly\nthe man required, and he was soon on excellent terms, both with the", "in Egypt. Gregory--for the boy had been named after his father--grew up\nstrong and hearty. His mother devoted her evenings to his education.\nFrom the Negress, who was his nurse and the general servant of the", "country. Gregory had originally intended to stay there a few months, at\nmost, but he was infected by the enthusiasm of his companion, and\nremained in Egypt for two years; when the professor was taken ill and", "Gregory kept on, till he came to the huts occupied by the fishermen,\nand men who cultivated small plots of ground. He found several who had", "It was an anxious time for his wife, after Gregory started. He, and\nthose with him, had left with a feeling of confidence that the", "Gregory laughed, and told him the manner in which he got at the truth.", "The story made a profound impression upon Gregory. It seemed possible\nthat the father, of whom he had no remembrance, might have been the", "another army, and trying conclusions with the invaders again. At last,\nGregory got up and went back to his hut. He could now understand why", "Gregory knew nothing of the difficulty that a young man in England has,\nin obtaining an appointment of any kind, or of fighting his way single" ], [ "in Egypt. Gregory--for the boy had been named after his father--grew up\nstrong and hearty. His mother devoted her evenings to his education.\nFrom the Negress, who was his nurse and the general servant of the", "country. Gregory had originally intended to stay there a few months, at\nmost, but he was infected by the enthusiasm of his companion, and\nremained in Egypt for two years; when the professor was taken ill and", "were to leave, the next day, for Cairo. Gregory had met one of them,\nthat evening.", "At four o'clock the troops marched. At Gregory's request, he was\nallowed to remain behind and accompany the Egyptians. He had bought for", "\"We moved to Cairo. Shortly after our arrival there he was, as he\nthought, fortunate in obtaining the appointment of an interpreter with", "A year after this conversation, Gregory was sixteen. Now tall and\nstrong, he had, for some time past, been anxious to obtain some\nemployment that would enable his mother to give up her teaching. Some", "Gregory gave such satisfaction that he was afterwards employed at\noffice work, whenever there was any pressure.\n\nA year and a half passed comfortably. At the end of twelve months, his\npay was raised another ten shillings a week.", "The latter had given a full account of Gregory's history, and said that\nthe Sirdar had especially asked him to put him in the way of things;", "passed away during the night. Burial speedily follows death in Egypt;\nand on the following day Gregory returned, heartbroken, to his lonely\nhouse, after seeing her laid in her grave.", "Gregory was now employed in the transport department, and journeyed\nbackwards and forwards, with large convoys of camels, to the head of", "Gregory knew nothing of the difficulty that a young man in England has,\nin obtaining an appointment of any kind, or of fighting his way single", "England, he married without his father's consent; and, failing to make\na living in England, he accepted a situation in Alexandria; which he", "From the first day of his arrival, Gregory was kept fully employed.\nSometimes he assisted the officer of the Intelligence Department, in", "\"Thank you, sir!\" Gregory said, gratefully. \"I shall be ready to start\nin an hour.\"\n\nHe returned in high glee to his hut, for he felt certain that an\nimmediate advance was about to take place.", "of Egypt with a learned professor; but surely, as a man of good family,\nhe could have found something to do in England, instead of coming out\nto take so humble a post in Egypt.", "Gregory gave him an outline of the struggle, of the occupation of\nOmdurman, and of what might be called the funeral service of Gordon, at\nKhartoum. It was dark before the story was finished.", "first campaign I shall, without difficulty, be able to obtain him a\npermanent appointment in the Egyptian army.'\"", "and Italy; but it required a variety of qualities, difficult to obtain\nin the same person, to act as agent with the army. Gregory was exactly\nthe man required, and he was soon on excellent terms, both with the", "Gregory went below, and had his head shaved by one of the Soudanese;\nthen re-stained himself, from head to foot, and put on the Dervish", "Cairo, after the defeat and dispersal of Arabi's force at Tel-el-Kebir,\nGregory established himself there, and was joined by his wife and\nchild." ], [ "\"He was getting on well in the firm, when the bombardment of Alexandria\ntook place. The offices and stores of his employers were burned; and,", "The rest of the day he was either in the warehouse, or carried\nmessages, and generally did such odd jobs as were required. A fortnight\nafter his arrival, one of the clerks was kept away by a sharp attack of", "all were employed in transferring valuable goods there, and the house\nwas then locked up and left to its fate. Against a mere rising of the\nrabble the latter might have been successfully defended; but there was", "\"As you say that the house and warehouse are entirely destroyed, with\nall contents, there can be nothing for you and the clerks to do; and", "the place was burned down at the time of the bombardment. Being thus\nout of harness, he became an assistant to one of the army contractors\nand, when things settled down at Cairo, obtained a berth as", "as it would take many months before they could be rebuilt, the\nemployees were ordered home; but any who chose to stay were permitted\nto do so, and received three months' pay. Your father saw that there", "property is something frightful, and most of the merchants will be\nabsolutely ruined. Fortunately, our firm were insured, pretty well up\nto the full value.\"", "So far the bank had been left alone; but it was now its turn, and the\nmob poured down upon it. As they came up, a sharp fire broke out from", "Early in the afternoon, all felt that the critical moment had\napproached. Throughout the night a fire had raged, from the opposite\nside of the great square; where several deserted houses had been broken", "by the manager that they could spend the greater portion of their time\nat their homes. Part of Gregory's duties consisted in going off to\nvessels that came into the port with goods for the firm, and seeing to", "\"This is not the house I lived in, then,\" the man said. \"The white\ntroops destroyed every house in the village; but, when they had gone, I\nbuilt another on the same spot.\"", "with her that he had quarrelled with his relations. It had always\nseemed strange to him that he should have been content to take, as she\nhad told him, an altogether subordinate position in a mercantile house", "A quarter of an hour later, he returned. That quarter of the town was\nentirely deserted, and he had pushed on until arrested by a barrier of", "that they might then destroy the house, and cut down my trees. Then I\nwent away, and did not come back until they had all gone.\"", "By the time Gregory returned, the merchant's mind was made up. He had\ncome to the conclusion that the story he had heard was a true one. The", "Then he went down to the river and, finding the Zafir lying there, went\non board. He was received as one returned from the dead by Captain", "\"They killed my mother,\" he said, \"and carried off my sisters, and\nburned our house. It will be good to fire at them. Much better this,\nbey, than to load stores at Merawi.\"", "wisdom of his principal, in sending out a man who was evidently a\ngentleman. This feeling, however, soon wore away; and he found him", "personal belongings had been long since pledged; but he had retained\none or two suits, so that he could make as good an appearance as\npossible, when he went out. The clerk had merely said, \"A gentleman", "When the first gun of the bombardment was fired, Gregory had gone up,\nwith the other employees, to the top of the house; where they commanded" ], [ "Gregory Hilliard, now claiming to be Mr. Gregory Hilliard Hartley, was\nher son. Mr. Gregory Hilliard, senior, had kept an account at the bank", "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "When Gregory returned, therefore, he said:\n\n\"I have been thinking this matter over. What is your name?\"\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard, sir.\"", "Gregory, but we never ventured to say so; and our father never\nmentioned his name, from the day he left the house. Why did not your\nmother send his letter to us?\"", "in Egypt. Gregory--for the boy had been named after his father--grew up\nstrong and hearty. His mother devoted her evenings to his education.\nFrom the Negress, who was his nurse and the general servant of the", "Gregory started, as he read this. He had never had an idea that the\nname he bore was not rightly his own, and even the statement of his\ngrandfather's name had not struck him as affecting himself.", "affection for me, he was absolutely furious, told his son that he never\nwished to see him again, and spoke of me in a manner that Gregory\nresented; and as a result, they quarrelled.", "The story made a profound impression upon Gregory. It seemed possible\nthat the father, of whom he had no remembrance, might have been the", "By the time Gregory returned, the merchant's mind was made up. He had\ncome to the conclusion that the story he had heard was a true one. The", "\"Gregory.\"", "\"Gregory.\"", "Thus, at fifteen, Gregory was well grown and athletic, and had much of\nthe bearing and appearance of an English public-school boy. His mother\nhad been very particular in seeing that his manners were those of an\nEnglishman.", "Mr. Tufton had on the previous day written, at Gregory's request, to\nhis aunts; saying that the son of their brother had called upon him,", "Gregory, however, was in no humour to be stopped; and in an\nauthoritative voice called, \"Orderly!\"\n\nA soldier came down directly from the guard room.", "\"Well, Gregory, we are very glad to see you, and to find that you have\ndone honour to the name. The despatch said that you have been", "The first called up was a very old man. In reply to Gregory's\nquestions, he said:", "the years went on. Had it not been for the promise to her husband, not\nto mention his real name or to make any application to his father\nunless absolutely assured of his death, she would, for Gregory's sake,", "Then he went on, in English, to Gregory.", "\"I will do exactly as you tell me, Gregory. If I were alone, I could\nnot bring myself to leave without you, but I must think of the child.\"", "visits with them to the harems of high Turkish officials. Visits were\nfrequently exchanged, and what with these, and the care of the boy, her\ntime was constantly occupied. She received letters from Gregory, as" ], [ "were to leave, the next day, for Cairo. Gregory had met one of them,\nthat evening.", "passed away during the night. Burial speedily follows death in Egypt;\nand on the following day Gregory returned, heartbroken, to his lonely\nhouse, after seeing her laid in her grave.", "\"She told me,\" Gregory went on, trying to steady his voice, \"a week\nbefore her death, that she had money here deposited in my name.\"\n\n\"That is so.\"", "The Sirdar had returned from Fashoda before Gregory came back, and had\nleft almost immediately for Cairo. On the day after Gregory's return,", "Gregory had, on his way up, learned a good deal as to the officers who\nwere down at Cairo for their health; and he was able to say who were", "in Egypt. Gregory--for the boy had been named after his father--grew up\nstrong and hearty. His mother devoted her evenings to his education.\nFrom the Negress, who was his nurse and the general servant of the", "Gregory sat for some time before opening the other enclosure. It\ncontained an open envelope, on which was written \"To my Wife;\" and", "her that my last thoughts and my prayers will be for her, and that I\nleave it entirely to her whether to return to England, in accordance\nwith the instructions I left her before leaving, or to remain in Cairo.", "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "As the officers who had come up with them in the train from Cairo were\nall going on, and had been told by Ewart something of Gregory's story,", "After a stay of four days at Cairo, Gregory started for England. Even\nhe, who had heard of London from his mother, was astonished at its", "Cairo, after the defeat and dispersal of Arabi's force at Tel-el-Kebir,\nGregory established himself there, and was joined by his wife and\nchild.", "A week later, Gregory was awakened by the cries of the Negro servant;\nand, running to Mrs. Hilliard's bedroom, found that his mother had", "\"Poor Gregory!\" one said, wiping her eyes, \"we were both fond of him,\nand certainly would have done all in our power to assist his widow. He", "would leave on the following day; and Gregory obtained an order for the\npassage of the two women. He then drew some money from the paymaster\nand, on his return to headquarters, gave Zaki a hundred dollars for his", "as dying suddenly, fighting to the last, and scarce conscious of pain\ntill he received a fatal wound. She had said, to Gregory, that it was", "\"Then Gregory has been dead eighteen years!\" the elder of the ladies\nsaid. \"We have always hoped that he would be alive, in one of the\ncolonies, and that sooner or later he would see the advertisement that\nhad been put in the papers.\"", "allowed to interfere in any way with them; and then Gregory took his\nleave, saying that he would return, later on.", "country. Gregory had originally intended to stay there a few months, at\nmost, but he was infected by the enthusiasm of his companion, and\nremained in Egypt for two years; when the professor was taken ill and", "\"None, sir; but of course, my mother had talked of him so often, and\nhad several photographs of him--the last taken at Cairo, before he" ], [ "Gregory sat for some time before opening the other enclosure. It\ncontained an open envelope, on which was written \"To my Wife;\" and", "to Gregory; for when he became old enough to comprehend the matter, it\nseemed to him certain that his father must have been killed. He could,\nthen, hardly understand how his mother could cling to hope.", "\"She told me,\" Gregory went on, trying to steady his voice, \"a week\nbefore her death, that she had money here deposited in my name.\"\n\n\"That is so.\"", "Gregory, but we never ventured to say so; and our father never\nmentioned his name, from the day he left the house. Why did not your\nmother send his letter to us?\"", "mess, and Gregory sat down on his bed, and opened his father's\npocketbook, which he had had no opportunity to do, since it came into\nhis possession.", "A year after this conversation, Gregory was sixteen. Now tall and\nstrong, he had, for some time past, been anxious to obtain some\nemployment that would enable his mother to give up her teaching. Some", "After several attempts, however, the man produced the packet. Gregory\nopened it, with trembling hands. It contained, as the man had said, a\nlarge number of loose sheets, evidently torn from a pocketbook, and all\ncovered with close writing.", "allowed to interfere in any way with them; and then Gregory took his\nleave, saying that he would return, later on.", "A week later, Gregory was awakened by the cries of the Negro servant;\nand, running to Mrs. Hilliard's bedroom, found that his mother had", "As soon as the case was decided, Gregory went down again to Devonshire,\nand asked his aunts to take charge for him. This they at first said was", "After remaining four days at the Manor House, Gregory went back to\ntown. A notice had already been served, upon the former claimant to the", "\"Many strange things happen by the will of God,\" Gregory said. \"It was\nwonderful that, sixteen years after his death, I should find my", "\"Yours till death,\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard Hartley.\"\n\nGregory then opened the letter to his grandfather.\n\n\"Dear Father,", "ground by his bed, opened the packet his mother had given him. The\nouter cover was in her handwriting.", "Thus, at fifteen, Gregory was well grown and athletic, and had much of\nthe bearing and appearance of an English public-school boy. His mother\nhad been very particular in seeing that his manners were those of an\nEnglishman.", "By the time Gregory returned, the merchant's mind was made up. He had\ncome to the conclusion that the story he had heard was a true one. The", "murdered; and then opened the documents that my mother had entrusted to\nme, before her death, with an injunction not to open them until I had", "Gregory had, after finishing the record, sat without moving until the\ndinner hour. It was a relief to him to know that his father had not", "the years went on. Had it not been for the promise to her husband, not\nto mention his real name or to make any application to his father\nunless absolutely assured of his death, she would, for Gregory's sake,", "as soon as possible. It was written before his death, some eighteen\nyears ago, and was intended for my mother to give to you, should she\nreturn to England. Its interest to you consists chiefly in the proof of" ], [ "and Italy; but it required a variety of qualities, difficult to obtain\nin the same person, to act as agent with the army. Gregory was exactly\nthe man required, and he was soon on excellent terms, both with the", "Gregory, however, was in no humour to be stopped; and in an\nauthoritative voice called, \"Orderly!\"\n\nA soldier came down directly from the guard room.", "Gregory had accompanied Colonel Wingate, and acted as one of his staff\nofficers. He had, of course, brought his horse with him. It was an", "another army, and trying conclusions with the invaders again. At last,\nGregory got up and went back to his hut. He could now understand why", "When the convoy halted, previous to the troops marching to the attack,\nGregory, whose duties with the baggage had now ended, joined the", "The sergeant looked doubtful, but went in. He returned in a minute, and\nmotioned to Gregory to follow him in. The General looked at him, from\nhead to foot.", "He went back to the tents, and returned with a white officer, whom\nGregory at once recognized as one of those who had come up with him\nfrom Wady Halfa.", "The first called up was a very old man. In reply to Gregory's\nquestions, he said:", "As soon as this was done, they mounted and rode on. They halted in a\nquarter of an hour and, after Gregory's arm had been bound tightly to", "From the first day of his arrival, Gregory was kept fully employed.\nSometimes he assisted the officer of the Intelligence Department, in", "Two days later Gregory, on going to the headquarters tent, was told\nthat General Hunter and his staff would start, in an hour's time, to\ninspect the camp at Kassinger.", "As Gregory had been present at all four of these battles, he was asked\nto give his opinion.", "When Gregory returned, therefore, he said:\n\n\"I have been thinking this matter over. What is your name?\"\n\n\"Gregory Hilliard, sir.\"", "\"It is I, master. I have been in the camp three days, and have never\nhad a chance of getting near you, before.\"\n\n\"Brave fellow! good friend!\" Gregory said, and then was silent.", "Gregory knew nothing of the difficulty that a young man in England has,\nin obtaining an appointment of any kind, or of fighting his way single", "Gregory gave such satisfaction that he was afterwards employed at\noffice work, whenever there was any pressure.\n\nA year and a half passed comfortably. At the end of twelve months, his\npay was raised another ten shillings a week.", "It was an anxious time for his wife, after Gregory started. He, and\nthose with him, had left with a feeling of confidence that the", "By the time Gregory returned, the merchant's mind was made up. He had\ncome to the conclusion that the story he had heard was a true one. The", "Gregory then went again to the officer who was acting as quartermaster.", "once be sent to headquarters. Gregory had to wait nearly half an hour,\nuntil the officers who had been there before him had had their\naudience, and received their orders. He was then shown in." ] ]

[ "Why does Gregory lose his inheritance?", "Where does Gregory go to find employment?", "What job does Gregory have under the army he joins?", "What is the name of Gregory's son?", "What two items is the junior Gregory left with when his mom dies?", "Whom does Junior Gregory join the army under?", "The expedition Junior Gregory is on is attacking who?", "What kind of business hires senior Gregory when he arrives in Egypt?", "In what city does Gregory's wife and junior Gregory live?", "How are the two Gregorys related?", "How many sons and daughters does Gregory Hilliard Hartley have with his wife?", "Why did Gregory Hilliard Hartley leave to Egypt?", "Why Gregory Hilliard Hartley leave the merchant firm?", "Why was Gregroy Hilliard Hartley expelled from his father's house?", "How many sons/daughters did Gregory Hilliard Hartley and his wife leave behind?", "How can the young Gregory be an interpreter?", "What is the young Gregory looking for while working underneath Lord Kitchener?", "Where is Lord Kitchener going to?", "Why is the tin box important?", "Why did Gregory's father make him leave the home?", "Where did Gregory travel to?", "Where was Gregory originally from?", "Where did Gregory obtain employment when he first got to Egypt?", "What happened to his employer's warehouse?", "What was Gregory's son's name?", "What did Cairo leave to Gregory when she died?", "When was Gregory allowed to open what his mother left him?", "What was Gregory's job in the army?" ]

[ [ "He marries a woman low on the social ladder.", "He marries someone lower on the social ladder than his father had wished." ], [ "Egypt", "A merchant firm." ], [ "Interpreter", "An interpreter." ], [ "He is also named Gregory.", "Gregory" ], [ "A small bank account and a tin box", "A small bank account and a tin box." ], [ "Lord Kitchener", "Lord Kitchener." ], [ "Dervish forces", "Dervish forces" ], [ "A merchant firm", "A merchant firm" ], [ "Cairo", "Cairo." ], [ "They are father and son.", "They are father and son." ], [ "They have 0.", "One son." ], [ "He was expelled from his father's house.", "He has knowledge of Arabic. " ], [ "The warehouse was destroyed. ", "He joins the army after the Dervishes attack and destroy his employer's warehouse." ], [ "He married a lady of lower social status.", "He married a woman lower on the social ladder." ], [ "They left behind 1 son. ", "One son." ], [ "He knows many native languages. ", "his mother made sure he learned many native languages " ], [ "His father.", "His father." ], [ "Into the Soudan.", "into the Soudan" ], [ "It holds information regarding who Gregory is. ", "it hold information about his true identity" ], [ "He married someone lower on the social ladder than him.", "he married someone his father did not approve of" ], [ "Egypt.", "Egypt" ], [ "England", "England." ], [ "A merchant firm.", "a merchant firm" ], [ "The Dervishes attacked and destroyed it.", "It was destroyed " ], [ "Gregory.", "Gregory." ], [ "A small bank account and a tin box?", "A small tin box for him to open after he knows his father is dead, and a small bank account." ], [ "When he was sure he father was dead.", "was he was sure his father was dead" ], [ "An Interpreter", "He was an interpreter." ] ]

[ [ "Paulvitch from death only to plunge him into a life of misery and\ntorture. For ten years he had been the butt of the village, beaten and", "death claimed him. Though still in his thirties, Alexis Paulvitch\ncould easily have passed for eighty. Inscrutable Nature had demanded\nof the accomplice a greater penalty than his principal had paid.", "In former years Paulvitch had been a fastidious scoundrel; but ten\nyears of hideous life among the cannibals of Africa had eradicated the", "and so now it was that Alexis Paulvitch was slowly recalling the events\nof his past life and as he did so laying at the door of the man whom he", "it and the attentions of the tribe the countenance of Alexis Paulvitch\nwas so altered that his own mother could not have recognized in the\npitiful mask he called his face a single familiar feature. A few", "those ten years had Paulvitch cursed the fate that had given to\nNicholas Rokoff death and immunity from suffering while it had meted to", "true name, and so they knew him only as Michael Sabrov, nor was there\nany resemblance between this sorry wreck and the virile, though\nunprincipled, Alexis Paulvitch of old.", "engaged a cabby to take him to the Russian's address. It was dusk when\nhe arrived. He found Paulvitch awaiting him. The man was pacing the", "In the mind of Alexis Paulvitch there lingered no thoughts of\nrevenge--only a dull hatred of the man whom he and Rokoff had tried to", "During this period Tarzan came several times to visit Paulvitch. He\nseemed anxious to purchase Ajax, and at last he told the man frankly", "He did not attempt to visit Paulvitch's room again that day, but\ninstead busied himself in other ways. He had always been well supplied", "It had been ten years since the Russian had escaped the fate of his\nfriend, the arch-fiend Rokoff, and not once, but many times during", "The day following the death of Alexis Paulvitch a youth accompanying\nhis invalid grandmother, boarded a steamer at Dover. The old lady was", "length to Paulvitch's side, where he squatted down once more;\nthereafter evincing little or no interest in any of the other men, and\napparently forgetful of his recent battle with them.", "And so Paulvitch encouraged the boy to come and see him often, and\nalways he played upon the lad's craving for tales of the savage world", "with which Paulvitch was all too familiar. He left him alone with Akut\nmuch, and it was not long until he was surprised to learn that the boy\ncould make the great beast understand him--that he had actually learned", "company fished, hunted, and explored. Paulvitch shuffled up and down\nthe beach, or lay in the shade of the great trees that skirted it. One", "when he had worked with that virtuoso of villainy, Nikolas Rokoff--but\nit at least assured Paulvitch of immunity from responsibility, placing", "Paulvitch's naturally malign disposition was aggravated by the\nweakening and warping of his mental and physical faculties through", "Paulvitch had taken to the jungle when he had seen the beasts of Tarzan\nand their savage lord swarm the deck of the Kincaid, and in his terror" ], [ "to him the events that had led up to his present position. Then it was\nthat he realized that he was floating down a great African river in a\nnative canoe--alone, wounded, and lost.", "They beat his body terribly when it was brought into the village; but\nEl Adrea did not mind. He did not feel the blows, for he was dead.", "himself. He had given up hope of returning to civilization, for since\nhis various rebuffs at the hands of those to whom he had looked for\nfriendship he had wandered so far inland as to realize that he was", "He did, and in that tongue, brokenly and haltingly, as though it had\nbeen many years since he had used it, he begged them to take him with", "Kovudoo stipulated but a single condition and that was that the\nEuropeans were to leave his village and take the girl with them as", "a friend. The abductor wounded me and I drifted down river in a\ncanoe--I was on my way back to his camp when your men seized me.\"", "them away from this awful country. Once on board the Marjorie W. the\nstranger told his rescuers a pitiful tale of privation, hardships, and", "as Kovudoo possessed. The palaver was long and tiresome, as these\nnative ceremonies always are to Europeans. Kovudoo made no mention of", "At other times he would play at meeting with white men. Then he would\nenjoy their consternation at sight of a naked white boy trapped in the\nwar togs of a black warrior and roaming the jungle with only a great\nape as his companion.", "taught. Behind he could hear the savages advancing with shouts and\ncries. He lagged further behind until the pursuers were in sight.", "And with exposure came a toughening and hardening of his smooth, white\nskin, browning now beneath the sun and wind. He had removed his pajama", "learned, easily, that the boy was traveling alone with his invalid\ngrandmother, and that their destination was a small port on the west\ncoast of Africa, a little below the equator; that their name was", "\"Wot the 'ell?\" ejaculated one of the crew.\n\n\"A white man!\" muttered the mate, and then: \"Man the oars, boys, and\nwe'll just pull over an' see what he wants.\"", "torture, extending over a period of ten years. How he happened to have\ncome to Africa he did not tell them, leaving them to assume he had", "Morison Baynes, a young man of considerable wealth who, having\nexhausted all the possibilities for pleasure offered by the capitals of\nEurope, had gladly seized upon this opportunity to turn to another", "A month passed before the head man returned--a month that had\ntransformed the savage, half-naked little tarmangani into a daintily", "account for its disappearance, for he had been entirely unconscious of\nthe falling of the little package from his pocket into the sea as he\nclambered over the ship's side into the waiting canoe that bore him to", "For a long year he led his solitary, roaming life. Occasionally he\nfell in with Akut and his tribe, hunting with them for a day or two; or", "He did not die, however. For days he lay helpless with fever, while\nAkut and the apes hunted close by that they might protect him from such", "wishes to bring home to Meriem. He says that the blacks fear him now,\nand at first sight of him the women and children run shrieking to their" ], [ "\"No, John,\" she insisted, \"I shall never give my consent to the\nimplanting in Jack's mind of any suggestion of the savage life which we\nboth wish to preserve him from.\"", "\"It is very necessary, Mr. Moore,\" she said, \"that you do everything in\nyour power to discourage this tendency in Jack, he--\"; but she got no", "\"Yes, Jane,\" he said, and his voice was husky with emotion; \"I have\nfound her, and--HIM!\"\n\n\"Where is he? Where are they?\" she demanded.", "her upturned face before he bent his head and kissed her. Then, more\nseriously, he continued: \"You have never told Jack anything concerning", "She did not reply. She did not know what to say. She knew nothing of\nlove. She had never given it a thought; but she did know that it was", "It was evening before the subject was again referred to and then it was\nraised by Jack himself. He had been sitting, curled in a large chair,\nreading, when he suddenly looked up and addressed his father.", "Patting the boy's cheek affectionately, the mother shook her head\nnegatively. \"No, Jack,\" she said; \"you know I do not approve of such\nexhibitions.\"", "older the boy should be king as his father had before him. But Jack\nwas obdurate. He insisted that he wanted to see white men again. He", "\"I do not love you,\" she cried. \"Oh, please do not make me hate you.\nYou are the only one who has shown kindness toward me, and I want to\nlike you, but I cannot love you.\"", "\"You love me?\" she said. \"You will marry me when we have reached\nLondon?\"\n\n\"I swear it,\" he cried.", "her head in a most positive manner, and turning to Mr. Moore asked him\nif it was not time that he and Jack were in the study for the morning\nrecitations. When the two had left she turned toward her husband.", "hand against him and pushed him gently away, as much as to say, not\nyet. What she did mean she scarcely knew. She thought that she loved", "thought of it. Jack pleaded with his mother; but all unavailingly.\nShe was obdurate, and at last the lad appeared to acquiesce in his", "\"John,\" she said, \"something must be done to discourage Jack's tendency\ntoward anything that may excite the cravings for the savage life which", "Kneeling upon him, Jack tore strips from a sheet and bound the man's\nhands behind his back. Then he rolled him over and stuffed a gag of the", "Tarzan visited Akut the following day, but though Jack begged to be\nallowed to accompany him he was refused. This time Tarzan saw the", "that he must exercise the greatest care to prevent Jack visiting the\nmusic hall where Ajax was being shown. So, when he opened the boy's\ndoor at about half after nine, he was greatly excited, though not", "have had the courage to have refused uselessly to expose the girl to\ndanger. He would not have thought of himself at all; but the egotism", "The girl shook her head. \"They could not bring him, for he would kill\nthem, as all men have tried to kill him. I am afraid. Let me go,\nBwana.\"", "you Jane to have the right to cry 'shame!'\" and John Clayton, Lord\nGreystoke, put an arm about his wife, laughing good-naturedly down into" ], [ "It was evening before the subject was again referred to and then it was\nraised by Jack himself. He had been sitting, curled in a large chair,\nreading, when he suddenly looked up and addressed his father.", "In the meantime Jack was enjoying to the full the stolen pleasures of\nthe music hall. He had reached the temple of mirth just as Ajax's act", "older the boy should be king as his father had before him. But Jack\nwas obdurate. He insisted that he wanted to see white men again. He", "this was true until he learned, several days subsequent to the tragedy,\nthat his son Jack had not reported at the public school en route for\nwhich they had seen him safely ensconced in a railway carriage. Even", "escaped with his life. All that saved him was the accidental presence\nof Jack Clayton, who had been permitted to visit the animal in the\ndressing room reserved for him at the music hall, and had immediately", "He had never seen a lion--his mother had gone to great pains to prevent\nit. But he had devoured countless pictures of them, and now he was", "The boy followed close upon his heels, his every sense upon the alert,\nhis nerves keyed to the highest pitch of excitement. This was life!", "ever again enters his mind until the hours of study and recitation once\nmore arrive. His sole interests seem to be feats of physical prowess\nand the reading of everything that he can get hold of relative to", "floor nervously. The ape was tied with a stout cord to the bed. It\nwas the first time that Jack had ever seen Ajax thus secured. He", "with money, so that when necessity demanded he had no difficulty in\ncollecting several hundred pounds. Some of this money he invested in\nvarious strange purchases which he managed to smuggle into the house,", "that he must exercise the greatest care to prevent Jack visiting the\nmusic hall where Ajax was being shown. So, when he opened the boy's\ndoor at about half after nine, he was greatly excited, though not", "from his lip. His only expression was one of interested attention--he\nwas trying to discover what the girl was doing. Suddenly a broad grin", "Kneeling upon him, Jack tore strips from a sheet and bound the man's\nhands behind his back. Then he rolled him over and stuffed a gag of the", "When Tarzan returned home Jack was all excitement to hear the details\nof his visit, and finally suggested that his father buy the ape and", "For a time Jack was angry; but when he had been without the jacket for\na short while he began to realize that being half-clothed is infinitely", "As was true of the general public, his chief interest in the matter\ncentered about the mysterious disappearance of the slayer. Or at least", "The men were delighted with him. They gathered about, asking Paulvitch\nmany questions, and examining his companion. The Russian told them", "Jack leaped behind a tree, unhit. Days of panic ridden flight through\nthe jungle had filled Carl Jenssen and Sven Malbihn with jangling", "It was the sight of these that filled Captain Armand Jacot with the\npleasurable satisfaction of a duty well-performed. For a long, hot,", "shells and a shiny, new jack knife from New Jersey. And all but Meriem\nwere more than pleased with the bargain." ], [ "The ape gave one look at the English lord, and then leaped toward him,\ncalling out in excited jabbering. The man, his eyes going wide in\nastonishment, stopped as though turned to stone.", "the stage after having discovered Tarzan. It was as though the beast\nhad suffered himself to be brought from his jungle home and exhibited\nbefore thousands of curious spectators for the sole purpose of", "Instantly the bull swung about, lowered his burden to the ground and,\ntrumpeting savagely, prepared to defend his comrade. The ape-man,\nrecognizing the girl's voice, felt a sudden lump in his throat.", "a chair was standing ready at the ape's side to defend his new found\nfriend. There was no longer a smile upon his handsome face. In his\ngray eyes was an expression which gave the trainer pause, and beside", "The trainer stepped forward. The ape bared his fangs, growling.\n\n\"Go with him, Akut,\" said Tarzan of the Apes. \"I will come and see you\ntomorrow.\"", "During this period Tarzan came several times to visit Paulvitch. He\nseemed anxious to purchase Ajax, and at last he told the man frankly", "was commencing, and having purchased a box seat was now leaning\nbreathlessly over the rail watching every move of the great ape, his\neyes wide in wonder. The trainer was not slow to note the boy's", "When Tarzan returned home Jack was all excitement to hear the details\nof his visit, and finally suggested that his father buy the ape and", "upon the shaggy arm of his visitor. The ape, grasping the boy by\neither shoulder, peered long and earnestly into his face, while the", "Almost at once the other ape reached his companion's side. He made a\nlunge at Meriem; but her captor swung her to one side, bared his", "followed, for from the lips of the Englishman flowed the gutturals of\nan ape that were answered in kind by the huge anthropoid that now clung\nto him.", "Slowly the ape permitted itself to be led to one side, nor did it show\nthe slightest indication of a desire to harm the Russian. The captain\ncame to a halt a few paces from the odd pair.", "\"Quick, Tantor!\" shouted the ape-man, and the beast swung him to his\nhead. \"Hurry!\" and the mighty pachyderm lumbered off through the", "approached him the ape half rose and waddled forward to meet him. Upon\nhis countenance was the same strange, searching expression that had\nmarked his scrutiny of each of the sailors he had first encountered.", "When the boy saw the ape he hastened forward to exhibit his trophies.\nProudly he called attention to each of his newly won possessions.\nBoastfully he recounted the details of his exploit.", "last he had seen her. Then the coming of the young Englishman recalled\nthe scene he had witnessed in the little clearing, and a wave of misery\nswept over the ape man.", "At the sound Paulvitch looked up. His hideous face went white with\nterror--the ape was free.", "He came when Korak called. He wound his trunk about the ape-man's body\nand lifted him to his broad neck in response to a gesture, and there", "The killing of the friendless old Russian, Michael Sabrov, by his great\ntrained ape, was a matter for newspaper comment for a few days. Lord", "The thought filled the old ape with sorrow. He loved the boy as he had\nloved the father, with the loyalty and faithfulness of a hound for its" ], [ "It was evening before the subject was again referred to and then it was\nraised by Jack himself. He had been sitting, curled in a large chair,\nreading, when he suddenly looked up and addressed his father.", "At last he hit upon a plan. He would attract her attention, and\nreassure her by a smiling greeting from a greater distance. Silently", "Kneeling upon him, Jack tore strips from a sheet and bound the man's\nhands behind his back. Then he rolled him over and stuffed a gag of the", "slowly but steadily increasing to the proportions of roars. Akut knew\nthat he was planning an attack upon them. The old ape did not wish to", "For a time Jack was angry; but when he had been without the jacket for\na short while he began to realize that being half-clothed is infinitely", "older the boy should be king as his father had before him. But Jack\nwas obdurate. He insisted that he wanted to see white men again. He", "it he tried to reason out his future plan of action. In his heart was\na great desire to follow the man and slay him; but ever there rose in", "this was true until he learned, several days subsequent to the tragedy,\nthat his son Jack had not reported at the public school en route for\nwhich they had seen him safely ensconced in a railway carriage. Even", "Presently the man hit upon a scheme. \"Pretend to go away,\" he called\nto the girl. \"Keep down wind from us so that Tantor won't get your", "Well, he would utilize the man's plans to his own end. He, too, must\nkeep out of the clutches of his host.", "She kept her own counsel however, planning to escape at the first\nopportunity when she might have a sufficient start of her captor, as", "practically the same thing he had been planning upon himself. It had\nsounded brutal and criminal from the lips of the rough trader; but\nnevertheless the young Englishman saw that with Hanson's help and his", "floor nervously. The ape was tied with a stout cord to the bed. It\nwas the first time that Jack had ever seen Ajax thus secured. He", "torture and privation. From cold, calculating, highly intelligent\nperversity it had deteriorated into the indiscriminating, dangerous\nmenace of the mentally defective. His plan, however, was sufficiently", "In the meantime Jack was enjoying to the full the stolen pleasures of\nthe music hall. He had reached the temple of mirth just as Ajax's act", "In his primitive brain revolved various fiendish plans for a revenge\nthat he would not have the courage to put into effect when the test\ncame and he stood face to face with one of the dominant race.", "The old men eyed him in silence for a long time. He was trying to fix\nin his own mind some form of torture that would gratify his rage and", "Korak advanced to meet the monster. He, too, was growling. In his\nmind a plan was revolving. To close with this powerful, untired brute", "Slowly Mr. Moore staggered to his feet. His gaze wandered about the\nroom. Gradually he collected his scattered wits. The details of his\nrecent harrowing experience returned to him.", "He circled about into the forest that he might again be down wind from\nhis victims, for should they get his scent he could not hope to" ], [ "\"The great apes!\" he growled. \"They dance the Dum-Dum. Come, Korak,\nson of Tarzan, let us go to our people.\"", "\"Jack!\" cried the white giant, kneeling at the ape-man's side.", "The ape gave one look at the English lord, and then leaped toward him,\ncalling out in excited jabbering. The man, his eyes going wide in\nastonishment, stopped as though turned to stone.", "Akut and return him to his jungle home, and to this the mother\nassented. Jack asked to be allowed to visit the ape, but again he was", "were two and they were great apes--Korak and Akut. To her Korak was an\nape--a Mangani, for as such the three always described themselves. Man", "Now he turned toward Akut. \"Come!\" he said, in the language of the\ngreat apes.", "\"The ape knew you,\" he said, \"and you spoke together in the ape's\ntongue. How did the ape know you, and how did you learn his language?\"", "\"You are a Tarmangani,\" she replied. \"The Mangani are covered with\nhair--you would call them apes.\"\n\n\"Then Korak was a white man?\" he asked.", "When the apes had filled their bellies and many of them had sought the\nbases of the trees to curl up in sleep Akut plucked Korak by the arm.", "creatures to whom he might look for companionship--the great apes. For\nmonths the two had wandered eastward, deeper and deeper into the", "described the white man in their language, did not fit them all.\nGomangani--great black ape, or Negro--described none of them so they\ncalled themselves plain Mangani.", "The trainer stepped forward. The ape bared his fangs, growling.\n\n\"Go with him, Akut,\" said Tarzan of the Apes. \"I will come and see you\ntomorrow.\"", "\"There are the great apes,\" he said. \"They only will be the friends of\nAkut's friend. Only the great apes will welcome the son of Tarzan.", "Korak spoke to her in the language of the apes; but she shook her head,\nand spoke to him in the language of the Arab, which was as", "of apes. He tried to dissuade the boy, telling him that soon they\nshould come upon a tribe of their own folk where some day when he was", "of coming to close quarters with these mighty ape-men, seized Meriem\nand called upon his warriors to retreat. For a time the apes followed", "He did not die, however. For days he lay helpless with fever, while\nAkut and the apes hunted close by that they might protect him from such", "floor nervously. The ape was tied with a stout cord to the bed. It\nwas the first time that Jack had ever seen Ajax thus secured. He", "Months before Akut had given the boy a name of his own choosing, since\nhe could not master the man given name of Jack. Korak is as near as it", "And from the baboons came a great chorus: \"We will do what you say,\nKorak.\"" ], [ "older the boy should be king as his father had before him. But Jack\nwas obdurate. He insisted that he wanted to see white men again. He", "this was true until he learned, several days subsequent to the tragedy,\nthat his son Jack had not reported at the public school en route for\nwhich they had seen him safely ensconced in a railway carriage. Even", "It was evening before the subject was again referred to and then it was\nraised by Jack himself. He had been sitting, curled in a large chair,\nreading, when he suddenly looked up and addressed his father.", "and that he had at last acquainted the boy with the facts of his jungle\nlife. The mother, who had long foreseen that her son must some time\nknow of those frightful years during which his father had roamed the", "For a time Jack was angry; but when he had been without the jacket for\na short while he began to realize that being half-clothed is infinitely", "that he must exercise the greatest care to prevent Jack visiting the\nmusic hall where Ajax was being shown. So, when he opened the boy's\ndoor at about half after nine, he was greatly excited, though not", "They did not see him, for they were not looking among the branches of\nthe trees for human quarry. The lad kept just ahead of them. For a\nmile perhaps they continued the search, and then they turned back", "in which he had been accustomed to carry it. It was not there! Slowly\nat first and at last frantically he searched through the remaining", "And at last the much dreamed of moment came. They were passing through\na tangled forest when the boy's sharp eyes discovered from the lower", "The boy followed close upon his heels, his every sense upon the alert,\nhis nerves keyed to the highest pitch of excitement. This was life!", "It was a pale-faced man who rushed into the Greystoke library to\nannounce that he had found Jack's door locked and had been able to", "He had become at last a creature of marvelous physical powers and\nmental cunning. He was still but a boy, yet so great was his strength", "of hunger; of cold; of intense heat; of nakedness and fear and\nsuffering. He told him of all those things that seem most horrible to\nthe creature of civilization in the hope that the knowledge of them", "Kneeling upon him, Jack tore strips from a sheet and bound the man's\nhands behind his back. Then he rolled him over and stuffed a gag of the", "In the meantime Jack was enjoying to the full the stolen pleasures of\nthe music hall. He had reached the temple of mirth just as Ajax's act", "the water. The boy's heart leaped within his breast at sight of\nthem--for over a month he had seen no human being. What if these were", "his hand was already half way beneath the pillow when the thick cloud\nthat had obscured the moon rolled aside and the room was flooded with\nlight. At the same instant the boy opened his eyes and looked straight", "\"I am astonished,\" cried Mr. Moore; but a moment later he was\ninfinitely more astonished, for the boy, approaching close to him,", "floor nervously. The ape was tied with a stout cord to the bed. It\nwas the first time that Jack had ever seen Ajax thus secured. He", "after a considerable search through a section of London which he had\nnever before visited, he found the smelly little quarters of the\npock-marked old man. The old fellow himself replied to his knocking," ], [ "And so Meriem entered the jungle with Korak, trusting, in her childish\ninnocence, the stranger who had befriended her, and perhaps influenced", "To Meriem, in her new home, the days passed quickly. At first she was\nall anxiety to be off into the jungle searching for her Korak. Bwana,", "\"We will go together,\" replied Meriem. \"Come!\" And she led the way\nback toward the tent in which they last had seen Korak. As they went", "\"Meriem!\" he whispered.\n\n\"Korak! My Korak!\" came an answering cry, subdued by fear of alarming\nher captors, and half stifled by a sob of joyful welcome.", "What wonder then that Meriem loved her Korak? But she loved him as a\nlittle sister might love a big brother who was very good to her. As\nyet she knew naught of the love of a maid for a man.", "Meriem, dazed by the unexpected sight of Korak whom she had long given\nup as dead, permitted herself to be led away by Baynes. Among the", "Meriem spent an evening and a night of unmitigated terror. Korak and\nAkut led her along dizzy ways as they searched for food. Once they hid", "And Meriem? She was a woman. It is woman's divine right to love.\nAlways she had loved Korak. He was her big brother. Meriem alone", "\"His eyes and hair, did you notice them?\" Bwana spoke rapidly, almost\nexcitedly. It was Meriem who answered him.\n\n\"Korak's hair is black and his eyes are gray,\" she said.", "It was on the fourth day that Meriem began definitely to give up hope.\nSomething had happened to Korak. She knew it. He would never come", "Meriem decided that she would feign slumber and play a joke on Korak.\nSo she lay very still with eyes tightly closed. She heard the two", "eaten. With the conviction that Meriem was dead there surged through\nKorak's brain a wave of blood red rage against those he believed to be", "One little arm crept about his waist and together they walked toward\nthe palisade. Beneath the great tree that had harbored Korak while he\nwatched the girl at play he lifted her in his arms and throwing her", "\"Korak goes,\" he shouted; \"but he will return and take you from the\nGomangani. Good-bye, my Meriem. Korak will come for you again.\"", "Meriem at first insisted upon setting forth herself in search of Korak,\nbut Bwana prevailed upon her to wait. He would go himself, he assured", "\"Little Geeka,\" said Meriem, \"our Korak has been gone for a long time\ntoday. We miss him, little Geeka, do we not? It is dull and lonesome", "he hid it from her. Finding that the night damp and chill caused her\ndiscomfort and even suffering, Korak constructed a tight little shelter\nhigh among the swaying branches of a giant tree. Here little Meriem", "to Meriem and Korak. Back in the uttermost recesses of his little\nbrain something was stirring--something which the sight and smell of", "forth his rage to the world. Meriem was almost at Korak's side when\nTantor saw the long knife in her hand, and then he broke forth from the", "Quickly the man cut the bonds that held Korak, and as the youth leaped\nto his feet and threw his arms about his father, the older man turned\ntoward Meriem." ], [ "All of this happened some three years before the opening of this tale.\nThe trail of Achmet ben Houdin and his accomplices is a matter of", "A year had passed since the white men had fired upon the lad and driven\nhim back into the jungle to take up his search for the only remaining", "A year had passed since the two Swedes had been driven in terror from\nthe savage country where The Sheik held sway. Little Meriem still", "today. If the youth thought of his past and of those who longed for\nhim in the distant metropolis it was in a detached and impersonal sort\nof way as though that other life belonged to another creature than", "further. A loud \"Whoop!\" from the direction of the window brought them\nboth to their feet. The room was upon the second floor of the house,\nand opposite the window to which their attention had been attracted was", "inside. He reported the fact to Herr Skopf, the proprietor, who at\nonce made his way to the second floor where he, too, pounded vigorously", "wondered if they expected him to live on nothing for a year. The bites\nof the vermin grew less annoying though not less numerous. The Hon.", "For many months the strange life of the three went on unmarked by any\nunusual occurrences. At least without any occurrences that seemed", "to him the events that had led up to his present position. Then it was\nthat he realized that he was floating down a great African river in a\nnative canoe--alone, wounded, and lost.", "chosen his time well. Yet she screamed, loud and shrill, once, twice,\na third time, before Malbihn could leap across the tent and throttle", "in the past. In the other were too many untried elements. He was in\nno hurry for the money--he could wait a year, or two years if", "\"Come!\" he said, and the two left the theater. Neither spoke for\nseveral minutes after they had entered the limousine. It was the boy\nwho broke the silence.", "them away from this awful country. Once on board the Marjorie W. the\nstranger told his rescuers a pitiful tale of privation, hardships, and", "A month passed before the head man returned--a month that had\ntransformed the savage, half-naked little tarmangani into a daintily", "It was evening before the subject was again referred to and then it was\nraised by Jack himself. He had been sitting, curled in a large chair,\nreading, when he suddenly looked up and addressed his father.", "feared her, and when her brief story had been narrated and the woman\ncame and put her arms about her and kissed her and called her \"poor", "of hunger; of cold; of intense heat; of nakedness and fear and\nsuffering. He told him of all those things that seem most horrible to\nthe creature of civilization in the hope that the knowledge of them", "Where had it been taken? How had it come into the possession of this\nman? Why had it been reproduced in a newspaper? What was the story\nthat the faded type told of it?", "A week before, he had come upon them. In the ensuing battle he had\nlost two of his own men, but the punishment inflicted upon the", "and that he had at last acquainted the boy with the facts of his jungle\nlife. The mother, who had long foreseen that her son must some time\nknow of those frightful years during which his father had roamed the" ], [ "with which Paulvitch was all too familiar. He left him alone with Akut\nmuch, and it was not long until he was surprised to learn that the boy\ncould make the great beast understand him--that he had actually learned", "it and the attentions of the tribe the countenance of Alexis Paulvitch\nwas so altered that his own mother could not have recognized in the\npitiful mask he called his face a single familiar feature. A few", "The men were delighted with him. They gathered about, asking Paulvitch\nmany questions, and examining his companion. The Russian told them", "At the sound Paulvitch looked up. His hideous face went white with\nterror--the ape was free.", "and so now it was that Alexis Paulvitch was slowly recalling the events\nof his past life and as he did so laying at the door of the man whom he", "toward her, as though to seize her. She shrank still further away.\nAkut's eyes were busy drinking in the humor of the situation--he did", "The lad, horrified, sprang from the bed to lean over the body of the\nman. He knew that Akut had killed in his defense, as he had killed", "death claimed him. Though still in his thirties, Alexis Paulvitch\ncould easily have passed for eighty. Inscrutable Nature had demanded\nof the accomplice a greater penalty than his principal had paid.", "His movement gave the girl a little start--she had forgotten Akut for\nthe moment. Again she shrank from him. The beast saw that she feared", "Akut grunted, blinked his blood-shot eyes, and turned toward the body\nof Sheeta. Standing erect upon it he threw out his great chest, raised", "engaged a cabby to take him to the Russian's address. It was dusk when\nhe arrived. He found Paulvitch awaiting him. The man was pacing the", "There came a sudden interruption. It was from Akut--a sudden, low\ngrowl, no louder than those he had been giving vent to the while he", "looked questioningly at Paulvitch. The man, mumbling, explained that\nhe believed the animal had guessed that he was to be sent away and he\nfeared he would attempt to escape.", "During this period Tarzan came several times to visit Paulvitch. He\nseemed anxious to purchase Ajax, and at last he told the man frankly", "branch, and from the terrified glances she cast in his direction that\nshe was hopelessly unfit. By all the ethics of Akut's training and", "\"Ah,\" thought Akut, \"The Killer has taken a mate,\" and so, obedient to\nthe tribal laws of his kind, he left them alone, becoming suddenly", "In former years Paulvitch had been a fastidious scoundrel; but ten\nyears of hideous life among the cannibals of Africa had eradicated the", "It was Akut, and instantly he commenced leaping and bounding about the\ntrio, uttering hideous shrieks and mouthings that to any other human", "The Killer moved to Akut's side. Meriem was just behind them. The\nthree stood like carved statues gazing into the leafy tangle of the", "\"Akut!\" he thought. \"Good! Tantor knew Akut well. He would let him\napproach.\" Raising his voice Korak replied to the call of the ape; but" ], [ "It was evening before the subject was again referred to and then it was\nraised by Jack himself. He had been sitting, curled in a large chair,\nreading, when he suddenly looked up and addressed his father.", "older the boy should be king as his father had before him. But Jack\nwas obdurate. He insisted that he wanted to see white men again. He", "escaped with his life. All that saved him was the accidental presence\nof Jack Clayton, who had been permitted to visit the animal in the\ndressing room reserved for him at the music hall, and had immediately", "For a time Jack was angry; but when he had been without the jacket for\na short while he began to realize that being half-clothed is infinitely", "this was true until he learned, several days subsequent to the tragedy,\nthat his son Jack had not reported at the public school en route for\nwhich they had seen him safely ensconced in a railway carriage. Even", "Kneeling upon him, Jack tore strips from a sheet and bound the man's\nhands behind his back. Then he rolled him over and stuffed a gag of the", "\"Where is Jack?\" was John Clayton's first question, and then; \"Who did\nthis?\" as the memory of Rokoff and the fear of a second abduction\nseized him.", "\"I admire your candor, Jack,\" he said. \"Permit me to be candid, as\nwell. If you go to see Ajax without permission, I shall punish you. I", "her upturned face before he bent his head and kissed her. Then, more\nseriously, he continued: \"You have never told Jack anything concerning", "Tarzan visited Akut the following day, but though Jack begged to be\nallowed to accompany him he was refused. This time Tarzan saw the", "In the meantime Jack was enjoying to the full the stolen pleasures of\nthe music hall. He had reached the temple of mirth just as Ajax's act", "\"Jack!\" cried the white giant, kneeling at the ape-man's side.", "Jack leaped behind a tree, unhit. Days of panic ridden flight through\nthe jungle had filled Carl Jenssen and Sven Malbihn with jangling", "\"It is very necessary, Mr. Moore,\" she said, \"that you do everything in\nyour power to discourage this tendency in Jack, he--\"; but she got no", "floor nervously. The ape was tied with a stout cord to the bed. It\nwas the first time that Jack had ever seen Ajax thus secured. He", "Months before Akut had given the boy a name of his own choosing, since\nhe could not master the man given name of Jack. Korak is as near as it", "Jack was disheartened and sad. He had not entirely recovered from the\ndepressing effect of the unfriendly reception he had received at the", "no remorse. The fellow had earned his fate. Jack's regret on this\nscore was due mainly to the effect which the death of Condon had had", "that he must exercise the greatest care to prevent Jack visiting the\nmusic hall where Ajax was being shown. So, when he opened the boy's\ndoor at about half after nine, he was greatly excited, though not", "It was a pale-faced man who rushed into the Greystoke library to\nannounce that he had found Jack's door locked and had been able to" ], [ "to return to England upon the next steamer. He was endeavoring to make\nit plain to the old lady that she might remain in Africa if she wished\nbut that for his part his conscience demanded that he return to his", "\"I am going back with Bwana,\" she announced.\n\nThe black shook his head. \"No!\" he announced. \"Bwana says I take you\nhome. So I take you home.\"", "The girl shook her head. \"They could not bring him, for he would kill\nthem, as all men have tried to kill him. I am afraid. Let me go,\nBwana.\"", "escapade that had brought him to Africa. His love of father and mother\nwas strong within him, too strong to permit unalloyed happiness which", "\"Go!\" she called. \"Make your way back to Bwana and bring help. My\nplace is here. You can do no good remaining. Get away while you can\nand bring the Big Bwana back with you.\"", "experience with the two Swedes had unbalanced her mind but as the days\npassed and he became better acquainted with her and able to observe her\nunder the ordinary conditions of the quiet of his African home he was", "palpitated with fear. Often had she wished to run away from the\ncruelties of The Sheik and Mabunu; but the dangers of the jungle always\nhad deterred her.", "had left them. Oh, John, I cannot bear to lose her, too!\" And Lady\nGreystoke broke down and wept, as she pillowed her head upon the broad", "\"Let me go,\" cried the girl. \"I ask nothing of you, but that you let\nme go back to the Big Bwana.\"", "Nothing could prevail upon them to remain longer in this country. They\nwould not even return to the village for their belongings. Instead\nthey insisted upon continuing their flight until they had put many", "owed Bwana and My Dear, was both proud and sensitive, so that Bwana's\naction in sending Baynes away and giving her no opportunity to explain", "The Negro assented with a grunt. He had no desire to follow this\nstrange white man who was afraid at night; he had less to remain at the", "She did not reply. She did not know what to say. She knew nothing of\nlove. She had never given it a thought; but she did know that it was", "lead me to her. I took him at once to Admiral d'Arnot, whom I knew had\ntraveled some in Central Africa. The man's story led the Admiral to", "\"Bwana\" and \"My Dear,\" as she first heard them called and continued to\ncall them, were as father and mother to her. Once her savage fears", "You have seen that men want nothing of you. Let us go now and continue\nour search for the great apes--our people.\"", "\"It cannot be, Akut,\" he said; \"but if you would return, I shall see\nthat it is done. You could not be happy here--I may not be happy\nthere.\"", "wishes to bring home to Meriem. He says that the blacks fear him now,\nand at first sight of him the women and children run shrieking to their", "\"Where is she?\" she asked, her voice trembling. \"Muviri told me that\nshe disobeyed your instructions and ran off into the jungle after you", "by antagonizing the Arab in an attempt to take her away and return her\nto her English friends. No longer did the Hon. Morison harbor thoughts\nof luring the girl to London." ], [ "with which Paulvitch was all too familiar. He left him alone with Akut\nmuch, and it was not long until he was surprised to learn that the boy\ncould make the great beast understand him--that he had actually learned", "Tarzan visited Akut the following day, but though Jack begged to be\nallowed to accompany him he was refused. This time Tarzan saw the", "Akut and return him to his jungle home, and to this the mother\nassented. Jack asked to be allowed to visit the ape, but again he was", "Akut raised objections to this plan. He did not wish to be separated\nfrom Korak. At first he refused to leave his human friend for the", "He did not die, however. For days he lay helpless with fever, while\nAkut and the apes hunted close by that they might protect him from such", "engaged a cabby to take him to the Russian's address. It was dusk when\nhe arrived. He found Paulvitch awaiting him. The man was pacing the", "In London, Paulvitch went directly with his prize to a certain famous\nanimal trainer. This man was much impressed with Ajax with the result", "And so Paulvitch encouraged the boy to come and see him often, and\nalways he played upon the lad's craving for tales of the savage world", "During this period Tarzan came several times to visit Paulvitch. He\nseemed anxious to purchase Ajax, and at last he told the man frankly", "When the apes had filled their bellies and many of them had sought the\nbases of the trees to curl up in sleep Akut plucked Korak by the arm.", "The lad, horrified, sprang from the bed to lean over the body of the\nman. He knew that Akut had killed in his defense, as he had killed", "Akut's dearest wish, that Korak should become king of the apes. It was\nwith difficulty, however, that Akut kept the boy from rushing into the", "The killing of the friendless old Russian, Michael Sabrov, by his great\ntrained ape, was a matter for newspaper comment for a few days. Lord", "\"There is your king,\" he said. But Akut did not want to be separated\nfrom Korak, although he was anxious enough to remain with his own kind.\nHe wanted Korak to remain, too. He said as much.", "Now he turned toward Akut. \"Come!\" he said, in the language of the\ngreat apes.", "eagerness to be off in pursuit. Akut demurred. He wanted nothing of\nmen. To him the lad was a fellow ape, for he was the son of the king", "Now all thoughts of London and civilization were crowded so far into\nthe background of his brain that they might as well have been\nnon-existent. Except for form and mental development he was as much an\nape as the great, fierce creature at his side.", "wanted to send a message to his parents. Akut listened and as he\nlistened the intuition of the beast suggested the truth to him--the boy\nwas planning to return to his own kind.", "branch, and from the terrified glances she cast in his direction that\nshe was hopelessly unfit. By all the ethics of Akut's training and", "The two had gone but a short distance from the village when the girl\nspied the huge proportions of the great Akut. With a half-stifled\nscream she clung more closely to Korak, and pointed fearfully toward\nthe ape." ], [ "Months before Akut had given the boy a name of his own choosing, since\nhe could not master the man given name of Jack. Korak is as near as it", "\"They call me The Killer,\" replied Korak, giving the English\ntranslation of the name that Akut had given him. And then after a", "\"Korak!\" she cried. \"Korak! My Korak! I knew that you would come.", "\"I am Akut,\" he said. \"This is Korak. Korak is the son of Tarzan who", "\"I am Korak,\" he said. \"I opened the cage that held you. I saved you\nfrom the Tarmangani. I am Korak, The Killer. I am your friend.\"", "\"I am Korak!\" shouted the boy. \"I am the Killer. I came to live among\nyou as a friend. You want to drive me away. Very well, then, I shall", "\"Who are your people? Who is Korak?\" he asked again.", "Korak was little short of omnipotent. He embodied for her all that was\nfinest and strongest and best in her savage world. She gloried in his", "\"You say that you found Korak?\" he asked. \"You really saw him?\"", "\"Korak goes,\" he shouted; \"but he will return and take you from the\nGomangani. Good-bye, my Meriem. Korak will come for you again.\"", "A questioning expression entered the stranger's eyes. He looked at the\ngirl closely.\n\n\"So Korak is an ape?\" he said. \"And what, pray, are you?\"", "\"Korak! Why Korak is an ape. I have no other people. Korak and I\nlive in the jungle alone since A'ht went to be king of the apes.\" She", "\"Huh,\" grunted the king. \"Yes, you are Korak. My ears told me that\nyou were Korak. My eyes told me that you were Korak. Now my nose", "\"Who were Korak and A'ht?\" he asked.\n\n\"A'ht was a Mangani,\" replied Meriem, \"and Korak a Tarmangani.\"", "\"A gorilla,\" replied Baynes, honestly.\n\nKorak laughed.\n\n\"Who are you?\" he repeated.", "Akut's dearest wish, that Korak should become king of the apes. It was\nwith difficulty, however, that Akut kept the boy from rushing into the", "\"Korak, mighty fighter, has killed your king,\" he grunted. \"There is\nnone greater in all the jungle than Korak, son of Tarzan. Now Korak is", "tells me that you are Korak. My nose is never wrong. I am your\nfriend. Come, we shall hunt together.\"", "\"Meriem!\" he whispered.\n\n\"Korak! My Korak!\" came an answering cry, subdued by fear of alarming\nher captors, and half stifled by a sob of joyful welcome.", "\"Where in the jungle lives Korak?\" asked the stranger.\n\nMeriem pointed with a sweep of her hand that took in, generously, half\nthe continent of Africa." ], [ "\"You are a Tarmangani,\" she replied. \"The Mangani are covered with\nhair--you would call them apes.\"\n\n\"Then Korak was a white man?\" he asked.", "Months before Akut had given the boy a name of his own choosing, since\nhe could not master the man given name of Jack. Korak is as near as it", "were two and they were great apes--Korak and Akut. To her Korak was an\nape--a Mangani, for as such the three always described themselves. Man", "described the white man in their language, did not fit them all.\nGomangani--great black ape, or Negro--described none of them so they\ncalled themselves plain Mangani.", "Akut and return him to his jungle home, and to this the mother\nassented. Jack asked to be allowed to visit the ape, but again he was", "\"Jack!\" cried the white giant, kneeling at the ape-man's side.", "\"The great apes!\" he growled. \"They dance the Dum-Dum. Come, Korak,\nson of Tarzan, let us go to our people.\"", "The ape gave one look at the English lord, and then leaped toward him,\ncalling out in excited jabbering. The man, his eyes going wide in\nastonishment, stopped as though turned to stone.", "The trainer stepped forward. The ape bared his fangs, growling.\n\n\"Go with him, Akut,\" said Tarzan of the Apes. \"I will come and see you\ntomorrow.\"", "\"There are the great apes,\" he said. \"They only will be the friends of\nAkut's friend. Only the great apes will welcome the son of Tarzan.", "\"The ape knew you,\" he said, \"and you spoke together in the ape's\ntongue. How did the ape know you, and how did you learn his language?\"", "He did not die, however. For days he lay helpless with fever, while\nAkut and the apes hunted close by that they might protect him from such", "\"Climb, yourself, little Manu,\" she said. \"The only Mangani in our\njungle are Korak and Akut. It is they you have seen returning from the", "creatures to whom he might look for companionship--the great apes. For\nmonths the two had wandered eastward, deeper and deeper into the", "little Manu to Mangani, the great ape.", "of apes. He tried to dissuade the boy, telling him that soon they\nshould come upon a tribe of their own folk where some day when he was", "Now he turned toward Akut. \"Come!\" he said, in the language of the\ngreat apes.", "They would befriend him. And there were also the great apes--the\nfriends of his father and of Akut. How glad they would be to receive", "Akut's dearest wish, that Korak should become king of the apes. It was\nwith difficulty, however, that Akut kept the boy from rushing into the", "\"Climb!\" he cried. \"Climb! The Mangani are coming.\"\n\nMeriem glanced lazily over her shoulder at the excited disturber of her\npeace." ], [ "Akut and return him to his jungle home, and to this the mother\nassented. Jack asked to be allowed to visit the ape, but again he was", "He did not die, however. For days he lay helpless with fever, while\nAkut and the apes hunted close by that they might protect him from such", "Jack leaped behind a tree, unhit. Days of panic ridden flight through\nthe jungle had filled Carl Jenssen and Sven Malbihn with jangling", "\"Yes,\" replied Hanson. \"Where are you? You had a mighty narrow\nescape. It will teach you to keep out of the jungle at night.\"", "doubt. He knew the jungle well, and he knew that men have lived alone\nand naked among the savage beasts for years; but a frail and slender\ngirl! No, it was not possible.", "\"There is no danger near?\" he asked.\n\n\"None,\" replied the boy. \"I saw nothing move while you drank.\"\n\n\"Your eyes will help you but little in the jungle,\" said the ape.", "the stake. It was worth trying at least--better than lying there in\nthe jungle until he died. As Tantor bore him along through the forest", "escaped with his life. All that saved him was the accidental presence\nof Jack Clayton, who had been permitted to visit the animal in the\ndressing room reserved for him at the music hall, and had immediately", "Tantor carried him deep into the jungle, nor paused until no sound from\nthe distant village reached his keen ears. Then he laid his burden", "and that he had at last acquainted the boy with the facts of his jungle\nlife. The mother, who had long foreseen that her son must some time\nknow of those frightful years during which his father had roamed the", "Hanson groaned as he guessed what had happened out of sight in the\njungle. With an oath he spurred on in the hope of driving the lion", "and dodging here and there, fighting off the great beasts that leaped\nupon their backs, they ran into the jungle. Even then they would have", "jungle. The noise that had attracted their attention increased, and\npresently a great ape broke through the underbrush a few paces from", "\"This is Meriem, my dear,\" he said, and he told the story of the jungle\nwaif in so far as he knew it.", "her in the branches of a tree while they stalked a near-by buck. Even\nher natural terror of being left alone in the awful jungle was\nsubmerged in a greater horror as she saw the man and the beast spring", "And so Meriem entered the jungle with Korak, trusting, in her childish\ninnocence, the stranger who had befriended her, and perhaps influenced", "Tarzan visited Akut the following day, but though Jack begged to be\nallowed to accompany him he was refused. This time Tarzan saw the", "He told them of the strenuous attempt of the girl's savage mate to\nrescue her, and suggested that the sooner they got her out of the\ncountry the more likely they were to retain possession of her.", "And at last the much dreamed of moment came. They were passing through\na tangled forest when the boy's sharp eyes discovered from the lower", "He had traveled thus for several hours when, ahead of him and a little\nto his left, he heard, far off in the jungle, a faint response--the cry" ], [ "\"Long have I looked for you, Tarzan,\" said Akut. \"Now that I have\nfound you I shall come to your jungle and live there always.\"", "And then, briefly and for the first time, Tarzan of the Apes told his\nson of his early life--of the birth in the jungle, of the death of his", "bring it home. Lady Greystoke was horrified at the suggestion. The\nboy was insistent. Tarzan explained that he had wished to purchase", "Tarzan laughed and called to her to stop.\n\n\"The only clothing on the place that will fit him,\" he said, \"is\nmine--if it isn't too small for him--your little boy has grown, Jane.\"", "and the cook house chimneys. Tarzan of the Apes had regained his\ncivilized clothing from the tree where he had hidden it, and as Korak", "One little arm crept about his waist and together they walked toward\nthe palisade. Beneath the great tree that had harbored Korak while he\nwatched the girl at play he lifted her in his arms and throwing her", "last. I go; but I shall return!\" And the son of Tarzan skipped across\nthe room, slipped through the open window, and slid to liberty by way", "But a new power moved the son of Tarzan. He had come with a boy's glad\nand open heart to offer his friendship to these people who were human", "\"Tarzan has returned! Tarzan, Lord of the Jungle!\"", "feast themselves.\" Thus the old ape imparted to the son of Tarzan the\nboy's first lesson in jungle lore. Side by side they set off across", "it was to Tarzan--that made up the composite jungle life he loved. And\nin the telling he forgot one thing--the principal thing--that the boy", "Tarzan visited Akut the following day, but though Jack begged to be\nallowed to accompany him he was refused. This time Tarzan saw the", "And so came Meriem, the savage little Mangani, out of her beloved\njungle into the midst of a home of culture and refinement. Already", "At its foot lay the body of the unconscious Mr. Moore, across whom it\nfell with a resounding thud. Through the opening leaped Tarzan, and a\nmoment later the room was flooded with light from a dozen electric\nbulbs.", "To Meriem, in her new home, the days passed quickly. At first she was\nall anxiety to be off into the jungle searching for her Korak. Bwana,", "His first night in the jungle was one which the son of Tarzan held\nlongest in his memory. No savage carnivora menaced him. There was", "Tantor carried him deep into the jungle, nor paused until no sound from\nthe distant village reached his keen ears. Then he laid his burden", "When Tarzan returned home Jack was all excitement to hear the details\nof his visit, and finally suggested that his father buy the ape and", "the stage after having discovered Tarzan. It was as though the beast\nhad suffered himself to be brought from his jungle home and exhibited\nbefore thousands of curious spectators for the sole purpose of", "he hid it from her. Finding that the night damp and chill caused her\ndiscomfort and even suffering, Korak constructed a tight little shelter\nhigh among the swaying branches of a giant tree. Here little Meriem" ], [ "Tarzan visited Akut the following day, but though Jack begged to be\nallowed to accompany him he was refused. This time Tarzan saw the", "It was with difficulty that Tarzan restrained a smile, and after\nsatisfying himself that the tutor was more scared than injured, he\nordered his closed car around and departed in the direction of a\ncertain well-known music hall.", "Paulvitch had taken to the jungle when he had seen the beasts of Tarzan\nand their savage lord swarm the deck of the Kincaid, and in his terror", "fear that had claimed him he now lay quietly searching for some means\nof escape from his dilemma. It finally occurred to him that the room\nin which Lord and Lady Greystoke had been sitting when he left them was", "And then, briefly and for the first time, Tarzan of the Apes told his\nson of his early life--of the birth in the jungle, of the death of his", "lest Tarzan pursue and capture him he had stumbled on deep into the\njungle, only to fall at last into the hands of one of the savage", "that awaited Meriem. She called to Tarzan after he had ridden away to\nprepare her for it, but he did not hear and rode on without knowing\nhimself what the event was to which his wife referred.", "During this period Tarzan came several times to visit Paulvitch. He\nseemed anxious to purchase Ajax, and at last he told the man frankly", "At the mention of the boy's identity Paulvitch's eyes narrowed. Since\nhe had first seen Tarzan again from the wings of the theater there had", "But a new power moved the son of Tarzan. He had come with a boy's glad\nand open heart to offer his friendship to these people who were human", "last. I go; but I shall return!\" And the son of Tarzan skipped across\nthe room, slipped through the open window, and slid to liberty by way", "Once the white men had turned in flight Korak gave them no further\nattention, turning instead to the imprisoned baboon. The fastenings of", "He saw at first no way in which he could, with safety to himself, wreak\nvengeance upon Tarzan through the medium of Tarzan's son; but that", "At its foot lay the body of the unconscious Mr. Moore, across whom it\nfell with a resounding thud. Through the opening leaped Tarzan, and a\nmoment later the room was flooded with light from a dozen electric\nbulbs.", "One little arm crept about his waist and together they walked toward\nthe palisade. Beneath the great tree that had harbored Korak while he\nwatched the girl at play he lifted her in his arms and throwing her", "them, and several of the blacks were badly mauled and one killed before\nthey succeeded in escaping. Nor would they have gotten off thus easily\nhad Akut not been more concerned with the condition of the wounded", "Everything played with fiendish unanimity into Paulvitch's hands. As\nchance would have it, Tarzan's son overheard his father relating to the", "He did not die, however. For days he lay helpless with fever, while\nAkut and the apes hunted close by that they might protect him from such", "The two had gone but a short distance from the village when the girl\nspied the huge proportions of the great Akut. With a half-stifled\nscream she clung more closely to Korak, and pointed fearfully toward\nthe ape.", "The trainer stepped forward. The ape bared his fangs, growling.\n\n\"Go with him, Akut,\" said Tarzan of the Apes. \"I will come and see you\ntomorrow.\"" ], [ "His movement gave the girl a little start--she had forgotten Akut for\nthe moment. Again she shrank from him. The beast saw that she feared", "branch, and from the terrified glances she cast in his direction that\nshe was hopelessly unfit. By all the ethics of Akut's training and", "The lad, horrified, sprang from the bed to lean over the body of the\nman. He knew that Akut had killed in his defense, as he had killed", "warriors ran toward him. Akut was calling to him from behind to turn\nand flee, telling him that the blacks would kill him. For a moment he\nstood watching them coming, then he raised his hand with the palm", "\"What they think cannot harm you,\" said Akut. \"You are alive. If I\nhad not brought you away you would be dead now and so would I. Do you", "them, and several of the blacks were badly mauled and one killed before\nthey succeeded in escaping. Nor would they have gotten off thus easily\nhad Akut not been more concerned with the condition of the wounded", "a savage snarl. Blacks! How he hated them. He signed to Akut to\nremain where he was while he advanced to reconnoiter.", "The two had gone but a short distance from the village when the girl\nspied the huge proportions of the great Akut. With a half-stifled\nscream she clung more closely to Korak, and pointed fearfully toward\nthe ape.", "\"There is your king,\" he said. But Akut did not want to be separated\nfrom Korak, although he was anxious enough to remain with his own kind.\nHe wanted Korak to remain, too. He said as much.", "The Negro assented with a grunt. He had no desire to follow this\nstrange white man who was afraid at night; he had less to remain at the", "Akut and him forth in the morning and hang them both to the nearest\ntree--he had read of such things being done in America, and Africa was", "hope that Numa might rise from his kill and reveal himself. Thus it\nhappened that he dropped some little way behind Akut, and the next he\nknew he was recalled suddenly to a contemplation of other matters than", "eagerness to be off in pursuit. Akut demurred. He wanted nothing of\nmen. To him the lad was a fellow ape, for he was the son of the king", "life, and their fierce, primeval ceremonies--the strange ceremonies of\nwhich Akut had tried to tell him. It cheered him immensely to dwell", "guess that he does not. These two white men were very bad men. They\ndid many things that their boys knew not the meanings of. It would be\nwell, Bwana, to kill the other.\"", "\"Ah,\" thought Akut, \"The Killer has taken a mate,\" and so, obedient to\nthe tribal laws of his kind, he left them alone, becoming suddenly", "Akut raised objections to this plan. He did not wish to be separated\nfrom Korak. At first he refused to leave his human friend for the", "He did not die, however. For days he lay helpless with fever, while\nAkut and the apes hunted close by that they might protect him from such", "\"Akut!\" he thought. \"Good! Tantor knew Akut well. He would let him\napproach.\" Raising his voice Korak replied to the call of the ape; but", "presented itself--he must hold her in his arms all night. And that he\ndid, with Akut braced upon one side of her and he upon the other, so" ], [ "her upturned face before he bent his head and kissed her. Then, more\nseriously, he continued: \"You have never told Jack anything concerning", "\"No, John,\" she insisted, \"I shall never give my consent to the\nimplanting in Jack's mind of any suggestion of the savage life which we\nboth wish to preserve him from.\"", "\"Yes, Jane,\" he said, and his voice was husky with emotion; \"I have\nfound her, and--HIM!\"\n\n\"Where is he? Where are they?\" she demanded.", "It was evening before the subject was again referred to and then it was\nraised by Jack himself. He had been sitting, curled in a large chair,\nreading, when he suddenly looked up and addressed his father.", "older the boy should be king as his father had before him. But Jack\nwas obdurate. He insisted that he wanted to see white men again. He", "that he must exercise the greatest care to prevent Jack visiting the\nmusic hall where Ajax was being shown. So, when he opened the boy's\ndoor at about half after nine, he was greatly excited, though not", "\"It is very necessary, Mr. Moore,\" she said, \"that you do everything in\nyour power to discourage this tendency in Jack, he--\"; but she got no", "this was true until he learned, several days subsequent to the tragedy,\nthat his son Jack had not reported at the public school en route for\nwhich they had seen him safely ensconced in a railway carriage. Even", "thing may be transmitted from father to son. And sometimes, Jane, I\nthink that in your solicitude for his future you go a bit too far in", "and that he had at last acquainted the boy with the facts of his jungle\nlife. The mother, who had long foreseen that her son must some time\nknow of those frightful years during which his father had roamed the", "She did not reply. She did not know what to say. She knew nothing of\nlove. She had never given it a thought; but she did know that it was", "known nothing up to the previous moment when she had voluntarily\nrevealed a portion of her past to him. The more he thought upon the\nmatter the more evident it became to him that he had given her his", "\"It is she,\" said Jacot, shaking with suppressed emotion; \"but she does\nnot recognize me--of course she could not.\" Then he turned to Meriem.\n\"My child,\" he said, \"I am your--\"", "father is Lord Greystoke. He does not know that I have come here. My\nmother forbid my coming; but I wished to see Ajax, and I will pay you", "father. Instead, he simply asked permission to take Ajax to Dover. He\nexplained that it would relieve the old man of a tiresome journey, as", "For years circumstances had prevented a return to his father and\nmother, and at last pride had stepped in and expunged from his mind the", "knew of his father's past life in the jungle and when he found that the\nboy had been kept in ignorance of all these things for so many years,", "the Hon. Morison Baynes. Nothing had been explained to her, for both\nBwana and My Dear had wished to spare her the mortification and sorrow", "you Jane to have the right to cry 'shame!'\" and John Clayton, Lord\nGreystoke, put an arm about his wife, laughing good-naturedly down into", "\"That is not the question,\" evaded Lord Greystoke. \"It is enough that\nyour mother objects.\"" ], [ "Tarzan visited Akut the following day, but though Jack begged to be\nallowed to accompany him he was refused. This time Tarzan saw the", "When the apes had filled their bellies and many of them had sought the\nbases of the trees to curl up in sleep Akut plucked Korak by the arm.", "For a long year he led his solitary, roaming life. Occasionally he\nfell in with Akut and his tribe, hunting with them for a day or two; or", "His movement gave the girl a little start--she had forgotten Akut for\nthe moment. Again she shrank from him. The beast saw that she feared", "The lad, horrified, sprang from the bed to lean over the body of the\nman. He knew that Akut had killed in his defense, as he had killed", "\"Ah,\" thought Akut, \"The Killer has taken a mate,\" and so, obedient to\nthe tribal laws of his kind, he left them alone, becoming suddenly", "The two had gone but a short distance from the village when the girl\nspied the huge proportions of the great Akut. With a half-stifled\nscream she clung more closely to Korak, and pointed fearfully toward\nthe ape.", "\"Come,\" he whispered. \"Come slowly. Follow me. Do as Akut does.\"", "toward her, as though to seize her. She shrank still further away.\nAkut's eyes were busy drinking in the humor of the situation--he did", "hope that Numa might rise from his kill and reveal himself. Thus it\nhappened that he dropped some little way behind Akut, and the next he\nknew he was recalled suddenly to a contemplation of other matters than", "The two proceeded in silence for some time after Akut had spoken. The\nboy was immersed in deep thought--bitter thoughts in which hatred and", "Akut and return him to his jungle home, and to this the mother\nassented. Jack asked to be allowed to visit the ape, but again he was", "Akut raised objections to this plan. He did not wish to be separated\nfrom Korak. At first he refused to leave his human friend for the", "presented itself--he must hold her in his arms all night. And that he\ndid, with Akut braced upon one side of her and he upon the other, so", "bound Korak years before; and Akut, to the south of him, heard his\ncalls faintly, and came. There was another who heard them, too.", "He did not die, however. For days he lay helpless with fever, while\nAkut and the apes hunted close by that they might protect him from such", "a savage snarl. Blacks! How he hated them. He signed to Akut to\nremain where he was while he advanced to reconnoiter.", "\"Run, Akut,\" called the boy, laughing. \"Numa lies hid in the bushes to\nmy right. Take to the trees. Akut! I, the son of Tarzan, will", "branch, and from the terrified glances she cast in his direction that\nshe was hopelessly unfit. By all the ethics of Akut's training and", "\"There is your king,\" he said. But Akut did not want to be separated\nfrom Korak, although he was anxious enough to remain with his own kind.\nHe wanted Korak to remain, too. He said as much." ], [ "read highly colored, imaginary tales, had thrust him into the jungle a\nfugitive. He dared not return to the coast at this point--not that he\nwas so greatly influenced through personal fear as from a desire to", "He cared now only to pass the remainder of his life in solitude, as far\nfrom man as possible. With a sigh he turned slowly back into the\njungle.", "sped away into the jungle, uttering a peculiar cry, shrill and\npiercing. Now and again he would halt to listen as though for an", "Jack leaped behind a tree, unhit. Days of panic ridden flight through\nthe jungle had filled Carl Jenssen and Sven Malbihn with jangling", "Korak guided Tantor into the seclusion of the jungle. He did not wish\nto be seen, nor had he.", "Paulvitch had taken to the jungle when he had seen the beasts of Tarzan\nand their savage lord swarm the deck of the Kincaid, and in his terror", "Akut and return him to his jungle home, and to this the mother\nassented. Jack asked to be allowed to visit the ape, but again he was", "would be for Jack, were the trail to the savage jungle made either\nalluring or easy to him.\"", "Brooding and despondent he took his solitary way into the deepest\njungle. He moved along the ground when he knew that Numa was abroad", "the jungle that was still, to him, a fearful place of terrors and\nstealthily stalking death. He dismounted and left his horse beside", "Tantor carried him deep into the jungle, nor paused until no sound from\nthe distant village reached his keen ears. Then he laid his burden", "A year had passed since the white men had fired upon the lad and driven\nhim back into the jungle to take up his search for the only remaining", "doubt. He knew the jungle well, and he knew that men have lived alone\nand naked among the savage beasts for years; but a frail and slender\ngirl! No, it was not possible.", "\"Yes,\" replied Hanson. \"Where are you? You had a mighty narrow\nescape. It will teach you to keep out of the jungle at night.\"", "and that he had at last acquainted the boy with the facts of his jungle\nlife. The mother, who had long foreseen that her son must some time\nknow of those frightful years during which his father had roamed the", "Hanson groaned as he guessed what had happened out of sight in the\njungle. With an oath he spurred on in the hope of driving the lion", "last vestige of any intention to return. In a spirit of boyish\nadventure he had cast his lot with the jungle ape. The killing of the", "a parting bleat it dashed off into the jungle. Then the girl turned to\nretreat toward the safety of the tree from which she had dropped so", "the stake. It was worth trying at least--better than lying there in\nthe jungle until he died. As Tantor bore him along through the forest", "and dodging here and there, fighting off the great beasts that leaped\nupon their backs, they ran into the jungle. Even then they would have" ], [ "creatures to whom he might look for companionship--the great apes. For\nmonths the two had wandered eastward, deeper and deeper into the", "The ape gave one look at the English lord, and then leaped toward him,\ncalling out in excited jabbering. The man, his eyes going wide in\nastonishment, stopped as though turned to stone.", "of apes. He tried to dissuade the boy, telling him that soon they\nshould come upon a tribe of their own folk where some day when he was", "floor nervously. The ape was tied with a stout cord to the bed. It\nwas the first time that Jack had ever seen Ajax thus secured. He", "He did not die, however. For days he lay helpless with fever, while\nAkut and the apes hunted close by that they might protect him from such", "His weak eyes roved hither and thither but it was his keen scent and\nacute hearing which first located the ape-man. The herd moved", "Akut and return him to his jungle home, and to this the mother\nassented. Jack asked to be allowed to visit the ape, but again he was", "The ape, however, proved no easy victim to the superior numbers that\nseemed fated to overwhelm him. Rising from the sailor who had", "Slowly the ape permitted itself to be led to one side, nor did it show\nthe slightest indication of a desire to harm the Russian. The captain\ncame to a halt a few paces from the odd pair.", "a moment. Then he uttered a low growl. Instantly a score of apes\nleaped to their feet. Their savage little eyes sped quickly around the", "jungle. The noise that had attracted their attention increased, and\npresently a great ape broke through the underbrush a few paces from", "First, at a great distance, they heard the beating of the drum of the\ngreat apes. They were sleeping in the safety of a huge tree when the", "The boy slid to the ground as he spoke, but the ape first looked\ncarefully about, sniffing the morning air. Then, satisfied that no\ndanger lurked near, he descended slowly to the ground beside the boy.", "could hear the growling of the dancing apes, and strong to their\nnostrils came the scent of their kind. The lad trembled with", "Killer, for he saw that the creature before him was none other than the\nking ape which had driven him away from the great anthropoids to whom\nhe had looked for friendship and asylum.", "of a bull ape answering his cry. His nerves tingled and his eyes\nlighted as the sound fell upon his ears. Again he voiced his hideous\ncall, and sped forward in the new direction.", "\"The ape knew you,\" he said, \"and you spoke together in the ape's\ntongue. How did the ape know you, and how did you learn his language?\"", "Silently they crept through the jungle as they neared the meeting place\nof the apes. Now they were in the trees, worming their way forward,", "The king ape was almost directly beneath him. The others were formed\nin a half circle several yards behind the king. They were watching", "\"There is no danger near?\" he asked.\n\n\"None,\" replied the boy. \"I saw nothing move while you drank.\"\n\n\"Your eyes will help you but little in the jungle,\" said the ape." ], [ "Months before Akut had given the boy a name of his own choosing, since\nhe could not master the man given name of Jack. Korak is as near as it", "\"They call me The Killer,\" replied Korak, giving the English\ntranslation of the name that Akut had given him. And then after a", "\"Korak!\" she cried. \"Korak! My Korak! I knew that you would come.", "\"I am Akut,\" he said. \"This is Korak. Korak is the son of Tarzan who", "\"I am Korak,\" he said. \"I opened the cage that held you. I saved you\nfrom the Tarmangani. I am Korak, The Killer. I am your friend.\"", "\"I am Korak!\" shouted the boy. \"I am the Killer. I came to live among\nyou as a friend. You want to drive me away. Very well, then, I shall", "\"Who are your people? Who is Korak?\" he asked again.", "Korak was little short of omnipotent. He embodied for her all that was\nfinest and strongest and best in her savage world. She gloried in his", "\"You say that you found Korak?\" he asked. \"You really saw him?\"", "\"Korak goes,\" he shouted; \"but he will return and take you from the\nGomangani. Good-bye, my Meriem. Korak will come for you again.\"", "A questioning expression entered the stranger's eyes. He looked at the\ngirl closely.\n\n\"So Korak is an ape?\" he said. \"And what, pray, are you?\"", "\"Korak! Why Korak is an ape. I have no other people. Korak and I\nlive in the jungle alone since A'ht went to be king of the apes.\" She", "\"Huh,\" grunted the king. \"Yes, you are Korak. My ears told me that\nyou were Korak. My eyes told me that you were Korak. Now my nose", "\"Who were Korak and A'ht?\" he asked.\n\n\"A'ht was a Mangani,\" replied Meriem, \"and Korak a Tarmangani.\"", "\"A gorilla,\" replied Baynes, honestly.\n\nKorak laughed.\n\n\"Who are you?\" he repeated.", "Akut's dearest wish, that Korak should become king of the apes. It was\nwith difficulty, however, that Akut kept the boy from rushing into the", "\"Korak, mighty fighter, has killed your king,\" he grunted. \"There is\nnone greater in all the jungle than Korak, son of Tarzan. Now Korak is", "tells me that you are Korak. My nose is never wrong. I am your\nfriend. Come, we shall hunt together.\"", "\"Meriem!\" he whispered.\n\n\"Korak! My Korak!\" came an answering cry, subdued by fear of alarming\nher captors, and half stifled by a sob of joyful welcome.", "\"Where in the jungle lives Korak?\" asked the stranger.\n\nMeriem pointed with a sweep of her hand that took in, generously, half\nthe continent of Africa." ], [ "\"Yes,\" replied Baynes.\n\n\"What are you doing here?\"\n\n\"The girl was stolen--I am trying to rescue her.\"", "He was about to call aloud in the hope that after all the girl still\nlived when he saw her in a tree close beside that was occupied by the", "The youth knelt and cut the bonds that held the girl's wrists and\nankles. A moment later he had lifted her to her feet, and grasping her", "\"The white girl,\" replied Korak. \"Do not lie to me--you lured her from\nher friends. You have her. Where is she?\"", "He told them of the strenuous attempt of the girl's savage mate to\nrescue her, and suggested that the sooner they got her out of the\ncountry the more likely they were to retain possession of her.", "quickly to the ground beneath. The other followed him, and here they\nfought, occasionally abandoning their duel to pursue and recapture the\ngirl who took every advantage of her captors' preoccupation in battle", "escaped with his life. All that saved him was the accidental presence\nof Jack Clayton, who had been permitted to visit the animal in the\ndressing room reserved for him at the music hall, and had immediately", "raised his rifle and covered the beast's breast. The girl reached the\nkid's side. Her knife flashed, and the little prisoner was free. With", "The girl's pony, squealing in terror, reared and plunged upon the heels\nof his mate. The lion was close upon him. Only the girl was cool--the", "sought thus to trap. Again the kid struggled to be free. Again his\npiteous wail touched the tender heart strings of the girl. Tossing", "stations of the girl and her boy entered her mind. To her Meriem was\nfit for a king. She only wanted to know that Jack loved the little", "girl bent upon harming his friend and he would take no chances. For an\nhour the girl and the man tried to find some means whereby they might", "\"I know where there is a white girl,\" he said, unexpectedly. \"If you\nwish to buy her she may be had cheap.\"", "\"These men are taking me away from Korak,\" explained the girl. \"This\none would have harmed me. The other, whom he had just killed, tried to", "The Killer threw an arm about the girl's shoulders and stood waiting\nfor the Arab to regain consciousness. For a moment they remained thus,\nwhen the girl spoke.", "\"She will accompany us,\" said Korak to Akut, jerking a thumb in the\ndirection of the girl. \"Do not harm her. We will protect her.\"", "whose name is Geeka. Just before we escaped some one came and struck\ndown The Sheik, stealing his daughter away. If this is she The Sheik\nwill pay you well for her return.\"", "\"She is young,\" cried the savage. \"It is dark in here. You cannot\nsee. Wait, I will have her brought out into the sunlight,\" and he", "The girl turned wide eyes upward to his face; but it was in shadow.\nShe trembled but she did not draw away. The man put an arm about her\nand drew her closer.\n\n\"I love you!\" he whispered.", "Months before Akut had given the boy a name of his own choosing, since\nhe could not master the man given name of Jack. Korak is as near as it" ], [ "Tarzan visited Akut the following day, but though Jack begged to be\nallowed to accompany him he was refused. This time Tarzan saw the", "\"Long have I looked for you, Tarzan,\" said Akut. \"Now that I have\nfound you I shall come to your jungle and live there always.\"", "Tarzan laughed and called to her to stop.\n\n\"The only clothing on the place that will fit him,\" he said, \"is\nmine--if it isn't too small for him--your little boy has grown, Jane.\"", "And then, briefly and for the first time, Tarzan of the Apes told his\nson of his early life--of the birth in the jungle, of the death of his", "and the cook house chimneys. Tarzan of the Apes had regained his\ncivilized clothing from the tree where he had hidden it, and as Korak", "Akut and return him to his jungle home, and to this the mother\nassented. Jack asked to be allowed to visit the ape, but again he was", "last. I go; but I shall return!\" And the son of Tarzan skipped across\nthe room, slipped through the open window, and slid to liberty by way", "When Tarzan returned home Jack was all excitement to hear the details\nof his visit, and finally suggested that his father buy the ape and", "One little arm crept about his waist and together they walked toward\nthe palisade. Beneath the great tree that had harbored Korak while he\nwatched the girl at play he lifted her in his arms and throwing her", "But a new power moved the son of Tarzan. He had come with a boy's glad\nand open heart to offer his friendship to these people who were human", "It was with difficulty that Tarzan restrained a smile, and after\nsatisfying himself that the tutor was more scared than injured, he\nordered his closed car around and departed in the direction of a\ncertain well-known music hall.", "But now the apes had gone, and the white youth and the white maid stood\nalone in the jungle. One of Kovudoo's men leaned close to the ear of", "fear that had claimed him he now lay quietly searching for some means\nof escape from his dilemma. It finally occurred to him that the room\nin which Lord and Lady Greystoke had been sitting when he left them was", "Paulvitch had taken to the jungle when he had seen the beasts of Tarzan\nand their savage lord swarm the deck of the Kincaid, and in his terror", "The trainer stepped forward. The ape bared his fangs, growling.\n\n\"Go with him, Akut,\" said Tarzan of the Apes. \"I will come and see you\ntomorrow.\"", "That afternoon Lord and Lady Greystoke bid their son good-bye and saw\nhim safely settled in a first-class compartment of the railway carriage", "Tantor carried him deep into the jungle, nor paused until no sound from\nthe distant village reached his keen ears. Then he laid his burden", "The beast moved sullenly to the trainer's side. The latter, at John\nClayton's request, told where they might be found. Tarzan turned\ntoward his son.", "had left them. Oh, John, I cannot bear to lose her, too!\" And Lady\nGreystoke broke down and wept, as she pillowed her head upon the broad", "\"Tarzan has returned! Tarzan, Lord of the Jungle!\"" ], [ "\"Since I was a little girl, many, many years ago, and Korak came and\ntook me from my father who was beating me. Since then I have lived in\nthe trees with Korak and A'ht.\"", "\"I am Korak,\" he said. \"I opened the cage that held you. I saved you\nfrom the Tarmangani. I am Korak, The Killer. I am your friend.\"", "\"Korak!\" she cried. \"Korak! My Korak! I knew that you would come.", "ingrained in Korak. It was a warning. Korak looked quickly up from\nthe glorious vision of the sweet face so close to his. Now his other", "Korak was little short of omnipotent. He embodied for her all that was\nfinest and strongest and best in her savage world. She gloried in his", "\"I am Akut,\" he said. \"This is Korak. Korak is the son of Tarzan who", "\"No, Korak was not my brother,\" she replied.\n\n\"Was he your husband, then?\" he finally blurted.\n\nFar from taking offense, Meriem broke into a merry laugh.", "he had committed. But it was not love. I did not know what love was\nuntil I knew that Korak lived,\" and she turned toward The Killer with a\nsmile.", "be to see him! How she would run and throw herself into his arms, to\nbe crushed to his breast and covered with his kisses. Korak sighed.\nHe thought of his own father and mother far away in London.", "And so, an hour later, Korak, The Killer, rode home to his mother--the\nmother whose image had never faded in his boyish heart--and found in\nher arms and her eyes the love and forgiveness that he plead for.", "My Dear grieved with the grieving girl and did her best to comfort and\ncheer her. She told her that if Korak lived he would find her; but all", "One little arm crept about his waist and together they walked toward\nthe palisade. Beneath the great tree that had harbored Korak while he\nwatched the girl at play he lifted her in his arms and throwing her", "\"Korak goes,\" he shouted; \"but he will return and take you from the\nGomangani. Good-bye, my Meriem. Korak will come for you again.\"", "And Meriem? She was a woman. It is woman's divine right to love.\nAlways she had loved Korak. He was her big brother. Meriem alone", "Months before Akut had given the boy a name of his own choosing, since\nhe could not master the man given name of Jack. Korak is as near as it", "\"Huh,\" grunted the king. \"Yes, you are Korak. My ears told me that\nyou were Korak. My eyes told me that you were Korak. Now my nose", "What wonder then that Meriem loved her Korak? But she loved him as a\nlittle sister might love a big brother who was very good to her. As\nyet she knew naught of the love of a maid for a man.", "\"You told me,\" she said, in a very small voice, \"that my place was\nbeside the man I loved,\" and she turned her eyes toward Korak all", "him. A dozen times she thought that she might honestly give him the\nanswer that he demanded. Korak fast was becoming but a memory. That\nhe was dead she had come to believe, since otherwise he would have", "\"There is your king,\" he said. But Akut did not want to be separated\nfrom Korak, although he was anxious enough to remain with his own kind.\nHe wanted Korak to remain, too. He said as much." ] ]

[ "During the last decade what kind of life has Alexis Paulvitch lived?", "What does he do after he is discovered by a European ship and taken abroad?", "What does Jane refuse to do for Jack?", "What did Jack have an avid interest in?", "When Tarzan found the ape on display was his old friend, what did he begin to do?", "What plan did Jack start to form?", "What do the Mongori apes call Jack?", "What does Jack find at the age of thirteen?", "How old are Korak and Meriam when Tarzan and Jane are united with them?", "In what year does this story take place?", "What did Alexis Paulvitch notice about Akut?", "Who is Jack?", "What led to Jane's not wanting to return to Africa?", "Why did Alexis Apulvitch take Akut to London?", "What does \"Korak\" mean?", "What name is the Mongani apes give Jack?", "While in the jungle, who it Jack rescue?", "In the story, where do Jane and Tarzan make their home?", "Who previously escaped Tarzan?", "Why is Akut unafraid of white men?", "Why does Jane not tell Jack about his father's past?", "Who sneaks away to visit Akut?", "Why does Jack escape into the jungle?", "What type of apes does Jack encounter?", "What does \"Korak\" mean?", "What is the name of the girl that Jack rescues?", "Where do Tarzan and Jane live while Jack is gone?", "How old is Korak when he is married?" ]

[ [ "A life of abuse and disease among tribal people.", "A life of abuse and disease." ], [ "He takes the ape Akut to London to display him publically.", "he encounters the ape and takes him to London" ], [ "Allow him to know anything about his father's past.", "let him know about his father's past" ], [ "Wildlife.", "In wildlife." ], [ "Converse with them.", "talk to him" ], [ "To take Akut back to the jungle.", "after learning the language of the apes" ], [ "\"Koark\", which means \"killer\".", "Korak." ], [ "An eleven-year-old girl named Meriem who had been abused.", "an abused girl" ], [ "Eighteen and sixteen.", "18 and 16 respectively. " ], [ "1923", "1923" ], [ "Akut wasn't afraid of man", "he is unafraid of white men" ], [ "Tarzan's son", "Tarzan's son" ], [ "trauma 10 years ago", "Because of the kidnappings." ], [ "To display him publicly", "To display him and make money." ], [ "killer", "Killer" ], [ "Korak", "Korak" ], [ "Meriem", "Meriem" ], [ "Wahiri Estate in Africa", "east Africa" ], [ "Alexis Paulvitch", "Paulvitch" ], [ "He's not afraid due to his previous transactions with Tarzan.", "because he was friends with Tarzan" ], [ "She's afraid he may try to somehow relive it.", "She did not want their son to relive his father's past." ], [ "Jack", "Jack" ], [ "He accidentally killed Paulvitch during an altercation", "because he has killed a man" ], [ "Mongani", "Mongani" ], [ "killer", "Killer" ], [ "Meriem", "Meriem" ], [ "Their Wahiri estate", "Africa" ], [ "18", "18" ] ]

[ [ "manner that was quite incomprehensible to us. King Jambai, it seems,\nhad been for some weeks suffering from illness--possibly from", "although most of them must have been convinced that the fugitives were\nthere. Their fears increased as their anger abated, and they crowded\nround King Jambai, who seemed loath to take upon himself the honour of", "But the king's consternation was very great when we told him the reason\nof our unexpected visit, and related to him the details of the terrible", "of ferocity that caused them to look more like wild beasts than men,\nstood the king, and beside him the doctor or fetishman. This latter was", "This was a common custom of the natives; but the king, who was a bold,\nreckless man, had neglected to take the very necessary precaution of", "\"That is the word of a coward,\" cried the king, who, although somewhat\ntimorous about spirits, was in reality a bold, brave man, and felt", "\"They must have sought shelter here,\" said the king, pointing to the\ncavern and looking round with an assumption of boldness which he was\nevidently far from feeling. \"Who among my warriors will follow me?\"", "visitors ashamed of him. Let the girl live till to-morrow at midnight.\nLet the case be investigated, and if she be proved guilty then let her\ndie.\"", "The king at once agreed to Jack's proposal that a grand pursuit should\ntake place, to commence the instant news should be brought in by the\nscouts. But the news, when it did come, had the effect of totally\naltering our plans.", "The king commenced a long reply in the same dignified manner and tone\nwhich Jack had assumed. While he was thus engaged Peterkin touched our\nguide on the shoulder and whispered--", "All these arrangements and appointments were made in a cool, quiet, and\narbitrary manner by Jack, to whom the natives, including the king,\nlooked up with a species of awe amounting almost to veneration.", "was little better than a clumsy waddle. Before we could pass further\ncomment on her appearance, King Jambai entered, and saluted us by taking", "indigestion, for he was fond of gorging himself--and the medicine-man\nhad stated that his majesty was bewitched by some of the members of his", "At this point in our conversation the king rose and gave the signal to\nset out on the hunting expedition. Instantly the whole population of", "ignorance of what the Portuguese was, we had given him a great deal of\ninformation regarding the village of our late hospitable entertainer\nwhich might prove very useful to him, and very hurtful to poor King", "The king appeared much perplexed by this unlooked-for interference on\nour part.", "own tribe, and that unless these sorcerers were slain there was no\npossibility of his getting well.", "The old man had swallowed the poison shortly before we arrived, and he\nwas now struggling to maintain an erect position. But he failed, his", "But we were destined to have little or no rest that night. The doctor\nor fetishman of the tribe had stirred up the passions of the people in a", "that Okandaga was his affianced bride, and that the poor fellow was now\nalmost beside himself with horror because the fetishman had condemned\nher, among others, to drink the poisoned cup." ], [ "\"Let us separate,\" said Jack; \"it will distract his attention.\"\n\n\"Stay; you have blown out his eye, Ralph, I do believe,\" said Peterkin.", "One day, about a week after the events above narrated, we met with an\nadventure which well-nigh cost Jack his life, but which ultimately", "of the balls went in at his mouth and smashed its way out at the back of\nhis skull. The other ball shaved his cheek, and lodged in a tree not\ntwo inches from Jack's nose.\"", "Makarooroo at once led the way, and we all followed him to a place not a\nhundred yards distant, where there were evident traces of a fight having\ntaken place. Jack seemed to be much distressed at the sight.", "feet. While we were thus engaged we observed that our poor friend's\narms and chest had received several severe bruises and some slight\nwounds, and we also discovered a terrible gash in his right thigh which", "Jack made some sort of reply, but his voice sounded hollow and\nindistinct. Then I looked up again, and saw that it was the head of a", "\"All right, Jack; he's coming round. I'm quite certain that no serious\ndamage is done. I know well what sort o' rap he must have got. It'll", "Jack did not even attempt to load, but uttering a fearful cry, he sprang\ntowards our friend with a bound like that of an enraged tiger. A gleam", "\"Whether you've killed it or not I cannot tell,\" said I, taking off my\ncoat and putting it under Jack's head for a pillow, \"but it has pretty\nnearly killed _you_. Do you feel worse, Jack?\"", "As it took the next step, and appeared about to spring, Jack pulled the\ntrigger. The cap alone exploded! Like a flash of light the other", "befall us. There was, however, no other alternative now; for Jack's\nwounds were very severe, and the amount of blood lost by him was so", "Peterkin, and of their tender expressions of sympathy; and I have a very\nvivid remembrance of the agony I endured when Jack set my broken", "\"I say, Ralph,\" whispered Jack faintly, \"do look to my wounds and see\nthat they are all tightly bound up. I can't afford to lose another drop\nof blood. It's almost all drained away, I believe.\"", "\"Look out!\" cried Jack, springing to the right, in order to get on the\nanimal's blind side as it succeeded in effecting a landing.", "In a few seconds Jack again rallied.", "So saying, Jack laid down his rifle, and kicking the logs with his heavy\nboot, sent up such a cloud of bright sparks as must certainly have\nscared the wild animal, whatever it was, away; for we heard no more of\nit that night.", "\"And it is possible,\" added Jack, \"that one of us hit with both, and the\nother missed with both. All that I can positively affirm is that I\nfired both barrels at his shoulder--one after the other.\"", "Jack darted forward.\n\n\"Crouching!\" he cried, with a loud laugh, seizing the animal by the tail\nand dragging it forth; \"why, it's dead--stone dead.\"", "\"That was a narrow escape, Jack,\" said I seriously, after we had\nrecovered from the state of agitation into which this scene had thrown\nus.", "Although the attack of both our parties was to be simultaneous, the\nfirst shot was to be fired by our troops in the dell. I will therefore\ndescribe their part of the engagement first. Jack described it to me\nminutely after all was over." ], [ "Peterkin had not time to cap. He leaped up, turned round, and ran for\nthe woods at the top of his speed; but the bull was upon him in an", "\"Now,\" continued Peterkin, \"I'll tell you what has happened. We've\nfloored a rhinoceros and a giraffe and a lion, which, to my thinking, is", "legs again, as if it wished to escape from its tormentor, but had\nscarcely vigour enough to make the effort. Peterkin quietly lifted it\nup and placed it deliberately before him again in the same attitude as", "All this was said in the lowest possible whispers. Peterkin took a\nsteady aim at the part of the creature that was visible, and fired.", "Peterkin was the first to come up with her. He gradually but\nperseveringly ran her down. When he came within a few yards of her, the", "\"Indeed it was; and thanks to Peterkin's ever-ready rifle that it was an\nescape at all. What a monstrous brute!\"", "Not being gifted with the activity of Peterkin, it had stood its ground\nwhen the rhinoceros charged, and had received an accidental kick from\nthe great foot of that animal which had broken its back and killed it\noutright.", "\"Now, then,\" said Peterkin, as we left the encampment, \"hurrah, for the\nmenagerie!\"\n\n\"You may well call it that,\" said Jack, \"for there's no lack of\nvariety.\"", "was no longer on its back. At this moment I heard an exclamation of\nanger, and looking round I observed Peterkin struggling violently in the", "Peterkin went up to one of the oxen and attempted to mount it; but the\nanimal made a demonstration of an intention to gore him, and obstinately\nobjected to this.", "\"Are we to shoot?\" inquired Peterkin.\n\n\"Better not, I think. We don't require meat, and there is no use in\nmurdering the poor things. What a splendid scene!\"", "\"No wonder I only knocked his tail off,\" said Peterkin.\n\n\"On the contrary,\" said I, \"the wonder is that under the circumstances\nyou hit the bird at all.\"", "unable to hit them. Seeing this, Peterkin took pity on me, and sitting\ndown in the bow of our canoe, picked off all the birds I pointed out to", "seems that as the bull drew near, Peterkin, who, like Jack and me, was\npreparing to shoot, found that a dense thicket came between him and the", "\"I mean,\" said Peterkin slowly, placing both hands on his knees and\nlooking me steadily in the face--\"I mean to go a-hunting in--but I", "\"I always had a species of cat-luck about me,\" replied Peterkin, with a\nsmile. \"But now let us cut off a bit o' this fellow to take back with\nus for Jack's supper.\"", "\"I'm sorry we did not get the duck, however,\" observed Peterkin, as we\nreturned to the place where we had left the canoe. \"Elephant meat is", "\"Do you see that?\" whispered Peterkin, as he pointed to an open space\namong the bushes. \"Isn't that a bit o' the hairy brute?\"\n\n\"It looks like it,\" replied Jack eagerly.", "\"True; but you mistake me,\" rejoined Peterkin. \"I do not mean to make\nup the number to forty by killing three more, but by proving, almost to", "Peterkin, who soon gave them a specimen of his powers as a marksman, and\ncontrived in other ways to fill the minds of the chief and his people" ], [ "events of the attack. The trader, she said, had come suddenly on them\nin the dead of night with a large band, and had at once routed the", "After a little further explanation we found that this Portuguese trader\nwas a man-stealer, on his way to one of the smaller villages, with the", "men; while the main body, under the immediate command of the Portuguese\ntrader, should proceed to the attack of the village.", "escaped to the village, and told who it was that frightened them out of\nthe cave, they would certainly have come back and murdered us all.\nThere was truth in this. Still we could not but feel overwhelmed with", "Issuing forth armed only with our double-barrelled guns and heavy\nhunting-knives, we hastened towards the native village. When within a", "We had now reached this point. The day before that on which we encamped\nin the woods, as above related, we arrived at a native village, and had", "On our return to the village we found the people on the eve of one of\nthose terrible outbursts of superstitious passion which rarely if ever\npass away without some wretched human creature perishing under the hands\nof murderers.", "warriors of the village, who were completely taken by surprise. A few\nhad escaped; but Mbango, with Okandaga and his household, had been taken\nprisoners, and carried away with many others.", "At an early hour on the following morning we were awakened by the\narrival of one of the scouts, who reported that the Portuguese trader,", "\"You are early astir, Princess Oninga,\" said the trader as we entered\nand took our seats round the fire, for at that hour the air felt chilly.", "None of the natives of this village had ever seen a white face in their\nlives, and, as may well be imagined, their curiosity and amazement were", "\"We thought you were lost,\" said the trader, \"and I began to blame\nmyself for letting you away into the woods, where so many dangers may be", "he found them making active preparations for an attack on the village.\nCreeping like a serpent through the grass, the scout approached near\nenough to overhear their arrangements, which were to the elect that the", "On the following morning we set forth on our journey, and towards\nevening reached the village, which was situated on the banks of a small\nstream, in the midst of a beautiful country composed of mingled plain\nand woodland.", "be explained by the trader our object in visiting the country, so that\nhe might tell the tribes whom we intended to visit. This, we found, was\nan absolutely needful precaution, on the following ground.", "latter were flint-locks that had been procured from traders, and were\nnot worth more than a few shillings. The women were busy preparing\nbreakfast, and the children were playing around their huts.", "arrival at the village occurred. At once he jumped to the conclusion\nthat somehow or other he should accomplish his object through our\nassistance; and holding this in view, he the more willingly agreed to", "\"They want to know where you have left the carcass of the leopard, and\nif you have taken away the brains,\" said the trader, turning to me. \"I", "\"Well, accidental or otherwise,\" said the trader, \"you've got credit for\nthe deed, and your fame will be spread among the tribe whether you will", "While the commotion caused by this event was going on, I said to the\ntrader--\n\n\"How comes it that Makarooroo can speak English?\"" ], [ "During the brief period in which we were thus employed, the poor woman\nmanaged to creep away, and when we again looked round she was gone. Our", "Our guide advanced. The slight noise he made in doing so attracted the\npoor woman's attention, and caused her to look up with a wild, quick", "its hideous banquet; but presently the object sat up and proved to be a\nwoman. Yet she was so covered with blood and dust, and so awfully", "in the shade, with her face buried in her hands. She was not tied in\nany way, as the guards knew well enough that she could not hope to\nescape them by mere running way.", "secure shelter for her, and then return to our camp as if he had come in\nfrom hunting. Each morning he will set off again into the woods as if", "victims who had already fallen, one of whom, we afterwards learned, had\nbelonged to the royal family. Two still remained--a young female and an", "I was about to turn to our guide, when the woman raised her head a\nlittle, so that her face was exposed. I at once recognised the features", "herself. The old lady was a meek, simple body, and quite as stupid as\nher hopeful son appeared to be. Hearing that our master was a sharp", "assurance that he would not hear of it. Finally she hobbled out of the\nroom with the letter in her hand.", "Not having, then, to travel on the following day, we made up our minds\nto spend an hour or two in a place of concealment near the margin of", "To this woman Mbango gave Okandaga in charge, directing her in our\npresence how to care for her, and assuring her of the most terrible\npunishment should anything befall the woman committed to her care.", "screams from the little old woman, who fled shouting thieves and murder\nat the full pitch of her voice. We never saw that old woman again, but", "escaped to the village, and told who it was that frightened them out of\nthe cave, they would certainly have come back and murdered us all.\nThere was truth in this. Still we could not but feel overwhelmed with", "his charge a woman for whom we had a great respect and love, and whom we\nmade him promise faithfully to take care of till we returned.", "good his intentions might be, he was in reality running a helpless woman\ndown like a bloodhound. He stopped short instantly, and acting, as on", "visitors ashamed of him. Let the girl live till to-morrow at midnight.\nLet the case be investigated, and if she be proved guilty then let her\ndie.\"", "her and to hunt for her. Let them travel in a line parallel with the\nriver route which we intend to follow. Each night Mak will make a", "\"No, madam,\" replied the big man hastily; \"I'm a stranger here.\"\n\nThe little old woman was startled by his abrupt answer. \"Deary me, sir,\nno offence, I hope.\"", "There was something almost ludicrous in the act, but it had the effect\nof, to some extent, relieving the poor woman's fears. Seeing this, as", "Before entering upon these transactions with the people of this village,\nwe took care to keep our crew in total ignorance of what passed by" ], [ "After a little further explanation we found that this Portuguese trader\nwas a man-stealer, on his way to one of the smaller villages, with the", "calamity that had befallen poor Mbango and his people. He appeared\nsincerely grateful for the effort we had made to warn him of the\nimpending attack, and seemed unable to express his thanks when we", "\"They want to know where you have left the carcass of the leopard, and\nif you have taken away the brains,\" said the trader, turning to me. \"I", "to Mbango, and grasping his hand shook it warmly; but that good-hearted\nchief was not satisfied with such a tame expression of good will.", "\"The same. Well, I shall put him in charge, and tell him to follow us\nto Mbango's village; then we four shall start off light, and hunt our", "be explained by the trader our object in visiting the country, so that\nhe might tell the tribes whom we intended to visit. This, we found, was\nan absolutely needful precaution, on the following ground.", "\"Tell Mbango,\" said he to our guide, \"that though we be small in numbers\nwe are very powerful; that we can do deeds\" (here he became awfully", "Here Makarooroo introduced us to Mbango the chief, a fine-looking and\ngood-natured negro, who received us most hospitably, supplied us with", "To this woman Mbango gave Okandaga in charge, directing her in our\npresence how to care for her, and assuring her of the most terrible\npunishment should anything befall the woman committed to her care.", "more, we calculated, would bring us to Mbango's village. As the end of\nour journey approached, we grew more desperately anxious to push", "Portuguese trader, about to set off to the interior. He could speak a\nlittle English; so we arranged to go with him as far as he intended to", "As the trader spoke, Makarooroo came forward and shook hands with him in\nthe English fashion. He was then introduced to us, and expressed his", "I pointed to her and looked at Mbango in surprise. He looked first at\nthe woman and then at me, and shook his head mournfully; but being", "warriors of the village, who were completely taken by surprise. A few\nhad escaped; but Mbango, with Okandaga and his household, had been taken\nprisoners, and carried away with many others.", "Mbango and his friends also joined the missionary for a time, but\nultimately returned to the interior, whither I have no doubt they\ncarried some of the good influences that they had received on the coast", "earnest they be, do among the thousands upon thousands of savages that\nwander about in the interior of Africa? No good will ever be done in\nthis land, to any great extent, until traders and missionaries go hand", "\"Indeed she was,\" said I, \"and so were Mbango, and his wife Njamie, and\none or two others whom I did not know; but my men went at them with such\nferocity that they fled along with our enemies.\"", "While the trader was speaking I observed that the negroes were talking\nwith the eager looks and gesticulations that are peculiar to the", "\"I wish there were more people in your country,\" replied the trader,\n\"who felt as you do. I would tell them that, although a trader, I", "make a descent on that of our friend Mbango, with whom we had left poor\nOkandaga. It was this that raised the wrath of our guide to such a\npitch." ], [ "After a little further explanation we found that this Portuguese trader\nwas a man-stealer, on his way to one of the smaller villages, with the", "events of the attack. The trader, she said, had come suddenly on them\nin the dead of night with a large band, and had at once routed the", "that Okandaga was his affianced bride, and that the poor fellow was now\nalmost beside himself with horror because the fetishman had condemned\nher, among others, to drink the poisoned cup.", "\"We thought you were lost,\" said the trader, \"and I began to blame\nmyself for letting you away into the woods, where so many dangers may be", "At an early hour on the following morning we were awakened by the\narrival of one of the scouts, who reported that the Portuguese trader,", "From the scout's description of the prisoners, we became convinced that\nthey were none other than our friends Mbango and his people, and one\nwoman answering to the description of Okandaga was among them.", "As the trader spoke, Makarooroo came forward and shook hands with him in\nthe English fashion. He was then introduced to us, and expressed his", "\"Indeed she was,\" said I, \"and so were Mbango, and his wife Njamie, and\none or two others whom I did not know; but my men went at them with such\nferocity that they fled along with our enemies.\"", "victims who had already fallen, one of whom, we afterwards learned, had\nbelonged to the royal family. Two still remained--a young female and an", "While the commotion caused by this event was going on, I said to the\ntrader--\n\n\"How comes it that Makarooroo can speak English?\"", "warriors of the village, who were completely taken by surprise. A few\nhad escaped; but Mbango, with Okandaga and his household, had been taken\nprisoners, and carried away with many others.", "\"After her!\" cried Jack, bounding forward in pursuit. \"She's our only\nchance of gaining information.\"", "Our guide, who was now trying to reassure his trembling bride, turned,\nwith a broad grin on his sable countenance, and said--", "good his intentions might be, he was in reality running a helpless woman\ndown like a bloodhound. He stopped short instantly, and acting, as on", "Our guide advanced. The slight noise he made in doing so attracted the\npoor woman's attention, and caused her to look up with a wild, quick", "While the trader was speaking I observed that the negroes were talking\nwith the eager looks and gesticulations that are peculiar to the", "Portuguese trader, about to set off to the interior. He could speak a\nlittle English; so we arranged to go with him as far as he intended to", "\"So they are,\" replied the trader, \"and they're kindly fellows too--\njovial and good-humoured, except when under the influence of their", "Okandaga we had previously heard of and seen. She was, according to\nAfrican notions, an exceedingly pretty young girl, with whom our worthy", "\"You are early astir, Princess Oninga,\" said the trader as we entered\nand took our seats round the fire, for at that hour the air felt chilly." ], [ "events of the attack. The trader, she said, had come suddenly on them\nin the dead of night with a large band, and had at once routed the", "Jack and our guide came running into the camp at that moment.\n\n\"Well, Ralph, what of Okandaga?\"", "was to rise, advance upon the camp, utter a terrific shout when within\nfifty yards, rush forward to within twenty-five yards, halt, pour in one", "As Jack uttered the last word we all turned right about and fled like\nthe wind. The savages instantly set up a hideous yell, and darted after", "attack should take place at midnight of the following day. He observed\nthat there were many prisoners in the camp--men, women, and children--\nand these were to be left behind, in charge of a small party of armed", "men; while the main body, under the immediate command of the Portuguese\ntrader, should proceed to the attack of the village.", "\"Four men attack forty or fifty!\" said I despondingly.\n\n\"Ay, Ralph. Why not?\" asked Peterkin.", "into camp to my friend Ralph Rover, who'll skin and stuff you to such an\nextent that your own mother wouldn't know you, and carry you to England,", "consultation as to our plans in the approaching campaign, while Ralph\narranges our hut and makes things comfortable.\"", "right between its two eyes! There. And Ralph's agreed to go too.\"", "After a little further explanation we found that this Portuguese trader\nwas a man-stealer, on his way to one of the smaller villages, with the", "Issuing forth armed only with our double-barrelled guns and heavy\nhunting-knives, we hastened towards the native village. When within a", "\"It's my turn this time, lad,\" he cried, and leaping towards the\nmonster, he placed the muzzle of his rifle close to its shoulder and\nsent a six-ounce ball right through its heart.", "\"I say, Ralph,\" observed my companion, after recovering his composure,\n\"we must try to show this fellow that we don't mean him any harm, else\nhe'll die of sheer fright.\"", "\"Let us separate,\" said Jack; \"it will distract his attention.\"\n\n\"Stay; you have blown out his eye, Ralph, I do believe,\" said Peterkin.", "that Ralph refused point-blank to fire at him, whereupon you fired at\nhim point-blank and wounded him in the shoulder as he was running away?\"", "A firm, tremendous crash burst from among the bushes, and my single\nperson, enveloped in smoke and flame, was, I believe, the only object\nvisible to those in the camp.", "At that moment a hideous roar rang through the woods, seemingly close\nbehind us. We all started to our feet, and seizing our rifles, which\nlay beside us ready loaded, cocked them and drew close together round\nthe fire.", "escaped to the village, and told who it was that frightened them out of\nthe cave, they would certainly have come back and murdered us all.\nThere was truth in this. Still we could not but feel overwhelmed with", "So saying, Jack laid down his rifle, and kicking the logs with his heavy\nboot, sent up such a cloud of bright sparks as must certainly have\nscared the wild animal, whatever it was, away; for we heard no more of\nit that night." ], [ "that was necessary to effect that end, and a good hunter like Makarooroo\nknew he could speedily obtain possession of his bride, but to get her\nremoved from her tribe and carried to the coast was quite a different", "shout, and the name \"Makarooroo, Makarooroo,\" passed from mouth to\nmouth. Presently a fine, tall, deep-chested and broad-shouldered negro", "While Makarooroo explained, the woman's countenance seemed to brighten\nup, and in a few minutes she began to tell with great volubility the", "But, in addition to this, Makarooroo had ascertained that it was\npossible that, before going to King Jambai's village, they might perhaps", "were unwilling to quit the scene of our hunting triumphs and adventures;\non the other hand, Makarooroo and his bride were anxious to reach the\nmission stations on the coast and get married in the Christian manner.", "strength rapidly, and amused myself penning the first chapters of this\nbook. Makarooroo and Okandaga were married, and soon became useful\nmembers of the Christian community on that part of the African coast.", "While this scene of wholesale destruction was going on, Makarooroo came\nup to me and begged me, with mysterious looks, to follow him out of the\ncrowd.", "Poor Okandaga leaped up and uttered a faint scream of alarm, but\nMakarooroo's voice instantly reassured her, and with an exclamation of", "\"What! you're not afraid, Makarooroo?\" The good-humoured fellow burst\ninto a loud laugh on perceiving the practical joke that had been passed", "\"Now, Makarooroo, quick march, and don't draw rein till we reach the\ncave,\" said Jack when we were out of sight of the canoe.", "for having never before been accustomed to other than harsh and\ncontemptuous treatment from men, she could not believe that Makarooroo\nmeant her any good. Gradually, however, she began to like this", "In the course of little more than an hour Jack returned, accompanied by\nMakarooroo, and from the satisfied expression of their faces I judged\nthat they had been successful.", "Having been thus introduced, Jack mounted the trunk of the fallen tree,\nand Makarooroo got up beside him to interpret. He began, like a wise", "guide had fallen desperately in love. Makarooroo's education had done\nmuch for him, and especially in regard to females. Having observed the\nkind, respectful consideration with which the missionaries treated their", "that the two men had never met before, that I resolved to watch them. I\nsoon observed that Makarooroo's mirth was forced, that he was in fact", "Makarooroo at once led the way, and we all followed him to a place not a\nhundred yards distant, where there were evident traces of a fight having\ntaken place. Jack seemed to be much distressed at the sight.", "\"He's a funny dog that Makarooroo,\" said Peterkin, as our interpreter\nhastened away to fetch his rusty old gun and spears; for he meant to", "Here Makarooroo introduced us to Mbango the chief, a fine-looking and\ngood-natured negro, who received us most hospitably, supplied us with", "so enabling them to escape. Seeing this, Makarooroo in desperation\nseized his rifle and levelled it.", "killed on the spot. Meanwhile, the other gained the outlet of the cave,\nand had almost escaped into the forest, when Makarooroo darted after him" ], [ "\"I'll tell you what it is, Ralph,\" cried Peterkin, starting up suddenly:\n\"I'm not going to sit here wasting the time when Jack may be in some\ndesperate fix. I'll go and hunt for him.\"", "\"Do you see that?\" whispered Peterkin, as he pointed to an open space\namong the bushes. \"Isn't that a bit o' the hairy brute?\"\n\n\"It looks like it,\" replied Jack eagerly.", "\"Now, then,\" said Peterkin, as we left the encampment, \"hurrah, for the\nmenagerie!\"\n\n\"You may well call it that,\" said Jack, \"for there's no lack of\nvariety.\"", "seems that as the bull drew near, Peterkin, who, like Jack and me, was\npreparing to shoot, found that a dense thicket came between him and the", "prevailed on Jack and Peterkin to go one day's journey into the bush to\nlook for them. They laughed very much at me indeed, and said that we", "Jack and Peterkin instantly ran up with their pieces cocked.\n\n\"Where is it?\" they cried in a breath.\n\n\"There, crouching just behind that bush.\"", "\"I mean,\" said Peterkin slowly, placing both hands on his knees and\nlooking me steadily in the face--\"I mean to go a-hunting in--but I", "\"You'd better go after it,\" said Jack to Peterkin, \"and take Mak with\nyou.\"", "\"Keep well in rear of me, Ralph,\" said Peterkin, as we halted behind a\nbush to examine our rifles. \"I'll creep as near to him as I can, and if", "\"Ralph,\" said Peterkin, turning to me, and deigning no reply to Jack,\n\"you call yourself a naturalist; so I suppose you are acquainted with\nthe habits of monkeys, and can turn your knowledge to practical\naccount.\"", "stream, and the natives said they could not be far off. Jack and\nPeterkin were armed with immensely heavy rifles, which carried balls of", "Jack smiled as he said this, and raised his rifle. Peterkin at the same\nmoment quietly raised his, saying, \"If that's your game, my boy, then", "\"Besides,\" added Peterkin, \"we were anxious to get back in time for your\nelephant-hunt, else we should have brought more meat with us. But Jack", "After creeping in this manner for some distance, we got within range.\nPeterkin and Jack took aim and fired together. The old gorilla and one", "\"It seems good for food,\" said Jack. \"You'd better climb up, Peterkin,\nand pull a few bunches. The puggies won't mind you, of course, being\none of themselves.\"", "\"Jack, my boy! can it be possible?\" gasped Peterkin.\n\n\"I believe it is,\" replied Jack, laughing.--\"Ralph, my dear old fellow,\nhow are you?\"", "\"Did you?\" said Peterkin, looking up quickly; \"then, Ralph, I'm afraid\nyou must give all the honour to Jack, for you have missed altogether.\"", "\"Now, Peterkin,\" said Jack, when these dispositions had been made, \"it\nis time for you to get ready. Makarooroo and I can manage these", "\"Your shot was not such a bad one this time, Ralph,\" observed Peterkin,\nas we three stood looking at the large elephant which the natives were", "\"Hist! that's him,\" whispered Peterkin.\n\nInstantly throwing our rifles into a position of readiness we pushed\nrapidly through the underwood in the direction whence the cry had come." ], [ "Our guide grinned as he left the hut to execute his mission, and we\nturned to converse on this new plan, which, the more we thought of it,\nseemed the more to grow in our estimation as most feasible.", "The guide shook his head.\n\n\"At any rate,\" observed Jack, \"if caught they would certainly be guarded\nwith care from injury; so that if we could only find out which way they\nhave gone, we might pursue and attack them.\"", "We had determined to accept of three oxen from the chief, and to ride\nthese when we felt fatigued; but we thought it best to let our native\nporters carry our baggage on their shoulders, as they had hitherto done.", "Our guide obeyed in silence, and for the next two hours we travelled\nthrough the woods at a sort of half trot that must have carried us over", "therefore left the hut at once, and ran as fast as we could towards the\nplace where our guns and shoes had been left. Our guide seized Okandaga", "On our third morning after the accident we set forth again, and\ncontinued our journey by forced marches as Peterkin could bear it.\nAlthough the two past days and nights had been absolutely lost, and", "Our guide advanced. The slight noise he made in doing so attracted the\npoor woman's attention, and caused her to look up with a wild, quick", "Jack and Peterkin and I seized our weapons, and hurrying out, followed\nour guide to the spot where this terrible tragedy was enacting.", "Acting upon this advice, we proceeded cautiously to the several spots\nindicated, and our guide set off towards an exposed place, where he", "We all ran out and followed the scout to his hut, where we found his\nwives--for he had three of them--nursing the child as tenderly as if it", "Three days after this misadventure I was nearly as well as ever, and we\nwere once more journeying by forced marches towards the south. Two days", "leaving my more expert comrades to take the longer shots. We had also\ntwo natives--one being our guide, Makarooroo, who carried Jack and", "And so, reader, it was ultimately settled, and in the course of two\nweeks more we three were on our way to the land of the slave, the black\nsavage, and the gorilla.", "seemed also to be exceedingly anxious to be off, so we decided; and\nslipping quietly away under the shelter of the hedge, while the natives", "We had now reached this point. The day before that on which we encamped\nin the woods, as above related, we arrived at a native village, and had", "When within about three miles of the place where our men had been\nordered to haul the canoe out of the water and make the camp, we came to", "them. For two hours did we dash through bush and brake, jungle and\nmorass, led by Makarooroo, and lighted by the pale beams of the moon.", "Issuing forth armed only with our double-barrelled guns and heavy\nhunting-knives, we hastened towards the native village. When within a", "Having bade adieu to the chief and rubbed noses with him and with\nseveral of our friends in the village, we all three got upon our novel", "companions, I ran at my utmost speed in the direction of a dense jungle,\nwhere I purposed taking shelter until the natives should pass by, and" ], [ "There are muffs in this world. I do not refer to those hairy articles\nof female apparel in which ladies are wont to place their hands,", "The muff is a boy who from natural disposition, or early training, or\nboth, is mild, diffident, and gentle. So far he is an estimable", "\"I say, Ralph,\" observed my companion, after recovering his composure,\n\"we must try to show this fellow that we don't mean him any harm, else\nhe'll die of sheer fright.\"", "\"Because, Ralph, you have got into a habit of thinking aloud, which may\ndo very well as long as you have no secrets to keep but it may prove\ninconvenient some day, so I warn you in time.\"", "\"Exactly; but what sort of calculation Ralph means to undertake at\npresent I know not. Perhaps he's going to try to find out whether, if", "character. Were this all, he were not a muff. In order to deserve that\ntitle he must be timid and unenthusiastic. He must refuse to venture", "\"I say, Ralph,\" whispered Jack faintly, \"do look to my wounds and see\nthat they are all tightly bound up. I can't afford to lose another drop\nof blood. It's almost all drained away, I believe.\"", "are made muffs by injudicious training, who would have grown up to be\nbold, manly fellows had they been otherwise treated. There are also", "\"Ralph,\" he said to me one day, \"half the world is mad--I am not sure\nthat I might not say three-quarters of the world is mad--and I'm quite", "\"Of course when I am about to fire; but you know well enough what I\nmean.\"\n\n\"Hush, Ralph! we must keep silence now and step lightly.\"", "\"Well, I won't,\" says Pat, \"but _you're_ a muff, anyhow.\"\n\n\"Perhaps I am,\" replies Tom.", "\"Let us separate,\" said Jack; \"it will distract his attention.\"\n\n\"Stay; you have blown out his eye, Ralph, I do believe,\" said Peterkin.", "\"O Ralph, how can you expect a nigger to understand such a sentence as\nthat?\" said Jack, as he turned to Mak and added, \"What do you see?\"", "\"There's no saying,\" interposed Jack. \"I should not wonder, now, if\nyou, Ralph, were to go home and write a book detailing our adventures in", "pretty sure that each man in the enemy's ranks must have obtained the\nloan of several pairs to-night. But have you heard the sound of Ralph's\nguns?\"", "least a refined species of gorilla. I say, Ralph, what makes you look\nso lugubrious?\"", "for them. The human race seems to be born to disappointment. Did you\nnever notice, Ralph, how obstinately contrary and cross-grained things\ngo when you want them to go otherwise?\"", "\"Ralph,\" said he, looking up suddenly, \"I don't feel a bit sleepy, and\nyet I'm tired enough.\"\n\n\"You are smoking too much, perhaps,\" I suggested.", "\"O Ralph, what a bat you are! He was grave enough just now, truly; but\ndid you not observe the twinkle in his eye when he spoke to us in\nEnglish? Depend on it he's a funny dog.\"", "With many of the varieties I have a strong sympathy, and for their\ncomfort I would say that muffs may cure themselves if they choose to try\nenergetically." ], [ "I felt much saddened by these remarks, and asked the trader if the\nmissionaries accomplished any good among them.", "path of the missionary practicable, the system of trade must be\ninverted, the trader and the missionary must go hand in hand, and\ncommerce and religion--although incomparably different in their nature", "earnest they be, do among the thousands upon thousands of savages that\nwander about in the interior of Africa? No good will ever be done in\nthis land, to any great extent, until traders and missionaries go hand", "be explained by the trader our object in visiting the country, so that\nhe might tell the tribes whom we intended to visit. This, we found, was\nan absolutely needful precaution, on the following ground.", "\"I say, Ralph,\" observed my companion, after recovering his composure,\n\"we must try to show this fellow that we don't mean him any harm, else\nhe'll die of sheer fright.\"", "\"Yis, massa, hims say dat. Hims hear long ago ob one missionary as hab\ndo dat; so de chief he tink it bery good idea, an' hims try too, an'", "As the trader spoke, Makarooroo came forward and shook hands with him in\nthe English fashion. He was then introduced to us, and expressed his", "After a little further explanation we found that this Portuguese trader\nwas a man-stealer, on his way to one of the smaller villages, with the", "My friend nodded assent, and the trader, turning to the expectant crowd\nof natives, gave them the information they desired. No sooner had he", "The guide seemed a little put out by this remark, and went on reloading\nhis gun without making reply. He had received enough of moral education\nat the mission stations to appreciate to some extent the feelings by", "\"They want to know where you have left the carcass of the leopard, and\nif you have taken away the brains,\" said the trader, turning to me. \"I", "consultation as to our plans in the approaching campaign, while Ralph\narranges our hut and makes things comfortable.\"", "\"Oh yes,\" he replied, \"they do much good, such of them at least as\nreally are missionaries; for it does not follow that every one who wears", "\"We thought you were lost,\" said the trader, \"and I began to blame\nmyself for letting you away into the woods, where so many dangers may be", "\"O Ralph, how can you expect a nigger to understand such a sentence as\nthat?\" said Jack, as he turned to Mak and added, \"What do you see?\"", "\"I wish there were more people in your country,\" replied the trader,\n\"who felt as you do. I would tell them that, although a trader, I", "\"Well, accidental or otherwise,\" said the trader, \"you've got credit for\nthe deed, and your fame will be spread among the tribe whether you will", "\"Good,\" said Jack; \"you have wisdom with you for once, Ralph--it seems\nfeasible.--What say you, Mak? I think it a capital plan.\"", "Portuguese trader, about to set off to the interior. He could speak a\nlittle English; so we arranged to go with him as far as he intended to", "\"Ralph,\" said Peterkin, turning to me, and deigning no reply to Jack,\n\"you call yourself a naturalist; so I suppose you are acquainted with\nthe habits of monkeys, and can turn your knowledge to practical\naccount.\"" ], [ "But, in addition to this, Makarooroo had ascertained that it was\npossible that, before going to King Jambai's village, they might perhaps", "\"Collect our scattered men; go back to the village; have a palaver with\nKing Jambai and his chiefs; get up a pursuit, and run the foxes to\nearth.\"", "King Jambai received us with great delight, and his people went into a\nstate of immense rejoicing--firing guns, and shouting, and beating", "\"You have made quite a conquest, gentlemen, of worthy Jambai,\" said the\ntrader, after translating the king's favourable reply. \"The fact is he", "It chanced that the chief of this village was connected by marriage with\nKing Jambai--a most fortunate circumstance for us, as it ensured our", "so large a village as that of King Jambai, had talked of turning aside\nto secure the assistance of another tribe not far distant, who, they\nknew, would be too glad to pick a quarrel with that chief.", "\"And,\" added Peterkin, in an undertone to Makarooroo, \"tell them that\nKing Jambai expects that every man will do his duty.\"", "although most of them must have been convinced that the fugitives were\nthere. Their fears increased as their anger abated, and they crowded\nround King Jambai, who seemed loath to take upon himself the honour of", "King Jambai's warriors are accustomed to kill will not do on this great\nand peculiar occasion. They will not answer the purpose--my purpose;\ntherefore I have provided a kind of bullet which every one must use", "All was bustle, noise, and activity in the village, or, more correctly\nspeaking, in the native town of his Majesty King Jambai, early in the", "\"Ah! I see; it's all right,\" said Peterkin, raising himself on one\nelbow as they entered the hut and seated themselves beside the fire.\n\"Old Jambai has been `talked over.'\"", "manner that was quite incomprehensible to us. King Jambai, it seems,\nhad been for some weeks suffering from illness--possibly from", "that on our faces, having been advised by King Jambai himself to hunt\nwith black faces, as wild animals were quicker to perceive our white", "The day following that on which we set out from King Jambai's village,\nas narrated in the last chapter, Jack, Peterkin, Makarooroo, Njamie's", "was little better than a clumsy waddle. Before we could pass further\ncomment on her appearance, King Jambai entered, and saluted us by taking", "diplomatist, by complimenting King Jambai, and spoke at some length on\ncourage in general, and on the bravery of King Jambai's warriors in", "On going to the hut of King Jambai, who had invited us to breakfast with\nhim, we found the Princess Oninga alone, seated in the king's armchair", "journey homeward, and reached the village not long after sunrise, to the\nimmense surprise of Jambai, who could scarcely believe that we had\nrouted the enemy so completely, and whose scepticism was further", "\"We cannot sleep while injustice is done in the village,\" answered Jack,\nin a lofty tone. \"Let not King Jambai do that which will make his", "circumstances, and the absolute necessity of our returning at some\nperiod or other to our native land to tell our people of the wonders we\nhad seen in the great country of King Jambai. Observing that his" ], [ "of ferocity that caused them to look more like wild beasts than men,\nstood the king, and beside him the doctor or fetishman. This latter was", "nettled that any of his warriors should show the white feather. \"If\nevil spirits are there, our fetishman will drive them away. Let the\ndoctor stand forth.\"", "\"Collect our scattered men; go back to the village; have a palaver with\nKing Jambai and his chiefs; get up a pursuit, and run the foxes to\nearth.\"", "of capturing the fugitives, but there was no resisting the mandate of\nthe king; besides, his honour and credit as a fetishman was at stake;", "But, in addition to this, Makarooroo had ascertained that it was\npossible that, before going to King Jambai's village, they might perhaps", "manner that was quite incomprehensible to us. King Jambai, it seems,\nhad been for some weeks suffering from illness--possibly from", "\"There is something wrong with the fetishman, I think,\" remarked Jack,\nas we disembarked at the landing. \"He seems excited. Do you know what\nit can be at, Makarooroo?\"", "that Okandaga was his affianced bride, and that the poor fellow was now\nalmost beside himself with horror because the fetishman had condemned\nher, among others, to drink the poisoned cup.", "We now deemed this a fitting moment to tell the king boldly of our\nhaving assisted in the escape of Okandaga from his village, and beg his", "All these arrangements and appointments were made in a cool, quiet, and\narbitrary manner by Jack, to whom the natives, including the king,\nlooked up with a species of awe amounting almost to veneration.", "strengthened him for his special work. A large hut was set apart for\nour accommodation; a dish of yams, a roast monkey, and a couple of fowls", "although most of them must have been convinced that the fugitives were\nthere. Their fears increased as their anger abated, and they crowded\nround King Jambai, who seemed loath to take upon himself the honour of", "It chanced that the chief of this village was connected by marriage with\nKing Jambai--a most fortunate circumstance for us, as it ensured our", "On our return to the village we found the people on the eve of one of\nthose terrible outbursts of superstitious passion which rarely if ever\npass away without some wretched human creature perishing under the hands\nof murderers.", "All was bustle, noise, and activity in the village, or, more correctly\nspeaking, in the native town of his Majesty King Jambai, early in the", "so large a village as that of King Jambai, had talked of turning aside\nto secure the assistance of another tribe not far distant, who, they\nknew, would be too glad to pick a quarrel with that chief.", "\"The same. Well, I shall put him in charge, and tell him to follow us\nto Mbango's village; then we four shall start off light, and hunt our", "\"Indeed she was,\" said I, \"and so were Mbango, and his wife Njamie, and\none or two others whom I did not know; but my men went at them with such\nferocity that they fled along with our enemies.\"", "escaped to the village, and told who it was that frightened them out of\nthe cave, they would certainly have come back and murdered us all.\nThere was truth in this. Still we could not but feel overwhelmed with", "\"And,\" added Peterkin, in an undertone to Makarooroo, \"tell them that\nKing Jambai expects that every man will do his duty.\"" ], [ "During the brief period in which we were thus employed, the poor woman\nmanaged to creep away, and when we again looked round she was gone. Our", "victims who had already fallen, one of whom, we afterwards learned, had\nbelonged to the royal family. Two still remained--a young female and an", "Our guide advanced. The slight noise he made in doing so attracted the\npoor woman's attention, and caused her to look up with a wild, quick", "and all the risk we had run on their account. Poor Njamie was\nexceedingly grateful to us. She sought by every means in her power to", "I was about to turn to our guide, when the woman raised her head a\nlittle, so that her face was exposed. I at once recognised the features", "by the wrist and dragged her along; but indeed she was so nimble that at\nfirst she required no assistance. In a short time, however, we were", "At that instant there was a shout in the village, so loud that we knew\nthe escape was discovered. An indescribable hubbub ensued, but we soon", "\"After her!\" cried Jack, bounding forward in pursuit. \"She's our only\nchance of gaining information.\"", "in the shade, with her face buried in her hands. She was not tied in\nany way, as the guards knew well enough that she could not hope to\nescape them by mere running way.", "just think of the state of satisfaction and rejoicing that she must be\nin now at having escaped. Had it not been for that trial she would now\nhave been in her ordinary humdrum condition. I quite agree with Ralph", "CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR.\n\nA LONG CHASE, AND A HAPPY TERMINATION THEREOF.", "escaped to the village, and told who it was that frightened them out of\nthe cave, they would certainly have come back and murdered us all.\nThere was truth in this. Still we could not but feel overwhelmed with", "visitors ashamed of him. Let the girl live till to-morrow at midnight.\nLet the case be investigated, and if she be proved guilty then let her\ndie.\"", "\"So, Mak, we shall save her yet,\" cried Jack heartily, slapping the\nshoulder of the guide, whose honest visage beamed with returning hope.", "herself. The old lady was a meek, simple body, and quite as stupid as\nher hopeful son appeared to be. Hearing that our master was a sharp", "good his intentions might be, he was in reality running a helpless woman\ndown like a bloodhound. He stopped short instantly, and acting, as on", "There was something almost ludicrous in the act, but it had the effect\nof, to some extent, relieving the poor woman's fears. Seeing this, as", "\"True,\" answered Jack. \"The delay is not so brief, however, but that we\nmay plan some method of getting the poor girl out of this scrape.--What\nsay you, Mak?\"", "have reason to be very thankful we have escaped so easily. I made sure\nthat you were killed when I saw you flying through the air.\"", "assurance that he would not hear of it. Finally she hobbled out of the\nroom with the letter in her hand." ], [ "\"Not to mention the rhinoceros,\" observed Jack.", "\"Ay, and cannon-revolvers in their pockets!\" added Jack. \"But, look--\nthat hideous old rhinoceros. He has been standing there for the last", "The fall probably saved my life, for before I could rise the rhinoceros\nsprang completely over me in its headlong charge. So narrow was my", "Not being gifted with the activity of Peterkin, it had stood its ground\nwhen the rhinoceros charged, and had received an accidental kick from\nthe great foot of that animal which had broken its back and killed it\noutright.", "\"Now,\" continued Peterkin, \"I'll tell you what has happened. We've\nfloored a rhinoceros and a giraffe and a lion, which, to my thinking, is", "The portion of the bank of the stream at this spot happened to be rather\nsteep, so that the rhinoceros, on regaining his feet, experienced", "accidental impulse. But whatever the cause, the effect was most\nfortunate; for the rhinoceros at once turned towards me, and thus, being", "This was true, and I was not sorry that the rhinoceros had done me this\nservice; for, to say truth, I have ever felt the necessity of killing", "\"Look out, Jack!\" I cried, as a buffalo bull with glaring eyes and\nfoaming jaws made a desperate effort to leap over the barrier in our\nvery faces.", "had evidently been made by the formidable horn of the rhinoceros. This,\nand the other wounds which were still bleeding pretty freely, we", "We were now in the wilds of Africa, although, as I have said, I found it\ndifficult to believe the fact. Jack and I wore loose brown shooting", "One day, about a week after the events above narrated, we met with an\nadventure which well-nigh cost Jack his life, but which ultimately", "lion--that we were utterly indifferent to the other animals. But they\nwere not indifferent to us; for the wounded rhinoceros, catching sight", "our rifles when the bushes near us were trodden down, and a huge black\nrhinoceros sauntered slowly up to us. So near was he that we could have", "\"Elephants!\" exclaimed Jack.\n\n\"Impossible,\" said I; \"they must be buffaloes.\"", "placed. On our left stood the rhinoceros, not fifteen yards off; on our\nright the giraffe raised his long neck above the bushes, about twenty", "\"Are we safe here?\" I whispered to Jack.\n\n\"Safe enough if we keep still. But we shall have to cut and run if an\nelephant chances to get sight of us.\"", "same instant the wounded rhinoceros crossed the spot which he had left\nwith a terrific rush, and bursting through the bushes as if it had been\na great rock falling from a mountain cliff, went headlong into the", "\"Look out!\" cried Jack, springing to the right, in order to get on the\nanimal's blind side as it succeeded in effecting a landing.", "Jack, who, like the lion, was also in a crouching position, staring\nfixedly in the face of his foe. They were both perfectly motionless," ], [ "After a little further explanation we found that this Portuguese trader\nwas a man-stealer, on his way to one of the smaller villages, with the", "\"You see,\" said he, \"the rascally Portuguese trafficker in human flesh\nwould naturally try to effect his object with as little bloodshed as", "then come out and pursue my way leisurely. But I was prevented from\nadopting this course in consequence of two very fleet negroes", "confusion, the trader and a band of negroes approaching us. We hurried\non our clothes as rapidly as possible, and were a little more", "The man corrected himself quickly, but the slip confirmed Makarooroo's\nremark and our own suspicions that he was a slave-dealer.", "forward, lest we should be too late to give them timely warning of the\nslave-dealer's approach. We also became more taciturn, and I could see", "Some of the black warriors, supposing that the expression of this wish\nwas a direct invitation to them to begin, gave utterance to a terrific\nhowl.\n\n\"Stay! stop!\" cried Jack, holding up his hand.", "We felt like chained hounds when the huntsmen pass by. We knew that\nevery hour increased the distance between us and the slave-dealer's", "While the trader was speaking I observed that the negroes were talking\nwith the eager looks and gesticulations that are peculiar to the", "party, so as to prevent our good friends Mbango and Jambai being\nsurprised and carried into slavery along with all their people. It", "carry them away into slavery. Now, I cannot conceive it possible that\nhe could catch the whole tribe.\"", "The words had scarcely passed his lips when the two negroes came up, but\nhalted a few yards from the mouth of the cave on seeing such a giant\nform guarding the entrance.", "They entered the dell in a confused though solid and silent body; and\nPeterkin could observe, by the dim light, that they were led by one man,\nwho walked in advance, whom he rightly judged to be the Portuguese\nslave-dealer.", "To let those men escape and reveal the place of our concealment was not\nto be thought of. Jack darted out upon them. They separated from each", "While we spoke, the negroes, who stood about fifty yards distant from\nus, were consulting with each other in eager voices, but never for a\nmoment taking their eyes off us.", "happened to be nearest to him, and that the position of the tangled\nunderwood prevented my companions from taking good aim; so without\nwaiting for them, being anxious to save, if possible, the life of the", "progress; but knowing that you are simply hunters, he is anxious to\nassist you by all the means at his command. He is surprised, indeed, at\nyour taking so much trouble and coming so far merely to kill wild", "At an early hour on the following morning we were awakened by the\narrival of one of the scouts, who reported that the Portuguese trader,", "scattering the negroes who came in his way, and made his escape, to our\ngreat disappointment.", "\"No, massa; no shot at wild beast. De wild beast hab bin here too, but\ndey come for to eat mans after he dead.\"\n\n\"Come, let us see the spot,\" said Jack." ], [ "In the course of little more than an hour Jack returned, accompanied by\nMakarooroo, and from the satisfied expression of their faces I judged\nthat they had been successful.", "that we had made such a bad hunt during the night. Having pointed out\nour route, Makarooroo then left us, and we lay down to obtain a few\nhours' repose.", "so enabling them to escape. Seeing this, Makarooroo in desperation\nseized his rifle and levelled it.", "\"He's a funny dog that Makarooroo,\" said Peterkin, as our interpreter\nhastened away to fetch his rusty old gun and spears; for he meant to", "While Makarooroo explained, the woman's countenance seemed to brighten\nup, and in a few minutes she began to tell with great volubility the", "Makarooroo, we arranged to rest there a day, and accompany them on their\nhunting expedition; and the better to secure their good will, we", "Makarooroo and Jack came running towards us. The former shouted an\nexplanation of who and what we were to our late enemies, and in less", "killed on the spot. Meanwhile, the other gained the outlet of the cave,\nand had almost escaped into the forest, when Makarooroo darted after him", "shout, and the name \"Makarooroo, Makarooroo,\" passed from mouth to\nmouth. Presently a fine, tall, deep-chested and broad-shouldered negro", "that was necessary to effect that end, and a good hunter like Makarooroo\nknew he could speedily obtain possession of his bride, but to get her\nremoved from her tribe and carried to the coast was quite a different", "Poor Okandaga leaped up and uttered a faint scream of alarm, but\nMakarooroo's voice instantly reassured her, and with an exclamation of", "One day we set out, as was our wont, to hunt for gorillas, accompanied\nonly by our faithful follower Makarooroo. It chanced to be a lovely", "But, in addition to this, Makarooroo had ascertained that it was\npossible that, before going to King Jambai's village, they might perhaps", "While this scene of wholesale destruction was going on, Makarooroo came\nup to me and begged me, with mysterious looks, to follow him out of the\ncrowd.", "\"No been long, massa,\" said Makarooroo earnestly. \"If we go quick we\nketch 'im.\"", "\"What! you're not afraid, Makarooroo?\" The good-humoured fellow burst\ninto a loud laugh on perceiving the practical joke that had been passed", "that Makarooroo and I had had the day before, Peterkin entered with a\nswaggering gait, and setting his rifle down in a corner, flung himself\non the pile of skins that formed his couch.", "Makarooroo had been too long accustomed to see wild animals to\nunderstand the pleasure we enjoyed in merely staring at them, so he was\nleft in charge of our camp.", "\"Surely,\" said he, \"enough have been sacrificed already.--Tell him,\nMakarooroo, that I will quit his village and never see him more if he\ndoes not spare the life of that young girl.\"", "Makarooroo assured us that he had hunted this animal some years ago, and\nhad seen one or two at a distance, though he had never killed one, and" ], [ "Peterkin had not time to cap. He leaped up, turned round, and ran for\nthe woods at the top of his speed; but the bull was upon him in an", "\"Are we to shoot?\" inquired Peterkin.\n\n\"Better not, I think. We don't require meat, and there is no use in\nmurdering the poor things. What a splendid scene!\"", "\"I mean,\" said Peterkin slowly, placing both hands on his knees and\nlooking me steadily in the face--\"I mean to go a-hunting in--but I", "\"Now,\" continued Peterkin, \"I'll tell you what has happened. We've\nfloored a rhinoceros and a giraffe and a lion, which, to my thinking, is", "unable to hit them. Seeing this, Peterkin took pity on me, and sitting\ndown in the bow of our canoe, picked off all the birds I pointed out to", "\"I wonder,\" said Peterkin, after a long silence, \"if we shall reach the\nniggers' village in time for the hunt to-morrow. I fear that we have\nspent too much time in this wild-goose chase.\"", "\"Indeed it was; and thanks to Peterkin's ever-ready rifle that it was an\nescape at all. What a monstrous brute!\"", "\"I'm sorry we did not get the duck, however,\" observed Peterkin, as we\nreturned to the place where we had left the canoe. \"Elephant meat is", "\"Now, then,\" said Peterkin, as we left the encampment, \"hurrah, for the\nmenagerie!\"\n\n\"You may well call it that,\" said Jack, \"for there's no lack of\nvariety.\"", "\"No wonder I only knocked his tail off,\" said Peterkin.\n\n\"On the contrary,\" said I, \"the wonder is that under the circumstances\nyou hit the bird at all.\"", "All this was said in the lowest possible whispers. Peterkin took a\nsteady aim at the part of the creature that was visible, and fired.", "Peterkin shook his head, and said solemnly, \"Ralph, my boy, don't take\nto joking. It don't agree with your constitution. You'll get ill if", "Not being gifted with the activity of Peterkin, it had stood its ground\nwhen the rhinoceros charged, and had received an accidental kick from\nthe great foot of that animal which had broken its back and killed it\noutright.", "legs again, as if it wished to escape from its tormentor, but had\nscarcely vigour enough to make the effort. Peterkin quietly lifted it\nup and placed it deliberately before him again in the same attitude as", "Peterkin was the first to come up with her. He gradually but\nperseveringly ran her down. When he came within a few yards of her, the", "Peterkin went up to one of the oxen and attempted to mount it; but the\nanimal made a demonstration of an intention to gore him, and obstinately\nobjected to this.", "\"Shame on you, Peterkin,\" said I, as I reloaded his rifle for\nhim--\"shame on you to crow thus over a fallen foe!\"", "\"Don't let us talk then, lest we should scare it,\" whispered Peterkin.\n\"Lead the way, Mak; and mind, when we come close enough, move your great\ncarcass out of the way and let me to the front.\"", "\"I don't mean that,\" interrupted Peterkin; \"I mean that I don't believe\nthere's such a brute as a gorilla at all.\"", "\"Yet I have not much to boast of,\" he replied. \"It is to be hoped that\nPeterkin has had better luck. Have you seen him?\"\n\n\"No; I have not even heard him fire a shot.\"" ], [ "The muff is a boy who from natural disposition, or early training, or\nboth, is mild, diffident, and gentle. So far he is an estimable", "digression, I say, by remarking that the boys who are most loved in this\nworld are those who are lambs, _almost_ muffs, in the drawing-room, but\nlions in the field.", "eminently expressive of a certain class of boys, big as well as little,\nold as well as young. There are three distinct classes of boys--namely,", "muffs, sensible fellows, and boasters. I say there are three distinct\nclasses, but I do not say that every boy belongs to one or other of", "are made muffs by injudicious training, who would have grown up to be\nbold, manly fellows had they been otherwise treated. There are also", "because of their kindness to the boy. The proper reward of diligent\nsuccessful labour is a prize, but the best reward of love and kindness\nis a warm, hearty recognition of their existence.--Just tell them, Mak,", "their falling off and breaking their necks. I firmly believe that boys\nwere intended to encounter all kinds of risks, in order to prepare them\nto meet and grapple with the risks and dangers incident to man's career", "\"the gloves,\" and become regardless of a swelled nose, in order that\nthey may be able to defend themselves or others from sudden assault. So\ndoing they will become sensible fellows, whose character I have thus to", "bold in the drawing-room, but rather mild in the field. They are\ndesperately egotistical, fond of exaggeration, and prone to depreciate", "\"`Silence, boys,' cried the master, in a tone that produced the desired\neffect so thoroughly that you might have heard a pin drop. Then laying", "Let muffs, therefore, learn to swim, to leap, and to run. Let them\nwrestle with boys bigger than themselves, regardless of being thrown.", "I also reflected, and not without a feeling of shame, on my want of\nnerve, and was deeply impressed with the importance of boys being inured", "\"That is the word of a coward,\" cried the king, who, although somewhat\ntimorous about spirits, was in reality a bold, brave man, and felt", "herself. The old lady was a meek, simple body, and quite as stupid as\nher hopeful son appeared to be. Hearing that our master was a sharp", "extent to girls as well as boys, for they too are liable through life to\noccasional encounters with danger--such as meeting with mad bulls, being", "I could scarcely believe that the jovial, kindly, hearty fellows were\nthe very men who are well-known to be such cruel, bloodthirsty fiends", "to what he could and could not do. Take an illustration. A naturally\nbold boy has been unwisely trained to be exceedingly careful of himself.\nHe does not know the extent of his own courage, or the power and", "gentleman behind him with gold spectacles. That's all, except two boys\nfarther aft, and three ladies in the cabin. Oh, _what_ a bore!\"", "\"Poor boy!\" said Peterkin tenderly, as he laid his hand gently on the\nchild's woolly pate.--\"Tell them, Mak, to look well after him here, and", "\"Oh, don't trouble yourself to answer. Just shut up for a minute or\ntwo. You were rather a soft green youth then, and you don't seem to be\nmuch harder or less verdant now.\"" ], [ "\"Speak to her, Mak,\" said Jack, as the guide came up. \"Tell her who and\nwhat we are at once, to relieve her feelings; and let her know", "Our guide advanced. The slight noise he made in doing so attracted the\npoor woman's attention, and caused her to look up with a wild, quick", "willingness to become our interpreter in somewhat curious but quite\ncomprehensible English. As I looked at his intelligent, good-natured", "Jack remained with her, but the guide went on with us, in order to give\ninstructions to our men, who, when we arrived, seemed much surprised", "Portuguese trader, about to set off to the interior. He could speak a\nlittle English; so we arranged to go with him as far as he intended to", "\"Ho! noting porteekler,\" replied the guide, with an air and tone of\nsarcasm that quite amused us. \"Hims not go sout', ho no! hims go west,", "Our guide obeyed in silence, and for the next two hours we travelled\nthrough the woods at a sort of half trot that must have carried us over", "I was about to turn to our guide, when the woman raised her head a\nlittle, so that her face was exposed. I at once recognised the features", "proceed, learn as much of the native language as possible while in his\ncompany, and then obtain a native guide to conduct us to the country in\nwhich the gorillas are found. To this native guide, we arranged, should", "This was sufficient. The guide pushed boldly forward, and led us to the\nmouth of a large cavern, at which he halted and pointed to the gloomy\ninterior.", "The guide put his finger on his mouth to impose silence, and stood in a\nlistening attitude with his eyes cast upon the ground, his nostrils", "\"We mus' go bery slow, dis way,\" said the guide, imitating the process\nof walking with extreme caution. \"No break leetle stick. If you break\nleetle stick hims go right away.\"", "Jack replied in the same language; but on learning that we were\nEnglishmen, he began to talk in our own tongue, although he evidently\nunderstood very little of it.", "They entered the dell in a confused though solid and silent body; and\nPeterkin could observe, by the dim light, that they were led by one man,\nwho walked in advance, whom he rightly judged to be the Portuguese\nslave-dealer.", "We did not venture to speak even in whispers as we advanced; but by a\nsign Jack told Peterkin to take the lead. Jack himself followed.\nMakarooroo went next, and I brought up the rear.", "\"Make him describe to us and to the men the day's route before leaving\nus,\" suggested Peterkin; \"and as for the talking, we can manage that\nwell enough for all needful purposes by a mixture of the few phrases we\nknow with signs.\"", "\"Ho! ha! ha! hi!\" shouted our guide, rolling over on the grass and\nsplitting himself with laughter; for Makarooroo, like the most of his", "Our guide, who was now trying to reassure his trembling bride, turned,\nwith a broad grin on his sable countenance, and said--", "Our worthy guide looked so terribly fierce as he uttered this fiendish\nlaugh, that we all came to a stand and gazed at him in surprise; we\nfancied that something must have deranged his mind.", "As the trader spoke, Makarooroo came forward and shook hands with him in\nthe English fashion. He was then introduced to us, and expressed his" ], [ "although most of them must have been convinced that the fugitives were\nthere. Their fears increased as their anger abated, and they crowded\nround King Jambai, who seemed loath to take upon himself the honour of", "manner that was quite incomprehensible to us. King Jambai, it seems,\nhad been for some weeks suffering from illness--possibly from", "King Jambai received us with great delight, and his people went into a\nstate of immense rejoicing--firing guns, and shouting, and beating", "backing out of the snare. He then wheeled round and charged straight at\nKing Jambai, who stood close to us, with incredible fury. The beast, as", "so large a village as that of King Jambai, had talked of turning aside\nto secure the assistance of another tribe not far distant, who, they\nknew, would be too glad to pick a quarrel with that chief.", "But, in addition to this, Makarooroo had ascertained that it was\npossible that, before going to King Jambai's village, they might perhaps", "was little better than a clumsy waddle. Before we could pass further\ncomment on her appearance, King Jambai entered, and saluted us by taking", "\"We cannot sleep while injustice is done in the village,\" answered Jack,\nin a lofty tone. \"Let not King Jambai do that which will make his", "King Jambai's warriors are accustomed to kill will not do on this great\nand peculiar occasion. They will not answer the purpose--my purpose;\ntherefore I have provided a kind of bullet which every one must use", "diplomatist, by complimenting King Jambai, and spoke at some length on\ncourage in general, and on the bravery of King Jambai's warriors in", "intention of attacking it. Makarooroo ascertained that they meant to\nproceed direct to that of King Jambai, first, however, getting one of", "It chanced that the chief of this village was connected by marriage with\nKing Jambai--a most fortunate circumstance for us, as it ensured our", "\"You have made quite a conquest, gentlemen, of worthy Jambai,\" said the\ntrader, after translating the king's favourable reply. \"The fact is he", "down a small tree up which King Jambai had climbed, partly for safety\nand partly in order to dart a javelin down on the brute as it passed.", "That evening the trader started on his return journey to the coast,\nleaving us in charge of King Jambai, who promised earnestly to take good", "\"And,\" added Peterkin, in an undertone to Makarooroo, \"tell them that\nKing Jambai expects that every man will do his duty.\"", "On going to the hut of King Jambai, who had invited us to breakfast with\nhim, we found the Princess Oninga alone, seated in the king's armchair", "The day following that on which we set out from King Jambai's village,\nas narrated in the last chapter, Jack, Peterkin, Makarooroo, Njamie's", "that on our faces, having been advised by King Jambai himself to hunt\nwith black faces, as wild animals were quicker to perceive our white", "circumstances, and the absolute necessity of our returning at some\nperiod or other to our native land to tell our people of the wonders we\nhad seen in the great country of King Jambai. Observing that his" ], [ "One day, about a week after the events above narrated, we met with an\nadventure which well-nigh cost Jack his life, but which ultimately", "of the balls went in at his mouth and smashed its way out at the back of\nhis skull. The other ball shaved his cheek, and lodged in a tree not\ntwo inches from Jack's nose.\"", "\"Let us separate,\" said Jack; \"it will distract his attention.\"\n\n\"Stay; you have blown out his eye, Ralph, I do believe,\" said Peterkin.", "feet. While we were thus engaged we observed that our poor friend's\narms and chest had received several severe bruises and some slight\nwounds, and we also discovered a terrible gash in his right thigh which", "Jack did not even attempt to load, but uttering a fearful cry, he sprang\ntowards our friend with a bound like that of an enraged tiger. A gleam", "Makarooroo at once led the way, and we all followed him to a place not a\nhundred yards distant, where there were evident traces of a fight having\ntaken place. Jack seemed to be much distressed at the sight.", "Jack made some sort of reply, but his voice sounded hollow and\nindistinct. Then I looked up again, and saw that it was the head of a", "befall us. There was, however, no other alternative now; for Jack's\nwounds were very severe, and the amount of blood lost by him was so", "As it took the next step, and appeared about to spring, Jack pulled the\ntrigger. The cap alone exploded! Like a flash of light the other", "\"Look out!\" cried Jack, springing to the right, in order to get on the\nanimal's blind side as it succeeded in effecting a landing.", "\"That was a narrow escape, Jack,\" said I seriously, after we had\nrecovered from the state of agitation into which this scene had thrown\nus.", "Although the attack of both our parties was to be simultaneous, the\nfirst shot was to be fired by our troops in the dell. I will therefore\ndescribe their part of the engagement first. Jack described it to me\nminutely after all was over.", "hitting that, you simply face certain death. I would not have tried it\non any account whatever, had I not seen that both you and Jack would\nhave been killed had I not done so.\"", "So saying, Jack laid down his rifle, and kicking the logs with his heavy\nboot, sent up such a cloud of bright sparks as must certainly have\nscared the wild animal, whatever it was, away; for we heard no more of\nit that night.", "\"I say, Ralph,\" whispered Jack faintly, \"do look to my wounds and see\nthat they are all tightly bound up. I can't afford to lose another drop\nof blood. It's almost all drained away, I believe.\"", "We immediately assisted Jack to extricate himself; but we had no time to\ncongratulate ourselves on our narrow escape, for mingled shouts and", "\"Whether you've killed it or not I cannot tell,\" said I, taking off my\ncoat and putting it under Jack's head for a pillow, \"but it has pretty\nnearly killed _you_. Do you feel worse, Jack?\"", "In a few seconds Jack again rallied.", "The true position of affairs at once flashed across me. Jack in his\nflight had unwittingly run almost into the jaws of the lion; and I now", "Jack darted forward.\n\n\"Crouching!\" he cried, with a loud laugh, seizing the animal by the tail\nand dragging it forth; \"why, it's dead--stone dead.\"" ], [ "calamity that had befallen poor Mbango and his people. He appeared\nsincerely grateful for the effort we had made to warn him of the\nimpending attack, and seemed unable to express his thanks when we", "enemy should be discovered, they were to send back one of their number\nto report; while the remainder should remain to dog their steps, if need\nbe, in order to ascertain whether Mbango and Okandaga were in their", "warriors of the village, who were completely taken by surprise. A few\nhad escaped; but Mbango, with Okandaga and his household, had been taken\nprisoners, and carried away with many others.", "\"Tell Mbango,\" said he to our guide, \"that though we be small in numbers\nwe are very powerful; that we can do deeds\" (here he became awfully", "forsook me. In my anxiety to capture Mbango and his friends I ordered\nan immediate pursuit. Then it occurred to me that, in the event of my", "more, we calculated, would bring us to Mbango's village. As the end of\nour journey approached, we grew more desperately anxious to push", "To this woman Mbango gave Okandaga in charge, directing her in our\npresence how to care for her, and assuring her of the most terrible\npunishment should anything befall the woman committed to her care.", "to Mbango, and grasping his hand shook it warmly; but that good-hearted\nchief was not satisfied with such a tame expression of good will.", "\"The same. Well, I shall put him in charge, and tell him to follow us\nto Mbango's village; then we four shall start off light, and hunt our", "party, so as to prevent our good friends Mbango and Jambai being\nsurprised and carried into slavery along with all their people. It", "make a descent on that of our friend Mbango, with whom we had left poor\nOkandaga. It was this that raised the wrath of our guide to such a\npitch.", "I pointed to her and looked at Mbango in surprise. He looked first at\nthe woman and then at me, and shook his head mournfully; but being", "With feelings of mingled rage, pity, and anxiety, we hastened towards\nthe hut that had been the residence of Mbango, the chief. We found it,", "Here Makarooroo introduced us to Mbango the chief, a fine-looking and\ngood-natured negro, who received us most hospitably, supplied us with", "\"Indeed she was,\" said I, \"and so were Mbango, and his wife Njamie, and\none or two others whom I did not know; but my men went at them with such\nferocity that they fled along with our enemies.\"", "From the scout's description of the prisoners, we became convinced that\nthey were none other than our friends Mbango and his people, and one\nwoman answering to the description of Okandaga was among them.", "constructed a curious sort of trap for catching wild animals; and it\nhappened that a large band of natives were on the point of setting out\nfor a grand hunt at that time.", "certain that I recognised the figures of Mbango and Okandaga. Hastening\nback to my men, I endeavoured to give them as much information as", "Mbango and his friends also joined the missionary for a time, but\nultimately returned to the interior, whither I have no doubt they\ncarried some of the good influences that they had received on the coast", "canoe, and if one of them is Mbango, as we have reason to believe, a\nstout and expert arm guides them. But ho! give way! `never venture,\nnever win.'\"" ], [ "King Jambai's warriors are accustomed to kill will not do on this great\nand peculiar occasion. They will not answer the purpose--my purpose;\ntherefore I have provided a kind of bullet which every one must use", "King Jambai received us with great delight, and his people went into a\nstate of immense rejoicing--firing guns, and shouting, and beating", "aim at the most vulnerable parts of its body. As they were directly\nopposite to me, I felt that I ran some risk of receiving their fire.\nBut before I had time either to reflect that they could not possibly", "and javelins descended on their devoted sides. I observed that many of\nthe active natives had leaped up into the trees and discharged their\nspears from above, while others, crouching behind fallen trees or", "At that moment a hideous roar rang through the woods, seemingly close\nbehind us. We all started to our feet, and seizing our rifles, which\nlay beside us ready loaded, cocked them and drew close together round\nthe fire.", "so enabling them to escape. Seeing this, Makarooroo in desperation\nseized his rifle and levelled it.", "backing out of the snare. He then wheeled round and charged straight at\nKing Jambai, who stood close to us, with incredible fury. The beast, as", "The sound was familiar to the enemy, although never before heard at one\nmoment in such numbers. They started; but before a step could be taken,\nthe word \"Fire\" was given.", "although most of them must have been convinced that the fugitives were\nthere. Their fears increased as their anger abated, and they crowded\nround King Jambai, who seemed loath to take upon himself the honour of", "So saying, he sprang to his feet, and grasping a rifle in each hand,\nheld them high above his head, intending thus to show that we were\nwell-armed, but that we did not intend to use our weapons.", "Issuing forth armed only with our double-barrelled guns and heavy\nhunting-knives, we hastened towards the native village. When within a", "\"It's my turn this time, lad,\" he cried, and leaping towards the\nmonster, he placed the muzzle of his rifle close to its shoulder and\nsent a six-ounce ball right through its heart.", "down a small tree up which King Jambai had climbed, partly for safety\nand partly in order to dart a javelin down on the brute as it passed.", "Although the attack of both our parties was to be simultaneous, the\nfirst shot was to be fired by our troops in the dell. I will therefore\ndescribe their part of the engagement first. Jack described it to me\nminutely after all was over.", "of increasing our discomforts. We had to keep a sharp lookout, and once\nor twice discharged our rifles in the direction of the nearest sounds,", "intention of attacking it. Makarooroo ascertained that they meant to\nproceed direct to that of King Jambai, first, however, getting one of", "\"Ah! I see; it's all right,\" said Peterkin, raising himself on one\nelbow as they entered the hut and seated themselves beside the fire.\n\"Old Jambai has been `talked over.'\"", "The moment the negroes perceived us, they set up a great shout and\nbrandished their spears and guns, but the voice of their leader was", "Jambai, in the event of such a raid being carried out.", "ran. We also left our rifles beside the shoes at a spot where we could\nfind them in an instant in passing, and then slowly approached the\noutskirts of the village." ], [ "with great violence. Peterkin darted out from behind the rock with a\nyell so appalling that we ourselves were startled by it, having", "Peterkin had not time to cap. He leaped up, turned round, and ran for\nthe woods at the top of his speed; but the bull was upon him in an", "Peterkin was the first to come up with her. He gradually but\nperseveringly ran her down. When he came within a few yards of her, the", "The report seemed to have the effect of arousing Peterkin out of his\nstate of fascination, for he sprang up and darted towards us. At the", "Peterkin objected to this. \"No,\" said he; \"we cannot easily explain why\nwe are anxious to be off so hastily. I counsel flight. They won't find\nout that we are gone until it is too late to follow.\"", "\"Indeed it was; and thanks to Peterkin's ever-ready rifle that it was an\nescape at all. What a monstrous brute!\"", "Instead of answering, Peterkin darted away through the wood like a\nmaniac, tearing off his clothes as he went. At the same moment Jack", "\"Stop! stay!\" cried Peterkin hastily. \"I didn't mean a war-yell; I\nmeant a yell of--of _peace_.\"", "\"What dreadful villains!\" gasped Peterkin, as he busied himself in\nhastily picking off the furious creatures from his person.", "Instead of completing the sentence, Peterkin started up, threw himself\ninto violent contortions, rolled his eyes in a fearful manner, and, in", "\"Yell!\" cried Peterkin, turning to Makarooroo, who sat close behind him.\n\nOur guide opened his huge mouth, and gave utterance to a yell that might\nwell have struck terror into the heart of Mars himself.", "Peterkin's physical strength; for during the next five minutes he\ntwisted me about and spun me round and round my own room until my brain\nbegan to reel, and I was fain to cry him mercy.", "\"Don't fear, Mak,\" said Peterkin, as we ran along; \"we'll save her\nsomehow. I'm certain of that.\"", "\"Don't let us talk then, lest we should scare it,\" whispered Peterkin.\n\"Lead the way, Mak; and mind, when we come close enough, move your great\ncarcass out of the way and let me to the front.\"", "\"No, no,\" replied Jack quickly; \"we shall not fight.\"\n\n\"Suppose we bolt!\" whispered Peterkin, brightening up as the idea\noccurred to him--\"regularly run away!\"", "Peterkin's yells, instead of ceasing, continued and increased.\n\n\"Why, what's wrong?\" I cried, in much alarm.", "Jack and Peterkin instantly ran up with their pieces cocked.\n\n\"Where is it?\" they cried in a breath.\n\n\"There, crouching just behind that bush.\"", "we can't tell which of us fired them. Peterkin only fired once, and\nthat was pretty effectual.\"", "legs again, as if it wished to escape from its tormentor, but had\nscarcely vigour enough to make the effort. Peterkin quietly lifted it\nup and placed it deliberately before him again in the same attitude as", "was about, Peterkin bounced through the underwood and almost plunged\ninto my arms. We both gave an involuntary yell of alarm." ], [ "events of the attack. The trader, she said, had come suddenly on them\nin the dead of night with a large band, and had at once routed the", "Jack and our guide came running into the camp at that moment.\n\n\"Well, Ralph, what of Okandaga?\"", "was to rise, advance upon the camp, utter a terrific shout when within\nfifty yards, rush forward to within twenty-five yards, halt, pour in one", "As Jack uttered the last word we all turned right about and fled like\nthe wind. The savages instantly set up a hideous yell, and darted after", "attack should take place at midnight of the following day. He observed\nthat there were many prisoners in the camp--men, women, and children--\nand these were to be left behind, in charge of a small party of armed", "men; while the main body, under the immediate command of the Portuguese\ntrader, should proceed to the attack of the village.", "\"Four men attack forty or fifty!\" said I despondingly.\n\n\"Ay, Ralph. Why not?\" asked Peterkin.", "into camp to my friend Ralph Rover, who'll skin and stuff you to such an\nextent that your own mother wouldn't know you, and carry you to England,", "consultation as to our plans in the approaching campaign, while Ralph\narranges our hut and makes things comfortable.\"", "right between its two eyes! There. And Ralph's agreed to go too.\"", "After a little further explanation we found that this Portuguese trader\nwas a man-stealer, on his way to one of the smaller villages, with the", "Issuing forth armed only with our double-barrelled guns and heavy\nhunting-knives, we hastened towards the native village. When within a", "\"It's my turn this time, lad,\" he cried, and leaping towards the\nmonster, he placed the muzzle of his rifle close to its shoulder and\nsent a six-ounce ball right through its heart.", "\"I say, Ralph,\" observed my companion, after recovering his composure,\n\"we must try to show this fellow that we don't mean him any harm, else\nhe'll die of sheer fright.\"", "\"Let us separate,\" said Jack; \"it will distract his attention.\"\n\n\"Stay; you have blown out his eye, Ralph, I do believe,\" said Peterkin.", "that Ralph refused point-blank to fire at him, whereupon you fired at\nhim point-blank and wounded him in the shoulder as he was running away?\"", "A firm, tremendous crash burst from among the bushes, and my single\nperson, enveloped in smoke and flame, was, I believe, the only object\nvisible to those in the camp.", "At that moment a hideous roar rang through the woods, seemingly close\nbehind us. We all started to our feet, and seizing our rifles, which\nlay beside us ready loaded, cocked them and drew close together round\nthe fire.", "escaped to the village, and told who it was that frightened them out of\nthe cave, they would certainly have come back and murdered us all.\nThere was truth in this. Still we could not but feel overwhelmed with", "So saying, Jack laid down his rifle, and kicking the logs with his heavy\nboot, sent up such a cloud of bright sparks as must certainly have\nscared the wild animal, whatever it was, away; for we heard no more of\nit that night." ], [ "\"Poor creatures!\" said I, \"they are heartily welcome to the brains; and\nthe carcass lies not more than four hours' march from this spot, I\nshould think,--Is it not so, Jack?\"", "himself and his men with meat; or into the semi-murderer, who delights\nin shedding the blood of inferior animals. The fact is, that the", "\"Ay, that they have,\" answered Jack. \"We've killed a buffalo bull, and\nif you send your black fellows back on our track for some hours they'll", "scarcely finished making notes when they returned to carry the zebra\ninto the encampment. We accomplished this with some difficulty, and\nlaid it beside the fire. Then cutting four large steaks from its flanks", "provisions, and the men were much pleased to have the prospect of a\nroast monkey for supper.", "upon them with wild cries. Spears flew in all directions. Ere long the\nplain was covered with wounded animals struggling and bellowing in their", "Having skinned the leopard and cut off as much of the buffalo meat as we\ncould carry, we started for the negro village at a round pace, for we", "presented some of the head men with a few of the beads which we still\npossessed. Then hauling our canoe out of the water, we prepared\nourselves for the chase.", "progress; but knowing that you are simply hunters, he is anxious to\nassist you by all the means at his command. He is surprised, indeed, at\nyour taking so much trouble and coming so far merely to kill wild", "The men who should have guarded it were, I found, busily employed in\ncooking their supper. There were, perhaps, upwards of a hundred of", "We found, to our horror, on going up to the fallen hunter, that he was\nquite dead. His skull had been literally smashed in, as if it had\nreceived a blow from a sledge-hammer.", "the natives to cut off such portions of the meat as they required, and\nto secure the tusks. Then we continued our journey, and at night", "constructed a curious sort of trap for catching wild animals; and it\nhappened that a large band of natives were on the point of setting out\nfor a grand hunt at that time.", "And so, in truth, it turned out. I had aimed at the bull and hit the\nleopard. So I left that spot not a little pleased with my bad aim and\nmy good fortune.", "copious notes in regard to it. Being desirous of doing the same as far\nas possible with the female and the two young ones we had just killed, I", "\"No, massa; no shot at wild beast. De wild beast hab bin here too, but\ndey come for to eat mans after he dead.\"\n\n\"Come, let us see the spot,\" said Jack.", "strewed the ground with leaves, and lay down to watch with our loaded\nrifles close beside us. We felt certain of seeing a good many animals,\nfor even during the process of preparing our unlace of retreat several", "look upon, we should encamp where we are, and leaving our men to guard\nthe camp, cross this plain--we three take Mak along with us, and spend\nthe remainder of the day in hunting.\"", "possible. The bull stumbled forward upon its knees. In order to make\nassurance doubly sure, I aimed at its head and fired both barrels at", "I handed it to him. With careful deliberation he took aim, and fired at\nthe animal nearest to us. The heavy ball entered its huge body just" ] ]

[ "Who was blamed for the illness of the king?", "What injured Jack?", "Which animal had Peterkin not yet killed?", "Whose village does the trader attack?", "Who do they hide the young woman with?", "What does the trader want to do with Mbango's people?", "Whose fiancee was captured by the trader and his gang?", "What happens when Ralph attacks the trader's camp?", "Where do Makarooroo and his fiancee get married?", "What animal did Jack, Peterkin and Ralph go to hunt?", "Where did the three go to after picking up a native guide?", "What is Ralph's theory on \"muffs\"?", "What did the trader tell Ralph that missionary work and trade should do?", "How are the hunter's usually received in the village of King Jambai?", "Who did the village \"fetishman\" blame for the king's illness?", "Who helped the young woman escape from her jail?", "When did Jack get injured by a rhinoceros?", "What were the thre hunters trying to prevent the slave trader from doing?", "Who is Makarooroo finally reunited with before the hunters leave?", "What animal has Peterkin never hunted and killed?", "What are boys who are gentle and mild referred to as?", "Who is the group's English speaking guide?", "What caused the fight at King Jambai?", "How was Jack injured?", "Who is trying to trap Mbango's people?", "What do Jambai riflemen fire at their attackers?", "How does Peterkin scare off the attackers?", "What happens when Ralph attacks the trader's camp?", "What do the men plan to do with the animals they killed?" ]

[ [ "A young woman.", "Makarooroo's fiance" ], [ "A rhinoceros.", "A rhinoceros" ], [ "Gorilla.", "Gorilla" ], [ "Jambai's village.", "Jambai's" ], [ "Mbango.", "Mbango" ], [ "Enslave them.", "he wants to enslave them" ], [ "Makarooroo's fiancee.", "Makarooroo, their guide" ], [ "He scares off the liberated slaves.", "He scares the liberated slaves." ], [ "Down by the coast.", "on the African coast" ], [ "Gorillas.", "the gorilla" ], [ "To an elephant hunt.", "on an elephant hunt" ], [ "That they should undergo physically challenging training.", "Boys who are too bentl2 and wild" ], [ "Work together to improve the fate of Africa.", "work together to fix the trade system" ], [ "They are received well.", "they are fed and entertained" ], [ "The young woman betrothed to the English speaking guide.", "makarooroo's fiance" ], [ "The hunters.", "jack and peterkin" ], [ "When he went giraffe hunting by himself.", "while hunting giraffe" ], [ "Enslaving the people of Mbango.", "enslaving people" ], [ "His fiance.", "his fiance" ], [ "A gorilla.", "gorilla" ], [ "Muffs.", "muffs" ], [ "Makarooroo.", "The girl" ], [ "Makarooroo's betrothed was put into jail.", "The hunters freed a woman comdemned to death." ], [ "By a rhinoceros. ", "by a rhinoceros" ], [ "A slave trader.", "a slave trader and his gang" ], [ "Wadded paper.", "A round of wadded paper." ], [ "By dressing in bright clothing and shooting fireworks.", "dancing and setting off fireworks" ], [ "He scares off the now free slaves.", "He scares off the slaves" ], [ "Give them to British schools and museums. ", "To be given to British museums and schools." ] ]

[ [ "\"Hollo! Here we are again!\"\n\nHe stared at the speaker, and recognised Mr. Dengate.\n\n\"So you've come back?\"", "\"There's no reason why you shouldn't be told,\" added Dengate; \"it was a\nfriend of yours at Dudley that I came across when I was making\ninquiries about you: Mullen his name was.\"", "\"So you've turned out a blackguard, have you?\" pursued his companion,\nwhose name was Dengate. \"I heard something about that.\"\n\n\"From whom?\"", "\"You have been away,\" he said, when they were in their places, he at\none side of Eve, Patty on the other.\n\n\"Yes. At Dudley.\"", "he was coming to Dudley, if only for the mere sight of Eve's face; she\nmust meet him in the waiting-room at the railway station. She answered", "\"Shall we ever see you again, I wonder?\" asked his landlady, when the\nmoment arrived for leave-taking.\n\n\"If I am ever again in Dudley, I shall come here,\" he answered kindly.", "visits were repeated at intervals of a few days, and at length, towards\nthe end of June, he learnt that Miss Madeley was about to return to\nLondon; she had obtained a new engagement, at the establishment in", "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"The chance came in this way. One Sunday morning I went by myself to\nHampstead, and as I was wandering about on the Heath I kicked against", "\"Is it!\" said Dengate, with a superior smile. \"That only shows how\nlittle you know of the world, my lad. You got it from your father, I\ndaresay; he had a rough way of talking.\"", "A second blow was repaid in kind, and Hilliard staggered back against\nthe railings. Before he could recover himself, Dengate, whose high hat\nrolled between their feet, pinned his arms.", "\"This gentleman is from my part of the world--from Dudley. Mr.\nHilliard--Miss Ringrose.\"", "In a maddening access of rage, Hilliard clenched his fist and struck\nfiercely at the man. But he did no harm, for his aim was wild, and\nDengate easily warded off the blows.", "together to Gower Street station. I must explain that I have taken\nrooms in Gower Place. I didn't like to speak to you in the street; but\nnow that I have again chanced to see you----\"", "\"Well, no; not just now,\" answered Hilliard. He spoke the language of\nan educated man, but with a trace of the Midland accent. Dengate's\nspeech had less refinement.", "Hampstead. That was how I first met him. The next day he waited for me\nwhen I came away from business.\"", "seated, and took his own place. He wore a suit which had been new on\nhis first arrival in London, good enough in quality and cut to give his\nfeatures the full value of their intelligence; a brown felt hat, a", "purpose for a time. He engaged a sitting-room on the ground-floor, and\na bed-room above, and went to fetch his luggage from Victoria Station.", "When Sunday came, he sought the appointed spot at Hampstead, and there,\nafter an hour's waiting, met the two friends. Eve was no longer in her", "For a few seconds there was unbroken stillness. The men gazed at each\nother, Dengate superbly triumphant, Hilliard incredulous but betraying\nexcitement." ], [ "\"I'm going to pay you four hundred and thirty-six pounds,\" Dengate\nrepeated. \"No less and no more. It isn't a legal debt, so I shall pay", "\"Well, listen to me,\" Dengate resumed. \"You're turning out badly, and\nany money you get you're pretty sure to make a bad use of. But\"--he", "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"Oh, Maurice, how _can_ you----?\"\n\n\"Well, here's the money; and half of it is yours.\"", "\"So you've turned out a blackguard, have you?\" pursued his companion,\nwhose name was Dengate. \"I heard something about that.\"\n\n\"From whom?\"", "Narramore. When I got Dengate's money I went to Narramore, and I told\nhim what use I was going to make of it.\"", "\"Hollo! Here we are again!\"\n\nHe stared at the speaker, and recognised Mr. Dengate.\n\n\"So you've come back?\"", "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "\"There's no reason why you shouldn't be told,\" added Dengate; \"it was a\nfriend of yours at Dudley that I came across when I was making\ninquiries about you: Mullen his name was.\"", "Hilliard related the circumstances. Then he drew from his pocket an\noblong slip of paper, and held it out.\n\n\"Dengate?\" cried his friend. \"How the deuce did you get hold of this?\"", "\"That's like a woman. All right, I'll tell you. I met that scoundrel\nDengate, and--he's paid me the money he owed my father.\"", "\"Is it!\" said Dengate, with a superior smile. \"That only shows how\nlittle you know of the world, my lad. You got it from your father, I\ndaresay; he had a rough way of talking.\"", "Then he stood still.\n\n\"How is he to pay it back? I mean, how is he to communicate with you?\"\n\n\"I gave him my address at Dudley.\"", "A second blow was repaid in kind, and Hilliard staggered back against\nthe railings. Before he could recover himself, Dengate, whose high hat\nrolled between their feet, pinned his arms.", "In a maddening access of rage, Hilliard clenched his fist and struck\nfiercely at the man. But he did no harm, for his aim was wild, and\nDengate easily warded off the blows.", "want to say to you is this: there's all the difference in the world\nbetween commercial failure and rascality. If you go down to Liverpool,\nand ask men of credit for their opinion about Charles Edward Dengate,", "\"No, it was five shillings, and my creditors--sensible men of\nbusiness--were satisfied. Now look here. I owed your father four", "\"I must have a word or two With you,\" said Dengate, when he had picked\nup his hat. \"Can you walk straight? I didn't notice you were drunk\nbefore I spoke to you. Come along this way.\"", "\"Now be careful, my lad,\" exclaimed Dengate, as again he winced under\nthe epithet. \"My temper may get the better of me, and I should be sorry", "\"Shall we ever see you again, I wonder?\" asked his landlady, when the\nmoment arrived for leave-taking.\n\n\"If I am ever again in Dudley, I shall come here,\" he answered kindly." ], [ "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "And Maurice Hilliard, a free man in his own conceit, sang to himself a\nsong of the joy of life.\n\n\n\nTHE END.", "because I couldn't bear to live idle any longer; I had no other thought\nin my mind. If he had been the means of my finding work, I should have", "pounds. It shall mean four hundred pounds'-worth of life. While this\nmoney lasts, I'll feel that I'm a human being.\"", "\"So have I,\" said his companion, with quiet emphasis.\n\n\"And when a man's absolutely sure that he will never have an income of\nmore than a hundred and fifty pounds----\"", "every way. Work and anxiety without cease, from when I was twelve years\nold. You know all about my father? If I hadn't been clever at figures,", "was scarcely more at ease, and for several days he lived totally\nwithout occupation, save in his harassing thoughts. He paced and\nrepaced the length of Holborn, wondering where it was that Eve had", "\"Oh, Maurice, how _can_ you----?\"\n\n\"Well, here's the money; and half of it is yours.\"", "hopefully as a not very sanguine temperament would allow. He lived\npenuriously, and toiled at professional study night as well as day. Now", "\"By good fortune,\" Hilliard pursued. \"I have become possessed of money\nenough to live upon for a year or two. At the end of it I may find", "\"Oh, he's one of the lucky men.\" Hilliard replied, with a touch of\ngood-natured bitterness. \"He never exerted himself; good things fell", "a class of small employers of labour known in Birmingham as \"little\nmasters.\" The contrast between such a man and Maurice Hilliard's\nbrother was sufficiently pronounced; but the widow nervously did her", "\"The chance came in this way. One Sunday morning I went by myself to\nHampstead, and as I was wandering about on the Heath I kicked against", "\"I will, now that you can understand me. I resolved to go right away\nfrom all the sights and sounds that I hated, and to live a man's life,\nfor just as long as the money would last.\"", "\"Don't say that,\" he interrupted impatiently. \"That's the one thing I\nshall never like to think of.\"\n\n\"I shall think of it always, and be glad to remember it----\"", "fell into real poverty--poverty like mine--it would kill him. I know he\nlooks at me as an astonishing creature, and marvels that I don't buy a", "His wrathful imagination led him to grotesque ideas which ended in\nlaughter.\n\n\"Well, I have a year or two before me. I'll know what enjoyment means.\nAnd afterwards----\"", "The next morning passed in restless debate with himself. He did not\ncross the way to call upon Eve: the thought of speaking with her on the", "need; but I thought of it day and night. And only a fortnight after, my\nemployers shut up their place of business, and I had nothing to do. All" ], [ "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "had Martha to look after her. And when she died, and Martha came back\nhere to us, the Madeley family came here as well, 'cause the father got", "a class of small employers of labour known in Birmingham as \"little\nmasters.\" The contrast between such a man and Maurice Hilliard's\nbrother was sufficiently pronounced; but the widow nervously did her", "Born at Birmingham, the son of a teacher of drawing, Maurice Hilliard\nhad spent most of his life in the Midland capital; to its grammar", "homely acquaintances; they may be useful, Of course I shall throw over\nthe Birchings and that lot. You see now why my thoughts have been\nrunning on a country house!\"", "\"Well, what is it?\" asked her brother-in-law, much as he might have\nspoken to the little girl.\n\n\"I have something very serious to talk about, Maurice.\"", "\"Oh, Maurice, how _can_ you----?\"\n\n\"Well, here's the money; and half of it is yours.\"", "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "situated. Nearly over against that particular house was a window with a\ncard. Carelessly he approached the door, and carelessly asked to see\nthe rooms that were to let. They were comfortless, but would suit his", "laughing, Hilliard became aware of a woman in the doorway, evidently\nthe shopkeeper; she had heard their remarks and looked distressed.\nInfinitely keener was the pang which Maurice experienced; he could not", "For two days he heard nothing; then came a few lines which told him\nthat Mr. Madeley could not live many more hours. On the morrow Eve\nwrote that her father was dead.", "Hilliard stared at the house opposite.\n\n\"I? I know nothing whatever about it. Come in and tell me----\"\n\n\"If you wouldn't mind coming out----\"", "home, had dinner at the nearest place he knew where a meal could be\nobtained on Sunday, and afterwards walked the streets for an hour under\nhis umbrella. The exercise did him good; on returning he felt able to", "\"Never mind that, old boy,\" interposed Hilliard. \"How long are you\ngoing for?\"\n\n\"I can't very well be away for more than three weeks. The brass\nbedsteads, you know----\"", "\"Now and then. So you've seen Dudley at last. What do you think of it?\"\n\n\"Oh, I like it! I shouldn't mind living there a bit. But of course I\nlike Birmingham better.\"", "Again there passed a few days without event. But about nine o'clock on\nWednesday evening, as he sat at home over a book, his landlady entered\nthe room with a surprising announcement.", "\"You have been away,\" he said, when they were in their places, he at\none side of Eve, Patty on the other.\n\n\"Yes. At Dudley.\"", "\"It'll seem very strange to you, Maurice.\"\n\n\"Nothing will seem strange after an adventure I've had this afternoon.\nYou shall hear about it presently.\"\n\n\"Tell me your story first.\"", "A week later Hilliard went down into the country, to a quiet spot where\nhe now and then refreshed his mind after toil in Birmingham. He slept\nat a cottage, and on the Sunday morning walked idly about the lanes.", "He discovered Belmont Street. It consisted of humble houses, and was\ndreary enough to look upon. As he sought for No. 93, a sudden" ], [ "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "With that, she left him. He wished to pursue, but a physical languor\nheld him motionless. And when at length he sauntered from the place, it", "\"Well, what is it?\" asked her brother-in-law, much as he might have\nspoken to the little girl.\n\n\"I have something very serious to talk about, Maurice.\"", "laughing, Hilliard became aware of a woman in the doorway, evidently\nthe shopkeeper; she had heard their remarks and looked distressed.\nInfinitely keener was the pang which Maurice experienced; he could not", "Hilliard pursued her in a parallel line. At the top of the street she\ncrossed towards him; he let her pass by and followed closely. She", "slowly, her eyes cast down. With fiercely throbbing heart, thinking and\ndesiring and hoping he knew not what, Hilliard once more followed her.", "\"Oh, Maurice, how _can_ you----?\"\n\n\"Well, here's the money; and half of it is yours.\"", "himself. His pulses were sensibly quickened as he looked at her.", "She had finished her wine and was looking round. Her glance fell upon\nhim, and for a moment rested. With a courage not his own, Hilliard\nrose, advanced, and respectfully doffed his hat.", "on purpose, and saw Miss Madeley on the Castle Hill. I had liked the\nlook of her from the first, and I liked it still better now. By dint of", "\"On her side, never for a moment. I pursued and pestered her, that was\nall.\"\n\n\"Do you mind telling me who the girl was that I saw you with at Dudley?\"", "Narramore would write to her; she might, perhaps, see him again. She\nwould cling to the baser hope.", "Every phrase of the letter was calculated for its impression. And the\nvery risk she had run, was not that too a matter of deliberate\nspeculation? She _might_ succeed in her design upon Narramore; if she", "He conducted her to the foot of the stairs, again shook hands with her,\nput all his goodwill into a smile, and watched her trip away with a", "a class of small employers of labour known in Birmingham as \"little\nmasters.\" The contrast between such a man and Maurice Hilliard's\nbrother was sufficiently pronounced; but the widow nervously did her", "The house which he sought had a clean doorstep and unusually bright\nwindows. His knock was answered quickly, and by a young, sprightly\nwoman, who smiled upon him.\n\n\"I believe Miss Madeley lives here?\"", "late he had many times observed. It was not long that he had to wait.\nPresently there came forth someone whom he knew, and with quick steps\nhe gained her side.", "_you_ would call a lady; but there's nothing much to find fault with\neven in her manners. And the long and the short of it is, I'm in love\nwith her.\"", "passed on he obtained a like ticket and hastened down the steps in\npursuit. A minute or two and he was sitting face to face with her in\nthe railway carriage." ], [ "Eve nodded, and sighed.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XX", "Eve looked at him, and silently began to shed tears. He implored her\npardon, prostrated himself, behaved in a manner that justified his\nwarning. But Eve stifled the serious drama of the situation, and forced\nhim to laugh with her.", "\"At the place where she was bookkeeper there was a young lady from\nParis, and they shared lodgings, and Eve learnt it from her. Then her", "Eve did not join in his laugh.\n\n\"I can't bear to hear you speak of your poverty,\" she said in an\nundertone. \"You remind me that I am the cause of it.\"", "was scarcely more at ease, and for several days he lived totally\nwithout occupation, save in his harassing thoughts. He paced and\nrepaced the length of Holborn, wondering where it was that Eve had", "But Eve had as yet found no employment. Good fortune in this respect\nseemed to have deserted her, and at her meetings with Hilliard she grew", "in his understanding of Eve's character. That she was keeping back\nsomething of grave import the girl had already confessed, and in her\nchatter she frequently checked herself on the verge of an indiscretion.", "somewhere together, and told Eve everything. He wasn't living with his\nwife, and hasn't been for a long time.\"", "At her second coming--she herself now occupied a poor little lodging\nnot very far away--Eve beheld sundry improvements. By the fireside", "He did so, and this time found Eve, as well as her companion, ready to\ngo out. No remark or inquiry concerning her health passed his lips; he", "He sketched rapidly the course of his life, without reference to\ndomestic circumstances. Before he had ceased speaking he saw that Eve's\nlook was directed towards something at a distance behind him; she", "Eve it certainly was, walking slowly away from the station, a few yards\nin advance of them. They quickened their pace, and Patty caught her", "Eve laughed.\n\n\"Why not? Patty and I have both so much more money than we know what to\ndo with,\" she answered.\n\n\"Money? Oh, what of that! I have money.\"", "sprang up. To clutch his hat, to rush from the room and from the house,\noccupied but a moment. There, walking away on the other side, was Eve.", "Eve stood motionless till he had read the verse, then nodded and began\nto take off her out-of-door garments. She was unable to talk, and her\neyes wandered absently.", "There before him stood Eve. He had only just persuaded himself of her\nidentity; his eyes searched her countenance with wonder which barely", "Eve moved on her chair, as if in readiness to take leave of him, but\nshe did not speak.\n\n\"You think it likely you will meet Miss Ringrose?\"", "of excursionists. There-amid he discovered Eve, noted her position,\ndescended to the platform, and got as near to her as possible. The", "Eve turned aside again, and leaned on the parapet. He, lingering apart\nfor a moment, at length drew nearer. Of her own accord she put her\nhands in his.", "ventured only a few yards away. He had waited for about a quarter of an\nhour, when his eye distinguished a well-known figure quickly\napproaching. He hurried forward, and Eve stopped before he had quite" ], [ "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "He said it playfully. Eve turned her eyes away, but gave no other sign\nof self-consciousness.\n\n\"I have no such hope. I have seen too much of marriage in poverty.\"", "\"I can't do that,\" said Eve, drawing away. \"It's for you to tell\nhim--if you like.\"", "\"Why?--ah--I don't know. Because I do.\"\n\nAnd she laughed foolishly.\n\n\"Does Eve like _you_?\" Hilliard continued.", "Eve did not join in his laugh.\n\n\"I can't bear to hear you speak of your poverty,\" she said in an\nundertone. \"You remind me that I am the cause of it.\"", "\"Yes, it was put on,\" Eve admitted, after a pause. \"But I couldn't help\nthat. I was obliged to keep seeing you, and if I had looked as", "\"Look here,\" said Hilliard. \"You'll drive me out of my senses. Eve is\nin love with this man, is she?\"\n\n\"I'm afraid so. She was.\"", "her. The truth is that for years to come I shall tremble all through\nwhenever she is near me. Such love as I have felt for Eve won't be", "Eve met his eyes steadily.\n\n\"I will never again say one word to you that isn't pure truth. I am at\nyour mercy, and you may punish me as you like.\"", "Eve moved on her chair, as if in readiness to take leave of him, but\nshe did not speak.\n\n\"You think it likely you will meet Miss Ringrose?\"", "\"Well, what is it?\" asked her brother-in-law, much as he might have\nspoken to the little girl.\n\n\"I have something very serious to talk about, Maurice.\"", "\"I mean,\" said Eve, with eyes down, \"that you are the worse off for\nhaving met me, but I mean something else as well. Do you think it\npossible that anyone can owe too much gratitude, even to a person one\nlikes?\"", "Eve could with difficulty be induced to converse at all, and when the\nentertainment was over she pointedly took leave of him within the\ntheatre. But while shaking hands with Patty, he saw something in that", "to Dudley, just to hear whether Eve is feeling any better. You could\nsee her, and then come out and tell me.\"", "\"Put all the meaning you like into my words,\" said Eve, with her\npleasantest smile. \"Well, I too have had a letter. From Patty. She\nisn't going to be married, after all.\"", "Eve asked many questions, and approved his resolve.\n\n\"You are not the person to console and instruct her. But she must look\nupon you as the best and wisest of men. I can understand that.\"", "The whole of January went by before Hilliard and Eve again saw each\nother. The lover wrote at length that he could bear it no longer, that", "Eve looked at him, and silently began to shed tears. He implored her\npardon, prostrated himself, behaved in a manner that justified his\nwarning. But Eve stifled the serious drama of the situation, and forced\nhim to laugh with her.", "Eve regarded him strangely, with wide, in tent eyes, as though his\nspeech had made a peculiar impression upon her.\n\n\"Can you see any sense in that?\" he asked, smiling." ], [ "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"Then I think it had better be Birmingham.\"\n\n\"Very well. It's understood that when we leave Paris we go there.\"\n\nA silence. Then Eve asked abruptly:", "to Dudley, just to hear whether Eve is feeling any better. You could\nsee her, and then come out and tell me.\"", "Eve Madeley perceived him without surprise.\n\n\"Yes,\" he said, \"I am here again. If it's disagreeable to you, tell me,\nand I will go my own way at once.\"", "Eve walked on in silence; his entreaties kept pace with her. At length\nshe stopped.\n\n\"It's all the same to me--if you wish it----\"\n\n\"Thank you a thousand times!\"", "Eve met his eyes steadily.\n\n\"I will never again say one word to you that isn't pure truth. I am at\nyour mercy, and you may punish me as you like.\"", "As if more completely to dismiss the unpleasant subject, they walked\ninto another room. Hilliard began to speak again of his scheme for\nproviding a place where they could meet and talk at their ease. Eve now\nentered into it with frank satisfaction.", "Eve moved on her chair, as if in readiness to take leave of him, but\nshe did not speak.\n\n\"You think it likely you will meet Miss Ringrose?\"", "The choice of their rooms, and the settlement of details took only a\nfew minutes; then, for almost the first time since leaving Charing\nCross, he spoke to Eve.", "altogether out of place there. To his lodgings she could not come. Of\nnecessity they had recourse to public places in Birmingham, where an\nhour or two of talk under shelter might make Eve's journey hither worth", "Eve nodded, and sighed.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XX", "Eve turned aside again, and leaned on the parapet. He, lingering apart\nfor a moment, at length drew nearer. Of her own accord she put her\nhands in his.", "Eve seemed about to walk away, but she hesitated and turned again.\n\n\"I will do as you wish--I will go.\"", "Eve it certainly was, walking slowly away from the station, a few yards\nin advance of them. They quickened their pace, and Patty caught her", "\"Then I shall use it,\" said Eve, after a pause, \"to pay for a lodging\nin Birmingham. I couldn't live much longer at home. If I'm here, I can", "\"Till I can find something to do,\" Eve said at length, \"I shall live at\nDudley. Father will be very glad to have me there. He wished me to stay\nlonger.\"", "Two men who had been sitting not far from them rose and walked away. As\nif more at her ease for this secession, Eve looked at her companion,\nand said in a tone of intimacy:", "On the day after, Hilliard received a postcard in which Eve asked him\nto be in a certain room of the Louvre at twelve o'clock. He kept the\nappointment, and found Eve awaiting him alone.", "\"I go now and then as far as Hampstead Heath,\" Eve answered with a\nsmile. \"If it's fine I shall be there next Sunday with Patty Ringrose.\"", "\"Are you going back to it?\"\n\n\"Not just yet. I have been in France, and I may go abroad again before\nlong.\"\n\n\"For your pleasure?\" Eve asked, with interest." ], [ "taken tickets and booked the luggage through to Paris, approached his\ntravelling companions. Seeing him, Eve turned away.", "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"Then I think it had better be Birmingham.\"\n\n\"Very well. It's understood that when we leave Paris we go there.\"\n\nA silence. Then Eve asked abruptly:", "\"Didn't Dudley seem a long way off when you were there?\" asked Eve half\nabsently.\n\n\"In another planet.--You thought once of going to Paris; Miss Ringrose\ntold me.\"", "The next morning they drove about Paris, all together. Narramore,\nthough it was his first visit to the city, declined to see anything", "friend went to Paris again, and Eve wanted very much to go with her,\nbut she didn't see how to manage it. Eve,\" she added, with a laugh, \"is\nalways wanting to do something that's impossible.\"", "\"We don't always go together,\" said the girl. \"Yesterday and the day\nbefore Eve was away by herself all the afternoon. Of course she can get\non all right with her French. She takes to Paris as if she'd lived here\nfor years.\"", "\"At the place where she was bookkeeper there was a young lady from\nParis, and they shared lodgings, and Eve learnt it from her. Then her", "Two men who had been sitting not far from them rose and walked away. As\nif more at her ease for this secession, Eve looked at her companion,\nand said in a tone of intimacy:", "Eve it certainly was, walking slowly away from the station, a few yards\nin advance of them. They quickened their pace, and Patty caught her", "\"I might,\" Eve replied absently. And she turned away to the other side\nof the square.\n\n\"By-the-bye, you _have_ a friend in Paris. Do you ever hear from her?\"", "\"Life isn't the same for her since she was in Paris,\" said Eve, with\npeculiar softness.\n\n\"Well, perhaps it improved her.\"", "Eve turned aside again, and leaned on the parapet. He, lingering apart\nfor a moment, at length drew nearer. Of her own accord she put her\nhands in his.", "On the day after, Hilliard received a postcard in which Eve asked him\nto be in a certain room of the Louvre at twelve o'clock. He kept the\nappointment, and found Eve awaiting him alone.", "The choice of their rooms, and the settlement of details took only a\nfew minutes; then, for almost the first time since leaving Charing\nCross, he spoke to Eve.", "Hilliard wondered what accounts of herself Eve had rendered to the\nParisienne, but he did not venture to ask.\n\n\"Will Patty like it as well?\"", "Eve spoke hurriedly, still regarding Hilliard, who looked upon the\nground.\n\n\"Have you been alone all day?\" he asked, taking the outer place at her\nside, as they walked on.", "He did so, and this time found Eve, as well as her companion, ready to\ngo out. No remark or inquiry concerning her health passed his lips; he", "He saw Patty whispering to her companion, and, as a result, Eve's eyes\nturned in his direction. He met her look, and had no difficulty in", "\"You shall have your thirty-five pounds on condition that you go to\nlive, for as long as I choose, in Paris. You are to leave London in a" ], [ "\"MAURICE HILLIARD.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XVI", "a class of small employers of labour known in Birmingham as \"little\nmasters.\" The contrast between such a man and Maurice Hilliard's\nbrother was sufficiently pronounced; but the widow nervously did her", "Born at Birmingham, the son of a teacher of drawing, Maurice Hilliard\nhad spent most of his life in the Midland capital; to its grammar", "laughing, Hilliard became aware of a woman in the doorway, evidently\nthe shopkeeper; she had heard their remarks and looked distressed.\nInfinitely keener was the pang which Maurice experienced; he could not", "Hilliard stared at the house opposite.\n\n\"I? I know nothing whatever about it. Come in and tell me----\"\n\n\"If you wouldn't mind coming out----\"", "to Hilliard, though at the same time, and he knew not how or why, it\ndid not answer to his desire. A midday meal was in readiness for her;", "\"Just what this fellow ought to have been,\" he said, indicating\nHilliard. \"Architecture is his hobby. I believe he could sit down and", "And Maurice Hilliard, a free man in his own conceit, sang to himself a\nsong of the joy of life.\n\n\n\nTHE END.", "Hilliard puzzled over this remark, and was on the point of making some\nimpatient reply, but discretion restrained him. He turned to Eve's own", "\"My name is Hilliard,\" the young man resumed. \"I am taking the first\nholiday, worth speaking of, that I have known for a good many years. At", "Hilliard knew very well that her marriage had not been entirely\nsuccessful; it seemed to him very probable that with a husband of the", "Hilliard explained, and begged her to tell him what was the matter. But\nPatty kept him in suspense.", "Hilliard gave a laugh, then threw himself back into the corner, and did\nnot speak again until the train pulled up at New Street station.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER II", "\"There's a young lady wishes to see you, Sir. Miss Ringrose is the\nname.\"\n\nHilliard sprang up.\n\n\"Please ask her to come in.\"", "Hilliard was looking across the river. He walked more and more slowly,\nand turned at length to stand by the parapet. His companion remained", "\"Where from?\" said Hilliard. \"What do you know of me?\"", "Hilliard kept silence awhile, then laughed. When he spoke again, it was\nof things indifferent natures.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XI", "Their eyes mete Hilliard again saw the flush in her cheeks, and began\nto guess its explanation. He looked puzzled, interested.\n\n\"Do I know him?\" was his next inquiry.", "\"Oh, he's one of the lucky men.\" Hilliard replied, with a touch of\ngood-natured bitterness. \"He never exerted himself; good things fell", "\"Look here,\" said Hilliard. \"You'll drive me out of my senses. Eve is\nin love with this man, is she?\"\n\n\"I'm afraid so. She was.\"" ], [ "\"By good fortune,\" Hilliard pursued. \"I have become possessed of money\nenough to live upon for a year or two. At the end of it I may find", "a class of small employers of labour known in Birmingham as \"little\nmasters.\" The contrast between such a man and Maurice Hilliard's\nbrother was sufficiently pronounced; but the widow nervously did her", "\"MAURICE HILLIARD.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XVI", "Born at Birmingham, the son of a teacher of drawing, Maurice Hilliard\nhad spent most of his life in the Midland capital; to its grammar", "\"What I should like to know,\" said Hilliard, harshly, \"is whether she\nreally cares for him, or only for his money.\"\n\n\"Oh! How horrid you are! I never thought you could say such a thing!\"", "\"Oh, Maurice, how _can_ you----?\"\n\n\"Well, here's the money; and half of it is yours.\"", "\"I have still plenty of money,\" said Hilliard, regarding her.\n\n\"No more than you will need.\"\n\n\"But think--how little more it costs for two than for one----\"", "Hilliard knew very well that her marriage had not been entirely\nsuccessful; it seemed to him very probable that with a husband of the", "Hilliard mused. Already he had a flush on his cheek, but his eyes\nsensibly brightened.\n\n\"Yes,\" he said at length with deliberation. \"It would be worth while.\"", "\"Very well,\" said Hilliard. \"I tell you what we'll do. A couple of\nhundred pounds shall be put aside for the little girl. You can't make\nany objection to that.\"", "\"My name is Hilliard,\" the young man resumed. \"I am taking the first\nholiday, worth speaking of, that I have known for a good many years. At", "Hilliard understood. Like the good Samaritan of old, he took out\ntwopence. The face of the dirty little girl brightened wonderfully.\n\n\"Tell me the address; that will be enough.\"", "necessary for Eve to make payments on her own account, Hilliard\ndespatched to her by post a remittance in paper money, and of this no\nword passed between them. Three weeks later he again posted the same", "Hilliard seemed not to hear this. Again he fixed his eyes on the\nother's countenance.\n\n\"Do you say you are going to pay me four hundred pounds?\" he asked\nslowly.", "And Maurice Hilliard, a free man in his own conceit, sang to himself a\nsong of the joy of life.\n\n\n\nTHE END.", "laughing, Hilliard became aware of a woman in the doorway, evidently\nthe shopkeeper; she had heard their remarks and looked distressed.\nInfinitely keener was the pang which Maurice experienced; he could not", "\"Oh, he's one of the lucky men.\" Hilliard replied, with a touch of\ngood-natured bitterness. \"He never exerted himself; good things fell", "to Hilliard, though at the same time, and he knew not how or why, it\ndid not answer to his desire. A midday meal was in readiness for her;", "Hilliard gave a laugh, then threw himself back into the corner, and did\nnot speak again until the train pulled up at New Street station.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER II", "Hilliard puzzled over this remark, and was on the point of making some\nimpatient reply, but discretion restrained him. He turned to Eve's own" ], [ "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "\"Well, what is it?\" asked her brother-in-law, much as he might have\nspoken to the little girl.\n\n\"I have something very serious to talk about, Maurice.\"", "a class of small employers of labour known in Birmingham as \"little\nmasters.\" The contrast between such a man and Maurice Hilliard's\nbrother was sufficiently pronounced; but the widow nervously did her", "\"Oh, Maurice, how _can_ you----?\"\n\n\"Well, here's the money; and half of it is yours.\"", "laughing, Hilliard became aware of a woman in the doorway, evidently\nthe shopkeeper; she had heard their remarks and looked distressed.\nInfinitely keener was the pang which Maurice experienced; he could not", "\"I have at last found something to do, and it was quite time, for I\nhave been very miserable, and work is the best thing for me. Mr.", "with like conditions. Of his workaday passion she knew nothing; habit\nof familiarity and sense of obligation must supply its place with her\nuntil a brightening future once more set her emotions to the gladsome", "\"It'll seem very strange to you, Maurice.\"\n\n\"Nothing will seem strange after an adventure I've had this afternoon.\nYou shall hear about it presently.\"\n\n\"Tell me your story first.\"", "\"The fellow's in love, at last. When a man thinks of pleasant little\ncountry houses, 'with a tree or two' about them----\"\n\nHe sighed, and ground his teeth, and sketched on.", "\"Don't say that,\" he interrupted impatiently. \"That's the one thing I\nshall never like to think of.\"\n\n\"I shall think of it always, and be glad to remember it----\"", "to for a long time. And I get on very well at my new shop, which I have\nno wish to leave.\" This was her only allusion to the shattered", "And Maurice Hilliard, a free man in his own conceit, sang to himself a\nsong of the joy of life.\n\n\n\nTHE END.", "\"That's right: I've been looking forward to it,\" said his friend\nheartily. \"And now, haven't you anything to tell me? Are you alone\nhere? Then, what the deuce do you do with yourself?\"", "\"Say you believe me. There was not a word of love between us. He told\nme all about the miseries of his life--that was all; and I pitied him\nso. I felt he was so sincere.\"", "voyage without serious discomfort. Hilliard himself, with the sea wind\nin his nostrils, recovered that temper of buoyant satisfaction which\nhad accompanied his first escape from London. He despised the weak", "His wrathful imagination led him to grotesque ideas which ended in\nlaughter.\n\n\"Well, I have a year or two before me. I'll know what enjoyment means.\nAnd afterwards----\"", "\"You do, I hope?\" she answered, as they paced on.\n\n\"Not unpleasant, at all events. I am no longer slaving under the iron\ngods. I like my work, and it promises to reward me.\"", "home, had dinner at the nearest place he knew where a meal could be\nobtained on Sunday, and afterwards walked the streets for an hour under\nhis umbrella. The exercise did him good; on returning he felt able to", "\"Oh, he's one of the lucky men.\" Hilliard replied, with a touch of\ngood-natured bitterness. \"He never exerted himself; good things fell" ], [ "\"Hollo! Here we are again!\"\n\nHe stared at the speaker, and recognised Mr. Dengate.\n\n\"So you've come back?\"", "\"So you've turned out a blackguard, have you?\" pursued his companion,\nwhose name was Dengate. \"I heard something about that.\"\n\n\"From whom?\"", "\"Well, listen to me,\" Dengate resumed. \"You're turning out badly, and\nany money you get you're pretty sure to make a bad use of. But\"--he", "\"Is it!\" said Dengate, with a superior smile. \"That only shows how\nlittle you know of the world, my lad. You got it from your father, I\ndaresay; he had a rough way of talking.\"", "\"Now be careful, my lad,\" exclaimed Dengate, as again he winced under\nthe epithet. \"My temper may get the better of me, and I should be sorry", "\"You don't believe me,\" added Dengate.\n\n\"I don't.\"", "\"There's no reason why you shouldn't be told,\" added Dengate; \"it was a\nfriend of yours at Dudley that I came across when I was making\ninquiries about you: Mullen his name was.\"", "In a maddening access of rage, Hilliard clenched his fist and struck\nfiercely at the man. But he did no harm, for his aim was wild, and\nDengate easily warded off the blows.", "\"Well, no; not just now,\" answered Hilliard. He spoke the language of\nan educated man, but with a trace of the Midland accent. Dengate's\nspeech had less refinement.", "\"This gentleman is from my part of the world--from Dudley. Mr.\nHilliard--Miss Ringrose.\"", "\"I must have a word or two With you,\" said Dengate, when he had picked\nup his hat. \"Can you walk straight? I didn't notice you were drunk\nbefore I spoke to you. Come along this way.\"", "Hilliard related the circumstances. Then he drew from his pocket an\noblong slip of paper, and held it out.\n\n\"Dengate?\" cried his friend. \"How the deuce did you get hold of this?\"", "\"Go down to Liverpool,\" pursued Dengate, \"and make inquiries about me.\nYou'll find I have as good a reputation as any man living.\"", "want to say to you is this: there's all the difference in the world\nbetween commercial failure and rascality. If you go down to Liverpool,\nand ask men of credit for their opinion about Charles Edward Dengate,", "For a few seconds there was unbroken stillness. The men gazed at each\nother, Dengate superbly triumphant, Hilliard incredulous but betraying\nexcitement.", "A second blow was repaid in kind, and Hilliard staggered back against\nthe railings. Before he could recover himself, Dengate, whose high hat\nrolled between their feet, pinned his arms.", "\"I'm going to pay you four hundred and thirty-six pounds,\" Dengate\nrepeated. \"No less and no more. It isn't a legal debt, so I shall pay", "Narramore. When I got Dengate's money I went to Narramore, and I told\nhim what use I was going to make of it.\"", "Explanation followed. They debated Dengate's character and motives.", "\"Shall we ever see you again, I wonder?\" asked his landlady, when the\nmoment arrived for leave-taking.\n\n\"If I am ever again in Dudley, I shall come here,\" he answered kindly." ], [ "\"I'm going to pay you four hundred and thirty-six pounds,\" Dengate\nrepeated. \"No less and no more. It isn't a legal debt, so I shall pay", "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"Oh, Maurice, how _can_ you----?\"\n\n\"Well, here's the money; and half of it is yours.\"", "pounds. It shall mean four hundred pounds'-worth of life. While this\nmoney lasts, I'll feel that I'm a human being.\"", "no interest. But go with me when we get to Birmingham, and you shall\nhave my cheque for four hundred and thirty-six pounds.\"", "temptation to astonish me. He thinks I shall go about proclaiming him a\nnoble fellow. Four hundred and thirty-six pounds; there it is.\"", "\"Well, listen to me,\" Dengate resumed. \"You're turning out badly, and\nany money you get you're pretty sure to make a bad use of. But\"--he", "Narramore. When I got Dengate's money I went to Narramore, and I told\nhim what use I was going to make of it.\"", "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "\"You shall have your thirty-five pounds on condition that you go to\nlive, for as long as I choose, in Paris. You are to leave London in a", "\"There's one thing I'm obliged to speak of. Do you understand French\nmoney?\"\n\nEve averted her face, and spoke after a slight delay.\n\n\"I can easily learn.\"", "the blind, and seated himself at the table to write. With great\nrapidity he covered four sides of note-paper, and addressed an\nenvelope. But he had no postage-stamp. It could be obtained at a", "\"Yes. You shall take this Paris guide home with you. You'll find all\ninformation of that sort in it. And I shall give you an envelope\ncontaining money--just for your private use. You have nothing to do\nwith the charges at the hotel.\"", "\"Well, what is it?\" asked her brother-in-law, much as he might have\nspoken to the little girl.\n\n\"I have something very serious to talk about, Maurice.\"", "expenses are my affair. I shall go to Paris myself, and be there while\nyou are, but you need see no more of me than you like. Those are the\nterms.\"", "\"So you can. It will be on a London bank. I'll get the cash myself if\nyou like.\"\n\nThen they shook hands and went in opposite directions.", "For two days he heard nothing; then came a few lines which told him\nthat Mr. Madeley could not live many more hours. On the morrow Eve\nwrote that her father was dead.", "\"I trust you--that's enough. I have absolute faith in you. Answer his\nletter in the way you think best, and never speak to me of the money\nagain. It's yours; make what use of it you like.\"", "Then he stood still.\n\n\"How is he to pay it back? I mean, how is he to communicate with you?\"\n\n\"I gave him my address at Dudley.\"", "\"Money? Why, it depends what you are going to do with it. If it will do\nyou any good, all the money I have is yours, as you know well enough.\nBut I must understand why you want it.\"" ], [ "had Martha to look after her. And when she died, and Martha came back\nhere to us, the Madeley family came here as well, 'cause the father got", "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "home, had dinner at the nearest place he knew where a meal could be\nobtained on Sunday, and afterwards walked the streets for an hour under\nhis umbrella. The exercise did him good; on returning he felt able to", "\"Why,\" said Hilliard; \"that meant, perhaps, that she wanted to return a\nbook before leaving London. Is there any chance that she has gone\nhome--to Dudley? Perhaps her father is ill, and she was sent for.\"", "\"Well, what is it?\" asked her brother-in-law, much as he might have\nspoken to the little girl.\n\n\"I have something very serious to talk about, Maurice.\"", "\"Oh, Maurice, how _can_ you----?\"\n\n\"Well, here's the money; and half of it is yours.\"", "\"Shall we ever see you again, I wonder?\" asked his landlady, when the\nmoment arrived for leave-taking.\n\n\"If I am ever again in Dudley, I shall come here,\" he answered kindly.", "situated. Nearly over against that particular house was a window with a\ncard. Carelessly he approached the door, and carelessly asked to see\nthe rooms that were to let. They were comfortless, but would suit his", "\"Till I can find something to do,\" Eve said at length, \"I shall live at\nDudley. Father will be very glad to have me there. He wished me to stay\nlonger.\"", "So Patty took her departure, tripping briskly homeward. As for\nHilliard, he returned to his sitting-room, and was busy for some time", "He walked with her all the way to the library, and attended her back to\nGower Place. The result of this conversation was merely to intensify", "purpose for a time. He engaged a sitting-room on the ground-floor, and\na bed-room above, and went to fetch his luggage from Victoria Station.", "laughing, Hilliard became aware of a woman in the doorway, evidently\nthe shopkeeper; she had heard their remarks and looked distressed.\nInfinitely keener was the pang which Maurice experienced; he could not", "For two days he heard nothing; then came a few lines which told him\nthat Mr. Madeley could not live many more hours. On the morrow Eve\nwrote that her father was dead.", "Again there passed a few days without event. But about nine o'clock on\nWednesday evening, as he sat at home over a book, his landlady entered\nthe room with a surprising announcement.", "He was in Paris; had been there for six weeks, and now awoke with a\nsense of loneliness, a desire to be back among his own people.", "The next morning he went to Mudie's on his own account, and came away\nwith volumes chosen from those which lay on the counter. He was tired\nof wandering about the town, and might as well pass his time in reading.", "visits were repeated at intervals of a few days, and at length, towards\nthe end of June, he learnt that Miss Madeley was about to return to\nLondon; she had obtained a new engagement, at the establishment in", "A week later Hilliard went down into the country, to a quiet spot where\nhe now and then refreshed his mind after toil in Birmingham. He slept\nat a cottage, and on the Sunday morning walked idly about the lanes." ], [ "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"There's a young lady wishes to see you, Sir. Miss Ringrose is the\nname.\"\n\nHilliard sprang up.\n\n\"Please ask her to come in.\"", "laughing, Hilliard became aware of a woman in the doorway, evidently\nthe shopkeeper; she had heard their remarks and looked distressed.\nInfinitely keener was the pang which Maurice experienced; he could not", "conversation, but occasionally made inquiries, and began to regard\nthings with a healthy interest. The next day they all visited the\nLouvre, for a light rain was falling, and here Hilliard found an", "\"Well, what is it?\" asked her brother-in-law, much as he might have\nspoken to the little girl.\n\n\"I have something very serious to talk about, Maurice.\"", "familiarity with the portrait, taken more than two years ago, would\nenable him to identify Eve when he saw her. The door opened; the girl\nwas admitted. Afraid of being noticed, he walked on.", "\"Oh, Maurice, how _can_ you----?\"\n\n\"Well, here's the money; and half of it is yours.\"", "She drew herself half away, and stood brightly flushed, touching her\nhair to set it in order again. Hilliard, with difficulty controlling\nhimself, said in a husky voice--\n\n\"Is the mood gone?\"", "\"The fellow's in love, at last. When a man thinks of pleasant little\ncountry houses, 'with a tree or two' about them----\"\n\nHe sighed, and ground his teeth, and sketched on.", "message would discharge his obligation; but he proposed more than that.\nIt was his resolve to see Eve herself, to behold the face which, in a\npicture, had grown so familiar to him. Yet till this moment he had", "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "\"Yes, before I had seen you. It was the sort of resemblance between her\nlife and my own. I thought of sympathy between us. And the face of the\nportrait--but I see better things in the face that is looking at me\nnow.\"", "\"Perhaps not. And yet, perhaps, you are mistaken. That is what I want\nto learn. From the portrait, I formed an idea of you. When I met you,", "\"It'll seem very strange to you, Maurice.\"\n\n\"Nothing will seem strange after an adventure I've had this afternoon.\nYou shall hear about it presently.\"\n\n\"Tell me your story first.\"", "of rooms, hung with uninteresting pictures, where she and Hilliard had\nbefore this spent an hour safe from disturbance. She placed herself in\nthe recess of a window: her companion took a few steps backward and", "She had finished her wine and was looking round. Her glance fell upon\nhim, and for a moment rested. With a courage not his own, Hilliard\nrose, advanced, and respectfully doffed his hat.", "The house which he sought had a clean doorstep and unusually bright\nwindows. His knock was answered quickly, and by a young, sprightly\nwoman, who smiled upon him.\n\n\"I believe Miss Madeley lives here?\"", "Hilliard had not ventured to seat himself; he stood before her, head\nrespectfully bent.\n\n\"At Mrs. Brewer's I saw your portrait.\"\n\nHer eyes fell.", "\"When you have seen her I think you'll take my views. Of course it's\nthe very last thing I ever imagined myself doing; but I begin to see", "permission to go upstairs, where the door of a sitting-room stood open.\nWithin was a young woman, slight, pale, and pretty, who showed\nsomething of embarrassment, though her face made him welcome." ], [ "\"Eve Madeley.\" He repeated the name to himself, and liked it.", "\"That? Oh! that's a friend of my daughter Martha's--Eve Madeley. I'm\nsure I don't wonder at you noticing her. But it doesn't do her justice;", "followed by Eve Madeley. Patty glanced up, and smiled consciously as\nshe discovered the face she had expected to see; but Eve remained for", "Eve Madeley--the meek, the melancholy, the long-suffering, the\npious--what did it all mean?", "He did not stir, and the couple drew so near that he could observe\ntheir faces. In the second girl he recognised--or believed that he\nrecognised--Eve Madeley.", "expected Eve Madeley to present. He had thought of her as very plainly,\nperhaps poorly, clad; but this attire was ornate, and looked rather", "Eve Madeley perceived him without surprise.\n\n\"Yes,\" he said, \"I am here again. If it's disagreeable to you, tell me,\nand I will go my own way at once.\"", "\"I still don't understand,\" said Eve, who was speaking with the most\nperfect ease of manner. \"I am not the only person living in that house.\nWhy should you take it for granted that I was Miss Madeley?\"", "Impossible that a young person of that garb and deportment should be\nEve Madeley. Her face was hidden from him, and at this distance he\ncould not have recognised the features, even presuming that his", "\"Miss Madeley----\"\n\nThe note was half interrogative, but his voice failed before he could\nadd another syllable. Eve drew herself up, rigid in the alarm of female\ninstinct.", "\"Perhaps you didn't. All the same, it's a question. I don't pretend to\nunderstand Eve Madeley, and I'm afraid you are just as far from knowing\nher.\"", "For two days he heard nothing; then came a few lines which told him\nthat Mr. Madeley could not live many more hours. On the morrow Eve\nwrote that her father was dead.", "This proof of reticence, or perhaps of deliberate misleading, on Eve's\npart astonished Hilliard. He replied evasively that he had very little\nacquaintance with Miss Madeley's affairs, and added:", "Birmingham disappeared; it suggested a characteristic of the Madeley\nblood, which possibly must be borne in mind if he would interpret Eve.", "CHAPTER VII\n\n\nHow did Eve Madeley contrive to lead this life of leisure and\namusement? The question occupied Hilliard well on into the small hours;\nhe could hit upon no explanation which had the least plausibility.", "to Dudley, just to hear whether Eve is feeling any better. You could\nsee her, and then come out and tell me.\"", "\"Bother the 'bus!\" This was Eve Madeley again--if Eve it could really\nbe. \"We'll have a cab. Look, there's a crawler in Euston Road. I've\nstopped him!\"", "cold if not defiant reserve; the lips lost all their sweetness. He was\nchilled with vague distrust, and once again asked himself whether this\ncould be the Eve Madeley whose history he had heard.", "with Eve Madeley, Patty was an insignificant little person; but of her\nmoral uprightness Hilliard felt only the more assured the longer he", "her collocutor. \"But Eve--Miss Madeley--gave me the idea that Dudley\npeople must be great, rough, sooty men. Don't laugh at me, please. You" ], [ "He said it playfully. Eve turned her eyes away, but gave no other sign\nof self-consciousness.\n\n\"I have no such hope. I have seen too much of marriage in poverty.\"", "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "Eve did not join in his laugh.\n\n\"I can't bear to hear you speak of your poverty,\" she said in an\nundertone. \"You remind me that I am the cause of it.\"", "\"Why?--ah--I don't know. Because I do.\"\n\nAnd she laughed foolishly.\n\n\"Does Eve like _you_?\" Hilliard continued.", "\"I can't do that,\" said Eve, drawing away. \"It's for you to tell\nhim--if you like.\"", "Eve moved on her chair, as if in readiness to take leave of him, but\nshe did not speak.\n\n\"You think it likely you will meet Miss Ringrose?\"", "\"Look here,\" said Hilliard. \"You'll drive me out of my senses. Eve is\nin love with this man, is she?\"\n\n\"I'm afraid so. She was.\"", "her. The truth is that for years to come I shall tremble all through\nwhenever she is near me. Such love as I have felt for Eve won't be", "Eve met his eyes steadily.\n\n\"I will never again say one word to you that isn't pure truth. I am at\nyour mercy, and you may punish me as you like.\"", "Eve could with difficulty be induced to converse at all, and when the\nentertainment was over she pointedly took leave of him within the\ntheatre. But while shaking hands with Patty, he saw something in that", "Eve looked at him, and silently began to shed tears. He implored her\npardon, prostrated himself, behaved in a manner that justified his\nwarning. But Eve stifled the serious drama of the situation, and forced\nhim to laugh with her.", "The next morning passed in restless debate with himself. He did not\ncross the way to call upon Eve: the thought of speaking with her on the", "\"Put all the meaning you like into my words,\" said Eve, with her\npleasantest smile. \"Well, I too have had a letter. From Patty. She\nisn't going to be married, after all.\"", "\"I am quite willing to go away,\" said Eve in a low voice. \"But the\nshame of it--to be supported by you.\"\n\n\"Why, you don't hate me?\"", "\"Yes, it was put on,\" Eve admitted, after a pause. \"But I couldn't help\nthat. I was obliged to keep seeing you, and if I had looked as", "Hilliard repelled the suggestion with strong distaste. On no account\nwould he seek his friend's help in such a matter. And Eve said no more\nof it.", "\"I mean,\" said Eve, with eyes down, \"that you are the worse off for\nhaving met me, but I mean something else as well. Do you think it\npossible that anyone can owe too much gratitude, even to a person one\nlikes?\"", "\"Well, what is it?\" asked her brother-in-law, much as he might have\nspoken to the little girl.\n\n\"I have something very serious to talk about, Maurice.\"", "\"Do you like Eve?\" he asked abruptly, disregarding some trivial\nquestion Patty had put to him.\n\n\"Like her? Of course I do.\"\n\n\"And _why_ do you like her?\"" ], [ "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "The choice of their rooms, and the settlement of details took only a\nfew minutes; then, for almost the first time since leaving Charing\nCross, he spoke to Eve.", "altogether out of place there. To his lodgings she could not come. Of\nnecessity they had recourse to public places in Birmingham, where an\nhour or two of talk under shelter might make Eve's journey hither worth", "On the day after, Hilliard received a postcard in which Eve asked him\nto be in a certain room of the Louvre at twelve o'clock. He kept the\nappointment, and found Eve awaiting him alone.", "Eve turned aside again, and leaned on the parapet. He, lingering apart\nfor a moment, at length drew nearer. Of her own accord she put her\nhands in his.", "ventured only a few yards away. He had waited for about a quarter of an\nhour, when his eye distinguished a well-known figure quickly\napproaching. He hurried forward, and Eve stopped before he had quite", "The whole of January went by before Hilliard and Eve again saw each\nother. The lover wrote at length that he could bear it no longer, that", "her. The truth is that for years to come I shall tremble all through\nwhenever she is near me. Such love as I have felt for Eve won't be", "As if more completely to dismiss the unpleasant subject, they walked\ninto another room. Hilliard began to speak again of his scheme for\nproviding a place where they could meet and talk at their ease. Eve now\nentered into it with frank satisfaction.", "\"Look here,\" said Hilliard. \"You'll drive me out of my senses. Eve is\nin love with this man, is she?\"\n\n\"I'm afraid so. She was.\"", "he was coming to Dudley, if only for the mere sight of Eve's face; she\nmust meet him in the waiting-room at the railway station. She answered", "were situated less than half a mile away. Afraid of missing her if he\nwent out, he fretted through another hour, and was at length relieved\nby the arrival of a letter of explanation. Eve wrote that she had been", "dining. He selected a nook which gave assurance of privacy, sketched to\nthe waiter a modest but carefully chosen repast, and from his seat on\nthe opposite side of the table laughed silently at Eve as she leaned", "was scarcely more at ease, and for several days he lived totally\nwithout occupation, save in his harassing thoughts. He paced and\nrepaced the length of Holborn, wondering where it was that Eve had", "of excursionists. There-amid he discovered Eve, noted her position,\ndescended to the platform, and got as near to her as possible. The", "Eve met his eyes steadily.\n\n\"I will never again say one word to you that isn't pure truth. I am at\nyour mercy, and you may punish me as you like.\"", "sprang up. To clutch his hat, to rush from the room and from the house,\noccupied but a moment. There, walking away on the other side, was Eve.", "He knew the day on which Eve would arrive in London; from morning to\nnight a feverish unrest drove him about the streets. On the morrow he", "For two days he heard nothing; then came a few lines which told him\nthat Mr. Madeley could not live many more hours. On the morrow Eve\nwrote that her father was dead.", "When Sunday came, he sought the appointed spot at Hampstead, and there,\nafter an hour's waiting, met the two friends. Eve was no longer in her" ], [ "\"Look here,\" said Hilliard. \"You'll drive me out of my senses. Eve is\nin love with this man, is she?\"\n\n\"I'm afraid so. She was.\"", "On the day after, Hilliard received a postcard in which Eve asked him\nto be in a certain room of the Louvre at twelve o'clock. He kept the\nappointment, and found Eve awaiting him alone.", "The whole of January went by before Hilliard and Eve again saw each\nother. The lover wrote at length that he could bear it no longer, that", "Eve spoke hurriedly, still regarding Hilliard, who looked upon the\nground.\n\n\"Have you been alone all day?\" he asked, taking the outer place at her\nside, as they walked on.", "To the letter which he thereupon despatched Hilliard had no reply for\nnearly a week. When Eve wrote, it was from a new address at Dudley.", "As if more completely to dismiss the unpleasant subject, they walked\ninto another room. Hilliard began to speak again of his scheme for\nproviding a place where they could meet and talk at their ease. Eve now\nentered into it with frank satisfaction.", "A savage jealousy was burning Hilliard's vitals. He had tried to make\nlight of the connection between Eve and that unknown man, even after", "At the time appointed for their next meeting, Hilliard waited in vain.\nAn hour passed, and Eve, who had the uncommon virtue of punctuality,", "Eve was already walking in that direction. Undeniably she looked ill;\nher step was languid; she did not raise her eyes. Hilliard, when he had", "\"Why?--ah--I don't know. Because I do.\"\n\nAnd she laughed foolishly.\n\n\"Does Eve like _you_?\" Hilliard continued.", "\"I've just been down to the station--for something to do,\" said Eve,\nher look fixed on Hilliard with what seemed to him a very strange\nintensity. \"The afternoon was so fine.\"", "\"Confound this infernal atmosphere!\" Hilliard broke out wrathfully.\n\"It's making you morbid again. Come here to me! Eve--come!\"", "Eve had turned her eyes in the direction of crowd and bustle. When she\nfaced Hilliard again, he saw that she had come to a resolve.", "slowly, her eyes cast down. With fiercely throbbing heart, thinking and\ndesiring and hoping he knew not what, Hilliard once more followed her.", "A singular solemnity had settled upon Eve's countenance. She spoke not\na word, and seemed unaccountably ill at ease.\n\n\"Do you think I am in the clouds?\" said Hilliard.", "Eve turned aside again, and leaned on the parapet. He, lingering apart\nfor a moment, at length drew nearer. Of her own accord she put her\nhands in his.", "A week later, Hilliard again called at the music-shop, and talked for\nhalf an hour with Miss Ringrose, who had no fresh news from Eve. His", "Hilliard laughed.\n\n\"I seem to you so disreputable?\"\n\n\"Not exactly that,\" replied Eve thoughtfully. \"But you seem altogether\na different person from what you seemed to her.\"", "At Earl's Court she alighted hurriedly. By this time Hilliard had begun\nto feel shame in the ignoble part he was playing, but choice he had", "She had finished her wine and was looking round. Her glance fell upon\nhim, and for a moment rested. With a courage not his own, Hilliard\nrose, advanced, and respectfully doffed his hat." ], [ "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"Oh, Maurice, how _can_ you----?\"\n\n\"Well, here's the money; and half of it is yours.\"", "a class of small employers of labour known in Birmingham as \"little\nmasters.\" The contrast between such a man and Maurice Hilliard's\nbrother was sufficiently pronounced; but the widow nervously did her", "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "\"Well, what is it?\" asked her brother-in-law, much as he might have\nspoken to the little girl.\n\n\"I have something very serious to talk about, Maurice.\"", "\"It'll seem very strange to you, Maurice.\"\n\n\"Nothing will seem strange after an adventure I've had this afternoon.\nYou shall hear about it presently.\"\n\n\"Tell me your story first.\"", "Born at Birmingham, the son of a teacher of drawing, Maurice Hilliard\nhad spent most of his life in the Midland capital; to its grammar", "laughing, Hilliard became aware of a woman in the doorway, evidently\nthe shopkeeper; she had heard their remarks and looked distressed.\nInfinitely keener was the pang which Maurice experienced; he could not", "And Maurice Hilliard, a free man in his own conceit, sang to himself a\nsong of the joy of life.\n\n\n\nTHE END.", "\"MAURICE HILLIARD.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XVI", "seated, and took his own place. He wore a suit which had been new on\nhis first arrival in London, good enough in quality and cut to give his\nfeatures the full value of their intelligence; a brown felt hat, a", "purpose for a time. He engaged a sitting-room on the ground-floor, and\na bed-room above, and went to fetch his luggage from Victoria Station.", "\"Never mind that, old boy,\" interposed Hilliard. \"How long are you\ngoing for?\"\n\n\"I can't very well be away for more than three weeks. The brass\nbedsteads, you know----\"", "\"The fellow's in love, at last. When a man thinks of pleasant little\ncountry houses, 'with a tree or two' about them----\"\n\nHe sighed, and ground his teeth, and sketched on.", "situated. Nearly over against that particular house was a window with a\ncard. Carelessly he approached the door, and carelessly asked to see\nthe rooms that were to let. They were comfortless, but would suit his", "\"So have I,\" said his companion, with quiet emphasis.\n\n\"And when a man's absolutely sure that he will never have an income of\nmore than a hundred and fifty pounds----\"", "For two days he heard nothing; then came a few lines which told him\nthat Mr. Madeley could not live many more hours. On the morrow Eve\nwrote that her father was dead.", "\"Yes. He was a steady lad, Tom Madeley, and never gave his sister much\ntrouble. He earns his thirty shillings a week now. Well, and soon after", "\"You shall have your thirty-five pounds on condition that you go to\nlive, for as long as I choose, in Paris. You are to leave London in a", "\"He must be a strange man. Of course he doesn't care anything about\nMiss Birching.\"\n\n\"But I think he does, in his way.\"\n\n\"How did he ever get on at all in business?\"" ], [ "\"Read the letter.\"\n\nEve did so. It began, \"My dear Maurice,\" and ended, \"Ever\naffectionately and gratefully yours.\" The rest of its contents ran thus:", "\"I don't feel I've any right to it,\" she said, after explaining the\ncircumstances. \"You know what Maurice has done for me. I've always felt\nI was robbing him----\"", "\"Well, what is it?\" asked her brother-in-law, much as he might have\nspoken to the little girl.\n\n\"I have something very serious to talk about, Maurice.\"", "\"Oh, Maurice, how _can_ you----?\"\n\n\"Well, here's the money; and half of it is yours.\"", "\"It'll seem very strange to you, Maurice.\"\n\n\"Nothing will seem strange after an adventure I've had this afternoon.\nYou shall hear about it presently.\"\n\n\"Tell me your story first.\"", "a class of small employers of labour known in Birmingham as \"little\nmasters.\" The contrast between such a man and Maurice Hilliard's\nbrother was sufficiently pronounced; but the widow nervously did her", "\"I'm afraid there's some truth in what you say, old boy. I've been\nconscious of queer symptoms lately--a disposition to take things with\nabsurd seriousness, and an unwholesome bodily activity now and then.\"", "laughing, Hilliard became aware of a woman in the doorway, evidently\nthe shopkeeper; she had heard their remarks and looked distressed.\nInfinitely keener was the pang which Maurice experienced; he could not", "Thoroughly awakened and sober, he walked across London to Gower Place\narriving in the light of dawn. Too spiritless to take off his clothing,", "To get through the morning he drank--an occupation suggested by the\nheat of the day, which blazed cloudless. The liquor did not cheer him,", "\"You drink, I am told. I suppose that's your condition now.\"", "over his fire through the long, black day, tormented with many\nmiseries, and at eventide drank half a bottle of whisky, piping hot,\nwhich at least assured him of a night's sleep.", "\"Every penny of it gone in drink.\"\n\n\"And what are you doing?\"\n\n\"Walking with a man I should be glad to be rid of.\"", "have been paying men of his own. The drink--that's what it was. When\nour Martha first knew them they were living at Walsall, and if it", "yielded to brutalising influences which rarely relax their hold upon a\nman. To-day he was prompted by the instinct of flight from peril\nthreatening all that was worthy in him.", "things. From Mrs. Brewer's description of the girl's character, he had\nimagined her leading a life of clockwork regularity. The point was very", "character. I've been told you drink, and I see that you do, and I'm\nsorry for it. You'll be losing your place before long, and you'll go", "Only the hopeless suppression of natural desires, the conflict through\nyears of ardent youth with sordid circumstances, could have brought him", "where drink was sold. At six o'clock he remembered that he had not\neaten since breakfast; he dined extravagantly, and afterwards fell\nasleep in the smoking-room of the restaurant. A waiter with difficulty", "devil at Dudley who went about calling him a scoundrel. By-the-bye,\nsomeone told him that I had taken to liquor, and was on my way to" ], [ "\"By good fortune,\" Hilliard pursued. \"I have become possessed of money\nenough to live upon for a year or two. At the end of it I may find", "Hilliard knew very well that her marriage had not been entirely\nsuccessful; it seemed to him very probable that with a husband of the", "Hilliard seemed not to hear this. Again he fixed his eyes on the\nother's countenance.\n\n\"Do you say you are going to pay me four hundred pounds?\" he asked\nslowly.", "\"What I should like to know,\" said Hilliard, harshly, \"is whether she\nreally cares for him, or only for his money.\"\n\n\"Oh! How horrid you are! I never thought you could say such a thing!\"", "\"My name is Hilliard,\" the young man resumed. \"I am taking the first\nholiday, worth speaking of, that I have known for a good many years. At", "\"I have still plenty of money,\" said Hilliard, regarding her.\n\n\"No more than you will need.\"\n\n\"But think--how little more it costs for two than for one----\"", "to Hilliard, though at the same time, and he knew not how or why, it\ndid not answer to his desire. A midday meal was in readiness for her;", "Hilliard understood. Like the good Samaritan of old, he took out\ntwopence. The face of the dirty little girl brightened wonderfully.\n\n\"Tell me the address; that will be enough.\"", "\"Very well,\" said Hilliard. \"I tell you what we'll do. A couple of\nhundred pounds shall be put aside for the little girl. You can't make\nany objection to that.\"", "Hilliard mused. Already he had a flush on his cheek, but his eyes\nsensibly brightened.\n\n\"Yes,\" he said at length with deliberation. \"It would be worth while.\"", "\"How long have you known her?\"\n\n\"Oh, ever so long--about a year.\"\n\nThe temptation to make another inquiry was too strong for Hilliard.", "Hilliard gave a laugh, then threw himself back into the corner, and did\nnot speak again until the train pulled up at New Street station.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER II", "Hilliard explained, and begged her to tell him what was the matter. But\nPatty kept him in suspense.", "\"Well, no; not just now,\" answered Hilliard. He spoke the language of\nan educated man, but with a trace of the Midland accent. Dengate's\nspeech had less refinement.", "Hilliard had undoubtedly improved in personal appearance. He grew a\nbeard, which added to his seeming age, but suited with his features;\nhis carriage was more upright than of old.", "Hilliard puzzled over this remark, and was on the point of making some\nimpatient reply, but discretion restrained him. He turned to Eve's own", "\"There's a young lady wishes to see you, Sir. Miss Ringrose is the\nname.\"\n\nHilliard sprang up.\n\n\"Please ask her to come in.\"", "Hilliard kept silence awhile, then laughed. When he spoke again, it was\nof things indifferent natures.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XI", "necessary for Eve to make payments on her own account, Hilliard\ndespatched to her by post a remittance in paper money, and of this no\nword passed between them. Three weeks later he again posted the same", "\"Oh, he's one of the lucky men.\" Hilliard replied, with a touch of\ngood-natured bitterness. \"He never exerted himself; good things fell" ], [ "to Hilliard, though at the same time, and he knew not how or why, it\ndid not answer to his desire. A midday meal was in readiness for her;", "Again Hilliard moved on.", "A week later Hilliard went down into the country, to a quiet spot where\nhe now and then refreshed his mind after toil in Birmingham. He slept\nat a cottage, and on the Sunday morning walked idly about the lanes.", "Hilliard gave a laugh, then threw himself back into the corner, and did\nnot speak again until the train pulled up at New Street station.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER II", "Hilliard agreed to join in the tour.", "voyage without serious discomfort. Hilliard himself, with the sea wind\nin his nostrils, recovered that temper of buoyant satisfaction which\nhad accompanied his first escape from London. He despised the weak", "The architect agreed, and time-tables were consulted. Hilliard drove\nhome to pack. When this was finished, he sat down and wrote a letter:", "necessity of departure. Then they both rose and walked a few yards\ntogether. Finally, with a sense of angry exultation, Hilliard saw them\npart.", "Hilliard was looking across the river. He walked more and more slowly,\nand turned at length to stand by the parapet. His companion remained", "\"Just by chance--somewhere.\"\n\n\"I understand,\" said Hilliard grimly. \"Go on.\"", "while. As Hilliard lived at the north end of the town, he suggested\nAston Hall as a possible rendezvous, and here they met, early one\nSaturday afternoon in December.", "Hilliard had counted on travelling back with her; to his great\ndisappointment, Eve answered his request to be allowed to do so with a\ncoldly civil refusal which there was no misunderstanding.", "started; he was nowhere discoverable. Hilliard travelled back by the\nGreat Western, after waiting about an hour; he had for companions", "\"I glory in the place!\"\n\nHilliard was tired out. He repented of his proposal to make the journey\nto Dudley and back, but his companion did not suspect this.", "\"My name is Hilliard,\" the young man resumed. \"I am taking the first\nholiday, worth speaking of, that I have known for a good many years. At", "The door closed with that severity of exclusion in which London doors\nexcel, and Hilliard turned despondently away. He was just consoling", "talked and laughed so gaily last evening. Towards the end of the\njourney a nervous restlessness began to appear in her looks and\nmovements. Hilliard felt that he had annoyed her by the persistency of", "After a week's inquiry, Hilliard discovered the lodging that would suit\nhis purpose. It was Camp Hill; two small rooms at the top of a house,", "\"There's a young lady wishes to see you, Sir. Miss Ringrose is the\nname.\"\n\nHilliard sprang up.\n\n\"Please ask her to come in.\"", "Hilliard explained, and begged her to tell him what was the matter. But\nPatty kept him in suspense." ], [ "Hilliard related the circumstances. Then he drew from his pocket an\noblong slip of paper, and held it out.\n\n\"Dengate?\" cried his friend. \"How the deuce did you get hold of this?\"", "A second blow was repaid in kind, and Hilliard staggered back against\nthe railings. Before he could recover himself, Dengate, whose high hat\nrolled between their feet, pinned his arms.", "In a maddening access of rage, Hilliard clenched his fist and struck\nfiercely at the man. But he did no harm, for his aim was wild, and\nDengate easily warded off the blows.", "For a few seconds there was unbroken stillness. The men gazed at each\nother, Dengate superbly triumphant, Hilliard incredulous but betraying\nexcitement.", "\"I'm going to pay you four hundred and thirty-six pounds,\" Dengate\nrepeated. \"No less and no more. It isn't a legal debt, so I shall pay", "Hilliard understood. Like the good Samaritan of old, he took out\ntwopence. The face of the dirty little girl brightened wonderfully.\n\n\"Tell me the address; that will be enough.\"", "\"Well, no; not just now,\" answered Hilliard. He spoke the language of\nan educated man, but with a trace of the Midland accent. Dengate's\nspeech had less refinement.", "Hilliard seemed not to hear this. Again he fixed his eyes on the\nother's countenance.\n\n\"Do you say you are going to pay me four hundred pounds?\" he asked\nslowly.", "\"This is a great day,\" Hilliard then exclaimed. \"I left Dudley this\nafternoon feeling ready to cut my throat. Now I'm a free man, with the\nworld before me.\"\n\n\"How's that?\"", "\"Very well,\" said Hilliard. \"I tell you what we'll do. A couple of\nhundred pounds shall be put aside for the little girl. You can't make\nany objection to that.\"", "Hilliard gave a laugh, then threw himself back into the corner, and did\nnot speak again until the train pulled up at New Street station.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER II", "\"No, it was five shillings, and my creditors--sensible men of\nbusiness--were satisfied. Now look here. I owed your father four", "\"Well, listen to me,\" Dengate resumed. \"You're turning out badly, and\nany money you get you're pretty sure to make a bad use of. But\"--he", "\"What I should like to know,\" said Hilliard, harshly, \"is whether she\nreally cares for him, or only for his money.\"\n\n\"Oh! How horrid you are! I never thought you could say such a thing!\"", "With a nod, Dengate walked off. Hilliard saw him smooth his silk hat as\nhe went; then, without glancing at the card, he threw it away.", "\"So you've turned out a blackguard, have you?\" pursued his companion,\nwhose name was Dengate. \"I heard something about that.\"\n\n\"From whom?\"", "\"I suppose you can pay the fifty guineas, and still leave yourself\nenough to live upon?\"\n\n\"Enough till I earn something,\" Hilliard answered with a smile.", "necessary for Eve to make payments on her own account, Hilliard\ndespatched to her by post a remittance in paper money, and of this no\nword passed between them. Three weeks later he again posted the same", "\"He has sent it. He says he shall be able to pay something every three\nmonths until he has paid the whole debt. Please to take it.\"\n\nAfter a short struggle with himself, Hilliard recovered a manly bearing.", "Next day, at the hour Patty had appointed, Hilliard was again in High\nStreet. As he approached the shop he heard from within the jingle of a" ], [ "\"Look here,\" said Hilliard. \"You'll drive me out of my senses. Eve is\nin love with this man, is she?\"\n\n\"I'm afraid so. She was.\"", "\"I'm afraid she never--Oh, I don't like to say it, Mr. Hilliard!\"\n\n\"That she never was in love with _me_? I know it.\"", "Hilliard repelled the suggestion with strong distaste. On no account\nwould he seek his friend's help in such a matter. And Eve said no more\nof it.", "\"Why?--ah--I don't know. Because I do.\"\n\nAnd she laughed foolishly.\n\n\"Does Eve like _you_?\" Hilliard continued.", "He said it playfully. Eve turned her eyes away, but gave no other sign\nof self-consciousness.\n\n\"I have no such hope. I have seen too much of marriage in poverty.\"", "\"What I should like to know,\" said Hilliard, harshly, \"is whether she\nreally cares for him, or only for his money.\"\n\n\"Oh! How horrid you are! I never thought you could say such a thing!\"", "\"I dare say,\" Hilliard continued, \"Eve doesn't understand the money\nmuch better than you do. But she'll soon be well enough to talk, and", "Eve spoke hurriedly, still regarding Hilliard, who looked upon the\nground.\n\n\"Have you been alone all day?\" he asked, taking the outer place at her\nside, as they walked on.", "\"Dear Mr. Hilliard,\" wrote the girl, \"I have just heard from Eve that\nshe is to be married to Mr. Narramore in a week's time. She says you", "\"No! Indeed she isn't. And she never has been.\"\n\n\"Thank you.\" Hilliard gave a sigh of relief. \"I'm very glad to know\nthat.\"", "A singular solemnity had settled upon Eve's countenance. She spoke not\na word, and seemed unaccountably ill at ease.\n\n\"Do you think I am in the clouds?\" said Hilliard.", "Hilliard laughed.\n\n\"I seem to you so disreputable?\"\n\n\"Not exactly that,\" replied Eve thoughtfully. \"But you seem altogether\na different person from what you seemed to her.\"", "\"Don't you think,\" said Hilliard carelessly, \"that Eve would rather\nhave you to herself, just for the short time you are here?\"\n\nPatty made vigorous objection.", "Hilliard had counted on travelling back with her; to his great\ndisappointment, Eve answered his request to be allowed to do so with a\ncoldly civil refusal which there was no misunderstanding.", "The whole of January went by before Hilliard and Eve again saw each\nother. The lover wrote at length that he could bear it no longer, that", "This proof of reticence, or perhaps of deliberate misleading, on Eve's\npart astonished Hilliard. He replied evasively that he had very little\nacquaintance with Miss Madeley's affairs, and added:", "necessary for Eve to make payments on her own account, Hilliard\ndespatched to her by post a remittance in paper money, and of this no\nword passed between them. Three weeks later he again posted the same", "\"I'm not at all sure that there's any cause for sorrow,\" Hilliard\ninterrupted, drawing up a chair and throwing himself upon it. \"Unless\nyou mean that you are sorry for Eve.\"", "Eve met his eyes steadily.\n\n\"I will never again say one word to you that isn't pure truth. I am at\nyour mercy, and you may punish me as you like.\"", "\"Of course,\" said Hilliard, laughing as he met Eve's surprised look. \"I\nknew what _that_ meant. I would much rather have got out of it, but it" ], [ "Hilliard wondered what accounts of herself Eve had rendered to the\nParisienne, but he did not venture to ask.\n\n\"Will Patty like it as well?\"", "taken tickets and booked the luggage through to Paris, approached his\ntravelling companions. Seeing him, Eve turned away.", "Eve was already walking in that direction. Undeniably she looked ill;\nher step was languid; she did not raise her eyes. Hilliard, when he had", "Hilliard had counted on travelling back with her; to his great\ndisappointment, Eve answered his request to be allowed to do so with a\ncoldly civil refusal which there was no misunderstanding.", "Eve spoke hurriedly, still regarding Hilliard, who looked upon the\nground.\n\n\"Have you been alone all day?\" he asked, taking the outer place at her\nside, as they walked on.", "\"Look here,\" said Hilliard. \"You'll drive me out of my senses. Eve is\nin love with this man, is she?\"\n\n\"I'm afraid so. She was.\"", "\"Then I think it had better be Birmingham.\"\n\n\"Very well. It's understood that when we leave Paris we go there.\"\n\nA silence. Then Eve asked abruptly:", "On the day after, Hilliard received a postcard in which Eve asked him\nto be in a certain room of the Louvre at twelve o'clock. He kept the\nappointment, and found Eve awaiting him alone.", "The whole of January went by before Hilliard and Eve again saw each\nother. The lover wrote at length that he could bear it no longer, that", "\"Let us walk about,\" interposed Eve. \"Mr. Hilliard will tell you all he\ncan about the Black Country.\"", "On board the steamer Eve kept below from first to last. Patty walked\nthe deck with Hilliard, and vastly to her astonishment, achieved the", "\"Didn't Dudley seem a long way off when you were there?\" asked Eve half\nabsently.\n\n\"In another planet.--You thought once of going to Paris; Miss Ringrose\ntold me.\"", "This exclamation from the other girl was the last sentence that fell on\nHilliard's ear. They both tripped off towards the cab which Eve's\ngesture had summoned. He saw them jump in and drive away.", "friend went to Paris again, and Eve wanted very much to go with her,\nbut she didn't see how to manage it. Eve,\" she added, with a laugh, \"is\nalways wanting to do something that's impossible.\"", "Eve had turned her eyes in the direction of crowd and bustle. When she\nfaced Hilliard again, he saw that she had come to a resolve.", "\"I've just been down to the station--for something to do,\" said Eve,\nher look fixed on Hilliard with what seemed to him a very strange\nintensity. \"The afternoon was so fine.\"", "\"We don't always go together,\" said the girl. \"Yesterday and the day\nbefore Eve was away by herself all the afternoon. Of course she can get\non all right with her French. She takes to Paris as if she'd lived here\nfor years.\"", "As if more completely to dismiss the unpleasant subject, they walked\ninto another room. Hilliard began to speak again of his scheme for\nproviding a place where they could meet and talk at their ease. Eve now\nentered into it with frank satisfaction.", "A savage jealousy was burning Hilliard's vitals. He had tried to make\nlight of the connection between Eve and that unknown man, even after", "Eve it certainly was, walking slowly away from the station, a few yards\nin advance of them. They quickened their pace, and Patty caught her" ], [ "\"By good fortune,\" Hilliard pursued. \"I have become possessed of money\nenough to live upon for a year or two. At the end of it I may find", "\"Never mind that, old boy,\" interposed Hilliard. \"How long are you\ngoing for?\"\n\n\"I can't very well be away for more than three weeks. The brass\nbedsteads, you know----\"", "Hilliard gave a laugh, then threw himself back into the corner, and did\nnot speak again until the train pulled up at New Street station.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER II", "to Hilliard, though at the same time, and he knew not how or why, it\ndid not answer to his desire. A midday meal was in readiness for her;", "\"I haven't given any thought to that,\" said Hilliard, carelessly;\n\"there's plenty of time. It will be fine weather for many weeks yet.\"", "A week later Hilliard went down into the country, to a quiet spot where\nhe now and then refreshed his mind after toil in Birmingham. He slept\nat a cottage, and on the Sunday morning walked idly about the lanes.", "\"This is a great day,\" Hilliard then exclaimed. \"I left Dudley this\nafternoon feeling ready to cut my throat. Now I'm a free man, with the\nworld before me.\"\n\n\"How's that?\"", "\"Yes--that's the reason. But she has meant to let you know for some\ntime.\"\n\nHilliard drew a long breath. He fixed his eyes on the letter.", "\"My name is Hilliard,\" the young man resumed. \"I am taking the first\nholiday, worth speaking of, that I have known for a good many years. At", "Hilliard laughed grimly at the supposition that he would ever attain\nprofessional independence, but his friend talked on, and overleaped", "\"Oh, he's one of the lucky men.\" Hilliard replied, with a touch of\ngood-natured bitterness. \"He never exerted himself; good things fell", "\"And then,\" she added after a pause, while Hilliard was reflecting, \"I\ncouldn't go on being a burden on you. How very few men would have done\nwhat you have----\"", "\"I doubt that--at least, I know that it couldn't be so with me.\"\n\n\"Well, what do you aim at?\" Hilliard asked disinterestedly.", "Hilliard knew very well that her marriage had not been entirely\nsuccessful; it seemed to him very probable that with a husband of the", "Hilliard kept silence awhile, then laughed. When he spoke again, it was\nof things indifferent natures.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XI", "\"I glory in the place!\"\n\nHilliard was tired out. He repented of his proposal to make the journey\nto Dudley and back, but his companion did not suspect this.", "Hilliard took up the letter again, and again there was a long silence.\n\n\"Have you said good-bye to her?\" were his next words.", "voyage without serious discomfort. Hilliard himself, with the sea wind\nin his nostrils, recovered that temper of buoyant satisfaction which\nhad accompanied his first escape from London. He despised the weak", "Hilliard mused. Already he had a flush on his cheek, but his eyes\nsensibly brightened.\n\n\"Yes,\" he said at length with deliberation. \"It would be worth while.\"", "Hilliard puzzled over this remark, and was on the point of making some\nimpatient reply, but discretion restrained him. He turned to Eve's own" ], [ "while. As Hilliard lived at the north end of the town, he suggested\nAston Hall as a possible rendezvous, and here they met, early one\nSaturday afternoon in December.", "Hilliard related the circumstances. Then he drew from his pocket an\noblong slip of paper, and held it out.\n\n\"Dengate?\" cried his friend. \"How the deuce did you get hold of this?\"", "\"Well, no; not just now,\" answered Hilliard. He spoke the language of\nan educated man, but with a trace of the Midland accent. Dengate's\nspeech had less refinement.", "\"This gentleman is from my part of the world--from Dudley. Mr.\nHilliard--Miss Ringrose.\"", "In a maddening access of rage, Hilliard clenched his fist and struck\nfiercely at the man. But he did no harm, for his aim was wild, and\nDengate easily warded off the blows.", "Hilliard gave a laugh, then threw himself back into the corner, and did\nnot speak again until the train pulled up at New Street station.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER II", "A second blow was repaid in kind, and Hilliard staggered back against\nthe railings. Before he could recover himself, Dengate, whose high hat\nrolled between their feet, pinned his arms.", "For a few seconds there was unbroken stillness. The men gazed at each\nother, Dengate superbly triumphant, Hilliard incredulous but betraying\nexcitement.", "\"There's a young lady wishes to see you, Sir. Miss Ringrose is the\nname.\"\n\nHilliard sprang up.\n\n\"Please ask her to come in.\"", "Next day, at the hour Patty had appointed, Hilliard was again in High\nStreet. As he approached the shop he heard from within the jingle of a", "Hilliard grasped the opportunity. Would she permit him to meet her and\nMiss Ringrose at Hampstead? Without shadow of constraint or", "\"I am a stranger to you,\" Hilliard managed to say. \"But I come from\nDudley; I know some of your friends----\"", "Hilliard stared at the house opposite.\n\n\"I? I know nothing whatever about it. Come in and tell me----\"\n\n\"If you wouldn't mind coming out----\"", "\"Hollo! Here we are again!\"\n\nHe stared at the speaker, and recognised Mr. Dengate.\n\n\"So you've come back?\"", "A week later Hilliard went down into the country, to a quiet spot where\nhe now and then refreshed his mind after toil in Birmingham. He slept\nat a cottage, and on the Sunday morning walked idly about the lanes.", "After a week's inquiry, Hilliard discovered the lodging that would suit\nhis purpose. It was Camp Hill; two small rooms at the top of a house,", "\"This is a great day,\" Hilliard then exclaimed. \"I left Dudley this\nafternoon feeling ready to cut my throat. Now I'm a free man, with the\nworld before me.\"\n\n\"How's that?\"", "\"Just by chance--somewhere.\"\n\n\"I understand,\" said Hilliard grimly. \"Go on.\"", "On the evening of the next day, just after he had lit his lamp,\nHilliard's attention was drawn by a sound as of someone tapping at the", "Hilliard stood up. Miss Ringrose, after attempting a bow of formal\ndignity, jerked out her hand, gave a shy little laugh, and said with\namusing abruptness--" ] ]

[ "Where did Maurice meet Mr. Dengate?", "Why did Mr. Dengate pay Maurice?", "How did Maurice think of himself when he decided to live without working?", "Where is Maurice's family home?", "Who was the woman that Maurice decided to pursue?", "What was Eve's occupation?", "Why did Eve tell Maurice she couldn't marry him ?", "Where does Eve agree to travel with Maurice?", "Who accompanied Maurice and Eve to Paris?", "What does Maurice Hilliard do for a living?", "How much money does Maurice Hilliard make a year?", "How does Maurice feel about his job?", "Who is Mr. Dengate?", "What does Maurice plan to do with the 436 euros he receives from Mr. Dengate?", "Why does Maurice return to his family home?", "What does Maurice plan on doing after seeing a painting of a young lady?", "Who is Eve Madeley?", "Why does Eve refuse to marry Maurice?", "Where does Maurice fall in love with Eve?", "Where does Hilliard fall in love with Eve?", "What is Maurice's job?", "What leads Maurice to become an alcoholic?", "How much does Hilliard make per year?", "Where does Hilliard travel to?", "How much money does Hilliard extort from Dengate?", "Why does Eve say she will never marry Hilliard?", "Who travels with Eve and Hilliard to Paris?", "How long does Hilliard plan on living without working?", "Where does Hilliard meet Mr. Dengate?" ]

[ [ "On a train", "on a train" ], [ "Because he owed Maurice's late father money. ", "He owed Maurice's late father money" ], [ "As a free human being", "free" ], [ "Dudley", "Dudley." ], [ "Eve Madeley ", "lady in a painting" ], [ "She was a bookkeeper. ", "book keeper" ], [ "Because of his low income", "He does not make enough money. " ], [ "Paris ", "paris" ], [ "Patty Ringrose", "Patty Ringrose" ], [ "He works as a mechanical drafter.", "Produces technical drawings" ], [ "100 euros.", "100 Euros per year." ], [ "He hates it and begins to drink.", "He hates his job" ], [ "A man who owed Maurice's father money.", "He is a former debtor to Maurice Milliard's deceased father." ], [ "To quit working and live off the money for as long as he can.", "He wants to live without working and travel and explore while using the 436 euros to fund his plan." ], [ "He is lonely. ", "He feels lonely. " ], [ "He plans on finding the girl.", "find her" ], [ "The girl from the painting.", "A book keeper that Hilliard wanted to find when he saw in a portrait and wanted to find in person." ], [ "She claims that he does not make enough money.", "Because he doesnt make enough money" ], [ "While traveling in Paris.", "Paris." ], [ "In Paris", "Paris" ], [ "He produces technical drawings", "Maurice is a mechanical draughtsman." ], [ "He is hopeless", "feelings of hopelessness" ], [ "100 pounds", "one hundred pounds" ], [ "London and Paris", "London and Paris. " ], [ "436 pounds", "He extorts 436 pounds. " ], [ "He does not make enough money", "his income is too small" ], [ "Patty Ringrose", "Patty" ], [ "As long as he has money", "As long as the money lasts. " ], [ "On the train", "On a train" ] ]

[ [ "Katie Nanna's faltered at her post. She's let the family down. And I shall bring her to boo-- oh.\nShe's left us, hasn't she?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I'm sorry, dear, but when I chose Katie Nanna, I thought she would be firm with the children. She\nlooked so solemn and cross.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Katie Nanna, I beseech you. Please reconsider. Think of the children. Think of Mr. Banks. He", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">But who gets stuck with the children with no nanny in the house? Me, that's who!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">And you did advertise for a nanny, did you not?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Well, they're missing. Katie Nanna has looked everywhere.</SPAN></P>", "enough as it is to come home and find the children missing. Ellen, put these things away. You\nknow how the cause infuriates Mr. Banks.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, gracious, Katie Nanna! You're not leaving? What will Mr. Banks say? He's going to be cross", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Yes, the others. How many n-nannies does she think we need in this house?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I'm sorry we lost Katie Nanna, Father. You see, it was windy. And the kite was too strong for us.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">It was wrong to run away from Katie Nanna.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">In a manner of speaking, sir, it was the kite that ran away, not the children.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">The children, madam, to be precise, are not here. They've disappeared again.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, I thought they were with their father. You haven't been running off again, have you? You\nknow how terribly it upsets me.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">They were only trying to help. They're just children.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I'm well aware they're just children, Winifred. I only congratulate myself that I decided to step in", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">It's no concern of mine. Those little beasts have run away from me for the last time.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, they haven't exactly been running away, ma'am. They have had bit of a fright, though. Need\nsomeone to look after 'em.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I don't deny that I am partially responsible for allowing the children to spend their days on", "cheeks.\" Obviously. \"Item three: play games, all sorts.\" Well, I'm sure the children will find my\ngames extremely diverting.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Well, they're missing. Katie Nanna has looked everywhere.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">But, George, they're only children.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">It's the children, ma'am.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Stop those children! Stop those children!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">But what am I gonna tell the master about the children?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Dear, it's about the children.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Yes, really. I know exactly how you feel about these children. And if you think I'm gonna keep\nmy mouth shut any longer, I--</SPAN></P>", "The children just came in to make you feel better.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Look at them. You know, they think more of their father than they do of you.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">You'll see in a moment. Where are the children? Jane? Michael?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Uh, Father, these are Banks's children. They want to open an account.</SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, yes, George, of course.</SPAN></P>", "There he is in that cold, heartless bank day after day, hemmed in by mounds of cold, heartless\nmoney. I don't like to see any living thing caged up.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George, they're missing.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Splendid, George! Inspirational. The Times will be so pleased.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George, are you certain you know what you're doing?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George, please!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George? Aah! George, what on earth are you doing? I thought you were interviewing nannies.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">The policeman's here, George!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I don't know, George</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Yes, sir, that's right. George W. Banks. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. About six foot one, I'd say, sir. Oh,", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">What, uh-- yes. George Banks here. Yes. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. It's a matter of some urgency.", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, would you, George?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">But, George, they're only children.</SPAN></P>", "about it? No one! Don't blab his troubles at home. He just pushes on at his job, uncomplaining\nand alone and silent.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, George, you're always so forceful.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">The Times? George Banks here. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. I wish to place an advertisement in your\ncolumn.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I'm awfully sorry about this, George. I'll expect you'll want to discuss it.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George, I think we should listen.</SPAN></P>", "prime minister. Oh, how distinguished you look this morning, George.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George! Oh, George, you didn't jump in the river. How sensible of you.</SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, yes, George, of course.</SPAN></P>", "There he is in that cold, heartless bank day after day, hemmed in by mounds of cold, heartless\nmoney. I don't like to see any living thing caged up.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Splendid, George! Inspirational. The Times will be so pleased.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George, please!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George, they're missing.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Yes, sir, that's right. George W. Banks. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. About six foot one, I'd say, sir. Oh,", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George? Aah! George, what on earth are you doing? I thought you were interviewing nannies.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, George, you're always so forceful.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I'm awfully sorry about this, George. I'll expect you'll want to discuss it.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George, are you certain you know what you're doing?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">The policeman's here, George!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">What, uh-- yes. George Banks here. Yes. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. It's a matter of some urgency.", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">You are George Banks, are you not?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I don't know, George</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George Banks.</SPAN></P>", "prime minister. Oh, how distinguished you look this morning, George.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George, I think we should listen.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, would you, George?</SPAN></P>", "about it? No one! Don't blab his troubles at home. He just pushes on at his job, uncomplaining\nand alone and silent.</SPAN></P>", "of George Banks, Esquire. Hello, hello, hello. The admiral's right. Heavy weather brewin' at\nnumber 17, and no mistake.</SPAN></P>" ], [ "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh. Oh, Mary Poppins said that, did she? Will you please return to your room. Mary Poppins,", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Precisely. The loan was defaulted. Panic ensued within these walls. There was a run on the\nbank!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">From that time to this, sir, there has not been a run on this bank until today! A run, sir, caused", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Yes. Banks here. Mr. Dawes! I'm most dreadfully sorry, sir, about what happened at the bank", "There he is in that cold, heartless bank day after day, hemmed in by mounds of cold, heartless\nmoney. I don't like to see any living thing caged up.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Uh, yes, Father. In 1773, an official of this bank, unwisely loaned a large sum of money, to", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">There's something wrong. The bank won't give someone their money!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Now remember that a bank is a quiet and decorous place, so we must be on our best behaviour.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Why, yes, Banks. It's extremely serious.</SPAN></P>", "yes, we rang up his bank first thing this morning. The only thing we discovered was, he'd been\ndischarged last night. No telling what he might do in a fit of despondency.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">He brought us to see his bank.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">\t<EM>A British bank is run with precision</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I've been so worried. What happened at the bank?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tA British bank is run with precision</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Uh, Father, these are Banks's children. They want to open an account.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Michael, I will not permit you to throw your money away! When we get to the bank, I shall show", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">That's the chairman of the bank, the elder Mr. Dawes. A giant in the world of finance.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, they haven't exactly been running away, ma'am. They have had bit of a fright, though. Need\nsomeone to look after 'em.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">From that time to this, sir, there has not been a run on this bank until today! A run, sir, caused", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Precisely. The loan was defaulted. Panic ensued within these walls. There was a run on the\nbank!</SPAN></P>", "enough as it is to come home and find the children missing. Ellen, put these things away. You\nknow how the cause infuriates Mr. Banks.</SPAN></P>", "There he is in that cold, heartless bank day after day, hemmed in by mounds of cold, heartless\nmoney. I don't like to see any living thing caged up.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Yes. Banks here. Mr. Dawes! I'm most dreadfully sorry, sir, about what happened at the bank", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">But, George, they're only children.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, they haven't exactly been running away, ma'am. They have had bit of a fright, though. Need\nsomeone to look after 'em.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George, they're missing.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Uh, Father, these are Banks's children. They want to open an account.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Winifred, did I say that I was going to take the children to the bank?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">What, uh-- yes. George Banks here. Yes. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. It's a matter of some urgency.", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Michael, I will not permit you to throw your money away! When we get to the bank, I shall show", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Now remember that a bank is a quiet and decorous place, so we must be on our best behaviour.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">In a manner of speaking, sir, it was the kite that ran away, not the children.</SPAN></P>", "yes, we rang up his bank first thing this morning. The only thing we discovered was, he'd been\ndischarged last night. No telling what he might do in a fit of despondency.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Uncle Albert, I got a jolly joke I saved for just such an occasion. Would you like to hear it?</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Now, now, don't take on so. Bert'll take care of you like I was your own father. Now, who's after\nyou?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, Bert, I'm glad you're here.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG><EM></EM></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Bert</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">In a manner of speaking, sir, it was the kite that ran away, not the children.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Uh, Father, these are Banks's children. They want to open an account.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">The children, madam, to be precise, are not here. They've disappeared again.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, I thought they were with their father. You haven't been running off again, have you? You\nknow how terribly it upsets me.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Winifred, did I say that I was going to take the children to the bank?</SPAN></P>", "enough as it is to come home and find the children missing. Ellen, put these things away. You\nknow how the cause infuriates Mr. Banks.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">It's no concern of mine. Those little beasts have run away from me for the last time.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Now remember that a bank is a quiet and decorous place, so we must be on our best behaviour.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, they haven't exactly been running away, ma'am. They have had bit of a fright, though. Need\nsomeone to look after 'em.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Well, they're missing. Katie Nanna has looked everywhere.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">From that time to this, sir, there has not been a run on this bank until today! A run, sir, caused", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Precisely. The loan was defaulted. Panic ensued within these walls. There was a run on the\nbank!</SPAN></P>", "There he is in that cold, heartless bank day after day, hemmed in by mounds of cold, heartless\nmoney. I don't like to see any living thing caged up.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I'm well aware they're just children, Winifred. I only congratulate myself that I decided to step in", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">It's the children, ma'am.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">They were only trying to help. They're just children.</SPAN></P>", "cheeks.\" Obviously. \"Item three: play games, all sorts.\" Well, I'm sure the children will find my\ngames extremely diverting.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">But, George, they're only children.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">He brought us to see his bank.</SPAN></P>", "yes, we rang up his bank first thing this morning. The only thing we discovered was, he'd been\ndischarged last night. No telling what he might do in a fit of despondency.</SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">And you did advertise for a nanny, did you not?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">\"Wanted: a nanny for two adorable children.\"</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George? Aah! George, what on earth are you doing? I thought you were interviewing nannies.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">The Times? George Banks here. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. I wish to place an advertisement in your\ncolumn.</SPAN></P>", "cheeks.\" Obviously. \"Item three: play games, all sorts.\" Well, I'm sure the children will find my\ngames extremely diverting.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">But, George, they're only children.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Obviously the way to find a proper nanny, is to go about it in a proper fashion. I shall put an", "enough as it is to come home and find the children missing. Ellen, put these things away. You\nknow how the cause infuriates Mr. Banks.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Katie Nanna, I beseech you. Please reconsider. Think of the children. Think of Mr. Banks. He", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Well, they're missing. Katie Nanna has looked everywhere.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">And we do so want to get on with the new nanny.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I'm sorry, dear, but when I chose Katie Nanna, I thought she would be firm with the children. She\nlooked so solemn and cross.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">But who gets stuck with the children with no nanny in the house? Me, that's who!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Yes, the others. How many n-nannies does she think we need in this house?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Wanted. Uh, no. Uh, required. Nanny: firm, respectable, no nonsense.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">You wrote an advert--</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Coo! There's a fair queue of nannies outside, sir. Shall I show 'em in?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Splendid, George! Inspirational. The Times will be so pleased.</SPAN></P>", "Katie Nanna's faltered at her post. She's let the family down. And I shall bring her to boo-- oh.\nShe's left us, hasn't she?</SPAN></P>", "can tell you one thing, Winifred. I don't propose standing idly by and letting that woman, Mary\nPoppins, undermine the discipline and-- there's something odd, I may say extremely odd about" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Coo! There's a fair queue of nannies outside, sir. Shall I show 'em in?</SPAN></P>", "Katie Nanna's faltered at her post. She's let the family down. And I shall bring her to boo-- oh.\nShe's left us, hasn't she?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Yes, the others. How many n-nannies does she think we need in this house?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George? Aah! George, what on earth are you doing? I thought you were interviewing nannies.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Well, they're missing. Katie Nanna has looked everywhere.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">And we do so want to get on with the new nanny.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">But who gets stuck with the children with no nanny in the house? Me, that's who!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">On, thank you, Katie Nanna. I always knew you were one of us.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">And you did advertise for a nanny, did you not?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, they haven't exactly been running away, ma'am. They have had bit of a fright, though. Need\nsomeone to look after 'em.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Katie Nanna, this is really too careless of you. Doesn't it make the third time this week?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tHurry, nanny</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">To the park? Not if I know Mary Poppins. Other nannies take children to the park. When you're", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Now, now, Katie Nanna!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Hello, Katie Nanna. That must be heavy. Allow me.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Obviously the way to find a proper nanny, is to go about it in a proper fashion. I shall put an", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Katie Nanna:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tKick your knees up Bert.</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Bye, Bert.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Bye, Bert.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Bert</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert &amp; Mary Poppins:</STRONG><EM></EM></SPAN></P>", "can tell you one thing, Winifred. I don't propose standing idly by and letting that woman, Mary\nPoppins, undermine the discipline and-- there's something odd, I may say extremely odd about", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert &amp; Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert &amp; Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "Mary Poppins, and Constable Jones and me. Who looks after your father? Tell me that. When\nsomething terrible happens, what does he do? Fends for himself, he does. Who does he tell", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh. Oh, Mary Poppins said that, did she? Will you please return to your room. Mary Poppins,", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "can tell you one thing, Winifred. I don't propose standing idly by and letting that woman, Mary\nPoppins, undermine the discipline and-- there's something odd, I may say extremely odd about", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, yes. It is a word. A perfectly good word, actually. Do you know what there's no such thing", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh. Oh, Mary Poppins said that, did she? Will you please return to your room. Mary Poppins,", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I am not interested in what Mary Poppins says. Nor do I wish to keep hearing her name for the\nremainder of the day. Now come along!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Is that so? Well, I'll tell you one thing, Mary Poppins, you don't fool me a bit.</SPAN></P>", "beautiful? Lovely. Tell your mum! Hello, hello, hello! More! More! Mary, do it again! Come on,\nMary, do it again. Here we go.</SPAN></P>", "Bless you. Well, yes, of course. There's not a moment to lose. I'll go straightaway. And thank\nyou very much.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Righto, Mary Poppins.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Well mind, it's not my place to say, but what she's probably got in mind, is a jolly holiday", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Very well. Hold this for me. As I expected. \"Mary Poppins. Practically perfect in every way.\"</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Our pleasure, Mary Poppins.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Just one word, sir.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Such behaviour! Well, it's the most disgraceful sight I've ever seen, or my name isn't Mary\nPoppins.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">To the park? Not if I know Mary Poppins. Other nannies take children to the park. When you're", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Her and her high and mighty ways! And that face of her that would stop a coal barge, it would.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tNo wonder that it's Mary that we love</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Just a moment, Mary Poppins. What is the meaning of this outrage?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Now, Bert. None of your larking about.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">What? Well, eh, she's in the nursery of course, I mean. I put her to work straightaway, I mean.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, yes, dear. Every word.</SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Bye. Bye, Jane and Michael.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Yes. There are these two wonderful young people, Jane and Michael. And they meet one day", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">You'll see in a moment. Where are the children? Jane? Michael?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">It's nice to see you again, Bert. I expect you know Jane and Michael.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Jane, Michael, Ellen &amp; Mrs. Brill:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">I would indeed! Ellen, take Jane and Michael upstairs straightaway.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Well, they're missing. Katie Nanna has looked everywhere.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">They're off! It's Mary Poppins leadin' by two lengths. Jane is second by a length. Michael third.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Jane! Michael! Michael! Michael!</SPAN></P>", "Michael is. Coo! You don't think the lion could've got at them, do ya? You know how fond they\nwas of hangin' around the cage.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, it's you! Hello. Number 17 Cherry Tree Lane, you say? All right. Come along with me. This", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Jane! Michael! Stay close now. Oh, Bert, all your fine drawings.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">They must be somewhere. Did you look around the zoo in the park? You know how Jane and", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tJane and Michael will be at your side</EM></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Jane &amp; Michael:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Jane &amp; Michael:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Jane &amp; Michael:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Jane &amp; Michael:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Jane &amp; Michael:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Jane &amp; Michael:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Come along, children. Bye, Bert.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert &amp; Mary Poppins:</STRONG><EM></EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Mary Poppins, step in time! There you go, Mary Poppins! Lucky old Bert! Come on, Mary", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert &amp; Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert &amp; Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Now's the time, Mary Poppins. No one's lookin'.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Jane! Michael! Stay close now. Oh, Bert, all your fine drawings.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Not so fast, please. Michael! Now really, Bert. You're as bad as the children.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tKick your knees up Bert.</EM></SPAN></P>", "with Mary Poppins, suddenly you're in places you've never dreamed of. And quick as you can\nsay \"Bob's your uncle,\" the most unusual things begin to happen.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">You'll see in a moment. Where are the children? Jane? Michael?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Michael, be quiet. Bert, do you think Father really needs our help?</SPAN></P>", "there. A trackless jungle just waiting to be explored. Why not, Mary Poppins?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">They're off! It's Mary Poppins leadin' by two lengths. Jane is second by a length. Michael third.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert &amp; Children:</STRONG><EM></EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tOh, it's a jolly holiday with you, Bert</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tOh, it's a jolly holiday with you, Bert</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Come along, children. Spit spot.</SPAN></P>", "enough as it is to come home and find the children missing. Ellen, put these things away. You\nknow how the cause infuriates Mr. Banks.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tThan them what sings chim chim cheree, chim cheroo</EM></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "Smith. Or Jones or whatever it was. Father died laughing.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Dawes (Snr):</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "enough as it is to come home and find the children missing. Ellen, put these things away. You\nknow how the cause infuriates Mr. Banks.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mary Poppins:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">To the park? Not if I know Mary Poppins. Other nannies take children to the park. When you're", "enough as it is to come home and find the children missing. Ellen, put these things away. You\nknow how the cause infuriates Mr. Banks.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Mary Poppins is taking us to the park.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">You'll see in a moment. Where are the children? Jane? Michael?</SPAN></P>", "such a lovely time, and then they have to go home. And, and I'm very, very sad about the whole\nthing.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">In short, I am disturbed to hear my children talking about popping in and out of chalk pavement", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Our pleasure, Mary Poppins.</SPAN></P>", "can tell you one thing, Winifred. I don't propose standing idly by and letting that woman, Mary\nPoppins, undermine the discipline and-- there's something odd, I may say extremely odd about", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Just a moment, Mary Poppins. What is the meaning of this outrage?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh. Oh, Mary Poppins said that, did she? Will you please return to your room. Mary Poppins,", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Please may we go, Mary Poppins? Please? Such a lovely place. Don't you think it's lovely, Mary\nPoppins?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Stop those children! Stop those children!</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">The bird woman. Just where Mary Poppins said she would be. You do see her, don't you,\nFather?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">In a manner of speaking, sir, it was the kite that ran away, not the children.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Bye. Bye, Jane and Michael.</SPAN></P>", "beautiful? Lovely. Tell your mum! Hello, hello, hello! More! More! Mary, do it again! Come on,\nMary, do it again. Here we go.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Quite nice, but we should all get in out of the night air. Follow me, please.</SPAN></P>", "with Mary Poppins, suddenly you're in places you've never dreamed of. And quick as you can\nsay \"Bob's your uncle,\" the most unusual things begin to happen.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">They're off! It's Mary Poppins leadin' by two lengths. Jane is second by a length. Michael third.</SPAN></P>", "cheeks.\" Obviously. \"Item three: play games, all sorts.\" Well, I'm sure the children will find my\ngames extremely diverting.</SPAN></P>" ], [ "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Uncle Albert:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">George Banks.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">What, uh-- yes. George Banks here. Yes. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. It's a matter of some urgency.", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">You are George Banks, are you not?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">The Times? George Banks here. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. I wish to place an advertisement in your\ncolumn.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Yes, sir, that's right. George W. Banks. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. About six foot one, I'd say, sir. Oh,", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG><EM></EM></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Chimney Sweeps:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Chimney Sweeps:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Chimney Sweeps:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Chimney Sweeps:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Chimney Sweeps:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Chimney Sweeps:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tIs the chimney sweep world</EM></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Bert &amp; Chimney Sweeps:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "stars and the chimney sweeps?</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, perhaps a smudge or two. It so happens that today I'm a chimney sweep.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tChim chiminy, chim chiminy chim</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tChim chiminy, chim chiminy chim chim cheree</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tChim chiminy, chim chiminy chim chim cheree</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tChim chiminy, chim chiminy chim chim cheree</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tChim chiminy, chim chiminy chim chim cheroo</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tChim chiminy, chim chiminy chim chim cheroo</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tChim chiminy, chim chiminy chim chim cheroo</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tChim chiminy, chim chiminy chim chim cheroo</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tChim chiminy, chim chiminy chim chim cheroo</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">\t<EM>Chim chiminy, chim chiminy chim chim cheroo</EM></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mrs. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ], [ "Smith. Or Jones or whatever it was. Father died laughing.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Well, you know I started out sad. I, I try, really I do. But, but everything ends up so hilarious, I", "goodness! I can't help it. You can see that. I just like laughing, that's all.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, I kn-- I know, I-- but I tried. Really, I did, my dear. I-- but I so enjoy laughing, you know? And,", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tAnd laugh too</EM></SPAN></P>", "Bless you. Well, yes, of course. There's not a moment to lose. I'll go straightaway. And thank\nyou very much.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, no, nonsense. Nothing to be sorry about. Never seen him happier in his life. He left an\nopening for a new partner. Congratulations.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Now then, the qualifications. \"Item one: a cheery disposition.\" I am never cross. \"Item two: rosy", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Oh, father, every one of those sweeps shook your hand. You're going to be the luckiest person\nin the world!</SPAN></P>", "down here somewhere. Ah, ha-ha, ha-ha! Here it is. Good. Come along, then. Quickly. Head up,", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><CENTER>***** THE END *****</SPAN></P>", "cheeks.\" Obviously. \"Item three: play games, all sorts.\" Well, I'm sure the children will find my\ngames extremely diverting.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tThe more I laugh</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tThe more you laugh</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Well, good-bye, guv'nor. Sorry to have troubled you.</SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">Uh, oh, actually, I'm delighted.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Old Woman:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "well-- and when I start, it's all up with the-- that's what happens to me. I love to laugh! Oh, my", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tOh, happiness is bloomin' all around her</EM></SPAN></P>", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><EM>\tOh, happiness is bloomin' all around her</EM></SPAN></P>" ], [ "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">What, uh-- yes. George Banks here. Yes. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. It's a matter of some urgency.", "<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\">You are George Banks, are you not?</SPAN></P>", "enough as it is to come home and find the children missing. Ellen, put these things away. You\nknow how the cause infuriates Mr. Banks.</SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>", "<BR WP=\"BR1\"><BR WP=\"BR2\">\n<P><SPAN STYLE=\"font-family: Arial\"><STRONG>Mr. Banks:</STRONG></SPAN></P>" ] ]

[ "Why did the children's nanny quit?", "What were the children doing while they were \"runaways\"?", "Where does George work?", "Who is George's boss?", "What does Bert do for a living?", "How do Mary Poppins and the children end up in the countryside?", "What causes the bank run?", "Where do George, Mary and the children end up after the bank run?", "What does George do after he tells the Uncle Albert joke and goes home?", "Where does Bert give the audience a tour?", "What were the Bank's children doing when they ran away?", "What does George do with then letter the children wrote to advertise for a nanny?", "What happens to the nannies as they appear outside?", "What does Bert do on the pavement?", "Who servers Mary Poppins and Bert tea?", "What is Mary's no nonsense word?", "When Jane and Michael get lost at the East End, who do they run into?", "Where do the children, Mary and Bert have a song and dance?", "What does Dawes do when he finally gets the joke?", "Why was George Banks displeased with his children at the beginning of the story?", "What item does Mary Poppins present to George Banks upon her first arrival at their home?", "What causes Mary and the children's pleasant park outing to suddenly end?", "How does Mary's Uncle Albert end up on the ceiling of his house?", "What kind of business does George Banks work at?", "What does Michael Banks offer his father to make ammends after the fiasco at the bank?", "Who has a job as a chimney sweep at one point in the story?", "What kind of natural phenomenon signifies that Mary must leave the Banks' employment?", "Which character ends up dying happily from laughter?", "What kind of toy does George Banks fix for his children at the end of the story?" ]

[ [ "She assumed that they ran away again.", "The children had ran away again. " ], [ "They were chasing a lost Kite.", "Chasing their kite" ], [ "He works at the Bank.", "The bank." ], [ "Mr Dawes Sr. is George's boss.", "Mr. Dawe's Sr." ], [ "Bert is a screever.", "He is a one-man band." ], [ "She uses her magic on one of Bert's drawings.", "Though a chalk drawing" ], [ "Mr Dawes grabs Michael's tuppence.", "Customers demanding their money back. " ], [ "They get lost in the East End.", "The rooftops" ], [ "He fixes the children's kite and takes the family to the park.", "He fixes the children's kite." ], [ "Cherry Tree Lane.", "Cherry Tree Lane" ], [ "Chasing a kite.", "Chasing a lost kite" ], [ "Throws it in the fireplace.", "He rips the letter up and throws the pieces in the fireplace." ], [ "A gust of wind blows them away.", "They are blown away by high wind" ], [ "Draws chalk sketches.", "Draws chalk sketches" ], [ "Penguin waiters.", "4 penguins" ], [ "Supercalifragilistitexpialidocious.", "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" ], [ "Bert.", "Bert" ], [ "On the rooftops.", "onOn the roof" ], [ "He floats into the air.", "floats into the air laughing" ], [ "His children had run away from home again.", "They presented their own advertisement for a nanny" ], [ "The advertisement that the Banks children had written.", "The previously ripped up advertisement letter that is now magically restored." ], [ "A thunderstorm.", "A thunderstorm destroys Bert's drawing." ], [ "Laughing too hard.", "From uncontrollable laughter" ], [ "A bank.", "A bank" ], [ "Tuppence.", "His tuppence." ], [ "Bert.", "Bert" ], [ "A change in the wind.", "The wind changes." ], [ "Mr. Dawes Sr.", "Mr. Dawes Sr." ], [ "A kite.", "A kite" ] ]

[ [ "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious soon sets her pencil down, moves her hands to her\n stomach and looks faint. She gathers herself, catches her\n breath and trudges on.", "Precious stares at the file without responding.\n\n MRS. LICHENSTEIN\n Do you have any thoughts about your\n situation?\n\n Precious shrugs her shoulders.", "The whole class watches her until Ms. Rain motions for them\n to continue working. Finally, Precious takes hold of her pen,\n opens her journal, sighs deeply and starts to write again.", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Precious sits watching carefully. She lifts and smells the\n gardenias from the table.\n\n Precious starts to pour a bottle of wine into her glass.", "She places a hand on Precious' shoulder and the kaleidoscope\n of sounds sucks away into the air. The words from Ms. Rain's\n mouth finally register.", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "26.\n CONTINUED:\n Precious sits with an absent look on her face and a bead of\n sweat on her temple. A moment later, a shadow moves over her\n test.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "Precious speaks with great resolve as if forcing herself to\n believe her words.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "The distant desk vanishes over Precious' shoulder.\n\n PRECIOUS (V.O. CONT'D)\n ...then I think, never that again.\n\n Precious exhales.", "Precious thinks a long moment, wipes her face and exhales.\n She doesn't move for what seems like ages.", "Ms. Weiss calls after her. Precious keeps walking.\n\n MS. WEISS (O.S.)\n Precious!\n\n Precious doesn't stop.", "Precious continues observing pensively as the ladies pass a\n bearded and bedraggled elderly white man laying on the street\n in tattered clothes.\n\n As Precious studies him, her expression changes ever so\n slightly.", "Precious turns her back to shield Abdul. The pot strikes her\n in the back. ABDUL SCREAMS louder. Dirt covers Precious.", "The words \"Why me?\" sit alone on the page with lines crossed\n through them. Ms. Rain returns the journal to Precious' desk\n still opened to the same page.", "Physically and emotionally spent, Precious sighs and then\n lifts her bed's top sheet, beneath which is a plastic-covered\n mattress.", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "Precious stops herself abruptly as if being overwhelmed by a\n sense of futility.\n\n MS. RAIN\n I think telling your story will get\n you over that river Precious ..." ], [ "Toosie gives Mongo to Mary, whose eyes never leave the\n television, and then hands the groceries to Precious, who\n takes them directly to the kitchen as Toosie leaves without a\n word.", "GENERATIONS, enters the apartment in a business-like manner with\n MONGO, A SMALL, DISTRACTED AND OBVIOUSLY HANDICAPPED CHILD.", "come so it look like Mongo live wif\n us. Then my mama get the check 'n\n food stamps for me 'n Little Mongo.", "Precious walks down the crowded street carrying Mongo and \n Andre. She is happy and filled with hope. Tom Cruise is there \n chatting up another young girl... she pays him no mind.", "I'm gonna get Little Mongo back\n too.\n (sighs)\n I don't hardly even know what she", "But it's my baby. Little Mongo is\n money for me, not her!", "you. 1. Where was your grandmother\n when your father was abusing you?\n 2. Where is Little Mongo now? 3.", "PRECIOUS (O.S.)\n Mongo?\n\n MS. WEISS (O.S.)\n Excuse me?", "life or some old bad dream. I wish\n I could have started out from here\n but still wif Abdul and poor Mongo.", "to know my baby coming soon. Don't\n see the sense in pretending I am\n not pregnant anymore. I am also\n thinking about lil Mongo a lot. Miz", "PRECIOUS (O.S.)\n My grandmuver Toosie, brangs Little\n Mongo over on days social worker", "PRECIOUS (O.S.)\n Mongo? Thas short for Mongoloid.\n She got Down Sinder.", "father rape me years. Little Mongo\n wif my grandmuver. Best for me to\n stop breaving sometimes I think. I", "PRECIOUS (V.O. CONT'D )\n Social worker ask me if I want to\n give Little Mongo and Abdul up for", "The stray dog returns, re-investigates the garbage bin, and\n turns to Precious. He licks her face. Tom Cruise walks up to\n her.", "Precious sits at a small kitchen table in a modest but cozy\n and craftily-decorated apartment. Fresh flowers adorne her\n table.", "Precious enters, takes Abdul from his crib, holds him closely\n and sits on her bed.\n\n Moments later, a TAPPING on the window draws her attention.", "A DOOR OPENS followed by GRUNTS and a CRASH. Precious looks\n up to find the broken television tumbling down the steps\n towards them.", "Sheila and Ruby walk in and sit down beside Precious. Ruby \n has a black eye. They sit in silence for a few moments, \n waiting for their turn.", "The elevator doors open. Cornrows speaks on the phone while\n picking her nails. Several lines are ringing. She waves from\n behind her desk as Precious walks by." ], [ "PRECIOUS\n Nurse say I am H.I.V. positive.\n\n The air changes sharply.\n\n Everything stops.\n\n Precious exhales.", "MARY\n Got what?\n\n PRECIOUS\n The AIDS virus.\n\n MARY\n No.", "Precious' mouth is agape.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ...Oh...\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS\n School! I was at school!\n\n MARY\n You lying whore!\n\n PRECIOUS\n Am not!", "PRECIOUS\n You don't know me bitch. Get lost\n 'fore I kick your ass.\n\n The nurse finally starts away.\n\n PRECIOUS\n Bitch?", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "Precious' grandmother continues her sermon. Precious sighs.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious continues observing pensively as the ladies pass a\n bearded and bedraggled elderly white man laying on the street\n in tattered clothes.\n\n As Precious studies him, her expression changes ever so\n slightly.", "Tears well in Precious' eyes.\n\n PRECIOUS\n SHUT UP MOMMA! I NOT STUPID! I AM\n NOT STUPID! DON'T SAY THAT!", "PRECIOUS\n I was raped by my father and beat\n by my mother ever since I could\n remember anything at all. Raped and\n beat by both.", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "Precious sits watching carefully. She lifts and smells the\n gardenias from the table.\n\n Precious starts to pour a bottle of wine into her glass.", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Irene nods and Precious sits. Rita squeezes her hand. Another\n woman stands up to recount her story. Precious looks aglow.", "Precious is dressed in a hospital gown and draped in a wool\n blanket. It is still snowing. John holds an umbrella over", "Precious stares at the file without responding.\n\n MRS. LICHENSTEIN\n Do you have any thoughts about your\n situation?\n\n Precious shrugs her shoulders.", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen." ], [ "Precious dashes out of the apartment with tears in her eyes,\n dirt on her clothes, no coat and Abdul SCREAMING IN HER ARMS.", "Ms. Weiss calls after her. Precious keeps walking.\n\n MS. WEISS (O.S.)\n Precious!\n\n Precious doesn't stop.", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "Precious dashes out of the room alone.\n\n WOMAN'S (0.S.)\n And don't be coming back late for\n his bad ass neither.", "Precious, now wearing her jacket, packs up her things, takes\n Abdul and heads out of a spotless room with her child in one\n hand and two bags in the other.", "PRECIOUS\n I'm home here.\n (beat)\n I better go see 'bout Abdul and do\n homework.\n\n Mary doesn't move as Precious leaves.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "The large ferocious woman heads for the exit with Abdul in\n one arm and Precious' bag in the other. She looks down at\n Abdul making \"baby\" faces and sounds.", "They see Precious burst out onto the street.\n\n147 EXT. STREET - CONTINUOUS 147", "Precious enters, takes Abdul from his crib, holds him closely\n and sits on her bed.\n\n Moments later, a TAPPING on the window draws her attention.", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "Precious bursts out of Mrs. Lichenstein's office and walks to\n the exit. Mrs. Lichenstein's distant voice still cries for\n security.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious dashes out of the apartment with only Abdul as Mary\n struggles to get up.\n\n MARY\n I'M GON KILL YOU PIG!", "Precious leans and kisses Mary tenderly on the cheek, turns\n and gently touches Ms. Weiss' shoulder.\n\n Precious takes a good look at them both, smiles and leaves\n the room.", "Precious barely dodges that one too and she drops everything\n but Abdul.\n\n PRECIOUS\n MAMA! ! !", "Precious turns her back to shield Abdul. The pot strikes her\n in the back. ABDUL SCREAMS louder. Dirt covers Precious.", "Precious stands abruptly, startling both women. She takes a\n step towards her mother. Mary winces. Ms. Weiss looks\n concerned.", "We track with Precious as she exits her building. RUBY, A", "A frozen Precious stares across the apartment for a brief\n eternity.\n\n Finally, she dashes for the front door, throws open the locks\n and bolts out of the apartment slamming the door behind her." ], [ "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "Ms. Weiss calls after her. Precious keeps walking.\n\n MS. WEISS (O.S.)\n Precious!\n\n Precious doesn't stop.", "Precious still looks confused.\n\n CUT TO:\n\n110 INT. MS. RAIN'S APARTMENT 110", "and go to college. You could do\n anything Precious but you have to\n believe it. Love, Blu Rain.", "When the clock reads 8:30, Precious stands, looks in a\n mirror, sees a pretty blond white girl and leaves the room.", "Ms. Rain looks over to Precious.\n\n MS. RAIN\n You okay Precious?\n\n Precious nods.", "Ms. Rain picks up the line holding.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Yes Brenda. Thank you.\n\n Ms. Rain hangs up the phone, turns to Precious and exhales.", "MS. RAIN\n They can take you. Tomorrow...at a\n place here in Harlem.\n\n Precious looks relieved.", "Precious enters, takes Abdul from his crib, holds him closely\n and sits on her bed.\n\n Moments later, a TAPPING on the window draws her attention.", "Precious turns the corner of 126th street and onto Clayton\n Powell Jr. Boulevard still devouring chicken.", "The whole class watches her until Ms. Rain motions for them\n to continue working. Finally, Precious takes hold of her pen,\n opens her journal, sighs deeply and starts to write again.", "She places a hand on Precious' shoulder and the kaleidoscope\n of sounds sucks away into the air. The words from Ms. Rain's\n mouth finally register.", "Precious dashes out of the room alone.\n\n WOMAN'S (0.S.)\n And don't be coming back late for\n his bad ass neither.", "83.\n114 CONTINUED: (3) 114\n Precious looks both confused and relieved. Ms. Rain sits\n while motioning for Precious to do the same.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious' eyes land on the lone desk in the rear of the room.\n\n MS. RAIN (O.S.)\n Have a seat.", "The words \"Why me?\" sit alone on the page with lines crossed\n through them. Ms. Rain returns the journal to Precious' desk\n still opened to the same page.", "A thick glass ashtray smashes into Precious' head.\n\n Precious falls and lands ...\n\n9 INT. PRECIOUS' BEDROOM ­ NIGHT 9" ], [ "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious waits.\n\n The air is thick without a single word between them.\n\n Finally, Mary looks down.\n\n MARY\n Your daddy dead.", "PRECIOUS\n I was raped by my father and beat\n by my mother ever since I could\n remember anything at all. Raped and\n beat by both.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n I'm alive inside. A bird is my heart.\n Mama and Daddy didn't win. I'm", "Precious barely dodges that one too and she drops everything\n but Abdul.\n\n PRECIOUS\n MAMA! ! !", "Precious' mouth is agape.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ...Oh...\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS\n Nurse say I am H.I.V. positive.\n\n The air changes sharply.\n\n Everything stops.\n\n Precious exhales.", "Precious continues observing pensively as the ladies pass a\n bearded and bedraggled elderly white man laying on the street\n in tattered clothes.\n\n As Precious studies him, her expression changes ever so\n slightly.", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Precious' grandmother continues her sermon. Precious sighs.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious leaves us behind.\n\n PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Sometimes I wish I was not alive. I\n be O.K. I guess.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "Precious turns her back to shield Abdul. The pot strikes her\n in the back. ABDUL SCREAMS louder. Dirt covers Precious.", "that shit happen to Precious on me.\n I love Carl, I loved him. He her\n daddy but he was my man!", "Precious dashes out of the apartment with only Abdul as Mary\n struggles to get up.\n\n MARY\n I'M GON KILL YOU PIG!", "Precious nods.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious is speechless. It looks as if some of her anger has\n suddenly been displaced with pity.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS\n Stop ringing the goddam buzzer.\n\n ANNNT!\n\n PRECIOUS\n Stop it!", "Precious dashes out of the room alone.\n\n WOMAN'S (0.S.)\n And don't be coming back late for\n his bad ass neither." ], [ "Precious stops reading abruptly and hands the file to\n Jermaine. Jermaine looks at Precious oddly.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "The moment the door closes, Precious dashes across the room\n for the file cabinet behind Ms. Weiss' desk.\n\n Precious searches the drawers in the cabinet and rifles\n through the files.", "Precious stares at the file without responding.\n\n MRS. LICHENSTEIN\n Do you have any thoughts about your\n situation?\n\n Precious shrugs her shoulders.", "Ms. Weiss steps in.\n\n Precious is now seated on the couch again with a corner of\n her file protruding from her bookbag.", "Jermaine sets the file down and looks up at Precious.\n\n PRECIOUS\n (beat)\n That file do show one thing -that", "Precious waits among plants, plaques, pictures and file\n cabinets while Mrs. Lichenstein sits across from her reading\n from a file.", "Jermaine pauses and then continues reading the file as\n Precious rises and paces the room.", "The whole class watches her until Ms. Rain motions for them\n to continue working. Finally, Precious takes hold of her pen,\n opens her journal, sighs deeply and starts to write again.", "Nurse John and Precious sit quietly. Nurse John hands her an\n envelope. Precious opens the envelope to find a beautiful", "Irene nods and Precious sits. Rita squeezes her hand. Another\n woman stands up to recount her story. Precious looks aglow.", "JO ANN\n ...Alright girl, I was just fuckin'\n with you.\n\n Jo Ann returns the notebook to Precious.", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "As the girls stream into the classroom, Jo Ann sets Precious'\n notebook on Ms. Rain's desk.\n\n Ms. Rain opens it immediately.", "Precious waits a moment and then shakes her head without\n looking up.\n\n Ms. Rain goes to her desk and picks up the journal without\n resistance.", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "Precious leans and kisses Mary tenderly on the cheek, turns\n and gently touches Ms. Weiss' shoulder.\n\n Precious takes a good look at them both, smiles and leaves\n the room.", "Ms. Rain looks over to Precious.\n\n MS. RAIN\n You okay Precious?\n\n Precious nods.", "Surprised, Ms. Rain and the class turn to Precious. She is\n visibly uncomfortable and seems as if trying to hide in plain\n sight.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Okay Claireece." ], [ "Ms. Weiss steps in.\n\n Precious is now seated on the couch again with a corner of\n her file protruding from her bookbag.", "51.\n58 CONTINUED: (2) 58\n Precious turns to Ms. Weiss. A DOORBELL RINGS ...", "Mary's expression drops. Precious turns to Ms. Weiss as Mary\n starts to spring up from her seat.\n\n PRECIOUS\n (without looking at her)\n Stay down Mama.", "Ms. Weiss calls after her. Precious keeps walking.\n\n MS. WEISS (O.S.)\n Precious!\n\n Precious doesn't stop.", "Mary smiles warmly and nods confidently to Ms. Weiss.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ...but I'll never see you again.\n Not even if you dead.", "MS. WEISS\n Okee Dokee.\n\n Ms. Weiss collects some change, grins at Precious and then\n steps out of the room leaving her purse open on the desk.", "Precious stands abruptly, startling both women. She takes a\n step towards her mother. Mary winces. Ms. Weiss looks\n concerned.", "Mary can't help but to shoot a look of anger at Precious\n while Ms. Weiss pauses to regain her composure...\n\n LONG DISSOLVE TO:", "127 INT. CHILD PSYCHOLOGIST'S OFFICE - DAY 127\n\n Ms. Weiss speaks from behind her desk as Precious sits on the\n couch beside her backpack looking bored.", "Precious leans and kisses Mary tenderly on the cheek, turns\n and gently touches Ms. Weiss' shoulder.\n\n Precious takes a good look at them both, smiles and leaves\n the room.", "MS. WEISS\n Well that's just one more thing to\n consider before I see you next\n week.\n\n Ms. Weiss smiles at Precious. Precious smiles back.", "Ms. Rain looks over to Precious.\n\n MS. RAIN\n You okay Precious?\n\n Precious nods.", "The moment the door closes, Precious dashes across the room\n for the file cabinet behind Ms. Weiss' desk.\n\n Precious searches the drawers in the cabinet and rifles\n through the files.", "Precious thinks a moment and grins a grin that seems much\n older.\n\n MS. WEISS\n ...Precious? I was thinking we\n might...", "MS. WEISS\n Of course. I want to learn more\n about your father anyway.\n\n PRECIOUS\n I don't know much more than you do\n Miz White...", "PRECIOUS\n You talk to us girls in the class\n when we be working out problems and\n thangs and stuff, right?\n\n Ms. Rain speaks to Precious while picking up around the room.", "JO ANN\n ...Alright girl, I was just fuckin'\n with you.\n\n Jo Ann returns the notebook to Precious.", "We return to the dayroom as Precious opens her eyes and lifts\n them to Mary slowly.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ... You got it?", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "83.\n114 CONTINUED: (3) 114\n Precious looks both confused and relieved. Ms. Rain sits\n while motioning for Precious to do the same." ], [ "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "PRECIOUS\n I was raped by my father and beat\n by my mother ever since I could\n remember anything at all. Raped and\n beat by both.", "Irene nods and Precious sits. Rita squeezes her hand. Another\n woman stands up to recount her story. Precious looks aglow.", "Precious stops reading abruptly and hands the file to\n Jermaine. Jermaine looks at Precious oddly.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "MS. WEISS\n I'm referring to inappropriate acts\n of a physical and sexual nature\n involving Precious.", "The class looks shocked. Precious' wet eyes are filled with\n fury.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "The moment the door closes, Precious dashes across the room\n for the file cabinet behind Ms. Weiss' desk.\n\n Precious searches the drawers in the cabinet and rifles\n through the files.", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "Precious enters, takes Abdul from his crib, holds him closely\n and sits on her bed.\n\n Moments later, a TAPPING on the window draws her attention.", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "Precious stands abruptly, startling both women. She takes a\n step towards her mother. Mary winces. Ms. Weiss looks\n concerned.", "Precious' grandmother continues her sermon. Precious sighs.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "The whole class watches her until Ms. Rain motions for them\n to continue working. Finally, Precious takes hold of her pen,\n opens her journal, sighs deeply and starts to write again.", "Precious' mouth is agape.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ...Oh...\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Surprised, Ms. Rain and the class turn to Precious. She is\n visibly uncomfortable and seems as if trying to hide in plain\n sight.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Okay Claireece.", "She places a hand on Precious' shoulder and the kaleidoscope\n of sounds sucks away into the air. The words from Ms. Rain's\n mouth finally register." ], [ "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious thinks a moment and grins a grin that seems much\n older.\n\n MS. WEISS\n ...Precious? I was thinking we\n might...", "Precious' mouth is agape.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ...Oh...\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS\n 'I have just finished a session\n with Claireece Precious Jones, an\n eighteen-year-old African American", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "Precious sits watching carefully. She lifts and smells the\n gardenias from the table.\n\n Precious starts to pour a bottle of wine into her glass.", "Precious nods.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS\n My name Claireece Precious Jones. I\n go by Precious. I was born in\n Harlem. I like yellow 'n I had a\n problem at my old school so I come\n here.", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "The whole class watches her until Ms. Rain motions for them\n to continue working. Finally, Precious takes hold of her pen,\n opens her journal, sighs deeply and starts to write again.", "26.\n CONTINUED:\n Precious sits with an absent look on her face and a bead of\n sweat on her temple. A moment later, a shadow moves over her\n test.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n I'm alive inside. A bird is my heart.\n Mama and Daddy didn't win. I'm", "Precious continues observing pensively as the ladies pass a\n bearded and bedraggled elderly white man laying on the street\n in tattered clothes.\n\n As Precious studies him, her expression changes ever so\n slightly.", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "Precious is speechless. It looks as if some of her anger has\n suddenly been displaced with pity.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS\n Nurse say I am H.I.V. positive.\n\n The air changes sharply.\n\n Everything stops.\n\n Precious exhales.", "A hand darts into frame, touches Precious' side and then\n quickly withdraws. Precious ignores it. The hand returns for\n another jab. Precious restrains a grin. Finally the hand\n tickles her fiercely.", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS (V.O.) IRENE\n This girl look like a movie It started when I was about 4" ], [ "Precious turns the corner of 126th street and onto Clayton\n Powell Jr. Boulevard still devouring chicken.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n I'm alive inside. A bird is my heart.\n Mama and Daddy didn't win. I'm", "PRECIOUS\n But Mama I ...\n\n MARY\n Sit your ass down.\n\n Precious sighs and joins Mary on the couch.", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "Precious enters, takes Abdul from his crib, holds him closely\n and sits on her bed.\n\n Moments later, a TAPPING on the window draws her attention.", "Her greasy mouth remains occupied with either a cigarette, a\n potato chip or both at all times.\n\n PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n The welfare help Mama, it help me.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Mama, Daddy, I.S. III and 444 Lenox\n Avenue already seem like a past", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "The elevator doors open. Cornrows speaks on the phone while\n picking her nails. Several lines are ringing. She waves from\n behind her desk as Precious walks by.", "Precious sits at a small kitchen table in a modest but cozy\n and craftily-decorated apartment. Fresh flowers adorne her\n table.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n This bitch crazy. 'Sides, my muver\n don't want to get cut off welfare", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n My name is Precious Jones. I wanna\n take tap dance lessons. Mama said\n we can't afford it.\n\n A SCHOOL BELL RINGS.", "PRECIOUS\n My name Claireece Precious Jones. I\n go by Precious. I was born in\n Harlem. I like yellow 'n I had a\n problem at my old school so I come\n here.", "Ms. Weiss calls after her. Precious keeps walking.\n\n MS. WEISS (O.S.)\n Precious!\n\n Precious doesn't stop.", "Precious stands abruptly, startling both women. She takes a\n step towards her mother. Mary winces. Ms. Weiss looks\n concerned.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "As the woman steps inside, we see that Mary has finished\n tidying herself.\n\n Mary and the woman exchange small talk while Precious\n listens. Mary has never seemed so congenial." ], [ "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Dear Miz Rain, All the years I sit\n in class I never learn, but now I\n got baby again by my fahver.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious' mouth is agape.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ...Oh...\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS\n I was raped by my father and beat\n by my mother ever since I could\n remember anything at all. Raped and\n beat by both.", "Precious barely dodges that one too and she drops everything\n but Abdul.\n\n PRECIOUS\n MAMA! ! !", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Tears well in Precious' eyes.\n\n PRECIOUS\n SHUT UP MOMMA! I NOT STUPID! I AM\n NOT STUPID! DON'T SAY THAT!", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious sits watching carefully. She lifts and smells the\n gardenias from the table.\n\n Precious starts to pour a bottle of wine into her glass.", "Precious is speechless. It looks as if some of her anger has\n suddenly been displaced with pity.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious' grandmother continues her sermon. Precious sighs.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Jo Ann shrugs her shoulders, looks down and then turns her\n eyes to Precious' stomach.\n\n JO ANN\n (quietly)\n When you due?", "Ruby places herself between Precious and the door while\n moving. Precious however, is in a big hurry.\n\n RUBY\n Precious, could I see your baby now?\n I just wanna see.", "PRECIOUS\n Nurse say I am H.I.V. positive.\n\n The air changes sharply.\n\n Everything stops.\n\n Precious exhales.", "Precious soon sets her pencil down, moves her hands to her\n stomach and looks faint. She gathers herself, catches her\n breath and trudges on.", "The whole class watches her until Ms. Rain motions for them\n to continue working. Finally, Precious takes hold of her pen,\n opens her journal, sighs deeply and starts to write again.", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "Precious looks up at her blankly and then back down at the\n book with trepidation.\n\n PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Sure lady, right after I get voted\n president.", "As she trounces the woman, Precious' eyes fill with a rage we\n haven't yet seen.\n\n Finally, two other women pull Precious away while she still\n kicks at the woman." ], [ "Toosie gives Mongo to Mary, whose eyes never leave the\n television, and then hands the groceries to Precious, who\n takes them directly to the kitchen as Toosie leaves without a\n word.", "MARY\n ...Well, I, Precious b'long at home\n cause I'm a good mother. She had", "As the woman steps inside, we see that Mary has finished\n tidying herself.\n\n Mary and the woman exchange small talk while Precious\n listens. Mary has never seemed so congenial.", "MARY\n Tell them assholes to stop ringing\n my bell.\n\n Here is our first good look at Mary. She wares way too much\n make up.", "MARY\n Do what I say don't say what I say.\n Now eat bitch!\n\n Precious starts eating slowly. Mary lights her cigarette.", "Precious walks down the crowded street carrying Mongo and \n Andre. She is happy and filled with hope. Tom Cruise is there \n chatting up another young girl... she pays him no mind.", "Precious dashes out of the apartment with only Abdul as Mary\n struggles to get up.\n\n MARY\n I'M GON KILL YOU PIG!", "MARY\n Fool fuck a stipend. What's that? I\n said take your ass down to welfare.\n\n Precious stops everything with the pan in her hand.", "come so it look like Mongo live wif\n us. Then my mama get the check 'n\n food stamps for me 'n Little Mongo.", "But it's my baby. Little Mongo is\n money for me, not her!", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "MARY\n Now hurry yo ass up. I'm gon die of\n starvation over here. Then where\n you be at then?\n\n CUT TO:", "Mary then crosses the frame where he was.\n\n Precious turns to Abdul and kisses him on the head.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "Precious and Mary still try to sort this out.\n\n MARY\n What she want?\n\n PRECIOUS\n I don't know.", "MARY\n Bring your fat ass in here!\n\n Precious suddenly looks exhausted.\n\n MARY\n Where you sneak your ass off to\n this morning?", "15A.\n19 CONTINUED: 19\n Mary watches her go and then struts back to the television\n speaking to herself.", "GENERATIONS, enters the apartment in a business-like manner with\n MONGO, A SMALL, DISTRACTED AND OBVIOUSLY HANDICAPPED CHILD.", "Mary looks worse than ever. Her hair and clothing are\n disastrous. She rocks somewhat anxiously on the edge of her\n seat like a desperate salesman looking to close a deal.\n\n MARY\n 'Buse?", "I'm gonna get Little Mongo back\n too.\n (sighs)\n I don't hardly even know what she" ], [ "The whole class watches her until Ms. Rain motions for them\n to continue working. Finally, Precious takes hold of her pen,\n opens her journal, sighs deeply and starts to write again.", "MS. RAIN\n Do you know the letters.\n\n Precious nods. Ms. Rain points to the letters ...\n\n PRECIOUS\n D, A, Y.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Dear Miz Rain, All the years I sit\n in class I never learn, but now I\n got baby again by my fahver.", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "and go to college. You could do\n anything Precious but you have to\n believe it. Love, Blu Rain.", "MS. RAIN\n (to Precious)\n One time in your journal you told\n me that you had never really told\n your story.\n (softly)\n write.", "Precious immediately writes back.\n\n PRECIOUS(V.O)\n Dear Miz Rain...", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Mama say this new school ain' shit\n tho. Say you can't learn nuffin'", "PRECIOUS\n You talk to us girls in the class\n when we be working out problems and\n thangs and stuff, right?\n\n Ms. Rain speaks to Precious while picking up around the room.", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.) \n (beat)\n Miz Rain read all that and then say", "We close in on Precious writing as we hear her whisper the\n following.\n\n PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Listen Baby, Muver love you. Muver\n not dumb. Listen:", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Precious looks up at her blankly and then back down at the\n book with trepidation.\n\n PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Sure lady, right after I get voted\n president.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n I am happy to be writing. I am\n happy to be in school. I am happy", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "Precious sits watching carefully. She lifts and smells the\n gardenias from the table.\n\n Precious starts to pour a bottle of wine into her glass.", "Precious and Ms. Rain sit close together over a small table\n looking down at a large colorful children's book.\n\n MS. RAIN\n ...I just want you to read a page\n from this book.", "Tears well in Precious' eyes.\n\n PRECIOUS\n SHUT UP MOMMA! I NOT STUPID! I AM\n NOT STUPID! DON'T SAY THAT!", "Precious stops reading abruptly and hands the file to\n Jermaine. Jermaine looks at Precious oddly.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)" ], [ "Precious enters, takes Abdul from his crib, holds him closely\n and sits on her bed.\n\n Moments later, a TAPPING on the window draws her attention.", "A frozen Precious stares across the apartment for a brief\n eternity.\n\n Finally, she dashes for the front door, throws open the locks\n and bolts out of the apartment slamming the door behind her.", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "Precious turns the corner of 126th street and onto Clayton\n Powell Jr. Boulevard still devouring chicken.", "Precious dashes out of the apartment with tears in her eyes,\n dirt on her clothes, no coat and Abdul SCREAMING IN HER ARMS.", "A thick glass ashtray smashes into Precious' head.\n\n Precious falls and lands ...\n\n9 INT. PRECIOUS' BEDROOM ­ NIGHT 9", "KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.\n\n PRECIOUS\n Come in...\n\n Precious closes her window.", "Ms. Weiss calls after her. Precious keeps walking.\n\n MS. WEISS (O.S.)\n Precious!\n\n Precious doesn't stop.", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "The moment the door closes, Precious dashes across the room\n for the file cabinet behind Ms. Weiss' desk.\n\n Precious searches the drawers in the cabinet and rifles\n through the files.", "...Precious stares into the freezer.\n\n Finally, she closes the door.\n\n PRECIOUS\n MA! !!\n\n No answer.", "Precious dashes out of the room alone.\n\n WOMAN'S (0.S.)\n And don't be coming back late for\n his bad ass neither.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "They see Precious burst out onto the street.\n\n147 EXT. STREET - CONTINUOUS 147", "A DOOR OPENS followed by GRUNTS and a CRASH. Precious looks\n up to find the broken television tumbling down the steps\n towards them.", "Precious bursts out of Mrs. Lichenstein's office and walks to\n the exit. Mrs. Lichenstein's distant voice still cries for\n security.", "Once inside the room, and for the first time, Precious' soft\n face looks like stone.\n\n Mary looks up with a brief but quickly fading smile that is\n pathetic, apologetic and grim.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "118 INT. ADVANCEMENT HOUSE: PRECIOUS' ROOM - DAY 118\n\n Precious looks out of her open window with a glass of water\n in her hand.", "Precious finishes off the chicken at the exact moment she\n reaches the Hotel, stuffs the bones and basket into a trash\n bin and dashes into the building." ], [ "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious waits.\n\n The air is thick without a single word between them.\n\n Finally, Mary looks down.\n\n MARY\n Your daddy dead.", "Precious barely dodges that one too and she drops everything\n but Abdul.\n\n PRECIOUS\n MAMA! ! !", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n I'm alive inside. A bird is my heart.\n Mama and Daddy didn't win. I'm", "Precious' mouth is agape.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ...Oh...\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS\n I was raped by my father and beat\n by my mother ever since I could\n remember anything at all. Raped and\n beat by both.", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "Precious continues observing pensively as the ladies pass a\n bearded and bedraggled elderly white man laying on the street\n in tattered clothes.\n\n As Precious studies him, her expression changes ever so\n slightly.", "Precious dashes out of the apartment with only Abdul as Mary\n struggles to get up.\n\n MARY\n I'M GON KILL YOU PIG!", "Precious turns her back to shield Abdul. The pot strikes her\n in the back. ABDUL SCREAMS louder. Dirt covers Precious.", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Precious leaves us behind.\n\n PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Sometimes I wish I was not alive. I\n be O.K. I guess.", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "A thick glass ashtray smashes into Precious' head.\n\n Precious falls and lands ...\n\n9 INT. PRECIOUS' BEDROOM ­ NIGHT 9", "Precious dashes out of the room alone.\n\n WOMAN'S (0.S.)\n And don't be coming back late for\n his bad ass neither.", "PRECIOUS\n Nurse say I am H.I.V. positive.\n\n The air changes sharply.\n\n Everything stops.\n\n Precious exhales.", "Precious' grandmother continues her sermon. Precious sighs.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "Precious sits watching carefully. She lifts and smells the\n gardenias from the table.\n\n Precious starts to pour a bottle of wine into her glass.", "He doesn't move, react, speak to or look at Precious as she\n passes him.\n\n Precious glances back at him as she reaches the elevators,\n presses the button and waits." ], [ "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "As she trounces the woman, Precious' eyes fill with a rage we\n haven't yet seen.\n\n Finally, two other women pull Precious away while she still\n kicks at the woman.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious is speechless. It looks as if some of her anger has\n suddenly been displaced with pity.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious continues observing pensively as the ladies pass a\n bearded and bedraggled elderly white man laying on the street\n in tattered clothes.\n\n As Precious studies him, her expression changes ever so\n slightly.", "The class looks shocked. Precious' wet eyes are filled with\n fury.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious stands abruptly, startling both women. She takes a\n step towards her mother. Mary winces. Ms. Weiss looks\n concerned.", "A hand darts into frame, touches Precious' side and then\n quickly withdraws. Precious ignores it. The hand returns for\n another jab. Precious restrains a grin. Finally the hand\n tickles her fiercely.", "Precious sits watching carefully. She lifts and smells the\n gardenias from the table.\n\n Precious starts to pour a bottle of wine into her glass.", "Irene nods and Precious sits. Rita squeezes her hand. Another\n woman stands up to recount her story. Precious looks aglow.", "26.\n CONTINUED:\n Precious sits with an absent look on her face and a bead of\n sweat on her temple. A moment later, a shadow moves over her\n test.", "over to Precious! I say Carl what\n you doing! He say shut your big ass\n up! This good for her. I say stop", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "Suddenly, Precious looks very concerned.\n\n CORNROWS\n Are you all right?\n\n Precious looks both angry and disappointed.", "Precious leans and kisses Mary tenderly on the cheek, turns\n and gently touches Ms. Weiss' shoulder.\n\n Precious takes a good look at them both, smiles and leaves\n the room.", "Precious nods.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No." ], [ "Precious and Mary still try to sort this out.\n\n MARY\n What she want?\n\n PRECIOUS\n I don't know.", "Precious stands abruptly, startling both women. She takes a\n step towards her mother. Mary winces. Ms. Weiss looks\n concerned.", "Precious dashes out of the apartment with only Abdul as Mary\n struggles to get up.\n\n MARY\n I'M GON KILL YOU PIG!", "We return to the dayroom as Precious opens her eyes and lifts\n them to Mary slowly.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ... You got it?", "Mary's expression drops. Precious turns to Ms. Weiss as Mary\n starts to spring up from her seat.\n\n PRECIOUS\n (without looking at her)\n Stay down Mama.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "As the woman steps inside, we see that Mary has finished\n tidying herself.\n\n Mary and the woman exchange small talk while Precious\n listens. Mary has never seemed so congenial.", "MARY\n ...Need to forget school. Need to\n git your ass on down to welfare.\n\n Precious dries her hands and reaches for a pan.", "PRECIOUS\n STOP IT MAMA! YOU GON CRAZY?!!!\n\n As Mary gets to her feet ...", "Precious leans and kisses Mary tenderly on the cheek, turns\n and gently touches Ms. Weiss' shoulder.\n\n Precious takes a good look at them both, smiles and leaves\n the room.", "PRECIOUS\n But Mama I ...\n\n MARY\n Sit your ass down.\n\n Precious sighs and joins Mary on the couch.", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "MARY\n Do what I say don't say what I say.\n Now eat bitch!\n\n Precious starts eating slowly. Mary lights her cigarette.", "PRECIOUS\n I'm home here.\n (beat)\n I better go see 'bout Abdul and do\n homework.\n\n Mary doesn't move as Precious leaves.", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "MARY\n Fool fuck a stipend. What's that? I\n said take your ass down to welfare.\n\n Precious stops everything with the pan in her hand.", "Precious looks at her mother. Mary clearly finds this all\n bizarre.\n\n MRS. LICHENSTEIN (O.S.)\n Claireece, did you hear me?", "Once inside the room, and for the first time, Precious' soft\n face looks like stone.\n\n Mary looks up with a brief but quickly fading smile that is\n pathetic, apologetic and grim.", "MARY\n ...Well, I, Precious b'long at home\n cause I'm a good mother. She had", "Mary then crosses the frame where he was.\n\n Precious turns to Abdul and kisses him on the head.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:" ], [ "Precious enters, takes Abdul from his crib, holds him closely\n and sits on her bed.\n\n Moments later, a TAPPING on the window draws her attention.", "Precious barely dodges that one too and she drops everything\n but Abdul.\n\n PRECIOUS\n MAMA! ! !", "Precious, now wearing her jacket, packs up her things, takes\n Abdul and heads out of a spotless room with her child in one\n hand and two bags in the other.", "The large ferocious woman heads for the exit with Abdul in\n one arm and Precious' bag in the other. She looks down at\n Abdul making \"baby\" faces and sounds.", "Precious rides in darkness cradling Abdul. She looks up\n frightened, taking in the others sitting around her. Shes\n hold Abdul closer. The dark swallows her whole.", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "The sight before her stops her in her tracks. She drops her\n bags immediately.\n\n It is Precious, sleeping on the floor with Abdul in her arms.\n Her hand is cut and bleeding pretty bad.", "106 INT. HALLWAY - DAY 106\n\n Precious exits the girls bathroom carrying Abdul. She sports\n a new sweat suit.", "Precious turns her back to shield Abdul. The pot strikes her\n in the back. ABDUL SCREAMS louder. Dirt covers Precious.", "Precious dashes out of the apartment with only Abdul as Mary\n struggles to get up.\n\n MARY\n I'M GON KILL YOU PIG!", "PRECIOUS\n I'm home here.\n (beat)\n I better go see 'bout Abdul and do\n homework.\n\n Mary doesn't move as Precious leaves.", "A larger Abdul steps towards us with Precious behind him\n wearing a cotton dress that looks vaguely like one Ms. Rain\n might wear.", "John, the nurse who helped gurney Precious in, again stares\n down warmly at her. This time with Abdul in her arms.", "133 INT. ADVANCEMENT HOUSE HALLWAY - DAY 133\n\n Precious hurries into a room carrying Abdul. The sign on the\n door says \"DAYCARE\".", "She wipes Abdul.\n\n PRECIOUS\n Huh?\n\n MS. RAIN\n I said that this is my wife\n Katherine.", "She then wraps the sheet around Abdul and herself and hunkers\n down.\n\n Precious rocks Abdul gently as her eyes wander around the\n cavernous armory.", "82 EXT. 444 LENOX AVE. - DAY 82\n\n Precious heads into the main entrance holding Abdul and her\n bags as snowflakes start to fall.", "Mary then crosses the frame where he was.\n\n Precious turns to Abdul and kisses him on the head.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:", "Precious bursts out of the stairwell with blood streaming\n down her nose and Abdul in her arms. Ruby dashes to intercept\n them.\n\n RUBY\n Precious what happened?", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)" ], [ "Precious turns the corner of 126th street and onto Clayton\n Powell Jr. Boulevard still devouring chicken.", "Precious sits at a small kitchen table in a modest but cozy\n and craftily-decorated apartment. Fresh flowers adorne her\n table.", "PRECIOUS\n My name Claireece Precious Jones. I\n go by Precious. I was born in\n Harlem. I like yellow 'n I had a\n problem at my old school so I come\n here.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n I'm alive inside. A bird is my heart.\n Mama and Daddy didn't win. I'm", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Precious enters, takes Abdul from his crib, holds him closely\n and sits on her bed.\n\n Moments later, a TAPPING on the window draws her attention.", "Precious continues observing pensively as the ladies pass a\n bearded and bedraggled elderly white man laying on the street\n in tattered clothes.\n\n As Precious studies him, her expression changes ever so\n slightly.", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n My name is Precious Jones. I wanna\n take tap dance lessons. Mama said\n we can't afford it.\n\n A SCHOOL BELL RINGS.", "Ms. Weiss calls after her. Precious keeps walking.\n\n MS. WEISS (O.S.)\n Precious!\n\n Precious doesn't stop.", "The whole class watches her until Ms. Rain motions for them\n to continue working. Finally, Precious takes hold of her pen,\n opens her journal, sighs deeply and starts to write again.", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "CHELSEA\n Precious ...you have a visitor.\n\n PRECIOUS\n Thas Rhonda. She always early.\n\n Precious rises.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Mama, Daddy, I.S. III and 444 Lenox\n Avenue already seem like a past", "The elevator doors open. Cornrows speaks on the phone while\n picking her nails. Several lines are ringing. She waves from\n behind her desk as Precious walks by.", "Precious stares through the window where Choir members are\n praising The Lord.\n\n90 INT. 444 LENOX AVE. APT. - DAY 90", "Precious sits watching carefully. She lifts and smells the\n gardenias from the table.\n\n Precious starts to pour a bottle of wine into her glass.", "118 INT. ADVANCEMENT HOUSE: PRECIOUS' ROOM - DAY 118\n\n Precious looks out of her open window with a glass of water\n in her hand." ], [ "PRECIOUS\n I was raped by my father and beat\n by my mother ever since I could\n remember anything at all. Raped and\n beat by both.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Jermaine say mens beat her and then\n rape her for what she is. Muhver", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n ...But homos not who rape me, homos\n not who let me sit up in school 16", "Precious' mouth is agape.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ...Oh...\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious barely dodges that one too and she drops everything\n but Abdul.\n\n PRECIOUS\n MAMA! ! !", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS\n School! I was at school!\n\n MARY\n You lying whore!\n\n PRECIOUS\n Am not!", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "Precious enters, takes Abdul from his crib, holds him closely\n and sits on her bed.\n\n Moments later, a TAPPING on the window draws her attention.", "Precious dashes out of the apartment with only Abdul as Mary\n struggles to get up.\n\n MARY\n I'M GON KILL YOU PIG!", "As she trounces the woman, Precious' eyes fill with a rage we\n haven't yet seen.\n\n Finally, two other women pull Precious away while she still\n kicks at the woman.", "Tears well in Precious' eyes.\n\n PRECIOUS\n SHUT UP MOMMA! I NOT STUPID! I AM\n NOT STUPID! DON'T SAY THAT!", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "Precious turns her back to shield Abdul. The pot strikes her\n in the back. ABDUL SCREAMS louder. Dirt covers Precious.", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "The class looks shocked. Precious' wet eyes are filled with\n fury.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n I'm alive inside. A bird is my heart.\n Mama and Daddy didn't win. I'm", "Precious is speechless. It looks as if some of her anger has\n suddenly been displaced with pity.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)" ], [ "PRECIOUS (O.S.)\n Mongo? Thas short for Mongoloid.\n She got Down Sinder.", "Toosie gives Mongo to Mary, whose eyes never leave the\n television, and then hands the groceries to Precious, who\n takes them directly to the kitchen as Toosie leaves without a\n word.", "GENERATIONS, enters the apartment in a business-like manner with\n MONGO, A SMALL, DISTRACTED AND OBVIOUSLY HANDICAPPED CHILD.", "I'm gonna get Little Mongo back\n too.\n (sighs)\n I don't hardly even know what she", "you. 1. Where was your grandmother\n when your father was abusing you?\n 2. Where is Little Mongo now? 3.", "But it's my baby. Little Mongo is\n money for me, not her!", "Precious walks down the crowded street carrying Mongo and \n Andre. She is happy and filled with hope. Tom Cruise is there \n chatting up another young girl... she pays him no mind.", "PRECIOUS (O.S.)\n Mongo?\n\n MS. WEISS (O.S.)\n Excuse me?", "MS. WEISS (O.S.)\n You mean she has Down Syndrome?\n\n PRECIOUS (O.S.)\n Alla dat.", "to know my baby coming soon. Don't\n see the sense in pretending I am\n not pregnant anymore. I am also\n thinking about lil Mongo a lot. Miz", "come so it look like Mongo live wif\n us. Then my mama get the check 'n\n food stamps for me 'n Little Mongo.", "pass them in the street and mental institution for 14\n do not know? years....", "PRECIOUS (V.O. CONT'D )\n Social worker ask me if I want to\n give Little Mongo and Abdul up for", "father rape me years. Little Mongo\n wif my grandmuver. Best for me to\n stop breaving sometimes I think. I", "PRECIOUS (O.S.)\n My grandmuver Toosie, brangs Little\n Mongo over on days social worker", "Precious stares at the file without responding.\n\n MRS. LICHENSTEIN\n Do you have any thoughts about your\n situation?\n\n Precious shrugs her shoulders.", "A hand darts into frame, touches Precious' side and then\n quickly withdraws. Precious ignores it. The hand returns for\n another jab. Precious restrains a grin. Finally the hand\n tickles her fiercely.", "He doesn't move, react, speak to or look at Precious as she\n passes him.\n\n Precious glances back at him as she reaches the elevators,\n presses the button and waits.", "(CONTINUED)", "(CONTINUED)" ], [ "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "Precious stands abruptly, startling both women. She takes a\n step towards her mother. Mary winces. Ms. Weiss looks\n concerned.", "PRECIOUS\n But Mama I ...\n\n MARY\n Sit your ass down.\n\n Precious sighs and joins Mary on the couch.", "Precious looks at her mother. Mary clearly finds this all\n bizarre.\n\n MRS. LICHENSTEIN (O.S.)\n Claireece, did you hear me?", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n I'm alive inside. A bird is my heart.\n Mama and Daddy didn't win. I'm", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n This bitch crazy. 'Sides, my muver\n don't want to get cut off welfare", "PRECIOUS\n STOP IT MAMA! YOU GON CRAZY?!!!\n\n As Mary gets to her feet ...", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n What this bitch want? Claireece ...\n Only motherfuckers I hate call me\n Claireece.", "Precious' mouth is agape.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ...Oh...\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS\n School! I was at school!\n\n MARY\n You lying whore!\n\n PRECIOUS\n Am not!", "MARY\n ...Well, I, Precious b'long at home\n cause I'm a good mother. She had", "Tears well in Precious' eyes.\n\n PRECIOUS\n SHUT UP MOMMA! I NOT STUPID! I AM\n NOT STUPID! DON'T SAY THAT!", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n My name is Precious Jones. I wanna\n take tap dance lessons. Mama said\n we can't afford it.\n\n A SCHOOL BELL RINGS.", "Precious' grandmother continues her sermon. Precious sighs.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Precious barely dodges that one too and she drops everything\n but Abdul.\n\n PRECIOUS\n MAMA! ! !" ], [ "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "PRECIOUS\n School! I was at school!\n\n MARY\n You lying whore!\n\n PRECIOUS\n Am not!", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "PRECIOUS\n But Mama I ...\n\n MARY\n Sit your ass down.\n\n Precious sighs and joins Mary on the couch.", "Toosie gives Mongo to Mary, whose eyes never leave the\n television, and then hands the groceries to Precious, who\n takes them directly to the kitchen as Toosie leaves without a\n word.", "Mary's expression drops. Precious turns to Ms. Weiss as Mary\n starts to spring up from her seat.\n\n PRECIOUS\n (without looking at her)\n Stay down Mama.", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "Precious dashes out of the apartment with only Abdul as Mary\n struggles to get up.\n\n MARY\n I'M GON KILL YOU PIG!", "MARY\n Do what I say don't say what I say.\n Now eat bitch!\n\n Precious starts eating slowly. Mary lights her cigarette.", "MARY\n Fool fuck a stipend. What's that? I\n said take your ass down to welfare.\n\n Precious stops everything with the pan in her hand.", "PRECIOUS\n STOP IT MAMA! YOU GON CRAZY?!!!\n\n As Mary gets to her feet ...", "Precious stands abruptly, startling both women. She takes a\n step towards her mother. Mary winces. Ms. Weiss looks\n concerned.", "As the woman steps inside, we see that Mary has finished\n tidying herself.\n\n Mary and the woman exchange small talk while Precious\n listens. Mary has never seemed so congenial.", "Precious looks at her mother. Mary clearly finds this all\n bizarre.\n\n MRS. LICHENSTEIN (O.S.)\n Claireece, did you hear me?", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "MARY\n There was no drugs in ma house! No\n drugs! 'Cause Precious know damn\n well I whoop her ass bright blue if\n she bring some drugs in ma...", "MARY\n ...Well, I, Precious b'long at home\n cause I'm a good mother. She had", "PRECIOUS\n How you know?\n\n MARY\n We never did, you know...\n\n PRECIOUS\n No, I don't know Mama.", "Precious and Mary still try to sort this out.\n\n MARY\n What she want?\n\n PRECIOUS\n I don't know.", "Precious leans and kisses Mary tenderly on the cheek, turns\n and gently touches Ms. Weiss' shoulder.\n\n Precious takes a good look at them both, smiles and leaves\n the room." ], [ "The whole class watches her until Ms. Rain motions for them\n to continue working. Finally, Precious takes hold of her pen,\n opens her journal, sighs deeply and starts to write again.", "MS. RAIN\n (to Precious)\n One time in your journal you told\n me that you had never really told\n your story.\n (softly)\n write.", "MS. RAIN\n Do you know the letters.\n\n Precious nods. Ms. Rain points to the letters ...\n\n PRECIOUS\n D, A, Y.", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious immediately writes back.\n\n PRECIOUS(V.O)\n Dear Miz Rain...", "Precious sits watching carefully. She lifts and smells the\n gardenias from the table.\n\n Precious starts to pour a bottle of wine into her glass.", "and go to college. You could do\n anything Precious but you have to\n believe it. Love, Blu Rain.", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n I am happy to be writing. I am\n happy to be in school. I am happy", "PRECIOUS\n You talk to us girls in the class\n when we be working out problems and\n thangs and stuff, right?\n\n Ms. Rain speaks to Precious while picking up around the room.", "Precious and Ms. Rain sit close together over a small table\n looking down at a large colorful children's book.\n\n MS. RAIN\n ...I just want you to read a page\n from this book.", "PRECIOUS (V.O.) \n (beat)\n Miz Rain read all that and then say", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "Irene nods and Precious sits. Rita squeezes her hand. Another\n woman stands up to recount her story. Precious looks aglow.", "MS. RAIN\n Nobody if you don't write it.\n Precious writes everyday. You\n should try it.\n\n KATHERINE\n What do you write about Precious?", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Precious stops reading abruptly and hands the file to\n Jermaine. Jermaine looks at Precious oddly.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious speaks with great resolve as if forcing herself to\n believe her words.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Dear Miz Rain, All the years I sit\n in class I never learn, but now I\n got baby again by my fahver." ], [ "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Precious stands abruptly, startling both women. She takes a\n step towards her mother. Mary winces. Ms. Weiss looks\n concerned.", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "The class looks shocked. Precious' wet eyes are filled with\n fury.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "Precious' mouth is agape.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ...Oh...\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious stops reading abruptly and hands the file to\n Jermaine. Jermaine looks at Precious oddly.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "Precious turns her back to shield Abdul. The pot strikes her\n in the back. ABDUL SCREAMS louder. Dirt covers Precious.", "Precious barely dodges that one too and she drops everything\n but Abdul.\n\n PRECIOUS\n MAMA! ! !", "The girls all stare up at Precious blankly as she enters the\n room. Precious looks to be in a mild state of shock as she\n gazes around from the girls to Ms. Rain to the clouds outside\n the windows.", "Irene nods and Precious sits. Rita squeezes her hand. Another\n woman stands up to recount her story. Precious looks aglow.", "Precious is speechless. It looks as if some of her anger has\n suddenly been displaced with pity.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious' grandmother continues her sermon. Precious sighs.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "As she trounces the woman, Precious' eyes fill with a rage we\n haven't yet seen.\n\n Finally, two other women pull Precious away while she still\n kicks at the woman.", "Precious enters, takes Abdul from his crib, holds him closely\n and sits on her bed.\n\n Moments later, a TAPPING on the window draws her attention.", "26.\n CONTINUED:\n Precious sits with an absent look on her face and a bead of\n sweat on her temple. A moment later, a shadow moves over her\n test.", "Tears well in Precious' eyes.\n\n PRECIOUS\n SHUT UP MOMMA! I NOT STUPID! I AM\n NOT STUPID! DON'T SAY THAT!" ], [ "Mary stands over Precious with a large dripping pot in her\n hands. She drops it on the floor and returns to the couch to\n watch another program.", "MARY\n Tell them assholes to stop ringing\n my bell.\n\n Here is our first good look at Mary. She wares way too much\n make up.", "Precious sidesteps the charge as Mary leaves a huge\n indentation in the wall knocking over a side table and a\n potted plant in the process. She grabs her shoulder in pain.", "Mary sits staring at the floor at the far side of the room.\n\n121 INT. ADVANCEMENT HOUSE: PRECIOUS' ROOM - DAY 121", "As the woman steps inside, we see that Mary has finished\n tidying herself.\n\n Mary and the woman exchange small talk while Precious\n listens. Mary has never seemed so congenial.", "Mary's expression drops. Precious turns to Ms. Weiss as Mary\n starts to spring up from her seat.\n\n PRECIOUS\n (without looking at her)\n Stay down Mama.", "...looks up and ducks.\n\n MARY\n Bitch!!!\n\n CRASH!!! A flying vase barely misses Precious and Abdul and\n then shatters against the wall.", "Once inside the room, and for the first time, Precious' soft\n face looks like stone.\n\n Mary looks up with a brief but quickly fading smile that is\n pathetic, apologetic and grim.", "Mary sits inside crushing and dwarfing the couch upon which\n she waits. She looks frail. Her wig is half combed. She's\n nervous. Her sweaty hands crumple her cigarette package.", "Toosie gives Mongo to Mary, whose eyes never leave the\n television, and then hands the groceries to Precious, who\n takes them directly to the kitchen as Toosie leaves without a\n word.", "Precious knocks Ruby out of her way and to the floor without\n losing stride.\n\n Ruby lands hard and CRIES loudly.", "MARY\n Do what I say don't say what I say.\n Now eat bitch!\n\n Precious starts eating slowly. Mary lights her cigarette.", "Precious wipes her hands and heads for the door though Mary\n sits much closer to it.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious backs away around the living room to flee.\n\n Mary hurls what's left of the plant at Precious from down on\n the floor.", "TV off. She watches Mary's face snoring rhythmically but with\n extremely unpleasant noises. Finally, she backs away and goes\n to her bedroom.", "Mary approaches quietly wielding a skillet.\n\n Mary swings for a head shot but Precious easily sidesteps the\n blow.\n\n The refrigerator takes the hit and a new dent.", "Mary looks worse than ever. Her hair and clothing are\n disastrous. She rocks somewhat anxiously on the edge of her\n seat like a desperate salesman looking to close a deal.\n\n MARY\n 'Buse?", "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "Precious stands abruptly, startling both women. She takes a\n step towards her mother. Mary winces. Ms. Weiss looks\n concerned.", "15A.\n19 CONTINUED: 19\n Mary watches her go and then struts back to the television\n speaking to herself." ], [ "Precious waits.\n\n The air is thick without a single word between them.\n\n Finally, Mary looks down.\n\n MARY\n Your daddy dead.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n I'm alive inside. A bird is my heart.\n Mama and Daddy didn't win. I'm", "PRECIOUS\n I was raped by my father and beat\n by my mother ever since I could\n remember anything at all. Raped and\n beat by both.", "Precious barely dodges that one too and she drops everything\n but Abdul.\n\n PRECIOUS\n MAMA! ! !", "Precious' mouth is agape.\n\n PRECIOUS\n ...Oh...\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "PRECIOUS\n Nurse say I am H.I.V. positive.\n\n The air changes sharply.\n\n Everything stops.\n\n Precious exhales.", "Precious continues observing pensively as the ladies pass a\n bearded and bedraggled elderly white man laying on the street\n in tattered clothes.\n\n As Precious studies him, her expression changes ever so\n slightly.", "Precious leaves us behind.\n\n PRECIOUS (V.O.)\n Sometimes I wish I was not alive. I\n be O.K. I guess.", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Precious' grandmother continues her sermon. Precious sighs.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious dashes out of the apartment with only Abdul as Mary\n struggles to get up.\n\n MARY\n I'M GON KILL YOU PIG!", "Precious turns her back to shield Abdul. The pot strikes her\n in the back. ABDUL SCREAMS louder. Dirt covers Precious.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "Precious dashes out of the room alone.\n\n WOMAN'S (0.S.)\n And don't be coming back late for\n his bad ass neither.", "Precious sits watching carefully. She lifts and smells the\n gardenias from the table.\n\n Precious starts to pour a bottle of wine into her glass.", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "Precious is speechless. It looks as if some of her anger has\n suddenly been displaced with pity.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious stops reading abruptly and hands the file to\n Jermaine. Jermaine looks at Precious oddly.\n\n\n (CONTINUED)" ], [ "Precious stares calmly at her mother.\n\n Mary almost looks ashamed.\n\n Still aglow, Precious grins absently at her mother and then\n leaves the kitchen.", "Precious stands abruptly, startling both women. She takes a\n step towards her mother. Mary winces. Ms. Weiss looks\n concerned.", "AN ENORMOUS AND FEROCIOUS-LOOKING WOMAN IN HER FORTIES steps\n up, snatches the blanket off of Precious and Abdul and walks\n off.", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n MARY\n You hear me talking to you! Where\n you sneak your ass off to this\n morning?!", "As the woman steps inside, we see that Mary has finished\n tidying herself.\n\n Mary and the woman exchange small talk while Precious\n listens. Mary has never seemed so congenial.", "PRECIOUS\n But Mama I ...\n\n MARY\n Sit your ass down.\n\n Precious sighs and joins Mary on the couch.", "Precious looks at her mother. Mary clearly finds this all\n bizarre.\n\n MRS. LICHENSTEIN (O.S.)\n Claireece, did you hear me?", "Precious doesn't respond.\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Once inside the room, and for the first time, Precious' soft\n face looks like stone.\n\n Mary looks up with a brief but quickly fading smile that is\n pathetic, apologetic and grim.", "Precious walks off toward the stairs, but stops when she \n passes a mirror hanging on the wall. Within the reflection, \n she sees her true self for the first time.", "Precious looks utterly amazed. Her jaw drops. From here, the\n women's voices are so faint that they are barely audible as\n we hear Precious' thoughts.", "Mary's expression drops. Precious turns to Ms. Weiss as Mary\n starts to spring up from her seat.\n\n PRECIOUS\n (without looking at her)\n Stay down Mama.", "Precious turns the corner of 126th street and onto Clayton\n Powell Jr. Boulevard still devouring chicken.", "Rita rises, walks to Precious and embraces her. Tears well in\n Precious' eyes.\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Precious doesn't answer.\n\n MS. RAIN\n Would you?!\n\n PRECIOUS\n (reluctantly)\n No.", "26.\n CONTINUED:\n Precious sits with an absent look on her face and a bead of\n sweat on her temple. A moment later, a shadow moves over her\n test.", "PRECIOUS\n STOP IT MAMA! YOU GON CRAZY?!!!\n\n As Mary gets to her feet ...", "Precious' eyes land on the lone desk in the rear of the room.\n\n MS. RAIN (O.S.)\n Have a seat.", "Ms. Weiss calls after her. Precious keeps walking.\n\n MS. WEISS (O.S.)\n Precious!\n\n Precious doesn't stop.", "As she trounces the woman, Precious' eyes fill with a rage we\n haven't yet seen.\n\n Finally, two other women pull Precious away while she still\n kicks at the woman." ] ]

[ "What does Precious do in order to avoid her traumatic problems?", "Where does Mongo live?", "What disease is Precious infected with?", "Who does Precious flee her home with?", "Where does Precious have to go live after spending the night with Blu Rain?", "What did Precious' father die from?", "Who does Precious share her case file with?", "What does Ms. Weiss do when Mary asks her to help her get Precious back?", "What did the government do when Precious revealed incest in her family?", "How old is Precious?", "Where do Precious and her mother live?", "How many times does Precious get pregnant?", "Why does Mary force the family to act like Mongo lives with them?", "Who inspires Precious to learn how to read and write?", "Where does Precious break into when it's cold?", "How does Precious's father die?", "Who resented Precious for allegedly being a man stealer?", "Who does Mary beg to help her get custody of Precious again?", "Who does Precious get custody of in addition to Abdul?", "Where does Precious live? ", "Who raped Precious and got her pregnant twice? ", "What disorder does Mongo have? ", "Who is Precious's mother? ", "Why does Mary insist Precious lie about who is raising Mongo? ", "Who inspires Precious to read and write? ", "What does Precious's revelation about incest do to the family? ", "Who does Mary purposefully drop? ", "What does Precious's father die of? ", "Where does Precious confront her mother? " ]

[ [ "She daydreams.", "Escaping into positive daydreams." ], [ "With Precious' grandmother.", "with Precious' grandmother" ], [ "HIV.", "HIV" ], [ "Abdul.", "Abdul" ], [ "A halfway house.", "Halfway house." ], [ "HIV.", "AIDS" ], [ "Her classmates.", "her fellow students" ], [ "She brushes Mary off.", "She brushes past Mary. " ], [ "They cut off Precious' family welfare benefits.", "Ends Welfare benefits." ], [ "16", "16" ], [ "Harlem", "section 8 housing" ], [ "Twice", "Two." ], [ "To receive more government money", "so she can continue to recieve money for him." ], [ "Blu Rain", "Her teacher, Blu Rain" ], [ "Her school classroom", "classroom" ], [ "AIDS", "From AIDS" ], [ "Mary", "Mary (Precious' mother)" ], [ "Mrs. Weiss", "Ms. Weiss." ], [ "Mongo", "He older son Mongo" ], [ "In Harlem", "Harlem" ], [ "Her father, Carl", "Carl (Precious' father)" ], [ "Downs Syndrome", "Down syndrome" ], [ "Mary", "Mary" ], [ "So she can collect a check from the government ", "So Mary can collect the welfare money on the child." ], [ "Her teacher, Blu Rain", "Her new teacher, Blu Rain" ], [ "They are cut off of welfare", "They are cut off from welfare." ], [ "Abdul", "3-day old Abdul" ], [ "AIDS", "AIDS" ], [ "At Ms. Weiss's office ", "in social worker Ms. Weiss's office" ] ]

[ [ "Ever since his first ecstasy or vision of Christminster and its\npossibilities, Jude had meditated much and curiously on the probable", "Phillotson's suit was not exactly prospering, evidently; and Jude\nfelt unreasonably glad. He packed up his things and went to\nMelchester with a lighter heart than he had known for months.", "He called at his lodging in Christminster, where he found awaiting\nhim a note of dismissal from his employer; and having packed up he\nturned his back upon the city that had been such a thorn in his", "Jude then dropped behind, waited a few minutes to recover breath,\nand went home with a consciousness of having struck a blow for\nChristminster.", "They told him it was a red brick building some little way further on.\nAlso that the gentleman himself had just passed along the street not\nfive minutes before.\n\n\"Which way?\" asked Jude with alacrity.", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "The place was the door of Jude's lodging in the out-skirts of\nChristminster--far from the precincts of St. Silas' where he had", "Meanwhile the young woman had knocked at the office door and asked if\nMr. Jude Fawley was at work in the yard. It so happened that Jude", "business, which, when they met for a moment on the stairs or in the\npassage, she informed him was that of obtaining another place in\nthe occupation she understood best. When Jude suggested London as", "Jude joined him, and they both withdrew from the other workmen to the\nspot where Phillotson had been sitting. Jude offered him a piece of", "\"Admiring their own work,\" said Arabella. \"How like Jude--always\nthinking of colleges and Christminster, instead of attending to his\nbusiness!\"", "Christminster, having fortunately been left untouched. To get to\nMarygreen, therefore, his only course was walking; and the distance\nbeing nearly twenty miles, he had ample time to complete on the way", "and as her engagement in Christminster was only temporary, she had\njust gone to join him as he urged. She could not help feeling that\nshe belonged to him more than to Jude, since she had properly married", "business, he offered his services to this man for a trifling wage.\nHere Jude had the opportunity of learning at least the rudiments of\nfreestone-working. Some time later he went to a church-builder in", "kept on very short allowances in the college, and a dinner, tea, and\nsupper all in one was the present she most desired in the world.\nJude thereupon took her to an inn and ordered whatever the house", "\"This young man was discharged from his work at Christminster for\ndrunkenness and blasphemy in public-houses, and he has come here to\nlive, entirely to be near her.\"", "return from Christminster, where she had stayed much longer than she\nhad at first intended, keeping an interested eye on Jude, though Jude", "On the day before the tragedy of the children, Phillotson had seen\nboth her and Jude as they stood in the rain at Christminster watching", "\"Still harping on Christminster--even in his cakes!\" laughed\nArabella. \"Just like Jude. A ruling passion. What a queer fellow\nhe is, and always will be!\"", "Jude Fawley had taken up his lodging since his division from Sue. A\ntimid knock sounded upon the door of his abode." ], [ "own house, and leaving Phillotson to find his way in as he could. He\ndiscovered his friend putting away some books from which he had been\ngiving evening lessons. The light of the paraffin lamp fell on", "move of the schoolmaster's towards a larger income, in view of a\nprovision for two instead of one, he would not allow himself to say.\nAnd the tender relations between Phillotson and the young girl of", "\"It's her wish, and I am willing,\" said Phillotson with grave\nreserve, opposition making him illogically tenacious now. \"A great\npiece of laxity will be rectified.\"", "\"One--the middle-aged man,\" said a student in the next bed--\"is the\nschoolmaster she served under--Mr. Phillotson.\"\n\n\"And the other--this undergraduate in cap and gown--who is he?\"", "\"Oh, is that Mr. Phillotson,\" said Mrs. Edlin. \"I was going over\nto see 'ee. I've been upstairs with her, helping her to unpack her", "\"And will Mr. Phillotson always be there?\"\n\n\"How can I tell?\"\n\n\"Could I go to see him?\"", "Though Phillotson had held his tongue as long as he could, except to\nhis friend Gillingham, his honesty and directness would not allow him", "\"I have never forgotten it. It was that which brought me to this\npart of the country, and out here to see you to-night.\"\n\n\"Come in,\" said Phillotson. \"And your cousin, too.\"", "early. He, too, congratulated the couple. \"Now,\" he said in parting\nfrom Phillotson, who walked out a little way, \"I shall be able to", "saying that it was perfectly absurd to expect, yet expecting.\nWhile he waited he was suddenly stirred by news about Phillotson.\nPhillotson was giving up the school near Christminster, for a larger", "\"Don't,\" said Phillotson. \"There was no secret about it.\"\n\n\"She has gone to visit friends?\"\n\n\"No.\"\n\n\"Then what has happened?\"", "\"I am glad to know you think so,\" said Phillotson huskily. \"No.\nI don't hate you!\"", "Phillotson, who had recently removed from the mixed village school at\nLumsdon near Christminster, to undertake a large boys' school in his", "The wayfarer faced round and regarded her in turn. \"Yes; my name is\nPhillotson,\" he said. \"But I don't recognize you, ma'am.\"", "transferred to Mr. Phillotson's school had failed him, and Sue had\nbeen taken as stop-gap. All such provisional arrangements as these", "\"Well--about not seeing him again any more. Come--you really mean\nthis?\" There was something in Phillotson's tone now which seemed to", "her young man, telling him to take care of her. The chairman of\ncommittee thought the matter over, and talked to the other managers\nof the school, till a request came to Phillotson to meet them", "Gillingham was so interested in Phillotson's affairs, and so\nseriously concerned about him, that he walked up the hill-side to", "town. It had been her request to Phillotson that he should not meet\nher. She wished, she said, to come to him voluntarily, to his very\nhouse and hearthstone.", "have renounced his ambitions with a smile. Without her it was\ninevitable that the reaction from the long strain to which he had\nsubjected himself should affect him disastrously. Phillotson had" ], [ "Jude looked discomfited, and the boy distressed. \"Now, Jude,\" said\nSue, \"let me try. You don't know the way.\"", "Sue and Jude were living in Aldbrickham, in precisely the same\nrelations that they had established between themselves when she", "Then Sue wrote to tell him the day fixed for the wedding; and Jude\ndecided, after inquiry, that she should come into residence on the", "Jude started up from his reverie, and saw her. \"Oh--Sue!\" he said,\nwith a glad flush of embarrassment. \"These are your school-children,", "Sue jumped up and kissed Jude with passionate devotion. \"Yes--so\nit is, dearest! And we'll have him here! And if he isn't yours it", "\"Oh Jude--it was, it WAS Arabella!\" cried Sue, covering her eyes\nwith her hand. \"And I am so miserable! It seems such an ill omen,", "Jude had known from the quality of Sue's tone that her new and\ntranscendental views lurked in her words; but all except their", "Sue's was of the most artless and natural kind. She addressed him\nas her dear cousin Jude; said she had only just learnt by the merest", "Sue, who was regarding the distance, had acquired a guilty look; and\nshe suddenly replied in a tragic voice: \"I don't think I like you\nto-day so well as I did, Jude!\"", "Jude was too independent to make any fuss; and the contractor paid\nhim, and left. Jude picked up his tools, and Sue cleansed her brush.\nThen their eyes met.", "Sue agreed, and went off under cloak and umbrella letting Jude kiss\nher freely, and returning his kisses in a way she had never done", "Jude would not be strong-minded enough to keep away from his cousin\nSue Bridehead and her relations. Sue's father, his aunt believed,", "Their little business was soon done, and the twain and their friends\nstraggled out, one of the witnesses saying casually to Jude and Sue\nin passing, as if he had known them before: \"See the couple just", "He found the way to the little lane, and knocked at the door of\nJude's house. Jude had just retired to bed, and Sue was about to\nenter her chamber adjoining when she heard the knock and came down.", "She looked at him. \"Oh Jude!\" Sue bent her forehead against the\ncorner of the compartment. \"I thought you might do it; and that I\nwas deceiving you. But I didn't mean that!\"", "Sue ran up to Jude's room and told him, and he hurried down as soon\nas he could, though to her impatience he seemed long.\n\n\"What--is it he--so soon?\" she asked as Jude came.", "rather kindly to Sue, telling her that not many young women newly\nmarried would have come so far to see a sick old crone like her.\nIn the afternoon Sue prepared to depart, Jude hiring a neighbour to", "Sue was silent. \"Is it wrong, Jude,\" she said with a tentative\ntremor, \"for a husband or wife to tell a third person that they are", "when they came out. The schoolmaster and Sue were unknown, though\nJude was getting to be recognized as a citizen; and the couple were\njudged to be some relations of his from a distance, nobody supposing", "There was a knock at the door, and Jude answered it. Sue could hear\nthe conversation:" ], [ "\"We'll have him christened,\" said Jude; and privately to Sue: \"The\nday we are married.\" Yet the advent of the child disturbed him.", "He was turning away when he saw a woman looking out of the open\ncasement at a window on the ground floor of the adjacent cottage.\n\"Jude!\" said a voice timidly--Sue's voice. \"It is you--is it not?\"", "\"He's filling them in, and he shan't till I've seen my little ones\nagain!\" she cried wildly when she saw Jude. \"I want to see them once", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "Noting her dissembled distress Jude kissed her, and said it was time\nto go and see if the lodgings were ready. He would go on with the\nboy, and fetch her soon.", "\"I shall put up a headstone,\" said Jude drearily.\n\n\"He was my child, and naturally I feel for him.\"\n\n\"I hope so. We all did.\"", "She scrutinized the child's features, and suddenly went away into the\nlittle sitting-room adjoining. Jude lifted the boy to a level with", "herself lest she should endanger a coming life. Her inquiries were\nincessant, and at last Jude came down and told her there was no hope.", "Jude's household possessions, and also the few of Arabella's things\nwhich she had taken to the lodging for her short sojourn there.\nJude was in such physical pain from his unfortunate break-down of", "Arabella was duly installed in the little attic, and at first she\ndid not come near Jude at all. She went to and fro about her own", "\"Here comes the boy back again,\" continued Arabella. \"My boy and\nJude's!\"\n\nSue's eyes darted a spark. \"You needn't throw that in my face!\" she\ncried.", "\"There--never mind him, deary,\" said she, putting her cheek against\nJude's. \"Come up and wash your face, and just put yourself tidy, and\noff we'll go. Make it up with Father.\"", "This was Arabella's boy. With her usual carelessness, she had\npostponed writing to Jude about him till the eve of his landing,", "One day he received a surprise. Mrs. Edlin came to see him, quite\non her own account. Jude's wife, whose feelings as to where his", "They had now reached the house of the parish clerk. Sue stood back,\nwhile her lover went up to the door. His hand was raised to knock\nwhen she said: \"Jude!\"\n\nHe looked round.", "Jude looked up. Could she possibly know of that morning performance\nof his with Arabella; which in a few months had ceased to be a\nmarriage more completely than by death? He saw that she did not.", "and Sue, grieved, expressed her indignation to Jude aloft. The child\nwent into the churchyard, and Sue returned to her work. Meanwhile", "\"But I shall go,\" said Jude. \"Don't attempt to detain me, Sue. God\nknows I love her little enough now, but I don't want to be cruel to\nher.\" He turned to the stairs.", "That the twain were happy--between their times of sadness--was\nindubitable. And when the unexpected apparition of Jude's child\nin the house had shown itself to be no such disturbing event as it", "\"Oh, Jude--I am so glad--to meet you like this!\" she said in quick,\nuneven accents not far from a sob. Then she flushed as she observed\nhis thought that they had not met since her marriage." ], [ "again opened, and another figure entered--a small one, that of little\nTime, who was crying. Sue had told him where he might find her", "The day of the sale came on; and Sue for the last time cooked her\nown, the child's, and Jude's breakfast in the little house he had", "Father Time shuddered. \"It do seem like the Judgment Day!\" he\nwhispered.\n\n\"They are only learned Doctors,\" said Sue.", "\"Little Father Time is what they always called me. It is a nickname;\nbecause I look so aged, they say.\"", "children on the bed; but the feel of their bodies in the momentary\nhandling seemed to say that they were dead. He caught up Sue, who", "Jude waited all the evening downstairs. At a very late hour the\nintelligence was brought to him that a child had been prematurely\nborn, and that it, like the others, was a corpse.", "A small slow voice rose from the shade of the fireside, as if out of\nthe earth: \"If I was you, Mother, I wouldn't marry Father!\" It came\nfrom little Time, and they started, for they had forgotten him.", "chamber where the children lay. A shriek from Sue suddenly caused\nhim to start round. He saw that the door of the room, or rather", "Sue jumped up and went out. Jude followed her, and found her in the\nouthouse, crying.", "paced three centuries earlier. Retracing his steps he found that he\nhad waited too long, and that Sue had gone out into the town at the", "One evening he sat down to share the common meal with Sue and the\nchild as usual. \"I am thinking,\" he said to her, \"that I'll hold on", "\"My children--are dead--and it is right that they should be! I am\nglad--almost. They were sin-begotten. They were sacrificed to teach", "Christmas had come and passed, and Sue had gone to the Melchester\nNormal School. The time was just the worst in the year for Jude to", "Their little business was soon done, and the twain and their friends\nstraggled out, one of the witnesses saying casually to Jude and Sue\nin passing, as if he had known them before: \"See the couple just", "He found the way to the little lane, and knocked at the door of\nJude's house. Jude had just retired to bed, and Sue was about to\nenter her chamber adjoining when she heard the knock and came down.", "curiosity. Sue had declared that she would follow the two little\nones to the grave, but at the last moment she gave way, and the\ncoffins were quietly carried out of the house while she was lying", "While they waited big drops of rain fell on their heads and\nshoulders, and the delay grew tedious. Sue again wished not to stay.\n\n\"They won't be long now,\" said Jude, without turning his head.", "\"You are getting tired, Sue. Oh--I forgot, darling! Yes, we'll go\non at once.\"", "Sue ran up to Jude's room and told him, and he hurried down as soon\nas he could, though to her impatience he seemed long.\n\n\"What--is it he--so soon?\" she asked as Jude came.", "Half-paralyzed by the strange and consummate horror of the scene, he\nlet Sue lie, cut the cords with his pocket-knife and threw the three" ], [ "\"Marrying Arabella again. It was in the Alfredston paper. She has\nnever been other than yours, Jude--in a proper sense. And therefore", "Arabella, meanwhile, had gone back. The evening passed, and Jude\ndid not return. At half-past nine Arabella herself went out, first", "Jude did not get any better, and one day he requested Arabella, with\nconsiderable hesitation, to execute a commission for him. She asked\nhim indifferently what it was.\n\n\"To write to Sue.\"", "Jude looked up. Could she possibly know of that morning performance\nof his with Arabella; which in a few months had ceased to be a\nmarriage more completely than by death? He saw that she did not.", "her on their wedding-day. On the back was still to be read, \"_Jude\nto Arabella_,\" with the date. She must have thrown it in with the\nrest of her property at the auction.", "Arabella was duly installed in the little attic, and at first she\ndid not come near Jude at all. She went to and fro about her own", "Almost as soon as the words were spoken Jude sprang from the chair,\nand before Arabella knew where she was he had her on her back upon a\nlittle couch which stood there, he kneeling above her.", "\"I've got a bargain for my trouble in marrying thee over\nagain!\" Arabella was saying to him. \"I shall have to keep 'ee", "\"Oh Jude--it was, it WAS Arabella!\" cried Sue, covering her eyes\nwith her hand. \"And I am so miserable! It seems such an ill omen,", "Jude looked up, and said without surprise: \"You've come to have\nsomething, Arabella? ... I'm trying to forget her: that's all! But", "\"I beg your pardon, Jude, for disturbing you,\" said Arabella humbly.\n\"But I called earlier--I wanted particularly to see you to-night, if\nI could. I am in trouble, and have nobody to help me!\"", "this meretricious contract with Arabella which has been called doing\nthe right thing! And you too--you call yourself Phillotson's wife!\nHIS wife! You are mine.\"", "\"Why!\" said Arabella, affecting dismay. \"You've promised to marry me\nseveral times as we've sat here to-night. These gentlemen have heard\nyou.\"", "Arabella began to cry. \"How do you know it is not too late?\" she\nsaid. \"That's all very well to say! I haven't told you yet!\" and\nshe looked into his face with streaming eyes.", "\"Here comes the boy back again,\" continued Arabella. \"My boy and\nJude's!\"\n\nSue's eyes darted a spark. \"You needn't throw that in my face!\" she\ncried.", "The woman in the rain who spoke thus was Arabella, the evening being\nthat of the day after Sue's remarriage with Phillotson.", "Arabella hesitated. \"No, Jude, I am not,\" she returned. \"He\nwouldn't, after all. And I am in great difficulty. I hope to get", "unvoiced call of woman to man, which was uttered very distinctly\nby Arabella's personality, held Jude to the spot against his\nintention--almost against his will, and in a way new to his", "queer couple, had doubted if they were married at all, especially\nas he had seen Arabella kiss Jude one evening when she had taken a", "This was Arabella's boy. With her usual carelessness, she had\npostponed writing to Jude about him till the eve of his landing," ], [ "It had been in the trembling accents of Sue that these words came.\nJude put on his hat. \"It is dreary for you to be out,\" he said.\n\"But if you prefer not to come in, I don't mind.\"", "affections were centred had reached absolute indifference by\nthis time, went out, leaving the old woman alone with Jude. He\nimpulsively asked how Sue was, and then said bluntly, remembering", "rather kindly to Sue, telling her that not many young women newly\nmarried would have come so far to see a sick old crone like her.\nIn the afternoon Sue prepared to depart, Jude hiring a neighbour to", "Christmas had come and passed, and Sue had gone to the Melchester\nNormal School. The time was just the worst in the year for Jude to", "VII\n\n\nFrom that week Jude Fawley and Sue walked no more in the town of\nAldbrickham.", "He was turning away when he saw a woman looking out of the open\ncasement at a window on the ground floor of the adjacent cottage.\n\"Jude!\" said a voice timidly--Sue's voice. \"It is you--is it not?\"", "Sue was convalescent, though she had hoped for death, and Jude had\nagain obtained work at his old trade. They were in other lodgings", "Then Sue wrote to tell him the day fixed for the wedding; and Jude\ndecided, after inquiry, that she should come into residence on the", "Sue agreed, and went off under cloak and umbrella letting Jude kiss\nher freely, and returning his kisses in a way she had never done", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "Sue, who was regarding the distance, had acquired a guilty look; and\nshe suddenly replied in a tragic voice: \"I don't think I like you\nto-day so well as I did, Jude!\"", "They had now reached the house of the parish clerk. Sue stood back,\nwhile her lover went up to the door. His hand was raised to knock\nwhen she said: \"Jude!\"\n\nHe looked round.", "Jude had kept back his own grief on account of her; but he now\nbroke down; and this stimulated Sue to efforts of sympathy which in", "When Jude came back and sat down to supper Sue seemed moping and\nmiserable. \"Jude,\" she said to him plaintively, at their parting", "\"But I shall go,\" said Jude. \"Don't attempt to detain me, Sue. God\nknows I love her little enough now, but I don't want to be cruel to\nher.\" He turned to the stairs.", "\"No; for lodgings,\" said Jude, coming to himself.\n\nThe householder scrutinized Sue's figure a moment. \"We haven't any\nto let,\" said she, shutting the door.", "Jude was too independent to make any fuss; and the contractor paid\nhim, and left. Jude picked up his tools, and Sue cleansed her brush.\nThen their eyes met.", "He found the way to the little lane, and knocked at the door of\nJude's house. Jude had just retired to bed, and Sue was about to\nenter her chamber adjoining when she heard the knock and came down.", "Sue's kind hostess now returned from church, and there was no more\nintimate conversation. Jude left in the afternoon, hopelessly", "senior any more, learn anything of his pursuits, or even imagine\nagain what excellencies might appertain to his character. On this\nvery day of the schoolmaster's visit Jude was expecting Sue, as she" ], [ "\"I shall put up a headstone,\" said Jude drearily.\n\n\"He was my child, and naturally I feel for him.\"\n\n\"I hope so. We all did.\"", "\"Well--never mind; don't grieve,\" said Jude generously. \"I did\nsuffer, God knows, about you at that time; and now I suffer again.", "experiences. Arabella had been gloomy, but before he left her she\nhad grown brighter. That evening she kept an appointment with Jude,\nwho seemed sad.", "Jude looked up. Could she possibly know of that morning performance\nof his with Arabella; which in a few months had ceased to be a\nmarriage more completely than by death? He saw that she did not.", "Jude had kept back his own grief on account of her; but he now\nbroke down; and this stimulated Sue to efforts of sympathy which in", "Phillotson seemed not to notice, to be surrounded by a mist which\nprevented his seeing the emotions of others. As soon as they had\nsigned their names and come away, and the suspense was over, Jude\nfelt relieved.", "of his death, she would not now have removed, though Jude would fain\nhave got them out of her sight. But whenever he touched them she", "Jude waited all the evening downstairs. At a very late hour the\nintelligence was brought to him that a child had been prematurely\nborn, and that it, like the others, was a corpse.", "further advanced than those of his grammarian. But nobody did come,\nbecause nobody does; and under the crushing recognition of his\ngigantic error Jude continued to wish himself out of the world.", "When Jude came back and sat down to supper Sue seemed moping and\nmiserable. \"Jude,\" she said to him plaintively, at their parting", "III\n\n\nSue's distressful confession recurred to Jude's mind all the night as\nbeing a sorrow indeed.", "and prepared to speak. \"I can see in his face that she is dead,\"\nsaid Jude. \"Poor Aunt Drusilla!\"", "\"To-morrow week. Good-bye--good-bye!\" She stretched out her hand\nand stroked his forehead pitifully--just once. Jude said good-bye,\nand went away into the darkness.", "affections were centred had reached absolute indifference by\nthis time, went out, leaving the old woman alone with Jude. He\nimpulsively asked how Sue was, and then said bluntly, remembering", "and Sue, grieved, expressed her indignation to Jude aloft. The child\nwent into the churchyard, and Sue returned to her work. Meanwhile", "Sue was convalescent, though she had hoped for death, and Jude had\nagain obtained work at his old trade. They were in other lodgings", "and repeat inquiries and remarks that had been made to him by the\nother boys; and cause Sue, and Jude when he heard them, a great deal\nof pain and sadness.", "There was no answer, and the carpenter who kept the lodgings said she\nhad not come in. Jude was puzzled, and became quite alarmed at her", "Sue, who was regarding the distance, had acquired a guilty look; and\nshe suddenly replied in a tragic voice: \"I don't think I like you\nto-day so well as I did, Jude!\"", "\"He do look ill and worn-out, it is true!\" said a woman.\n\nSue's face grew more emotional; but though she stood close to Jude\nshe was screened." ], [ "\"Well, my dearest, the result of all this is that we can marry after\na decent interval.\"\n\n\"Yes; I suppose we can,\" said Sue, without enthusiasm.", "\"Sue--you are married now, you know, like me; and yet we have been in\nsuch a hurry that we have not said a word about it!\"\n\n\"There's no necessity,\" she quickly returned.", "suspicions of the school authorities would be to marry him off-hand,\nas in fulfilment of an ordinary engagement. Sue had, in fact, been\nplaced in an awkward corner. Poor Sue!", "\"Sue!\" he said. Pressing her to him in his arms, he bruised her\nlips with kisses. \"If misery can know happiness, I have a moment's", "Sue hesitated; and then impulsively told the woman that her husband\nand herself had each been unhappy in their first marriages, after", "The man whom Sue, in her mental _volte-face_, was now regarding as\nher inseparable husband, lived still at Marygreen.", "somebody to look to the boy. When they came back they let it be\nunderstood indirectly, and with total indifference and weariness\nof mien, that they were legally married at last. Sue, who had", "\"Yes... But Sue--my wife, as you are!\" he burst out; \"my old\nreproach to you was, after all, a true one. You have never loved me", "in Sue's voice, could read every symptom of her mental condition; and\nhe was convinced that she was unhappy, although she had not been a\nmonth married. But her rushing away thus from home, to see the last", "Her face brightened. \"Yes--so we will!\" said she. And they turned\nfrom the clerk's door, Sue taking his arm and murmuring as they\nwalked on homeward:", "that he would make a kind and considerate husband. That he adored\nSue was obvious; and she could almost be seen to feel that she was\nundeserving his adoration.", "Sue was convalescent, though she had hoped for death, and Jude had\nagain obtained work at his old trade. They were in other lodgings", "Jude was too independent to make any fuss; and the contractor paid\nhim, and left. Jude picked up his tools, and Sue cleansed her brush.\nThen their eyes met.", "Sue's. She was no longer the same as in the independent days, when\nher intellect played like lambent lightning over conventions and\nformalities which he at that time respected, though he did not now.", "\"Perhaps my husband has altered a little since then. I am sure he\nis not proud now!\" And Sue's lips quivered again. \"I am doing this", "\"Oh Jude--it was, it WAS Arabella!\" cried Sue, covering her eyes\nwith her hand. \"And I am so miserable! It seems such an ill omen,", "rather kindly to Sue, telling her that not many young women newly\nmarried would have come so far to see a sick old crone like her.\nIn the afternoon Sue prepared to depart, Jude hiring a neighbour to", "\"She was opposed to marriage, from first to last, you say?\" murmured\nSue.\n\n\"Yes. Particularly for members of our family.\"\n\nHer eyes met his, and remained on him awhile.", "said, \"It can't be! I, a man with a wife, must not know her!\" Still\nSue WAS his own kin, and the fact of his having a wife, even though", "\"I have told you he is asking me to marry him--to make our natural\nmarriage a legal one,\" said Sue, with yet more dignity. \"It was\nquite by my wish that he didn't the moment I was free.\"" ], [ "\"Jude Fawley--also a scholar of yours--at least a night scholar--for\nsome little time, I think? And known to you afterwards, if I am not\nmistaken.\"", "Ever since his first ecstasy or vision of Christminster and its\npossibilities, Jude had meditated much and curiously on the probable", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "construction, as he would have used a comrade or tutor who should\nhave happened to be passing by. And though Jude may have had little\nchance of becoming a scholar by these rough and ready means, he was", "They told him it was a red brick building some little way further on.\nAlso that the gentleman himself had just passed along the street not\nfive minutes before.\n\n\"Which way?\" asked Jude with alacrity.", "Meanwhile the young woman had knocked at the office door and asked if\nMr. Jude Fawley was at work in the yard. It so happened that Jude", "Phillotson's suit was not exactly prospering, evidently; and Jude\nfelt unreasonably glad. He packed up his things and went to\nMelchester with a lighter heart than he had known for months.", "\"I want to learn Latin and Greek myself.\"\n\n\"A lofty desire. You must get a grammar of each tongue.\"\n\n\"I mean to go to Christminster some day.\"", "\"Just what we thought! Such places be not for such as you--only for\nthem with plenty o' money.\"\n\n\"There you are wrong,\" said Jude, with some bitterness. \"They are\nfor such ones!\"", "further advanced than those of his grammarian. But nobody did come,\nbecause nobody does; and under the crushing recognition of his\ngigantic error Jude continued to wish himself out of the world.", "of heel served to lift him along; and Jude, the incipient scholar,\nprospective D.D., professor, bishop, or what not, felt himself", "business, which, when they met for a moment on the stairs or in the\npassage, she informed him was that of obtaining another place in\nthe occupation she understood best. When Jude suggested London as", "\"It was out at Marygreen,\" said Jude, wishing he had not come.\n\n\"Yes. I was there a short time. And is this an old pupil, too?\"", "Jude Fawley had taken up his lodging since his division from Sue. A\ntimid knock sounded upon the door of his abode.", "once occurred to me before our marriage--that you were in love, and\nare in love, with Jude Fawley!\"", "The next day Jude Fawley was pausing in his bedroom with the sloping\nceiling, looking at the books on the table, and then at the black\nmark on the plaster above them, made by the smoke of his lamp in past\nmonths.", "VII\n\n\nFrom that week Jude Fawley and Sue walked no more in the town of\nAldbrickham.", "Jude Fawley, with the self-conceit, effrontery, and _aplomb_ of\na strong-brained fellow in liquor, threw in his remarks somewhat", "kept on very short allowances in the college, and a dinner, tea, and\nsupper all in one was the present she most desired in the world.\nJude thereupon took her to an inn and ordered whatever the house", "a training-school, with mullioned and transomed windows, and a\ncourtyard in front shut in from the road by a wall. Jude opened the" ], [ "\"Christminster is out across there, by that clump. You can see\nit--at least you can on a clear day. Ah, no, you can't now.\"", "spires, domes, freestone-work, and varied outlines that were faintly\nrevealed. It was Christminster, unquestionably; either directly\nseen, or miraged in the peculiar atmosphere.", "\"Lord! you ought to know where the city of Christminster is. Near a\nscore of miles from here. It is a place much too good for you ever\nto have much to do with, poor boy, I'm a-thinking.\"", "\"Yes. They are reminiscences of the Christminster Colleges.\nTraceried windows, and cloisters, you see. It was a whim of his\nto do them in pastry.\"", "\"Of course Christminster is a sort of fixed vision with him, which\nI suppose he'll never be cured of believing in. He still thinks it", "Christminster, having fortunately been left untouched. To get to\nMarygreen, therefore, his only course was walking; and the distance\nbeing nearly twenty miles, he had ample time to complete on the way", "\"Christminster? Oh, well, out by there yonder; though I've never bin\nthere--not I. I've never had any business at such a place.\"", "\"The place I mean is that one yonder.\" He was getting so\nromantically attached to Christminster that, like a young lover", "\"I wanted to know where the city of Christminster is, if you please.\"", "Christminster, though they knew little of Christ or Minster.\nThat was one of the humours of things. The floating population\nof students and teachers, who did know both in a way, were not", "think I did know a little about Christminster!\"", "for so long. But one thing and another had made him think a great\ndeal of Christminster lately, and, if she didn't mind, he would like", "inscription it bore was: \"Model of Cardinal College, Christminster;\nby J. Fawley and S. F. M. Bridehead.\"", "A little further on was the summit whence Christminster, or what he\nhad taken for that city, had seemed to be visible. A milestone, now", "languages. In fact, his disappointment at the nature of those\ntongues had, after a while, been the means of still further\nglorifying the erudition of Christminster. To acquire languages,", "\"I s'pose you've been to Christminster, Physician?\"\n\n\"I have--many times,\" replied the long thin man. \"That's one of my\ncentres.\"", "vicar knows him. He was brought up and educated in Christminster\ntraditions, which accounts for the quality of the piece. I think he", "of the very men Christminster was intended for when the colleges\nwere founded; a man with a passion for learning, but no money, or\nopportunities, or friends. But you were elbowed off the pavement", "He called at his lodging in Christminster, where he found awaiting\nhim a note of dismissal from his employer; and having packed up he\nturned his back upon the city that had been such a thorn in his", "She winced at the hit; then said curiously, \"When did you see her?\"\n\n\"When I was at Christminster.\"" ], [ "\"I have acquired quite an average student's power to read the\ncommon ancient classics, Latin in particular.\" This was true,\nJude possessing a facility in that language which enabled him with", "Its interior was the scene of most of Jude's education by \"private\nstudy.\" As soon as the horse had learnt the road and the houses", "languages. In fact, his disappointment at the nature of those\ntongues had, after a while, been the means of still further\nglorifying the erudition of Christminster. To acquire languages,", "construction, as he would have used a comrade or tutor who should\nhave happened to be passing by. And though Jude may have had little\nchance of becoming a scholar by these rough and ready means, he was", "business, he offered his services to this man for a trifling wage.\nHere Jude had the opportunity of learning at least the rudiments of\nfreestone-working. Some time later he went to a church-builder in", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "The rain was keeping everybody indoors; Jude crossed the green to the\nchurch without observation, and found the building open. Here he\nstood, looking forth at the school, whence he could hear the usual", "Jude found himself speaking out loud, holding conversations with\nthem as it were, like an actor in a melodrama who apostrophizes the", "In the afternoon Arabella met and walked with Jude, who had now\nfor weeks ceased to look into a book of Greek, Latin, or any other", "\"I want to learn Latin and Greek myself.\"\n\n\"A lofty desire. You must get a grammar of each tongue.\"\n\n\"I mean to go to Christminster some day.\"", "It keeps him out of mischty. Why do ye turn away, Jude?\" she\ncontinued, as the boy, feeling the impact of their glances like slaps\nupon his face, moved aside.", "of heel served to lift him along; and Jude, the incipient scholar,\nprospective D.D., professor, bishop, or what not, felt himself", "\"And you talk so, too,\" said Sue tenderly. \"It is strange, Jude,\nthat these preternaturally old boys almost always come from new\ncountries. But what were you christened?\"", "been while Jude's appearance and address deceived him as to his\nposition and pursuits. Jude stammered out something about his", "\"My poor Jude--how you've missed everything!--you more than I, for\nI did get you! To think you should know that by your unassisted\nreading, and yet be in poverty and despair!\"", "Jude went out, and, feeling more than ever his existence to be an\nundemanded one, he lay down upon his back on a heap of litter near", "which Jude knew nothing whatever, so influenced the schoolmaster that\nhe said he would engage her, assuring Jude as a friend that unless\nhis cousin really meant to follow on in the same course, and regarded", "Jude flung down the books, lay backward along the broad trunk of the\nelm, and was an utterly miserable boy for the space of a quarter of", "Ever since his first ecstasy or vision of Christminster and its\npossibilities, Jude had meditated much and curiously on the probable", "herself lest she should endanger a coming life. Her inquiries were\nincessant, and at last Jude came down and told her there was no hope." ], [ "\"We'll have him christened,\" said Jude; and privately to Sue: \"The\nday we are married.\" Yet the advent of the child disturbed him.", "She had touched the subject at last. \"I had a suspicion, a fear,\"\nsaid Jude, \"that he--cared about you rather warmly, and perhaps\nwanted to marry you.\"", "Noting her dissembled distress Jude kissed her, and said it was time\nto go and see if the lodgings were ready. He would go on with the\nboy, and fetch her soon.", "There was a silence. An inconvenient sympathy seemed to be rising in\nJude's breast at the appeal. \"But aren't you married?\" he said.", "\"No, no!\" said Jude aghast. \"I thought you understood? I mean that\nwere I in a position to marry her, or someone, and settle down,\ninstead of living in lodgings here and there, I should be glad!\"", "\"And I'll arrange for our marriage to-morrow, or as soon as ever you\nwish.\"\n\n\"Yes, Jude.\"", "\"No, you are not Mrs. Phillotson,\" murmured Jude. \"You are dear,\nfree Sue Bridehead, only you don't know it! Wifedom has not yet", "Then Sue wrote to tell him the day fixed for the wedding; and Jude\ndecided, after inquiry, that she should come into residence on the", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "\"Now, dear,\" said Jude gaily at breakfast; \"as this is Saturday\nI mean to call about the banns at once, so as to get the first", "\"Let me take your hand, darling,\" said Jude. \"You are getting out of\nbreath.\" She gave him her now hot hand with apparent willingness,\nand they trotted along together.", "She would not let him. The man came round with the trap, and Jude\nhelped her into it, perhaps with unnecessary attention, for she\nlooked at him prohibitively.", "\"He's filling them in, and he shan't till I've seen my little ones\nagain!\" she cried wildly when she saw Jude. \"I want to see them once", "\"Poor thing! I must do her the kindness of hearing what's the\nmatter, I suppose,\" said Jude in much perplexity. \"As she's going\nback to-morrow it can't make much difference.\"", "\"Marrying Arabella again. It was in the Alfredston paper. She has\nnever been other than yours, Jude--in a proper sense. And therefore", "Without relinquishing her hold of Jude's hand she swerved aside and\nflung herself down on the sod under a stunted thorn, precipitately\npulling Jude on to his knees at the same time.", "\"Oh very well, I'm ready,\" said her father, getting up and shaking\nhimself.\n\n\"Now, old darling,\" she said to Jude. \"Come along, as you promised.\"", "\"Does it really seem so to you?\" said she, smiling with quick\ncuriosity. \"Well, that's strange; but I feel just the same about\nyou, Jude. When you are gone away I seem such a coldhearted--\"", "They had now reached the house of the parish clerk. Sue stood back,\nwhile her lover went up to the door. His hand was raised to knock\nwhen she said: \"Jude!\"\n\nHe looked round.", "She looked at him. \"Oh Jude!\" Sue bent her forehead against the\ncorner of the compartment. \"I thought you might do it; and that I\nwas deceiving you. But I didn't mean that!\"" ], [ "With the money he had earned he shifted his lodgings to a yet more\ncentral part of the town. But Arabella saw that he was not likely", "Arabella, however, felt that all these make-shifts were temporary;\nshe had gained a husband; that was the thing--a husband with a lot", "Arabella, meanwhile, had gone back. The evening passed, and Jude\ndid not return. At half-past nine Arabella herself went out, first", "Arabella took his purse, softly left the room, and putting on her\noutdoor things went off to the lodgings she and he had quitted the\nevening before.", "The woman in the rain who spoke thus was Arabella, the evening being\nthat of the day after Sue's remarriage with Phillotson.", "Arabella began to cry. \"How do you know it is not too late?\" she\nsaid. \"That's all very well to say! I haven't told you yet!\" and\nshe looked into his face with streaming eyes.", "only husband, and that she belonged to nobody else in the sight of\nGod A'mighty while he lived. Perhaps another woman feels the same\nabout herself, too!\" Arabella sighed again.", "\"You may assume it. He is obtaining a divorce from his wife\nArabella.\"\n\n\"His wife! It is altogether news to me that he has a wife.\"\n\n\"It was a bad marriage.\"", "Arabella was duly installed in the little attic, and at first she\ndid not come near Jude at all. She went to and fro about her own", "\"I lost him; but not as you think,\" said Arabella dryly. \"The\nlawyers untied us. There he is, look, alive and lusty; along with\nthat young woman, entering the art exhibition.\"", "\"Your marrying that woman Arabella was about as bad a thing as a man\ncould possibly do for himself by trying hard. But she's gone to", "But that sense was only temporary: Arabella soon re-asserted her\nsway in his soul. He walked as if he felt himself to be another man", "\"What do you want me to do?\" gasped Arabella.\n\n\"Promise never to speak of her.\"\n\n\"Very well. I do.\"", "Arabella looked towards her father. \"Now, Mr. Fawley be honourable,\"\nsaid Donn. \"You and my daughter have been living here together these", "had seen no more of her. Phillotson was on his way homeward when he\nencountered Arabella, and she was approaching the town.", "\"Well--it's been awfully good,\" cried Arabella. \"But I think I must\nget back to my poor man. Father is there, so far as I know; but I\nhad better get back.\"", "\"Yes... Dear me! Arabella not in the depths of London, but down\nhere! It is only a little over a dozen miles across the country to\nAlfredston. What is she doing there?\"", "had gone through him; but the conjuncture could not be helped.\nArabella was perhaps an intended intervention to punish him for his\nunauthorized love. Passing the evening, therefore, in a desultory", "spent in Arabella's company. There was something rude and immoral\nin thrusting these recent facts of his life upon the mind of one who,", "Meanwhile Arabella, in her journey to discover what was going on,\ntook a short cut down a narrow street and through an obscure nook" ], [ "Jude then dropped behind, waited a few minutes to recover breath,\nand went home with a consciousness of having struck a blow for\nChristminster.", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "Ever since his first ecstasy or vision of Christminster and its\npossibilities, Jude had meditated much and curiously on the probable", "He called at his lodging in Christminster, where he found awaiting\nhim a note of dismissal from his employer; and having packed up he\nturned his back upon the city that had been such a thorn in his", "The place was the door of Jude's lodging in the out-skirts of\nChristminster--far from the precincts of St. Silas' where he had", "return from Christminster, where she had stayed much longer than she\nhad at first intended, keeping an interested eye on Jude, though Jude", "\"Admiring their own work,\" said Arabella. \"How like Jude--always\nthinking of colleges and Christminster, instead of attending to his\nbusiness!\"", "kept on very short allowances in the college, and a dinner, tea, and\nsupper all in one was the present she most desired in the world.\nJude thereupon took her to an inn and ordered whatever the house", "Meanwhile the young woman had knocked at the office door and asked if\nMr. Jude Fawley was at work in the yard. It so happened that Jude", "Phillotson's suit was not exactly prospering, evidently; and Jude\nfelt unreasonably glad. He packed up his things and went to\nMelchester with a lighter heart than he had known for months.", "They told him it was a red brick building some little way further on.\nAlso that the gentleman himself had just passed along the street not\nfive minutes before.\n\n\"Which way?\" asked Jude with alacrity.", "Jude joined him, and they both withdrew from the other workmen to the\nspot where Phillotson had been sitting. Jude offered him a piece of", "A bargain as to terms was struck, and Jude came indoors. \"There, you\nsee,\" he said cheerfully. \"One more job yet, at any rate, and you", "On the self-same evening Jude sat in his lodgings by the Close Gate.\nOften at this hour after dusk he would enter the silent Close, and", "construction, as he would have used a comrade or tutor who should\nhave happened to be passing by. And though Jude may have had little\nchance of becoming a scholar by these rough and ready means, he was", "As it would be necessary that he should continue for a time to work\nat his trade while reading up Divinity, which he had neglected at\nChristminster for the ordinary classical grind, what better course", "accident that he was living in Christminster, and reproached him with\nnot letting her know. They might have had such nice times together,\nshe said, for she was thrown much upon herself, and had hardly any", "\"Jude Fawley--also a scholar of yours--at least a night scholar--for\nsome little time, I think? And known to you afterwards, if I am not\nmistaken.\"", "of the very men Christminster was intended for when the colleges\nwere founded; a man with a passion for learning, but no money, or\nopportunities, or friends. But you were elbowed off the pavement", "They had met, as usual, to breakfast together in the little house\nwith Jude's name on it, that he had taken at fifteen pounds a year," ], [ "and as her engagement in Christminster was only temporary, she had\njust gone to join him as he urged. She could not help feeling that\nshe belonged to him more than to Jude, since she had properly married", "\"Does it really seem so to you?\" said she, smiling with quick\ncuriosity. \"Well, that's strange; but I feel just the same about\nyou, Jude. When you are gone away I seem such a coldhearted--\"", "once occurred to me before our marriage--that you were in love, and\nare in love, with Jude Fawley!\"", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "return from Christminster, where she had stayed much longer than she\nhad at first intended, keeping an interested eye on Jude, though Jude", "\"Still harping on Christminster--even in his cakes!\" laughed\nArabella. \"Just like Jude. A ruling passion. What a queer fellow\nhe is, and always will be!\"", "kept on very short allowances in the college, and a dinner, tea, and\nsupper all in one was the present she most desired in the world.\nJude thereupon took her to an inn and ordered whatever the house", "wanted something to love. Some men would have rushed incontinently\nto her, snatched the pleasure of easy friendship which she could\nhardly refuse, and have left the rest to chance. Not so Jude--at", "He was turning away when he saw a woman looking out of the open\ncasement at a window on the ground floor of the adjacent cottage.\n\"Jude!\" said a voice timidly--Sue's voice. \"It is you--is it not?\"", "gone up to Christminster now remaining with him. He was mentally\napproaching the position which Sue had occupied when he first met\nher.", "university. Jude was extremely, morbidly, curious about her life as\nPhillotson's _protégée_ and betrothed; yet she would not enlighten\nhim.", "\"But I shall go,\" said Jude. \"Don't attempt to detain me, Sue. God\nknows I love her little enough now, but I don't want to be cruel to\nher.\" He turned to the stairs.", "Ever since his first ecstasy or vision of Christminster and its\npossibilities, Jude had meditated much and curiously on the probable", "\"No, you are not Mrs. Phillotson,\" murmured Jude. \"You are dear,\nfree Sue Bridehead, only you don't know it! Wifedom has not yet", "Arabella was duly installed in the little attic, and at first she\ndid not come near Jude at all. She went to and fro about her own", "Jude's household possessions, and also the few of Arabella's things\nwhich she had taken to the lodging for her short sojourn there.\nJude was in such physical pain from his unfortunate break-down of", "They had now reached the house of the parish clerk. Sue stood back,\nwhile her lover went up to the door. His hand was raised to knock\nwhen she said: \"Jude!\"\n\nHe looked round.", "On the day before the tragedy of the children, Phillotson had seen\nboth her and Jude as they stood in the rain at Christminster watching", "She had touched the subject at last. \"I had a suspicion, a fear,\"\nsaid Jude, \"that he--cared about you rather warmly, and perhaps\nwanted to marry you.\"", "\"Admiring their own work,\" said Arabella. \"How like Jude--always\nthinking of colleges and Christminster, instead of attending to his\nbusiness!\"" ], [ "\"No, you are not Mrs. Phillotson,\" murmured Jude. \"You are dear,\nfree Sue Bridehead, only you don't know it! Wifedom has not yet", "rather kindly to Sue, telling her that not many young women newly\nmarried would have come so far to see a sick old crone like her.\nIn the afternoon Sue prepared to depart, Jude hiring a neighbour to", "Then Sue wrote to tell him the day fixed for the wedding; and Jude\ndecided, after inquiry, that she should come into residence on the", "\"We'll have him christened,\" said Jude; and privately to Sue: \"The\nday we are married.\" Yet the advent of the child disturbed him.", "They had now reached the house of the parish clerk. Sue stood back,\nwhile her lover went up to the door. His hand was raised to knock\nwhen she said: \"Jude!\"\n\nHe looked round.", "Jude would not be strong-minded enough to keep away from his cousin\nSue Bridehead and her relations. Sue's father, his aunt believed,", "He was turning away when he saw a woman looking out of the open\ncasement at a window on the ground floor of the adjacent cottage.\n\"Jude!\" said a voice timidly--Sue's voice. \"It is you--is it not?\"", "Their little business was soon done, and the twain and their friends\nstraggled out, one of the witnesses saying casually to Jude and Sue\nin passing, as if he had known them before: \"See the couple just", "She had touched the subject at last. \"I had a suspicion, a fear,\"\nsaid Jude, \"that he--cared about you rather warmly, and perhaps\nwanted to marry you.\"", "allowed him to give Sue her liberty now enabled him to regard her\nas none the worse for her life with Jude. He wished for her still,", "VII\n\n\nFrom that week Jude Fawley and Sue walked no more in the town of\nAldbrickham.", "supper, and every girl's thought was, Where is Sue Bridehead? Some\nof the students, who had seen Jude from the window, felt that they", "senior any more, learn anything of his pursuits, or even imagine\nagain what excellencies might appertain to his character. On this\nvery day of the schoolmaster's visit Jude was expecting Sue, as she", "Sue, who was regarding the distance, had acquired a guilty look; and\nshe suddenly replied in a tragic voice: \"I don't think I like you\nto-day so well as I did, Jude!\"", "Jude was too independent to make any fuss; and the contractor paid\nhim, and left. Jude picked up his tools, and Sue cleansed her brush.\nThen their eyes met.", "and as her engagement in Christminster was only temporary, she had\njust gone to join him as he urged. She could not help feeling that\nshe belonged to him more than to Jude, since she had properly married", "\"But I shall go,\" said Jude. \"Don't attempt to detain me, Sue. God\nknows I love her little enough now, but I don't want to be cruel to\nher.\" He turned to the stairs.", "There was a silence. An inconvenient sympathy seemed to be rising in\nJude's breast at the appeal. \"But aren't you married?\" he said.", "\"This is one of your wedding-presents to me,\" she said, signifying\nthe latter.\n\n\"Yes,\" said Jude.", "When Sue reached home Jude was awaiting her at the door to take the\ninitial step towards their marriage. She clasped his arm, and they" ], [ "Little Time--for though he was formally turned into \"Jude,\" the apt\nnickname stuck to him--would come home from school in the evening,", "\"Well, my boy?\" said the latter abstractedly.\n\n\"I've come,\" said Jude.\n\n\"You? who are you? Oh yes--to be sure! Got any orders, lad?\"", "\"Oh--your name is not Jude, then?\" said his father with some\ndisappointment.\n\nThe boy shook his head. \"Never heerd on it.\"", "Jude looked discomfited, and the boy distressed. \"Now, Jude,\" said\nSue, \"let me try. You don't know the way.\"", "This was Arabella's boy. With her usual carelessness, she had\npostponed writing to Jude about him till the eve of his landing,", "\"We'll have him christened,\" said Jude; and privately to Sue: \"The\nday we are married.\" Yet the advent of the child disturbed him.", "\"He's filling them in, and he shan't till I've seen my little ones\nagain!\" she cried wildly when she saw Jude. \"I want to see them once", "They had met, as usual, to breakfast together in the little house\nwith Jude's name on it, that he had taken at fifteen pounds a year,", "\"Here comes the boy back again,\" continued Arabella. \"My boy and\nJude's!\"\n\nSue's eyes darted a spark. \"You needn't throw that in my face!\" she\ncried.", "\"I shall put up a headstone,\" said Jude drearily.\n\n\"He was my child, and naturally I feel for him.\"\n\n\"I hope so. We all did.\"", "She scrutinized the child's features, and suddenly went away into the\nlittle sitting-room adjoining. Jude lifted the boy to a level with", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "\"There--never mind him, deary,\" said she, putting her cheek against\nJude's. \"Come up and wash your face, and just put yourself tidy, and\noff we'll go. Make it up with Father.\"", "\"To-morrow week. Good-bye--good-bye!\" She stretched out her hand\nand stroked his forehead pitifully--just once. Jude said good-bye,\nand went away into the darkness.", "\"And you talk so, too,\" said Sue tenderly. \"It is strange, Jude,\nthat these preternaturally old boys almost always come from new\ncountries. But what were you christened?\"", "\"But I shall go,\" said Jude. \"Don't attempt to detain me, Sue. God\nknows I love her little enough now, but I don't want to be cruel to\nher.\" He turned to the stairs.", "\"Is it Jude? Yes, it is! My dear, dear cousin, what's the matter?\"", "Their little business was soon done, and the twain and their friends\nstraggled out, one of the witnesses saying casually to Jude and Sue\nin passing, as if he had known them before: \"See the couple just", "Noting her dissembled distress Jude kissed her, and said it was time\nto go and see if the lodgings were ready. He would go on with the\nboy, and fetch her soon.", "\"Ah, no!\" said Jude. \"I am almost as far off that as ever.\"\n\n\"How so?\"\n\nJude slapped his pocket." ], [ "\"Little Father Time is what they always called me. It is a nickname;\nbecause I look so aged, they say.\"", "again opened, and another figure entered--a small one, that of little\nTime, who was crying. Sue had told him where he might find her", "A small slow voice rose from the shade of the fireside, as if out of\nthe earth: \"If I was you, Mother, I wouldn't marry Father!\" It came\nfrom little Time, and they started, for they had forgotten him.", "seemed to be starved away by placing her present case in the same\ncategory. She was usually leading little Father Time by the hand,\nand fancied that people thought him hers, and regarded the intended", "Father Time shuddered. \"It do seem like the Judgment Day!\" he\nwhispered.\n\n\"They are only learned Doctors,\" said Sue.", "\"Yes, I do. You be the woman I thought wer my mother for a bit, till\nI found you wasn't,\" replied Father Time, who had learned to use the\nWessex tongue quite naturally by now.", "\"He's filling them in, and he shan't till I've seen my little ones\nagain!\" she cried wildly when she saw Jude. \"I want to see them once", "herself again and came down, and they all sat by the fire till a late\nhour--Father Time included; though, as he never spoke, they were\nhardly conscious of him.", "\"What--to commit suicide?\"\n\n\"Certainly.\"\n\n\"Well, I'm blest! Kill yourself for a woman.\"", "When Jude had seen the two little boxes--one containing little Jude,\nand the other the two smallest--deposited in the earth he hastened", "Almost half an hour passed, and the rabbit repeated its cry. Jude\ncould rest no longer till he had put it out of its pain, so dressing", "\"Thank God!\" Jude said. \"He's dead.\"", "\"My children--are dead--and it is right that they should be! I am\nglad--almost. They were sin-begotten. They were sacrificed to teach", "Jude waited all the evening downstairs. At a very late hour the\nintelligence was brought to him that a child had been prematurely\nborn, and that it, like the others, was a corpse.", "before. Times had decidedly changed. \"The little bird is caught at\nlast!\" she said, a sadness showing in her smile.", "was her seducer--poor little girl! And she's gone--and I don't care\nabout myself! Do what you like with me! ... And yet she did it for", "\"Oh very well, I'm ready,\" said her father, getting up and shaking\nhimself.\n\n\"Now, old darling,\" she said to Jude. \"Come along, as you promised.\"", "often, he said. He came home merely to die. His death caused a\nterrible remorse in me for my cruelty--though I hope he died of", "Testament by half-past five. It was nine o'clock when, with another\nembrace, he stood to deliver her up at her father's door.", "\"Say another word of that sort,\" he whispered, \"and I'll kill\nyou--here and now! I've everything to gain by it--my own death not" ], [ "\"Lord! you ought to know where the city of Christminster is. Near a\nscore of miles from here. It is a place much too good for you ever\nto have much to do with, poor boy, I'm a-thinking.\"", "\"Christminster is out across there, by that clump. You can see\nit--at least you can on a clear day. Ah, no, you can't now.\"", "Christminster, having fortunately been left untouched. To get to\nMarygreen, therefore, his only course was walking; and the distance\nbeing nearly twenty miles, he had ample time to complete on the way", "He called at his lodging in Christminster, where he found awaiting\nhim a note of dismissal from his employer; and having packed up he\nturned his back upon the city that had been such a thorn in his", "\"I wanted to know where the city of Christminster is, if you please.\"", "spires, domes, freestone-work, and varied outlines that were faintly\nrevealed. It was Christminster, unquestionably; either directly\nseen, or miraged in the peculiar atmosphere.", "\"Christminster? Oh, well, out by there yonder; though I've never bin\nthere--not I. I've never had any business at such a place.\"", "\"Of course Christminster is a sort of fixed vision with him, which\nI suppose he'll never be cured of believing in. He still thinks it", "\"I s'pose you've been to Christminster, Physician?\"\n\n\"I have--many times,\" replied the long thin man. \"That's one of my\ncentres.\"", "languages. In fact, his disappointment at the nature of those\ntongues had, after a while, been the means of still further\nglorifying the erudition of Christminster. To acquire languages,", "\"The place I mean is that one yonder.\" He was getting so\nromantically attached to Christminster that, like a young lover", "for so long. But one thing and another had made him think a great\ndeal of Christminster lately, and, if she didn't mind, he would like", "A little further on was the summit whence Christminster, or what he\nhad taken for that city, had seemed to be visible. A milestone, now", "accident that he was living in Christminster, and reproached him with\nnot letting her know. They might have had such nice times together,\nshe said, for she was thrown much upon herself, and had hardly any", "\"Lord, no! You didn't grow up hereabout, or you wouldn't ask such as\nthat. We've never had anything to do with folk in Christminster, nor\nfolk in Christminster with we.\"", "The letter, he perceived, bore a London postmark instead of the\nChristminster one. Arabella informed him that a few days after their", "\"Why must you leave Christminster?\" he said regretfully. \"How can\nyou do otherwise than cling to a city in whose history such men as\nNewman, Pusey, Ward, Keble, loom so large!\"", "She winced at the hit; then said curiously, \"When did you see her?\"\n\n\"When I was at Christminster.\"", "Christminster, though they knew little of Christ or Minster.\nThat was one of the humours of things. The floating population\nof students and teachers, who did know both in a way, were not", "The small child squared its mouth and cried silently, with an\ninstinct that trouble loomed. The boy sighed. \"I don't like\nChristminster!\" he said. \"Are the great old houses gaols?\"" ], [ "\"Marrying Arabella again. It was in the Alfredston paper. She has\nnever been other than yours, Jude--in a proper sense. And therefore", "Jude did not get any better, and one day he requested Arabella, with\nconsiderable hesitation, to execute a commission for him. She asked\nhim indifferently what it was.\n\n\"To write to Sue.\"", "Arabella, meanwhile, had gone back. The evening passed, and Jude\ndid not return. At half-past nine Arabella herself went out, first", "Almost as soon as the words were spoken Jude sprang from the chair,\nand before Arabella knew where she was he had her on her back upon a\nlittle couch which stood there, he kneeling above her.", "her on their wedding-day. On the back was still to be read, \"_Jude\nto Arabella_,\" with the date. She must have thrown it in with the\nrest of her property at the auction.", "Arabella was duly installed in the little attic, and at first she\ndid not come near Jude at all. She went to and fro about her own", "Jude looked up. Could she possibly know of that morning performance\nof his with Arabella; which in a few months had ceased to be a\nmarriage more completely than by death? He saw that she did not.", "\"Why!\" said Arabella, affecting dismay. \"You've promised to marry me\nseveral times as we've sat here to-night. These gentlemen have heard\nyou.\"", "\"And I'll arrange for our marriage to-morrow, or as soon as ever you\nwish.\"\n\n\"Yes, Jude.\"", "\"Oh Jude--it was, it WAS Arabella!\" cried Sue, covering her eyes\nwith her hand. \"And I am so miserable! It seems such an ill omen,", "Jude looked up, and said without surprise: \"You've come to have\nsomething, Arabella? ... I'm trying to forget her: that's all! But", "\"I beg your pardon, Jude, for disturbing you,\" said Arabella humbly.\n\"But I called earlier--I wanted particularly to see you to-night, if\nI could. I am in trouble, and have nobody to help me!\"", "\"Thanks, Arabella,\" said Jude without a smile. \"But I don't want\nanything more than I've had.\" The fact was that her unexpected", "\"I've got a bargain for my trouble in marrying thee over\nagain!\" Arabella was saying to him. \"I shall have to keep 'ee", "unvoiced call of woman to man, which was uttered very distinctly\nby Arabella's personality, held Jude to the spot against his\nintention--almost against his will, and in a way new to his", "Arabella, however, felt that all these make-shifts were temporary;\nshe had gained a husband; that was the thing--a husband with a lot", "\"Yes, dear,\" said Jude. \"What do you want, Arabella?\" he inquired.", "Arabella hesitated. \"No, Jude, I am not,\" she returned. \"He\nwouldn't, after all. And I am in great difficulty. I hope to get", "Arabella's parents being among them, declared that it was the sort of\nconduct they would have expected of such an honest young man as Jude\nin reparation of the wrong he had done his innocent sweetheart. The", "\"Your marrying that woman Arabella was about as bad a thing as a man\ncould possibly do for himself by trying hard. But she's gone to" ], [ "At sight of this Sue's nerves utterly gave way, an awful conviction\nthat her discourse with the boy had been the main cause of the", "\"Oh Jude--it was, it WAS Arabella!\" cried Sue, covering her eyes\nwith her hand. \"And I am so miserable! It seems such an ill omen,", "\"Yes, Sue,\" he said simply; \"I am to blame--more than you think. I\nwas quite aware that you did not suspect till within the last meeting", "Sue, who was regarding the distance, had acquired a guilty look; and\nshe suddenly replied in a tragic voice: \"I don't think I like you\nto-day so well as I did, Jude!\"", "his sad attachment to Sue. Though Arabella's word was absolutely\nuntrustworthy, he thought there might be some truth in her\nimplication that she had not wished to disturb him, and had really", "probability held by the parents later on, when they were able to\nreason on the case, was that the elder boy, on waking, looked into\nthe outer room for Sue, and, finding her absent, was thrown into a", "\"Sue!\" he said. Pressing her to him in his arms, he bruised her\nlips with kisses. \"If misery can know happiness, I have a moment's", "\"Here comes the boy back again,\" continued Arabella. \"My boy and\nJude's!\"\n\nSue's eyes darted a spark. \"You needn't throw that in my face!\" she\ncried.", "chamber where the children lay. A shriek from Sue suddenly caused\nhim to start round. He saw that the door of the room, or rather", "Jude could hardly speak, but he said, \"I thought there was something\nwrong, Sue! Oh, I thought there was!\"", "Suddenly, however, quite a passionate letter arrived from Sue.\nShe was quite lonely and miserable, she told him. She hated the", "curiosity. Sue had declared that she would follow the two little\nones to the grave, but at the last moment she gave way, and the\ncoffins were quietly carried out of the house while she was lying", "Phillotson casually admitted to an acquaintance that he did not know\nwhere his wife was staying, curiosity began to be aroused; till,\njumping to conclusions, people ventured to affirm that Sue had played", "Jude looked discomfited, and the boy distressed. \"Now, Jude,\" said\nSue, \"let me try. You don't know the way.\"", "\"The poor child seems to be wanted by nobody!\" Sue replied, and her\neyes filled.", "Sue jumped up and went out. Jude followed her, and found her in the\nouthouse, crying.", "Jude started up from his reverie, and saw her. \"Oh--Sue!\" he said,\nwith a glad flush of embarrassment. \"These are your school-children,", "in Sue's voice, could read every symptom of her mental condition; and\nhe was convinced that she was unhappy, although she had not been a\nmonth married. But her rushing away thus from home, to see the last", "Sue hesitated; and then impulsively told the woman that her husband\nand herself had each been unhappy in their first marriages, after", "Sue ran up to Jude's room and told him, and he hurried down as soon\nas he could, though to her impatience he seemed long.\n\n\"What--is it he--so soon?\" she asked as Jude came." ], [ "This was Arabella's boy. With her usual carelessness, she had\npostponed writing to Jude about him till the eve of his landing,", "\"Here comes the boy back again,\" continued Arabella. \"My boy and\nJude's!\"\n\nSue's eyes darted a spark. \"You needn't throw that in my face!\" she\ncried.", "Jude's household possessions, and also the few of Arabella's things\nwhich she had taken to the lodging for her short sojourn there.\nJude was in such physical pain from his unfortunate break-down of", "Arabella was duly installed in the little attic, and at first she\ndid not come near Jude at all. She went to and fro about her own", "Arabella, meanwhile, had gone back. The evening passed, and Jude\ndid not return. At half-past nine Arabella herself went out, first", "\"Oh Jude--it was, it WAS Arabella!\" cried Sue, covering her eyes\nwith her hand. \"And I am so miserable! It seems such an ill omen,", "Jude did not get any better, and one day he requested Arabella, with\nconsiderable hesitation, to execute a commission for him. She asked\nhim indifferently what it was.\n\n\"To write to Sue.\"", "her on their wedding-day. On the back was still to be read, \"_Jude\nto Arabella_,\" with the date. She must have thrown it in with the\nrest of her property at the auction.", "Arabella's parents being among them, declared that it was the sort of\nconduct they would have expected of such an honest young man as Jude\nin reparation of the wrong he had done his innocent sweetheart. The", "Jude looked up. Could she possibly know of that morning performance\nof his with Arabella; which in a few months had ceased to be a\nmarriage more completely than by death? He saw that she did not.", "\"Well, my boy?\" said the latter abstractedly.\n\n\"I've come,\" said Jude.\n\n\"You? who are you? Oh yes--to be sure! Got any orders, lad?\"", "\"Thanks, Arabella,\" said Jude without a smile. \"But I don't want\nanything more than I've had.\" The fact was that her unexpected", "\"Yes, dear,\" said Jude. \"What do you want, Arabella?\" he inquired.", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "feelings, and of the pair of autographs in the vestry chest of\nArabella's parish church. Jude did not. He had, in fact, come in", "Jude looked up, and said without surprise: \"You've come to have\nsomething, Arabella? ... I'm trying to forget her: that's all! But", "\"There--never mind him, deary,\" said she, putting her cheek against\nJude's. \"Come up and wash your face, and just put yourself tidy, and\noff we'll go. Make it up with Father.\"", "experiences. Arabella had been gloomy, but before he left her she\nhad grown brighter. That evening she kept an appointment with Jude,\nwho seemed sad.", "same little bedroom. On one side was Arabella, on the other the\nWidow Edlin. They were both looking at Jude's face, the worn old\neyelids of Mrs. Edlin being red.", "\"We'll have him christened,\" said Jude; and privately to Sue: \"The\nday we are married.\" Yet the advent of the child disturbed him." ], [ "\"To-morrow week. Good-bye--good-bye!\" She stretched out her hand\nand stroked his forehead pitifully--just once. Jude said good-bye,\nand went away into the darkness.", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "Jude waited all the evening downstairs. At a very late hour the\nintelligence was brought to him that a child had been prematurely\nborn, and that it, like the others, was a corpse.", "\"He's filling them in, and he shan't till I've seen my little ones\nagain!\" she cried wildly when she saw Jude. \"I want to see them once", "When Jude had seen the two little boxes--one containing little Jude,\nand the other the two smallest--deposited in the earth he hastened", "\"But I shall go,\" said Jude. \"Don't attempt to detain me, Sue. God\nknows I love her little enough now, but I don't want to be cruel to\nher.\" He turned to the stairs.", "\"Oh very well, I'm ready,\" said her father, getting up and shaking\nhimself.\n\n\"Now, old darling,\" she said to Jude. \"Come along, as you promised.\"", "The last pages to which the chronicler of these lives would ask the\nreader's attention are concerned with the scene in and out of Jude's\nbedroom when leafy summer came round again.", "\"I shall put up a headstone,\" said Jude drearily.\n\n\"He was my child, and naturally I feel for him.\"\n\n\"I hope so. We all did.\"", "affections were centred had reached absolute indifference by\nthis time, went out, leaving the old woman alone with Jude. He\nimpulsively asked how Sue was, and then said bluntly, remembering", "Jude's household possessions, and also the few of Arabella's things\nwhich she had taken to the lodging for her short sojourn there.\nJude was in such physical pain from his unfortunate break-down of", "\"He shall not be half a minute if I can help it, however the meat may\nlook,\" said Jude determinedly. Scraping the bristles from the pig's", "\"Ah, no!\" said Jude. \"I am almost as far off that as ever.\"\n\n\"How so?\"\n\nJude slapped his pocket.", "She looked again at Jude, critically gauged his ebbing life, as she\nhad done so many times during the late months, and glancing at his", "\"Ah, well; let that go! ... Jude, I must say good-bye! But I wanted\nyou to go to the cemetery with me. Let our farewell be there--beside", "They had now reached the house of the parish clerk. Sue stood back,\nwhile her lover went up to the door. His hand was raised to knock\nwhen she said: \"Jude!\"\n\nHe looked round.", "\"Yes,\" said Jude heavily. \"I think I must have a little rest.\"", "Their little business was soon done, and the twain and their friends\nstraggled out, one of the witnesses saying casually to Jude and Sue\nin passing, as if he had known them before: \"See the couple just", "They told him it was a red brick building some little way further on.\nAlso that the gentleman himself had just passed along the street not\nfive minutes before.\n\n\"Which way?\" asked Jude with alacrity.", "\"Oh, he's too old for her--too old!\" cried Jude in all the terrible\nsickness of hopeless, handicapped love." ], [ "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "\"And you talk so, too,\" said Sue tenderly. \"It is strange, Jude,\nthat these preternaturally old boys almost always come from new\ncountries. But what were you christened?\"", "He was turning away when he saw a woman looking out of the open\ncasement at a window on the ground floor of the adjacent cottage.\n\"Jude!\" said a voice timidly--Sue's voice. \"It is you--is it not?\"", "In the dusk of that evening Jude walked away from his old aunt's as\nif to go home. But as soon as he reached the open down he struck out", "\"It was out at Marygreen,\" said Jude, wishing he had not come.\n\n\"Yes. I was there a short time. And is this an old pupil, too?\"", "\"Oh, he's too old for her--too old!\" cried Jude in all the terrible\nsickness of hopeless, handicapped love.", "Meanwhile the young woman had knocked at the office door and asked if\nMr. Jude Fawley was at work in the yard. It so happened that Jude", "Jude left the room and went into the street, where he walked up and\ndown. A clock struck half-past seven, and he returned. Sitting in", "senior any more, learn anything of his pursuits, or even imagine\nagain what excellencies might appertain to his character. On this\nvery day of the schoolmaster's visit Jude was expecting Sue, as she", "\"Ah, no!\" said Jude. \"I am almost as far off that as ever.\"\n\n\"How so?\"\n\nJude slapped his pocket.", "They had met, as usual, to breakfast together in the little house\nwith Jude's name on it, that he had taken at fifteen pounds a year,", "Then Sue wrote to tell him the day fixed for the wedding; and Jude\ndecided, after inquiry, that she should come into residence on the", "They told him it was a red brick building some little way further on.\nAlso that the gentleman himself had just passed along the street not\nfive minutes before.\n\n\"Which way?\" asked Jude with alacrity.", "story,\" continued Jude, beginning to grow bitter, though he had\nopened serenely enough. \"I was, perhaps, after all, a paltry victim\nto the spirit of mental and social restlessness that makes so many", "\"He's filling them in, and he shan't till I've seen my little ones\nagain!\" she cried wildly when she saw Jude. \"I want to see them once", "\"Well, my boy?\" said the latter abstractedly.\n\n\"I've come,\" said Jude.\n\n\"You? who are you? Oh yes--to be sure! Got any orders, lad?\"", "rather kindly to Sue, telling her that not many young women newly\nmarried would have come so far to see a sick old crone like her.\nIn the afternoon Sue prepared to depart, Jude hiring a neighbour to", "herself lest she should endanger a coming life. Her inquiries were\nincessant, and at last Jude came down and told her there was no hope.", "It was night at Marygreen, and the rain of the afternoon showed no\nsign of abatement. About the time at which Jude and Arabella were", "\"Well--never mind; don't grieve,\" said Jude generously. \"I did\nsuffer, God knows, about you at that time; and now I suffer again." ], [ "VII\n\n\nFrom that week Jude Fawley and Sue walked no more in the town of\nAldbrickham.", "\"No; for lodgings,\" said Jude, coming to himself.\n\nThe householder scrutinized Sue's figure a moment. \"We haven't any\nto let,\" said she, shutting the door.", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "her, though her price was rather high for their pockets. But they\ncould not afford to be critical till Jude had time to get a more\npermanent abode; and in this house Sue took possession of a back room", "rather kindly to Sue, telling her that not many young women newly\nmarried would have come so far to see a sick old crone like her.\nIn the afternoon Sue prepared to depart, Jude hiring a neighbour to", "About the time that Jude was removing from Marygreen to Melchester,\nand entering on adventures at the latter place with Sue, the", "Jude Fawley had taken up his lodging since his division from Sue. A\ntimid knock sounded upon the door of his abode.", "Then Sue wrote to tell him the day fixed for the wedding; and Jude\ndecided, after inquiry, that she should come into residence on the", "They had now reached the house of the parish clerk. Sue stood back,\nwhile her lover went up to the door. His hand was raised to knock\nwhen she said: \"Jude!\"\n\nHe looked round.", "Jude's household possessions, and also the few of Arabella's things\nwhich she had taken to the lodging for her short sojourn there.\nJude was in such physical pain from his unfortunate break-down of", "It had been in the trembling accents of Sue that these words came.\nJude put on his hat. \"It is dreary for you to be out,\" he said.\n\"But if you prefer not to come in, I don't mind.\"", "Jude was discomposed. \"What--is she living here?\" he said.\n\n\"No; at Alfredston,\" said Sue.", "Sue was convalescent, though she had hoped for death, and Jude had\nagain obtained work at his old trade. They were in other lodgings", "Sue and Jude were living in Aldbrickham, in precisely the same\nrelations that they had established between themselves when she", "\"Just what we thought! Such places be not for such as you--only for\nthem with plenty o' money.\"\n\n\"There you are wrong,\" said Jude, with some bitterness. \"They are\nfor such ones!\"", "Their little business was soon done, and the twain and their friends\nstraggled out, one of the witnesses saying casually to Jude and Sue\nin passing, as if he had known them before: \"See the couple just", "Christmas had come and passed, and Sue had gone to the Melchester\nNormal School. The time was just the worst in the year for Jude to", "He found the way to the little lane, and knocked at the door of\nJude's house. Jude had just retired to bed, and Sue was about to\nenter her chamber adjoining when she heard the knock and came down.", "business, which, when they met for a moment on the stairs or in the\npassage, she informed him was that of obtaining another place in\nthe occupation she understood best. When Jude suggested London as", "Jude in black crape, she in brown and red clothing. They were to\nhave gone to a new lodging that afternoon, but Jude saw that it was" ], [ "\"Little Father Time is what they always called me. It is a nickname;\nbecause I look so aged, they say.\"", "Little Time--for though he was formally turned into \"Jude,\" the apt\nnickname stuck to him--would come home from school in the evening,", "\"Oh--your name is not Jude, then?\" said his father with some\ndisappointment.\n\nThe boy shook his head. \"Never heerd on it.\"", "A small slow voice rose from the shade of the fireside, as if out of\nthe earth: \"If I was you, Mother, I wouldn't marry Father!\" It came\nfrom little Time, and they started, for they had forgotten him.", "\"Well, my boy?\" said the latter abstractedly.\n\n\"I've come,\" said Jude.\n\n\"You? who are you? Oh yes--to be sure! Got any orders, lad?\"", "\"I shall put up a headstone,\" said Jude drearily.\n\n\"He was my child, and naturally I feel for him.\"\n\n\"I hope so. We all did.\"", "\"He's filling them in, and he shan't till I've seen my little ones\nagain!\" she cried wildly when she saw Jude. \"I want to see them once", "\"We'll have him christened,\" said Jude; and privately to Sue: \"The\nday we are married.\" Yet the advent of the child disturbed him.", "They had met, as usual, to breakfast together in the little house\nwith Jude's name on it, that he had taken at fifteen pounds a year,", "seemed to be starved away by placing her present case in the same\ncategory. She was usually leading little Father Time by the hand,\nand fancied that people thought him hers, and regarded the intended", "The occasion was one evening at bedtime, and they were in their\nchamber in the lonely cottage by the wayside to which Jude walked\nhome from his work every day. He had worked hard the whole twelve", "\"And you talk so, too,\" said Sue tenderly. \"It is strange, Jude,\nthat these preternaturally old boys almost always come from new\ncountries. But what were you christened?\"", "\"To-morrow week. Good-bye--good-bye!\" She stretched out her hand\nand stroked his forehead pitifully--just once. Jude said good-bye,\nand went away into the darkness.", "again opened, and another figure entered--a small one, that of little\nTime, who was crying. Sue had told him where he might find her", "This was Arabella's boy. With her usual carelessness, she had\npostponed writing to Jude about him till the eve of his landing,", "They told him it was a red brick building some little way further on.\nAlso that the gentleman himself had just passed along the street not\nfive minutes before.\n\n\"Which way?\" asked Jude with alacrity.", "She scrutinized the child's features, and suddenly went away into the\nlittle sitting-room adjoining. Jude lifted the boy to a level with", "\"Oh very well, I'm ready,\" said her father, getting up and shaking\nhimself.\n\n\"Now, old darling,\" she said to Jude. \"Come along, as you promised.\"", "\"Take a chair, Mr. What's-your-name?\" said her father, an energetic,\nblack-whiskered man, in the same businesslike tones Jude had heard\nfrom outside.", "Jude waited all the evening downstairs. At a very late hour the\nintelligence was brought to him that a child had been prematurely\nborn, and that it, like the others, was a corpse." ], [ "Sue hesitated; and then impulsively told the woman that her husband\nand herself had each been unhappy in their first marriages, after", "paced three centuries earlier. Retracing his steps he found that he\nhad waited too long, and that Sue had gone out into the town at the", "Sue's. She was no longer the same as in the independent days, when\nher intellect played like lambent lightning over conventions and\nformalities which he at that time respected, though he did not now.", "in Sue's voice, could read every symptom of her mental condition; and\nhe was convinced that she was unhappy, although she had not been a\nmonth married. But her rushing away thus from home, to see the last", "another young woman within a few days of her vacating it, which\nsubstitution also passed without remark, Sue's services having been\nof a provisional nature only. When, however, a month had passed, and", "Suddenly, however, quite a passionate letter arrived from Sue.\nShe was quite lonely and miserable, she told him. She hated the", "\"There she is again!\" Sue whispered in appalled accents.\n\n\"How do you know?\"\n\n\"She knocked like that last time.\"", "Sue jumped up and went out. Jude followed her, and found her in the\nouthouse, crying.", "\"Was Sue born here?\"\n\n\"She was--in this room. They were living here at that time. What\nmade 'ee ask that?\"\n\n\"Oh--I wanted to know.\"", "till the prayer should be ended, and he could resume his tapping. He\ndid not observe till the service was half over that one of the women\nwas Sue, who had perforce accompanied the elderly Miss Fontover", "\"Sue!\" he said. Pressing her to him in his arms, he bruised her\nlips with kisses. \"If misery can know happiness, I have a moment's", "\"Oh--I didn't know THAT was put in!\" said Sue quickly. \"I didn't\nmean it to be. Here is a different one.\" She handed a new and", "\"We'll have him christened,\" said Jude; and privately to Sue: \"The\nday we are married.\" Yet the advent of the child disturbed him.", "\"Perhaps my husband has altered a little since then. I am sure he\nis not proud now!\" And Sue's lips quivered again. \"I am doing this", "Sue, who was regarding the distance, had acquired a guilty look; and\nshe suddenly replied in a tragic voice: \"I don't think I like you\nto-day so well as I did, Jude!\"", "Sue writhed under the hard and direct questioning, and her tender\nlittle mouth began to quiver.\n\n\"Lord--I mean goodness gracious--what is there to cry about? Some\nfolks would be proud enough!\"", "But Sue kept asking piteously: \"Can't I see them once more--just\nonce! Can't I? Only just one little minute, Jude? It would not", "somebody to look to the boy. When they came back they let it be\nunderstood indirectly, and with total indifference and weariness\nof mien, that they were legally married at last. Sue, who had", "by a letter from Sue, bearing a fresh postmark. She evidently\nwrote with anxiety, and told very little about her own doings, more\nthan that she had passed some sort of examination for a Queen's", "Sue and Jude were living in Aldbrickham, in precisely the same\nrelations that they had established between themselves when she" ] ]

[ "What industry does Jude work in when he moves to Christminster?", "What career does Phillotson have to give up?", "How are Sue and Jude related?", "Who gives birth to Jude's first child?", "When does \"Little Father Time\" kill Sue's children and himself?", "How does Arabella trick Jude into marrying her a second time?", "What happens to Jude after he visit Sue in the cold winter?", "Who doesn't morn the death of Jude?", "Who was Sue married to in the end?", "Where does Jude Fawley want to be a scholar?", "What is Christminster modelled upon?", "What languages does Jude teach himself as a youth?", "Who traps Jude into marriage pretending she's pregnant?", "Where does Arabella move and become a bigamist?", "How does Jude support himself by work while at Christminster?", "Who does Jude fall in love with at Christminster?", "Who does Sue Bridehead marry after Jude introduces her to this man?", "What is Jude's son Jude's nickname?", "Who does \"Little Father Time\" kill?", "Which city in England is Christminster modelled on?", "How does Arabella get Jude to marry her the first time?", "Why does Sue believe her children were murdered by their step-brother?", "What was Jude and Arabella's son Jude's nickname?", "How does Jude \"Little Father Time\" die?", "How old is Jude at the start of the story?", "Why do Jude and Sue end up having to move around from place to place? ", "Why was Jude's son nicknamed \"Little Father Time\"?", "How many pregnancies does Sue have in the story?" ]

[ [ "Masonry", "masonry" ], [ "Schoolmaster", "Being a schoolteacher." ], [ "They are cousins", "they are cousins" ], [ "Arabella", "Arabella" ], [ "The morning after they arrive in Christminster", "After they returned to Christminster" ], [ "She plies him with alcohol", "Gets him drunk" ], [ "he becomes ill and dies", "He got sick and died" ], [ "Arabella", "Arabelle" ], [ "Phillotson", "Phillotson" ], [ "Christminster", "at Christminster" ], [ "Oxford", "Oxford" ], [ "Greek and Latin", "Classical greek" ], [ "Arabella Donn", "Arabella" ], [ "Australia", "Australia" ], [ "As a mason", "He works as a mason." ], [ "His cousin Sue Bridehead", "Sue" ], [ "Mr. Phillotson", "Mr. Phillotson" ], [ "Little Father Time", "Little Father Time." ], [ "Jude and Sue's two children and himself", "His half brother and sister" ], [ "Oxford", "Oxford" ], [ "By pretending to be pregnant", "Pretending to be pregnant " ], [ "Divine retribution for her relationship with Jude", "divine retribution for her relationship" ], [ "Little Father Time", "Little Father Time." ], [ "He commits suicide", "He kills himself." ], [ "11", "11" ], [ "They are socially ostracised because of their relationship, living together and being unmarried.", "because they were living together without being married" ], [ "Because he was a very serious and morose child.", "his seriousness and moroseness" ], [ "Three.", "3" ] ]

[ [ "\"St. Ronan's Well,\" the scene of which has been claimed as their own by\nthe people of Innerleithen. This little town is beautifully situated", "to the very pleasant village of Inverleithen upon Tweed, where there is\na medicinal spring much frequented by visitors. Prizes for some of the", "\"Spaw do you call it, madam?--If you mean the new establishment that has\nbeen spawned down yonder at St. Ronan's, it is the very fountain-head of", "The scene chosen for the author's little drama of modern life was a\nmineral spring, such as are to be found in both divisions of Britain,", "\"I'll lay the burden of my life,\" said Dame Dods, looking towards her\nfriend Bindloose, \"that the gentleman has been at the new Spaw-waal\nyonder!\"", "society. Even the Doctor and Mrs. Blower were graciously smiled\nupon--for their marriage was now an arranged affair; and the event was\nof a nature likely to spread the reputation of the Spa among wealthy", "now or lately a resident at the Cleikum Inn, Aultoun of St. Ronan's;\n and having empowered Captain Hector MacTurk to wait upon the said", "their gillies, on the second occasion we established ourselves at\n this little village of St. Ronan's, where there were then no Spa, no", "fortune, his habits were quoted, his tastes were guessed at; and all\nthat the ingenuity of the Managing Committee could devise was resorted\nto, in order to recommend their Spa to this favourite of fortune. An", "\"In troth, sir, sae few company go there, except on the great ball day,\nthat we have had time to forget the road to it--but St. Ronan's was\nhere even now, sir.\"", "and which are supplied with the usual materials for redeeming health, or\ndriving away care. The invalid often finds relief from his complaints,\nless from the healing virtues of the Spa itself, than because his system", "to wonder that both the parties should persevere in residing near the\nSpa, and in chilling, with their unsocial behaviour, a party met\ntogether for the purposes of health and amusement.", "\"I shall, most certainly, my lord,\" answered Mowbray; \"but the only one\nof his haunts which I know, is the old Cleikum Inn, where he chose to", "describes the prosperity which soon flowed into Innerleithen, and the\nSt. Ronan's Games, at which the Ettrick Shepherd presided gleefully.", "at the Well of St. Ronan's. To give it, at the same time, a degree of\nnovelty and consequence, Lady Penelope Penfeather had long since", "anxious wish to have Hannah Irwin conveyed out of the country, he\nappointed him to cause the sick woman to be carefully transported to the\nManse, where Mr. Cargill was easily induced to give her temporary", "herring hing by its ain head.\" And, accordingly, at the duly appointed\nhour, creaked forth, the leathern convenience, in which, carefully", "Ronan's], and the rest of the company at the Hotel and Tontine Inn\n of St. Ronan's Well, to express their hope that the gentleman lodged", "\"The Fox Inn and Hotel, St. Ronan's Well--August 18--.", "by a casual fire; and the Laird of the day, having just succeeded to a\nmore pleasant and commodious dwelling at the distance of about three\nmiles from the village, determined to abandon the habitation of his" ], [ "The arrival of the young Earl of Etherington at the salutiferous\nfountain of St. Ronan's had produced the strongest sensation;", "buildings of Saint Ronan's Well. As if he had observed for the first\ntime these new objects, he said to Mistress Dods in an indifferent tone,", "The origin of \"St. Ronan's Well\" has been described by Lockhart in a\nfamiliar passage. As Laidlaw, Scott, and Lockhart were riding along the", "Dods, and become impatient of his residence at St. Ronan's. A man so\nkind to himself, and so inquisitive about the affairs of others, could", "The little village of St. Ronan's, though it had not yet fallen into the\nstate of entire oblivion we have described, was, about twenty years", "It may be remarked, that the English critics, in many instances, though\nnone of great influence, pursued Saint Ronan's Well with hue and cry,", "Then there was a set of ancient brethren of the angle from Edinburgh,\nwho visited Saint Ronan's frequently in the spring and summer, a class", "virtues of St Ronan's spring; and having contributed her share to\nestablish the _urbs in rure_, which had risen around it, she sat herself", "\"Spaw do you call it, madam?--If you mean the new establishment that has\nbeen spawned down yonder at St. Ronan's, it is the very fountain-head of", "at the Well of St. Ronan's. To give it, at the same time, a degree of\nnovelty and consequence, Lady Penelope Penfeather had long since", "At this moment the old gardener was heard behind them, shouting,\n\"Master--St. Ronan's--Master--I have fund--I have fund\"----", "\"St. Ronan's Well,\" the scene of which has been claimed as their own by\nthe people of Innerleithen. This little town is beautifully situated", "\"A choir of Dryads and Naiads, assembled at the healing spring of\n St. Ronan's, have learned with surprise that a youth, gifted by", "of St. Ronan's.", "Hence arose the different reports concerning the little inn of Saint\nRonan's, which some favoured travellers praised as the neatest and most", "St. Ronan's, in the neighbourhood of which I was writing. I had no\n idea what an effect the name would produce on the mind of my right", "ST. RONAN'S WELL.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER I.\n\nTHEATRICALS.\n\n ----The play's the thing.", "[The following extract from the proof-sheets containing Scott's original\nconclusion of \"St. Ronan's Well\" was sent to the Athenæum of Feb. 4,", "recovery. Nothing so frequent, he could assure his lordship, as the\nopening of cicatrized wounds; and the waters of St. Ronan's spring", "advantage of them to return with more despatch to St. Ronan's." ], [ "determination not to meet again before the Church made them one, and, on\nthe head of this, the mock marriage shook Clara's reason. This was the", "\"I am Francis Tyrrel,\" answered he, \"in blood and body, as much as she\nto whom I speak is Clara Mowbray.\"\n\n\"Then God have mercy on us both!\" said Clara, in a tone of deep feeling.", "intercourse betwixt him and Clara became impossible, except under\n the most desperate risks. Nay, such was their alarm, that Master", "He was turning away, when Clara, springing forward, caught him by the\narm, and repeated, in a low and impressive voice, the commandment,--\"Thou\nshalt do no murder!\"", "every thing for their secret marriage. The pastor of the parish\n agreed to perform the ceremony, prevailed upon by an argument which\n I used to him, and which Clara, had she guessed it, would have", "\"Not so, proud man,\" said Clara, rising, \"God gave not one potsherd the\npower to break another, save by his divine permission--my fate is in the", "Clara once more protested, and it was with the deepest anxiety to be\nbelieved, that what she had said arose only out of the general", "stepping-stone to his own purposes: and that these finally centred in\nwedding Clara. I was resolved he should wed her, and take with her\ninfamy and misery to his bed.\"", "\"No, Clara,\" said John, gravely, for a virtuous resolution had gained\nthe upperhand in his bosom, while his sister ran on in this manner,--\"We", "\"His title, rank, and fortune, sir, are as much a falsehood as he is\nhimself,\" said Tyrrel, with violence--\"Marry Clara Mowbray? never!\"", "a friend, I myself was the happy man. My first name was Francis as\n well as his; and I had found Clara so gentle, so confiding, so", "them say the words, 'I, Clara, take you, Francis,' or whatever the\nScottish church puts in place of that mystical formula.\"", "entertain for him, by Heaven! Clara, I will no longer regard you as my\nfather's daughter. Think what you are giving up--the affection and", "\"Clara,\" he said, \"I am, as I have repeatedly said, your only relation\nand guardian--if there be any real reason why you ought not to receive,", "Clara, meanwhile, dropping her bridle, clasped her hands together, and\nheld them up towards Heaven, muttering, in a voice scarcely audible,", "making an honest woman of Marie de Martigny, and a legitimate elder\n brother of Francis, after his death at least, if not during his\n life. I was the more convinced of this, when a little affair, which", "\"That were easy,\" said Clara--\"but--but--Pray, ask no more of me than\njust to see him.--Say to him at once, I am a poor creature in body, in", "\"Never, never shall he--dare he do so,\" replied Clara, wildly, \"while\nwater can drown, while cords can strangle, steel pierce--while there is", "\"Heaven improve both, (in an honest way,) if she will but keep his\nlordship to herself!\" said Clara.", "\"Of that, Mr. Tyrrel, I have seen no evidence whatever. The clergyman's\ncertificate is clear--Francis Tyrrel is united to Clara Mowbray in the" ], [ "\"I wish you, my dear John,\" said Clara, struggling to regain entire\ncomposure, \"I wish _you_ would profit by my example, and give up the\nscience of chance also--it will not avail you.\"", "in order to interest him in the game. The young nobleman complied; and\nin the course of a few hands, the gamesters became both deeply engaged\nin watching and profiting by the changes of fortune. These were so many,", "\"Do not trust to Fortune, John,\" said Clara, smiling, though with an\nexpression of deep melancholy. \"Alas! she has never been a friend to our\nfamily--not at least for many a day.\"", "Clara Mowbray. From these obligations a favourable evening might free\nhim, and Mowbray was, in fact, indulging in a waking dream to this", "stepping-stone to his own purposes: and that these finally centred in\nwedding Clara. I was resolved he should wed her, and take with her\ninfamy and misery to his bed.\"", "win this time--I am sure I shall, since Clara's fortune depends upon\nit.\"", "Under the influence of this apprehension, Mowbray, after another hasty\nglance around the apartment, as if to assure himself that Clara was not", "\"Only conceive that he should be the very same person with that handsome\nSpaniard,\" replied Mowbray.\n\n\"Then there is one fool fewer than I thought there was,\" replied Clara,\nwith the greatest indifference.", "\"Worse and worse, Clara,\" answered Mowbray; \"you are to remember he is\nmy friend and guest, and he must not be affronted in my house. Leave", "\"By G--,\" he said, \"this is like shooting the bird sitting.--Clara,\" he\nadded, \"I fear this money will scarce be employed as you would wish.\"", "\"Heaven improve both, (in an honest way,) if she will but keep his\nlordship to herself!\" said Clara.", "to Clara's skill as a horsewoman, thought he best consulted her safety\nin letting go the rein. The animal instantly sprung forward on the\nbroken and hilly path at a very rapid pace, and was soon lost to", "\"Clara,\" said the Earl, with a firm, yet softened voice, \"collect and\ncompose yourself. I am, indeed, no shadow--I am a much-injured man, come", "Clara is a very pretty woman, yet she goes for so little in the\n transaction with me, her animpassioned bridegroom, that I hope to\n make some relaxation of my rights over her the means of obtaining", "This annunciation, though made in what was meant to be an imposing tone,\nhad no impression on Clara.\n\n\"I hope he plays the peer better than the Fidalgo,\" she replied,\ncarelessly.", "\"I suppose, John,\" said Clara, as her brother entered the apartment,\n\"you are glad of a weaker cup this morning than those you were drinking\nlast night--you were carousing till after the first cock.\"", "they must e'en blame the dull thick head that had no fair lady to help\nhim in his need. But, Clara, I had something more material to say to\nyou--something indeed of the last importance.\"", "\"After the devil!\" he answered, fiercely; then drawing in his head, and\ntaking her hand, \"By my soul, Clara--it is true, if ever there was truth", "Her brother was both surprised and offended. \"On my soul,\" he said,\n\"Clara, this is behaving very ill. I indulge you in every freak upon", "Mr. Cargill had, during the whole scene, remained with his eyes fixed,\nin intent and anxious, although almost unconscious gaze, upon Clara" ], [ "determination not to meet again before the Church made them one, and, on\nthe head of this, the mock marriage shook Clara's reason. This was the", "He was turning away, when Clara, springing forward, caught him by the\narm, and repeated, in a low and impressive voice, the commandment,--\"Thou\nshalt do no murder!\"", "Clara once more protested, and it was with the deepest anxiety to be\nbelieved, that what she had said arose only out of the general", "entertain for him, by Heaven! Clara, I will no longer regard you as my\nfather's daughter. Think what you are giving up--the affection and", "every thing for their secret marriage. The pastor of the parish\n agreed to perform the ceremony, prevailed upon by an argument which\n I used to him, and which Clara, had she guessed it, would have", "\"Do?\" replied Clara; \"I must do without it, you know; and for saying, I\nwill not say a word.\"", "\"Dare you speak thus?\" said Clara, her eyes flashing with anger, while\nher lips grew white, and quivered for fear--\"Dare you speak thus, and", "\"Not so, proud man,\" said Clara, rising, \"God gave not one potsherd the\npower to break another, save by his divine permission--my fate is in the", "with Clara Mowbray, he conceives, that unless it should be the lady's\nwish to have the ceremony repeated to which he is most desirous to defer", "Her brother was both surprised and offended. \"On my soul,\" he said,\n\"Clara, this is behaving very ill. I indulge you in every freak upon", "\"Clara,\" he said, \"I am, as I have repeatedly said, your only relation\nand guardian--if there be any real reason why you ought not to receive,", "\"Never, never shall he--dare he do so,\" replied Clara, wildly, \"while\nwater can drown, while cords can strangle, steel pierce--while there is", "\"No, Clara,\" said John, gravely, for a virtuous resolution had gained\nthe upperhand in his bosom, while his sister ran on in this manner,--\"We", "intercourse betwixt him and Clara became impossible, except under\n the most desperate risks. Nay, such was their alarm, that Master", "\"Fear him not, nor the worst that he can do, Clara,\" said her brother.\n\"I know on what terms he marries; and being once more your brother, as", "unhappy surely have been the circumstances that have separated her from\nyour advice and friendly counsel.--All this I am aware of--and to say\ntruth, it has been chiefly on poor Clara's account that I have been", "\"Clara,\" said the Earl, with a firm, yet softened voice, \"collect and\ncompose yourself. I am, indeed, no shadow--I am a much-injured man, come", "\"Come, Clara,\" he continued, greatly agitated, \"do not be silly; if you\nwill not open the door, I must force it, that's all; for how can I tell", "\"No, no--no, I tell you,\" she replied; \"she cannot be married, for if\nshe were married, how could the poor wretch say that she was\nruined?--You know there is a difference betwixt ruin and marriage.\"", "\"Do not even whisper or hint an objection, but submit to your fate, for\nit is inevitable.\"\n\n\"I will--submit\"--answered Clara, in the same trembling accent." ], [ "recollection of their mistress's panic, by acting very officiously in\nMr. Touchwood's service. By dint of washing and drying, the token of the", "Mr. Touchwood, when surveyed more at leisure, was a short, stout, active\nman, who, though sixty years of age and upwards, retained in his sinews", "\"No such thing, Mr. Cargill,\" replied Mr Touchwood. \"I will save you the\ntrouble of trying to recollect me--you never saw me before.--But do not", "invader of Mr. Touchwood's comfort; and, at last, he bethought himself\nof company. The natural resource would have been the Well--but the", "There remains little more to be told. Mr. Touchwood is still alive,\nforming plans which have no object, and accumulating a fortune, for", "\"Ay--I must be a bloody spectacle,\" said Mr. Touchwood, letting himself\nfall heavily upon his assistant's shoulder, and wiping his face, which", "Touchwood had scarcely extricated himself from this impediment, and\nagain commenced his researches after the clergyman, when his course was", "of an old friend. After the operation was ended, he could not help\naddressing himself to Mr. Touchwood, to demand whether he had not the", "\"No--no--d--n it--no,\" said Touchwood, extremely angry at his disaster,\nand the cause of it. \"Do you think I, who have been at the summit of", "acknowledged with a blush and a giggle. Nay, so far did Grizzy carry her\nsense of Mr. Touchwood's kindness, that, observing the moon was behind a", "nor the stumbling-blocks taken from the footpath, where it passed the\nfront of their houses. And it befell, that while Mr. Touchwood was most", "which stood beside it. At length, just as Mr. Touchwood began to think\nthe scene as tedious as it was singular, the abstracted student raised", "answer that it was by order of Mr. Touchwood, he resumed his labours,\nunder the persuasion that all was well.", "Mr. Touchwood, and his inseparable friend, Mr. Cargill, wandered on\namidst the gay groups we have described, the former censuring with great", "It was on one of the evenings when the learned divine had taken his\nplace at Mr. Touchwood's social board, or rather at Mrs. Dods's,--for a", "But Fortune had provided better for poor Touchwood, whose foibles, as\nthey arose out of the most excellent motives, would have ill deserved so", "himself. \"And yet, sir,\" he added, after a pause, \"I was thinking that\nTouchwood is not a Scottish name, at least that I ken of.\"", "Not so Mr. Touchwood, who, when not occupied with business of real\nimportance, had the art, as the reader may have observed, to make a", "seen among docks and nettles, solacing himself with the few gooseberries\nwhich remained on some moss-grown bushes. To him Mr. Touchwood called", "\"And what is this Naboab's name, as you call him?\" demanded Jekyl.\n\n\"His name is Touchwood,\" said his informer; \"ye may see him at the Waal\nevery morning.\"" ], [ "\"It is Touchwood, sir, at your service; I do not believe you ever heard\nit before,\" answered the traveller.", "No notice being taken of these inarticulate signals, Mr. Touchwood,\nhowever great an enemy he was to ceremony, saw the necessity of\nintroducing his business, as an apology for his intrusion.", "\"Call me what you will, Mr. Touchwood,\" said the young man, \"only make\nout your story true, and my sister innocent!\"", "suspended. So it was with a mixture of peevishness and internal\nsatisfaction, that he demanded what had procured him the honour of a\nvisit from Mr. Touchwood at this late hour.", "\"Who told you Mr. Touchwood was a stranger to me?\" said the traveller;\n\"for aught I know, he had a better title to the duties of a son from", "\"No such thing, Mr. Cargill,\" replied Mr Touchwood. \"I will save you the\ntrouble of trying to recollect me--you never saw me before.--But do not", "himself. \"And yet, sir,\" he added, after a pause, \"I was thinking that\nTouchwood is not a Scottish name, at least that I ken of.\"", "\"And what is this Naboab's name, as you call him?\" demanded Jekyl.\n\n\"His name is Touchwood,\" said his informer; \"ye may see him at the Waal\nevery morning.\"", "Touchwood informed him by letter that the patient (not otherwise unknown\nto him) was possessed of certain most material information affecting a\nfamily of honour and consequence, and that he himself, with Mr. Mowbray", "noise which Mr. Touchwood made in entering the room, as well as the\ncoughs and hems with which he thought it proper to announce his\npresence.", "\"Very like; meantime, your losses to-night to my Lord Etherington are no\ntrifle, and no secret neither.\"\n\n\"Mr. Touchwood, I desire to know where you had your information?\" said\nMowbray.", "had been watched, for, as he went to the door of the apartment, he was\nmet by Mr. Touchwood.", "Mr. Touchwood, when surveyed more at leisure, was a short, stout, active\nman, who, though sixty years of age and upwards, retained in his sinews", "your life. Touchwood is my name. What d'ye think of it, now you know\nit?\"", "\"The devil he is!--You surprise me, Mr. Touchwood.\"", "of an old friend. After the operation was ended, he could not help\naddressing himself to Mr. Touchwood, to demand whether he had not the", "\"Do with you or me!\" said Touchwood, as if surprised at the question;\n\"he has a great deal to do with me at least, since I am the very man\nmyself.\"", "\"Ay--I must be a bloody spectacle,\" said Mr. Touchwood, letting himself\nfall heavily upon his assistant's shoulder, and wiping his face, which", "\"Unless he hears it from you, my lady,\" answered Mr. Touchwood, who,\nupon Mowbray's entrance, had broken off his discourse with MacTurk, \"I", "\"A drizzling morning, good madam,\" said Mr. Touchwood, as with a view of\nsounding what sort of company he had got into." ], [ "\"Grief,\" replied Clara, \"is the sickness of the mind, and its sister is\nthe sickness of the body--they are twin-sisters, Tyrrel, and are seldom", "Clara once more protested, and it was with the deepest anxiety to be\nbelieved, that what she had said arose only out of the general", "It is probable, that Clara's spirits and strength began in some degree\nto fail her, after she had proceeded a little way on the road to the", "Clara, meanwhile, dropping her bridle, clasped her hands together, and\nheld them up towards Heaven, muttering, in a voice scarcely audible,", "\"I thought so,\" said Clara, in the same altered tone of voice in which\nshe had before spoken; \"my mind foreboded this last of misfortunes!--But,", "Grief, shame, confusion, and terror, had contributed to overwhelm the\nunfortunate Clara Mowbray at the moment when she parted with her", "\"I did--I did indeed, Mowbray,\" said Clara, weeping; \"God pity me, and\nforgive you for upbraiding me with my state of mind--I know I cannot", "\"You once knew Hannah Irwin, though,\" said the sick woman, \"who was\ncompanion and relation to Miss Clara Mowbray, and who was present with", "\"Ah, poor Clara,\" said Mowbray; \"I thought I saw her thread her way\nthrough the crowd a little while since, but I was not sure.\"", "used to entrap them, they remained guiltless until the fatal evening\nwhen Clara met Tyrrel for the last time ere he removed from the\nneighbourhood--and then the devil and Hannah Irwin triumphed. Much there", "\"Do not even whisper or hint an objection, but submit to your fate, for\nit is inevitable.\"\n\n\"I will--submit\"--answered Clara, in the same trembling accent.", "determination not to meet again before the Church made them one, and, on\nthe head of this, the mock marriage shook Clara's reason. This was the", "Mr. Cargill had, during the whole scene, remained with his eyes fixed,\nin intent and anxious, although almost unconscious gaze, upon Clara", "\"Not so, proud man,\" said Clara, rising, \"God gave not one potsherd the\npower to break another, save by his divine permission--my fate is in the", "announced her deadly alarm, and these were repeated as he made one pace\nnearer, and in a firmer accent said, \"Clara.\"", "\"This was the beginning of an acquaintance, which had gone great\n lengths before I found it out. The fair Clara, it seems, found it", "\"Well, then,\" said the sick woman, \"Clara Mowbray ought to forgive\nme--since what ill I have done her was inevitable, while the good I did", "Clara could not become paler than was her usual complexion; but her\nvoice faltered as she eagerly assured her brother, that she had no\nparticular person in her thoughts.", "intercourse betwixt him and Clara became impossible, except under\n the most desperate risks. Nay, such was their alarm, that Master", "\"Never, never shall he--dare he do so,\" replied Clara, wildly, \"while\nwater can drown, while cords can strangle, steel pierce--while there is" ], [ "In such a town, it usually happens, that the Sheriff-clerk, especially\nsupposing him agent for several lairds of the higher order, is possessed", "\"Well,\" said the Sheriff-clerk, \"and I dare say he did hear a poacher\nfire a couple of shots--nothing more likely. Believe me, Mrs. Dods, your", "The Clerk stood much astonished at the nature of Meg's accusation, and\nthe pertinacity with which she seemed disposed to insist upon it.", "before the Quarter Sessions--but I ken na--The auld sheriff-clerk stood\nthe lad's friend--and some of the justices thought it was but a mistake", "\"Fie, fie! Mrs. Dods,\" said the Clerk, in a tone of friendly rebuke; \"it\nvexes an auld friend to hear ye speak of yourself in that respectless", "\"In one word, then, Clerk Bindloose, it is little short of--murder,\"\nsaid Meg, in a low tone, as if the very utterance of the word startled\nher.", "Nor must we omit, among Meg's steady customers, \"faithful amongst the\nunfaithful found,\" the copper-nosed sheriff-clerk of the county, who,", "\"I mind it as weel as yesterday, Mistress,\" said the Clerk; \"by the same\ntoken you gave me a note for my trouble, (which wasna worth speaking", "\"And do you say you heard them settle an appointment for a duel?\" said\nthe Clerk; \"and did you no take ony measures to hinder mischief, Mrs.", "Sheriffdom, or a Commissaryship, amang the lave, to keep the banes\ngreen; and sae ye might have saved your estate from deteriorating, if ye", "\"Aweel, and I trust he is not at his auld tricks again, goodwife?\"\nanswered the Clerk. \"I havena sae muckle to say either wi' the new", "listening to his consultation with Mrs. Dods. They therefore answered\nthe angry and impatient knocking of the stranger only with stifled\ngiggling from within, finding it no doubt an excellent joke, that their", "\"Murder! murder, Mrs. Dods?--it cannot be--there is not a word of it in\nthe Sheriff-office--the Procurator-fiscal kens nothing of it--there", "\"Report says,\" said the clergyman, speaking in an eager and hurried\nmanner, yet with a low voice, and like one desirous of being heard by", "windows, which had the good fortune to command a view of Mr. Bindloose's\nfront door. The faces of two or three giggling clerks were visible at", "few minutes since, I believe, to bring her down, and so we are all left\nhere to look at each other.--How very awkward!--But you know Clara\nMowbray.\"", "\"He is his father's own son,\" said Touchwood to the clergyman, for both\nhad gotten seats near about the centre of the place of audience. \"It is", "He was turning away, when Clara, springing forward, caught him by the\narm, and repeated, in a low and impressive voice, the commandment,--\"Thou\nshalt do no murder!\"", "had clambered over when he was drunk on the night before. The man who\nwrote that letter,\" touching it with his finger, \"is alive, and able to", "Sheriff or the Bench of Justices as I used to hae, Mrs. Dods--and the\nProcurator-fiscal is very severe on poaching, being borne out by the new" ], [ "the Earl of Etherington, nor recognised Bully Bottom, than with hasty\nemotion he seized on his reluctant hand, and exclaimed, with a mixture", "\"The natural brother of Lord Etherington,\" said Mowbray.", "\"Well--he is my brother on one side of the house, at least,\" said Lord\nEtherington; \"and I should not much like to have him lagged for forgery,", "brother, into a union with him while he still preserved the title of\nLord Etherington. This, therefore, he resolved to secure, if effort or\nif intrigue could carry the point; nor was it the least consideration,", "But the Earl of Etherington's merits were not confined to his external\nappearance; for, had his better fortunes failed him, his deserts, like", "epistle before recited; and who had but just learned, on his return,\nthat the Earl of Etherington was with his sister. There was a degree of", "\"You detain me, sir,\" said the Earl of Etherington to Mr. Cargill, who,\nbewildered and uncertain, still kept himself placed so directly before", "In the hall of Shaws-Castle the Earl of Etherington met Mowbray,\nreturned from his fruitless chase after the bearer of the anonymous", "character, it became necessary to establish yours. I know the truth of\nthe whole affair from my friend, the Earl of Etherington, who ought to\nthank Heaven so long as he lives, that saved him on that occasion from", "At length, the whole Well was alarmed by the report brought by a smart\noutrider, that the young Earl of Etherington, reported to be rising on", "\"'Slife! wert thou mad?\" said Lord Etherington, turning pale; \"His is\nthe very tongue to send the story through the whole country--Hal, you\nhave undone me.\"", "\"Mowbray,\" said Lord Etherington, lowering his voice, and taking him by\nthe arm, \"it is true that I did so--and truly glad I am to observe,", "\"Ay, so called,\" answered Touchwood; \"but by and by he is more likely to\nprove the Earl of Etherington himself, and t'other fine fellow the\nbastard.\"", "him.\" So saying, he dragged him towards Lord Etherington; and before the\ndivine could make his negative intelligible, the ceremony of\nintroduction had taken place. \"My Lord Etherington, allow me to present", "\"Very like; meantime, your losses to-night to my Lord Etherington are no\ntrifle, and no secret neither.\"\n\n\"Mr. Touchwood, I desire to know where you had your information?\" said\nMowbray.", "life so intolerable as pretending to think differently from other\npeople.--That gentleman was the Earl of Etherington.\"", "that the Earl of Etherington and young Valentine Bulmer were the same\nindividual person, melted away like frostwork before the morning sun,\nand that so completely, that he marvelled at himself for having ever", "\"On--on--on, my boy!--Clara and Nettlewood for ever!\" answered the Earl.\n\"Besides this brother of hers provokes me too--he does not do for me", "upon Lord Etherington, as if to warn him of the consequence of this\ndeparture from the allegiance which the young Earl had hitherto", "\"Valentine?--Valentine?\" answered Lord Etherington, impatiently,--\"I am\nneither Valentine nor Orson--I wish you good-morning, sir.\"" ], [ "The origin of \"St. Ronan's Well\" has been described by Lockhart in a\nfamiliar passage. As Laidlaw, Scott, and Lockhart were riding along the", "\"St. Ronan's Well,\" the scene of which has been claimed as their own by\nthe people of Innerleithen. This little town is beautifully situated", "with \"St. Ronan's Well.\" All judgments have not agreed with Lady\nLouisa's. There is a literary legend or fable according to which a", "ST. RONAN'S WELL.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER I.\n\nTHEATRICALS.\n\n ----The play's the thing.", "buildings of Saint Ronan's Well. As if he had observed for the first\ntime these new objects, he said to Mistress Dods in an indifferent tone,", "ST. RONAN'S WELL\n\n\nVOLUME I.", "ST. RONAN'S WELL.\n\n\nThe novel which follows is upon a plan different from any other that the\nauthor has ever written, although it is perhaps the most legitimate\nwhich relates to this kind of light literature.", "at the Well of St. Ronan's. To give it, at the same time, a degree of\nnovelty and consequence, Lady Penelope Penfeather had long since", "Ronan's], and the rest of the company at the Hotel and Tontine Inn\n of St. Ronan's Well, to express their hope that the gentleman lodged", "Well of St. Ronan's, to enjoy the blessing which the Caledonian Hymen\nhad so kindly forced on him in the person of Miss Rachel Bonnyrigg. As", "It may be remarked, that the English critics, in many instances, though\nnone of great influence, pursued Saint Ronan's Well with hue and cry,", "rising and rival village called Saint Ronan's Well, unless when some\nstraggler, by chance or dire necessity, was compelled to lodge himself", "The little village of St. Ronan's, though it had not yet fallen into the\nstate of entire oblivion we have described, was, about twenty years", "of St. Ronan's.", "_Standard Edition_\n\n\nSt. Ronan's Well\n\nBy", "\"'St. Ronan's Well' is not so much my favourite as certain of its", "\"Do you ken this St. Ronan's that now is?\" enquired the dame.", "\"In troth, sir, sae few company go there, except on the great ball day,\nthat we have had time to forget the road to it--but St. Ronan's was\nhere even now, sir.\"", "St. Ronan's, but, so far as society was concerned, on the road towards\nthe ancient city of Coventry; and his banishment thither, incurred by", "St. Ronan's, in the neighbourhood of which I was writing. I had no\n idea what an effect the name would produce on the mind of my right" ], [ "\"St. Ronan's Well,\" the scene of which has been claimed as their own by\nthe people of Innerleithen. This little town is beautifully situated", "The little village of St. Ronan's, though it had not yet fallen into the\nstate of entire oblivion we have described, was, about twenty years", "ST. RONAN'S WELL.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER I.\n\nTHEATRICALS.\n\n ----The play's the thing.", "rising and rival village called Saint Ronan's Well, unless when some\nstraggler, by chance or dire necessity, was compelled to lodge himself", "buildings of Saint Ronan's Well. As if he had observed for the first\ntime these new objects, he said to Mistress Dods in an indifferent tone,", "with \"St. Ronan's Well.\" All judgments have not agreed with Lady\nLouisa's. There is a literary legend or fable according to which a", "The origin of \"St. Ronan's Well\" has been described by Lockhart in a\nfamiliar passage. As Laidlaw, Scott, and Lockhart were riding along the", "Ronan's], and the rest of the company at the Hotel and Tontine Inn\n of St. Ronan's Well, to express their hope that the gentleman lodged", "The borough of ---- lies, as all the world knows, about fourteen miles\ndistant from St. Ronan's, being the county town of that shire, which, as", "at the Well of St. Ronan's. To give it, at the same time, a degree of\nnovelty and consequence, Lady Penelope Penfeather had long since", "ST. RONAN'S WELL.\n\n\nThe novel which follows is upon a plan different from any other that the\nauthor has ever written, although it is perhaps the most legitimate\nwhich relates to this kind of light literature.", "ST. RONAN'S WELL\n\n\nVOLUME I.", "\"In troth, sir, sae few company go there, except on the great ball day,\nthat we have had time to forget the road to it--but St. Ronan's was\nhere even now, sir.\"", "St. Ronan's, in the neighbourhood of which I was writing. I had no\n idea what an effect the name would produce on the mind of my right", "St. Ronan's, but, so far as society was concerned, on the road towards\nthe ancient city of Coventry; and his banishment thither, incurred by", "\"I am to be found at the Old Town of St. Ronan's by whomsoever has any\nconcern with me.\"--Without waiting the issue of this aggression farther", "It may be remarked, that the English critics, in many instances, though\nnone of great influence, pursued Saint Ronan's Well with hue and cry,", "of St. Ronan's.", "_Standard Edition_\n\n\nSt. Ronan's Well\n\nBy", "well live in the inside of a bell. I think young St. Ronan's must be\nmad, to have established such a Vanity-fair upon his father's old\nproperty.\"" ], [ "\"And where did this happen, if you please, sir?\" asked the man of bills.\n\n\"Somewhere near the old village,\" replied the stranger; \"and, if I am\nrightly informed, on Wednesday last.\"", "The scene chosen for the author's little drama of modern life was a\nmineral spring, such as are to be found in both divisions of Britain,", "\"I have a secret--an important secret, of which to make you aware; but\nit is not for this place.--Do not turn from me!--Your happiness in this,\nand perhaps in the next life, depends on your listening to me.\"", "greatly enhanced by the present annals of its earlier history. As it is\nat present unnecessary to be more particular concerning the scene of our\nstory, we will fill up the blank left in the first name with the", "\"They happened before my time, Doctor,\" replied the traveller.\n\n\"You are to understand that my curiosity refers to the geography of the\ncountries where these events took place,\" answered Mr. Cargill.", "encountered by a country fellow--a sort of Harry Jekyl in his\n way--who, being equipped with a glass or two of whisky, saw not the", "together at the place of slaughter. By this the author takes a great\nadvantage for the management of his story, particularly in its darker", "\"Her mother was dead--her father thought of nothing but his sports,\"\nsaid the Doctor. \"Her brother was educated in England, and cared for", "out of the country before he be three days aulder. Fash you your beard\nnae farther about the matter, Sir Bingo.\"", "\"The extreme loneliness of the country, (at that time,) and the\n simplicity of its inhabitants, seemed to render these excursions", "There remains little more to be told. Mr. Touchwood is still alive,\nforming plans which have no object, and accumulating a fortune, for", "with her. He prohibited farther intercourse--resolved, in\n justice-of-peace phrase, to rid the country of us; and, prudently", "back-scent, growing colder the longer you follow it, until at last\n it becomes impossible to puzzle it out. I will, therefore, submit to\n circumstances, and tell you the whole story, though somewhat", "In the author's own country, it was otherwise. Many of the characters\nwere recognised as genuine Scottish portraits, and the good fortune", "\"Here ends my narrative; for I neither heard not saw more until I\n found myself stretched on a sick-bed many miles from the scene of", "\"Ay, but now it proves _no_, my lord,\" said Lord Etherington; \"for she\nhas found her way back to this country in miserable plight--half-starved,", "in countries, ma'am, where people have followed the same trade, from\nfather to son, for thousands of years--And I like the fashion--it shows\na steadiness and sobriety of character.\"", "\"'Slife! wert thou mad?\" said Lord Etherington, turning pale; \"His is\nthe very tongue to send the story through the whole country--Hal, you\nhave undone me.\"", "\"It was in reply to a letter of mine, in which, among other matters,\n such as good boys send to their papas, descriptions of the country,", "of the plan agreed upon, take place betwixt them. Greatly to his\nsurprise, the young Earl was no where visible, and the place which he\nhad occupied by the side of Lady Binks had been quietly appropriated by" ], [ "In such a town, it usually happens, that the Sheriff-clerk, especially\nsupposing him agent for several lairds of the higher order, is possessed", "\"Well,\" said the Sheriff-clerk, \"and I dare say he did hear a poacher\nfire a couple of shots--nothing more likely. Believe me, Mrs. Dods, your", "before the Quarter Sessions--but I ken na--The auld sheriff-clerk stood\nthe lad's friend--and some of the justices thought it was but a mistake", "\"Fie, fie! Mrs. Dods,\" said the Clerk, in a tone of friendly rebuke; \"it\nvexes an auld friend to hear ye speak of yourself in that respectless", "The Clerk stood much astonished at the nature of Meg's accusation, and\nthe pertinacity with which she seemed disposed to insist upon it.", "\"In one word, then, Clerk Bindloose, it is little short of--murder,\"\nsaid Meg, in a low tone, as if the very utterance of the word startled\nher.", "Sheriffdom, or a Commissaryship, amang the lave, to keep the banes\ngreen; and sae ye might have saved your estate from deteriorating, if ye", "\"Murder! murder, Mrs. Dods?--it cannot be--there is not a word of it in\nthe Sheriff-office--the Procurator-fiscal kens nothing of it--there", "\"I mind it as weel as yesterday, Mistress,\" said the Clerk; \"by the same\ntoken you gave me a note for my trouble, (which wasna worth speaking", "\"And do you say you heard them settle an appointment for a duel?\" said\nthe Clerk; \"and did you no take ony measures to hinder mischief, Mrs.", "listening to his consultation with Mrs. Dods. They therefore answered\nthe angry and impatient knocking of the stranger only with stifled\ngiggling from within, finding it no doubt an excellent joke, that their", "\"Aweel, and I trust he is not at his auld tricks again, goodwife?\"\nanswered the Clerk. \"I havena sae muckle to say either wi' the new", "\"Report says,\" said the clergyman, speaking in an eager and hurried\nmanner, yet with a low voice, and like one desirous of being heard by", "windows, which had the good fortune to command a view of Mr. Bindloose's\nfront door. The faces of two or three giggling clerks were visible at", "Nor must we omit, among Meg's steady customers, \"faithful amongst the\nunfaithful found,\" the copper-nosed sheriff-clerk of the county, who,", "\"Stay, sir, stay, I charge you,\" said the clergyman; \"if you are\nunwilling to be known yourself, it may be because you have forgotten who", "clerks within the office could not admit him, being themselves made\nprisoners by the prudent jealousy of Mr. Bindloose, to prevent them from", "Sheriff or the Bench of Justices as I used to hae, Mrs. Dods--and the\nProcurator-fiscal is very severe on poaching, being borne out by the new", "already mentioned, leading from the garden into what was usually called\nMiss Clara's walk. Two or three domestics, whispering to each other, and\nwith countenances that showed grief, fear, and suspicion, followed their", "loudly, enquiring after his master; but the clown, conscious of being\ntaken in flagrant delict, as the law says, fled from him like a guilty" ], [ "answer that it was by order of Mr. Touchwood, he resumed his labours,\nunder the persuasion that all was well.", "Mr. Touchwood, and his inseparable friend, Mr. Cargill, wandered on\namidst the gay groups we have described, the former censuring with great", "where he was presently joined by Mr. Touchwood, newly attired, and in\nhigh spirits.", "invader of Mr. Touchwood's comfort; and, at last, he bethought himself\nof company. The natural resource would have been the Well--but the", "recollection of their mistress's panic, by acting very officiously in\nMr. Touchwood's service. By dint of washing and drying, the token of the", "lantern before her, while the other remained to keep the house, and to\nattend to the wants of Mr. Tyrrel, who engaged willingly to sit up to\nreceive Mr. Touchwood.", "entertainment, the nature of which we shall afterwards have occasion to\nexplain. Cards were anew issued to all those who had been formerly\nincluded in the invitation, and of course to Mr. Touchwood, as formerly", "\"Ay--I must be a bloody spectacle,\" said Mr. Touchwood, letting himself\nfall heavily upon his assistant's shoulder, and wiping his face, which", "were meant to repress the old gentleman's advances, and moderate his\nambition to be hail fellow well met with his betters. But Mr. Touchwood", "It was on one of the evenings when the learned divine had taken his\nplace at Mr. Touchwood's social board, or rather at Mrs. Dods's,--for a", "No notice being taken of these inarticulate signals, Mr. Touchwood,\nhowever great an enemy he was to ceremony, saw the necessity of\nintroducing his business, as an apology for his intrusion.", "There remains little more to be told. Mr. Touchwood is still alive,\nforming plans which have no object, and accumulating a fortune, for", "\"Call me what you will, Mr. Touchwood,\" said the young man, \"only make\nout your story true, and my sister innocent!\"", "acknowledged with a blush and a giggle. Nay, so far did Grizzy carry her\nsense of Mr. Touchwood's kindness, that, observing the moon was behind a", "He started from his seat, and hurried eagerly down stairs. But, as he\nwas about to rush from the door of the inn, he was stopped by Touchwood,", "\"Very like; meantime, your losses to-night to my Lord Etherington are no\ntrifle, and no secret neither.\"\n\n\"Mr. Touchwood, I desire to know where you had your information?\" said\nMowbray.", "those whom they concern, escape to the public. He thought this the more\nlikely, as Touchwood was by no means critically nice in his society, but\nwas observed to converse as readily with a gentleman's gentleman, as", "Mr. Touchwood, when surveyed more at leisure, was a short, stout, active\nman, who, though sixty years of age and upwards, retained in his sinews", "Mowbray sat down accordingly; and Touchwood, in his own way, and with\nmany characteristic interjectional remarks, gave him an account of the", "suspended. So it was with a mixture of peevishness and internal\nsatisfaction, that he demanded what had procured him the honour of a\nvisit from Mr. Touchwood at this late hour." ], [ "in order to interest him in the game. The young nobleman complied; and\nin the course of a few hands, the gamesters became both deeply engaged\nin watching and profiting by the changes of fortune. These were so many,", "But while the Earl thus withdrew from public society, it was necessary,\nat least natural, that he should choose some one with whom to share the", "understand they are lower in the world than they have been. This young\nman does not seem to take the best way to mend matters, spending his\ntime among gamblers and black-legs.\"", "proficient, and in which the Earl of Etherington, with less experience,\nproved no novice. They now played for such stakes as Mowbray's state of", "Mowbray had no sooner left the Earl's apartment, than the latter\ncommenced an epistle to a friend and associate, which we lay before the", "way, until he fairly lost breath; and the flier having been long out of\nsight, he recollected at length that his engagement with the Earl of\nEtherington required his attendance at the Castle.", "\"I am glad of that,\" said the Earl, with the same composure, but sinking\nhis voice so as only to be heard by Tyrrel; \"and as we may not again in", "of the plan agreed upon, take place betwixt them. Greatly to his\nsurprise, the young Earl was no where visible, and the place which he\nhad occupied by the side of Lady Binks had been quietly appropriated by", "\"These are not very kind expressions, Mowbray,\" said the Earl; \"you\n_would_ play, and they that will play must expect sometimes to lose\"----", "young Earl of Etherington will be amongst us in a day or two--they say\nhe is up to every thing--if I had but five hundred to begin with, I\nshould be soon up to him.\"", "Meanwhile, the Earl of Etherington walked onward with his confidant, in\nthe full triumph of successful genius.", "to farther and more desperate risks; and, at last, when Mowbray became\nhis debtor to an overwhelming amount, (his circumstances considered,)\nthe Earl threw down the cards, and declared he should be too late for", "Meanwhile the Earl of Etherington hastened home to his own apartments at\nthe Hotel; and, not entirely pleased with the events of the day,", "\"There is but one way remains,\" thought the Earl, as they approached the\nSpa, \"and that is to work on the fears of this d--d vindictive", "said Touchwood. He reported, therefore, to the Earl, after this\ninterview, that, on the whole, he thought he had no reason to fear much", "\"I wish you would,\" answered the Earl; \"it would all turn to my\naccount.\"\n\n\"Do you defy me?--Well, if I meet him, I will put him on his guard.\"", "In the hall of Shaws-Castle the Earl of Etherington met Mowbray,\nreturned from his fruitless chase after the bearer of the anonymous", "The bell summoned Solmes to his lordship's apartment, when the Earl, as\ncoolly as if he had hoped to dupe his experienced valet by such an", "But it was not so much his dizzy recollections of the late carouse which\nhaunted him on awakening, as the inexplicability which seemed to shroud\nthe purposes and conduct of his new ally, the Earl of Etherington.", "\"Clara,\" said the Earl, with a firm, yet softened voice, \"collect and\ncompose yourself. I am, indeed, no shadow--I am a much-injured man, come" ], [ "\"It is Touchwood, sir, at your service; I do not believe you ever heard\nit before,\" answered the traveller.", "suspended. So it was with a mixture of peevishness and internal\nsatisfaction, that he demanded what had procured him the honour of a\nvisit from Mr. Touchwood at this late hour.", "No notice being taken of these inarticulate signals, Mr. Touchwood,\nhowever great an enemy he was to ceremony, saw the necessity of\nintroducing his business, as an apology for his intrusion.", "\"Who told you Mr. Touchwood was a stranger to me?\" said the traveller;\n\"for aught I know, he had a better title to the duties of a son from", "\"The devil he is!--You surprise me, Mr. Touchwood.\"", "noise which Mr. Touchwood made in entering the room, as well as the\ncoughs and hems with which he thought it proper to announce his\npresence.", "\"Call me what you will, Mr. Touchwood,\" said the young man, \"only make\nout your story true, and my sister innocent!\"", "\"No such thing, Mr. Cargill,\" replied Mr Touchwood. \"I will save you the\ntrouble of trying to recollect me--you never saw me before.--But do not", "had been watched, for, as he went to the door of the apartment, he was\nmet by Mr. Touchwood.", "\"Very like; meantime, your losses to-night to my Lord Etherington are no\ntrifle, and no secret neither.\"\n\n\"Mr. Touchwood, I desire to know where you had your information?\" said\nMowbray.", "himself. \"And yet, sir,\" he added, after a pause, \"I was thinking that\nTouchwood is not a Scottish name, at least that I ken of.\"", "\"Unless he hears it from you, my lady,\" answered Mr. Touchwood, who,\nupon Mowbray's entrance, had broken off his discourse with MacTurk, \"I", "\"And what is this Naboab's name, as you call him?\" demanded Jekyl.\n\n\"His name is Touchwood,\" said his informer; \"ye may see him at the Waal\nevery morning.\"", "\"Ay--I must be a bloody spectacle,\" said Mr. Touchwood, letting himself\nfall heavily upon his assistant's shoulder, and wiping his face, which", "Mr. Touchwood, when surveyed more at leisure, was a short, stout, active\nman, who, though sixty years of age and upwards, retained in his sinews", "of an old friend. After the operation was ended, he could not help\naddressing himself to Mr. Touchwood, to demand whether he had not the", "Touchwood informed him by letter that the patient (not otherwise unknown\nto him) was possessed of certain most material information affecting a\nfamily of honour and consequence, and that he himself, with Mr. Mowbray", "your life. Touchwood is my name. What d'ye think of it, now you know\nit?\"", "\"Do with you or me!\" said Touchwood, as if surprised at the question;\n\"he has a great deal to do with me at least, since I am the very man\nmyself.\"", "\"Who, I?--it is unbecoming my station, Mr. Touchwood,\" said the\nclergyman--\"a folly altogether inconsistent with my habits.\"\n\n\"All the better--you shall change your habits.\"" ], [ "\"Well, then,\" replied Touchwood; \"I must first ask you whether you have\nnever heard of a certain old gentleman, called Scrogie, who took it into", "fellow would have paid for his plebeian spirit with a vengeance, had he\nnot found refuge with a surviving partner of the original Scrogie of", "call him Scrogie even in the grave,) paid his debt to nature, every\nbody concluded he would be found to have disinherited his son, the", "\"I did, though,\" said Scrogie, \"and learned enough of what was going on,\nto give Jekyl a hint that sickened him of his commission, I believe--so", "Scrogie; young Scrogie was mad, not to like it as well. The old Earl of\nEtherington was not sane when he married a French wife in secret, and", "Scrogie sounded as well as Mowbray, and had no fancy for an imaginary\ngentility, which was to be attained by the change of one's natural name,", "\"Can't deny it--can't deny it,\" answered Scrogie, a little\ndiscountenanced--\"a mere accident--no one can guard every point.--Egad,", "\"Then, sir,\" said Mowbray, \"if you are really Mr. Scrogie, _tout court_,\nI must suppose the name of Touchwood is assumed?\"", "\"All this may be quite correct, Mr. Touchwood,\" replied Mowbray; \"but\npray, what has this Mr. Scrogie, junior, to do with you or me?\"", "\"I think I have heard from Lord Etherington,\" answered Mowbray, \"to\nwhose communications I owe most of my knowledge about these Scrogie", "\"I have heard of such a person, though only lately,\" said Mowbray.\n\"Reginald Scrogie Mowbray was his name. I have reason to consider his", "respectfully, that, in his condition, the advice and assistance of Mr.\nScrogie Touchwood were too important, not to be purchased at the price\nof submitting his own judgment to that of an experienced and sagacious", "high name of Mowbray, and insisted on retaining his father's original\nappellative of Scrogie, to the great annoyance of his said father's\nears, and damage of his temper.\"", "offended, because the plebeian Scrogie comes to the assistance of the\nterribly great and old house of Mowbray?\"", "Scrogies. And, I dare say, the young lady is just such another--eager\nto get married--no matter to whom.\"", "unfilial Scrogie, and so far every body was right--But it was also\ngenerally believed that he would settle the estate on my father, Lord", "\"Scrogie Touchwood, if you please,\" said the senior; \"the scrog branch\nfirst, for it must become rotten ere it become touchwood--ha, ha,\nha!--you take me.\"", "neither herald nor pursuivant, would patronise Scrogie.--Scrogie!--there\ncould nothing be made out of it--so that my worthy relative had recourse", "at which Captain MacTurk and Mr. Mowbray assisted; and the upshot was,\nthat at breakfast the company were made happy by the information, that", "quarterly, with three stunted or scrog-bushes for Scrogie, and became\nthenceforth Mr. Scrogie Mowbray, or rather, as he subscribed himself," ], [ "breathing her last; and Mrs. Dods, with the maid-servant, ran into the\nbedroom, to witness the death of Hannah Irwin, which shortly after took\nplace.", "that a lady had entered the house like a ghost, and was dying in Mr.\nTyrrel's room. The truth of the story we must tell our own way.", "The Honourable Mr. Bidmore's letters to his father soon after announced\nthat poor Mr. Cargill had been seized with a nervous fever, and again,", "in the course of the night. The medical man shook his head--Tyrrel\nrushed to the bedside, and was convinced by his own eyes that the being", "incurred, conclude a vicious and wretched life, by an ignominious and\npainful death. It was some such inconsistency of character which induced", "that his reconvalescence was attended with so much debility, it seemed\nboth of mind and body, as entirely to destroy his utility as a\ntravelling companion. Shortly after this the travellers separated, and", "carefully attended. During the whole day, she seemed better; but,\nwhether the means of supporting her exhausted frame had been too\nliberally administered, or whether the thoughts which gnawed her", "\"Dead for many years, madam,\" said Dr. Quackleben; \"and there are but\nfew of his pupils that can fill his place, I assure ye. If I could be", "Sir Bingo, soothed by the consequence he had acquired, readily imparted\nto the invalid a thimbleful of his cordial, which, we believe, had been", "rather beyond doctor's skill. Truth is, I have always thought she was a\nlittle--a very little--touched--call it nerves--hypochondria--or what\nyou will.\"", "conscience had returned with double severity when she was released from\nthe pressure of immediate want, it is certain that, about midnight, the\nfever began to gain ground, and the person placed in attendance on her", "one, to know, that it has been occasioned by a pressure on the brain,\nprobably accompanied by a suffusion; and I feel authorized in stating,", "\"God only kens,\" replied Mrs. Dods; \"but I rather suspect the heart than\nthe head--the puir thing is hurried here and there, and down to the", "person. At length, on the repeated expostulation of all present, he\nsuffered himself to be again conducted to another apartment, the surgeon\nfollowing, anxious to give such sad consolation as the case admitted of.", "\"Her mother was dead--her father thought of nothing but his sports,\"\nsaid the Doctor. \"Her brother was educated in England, and cared for", "Mr. Cargill did his duty ably and conscientiously, by a spoiled though\ngood-humoured lad, of weak health and very ordinary parts. He could not,", "\"Puir thing!--no doctor!--nor even a surgeon!--But, Doctor,\" said the\nwidow, \"maybe the puir thing had the enjoyment of her health, ye ken,\nand, then\"----", "A convulsion fit followed, and seemed, by its violence, to explain that\nshe was indeed bound for the last and darksome journey. The maid, who at", "accounted highly accomplished. But there is a strain of something\nirregular in his mind--a vein, in short, of madness, which breaks out in\nthe usual manner, rendering the poor young man a dupe to vain", "the part of Winterblossom. In short, that gentleman could not hold out\nany longer. \"It was,\" he said, \"a very foolish business, he thought; but" ], [ "\"Mrs. Dods,\" said Tyrrel, interrupting her, \"I have no time at present\nfor trifles. I am obliged to you for your attention while I have been in", "\"Probably because your father wanted money, sir,\" said Tyrrel, dryly;\n\"and my worthy landlady, Mrs. Dods, had got some.--You know, I presume,\nsir, that I lodge there?\"", "affair with Mr. Tyrrel, induced Mr. Bindloose to say to Mrs. Dods, with\nas little exultation on the superiority of his own judgment as human\nnature would permit,--", "satisfaction to Mrs. Dods, than her quiet and indifferent friend, Mr.\nTyrrel. If her present lodger could blame, he could also applaud; and no", "\"Well, my good friend,\" said Tyrrel, \"the upshot of all this is, I hope,\nthat I am to stay and have dinner here?\"\n\n\"What for no?\" replied Mrs. Dods.", "Tyrrel, on entering his apartment, found that it was not lighted, nor\nwere the Abigails of Mrs. Dods quite so alert as a waiter at Long's", "\"We will forget Mrs. Dods for the present, if you please, Captain\nMacTurk,\" said Tyrrel--\"and, to speak to the present subject, you will", "\"Are not you,\" said Mrs. Dods, opening her eyes a little as she spoke,\n\"the ghaist of Francis Tirl?\"\n\n\"I am Francis Tyrrel, unquestionably, my old friend.\"", "early loves of Clara and Tyrrel--of the reasons which induced Bulmer at\nfirst to encourage their correspondence, in hopes that his brother\nwould, by a clandestine marriage, altogether ruin himself with his", "\"Well--we will talk of it to-morrow, Mrs. Dods--Good-night.\" And he\nwithdrew accordingly.", "\"I have no doubt of that, Mrs. Dods,\" said the guest; \"and I only wish\nto know how these new comers were able to establish themselves against a", "have counterplotted all his master's fine schemes. For example, as soon\nas I learned Bulmer was coming down here, I contrived to give Tyrrel an", "\"This Mr. Tyrrel,\" she said, in a tone of authoritative decision, \"seems\nafter all a very ordinary sort of person, quite a commonplace man, who,", "best known to you by the name of Francis Tyrrel, though more properly\nentitled to that of Valentine Bulmer, we practised on you a base and", "\"You have nothing to apprehend from my passion, Mr. Bulmer,\" replied\nTyrrel, \"if you can assure yourself against the consequences of your\nown.\"", "Mrs. Dods's conviction, that her friend Tyrrel had been murdered by the\nsanguinary Captain MacTurk remained firm and unshaken; but some", "has heard her testify a general dislike to this species of Fortune's\nfavourites, Mrs. Dods had sense enough to know, that a Nabob living in", "after their recent defeat, followed, cowering in the rear. But\nnotwithstanding this admirable disposition, no sooner had the stranger\nshown his face, and pronounced the words \"Mrs. Dods!\" than a panic", "\"Is not your name Bulmer?\" said the clergyman. \"I--I know--I am\nsometimes apt to make mistakes--But I am sure your name is Bulmer?\"", "since my landlady, Mrs. Dods, has of late discovered that I gain my\nlivelihood by them, why should I disown it?\"" ], [ "early loves of Clara and Tyrrel--of the reasons which induced Bulmer at\nfirst to encourage their correspondence, in hopes that his brother\nwould, by a clandestine marriage, altogether ruin himself with his", "\"I am Francis Tyrrel,\" answered he, \"in blood and body, as much as she\nto whom I speak is Clara Mowbray.\"\n\n\"Then God have mercy on us both!\" said Clara, in a tone of deep feeling.", "\"His title, rank, and fortune, sir, are as much a falsehood as he is\nhimself,\" said Tyrrel, with violence--\"Marry Clara Mowbray? never!\"", "\"Poor Tyrrel,\" said Clara, after she had remained silent for some\ntime--\"Poor Frank Tyrrel!--Perhaps you will say in your turn, Poor", "\"Clara Mowbray!\" exclaimed Tyrrel. \"Alas! is it thus?--Stay--do not go,\"\nfor she turned to make her escape--\"stay--stay--sit down.\"", "\"Alas! Clara, you mistake. Your brother I have scarcely seen,\" replied\nTyrrel, much distressed, and apparently uncertain in what tone to", "\"Be not thus agitated, my dearest Clara,\" said Tyrrel; \"I spoke I know\nnot what--he lives indeed--but far distant, and, I trust, never again to\nrevisit Scotland.\"", "Tyrrel, and you may remember it was I who prevailed on you to conceal\nher marriage.\"", "original plan of the novel. The mock marriage _did_ halt at the church\ndoor, but Clara's virtue had yielded to her real lover, Tyrrel, before\nthe ceremony. Hannah Irwin had deliberately made opportunities for the", "determination not to meet again before the Church made them one, and, on\nthe head of this, the mock marriage shook Clara's reason. This was the", "used to entrap them, they remained guiltless until the fatal evening\nwhen Clara met Tyrrel for the last time ere he removed from the\nneighbourhood--and then the devil and Hannah Irwin triumphed. Much there", "\"Of that, Mr. Tyrrel, I have seen no evidence whatever. The clergyman's\ncertificate is clear--Francis Tyrrel is united to Clara Mowbray in the", "every thing for their secret marriage. The pastor of the parish\n agreed to perform the ceremony, prevailed upon by an argument which\n I used to him, and which Clara, had she guessed it, would have", "\"And does Clara,--I mean does Miss Mowbray, keep company with such women\nas these?\" said Tyrrel, with a tone of interest which he checked as he\nproceeded with the question.", "She pulled up the reins, and stopped as if arrested by a\nthunderbolt.--\"Clara!\"--\"Tyrrel!\" These were the only words which were", "intercourse betwixt him and Clara became impossible, except under\n the most desperate risks. Nay, such was their alarm, that Master", "to her attachment to Tyrrel, and its fatal consequences. Again, still he\ndoubted how that could be--still feared that there must be more behind", "There was another long pause; for Tyrrel was unable to determine with\nhimself in what strain he could address the unfortunate young lady,\nwithout awakening recollections equally painful to her feelings, and", "eyes, the state of the beloved patient. At length there was a long\ninterval--an interval of hours--so long, indeed, that Tyrrel caught from\nit the flattering hope that Clara slept, and that sleep might bring", "\"It has indeed--but, Tyrrel, when was it otherwise with engagements\nformed in youth and in folly? You and I would, you know, become men and" ], [ "\"Very like; meantime, your losses to-night to my Lord Etherington are no\ntrifle, and no secret neither.\"\n\n\"Mr. Touchwood, I desire to know where you had your information?\" said\nMowbray.", "\"The devil he is!--You surprise me, Mr. Touchwood.\"", "\"No such thing, Mr. Cargill,\" replied Mr Touchwood. \"I will save you the\ntrouble of trying to recollect me--you never saw me before.--But do not", "\"And what is this Naboab's name, as you call him?\" demanded Jekyl.\n\n\"His name is Touchwood,\" said his informer; \"ye may see him at the Waal\nevery morning.\"", "There remains little more to be told. Mr. Touchwood is still alive,\nforming plans which have no object, and accumulating a fortune, for", "\"Ay--I must be a bloody spectacle,\" said Mr. Touchwood, letting himself\nfall heavily upon his assistant's shoulder, and wiping his face, which", "of an old friend. After the operation was ended, he could not help\naddressing himself to Mr. Touchwood, to demand whether he had not the", "himself. \"And yet, sir,\" he added, after a pause, \"I was thinking that\nTouchwood is not a Scottish name, at least that I ken of.\"", "\"Call me what you will, Mr. Touchwood,\" said the young man, \"only make\nout your story true, and my sister innocent!\"", "Touchwood informed him by letter that the patient (not otherwise unknown\nto him) was possessed of certain most material information affecting a\nfamily of honour and consequence, and that he himself, with Mr. Mowbray", "\"Who told you Mr. Touchwood was a stranger to me?\" said the traveller;\n\"for aught I know, he had a better title to the duties of a son from", "Mr. Touchwood, when surveyed more at leisure, was a short, stout, active\nman, who, though sixty years of age and upwards, retained in his sinews", "suspended. So it was with a mixture of peevishness and internal\nsatisfaction, that he demanded what had procured him the honour of a\nvisit from Mr. Touchwood at this late hour.", "\"It is Touchwood, sir, at your service; I do not believe you ever heard\nit before,\" answered the traveller.", "your life. Touchwood is my name. What d'ye think of it, now you know\nit?\"", "\"Then, sir,\" said Mowbray, \"if you are really Mr. Scrogie, _tout court_,\nI must suppose the name of Touchwood is assumed?\"", "\"Who, I?--it is unbecoming my station, Mr. Touchwood,\" said the\nclergyman--\"a folly altogether inconsistent with my habits.\"\n\n\"All the better--you shall change your habits.\"", "\"Unless he hears it from you, my lady,\" answered Mr. Touchwood, who,\nupon Mowbray's entrance, had broken off his discourse with MacTurk, \"I", "\"The evidence,\" answered Touchwood, \"of one who was a deep agent in all\nthese matters, from first to last--as complete a rogue, I believe, as", "\"But _I_ shall be murdered presently,\" said old Touchwood from the\nkitchen, where he had hitherto remained a mute auditor of this" ], [ "account of it. And if this Etherington, or Bulmer, had been a good\nfellow, I would have seen all the Mowbrays that ever wore broad cloth at", "\"We shall soon see that, my Lord Etherington, or rather Mr. Valentine\nBulmer,\" said Mowbray, springing from his horse, and throwing the bridle\nover the bough of a tree.", "\"Is not your name Bulmer?\" said the clergyman. \"I--I know--I am\nsometimes apt to make mistakes--But I am sure your name is Bulmer?\"", "\"At least, my lord,\" answered Mowbray, \"your lordship will allow, that,\nbeing Miss Mowbray's only near relation, and sole guardian, I may,", "\"Young man,\" said Mr. Cargill, \"you cannot disguise yourself from me. I\nam sure--my mind assures me, that you are that very Bulmer whom Heaven\nhath sent here to prevent crime.\"", "She paused, and answered sullenly, \"I had my reasons--Bulmer had treated\nme with scorn. He told me plainly that he used me but as a", "view, not reverting to former passages, he has laid before her brother a\nproposal of alliance, with which Mr. Mowbray is highly pleased.\"", "their own. Mr. Mowbray was now, however, to the great delight of all\nhis companions, nailed down, by invitation given and accepted, and they", "But it all ended in this, that Mr. Mowbray was independent enough to\nplease himself, and that such was Mr. Mowbray's pleasure.", "\"Well said, Mr. Mowbray,\" replied the senior, \"well said. Let me once\nhave the management of your affairs, and we will brush them up for you", "before ascertaining Clara's inclination. But while as yet the matter is\nbetween ourselves--I make you welcome to draw back if you think proper.\nClara Mowbray needs not push for a catch-match.\"", "lay betwixt them. It was then that, observing his closer approach, Miss\nMowbray called out with great eagerness,--\"No nearer--no nearer!--So", "\"Feel as a fool,\" said Touchwood, \"for that is the true case. Nothing\nwould please this Bulmer better than to fight through his rogueries--he", "\"Well,\" replied Mowbray, \"that shall be my business. I know no reason\nshe can pretend to decline a marriage so honourable to her house, and", "\"It was Mr. Mowbray of St. Ronan's, whom I desired to see--John Mowbray\nof St. Ronan's--the lady promised to bring him here.\"", "and blood to a man like this Bulmer, whose character is now laid before\nyou, merely because a disappointed old maid speaks scandal of her? A", "\"Much obliged, Mrs. Blower,\" said Mowbray unable to resist the\ntemptation which this speech offered; \"but my sister is not yet of\nquality sufficient, to entitle her to rob her friends of their shawls.\"", "Mowbray being married to any one, unquestionably because he knows that,\nin doing so, she would introduce disgrace into some honest family--and,\ntruly, I am much of his mind, my lord.\"", "\"And where may you propose to retire to?\" said Mowbray. \"I think that I,\nyour only relation and natural guardian, have a right to know that--my\nhonour and that of my family is concerned.\"", "\"Mowbray,\" said Lord Etherington, lowering his voice, and taking him by\nthe arm, \"it is true that I did so--and truly glad I am to observe," ], [ "early loves of Clara and Tyrrel--of the reasons which induced Bulmer at\nfirst to encourage their correspondence, in hopes that his brother\nwould, by a clandestine marriage, altogether ruin himself with his", "\"Hear me--but question not.--Bulmer had gained the advantage over me\nwhich he pretended to have had over Clara. From that moment my", "was of remorse--much of resolutions of separation until the Church\nshould unite them--but these only forwarded my machinations--for I was\ndetermined she should wed Bulmer, not Tyrrel.\"", "\"Come, Clara,\" he continued, greatly agitated, \"do not be silly; if you\nwill not open the door, I must force it, that's all; for how can I tell", "stepping-stone to his own purposes: and that these finally centred in\nwedding Clara. I was resolved he should wed her, and take with her\ninfamy and misery to his bed.\"", "She paused, and answered sullenly, \"I had my reasons--Bulmer had treated\nme with scorn. He told me plainly that he used me but as a", "He was turning away, when Clara, springing forward, caught him by the\narm, and repeated, in a low and impressive voice, the commandment,--\"Thou\nshalt do no murder!\"", "matrimonial blessing on Clara and me, nearly eight years ago. He\n insisted upon addressing me by the name of Valentine Bulmer, under\n which I was then best known. It did not suit me at present to put", "\"After the devil!\" he answered, fiercely; then drawing in his head, and\ntaking her hand, \"By my soul, Clara--it is true, if ever there was truth", "than her reluctance to confess the fraud which had been practised on her\nby Bulmer; and then, again, he strengthened himself in the first and", "\"Never, never shall he--dare he do so,\" replied Clara, wildly, \"while\nwater can drown, while cords can strangle, steel pierce--while there is", "\"Your expectation, be it ever so ominous, shall be fully satisfied. That\nBulmer, when he told you that a secret marriage was necessary to Miss", "and blood to a man like this Bulmer, whose character is now laid before\nyou, merely because a disappointed old maid speaks scandal of her? A", "determination not to meet again before the Church made them one, and, on\nthe head of this, the mock marriage shook Clara's reason. This was the", "with Clara Mowbray, he conceives, that unless it should be the lady's\nwish to have the ceremony repeated to which he is most desirous to defer", "\"I acted,\" said the sick woman, \"only as Bulmer instructed me; but I had\nto do with a master of the game. He contrived, by his agent Solmes, to", "your wonder higher before I am done. It is very true, that your sister\nwas indeed joined in marriage with this same Bulmer, that calls himself\nby the title of Etherington; but it is just as true, that the marriage", "and if Clara, after I have done and said all that a brother ought to do,\nshould remain repugnant, there is a point in the exertion of my\ninfluence which it would be cruelty to pass.\"", "\"Feel as a fool,\" said Touchwood, \"for that is the true case. Nothing\nwould please this Bulmer better than to fight through his rogueries--he", "Valentine Bulmer--the very Valentine Bulmer whom I--but I will not make\nyour private affairs any part of this exposition--enough, you _are_\nValentine Bulmer.\"" ], [ "\"Very like; meantime, your losses to-night to my Lord Etherington are no\ntrifle, and no secret neither.\"\n\n\"Mr. Touchwood, I desire to know where you had your information?\" said\nMowbray.", "Touchwood informed him by letter that the patient (not otherwise unknown\nto him) was possessed of certain most material information affecting a\nfamily of honour and consequence, and that he himself, with Mr. Mowbray", "\"The evidence,\" answered Touchwood, \"of one who was a deep agent in all\nthese matters, from first to last--as complete a rogue, I believe, as", "those whom they concern, escape to the public. He thought this the more\nlikely, as Touchwood was by no means critically nice in his society, but\nwas observed to converse as readily with a gentleman's gentleman, as", "\"Unless he hears it from you, my lady,\" answered Mr. Touchwood, who,\nupon Mowbray's entrance, had broken off his discourse with MacTurk, \"I", "\"Upon my honour,\" said Touchwood, \"I neither had my information from\nLord Etherington directly nor indirectly. I say thus much to give you\nsatisfaction, and I now expect you will hear me with patience.\"", "\"What was my business with that, Mr. Mowbray?\" replied Touchwood; \"you\nwould have been very angry had any one suspected you of not being sharp", "acknowledged with a blush and a giggle. Nay, so far did Grizzy carry her\nsense of Mr. Touchwood's kindness, that, observing the moon was behind a", "suspended. So it was with a mixture of peevishness and internal\nsatisfaction, that he demanded what had procured him the honour of a\nvisit from Mr. Touchwood at this late hour.", "recollection of their mistress's panic, by acting very officiously in\nMr. Touchwood's service. By dint of washing and drying, the token of the", "Mowbray sat down accordingly; and Touchwood, in his own way, and with\nmany characteristic interjectional remarks, gave him an account of the", "\"But _I_ shall be murdered presently,\" said old Touchwood from the\nkitchen, where he had hitherto remained a mute auditor of this", "of an old friend. After the operation was ended, he could not help\naddressing himself to Mr. Touchwood, to demand whether he had not the", "\"There now,\" said Touchwood, \"there _was_ a rencontre between them--the\nvery thing I wanted to know.\"", "\"Ay--I must be a bloody spectacle,\" said Mr. Touchwood, letting himself\nfall heavily upon his assistant's shoulder, and wiping his face, which", "\"Call me what you will, Mr. Touchwood,\" said the young man, \"only make\nout your story true, and my sister innocent!\"", "There remains little more to be told. Mr. Touchwood is still alive,\nforming plans which have no object, and accumulating a fortune, for", "\"And what is this Naboab's name, as you call him?\" demanded Jekyl.\n\n\"His name is Touchwood,\" said his informer; \"ye may see him at the Waal\nevery morning.\"", "\"No such thing, Mr. Cargill,\" replied Mr Touchwood. \"I will save you the\ntrouble of trying to recollect me--you never saw me before.--But do not", "\"Very like, very like,\" said Touchwood, with the most provoking\nindifference; \"I guessed as much before.\"" ], [ "attempt only determined the latter to leave the country; nor has he been\nsince heard of, although the title and estates of Etherington lie vacant\nfor his acceptance. It is the opinion of many, that he has entered into", "Etherington and estates belonging to it--on condition that he allows the\nwoman, whose peace of mind he has ruined for ever, to walk through the", "\"And what has my sister to do with all this?\" asked Mowbray, in great\nsurprise.\n\n\"Nothing; but that it belongs to her when she becomes Countess of\nEtherington.\"", "\"No nearer--no nearer,\" she exclaimed, \"if you would have me look upon\nyou and live!\" Lord Etherington remained standing, as if uncertain", "\"What, you expect I am again to urge you with Lord Etherington's\ncourtship?--That _might_ have saved all, indeed--But that day of grace\nis over.\"", "Etherington, the son of his sister, and therein every one was wrong. For\nmy excellent grand-uncle had pondered with himself, that the favoured", "else she could have done. But, not being Lord Etherington, and an\nanointed scoundrel into the bargain, I will content myself with", "happily apart. My own estate is large, and Nettlewood will bear\ndividing.\"", "\"He lies,\" answered Lord Etherington, \"so far as he pretends I know of\nsuch papers. I consider the whole story as froth--foam--fudge, or", "\"The bequest of my grand-uncle lapses,\" said the Earl, \"and fair\nNettlewood, with its old house, and older oaks, manorial rights, Hodge", "learned that his house was to be applied to for the original deeds left\nin charge by the deceased Earl of Etherington, he expedited a letter,\ndirecting that only the copies should be sent, and thus rendered", "\"About nothing,\" said Etherington, \"except a mare's nest of Mr.\nMowbray's discovering. He always knew his sister played the madwoman,", "subject, his sister might form upon his property.--\"What estate?--there\nis nothing belongs to our family, save these lands of St. Ronan's, or", "Lord Etherington's delight in the exercise of charity, kindness, and\ngenerosity, was not so exuberant as to prevent his devising some means", "The mention of the St. Ronan's family, and of a secret relating to them,\nbanished the thoughts which Lord Etherington began to entertain of", "\"You do--you do, my friend,\" said Etherington, shaking him by the hand;\n\"and since I must consider your present negotiation as failed, I must\ndevise some other mode of settling with this mad and troublesome\nfellow.\"", "account of it. And if this Etherington, or Bulmer, had been a good\nfellow, I would have seen all the Mowbrays that ever wore broad cloth at", "upper end of the board. But the vanishing of Lord Etherington in a\nmanner so sudden and unaccountable--the obvious ill-humour of Lady", "\"There was something in it after all,\" he said, \"that he could not\nperfectly understand. Etherington, an used hand--d----d sharp--up to\nevery thing, and yet he lost his money like a baby.\"", "\"We will say no more of it at present, if you please,\" said Lord\nEtherington, \"to-morrow is a new day; and if you will take my advice," ], [ "representing to Mowbray, that if he staid in the vicinity, a prison\nwould soon separate them. Mowbray and his companion then departed", "on the cast. But, as it drew towards a conclusion, fortune altogether\ndeserted him who stood most in need of her favour, and Mowbray, with", "threats or flattery, extort from her any light concerning her purpose on\nthe approaching and important Thursday. To do John Mowbray justice, he\nloved his sister as much as he was capable of loving any thing but", "\"So be it,\" said Mowbray; \"but, as you declare for leaving the castle\njust now, I must first speak a single word with your lordship, for which\nthis place is not altogether convenient.\"", "John Mowbray either on the back or front of it. He had mair need to be\npaying the debts which he has made already, than making new anes, that", "\"If your lordship thinks so,\" said Mowbray,--and then passing rapidly to\nwhat he felt he could say with more confidence,--\"Indeed, at any rate,", "Under the influence of this apprehension, Mowbray, after another hasty\nglance around the apartment, as if to assure himself that Clara was not", "\"You are mad, I think, in earnest,\" said Mowbray; \"can you really be so\nabsurd as to rejoice that you have no way left to relieve yourself and\nme from ruin, want, and shame?\"", "addressed him. Mowbray, on his part, kept his looks fixed on the ground,\nwith a flush on his cheek, that expressed at once false pride and real\nshame.", "\"I cannot understand one word of all this,\" said Mowbray. \"I must to my\nsister instantly, and demand of her if there be any real foundation for\nthese wonderful averments.\"", "\"It is a shame indeed,\" said Mowbray, turning from his confident and\nagent, and addressing himself to the company in general, yet not without\na peculiar look directed to Tyrrel.", "for the messenger who had brought the letter. \"He was in the hall,\" the\nservant thought, and Mowbray ran to the hall. No--the messenger was not", "Lady Penelope loved money, and feared the law; and this hint, fortified\nby her acquaintance with Mowbray's love of his sister, and his irritable", "his name was John Mowbray, he would trouble himself no more about them.", "\"You have left yourself little time to prevent such an event, my lord,\"\nsaid Mowbray; \"but things being as I now see them, you shall have what", "night, nor occupied the bed. Mowbray struck his forehead in an agony of\nremorse and fear. \"I have terrified her to death,\" he said; \"she has", "When Mowbray crossed the brook, as we have already detailed, his mind\nwas in that wayward and uncertain state, which seeks something whereon", "\"I fear I may not,\" said Mowbray, starting from her, and more distressed\nby her sudden and unsuspicious compliance, than he would have been by", "\"And why should you think so, my lord?\" answered Mowbray, whose losses\nhad rendered him testy and contradictory upon every subject that was", "consequence to their estate; and yet Mr. Mowbray set himself against me,\nmy lord, in every possible sort of way, and encouraged the under-bred" ] ]

[ "What is the name of the spa at Innerleithan?", "Which kind of spring was discovered at Saint Ronan's?", "Who prevented Francis from marrying Clara?", "Who borrowed money from Clara in order to improve his luck at gambling?", "Who reminded Clara that she is forbidden to get married?", "Who rescued Mr. Touchwood from drowning?", "Who did Mr. Touchwood announce himself as?", "What did Clara die from?", "Who is the sheriff's clerk?", "Who is the Earl of Etherington's half brother?", "What is Saint Ronan's Well?", "What town is Saint Ronan's Well located in?", "What country does the story take place in?", "Who is the sheriffs clerk?", "Who did Mr Touchwell persuade to join him?", "Who did the earl spend his time gambling with?", "Who does Mr. Touchwood announce himself to be?", "Who did Scrogie bribe?", "Who died of congestion of the brain?", "Why were both Bulmer and Tyrrel known by Mrs. Dods prior to the beginning of this story?", "What had prevented Clara and Tyrrel from marrying in the past?", "Who does Mr. Touchwood reveal himself to be?", "How does Bulmer first attempt to gain John Mowbray's approval for his marriage to Clara?", "After rejecting his first proposal, how does Bulmer attempt to force Clara into marriage?", "Which one of the characters revealed secret information to Mr. Touchwood?", "Why are the Etherington estates never claimed?", "Why must John Mowbray flee the continent?" ]

[ [ "Saint Ronan's Well", "Saint Ronan's Well." ], [ "A mineral spring", "Mineral springs" ], [ "Bulmer", "valentine bulmer" ], [ "Her brother John Mowbray", "John Mowbray." ], [ "Rev Mr. Cargill", "The minister." ], [ "Tyrrel", "Tyrrel" ], [ "Scrogie", "Scrogie" ], [ "Congestion of the brain", "brain congestion" ], [ "Mr. Bindloose", "Mr. Bindloose. " ], [ "Francis Tyrrel", "Francis Tyrrel" ], [ "A spa", "A spa" ], [ "Innerleithen", "Innerleithen" ], [ "Scotland", "Scotland. " ], [ "Mr. Bindloose", "mr. bindloose" ], [ "Rev Mr. Cargill", "Cargill" ], [ "John Mowbray", "John Mowbray" ], [ "Scrogie", "Scrogie. " ], [ "Solmes?", "Solmes" ], [ "Clara", "Clara" ], [ "They had previously stayed at Cleikum Inn while they were students at Edinburgh.", "They had stayed at her Inn before" ], [ "Bulmer, his half-brother, had betrayed him to become earl of Etherington.", "bulmer's treachery" ], [ "He is Scrogie, the disinherited heir to the fortune given instead to Bulmer.", "scrogie" ], [ "He allows her brother, John, to win a considerable sum of money while gambling.", "Letting him win while gambling" ], [ "He wins a large sum of money from John Mowbray, and agrees to cancel this debt if she marries him.", "by promising to cancel the debt " ], [ "Solmes, who is Mr. Bulmer's valet.", "Rev Mr Cargill." ], [ "The rightful heir, Tyrell, choses instead to live in a Moravian mission.", "Because the heir decided to spend his life in a mission " ], [ "He has killed Mr. Bulmer in a duel.", "To escape imprisonment. " ] ]

[ [ "Ed is naturally terrified by this. He watches until it is clear that it is blood and not just more gook.", "This ends with a loud, terrifying shriek. It seems to echo around the room as Ed watches. Then the voices stop.", "behind it, there is some sort of body moving. Ed pulls the curtain\nback. He reveals a baby, just born, lying in the tub. Most of the murky", "Ed answers the door and sees that it is now dark outside.", "INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT\n\n\nEd lies awake in bed. He is sweaty and nervous. His eyes are wide-open, blood-shot and tired.", "Then the ticking stops. Ed looks at a clock on the wall. The second hand has stopped.\n\n\nHe hears voices in the other room.\n\n\nINT. EVE'S ROOM", "Ed walks slowly upstairs. The noises around him in the basement are now at their loudest. \n\n\nINT. BATHROOM", "He sees the door knob turn quietly in the door. The door is locked.\n\n\nEd approaches the door slowly, but suddenly, there is a crash against it. Someone is trying to knock the door down.", "Susie. Hi, it's Ed. I'm sorry I woke you up.\n\n\nSUSIE\n\n\nIs something wrong?\n\n\nED", "As Ed walks into the bathroom, he can see that\nthere is something in the bathtub. The shower curtain is closed, but", "They pass by the bathroom. The gurgling noises\nfrom the plumbing echo around the hallway, and while the police don't\nseem to pay it any mind, Ed can definitely hear it.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM", "Ed watches Derm looking at him. Then he notices, behind Derm, blood seeping over the rim of the bathtub.\n\n\nEd turns to Eve's room, where the piano can still be heard.", "Ed peers out at the light in the window,\nlistening to the woman's increasing moans. The woman seems to be in", "Ed's attention turns to the diary, which is\nstill sitting on the desk where he left it. Ed sits in the chair and\nstarts paging through Eve's diary. The piano continues playing.", "INT. HALLWAY - DAY\n\n\nAs Ed opens the basement door, he sees that it is bright daylight again.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM", "Ed backs slowly away from the window. He hears someone knocking on the front door.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM", "Ed finds himself in the kitchen. He looks at his\nhands which are covered with bloody muck from the tub. He washes them\noff in the sink. He looks over at the kitchen knife which has been\ndrying in the dish rack.", "There is a noise outside and Ed gets up to investigate.\n\n\nINT. HALLWAY - NIGHT\n\n\nEd walks through the dark hallway and into the living room of his small house.", "After a few seconds, Ed emerges from the\nshadow. He drops the knife into the water at his feet. As he does,\nblood runs out of the shadow, mixing with the water in the basement\nfloor.", "We then see the reverse shot of this and it is\nalso of Ed, so that Ed is, in effect, looking up at himself through the\ncloudy water." ], [ "GEOFFREY\n\n\nIt's been a few days, hasn't it, since your wife disappeared?\n\n\nED\n\n\nDays? Yes. I guess.", "SADIE\n\n\nWhere's your wife?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's at her mother's. She's gone for a while.", "That's a relief. Do you know anywhere your wife might have gone?\n\n\nED\n\n\nI called the only place I could think of. And I called the hospital.", "on his wife. Uh-huh. Well, he said you called him last night and told\nhim that you had found her body. Uh-huh. I see. In the woods, near", "By the front door, hanging on the wall, is a\nframed picture of Eve, Ed's wife. Ed passes by it and looks outside\nthrough the window. There is some wind outside, but nothing else.", "ED\n\n\nLook, she disappeared. I haven't seen her. Why do you think I called the police?\n\n\nGEORGE", "GEOFFREY\n\n\nDo you feel responsible at all for your wife's disappearance?\n\n\nED\n\n\nWhy?\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Yes, sir. In the woods, near George Simian's house, where we found her car. I'm afraid she's dead.\n\n\nEd drops the phone. He walks trance-like into the hallway.", "It's your wife. We've found her...\n\n\nED\n\n\nYou found her.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nWe found her body.", "GEORGE\n\n\nI love her. I'm sorry. I know she's your wife.\n\n\nGeorge is crying. Ed, despite himself, is moved.", "Ed waits by the door until he hears her footsteps walking away outside.\n\n\nSadie stands up, looking nervous.\n\n\nSADIE\n2t2Is that your wife?", "The doctor nods, then walks into the hospital\nroom where, we see now, Ed's MOTHER is lying in a hospital bed, hooked", "Ed has taken her pants off, but his passion and\nenthusiasm has faded, and he stops and stares off into space, towards\nthe bathroom. He is spooked.", "Then the ticking stops. Ed looks at a clock on the wall. The second hand has stopped.\n\n\nHe hears voices in the other room.\n\n\nINT. EVE'S ROOM", "Ed peers out at the light in the window,\nlistening to the woman's increasing moans. The woman seems to be in", "Then the noise dies down and the woman can be heard sobbing in the distance.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT\n\n\nEd picks up the phone and dials 911.", "Ed opens the door. Sadie is lying on the floor,\npassed out. Her pants are around her knees, as if she passed out while\nstanding up from the toilet.", "Ed waits outside and, a second later, Sadie\ncomes out, still reeling, clutching her purse. She leans on Ed, who\nleads her into the bedroom.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM", "No. She was supposed to be home around six. I cooked her dinner.\n\n\nSUSIE\n\n\nCould she have gone anywhere else?\n\n\nED", "Ed looks out of the window. The window is\npositioned facing the street, but not the porch, so he cannot see who" ], [ "Ed's attention turns to the diary, which is\nstill sitting on the desk where he left it. Ed sits in the chair and\nstarts paging through Eve's diary. The piano continues playing.", "Ed, now standing in the bathroom, strikes a\nmatch and holds it up to the diary until the corner finally catches on\nfire. He fans out the pages so that it will catch more.", "We have to keep some things to ourselves, or we'd go crazy. This is your wife's handwriting?\n\n\nHe shows him the diary.\n\n\nED", "Ed takes the diary and wanders into Eve's room, flipping through it as he walks.\n\n\nINT. EVE'S ROOM", "Ed flips through the last pages of the diary. He\nreads for a minute. Some distant noises are coming from the neighbor's", "Ed looks longingly at his reflection. Ed Saxon,\n45, is a morbid, insecure man. His frustration with his life has tinged", "INT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd sits down at his desk. He looks over the papers on his desk. Sadie's is on top. He looks it over.", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Ed waits outside and, a second later, Sadie\ncomes out, still reeling, clutching her purse. She leans on Ed, who\nleads her into the bedroom.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM", "Ed shuts the door. He's a little wired so he\nsits at his desk and picks up a pile of his students' papers. He reads\nthe one on top, marking it with a red pen as he does.", "I can give it to you tomorrow, if you still want it.\n\n\nEd leaves the diary on Eve's writing table and walks the officers out.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM", "Does your wife keep a diary?\n\n\nED\n\n\nNo. She isn't the type.\n\n\nDERM", "Ed lies on the bed and Sadie lies next to him,\nunder the covers. Ed slips his hand under the back of her sweater and\nfiddles with her bra while they kiss.", "ED\n\n\nSure. Go ahead.\n\n\nSadie takes her purse and goes into the bathroom. Ed finishes his soup. The phone rings and he picks it up.", "This is Ed Saxon.\n\n\nMRS MASTRIONI\n\n\nOh, yes. Didn't make it in today, huh?\n\n\nED", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "Ed opens the door. Sadie is lying on the floor,\npassed out. Her pants are around her knees, as if she passed out while\nstanding up from the toilet.", "Ed hangs up. He is shaky, but also strangely\nexhilarated. He turns off the ringer on the phone and turns down the\nvolume on the answering machine.\n\n\nINT. KITCHEN" ], [ "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "If he had some questions to ask me, he could have asked me on the phone.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nCalm down, Mr Saxon.\n\n\nED", "GEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Ed looks longingly at his reflection. Ed Saxon,\n45, is a morbid, insecure man. His frustration with his life has tinged", "Geoffrey does look scared. He has quickly packed up his briefcase.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon. Please. I understand you're under a lot of stress.", "Mr Saxon. May I be frank?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. Please.\n\n\nDERM", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "Mr Saxon? Detective Derm.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes, hi.\n\n\nDERM", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "Hello.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\n(over phone)\n\n\nHe, Mr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes?", "Detective Derm, please. Hi, Charlie, it's Geoffrey. I'm\nover at Ed Saxon's house. Yeah. He was hoping to get some information", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Ed watches him disappear into the shadow and\nthen, makes his move. He rushes into the shadow with his knife raised\nand both he and George are engulfed in darkness.", "Mr Saxon. You are supposed to call us when you plan on missing class. There were students waiting for you.\n\n\nED", "What kind of bullshit is that?\n\n\nMRS MASTRIONI\n\n\nThere's no need to get upset, Mr Saxon.\n\n\nED", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon. Is there something wrong with your answering machine?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. It broke when I fell on it.", "This is Ed Saxon.\n\n\nMRS MASTRIONI\n\n\nOh, yes. Didn't make it in today, huh?\n\n\nED", "Yes. Hope. But why is he coming over here?\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nHe said he had some questions to ask you.\n\n\nED" ], [ "GEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "Ed looks longingly at his reflection. Ed Saxon,\n45, is a morbid, insecure man. His frustration with his life has tinged", "Geoffrey does look scared. He has quickly packed up his briefcase.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon. Please. I understand you're under a lot of stress.", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "Ed watches him disappear into the shadow and\nthen, makes his move. He rushes into the shadow with his knife raised\nand both he and George are engulfed in darkness.", "Mr Saxon. May I be frank?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. Please.\n\n\nDERM", "If he had some questions to ask me, he could have asked me on the phone.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nCalm down, Mr Saxon.\n\n\nED", "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "Mr Saxon? Detective Derm.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes, hi.\n\n\nDERM", "She was murdered.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nED\n\n\nDid they ever catch the man who did it?", "After a few seconds, Ed emerges from the\nshadow. He drops the knife into the water at his feet. As he does,\nblood runs out of the shadow, mixing with the water in the basement\nfloor.", "They found your sweater. It has blood all over it.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nYou're kidding.\n\n\nED", "Ed withdraws as much as he can into his corner until he is in complete darkness.\n\n\nHe watches George approaching him and he slowly raises his knife.", "Hello.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\n(over phone)\n\n\nHe, Mr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes?", "on his wife. Uh-huh. Well, he said you called him last night and told\nhim that you had found her body. Uh-huh. I see. In the woods, near", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Mazurek comes into the office carrying Sadie's sweater, which has blood all over it.\n\n\nSnyder follows Mazurek in and looks over Mazurek's shoulder.", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM" ], [ "He spills the pills on the kitchen counter and\ncounts them quickly. There are about ten left. He pours them into his\nmouth and swallows the rest of the wine.", "Ed takes a long look at himself in the mirror.\nHe is wet with blood and dirt. He opens the medicine cabinet and finds\nthe sleeping pills he was using before. He opens the bottle and empties\nit into his hand. There are only about five pills left.", "He searches through the medicine cabinet, which\nis full of women's items, and takes out a Cosco-sized bottle of\nsleeping pills. He reads the back and takes two.", "Stewart takes a couple of pills from a bottle and takes them, chasing them down with a coffee he has with him.\n\n\nSTEWART", "INT. KITCHEN\n\n\nSadie follows him in.\n\n\nEd opens the pills quickly and swallows three of them with a glass of water.\n\n\nSADIE", "He takes the two toothbrushes from a toothpaste-crusty glass and fills it with water. He takes the pills.", "Geoffrey's watch alarm goes off. He looks at the\ntime and then, habitually takes a shiny silver pillbox from his pocket.\nHe takes two pills out.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "The bathroom is completely clean. There is no\nsign of any of the activity from before. Ed finds the bottle of\nprescription sleeping pills. It is empty. He takes a couple of Midol\nand swallows them dry.", "Those pills cost a lot. They must be strong.\n\n\nED\n\n\nThey're sleeping pills. I've been having trouble sleeping.\n\n\nSADIE", "Geoffrey takes a thermos from his briefcase, pours some hot tea into the lid and swallows the pills with a mouthful of tea.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Ed doesn't sleep anymore. He's beginning to scare me.\nHe takes all these pills to help him sleep, but they only make it", "Ed looks longingly at his reflection. Ed Saxon,\n45, is a morbid, insecure man. His frustration with his life has tinged", "GEOFFREY\n\n\nDid you take the pills?\n\n\nED\n\n\nThe pills are fucking useless.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Ed pours a few more pills into his hand, swallowing them with some wine from the bottle.\n\n\nINT. BATHROOM", "Geoffrey does look scared. He has quickly packed up his briefcase.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon. Please. I understand you're under a lot of stress.", "Ed takes the sleeping pills from the medicine cabinet and takes two more.\n\n\nINT. HALLWAY", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "SADIE\n2t2You must be tired. Those pills must be working.\n\n\nED\n2t2I don't think they're working at all.", "He takes a bottle of Midol, or some other feminine pain-killer. He\ntakes a few of them and chases them down with a handful of tap water.", "bottle of cold medicine which he finishes off. He drinks down a nearly\nfull bottle of pink diarrhea medicine. He finds a bottle of" ], [ "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "on his wife. Uh-huh. Well, he said you called him last night and told\nhim that you had found her body. Uh-huh. I see. In the woods, near", "Ed waits outside and, a second later, Sadie\ncomes out, still reeling, clutching her purse. She leans on Ed, who\nleads her into the bedroom.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM", "She kisses him again.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM\n\n\nSadie turns the lights off and we can only see by the light coming in from the hallway.", "Sadie gets up and puts on her shirt. She grabs the rest of her clothes and goes into the living room.\n\n\nEd stares after her, listening to her finish dressing herself and then leave.", "As he watches, he can hear Derm talking to Sadie.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\n(O.S.)", "Ed peers out at the light in the window,\nlistening to the woman's increasing moans. The woman seems to be in", "What if my wife had found it?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nOh. Is she here?\n\n\nED", "Ed looks longingly at his reflection. Ed Saxon,\n45, is a morbid, insecure man. His frustration with his life has tinged", "He looks out of the window in Eve's room. He\nsees that the light in the neighbor's window is on. The couple next\ndoor are having another argument, but this one is much more intense\nthan the last.", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "This ends with a loud, terrifying shriek. It seems to echo around the room as Ed watches. Then the voices stop.", "Geoffrey does look scared. He has quickly packed up his briefcase.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon. Please. I understand you're under a lot of stress.", "Sadie skips out the door and Ed shuts it behind her.\n\n\nINT. BATHROOM\n\n\nEd turns on the shower, washing the ashes down the drain.", "Then the ticking stops. Ed looks at a clock on the wall. The second hand has stopped.\n\n\nHe hears voices in the other room.\n\n\nINT. EVE'S ROOM", "ED\n2t2So you'll stay?\n\n\nSADIE\n2t2If you want me to.\n\n\nEd comes over to her and kisses her.", "He turns Sadie onto her back, turning himself\naway from the closet. His kisses run down her chest until he gets to\nher jeans. He unbuttons her jeans and starts to pull them off, kissing\nas he goes.", "Ed backs into the wall and then, losing strength in his legs, lowers himself to the floor. He keeps watching the bathtub.", "GEORGE\n\n\nI love her. I'm sorry. I know she's your wife.\n\n\nGeorge is crying. Ed, despite himself, is moved." ], [ "Ed looks longingly at his reflection. Ed Saxon,\n45, is a morbid, insecure man. His frustration with his life has tinged", "This is Ed Saxon.\n\n\nMRS MASTRIONI\n\n\nOh, yes. Didn't make it in today, huh?\n\n\nED", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "GEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "Mr Saxon. May I be frank?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. Please.\n\n\nDERM", "Mr Saxon? Detective Derm.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes, hi.\n\n\nDERM", "ED\n\n\nHello.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "Hello.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\n(over phone)\n\n\nHe, Mr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes?", "Detective Derm, please. Hi, Charlie, it's Geoffrey. I'm\nover at Ed Saxon's house. Yeah. He was hoping to get some information", "INT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd sits down at his desk. He looks over the papers on his desk. Sadie's is on top. He looks it over.", "Ed waits outside and, a second later, Sadie\ncomes out, still reeling, clutching her purse. She leans on Ed, who\nleads her into the bedroom.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM", "It is a very long hospital hallway, and the figure walking toward Ed is a doctor, carrying a clipboard.\n\n\nDOCTOR\n\n\nMr Saxon.\n\n\nED", "Ed lies on the bed and Sadie lies next to him,\nunder the covers. Ed slips his hand under the back of her sweater and\nfiddles with her bra while they kiss.", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon. Is there something wrong with your answering machine?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. It broke when I fell on it.", "Did you go to work today, Mr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nNo. I guess I didn't.\n\n\nDERM", "The phone rings and he picks it up.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nHello.\n\n\nED", "The phone rings. He gives up searching and, with some wet toilet paper stuck to his arm, hurries to answer the phone.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd picks up the phone." ], [ "ED\n\n\nLook, she disappeared. I haven't seen her. Why do you think I called the police?\n\n\nGEORGE", "The phone rings. He gives up searching and, with some wet toilet paper stuck to his arm, hurries to answer the phone.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd picks up the phone.", "Then the noise dies down and the woman can be heard sobbing in the distance.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT\n\n\nEd picks up the phone and dials 911.", "Ed hangs up. Almost instantly, he sees some\nlights pass by the window. He looks through the window and sees a\npolice car pull up. He opens the door and watches the officer as he\napproaches the house.", "Ed's desk sits on one side of the living room,\ncrammed into the corner. He searches quickly through the stuff on the\ndesk and finds a small address book. He finds a name in the book and\ndials the number.", "She hangs up. Ed stays on the phone, listening until the dial tone clicks back in.\n\n\nThen Ed hears a car pull up outside. He follows some quiet footsteps as they walk up to the front door.", "Geoffrey leaves. Ed shuts the door.\n\n\nThe phone rings.\n\n\nEd picks it up.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello?", "Ed sits at his desk, staring at the phone. He takes a breath and calls 911.\n\n\nOPERATOR\n\n\n911 emergency.\n\n\nED", "He turns the shower off and hears the phone is ringing.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd picks up the phone.\n\n\nDERM", "The phone rings and he picks it up.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nHello.\n\n\nED", "GEOFFREY\n\n\nIt's been a few days, hasn't it, since your wife disappeared?\n\n\nED\n\n\nDays? Yes. I guess.", "on his wife. Uh-huh. Well, he said you called him last night and told\nhim that you had found her body. Uh-huh. I see. In the woods, near", "Ed hangs up. He is shaky, but also strangely\nexhilarated. He turns off the ringer on the phone and turns down the\nvolume on the answering machine.\n\n\nINT. KITCHEN", "Then he brings the phone over to his desk and finds Derm's business card. He sits down at the desk and calls Derm.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello. Detective?", "OK. Thank you.\n\n\nHe calls Susie back.\n\n\nSUSIE\n\n\nWhat happened?\n\n\nED", "OFFICER STEWART is a youngish patrolman. He is relaxed, caring and formal.\n\n\nSTEWART\n\n\nYou called the police?\n\n\nED", "Yes, sir. In the woods, near George Simian's house, where we found her car. I'm afraid she's dead.\n\n\nEd drops the phone. He walks trance-like into the hallway.", "SUSIE\n\n\nIt's not like her to not call, is it?\n\n\nED\n\n\nNo, she would have called.", "That's a relief. Do you know anywhere your wife might have gone?\n\n\nED\n\n\nI called the only place I could think of. And I called the hospital.", "Susie. Hi, it's Ed. I'm sorry I woke you up.\n\n\nSUSIE\n\n\nIs something wrong?\n\n\nED" ], [ "Ed hangs up. Almost instantly, he sees some\nlights pass by the window. He looks through the window and sees a\npolice car pull up. He opens the door and watches the officer as he\napproaches the house.", "OFFICER STEWART is a youngish patrolman. He is relaxed, caring and formal.\n\n\nSTEWART\n\n\nYou called the police?\n\n\nED", "Hi. May I speak to Sadie Crumb, please? This is\nDetective Derm of the Seattle Police Department. Can I ask you a few\nquestions?\n\n\nThe officers turn and stare at Ed until he leaves.", "Then he brings the phone over to his desk and finds Derm's business card. He sits down at the desk and calls Derm.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello. Detective?", "The phone rings. He gives up searching and, with some wet toilet paper stuck to his arm, hurries to answer the phone.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd picks up the phone.", "They pass by the bathroom. The gurgling noises\nfrom the plumbing echo around the hallway, and while the police don't\nseem to pay it any mind, Ed can definitely hear it.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM", "On the other side of the house, outside the\nbroken door, Ed can hear Derm's car pull up. Ed watches the living room\nas Derm comes in carefully, flanked by Mazurek and Snyder.", "Then the noise dies down and the woman can be heard sobbing in the distance.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT\n\n\nEd picks up the phone and dials 911.", "Ed sits at his desk, staring at the phone. He takes a breath and calls 911.\n\n\nOPERATOR\n\n\n911 emergency.\n\n\nED", "I'm Detective Derm of the Seattle Police Department. You called last night about your wife.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Detective Derm, please. Hi, Charlie, it's Geoffrey. I'm\nover at Ed Saxon's house. Yeah. He was hoping to get some information", "The sun is streaming in through the windows.\nThrough the washed-out sunlight outside his window, Ed can see a police\ncar parked in front of his house.", "She hangs up. Ed stays on the phone, listening until the dial tone clicks back in.\n\n\nThen Ed hears a car pull up outside. He follows some quiet footsteps as they walk up to the front door.", "Ed hangs up, having been hung up on. He turns around to see Derm standing right by, listening to his call.", "SUSIE\n\n\nWhy don't you call the police?\n\n\nED\n\n\nThe police?\n\n\nSUSIE", "Detective Derm asked me to stop by.\n\n\nHe hands him a business card. Ed takes the card and looks it over.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "He turns the shower off and hears the phone is ringing.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd picks up the phone.\n\n\nDERM", "Geoffrey leaves. Ed shuts the door.\n\n\nThe phone rings.\n\n\nEd picks it up.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello?", "The police called last night, late last night. They found Eve's body.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nOh, no.\n\n\nED", "ED\n\n\nLook, she disappeared. I haven't seen her. Why do you think I called the police?\n\n\nGEORGE" ], [ "Yes, sir. In the woods, near George Simian's house, where we found her car. I'm afraid she's dead.\n\n\nEd drops the phone. He walks trance-like into the hallway.", "This is Ed Saxon.\n\n\nMRS MASTRIONI\n\n\nOh, yes. Didn't make it in today, huh?\n\n\nED", "on his wife. Uh-huh. Well, he said you called him last night and told\nhim that you had found her body. Uh-huh. I see. In the woods, near", "On the other side of the house, outside the\nbroken door, Ed can hear Derm's car pull up. Ed watches the living room\nas Derm comes in carefully, flanked by Mazurek and Snyder.", "She hangs up. Ed stays on the phone, listening until the dial tone clicks back in.\n\n\nThen Ed hears a car pull up outside. He follows some quiet footsteps as they walk up to the front door.", "Ed looks longingly at his reflection. Ed Saxon,\n45, is a morbid, insecure man. His frustration with his life has tinged", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "But Eve's car. You said you found her car near his house.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nIt does no one any good to jump to conclusions.\n\n\nED", "We found her car this morning. On Capitol Hill. Actually, somebody called it in. It was running.\n\n\nED\n\n\nRunning?\n\n\nDERM", "They found your sweater. It has blood all over it.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nYou're kidding.\n\n\nED", "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "What are you talking about?\n\n\nGEORGE\n\n\nThe police found her car near my house. They think I have something to do with her disappearance.\n\n\nED", "Ed hangs up. Almost instantly, he sees some\nlights pass by the window. He looks through the window and sees a\npolice car pull up. He opens the door and watches the officer as he\napproaches the house.", "Then the noise dies down and the woman can be heard sobbing in the distance.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT\n\n\nEd picks up the phone and dials 911.", "Ed finds himself in the kitchen. He looks at his\nhands which are covered with bloody muck from the tub. He washes them\noff in the sink. He looks over at the kitchen knife which has been\ndrying in the dish rack.", "Then the ticking stops. Ed looks at a clock on the wall. The second hand has stopped.\n\n\nHe hears voices in the other room.\n\n\nINT. EVE'S ROOM", "Ed takes a few steps into Eve's room. He traces the noises to the window and looks out at the neighbor's house.", "Ed watches Derm looking at him. Then he notices, behind Derm, blood seeping over the rim of the bathtub.\n\n\nEd turns to Eve's room, where the piano can still be heard.", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Ed waits outside and, a second later, Sadie\ncomes out, still reeling, clutching her purse. She leans on Ed, who\nleads her into the bedroom.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM" ], [ "ED\n\n\nNo, but they all have my number.\n\n\nThe next message is from Susie.\n\n\nSUSIE\n\n\n(on machine)", "Any messages?\n\n\nHe points to the answering machine. It is blinking, full of messages.\n\n\nED\n\n\nI must have been asleep.", "Ed hangs up. He is shaky, but also strangely\nexhilarated. He turns off the ringer on the phone and turns down the\nvolume on the answering machine.\n\n\nINT. KITCHEN", "The next message is from George Simian, a man\nwho works with Eve. His cautious voice makes it known that it is weird\nthat he is calling. Ed pays special attention to this call.\n\n\nGEORGE", "I thought she might have gone over there last night. Excuse me, I better call the University.\n\n\nThe next message is Detective Derm again and it plays behind Ed's conversation.\n\n\nED", "The telephone is lying on the floor, knocked off\nits cradle, just out of Ed's reach. Ed stares at it for a few seconds.\nIt is making that beeping noise that phones make when they are off the\nhook too long.", "Ed shuts the door. He's a little wired so he\nsits at his desk and picks up a pile of his students' papers. He reads\nthe one on top, marking it with a red pen as he does.", "Geoffrey leaves. Ed shuts the door.\n\n\nThe phone rings.\n\n\nEd picks it up.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello?", "I understand. Why don't we listen to these messages?\n\n\nED\n\n\nAlright.\n\n\nEd pushes the button on the machine.", "The phone rings. He gives up searching and, with some wet toilet paper stuck to his arm, hurries to answer the phone.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd picks up the phone.", "Ed's desk sits on one side of the living room,\ncrammed into the corner. He searches quickly through the stuff on the\ndesk and finds a small address book. He finds a name in the book and\ndials the number.", "He turns the shower off and hears the phone is ringing.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd picks up the phone.\n\n\nDERM", "Ed hangs up. Almost instantly, he sees some\nlights pass by the window. He looks through the window and sees a\npolice car pull up. He opens the door and watches the officer as he\napproaches the house.", "Ed hands Derm the water.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nThank you. \n\n\nMeanwhile the next message comes on. It is a girl from Ed's class.", "Someone knocks again and Ed answers the door.\nAs he does, he picks up the mail that has been dropped through the slot\nin the door.", "She hangs up. Ed stays on the phone, listening until the dial tone clicks back in.\n\n\nThen Ed hears a car pull up outside. He follows some quiet footsteps as they walk up to the front door.", "SADIE\n\n\nHi, it's Sadie Crumb, from your creative writing class.\n\n\nED\n\n\nOh, yes. Hi.", "He, Ed. I just wanted to find out what happened last\nnight. If Eve ever showed up, or what happened. Call me at work,\n672-5695.\n\n\nED", "Ed hangs up, having been hung up on. He turns around to see Derm standing right by, listening to his call.", "Yes, thank you.\n\n\nDerm leaves. Ed shuts the door and locks it.\n\n\nThe phone rings and Ed picks it up.\n\n\nED" ], [ "SADIE\n\n\nWhere's your wife?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's at her mother's. She's gone for a while.", "Ed waits outside and, a second later, Sadie\ncomes out, still reeling, clutching her purse. She leans on Ed, who\nleads her into the bedroom.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM", "Ed walks her to the door.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nI'm sorry about everything.\n\n\nED", "Ed waits by the door until he hears her footsteps walking away outside.\n\n\nSadie stands up, looking nervous.\n\n\nSADIE\n2t2Is that your wife?", "ED\n\n\nSure. Go ahead.\n\n\nSadie takes her purse and goes into the bathroom. Ed finishes his soup. The phone rings and he picks it up.", "The phone rings and he picks it up.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nHello.\n\n\nED", "Ed lies on the bed and Sadie lies next to him,\nunder the covers. Ed slips his hand under the back of her sweater and\nfiddles with her bra while they kiss.", "SADIE\n\n\nAre you really married?\n\n\nED\n\n\nWhat? You think I just made it up?\n\n\nSADIE", "Sadie breaks away from him, sits up and takes off her sweater. Ed takes off his shirt.", "ED\n2t2So you'll stay?\n\n\nSADIE\n2t2If you want me to.\n\n\nEd comes over to her and kisses her.", "Ed opens the door. Sadie is lying on the floor,\npassed out. Her pants are around her knees, as if she passed out while\nstanding up from the toilet.", "Ed lets Sadie inside.\n\n\nHARVEY\n\n\nSo that's it? You're going with him now?\n\n\nSADIE", "SADIE\n\n\n(to herself)\n2t2What am I doing?\n\n\nThey kiss for a minute, then Ed slips his hand under the back of Sadie's sweater.", "INT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd sits down at his desk. He looks over the papers on his desk. Sadie's is on top. He looks it over.", "What if my wife had found it?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nOh. Is she here?\n\n\nED", "Sadie lies down on the bed.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYou want some water.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nYes, please.", "Sadie skips out the door and Ed shuts it behind her.\n\n\nINT. BATHROOM\n\n\nEd turns on the shower, washing the ashes down the drain.", "Sadie gets up and puts on her shirt. She grabs the rest of her clothes and goes into the living room.\n\n\nEd stares after her, listening to her finish dressing herself and then leave.", "ED\n\n\nJust relax.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nI should go.\n\n\nED", "Ed finds his wallet and hands her the card.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nI'll be back in a minute.\n\n\nED\n\n\nThank you." ], [ "The receipts are on the desk in front of him and he hands them to Derm.\n\n\nDerm reaches out for the diary.\n\n\nED", "Mr Saxon? Detective Derm.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes, hi.\n\n\nDERM", "Detective Derm, please. Hi, Charlie, it's Geoffrey. I'm\nover at Ed Saxon's house. Yeah. He was hoping to get some information", "What's that?\n\n\nMAZUREK\n\n\nLooks like a diary, sir.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nLet's have a look.", "Derm finds a small, printed name-tag reading\nSadie Crumb sewn into the collar. Derm shows it to Mazurek and then\nindicates for him to go back to the bedroom.", "Ed's attention turns to the diary, which is\nstill sitting on the desk where he left it. Ed sits in the chair and\nstarts paging through Eve's diary. The piano continues playing.", "As he watches, he can hear Derm talking to Sadie.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\n(O.S.)", "Ed, now standing in the bathroom, strikes a\nmatch and holds it up to the diary until the corner finally catches on\nfire. He fans out the pages so that it will catch more.", "Then he brings the phone over to his desk and finds Derm's business card. He sits down at the desk and calls Derm.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello. Detective?", "Ed gets out of the way and Derm sits in the\nchair to examine the lock more closely. He presses his thumbs against\nthe desk and breaks the wood around the lock, forcing the drawer open.\n\n\nDERM", "I can give it to you tomorrow, if you still want it.\n\n\nEd leaves the diary on Eve's writing table and walks the officers out.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM", "When he comes back, he sees Derm casually\nlooking over the woman's magazines on the coffee table. Derm picks up a\nfilled-in New York Times Sunday Crossword and looks it over.\n\n\nDERM", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "We have to keep some things to ourselves, or we'd go crazy. This is your wife's handwriting?\n\n\nHe shows him the diary.\n\n\nED", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Ed hangs up, having been hung up on. He turns around to see Derm standing right by, listening to his call.", "He hands Derm the phone.\n\n\nDERM", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon. Is there something wrong with your answering machine?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. It broke when I fell on it." ], [ "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "If he had some questions to ask me, he could have asked me on the phone.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nCalm down, Mr Saxon.\n\n\nED", "Mr Saxon? Detective Derm.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes, hi.\n\n\nDERM", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "Detective Derm, please. Hi, Charlie, it's Geoffrey. I'm\nover at Ed Saxon's house. Yeah. He was hoping to get some information", "Hi. May I speak to Sadie Crumb, please? This is\nDetective Derm of the Seattle Police Department. Can I ask you a few\nquestions?\n\n\nThe officers turn and stare at Ed until he leaves.", "Mr Saxon. May I be frank?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. Please.\n\n\nDERM", "Geoffrey does look scared. He has quickly packed up his briefcase.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon. Please. I understand you're under a lot of stress.", "Hello.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\n(over phone)\n\n\nHe, Mr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes?", "GEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Hi, this is Detective Derm of the Seattle Police. I was\nwondering if Mrs Eve Saxon had come into work today, or called in, any", "OFFICER STEWART is a youngish patrolman. He is relaxed, caring and formal.\n\n\nSTEWART\n\n\nYou called the police?\n\n\nED", "As he watches, he can hear Derm talking to Sadie.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\n(O.S.)", "The police called last night, late last night. They found Eve's body.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nOh, no.\n\n\nED", "ED\n\n\nWhat don't you tell it to the police?\n\n\nGEORGE\n\n\nI did.\n\n\nED", "on his wife. Uh-huh. Well, he said you called him last night and told\nhim that you had found her body. Uh-huh. I see. In the woods, near", "head by one of the perpetrators and then wandered away from the\nincident in a daze. Nobody's seen her since. When I got the call on the", "What kind of bullshit is that?\n\n\nMRS MASTRIONI\n\n\nThere's no need to get upset, Mr Saxon.\n\n\nED" ], [ "Snyder hands Ed the newspaper.\n\n\nED\n\n\nThanks.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nYou say it was George Simian who hit you?", "Yes, sir. In the woods, near George Simian's house, where we found her car. I'm afraid she's dead.\n\n\nEd drops the phone. He walks trance-like into the hallway.", "GEORGE\n\n\nThis is George Simian.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nGEORGE", "ED\n\n\nDetective. George Simian was just over here. He hit me.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nAre you OK?\n\n\nED", "Ed watches with amazement. The baby looks\nincredibly real, except for its size. The stare at each other for a\nminute. The baby looks a lot like George Simian. It has his eyes.", "I wanted to let you know that we've taken Mr Simian into custody.\n\n\nED\n\n\nI understand.\n\n\nDERM", "GEORGE SIMIAN walks in, wearing a track suit.\nGeorge, 35, is a stronger man than Ed. He is better looking, too, or,", "What happened to you?\n\n\nED\n\n\nGeorge Simian hit me.\n\n\nSUSIE\n\n\nGeorge?", "We're going to have to take some pictures of you for\nthe complaint report. The pictures will be used as evidence against Mr\nSimian if this matter does, eventually, go to trial.\n\n\nED", "The basement door opens slowly, and from the\nlight upstairs, Ed can see the silhouette of George Simian standing\nwith a softball bat.", "Ed watches him disappear into the shadow and\nthen, makes his move. He rushes into the shadow with his knife raised\nand both he and George are engulfed in darkness.", "I should say that I'm concerned that he would come\nhere. Mr Simian has a history of violent behavior, in regards to\ndomestic disputes.\n\n\nED\n\n\nWhat kind of history?", "Derm flips through the address book and a business card falls out. Derm picks it up and looks it over.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nGeorge Simian. Is that the same George that called?", "This ends with a loud, terrifying shriek. It seems to echo around the room as Ed watches. Then the voices stop.", "The next message is from George Simian, a man\nwho works with Eve. His cautious voice makes it known that it is weird\nthat he is calling. Ed pays special attention to this call.\n\n\nGEORGE", "Ed withdraws as much as he can into his corner until he is in complete darkness.\n\n\nHe watches George approaching him and he slowly raises his knife.", "Ed staggers to his feet. He tries to get a swing\nin at George, but George grabs him by the collar, hits him again, then\nthrows him over the coffee table. Ed hits the phone and the answering\nmachine on the way down.", "After a few seconds, Ed emerges from the\nshadow. He drops the knife into the water at his feet. As he does,\nblood runs out of the shadow, mixing with the water in the basement\nfloor.", "along with something that George Simian was wearing when we last saw\nhim.", "Ed is naturally terrified by this. He watches until it is clear that it is blood and not just more gook." ], [ "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "Ed's attention turns to the diary, which is\nstill sitting on the desk where he left it. Ed sits in the chair and\nstarts paging through Eve's diary. The piano continues playing.", "Ed waits outside and, a second later, Sadie\ncomes out, still reeling, clutching her purse. She leans on Ed, who\nleads her into the bedroom.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM", "Ed peers out at the light in the window,\nlistening to the woman's increasing moans. The woman seems to be in", "Ed watches from his position in the hall so that it all seems like his point of view.\n\n\nINT. EVE'S ROOM\n\n\nThe camera comes into Eve's room and turns to the piano.", "As he watches, he can hear Derm talking to Sadie.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\n(O.S.)", "INT. BEDROOM\n\n\nEd is trying to concentrate on Sadie, but he notices the closet door is open and there are some dresses blowing around inside.", "Piano music starts to seep through the gurgling noises. Ed turns towards Eve's room.", "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "Then he hears a piano playing, behind the sound of the shower. It can hardly be heard.\n\n\nED\n\n\nEve?\n\n\nINT. EVE'S ROOM", "The lamp on Eve's writing desk is on and it lights up the end of the hallway. The music still seems to be coming from her room.\n\n\nINT. EVE'S ROOM", "What if my wife had found it?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nOh. Is she here?\n\n\nED", "She kisses him again.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM\n\n\nSadie turns the lights off and we can only see by the light coming in from the hallway.", "Ed lies on the bed and Sadie lies next to him,\nunder the covers. Ed slips his hand under the back of her sweater and\nfiddles with her bra while they kiss.", "on his wife. Uh-huh. Well, he said you called him last night and told\nhim that you had found her body. Uh-huh. I see. In the woods, near", "Sadie gets up and puts on her shirt. She grabs the rest of her clothes and goes into the living room.\n\n\nEd stares after her, listening to her finish dressing herself and then leave.", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Ed watches Derm looking at him. Then he notices, behind Derm, blood seeping over the rim of the bathtub.\n\n\nEd turns to Eve's room, where the piano can still be heard.", "He looks out of the window in Eve's room. He\nsees that the light in the neighbor's window is on. The couple next\ndoor are having another argument, but this one is much more intense\nthan the last.", "EVE is sitting at the piano, playing some music.\nWe watch her for a few seconds. She turns to the camera as she plays,\nthen continues playing." ], [ "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "on his wife. Uh-huh. Well, he said you called him last night and told\nhim that you had found her body. Uh-huh. I see. In the woods, near", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Hello.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\n(over phone)\n\n\nHe, Mr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes?", "head by one of the perpetrators and then wandered away from the\nincident in a daze. Nobody's seen her since. When I got the call on the", "Hello, Mr Saxon. This is Mrs Mastrioni from the\nUniversity. You didn't show up for your morning class and I'm calling", "If he had some questions to ask me, he could have asked me on the phone.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nCalm down, Mr Saxon.\n\n\nED", "The phone rings and he picks it up.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nHello.\n\n\nED", "Hi, this is Detective Derm of the Seattle Police. I was\nwondering if Mrs Eve Saxon had come into work today, or called in, any", "SUSIE\n\n\nIt's not like her to not call, is it?\n\n\nED\n\n\nNo, she would have called.", "Detective Derm, please. Hi, Charlie, it's Geoffrey. I'm\nover at Ed Saxon's house. Yeah. He was hoping to get some information", "Mr Saxon? Detective Derm.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes, hi.\n\n\nDERM", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "Then the noise dies down and the woman can be heard sobbing in the distance.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT\n\n\nEd picks up the phone and dials 911.", "Mr Saxon. You are supposed to call us when you plan on missing class. There were students waiting for you.\n\n\nED", "The phone rings. He gives up searching and, with some wet toilet paper stuck to his arm, hurries to answer the phone.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd picks up the phone.", "Ed hangs up. Almost instantly, he sees some\nlights pass by the window. He looks through the window and sees a\npolice car pull up. He opens the door and watches the officer as he\napproaches the house.", "- where his desk is. He searches around and quickly finds a photocopy of a hand-written list of phone numbers.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nI should call her.", "Ed's desk sits on one side of the living room,\ncrammed into the corner. He searches quickly through the stuff on the\ndesk and finds a small address book. He finds a name in the book and\ndials the number." ], [ "GEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "Ed looks longingly at his reflection. Ed Saxon,\n45, is a morbid, insecure man. His frustration with his life has tinged", "Mr Saxon. May I be frank?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. Please.\n\n\nDERM", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Mr Saxon? Detective Derm.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes, hi.\n\n\nDERM", "Geoffrey does look scared. He has quickly packed up his briefcase.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon. Please. I understand you're under a lot of stress.", "If he had some questions to ask me, he could have asked me on the phone.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nCalm down, Mr Saxon.\n\n\nED", "This is Ed Saxon.\n\n\nMRS MASTRIONI\n\n\nOh, yes. Didn't make it in today, huh?\n\n\nED", "Hello.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\n(over phone)\n\n\nHe, Mr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes?", "Mr Saxon. You are supposed to call us when you plan on missing class. There were students waiting for you.\n\n\nED", "ED\n\n\nHello.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "Detective Derm, please. Hi, Charlie, it's Geoffrey. I'm\nover at Ed Saxon's house. Yeah. He was hoping to get some information", "Hello, Mr Saxon? This is Sadie, from your creative\nwriting class. Anyway, you didn't show up today and I just wanted to", "Did you go to work today, Mr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nNo. I guess I didn't.\n\n\nDERM", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "As he watches, he can hear Derm talking to Sadie.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\n(O.S.)" ], [ "Any messages?\n\n\nHe points to the answering machine. It is blinking, full of messages.\n\n\nED\n\n\nI must have been asleep.", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon. Is there something wrong with your answering machine?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. It broke when I fell on it.", "ED\n\n\nNo, but they all have my number.\n\n\nThe next message is from Susie.\n\n\nSUSIE\n\n\n(on machine)", "Ed hangs up. He is shaky, but also strangely\nexhilarated. He turns off the ringer on the phone and turns down the\nvolume on the answering machine.\n\n\nINT. KITCHEN", "Hello, Mr Saxon. This is Mrs Mastrioni from the\nUniversity. You didn't show up for your morning class and I'm calling", "The next message is from George Simian, a man\nwho works with Eve. His cautious voice makes it known that it is weird\nthat he is calling. Ed pays special attention to this call.\n\n\nGEORGE", "If he had some questions to ask me, he could have asked me on the phone.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nCalm down, Mr Saxon.\n\n\nED", "I understand. Why don't we listen to these messages?\n\n\nED\n\n\nAlright.\n\n\nEd pushes the button on the machine.", "Mr Saxon. You are supposed to call us when you plan on missing class. There were students waiting for you.\n\n\nED", "Hello.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\n(over phone)\n\n\nHe, Mr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes?", "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "Geoffrey leaves. Ed shuts the door.\n\n\nThe phone rings.\n\n\nEd picks it up.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello?", "Hello, Mr Saxon? This is Sadie, from your creative\nwriting class. Anyway, you didn't show up today and I just wanted to", "There is no answer. He knocks on the door.\n\n\nED\n\n\nSadie? Is everything alright?\n\n\nThere is still no answer.", "The telephone is lying on the floor, knocked off\nits cradle, just out of Ed's reach. Ed stares at it for a few seconds.\nIt is making that beeping noise that phones make when they are off the\nhook too long.", "The phone rings. He gives up searching and, with some wet toilet paper stuck to his arm, hurries to answer the phone.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd picks up the phone.", "The phone rings and he picks it up.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nHello.\n\n\nED", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "She hangs up. Ed stays on the phone, listening until the dial tone clicks back in.\n\n\nThen Ed hears a car pull up outside. He follows some quiet footsteps as they walk up to the front door.", "He turns the shower off and hears the phone is ringing.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM\n\n\nEd picks up the phone.\n\n\nDERM" ], [ "GEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Mr Saxon. You are supposed to call us when you plan on missing class. There were students waiting for you.\n\n\nED", "If he had some questions to ask me, he could have asked me on the phone.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nCalm down, Mr Saxon.\n\n\nED", "Mr Saxon. May I be frank?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. Please.\n\n\nDERM", "Yes, I know. A student. Detective, this is going to\nsound awkward, I guess, but a student of mine came to the house\nyesterday, after you were here. She was nervous, I suppose. She had a\nbloody nose.", "Hello, Mr Saxon? This is Sadie, from your creative\nwriting class. Anyway, you didn't show up today and I just wanted to", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "Yes. Hope. But why is he coming over here?\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nHe said he had some questions to ask you.\n\n\nED", "Geoffrey does look scared. He has quickly packed up his briefcase.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon. Please. I understand you're under a lot of stress.", "GEOFFREY\n\n\nI see. May I come in?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. Come in.", "Then he hears some distant voices coming from\noutside. He looks out the window where he can see the house next door.", "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "Hello, Mr Saxon. This is Mrs Mastrioni from the\nUniversity. You didn't show up for your morning class and I'm calling", "Detective Derm, please. Hi, Charlie, it's Geoffrey. I'm\nover at Ed Saxon's house. Yeah. He was hoping to get some information", "Hello.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\n(over phone)\n\n\nHe, Mr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes?", "This is Ed Saxon.\n\n\nMRS MASTRIONI\n\n\nOh, yes. Didn't make it in today, huh?\n\n\nED", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "Mr Saxon? Detective Derm.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes, hi.\n\n\nDERM", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM" ], [ "GEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "I loved them; the poems especially. I mean, they're\ndark, but they're so...true. Really. I really got into them. I\nphotocopied one and put it on my wall. I hope you don't mind.", "ED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nI think it's a beautiful poem. I really do. Are you still there?", "ED\n\n\nMy wife like that poem.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nYou're married.\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "Mr Saxon. May I be frank?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. Please.\n\n\nDERM", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "You're kidding.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nNo. I read all your poems, or all they had. The ones in the New Yorker and in Poetry Magazine, and two short stories.", "Hello, Mr Saxon? This is Sadie, from your creative\nwriting class. Anyway, you didn't show up today and I just wanted to", "Ed looks longingly at his reflection. Ed Saxon,\n45, is a morbid, insecure man. His frustration with his life has tinged", "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "Geoffrey does look scared. He has quickly packed up his briefcase.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon. Please. I understand you're under a lot of stress.", "Yes. Thank you. Did he say anything about Eve?\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nTry to rest, Mr Saxon. We have a lot of ground to cover tomorrow.", "As he watches, he can hear Derm talking to Sadie.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\n(O.S.)", "I wonder if you'll still feel the same way when you find out what kind of person I really am.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nI'll still keep your poem on my wall.", "If he had some questions to ask me, he could have asked me on the phone.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nCalm down, Mr Saxon.\n\n\nED", "ED\n\n\nIt was understandable, under the circumstances.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nI really wanted you to like me.\n\n\nED", "We hear Eve's voice as it must have been when she was writing.\n\n\nEVE\n\n\n(V.O.)", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "DERM\n\n\nMr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM" ], [ "Geoffrey does look scared. He has quickly packed up his briefcase.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon. Please. I understand you're under a lot of stress.", "Geoffrey stands patiently outside as Ed opens\nthe door. He carries his briefcase and looks dressed for work. His\nappearance is a stark contrast to the half-dressed, blood-shot Ed.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Then Geoffrey turns away from Ed and says a few words quietly, so that Ed can't hear. Then...\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "What questions?\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nHe didn't say.\n\n\nED", "You're a doctor, aren't you?\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nED", "With others?\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nWith others, and myself. My wife was taken from me about three years ago.\n\n\nED", "Geoffrey comes in and places his briefcase on\nthe table. He takes a stethoscope and the rest of his blood pressure\nkit and starts to take Ed's blood pressure.\n\n\nED", "Yes. Hope. But why is he coming over here?\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nHe said he had some questions to ask you.\n\n\nED", "GEOFFREY\n\n\nI see. May I come in?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. Come in.", "GEOFFREY COSTAS stands outside. Geoffrey, 54, is\na wise, patient man. He is formal and calm in his manner, but these", "What happened?\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Yes. Yes. I'll tell him. Yes. OK. Bye.\n\n\nGeoffrey hangs up and turns back to Ed.\n\n\nED", "When Ed doesn't object, Geoffrey takes his address book from his briefcase, along with a cellular phone and dials the number.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Geoffrey comes in and places his briefcase on the table inside.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Then what's the point?\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nThere are other ways I can be of help.\n\n\nED", "GEOFFREY\n\n\nNo. But if you'd like me to, I will, on your behalf. They know me and I've been through this before.\n\n\nED", "Geoffrey leaves. Ed shuts the door.\n\n\nThe phone rings.\n\n\nEd picks it up.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello?", "GEOFFREY\n\n\nOh, I'm not a physician. I'm a psychiatrist. But I'm not here on business. This is my time off.\n\n\nED", "Geoffrey takes a thermos from his briefcase, pours some hot tea into the lid and swallows the pills with a mouthful of tea.\n\n\nGEOFFREY", "Geoffrey's watch alarm goes off. He looks at the\ntime and then, habitually takes a shiny silver pillbox from his pocket.\nHe takes two pills out.\n\n\nGEOFFREY" ], [ "As he watches, he can hear Derm talking to Sadie.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\n(O.S.)", "What if my wife had found it?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nOh. Is she here?\n\n\nED", "SADIE\n\n\nWhere's your wife?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's at her mother's. She's gone for a while.", "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "Ed waits outside and, a second later, Sadie\ncomes out, still reeling, clutching her purse. She leans on Ed, who\nleads her into the bedroom.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM", "He turns Sadie onto her back, turning himself\naway from the closet. His kisses run down her chest until he gets to\nher jeans. He unbuttons her jeans and starts to pull them off, kissing\nas he goes.", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "Hello.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\n(over phone)\n\n\nHe, Mr Saxon?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes?", "Oh, yes. I'll be there.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nBye.\n\n\nSadie kisses him on the cheek and then leaves.", "on his wife. Uh-huh. Well, he said you called him last night and told\nhim that you had found her body. Uh-huh. I see. In the woods, near", "The phone rings and he picks it up.\n\n\nED\n\n\nHello?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nHello.\n\n\nED", "ED\n2t2So you'll stay?\n\n\nSADIE\n2t2If you want me to.\n\n\nEd comes over to her and kisses her.", "SADIE\n\n\n(to herself)\n2t2What am I doing?\n\n\nThey kiss for a minute, then Ed slips his hand under the back of Sadie's sweater.", "She kisses him again.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM\n\n\nSadie turns the lights off and we can only see by the light coming in from the hallway.", "But nothing happened.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nThat's what I told them.\n\n\nED", "Sadie gets up and puts on her shirt. She grabs the rest of her clothes and goes into the living room.\n\n\nEd stares after her, listening to her finish dressing herself and then leave.", "Sadie breaks away from him, sits up and takes off her sweater. Ed takes off his shirt.", "Ed waits by the door until he hears her footsteps walking away outside.\n\n\nSadie stands up, looking nervous.\n\n\nSADIE\n2t2Is that your wife?", "SADIE\n2t2What's wrong?\n\n\nHe looks down and sees Sadie staring at him.", "Ed walks her to the door.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nI'm sorry about everything.\n\n\nED" ], [ "We have to keep some things to ourselves, or we'd go crazy. This is your wife's handwriting?\n\n\nHe shows him the diary.\n\n\nED", "Ed's attention turns to the diary, which is\nstill sitting on the desk where he left it. Ed sits in the chair and\nstarts paging through Eve's diary. The piano continues playing.", "Mr Saxon. I'm sorry about the intrusions into your\nprivacy, but you must understand: my first priority is finding your\nwife. There is still a great deal to go over. We might want to notify\nthe press.", "Ed, now standing in the bathroom, strikes a\nmatch and holds it up to the diary until the corner finally catches on\nfire. He fans out the pages so that it will catch more.", "I see. Mr Saxon, does your wife have an address book?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.\n\n\nDERM", "Saxon. Eve Saxon.\n\n\nNURSE\n\n\nAre you a relative?\n\n\nED\n\n\nShe's my wife.", "Ed takes the diary and wanders into Eve's room, flipping through it as he walks.\n\n\nINT. EVE'S ROOM", "Ed flips through the last pages of the diary. He\nreads for a minute. Some distant noises are coming from the neighbor's", "Does your wife keep a diary?\n\n\nED\n\n\nNo. She isn't the type.\n\n\nDERM", "The receipts are on the desk in front of him and he hands them to Derm.\n\n\nDerm reaches out for the diary.\n\n\nED", "Mr Saxon. These investigations can be quite demanding,\nespecially when experiencing the trauma of loss. Do you understand what\nI am saying?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes.", "I can give it to you tomorrow, if you still want it.\n\n\nEd leaves the diary on Eve's writing table and walks the officers out.\n\n\nINT. LIVING ROOM", "on his wife. Uh-huh. Well, he said you called him last night and told\nhim that you had found her body. Uh-huh. I see. In the woods, near", "Ed looks longingly at his reflection. Ed Saxon,\n45, is a morbid, insecure man. His frustration with his life has tinged", "What's that?\n\n\nMAZUREK\n\n\nLooks like a diary, sir.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\nLet's have a look.", "What if my wife had found it?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nOh. Is she here?\n\n\nED", "When he can't hold it anymore, he drops it\ninto the bathtub and watches it burn. He watches it until it has burnt\nitself out, burning into a pile of thick, black ashes.", "Mr Saxon. May I be frank?\n\n\nED\n\n\nYes. Please.\n\n\nDERM", "He turns Sadie onto her back, turning himself\naway from the closet. His kisses run down her chest until he gets to\nher jeans. He unbuttons her jeans and starts to pull them off, kissing\nas he goes.", "Geoffrey does look scared. He has quickly packed up his briefcase.\n\n\nGEOFFREY\n\n\nMr Saxon. Please. I understand you're under a lot of stress." ], [ "Derm finds a small, printed name-tag reading\nSadie Crumb sewn into the collar. Derm shows it to Mazurek and then\nindicates for him to go back to the bedroom.", "As he watches, he can hear Derm talking to Sadie.\n\n\nDERM\n\n\n(O.S.)", "They found your sweater. It has blood all over it.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nYou're kidding.\n\n\nED", "Sadie gets up and puts on her shirt. She grabs the rest of her clothes and goes into the living room.\n\n\nEd stares after her, listening to her finish dressing herself and then leave.", "I better get some clothes on. Make yourself at home.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nOK.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM", "Mazurek comes into the office carrying Sadie's sweater, which has blood all over it.\n\n\nSnyder follows Mazurek in and looks over Mazurek's shoulder.", "Sadie breaks away from him, sits up and takes off her sweater. Ed takes off his shirt.", "Ed waits outside and, a second later, Sadie\ncomes out, still reeling, clutching her purse. She leans on Ed, who\nleads her into the bedroom.\n\n\nINT. BEDROOM", "He turns Sadie onto her back, turning himself\naway from the closet. His kisses run down her chest until he gets to\nher jeans. He unbuttons her jeans and starts to pull them off, kissing\nas he goes.", "Sadie takes a closer look.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nHere. Sit down.", "Ed opens the door. Sadie is lying on the floor,\npassed out. Her pants are around her knees, as if she passed out while\nstanding up from the toilet.", "INT. BEDROOM\n\n\nEd is trying to concentrate on Sadie, but he notices the closet door is open and there are some dresses blowing around inside.", "MAZUREK\n\n\nIt was under the bed, sir.\n\n\nDerm takes the sweater and looks at the blood on it.\n\n\nDERM", "She slips out of her sweater and puts the other one on.\n\n\nSadie looks at a picture next to the bed.\n\n\nSADIE", "What if my wife had found it?\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nOh. Is she here?\n\n\nED", "SADIE\n2t2What's wrong?\n\n\nHe looks down and sees Sadie staring at him.", "You left it under the bed.\n\n\nSADIE\n\n\nOh, yeah. Damn. I don't know why I do things like that.\n\n\nED", "The receipts are on the desk in front of him and he hands them to Derm.\n\n\nDerm reaches out for the diary.\n\n\nED", "When he comes back, he finds Sadie digging through her purse. She pulls out an asthma inhaler and takes a couple of big hits.\n\n\nThen she sits on the bed and drinks a little water.", "SADIE\n\n\nIt does make you look sort of cute, in a pathetic kind of way.\n\n\nED\n\n\nSadie." ] ]

[ "What mystery does Ed wake up to?", "Where does Ed claim his wife is, to avoid saying she is missing?", "What does Ed Saxon do with his wife's diary?", "Who wants to kill Saxon?", "Who does Saxon kill?", "Why does Saxon take the rest of his pills?", "What does Saxon see his wife doing at the end?", "What is Ed Saxon's occupation?", "Who does Ed call regarding his wife's disappearance? ", "What detective responds to Ed's call to the police?", "Whose house was Ed Saxon's wife's car found nearby?", "Which one of Ed's students left a message on his answering machine?", "What does Ed tell Sadie about his wife's whereabouts?", "What does Saxon do with the diary that detective Derm finds?", "Who speaks to the police on Saxon's behalf?", "Who kills Simian?", "What does Saxon see his wife playing?", "Who is the first person Saxon calls when he finds his wife missing?", "What is Saxon's profession?", "How many people have left a message on Saxon's answering machine?", "What is the name of Saxon's students who comes to his house?", "Who admits to an admiration for Saxon's poetry?", "What kind of group does Geoffrey lead?", "Where does Saxon tell Sadie his wife is?", "What does Saxon do with his wife's diary?", "What item of Sadie's clothing is discovered by Derm?" ]

[ [ "His wife is missing and has not returned home.", "Wakes up to his Wife not being home. " ], [ "He says she is visiting her mother.", "Visiting her mother." ], [ "He burns it.", "Burns the diary. " ], [ "Simian.", "Simian." ], [ "Simian.", "George Simian" ], [ "Guilt for killing Simian.", "He feels guilt for killing Simian." ], [ "Playing piano.", "Playing the piano. " ], [ "He is a college professor", "He is a college professor." ], [ "Susie", "Susie." ], [ "Detective Derm", "Detective Derm" ], [ "George Simian", "Simian's house" ], [ "Sadie", "Sadie." ], [ "He tells her that his wife is visiting her mother", "Visiting her mother" ], [ "He burns it", "He burns it." ], [ "Costas", "Costas. " ], [ "Saxon", "Saxon" ], [ "The piano", "Piano. " ], [ "Her friend Susie.", "Susie. " ], [ "College Professor.", "A college professor." ], [ "Two.", "two" ], [ "Sadie.", "Sadie." ], [ "Sadie.", "Sadie" ], [ "Victim's support group. ", "He leads a Victim Supports Group. " ], [ "Visiting her mother.", "That she is visiting her Mother. " ], [ "Burns it.", "Burned it" ], [ "Bloody shirt.", "Shirt." ] ]

[ [ "\"Mr. Sowerby, you mean. Why don't you call him by his name?\"\n\n\"Mr. Sowerby assures me that Mr. Smith will ask for it; and thinks it\nmost probable that his request will be successful.\"", "Mr. Sowerby was a Whig, and was seated in Parliament mainly by the\ninterest of that great Whig autocrat the Duke of Omnium, whose", "At last he spoke again, almost in a whisper: \"I think it will be best\nto ask Sowerby to come to my rooms to-morrow, and I think also that\nyou should meet him there.\"", "During the last two days Mr. Sowerby's intimacy with Mark had grown\nwarmer and warmer. He had talked to the vicar confidentially about", "effect was the following letter from Mr. Sowerby to his friend Mark\nRobarts:--", "of his anticipated marriage. Now Mr. Sowerby was a man of mark in the\nworld, and all this flattered our young clergyman not a little.", "that he himself,--personally, on his own hook,--did intend to bestir\nhimself actively on behalf of Lord Dumbello. Mr. Sowerby was an old", "\"Mr. Sowerby,\" said he, with an attempt at calmness which betrayed\nitself at every syllable, \"it seems to me that you have robbed", "round to the whole party and ferret them out.\" And then Mr. Sowerby,\nhaving evoked manifold aid with various peals of the bell, sent", "Mr. Sowerby himself has dared to say much about the duke. I defy Mr.\nSowerby to mention the duke's name upon the hustings.\"", "\"Look here, Sowerby; I want to speak to you for half a moment. What\nare you doing about that bill?\"", "indeed said that she would join him; and seemed to be so far earnest\nin the matter that Mr. Sowerby hurried through his second egg in\norder to prevent such a catastrophe. And then Mark absolutely did", "Mr. Sowerby at one time said a word as to the expediency of borrowing\nthat sum of money from John Robarts; but as to this Mark would say", "On that evening before Robarts went away Sowerby asked him to come up\ninto his bedroom when the whole party was breaking up, and there got\nhim into an easy-chair while he, Sowerby, walked up and down the\nroom.", "which he was sure Mr. Robarts would fill with dignity, piety, and\nbrotherly love.\" And then, when he had finished, Mr. Sowerby gave a", "made by Mr. Sowerby to the Dragon of Wantly, and the consequent\nrevelation made by Mark Robarts to his wife. And while that latter", "\"To such an one as the Honourable George, for instance?\"\n\n\"No, not to such an one as him; you have probably picked out the\nworst.\"\n\n\"Or to Mr. Sowerby?\"", "the hands of Mr. Sowerby; and under such circumstances, considering\nall that had happened, he could not be easy in his mind as long\nas he held it. What he was about to do would, he was aware, delay", "respectable in their walk in life. Mark had seen his friend Sowerby\non the previous evening, and had then made an appointment with him\nfor the following morning at the new minister's office. And now he", "Sowerby did not care for him so much this morning as he had done on\nthe previous evening. \"By-bye,\" said Mr. Sowerby, but he spoke no" ], [ "All this had been said in so loud a voice that it was, as a matter\nof course, overheard by Mark Robarts--that part of the conversation", "Mark turned slowly round, plainly showing the tears upon his face.\n\n\"Do you mean,\" said he, \"that anything more has taken place?\"", "\"Not a hypocrite--not a hypocrite,\" said Mark, in a tone which was\nalmost reduced to sobbing.", "\"This is a very unpleasant affair,\" said Mr. Forrest as soon as\nthey were closeted together in Mark's book-room. In answer to which\nobservation the parson acknowledged that it was a very unpleasant\naffair.", "Mark would have avoided this if he could have decently done so, but\nhe felt that it would be impolitic, as well as indecent. And why", "Mark had been sitting lounging in his chair, and had at first, for a\nmoment only, thought to brazen it out. But all idea of brazening had", "After that poor Mark had a very uneasy night of it. It was clear\nenough that Lord Lufton had thought, if he did not still think, that", "What could a young flattered fool of a parson do, but say that he\nwould go? Mark did say that he would go; and in the course of the", "The story was told, however; but was told all in vain, as Mark found\nout before he reached Framley. His brother John immediately declared", "\"How am I to go into the church, and take my place before them all,\nwhen every one will know that bailiffs are in the house?\" And then,\ndropping his head on to the table, he sobbed aloud.", "Poor Mark! He had had an inkling of this before; but it had hardly\npresented itself to him in such certain terms. It was, then, a", "since with the object of obliging him. He, Mark, intended to sell him\nagain, as soon as he could do so judiciously.\" This, as I have said", "\"Yes,\" said Mark, \"he has told me all, and he is coming here\nto-morrow morning that he may receive an answer from yourself.\"\n\n\"What answer?\" said Lucy, trembling.", "together.\" Mark said he would, and then went home with his wife under\nhis arm.", "Mark said that he would write, and, indeed, did do so; but he did not\nat first like the tone of the conversation into which he was dragged.", "\"Oh, Mark, do not curse him!\"\n\n\"How am I to keep myself from cursing when I see what he has brought\nupon you?\"", "be subjected by the companionship of Miss Dunstable. But before he\nwas half through it, she had turned her back upon him, and begun a\nconversation with Mark Robarts.", "\"But, Mark--\"\n\n\"Call me by my name, sir, and drop that affectation of regard. What\nan ass I have been to be so cozened by a sharper!\"", "who were congregated together ready for the service. But Mark had not\nanticipated being so late, and said at first that it was necessary\nthat he should go on to the house; then, when the horses had again", "Mark in these days was a great deal at Barchester, having, no doubt,\nvery onerous duties to perform before he could be admitted as one of\nthat chapter. He went into, what he was pleased to call residence," ], [ "\"How am I to go into the church, and take my place before them all,\nwhen every one will know that bailiffs are in the house?\" And then,\ndropping his head on to the table, he sobbed aloud.", "Mark had been sitting lounging in his chair, and had at first, for a\nmoment only, thought to brazen it out. But all idea of brazening had", "\"If Mark really be in any difficulty,\" he said, later in the evening,\n\"we must put him on his legs.\"\n\n\"You mean, pay his debts?\"", "since with the object of obliging him. He, Mark, intended to sell him\nagain, as soon as he could do so judiciously.\" This, as I have said", "seen his departure. But Mark, answering cheerily, desired that he\nmight be left to his studies.", "This was all very well, and Mark had fully made up his mind that his\nbrother should not be kept long out of his money. But then arose the", "Mark's heart was somewhat lighter as he left the bank. Mr. Forrest\nhad made so little of the whole transaction that he felt himself", "The debt would now be paid, and the bailiffs would be expelled; but\nthat would not set him right before the world. It would be known to", "together.\" Mark said he would, and then went home with his wife under\nhis arm.", "\"Wait a moment; that is very likely. I sent you word that you would\nhave to pay for taking it up. Of course they don't abandon those sort\nof things without some consideration.\"\n\n\"Ten pounds, you said,\" observed Mark.", "On the following morning Mark did ride into Barchester, dreading,\nhowever, lest he should be arrested on his journey, and he did see a", "Buggins was the messenger for whose not vacant place all the\npeeresses were striving with so much animation. And then Mark,\nfollowing Buggins for two steps, was ushered into the next room.", "\"It is a hard case,\" said Mark, pleading his own cause. \"Though these\nmen have this claim against me I have never received a shilling\neither in money or money's worth.\"", "then jumping from his seat, declined the offer. \"No, no; nothing,\nthank you. Only write to Mark, and say that I shall be there", "And then again on that occasion Mark went home with a sort of feeling\nthat the bill did not matter. Tozer would manage it somehow; and it\nwas quite clear that it would not do to tell his wife of it just at\npresent.", "\"But, Mark--\"\n\n\"Call me by my name, sir, and drop that affectation of regard. What\nan ass I have been to be so cozened by a sharper!\"", "\"Bills are like dram-drinking,\" said the discreet young lord: \"when\none once begins, it is very hard to leave off. Is it true that the\nmen are here now, Mark?\"", "And then Mark did go down and make the tea, and he did order the\nbill; and then he walked about the room, looking at his watch, and", "In the meantime, Mr. Fothergill had got hold of Mark Robarts. Mr.\nFothergill was a gentleman, and a magistrate of the county, but", "and packed them in the pony-carriage, and then Mark drove off at a\ngallop while Mr. Crawley stood calling to them in the road. The dean\nwas there at the time and saw it all.\"" ], [ "knew very well that her strategy would be vain should her son once\nlearn that she had a strategy. To tell the truth, Lady Lufton was\nbecoming somewhat indifferent to Lucy Robarts. She had been very kind", "Lufton the arbiter of her destiny she had regarded the question of\nher love as decided against herself. She had found herself unable to\nendure the position of being Lady Lufton's daughter-in-law while Lady", "Lord Lufton; but her doubts on this subject, if she held any, were\nnot communicated to her ladyship. It had never entered into her mind\nthat a match was possible between Lord Lufton and Lucy Robarts, nor", "Lady Lufton would regard such a marriage with abhorrence. Lady Lufton\nwould not and could not ask her to condescend to be her son's bride.", "without Lucy; and when Lucy was there, her son would pass the greater\npart of the evening in talking to her, or playing chess with her. Now\nthis did disturb Lady Lufton not a little.", "Lord Lufton had determined not to explain to his mother the whole\nstate of the case. He would not tell her that everything depended\non her word--that Lucy was ready to marry him only on condition", "Had there been no such approach, it is probable that Lady Lufton\nwould not have pursued the matter. But, according to her ideas on\nsuch subjects, her son Ludovic had on some occasions shown quite", "allowed Lord Lufton to come up here. Looking at both their ages and\nposition he could have had no right to forbid it. But Lucy positively\nrefused to see your son, and sent him a message instead, of the", "This connected, as she could not but connect it, with the air of\nchagrin with which Lord Lufton received Lucy's decision, made it\nmanifest to Mrs. Robarts that Lord Lufton was annoyed because Lucy", "As to the lady herself, nothing, Lady Lufton thought, could be much\nbetter than such a match for her son. Lady Lufton, I have said, was a", "\"And was it Lady Lufton?\"\n\n\"Yes; it was Lady Lufton.\"\n\n\"Why, Lucy; I did not know that you and her ladyship were such\nfriends.\"", "praise, and so I shall not hesitate to say when speaking of it to\nyour relatives.\" This was disagreeable enough to Lucy, who cared\nbut little for any praise which Lady Lufton might express to her", "Lufton. She had said that if Lord Lufton persevered in his suit, they\nat the parsonage could not be justified in robbing Lucy of all that", "was a dangerous one; and that it could not finally result happily for\nany of them. What would Lady Lufton say? That undoubtedly was the\nchief source of his dismay.", "power to prevent it without any quarrel? That her son would be\nsick of such a chit as Lucy before he had been married to her six\nmonths--of that Lady Lufton entertained no doubt, and therefore her", "For a moment or two Lady Lufton sat silent, collecting her thoughts.\nShe thought that there was very great objection to Lucy Robarts,", "\"Ludovic,\" said Lady Lufton--not quite approving of her son's\nremaining so long at the back of Lucy's chair--\"won't you give us", "that she, Lady Lufton, would desire her to do so. He would not\nlet her know that everything depended on her--according to Lucy's", "Now this was not good-natured on the part of Lord Lufton; and his\nmother felt it the more strongly, inasmuch as it seemed to signify", "loved her. But it was by no means clear to Lady Lufton that she did\nas yet know her young friend. The match was a plan of her own, and" ], [ "As to the lady herself, nothing, Lady Lufton thought, could be much\nbetter than such a match for her son. Lady Lufton, I have said, was a", "Lufton, and ultimately with success. \"I really think the dear girl is\nvery happy with me,\" said Lady Lufton; \"and if ever she is to belong", "\"And was it Lady Lufton?\"\n\n\"Yes; it was Lady Lufton.\"\n\n\"Why, Lucy; I did not know that you and her ladyship were such\nfriends.\"", "Lord Lufton had determined not to explain to his mother the whole\nstate of the case. He would not tell her that everything depended\non her word--that Lucy was ready to marry him only on condition", "fire which had won for her, so unfortunately, Lord Lufton's love. It\nwas quite possible for her also to love Lucy Robarts; Lady Lufton\nadmitted that to herself;--but then who could bow the knee before", "knew very well that her strategy would be vain should her son once\nlearn that she had a strategy. To tell the truth, Lady Lufton was\nbecoming somewhat indifferent to Lucy Robarts. She had been very kind", "that she, Lady Lufton, would desire her to do so. He would not\nlet her know that everything depended on her--according to Lucy's", "Lord Lufton; but her doubts on this subject, if she held any, were\nnot communicated to her ladyship. It had never entered into her mind\nthat a match was possible between Lord Lufton and Lucy Robarts, nor", "\"Ludovic,\" said Lady Lufton--not quite approving of her son's\nremaining so long at the back of Lucy's chair--\"won't you give us", "\"That Miss Lucy of yours seems to be a very determined young lady\nwhen she takes a thing into her head,\" said Lady Lufton, now sitting\ndown for the first time.", "loved her. But it was by no means clear to Lady Lufton that she did\nas yet know her young friend. The match was a plan of her own, and", "\"Well--well, my dear, that will do. He has not taken you, at any\nrate; and so we will forgive him.\" And Lady Lufton kissed her. \"As it", "Dumbello could hardly despise her, and yet it did not seem possible\nthat they should meet as friends. They did meet, and Lucy came\nforward with a pretty eagerness to give her hand to Lady Lufton's", "Lady Lufton had hitherto been fortunate in her matrimonial\nspeculations. She had selected Sir George for her daughter, and Sir", "\"I can only say this,\" said Lady Lufton, \"that if he does do so--and\nI believe he does--it would give me very great pleasure. For you\nknow, my dear, that I am very fond of you myself.\"", "\"Dear Lady Lufton!\" said Griselda, putting up her hand so as to\npress the end of her ladyship's fingers. It was the first piece of\nanimation she had shown, and Lucy Robarts watched it all.", "\"I am sure she is: she must be a very pleasant companion to you, and\nso useful about the children; but--\" And then Lady Lufton paused for", "Had there been no such approach, it is probable that Lady Lufton\nwould not have pursued the matter. But, according to her ideas on\nsuch subjects, her son Ludovic had on some occasions shown quite", "Lufton. She had said that if Lord Lufton persevered in his suit, they\nat the parsonage could not be justified in robbing Lucy of all that", "\"So you have caught Sir George, after all,\" said Lady Lufton; and\nthat was nearly all she did say in allusion to his absence. There" ], [ "There was clearly an air of triumph about Lord Dumbello as he walked\naway with the beauty. The world had been saying that Lord Lufton was", "But nevertheless there was triumph at Plumstead Episcopi. The mother,\nwhen she returned home, began to feel that she had been thoroughly", "I conceive that I am justified in saying that in that encounter Mrs.\nGrantly was the conqueror.", "and command of her temper, had managed to get through the world\nwithout much of that unhappiness which usually follows ill-assorted\nmarriages. At home she managed to keep the upper hand, but she did", "knew that there must have been a fight, and that his wife, fighting\nloyally on his behalf, had got the best of it; and he knew also that", "\"Nay, but she does well; she does excellently. What can be better\nthan her conduct now? While I was meditating how I might possibly\nassist your wife in this strait--\"", "And this wife cheerfully, gladly, thankfully took her share. To\nendure with her lord all her lord's troubles was easy to her; it was", "The game was at her feet now, and no doubt she felt her triumph. Her\nready wit and speaking lip, not her beauty, had brought him to her", "triumph, and it will be talked of by the young ladies of Framley for\nthe next three generations.\"", "It must be conceived that there was some feeling of triumph at\nPlumstead Episcopi, when the wife of the rector returned home with", "\"Let her have Dumbello; she will make an excellent wife for him, just\nthe wife that he will want. And you, you will have been so good to\nher in assisting her to such a matter.\"", "\"Yes; yours was a love match. I declare, Mary, I often think that you\nare the happiest woman of whom I ever heard; to have it all to give,\nwhen you were so sure that you were loved while you yet had nothing.\"", "the advantage of having Lady Lufton on her side if she made up her\nmind that she did wish to become Lord Lufton's wife. She knew well\nthat now was her time for a triumph, now in this very first season of", "Lady Lufton had hitherto been fortunate in her matrimonial\nspeculations. She had selected Sir George for her daughter, and Sir", "\"But, nevertheless, she will some day marry some one; and why not you\nas well as another?\" his sister had answered. For Mrs. Harold Smith\nwas the ally of whom I have spoken.", "wife. That she does wish it, I do not doubt. But I shall indeed be\nsurprised if he wishes it also.\" And then as she finished her speech,", "matter. Other women had done as much before her time, and by courage\nhad gone through with it. It would be dreadful enough, that position\nin her own house with lords and ladies bowing to her, and stiff", "\"But they do say that she is the cleverest of them all,\" Mrs. Pole\nhad added, very properly. The people of Exeter had expressed such an", "it been at all possible to do so. His wife congratulated him nicely,\nwith open affection, and apparent satisfaction at the arrangement.\nThe enjoyment of one's own happiness at such windfalls depends so", "\"Love him!\" his wife had answered; \"indeed she does; and, Mark, do\nnot be led away by the stern quiet of her demeanour. To my thinking\nshe is a girl who might almost die for love.\"" ], [ "CHAPTER XLVIII.\n\nHOW THEY WERE ALL MARRIED, HAD TWO CHILDREN,\nAND LIVED HAPPY EVER AFTER.", "Dear, affectionate, sympathetic readers, we have four couple of\nsighing lovers with whom to deal in this our last chapter, and I,", "\"Very good,\" said the duke. And then it became Mr. Fothergill's duty\nto see that Mr. Sowerby and Miss Dunstable became man and wife as\nspeedily as possible.", "Such was Mark Robarts when at the age of twenty-five, or a little\nmore, he married Fanny Monsell. The marriage was celebrated in his", "The marriage of our old friends Dr. Thorne and Miss Dunstable was the\nthird on the list, but that did not take place till the latter end of", "when they met or when they parted. There was no great benefit for\nwhich either had to be grateful to the other; no terrible injury\nwhich either had forgiven. But they suited each other; and this, I", "LXVIII. HOW THEY WERE ALL MARRIED, HAD TWO CHILDREN,\n AND LIVED HAPPY EVER AFTER.", "each of these two was well inclined to love the other, and that they\nwould be happier together than they would be single. The difficulty,\nhowever, was very great, for the doctor would be terribly afraid of", "bestowed on that of her own daughter. The deed of marrying, the\nabsolute tying of the knot, was performed by the Very Reverend the", "marriage.\" There was then nothing more said on the subject, and in\ntwo minutes they arrived at the house of the Hogglestock clergyman.", "Barchester; and in telling of their happiness--shortly, as is now\nnecessary--we will take them chronologically, giving precedence to\nthose who first appeared at the hymeneal altar.", "\"Yes; yours was a love match. I declare, Mary, I often think that you\nare the happiest woman of whom I ever heard; to have it all to give,\nwhen you were so sure that you were loved while you yet had nothing.\"", "together.\" Mark said he would, and then went home with his wife under\nhis arm.", "\"And now I have come here, Lucy, to ask you to be his wife.\"", "\"Jane tells me that they all say at Greshamsbury that he is going to\nmarry Lady Scatcherd.\" Now Lady Scatcherd was a widow living in those", "\"But, nevertheless, she will some day marry some one; and why not you\nas well as another?\" his sister had answered. For Mrs. Harold Smith\nwas the ally of whom I have spoken.", "like each other, I should be contented with such a marriage. But,\nI must own, I am not quite satisfied at the idea of leaving her all\nalone with Lady Lufton. People will look on it as a settled thing,", "conditions which she, Lucy, had laid upon her. And yet such was the\ncase, as she so plainly heard. \"And now I have come here, Lucy, to\nask you to be his wife.\"", "Sowerby might marry her. It was not surmised that Miss Dunstable\nherself had had any previous notice of this arrangement, but it was\nsupposed that the thing would turn out as a matter of course. Mr.", "few words to each other and waiting till some one should again appear\nfrom the house. \"It is all arranged, indeed it is,\" were the first\nwords which reached their ears, and these came from Lucy. \"There will" ], [ "And the doctor had four daughters. The two elder were married,\nincluding that Blanche with whom Lord Lufton was to have fallen in", "bestowed on that of her own daughter. The deed of marrying, the\nabsolute tying of the knot, was performed by the Very Reverend the", "CHAPTER XLVIII.\n\nHOW THEY WERE ALL MARRIED, HAD TWO CHILDREN,\nAND LIVED HAPPY EVER AFTER.", "her daughter, the bride elect of the Lord Dumbello. The heir of the\nMarquis of Hartletop was, in wealth, the most considerable unmarried", "\"Yes, mother; you have said once or twice lately that you thought I\nought to marry, and I am beginning to think so too. You selected one\nclergyman's daughter for me, but that lady is going to do much better\nwith herself--\"", "\"But, nevertheless, she will some day marry some one; and why not you\nas well as another?\" his sister had answered. For Mrs. Harold Smith\nwas the ally of whom I have spoken.", "\"Very good,\" said the duke. And then it became Mr. Fothergill's duty\nto see that Mr. Sowerby and Miss Dunstable became man and wife as\nspeedily as possible.", "Lady Lufton had hitherto been fortunate in her matrimonial\nspeculations. She had selected Sir George for her daughter, and Sir", "The marriage of our old friends Dr. Thorne and Miss Dunstable was the\nthird on the list, but that did not take place till the latter end of", "It is true that rumour went on to say that Lord Dumbello was about\nto form close connections with Barsetshire. He was on the eve of\nmarrying a young lady, from the other division indeed, and was", "Lady Lufton had but two children. The eldest, a daughter, had been\nmarried some four or five years to Sir George Meredith, and this", "In July, then, at the cathedral, by the father of the bride, assisted\nby his examining chaplain, Olivia Proudie, the eldest daughter of", "Sowerby might marry her. It was not surmised that Miss Dunstable\nherself had had any previous notice of this arrangement, but it was\nsupposed that the thing would turn out as a matter of course. Mr.", "\"Jane tells me that they all say at Greshamsbury that he is going to\nmarry Lady Scatcherd.\" Now Lady Scatcherd was a widow living in those", "of her daughter's married life. At the end of the autumn the bride\nand bridegroom returned from their tour, and it was evident to all\nthe circle at Hartletop Priory that Lord Dumbello was by no means", "fortune. Mrs. Grantly, however, had been heard to say, that she was\nin no hurry to see her daughter established in the world;--ordinary\nyoung ladies are merely married, but those of real importance are", "\"Let her have Dumbello; she will make an excellent wife for him, just\nthe wife that he will want. And you, you will have been so good to\nher in assisting her to such a matter.\"", "And now another arrival of moment had taken place;--an arrival\nindeed of very great moment. To tell the truth, Miss Dunstable's\nheart had been set upon having two special persons; and though", "to marry her, and the world had also been saying that Lord Dumbello\nadmired her. Now this had angered Lord Dumbello, and made him feel", "like each other, I should be contented with such a marriage. But,\nI must own, I am not quite satisfied at the idea of leaving her all\nalone with Lady Lufton. People will look on it as a settled thing," ], [ "and things around him were coming to an end. He was beginning to\nperceive that he had in truth eaten his cake, and that there was now", "Dear, affectionate, sympathetic readers, we have four couple of\nsighing lovers with whom to deal in this our last chapter, and I,", "immediately I return, and shall learn from you how the land lies. I\nhave told you my wishes, and you will consider how far you think it\nright to fall in with them.\" He then kissed her, and without waiting", "till the three months have run round. I must make some arrangement\nthen.\" And in this way his mind was easier during the last of those\nthree months than it had been during the two former. That feeling", "CHAPTER XXIII.\n\nTHE TRIUMPH OF THE GIANTS.", "\"No,\" said Lucy, and it was all which at the moment she could say.\n\n\"What shall I tell him, then? Shall I say yes--simply yes?\"\n\n\"Simply yes,\" said Lucy.", "\"Uncle,\" she said, in the last five minutes of his sojourn there,\nafter he had already taken leave of Miss Dunstable and shaken hands\nwith Mrs. Gresham, \"have you ever thought of what I said to you up in\nLondon?\"", "your happiness. What other motive can I have for anything in this\nworld?\" And then she came close to him and kissed him.", "The captain, however, would not sing any more. And then the party was\nbroken up, and the Robartses went home to their parsonage.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XII.", "CHAPTER XLVIII.\n\nHOW THEY WERE ALL MARRIED, HAD TWO CHILDREN,\nAND LIVED HAPPY EVER AFTER.", "together.\" Mark said he would, and then went home with his wife under\nhis arm.", "And when he was well gone--absolutely out of sight from the\nwindow--Lucy walked steadily up to her room, locked the door, and", "There was clearly an air of triumph about Lord Dumbello as he walked\naway with the beauty. The world had been saying that Lord Lufton was", "And then again they were both silent. And the vicar having thoroughly\nwarmed himself, as far as this might be done by facing the fire,\nturned round and began the operation _à tergo_.", "described their friendship. They were not prepared to die, one for\nthe sake of the other. They had said nothing to each other of mutual\nlove and affection. They never kissed, or cried, or made speeches,", "duty to come and release her by force of arms.\" He had been there\ntwice with the object of seeing her, but on both occasions Lucy had\nmanaged to escape. Now we may say she was fairly caught, and Lord", "And so it was settled. On the following day Mrs. Harold Smith was to\nfind an opportunity of explaining the whole matter to Miss Dunstable,\nand was to ask that lady to share her fortune--some incredible", "and memory of those with whom he had lived. But, nevertheless, he\nwould bear himself well to the last. It was true that he had made his\nown bed, and he understood the justice which required him to lie upon", "I have said above that this affair of Lord Lufton's was ended; but\nit now appeared to Mark that it was not _quite_ ended. \"Tell Lufton,", "by degrees. But before many minutes were over he had told her of\nher fate and of his own decision. \"So we had better go back to\nPlumstead,\" he said; and she had not dissented." ], [ "But little has as yet been said, personally, as to our hero himself,\nand perhaps it may not be necessary to say much. Let us hope that by", "\"I know what you are going to say, and I admit it all. He is no hero.\nThere is nothing on earth wonderful about him. I never heard him say", "He was a singular man; so humble and meek, so unutterably inefficient\nand awkward in the ordinary intercourse of life, but so bold and", "heroism than did truly appertain to him;--did not, perhaps, give\nhim full credit for a certain amount of heroism which did really\nappertain to him; but, nevertheless, she would have been very glad to", "\"Your hero, then,\" I hear some well-balanced critic say, \"is not\nworth very much.\"", "a girl's care and love. That will be said because people think that\nheroes in books should be so much better than heroes got up for the\nworld's common wear and tear. I may as well confess that of absolute,", "In the first place Lord Lufton is not my hero; and in the next place,\na man may be very imperfect and yet worth a great deal. A man may be", "But the very name of Lord Lufton, his sister's lover, again gave him\ncourage. He thought, too, of the accusations which Lord Lufton had", "having been remembered, and thought of, and--loved. Must it not be\nso? Could it be possible that he himself would have told this tale to", "\"Exactly; the story that is as old as the world, and which will\ncontinue as long as people are born into it. It is a story of God's\nown telling!\"", "himself on that occasion did not suffer much. His skin was not so\nsoft as Mrs. Robarts's heart. The little beast was full of oats and", "\"I have had but little pride this many a day. Arabin, you do not know\nwhat my life has been. How is a man to be proud who--\" And then he", "immediately I return, and shall learn from you how the land lies. I\nhave told you my wishes, and you will consider how far you think it\nright to fall in with them.\" He then kissed her, and without waiting", "\"But, Mark--\"\n\n\"Call me by my name, sir, and drop that affectation of regard. What\nan ass I have been to be so cozened by a sharper!\"", "At first he concealed the name of his friend Sowerby, but it soon\nappeared that no such concealment was of any avail. \"That's Sowerby,", "altogether different. Generally speaking, with the world at large, he\nwas a jolly, rollicking, popular man, fond of eating and drinking,", "me, in so many words, that I was a--storyteller. And for the matter\nof that, my dear, so I was.\"", "\"No man was ever robbed as I have been,\" said he. \"But I shall win\nthrough yet, in spite of them all. But those Jews, Mark\"--he had", "He did go and rescue her, and afterwards danced with her for the\nbest part of an hour consecutively. He knew that the world gave Lord", "she knew that the hero would show himself only at a very late hour\nif it were to be her good fortune that he showed himself at all--Mr.\nSowerby walked up the stairs. He had schooled himself to go through" ], [ "herself aggrieved either by the parson or by his sister. Lucy was\nbehaving well, and Mark was proud of her. Lucy was behaving with", "Lord Lufton in love with Lucy! As these words repeated themselves\nover and over again within Mark Robarts's mind, his mind added\nto them notes of surprise without end. How had it possibly come", "to their consciences to stand between Lucy and her lover. Mark had\nstill somewhat demurred to this, suggesting how terrible would be\ntheir plight if they should now encourage Lord Lufton, and if he,", "\"Yes,\" said Mark, \"he has told me all, and he is coming here\nto-morrow morning that he may receive an answer from yourself.\"\n\n\"What answer?\" said Lucy, trembling.", "Jane;--and Lucy, the younger, should be taken to Framley Parsonage.\nIn a fortnight from the receipt of that letter Mark arrived at his\nown house with his sister Lucy under his wing.", "\"Go on, Mark,\" said Lucy, in a whisper, which, whether audible or not\nby Mr. Crawley, was heard very plainly by the dean. And Mark, who had", "\"I doubt it is not so easy to turn her head, Mark. There is more in\nLucy than you imagine, and so you will find out before long.\" It was", "Lucy in the face. She had not betrayed her trust, seeing that the\nsecret had been told to Mark, not by her, but by Lord Lufton; but she", "few words to each other and waiting till some one should again appear\nfrom the house. \"It is all arranged, indeed it is,\" were the first\nwords which reached their ears, and these came from Lucy. \"There will", "\"But she will think,\" said Mark, \"that we have plotted and intrigued\nfor this. She will call us ungrateful, and will make Lucy's life", "\"This is my sister-in-law, Lucy,\" said Mrs. Robarts. \"Pray don't move", "to be mentioned to Lucy's brother, not to be mentioned to her own\nhusband. But who ever yet was offered a secret and declined it? Who\nat least ever declined a love secret? What sister could do so? Mrs.", "\"Lord Lufton has not spoken to his mother about it,\" said Mark; and\nit immediately became clear to Lucy, from the tone of her brother's", "of her sister-in-law to her present plans. Lady Lufton had returned\nthat day, and immediately on her return had sent up a note addressed\nto Miss Lucy Robarts, which note was in Fanny's hands when Lucy", "\"But they will each of them get wrong ideas about the other, and\nabout themselves. Lucy will, perhaps, think that Ludovic means more", "\"Exactly; her only friends. Well, Lord Lufton sent for Mark and\nrepeated his offer to him. Mind you, Mark had never heard a word of", "\"Have either of them told you that I made an offer to your sister?\"\n\n\"That you made an offer to Lucy?\"\n\n\"Yes, that I made an offer to Lucy.\"", "\"My sister; Lucy?\"\n\n\"Yes; your sister Lucy.\"\n\n\"No, never; at least nothing especial; nothing that I can remember at\nthis moment.\"", "\"Won't you make me known to your sister-in-law?\" said he, taking off\nhis hat, and bowing to Lucy. \"I have never yet had the pleasure of\nmeeting her, though we have been neighbours for a month and more.\"", "do--and his sister?\" This allusion to Lucy, however, was very soon\ndropped." ], [ "\"None whatever,\" said Lucy. \"He made me an offer and I refused\nhim.\" This she said very sharply;--more so undoubtedly than the", "conditions which she, Lucy, had laid upon her. And yet such was the\ncase, as she so plainly heard. \"And now I have come here, Lucy, to\nask you to be his wife.\"", "\"No,\" said Lucy, and it was all which at the moment she could say.\n\n\"What shall I tell him, then? Shall I say yes--simply yes?\"\n\n\"Simply yes,\" said Lucy.", "\"No; I suppose not,\" said Lucy, now regaining all her courage.\n\"If I thought it probable that she should wish me to be her", "\"And now I have come here, Lucy, to ask you to be his wife.\"", "Lucy had been forced to declare--forced by the strength of her own\nfeelings, and by the impossibility of assenting to the propriety of a", "Lucy's love, and had described the reasons which had induced her to\nreject her suitor; and had done so in words which, had Lord Lufton\nheard them, would have made him twice as passionate in his love.", "\"Think, Lucy!\"\n\n\"Well, I may say that I am sure.\"\n\n\"A gentleman would not make you a formal proposal, and leave you in\ndoubt as to what he meant.\"", "this before, and you may guess whether or no he was surprised. Lord\nLufton repeated his offer in the most formal manner and claimed\npermission to see Lucy. She refused to see him. She has never seen", "There were ever so many objections, then. There was no habit, and\nLucy was--or said that she was--afraid; and then, what would Lady", "herself on that subject at present. She remembered, however, Lucy's\nflashing eye when the possibility of Lord Lufton making such a\nmarriage was spoken of in the pony-carriage, and could not but feel", "\"But he--he persisted, and begged her to accept his hand. She refused\nhim then, Lady Lufton--not as some girls do, with a mock reserve, not", "\"Of course it is out of the question, Fanny,\" said Lucy, now speaking\nrather seriously. \"In the first place, I would not take Lord Lufton's", "\"No. Only think what Lucy has done and is doing. If she had chosen to\nsay that she would accept your son I really do not know how you could", "\"Certainly not by speaking to me,\" said Lucy, blushing ruby-red\nthrough every vein of her deep-tinted face. But though she could not\ncommand her blood, her voice was still under her control--her voice\nand her manner.", "\"No, not to-night,\" said Lucy. \"And now I will go in to your wife.\"\nAnd then she returned to the house, leaving the two gentlemen at the", "Lucy also conceived that it was improbable that Lord Lufton should\ncome to the parsonage under the present circumstances; and she\ndeclared to herself that it would not be possible that she should", "\"Lucy, I cannot understand you,\" said Fanny, very gravely. \"I am\nsometimes inclined to doubt whether you have any deep feeling in the\nmatter or not. If you have, how can you bring yourself to joke about\nit?\"", "\"I could not do it. Think of Lucy, and how she stands with him.\nBesides I have already had words with Lufton about Sowerby and his", "\"But I do not know what Lord Lufton wants,\" said Lucy, with her eyes\nfixed upon the ground, and now trembling more than ever. \"He did come\nto me, and I did give him an answer.\"" ], [ "Sowerby might marry her. It was not surmised that Miss Dunstable\nherself had had any previous notice of this arrangement, but it was\nsupposed that the thing would turn out as a matter of course. Mr.", "Miss Dunstable once said to Mrs. Harold Smith that it was possible\nthat she might marry, the only condition then expressed being this,\nthat the man elected should be one who was quite indifferent as to", "\"After all, then,\" said Miss Dunstable, speaking of Lady\nDumbello--she was Mrs. Thorne at this time--\"after all, there is some", "\"Marry Miss Dunstable, and that will set it all right for you.\"", "When Miss Dunstable met her friends, the Greshams--young Frank\nGresham and his wife--at Gatherum Castle, she immediately asked after", "\"That makes but little difference. He was obliged to marry money, and\nI believe there is no doubt that he did at one time propose to Miss\nDunstable.\"", "\"The wife!\" said Miss Dunstable. \"What a man!\"\n\n\"Widow, I mean; but it's all one to him.\"", "did say some little time ago that young Gresham was to have married\nMiss Dunstable himself.\"", "Miss Dunstable had spoken so plainly. She tried to explain how\neligible would be her friend's situation as mistress of Chaldicotes,", "the success of Mr. Sowerby as a candidate for the county, she was\nstanding by her own tenant. It also became known, in the course\nof the battle, that Miss Dunstable had herself at last succumbed,", "The marriage of our old friends Dr. Thorne and Miss Dunstable was the\nthird on the list, but that did not take place till the latter end of", "thoughts in this matter, she could not but think that he would be\nhappier married than he was single. In point of temper, no woman\ncould stand higher than Miss Dunstable; no one had ever heard of her", "\"I, Miss Dunstable?\"\n\n\"Yes, you.\"\n\n\"But I, unluckily, have not a wife to manage them for me.\"", "arrangement on the whole might not be a bad one. For Miss Dunstable\nshe herself had a sincere affection, which was shared by her\nhusband. She had often grieved at the sacrifices Miss Dunstable", "And now another arrival of moment had taken place;--an arrival\nindeed of very great moment. To tell the truth, Miss Dunstable's\nheart had been set upon having two special persons; and though", "\"And your grace's trust shall not in that respect be in vain. Where\nis he, I wonder?\" And Miss Dunstable looked round as though she", "by any such idea? Of course he could not propose to himself such a\nwife as Miss Dunstable without having some thoughts as to her wealth;\nand it had been the pride of his life so to live that the world might", "of the little sum; and, as the final result of the calculation,\ndetermined that Miss Dunstable would marry Dr. Thorne if Dr. Thorne\nwould ask her.", "Dunstable had seized so vehemently. This Mr. Gresham was the richest\ncommoner in the county, and it was rumoured that at the next election", "sister, Mrs. Harold Smith, had devoted herself to the work, and with\nthis view had run up a dear friendship with Miss Dunstable. The\nbishop had intimated, nodding his head knowingly, that it would" ], [ "Lord Lufton at once perceived, by the tone of his mother's voice and\nby the shades of her countenance that she had absolutely endured some", "Now this was not good-natured on the part of Lord Lufton; and his\nmother felt it the more strongly, inasmuch as it seemed to signify", "\"No, Lord Lufton, that is true. But one--\" and then she stopped\nherself. She could not tell him that one loving mother, anxious for", "but now it seemed to him as though he had but little more to do with\nLord Lufton. Lord Lufton and Lord Lufton's mother were neither now to", "\"I am not so sure of that,\" said Lord Lufton, laughing. \"Mother, you\nhardly know the worst of it yet. Who is here, do you think?\"", "Lufton the arbiter of her destiny she had regarded the question of\nher love as decided against herself. She had found herself unable to\nendure the position of being Lady Lufton's daughter-in-law while Lady", "\"I care not who knows that they have been uttered. The sooner that\nthey are known to all the world, the better I shall be pleased,\nunless indeed--\"\n\n\"Think of your mother, Lord Lufton.\"", "Lord Lufton had determined not to explain to his mother the whole\nstate of the case. He would not tell her that everything depended\non her word--that Lucy was ready to marry him only on condition", "that she altogether absolved Lord Lufton from any necessity to speak\nto his mother, if he did not think well of doing so. But all this was\nto very little purpose.", "But Lord Lufton could not put it off for three days. It may be that\non this occasion he did not wish for his mother's presence at Framley", "knew very well that her strategy would be vain should her son once\nlearn that she had a strategy. To tell the truth, Lady Lufton was\nbecoming somewhat indifferent to Lucy Robarts. She had been very kind", "\"Well--well, my dear, that will do. He has not taken you, at any\nrate; and so we will forgive him.\" And Lady Lufton kissed her. \"As it", "That little conversation between Lord Lufton and his mother--in which\nnothing was said about his lordship's parliamentary duties--took\nplace on the evening before he started for London. On that occasion", "\"Mamma does fret herself so much about Ludovic's money matters,\" said\nLady Meredith. Ludovic was Lord Lufton,--Ludovic Lufton, Baron Lufton\nof Lufton, in the county of Oxfordshire.", "Lufton, and ultimately with success. \"I really think the dear girl is\nvery happy with me,\" said Lady Lufton; \"and if ever she is to belong", "Had there been no such approach, it is probable that Lady Lufton\nwould not have pursued the matter. But, according to her ideas on\nsuch subjects, her son Ludovic had on some occasions shown quite", "As to the lady herself, nothing, Lady Lufton thought, could be much\nbetter than such a match for her son. Lady Lufton, I have said, was a", "\"Lord Lufton,\" she said, \"I cannot love you,\" and as she spoke she\ndid put her hand, as he had desired, upon her heart.", "This connected, as she could not but connect it, with the air of\nchagrin with which Lord Lufton received Lucy's decision, made it\nmanifest to Mrs. Robarts that Lord Lufton was annoyed because Lucy", "Lufton, and for years had taught herself to regard her as an epitome\nof all that was good and gracious in woman. Lady Lufton's theories of" ], [ "engaged, or about to engage himself, to Miss Grantly.\"", "of her wishes. That she loved Griselda was certain,--with that sort\nof love which springs from a person's volition and not from the", "a very fortunate man if he can get such a wife. And now what do you\nthink, Griselda?\"", "\"She thinks that my Griselda would make the best possible wife in the\nworld for her son; and I think so too. I think that her son will be", "unhappy. \"If he would only marry Griselda, there would be an end of\nthat danger,\" she said to herself.", "of himself in the same direction; but, nevertheless, he was not\naltogether contented. He by no means wished to marry Griselda; he\nhad declared to himself a dozen times since he had first suspected", "Lord Dumbello's engagement with Griselda Grantly was the talk of the\ntown for the next ten days. It formed, at least, one of two subjects", "\"Yes; it will suffice, if you love her. I don't want you to care for\nmoney. Griselda will have a fortune that would have been convenient;", "When this subject was discussed Griselda displayed no lack of a\nbecoming interest. She went to work steadily, slowly, and almost with", "As those words \"personal attractions\" were uttered, Griselda managed\nso to turn her neck as to catch a side view of herself in one of the", "\"Ludovic,\" whispered his mother, \"Griselda is absolutely bored by\nthat man, who follows her like a ghost. Do go and rescue her.\"", "\"I have not thought about it,\" said Griselda, very coldly, and at\nthat moment a gentleman stood before her and asked her hand for the", "a noble suitor sighing for her smiles. Besides, it was not natural.\nGriselda, as her mother knew, had never been a girl of headlong", "intention of making love to Griselda, or that he ever had any fixed\nthought that he was doing so. Young men in such matters are so often", "\"Lord Dumbello proposed to Griselda the other night, at Miss\nDunstable's party,\" said Mrs. Grantly, with her eyes fixed upon", "that Griselda had been won and was to be worn. He was, then, a dog\nin the manger, you will say. Well; and are we not all dogs in the", "and anger. Moreover, Griselda was in his eyes very beautiful, and had\nshe been one whit more animated, or had his mother's tactics been but", "had interposed. Griselda, she was driven to admit, was better suited\nto Lord Dumbello than to her son.", "destined Miss Grantly for another throne;--for another and a higher\none, as far as the world goes. She would have made Griselda the wife", "her young friend what were her own wishes; she had declared her\ndesire that Griselda should become her daughter-in-law; but in answer" ], [ "\"And was it Lady Lufton?\"\n\n\"Yes; it was Lady Lufton.\"\n\n\"Why, Lucy; I did not know that you and her ladyship were such\nfriends.\"", "Lord Lufton; but her doubts on this subject, if she held any, were\nnot communicated to her ladyship. It had never entered into her mind\nthat a match was possible between Lord Lufton and Lucy Robarts, nor", "Lufton, and ultimately with success. \"I really think the dear girl is\nvery happy with me,\" said Lady Lufton; \"and if ever she is to belong", "As to the lady herself, nothing, Lady Lufton thought, could be much\nbetter than such a match for her son. Lady Lufton, I have said, was a", "that she, Lady Lufton, would desire her to do so. He would not\nlet her know that everything depended on her--according to Lucy's", "Lord Lufton had determined not to explain to his mother the whole\nstate of the case. He would not tell her that everything depended\non her word--that Lucy was ready to marry him only on condition", "\"Lady Lufton says so, at any rate,\" continued Mrs. Grantly, ever so\ncautiously. \"She thinks that Lord Lufton likes no partner better.\nWhat do you think yourself, Griselda?\"", "loved her. But it was by no means clear to Lady Lufton that she did\nas yet know her young friend. The match was a plan of her own, and", "Lufton. She had said that if Lord Lufton persevered in his suit, they\nat the parsonage could not be justified in robbing Lucy of all that", "Lady Lufton had hitherto been fortunate in her matrimonial\nspeculations. She had selected Sir George for her daughter, and Sir", "of her sister-in-law to her present plans. Lady Lufton had returned\nthat day, and immediately on her return had sent up a note addressed\nto Miss Lucy Robarts, which note was in Fanny's hands when Lucy", "Lady Lufton had but two children. The eldest, a daughter, had been\nmarried some four or five years to Sir George Meredith, and this", "Lucy, nor could she blame Lady Lufton. Lord Lufton she did blame, but\nshe did so in the hearing of no one but her husband.", "This connected, as she could not but connect it, with the air of\nchagrin with which Lord Lufton received Lucy's decision, made it\nmanifest to Mrs. Robarts that Lord Lufton was annoyed because Lucy", "Lufton, and for years had taught herself to regard her as an epitome\nof all that was good and gracious in woman. Lady Lufton's theories of", "\"Dear Lady Lufton!\" said Griselda, putting up her hand so as to\npress the end of her ladyship's fingers. It was the first piece of\nanimation she had shown, and Lucy Robarts watched it all.", "\"I am sure she is: she must be a very pleasant companion to you, and\nso useful about the children; but--\" And then Lady Lufton paused for", "Lady Lufton. \"Why make her unhappy?\" as he said to Mark. But Lady\nLufton knew it, though she said not a word to him--knew it, and was", "\"Well; so she will, for a little time. There is no one with whom I\nwould so soon trust her out of my own care as with Lady Lufton. She\nis all that one can desire.\"", "the advantage of having Lady Lufton on her side if she made up her\nmind that she did wish to become Lord Lufton's wife. She knew well\nthat now was her time for a triumph, now in this very first season of" ], [ "Lord Lufton; but her doubts on this subject, if she held any, were\nnot communicated to her ladyship. It had never entered into her mind\nthat a match was possible between Lord Lufton and Lucy Robarts, nor", "Lord Lufton had determined not to explain to his mother the whole\nstate of the case. He would not tell her that everything depended\non her word--that Lucy was ready to marry him only on condition", "Lufton. She had said that if Lord Lufton persevered in his suit, they\nat the parsonage could not be justified in robbing Lucy of all that", "that she, Lady Lufton, would desire her to do so. He would not\nlet her know that everything depended on her--according to Lucy's", "Lufton the arbiter of her destiny she had regarded the question of\nher love as decided against herself. She had found herself unable to\nendure the position of being Lady Lufton's daughter-in-law while Lady", "Lady Lufton would regard such a marriage with abhorrence. Lady Lufton\nwould not and could not ask her to condescend to be her son's bride.", "\"And was it Lady Lufton?\"\n\n\"Yes; it was Lady Lufton.\"\n\n\"Why, Lucy; I did not know that you and her ladyship were such\nfriends.\"", "This connected, as she could not but connect it, with the air of\nchagrin with which Lord Lufton received Lucy's decision, made it\nmanifest to Mrs. Robarts that Lord Lufton was annoyed because Lucy", "praise, and so I shall not hesitate to say when speaking of it to\nyour relatives.\" This was disagreeable enough to Lucy, who cared\nbut little for any praise which Lady Lufton might express to her", "herself on that subject at present. She remembered, however, Lucy's\nflashing eye when the possibility of Lord Lufton making such a\nmarriage was spoken of in the pony-carriage, and could not but feel", "\"But that has not been the reason. There is a great deal more in Lord\nLufton than that; and since I must speak, dear Lucy, I cannot but say\nthat I should not wonder at your being in love with him, only--only\nthat--\"", "\"Of course it is out of the question, Fanny,\" said Lucy, now speaking\nrather seriously. \"In the first place, I would not take Lord Lufton's", "Lucy also conceived that it was improbable that Lord Lufton should\ncome to the parsonage under the present circumstances; and she\ndeclared to herself that it would not be possible that she should", "was a dangerous one; and that it could not finally result happily for\nany of them. What would Lady Lufton say? That undoubtedly was the\nchief source of his dismay.", "power to prevent it without any quarrel? That her son would be\nsick of such a chit as Lucy before he had been married to her six\nmonths--of that Lady Lufton entertained no doubt, and therefore her", "loved her. But it was by no means clear to Lady Lufton that she did\nas yet know her young friend. The match was a plan of her own, and", "knew very well that her strategy would be vain should her son once\nlearn that she had a strategy. To tell the truth, Lady Lufton was\nbecoming somewhat indifferent to Lucy Robarts. She had been very kind", "For a moment or two Lady Lufton sat silent, collecting her thoughts.\nShe thought that there was very great objection to Lucy Robarts,", "On the first blush of the thing Lady Lufton did not quite go along\nwith him. Now that Lord Lufton was to marry the parson's sister it", "Lucy, nor could she blame Lady Lufton. Lord Lufton she did blame, but\nshe did so in the hearing of no one but her husband." ], [ "neighbour, and has waged a war with him, which he probably felt to\nbe very vexatious. But, nevertheless, on the next great occasion at", "been despised by the rich beauty. She also in her turn had disliked,\nif she had not despised, her rival. But how would it be now? Lady", "seems, young Gresham has bid against him, and is to have it. This has\nriled him, and I may as well tell you fairly, that he is determined\nto have either money or marbles.\"", "Dumbello the credit of admiring the young lady, and was quite alive\nto the pleasure of filling his brother nobleman's heart with jealousy", "In speaking of the ages of these two friends it may be said in round\nterms that the lady was well past forty, and that the gentleman was", "Upon the whole I am afraid that Lord Boanerges got the best of it.\nBut then that is his line. He has been getting the best of it all his\nlife.", "That the lord and his friend often quarrelled, and occasionally\nfought,--the fact even that for one period of three months they never", "And now another arrival of moment had taken place;--an arrival\nindeed of very great moment. To tell the truth, Miss Dunstable's\nheart had been set upon having two special persons; and though", "when they met or when they parted. There was no great benefit for\nwhich either had to be grateful to the other; no terrible injury\nwhich either had forgiven. But they suited each other; and this, I", "enemy, Mr. Supplehouse. He knew the mark; so, at least, he said; but\nI myself am inclined to believe that his animosity misled him. I", "What took place between them on that occasion was very little more\nthan what has been here related. There may have been an ice or a", "But all this gave rise to a very pretty series of squibs arranged\nbetween Mr. Fothergill and Mr. Closerstill, the electioneering agent.", "and things around him were coming to an end. He was beginning to\nperceive that he had in truth eaten his cake, and that there was now", "about such matters; and he had, moreover, a habit, inherited from his\nfather, of taking the bit between his teeth whenever he suspected\ninterference. Drive him gently without pulling his mouth about, and", "about a fortnight since; but he allowed his sister to prevail. What\ncould any man do in such straits that would not go against the grain?\nAt the present moment he felt in his mind an infinite hatred against", "At this moment three or four other gentlemen entered the room, and\nthe conversation between our two friends was stopped. They still\nremained standing near the fire, but for a few minutes neither of", "in her foe's face. By the time that she had completed it her eyes\nwere turned upon the ground, but there was an ineffable amount of", "inferiority, but, at the same time, almost boasting to herself that\nin her own way she was the superior. And then he had come behind\nher chair, whispering to her, speaking to her his first words of", "that Griselda had been won and was to be worn. He was, then, a dog\nin the manger, you will say. Well; and are we not all dogs in the", "and riding beside you in the field,--he is still thinking how he can\nmake use of you to tide him over some difficulty. He has lived in\nthat way till he has a pleasure in cheating, and has become so clever" ], [ "Mark Robarts, the vicar of a neighbouring parish, on the\n understanding that he should hold the living and the\n stall together; and on making further inquiry we were", "It has been said that Mark Robarts was about to pay a visit to\nChaldicotes, and it has been hinted that his wife would have been as", "a living, merely because such a one had been her son's friend. Her\ntendencies were High Church, and she was enabled to perceive that\nthose of young Mark Robarts ran in the same direction. She was very", "Mark Robarts awoke on the morning after his arrival at Chaldicotes.\nAnd I trust that the fact of his being a clergyman will not be", "All this had been said in so loud a voice that it was, as a matter\nof course, overheard by Mark Robarts--that part of the conversation", "his own parish. In so saying Mark Robarts of course burlesqued his\nbrother parson; but there can be no doubt that Mr. Crawley was a", "Mark Robarts returned home the day after the scene at the Albany,\nconsiderably relieved in spirit. He now felt that he might accept", "In the meantime, Mr. Fothergill had got hold of Mark Robarts. Mr.\nFothergill was a gentleman, and a magistrate of the county, but", "Such was Mark Robarts when at the age of twenty-five, or a little\nmore, he married Fanny Monsell. The marriage was celebrated in his", "interference, or on that of his wife or chaplain. Considering these\nthings Mark Robarts tried to make himself believe that Lady Lufton\nwould be delighted at his good fortune. But yet he did not believe", "At that time, just as Lady Lufton was about to leave Framley for\nLondon, Mark Robarts received a pressing letter, inviting him also to", "\"Mark,\" said Mrs. Robarts, hurrying into her husband's book-room\nabout the middle of the day, \"Lord Lufton is at home. Have you heard\nit?\"\n\n\"What! here at Framley?\"", "\"Have you much work in your parish, Mr. Robarts?\" she asked. Now,\nMark was not aware that she knew his name, or the fact of his having", "'Twas thus that Mark Robarts argued when he found himself called upon\nto defend himself before the bar of his own conscience for going to", "Supplehouse and Mr. Sowerby were both bachelors, while Mark Robarts\nwas a married man.", "Mark Robarts took his hat and stick and went over at once to the\nhome paddock, in which he knew that Lord Lufton was engaged with the", "member, the owner of Chaldicotes, with whom Mark Robarts had been so\nanxious to be on terms of intimacy, had now come to such a phase of", "It was nearly dark as Mark Robarts drove up through the avenue of\nlime-trees to the hall-door; but it was easy to see that the house,", "\"No; Crawley has been at the door talking to me; he will be here\ndirectly, I suppose;\" and then Mark Robarts also prepared himself to\nwait till the master of the house should reappear.", "that second son would probably have had the living, and no one would\nhave thought it wrong;--certainly not if that second son had been\nsuch a one as Mark Robarts." ], [ "In the meantime, Mr. Fothergill had got hold of Mark Robarts. Mr.\nFothergill was a gentleman, and a magistrate of the county, but", "a living, merely because such a one had been her son's friend. Her\ntendencies were High Church, and she was enabled to perceive that\nthose of young Mark Robarts ran in the same direction. She was very", "All this had been said in so loud a voice that it was, as a matter\nof course, overheard by Mark Robarts--that part of the conversation", "He did really love Mark Robarts as much as it was given him to love\nany among his acquaintance. He knew that he had already done him an", "Mark Robarts, in talking over this coming money trouble with Sowerby,\nhad once mentioned that if it were necessary to take up the bill for", "'Twas thus that Mark Robarts argued when he found himself called upon\nto defend himself before the bar of his own conscience for going to", "member, the owner of Chaldicotes, with whom Mark Robarts had been so\nanxious to be on terms of intimacy, had now come to such a phase of", "and of her own; made Mark Robarts go to him, and by degrees did\nsomething towards civilizing him. Between him and Robarts too there\ngrew up an intimacy rather than a friendship. Robarts would submit", "interference, or on that of his wife or chaplain. Considering these\nthings Mark Robarts tried to make himself believe that Lady Lufton\nwould be delighted at his good fortune. But yet he did not believe", "his own parish. In so saying Mark Robarts of course burlesqued his\nbrother parson; but there can be no doubt that Mr. Crawley was a", "Mr. Sowerby at one time said a word as to the expediency of borrowing\nthat sum of money from John Robarts; but as to this Mark would say", "against Mark Robarts. He would not, he said, pay a shilling, except\nthrough his lawyer; and he would instruct his lawyer, that before he\npaid anything, the whole matter should be exposed openly in court. He", "and Mr. Robarts. That gentleman thought it right to say a few words\nmore to her ladyship respecting those money transactions. He could\nnot but feel, he said, that he had received that prebendal stall from", "Mark Robarts awoke on the morning after his arrival at Chaldicotes.\nAnd I trust that the fact of his being a clergyman will not be", "It has been said that Mark Robarts was about to pay a visit to\nChaldicotes, and it has been hinted that his wife would have been as", "\"No, my boy; I have not come to that. Look here: just you write,\n'Accepted, Mark Robarts,' across that, and then you shall never hear\nof the transaction again;--and you will have obliged me for ever.\"", "Such was Mark Robarts when at the age of twenty-five, or a little\nmore, he married Fanny Monsell. The marriage was celebrated in his", "Mark Robarts, the vicar of a neighbouring parish, on the\n understanding that he should hold the living and the\n stall together; and on making further inquiry we were", "made by Mr. Sowerby to the Dragon of Wantly, and the consequent\nrevelation made by Mark Robarts to his wife. And while that latter", "When the three months had nearly run out, it so happened that Robarts\nmet his friend Sowerby. Mark had once or twice ridden with Lord" ], [ "\"What? Only this, that he asked me to be his wife.\"\n\n\"Lord Lufton proposed to you?\"", "Lufton, and ultimately with success. \"I really think the dear girl is\nvery happy with me,\" said Lady Lufton; \"and if ever she is to belong", "And for a while it looked as though things would turn out well. Not\nthat it must be supposed that Lord Lufton had come there with any", "Lord Lufton; but her doubts on this subject, if she held any, were\nnot communicated to her ladyship. It had never entered into her mind\nthat a match was possible between Lord Lufton and Lucy Robarts, nor", "\"You don't think anything! But, my darling, you must think. You must\nmake up your mind what would be your answer if Lord Lufton were to\npropose to you. That is what Lady Lufton wishes him to do.\"", "loved her. But it was by no means clear to Lady Lufton that she did\nas yet know her young friend. The match was a plan of her own, and", "\"He has told me that he made you an offer of marriage,\" replied Lady\nLufton; \"a matter which, of course, is very serious to me, as his", "\"Well--well, my dear, that will do. He has not taken you, at any\nrate; and so we will forgive him.\" And Lady Lufton kissed her. \"As it", "\"It will be better that I should understand you at once,\"--and then\nthey again moved away from the house. \"Tell me truly now, do you\nthink that Lord Lufton and I have been flirting?\"", "On the first blush of the thing Lady Lufton did not quite go along\nwith him. Now that Lord Lufton was to marry the parson's sister it", "I have said above that this affair of Lord Lufton's was ended; but\nit now appeared to Mark that it was not _quite_ ended. \"Tell Lufton,", "Lord Lufton had determined not to explain to his mother the whole\nstate of the case. He would not tell her that everything depended\non her word--that Lucy was ready to marry him only on condition", "\"Your ideas of it now need not be at all remote,\" said Lord Lufton,\nwith a faint smile; \"and you may know it as a fact. I did make her an", "\"Lord Lufton,\" she said, \"I cannot love you,\" and as she spoke she\ndid put her hand, as he had desired, upon her heart.", "\"Lady Lufton says so, at any rate,\" continued Mrs. Grantly, ever so\ncautiously. \"She thinks that Lord Lufton likes no partner better.\nWhat do you think yourself, Griselda?\"", "Lufton. She had said that if Lord Lufton persevered in his suit, they\nat the parsonage could not be justified in robbing Lucy of all that", "considerably his final settlement with Lord Lufton; but Lufton, he\nhoped, would pardon that, and agree with him as to the propriety of\nwhat he was about to do.", "about the matter when her sister-in-law spoke to her, and yet she\nwas quite aware that it was no joking matter. Lord Lufton had not\nabsolutely made love to her, but he had latterly spoken to her", "\"Lord Lufton wants me to learn to ride,\" said she.\n\n\"To learn to ride!\" said Fanny, not knowing what answer to make to\nsuch a proposition.", "\"Lord Lufton marry Griselda!\" said the archdeacon, speaking quick and\nraising his eyebrows. His mind had as yet been troubled by but few" ], [ "Lord Lufton; but her doubts on this subject, if she held any, were\nnot communicated to her ladyship. It had never entered into her mind\nthat a match was possible between Lord Lufton and Lucy Robarts, nor", "\"But that has not been the reason. There is a great deal more in Lord\nLufton than that; and since I must speak, dear Lucy, I cannot but say\nthat I should not wonder at your being in love with him, only--only\nthat--\"", "praise, and so I shall not hesitate to say when speaking of it to\nyour relatives.\" This was disagreeable enough to Lucy, who cared\nbut little for any praise which Lady Lufton might express to her", "This connected, as she could not but connect it, with the air of\nchagrin with which Lord Lufton received Lucy's decision, made it\nmanifest to Mrs. Robarts that Lord Lufton was annoyed because Lucy", "Lucy's love, and had described the reasons which had induced her to\nreject her suitor; and had done so in words which, had Lord Lufton\nheard them, would have made him twice as passionate in his love.", "Lufton. She had said that if Lord Lufton persevered in his suit, they\nat the parsonage could not be justified in robbing Lucy of all that", "\"Very conscientious, I have no doubt,\" said Lucy, with something like\na sneer in her tone. \"But the question, I suppose, is, whether Lord\nLufton likes her.\"", "herself on that subject at present. She remembered, however, Lucy's\nflashing eye when the possibility of Lord Lufton making such a\nmarriage was spoken of in the pony-carriage, and could not but feel", "\"Of course it is out of the question, Fanny,\" said Lucy, now speaking\nrather seriously. \"In the first place, I would not take Lord Lufton's", "Lucy, nor could she blame Lady Lufton. Lord Lufton she did blame, but\nshe did so in the hearing of no one but her husband.", "Lord Lufton had determined not to explain to his mother the whole\nstate of the case. He would not tell her that everything depended\non her word--that Lucy was ready to marry him only on condition", "On the first blush of the thing Lady Lufton did not quite go along\nwith him. Now that Lord Lufton was to marry the parson's sister it", "\"And was it Lady Lufton?\"\n\n\"Yes; it was Lady Lufton.\"\n\n\"Why, Lucy; I did not know that you and her ladyship were such\nfriends.\"", "Lord Lufton in love with Lucy! As these words repeated themselves\nover and over again within Mark Robarts's mind, his mind added\nto them notes of surprise without end. How had it possibly come", "loved her. But it was by no means clear to Lady Lufton that she did\nas yet know her young friend. The match was a plan of her own, and", "\"No, I do not mean that. Lord Lufton and Miss Grantly did not fall in\nlove with each other, though you meant them to do so. But was it not\nquite as natural that Lord Lufton and Lucy should do so instead?\"", "to their consciences to stand between Lucy and her lover. Mark had\nstill somewhat demurred to this, suggesting how terrible would be\ntheir plight if they should now encourage Lord Lufton, and if he,", "\"Lady Lufton says so, at any rate,\" continued Mrs. Grantly, ever so\ncautiously. \"She thinks that Lord Lufton likes no partner better.\nWhat do you think yourself, Griselda?\"", "Lucy also conceived that it was improbable that Lord Lufton should\ncome to the parsonage under the present circumstances; and she\ndeclared to herself that it would not be possible that she should", "\"Ludovic,\" said Lady Lufton--not quite approving of her son's\nremaining so long at the back of Lucy's chair--\"won't you give us" ], [ "loved her. But it was by no means clear to Lady Lufton that she did\nas yet know her young friend. The match was a plan of her own, and", "As to the lady herself, nothing, Lady Lufton thought, could be much\nbetter than such a match for her son. Lady Lufton, I have said, was a", "\"Lady Lufton says so, at any rate,\" continued Mrs. Grantly, ever so\ncautiously. \"She thinks that Lord Lufton likes no partner better.\nWhat do you think yourself, Griselda?\"", "Lufton, and ultimately with success. \"I really think the dear girl is\nvery happy with me,\" said Lady Lufton; \"and if ever she is to belong", "On the first blush of the thing Lady Lufton did not quite go along\nwith him. Now that Lord Lufton was to marry the parson's sister it", "Lord Lufton; but her doubts on this subject, if she held any, were\nnot communicated to her ladyship. It had never entered into her mind\nthat a match was possible between Lord Lufton and Lucy Robarts, nor", "Lady Lufton had hitherto been fortunate in her matrimonial\nspeculations. She had selected Sir George for her daughter, and Sir", "Lufton the arbiter of her destiny she had regarded the question of\nher love as decided against herself. She had found herself unable to\nendure the position of being Lady Lufton's daughter-in-law while Lady", "Lufton, and for years had taught herself to regard her as an epitome\nof all that was good and gracious in woman. Lady Lufton's theories of", "\"It is hardly any secret that she is very anxious to make a match\nbetween Lord Lufton and Griselda. And though that might be a very\nproper arrangement if it were fixed--\"", "\"And was it Lady Lufton?\"\n\n\"Yes; it was Lady Lufton.\"\n\n\"Why, Lucy; I did not know that you and her ladyship were such\nfriends.\"", "Lord Lufton had determined not to explain to his mother the whole\nstate of the case. He would not tell her that everything depended\non her word--that Lucy was ready to marry him only on condition", "\"A very determined young lady,\" continued Lady Lufton. \"Of course, my\ndear Fanny, you know all this about Ludovic and your sister-in-law?\"\n\n\"Yes, she has told me about it.\"", "\"It's no good thinking of that now, my dear. What I particularly\nwanted to say to you was this: I think you should know what are the\nideas which Lady Lufton entertains.\"", "Lady Lufton had but two children. The eldest, a daughter, had been\nmarried some four or five years to Sir George Meredith, and this", "worship Lady Lufton as you do; but I think quite well enough of her\nto wonder that she should choose such a girl as that for her son's", "Lufton. She had said that if Lord Lufton persevered in his suit, they\nat the parsonage could not be justified in robbing Lucy of all that", "\"I can only say this,\" said Lady Lufton, \"that if he does do so--and\nI believe he does--it would give me very great pleasure. For you\nknow, my dear, that I am very fond of you myself.\"", "\"I am sure she is: she must be a very pleasant companion to you, and\nso useful about the children; but--\" And then Lady Lufton paused for", "than Lady Lufton--more able to see her way and to follow it out.\nThe Lufton-Grantly alliance was in her mind the best, seeing that\nshe did not regard money as everything. But failing that, the" ], [ "Lucy's love, and had described the reasons which had induced her to\nreject her suitor; and had done so in words which, had Lord Lufton\nheard them, would have made him twice as passionate in his love.", "Lord Lufton; but her doubts on this subject, if she held any, were\nnot communicated to her ladyship. It had never entered into her mind\nthat a match was possible between Lord Lufton and Lucy Robarts, nor", "herself on that subject at present. She remembered, however, Lucy's\nflashing eye when the possibility of Lord Lufton making such a\nmarriage was spoken of in the pony-carriage, and could not but feel", "\"But that has not been the reason. There is a great deal more in Lord\nLufton than that; and since I must speak, dear Lucy, I cannot but say\nthat I should not wonder at your being in love with him, only--only\nthat--\"", "\"Of course it is out of the question, Fanny,\" said Lucy, now speaking\nrather seriously. \"In the first place, I would not take Lord Lufton's", "this before, and you may guess whether or no he was surprised. Lord\nLufton repeated his offer in the most formal manner and claimed\npermission to see Lucy. She refused to see him. She has never seen", "This connected, as she could not but connect it, with the air of\nchagrin with which Lord Lufton received Lucy's decision, made it\nmanifest to Mrs. Robarts that Lord Lufton was annoyed because Lucy", "Lufton. She had said that if Lord Lufton persevered in his suit, they\nat the parsonage could not be justified in robbing Lucy of all that", "Lord Lufton had determined not to explain to his mother the whole\nstate of the case. He would not tell her that everything depended\non her word--that Lucy was ready to marry him only on condition", "\"Lord Lufton,\" she said, \"I cannot love you,\" and as she spoke she\ndid put her hand, as he had desired, upon her heart.", "Lucy also conceived that it was improbable that Lord Lufton should\ncome to the parsonage under the present circumstances; and she\ndeclared to herself that it would not be possible that she should", "Lucy had been a hypocrite, for she had confessed to herself, while\ndressing, that Lord Lufton had been very pleasant; but then it is", "\"But I do not know what Lord Lufton wants,\" said Lucy, with her eyes\nfixed upon the ground, and now trembling more than ever. \"He did come\nto me, and I did give him an answer.\"", "Lufton the arbiter of her destiny she had regarded the question of\nher love as decided against herself. She had found herself unable to\nendure the position of being Lady Lufton's daughter-in-law while Lady", "Lord Lufton in love with Lucy! As these words repeated themselves\nover and over again within Mark Robarts's mind, his mind added\nto them notes of surprise without end. How had it possibly come", "\"But he--he persisted, and begged her to accept his hand. She refused\nhim then, Lady Lufton--not as some girls do, with a mock reserve, not", "\"Flirting, Fanny!\" said Lucy, standing still in the path, and looking\nup into her companion's face with all her eyes. \"Do you mean to say\nthat I have been flirting with Lord Lufton?\"", "Lucy had begun by declaring--so Mrs. Robarts thought--that nothing\nhad passed between her and Lord Lufton but words of most trivial\nimport, and yet she now accused herself of falsehood, and declared", "\"You don't think anything! But, my darling, you must think. You must\nmake up your mind what would be your answer if Lord Lufton were to\npropose to you. That is what Lady Lufton wishes him to do.\"", "fire which had won for her, so unfortunately, Lord Lufton's love. It\nwas quite possible for her also to love Lucy Robarts; Lady Lufton\nadmitted that to herself;--but then who could bow the knee before" ], [ "as Mr. Sowerby, and are apt to think that they enjoy all that the\nworld can give, and that they enjoy that all without payment either\nin care or labour; but I doubt that, with even the most callous", "\"Mr. Sowerby, you mean. Why don't you call him by his name?\"\n\n\"Mr. Sowerby assures me that Mr. Smith will ask for it; and thinks it\nmost probable that his request will be successful.\"", "Mr. Sowerby was one of those men who are known to be very poor--as\npoor as debt can make a man--but who, nevertheless, enjoy all the", "which he was sure Mr. Robarts would fill with dignity, piety, and\nbrotherly love.\" And then, when he had finished, Mr. Sowerby gave a", "Mr. Sowerby came down very quietly to Chaldicotes, and there he\nremained for a couple of days, quite alone. The place bore a very", "Sowerby did not care for him so much this morning as he had done on\nthe previous evening. \"By-bye,\" said Mr. Sowerby, but he spoke no", "Mr. Sowerby was named \"the lady's pet,\" and descriptions were given\nof the lady who kept this pet, which were by no means flattering to", "And then Mr. Sowerby was one whose intimacy few young men would\nwish to reject. He was fifty, and had lived, perhaps, not the most", "In these days, Mr. Sowerby came down to his own house--for ostensibly\nit was still his own house--but he came very quietly, and his arrival", "Mr. Sowerby, in spite of his recklessness and that dare-devil gaiety\nwhich he knew so well how to wear and use, felt all this as keenly", "of his anticipated marriage. Now Mr. Sowerby was a man of mark in the\nworld, and all this flattered our young clergyman not a little.", "Mr. Sowerby was by no means without feeling, and the words which he\nnow heard cut him very deeply--the more so because it was impossible", "And then Mr. Sowerby was known to be a very poor man, with a very\nlarge estate. He had wasted, men said, much on electioneering, and", "Mr. Sowerby, in spite of the publicity of his proceedings, proceeded\nin the matter very well. He said little about it to those who joked", "This was certainly very good-natured on the part of Mr. Sowerby, and\nshowed that he had a feeling within his bosom that he owed something", "\"Mr. Sowerby,\" said he, with an attempt at calmness which betrayed\nitself at every syllable, \"it seems to me that you have robbed", "Some part of it, however, is the private property of Mr. Sowerby,\nwho hitherto, through all his pecuniary distresses, has managed to", "CHAPTER XXXVII.\n\nMR. SOWERBY WITHOUT COMPANY.", "Mr. Sowerby himself has dared to say much about the duke. I defy Mr.\nSowerby to mention the duke's name upon the hustings.\"", "In these hot midsummer days, the end of June and the beginning of\nJuly, Mr. Sowerby had but an uneasy time of it. At his sister's" ], [ "\"How am I to go into the church, and take my place before them all,\nwhen every one will know that bailiffs are in the house?\" And then,\ndropping his head on to the table, he sobbed aloud.", "It was some hours before Mr. Robarts left his room. As soon as he\nfound that Crawley was really gone, and that he should see him no", "Robarts not only to inform her ladyship, but to talk her over, and\nto appease her wrath. This commission he had not yet attempted to\nexecute, and it was probable that this visit to Chaldicotes would not", "and Mr. Robarts. That gentleman thought it right to say a few words\nmore to her ladyship respecting those money transactions. He could\nnot but feel, he said, that he had received that prebendal stall from", "It has been said that Mark Robarts was about to pay a visit to\nChaldicotes, and it has been hinted that his wife would have been as", "\"Bills of mine!\" said Robarts to himself, as he walked up and down\nthe shrubbery path at the parsonage, reading this letter. This\nhappened a day or two after his visit to the lawyer at Barchester.", "with her three children, because Mr. Robarts would not make good\nhis own undertakings. But the majority of them were filled with\nthreats;--only two days longer would be allowed and then the", "In the meantime, Mr. Fothergill had got hold of Mark Robarts. Mr.\nFothergill was a gentleman, and a magistrate of the county, but", "\"Well, they have been intimate; and Robarts, when he was asked to\npreach at Chaldicotes, could not well refuse.\"", "Robarts proposed at once to abandon all superfluities. They would\nsell all their horses; they would not sell their cows, but would sell\nthe butter that came from them; they would sell the pony-carriage,", "\"I fear, Mr. Robarts, that he is somewhat in the condition of the\nTozers. He will not feel it as you will do.\"\n\n\"I must bear it, Mr. Forrest, as best I may.\"", "But Mrs. Robarts would not consent to this. Such a course seemed to\nher to be cowardly. She knew that her husband was doing wrong; she", "\"No; I have heard nothing. What is it?\"\n\n\"The bailiffs have taken possession of everything at the parsonage.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XLIV.", "\"No, my boy; I have not come to that. Look here: just you write,\n'Accepted, Mark Robarts,' across that, and then you shall never hear\nof the transaction again;--and you will have obliged me for ever.\"", "early on the following morning--only for a few hours, that he might\nmake further arrangements respecting that bill which Robarts had\naccepted for him. That bill--the second one--had now become due, and", "\"You mean that I am to be dispossessed.\"\n\n\"Well, yes; if you choose to call it so. My instructions are to\nforeclose at once.\"", "\"And we shall not see you all the time,\" said Mrs. Robarts with\ndismay. But the prebendary explained that he would be backwards and", "\"Then let me have the pair,\" said Mark, almost frantic with delay.\n\n\"Nonsense, Robarts; we are ready now. He won't want them, James.\nCome, Supplehouse, have you done?\"", "\"I bring no accusation against you, Robarts; but I know you have\ndealings with this man. You have told me so yourself.\"", "against Mark Robarts. He would not, he said, pay a shilling, except\nthrough his lawyer; and he would instruct his lawyer, that before he\npaid anything, the whole matter should be exposed openly in court. He" ], [ "\"Mark,\" said Mrs. Robarts, hurrying into her husband's book-room\nabout the middle of the day, \"Lord Lufton is at home. Have you heard\nit?\"\n\n\"What! here at Framley?\"", "Lady Lufton. \"Why make her unhappy?\" as he said to Mark. But Lady\nLufton knew it, though she said not a word to him--knew it, and was", "Lord Lufton; but her doubts on this subject, if she held any, were\nnot communicated to her ladyship. It had never entered into her mind\nthat a match was possible between Lord Lufton and Lucy Robarts, nor", "Lord Lufton himself was a fine, bright-looking young man; not so tall\nas Mark Robarts, and with perhaps less intelligence marked on his", "interference, or on that of his wife or chaplain. Considering these\nthings Mark Robarts tried to make himself believe that Lady Lufton\nwould be delighted at his good fortune. But yet he did not believe", "At that time, just as Lady Lufton was about to leave Framley for\nLondon, Mark Robarts received a pressing letter, inviting him also to", "Lord Lufton in love with Lucy! As these words repeated themselves\nover and over again within Mark Robarts's mind, his mind added\nto them notes of surprise without end. How had it possibly come", "\"Dear Lady Lufton,\" said Mrs. Robarts, springing from her seat. It\nseemed to her at the moment as though the whole difficulty were to be\nsolved by an act of grace on the part of her old friend.", "\"And was it Lady Lufton?\"\n\n\"Yes; it was Lady Lufton.\"\n\n\"Why, Lucy; I did not know that you and her ladyship were such\nfriends.\"", "\"I beg that he will do no such thing,\" said Lady Lufton, and that was\nthe only severe word she said about any of Mark's visitings.", "Robarts did love Lady Lufton heartily; but it must be acknowledged of\nher ladyship, that, with all her good qualities, she was inclined to\nbe masterful. She liked to rule, and she made people feel that she", "relatives in this matter. \"And pray,\" continued Lady Lufton, \"give\nmy best love to Mrs. Robarts, and tell her that I shall hope to see", "Lord Lufton, though he had never before spoken to Miss Robarts, had\nalready found out that she was by no means plain. Though he had", "Lady Lufton had but two children. The eldest, a daughter, had been\nmarried some four or five years to Sir George Meredith, and this", "Robarts was gradually rising in the firmament. After all, love was\nthe food chiefly necessary for the nourishment of Lady Lufton,--the\nonly food absolutely necessary. She was not aware of this herself,", "This connected, as she could not but connect it, with the air of\nchagrin with which Lord Lufton received Lucy's decision, made it\nmanifest to Mrs. Robarts that Lord Lufton was annoyed because Lucy", "regarding her as the possible future Lady Lufton. She could hardly\nhave stated all her reasons, but they were very cogent. Lucy Robarts", "Lady Lufton had not sent for Dr. Robarts all the way from Exeter for\nnothing. The living of Framley was in the gift of the Lufton family,", "Lufton, and for years had taught herself to regard her as an epitome\nof all that was good and gracious in woman. Lady Lufton's theories of", "Mr. Robarts and Fanny were both standing up by the fireplace, and\neach waited a second for the other to speak when Lucy entered the\nroom; and then Fanny began,--\n\n\"Lord Lufton is here, Lucy.\"" ], [ "During the last two days Mr. Sowerby's intimacy with Mark had grown\nwarmer and warmer. He had talked to the vicar confidentially about", "\"Mr. Sowerby, you mean. Why don't you call him by his name?\"\n\n\"Mr. Sowerby assures me that Mr. Smith will ask for it; and thinks it\nmost probable that his request will be successful.\"", "starved.\" But Mark during the whole drive had been thinking too much\nof that transaction in Mr. Sowerby's bedroom to remember that the air", "indeed said that she would join him; and seemed to be so far earnest\nin the matter that Mr. Sowerby hurried through his second egg in\norder to prevent such a catastrophe. And then Mark absolutely did", "Mr. Sowerby at one time said a word as to the expediency of borrowing\nthat sum of money from John Robarts; but as to this Mark would say", "weakness. The want of the money was urgent on him in the extreme. He\nhad reasons for supposing that Mark would find it very difficult to\nrenew the bills, but he, Sowerby, could stop their presentation if he", "pleasant fellow, and gave a man something in return for his money. It\nwas still a question with Mark whether Lord Lufton had not been too\nhard on Sowerby. Had that gentleman fallen across his clerical friend", "\"Yes. Did you ever know anything so unlucky? But he had promised Mr.\nSowerby before he heard that you were coming. Pray do not think that\nhe would have gone away had he known it.\"", "Mark, as he thought of all this, could not but feel a certain\nanimosity against Mr. Sowerby--could not but suspect that he was a", "And Mark still felt that he feared Mr. Sowerby, but he could not make\nup his mind to break away from him.", "which he was sure Mr. Robarts would fill with dignity, piety, and\nbrotherly love.\" And then, when he had finished, Mr. Sowerby gave a", "And Mark knew, too, something of the purpose for which this money had\ngone. There had been unsettled gambling claims between Sowerby and", "of his anticipated marriage. Now Mr. Sowerby was a man of mark in the\nworld, and all this flattered our young clergyman not a little.", "fated that he must pay a portion of Mr. Sowerby's debts, he might as\nwell repay himself to any extent within his power. It would be as", "the hands of Mr. Sowerby; and under such circumstances, considering\nall that had happened, he could not be easy in his mind as long\nas he held it. What he was about to do would, he was aware, delay", "When the three months had nearly run out, it so happened that Robarts\nmet his friend Sowerby. Mark had once or twice ridden with Lord", "Mr. Sowerby was one of those men who are known to be very poor--as\npoor as debt can make a man--but who, nevertheless, enjoy all the", "This was certainly very good-natured on the part of Mr. Sowerby, and\nshowed that he had a feeling within his bosom that he owed something", "Mark sat silent, gazing at the fire and wishing that he was in his\nown bedroom. He had an idea that Mr. Sowerby wished him to produce", "effect was the following letter from Mr. Sowerby to his friend Mark\nRobarts:--" ] ]

[ "What does Whig Mr. Sowerby ask Mark to do?", "How is Mark publically humiliated?", "How deos Mark get out of the attention from the bailiffs?", "Why is Lady Lufton against the relationship between Lucy and her son?", "How does Lucy win Lady Lufton's approval to marry her son?", "Which woman triumphs through the matrimonial controversy?", "Which main characters get married at the end of the story?", "Which other prominent daughters marry at the end of the story?", "What happens at the ending?", "What is the hero of this story's name?", "There is a romance going on between Mark's sister Lucy and who else?", "Why does Lucy decline the proposal?", "Which person does Martha Dunstable marry?", "What vanquishes Lord Lufton's doting mother?", "Which person Griselda become engaged to?", "Is Lady Lufton for Lord Lufton's marriage with Lucy?", "Why does Lady Lufton not want Lord Lufton to marry Lucy?", "Between which persons is there a rivalry between at the end of the story?", "Where does Mark Robarts live?", "Who loans Mark Robarts money?", "Who does Lord Lufton propose to?", "Who does not approve of the romantic relationship between Lord Lufton and Lucy?", "Who does Lady Lufton want Lord Lufton to marry?", "Why does Lucy initially reject Lord Lufton's proposal?", "What is Mr. Sowerby's occupation?", "When Robart is unable to pay off the loan, baliffs come to house and do what?", "Who is Lady Lufton in relation to Mark Robart?", "Why does Mark agree to Mr. Sowerby's loan?" ]

[ [ "He asks Mark to guarantee a substantial loan when he doesn't have the means to meet it. ", "Guarantee a loan." ], [ "Bailiffs arrive at his home and take inventory of his furninishing. ", "Bailiffs arrive and begin to take inventory of the Robarts' furniture" ], [ "He is forced to take a loan from Lord Lufton. ", "he takes a loan from Lord Lufton" ], [ "She would rather her son marry the daughter of an Archdeacon.", "She would rather her son chose a different woman." ], [ "Lucy's conduct and charity, in particular toward a priest, cause Lady Lufton to accept Lucy. ", "Her behavior and her charity." ], [ "Mrs. Grantly gets her way. ", "Mrs Grantly" ], [ "Lucy and Ludovic marry. ", "Lucy and Ludovic" ], [ "Bishop Proudie's daughter and Archdeacon Grantly's daughters get married. ", "Griselda,the daughter of Bishop Prodie, and the archdeacon Grantly" ], [ "Lucy and Ludovic get married and three other marriages take place.", "Three couples get married." ], [ "A young vicar is the hero", "Mark Robarts" ], [ "Lord Lufton has a romance with Lucy", "Lord Lufton" ], [ "Lucy recognized the great gulf between social positions.", "She can tell there is a great expanse between their social positions" ], [ "Doctor Thorne marries Martha", "Doctor Thorne" ], [ "Lord Lufton's determination", "His determination." ], [ "Lord Dumbello proposes to Griselda", "Lord Dumbello" ], [ "Lady Lufton is against the marriage ", "No, Lady Lufton is against the marriage" ], [ "Lady Lufton thinks that Lucy is not significant enough for the high position.", "She feels Lucy is too insignificant to marry him." ], [ "Mrs Proudie and Mrs Grantly", "Mrs Proudie and Mrs Grantly." ], [ "Framley in Barsetshire.", "Framley." ], [ "Mr. Sowerby.", "Lord Lufton." ], [ "Lucy.", "Lucy" ], [ "Lady Lufton.", "Lady Lufton" ], [ "Griselda Grantly.", "Griselda Grantly" ], [ "Lucy understands the large gap in societal status between herself and Lord Lufton.", "There is a great gap in their social positions" ], [ "Whig member of Parliament.", "He is a member of Paarliament" ], [ "Take inventory of his furniture.", "inventory his furniture" ], [ "Lady Lufton is the mother of Mark Robart's childhood friend.", "Mother of his childhood friend" ], [ "Mark is trying to climb the social and economic ladder.", "to seek connections in high society and further his career" ] ]

[ [ "January found Ann Veronica a student in the biological laboratory of the\nCentral Imperial College that towers up from among the back streets in", "Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had\nnever yet been outside England. So that it seemed to her the whole world", "One Wednesday afternoon in late September, Ann Veronica Stanley came\ndown from London in a state of solemn excitement and quite resolved to", "Ann Veronica's ideas of marriage were limited and unsystematic. Her\nteachers and mistresses had done their best to stamp her mind with an", "\"To lodgings--alone.\"\n\n\"I say, you know, you have some pluck. You did it on your own?\"\n\nAnn Veronica smiled. \"Quite on my own,\" she said.", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "appearances. He had quite enough to see to and worry about in the City\nwithout their doing things. He had no use for Ann Veronica; he had", "HAD cried, Ann Veronica knew. There had been fusses and scenes dimly\napprehended through half-open doors. She had heard Alice talking and", "\"My dear,\" she said, when she could get her breath, \"you must come home\nat once.\"\n\nAnn Veronica closed the door quite softly and stood still.", "For a time Ann Veronica went on her way gauging the quality of sordid\nstreets. At last, a little way to the northward of Euston Road, the", "It was rare that Ann Veronica used hansoms, and to be in one was itself\neventful and exhilarating. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing", "Miss Miniver's manner became impressive. She addressed Ann Veronica\nwith an air of conveying great open secrets to her. \"As things are at", "\"It is a very pleasant place,\" said Ann Veronica, biting a rhododendron\nstalk through, and with that faint shadow of a smile returning to her\nlips....\n\n\"And then?\" said Ann Veronica.", "was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. It dealt with\nfine aspects of Mr. Manning's feelings, and as Ann Veronica's mind\nwas still largely engaged with fundamentals and found no pleasure in", "He left off abruptly. \"Do you understand what I am talking about? It's\nno good if you don't.\"\n\n\"I think so,\" said Ann Veronica, and colored. \"In fact, yes, I do.\"", "Ann Veronica, of all the family, had escaped. She carried herself well,\nwhereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic\ndignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to", "The next morning opened calmly, and Ann Veronica sat in her own room,\nher very own room, and consumed an egg and marmalade, and read the", "The women, Ann Veronica thought, were not quite so interesting as the\nmen. There were two school-mistresses, one of whom--Miss Klegg--might", "It was one of the most educational disillusionments in Ann Veronica's\ncareer.\n\nBut did many women get anything better?", "\"And what are you doing here, young lady,\" he said, looking up at her\nface, \"wandering alone so far from home?\"\n\n\"I like long walks,\" said Ann Veronica, looking down on him." ], [ "She found it impossible to look her own diffidence in the face. So she\nwent to Ramage and came to the point almost at once.\n\n\"Can you spare me forty pounds?\" she said.", "for Ramage. That had taken her by surprise, and her tired wits had\nfailed her. She was to have fifteen pounds, and no more. She knew that", "\"Bother!\" said Ann Veronica to herself, and tried not to look guilty. \"I\nwas able to borrow the money.\"\n\n\"Borrow the money! But who lent you the money?\"", "\"Molly and you settled about the rooms. She said you HAD some money.\"\n\n\"I borrowed it,\" said Ann Veronica in a casual tone, with white despair\nin her heart.", "of sight the facts, firstly, that she had achieved this haven of\nsatisfactory activity by incurring a debt to Ramage of forty pounds,\nand, secondly, that her present position was necessarily temporary and", "world. It amounted to two-and-twenty pounds. She addressed an envelope\nto Ramage, and scrawled on a half-sheet of paper, \"The rest shall", "\"Who was annoyed?\"\n\n\"Mr. Ramage--about the forty pounds.\" She took a step. \"My dear,\" she\nadded, by way of afterthought, \"you DO obliterate things!\"", "a bit longer. I borrowed forty pounds from Mr. Ramage. Thank goodness\nyou'll understand. That's why I chucked Manning.... All right, I'm", "Then it came to her with a shock, as an extraordinary oversight, that\nshe could never tell Manning about Ramage--never.\n\nShe dismissed the idea of doing so. But that still left the forty\npounds!...", "\"And somehow or other,\" she added, after a long interval, \"I must pay\nMr. Ramage back his forty pounds.\"\n\n\n\nCHAPTER THE TWELFTH", "the sake of her argument with her home, she wanted success. And why,\nafter all, should she not borrow money from Ramage?", "She wanted first of all to fling the forty pounds back into Ramage's\nface. But she had spent nearly half of it, and had no conception of how", "\"Six pounds. H'm. Got the tickets? Yes, but then--you said you\nborrowed?\"\n\n\"I did, too,\" said Ann Veronica.\n\n\"Who from?\"", "\"Mr. Ramage,\" said Ann Veronica, \"I want to go--NOW!\"\n\n\n\nPart 5\n\n\nBut she did not get away just then.", "This intercourse, which had been planned to warm Ann Veronica to a\nfamiliar affection with Ramage, was certainly warming Ramage to a", "Ann Veronica was rather pleased by this. She had not seen Ramage for ten\nor eleven days, and she was quite ready for a gossip with him. And now", "Ann Veronica was stung to helpless anger.\n\n\"Mr. Ramage,\" she cried, \"you are outrageous! You understand nothing.\nYou are--horrible. Will you let me go out of this room?\"", "She and Ramage were friends, very good friends. If she was in a position\nto help him she would help him; only it happened to be the other way\nround. He was in a position to help her. What was the objection?", "Ann Veronica could have wept with vexation. Indeed, a note of weeping\nbroke her voice for a moment as she burst out, \"You know as well as I do\nthat money was a loan!\"\n\n\"Loan!\"", "There was one serious flaw in Ann Veronica's arrangements for\nself-rehabilitation, and that was Ramage. He hung over her--he and his" ], [ "strides to something more and more like predominance. She began by being\ninterested in his demonstrations and his biological theory, then she was\nattracted by his character, and then, in a manner, she fell in love with", "January found Ann Veronica a student in the biological laboratory of the\nCentral Imperial College that towers up from among the back streets in", "She found she could do her microscope work all the better for being in\nlove. She winced when first she heard the preparation-room door open and\nCapes came down the laboratory; but when at last he reached her she was", "Mr. Fortescue raised his eyebrows and assumed a light-comedy expression.\n\"I suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica.\"\n\n\"Rum,\" said Ann Veronica. \"Have you got to keep her now?\"", "\"Everything goes well with me,\" he said, folding his arms under him and\nregarding Ann Veronica with the slightly projecting eyes wide open. \"And\nI'm not happy. I believe I'm in love.\"", "He leaned back for his soup.\n\nPresently he resumed: \"I believe I must be in love.\"\n\n\"You can't be that,\" said Ann Veronica, wisely.", "At first the quality of her relationship to Manning seemed moving and\nbeautiful to Ann Veronica. She admired and rather pitied him, and she", "\"In that laboratory one gets to disregard these passions,\" began Capes.\n\"Men are curious animals, with a trick of falling in love readily", "The steps by which Ann Veronica determined to engage herself to marry\nManning were never very clear to her. A medley of motives warred in her,", "\"Ann Veronica,\" he said, \"I tell you this is love. I love the soles of\nyour feet. I love your very breath. I have tried not to tell you--tried", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "Yet Ann Veronica was thinking a very great deal about love. A dozen\nshynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken", "\"I'm ready,\" said Ann Veronica, closing her microscope-box with a click,\nand looking for one brief instant up the laboratory. \"We have no airs\nand graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage.\"", "Ann Veronica felt no repulsion at the prospect. That Mr. Manning loved\nher presented itself to her bloodlessly, stilled from any imaginative", "It was by imperceptible degrees that Capes became important in Ann\nVeronica's thoughts. But then he began to take steps, and, at last,", "Abruptly he gripped her wrist. \"I love you, Ann Veronica. I love\nyou--with all my heart and soul.\"", "Ann Veronica had come to the Imperial College obsessed by the\ngreat figure of Russell, by the part he had played in the Darwinian", "Ann Veronica surveyed his sloping back for a moment, and then drew her\nmicroscope toward her. Then for a time she sat very still. She felt that", "This intercourse, which had been planned to warm Ann Veronica to a\nfamiliar affection with Ramage, was certainly warming Ramage to a", "The realization that she was in love flooded Ann Veronica's mind, and\naltered the quality of all its topics." ], [ "Before Capes could answer her in any way the door at the end of the\nlaboratory opened noisily and Miss Klegg appeared. She went to her own", "\"In that laboratory one gets to disregard these passions,\" began Capes.\n\"Men are curious animals, with a trick of falling in love readily", "Capes smiled faintly. \"Yes.\"\n\n\"How?\"\n\n\"Well--a little clumsily.\"\n\n\"But how?\"", "After Capes had finished the Scotchman's troubles he went back into the\npreparation-room. He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his", "She thought of Capes. She could not help thinking of Capes. Surely\nCapes was different. Capes looked at one and not over one, spoke to one,", "She found she could do her microscope work all the better for being in\nlove. She winced when first she heard the preparation-room door open and\nCapes came down the laboratory; but when at last he reached her she was", "When she got home to her lodgings that evening she reflected with\nsomething like surprise upon her half-day's employment, and decided\nthat it showed nothing more nor less than that Capes was a really very\ninteresting person indeed.", "Part 2\n\n\nCapes thought.", "Capes was an exceptionally fair man of two or three-and-thirty, so\nruddily blond that it was a mercy he had escaped light eyelashes, and", "between Manning and Ann Veronica, Capes came into the laboratory at\nlunch-time and found her alone there standing by the open window, and\nnot even pretending to be doing anything.", "behind her. She heard it open, but as she felt unable to look round in\na careless manner she pretended not to hear it. Then Capes' footsteps\napproached. She turned with an effort.", "discovery. Capes was something superadded. Russell burned like a beacon,\nbut Capes illuminated by darting flashes and threw light, even if it", "\"I wonder which of us enjoys that most,\" said Capes--\"does he, or do\nwe?\"\n\n\"He seems to get a zest--\"", "making now and then a raid into the compact museum of illustration next\ndoor, in which specimens and models and directions stood in disciplined\nranks, under the direction of the demonstrator Capes. There was a couple", "to go on with Capes another day, and, looking up, discovered him sitting\non a stool with his hands in his pockets and his head a little on one", "regardless of survival value and all the manifest discretions of life?\nShe went to Capes with that riddle and put it to him very carefully and\nclearly, and he talked well--he always talked at some length when she", "talking about. Mr. Capes, do you think... do you think I don't know\nthe meaning of love?\"", "Capes let his oar smack on the water.\n\n\"Do you mind very much?\"\n\nHe shook his head.\n\n\"But it makes me feel inhuman,\" he added.", "and neither spoke. Then Capes shifted his eyes to her microscope and\nthe little trays of unmounted sections beside it. \"How is that carmine\nworking?\" he asked, with a forced interest.", "demanded a struggle; he ought to have taken a clean one after his\nfirst failure. Why was she noting things like this? Capes seemed\nself-possessed and elaborately genial and commonplace, but she knew him" ], [ "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something\nenormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or\ninfinite relief....\n\nBut now Ann Veronica knew what was the matter with her.", "\"I'm just off, aunt,\" said Ann Veronica.\n\n\"Your father is in the study and wishes to speak to you.\"", "He then said that if she would not obey him in this course she should\n\"never darken his doors again,\" and was, indeed, frightfully abusive.\nThis threat terrified Ann Veronica so much that she declared with sobs", "He left off abruptly. \"Do you understand what I am talking about? It's\nno good if you don't.\"\n\n\"I think so,\" said Ann Veronica, and colored. \"In fact, yes, I do.\"", "Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her\nface resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. \"It's either now or\nnever,\" she said to herself....", "When Ann Veronica found herself in her father's study that evening it\nseemed to her for a moment as though all the events of the past six", "The topic of his invalid wife bored him, and he turned at once to Ann\nVeronica. \"And where are YOU going?\" he said. \"Are you going on again", "Ann Veronica realized that she was alone with the world. And this time\nthe departure had a tremendous effect of finality. She had to resist an\nimpulse of sheer terror, to run out after them and give in.", "\"Come home!\"\n\nAnn Veronica shrugged her shoulders.\n\n\"Very well,\" said her father.\n\n\"I think this ends the business,\" he said, turning to his sister.", "Nevertheless, Ann Veronica found it a difficult matter not to think of\nthese things. However having a considerable amount of pride, she decided\nshe would disavow these undesirable topics and keep her mind away from", "It took some days for this phase to pass, and it left some scars and\nsomething like a decision. \"Violence won't do it,\" said Ann Veronica.\n\"Begin violence, and the woman goes under....", "was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. It dealt with\nfine aspects of Mr. Manning's feelings, and as Ann Veronica's mind\nwas still largely engaged with fundamentals and found no pleasure in", "\"No!\" And, in spite of her resolve to be a Person, Ann Veronica began\nto weep with terror at herself. Apparently she was always doomed to weep", "Miss Stanley emerged from the study and stood watching Ann Veronica\ndescend.", "Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had\nnever yet been outside England. So that it seemed to her the whole world", "One Wednesday afternoon in late September, Ann Veronica Stanley came\ndown from London in a state of solemn excitement and quite resolved to", "One main idea possessed her: she must get away from home, she must\nassert herself at once or perish. \"Very well,\" she would say, \"then I", "The curtain came festooning slowly down, the music ceased, the lights\nin the auditorium glowed out, and Ann Veronica woke out of her confused", "\"I don't see at all how you can be managing,\" said Miss Stanley, and Ann\nVeronica hastened to reply, \"I do on very little.\" Her mind went back to\nthat treaty." ], [ "For a time the biological laboratory was full of healing virtue. Her\nsleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour\nor so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles.", "One afternoon, soon after Ann Veronica's great discovery, a telegram\ncame into the laboratory for her. It ran:", "Ann Veronica surveyed his sloping back for a moment, and then drew her\nmicroscope toward her. Then for a time she sat very still. She felt that", "January found Ann Veronica a student in the biological laboratory of the\nCentral Imperial College that towers up from among the back streets in", "When Ann Veronica found herself in her father's study that evening it\nseemed to her for a moment as though all the events of the past six", "Miss Stanley emerged from the study and stood watching Ann Veronica\ndescend.", "She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something\nenormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or\ninfinite relief....\n\nBut now Ann Veronica knew what was the matter with her.", "\"I'm ready,\" said Ann Veronica, closing her microscope-box with a click,\nand looking for one brief instant up the laboratory. \"We have no airs\nand graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage.\"", "Now, while Ann Veronica was taking these soundings in the industrial\nsea, and measuring herself against the world as it is, she was also", "\"I'm just off, aunt,\" said Ann Veronica.\n\n\"Your father is in the study and wishes to speak to you.\"", "was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. It dealt with\nfine aspects of Mr. Manning's feelings, and as Ann Veronica's mind\nwas still largely engaged with fundamentals and found no pleasure in", "The topic of his invalid wife bored him, and he turned at once to Ann\nVeronica. \"And where are YOU going?\" he said. \"Are you going on again", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "It took some days for this phase to pass, and it left some scars and\nsomething like a decision. \"Violence won't do it,\" said Ann Veronica.\n\"Begin violence, and the woman goes under....", "between Manning and Ann Veronica, Capes came into the laboratory at\nlunch-time and found her alone there standing by the open window, and\nnot even pretending to be doing anything.", "Her father had determined on a new line. He put down his hat and\numbrella, rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica\nfirmly.", "work, and even, at intervals, work; and ever and again they drew Ann\nVeronica from her sound persistent industry into the circle of these\nexperiences. They had asked her to come to the first of the two great", "Ann Veronica realized that she was alone with the world. And this time\nthe departure had a tremendous effect of finality. She had to resist an\nimpulse of sheer terror, to run out after them and give in.", "She walked across to this apartment and, opening the door a little\nwider, discovered a press section of the movement at work.\n\n\"I want to inquire,\" said Ann Veronica.", "The young lady in the bureau said she would inquire, and Ann Veronica,\nwhile she affected to read the appeal on a hospital collecting-box upon" ], [ "The steps by which Ann Veronica determined to engage herself to marry\nManning were never very clear to her. A medley of motives warred in her,", "The topic of his invalid wife bored him, and he turned at once to Ann\nVeronica. \"And where are YOU going?\" he said. \"Are you going on again", "\"Hello, Gwen!\" said Ann Veronica, trying to put every one at their ease.\n\"Been and married?... What's the name of the happy man?\"\n\nGwen owned to \"Fortescue.\"", "At first the quality of her relationship to Manning seemed moving and\nbeautiful to Ann Veronica. She admired and rather pitied him, and she", "Mr. Fortescue raised his eyebrows and assumed a light-comedy expression.\n\"I suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica.\"\n\n\"Rum,\" said Ann Veronica. \"Have you got to keep her now?\"", "\"Agreed,\" said Ann Veronica.\n\n\"After all, it's our honeymoon.\"\n\n\"All we shall get,\" said Ann Veronica.", "\"I cannot say who he is,\" said Ann Veronica, \"but he is a married\nman.... No! I do not even know that he cares for me. It is no good going", "else. Let me put the main question to you now that I could not put the\nother afternoon. Will you marry me, Ann Veronica?", "\"I didn't know Mr. Capes was married,\" said Ann Veronica, resuming the\nconversation with an entire disappearance of her former lassitude.", "It was by imperceptible degrees that Capes became important in Ann\nVeronica's thoughts. But then he began to take steps, and, at last,", "These were Ann Veronica's leading cases in the question of marriage.\nThey were the only real marriages she had seen clearly. For the rest,", "\"Marriage and mothering,\" said Ann Veronica, with her mind crystallizing\nout again as the lark dropped to the nest in the turf. \"And all the rest\nof it perhaps is a song.\"", "\"What do you want?\" he asked, bluntly.\n\n\"You!\" said Ann Veronica.", "\"Everything goes well with me,\" he said, folding his arms under him and\nregarding Ann Veronica with the slightly projecting eyes wide open. \"And\nI'm not happy. I believe I'm in love.\"", "crying at the same time, a painful noise. Perhaps marriage hurt. But now\nit was all over, and Alice was getting on well. It reminded Ann Veronica\nof having a tooth stopped.", "One Wednesday afternoon in late September, Ann Veronica Stanley came\ndown from London in a state of solemn excitement and quite resolved to", "Ann Veronica, of all the family, had escaped. She carried herself well,\nwhereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic\ndignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to", "\"He can't be more than thirty. He must have married when he was quite a\nyoung man.\"\n\n\"Married?\" said Ann Veronica.", "Miss Miniver's manner became impressive. She addressed Ann Veronica\nwith an air of conveying great open secrets to her. \"As things are at", "\"I don't see at all how you can be managing,\" said Miss Stanley, and Ann\nVeronica hastened to reply, \"I do on very little.\" Her mind went back to\nthat treaty." ], [ "At first the quality of her relationship to Manning seemed moving and\nbeautiful to Ann Veronica. She admired and rather pitied him, and she", "\"Everything goes well with me,\" he said, folding his arms under him and\nregarding Ann Veronica with the slightly projecting eyes wide open. \"And\nI'm not happy. I believe I'm in love.\"", "Mr. Fortescue raised his eyebrows and assumed a light-comedy expression.\n\"I suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica.\"\n\n\"Rum,\" said Ann Veronica. \"Have you got to keep her now?\"", "\"Ann Veronica,\" he said, \"I tell you this is love. I love the soles of\nyour feet. I love your very breath. I have tried not to tell you--tried", "\"You said you were in love with me,\" said Ann Veronica; \"I wanted to\nexplain--\"", "Abruptly he gripped her wrist. \"I love you, Ann Veronica. I love\nyou--with all my heart and soul.\"", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "He glanced at Ann Veronica's face, and it seemed to him that she really\nwas exceptionally radiant. He wondered why she thought love made people", "The topic of his invalid wife bored him, and he turned at once to Ann\nVeronica. \"And where are YOU going?\" he said. \"Are you going on again", "He began a confused explanation, a perplexing contradictory apology for\nhis urgency and wrath. He loved Ann Veronica, he said; he was so mad", "\"I don't love him,\" said Ann Veronica, getting a gleam. \"I don't see\nthat his being a good sort matters. That really settles about that....\nBut it means no end of a row.\"", "Yet Ann Veronica was thinking a very great deal about love. A dozen\nshynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken", "\"Yes, but men;\" said Ann Veronica, plunging; \"don't you want the love of\nmen?\"\n\nFor some seconds they remained silent, both shocked by this question.", "The steps by which Ann Veronica determined to engage herself to marry\nManning were never very clear to her. A medley of motives warred in her,", "He leaned back for his soup.\n\nPresently he resumed: \"I believe I must be in love.\"\n\n\"You can't be that,\" said Ann Veronica, wisely.", "\"What do you want?\" he asked, bluntly.\n\n\"You!\" said Ann Veronica.", "The realization that she was in love flooded Ann Veronica's mind, and\naltered the quality of all its topics.", "This intercourse, which had been planned to warm Ann Veronica to a\nfamiliar affection with Ramage, was certainly warming Ramage to a", "\"One has theories,\" said Ann Veronica, radiantly.\n\n\"Oh, theories! Being in love is a fact.\"\n\n\"It ought to make one happy.\"", "\"My God! Ann Veronica,\" he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her;\n\"my God! Tell me--tell me now--tell me you love me!\"" ], [ "\"Agreed,\" said Ann Veronica.\n\n\"After all, it's our honeymoon.\"\n\n\"All we shall get,\" said Ann Veronica.", "The topic of his invalid wife bored him, and he turned at once to Ann\nVeronica. \"And where are YOU going?\" he said. \"Are you going on again", "Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had\nnever yet been outside England. So that it seemed to her the whole world", "\"This place is very beautiful.\"\n\n\"Any place would be beautiful,\" said Ann Veronica, in a low voice.\n\nFor a time they walked in silence.", "It was rare that Ann Veronica used hansoms, and to be in one was itself\neventful and exhilarating. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing", "\"It is a very pleasant place,\" said Ann Veronica, biting a rhododendron\nstalk through, and with that faint shadow of a smile returning to her\nlips....\n\n\"And then?\" said Ann Veronica.", "One Wednesday afternoon in late September, Ann Veronica Stanley came\ndown from London in a state of solemn excitement and quite resolved to", "The next morning opened calmly, and Ann Veronica sat in her own room,\nher very own room, and consumed an egg and marmalade, and read the", "\"Yes,\" said Ann Veronica, trying to think where they were, trying to\nget things plain again that had seemed plain enough in the quiet of the\nnight.", "They both stood listening. It was not the arrival of the guests, but\nmerely the maid moving about in the hall.\n\n\"Wonderful man!\" said Ann Veronica, reassured, and stroking his cheek\nwith her finger.", "\"What are you doing?\" he asked.\n\n\"Nothing,\" said Ann Veronica, and stared over her shoulder out of the\nwindow.\n\n\"So am I.... Lassitude?\"", "and dignified arrangement of brown silk, and then embraced Ann Veronica\nwith warmth. \"So very clear and cold,\" she said. \"I feared we might", "\"Great dears!\" said Capes, as the vehicle passed out of sight.\n\n\"Yes, aren't they?\" said Ann Veronica, after a thoughtful pause. And\nthen, \"They seem changed.\"", "\"And what are you doing here, young lady,\" he said, looking up at her\nface, \"wandering alone so far from home?\"\n\n\"I like long walks,\" said Ann Veronica, looking down on him.", "This intercourse, which had been planned to warm Ann Veronica to a\nfamiliar affection with Ramage, was certainly warming Ramage to a", "So presently they got into a hansom together, and Ann Veronica sat back\nfeeling very luxurious and pleasant, and looked at the light and stir", "\"Do come and see the Michaelmas daisies at the end of the garden,\" said\nMr. Manning, \"they're a dream.\" And Ann Veronica found herself being", "Next day Ann Veronica and Capes felt like newborn things. It seemed\nto them they could never have been really alive before, but only", "At first the quality of her relationship to Manning seemed moving and\nbeautiful to Ann Veronica. She admired and rather pitied him, and she", "\"Hul-LO!\" said Hetty, turning her head on the pillow; and Teddy remarked\nwith profound emotion, \"My God!\"\n\n\"Yes,\" said Ann Veronica, \"and that complicates the situation.\"" ], [ "\"Now look here, Ann Veronica,\" said Mr. Stanley, \"just a moment. You are\nNOT going to that ball!\"\n\nAnn Veronica tried a less genial, more dignified note.", "\"I want to speak to you about a little thing, Vee,\" said Mr. Stanley.\n\nAnn Veronica's tense nerves started, and she stood still with her eyes\nupon him, wondering what it might be that impended.", "\"She must,\" said Mr. Stanley, and went into his study. His sister\nfollowed. \"She can't go now. She'll have to wait for dinner,\" he said,\nuncomfortably.", "\"I don't see at all how you can be managing,\" said Miss Stanley, and Ann\nVeronica hastened to reply, \"I do on very little.\" Her mind went back to\nthat treaty.", "\"Ye--e--es.\" Mr. Stanley considered. \"Well, I don't want you to talk to\nhim,\" he said, very firmly.", "\"You see, Vee,\" said Mrs. Stanley, \"Mr. Fortescue is an actor, and your\nfather does not approve of the profession.\"", "\"I'm glad to hear you say it,\" said Mr. Stanley, and was so evidently\npleased that Ann Veronica's heart smote her.", "\"I do wish this wasn't going on,\" said Miss Stanley, after a pause. \"I\ndo wish you and your father could come to some agreement.\"\n\nAnn Veronica responded with conviction: \"I wish so, too.\"", "Mr. Manning relinquished his cup, and looked meaningly at Ann Veronica.\n\"There,\" he said, \"you don't treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. My\ngarden-close would be a better thing than that.\"", "Miss Stanley turned to her. \"Vee,\" she said, \"come home. Before it is\ntoo late.\"\n\n\"Come, Molly,\" said Mr. Stanley, at the door.", "\"No.\" Mr. Stanley coughed and faced toward the house. \"He is not--I\ndon't like him. I think it inadvisable--I don't want an intimacy to\nspring up between you and a man of that type.\"", "annual Fadden Dances, the October one, and Ann Veronica had accepted\nwith enthusiasm. And now her father said she must not go.", "And from that point they went on to a thoroughly embittering wrangle.\nMr. Stanley used his authority, and commanded Ann Veronica to come home,", "Part 4\n\n\nAt eight that evening Miss Stanley tapped at Ann Veronica's bedroom\ndoor.", "The face that looked down upon Ann Veronica was full of amiable\nintention. \"Splendid you are looking to-day, Miss Stanley,\" he said.\n\"How well and jolly you must be feeling.\"", "Miss Stanley emerged from the study and stood watching Ann Veronica\ndescend.", "\"It's not for us to supplicate any more. She must learn wisdom--as God\npleases.\"\n\n\"But, my dear Peter!\" said Miss Stanley.", "Then abruptly Mr. Stanley changed his key. \"You poor child!\" he said;\n\"don't you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of", "\"But I AM anxious,\" said Mr. Stanley, \"I am anxious. Do you think it's\nnothing to me to have my daughter running about London looking for odd\njobs and disgracing herself?\"", "\"Dreadful women, my dear!\" said Miss Stanley. \"And some of them quite\npretty and well dressed. No need to do such things. We must never\nlet your father know we went. Why ever did you let me get into that\nwagonette?\"" ], [ "The next morning opened calmly, and Ann Veronica sat in her own room,\nher very own room, and consumed an egg and marmalade, and read the", "\"To lodgings--alone.\"\n\n\"I say, you know, you have some pluck. You did it on your own?\"\n\nAnn Veronica smiled. \"Quite on my own,\" she said.", "One main idea possessed her: she must get away from home, she must\nassert herself at once or perish. \"Very well,\" she would say, \"then I", "with the helpful landlady. \"And now,\" said Ann Veronica surveying her\napartment with an unprecedented sense of proprietorship, \"what is the\nnext step?\"", "One Wednesday afternoon in late September, Ann Veronica Stanley came\ndown from London in a state of solemn excitement and quite resolved to", "Ann Veronica realized that she was alone with the world. And this time\nthe departure had a tremendous effect of finality. She had to resist an\nimpulse of sheer terror, to run out after them and give in.", "\"I've got money,\" said Ann Veronica. \"Anything is better than this--this\nstifled life down here.\" And seeing that Hetty and Constance were", "It had been Ann Veronica's lot as the youngest child to live in a home\nthat became less animated and various as she grew up. Her mother had", "Ann Veronica. She felt it would save explanations if she did not state\nshe had left her home and was looking for employment. The room was", "\"I shall live,\" sobbed Ann Veronica. \"You needn't be anxious about that!\nI shall contrive to live.\"", "But Ann Veronica was by no means sure of that until she went over\nto Wamblesmith and saw her sister, very remote and domestic and", "\"Molly and you settled about the rooms. She said you HAD some money.\"\n\n\"I borrowed it,\" said Ann Veronica in a casual tone, with white despair\nin her heart.", "The topic of his invalid wife bored him, and he turned at once to Ann\nVeronica. \"And where are YOU going?\" he said. \"Are you going on again", "Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had\nnever yet been outside England. So that it seemed to her the whole world", "\"There is only one way out of all this,\" said Ann Veronica, sitting up\nin her little bed in the darkness and biting at her nails.", "It took some days for this phase to pass, and it left some scars and\nsomething like a decision. \"Violence won't do it,\" said Ann Veronica.\n\"Begin violence, and the woman goes under....", "dress and book allowance and a few good salable books. So equipped, she\nproposed to set up a separate establishment in the world.", "\"I don't see at all how you can be managing,\" said Miss Stanley, and Ann\nVeronica hastened to reply, \"I do on very little.\" Her mind went back to\nthat treaty.", "After the interview Ann Veronica considered herself formally cut off\nfrom home. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had.", "She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something\nenormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or\ninfinite relief....\n\nBut now Ann Veronica knew what was the matter with her." ], [ "\"Molly and you settled about the rooms. She said you HAD some money.\"\n\n\"I borrowed it,\" said Ann Veronica in a casual tone, with white despair\nin her heart.", "\"I don't see at all how you can be managing,\" said Miss Stanley, and Ann\nVeronica hastened to reply, \"I do on very little.\" Her mind went back to\nthat treaty.", "\"It seems to me it comes to earning one's living in the long run,\" said\nAnn Veronica, coloring faintly. \"Until a girl can go away as a son does", "\"Bother!\" said Ann Veronica to herself, and tried not to look guilty. \"I\nwas able to borrow the money.\"\n\n\"Borrow the money! But who lent you the money?\"", "pay of life and then not living. And besides--We're going to live, Ann\nVeronica! Oh, the things we'll do, the life we'll lead! There'll be", "\"I've got money,\" said Ann Veronica. \"Anything is better than this--this\nstifled life down here.\" And seeing that Hetty and Constance were", "Ann Veronica. She felt it would save explanations if she did not state\nshe had left her home and was looking for employment. The room was", "\"I'm afraid I'm anything but a Princess when it comes to earning a\nsalary,\" said Ann Veronica. \"But frankly, I mean to fight this through\nif I possibly can.\"", "absolutely impossible. But she was disturbed, mysteriously disturbed.\nShe remembered abruptly that she was really living upon his money. She\nleaned forward and addressed him.", "\"Daddy,\" said Ann Veronica, \"these affairs--being away from home\nhas--cost money.\"\n\n\"I thought you would find that out.\"", "\"You see,\" said Ann Veronica, \"my landlady kept on my room while I\nwas in Holloway, and the fees for the College mounted up pretty", "never touch a penny of his money until she came home again--not one\npenny. Ann Veronica said she didn't care.", "\"Yes,\" said Ann Veronica. \"But the thing is, I want a job.\"", "Many little things had contributed to that decision. The chief influence\nwas her awakening sense of the need of money. She had been forced to buy", "As a matter of fact Mr. Fortescue had not much ability to keep her\nsister, and a little while after her mother's death Ann Veronica", "And nearly all these things were fearfully ill-paid. They carried no\nmore than bare subsistence wages; and they demanded all her time and", "\"We are not the sort that goes under,\" said Ann Veronica, holding her\nhands so that the red reflections vanished from her eyes. \"We settled\nlong ago--we're hard stuff. We're hard stuff!\"", "Ann Veronica brought her luggage in a cab from the hotel; she tipped the\nhotel porter sixpence and overpaid the cabman eighteenpence, unpacked", "The topic of his invalid wife bored him, and he turned at once to Ann\nVeronica. \"And where are YOU going?\" he said. \"Are you going on again", "She had money of her own--much more than I have--and there was no need\nto squabble about that. She has given herself up to social work.\"" ], [ "At first the quality of her relationship to Manning seemed moving and\nbeautiful to Ann Veronica. She admired and rather pitied him, and she", "Mr. Fortescue raised his eyebrows and assumed a light-comedy expression.\n\"I suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica.\"\n\n\"Rum,\" said Ann Veronica. \"Have you got to keep her now?\"", "\"Everything goes well with me,\" he said, folding his arms under him and\nregarding Ann Veronica with the slightly projecting eyes wide open. \"And\nI'm not happy. I believe I'm in love.\"", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "The steps by which Ann Veronica determined to engage herself to marry\nManning were never very clear to her. A medley of motives warred in her,", "He leaned back for his soup.\n\nPresently he resumed: \"I believe I must be in love.\"\n\n\"You can't be that,\" said Ann Veronica, wisely.", "\"Ann Veronica,\" he said, \"I tell you this is love. I love the soles of\nyour feet. I love your very breath. I have tried not to tell you--tried", "Yet Ann Veronica was thinking a very great deal about love. A dozen\nshynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken", "Ann Veronica had come to the Imperial College obsessed by the\ngreat figure of Russell, by the part he had played in the Darwinian", "It was by imperceptible degrees that Capes became important in Ann\nVeronica's thoughts. But then he began to take steps, and, at last,", "January found Ann Veronica a student in the biological laboratory of the\nCentral Imperial College that towers up from among the back streets in", "He glanced at Ann Veronica's face, and it seemed to him that she really\nwas exceptionally radiant. He wondered why she thought love made people", "One Wednesday afternoon in late September, Ann Veronica Stanley came\ndown from London in a state of solemn excitement and quite resolved to", "\"One has theories,\" said Ann Veronica, radiantly.\n\n\"Oh, theories! Being in love is a fact.\"\n\n\"It ought to make one happy.\"", "Mr. Manning had shown on previous occasions that he found Ann Veronica\ninteresting and that he wished to interest her. He was a civil servant", "\"And what are you doing here, young lady,\" he said, looking up at her\nface, \"wandering alone so far from home?\"\n\n\"I like long walks,\" said Ann Veronica, looking down on him.", "Then he asked, \"Tell me! has this man, has he DARED to make love to\nyou?\"\n\nAnn Veronica had a vicious moment. \"I wish he had,\" she said.", "The realization that she was in love flooded Ann Veronica's mind, and\naltered the quality of all its topics.", "\"Do come and see the Michaelmas daisies at the end of the garden,\" said\nMr. Manning, \"they're a dream.\" And Ann Veronica found herself being", "He began a confused explanation, a perplexing contradictory apology for\nhis urgency and wrath. He loved Ann Veronica, he said; he was so mad" ], [ "\"Mr. Ramage,\" said Ann Veronica, \"I want to go--NOW!\"\n\n\n\nPart 5\n\n\nBut she did not get away just then.", "Ramage's bitterness passed as abruptly as his aggression. \"Oh,\nAnn Veronica!\" he cried, \"I cannot let you go like this! You don't\nunderstand. You can't possibly understand!\"", "Ann Veronica was stung to helpless anger.\n\n\"Mr. Ramage,\" she cried, \"you are outrageous! You understand nothing.\nYou are--horrible. Will you let me go out of this room?\"", "\"Mr. Ramage,\" she said, \"I can't--Not now. Will you please--Not now, or\nI must go.\"\n\nHe stared at her, trying to guess at the mystery of her thoughts.", "This intercourse, which had been planned to warm Ann Veronica to a\nfamiliar affection with Ramage, was certainly warming Ramage to a", "Ann Veronica was rather pleased by this. She had not seen Ramage for ten\nor eleven days, and she was quite ready for a gossip with him. And now", "Her breath left her for a moment.\n\n\"I SAY!\" said Mr. Ramage.\n\n\"I wanted to go to an art-student ball of which he disapproved.\"", "\"You vixen!\" said Mr. Ramage, speaking the simplest first thought of his\nheart.\n\n\"You had no right--\" panted Ann Veronica.", "There was one serious flaw in Ann Veronica's arrangements for\nself-rehabilitation, and that was Ramage. He hung over her--he and his", "Somewhere at this point Ann Veronica's speculations were interrupted\nand turned aside by the approach of a horse and rider. Mr. Ramage, that", "The conversation hung. Ann Veronica wondered what her father would do if\nshe were to tell him the full story of her relations with Ramage.", "\"Mr. Ramage,\" she said, sharply, \"I have to make it plain to you. I\ndon't think you understand. I don't love you. I don't. I can't love you.", "He left off abruptly. \"Do you understand what I am talking about? It's\nno good if you don't.\"\n\n\"I think so,\" said Ann Veronica, and colored. \"In fact, yes, I do.\"", "of deference to him--and he listened and pretended to read the Times. He\nwas struck disagreeably by Ramage's air of gallant consideration and Ann", "Ramage looked at her, and then fell into deep reflection as the waiter\ncame to paragraph their talk again.\n\n\"Have you ever been to the opera, Ann Veronica?\" said Ramage.", "for Ramage. That had taken her by surprise, and her tired wits had\nfailed her. She was to have fifteen pounds, and no more. She knew that", "Mr. Fortescue raised his eyebrows and assumed a light-comedy expression.\n\"I suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica.\"\n\n\"Rum,\" said Ann Veronica. \"Have you got to keep her now?\"", "\"Mr. Ramage,\" she said, clinging to her one point, \"I want to get out of\nthis horrible little room. It has all been a mistake. I have been stupid\nand foolish. Will you unlock that door?\"", "\"No, it's absolutely out of the question, Mr. Ramage.\" And Ann\nVeronica's face was hot.", "\"Who was annoyed?\"\n\n\"Mr. Ramage--about the forty pounds.\" She took a step. \"My dear,\" she\nadded, by way of afterthought, \"you DO obliterate things!\"" ], [ "So Ann Veronica also was arrested.", "\"You see,\" said Ann Veronica, \"my landlady kept on my room while I\nwas in Holloway, and the fees for the College mounted up pretty", "Ann Veronica was disconcerted for a moment. She had a vision of\npolicemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. She", "Part 5\n\n\nSo Ann Veronica, enterprising and a little dubious as ever, mingled with\nthe stream of history and wrote her Christian name upon the police-court\nrecords of the land.", "She had been weeping. She was weeping now. Ann Veronica was overcome by\nthis amount of emotion.\n\n\"Why did you do it?\" her aunt urged. \"Why could you not confide in us?\"", "three policemen in conflict with her staggered toward Ann Veronica's\nattendants and distracted their attention. \"I WILL be arrested! I WON'T", "\"Well, Ann Veronica Smith,\" the magistrate remarked when the case was\nall before him, \"you're a good-looking, strong, respectable gell, and", "One Wednesday afternoon in late September, Ann Veronica Stanley came\ndown from London in a state of solemn excitement and quite resolved to", "lifted her, and she screamed. Ann Veronica became violently excited at\nthe sight. \"You cowards!\" said Ann Veronica, \"put her down!\" and tore", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "One afternoon, while everything was still, the wardress heard her cry\nout suddenly and alarmingly, and with great and unmistakable passion,\n\"Why in the name of goodness did I burn that twenty pounds?\"", "For some creditable moments in her life Ann Veronica was utterly\ndisgusted with herself; she was wrung with a passionate and belated\ndesire to move gently, to speak softly and ambiguously--to be, in\neffect, prim.", "\"A little pit!\" said Ann Veronica; \"a little prison!\"\n\n\"It's just as often a little refuge. Anyhow, that is how things are.\"", "At last, after a long rumbling journey in a stuffy windowless van, she\nreached Canongate Prison--for Holloway had its quota already. It was bad\nluck to go to Canongate.", "It was, perhaps, the natural consequence of a long and tiring and\nexciting day that Ann Veronica should pass a broken and distressful", "\"Bother!\" said Ann Veronica to herself, and tried not to look guilty. \"I\nwas able to borrow the money.\"\n\n\"Borrow the money! But who lent you the money?\"", "The police-station at the end seemed to Ann Veronica like a refuge from\nunnamable disgraces. She hesitated about her name, and, being prompted,", "And then came the vile experience of being forced and borne along the\nstreet to the police-station. Whatever anticipation Ann Veronica had", "That night was the most intolerable one that Ann Veronica had ever\nspent. She washed her face with unwonted elaboration before she went", "\"There is only one way out of all this,\" said Ann Veronica, sitting up\nin her little bed in the darkness and biting at her nails." ], [ "The topic of his invalid wife bored him, and he turned at once to Ann\nVeronica. \"And where are YOU going?\" he said. \"Are you going on again", "Ann Veronica sat back with a sigh of relief. Manning might go on now\nidealizing her as much as he liked. She was no longer a confederate in", "\"You see,\" said Ann Veronica, \"my landlady kept on my room while I\nwas in Holloway, and the fees for the College mounted up pretty", "Part 5\n\n\nSo Ann Veronica, enterprising and a little dubious as ever, mingled with\nthe stream of history and wrote her Christian name upon the police-court\nrecords of the land.", "Ann Veronica realized that she was alone with the world. And this time\nthe departure had a tremendous effect of finality. She had to resist an\nimpulse of sheer terror, to run out after them and give in.", "\"If you must go on with it,\" said Hetty, \"now's your time.\" And Ann\nVeronica at once went back with the hold-all, trying not to hurry", "But Ann Veronica was by no means sure of that until she went over\nto Wamblesmith and saw her sister, very remote and domestic and", "She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something\nenormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or\ninfinite relief....\n\nBut now Ann Veronica knew what was the matter with her.", "\"I've got money,\" said Ann Veronica. \"Anything is better than this--this\nstifled life down here.\" And seeing that Hetty and Constance were", "The police-station at the end seemed to Ann Veronica like a refuge from\nunnamable disgraces. She hesitated about her name, and, being prompted,", "\"Come home!\"\n\nAnn Veronica shrugged her shoulders.\n\n\"Very well,\" said her father.\n\n\"I think this ends the business,\" he said, turning to his sister.", "One Wednesday afternoon in late September, Ann Veronica Stanley came\ndown from London in a state of solemn excitement and quite resolved to", "Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had\nnever yet been outside England. So that it seemed to her the whole world", "It took some days for this phase to pass, and it left some scars and\nsomething like a decision. \"Violence won't do it,\" said Ann Veronica.\n\"Begin violence, and the woman goes under....", "\"A little pit!\" said Ann Veronica; \"a little prison!\"\n\n\"It's just as often a little refuge. Anyhow, that is how things are.\"", "At last, after a long rumbling journey in a stuffy windowless van, she\nreached Canongate Prison--for Holloway had its quota already. It was bad\nluck to go to Canongate.", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "Part 6\n\n\nBefore Christmas Ann Veronica had gone to Ramage again and accepted this\noffer she had at first declined.", "Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her\nface resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. \"It's either now or\nnever,\" she said to herself....", "One main idea possessed her: she must get away from home, she must\nassert herself at once or perish. \"Very well,\" she would say, \"then I" ], [ "\"Ann Veronica has never looked quite so well, I think,\" said Capes,\nclinging, because of a preconceived plan, to the suppressed topic.\n\n\n\nPart 3", "\"What are we going to do?\" said Capes, with his eyes on the broad\ndistances beyond the ribbon of the river.\n\n\"I will do whatever you want,\" said Ann Veronica.", "It was by imperceptible degrees that Capes became important in Ann\nVeronica's thoughts. But then he began to take steps, and, at last,", "\"Great dears!\" said Capes, as the vehicle passed out of sight.\n\n\"Yes, aren't they?\" said Ann Veronica, after a thoughtful pause. And\nthen, \"They seem changed.\"", "\"I didn't know Mr. Capes was married,\" said Ann Veronica, resuming the\nconversation with an entire disappearance of her former lassitude.", "It was rather less than a week after that walk that Capes came and sat\ndown beside Ann Veronica for their customary talk in the lunch hour. He", "Ever and again Capes appealed to Ann Veronica. He liked to draw her in,\nand she did her best to talk. But she did not talk readily, and in", "\"That's if we succeed. If we fail,\" said Capes, \"then--\"\n\n\"We aren't going to fail,\" said Ann Veronica.", "\"The real, identical other,\" said Capes, and took and bit the tip of her\nlittle finger.\n\n\"There's no delusions, so far as I know,\" said Ann Veronica.", "behind her. She heard it open, but as she felt unable to look round in\na careless manner she pretended not to hear it. Then Capes' footsteps\napproached. She turned with an effort.", "Capes chuckled. \"You delicate female!\"\n\n\"Who cares,\" said Ann Veronica, \"seeing it's you? Warm, soft little\nwonders! Of course I want them.\"", "\"Girls!\" cried Ann Veronica.\n\n\"Boys!\" said Capes.\n\n\"Both!\" said Ann Veronica. \"Lots of 'em!\"", "between Manning and Ann Veronica, Capes came into the laboratory at\nlunch-time and found her alone there standing by the open window, and\nnot even pretending to be doing anything.", "\"It looks all right,\" said Capes.\n\n\"I think everything's right,\" said Ann Veronica, with the roaming eye of\na capable but not devoted house-mistress.", "They sat for a time without speaking a word, in an enormous shining\nglobe of mutual satisfaction.\n\n\"Well,\" said Capes, at length, \"we've to go down, Ann Veronica. Life\nwaits for us.\"", "\"Coarse?\" said Capes, \"We're not coarse.\"\n\n\"But if we were?\" said Ann Veronica.", "She thought of Capes. She could not help thinking of Capes. Surely\nCapes was different. Capes looked at one and not over one, spoke to one,", "Next day Ann Veronica and Capes felt like newborn things. It seemed\nto them they could never have been really alive before, but only", "Life seemed a very brave and glorious enterprise to Ann Veronica that\nday. She was quivering with the sense of Capes at her side and glowing", "Capes joined the students at tea, and displayed himself in an impish\nmood that sometimes possessed him. He did not notice that Ann Veronica" ], [ "\"What are we going to do?\" said Capes, with his eyes on the broad\ndistances beyond the ribbon of the river.\n\n\"I will do whatever you want,\" said Ann Veronica.", "\"I didn't know Mr. Capes was married,\" said Ann Veronica, resuming the\nconversation with an entire disappearance of her former lassitude.", "\"Ann Veronica has never looked quite so well, I think,\" said Capes,\nclinging, because of a preconceived plan, to the suppressed topic.\n\n\n\nPart 3", "Ever and again Capes appealed to Ann Veronica. He liked to draw her in,\nand she did her best to talk. But she did not talk readily, and in", "It was by imperceptible degrees that Capes became important in Ann\nVeronica's thoughts. But then he began to take steps, and, at last,", "\"Great dears!\" said Capes, as the vehicle passed out of sight.\n\n\"Yes, aren't they?\" said Ann Veronica, after a thoughtful pause. And\nthen, \"They seem changed.\"", "Capes made a quick movement as if to bite that aggressive digit, but it\nwithdrew to Ann Veronica's side.", "\"That's if we succeed. If we fail,\" said Capes, \"then--\"\n\n\"We aren't going to fail,\" said Ann Veronica.", "It was rather less than a week after that walk that Capes came and sat\ndown beside Ann Veronica for their customary talk in the lunch hour. He", "Capes chuckled. \"You delicate female!\"\n\n\"Who cares,\" said Ann Veronica, \"seeing it's you? Warm, soft little\nwonders! Of course I want them.\"", "She thought of Capes. She could not help thinking of Capes. Surely\nCapes was different. Capes looked at one and not over one, spoke to one,", "\"Coarse?\" said Capes, \"We're not coarse.\"\n\n\"But if we were?\" said Ann Veronica.", "Before Capes could answer her in any way the door at the end of the\nlaboratory opened noisily and Miss Klegg appeared. She went to her own", "behind her. She heard it open, but as she felt unable to look round in\na careless manner she pretended not to hear it. Then Capes' footsteps\napproached. She turned with an effort.", "They sat for a time without speaking a word, in an enormous shining\nglobe of mutual satisfaction.\n\n\"Well,\" said Capes, at length, \"we've to go down, Ann Veronica. Life\nwaits for us.\"", "Capes smiled faintly. \"Yes.\"\n\n\"How?\"\n\n\"Well--a little clumsily.\"\n\n\"But how?\"", "\"The real, identical other,\" said Capes, and took and bit the tip of her\nlittle finger.\n\n\"There's no delusions, so far as I know,\" said Ann Veronica.", "Capes joined the students at tea, and displayed himself in an impish\nmood that sometimes possessed him. He did not notice that Ann Veronica", "\"Look here!\" said Capes, \"what on earth do you want? What do you think\nwe can do? Don't you know what men are, and what life is?--to come to me\nand talk to me like this!\"", "Capes smiled cheerfully with his eyes meeting hers. \"I throw it out\nin passing,\" he said. \"What I am after is that beauty isn't a special" ], [ "was wildly exultant at the resolution she had taken, the end she had\nmade to her blunder. She had only to get through this, to solace Manning", "She had come to a resolution. Abruptly she got out of bed, smoothed\nher sheet and straightened her pillow and lay down, and fell almost\ninstantly asleep.\n\n\n\nPart 2", "Her heart failed her and her resolution became water. She remained\nstanding stiffly, unable even to move. She could not look at him through\nan interval that seemed to her a vast gulf of time. But she felt his lax\nfigure become rigid.", "But at last this ordeal was over, and Ramage opened the door. She\nemerged with a white face and wide-open eyes upon a little, red-lit", "thieves.... We LIKED each other well enough. Well, my friend found\nus out, and would give no quarter. He divorced her. How do you like the\nstory?\"", "She came very near that night to resolving that she would return to\nher home next morning. But the morning brought courage again, and those\nfirst intimations of horror vanished completely from her mind.\n\n\n\nPart 5", "The door closed softly upon her. For a long time he remained standing\nbefore the fire, staring at the situation. Then he sat down and filled\nhis pipe slowly and thoughtfully....", "story. We fixed that. Well, that's the situation. My people don't know\nwhat to do. Can't face a scandal. Can't ask the gent to go abroad and", "Mr. Stanley determined to improve the occasion. He seemed to deliberate.\n\"Well,\" he said at last slowly, \"I'll pay it. I'll pay it. But I do", "have things out with her father that very evening. She had trembled on\nthe verge of such a resolution before, but this time quite definitely\nshe made it. A crisis had been reached, and she was almost glad it had", "Then, when the tension was getting unendurable, and she was on the verge\nof speaking to some casual passer-by and demanding help, her follower", "standing to her resolution. \"How will you live?\" she appealed. \"Think\nof what people will say!\" That became a refrain. \"Think of what Lady", "She thought, and it seemed to him she had never looked so\nself-disciplined and deliberate and beautiful. \"Yes,\" she said, \"that", "nothing happened at all!\" She didn't mean, he concluded, to give him any\nmore trouble ever, and he was free to begin a fresh chromatic novel--he", "\"I told them a lie. I told them lies. I wrote three letters yesterday\nand tore them up. It was so hopeless to put it to them. At last--I told\na story.\"", "\"Well?\" she said.\n\n\"I say!\" he said, without any movement. \"Let's go.\"\n\n\"Go!\" She did not understand him at first, and then her heart began to\nbeat very rapidly.", "as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter. \"All's\nwell that ends well,\" he said; \"and the less one says about things the\nbetter.\"", "\"Your father,\" he said, \"remarked that all's well that ends well, and\nthat he was disposed to let bygones be bygones. He then spoke with a\ncertain fatherly kindliness of the past....\"", "\"Come home!\"\n\nAnn Veronica shrugged her shoulders.\n\n\"Very well,\" said her father.\n\n\"I think this ends the business,\" he said, turning to his sister.", "She decided to leave this matter until the morrow and devote the morning\nto settling up with Mr. Manning. At the cost of quite a number of torn\ndrafts she succeeded in evolving this:" ], [ "\"She must,\" said Mr. Stanley, and went into his study. His sister\nfollowed. \"She can't go now. She'll have to wait for dinner,\" he said,\nuncomfortably.", "Then abruptly Mr. Stanley changed his key. \"You poor child!\" he said;\n\"don't you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of", "But a little daughter is one thing and a daughter quite another. There\none comes to a relationship that Mr. Stanley had never thought out.", "distant relationship to Miss Stanley gave them a slight but pleasant\nsense of proprietorship in the girl. They had their little dreams about\nher.", "memories of the light and little Mrs. Stanley, whose family had been by\nany reckoning inconsiderable--to use the kindliest term. Miss Stanley\nhad determined from the outset to have the warmest affection for her", "Miss Stanley turned to her. \"Vee,\" she said, \"come home. Before it is\ntoo late.\"\n\n\"Come, Molly,\" said Mr. Stanley, at the door.", "and cream; and Miss Stanley's praises died away to an appreciative\nacquiescence. A brisk talk sprang up between Capes and Mr. Stanley, to", "that because then she would ask her lover and not him all these things.\nRestlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored\nher. He could quite understand the daughter of Mr. Stanley being bored", "Mr. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching\nanimosity.\n\n\"Now she's all hat and ideas,\" he said, with an air of humor.", "\"So long as you learn,\" said Mr. Stanley.\n\nTheir conversation hung.", "this winter with that scientific work of yours? It's an instance of\nheredity, I suppose.\" For a moment Mr. Stanley almost liked Ramage.\n\"You're a biologist, aren't you?\"", "\"But I AM anxious,\" said Mr. Stanley, \"I am anxious. Do you think it's\nnothing to me to have my daughter running about London looking for odd\njobs and disgracing herself?\"", "\"Ye--e--es.\" Mr. Stanley considered. \"Well, I don't want you to talk to\nhim,\" he said, very firmly.", "Mr. Stanley took the letter and stood with it in his hand thoughtfully\nfor a time. \"I'd give anything,\" he remarked, \"to see our little Vee\nhappily and comfortably married.\"", "to her chief topic. They were silent for a time. \"It's a period of crude\nviews and crude work,\" said Mr. Stanley. \"Still, these Mendelian fellows", "dinner. Capes stood beside Miss Stanley, who was beaming unnaturally,\nand Mr. Stanley, in his effort to seem at ease, took entire possession\nof the hearthrug.", "\"I want to speak to you about a little thing, Vee,\" said Mr. Stanley.\n\nAnn Veronica's tense nerves started, and she stood still with her eyes\nupon him, wondering what it might be that impended.", "\"I'm glad to hear you say it,\" said Mr. Stanley, and was so evidently\npleased that Ann Veronica's heart smote her.", "Mr. Stanley regarded his neighbor's clean-shaven face almost warily.\n\"I'm not sure whether we don't rather overdo all this higher education,\"\nhe said, with an effect of conveying profound meanings.", "Miss Stanley emerged from the study and stood watching Ann Veronica\ndescend." ], [ "\"My dear,\" she said, when she could get her breath, \"you must come home\nat once.\"\n\nAnn Veronica closed the door quite softly and stood still.", "Ann Veronica. She felt it would save explanations if she did not state\nshe had left her home and was looking for employment. The room was", "At first it had not been at all clear to Ann Veronica that she would\nrefuse to return home; she had had some dream of a capitulation that", "\"Come home!\"\n\nAnn Veronica shrugged her shoulders.\n\n\"Very well,\" said her father.\n\n\"I think this ends the business,\" he said, turning to his sister.", "She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something\nenormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or\ninfinite relief....\n\nBut now Ann Veronica knew what was the matter with her.", "He left off abruptly. \"Do you understand what I am talking about? It's\nno good if you don't.\"\n\n\"I think so,\" said Ann Veronica, and colored. \"In fact, yes, I do.\"", "\"Daddy,\" said Ann Veronica, \"these affairs--being away from home\nhas--cost money.\"\n\n\"I thought you would find that out.\"", "It had been Ann Veronica's lot as the youngest child to live in a home\nthat became less animated and various as she grew up. Her mother had", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "Ann Veronica was about to reply, when he went on, with a still more\ndeadly quiet: \"I am not here to bandy words with you. Let us have no\nmore of this humbug. You are to come home.\"", "Ann Veronica realized that she was alone with the world. And this time\nthe departure had a tremendous effect of finality. She had to resist an\nimpulse of sheer terror, to run out after them and give in.", "Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had\nnever yet been outside England. So that it seemed to her the whole world", "After the interview Ann Veronica considered herself formally cut off\nfrom home. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had.", "\"And what are you doing here, young lady,\" he said, looking up at her\nface, \"wandering alone so far from home?\"\n\n\"I like long walks,\" said Ann Veronica, looking down on him.", "One Wednesday afternoon in late September, Ann Veronica Stanley came\ndown from London in a state of solemn excitement and quite resolved to", "\"No you don't!\" said Ann Veronica, and walked out at a brisk and\nbusiness-like pace toward the house.\n\n\"I'm going for a long tramp, auntie,\" she said.", "\"To lodgings--alone.\"\n\n\"I say, you know, you have some pluck. You did it on your own?\"\n\nAnn Veronica smiled. \"Quite on my own,\" she said.", "\"I've got money,\" said Ann Veronica. \"Anything is better than this--this\nstifled life down here.\" And seeing that Hetty and Constance were", "And thus it was that as Ann Veronica neared the gates of home, she said\nto herself: \"I'll have it out with him somehow. I'll have it out with\nhim. And if he won't--\"", "Ann Veronica, of all the family, had escaped. She carried herself well,\nwhereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic\ndignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to" ], [ "\"You see,\" said Ann Veronica, \"my landlady kept on my room while I\nwas in Holloway, and the fees for the College mounted up pretty", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "So Ann Veronica also was arrested.", "One Wednesday afternoon in late September, Ann Veronica Stanley came\ndown from London in a state of solemn excitement and quite resolved to", "Ann Veronica was disconcerted for a moment. She had a vision of\npolicemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. She", "\"A little pit!\" said Ann Veronica; \"a little prison!\"\n\n\"It's just as often a little refuge. Anyhow, that is how things are.\"", "Ann Veronica Stanley was twenty-one and a half years old. She had black\nhair, fine eyebrows, and a clear complexion; and the forces that had", "That simple statement of the case was by no means all that went on in\nAnn Veronica's mind. But it was the form of her ruling determination; it", "It was, perhaps, the natural consequence of a long and tiring and\nexciting day that Ann Veronica should pass a broken and distressful", "Ann Veronica, of all the family, had escaped. She carried herself well,\nwhereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic\ndignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to", "Part 5\n\n\nSo Ann Veronica, enterprising and a little dubious as ever, mingled with\nthe stream of history and wrote her Christian name upon the police-court\nrecords of the land.", "Ann Veronica sat back with a sigh of relief. Manning might go on now\nidealizing her as much as he liked. She was no longer a confederate in", "Ann Veronica was rather pleased by this. She had not seen Ramage for ten\nor eleven days, and she was quite ready for a gossip with him. And now", "It was rather less than a week after that walk that Capes came and sat\ndown beside Ann Veronica for their customary talk in the lunch hour. He", "\"My dear,\" she said, when she could get her breath, \"you must come home\nat once.\"\n\nAnn Veronica closed the door quite softly and stood still.", "The next morning opened calmly, and Ann Veronica sat in her own room,\nher very own room, and consumed an egg and marmalade, and read the", "The next few weeks were a time of the very liveliest thought and growth\nfor Ann Veronica. The crowding impressions of the previous weeks seemed", "When Ann Veronica found herself in her father's study that evening it\nseemed to her for a moment as though all the events of the past six", "Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had\nnever yet been outside England. So that it seemed to her the whole world", "\"To lodgings--alone.\"\n\n\"I say, you know, you have some pluck. You did it on your own?\"\n\nAnn Veronica smiled. \"Quite on my own,\" she said." ], [ "The steps by which Ann Veronica determined to engage herself to marry\nManning were never very clear to her. A medley of motives warred in her,", "He left off abruptly. \"Do you understand what I am talking about? It's\nno good if you don't.\"\n\n\"I think so,\" said Ann Veronica, and colored. \"In fact, yes, I do.\"", "was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. It dealt with\nfine aspects of Mr. Manning's feelings, and as Ann Veronica's mind\nwas still largely engaged with fundamentals and found no pleasure in", "Ann Veronica sat back with a sigh of relief. Manning might go on now\nidealizing her as much as he liked. She was no longer a confederate in", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "\"Don't!\" cried Ann Veronica, struggling faintly, and he released her.\n\n\"Forgive me,\" he said. \"But I am at singing-pitch.\"", "At first the quality of her relationship to Manning seemed moving and\nbeautiful to Ann Veronica. She admired and rather pitied him, and she", "\"I've told you,\" he said.\n\n\"Very well,\" said Ann Veronica, with an air of concluding the\ndiscussion.\n\nThey walked side by side for a time.", "Mr. Fortescue raised his eyebrows and assumed a light-comedy expression.\n\"I suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica.\"\n\n\"Rum,\" said Ann Veronica. \"Have you got to keep her now?\"", "\"No!\" And, in spite of her resolve to be a Person, Ann Veronica began\nto weep with terror at herself. Apparently she was always doomed to weep", "\"I don't love him,\" said Ann Veronica, getting a gleam. \"I don't see\nthat his being a good sort matters. That really settles about that....\nBut it means no end of a row.\"", "She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something\nenormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or\ninfinite relief....\n\nBut now Ann Veronica knew what was the matter with her.", "Ann Veronica said nothing in answer to that.\n\n\"You say you want a vote,\" said Mr. Manning, abruptly.\n\n\"I think I ought to have one.\"", "\"Very sincerely yours,\n\n\"HUBERT MANNING.\"\n\n\nAnn Veronica read this letter through with grave, attentive eyes.", "Ann Veronica, of all the family, had escaped. She carried herself well,\nwhereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic\ndignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to", "Ann Veronica could have wept with vexation. Indeed, a note of weeping\nbroke her voice for a moment as she burst out, \"You know as well as I do\nthat money was a loan!\"\n\n\"Loan!\"", "Part 7\n\n\nAt the end of dinner that evening Ann Veronica began: \"Father!\"", "wrangle that was none the less pleasant to Ann Veronica because it\nserved to banish a disagreeable preoccupation. It seemed to her in her\nrestored geniality that she liked Manning extremely. The brightness", "Her father had determined on a new line. He put down his hat and\numbrella, rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica\nfirmly.", "Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her\nface resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. \"It's either now or\nnever,\" she said to herself...." ], [ "\"Ann Veronica has never looked quite so well, I think,\" said Capes,\nclinging, because of a preconceived plan, to the suppressed topic.\n\n\n\nPart 3", "\"That's if we succeed. If we fail,\" said Capes, \"then--\"\n\n\"We aren't going to fail,\" said Ann Veronica.", "Ever and again Capes appealed to Ann Veronica. He liked to draw her in,\nand she did her best to talk. But she did not talk readily, and in", "\"It isn't that you're splendid or I,\" said Capes. \"But we satisfy one\nanother. Heaven alone knows why. So completely! The oddest fitness!", "\"What are we going to do?\" said Capes, with his eyes on the broad\ndistances beyond the ribbon of the river.\n\n\"I will do whatever you want,\" said Ann Veronica.", "It was by imperceptible degrees that Capes became important in Ann\nVeronica's thoughts. But then he began to take steps, and, at last,", "It was rather less than a week after that walk that Capes came and sat\ndown beside Ann Veronica for their customary talk in the lunch hour. He", "\"Great dears!\" said Capes, as the vehicle passed out of sight.\n\n\"Yes, aren't they?\" said Ann Veronica, after a thoughtful pause. And\nthen, \"They seem changed.\"", "\"I didn't know Mr. Capes was married,\" said Ann Veronica, resuming the\nconversation with an entire disappearance of her former lassitude.", "rediscovered, that she loved Capes. It came to her that to marry any\none but Capes was impossible. If she could not marry him, she would not", "She thought of Capes. She could not help thinking of Capes. Surely\nCapes was different. Capes looked at one and not over one, spoke to one,", "talking about. Mr. Capes, do you think... do you think I don't know\nthe meaning of love?\"", "They sat for a time without speaking a word, in an enormous shining\nglobe of mutual satisfaction.\n\n\"Well,\" said Capes, at length, \"we've to go down, Ann Veronica. Life\nwaits for us.\"", "\"I don't love him,\" said Ann Veronica, getting a gleam. \"I don't see\nthat his being a good sort matters. That really settles about that....\nBut it means no end of a row.\"", "\"The real, identical other,\" said Capes, and took and bit the tip of her\nlittle finger.\n\n\"There's no delusions, so far as I know,\" said Ann Veronica.", "Capes chuckled. \"You delicate female!\"\n\n\"Who cares,\" said Ann Veronica, \"seeing it's you? Warm, soft little\nwonders! Of course I want them.\"", "\"I married pretty young,\" said Capes. \"I've got--I have to tell you this\nto make myself clear--a streak of ardent animal in my composition. I", "And then she fell into a musing about Capes. She wondered why he was so\ndistinctive, so unlike other men, and it never occurred to her for some\ntime that this might be because she was falling in love with him.", "She thought more and more along that line. There was no reason why\nshe shouldn't be Capes' friend. He did like her, anyhow; he was always", "\"There is this absurd craving for Mr. Capes--the 'Capes crave,' they\nwould call it in America. Why do I want him so badly? Why do I want him,\nand think about him, and fail to get away from him?" ], [ "\"Great dears!\" said Capes, as the vehicle passed out of sight.\n\n\"Yes, aren't they?\" said Ann Veronica, after a thoughtful pause. And\nthen, \"They seem changed.\"", "They sat for a time without speaking a word, in an enormous shining\nglobe of mutual satisfaction.\n\n\"Well,\" said Capes, at length, \"we've to go down, Ann Veronica. Life\nwaits for us.\"", "It was rather less than a week after that walk that Capes came and sat\ndown beside Ann Veronica for their customary talk in the lunch hour. He", "\"What are we going to do?\" said Capes, with his eyes on the broad\ndistances beyond the ribbon of the river.\n\n\"I will do whatever you want,\" said Ann Veronica.", "\"I didn't know Mr. Capes was married,\" said Ann Veronica, resuming the\nconversation with an entire disappearance of her former lassitude.", "Next day Ann Veronica and Capes felt like newborn things. It seemed\nto them they could never have been really alive before, but only", "\"Ann Veronica has never looked quite so well, I think,\" said Capes,\nclinging, because of a preconceived plan, to the suppressed topic.\n\n\n\nPart 3", "\"Agreed,\" said Ann Veronica.\n\n\"After all, it's our honeymoon.\"\n\n\"All we shall get,\" said Ann Veronica.", "Life seemed a very brave and glorious enterprise to Ann Veronica that\nday. She was quivering with the sense of Capes at her side and glowing", "Capes flittered to the hearthrug and poked the fire, stood up, and\nturned about. \"Ann Veronica is looking very well, don't you think?\" he", "It was by imperceptible degrees that Capes became important in Ann\nVeronica's thoughts. But then he began to take steps, and, at last,", "\"Girls!\" cried Ann Veronica.\n\n\"Boys!\" said Capes.\n\n\"Both!\" said Ann Veronica. \"Lots of 'em!\"", "Ever and again Capes appealed to Ann Veronica. He liked to draw her in,\nand she did her best to talk. But she did not talk readily, and in", "Capes lit things wonderfully for Ann Veronica all that afternoon, he was\nso friendly, so palpably interested in her, and glad to have her back", "Capes joined the students at tea, and displayed himself in an impish\nmood that sometimes possessed him. He did not notice that Ann Veronica", "Capes chuckled. \"You delicate female!\"\n\n\"Who cares,\" said Ann Veronica, \"seeing it's you? Warm, soft little\nwonders! Of course I want them.\"", "\"That's if we succeed. If we fail,\" said Capes, \"then--\"\n\n\"We aren't going to fail,\" said Ann Veronica.", "They both stood listening. It was not the arrival of the guests, but\nmerely the maid moving about in the hall.\n\n\"Wonderful man!\" said Ann Veronica, reassured, and stroking his cheek\nwith her finger.", "It was rare that Ann Veronica used hansoms, and to be in one was itself\neventful and exhilarating. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing", "Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had\nnever yet been outside England. So that it seemed to her the whole world" ], [ "He then said that if she would not obey him in this course she should\n\"never darken his doors again,\" and was, indeed, frightfully abusive.\nThis threat terrified Ann Veronica so much that she declared with sobs", "January found Ann Veronica a student in the biological laboratory of the\nCentral Imperial College that towers up from among the back streets in", "Ann Veronica was disconcerted for a moment. She had a vision of\npolicemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. She", "She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something\nenormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or\ninfinite relief....\n\nBut now Ann Veronica knew what was the matter with her.", "\"No!\" And, in spite of her resolve to be a Person, Ann Veronica began\nto weep with terror at herself. Apparently she was always doomed to weep", "Ann Veronica realized that she was alone with the world. And this time\nthe departure had a tremendous effect of finality. She had to resist an\nimpulse of sheer terror, to run out after them and give in.", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "He left off abruptly. \"Do you understand what I am talking about? It's\nno good if you don't.\"\n\n\"I think so,\" said Ann Veronica, and colored. \"In fact, yes, I do.\"", "lifted her, and she screamed. Ann Veronica became violently excited at\nthe sight. \"You cowards!\" said Ann Veronica, \"put her down!\" and tore", "Ann Veronica had come to the Imperial College obsessed by the\ngreat figure of Russell, by the part he had played in the Darwinian", "It was, perhaps, the natural consequence of a long and tiring and\nexciting day that Ann Veronica should pass a broken and distressful", "They said no more for a moment, and each was now acutely aware of the\nother. Ann Veronica was excited and puzzled, with a sense of a strange", "\"My dear,\" she said, when she could get her breath, \"you must come home\nat once.\"\n\nAnn Veronica closed the door quite softly and stood still.", "HAD cried, Ann Veronica knew. There had been fusses and scenes dimly\napprehended through half-open doors. She had heard Alice talking and", "Their colloquy was ended abruptly by the apparition of Miss Klegg at\nthe further door. When she saw Ann Veronica she stood for a moment as if", "appearances. He had quite enough to see to and worry about in the City\nwithout their doing things. He had no use for Ann Veronica; he had", "\"Don't!\" cried Ann Veronica, struggling faintly, and he released her.\n\n\"Forgive me,\" he said. \"But I am at singing-pitch.\"", "was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. It dealt with\nfine aspects of Mr. Manning's feelings, and as Ann Veronica's mind\nwas still largely engaged with fundamentals and found no pleasure in", "Ann Veronica's universe, which had never been altogether so respectful\nto her as she could have wished, gave a shout and whirled head over", "Part 6\n\n\nWhen Ann Veronica reached her little bed-sitting-room again, every nerve\nin her body was quivering with shame and self-disgust." ], [ "\"You are. Splendidly. Business exists for such interruptions. There you\nare, the best client's chair.\"\n\nAnn Veronica sat down, and Ramage's eager eyes feasted on her.", "This intercourse, which had been planned to warm Ann Veronica to a\nfamiliar affection with Ramage, was certainly warming Ramage to a", "\"Mr. Ramage,\" said Ann Veronica, \"I want to go--NOW!\"\n\n\n\nPart 5\n\n\nBut she did not get away just then.", "There was one serious flaw in Ann Veronica's arrangements for\nself-rehabilitation, and that was Ramage. He hung over her--he and his", "Ann Veronica was rather pleased by this. She had not seen Ramage for ten\nor eleven days, and she was quite ready for a gossip with him. And now", "Ann Veronica was stung to helpless anger.\n\n\"Mr. Ramage,\" she cried, \"you are outrageous! You understand nothing.\nYou are--horrible. Will you let me go out of this room?\"", "\"You vixen!\" said Mr. Ramage, speaking the simplest first thought of his\nheart.\n\n\"You had no right--\" panted Ann Veronica.", "Mr. Fortescue raised his eyebrows and assumed a light-comedy expression.\n\"I suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica.\"\n\n\"Rum,\" said Ann Veronica. \"Have you got to keep her now?\"", "Part 6\n\n\nBefore Christmas Ann Veronica had gone to Ramage again and accepted this\noffer she had at first declined.", "Ramage's bitterness passed as abruptly as his aggression. \"Oh,\nAnn Veronica!\" he cried, \"I cannot let you go like this! You don't\nunderstand. You can't possibly understand!\"", "For her pride's sake, and to save herself from long day-dreams and an\nunappeasable longing for her lover, Ann Veronica worked hard at her", "was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. It dealt with\nfine aspects of Mr. Manning's feelings, and as Ann Veronica's mind\nwas still largely engaged with fundamentals and found no pleasure in", "appearances. He had quite enough to see to and worry about in the City\nwithout their doing things. He had no use for Ann Veronica; he had", "Mr. Manning had shown on previous occasions that he found Ann Veronica\ninteresting and that he wished to interest her. He was a civil servant", "insufficient English took Ramage's orders, and waited with an appearance\nof affection. Ann Veronica thought the whole affair rather jolly. Ritter", "The conversation hung. Ann Veronica wondered what her father would do if\nshe were to tell him the full story of her relations with Ramage.", "Ann Veronica opened her lips quickly and did not speak. But the five per\ncent. certainly did seem to improve the aspect of Ramage's suggestion.", "He left off abruptly. \"Do you understand what I am talking about? It's\nno good if you don't.\"\n\n\"I think so,\" said Ann Veronica, and colored. \"In fact, yes, I do.\"", "\"Bother!\" said Ann Veronica to herself, and tried not to look guilty. \"I\nwas able to borrow the money.\"\n\n\"Borrow the money! But who lent you the money?\"", "Ramage looked at her, and then fell into deep reflection as the waiter\ncame to paragraph their talk again.\n\n\"Have you ever been to the opera, Ann Veronica?\" said Ramage." ], [ "After Capes had finished the Scotchman's troubles he went back into the\npreparation-room. He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his", "When she got home to her lodgings that evening she reflected with\nsomething like surprise upon her half-day's employment, and decided\nthat it showed nothing more nor less than that Capes was a really very\ninteresting person indeed.", "Then, after Capes had been through her work and had gone on, it came to\nher that the fabric of this life of hers was doomed to almost immediate", "She thought of Capes. She could not help thinking of Capes. Surely\nCapes was different. Capes looked at one and not over one, spoke to one,", "Capes joined the students at tea, and displayed himself in an impish\nmood that sometimes possessed him. He did not notice that Ann Veronica", "rediscovered, that she loved Capes. It came to her that to marry any\none but Capes was impossible. If she could not marry him, she would not", "About four years and a quarter later--to be exact, it was four years and\nfour months--Mr. and Mrs. Capes stood side by side upon an old Persian", "Capes was an exceptionally fair man of two or three-and-thirty, so\nruddily blond that it was a mercy he had escaped light eyelashes, and", "But as the students sat about Miss Garvice's tea-pot and drank tea or\nsmoked cigarettes, the talk got away from Capes. The Scotchman informed", "regardless of survival value and all the manifest discretions of life?\nShe went to Capes with that riddle and put it to him very carefully and\nclearly, and he talked well--he always talked at some length when she", "Capes smiled cheerfully with his eyes meeting hers. \"I throw it out\nin passing,\" he said. \"What I am after is that beauty isn't a special", "the afternoon walking about and elaborating in general terms this theme\nand the superiority of intellectual fellowship to all merely passionate\nrelationships. Upon this topic Capes was heavy and conscientious, but", "But it was extraordinary what seemingly irrelevant things could restore\nher to the thought of Capes again. And when she went to sleep, then\nalways Capes became the novel and wonderful guest of her dreams.", "She began to think persistently of Capes, and it seemed to her now that\nfor some weeks at least she must have been thinking persistently of", "Capes suddenly abandoned his attitude of meditative restraint. \"By\nJove!\" he broke out, \"one tries to take a serious, sober view. I don't", "demanded a struggle; he ought to have taken a clean one after his\nfirst failure. Why was she noting things like this? Capes seemed\nself-possessed and elaborately genial and commonplace, but she knew him", "to go on with Capes another day, and, looking up, discovered him sitting\non a stool with his hands in his pockets and his head a little on one", "discovery. Capes was something superadded. Russell burned like a beacon,\nbut Capes illuminated by darting flashes and threw light, even if it", "For a time there seemed no comfort for her even in Capes. She was to see\nCapes to-morrow, but now, in this state of misery she had achieved, she", "Capes would come to these teas; he evidently liked to come, and he\nwould appear in the doorway of the preparation-room, a pleasing note of\nshyness in his manner, hovering for an invitation." ], [ "It had been Ann Veronica's lot as the youngest child to live in a home\nthat became less animated and various as she grew up. Her mother had", "Ann Veronica, of all the family, had escaped. She carried herself well,\nwhereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic\ndignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to", "But Ann Veronica was by no means sure of that until she went over\nto Wamblesmith and saw her sister, very remote and domestic and", "HAD cried, Ann Veronica knew. There had been fusses and scenes dimly\napprehended through half-open doors. She had heard Alice talking and", "As a matter of fact Mr. Fortescue had not much ability to keep her\nsister, and a little while after her mother's death Ann Veronica", "appearances. He had quite enough to see to and worry about in the City\nwithout their doing things. He had no use for Ann Veronica; he had", "Ann Veronica regarded her sister with a new respect, but the traditions\nof family life are strong. \"I don't suppose you'll be able to do it\nmuch,\" said Ann Veronica.", "crown of his head. His name was Peter. He had had five children at\nirregular intervals, of whom Ann Veronica was the youngest, so that as", "\"Come home!\"\n\nAnn Veronica shrugged her shoulders.\n\n\"Very well,\" said her father.\n\n\"I think this ends the business,\" he said, turning to his sister.", "These convulsions occurred when Ann Veronica was about twelve. There\nwas a gulf of eight years between her and the youngest of her brace of", "They said no more for a moment, and each was now acutely aware of the\nother. Ann Veronica was excited and puzzled, with a sense of a strange", "When the next holidays came Ann Veronica's mother was ill, and Gwen was\nin the sick-room when Ann Veronica returned home. She was in one of her", "\"What are you doing?\" he asked.\n\n\"Nothing,\" said Ann Veronica, and stared over her shoulder out of the\nwindow.\n\n\"So am I.... Lassitude?\"", "The tired woman sat still for a moment. \"You haven't come here to make a\nlot of difficulties?\" she asked.\n\n\"No,\" said Ann Veronica, \"but I want to know.\"", "was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. It dealt with\nfine aspects of Mr. Manning's feelings, and as Ann Veronica's mind\nwas still largely engaged with fundamentals and found no pleasure in", "She had been weeping. She was weeping now. Ann Veronica was overcome by\nthis amount of emotion.\n\n\"Why did you do it?\" her aunt urged. \"Why could you not confide in us?\"", "Ann Veronica Stanley was twenty-one and a half years old. She had black\nhair, fine eyebrows, and a clear complexion; and the forces that had", "Ann Veronica remained anxious to hear more of her sister's story from\nher father's point of view, but he did not go on. Even so much allusion", "\"Six pounds. H'm. Got the tickets? Yes, but then--you said you\nborrowed?\"\n\n\"I did, too,\" said Ann Veronica.\n\n\"Who from?\"", "\"I've told you,\" he said.\n\n\"Very well,\" said Ann Veronica, with an air of concluding the\ndiscussion.\n\nThey walked side by side for a time." ] ]

[ "Where does Ann Veronica go to school?", "How much money does Ann borrow from Mr. Ramage?", "Who does Ann fall in love with in the biological laboratory?", "What does Capes do at the laboratory?", "Why does Ann abandon her studies?", "What new study does Ann move on to after leaving the laboratory?", "Who does Ann marry?", "Who does Ann love?", "Where is Ann's honeymoon?", "What does Mr. Stanley forbid Ann from attending?", "Where does Ann choose to live on her own?", "How does Ann pay for her bills without a job?", "Who does Ann fall in love with while attending college?", "What happens between Ann and Mr. Ramage that leads her to leave her studies?", "Why is Ann arrested and spend a month in prison?", "Where does Ann go after prison?", "What does Ann tell Capes?", "What is Capes response to what Ann tells him?", "How does the story resolve?", "What did Mr. Stanley's youngest child study?", "Why did Ann Veronica leave home?", "How long was Ann Veronica's stay in prison?", "Why did Ann Veronica break off her engagement to Hubert Manning?", "Why does Capes say that the relationship with Ann won't work?", "Where did Capes and Ann Veronica pend their honeymoon?", "What made Ann Veronica distraught enough to leave her shoolings at Central Imperial College?", "Why did Ann Veronica have to do business with Mr. Ramage?", "What career did Capes end up becoming after leaving his teaching career?", "How many siblings did Ann Veronica have?" ]

[ [ "Tredgold Women's College", "Central Imperial College." ], [ "40 pounds", "40 pounds." ], [ "Capes", "Capes." ], [ "He is the \"demonstrator\"", "he's a demonstrator" ], [ "Mr. Ramage tried to force himself on her.", "Dr. Ramage tried to force himself on her." ], [ "Women's sufferage", "Women's suffrage." ], [ "Hubert Manning", "Capes." ], [ "Capes", "Capes." ], [ "The Alps", "The Alps." ], [ "A fancy dress ball in London, during a crisis.", "A fancy dress ball in London." ], [ "An apartment somewhere along Hampstead Road.", "North London." ], [ "She borrows 40 pounds from Mr. Ramage, an older gentleman.", "She borrows money from Mr. Rampage." ], [ "Capes, the laboratory demonstrator.", "Capes." ], [ "Mr. Ramage tries to force himself on Ann because of the money he lent her.", "Mr. Rampage tries to force himself on her." ], [ "She joined the women suffragete movement and stormed parliament.", "She storms Parliament for women's suffrage." ], [ "Back to her father's home.", "Her father's house." ], [ "That she loves him.", "That she wants to be whatever she can be to him." ], [ "That he is already married and sulled by a love affair that went public, and the two can just be friends. ", "That they can only be friends." ], [ "With Ann and Caps happily together four years later with a child and Capes a successful playwright.", "Capes and Ann live together happily; having a baby and Ann reconciled with her family" ], [ "Biology", "biology" ], [ "Her father was too controlling. ", "because of her father's restrictions on her" ], [ "She spent a month in prison.", "a month" ], [ "She didn't love him.", "She was not in love with him." ], [ "Although he is separated from his wife, they are still married.", "He is married and has a sullied reputation." ], [ "In the Alps.", "The Alps." ], [ "Capes forced himself on her.", "Mr. Rampage tries to force her to have sex with him." ], [ "She needed to borrow money after not being able to find work.", "Because she could not find suitable employment and needed money." ], [ "He became a playwright.", "Playwright." ], [ "She had four siblings.", "Four." ] ]

[ [ "declined, but would not tell why, until Tom, pressing him for an\nanswer, learned that his father was planning a submarine boat, which he\nhoped to enter in some trials for Government prizes. Mr. Swift remained", "\"Hang it all!\" Tom heard Mr. Berg exclaim to himself. \"I wonder what\nthey can be up to? They won't enter the Government contests, and they", "\"But,\" went on Tom's father, \"since then certain matters have come up,\nand I think, on the whole, that we'll not compete for the prize after\nall.\"", "\"Well, what does he say?\" was the impatient question. \"I can't\nunderstand his not wanting to try for the Government prize. It is", "\"But, Tom, you forget that I am to enter my new ship in the trials for\nthe prize offered by the United States Government.\"\n\n\"How much is the prize if you win it?\" asked Tom.", "\"You come back with me, Tom,\" said his father. \"I want you to be a\nwitness to what he says. I'm not going to get into trouble with these\npeople.\"\n\nMr. Berg came to the point at once.", "\"There is no use going over that again,\" replied the aged inventor. \"I\nhave another object in view now than trying for the Government prize.", "Government prize, and I'm just as glad we're not going to have a\ncontest.\"", "\"Not now, Tom,\" said his father. \"I want you to help me. And I need\nMr. Sharp's help, too. Get the things out of the car, and we'll go to\nthe shop.\"", "\"Well,\" replied the lad, \"to be frank with you, we have abandoned our\nintention of trying for the Government prize.\"", "\"But they're too late!\" cried Tom excitedly. \"Let's tell them so.\"\n\n\"No,\" advised the captain. \"We don't want any trouble with them.\"", "\"I'm sorry,\" went on Tom more soberly. \"I shouldn't have spoken. Mr.\nBerg, the plans of my father and myself are such that we can't reveal", "\"Not a bit of it,\" replied the aged inventor. \"Tom,\" he added, \"I wish\nyou would go in the house and get me the roll of blueprints you'll find\non my desk.\"", "\"Fifty thousand dollars.\"\n\n\"Well, here's a chance to make three times that much at least, and\nmaybe more. Dad, let the Government prize go, and try for the treasure.\nWill you?\"", "Clearly the Wonder had given up the fight for the time being. In fact,\nshe had no weapon with which to respond to a fusillade from her rival.\nTom hastened forward and informed his father of what had happened.", "\"Not a sign, dad,\" replied Tom quickly. \"Everything was all right. We\nbrought the things you wanted. They're in the airship. Oh, but it was a\nfine trip. I'd like to take another right out to sea.\"", "\"Well, the reason Mr. Swift and his son don't care to try for the fifty\nthousand dollar prize is that they are after one of three hundred\nthousand dollars.\"", "\"We're safe now!\" cried Tom, helping his father to his cabin. \"They've\ngot too much to attend to themselves to follow us now, even if they\ncould. Shall we go ahead, Captain Weston?\"", "\"No, don't,\" pleaded Tom. \"I'll take care of Andy myself. I don't\nreally believe he knew how serious it was. I'll settle with him later,\nthough.\"", "for the Government prize. It is worth trying for I assure you--fifty\nthousand dollars. Besides, there is the possibility of selling a number\nof submarines to the United States. It's a fine prize.\"" ], [ "\"Well,\" concluded the senior member of the firm of submarine boat\nbuilders, \"if the Swifts are going after treasure, so can we. Come to", "\"Yes, Tom, I will,\" he finally decided. \"Going after the treasure will\nbe likely to afford us a better test of the submarine than would any\nGovernment tests. We'll try to locate the sunken Boldero.\"", "There was much excitement aboard the Advance. The submarine came to a\nstop in the water, while the treasure-seekers waited anxiously for what", "submarine. It was the Wonder. She was close at hand and was creeping up\non the Advance. But, what was more dangerous, she seemed to be slowly", "from the ports of the submarine. The appearance of the deep-water\nsharks gave them no concern, for they did not imagine the ugly\ncreatures would attack them. The treasure-seekers were more engrossed", "\"Hurrah!\" cried the lad, taking the paper from Mr. Sharp and waving it\nin the air. \"That's the stuff! Now for a search for the submarine\ntreasure!\"", "With her air tanks filled to their capacity, and Tom having seen that\nthe oxygen machine and other apparatus was in perfect working order,\nthe submarine was sent below on her search. Though they were in the", "\"If you want my opinion,\" remarked the sailor, \"I should say it was the\nother submarine--that of Berg and his friends--the Wonder. They've\nmanaged to fix up their craft and are after the gold.\"", "wreck, so that they could not come at the gold. It was decided, by\nmeans of motions, to at once transfer the treasure to the submarine. As", "\"You will be tried at once,\" said the admiral. \"I have examined your\nsubmarine and I find she carries two torpedo tubes. It is a wonder you\ndid not sink me at once.\"", "dollars in gold! My, what a lot of money! And to go after it in a\nsubmarine! It's as good as a story!\"", "Mr. Swift looked them over carefully, while Tom walked about examining\nthe submarine, for such was the queer craft that was contained in the", "\"Sunken treasure,\" explained Tom. \"There's a ship sunk off the coast of\nUruguay, with three hundred thousand dollars in gold bullion aboard.", "There came a flash of lightning, and in its glare Tom saw something\nthat caused him to cry out.\n\n\"Look!\" he shouted. \"The submarine. She's dragged her anchors!\"", "submarine were so excited over the finding of what they supposed was\nthe wreck containing the treasure, that they paid little attention to\nanything else.", "submarine, which they have no right to confiscate. But these fellows\nlook ugly enough for anything,\" he went on.", "\"No, it's nothing like that,\" explained Mr. Swift. \"Tom has merely\ndiscovered in the paper an account of a sunken treasure ship, and he\nwants us to go after it, down under the ocean.\"", "\"Well, I have just learned, most accidentally, that the Swifts are\ngoing after sunken treasure--three hundred thousand dollars in gold\nbullion.\"\n\n\"Sunken treasure? Where?", "Dad and I are going to try to recover that in our submarine. We're\ngoing to start day after to-morrow, and, if you like, you may go along.\"", "It was about four days after the disabling of the rival submarine, and\nthe Advance was speeding along about a mile and a half under water. Tom" ], [ "The captain, in his diffident manner, made friends at once with the\ntreasure-hunters, and he and Mr. Damon struck up quite an acquaintance.", "rise. Then, aided by Captain Weston and Mr. Damon, the young inventor\ncarried his father to a couch in the main cabin. Mr. Sharp took charge\nof the machinery.", "\"We'll hurry work on the ship,\" said Mr. Swift at length. \"Tom, I\nwonder if your friend, Mr. Damon, would care to try how it seems under\nwater? He stood the air trip fairly well.\"", "Mr. Damon divided his time between the forward pilot-room, the\nliving-apartment, and the place where Mr. Swift, Garret Jackson and Mr.", "\"Well, maybe after we get back from under the ocean,\" agreed Mr. Damon.\n\"I particularly like the cabin arrangements of the Advance. I think I\nshall enjoy myself.\"", "\"Don't worry,\" advised the aged inventor. \"It's got to come right\nsooner or later.\"\n\nJust then Mr. Damon, who had been wandering about the ship, entered the\nengine-room.", "\"Bless my soul! What's that?\" cried Mr. Damon. \"Have we hit something?\"\n\n\"Yes,\" answered Tom with a smile.\n\n\"What, for gracious sake?\"", "\"Silenceo!\" exclaimed the lieutenant, scowling at the odd character.\n\n\"Bless my spark plug! He's a regular fire-eater!\" went on Mr. Damon,\nwho appeared to have fully recovered his spirits.", "\"Bless my water ballast, but that certainly is a fine boat!\" cried Mr.\nDamon, when he had been shown over the new craft. \"I think I shall\nfeel even safer in that than in the Red Cloud.\"", "Mr. Swift taking his turn. Mr. Damon caught some large lobsters, of\nwhich he was very fond, or, rather, to be more correct, the lobsters", "\"Well,\" remarked Mr. Damon, as the submarine hurled herself forward\nthrough the ocean, \"I guess that firing party will have something else\nto do to-morrow morning besides aiming those rifles at us.\"", "\"What's the matter?\" asked Mr. Damon, seeing the young inventor was\nstrangely affected.\n\n\"That--that man,\" stammered the lad.", "was in the pilot house with Captain Weston, Mr. Damon was at his\nfavorite pastime of looking out of the glass side windows into the", "\"Well, how do you like it?\" asked Tom of Mr. Damon, as he saw his\nfriend in an easy chair in the living-room or main cabin of the craft,\nlooking out of one of the plate-glass windows on the side.", "the place as brilliant as could be desired, and the food, which Tom and\nMr. Damon prepared, was equal to any that could have been served on\nland. After the meal they opened the shutters over the windows in the", "Tom, Mr. Damon and Mr. Sharp sailed on, all unaware of this, and unable\nto account for being fired upon, until they accidentally read in the", "water,\" observed Mr Damon, who wandered about the submarine like the\nnervous person he was. \"Bless my shirt-studs! Can't we blow them up, or", "\"Yes, and I'll help,\" said Mr. Damon.\n\n\"And I,\" added Tom and the balloonist.", "Mr. Damon looked to this, while Mr. Swift and Mr. Sharp made some\nnecessary changes to the machinery. The next day the young inventor", "\"Bless my stars! Of all the scoundrelly!\" began Mr. Damon.\n\n\"Silenceo!\" shouted the lieutenant, waving his sword." ], [ "Tom signaled to Mr. Sharp in the engine-room, and in a few seconds the\nAdvance was speeding away from the island and the hostile vessel. Nor,", "As dusk settled down over the tropical sea, and as the shadows of the\ntrees on the little island lengthened, those on board the Advance", "Tom and the captain placed the explosive. Then the Advance was\nwithdrawn to a safe distance. There was a dull rumble, a great swirling", "\"All we'll have to do, Tom,\" he said, \"is to keep quiet about where we\nare going. Once we have the Advance afloat, and try her out, we can", "And well he might, for, not a hundred yards away, and nearer to the\nisland than was the Advance, floated another craft--another craft,", "\"The only thing I see to do is to sneak away unobserved, go as deep as\npossible, and make all haste for the wreck,\" advised the captain. \"They", "There was no doubt of it, the glow was growing less and less, and ten\nminutes later the Advance was speeding along through a sea as black as\nnight. Then, to avoid running into some wreck, it was necessary to turn\non the searchlight.", "It was easy to do this, as the Advance was hidden behind the wreck, and\nher lights were glowing but dimly. Then, too, those in the other", "Five minutes later the Advance sank from sight, the last glimpse Tom\nhad of Berg and his men being a sight of them standing on the deck of", "the Advance; but, though no one showed himself on the deck, Tom and his\nfriends had no doubt but that their enemies were closely watching them.", "When the Advance reached the secluded creek where she had been\nlaunched, her passengers had fully recovered from their terrible\nexperience, though the nerves of Mr. Swift and Mr. Damon were not at\nease for some days thereafter.", "Faster shot the Advance through the water. She had started on her way\nto get the gold from the sunken wreck, but already enemies were on the\ntrail of the adventurers, for the ship the sailor had noticed was\nsteaming after them.", "The Advance was much closer to the warship than she had been that\nafternoon. Captain Weston looked over the side.", "outlines of the other boat, those aboard the Advance rightly concluded\nthat their rivals were unable to see them.", "Advance shot down toward the bottom of the sea. At the same time the\nyoung inventor signaled to Captain Weston to notify those in the\nengine-room to put on a little more speed. The Advance fairly leaped", "They tried it. The Advance was sent up until her conning tower was out\nof the water, and then she was suddenly forced down until she was but a", "It was about four days after the disabling of the rival submarine, and\nthe Advance was speeding along about a mile and a half under water. Tom", "At first he could make out nothing save the swirl and boiling of the\nsea, caused by the progress of the Advance through it. But suddenly, as", "\"Come on,\" proposed Tom in a low voice, for sounds carry very easily\nover water. \"Let's go below and skip out while we have a chance. They\ncan't follow now, and we can get to the sunken treasure ahead of them.\"", "On came the Wonder, nearer and nearer. Her speed was rapidly\nincreasing. Suddenly she bumped the Advance, and then, as if it was an\nunavoidable accident, the rear submarine sheered off to one side." ], [ "\"You will be shot,\" proceeded the admiral. \"Is not that the verdict of\nthe honorable court?\" he asked, looking at his fellow officers. They\nall nodded gravely.", "\"I shall confiscate your craft for my government,\" went on the admiral,\n\"and shall punish you as the court-martial may direct. You will be\ntried at once.\"", "\"You have a fine craft,\" he said to the prisoners. \"Or, rather, you had\none. My government now owns it. It seems a pity to shoot such good boat\nbuilders, but you are too dangerous to be allowed to go.\"", "\"All we'll have to do, Tom,\" he said, \"is to keep quiet about where we\nare going. Once we have the Advance afloat, and try her out, we can", "Advance shot down toward the bottom of the sea. At the same time the\nyoung inventor signaled to Captain Weston to notify those in the\nengine-room to put on a little more speed. The Advance fairly leaped", "available. They must stay in the craft and die a miserable death--unless\nthe machinery could be repaired and the Advance sent to the surface.\nThe emergency expanding lifting tank was not yet in working order.", "that score. You will be shot within three days. That is all. Remove\nthe prisoners.\"", "\"Once I get aboard the Advance twenty of those brown-skinned villains\nwon't keep me prisoner,\" declared Captain Weston fiercely. \"If we can", "There was no doubt of it, the glow was growing less and less, and ten\nminutes later the Advance was speeding along through a sea as black as\nnight. Then, to avoid running into some wreck, it was necessary to turn\non the searchlight.", "Tom and the captain placed the explosive. Then the Advance was\nwithdrawn to a safe distance. There was a dull rumble, a great swirling", "\"Get ready,\" ordered Mr. Swift. \"Tom, see that the ropes are all\nclear,\" for it had been decided to ease the Advance down into the water", "The Advance was much closer to the warship than she had been that\nafternoon. Captain Weston looked over the side.", "\"Have some sort of a court-martial, perhaps,\" went on the captain, \"and\nconfiscate our craft. Then they will send us back home, I expect for\nthey would not dare harm us.\"", "\"The Advance.\"\n\n\"Good name. I like it, if you don't mind speaking of it.\"\n\n\"We were afraid you wouldn't like it,\" commented Tom.", "They tried it. The Advance was sent up until her conning tower was out\nof the water, and then she was suddenly forced down until she was but a", "\"You will be tried at once,\" said the admiral. \"I have examined your\nsubmarine and I find she carries two torpedo tubes. It is a wonder you\ndid not sink me at once.\"", "the Advance; but, though no one showed himself on the deck, Tom and his\nfriends had no doubt but that their enemies were closely watching them.", "There was much excitement aboard the Advance. The submarine came to a\nstop in the water, while the treasure-seekers waited anxiously for what", "\"But they're too late!\" cried Tom excitedly. \"Let's tell them so.\"\n\n\"No,\" advised the captain. \"We don't want any trouble with them.\"", "machinery, and so far found that it had not been injured. A further\ninspection showed that no damage had been done by the foreign guard\nthat had been in temporary possession of the Advance, though the" ], [ "San Paulo as it drifted nearer and nearer under the influence of the\nmighty wind. As one bright flash came he saw Admiral Fanchetti and", "At first he could make out nothing save the swirl and boiling of the\nsea, caused by the progress of the Advance through it. But suddenly, as", "There was no doubt of it, the glow was growing less and less, and ten\nminutes later the Advance was speeding along through a sea as black as\nnight. Then, to avoid running into some wreck, it was necessary to turn\non the searchlight.", "By this time the small boat was under the big guns of the San Paulo,\nand the prisoners were ordered, in broken English, to mount a companion", "Then came a violent tossing of the Advance; the waves were becoming\nhigher as they caught the full force of the hurricane. It took but an", "and a guard of sailors, all armed, was placed near them. From where\nthey were they could see their submarine floating on the surface of the\nlittle bay, with several Brazilians on the small deck. The Advance had", "All that night they speeded forward, and the next day, rising to the\nsurface to take an observation, they found no traces of the storm,", "\"It's the San Paulo that's dragging her anchors, not the submarine!\" he\nshouted. \"We're bearing down on her! We must act quickly. Come on,\nwe'll lower the boat!\"", "As dusk settled down over the tropical sea, and as the shadows of the\ntrees on the little island lengthened, those on board the Advance", "The surface was soon reached, and then, under fair skies, and on a calm\nsea, the voyage home was begun. Part of the time the Advance sailed on\nthe top, and part of the time submerged.", "Advance shot down toward the bottom of the sea. At the same time the\nyoung inventor signaled to Captain Weston to notify those in the\nengine-room to put on a little more speed. The Advance fairly leaped", "The Advance came to a stop. In front of her loomed the great bulk of\nthe Boldero, vague and shadowy in the flickering gleam of the", "With a bound the Advance reached the top. Tom frantically worked the\nworm gear that opened the tower. In rushed the fresh, life-giving air,\nand the treasure-hunters filled their lungs with it.", "Tom and the captain placed the explosive. Then the Advance was\nwithdrawn to a safe distance. There was a dull rumble, a great swirling", "and any object moving through it can plainly be seen. It was so with\nthe Advance. The motion she made in shooting forward, and the\nundulations caused by her submersion, seemed to start into activity the", "When the Advance reached the secluded creek where she had been\nlaunched, her passengers had fully recovered from their terrible\nexperience, though the nerves of Mr. Swift and Mr. Damon were not at\nease for some days thereafter.", "as they reached the deck the rain dashed into their faces with such\nviolence that they could hardly see. But they were aware that something\nhad occurred. By the light of several lanterns swaying in the terrific", "A moment later the powerful electric currents were flowing into the\nforward and aft plates, and the Advance began to gather way, forging\nthrough the water.", "They leaped to the small deck, casting the rowboat adrift. It was the\nwork of but a moment to open the conning tower. As they started to\ndescend they were met by several Brazilians coming up.", "submarine rise out of the water, almost under the prow of the San\nPaulo. It was assumed that the Advance had tried to wreck the warship," ], [ "sea wolves darted quickly at them. Tom glanced at the captain. What\ncould they do? Strong as were the diving suits, a combined attack by", "from the ports of the submarine. The appearance of the deep-water\nsharks gave them no concern, for they did not imagine the ugly\ncreatures would attack them. The treasure-seekers were more engrossed", "rocks, crawled great spider crabs, big eels and other odd creatures\nseldom seen on the surface of the water. The three divers found no", "neighborhood of the wreck, the adventurers might still have to do\nconsiderable searching before locating it. Lower and lower they sank\ninto the depths of the sea, down and down, until they were deeper than", "Slowly they approached the wreck, and began a circuit of her. They\ncould see several places where the pressure of the water, and the", "must have been frightened. As the two turned to make their way back to\nthe submarine, the waters about them seemed alive with the horrible\nmonsters.", "searchlight. As the gold-seekers looked at her through the bull's-eyes\nof the conning tower, several great forms emerged from beneath the\nwreck's bows.", "assisting them to walk on the bed of the ocean, and as a protection in\ncase the sharks might attack them. Entering the diving chamber, they\nwere shut in, and then water was admitted until the pressure was seen,", "climb the sides of the wreck, and it will be impossible to lower her\nladder over the side. However, I think we had better get into the\ndiving suits and take a closer look. We can walk around her.\"", "Walking slowly along the bottom of the sea the four gold-seekers\napproached the wreck. They looked on all sides for a sight of the", "The two shrank closer toward the wreck. They might get under the prow\nof that and be safe. But even as they started to move, several of the", "The captain and the young inventor lost no time in donning the diving\nsuits. They each took a heavy metal bar, pointed at one end, to use in", "water, and as they turned on the small electric lights in their\nhelmets, which lights were fed by storage batteries fastened to the\ndiving suits, they saw the fish, big and little, swarm up to them,", "The sea was crimsoned with blood, and the savage creature, opening its\nmouth, let go of the captain. It turned on Tom, who again harpooned it.", "Great fish swam about them, sometimes racing with the Advance. The\nadventurers beheld great ocean caverns, and skirted immense rocks,", "\"The wreck! The wreck!\" he cried, his voice ringing through the craft\nfrom end to end. \"We've found the wreck at last!\"", "It needed but a glance to show what they were, Sharks! Scores of them,\nlong, black ones, with their ugly, undershot mouths. They had been", "caught him. When he entered the diving chamber there were four fine\nones clinging to different parts of his diving suit. Some of them were\nserved for dinner.", "For a few minutes after reaching the wreck, which had so occupied their\nthoughts for the past weeks, the adventurers did nothing but gaze at it", "\"Yes, get out the diving suits,\" added Mr. Damon. \"Bless my\nwatch-charm, I think I'll chance it in one myself! Do you think the\nsharks are all gone, Captain Weston?\"" ], [ "and that she had three hundred thousand dollars in gold aboard. The\nonly thing he didn't know was where the wreck was located. He knew it", "raising the vessel, but it is feared that no part of the three hundred\nthousand dollars in gold bullion which she carried will ever be\nrecovered. Expert divers who were taken to the scene of the wreck state", "\"Sunken treasure,\" explained Tom. \"There's a ship sunk off the coast of\nUruguay, with three hundred thousand dollars in gold bullion aboard.", "Walking slowly along the bottom of the sea the four gold-seekers\napproached the wreck. They looked on all sides for a sight of the", "wreck, so that they could not come at the gold. It was decided, by\nmeans of motions, to at once transfer the treasure to the submarine. As", "They had gone nearly around the wreck now, and as yet had seen no way\nin which to get at the gold. As they passed around the bow, which was", "\"The wreck! The wreck!\" he cried, his voice ringing through the craft\nfrom end to end. \"We've found the wreck at last!\"", "the chance of getting a much larger one. We have as much right to\nsearch for the sunken gold as the Swifts have. Come here at once, and\nwe will make our plans.\"", "\"This: We'll race you for it. The first one to arrive will have the\nright to search the wreck for the gold bullion. Is that fair? Do you\nagree to it?\"", "\"Well, I have just learned, most accidentally, that the Swifts are\ngoing after sunken treasure--three hundred thousand dollars in gold\nbullion.\"\n\n\"Sunken treasure? Where?", "first comer, and whoever gets there first can take the gold from the\nwreck. We intend to be there first, but we'll be fair with you.\"", "There, packed in layers, were small yellow bars; dull, gleaming, yellow\nbars! It needed but a glance to show that they were gold bullion. Tom", "anticipate much trouble in getting out the gold, once we reach the\nwreck of course--\"", "concerning the recovery of the gold. He offered to divide with the\nactual owners, after he and his friends had been paid for their\nservices, but as the revolutionary party to whom the bullion was", "They did so, spending all the rest of the day in the wreck, save for a\nshort interval for dinner. But no gold rewarded their search.", "place, and then I'll tell you all I know. Sufficient now, to say that I\nbelieve I have located the wreck within a few miles. I got on the track", "\"Oh, yes. I came prepared for emergencies.\"\n\n\"Then we'll blow up the wreck and get at the gold.\"\n\n\n\n\nChapter Twenty-Four", "Faster shot the Advance through the water. She had started on her way\nto get the gold from the sunken wreck, but already enemies were on the\ntrail of the adventurers, for the ship the sailor had noticed was\nsteaming after them.", "had found the treasure. The lad tried to dance around there in the\ncabin of the wreck, nearly three miles below the surface of the ocean,\nbut the pressure of water was too much for him. Their trip had been", "can only walk around the wreck of the Boldero that way, we'll have all\nthe gold out of her in no time. There are no life-lines nor air-hose to" ], [ "his friend, Ned Newton. It was early evening, and the close of a\nbeautiful day, a sharp shower in the morning having cooled the air.", "Before Tom could reply the auto had turned a corner. Disgusted and\nangry, he tried to sop up some of the muddy water with his\nhandkerchief. While thus engaged he heard his name called, and looked\nup to see Ned Newton.", "Tom helped him take it to the bank. As they were making perhaps the\nlargest single deposit ever put in the institution, Ned Newton came out.", "aided, however, by his chum, Ned Newton, who worked in the Shopton\nBank, and also by Mr. Damon and Eradicate Sampson, an aged colored", "\"That? Oh, that was Andy Foger's new car,\" answered Ned. \"He's been\nbreaking the speed laws every day lately, but no one seems to bother", "\"I guess Ned must be home,\" thought our hero as he looked in vain for\nhis chum among the throng on the streets. \"I've got time to take a\nstroll down to his house.\"", "\"Oh, of course,\" replied Ned with a laugh. \"Give Miss Nestor my\nregards,\" and at this Tom blushed still more. But, as he said, that was\nhis own affair.", "\"That's enough,\" retorted Ned. \"I can guess the rest. We'll have to\ntar and feather him some day, and ride him out of town on a rail. I'd", "to me about you, Ned. I find that you have been very faithful. You are\nhereby appointed assistant cashier, and of course you will get a much\nlarger salary.\"", "\"I have some good news for you, Ned,\" said Mr. Prendergast, while Tom\nsmiled. \"Mr. Swift er--ahem--one of our largest depositors, has spoken", "\"What have you been doing while I've been under water, Ned?\" asked the\nyoung inventor.\n\n\"Oh, the same old thing. Running errands and doing all sorts of work in\nthe bank.\"", "the way to the Swift home, which had been entered by thieves, Tom, his\nfather and Ned Newton, saw a balloon on fire over the lake. Hanging", "Ned could hardly believe it, but he knew then what Tom had whispered to\nMr. Swift. The wishes of a depositor who brings much gold bullion to a\nbank can hardly be ignored.", "\"Well, Tom, I certainly appreciate what you did for me in getting me a\nbetter position,\" remarked Ned as they left the drug store. \"I was", "\"Me? Oh, I'm all right; only a trifle nervous. I called at your house\nin Shopton yesterday, and Eradicate told me, as well as he could, where", "Tom had a sudden idea. He whispered to his father and Mr. Swift nodded.\nA little later he was closeted with Mr. Prendergast, the bank\npresident. It was not long before Ned and Tom were called in.", "\"Come on out and have some soda,\" invited Tom, and when Ned looked\ninquiringly at the president, the latter nodded an assent.", "He looked up, and saw a car careening along. At the wheel was the\nred-haired bully, Andy Foger, and in the tonneau were Sam Snedecker and\nPete Bailey.", "\"What's the matter?\" asked Mr. Damon, seeing the young inventor was\nstrangely affected.\n\n\"That--that man,\" stammered the lad.", "As the lad neared the cottage he saw, standing in front of the place, a\nsmall automobile. A man had just descended from it, and it needed but a\nglance to show that he was Mr. Addison Berg." ], [ "declined, but would not tell why, until Tom, pressing him for an\nanswer, learned that his father was planning a submarine boat, which he\nhoped to enter in some trials for Government prizes. Mr. Swift remained", "\"Yes, we can't tell until it's in the water,\" conceded Tom. \"But I\nhope it does. Dad has spent much time and money on it.\"", "Following his father and the stranger whom the aged inventor had\naddressed as Mr. Berg, Tom and Mr. Sharp entered the house, the lad\nhaving first made sure that Garret Jackson was on guard in the shop\nthat contained the submarine.", "\"He has, eh?\" remarked Tom, while a curious look came into his eyes.\n\"Well, maybe I can build one that will beat his.\"", "\"You--are going to--\" stammered Tom, and then he concluded it would be\nbest not to say anything. But his talk had been heard inside the\nsubmarine. His father came to the foot of the conning tower stairway.", "There was a hum and whir in the body of the ship beneath the feet of\nTom and his father. Captain Weston stood on the little deck near the\nconning tower.", "His advent was most auspicious, for Tom and his father were then\nengaged in perfecting an airship, and Mr. Sharp was able to lend them\nhis skill, so that the craft was soon constructed.", "\"Not now, Tom,\" said his father. \"I want you to help me. And I need\nMr. Sharp's help, too. Get the things out of the car, and we'll go to\nthe shop.\"", "\"They know we're after a sunken wreck, but that's all they do know,\"\nsaid Tom's father. \"We are only waiting for the arrival of Captain", "\"Not a sign, dad,\" replied Tom quickly. \"Everything was all right. We\nbrought the things you wanted. They're in the airship. Oh, but it was a\nfine trip. I'd like to take another right out to sea.\"", "\"And I heard you,\" interrupted Tom.\n\n\"Is this one of your employees?\" asked Mr. Berg in rather frigid tones.\n\n\"That is my son,\" replied Mr. Swift.", "The captain's remark was not finished. From the engine-room there came\na startled shout:\n\n\"Tom! Tom! Your father is hurt! Come here, quick!\"", "closed the Conning tower. No lights were turned on, as they did not\nwant their movements to be seen, but Tom, his father and Mr. Sharp took\ntheir positions near the various machines and apparatus, ready to open", "For an hour or more the inventor, his son and the others, worked away.\nThey could accomplish nothing. Tom looked anxiously at his parent when\nthe latter paused in his efforts.", "\"I'm sorry,\" went on Tom more soberly. \"I shouldn't have spoken. Mr.\nBerg, the plans of my father and myself are such that we can't reveal", "\"To whom are you speaking, Tom?\" he asked.\n\n\"They're here, dad,\" was the youth's answer.\n\n\"Here? Who are here?\"", "For Tom Swift was an inventor, second in ability only to his father,\nand his advice was often sought by his parent on matters of electrical\nconstruction, for the lad had made a specialty of that branch of\nscience.", "\"You may,\" exclaimed Tom quickly; \"but I don't believe we can tell you.\nThey're a secret,\" he added more cordially.", "Clearly the Wonder had given up the fight for the time being. In fact,\nshe had no weapon with which to respond to a fusillade from her rival.\nTom hastened forward and informed his father of what had happened.", "Tom had a sudden idea. He whispered to his father and Mr. Swift nodded.\nA little later he was closeted with Mr. Prendergast, the bank\npresident. It was not long before Ned and Tom were called in." ], [ "submarine. It was the Wonder. She was close at hand and was creeping up\non the Advance. But, what was more dangerous, she seemed to be slowly", "It was about four days after the disabling of the rival submarine, and\nthe Advance was speeding along about a mile and a half under water. Tom", "Mr. Swift looked them over carefully, while Tom walked about examining\nthe submarine, for such was the queer craft that was contained in the", "There came a flash of lightning, and in its glare Tom saw something\nthat caused him to cry out.\n\n\"Look!\" he shouted. \"The submarine. She's dragged her anchors!\"", "The submarine was put about and headed for her dock. On the way she\npassed a small steamer, and the passengers looked down in wonder at the\nstrange craft.", "\"Send her down, Tom,\" called his father, and with a hiss the water\nentered the tanks. The submarine quickly sank below the surface, aided\nby the deflecting rudder.", "Chapter Two\n\nFinishing the Submarine", "There was much excitement aboard the Advance. The submarine came to a\nstop in the water, while the treasure-seekers waited anxiously for what", "The speed of the submarine was reduced, and in a short time the strange\nsteamer had overhauled her, coming to within hailing distance.", "On and on went the submarine. She behaved perfectly, and was under\nexcellent control. Some times Tom, at the request of his father, would", "They arrived at the coast much sooner than they had dared to hope, the\nRed Cloud proving herself a veritable wonder.\n\nThe remainder of that day, and part of the next, was spent in working\non the submarine.", "The submarine planned by Mr. Swift and Tom jointly, and constructed by\nthem, with the aid of Mr. Sharp and Mr. Jackson, was shaped like a", "Amid a crash of thunder and dazzling flashes of lightning, the\nsubmarine began to sink. Tom, in the conning tower had a sight of the", "With her air tanks filled to their capacity, and Tom having seen that\nthe oxygen machine and other apparatus was in perfect working order,\nthe submarine was sent below on her search. Though they were in the", "\"Positive,\" answered the lad. The submarine was slowing up now, and Tom\nsent her around on the other side. They had a good view of the sunken", "Lower and lower sank the submarine. There was a swirling and foaming of\nthe water as she went down, caused by the air bubbles which the craft", "The powerful searchlight was turned, so as to send its beams along the\npath which the submarine was to follow, and then, as she gathered\nspeed, she shot ahead, gliding through the waters like a fish.", "\"Well,\" remarked Mr. Damon, as the submarine hurled herself forward\nthrough the ocean, \"I guess that firing party will have something else\nto do to-morrow morning besides aiming those rifles at us.\"", "\"What, the name?\"\n\n\"No, the idea of going in a submarine.\"", "\"All aboard, then,\" ordered Mr. Swift, and they went into the\nsubmarine. Tom and his father, with Captain Weston, remained in the" ], [ "for the Government prize. It is worth trying for I assure you--fifty\nthousand dollars. Besides, there is the possibility of selling a number\nof submarines to the United States. It's a fine prize.\"", "government prize. It will be for the sunken gold.\"", "\"Fifty thousand dollars.\"\n\n\"Well, here's a chance to make three times that much at least, and\nmaybe more. Dad, let the Government prize go, and try for the treasure.\nWill you?\"", "\"Eh? What's that?\" exclaimed Mr. Berg. \"You don't mean to say another\ngovernment has offered a larger prize? If I had known that I would not", "Government prize, and I'm just as glad we're not going to have a\ncontest.\"", "\"But, Tom, you forget that I am to enter my new ship in the trials for\nthe prize offered by the United States Government.\"\n\n\"How much is the prize if you win it?\" asked Tom.", "\"Well, the reason Mr. Swift and his son don't care to try for the fifty\nthousand dollar prize is that they are after one of three hundred\nthousand dollars.\"", "\"Three hundred thousand dollars!\" cried Mr. Bentley. \"What government\nis going to offer such a prize as that for submarines, when they are", "\"Well, what does he say?\" was the impatient question. \"I can't\nunderstand his not wanting to try for the Government prize. It is", "\"Oh, that's so. I'd forgotten about it. He's going to try for the\nGovernment prize, isn't he? But tell me more about it. Bless my", "Philadelphia at once, Mr. Berg, and we'll talk this matter over. There\nis no time to lose. We can afford to forego the Government prize for", "welcome competition. But I am very much surprised that you are not\ngoing to compete for the prize, Mr. Swift. Very much surprised, indeed!\nYou see, I came down from Philadelphia to arrange so that we could both", "\"I said I wasn't quite sure that we would compete,\" went on Mr. Swift.\n\"You see, when I first got this idea for a submarine boat I had it in\nmind to try for the Government prize of fifty thousand dollars.\"", "them now. We are going to try for a prize, but not in competition with\nyou. It's an entirely different matter.\"", "\"You see we also concluded to give up the trial for the Government\nprize, Mr. Swift. We decided there was more money in something else.", "\"Very good,\" was the other's stiff reply. \"Then I will bid you good\nnight. We shall carry off the Government prize, but permit me to add", "\"Not going to try for it? Bless my slippers! Why not? Isn't fifty\nthousand dollars worth striving for? And, with the kind of a submarine\nyou say you have, you ought to be able to win.\"", "\"Not compete for the prize?\" almost shouted the agent for Bentley &\nEagert. \"Why, the idea! You ought to compete. It is good for the trade.", "\"Yes, probably we could win,\" admitted the young inventor, \"but we are\ngoing to try for a better prize.\"\n\n\"A better one? I don't understand.\"", "that, if this account is true. Yes, we might try for it. But we'd have\nto omit the Government contests.\"" ], [ "It was when returning from one of these trips that Tom brought with him\nthe paper containing an account of the wreck of the Boldero and the\nsinking of the treasure she carried.", "recovering the steamship Boldero, which foundered and went down off\nthat coast in the recent gale. Not only has all hope been abandoned of", "\"Yes, Tom, I will,\" he finally decided. \"Going after the treasure will\nbe likely to afford us a better test of the submarine than would any\nGovernment tests. We'll try to locate the sunken Boldero.\"", "\"Did he want to know where the wreck of the Boldero was located?\"\ncontinued the lad. \"That is, did he try to discover if you knew\nanything about it?\"", "\"I say he won't have any trouble locating the sunken Boldero,\" repeated\nTom.", "of a sailor who had met one of the shipwrecked crew of the Boldero, and\nhe gave me valuable information. Now tell me about the craft we are\ngoing in. A good deal depends on that.\"", "\"That's the Boldero, all right,\" affirmed Captain Weston. \"I recognize\nher, even if the name wasn't on her bow. Go right down on the bottom,", "\"Sunken treasure,\" explained Tom. \"There's a ship sunk off the coast of\nUruguay, with three hundred thousand dollars in gold bullion aboard.", "can only walk around the wreck of the Boldero that way, we'll have all\nthe gold out of her in no time. There are no life-lines nor air-hose to", "\"Yes, he and I talked considerable, if I may be permitted to say so,\"\nwent on the captain. \"He seemed to know about the wreck of the Boldero,", "the remains of the Boldero, for a misty shape loomed up in front of the\nsubmarine, and he signaled for a quick stop. It was a wreck, but it had", "He steered the Advance so as to circle it. As he swept past the bows he\nsaw in big letters near the sharp prow the word, Boldero.", "have to look elsewhere for the sinews of war. Besides the bullion the\nship also carried several cases of rifles, it is stated, and other\nvaluable cargo. The crew and what few passengers the Boldero carried", "been on the ocean bed for a score of years, and only a few timbers\nremained of what had been a great ship. Much disappointed, Tom rang for\nfull speed ahead again, and the current was sent into the great", "\"Well, not many. You see, the Boldero was abandoned in a storm, and the\ncaptain did not take very careful observations. As nearly as it can be", "and that she had three hundred thousand dollars in gold aboard. The\nonly thing he didn't know was where the wreck was located. He knew it", "\"They know we're after a sunken wreck, but that's all they do know,\"\nsaid Tom's father. \"We are only waiting for the arrival of Captain", "\"What do I think of it? Why, I think it's too bad for the\nrevolutionists, Tom, of course.\"\n\n\"No; I mean about the treasure being still on board the ship. What\nabout that?\"", "\"No, it's nothing like that,\" explained Mr. Swift. \"Tom has merely\ndiscovered in the paper an account of a sunken treasure ship, and he\nwants us to go after it, down under the ocean.\"", "\"Because we're after that treasure as well as you,\" was the bold reply.\n\"You have no exclusive right to it. The sunken ship is awaiting the" ], [ "In the third volume, called \"Tom Swift and His Airship,\" there was set\ndown the doings of the young inventor, Mr. Sharp and Mr. Damon on a", "It was the voice of Mr. Sharp. Then followed the tones of the aged\ninventor.\n\n\"My poor boy! Tom, are you still alive?\"", "Tom Swift lived with his father, Barton Swift, in the village of\nShopton, New York. The Swift home was on the outskirts of the town, and", "\"He seems to have it in for this Tom Swift,\" Mr. Berg went on, still\ntalking to himself, though not so low but that Tom could hear him. \"I", "On their return, however, and after the bank mystery had been cleared\nup, Tom and Mr. Sharp, aided Mr. Swift in completing the submarine,", "Following his father and the stranger whom the aged inventor had\naddressed as Mr. Berg, Tom and Mr. Sharp entered the house, the lad\nhaving first made sure that Garret Jackson was on guard in the shop\nthat contained the submarine.", "His advent was most auspicious, for Tom and his father were then\nengaged in perfecting an airship, and Mr. Sharp was able to lend them\nhis skill, so that the craft was soon constructed.", "better acquainted with them. Those of you who have read the previous\nvolumes of this series do not need to be told who Tom Swift is. Others,\nhowever, may be glad to have a proper introduction to him.", "\"Nothing much, Mr. Swift,\" was the calm reply \"I think that was Tom and\nMr. Sharp in their airship, that's all. I didn't see it, but the noise\nsounded like that of the Red Cloud.\"", "\"And I heard you,\" interrupted Tom.\n\n\"Is this one of your employees?\" asked Mr. Berg in rather frigid tones.\n\n\"That is my son,\" replied Mr. Swift.", "\"I'm Tom Swift,\" the owner of that name said, \"and I have been sent to\nshow you the way to where our ship is ready to launch.\" The young", "In the first volume of this series, entitled \"Tom Swift and His\nMotor-Cycle,\" it was told how he became acquainted with Mr. Wakefield", "added quickly, catching sight of Tom's father, who, with Mr. Sharp, was\ncoming to meet the lad.", "For Tom Swift was an inventor, second in ability only to his father,\nand his advice was often sought by his parent on matters of electrical\nconstruction, for the lad had made a specialty of that branch of\nscience.", "Tom was fully himself the next day, and aided his father and Mr. Sharp\nin putting the finishing touches to the Advance. It was found that some", "\"I know a better way to get even with them than that,\" said Mr. Sharp.\n\n\"How?\" asked Tom eagerly.", "It was while in his motor-boat, Arrow, that Tom formed the acquaintance\nof John Sharp, a veteran balloonist. While coming down Lake Carlopa on", "\"I think Tom and Captain Weston had better go,\" suggested Mr. Swift.\n\"Then, in case anything happens, Mr. Sharp, you and I will be on board\nto manage matters.\"", "Racing to the engine-room, Tom saw his parent doubled up over a dynamo,\nwhile to one side, his hand on a copper switch, stood Mr. Sharp.\n\n\"What's the matter?\" shouted the lad.", "from a trapeze on it was Mr. Sharp, who had made an ascension from a\nfair ground. By hard work on the part of Tom and his friends the" ], [ "Faster shot the Advance through the water. She had started on her way\nto get the gold from the sunken wreck, but already enemies were on the\ntrail of the adventurers, for the ship the sailor had noticed was\nsteaming after them.", "There was much excitement aboard the Advance. The submarine came to a\nstop in the water, while the treasure-seekers waited anxiously for what", "to the rear of the other, the better to keep sight of her, and though\nthe Advance was run to her limit of speed, her rival could not be\nshaken off. Clearly the Wonder was a speedy craft.", "Advance shot down toward the bottom of the sea. At the same time the\nyoung inventor signaled to Captain Weston to notify those in the\nengine-room to put on a little more speed. The Advance fairly leaped", "they depended to pilot them to the sunken treasure was slipping away,\nword was given to follow. The ship of Berg and his employers shot after\nthe Advance.", "The Advance was much closer to the warship than she had been that\nafternoon. Captain Weston looked over the side.", "available forced into the forward and aft plates, the Advance surged\nthrough the water, about ten feet below the surface. But the Wonder\nkept after her, giving her knot for knot. The course of the leading", "and that she had three hundred thousand dollars in gold aboard. The\nonly thing he didn't know was where the wreck was located. He knew it", "\"We'll do as we please,\" shouted the third member of the trio on the\ndeck of the other boat, which, as Tom could see, was named the Wonder.\n\"We intend to get that gold if we can.\"", "And well he might, for, not a hundred yards away, and nearer to the\nisland than was the Advance, floated another craft--another craft,", "\"This: We'll race you for it. The first one to arrive will have the\nright to search the wreck for the gold bullion. Is that fair? Do you\nagree to it?\"", "He steered the Advance so as to circle it. As he swept past the bows he\nsaw in big letters near the sharp prow the word, Boldero.", "They had gone nearly around the wreck now, and as yet had seen no way\nin which to get at the gold. As they passed around the bow, which was", "Forward shot the Advance under water, the powerful electrical plates\npulling and pushing her on the way to secure the sunken gold.", "There was no doubt of it, the glow was growing less and less, and ten\nminutes later the Advance was speeding along through a sea as black as\nnight. Then, to avoid running into some wreck, it was necessary to turn\non the searchlight.", "while Mr. Sharp and Mr. Damon carried the bullion to the diving chamber\nof the Advance. They put the yellow bars inside, and when quite a", "It was about four days after the disabling of the rival submarine, and\nthe Advance was speeding along about a mile and a half under water. Tom", "wreck, so that they could not come at the gold. It was decided, by\nmeans of motions, to at once transfer the treasure to the submarine. As", "was to follow. Would they be rammed again? This time, stationary as\nthey were, and with the other boat coming swiftly on, a hole might be\nstove through the Advance, in spite of her powerful sides.", "the chance of getting a much larger one. We have as much right to\nsearch for the sunken gold as the Swifts have. Come here at once, and\nwe will make our plans.\"" ], [ "\"Seize them, men!\" cried the gold-laced officer again, and this time he\nand his fellows, including the crew, crowded so closely around Tom and", "Tom and the captain placed the explosive. Then the Advance was\nwithdrawn to a safe distance. There was a dull rumble, a great swirling", "There was a rush of Brazilians toward the group of prisoners. Tom\ncaught one with a blow on the chin, and felled him, while Captain", "That night they were several hundred miles on their journey, for the\ncraft was speedy, and leaving Tom and Captain Weston to take the first\nwatch, the others went to bed.", "The day passed slowly, and though the prisoners seemed to be allowed\nconsiderable liberty, they soon found that it was only apparent. Once\nTom walked some distance from that portion of the deck where he and the", "There, not one hundred yards away, was a great warship, flying a flag\nwhich, in a moment, Tom recognized as that of Brazil. The cruiser was", "At another command from the officer, who was addressed as Admiral\nFanchetti, several of the sailors began to lead Tom and his friends\ntoward the small boat.", "\"But they're too late!\" cried Tom excitedly. \"Let's tell them so.\"\n\n\"No,\" advised the captain. \"We don't want any trouble with them.\"", "Tom, Mr. Damon and Mr. Sharp sailed on, all unaware of this, and unable\nto account for being fired upon, until they accidentally read in the", "\"We're safe now!\" cried Tom, helping his father to his cabin. \"They've\ngot too much to attend to themselves to follow us now, even if they\ncould. Shall we go ahead, Captain Weston?\"", "Admiral Fanchetti and several others of the gold-laced officers\nremained aboard the submarine, while Tom and his friends were hustled\ninto the small boat and rowed toward the warship.", "The sea was crimsoned with blood, and the savage creature, opening its\nmouth, let go of the captain. It turned on Tom, who again harpooned it.", "\"Luckily there's no moon,\" remarked Captain Weston, as he took his\nplace beside Tom. \"Once below the surface and we can defy them to find", "\"Here they come!\" cried Captain Weston. \"They're going to ram us again!\"\n\n\"Then I'm going to fire on them!\" declared Tom savagely.", "\"Something's happened!\" yelled Tom. The prisoners gathered in a\nfrightened group in the middle of the cabin. The cries were repeated,\nand then came a rush of feet just outside the cabin door.", "In the pilot house, with its thick glass windows, Tom, his father and\nCaptain Weston looked over the surface of the ocean, which every minute\nwas coming nearer and nearer to them.", "Tom and the captain hurried aft. Through the thick plate-glass windows\nthey could see the blunt nose of the Wonder not far away, the rival", "\"Because we're going to try to escape!\" exclaimed Tom in a low voice,\nwhen the sailors who had brought the food had gone. \"Isn't that what\nyou mean, captain?\"", "There came a flash of lightning, and in its glare Tom saw something\nthat caused him to cry out.\n\n\"Look!\" he shouted. \"The submarine. She's dragged her anchors!\"", "\"They certainly must be trying to sink us,\" agreed Captain Weston.\n\"Come, Tom, we'll take a look from the stern and see what they're up\nto.\"" ], [ "There was a rush of Brazilians toward the group of prisoners. Tom\ncaught one with a blow on the chin, and felled him, while Captain", "There, not one hundred yards away, was a great warship, flying a flag\nwhich, in a moment, Tom recognized as that of Brazil. The cruiser was", "Tom saw what was intended. Using a little hatchet, he severed the rope\nwith a single blow. With a crash that could be heard up in the air", "As for Tom, he submitted quietly to the two Brazilians who had hold of\neither arm, and Mr. Swift was held by only one, for it was seen that he\nwas feeble.", "Tom realized that this was the only thing to do. He ran forward and\nwith a yank cut out all the electric wires. With a sigh of relief Mr.", "Tom and the captain placed the explosive. Then the Advance was\nwithdrawn to a safe distance. There was a dull rumble, a great swirling", "\"But they're too late!\" cried Tom excitedly. \"Let's tell them so.\"\n\n\"No,\" advised the captain. \"We don't want any trouble with them.\"", "are going, and Brazil is too near Uruguay to make it safe to tell our\nerrand. They may guess it, however, from having read of the wreck, and\nour departure.\"", "\"Something's happened!\" yelled Tom. The prisoners gathered in a\nfrightened group in the middle of the cabin. The cries were repeated,\nand then came a rush of feet just outside the cabin door.", "Then the fish darted off and began a wild flurry, for it was dying. The\nrush of water nearly threw Tom off his feet, but he managed to make his", "The day passed slowly, and though the prisoners seemed to be allowed\nconsiderable liberty, they soon found that it was only apparent. Once\nTom walked some distance from that portion of the deck where he and the", "\"I don't know exactly, but off the coast of Uruguay,\" and Mr. Berg\nrapidly related what he had overheard Tom tell Mr. Damon. Mr. Bentley", "The latter stepped back, well out of the path of the car, which was not\nmoving very fast. Just in front of Tom was a puddle of muddy water.", "Chapter Four\n\nTom is Imprisoned", "By this time the small boat was under the big guns of the San Paulo,\nand the prisoners were ordered, in broken English, to mount a companion", "They leaped to the small deck, casting the rowboat adrift. It was the\nwork of but a moment to open the conning tower. As they started to\ndescend they were met by several Brazilians coming up.", "\"You are in Brazilian territory, and I arrest you.\"\n\n\"What for?\" demanded Mr. Sharp.", "them load, aim and fire blank cartridges at an imaginary line of\nprisoners. Tom could not repress a shudder as he noted the leveled", "sprung the joints, and water would have entered, which would have been\nas fatal as though the sailor had been swallowed by the shark. Tom\nrealized this and, moving as fast as he could through the water, he", "There came a flash of lightning, and in its glare Tom saw something\nthat caused him to cry out.\n\n\"Look!\" he shouted. \"The submarine. She's dragged her anchors!\"" ], [ "It was when returning from one of these trips that Tom brought with him\nthe paper containing an account of the wreck of the Boldero and the\nsinking of the treasure she carried.", "\"Did he want to know where the wreck of the Boldero was located?\"\ncontinued the lad. \"That is, did he try to discover if you knew\nanything about it?\"", "can only walk around the wreck of the Boldero that way, we'll have all\nthe gold out of her in no time. There are no life-lines nor air-hose to", "\"That's the Boldero, all right,\" affirmed Captain Weston. \"I recognize\nher, even if the name wasn't on her bow. Go right down on the bottom,", "There, packed in layers, were small yellow bars; dull, gleaming, yellow\nbars! It needed but a glance to show that they were gold bullion. Tom", "\"Why, just go in and get it,\" suggested Mr. Damon. \"Where is gold in a\ncargo usually kept, Captain Weston? You ought to know, I should think.\nBless my pocketbook!\"", "The lad went to the pilot house, while his father and Mr. Sharp took\ntheir places in the engine-room. The gold had been safely stowed in Mr.\nSwift's cabin.", "and that she had three hundred thousand dollars in gold aboard. The\nonly thing he didn't know was where the wreck was located. He knew it", "He steered the Advance so as to circle it. As he swept past the bows he\nsaw in big letters near the sharp prow the word, Boldero.", "The Advance came to a stop. In front of her loomed the great bulk of\nthe Boldero, vague and shadowy in the flickering gleam of the", "\"I must first deposit this gold,\" said Mr. Swift as the airship landed\nin front of the shed at his home. \"It won't do to keep it in the house\nover night, even if the Happy Harry gang is in jail.\"", "of a sailor who had met one of the shipwrecked crew of the Boldero, and\nhe gave me valuable information. Now tell me about the craft we are\ngoing in. A good deal depends on that.\"", "\"Well, not many. You see, the Boldero was abandoned in a storm, and the\ncaptain did not take very careful observations. As nearly as it can be", "number had been thus shifted, Mr. Swift, closing the chamber, pumped\nthe water out and removed the gold. Then he opened the chamber to the\ndivers again, and the process was repeated, until all the bullion had", "\"Yes, Tom, I will,\" he finally decided. \"Going after the treasure will\nbe likely to afford us a better test of the submarine than would any\nGovernment tests. We'll try to locate the sunken Boldero.\"", "\"I say he won't have any trouble locating the sunken Boldero,\" repeated\nTom.", "of the lamps in their helmets would make the place bright enough so a\nsearch could be made for the gold. Tom suddenly seized the arm of the", "\"Well, I have just learned, most accidentally, that the Swifts are\ngoing after sunken treasure--three hundred thousand dollars in gold\nbullion.\"\n\n\"Sunken treasure? Where?", "They had gone nearly around the wreck now, and as yet had seen no way\nin which to get at the gold. As they passed around the bow, which was", "\"Yes, he and I talked considerable, if I may be permitted to say so,\"\nwent on the captain. \"He seemed to know about the wreck of the Boldero," ], [ "Tom helped him take it to the bank. As they were making perhaps the\nlargest single deposit ever put in the institution, Ned Newton came out.", "The morning after Tom and his friends started on their trip in the air,\nthe Shopton Bank was found to have been looted of seventy-five thousand", "Tom had a sudden idea. He whispered to his father and Mr. Swift nodded.\nA little later he was closeted with Mr. Prendergast, the bank\npresident. It was not long before Ned and Tom were called in.", "Tom was greeted by a number of acquaintances as he strolled along, for,\nsince the episode of the bank robbery, when he had so unexpectedly\nreturned with the thieves and the cash, the lad was better known than\never.", "Ned could hardly believe it, but he knew then what Tom had whispered to\nMr. Swift. The wishes of a depositor who brings much gold bullion to a\nbank can hardly be ignored.", "\"I have some good news for you, Ned,\" said Mr. Prendergast, while Tom\nsmiled. \"Mr. Swift er--ahem--one of our largest depositors, has spoken", "\"Bless my pocketbook!\" cried Mr. Damon, but Tom did not hear him. At\nthat instant his attention was attracted by seeing two men emerge from", "Meanwhile, Tom and Mr. Damon had reached Atlantis, and had purchased\nthe oil. They started back, but Tom took a street leading toward the\ncenter of the place, instead of striking for the beach path, along\nwhich they had come.", "dollars. Andy Foger at once told the police that Tom Swift had taken\nthe money, and when asked how he knew this, he said he had seen Tom", "Chapter Four\n\nTom is Imprisoned", "On their return, however, and after the bank mystery had been cleared\nup, Tom and Mr. Sharp, aided Mr. Swift in completing the submarine,", "\"My father,\" remarked Tom. \"But that's a queer place to look for him.\nHe's up front. Father, here's a man who wishes to see you,\" he called.", "Before Tom could reply the auto had turned a corner. Disgusted and\nangry, he tried to sop up some of the muddy water with his\nhandkerchief. While thus engaged he heard his name called, and looked\nup to see Ned Newton.", "There, packed in layers, were small yellow bars; dull, gleaming, yellow\nbars! It needed but a glance to show that they were gold bullion. Tom", "Tom quickly darted back to the extreme rear of the building. There was\na scuffle, and the next minute Tom cried out:\n\n\"What are you doing here?\"", "\"Where away?\" inquired Tom quickly, for he had read that this was the\nproper response to make.", "\"I don't know exactly, but off the coast of Uruguay,\" and Mr. Berg\nrapidly related what he had overheard Tom tell Mr. Damon. Mr. Bentley", "\"And I heard you,\" interrupted Tom.\n\n\"Is this one of your employees?\" asked Mr. Berg in rather frigid tones.\n\n\"That is my son,\" replied Mr. Swift.", "The day passed slowly, and though the prisoners seemed to be allowed\nconsiderable liberty, they soon found that it was only apparent. Once\nTom walked some distance from that portion of the deck where he and the", "Tom and the captain placed the explosive. Then the Advance was\nwithdrawn to a safe distance. There was a dull rumble, a great swirling" ], [ "The submarine planned by Mr. Swift and Tom jointly, and constructed by\nthem, with the aid of Mr. Sharp and Mr. Jackson, was shaped like a", "Mr. Swift looked them over carefully, while Tom walked about examining\nthe submarine, for such was the queer craft that was contained in the", "Chapter Two\n\nFinishing the Submarine", "They arrived at the coast much sooner than they had dared to hope, the\nRed Cloud proving herself a veritable wonder.\n\nThe remainder of that day, and part of the next, was spent in working\non the submarine.", "of building a submarine. Yes, I am afraid we'll have trouble getting\naway from them.\"", "Before going to bed that night Tom and Mr. Sharp paid a visit to the\nshed where the submarine was resting on the ways, ready for launching.", "He and Tom entered a small boat, and soon the submarine was tied to a\nsmall dock that had been built for the purpose.", "Eagert, builders of submarine boats and torpedoes. They heard that you\nwere constructing a craft to take part in the competitive prize tests\nof the United States Government, and they asked me to come and see you", "Following his father and the stranger whom the aged inventor had\naddressed as Mr. Berg, Tom and Mr. Sharp entered the house, the lad\nhaving first made sure that Garret Jackson was on guard in the shop\nthat contained the submarine.", "On their return, however, and after the bank mystery had been cleared\nup, Tom and Mr. Sharp, aided Mr. Swift in completing the submarine,", "\"Send her down, Tom,\" called his father, and with a hiss the water\nentered the tanks. The submarine quickly sank below the surface, aided\nby the deflecting rudder.", "With her air tanks filled to their capacity, and Tom having seen that\nthe oxygen machine and other apparatus was in perfect working order,\nthe submarine was sent below on her search. Though they were in the", "wherever they went. They soon had the Red Cloud in readiness for a\nflight, and rising in the air above the shop that contained the\npowerful submarine, a craft utterly different in type from the", "The youth needed no second bidding. Once more turning on the electric\ncurrent, he set the powerful pumps in motion and the submarine began to", "\"Yes. Dad has completed the submarine he was working on when we were\noff in the airship, and it will be launched the day after to-morrow.\"", "On and on went the submarine. She behaved perfectly, and was under\nexcellent control. Some times Tom, at the request of his father, would", "\"But where will we escape to?\" asked Mr. Swift. \"The island will afford\nno shelter, and--\"\n\n\"No, but our submarine will,\" went on the sailor.", "\"Will you? Then come on!\" cried the inventor as he quickly closed the\nheavy glass window and pulled a lever. An instant later the submarine", "declined, but would not tell why, until Tom, pressing him for an\nanswer, learned that his father was planning a submarine boat, which he\nhoped to enter in some trials for Government prizes. Mr. Swift remained", "Tom, Mr. Jackson and I will finish the submarine. Most of the work is\ndone, however, and it only remains to install the engine and motors." ], [ "San Paulo as it drifted nearer and nearer under the influence of the\nmighty wind. As one bright flash came he saw Admiral Fanchetti and", "\"It's the San Paulo that's dragging her anchors, not the submarine!\" he\nshouted. \"We're bearing down on her! We must act quickly. Come on,\nwe'll lower the boat!\"", "By this time the small boat was under the big guns of the San Paulo,\nand the prisoners were ordered, in broken English, to mount a companion", "There came such a gust of wind that the San Paulo was heeled over, and\nthe wreck of the mast, rolling about, crashed into the side of a deck", "are going, and Brazil is too near Uruguay to make it safe to tell our\nerrand. They may guess it, however, from having read of the wreck, and\nour departure.\"", "warships. I believe you tried to disable us a little while ago, but\nfailed. We consider that an act of war and you will be treated\naccordingly. Take them on board the San Paulo,\" the officer went on,", "\"On pleasure,\" answered Captain Weston quickly. \"But why do you ask? We\nare an American ship, sailing under American colors. Is this Brazilian\nterritory?\"", "on purpose, not accidentally, where he would see it, did have the\nlocation of the wreck marked. Only it didn't happen to be the right\nlocation. It was about five hundred miles out of the way, and I rather", "It was on the evening of the fourth day later that Captain Weston, who\nwas steering the craft, suddenly called out:\n\n\"Land ho!\"", "submarine rise out of the water, almost under the prow of the San\nPaulo. It was assumed that the Advance had tried to wreck the warship,", "They leaped to the small deck, casting the rowboat adrift. It was the\nwork of but a moment to open the conning tower. As they started to\ndescend they were met by several Brazilians coming up.", "The course was changed from south to east, so as to get ready to swing\nout of the way of the big shoulder of South America where Brazil takes", "On came the Wonder, nearer and nearer. Her speed was rapidly\nincreasing. Suddenly she bumped the Advance, and then, as if it was an\nunavoidable accident, the rear submarine sheered off to one side.", "Urged on by the lusty arms of the Brazilian sailors, the boat,\ncontaining several officers, neared the floating submarine rapidly.", "There, not one hundred yards away, was a great warship, flying a flag\nwhich, in a moment, Tom recognized as that of Brazil. The cruiser was", "There was no doubt of it, the glow was growing less and less, and ten\nminutes later the Advance was speeding along through a sea as black as\nnight. Then, to avoid running into some wreck, it was necessary to turn\non the searchlight.", "and a guard of sailors, all armed, was placed near them. From where\nthey were they could see their submarine floating on the surface of the\nlittle bay, with several Brazilians on the small deck. The Advance had", "\"We're at the place where she is supposed to lie, in about two miles of\nwater,\" replied the captain. \"We are quite a distance off the coast of", "They closed the steel door of the conning tower. As they did so they\nheard the patter of bullets from carbines fired from the San Paulo.", "They could hardly realize it, yet the depth-gage told the story. It\nregistered a distance below the surface of the ocean of five thousand\nseven hundred feet--a little over a mile. The Advance had actually come\nto rest on the bottom of the Atlantic." ], [ "There was a rush of Brazilians toward the group of prisoners. Tom\ncaught one with a blow on the chin, and felled him, while Captain", "As for Tom, he submitted quietly to the two Brazilians who had hold of\neither arm, and Mr. Swift was held by only one, for it was seen that he\nwas feeble.", "There, not one hundred yards away, was a great warship, flying a flag\nwhich, in a moment, Tom recognized as that of Brazil. The cruiser was", "\"You are in Brazilian territory, and I arrest you.\"\n\n\"What for?\" demanded Mr. Sharp.", "\"But they're too late!\" cried Tom excitedly. \"Let's tell them so.\"\n\n\"No,\" advised the captain. \"We don't want any trouble with them.\"", "are going, and Brazil is too near Uruguay to make it safe to tell our\nerrand. They may guess it, however, from having read of the wreck, and\nour departure.\"", "\"On pleasure,\" answered Captain Weston quickly. \"But why do you ask? We\nare an American ship, sailing under American colors. Is this Brazilian\nterritory?\"", "\"You have a fine craft,\" he said to the prisoners. \"Or, rather, you had\none. My government now owns it. It seems a pity to shoot such good boat\nbuilders, but you are too dangerous to be allowed to go.\"", "\"It's in the possession of the Brazilians,\" objected Tom.", "If there had been any doubt in the minds of Tom and his friends that\nthe sentence of the court-martial was only for effect, it was dispelled", "and a guard of sailors, all armed, was placed near them. From where\nthey were they could see their submarine floating on the surface of the\nlittle bay, with several Brazilians on the small deck. The Advance had", "\"We're safe now!\" cried Tom, helping his father to his cabin. \"They've\ngot too much to attend to themselves to follow us now, even if they\ncould. Shall we go ahead, Captain Weston?\"", "\"I don't know exactly, but off the coast of Uruguay,\" and Mr. Berg\nrapidly related what he had overheard Tom tell Mr. Damon. Mr. Bentley", "\"But would his government support him in such a hostile act against the\nUnited States, a friendly nation?\" asked Tom.", "\"Listen,\" went on Tom. \"I'll read it: 'Further advices from Montevideo,\nUruguay, South America, state that all hope has been given up of", "\"Silenceo!\" cried Lieutenant Drascalo quickly. \"Dogs of Americans, do\nyou wish to insult us?\"\n\n\"Impossible; you wouldn't appreciate a good, genuine United States\ninsult,\" murmured Tom under his breath.", "The day passed slowly, and though the prisoners seemed to be allowed\nconsiderable liberty, they soon found that it was only apparent. Once\nTom walked some distance from that portion of the deck where he and the", "They leaped to the small deck, casting the rowboat adrift. It was the\nwork of but a moment to open the conning tower. As they started to\ndescend they were met by several Brazilians coming up.", "Tom and the captain placed the explosive. Then the Advance was\nwithdrawn to a safe distance. There was a dull rumble, a great swirling", "By this time the small boat was under the big guns of the San Paulo,\nand the prisoners were ordered, in broken English, to mount a companion" ], [ "submarine. It was the Wonder. She was close at hand and was creeping up\non the Advance. But, what was more dangerous, she seemed to be slowly", "It was about four days after the disabling of the rival submarine, and\nthe Advance was speeding along about a mile and a half under water. Tom", "On came the Wonder, nearer and nearer. Her speed was rapidly\nincreasing. Suddenly she bumped the Advance, and then, as if it was an\nunavoidable accident, the rear submarine sheered off to one side.", "The Advance was, as her name indicated, much in advance of previous\nsubmarines. There was not so much difference in outward construction as\nthere was in the means of propulsion and in the manner in which the\ninterior and the machinery were arranged.", "There was much excitement aboard the Advance. The submarine came to a\nstop in the water, while the treasure-seekers waited anxiously for what", "purpose. The Wonder proved fully as speedy, and those in her seemed to\nknow just how to handle the submarine, so that every evolution of the\nAdvance was duplicated. Her rival could not be shaken off.", "Advance shot down toward the bottom of the sea. At the same time the\nyoung inventor signaled to Captain Weston to notify those in the\nengine-room to put on a little more speed. The Advance fairly leaped", "available forced into the forward and aft plates, the Advance surged\nthrough the water, about ten feet below the surface. But the Wonder\nkept after her, giving her knot for knot. The course of the leading", "A few minutes more and the waters closed over the top of the conning\ntower. The Advance was completely submerged. Through the thick glass", "The powerful searchlight was turned, so as to send its beams along the\npath which the submarine was to follow, and then, as she gathered\nspeed, she shot ahead, gliding through the waters like a fish.", "The surface was soon reached, and then, under fair skies, and on a calm\nsea, the voyage home was begun. Part of the time the Advance sailed on\nthe top, and part of the time submerged.", "\"Submarine, Advance, from New Jersey,\" replied Tom. \"Who are you?\"\n\n\"Brazilian cruiser San Paulo,\" was the reply. \"Where are you bound?\"\nwent on the officer.", "There was no doubt that the steamer was coming after the submarine.\nSeveral observations Captain Weston made confirmed this, and he\nreported the fact to Mr. Swift.", "and a guard of sailors, all armed, was placed near them. From where\nthey were they could see their submarine floating on the surface of the\nlittle bay, with several Brazilians on the small deck. The Advance had", "submarine rise out of the water, almost under the prow of the San\nPaulo. It was assumed that the Advance had tried to wreck the warship,", "Faster shot the Advance through the water. She had started on her way\nto get the gold from the sunken wreck, but already enemies were on the\ntrail of the adventurers, for the ship the sailor had noticed was\nsteaming after them.", "For an hour or more the race was kept up, and the two submarines forged\nahead through the glowing sea. The Wonder remained slightly above and", "They tried it. The Advance was sent up until her conning tower was out\nof the water, and then she was suddenly forced down until she was but a", "The Advance was much closer to the warship than she had been that\nafternoon. Captain Weston looked over the side.", "They could hardly realize it, yet the depth-gage told the story. It\nregistered a distance below the surface of the ocean of five thousand\nseven hundred feet--a little over a mile. The Advance had actually come\nto rest on the bottom of the Atlantic." ], [ "and a guard of sailors, all armed, was placed near them. From where\nthey were they could see their submarine floating on the surface of the\nlittle bay, with several Brazilians on the small deck. The Advance had", "are going, and Brazil is too near Uruguay to make it safe to tell our\nerrand. They may guess it, however, from having read of the wreck, and\nour departure.\"", "\"On pleasure,\" answered Captain Weston quickly. \"But why do you ask? We\nare an American ship, sailing under American colors. Is this Brazilian\nterritory?\"", "\"Submarine, Advance, from New Jersey,\" replied Tom. \"Who are you?\"\n\n\"Brazilian cruiser San Paulo,\" was the reply. \"Where are you bound?\"\nwent on the officer.", "The Advance was much closer to the warship than she had been that\nafternoon. Captain Weston looked over the side.", "submarine rise out of the water, almost under the prow of the San\nPaulo. It was assumed that the Advance had tried to wreck the warship,", "There, not one hundred yards away, was a great warship, flying a flag\nwhich, in a moment, Tom recognized as that of Brazil. The cruiser was", "\"All we'll have to do, Tom,\" he said, \"is to keep quiet about where we\nare going. Once we have the Advance afloat, and try her out, we can", "They could hardly realize it, yet the depth-gage told the story. It\nregistered a distance below the surface of the ocean of five thousand\nseven hundred feet--a little over a mile. The Advance had actually come\nto rest on the bottom of the Atlantic.", "There was much excitement aboard the Advance. The submarine came to a\nstop in the water, while the treasure-seekers waited anxiously for what", "submarine. It was the Wonder. She was close at hand and was creeping up\non the Advance. But, what was more dangerous, she seemed to be slowly", "Advance shot down toward the bottom of the sea. At the same time the\nyoung inventor signaled to Captain Weston to notify those in the\nengine-room to put on a little more speed. The Advance fairly leaped", "It was about four days after the disabling of the rival submarine, and\nthe Advance was speeding along about a mile and a half under water. Tom", "Uruguay, about opposite the harbor of Rio de La Plata. From now on we\nshall have to nose about under water, and trust to luck.\"", "it was decided to move along on the surface for the first day, so as to\nget well out to sea before submerging the craft. Then it would sink\nbelow the surface, and run along under the water until the wreck was", "Urged on by the lusty arms of the Brazilian sailors, the boat,\ncontaining several officers, neared the floating submarine rapidly.", "They tried it. The Advance was sent up until her conning tower was out\nof the water, and then she was suddenly forced down until she was but a", "The surface was soon reached, and then, under fair skies, and on a calm\nsea, the voyage home was begun. Part of the time the Advance sailed on\nthe top, and part of the time submerged.", "On came the Wonder, nearer and nearer. Her speed was rapidly\nincreasing. Suddenly she bumped the Advance, and then, as if it was an\nunavoidable accident, the rear submarine sheered off to one side.", "At first he could make out nothing save the swirl and boiling of the\nsea, caused by the progress of the Advance through it. But suddenly, as" ], [ "intended had gone out of existence, there was no one to officially\nclaim the treasure, so it all went to Tom and his friends, who made an\nequitable distribution of it. The young inventor did not forget to buy", "\"What do I think of it? Why, I think it's too bad for the\nrevolutionists, Tom, of course.\"\n\n\"No; I mean about the treasure being still on board the ship. What\nabout that?\"", "\"Oh, this isn't any of Kidd's treasure,\" Tom assured her. \"If we get\nit, Mrs. Baggert, I'll buy you a diamond ring.\"", "It was when returning from one of these trips that Tom brought with him\nthe paper containing an account of the wreck of the Boldero and the\nsinking of the treasure she carried.", "But alas for Tom's hopes. Mr. Berg did learn of the object of the\ntreasure-seekers, and sought to defeat them, as we shall learn as our\nstory proceeds.", "\"Oh!\" cried Tom. \"Then he knows just where the treasure is, and he may\nget to it ahead of us. It's too bad.\"", "\"No, it's nothing like that,\" explained Mr. Swift. \"Tom has merely\ndiscovered in the paper an account of a sunken treasure ship, and he\nwants us to go after it, down under the ocean.\"", "\"Come on,\" proposed Tom in a low voice, for sounds carry very easily\nover water. \"Let's go below and skip out while we have a chance. They\ncan't follow now, and we can get to the sunken treasure ahead of them.\"", "\"Yes, Tom, I will,\" he finally decided. \"Going after the treasure will\nbe likely to afford us a better test of the submarine than would any\nGovernment tests. We'll try to locate the sunken Boldero.\"", "Chapter Thirteen\n\nOff for the Treasure\n\n\nSuddenly Tom, after a moment's pause, seized a wrench and began\nloosening some nuts.", "With a bound the Advance reached the top. Tom frantically worked the\nworm gear that opened the tower. In rushed the fresh, life-giving air,\nand the treasure-hunters filled their lungs with it.", "\"But they're too late!\" cried Tom excitedly. \"Let's tell them so.\"\n\n\"No,\" advised the captain. \"We don't want any trouble with them.\"", "behind the sand dune near which he and Mr. Damon had halted\nmomentarily, when the youth explained about the treasure. The man\nlooked sharply at Tom. A moment later the first man was joined by", "\"Well,\" went on Mr. Swift after a pause, \"if we are going into the\ntreasure-hunting business, Tom, we'll have to get right to work. In the", "\"Luck's with us at last!\" cried Tom, seeing it also. \"Shall I help\nyou, dad?\"\n\n\"No; I think I'm all right. Go ahead.\"", "dollars. Andy Foger at once told the police that Tom Swift had taken\nthe money, and when asked how he knew this, he said he had seen Tom", "Tom and the captain placed the explosive. Then the Advance was\nwithdrawn to a safe distance. There was a dull rumble, a great swirling", "\"Sunken treasure,\" explained Tom. \"There's a ship sunk off the coast of\nUruguay, with three hundred thousand dollars in gold bullion aboard.", "Tom saw what was intended. Using a little hatchet, he severed the rope\nwith a single blow. With a crash that could be heard up in the air", "from the thieves and sold at auction. There was a mystery connected\nwith the boat, and for a long time Tom could not solve it. He was" ], [ "to the rear of the other, the better to keep sight of her, and though\nthe Advance was run to her limit of speed, her rival could not be\nshaken off. Clearly the Wonder was a speedy craft.", "On came the Wonder, nearer and nearer. Her speed was rapidly\nincreasing. Suddenly she bumped the Advance, and then, as if it was an\nunavoidable accident, the rear submarine sheered off to one side.", "purpose. The Wonder proved fully as speedy, and those in her seemed to\nknow just how to handle the submarine, so that every evolution of the\nAdvance was duplicated. Her rival could not be shaken off.", "available forced into the forward and aft plates, the Advance surged\nthrough the water, about ten feet below the surface. But the Wonder\nkept after her, giving her knot for knot. The course of the leading", "\"No. I fancy the Wonder will give up the search,\" remarked the captain,\nas the Advance was sinking to the depths.", "submarine. It was the Wonder. She was close at hand and was creeping up\non the Advance. But, what was more dangerous, she seemed to be slowly", "\"The Advance.\"\n\n\"Good name. I like it, if you don't mind speaking of it.\"\n\n\"We were afraid you wouldn't like it,\" commented Tom.", "Clearly the Wonder had given up the fight for the time being. In fact,\nshe had no weapon with which to respond to a fusillade from her rival.\nTom hastened forward and informed his father of what had happened.", "It was easy to do this, as the Advance was hidden behind the wreck, and\nher lights were glowing but dimly. Then, too, those in the other", "There was no doubt of it, the glow was growing less and less, and ten\nminutes later the Advance was speeding along through a sea as black as\nnight. Then, to avoid running into some wreck, it was necessary to turn\non the searchlight.", "was to follow. Would they be rammed again? This time, stationary as\nthey were, and with the other boat coming swiftly on, a hole might be\nstove through the Advance, in spite of her powerful sides.", "Faster shot the Advance through the water. She had started on her way\nto get the gold from the sunken wreck, but already enemies were on the\ntrail of the adventurers, for the ship the sailor had noticed was\nsteaming after them.", "\"Well, they wouldn't have done it if they hadn't followed us so close,\"\nwas the opinion of the young inventor. \"They're taking too many\nchances. We've got to stop 'em.\"", "The Advance was much closer to the warship than she had been that\nafternoon. Captain Weston looked over the side.", "Advance shot down toward the bottom of the sea. At the same time the\nyoung inventor signaled to Captain Weston to notify those in the\nengine-room to put on a little more speed. The Advance fairly leaped", "and any object moving through it can plainly be seen. It was so with\nthe Advance. The motion she made in shooting forward, and the\nundulations caused by her submersion, seemed to start into activity the", "\"They're certainly at it again!\" cried Tom, and peering from the\nbull's-eye he saw the Wonder shoot past the mouth of the electric\ncannon. \"Here it goes!\" he added.", "He steered the Advance so as to circle it. As he swept past the bows he\nsaw in big letters near the sharp prow the word, Boldero.", "He signaled for the propellers, forward and aft, to be put in\noperation, and the motor moving the twin screws was turned on. At once\nthere was a perceptible increase to the speed of the Advance.", "For a moment no movement was noticeable on the part of the Wonder.\nThen, as those aboard her appeared to realize that the craft on which" ], [ "declined, but would not tell why, until Tom, pressing him for an\nanswer, learned that his father was planning a submarine boat, which he\nhoped to enter in some trials for Government prizes. Mr. Swift remained", "\"But,\" went on Tom's father, \"since then certain matters have come up,\nand I think, on the whole, that we'll not compete for the prize after\nall.\"", "\"But, Tom, you forget that I am to enter my new ship in the trials for\nthe prize offered by the United States Government.\"\n\n\"How much is the prize if you win it?\" asked Tom.", "\"Well, what does he say?\" was the impatient question. \"I can't\nunderstand his not wanting to try for the Government prize. It is", "Government prize, and I'm just as glad we're not going to have a\ncontest.\"", "\"Hang it all!\" Tom heard Mr. Berg exclaim to himself. \"I wonder what\nthey can be up to? They won't enter the Government contests, and they", "\"Well,\" replied the lad, \"to be frank with you, we have abandoned our\nintention of trying for the Government prize.\"", "\"There is no use going over that again,\" replied the aged inventor. \"I\nhave another object in view now than trying for the Government prize.", "\"I said I wasn't quite sure that we would compete,\" went on Mr. Swift.\n\"You see, when I first got this idea for a submarine boat I had it in\nmind to try for the Government prize of fifty thousand dollars.\"", "\"Well, the reason Mr. Swift and his son don't care to try for the fifty\nthousand dollar prize is that they are after one of three hundred\nthousand dollars.\"", "for the Government prize. It is worth trying for I assure you--fifty\nthousand dollars. Besides, there is the possibility of selling a number\nof submarines to the United States. It's a fine prize.\"", "\"Not compete for the prize?\" almost shouted the agent for Bentley &\nEagert. \"Why, the idea! You ought to compete. It is good for the trade.", "Clearly the Wonder had given up the fight for the time being. In fact,\nshe had no weapon with which to respond to a fusillade from her rival.\nTom hastened forward and informed his father of what had happened.", "Philadelphia at once, Mr. Berg, and we'll talk this matter over. There\nis no time to lose. We can afford to forego the Government prize for", "\"Oh, that's so. I'd forgotten about it. He's going to try for the\nGovernment prize, isn't he? But tell me more about it. Bless my", "\"Not now, Tom,\" said his father. \"I want you to help me. And I need\nMr. Sharp's help, too. Get the things out of the car, and we'll go to\nthe shop.\"", "As for Berg and his employers, they were, it was learned later, greatly\nchagrined at finding the wreck valueless. They tried to make trouble\nfor Tom and his father, but were not successful.", "builders who are rivals of dad's. Berg has been trying to find out why\nwe abandoned our intention of competing for the Government prize.\"", "For an hour or more the inventor, his son and the others, worked away.\nThey could accomplish nothing. Tom looked anxiously at his parent when\nthe latter paused in his efforts.", "\"You see we also concluded to give up the trial for the Government\nprize, Mr. Swift. We decided there was more money in something else." ], [ "the Advance, as the under-water ship was called, was begun.", "Faster shot the Advance through the water. She had started on her way\nto get the gold from the sunken wreck, but already enemies were on the\ntrail of the adventurers, for the ship the sailor had noticed was\nsteaming after them.", "With a bound the Advance reached the top. Tom frantically worked the\nworm gear that opened the tower. In rushed the fresh, life-giving air,\nand the treasure-hunters filled their lungs with it.", "There was no doubt of it, the glow was growing less and less, and ten\nminutes later the Advance was speeding along through a sea as black as\nnight. Then, to avoid running into some wreck, it was necessary to turn\non the searchlight.", "The Advance came to a stop. In front of her loomed the great bulk of\nthe Boldero, vague and shadowy in the flickering gleam of the", "A moment later the powerful electric currents were flowing into the\nforward and aft plates, and the Advance began to gather way, forging\nthrough the water.", "\"The Advance.\"\n\n\"Good name. I like it, if you don't mind speaking of it.\"\n\n\"We were afraid you wouldn't like it,\" commented Tom.", "There was much excitement aboard the Advance. The submarine came to a\nstop in the water, while the treasure-seekers waited anxiously for what", "Tom and the captain placed the explosive. Then the Advance was\nwithdrawn to a safe distance. There was a dull rumble, a great swirling", "\"All we'll have to do, Tom,\" he said, \"is to keep quiet about where we\nare going. Once we have the Advance afloat, and try her out, we can", "When the Advance reached the secluded creek where she had been\nlaunched, her passengers had fully recovered from their terrible\nexperience, though the nerves of Mr. Swift and Mr. Damon were not at\nease for some days thereafter.", "Advance shot down toward the bottom of the sea. At the same time the\nyoung inventor signaled to Captain Weston to notify those in the\nengine-room to put on a little more speed. The Advance fairly leaped", "He steered the Advance so as to circle it. As he swept past the bows he\nsaw in big letters near the sharp prow the word, Boldero.", "It was about four days after the disabling of the rival submarine, and\nthe Advance was speeding along about a mile and a half under water. Tom", "At first he could make out nothing save the swirl and boiling of the\nsea, caused by the progress of the Advance through it. But suddenly, as", "those on board the Advance.", "As dusk settled down over the tropical sea, and as the shadows of the\ntrees on the little island lengthened, those on board the Advance", "they had ever gone before. The pressure was tremendous, but the steel\nsides of the Advance withstood it.", "The Advance was much closer to the warship than she had been that\nafternoon. Captain Weston looked over the side.", "I'm ready for it. The Advance is well equipped for a battle. I must\ntell dad of this. It's my fault.\"" ], [ "recovering the steamship Boldero, which foundered and went down off\nthat coast in the recent gale. Not only has all hope been abandoned of", "\"That's the Boldero, all right,\" affirmed Captain Weston. \"I recognize\nher, even if the name wasn't on her bow. Go right down on the bottom,", "\"Did he want to know where the wreck of the Boldero was located?\"\ncontinued the lad. \"That is, did he try to discover if you knew\nanything about it?\"", "\"Well, not many. You see, the Boldero was abandoned in a storm, and the\ncaptain did not take very careful observations. As nearly as it can be", "the remains of the Boldero, for a misty shape loomed up in front of the\nsubmarine, and he signaled for a quick stop. It was a wreck, but it had", "It was when returning from one of these trips that Tom brought with him\nthe paper containing an account of the wreck of the Boldero and the\nsinking of the treasure she carried.", "of a sailor who had met one of the shipwrecked crew of the Boldero, and\nhe gave me valuable information. Now tell me about the craft we are\ngoing in. A good deal depends on that.\"", "He steered the Advance so as to circle it. As he swept past the bows he\nsaw in big letters near the sharp prow the word, Boldero.", "\"Yes, he and I talked considerable, if I may be permitted to say so,\"\nwent on the captain. \"He seemed to know about the wreck of the Boldero,", "The Advance came to a stop. In front of her loomed the great bulk of\nthe Boldero, vague and shadowy in the flickering gleam of the", "can only walk around the wreck of the Boldero that way, we'll have all\nthe gold out of her in no time. There are no life-lines nor air-hose to", "Once more the great steel ram hit into the side of the Boldero, and\nagain the submarine shivered from the shock. But there was a bigger", "\"I say he won't have any trouble locating the sunken Boldero,\" repeated\nTom.", "\"Yes, Tom, I will,\" he finally decided. \"Going after the treasure will\nbe likely to afford us a better test of the submarine than would any\nGovernment tests. We'll try to locate the sunken Boldero.\"", "This was tried a little later, but would not work. There were strong\ncurrents sweeping over the top of the Boldero, caused by a submerged", "\"We're at the place where she is supposed to lie, in about two miles of\nwater,\" replied the captain. \"We are quite a distance off the coast of", "are going, and Brazil is too near Uruguay to make it safe to tell our\nerrand. They may guess it, however, from having read of the wreck, and\nour departure.\"", "which had blown itself out. They were several hundred miles away from\nthe hostile warship, and there was not a vessel in sight on the broad\nexpanse of blue ocean.", "They looked for some means by which they could mount to the decks of\nthe Boldero, but none was visible. It was like trying to scale a", "Uruguay, about opposite the harbor of Rio de La Plata. From now on we\nshall have to nose about under water, and trust to luck.\"" ] ]

[ "Why did Tom convince his father not to enter the govenment contest?", "What are the two submarines named which are searching for the treasure?", "What role does Mr. Damon fill on the crew?", "Why did the Advance sneak away after resupplying on the island?", "What government decides to execute the crew of the Advance?", "What weather phenomenon helps the crew of the Advance escape the Sao Paulo?", "What sea creatures attack the divers when they reach the wreck?", "How much gold does the crew find at the wreck site?", "Who is Ned Newton?", "What is the secret project Tom's father is working on?", "What is the name of the submarine?", "How much prize money is the government giving away?", "What did the ship Boldero sink with that Tom hope to recover?", "What is Mr. Sharp's relationship to Tom Swift?", "What vessel is following the Advance to find the gold?", "In what country are Toma nd the crew captured?", "What natural disaster helps Tom escape execution in Brazil?", "Where is the Boldero's gold hidden?", "Where is Tom's bank located?", "Who built the submarine?", "What causes the Sao Paulo to hit land?", "What does the Brazilian government decide to do with Tom and his friends?", "What submarine follows the Advance?", "Why does the Advance decide to surface so close to the country of Brazil?", "What did the Tom do with the treasure?", "Why did the Wonder decide to follow the Advance?", "Why didn't Tom and his father compete in the government prize?", "Where does the Advance begin its adventure?", "What country did Boldero sink near?" ]

[ [ "Tom wanted to use the submarine to find the $300,000 treasure.", "He wants to look for a sunken ship with 300,000.00 on board." ], [ "Advance and Wonder", "The Advance and the Wonder" ], [ "He is the cook.", "A cook." ], [ "The crew of the Advance wanted to get ahead of the following Wonder.", "They think the Wonder is following them to the treasure." ], [ "The Brazilian government", "Brazil" ], [ "An hurricane", "A hurricane." ], [ "Sharks", "Sharks." ], [ "$300,000 worth", "$300,000" ], [ "He is Tom's friend.", "Friend" ], [ "A submarine", "A submarine." ], [ "Advance", "Advance" ], [ "Fifty-thousand dollars", "$300,000" ], [ "300,000 dollars of gold bullion", "$300,000 in gold." ], [ "Mr. Sharp is Tom's father", "Crew Captain" ], [ "The Wonder", "The Wonder." ], [ "Brazil", "Brazil" ], [ "A hurricane", "A hurricane" ], [ "Behind the Captain's safe", "In a secret compartment behind the Captain's safe." ], [ "Shopton", "Shopton" ], [ "Tom Swift's father", "Tom Swift's father" ], [ "A hurricane", "Sao Paulo hits land because it was blown there by the wind." ], [ "Execute them", "Execute them and take the submarine." ], [ "The Wonder", "The Wonder" ], [ "Engine trouble", "There was an engine mishap." ], [ "He deposits it into the bank.", "He put it in his local bank." ], [ "The captain was hoping that the Advance would lead to the sunken ship, Boldero.", "To steal the gold once the Advance locates the shipwreck." ], [ "They are going to go look for the treasure aboard the sunken ship, Bolero.", "to pursue another treasure" ], [ "New Jersey", "New Jersey" ], [ "Uruguay", "Uraguay" ] ]

[ [ "TERRY\n OK.\n\n SAMMY\n Rudy knows where she lives.\n\n Terry glances at Rudy, then back at Sammy.", "TERRY\n Yeah, where?\n\n SAMMY\n I just have to go to Mabel's house.\n\n RUDY\n Why?", "INT. SAMMY'S CAR (MOVING). DAY\n\n Terry and Rudy drive along. Terry looks down at Rudy and \n smiles. Rudy is tense and won't look at him.", "POV RUDY: Terry, across the street, sits on the hood of \n Sammy's car, smoking.\n\n Rudy walks over to him.", "They drive in silence for a moment. Terry glances down at \n Rudy.\n\n INT. BANK -- SAMMY'S DESK. DAY", "TERRY\n Hey, how's it goin', man?\n\n Rudy stops short in front of Terry. Terry looks at Sammy, in \n the doorway.", "Sammy approaches RUDY and TERRY. They are bent over a big \n nasty trench in the floorboard. There are wood shavings and", "Behind her, Rudy goes upstairs and Terry plunks down on the \n sofa and turns on the TV.\n\n SAMMY\n Hello?", "Sammy and Rudy are in the living room. Rudy is playing with \n a Game Boy type game. In the b.g., TERRY is dialing the PHONE.", "Sammy, Terry and Rudy are all eating dinner. Terry is drinking \n a beer. His mood is dark.", "TERRY\n How's Rudy?\n\n SAMMY\n We're fine, Terry. How are you?\n (Pause)\n I mean --", "RUDY\n You showed up.\n\n TERRY\n Looks that way.\n\n INT. SAMMY'S CAR (MOVING). DAY", "She hangs up again.\n\n INT. RUDY'S ROOM. NIGHT\n\n Sammy is tucking Rudy into bed.", "INT. LIVING ROOM. NIGHT\n\n Terry, Sammy and Rudy are watching TV. Terry has another \n beer.", "SAMMY\n No comment.\n\n Rudy is amazed. Terry looks at him like, \"Told you so.\"", "TERRY\n Kind of a late dinner, ain't it?\n\n SAMMY\n Yeah. How was Rudy?", "Rudy walks to the BUS and gets on. The bus pulls away.\n\n Alone now, Sammy and Terry are not that comfortable. He moves \n to get back in the car, and she does the same.", "RUDY SR.\n What are you doin' here?\n\n TERRY\n I just wanted the kid to see you --", "INT. SAMMY'S HOUSE -- KITCHEN. DAY\n\n Sammy, Terry and Rudy are all putting away the groceries. \n Everybody seems to be getting along.", "The PHONE IS RINGING. Sammy comes in the front door, Terry \n and Rudy behind her. She snaps on the lights, hurries to the \n phone and picks up." ], [ "TERRY\n Well, I'm definitely gonna be gone \n for a couple of days at least, Sheila.\n\n SHEILA\n Why do you have to stay so long?", "TERRY\n Well... Yeah... You know... Thought \n maybe I'd try to show my face... Let \n her brother have a crack at me...", "TERRY\n Why would I do that? Why don't I \n just leave, period?", "He goes back to work. Rudy resumes hammering. After a moment \n he switches his grip and starts hammering Terry's way. Terry \n looks up and watches him.", "She stops. Terry is now totally contrite.\n\n INT. BATHROOM. NIGHT", "TERRY\n No, it's good. I thought I'd dress \n up too.\n\n He gestures to his shitty clothes.", "Terry is watching TV on the sofa with his feet up on the \n coffee table. Sammy comes down the stairs and into the living \n room. He keeps watching TV. She doesn't sit. She is trembling.", "Terry has sunk everything but the eight ball. He leans over \n to sink it. It's a fairly easy shot. He lines it up carefully, \n and deliberately shoots it so it stops two inches from the \n corner pocket.", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm really glad you're home.\n\n Terry tries to smile at her.", "TERRY\n No, I was just wondering if we could \n get some more refreshments, actually.\n\n He laughs. Looks down. Silence. He looks up at her.", "Terry is bunked down on Ray's horrible sofa. In the b.g., \n there is a light on in the bedroom. Terry fluffs his pillow \n and shuts his eyes.", "TERRY\n His problem is that he's like totally \n sheltered because you treat him like \n he's three, instead of eight, so \n that's how he behaves.", "Terry turns and sees her. He breaks into a big smile, tosses \n his cigarette and goes into the restaurant. Through the window \n we see them make their way toward each other.", "TERRY\n No, you know what? I'll just go.\n\n He turns the TV back on.", "SAMMY\n You don't have to do that.\n\n TERRY\n Yeah. Well, that's what I wanna do, \n so --", "TERRY\n Yeah -- I don't know... I mean --\n\n SAMMY\n Terry, you can't just leave like \n this. I --", "TERRY\n You don't have to say anything, Sammy.\n\n SAMMY\n I want you to leave.\n\n Terry looks at her.", "Terry is sitting on the bed, addressing an envelope to SHEILA. \n He puts the $300 in the ENVELOPE and seals it. He sees Sammy \n standing in the doorway. He starts to unlace his boots.", "TERRY\n She tried to kill herself.\n\n INT. TERRY'S ROOM. NIGHT", "TERRY\n I'm just kidding. I just thought... \n Just thought I'd check up on her..." ], [ "She kisses him. She tries to make it sexy, but he's not into \n it anymore and he politely restricts the kissing.\n\n INT. SAMMY'S BATHROOM. NIGHT", "Behind him in the restaurant Sammy is sitting at a table, \n talking to the waitress.\n\n She sees Terry and gets up immediately, smiling like crazy \n as she threads her way through the tables toward the door.", "SAMMY\n Bob...!\n\n She goes over to him. He gets up.\n\n BOB\n What?", "SAMMY\n So... Bob asked me to marry him.\n\n TERRY\n Wow.\n (Pause)\n Are you going to?", "Bob and Sammy sit at Bob's dining room table. The little \n bachelor apartment looks pretty good. Tablecloth, candles, \n wine, everything. Bob has just dropped a huge bombshell.", "Her whole face lights up and she grabs the letter. She tears \n it open and reads it with growing excitement.\n\n INT. SAMMY'S BEDROOM. LATER", "Sammy drives in the other direction. She breaks into a smile, \n and then she laughs. Then she stops.\n\n INT. SAMMY'S BEDROOM. NIGHT", "SAMMY\n No. I'm not gonna stay long. Bob, I \n don't want to get married.\n\n Pause.", "SAMMY HANGS UP. Pause. She sweeps the TELEPHONE and ANSWERING \n MACHINE OFF the nightstand. Pause. She calms down and puts", "SAMMY\n Of course I do...!\n\n She throws her arms around his neck. He pats her gently.\n\n INT./EXT. BUS. DAY", "Sammy tries to get ahold of herself. Her voice is shaking.", "SAMMY\n Brian, that's enough.\n\n BRIAN falls back, breathless.\n\n BRIAN\n OK. Sorry.", "Terry gives Sammy a look like, \"You've got to be kidding.\" \n Sammy tries to shush him with a conspiratorial look back. \n She goes out.", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm really glad you're home.\n\n Terry tries to smile at her.", "SAMMY, at her desk, watches Brian and Nancy make their \n progress through the bank. Nobody is being very friendly, \n and Brian suddenly seems awkward and vulnerable. Brian and \n Nancy reach Sammy's desk.", "He glances nervously at Sammy as he leads Nancy away from \n her desk and toward his office. He murmurs something to Nancy, \n who responds in a low but very testy voice:", "SAMMY\n -- and then we see each other twice \n and you suddenly say you want to get \n married? I mean...", "SAMMY\n You suck.\n\n She throws the sheets at him and storms away. Terry walks \n through the living room and OUT the front door, SLAMMING it \n behind him.", "Sammy is at her desk on the phone.\n\n SAMMY\n Hi.\n\n WE CUT BETWEEN THEM. Terry doesn't say anything.", "She hangs up again.\n\n INT. RUDY'S ROOM. NIGHT\n\n Sammy is tucking Rudy into bed." ], [ "Sammy swings open the door. BRIAN EVERETT, the new branch \n manager, is unpacking a box. Sammy is surprised to see he is", "She watches them working, unobserved, with mixed annoyance \n and relief, and finally with quiet pleasure, because it's a \n very cheerful sight.\n\n INT. BANK. DAY", "SAMMY, at her desk, watches Brian and Nancy make their \n progress through the bank. Nobody is being very friendly, \n and Brian suddenly seems awkward and vulnerable. Brian and \n Nancy reach Sammy's desk.", "Brian is showing his wife, NANCY, the bank. He is very \n solicitous of her, nervously introducing her to the employees,", "Terry watches him go, then drives off.\n\n INT. BANK -- HALL. A FEW MOMENTS LATER", "SAMMY KNOCKS on a big door that says \"Manager\" and has half \n the letters of the previous branch manager's name taken off \n it.", "A MOMENT LATER: Brian, talking to an employee, sees Sammy, \n across the bank, hurrying out the employees' exit.\n\n BRIAN\n Hey, Sammy?", "Sammy, just arrived at work and still in her coat, looks \n down at the note.\n\n INT. BANK -- BRIAN'S OFFICE. DAY", "She hurries toward the employees' entrance, fixing her skirt \n as she goes.\n\n INT. MERCHANTS NATIONAL TRUST. DAY", "INT. BANK -- SAMMY'S DESK. A MOMENT LATER", "People are filing out of the church. We also see a couple of \n the bank employees, including BRIAN and his very pretty six", "TERRY\n OK.\n\n INT. BANK -- MABEL'S DESK. DAY", "Bob drives Sammy along the highway. She stares out the window. \n She turns and watches Bob drive for a long moment.\n\n INT. BANK. DAY", "RUDY is WAITING in a doorway for Terry. He is wet and cold. \n The RAIN pours down.\n\n INT. BANK. DAY", "Sammy walks through the empty bank hall and into Brian's \n office. Brian is at his desk.\n\n BRIAN\n You're working late.", "INT. BANK -- BRIAN'S OFFICE. DAY\n\n The RAIN runs down Brian's office window. BRIAN, in a wet \n raincoat, turns on his light.", "They stand there. The rain gutters drip.\n\n INT. BANK. MORNING", "They drive in silence for a moment. Terry glances down at \n Rudy.\n\n INT. BANK -- SAMMY'S DESK. DAY", "INT. BANK -- SAMMY'S DESK. DAY\n\n Sammy sits agitated for a moment. She makes a decision, picks \n up the phone and dials.", "He glances nervously at Sammy as he leads Nancy away from \n her desk and toward his office. He murmurs something to Nancy, \n who responds in a low but very testy voice:" ], [ "BRIAN\n No -- I don't mean -- She's not ill. \n She's just... I don't know...\n\n SAMMY\n Pregnant?", "BRIAN\n That's it. She's pregnant.\n\n SAMMY\n It can make you kind of cranky.", "TERRY\n What?\n\n SAMMY\n I know! And his wife is six months \n pregnant.", "Brian is showing his wife, NANCY, the bank. He is very \n solicitous of her, nervously introducing her to the employees,", "months' PREGNANT wife, NANCY. We find SAMMY and RUDY. Sammy \n is chatting to some neighbors. Rudy is bored out of his mind,", "BRIAN\n This is Chuck. Chuck, this is my \n wife, Nancy.\n\n CHUCK\n Hello.", "past a couple of employees and to BRIAN'S OPEN DOOR. She \n taps on it. Brian is at his desk.", "BRIAN\n (Startled awake)\n What's the matter?\n\n Sammy looks at the clock radio. 9:20.", "SAMMY\n How did your wife like the bank?\n\n BRIAN\n Oh, fine. She wasn't feeling so great.", "Brian sits on the edge of one of the beds watching some \n daytime Sunday show on the motel TV. There is a knock at the", "BRIAN\n Sorry, could you close the door \n please?\n\n Sammy closes the door.\n\n INT. DINING ROOM. NIGHT", "BRIAN\n May I respond?\n (Beat)\n First of all, I don't appreciate", "Brian kisses her. She drops her folders and they make out \n against the door.\n\n OUTSIDE THE OFFICE: The employees click away at their PCs. \n Mabel exchanges a quiet word with Chuck.", "Brian is at his desk, busy working between stacks of papers. \n She knocks on the open door.", "SAMMY, at her desk, watches Brian and Nancy make their \n progress through the bank. Nobody is being very friendly, \n and Brian suddenly seems awkward and vulnerable. Brian and \n Nancy reach Sammy's desk.", "INT. BANK -- BRIAN'S OFFICE. DAY\n\n The RAIN runs down Brian's office window. BRIAN, in a wet \n raincoat, turns on his light.", "INT. MOTEL ROOM. LATER\n\n Brian and Sammy lie under the starchy sheets. Brian's eyes \n are shut. Sammy is very upset with herself.", "SAMMY\n Oh my gosh.\n\n A FEW MOMENTS LATER: Sammy and Brian are on opposite sides \n of the bed, getting dressed.", "BRIAN\n (On phone)\n It's Brian.\n\n Sammy turns away and lowers her voice so Terry and Rudy won't \n overhear her.", "BRIAN\n Yeah...\n\n Pause." ], [ "TERRY\n Yeah, maybe that'd be a good idea.\n\n He starts crying. Sammy pats him.", "SAMMY\n Nobody knows what to do with you.\n\n TERRY\n I know how they feel, man.", "TERRY\n OK.\n\n SAMMY\n Rudy knows where she lives.\n\n Terry glances at Rudy, then back at Sammy.", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm really glad you're home.\n\n Terry tries to smile at her.", "SAMMY\n Well, Terry --", "He turns to Sammy.", "SAMMY\n (Into phone)\n Hello?... TERRY!...\n\n EXT. SAMMY'S HOUSE. DAY", "INT. DAWSON'S -- AT THEIR TABLE. A FEW MOMENTS LATER\n\n Terry is studying the menu, over-intently. Sammy is beaming \n at him.", "TERRY\n You don't have to say anything, Sammy.\n\n SAMMY\n I want you to leave.\n\n Terry looks at her.", "SAMMY\n Terry -- Give me a break!!!\n\n Pause.\n\n TERRY\n What's the matter with you?", "TERRY\n I'll get it.\n\n Sammy watches him go.\n\n INT./EXT. FRONT DOOR. DAY", "TERRY\n Thanks, Darryl.\n\n Darryl walks away. Terry stands outside the restaurant looking \n for Sammy.", "TERRY\n Jesus Christ, Sammy...!\n\n SAMMY\n I know, I know.", "TERRY\n I would, Sammy, I just don't think \n it'd be good for him.\n\n Pause.", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm sorry I got so mad before. \n I just don't want him, you know -- \n terrified of \"telling,\" if there's --", "SAMMY\n You will?\n\n TERRY\n Sure, Sammy. Of course I will. You \n know that.\n\n Pause.", "Terry opens the door. RAY is there. Terry closes the door \n behind him. Sammy listens to the PICKUP TRUCK DRIVE OFF. The \n sound FADES.", "INT. SAMMY'S HOUSE -- DOWNSTAIRS HALL. NIGHT\n\n Terry is holding a broom looking up at the ceiling. Sammy \n passes by and stops.", "TERRY\n Well, could I please --\n\n SAMMY\n Oh my God! --\n\n TERRY\n Would you please let me --", "SAMMY\n Nothing. I'm just tired.\n\n TERRY\n You want to smoke some pot?" ], [ "Rudy Sr. sees Rudy, who is looking up at him. His face falls.\n\n RUDY SR.\n Hey.\n\n Rudy doesn't answer.", "RUDY SR.\n Hey!\n\n TERRY\n Hey, Rudy.", "RUDY SR. appears behind Janie. He's around thirty, wiry, \n dressed in jeans and an old shirt. He doesn't look good. He \n recognizes Terry.", "RUDY SR.\n What are you doin' here?\n\n TERRY\n I just wanted the kid to see you --", "RUDY SR.\n Well, now he saw me.\n (He looks at Rudy)\n Now you saw me. OK?\n (To Terry)\n Now would you mind?", "Rudy Sr. shoves Terry. Terry belts him, and suddenly they \n are throwing wild punches at each other. Rudy goes sprawling \n in the dirt.", "Rudy Sr.'s face looks puffy and beaten up. A 3RD COP stands \n apart with Rudy, who is watching the whole thing. WE CUT \n rapidly and jerkily through this section:", "Rudy gets in the back of the car and looks out at RUDY SR. \n and JANIE talking to the 1ST COP. Rudy Sr. is looking at him \n over the 1st cop's shoulder.", "Terry knocks Rudy Sr. down and starts pummeling him brutally. \n Janie comes out of the house and jumps on his back, trying \n to pull him off.", "TERRY\n All right, all right.\n\n They all go outside. Rudy Sr. pulls the door closed behind \n him.", "Rudy Sr. starts walking toward Terry to make him go back out \n the door.\n\n RUDY SR.\n Could you step away from the door \n please?", "RUDY SR.\n What the hell are you doin'?\n\n TERRY\n What do you mean what am I doin' --", "He pulls up outside a small, plain, run-down ranch-style \n house with a lot of junk out front, and gets out of the car. \n Rudy stays in.", "TERRY\n Rudy, meet Rudy.\n\n Rudy Sr. looks away, shaking his head. JANIE moves away from \n the door.", "Rudy is asleep in bed.\n\n INT. BAR. NIGHT", "SAMMY\n Rudy. Yes it was. Your father's name \n is Rudy Kolinski. He lives in \n Auburn...\n\n INT. HALLWAY. NIGHT", "him about Rudy Sr., because I don't \n know what to say. And I don't know \n whether I should just let him imagine", "He leans over Rudy roughly and pushes open the door. Rudy \n gets out of the car and marches down the long driveway. He \n bursts into tears.", "EXT. MAIN STREET. DAY\n\n Rudy trudges resolutely through the pouring rain toward the \n center of town. He is completely drenched.", "Terry throws Janie off him, grabs Rudy Sr. again and resumes \n beating him up. Janie jumps back on top of him.\n\n Two neighbors run toward the melee to break it up." ], [ "TERRY\n This is such bullshit. He started \n the whole thing and you're arresting \n me?", "A MOMENT LATER: The 2ND COP puts handcuffs on Terry. Rudy \n watches.\n\n 2ND COP\n Now give me your right hand...", "The Sheriff walks along with Terry. Terry, very self-conscious \n about smelling like pot, fumbles to light a cigarette. The \n Sheriff does not seem to notice.", "TERRY\n Sorry.\n\n The Sheriff recognizes Terry and breaks into a big smile.", "The cop cars' doors slam first on Terry and then on Rudy.\n\n INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT", "TERRY is lying on the sofa, smoking a joint, watching TV, in \n a funk. O.C. we LOUD BANGING ON THE PIPES.", "She stops. Terry is now totally contrite.\n\n INT. BATHROOM. NIGHT", "TERRY\n It's them!\n\n They break for the door, Terry fumbling for his key. He gets \n the door open.", "TERRY\n Yes. Yes.", "Terry is smoking pot with his head and shoulders stuck outside \n the window. RAIN FALLS on his HEAD.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:", "Terry knocks Rudy Sr. down and starts pummeling him brutally. \n Janie comes out of the house and jumps on his back, trying \n to pull him off.", "Terry is seated on the toilet seat in the cramped bathroom \n smoking a joint. He takes a huge hit and holds it in for as", "TERRY\n Listen. Listen. I'm sorry I said you \n squealed on me. I was totally out of", "Terry watches him go, then drives off.\n\n INT. BANK -- HALL. A FEW MOMENTS LATER", "He goes back to work. Rudy resumes hammering. After a moment \n he switches his grip and starts hammering Terry's way. Terry \n looks up and watches him.", "Terry opens the door. RAY is there. Terry closes the door \n behind him. Sammy listens to the PICKUP TRUCK DRIVE OFF. The \n sound FADES.", "TERRY\n No, man, I'm reformed.\n\n SHERIFF\n Oh, yeah. Good to see you, kid.", "Terry turns and sees her. He breaks into a big smile, tosses \n his cigarette and goes into the restaurant. Through the window \n we see them make their way toward each other.", "Terry throws Janie off him, grabs Rudy Sr. again and resumes \n beating him up. Janie jumps back on top of him.\n\n Two neighbors run toward the melee to break it up.", "TERRY\n (Into phone)\n Hi, is that Malcolm?... Hi, this is" ], [ "TERRY\n Thanks, Darryl.\n\n Darryl walks away. Terry stands outside the restaurant looking \n for Sammy.", "TERRY\n I'll get it.\n\n Sammy watches him go.\n\n INT./EXT. FRONT DOOR. DAY", "Behind him in the restaurant Sammy is sitting at a table, \n talking to the waitress.\n\n She sees Terry and gets up immediately, smiling like crazy \n as she threads her way through the tables toward the door.", "SAMMY\n Oh -- Yeah. That's OK.\n (Pause)\n Terry, I don't even know where you're \n going.", "TERRY\n What do you mean, Get my own place?\n\n SAMMY\n I mean I --", "TERRY\n You don't have to say anything, Sammy.\n\n SAMMY\n I want you to leave.\n\n Terry looks at her.", "TERRY\n OK.\n\n SAMMY\n Rudy knows where she lives.\n\n Terry glances at Rudy, then back at Sammy.", "Terry is sitting on the bed, addressing an envelope to SHEILA. \n He puts the $300 in the ENVELOPE and seals it. He sees Sammy \n standing in the doorway. He starts to unlace his boots.", "TERRY\n You mean in Scottsville?\n\n SAMMY\n Yes.", "TERRY\n Well, I don't know... I got all these \n things I gotta do back in Worcester...\n\n SAMMY\n Oh...", "SAMMY\n You suck.\n\n She throws the sheets at him and storms away. Terry walks \n through the living room and OUT the front door, SLAMMING it \n behind him.", "SAMMY\n Is that for you?\n\n TERRY\n Yeah, I'm just gonna stay at Ray's \n till I take off.", "INT. DAWSON'S -- AT THEIR TABLE. A FEW MOMENTS LATER\n\n Terry is studying the menu, over-intently. Sammy is beaming \n at him.", "Terry opens the door. RAY is there. Terry closes the door \n behind him. Sammy listens to the PICKUP TRUCK DRIVE OFF. The \n sound FADES.", "SAMMY\n I didn't know if you left yet.\n\n TERRY\n No -- I'm leavin' tomorrow.", "SAMMY\n (Into phone)\n Hello?... TERRY!...\n\n EXT. SAMMY'S HOUSE. DAY", "TERRY\n Yeah -- I don't know... I mean --\n\n SAMMY\n Terry, you can't just leave like \n this. I --", "INT. SAMMY'S HOUSE -- DOWNSTAIRS HALL. NIGHT\n\n Terry is holding a broom looking up at the ceiling. Sammy \n passes by and stops.", "TERRY\n No -- I'm just gonna take off. I'll \n see you later.\n\n SAMMY\n Well --", "SAMMY\n Nobody knows what to do with you.\n\n TERRY\n I know how they feel, man." ], [ "Mr. Prescott's FOOT STOMPS on the BRAKE. We BLACK OUT and \n there is the SOUND of a terrible CRASH.\n\n CUT TO:", "their late thirties, dressed up for a night out. Mr. Prescott \n drives them along a dark hilly two-lane highway.", "EXT. PRESCOTT (SAMMY'S) HOUSE. DUSK\n\n The same house that Sammy grew up in, with sixteen years' \n more wear on it.", "The shifting lights from the odd passing car play over the \n faces of MR. and MRS. PRESCOTT, a pleasant-looking couple in", "MRS. PRESCOTT\n (Screams)\n Tom!", "The PICKUP LURCHES into the road, with not nearly enough \n time to spare.\n\n MRS. PRESCOTT\n Tom!", "MR. PRESCOTT\n Jesus!\n\n Mr. Prescott swerves OVER the DOUBLE SOLID WHITE LINE and \n clears the truck as --", "(Samantha) and TERRY PRESCOTT, in their pajamas, lying on \n their stomachs in the living room, watching television. Sammy \n is eleven. Terry is eight.", "MRS. PRESCOTT\n Tom --\n\n MR. PRESCOTT\n I see him...", "TERRY PRESCOTT comes in. He is twenty-five years old: a real \n mess with a certain natural appeal. He wears old jeans, very", "Terry Prescott?... I been trying to \n get ahold of Sheila and there's no \n answer, and I was just wondering if", "Among the mourners in the second row sit Terry and Sammy, \n both redeyed, and uncomfortable in their dress-up clothes. \n Their Aunt Ruth, a pinch-faced woman in her forties, sits \n next to them.", "MRS. PRESCOTT\n Why do they always put braces on \n teenage girls at the exact moment \n when they're the most self-conscious \n about their appearance?", "Pause.\n\n MR. PRESCOTT\n I don't know.", "Rudy puts on his seat belt.\n\n RUDY\n Mom's parents died in a car accident.", "EXT. THE PRESCOTTS' FRONT DOOR. NIGHT\n\n The SHADOW of a big man looms up onto the front door. A big \n finger RINGS the BELL.", "house. And that's it. She's on Harvey \n Lane, right past where the Dewitts \n used to live.", "TERRY\n I know. They're my parents too.\n\n RUDY\n They are?", "SHERIFF\n God damn! Terry Prescott! How you \n doin'? Gimme a cuddle!", "DISSOLVE TO:\n\n EXT. SCOTTSVILLE CEMETERY. SIXTEEN YEARS LATER. DAY" ], [ "EXT. PRESCOTT (SAMMY'S) HOUSE. DUSK\n\n The same house that Sammy grew up in, with sixteen years' \n more wear on it.", "their late thirties, dressed up for a night out. Mr. Prescott \n drives them along a dark hilly two-lane highway.", "MRS. PRESCOTT\n (Screams)\n Tom!", "The shifting lights from the odd passing car play over the \n faces of MR. and MRS. PRESCOTT, a pleasant-looking couple in", "(Samantha) and TERRY PRESCOTT, in their pajamas, lying on \n their stomachs in the living room, watching television. Sammy \n is eleven. Terry is eight.", "Mr. Prescott's FOOT STOMPS on the BRAKE. We BLACK OUT and \n there is the SOUND of a terrible CRASH.\n\n CUT TO:", "TERRY PRESCOTT comes in. He is twenty-five years old: a real \n mess with a certain natural appeal. He wears old jeans, very", "EXT. THE PRESCOTTS' FRONT DOOR. NIGHT\n\n The SHADOW of a big man looms up onto the front door. A big \n finger RINGS the BELL.", "The PICKUP LURCHES into the road, with not nearly enough \n time to spare.\n\n MRS. PRESCOTT\n Tom!", "house. And that's it. She's on Harvey \n Lane, right past where the Dewitts \n used to live.", "MRS. PRESCOTT\n Tom --\n\n MR. PRESCOTT\n I see him...", "MR. PRESCOTT\n Jesus!\n\n Mr. Prescott swerves OVER the DOUBLE SOLID WHITE LINE and \n clears the truck as --", "He pulls up outside a small, plain, run-down ranch-style \n house with a lot of junk out front, and gets out of the car. \n Rudy stays in.", "POV TERRY: THE \"WELCOME TO SCOTTSVILLE\" SIGN whizzes by. \n Houses start dotting the side of the road.\n\n Terry starts getting very agitated.", "TERRY\n You mean in Scottsville?\n\n SAMMY\n Yes.", "Sammy and Rudy drive home in silence. The orange sunlight \n flickers through the trees and onto their faces as they drive \n along.", "Terry Prescott?... I been trying to \n get ahold of Sheila and there's no \n answer, and I was just wondering if", "MRS. PRESCOTT\n Why do they always put braces on \n teenage girls at the exact moment \n when they're the most self-conscious \n about their appearance?", "TERRY\n No -- I lived in Alaska. Your dad \n lives in Auburn. Far as I know.\n (Pause)", "AMY, a thirteen-year-old baby-sitter with braces, opens the \n door and looks up. In the b.g. we see TWO CHILDREN, SAMMY" ], [ "SAMMY'S CAR pulls up across the street from where an eight-\n year-old BOY in a secondhand baseball jacket and a school", "SAMMY\n Rudy. Yes it was. Your father's name \n is Rudy Kolinski. He lives in \n Auburn...\n\n INT. HALLWAY. NIGHT", "SAMMY\n -- but he didn't do anything to you. \n And you cannot promise a little boy \n that you're gonna --", "He turns to Sammy.", "INT. SAMMY'S BEDROOM. SIMULTANEOUS", "SAMMY\n He can stay in the little room.\n (Pause)\n But you know what? He's not going to", "SAMMY\n Mr. Everett?\n\n BRIAN\n Yeah: Brian.", "SAMMY\n Nobody knows what to do with you.\n\n TERRY\n I know how they feel, man.", "SAMMY\n Bob...!\n\n She goes over to him. He gets up.\n\n BOB\n What?", "She hangs up again.\n\n INT. RUDY'S ROOM. NIGHT\n\n Sammy is tucking Rudy into bed.", "INT. SAMMY'S HOUSE -- LIVING ROOM. DAY", "INT. SAMMY'S HOUSE -- LIVING ROOM. DAY", "SAMMY\n Brian, that's enough.\n\n BRIAN falls back, breathless.\n\n BRIAN\n OK. Sorry.", "SAMMY\n (Into phone)\n Hello?\n\n INT. BOB'S CAR (MOVING). DAY", "BRIAN\n How old's your son?\n\n SAMMY\n He's eight.", "Behind him in the restaurant Sammy is sitting at a table, \n talking to the waitress.\n\n She sees Terry and gets up immediately, smiling like crazy \n as she threads her way through the tables toward the door.", "INT. RUDY'S ROOM. NIGHT\n\n Sammy is tucking Rudy in, stroking his hair.", "SAMMY\n Rudy?\n\n RUDY\n Yeah?", "INT. SAMMY'S BEDROOM. NIGHT\n\n Sammy is asleep in bed.\n\n INT. RUDY'S BEDROOM. NIGHT", "Still looking down, Sammy shakes her head, tears leaking \n down her cheeks.\n\n TERRY\n Come on, Sammy... Look at me... Look \n at me..." ], [ "TERRY\n Well, I'm definitely gonna be gone \n for a couple of days at least, Sheila.\n\n SHEILA\n Why do you have to stay so long?", "He goes back to work. Rudy resumes hammering. After a moment \n he switches his grip and starts hammering Terry's way. Terry \n looks up and watches him.", "She stops. Terry is now totally contrite.\n\n INT. BATHROOM. NIGHT", "Terry turns and sees her. He breaks into a big smile, tosses \n his cigarette and goes into the restaurant. Through the window \n we see them make their way toward each other.", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm really glad you're home.\n\n Terry tries to smile at her.", "Terry is watching TV on the sofa with his feet up on the \n coffee table. Sammy comes down the stairs and into the living \n room. He keeps watching TV. She doesn't sit. She is trembling.", "TERRY\n Well... Yeah... You know... Thought \n maybe I'd try to show my face... Let \n her brother have a crack at me...", "TERRY\n Yeah -- I don't know... I mean --\n\n SAMMY\n Terry, you can't just leave like \n this. I --", "TERRY\n No, I was just wondering if we could \n get some more refreshments, actually.\n\n He laughs. Looks down. Silence. He looks up at her.", "TERRY\n You don't have to say anything, Sammy.\n\n SAMMY\n I want you to leave.\n\n Terry looks at her.", "TERRY\n Yeah, me too, Sammy.\n\n He goes back to his game. She hesitates, then heads back up \n the stairs.", "TERRY\n His problem is that he's like totally \n sheltered because you treat him like \n he's three, instead of eight, so \n that's how he behaves.", "TERRY\n Why would I do that? Why don't I \n just leave, period?", "Terry is sitting on the bed, addressing an envelope to SHEILA. \n He puts the $300 in the ENVELOPE and seals it. He sees Sammy \n standing in the doorway. He starts to unlace his boots.", "TERRY\n Yeah. I didn't realize it'd been so \n long...\n\n He looks around the restaurant.", "Terry knocks Rudy Sr. down and starts pummeling him brutally. \n Janie comes out of the house and jumps on his back, trying \n to pull him off.", "TERRY\n No, you know what? I'll just go.\n\n He turns the TV back on.", "INT. DAWSON'S -- AT THEIR TABLE. A FEW MOMENTS LATER\n\n Terry is studying the menu, over-intently. Sammy is beaming \n at him.", "TERRY\n It's them!\n\n They break for the door, Terry fumbling for his key. He gets \n the door open.", "TERRY\n No, it's good. I thought I'd dress \n up too.\n\n He gestures to his shitty clothes." ], [ "Sammy swings open the door. BRIAN EVERETT, the new branch \n manager, is unpacking a box. Sammy is surprised to see he is", "She watches them working, unobserved, with mixed annoyance \n and relief, and finally with quiet pleasure, because it's a \n very cheerful sight.\n\n INT. BANK. DAY", "Brian is showing his wife, NANCY, the bank. He is very \n solicitous of her, nervously introducing her to the employees,", "SAMMY, at her desk, watches Brian and Nancy make their \n progress through the bank. Nobody is being very friendly, \n and Brian suddenly seems awkward and vulnerable. Brian and \n Nancy reach Sammy's desk.", "Terry watches him go, then drives off.\n\n INT. BANK -- HALL. A FEW MOMENTS LATER", "People are filing out of the church. We also see a couple of \n the bank employees, including BRIAN and his very pretty six", "SAMMY KNOCKS on a big door that says \"Manager\" and has half \n the letters of the previous branch manager's name taken off \n it.", "A MOMENT LATER: Brian, talking to an employee, sees Sammy, \n across the bank, hurrying out the employees' exit.\n\n BRIAN\n Hey, Sammy?", "INT. BANK -- SAMMY'S DESK. A MOMENT LATER", "Sammy, just arrived at work and still in her coat, looks \n down at the note.\n\n INT. BANK -- BRIAN'S OFFICE. DAY", "Bob drives Sammy along the highway. She stares out the window. \n She turns and watches Bob drive for a long moment.\n\n INT. BANK. DAY", "RUDY is WAITING in a doorway for Terry. He is wet and cold. \n The RAIN pours down.\n\n INT. BANK. DAY", "They stand there. The rain gutters drip.\n\n INT. BANK. MORNING", "TERRY\n OK.\n\n INT. BANK -- MABEL'S DESK. DAY", "She hurries toward the employees' entrance, fixing her skirt \n as she goes.\n\n INT. MERCHANTS NATIONAL TRUST. DAY", "Sammy walks through the empty bank hall and into Brian's \n office. Brian is at his desk.\n\n BRIAN\n You're working late.", "They drive in silence for a moment. Terry glances down at \n Rudy.\n\n INT. BANK -- SAMMY'S DESK. DAY", "INT. BANK -- BRIAN'S OFFICE. DAY\n\n The RAIN runs down Brian's office window. BRIAN, in a wet \n raincoat, turns on his light.", "INT. BANK -- SAMMY'S DESK. DAY\n\n Sammy sits agitated for a moment. She makes a decision, picks \n up the phone and dials.", "SAMMY\n How did your wife like the bank?\n\n BRIAN\n Oh, fine. She wasn't feeling so great." ], [ "Brian kisses her. She drops her folders and they make out \n against the door.\n\n OUTSIDE THE OFFICE: The employees click away at their PCs. \n Mabel exchanges a quiet word with Chuck.", "past a couple of employees and to BRIAN'S OPEN DOOR. She \n taps on it. Brian is at his desk.", "BRIAN\n Uh huh. Well, if anyone ever hears \n from her ever again, will you let me \n know?\n\n MABEL\n Yes.", "BRIAN\n (On phone)\n It's Brian.\n\n Sammy turns away and lowers her voice so Terry and Rudy won't \n overhear her.", "SAMMY\n I'll never tell.\n\n They start kissing again in the cramped space. Brian bangs \n his head. They laugh.", "Brian is showing his wife, NANCY, the bank. He is very \n solicitous of her, nervously introducing her to the employees,", "People are filing out of the church. We also see a couple of \n the bank employees, including BRIAN and his very pretty six", "BRIAN\n No -- I don't mean -- She's not ill. \n She's just... I don't know...\n\n SAMMY\n Pregnant?", "BRIAN\n This is Chuck. Chuck, this is my \n wife, Nancy.\n\n CHUCK\n Hello.", "SAMMY, at her desk, watches Brian and Nancy make their \n progress through the bank. Nobody is being very friendly, \n and Brian suddenly seems awkward and vulnerable. Brian and \n Nancy reach Sammy's desk.", "INT. BANK -- BRIAN'S OFFICE. DAY\n\n The RAIN runs down Brian's office window. BRIAN, in a wet \n raincoat, turns on his light.", "INT. MOTEL ROOM. LATER\n\n Brian and Sammy lie under the starchy sheets. Brian's eyes \n are shut. Sammy is very upset with herself.", "Brian sits on the edge of one of the beds watching some \n daytime Sunday show on the motel TV. There is a knock at the", "BRIAN\n May I respond?\n (Beat)\n First of all, I don't appreciate", "SAMMY\n Oh my gosh.\n\n A FEW MOMENTS LATER: Sammy and Brian are on opposite sides \n of the bed, getting dressed.", "In the motel room, Sammy and Brian, half-clothed, make love \n rather hurriedly on top of the unmade creaky bed.\n\n EXT. MOTEL. NIGHT", "BRIAN\n Hey, you know, Nancy's gonna be gone \n for the rest of the week...\n\n SAMMY\n You know... Brian...", "BRIAN\n Sorry, could you close the door \n please?\n\n Sammy closes the door.\n\n INT. DINING ROOM. NIGHT", "SAMMY\n Brian, that's enough.\n\n BRIAN falls back, breathless.\n\n BRIAN\n OK. Sorry.", "Sammy gets up and closes the door.\n\n INT. BRIAN'S OFFICE. LATER" ], [ "RUDY SR. appears behind Janie. He's around thirty, wiry, \n dressed in jeans and an old shirt. He doesn't look good. He \n recognizes Terry.", "Rudy Sr. shoves Terry. Terry belts him, and suddenly they \n are throwing wild punches at each other. Rudy goes sprawling \n in the dirt.", "TERRY\n All right, all right.\n\n They all go outside. Rudy Sr. pulls the door closed behind \n him.", "Terry knocks Rudy Sr. down and starts pummeling him brutally. \n Janie comes out of the house and jumps on his back, trying \n to pull him off.", "RUDY SR.\n Hey!\n\n TERRY\n Hey, Rudy.", "RUDY SR.\n What are you doin' here?\n\n TERRY\n I just wanted the kid to see you --", "RUDY SR.\n Well, now he saw me.\n (He looks at Rudy)\n Now you saw me. OK?\n (To Terry)\n Now would you mind?", "Terry throws Janie off him, grabs Rudy Sr. again and resumes \n beating him up. Janie jumps back on top of him.\n\n Two neighbors run toward the melee to break it up.", "Rudy Sr.'s face looks puffy and beaten up. A 3RD COP stands \n apart with Rudy, who is watching the whole thing. WE CUT \n rapidly and jerkily through this section:", "Rudy Sr. starts walking toward Terry to make him go back out \n the door.\n\n RUDY SR.\n Could you step away from the door \n please?", "RUDY SR.\n What the hell are you doin'?\n\n TERRY\n What do you mean what am I doin' --", "The cop cars' doors slam first on Terry and then on Rudy.\n\n INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT", "Terry opens the door. It's Ron, the minister, in his civvies.\n\n EXT. FRONT YARD. DAY\n\n Rudy is playing basketball by himself.", "He goes back to work. Rudy resumes hammering. After a moment \n he switches his grip and starts hammering Terry's way. Terry \n looks up and watches him.", "The DOOR OPENS, and TERRY COMES IN, smoking a cigarette. \n He's plastered. He looks around the room. Looks at Rudy's", "They drive in silence for a moment. Terry glances down at \n Rudy.\n\n INT. BANK -- SAMMY'S DESK. DAY", "OVER TERRY AND RUDY'S SHOULDERS as Terry drives slowly past \n dilapidated little houses in a very depressed residential \n area. Terry is scanning the house numbers.", "INT. BATHROOM. LATER\n\n Rudy is brushing his teeth. Terry pokes his head in.", "TERRY\n Rudy, meet Rudy.\n\n Rudy Sr. looks away, shaking his head. JANIE moves away from \n the door.", "RUDY is WAITING in a doorway for Terry. He is wet and cold. \n The RAIN pours down.\n\n INT. BANK. DAY" ], [ "TERRY\n This is such bullshit. He started \n the whole thing and you're arresting \n me?", "A MOMENT LATER: The 2ND COP puts handcuffs on Terry. Rudy \n watches.\n\n 2ND COP\n Now give me your right hand...", "The Sheriff walks along with Terry. Terry, very self-conscious \n about smelling like pot, fumbles to light a cigarette. The \n Sheriff does not seem to notice.", "TERRY\n Sorry.\n\n The Sheriff recognizes Terry and breaks into a big smile.", "The cop cars' doors slam first on Terry and then on Rudy.\n\n INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT", "TERRY is lying on the sofa, smoking a joint, watching TV, in \n a funk. O.C. we LOUD BANGING ON THE PIPES.", "She stops. Terry is now totally contrite.\n\n INT. BATHROOM. NIGHT", "TERRY\n It's them!\n\n They break for the door, Terry fumbling for his key. He gets \n the door open.", "TERRY\n Yes. Yes.", "Terry is smoking pot with his head and shoulders stuck outside \n the window. RAIN FALLS on his HEAD.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:", "Terry knocks Rudy Sr. down and starts pummeling him brutally. \n Janie comes out of the house and jumps on his back, trying \n to pull him off.", "Terry is seated on the toilet seat in the cramped bathroom \n smoking a joint. He takes a huge hit and holds it in for as", "TERRY\n Listen. Listen. I'm sorry I said you \n squealed on me. I was totally out of", "Terry watches him go, then drives off.\n\n INT. BANK -- HALL. A FEW MOMENTS LATER", "He goes back to work. Rudy resumes hammering. After a moment \n he switches his grip and starts hammering Terry's way. Terry \n looks up and watches him.", "Terry opens the door. RAY is there. Terry closes the door \n behind him. Sammy listens to the PICKUP TRUCK DRIVE OFF. The \n sound FADES.", "TERRY\n No, man, I'm reformed.\n\n SHERIFF\n Oh, yeah. Good to see you, kid.", "Terry turns and sees her. He breaks into a big smile, tosses \n his cigarette and goes into the restaurant. Through the window \n we see them make their way toward each other.", "Terry throws Janie off him, grabs Rudy Sr. again and resumes \n beating him up. Janie jumps back on top of him.\n\n Two neighbors run toward the melee to break it up.", "TERRY\n (Into phone)\n Hi, is that Malcolm?... Hi, this is" ], [ "SAMMY\n You suck.\n\n She throws the sheets at him and storms away. Terry walks \n through the living room and OUT the front door, SLAMMING it \n behind him.", "TERRY\n Thanks, Darryl.\n\n Darryl walks away. Terry stands outside the restaurant looking \n for Sammy.", "TERRY\n I'll get it.\n\n Sammy watches him go.\n\n INT./EXT. FRONT DOOR. DAY", "SAMMY\n Oh -- Yeah. That's OK.\n (Pause)\n Terry, I don't even know where you're \n going.", "TERRY\n OK.\n\n SAMMY\n Rudy knows where she lives.\n\n Terry glances at Rudy, then back at Sammy.", "Terry is sitting on the bed, addressing an envelope to SHEILA. \n He puts the $300 in the ENVELOPE and seals it. He sees Sammy \n standing in the doorway. He starts to unlace his boots.", "TERRY\n You don't have to say anything, Sammy.\n\n SAMMY\n I want you to leave.\n\n Terry looks at her.", "SAMMY\n (Into phone)\n Hello?... TERRY!...\n\n EXT. SAMMY'S HOUSE. DAY", "SAMMY\n Nobody knows what to do with you.\n\n TERRY\n I know how they feel, man.", "TERRY\n Well, I don't know... I got all these \n things I gotta do back in Worcester...\n\n SAMMY\n Oh...", "TERRY\n What do you mean, Get my own place?\n\n SAMMY\n I mean I --", "TERRY\n No -- I'm just gonna take off. I'll \n see you later.\n\n SAMMY\n Well --", "INT. SAMMY'S HOUSE -- DOWNSTAIRS HALL. NIGHT\n\n Terry is holding a broom looking up at the ceiling. Sammy \n passes by and stops.", "SAMMY\n Is that for you?\n\n TERRY\n Yeah, I'm just gonna stay at Ray's \n till I take off.", "INT. SAMMY'S CAR. DAY\n\n Sammy and Terry get in the car. Sammy isn't saying anything.\n\n TERRY\n Where we going?", "TERRY\n Yeah, maybe that'd be a good idea.\n\n He starts crying. Sammy pats him.", "TERRY\n You mean in Scottsville?\n\n SAMMY\n Yes.", "TERRY\n Yeah -- I don't know... I mean --\n\n SAMMY\n Terry, you can't just leave like \n this. I --", "TERRY\n OK.\n\n Sammy gets into her coat. Bob opens the front door.", "Behind him in the restaurant Sammy is sitting at a table, \n talking to the waitress.\n\n She sees Terry and gets up immediately, smiling like crazy \n as she threads her way through the tables toward the door." ], [ "SAMMY\n Brian, that's enough.\n\n BRIAN falls back, breathless.\n\n BRIAN\n OK. Sorry.", "INT. SAMMY'S BEDROOM. SIMULTANEOUS", "She kisses him. She tries to make it sexy, but he's not into \n it anymore and he politely restricts the kissing.\n\n INT. SAMMY'S BATHROOM. NIGHT", "Sammy comes out of Rudy's room, shutting the door softly. We \n HEAR the TV going downstairs. She stands at the top of the \n stairs for a moment.", "Sammy is flipping channels on the TV. The DOORBELL RINGS. \n She is surprised. She gets up. Terry comes thundering down \n the stairs, carrying his backpack.", "SAMMY\n (Practically choking)\n Listen.\n (Pause)", "SAMMY\n -- but he didn't do anything to you. \n And you cannot promise a little boy \n that you're gonna --", "SAMMY\n Give me a kiss.\n\n Rudy gives her a kiss and puts his arms around her and \n squeezes her neck.", "She hangs up again.\n\n INT. RUDY'S ROOM. NIGHT\n\n Sammy is tucking Rudy into bed.", "SAMMY\n Now you just listen to me. I may not \n be the greatest mother in the world,", "SAMMY\n He can stay in the little room.\n (Pause)\n But you know what? He's not going to", "SAMMY\n Bob...!\n\n She goes over to him. He gets up.\n\n BOB\n What?", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm sorry I got so mad before. \n I just don't want him, you know -- \n terrified of \"telling,\" if there's --", "Sammy pulls up, fast, and gets out of the car. Hearing the \n hammering from the backyard, she walks quickly around the", "Sammy drives in the other direction. She breaks into a smile, \n and then she laughs. Then she stops.\n\n INT. SAMMY'S BEDROOM. NIGHT", "SAMMY\n Of course I do...!\n\n She throws her arms around his neck. He pats her gently.\n\n INT./EXT. BUS. DAY", "SAMMY\n (Very quietly)\n Well -- that's not what I'm saying.\n\n Terry shrugs and watches TV.", "Sammy tries to get ahold of herself. Her voice is shaking.", "Her whole face lights up and she grabs the letter. She tears \n it open and reads it with growing excitement.\n\n INT. SAMMY'S BEDROOM. LATER", "SAMMY\n Nothing. I'm just tired.\n\n TERRY\n You want to smoke some pot?" ], [ "Among the mourners in the second row sit Terry and Sammy, \n both redeyed, and uncomfortable in their dress-up clothes. \n Their Aunt Ruth, a pinch-faced woman in her forties, sits \n next to them.", "Sammy and Terry are holding hands tightly. Terry wipes his \n eyes with his free hand.", "SAMMY\n I really wish Mom was here.\n\n TERRY\n So do I, man.", "SAMMY\n -- I don't know if you're alive or \n dead --\n\n TERRY\n I'm sorry --", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm really glad you're home.\n\n Terry tries to smile at her.", "SAMMY\n Nobody knows what to do with you.\n\n TERRY\n I know how they feel, man.", "(Samantha) and TERRY PRESCOTT, in their pajamas, lying on \n their stomachs in the living room, watching television. Sammy \n is eleven. Terry is eight.", "TERRY\n That is depressing.\n\n SAMMY\n Why?", "SAMMY\n Nothing. I'm just tired.\n\n TERRY\n You want to smoke some pot?", "SAMMY\n Look. I know you're upset about Uncle \n Terry leaving, and so am I. But he's", "SAMMY\n Well, Terry --", "They stand apart now. Silence.\n\n TERRY\n Darryl told you?\n\n SAMMY\n Yes!", "SAMMY\n Did you know my Mommy used to take \n me and Uncle Terry out at night to \n look at the constellations?\n\n RUDY\n Yeah.", "SAMMY\n Good night.\n\n TERRY\n Good night.\n\n Pause.", "SAMMY\n What?\n\n TERRY\n No...", "TERRY\n Jesus Christ, Sammy...!\n\n SAMMY\n I know, I know.", "TERRY\n What?\n\n SAMMY\n I know! And his wife is six months \n pregnant.", "SAMMY\n (Into phone)\n Hello?... TERRY!...\n\n EXT. SAMMY'S HOUSE. DAY", "Sammy, Terry and Rudy are all eating dinner. Terry is drinking \n a beer. His mood is dark.", "SAMMY\n Hey -- You don't write me for six \n months, I have no idea where you are --\n\n TERRY\n I'm sorry --" ], [ "TERRY\n You don't have to say anything, Sammy.\n\n SAMMY\n I want you to leave.\n\n Terry looks at her.", "TERRY\n Yeah -- I don't know... I mean --\n\n SAMMY\n Terry, you can't just leave like \n this. I --", "TERRY\n What do you mean, Get my own place?\n\n SAMMY\n I mean I --", "TERRY\n I'll get it.\n\n Sammy watches him go.\n\n INT./EXT. FRONT DOOR. DAY", "SAMMY\n You suck.\n\n She throws the sheets at him and storms away. Terry walks \n through the living room and OUT the front door, SLAMMING it \n behind him.", "TERRY\n Thanks, Darryl.\n\n Darryl walks away. Terry stands outside the restaurant looking \n for Sammy.", "SAMMY\n I didn't know if you left yet.\n\n TERRY\n No -- I'm leavin' tomorrow.", "SAMMY\n Is that for you?\n\n TERRY\n Yeah, I'm just gonna stay at Ray's \n till I take off.", "TERRY\n I would, Sammy, I just don't think \n it'd be good for him.\n\n Pause.", "SAMMY\n Oh -- Yeah. That's OK.\n (Pause)\n Terry, I don't even know where you're \n going.", "TERRY\n No -- I'm just gonna take off. I'll \n see you later.\n\n SAMMY\n Well --", "TERRY\n OK.\n\n SAMMY\n Rudy knows where she lives.\n\n Terry glances at Rudy, then back at Sammy.", "TERRY\n Well, I don't know... I got all these \n things I gotta do back in Worcester...\n\n SAMMY\n Oh...", "SAMMY\n Look. I know you're upset about Uncle \n Terry leaving, and so am I. But he's", "SAMMY\n You don't have to do that.\n\n TERRY\n Yeah. Well, that's what I wanna do, \n so --", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm sorry I got so mad before. \n I just don't want him, you know -- \n terrified of \"telling,\" if there's --", "Terry gives Sammy a look like, \"You've got to be kidding.\" \n Sammy tries to shush him with a conspiratorial look back. \n She goes out.", "SAMMY\n (Into phone)\n Hello?... TERRY!...\n\n EXT. SAMMY'S HOUSE. DAY", "Terry is sitting on the bed, addressing an envelope to SHEILA. \n He puts the $300 in the ENVELOPE and seals it. He sees Sammy \n standing in the doorway. He starts to unlace his boots.", "SAMMY\n Nobody knows what to do with you.\n\n TERRY\n I know how they feel, man." ], [ "TERRY\n Well... Yeah... You know... Thought \n maybe I'd try to show my face... Let \n her brother have a crack at me...", "She stops. Terry is now totally contrite.\n\n INT. BATHROOM. NIGHT", "TERRY\n She tried to kill herself.\n\n INT. TERRY'S ROOM. NIGHT", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm really glad you're home.\n\n Terry tries to smile at her.", "Terry turns and sees her. He breaks into a big smile, tosses \n his cigarette and goes into the restaurant. Through the window \n we see them make their way toward each other.", "TERRY\n I'm just kidding. I just thought... \n Just thought I'd check up on her...", "TERRY\n Well, yeah. Your mom is my sister.\n\n RUDY\n Yeah, I know.", "INT. TERRY'S APARTMENT -- WORCESTER, MASS. NIGHT", "Terry knocks Rudy Sr. down and starts pummeling him brutally. \n Janie comes out of the house and jumps on his back, trying \n to pull him off.", "Terry is watching TV on the sofa with his feet up on the \n coffee table. Sammy comes down the stairs and into the living \n room. He keeps watching TV. She doesn't sit. She is trembling.", "Terry opens the door. It's Ron, the minister, in his civvies.\n\n EXT. FRONT YARD. DAY\n\n Rudy is playing basketball by himself.", "He goes back to work. Rudy resumes hammering. After a moment \n he switches his grip and starts hammering Terry's way. Terry \n looks up and watches him.", "TERRY is lying on the sofa, smoking a joint, watching TV, in \n a funk. O.C. we LOUD BANGING ON THE PIPES.", "Among the mourners in the second row sit Terry and Sammy, \n both redeyed, and uncomfortable in their dress-up clothes. \n Their Aunt Ruth, a pinch-faced woman in her forties, sits \n next to them.", "RUDY SR. appears behind Janie. He's around thirty, wiry, \n dressed in jeans and an old shirt. He doesn't look good. He \n recognizes Terry.", "SHEILA SADLER is sitting at the table by the fridge. She is \n barely eighteen, frail and damaged.\n\n SHEILA\n Hey, Terry.", "Terry is sitting on the bed, addressing an envelope to SHEILA. \n He puts the $300 in the ENVELOPE and seals it. He sees Sammy \n standing in the doorway. He starts to unlace his boots.", "TERRY\n Well, I'm definitely gonna be gone \n for a couple of days at least, Sheila.\n\n SHEILA\n Why do you have to stay so long?", "TERRY\n Sorry.\n\n The Sheriff recognizes Terry and breaks into a big smile.", "TERRY\n Because my sister is not a bank, you \n know? I can't just show up and ask \n her for --" ], [ "Rudy Sr. sees Rudy, who is looking up at him. His face falls.\n\n RUDY SR.\n Hey.\n\n Rudy doesn't answer.", "SAMMY\n Rudy. Yes it was. Your father's name \n is Rudy Kolinski. He lives in \n Auburn...\n\n INT. HALLWAY. NIGHT", "SAMMY\n Last I heard, Rudy's Dad was living \n over in Auburn. But that was last \n year.", "He leans over Rudy roughly and pushes open the door. Rudy \n gets out of the car and marches down the long driveway. He \n bursts into tears.", "He pulls up outside a small, plain, run-down ranch-style \n house with a lot of junk out front, and gets out of the car. \n Rudy stays in.", "RUDY\n My father.\n\n Pause.\n\n SAMMY\n What about your father?", "TERRY\n No.\n\n RUDY\n My father was in the army.", "Rudy is asleep in bed.\n\n INT. BAR. NIGHT", "TERRY\n All right, all right.\n\n They all go outside. Rudy Sr. pulls the door closed behind \n him.", "Rudy gets in the back of the car and looks out at RUDY SR. \n and JANIE talking to the 1ST COP. Rudy Sr. is looking at him \n over the 1st cop's shoulder.", "EXT. MAIN STREET. DAY\n\n Rudy trudges resolutely through the pouring rain toward the \n center of town. He is completely drenched.", "Terry knocks Rudy Sr. down and starts pummeling him brutally. \n Janie comes out of the house and jumps on his back, trying \n to pull him off.", "TERRY\n Well, he doesn't live very far from \n here.\n\n RUDY\n I thought he lived in Alaska.", "Rudy Sr. shoves Terry. Terry belts him, and suddenly they \n are throwing wild punches at each other. Rudy goes sprawling \n in the dirt.", "Rudy Sr.'s face looks puffy and beaten up. A 3RD COP stands \n apart with Rudy, who is watching the whole thing. WE CUT \n rapidly and jerkily through this section:", "RUDY SR.\n Hey!\n\n TERRY\n Hey, Rudy.", "RUDY\n Bye.\n\n Rudy hugs Terry. Terry hugs him back. He is suddenly overcome \n and presses his lips to the top of Rudy's head.", "She hangs up again.\n\n INT. RUDY'S ROOM. NIGHT\n\n Sammy is tucking Rudy into bed.", "RUDY SR.\n What are you doin' here?\n\n TERRY\n I just wanted the kid to see you --", "He goes back to work. Rudy resumes hammering. After a moment \n he switches his grip and starts hammering Terry's way. Terry \n looks up and watches him." ], [ "Rudy is on the floor, writing in his school composition \n notebook. Sammy comes downstairs.\n\n SAMMY\n Rudy? Would it distract you if I put \n on some music?", "RUDY\n It's not very good.\n\n SAMMY\n Don't say that.\n\n Rudy keeps writing.", "RUDY\n No.\n\n She puts on a CD, sits down and picks up a book. She looks \n at Rudy, who is writing away.", "toys. Picks up some superhero comics and sits on Rudy's bed. \n Then he spies Rudy's COMPOSITION BOOK, picks it up and starts \n reading it.", "RUDY\n We're supposed to write a story for \n English homework, but they didn't \n tell us what it's supposed to be \n about.", "He leans over Rudy roughly and pushes open the door. Rudy \n gets out of the car and marches down the long driveway. He \n bursts into tears.", "and watches Rudy for a second. Rudy is hammering away with \n no great skill.", "SAMMY\n Did you think of a story?\n\n RUDY\n Uh huh.\n\n SAMMY\n What's it about?", "Rudy sits in the living room in his baseball jacket. His \n knapsack is on the floor beside him. He looks at the CLOCK: \n 8:06. Sammy comes into the living room and looks at him.", "RUDY\n It's just a made-up story about him.\n\n SAMMY\n Can I read it when you're done?", "SAMMY\n Rudy, come on! I'm really late!\n\n Rudy hurries across the street and gets in the car, slinging \n his knapsack into the backseat.", "He goes back to work. Rudy resumes hammering. After a moment \n he switches his grip and starts hammering Terry's way. Terry \n looks up and watches him.", "INT. RUDY'S ROOM. NIGHT\n\n Sammy is tucking Rudy in, stroking his hair.", "of the time. Which I totally warned \n him about.\n (To Rudy)\n You are a bad kid.", "here. But I'm gonna stay in touch. \n And I'll be back. 'Cause I want to \n see you and I want to see Rudy. I'll", "RUDY\n Bye.\n\n Rudy hugs Terry. Terry hugs him back. He is suddenly overcome \n and presses his lips to the top of Rudy's head.", "TERRY\n I know, I know, but it's so... There's \n nothing to do here.\n\n RUDY\n Yes there is.", "Rudy Sr. sees Rudy, who is looking up at him. His face falls.\n\n RUDY SR.\n Hey.\n\n Rudy doesn't answer.", "RUDY\n Well, I think he is.\n\n TERRY\n How would you know? Did you ever \n meet him?", "him about Rudy Sr., because I don't \n know what to say. And I don't know \n whether I should just let him imagine" ], [ "He turns to Sammy.", "SAMMY\n Nobody knows what to do with you.\n\n TERRY\n I know how they feel, man.", "INT. SAMMY'S HOUSE -- LIVING ROOM. DAY", "INT. SAMMY'S HOUSE -- LIVING ROOM. DAY", "SAMMY\n (Into phone)\n Hello?\n\n INT. BOB'S CAR (MOVING). DAY", "SAMMY'S CAR pulls up across the street from where an eight-\n year-old BOY in a secondhand baseball jacket and a school", "Outside the motel, Sammy and Brian get into their respective \n cars and start their motors.\n\n INT. SAMMY'S CAR (MOVING). NIGHT", "INT. SAMMY'S BEDROOM. SIMULTANEOUS", "Sammy approaches RUDY and TERRY. They are bent over a big \n nasty trench in the floorboard. There are wood shavings and", "SAMMY\n Bob...!\n\n She goes over to him. He gets up.\n\n BOB\n What?", "Behind him in the restaurant Sammy is sitting at a table, \n talking to the waitress.\n\n She sees Terry and gets up immediately, smiling like crazy \n as she threads her way through the tables toward the door.", "INT. BRIAN'S OFFICE. DAY\n\n Sammy sits in front of Brian's desk.", "Sammy's car and Brian's car are parked side by side outside \n a roadside motel.\n\n INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT", "INT. BANK -- SAMMY'S DESK. A MOMENT LATER", "Sammy sits in front of Brian's desk. Brian is behind the \n desk listening.", "INT. SAMMY'S BEDROOM. NIGHT\n\n Sammy is asleep in bed.\n\n INT. RUDY'S BEDROOM. NIGHT", "Sammy gets up and closes the door.\n\n INT. BRIAN'S OFFICE. LATER", "SAMMY\n Bob... Are you serious?\n\n BOB\n Yeah.", "SAMMY\n (Into phone)\n Hello?... TERRY!...\n\n EXT. SAMMY'S HOUSE. DAY", "INT. BOB'S APARTMENT. DAY\n\n BOB is standing by his kitchenette, extremely nervous. Sammy \n sits on his sofa." ], [ "He goes back to work. Rudy resumes hammering. After a moment \n he switches his grip and starts hammering Terry's way. Terry \n looks up and watches him.", "TERRY\n Well, I'm definitely gonna be gone \n for a couple of days at least, Sheila.\n\n SHEILA\n Why do you have to stay so long?", "TERRY\n Why would I do that? Why don't I \n just leave, period?", "SAMMY\n You don't have to do that.\n\n TERRY\n Yeah. Well, that's what I wanna do, \n so --", "Terry turns and sees her. He breaks into a big smile, tosses \n his cigarette and goes into the restaurant. Through the window \n we see them make their way toward each other.", "TERRY\n Yeah -- I don't know... I mean --\n\n SAMMY\n Terry, you can't just leave like \n this. I --", "She stops. Terry is now totally contrite.\n\n INT. BATHROOM. NIGHT", "Terry has sunk everything but the eight ball. He leans over \n to sink it. It's a fairly easy shot. He lines it up carefully, \n and deliberately shoots it so it stops two inches from the \n corner pocket.", "TERRY\n No, it's good. I thought I'd dress \n up too.\n\n He gestures to his shitty clothes.", "TERRY\n No, you know what? I'll just go.\n\n He turns the TV back on.", "TERRY\n You don't have to say anything, Sammy.\n\n SAMMY\n I want you to leave.\n\n Terry looks at her.", "Terry watches him go, then drives off.\n\n INT. BANK -- HALL. A FEW MOMENTS LATER", "Terry is sitting on the bed, addressing an envelope to SHEILA. \n He puts the $300 in the ENVELOPE and seals it. He sees Sammy \n standing in the doorway. He starts to unlace his boots.", "TERRY\n Well... Yeah... You know... Thought \n maybe I'd try to show my face... Let \n her brother have a crack at me...", "TERRY\n It's them!\n\n They break for the door, Terry fumbling for his key. He gets \n the door open.", "Terry opens the door. It's Ron, the minister, in his civvies.\n\n EXT. FRONT YARD. DAY\n\n Rudy is playing basketball by himself.", "TERRY\n That is depressing.\n\n SAMMY\n Why?", "SAMMY\n Is that for you?\n\n TERRY\n Yeah, I'm just gonna stay at Ray's \n till I take off.", "TERRY is lying on the sofa, smoking a joint, watching TV, in \n a funk. O.C. we LOUD BANGING ON THE PIPES.", "Terry is watching TV on the sofa with his feet up on the \n coffee table. Sammy comes down the stairs and into the living \n room. He keeps watching TV. She doesn't sit. She is trembling." ], [ "Brian kisses her. She drops her folders and they make out \n against the door.\n\n OUTSIDE THE OFFICE: The employees click away at their PCs. \n Mabel exchanges a quiet word with Chuck.", "BRIAN\n Uh huh. Well, if anyone ever hears \n from her ever again, will you let me \n know?\n\n MABEL\n Yes.", "SAMMY\n I'll never tell.\n\n They start kissing again in the cramped space. Brian bangs \n his head. They laugh.", "BRIAN\n (On phone)\n It's Brian.\n\n Sammy turns away and lowers her voice so Terry and Rudy won't \n overhear her.", "INT. MOTEL ROOM. LATER\n\n Brian and Sammy lie under the starchy sheets. Brian's eyes \n are shut. Sammy is very upset with herself.", "past a couple of employees and to BRIAN'S OPEN DOOR. She \n taps on it. Brian is at his desk.", "SAMMY\n Oh my gosh.\n\n A FEW MOMENTS LATER: Sammy and Brian are on opposite sides \n of the bed, getting dressed.", "BRIAN\n No -- I don't mean -- She's not ill. \n She's just... I don't know...\n\n SAMMY\n Pregnant?", "BRIAN\n Hey, you know, Nancy's gonna be gone \n for the rest of the week...\n\n SAMMY\n You know... Brian...", "SAMMY, at her desk, watches Brian and Nancy make their \n progress through the bank. Nobody is being very friendly, \n and Brian suddenly seems awkward and vulnerable. Brian and \n Nancy reach Sammy's desk.", "BRIAN is stunned into sheer gaping fury. Feverishly he hangs \n up and dials again. It RINGS.\n\n Sammy picks up.", "BRIAN\n Yeah, I kind of thought you were \n gonna work that out.\n\n SAMMY\n Well, I did work it out -- more or \n less --", "People are filing out of the church. We also see a couple of \n the bank employees, including BRIAN and his very pretty six", "In the motel room, Sammy and Brian, half-clothed, make love \n rather hurriedly on top of the unmade creaky bed.\n\n EXT. MOTEL. NIGHT", "Brian is showing his wife, NANCY, the bank. He is very \n solicitous of her, nervously introducing her to the employees,", "SAMMY\n Brian, that's enough.\n\n BRIAN falls back, breathless.\n\n BRIAN\n OK. Sorry.", "SAMMY\n I know.\n (Pause)\n Plus, Terry...\n (Whispers)\n I fucked my boss...!", "BRIAN\n Yeah...\n\n Pause.", "\"SAMMY, PLEASE SEE ME A.S.A.P!!! -- BRIAN\"\n\n INT. BRIAN'S OFFICE. A MOMENT LATER", "INT. BANK -- BRIAN'S OFFICE. DAY\n\n The RAIN runs down Brian's office window. BRIAN, in a wet \n raincoat, turns on his light." ], [ "SAMMY\n (Into phone)\n Hello?... TERRY!...\n\n EXT. SAMMY'S HOUSE. DAY", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm really glad you're home.\n\n Terry tries to smile at her.", "TERRY\n You mean in Scottsville?\n\n SAMMY\n Yes.", "TERRY\n I'll get it.\n\n Sammy watches him go.\n\n INT./EXT. FRONT DOOR. DAY", "Terry, Sammy and RON sit in the living room. Sammy and Ron \n are drinking coffee. Through the window we see occasional", "TERRY\n OK.\n\n SAMMY\n Rudy knows where she lives.\n\n Terry glances at Rudy, then back at Sammy.", "INT. SAMMY'S HOUSE -- DOWNSTAIRS HALL. NIGHT\n\n Terry is holding a broom looking up at the ceiling. Sammy \n passes by and stops.", "(Samantha) and TERRY PRESCOTT, in their pajamas, lying on \n their stomachs in the living room, watching television. Sammy \n is eleven. Terry is eight.", "Terry opens the door. RAY is there. Terry closes the door \n behind him. Sammy listens to the PICKUP TRUCK DRIVE OFF. The \n sound FADES.", "Sammy, Terry and Rudy sit at the kitchen table. Sammy is \n dressed for work. Rudy is dressed for school. Terry is also", "Sammy approaches RUDY and TERRY. They are bent over a big \n nasty trench in the floorboard. There are wood shavings and", "Sammy is flipping channels on the TV. The DOORBELL RINGS. \n She is surprised. She gets up. Terry comes thundering down \n the stairs, carrying his backpack.", "Sammy and Terry are holding hands tightly. Terry wipes his \n eyes with his free hand.", "TERRY\n Yeah, me too, Sammy.\n\n He goes back to his game. She hesitates, then heads back up \n the stairs.", "INT. LIVING ROOM. NIGHT\n\n Terry, Sammy and Rudy are watching TV. Terry has another \n beer.", "Sammy, in her bathrobe, comes down the stairs into the living \n room. Terry is on the sofa playing with Rudy's Game Boy. He \n barely looks up when she speaks to him.", "SAMMY\n Nobody knows what to do with you.\n\n TERRY\n I know how they feel, man.", "OVER TERRY AND RUDY'S SHOULDERS as Terry drives slowly past \n dilapidated little houses in a very depressed residential \n area. Terry is scanning the house numbers.", "The PHONE IS RINGING. Sammy comes in the front door, Terry \n and Rudy behind her. She snaps on the lights, hurries to the \n phone and picks up.", "SAMMY\n You suck.\n\n She throws the sheets at him and storms away. Terry walks \n through the living room and OUT the front door, SLAMMING it \n behind him." ], [ "TERRY\n You don't have to say anything, Sammy.\n\n SAMMY\n I want you to leave.\n\n Terry looks at her.", "TERRY\n OK.\n\n SAMMY\n Rudy knows where she lives.\n\n Terry glances at Rudy, then back at Sammy.", "SAMMY\n (Into phone)\n Hello?... TERRY!...\n\n EXT. SAMMY'S HOUSE. DAY", "SAMMY\n Nobody knows what to do with you.\n\n TERRY\n I know how they feel, man.", "TERRY\n Yeah, maybe that'd be a good idea.\n\n He starts crying. Sammy pats him.", "SAMMY\n Would you please...\n\n TERRY\n I'm serious.", "TERRY\n Well, could I please --\n\n SAMMY\n Oh my God! --\n\n TERRY\n Would you please let me --", "SAMMY\n You will?\n\n TERRY\n Sure, Sammy. Of course I will. You \n know that.\n\n Pause.", "SAMMY\n Well, Terry --", "SAMMY\n Terry -- Give me a break!!!\n\n Pause.\n\n TERRY\n What's the matter with you?", "TERRY\n Um... I'm in the midst of a slight \n predicament...\n\n SAMMY\n What do you need? Money?", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm really glad you're home.\n\n Terry tries to smile at her.", "SAMMY\n You don't have to do that.\n\n TERRY\n Yeah. Well, that's what I wanna do, \n so --", "TERRY\n I'll get it.\n\n Sammy watches him go.\n\n INT./EXT. FRONT DOOR. DAY", "INT. DAWSON'S -- AT THEIR TABLE. A FEW MOMENTS LATER\n\n Terry is studying the menu, over-intently. Sammy is beaming \n at him.", "TERRY\n I would, Sammy, I just don't think \n it'd be good for him.\n\n Pause.", "TERRY\n Thanks, Darryl.\n\n Darryl walks away. Terry stands outside the restaurant looking \n for Sammy.", "SAMMY\n What?\n\n TERRY\n No...", "TERRY\n Jesus Christ, Sammy...!\n\n SAMMY\n I know, I know.", "SAMMY\n Terry, I'm sorry I got so mad before. \n I just don't want him, you know -- \n terrified of \"telling,\" if there's --" ] ]

[ "Why does Terry visit Sammy and her son, Rudy?", "Why does Terry extend his stay with his sister?", "What is Sammy's reaction to her old boyfriend's proposal?", "Who is the new manager at the bank?", "How many months pregnant is Brian's wife?", "Who does Sammy turn to to counsel Terry?", "In what town does Rudy Sr. live?", "Why is Terry arrested?", "Where does Terry plan to move after he leaves Sammy's?", "How did the Prescott's lose their parents?", "Where is the Prescott's childhood home?", "What is Sammy's son's name?", "What causes Terry to stay with his sister longer?", "Who is the new bank manager?", "Who does Brian have an affair with?", "Where do Terry and Rudy find Rudy Sr.?", "Why is Terry arrested?", "Where does Terry plan to go after Sammy kicks him out?", "What pushes the limits of Sammy's parental control?", "How did Sammy and Terry's parents die?", "Why does Terry plan to move when Sammy asks him to leave?", "Why did Terry visit his sister?", "What town does Rudy's father live in?", "What does Rudy write about for his school assignment?", "What is Sammy's occupation?", "What incident motivates Terry to extend his stay?", "Who had an affair with Brian?", "Where is Terry and Sammy's childhood home?", "Who does Sammy ask to offer advice to Terry?" ]

[ [ "He needs money", "He is desperate for money" ], [ "His girlfriend attempts suicide", "because his girlfriend attempted suicide" ], [ "She needs time to consider it", "she needs to think about it" ], [ "Brian", "Brian" ], [ "Six months", "6" ], [ "Her minister", "her minister" ], [ "Auburn", "Auburn" ], [ "He assaulted Rudy Sr.", "assaulting Rudy Sr." ], [ "Alaska", "Alaska" ], [ "In a car accident", "car accident" ], [ "Scottsville, New York", "Scottsville, New York" ], [ "Rudy", "Rudy" ], [ "His girlfriend committs suicide", "his girlfriend commits suicide" ], [ "Brian", "Brian" ], [ "Sammy", "Sammy" ], [ "In Auburn", "Auburn." ], [ "He assults Rudy Sr.", "he assualts Rudy Sr." ], [ "Alaska", "Alaska" ], [ "A late-night game of pool at a bar", "Terry" ], [ "They died in a car accident.", "a car accident" ], [ "Terry plans to return to Alaska.", "He plans to go to Alaska" ], [ "He was desperate for money.", "To borrow money. " ], [ "Auburn", "Auburn" ], [ "He writes about his father being a hero.", "his father" ], [ "She is a lending officer at a bank.", "Bank lending officer. " ], [ "Terry's girlfriend attempts suicide.", "his girlfriend attempts suicide" ], [ "Sammy", "Sammy" ], [ "Scottsville, New York", "Scottsville, New York" ], [ "Her pastor.", "her minister" ] ]

[ [ "CHAPTER XIX. HOW THERE WAS STIR AT THE ABBEY OF ST. ANDREW'S.", "Underneath, in the porch of the Abbey, the monks had gathered to give\nhim a last God-speed. Many had brought some parting token by which he", "\"Aye, indeed! Hast been brought up at the Abbey then. I could read it\nfrom thy reddened cheek and downcast eye. Hast learned from the monks, I", "All round the Abbey the monks were trooping in. Under the long\ngreen-paved avenues of gnarled oaks and of lichened beeches the", "and peaceful shelter of the church. And now, when all was settled, and\nwhen abbess and lady superior had had their will, it was but fitting\nthat some pomp and show should mark the glad occasion. Hence was it that", "the abbey for my upbringing. Alas! alas! and I raised my staff against\nhim when last we met! He has been slain--and slain, I fear, amidst crime\nand violence.\"", "prince's label. There he dwells in the Abbey of St. Andrew, where he\nhath kept his court these years back. Beside it is the minster of the", "Abbot, which had in it perhaps more pleasantry than reverence, the\nnovice strode across to the carved prie-dieu which had been set apart", "A stranger who knew nothing either of the Abbey or of its immense\nresources might have gathered from the appearance of the brothers some\nconception of the varied duties which they were called upon to perform,", "\"I am from Beaulieu Abbey, and I have no need to beg,\" said Alleyne, who\nwas all of a tremble now that the ruffle was over.", "abbey of Beaulieu, so that all the folk in England may go thither to\nwonder and to pray.\"", "The Abbot was left to himself once more, and bent his thin gray face\nover his illuminated breviary. So he remained while the senior monks", "There is a hospice of monks yonder, where you may see the roof among the\ntrees, and there it was that Sir Roland was slain. The village upon the", "The youth sat down as directed, but reluctantly and with diffidence.\nThe Abbot stood by the narrow window, and his long black shadow fell\nslantwise across the rush-strewn floor.", "\"Art ready, then, fair son?\" said the Abbot. \"This is indeed a day of\ncomings and of goings. It is strange that in one twelve hours the Abbey", "\"But there is a quiet spot near the river,\" said one youth. \"We have\nbut to pass through the abbey grounds, along the armory wall, past the\nchurch of St. Remi, and so down the Rue des Apotres.\"", "\"Why, it is Romsey!\" cried John. \"See the tower of the old gray church,\nand the long stretch of the nunnery. But here sits a very holy man, and\nI shall give him a crown for his prayers.\"", "At the turn of the road he stopped and gazed back. There was the\nwide-spread building which he knew so well, the Abbot's house, the long", "once more at the Abbey, unless perchance you have a friend near at\nhand.\"", "The sentence appeared a terrible one to the older monks, who had become\nso used to the safe and regular life of the Abbey that they would have" ], [ "\"Alas! father,\" said Alleyne, \"how then can we be of help to thee?\"", "\"My father hath gone down,\" she cried. \"Your place is by his side. Nay,\nlook not at me, Alleyne. It is no time for dallying. Win my father's", "\"A sorry shepherd!\" said Alleyne humbly. \"But here is your noble\nfather.\"", "Alleyne turned to the letter, and, as his eyes rested upon it, his face\nturned pale and a cry of surprise and grief burst from his lips.", "\"My lord, I know little of the ways and usages of the world,\" cried\nAlleyne, \"but I would fain ask your rede upon the matter. You have known\nmy father and my kin: is not my family one of good standing and repute?\"", "CHAPTER XII. HOW ALLEYNE LEARNED MORE THAN HE COULD TEACH.", "fight. Alleyne, as in duty bound, kept his eyes fixed ever on his\nlord and pressed forward close at his heels. Often had he heard of Sir", "\"Young friend,\" said he, when Alleyne was abreast of him, \"I fear from\nthy garb that thou canst know little of the Abbey of Beaulieu.\"", "\"I am from Beaulieu Abbey, and I have no need to beg,\" said Alleyne, who\nwas all of a tremble now that the ruffle was over.", "CHAPTER XX. HOW ALLEYNE WON HIS PLACE IN AN HONORABLE GUILD.", "\"My brother, what has he to do with it? And your father----\"\n\n\"Come, Alleyne, was it not you who would have me act fairly to all men,\nand, certes, to my father amongst them?\"", "\"She is indeed,\" cried Alleyne from his heart, all tingling at this\nsudden turn of the talk.\n\n\"And good?\"\n\n\"As an angel.\"", "\"Never!\" said Alleyne. \"Do you crave my pardon, sir?\"\n\n\"You are mad to ask it.\"", "\"Plainly said and bravely spoken, my suckling friar,\" roared a deep\nvoice, and a heavy hand fell upon Alleyne's shoulder. Looking up, he saw", "\"It is my brother--my poor unhappy brother!\" cried Alleyne, with his\nhand to his brow. \"He is dead.\"", "Alleyne crossed himself as he gazed at this unnatural sight, and\ncould scarce hold his ground with a steady face, when the two dancers,", "\"And the other?\" asked Alleyne in a whisper. \"He is surely some very\ngreat man, for he looks as though he scorned those who were about him.\"", "\"There lies the image of our past and of our future,\" cried Alleyne, as\nthey rode on upon their way. \"Now, which is better, to till God's earth,", "salvers, and other such valuables. All this Alleyne examined with\ncurious eyes; but most interesting of all to him was a small ebony", "\"There is none,\" said Alleyne, sadly.\n\n\"Have you no kinsfolk, then?\"\n\n\"None, save my brother.\"" ], [ "\"There is no need to go further,\" said the Abbot. \"He has confessed to\nall. It only remains for me to portion out the punishment which is due\nto his evil conduct.\"", "\"Life brings many a cross,\" said the Abbot gently. \"Who is without them?\nYour going forth is a grief to us as well as to yourself. But there", "CHAPTER XIX. HOW THERE WAS STIR AT THE ABBEY OF ST. ANDREW'S.", "The Abbot was left to himself once more, and bent his thin gray face\nover his illuminated breviary. So he remained while the senior monks", "is the Abbot, too. I am no friend of his, nor he of mine; but he has\nwarm blood in his veins. He is the only man left among them. The others,\nwhat are they?\"", "encouraging, and supporting them. It was then with a lighter heart and\na stouter courage that the young man turned from the Abbot's room, while", "\"Woman! woman!\" groaned the Abbot. \"Well has the holy Chrysostom termed\nthem _radix malorum_. From Eve downwards, what good hath come from any\nof them? Who brings the plaint?\"", "A dead silence throughout the room, with a rolling of heads and\nupturning of eyes, bespoke the pious horror of the community.\n\nThe Abbot drew his gray brows low over his fiercely questioning eyes.", "As these three brothers advanced towards him to carry out the Abbot's\ndirection, the smile faded from the novice's face, and he glanced right", "Meanwhile, in the broad and lofty chamber set apart for occasions of\nimport, the Abbot himself was pacing impatiently backwards and forwards,", "The youth sat down as directed, but reluctantly and with diffidence.\nThe Abbot stood by the narrow window, and his long black shadow fell\nslantwise across the rush-strewn floor.", "\"Art ready, then, fair son?\" said the Abbot. \"This is indeed a day of\ncomings and of goings. It is strange that in one twelve hours the Abbey", "The sentence appeared a terrible one to the older monks, who had become\nso used to the safe and regular life of the Abbey that they would have", "\"Canst thou?\" cried the Abbot, in a high, tempestuous tone. \"Canst thou\nso? Hast forgotten that the five-and-thirtieth rule of the order is that", "The Abbot shook his head. \"The Socman of Minstead hath earned an evil\nname over the country side,\" he said. \"If you must go to him, see at", "the abbey for my upbringing. Alas! alas! and I raised my staff against\nhim when last we met! He has been slain--and slain, I fear, amidst crime\nand violence.\"", "avoided. So defiling was their presence that a true Cistercian might\nnot raise his eyes to their face or touch their finger-tips under ban of", "\"There are some things,\" replied the Abbot gravely, \"into which it was\nnever intended that we should inquire. But you have a long road before\nyou. Whither will you first turn?\"", "At this sudden outflame of wrath the two witnesses sank their faces on\nto their chests, and sat as men crushed. The Abbot turned his angry eyes", "\"And the woman?\" asked the Abbot. \"Did she not break into lamentation\nand woe that a brother should so demean himself?\"" ], [ "\"There were seven reasons,\" said John thoughtfully. \"The first of them\nwas that they threw me out.\"", "\"The charges against the said brother John are the following, namely, to\nwit:", "\"Well, the saints assoil him!\" cried John. \"Though I think he is\nover-near to be scathed.\" As he spoke he raised his two feet, with the", "\"John of Hordle,\" he thundered, \"you have shown yourself during the two\nmonths of your novitiate to be a recreant monk, and one who is unworthy", "\"Snapped, Sir John!\" cried the prince, with an angry sparkle in his dark\neyes. \"What manner of talk is this? You speak as though the allegiance", "\"To Chandos? In God's name, Oliver, why have you done this?\"\n\n\"Because he and the other have used me despitefully.\"\n\n\"And how?\"", "\"What then would you do, John?\" asked several.\n\n\"There are many things which might be done,\" said the forester\nthoughtfully. \"Methinks that I would begin by breaking my spear.\"", "and left a certain John of Hordle in the cold, for that he was a\nranting, roving blade who was not to be trusted in wedlock. That was", "\"We have had enough bobance and boasting,\" said Hordle John, rising and\nthrowing off his doublet. \"I will show you that there are better men\nleft in England than ever went thieving to France.\"", "John was stripped from his waist upwards, and his huge body, with his\ngreat muscles swelling out like the gnarled roots of an oak, towered", "\"To the devil with your tricks,\" said John, opening and shutting his\ngreat red hands. \"Stand forth, and let me clip thee.\"", "\"Not so, friend,\" quoth big John; \"it is not weakness of heart for I\nknow the lad well. His heart is as good as thine or mine but he hath", "\"It is not for my lips to name it unless by his desire. But I beg and\npray you, gentlemen, that you will go from my house, for I know not what\nmay come of it if his rage should gain the mastery of him.\"", "\"We shall hear anon,\" said Johnston quietly, and presently a young\narcher came running to say that the arrow had fallen twenty paces beyond\nthe fourth wand.", "John gave a groan which made the horses shy. \"It is indeed a black\nbusiness,\" said he. \"But be not sad, for I shall give half these crowns", "\"By my soul! John,\" cried the prince, with his cheek flushed and his\neyes shining, \"this is a man of good courage and great hardiness. I", "\"So it seems to me,\" said John seriously. \"Or, again, one might seize\nthe other round the middle, pluck him off his horse and bear him to the\npavilion, there to hold him to ransom.\"", "\"You brought it upon yourself, John Tranter,\" said the tall squire,\nwho had been addressed as Roger Harcomb. \"You must ever plague the", "\"There is no need to go further,\" said the Abbot. \"He has confessed to\nall. It only remains for me to portion out the punishment which is due\nto his evil conduct.\"", "screamed out a curse at him, and sent a jagged flint stone hurtling past\nhis ear. So horrid was the causeless rage of the crooked creature, that" ], [ "\"It is I, old lad. It is Sam Aylward of the Company; and here is your\ncaptain, Sir Nigel Loring, and four others, all laid out to be grilled\nlike an Easterling's herrings.\"", "\"Aye, Aylward, tell us of it,\" cried Hordle John.\n\n\"Here is to old Samkin Aylward!\" shouted several at the further end of\nthe room, waving their blackjacks in the air.", "CHAPTER VI. HOW SAMKIN AYLWARD WAGERED HIS FEATHER-BED.", "\"Sam Aylward, sir, of the Hundred of Easebourne and the Rape of\nChichester.\"\n\n\"And this giant behind you?\"", "together, but now the war-banner is in the wind once more, and, by these\nten finger-bones! if he go alone, old Samkin Aylward will walk beside\nit.\"", "\"Why, it is old Sam Aylward of the White Company!\" shouted the\nman-at-arms. \"Why, Samkin, what hath come upon thee? I can call to mind", "of this, nor read my own name if you were to set 'Sam Aylward' up\nagainst me. In the whole Company there was only one man who could read,", "take the two of them. Ah! Samkin, lad, the eye grows dim and the hand\nless firm as the years pass.\"", "thee, Samkin, that thou shouldst call all eyes thus upon a broken bowman\nwho could once shoot a fair shaft. Let me feel that bow, Wilkins! It is", "there are knocks going there is Sammy in the heart of it. But who are\nthese ill-faced rogues who block the path? To your kennels, canaille!", "\"Watch and see, young fool's-head,\" growled the old bowman. He took a\nlong string from his pouch and fastened one end to an arrow.\n\n\"All ready, Samkin?\"", "\"Curse me if I did not think that it was the style of speech of old\nSamkin Aylward,\" said the voice, amid a buzz from the ranks. \"Wherever", "\"If he hold the herring he holds the scales, my sapient brother,\" cried\nthe fat man. \"But I pray you, good youth, to tell us whether you are a", "\"You say sooth, Samkin,\" quoth old Johnston. \"I would that we were upon\nthe far side of Ebro again, for there is neither honor nor profit to be\ngained here. What say you, Simon?\"", "\"Tut, tut!\" cried the other. \"Your tongue goes like the clapper of\na mill-wheel. Sit down here, friend, and partake of this herring.\nUnderstand first, however, that there are certain conditions attached to\nit.\"", "\"Let us see, old bag of bones; let us see what it is that you have\nunder your arm!\" They crowded in upon him, while he, ignorant of their", "\"Indeed, my fair sir, you speak sooth,\" quoth he with the club, while\nthe other seated himself once more by the wayside. \"For this man is", "\"I know that he is there because I have just passed him in there,\"\nanswered the stranger, rubbing his bejewelled hands together in placid", "his heart's blood, it will be no fault of Samkin Aylward of the White\nCompany.\"", "\"Is there an archer here hight Sam Aylward?\" asked a gaunt man-at-arms,\nclanking up to them across the courtyard.\n\n\"My name, friend,\" quoth the bowman." ], [ "\"Tell me, friend,\" said Alleyne to the portly red-faced inn-keeper, \"has\na knight and a squire passed this way within the hour?\"", "Alleyne at his right hand, and Johnston, the old master bowman, walking\nby his left stirrup. Ere they had reached their journey's end the knight", "inn-keeper and Alleyne, with every varlet within hearing, rushed wildly\nto the scene of the uproar.", "upon the right, and the bare poplars bristling up upon either side. John\nand Alleyne rode silent on either side, but every inn, farm-steading,", "The old soldiers and Hordle John strode off together in all good\nfellowship. Alleyne had turned to follow them, when he felt a touch upon\nhis shoulder, and found a young page by his side.", "unconquered, with their blood-stained weapons waving and their voices\nringing a welcome to their countrymen. Alleyne rode across to John,\nwhile Sir Hugh Calverley followed close behind him.", "with the carping eyes of one who has seen something of sieges, and is\nnot likely to be satisfied. To Alleyne and to John, however, it appeared", "\"That surely can be no other than brother John,\" said Alleyne. \"I trust\nhe has done you no wrong, that you should be so hot against him.\"", "\"Aye, lads, it was that,\" said a deep voice from behind Alleyne's\nshoulder. Looking round, the wayfarers saw a gaunt, big-boned man, with", "Alleyne promised to be there if his duties would allow, and then,\nslipping through the crowd, he rejoined Ford, who was standing in talk\nwith the two strangers, who had now reached their own doorstep.", "They were close by the old north gate of the little town, and Alleyne,\nhalf turning in his saddle, looked back at the motley crowd who", "Alleyne set spurs to his horse and reached the inn door a long bow-shot\nbefore his companions. Neither varlet nor ostler could be seen, so he", "\"Come, then,\" said he; and they ran together to the cover of the woods.\nAs they gained the edge of the brushwood, Alleyne, looking back, saw his", "The two knights were deep in talk, when Alleyne became aware of a\nremarkable individual who was walking round the room in their direction.", "That night the Company slept at St. Leonard's, in the great monastic\nbarns and spicarium--ground well known both to Alleyne and to John, for", "Whilst the prince's council was sitting, Alleyne and Ford had remained\nin the outer hall, where they were soon surrounded by a noisy group of\nyoung Englishmen of their own rank, all eager to hear the latest news\nfrom England.", "fellow-squire who had sat so recently upon his own couch. With a cry of\nhorror Alleyne sprang from his bed and rushed to the casement, while the", "shouting, and the lady screaming from within. In an instant Alleyne and\nJohn were on foot, and had lifted her forth all in a shake with fear,\nbut little the worse for her mischance.", "\"And I stand talking here!\" cried Alleyne wildly. \"Come, John, come!\"", "\"By St. Paul!\" said he, \"I am right glad; for I had feared that we might\nhave neither provant nor herbergage. Ride on, Alleyne, and tell this" ], [ "\"Tell me, friend,\" said Alleyne to the portly red-faced inn-keeper, \"has\na knight and a squire passed this way within the hour?\"", "upon the right, and the bare poplars bristling up upon either side. John\nand Alleyne rode silent on either side, but every inn, farm-steading,", "They were close by the old north gate of the little town, and Alleyne,\nhalf turning in his saddle, looked back at the motley crowd who", "Often in peaceful after-days was Alleyne to think of that scene of the\nwayside inn of Auvergne. The shadows of evening had fallen, and the", "Alleyne set spurs to his horse and reached the inn door a long bow-shot\nbefore his companions. Neither varlet nor ostler could be seen, so he", "Alleyne at his right hand, and Johnston, the old master bowman, walking\nby his left stirrup. Ere they had reached their journey's end the knight", "inn-keeper and Alleyne, with every varlet within hearing, rushed wildly\nto the scene of the uproar.", "for many miles around. For many years he drank his ale every night at\nthe \"Pied Merlin,\" which was now kept by his friend Aylward, who had", "\"Aye, Aylward, tell us of it,\" cried Hordle John.\n\n\"Here is to old Samkin Aylward!\" shouted several at the further end of\nthe room, waving their blackjacks in the air.", "\"That is Wat the limner,\" quoth the landlady, sitting down beside\nAlleyne, and pointing with the ladle to the sleeping man. \"That is he", "That night the Company slept at St. Leonard's, in the great monastic\nbarns and spicarium--ground well known both to Alleyne and to John, for", "\"By St. Paul!\" said he, \"I am right glad; for I had feared that we might\nhave neither provant nor herbergage. Ride on, Alleyne, and tell this", "It was evening before the three comrades came into Aiguillon. There they\nfound Sir Nigel Loring and Ford safely lodged at the sign of the", "beside his squire. Two hours later Alleyne Edricson followed; for he had\nthe tavern reckoning to settle, and many other duties which fell to him", "\"Aye, lads, it was that,\" said a deep voice from behind Alleyne's\nshoulder. Looking round, the wayfarers saw a gaunt, big-boned man, with", "direction. Alleyne was still looking up at him, when a woman came\nrushing from the open door of the inn, and made as though she would\nclimb a tree, looking back the while with a laughing face. Wondering", "\"It is a long road yet to Brockenhurst,\" said Alleyne; \"but here is such\nbread and cheese as I have left, and here, too, is a penny which may\nhelp you to supper. May God be with you!\"", "\"That surely can be no other than brother John,\" said Alleyne. \"I trust\nhe has done you no wrong, that you should be so hot against him.\"", "\"Come, then,\" said he; and they ran together to the cover of the woods.\nAs they gained the edge of the brushwood, Alleyne, looking back, saw his", "what these doings might mean, Alleyne tied his horse to a tree, and\nwas walking amid the trunks towards the inn, when there shot from the" ], [ "\"Twenty years ago,\" he said, \"your father, the Franklin of Minstead,\ndied, leaving to the Abbey three hides of rich land in the hundred of", "of him, though he made much ado about it. The second time we asked ten\nthousand, but it was three days before we could come to terms, and I", "\"Stand off my land!\" the man said fiercely, heedless of the blood which\ntrickled freely from his fingers. \"What have you to do here? By your", "For three hundred years my folk have swinked and sweated, day in and day\nout, to keep the wine on the lord's table and the harness on the lord's", "comes of it. In our own township of Hordle two have lost their eyes and\none his skin for this very thing. On my troth, I felt no great love when", "\"My father has broad acres,\" the other continued, \"from Fareham Creek to\nthe slope of the Portsdown Hill. There is filling of granges, hewing", "\"Seventeen score paces,\" said the archer, running his eye backwards and\nforwards. \"By my ten finger-bones! it would be a strange thing if we", "fourpence, which is a great treasure for one man to carry. And I pray\nyou to bear in mind, Edricson, that he hath two pair of shoes, those of", "pasture-land, two scythes, and a fine new grindstone. Likewise a small\nhouse, with stalls for the cows, and thirty-six gallons of beer for the", "\"Four and three,\" cried Hordle John, counting on his great fingers,\n\"that makes seven. Ho, archer, I have thy cap! Now have at thee for thy\njerkin!\"", "\"A cow!\" said Aylward. \"Say rather ten acres and a homestead on the\nbanks of Avon.\"", "\"Not so. We are well off his land now, nor can he tell in this great\nwood which way we have taken. But you--you had him at your mercy. Why\ndid you not kill him?\"", "\"He would have sold me with his acres,\" the other cried, in a\nvoice which was hoarse with passion. \"'The man, the woman and their", "\"Sir Humphrey Tennant of Ashby may till his own fields for me,\" he\ncried. \"The castle has thrown its shadow upon the cottage over long.", "\"As a lamb fares in a land of wolves. Five times we have had to beg and\npray ere we could pass. Twice I have paid toll to the wardens of the", "Alvarez. \"This man, my fair lord, means to me a new house, ten cows,\none bull--if it be but a little one--a grindstone, and I know not what", "\"My friend,\" answered the palmer, \"not all the money that is in this\ncountry could pay a just price for these wares of mine. This nail,\" he", "here and may not move. The path over yonder, betwixt the oak and the\nthorn, should bring you out into his nether field.\"", "holes. Art neither man nor woman, young shaveling. Get thee back to thy\nfellows ere I lay hands upon you: for your foot is on my land, and I may", "betrothed to my second daughter Margery. Know then that the sheath is\none cloth-yard, in length, marked off according to feet and inches to" ], [ "The Abbot shook his head. \"The Socman of Minstead hath earned an evil\nname over the country side,\" he said. \"If you must go to him, see at", "in the matter. We knew your father well, and would fain help his son,\nthough we have small cause to love your brother the Socman, who is\nforever stirring up strife in the county.\"", "\"To thrust a handful of steel into the Socman. What! hale a demoiselle\nagainst her will, and then loose dogs at his own brother! Let me go!\"", "\"You are the Socman of Minstead?\"", "now Socman of Minstead, had already given sign of that fierce and rude\nnature which would make him no fit companion for you. It was his desire", "will, and when I see my brother, the Socman of Minstead, he will raise\nhue and cry from vill to vill, from hundred to hundred, until you are", "\"Then unsay it,\" cried she quickly; \"say that I was right to wish to\nhave vengeance on the Socman.\"\n\n\"Nay, I cannot do that,\" he answered gravely.", "there was the Socman himself by my side, with the news that I was on\nhis land, but with so many courteous words besides, and such gallant", "that you come of so old a strain. But while the Socman lives----Ha, by\nmy soul! if this is not Sir Oliver's step I am the more mistaken.\"", "\"Dog!\" cried the furious Socman, \"there is no man in the south who can\nsay as much.\"", "of custom and of teaching which had held it so long. The socman sprang\nback, looking to left and to right for some stick or stone which might", "at Twynham, and all that concerns the death of thy ill neighbor the\nSocman of Minstead. For when ye had left us, this evil man gathered", "\"Besides,\" said John, \"the Socman of Minstead is a by-word through the\nforest, from Bramshaw Hill to Holmesley Walk. He is a drunken, brawling,", "with such numbers as were a marvel to see. Yet the Lady Loring held the\nplace stoutly, and on the second day the Socman was slain--by his own", "that we should go back together, and you should make your peace with the\nSocman by handing back your prisoner. It is a sad thing that so small a\nthing as a woman should come between two who are of one blood.\"", "\"To Minstead,\" quoth he. \"My brother Simon Edricson is socman there, and\nI go to bide with him for a while. I prythee, let me have my score, good\ndame.\"", "\"Stand off my land!\" the man said fiercely, heedless of the blood which\ntrickled freely from his fingers. \"What have you to do here? By your", "old family parchments describe it. Above all, the owner of the soil\ncould still hold his head high as the veritable Socman of Minstead--that", "colors, and then I shall tell him that if he does indeed crave my favor\nthere is wrong unredressed, and the wronger the Socman of Minstead. So", "\"Yet can I,\" said Alleyne smiling; \"for indeed I also am the son of\nEdric the Socman, of the pure blood of Godfrey the thane, by the only" ], [ "CHAPTER XX. HOW ALLEYNE WON HIS PLACE IN AN HONORABLE GUILD.", "\"Nay, it may not be. I have other work to do. I have tarried with you\nover long,\" quoth Alleyne, and resolutely set forth upon his journey", "leaving Alleyne standing staring ruefully after her. He waited in vain\nfor some backward glance or sign of relenting, but she walked on with\na rigid neck until her dress was only a white flutter among the leaves.", "CHAPTER XII. HOW ALLEYNE LEARNED MORE THAN HE COULD TEACH.", "\"Yes,\" said Alleyne, \"he hath gone.\"\n\n\"And comes not back?\"\n\n\"No.\"", "Alleyne lost no time in following the directions of the wild, masterless\nman, whom he left among the trees where he had found him. His heart was", "Alleyne had gone no great distance for all the many small passages that\nhad befallen him. Yet to him, used as he was to a life of such quiet", "\"It was for that very reason that my father willed that I should come\nforth into the world at my twentieth year,\" said Alleyne.", "Alleyne turned to the letter, and, as his eyes rested upon it, his face\nturned pale and a cry of surprise and grief burst from his lips.", "\"Young friend,\" said he, when Alleyne was abreast of him, \"I fear from\nthy garb that thou canst know little of the Abbey of Beaulieu.\"", "\"In the chamber above you. May the saints be with us all!\" He rose\nfrom the couch and left the chamber, while Alleyne could hear his feet", "\"Oh, I weary of your preaching!\" she cried, and swept away with a toss\nof her beautiful head, leaving Alleyne as cast down and ashamed as", "\"There lies the image of our past and of our future,\" cried Alleyne, as\nthey rode on upon their way. \"Now, which is better, to till God's earth,", "and legs shooting out of his scanty garb. Even as Alleyne watched them\nthey turned upon their heels and plodded off together upon their way.", "should spend his first hours of freedom in mourning for what he had\nleft. Long ere Alleyne was out of sound of the Beaulieu bells he was", "\"Nay, I shall go! I shall go!\" said Alleyne hurriedly, as Hordle John\nbegan to slowly roll up his sleeve, and bare an arm like a leg of", "\"Then I pray you to give them to this very worthy woman.\" He cantered\non as he spoke, while Alleyne, having dispensed two more pence, left", "\"I have in good sooth,\" Alleyne answered, and then as they journeyed\non their way he told them the many things that had befallen him, his", "her with his cudgel. Alleyne hastened on, lest he make more mischief,\nand his heart was heavy as lead within him. Look where he would, he", "\"Come, then,\" said he; and they ran together to the cover of the woods.\nAs they gained the edge of the brushwood, Alleyne, looking back, saw his" ], [ "\"Alas! father,\" said Alleyne, \"how then can we be of help to thee?\"", "\"Young friend,\" said he, when Alleyne was abreast of him, \"I fear from\nthy garb that thou canst know little of the Abbey of Beaulieu.\"", "Alleyne turned to the letter, and, as his eyes rested upon it, his face\nturned pale and a cry of surprise and grief burst from his lips.", "CHAPTER XII. HOW ALLEYNE LEARNED MORE THAN HE COULD TEACH.", "\"My father hath gone down,\" she cried. \"Your place is by his side. Nay,\nlook not at me, Alleyne. It is no time for dallying. Win my father's", "\"A sorry shepherd!\" said Alleyne humbly. \"But here is your noble\nfather.\"", "CHAPTER XX. HOW ALLEYNE WON HIS PLACE IN AN HONORABLE GUILD.", "\"I am from Beaulieu Abbey, and I have no need to beg,\" said Alleyne, who\nwas all of a tremble now that the ruffle was over.", "fight. Alleyne, as in duty bound, kept his eyes fixed ever on his\nlord and pressed forward close at his heels. Often had he heard of Sir", "salvers, and other such valuables. All this Alleyne examined with\ncurious eyes; but most interesting of all to him was a small ebony", "\"Her lady-mother has so ordered it,\" said Alleyne.", "\"My lord, I know little of the ways and usages of the world,\" cried\nAlleyne, \"but I would fain ask your rede upon the matter. You have known\nmy father and my kin: is not my family one of good standing and repute?\"", "\"It is my brother--my poor unhappy brother!\" cried Alleyne, with his\nhand to his brow. \"He is dead.\"", "\"There lies the image of our past and of our future,\" cried Alleyne, as\nthey rode on upon their way. \"Now, which is better, to till God's earth,", "\"Yet can I,\" said Alleyne smiling; \"for indeed I also am the son of\nEdric the Socman, of the pure blood of Godfrey the thane, by the only", "\"There is none,\" said Alleyne, sadly.\n\n\"Have you no kinsfolk, then?\"\n\n\"None, save my brother.\"", "\"And the other?\" asked Alleyne in a whisper. \"He is surely some very\ngreat man, for he looks as though he scorned those who were about him.\"", "clerk, for all that he is so young, hight Alleyne, the son of Edric,\nbrother to the Socman of Minstead.\"", "\"Nay, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, laying his hand upon the sleeve of his\ncompanion's frayed jerkin, \"you cannot think me so thrall as to throw", "\"Come hither, Alleyne,\" said Sir Nigel, walking back to the edge of the\ncliff which formed the rear of their position. \"And you, Norbury,\" he" ], [ "\"John of Hordle,\" he thundered, \"you have shown yourself during the two\nmonths of your novitiate to be a recreant monk, and one who is unworthy", "and left a certain John of Hordle in the cold, for that he was a\nranting, roving blade who was not to be trusted in wedlock. That was", "against brother John, formerly known as Hordle John, or John of Hordle,\nbut now a novice in the holy monastic order of the Cistercians. Read", "\"We have had enough bobance and boasting,\" said Hordle John, rising and\nthrowing off his doublet. \"I will show you that there are better men\nleft in England than ever went thieving to France.\"", "\"He is big John, of Hordle, a forest man, who hath now taken service in\nthe Company.\"", "CHAPTER X. HOW HORDLE JOHN FOUND A MAN WHOM HE MIGHT FOLLOW.", "with the sudden shock. With a bellow of rage, Hordle John squeezed him\nlimp in his huge arms; and then, picking him up, cast him down upon the", "comes of it. In our own township of Hordle two have lost their eyes and\none his skin for this very thing. On my troth, I felt no great love when", "CHAPTER III. HOW HORDLE JOHN COZENED THE FULLER OF LYMINGTON.", "\"I count them not a fly,\" cried Hordle John; \"for who is the better for\nall their whipping and yowling? They are like other friars, I trow, when", "oars, and bounded off into the sea. Alleyne, staggering to the side, was\nabout to hurl himself after him, but Hordle John dragged him back by the\ngirdle.", "Hordle John drew the back of his hand across his mouth, fixed his eyes\nupon the corner of the ceiling, and bellowed forth, in a voice which", "\"Archer,\" quoth Hordle John, \"you have lied more than once and more than\ntwice; for which, and also because I see much in you to dislike, I am\nsorely tempted to lay you upon your back.\"", "\"I will not hear a word said against old King Ned,\" cried Hordle John\nin a voice like a bull. \"What if he is fond of a bright eye and a saucy", "Fiercely he strove to disengage his weapon, but Hordle John bent his arm\nslowly back until, with a sharp crack, like a breaking stave, it turned", "\"Then I am right glad that there were none who knew of it. The black\ndeath is the best friend that ever the common folk had in England.\"\n\n\"How that then?\" asked Hordle John.", "The prisoner was bent recovering the consciousness which had been\nsqueezed from him by the grip of Hordle John. \"If it please you,\" he", "beside him his former cloister companion the renegade monk, Hordle John.", "flew in upon his man and locked his leg round him. It was a grip that,\nbetween men of equal strength, would mean a fall; but Hordle John tore", "\"My friend,\" said Hordle John, \"I have prayed so much during the last\ntwo months, not only during the day, but at matins, lauds, and the like," ], [ "\"Aye, Aylward, tell us of it,\" cried Hordle John.\n\n\"Here is to old Samkin Aylward!\" shouted several at the further end of\nthe room, waving their blackjacks in the air.", "for many miles around. For many years he drank his ale every night at\nthe \"Pied Merlin,\" which was now kept by his friend Aylward, who had", "\"It is I, old lad. It is Sam Aylward of the Company; and here is your\ncaptain, Sir Nigel Loring, and four others, all laid out to be grilled\nlike an Easterling's herrings.\"", "\"Nay, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, laying his hand upon the sleeve of his\ncompanion's frayed jerkin, \"you cannot think me so thrall as to throw", "\"Come hither by the window, Aylward,\" said Alleyne. \"I have seen\nfour-score men pass from yonder shaw across the glade, and nigh every", "pallets on the other side, on which Aylward and Hordle John were already\nsnoring. Alleyne had knelt down to his evening orisons, when there came", "The old soldiers and Hordle John strode off together in all good\nfellowship. Alleyne had turned to follow them, when he felt a touch upon\nhis shoulder, and found a young page by his side.", "followed: Aylward much the lighter for having accomplished his mission,\nAlleyne full of wonderment at the humble bearing of so renowned\na captain, and John loud with snorts and sneers, which spoke his", "\"Sam Aylward, sir, of the Hundred of Easebourne and the Rape of\nChichester.\"\n\n\"And this giant behind you?\"", "\"Young friend,\" said he, when Alleyne was abreast of him, \"I fear from\nthy garb that thou canst know little of the Abbey of Beaulieu.\"", "\"Why, it is old Sam Aylward of the White Company!\" shouted the\nman-at-arms. \"Why, Samkin, what hath come upon thee? I can call to mind", "\"There, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, with a reddened cheek, \"let that curb\nyour blunt tongue. How could you bring a fresh pang to this holy man,", "Aylward at this order came shuffling forward amid the trees, and in an\ninstant the two men were clinging in each other's arms, laughing and", "Alleyne at his right hand, and Johnston, the old master bowman, walking\nby his left stirrup. Ere they had reached their journey's end the knight", "\"Aye, lads, it was that,\" said a deep voice from behind Alleyne's\nshoulder. Looking round, the wayfarers saw a gaunt, big-boned man, with", "Alleyne and Aylward sprang from their horses, and flew at the two\nsentries, who were disarmed and beaten down in an instant by so furious", "\"Nay, nay, Aylward,\" cried Alleyne. \"Sir Nigel will await us, and he in\nhaste.\"", "\"Methinks a company of school lads could hold this place against an\narmy,\" quoth John.\n\n\"And so say I,\" said Alleyne.", "\"I will after him,\" said Aylward, flinging himself into the saddle.\n\"Come, Alleyne, we may catch him ere John's horse be shod.\"", "stood big John and Aylward the bowman, staring at something within. As\nhe came up with them, he saw that two little lads, the one about nine" ], [ "\"It is I, old lad. It is Sam Aylward of the Company; and here is your\ncaptain, Sir Nigel Loring, and four others, all laid out to be grilled\nlike an Easterling's herrings.\"", "together, but now the war-banner is in the wind once more, and, by these\nten finger-bones! if he go alone, old Samkin Aylward will walk beside\nit.\"", "\"Sam Aylward, sir, of the Hundred of Easebourne and the Rape of\nChichester.\"\n\n\"And this giant behind you?\"", "\"Why, it is old Sam Aylward of the White Company!\" shouted the\nman-at-arms. \"Why, Samkin, what hath come upon thee? I can call to mind", "\"Aye, Aylward, tell us of it,\" cried Hordle John.\n\n\"Here is to old Samkin Aylward!\" shouted several at the further end of\nthe room, waving their blackjacks in the air.", "out his men from the swarm of volunteers. Many an anxious consultation\nhe held with Black Simon, Sam Aylward, and other of his more experienced", "there are knocks going there is Sammy in the heart of it. But who are\nthese ill-faced rogues who block the path? To your kennels, canaille!", "\"Watch and see, young fool's-head,\" growled the old bowman. He took a\nlong string from his pouch and fastened one end to an arrow.\n\n\"All ready, Samkin?\"", "\"Ho! for Sir Samkin Aylward!\" cried a rough voice among the archers, and\na roar of laughter greeted their new leader.", "\"Is there an archer here hight Sam Aylward?\" asked a gaunt man-at-arms,\nclanking up to them across the courtyard.\n\n\"My name, friend,\" quoth the bowman.", "\"Curse me if I did not think that it was the style of speech of old\nSamkin Aylward,\" said the voice, amid a buzz from the ranks. \"Wherever", "CHAPTER VI. HOW SAMKIN AYLWARD WAGERED HIS FEATHER-BED.", "\"You say sooth, Samkin,\" quoth old Johnston. \"I would that we were upon\nthe far side of Ebro again, for there is neither honor nor profit to be\ngained here. What say you, Simon?\"", "his heart's blood, it will be no fault of Samkin Aylward of the White\nCompany.\"", "\"You ask me for a sign,\" he said. \"Here is a sign for you, since you\nmust have one.\" As he spoke he whirled the covering from the object", "of this, nor read my own name if you were to set 'Sam Aylward' up\nagainst me. In the whole Company there was only one man who could read,", "his chain-mail. Beside him stood his giant recruit, still clad in the\nhome-spun and ill-fitting garments of the fuller of Lymington, with arms", "\"I must crave your pardon, comrade,\" said he, bluntly. \"I was a fool not\nto know that a little rooster may be the gamest. I believe that this man\nis indeed a leader whom we may follow.\"", "take the two of them. Ah! Samkin, lad, the eye grows dim and the hand\nless firm as the years pass.\"", "\"Aye was it. By my ten finger-bones! it is a trick that will add a\nproper man to the ranks of the Company.\"" ], [ "\"And therefore the worst of foemen to thyself,\" said Alleyne. \"But I\npray you, since you seem to know him, to point out to me the shortest\npath to my brother's house.\"", "Alleyne lost no time in following the directions of the wild, masterless\nman, whom he left among the trees where he had found him. His heart was", "They were close by the old north gate of the little town, and Alleyne,\nhalf turning in his saddle, looked back at the motley crowd who", "\"It is my brother--my poor unhappy brother!\" cried Alleyne, with his\nhand to his brow. \"He is dead.\"", "Alleyne had gone no great distance for all the many small passages that\nhad befallen him. Yet to him, used as he was to a life of such quiet", "\"Nay, it may not be. I have other work to do. I have tarried with you\nover long,\" quoth Alleyne, and resolutely set forth upon his journey", "\"I have in good sooth,\" Alleyne answered, and then as they journeyed\non their way he told them the many things that had befallen him, his", "Alleyne stood still in the roadway for a few minutes reflecting\nupon what he should do. It was, he knew, only a few miles further to", "he might be stricken down at last. It had been her wish to start for\nSpain and to search for him, but Alleyne had persuaded her to let him", "Alleyne turned to the letter, and, as his eyes rested upon it, his face\nturned pale and a cry of surprise and grief burst from his lips.", "\"It is a long road yet to Brockenhurst,\" said Alleyne; \"but here is such\nbread and cheese as I have left, and here, too, is a penny which may\nhelp you to supper. May God be with you!\"", "her with his cudgel. Alleyne hastened on, lest he make more mischief,\nand his heart was heavy as lead within him. Look where he would, he", "\"Come, then,\" said he; and they ran together to the cover of the woods.\nAs they gained the edge of the brushwood, Alleyne, looking back, saw his", "\"But, lady,\" cried poor Alleyne in great distress, \"how can I say that\nit was to the south of the road when I know well that it was four miles\nto the north.\"\n\n\"You will not say it?\"", "clerkly hand, and set forth with brave flourishes and devices along the\nmargins. In vain Alleyne bethought him of where he was, and of those", "\"What then?\" asked Alleyne, trotting after him and gripping at his\njerkin.\n\n\"I am back for Minstead, lad.\"\n\n\"And why, in the name of sense?\"", "position and hinted at the coarse plenty within. By these signs Alleyne\nknew that he was on the very fringe of the forest, and therefore no", "fight. Alleyne, as in duty bound, kept his eyes fixed ever on his\nlord and pressed forward close at his heels. Often had he heard of Sir", "\"There lies the image of our past and of our future,\" cried Alleyne, as\nthey rode on upon their way. \"Now, which is better, to till God's earth,", "CHAPTER XII. HOW ALLEYNE LEARNED MORE THAN HE COULD TEACH." ], [ "\"It is my brother--my poor unhappy brother!\" cried Alleyne, with his\nhand to his brow. \"He is dead.\"", "\"There is none,\" said Alleyne, sadly.\n\n\"Have you no kinsfolk, then?\"\n\n\"None, save my brother.\"", "\"So little that I scarce dare speak of it in your presence,\" Alleyne\nanswered. \"I have been cloister-bred, and it was no very great matter to\nhandle the brush better than my brother novices.\"", "but only one of many comely brothers. They plodded along together, the\nwoodman and Alleyne, with little talk on either side, for their thoughts", "a few minutes face to face talking earnestly. Alleyne had read and\nhad heard of love and of lovers. Such were these, doubtless--this", "At the sight of the man Alleyne had stood staring, but at the sound of\nhis voice such a thrill of joy bubbled up in his heart that he had", "Alleyne had gone no great distance for all the many small passages that\nhad befallen him. Yet to him, used as he was to a life of such quiet", "Alleyne turned to the letter, and, as his eyes rested upon it, his face\nturned pale and a cry of surprise and grief burst from his lips.", "\"Young friend,\" said he, when Alleyne was abreast of him, \"I fear from\nthy garb that thou canst know little of the Abbey of Beaulieu.\"", "\"And therefore the worst of foemen to thyself,\" said Alleyne. \"But I\npray you, since you seem to know him, to point out to me the shortest\npath to my brother's house.\"", "CHAPTER XII. HOW ALLEYNE LEARNED MORE THAN HE COULD TEACH.", "Alleyne crossed himself as he gazed at this unnatural sight, and\ncould scarce hold his ground with a steady face, when the two dancers,", "thing rarely met in England at that day, and rarer still in the quiet\nsouthland parts. Alleyne had read of such folk, but had never seen one", "\"My brother, what has he to do with it? And your father----\"\n\n\"Come, Alleyne, was it not you who would have me act fairly to all men,\nand, certes, to my father amongst them?\"", "\"I have in good sooth,\" Alleyne answered, and then as they journeyed\non their way he told them the many things that had befallen him, his", "They were close by the old north gate of the little town, and Alleyne,\nhalf turning in his saddle, looked back at the motley crowd who", "the few who had survived it. For two months Alleyne had wavered betwixt\ndeath and life, with a broken rib and a shattered head; yet youth and", "\"Come, then,\" said he; and they ran together to the cover of the woods.\nAs they gained the edge of the brushwood, Alleyne, looking back, saw his", "schoolboys who are bent upon a prank. At sight of Alleyne they slunk\npast him with somewhat of a shame-faced air, and springing upon their", "Six long weeks were taken in these preparations, and it was close on\nMartinmas ere all was ready for a start. Nigh two months had Alleyne" ], [ "The Abbot shook his head. \"The Socman of Minstead hath earned an evil\nname over the country side,\" he said. \"If you must go to him, see at", "in the matter. We knew your father well, and would fain help his son,\nthough we have small cause to love your brother the Socman, who is\nforever stirring up strife in the county.\"", "\"To thrust a handful of steel into the Socman. What! hale a demoiselle\nagainst her will, and then loose dogs at his own brother! Let me go!\"", "\"You are the Socman of Minstead?\"", "now Socman of Minstead, had already given sign of that fierce and rude\nnature which would make him no fit companion for you. It was his desire", "will, and when I see my brother, the Socman of Minstead, he will raise\nhue and cry from vill to vill, from hundred to hundred, until you are", "\"Then unsay it,\" cried she quickly; \"say that I was right to wish to\nhave vengeance on the Socman.\"\n\n\"Nay, I cannot do that,\" he answered gravely.", "there was the Socman himself by my side, with the news that I was on\nhis land, but with so many courteous words besides, and such gallant", "that you come of so old a strain. But while the Socman lives----Ha, by\nmy soul! if this is not Sir Oliver's step I am the more mistaken.\"", "\"Dog!\" cried the furious Socman, \"there is no man in the south who can\nsay as much.\"", "of custom and of teaching which had held it so long. The socman sprang\nback, looking to left and to right for some stick or stone which might", "at Twynham, and all that concerns the death of thy ill neighbor the\nSocman of Minstead. For when ye had left us, this evil man gathered", "\"Besides,\" said John, \"the Socman of Minstead is a by-word through the\nforest, from Bramshaw Hill to Holmesley Walk. He is a drunken, brawling,", "with such numbers as were a marvel to see. Yet the Lady Loring held the\nplace stoutly, and on the second day the Socman was slain--by his own", "that we should go back together, and you should make your peace with the\nSocman by handing back your prisoner. It is a sad thing that so small a\nthing as a woman should come between two who are of one blood.\"", "\"To Minstead,\" quoth he. \"My brother Simon Edricson is socman there, and\nI go to bide with him for a while. I prythee, let me have my score, good\ndame.\"", "\"Stand off my land!\" the man said fiercely, heedless of the blood which\ntrickled freely from his fingers. \"What have you to do here? By your", "old family parchments describe it. Above all, the owner of the soil\ncould still hold his head high as the veritable Socman of Minstead--that", "colors, and then I shall tell him that if he does indeed crave my favor\nthere is wrong unredressed, and the wronger the Socman of Minstead. So", "\"Yet can I,\" said Alleyne smiling; \"for indeed I also am the son of\nEdric the Socman, of the pure blood of Godfrey the thane, by the only" ], [ "way of sin. But Maude and Alleyne care little for this. A dank, cold\nair comes out from the black arch before them. Without, the sun shines", "\"There lies the image of our past and of our future,\" cried Alleyne, as\nthey rode on upon their way. \"Now, which is better, to till God's earth,", "\"Lady!\" cried Alleyne, with catching breath, \"is it the Lady Maude\nLoring of whom you speak?\"\n\n\"It is, in sooth.\"", "leapings and screamings, they seemed to Alleyne more like fiends from\nthe pit than men of flesh and blood. Even as he looked, they broke", "They were close by the old north gate of the little town, and Alleyne,\nhalf turning in his saddle, looked back at the motley crowd who", "CHAPTER XII. HOW ALLEYNE LEARNED MORE THAN HE COULD TEACH.", "\"Come!\" gasped the woman. \"Fly, friend, ere he come back.\"\n\n\"Nay, let him come!\" cried Alleyne. \"I shall not budge a foot for him or\nhis dogs.\"", "\"Come, then,\" said he; and they ran together to the cover of the woods.\nAs they gained the edge of the brushwood, Alleyne, looking back, saw his", "\"Nay, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, laying his hand upon the sleeve of his\ncompanion's frayed jerkin, \"you cannot think me so thrall as to throw", "is, as holding the land in free socage, with no feudal superior, and\nanswerable to no man lower than the king. Knowing this, Alleyne felt", "\"What then?\" asked Alleyne, trotting after him and gripping at his\njerkin.\n\n\"I am back for Minstead, lad.\"\n\n\"And why, in the name of sense?\"", "\"I am from Beaulieu Abbey, and I have no need to beg,\" said Alleyne, who\nwas all of a tremble now that the ruffle was over.", "\"They are very quick in these parts,\" said Ford, turning to Alleyne.\n\n\"How are we to take this, sir?\" asked the ruffling squire.", "\"My father hath gone down,\" she cried. \"Your place is by his side. Nay,\nlook not at me, Alleyne. It is no time for dallying. Win my father's", "\"Nay, I shall go! I shall go!\" said Alleyne hurriedly, as Hordle John\nbegan to slowly roll up his sleeve, and bare an arm like a leg of", "CHAPTER XX. HOW ALLEYNE WON HIS PLACE IN AN HONORABLE GUILD.", "her with his cudgel. Alleyne hastened on, lest he make more mischief,\nand his heart was heavy as lead within him. Look where he would, he", "The serf was about to reply, when the clear ringing call of a bugle\nburst from the wood close behind them, and Alleyne caught sight for", "\"Nay, nay, Aylward,\" cried Alleyne. \"Sir Nigel will await us, and he in\nhaste.\"", "\"Young friend,\" said he, when Alleyne was abreast of him, \"I fear from\nthy garb that thou canst know little of the Abbey of Beaulieu.\"" ], [ "\"By my hilt, he is gone!\" cried Aylward, rushing to the side. \"They have\nsunk together like a stone.\"", "\"Ask him!\" said Aylward modestly, nodding towards Black Simon. \"He saw\nmore than I did. And yet, by the holy nails! there was not very much\nthat I did not see either.\"", "\"It is I, old lad. It is Sam Aylward of the Company; and here is your\ncaptain, Sir Nigel Loring, and four others, all laid out to be grilled\nlike an Easterling's herrings.\"", "Aylward's bow struck him full in the chest, and he fell coughing and\nspluttering across the threshold. The other rushed onwards, and breaking", "Aylward at this order came shuffling forward amid the trees, and in an\ninstant the two men were clinging in each other's arms, laughing and", "\"Nay, nay, Aylward,\" cried Alleyne. \"Sir Nigel will await us, and he in\nhaste.\"", "my dear lord and for Aylward, and I know not how I may break the news to\nthe Lady Mary and to the Lady Maude, if they have not yet had tidings of\nit.\"", "Aylward, for his heart shall ever be thine alone--and thine, ma petite!\nSo, marchons, and may St. Julian grant us as good quarters elsewhere!\"", "\"He is dead, I fear. I saw them throw his body across a horse and ride\naway with it, but I fear the life had gone from him.\"\n\n\"Now woe worth me! And where is Aylward?\"", "\"Aylward,\" said Alleyne excitedly, \"this is such a chance as few folk\nhave twice in one life. The nail I must have, and I will give it to the", "\"What ails the man?\" asked Aylward in surprise.\n\n\"I have been cozened and bejaped,\" quoth he gruffly.\n\n\"By whom, Sir Samson the strong?\"", "\"Nay, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, laying his hand upon the sleeve of his\ncompanion's frayed jerkin, \"you cannot think me so thrall as to throw", "Aylward was standing. The other end was secured to the rope, so that in\na minute a good strong cord was dangling from the only sound side of the", "\"Shoot with them, quotha?\" cried Aylward in high disdain, for pressing\ndanger is the great leveller of classes. \"How is a man to take aim with", "together, but now the war-banner is in the wind once more, and, by these\nten finger-bones! if he go alone, old Samkin Aylward will walk beside\nit.\"", "\"But the fight, Aylward, the fight!\" cried several impatiently.", "\"There, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, with a reddened cheek, \"let that curb\nyour blunt tongue. How could you bring a fresh pang to this holy man,", "\"But, Aylward, think of the men whom I saw yesternight,\" said Alleyne.\n\"It may not be the seneschal. It may be that others have come into the", "\"I have pricked off the tally,\" said Aylward, who had come aboard with\nhis lord. \"There are seven of the Winchester men, eleven seamen, your\nsquire, young Master Terlake, and nine archers.\"", "\"Aye, Aylward, tell us of it,\" cried Hordle John.\n\n\"Here is to old Samkin Aylward!\" shouted several at the further end of\nthe room, waving their blackjacks in the air." ], [ "\"My father hath gone down,\" she cried. \"Your place is by his side. Nay,\nlook not at me, Alleyne. It is no time for dallying. Win my father's", "\"That will I,\" said Alleyne, blithely, and bent to the task.", "Alleyne turned to the letter, and, as his eyes rested upon it, his face\nturned pale and a cry of surprise and grief burst from his lips.", "\"Alas! father,\" said Alleyne, \"how then can we be of help to thee?\"", "\"Yes,\" said Alleyne, \"he hath gone.\"\n\n\"And comes not back?\"\n\n\"No.\"", "fight. Alleyne, as in duty bound, kept his eyes fixed ever on his\nlord and pressed forward close at his heels. Often had he heard of Sir", "\"It is my brother--my poor unhappy brother!\" cried Alleyne, with his\nhand to his brow. \"He is dead.\"", "Alleyne lost no time in following the directions of the wild, masterless\nman, whom he left among the trees where he had found him. His heart was", "CHAPTER XX. HOW ALLEYNE WON HIS PLACE IN AN HONORABLE GUILD.", "Alleyne sat down as ordered, with a pen in his hand and a fresh sheet\nof parchment before him, while Sir Nigel slowly spelled out his letter,\nrunning his forefinger on from word to word.", "CHAPTER XII. HOW ALLEYNE LEARNED MORE THAN HE COULD TEACH.", "\"Nay, it may not be. I have other work to do. I have tarried with you\nover long,\" quoth Alleyne, and resolutely set forth upon his journey", "\"My brother, what has he to do with it? And your father----\"\n\n\"Come, Alleyne, was it not you who would have me act fairly to all men,\nand, certes, to my father amongst them?\"", "\"I should indeed love to look upon them,\" Alleyne answered; \"but I have\ncome from Beaulieu for a purpose, and I must be true to my service, even\nas thou art true to thine.\"", "\"A sorry shepherd!\" said Alleyne humbly. \"But here is your noble\nfather.\"", "\"If I have no better fortune,\" said Alleyne, leading Sir Nigel aside. \"I\npray you, my dear lord, that you will give my humble service to the Lady", "Tranter shrugged his shoulders. \"You have done what you could to save\nhim, Harcomb,\" said he. \"We had best settle at once.\"\n\n\"So say I,\" cried Alleyne.", "her with his cudgel. Alleyne hastened on, lest he make more mischief,\nand his heart was heavy as lead within him. Look where he would, he", "\"You hear, young sir?\" said the peacemaker. \"Our friend will overlook\nthe matter if you do but say that you have acted in heat and haste.\"\n\n\"I cannot say that,\" answered Alleyne.", "\"I have in good sooth,\" Alleyne answered, and then as they journeyed\non their way he told them the many things that had befallen him, his" ], [ "together, but now the war-banner is in the wind once more, and, by these\nten finger-bones! if he go alone, old Samkin Aylward will walk beside\nit.\"", "\"Why, it is old Sam Aylward of the White Company!\" shouted the\nman-at-arms. \"Why, Samkin, what hath come upon thee? I can call to mind", "\"Aye, Aylward, tell us of it,\" cried Hordle John.\n\n\"Here is to old Samkin Aylward!\" shouted several at the further end of\nthe room, waving their blackjacks in the air.", "\"It is I, old lad. It is Sam Aylward of the Company; and here is your\ncaptain, Sir Nigel Loring, and four others, all laid out to be grilled\nlike an Easterling's herrings.\"", "\"I would fain to France with my friends here,\" Alleyne answered; \"but I\nam a man of peace--a reader, exorcist, acolyte, and clerk.\"", "CHAPTER VI. HOW SAMKIN AYLWARD WAGERED HIS FEATHER-BED.", "\"To three,\" Aylward answered moodily, \"to three. I fear I may not go\nback to Christchurch. I might chance to see hotter service in Hampshire", "\"Not another word shall I speak,\" said Aylward; \"but here is a franc for\nthee and I crave thy blessing.\"\n\n\"And here is another,\" said Alleyne.", "Aylward, for his heart shall ever be thine alone--and thine, ma petite!\nSo, marchons, and may St. Julian grant us as good quarters elsewhere!\"", "\"I have been there, but I came to France to raise succor for him. I\nshall ride back, Nigel, with four thousand of the best lances of France", "\"Nay, my fair lord,\" Aylward answered with a grin, \"it is violence which\nis offered to a man. He comes from Hordle, and this is his mother who\nhath come forth to welcome him.\"", "\"Nay, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, laying his hand upon the sleeve of his\ncompanion's frayed jerkin, \"you cannot think me so thrall as to throw", "\"Sam Aylward, sir, of the Hundred of Easebourne and the Rape of\nChichester.\"\n\n\"And this giant behind you?\"", "with some good English ale. By my hilt! camarades, there is no drop of\nFrench blood in my body, and I am a true English bowman, Samkin Aylward", "\"By my hilt! it is like enough,\" said Aylward. \"By all accounts they had\nbeen so long at Montaubon, that there would be little there worth the", "\"Why, it is written in the French tongue,\" said Alleyne, \"and in a\nright clerkly hand. This is how it runs: 'A le moult puissant et moult", "fighting for, and it were pity to go to France for what may be had at\nhome. Did you not spy a crooked man upon the beach?\"", "\"Curse me if I did not think that it was the style of speech of old\nSamkin Aylward,\" said the voice, amid a buzz from the ranks. \"Wherever", "\"What then?\" asked Alleyne, trotting after him and gripping at his\njerkin.\n\n\"I am back for Minstead, lad.\"\n\n\"And why, in the name of sense?\"", "\"Aylward,\" said Alleyne excitedly, \"this is such a chance as few folk\nhave twice in one life. The nail I must have, and I will give it to the" ], [ "\"There, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, with a reddened cheek, \"let that curb\nyour blunt tongue. How could you bring a fresh pang to this holy man,", "\"And therefore the worst of foemen to thyself,\" said Alleyne. \"But I\npray you, since you seem to know him, to point out to me the shortest\npath to my brother's house.\"", "\"Young friend,\" said he, when Alleyne was abreast of him, \"I fear from\nthy garb that thou canst know little of the Abbey of Beaulieu.\"", "\"Nay, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, laying his hand upon the sleeve of his\ncompanion's frayed jerkin, \"you cannot think me so thrall as to throw", "trained strength of the heave. To Alleyne's eye, it was as if John had\ntaken unto himself wings and flown. As he hurtled through the air, with", "fight. Alleyne, as in duty bound, kept his eyes fixed ever on his\nlord and pressed forward close at his heels. Often had he heard of Sir", "CHAPTER XII. HOW ALLEYNE LEARNED MORE THAN HE COULD TEACH.", "\"I should indeed love to look upon them,\" Alleyne answered; \"but I have\ncome from Beaulieu for a purpose, and I must be true to my service, even\nas thou art true to thine.\"", "\"My father hath gone down,\" she cried. \"Your place is by his side. Nay,\nlook not at me, Alleyne. It is no time for dallying. Win my father's", "\"Come hither by the window, Aylward,\" said Alleyne. \"I have seen\nfour-score men pass from yonder shaw across the glade, and nigh every", "way of sin. But Maude and Alleyne care little for this. A dank, cold\nair comes out from the black arch before them. Without, the sun shines", "salvers, and other such valuables. All this Alleyne examined with\ncurious eyes; but most interesting of all to him was a small ebony", "\"Nay, nay, Aylward,\" cried Alleyne. \"Sir Nigel will await us, and he in\nhaste.\"", "\"If I have no better fortune,\" said Alleyne, leading Sir Nigel aside. \"I\npray you, my dear lord, that you will give my humble service to the Lady", "CHAPTER XX. HOW ALLEYNE WON HIS PLACE IN AN HONORABLE GUILD.", "\"Aylward,\" said Alleyne excitedly, \"this is such a chance as few folk\nhave twice in one life. The nail I must have, and I will give it to the", "\"There lies the image of our past and of our future,\" cried Alleyne, as\nthey rode on upon their way. \"Now, which is better, to till God's earth,", "\"What then?\" asked Alleyne, trotting after him and gripping at his\njerkin.\n\n\"I am back for Minstead, lad.\"\n\n\"And why, in the name of sense?\"", "\"My brother, what has he to do with it? And your father----\"\n\n\"Come, Alleyne, was it not you who would have me act fairly to all men,\nand, certes, to my father amongst them?\"", "\"By Saint Paul!\" he cried, as Alleyne entered, \"you are the man who will\nstand by me in this matter. I have been in sore need of you, Alleyne.\"" ], [ "in the matter. We knew your father well, and would fain help his son,\nthough we have small cause to love your brother the Socman, who is\nforever stirring up strife in the county.\"", "The Abbot shook his head. \"The Socman of Minstead hath earned an evil\nname over the country side,\" he said. \"If you must go to him, see at", "of custom and of teaching which had held it so long. The socman sprang\nback, looking to left and to right for some stick or stone which might", "violence. The girl and the old man began to shuffle on in the crowd\nwithout their tormentors venturing to stop them. Ford and Alleyne\nfollowed slowly behind them, but Aylward caught the latter by the", "at Twynham, and all that concerns the death of thy ill neighbor the\nSocman of Minstead. For when ye had left us, this evil man gathered", "will, and when I see my brother, the Socman of Minstead, he will raise\nhue and cry from vill to vill, from hundred to hundred, until you are", "shouting, and the lady screaming from within. In an instant Alleyne and\nJohn were on foot, and had lifted her forth all in a shake with fear,\nbut little the worse for her mischance.", "with such numbers as were a marvel to see. Yet the Lady Loring held the\nplace stoutly, and on the second day the Socman was slain--by his own", "she had sped him on his way. Then he was but a penniless, monk-bred lad,\nunknown and unfriended. Now he was himself Socman of Minstead, the head", "\"To thrust a handful of steel into the Socman. What! hale a demoiselle\nagainst her will, and then loose dogs at his own brother! Let me go!\"", "to ask himself whether it was not the Lady Maude who was gaining sway\nand influence over him. If she were changing, so was he. In drawing her\nup from the world, he was day by day being himself dragged down towards", "\"To Minstead,\" quoth he. \"My brother Simon Edricson is socman there, and\nI go to bide with him for a while. I prythee, let me have my score, good\ndame.\"", "way of sin. But Maude and Alleyne care little for this. A dank, cold\nair comes out from the black arch before them. Without, the sun shines", "of aid. So moved was the young clerk by these mute appeals, that he came\nforth from the trees and crossed the meadow, uncertain what to do, and", "\"Lady!\" cried Alleyne, with catching breath, \"is it the Lady Maude\nLoring of whom you speak?\"\n\n\"It is, in sooth.\"", "now Socman of Minstead, had already given sign of that fierce and rude\nnature which would make him no fit companion for you. It was his desire", "\"Not so. We are well off his land now, nor can he tell in this great\nwood which way we have taken. But you--you had him at your mercy. Why\ndid you not kill him?\"", "love for the Lady Maude? Would he cast him off in disgrace, or might he\nchide him as having abused the shelter of his roof? It had been ready", "of the crowd. \"Here is John, and Aylward, too! Help us, comrades, for\nthere is wrong being done to this maid and to the old man.\"", "there was the Socman himself by my side, with the news that I was on\nhis land, but with so many courteous words besides, and such gallant" ], [ "CHAPTER XXV. HOW SIR NIGEL WROTE TO TWYNHAM CASTLE.", "her. Sooth to say, the stout heart of Sir Nigel, which cared little for\nthe wrath of her lion-like spouse, was somewhat shaken by the calm, cold", "Sir Nigel shook his head and laughed softly to himself, \"I see how it\nis with you,\" he said. \"Have I not noted your frequent sighs and vacant\neye? Is she fair?\"", "Sir Nigel was a slight man of poor stature, with soft lisping voice and\ngentle ways. So short was he that his wife, who was no very tall woman,", "Sir Nigel, who had entered the room with a silvery-haired old lady upon\nhis arm, stared aghast at this sudden outburst of candor.", "CHAPTER XXXVI. HOW SIR NIGEL TOOK THE PATCH FROM HIS EYE.", "CHAPTER XXXV. HOW SIR NIGEL HAWKED AT AN EAGLE.", "\"On the contrary,\" quoth Sir Nigel, \"there is much left to us, for there\nis a very honorable contention before us, and a fair lady for whom to", "The lady shook her head. \"French land, French blood, French speech,\" she\nanswered. \"They are French, and France shall have them.\"\n\n\"But not Bordeaux?\" cried Sir Nigel excitedly.", "\"Well answered, fair lady!\" cried Sir Nigel. \"And very sure I am that my\nown sweet wife would have said the same. If the end be now come, I have", "\"Nay,\" answered Sir Nigel, \"I cannot go until I have seen more of this\nperson, for he appears to be a man from whom much is to be hoped. What\nis his name and title?\"", "\"Sir Nigel!\" he cried. \"Sir Nigel Loring, at last! By my soul we have\nawaited you this month past. Right welcome, Sir Nigel! You have had my\nletter?\"", "CHAPTER XIV. HOW SIR NIGEL SOUGHT FOR A WAYSIDE VENTURE.", "CHAPTER XVIII. HOW SIR NIGEL LORING PUT A PATCH UPON HIS EYE.", "\"How of that, Alleyne?\" continued Sir Nigel, blinking at his squire,\nwith an expression of some pride upon his face. \"Have I not told her all\nthat hath befallen us?\"", "\"That was ever his way,\" she cried, appealing to Sir Nigel, who reined\nup his horse and listened with the greatest courtesy. \"He would jog on", "\"So I read it,\" said Sir Nigel. \"Now I pray you to read what is set\nforth within.\"", "\"By St. Paul!\" said Sir Nigel, \"and by the help of St. George and Our\nLady, it will be a very strange thing if our black-headed friend does", "\"Then, by St. Paul! they may settle it betwixt them,\" quoth Sir Nigel.\n\"For me, I serve God, the king and my lady; and so long as I can keep", "\"For myself,\" said Sir Nigel, \"I have heard such words fall from the\nlips of this lady that I am of the opinion that there is no woman," ], [ "\"Lady!\" cried Alleyne, with catching breath, \"is it the Lady Maude\nLoring of whom you speak?\"\n\n\"It is, in sooth.\"", "\"My father hath gone down,\" she cried. \"Your place is by his side. Nay,\nlook not at me, Alleyne. It is no time for dallying. Win my father's", "way of sin. But Maude and Alleyne care little for this. A dank, cold\nair comes out from the black arch before them. Without, the sun shines", "\"Her father!\" cried the lady, smiling. \"Nay; Maude is a good daughter,\nbut I think it was this young golden-haired squire of whom I have heard\nwho has made her turn her back upon the world.\"", "\"My lord, I know little of the ways and usages of the world,\" cried\nAlleyne, \"but I would fain ask your rede upon the matter. You have known\nmy father and my kin: is not my family one of good standing and repute?\"", "violent, as Alleyne's firm and constant nature gained sway and influence\nover the Lady Maude. And yet, sooth to say, there were times when he had", "\"Alas! father,\" said Alleyne, \"how then can we be of help to thee?\"", "than to have the upbringing of this tender and milk-white maid. Hark ye,\nlad Alleyne, to what I never told man or woman yet. I love the fair Lady", "\"Why, it is written in the French tongue,\" said Alleyne, \"and in a\nright clerkly hand. This is how it runs: 'A le moult puissant et moult", "CHAPTER XII. HOW ALLEYNE LEARNED MORE THAN HE COULD TEACH.", "\"Her lady-mother has so ordered it,\" said Alleyne.", "\"I should indeed love to look upon them,\" Alleyne answered; \"but I have\ncome from Beaulieu for a purpose, and I must be true to my service, even\nas thou art true to thine.\"", "\"It is the face of the Lady Maude Loring!\" cried Ford, even more\nastonished.\n\n\"Why, on my faith, it is not unlike her!\" said Alleyne, in some\nconfusion.", "\"Indeed, my lord, I do so strive,\" said Alleyne; \"but she is so sweet,\nso dainty, and of so noble a spirit, that I fear me that I shall never\nbe worthy of her.\"", "\"She is indeed,\" cried Alleyne from his heart, all tingling at this\nsudden turn of the talk.\n\n\"And good?\"\n\n\"As an angel.\"", "\"How of that, Alleyne?\" continued Sir Nigel, blinking at his squire,\nwith an expression of some pride upon his face. \"Have I not told her all\nthat hath befallen us?\"", "\"My fair lord,\" said Alleyne, with a flush on his weather-stained\ncheeks, \"the Lady Tiphaine may have spoken sooth when she said it; for\nTwynham Castle is in my heart by day and in my dreams by night.\"", "\"A sorry shepherd!\" said Alleyne humbly. \"But here is your noble\nfather.\"", "CHAPTER XX. HOW ALLEYNE WON HIS PLACE IN AN HONORABLE GUILD.", "\"If I have no better fortune,\" said Alleyne, leading Sir Nigel aside. \"I\npray you, my dear lord, that you will give my humble service to the Lady" ], [ "Gascony, or that we bear the wool-bales of some mercer of the Staple. Ma\nfoi, but they are very swift! They swoop upon us like two goshawks on a", "As the prince spoke, amid a loud flourish of trumpets and the shouting\nof the Gascon party, the last of the assailants rode gallantly into the", "hootings and hissings of their comrades, they marched off together to\nthe Gascon's hut, while the main body broke up their meeting and set", "And now all was ready for the enterprise. From Dax to St. Jean\nPied-du-Port the country was mottled with the white tents of Gascons,", "\"Both will conquer and each will hold its own,\" answered the Lady\nTiphaine.\n\n\"Then we shall still hold Gascony and Guienne?\" cried Sir Nigel.", "The Gascon warrior winced a little at the allusion, nor were his\ncountrymen around him better pleased, for on the only occasion when they\nhad encountered the arms of France without English aid they had met with\na heavy defeat.", "passages than are to be had from such chance meetings, when cavaliers\nare willing to advance themselves. I can well remember that two leagues\nfrom the town of Rheims I met a very valiant and courteous cavalier of", "Having sounded his call, he thrust the bugle into his belt, and, pushing\nhis way betwixt the groups of English and of Gascon knights, he reined\nup within a spear's length of the royal party.", "way. Bidding adieu to landlord and to champion, therefore, he set off at\na gallop, and soon overtook the two archers.", "It was evening before the three comrades came into Aiguillon. There they\nfound Sir Nigel Loring and Ford safely lodged at the sign of the", "either end of the pass; for it may happen that some other cavaliers may\nvisit us ere the time be come.\" All day the little band of Englishmen\nlay in the sheltered gorge, looking down upon the vast host of their", "from the head-pieces of two horsemen who were riding at the top of their\nspeed in the direction of Bordeaux. Another half-hour had brought\nthem so close that every point of their bearing and equipment could be", "\"Truly, holy fathers,\" said the archer in French as they came abreast of\nthem, \"you have beaten enough for to-day. The road is all spotted like a", "At a brisk trot the three friends left Cardillac and its wine-house\nbehind them, riding without a halt past St. Macaire, and on by ferry", "enow ere we turn our faces northward again. It is said that there are\nfour-score thousand men behind the King of Spain, with Du Guesclin and", "heart could wish. In front to the right are the Gascon lords. You may\nwell tell them by their clouded brows, for there hath been some ill-will", "Spain, whose pale blue eyes gleamed with a sinister light as they rested\nonce more upon the distant peaks of the land which had disowned him.\nUnder the royal banners rode many a bold Gascon baron and many a", "of transports returning from Guienne. Sir Nigel Loring and Sir Oliver\nButtesthorn at once hung their shields over the side, and displayed", "\"It is as well,\" remarked Terlake; \"for methinks, my fair lord, that\nwe are not the only ones who are waiting a passage to Gascony. Mine eye", "\"If they will follow,\" cried the Gascon with a sneer. \"These are not\nhired slaves, but free companions, who will do nothing save by their own" ], [ "way of sin. But Maude and Alleyne care little for this. A dank, cold\nair comes out from the black arch before them. Without, the sun shines", "\"Lady!\" cried Alleyne, with catching breath, \"is it the Lady Maude\nLoring of whom you speak?\"\n\n\"It is, in sooth.\"", "a few minutes face to face talking earnestly. Alleyne had read and\nhad heard of love and of lovers. Such were these, doubtless--this", "\"My fair lord,\" said Alleyne, with a flush on his weather-stained\ncheeks, \"the Lady Tiphaine may have spoken sooth when she said it; for\nTwynham Castle is in my heart by day and in my dreams by night.\"", "than to have the upbringing of this tender and milk-white maid. Hark ye,\nlad Alleyne, to what I never told man or woman yet. I love the fair Lady", "\"She is indeed,\" cried Alleyne from his heart, all tingling at this\nsudden turn of the talk.\n\n\"And good?\"\n\n\"As an angel.\"", "\"I should indeed love to look upon them,\" Alleyne answered; \"but I have\ncome from Beaulieu for a purpose, and I must be true to my service, even\nas thou art true to thine.\"", "\"It is the face of the Lady Maude Loring!\" cried Ford, even more\nastonished.\n\n\"Why, on my faith, it is not unlike her!\" said Alleyne, in some\nconfusion.", "violent, as Alleyne's firm and constant nature gained sway and influence\nover the Lady Maude. And yet, sooth to say, there were times when he had", "On their journey home through the woods Alleyne learnt their\nwondrous story: how, when Sir Nigel came to his senses, he with his", "\"Indeed, my lord, I do so strive,\" said Alleyne; \"but she is so sweet,\nso dainty, and of so noble a spirit, that I fear me that I shall never\nbe worthy of her.\"", "CHAPTER XX. HOW ALLEYNE WON HIS PLACE IN AN HONORABLE GUILD.", "\"That I should live to see the day!\" he cried. \"What! not one----\"\n\n\"My fair lord,\" whispered Alleyne, \"they have all stepped forward.\"", "CHAPTER XII. HOW ALLEYNE LEARNED MORE THAN HE COULD TEACH.", "screen, with a dancing light of mischief in her eyes. Alleyne started\nwith astonishment as he recognized the very maiden who had suffered\nfrom his brother's violence in the forest. She no longer wore her gay", "\"Come, then,\" said he; and they ran together to the cover of the woods.\nAs they gained the edge of the brushwood, Alleyne, looking back, saw his", "\"Mon Dieu! Alleyne, saw you ever so lovely a face?\" cried Ford as they\nhurried along together. \"So pure, so peaceful, and so beautiful!\"", "\"There lies the image of our past and of our future,\" cried Alleyne, as\nthey rode on upon their way. \"Now, which is better, to till God's earth,", "At the sight of the man Alleyne had stood staring, but at the sound of\nhis voice such a thrill of joy bubbled up in his heart that he had", "Alleyne turned to the letter, and, as his eyes rested upon it, his face\nturned pale and a cry of surprise and grief burst from his lips." ], [ "\"I hear that the prince hath the King of Navarre as hostage,\" said\nAlleyne, \"and it is said that he hath sworn to put him to death if there\nbe any attack upon us.\"", "On the morning after the jousting, when Alleyne Edricson went, as was\nhis custom, into his master's chamber to wait upon him in his dressing", "fellow-squire who had sat so recently upon his own couch. With a cry of\nhorror Alleyne sprang from his bed and rushed to the casement, while the", "\"Nay, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, laying his hand upon the sleeve of his\ncompanion's frayed jerkin, \"you cannot think me so thrall as to throw", "\"My fair lord,\" said Alleyne, with a flush on his weather-stained\ncheeks, \"the Lady Tiphaine may have spoken sooth when she said it; for\nTwynham Castle is in my heart by day and in my dreams by night.\"", "An evil blow it was for Alleyne, but a worse one still for him who\nstruck it. The Spanish slinger, seeing the youth lie slain, and judging", "\"Plainly said and bravely spoken, my suckling friar,\" roared a deep\nvoice, and a heavy hand fell upon Alleyne's shoulder. Looking up, he saw", "\"It is nothing, my fair lord,\" said Alleyne, who had now loosened his\nbassinet, which was cracked across by the Norman's blow. Even as he", "\"If I have no better fortune,\" said Alleyne, leading Sir Nigel aside. \"I\npray you, my dear lord, that you will give my humble service to the Lady", "\"That I should live to see the day!\" he cried. \"What! not one----\"\n\n\"My fair lord,\" whispered Alleyne, \"they have all stepped forward.\"", "Alleyne, glancing at her, noted that her breath came quick and short,\nand that her cheeks had blanched to a lily white. Du Guesclin eyed her", "CHAPTER XII. HOW ALLEYNE LEARNED MORE THAN HE COULD TEACH.", "\"My father hath gone down,\" she cried. \"Your place is by his side. Nay,\nlook not at me, Alleyne. It is no time for dallying. Win my father's", "\"How of that, Alleyne?\" continued Sir Nigel, blinking at his squire,\nwith an expression of some pride upon his face. \"Have I not told her all\nthat hath befallen us?\"", "\"By St. Paul!\" he cried, \"I have fought in many a little bickering, but\nnever one that I would be more loth to have missed than this. But you\nare wounded, Alleyne?\"", "Simon with their veteran men-at arms, flung themselves madly into the\nfray. Alleyne, at his lord's right hand, found himself swept hither and", "clerkly hand, and set forth with brave flourishes and devices along the\nmargins. In vain Alleyne bethought him of where he was, and of those", "had great good fortune in having lived in times when so much glory was\nto be won, and in knowing so many valiant gentlemen and knights. But why\ndo you pluck my sleeve, Alleyne?\"", "On their journey home through the woods Alleyne learnt their\nwondrous story: how, when Sir Nigel came to his senses, he with his", "beside his squire. Two hours later Alleyne Edricson followed; for he had\nthe tavern reckoning to settle, and many other duties which fell to him" ], [ "way of sin. But Maude and Alleyne care little for this. A dank, cold\nair comes out from the black arch before them. Without, the sun shines", "\"Lady!\" cried Alleyne, with catching breath, \"is it the Lady Maude\nLoring of whom you speak?\"\n\n\"It is, in sooth.\"", "\"How of that, Alleyne?\" continued Sir Nigel, blinking at his squire,\nwith an expression of some pride upon his face. \"Have I not told her all\nthat hath befallen us?\"", "CHAPTER XX. HOW ALLEYNE WON HIS PLACE IN AN HONORABLE GUILD.", "\"I am from Beaulieu Abbey, and I have no need to beg,\" said Alleyne, who\nwas all of a tremble now that the ruffle was over.", "\"Nenny, nenny!\" cried Alleyne, laughing. \"There was no scath done. Come\nback, friend\"--and so, by mingled pushing and entreaties, they got his", "\"My fair lord,\" said Alleyne, with a flush on his weather-stained\ncheeks, \"the Lady Tiphaine may have spoken sooth when she said it; for\nTwynham Castle is in my heart by day and in my dreams by night.\"", "\"What then?\" asked Alleyne, trotting after him and gripping at his\njerkin.\n\n\"I am back for Minstead, lad.\"\n\n\"And why, in the name of sense?\"", "\"I should indeed love to look upon them,\" Alleyne answered; \"but I have\ncome from Beaulieu for a purpose, and I must be true to my service, even\nas thou art true to thine.\"", "\"Indeed, my lord, I do so strive,\" said Alleyne; \"but she is so sweet,\nso dainty, and of so noble a spirit, that I fear me that I shall never\nbe worthy of her.\"", "\"If I have no better fortune,\" said Alleyne, leading Sir Nigel aside. \"I\npray you, my dear lord, that you will give my humble service to the Lady", "\"Nay, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, laying his hand upon the sleeve of his\ncompanion's frayed jerkin, \"you cannot think me so thrall as to throw", "\"My father hath gone down,\" she cried. \"Your place is by his side. Nay,\nlook not at me, Alleyne. It is no time for dallying. Win my father's", "\"She is indeed,\" cried Alleyne from his heart, all tingling at this\nsudden turn of the talk.\n\n\"And good?\"\n\n\"As an angel.\"", "\"There, Aylward,\" said Alleyne, with a reddened cheek, \"let that curb\nyour blunt tongue. How could you bring a fresh pang to this holy man,", "\"Plainly said and bravely spoken, my suckling friar,\" roared a deep\nvoice, and a heavy hand fell upon Alleyne's shoulder. Looking up, he saw", "\"So little that I scarce dare speak of it in your presence,\" Alleyne\nanswered. \"I have been cloister-bred, and it was no very great matter to\nhandle the brush better than my brother novices.\"", "\"That I should live to see the day!\" he cried. \"What! not one----\"\n\n\"My fair lord,\" whispered Alleyne, \"they have all stepped forward.\"", "\"Stand by you I will, and that blithely,\" said Alleyne. \"Surely, sir,\nyou should take shame to hold the damsel against her will.\"", "violent, as Alleyne's firm and constant nature gained sway and influence\nover the Lady Maude. And yet, sooth to say, there were times when he had" ] ]

[ "With which christian denomination is the Abbey associated with?", "Who is Alleyne's father?", "Who does the abbot banish?", "Why is John banished?", "What is Sam's profession?", "Who does John and Alleyne meet at the inn?", "What is the name of the inn where Alleyne and John meet Sam?", "How much is 3 hides of land?", "Who does the socman threaten?", "Where does Alleyne leave when he turns twenty-one?", "Who is Alleyne the son of?", "What is John of Hordle banished for?", "Where do Alleyne and John make friends with Sam Aylward at?", "Who is Sam recruiting for?", "Which location does Alleyne decide to take a detour from to search for his brother? ", "When was the last time that Alleyne and his brother met?", "Who does the socman threaten?", "What are Maude and Alleyne going to find when the flee from the socman?", "Which character, along with Aylward, is presumed dead?", "What does Alleyne do in accordance with his father's will?", "Why does Sam Alyward return from England to France?", "When Alleyne takes a detour from Alyward and John, who does he go see?", "Who helps Maude escape after she has been threatened by the socman?", "Who is Mary to Sir Nigel?", "What does Maude's father hire Alleyne to do for her?", "When in route to Gascony, who do the heroes encounter and defeat?", "When do Maude and Alleyne admit their love for each other?", "What does the Prince do to Alleyne while he is in his sick bed?", "What does Alleyne do when he returns victorious and finds Maude at the nunnery?" ]

[ [ "Catholic", "Catholic" ], [ "Edric", "Edric" ], [ "John of Hordle", "John of Hordle" ], [ "worldly behavior", "For \"worldly behavior,\" namely teasing, flirting and having a great appetite." ], [ "archer", "Archer." ], [ "Sam", "Sam Alyward" ], [ "Pied Merlin Inn", "Pied Merlin Inn" ], [ "80-120 acres", "80-120 acres" ], [ "Maude", "Maude" ], [ "A Catholic abbey", "the abbey" ], [ "Edric", "Edric." ], [ "Worldly behavior", "He is banished for worldly behavior : great apetite, teasing and flirting" ], [ "The Pied Merlin Inn", "Pied Merlin inn" ], [ "The White Company of mercenaries ", "The White Company of mercenaries" ], [ "Christchurch", "Minstead" ], [ "When he was an infant", "When Alleyne was an infant" ], [ "Maude", "Maude" ], [ "A horse", "Her horse." ], [ "Sir Nigel", "Sir Nigel" ], [ "sets out and sees the world", "Alleyne goes out to see the world" ], [ "to recruit for the White Company", "To recruit mercenaries for the White Company." ], [ "his brother", "His older brother" ], [ "Alleyne", "Alleyne." ], [ "his wife", "his wife" ], [ "tutor her", "To tutor her." ], [ "Pirates", "Pirates." ], [ "When he's to depart for France.", "When others leave for France." ], [ "Knights him ", "Makes him a knight." ], [ "Takes her and marries her.", "He marries Maude" ] ]

[ [ "Behind him we see the apartment door opening. Katie, an\n attractive middle-aged woman, enters, taking her key out of\n the door, but stops, surprised to see Osbourne.", "KATIE\n You're home.\n\n Osbourne continues making himself a drink.", "KATIE\nYes? Yes? What're you gonna do?\n\n OSBOURNE\nI'll do some consulting.\n\n KATIE\nConsulting.", "The living room is empty.\n\n Osbourne advances cautiously. A quick sidelong look at the\n kitchen.\n\n Empty.", "Osbourne sets the packing box heavily down on a bureau in the\n upstairs bedroom. The box is a third loaded up with liquor", "A faint knock. The front door.\n\n Osbourne waits.\n\n The knock repeats.\n\n 113.", "Osbourne carefully sets down his drink. He steps quietly to\n the closet and pulls a small cedar chest off a high shelf.", "He puts his key in the lock and----it doesn't turn.\n\n OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... Fucking...", "Osbourne, robe flapping, shuffles hurriedly in his slippered\n feet toward the phone.", "A small yacht. Osbourne stands at the wheel, a light wind in\n his face, as the boat sails under motor power.\n\n After a beat he moves to the front of the boat.", "----and goes on past him, lumbering up the stairs.\n\nOsbourne gets to his feet.\n\n Pink Revision 8/14/07 116.", "Osbourne is splayed on an easy chair, wearing a bathrobe over\n pyjamas. He stares at the ceiling, motionless, arms out-\n flung, like Marat in his bathtub.", "He goes to the front door and bashes at the knob with the\n blunt end of the hatchet.\n\n OSBOURNE\n New... fucking... keys... How's this\n for access...", "OSBOURNE\n Honey, we have to talk.\n\n KATIE\n Not right now. They'll be here in,\n what, less than an hour.", "The car stops. Osbourne emerges, runs through the rain to\n the front stoop. Rain drums against cardboard.\n\n OSBOURNE\n What the fuck?", "Osbourne whacks him down. He keeps whacking at him.\n\n\n149 INT. CHUBB'S OFFICE - DAY 149", "Osbourne is buttoning a pajama top.\n\n OSBOURNE\n Uh-huh.\n\n KATIE\n Well----Thank you for letting me know!", "The hatch is thrown open and Osbourne emerges from below.\n There is a large built-in toolbox just by the hatch. He\n yanks it open and pulls out a hatchet.", "The old man remains silent, staring. Osbourne sits next to\n him and idly tucks in the plaid blanket resting over the\n man's knees.", "OSBOURNE\n The Pfarrers? Ugh. I----what did\n Kathleen say?\n\n KATIE\n What?" ], [ "KATIE\n I'm thinking of divorcing Ozzie.\n\n Harry doesn't react----a careful, studied non-reaction. After\n more sloshing:", "HARRY\n Yes! Absolutely! And you should be\n getting rid of that bozo. No\n question about that. I agree.\n\n KATIE\n So if I were divorced----", "KATIE\n Mr. Terikhian, I have given my husband\n second chances galore. There are\n limits to my charity.", "Reverse shows Katie Cox in a chair in the living room, frozen\n in a look up, a file of papers forgotten in one hand as she\n gazes over half-glasses at Harry. His chopping continues\n unabated.", "KATIE\n Is that how you see me, \"hammering\"\n him?\n\n HARRY\n Of course not, but----", "Katie, unused to backtalk from Harry, is stunned. She\nreturns in a manner as hard as his:\n\n KATIE\n Harry: stop the foolishness.", "Katie's fury mounts. She visibly fights it down.\n\n KATIE (CONT'D)\n ... All right. All right.", "After a long look and much chopping:\n\n KATIE\n You seem distracted.\n\n HARRY\n (still chopping)\n Do I?", "MAN\n Divorce action, numbnuts!\n\nHarry is blindsided. He stares. He slowly sits up,\ndigesting:", "HARRY\n But this is divorce.\n\n MAN\n (\"duh\")\n Well... yeah.\n\n 94.", "KATIE\n Why don't you let your wife tell them\n about her own books, Harry?\n\n HARRY\n I'm sorry----was I----", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... I was just explaining to your\n husband here, I have a condition----\n\nKatie tries to separate the two men by including Doug\nMagruder.", "KATIE\n Very distracted. The last two days.\n\n HARRY\n Nn. Work.\n\n The chopping continues.", "The child looks at her fearfully.\n\n The wall phone bleeps.\n\n Katie rolls to it on her castored chair.", "KATIE (CONT'D)\n ... \"shithole buddies.\"\n\nHarry glares at her, vibrating with rage. Her look at him is\nequally hard.", "Katie looks at Harry, reckoning. He returns her look with an\nopen one.", "Harry abruptly turns and stomps up the stairs.\n\nBrief tromping on the second floor. Katie sits in puzzled\nsuspense.\n\nFootfalls descend the staircase.", "KATIE\n Yes. This is my fear. He's trying----\n he says----he's trying to pull himself\n together, but...", "KATIE\n Ach. I'm late----\n\n The car squeals away, leaving Harry on the shoulder.", "KATIE\n Weren't those your words?\n\n HARRY\n Yes, but----\n\n KATIE\n I don't \"hammer.\"" ], [ "PALMER (CONT'D)\n ... Kolyma-2 tells us that they have\n computer files from an ex-analyst of\n mine, Osbourne Cox.", "Osbourne if you so elect, Mrs. Cox.\n Our missiles are pointed at his\n capital, so to speak, and we await", "OSBOURNE\n Secondly, the unauthorized\n dissemination of classified material\n is a federal crime. If you ever", "OSBOURNE\n The Russians?\n\n HAL\n Uh-huh. Russian Embassy, yeah.\n\nOsbourne stares.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... I, uh... I'm sorry. Dad,\n government service is not what it was", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n What the fuck?\n\n A MINUTE LATER", "OSBOURNE\n Now give me the fucking floppy or the\n CD or whatever the fuck you have it\n on, and I will----\n\n 57.", "OSBOURNE\n Why the FUCK would they go to the\n Russians?!\n\nThe man responds only with a shrug and a commiserating head-\nshake.", "OSBOURNE\n When you left the message?\n\n KATIE\n She said. She would give you. The\n message.", "4.\n\n\n OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... This is a crucifixion! This is\n political! Don't tell me it's not!", "ringing phone is on a cheap government-surplus desk. The\n answering machine, with Osbourne's voice, picks up:", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... Why the FUCK...\n\nOsbourne struggles to compose himself.", "OSBOURNE\n What documents? What are you talking\n about?\n\n CHAD\n ... Osbourne Cox?", "A long still beat. A clock ticks.\n\n Abruptly Osbourne raises one hand to speak into a\n microcassette recorder.", "We are tracking toward the desk in the corner, at which Katie\n sits. She cracks open a CD case and loads the CD into\n Osbourne's computer. A suspense drone builds as we track in.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... And why is Olson here?\n\nAnother uncomfortable beat.\n\n PALMER\n ... Look, Ozzie----", "Osbourne paces the cramped cabin belowdecks, a phone to his\n ear. He is unshaven, wearing a robe.\n\n Filtered rings, then a connection:", "Osbourne carefully sets down his drink. He steps quietly to\n the closet and pulls a small cedar chest off a high shelf.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... I'm sorry. Thank you, Hal.\n\n HAL\n Hey. No problemo.\n\nHe leans in, voice lowered.", "The man walks off; his friend hastily knocks back the rest of\nhis drink and rises to follow him.\n\nOsbourne stares stupidly at the envelope in his hand." ], [ "We are on a long lens point-of-view, from several cubicles\n over, of Linda slumped at her desk, head in her arms. We\n faintly hear her sobbing.", "We are on a long lens point-of-view, from several cubicles\n over, of Linda, now slumped at her desk, head in her arms.\n We faintly hear her sobbing.", "Looking at her, Ted sighs. He shakes his head sadly, rises\nand goes. Linda pushes the door of the cubicle shut with her\nfoot.", "Linda stands before a reception desk. Chad is just behind\n her, his shirt front spotted with blood and his head tipped\n back with one hand pressing a hankie to his nose. His bike\n helmet is clamped under his other arm.", "A door opens. Mr. Krapotkin emerges.\n\n Linda stands to go to the inner office but Krapotkin motions\n her back down.", "We hear two pairs of footsteps. They approach for several\n beats and then Linda and her escort enter frame and recede,\n footsteps echoing. The staffer's hand is on Linda's elbow.", "Chad looks, surprised. Linda is pulling up. Her passenger\n window rolls down.\n\n LINDA\n Where's the money?\n\n CHAD\n He hit me!", "We hear a door being buzzed open. At the top of the staircase\n an apartment door opens and Linda appears in a robe.", "Linda shrieks:\n\n LINDA\n Omygod----is that you?!\n\nTed nods gravely.", "It is night. Linda sleeps in a darkened bedroom under the\n frilly comforter. We hear a distant banging. Finally the\n banging stops and a moment later the telephone rings.", "HARRY\n Well, full transparency, the only way\n to----\n\n As Linda passes he grabs and embraces her. Linda reacts to\n his gun in the shoulder holster:", "Linda listens for a moment, then abruptly lifts the handset\n and slams it back down.\n\n\n45 INT. HARDBODIES - TED'S CUBICLE - DAY 45", "We are in her cubicle now, her weeping bumping up at the cut.\n\n A tap against the cubicle window brings her head up.\n\n Ted Treffon opens the door.", "33 INT. TED'S OFFICE/LINDA'S OFFICE - DAY - MINUTES LATER 33", "Linda sits next to Alan in the half-empty theatre, nervously\n watching the screen.\n\n 27.", "117 INT. TED'S OFFICE/LINDA'S OFFICE - DAY 117\n\n LINDA", "71 INT. LINDA'S CAR/EXT. STREET - DAY 71\n\n He is thrown back against the seat as Linda floors it.\n Recovering:", "TED\n Linda. You okay?\n\n LINDA\n I'm fine, Ted, I'm sorry.\n\n He sits at the chair alongside her desk.", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n Hello?... Where are you?... Okay.\n Just a second.\n\n\n52 INT. APARTMENT STAIRWELL - NIGHT 52", "Linda Litzke, in a Hardbodies polo shirt with \"Linda\"\n stitched on the breast, leans out of her semi-enclosed office\n on the gym floor." ], [ "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... I told myself I was gonna stop\n being paranoid, but... is that guy\n looking at us?\n\nLinda follows his look.", "LINDA\n You warn us? You warn us? You know\n what, Mr., Mr. Intelligence? We warn\n you! We'll call you back with our\n demands!\n\nShe slams down the phone.", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Hello?\n\n FILTERED VOICE\n It's Harry.", "LINDA\n A residence in Alexandria. On\n Hillsboro Drive.\n\nHarry has stopped chewing. He is staring at her.", "On a bench a short distance away a middle-aged man with\naviator glasses and hair plugs is staring at them.\n\n LINDA\n (hastily)\n No, no.", "A long silence.\n\nThen, quietly:\n\n HARRY\n Who are you?\n\nNow Linda stares, unsure of what to make of the question.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... and it's all small stuff.\n\nHarry reaches for Linda and she slides closer. He puts an\narm around her.", "It is night. Linda sleeps in a darkened bedroom under the\n frilly comforter. We hear a distant banging. Finally the\n banging stops and a moment later the telephone rings.", "HARRY\n Well, full transparency, the only way\n to----\n\n As Linda passes he grabs and embraces her. Linda reacts to\n his gun in the shoulder holster:", "A black helicopter hovers overhead, rotors thudding. A black-\n clad body leans partway out. The person seems to be looking\n down.\n\n Linda draws her head back in.", "Linda starts quietly weeping.\n\nThis focuses Harry's attention. He looks at her as if just\nnow noticing her.", "Looking at her, Ted sighs. He shakes his head sadly, rises\nand goes. Linda pushes the door of the cubicle shut with her\nfoot.", "LINDA\n Alan?\n\n MAN (ALAN)\n Are you, uh... Linda?", "Ted continues to stare at the computer screen in mounting\n alarm. He responds absently to Linda:\n\n TED\n Uh-huh... Hang on...", "LINDA\n I guess.\n\n Harry is taking off his coat.\n\n HARRY\n Listen, full disclosure here Linda...", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... It's, um. The residence of a guy\n named Osbourne Cox.\n\nHarry is beginning to look sick.", "Linda stands before a reception desk. Chad is just behind\n her, his shirt front spotted with blood and his head tipped\n back with one hand pressing a hankie to his nose. His bike\n helmet is clamped under his other arm.", "A man spitting sunflower seeds. Harry Pfarrer.\n\n The point-of-view arcs past him as Linda gives him the once-\n over.\n\n She doubles back.", "LINDA\n Just give me twenty-four hours to\n solve this thing!\n\n TED\n Linda. I have to tell you. A man was\n here earlier asking about you.", "Chad is looking at a crumpled piece of notepaper and punching\n numbers into a wall phone. In the background we see Linda\n watching him from the living room couch.\n\n A beat." ], [ "PALMER (CONT'D)\n ... Kolyma-2 tells us that they have\n computer files from an ex-analyst of\n mine, Osbourne Cox.", "OSBOURNE\n The Russians?\n\n HAL\n Uh-huh. Russian Embassy, yeah.\n\nOsbourne stares.", "OSBOURNE\n Why the FUCK would they go to the\n Russians?!\n\nThe man responds only with a shrug and a commiserating head-\nshake.", "OSBOURNE\n ... The Russians?\n\nAcross from him, a man of Osbourne's age.\n\n MAN (HAL)\n Uh-huh.", "HAL (CONT'D)\n ... Ozzie, I hate to be the paranoid\n old spook, but those two guys seem\n very interested in you.\n\nOsbourne looks.", "OSBOURNE\n ... You're sure?\n\n HAL\n Hey, the guy was not hard to follow.\n As you know.", "VOICE\n Harry, it's Osbourne Cox.\n\nHarry stares, trying to fit this in. Osbourne prompts, after\na silent beat:", "Osbourne if you so elect, Mrs. Cox.\n Our missiles are pointed at his\n capital, so to speak, and we await", "CHAD\n Put a note up? Highly classified shit\n found, Signals intelligence shit, CIA\n shit? Hello! Did you lose your\n secret CIA shit? I don't think so.", "OSBOURNE\n What documents? What are you talking\n about?\n\n CHAD\n ... Osbourne Cox?", "The man walks off; his friend hastily knocks back the rest of\nhis drink and rises to follow him.\n\nOsbourne stares stupidly at the envelope in his hand.", "OSBOURNE\n You're----what? Why?\n\n PALMER\n In fact we're moving you out of Sigint\n entirely.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... And why is Olson here?\n\nAnother uncomfortable beat.\n\n PALMER\n ... Look, Ozzie----", "GARDNER CHUBB\n Kolyma-2?\n\n PALMER\n Our man in the Russian Embassy.\n\n GARDNER CHUBB\n Mm.", "KATIE\n Your what?\n\n OSBOURNE\n Stole it or----I have no idea how they\n got it----\n\n KATIE\n Your what?", "The man looks at her impassively.\n\n CHAD\n Name, rank and serial number.\n\n The Russian's focus shifts to the man with the bloody nose:", "The thought, such as it was, peters out. Osbourne rises and\n wanders around the room, glassy-eyed.\n\n He suddenly raises the microcassette again.", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... It's, um. The residence of a guy\n named Osbourne Cox.\n\nHarry is beginning to look sick.", "HARRY\n You can't tell her anything she\n doesn't already know, fucker.\n\n OSBOURNE\n What?", "OSBOURNE\n Peck, yes, hiya. Olson, by\n reputation. Hi, Osbourne Cox.\n\n OLSON\n Yeah, hiyah." ], [ "LINDA\n Exactly. The important thing is to\n maintain a positive outlook. Always\n up. Always ebullient.", "LINDA\n Uh-huh.\n\n 111.", "Looking at her, Ted sighs. He shakes his head sadly, rises\nand goes. Linda pushes the door of the cubicle shut with her\nfoot.", "LINDA\n Oh, for----Get in!\n\n Chad does.\n\n CHAD\n That fucker!", "After a long still beat:\n\n LINDA\n Yes!\n\n Another still beat.\n\n LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... English!", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... I have a date----\n\nKrapotkin leaves.\n\nWhen the door closes behind him:", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... and it's all small stuff.\n\nHarry reaches for Linda and she slides closer. He puts an\narm around her.", "LINDA\n And right now this has happened.\n\n CHAD\n Yup. It sure has.", "It is night. Linda sleeps in a darkened bedroom under the\n frilly comforter. We hear a distant banging. Finally the\n banging stops and a moment later the telephone rings.", "LINDA\nI'm just trying to work this thing!\nIf I'm going to reinvent myself I need\nthose surgeries. And those surgeries\ncost money! This is not just fun and\ngames!", "We hear a door being buzzed open. At the top of the staircase\n an apartment door opens and Linda appears in a robe.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... Not to his face, of course. Not\n to his ass, either!\n\nLinda cackles again; Harry smiles.", "LINDA\n This is just a taste.\n\n The man's look swings back to the woman for another staring\n beat.\n\n At length:", "LINDA\n I guess.\n\n Harry is taking off his coat.\n\n HARRY\n Listen, full disclosure here Linda...", "Linda flings open the door to her car parked on the street\n bordering the mall. She gets in and turns the ignition.\n\n Pulling into traffic she checks her rear-view, and her look\n snags on:", "The continuing track around is also booming up to reveal the\nface of the patient, Linda Litzke.\n\n 20.", "LINDA\n Oh, it's never easy.\n\n HARRY\n Oh! Come on downstairs. Do you like\n surprises?", "LINDA\nIt's not just the surgeries, Ted!\nIt's not just the money! We can use\nit as leverage! To get Chad back!", "LINDA\n You know, I'm trying to reinvent\n myself, and these procedures, which\n are so incredibly not cheap, this", "Linda starts quietly weeping.\n\nThis focuses Harry's attention. He looks at her as if just\nnow noticing her." ], [ "85 INT. PFARRER LIVING ROOM - DAY 85 *", "Minutes later. We hold on a door for a quiet beat, then we\n hear the gurgle of water, and then the door opens. Harry\n Pfarrer emerges from the small bathroom, buckling his belt.", "GARDNER CHUBB\n The Russians.\n\n PALMER\n Yeah.\n\n GARDNER CHUBB\n Who's Pfarrer?", "In Harry Pfarrer's house. Harry stands before the mirror\n humming as he meticulously trims his eyebrow hair with a\n Hoffritz scissors.", "84 INT. PFARRER BATHROOM - DAY 84 *", "OSBOURNE\n The Pfarrers? Ugh. I----what did\n Kathleen say?\n\n KATIE\n What?", "Harry Pfarrer glances at the rear view mirror. Behind him we\n see the steel pipe from Home Depot laying across the top of\n the back seat of the station wagon.", "B129 INT. PFARRER BASEMENT - NIGHT (FORMERLY SCENE 127) B129 *", "Now Harry Pfarrer emerges from the passenger side wearing a\n brown pin-striped suit. Encumbered by something bulky he\n follows Katie up the walk.", "Harry again stares: maybe he has this figured wrong.\n\nAfter a silence:\n\n OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ...Is this... Harry Pfarrer?", "GARDNER CHUBB (CONT'D)\n ... Wait a minute. Where's the\n treasury guy? Pfarrer?\n\n PALMER\n Right now?", "Harry Pfarrer stands at the kitchen counter chopping carrots.\n He is intensely focused and chops very, very quickly,\n producing slices in high volume.", "58 INT. PFARRER CELLAR - DAWN 58 *\n\n SANDY PFARRER", "Harry Pfarrer pulls a length of metal tubing from a shelf.\n He sights down it, examines the gauge, hefts it.", "GARDNER CHUBB\n Right now.\n\n PALMER\n In a detention room at Washington\n Dulles. *", "Sandy Pfarrer is accompanied by a bright young PR woman.\n\n PR WOMAN\n That was way out of line. We were so\n unbelievably clear with them: just an\n Oliver segment.", "Sandy Pfarrer is sitting in an armchair on a morning show\n living room set surrounded by a dozen eight-year-olds sitting\n on the carpet. Hosts Del and Connie sit next to her in\n swivel chairs.", "People sit on benches eating lunches. Harry Pfarrer is on\n the bench where he and Linda met, once again spitting\n sunflower seeds.\n\n Linda walks up. They greet each other with a kiss.", "SANDY\n You can think of one thing.\n\n\n59 EXT. PFARRER HOUSE - DAWN 59 *", "Wider shows the cocktail party, meagerly attended but in full\nswing. Besides Osbourne and Katie there is Harry Pfarrer" ], [ "Gardner Chubb is weary.\n\n GARDNER CHUBB\n Okay. So the gym manager is dead.\n\n PALMER\n Yes sir.", "CHAD (CONT'D)\n Oh shit!\n\n The crash of impact----ramming Osbourne.", "Ted Treffon, the soulful manager of Hardbodies, stands with\n one hand on the back of his chair----which Chad occupies----and", "Chad is slumped back with his head tilted back. Linda looks\n at her watch.\n\n The door opens. A man in a suit:", "A large drop of blood has gathered at the tip of Chad's nose.\nIt now drops onto his shirt.\n\nSilence.\n\nFinally:", "CHAD\nCripes.\n\n LINDA\nLoser!\n\n CHAD\nDid you have to send a picture?", "Chad looks, surprised. Linda is pulling up. Her passenger\n window rolls down.\n\n LINDA\n Where's the money?\n\n CHAD\n He hit me!", "Reverse shows Chad, in his suit, watching from a parked car\n across the street.", "Chad stares at him, stunned.\n\n His nose starts bleeding.\n\n CHAD (CONT'D)\n ... You fuck!", "CHAD\n About the security. Of your shit.\n\nA beat.\n\n OSBOURNE\n What on earth are you talking about?\n Who am I speaking to?", "Harry jerks up the gun which he's pulled from the shoulder\nholster in his other hand and----BAM----shoots Chad in the face.", "CHAD\n Yes I am. You have the money?\n\n OSBOURNE\n The fifty-thousand dollars.", "Chad is looking at a crumpled piece of notepaper and punching\n numbers into a wall phone. In the background we see Linda\n watching him from the living room couch.\n\n A beat.", "CHAD\nIt's not important where I----\n\n OSBOURNE\nYou're in way over your fucking head!\nWho the fuck are you? You have no\nidea what you're doing!", "CHAD\n I don't think so.\n\n LINDA\n Look, I have a date.\n\n NEW EMBASSY MAN\n Hm?", "CHAD\n No... fuck...", "CHAD\nThat guy----wait----that guy wasn't bad.\n\n LINDA\nHim?\n\n CHAD\nNo, before.", "CHAD\n I'm a Good Samaritan. I'm sorry I'm\n calling at such an hour, but I thought\n you might be worried.\n\n OSBOURNE\n Worried?", "CHAD\n As soon as you give me the money,\n dickwad! I'm not----Huhgf!\n\n Osbourne has punched him in the nose.", "CHAD\n I also have his telephone number.\n That was a little harder.\n\n LINDA\n Omygod!" ], [ "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... Dad, I left my job at the\n Agency...\n\n The old man stares out into the wind.", "OSBOURNE\n You're----what? Why?\n\n PALMER\n In fact we're moving you out of Sigint\n entirely.", "The man walks off; his friend hastily knocks back the rest of\nhis drink and rises to follow him.\n\nOsbourne stares stupidly at the envelope in his hand.", "Osbourne carefully sets down his drink. He steps quietly to\n the closet and pulls a small cedar chest off a high shelf.", "The thought, such as it was, peters out. Osbourne rises and\n wanders around the room, glassy-eyed.\n\n He suddenly raises the microcassette again.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... And why is Olson here?\n\nAnother uncomfortable beat.\n\n PALMER\n ... Look, Ozzie----", "KATIE\nDid you get a pension, or severance or\nsomething, or----\n\n OSBOURNE\nI didn't retire you know, I, I quit.\nI don't want their benefits.", "A small yacht. Osbourne stands at the wheel, a light wind in\n his face, as the boat sails under motor power.\n\n After a beat he moves to the front of the boat.", "He storms out the door.\n\n OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... I have a drinking problem!", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... It's, um. The residence of a guy\n named Osbourne Cox.\n\nHarry is beginning to look sick.", "OSBOURNE\n (quietly)\n This is an assault.\n\n PECK\n Come on, Ozzie.", "PALMER (CONT'D)\n ... Kolyma-2 tells us that they have\n computer files from an ex-analyst of\n mine, Osbourne Cox.", "Osbourne whacks him down. He keeps whacking at him.\n\n\n149 INT. CHUBB'S OFFICE - DAY 149", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... I, uh... I'm sorry. Dad,\n government service is not what it was", "OSBOURNE\n I have a drinking problem.\n\n PALMER\n This doesn't have to be unpleasant.\n We found you something in State. It's\n a, uh...", "PALMER\n Okay, Olson----\n\n OSBOURNE\n Let's be fucking honest...\n\nOsbourne gets to his feet, agitated.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... I'm sorry. Thank you, Hal.\n\n HAL\n Hey. No problemo.\n\nHe leans in, voice lowered.", "OSBOURNE\n (sharply)\n Can I help you?\n\nThe man meets his look again. He smiles, rises, ambles over.", "The hatch is thrown open and Osbourne emerges from below.\n There is a large built-in toolbox just by the hatch. He\n yanks it open and pulls out a hatchet.", "The old man remains silent, staring. Osbourne sits next to\n him and idly tucks in the plaid blanket resting over the\n man's knees." ], [ "TED\n Manolo found it.\n\n CHAD\n Manolo found this, like, CD just lying\n in a locker. Locker floor. Ladies'\n locker room.", "We are tracking toward the desk in the corner, at which Katie\n sits. She cracks open a CD case and loads the CD into\n Osbourne's computer. A suspense drone builds as we track in.", "The secretary rummages through a gym bag that has the\n Hardbodies logo. There are gym clothes among the odds and\n ends. She picks up her handset.", "Gardner Chubb is weary.\n\n GARDNER CHUBB\n Okay. So the gym manager is dead.\n\n PALMER\n Yes sir.", "MANOLO\n I found it on the floor there.\n\n CHAD\n Yeah, I know, but­", "Harry walks into the living room. He takes some as-yet-\n unfolded packing boxes and strews them with studied\n randomness across the floor. As he does so we hear a cell\n phone chirp.", "CHAD\n That's all Manolo found! That was\n everything! What're we, gonna tell\n Manolo to scoop some more secret shit\n off the locker room floor!", "Chad reaches gingerly for the closet door to close it but\nstops abruptly as we hear the shower turned off and the\ncurtain whipped back. Harry emerges from the shower. He", "The door closes.\n\n Chad relaxes, straightens up. A beat. He looks idly around.\n He notices:", "She sits into a chair near the window in the dark room and\n opens Alan's wallet. A Discover card, driver's license, a\n condom. A photograph of Alan holding a large bluefish.", "One drawer holds scarves and accessories and a large case.\n He opens the case and starts dumping jewelry from it into the\n cardboard box.\n\n Suddenly:", "Minutes later. We hold on a door for a quiet beat, then we\n hear the gurgle of water, and then the door opens. Harry\n Pfarrer emerges from the small bathroom, buckling his belt.", "of the gym, squinting into the approaching car, his arms out\n to either side, palms up: what the hell is going on?", "He plunges through the door and runs for the gun and scoops\n it, dropping the knife.\n\n He stands and spins, panting.", "Through the crack we see only the white of his shirt.\nAbruptly Harry turns his back to us and recedes into the room\nand bends to pick something off the floor.", "Linda Litzke, in a Hardbodies polo shirt with \"Linda\"\n stitched on the breast, leans out of her semi-enclosed office\n on the gym floor.", "Looking at her, Ted sighs. He shakes his head sadly, rises\nand goes. Linda pushes the door of the cubicle shut with her\nfoot.", "Osbourne descends further. He stops on the bottom step and\n stares at Ted Treffon, the soulful manager of Hardbodies.\n Ted stares at him.", "Reverse shows Ted Treffon, middle-aged, balding, the soulful\n manager of Hardbodies. He looks at Linda, puzzled and a", "When he has taken several steps the ignition is turned in the\n car. A shape briefly visible in the driver's seat is lost\n when the headlights flash on. The car pulls out from the\n curb into a U-turn and drives away." ], [ "LINDA\n What is it?\n\n CHAD\n This is, like, I can't believe this\n shit I'm seeing.", "Chad is looking at a crumpled piece of notepaper and punching\n numbers into a wall phone. In the background we see Linda\n watching him from the living room couch.\n\n A beat.", "LINDA\n And right now this has happened.\n\n CHAD\n Yup. It sure has.", "Linda and Chad sit in, Chad with a moistened hand-towel now\n pressed to his nose.", "CHAD\n Yuh-huh.\n\n LINDA\n Or this happens.\n\n CHAD\n Right.", "LINDA\n Uh-huh.\n\nChad opens the refrigerator and starts rummaging.", "Chad looks, surprised. Linda is pulling up. Her passenger\n window rolls down.\n\n LINDA\n Where's the money?\n\n CHAD\n He hit me!", "Chad is slumped back with his head tilted back. Linda looks\n at her watch.\n\n The door opens. A man in a suit:", "LINDA\n Oh, for----Get in!\n\n Chad does.\n\n CHAD\n That fucker!", "CHAD\n I also have his telephone number.\n That was a little harder.\n\n LINDA\n Omygod!", "LINDA\n Oh my god!\n\n CHAD\n What?\n\n LINDA\n Oh my God, what a loser!", "LINDA\n I don't know yet, just looking... How\n do you open this?\n\n CHAD\n Click on, uh... yeah...", "Chad is working with a medicine ball and a heavy young woman.\n\n CHAD\n Hi Linda. Did you call that guy?", "LINDA\n Hey!\n\n Yellow Revision 8/24/07 72.\n\n\n CHAD\nWhat.", "She clicks.\n\n LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Loser!\n\n She clicks. Chad is laughing. Linda scowls.", "LINDA\nSo we can find out where he lives,\nright?\n\n CHAD\nUm. I guess.\n\n LINDA\nYou should change. Into your suit.", "We are tracking toward the desk in the corner, at which Katie\n sits. She cracks open a CD case and loads the CD into\n Osbourne's computer. A suspense drone builds as we track in.", "CHAD\n Well you're pretty tight. You have to\n feel it or----\n\n LINDA\n (on the public address)\n Chad Feldheimer. Office.", "CHAD\n Are you kidding?\n\n LINDA\n How did you find out who he is?\n\n CHAD\n Sources.", "Linda stands before a reception desk. Chad is just behind\n her, his shirt front spotted with blood and his head tipped\n back with one hand pressing a hankie to his nose. His bike\n helmet is clamped under his other arm." ], [ "We are tracking toward the desk in the corner, at which Katie\n sits. She cracks open a CD case and loads the CD into\n Osbourne's computer. A suspense drone builds as we track in.", "After a beat of looking at the proffered diskette, Krapotkin\n leans forward to take it. Linda smiles. Krapotkin turns the\n diskette over a couple of times, looks sadly up.", "One drawer holds scarves and accessories and a large case.\n He opens the case and starts dumping jewelry from it into the\n cardboard box.\n\n Suddenly:", "The thought, such as it was, peters out. Osbourne rises and\n wanders around the room, glassy-eyed.\n\n He suddenly raises the microcassette again.", "TED\n Manolo found it.\n\n CHAD\n Manolo found this, like, CD just lying\n in a locker. Locker floor. Ladies'\n locker room.", "The door closes.\n\n Chad relaxes, straightens up. A beat. He looks idly around.\n He notices:", "Harry walks into the living room. He takes some as-yet-\n unfolded packing boxes and strews them with studied\n randomness across the floor. As he does so we hear a cell\n phone chirp.", "She rummages in her handbag and pulls out the diskette. She\n holds it aloft, waggling it for Krapotkin.\n\n Krapotkin stares.", "Osbourne carefully sets down his drink. He steps quietly to\n the closet and pulls a small cedar chest off a high shelf.", "Harry loosens the vise and takes out the piece of hardware.\n He drops it, a small bearing-mounted clip, onto a length of", "He fishes a CD out of his suit pocket, feeds it into the\n computer.\n\n\n103 EXT. RESIDENTIAL STREET - DAY 103", "Harry runs back to his own car, starts it, throws it into\n reverse and backs straight down the drive toward the\n frantically shuttling car.\n\n He t-bones it.", "She sits into a chair near the window in the dark room and\n opens Alan's wallet. A Discover card, driver's license, a\n condom. A photograph of Alan holding a large bluefish.", "When he has taken several steps the ignition is turned in the\n car. A shape briefly visible in the driver's seat is lost\n when the headlights flash on. The car pulls out from the\n curb into a U-turn and drives away.", "The car stops. Osbourne emerges, runs through the rain to\n the front stoop. Rain drums against cardboard.\n\n OSBOURNE\n What the fuck?", "Harry reappears at the foot of the stairs with his wedge-\n cushion tucked under an arm. He flings the front door open,\n goes out, slams it shut.", "He carefully picks a brooch out of the jewelry case and\n flings it across the room.\n\n He resumes dumping jewelry into his box.\n\n He suddenly stops:", "The gun bucks. Unused to the recoil and still screaming,\nHarry staggers back and trips over the edge of the bed and\ndrops the weapon.", "The man in the other car abandons his attempt to pull out and\n scrambles frantically toward the passenger side.\n\n Harry again smashes into the car.", "The door to the townhouse is opening. Katie emerges, in a\n change of clothes. Harry follows in sweats.\n\n They get into her car. It pulls out." ], [ "Harry turns and runs. Linda gapes.\n\n LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Harry!", "Linda starts quietly weeping.\n\nThis focuses Harry's attention. He looks at her as if just\nnow noticing her.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... I told myself I was gonna stop\n being paranoid, but... is that guy\n looking at us?\n\nLinda follows his look.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... and it's all small stuff.\n\nHarry reaches for Linda and she slides closer. He puts an\narm around her.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n This is where we first met. Remember?\n\n LINDA\n Of course I do.", "Harry stares. Linda doesn't know what to make of his fixed\nstare.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... Not to his face, of course. Not\n to his ass, either!\n\nLinda cackles again; Harry smiles.", "Harry stares at her.\n\n A long beat.\n\n He leaps to his feet and looks around in a panic.", "HARRY\n Well, full transparency, the only way\n to----\n\n As Linda passes he grabs and embraces her. Linda reacts to\n his gun in the shoulder holster:", "A long silence.\n\nThen, quietly:\n\n HARRY\n Who are you?\n\nNow Linda stares, unsure of what to make of the question.", "A slightly overweight woman stops tentatively in front of\nthe man in the aviator glasses and they start to talk.\n\nLinda turns to Harry.", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Hello?\n\n FILTERED VOICE\n It's Harry.", "People sit on benches eating lunches. Harry Pfarrer is on\n the bench where he and Linda met, once again spitting\n sunflower seeds.\n\n Linda walks up. They greet each other with a kiss.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... Well, yeah... right...\n\n LINDA\n You're depressed, Harry.", "LINDA\n A residence in Alexandria. On\n Hillsboro Drive.\n\nHarry has stopped chewing. He is staring at her.", "LINDA\n Harry!\n\n 109.", "132 INT. LINDA'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 132\n\n Minutes later. Harry is gazing off, slack-jawed, haunted.", "76.\n\n\n HARRY\n\n Emerging from the park onto another street. He looks around\n and, satisfied that he has lost the tail, jogs on.", "LINDA\n I guess.\n\n Harry is taking off his coat.\n\n HARRY\n Listen, full disclosure here Linda...", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... It's, um. The residence of a guy\n named Osbourne Cox.\n\nHarry is beginning to look sick." ], [ "LINDA\n You warn us? You warn us? You know\n what, Mr., Mr. Intelligence? We warn\n you! We'll call you back with our\n demands!\n\nShe slams down the phone.", "LINDA\n I guess.\n\n Harry is taking off his coat.\n\n HARRY\n Listen, full disclosure here Linda...", "LINDA\n There's a lot more. But we need to be\n paid.\n\n NEW EMBASSY MAN\n You are not ideological.\n\n A beat.", "Beat.\n\n LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Agent!\n\n Beat.\n\n LINDA DRIVING\n ... Agent! Agent!", "LINDA\n ... The organs of state security?\n\n KRAPOTKIN\n Yes.", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Have you found out anything about\n Chad?", "LINDA\n But if I had, oh, say, secrets of a\n highly, um, secrets that would\n interest the organs of state\n security...", "LINDA\n Uh-huh.\n\n 111.", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Hello?\n\n FILTERED VOICE\n It's Harry.", "LINDA\n Russian Embassy.\n\n\nA73 INT. LINDA'S CAR/EXT. RUSSIAN EMBASSY - DAY A73", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Hello. Is this a secure line, Mr.\n Krapkin? *\n\nBeat.", "LINDA\n English!... Agent!... Agent!...\n\n After a short beat she hits a button on the phone console and\n cradles the handset. From the speaker we hear:", "LINDA\n No! I----I'm terribly worried about my\n associate. My----my----you know... Chad.\n\n KRAPOTKIN\n Yes? Why is that?", "CHAD\n Laundry marks? *\n\n LINDA\n Deniability.\n\n CHAD\n Okay.", "LINDA\n Exactly. The important thing is to\n maintain a positive outlook. Always\n up. Always ebullient.", "40 INT. LINDA'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 40", "CHAD\n Oh, like you're so plugged in to the\n intelligence community.\n\n LINDA\n I'm just saying, to the layman----", "It is night. Linda sleeps in a darkened bedroom under the\n frilly comforter. We hear a distant banging. Finally the\n banging stops and a moment later the telephone rings.", "Looking at her, Ted sighs. He shakes his head sadly, rises\nand goes. Linda pushes the door of the cubicle shut with her\nfoot.", "Linda cackles.\n\n 52.\n\n\n LINDA\n Thanks for telling me. I really do\n appreciate it, Harry." ], [ "Harry stares at her.\n\n A long beat.\n\n He leaps to his feet and looks around in a panic.", "Harry runs after him, calling:\n\n HARRY\n Who do you work for?! Who do you work\n for?!\n\n Pounding footsteps.", "The man in the other car abandons his attempt to pull out and\n scrambles frantically toward the passenger side.\n\n Harry again smashes into the car.", "Harry turns and runs. Linda gapes.\n\n LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Harry!", "Harry reappears at the foot of the stairs with his wedge-\n cushion tucked under an arm. He flings the front door open,\n goes out, slams it shut.", "Harry looks up, surprised.\n\n HARRY\n Was it?\n\nHe catches himself. His gaze wanders back to the haunted,\nempty spot.", "Harry, mildly puzzled, slows and stops. He turns again.\n\n Point-of-view up the bridge: empty.\n\n Harry starts jogging again.", "Harry takes cautious steps toward the door.\n\n He pauses at the cracked door. Suddenly:\n\n HARRY\n Hungh!", "Chad shrinks back into the closet as Harry approaches. Harry\nstops, just outside the cracked door.", "Harry tops the stairs. He pauses, looking at:\n\n The bedroom door, ajar.\n\n Inside, his gun lies on the floor.", "Harry rises and walks stiffly, zombie-like, up the street.\nThe man watches him go.\n\nAfter a few paces Harry stops and sits on the curb. He\nstarts weeping.", "76.\n\n\n HARRY\n\n Emerging from the park onto another street. He looks around\n and, satisfied that he has lost the tail, jogs on.", "Harry runs back to his own car, starts it, throws it into\n reverse and backs straight down the drive toward the\n frantically shuttling car.\n\n He t-bones it.", "Harry abruptly turns and stomps up the stairs.\n\nBrief tromping on the second floor. Katie sits in puzzled\nsuspense.\n\nFootfalls descend the staircase.", "Harry hesitates, then starts walking up the street towards\n the parked car.", "Harry has an arm around Katie, in bed. Both stare at a point\n in space.\n\n After a beat that is silent except for the faint sloshing of\n water against hull:", "They enter.\n\n HARRY\n Goddamnit. He knows, doesn't he.\n\n He looks down at the floor. He stamps.", "Beyond, the open bedroom door shows a slice of hallway and\nstairs. Harry arrives at the top of the stairs. He nudges", "HARRY\n Fucker! Fucker!\n\n He again throws the car into reverse.", "Through the crack we see only the white of his shirt.\nAbruptly Harry turns his back to us and recedes into the room\nand bends to pick something off the floor." ], [ "Osbourne, robe flapping, shuffles hurriedly in his slippered\n feet toward the phone.", "The man walks off; his friend hastily knocks back the rest of\nhis drink and rises to follow him.\n\nOsbourne stares stupidly at the envelope in his hand.", "Osbourne whacks him down. He keeps whacking at him.\n\n\n149 INT. CHUBB'S OFFICE - DAY 149", "Osbourne is splayed on an easy chair, wearing a bathrobe over\n pyjamas. He stares at the ceiling, motionless, arms out-\n flung, like Marat in his bathtub.", "The old man remains silent, staring. Osbourne sits next to\n him and idly tucks in the plaid blanket resting over the\n man's knees.", "A small yacht. Osbourne stands at the wheel, a light wind in\n his face, as the boat sails under motor power.\n\n After a beat he moves to the front of the boat.", "The thought, such as it was, peters out. Osbourne rises and\n wanders around the room, glassy-eyed.\n\n He suddenly raises the microcassette again.", "OSBOURNE\n (sharply)\n Can I help you?\n\nThe man meets his look again. He smiles, rises, ambles over.", "Ted staggers out of the house, a hand pressed to his chest.\n He has reached the front lawn when Osbourne emerges, robe\n flapping, pursuing with the hatchet.", "Osbourne descends further. He stops on the bottom step and\n stares at Ted Treffon, the soulful manager of Hardbodies.\n Ted stares at him.", "Osbourne takes the last step down. He advances slowly, gun\n trained on Ted.\n\n Osbourne's look, holding on Ted, changes.", "Osbourne carefully sets down his drink. He steps quietly to\n the closet and pulls a small cedar chest off a high shelf.", "An old man sits on a bench on the prow facing out into the\n wind. He has snowy hair and a stern Yankee face. He wears a\n tweed cap. He doesn't much react to Osbourne's approach.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n What the fuck?\n\n A MINUTE LATER", "The sailboat docked at the end of a marina. Osbourne is\n pushing the old man in a wheel chair down the pier away from\n the boat.", "----and goes on past him, lumbering up the stairs.\n\nOsbourne gets to his feet.\n\n Pink Revision 8/14/07 116.", "Osbourne sets the packing box heavily down on a bureau in the\n upstairs bedroom. The box is a third loaded up with liquor", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... I'm sorry. Thank you, Hal.\n\n HAL\n Hey. No problemo.\n\nHe leans in, voice lowered.", "134 INT. OSBOURNE'S BOAT - DAY 134\n\n Osbourne, in dressing gown and pyjamas, is barking into the\n phone:", "A long silence between the two men.\n\n Then, quietly:\n\n OSBOURNE\n And you are... my wife's lover." ], [ "We are tracking toward the desk in the corner, at which Katie\n sits. She cracks open a CD case and loads the CD into\n Osbourne's computer. A suspense drone builds as we track in.", "When he has taken several steps the ignition is turned in the\n car. A shape briefly visible in the driver's seat is lost\n when the headlights flash on. The car pulls out from the\n curb into a U-turn and drives away.", "After a beat of looking at the proffered diskette, Krapotkin\n leans forward to take it. Linda smiles. Krapotkin turns the\n diskette over a couple of times, looks sadly up.", "He fishes a CD out of his suit pocket, feeds it into the\n computer.\n\n\n103 EXT. RESIDENTIAL STREET - DAY 103", "She rummages in her handbag and pulls out the diskette. She\n holds it aloft, waggling it for Krapotkin.\n\n Krapotkin stares.", "The thought, such as it was, peters out. Osbourne rises and\n wanders around the room, glassy-eyed.\n\n He suddenly raises the microcassette again.", "Linda sets the diskette on the table and slides it across.\n\n LINDA\n ... This is just a taste.", "TED\n Manolo found it.\n\n CHAD\n Manolo found this, like, CD just lying\n in a locker. Locker floor. Ladies'\n locker room.", "Harry walks into the living room. He takes some as-yet-\n unfolded packing boxes and strews them with studied\n randomness across the floor. As he does so we hear a cell\n phone chirp.", "Minutes later. We hold on a door for a quiet beat, then we\n hear the gurgle of water, and then the door opens. Harry\n Pfarrer emerges from the small bathroom, buckling his belt.", "She sits into a chair near the window in the dark room and\n opens Alan's wallet. A Discover card, driver's license, a\n condom. A photograph of Alan holding a large bluefish.", "One drawer holds scarves and accessories and a large case.\n He opens the case and starts dumping jewelry from it into the\n cardboard box.\n\n Suddenly:", "We hear the call ring through.\n\n The click of the connection being made, and Chad silently\n gestures, with an upward sweep of his hand, for Linda to pick\n up her extension.", "It is night. Linda sleeps in a darkened bedroom under the\n frilly comforter. We hear a distant banging. Finally the\n banging stops and a moment later the telephone rings.", "Chad reaches gingerly for the closet door to close it but\nstops abruptly as we hear the shower turned off and the\ncurtain whipped back. Harry emerges from the shower. He", "Ticking clock. Osbourne paces with the microcassette\n recorder. He raises it with a thought, draws a breath, and\n then stops, and looks off.", "The door closes.\n\n Chad relaxes, straightens up. A beat. He looks idly around.\n He notices:", "Harry runs back to his own car, starts it, throws it into\n reverse and backs straight down the drive toward the\n frantically shuttling car.\n\n He t-bones it.", "A long still beat. A clock ticks.\n\n Abruptly Osbourne raises one hand to speak into a\n microcassette recorder.", "Osbourne carefully sets down his drink. He steps quietly to\n the closet and pulls a small cedar chest off a high shelf." ], [ "Harry runs after him, calling:\n\n HARRY\n Who do you work for?! Who do you work\n for?!\n\n Pounding footsteps.", "Harry, mildly puzzled, slows and stops. He turns again.\n\n Point-of-view up the bridge: empty.\n\n Harry starts jogging again.", "Harry stares at her.\n\n A long beat.\n\n He leaps to his feet and looks around in a panic.", "Harry looks up, surprised.\n\n HARRY\n Was it?\n\nHe catches himself. His gaze wanders back to the haunted,\nempty spot.", "The man in the other car abandons his attempt to pull out and\n scrambles frantically toward the passenger side.\n\n Harry again smashes into the car.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... I told myself I was gonna stop\n being paranoid, but... is that guy\n looking at us?\n\nLinda follows his look.", "76.\n\n\n HARRY\n\n Emerging from the park onto another street. He looks around\n and, satisfied that he has lost the tail, jogs on.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... Omygod who are you. You fucker.\n Omygod.\n\nHe gingerly crouches down.", "Harry is looking around the kitchen, taking in the fixtures.\n Absently:\n\n HARRY\n About us, he knows about us. Little\n prick.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... WHO ARE YOU?\n\nLinda's eyes widen. She is a little frightened.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... I killed a fucking spook. You\n fucker...\n\n He gazes down at the body.", "MAN\n No! A rock band! Yes, it's a law\n firm!\n\n HARRY\n Well... why are you following me?", "People nearby turn to look. It is a scene.\n\n HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... WHO DO YOU WORK FOR?", "Harry runs back to his own car, starts it, throws it into\n reverse and backs straight down the drive toward the\n frantically shuttling car.\n\n He t-bones it.", "Harry turns and runs. Linda gapes.\n\n LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Harry!", "Chad leans in ever so slightly to see, but draws back again\nas Harry approaches.\n\nChad looks over to his right: on a hanger, the brown\npinstripe coat that matches Harry's pants.", "Now Harry Pfarrer emerges from the passenger side wearing a\n brown pin-striped suit. Encumbered by something bulky he\n follows Katie up the walk.", "93.\n\n\nHarry stares at the man underneath him. The gasping man\nexplains:\n\n MAN (CONT'D)\n ... I work for them!", "Harry takes cautious steps toward the door.\n\n He pauses at the cracked door. Suddenly:\n\n HARRY\n Hungh!", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... Not to his face, of course. Not\n to his ass, either!\n\nLinda cackles again; Harry smiles." ], [ "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... It's, um. The residence of a guy\n named Osbourne Cox.\n\nHarry is beginning to look sick.", "OSBOURNE\n Peck, yes, hiya. Olson, by\n reputation. Hi, Osbourne Cox.\n\n OLSON\n Yeah, hiyah.", "OSBOURNE\n Hi, it's Osbourne Cox, how are you.\n Hi.\n\n SANDY\n ... Hi.", "PALMER\n Ozzie. Sit down.\n\n Osbourne Cox, entering, is a middle-aged man in a striped\n shirt and bow tie.", "Osbourne if you so elect, Mrs. Cox.\n Our missiles are pointed at his\n capital, so to speak, and we await", "OSBOURNE\n What documents? What are you talking\n about?\n\n CHAD\n ... Osbourne Cox?", "Wider shows Osbourne Cox, sitting in a car parked on a\n downtown street, consulting his watch.\n\n He looks up, irritated, and glances around. His look is\n arrested by:", "VOICE\n Harry, it's Osbourne Cox.\n\nHarry stares, trying to fit this in. Osbourne prompts, after\na silent beat:", "OSBOURNE\n Osbourne Cox.\n\n PROCESS SERVER\n Thought so.", "PALMER (CONT'D)\n ... Kolyma-2 tells us that they have\n computer files from an ex-analyst of\n mine, Osbourne Cox.", "OSBOURNE\n Hello?\n\n CHAD\n Osbourne? Osbourne Cox?\n\n OSBOURNE\n Yes----uh----Who is this?", "CHAD\n Are you... uh... Osbourne Cox?\n\n 41.", "OSBOURNE\n (explosive)\n Yes! Yes, I'm Osbourne Cox! Who the\n fuck­\n\n CHAD\n Settle down, Osbourne.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... And why is Olson here?\n\nAnother uncomfortable beat.\n\n PALMER\n ... Look, Ozzie----", "Osbourne whacks him down. He keeps whacking at him.\n\n\n149 INT. CHUBB'S OFFICE - DAY 149", "OSBOURNE\n Harry, could I get your wife's number?\n This is Osbourne Cox, could I trouble\n you for your wife's----", "Osbourne carefully sets down his drink. He steps quietly to\n the closet and pulls a small cedar chest off a high shelf.", "CHAD\n Osbourne Cox?\n\n OSBOURNE\n And you, I take it, are \"Mr. Black\"?", "LINDA\n What is it?\n\n CHAD\n Osbourne. Cox.\n\n LINDA\n Never heard of him.", "Osbourne, robe flapping, shuffles hurriedly in his slippered\n feet toward the phone." ], [ "Behind him we see the apartment door opening. Katie, an\n attractive middle-aged woman, enters, taking her key out of\n the door, but stops, surprised to see Osbourne.", "KATIE\nYes? Yes? What're you gonna do?\n\n OSBOURNE\nI'll do some consulting.\n\n KATIE\nConsulting.", "KATIE\n You're home.\n\n Osbourne continues making himself a drink.", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... It's, um. The residence of a guy\n named Osbourne Cox.\n\nHarry is beginning to look sick.", "OSBOURNE\n Harry, could I get your wife's number?\n This is Osbourne Cox, could I trouble\n you for your wife's----", "OSBOURNE\n Hi, it's Osbourne Cox, how are you.\n Hi.\n\n SANDY\n ... Hi.", "OSBOURNE\n What documents? What are you talking\n about?\n\n CHAD\n ... Osbourne Cox?", "Osbourne if you so elect, Mrs. Cox.\n Our missiles are pointed at his\n capital, so to speak, and we await", "OSBOURNE\n Peck, yes, hiya. Olson, by\n reputation. Hi, Osbourne Cox.\n\n OLSON\n Yeah, hiyah.", "KATIE\n Your what?\n\n OSBOURNE\n Stole it or----I have no idea how they\n got it----\n\n KATIE\n Your what?", "KATIE\n Who is that?\n\n OSBOURNE\n What documents are you talking about?\n\n Yellow Revision 8/24/07 42.", "PALMER\n Ozzie. Sit down.\n\n Osbourne Cox, entering, is a middle-aged man in a striped\n shirt and bow tie.", "OSBOURNE\n Honey, we have to talk.\n\n KATIE\n Not right now. They'll be here in,\n what, less than an hour.", "We are tracking toward the desk in the corner, at which Katie\n sits. She cracks open a CD case and loads the CD into\n Osbourne's computer. A suspense drone builds as we track in.", "KATIE\nDid you get a pension, or severance or\nsomething, or----\n\n OSBOURNE\nI didn't retire you know, I, I quit.\nI don't want their benefits.", "KATIE\n I'm thinking of divorcing Ozzie.\n\n Harry doesn't react----a careful, studied non-reaction. After\n more sloshing:", "Osbourne is buttoning a pajama top.\n\n OSBOURNE\n Uh-huh.\n\n KATIE\n Well----Thank you for letting me know!", "OSBOURNE\n Hang on to your hat, honey. I have\n some news. I----\n\n KATIE\n Did you pick up the cheeses?", "OSBOURNE\n I've been thinking about it. A book,\n a sort of, sort of memoir.\n\n Katie stares at him in the mirror.", "Wider shows Osbourne Cox, sitting in a car parked on a\n downtown street, consulting his watch.\n\n He looks up, irritated, and glances around. His look is\n arrested by:" ], [ "Linda Litzke, in a Hardbodies polo shirt with \"Linda\"\n stitched on the breast, leans out of her semi-enclosed office\n on the gym floor.", "Ted Treffon, the soulful manager of Hardbodies, stands with\n one hand on the back of his chair----which Chad occupies----and", "Reverse shows Ted Treffon, middle-aged, balding, the soulful\n manager of Hardbodies. He looks at Linda, puzzled and a", "Point-of-view from a car pulling into Hardbodies. Ted\n Treffon, the soulful manager, stands on the sidewalk in front", "Reverse shows Ted Treffon, the soulful manager of Hardbodies,\n looking at her, unsettled.\n\n CLOSE ON LINDA", "Osbourne descends further. He stops on the bottom step and\n stares at Ted Treffon, the soulful manager of Hardbodies.\n Ted stares at him.", "The secretary rummages through a gym bag that has the\n Hardbodies logo. There are gym clothes among the odds and\n ends. She picks up her handset.", "Linda Litzke and Ted Treffon, the soulful manager of\n Hardbodies, are at a table in the yuppie bar Monkey Dave's.\n To a waitress:", "TED\n Look, you figure it out, I am not\n comfortable with this. I want this *\n out of Hardbodies...\n\nAs he backs out of the office:", "LINDA\n Do you know where he is?\n\n KRAPOTKIN\n Is he not... at Hardbodies?", "67 EXT. SERVICE ALLEY - DAY 67\n\n Behind Hardbodies. Linda and Chad emerge from the health\n club through a heavy back door.", "MANOLO\n I found it on the floor there.\n\n CHAD\n Yeah, I know, but­", "LINDA\n Chad!\n\n\n29 INT. HARDBODIES - GYM FLOOR - DAY 29", "TED\n This is not acceptable at Hardbodies.\n You two know better than that.\n\n LINDA\n Yes we do. I'm sorry, Ted.", "one hand on the desktop, looking over Chad's shoulder at a\n computer screen that Chad is scrolling down. Standing behind\n both men is a short Mexican Indian man, also in a Hardbodies", "Hardware starts to fall off and jangle onto the stoop.\n Osbourne tries the sharp end of the hatchet a couple times,\n decides he prefers the blunt end.", "66 INT. TED'S OFFICE - DAY 66\n\n TED TREFFON\n\n The soulful manager of Hardbodies.", "Linda still has his hand. He tries to cover his reaction to\nthe physical contact.\n\n TED (CONT'D)\n ... we just don't give that out at\n Hardbodies.", "Looking at her, Ted sighs. He shakes his head sadly, rises\nand goes. Linda pushes the door of the cubicle shut with her\nfoot.", "Through the crack we see only the white of his shirt.\nAbruptly Harry turns his back to us and recedes into the room\nand bends to pick something off the floor." ], [ "CHAD\n I don't think so.\n\n LINDA\n Look, I have a date.\n\n NEW EMBASSY MAN\n Hm?", "NEW EMBASSY MAN\n So... I call Hardbodies, I ask for...\n Chad?\n\n LINDA\n No. Linda. *", "Chad is slumped back with his head tilted back. Linda looks\n at her watch.\n\n The door opens. A man in a suit:", "NEW EMBASSY MAN\n ... We will examine the material. How\n do I contact?\n\n LINDA\n We work at the Hardbodies in\n Alexandria.", "124 INT. RUSSIAN EMBASSY - ANOTHER ROOM - DAY 124\n\n A waiting room. A long beat; Linda sits waiting.", "LINDA\n Russian Embassy.\n\n\nA73 INT. LINDA'S CAR/EXT. RUSSIAN EMBASSY - DAY A73", "Chad is looking at a crumpled piece of notepaper and punching\n numbers into a wall phone. In the background we see Linda\n watching him from the living room couch.\n\n A beat.", "CHAD'S POV THRU WINDSHIELD\n\n The hulking embassy building.\n\n\n74 INT. EMBASSY RECEPTION - DAY 74", "CHAD\n I'm at 1442 Westerly----\n\n LINDA\n Chad, not your home address!\n\n Beat.", "NEW EMBASSY MAN\n Excuse me?\n\n CHAD\n We, um... we know our rights.\n\n The man stares at him. A beat.", "Vladimir Putin glares down from a framed photograph on the\n wall. Chad and Linda are sitting before yet another man, even\n blander than the first.", "78 INT. ANOTHER EMBASSY OFFICE - DAY 78", "CHAD\n I also have his telephone number.\n That was a little harder.\n\n LINDA\n Omygod!", "Chad looks, surprised. Linda is pulling up. Her passenger\n window rolls down.\n\n LINDA\n Where's the money?\n\n CHAD\n He hit me!", "LINDA\n What is it?\n\n CHAD\n This is, like, I can't believe this\n shit I'm seeing.", "Linda stands before a reception desk. Chad is just behind\n her, his shirt front spotted with blood and his head tipped\n back with one hand pressing a hankie to his nose. His bike\n helmet is clamped under his other arm.", "LINDA\nSo we can find out where he lives,\nright?\n\n CHAD\nUm. I guess.\n\n LINDA\nYou should change. Into your suit.", "LINDA\n And right now this has happened.\n\n CHAD\n Yup. It sure has.", "We are tracking toward the desk in the corner, at which Katie\n sits. She cracks open a CD case and loads the CD into\n Osbourne's computer. A suspense drone builds as we track in.", "CHAD\n Are you kidding?\n\n LINDA\n How did you find out who he is?\n\n CHAD\n Sources." ], [ "Harry jerks up the gun which he's pulled from the shoulder\nholster in his other hand and----BAM----shoots Chad in the face.", "Chad stares at him, stunned.\n\n His nose starts bleeding.\n\n CHAD (CONT'D)\n ... You fuck!", "CHAD (CONT'D)\n Oh shit!\n\n The crash of impact----ramming Osbourne.", "Chad looks, surprised. Linda is pulling up. Her passenger\n window rolls down.\n\n LINDA\n Where's the money?\n\n CHAD\n He hit me!", "Gardner Chubb is weary.\n\n GARDNER CHUBB\n Okay. So the gym manager is dead.\n\n PALMER\n Yes sir.", "As Chad goes over to his bike Osbourne leans across the front\n seat and cranks down the passenger window to bellow:\n\n OSBOURNE\n I know who you are, fucker!", "A large drop of blood has gathered at the tip of Chad's nose.\nIt now drops onto his shirt.\n\nSilence.\n\nFinally:", "He pulls out.\n\n CHAD\n You're the fucker!\n\n There is the honk of a car horn----not Osbourne's.", "Chad reaches gingerly for the closet door to close it but\nstops abruptly as we hear the shower turned off and the\ncurtain whipped back. Harry emerges from the shower. He", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... Omygod. Omygod.\n\nChad's face is a powder-burned, chewed-up mess.", "CHAD\n Yes I am. You have the money?\n\n OSBOURNE\n The fifty-thousand dollars.", "CHAD\n Are you kidding?\n\n LINDA\n How did you find out who he is?\n\n CHAD\n Sources.", "Reverse shows Chad, in his suit, watching from a parked car\n across the street.", "The man looks at her impassively.\n\n CHAD\n Name, rank and serial number.\n\n The Russian's focus shifts to the man with the bloody nose:", "CHAD\nCripes.\n\n LINDA\nLoser!\n\n CHAD\nDid you have to send a picture?", "Chad opens his door and gets out. He is crossing to the\n townhouse when he notices another car parked on the other\n side of the street. A man sits in the driver's seat,\n smoking.", "Chad chuckles.\n\n CHAD\n You think that's a Schwinn?", "Chad is slumped back with his head tilted back. Linda looks\n at her watch.\n\n The door opens. A man in a suit:", "Chad freezes, listening.\n\n The downstairs door swings open, shut.\n\n Footsteps.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... You fucker...\n\nHe tries to avert his eyes as he feels in Chad's suit\npockets." ], [ "The sailboat docked at the end of a marina. Osbourne is\n pushing the old man in a wheel chair down the pier away from\n the boat.", "A small yacht. Osbourne stands at the wheel, a light wind in\n his face, as the boat sails under motor power.\n\n After a beat he moves to the front of the boat.", "Chad proceeds on to the house. There is a barred garden-\n level door tucked under the stoop. Chad checks out the\n caging on the door. He looks up the façade of the house.", "As before, the boat, docked at the end of the marina pier, is\n seen in long shot through the windshield of a car.", "dismounts several paces behind the parked car, locks his bike\n to a fence separating the sidewalk from a small park, and\n takes off his helmet. It is Chad.", "The door closes.\n\n Chad relaxes, straightens up. A beat. He looks idly around.\n He notices:", "Chad is cornering the house on the driveway side, appraising.\n A low wall separates driveway from back garden. Chad gives a\n quick glance around.", "Chad opens his door and gets out. He is crossing to the\n townhouse when he notices another car parked on the other\n side of the street. A man sits in the driver's seat,\n smoking.", "Ted Treffon, the soulful manager of Hardbodies, stands with\n one hand on the back of his chair----which Chad occupies----and", "Chad freezes, listening.\n\n The downstairs door swings open, shut.\n\n Footsteps.", "Chad hotfoots into a closet and eases its door most of the\n way shut. The footsteps mount the stairs. Chad peeks out.", "128 INT. OSBOURNE'S BOAT - DAY 128 *", "Chad reaches gingerly for the closet door to close it but\nstops abruptly as we hear the shower turned off and the\ncurtain whipped back. Harry emerges from the shower. He", "The garden steps down to a back door. Chad checks out the\n windows in back, then goes to the door. It is locked. It\n has a large window.", "An old man sits on a bench on the prow facing out into the\n wind. He has snowy hair and a stern Yankee face. He wears a\n tweed cap. He doesn't much react to Osbourne's approach.", "19 INT. SAILBOAT - DUSK 19", "Chad leans in ever so slightly to see, but draws back again\nas Harry approaches.\n\nChad looks over to his right: on a hanger, the brown\npinstripe coat that matches Harry's pants.", "Closer on the boat. As water laps against pilings and the\n boat gently bobs and creaks, we hear, muffled, the sounds of\n a couple having sex. When it builds to climax we cut:", "Chad is sucking the dregs of his Jamba Juice up a straw when\n a noise brings his look around:\n\n 74.", "41 INT. YACHT - NIGHT 41\n\n We are in the bedroom. The boat rides gently at anchor." ], [ "OSBOURNE\n (sharply)\n Can I help you?\n\nThe man meets his look again. He smiles, rises, ambles over.", "Osbourne, robe flapping, shuffles hurriedly in his slippered\n feet toward the phone.", "The man walks off; his friend hastily knocks back the rest of\nhis drink and rises to follow him.\n\nOsbourne stares stupidly at the envelope in his hand.", "A small yacht. Osbourne stands at the wheel, a light wind in\n his face, as the boat sails under motor power.\n\n After a beat he moves to the front of the boat.", "Osbourne is splayed on an easy chair, wearing a bathrobe over\n pyjamas. He stares at the ceiling, motionless, arms out-\n flung, like Marat in his bathtub.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... And why is Olson here?\n\nAnother uncomfortable beat.\n\n PALMER\n ... Look, Ozzie----", "134 INT. OSBOURNE'S BOAT - DAY 134\n\n Osbourne, in dressing gown and pyjamas, is barking into the\n phone:", "The hatch is thrown open and Osbourne emerges from below.\n There is a large built-in toolbox just by the hatch. He\n yanks it open and pulls out a hatchet.", "Osbourne descends further. He stops on the bottom step and\n stares at Ted Treffon, the soulful manager of Hardbodies.\n Ted stares at him.", "Osbourne whacks him down. He keeps whacking at him.\n\n\n149 INT. CHUBB'S OFFICE - DAY 149", "The old man remains silent, staring. Osbourne sits next to\n him and idly tucks in the plaid blanket resting over the\n man's knees.", "Osbourne carefully sets down his drink. He steps quietly to\n the closet and pulls a small cedar chest off a high shelf.", "Osbourne if you so elect, Mrs. Cox.\n Our missiles are pointed at his\n capital, so to speak, and we await", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... It's, um. The residence of a guy\n named Osbourne Cox.\n\nHarry is beginning to look sick.", "An old man sits on a bench on the prow facing out into the\n wind. He has snowy hair and a stern Yankee face. He wears a\n tweed cap. He doesn't much react to Osbourne's approach.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... Dad, I left my job at the\n Agency...\n\n The old man stares out into the wind.", "OSBOURNE\n Peck, yes, hiya. Olson, by\n reputation. Hi, Osbourne Cox.\n\n OLSON\n Yeah, hiyah.", "OSBOURNE\n ... The Russians?\n\nAcross from him, a man of Osbourne's age.\n\n MAN (HAL)\n Uh-huh.", "----and goes on past him, lumbering up the stairs.\n\nOsbourne gets to his feet.\n\n Pink Revision 8/14/07 116.", "Osbourne paces the cramped cabin belowdecks, a phone to his\n ear. He is unshaven, wearing a robe.\n\n Filtered rings, then a connection:" ], [ "PALMER (CONT'D)\n ... Kolyma-2 tells us that they have\n computer files from an ex-analyst of\n mine, Osbourne Cox.", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... It's, um. The residence of a guy\n named Osbourne Cox.\n\nHarry is beginning to look sick.", "102 INT. COX TOWNHOUSE - BASEMENT - DAY 102\n\n Chad is looking at the screen of Ozzie's computer.", "Osbourne if you so elect, Mrs. Cox.\n Our missiles are pointed at his\n capital, so to speak, and we await", "Behind him we see the apartment door opening. Katie, an\n attractive middle-aged woman, enters, taking her key out of\n the door, but stops, surprised to see Osbourne.", "PALMER\n Ozzie. Sit down.\n\n Osbourne Cox, entering, is a middle-aged man in a striped\n shirt and bow tie.", "The living room is empty.\n\n Osbourne advances cautiously. A quick sidelong look at the\n kitchen.\n\n Empty.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n ... Stop! Intruder!\n\n\n148 EXT. COX TOWNHOUSE - DAY 148", "We are tracking toward the desk in the corner, at which Katie\n sits. She cracks open a CD case and loads the CD into\n Osbourne's computer. A suspense drone builds as we track in.", "Osbourne carefully sets down his drink. He steps quietly to\n the closet and pulls a small cedar chest off a high shelf.", "VOICE\n Harry, it's Osbourne Cox.\n\nHarry stares, trying to fit this in. Osbourne prompts, after\na silent beat:", "The car corners into a driveway and its headlights rake the\n front of the Cox townhouse, which is dark. A couple of", "Downstairs, Osbourne rounds the corner from entryway to\n living room, a handgun at the ready. His drink is in his\n other hand. Ice cubes clink as he moves.", "OSBOURNE\n Hi, it's Osbourne Cox, how are you.\n Hi.\n\n SANDY\n ... Hi.", "OSBOURNE\n Peck, yes, hiya. Olson, by\n reputation. Hi, Osbourne Cox.\n\n OLSON\n Yeah, hiyah.", "The car stops. Osbourne emerges, runs through the rain to\n the front stoop. Rain drums against cardboard.\n\n OSBOURNE\n What the fuck?", "OSBOURNE\n Osbourne Cox.\n\n PROCESS SERVER\n Thought so.", "A faint knock. The front door.\n\n Osbourne waits.\n\n The knock repeats.\n\n 113.", "He goes to the front door and bashes at the knob with the\n blunt end of the hatchet.\n\n OSBOURNE\n New... fucking... keys... How's this\n for access...", "Wider shows Osbourne Cox, sitting in a car parked on a\n downtown street, consulting his watch.\n\n He looks up, irritated, and glances around. His look is\n arrested by:" ], [ "LINDA\n You warn us? You warn us? You know\n what, Mr., Mr. Intelligence? We warn\n you! We'll call you back with our\n demands!\n\nShe slams down the phone.", "LINDA\n I guess.\n\n Harry is taking off his coat.\n\n HARRY\n Listen, full disclosure here Linda...", "LINDA\n Uh-huh.\n\n 111.", "LINDA\n ... Dribble!\n\nKrapotkin fishes something from his pocket.\n\n KRAPOTKIN\n Would you like your disk back?", "Chad is working with a medicine ball and a heavy young woman.\n\n CHAD\n Hi Linda. Did you call that guy?", "LINDA\n There's a lot more. But we need to be\n paid.\n\n NEW EMBASSY MAN\n You are not ideological.\n\n A beat.", "Chad looks, surprised. Linda is pulling up. Her passenger\n window rolls down.\n\n LINDA\n Where's the money?\n\n CHAD\n He hit me!", "LINDA\n Oh, for----Get in!\n\n Chad does.\n\n CHAD\n That fucker!", "PALMER\n She, she, she says she'll play ball if\n we pay for some... I know this sounds", "HARRY\n Well, full transparency, the only way\n to----\n\n As Linda passes he grabs and embraces her. Linda reacts to\n his gun in the shoulder holster:", "LINDA\nIt's not just the surgeries, Ted!\nIt's not just the money! We can use\nit as leverage! To get Chad back!", "Beat.\n\n LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Agent!\n\n Beat.\n\n LINDA DRIVING\n ... Agent! Agent!", "LINDA\n Thank you, Ted.\n\nTed swallows. He looks down.\n\n TED\n Well, we...", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... Not to his face, of course. Not\n to his ass, either!\n\nLinda cackles again; Harry smiles.", "LINDA\n What is it?\n\n CHAD\n This is, like, I can't believe this\n shit I'm seeing.", "LINDA (CONT'D)\n ... Have you found out anything about\n Chad?", "LINDA\n This is just a taste.\n\n The man's look swings back to the woman for another staring\n beat.\n\n At length:", "Chad is looking at a crumpled piece of notepaper and punching\n numbers into a wall phone. In the background we see Linda\n watching him from the living room couch.\n\n A beat.", "LINDA\n A residence in Alexandria. On\n Hillsboro Drive.\n\nHarry has stopped chewing. He is staring at her.", "HARRY (CONT'D)\n ... and it's all small stuff.\n\nHarry reaches for Linda and she slides closer. He puts an\narm around her." ], [ "OSBOURNE\n The Russians?\n\n HAL\n Uh-huh. Russian Embassy, yeah.\n\nOsbourne stares.", "Osbourne if you so elect, Mrs. Cox.\n Our missiles are pointed at his\n capital, so to speak, and we await", "Osbourne is splayed on an easy chair, wearing a bathrobe over\n pyjamas. He stares at the ceiling, motionless, arms out-\n flung, like Marat in his bathtub.", "The thought, such as it was, peters out. Osbourne rises and\n wanders around the room, glassy-eyed.\n\n He suddenly raises the microcassette again.", "OSBOURNE\n Why the FUCK would they go to the\n Russians?!\n\nThe man responds only with a shrug and a commiserating head-\nshake.", "The man walks off; his friend hastily knocks back the rest of\nhis drink and rises to follow him.\n\nOsbourne stares stupidly at the envelope in his hand.", "Osbourne, robe flapping, shuffles hurriedly in his slippered\n feet toward the phone.", "OSBOURNE\n ... The Russians?\n\nAcross from him, a man of Osbourne's age.\n\n MAN (HAL)\n Uh-huh.", "Osbourne paces the cramped cabin belowdecks, a phone to his\n ear. He is unshaven, wearing a robe.\n\n Filtered rings, then a connection:", "134 INT. OSBOURNE'S BOAT - DAY 134\n\n Osbourne, in dressing gown and pyjamas, is barking into the\n phone:", "OSBOURNE\nRa-por, very little rapport with his\nstaff, you fucking moron! How did\nyou get----", "OSBOURNE\n (sharply)\n Can I help you?\n\nThe man meets his look again. He smiles, rises, ambles over.", "OSBOURNE (CONT'D)\n What the fuck?\n\n A MINUTE LATER", "The car stops. Osbourne emerges, runs through the rain to\n the front stoop. Rain drums against cardboard.\n\n OSBOURNE\n What the fuck?", "Behind the desk sits a sixtyish Russian functionary with the\n beetle-browed sphynx-like look of the Brezhnev-era\n bureaucrat. This is Krapotkin.", "OSBOURNE\n (quietly)\n This is an assault.\n\n PECK\n Come on, Ozzie.", "A long still beat. A clock ticks.\n\n Abruptly Osbourne raises one hand to speak into a\n microcassette recorder.", "A small yacht. Osbourne stands at the wheel, a light wind in\n his face, as the boat sails under motor power.\n\n After a beat he moves to the front of the boat.", "Osbourne is back at the table, drink half-consumed, listening\n at the phone.", "Osbourne sets the packing box heavily down on a bureau in the\n upstairs bedroom. The box is a third loaded up with liquor" ] ]

[ "Where does Osbourne live after Katie changes the locks?", "What evidence does Katie gather to support her divorce?", "Which government received the disc containing files from Osbourne's computer?", "Where is Linda's coworker when he is shot?", "Why does Sandra's husband think Linda is a spy?", "How come the CIA is confused about the Russians having information from Osbourne's computer?", "What does Linda hope to gain from all her scheming?", "When was Pfarrer detained?", "When was the Chad's manager killed? ", "Why does Osbourne quit his job at the CIA?", "How does the CD end up on the locker room floor at the gym?", "What do Chad and Linda think is on the CD?", "Where does the CD finally end up?", "Why does Harry flee after meeting Linda in the park?", "Why does Linda cooperate with the CIA?", "To where is Harry trying to escape?", "What eventually happens to Osbourne?", "How do the events with the CD begin?", "Why is Harry being followed?", "Why was Osbourne Cox demoted?", "What does Osbourne Cox's wife, Katie do for a living?", "What gets left on the floor of Hardbodies?", "Which embassy do Chad and Linda turn the CD over to?", "Who kills Chad?", "Where is the sailboat that Chad is forced to stay on docked?", "Who is Osbourne's former superior?", "Who breaks in to the Cox's home to search Osbourne's computer?", "What does Linda want in exchange for agreeing to \"play ball\"?", "What do the staff at the Russian embassy call Osbourne's ramblings?" ]

[ [ "in their sailboat", "their sailboat on Chesapeake Bay" ], [ "files from Osbourne's computer", "Her husbands terrible behavior" ], [ "Russia", "The Russian Embassy" ], [ "in a wardrobe at the Coxes' house", "Osbourne's basement. " ], [ "he sees men from the CIA in the park when he is there with Linda", "Men trailing him in a park" ], [ "Osbourne didn't have access to any confidential information that would be valuable to the Russians", "The information is no good" ], [ "enough money to pay for her plastic surgery", "Money to pay for plastic surgery." ], [ "while he was trying to board a flight to Venezuela", "The airport" ], [ "When Osbourne found him in the basement of his house", "After Osbourne finds him in the basement. " ], [ "He is faced with demotion because of drinking.", "Because he is demoted." ], [ "A law firm employee loses it there.", "A careless law firm employee leaves it there." ], [ "Bank records and sensitive government information.", "highly sensitive government information" ], [ "At the Russian Embassy.", "Russian embassy" ], [ "He thinks that Linda is a spy.", "Thinks Linda is a spy" ], [ "So that they will pay for her plastic surgery.", "After she finds a CD." ], [ "He is trying to escape to Venezuela.", "Venezuela" ], [ "He is shot and in a coma.", "he's put in a coma" ], [ "By Katie copying bank records and her husband's diatribes onto the CD for her divorce lawyer.", "Katie copying financial records and files from Osbourne's computer" ], [ "His wife hired a private detective.", "His wife hired a private detective" ], [ "He has a drinking problem.", "Drinking problem" ], [ "She is a pediatrician.", "pediatrician" ], [ "The CD.", "CD" ], [ "The Russian Embassy", "Russian" ], [ "Harry", "Harry" ], [ "Chesapeake Bay", "Chesapeake Bay" ], [ "Palmer Smith", "Palmer Smith." ], [ "Ted Treffon", "Ted Treffon. " ], [ "Plastic surgery.", "plastic surgery" ], [ "Drivel", "Drivel" ] ]

[ [ "to pay the ransom.", "Javal, sweating and shaking, quickly runs a metal-detector\nwand over each of the individual bags of money. One of them\nmakes the speaker in the wand handle WHINE.", "of the ransom calls.", "He grabs three pairs of handcuffs off a C-shaped bar welded on\nboth ends to the inside of the van. He handcuffs one of Mrs.", "Dave glances at the homing receiver. The signal isn't moving.\nHe looks up...\n\nTwo of the small bags of money are sitting on the pavement.", "And Javal flies out, riding a motorcycle. He's got the money\nstuffed into two big, chaps-sized SADDLEBAGS slung over the\nback of the machine.", "MIRANDA\n\t\tThat gives him about fifty minutes\n\t\tto get to his location, move and\n\t\tsecure the hostages, and activate\n\t\this time bomb.", "out there by 3 PM. It all works to\n\t\tthe advantage of the kidnapper,\n\t\thinders our pursuit efforts...\n\t\t\t(frowns)", "Lisa's mouth, and I will pull the\n\t\ttrigger in five seconds unless you\n\t\tput the Ambassador on the phone.", "Sooty, covered in Javal's blood, Carson crosses to the others.\nHe throws Walther the saddlebags and Sabatini the severed hand.", "He drops her on the floor of the van and fastidiously wipes a\nsmall smudge of blood from his hand with a handkerchief.", "WALTHER\n\t\tJesus, forget I asked.\n\t\t\t(beat)\n\t\tThe cash will be here in an hour.", "Mrs. Han is on her knees, sobbing. Javal grabs her by the arm\nand pulls her to the back of the van. He opens the doors.", "Han's arms, passes the chain through the bar, then handcuffs\nthe other. He does the same with Sam; then handcuffs one of\nJoy's arms, passes the chain through and attaches the other", "And finds himself staring at the muzzles of three M-16 rifles.\n\nThree SWAT TEAM members are standing there in full body armor.", "A BANK ROBBER, barricaded inside the bank. Phone in hand, he\nholds a shotgun on a dozen hostages: BANK EMPLOYEES and", "The van drives erratically, held in its lane by bumping\nagainst the cars around it.\n\nCarson pulls up closer...\n\nSuddenly, the rear doors of the van burst open...", "Dave holds their homing receiver. Sabatini, behind the wheel,\nsmacks his arm and points ahead:\n\nEXT. DEMILLE BARN - DAY", "Joy starts SCREAMING, as does everyone else when they see it.\n\nJaval pulls out a Beretta Centurion 9mm pistol and FIRES a\ndeafening round through the roof of the van.", "The hand belongs to 10-year-old SAM KE HAN. Sam sits back and\nsighs to his sister, JOY (15). Between them sits a middle-aged\nScandinavian GOVERNESS." ], [ "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "The van drives erratically, held in its lane by bumping\nagainst the cars around it.\n\nCarson pulls up closer...\n\nSuddenly, the rear doors of the van burst open...", "The bulldozer lands upside down on the lane divider, crushing\na portion of it.\n\nColonel Lee rolls up his windows and drives around the burning\nwreckage.", "Carson grabs Asshole #1's arm, and pulls it quickly against\nhis raised knee. There is a SNAP and a loud howl as the arm\nbreaks, and Carson tosses him aside.", "The duplicate van takes off down the alley. Just as it gets up\nto speed, Carson and the others round the corner into the alley\nbehind it. As far as they know, they're still chasing Javal.", "Carson runs up and grabs him, but he pulls out a long, sharp\nscrewdriver and jabs at Carson with it.", "Joy starts SCREAMING, as does everyone else when they see it.\n\nJaval pulls out a Beretta Centurion 9mm pistol and FIRES a\ndeafening round through the roof of the van.", "Sooty, covered in Javal's blood, Carson crosses to the others.\nHe throws Walther the saddlebags and Sabatini the severed hand.", "Javal grabs a plastic tarp and throws it over the Governess'\nupper body. He puts his arm across her neck, flicks open a\ngravity knife and PLUNGES it through the tarp, into her chest.", "Carson, horrified, jumps out of his car. Robbins and Sabatini\nrun up. They have to hold Carson away from the burning van.\nDave hurries to the back of a building and gets sick.", "Seeing this, Asshole #2 gives up on the car. He takes off\ntoward the street. Carson runs to head him off, but he's a lot\nfaster in his Air Jordans than Carson is in his bare feet.", "And Javal flies out, riding a motorcycle. He's got the money\nstuffed into two big, chaps-sized SADDLEBAGS slung over the\nback of the machine.", "DAVE\n\t\t\t(continuing)\n\t\tWho's the fuckin' gargoyle?\n\n\t\t\t\tROBBINS\n\t\tTheir Chief of Security, Colonel Lee.", "And then he sees the Gardener, sprawled on the ground, a\nBULLET HOLE in the center of his forehead.", "The man, PAUL JAVAL, is thirtyish, nervous; with short, sandy\nhair. He takes the binoculars away from his face and we see\nhis eyes -- they're a strange, unnaturally light gray.", "Seeing Carson approaching on his right, Javal pulls his Benelli\nshotgun from one of the saddlebags. He rests the barrel on his\narm and FIRES a blinding-white load of magnesium at Carson.", "He straddles the lanes on Wilshire to pull up next to them.\nAll the cars in front of them swerve to clear out of the way.\n\nHe rolls down his window. Sabatini shouts over to him:", "Suddenly, a BEARDED CREWMAN crosses to the Captain. He calmly\nSHOOTS him and the FIRST MATE.", "Asshole #1 lunges viciously, swiping at Carson with the\ncrowbar, taking a piece out of his side. Carson starts\nBLEEDING profusely, but he's too pissed to notice." ], [ "CARSON\n\t\t\t(continuing)\n\t\tWe have to go out the window.\n\n\t\t\t\tMRS. HAN\n\t\tCan't you disarm the bomb?", "Everyone is painfully on edge. Ambassador Han paces. The FBI\nagents are on a phone or a radio, working leads.\n\nColonel Lee mutters something to Ambassador Han in Korean.", "He uncovers the other item atop the TV -- a one-pound brick of\nC-4 high explosive with the detonation mechanism jammed into\nit. Mrs. Han gasps and begins to PANIC.", "SAM\n\t\tYou a bomb expert?", "Mrs. Han is on her knees, sobbing. Javal grabs her by the arm\nand pulls her to the back of the van. He opens the doors.", "He pushes her across. As soon as she's there, he gestures to\nthe Apache Pilot to move closer so he can release the hook.\n\nANGLE ON BOMB", "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "Carson's not so sure, but they're completely surrounded by\nmilitary and law enforcement personnel. He releases his grasp.\nMiranda removes her heel.", "MRS. HAN\n\t\t\t(into phone)\n\t\tWe are not hurt. But this man is\n\t\tvery serious --\n\nHe pulls the phone from her, takes a breath to compose himself.", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "It shows the Han family sitting in their booby-trapped chairs\nin front of the TV. The explosives and the electronics are\nclearly visible atop the set, as is the program on the TV.", "The rest of the Crew is shocked. Holding his pistol on the\nCrew, the Bearded Crewman nods at the Missile Experts.\nSaluting, they remove the green warhead from the missile.", "They look at each other, scared... After a beat, she does.\n\nThe meter JIGGLES... but stays in the black! Everyone sighs\nwith relief. Carson repeats the process on her other armrest.", "Colonel Lee and a North Korean Army OFFICER come running out.\nANOTHER OFFICER starts up a car in the back of the house.", "While Miranda continues to apply encouragement to Colonel\nLee's gonads, Ambassador Han limps over. He yells some ORDERS\nat Colonel Lee. After a moment, Colonel Lee sags.", "She nods. Miranda pulls her across the cable and send the\nharness back. Carson turns next to Sam, but he stands back so\nhis sister can go.\n\nANGLE ON BOMB", "and closes the door. Javal strips off his sweat-soaked shirt\nand wipes his face with it. Mrs. Han realizes he's wired to\nthe moon... and it terrifies her.", "Meanwhile, Cops, Army, Marines, etc. arrive via helicopter and\ncar. Major Vreeland is among them. The news media, ENG cameras\nbouncing on their shoulders, run alongside them.\n\nCLOSER", "Colonel Lee, on hands and knees, tries to crawl away. Suddenly,\nsomeone KICKS him in face, flipping him over.\n\nIt's Miranda. Colonel Lee's knife goes flying.", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - LOS ANGELES - DAY\n\nThe Han family sits in their booby-trapped chairs. Joy\ncarefully turns to her mother." ], [ "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "Sooty, covered in Javal's blood, Carson crosses to the others.\nHe throws Walther the saddlebags and Sabatini the severed hand.", "They nod. Tears roll down Joy's face.\n\n\t\t\t\tJAVAL\n\t\t\t(continuing)\n\t\tKeep your wits, and all will be fine.", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "And Javal flies out, riding a motorcycle. He's got the money\nstuffed into two big, chaps-sized SADDLEBAGS slung over the\nback of the machine.", "DAVE JUAREZ, (chubby, 40, Mexican-American, a desk jockey) gets\nout of the Dodge and hangs an FBI shield over his top pocket.", "Carson turns to look at him. They make eye contact.\n\nTime stands still.\n\nRealization.", "The duplicate van takes off down the alley. Just as it gets up\nto speed, Carson and the others round the corner into the alley\nbehind it. As far as they know, they're still chasing Javal.", "Driving fast, Javal makes a hard right. As the van leans with\nthe turn, something rolls out from under a sheet of canvas on", "Javal comes back out, panicking. He HEARS Carson coming up\nthe hill. He spots a GARDENER watering nearby with a hose.\n\nANGLE WITH CARSON", "He swings his legs over onto Javal's ornamental balcony... the\nbolts holding the rail onto the wall are loose and rusty...\nthe balcony SLIPS a little...", "The Geo's passenger side door pops open. Javal, panting with\nfear, jimmies his foot against the dashboard and holds the\nsteering wheel to keep from falling out.", "Colonel Lee, on hands and knees, tries to crawl away. Suddenly,\nsomeone KICKS him in face, flipping him over.\n\nIt's Miranda. Colonel Lee's knife goes flying.", "Jittering with excitement, fear and speed, Javal hops out of\nhis van, holding a Benelli M-1, a semi-automatic shotgun.", "Carson is kneeling next to Sabatini. She looks up at him and\ntries to say something, but a only long, mournful, final\nBREATH escapes her. Agonized, Carson looks around...", "Mrs. Han is on her knees, sobbing. Javal grabs her by the arm\nand pulls her to the back of the van. He opens the doors.", "and closes the door. Javal strips off his sweat-soaked shirt\nand wipes his face with it. Mrs. Han realizes he's wired to\nthe moon... and it terrifies her.", "The Han family crosses to Carson, blackened and bloody,\nsitting on the curb next to Miranda. Ambassador Han shakes", "Javal turns the channel to a SOAP, and MUTES it. He starts\npacing, and glances at his watch. It's 9:15 AM.", "his hand. Mrs. Han and Miranda cry. Joy and Sam grin at him.\nAfter a beat, Carson gathers the kids up in his arms. It is a\nprofound catharsis for him..." ], [ "Carson drives off just a moment before Colonel Lee is\ncompletely in the car.\n\n\n\nEXT. HIGHLAND AVENUE - DAY", "Colonel Lee screeches to a stop 500 feet from the bulldozers,\nangling the Mercedes so the driver's door is facing them.\n\nEXT. SANTA MONICA FREEWAY - DAY", "Colonel Lee also heads for the door. Carson looks at him.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tGreat, we'll hire a bus.", "Colonel Lee sees the Apache helicopter approach. He leans into\nthe back seat, knocking the top off a long, plastic crate.", "Colonel Lee grabs the two large plastic bags full of money\nfrom the back seat, opens his door, and drops them onto the\npavement. Carson looks around.", "Colonel Lee begrudgingly obliges. Carson dials a phone.", "Carson and Miranda sit together in the back and Colonel Lee\nsits next to the Pilot as they fly back to the Consulate.", "We CUT TO a MUSICAL MONTAGE of preparations for the events\naround town.\n\nBACK TO SCENE\n\nAs the MUSIC swells, Carson turns the TV off.", "INT. CARSON'S VOLVO - (MOVING SHOT) - DAY\n\nTraffic moves aside for Colonel Lee's notorious Mercedes.\nCarson catches up to it.", "The other drivers really give him wide berth now...\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY\n\nApproaching downtown, Colonel Lee turns onto the 110 north.", "Below, Colonel Lee's head pokes up from the sunroof.\n\nEXT. COLONEL LEE'S MERCEDES - DAY", "Colonel Lee checks their BEEPING homing receiver. Carson hangs\na left onto Highland, going back the way he came.\n\nINT. DAVE'S DODGE - (MOVING SHOT) - DAY", "He looks over at Colonel Lee, whose car is pacing his.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tTurn around!\n\nBut Carson hugs the shoulder, moving through the heavy\ntraffic, until he spots what he was looking for:", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "DAVE\n\t\tI'm doin' field upgrades. Gives 'em\n\t\ta chance to hose out my cage.\n\nHe glances through the window at Colonel Lee.", "Carson gets the new flare lit and throws it away from the\ncopter just as Colonel Lee FIRES another rocket.", "The agents look at each other -- holy shit! Colonel Lee's car\nSCREECHES to a stop. Sabatini stands in front of it.", "Colonel Lee, carrying an AMD-74 machine gun, goes to get in the\ndriver's side of the second armored Mercedes, but Carson is\nalready there. Grumbling, he crosses to the passenger's side.", "SABATINI (VO)\n\t\t\t(thru radio)\n\t\tCopy that one.\n\nINT. COLONEL LEE'S CAR - (MOVING SHOT) - DAY" ], [ "Mrs. Han is on her knees, sobbing. Javal grabs her by the arm\nand pulls her to the back of the van. He opens the doors.", "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "At the kidnapping site, the intersection is blocked off with\nyellow police tape. Several LAPD cruisers are parked nearby.\nSome COPS are interviewing the Carpool Lady.", "Everyone is painfully on edge. Ambassador Han paces. The FBI\nagents are on a phone or a radio, working leads.\n\nColonel Lee mutters something to Ambassador Han in Korean.", "Colonel Lee, on hands and knees, tries to crawl away. Suddenly,\nsomeone KICKS him in face, flipping him over.\n\nIt's Miranda. Colonel Lee's knife goes flying.", "The door opens. Mrs. Han, Joy, Sam, and Lisa walk in, rigid\nwith fear. Javal, Beretta 9mm in hand, comes in behind them", "MRS. HAN\n\t\t\t(into phone)\n\t\tWe are not hurt. But this man is\n\t\tvery serious --\n\nHe pulls the phone from her, takes a breath to compose himself.", "The Han family crosses to Carson, blackened and bloody,\nsitting on the curb next to Miranda. Ambassador Han shakes", "WALTHER\n\t\tGoddamn it...\n\t\t\t(sotto)\n\t\tLook, Mrs. Han was the North Korean", "Mrs. Han and Joy sit motionless. Sam, on the other hand, is\ntrying not to squirm. Mrs. Han looks at him, angry.", "While Miranda continues to apply encouragement to Colonel\nLee's gonads, Ambassador Han limps over. He yells some ORDERS\nat Colonel Lee. After a moment, Colonel Lee sags.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\t\t(to Ambassador Han)\n\t\tAnd our car was stolen.", "He turns to Lisa, surprised to see her. Sweating, he points\nthe shotgun at her... almost pulls the trigger... then notices\nMrs. Han's expression of horror and thinks the better of it.", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - LOS ANGELES - DAY\n\nWith the gardeners gone, and their sound sensors disabled,\nMrs. Han, Joy and Sam are SHOUTING for help.", "and closes the door. Javal strips off his sweat-soaked shirt\nand wipes his face with it. Mrs. Han realizes he's wired to\nthe moon... and it terrifies her.", "JOY\n\t\tWhy us?\n\n\t\t\t\tMRS. HAN\n\t\tYou heard him -- for money.", "He turns to go. Ambassador Han turns to Colonel Lee.\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\tAMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tTake them upstairs.", "The hand belongs to 10-year-old SAM KE HAN. Sam sits back and\nsighs to his sister, JOY (15). Between them sits a middle-aged\nScandinavian GOVERNESS.", "...As Ambassador Han embraces his family.\n\nFurious, General Kai gets up and leaves the conference room.", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out." ], [ "Carson turns to look at him. They make eye contact.\n\nTime stands still.\n\nRealization.", "Holding his bleeding side, Carson walks back to his house. He\nnotices the \"Neighborhood Watch\" sign has graffiti spray-", "Carson is about to show the CONCIERGE behind the desk his i.d,\nbut the Concierge is nervous and sweating. Carson pulls out", "Carson runs up and grabs him, but he pulls out a long, sharp\nscrewdriver and jabs at Carson with it.", "Carson tries to shake the memory away. He looks around, sensing\nthat something isn't right, then turns to the other agents.", "The Guards seem to get it. Without warning, one takes out a\nTASER and ZAPS Asshole #2. Carson lets go just in time.\n\nCLOSER", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tTurn around!\n\nBut Carson hugs the shoulder, moving through the heavy\ntraffic, until he spots what he was looking for:", "Carson uncovers the bodies of the Driver and the Motorist,\nlying on the sidewalk. He grimaces. Colonel Lee does not.\nMiranda wants to look, but Carson drops the cover. She picks\nit up, then turns away in horror.", "The agents look at each other -- holy shit! Colonel Lee's car\nSCREECHES to a stop. Sabatini stands in front of it.", "on the label showing the phone's extension number: \"x666.\"\n\n\n\nBACK TO SCENE\n\nAcross the room, Colonel Lee is watching Carson intently.", "The man, PAUL JAVAL, is thirtyish, nervous; with short, sandy\nhair. He takes the binoculars away from his face and we see\nhis eyes -- they're a strange, unnaturally light gray.", "Dave holds their homing receiver. Sabatini, behind the wheel,\nsmacks his arm and points ahead:\n\nEXT. DEMILLE BARN - DAY", "Carson jumps in. Miranda climbs in the passenger's side. As he\npeels away, Miranda smacks Carson on the head.", "Carson looks around, thinking. He spots the roll of duct tape\non the table, grabs it and unrolls a long piece.", "Carson grabs the brake handles to slow down, and the BLAST\ncrosses just in front of him. A few BURNING pieces pepper the", "Carson, horrified, jumps out of his car. Robbins and Sabatini\nrun up. They have to hold Carson away from the burning van.\nDave hurries to the back of a building and gets sick.", "Carson is elated. Robbins, Sabatini and Dave rush out. Walther\npulls out a cell phone and hits a speed-dial key.", "Carson glances up at the sign showing the upcoming exit:\nGlendale Blvd - Echo Park. A thought is forming...", "Carson is in his late thirties, outdoorsy, with a tight,\nmuscular build. Emotionally he's tightly-wound as well.", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out." ], [ "He turns to go. Ambassador Han turns to Colonel Lee.\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\tAMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tTake them upstairs.", "While Miranda continues to apply encouragement to Colonel\nLee's gonads, Ambassador Han limps over. He yells some ORDERS\nat Colonel Lee. After a moment, Colonel Lee sags.", "As Carson, Ambassador Han, Colonel Lee and Walther hurry to\nthe office in the back of the house, Carson's radio crackles:", "The Han family crosses to Carson, blackened and bloody,\nsitting on the curb next to Miranda. Ambassador Han shakes", "AMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tMy men are going!\n\nColonel Lee jumps into the car and it screeches away, almost\nrunning Sabatini over.", "Carson tackles Ambassador Han and shoves him onto the floor,\nwhile popping off several ROUNDS in Colonel Lee's direction.", "Ambassador Han responds by putting on his seat belt. Carson\nsighs and tears out of the driveway.\n\nEXT. FREMONT PLACE - DAY", "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "Mrs. Han is on her knees, sobbing. Javal grabs her by the arm\nand pulls her to the back of the van. He opens the doors.", "...As Ambassador Han embraces his family.\n\nFurious, General Kai gets up and leaves the conference room.", "his hand. Mrs. Han and Miranda cry. Joy and Sam grin at him.\nAfter a beat, Carson gathers the kids up in his arms. It is a\nprofound catharsis for him...", "Ambassador Han looks at Carson, wondering if he's putting him\non. The car is a twisted mess. Carson can't get the door open.\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\t\t(to Ambassador Han)\n\t\tAnd our car was stolen.", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - INCLUDE ANGLE ON TV - DAY\n\nThe Han family watches the TV, amazed, as Colonel Lee ducks\nback down into the Mercedes and closes the sunroof.", "Colonel Lee and Ambassador Han enter. The Espionage Agents are\nsurprised when Carson, Miranda, Walther and Sabatini follow.\nWalther looks around, amazed. Carson grabs a pair of headphones.", "Colonel Lee also heads for the door. Carson looks at him.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tGreat, we'll hire a bus.", "AMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tPerhaps that is better. Inspector\n\t\tCarson knows the terrain --\n\n\t\t\t\tCOLONEL LEE\n\t\t-- Then he can come with me.", "Colonel Lee grabs the two large plastic bags full of money\nfrom the back seat, opens his door, and drops them onto the\npavement. Carson looks around.", "As Carson is starting it, the passenger door opens and\nAmbassador Han gets in.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tGet the fuck out of here!", "Carson shoves Ambassador Han's head down and ducks. Colonel\nLee STRAFES the Volvo.\n\nCarson looks up just in time to see..." ], [ "He uncovers the other item atop the TV -- a one-pound brick of\nC-4 high explosive with the detonation mechanism jammed into\nit. Mrs. Han gasps and begins to PANIC.", "Two OTHER CONSPIRATORS, carrying a metal locker, appear from\nbelow deck. The Crew murmurs nervously as they remove from the\nlocker a red warhead and attach it to the missile.", "The undercarriage of the Mercedes is armored with steel. Javal\nstops at a patch of perforations -- an air exchange vent. He\nattaches a slim DEVICE over the vent, flips a switch on it,\nthen rolls back toward the van.", "Javal, sweating and shaking, quickly runs a metal-detector\nwand over each of the individual bags of money. One of them\nmakes the speaker in the wand handle WHINE.", "It shows the Han family sitting in their booby-trapped chairs\nin front of the TV. The explosives and the electronics are\nclearly visible atop the set, as is the program on the TV.", "After it's finished, the Operative snaps it closed and puts it\ninto a false bottom in his attachÈ case. He disappears just\nbefore a GUARD rounds the corner.", "They look at each other, scared... After a beat, she does.\n\nThe meter JIGGLES... but stays in the black! Everyone sighs\nwith relief. Carson repeats the process on her other armrest.", "Carson dives back onto him. But he twists his arm around and\nPULLS the trigger -- with the muzzle underneath his own chin.", "The rest of the Crew is shocked. Holding his pistol on the\nCrew, the Bearded Crewman nods at the Missile Experts.\nSaluting, they remove the green warhead from the missile.", "MIRANDA\n\t\tIt's real important we don't lose\n\t\thim. He didn't go through all the\n\t\ttrouble of designing that bomb not\n\t\tto use it.", "The OTHER BANK ROBBER wires up a series of explosive charges.\n\nBoth Robbers rush inside the vault, and pull the door closed\nto protect themselves...", "MIRANDA\n\t\tThat gives him about fifty minutes\n\t\tto get to his location, move and\n\t\tsecure the hostages, and activate\n\t\this time bomb.", "Javal's device is armed, and waiting...\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tFADE TO:", "Miranda and the L.A. Cop, both holding small tear gas pistols,\nsplit up. Crouching behind the cars on the freeway, they sneak\nup on the stopped Mercedes.", "Dave, attachÈ case in one hand and notebook computer in the\nother, walks to a 10-by-15 detached guardhouse on the far\ncorner of the property, just outside the high fence.", "but on a frequency too low to detect.\n\t\t\t(turns off receiver)\n\t\tAnd I doubt the asshole will have an\n\t\tX-ray machine or a metal detector.", "He reaches into the canvas bag and takes out a road flare. He\nbreaks the flare open, IGNITING it.", "A GUNSHOT rings out (OS), and the Operative's chest EXPLODES\nin blood. He pitches forward... but presses the \"transmit\"\nbutton on the uplink device before dying.", "He pushes her across. As soon as she's there, he gestures to\nthe Apache Pilot to move closer so he can release the hook.\n\nANGLE ON BOMB", "EXT. PARK LA BREA - DAY\n\nThe bomb EXPLODES, blasting a huge hole in the tower.\n\nAll the windows in the nearby towers and apartments IMPLODE." ], [ "AMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tPerhaps that is better. Inspector\n\t\tCarson knows the terrain --\n\n\t\t\t\tCOLONEL LEE\n\t\t-- Then he can come with me.", "Colonel Lee screeches to a stop 500 feet from the bulldozers,\nangling the Mercedes so the driver's door is facing them.\n\nEXT. SANTA MONICA FREEWAY - DAY", "Everyone is painfully on edge. Ambassador Han paces. The FBI\nagents are on a phone or a radio, working leads.\n\nColonel Lee mutters something to Ambassador Han in Korean.", "During this, Colonel Lee stands in a window on the top floor,\npointing a LASER EAVESDROPPING UNIT at the FBI guardhouse.", "Below, Colonel Lee loads another rocket into the launcher...\n\n\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY", "The agents look at each other -- holy shit! Colonel Lee's car\nSCREECHES to a stop. Sabatini stands in front of it.", "He looks over at Colonel Lee, whose car is pacing his.", "And sees Colonel Lee. He lunges for him.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tI said keep everyone back!!", "Carson races over to grab Colonel Lee, who is slogging out of\nthe lake. There is a glint of bright steel... and Colonel Lee\nSLASHES at Carson with a knife.", "Colonel Lee grabs the two large plastic bags full of money\nfrom the back seat, opens his door, and drops them onto the\npavement. Carson looks around.", "While Miranda continues to apply encouragement to Colonel\nLee's gonads, Ambassador Han limps over. He yells some ORDERS\nat Colonel Lee. After a moment, Colonel Lee sags.", "AMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tMy men are going!\n\nColonel Lee jumps into the car and it screeches away, almost\nrunning Sabatini over.", "Miranda and Colonel Lee immediately get out of the car and run\noff, leaving Sabatini to contend with it.", "Colonel Lee and a North Korean Army OFFICER come running out.\nANOTHER OFFICER starts up a car in the back of the house.", "Colonel Lee, on hands and knees, tries to crawl away. Suddenly,\nsomeone KICKS him in face, flipping him over.\n\nIt's Miranda. Colonel Lee's knife goes flying.", "Colonel Lee sees the Apache helicopter approach. He leans into\nthe back seat, knocking the top off a long, plastic crate.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tWait!\n\nColonel Lee walks over to Sabatini.\n\n\t\t\t\tSABATINI\n\t\tWhere's Carson?", "He turns to go. Ambassador Han turns to Colonel Lee.\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\tAMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tTake them upstairs.", "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tTurn around!\n\nBut Carson hugs the shoulder, moving through the heavy\ntraffic, until he spots what he was looking for:" ], [ "Mrs. Han is on her knees, sobbing. Javal grabs her by the arm\nand pulls her to the back of the van. He opens the doors.", "The Han family crosses to Carson, blackened and bloody,\nsitting on the curb next to Miranda. Ambassador Han shakes", "Mrs. Han and Joy sit motionless. Sam, on the other hand, is\ntrying not to squirm. Mrs. Han looks at him, angry.", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - DAY\n\nThe family stares at the TV. Mrs. Han purses her lips...\nfighting it... a tear rolls down her face. The time: 4:51.", "The door opens. Mrs. Han, Joy, Sam, and Lisa walk in, rigid\nwith fear. Javal, Beretta 9mm in hand, comes in behind them", "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "The Driver looks at Mrs. Han, who's peering out the side\nwindow, fascinated by the African-American-themed storefronts.", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - LOS ANGELES - DAY\n\nThe Han family sits in their booby-trapped chairs. Joy\ncarefully turns to her mother.", "Mrs. Han is slender, soft-spoken, but as iron-willed as her\nhusband. She, however, is quick to smile. She's wearing a\nsummery dress with a white sweater over her shoulders.", "She quickly closes the door behind her. Sam laughs.\n\nINT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - DINING ROOM - DAY", "EXT. WESTERN AVENUE - DAY\n\nColonel Lee's car turns right onto Western Avenue. He's in the\nheart of Koreatown -- hardly any of the signs are in English.", "and closes the door. Javal strips off his sweat-soaked shirt\nand wipes his face with it. Mrs. Han realizes he's wired to\nthe moon... and it terrifies her.", "Mrs. Han quickly puts the gum in her mouth, bites it in half,\nand cautiously passes the remainder over to Joy.", "Ambassador Han responds by putting on his seat belt. Carson\nsighs and tears out of the driveway.\n\nEXT. FREMONT PLACE - DAY", "Ambassador Han listens to the phone, then takes in a sharp\nbreath and sits on the steps.\n\n\t\t\t\tAMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\t\t(into phone)\n\t\tYoon..?!", "Everyone is painfully on edge. Ambassador Han paces. The FBI\nagents are on a phone or a radio, working leads.\n\nColonel Lee mutters something to Ambassador Han in Korean.", "The hand belongs to 10-year-old SAM KE HAN. Sam sits back and\nsighs to his sister, JOY (15). Between them sits a middle-aged\nScandinavian GOVERNESS.", "While Miranda continues to apply encouragement to Colonel\nLee's gonads, Ambassador Han limps over. He yells some ORDERS\nat Colonel Lee. After a moment, Colonel Lee sags.", "MRS. HAN\n\t\t\t(into phone)\n\t\tWe are not hurt. But this man is\n\t\tvery serious --\n\nHe pulls the phone from her, takes a breath to compose himself.", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - INCLUDE ANGLE ON TV - DAY\n\nThe Han family watches the TV, amazed, as Colonel Lee ducks\nback down into the Mercedes and closes the sunroof." ], [ "EXT. WESTERN AVENUE - DAY\n\nColonel Lee's car turns right onto Western Avenue. He's in the\nheart of Koreatown -- hardly any of the signs are in English.", "Colonel Lee crashes through the Fremont Place guard gate, then\nhangs a right on Wilshire. He drives the center turn lane,\nzooming past the snarl of cars.", "LAPD cruisers squeeze through the crowded streets, fanning out\nthrough the various parties around town. COPS walk through the\ncrowds with copies of the picture Javal faxed, and photos of\nthe Han family and Lisa.", "Lights and SIRENS going, they rush into the 110/101 interchange.\n\nAhead, Colonel Lee's Mercedes is driving through the cars that\nare parting like the Red Sea for him.", "EXT. PARKER CENTER - DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES - DAY\n\nLAPD headquarters.\n\nINT. PARKER CENTER - VARIOUS ANGLES - DAY", "The L.A. Cop rushes the Mercedes. Colonel Lee FIRES at him,\nhitting him across the legs.\n\nColonel Lee ducks back into the Mercedes and drives away.\n\nVARIOUS ANGLES", "Colonel Lee screeches to a stop 500 feet from the bulldozers,\nangling the Mercedes so the driver's door is facing them.\n\nEXT. SANTA MONICA FREEWAY - DAY", "Below, Colonel Lee loads another rocket into the launcher...\n\n\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY", "The other drivers really give him wide berth now...\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY\n\nApproaching downtown, Colonel Lee turns onto the 110 north.", "Miranda and the L.A. Cop, both holding small tear gas pistols,\nsplit up. Crouching behind the cars on the freeway, they sneak\nup on the stopped Mercedes.", "At the kidnapping site, the intersection is blocked off with\nyellow police tape. Several LAPD cruisers are parked nearby.\nSome COPS are interviewing the Carpool Lady.", "The Cops do notice Javal speeding by, with Carson's Volvo, the\nFBI Dodge and Colonel Lee's car in hot pursuit. They shove the\nticket in the Well-Dressed Woman's hand and hop in their car.", "Meanwhile, law enforcement cars move into the areas with high\nrises -- Century City, Westwood, downtown, etc.\n\nEXT. U.S. AIR BASE - VARIOUS ANGLES - DAY", "AMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tPerhaps that is better. Inspector\n\t\tCarson knows the terrain --\n\n\t\t\t\tCOLONEL LEE\n\t\t-- Then he can come with me.", "During this, Colonel Lee stands in a window on the top floor,\npointing a LASER EAVESDROPPING UNIT at the FBI guardhouse.", "The agents look at each other -- holy shit! Colonel Lee's car\nSCREECHES to a stop. Sabatini stands in front of it.", "They wear blue FBI blazers and have standard-FBI-issue 10mm\nHeckler & Koch MP-5 machine pistols in oversized shoulder\nrigs. Dave is in civilian clothes, and is not armed.", "Everyone is painfully on edge. Ambassador Han paces. The FBI\nagents are on a phone or a radio, working leads.\n\nColonel Lee mutters something to Ambassador Han in Korean.", "Then, spotting some police cars ahead, he quickly hangs a\nright, ducking onto Alta Loma Terrace.\n\nEXT. ALTA LOMA TERRACE - DAY", "Glaring, Colonel Lee looks over at the FBI cars as they pass.\n\nINT. DAVE'S DODGE - (MOVING SHOT) - DAY" ], [ "Colonel Lee screeches to a stop 500 feet from the bulldozers,\nangling the Mercedes so the driver's door is facing them.\n\nEXT. SANTA MONICA FREEWAY - DAY", "Colonel Lee crashes through the Fremont Place guard gate, then\nhangs a right on Wilshire. He drives the center turn lane,\nzooming past the snarl of cars.", "EXT. WESTERN AVENUE - DAY\n\nColonel Lee's car turns right onto Western Avenue. He's in the\nheart of Koreatown -- hardly any of the signs are in English.", "Below, Colonel Lee loads another rocket into the launcher...\n\n\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY", "The other drivers really give him wide berth now...\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY\n\nApproaching downtown, Colonel Lee turns onto the 110 north.", "Colonel Lee checks their BEEPING homing receiver. Carson hangs\na left onto Highland, going back the way he came.\n\nINT. DAVE'S DODGE - (MOVING SHOT) - DAY", "Carson pushes the Mercedes across Bellevue Avenue, toward the\npark surrounding Echo Lake. Colonel Lee STRAFES the ambulance.\n\nEXT. GLENDALE BLVD - DAY", "Meanwhile, law enforcement cars move into the areas with high\nrises -- Century City, Westwood, downtown, etc.\n\nEXT. U.S. AIR BASE - VARIOUS ANGLES - DAY", "Ambassador Han looks at Carson, wondering if he's putting him\non. The car is a twisted mess. Carson can't get the door open.\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY", "Carson drives off just a moment before Colonel Lee is\ncompletely in the car.\n\n\n\nEXT. HIGHLAND AVENUE - DAY", "Javal hangs a hard right off of Franklin onto Vine, putting\nhim on top of a hill that drops down to Sunset.\n\nCarson and Colonel Lee close in on the Geo.", "CARSON\n\t\tMiranda...\n\t\t\t(to himself)\n\t\tShit.\n\nEXT. STREETS OF LOS ANGELES - VARIOUS ANGLES - DAY", "Then, spotting some police cars ahead, he quickly hangs a\nright, ducking onto Alta Loma Terrace.\n\nEXT. ALTA LOMA TERRACE - DAY", "EXT. WESTERN AVENUE - DAY\n\nColonel Lee gets stuck in a line of cars trying to get onto\nthe 10 East. Above, a swarm of HELICOPTERS circle him.", "Lights and SIRENS going, they rush into the 110/101 interchange.\n\nAhead, Colonel Lee's Mercedes is driving through the cars that\nare parting like the Red Sea for him.", "EXT. CRENSHAW BLVD - DAY\n\nJaval's van, also with tinted windows, turns onto Crenshaw. It\nfollows the Mercedes, several cars behind it.", "The helicopter flies ahead, then disappears past the hill\nbelow Franklin.\n\nEXT. VINE STREET - DAY", "Carson uncovers the bodies of the Driver and the Motorist,\nlying on the sidewalk. He grimaces. Colonel Lee does not.\nMiranda wants to look, but Carson drops the cover. She picks\nit up, then turns away in horror.", "Carson drives the Mercedes into the entrance of the Hollywood\nMuseum Park. Carson stops in front of a yellow barn with a\nsign atop it: \"Jesse Lasky Famous Players.\"", "The L.A. Cop rushes the Mercedes. Colonel Lee FIRES at him,\nhitting him across the legs.\n\nColonel Lee ducks back into the Mercedes and drives away.\n\nVARIOUS ANGLES" ], [ "The government helicopter touches down behind the Consulate.\n\nINT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - SURVEILLANCE ROOM - DAY", "INT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - HALLWAY - DAY\n\nStill fuming, Carson walks ahead. Miranda pulls Walther aside.", "His hand is halfway inside his bloody pants pocket, holding a\nsmall plastic card with the Consulate's phone number on it.\n\nEXT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - DAY", "EXT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - DAY\n\nInside, the grandfather clock in the foyer CHIMES THREE TIMES.", "Javal drives forward again, this time getting onto the 101\nNorth on-ramp.\n\nINT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - AMBASSADOR HAN'S OFFICE - DAY", "EXT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - DAY\n\nAmbassador Han runs out. He has a stricken look on his face.", "The driveway gate opens and a long, black Mercedes with tinted\nwindows and diplomatic license plates glides out.\n\nINT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - SURVEILLANCE ROOM - DAY", "INT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - HALLWAY - DAY\n\nCarson and Walther come into the house. We hear only the\nTICKING of the grandfather clock in the foyer.", "An exclusive, walled-off section of Hancock Park. There's only\none route in and out, past a manned guardhouse on Wilshire.\n\nEXT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - DAY", "EXT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - ESTABLISHING - DAY\n\nINT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - UPSTAIRS BATHROOM - DAY", "Ambassador Han looks at Carson, wondering if he's putting him\non. The car is a twisted mess. Carson can't get the door open.\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY", "CARSON\n\t\tLet's get back to the Consulate.\n\nOff their perplexed looks, we\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tDISSOLVE TO:", "INT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - SURVEILLANCE ROOM - DAY\n\nCarson hangs up the phone.", "INT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - SURVEILLANCE ROOM - DAY\n\nCarson grabs his FBI blazer off the back of a chair.", "INT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - SURVEILLANCE ROOM - DAY\n\nCarson clicks off the phone, then, as he dials another number:", "Ambassador Han responds by putting on his seat belt. Carson\nsighs and tears out of the driveway.\n\nEXT. FREMONT PLACE - DAY", "EXT. NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - DAY\n\nAs the copter lands, Carson comes out to meet Walther.", "Suddenly, the Butler sprints across the foyer. He shoves the\ncordless phone into Ambassador Han's hands.", "As Carson, Ambassador Han, Colonel Lee and Walther hurry to\nthe office in the back of the house, Carson's radio crackles:", "The Han family crosses to Carson, blackened and bloody,\nsitting on the curb next to Miranda. Ambassador Han shakes" ], [ "He uncovers the other item atop the TV -- a one-pound brick of\nC-4 high explosive with the detonation mechanism jammed into\nit. Mrs. Han gasps and begins to PANIC.", "They wear blue FBI blazers and have standard-FBI-issue 10mm\nHeckler & Koch MP-5 machine pistols in oversized shoulder\nrigs. Dave is in civilian clothes, and is not armed.", "It shows the Han family sitting in their booby-trapped chairs\nin front of the TV. The explosives and the electronics are\nclearly visible atop the set, as is the program on the TV.", "Two OTHER CONSPIRATORS, carrying a metal locker, appear from\nbelow deck. The Crew murmurs nervously as they remove from the\nlocker a red warhead and attach it to the missile.", "During this, Colonel Lee stands in a window on the top floor,\npointing a LASER EAVESDROPPING UNIT at the FBI guardhouse.", "(refers to notes)\n\t\tCarson? He was demoted from the FBI\n\t\tHostage Program, couple years back.\n\t\tAnd this did happen on his watch...", "After it's finished, the Operative snaps it closed and puts it\ninto a false bottom in his attachÈ case. He disappears just\nbefore a GUARD rounds the corner.", "The front of the building, where the hostages are, EXPLODES.", "The undercarriage of the Mercedes is armored with steel. Javal\nstops at a patch of perforations -- an air exchange vent. He\nattaches a slim DEVICE over the vent, flips a switch on it,\nthen rolls back toward the van.", "EXT. PARK LA BREA - DAY\n\nThe bomb EXPLODES, blasting a huge hole in the tower.\n\nAll the windows in the nearby towers and apartments IMPLODE.", "Then he notices Robbins, bleeding profusely, propped against\nthe wall next to Walther. Walther is dead -- shot in the head.", "MIRANDA\n\t\tThat gives him about fifty minutes\n\t\tto get to his location, move and\n\t\tsecure the hostages, and activate\n\t\this time bomb.", "The elevator DINGS. Sabatini comes out, H&K MP-5 in hand.\n\nSWAT Team #2, standing on the far side of the hallway with\nColonel Lee, sees her machine pistol and takes aim.", "MIRANDA\n\t\tIt's real important we don't lose\n\t\thim. He didn't go through all the\n\t\ttrouble of designing that bomb not\n\t\tto use it.", "The OTHER BANK ROBBER wires up a series of explosive charges.\n\nBoth Robbers rush inside the vault, and pull the door closed\nto protect themselves...", "CARSON\n\t\t\t(pulls out his i.d.)\n\t\tWhoa... FBI..!\n\nThey lower their weapons.", "Everyone is painfully on edge. Ambassador Han paces. The FBI\nagents are on a phone or a radio, working leads.\n\nColonel Lee mutters something to Ambassador Han in Korean.", "Dave enters. Two FBI agents, finishing their shift, gather\ntheir belongings: ROBBINS (late 20's; male; thinning hair) and", "INT. FBI GUARDHOUSE - NORTH KOREAN CONSULATE - DAY\n\nRobbins and Sabatini see the commotion and go to investigate.\nDave follows.", "Her friend sits up. Miranda holds her finger to her lips and\nshows them her FBI shield.\n\n\t\t\t\tMIRANDA\n\t\tSorry..." ], [ "Colonel Lee begrudgingly obliges. Carson dials a phone.", "As Carson, Ambassador Han, Colonel Lee and Walther hurry to\nthe office in the back of the house, Carson's radio crackles:", "The agents look at each other -- holy shit! Colonel Lee's car\nSCREECHES to a stop. Sabatini stands in front of it.", "During this, Colonel Lee stands in a window on the top floor,\npointing a LASER EAVESDROPPING UNIT at the FBI guardhouse.", "Colonel Lee checks their BEEPING homing receiver. Carson hangs\na left onto Highland, going back the way he came.\n\nINT. DAVE'S DODGE - (MOVING SHOT) - DAY", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "Colonel Lee grabs the two large plastic bags full of money\nfrom the back seat, opens his door, and drops them onto the\npavement. Carson looks around.", "Carson uncovers the bodies of the Driver and the Motorist,\nlying on the sidewalk. He grimaces. Colonel Lee does not.\nMiranda wants to look, but Carson drops the cover. She picks\nit up, then turns away in horror.", "A second page on the fax begins to come through. As it does,\nthe telephone RINGS. Carson and Colonel Lee both go for the\nextension near the sofa; Carson grabs it first. Ambassador Han\npicks up the phone on his desk.", "Colonel Lee screeches to a stop 500 feet from the bulldozers,\nangling the Mercedes so the driver's door is facing them.\n\nEXT. SANTA MONICA FREEWAY - DAY", "Colonel Lee and Ambassador Han enter. The Espionage Agents are\nsurprised when Carson, Miranda, Walther and Sabatini follow.\nWalther looks around, amazed. Carson grabs a pair of headphones.", "Carson, dogged, kneels next to Colonel Lee's body and searches\nthrough his pockets, looking for something, anything.", "Javal hangs a hard right off of Franklin onto Vine, putting\nhim on top of a hill that drops down to Sunset.\n\nCarson and Colonel Lee close in on the Geo.", "on the label showing the phone's extension number: \"x666.\"\n\n\n\nBACK TO SCENE\n\nAcross the room, Colonel Lee is watching Carson intently.", "AMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tPerhaps that is better. Inspector\n\t\tCarson knows the terrain --\n\n\t\t\t\tCOLONEL LEE\n\t\t-- Then he can come with me.", "Miranda and Colonel Lee immediately get out of the car and run\noff, leaving Sabatini to contend with it.", "Carson drives off just a moment before Colonel Lee is\ncompletely in the car.\n\n\n\nEXT. HIGHLAND AVENUE - DAY", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tThere is no surveillance equipment.\n\t\tThis is a diplomatic facility --\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\t-- You want to play games, fine.", "He turns to go. Ambassador Han turns to Colonel Lee.\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\tAMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tTake them upstairs.", "Carson races over to grab Colonel Lee, who is slogging out of\nthe lake. There is a glint of bright steel... and Colonel Lee\nSLASHES at Carson with a knife." ], [ "Carson uncovers the bodies of the Driver and the Motorist,\nlying on the sidewalk. He grimaces. Colonel Lee does not.\nMiranda wants to look, but Carson drops the cover. She picks\nit up, then turns away in horror.", "Carson turns to look at him. They make eye contact.\n\nTime stands still.\n\nRealization.", "Javal grabs a plastic tarp and throws it over the Governess'\nupper body. He puts his arm across her neck, flicks open a\ngravity knife and PLUNGES it through the tarp, into her chest.", "The man, PAUL JAVAL, is thirtyish, nervous; with short, sandy\nhair. He takes the binoculars away from his face and we see\nhis eyes -- they're a strange, unnaturally light gray.", "Then he notices Robbins, bleeding profusely, propped against\nthe wall next to Walther. Walther is dead -- shot in the head.", "He grabs an aluminum baseball bat from the umbrella stand.\nForgetting to disarm the house alarm, he yanks the front door\nopen. The house alarm begins SHRIEKING.", "Javal, sweating and shaking, quickly runs a metal-detector\nwand over each of the individual bags of money. One of them\nmakes the speaker in the wand handle WHINE.", "She awakens, GASPS and starts swinging her fists at him.\nCarson is overwhelmed with relief.", "He puts the receiver down, hits the speakerbox button and the\nmute button. He crosses to Dave's desk to grab some papers.\n\nWe can hear the CONVERSATION at the alarm shop:", "They look at each other, scared... After a beat, she does.\n\nThe meter JIGGLES... but stays in the black! Everyone sighs\nwith relief. Carson repeats the process on her other armrest.", "and closes the door. Javal strips off his sweat-soaked shirt\nand wipes his face with it. Mrs. Han realizes he's wired to\nthe moon... and it terrifies her.", "He goes to investigate -- it's an almost-dead, avocado-green\nrefrigerator straining to start its compressor. He looks for\nbooby-traps, opens it, and looks inside. Empty.", "Carson, horrified, jumps out of his car. Robbins and Sabatini\nrun up. They have to hold Carson away from the burning van.\nDave hurries to the back of a building and gets sick.", "Carson is kneeling next to Sabatini. She looks up at him and\ntries to say something, but a only long, mournful, final\nBREATH escapes her. Agonized, Carson looks around...", "his hand. Mrs. Han and Miranda cry. Joy and Sam grin at him.\nAfter a beat, Carson gathers the kids up in his arms. It is a\nprofound catharsis for him...", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "And then he sees the Gardener, sprawled on the ground, a\nBULLET HOLE in the center of his forehead.", "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "Dave holds their homing receiver. Sabatini, behind the wheel,\nsmacks his arm and points ahead:\n\nEXT. DEMILLE BARN - DAY", "Holding his bleeding side, Carson walks back to his house. He\nnotices the \"Neighborhood Watch\" sign has graffiti spray-" ], [ "Mrs. Han is on her knees, sobbing. Javal grabs her by the arm\nand pulls her to the back of the van. He opens the doors.", "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "and closes the door. Javal strips off his sweat-soaked shirt\nand wipes his face with it. Mrs. Han realizes he's wired to\nthe moon... and it terrifies her.", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "Miranda is utterly aghast. She reaches under Carson's jacket\nand takes the handcuffs off his shoulder rig. She grabs Bobbi\nby the arm and gets her in a half-Nelson.", "He uncovers the other item atop the TV -- a one-pound brick of\nC-4 high explosive with the detonation mechanism jammed into\nit. Mrs. Han gasps and begins to PANIC.", "He turns to Lisa, surprised to see her. Sweating, he points\nthe shotgun at her... almost pulls the trigger... then notices\nMrs. Han's expression of horror and thinks the better of it.", "Colonel Lee, on hands and knees, tries to crawl away. Suddenly,\nsomeone KICKS him in face, flipping him over.\n\nIt's Miranda. Colonel Lee's knife goes flying.", "The door opens. Mrs. Han, Joy, Sam, and Lisa walk in, rigid\nwith fear. Javal, Beretta 9mm in hand, comes in behind them", "Javal grabs a plastic tarp and throws it over the Governess'\nupper body. He puts his arm across her neck, flicks open a\ngravity knife and PLUNGES it through the tarp, into her chest.", "Carson's not so sure, but they're completely surrounded by\nmilitary and law enforcement personnel. He releases his grasp.\nMiranda removes her heel.", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - LOS ANGELES - DAY\n\nThe Han family sits in their booby-trapped chairs. Joy\ncarefully turns to her mother.", "Mrs. Han and Joy sit motionless. Sam, on the other hand, is\ntrying not to squirm. Mrs. Han looks at him, angry.", "The elevator DINGS. Sabatini comes out, H&K MP-5 in hand.\n\nSWAT Team #2, standing on the far side of the hallway with\nColonel Lee, sees her machine pistol and takes aim.", "Carson feels for the sensor in the seat, finding it buried\nunder Mrs. Han's thighs. He runs a long piece of tape around\nthe seat and wraps it tightly.", "They look at each other, scared... After a beat, she does.\n\nThe meter JIGGLES... but stays in the black! Everyone sighs\nwith relief. Carson repeats the process on her other armrest.", "It shows the Han family sitting in their booby-trapped chairs\nin front of the TV. The explosives and the electronics are\nclearly visible atop the set, as is the program on the TV.", "Lisa sits on the floor, frantically pulling her handcuffed\nhands around her feet so they're in front of her, then runs\nfor the front door. Just as she reaches it:", "He takes a pair of handcuffs out of his pants pocket. He tries\nto handcuff Lisa, hands behind her back, but she resists.", "The Guards seem to get it. Without warning, one takes out a\nTASER and ZAPS Asshole #2. Carson lets go just in time.\n\nCLOSER" ], [ "Miranda and Colonel Lee immediately get out of the car and run\noff, leaving Sabatini to contend with it.", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "Carson races over to grab Colonel Lee, who is slogging out of\nthe lake. There is a glint of bright steel... and Colonel Lee\nSLASHES at Carson with a knife.", "And sees Colonel Lee. He lunges for him.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tI said keep everyone back!!", "The bulldozer lands upside down on the lane divider, crushing\na portion of it.\n\nColonel Lee rolls up his windows and drives around the burning\nwreckage.", "Carson uncovers the bodies of the Driver and the Motorist,\nlying on the sidewalk. He grimaces. Colonel Lee does not.\nMiranda wants to look, but Carson drops the cover. She picks\nit up, then turns away in horror.", "Colonel Lee, on hands and knees, tries to crawl away. Suddenly,\nsomeone KICKS him in face, flipping him over.\n\nIt's Miranda. Colonel Lee's knife goes flying.", "And SHOOTS Colonel Lee, WINGING him in the shoulder. Colonel\nLee's machine gun goes flying, and he tumbles into the water.", "Carson, dogged, kneels next to Colonel Lee's body and searches\nthrough his pockets, looking for something, anything.", "Holding his bleeding side, Carson walks back to his house. He\nnotices the \"Neighborhood Watch\" sign has graffiti spray-", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tTurn around!\n\nBut Carson hugs the shoulder, moving through the heavy\ntraffic, until he spots what he was looking for:", "Colonel Lee screeches to a stop 500 feet from the bulldozers,\nangling the Mercedes so the driver's door is facing them.\n\nEXT. SANTA MONICA FREEWAY - DAY", "Carson, horrified, jumps out of his car. Robbins and Sabatini\nrun up. They have to hold Carson away from the burning van.\nDave hurries to the back of a building and gets sick.", "Seeing this, Asshole #2 gives up on the car. He takes off\ntoward the street. Carson runs to head him off, but he's a lot\nfaster in his Air Jordans than Carson is in his bare feet.", "Carson drives off just a moment before Colonel Lee is\ncompletely in the car.\n\n\n\nEXT. HIGHLAND AVENUE - DAY", "Carson runs up and grabs him, but he pulls out a long, sharp\nscrewdriver and jabs at Carson with it.", "The agents look at each other -- holy shit! Colonel Lee's car\nSCREECHES to a stop. Sabatini stands in front of it.", "The L.A. Cop rushes the Mercedes. Colonel Lee FIRES at him,\nhitting him across the legs.\n\nColonel Lee ducks back into the Mercedes and drives away.\n\nVARIOUS ANGLES", "He punches Colonel Lee in the jaw. Colonel Lee slams against\nthe wall, then comes back at Carson, hitting him in the throat.\n\n\t\t\t\tMIRANDA\n\t\tStop it!", "Colonel Lee grabs the two large plastic bags full of money\nfrom the back seat, opens his door, and drops them onto the\npavement. Carson looks around." ], [ "AMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tPerhaps that is better. Inspector\n\t\tCarson knows the terrain --\n\n\t\t\t\tCOLONEL LEE\n\t\t-- Then he can come with me.", "Colonel Lee, on hands and knees, tries to crawl away. Suddenly,\nsomeone KICKS him in face, flipping him over.\n\nIt's Miranda. Colonel Lee's knife goes flying.", "While Miranda continues to apply encouragement to Colonel\nLee's gonads, Ambassador Han limps over. He yells some ORDERS\nat Colonel Lee. After a moment, Colonel Lee sags.", "Below, Colonel Lee loads another rocket into the launcher...\n\n\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY", "EXT. WESTERN AVENUE - DAY\n\nColonel Lee's car turns right onto Western Avenue. He's in the\nheart of Koreatown -- hardly any of the signs are in English.", "The bulldozer lands upside down on the lane divider, crushing\na portion of it.\n\nColonel Lee rolls up his windows and drives around the burning\nwreckage.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tTurn around!\n\nBut Carson hugs the shoulder, moving through the heavy\ntraffic, until he spots what he was looking for:", "Everyone is painfully on edge. Ambassador Han paces. The FBI\nagents are on a phone or a radio, working leads.\n\nColonel Lee mutters something to Ambassador Han in Korean.", "Colonel Lee screeches to a stop 500 feet from the bulldozers,\nangling the Mercedes so the driver's door is facing them.\n\nEXT. SANTA MONICA FREEWAY - DAY", "EXT. COLONEL LEE'S MERCEDES - DAY\n\nColonel Lee depresses the trigger on the launcher and a\nrolling-pin-sized rocket is EXPELLED.", "AMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tMy men are going!\n\nColonel Lee jumps into the car and it screeches away, almost\nrunning Sabatini over.", "LAPD cruisers squeeze through the crowded streets, fanning out\nthrough the various parties around town. COPS walk through the\ncrowds with copies of the picture Javal faxed, and photos of\nthe Han family and Lisa.", "The agents look at each other -- holy shit! Colonel Lee's car\nSCREECHES to a stop. Sabatini stands in front of it.", "Miranda and Colonel Lee immediately get out of the car and run\noff, leaving Sabatini to contend with it.", "EXT. HOLLYWOOD FREEWAY - DAY\n\nColonel Lee leans out and SHOOTS Javal's rear tires out.", "Carson drives off just a moment before Colonel Lee is\ncompletely in the car.\n\n\n\nEXT. HIGHLAND AVENUE - DAY", "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - INCLUDE ANGLE ON TV - DAY\n\nThe Han family watches the TV, amazed, as Colonel Lee ducks\nback down into the Mercedes and closes the sunroof.", "The L.A. Cop rushes the Mercedes. Colonel Lee FIRES at him,\nhitting him across the legs.\n\nColonel Lee ducks back into the Mercedes and drives away.\n\nVARIOUS ANGLES", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out." ], [ "Mrs. Han is on her knees, sobbing. Javal grabs her by the arm\nand pulls her to the back of the van. He opens the doors.", "The Han family crosses to Carson, blackened and bloody,\nsitting on the curb next to Miranda. Ambassador Han shakes", "Mrs. Han and Joy sit motionless. Sam, on the other hand, is\ntrying not to squirm. Mrs. Han looks at him, angry.", "Mrs. Han is slender, soft-spoken, but as iron-willed as her\nhusband. She, however, is quick to smile. She's wearing a\nsummery dress with a white sweater over her shoulders.", "Ambassador Han responds by putting on his seat belt. Carson\nsighs and tears out of the driveway.\n\nEXT. FREMONT PLACE - DAY", "The door opens. Mrs. Han, Joy, Sam, and Lisa walk in, rigid\nwith fear. Javal, Beretta 9mm in hand, comes in behind them", "The Driver looks at Mrs. Han, who's peering out the side\nwindow, fascinated by the African-American-themed storefronts.", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - LOS ANGELES - DAY\n\nThe Han family sits in their booby-trapped chairs. Joy\ncarefully turns to her mother.", "Mrs. Han quickly puts the gum in her mouth, bites it in half,\nand cautiously passes the remainder over to Joy.", "Ambassador Han listens to the phone, then takes in a sharp\nbreath and sits on the steps.\n\n\t\t\t\tAMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\t\t(into phone)\n\t\tYoon..?!", "...As Ambassador Han embraces his family.\n\nFurious, General Kai gets up and leaves the conference room.", "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - DAY\n\nThe family stares at the TV. Mrs. Han purses her lips...\nfighting it... a tear rolls down her face. The time: 4:51.", "EXT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - ANGLE ON WINDOW - DAY\n\nThrough the sheer curtains over the window we can SEE the Han\nfamily sitting in their booby-trapped chairs.", "It shows the Han family sitting in their booby-trapped chairs\nin front of the TV. The explosives and the electronics are\nclearly visible atop the set, as is the program on the TV.", "Joy drops the lighter to the floor, then swats it with her\nfoot to Mrs. Han. She does the same, passing it to Sam, who's\nsitting closest to the window.", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - INCLUDE ANGLE ON TV - DAY\n\nThe Han family listens to Bobbi, amazed, horrified...", "The hand belongs to 10-year-old SAM KE HAN. Sam sits back and\nsighs to his sister, JOY (15). Between them sits a middle-aged\nScandinavian GOVERNESS.", "and closes the door. Javal strips off his sweat-soaked shirt\nand wipes his face with it. Mrs. Han realizes he's wired to\nthe moon... and it terrifies her.", "MRS. HAN\n\t\t\t(into phone)\n\t\tWe will see you next week...\n\t\t\t(hangs up; smiles to kids)\n\t\tIt appears I'll be taking you to\n\t\tschool." ], [ "Colonel Lee begrudgingly obliges. Carson dials a phone.", "The Han family crosses to Carson, blackened and bloody,\nsitting on the curb next to Miranda. Ambassador Han shakes", "CARSON\n\t\tIt sucks.\n\n\t\t\t\tMIRANDA\n\t\tBut it means we can get on with it.\n\nThe Americans leave the room.", "Carson turns to look at him. They make eye contact.\n\nTime stands still.\n\nRealization.", "Walther looks at Miranda. She nods her assent.\n\n\t\t\t\tWALTHER\n\t\t\t(firm; to Carson)\n\t\tIt's settled.", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "Carson's not so sure, but they're completely surrounded by\nmilitary and law enforcement personnel. He releases his grasp.\nMiranda removes her heel.", "Carson dives back onto him. But he twists his arm around and\nPULLS the trigger -- with the muzzle underneath his own chin.", "Sooty, covered in Javal's blood, Carson crosses to the others.\nHe throws Walther the saddlebags and Sabatini the severed hand.", "Carson runs up and grabs him, but he pulls out a long, sharp\nscrewdriver and jabs at Carson with it.", "The Guards seem to get it. Without warning, one takes out a\nTASER and ZAPS Asshole #2. Carson lets go just in time.\n\nCLOSER", "The entrance of the alley is blocked by a black-and-white. So,\naccompanied by the SONG, Javal drives along the one-way alley\nin his camouflaged van, passing unnoticed by the authorities.", "He straddles the lanes on Wilshire to pull up next to them.\nAll the cars in front of them swerve to clear out of the way.\n\nHe rolls down his window. Sabatini shouts over to him:", "Colonel Lee grabs the two large plastic bags full of money\nfrom the back seat, opens his door, and drops them onto the\npavement. Carson looks around.", "Suddenly, the Butler sprints across the foyer. He shoves the\ncordless phone into Ambassador Han's hands.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tI will bring the money to him.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tMy ass.", "DAVE\n\t\tI'm doin' field upgrades. Gives 'em\n\t\ta chance to hose out my cage.\n\nHe glances through the window at Colonel Lee.", "As Carson, Ambassador Han, Colonel Lee and Walther hurry to\nthe office in the back of the house, Carson's radio crackles:", "Ambassador Han looks at Carson, wondering if he's putting him\non. The car is a twisted mess. Carson can't get the door open.\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY", "Holding his bleeding side, Carson walks back to his house. He\nnotices the \"Neighborhood Watch\" sign has graffiti spray-" ], [ "Colonel Lee begrudgingly obliges. Carson dials a phone.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tThere is no surveillance equipment.\n\t\tThis is a diplomatic facility --\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\t-- You want to play games, fine.", "During this, Colonel Lee stands in a window on the top floor,\npointing a LASER EAVESDROPPING UNIT at the FBI guardhouse.", "on the label showing the phone's extension number: \"x666.\"\n\n\n\nBACK TO SCENE\n\nAcross the room, Colonel Lee is watching Carson intently.", "The agents look at each other -- holy shit! Colonel Lee's car\nSCREECHES to a stop. Sabatini stands in front of it.", "He turns to go. Ambassador Han turns to Colonel Lee.\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\tAMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tTake them upstairs.", "Colonel Lee grabs the two large plastic bags full of money\nfrom the back seat, opens his door, and drops them onto the\npavement. Carson looks around.", "He puts the receiver down, hits the speakerbox button and the\nmute button. He crosses to Dave's desk to grab some papers.\n\nWe can hear the CONVERSATION at the alarm shop:", "As Carson, Ambassador Han, Colonel Lee and Walther hurry to\nthe office in the back of the house, Carson's radio crackles:", "AMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tPerhaps that is better. Inspector\n\t\tCarson knows the terrain --\n\n\t\t\t\tCOLONEL LEE\n\t\t-- Then he can come with me.", "Everyone is painfully on edge. Ambassador Han paces. The FBI\nagents are on a phone or a radio, working leads.\n\nColonel Lee mutters something to Ambassador Han in Korean.", "DAVE\n\t\tI'm doin' field upgrades. Gives 'em\n\t\ta chance to hose out my cage.\n\nHe glances through the window at Colonel Lee.", "Colonel Lee and Ambassador Han enter. The Espionage Agents are\nsurprised when Carson, Miranda, Walther and Sabatini follow.\nWalther looks around, amazed. Carson grabs a pair of headphones.", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tI will bring the money to him.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tMy ass.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tTurn around!\n\nBut Carson hugs the shoulder, moving through the heavy\ntraffic, until he spots what he was looking for:", "Colonel Lee screeches to a stop 500 feet from the bulldozers,\nangling the Mercedes so the driver's door is facing them.\n\nEXT. SANTA MONICA FREEWAY - DAY", "Colonel Lee crashes through the Fremont Place guard gate, then\nhangs a right on Wilshire. He drives the center turn lane,\nzooming past the snarl of cars.", "CARSON\n\t\t\t(crosses to Colonel Lee)\n\t\tYeah, the U.S. is behind the whole", "EXT. WESTERN AVENUE - DAY\n\nColonel Lee's car turns right onto Western Avenue. He's in the\nheart of Koreatown -- hardly any of the signs are in English." ], [ "Miranda and Colonel Lee immediately get out of the car and run\noff, leaving Sabatini to contend with it.", "Carson uncovers the bodies of the Driver and the Motorist,\nlying on the sidewalk. He grimaces. Colonel Lee does not.\nMiranda wants to look, but Carson drops the cover. She picks\nit up, then turns away in horror.", "Colonel Lee grabs the two large plastic bags full of money\nfrom the back seat, opens his door, and drops them onto the\npavement. Carson looks around.", "The agents look at each other -- holy shit! Colonel Lee's car\nSCREECHES to a stop. Sabatini stands in front of it.", "Miranda and SWAT Team #2 pull them apart.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\t\t(to Colonel Lee)\n\t\tGet out of my sight.", "Carson drives off just a moment before Colonel Lee is\ncompletely in the car.\n\n\n\nEXT. HIGHLAND AVENUE - DAY", "Colonel Lee begrudgingly obliges. Carson dials a phone.", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "Carson gets the new flare lit and throws it away from the\ncopter just as Colonel Lee FIRES another rocket.", "The Cops do notice Javal speeding by, with Carson's Volvo, the\nFBI Dodge and Colonel Lee's car in hot pursuit. They shove the\nticket in the Well-Dressed Woman's hand and hop in their car.", "CARSON\n\t\t\t(continuing)\n\t\tMIRANDA!\n\nColonel Lee, still FIRING, slips out the door.", "Carson shoves Colonel Lee out of his way, hard.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tI'm in no mood...", "Carson races over to grab Colonel Lee, who is slogging out of\nthe lake. There is a glint of bright steel... and Colonel Lee\nSLASHES at Carson with a knife.", "He punches Colonel Lee in the jaw. Colonel Lee slams against\nthe wall, then comes back at Carson, hitting him in the throat.\n\n\t\t\t\tMIRANDA\n\t\tStop it!", "(refers to notes)\n\t\tCarson? He was demoted from the FBI\n\t\tHostage Program, couple years back.\n\t\tAnd this did happen on his watch...", "CARSON\n\t\tIt sucks.\n\n\t\t\t\tMIRANDA\n\t\tBut it means we can get on with it.\n\nThe Americans leave the room.", "CARSON\n\t\tThey're not gonna transfer me. You\n\t\tknow damn well why I was bumped down\n\t\tto guard duty...\n\t\t\t(as he's leaving)\n\t\tMy outstanding people skills.", "Carson's not so sure, but they're completely surrounded by\nmilitary and law enforcement personnel. He releases his grasp.\nMiranda removes her heel.", "At the kidnapping site, the intersection is blocked off with\nyellow police tape. Several LAPD cruisers are parked nearby.\nSome COPS are interviewing the Carpool Lady.", "And sees Colonel Lee. He lunges for him.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tI said keep everyone back!!" ], [ "Colonel Lee grabs the two large plastic bags full of money\nfrom the back seat, opens his door, and drops them onto the\npavement. Carson looks around.", "MIRANDA (VO)\n\t\t\t(thru radio)\n\t\tThe drop is at the DeMille barn,", "Dave glances at the homing receiver. The signal isn't moving.\nHe looks up...\n\nTwo of the small bags of money are sitting on the pavement.", "PM, and drive north on Highland\n\t\tAvenue. I will call with where to\n\t\tleave the money, which you will do", "Javal's van drives into the parking lot, and stops right above\nthe bags of money.", "across from the Hollywood Bowl.\n\t\tYou're to leave the money in the\n\t\tcenter of the parking lot.", "Javal, sweating and shaking, quickly runs a metal-detector\nwand over each of the individual bags of money. One of them\nmakes the speaker in the wand handle WHINE.", "And Javal flies out, riding a motorcycle. He's got the money\nstuffed into two big, chaps-sized SADDLEBAGS slung over the\nback of the machine.", "Colonel Lee screeches to a stop 500 feet from the bulldozers,\nangling the Mercedes so the driver's door is facing them.\n\nEXT. SANTA MONICA FREEWAY - DAY", "Carson stops at the entrance to the winding, hillside\nneighborhood, accessible only by footpaths. The area is\ncovered by thick foliage, hiding Javal from the helicopter.", "The undercarriage of the Mercedes is armored with steel. Javal\nstops at a patch of perforations -- an air exchange vent. He\nattaches a slim DEVICE over the vent, flips a switch on it,\nthen rolls back toward the van.", "He drops her on the floor of the van and fastidiously wipes a\nsmall smudge of blood from his hand with a handkerchief.", "Then, spotting some police cars ahead, he quickly hangs a\nright, ducking onto Alta Loma Terrace.\n\nEXT. ALTA LOMA TERRACE - DAY", "Javal hangs a hard right off of Franklin onto Vine, putting\nhim on top of a hill that drops down to Sunset.\n\nCarson and Colonel Lee close in on the Geo.", "Dave holds their homing receiver. Sabatini, behind the wheel,\nsmacks his arm and points ahead:\n\nEXT. DEMILLE BARN - DAY", "MIRANDA\n\t\tThat gives him about fifty minutes\n\t\tto get to his location, move and\n\t\tsecure the hostages, and activate\n\t\this time bomb.", "At the kidnapping site, the intersection is blocked off with\nyellow police tape. Several LAPD cruisers are parked nearby.\nSome COPS are interviewing the Carpool Lady.", "He straddles the lanes on Wilshire to pull up next to them.\nAll the cars in front of them swerve to clear out of the way.\n\nHe rolls down his window. Sabatini shouts over to him:", "INT. JAVAL'S VAN - (MOVING SHOT) - DAY\n\nJaval drives behind the Mercedes, with one hand on the radio\nunit. The Mercedes signals to take the Venice exit.", "Carson glares coldly at Walther.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tI'll coordinate the drop." ], [ "And SHOOTS Colonel Lee, WINGING him in the shoulder. Colonel\nLee's machine gun goes flying, and he tumbles into the water.", "Carson, bleeding, piles onto Colonel Lee. Vreeland assists.\nColonel Lee fights like mad to break free...\n\nUntil Miranda JAMS her heel into his groin. He cries out.", "Carson uncovers the bodies of the Driver and the Motorist,\nlying on the sidewalk. He grimaces. Colonel Lee does not.\nMiranda wants to look, but Carson drops the cover. She picks\nit up, then turns away in horror.", "Carson, dogged, kneels next to Colonel Lee's body and searches\nthrough his pockets, looking for something, anything.", "The bulldozer lands upside down on the lane divider, crushing\na portion of it.\n\nColonel Lee rolls up his windows and drives around the burning\nwreckage.", "We stay with him as he FALLS 12 stories, SCREAMING...\n\nThen LANDING on top of a parking meter. It RIPS though his\nchest and he hits the sidewalk with a wet THUD.", "Colonel Lee, on hands and knees, tries to crawl away. Suddenly,\nsomeone KICKS him in face, flipping him over.\n\nIt's Miranda. Colonel Lee's knife goes flying.", "And sees Colonel Lee. He lunges for him.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tI said keep everyone back!!", "Then he notices Robbins, bleeding profusely, propped against\nthe wall next to Walther. Walther is dead -- shot in the head.", "And then he sees the Gardener, sprawled on the ground, a\nBULLET HOLE in the center of his forehead.", "The agents look at each other -- holy shit! Colonel Lee's car\nSCREECHES to a stop. Sabatini stands in front of it.", "Colonel Lee grabs the two large plastic bags full of money\nfrom the back seat, opens his door, and drops them onto the\npavement. Carson looks around.", "Colonel Lee screeches to a stop 500 feet from the bulldozers,\nangling the Mercedes so the driver's door is facing them.\n\nEXT. SANTA MONICA FREEWAY - DAY", "Miranda and Colonel Lee immediately get out of the car and run\noff, leaving Sabatini to contend with it.", "Carson races over to grab Colonel Lee, who is slogging out of\nthe lake. There is a glint of bright steel... and Colonel Lee\nSLASHES at Carson with a knife.", "Carson is kneeling next to Sabatini. She looks up at him and\ntries to say something, but a only long, mournful, final\nBREATH escapes her. Agonized, Carson looks around...", "Mrs. Han is on her knees, sobbing. Javal grabs her by the arm\nand pulls her to the back of the van. He opens the doors.", "Carson drives off just a moment before Colonel Lee is\ncompletely in the car.\n\n\n\nEXT. HIGHLAND AVENUE - DAY", "Vreeland tries to bring his machine guns to bear on Colonel\nLee, but there's no time...\n\n\t\t\t\tVREELAND\n\t\t\t(to Pilot)\n\t\tShit! Pull back!", "Then, with lightning reflexes, Colonel Lee grabs Vreeland's\nRock Island Arsenal Colt .45 Auto from its snap-holster.\n\n\t\t\t\tCOLONEL LEE\n\t\tVictory!" ], [ "While Miranda continues to apply encouragement to Colonel\nLee's gonads, Ambassador Han limps over. He yells some ORDERS\nat Colonel Lee. After a moment, Colonel Lee sags.", "He turns to go. Ambassador Han turns to Colonel Lee.\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\tAMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tTake them upstairs.", "Colonel Lee grabs the two large plastic bags full of money\nfrom the back seat, opens his door, and drops them onto the\npavement. Carson looks around.", "The Han family crosses to Carson, blackened and bloody,\nsitting on the curb next to Miranda. Ambassador Han shakes", "AMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tMy men are going!\n\nColonel Lee jumps into the car and it screeches away, almost\nrunning Sabatini over.", "Carson tackles Ambassador Han and shoves him onto the floor,\nwhile popping off several ROUNDS in Colonel Lee's direction.", "As Carson, Ambassador Han, Colonel Lee and Walther hurry to\nthe office in the back of the house, Carson's radio crackles:", "AMBASSADOR HAN\n\t\tPerhaps that is better. Inspector\n\t\tCarson knows the terrain --\n\n\t\t\t\tCOLONEL LEE\n\t\t-- Then he can come with me.", "Mrs. Han is on her knees, sobbing. Javal grabs her by the arm\nand pulls her to the back of the van. He opens the doors.", "Colonel Lee begrudgingly obliges. Carson dials a phone.", "This surprises Ambassador Han and Colonel Lee.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\t\t(gets up)\n\t\tWhy wait until five?\n\nAmbassador Han and Walther keep Carson and Colonel Lee from\ngoing at each other.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\tI will bring the money to him.\n\n\t\t\t\tCARSON\n\t\tMy ass.", "Ambassador Han looks at Carson, wondering if he's putting him\non. The car is a twisted mess. Carson can't get the door open.\n\nEXT. HARBOR FREEWAY - DAY", "INT. BACHELOR APARTMENT - INCLUDE ANGLE ON TV - DAY\n\nThe Han family watches the TV, amazed, as Colonel Lee ducks\nback down into the Mercedes and closes the sunroof.", "COLONEL LEE\n\t\t\t(to Ambassador Han)\n\t\tAnd our car was stolen.", "Sam and Joy are incapacitated by tear-gas coughing fits. Mrs.\nHan stumbles toward them, trying to get them to run away.\nJaval PUNCHES her, knocking her down.", "It shows the Han family sitting in their booby-trapped chairs\nin front of the TV. The explosives and the electronics are\nclearly visible atop the set, as is the program on the TV.", "his hand. Mrs. Han and Miranda cry. Joy and Sam grin at him.\nAfter a beat, Carson gathers the kids up in his arms. It is a\nprofound catharsis for him...", "Everyone is painfully on edge. Ambassador Han paces. The FBI\nagents are on a phone or a radio, working leads.\n\nColonel Lee mutters something to Ambassador Han in Korean." ] ]

[ "How much is the ransom requested?", "What is the name of the main villian?", "Who the bomb expert thatgets the vest off of Soo Yung?", "Who turned out to be Juanto?", "What song is Lee singing when Carter gets on the plane?", "Who kidnapped Soo Yung?", "Where does Carter recognize Thomas Griffin from?", "Where does Han send Carter and Lee as a reward for their actions?", "Who was the person that made the detonator?", "Who is Inspecor Lee hoping to arest at the wharf?", "What happens to Captain Hun's daughter shortly after arriving in the United States?", "Which law enforcement agency does Inspector Lee work for in Los Angeles?", "What happens during Carter and Lee's tour of Los Angeles?", "What happens when Carter makes his way to the Chinese Consulate?", "Who is responsible for building the detonator for the bomb that kills the FBI team?", "Where does Clive's information send Carter and Lee?", "Who discovers the identity of Griffin?", "Who disables the vest attached to Soo Yung?", "What happens to Griffin after he is pursued by Lee?", "On the last day that Hong Kong was ruled by the British, ,what did Detective Inspector Lee do?", "What happens to Han's daughter on her first day of school?", "What does Carter arrange with Sang?", "Why does Clive give information about the restaurant to Lee and Carter?", "Why are Carter and Lee taken off the case?", "Where is the $70 million ransom drop to be delivered?", "What happens when Lee falls, immediately after Griffin falls to his death?", "What type of reward does Han provide for Lee and Carter?" ]

[ [ "70 million dollars", "First 50 million dollars, then 70 million dollars." ], [ "Juntao", "Juntao, also known as Griffin." ], [ "Tania Johnson", "Tania Johnson." ], [ "Thomas Griffin", "British Commander Thomas Griffin" ], [ "War", "Edwin Starr's \"War.\"" ], [ "Sang", "Griffin" ], [ "A surveillance video.", "a surveillance tape in Chinatown" ], [ "Hong Kong", "A vacation to Hong Kong." ], [ "Clive", "Clive" ], [ "The crime lord Juntao.", "the people who kidnapped the girl" ], [ "She is kidnapped by Sang on her way to school.", "she is kidnapped" ], [ "He works with the Los Angeles Police Department.", "the LAPD" ], [ "Lee escapes and makes his way to the Chinese consulate.", "Lee escapes and goes to the Chinese Consulate" ], [ "He sets up a ransom drop of $50 million for Soo Yung's return.", "He is reprimanded by his boss" ], [ "The detonator was built by Clive.", "Clive" ], [ "To a restaurant in Chinatown.", "A restaurant in Chinatown." ], [ "Carter does, because he saw a surveillance tape with Griffin earlier.", "Lee" ], [ "LAPD bomb expert Tania Johnson", "Johnson" ], [ "He falls from the top of the rafters to his death.", "Griffin falls from the rafters and dies." ], [ "He leads a raid at a shipping wharf to arrest Juntao.", "He led a raid at a shipping bar wharf hoping to arrest Juntao, but only managed to recover stolen treasures." ], [ "Sang kidnaps Han's daughter.", "She was kidnapped by Sang." ], [ "Carter arranges a $50 million ransom drop in a few hours.", "A ransom drop" ], [ "Lee is able to guilt trip Clive into giving him the information.", "Lee guilt-trips him." ], [ "They are taken off the case because they interfered with the ransom drop and are blamed for the failed ransom drop.", "because they can't get along" ], [ "The Los Angeles Convention Center where there is the opening of a Chinese art exhibition.", "a Chinese art exhibit at the Los Angeles Convention Center" ], [ "Carter is able to safely catch Lee with a large flag.", "Carter uses a large flag to catch him" ], [ "He provides a vacation to Hong Kong for the both of them.", "A vacation together in Hong Kong." ] ]

[ [ "I wreathe him in my arms; I wail his wrong\nAlone, and ask no other mourner's song.\n [_She weeps over_ RHESUS.", "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?", "For her son too shall die; and sorrowing,\nFirst on the hills our band for thee shall sing,\nThen for Achilles by the weeping wave.", "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "The dead man sleepeth in his mother's care;\nBut we who battle still--behold, the glare\nOf dawn that rises. Doth thy purpose hold,\nHector, our arms are ready as of old.", "his own element. Such passages are characteristic of Euripides.--The\ndeath of Rhesus seems to the Muse like an act of vengeance from the dead", "Rhesus's defence is apparently true, though in a modern play one would\nhave expected some explanation of the rather different story that his", "P. 23, ll. 394-453, Speeches of Hector and Rhesus.]--The scene reads to\nme like a rather crude and early form of the celebrated psychological", "[_In the air at the back there appears a Vision of the_ MUSE\n _holding the body of her dead son_ RHESUS.", "RHESUS. [vv. 510-529]", "Pointed his path? They knew not, whispered not,\nRhesus had ever come. . . . 'Tis all a plot.", "And well they nursed thee, and a king thou wast\nAnd first of Thrace in war; yea, far and near\nThrough thine own hills thy bloody chariot passed,", "Our vengeance, we shall go not to the Greek.\nWhat stranger in that darkness could have trod\nStraight to where Rhesus lay--unless some God", "RHESUS. [vv. 422-448]", "Most high Athena, well I know the sound\nOf that immortal voice. 'Tis ever found\nMy helper in great perils.--Where doth lie\nRhesus, mid all this host of Barbary?", "Of gold that filled our Shepherd's heart with joy,\nBid Rhesus welcome, as war-friend to Troy.", "interrupting Rhesus's speech. In spite of the words about possible\n\"wrath\" that may follow the Thracian's boasting, the applause excites", "In Rhesus himself--the name is said to be the Thracian form of\n_rex_[1]--we seem to have the traditional divine king of the Thracian", "RHESUS.\n\nThese Greeks that face thee, are they not their best?\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWe seek not better. These do all we need." ], [ "presence, full of light,\" where he lies among the buried silver-veins of\nPangaion. If the uttermost need comes, doubtless he will wake again.", "Of silver-veinèd earth, hid from men's sight,\nA Man yet Spirit, he shall live in light:\nAs under far Pangaion Orpheus lies,", "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "RHESUS. [vv. 422-448]", "(Herodotus, iv. 95) and Holgar the Dane, Rhesus lies in a hidden chamber\nbeneath the earth, watching, apparently, for the day of uttermost need", "Where now his father prays alone:\n Yea, grant that, when the Greeks are slain,\n Our wolf shall mount with scourge and rein", "RHESUS. [vv. 510-529]", "No Greek shall boast he hath seen thy face\n And danced again in the dancing place;\n And the land shall laugh for the sheaves she reapeth,\n Of spoilers dead by a sword from Thrace.", "How can I live? Lost, and my master slain.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nMy house will shelter thee and heal thy pain.\n\n THRACIAN.", "Most high Athena, well I know the sound\nOf that immortal voice. 'Tis ever found\nMy helper in great perils.--Where doth lie\nRhesus, mid all this host of Barbary?", "By heaven, could I once see this peril rolled\nPast us, and live in Ilion as of old,\nUntrembling, I would thank my gods! To seek", "Rhesus's defence is apparently true, though in a modern play one would\nhave expected some explanation of the rather different story that his", "Who writhed beside me, dying! With a bound\nI sprang up, empty-handed, groping round\nFor spear or sword, when, lo, a young strong man", "Now Adrasteia be near and guard\n Our lips from sin, lest the end be hard!\n But he cometh, he cometh, the Child of the River!\n The pride of my heart it shall roll unbarred.", "Of allies pass the battle-sign.\n The God of Ilion liveth still;\n And men may conquer ere they die.\n [_Exeunt._", "Rhesus has a dash of the Sun-god in him, the burning targe, the white\nhorses and the splendour. Like them he is a boaster and a deep drinker,", "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "far as we can judge, continued so moving after his death. If the\n_Rhesus_ is a post-classical play it can hardly be honest fourth-century", "I wreathe him in my arms; I wail his wrong\nAlone, and ask no other mourner's song.\n [_She weeps over_ RHESUS.", "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?" ], [ "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "RHESUS.\n\nThese Greeks that face thee, are they not their best?\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWe seek not better. These do all we need.", "Rhesus has a dash of the Sun-god in him, the burning targe, the white\nhorses and the splendour. Like them he is a boaster and a deep drinker,", "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?", "RHESUS. [vv. 422-448]", "In Rhesus himself--the name is said to be the Thracian form of\n_rex_[1]--we seem to have the traditional divine king of the Thracian", "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "RHESUS. [vv. 510-529]", "RHESUS.\n\nThou seem'st content to suffer, not to do?\n\n HECTOR.", "Greece delighted in horses. Cf. those of Aeneas, Diomedes, Eumêlus, and\nRhesus himself.", "Rhesus's defence is apparently true, though in a modern play one would\nhave expected some explanation of the rather different story that his", "P. 23, ll. 394-453, Speeches of Hector and Rhesus.]--The scene reads to\nme like a rather crude and early form of the celebrated psychological", "[_There enters a wounded man, walking with difficulty; he is the\n Thracian Charioteer who came with_ RHESUS.\n\n THRACIAN.", "He sailed, and he is here. But some despite\n'Gainst the great King now keeps him from the fight.\n\n RHESUS.\n\nWho next to him hath honour in their host?", "_Re-enter_ HECTOR.\n\n RHESUS.", "the Troad was called by her name; the poet is using local colour in\nmaking his Trojans here, and Rhesus in l. 468, speak of her. There seems", "Was sleeping. In my sleep there came a dream.\nI seemed to see the horses--mine own team\nI had trained long since and drove at Rhesus' side--", "And well they nursed thee, and a king thou wast\nAnd first of Thrace in war; yea, far and near\nThrough thine own hills thy bloody chariot passed,", "_Rhesus_ of Euripides;\" no passage is quoted under any other name. This\nseems about as strong as external evidence need be. Yet the ancient", "Thou Rider golden and swift and sheer,\n Achilles falters: appear! appear!\n The car like flame where the red shield leapeth,\n The fell white steeds and the burning spear!" ], [ "DOLON (_to himself gazing out toward the Greek camp_).", "Indian spies used to go, actually disguised as a wolf, on all fours in a\ncomplete wolf-skin. The same version is found on the Munich cylix of the", "To the Argive ships. Yes, and another day,\nGuised as a wandering priest, in rags, he came\nAnd walked straight through the Gates, made loud acclaim", "Your Greek spies came? Not one; 'tis we, behind,\nAre wounded, and some worse than wounded, blind\nForever to the sunlight. When we seek", "And midnight councils.--I will seek the spy\nTo send to the Greek camp. If there we learn\nOf some plot hatching, on the man's return", "P. 46, l. 819. The Guard seems to think that the spies got past him when\nhe came to Hector's tent at the beginning of the play. It was really", "the Greek spies to pass on towards the Thracian camp by a different and\nunoccupied way, not by the way which the Guards had just taken.", "Sleep off its long day's labour in the field:\nThen, send a spy; find someone who will dare\nCreep to yon Argive camp. Then, if 'tis clear", "Alone;\nToward Hector's quarters, as I deem, he plies\nHis message. He hath heard some tale of spies.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "How not one blow? Did we not baulk and kill\nDolon, their spy, and bear his tokens still?\nDost think the whole camp should be thine to quell?", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own.", "Doth lead you? From what nation do ye bring\nThis host with aid to Ilion and her king?\"\n He told me what I sought, and there I stood", "[_As the song ends_ DOLON _reappears, in the disguise of a wolf. The\n Guards gather round him, bidding him godspeed as he crawls off in", "I, Prince!--I offer for our City's sake\nTo go disguised to the Greek ships, to make\nTheir counsels mine, and here bring word to thee.\nIf that be thy full service, I agree.", "Dolon the Wolf! A wise wolf and a true!\nThy father's house was praised when first I knew\nTroy: this shall raise it twofold in our eyes.\n\n DOLON.", "Advance beyond your stations, men, at some\nDistance, and stay on watch till Dolon come\nWith word of the Argives' counsel. If his vow", "In our version of Homer Dolon merely wears, over his tunic, the skin of\na grey wolf. He has a leather cap and a bow. In the play he goes, as Red", "Yet Dolon told us Hector's couch was made\nJust here. For none but him I drew this blade.\n\n ODYSSEUS.", "[DIOMEDE _takes_ DOLON's _wolf-mask off his belt and hangs\n it in_ HECTOR's _tent, then turns_.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "later, when he made his men leave their post to wake the Lycians.\nPerhaps he is lying." ], [ "P. 31, l. 567 ff., Odysseus and Diomedes.]--Observe how we are left\ngradually to discover that they have met and killed Dolon. They enter", "The Greeks! . . . Choose any save the Atridae twain.\n\n DOLON.\n\nKill both, an it please thee. I make prayer for none.", "How not one blow? Did we not baulk and kill\nDolon, their spy, and bear his tokens still?\nDost think the whole camp should be thine to quell?", "P. 33, l. 594, Stage direction.]--They bear Dolon's \"spoils\" or\n\"tokens\": probably his wolf-skin. If they bring it with them they must", "Dolon the Wolf! A wise wolf and a true!\nThy father's house was praised when first I knew\nTroy: this shall raise it twofold in our eyes.\n\n DOLON.", "Advance beyond your stations, men, at some\nDistance, and stay on watch till Dolon come\nWith word of the Argives' counsel. If his vow", "The story of the play is taken straight from the Doloneia, an Epic\nrhapsody which now takes its place as the Tenth Book of the Iliad, but", "In our version of Homer Dolon merely wears, over his tunic, the skin of\na grey wolf. He has a leather cap and a bow. In the play he goes, as Red", "DOLON, _a Trojan_.\nPARIS, _also called_ ALEXANDER, _brother of Hector_.", "To prove my truth. Ere dawn can touch the land\nI shall be here, and blood upon my hand.\n [_Exit_ DOLON.", "DOLON (_to himself gazing out toward the Greek camp_).", "For spoils and armour . . . thou shalt choose at will.\n\n DOLON.\n\nNail them for trophies on some temple wall.", "HECTOR.\n\nThou wilt not ask for Ajax, Îleus' son?\n\n DOLON.", "ODYSSEUS.\n\nGo by night searching through these lines of men\nFor chiefs to kill? 'Twere death and death again.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "Shall die; it is another who must bleed\nTo-night. Therefore be swift!\n [_Exeunt_ ODYSSEUS _and_ DIOMEDE.", "[DIOMEDE _takes_ DOLON's _wolf-mask off his belt and hangs\n it in_ HECTOR's _tent, then turns_.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "Sleep off its long day's labour in the field:\nThen, send a spy; find someone who will dare\nCreep to yon Argive camp. Then, if 'tis clear", "Yet Dolon told us Hector's couch was made\nJust here. For none but him I drew this blade.\n\n ODYSSEUS.", "The stage directions here are of course conjectural: it does not seem\nlikely that the playwright, having made Dolon describe his wolf's", "Your Greek spies came? Not one; 'tis we, behind,\nAre wounded, and some worse than wounded, blind\nForever to the sunlight. When we seek" ], [ "found in his version of the Doloneia a description of fires in the Greek\ncamp, such as our Eighth Book has of those in the Trojan camp. The\nobject might be merely protection against a night attack, or it might be", "[_Exeunt_ HECTOR _and_ RHESUS _and Attendants. The Guards, who\n have been below, come forward sleepily from the camp fire,\n and sit watching by_ HECTOR's _tent_.", "[_One party of Guards lifts carefully the wounded_ THRACIAN\n _and goes off bearing him: another departs with the message\n to Troy_.\n\n CHORUS.", "Behold, 'tis Paris, hasting there toward\nThis tent. Methinks he knoweth from the guard\nSome noise of prowling Argives hither blown.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "DOLON (_to himself gazing out toward the Greek camp_).", "up for_ HECTOR, _the Trojan leader. A watch-fire burns low in\n front. Far off at the back can be seen rows of watch-fires in", "tragedy. Meantime the Trojans' time of watch is over and the Lycians,\nwho ought to watch next, have not come. In a modern army it would of", "Then, clear against the light,\n Toward Agamemnon's tent the whole\n Army in tumult seemed to roll,", "_It is a cloudy but moonlight night on the plain before Troy. [vv. 1-10]\n The Trojans and their allies have won a decisive victory and", "Great beacons in the Argive line\n Have burned, my chief, through half the night.\n The shipyard timbers seemed to shine.", "Sleep off its long day's labour in the field:\nThen, send a spy; find someone who will dare\nCreep to yon Argive camp. Then, if 'tis clear", "And midnight councils.--I will seek the spy\nTo send to the Greek camp. If there we learn\nOf some plot hatching, on the man's return", "CHORUS _of Trojan Guards with their_ LEADER.\n_Some_ THRACIANS _with their_ CAPTAIN, _Attendants, &c._", "Advance beyond your stations, men, at some\nDistance, and stay on watch till Dolon come\nWith word of the Argives' counsel. If his vow", "[_The Guards pass out to waken the Lycians. The stage is empty\n and dark except for the firelight, when a whisper is heard", "the Greek spies to pass on towards the Thracian camp by a different and\nunoccupied way, not by the way which the Guards had just taken.", "The hosts of Argos camped upon this field,\nWhat but with prayers and heralds bid my friend\nCome forth and fight for Ilion ere the end?", "Of Trojan posts in front of us, unseen?\nThyself was stationed there, and all thy men.\nWhat man of yours was slain or wounded when", "are camping on the open field close to the Greek outposts.\n The scene is in front of a rude tent or hut that has been set", "To the Argive ships. Yes, and another day,\nGuised as a wandering priest, in rags, he came\nAnd walked straight through the Gates, made loud acclaim" ], [ "P. 23, ll. 394-453, Speeches of Hector and Rhesus.]--The scene reads to\nme like a rather crude and early form of the celebrated psychological", "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?", "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "HECTOR. [vv. 492-509]\n\nAchilles? Nay, his spear ye cannot meet.\n\n RHESUS.", "RHESUS.\n\nThese Greeks that face thee, are they not their best?\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWe seek not better. These do all we need.", "Nor Paris? Little know ye what great stay\nOf help is found for Troy. This very night [vv. 599-623]\nRhesus is come; who, if he see the light", "He sailed, and he is here. But some despite\n'Gainst the great King now keeps him from the fight.\n\n RHESUS.\n\nWho next to him hath honour in their host?", "RHESUS.\n\nThou seem'st content to suffer, not to do?\n\n HECTOR.", "Rhesus's defence is apparently true, though in a modern play one would\nhave expected some explanation of the rather different story that his", "HECTOR. [vv. 474-491]", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own.", "HECTOR. [vv. 184-203]", "_Re-enter_ HECTOR.\n\n RHESUS.", "Lord Hector!\n\n HECTOR (_coming out from the tent_). [vv. 11-28]", "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "To help us, when we rolled to death before\nThe war-swell, and the wind had ripped our sail.\nThen Rhesus taught us Trojans what avail", "LEADER.\n\nWell may'st thou mock and blame thy friend. Yet here\nHe comes with help for Troy. Accept him thou.\n\n HECTOR.", "[_There enters a wounded man, walking with difficulty; he is the\n Thracian Charioteer who came with_ RHESUS.\n\n THRACIAN.", "The hosts of Argos camped upon this field,\nWhat but with prayers and heralds bid my friend\nCome forth and fight for Ilion ere the end?", "[_Exeunt_ HECTOR _and_ RHESUS _and Attendants. The Guards, who\n have been below, come forward sleepily from the camp fire,\n and sit watching by_ HECTOR's _tent_." ], [ "P. 31, l. 567 ff., Odysseus and Diomedes.]--Observe how we are left\ngradually to discover that they have met and killed Dolon. They enter", "Their master slain, take these to thine own hearth,\nA wondrous spoil; there hides not upon earth\nA chariot-team of war so swift and fair.", "ODYSSEUS.\n\nGo by night searching through these lines of men\nFor chiefs to kill? 'Twere death and death again.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "[DIOMEDE _takes_ DOLON's _wolf-mask off his belt and hangs\n it in_ HECTOR's _tent, then turns_.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "How not one blow? Did we not baulk and kill\nDolon, their spy, and bear his tokens still?\nDost think the whole camp should be thine to quell?", "Shall die; it is another who must bleed\nTo-night. Therefore be swift!\n [_Exeunt_ ODYSSEUS _and_ DIOMEDE.", "ODYSSEUS.\n\nHe is hot with courage when he is winning, hot.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "And thou, Athena--nothing was the deed\nOdysseus wrought this night nor Diomede--\n'Tis thine, all thine; dream not thy cruel hand", "Yet Dolon told us Hector's couch was made\nJust here. For none but him I drew this blade.\n\n ODYSSEUS.", "[_They dash into the tent, swords drawn; then return._\n\n God! All empty as the grave!\n\n DIOMEDE.", "[_One party of Guards lifts carefully the wounded_ THRACIAN\n _and goes off bearing him: another departs with the message\n to Troy_.\n\n CHORUS.", "For spoils and armour . . . thou shalt choose at will.\n\n DOLON.\n\nNail them for trophies on some temple wall.", "DIOMEDE. [vv. 585-598]\n\nCould we not find Aeneas? Or the bed\nOf Paris the accurst, and have his head?", "ODYSSEUS.\n\nSay, Diomede, wilt make the men thy share,\nOr catch the steeds and leave the fight to me?", "Was sleeping. In my sleep there came a dream.\nI seemed to see the horses--mine own team\nI had trained long since and drove at Rhesus' side--", "To the Argive ships. Yes, and another day,\nGuised as a wandering priest, in rags, he came\nAnd walked straight through the Gates, made loud acclaim", "Greece delighted in horses. Cf. those of Aeneas, Diomedes, Eumêlus, and\nRhesus himself.", "What make ye, from these sleepers thus to part\nDesponding and with sorrow-wounded heart\nIf Hector be not granted you to slay", "Behold, 'tis Paris, hasting there toward\nThis tent. Methinks he knoweth from the guard\nSome noise of prowling Argives hither blown.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "For whose shed blood Odysseus yet shall pay\nVengeance, who crawled and stabbed him where he lay." ], [ "Pointed his path? They knew not, whispered not,\nRhesus had ever come. . . . 'Tis all a plot.", "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own.", "Our vengeance, we shall go not to the Greek.\nWhat stranger in that darkness could have trod\nStraight to where Rhesus lay--unless some God", "Your Greek spies came? Not one; 'tis we, behind,\nAre wounded, and some worse than wounded, blind\nForever to the sunlight. When we seek", "I wreathe him in my arms; I wail his wrong\nAlone, and ask no other mourner's song.\n [_She weeps over_ RHESUS.", "Rhesus's defence is apparently true, though in a modern play one would\nhave expected some explanation of the rather different story that his", "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "RHESUS.\n\nThese Greeks that face thee, are they not their best?\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWe seek not better. These do all we need.", "Hath pain . . . to all his house 'tis praise and pride;\nBut we, like laggards and like fools we died!\n When Hector's hand had showed us where to rest", "his own element. Such passages are characteristic of Euripides.--The\ndeath of Rhesus seems to the Muse like an act of vengeance from the dead", "Just when my host for Troy had started forth,\nThey fell upon our homes. I had reached the coast\nOf the Friendless Sea and purposed to have crossed", "For whose shed blood Odysseus yet shall pay\nVengeance, who crawled and stabbed him where he lay.", "Rhesus has a dash of the Sun-god in him, the burning targe, the white\nhorses and the splendour. Like them he is a boaster and a deep drinker,", "He sailed, and he is here. But some despite\n'Gainst the great King now keeps him from the fight.\n\n RHESUS.\n\nWho next to him hath honour in their host?", "When the Athenians began making their dangerous settlements on the coast\nof Thrace--ten thousand settlers were massacred by Rhesus's people about", "RHESUS.\n\nThou seem'st content to suffer, not to do?\n\n HECTOR.", "RHESUS. [vv. 510-529]", "RHESUS. [vv. 422-448]", "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?" ], [ "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?", "P. 23, ll. 394-453, Speeches of Hector and Rhesus.]--The scene reads to\nme like a rather crude and early form of the celebrated psychological", "He sailed, and he is here. But some despite\n'Gainst the great King now keeps him from the fight.\n\n RHESUS.\n\nWho next to him hath honour in their host?", "In Rhesus himself--the name is said to be the Thracian form of\n_rex_[1]--we seem to have the traditional divine king of the Thracian", "Nor Paris? Little know ye what great stay\nOf help is found for Troy. This very night [vv. 599-623]\nRhesus is come; who, if he see the light", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own.", "[_There enters a wounded man, walking with difficulty; he is the\n Thracian Charioteer who came with_ RHESUS.\n\n THRACIAN.", "the Troad was called by her name; the poet is using local colour in\nmaking his Trojans here, and Rhesus in l. 468, speak of her. There seems", "familiar dialogue between Hector and the Thracian. But the movements,\nfirst of soldiers lifting and carrying the wounded man, and then of\nmessengers taking word to Priam for burial of the men slain, make the", "And well they nursed thee, and a king thou wast\nAnd first of Thrace in war; yea, far and near\nThrough thine own hills thy bloody chariot passed,", "RHESUS.\n\nThese Greeks that face thee, are they not their best?\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWe seek not better. These do all we need.", "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "Thou Rider golden and swift and sheer,\n Achilles falters: appear! appear!\n The car like flame where the red shield leapeth,\n The fell white steeds and the burning spear!", "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "HECTOR. [vv. 492-509]\n\nAchilles? Nay, his spear ye cannot meet.\n\n RHESUS.", "Greece delighted in horses. Cf. those of Aeneas, Diomedes, Eumêlus, and\nRhesus himself.", "Doth lead you? From what nation do ye bring\nThis host with aid to Ilion and her king?\"\n He told me what I sought, and there I stood", "To help us, when we rolled to death before\nThe war-swell, and the wind had ripped our sail.\nThen Rhesus taught us Trojans what avail", "the _Iphigenia in Aulis_. And in this connexion we can hardly help\nnoticing that the _Iphigenia in Aulis_, like the _Rhesus_ and like no", "his bloody spoils; the divine Thracian king with his round targe that\nshines by night and his horses whiter than the snow; the panic of the" ], [ "In our version of Homer Dolon merely wears, over his tunic, the skin of\na grey wolf. He has a leather cap and a bow. In the play he goes, as Red", "[_As the song ends_ DOLON _reappears, in the disguise of a wolf. The\n Guards gather round him, bidding him godspeed as he crawls off in", "The stage directions here are of course conjectural: it does not seem\nlikely that the playwright, having made Dolon describe his wolf's", "P. 33, l. 594, Stage direction.]--They bear Dolon's \"spoils\" or\n\"tokens\": probably his wolf-skin. If they bring it with them they must", "Indian spies used to go, actually disguised as a wolf, on all fours in a\ncomplete wolf-skin. The same version is found on the Munich cylix of the", "_During the following lines_ HECTOR _goes to his tent to get\n his shield, and as he enters sees_ DOLON's _bloody wolf-skin", "Dolon the Wolf! A wise wolf and a true!\nThy father's house was praised when first I knew\nTroy: this shall raise it twofold in our eyes.\n\n DOLON.", "[DIOMEDE _takes_ DOLON's _wolf-mask off his belt and hangs\n it in_ HECTOR's _tent, then turns_.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "DOLON (_to himself gazing out toward the Greek camp_).", "Advance beyond your stations, men, at some\nDistance, and stay on watch till Dolon come\nWith word of the Argives' counsel. If his vow", "To the Argive ships. Yes, and another day,\nGuised as a wandering priest, in rags, he came\nAnd walked straight through the Gates, made loud acclaim", "How not one blow? Did we not baulk and kill\nDolon, their spy, and bear his tokens still?\nDost think the whole camp should be thine to quell?", "Sleep off its long day's labour in the field:\nThen, send a spy; find someone who will dare\nCreep to yon Argive camp. Then, if 'tis clear", "For spoils and armour . . . thou shalt choose at will.\n\n DOLON.\n\nNail them for trophies on some temple wall.", "The Greeks! . . . Choose any save the Atridae twain.\n\n DOLON.\n\nKill both, an it please thee. I make prayer for none.", "P. 31, l. 567 ff., Odysseus and Diomedes.]--Observe how we are left\ngradually to discover that they have met and killed Dolon. They enter", "P. 10, l. 150 ff., Dolon.]--The name is derived from _dolos_, \"craft.\"", "Behold, 'tis Paris, hasting there toward\nThis tent. Methinks he knoweth from the guard\nSome noise of prowling Argives hither blown.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "early vase-painter Euphronius (about 500 B.C.), in which Dolon wears a\ntight-fitting hairy skin with a long tail. The plan can of course only", "My arms fit in the forepaws, like a sheath,\nMy thighs in the hinder parts. No Greek shall tell\n'Tis not a wolf that walks, half visible," ], [ "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "Rhesus's defence is apparently true, though in a modern play one would\nhave expected some explanation of the rather different story that his", "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?", "RHESUS. [vv. 510-529]", "Rhesus has a dash of the Sun-god in him, the burning targe, the white\nhorses and the splendour. Like them he is a boaster and a deep drinker,", "Our vengeance, we shall go not to the Greek.\nWhat stranger in that darkness could have trod\nStraight to where Rhesus lay--unless some God", "RHESUS.\n\nThese Greeks that face thee, are they not their best?\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWe seek not better. These do all we need.", "RHESUS. [vv. 422-448]", "RHESUS.\n\nThou seem'st content to suffer, not to do?\n\n HECTOR.", "P. 23, ll. 394-453, Speeches of Hector and Rhesus.]--The scene reads to\nme like a rather crude and early form of the celebrated psychological", "Pointed his path? They knew not, whispered not,\nRhesus had ever come. . . . 'Tis all a plot.", "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "_Re-enter_ HECTOR.\n\n RHESUS.", "In Rhesus himself--the name is said to be the Thracian form of\n_rex_[1]--we seem to have the traditional divine king of the Thracian", "P. 28, l. 528. Rhesus shows the simple courage of a barbarian in his", "interrupting Rhesus's speech. In spite of the words about possible\n\"wrath\" that may follow the Thracian's boasting, the applause excites", "HECTOR. [vv. 492-509]\n\nAchilles? Nay, his spear ye cannot meet.\n\n RHESUS.", "his own element. Such passages are characteristic of Euripides.--The\ndeath of Rhesus seems to the Muse like an act of vengeance from the dead", "End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Rhesus of Euripedes, by Euripedes", "Shall die; it is another who must bleed\nTo-night. Therefore be swift!\n [_Exeunt_ ODYSSEUS _and_ DIOMEDE." ], [ "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?", "Rhesus has a dash of the Sun-god in him, the burning targe, the white\nhorses and the splendour. Like them he is a boaster and a deep drinker,", "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "Rhesus's defence is apparently true, though in a modern play one would\nhave expected some explanation of the rather different story that his", "the Troad was called by her name; the poet is using local colour in\nmaking his Trojans here, and Rhesus in l. 468, speak of her. There seems", "also to be something characteristically Thracian in the story of the\nMuse and the River, in the title \"Zeus of the Dawn\" given to Rhesus, in", "In Rhesus himself--the name is said to be the Thracian form of\n_rex_[1]--we seem to have the traditional divine king of the Thracian", "P. 23, ll. 394-453, Speeches of Hector and Rhesus.]--The scene reads to\nme like a rather crude and early form of the celebrated psychological", "RHESUS.\n\nThese Greeks that face thee, are they not their best?\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWe seek not better. These do all we need.", "Most high Athena, well I know the sound\nOf that immortal voice. 'Tis ever found\nMy helper in great perils.--Where doth lie\nRhesus, mid all this host of Barbary?", "Greece delighted in horses. Cf. those of Aeneas, Diomedes, Eumêlus, and\nRhesus himself.", "the _Iphigenia in Aulis_. And in this connexion we can hardly help\nnoticing that the _Iphigenia in Aulis_, like the _Rhesus_ and like no", "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "RHÊSUS, _King of Thrace, son of the River Str[^y]mon and the Muse\n of the Mountains_.", "Was sleeping. In my sleep there came a dream.\nI seemed to see the horses--mine own team\nI had trained long since and drove at Rhesus' side--", "Our vengeance, we shall go not to the Greek.\nWhat stranger in that darkness could have trod\nStraight to where Rhesus lay--unless some God", "RHESUS. [vv. 510-529]", "Of gold that filled our Shepherd's heart with joy,\nBid Rhesus welcome, as war-friend to Troy.", "century B.C., happens to mention--in excuse of what he took to be a slip\nin the poet's astronomy--that the _Rhesus_ of Euripides was a youthful", "RHESUS. [vv. 422-448]" ], [ "the Troad was called by her name; the poet is using local colour in\nmaking his Trojans here, and Rhesus in l. 468, speak of her. There seems", "Our vengeance, we shall go not to the Greek.\nWhat stranger in that darkness could have trod\nStraight to where Rhesus lay--unless some God", "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own.", "To help us, when we rolled to death before\nThe war-swell, and the wind had ripped our sail.\nThen Rhesus taught us Trojans what avail", "Then he shall be the first dead Trojan!\n\n ATHENA.", "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "P. 23, ll. 394-453, Speeches of Hector and Rhesus.]--The scene reads to\nme like a rather crude and early form of the celebrated psychological", "Nor Paris? Little know ye what great stay\nOf help is found for Troy. This very night [vv. 599-623]\nRhesus is come; who, if he see the light", "LEADER.\n\nHector, thou hearest. We were guiltless here,\nAnd falsely spake that Thracian charioteer.\n\n HECTOR.", "Greece delighted in horses. Cf. those of Aeneas, Diomedes, Eumêlus, and\nRhesus himself.", "RHESUS.\n\nThese Greeks that face thee, are they not their best?\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWe seek not better. These do all we need.", "Pointed his path? They knew not, whispered not,\nRhesus had ever come. . . . 'Tis all a plot.", "Book of the Iliad. Indeed one might almost say that the _Rhesus_ is\nsimply the Doloneia turned into drama and set in the Trojan camp. The", "Was sleeping. In my sleep there came a dream.\nI seemed to see the horses--mine own team\nI had trained long since and drove at Rhesus' side--", "his own element. Such passages are characteristic of Euripides.--The\ndeath of Rhesus seems to the Muse like an act of vengeance from the dead", "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "they belong to a later period of the war than the death of Rhesus, but\nperhaps the sequence was different, or not so definite, at the time of\nthis play.", "Of gold that filled our Shepherd's heart with joy,\nBid Rhesus welcome, as war-friend to Troy.", "To the Argive ships. Yes, and another day,\nGuised as a wandering priest, in rags, he came\nAnd walked straight through the Gates, made loud acclaim" ], [ "DOLON. [vv. 172-183]\n\nPay me not now, but when the Greeks are ta'en.\n\n HECTOR.", "[DIOMEDE _takes_ DOLON's _wolf-mask off his belt and hangs\n it in_ HECTOR's _tent, then turns_.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "DOLON.\n\nWe live at ease and have no care for gold.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWell, Troy hath other treasures manifold.", "DOLON.\n\nI seek no mate that might look down on me.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nGood gold is ready, if that tempteth thee.", "Yet Dolon told us Hector's couch was made\nJust here. For none but him I drew this blade.\n\n ODYSSEUS.", "_During the following lines_ HECTOR _goes to his tent to get\n his shield, and as he enters sees_ DOLON's _bloody wolf-skin", "P. 33, l. 594, Stage direction.]--They bear Dolon's \"spoils\" or\n\"tokens\": probably his wolf-skin. If they bring it with them they must", "HECTOR.\n\nThou wilt not ask for Ajax, Îleus' son?\n\n DOLON.", "Advance beyond your stations, men, at some\nDistance, and stay on watch till Dolon come\nWith word of the Argives' counsel. If his vow", "DOLON.\n\nI said before, of gold we have our fill.\n\n HECTOR.", "For spoils and armour . . . thou shalt choose at will.\n\n DOLON.\n\nNail them for trophies on some temple wall.", "HECTOR.\n\nWhat seeks the man? What prize more rich than all?\n\n DOLON.", "Dolon the Wolf! A wise wolf and a true!\nThy father's house was praised when first I knew\nTroy: this shall raise it twofold in our eyes.\n\n DOLON.", "P. 46, l. 819. The Guard seems to think that the spies got past him when\nhe came to Hector's tent at the beginning of the play. It was really", "DOLON (_to himself gazing out toward the Greek camp_).", "How not one blow? Did we not baulk and kill\nDolon, their spy, and bear his tokens still?\nDost think the whole camp should be thine to quell?", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own.", "The story of the play is taken straight from the Doloneia, an Epic\nrhapsody which now takes its place as the Tenth Book of the Iliad, but", "The Greeks! . . . Choose any save the Atridae twain.\n\n DOLON.\n\nKill both, an it please thee. I make prayer for none.", "Alone;\nToward Hector's quarters, as I deem, he plies\nHis message. He hath heard some tale of spies.\n\n DIOMEDE." ], [ "ODYSSEUS.\n\nGo by night searching through these lines of men\nFor chiefs to kill? 'Twere death and death again.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "conjectural. If Diomedes left some sign of Dolon's death for Hector to\nsee, as he probably must have done, then Hector must at some time or", "P. 31, l. 567 ff., Odysseus and Diomedes.]--Observe how we are left\ngradually to discover that they have met and killed Dolon. They enter", "HECTOR. [vv. 474-491]", "Thy battered helm flashed, and I had no fear;\nOnly to Troy I charged thee not to go:\nI knew the fated end: but Hector's cry,", "HECTOR. [vv. 492-509]\n\nAchilles? Nay, his spear ye cannot meet.\n\n RHESUS.", "HECTOR. [vv. 184-203]", "HECTOR.\n\nThou wilt not ask for Ajax, Îleus' son?\n\n DOLON.", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own.", "What make ye, from these sleepers thus to part\nDesponding and with sorrow-wounded heart\nIf Hector be not granted you to slay", "[DIOMEDE _takes_ DOLON's _wolf-mask off his belt and hangs\n it in_ HECTOR's _tent, then turns_.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "familiar dialogue between Hector and the Thracian. But the movements,\nfirst of soldiers lifting and carrying the wounded man, and then of\nmessengers taking word to Priam for burial of the men slain, make the", "HECTOR. [vv. 877-891]", "HECTOR. [vv. 986-996]", "AENEAS (_looking toward the distant fires:\n after a pause_).\n\nGod guide them!--Why then do you arm the host?\n\n HECTOR.", "HECTOR. [vv. 273-288]", "Shall die; it is another who must bleed\nTo-night. Therefore be swift!\n [_Exeunt_ ODYSSEUS _and_ DIOMEDE.", "ODYSSEUS.\n\nSay, Diomede, wilt make the men thy share,\nOr catch the steeds and leave the fight to me?", "ODYSSEUS.\n\nHe is hot with courage when he is winning, hot.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "The hosts of Argos camped upon this field,\nWhat but with prayers and heralds bid my friend\nCome forth and fight for Ilion ere the end?" ], [ "AENEAS (_looking toward the distant fires:\n after a pause_).\n\nGod guide them!--Why then do you arm the host?\n\n HECTOR.", "HECTOR. [vv. 184-203]", "HECTOR. [vv. 474-491]", "HECTOR. [vv. 986-996]", "HECTOR. [vv. 877-891]", "HECTOR. [vv. 158-171]", "HECTOR. [vv. 273-288]", "Thy battered helm flashed, and I had no fear;\nOnly to Troy I charged thee not to go:\nI knew the fated end: but Hector's cry,", "HECTOR. [vv. 137-157]", "What make ye, from these sleepers thus to part\nDesponding and with sorrow-wounded heart\nIf Hector be not granted you to slay", "HECTOR. [vv. 492-509]\n\nAchilles? Nay, his spear ye cannot meet.\n\n RHESUS.", "To arms, Aeneas! Arm from head to heel!\n\n AENEAS. [vv. 91-109]", "familiar dialogue between Hector and the Thracian. But the movements,\nfirst of soldiers lifting and carrying the wounded man, and then of\nmessengers taking word to Priam for burial of the men slain, make the", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own.", "HECTOR.\n\nThou wilt not ask for Ajax, Îleus' son?\n\n DOLON.", "[HECTOR _is standing over him ready to strike when the_\n CHARIOTEER _speaks_.\n\n THRACIAN.", "ATHENA.\n\nFear nothing. All is well in Troy's array.\nHector is gone to help those Thracians sleep.\n\n PARIS.", "Awaits thee. Else, be Hector in your thought\nWrit down a babbler and a man of nought.", "P. 23, ll. 394-453, Speeches of Hector and Rhesus.]--The scene reads to\nme like a rather crude and early form of the celebrated psychological", "And say thou conquer: other wars yet lie\nBefore thee. Peleus' son, for all his ire,\nWill never let thee touch the ships with fire" ], [ "Greece delighted in horses. Cf. those of Aeneas, Diomedes, Eumêlus, and\nRhesus himself.", "Was sleeping. In my sleep there came a dream.\nI seemed to see the horses--mine own team\nI had trained long since and drove at Rhesus' side--", "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?", "Rhesus has a dash of the Sun-god in him, the burning targe, the white\nhorses and the splendour. Like them he is a boaster and a deep drinker,", "No man of them hath harmed us more than he.\nHe climbed here to Athena's sanctuary\nOne night, and stole her image clean away", "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "Our vengeance, we shall go not to the Greek.\nWhat stranger in that darkness could have trod\nStraight to where Rhesus lay--unless some God", "To the Argive ships. Yes, and another day,\nGuised as a wandering priest, in rags, he came\nAnd walked straight through the Gates, made loud acclaim", "Most high Athena, well I know the sound\nOf that immortal voice. 'Tis ever found\nMy helper in great perils.--Where doth lie\nRhesus, mid all this host of Barbary?", "A great and rushing noise those Thracians make,\nMarching. We, all astonied, ran to drive\nOur sheep to the upmost heights. 'Twas some Argive,", "To help us, when we rolled to death before\nThe war-swell, and the wind had ripped our sail.\nThen Rhesus taught us Trojans what avail", "The story of the play is taken straight from the Doloneia, an Epic\nrhapsody which now takes its place as the Tenth Book of the Iliad, but", "RHESUS.\n\nThese Greeks that face thee, are they not their best?\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWe seek not better. These do all we need.", "Nor Paris? Little know ye what great stay\nOf help is found for Troy. This very night [vv. 599-623]\nRhesus is come; who, if he see the light", "P. 23, ll. 394-453, Speeches of Hector and Rhesus.]--The scene reads to\nme like a rather crude and early form of the celebrated psychological", "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "Save thine. It needs more play, and better feigned,\nTo hide from me that thou hast slain thy friend\nBy craft, to steal his horses.--That is why", "Of gold that filled our Shepherd's heart with joy,\nBid Rhesus welcome, as war-friend to Troy.", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own.", "the Troad was called by her name; the poet is using local colour in\nmaking his Trojans here, and Rhesus in l. 468, speak of her. There seems" ], [ "And midnight councils.--I will seek the spy\nTo send to the Greek camp. If there we learn\nOf some plot hatching, on the man's return", "Sleep off its long day's labour in the field:\nThen, send a spy; find someone who will dare\nCreep to yon Argive camp. Then, if 'tis clear", "DOLON (_to himself gazing out toward the Greek camp_).", "the Greek spies to pass on towards the Thracian camp by a different and\nunoccupied way, not by the way which the Guards had just taken.", "Your Greek spies came? Not one; 'tis we, behind,\nAre wounded, and some worse than wounded, blind\nForever to the sunlight. When we seek", "P. 46, l. 819. The Guard seems to think that the spies got past him when\nhe came to Hector's tent at the beginning of the play. It was really", "are camping on the open field close to the Greek outposts.\n The scene is in front of a rude tent or hut that has been set", "found in his version of the Doloneia a description of fires in the Greek\ncamp, such as our Eighth Book has of those in the Trojan camp. The\nobject might be merely protection against a night attack, or it might be", "Advance beyond your stations, men, at some\nDistance, and stay on watch till Dolon come\nWith word of the Argives' counsel. If his vow", "a wish to fly, as Hector thinks. If so, presumably the Assembly changed\nits mind--much as it does in our Book II.--and determined to send spies.", "Behold, 'tis Paris, hasting there toward\nThis tent. Methinks he knoweth from the guard\nSome noise of prowling Argives hither blown.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "How not one blow? Did we not baulk and kill\nDolon, their spy, and bear his tokens still?\nDost think the whole camp should be thine to quell?", "I, Prince!--I offer for our City's sake\nTo go disguised to the Greek ships, to make\nTheir counsels mine, and here bring word to thee.\nIf that be thy full service, I agree.", "[_They creep forward in silence to the entrance of_ HECTOR's\n _tent_.\n\n ODYSSEUS.\n\nNow, forward!", "The glory of a chief too brave.\n A spy is best: a spy, to learn\n For what strange work those beacons burn\n All night beside the guarded wave.", "Alone;\nToward Hector's quarters, as I deem, he plies\nHis message. He hath heard some tale of spies.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "The hosts of Argos camped upon this field,\nWhat but with prayers and heralds bid my friend\nCome forth and fight for Ilion ere the end?", "To the Argive ships. Yes, and another day,\nGuised as a wandering priest, in rags, he came\nAnd walked straight through the Gates, made loud acclaim", "the dark towards the Greek camp. Meantime from the direction of\n Mount Ida has entered a_ SHEPHERD _who goes to_ HECTOR's _door and", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own." ], [ "And midnight councils.--I will seek the spy\nTo send to the Greek camp. If there we learn\nOf some plot hatching, on the man's return", "Sleep off its long day's labour in the field:\nThen, send a spy; find someone who will dare\nCreep to yon Argive camp. Then, if 'tis clear", "Your Greek spies came? Not one; 'tis we, behind,\nAre wounded, and some worse than wounded, blind\nForever to the sunlight. When we seek", "I, Prince!--I offer for our City's sake\nTo go disguised to the Greek ships, to make\nTheir counsels mine, and here bring word to thee.\nIf that be thy full service, I agree.", "DOLON (_to himself gazing out toward the Greek camp_).", "P. 46, l. 819. The Guard seems to think that the spies got past him when\nhe came to Hector's tent at the beginning of the play. It was really", "Advance beyond your stations, men, at some\nDistance, and stay on watch till Dolon come\nWith word of the Argives' counsel. If his vow", "Alone;\nToward Hector's quarters, as I deem, he plies\nHis message. He hath heard some tale of spies.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "a wish to fly, as Hector thinks. If so, presumably the Assembly changed\nits mind--much as it does in our Book II.--and determined to send spies.", "The glory of a chief too brave.\n A spy is best: a spy, to learn\n For what strange work those beacons burn\n All night beside the guarded wave.", "Ye gathered Trojans, sharers of my word,\nWho dares to creep through the Greek lines alone?\nWho will so help his fatherland?", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own.", "the Greek spies to pass on towards the Thracian camp by a different and\nunoccupied way, not by the way which the Guards had just taken.", "Doth lead you? From what nation do ye bring\nThis host with aid to Ilion and her king?\"\n He told me what I sought, and there I stood", "To the Argive ships. Yes, and another day,\nGuised as a wandering priest, in rags, he came\nAnd walked straight through the Gates, made loud acclaim", "The Greeks! . . . Choose any save the Atridae twain.\n\n DOLON.\n\nKill both, an it please thee. I make prayer for none.", "LEADER.\n\nMy Prince, thy words run fast. Nor thou nor I\nHave knowledge yet that the Greeks mean to fly.\n\n HECTOR.", "Behold, 'tis Paris, hasting there toward\nThis tent. Methinks he knoweth from the guard\nSome noise of prowling Argives hither blown.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "Whom will he stab a-sleeping, whom,\n The quick grey wolf, the crawling doom?\n Grant that he slay the Spartan! Nay,", "Ye workers of amazement! Have your eyes\nNo sight? Ye watch and let these Argive spies" ], [ "For spoils and armour . . . thou shalt choose at will.\n\n DOLON.\n\nNail them for trophies on some temple wall.", "How not one blow? Did we not baulk and kill\nDolon, their spy, and bear his tokens still?\nDost think the whole camp should be thine to quell?", "DOLON.\n\nI seek no mate that might look down on me.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nGood gold is ready, if that tempteth thee.", "P. 33, l. 594, Stage direction.]--They bear Dolon's \"spoils\" or\n\"tokens\": probably his wolf-skin. If they bring it with them they must", "DOLON. [vv. 172-183]\n\nPay me not now, but when the Greeks are ta'en.\n\n HECTOR.", "Advance beyond your stations, men, at some\nDistance, and stay on watch till Dolon come\nWith word of the Argives' counsel. If his vow", "DOLON (_to himself gazing out toward the Greek camp_).", "DOLON.\n\nWe live at ease and have no care for gold.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWell, Troy hath other treasures manifold.", "Sleep off its long day's labour in the field:\nThen, send a spy; find someone who will dare\nCreep to yon Argive camp. Then, if 'tis clear", "Dolon the Wolf! A wise wolf and a true!\nThy father's house was praised when first I knew\nTroy: this shall raise it twofold in our eyes.\n\n DOLON.", "Lest Dolon may have crossed him in the night\nAnd perished; 'tis so long he cometh not.", "HECTOR.\n\nWhat seeks the man? What prize more rich than all?\n\n DOLON.", "The stage directions here are of course conjectural: it does not seem\nlikely that the playwright, having made Dolon describe his wolf's", "And midnight councils.--I will seek the spy\nTo send to the Greek camp. If there we learn\nOf some plot hatching, on the man's return", "So be it: an honest rule. Do thou lay down\nWhat guerdon likes thee best--short of my crown.\n\n DOLON.", "To prove my truth. Ere dawn can touch the land\nI shall be here, and blood upon my hand.\n [_Exit_ DOLON.", "DOLON.\n\n [_He stands waiting a moment looking out into the dark._", "In our version of Homer Dolon merely wears, over his tunic, the skin of\na grey wolf. He has a leather cap and a bow. In the play he goes, as Red", "DOLON.\n\nI said before, of gold we have our fill.\n\n HECTOR.", "The Greeks! . . . Choose any save the Atridae twain.\n\n DOLON.\n\nKill both, an it please thee. I make prayer for none." ], [ "DOLON (_to himself gazing out toward the Greek camp_).", "Advance beyond your stations, men, at some\nDistance, and stay on watch till Dolon come\nWith word of the Argives' counsel. If his vow", "How not one blow? Did we not baulk and kill\nDolon, their spy, and bear his tokens still?\nDost think the whole camp should be thine to quell?", "P. 33, l. 594, Stage direction.]--They bear Dolon's \"spoils\" or\n\"tokens\": probably his wolf-skin. If they bring it with them they must", "P. 10, l. 150 ff., Dolon.]--The name is derived from _dolos_, \"craft.\"", "[DIOMEDE _takes_ DOLON's _wolf-mask off his belt and hangs\n it in_ HECTOR's _tent, then turns_.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "The Greeks! . . . Choose any save the Atridae twain.\n\n DOLON.\n\nKill both, an it please thee. I make prayer for none.", "DOLON. [vv. 172-183]\n\nPay me not now, but when the Greeks are ta'en.\n\n HECTOR.", "Dolon the Wolf! A wise wolf and a true!\nThy father's house was praised when first I knew\nTroy: this shall raise it twofold in our eyes.\n\n DOLON.", "P. 31, l. 567 ff., Odysseus and Diomedes.]--Observe how we are left\ngradually to discover that they have met and killed Dolon. They enter", "To the Argive ships. Yes, and another day,\nGuised as a wandering priest, in rags, he came\nAnd walked straight through the Gates, made loud acclaim", "In our version of Homer Dolon merely wears, over his tunic, the skin of\na grey wolf. He has a leather cap and a bow. In the play he goes, as Red", "Behold, 'tis Paris, hasting there toward\nThis tent. Methinks he knoweth from the guard\nSome noise of prowling Argives hither blown.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "The story of the play is taken straight from the Doloneia, an Epic\nrhapsody which now takes its place as the Tenth Book of the Iliad, but", "Sleep off its long day's labour in the field:\nThen, send a spy; find someone who will dare\nCreep to yon Argive camp. Then, if 'tis clear", "Yet Dolon told us Hector's couch was made\nJust here. For none but him I drew this blade.\n\n ODYSSEUS.", "The stage directions here are of course conjectural: it does not seem\nlikely that the playwright, having made Dolon describe his wolf's", "For spoils and armour . . . thou shalt choose at will.\n\n DOLON.\n\nNail them for trophies on some temple wall.", "found in his version of the Doloneia a description of fires in the Greek\ncamp, such as our Eighth Book has of those in the Trojan camp. The\nobject might be merely protection against a night attack, or it might be", "Doth lead you? From what nation do ye bring\nThis host with aid to Ilion and her king?\"\n He told me what I sought, and there I stood" ], [ "And well they nursed thee, and a king thou wast\nAnd first of Thrace in war; yea, far and near\nThrough thine own hills thy bloody chariot passed,", "In Rhesus himself--the name is said to be the Thracian form of\n_rex_[1]--we seem to have the traditional divine king of the Thracian", "Thracian king, Têreus. In a fury of vengeance on her husband she slew\ntheir only son, Itys or Itylus, and now laments him broken-hearted for", "his bloody spoils; the divine Thracian king with his round targe that\nshines by night and his horses whiter than the snow; the panic of the", "All hail, great King! A whelp indeed\n Is born in Thracia's lion fold,\n Whose leap shall make strong cities bleed.", "A THRACIAN, _the King's charioteer_.\nODYSSEUS, _a Greek chieftain, famous for craft and daring_.", "RHÊSUS, _King of Thrace, son of the River Str[^y]mon and the Muse\n of the Mountains_.", "A great and rushing noise those Thracians make,\nMarching. We, all astonied, ran to drive\nOur sheep to the upmost heights. 'Twas some Argive,", "THRACIAN.\n\nI know not who Odysseus is, nor what.\nI know it was no Greek that wounded us.\n\n HECTOR.", "And Strymon's flood, the crownèd stream of Thrace.", "My Thracians there. We turned; and all that plain\nIs trampled in a mire of Scythian slain\nPloughed by our spears, and blood of Thrace withal", "controversies of Euripides. It is simple, but spirited and in character.\nThe description of Thracian fighting again suggests personal knowledge,\nand so does the boasting. The Thracians apparently bound themselves with", "[ATHENA _vanishes; a noise of tumult is heard_.\n\n_Enter a crowd of Thracians running in confusion, in the midst\n of them_ ODYSSEUS _and_ DIOMEDE.", "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?", "Watching; and saw one gleaming like a God,\nTall in the darkness on a Thracian car.\nA plate of red gold mated, like a bar,", "To think thus pleasures thee? Well, have it thus.\n\n THRACIAN.\n\nHome, home! To die at home and rest my head!", "And near him, by his Thracian chariot bound,\nTwo snow-white coursers gleam against the wan\nMoon, like the white wing of a river swan.", "LEADER.\n\nThis needs no surmise: 'tis disaster plain\nThat comes. He speaketh of some ally slain.\n\n THRACIAN.", "Her brother sworn, her King who came\n To Ilion with his thousand sail,\n And swords, and flame!", "Woe, woe!\n The burden of the hills of Thrace!\n\n LEADER.\n\n An ally? None of Hellene race." ], [ "In Rhesus himself--the name is said to be the Thracian form of\n_rex_[1]--we seem to have the traditional divine king of the Thracian", "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "Rhesus has a dash of the Sun-god in him, the burning targe, the white\nhorses and the splendour. Like them he is a boaster and a deep drinker,", "When the Athenians began making their dangerous settlements on the coast\nof Thrace--ten thousand settlers were massacred by Rhesus's people about", "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?", "And well they nursed thee, and a king thou wast\nAnd first of Thrace in war; yea, far and near\nThrough thine own hills thy bloody chariot passed,", "Our vengeance, we shall go not to the Greek.\nWhat stranger in that darkness could have trod\nStraight to where Rhesus lay--unless some God", "He sailed, and he is here. But some despite\n'Gainst the great King now keeps him from the fight.\n\n RHESUS.\n\nWho next to him hath honour in their host?", "Of gold that filled our Shepherd's heart with joy,\nBid Rhesus welcome, as war-friend to Troy.", "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "465 B.C.: Amphipolis not fully established till 437--they found the\nlegend of Rhesus in the air, and eventually they thought it prudent to", "Rhesus's defence is apparently true, though in a modern play one would\nhave expected some explanation of the rather different story that his", "the Troad was called by her name; the poet is using local colour in\nmaking his Trojans here, and Rhesus in l. 468, speak of her. There seems", "Greece delighted in horses. Cf. those of Aeneas, Diomedes, Eumêlus, and\nRhesus himself.", "RHESUS.\n\nThese Greeks that face thee, are they not their best?\n\n HECTOR.\n\nWe seek not better. These do all we need.", "A great and rushing noise those Thracians make,\nMarching. We, all astonied, ran to drive\nOur sheep to the upmost heights. 'Twas some Argive,", "Most high Athena, well I know the sound\nOf that immortal voice. 'Tis ever found\nMy helper in great perils.--Where doth lie\nRhesus, mid all this host of Barbary?", "Yea, angered past all durance, thus to stay\nBack from thy battles. 'Twas a folk that lay\nHard on my borders, Scythians of the north;", "Was sleeping. In my sleep there came a dream.\nI seemed to see the horses--mine own team\nI had trained long since and drove at Rhesus' side--", "(Herodotus, iv. 95) and Holgar the Dane, Rhesus lies in a hidden chamber\nbeneath the earth, watching, apparently, for the day of uttermost need" ], [ "[_He makes off into the darkness._ DIOMEDE _follows, and some\n Thracians_.\n\n CAPTAIN. [vv. 690-703]", "Behold, 'tis Paris, hasting there toward\nThis tent. Methinks he knoweth from the guard\nSome noise of prowling Argives hither blown.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "To the Argive ships. Yes, and another day,\nGuised as a wandering priest, in rags, he came\nAnd walked straight through the Gates, made loud acclaim", "[DIOMEDE _takes_ DOLON's _wolf-mask off his belt and hangs\n it in_ HECTOR's _tent, then turns_.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "Alone;\nToward Hector's quarters, as I deem, he plies\nHis message. He hath heard some tale of spies.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "[_There enters a wounded man, walking with difficulty; he is the\n Thracian Charioteer who came with_ RHESUS.\n\n THRACIAN.", "Our vengeance, we shall go not to the Greek.\nWhat stranger in that darkness could have trod\nStraight to where Rhesus lay--unless some God", "Nor Paris? Little know ye what great stay\nOf help is found for Troy. This very night [vv. 599-623]\nRhesus is come; who, if he see the light", "[_They dash into the tent, swords drawn; then return._\n\n God! All empty as the grave!\n\n DIOMEDE.", "_Enter_ RHESUS _in dazzling white armour, followed by his_ [vv. 379-395]", "Most high Athena, well I know the sound\nOf that immortal voice. 'Tis ever found\nMy helper in great perils.--Where doth lie\nRhesus, mid all this host of Barbary?", "Pointed his path? They knew not, whispered not,\nRhesus had ever come. . . . 'Tis all a plot.", "[_They creep forward in silence to the entrance of_ HECTOR's\n _tent_.\n\n ODYSSEUS.\n\nNow, forward!", "P. 23, ll. 394-453, Speeches of Hector and Rhesus.]--The scene reads to\nme like a rather crude and early form of the celebrated psychological", "DIOMEDE. [vv. 624-638]", "DIOMEDE. [vv. 573-584]\n\nPhoebus. 'Twas the last sign that Dolon gave.", "[_Exeunt_ HECTOR _and_ RHESUS _and Attendants. The Guards, who\n have been below, come forward sleepily from the camp fire,\n and sit watching by_ HECTOR's _tent_.", "at the back. Presently enter_ ODYSSEUS _and_ DIOMEDE _in\n dull leather armour_, DIOMEDE _carrying at his belt_ DOLON's", "[ATHENA _vanishes; a noise of tumult is heard_.\n\n_Enter a crowd of Thracians running in confusion, in the midst\n of them_ ODYSSEUS _and_ DIOMEDE.", "Doth lead you? From what nation do ye bring\nThis host with aid to Ilion and her king?\"\n He told me what I sought, and there I stood" ], [ "presence, full of light,\" where he lies among the buried silver-veins of\nPangaion. If the uttermost need comes, doubtless he will wake again.", "Of silver-veinèd earth, hid from men's sight,\nA Man yet Spirit, he shall live in light:\nAs under far Pangaion Orpheus lies,", "(Herodotus, iv. 95) and Holgar the Dane, Rhesus lies in a hidden chamber\nbeneath the earth, watching, apparently, for the day of uttermost need", "Rhesus's defence is apparently true, though in a modern play one would\nhave expected some explanation of the rather different story that his", "RHESUS. [vv. 422-448]", "far as we can judge, continued so moving after his death. If the\n_Rhesus_ is a post-classical play it can hardly be honest fourth-century", "_The date and authorship of the play are unknown; it probably\nbelongs to the Fifth Century B.C., and is attributed to Euripides._\n\n\n\n\n RHESUS", "RHESUS.\n\nWhen these are beaten, then, we have done the deed.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nLose not thy path watching a distant view.", "RHESUS. [vv. 510-529]", "He comes from Thrace, the River Strymon's son.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nRhesus! Not Rhesus, here on Trojan soil?", "Rhesus has a dash of the Sun-god in him, the burning targe, the white\nhorses and the splendour. Like them he is a boaster and a deep drinker,", "In Rhesus himself--the name is said to be the Thracian form of\n_rex_[1]--we seem to have the traditional divine king of the Thracian", "How can I live? Lost, and my master slain.\n\n HECTOR.\n\nMy house will shelter thee and heal thy pain.\n\n THRACIAN.", "Where now his father prays alone:\n Yea, grant that, when the Greeks are slain,\n Our wolf shall mount with scourge and rein", "RHESUS.\n\nThou seem'st content to suffer, not to do?\n\n HECTOR.", "There, lift him.--Bear him to my house. Take pains,\nIf care can do it, that the man complains\nNo more of Troy.--Ye others, bear withal", "Pointed his path? They knew not, whispered not,\nRhesus had ever come. . . . 'Tis all a plot.", "P. 23, ll. 394-453, Speeches of Hector and Rhesus.]--The scene reads to\nme like a rather crude and early form of the celebrated psychological", "Nor Paris? Little know ye what great stay\nOf help is found for Troy. This very night [vv. 599-623]\nRhesus is come; who, if he see the light", "_Re-enter_ HECTOR.\n\n RHESUS." ], [ "And they, they got the bridles in their hand\nAnd fled. . . . Ah! Ah! This pain. I cannot stand.\n [_The Guards catch him as he reels, and lay him on", "Good charioteer of that ill-fortuned king,\nSuspect us not. 'Tis Greeks have done this thing.\nBut yonder Hector comes. He hath been shown\nThe foul deed, and thy sorrows are his own.", "Your Greek spies came? Not one; 'tis we, behind,\nAre wounded, and some worse than wounded, blind\nForever to the sunlight. When we seek", "LEADER.\n\nHector, thou hearest. We were guiltless here,\nAnd falsely spake that Thracian charioteer.\n\n HECTOR.", "With no clear tale to speak,\n To spread this turmoil through a host\n That lies in harness--do ye all\n Know nothing?--out against the wall", "SHEPHERD.\n\nThou hast guessed. That eases me of half my toil.\n\n HECTOR.", "My master, verily, I am innocent utterly,\nBuild not such wrath against me, Lord, nor harden\n Thy heart; let Time be judge; and if in deed", "[_His eye falls on the_ CAPTAIN.\n Who bears the blame\nOf this but thou? Thou wast the watcher set", "He stabs his friends. He prays them earnestly,\nPrays them to come; they came and they are dead.\nA cleaner man was Paris, when he fled", "Two thieves, I thought, from the great host that lay\nRound us. They never answered, and, for me,\nI said no more but turned and presently", "P. 46, l. 819. The Guard seems to think that the spies got past him when\nhe came to Hector's tent at the beginning of the play. It was really", "[_As the song ends_ DOLON _reappears, in the disguise of a wolf. The\n Guards gather round him, bidding him godspeed as he crawls off in", "(_The dash -- in these passages indicates a new speaker._)", "To prove my truth. Ere dawn can touch the land\nI shall be here, and blood upon my hand.\n [_Exit_ DOLON.", "Rascal thieves, the sort that crawl\nAnd vex an army in the dark!\n\n CAPTAIN.\n\n Ho, this way! Follow! This way all!", "With his host's wife. He was no murderer.\n Profess not thou that any Greek was there\nTo fall on us. What Greek could pass the screen", "What will he say?--He will suspect.--Suspect?\n What evil? What should make you fear?-- [vv. 725-737]", "No. 'Tis some horse tied to the chariot rail\nThat clanks his chain.--My heart began to fail\nA moment, till I heard the horse's champ.\n\n [_They steal on further, keeping in the shadow._", "[_One party of Guards lifts carefully the wounded_ THRACIAN\n _and goes off bearing him: another departs with the message\n to Troy_.\n\n CHORUS.", "Save thine. It needs more play, and better feigned,\nTo hide from me that thou hast slain thy friend\nBy craft, to steal his horses.--That is why" ], [ "In our version of Homer Dolon merely wears, over his tunic, the skin of\na grey wolf. He has a leather cap and a bow. In the play he goes, as Red", "P. 33, l. 594, Stage direction.]--They bear Dolon's \"spoils\" or\n\"tokens\": probably his wolf-skin. If they bring it with them they must", "The stage directions here are of course conjectural: it does not seem\nlikely that the playwright, having made Dolon describe his wolf's", "_During the following lines_ HECTOR _goes to his tent to get\n his shield, and as he enters sees_ DOLON's _bloody wolf-skin", "[_As the song ends_ DOLON _reappears, in the disguise of a wolf. The\n Guards gather round him, bidding him godspeed as he crawls off in", "early vase-painter Euphronius (about 500 B.C.), in which Dolon wears a\ntight-fitting hairy skin with a long tail. The plan can of course only", "DOLON.\n\n [_He stands waiting a moment looking out into the dark._", "Indian spies used to go, actually disguised as a wolf, on all fours in a\ncomplete wolf-skin. The same version is found on the Munich cylix of the", "My arms fit in the forepaws, like a sheath,\nMy thighs in the hinder parts. No Greek shall tell\n'Tis not a wolf that walks, half visible,", "Dolon the Wolf! A wise wolf and a true!\nThy father's house was praised when first I knew\nTroy: this shall raise it twofold in our eyes.\n\n DOLON.", "carrying, as far as we can make out, a wolf-skin that looks like his:\nthey had evidently spoken to him, ll. 572, 575: it _is_ his and they", "[DIOMEDE _takes_ DOLON's _wolf-mask off his belt and hangs\n it in_ HECTOR's _tent, then turns_.\n\n DIOMEDE.", "LEADER. [vv. 204-223]\n\nWhat other raiment wilt thou need than this?\n\n DOLON.", "DOLON (_to himself gazing out toward the Greek camp_).", "[_A lean dark man pushes forward from the back._\n\n DOLON.", "For spoils and armour . . . thou shalt choose at will.\n\n DOLON.\n\nNail them for trophies on some temple wall.", "Lest Dolon may have crossed him in the night\nAnd perished; 'tis so long he cometh not.", "A grey wolf's hide\nShall wrap my body close on either side;\nMy head shall be the mask of gleaming teeth,", "Huddled in rags that hung\n Covering just the sword\n Hid in his mantle's pleat;\n His face grimed and scored,", "Advance beyond your stations, men, at some\nDistance, and stay on watch till Dolon come\nWith word of the Argives' counsel. If his vow" ] ]

[ "What announcement made the mother of Rhesus after he was killed?", "Where will Rhessus live after he ressurected and become inmortal?", "Who was Rhessus?", "What does Rolon did to deceive the greeks when he went to spy them?", "Which were the protagonists that killed Dolon?", "What does the Trojan guards saw on the Greek camp while they where doing their duty?", "Waht was Rhessus excuse for arriving late to help Hector?", "What did Odysseus took when Diomedes killed Rhessus and the others in their sleeping quarter?", "Who Rhessus's men blamed for his death?", "Why was the king of Thrace, Rhesus, delayed in coming to Hector's aid?", "What animal does Dolon disguise himself as to spy on the Greeks?", "Who ultimately kills Rhesus?", "What mythical being was Rhesus' mother?", "Who did the Trojans first blame for Rhesus' death?", "What bargain does Dolon strike with Hector in exchange for spying on the Greeks?", "Why were Odysseus and Diomedes instructed not to kill Hector?", "What action does Aeneas dissuade Hector from completing?", "Who stole Rhesus' horses?", "Who suggest that they spy on the Greek camp?", "Who volunteers to spy on the Greeks?", "What does Dolon want in exchange for spying?", "How does Dolon intend to trick the Greeks?", "Who is the king of Thrace?", "Who attacked Rhesus' kingdom?", "Who guides Diomeses into Rhesus' quarters?", "When Rhesus is resurrected, where will he live?", "Who exposes the guilty parties?", "What animal skin is Dolon wearing?" ]

[ [ "That Rhessus will be resurrected and become inmortal.", "That he will be resurrected and become immortal." ], [ "He will live in an underground cave.", "In an underground cave." ], [ "The king of Trace.", "The king of Thrace" ], [ "He wear the skin of a wolf and walked in all fours.", "wore a wolf skin and walked on all fours" ], [ "Odysseus and Diomedes", "Odysseus and Diomedes" ], [ "They saw bright fire", "bright fires" ], [ "He was defending his own land from the attacks of the Scythians.", "he had to defend his own land" ], [ "Their horses", "took his prized horses" ], [ "They balmed Hector", "Hector" ], [ "He was defending his kingdom from Scythians.", "He was defending his lands from the Scythians" ], [ "A wolf.", "Wolf" ], [ " Diomedes.", "Diomedes" ], [ "One of the nine muses.", "a muse" ], [ "Hector.", "Hector" ], [ "Hector agrees to give Dolon his prized horses.", "He will get Achilles's horse after the war is over. " ], [ "Athena told them they were not destined to kill him.", "they were not destined to" ], [ "A call to arms against the Greek encampment. ", "A call to arms." ], [ "Odysseus.", "Odysseus" ], [ "Aeneas", "Aeneas" ], [ "Dolon", "Dolan" ], [ "Achilles' horse", "Achilles' horse. " ], [ "By walkinig on all fours", "wearing the skin of a wolf and walking on all fours" ], [ "Rhesus", "Rhesus" ], [ "The Scythians", "odysseus" ], [ "Athena", "Athena" ], [ "In an underground cave", "In an underground cave." ], [ "The mother of Rhesus", "Hector" ], [ "The skin of a wolf", "A wolf skin" ] ]

[ [ "It is apparent that he is trying to pull Jeff out of the \n wheelchair. Jeff fights him off.\n\n The wheelchair crashes over, spilling Jeff to the floor.", "Jeff is seated by the window in his wheelchair. He is talking \n on the telephone while his eyes are still on the neighborhood. \n There is a touch of urgency in his voice.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n He quickly turns his wheelchair around to the window until \n he is in profile.", "What he has observed seems to give Jeff an idea. He moves \n his wheelchair backward and to the left alongside the side", "A big head of Jeff. He is still in his wheelchair, sound \n asleep. The CAMERA PANS off his face, out through the window.", "She swings the wheelchair around abruptly to face her.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Jeff starts to protest.", "Jeff sits in his wheelchair, looking quietly out at the \n neighborhood, sleep beginning to take hold on him again.\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - LONG SHOT", "The CAMERA PANS past Jeff who is asleep in his wheelchair \n facing away from the window. CAMERA MOVES DOWN to the lower", "Jeff is sitting on the wheelchair near the bar, a drink in \n his hand. He starts to take a sip from the glass, when Lisa", "SHOOTING TOWARDS the big window, with the neighborhood beyond, \n Jeff is as usual seated in his wheelchair on the left of the \n window, but now turned toward a newcomer.", "Jeff's chair is turned facing the window so that we see the \n darkened room behind him. There is just one side light \n burning, which illuminates the side of his face.", "Jeff is staring out, gripping his chair tightly. There is a \n touch of desperation on his face. He looks down at the", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Stella and Jeff watching intently. He is feeling down \n alongside his wheelchair for his binoculars.", "Jeff turns his wheelchair halfway around as Lisa and Stella \n start quickly for the door, THE CAMERA PANNING THEM across \n the room. They pause at the sound of Jeff's voice.", "Jeff in his chair, facing the window, Stella beside him. \n Jeff nearly knocks the startled Stella off her feet with his \n arm.", "Jeff's attention is suddenly diverted to himself. His leg, \n under the cast, begins itching. He squirms, tries to move", "Jeff lowers the glasses. His look is sober. Lisa stands behind \n him, one hand on the back of the wheelchair. She, too, is", "Jeff ejects a bulb, puts his last bulb into the flash holder. \n He tries to move the wheelchair a little further away from \n Thorwald. Then he raises the flash holder again.", "themselves beneath him. They are knocked to the ground as \n Jeff's fall tumbles both of them. After Jeff hits, he lies \n still, twisted over to one side.", "He is sitting in an Everest and Jennings wheelchair." ], [ "Lisa's hands. His head slowly turns, and he looks right up -- \n directly into the lens. Suddenly he becomes aware that Lisa \n is signaling to someone who is watching him.", "Lisa, with sarcasm.", "LISA\n (As she moves)\n Reading from top to bottom --\n (Light on)\n Lisa --", "His head moves back to Lisa as she answers with a touch of \n pride in her voice.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Lisa and Jeff. She replies with some sarcasm.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Lisa moves toward a nearby lamp.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT\n\n Lisa turns in the half-opened door.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Lisa, from Jeff's viewpoint.", "LISA\n (Stands up; deadpan)\n Weird.\n (She does a complete", "Lisa starts to rise from the divan, THE CAMERA PANNING UP. \n She moves away from THE CAMERA into the center of the room, \n as she says:", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Lisa stands, listening, entranced.", "Lisa stretches herself out on the divan. Her head rest on \n the cushion at the far end, and she instinctively falls into \n an attractive pose. However, her expression is disturbed as \n she watches Jeff.", "Suddenly Lisa comes into the picture from the left. She is \n carrying a white envelope. She stops, waves her hands at", "both hands, and by the wrists jerks her to her feet. He is \n talking viciously to her. We can hear Lisa calling out \n faintly: \"Jeff! Jeff!\"", "Lisa half looks up and out the window. She opens her mouth \n to answer, but a new look overtakes her face. It is concern,", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Lisa looks down at Jeff.", "further around to his right. He is looking directly at Lisa \n who is out of our sight in the corner of the bedroom. He \n holds out the bag, and without moving, starts to question", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Lisa pauses in the act of gathering her things together.", "Lisa comes in, panting and flushed. She stands a second at \n the door, catching her breath, but smiling with the pleasure \n of sampling danger and escaping unharmed.", "LISA\n Wasn't that close?\n\n JEFF\n (Off)\n Too close.\n\n She comes down the stairs." ], [ "Finally Stella blurts out:", "Beyond him Stella looms large and powerful-looking.\n\n JEFF\n I think you're right. There is going \n to be some trouble around here.", "STELLA\n Poor girl. Someday she'll find her \n happiness.\n\n JEFF\n And some man will lose his.", "STELLA\n I wonder.\n\n JEFF\n What?", "and rests on the side. THE CAMERA LENS PANS up just in time \n to catch Stella turning up to Jeff. She throws out a helpless", "Stella moves toward the door quickly. Jeff turns quickly \n over his shoulder to watch her. She is already going up the \n steps.\n\n JEFF\n Stella, don't do anything reckless!", "JEFF\n Stella!", "Stella staring out, tense, frightened. Then her expression \n changes sharply as she looks slightly to the left.\n\n STELLA\n There they are.\n\n Jeff looks up quickly.", "STELLA\n A Federal offense.\n\n JEFF\n (Sharply)\n Get back there! He'll see you!", "STELLA\n When I married Myles, we were both \n maladjusted misfits. We still are. \n And we've loved every minute of it.", "STELLA\n (Quietly)\n Window shopper.\n\n He freezes, turns slowly to look up at her.\n\n FADE OUT:", "We get a glimpse of Stella behind him. He is watching:\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - CAMERA SHOT", "STELLA\n (A startled whisper)\n What is it? What's the matter?\n\n Jeff keeps his eyes trained on the window.", "STELLA\n Thank heaven that's over!\n\n JEFF\n I have a feeling we've just begun.", "STELLA McGAFFERY comes in. She is a husky, unhandsome, dark-\n haired woman who is dressed like a district nurse, with dark", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - CLOSEUP\n\n Stella goes on with her work.", "STELLA\n Eyes bloodshot. Must have been staring \n out the window for hours.\n\n JEFF\n I was.", "STELLA\n Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Great \n conversationalist.", "Stella, following his pointing finger, gets a piggy bank \n down from a shelf on the sideboard. He takes it, cracks it", "STELLA\n (Scoffing)\n Intelligence! Nothing has caused the \n human race more trouble. Modern \n marriage!\n\n Jeff swings his chair back to look at her." ], [ "He hangs up, and just as he does, Jeff looks toward Thorwald's \n apartment. He rolls forward to the window.\n\n He seems a little puzzled by what he sees.", "Jeff turns his attention back to Thorwald, but gives up any \n attempt at listening. He lift the long-focus lens up to his \n eyes again.", "He lowers the lens, and we see Jeff's eyes travel across the \n screen, as he imagines Thorwald's progression. Then sharpening", "JEFF\n You did it, Thorwald! You did it!\n\n Suddenly Thorwald turns and dashes down the corridor.", "Jeff seems to be getting a bit listless, or bored, by \n constantly watching Thorwald's apartment. His eyes sort of \n stray around the neighborhood, and end up looking toward:", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff lowers the camera quickly. He picks up the phone and \n dials a number, still keeping his eyes on Thorwald.", "An angry Jeff is staring, and trying to penetrate the semi-\n darkness of Thorwald's room. Then he bends his head forward \n in despair, and after a brief moment speaks:", "Jeff scratches the side of his chin, studies Thorwald's \n apartment as if he might see some small clue as to where the", "Jeff lowers his camera lens and edges his chair forward in \n an effort to hear what Thorwald is saying. But a sudden rise", "JEFF\n Quick. Take a look. Thorwald's getting \n ready to pull out for good!\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Jeff doesn't answer. Thorwald steps to the top of the stairs, \n and is now somewhat visible. He looks tall and huge and \n explosive.", "Thorwald starts to move threateningly for Jeff.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Jeff and Stella look back to Thorwald's apartment. Jeff has \n the receiver to his ear, and the buzzer can be heard on \n filter.", "Lisa is seen turning the corner, and approaching Thorwald's \n door on tiptoe.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Jeff doesn't answer. His eyes watch Thorwald. He licks his \n lip with nervous tension and grips the flash holder.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT", "Jeff and gestures her intention to enter Thorwald's apartment. \n She turns and dashes toward Thorwald's fire escape as Stella \n makes a fruitless grab to restrain her.", "Lisa is not looking in the same direction as Jeff. All during \n this, she has been staring out at Thorwald's apartment. Now \n her eyes are looking at the apartment underneath. She murmurs \n to Jeff:", "Thorwald suddenly looks out at the neighborhood. He realizes \n that somebody might be watching him. He drags her across the", "Jeff frantically grabs for the upright window frame, wrapping \n his arms around it. Thorwald shoves the rest of his body \n over the windowsill.", "Jeff lowers the long-focus lens to get a more comprehensive \n view of Thorwald's apartment and corridor outside.\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT" ], [ "JEFF\n It's probably nothing important -- \n just a little neighborhood murder, \n that's all. As a matter of fact, I \n did say \"murder\".", "JEFF\n Something -- that if I'm right -- \n might solve a murder.\n\n He looks back through the viewer.", "An angry Jeff is staring, and trying to penetrate the semi-\n darkness of Thorwald's room. Then he bends his head forward \n in despair, and after a brief moment speaks:", "Jeff frowns at the double sound, and raises his voice a \n little. He continues the conversation which has been heard \n all through the previous scene.", "JEFF\n Tell him not to waste time calling. \n To get over here soon as he can. I \n think Thorwald's pulling out tonight.", "Jeff, hanging from his windowsill. He loses his grip and \n plunges down into the patio below. Two detectives throw", "JEFF\n (Interrupting)\n Then where is she -- in the ice box?\n\n DOYLE\n (Continues)\n -- until yesterday morning.", "JEFF\n He knows.\n (As an after-thought)\n Don't worry, Tess. It's a man.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff lowers the camera quickly. He picks up the phone and \n dials a number, still keeping his eyes on Thorwald.", "JEFF\n (Interrupting)\n Be quiet! Shhh!\n (Pause)\n He's coming back!", "We hear the sound of the receiver picked up, and Jeff starting \n to dial New York Police. At this moment, from the song-", "JEFF\n (Interrupting)\n I know what you told me! She went in \n to get evidence, and she came out \n with it.", "The pleasantness on Jeff's face slowly melts into baffled \n discouragement. He reaches for a nearby phone picks up the \n receiver, dials. It buzzes on filter.\n\n Receiver up on filter.", "JEFF\n A man is assaulting a woman at one \n two five west ninth street. Second \n floor rear. Make it fast.\n\n POLICE\n Your name?", "JEFF\n Because everything that man's done \n has been suspicious. Trips at night", "She begins putting her equipment back into her black bag. \n Jeff's eyes lift to the salesman's apartment, and the \n amusement drains from his face. He leans forward a little, \n tensely.", "Startled, both Jeff and Lisa move quickly for the window -- \n Lisa lifting the blinds up. The long scream subsides into \n near-hysterical sobbing.", "JEFF\n You did it, Thorwald! You did it!\n\n Suddenly Thorwald turns and dashes down the corridor.", "JEFF\n (Coldly)\n Thanks.\n\n DOYLE\n We know the wife is gone. I'll see \n if I can find out where.", "Jeff is seated in the dark, his face lit by the faint glow \n from the distant street. He is looking out of the window \n tensely, as THE CAMERA MOVES IN, until he is in big profile." ], [ "Jeff smiles a little, but as the howl continues, his \n expressions sobers. His eyes begin to scan the neighborhood,", "JEFF\n It's probably nothing important -- \n just a little neighborhood murder, \n that's all. As a matter of fact, I \n did say \"murder\".", "JEFF\n (Talking fast)\n A fact! Last night he killed a dog", "STELLA\n Mrs. Thorwald?\n\n JEFF\n Uh-uh. The dog. I think I know now \n why Thorwald killed it.", "Jeff seems to be getting a bit listless, or bored, by \n constantly watching Thorwald's apartment. His eyes sort of \n stray around the neighborhood, and end up looking toward:", "Doyle and Lisa rush over to Jeff. There is an audible\n\n SOUND of shock in the neighborhood as Jeff has fallen -- \n various oh's, ah's, and possibly a stifled scream or two.", "Startled, both Jeff and Lisa move quickly for the window -- \n Lisa lifting the blinds up. The long scream subsides into \n near-hysterical sobbing.", "An angry Jeff is staring, and trying to penetrate the semi-\n darkness of Thorwald's room. Then he bends his head forward \n in despair, and after a brief moment speaks:", "Jeff, hanging from his windowsill. He loses his grip and \n plunges down into the patio below. Two detectives throw", "Jeff opens his mouth to speak, but no words come out, as his \n attention is focused on:\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT", "A little annoyed at the interruption, Jeff turns to look at \n the studio apartment.\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT", "Jeff rubs his chin thoughtfully. Stella is scanning the \n neighborhood. We hear a radio, or a television show, off; \n and there is distant, rhythmic music coming from the cafe on \n Thorwald's street.", "Jeff returns to the window. He lights a cigarette and smokes \n it peacefully, as he contemplates the neighborhood.\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT", "EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - MEDIUM LONG SHOT\n\n Jeff, as seen from Doyle's angle, hanging, somehow weathering \n Thorwald's insane attack.", "Jeff scratches the side of his chin, studies Thorwald's \n apartment as if he might see some small clue as to where the", "Jeff doesn't answer. Thorwald steps to the top of the stairs, \n and is now somewhat visible. He looks tall and huge and \n explosive.", "Jeff frowns at the double sound, and raises his voice a \n little. He continues the conversation which has been heard \n all through the previous scene.", "Jeff turns his attention back to Thorwald, but gives up any \n attempt at listening. He lift the long-focus lens up to his \n eyes again.", "JEFF\n (Interrupting)\n Be quiet! Shhh!\n (Pause)\n He's coming back!", "JEFF\n You did it, Thorwald! You did it!\n\n Suddenly Thorwald turns and dashes down the corridor." ], [ "In the corridor above, Thorwald returns, frustrated. He comes \n out onto the fire escape directly above Lisa. She is aware \n of him, and immediately retreats into the doorway. She", "triumphantly to show him the jewelry she has discovered. At \n this point, Thorwald appears coming along the corridor of \n his apartment house! Lisa is completely unaware of his", "moment, and then push the buzzer insistently. Inside the \n apartment, lights go on, and Thorwald is in the center of \n the room looking toward the door. Lisa staggers away from", "Lisa is seen turning the corner, and approaching Thorwald's \n door on tiptoe.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Thorwald at the door, unlocking it with his key. We see that \n Lisa has heard the sound, and looks toward the door, all but \n frozen with alarm. The Policeman on the phone repeats with \n studied irritation:", "Lisa suddenly appears at the ground floor door below \n Thorwald's. She hides, pressing back against the wall tensely.", "Doyle, Lisa, Stella and the two detectives, crossing \n Thorwald's yard, see Jeff going out the window. Lisa is \n panicked.\n\n LISA\n Jeff! Jeff!", "Lisa has climbed over the wall and is helping Stella down \n into Thorwald's yard. The shovel is lying on the ground beside \n Lisa. Jeff's conversation continues over the action of the \n two women.", "Two detectives appear behind Thorwald and grab him. The \n startled Thorwald stops his attack on Jeff as he looks wildly \n around to find the source of his new attack.", "Lisa is not looking in the same direction as Jeff. All during \n this, she has been staring out at Thorwald's apartment. Now \n her eyes are looking at the apartment underneath. She murmurs \n to Jeff:", "JEFF\n My Lisa. She went into Thorwald's \n apartment, and he came back. The \n only way I could get her out was to \n call the police.", "away. Thorwald moves rapidly toward the door. He bends down, \n scoops up the letter, and examines it briefly. Lisa is just", "The first policeman indicates that Lisa is to come along \n with him. He pauses momentarily to tell the second policeman \n to take a statement from Thorwald about the attempted", "Lisa approaches the door of Thorwald's apartment. The salesman \n comes into the living room. He finds a package of cigarettes,", "Lisa glances up to Thorwald's apartment. She turns and \n gestures some instructions to Stella. Then she looks up at", "He points to the window. She makes one more step toward the \n door, but Thorwald reaches out quickly and grabs her by the", "JEFF\n Maybe I can get Thorwald out of the \n apartment.\n\n Lisa hands him the book.", "Jeff and gestures her intention to enter Thorwald's apartment. \n She turns and dashes toward Thorwald's fire escape as Stella \n makes a fruitless grab to restrain her.", "We see Lisa start to excuse her presence in the same manner \n she used with Thorwald previously, as if to say she came", "LISA\n All day long I've tried to keep my \n mind on work.\n\n JEFF\n Thinking about Thorwald?" ], [ "Thorwald starts to move threateningly for Jeff.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI LONG SHOT\n\n Jeff tries to be pleasant, and offhand.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n There is a sigh of relief from both of them.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n After a moment of silence, Jeff says earnestly:", "He enters his apartment.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n The open overnight case with its displayed lingerie.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT\n\n A vision of Jeff and the apartment as seen by Thorwald.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Thorwald smashes at Jeff's arms and hands. Jeff's grip begins \n to slip.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n The door. No doubt about it, black.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff is resentful of Doyle's comments to Lisa.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Jeff and Stella. He drops the camera into his lap.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSE SHOT", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSE SHOT", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSE SHOT", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSE SHOT", "JEFF\n Lisa! Look out! He's coming!\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff and Lisa deadpan.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff turns and looks up to Lisa with a grin." ], [ "It is apparent that he is trying to pull Jeff out of the \n wheelchair. Jeff fights him off.\n\n The wheelchair crashes over, spilling Jeff to the floor.", "Jeff is seated by the window in his wheelchair. He is talking \n on the telephone while his eyes are still on the neighborhood. \n There is a touch of urgency in his voice.", "What he has observed seems to give Jeff an idea. He moves \n his wheelchair backward and to the left alongside the side", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n He quickly turns his wheelchair around to the window until \n he is in profile.", "Jeff sits in his wheelchair, looking quietly out at the \n neighborhood, sleep beginning to take hold on him again.\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - LONG SHOT", "A big head of Jeff. He is still in his wheelchair, sound \n asleep. The CAMERA PANS off his face, out through the window.", "She swings the wheelchair around abruptly to face her.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Jeff starts to protest.", "The CAMERA PANS past Jeff who is asleep in his wheelchair \n facing away from the window. CAMERA MOVES DOWN to the lower", "Jeff is sitting on the wheelchair near the bar, a drink in \n his hand. He starts to take a sip from the glass, when Lisa", "SHOOTING TOWARDS the big window, with the neighborhood beyond, \n Jeff is as usual seated in his wheelchair on the left of the \n window, but now turned toward a newcomer.", "Jeff turns his wheelchair halfway around as Lisa and Stella \n start quickly for the door, THE CAMERA PANNING THEM across \n the room. They pause at the sound of Jeff's voice.", "Jeff's chair is turned facing the window so that we see the \n darkened room behind him. There is just one side light \n burning, which illuminates the side of his face.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Stella and Jeff watching intently. He is feeling down \n alongside his wheelchair for his binoculars.", "Jeff is staring out, gripping his chair tightly. There is a \n touch of desperation on his face. He looks down at the", "Jeff's attention is suddenly diverted to himself. His leg, \n under the cast, begins itching. He squirms, tries to move", "themselves beneath him. They are knocked to the ground as \n Jeff's fall tumbles both of them. After Jeff hits, he lies \n still, twisted over to one side.", "Jeff lowers the glasses. His look is sober. Lisa stands behind \n him, one hand on the back of the wheelchair. She, too, is", "Jeff in his chair, facing the window, Stella beside him. \n Jeff nearly knocks the startled Stella off her feet with his \n arm.", "Jeff ejects a bulb, puts his last bulb into the flash holder. \n He tries to move the wheelchair a little further away from \n Thorwald. Then he raises the flash holder again.", "She gives a low. Warm laugh, and the CAMERA PULLS BACK to \n show that Lisa has been bending over Jeff's wheelchair from" ], [ "JEFF\n (Nods agreement)\n Miss Lonely Hearts. At least that's \n something you'll never have to worry \n about.", "She indicates the song-writer's apartment. Miss Lonely Hearts \n turns, looks up at the studio apartment a moment, then looks \n up at Miss Torso.", "EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - DUSK - CAMERA SHOT\n\n The long-focus lens brings Miss Lonely Hearts into an enlarged \n picture which reveals details we have not previously noticed.", "At the bottom of the picture, Miss Lonely Hearts is still \n listening to the music, while in the apartment above Lisa \n appears into the living room from behind the doorway that", "We are now given a waist-high shot as the focus is adjustment \n by Jeff. The figure is that of Miss Lonely Hearts. She seems", "Miss Lonely Hearts is standing in the yard outside her \n apartment, looking up to the porch of Miss Torso. The ballet \n dancer is in high heels and a fresh summer dress.", "The husband leans over the fire-escape, and motions Miss \n Lonely Hearts to place the dog in the basket, which is already \n lowered.", "JEFF\n Speaking of misery, Miss Lonely Hearts \n drank herself to sleep again. Alone.", "We follow the basket down to the yard which brings Miss Lonely \n Heart's apartment into view. She is wearing a Kelly Green \n suit, and is seated at her dressing table. She seems to be", "Miss Lonely Hearts is sitting on the sofa, writing a note \n with a pad on her knee. Next to her, on the table, the pills \n are still in evidence.", "In the songwriter's apartment we see the songwriter with a \n guest -- Miss Lonely Hearts. Both in dress and manner she", "Miss Lonely Hearts' apartment. She has opened a small brown \n bottle, and taken out four red capsules which she places on \n the white table cloth of her little table.", "MISS LONELY HEARTS\n (Nods yes)\n I'm glad I was here when he played \n it.", "EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Miss Lonely Hearts is in the act of popping an envelope up \n against the table lamp on the table next to the sofa.", "A light has gone on in Miss Lonely Hearts' apartment.", "Miss Lonely Hearts comes running out of the basement door. \n She goes directly to the dog, picks it up in her arms. Then \n she slowly turns and looks up at the sobbing woman above", "The street intersection. Some traffic, mostly pedestrian. \n Miss Lonely Hearts still sitting at the cafe table, alone. \n Drinking. There is no sign of Thorwald.", "leads to the bedroom. She looks across to the source of the \n music. She is as arrested by the melody as Miss Lonely Hearts. \n Then looking across to Jeff, she holds up her hands", "LONELY HEARTS\n (Her voice clear)\n It's dead! It's been strangled and \n the neck is broken!\n\n SEMI-LONG SHOT", "He is L. B. JEFFERIES. A tall, lean, energetic thirty five, \n his face long and serious-looking at rest, is in other" ], [ "He starts to go out the door, and closes it behind him.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - SEMI-LONG SHOT", "She turns out the lights behind her.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Jeff, smiles, and then hurries on. The lens slowly pans to \n the right and stops on Miss Torso's apartment. She is standing", "She moves away behind him, into the kitchen.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "She finds nothing.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff now looks out to see what has happened to the old lady, \n and the man with the flowers.", "She turns around, and goes right back into the kitchen.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Thorwald starts to move threateningly for Jeff.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Continues smiling as she close the door softly behind her.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n After a moment of silence, Jeff says earnestly:", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n The open overnight case with its displayed lingerie.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n There is a sigh of relief from both of them.", "She gets up from Jeff's lap, and puts the overnight case on \n the table. Open. She goes to the window, and looks toward \n the song-writers' apartment. Jeff turns with her.", "Jeff's attention is concentrated on an apartment we have not \n seen before. This belongs to a single woman, about forty \n years of age. She lives alone. Her apartment is below that \n of the salesman with the invalid wife.", "He hangs up, and just as he does, Jeff looks toward Thorwald's \n apartment. He rolls forward to the window.\n\n He seems a little puzzled by what he sees.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n The door. No doubt about it, black.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT\n\n A vision of Jeff and the apartment as seen by Thorwald.", "Lisa is seen turning the corner, and approaching Thorwald's \n door on tiptoe.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Again the bacon stops before is reaches Jeff's mouth.", "FADE OUT:\n\n FADE IN:\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAWN - CLOSEUP" ], [ "JEFF\n You did it, Thorwald! You did it!\n\n Suddenly Thorwald turns and dashes down the corridor.", "An angry Jeff is staring, and trying to penetrate the semi-\n darkness of Thorwald's room. Then he bends his head forward \n in despair, and after a brief moment speaks:", "Jeff turns his attention back to Thorwald, but gives up any \n attempt at listening. He lift the long-focus lens up to his \n eyes again.", "Thorwald starts to move threateningly for Jeff.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Jeff lowers his camera lens and edges his chair forward in \n an effort to hear what Thorwald is saying. But a sudden rise", "Jeff doesn't answer. Thorwald steps to the top of the stairs, \n and is now somewhat visible. He looks tall and huge and \n explosive.", "JEFF\n Quick. Take a look. Thorwald's getting \n ready to pull out for good!\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff lowers the camera quickly. He picks up the phone and \n dials a number, still keeping his eyes on Thorwald.", "He hangs up, and just as he does, Jeff looks toward Thorwald's \n apartment. He rolls forward to the window.\n\n He seems a little puzzled by what he sees.", "Jeff scratches the side of his chin, studies Thorwald's \n apartment as if he might see some small clue as to where the", "He lowers the lens, and we see Jeff's eyes travel across the \n screen, as he imagines Thorwald's progression. Then sharpening", "JEFF\n (Off, half-aloud)\n Go ahead, Thorwald -- pick it up.", "Lisa is seen turning the corner, and approaching Thorwald's \n door on tiptoe.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Jeff seems to be getting a bit listless, or bored, by \n constantly watching Thorwald's apartment. His eyes sort of \n stray around the neighborhood, and end up looking toward:", "Jeff and Stella look back to Thorwald's apartment. Jeff has \n the receiver to his ear, and the buzzer can be heard on \n filter.", "Thorwald has advanced to the middle of the room, his eyes on \n Jeff and his hands clenching with the effort to control his \n anger.", "Jeff and gestures her intention to enter Thorwald's apartment. \n She turns and dashes toward Thorwald's fire escape as Stella \n makes a fruitless grab to restrain her.", "Jeff frantically grabs for the upright window frame, wrapping \n his arms around it. Thorwald shoves the rest of his body \n over the windowsill.", "JEFF\n Tell him not to waste time calling. \n To get over here soon as he can. I \n think Thorwald's pulling out tonight.", "Jeff doesn't answer. His eyes watch Thorwald. He licks his \n lip with nervous tension and grips the flash holder.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT" ], [ "A little annoyed at the interruption, Jeff turns to look at \n the studio apartment.\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT", "Jeff frowns at the double sound, and raises his voice a \n little. He continues the conversation which has been heard \n all through the previous scene.", "Jeff smiles a little, but as the howl continues, his \n expressions sobers. His eyes begin to scan the neighborhood,", "Jeff, in near panic, shouts in anguish!\n\n JEFF\n Lisa! Lisa!", "EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT\n\n At that moment, a man appears leaning out of Jeff's window. \n He looks down to the patio.", "Jeff opens his mouth to speak, but no words come out, as his \n attention is focused on:\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT", "JEFF\n (Interrupting)\n Look!\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT", "EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT\n\n As Thorwald dashes down the corridor, we hear Jeff's voice. \n He cries out instinctively, but almost to himself:", "Doyle and Lisa rush over to Jeff. There is an audible\n\n SOUND of shock in the neighborhood as Jeff has fallen -- \n various oh's, ah's, and possibly a stifled scream or two.", "Startled, both Jeff and Lisa move quickly for the window -- \n Lisa lifting the blinds up. The long scream subsides into \n near-hysterical sobbing.", "EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - MEDIUM LONG SHOT\n\n Jeff, as seen from Doyle's angle, hanging, somehow weathering \n Thorwald's insane attack.", "JEFF\n (Interrupting)\n Be quiet! Shhh!\n (Pause)\n He's coming back!", "JEFF\n Long Distance.\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - DAY - BINOCULAR SHOT", "Jeff turns back to the window.\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT", "Jeff, who is still staring out the window, has a look of \n sudden discovery on his face. He calls quickly:", "JEFF\n It's worse than the Chinese water \n torture.\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - DAY - SEMI-LONG SHOT", "Jeff's eyes become set upon something else in the neighborhood \n he sees.\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - DAY - LONG SHOT", "An angry Jeff is staring, and trying to penetrate the semi-\n darkness of Thorwald's room. Then he bends his head forward \n in despair, and after a brief moment speaks:", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff, urgently into phone, with a serious and rapid voice:", "JEFF\n Come on. Come on! Get out of there!\n\n His eyes turn quickly to the alleyway and back again to Lisa." ], [ "Jeff hangs up. Stella is now beginning to dig, carefully \n lifting the flowers off the center of the bed where they had", "While Lisa starts up the fire escape, we see Stella running \n toward the wall in the foreground to climb over it. Stella \n has abandoned the shovel and left the flowers and dirt strewn \n over the walk.", "and down to the hole being dug by Stella. We get an impression \n of Lisa's legs as we go by. The spade comes out of the hole", "Jeff looks at Stella.\n\n JEFF\n Something's in there. Those flowers \n have been taken up, and put back \n again.", "dipped down. She places the flower plants on the sidewalk. \n Lisa stands facing Jeff's window and occasionally glances \n over her shoulder uneasily at Stella's work.", "Stella is busy, expertly handling the shovel. Lisa has her \n back to the nurse, but looks apprehensively over her shoulder. \n She then looks up toward Jeff's apartment.", "JEFF\n There's a dip at this end. And since \n when do flowers grow shorter in two \n weeks?\n\n STELLA\n There's something buried there.", "JEFF\n (To Stella)\n And digging in.\n (Points out window)\n Look at that flower bed.\n\n They all lean forward to look.", "Lisa has climbed over the wall and is helping Stella down \n into Thorwald's yard. The shovel is lying on the ground beside \n Lisa. Jeff's conversation continues over the action of the \n two women.", "The garden again with its small indentation of flowers over \n this we hear the ghoulish voice of Stella:", "patio furniture -- anything they can find. The four uniformed \n policemen rush into the backyard. Lisa and Stella come over \n the wall into the patio beneath Jeff. They look up at Jeff,", "and holds one or two of the slides up to the light. Lisa \n looks down at him curiously and Stella comes forward from \n the background.", "empty handbag. The policeman, impressed, looks back to Lisa \n for an explanation. She has none. Over this we hear Stella \n frantically asking:", "STELLA\n The only way anybody could get that \n off would be to chop my finger -- \n Let's go down and find out what's \n buried in the garden.", "JEFF\n Now hold on. I'm not a bit squeamish \n about what might be under those \n flowers -- but I don't care to watch \n two women end up like that dog --", "Doyle pulling himself to the top of the wall. Lisa, Stella \n and the two men below, looking up. Lisa is white-faced and \n frightened.", "and rests on the side. THE CAMERA LENS PANS up just in time \n to catch Stella turning up to Jeff. She throws out a helpless", "STELLA\n He's starting to pack.\n\n Jeff whips back to the window; Lisa turns to look.", "We get a glimpse of Stella behind him. He is watching:\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - CAMERA SHOT", "Stella staring out, tense, frightened. Then her expression \n changes sharply as she looks slightly to the left.\n\n STELLA\n There they are.\n\n Jeff looks up quickly." ], [ "Stella moves toward the door quickly. Jeff turns quickly \n over his shoulder to watch her. She is already going up the \n steps.\n\n JEFF\n Stella, don't do anything reckless!", "Jeff and gestures her intention to enter Thorwald's apartment. \n She turns and dashes toward Thorwald's fire escape as Stella \n makes a fruitless grab to restrain her.", "STELLA\n You called the police?", "the police.\n (To Stella)\n Now we're going to lose it.", "She has reached the stairway leading up and to the right. \n She looks, waves at Jeff as Stella comes up to her carrying", "STELLA\n (Off)\n Call the police!", "While Lisa starts up the fire escape, we see Stella running \n toward the wall in the foreground to climb over it. Stella \n has abandoned the shovel and left the flowers and dirt strewn \n over the walk.", "empty handbag. The policeman, impressed, looks back to Lisa \n for an explanation. She has none. Over this we hear Stella \n frantically asking:", "and rests on the side. THE CAMERA LENS PANS up just in time \n to catch Stella turning up to Jeff. She throws out a helpless", "The figure of Stella is seen, looking up toward Jeff's \n apartment, and arms outspread in a helpless gesture.\n\n LAP DISSOLVE TO:", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n The last light out, Stella stops to catch her breath, and \n turns to Jeff.", "Stella staring out, tense, frightened. Then her expression \n changes sharply as she looks slightly to the left.\n\n STELLA\n There they are.\n\n Jeff looks up quickly.", "Stella goes quickly out the door. He returns to the phone \n call, glancing at the same time toward the courtyard.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - CLOSEUP", "As Jeff watches tensely, the door bursts open behind him and \n Stella hurries into the apartment.", "Stella tugs at Doyle's arm and stands on tiptoe to whisper \n something into his ear. Doyle then looks up to the detective.", "The first policeman indicates that Lisa is to come along \n with him. He pauses momentarily to tell the second policeman \n to take a statement from Thorwald about the attempted", "STELLA\n Police?\n\n JEFF\n (Pauses in cutting \n food)\n Huh?", "STELLA\n Ring Thorwald's phone the second you \n see him on the way back!\n\n Jeff swings toward Stella. He reaches for the phone.", "We get a glimpse of Stella behind him. He is watching:\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - CAMERA SHOT", "Beyond him Stella looms large and powerful-looking.\n\n JEFF\n I think you're right. There is going \n to be some trouble around here." ], [ "JEFF\n You did it, Thorwald! You did it!\n\n Suddenly Thorwald turns and dashes down the corridor.", "Two detectives appear behind Thorwald and grab him. The \n startled Thorwald stops his attack on Jeff as he looks wildly \n around to find the source of his new attack.", "Thorwald starts to move threateningly for Jeff.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff lowers the camera quickly. He picks up the phone and \n dials a number, still keeping his eyes on Thorwald.", "Jeff turns his attention back to Thorwald, but gives up any \n attempt at listening. He lift the long-focus lens up to his \n eyes again.", "Jeff frantically grabs for the upright window frame, wrapping \n his arms around it. Thorwald shoves the rest of his body \n over the windowsill.", "Jeff doesn't answer. Thorwald steps to the top of the stairs, \n and is now somewhat visible. He looks tall and huge and \n explosive.", "Jeff ejects a bulb, puts his last bulb into the flash holder. \n He tries to move the wheelchair a little further away from \n Thorwald. Then he raises the flash holder again.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Thorwald has finally reached Jeff, knocking the flash \n equipment out of his hands and coming to grips with him.", "Jeff lowers his camera lens and edges his chair forward in \n an effort to hear what Thorwald is saying. But a sudden rise", "He lowers the lens, and we see Jeff's eyes travel across the \n screen, as he imagines Thorwald's progression. Then sharpening", "Thorwald. His aim is careful, slow, painfully deliberate. \n Jeff seems about to fall.", "An angry Jeff is staring, and trying to penetrate the semi-\n darkness of Thorwald's room. Then he bends his head forward \n in despair, and after a brief moment speaks:", "He works furiously, sweating. He gets the bulb in the flash \n holder just in time to meet Thorwald coming at him. Jeff \n closes his eyes and another bulb explodes in Thorwald's face.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Thorwald smashes at Jeff's arms and hands. Jeff's grip begins \n to slip.", "He hangs up, and just as he does, Jeff looks toward Thorwald's \n apartment. He rolls forward to the window.\n\n He seems a little puzzled by what he sees.", "Thorwald blinking, trying to regain his sight.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Jeff scratches the side of his chin, studies Thorwald's \n apartment as if he might see some small clue as to where the", "JEFF\n (Off)\n Did you get my note?\n\n There is a pause as Thorwald gropes for an answer. We can \n almost hear his breathing.", "Thorwald has advanced to the middle of the room, his eyes on \n Jeff and his hands clenching with the effort to control his \n anger." ], [ "Jeff frantically grabs for the upright window frame, wrapping \n his arms around it. Thorwald shoves the rest of his body \n over the windowsill.", "Startled, both Jeff and Lisa move quickly for the window -- \n Lisa lifting the blinds up. The long scream subsides into \n near-hysterical sobbing.", "Jeff, hanging from his windowsill. He loses his grip and \n plunges down into the patio below. Two detectives throw", "Two detectives appear behind Thorwald and grab him. The \n startled Thorwald stops his attack on Jeff as he looks wildly \n around to find the source of his new attack.", "Thorwald is on top of him, lifting, dragging him to the \n window. Jeff grabs everything he can to keep himself away", "THORWALD\n I'll give you a good look out the \n window.\n\n Slowly, inexorably, he raises Jeff to the windowsill.", "EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff, hanging from the window frame. He claws desperately \n for a hold.", "from the window, but Thorwald is far too powerful for him. \n He strains to raise Jeff to the windowsill.", "It is apparent that he is trying to pull Jeff out of the \n wheelchair. Jeff fights him off.\n\n The wheelchair crashes over, spilling Jeff to the floor.", "Jeff in his chair, facing the window, Stella beside him. \n Jeff nearly knocks the startled Stella off her feet with his \n arm.", "JEFF\n (After pause)\n That's the hard part.\n\n She swings him around in front of the window. He starts to \n look out.", "Jeff, who is still staring out the window, has a look of \n sudden discovery on his face. He calls quickly:", "Jeff abruptly turns back to the window, as Lisa dashes into \n the picture behind him, and looks out. Jeff's expression \n changes a little, as they see:", "Looking down on Jeff's face, showing his strain and the pain \n of Thorwald's attack. The brick floor of the patio seems a \n hundred feet below.", "Doyle, Lisa, Stella and the two detectives, crossing \n Thorwald's yard, see Jeff going out the window. Lisa is \n panicked.\n\n LISA\n Jeff! Jeff!", "themselves beneath him. They are knocked to the ground as \n Jeff's fall tumbles both of them. After Jeff hits, he lies \n still, twisted over to one side.", "and walks toward Jeff. She seats herself on the windowsill \n as she hands him his glass. We notice that the outside is \n considerably darker by now, and the lights are beginning to", "Thorwald fights to dislodge Jeff's grip.\n\n EXT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - CLOSE SHOT", "both hands, and by the wrists jerks her to her feet. He is \n talking viciously to her. We can hear Lisa calling out \n faintly: \"Jeff! Jeff!\"", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff now looks out to see what has happened to the old lady, \n and the man with the flowers." ], [ "LISA\n (As she moves)\n Reading from top to bottom --\n (Light on)\n Lisa --", "Lisa half looks up and out the window. She opens her mouth \n to answer, but a new look overtakes her face. It is concern,", "Lisa stretches herself out on the divan. Her head rest on \n the cushion at the far end, and she instinctively falls into \n an attractive pose. However, her expression is disturbed as \n she watches Jeff.", "Suddenly Lisa comes into the picture from the left. She is \n carrying a white envelope. She stops, waves her hands at", "LISA\n (Stands up; deadpan)\n Weird.\n (She does a complete", "At the bottom of the picture, Miss Lonely Hearts is still \n listening to the music, while in the apartment above Lisa \n appears into the living room from behind the doorway that", "Lisa's hands. His head slowly turns, and he looks right up -- \n directly into the lens. Suddenly he becomes aware that Lisa \n is signaling to someone who is watching him.", "further around to his right. He is looking directly at Lisa \n who is out of our sight in the corner of the bedroom. He \n holds out the bag, and without moving, starts to question", "Lisa comes in, panting and flushed. She stands a second at \n the door, catching her breath, but smiling with the pleasure \n of sampling danger and escaping unharmed.", "sees the letter on the floor. This momentary hesitation allows \n Lisa to straighten up, turn, and walk carefully but swiftly,", "JEFF\n Maybe I can get Thorwald out of the \n apartment.\n\n Lisa hands him the book.", "It MOVES ON and at last passes though Jeff's window, and \n comes to rest on the two bid heads of Jeff and Lisa.\n\n Her lips are brushing lightly against his cheek as she speaks:", "returns to his composing. We can see him over Lisa's shoulder. \n He is beginning his song again, and it has taken on new \n fullness and melody.", "and holds one or two of the slides up to the light. Lisa \n looks down at him curiously and Stella comes forward from \n the background.", "Lisa turns from the suitcase with the alligator handbag in \n her hand. There is an expression of triumph on her face. She", "extracts one, and lights it. Lisa kneels down, and carefully \n slides the letter under the door.", "Lisa begins to move around the room assembling her possessions \n preparatory to leaving. She puts a comb, and other effects, \n into a handbag. She gets her stole.\n\n All this as she talks.", "She sits at the table, and by the light of the candle proceeds \n to open a black-covered book, and read it. The print is fine.", "A faint shade of disappointment is seen on Lisa's face; but \n she quickly recovers and looks down at the table.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - CLOSEUP\n\n Lisa realizes she is getting nowhere." ], [ "It is apparent that he is trying to pull Jeff out of the \n wheelchair. Jeff fights him off.\n\n The wheelchair crashes over, spilling Jeff to the floor.", "Jeff, hanging from his windowsill. He loses his grip and \n plunges down into the patio below. Two detectives throw", "Jeff in his chair, facing the window, Stella beside him. \n Jeff nearly knocks the startled Stella off her feet with his \n arm.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n He quickly turns his wheelchair around to the window until \n he is in profile.", "Jeff ejects a bulb, puts his last bulb into the flash holder. \n He tries to move the wheelchair a little further away from \n Thorwald. Then he raises the flash holder again.", "THE CAMERA NOW PULLS BACK SWIFTLY and retreats through the \n open window back into Jefferies' apartment. We now see more", "A big head of Jeff. He is still in his wheelchair, sound \n asleep. The CAMERA PANS off his face, out through the window.", "The CAMERA PANS past Jeff who is asleep in his wheelchair \n facing away from the window. CAMERA MOVES DOWN to the lower", "themselves beneath him. They are knocked to the ground as \n Jeff's fall tumbles both of them. After Jeff hits, he lies \n still, twisted over to one side.", "lights the scene of Jeff in the wheelchair and Thorwald diving \n through the air at him. Darkness rushes in, blacker than \n before.", "Looking down on Jeff's face, showing his strain and the pain \n of Thorwald's attack. The brick floor of the patio seems a \n hundred feet below.", "Jeff sits in his wheelchair, looking quietly out at the \n neighborhood, sleep beginning to take hold on him again.\n\n EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - LONG SHOT", "Jeff is seated by the window in his wheelchair. He is talking \n on the telephone while his eyes are still on the neighborhood. \n There is a touch of urgency in his voice.", "Jeff lowers his camera lens and edges his chair forward in \n an effort to hear what Thorwald is saying. But a sudden rise", "What he has observed seems to give Jeff an idea. He moves \n his wheelchair backward and to the left alongside the side", "Jeff frantically grabs for the upright window frame, wrapping \n his arms around it. Thorwald shoves the rest of his body \n over the windowsill.", "Jeff's attention is suddenly diverted to himself. His leg, \n under the cast, begins itching. He squirms, tries to move", "Jeff is seated in the dark, his face lit by the faint glow \n from the distant street. He is looking out of the window \n tensely, as THE CAMERA MOVES IN, until he is in big profile.", "JEFF\n Stella! The lights! He'd seen us!\n\n Stella hurries from the window, turning off lights, as Jeff \n backs his chair into the room.", "She swings the wheelchair around abruptly to face her.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Jeff starts to protest." ], [ "\"REAR WINDOW\"\n\n by\n\n John Michael Hayes\n\n Based on a short story\n\n by", "He points to the window. She makes one more step toward the \n door, but Thorwald reaches out quickly and grabs her by the", "The salesman completes his searching glance at the \n neighborhood. Then something directly below his window catches \n his attention. He looks sharply downward, his body visibly \n tensing.", "but a long, careful, searching appraisal of all the apartment \n house windows in his neighborhood, starting from his left to \n his right. His eyes move closer toward Jeff's apartment.", "because he is on this side of the street. He is, therefore, \n slightly out of focus. The lens suddenly sharpens. It is \n Thorwald, carrying a light-weight cardboard box under his", "The lower part of the window is covered by a wall. In the \n bathroom, Thorwald is wiping the enameled wall with a damp \n cloth. He rubs at particular spots now and then.", "Shooting through the open window, onto Jeff. He is shaving \n himself with an electric razor as the phone rings. He shuts \n off the shaver, picks up the phone.", "EXT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - CAMERA SHOT\n\n We wee the upper part of the bedroom window, belonging to \n Thorwald.", "He hangs up, and just as he does, Jeff looks toward Thorwald's \n apartment. He rolls forward to the window.\n\n He seems a little puzzled by what he sees.", "Jeff frantically grabs for the upright window frame, wrapping \n his arms around it. Thorwald shoves the rest of his body \n over the windowsill.", "He lowers the lens, and we see Jeff's eyes travel across the \n screen, as he imagines Thorwald's progression. Then sharpening", "THE CAMERA NOW PULLS BACK SWIFTLY and retreats through the \n open window back into Jefferies' apartment. We now see more", "Startled, both Jeff and Lisa move quickly for the window -- \n Lisa lifting the blinds up. The long scream subsides into \n near-hysterical sobbing.", "is raising a window with some effort. Having accomplished \n this, he turns back into the room, and we now see him approach \n a young man and woman who are standing just inside the", "He is now looking at the windows of the apartments nearest \n to him. A shade has gone up, and a man, obviously a caretaker", "Jeff is seated in the dark, his face lit by the faint glow \n from the distant street. He is looking out of the window \n tensely, as THE CAMERA MOVES IN, until he is in big profile.", "Jeff, Stella and Lisa are grouped at the window, looking \n out. THE CAMERA is behind them. Jeff holds the long-focus \n lens to his eye.", "Jeff, smiles, and then hurries on. The lens slowly pans to \n the right and stops on Miss Torso's apartment. She is standing", "THE CAMERA NOW MOVES DOWN toward the left onto another low \n building. It MOVES IN A LITTLE to a living room window. Just", "She is still staring out the window, as the scene\n\n FADES OUT:\n\n FADE IN:" ], [ "THE LENS PANS UPWARD AND ACROSS until it brings Thorwald's \n profile into the picture. He is looking down directly at", "because he is on this side of the street. He is, therefore, \n slightly out of focus. The lens suddenly sharpens. It is \n Thorwald, carrying a light-weight cardboard box under his", "Suddenly Thorwald is seen sitting up on the living room sofa. \n His hair is disheveled and he is unshaved. He stands up, and \n moves toward the door.", "The lights are out in Thorwald's bedroom, and Thorwald is in \n the act of pouring himself out a drink in the living room.", "LISA\n The name on the second floor rear \n mailbox reads Mr. And Mrs. Lars, \n that's L-A-R-S, Lars Thorwald.", "moment, and then push the buzzer insistently. Inside the \n apartment, lights go on, and Thorwald is in the center of \n the room looking toward the door. Lisa staggers away from", "Jeff lowers his camera lens and edges his chair forward in \n an effort to hear what Thorwald is saying. But a sudden rise", "In the corridor above, Thorwald returns, frustrated. He comes \n out onto the fire escape directly above Lisa. She is aware \n of him, and immediately retreats into the doorway. She", "Thorwald at the door, unlocking it with his key. We see that \n Lisa has heard the sound, and looks toward the door, all but \n frozen with alarm. The Policeman on the phone repeats with \n studied irritation:", "Thorwald suddenly looks out at the neighborhood. He realizes \n that somebody might be watching him. He drags her across the", "away. Thorwald moves rapidly toward the door. He bends down, \n scoops up the letter, and examines it briefly. Lisa is just", "Thorwald, in the bedroom, methodically folding a suit into a \n suitcase. Another suitcase, unopened, is visible.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - CLOSEUP", "Thorwald comes up the corridor, and stands unlocking his \n door. As he hesitates, we are able to see the cardboard box", "Thorwald's head and shoulders fill the screen. For a moment \n Thorwald is genuinely frightened by the sight of the police.", "LISA\n All day long I've tried to keep my \n mind on work.\n\n JEFF\n Thinking about Thorwald?", "Thorwald is standing at the window with his drink in his \n hand. Then he turns, puts his unfinished drink down on a", "Thorwald crosses the living room, and goes into the bedroom. \n Suddenly he looks onto the bed. He picks up the open alligator", "He points to the window. She makes one more step toward the \n door, but Thorwald reaches out quickly and grabs her by the", "Thorwald's apartment. It is dark. The only light that can be \n seen in it is the glowing end of a cigar in the center of", "triumphantly to show him the jewelry she has discovered. At \n this point, Thorwald appears coming along the corridor of \n his apartment house! Lisa is completely unaware of his" ], [ "Lisa is seen turning the corner, and approaching Thorwald's \n door on tiptoe.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Lisa is not looking in the same direction as Jeff. All during \n this, she has been staring out at Thorwald's apartment. Now \n her eyes are looking at the apartment underneath. She murmurs \n to Jeff:", "JEFF\n Maybe I can get Thorwald out of the \n apartment.\n\n Lisa hands him the book.", "Doyle, Lisa, Stella and the two detectives, crossing \n Thorwald's yard, see Jeff going out the window. Lisa is \n panicked.\n\n LISA\n Jeff! Jeff!", "Lisa has climbed over the wall and is helping Stella down \n into Thorwald's yard. The shovel is lying on the ground beside \n Lisa. Jeff's conversation continues over the action of the \n two women.", "JEFF\n My Lisa. She went into Thorwald's \n apartment, and he came back. The \n only way I could get her out was to \n call the police.", "JEFF\n Well then do a good job of it! Get \n over there, and search Thorwald's \n apartment! It must be knee-deep in \n evidence.", "Jeff lowers his camera lens and edges his chair forward in \n an effort to hear what Thorwald is saying. But a sudden rise", "JEFF\n You did it, Thorwald! You did it!\n\n Suddenly Thorwald turns and dashes down the corridor.", "LISA\n All day long I've tried to keep my \n mind on work.\n\n JEFF\n Thinking about Thorwald?", "JEFF\n Quick. Take a look. Thorwald's getting \n ready to pull out for good!\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff lowers the camera quickly. He picks up the phone and \n dials a number, still keeping his eyes on Thorwald.", "Jeff turns his attention back to Thorwald, but gives up any \n attempt at listening. He lift the long-focus lens up to his \n eyes again.", "Thorwald starts to move threateningly for Jeff.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "triumphantly to show him the jewelry she has discovered. At \n this point, Thorwald appears coming along the corridor of \n his apartment house! Lisa is completely unaware of his", "LISA\n Why not? I always wanted to meet \n Mrs. Thorwald.\n\n Jeff looks at them aghast.", "An angry Jeff is staring, and trying to penetrate the semi-\n darkness of Thorwald's room. Then he bends his head forward \n in despair, and after a brief moment speaks:", "LISA\n That Mrs. Thorwald left at six ayem \n yesterday with her husband?\n\n JEFF\n That's what the witnesses told him.", "moment, and then push the buzzer insistently. Inside the \n apartment, lights go on, and Thorwald is in the center of \n the room looking toward the door. Lisa staggers away from", "Thorwald at the door, unlocking it with his key. We see that \n Lisa has heard the sound, and looks toward the door, all but \n frozen with alarm. The Policeman on the phone repeats with \n studied irritation:" ], [ "Lisa is seen turning the corner, and approaching Thorwald's \n door on tiptoe.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Thorwald at the door, unlocking it with his key. We see that \n Lisa has heard the sound, and looks toward the door, all but \n frozen with alarm. The Policeman on the phone repeats with \n studied irritation:", "JEFF\n My Lisa. She went into Thorwald's \n apartment, and he came back. The \n only way I could get her out was to \n call the police.", "Lisa is not looking in the same direction as Jeff. All during \n this, she has been staring out at Thorwald's apartment. Now \n her eyes are looking at the apartment underneath. She murmurs \n to Jeff:", "In the corridor above, Thorwald returns, frustrated. He comes \n out onto the fire escape directly above Lisa. She is aware \n of him, and immediately retreats into the doorway. She", "Thorwald starts to move threateningly for Jeff.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Doyle, Lisa, Stella and the two detectives, crossing \n Thorwald's yard, see Jeff going out the window. Lisa is \n panicked.\n\n LISA\n Jeff! Jeff!", "triumphantly to show him the jewelry she has discovered. At \n this point, Thorwald appears coming along the corridor of \n his apartment house! Lisa is completely unaware of his", "JEFF\n Maybe I can get Thorwald out of the \n apartment.\n\n Lisa hands him the book.", "moment, and then push the buzzer insistently. Inside the \n apartment, lights go on, and Thorwald is in the center of \n the room looking toward the door. Lisa staggers away from", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff lowers the camera quickly. He picks up the phone and \n dials a number, still keeping his eyes on Thorwald.", "JEFF\n Quick. Take a look. Thorwald's getting \n ready to pull out for good!\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Lisa has climbed over the wall and is helping Stella down \n into Thorwald's yard. The shovel is lying on the ground beside \n Lisa. Jeff's conversation continues over the action of the \n two women.", "JEFF\n You did it, Thorwald! You did it!\n\n Suddenly Thorwald turns and dashes down the corridor.", "Jeff and Stella look back to Thorwald's apartment. Jeff has \n the receiver to his ear, and the buzzer can be heard on \n filter.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Thorwald smashes at Jeff's arms and hands. Jeff's grip begins \n to slip.", "Thorwald, in the bedroom, methodically folding a suit into a \n suitcase. Another suitcase, unopened, is visible.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - CLOSEUP", "An angry Jeff is staring, and trying to penetrate the semi-\n darkness of Thorwald's room. Then he bends his head forward \n in despair, and after a brief moment speaks:", "Lisa approaches the door of Thorwald's apartment. The salesman \n comes into the living room. He finds a package of cigarettes,", "Jeff and gestures her intention to enter Thorwald's apartment. \n She turns and dashes toward Thorwald's fire escape as Stella \n makes a fruitless grab to restrain her." ], [ "Thorwald starts to move threateningly for Jeff.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Thorwald smashes at Jeff's arms and hands. Jeff's grip begins \n to slip.", "Jeff frantically grabs for the upright window frame, wrapping \n his arms around it. Thorwald shoves the rest of his body \n over the windowsill.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Thorwald has finally reached Jeff, knocking the flash \n equipment out of his hands and coming to grips with him.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff lowers the camera quickly. He picks up the phone and \n dials a number, still keeping his eyes on Thorwald.", "Jeff and gestures her intention to enter Thorwald's apartment. \n She turns and dashes toward Thorwald's fire escape as Stella \n makes a fruitless grab to restrain her.", "Two detectives appear behind Thorwald and grab him. The \n startled Thorwald stops his attack on Jeff as he looks wildly \n around to find the source of his new attack.", "Jeff doesn't answer. His eyes watch Thorwald. He licks his \n lip with nervous tension and grips the flash holder.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT", "JEFF\n Quick. Take a look. Thorwald's getting \n ready to pull out for good!\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "An angry Jeff is staring, and trying to penetrate the semi-\n darkness of Thorwald's room. Then he bends his head forward \n in despair, and after a brief moment speaks:", "JEFF\n You did it, Thorwald! You did it!\n\n Suddenly Thorwald turns and dashes down the corridor.", "Lisa is seen turning the corner, and approaching Thorwald's \n door on tiptoe.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSE SHOT\n\n Thorwald regains his equilibrium and some of his sight.", "Thorwald is on top of him, lifting, dragging him to the \n window. Jeff grabs everything he can to keep himself away", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Thorwald and Jeff struggling.", "Thorwald fights to dislodge Jeff's grip.\n\n EXT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - CLOSE SHOT", "EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT\n\n As Thorwald dashes down the corridor, we hear Jeff's voice. \n He cries out instinctively, but almost to himself:", "from the window, but Thorwald is far too powerful for him. \n He strains to raise Jeff to the windowsill.", "Jeff turns his attention back to Thorwald, but gives up any \n attempt at listening. He lift the long-focus lens up to his \n eyes again.", "Thorwald blinking, trying to regain his sight.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP" ], [ "Thorwald starts to move threateningly for Jeff.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP", "Jeff lowers his camera lens and edges his chair forward in \n an effort to hear what Thorwald is saying. But a sudden rise", "Jeff turns his attention back to Thorwald, but gives up any \n attempt at listening. He lift the long-focus lens up to his \n eyes again.", "An angry Jeff is staring, and trying to penetrate the semi-\n darkness of Thorwald's room. Then he bends his head forward \n in despair, and after a brief moment speaks:", "Jeff doesn't answer. Thorwald steps to the top of the stairs, \n and is now somewhat visible. He looks tall and huge and \n explosive.", "Jeff frantically grabs for the upright window frame, wrapping \n his arms around it. Thorwald shoves the rest of his body \n over the windowsill.", "Thorwald. His aim is careful, slow, painfully deliberate. \n Jeff seems about to fall.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DUSK - SEMI-CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff lowers the camera quickly. He picks up the phone and \n dials a number, still keeping his eyes on Thorwald.", "Thorwald has advanced to the middle of the room, his eyes on \n Jeff and his hands clenching with the effort to control his \n anger.", "Thorwald is on top of him, lifting, dragging him to the \n window. Jeff grabs everything he can to keep himself away", "JEFF\n You did it, Thorwald! You did it!\n\n Suddenly Thorwald turns and dashes down the corridor.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Thorwald smashes at Jeff's arms and hands. Jeff's grip begins \n to slip.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT\n\n Thorwald has finally reached Jeff, knocking the flash \n equipment out of his hands and coming to grips with him.", "Jeff doesn't answer. His eyes watch Thorwald. He licks his \n lip with nervous tension and grips the flash holder.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - MEDIUM SHOT", "Two detectives appear behind Thorwald and grab him. The \n startled Thorwald stops his attack on Jeff as he looks wildly \n around to find the source of his new attack.", "JEFF\n (Off)\n Did you get my note?\n\n There is a pause as Thorwald gropes for an answer. We can \n almost hear his breathing.", "from the window, but Thorwald is far too powerful for him. \n He strains to raise Jeff to the windowsill.", "Thorwald, in the bedroom, methodically folding a suit into a \n suitcase. Another suitcase, unopened, is visible.\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - CLOSEUP", "EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT - SEMI-LONG SHOT\n\n As Thorwald dashes down the corridor, we hear Jeff's voice. \n He cries out instinctively, but almost to himself:", "JEFF\n Quick. Take a look. Thorwald's getting \n ready to pull out for good!\n\n INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - NIGHT - SEMI-CLOSEUP" ], [ "Suddenly Thorwald is seen sitting up on the living room sofa. \n His hair is disheveled and he is unshaved. He stands up, and \n moves toward the door.", "Thorwald suddenly looks out at the neighborhood. He realizes \n that somebody might be watching him. He drags her across the", "me that all the calls Thorwald made \n were long distance! If he called his \n wife the day she left -- after she", "Thorwald has the new alligator bag belonging to his wife, in \n his hand. He moves slowly across the bedroom, out of sight", "In the corridor above, Thorwald returns, frustrated. He comes \n out onto the fire escape directly above Lisa. She is aware \n of him, and immediately retreats into the doorway. She", "Thorwald crosses the living room, and goes into the bedroom. \n Suddenly he looks onto the bed. He picks up the open alligator", "He points to the window. She makes one more step toward the \n door, but Thorwald reaches out quickly and grabs her by the", "Thorwald at the door, unlocking it with his key. We see that \n Lisa has heard the sound, and looks toward the door, all but \n frozen with alarm. The Policeman on the phone repeats with \n studied irritation:", "LISA\n That Mrs. Thorwald left at six ayem \n yesterday with her husband?\n\n JEFF\n That's what the witnesses told him.", "triumphantly to show him the jewelry she has discovered. At \n this point, Thorwald appears coming along the corridor of \n his apartment house! Lisa is completely unaware of his", "STELLA\n Mrs. Thorwald?\n\n JEFF\n Uh-uh. The dog. I think I know now \n why Thorwald killed it.", "DOYLE\n (Nods \"yes\")\n Mrs. Thorwald.\n\n He puts on his hat, and goes toward the door.", "JEFF\n You did it, Thorwald! You did it!\n\n Suddenly Thorwald turns and dashes down the corridor.", "The lights are out in Thorwald's bedroom, and Thorwald is in \n the act of pouring himself out a drink in the living room.", "DOYLE\n (Sighs)\n The superintendent met Thorwald coming \n back. He said Thorwald told him he \n had just put his wife on the train \n for the country.", "moment, and then push the buzzer insistently. Inside the \n apartment, lights go on, and Thorwald is in the center of \n the room looking toward the door. Lisa staggers away from", "version of an unsupported statement \n by the murderer himself -- Thorwald! \n Anybody actually see the wife get on \n the train?", "Thorwald is now passing through the living room into the \n bedroom. He picks up a shirt and puts it on. He then returns \n to packing his suitcases, moving unhurriedly.", "At this moment, Thorwald extinguishes the match, tosses it \n into an ashtray, and turns toward the door. He freezes as he", "Thorwald's head and shoulders fill the screen. For a moment \n Thorwald is genuinely frightened by the sight of the police." ], [ "JEFF\n (Talking fast)\n A fact! Last night he killed a dog", "STELLA\n Mrs. Thorwald?\n\n JEFF\n Uh-uh. The dog. I think I know now \n why Thorwald killed it.", "Jeff smiles a little, but as the howl continues, his \n expressions sobers. His eyes begin to scan the neighborhood,", "JEFF\n It's probably nothing important -- \n just a little neighborhood murder, \n that's all. As a matter of fact, I \n did say \"murder\".", "Jeff is frankly puzzled by the salesman's friendly attitude \n toward the dog. He looks off in another direction, as he \n catches of:", "An angry Jeff is staring, and trying to penetrate the semi-\n darkness of Thorwald's room. Then he bends his head forward \n in despair, and after a brief moment speaks:", "Jeff, hanging from his windowsill. He loses his grip and \n plunges down into the patio below. Two detectives throw", "Jeff frowns at the double sound, and raises his voice a \n little. He continues the conversation which has been heard \n all through the previous scene.", "themselves beneath him. They are knocked to the ground as \n Jeff's fall tumbles both of them. After Jeff hits, he lies \n still, twisted over to one side.", "JEFF\n Because everything that man's done \n has been suspicious. Trips at night", "Startled, both Jeff and Lisa move quickly for the window -- \n Lisa lifting the blinds up. The long scream subsides into \n near-hysterical sobbing.", "Looking down on Jeff's face, showing his strain and the pain \n of Thorwald's attack. The brick floor of the patio seems a \n hundred feet below.", "JEFF\n (A pause)\n You think I made all this up?", "Doyle and Lisa rush over to Jeff. There is an audible\n\n SOUND of shock in the neighborhood as Jeff has fallen -- \n various oh's, ah's, and possibly a stifled scream or two.", "INT. JEFF'S APARTMENT - DAY - CLOSEUP\n\n Jeff is amused at the dog incident. Behind him, Stella moves \n to the center of the room, saying:", "SIFFLEUSE\n Which one of you did it?\n (Loud)\n Which one of you killed my dog?", "There is some curiosity on his face. As he reads, all movement \n and emotion drain from his body. He stands there, frozen. \n Jeff's voice is heard over:", "Even of you being so low that you'd \n kill a little helpless, friendly \n dog! The only thing in this whole \n neighborhood who liked anybody!", "Jeff turns his attention back to Thorwald, but gives up any \n attempt at listening. He lift the long-focus lens up to his \n eyes again.", "LISA\n Why would Thorwald want to kill a \n dog?\n (Almost a laugh)\n Because it knew too much?" ] ]

[ "Why is Jeff confined to a wheelchair?", "Who is Lisa?", "Who is Stella?", "What does Jeff believe he witnesses Mr. Thorwald do?", "Who does Jeff tell about the suspected murder?", "Who does Jeff believe killed the neighbors dog?", "How is Lisa saved from Thorwald?", "Who attacks Jeff in his apartment?", "Why is Jeff in a wheelchar?", "Who is known as \"Miss Lonelyhearts\"?", "Who is observed leaving Jeff's apartment?", "What is Jeff convinced Thorwald has done?", "Why is Jeff's neighbor yelling?", "What do Lisa and Stella find digging up the flowers?", "Why is Stella heading towards the police station?", "How does Jeff blindside thorwald?", "Who saves Jeff as he is thrown out of the window?", "What is Lisa reading in the end?", "What accident caused Jeff Jeffries to need a wheelchair?", "To whose rear window does the title refer?", "What is Lars Thorwald's occupation?", "What does Jeff ask Lisa to do in order to gain more evidence that Thorwald has killed his wife?", "How does Thorwald know Jeff is involved with Lisa in the apartment break-in?", "What does Jeff do to try and stop Thorwald when Throwald storms into Jeff's apartment?", "How does Thorwald attempt to silence Jeff?", "What happened to Thorwald's wife?", "Why does Jeff believe the dog was killed?" ]

[ [ "Jeff broke his leg while taking photos of a racetrack accident.", "he broke his leg while photographing" ], [ "Lisa is Jeff's girlfriend.", "She is Jeff's girlfriend." ], [ "Jeff's nurse who comes to check on him frequently. ", "jeff's insurance company's nurse" ], [ "He believes that Mr. Thorwald killed his bedridden wife.", "Killing his wife. " ], [ "Lisa, Stella, and his detective friend, Tom Doyle. ", "His girlfriend and his nurse" ], [ "Mr. Thorwald.", "thorwald" ], [ "The police arrive and arrest her.", "jeff calls police" ], [ "Mr. Thorwald.", "Thorwald" ], [ "He broke his leg", "He broke his leg." ], [ "Miss Torso", "A single middle age neighbor lady" ], [ "Thorwald", "Nobody is observed leaving Jeff's apartment. " ], [ "Murdered his wife", "Murdered his wife" ], [ "His dog is dead", "Because someone killed his dog. " ], [ "Nothing", "Nothing." ], [ "To post bail", "To post Lisa's bail." ], [ "With camera flashes", "Flashing his camera bulbs" ], [ "Police", "The police. " ], [ "Beyond the High Himalayas", "beyond the himilayas" ], [ "He broke his leg photographing a racing accident at a racetrack.", "a leg break" ], [ "Jeff Jeffries's rear window in his Greenwich Village apartment.", "L.B. \"Jeff\" Jefferies" ], [ "He is a traveling jewelry salesman.", "Traveling Salesman" ], [ "Jeff asks Lisa to slip a note under Thorwald's door accusing Thorwald of murder, so he watch Thorwald's reaction when he reads it.", "Slip a note accusing Thorwald of murder under his door." ], [ "Thorwald sees Lisa signalling someone and notices Jeff looking across the courtyard.", "Thorwald notices Lisa signal to Jeff across the courtyard" ], [ "Jeff sets off his camera's flashbulbs, hoping to blind Thorwald.", "try to flash him with camera bulbs" ], [ "Thorwald pushes Jeff out of an open window.", "a text message" ], [ "Thorwald murdered her.", "He killed her. " ], [ "He thinks that Thorwald broke its neck to keep it from digging up evidence of the murder Thorwald hid in the flower bed.", "to prevent it from digging up evidence buried in the flowerbeds" ] ]

[ [ "That's him. He says he saw the\n killer.\nReynaud SLAPS the cop car, it quickly drives away. Grace", "That's exactly what it is. A\n theory. That evidence supports.\n When the suspect is in custody you\n can ask him yourself what happened", "Okay. My office will arrange a\n press conference. I will tell a\n room full of correspondents we\n have a suspect who is dead and\n murder victims who are alive. And\n I'll sound like a madman.", "The thing around his neck? Yes.\n I took it off, it was choking him.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL\n\n Did you see where the attacker\n went?", "Laval behind her. Running. Screaming in his radio.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL", "Yessir.\nCosta hears a POLICE RADIO. Spins around. Grace and\nReynaud have entered. Costa is apprehensive. What now?\nGrace gives him a reassuring smile.", "Crosses to the door, groggy. She checks the peephole.\nCracks the door. It's Inspector Laval.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL", "I told the other guy, I'll tell\n you. I did not do this. Grace.\n I saw who did this and I can show", "Costa driving. Scared to death. Asher has the gun in\nhis lap aimed at Costa's face. Asher looks exhausted.\nHounded.\nAsher notes the police radio.", "Reynaud's car SLIDES to a stop. Police cars take\nposition around the block, forming a perimeter around the\nhouse.", "Listen to me; he's been dead\n eighteen years. He just walked\n right past me.\n\n\n\n\nINT. MONTREAL PD OFFICE - DAY", "Reynaud swerves into the wrong lane. Stops cold in front\nof an apartment building. And gets out. Great driving.\nA mere two blocks away from the crime scene. Laval gets", "wracking. He twirls the ice in his Scotch with a finger.\nStaring at the clock. 1:31 AM. He's nervous, sweat", "Examiner will confirm there is a\n problem and call us. Then we open\n an investigation.\n (a beat)\n No, Quebec City police will", "Are they still there?\n\n COSTA (V.O.)\n\n No.\n\n GRACE\n\n Did you call the police?", "Listen to me. I can draw a\n picture of his face. I saw him.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL\n\n You want to draw a picture?", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nCosta stares in disbelief at the mortally wounded cop.\nAsher shoves Costa into the driver's seat of unmarked #1.", "Someone died last night because the\n asshole we're after isn't in custody.\n It's happened to me before and I'm\n sure it will happen again. It's a\n pretty miserable feeling.", "Yes. That's him. That is the man\n I saw murder Todd Ford in the\n parking lot outside my gym. No\n doubt. Now will you go catch him,\n please?\n\n GRACE", "We cleared the Mayor. He read the\n article on you in Newsweek and\n insisted we fly you up. The\n papers say two campers had a\n drunken fight and the loser lost\n his head." ], [ "INT. OLD FARMHOUSE - DAY", "113.\n\n\n\n\n\nEXT. OLD FARMHOUSE - NIGHT", "A very nice bed and breakfast. Grace enters and finds\nher luggage waiting. She loves the room. Antiques, art.\nGrace finds a bottle of wine and a note from Gillet. She", "EXT. OLD FARMHOUSE - NIGHT", "MARTIN neatly carved into it, then scratched out. A\nbroken light bulb overhead, its wires running to a corner\nof the house.", "Her house.\nA beat. Laval looks at Grace, decides he can trust her.", "wracking. He twirls the ice in his Scotch with a finger.\nStaring at the clock. 1:31 AM. He's nervous, sweat", "The last remnant of the once-proud Vanderholt holdings.\nGrace pulls open a large garage door.\nAssaulted by rain and sleet. She slips on the ice.", "Reynaud swerves into the wrong lane. Stops cold in front\nof an apartment building. And gets out. Great driving.\nA mere two blocks away from the crime scene. Laval gets", "INT. OLD FARMHOUSE - KITCHEN - NIGHT\n\nGrace takes a Glock from her pocket and sets it on the\ncounter. She pours water into a kettle.", "Yes, yes. They have one big claw\n and curl up tight.\nLaval takes a long, sharpened screwdriver from his\njacket. Begins prying off a door molding. Grace sits at\nthe kitchen table.", "The place is gearing up for a new day. Grace crosses to\nwhere Laval and Reynaud struggle awake with coffee and\nthe morning paper. Grace takes a seat, grabs the sports", "Grace REACTS, nothing is there. Chuckles for scaring\nherself. Grace feels the chicken wire. MORE SCRATCHING.\nGrace freezes. Listening carefully. Mice?\nSOMETHING moves closer.", "Reynaud checks the bathroom and shower.\nA coffee pot smokes, SIZZLING sludge on the bottom.\nGrace checks around the fridge, now satisfied no one", "off Highway 29. Stop by.\nThere is a strange tension in her voice. She hangs up.\nTurns off the TV. She gets off the bed, crosses to a", "and a horse pasture.\n (sadly)\n My father's murderer got away with\n it because I couldn't open my\n mouth.", "Our suspect kills Kohler on the\n river, lives his life a year,\n kills Edwards and assumes his ID\n for a year. Then he stalks Ford,", "One wall is just chicken wire. Her flashlight beam stabs\nat the yawning darkness beneath the house.\nThere is a public school desk chair combo. The name", "first time he's failed at taking a\n life, and since we found the\n apartment, he can't be Edwards.\n To be seen, to be recognized, is a", "one. Costa takes one last look at his home. Locks the\ndoor.\nLaval watches the plumber KNOCKING a couple doors down." ], [ "POW! The CAR HITS a BOTTLE. A front tire deflates.\nMartin guides the crippled vehicle to the curb.", "(really pissed)\n Who the fuck is Martin?\nCosta sets his brow in determination; he is driving\nstraight at a large tree...", "A PICKUP TRUCK approaches. Still a mile away.\nMartin watches Dan lean in the trunk for the tire iron.\nThe pickup gets closer, a big one. Heavy with bags of", "INT. RENTAL CAR - MOVING - NIGHT\n\nDan drives. JOURNEY ON the RADIO. Martin checks out\nDan's guitar. Dan shows Martin his teeth.", "MARTIN\n\nHe can't believe what he has just done. He takes in the\ncarnage, tugs at his ear.", "The land rolls endlessly. Martin drives. Dan plays his\nguitar. He's really good.\n\n DAN", "WHAT MARTIN SEES\n\nA car rental place.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nBACK TO SCENE", "EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY\n\nThe middle of nowhere. Martin flips a coin. Heads.\n\n DAN", "animal feed. Speeding.\nMartin looking at Dan's back. Martin shoves Dan hard,\ninto the highway. In front of:", "Grace's car spins off the road. Stops in a ditch. A\nbeat. The Buick's hulk blocking the road.", "MARTIN neatly carved into it, then scratched out. A\nbroken light bulb overhead, its wires running to a corner\nof the house.", "Shut up. Art Man. You are stupid\n or crazy or both. Will you drive\n faster? I'll shoot you in the\n thigh. Will that get your\n attention.\nCosta speeds up.", "DAN\n\n That was bad.\n (bummed)\n It's gonna take all day to get\n another bus here.\nMartin sighs, looks out the window.", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nThe unmarked car hits the tree...\nPOW! Airbags deploy.", "ENGINE. Silence. Martin and Dan trade looks.", "was a very disturbed young man.\n Reese was Martin's world. Martin\n never recovered his equilibrium\n after we lost him. He changed.", "Asher's head is stuck through the windshield, his throat\ncut bad by glass. He's alive. Asher panic-sucks deep\nbreaths.", "MARTIN\n\n Away from here.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Martin fingers the envelope of cash in his pocket.\n\n MARTIN\n\n You have a license?\n\n DAN", "Costa driving. Scared to death. Asher has the gun in\nhis lap aimed at Costa's face. Asher looks exhausted.\nHounded.\nAsher notes the police radio." ], [ "KNOCKING on the front door. The WOMAN from the ferry\nanswers the door. Her name is REBECCA ASHER. She opens\nthe door, smiles warmly at Grace.", "Mrs. Asher lights a cigarette. Crosses to the window, so\npoised, so tragic. Grace studies her with a critical\neye.", "MRS. ASHER (CONT'D)", "Asher looks at her defiantly. Mrs. Asher stands, gets in\nhis face.\n\n MRS. ASHER", "Mrs. Asher looking at Martin Asher's remains. The\ncharred torso, blackened thighbones.\nMrs. Asher reaches for Asher's red swollen face.", "Stares into the clouded eye. Mrs. Asher REACTS, quickly\nwithdraws her hand.", "She and Reynaud scan the moving bodies for Asher. Grace\nGLIMPSES the back of Asher's head. Grace and Reynaud", "Excuse me.\nMrs. Asher crosses to the kitchen and answers.\nGrace looking around, takes a look down a hallway.\nLAUGHTER O.S. as Mrs. Asher chats with a friend.", "ASHER\n\n You're driving.\n\n\n\n\nINT. UNMARKED #2 - MOVING - DAY", "He walked right past me. We made\n eye contact. I know he recognized\n me. It was my son. A mother\n knows these things. I will sign", "I know. I was snooping.\nGrace closes the door. Mrs. Asher escorts Grace away,\npast the boys' room.\n\n MRS. ASHER", "I just saw my dead son get off the\n ferry.\nThe COPS trade looks.\n\n WOMAN", "A large Ferry plies the unstoppable waters. Gliding\ntoward skyscrapers.", "MRS. ASHER\n\n He's killing people, isn't he?\nGrace nods: yes. Mrs. Asher assumed as much.\n\n GRACE", "INT. ASHER HOUSE - DAY\n\nMrs. Asher answers a KNOCK at her door. Mrs. Asher", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\n\n MRS. ASHER", "REACTS.\n\n\n ASHER\n\n Hello, Mother.\nAsher forces his way inside. Mrs. Asher SCREAMS.", "The bathroom is there.\nGrace startles. Mrs. Asher is right behind her.\n\n GRACE", "Mrs. Asher sits on her couch. Asher stands. The teeny\nDoberman walks into the room, sniffs Asher.\n\n ASHER", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the" ], [ "The Ford murder was staged and I\n missed it. Asher drove Ford's car\n there with Ford unconscious in the", "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy.", "I'm sure Soulsby's death was a\n homicide, Asher saw the\n opportunity and took it. He\n became Soulsby and bummed around\n Seattle for a couple years.", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nThe unmarked car hits the tree...\nPOW! Airbags deploy.", "was a very disturbed young man.\n Reese was Martin's world. Martin\n never recovered his equilibrium\n after we lost him. He changed.", "That's him. He says he saw the\n killer.\nReynaud SLAPS the cop car, it quickly drives away. Grace", "The body? Yes, they showed me\n some remains that had been hit by\n a pickup truck. The upper body\n was crushed. There was no face.\n I got physically ill.\nMrs. Asher studies Grace.", "SCREECH! Reynaud slides to a stop. Leaps from the\nstill-moving car and checks his friend Laval. Who is no\nmore. Grace wants to get Asher.\n\n GRACE", "he was enjoying the great\n outdoors. That pattern continues\n a year after his death. He gets\n some paychecks. Rents an", "GRACE\n\n Very dead.\nCosta relaxes significantly. He realizes Grace is\nholding him in his arms. So does Grace. It feels good.\nA FIRE ENGINE heading to the crash passes them.", "And he had ten. He lost his wife\n to cancer and went blind. Passed\n away last year.", "You're dead, John Costa. You\n fucked with the wrong man,\n shitsmear.\nCosta is shaking, looks in the rearview. Asher rips the\nrearview off the windshield.", "Costa's body is slammed by crash forces but stays put...\nAsher goes over his airbag. Asher's head goes through\nthe windshield.", "whole life has been stolen.\n Someone killed him and became him.\n Down to profession and taste in\n clothing.\nLaval and Reynaud trade looks.", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "Bodies get mixed up all the time.\n Police found the wallet, called\n the mother and nothing was cross-\n checked. This was his head.", "Agent Vanderholt, a report came\n back on the name.\n\n\n\n\nINT. UNMARKED CAR - MOVING - DAY", "Shut up. Art Man. You are stupid\n or crazy or both. Will you drive\n faster? I'll shoot you in the\n thigh. Will that get your\n attention.\nCosta speeds up.", "So before he died he got his\n paychecks, paid his taxes.\n Patronized sporting goods stores.\n And had long spending gaps where", "Our suspect kills Kohler on the\n river, lives his life a year,\n kills Edwards and assumes his ID\n for a year. Then he stalks Ford," ], [ "Asher and his pursuers leave a wake of disturbed REVELERS\nthat Reynaud follows.\nAsher running. Careening, rolling, bouncing off PEOPLE.\nHe has the tireless power of a soccer player.", "Mr. Hart, not Asher, murdered the\n Montreal Inspector, correct?\n\n GRACE (V.O.)", "Asher running. Gun in his pocket. Elbowing his way\nthrough the crowd. Asher REACTS. He sees the gauntlet", "He couldn't. My guess is Asher\n intended to kill Hart and make it\n look like suicide. The\n authorities would find the body\n and close the Martin Asher file.", "Asher bursts from the bathroom, running right over\nReynaud, who draws his pistol.\nGrace pulls a pistol, Laval too. Asher running through", "Asher gets into Grace's unmarked. And drives away.\nGrace exits the building, watches him go.\nGrace has no way to follow. Then...\nShe sees a COP talking to a cute NURSE by his patrol car.", "ASHER\n\n Out of my way!\nPOP! Asher SHOOTS a WINDOW, SHATTERING it. He shoulders\nhis way through the safety glass. Grace and Laval\nfollow.", "Asher's head is stuck through the windshield, his throat\ncut bad by glass. He's alive. Asher panic-sucks deep\nbreaths.", "I'm sure Soulsby's death was a\n homicide, Asher saw the\n opportunity and took it. He\n became Soulsby and bummed around\n Seattle for a couple years.", "Dangerous and cold. They track Grace as she moves\nthrough the crowd.\nAsher grabs one of the hotties, begins making out with\nher.", "Asher exits the house, FIRING -- POP-POP-POP-POP!\nBULLETS EXPLODE the ice around Grace. She dives to the", "Asher's gun is out of rounds. The slide is locked back\non an empty chamber.\nSWICK! Grace slices Asher's legs with the knife. Slices", "The door opens. Costa hits the deck. Asher spins, aims\nat Reynaud and FIRES. POP-POP-POP-POP! Reynaud drops\nand rolls out of the line of fire.", "She drives her feet down and her shoulder into his chest.\nAsher, already on his knees, falls back.\nGrace scrambles over him, gets out of the chair. She", "Gaining on her. Grace slips again, scrabbling on the\nice, trying to keep moving. A slow motion nightmare.\nHere comes Asher. No mercy. He aims the gun at her\nface...", "SCREECH! Reynaud slides to a stop. Leaps from the\nstill-moving car and checks his friend Laval. Who is no\nmore. Grace wants to get Asher.\n\n GRACE", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nCosta stares in disbelief at the mortally wounded cop.\nAsher shoves Costa into the driver's seat of unmarked #1.", "Just shut the fuck up.\nAsher lights a cigarette. A sharp turn ahead. Costa\nspeeding up.", "A dozen yards away. He stalks a dancing RAVER who wears\na huge bundle of glowing necklaces.\nAsher snatches necklaces. Disappears into a wall of\n\nDANCERS.", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\n\n ASHER" ], [ "MARTIN\n\n Sir. Sir, may I have a ticket to\n Montreal please?\n\n CASHIER\n\n Pardon?", "MARTIN\n\n I need a ticket to Montreal.\n\n CASHIER\n\n Montreal?\n\n MARTIN", "Listen to me; he's been dead\n eighteen years. He just walked\n right past me.\n\n\n\n\nINT. MONTREAL PD OFFICE - DAY", "I found a current address here in\n Montreal.\nReynaud leans on the HORN, aggressively maneuvering\nthrough traffic.\n\n GRACE", "Examiner will confirm there is a\n problem and call us. Then we open\n an investigation.\n (a beat)\n No, Quebec City police will", "INT. UNMARKED CAR - MOVING - NIGHT\n\nLaval driving back to Montreal. Grace is shaken.\n\n GRACE", "EXT. MONTREAL - DAY\n\n\nSUPERIMPOSE: PRESENT DAY\n\nESTABLISHING the river-bound city. Beautiful.", "Mr. Hart, not Asher, murdered the\n Montreal Inspector, correct?\n\n GRACE (V.O.)", "wracking. He twirls the ice in his Scotch with a finger.\nStaring at the clock. 1:31 AM. He's nervous, sweat", "Laval behind her. Running. Screaming in his radio.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL", "GRACE (V.O.)\n\n He draws a nice portrait of Mr.\n Hart and he's now inside the heart\n of Montreal PD's investigation.", "We cleared the Mayor. He read the\n article on you in Newsweek and\n insisted we fly you up. The\n papers say two campers had a\n drunken fight and the loser lost\n his head.", "Call who you have to call. I\n found his head.\nLaval REACTS.\n\n\n\n\nINT. AUTOPSY ROOM - DAY", "(off Reynaud's look)\n The Guy Le Fleuer of profiling.\n She will save our ass.\nThe PHONE RINGS. Laval answers.", "Another province. They want you\n on a flight tomorrow morning.\n\n COSTA\n\n This monster comes into my life\n and I have to leave?\nA UNIFORM SERGEANT enters.", "crosses to him. Lays a comforting hand on Reynaud's\nshoulder. Reynaud sees who it is, stands crisply, wipes\nhis tears, embarrassed.", "Want some good news? RCMP closed\n their investigation and the\n Minister isn't indicting you.\n This could have been a real train\n wreck for you, Grace.\n\n GRACE", "Laval drives fast through a neat, modest neighborhood.\nGrace marveling at the police report.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "EXT. COFFEE STAND (MONTREAL) - DAY\n\nGRACE slams an espresso shot as she reads the Globe.", "Crosses to the door, groggy. She checks the peephole.\nCracks the door. It's Inspector Laval.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL" ], [ "MRS. ASHER (CONT'D)", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\n\n MRS. ASHER", "Mrs. Asher looking at Martin Asher's remains. The\ncharred torso, blackened thighbones.\nMrs. Asher reaches for Asher's red swollen face.", "Mrs. Asher lights a cigarette. Crosses to the window, so\npoised, so tragic. Grace studies her with a critical\neye.", "Asher looks at her defiantly. Mrs. Asher stands, gets in\nhis face.\n\n MRS. ASHER", "INT. ASHER HOUSE - DAY\n\nMrs. Asher answers a KNOCK at her door. Mrs. Asher", "I'll sign it. I already know\n somebody else's son is in that\n casket.\nThe PHONE RINGS.\n\n MRS. ASHER", "MRS. ASHER\n\n He's killing people, isn't he?\nGrace nods: yes. Mrs. Asher assumed as much.\n\n GRACE", "REACTS.\n\n\n ASHER\n\n Hello, Mother.\nAsher forces his way inside. Mrs. Asher SCREAMS.", "You said Reese was older.\n\n MRS. ASHER\n\n By three minutes. They were very\n different boys.\n\n GRACE", "MRS. ASHER\n\n Don't show me that, Martin. I had\n Rex put down after you ran away.\n Martin, sit.", "The body? Yes, they showed me\n some remains that had been hit by\n a pickup truck. The upper body\n was crushed. There was no face.\n I got physically ill.\nMrs. Asher studies Grace.", "Stares into the clouded eye. Mrs. Asher REACTS, quickly\nwithdraws her hand.", "I know. I was snooping.\nGrace closes the door. Mrs. Asher escorts Grace away,\npast the boys' room.\n\n MRS. ASHER", "There was three. About two weeks\n ago. I began turning off my\n telephone when I go to bed.\n\n GRACE\n\n You have some very nice things,\n Mrs. Asher.", "No answer. She turns her phone\n off.\n\n\n\n\nINT. ASHER HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY", "GRACE\n\n I'm so sorry, Rebecca. How did he\n drown?\n\n MRS. ASHER", "To lose one son so young, then to\n lose the other two years later; to\n think you've lost him. That must\n have been devastating.", "Excuse me.\nMrs. Asher crosses to the kitchen and answers.\nGrace looking around, takes a look down a hallway.\nLAUGHTER O.S. as Mrs. Asher chats with a friend.", "That doesn't surprise you?\n\n MRS. ASHER\n\n No. It doesn't." ], [ "The room seems empty. Costa swallows, bends down.\nChecks under the stalls. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing...\nThen. Something. At the far stall. A pair of men's", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "(NOTE: Costa will now be called ASHER.)", "you what he looks like and you can\n go catch him.\nCosta is unambiguously sincere. Grace's attitude softens", "Costa has finished the sketch. He holds it up to the\nmirror, for those he assumes are watching.", "Costa stirs, crawls on his hands and knees, into the road\naway from the wreck.", "Costa driving. Scared to death. Asher has the gun in\nhis lap aimed at Costa's face. Asher looks exhausted.\nHounded.\nAsher notes the police radio.", "Costa sits at the bar. PEOPLE all around him, jostling\nto buy drinks. Two busy BARTENDERS sling booze.\nCosta finds the noise and crowd absolutely nerve-", "around. Only sees strange faces.\nCosta carefully unfolds the note. It reads: \"MEET ME IN", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nCosta stares in disbelief at the mortally wounded cop.\nAsher shoves Costa into the driver's seat of unmarked #1.", "Laval moves a picture frame. A photograph falls out.\nLaval picks it up with surgical gloves.\nINSERT PHOTO: A dead ringer for Costa's sketch,", "I know. See if he tries to peek\n in it. The real killer couldn't\n resist. He'll want to know what\n we know.\nLaval watches Costa.", "Here's his provincial driver's\n license photo. He's checking out.\nLaval shows Grace the photo. It is definitely Costa. A\nbeat.\n\n GRACE", "Costa walks down a narrow hallway. Paint peeling. MUSIC\nMUTED. Red light bulbs hanging from the ceiling.\nApproaching the men's room, Costa looks over his\nshoulder. No one is watching.", "Costa has been standing there. Listening. He tries to\nread Grace's expression, worry etching his face.", "She opens the door for Costa. He enters. The room is\nstill a mess, but it feels safe, cozy.", "Costa picks her up. Throws her on the bed. He tears at\nher blouse. Her white lace bra. Grace's back arching.\nHer legs wrapping around him. As her eyes flutter open.", "Costa looks miserable. Overheating, anxiously nursing\nhis water. He looks around. Then REACTS. A note sits\non the bar top. Right in front of him. Costa looks", "We'll get an artist to help you.\n\n COSTA\n\n I can draw him, thank you.\nGrace crosses to the door. Costa begins drawing in\nearnest.", "COSTA\n\n A sketch. I can sketch him. I'm\n very good.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL" ], [ "A half dozen PASSENGERS. Martin steps aboard, takes a\nseat. DAN SOULSBY, Martin's age, sits next to him,\noffers a hand. Martin shakes.\n\n DAN", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "DAN\n\n That was bad.\n (bummed)\n It's gonna take all day to get\n another bus here.\nMartin sighs, looks out the window.", "YOUNG MARTIN ASHER IS HUDDLED in the corner, shivering,\nCRYING and WHIMPERING. Martin looks AT us with haunted\neyes.", "ASHER\n\n I am not Martin. There is no\n Martin.\n\n COSTA", "MARTIN\n\n I know now that what you did to me\n was not love.\n\n\n\n\nINT. ASHER HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY", "How dare you defy me. You will\n sit down on that couch and you\n will do it now. Martin.\nAsher sits. Mrs. Asher lays a hand on his, leans\nforward, her eyes intense and earnest.", "Find the real Martin Asher. He's\n your killer.\n (a beat)\n You better get his mother someplace\n safe.", "Forty-three dollars.\nMartin pulls out an envelope filled with crisp twenties\nand carefully counts out three. The Cashier gives Martin\nhis ticket and change. Points at a bus outside. The\nDRIVER loading bags.", "Director Gillet stands tall before a podium. Blinded by\nlights. A bouquet of microphones in his face. Beside\nhim is a haunting poster-sized portrait of Martin Asher.", "brain dies.\nGrace doesn't let go. A long death embrace. Finally,\nwhen she is sure, Grace releases from Martin Asher's\nbody.", "GRACE\n\n Martin Asher is dead, right?\nCosta REACTS.\n\n COSTA\n\n Can we please forget about him?", "Asher's head is stuck through the windshield, his throat\ncut bad by glass. He's alive. Asher panic-sucks deep\nbreaths.", "Mrs. Asher looking at Martin Asher's remains. The\ncharred torso, blackened thighbones.\nMrs. Asher reaches for Asher's red swollen face.", "The land rolls endlessly. Martin drives. Dan plays his\nguitar. He's really good.\n\n DAN", "It's Asher. His face is an evil green from his mane of\npilfered gel glow necklaces. Red plastic cup in hand,\nAsher enjoys the boisterous anonymity.", "MRS. ASHER\n\n Don't show me that, Martin. I had\n Rex put down after you ran away.\n Martin, sit.", "enters. Slight, pale and frail, new clothes, a tag still\nhangs from his stiff work jacket. Martin stands in front\nof the Cashier a beat. Nervously tugs an earlobe.", "MARTIN\n\n Sir. Sir, may I have a ticket to\n Montreal please?\n\n CASHIER\n\n Pardon?", "Of course. No Martin. What do\n you want? What's my life worth to\n you?\n\n ASHER" ], [ "DAN\n\n That was bad.\n (bummed)\n It's gonna take all day to get\n another bus here.\nMartin sighs, looks out the window.", "A PICKUP TRUCK approaches. Still a mile away.\nMartin watches Dan lean in the trunk for the tire iron.\nThe pickup gets closer, a big one. Heavy with bags of", "EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY\n\nThe middle of nowhere. Martin flips a coin. Heads.\n\n DAN", "A half dozen PASSENGERS. Martin steps aboard, takes a\nseat. DAN SOULSBY, Martin's age, sits next to him,\noffers a hand. Martin shakes.\n\n DAN", "The land rolls endlessly. Martin drives. Dan plays his\nguitar. He's really good.\n\n DAN", "animal feed. Speeding.\nMartin looking at Dan's back. Martin shoves Dan hard,\ninto the highway. In front of:", "ENGINE. Silence. Martin and Dan trade looks.", "POW! The CAR HITS a BOTTLE. A front tire deflates.\nMartin guides the crippled vehicle to the curb.", "Forty-three dollars.\nMartin pulls out an envelope filled with crisp twenties\nand carefully counts out three. The Cashier gives Martin\nhis ticket and change. Points at a bus outside. The\nDRIVER loading bags.", "At least it's cold pisswater.\n Here's to getting away.\nThey CLINK CANS. The Driver enters the bus. Unlocks the", "MARTIN\n\n Away from here.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "I'm done with that racket. I'm\n going to Seattle and playing\n music.\nMartin tries the guitar, he's not that good.\n\n MARTIN", "Dan produces a couple beers from his pockets. Offers\nMartin one.\n\n MARTIN\n\n Pisswater.\n\n DAN", "INT. RENTAL CAR - MOVING - NIGHT\n\nDan drives. JOURNEY ON the RADIO. Martin checks out\nDan's guitar. Dan shows Martin his teeth.", "Dan Soulsby.\n\n MARTIN\n\n Martin. Nice to meet you.\n\n DAN\n\n Where you heading to?", "You got cracked good.\n\n DAN\n\n I hate that guy. Two hundred\n pounds of worthless grease.\n\n MARTIN", "(really pissed)\n Who the fuck is Martin?\nCosta sets his brow in determination; he is driving\nstraight at a large tree...", "Martin fingers the envelope of cash in his pocket.\n\n MARTIN\n\n You have a license?\n\n DAN", "MARTIN\n\nHe can't believe what he has just done. He takes in the\ncarnage, tugs at his ear.", "MARTIN\n\n Sir. Sir, may I have a ticket to\n Montreal please?\n\n CASHIER\n\n Pardon?" ], [ "POW! The CAR HITS a BOTTLE. A front tire deflates.\nMartin guides the crippled vehicle to the curb.", "A PICKUP TRUCK approaches. Still a mile away.\nMartin watches Dan lean in the trunk for the tire iron.\nThe pickup gets closer, a big one. Heavy with bags of", "The Cop backs up fast. BOOM! Another tire. Now the\ntree has caught fire.\nGrace examines Costa, running her hands over Costa's\nbattered body.\n\n GRACE", "Grace's car spins off the road. Stops in a ditch. A\nbeat. The Buick's hulk blocking the road.", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nThe unmarked car hits the tree...\nPOW! Airbags deploy.", "Pass the truck, John. Before I\n blow your head off!\n\n COSTA\n\n God help me.\nCosta swings out to pass the truck.", "Shit.\nDan hauls the spare from the trunk. Sets the jack under\nthe bumper.", "Shut up. Art Man. You are stupid\n or crazy or both. Will you drive\n faster? I'll shoot you in the\n thigh. Will that get your\n attention.\nCosta speeds up.", "Costa driving. Scared to death. Asher has the gun in\nhis lap aimed at Costa's face. Asher looks exhausted.\nHounded.\nAsher notes the police radio.", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nCosta stares in disbelief at the mortally wounded cop.\nAsher shoves Costa into the driver's seat of unmarked #1.", "Costa stirs, crawls on his hands and knees, into the road\naway from the wreck.", "GRACE\n\n Very dead.\nCosta relaxes significantly. He realizes Grace is\nholding him in his arms. So does Grace. It feels good.\nA FIRE ENGINE heading to the crash passes them.", "Reynaud swerves into the wrong lane. Stops cold in front\nof an apartment building. And gets out. Great driving.\nA mere two blocks away from the crime scene. Laval gets", "Costa undoes his safety belt. Grabs the door handle.\nThe door pops open.\nCosta pulls himself from the wreck. Flames spread under\nthe car.", "Asher and his pursuers leave a wake of disturbed REVELERS\nthat Reynaud follows.\nAsher running. Careening, rolling, bouncing off PEOPLE.\nHe has the tireless power of a soccer player.", "Asher's head is stuck through the windshield, his throat\ncut bad by glass. He's alive. Asher panic-sucks deep\nbreaths.", "police called and said my son had\n been killed changing a tire.", "She drives her feet down and her shoulder into his chest.\nAsher, already on his knees, falls back.\nGrace scrambles over him, gets out of the chair. She", "This is only the beginning.\nGrace turns OFF the RADIO. Turns on the defroster.", "You're dead, John Costa. You\n fucked with the wrong man,\n shitsmear.\nCosta is shaking, looks in the rearview. Asher rips the\nrearview off the windshield." ], [ "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "Want some good news? RCMP closed\n their investigation and the\n Minister isn't indicting you.\n This could have been a real train\n wreck for you, Grace.\n\n GRACE", "MARTIN\n\n Sir. Sir, may I have a ticket to\n Montreal please?\n\n CASHIER\n\n Pardon?", "Director Gillet stands tall before a podium. Blinded by\nlights. A bouquet of microphones in his face. Beside\nhim is a haunting poster-sized portrait of Martin Asher.", "COSTA\n\n Okay, please, Martin. Martin. Be\n cool.\nAsher aims his pistol at Costa's head.\n\n ASHER", "a criminal endeavor. He's killed\n before and will again unless\n caught.\nLaval and Reynaud write furiously. Gillet is impressed.", "MARTIN\n\n I need a ticket to Montreal.\n\n CASHIER\n\n Montreal?\n\n MARTIN", "Martin, you have severe emotional\n problems. I know you're in a lot\n of pain. There's hope and help,\n Martin. Look at me, Martin. I\n love you very much.", "Find the real Martin Asher. He's\n your killer.\n (a beat)\n You better get his mother someplace\n safe.", "Anything he wants.\nKNOCKING. Gillet stands, crosses, opens his door. Two\nFBI SUPERVISORS enter. Grim, silver-haired. Grace\nstands.\n\n GRACE", "(a beat)\n Is. Is a dangerous person.\nHe hands her some forms.", "A half dozen PASSENGERS. Martin steps aboard, takes a\nseat. DAN SOULSBY, Martin's age, sits next to him,\noffers a hand. Martin shakes.\n\n DAN", "GRACE\n\n Are you Martin?\nCosta gasps. The very thought is painful.\n\n COSTA", "Okay. Are you going to my funeral\n when Martin Asher cuts my throat?\nThey both know she's been lowballing the threat. We can\ntell Grace is truly concerned for Costa's welfare.", "How dare you defy me. You will\n sit down on that couch and you\n will do it now. Martin.\nAsher sits. Mrs. Asher lays a hand on his, leans\nforward, her eyes intense and earnest.", "(off Reynaud's look)\n The Guy Le Fleuer of profiling.\n She will save our ass.\nThe PHONE RINGS. Laval answers.", "YOUNG MARTIN ASHER IS HUDDLED in the corner, shivering,\nCRYING and WHIMPERING. Martin looks AT us with haunted\neyes.", "Laval behind her. Running. Screaming in his radio.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL", "was a very disturbed young man.\n Reese was Martin's world. Martin\n never recovered his equilibrium\n after we lost him. He changed.", "Here's his provincial driver's\n license photo. He's checking out.\nLaval shows Grace the photo. It is definitely Costa. A\nbeat.\n\n GRACE" ], [ "A half dozen PASSENGERS. Martin steps aboard, takes a\nseat. DAN SOULSBY, Martin's age, sits next to him,\noffers a hand. Martin shakes.\n\n DAN", "MARTIN\n\n I need a ticket to Montreal.\n\n CASHIER\n\n Montreal?\n\n MARTIN", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "MARTIN\n\n Sir. Sir, may I have a ticket to\n Montreal please?\n\n CASHIER\n\n Pardon?", "Here's his provincial driver's\n license photo. He's checking out.\nLaval shows Grace the photo. It is definitely Costa. A\nbeat.\n\n GRACE", "Examiner will confirm there is a\n problem and call us. Then we open\n an investigation.\n (a beat)\n No, Quebec City police will", "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy.", "GRACE\n\n Are you Martin?\nCosta gasps. The very thought is painful.\n\n COSTA", "They race along a mountain road with a view of the St.\nLawrence River below. They can see far up the road, no\nsign of the unmarked #1.\nGrace looks behind them, reacts.", "Laval behind her. Running. Screaming in his radio.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL", "Costa looks in the mirror and REACTS.\nMARTIN ASHER stares at him from the mirror. No doubt who\nit is. Asher is wound tight, not at all happy.\n\n ASHER", "whole life has been stolen.\n Someone killed him and became him.\n Down to profession and taste in\n clothing.\nLaval and Reynaud trade looks.", "That's him. He says he saw the\n killer.\nReynaud SLAPS the cop car, it quickly drives away. Grace", "enters. Slight, pale and frail, new clothes, a tag still\nhangs from his stiff work jacket. Martin stands in front\nof the Cashier a beat. Nervously tugs an earlobe.", "A PICKUP TRUCK approaches. Still a mile away.\nMartin watches Dan lean in the trunk for the tire iron.\nThe pickup gets closer, a big one. Heavy with bags of", "Martin fingers the envelope of cash in his pocket.\n\n MARTIN\n\n You have a license?\n\n DAN", "MARTIN\n\n Away from here.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "INT. UNMARKED CAR - MOVING - NIGHT\n\nLaval driving back to Montreal. Grace is shaken.\n\n GRACE", "else. He gets off impersonating\n people. And he knows his current\n persona is compromised.\nLaval and Reynaud have stopped eating, are looking at", "EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY\n\nThe middle of nowhere. Martin flips a coin. Heads.\n\n DAN" ], [ "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "Mrs. Asher looking at Martin Asher's remains. The\ncharred torso, blackened thighbones.\nMrs. Asher reaches for Asher's red swollen face.", "Martin, you have severe emotional\n problems. I know you're in a lot\n of pain. There's hope and help,\n Martin. Look at me, Martin. I\n love you very much.", "MRS. ASHER\n\n Don't show me that, Martin. I had\n Rex put down after you ran away.\n Martin, sit.", "He walked right past me. We made\n eye contact. I know he recognized\n me. It was my son. A mother\n knows these things. I will sign", "MARTIN\n\n I know now that what you did to me\n was not love.\n\n\n\n\nINT. ASHER HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY", "How dare you defy me. You will\n sit down on that couch and you\n will do it now. Martin.\nAsher sits. Mrs. Asher lays a hand on his, leans\nforward, her eyes intense and earnest.", "MARTIN\n\n Away from here.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "MARTIN\n\nHe can't believe what he has just done. He takes in the\ncarnage, tugs at his ear.", "Find the real Martin Asher. He's\n your killer.\n (a beat)\n You better get his mother someplace\n safe.", "me. At mass. Shopping, I see\n her, but this is someone else's\n mother. You see?", "brain dies.\nGrace doesn't let go. A long death embrace. Finally,\nwhen she is sure, Grace releases from Martin Asher's\nbody.", "YOUNG MARTIN ASHER IS HUDDLED in the corner, shivering,\nCRYING and WHIMPERING. Martin looks AT us with haunted\neyes.", "REACTS.\n\n\n ASHER\n\n Hello, Mother.\nAsher forces his way inside. Mrs. Asher SCREAMS.", "Asher looks at her defiantly. Mrs. Asher stands, gets in\nhis face.\n\n MRS. ASHER", "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy.", "Stares into the clouded eye. Mrs. Asher REACTS, quickly\nwithdraws her hand.", "I'll stand if I want to stand. I\n can do anything I want to do. And\n I've done some great things,\n Mother. I'm not a scared little\n boy you can push around anymore.", "enters. Slight, pale and frail, new clothes, a tag still\nhangs from his stiff work jacket. Martin stands in front\nof the Cashier a beat. Nervously tugs an earlobe.", "She didn't have one picture of\n Martin. Not one. Even cut him\n out of the old yearbooks. And she" ], [ "MARTIN\n\nHe can't believe what he has just done. He takes in the\ncarnage, tugs at his ear.", "YOUNG MARTIN ASHER IS HUDDLED in the corner, shivering,\nCRYING and WHIMPERING. Martin looks AT us with haunted\neyes.", "MARTIN\n\n Away from here.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "A half dozen PASSENGERS. Martin steps aboard, takes a\nseat. DAN SOULSBY, Martin's age, sits next to him,\noffers a hand. Martin shakes.\n\n DAN", "COSTA\n\n Okay, please, Martin. Martin. Be\n cool.\nAsher aims his pistol at Costa's head.\n\n ASHER", "The plumber is MARTIN ASHER. A gun in his hand. Laval\ndrops Costa's bag, reaches for his holster...\nPOP-POP-POP! Asher drops Laval with three to the face.", "Martin, you have severe emotional\n problems. I know you're in a lot\n of pain. There's hope and help,\n Martin. Look at me, Martin. I\n love you very much.", "was a very disturbed young man.\n Reese was Martin's world. Martin\n never recovered his equilibrium\n after we lost him. He changed.", "A PICKUP TRUCK approaches. Still a mile away.\nMartin watches Dan lean in the trunk for the tire iron.\nThe pickup gets closer, a big one. Heavy with bags of", "Martin began to intimidate me. He\n could be very menacing. He began\n imitating Reese at school and that\n lead to fights with other", "enters. Slight, pale and frail, new clothes, a tag still\nhangs from his stiff work jacket. Martin stands in front\nof the Cashier a beat. Nervously tugs an earlobe.", "Asher bursts from the bathroom, running right over\nReynaud, who draws his pistol.\nGrace pulls a pistol, Laval too. Asher running through", "Reynaud swerves into the wrong lane. Stops cold in front\nof an apartment building. And gets out. Great driving.\nA mere two blocks away from the crime scene. Laval gets", "brain dies.\nGrace doesn't let go. A long death embrace. Finally,\nwhen she is sure, Grace releases from Martin Asher's\nbody.", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "Costa driving. Scared to death. Asher has the gun in\nhis lap aimed at Costa's face. Asher looks exhausted.\nHounded.\nAsher notes the police radio.", "Find the real Martin Asher. He's\n your killer.\n (a beat)\n You better get his mother someplace\n safe.", "(really pissed)\n Who the fuck is Martin?\nCosta sets his brow in determination; he is driving\nstraight at a large tree...", "I'm done with that racket. I'm\n going to Seattle and playing\n music.\nMartin tries the guitar, he's not that good.\n\n MARTIN", "MARTIN\n\n I know now that what you did to me\n was not love.\n\n\n\n\nINT. ASHER HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY" ], [ "She opens the door for Costa. He enters. The room is\nstill a mess, but it feels safe, cozy.", "INT. HOTEL ROOM - DAY\n\nGrace shakes Costa. Tears well in her eyes.", "Costa picks her up. Throws her on the bed. He tears at\nher blouse. Her white lace bra. Grace's back arching.\nHer legs wrapping around him. As her eyes flutter open.", "The room seems empty. Costa swallows, bends down.\nChecks under the stalls. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing...\nThen. Something. At the far stall. A pair of men's", "Costa for a long beat.\nGrace breaks the kiss. Holds a finger to her lips; shhh.\nShe turns and exits. The door shuts behind her. Costa", "Looking up at the ceiling, she gasps.\nCosta stops. Turns. To see what she's looking at.\nSurprised to see pictures of Asher's victims, the crime", "INT. COSTA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT (3:33 A.M.)\n\nSpacious, lofty. Costa and Grace enter.", "COSTA\n\n Okay. Think about Friday.\n Please, Grace?\nGrace will; she exits.\n\n\n\n\nINT. HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT", "Grace is looking at Costa, her mind racing a million\nmiles an hour.\nGrace's world crumbles as she puts it together.", "Costa driving. Scared to death. Asher has the gun in\nhis lap aimed at Costa's face. Asher looks exhausted.\nHounded.\nAsher notes the police radio.", "INT. HOSPITAL - COSTA'S POV - DAY\n\nGrace's purse sits on a chair in the exam room. Her\npistol visible.", "Costa walks down a narrow hallway. Paint peeling. MUSIC\nMUTED. Red light bulbs hanging from the ceiling.\nApproaching the men's room, Costa looks over his\nshoulder. No one is watching.", "It's late. Costa has a beer, his nose bandaged.\nINSPECTORS finish up questioning PATRONS. Grace enters,\ncrosses to Costa. She's tense, wound tight.", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nCosta stares in disbelief at the mortally wounded cop.\nAsher shoves Costa into the driver's seat of unmarked #1.", "around. Only sees strange faces.\nCosta carefully unfolds the note. It reads: \"MEET ME IN", "I know. See if he tries to peek\n in it. The real killer couldn't\n resist. He'll want to know what\n we know.\nLaval watches Costa.", "Costa's scalp is being stitched shut. Costa's wrist is\nin a splint. She watches the DOCTOR sew flesh for a\nbeat.\nA KNOCK. Grace enters. Grace smiles warmly at Costa.", "Laval moves a picture frame. A photograph falls out.\nLaval picks it up with surgical gloves.\nINSERT PHOTO: A dead ringer for Costa's sketch,", "INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT\n\nJohn Costa smiles at Grace as she enters. Sets her bag\non the floor. The case file on the desk.\n\n COSTA" ], [ "The Ford murder was staged and I\n missed it. Asher drove Ford's car\n there with Ford unconscious in the", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nThe unmarked car hits the tree...\nPOW! Airbags deploy.", "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy.", "Costa's body is slammed by crash forces but stays put...\nAsher goes over his airbag. Asher's head goes through\nthe windshield.", "GRACE\n\n Very dead.\nCosta relaxes significantly. He realizes Grace is\nholding him in his arms. So does Grace. It feels good.\nA FIRE ENGINE heading to the crash passes them.", "That's him. He says he saw the\n killer.\nReynaud SLAPS the cop car, it quickly drives away. Grace", "SCREECH! Reynaud slides to a stop. Leaps from the\nstill-moving car and checks his friend Laval. Who is no\nmore. Grace wants to get Asher.\n\n GRACE", "Reynaud swerves into the wrong lane. Stops cold in front\nof an apartment building. And gets out. Great driving.\nA mere two blocks away from the crime scene. Laval gets", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nCosta stares in disbelief at the mortally wounded cop.\nAsher shoves Costa into the driver's seat of unmarked #1.", "You're dead, John Costa. You\n fucked with the wrong man,\n shitsmear.\nCosta is shaking, looks in the rearview. Asher rips the\nrearview off the windshield.", "The body? Yes, they showed me\n some remains that had been hit by\n a pickup truck. The upper body\n was crushed. There was no face.\n I got physically ill.\nMrs. Asher studies Grace.", "Grace exits the unmarked. Dazed but unhurt. She crosses\nto the Buick. Three HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS are in the car.", "I'm sure Soulsby's death was a\n homicide, Asher saw the\n opportunity and took it. He\n became Soulsby and bummed around\n Seattle for a couple years.", "Asher's head is stuck through the windshield, his throat\ncut bad by glass. He's alive. Asher panic-sucks deep\nbreaths.", "Grace's car spins off the road. Stops in a ditch. A\nbeat. The Buick's hulk blocking the road.", "She checks his pulse. He's dead. Grace stands.\nThe rain falling on her. Ice and moonlight. Grace spits\nblood, looks around. Looks at Asher's corpse.", "The day my Uncle died. The truth\n exploded out of me like a vision.\n My Uncle and Father had been\n arguing, there was a gunshot and\n my father was dead.\n\n COSTA", "brain dies.\nGrace doesn't let go. A long death embrace. Finally,\nwhen she is sure, Grace releases from Martin Asher's\nbody.", "Costa driving. Scared to death. Asher has the gun in\nhis lap aimed at Costa's face. Asher looks exhausted.\nHounded.\nAsher notes the police radio.", "Shut up. Art Man. You are stupid\n or crazy or both. Will you drive\n faster? I'll shoot you in the\n thigh. Will that get your\n attention.\nCosta speeds up." ], [ "MARTIN\n\n I know now that what you did to me\n was not love.\n\n\n\n\nINT. ASHER HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY", "How dare you defy me. You will\n sit down on that couch and you\n will do it now. Martin.\nAsher sits. Mrs. Asher lays a hand on his, leans\nforward, her eyes intense and earnest.", "MARTIN\n\n Away from here.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Martin, you have severe emotional\n problems. I know you're in a lot\n of pain. There's hope and help,\n Martin. Look at me, Martin. I\n love you very much.", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "MARTIN neatly carved into it, then scratched out. A\nbroken light bulb overhead, its wires running to a corner\nof the house.", "Okay. Are you going to my funeral\n when Martin Asher cuts my throat?\nThey both know she's been lowballing the threat. We can\ntell Grace is truly concerned for Costa's welfare.", "Her house.\nA beat. Laval looks at Grace, decides he can trust her.", "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy.", "wracking. He twirls the ice in his Scotch with a finger.\nStaring at the clock. 1:31 AM. He's nervous, sweat", "YOUNG MARTIN ASHER IS HUDDLED in the corner, shivering,\nCRYING and WHIMPERING. Martin looks AT us with haunted\neyes.", "Find the real Martin Asher. He's\n your killer.\n (a beat)\n You better get his mother someplace\n safe.", "A very nice bed and breakfast. Grace enters and finds\nher luggage waiting. She loves the room. Antiques, art.\nGrace finds a bottle of wine and a note from Gillet. She", "She drives her feet down and her shoulder into his chest.\nAsher, already on his knees, falls back.\nGrace scrambles over him, gets out of the chair. She", "Martin began to intimidate me. He\n could be very menacing. He began\n imitating Reese at school and that\n lead to fights with other", "A PICKUP TRUCK approaches. Still a mile away.\nMartin watches Dan lean in the trunk for the tire iron.\nThe pickup gets closer, a big one. Heavy with bags of", "MRS. ASHER\n\n Don't show me that, Martin. I had\n Rex put down after you ran away.\n Martin, sit.", "off Highway 29. Stop by.\nThere is a strange tension in her voice. She hangs up.\nTurns off the TV. She gets off the bed, crosses to a", "I'm ordering you home.\nReynaud acquiesces. A Uniform escorts him out of there.\nDirector Gillet crosses to Grace, who was watching him.\nShe sips coffee, an icepack on her ankle.", "brain dies.\nGrace doesn't let go. A long death embrace. Finally,\nwhen she is sure, Grace releases from Martin Asher's\nbody." ], [ "A half dozen PASSENGERS. Martin steps aboard, takes a\nseat. DAN SOULSBY, Martin's age, sits next to him,\noffers a hand. Martin shakes.\n\n DAN", "DAN\n\n That was bad.\n (bummed)\n It's gonna take all day to get\n another bus here.\nMartin sighs, looks out the window.", "The land rolls endlessly. Martin drives. Dan plays his\nguitar. He's really good.\n\n DAN", "Forty-three dollars.\nMartin pulls out an envelope filled with crisp twenties\nand carefully counts out three. The Cashier gives Martin\nhis ticket and change. Points at a bus outside. The\nDRIVER loading bags.", "MARTIN\n\n Sir. Sir, may I have a ticket to\n Montreal please?\n\n CASHIER\n\n Pardon?", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "Martin began to intimidate me. He\n could be very menacing. He began\n imitating Reese at school and that\n lead to fights with other", "Dan Soulsby.\n\n MARTIN\n\n Martin. Nice to meet you.\n\n DAN\n\n Where you heading to?", "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy.", "EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY\n\nThe middle of nowhere. Martin flips a coin. Heads.\n\n DAN", "enters. Slight, pale and frail, new clothes, a tag still\nhangs from his stiff work jacket. Martin stands in front\nof the Cashier a beat. Nervously tugs an earlobe.", "was a very disturbed young man.\n Reese was Martin's world. Martin\n never recovered his equilibrium\n after we lost him. He changed.", "YOUNG MARTIN ASHER IS HUDDLED in the corner, shivering,\nCRYING and WHIMPERING. Martin looks AT us with haunted\neyes.", "MARTIN\n\n I need a ticket to Montreal.\n\n CASHIER\n\n Montreal?\n\n MARTIN", "MARTIN\n\n Away from here.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Martin, you have severe emotional\n problems. I know you're in a lot\n of pain. There's hope and help,\n Martin. Look at me, Martin. I\n love you very much.", "A PICKUP TRUCK approaches. Still a mile away.\nMartin watches Dan lean in the trunk for the tire iron.\nThe pickup gets closer, a big one. Heavy with bags of", "Dan produces a couple beers from his pockets. Offers\nMartin one.\n\n MARTIN\n\n Pisswater.\n\n DAN", "INT. RENTAL CAR - MOVING - NIGHT\n\nDan drives. JOURNEY ON the RADIO. Martin checks out\nDan's guitar. Dan shows Martin his teeth.", "GRACE\n\n Are you Martin?\nCosta gasps. The very thought is painful.\n\n COSTA" ], [ "DAN\n\n That was bad.\n (bummed)\n It's gonna take all day to get\n another bus here.\nMartin sighs, looks out the window.", "A half dozen PASSENGERS. Martin steps aboard, takes a\nseat. DAN SOULSBY, Martin's age, sits next to him,\noffers a hand. Martin shakes.\n\n DAN", "A PICKUP TRUCK approaches. Still a mile away.\nMartin watches Dan lean in the trunk for the tire iron.\nThe pickup gets closer, a big one. Heavy with bags of", "The land rolls endlessly. Martin drives. Dan plays his\nguitar. He's really good.\n\n DAN", "EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY\n\nThe middle of nowhere. Martin flips a coin. Heads.\n\n DAN", "POW! The CAR HITS a BOTTLE. A front tire deflates.\nMartin guides the crippled vehicle to the curb.", "YOUNG MARTIN ASHER IS HUDDLED in the corner, shivering,\nCRYING and WHIMPERING. Martin looks AT us with haunted\neyes.", "MARTIN\n\n Away from here.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "was a very disturbed young man.\n Reese was Martin's world. Martin\n never recovered his equilibrium\n after we lost him. He changed.", "animal feed. Speeding.\nMartin looking at Dan's back. Martin shoves Dan hard,\ninto the highway. In front of:", "MARTIN\n\nHe can't believe what he has just done. He takes in the\ncarnage, tugs at his ear.", "Martin, you have severe emotional\n problems. I know you're in a lot\n of pain. There's hope and help,\n Martin. Look at me, Martin. I\n love you very much.", "Forty-three dollars.\nMartin pulls out an envelope filled with crisp twenties\nand carefully counts out three. The Cashier gives Martin\nhis ticket and change. Points at a bus outside. The\nDRIVER loading bags.", "ENGINE. Silence. Martin and Dan trade looks.", "Martin began to intimidate me. He\n could be very menacing. He began\n imitating Reese at school and that\n lead to fights with other", "Dan Soulsby.\n\n MARTIN\n\n Martin. Nice to meet you.\n\n DAN\n\n Where you heading to?", "I'm done with that racket. I'm\n going to Seattle and playing\n music.\nMartin tries the guitar, he's not that good.\n\n MARTIN", "(really pissed)\n Who the fuck is Martin?\nCosta sets his brow in determination; he is driving\nstraight at a large tree...", "enters. Slight, pale and frail, new clothes, a tag still\nhangs from his stiff work jacket. Martin stands in front\nof the Cashier a beat. Nervously tugs an earlobe.", "Dan produces a couple beers from his pockets. Offers\nMartin one.\n\n MARTIN\n\n Pisswater.\n\n DAN" ], [ "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "Reynaud swerves into the wrong lane. Stops cold in front\nof an apartment building. And gets out. Great driving.\nA mere two blocks away from the crime scene. Laval gets", "Find the real Martin Asher. He's\n your killer.\n (a beat)\n You better get his mother someplace\n safe.", "GRACE\n\n May I?\nShe takes the list of names. She tips over her briefcase\nwith her foot, the evidence bag spills out. Costa\nglances at the garrote, REACTS.", "Laval will go no further. Grace gets a running start,\njumps from the apartment window, tucks and rolls. On her\nfeet again, Grace sprints along the roof.", "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nGrace hugs Gillet. And the FBI Men escort her out of\nGillet's office.", "Looking up at the ceiling, she gasps.\nCosta stops. Turns. To see what she's looking at.\nSurprised to see pictures of Asher's victims, the crime", "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy.", "MARTIN\n\n I need a ticket to Montreal.\n\n CASHIER\n\n Montreal?\n\n MARTIN", "MARTIN\n\n Away from here.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "I'm done with that racket. I'm\n going to Seattle and playing\n music.\nMartin tries the guitar, he's not that good.\n\n MARTIN", "Our suspect kills Kohler on the\n river, lives his life a year,\n kills Edwards and assumes his ID\n for a year. Then he stalks Ford,", "brain dies.\nGrace doesn't let go. A long death embrace. Finally,\nwhen she is sure, Grace releases from Martin Asher's\nbody.", "Not here. This city no longer has\n the psychic gravity to hold him\n here. Try Mexico, getting a\n facelift.\n\n DIRECTOR GILLET", "Laval drives fast through a neat, modest neighborhood.\nGrace marveling at the police report.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Laval behind her. Running. Screaming in his radio.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL", "off Highway 29. Stop by.\nThere is a strange tension in her voice. She hangs up.\nTurns off the TV. She gets off the bed, crosses to a", "A half dozen PASSENGERS. Martin steps aboard, takes a\nseat. DAN SOULSBY, Martin's age, sits next to him,\noffers a hand. Martin shakes.\n\n DAN", "Martin, you have severe emotional\n problems. I know you're in a lot\n of pain. There's hope and help,\n Martin. Look at me, Martin. I\n love you very much.", "A PICKUP TRUCK approaches. Still a mile away.\nMartin watches Dan lean in the trunk for the tire iron.\nThe pickup gets closer, a big one. Heavy with bags of" ], [ "Listen to me. I can draw a\n picture of his face. I saw him.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL\n\n You want to draw a picture?", "We'll get an artist to help you.\n\n COSTA\n\n I can draw him, thank you.\nGrace crosses to the door. Costa begins drawing in\nearnest.", "Costa's physicality transforms from hip art dealer to\nsomething much more menacing. The monster Martin Asher.\nGrace looks him dead in the eye, more angry than scared.", "INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT\n\nAsher drawing the sketch of who we now know was Hart. Is\nthat a sly grin Asher has?", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "Is that our killer?\n\n GRACE\n\n Maybe. So far he checks out as an\n art dealer from Winnipeg.", "GRACE (V.O.)\n\n He draws a nice portrait of Mr.\n Hart and he's now inside the heart\n of Montreal PD's investigation.", "He was an addict. And a thief.\n An art thief. He hits galleries\n in Europe and North America.\n Traveled back and forth smuggling\n and selling stolen canvasses.", "Grace writes notes on a yellow pad. Inspectors Laval and\nReynaud cross, Laval shows her an artist's sketch of the\nvictim.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Find the real Martin Asher. He's\n your killer.\n (a beat)\n You better get his mother someplace\n safe.", "Laval moves a picture frame. A photograph falls out.\nLaval picks it up with surgical gloves.\nINSERT PHOTO: A dead ringer for Costa's sketch,", "COSTA\n\n A sketch. I can sketch him. I'm\n very good.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL", "Let me guess, Costa was selling\n stolen art for Hart and never gave\n him the money. Now Hart is just\n another one of Asher's victims.\nDirector Gillet.\n\n DIRECTOR GILLET", "An upper floor. Grace, Reynaud and the MANAGER cross to\na door. The Manager studies Costa's sketch of the\nattacker.\n\n\n\n\n SUPER", "That's him. He says he saw the\n killer.\nReynaud SLAPS the cop car, it quickly drives away. Grace", "Costa has finished the sketch. He holds it up to the\nmirror, for those he assumes are watching.", "THE SKETCH is taped to the dashboard, now labeled:\nUNKNOWN ASSAILANT. The cops cruise the business\ndistrict, eyeballing the arriving OFFICE WORKERS.", "Director Gillet stands tall before a podium. Blinded by\nlights. A bouquet of microphones in his face. Beside\nhim is a haunting poster-sized portrait of Martin Asher.", "Looking up at the ceiling, she gasps.\nCosta stops. Turns. To see what she's looking at.\nSurprised to see pictures of Asher's victims, the crime", "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy." ], [ "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "Listen to me; he's been dead\n eighteen years. He just walked\n right past me.\n\n\n\n\nINT. MONTREAL PD OFFICE - DAY", "Mrs. Asher looking at Martin Asher's remains. The\ncharred torso, blackened thighbones.\nMrs. Asher reaches for Asher's red swollen face.", "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy.", "He walked right past me. We made\n eye contact. I know he recognized\n me. It was my son. A mother\n knows these things. I will sign", "I lost my mother two years ago.\n Every day I think I see her.\n Driving to work in the car next to", "me. At mass. Shopping, I see\n her, but this is someone else's\n mother. You see?", "Find the real Martin Asher. He's\n your killer.\n (a beat)\n You better get his mother someplace\n safe.", "Bodies get mixed up all the time.\n Police found the wallet, called\n the mother and nothing was cross-\n checked. This was his head.", "I just saw my dead son get off the\n ferry.\nThe COPS trade looks.\n\n WOMAN", "To lose one son so young, then to\n lose the other two years later; to\n think you've lost him. That must\n have been devastating.", "Martin, you have severe emotional\n problems. I know you're in a lot\n of pain. There's hope and help,\n Martin. Look at me, Martin. I\n love you very much.", "Nineteen years ago I stood in this\n same room and your predecessor\n showed me a washtub full of blood", "GRACE\n\n The police want you to sign this\n so they can exhume the body in\n Martin's grave and verify\n identity.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "You need to open that grave. It\n can't be my son in there.\nA beat.\n\n INSPECTOR", "Listen to me. I can draw a\n picture of his face. I saw him.\n\n INSPECTOR LAVAL\n\n You want to draw a picture?", "GRACE\n\n Not her son? You're sure?\n\n MEDICAL EXAMINER (V.O.)\n\n Lab ran the test twice.", "MARTIN\n\n I know now that what you did to me\n was not love.\n\n\n\n\nINT. ASHER HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY", "I'll sign it. I already know\n somebody else's son is in that\n casket.\nThe PHONE RINGS.\n\n MRS. ASHER", "She didn't have one picture of\n Martin. Not one. Even cut him\n out of the old yearbooks. And she" ], [ "Mrs. Asher looking at Martin Asher's remains. The\ncharred torso, blackened thighbones.\nMrs. Asher reaches for Asher's red swollen face.", "Bodies get mixed up all the time.\n Police found the wallet, called\n the mother and nothing was cross-\n checked. This was his head.", "brain dies.\nGrace doesn't let go. A long death embrace. Finally,\nwhen she is sure, Grace releases from Martin Asher's\nbody.", "The body? Yes, they showed me\n some remains that had been hit by\n a pickup truck. The upper body\n was crushed. There was no face.\n I got physically ill.\nMrs. Asher studies Grace.", "He walked right past me. We made\n eye contact. I know he recognized\n me. It was my son. A mother\n knows these things. I will sign", "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy.", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "It couldn't sound crazier, but who\n else?\n\n GRACE\n\n Were you ever asked to identify\n his body?", "Grace walks around the headless body. The wetsuit has\nbeen removed, the body has been autopsied. Headless,\nskeletal hands, the legs are surprisingly well-preserved.", "Find the real Martin Asher. He's\n your killer.\n (a beat)\n You better get his mother someplace\n safe.", "GRACE\n\n Not her son? You're sure?\n\n MEDICAL EXAMINER (V.O.)\n\n Lab ran the test twice.", "I'll sign it. I already know\n somebody else's son is in that\n casket.\nThe PHONE RINGS.\n\n MRS. ASHER", "GRACE\n\n The police want you to sign this\n so they can exhume the body in\n Martin's grave and verify\n identity.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "She checks his pulse. He's dead. Grace stands.\nThe rain falling on her. Ice and moonlight. Grace spits\nblood, looks around. Looks at Asher's corpse.", "MARTIN\n\nHe can't believe what he has just done. He takes in the\ncarnage, tugs at his ear.", "investigate. He is buried there,\n no?\nThe Woman bristles. Stands, takes the forms.", "The victim was afraid of dentists.\n Bad teeth.\nInspectors Laval and Reynaud enter. Both give Grace wary\nnods. Inspector Laval hands the Medical Examiner a paper\nbag marked HUMAN REMAINS.", "We ID'd the remains in the morgue.\n The real ID.\nHe hands her a picture of the man whom we thought was\nAsher.\n\n GRACE", "MARTIN\n\n I know now that what you did to me\n was not love.\n\n\n\n\nINT. ASHER HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY", "This was a meter from the skull.\n At soil level.\nThe Medical Examiner opens the bag. Removes a wig. No," ], [ "CONTINUED:\n\n\n\n\nGrace hugs Gillet. And the FBI Men escort her out of\nGillet's office.", "Costa takes the gun from her purse, pockets it, along\nwith her FBI credentials and car keys.\nCosta backs away from Grace.", "(subtitled French)\n We are lucky the FBI is sending\n her. She is the Michael Jordan of\n criminal profiling.", "An FBI agent?\nThe ELEGANT WOMAN spots Costa and crosses. She lays a\nhand on Costa's shoulder. He turns and they kiss cheeks.\n\n ELEGANT WOMAN", "This ethics panel has no choice\n but to recommend terminating you\n for misconduct. Do you wish to\n make a statement?\nGrace shakes her head: no.\n\n SENIOR AGENT", "That was my boss. I'm going back\n to Quantico tomorrow.\nSuddenly that seems like the end of the world. Costa\nlooks at her.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "Anything he wants.\nKNOCKING. Gillet stands, crosses, opens his door. Two\nFBI SUPERVISORS enter. Grim, silver-haired. Grace\nstands.\n\n GRACE", "INT. FBI CONFERENCE ROOM - NIGHT\n\nGrace is exhausted, but holding up well. The questions\ndon't stop.", "No. I'm with the FBI.\nGrace shows her creds.\n\n MRS. ASHER", "soil sifted, the grass and brush removed. Grace sits up.\nGrace holds out her FBI creds, shielding her eyes from\nthe bright light.", "COUNCILMAN #1\n\n We really appreciate the FBI\n sending you. When can we expect\n your report?\n\n GRACE", "Grace does the walk of shame in front of her former\nCOLLEAGUES. She carries a cardboard box full of personal\nstuff from her office. Two GSA POLICE escort her.", "Holy shit.\nCosta takes a step toward her. The street cop motions\nfor Costa to stay back. Costa REACTS.", "Costa bursts from the fire exit, fed up. He rips off the\nwire, he struggles out of the body armor. Grace and\nLaval watching.\n\n COSTA", "INT. FBI CONFERENCE ROOM - THE NEXT DAY (PRESENT)\n\nThings are wrapping up.\n\n SENIOR AGENT", "Director, I'm the last person you\n should be discussing the case with\n at this point.\n\n DIRECTOR GILLET", "I'm ordering you home.\nReynaud acquiesces. A Uniform escorts him out of there.\nDirector Gillet crosses to Grace, who was watching him.\nShe sips coffee, an icepack on her ankle.", "106.\n\n\n\n\n\nINT. FBI BEHAVIORAL SCIENCE UNIT - DAY", "Reynaud swerves into the wrong lane. Stops cold in front\nof an apartment building. And gets out. Great driving.\nA mere two blocks away from the crime scene. Laval gets", "Yes. Hart thought Costa was\n systematically destroying his\n life. Hart's violent explosion\n was inevitable.\n\n SENIOR AGENT (V.O.)" ], [ "brain dies.\nGrace doesn't let go. A long death embrace. Finally,\nwhen she is sure, Grace releases from Martin Asher's\nbody.", "Okay. Are you going to my funeral\n when Martin Asher cuts my throat?\nThey both know she's been lowballing the threat. We can\ntell Grace is truly concerned for Costa's welfare.", "She didn't have one picture of\n Martin. Not one. Even cut him\n out of the old yearbooks. And she", "I should have cut her throat when\n I saw her on the ferry. That's\n the least she deserves. Please\n don't do anything, Grace. It\n would hurt me so much if I had to\n hurt you.", "Grace emerges from the woods. Running along the icy\nroad. She slips and falls. Cuts her hand on the ice.\nGrace stands, and keeps running, her hand bleeding, the\nknife getting slippery.", "Martin, you have severe emotional\n problems. I know you're in a lot\n of pain. There's hope and help,\n Martin. Look at me, Martin. I\n love you very much.", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "MARTIN\n\n I know now that what you did to me\n was not love.\n\n\n\n\nINT. ASHER HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY", "Presses his split scalp.\n\n GRACE\n\n This hurt?\n\n COSTA\n\n God yes. Stop that.", "Costa's physicality transforms from hip art dealer to\nsomething much more menacing. The monster Martin Asher.\nGrace looks him dead in the eye, more angry than scared.", "John, no harm will come to you.\n Listen to me. No harm will come\n to you. I promise. Anyone who\n wants to hurt you will have to get\n through these two for starters.", "Grace GASPS, looking at the knife embedded in her stomach.\nA beat as Grace and Asher stare at the knife.\nGrace uses the pause to kick away from Asher. She gets", "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy.", "Yes, yes. They have one big claw\n and curl up tight.\nLaval takes a long, sharpened screwdriver from his\njacket. Begins prying off a door molding. Grace sits at\nthe kitchen table.", "How dare you defy me. You will\n sit down on that couch and you\n will do it now. Martin.\nAsher sits. Mrs. Asher lays a hand on his, leans\nforward, her eyes intense and earnest.", "wears. Grace is not pregnant. She pulls the knife out.\nGrace runs deeper into the woods.\nAsher running in the woods behind her. The gun in his", "MARTIN neatly carved into it, then scratched out. A\nbroken light bulb overhead, its wires running to a corner\nof the house.", "GRACE\n\n What was his crime?\n\n COSTA\n\n He attacked his neighbor with a\n machete. There was a woman\n involved.", "was a very disturbed young man.\n Reese was Martin's world. Martin\n never recovered his equilibrium\n after we lost him. He changed.", "Shit!\nAsher kicks the knife from her hand. Then kicks her in\nthe face. He tries to kick her again but she grabs his\nleg." ], [ "No. That's Reese. Martin's older\n brother. He drowned in a terrible\n accident.\nGrace notes a photo of a smiling young REESE receiving a\nlong distance swimming trophy.", "Costa saw him. Costa caught him\n in the act, caught him being\n Martin Asher. Seen first by his\n mother, then by Costa. For the", "was a very disturbed young man.\n Reese was Martin's world. Martin\n never recovered his equilibrium\n after we lost him. He changed.", "GRACE\n\n Are you Martin?\nCosta gasps. The very thought is painful.\n\n COSTA", "Martin, you have severe emotional\n problems. I know you're in a lot\n of pain. There's hope and help,\n Martin. Look at me, Martin. I\n love you very much.", "A half dozen PASSENGERS. Martin steps aboard, takes a\nseat. DAN SOULSBY, Martin's age, sits next to him,\noffers a hand. Martin shakes.\n\n DAN", "MARTIN\n\n Away from here.\n\n (CONTINUED)", "MARTIN\n\n I know now that what you did to me\n was not love.\n\n\n\n\nINT. ASHER HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY", "So John Costa is really Martin\n Asher?\n\n MEDICAL EXAMINER (V.O.)", "Martin began to intimidate me. He\n could be very menacing. He began\n imitating Reese at school and that\n lead to fights with other", "Find the real Martin Asher. He's\n your killer.\n (a beat)\n You better get his mother someplace\n safe.", "MARTIN\n\nHe can't believe what he has just done. He takes in the\ncarnage, tugs at his ear.", "(really pissed)\n Who the fuck is Martin?\nCosta sets his brow in determination; he is driving\nstraight at a large tree...", "YOUNG MARTIN ASHER IS HUDDLED in the corner, shivering,\nCRYING and WHIMPERING. Martin looks AT us with haunted\neyes.", "Costa's physicality transforms from hip art dealer to\nsomething much more menacing. The monster Martin Asher.\nGrace looks him dead in the eye, more angry than scared.", "GRACE\n\n Is that Martin?\n\n MRS. ASHER", "brain dies.\nGrace doesn't let go. A long death embrace. Finally,\nwhen she is sure, Grace releases from Martin Asher's\nbody.", "Costa looks in the mirror and REACTS.\nMARTIN ASHER stares at him from the mirror. No doubt who\nit is. Asher is wound tight, not at all happy.\n\n ASHER", "Of course. No Martin. What do\n you want? What's my life worth to\n you?\n\n ASHER", "GRACE\n\n Martin Asher is dead, right?\nCosta REACTS.\n\n COSTA\n\n Can we please forget about him?" ], [ "INT. OLD FARMHOUSE - KITCHEN - NIGHT\n\nGrace takes a Glock from her pocket and sets it on the\ncounter. She pours water into a kettle.", "ground. She takes the opportunity to move her handcuffs\nfrom behind to in front.\nShe unties and removes the heavy prosthetic belly she", "off Highway 29. Stop by.\nThere is a strange tension in her voice. She hangs up.\nTurns off the TV. She gets off the bed, crosses to a", "wears. Grace is not pregnant. She pulls the knife out.\nGrace runs deeper into the woods.\nAsher running in the woods behind her. The gun in his", "113.\n\n\n\n\n\nEXT. OLD FARMHOUSE - NIGHT", "A WOMAN runs through the crowd. Terror etched in her\nface. She knocks aside several PEOPLE. Runs toward a\nrow of restaurants. Even in her turmoil, she is", "Ten minutes later Grace checks her P.O. Box. Finds some\nbaby catalogs. A local PREGNANT WOMAN enters.\n\n PREGNANT WOMAN", "One wall is just chicken wire. Her flashlight beam stabs\nat the yawning darkness beneath the house.\nThere is a public school desk chair combo. The name", "A very nice bed and breakfast. Grace enters and finds\nher luggage waiting. She loves the room. Antiques, art.\nGrace finds a bottle of wine and a note from Gillet. She", "Her house.\nA beat. Laval looks at Grace, decides he can trust her.", "Yeah, I'll get 'em.\nGrace enters with a flashlight and a pistol. She\ncautiously clears each room until she is sure she is", "Grace moves aside cobwebs with her big flashlight. The\nroom is tiny. Exposed joists overhead. Grace sits on\nthe cold concrete. A sleeping bag rolled in the corner.", "Grace REACTS, nothing is there. Chuckles for scaring\nherself. Grace feels the chicken wire. MORE SCRATCHING.\nGrace freezes. Listening carefully. Mice?\nSOMETHING moves closer.", "had a basement door like a vault.\n She's hiding something. In the\n basement of her house. What is\n it, ten minutes away from here?", "PREGNANT WOMAN\n\n That's it?\n\n GRACE\n\n Twins.", "INSPECTOR LAVAL\n\n If she's under our protection and\n something happens to her house,\n her belongings, the department\n could be liable. There could be a\n lawsuit.", "Grace emerges from the woods. Running along the icy\nroad. She slips and falls. Cuts her hand on the ice.\nGrace stands, and keeps running, her hand bleeding, the\nknife getting slippery.", "alone.\nGrace crosses to the hallway. The little dog is there.\nGROWLING. Grace tosses it a hamburger patty.", "old feces inside, a makeshift toilet. She sets it down.\nGrace pulls the door shut. And turns off her flashlight.\nPitch black. So quiet.", "She sits there, in the musty little cage. Listening to\nher BREATHING, to her HEART BEAT. So lonely, so\nfrightening. A tear rolls down her cheek. She SNIFFLES," ] ]

[ "What does Scott tell the police?", "Where is the farmhouse Scott is living in? ", "What happens to Martin's car while he is driving?", "Where is the ferry going when Mrs. Asher recognizes her son?", "What was the real name of the person who died in the car accident?", "How does Asher escape Montreal?", "Why is Scott summoned to Montreal?", "How long ago does Mrs. Asher say her son died?", "What occupation does Costa pose as?", "Who does Martin Asher meet and befriend on the bus early on in the story?", "What do Matt and Martin do when their bus breaks down?", "What happens to Matt after the tire on their car blows out?", "When Illeana Scott is recruited to help the Canadian Government apprehend Martin, what is Martin wanted for?", "Who identifies Martin on a Ferry in Quebec city?", "What does Martin's mother do after she sees Martin?", "Who does Martin take hostage as he flees?", "What does Scott discover after Costa comes to visit her in her hotel room?", "Who really died in the car accident?", "How does Scott trick Martin into coming to her home?", "What is the name of the boy that Martin befriends on the bus?", "What happens to the teenager Martin befriends after the bus breaks down?", "What city does Illeana travel to in order to help catch Martin for his crimes?", "What is the name of the art dealer who is able to make a sketch of Martin that leads to police finding his location?", "Under the impression that her son had died 19 years ago, where does Martin's mom believe that she has seen him before reporting it to the police?", "What happens after Martin's mother goes to the morgue to identify her sons body?", "Why is Illeana fired from the FBI?", "Why was Illeana not harmed when Martin attacked her with a pair of scissors?", "Who is Martin revealed to be?", "Why does the heavily pregnant Illeana move to a remote farmhouse in Pennsylvania?" ]

[ [ "It's over.", "\"It's over.\"" ], [ "Carlisle, Pennsylvania", "Carlisle" ], [ "A tire blows", "Its tired blows" ], [ "Quebec City", "Quebec City" ], [ "Christopher Hart", "Christopher Hart" ], [ "On a train", "on a train" ], [ "To help apprehend Asher", "to capture Martin" ], [ "19 Years", "19 years ago" ], [ "Art salesman", "Artist" ], [ "Matt Soulsby. ", "A fellow teen, Matt Soulsby" ], [ "They take a car from a nearby garage. ", "they somehow acquire a car from a nearby garage" ], [ "Martin kills him by kicking him out in front of an on-coming car and assumes his identity. ", "While changing the tire, Martin kicks Matt into the path of an oncoming truck." ], [ "Killing people and assuming their identity over the years. ", "Martin wanted to play around with Scott" ], [ "Martin's mother.", "His mom" ], [ "She reports the sighting to a police officer and identifies her son as a dangerous person. ", "she finds a police officer and tells him she saw her allegedly dead son on the ferry" ], [ "Costa. ", "James Costa" ], [ "That Costa is in fact Martin. ", "Costa is Martin, the murderer" ], [ "Christopher Hart, who Martin owed money to and murdered. ", "Christopher Hart, a drug dealer and art thief" ], [ "By pretending that she is pregnant with his twins. ", "She moved into a farmhouse to live by herself" ], [ "Matt Soulsby", "Matt Soulsby" ], [ "Martin kicks him into the path of an oncoming truck and steals his identity", "Martin kicked him into the path of an oncoming truck" ], [ "Montreal", "Montreal" ], [ "James Costa", "James Costa" ], [ "On a ferry in Queben City", "on a ferry to Quebec City" ], [ "She realizes that is not her son and that he still must be alive.", "She is killed" ], [ "She admits to having consensual sex with Martin", "because she confessed to having had sex with Asher" ], [ "She had on a prosthetic pregnancy belly ", "Illeana was wearing a fake pregnant belly." ], [ "James Costa", "If speaking about after the car accident, then in this case \"Martin\" was a drug dealer and art thief named Christopher Hart" ], [ "As part of a police ploy to attract Martin in order to catch him one and for all", "The FBI fires hire" ] ]

[ [ "doing probably displease the Sicilian authorities. After some little\nreflection he resolved that he would take his chance of the latter. The", "Sicily, not far from where Easy and Gascoigne had been driven on shore;\nthe weather was then more moderate, and the sea had, to a great degree,", "it, going back to Sicily under a guard. And now remember what I say as\na maxim through life. Fight with gentlemen, if you must fight, but not", "the coast of Sicily, without knowing it--cause and effect. After all,\nthere's nothing like argument; so having settled that point, let us go\nto dinner.\"", "had been made known to our hero, he cared more for obtaining his\nfather's consent than he did for remaining to enjoy himself at Palermo,\nand before noon of the next day all was ready, the vessel had been", "weakly constitution, and was with difficulty reared to manhood. When\nhis studies were completed he retired to his country-seat, belonging to\nour family, which is about twenty miles from Palermo, and shutting", "Our hero remained a fortnight at Malta, and then Signora Easy was\nre-embarked, and once more the _Rebiera_ made sail.", "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "Martin obtained leave to go to England, with their sister and her\nhusband. Nevertheless, Jack, who found Palermo a very pleasant\nresidence, was persuaded by the Don and his wife to remain there a", "\"He means mischief, I'm sure,\" replied Gascoigne.\n\n\"Still I feel a great deal of alarm about him,\" replied Easy; \"I wish\nnow that I had not let him go.\"", "until he should be able, by his prize-money, to repay them. Mr Easy\nwas not a man to refuse such a request, and, always having plenty of", "\"I understand, Mr Easy,\" said the gunner to him one day, after they had\nsailed for Malta, \"that you have entered into the science of\nnavigation--at your age it was high time.\"", "The report of the accident which had occurred to Easy and Gascoigne had\nbeen spread and fully believed throughout Palermo. Indeed, as usual, it", "\"Yes, directly; now send your boat away, Easy, with directions to your\nofficer in command. We must go back to Gibraltar, for we have received", "and blown down to Sicily--that will excite interest.\"", "\"To sea, John, to sea? no, no, dear John, you are not going to sea,\"\nreplied Mrs Easy, with horror.\n\n\"Yes, I am; father has agreed, and says he will obtain your consent.\"", "\"Yes, but that is not the end of it; when we get to Sicily what are we\nto do? we shall be imprisoned by the authorities--perhaps hung.\"\n\n\"We'll argue that point with them,\" replied Jack.", "\"Yes,\" replied Gascoigne, \"and sleep much better than in any of the\ncottages. I have been in Sicily before, and you have no idea how the\nfleas bite.\"", "Easy was very much of a mind with Mesty; \"for,\" argued Jack, \"if I go\nback now, I only bring a small vessel half full of beans, and I shall be", "there until it was dark, and then the friar ordered him to tie the bag\nof dollars to his saddle-bow. They mounted two mules, which stood\nalready caparisoned, and quitted Palermo." ], [ "\"Then, Mr Easy, you mean to say that the world and its contents are\nmade for all.\"\n\n\"Exactly, sir, that is my father's opinion, who is a very great\nphilosopher.\"", "Mr John Easy, and perceived that he was a courageous, decided boy, of a\nnaturally good disposition; but from the idiosyncrasy of the father and", "What had Mr Easy to offer in reply? He must either, as a philosopher,\nhave sacrificed his hypothesis, or, as a father, have sacrificed his", "\"That reminds me of this boy's father,\" replied Dr Middleton; who then\ndetailed to the pedagogue the idiosyncrasy of Mr Easy, and all the\ncircumstances attending Jack being sent to his school.", "But while Mrs Easy was suffering, Mr Easy was in ecstasies. He\nlaughed at pain, as all philosophers do when it is suffered by other\npeople, and not by themselves.", "\"By de soul of my fader, but it all for true, Massa Easy--he larrap, um,\nsure enough--all for noteing, bad luck to him--I tink,\" continued Mesty,", "Easy is a fine generous fellow, and so is his son, I can tell you.\nBy-the-bye, I had a long conversation with him the other day.\"", "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "\"That is exactly my opinion,\" replied Mr Easy, comforted at the doctor\nhaving so logically got him out of the scrape. \"But--he shall go to\nschool tomorrow, that I'm determined on.\"", "Mr Nicodemus Easy was a gentleman who lived down in Hampshire; he was a\nmarried man, and in very easy circumstances. Most couples find it very", "The gentleman who accosted Jack had heard of Mr Easy and his arguments;\nhe was a humorist, and more inclined to laugh than to be angry; at the\nsame time he considered it necessary to show Jack that under existing\ncircumstances they were not tenable.", "It was surmised that the accident must have taken place the evening\nbefore, and it was easy to account for it. Mr Easy, who had had the", "\"Indeed, sir,\" said Easy, who saw that the chaplain was in great\ntribulation, and hoped to pacify him, \"I was certainly not there all the", "\"Man is a free agent,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"I'll be shot if a midshipman is,\" replied Gascoigne, laughing, \"and\nthat you'll soon find.\"", "pointed out to Mrs Easy that there was no flogging at the school, and\nthat the punishment received by Johnny from his father would very likely\nbe repeated--and in the next, although Mrs Easy thought that she never", "certain length that is about six feet, for we all inherit our graves,\nand are allowed to take possession without dispute. But no one would\nlisten to Mr Easy's philosophy. The women would not acknowledge the", "about the matter. At last Mr Easy opened his eyes, and when, upon\ninterrogating his wife, he found out the astounding truth, he opened his", "\"My dear son,\" replied Mr Easy, sitting down, and crossing his legs\ncomplacently, with his two hands under his right thigh, according to his", "\"To reply, sir?\" replied Mr Easy with scorn, \"why, he has not given me\nhalf an argument yet--why, that black servant even laughs at him--look" ], [ "\"To sea, John, to sea? no, no, dear John, you are not going to sea,\"\nreplied Mrs Easy, with horror.\n\n\"Yes, I am; father has agreed, and says he will obtain your consent.\"", "\"Den, Massa Easy, why you go to sea? When man ab no money, noting to\neat, den he go to sea, but everybody say you ab plenty money--why you\ncome to sea?\"", "\"I understand, Mr Easy,\" said the gunner to him one day, after they had\nsailed for Malta, \"that you have entered into the science of\nnavigation--at your age it was high time.\"", "\"I think, Mr Easy,\" said the first lieutenant, \"that as you are so\nparticularly fond of taking a cruise\"--for Jack had told the whole\ntruth--\"it might be as well that you improve your navigation.\"", "\"When you first entered the service, Easy,\" said Captain Sawbridge, \"I\nthought that the sooner the service was rid of you the better; now that", "\"Then, as for his dismissal, or rather, not allowing him to join, Mr\nEasy has been brought up in the country, and has never seen anything", "Easy. He had succeeded in obtaining his appointment to a sloop of war\n(for he was in the king's service), but was without the means of fitting", "feelings. As for the court-martial, it will not hold good, for Mr\nEasy, in the first place, has not yet joined the ship, and in the next", "\"Well, then, we shall be ordered in directly, and I shall go on shore\nto-morrow,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"Yes, if you're ill,\" replied Gascoigne.", "Mesty, who had resumed his sailor's clothes, now observed, \"What we do,\nMassa Easy, we do quickly--time for all ting, time for show face and\nfight--time for hide face, crawl, and steal.\"", "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "You went on board of your own free will in woman's clothes. Mr Easy's\norders were positive, and he obeyed them. It was his duty to sail as", "\"Then look you, Ned,\" said Easy; \"I've lots of dollars; we may as well\nbe hanged for a sheep as a lamb, as the saying is; I vote that we do not\ngo on board.\"", "\"It is for that very reason, sir,\" replied Jack, \"that I have decided\nupon going to sea: and if you do remain on board, I hope to argue the", "\"No, my dear Easy, the best thing that you can do is to stay in the\nservice, for it will soon put an end to all such nonsensical ideas; and", "\"Why so, sir?\" said Easy, who stood near, \"I am sure you need not be\nashamed of what you have done.\"", "Easy followed the admiral and flag-captain into the cabin, and then\nboldly told the whole story how he tricked them all. It was impossible", "\"Merciful God! Mr Easy, where did you come from?\"\n\n\"From that ship astern, sir,\" replied Jack.", "\"Man is a free agent,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"I'll be shot if a midshipman is,\" replied Gascoigne, laughing, \"and\nthat you'll soon find.\"", "\"Yes,\" replied Easy, \"you may see that; look at some of them bound\nthere, under charge of the soldiers.\"\n\n\"Den, sar, I tink it high time we go too.\"" ], [ "Mesty had been a great man in his own country; he had suffered all the\nhorrors of a passage in a slave ship; he had been sold as a slave twice;", "him a history of his life. Mesty replied, that if he wished he was\nready to talk; and at a nod from our hero, Mesty commenced as follows.", "Having been told that there was no slavery in England, Mesty had\nconcealed himself on board an English merchant vessel, and escaped. On", "Mesty. Jack took the opportunity of stating Mesty's aversion to his\npresent employment, and his recommendation was graciously received.\nJack also succeeded in obtaining the pardon of the men, in consideration", "\"Is your master recovering?\"\n\n\"Yes,\" replied Mesty, \"he is at present doing well.\"\n\n\"Have you served him long?\"\n\n\"No,\" replied Mesty.", "Mesty. Mesty in other points was an eccentric character; at one moment,\nwhen he remembered his lineage, he was proud to excess, at others he was", "Gascoigne translated all that Mesty had communicated. The interest of\nthe narrative now became exciting. Mesty continued:", "\"I understand,\" replied Mesty; \"hab those things in my country.\"\n\n\"Well--do you consent?--if so, I will write the letter to get the\nmoney.\"", "He then sat down and imparted to Don Rebiera all the adventures of\nMesty. Don Rebiera was for some time in deep thought; at last he\nreplied:", "Mesty, with whom he had contracted a great friendship, for there was\nnothing that Mesty would not have done for Jack, although he had not\nbeen three weeks in the ship; but a little reflection will show that it", "Mesty was right; it was poor Jolliffe, whose face was burned as black as\na coal by the explosion. He had also lost three fingers of the left", "Mesty, who showed himself an able engineer, when they heard the sound of\nan approaching multitude. They looked out of one of the windows and\nperceived the house surrounded by the galley-slaves, in number,", "\"I don't know, but you can't; so, for want of better advice, I'll try\nthe Ashantee.\"\n\nOur hero went to Mesty, and laid the difficult affair open to him.", "had seized a friar on a day which they could not recollect. The reader\nwill remember that it was Mesty.", "with the consent of the latter, he should hereafter take the whole\ncontrol of the establishment, and that Mesty would be the major-domo\nfrom whom they would receive their orders. The man stared, and cast an", "but--once I was prince,\" replied Mesty, lowering his voice at the last\nfew emphatic words.", "Mesty, who had seen this catastrophe, turned towards our hero, who still\nhid his face.\n\n\"I'm glad he no see dat, anyhow,\" muttered Mesty.", "\"Mesty--that you have been a prince, I care little about, although I\ndoubt it not, because you are incapable of a lie; but you are a man, and", "Mesty took the hand offered by Jack. It was the first peace-offering\never extended to him, since, he had been torn away from his native", "\"But you are now a Christian, Mesty.\"\n\n\"I hear all that your people say,\" replied the negro, \"and it make me\ntink--I no longer believe in fetish, anyhow.\"" ], [ "\"Den, Mr Easy,\" replied Mesty, changing his countenance to an\nexpression almost demoniacal--\"there no help for it\"--and Mesty showed\nhis knife which he held in his right hand.", "Mesty, who had resumed his sailor's clothes, now observed, \"What we do,\nMassa Easy, we do quickly--time for all ting, time for show face and\nfight--time for hide face, crawl, and steal.\"", "\"Massa Easy, you show me dat man?\" said Mesty, when he heard the\nconversation between Easy and the Rebieras; \"only let me know him.\"", "\"I tink all pretty safe now,\" said Mesty. \"Mr Easy, we now go down\nbelow and beat all men into the hold.\"", "At which reply Jack returned to Mesty.\n\n\"Massa Easy, I look at um face, dat feller, Eastop, he no like it. I go\nshore wid you, see fair play, anyhow--suppose I can?\"", "\"Oh Mesty, Mesty,\" exclaimed our hero; \"you should not have done that--\nthere will be mischief come from it.\"\n\n\"Now he dead, Massa Easy, so much less mischief.\"", "\"Are you in much pain, Easy?\" said the captain kindly.\n\nEasy closed his eyes again, and murmured, \"Mesty, Mesty!\"", "\"Yes, Mr Easy: but recollect that, even with Mesty, you are no match\nfor one hundred and fifty men, so be prudent. I send, you to relieve\nyour anxiety, not to run into danger.\"", "him a history of his life. Mesty replied, that if he wished he was\nready to talk; and at a nod from our hero, Mesty commenced as follows.", "Easy was very much of a mind with Mesty; \"for,\" argued Jack, \"if I go\nback now, I only bring a small vessel half full of beans, and I shall be", "Mesty. Jack took the opportunity of stating Mesty's aversion to his\npresent employment, and his recommendation was graciously received.\nJack also succeeded in obtaining the pardon of the men, in consideration", "\"By de holy poker, I tink he sway away finely, Massa Easy,\" observed\nMesty, who was in converse with our hero on the forecastle.", "\"That deserves consideration, Mesty,\" replied Jack, who thought of it\nduring that night; and the next day resolved to follow Mesty's advice.", "\"I tell you so, Massa Easy,\" said Mesty: \"damn rascals, they forget they\ncome down fire musket at us every day: by all de powers, Mesty not\nforget it.\"", "Mesty, who had seen this catastrophe, turned towards our hero, who still\nhid his face.\n\n\"I'm glad he no see dat, anyhow,\" muttered Mesty.", "After a few minutes, Mesty tapped his cane on the funnel, and\nrecommenced.\n\n\"Then why you stay at sea, Massa Easy?\"", "\"Massy Easy,\" said Mesty, \"I tink you say right, anyhow, when you say\nforgive: den, Massa Vigors,\" continued Mesty, taking up the head by the", "\"But why should I not give them water, Mesty?\"\n\n\"Because, sar, den they take boat.\"\n\n\"Very true,\" replied Easy.", "\"But you are now a Christian, Mesty.\"\n\n\"I hear all that your people say,\" replied the negro, \"and it make me\ntink--I no longer believe in fetish, anyhow.\"", "\"Where is the friar, Mesty?\" inquired Easy.\n\n\"Stop a little, Massa--suppose we lock door first, and den I tell all.\"" ], [ "MR. EASY'S WONDERFUL INVENTION FULLY EXPLAINED BY HIMSELF--MUCH TO THE", "\"That,\" replied Mr Easy, \"is the greatest perfection of the whole\ninvention, for without I could do that, I could have done little. I", "was Mr Easy, with his head in the machine, the platform below fallen\nfrom under him, hanging, with his toes just touching the ground. Dr", "Mr Easy took no notice of anything; he returned to his study and his\nwonderful invention. Mesty had received the keys of the cellar, and had", "body to be taken up into a bedroom, and immediately despatched a\nmessenger to the coroner of the county. Poor Mr Easy had told his son\nbut the day before that he felt convinced that this wonderful invention", "Easy is a fine generous fellow, and so is his son, I can tell you.\nBy-the-bye, I had a long conversation with him the other day.\"", "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "It was surmised that the accident must have taken place the evening\nbefore, and it was easy to account for it. Mr Easy, who had had the", "The doctor had his game to play with Mrs Easy. He magnified her\nhusband's accident--he magnified his wrath, and advised her by no means", "\"Oh dear no, sir,\" replied the waiter, \"Mr Easy has the front\napartments on the first floor.\"\n\n\"Well, then, show me up to the first floor.\"", "But while Mrs Easy was suffering, Mr Easy was in ecstasies. He\nlaughed at pain, as all philosophers do when it is suffered by other\npeople, and not by themselves.", "\"No, no, Easy.\"", "until he should be able, by his prize-money, to repay them. Mr Easy\nwas not a man to refuse such a request, and, always having plenty of", "is fit for nothing else; he must be a very incapable person indeed who\ncannot talk nonsense. For some time, Mr Easy could not decide upon\nwhat description his nonsense should consist of; at last he fixed upon", "\"They have no arms,\" observed Easy.", "about the matter. At last Mr Easy opened his eyes, and when, upon\ninterrogating his wife, he found out the astounding truth, he opened his", "\"Why, what's the matter with it, Mr Easy?\"", "How long Mr Easy would have continued it is impossible to say; but the\ndoor opened, and Mr Easy looked up while still administering the", "interfering with each other. Mr Easy knew his wife could not\nunderstand him, and therefore did not expect her to listen very\nattentively; and Mrs Easy did not care how much her husband talked,", "And Mr Easy threw himself back in his chair, imagining, like all\nphilosophers, that he had said something very clever." ], [ "It was surmised that the accident must have taken place the evening\nbefore, and it was easy to account for it. Mr Easy, who had had the", "But while Mrs Easy was suffering, Mr Easy was in ecstasies. He\nlaughed at pain, as all philosophers do when it is suffered by other\npeople, and not by themselves.", "was Mr Easy, with his head in the machine, the platform below fallen\nfrom under him, hanging, with his toes just touching the ground. Dr", "\"I am ashamed to say that we did, sir,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"How did you manage that, and why?\"", "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "\"Indeed, sir,\" said Easy, who saw that the chaplain was in great\ntribulation, and hoped to pacify him, \"I was certainly not there all the", "\"Are you in much pain, Easy?\" said the captain kindly.\n\nEasy closed his eyes again, and murmured, \"Mesty, Mesty!\"", "\"Too late, Jack.\"\n\n\"Yes,\" replied Easy, sinking down on the stern sheets with a look of\ndespair.\n\n\"Give way, my lads, give way.\"", "\"Well, then, our blood be on your hands, Mr Easy,\" replied the first\nman who had spoken. \"If we are to die, it must not be by inches--if you", "Mr Easy; he little \"thought, good easy man, that his greatness was\nripening;\" he had decided that to have an heir was no easy task, and it", "\"No, no,\" replied Mrs Easy, who was ill, and unable to contend any\nlonger, \"I give it up, Mr Easy. I know how it will be, as it always", "\"I will write to him,\" said Mr Easy mournfully, \"but I should have\nliked to have felt his head first;\" and thus was the matter arranged.", "\"No, my dear Easy, the best thing that you can do is to stay in the\nservice, for it will soon put an end to all such nonsensical ideas; and", "\"When you first entered the service, Easy,\" said Captain Sawbridge, \"I\nthought that the sooner the service was rid of you the better; now that", "\"Your last argument is strong, Easy, but I cannot consent to your doing\nwhat may occasion you uneasiness hereafter when you think of it.\"\n\n\"Pooh! nonsense--I am a philosopher.\"", "\"Well, Mr Easy, he shall have one to-morrow morning. Have you seen Mr\nPottyfar? He, I am afraid, is very bad.\"", "The doctor had his game to play with Mrs Easy. He magnified her\nhusband's accident--he magnified his wrath, and advised her by no means", "The gentleman who accosted Jack had heard of Mr Easy and his arguments;\nhe was a humorist, and more inclined to laugh than to be angry; at the\nsame time he considered it necessary to show Jack that under existing\ncircumstances they were not tenable.", "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "And Mr Easy threw himself back in his chair, imagining, like all\nphilosophers, that he had said something very clever." ], [ "pleased with the conduct of Mesty, that he appointed him to a situation\nwhich was particularly suited to him--that of ship's corporal. Mr", "with the consent of the latter, he should hereafter take the whole\ncontrol of the establishment, and that Mesty would be the major-domo\nfrom whom they would receive their orders. The man stared, and cast an", "Mesty was right; it was poor Jolliffe, whose face was burned as black as\na coal by the explosion. He had also lost three fingers of the left", "Mesty. Jack took the opportunity of stating Mesty's aversion to his\npresent employment, and his recommendation was graciously received.\nJack also succeeded in obtaining the pardon of the men, in consideration", "\"Yes, sir,\" replied Jack, \"I'll not forget;\" and off went Jack,\ndelighted. He ordered Mesty to put up his whole portmanteau instead of", "\"Mesty,\" said Jack, \"I leave you in charge of Mr Jolliffe; take every\ncare of him till I can come back.\"", "The two midshipmen got into their beds, and Mesty sat on the chest\nbetween them, looking as grave as a judge. The question was, how to get", "had also some thing to do, which was to assist his wounded men, and\nsecure his guns. Moreover, Mesty did not think it prudent to leave the", "The next day the order for the money was given to Mesty, and he went to\nthe Friar Thomaso with it. The friar hastened with Mesty to the\nmonastery and sent for the interpreter.", "\"What am I to do about Mesty, sir? I cannot bear the idea of parting\nwith him.\"\n\n\"I am afraid that you must; I cannot well interfere there.\"", "As Mesty was often on shore with Jack, and knew the friar very well by\nsight, it was agreed that the letter should be confided to his charge;", "The filed teeth, the savage look, and determination of Mesty, had the\ndue effect. The men sullenly returned and unloaded the chaise. In the", "way, and he would stay there as long as they pleased. Mesty gave them\nthe keys of the provision-hatch, and told them, with a grin, to help", "Mesty, who showed himself an able engineer, when they heard the sound of\nan approaching multitude. They looked out of one of the windows and\nperceived the house surrounded by the galley-slaves, in number,", "\"I understand,\" replied Mesty; \"hab those things in my country.\"\n\n\"Well--do you consent?--if so, I will write the letter to get the\nmoney.\"", "\"Stop a little,\" replied Mesty.\n\nJack and Mesty went to bed, and as a precaution against the Spaniard,\nwhich was hardly necessary, Mesty locked the cabin door--but Mesty never\nforgot anything.", "\"I tink all pretty safe now,\" said Mesty. \"Mr Easy, we now go down\nbelow and beat all men into the hold.\"", "\"Yes,\" replied Mesty, \"one man sentry over cabin hatch, and another over\nafter-hatch. Now den we light candle, and all the rest go round the\ndeck. Mind you leave all your pistols on capstern.\"", "Mesty, who had resumed his sailor's clothes, now observed, \"What we do,\nMassa Easy, we do quickly--time for all ting, time for show face and\nfight--time for hide face, crawl, and steal.\"", "The butler, followed by Mesty, who attended him as if he was his\nprisoner, now made his appearance with the tray--laid it down in a sulky\nmanner and retired. Jack desired Mesty to remain." ], [ "The gentleman who accosted Jack had heard of Mr Easy and his arguments;\nhe was a humorist, and more inclined to laugh than to be angry; at the\nsame time he considered it necessary to show Jack that under existing\ncircumstances they were not tenable.", "And Mr Easy threw himself back in his chair, imagining, like all\nphilosophers, that he had said something very clever.", "rights of men, whom they declared always to be in the wrong; and, as the\ngentlemen who visited Mr Easy were all men of property, they could not", "appearance of order and comfort. Mr Easy ate very heartily, but said\nnothing till after dinner, when, as was his usual custom, he commenced\narguing upon the truth and soundness of his philosophy.", "But while Mrs Easy was suffering, Mr Easy was in ecstasies. He\nlaughed at pain, as all philosophers do when it is suffered by other\npeople, and not by themselves.", "Easy and Gascoigne were summoned, listened very respectfully to all\nCaptain Sawbridge said, promised to conduct themselves with the utmost", "\"Indeed, sir,\" said Easy, who saw that the chaplain was in great\ntribulation, and hoped to pacify him, \"I was certainly not there all the", "\"My dear sir,\" observed Mr Easy, \"you must not be in a hurry; every man\nnaturally provides for his own wants first, and afterwards for those of\nothers. Now my servants--\"", "interfering with each other. Mr Easy knew his wife could not\nunderstand him, and therefore did not expect her to listen very\nattentively; and Mrs Easy did not care how much her husband talked,", "There was another cause for their agreeing so well. Upon any disputed\nquestion Mr Easy invariably gave it up to Mrs Easy, telling her that", "Easy is a fine generous fellow, and so is his son, I can tell you.\nBy-the-bye, I had a long conversation with him the other day.\"", "While Mr Easy talked philosophy, Mrs Easy played patience, and they\nwere a happy couple, riding side by side on their hobbies, and never", "\"To reply, sir?\" replied Mr Easy with scorn, \"why, he has not given me\nhalf an argument yet--why, that black servant even laughs at him--look", "\"Why so, sir?\" said Easy, who stood near, \"I am sure you need not be\nashamed of what you have done.\"", "with Mr Easy, who had been silent during this scene. Now Dr Middleton\nwas a clever, sensible man, who had no wish to impose upon any one. As", "\"My dear son,\" replied Mr Easy, sitting down, and crossing his legs\ncomplacently, with his two hands under his right thigh, according to his", "\"Stop, Sawbridge,\" replied Captain Wilson, \"take a chair. As Mr Easy\nsays, we must argue the point, and then I will leave it to your better", "\"I understand, Mr Easy,\" said the gunner to him one day, after they had\nsailed for Malta, \"that you have entered into the science of\nnavigation--at your age it was high time.\"", "until he should be able, by his prize-money, to repay them. Mr Easy\nwas not a man to refuse such a request, and, always having plenty of", "Gascoigne was in ecstasies at the novelty of the proceeding, the more so\nas he perceived that Easy obtained every advantage by the arrangement." ], [ "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "\"I am ashamed to say that we did, sir,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"How did you manage that, and why?\"", "It was surmised that the accident must have taken place the evening\nbefore, and it was easy to account for it. Mr Easy, who had had the", "domestic felicity of Mr Easy was not easily disturbed. But, as people\nhave observed before, there is a mutability in human affairs. It was at", "\"No, no,\" replied Mrs Easy, who was ill, and unable to contend any\nlonger, \"I give it up, Mr Easy. I know how it will be, as it always", "\"He means mischief, I'm sure,\" replied Gascoigne.\n\n\"Still I feel a great deal of alarm about him,\" replied Easy; \"I wish\nnow that I had not let him go.\"", "\"I have examined her,\" replied the doctor, \"and can safely recommend\nher.\"\n\n\"That examination is only preliminary to one more important,\" replied\nMr Easy. \"I must examine her.\"", "\"Well, Mr Easy, he shall have one to-morrow morning. Have you seen Mr\nPottyfar? He, I am afraid, is very bad.\"", "\"When you first entered the service, Easy,\" said Captain Sawbridge, \"I\nthought that the sooner the service was rid of you the better; now that", "Mrs Easy made no reply, and the philosopher quitted the room. As may\neasily be imagined, on the following day the boy was christened John.\n\n\n\nCHAPTER THREE.", "Mr Nicodemus Easy was a gentleman who lived down in Hampshire; he was a\nmarried man, and in very easy circumstances. Most couples find it very", "The doctor had his game to play with Mrs Easy. He magnified her\nhusband's accident--he magnified his wrath, and advised her by no means", "\"Are you in much pain, Easy?\" said the captain kindly.\n\nEasy closed his eyes again, and murmured, \"Mesty, Mesty!\"", "servants--very silly man indeed--but I let him have his own way. So I\ndid your poor mother. Silly woman, Mrs Easy--but never mind that.\"", "inquire if there was such a person arrived as Mr Easy. \"Oh, yes,\"\nreplied the waiter at the Fountain--\"Mr Easy has been here these three\nweeks.\"", "\"Examine who, Mr Easy?\" exclaimed his wife, who had lain down again on\nthe bed.\n\n\"The nurse, my dear.\"\n\n\"Examine what, Mr Easy?\" continued the lady.", "But while Mrs Easy was suffering, Mr Easy was in ecstasies. He\nlaughed at pain, as all philosophers do when it is suffered by other\npeople, and not by themselves.", "\"Indeed, sir,\" said Easy, who saw that the chaplain was in great\ntribulation, and hoped to pacify him, \"I was certainly not there all the", "In the meantime the Spaniard, who was a quiet lad, had prepared the\ndinner for Easy and his now only companion. The evening closed, and all" ], [ "Mr John Easy, and perceived that he was a courageous, decided boy, of a\nnaturally good disposition; but from the idiosyncrasy of the father and", "\"Then, Mr Easy, you mean to say that the world and its contents are\nmade for all.\"\n\n\"Exactly, sir, that is my father's opinion, who is a very great\nphilosopher.\"", "Easy is a fine generous fellow, and so is his son, I can tell you.\nBy-the-bye, I had a long conversation with him the other day.\"", "\"That reminds me of this boy's father,\" replied Dr Middleton; who then\ndetailed to the pedagogue the idiosyncrasy of Mr Easy, and all the\ncircumstances attending Jack being sent to his school.", "What had Mr Easy to offer in reply? He must either, as a philosopher,\nhave sacrificed his hypothesis, or, as a father, have sacrificed his", "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "\"I say, Easy,\" observed Gascoigne, \"you are a devilish free and easy\nsort of a fellow, to tell the captain that you considered yourself as\ngreat a man as he was.\"", "Mr Easy; he little \"thought, good easy man, that his greatness was\nripening;\" he had decided that to have an heir was no easy task, and it", "\"By de soul of my fader, but it all for true, Massa Easy--he larrap, um,\nsure enough--all for noteing, bad luck to him--I tink,\" continued Mesty,", "\"To reply, sir?\" replied Mr Easy with scorn, \"why, he has not given me\nhalf an argument yet--why, that black servant even laughs at him--look", "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "\"My dear son,\" replied Mr Easy, sitting down, and crossing his legs\ncomplacently, with his two hands under his right thigh, according to his", "And Mr Easy threw himself back in his chair, imagining, like all\nphilosophers, that he had said something very clever.", "The gentleman who accosted Jack had heard of Mr Easy and his arguments;\nhe was a humorist, and more inclined to laugh than to be angry; at the\nsame time he considered it necessary to show Jack that under existing\ncircumstances they were not tenable.", "But while Mrs Easy was suffering, Mr Easy was in ecstasies. He\nlaughed at pain, as all philosophers do when it is suffered by other\npeople, and not by themselves.", "\"Man is a free agent,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"I'll be shot if a midshipman is,\" replied Gascoigne, laughing, \"and\nthat you'll soon find.\"", "\"My dear sir,\" observed Mr Easy, \"you must not be in a hurry; every man\nnaturally provides for his own wants first, and afterwards for those of\nothers. Now my servants--\"", "Mr Nicodemus Easy was a gentleman who lived down in Hampshire; he was a\nmarried man, and in very easy circumstances. Most couples find it very", "\"Then, as for his dismissal, or rather, not allowing him to join, Mr\nEasy has been brought up in the country, and has never seen anything", "\"If, sir,\" replied Easy, \"you mean by knock under, that I must submit, I\ncan assure you that you are mistaken. Upon the same principle that I" ], [ "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "\"Certainly, sir; my name is Easy, very much at your service.\"", "inquire if there was such a person arrived as Mr Easy. \"Oh, yes,\"\nreplied the waiter at the Fountain--\"Mr Easy has been here these three\nweeks.\"", "\"No, no, Easy.\"", "\"Then, as for his dismissal, or rather, not allowing him to join, Mr\nEasy has been brought up in the country, and has never seen anything", "from what he had heard and now seen of Easy, thought he had somebody\nelse to play upon, and without ceremony he commenced.", "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "\"Well, Mr Easy,\" observed Vigors, as he came into the berth, \"you take\nafter your name, at all events; I suppose you intend to eat the king's\nprovision, and do nothing.\"", "\"Yes,\" replied Easy, \"you may see that; look at some of them bound\nthere, under charge of the soldiers.\"\n\n\"Den, sar, I tink it high time we go too.\"", "\"Indeed, sir,\" said Easy, who saw that the chaplain was in great\ntribulation, and hoped to pacify him, \"I was certainly not there all the", "But while Mrs Easy was suffering, Mr Easy was in ecstasies. He\nlaughed at pain, as all philosophers do when it is suffered by other\npeople, and not by themselves.", "Thus did Jack Easy make the best use that he could of his strength, and\nbecome, as it were, the champion and security of those who, although", "\"Massa Easy, you show me dat man?\" said Mesty, when he heard the\nconversation between Easy and the Rebieras; \"only let me know him.\"", "CHAPTER NINE.\n\nIN WHICH MR. EASY FINDS HIMSELF ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BAY OF BISCAY.", "\"I have examined her,\" replied the doctor, \"and can safely recommend\nher.\"\n\n\"That examination is only preliminary to one more important,\" replied\nMr Easy. \"I must examine her.\"", "\"I am ashamed to say that we did, sir,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"How did you manage that, and why?\"", "cheer was given, and attracted the notice of the soldiers. They\nperceived Easy and his companions; the house was surrounded and entered\nin an instant.", "It was surmised that the accident must have taken place the evening\nbefore, and it was easy to account for it. Mr Easy, who had had the", "\"No,\" replied the gunner, \"this is a duel of three. You will fire at\nMr Easy, Mr Easy will fire at Mr Biggs, and Mr Biggs will fire at\nyou. It is all arranged, Mr Easthupp.\"", "\"Why so, sir?\" said Easy, who stood near, \"I am sure you need not be\nashamed of what you have done.\"" ], [ "\"Well, then, we shall be ordered in directly, and I shall go on shore\nto-morrow,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"Yes, if you're ill,\" replied Gascoigne.", "\"Are you in much pain, Easy?\" said the captain kindly.\n\nEasy closed his eyes again, and murmured, \"Mesty, Mesty!\"", "\"I trust so too, Mr Easy,\" replied the captain. \"There, you may go\nnow, and let me hear no more of kicking people down the hatchway. That\nsort of zeal is misplaced.\"", "Jack reported himself when he came on board, and Mr Pottyfar, who was\non the quarter-deck at the time, expressed a hope that Mr Easy would", "\"This is the gentleman whom you have insulted, Mr Easy,\" replied the\nboatswain, pointing to the purser's steward.", "the quarter-deck, and, calling for Mr Easy, gave him what appeared to\nbe a very severe reprimand, which Jack looked upon very quietly, because", "\"Merciful God! Mr Easy, where did you come from?\"\n\n\"From that ship astern, sir,\" replied Jack.", "\"Certainly, sir,\" replied Jack, \"now that I am aware of your wishes.\"\n\n\"You will oblige me, Mr Easy, by going on the quarter-deck, and wait\nthere till I come up.\"", "Captain Sawbridge gave him his hand. \"Come down with me in the cabin,\nMr Easy; I am very glad to see you. Give you great credit for your", "\"I think, Mr Easy,\" said the first lieutenant, \"that as you are so\nparticularly fond of taking a cruise\"--for Jack had told the whole\ntruth--\"it might be as well that you improve your navigation.\"", "\"Now, Mr Easy, the great ting will be to get hold of captain; we must\nget him on deck. Open cabin-hatch now, and keep the after-hatch fast.\nTwo men stay there, the others all come aft.\"", "When Jack Easy had gained the deck, he found the sun shining gaily, a\nsoft air blowing from the shore, and the whole of the rigging and every", "us all. Harpur,\" continued the first-lieutenant to the doctor, \"take\nMr Easy down in the gun-room with you, and I will be down myself as", "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "\"Now, Massa Easy, please you come aft and lower down little boat; take\nyour pistols and then we go on shore and bring off the cutter; they all\nasleep now.\"", "\"Man is a free agent,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"I'll be shot if a midshipman is,\" replied Gascoigne, laughing, \"and\nthat you'll soon find.\"", "\"Mr Easy, the Governor desired me to bring you on shore to dine with\nhim, and he has a bed at your service.\"\n\nJack touched his hat, and ran down below, to make his few preparations.", "\"I understand, Mr Easy,\" said the gunner to him one day, after they had\nsailed for Malta, \"that you have entered into the science of\nnavigation--at your age it was high time.\"", "The next day Easy took down an acting order for Martin, and put it into\nhis hands. The mate read it over as he lay bandaged in his hammock.", "\"Good-night, sar. Who I say call when captain come on board?\"\n\n\"Captain Easy.\"\n\n\"Captain He-see, very well, sar.\"" ], [ "Mesty had been a great man in his own country; he had suffered all the\nhorrors of a passage in a slave ship; he had been sold as a slave twice;", "\"Mesty--that you have been a prince, I care little about, although I\ndoubt it not, because you are incapable of a lie; but you are a man, and", "but--once I was prince,\" replied Mesty, lowering his voice at the last\nfew emphatic words.", "Mesty. Mesty in other points was an eccentric character; at one moment,\nwhen he remembered his lineage, he was proud to excess, at others he was", "him a history of his life. Mesty replied, that if he wished he was\nready to talk; and at a nod from our hero, Mesty commenced as follows.", "Gascoigne translated all that Mesty had communicated. The interest of\nthe narrative now became exciting. Mesty continued:", "\"I understand,\" replied Mesty; \"hab those things in my country.\"\n\n\"Well--do you consent?--if so, I will write the letter to get the\nmoney.\"", "Mesty. Jack took the opportunity of stating Mesty's aversion to his\npresent employment, and his recommendation was graciously received.\nJack also succeeded in obtaining the pardon of the men, in consideration", "honour, not only to the prince, but even to the Christian. So much was\nMesty affected with what had happened, that when he dropped the hand of", "He then sat down and imparted to Don Rebiera all the adventures of\nMesty. Don Rebiera was for some time in deep thought; at last he\nreplied:", "had seized a friar on a day which they could not recollect. The reader\nwill remember that it was Mesty.", "\"I don't know, but you can't; so, for want of better advice, I'll try\nthe Ashantee.\"\n\nOur hero went to Mesty, and laid the difficult affair open to him.", "Having been told that there was no slavery in England, Mesty had\nconcealed himself on board an English merchant vessel, and escaped. On", "Gatte, and thence to Tarragona--and, after a while, had summoned Mesty\nto a cabinet council.", "Although Mesty did not perhaps explain by words half so well as he did\nby his countenance, the full tide of feeling which was overflowing in\nhis heart, Jack fully understood and felt it. He extended his hand to\nMesty, and said:", "Mesty was right; it was poor Jolliffe, whose face was burned as black as\na coal by the explosion. He had also lost three fingers of the left", "Mesty, with whom he had contracted a great friendship, for there was\nnothing that Mesty would not have done for Jack, although he had not\nbeen three weeks in the ship; but a little reflection will show that it", "looked at Mesty, who grinned, and answered with the words so often\nrepeated:", "Mesty, who had seen this catastrophe, turned towards our hero, who still\nhid his face.\n\n\"I'm glad he no see dat, anyhow,\" muttered Mesty.", "Mesty took the hand offered by Jack. It was the first peace-offering\never extended to him, since, he had been torn away from his native" ], [ "Mesty. Jack took the opportunity of stating Mesty's aversion to his\npresent employment, and his recommendation was graciously received.\nJack also succeeded in obtaining the pardon of the men, in consideration", "pleased with the conduct of Mesty, that he appointed him to a situation\nwhich was particularly suited to him--that of ship's corporal. Mr", "Gascoigne translated all that Mesty had communicated. The interest of\nthe narrative now became exciting. Mesty continued:", "with the consent of the latter, he should hereafter take the whole\ncontrol of the establishment, and that Mesty would be the major-domo\nfrom whom they would receive their orders. The man stared, and cast an", "Mesty had been a great man in his own country; he had suffered all the\nhorrors of a passage in a slave ship; he had been sold as a slave twice;", "him a history of his life. Mesty replied, that if he wished he was\nready to talk; and at a nod from our hero, Mesty commenced as follows.", "In the meantime Mesty, with his gleaming knife and expressive look, had\ndone wonders with the captain's steward, for such the man was: and a", "Mesty was right; it was poor Jolliffe, whose face was burned as black as\na coal by the explosion. He had also lost three fingers of the left", "Although Mesty did not perhaps explain by words half so well as he did\nby his countenance, the full tide of feeling which was overflowing in\nhis heart, Jack fully understood and felt it. He extended his hand to\nMesty, and said:", "Mesty. Mesty in other points was an eccentric character; at one moment,\nwhen he remembered his lineage, he was proud to excess, at others he was", "Gatte, and thence to Tarragona--and, after a while, had summoned Mesty\nto a cabinet council.", "\"Or who?\" said the captain, smiling.\n\n\"With Mesty, sir; you may think me very foolish--but I should not be\nalive at this moment, if it had not been for him.\"", "\"I understand,\" replied Mesty; \"hab those things in my country.\"\n\n\"Well--do you consent?--if so, I will write the letter to get the\nmoney.\"", "Mesty walked and strutted about, at least three inches taller than he\nwas before. He was always clean, did his duty conscientiously, and\nseldom used his cane.", "The next day the order for the money was given to Mesty, and he went to\nthe Friar Thomaso with it. The friar hastened with Mesty to the\nmonastery and sent for the interpreter.", "\"That deserves consideration, Mesty,\" replied Jack, who thought of it\nduring that night; and the next day resolved to follow Mesty's advice.", "Mesty, with whom he had contracted a great friendship, for there was\nnothing that Mesty would not have done for Jack, although he had not\nbeen three weeks in the ship; but a little reflection will show that it", "Mesty, who showed himself an able engineer, when they heard the sound of\nan approaching multitude. They looked out of one of the windows and\nperceived the house surrounded by the galley-slaves, in number,", "\"What am I to do about Mesty, sir? I cannot bear the idea of parting\nwith him.\"\n\n\"I am afraid that you must; I cannot well interfere there.\"", "themselves. The men then informed Jack that he and Mesty should stay on\nboard, and take care of the ship for them, and that they would take the" ], [ "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "inquire if there was such a person arrived as Mr Easy. \"Oh, yes,\"\nreplied the waiter at the Fountain--\"Mr Easy has been here these three\nweeks.\"", "\"I have examined her,\" replied the doctor, \"and can safely recommend\nher.\"\n\n\"That examination is only preliminary to one more important,\" replied\nMr Easy. \"I must examine her.\"", "Easy is a fine generous fellow, and so is his son, I can tell you.\nBy-the-bye, I had a long conversation with him the other day.\"", "\"No, no, Easy.\"", "\"Certainly, sir; my name is Easy, very much at your service.\"", "Mr Nicodemus Easy was a gentleman who lived down in Hampshire; he was a\nmarried man, and in very easy circumstances. Most couples find it very", "Mrs Easy made no reply, and the philosopher quitted the room. As may\neasily be imagined, on the following day the boy was christened John.\n\n\n\nCHAPTER THREE.", "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "\"Are you in much pain, Easy?\" said the captain kindly.\n\nEasy closed his eyes again, and murmured, \"Mesty, Mesty!\"", "\"Why he almost reads already, Mr Easy; surely I can teach him that.\nDoes he not, Sarah?\"\n\n\"Lord bless him, yes, ma'am, he was saying his letters yesterday.\"", "\"Oh dear no, sir,\" replied the waiter, \"Mr Easy has the front\napartments on the first floor.\"\n\n\"Well, then, show me up to the first floor.\"", "\"To be sure, I have, Mr Easy. Pray, young woman, what is your name?\"\n\n\"Sarah, if you please, ma'am.\"\n\n\"How long have you been married?\"", "\"Are you hurt, Mr Easy?\" said he kindly.\n\n\"A little,\" replied Jack, catching his breath.", "It was the fourth day after Mrs Easy's confinement that Mr Easy, who\nwas sitting by her bedside in an easy-chair, commenced as follows: \"I\nhave been thinking, my dear Mrs Easy, about the name I shall give this\nchild.\"", "domestic felicity of Mr Easy was not easily disturbed. But, as people\nhave observed before, there is a mutability in human affairs. It was at", "until he should be able, by his prize-money, to repay them. Mr Easy\nwas not a man to refuse such a request, and, always having plenty of", "\"No, no,\" replied Mrs Easy, who was ill, and unable to contend any\nlonger, \"I give it up, Mr Easy. I know how it will be, as it always", "pleased as well. It is true that Mrs Easy had long found out that she\ndid not have her own way long; but she was of an easy disposition, and", "Mr Easy, who was very anxious to make his own discoveries, was the\nfirst who spoke. \"Young woman, come this way, I wish to examine your\nhead.\"" ], [ "was Mr Easy, with his head in the machine, the platform below fallen\nfrom under him, hanging, with his toes just touching the ground. Dr", "body to be taken up into a bedroom, and immediately despatched a\nmessenger to the coroner of the county. Poor Mr Easy had told his son\nbut the day before that he felt convinced that this wonderful invention", "MR. EASY'S WONDERFUL INVENTION FULLY EXPLAINED BY HIMSELF--MUCH TO THE", "Mr Easy took no notice of anything; he returned to his study and his\nwonderful invention. Mesty had received the keys of the cellar, and had", "\"That,\" replied Mr Easy, \"is the greatest perfection of the whole\ninvention, for without I could do that, I could have done little. I", "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "The doctor had his game to play with Mrs Easy. He magnified her\nhusband's accident--he magnified his wrath, and advised her by no means", "But while Mrs Easy was suffering, Mr Easy was in ecstasies. He\nlaughed at pain, as all philosophers do when it is suffered by other\npeople, and not by themselves.", "\"Oh dear no, sir,\" replied the waiter, \"Mr Easy has the front\napartments on the first floor.\"\n\n\"Well, then, show me up to the first floor.\"", "\"I am afraid my poor father's head is an exhausted receiver,\" thought\nJack, who then replied, \"Well, sir, if it succeeds it will be a good\ninvention.\"", "\"My dear son,\" replied Mr Easy, sitting down, and crossing his legs\ncomplacently, with his two hands under his right thigh, according to his", "\"He will have to thank Mrs Easy for that,\" replied the doctor.\n\n\"Exactly,\" replied Mr Easy. \"Doctor, my legs are getting very hot\nagain.\"", "really required his assistance. Mr Easy explained the affair in a few\nwords broken into ejaculations from pain, as the doctor removed his\nstockings. From the applications of Dr Middleton, Mr Easy soon", "It was surmised that the accident must have taken place the evening\nbefore, and it was easy to account for it. Mr Easy, who had had the", "\"To reply, sir?\" replied Mr Easy with scorn, \"why, he has not given me\nhalf an argument yet--why, that black servant even laughs at him--look", "\"That reminds me of this boy's father,\" replied Dr Middleton; who then\ndetailed to the pedagogue the idiosyncrasy of Mr Easy, and all the\ncircumstances attending Jack being sent to his school.", "\"I am ashamed to say that we did, sir,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"How did you manage that, and why?\"", "about the matter. At last Mr Easy opened his eyes, and when, upon\ninterrogating his wife, he found out the astounding truth, he opened his", "Easy is a fine generous fellow, and so is his son, I can tell you.\nBy-the-bye, I had a long conversation with him the other day.\"", "Gascoigne was in ecstasies at the novelty of the proceeding, the more so\nas he perceived that Easy obtained every advantage by the arrangement." ], [ "Mr Nicodemus Easy was a gentleman who lived down in Hampshire; he was a\nmarried man, and in very easy circumstances. Most couples find it very", "Easy, a man has no more right to his wife than anything else, and any\nother man may claim her.\" Jack thought of Agnes, and he made matrimony", "Patrick. And den, Massa Easy, you marry wife--hab pickaninny--lib like\ngentleman. You tink of this, Massa Easy.\"", "\"I have examined her,\" replied the doctor, \"and can safely recommend\nher.\"\n\n\"That examination is only preliminary to one more important,\" replied\nMr Easy. \"I must examine her.\"", "about the matter. At last Mr Easy opened his eyes, and when, upon\ninterrogating his wife, he found out the astounding truth, he opened his", "the finale of the eleventh year of their marriage that Mrs Easy at\nfirst complained that she could not enjoy her breakfast. Mrs Easy had\nher own suspicions, everybody else considered it past doubt, all except", "domestic felicity of Mr Easy was not easily disturbed. But, as people\nhave observed before, there is a mutability in human affairs. It was at", "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "\"Examine who, Mr Easy?\" exclaimed his wife, who had lain down again on\nthe bed.\n\n\"The nurse, my dear.\"\n\n\"Examine what, Mr Easy?\" continued the lady.", "until he should be able, by his prize-money, to repay them. Mr Easy\nwas not a man to refuse such a request, and, always having plenty of", "\"No, no,\" replied Mrs Easy, who was ill, and unable to contend any\nlonger, \"I give it up, Mr Easy. I know how it will be, as it always", "There was another cause for their agreeing so well. Upon any disputed\nquestion Mr Easy invariably gave it up to Mrs Easy, telling her that", "IN WHICH MRS. EASY, AS USUAL, HAS HER OWN WAY.", "CHAPTER NINE.\n\nIN WHICH MR. EASY FINDS HIMSELF ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BAY OF BISCAY.", "\"Are you in much pain, Easy?\" said the captain kindly.\n\nEasy closed his eyes again, and murmured, \"Mesty, Mesty!\"", "\"Many thanks, Mr Easy,\" replied Captain Hogg; \"it will be capital, and\nI'll arrange it all with my Julia. How very kind of you!\"\n\n\"But, Hogg, will you promise me secrecy?\"", "himself out, without leaving his wife and family penniless. He\ntherefore came to request Mr Easy to lend him a few hundred pounds,", "\"Upon my soul, there's no end to Mr Easy's adventures,\" said the\ncaptain. \"I could laugh at the duel, for after all, it is nothing--and", "Dr Middleton, as in duty bound, first picked up Mrs Easy, and laid her\non the sofa. Sarah rose, picked up Johnny, and carried him kicking and", "Thus ended the last cruise of Mr Midshipman Easy. As soon as their\nquarantine at the Mother-bank was over, they disembarked, and found Dr" ], [ "Mr John Easy, and perceived that he was a courageous, decided boy, of a\nnaturally good disposition; but from the idiosyncrasy of the father and", "\"That reminds me of this boy's father,\" replied Dr Middleton; who then\ndetailed to the pedagogue the idiosyncrasy of Mr Easy, and all the\ncircumstances attending Jack being sent to his school.", "What had Mr Easy to offer in reply? He must either, as a philosopher,\nhave sacrificed his hypothesis, or, as a father, have sacrificed his", "\"Then, Mr Easy, you mean to say that the world and its contents are\nmade for all.\"\n\n\"Exactly, sir, that is my father's opinion, who is a very great\nphilosopher.\"", "\"To reply, sir?\" replied Mr Easy with scorn, \"why, he has not given me\nhalf an argument yet--why, that black servant even laughs at him--look", "\"It's the way you always treat me, Mr Easy; you say that you give it\nup, and that I shall have my own way, but I never do have it. I am sure\nthat the child will be christened John.\"", "\"To sea, John, to sea? no, no, dear John, you are not going to sea,\"\nreplied Mrs Easy, with horror.\n\n\"Yes, I am; father has agreed, and says he will obtain your consent.\"", "\"That is exactly my opinion,\" replied Mr Easy, comforted at the doctor\nhaving so logically got him out of the scrape. \"But--he shall go to\nschool tomorrow, that I'm determined on.\"", "Mr Easy; he little \"thought, good easy man, that his greatness was\nripening;\" he had decided that to have an heir was no easy task, and it", "\"By de soul of my fader, but it all for true, Massa Easy--he larrap, um,\nsure enough--all for noteing, bad luck to him--I tink,\" continued Mesty,", "\"I think,\" replied Mr Easy, after a pause, \"that what you say merits\nconsideration. I acknowledge that in consequence of Mrs Easy's", "\"Have you no idea of putting the boy to school, Mr Easy?\"\n\nMr Easy crossed his legs, and clasped his hands together over his\nknees, as he always did when he was about to commence an argument.", "\"I grant, my dear sir, that there is a difficulty on that point; but\nmaternal weakness must then be overcome by paternal severity.\"\n\n\"May I ask how, Mr Easy, for it appears to be impossible?\"", "\"I told you so,\" said Jack.\n\n\"Well, Mr Easy, you've made me very happy,\" replied the chaplain; \"I\nwas afraid it was otherwise.\"", "Easy, a man has no more right to his wife than anything else, and any\nother man may claim her.\" Jack thought of Agnes, and he made matrimony", "Easy is a fine generous fellow, and so is his son, I can tell you.\nBy-the-bye, I had a long conversation with him the other day.\"", "CHAPTER NINE.\n\nIN WHICH MR. EASY FINDS HIMSELF ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BAY OF BISCAY.", "\"No,\" replied the gunner, \"this is a duel of three. You will fire at\nMr Easy, Mr Easy will fire at Mr Biggs, and Mr Biggs will fire at\nyou. It is all arranged, Mr Easthupp.\"", "\"Well, Mr Easy,\" observed Vigors, as he came into the berth, \"you take\nafter your name, at all events; I suppose you intend to eat the king's\nprovision, and do nothing.\"", "\"You told him he was a radical blackguard, Mr Easy?\"\n\n\"Yes, sir; he comes bothering me about his republic, and asserting that\nwe have no want of a king and aristocracy.\"" ], [ "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "\"I understand, Mr Easy,\" said the gunner to him one day, after they had\nsailed for Malta, \"that you have entered into the science of\nnavigation--at your age it was high time.\"", "\"Merciful God! Mr Easy, where did you come from?\"\n\n\"From that ship astern, sir,\" replied Jack.", "\"I think, Mr Easy,\" said the first lieutenant, \"that as you are so\nparticularly fond of taking a cruise\"--for Jack had told the whole\ntruth--\"it might be as well that you improve your navigation.\"", "Mesty, who had resumed his sailor's clothes, now observed, \"What we do,\nMassa Easy, we do quickly--time for all ting, time for show face and\nfight--time for hide face, crawl, and steal.\"", "\"Well, then, we shall be ordered in directly, and I shall go on shore\nto-morrow,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"Yes, if you're ill,\" replied Gascoigne.", "\"Massa Easy, you show me dat man?\" said Mesty, when he heard the\nconversation between Easy and the Rebieras; \"only let me know him.\"", "\"Are you in much pain, Easy?\" said the captain kindly.\n\nEasy closed his eyes again, and murmured, \"Mesty, Mesty!\"", "As Captain Sawbridge did not return on board that evening, Easy went on\nshore and called upon him at the Governor's, to whom he was introduced,", "inquire if there was such a person arrived as Mr Easy. \"Oh, yes,\"\nreplied the waiter at the Fountain--\"Mr Easy has been here these three\nweeks.\"", "\"When you first entered the service, Easy,\" said Captain Sawbridge, \"I\nthought that the sooner the service was rid of you the better; now that", "Easy followed the admiral and flag-captain into the cabin, and then\nboldly told the whole story how he tricked them all. It was impossible", "\"Indeed, sir,\" said Easy, who saw that the chaplain was in great\ntribulation, and hoped to pacify him, \"I was certainly not there all the", "Mr Nicodemus Easy was a gentleman who lived down in Hampshire; he was a\nmarried man, and in very easy circumstances. Most couples find it very", "\"Certainly, sir; my name is Easy, very much at your service.\"", "\"I trust so too, Mr Easy,\" replied the captain. \"There, you may go\nnow, and let me hear no more of kicking people down the hatchway. That\nsort of zeal is misplaced.\"", "\"Good-night, sar. Who I say call when captain come on board?\"\n\n\"Captain Easy.\"\n\n\"Captain He-see, very well, sar.\"", "\"Mr Easy, the Governor desired me to bring you on shore to dine with\nhim, and he has a bed at your service.\"\n\nJack touched his hat, and ran down below, to make his few preparations.", "feelings. As for the court-martial, it will not hold good, for Mr\nEasy, in the first place, has not yet joined the ship, and in the next", "When Jack Easy had gained the deck, he found the sun shining gaily, a\nsoft air blowing from the shore, and the whole of the rigging and every" ], [ "\"Massa Easy, you show me dat man?\" said Mesty, when he heard the\nconversation between Easy and the Rebieras; \"only let me know him.\"", "\"Yes, Mr Easy: but recollect that, even with Mesty, you are no match\nfor one hundred and fifty men, so be prudent. I send, you to relieve\nyour anxiety, not to run into danger.\"", "\"Den, Mr Easy,\" replied Mesty, changing his countenance to an\nexpression almost demoniacal--\"there no help for it\"--and Mesty showed\nhis knife which he held in his right hand.", "Mesty, who had resumed his sailor's clothes, now observed, \"What we do,\nMassa Easy, we do quickly--time for all ting, time for show face and\nfight--time for hide face, crawl, and steal.\"", "\"Are you in much pain, Easy?\" said the captain kindly.\n\nEasy closed his eyes again, and murmured, \"Mesty, Mesty!\"", "their faces plainly. Easy thanked him for his kindness in allowing\nMesty to attend them, and having received his orders as to their joining\nthe ship as soon as they recovered, and having promised to be very", "Mesty, with whom he had contracted a great friendship, for there was\nnothing that Mesty would not have done for Jack, although he had not\nbeen three weeks in the ship; but a little reflection will show that it", "Mesty. Jack took the opportunity of stating Mesty's aversion to his\npresent employment, and his recommendation was graciously received.\nJack also succeeded in obtaining the pardon of the men, in consideration", "him a history of his life. Mesty replied, that if he wished he was\nready to talk; and at a nod from our hero, Mesty commenced as follows.", "\"Oh Mesty, Mesty,\" exclaimed our hero; \"you should not have done that--\nthere will be mischief come from it.\"\n\n\"Now he dead, Massa Easy, so much less mischief.\"", "really required his assistance. Mr Easy explained the affair in a few\nwords broken into ejaculations from pain, as the doctor removed his\nstockings. From the applications of Dr Middleton, Mr Easy soon", "At which reply Jack returned to Mesty.\n\n\"Massa Easy, I look at um face, dat feller, Eastop, he no like it. I go\nshore wid you, see fair play, anyhow--suppose I can?\"", "\"I tink all pretty safe now,\" said Mesty. \"Mr Easy, we now go down\nbelow and beat all men into the hold.\"", "until he should be able, by his prize-money, to repay them. Mr Easy\nwas not a man to refuse such a request, and, always having plenty of", "Mesty had been a great man in his own country; he had suffered all the\nhorrors of a passage in a slave ship; he had been sold as a slave twice;", "Although Mesty did not perhaps explain by words half so well as he did\nby his countenance, the full tide of feeling which was overflowing in\nhis heart, Jack fully understood and felt it. He extended his hand to\nMesty, and said:", "Mesty in the meantime, had seized the other by the throat.\n\n\"What I do with this fellow, Massa Easy?\"", "Mesty, at the request of our hero, proceeded: \"Den I thought what I\nshould do, and I said I would hide him, and I tink I take his coat for", "\"No, sar,\" replied Mesty, \"the dollars not mine; but I hab plenty of\ngold in Don Silvio's purse--plenty, plenty of gold. I keep my property,\nMassa Easy, and you keep yours.\"", "\"But why should I not give them water, Mesty?\"\n\n\"Because, sar, den they take boat.\"\n\n\"Very true,\" replied Easy." ], [ "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "Mr Easy took no notice of anything; he returned to his study and his\nwonderful invention. Mesty had received the keys of the cellar, and had", "The affair had been just concluded, and Captain Wilson had returned into\nthe parlour with Mr Easy, when Jack returned from his expedition.", "The party then retired to bed, and the next morning, while Easy was in\nGascoigne's room talking over their suspicions, letters from Palermo", "about the matter. At last Mr Easy opened his eyes, and when, upon\ninterrogating his wife, he found out the astounding truth, he opened his", "\"Mr Easy, here are two letters for you, I am sorry to say with black\nseals. I trust that they do not bring the intelligence of the death of\nany very near relative.\"", "body to be taken up into a bedroom, and immediately despatched a\nmessenger to the coroner of the county. Poor Mr Easy had told his son\nbut the day before that he felt convinced that this wonderful invention", "domestic felicity of Mr Easy was not easily disturbed. But, as people\nhave observed before, there is a mutability in human affairs. It was at", "CHAPTER NINE.\n\nIN WHICH MR. EASY FINDS HIMSELF ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BAY OF BISCAY.", "Mrs Easy made no reply, and the philosopher quitted the room. As may\neasily be imagined, on the following day the boy was christened John.\n\n\n\nCHAPTER THREE.", "\"But,\" said Easy, \"I am happy to say that, with pay and prize-money,\nduring his short absence, he has brought home nearly five hundred\npounds.\"", "One would have thought that he had cut his head off by the agitation\npervading the whole household--Mr Easy walking up and down very uneasy,\nMrs Easy with great difficulty prevented from syncope, and all the", "pleasure which was denied to herself, the next that of delight, at the\nsatisfaction expressed by the infant. In a few minutes the child fell\nback in a deep sleep. Mrs Easy was satisfied; maternal feelings", "From this it would appear, thought Jack, that my mother is dead, and\nthat my father is mad. For some time our hero remained in a melancholy", "cheer was given, and attracted the notice of the soldiers. They\nperceived Easy and his companions; the house was surrounded and entered\nin an instant.", "Dr Middleton, as in duty bound, first picked up Mrs Easy, and laid her\non the sofa. Sarah rose, picked up Johnny, and carried him kicking and", "In the meantime the Spaniard, who was a quiet lad, had prepared the\ndinner for Easy and his now only companion. The evening closed, and all", "until he should be able, by his prize-money, to repay them. Mr Easy\nwas not a man to refuse such a request, and, always having plenty of", "himself out, without leaving his wife and family penniless. He\ntherefore came to request Mr Easy to lend him a few hundred pounds,", "Thus ended the last cruise of Mr Midshipman Easy. As soon as their\nquarantine at the Mother-bank was over, they disembarked, and found Dr" ], [ "It was surmised that the accident must have taken place the evening\nbefore, and it was easy to account for it. Mr Easy, who had had the", "\"Well, then, our blood be on your hands, Mr Easy,\" replied the first\nman who had spoken. \"If we are to die, it must not be by inches--if you", "\"By de soul of my fader, but it all for true, Massa Easy--he larrap, um,\nsure enough--all for noteing, bad luck to him--I tink,\" continued Mesty,", "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "Mr John Easy, and perceived that he was a courageous, decided boy, of a\nnaturally good disposition; but from the idiosyncrasy of the father and", "\"Oh Mesty, Mesty,\" exclaimed our hero; \"you should not have done that--\nthere will be mischief come from it.\"\n\n\"Now he dead, Massa Easy, so much less mischief.\"", "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "\"That reminds me of this boy's father,\" replied Dr Middleton; who then\ndetailed to the pedagogue the idiosyncrasy of Mr Easy, and all the\ncircumstances attending Jack being sent to his school.", "\"Are you in much pain, Easy?\" said the captain kindly.\n\nEasy closed his eyes again, and murmured, \"Mesty, Mesty!\"", "\"By de holy poker, Massa Easy, but my shirt stick to my ribs,\" cried\nMesty, whose black face was hung with dewdrops from their rapid course.\n\n\"Never mind, Mesty.\"", "\"Den, Mr Easy,\" replied Mesty, changing his countenance to an\nexpression almost demoniacal--\"there no help for it\"--and Mesty showed\nhis knife which he held in his right hand.", "\"I am ashamed to say that we did, sir,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"How did you manage that, and why?\"", "\"But, Easy, the only difference is this, that I must shoot him, and not\nyou; he is my property, for I found him out.\"", "\"No,\" replied the gunner, \"this is a duel of three. You will fire at\nMr Easy, Mr Easy will fire at Mr Biggs, and Mr Biggs will fire at\nyou. It is all arranged, Mr Easthupp.\"", "\"Too late, Jack.\"\n\n\"Yes,\" replied Easy, sinking down on the stern sheets with a look of\ndespair.\n\n\"Give way, my lads, give way.\"", "One would have thought that he had cut his head off by the agitation\npervading the whole household--Mr Easy walking up and down very uneasy,\nMrs Easy with great difficulty prevented from syncope, and all the", "\"Massa Easy, you show me dat man?\" said Mesty, when he heard the\nconversation between Easy and the Rebieras; \"only let me know him.\"", "\"Well, Mr Easy, he shall have one to-morrow morning. Have you seen Mr\nPottyfar? He, I am afraid, is very bad.\"", "\"Are you hurt, Mr Easy?\" said he kindly.\n\n\"A little,\" replied Jack, catching his breath.", "\"Indeed, sir,\" said Easy, who saw that the chaplain was in great\ntribulation, and hoped to pacify him, \"I was certainly not there all the" ], [ "until he should be able, by his prize-money, to repay them. Mr Easy\nwas not a man to refuse such a request, and, always having plenty of", "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "Mr Nicodemus Easy was a gentleman who lived down in Hampshire; he was a\nmarried man, and in very easy circumstances. Most couples find it very", "himself out, without leaving his wife and family penniless. He\ntherefore came to request Mr Easy to lend him a few hundred pounds,", "domestic felicity of Mr Easy was not easily disturbed. But, as people\nhave observed before, there is a mutability in human affairs. It was at", "\"But,\" said Easy, \"I am happy to say that, with pay and prize-money,\nduring his short absence, he has brought home nearly five hundred\npounds.\"", "This scene may give some idea of the state of Mr Easy's household upon\nour hero's arrival. The poor lunatic, for such we must call him, was at", "It was surmised that the accident must have taken place the evening\nbefore, and it was easy to account for it. Mr Easy, who had had the", "\"No, sar,\" replied Mesty, \"the dollars not mine; but I hab plenty of\ngold in Don Silvio's purse--plenty, plenty of gold. I keep my property,\nMassa Easy, and you keep yours.\"", "inquire if there was such a person arrived as Mr Easy. \"Oh, yes,\"\nreplied the waiter at the Fountain--\"Mr Easy has been here these three\nweeks.\"", "Easy is a fine generous fellow, and so is his son, I can tell you.\nBy-the-bye, I had a long conversation with him the other day.\"", "But while Mrs Easy was suffering, Mr Easy was in ecstasies. He\nlaughed at pain, as all philosophers do when it is suffered by other\npeople, and not by themselves.", "Mr Easy; he little \"thought, good easy man, that his greatness was\nripening;\" he had decided that to have an heir was no easy task, and it", "\"I am ashamed to say that we did, sir,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"How did you manage that, and why?\"", "about the matter. At last Mr Easy opened his eyes, and when, upon\ninterrogating his wife, he found out the astounding truth, he opened his", "Thus did Jack Easy make the best use that he could of his strength, and\nbecome, as it were, the champion and security of those who, although", "\"Then, as for his dismissal, or rather, not allowing him to join, Mr\nEasy has been brought up in the country, and has never seen anything", "\"Well, Mr Easy,\" observed Vigors, as he came into the berth, \"you take\nafter your name, at all events; I suppose you intend to eat the king's\nprovision, and do nothing.\"", "In due course of time, Mrs Easy presented her husband with a fine boy,\nwhom we present to the public as our hero.\n\n\n\nCHAPTER TWO.", "\"Upon my soul, there's no end to Mr Easy's adventures,\" said the\ncaptain. \"I could laugh at the duel, for after all, it is nothing--and" ], [ "until he should be able, by his prize-money, to repay them. Mr Easy\nwas not a man to refuse such a request, and, always having plenty of", "Mr John Easy, and perceived that he was a courageous, decided boy, of a\nnaturally good disposition; but from the idiosyncrasy of the father and", "himself out, without leaving his wife and family penniless. He\ntherefore came to request Mr Easy to lend him a few hundred pounds,", "\"Then, Mr Easy, you mean to say that the world and its contents are\nmade for all.\"\n\n\"Exactly, sir, that is my father's opinion, who is a very great\nphilosopher.\"", "\"To sea, John, to sea? no, no, dear John, you are not going to sea,\"\nreplied Mrs Easy, with horror.\n\n\"Yes, I am; father has agreed, and says he will obtain your consent.\"", "\"No, sar,\" replied Mesty, \"the dollars not mine; but I hab plenty of\ngold in Don Silvio's purse--plenty, plenty of gold. I keep my property,\nMassa Easy, and you keep yours.\"", "\"Well, Mr Easy,\" observed Vigors, as he came into the berth, \"you take\nafter your name, at all events; I suppose you intend to eat the king's\nprovision, and do nothing.\"", "\"That reminds me of this boy's father,\" replied Dr Middleton; who then\ndetailed to the pedagogue the idiosyncrasy of Mr Easy, and all the\ncircumstances attending Jack being sent to his school.", "\"By de soul of my fader, but it all for true, Massa Easy--he larrap, um,\nsure enough--all for noteing, bad luck to him--I tink,\" continued Mesty,", "CHAPTER NINE.\n\nIN WHICH MR. EASY FINDS HIMSELF ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BAY OF BISCAY.", "Mr Easy; he little \"thought, good easy man, that his greatness was\nripening;\" he had decided that to have an heir was no easy task, and it", "\"He shall have some, too, Mr Easy. I thought he looked pale. I'll see\nto it this afternoon. Recollect, moderate exercise, Mr Easy, and avoid\nthe sun at midday.\"", "\"Well, Mr Easy, he shall have one to-morrow morning. Have you seen Mr\nPottyfar? He, I am afraid, is very bad.\"", "\"Recollect this time, Easy,\" said Gascoigne, \"not to show your money;\nthat is, show only a dollar, and say you have no more, or promise to pay", "\"Five hundred pounds!--Well, that is comfortable--dear me! how glad I\nshall be to see him! Well, Mr Easy, it was hard to part with him in so", "\"To reply, sir?\" replied Mr Easy with scorn, \"why, he has not given me\nhalf an argument yet--why, that black servant even laughs at him--look", "Easy, a man has no more right to his wife than anything else, and any\nother man may claim her.\" Jack thought of Agnes, and he made matrimony", "Easy is a fine generous fellow, and so is his son, I can tell you.\nBy-the-bye, I had a long conversation with him the other day.\"", "\"Upon my soul, there's no end to Mr Easy's adventures,\" said the\ncaptain. \"I could laugh at the duel, for after all, it is nothing--and", "\"Have you no idea of putting the boy to school, Mr Easy?\"\n\nMr Easy crossed his legs, and clasped his hands together over his\nknees, as he always did when he was about to commence an argument." ], [ "Easy, a man has no more right to his wife than anything else, and any\nother man may claim her.\" Jack thought of Agnes, and he made matrimony", "himself out, without leaving his wife and family penniless. He\ntherefore came to request Mr Easy to lend him a few hundred pounds,", "Mrs Easy made no reply, and the philosopher quitted the room. As may\neasily be imagined, on the following day the boy was christened John.\n\n\n\nCHAPTER THREE.", "\"No, no,\" replied Mrs Easy, who was ill, and unable to contend any\nlonger, \"I give it up, Mr Easy. I know how it will be, as it always", "There was another cause for their agreeing so well. Upon any disputed\nquestion Mr Easy invariably gave it up to Mrs Easy, telling her that", "as I am, that the maternal fondness of Mrs Easy will always be a bar to\nyour intention. He is already so spoiled by her, that he will not obey;", "\"An objection, Mr Easy?\"\n\n\"Yes, my dear; Robert may be very well, but you must reflect upon the\nconsequences; he is certain to be called Bob.\"", "Mr Nicodemus Easy was a gentleman who lived down in Hampshire; he was a\nmarried man, and in very easy circumstances. Most couples find it very", "\"To sea, John, to sea? no, no, dear John, you are not going to sea,\"\nreplied Mrs Easy, with horror.\n\n\"Yes, I am; father has agreed, and says he will obtain your consent.\"", "\"I think,\" replied Mr Easy, after a pause, \"that what you say merits\nconsideration. I acknowledge that in consequence of Mrs Easy's", "\"It's the way you always treat me, Mr Easy; you say that you give it\nup, and that I shall have my own way, but I never do have it. I am sure\nthat the child will be christened John.\"", "\"I have examined her,\" replied the doctor, \"and can safely recommend\nher.\"\n\n\"That examination is only preliminary to one more important,\" replied\nMr Easy. \"I must examine her.\"", "\"If, sir,\" replied Easy, \"you mean by knock under, that I must submit, I\ncan assure you that you are mistaken. Upon the same principle that I", "domestic felicity of Mr Easy was not easily disturbed. But, as people\nhave observed before, there is a mutability in human affairs. It was at", "with Mr Easy, who had been silent during this scene. Now Dr Middleton\nwas a clever, sensible man, who had no wish to impose upon any one. As", "One would have thought that he had cut his head off by the agitation\npervading the whole household--Mr Easy walking up and down very uneasy,\nMrs Easy with great difficulty prevented from syncope, and all the", "\"Why so, sir?\" said Easy, who stood near, \"I am sure you need not be\nashamed of what you have done.\"", "\"Then, as for his dismissal, or rather, not allowing him to join, Mr\nEasy has been brought up in the country, and has never seen anything", "until he should be able, by his prize-money, to repay them. Mr Easy\nwas not a man to refuse such a request, and, always having plenty of", "What had Mr Easy to offer in reply? He must either, as a philosopher,\nhave sacrificed his hypothesis, or, as a father, have sacrificed his" ], [ "\"Then, Mr Easy, you mean to say that the world and its contents are\nmade for all.\"\n\n\"Exactly, sir, that is my father's opinion, who is a very great\nphilosopher.\"", "What had Mr Easy to offer in reply? He must either, as a philosopher,\nhave sacrificed his hypothesis, or, as a father, have sacrificed his", "But while Mrs Easy was suffering, Mr Easy was in ecstasies. He\nlaughed at pain, as all philosophers do when it is suffered by other\npeople, and not by themselves.", "Mr John Easy, and perceived that he was a courageous, decided boy, of a\nnaturally good disposition; but from the idiosyncrasy of the father and", "\"Your last argument is strong, Easy, but I cannot consent to your doing\nwhat may occasion you uneasiness hereafter when you think of it.\"\n\n\"Pooh! nonsense--I am a philosopher.\"", "\"That reminds me of this boy's father,\" replied Dr Middleton; who then\ndetailed to the pedagogue the idiosyncrasy of Mr Easy, and all the\ncircumstances attending Jack being sent to his school.", "Easy is a fine generous fellow, and so is his son, I can tell you.\nBy-the-bye, I had a long conversation with him the other day.\"", "needful, which is a sufficient and wholesome supply of nourishment for\nthe child; but Mr Easy was a philosopher, and had latterly taken to", "Mrs Easy made no reply, and the philosopher quitted the room. As may\neasily be imagined, on the following day the boy was christened John.\n\n\n\nCHAPTER THREE.", "And Mr Easy threw himself back in his chair, imagining, like all\nphilosophers, that he had said something very clever.", "appearance of order and comfort. Mr Easy ate very heartily, but said\nnothing till after dinner, when, as was his usual custom, he commenced\narguing upon the truth and soundness of his philosophy.", "Mr Easy; he little \"thought, good easy man, that his greatness was\nripening;\" he had decided that to have an heir was no easy task, and it", "Mr Nicodemus Easy was a gentleman who lived down in Hampshire; he was a\nmarried man, and in very easy circumstances. Most couples find it very", "\"That is exactly my opinion,\" replied Mr Easy, comforted at the doctor\nhaving so logically got him out of the scrape. \"But--he shall go to\nschool tomorrow, that I'm determined on.\"", "\"I grant, my dear sir, that there is a difficulty on that point; but\nmaternal weakness must then be overcome by paternal severity.\"\n\n\"May I ask how, Mr Easy, for it appears to be impossible?\"", "children; but he was anxious to have them, as most people covet what\nthey cannot obtain. After ten years, Mr Easy gave it up as a bad job.\nPhilosophy is said to console a man under disappointment, although", "\"To sea, John, to sea? no, no, dear John, you are not going to sea,\"\nreplied Mrs Easy, with horror.\n\n\"Yes, I am; father has agreed, and says he will obtain your consent.\"", "\"My dear son,\" replied Mr Easy, sitting down, and crossing his legs\ncomplacently, with his two hands under his right thigh, according to his", "After some previous conversation, in which Jack narrated all that had\nhappened, \"What may be your name?\" inquired the farmer.\n\n\"My name is Easy,\" replied Jack.", "\"Man is a free agent,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"I'll be shot if a midshipman is,\" replied Gascoigne, laughing, \"and\nthat you'll soon find.\"" ], [ "\"To sea, John, to sea? no, no, dear John, you are not going to sea,\"\nreplied Mrs Easy, with horror.\n\n\"Yes, I am; father has agreed, and says he will obtain your consent.\"", "\"I understand, Mr Easy,\" said the gunner to him one day, after they had\nsailed for Malta, \"that you have entered into the science of\nnavigation--at your age it was high time.\"", "\"When you first entered the service, Easy,\" said Captain Sawbridge, \"I\nthought that the sooner the service was rid of you the better; now that", "Mr John Easy, and perceived that he was a courageous, decided boy, of a\nnaturally good disposition; but from the idiosyncrasy of the father and", "\"I think, Mr Easy,\" said the first lieutenant, \"that as you are so\nparticularly fond of taking a cruise\"--for Jack had told the whole\ntruth--\"it might be as well that you improve your navigation.\"", "\"Well, then, we shall be ordered in directly, and I shall go on shore\nto-morrow,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"Yes, if you're ill,\" replied Gascoigne.", "feelings. As for the court-martial, it will not hold good, for Mr\nEasy, in the first place, has not yet joined the ship, and in the next", "\"That reminds me of this boy's father,\" replied Dr Middleton; who then\ndetailed to the pedagogue the idiosyncrasy of Mr Easy, and all the\ncircumstances attending Jack being sent to his school.", "\"That is exactly my opinion,\" replied Mr Easy, comforted at the doctor\nhaving so logically got him out of the scrape. \"But--he shall go to\nschool tomorrow, that I'm determined on.\"", "\"I trust so too, Mr Easy,\" replied the captain. \"There, you may go\nnow, and let me hear no more of kicking people down the hatchway. That\nsort of zeal is misplaced.\"", "\"Mr Easy, the Governor desired me to bring you on shore to dine with\nhim, and he has a bed at your service.\"\n\nJack touched his hat, and ran down below, to make his few preparations.", "\"Mr Easy,\" said the admiral at last, \"I do not altogether blame you; it\nappears that the captain of the transport would have delayed sailing", "\"Indeed, sir,\" said Easy, who saw that the chaplain was in great\ntribulation, and hoped to pacify him, \"I was certainly not there all the", "\"Man is a free agent,\" replied Easy.\n\n\"I'll be shot if a midshipman is,\" replied Gascoigne, laughing, \"and\nthat you'll soon find.\"", "\"Merciful God! Mr Easy, where did you come from?\"\n\n\"From that ship astern, sir,\" replied Jack.", "\"Then look you, Ned,\" said Easy; \"I've lots of dollars; we may as well\nbe hanged for a sheep as a lamb, as the saying is; I vote that we do not\ngo on board.\"", "\"Are you in much pain, Easy?\" said the captain kindly.\n\nEasy closed his eyes again, and murmured, \"Mesty, Mesty!\"", "\"Then, as for his dismissal, or rather, not allowing him to join, Mr\nEasy has been brought up in the country, and has never seen anything", "Mesty, who had resumed his sailor's clothes, now observed, \"What we do,\nMassa Easy, we do quickly--time for all ting, time for show face and\nfight--time for hide face, crawl, and steal.\"", "What had Mr Easy to offer in reply? He must either, as a philosopher,\nhave sacrificed his hypothesis, or, as a father, have sacrificed his" ] ]

[ "Why does Easy return to Sicily?", "What does Easy's father believe?", "Why does Easy join the Navy?", "Who was Mesty before he became a slave?", "When does Mesty change his mind about Easy's philosophy?", "What does Easy senior's invention do?", "What was Easy senior trying to do when he died?", "What is Mesty put in charge of when he is promoted to corporal? ", "What was the reason gentlemen listened to Easy senior talk about his philosophy?", "Who spoiled Easy?", "What does Easy's father regard himself as?", "What does Easy join?", "Who is the lower deck seaman that Easy befriends?", "Where had Mesty been a prince?", "To what position is Mesty promoted?", "How old is Easy?", "What does the apparatus that Easy Sr develops do?", "Who does Easy end up marrying?", "What does Easy think of his father's point of view when he is a teenager?", "Who does Easy meet in the navy?", "How does Mesty help Easy numerous times?", "What does Easy find when he returns home after his mother dies?", "What kills Easy's father?", "How does Easy come to wealth?", "What does Easy do after he has obtained wealth from his father's estate?", "Why can Agnes' family not refuse Easy?", "What is Easy's father's philosophy?", "What does Easy's father think of Easy joining the Navy?" ]

[ [ "To marry Agnes.", "To claim his bride." ], [ "That all men are equal and that no man should own property.", "All property should be shared." ], [ "It is the best example of a society where all men are equal. ", "To push for an equalized society" ], [ "A prince of Africa.", "African prince" ], [ "When he is promoted to corporal.", "when he is promoted to corporal" ], [ "Reduces or enlarges phrenological bumps on the skull.", "reduce or enlarge bumps on the skull. " ], [ "Reduce his own benevolence bump.", "He was trying to reduce a bump on his skull." ], [ "Discipline. ", "discipline " ], [ "Easy senior's wine was good.", "The port was good. " ], [ "His parents", "His parents spoiled Easy." ], [ "A philosopher", "Philosopher. " ], [ "The Navy", "The Navy." ], [ "Mesty", "Mesty. " ], [ "Africa", "Africa." ], [ "Ship corporal", "Ship's corporal." ], [ "17 years old", "17" ], [ "It reduces or enlarges phrenological bumps on the skull", "Smooths out bumps on a persons skull." ], [ "Agnes", "Agnes" ], [ "Easy adopts his father's point of view.", "He has fully adopted his father's point of view." ], [ "He meets Mesty, a former prince of Africa.", "Mesty" ], [ "Mesty helps by pulling Easy out of trouble numerous times throughout their journey across the Mediterranean.", "He pulls him out of several scrapes." ], [ "Upon arriving home, he finds that his father has gone completely mad.", "takes over his parents estate, quits the navy" ], [ "Easy's father attempts to use a machine that he developed on himself which kills him.", "A machine he created to thin bumps in a person's skull." ], [ "After his father's death, he demanded past rent from the tenants and kicked out those that would not pay.", "tenants from his parents estate" ], [ "Easy quits the navy, and returns to Sicily to marry his bride Agnes.", "Quits the navy and returns to Sicily to marry Agnes." ], [ "Because he has become a wealthy man and is no longer a junior midshipman.", "Because Easy is a wealthy man at this point." ], [ "That men have rights and that there should be equality for all.", "that all people are completely equal" ], [ "He approves Easy's joining because he believes it is the best example of an equal society.", "It is a good example of an equal society." ] ]

[ [ "LEONARD\n\t\tYes, I do. I don't have amnesia. I\n\t\tremember everything about myself up until\n\t\tthe incident. I'm Leonard Shelby, I'm\n\t\tfrom San Fran -", "4 CONTINUED: (2)\t\t\t\t\t\t4\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tI'm Leonard Shelby, I'm from San\n\t\tFrancisco and I'm -", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tSo good old Leonard Shelby from the\n\t\tinsurance company gives her the seed of", "LEONARD\n\t\tI have no memory.\n\n\t\t\t\tBURT\n\t\tAmnesia?", "Leonard hangs up, thinking. He looks at the writing on the\nback of his hand, then pulls back his sleeve to reveal the words:\n\n\"THE FACTS:\"", "The following is Jonathan Nolan's short story\n\"Memento Mori\", the inspiration for his brother,\nChristopher Nolan's, screenplay for the film, MEMENTO:", "Leonard raises his eyebrows, then smiles.\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\nMEMENTO Pink Revisions - 9/7/99", "LEONARD (V.O.)(cont'd)\n\t\tMotel room.", "Leonard looks up.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\nMEMENTO Pink Revisions - 9/7/99\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t77.", "Leonard moves to the dresser and starts methodically emptying\nhis pockets. He pulls a Polaroid out of his inside jacket\npocket.", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tNo, really. Memory's not perfect. It's\n\t\tnot even that good. Ask the police,", "Leonard can see his reflection in the mirror. He studies the\ntattoo across his chest:\n\n\"JOHN G. RAPED AND MURDERED MY WIFE\".", "Leonard flushes the urinal, then moves to the sink and starts\nwashing his hands. He notices a MESSAGE written on the back\nof his hand:\n\n\"REMEMBER SAMMY JANKIS\"", "Leonard enters the unoccupied room, flapping the Polaroid\nphoto. He sifts through his sports bag, pulls out a pen and\nwrites the motel's address on the picture.", "LEONARD\n\t\tI'm sorry.\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\nMEMENTO Pink Revisions - 9/7/99", "LEONARD\n\t\tNo. It's different. I have no short-term\n\t\tmemory. I know who I am and all about", "The Polaroid camera is lowered, revealing the sweaty, heavy-\nbreathing face of LEONARD (mid-30's). There are droplets of", "Leonard enters the dark room. He goes to the couch and picks\nup his shirt and his jacket. He notices the photograph which", "Leonard opens his eyes, frightened. He is lying on the bed in\nhis beige suit and blue shirt.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (V.0.)\n\t\tAwake.", "LATER:\n\nLeonard watches commercials on TV. He notices the tattoo on\nhis hand (\"REMEMBER SAMMY JANKIS\"), then switches the TV off.\nHe starts to examine his Polaroids." ], [ "MRS. JANKIS\n\t\tSammy, it's time for my shot.", "LEONARD (V.O.)(cont'd)\n\t\tSammy couldn't understand or explain\n\t\twhat had happened.\n\nSammy strokes Mrs. Jankis' cheek, crying.", "DISSOLVE TO:\n\nMrs. Jankis, unconscious in her chair. Sammy glances over from\nwatching T.V. commercials, wondering.", "Mrs. Jankis comes into the room. Sammy is seated, watching\nT.V. He looks up at her with a smile. She smiles back, tense.", "Sammy wipes a spot on Mrs. Jankis' arm with a swab, then\ngently PINCHES the skin and confidently INSERTS the needle.\t*", "He carefully prepares the injection and Mrs. Jankis offers\nhim her other arm. Sammy injects the insulin, then looks up\nat her and smiles.", "(nods)\n\t\tSammy Jankis. Yeah, I guess I tell\n\t\tpeople about Sammy to help them\n\t\tunderstand. Sammy's story helps me", "Sammy injects the insulin, then withdraws the needle, smiles\nreassuringly at his wife and goes back into the kitchen.\n\nMrs. Jankis watches Sammy flipping through the channels,\nlooking for commercials.", "Sammy looks up, worried. Mrs Jankis smiles at him. Sammy pushes *\nthe plunger, withdraws the needle and presses the swab against *", "The tearful Mrs. Jankis gives Leonard a determined look.\n\n\t\t\t\tMRS. JANKIS\n\t\tMr. Shelby, you know all about Sammy and\n\t\tyou decided that he was faking -", "who'll listen. \"Remember Sammy Jankis,\n\t\tremember Sammy Jankis\". Great story. Gets\n\t\tbetter every time you tell it. So you", "Sammy carefully prepares the injection and Mrs. Jankis offers\nhim her arm. (LEONARD AND LEONARD'S WIFE TO SUBSTITUTE)", "for people to understand. I mean look at\n\t\tSammy Jankis. His own wife couldn't deal\n\t\twith it.\n\t\t\t\t(MORE)", "LEONARD\n\t\tSammy let his wife kill herself! Sammy\n\t\tended up in an institution - !\t\t\t\t *", "Sammy watches T.V. Mrs. Jankis sets her watch back by fifteen\nminutes.\n\n\t\t\t\tMRS. JANKIS (cont'd)\n\t\tSammy, it's time for my shot.", "\"REMEMBER SAMMY JANKIS\"", "MRS. JANKIS\n\t\tMr. Shelby, try and understand. When I\n\t\tlook into Sammy's eyes, I don't see some", "MRS. JANKIS\n\t\tI want you to forget the company you\n\t\twork for for thirty seconds, and tell me\n\t\tif you really think that Sammy is faking\n\t\this condition.", "Sammy looks over from the T.V., smiling, glad to be able to\nhelp.\n\nMrs. Jankis offers Sammy her leg, and he gives her another\nshot of insulin, smiling.", "LEONARD (V.O.)\n\t\tShe really thought she would call his\n\t\tbluff...\n\nMrs. Jankis sets her watch back by fifteen minutes." ], [ "Natalie's eyes are open.", "NATALIE (cont'd)\n\t\tYou don't seem the type.", "NATALIE (cont'd)\n\t\tUh, take a seat.", "NATALIE (cont'd)\n\t\tWell, it seems like Jimmy knows you. He\n\t\ttold me about you. Said you were staying", "FADE DOWN FROM WHITE TO:\n\n130 INT. NATALIE'S LIVING ROOM - DAY <<COLOUR SEQUENCE>>\t 130", "Natalie hands him a note. It says:\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "appears in front of him. Leonard looks up at Natalie without\nrecognition. She eyes him coldly, staring at his clothes.", "NATALIE (cont'd)\n\t\tFor a lot of money.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "Natalie showed him on top of some papers on a desk in the\ncorner. He holds it in a shaft of light from the streetlamp\noutside, studying the photo of Natalie and Jimmy.", "LEONARD\n\t\tNatalie.\n\nLeonard slips into the seat opposite her. Natalie is pretty,\nbut has bruising around one eye, and a mark on her lip.", "NATALIE\n\t\tSomebody's come. Already.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "He flips Natalie's picture over and considers her blurred\nimage. He looks up at her house, then picks up the BEER MAT,\nreading the address Teddy has given him.", "Leonard bends his head around to see if Natalie is awake. She\ncloses her eyes. Leonard gingerly slides from underneath her\nand moves silently out of the bedroom.", "Natalie turns to him, ENRAGED.", "Natalie looks at him bitterly.\n\n\t\t\t\tNATALIE\n\t\tYou don't know, do you? You're blissfully\n\t\tignorant, aren't you?", "NATALIE (cont'd)\n\t\tPretty weird.\n\nShe is smiling at him in the mirror. Leonard smiles, shrugs.", "NATALIE\n\t\tAbout your whore of a wife?\n\nLeonard slaps Natalie. She smiles, then speaks softly.", "NATALIE\t\t\t\t\t\t\t *\n\t\t (smiles)\t\t\t\t\t\t\t *", "door SLAM. He looks out of the window to see Natalie getting *\nout of her car. She turns to walk toward the house. Her face\nis swollen and bloody.", "Natalie stares at Leonard, thinking.\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t39." ], [ "appears in front of him. Leonard looks up at Natalie without\nrecognition. She eyes him coldly, staring at his clothes.", "Natalie stares at Leonard, thinking.\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t39.", "Leonard turns away, body tensed, ready to snap. Natalie\nreaches out to gently brush the hair above his ear with her\nfingers.", "Natalie nods, wary of Leonard's barely concealed anger.\nLeonard thrusts a Polaroid photo in her face.", "Leonard bends his head around to see if Natalie is awake. She\ncloses her eyes. Leonard gingerly slides from underneath her\nand moves silently out of the bedroom.", "LEONARD\n\t\tNatalie.\n\nLeonard slips into the seat opposite her. Natalie is pretty,\nbut has bruising around one eye, and a mark on her lip.", "Leonard opens the door for her.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tWhat happened?\n\nNatalie, intensely AGITATED, FUMBLES with things in her\npurse.", "Leonard spins around, BACKHANDING Natalie on the cheek.\n\nHe PUNCHES her in the mouth then pushes her to the floor. He\nstands over her, furious with himself as much as her.", "Leonard leans right over her to get a look at her face. It is\nNATALIE. The BRUISE on her eye and the MARK on her lip are\nworse than before.", "LEONARD\n\t\tShut the fuck up!\n\nNatalie gets right in his face, grinning.", "Natalie stares at Leonard confused.\t\t\t\t\t *", "Leonard looks at Natalie.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tMy wife.\n\n\t\t\t\tNATALIE\n\t\tSweet.", "Natalie smiles unconvincingly, perturbed, and exits. Leonard\nsits down on the couch and writes \"Natalie\" on the white", "Leonard drops a tidy blob of spit into the beer, shakes his\nhead, revolted. Natalie places the mug on the bar in front of", "Leonard sifts through the papers on the desk, agitated. He\t *\nhears a car door SLAM. He looks out of the window to see\t *\nNatalie getting out of her car.", "Leonard is getting frustrated.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tNeither do I.\n\n\t\t\t\tNATALIE\n\t\tDon't protect him.", "LEONARD\n\t\tCalm down.\n\nNatalie starts to HIT Leonard. He takes her arms.", "NATALIE\n\t\tAbout your whore of a wife?\n\nLeonard slaps Natalie. She smiles, then speaks softly.", "Leonard pulls up in his Jaguar, gets out, rings the front\ndoorbell. It is opened by Natalie.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tNatalie, right?", "Leonard shakes his head and reaches for the note. Natalie\ngrabs his lapel and pulls him down to her, kissing him gently\non the mouth." ], [ "TEDDY\n\t\t (chuckles)\n\t\tMy mother calls me Teddy. I'm John Edward", "LEONARD\n\t\tYour name's Teddy.", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tYou can't stay with her. Let me give you\n\t\tthe name of a motel.\n\nTeddy starts looking for a piece of paper.", "Teddy is now wearing his big grin, rubbing his neck.\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t66.", "TEDDY\n\t\tDid you? I musta forgot. I'm Teddy.\t\t\t *", "LEONARD (V.O.)\n\t\tThis guy told me his name was Teddy.\n\nHe turns the photo over and examines the white stop on the\nback. It says only:", "TEDDY\n\t\tJust Teddy. Don't write Gammell please.\n\nLeonard raises his eyebrows.", "pulls out his POLAROIDS, flicking through them until he finds\nthe one of Teddy. He flips it over and checks the back:", "Teddy SLUMPS into a chair. Leonard tries to smile. There is a\nfaint GRUNTING and BUMPING from inside the closet. Teddy\nnotices the noise and grins.", "Teddy walks off. Leonard pulls his Polaroids out of his\npocket and finds the one of Teddy. He places it on the dash,", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tWho the fuck is that?\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tYou don't know him?", "Teddy shrugs. Leonard motions Dodd into the driver's seat,\nthen slides into the passenger side. They pull out of the\nparking lot, Teddy following in his GREY SEDAN.", "Natalie studies Leonard.\n\n\t\t\t\tNATALIE\n\t\tA guy called Teddy.\n\nLeonard does not react to the name.", "LEONARD\n\t\t (distraught)\n\t\tHey! Mister! I need help!\n\nTeddy looks up.", "TEDDY\n\t\t (chuckles)\n\t\tYou tell everyone about Sammy. Everyone", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tLeonard?\n\nLeonard cranks it down. Teddy looks at Leonard with something\nlike fatherly affection.", "TEDDY\n\t\tJust some guy. Does it even matter who? I\n\t\tstopped asking myself why a long time", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tYou haven't got a clue, have you? You\n\t\tdon't even know who you are?", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tWe've got to get you out of here.\t\t\t\t *\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tWhy?", "TEDDY\n\t\t (grins)\n\t\tShe has no idea who I am.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tWhy are you following me?" ], [ "Teddy is now wearing his big grin, rubbing his neck.\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t66.", "Teddy walks off. Leonard pulls his Polaroids out of his\npocket and finds the one of Teddy. He places it on the dash,", "Teddy SLUMPS into a chair. Leonard tries to smile. There is a\nfaint GRUNTING and BUMPING from inside the closet. Teddy\nnotices the noise and grins.", "Teddy shrugs. Leonard motions Dodd into the driver's seat,\nthen slides into the passenger side. They pull out of the\nparking lot, Teddy following in his GREY SEDAN.", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tYou can't stay with her. Let me give you\n\t\tthe name of a motel.\n\nTeddy starts looking for a piece of paper.", "it in the lot, and walks over to it. He turns around and\npoints his camera at Teddy. Teddy grins wider. Leonard snaps\nthe picture.", "TEDDY\n\t\tJust some guy. Does it even matter who? I\n\t\tstopped asking myself why a long time", "Leonard sticks it back in his pocket. He PEEKS through the\ncurtains. Teddy is sitting by the door, waiting. Leonard", "pulls out his POLAROIDS, flicking through them until he finds\nthe one of Teddy. He flips it over and checks the back:", "Teddy looks around at the anonymous room.", "LEONARD\n\t\tYour name's Teddy.", "Teddy exits the room, glances around, motions for Leonard and\nDodd to follow. Dodd is cleaned up and unbound, Leonard is\npressed up right behind him. The three of them descend to the\nparking lot.", "TEDDY\n\t\t (chuckles)\n\t\tMy mother calls me Teddy. I'm John Edward", "Leonard exits the office, followed by Teddy, and looks\nthrough his Polaroids. He finds one of a PICKUP TRUCK, spots", "Teddy goes back through the curtain. Teddy pops his head back\nthrough the curtain.", "LEONARD\n\t\t (distraught)\n\t\tHey! Mister! I need help!\n\nTeddy looks up.", "Leonard neither replies nor turns around. Teddy, worried,\naffects a casual air, shrugging dismissively,\n\n\t\t\t\tTEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tFuck this.", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tLeonard?\n\nLeonard cranks it down. Teddy looks at Leonard with something\nlike fatherly affection.", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tPut it this way. Were you wearing\n\t\tdesigner suits when you sold insurance?\t\t\t*", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tSee these? That's the bar where she\n\t\tworks. Her boyfriend's a drug dealer." ], [ "Leonard touches the tattoo on the back of his hand.", "Leonard can see his reflection in the mirror. He studies the\ntattoo across his chest:\n\n\"JOHN G. RAPED AND MURDERED MY WIFE\".", "Leonard lies on the bed, in jeans, topless. He reaches for the\nringing phone with his left arm. As his hand reaches the\nreceiver Leonard reads the tattoo on his arm which says:\t *", "Leonard puts the NEEDLE/PEN down, and wipes blood from his new,\nhomemade TATTOO, which says:\n\n\"FACT 5. DRUG DEALER\"", "The buzzing of the tattoo needle stops. Leonard looks down at\nhis thigh. It says:\n\n\"FACT 6. CAR LICENSE: SG13 7IU\"", "Leonard looks at the INK-COVERED NEEDLE. Leonard consults the\nFILE CARD. It has a HANDWRITTEN MESSAGE:\n\n\"TATTOO: ACCESS TO DRUGS\"", "Leonard unbuckles his trousers and starts to pull them down.\nHe STOPS when he sees his thigh, looking up at the tattooist.", "Leonard pulls his shirt off. There is a BANDAGE on his LEFT\nARM. He looks do at the TATTOOS ALL OVER HIS CHEST, STOMACH\t*\nAND ARMS.", "Leonard exits the curtained cubicle, buckling his belt. Teddy\nis waiting for him with a PLASTIC BAG. Leonard pays the\ntattooist. Teddy looks at her.", "Leonard takes out the REGISTRATION DOCUMENT and examines it.\nHolding the photo of Teddy and the registration document,\nLeonard checks off his TATTOOED FACTS:", "is his sports bag of notes and papers. The tattooist is\t *\ntattooing his thigh, Leonard is reading a file, fascinated.", "Leonard drops the pen. Thinks. He looks at his chest through\nthe mirror and a backwards tattoo suddenly BECOMES CLEAR:\n\n\"JOHN G. RAPED AND MURDERED MY WIFE\"", "Leonard (boxers, bandaged arm) TATTOOS HIMSELF as he talks on *\nthe phone. So far he has tattooed:\n\n\"FACT 5.\"", "Leonard strokes the tattoo as he lets the phone ring. It\nstops. Leonard goes to the door, opens it and checks the\nnumber of the room: 21. He goes back to the phone, makes a\ncall.", "ELABORATE. The messages run in all directions, some UPSIDE-\nDOWN, some BACKWARDS. Leonard examines his tattoos,\nmethodically. From Leonard's POV, the most striking is an", "Leonard hangs up, thinking. He looks at the writing on the\nback of his hand, then pulls back his sleeve to reveal the words:\n\n\"THE FACTS:\"", "Leonard (beige suit) enters. A TATTOOIST is sitting with a\nmagazine, smoking.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tDidn't know this town had a parlor.", "The arrow points to a sentence tattooed along Earl's inner arm. Earl\nreads the sentence once, maybe twice. Another arrow picks up at the", "Leonard looks down at the FRESH TATTOO on his thigh.\t\t *\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "She pushes back the sleeve, trying to read the tattoo.\nLeonard watches her.\t\t\t\t\t\t\t *\n\n\t\t\t\tNATALIE (cont'd)\n\t\tCome on." ], [ "increases his efforts. Jimmy STOPS struggling. Leonard keeps\nhis hands around Jimmy's throat until he is confident that he\nis DEAD.", "Leonard HITS Jimmy around the head with the jack handle.\nJimmy goes down, but STRUGGLES as Leonard drags him deeper\ninto the dark hallway. Leonard bends over the groaning Jimmy,\nfrisking him, finding nothing.", "CHOKING him. Jimmy tries to speak, but can only make GURGLING\nnoises. As Leonard watches Jimmy fight for air we:", "Leonard grabs Jimmy' s body by the legs, DRAGGING him back\t *\ntowards the basement. He opens the door and BACKS down into\nthe DARKNESS, pulling Jimmy behind him.", "Jimmy's arms THRASH, his hands catching Leonard's face,\nSCRATCHING his cheek. Leonard tips his head back and", "Leonard opens the revolver and empties the bullets onto the\npassenger seat. He flips through the photos until he finds\nthe one of the STRANGLED JIMMY.", "Leonard has his arms around Dodd's neck. Leonard SMASHES\nDodd's head sideways into the wall, HARD.", "Leonard stands above Jimmy's body, examining the picture he\nhas just taken, nodding to himself, catching his breath.", "Leonard BACKS DOWN the stairs, dragging Jimmy's BODY, head\nBUMPING down each step. In the middle of the room, Leonard", "Leonard is SHOCKED. Jimmy is silent. The sound of a CAR\noutside. Leonard JUMPS to his feet.", "Leonard is in the Jaguar. Dodd (without any bruises) is\nstanding by the window, aiming his gun at Leonard.", "Leonard writes another message beneath these two:\n\n\"KILL HIM\"", "Leonard comes out of the gloom, stopping in front of Jimmy,\nstudying his face. Leonard has a JACK HANDLE in his hand.\n\n\t\t\t JIMMY (cont'd)\n\t\tWell?", "Leonard glances fearfully at the door, then looks at Teddy.\nHe THRUSTS the barrel of his gun into Teddy's mouth and WE", "Dodd points his gun at Leonard through the window.\n\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t (CONTINUED)\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t59.", "Jimmy SWINGS at Leonard with a BROKEN FLOORBOARD, STRIKING\nhis shoulder. The jack handle goes flying. Jimmy SWINGS", "Teddy turns and heads for the door. Leonard LEAPS on him,\npistol-whipping him furiously as he shouts:", "Leonard covers Dodd with the gun while Teddy pulls him out of\nthe closet. Dodd has trouble standing up straight.", "JIMMY (cont'd)\n\t\tYou fucking retard, you can't get away\n\t\twith this -\n\nLeonard holds the jack handle above him.", "Teddy follows Leonard down the stairs. Jimmy's body, dressed\nonly in boxers, lies in the middle of the floor.\n\n\t\t\t\tTEDDY\n\t\tSo what were you doing here?" ], [ "LEONARD\n\t\tI have no memory.\n\n\t\t\t\tBURT\n\t\tAmnesia?", "LEONARD\n\t\tYes, I do. I don't have amnesia. I\n\t\tremember everything about myself up until\n\t\tthe incident. I'm Leonard Shelby, I'm\n\t\tfrom San Fran -", "Leonard does not find this funny.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tChronic alcoholism ~ one cause of short\n\t\tterm memory loss.", "LEONARD\n\t\tI don't remember. See, I have no short-\t\t\t*\n\t\tterm memory. It's not amnesia -\t\t\t\t *", "LEONARD\n\t\tHe took away the woman I love and he took\n\t\taway my memory. He destroyed everything;\n\t\tmy life and my ability to live.", "Natalie leans in close, studying Leonard, looking him over.\n\n\t\t\t\tNATALIE\n\t\tWhat's the last thing you remember?\n\t\tLeonard looks at her.", "LEONARD\n\t\tNo. It's different. I have no short-term\n\t\tmemory. I know who I am and all about", "LEONARD\n\t\tI can't make new memories. Everything\t\t\t *\n\t\tfades, nothing sticks. By the time we", "Leonard shrugs.\n\n\t\t\t\tBURT (cont'd)\n\t\tWhat's the last thing you remember?", "Leonard hangs up, thinking. He looks at the writing on the\nback of his hand, then pulls back his sleeve to reveal the words:\n\n\"THE FACTS:\"", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tSo I can't remember talking to you. What\n\t\tdid we talk about?", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tWho the fuck is Dodd?", "Leonard raises his eyebrows, then smiles.\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\nMEMENTO Pink Revisions - 9/7/99", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tThere had to be a second man. I was\n\t\tstruck from behind, I remember. It's", "Leonard is losing it.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tI want my fucking life back!", "Leonard flushes the urinal, then moves to the sink and starts\nwashing his hands. He notices a MESSAGE written on the back\nof his hand:\n\n\"REMEMBER SAMMY JANKIS\"", "Leonard has his arms around Dodd's neck. Leonard SMASHES\nDodd's head sideways into the wall, HARD.", "Leonard opens his eyes, frightened. He is lying on the bed in\nhis beige suit and blue shirt.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (V.0.)\n\t\tAwake.", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tMe? I gotta reason.", "LEONARD\n\t\t (friendly smile)\n\t\tSorry, I should have explained. You see,\n\t\tI have this condition -" ], [ "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tWho the fuck is Dodd?", "Leonard is breathing hard, looking around nervously. He\nstarts knocking BITS OF BROKEN WINDOW GLASS out of the\ndriver's side window with his elbow then pulling photos and\npieces of paper out of his pockets as he drives.", "Leonard has his arms around Dodd's neck. Leonard SMASHES\nDodd's head sideways into the wall, HARD.", "Leonard is losing it.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tI want my fucking life back!", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tLet's take a look inside.", "Leonard HITS Jimmy around the head with the jack handle.\nJimmy goes down, but STRUGGLES as Leonard drags him deeper\ninto the dark hallway. Leonard bends over the groaning Jimmy,\nfrisking him, finding nothing.", "Leonard opens his eyes, frightened. He is lying on the bed in\nhis beige suit and blue shirt.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (V.0.)\n\t\tAwake.", "LEONARD\n\t\tIt was enough to suggest his condition\n\t\twas psychological not physical.\n\t\t\t\t(MORE)", "Leonard is on the phone.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "The Man looks at Leonard, wary, says nothing. Leonard tweaks\nhis broken nose. The Man groans.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tYour name.", "LEONARD (V.0.)\n\t\tI never said he was faking. Just that\n\t\this condition was mental, not physical.", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tWe turned down his claim on the grounds\n\t\tthat he wasn't covered for mental", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tIt has lots of information, but with my\n\t\tcondition, it's tough. I can't really\n\t\tkeep it all in mind at once.", "Leonard hangs up, thinking. He looks at the writing on the\nback of his hand, then pulls back his sleeve to reveal the words:\n\n\"THE FACTS:\"", "Leonard writes another message beneath these two:\n\n\"KILL HIM\"", "Leonard glances fearfully at the door, then looks at Teddy.\nHe THRUSTS the barrel of his gun into Teddy's mouth and WE", "LEONARD\n\t\t (smiles)\n\t\tI guess I've told you about my condition.\n\nTeddy grins and holds the door open for Leonard.", "Teddy is down. Leonard DRAGS him back, deeper into the dark \nhouse. Leonard is in a frenzy. He dumps Teddy at the end of\nthe hall and stands over him. Teddy SPITS BLOOD.", "Leonard is WOKEN by the sound of a door SHUTTING FIRMLY. He\nturns his head to see a glow from under the bathroom door.", "Leonard can see his reflection in the mirror. He studies the\ntattoo across his chest:\n\n\"JOHN G. RAPED AND MURDERED MY WIFE\"." ], [ "Dodd lies still on the floor, bleeding, his hand still in his\ninside jacket pocket. Leonard stands above him, naked,\ndripping wet, catching his breath.\n\nThere is a KNOCK at the door.", "himself over a chain link fence, dropping down on the other\nside and SCRAMBLING through some bushes. He RACES full tilt\ninto a parking lot, looking around, desperate. He can hear a", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tThere had to be a second man. I was\n\t\tstruck from behind, I remember. It's", "She turns and comes towards the front door. Her face is SWOLLEN\nand BLEEDING.\n\nLeonard OPENS the door for her. She RUSHES past him.\t\t *", "EARL OPENS HIS EYES and blinks into the darkness. The alarm clock is\nringing. It says 3:20, and the moonlight streaming through the window", "Dodd (without bruises) appears again at the other end of the\ngap, SEES Leonard, and STARTS RUNNING TOWARDS HIM. There is a\nGUN in his hand.", "With his left hand, Leonard opens the door. He rolls out,\nSLAMMING the door in Dodd's face, and hitting the central\nlocking on his car keys.", "EventuallyEarl sits up, buttons his shirt, and crosses to the desk. He takes out\na pen and a piece of notepaper from the desk drawer, sits, and begins\nto write.", "The point of light GOES OUT. Leonard KICKS the door in,\nSMASHING THE ROOM'S OCCUPANT BACK INTO THE ROOM.", "A SHOT rings out and the white cotton mask is BLOWN into RED,\nthe Masked Man falling of f the struggling woman. Leonard", "Then the pain floods his brain, blocking out the other questions. He\nsquirms gain, trying to yank his forearm away, the one that feels", "all the way to the inside of his elbow. Earl blinks at the message and\nreads it again. It says, in careful little capitals, I RAPED AND\nKILLED YOUR WIFE.", "ARE AT THE SHOT FROM THE END OF THE OPENING SEQUENCE. Teddy\npanics, shaking his head, trying to talk around the metal,", "Earl absentmindedly plays with the lump of scar tissue on his neck and\nmoves back toward the bed. He lies back down and stares up at the", "Leonard HITS Jimmy around the head with the jack handle.\nJimmy goes down, but STRUGGLES as Leonard drags him deeper\ninto the dark hallway. Leonard bends over the groaning Jimmy,\nfrisking him, finding nothing.", "Maybe then he notices the scar. It begins just beneath the ear, jagged\nand thick, and disappears abruptly into his hairline. Earl turns his", "Teddy turns and heads for the door. Leonard LEAPS on him,\npistol-whipping him furiously as he shouts:", "Still staring, he crouches down and pulls a BODY off the\nfloor by the wet hair of its BLOODY HEAD. He slowly inserts\nthe barrel of the gun into the bloody mess where the mouth\nshould be.", "The sky has brightened. Leonard KICKS the dying embers apart.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t58.", "Leonard STUMBLES in, naked, from the bathroom, swings around,\nHITTING Dodd square in the face with the empty vodka bottle,\nwhich does not break." ], [ "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tThere had to be a second man. I was\n\t\tstruck from behind, I remember. It's", "Leonard finds a NOTE that gives a description of Dodd, along\nwith the motel and room number where Dodd is staying.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "Leonard HITS Jimmy around the head with the jack handle.\nJimmy goes down, but STRUGGLES as Leonard drags him deeper\ninto the dark hallway. Leonard bends over the groaning Jimmy,\nfrisking him, finding nothing.", "Leonard hangs up, thinking. He looks at the writing on the\nback of his hand, then pulls back his sleeve to reveal the words:\n\n\"THE FACTS:\"", "Leonard looks around, trying to think. Teddy KNOCKS harder.\nThe Man in the closet BUMPS and GROANS. Leonard reaches into\nhis pocket and pulls out some Polaroids.", "Leonard enters the dark room. He goes to the couch and picks\nup his shirt and his jacket. He notices the photograph which", "Leonard stuffs the Polaroids back into his pocket, reaches\naround to the back of his waistband and draws a HANDGUN,\nkeeping it out of Teddy's line of sight. Teddy enters, wary.", "examines the weapon, then starts to search the room. Leonard\nfinds an overnight bag at the bottom of the closet. Inside it\nthere are some clothes, spare ammunition, a large hunting", "Leonard flips it over. On the back are two handwritten\nmessages. The first one has been completely scribbled over,\nbut the other one reads:", "Leonard has his arms around Dodd's neck. Leonard SMASHES\nDodd's head sideways into the wall, HARD.", "Dodd points his gun at Leonard through the window.\n\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t (CONTINUED)\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t59.", "Leonard picks the stack of Polaroids out of his outside\njacket pocket. He flips through them until he finds the one\nof Teddy, then picks up the phone and dials Teddy's number.\nThe phone is answered:", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tWho the fuck is Dodd?", "Leonard shoves Dodd into the closet, takes out a NOTE and\nconsults it, then writes \"DODD\" on the white strip on the", "Leonard covers Dodd with the gun while Teddy pulls him out of\nthe closet. Dodd has trouble standing up straight.", "Leonard is on the phone.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "Leonard turns, looks over the rest of the room. He moves to\nthe bureau and opens drawers. Empty. He goes to the closet\nand OPENS it.", "Dodd motions for Leonard to open the passenger side door.\n\nDodd gets into the passenger seat, gun on Leonard. Leonard\nnods to him.", "With his left hand, Leonard opens the door. He rolls out,\nSLAMMING the door in Dodd's face, and hitting the central\nlocking on his car keys.", "Leonard moves to the dresser and starts methodically emptying\nhis pockets. He pulls a Polaroid out of his inside jacket\npocket." ], [ "for people to understand. I mean look at\n\t\tSammy Jankis. His own wife couldn't deal\n\t\twith it.\n\t\t\t\t(MORE)", "(nods)\n\t\tSammy Jankis. Yeah, I guess I tell\n\t\tpeople about Sammy to help them\n\t\tunderstand. Sammy's story helps me", "LEONARD (V.O.)(cont'd)\n\t\tSammy couldn't understand or explain\n\t\twhat had happened.\n\nSammy strokes Mrs. Jankis' cheek, crying.", "who'll listen. \"Remember Sammy Jankis,\n\t\tremember Sammy Jankis\". Great story. Gets\n\t\tbetter every time you tell it. So you", "MRS. JANKIS\n\t\tSammy, it's time for my shot.", "Sammy wipes a spot on Mrs. Jankis' arm with a swab, then\ngently PINCHES the skin and confidently INSERTS the needle.\t*", "LEONARD\n\t\tSammy let his wife kill herself! Sammy\n\t\tended up in an institution - !\t\t\t\t *", "Sammy looks up, worried. Mrs Jankis smiles at him. Sammy pushes *\nthe plunger, withdraws the needle and presses the swab against *", "Sammy injects the insulin, then withdraws the needle, smiles\nreassuringly at his wife and goes back into the kitchen.\n\nMrs. Jankis watches Sammy flipping through the channels,\nlooking for commercials.", "DISSOLVE TO:\n\nMrs. Jankis, unconscious in her chair. Sammy glances over from\nwatching T.V. commercials, wondering.", "The tearful Mrs. Jankis gives Leonard a determined look.\n\n\t\t\t\tMRS. JANKIS\n\t\tMr. Shelby, you know all about Sammy and\n\t\tyou decided that he was faking -", "He carefully prepares the injection and Mrs. Jankis offers\nhim her other arm. Sammy injects the insulin, then looks up\nat her and smiles.", "Mrs. Jankis comes into the room. Sammy is seated, watching\nT.V. He looks up at her with a smile. She smiles back, tense.", "\"REMEMBER SAMMY JANKIS\"", "MRS. JANKIS\n\t\tMr. Shelby, try and understand. When I\n\t\tlook into Sammy's eyes, I don't see some", "Sammy watches T.V. Mrs. Jankis sets her watch back by fifteen\nminutes.\n\n\t\t\t\tMRS. JANKIS (cont'd)\n\t\tSammy, it's time for my shot.", "Sammy carefully prepares the injection and Mrs. Jankis offers\nhim her arm. (LEONARD AND LEONARD'S WIFE TO SUBSTITUTE)", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tSammy Jankis wrote himself endless\n\t\tnotes. But he'd get mixed up. I've got a", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tSammy Jankis had the same problem. He\t\t\t *", "Sammy looks over from the T.V., smiling, glad to be able to\nhelp.\n\nMrs. Jankis offers Sammy her leg, and he gives her another\nshot of insulin, smiling." ], [ "appears in front of him. Leonard looks up at Natalie without\nrecognition. She eyes him coldly, staring at his clothes.", "Leonard drops a tidy blob of spit into the beer, shakes his\nhead, revolted. Natalie places the mug on the bar in front of", "Leonard hears a hocking sound and looks over to see the\nfilthy Drunk spitting a blob of sticky phlegm into a silver\ntankard which Natalie holds across the bar. Natalie smiles.", "Natalie stares at Leonard, thinking.\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t39.", "Natalie smiles unconvincingly, perturbed, and exits. Leonard\nsits down on the couch and writes \"Natalie\" on the white", "Leonard bends his head around to see if Natalie is awake. She\ncloses her eyes. Leonard gingerly slides from underneath her\nand moves silently out of the bedroom.", "LEONARD\n\t\tShut the fuck up!\n\nNatalie gets right in his face, grinning.", "Leonard spins around, BACKHANDING Natalie on the cheek.\n\nHe PUNCHES her in the mouth then pushes her to the floor. He\nstands over her, furious with himself as much as her.", "Leonard opens the door for her.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tWhat happened?\n\nNatalie, intensely AGITATED, FUMBLES with things in her\npurse.", "Leonard enters and sits at the bar a couple of places down\nfrom a filthy, toothless Drunk. Natalie (without bruises)", "NATALIE\n\t\tAbout your whore of a wife?\n\nLeonard slaps Natalie. She smiles, then speaks softly.", "LEONARD\n\t\tNatalie.\n\nLeonard slips into the seat opposite her. Natalie is pretty,\nbut has bruising around one eye, and a mark on her lip.", "NATALIE\n\t\tYeah?\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tYeah, I hated it.", "Leonard is getting frustrated.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tNeither do I.\n\n\t\t\t\tNATALIE\n\t\tDon't protect him.", "Leonard turns away, body tensed, ready to snap. Natalie\nreaches out to gently brush the hair above his ear with her\nfingers.", "Leonard shakes his head and looks down. He hears a snort and\nglances over again. The Drunk is pushing his finger against\none nostril, whilst blowing snot out the other into the\ntankard. Natalie smiles again.", "Leonard looks up at the doorway of the bar, then pulls the\t *\ncar around into the parking lot. Natalie is standing by a\t *", "Natalie stares at Leonard confused.\t\t\t\t\t *", "Leonard looks at Natalie.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tMy wife.\n\n\t\t\t\tNATALIE\n\t\tSweet.", "LEONARD\n\t\tCalm down.\n\nNatalie starts to HIT Leonard. He takes her arms." ], [ "Leonard HITS Jimmy around the head with the jack handle.\nJimmy goes down, but STRUGGLES as Leonard drags him deeper\ninto the dark hallway. Leonard bends over the groaning Jimmy,\nfrisking him, finding nothing.", "Leonard has his arms around Dodd's neck. Leonard SMASHES\nDodd's head sideways into the wall, HARD.", "Leonard writes another message beneath these two:\n\n\"KILL HIM\"", "Leonard is in the Jaguar. Dodd (without any bruises) is\nstanding by the window, aiming his gun at Leonard.", "Leonard has built a small FIRE. He reaches into the bag and\nremoves a small STUFFED TOY. He douses it with lighter fluid\nand places it on the fire. He watches the fur blacken and the\nplastic eyes melt.", "Teddy is down. Leonard DRAGS him back, deeper into the dark \nhouse. Leonard is in a frenzy. He dumps Teddy at the end of\nthe hall and stands over him. Teddy SPITS BLOOD.", "increases his efforts. Jimmy STOPS struggling. Leonard keeps\nhis hands around Jimmy's throat until he is confident that he\nis DEAD.", "Leonard takes a gun down from the top of the bedroom closet,\nthen quietly makes his way into the corridor.", "Leonard glances fearfully at the door, then looks at Teddy.\nHe THRUSTS the barrel of his gun into Teddy's mouth and WE", "Teddy turns and heads for the door. Leonard LEAPS on him,\npistol-whipping him furiously as he shouts:", "Leonard covers Dodd with the gun while Teddy pulls him out of\nthe closet. Dodd has trouble standing up straight.", "The point of light GOES OUT. Leonard KICKS the door in,\nSMASHING THE ROOM'S OCCUPANT BACK INTO THE ROOM.", "Dodd points his gun at Leonard through the window.\n\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t (CONTINUED)\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t59.", "Dodd lies still on the floor, bleeding, his hand still in his\ninside jacket pocket. Leonard stands above him, naked,\ndripping wet, catching his breath.\n\nThere is a KNOCK at the door.", "With his left hand, Leonard opens the door. He rolls out,\nSLAMMING the door in Dodd's face, and hitting the central\nlocking on his car keys.", "Leonard enters the dark room. He goes to the couch and picks\nup his shirt and his jacket. He notices the photograph which", "Leonard TAKES OFF across the asphalt. Dodd tries the doors,\nthen SHOOTS at Leonard, SHATTERING the driver's side window,\ntriggering the CAR ALARM.", "Leonard comes out of Room 304, grim-faced, carrying the\nshopping bag. He goes to his Jaguar and gets in.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "Leonard stuffs the Polaroids back into his pocket, reaches\naround to the back of his waistband and draws a HANDGUN,\nkeeping it out of Teddy's line of sight. Teddy enters, wary.", "Leonard grabs Jimmy' s body by the legs, DRAGGING him back\t *\ntowards the basement. He opens the door and BACKS down into\nthe DARKNESS, pulling Jimmy behind him." ], [ "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tYou can't stay with her. Let me give you\n\t\tthe name of a motel.\n\nTeddy starts looking for a piece of paper.", "Teddy is now wearing his big grin, rubbing his neck.\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t66.", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tWho the fuck is that?\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tYou don't know him?", "Teddy walks off. Leonard pulls his Polaroids out of his\npocket and finds the one of Teddy. He places it on the dash,", "Teddy SLUMPS into a chair. Leonard tries to smile. There is a\nfaint GRUNTING and BUMPING from inside the closet. Teddy\nnotices the noise and grins.", "LEONARD\n\t\tYour name's Teddy.", "TEDDY\n\t\tDid you? I musta forgot. I'm Teddy.\t\t\t *", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tYou haven't got a clue, have you? You\n\t\tdon't even know who you are?", "TEDDY\n\t\t (chuckles)\n\t\tYou tell everyone about Sammy. Everyone", "LEONARD\n\t\t (distraught)\n\t\tHey! Mister! I need help!\n\nTeddy looks up.", "TEDDY\n\t\t (grins)\n\t\tShe has no idea who I am.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tWhy are you following me?", "TEDDY\n\t\t (chuckles)\n\t\tMy mother calls me Teddy. I'm John Edward", "Teddy shrugs. Leonard motions Dodd into the driver's seat,\nthen slides into the passenger side. They pull out of the\nparking lot, Teddy following in his GREY SEDAN.", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tLeonard?\n\nLeonard cranks it down. Teddy looks at Leonard with something\nlike fatherly affection.", "Beat. Leonard looks at Teddy, questioning.", "TEDDY\n\t\tJust some guy. Does it even matter who? I\n\t\tstopped asking myself why a long time", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tHey, where are you going? You know what\t\t\t*\n\t\ttime it is?\t\t\t\t\t\t\t *", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tWe've got to get you out of here.\t\t\t\t *\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tWhy?", "pulls out his POLAROIDS, flicking through them until he finds\nthe one of Teddy. He flips it over and checks the back:", "LEONARD (V.O.)\n\t\tThis guy told me his name was Teddy.\n\nHe turns the photo over and examines the white stop on the\nback. It says only:" ], [ "LEONARD\n\t\tYou're using me!\n\nTeddy looks at him, offended.", "Teddy SLUMPS into a chair. Leonard tries to smile. There is a\nfaint GRUNTING and BUMPING from inside the closet. Teddy\nnotices the noise and grins.", "Leonard covers Dodd with the gun while Teddy pulls him out of\nthe closet. Dodd has trouble standing up straight.", "Leonard stuffs the Polaroids back into his pocket, reaches\naround to the back of his waistband and draws a HANDGUN,\nkeeping it out of Teddy's line of sight. Teddy enters, wary.", "Leonard looks coldly at Teddy's smiling image.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tI found you, you fuck.", "Leonard glances fearfully at the door, then looks at Teddy.\nHe THRUSTS the barrel of his gun into Teddy's mouth and WE", "TEDDY (cont'd)\t\t\t\t\t\t*\n\t\tJimmy's your guy, Leonard. I just figured\t\t *\n\t\twe'd make some money on the side.\t\t\t\t *", "Leonard checks the note, then hands it to Teddy.\n\n\t\t\t\tTEDDY\n\t\t (surprised at the note)\n\t\tWhat the hell you want to go there for?", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tLeonard?\n\nLeonard cranks it down. Teddy looks at Leonard with something\nlike fatherly affection.", "Leonard starts the engine. Through the rear-view mirror,\nLeonard stares at Teddy's retreating form. Thinking. Leonard\nPULLS OUT onto the road.", "LEONARD\n\t\tYour name's Teddy.", "Leonard picks the stack of Polaroids out of his outside\njacket pocket. He flips through them until he finds the one\nof Teddy, then picks up the phone and dials Teddy's number.\nThe phone is answered:", "Teddy considers this.\n\n\t\t\t\t TEDDY\n\t\tWe'll find him. Where are you staying?\n\nLeonard reaches into his pocket and takes out a Polaroid.", "LEONARD (V.O.)(cont'd)\n\t\tIn your case, Teddy... yes, I will.\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "Teddy walks off. Leonard pulls his Polaroids out of his\npocket and finds the one of Teddy. He places it on the dash,", "Leonard sticks it back in his pocket. He PEEKS through the\ncurtains. Teddy is sitting by the door, waiting. Leonard", "LEONARD\n\t\t (distraught)\n\t\tHey! Mister! I need help!\n\nTeddy looks up.", "Teddy is down. Leonard DRAGS him back, deeper into the dark \nhouse. Leonard is in a frenzy. He dumps Teddy at the end of\nthe hall and stands over him. Teddy SPITS BLOOD.", "Leonard exits the office, followed by Teddy, and looks\nthrough his Polaroids. He finds one of a PICKUP TRUCK, spots", "it in the lot, and walks over to it. He turns around and\npoints his camera at Teddy. Teddy grins wider. Leonard snaps\nthe picture." ], [ "TEDDY\n\t\t (chuckles)\n\t\tYou tell everyone about Sammy. Everyone", "TEDDY\n\t Sammy was a con man. A faker.\n\n\t\t\t LEONARD\n\t I never said he was faking! I never said\n\t that!", "LEONARD\n\t\tProve it.\n\n\t\t\t\tTEDDY\n\t\t (gasping)\n\t\tSammy. Remember Sammy. You told me about\n\t\tSammy.", "TEDDY\n\t\tSammy didn't have a wife.\n\nLeonard freezes, staring at Teddy.", "Teddy SLUMPS into a chair. Leonard tries to smile. There is a\nfaint GRUNTING and BUMPING from inside the closet. Teddy\nnotices the noise and grins.", "Leonard sticks it back in his pocket. He PEEKS through the\ncurtains. Teddy is sitting by the door, waiting. Leonard", "Leonard glances fearfully at the door, then looks at Teddy.\nHe THRUSTS the barrel of his gun into Teddy's mouth and WE", "LEONARD\n\t\t (smiles)\n\t\tI guess I've told you about my condition.\n\nTeddy grins and holds the door open for Leonard.", "Leonard neither replies nor turns around. Teddy, worried,\naffects a casual air, shrugging dismissively,\n\n\t\t\t\tTEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tFuck this.", "LEONARD (V.O.)(cont'd)\n\t\tIn your case, Teddy... yes, I will.\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "Teddy turns and heads for the door. Leonard LEAPS on him,\npistol-whipping him furiously as he shouts:", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tLeonard?\n\nLeonard cranks it down. Teddy looks at Leonard with something\nlike fatherly affection.", "LEONARD (cont'd)\t\t\t\t\t *\n\t\tSammy's brain didn't respond to\t\t\t\t *", "LEONARD\n\t\tThat's Sammy, not me! I told you about\n\t\tSammy -", "Beat. Leonard looks at Teddy, questioning.", "LEONARD (V.O.)\n\t\tThis guy told me his name was Teddy.\n\nHe turns the photo over and examines the white stop on the\nback. It says only:", "Leonard, startled, GRABS Teddy by the throat.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "Leonard stuffs the Polaroids back into his pocket, reaches\naround to the back of his waistband and draws a HANDGUN,\nkeeping it out of Teddy's line of sight. Teddy enters, wary.", "Leonard stares at Teddy, mystified. Teddy grins.\t\t\t *", "LEONARD (V.O.)\n\t\tShe told me about life with Sammy, how\n\t\tshe'd treated him. It had got to the" ], [ "Leonard glances fearfully at the door, then looks at Teddy.\nHe THRUSTS the barrel of his gun into Teddy's mouth and WE", "Leonard stuffs the Polaroids back into his pocket, reaches\naround to the back of his waistband and draws a HANDGUN,\nkeeping it out of Teddy's line of sight. Teddy enters, wary.", "Leonard covers Dodd with the gun while Teddy pulls him out of\nthe closet. Dodd has trouble standing up straight.", "Teddy turns and heads for the door. Leonard LEAPS on him,\npistol-whipping him furiously as he shouts:", "Teddy is down. Leonard DRAGS him back, deeper into the dark \nhouse. Leonard is in a frenzy. He dumps Teddy at the end of\nthe hall and stands over him. Teddy SPITS BLOOD.", "Leonard, startled, GRABS Teddy by the throat.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "Leonard sticks the photo of Teddy BETWEEN HIS TEETH as he\nholds his HANDGUN up and checks that it is loaded. He sticks\nthe GUN in the back of his waistband.", "Leonard sticks the gun in Teddy's face.\t\t\t\t\t*\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tI should kill you.\t\t\t\t\t\t\t *", "Leonard looks around, trying to think. Teddy KNOCKS harder.\nThe Man in the closet BUMPS and GROANS. Leonard reaches into\nhis pocket and pulls out some Polaroids.", "Leonard starts the engine. Through the rear-view mirror,\nLeonard stares at Teddy's retreating form. Thinking. Leonard\nPULLS OUT onto the road.", "Leonard sticks it back in his pocket. He PEEKS through the\ncurtains. Teddy is sitting by the door, waiting. Leonard", "Leonard looks coldly at Teddy's smiling image.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tI found you, you fuck.", "Teddy SLUMPS into a chair. Leonard tries to smile. There is a\nfaint GRUNTING and BUMPING from inside the closet. Teddy\nnotices the noise and grins.", "Leonard buttons his blue shirt, then writes on the back of\nTeddy's picture:\n\n\"KILL HIM\"", "Leonard writes another message beneath these two:\n\n\"KILL HIM\"", "Leonard CRACKS Teddy over the head with the FLOORBOARD.\t *", "Leonard pulls Teddy's EMPTY gun out of his pocket.", "Teddy considers this.\n\n\t\t\t\t TEDDY\n\t\tWe'll find him. Where are you staying?\n\nLeonard reaches into his pocket and takes out a Polaroid.", "Beat. Leonard looks at Teddy, questioning.", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tLeonard?\n\nLeonard cranks it down. Teddy looks at Leonard with something\nlike fatherly affection." ], [ "Leonard watches the people's movements carefully. We see\nclose-ups off fiddling hands, neck scratching, etc.", "Leonard is on the phone.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tWho the fuck is Dodd?", "Leonard is losing it.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tI want my fucking life back!", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tLet's take a look inside.", "LEONARD\n\t\t (friendly smile)\n\t\tSorry, I should have explained. You see,\n\t\tI have this condition -", "throat. Leonard, frightened, bends down to listen.", "Leonard shakes his head and looks down. He hears a snort and\nglances over again. The Drunk is pushing his finger against\none nostril, whilst blowing snot out the other into the\ntankard. Natalie smiles again.", "Leonard hears a CAR APPROACHING. He slips into the kitchen\nand looks out the dirty, broken front windows.", "Leonard has built a small FIRE. He reaches into the bag and\nremoves a small STUFFED TOY. He douses it with lighter fluid\nand places it on the fire. He watches the fur blacken and the\nplastic eyes melt.", "Leonard is breathing hard, looking around nervously. He\nstarts knocking BITS OF BROKEN WINDOW GLASS out of the\ndriver's side window with his elbow then pulling photos and\npieces of paper out of his pockets as he drives.", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tIt has lots of information, but with my\n\t\tcondition, it's tough. I can't really\n\t\tkeep it all in mind at once.", "Leonard thinks.\t\t\t\t\t\t\t *", "Leonard looks into the mirror.", "Leonard looks into the mirror.", "The Man looks at Leonard, wary, says nothing. Leonard tweaks\nhis broken nose. The Man groans.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tYour name.", "The Polaroid camera is lowered, revealing the sweaty, heavy-\nbreathing face of LEONARD (mid-30's). There are droplets of", "Leonard opens his eyes, frightened. He is lying on the bed in\nhis beige suit and blue shirt.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (V.0.)\n\t\tAwake.", "LEONARD\n\t\tIt was enough to suggest his condition\n\t\twas psychological not physical.\n\t\t\t\t(MORE)", "Leonard is WOKEN by the sound of a door SHUTTING FIRMLY. He\nturns his head to see a glow from under the bathroom door." ], [ "Leonard writes another message beneath these two:\n\n\"KILL HIM\"", "Leonard HITS Jimmy around the head with the jack handle.\nJimmy goes down, but STRUGGLES as Leonard drags him deeper\ninto the dark hallway. Leonard bends over the groaning Jimmy,\nfrisking him, finding nothing.", "Leonard has his arms around Dodd's neck. Leonard SMASHES\nDodd's head sideways into the wall, HARD.", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tWho the fuck is Dodd?", "Teddy turns and heads for the door. Leonard LEAPS on him,\npistol-whipping him furiously as he shouts:", "Jimmy's arms THRASH, his hands catching Leonard's face,\nSCRATCHING his cheek. Leonard tips his head back and", "The Man looks at Leonard, wary, says nothing. Leonard tweaks\nhis broken nose. The Man groans.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tYour name.", "Leonard crouches down and RIPS the tape from the Man's mouth.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tWhat's your name?", "Leonard can see his reflection in the mirror. He studies the\ntattoo across his chest:\n\n\"JOHN G. RAPED AND MURDERED MY WIFE\".", "Leonard is in the Jaguar. Dodd (without any bruises) is\nstanding by the window, aiming his gun at Leonard.", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tThere had to be a second man. I was\n\t\tstruck from behind, I remember. It's", "Leonard hangs up, thinking. He looks at the writing on the\nback of his hand, then pulls back his sleeve to reveal the words:\n\n\"THE FACTS:\"", "Leonard is on the phone.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "Leonard stands over him, looking down. The man is\nunconscious, blood on his face. Something is not right.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (V.O.)\n\t\tIs this the guy?", "LEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\t (under his breath)\n\t\tWhite... male. First name... John. Last", "Leonard looks around, trying to think. Teddy KNOCKS harder.\nThe Man in the closet BUMPS and GROANS. Leonard reaches into\nhis pocket and pulls out some Polaroids.", "LEONARD\n\t\t (under his breath)\n\t\tSneaky fuck. \"Bad Cop\". Had me going.", "Leonard opens his eyes, frightened. He is lying on the bed in\nhis beige suit and blue shirt.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (V.0.)\n\t\tAwake.", "LEONARD\n\t\tIt's Leonard... like I told you before.\n\nTeddy pretends to think hard.", "Leonard covers Dodd with the gun while Teddy pulls him out of\nthe closet. Dodd has trouble standing up straight." ], [ "Sammy's Wife starts shouting at Sammy. Sammy squirms.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (V.0.) (CONT'D)\n\t\t... he should just... snap out of it.", "LEONARD\n\t\tSammy let his wife kill herself! Sammy\n\t\tended up in an institution - !\t\t\t\t *", "Sammy's Wife THROWS her drink in Sammy's face, puts her head\nin her hands, SOBBING. Sammy wipes his face on his sleeve.\n\nBACK TO LEONARD IN MOTEL ROOM:", "LEONARD\n\t\tSammy's wife was crippled by the cost of\n\t\tsupporting him and fighting the\n\t\tcompany's decision - but it wasn't the\n\t\tmoney that got to her.", "Sammy looks up, worried. Mrs Jankis smiles at him. Sammy pushes *\nthe plunger, withdraws the needle and presses the swab against *", "LEONARD (V.O.)\n\t\tShe told me about life with Sammy, how\n\t\tshe'd treated him. It had got to the", "Mrs. Jankis comes into the room. Sammy is seated, watching\nT.V. He looks up at her with a smile. She smiles back, tense.", "He carefully prepares the injection and Mrs. Jankis offers\nhim her other arm. Sammy injects the insulin, then looks up\nat her and smiles.", "DISSOLVE TO:\n\nMrs. Jankis, unconscious in her chair. Sammy glances over from\nwatching T.V. commercials, wondering.", "LEONARD\n\t\tI was wrong! That's the whole point!\n\t\tSammy's wife came to me and -", "She seemed satisfied, she just said\n\t\t\"thanks\" and got up to leave. I found\n\t\tout later that she went home and gave\n\t\tSammy his final exam.", "Sammy injects the insulin, then withdraws the needle, smiles\nreassuringly at his wife and goes back into the kitchen.\n\nMrs. Jankis watches Sammy flipping through the channels,\nlooking for commercials.", "LEONARD\n\t\tHis wife has to do everything. Sammy can\n\t\tonly do simple stuff. He couldn't pick\n\t\tup any new skills at all, and that's how\n\t\tI got him.", "MRS. JANKIS\n\t\tSammy, it's time for my shot.", "LEONARD (V.O.) (cont'd)\n\t\t... or didn't want to live with the\n\t\tthings she'd put him through.\n\nSammy injects her in the stomach.", "LEONARD (V.O.)(cont'd)\n\t\tSammy couldn't understand or explain\n\t\twhat had happened.\n\nSammy strokes Mrs. Jankis' cheek, crying.", "Sammy watches T.V. Mrs. Jankis sets her watch back by fifteen\nminutes.\n\n\t\t\t\tMRS. JANKIS (cont'd)\n\t\tSammy, it's time for my shot.", "JIMMY\n\t\t (barely and audible rasp)\n\t\tSammy... remember Sammy...", "what happened to Sammy and his wife?!\t\t\t *\n\t\t (listens)\t\t\t\t\t\t\t *\n\t\t\t\t(MORE)", "Sammy wipes a spot on Mrs. Jankis' arm with a swab, then\ngently PINCHES the skin and confidently INSERTS the needle.\t*" ], [ "Teddy walks off. Leonard pulls his Polaroids out of his\npocket and finds the one of Teddy. He places it on the dash,", "Teddy is down. Leonard DRAGS him back, deeper into the dark \nhouse. Leonard is in a frenzy. He dumps Teddy at the end of\nthe hall and stands over him. Teddy SPITS BLOOD.", "Teddy turns and heads for the door. Leonard LEAPS on him,\npistol-whipping him furiously as he shouts:", "Leonard, startled, GRABS Teddy by the throat.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "Leonard glances fearfully at the door, then looks at Teddy.\nHe THRUSTS the barrel of his gun into Teddy's mouth and WE", "Teddy SLUMPS into a chair. Leonard tries to smile. There is a\nfaint GRUNTING and BUMPING from inside the closet. Teddy\nnotices the noise and grins.", "Teddy is now wearing his big grin, rubbing his neck.\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t66.", "Teddy shrugs. Leonard motions Dodd into the driver's seat,\nthen slides into the passenger side. They pull out of the\nparking lot, Teddy following in his GREY SEDAN.", "Leonard CRACKS Teddy over the head with the FLOORBOARD.\t *", "Leonard starts the engine. Through the rear-view mirror,\nLeonard stares at Teddy's retreating form. Thinking. Leonard\nPULLS OUT onto the road.", "Teddy exits the room, glances around, motions for Leonard and\nDodd to follow. Dodd is cleaned up and unbound, Leonard is\npressed up right behind him. The three of them descend to the\nparking lot.", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tWe've got to get you out of here.\t\t\t\t *\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tWhy?", "Leonard covers Dodd with the gun while Teddy pulls him out of\nthe closet. Dodd has trouble standing up straight.", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tYou can't stay with her. Let me give you\n\t\tthe name of a motel.\n\nTeddy starts looking for a piece of paper.", "floor. Leonard sticks the remnants into his jacket pocket. He\nlooks in the rear-view mirror at Teddy, who scrabbles around\nin the bushes.", "pulls out his POLAROIDS, flicking through them until he finds\nthe one of Teddy. He flips it over and checks the back:", "180 CONTINUED:\t\t\t\t\t\t\t 180\n\n\t\t\t\tTEDDY\n\t\tYou just killed the guy who owned it!\n\t\tSomebody'll recognize it!", "TEDDY (cont'd)\t\t\t\t\t\t*\n\t\tFUCK, Lenny! That fucking kills!\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tRemember me again, huh?", "ARE AT THE SHOT FROM THE END OF THE OPENING SEQUENCE. Teddy\npanics, shaking his head, trying to talk around the metal,", "Leonard neither replies nor turns around. Teddy, worried,\naffects a casual air, shrugging dismissively,\n\n\t\t\t\tTEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tFuck this." ], [ "Leonard moves to the dresser and starts methodically emptying\nhis pockets. He pulls a Polaroid out of his inside jacket\npocket.", "The Polaroid camera is lowered, revealing the sweaty, heavy-\nbreathing face of LEONARD (mid-30's). There are droplets of", "Leonard has his Polaroid photograph of Natalie out. He takes\na pen out of his jacket, rests the photo against the wall in\na patch of light and writes on the back, underneath the\nmessage which has been scribbled out:", "LEONARD\n\t\tSomething to remember you by.\n\nLeonard lowers the camera and takes out a pen, resting the\npicture against the truck, about to write on the white strip\nbeneath the developing picture.", "Leonard hangs up the phone and pulls on a pair of scruffy\njeans. He grabs his Polaroid camera and puts it over his\t *\nshoulder.", "Leonard enters the dark room. He goes to the couch and picks\nup his shirt and his jacket. He notices the photograph which", "Leonard picks the stack of Polaroids out of his outside\njacket pocket. He flips through them until he finds the one\nof Teddy, then picks up the phone and dials Teddy's number.\nThe phone is answered:", "Leonard enters the unoccupied room, flapping the Polaroid\nphoto. He sifts through his sports bag, pulls out a pen and\nwrites the motel's address on the picture.", "Leonard stuffs the Polaroids back into his pocket, reaches\naround to the back of his waistband and draws a HANDGUN,\nkeeping it out of Teddy's line of sight. Teddy enters, wary.", "Leonard drops the plastic bag and takes his jacket off. He\nfeels something in the pocket, sticks his hand in and pulls\t*\nout a charred Polaroid photograph.\t\t\t\t\t\t*", "Leonard raises his eyebrows, then smiles.\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\nMEMENTO Pink Revisions - 9/7/99", "Leonard stands in the dimly-lit, decaying former hallway. He\npulls a stack of POLAROID PHOTOGRAPHS out of his pocket and\nleafs through them as Teddy starts walking towards him.", "Leonard comes out of the office, gets a sports bag from the\nJaguar, then takes a Polaroid of the entrance and heads for\nRoom 304.", "it in the lot, and walks over to it. He turns around and\npoints his camera at Teddy. Teddy grins wider. Leonard snaps\nthe picture.", "Leonard checks the restaurant name against the note. He gets\nout his Polaroids, FLIPPING through them until he finds the\none of Natalie.", "Leonard hangs up, thinking. He looks at the writing on the\nback of his hand, then pulls back his sleeve to reveal the words:\n\n\"THE FACTS:\"", "LATER:\n\nLeonard watches commercials on TV. He notices the tattoo on\nhis hand (\"REMEMBER SAMMY JANKIS\"), then switches the TV off.\nHe starts to examine his Polaroids.", "Leonard gets Polaroids out of his pocket. The first one is of\nthe Discount Inn. He STICKS it onto an already-squashed lump *", "Leonard looks at the Polaroid of himself.", "Leonard BREATHES as he stands up. He nods to himself with\nsatisfaction. He looks around for his POLAROID CAMERA. He" ], [ "TEDDY\n\t\t (chuckles)\n\t\tMy mother calls me Teddy. I'm John Edward", "LEONARD\n\t\tYour name's Teddy.", "LEONARD (V.O.)\n\t\tThis guy told me his name was Teddy.\n\nHe turns the photo over and examines the white stop on the\nback. It says only:", "TEDDY\n\t\tDid you? I musta forgot. I'm Teddy.\t\t\t *", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tYou can't stay with her. Let me give you\n\t\tthe name of a motel.\n\nTeddy starts looking for a piece of paper.", "TEDDY\n\t\tJust Teddy. Don't write Gammell please.\n\nLeonard raises his eyebrows.", "pulls out his POLAROIDS, flicking through them until he finds\nthe one of Teddy. He flips it over and checks the back:", "TEDDY\n\t\tJust some guy. Does it even matter who? I\n\t\tstopped asking myself why a long time", "Teddy is now wearing his big grin, rubbing his neck.\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t \n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t66.", "Natalie studies Leonard.\n\n\t\t\t\tNATALIE\n\t\tA guy called Teddy.\n\nLeonard does not react to the name.", "LEONARD\n\t\tIt's Leonard... like I told you before.\n\nTeddy pretends to think hard.", "Teddy walks off. Leonard pulls his Polaroids out of his\npocket and finds the one of Teddy. He places it on the dash,", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tWho the fuck is that?\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tYou don't know him?", "Teddy SLUMPS into a chair. Leonard tries to smile. There is a\nfaint GRUNTING and BUMPING from inside the closet. Teddy\nnotices the noise and grins.", "TEDDY\n\t\t (chuckles)\n\t\tYou tell everyone about Sammy. Everyone", "TEDDY\n\t\tYou read it off your fucking photo. You\n\t\tdon't know me, you don't even know who \n\t\tyou are.", "Teddy shrugs. Leonard motions Dodd into the driver's seat,\nthen slides into the passenger side. They pull out of the\nparking lot, Teddy following in his GREY SEDAN.", "TEDDY\n\t\t (grins)\n\t\tShe has no idea who I am.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tWhy are you following me?", "Teddy reaches out to Leonard's lapel, and gently opens his\njacket to reveal the label.", "TEDDY\n\t You exposed him for what he was: a fraud.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)" ], [ "Leonard touches the tattoo on the back of his hand.", "Leonard can see his reflection in the mirror. He studies the\ntattoo across his chest:\n\n\"JOHN G. RAPED AND MURDERED MY WIFE\".", "Leonard lies on the bed, in jeans, topless. He reaches for the\nringing phone with his left arm. As his hand reaches the\nreceiver Leonard reads the tattoo on his arm which says:\t *", "Leonard pulls his shirt off. There is a BANDAGE on his LEFT\nARM. He looks do at the TATTOOS ALL OVER HIS CHEST, STOMACH\t*\nAND ARMS.", "Leonard (boxers, bandaged arm) TATTOOS HIMSELF as he talks on *\nthe phone. So far he has tattooed:\n\n\"FACT 5.\"", "Leonard puts the NEEDLE/PEN down, and wipes blood from his new,\nhomemade TATTOO, which says:\n\n\"FACT 5. DRUG DEALER\"", "Leonard looks at the INK-COVERED NEEDLE. Leonard consults the\nFILE CARD. It has a HANDWRITTEN MESSAGE:\n\n\"TATTOO: ACCESS TO DRUGS\"", "Leonard unbuckles his trousers and starts to pull them down.\nHe STOPS when he sees his thigh, looking up at the tattooist.", "The buzzing of the tattoo needle stops. Leonard looks down at\nhis thigh. It says:\n\n\"FACT 6. CAR LICENSE: SG13 7IU\"", "Leonard exits the curtained cubicle, buckling his belt. Teddy\nis waiting for him with a PLASTIC BAG. Leonard pays the\ntattooist. Teddy looks at her.", "ELABORATE. The messages run in all directions, some UPSIDE-\nDOWN, some BACKWARDS. Leonard examines his tattoos,\nmethodically. From Leonard's POV, the most striking is an", "Leonard takes out the REGISTRATION DOCUMENT and examines it.\nHolding the photo of Teddy and the registration document,\nLeonard checks off his TATTOOED FACTS:", "is his sports bag of notes and papers. The tattooist is\t *\ntattooing his thigh, Leonard is reading a file, fascinated.", "Leonard strokes the tattoo as he lets the phone ring. It\nstops. Leonard goes to the door, opens it and checks the\nnumber of the room: 21. He goes back to the phone, makes a\ncall.", "Leonard hangs up, thinking. He looks at the writing on the\nback of his hand, then pulls back his sleeve to reveal the words:\n\n\"THE FACTS:\"", "Leonard (beige suit) enters. A TATTOOIST is sitting with a\nmagazine, smoking.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tDidn't know this town had a parlor.", "Leonard drops the pen. Thinks. He looks at his chest through\nthe mirror and a backwards tattoo suddenly BECOMES CLEAR:\n\n\"JOHN G. RAPED AND MURDERED MY WIFE\"", "The arrow points to a sentence tattooed along Earl's inner arm. Earl\nreads the sentence once, maybe twice. Another arrow picks up at the", "Leonard looks down at the FRESH TATTOO on his thigh.\t\t *\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "She gets out of bed, wearing pajamas. Leonard swings his legs\nout of the bed and realizes that he is wearing trousers and\nsocks. He looks at his tattoos, as if he has never seen them\nbefore." ], [ "increases his efforts. Jimmy STOPS struggling. Leonard keeps\nhis hands around Jimmy's throat until he is confident that he\nis DEAD.", "Leonard HITS Jimmy around the head with the jack handle.\nJimmy goes down, but STRUGGLES as Leonard drags him deeper\ninto the dark hallway. Leonard bends over the groaning Jimmy,\nfrisking him, finding nothing.", "Leonard has his arms around Dodd's neck. Leonard SMASHES\nDodd's head sideways into the wall, HARD.", "Leonard, startled, GRABS Teddy by the throat.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "Teddy is down. Leonard DRAGS him back, deeper into the dark \nhouse. Leonard is in a frenzy. He dumps Teddy at the end of\nthe hall and stands over him. Teddy SPITS BLOOD.", "Leonard grabs Jimmy' s body by the legs, DRAGGING him back\t *\ntowards the basement. He opens the door and BACKS down into\nthe DARKNESS, pulling Jimmy behind him.", "Dodd lies still on the floor, bleeding, his hand still in his\ninside jacket pocket. Leonard stands above him, naked,\ndripping wet, catching his breath.\n\nThere is a KNOCK at the door.", "Leonard writes another message beneath these two:\n\n\"KILL HIM\"", "Leonard opens the revolver and empties the bullets onto the\npassenger seat. He flips through the photos until he finds\nthe one of the STRANGLED JIMMY.", "Leonard spins around, BACKHANDING Natalie on the cheek.\n\nHe PUNCHES her in the mouth then pushes her to the floor. He\nstands over her, furious with himself as much as her.", "CHOKING him. Jimmy tries to speak, but can only make GURGLING\nnoises. As Leonard watches Jimmy fight for air we:", "Teddy turns and heads for the door. Leonard LEAPS on him,\npistol-whipping him furiously as he shouts:", "Leonard enters the dark room. He goes to the couch and picks\nup his shirt and his jacket. He notices the photograph which", "Leonard is in the Jaguar. Dodd (without any bruises) is\nstanding by the window, aiming his gun at Leonard.", "Teddy exits the room, glances around, motions for Leonard and\nDodd to follow. Dodd is cleaned up and unbound, Leonard is\npressed up right behind him. The three of them descend to the\nparking lot.", "Leonard has built a small FIRE. He reaches into the bag and\nremoves a small STUFFED TOY. He douses it with lighter fluid\nand places it on the fire. He watches the fur blacken and the\nplastic eyes melt.", "Leonard comes out of Room 304, grim-faced, carrying the\nshopping bag. He goes to his Jaguar and gets in.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "Leonard covers Dodd with the gun while Teddy pulls him out of\nthe closet. Dodd has trouble standing up straight.", "With his left hand, Leonard opens the door. He rolls out,\nSLAMMING the door in Dodd's face, and hitting the central\nlocking on his car keys.", "Leonard looks around, trying to think. Teddy KNOCKS harder.\nThe Man in the closet BUMPS and GROANS. Leonard reaches into\nhis pocket and pulls out some Polaroids." ], [ "Natalie's eyes are open.", "NATALIE (cont'd)\n\t\tYou don't seem the type.", "NATALIE (cont'd)\n\t\tUh, take a seat.", "NATALIE (cont'd)\n\t\tWell, it seems like Jimmy knows you. He\n\t\ttold me about you. Said you were staying", "appears in front of him. Leonard looks up at Natalie without\nrecognition. She eyes him coldly, staring at his clothes.", "NATALIE (cont'd)\n\t\tFor a lot of money.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "FADE DOWN FROM WHITE TO:\n\n130 INT. NATALIE'S LIVING ROOM - DAY <<COLOUR SEQUENCE>>\t 130", "Natalie hands him a note. It says:\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t(CONTINUED)", "Natalie showed him on top of some papers on a desk in the\ncorner. He holds it in a shaft of light from the streetlamp\noutside, studying the photo of Natalie and Jimmy.", "He flips Natalie's picture over and considers her blurred\nimage. He looks up at her house, then picks up the BEER MAT,\nreading the address Teddy has given him.", "LEONARD\n\t\tNatalie.\n\nLeonard slips into the seat opposite her. Natalie is pretty,\nbut has bruising around one eye, and a mark on her lip.", "Leonard bends his head around to see if Natalie is awake. She\ncloses her eyes. Leonard gingerly slides from underneath her\nand moves silently out of the bedroom.", "NATALIE\n\t\tAbout your whore of a wife?\n\nLeonard slaps Natalie. She smiles, then speaks softly.", "NATALIE\n\t\tSomebody's come. Already.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "Natalie turns to him, ENRAGED.", "Natalie looks at him bitterly.\n\n\t\t\t\tNATALIE\n\t\tYou don't know, do you? You're blissfully\n\t\tignorant, aren't you?", "NATALIE (cont'd)\n\t\tPretty weird.\n\nShe is smiling at him in the mirror. Leonard smiles, shrugs.", "Leonard leans right over her to get a look at her face. It is\nNATALIE. The BRUISE on her eye and the MARK on her lip are\nworse than before.", "NATALIE\t\t\t\t\t\t\t *\n\t\t (smiles)\t\t\t\t\t\t\t *", "Natalie exits. Leonard watches her walk out to her car and\nget in. She just sits there." ], [ "LEONARD\n\t\tProve it.\n\n\t\t\t\tTEDDY\n\t\t (gasping)\n\t\tSammy. Remember Sammy. You told me about\n\t\tSammy.", "TEDDY\n\t Sammy was a con man. A faker.\n\n\t\t\t LEONARD\n\t I never said he was faking! I never said\n\t that!", "TEDDY\n\t\tSammy didn't have a wife.\n\nLeonard freezes, staring at Teddy.", "TEDDY\n\t\t (chuckles)\n\t\tYou tell everyone about Sammy. Everyone", "Teddy SLUMPS into a chair. Leonard tries to smile. There is a\nfaint GRUNTING and BUMPING from inside the closet. Teddy\nnotices the noise and grins.", "Leonard glances fearfully at the door, then looks at Teddy.\nHe THRUSTS the barrel of his gun into Teddy's mouth and WE", "Leonard stuffs the Polaroids back into his pocket, reaches\naround to the back of his waistband and draws a HANDGUN,\nkeeping it out of Teddy's line of sight. Teddy enters, wary.", "LEONARD (V.O.)\n\t\tThis guy told me his name was Teddy.\n\nHe turns the photo over and examines the white stop on the\nback. It says only:", "Teddy turns and heads for the door. Leonard LEAPS on him,\npistol-whipping him furiously as he shouts:", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tLeonard?\n\nLeonard cranks it down. Teddy looks at Leonard with something\nlike fatherly affection.", "Leonard looks coldly at Teddy's smiling image.\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD (cont'd)\n\t\tI found you, you fuck.", "LEONARD\n\t\t (smiles)\n\t\tI guess I've told you about my condition.\n\nTeddy grins and holds the door open for Leonard.", "Leonard sticks it back in his pocket. He PEEKS through the\ncurtains. Teddy is sitting by the door, waiting. Leonard", "Leonard covers Dodd with the gun while Teddy pulls him out of\nthe closet. Dodd has trouble standing up straight.", "TEDDY (cont'd)\n\t\tWho the fuck is that?\n\n\t\t\t\tLEONARD\n\t\tYou don't know him?", "Teddy reaches out to Leonard's lapel, and gently opens his\njacket to reveal the label.", "LEONARD\n\t\tHe knew about Sammy. Why would I tell him\n\t\tabout Sammy?\t\t\t\t\t\t\t *", "Leonard checks the note, then hands it to Teddy.\n\n\t\t\t\tTEDDY\n\t\t (surprised at the note)\n\t\tWhat the hell you want to go there for?", "Beat. Leonard looks at Teddy, questioning.", "LEONARD\n\t\tYour name's Teddy." ] ]

[ "What is Leonard Shelby's profession?", "How did Sammy Jankis' wife die?", "What is Natalie's profession?", "Why does Natalie resent Leonard when they meet?", "What is Teddy's full name?", "What is Teddy's profession?", "What is Leonard's tattoo of?", "How does Leonard kill Jimmy?", "What is the cause of Leonard's amnesia?", "What is Leonard diagnosed with after his attack?", "What happened during the attack at the beginning of the story?", "What does Leonard use to help him in his investigation to find the second attacker?", "Why did Sammy Jankis kill his wife?", "Why does the bartender Natalie dislike Leonard?", "Who does Leonard kill in an abandoned building?", "Who is Teddy?", "How has Teddy been using Leonard for his own personal benefit?", "What does Teddy tell Leonard about Sammy's story?", "How does Leonard plan on killing Teddy?", "What does Leornard suffer from?", "What does Leonard believe his attackers name is?", "How does Sammy's wife die?", "How does Teddy die?", "What type of camera does Leonard use to help with his memory?", "What is Teddy's real name?", "What does Leonard have tattoed on his body?", "Who does Leonard strangle in the abandoned building?", "What does Natalie work as?", "What does Teddy reveal to Leonard about Sammy?" ]

[ [ "He is an insurance investigator.", "insurance investigator" ], [ "An overdose of insulin injections.", "Overdose." ], [ "She is a bartender.", "A bartender" ], [ "Because Leonard is driving the car and wearing the clothes of her boyfriend. ", "Because he wears the clothes and drives the car of Jimmy, her boyfriend." ], [ "John Edward Gammell.", "John Edward Gammell" ], [ "He is an undercover officer.", "Undercover officer" ], [ "John G's license plate number.", "John G's license plate." ], [ "Leonard strangles Jimmy.", "Strangulation." ], [ "Leonard is clubbed by the second of two attackers who raped and killed his wife.", "attacked by two men" ], [ "Anterograde amnesia.", "Anterograde amnesia." ], [ "Leonard's wife was raped and murdered and one of the attackers escaped.", "Leonard gets amnesia" ], [ "Notes, Polaroids, and tattoos.", "He gets Teddy's license plate number tattooed on himself" ], [ "He suffers from the same condition as Leonard and did it accidentally. ", "He had amnesia and didn't remember giving her insulin already." ], [ "He drives her boyfriends car and wears his clothes.", "He has the same clothes and car as her boyfriend." ], [ "Natalie's boyfriend Jimmy.", "He kills Teddy." ], [ "An undercover officer who was trying to help find out name of the second attacker.", "An undercover police officer. " ], [ "He's been having Leonard kill different people for over a year.", "So Leonard would kill troublesome people." ], [ "That Leonard is actually Sammy.", "It's actually Leonard's story" ], [ "By tattooing his license plate number on his arm to convince himself that he is the second attacker.", "Shooting him" ], [ "Anterograde amnesia.", "Amnesia." ], [ "John or James", "John G." ], [ "She overdoses on insulin.", "She overdoses on insulin." ], [ "Leonard kills him.", "Leonard kills him" ], [ "Polaroid.", "Polaroid" ], [ "John Edward Gammell.", "John Edward Gammell" ], [ "Teddy's drives licence number.", "Teddy's license plate number." ], [ "Jimmy.", "Jimmy" ], [ "Bartender.", "A bartender" ], [ "That Leonard is Sammy and he repressed the memory to escape his guilt.", "Sammy is Leonard" ] ]

[ [ "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "COLUMBUS looks around, catches the disapproving face of\n\tthe MONK, crosses himself, then speaks:\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tWhere can I meet this man?", "FERNANDO stares west, then back at his FATHER. COLUMBUS\n\tlooks very feverish, his face bathed with sweat.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO\n\t\t\tFather...", "FERNANDO\n\t\t\t\t(quietly)\n\t\t\tFather?\n\n\tUnable to believe it, COLUMBUS slowly sits up.", "A stool passes from hands to hands. It is placed at the\n\tQueen and King's side. COLUMBUS sits on it -- a supreme\n\tprivilege.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tI have to explore the mainland.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO\n\t\t\tThis time with me!", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "FERNANDO\n\t\t\tYou promise?\n\t\t\t\t(Columbus nods his\n\t\t\t\thead)\n\t\t\tDo you swear on St. Christopher...?", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "MARCHENA\n\t\t\t\t(interrupting)\n\t\t\tEsdras is a Jew.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSo was Christ!", "foot of the tower. To the ecstatic cries of the crowd, a\n\tCross is hoisted up in its place... Astride horses,\n\tCOLUMBUS and the Treasurer SANTANGEL are watching the", "Some of the men laugh at this statement. ALONSO is ill at\n\tease. COLUMBUS pauses, looks around at all the MEN.", "COLUMBUS looks at him, and bursts out laughing. The other\n\tMONK looks round severely. COLUMBUS ducks behind a map,\n\tPINZON following him. PINZON lowers his voice.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tIgnorance! I believe the Indies are\n\t\t\tno more than 750 leagues west of the\n\t\t\tCanary Islands.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tNo. The Portuguese have already\n\t\t\tdiscovered black-skinned people. I,\n\t\t\ttoo, will find other populations --\n\t\t\tand bring them to the word of God.", "this occasion. COLUMBUS passes by, walking proudly down\n\tthe long central alley, beside KING FERDINAND and QUEEN", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tPinzon, the more I sail, the luckier\n\t\t\tI get.\n\n\tTurning abruptly, he enters his cabin.", "COLUMBUS, leaning over the prow rail, staring ahead, hears\n\tit carry over the darkness.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY" ], [ "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSix hundred and twenty nine.\n\n\tTHE SHIP'S BOY cups his hands to his mouth to shout.", "CRIES from the other ships, as the sails snap taut,\n\tfilling with wind. MEN rush to their posts. PINZON\n\tstares at COLUMBUS, shaking his head in disbelief.", "FIFTEEN HUNDRED MEN spread along the beach, looking\n\ttowards the jungle. COLUMBUS stands beside his BROTHERS,\n\tand MENDEZ, and UTAPAN.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDamn you!\n\n\tAs if in answer, another flash of lightning that\n\tilluminates the sky and the sea. COLUMBUS starts counting\n\tagain.", "COLUMBUS (V.O.)\n\t\t\tMarch 1493... Thirty nine of my men\n\t\t\tvolunteered to stay behind. God", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "PINZON, his OFFICERS beside him, looks across at the SANTA\n\tMARIA.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tSHIP'S BOY\n\t\t\tSix hundred and twenty nine!", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "SHIP'S BOY\n\t\t\tMark. Twenty nine, Sir!\n\n\tTHE HOUR-GLASS runs out. COLUMBUS converts the mark into\n\ta daily average for distance and speed.", "The first MEN come ashore. Musket fire. An exchange of\n\tarrows. COLUMBUS is now wading across. The MAN next to\n\thim is killed, and carried away by the current.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tCome over here.\n\n\tMENDEZ hesitates, then motions to COLUMBUS. The SAILORS\n\tare watching, and some approach to hear the conversation.", "MENDEZ nods... COLUMBUS grabs some rope. The ship rises\n\tinto the air again, crashes down, the deck disappearing\n\tbeneath them for a moment.", "Some of the men laugh at this statement. ALONSO is ill at\n\tease. COLUMBUS pauses, looks around at all the MEN.", "MAN\n\t\t\tAdmiral! The horses have arrived.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tI know. I saw them! Who did we\n\t\t\thire today?", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "They stare out with vacant eyes. SOLDIERS guard them. A\n\tship against the pier. BUYL at his side, COLUMBUS stares\n\tat the INDIANS.", "The ship keels over again, dropping down and down, seeming\n\tnever to rise... COLUMBUS lifts his head to the heavens,\n\tscreams out:", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow." ], [ "COLUMBUS (V.O.)\n\t\t\tMarch 1493... Thirty nine of my men\n\t\t\tvolunteered to stay behind. God", "Most of the men are now back on board.\n\n\tThey go silent as COLUMBUS appears. He walks slowly over\n\tto them. All, including ALONSO, are surly, threatening...", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow.", "As COLUMBUS and UTAPAN walk back, they find another\n\tSAILOR, then another, then the whole group gathered around\n\tPINZON. Ashen, he burns with fever. He attempts a smile.", "Some of the men laugh at this statement. ALONSO is ill at\n\tease. COLUMBUS pauses, looks around at all the MEN.", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "The first MEN come ashore. Musket fire. An exchange of\n\tarrows. COLUMBUS is now wading across. The MAN next to\n\thim is killed, and carried away by the current.", "COLUMBUS walks forward, towards the CHIEF (GUARIONEX) we\n\tmeet before.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tAsk the Chief what happened to my\n\t\t\tmen?", "FIFTEEN HUNDRED MEN spread along the beach, looking\n\ttowards the jungle. COLUMBUS stands beside his BROTHERS,\n\tand MENDEZ, and UTAPAN.", "as if they were burning. FERNANDO scrambles to his feet\n\tand rushes to him. COLUMBUS' eyes are already fixed\n\tsomewhere -- fever is eating him up.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tCome over here.\n\n\tMENDEZ hesitates, then motions to COLUMBUS. The SAILORS\n\tare watching, and some approach to hear the conversation.", "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "The sky is dark and threatening, the wind even stronger.\n\tWe find COLUMBUS where we left him, but now alone. He has\n\tsat here all night.\n\n\tShutters bang violently.", "PINZON\n\t\t\t\t(murmuring)\n\t\t\tYou lucky bastard...\n\n\tCOLUMBUS walks away to his cabin, then turning back to\n\tPINZON.", "The MEN stare at him, filled not only with new respect,\n\tbut with something amounting to awe.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS turns to them, tries to speak.", "FERNANDO, COLUMBUS and MENDEZ preceded by TWO ARMED\n\tSOLDIERS enter one of the huts. The remains of a meal is\n\tstill warm in bowls on the matted floor.", "They stare out with vacant eyes. SOLDIERS guard them. A\n\tship against the pier. BUYL at his side, COLUMBUS stares\n\tat the INDIANS.", "And the CHIEF gets up, awards COLUMBUS with a smile, and\n\twalks out of the hut, the ELDERS following, leaving\n\tCOLUMBUS alone.", "The half-burnt remains of the Mansion. COLUMBUS stands in\n\tthe square, looking up at it. Behind him, his SOLDIERS,\n\this BROTHERS and about thirty captured INDIANS." ], [ "They push through an extraordinary scene. The city of\n\tGranada has just been reclaimed from the moors after", "several years of siege. All around them, SPANISH SOLDIERS\n\tare herding, bedraggled columns of the defeated MOORS,", "THE SPANIARDS back out of the village, crossbows pointed\n\tat the invisible enemy hidden in the jungle.\n\n\tThey are running through the dense forest for the river\n\tbank.", "They begin to hear the sound of a flute -- a melancholy\n\tsound. COLUMBUS looks out over the jungle, and kills a\n\tmosquito by slapping his arm.", "MENDEZ is in the second. PINZON the third. They stare\n\tentranced at the lushness of the foliage, and the blue\n\tclarity of the water...", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tWhat do you see?\n\n\t\t\t\t\tSANCHEZ\n\t\t\tRoofs... towers, palaces...\n\t\t\tspires...", "INDIANS AND SPANIARDS are traveling together in the\n\tcanoes. UTAPAN leads the expedition in COLUMBUS' craft.", "The smoke from fires. Laughter. Music playing. The\n\tINDIANS have prepared food for the SPANIARDS, who are\n\tdrinking and enjoying themselves in this strange world.", "spices and the gold that Spain was\n\t\t\thoping for. But this land\n\t\t\tintoxicates the senses like the", "This sound triggers the SPANIARDS' response. They start\n\tshooting at random. UTAPAN is horrified. COLUMBUS stands\n\tup shouting.", "MARCHENA\n\t\t\tThat's what it says.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tHow did you manage it?", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow.", "A gap in the dense vegetation. Something is glittering.\n\tGold. A mass of gold. As they approach, COLUMBUS\n\tdiscovers --", "Watched from the shore by the INDIANS and by about forty\n\tof the SPANIARDS, who are staying behind, the boats pull\n\tout towards the two remaining ships.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tTell him his country is very\n\t\t\tbeautiful. Tell him we are leaving\n\t\t\tmen here -- to build a fort.\n\n\tUTAPAN translates.", "FERNANDO, COLUMBUS and MENDEZ preceded by TWO ARMED\n\tSOLDIERS enter one of the huts. The remains of a meal is\n\tstill warm in bowls on the matted floor.", "their guests. The SPANIARDS cough and choke at first...\n\tand laugh. In return, they offer the INDIANS wine...", "Led by UTAPAN, the SPANIARDS hack their way through thick\n\tjungle. It's hard work. The MEN sweat. This is", "SANCHEZ laughs and raises his glass.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tSANCHEZ\n\t\t\tTo your second expedition.", "They stare out with vacant eyes. SOLDIERS guard them. A\n\tship against the pier. BUYL at his side, COLUMBUS stares\n\tat the INDIANS." ], [ "foot of the tower. To the ecstatic cries of the crowd, a\n\tCross is hoisted up in its place... Astride horses,\n\tCOLUMBUS and the Treasurer SANTANGEL are watching the", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "A gap in the dense vegetation. Something is glittering.\n\tGold. A mass of gold. As they approach, COLUMBUS\n\tdiscovers --", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow.", "A wide, high shot of the new \"City\", dominated by a huge\n\twooden cross -- no more than a muddy main street bordered", "They stare out with vacant eyes. SOLDIERS guard them. A\n\tship against the pier. BUYL at his side, COLUMBUS stares\n\tat the INDIANS.", "They begin to hear the sound of a flute -- a melancholy\n\tsound. COLUMBUS looks out over the jungle, and kills a\n\tmosquito by slapping his arm.", "then we see that it is a large wooden cross... The INDIAN\n\tVILLAGERS watch the ceremony with some interest and\n\tamusement.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tNew worlds create new people.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tMARCHENA\n\t\t\tOh? So you are a new man?", "The smoke from fires. Laughter. Music playing. The\n\tINDIANS have prepared food for the SPANIARDS, who are\n\tdrinking and enjoying themselves in this strange world.", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "Along the cloister, maps are drying, hanging like laundry\n\tin the light breeze. COLUMBUS pins up a new addition.\n\tAnother MONK works nearby, in silence.", "FERNANDO pulls the chain with the St. Christopher medal\n\tfrom under COLUMBUS' shirt.", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "In return, GUARIONEX hands COLUMBUS a parcel made of\n\tleaves. COLUMBUS unwraps them. Inside: a GOLD grimacing", "He looks up -- and sees a few yards from him: the naked\n\tFIGURE OF AN INDIAN, his face and body painted, staring at\n\thim. COLUMBUS realizes who it is...", "MARCHENA\n\t\t\t\t(interrupting)\n\t\t\tEsdras is a Jew.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSo was Christ!", "Huge CROWDS have thronged the massive old square outside\n\tthe cathedral. Holding the mule by its reins, COLUMBUS" ], [ "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "MENDEZ looks up to COLUMBUS, in panic.\n\n\tON BOARD PINZON'S SHIP, an OFFICER cups his hands to his\n\tmouth.", "MENDEZ nods... COLUMBUS grabs some rope. The ship rises\n\tinto the air again, crashes down, the deck disappearing\n\tbeneath them for a moment.", "With MENDEZ'S help, COLUMBUS is tied to the mast: one\n\trope under his arms, the other around his waist. MENDEZ\n\thands him a horn.", "MARCHENA\n\t\t\t\t(interrupting)\n\t\t\tEsdras is a Jew.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSo was Christ!", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tCome over here.\n\n\tMENDEZ hesitates, then motions to COLUMBUS. The SAILORS\n\tare watching, and some approach to hear the conversation.", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "COLUMBUS, leaning over the prow rail, staring ahead, hears\n\tit carry over the darkness.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY", "EXT. SANTA MARIA - DAY\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tGranted.\n\n\n\tINT. COLUMBUS' CABIN - DAY", "MARCHENA\n\t\t\tThat's what it says.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tHow did you manage it?", "MENDEZ\n\t\t\tShall I take my turn?\n\n\tCOLUMBUS shakes his head no, and starts drinking from the\n\tbowl.", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "He opens one of them, glances at it.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO\n\t\t\tThis one is from Mendez!\n\n\tCOLUMBUS' eyes brighten with joy.", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "The MEN start to scramble below decks.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Mendez)\n\t\t\tStay with me!", "The MEN stare at him, filled not only with new respect,\n\tbut with something amounting to awe.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS turns to them, tries to speak.", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow.", "COLUMBUS is seated, isolated at the prow, wrapped in his\n\tcape, struggling against the sleep. MENDEZ approaches him\n\twith a bowl of soup.", "INT. SHIP - COLUMBUS' CABIN - NIGHT", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDamn you!\n\n\tAs if in answer, another flash of lightning that\n\tilluminates the sky and the sea. COLUMBUS starts counting\n\tagain." ], [ "The half-burnt remains of the Mansion. COLUMBUS stands in\n\tthe square, looking up at it. Behind him, his SOLDIERS,\n\this BROTHERS and about thirty captured INDIANS.", "as if they were burning. FERNANDO scrambles to his feet\n\tand rushes to him. COLUMBUS' eyes are already fixed\n\tsomewhere -- fever is eating him up.", "The sky is dark and threatening, the wind even stronger.\n\tWe find COLUMBUS where we left him, but now alone. He has\n\tsat here all night.\n\n\tShutters bang violently.", "MARCHENA tries to stop him. In his fury, COLUMBUS\n\taccidentally knocks the poor old MAN to the ground. His\n\tcries bring three MONKS rushing into the room.", "COLUMBUS seizes more books from the shelves, just sweeping\n\tthem to the floor.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tAll of them! Just lies!", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDamn you!\n\n\tAs if in answer, another flash of lightning that\n\tilluminates the sky and the sea. COLUMBUS starts counting\n\tagain.", "All is dark. We can just make out COLUMBUS' face as he\n\tlies on the hard bed. He is sweating heavily; his beard\n\tis filthy and matted, like his hair. He looks feverish.", "COLUMBUS turns abruptly and walks away, vanishing down the\n\techoing corridor.\n\n\n\tEXT. COLUMBUS' MANOR HOUSE - DAY", "Rain is falling into the room over documents spread on a\n\ttable. COLUMBUS stands up and moves to the table. Some\n\tof the walls have been blackened with smoke and flames. A\n\tlizard scuttles into the shadows.", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "MOXICA bursts out of the undergrowth. He is at the edge\n\tof emptiness, swept by a violent offshore wind. He turns\n\tfrantically, to see COLUMBUS coming up behind him.", "COLUMBUS slowly lifts his hand into the air: a clear\n\tsignal not to fire. Then, removing his sword, he drops it", "COLUMBUS, feverish, lies on the bunk. He shivers\n\tviolently. FERNANDO anxiously watches over him, bathes\n\this eyes.\n\n\tSuddenly THE TRANSLATOR enters.", "As COLUMBUS continues to rage and scatter books\n\teverywhere, they try to stop him, struggling with this\n\tbig, powerful man -- to almost comical effect. Finally, a", "COLUMBUS is lying on his couch. FERNANDO is bathing his\n\teyes, sweeping off the pus that continuously forms in\n\tthem. COLUMBUS is drenched in sweat.", "COLUMBUS jumps on the man, and plants a knife in his\n\tabdomen. Blinded in sweat, he stabs the CANNIBAL, who", "ALONSO pulling at his oars stares at COLUMBUS' distant\n\tfigure with hate and resentment.\n\n\tALONSO suddenly ships his oars, throwing the whole boat\n\tinto disarray. Chaos.", "Close by, on horseback, MOXICA watches the scene.\n\tCOLUMBUS, plastered with wet mud, clambers out of the pit\n\tand approaches him.", "COLUMBUS walks slowly through the great rooms. There is\n\tnothing left: no furniture, rugs, pictures... nothing.", "COLUMBUS dismounts in the courtyard. Everything seems\n\tdeserted. There's no one about, no sign of life...\n\n\n\tINT. MANOR HOUSE - DAY" ], [ "BOBADILLA\n\t\t\tMy letters of appointment.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tAppointment to what?", "A murmur of protest spreads among the members of the\n\tCommission. But Columbus is determined to press his\n\ttheories.", "A stool passes from hands to hands. It is placed at the\n\tQueen and King's side. COLUMBUS sits on it -- a supreme\n\tprivilege.", "affairs of the island. He appointed\n\t\t\this brothers to important positions,\n\t\t\tat once injuring the pride and", "A tribunal. Sitting behind a table with his brothers, and\n\tflanked by his council, COLUMBUS presides. MOXICA stands\n\tbefore them.", "Some of the men laugh at this statement. ALONSO is ill at\n\tease. COLUMBUS pauses, looks around at all the MEN.", "The ADMINISTRATOR looks up. He is reading the contract\n\tthat COLUMBUS has proposed. SANCHEZ, his mouth full,\n\tgestures for him to continue.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tAnd were you never ambitious,\n\t\t\tExcellency? Or is ambition only a\n\t\t\tvirtue among the nobles, a fault for\n\t\t\tthe rest of us?", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tCome over here.\n\n\tMENDEZ hesitates, then motions to COLUMBUS. The SAILORS\n\tare watching, and some approach to hear the conversation.", "FERNANDO looks up at them above his letters, amused and\n\tslightly embarrassed. COLUMBUS looks at him with a fake\n\tair of reproach.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tIgnorance! I believe the Indies are\n\t\t\tno more than 750 leagues west of the\n\t\t\tCanary Islands.", "ALONSO pulling at his oars stares at COLUMBUS' distant\n\tfigure with hate and resentment.\n\n\tALONSO suddenly ships his oars, throwing the whole boat\n\tinto disarray. Chaos.", "SANCHEZ\n\t\t\tFrom the beginning, Columbus proved\n\t\t\thimself incapable of managing the", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tI came to Your Highness with honest\n\t\t\tpurpose and sincere zeal. I did not", "SANCHEZ, in another direction, along a corridor, towards\n\this office. As he reaches a corner with a wide window, a\n\thand seizes him. COLUMBUS.", "It is raining hard. COLUMBUS is floundering in the mud,\n\tsupervising a mixed work-force of SPANISH and INDIANS.\n\tThey are attempting to raise the huge wheel of a\n\twatermill.", "DIEGO and FERNANDO look at one another, then back at\n\tCOLUMBUS, incredulously, seeing his filthy clothes, his\n\teyes rimmed with dried mucus." ], [ "FERNANDO is sitting in front of his FATHER, examining\n\tdocuments and letters. COLUMBUS has wrapped a shawl\n\taround his legs. He looks even older now, with his mass\n\tof pure white hair.", "FERNANDO looks up at them above his letters, amused and\n\tslightly embarrassed. COLUMBUS looks at him with a fake\n\tair of reproach.", "five, is thin and fit. There is obvious tension in the\n\troom. These are BARTOLOME and GIACOMO COLON, COLUMBUS'", "INT. SHIP - COLUMBUS' CABIN - NIGHT", "The presence of someone wakes him. After a moment, he\n\trecognizes COLUMBUS and smiles. Both MEN are very moved.", "Sitting at his desk, COLUMBUS is looking at the map.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO (O.S.)\n\t\t\tYou can't go there!", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "COLUMBUS is lying on his couch. FERNANDO is bathing his\n\teyes, sweeping off the pus that continuously forms in\n\tthem. COLUMBUS is drenched in sweat.", "FERNANDO\n\t\t\t\t(quietly)\n\t\t\tFather?\n\n\tUnable to believe it, COLUMBUS slowly sits up.", "DIEGO and FERNANDO look at one another, then back at\n\tCOLUMBUS, incredulously, seeing his filthy clothes, his\n\teyes rimmed with dried mucus.", "The DUENA, sitting beside ISABEL, quietly continues to\n\tread COLUMBUS' letter aloud.", "as if they were burning. FERNANDO scrambles to his feet\n\tand rushes to him. COLUMBUS' eyes are already fixed\n\tsomewhere -- fever is eating him up.", "He opens one of them, glances at it.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO\n\t\t\tThis one is from Mendez!\n\n\tCOLUMBUS' eyes brighten with joy.", "INT. ALHAMBRA PALACE - A RECEPTION ROOM - DAY\n\n\tClose up on COLUMBUS.", "ALONSO glances towards the SHIP'S BOY, with his hair lip.\n\tThe BOY lowers his eyes. COLUMBUS moves towards him,\n\tpulls him forward, stands him in front of ALONSO.", "COLUMBUS looks at him, and bursts out laughing. The other\n\tMONK looks round severely. COLUMBUS ducks behind a map,\n\tPINZON following him. PINZON lowers his voice.", "Close by, on horseback, MOXICA watches the scene.\n\tCOLUMBUS, plastered with wet mud, clambers out of the pit\n\tand approaches him.", "Sitting near the SHIP'S BOY, COLUMBUS is making entries in\n\ta log-book, watching the hourglass.", "FERNANDO is waiting.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:\n\n\tCOLUMBUS' eyes.", "FERNANDO pulls the chain with the St. Christopher medal\n\tfrom under COLUMBUS' shirt." ], [ "COLUMBUS calls out to his son:\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tFernando!", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDiego.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS walks over to him, squats down so their eyes\n\tmeet. He looks at his SON for a moment.", "COLUMBUS AND HIS SON are following a windthrashed path at\n\tthe top of the hill. COLUMBUS hums a song, and FERNANDO\n\tlooks up at him in adoration.", "FERNANDO is sitting in front of his FATHER, examining\n\tdocuments and letters. COLUMBUS has wrapped a shawl\n\taround his legs. He looks even older now, with his mass\n\tof pure white hair.", "FERNANDO\n\t\t\t\t(quietly)\n\t\t\tFather?\n\n\tUnable to believe it, COLUMBUS slowly sits up.", "COLUMBUS walks beside BEATRIX.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(looking at his son)\n\t\t\tHe's growing up!", "five, is thin and fit. There is obvious tension in the\n\troom. These are BARTOLOME and GIACOMO COLON, COLUMBUS'", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "FERNANDO stares west, then back at his FATHER. COLUMBUS\n\tlooks very feverish, his face bathed with sweat.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO\n\t\t\tFather...", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "FERNANDO looks up at them above his letters, amused and\n\tslightly embarrassed. COLUMBUS looks at him with a fake\n\tair of reproach.", "ALONSO glances towards the SHIP'S BOY, with his hair lip.\n\tThe BOY lowers his eyes. COLUMBUS moves towards him,\n\tpulls him forward, stands him in front of ALONSO.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tThis boy has the voice of an angel.\n\t\t\tWhat comes out of his mouth is\n\t\t\tblessed, Alonso. What comes out of\n\t\t\tyour is evil.", "DIEGO and FERNANDO look at one another, then back at\n\tCOLUMBUS, incredulously, seeing his filthy clothes, his\n\teyes rimmed with dried mucus.", "COLUMBUS sits on the balcony with his BROTHERS. They are\n\tsilent. After a few moments, COLUMBUS begins to speak\n\tquietly, almost as if he were speaking to himself.", "COLUMBUS looks around in dismay. A YOUNG NOBLEMAN,\n\tHERNANDO DE GUEVARA, takes out his sword.", "ISABEL\n\t\t\tHow old are you, Senor Colon?\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tThirty seven, Your Majesty... And\n\t\t\tyou?", "In an already Spanish-colonel dining room, COLUMBUS is\n\thaving dinner with his brothers, BARTOLOME and GIACOMO,", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDamn you!\n\n\tAs if in answer, another flash of lightning that\n\tilluminates the sky and the sea. COLUMBUS starts counting\n\tagain.", "COLUMBUS smiles and nods -- all this seems to be of very\n\tlittle importance to him now.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tBut how is he? And Dona Maria?" ], [ "ISABEL\n\t\t\tBut without your brothers. Nor are\n\t\t\tyou to return to Santo Domingo or\n\t\t\tany of the other colonies. You may\n\t\t\texplore the continent.", "The door opens at the far end of the large gilded room.\n\tA WOMEN, magnificent in somber taffeta, enters. QUEEN\n\tISABEL OF SPAIN moves towards him.", "ISABEL\n\t\t\tHow old are you, Senor Colon?\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tThirty seven, Your Majesty... And\n\t\t\tyou?", "As COLUMBUS goes out, ISABEL appears through a secret\n\tdoor. SANCHEZ bows.\n\n\tISABEL goes over to the window and looks out.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tNo. The Portuguese have already\n\t\t\tdiscovered black-skinned people. I,\n\t\t\ttoo, will find other populations --\n\t\t\tand bring them to the word of God.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "The DUENA, sitting beside ISABEL, quietly continues to\n\tread COLUMBUS' letter aloud.", "A stool passes from hands to hands. It is placed at the\n\tQueen and King's side. COLUMBUS sits on it -- a supreme\n\tprivilege.", "FERNANDO stares west, then back at his FATHER. COLUMBUS\n\tlooks very feverish, his face bathed with sweat.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO\n\t\t\tFather...", "A gap in the dense vegetation. Something is glittering.\n\tGold. A mass of gold. As they approach, COLUMBUS\n\tdiscovers --", "ISABEL\n\t\t\tI cannot ignore the verdict of my\n\t\t\tcouncil.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSurely you can do anything you want.", "mask. The first real piece of gold. COLUMBUS is unable\n\tto conceal his excitement at this first real evidence of\n\tthe metal.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tIgnorance! I believe the Indies are\n\t\t\tno more than 750 leagues west of the\n\t\t\tCanary Islands.", "MARCHENA\n\t\t\t\t(interrupting)\n\t\t\tEsdras is a Jew.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSo was Christ!", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tThese are gifts for Your Majesty.", "ISABEL\n\t\t\tWe have decided to allow you to\n\t\t\tundertake another voyage to the new\n\t\t\tworld...", "this occasion. COLUMBUS passes by, walking proudly down\n\tthe long central alley, beside KING FERDINAND and QUEEN", "FERNANDO\n\t\t\tYou promise?\n\t\t\t\t(Columbus nods his\n\t\t\t\thead)\n\t\t\tDo you swear on St. Christopher...?", "AROJAZ\n\t\t\tYour life, and that of others!\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tIf they agree to follow me, yes.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tI have to explore the mainland.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO\n\t\t\tThis time with me!" ], [ "COLUMBUS (V.O.)\n\t\t\tMarch 1493... Thirty nine of my men\n\t\t\tvolunteered to stay behind. God", "centuries by the finest geographers.\n\t\t\tYour voyage, Don Colon, would take a\n\t\t\tyear!", "MARCHENA\n\t\t\tHow long?\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tI am not sure... It could be twice\n\t\t\tthe distance.", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tYes, your Eminence. The voyage\n\t\t\tshould not take more than six or\n\t\t\tseven weeks.", "COLUMBUS (V.O.)\n\t\t\tOctober 21st, 1492. I think we have", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDamn you!\n\n\tAs if in answer, another flash of lightning that\n\tilluminates the sky and the sea. COLUMBUS starts counting\n\tagain.", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "SHIP'S BOY\n\t\t\tMark. Twenty nine, Sir!\n\n\tTHE HOUR-GLASS runs out. COLUMBUS converts the mark into\n\ta daily average for distance and speed.", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(calmly)\n\t\t\tSix days ago, yes.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tPINZON\n\t\t\tYou must be mad...!", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "The ship keels over again, dropping down and down, seeming\n\tnever to rise... COLUMBUS lifts his head to the heavens,\n\tscreams out:", "The MEN stare at him, filled not only with new respect,\n\tbut with something amounting to awe.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS turns to them, tries to speak.", "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tBy sea, sailing around the African\n\t\t\tContinent -- the journey takes a\n\t\t\tyear...\n\n\tHis finger traces the journey, from west to east.", "Some of the men laugh at this statement. ALONSO is ill at\n\tease. COLUMBUS pauses, looks around at all the MEN.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tCome over here.\n\n\tMENDEZ hesitates, then motions to COLUMBUS. The SAILORS\n\tare watching, and some approach to hear the conversation.", "PINZON\n\t\t\tYou tell that to them!\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tYou're right. Let the men decide.", "An opaque dawn. COLUMBUS, riveted, staring forward as if\n\tto pierce the mist. The entire crew are clinging to the\n\trail, and standing on the shrouds." ], [ "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "COLUMBUS, leaning over the prow rail, staring ahead, hears\n\tit carry over the darkness.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "INT. SHIP - COLUMBUS' CABIN - NIGHT", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow.", "The ship keels over again, dropping down and down, seeming\n\tnever to rise... COLUMBUS lifts his head to the heavens,\n\tscreams out:", "CRIES from the other ships, as the sails snap taut,\n\tfilling with wind. MEN rush to their posts. PINZON\n\tstares at COLUMBUS, shaking his head in disbelief.", "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDamn you!\n\n\tAs if in answer, another flash of lightning that\n\tilluminates the sky and the sea. COLUMBUS starts counting\n\tagain.", "Three row boats plunging through the surf towards the\n\tbeach. COLUMBUS stands in the prow of the first boat.", "COLUMBUS moves to the door. As an afterthought, he takes\n\this scarlet-embroidered jacket from a hook.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tPinzon, the more I sail, the luckier\n\t\t\tI get.\n\n\tTurning abruptly, he enters his cabin.", "They stare out with vacant eyes. SOLDIERS guard them. A\n\tship against the pier. BUYL at his side, COLUMBUS stares\n\tat the INDIANS.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tCome over here.\n\n\tMENDEZ hesitates, then motions to COLUMBUS. The SAILORS\n\tare watching, and some approach to hear the conversation.", "They begin to hear the sound of a flute -- a melancholy\n\tsound. COLUMBUS looks out over the jungle, and kills a\n\tmosquito by slapping his arm.", "MENDEZ looks up to COLUMBUS, in panic.\n\n\tON BOARD PINZON'S SHIP, an OFFICER cups his hands to his\n\tmouth.", "EXT. SANTA MARIA - DAY\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tGranted.\n\n\n\tINT. COLUMBUS' CABIN - DAY", "COLUMBUS is seated, isolated at the prow, wrapped in his\n\tcape, struggling against the sleep. MENDEZ approaches him\n\twith a bowl of soup." ], [ "They begin to hear the sound of a flute -- a melancholy\n\tsound. COLUMBUS looks out over the jungle, and kills a\n\tmosquito by slapping his arm.", "In the luminous moonlight, COLUMBUS is standing, staring\n\tup at thousands of insects that wheel around the mast", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "COLUMBUS' head nods lower and lower to his chest. He is\n\tasleep. We become aware of a sharp buzzing sound. It\n\tbecomes louder as we move closer to COLUMBUS' face.", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "A mosquito lands on his temple. COLUMBUS reflexively\n\tslaps it. He wakes up, and looks at his fingers -- a spot", "SAILORS and FERNANDO rush to the side of the ship, peering\n\tthrough the spray. FERNANDO wipes his eyes, and then he\n\tsees it: there in the distance, a speck of land.", "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "COLUMBUS, leaning over the prow rail, staring ahead, hears\n\tit carry over the darkness.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY", "A gap in the dense vegetation. Something is glittering.\n\tGold. A mass of gold. As they approach, COLUMBUS\n\tdiscovers --", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "The ship keels over again, dropping down and down, seeming\n\tnever to rise... COLUMBUS lifts his head to the heavens,\n\tscreams out:", "as if they were burning. FERNANDO scrambles to his feet\n\tand rushes to him. COLUMBUS' eyes are already fixed\n\tsomewhere -- fever is eating him up.", "COLUMBUS is stretched out on his bed, in his devastated\n\tbedroom. A column of ants is threading its way across the\n\tfloor, each ant carrying a piece of leaf. Rain falls over\n\ta table covered with documents.", "mask. The first real piece of gold. COLUMBUS is unable\n\tto conceal his excitement at this first real evidence of\n\tthe metal.", "A GIANT BLACK BUTTERFLY alights gently on his bloody\n\tfingers, COLUMBUS staring fascinated at its palpitating", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow.", "leaves from a pouch. He chews the leaves himself for a\n\tmoment, until they form a sticky pulp, then opens\n\tCOLUMBUS' mouth and puts the pulp inside, encouraging", "MOXICA bursts out of the undergrowth. He is at the edge\n\tof emptiness, swept by a violent offshore wind. He turns\n\tfrantically, to see COLUMBUS coming up behind him." ], [ "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "CRIES from the other ships, as the sails snap taut,\n\tfilling with wind. MEN rush to their posts. PINZON\n\tstares at COLUMBUS, shaking his head in disbelief.", "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDamn you!\n\n\tAs if in answer, another flash of lightning that\n\tilluminates the sky and the sea. COLUMBUS starts counting\n\tagain.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSix hundred and twenty nine.\n\n\tTHE SHIP'S BOY cups his hands to his mouth to shout.", "The ship keels over again, dropping down and down, seeming\n\tnever to rise... COLUMBUS lifts his head to the heavens,\n\tscreams out:", "SHIP'S BOY\n\t\t\tMark. Twenty nine, Sir!\n\n\tTHE HOUR-GLASS runs out. COLUMBUS converts the mark into\n\ta daily average for distance and speed.", "They stare out with vacant eyes. SOLDIERS guard them. A\n\tship against the pier. BUYL at his side, COLUMBUS stares\n\tat the INDIANS.", "COLUMBUS (V.O.)\n\t\t\tOctober 21st, 1492. I think we have", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "ABSOLUTE STILLNESS. A FURNACE. The three ships like\n\tdots, on what seems to be a prairie of weed.\n\n\tThe caravels are being towed by three rowing boats.", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "COLUMBUS, leaning over the prow rail, staring ahead, hears\n\tit carry over the darkness.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY", "INT. SHIP - COLUMBUS' CABIN - NIGHT", "COLUMBUS (V.O.)\n\t\t\tMarch 1493... Thirty nine of my men\n\t\t\tvolunteered to stay behind. God", "MAN\n\t\t\tAdmiral! The horses have arrived.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tI know. I saw them! Who did we\n\t\t\thire today?", "FIFTEEN HUNDRED MEN spread along the beach, looking\n\ttowards the jungle. COLUMBUS stands beside his BROTHERS,\n\tand MENDEZ, and UTAPAN.", "PINZON, his OFFICERS beside him, looks across at the SANTA\n\tMARIA.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tSHIP'S BOY\n\t\t\tSix hundred and twenty nine!", "MENDEZ nods... COLUMBUS grabs some rope. The ship rises\n\tinto the air again, crashes down, the deck disappearing\n\tbeneath them for a moment." ], [ "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tNew worlds create new people.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tMARCHENA\n\t\t\tOh? So you are a new man?", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(quietly)\n\t\t\tA new world, Brother Buyl.", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tIgnorance! I believe the Indies are\n\t\t\tno more than 750 leagues west of the\n\t\t\tCanary Islands.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tWhat do you see?\n\n\t\t\t\t\tSANCHEZ\n\t\t\tRoofs... towers, palaces...\n\t\t\tspires...", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "They begin to hear the sound of a flute -- a melancholy\n\tsound. COLUMBUS looks out over the jungle, and kills a\n\tmosquito by slapping his arm.", "As COLUMBUS goes out, ISABEL appears through a secret\n\tdoor. SANCHEZ bows.\n\n\tISABEL goes over to the window and looks out.", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tNo. The Portuguese have already\n\t\t\tdiscovered black-skinned people. I,\n\t\t\ttoo, will find other populations --\n\t\t\tand bring them to the word of God.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tBy sailing West across the Ocean\n\t\t\tSea.\n\n\tCLOSE ON MARCHENA'S FACE, touched by the mystery.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tI have to explore the mainland.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO\n\t\t\tThis time with me!", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tHe's drawing an isthmus... He's\n\t\t\tsaying we're on an isthmus.", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "MOXICA bursts out of the undergrowth. He is at the edge\n\tof emptiness, swept by a violent offshore wind. He turns\n\tfrantically, to see COLUMBUS coming up behind him.", "COLUMBUS (V.O.)\n\t\t\tOctober 21st, 1492. I think we have", "Hispanola, our first settlement in\n\t\t\tthe New World, and the activities\n\t\t\tthere of your servant, Christopher", "MARCHENA\n\t\t\t\t(interrupting)\n\t\t\tEsdras is a Jew.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSo was Christ!", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDamn you!\n\n\tAs if in answer, another flash of lightning that\n\tilluminates the sky and the sea. COLUMBUS starts counting\n\tagain." ], [ "With a single swift action, MOXICA draws his sword and\n\tcuts off the INDIAN'S hands.", "Again the INDIAN pleads and gesticulates. MOXICA hits him\n\tacross the face with the thonged crop. The INDIAN tries", "MOXICA impatiently gestures the INDIANS to move faster\n\twith a thonged crop. An INDIAN approaches the table. He", "COLUMBUS kills him with a thrust of his sword -- and walks\n\tforward into the jungle. He spots MOXICA at the foot of a\n\tcliff.", "MOXICA bursts out of the undergrowth. He is at the edge\n\tof emptiness, swept by a violent offshore wind. He turns\n\tfrantically, to see COLUMBUS coming up behind him.", "MOXICA\n\t\t\tBring him here!\n\n\tThe frightened INDIAN is brought back to the table. One\n\tof the CLERKS slips away.", "MOXICA turns, looks back at the long line of INDIANS,\n\tstill passively waiting.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tMOXICA\n\t\t\tTell them I want them to watch this!", "MOXICA\n\t\t\tTell him to put his hands on the\n\t\t\ttable. Like this!\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "MOXICA calls out something in their language, and a naked\n\tYOUNG INDIAN GIRL comes out of the house, bringing more", "Close by, on horseback, MOXICA watches the scene.\n\tCOLUMBUS, plastered with wet mud, clambers out of the pit\n\tand approaches him.", "Without warning, MOXICA climbs down from the saddle. More\n\tINDIANS step back in fear and absolute astonishment. Now", "A beat. MOXICA stares down at an equally determined\n\tCOLUMBUS. Then, in front of everyone, MOXICA has to\n\tdismount, and suffer the disgrace of it.", "He hands the cigar back to MOXICA. With a casual air,\n\tMOXICA himself inhales deeply -- almost chokes to death.", "weapons. MOXICA kills one of COLUMBUS' men -- but his own\n\tare outnumbered and outmatched. Already, some are\n\tbeginning to surrender.", "MOXICA starts scrambling up the rocks behind him, with\n\tCOLUMBUS following. The climb through the dense\n\tundergrowth is so exhausting, they are now almost climbing\n\tin slow motion.", "MOXICA\n\t\t\t\t(casually)\n\t\t\tSavagery is what monkeys understand.", "MOXICA\n\t\t\tYou did not hear me, Don Colon. Not\n\t\t\tmy horse.\n\n\tHe starts to turn away; COLUMBUS grabs hold of the reins.", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "MOXICA mounted on his magnificent BLACK STALLION canters\n\tto the edge of the deserted village and enters the\n\tvillage. UTAPAN is terrorized by the absence of anything\n\tliving.", "The terrified TRANSLATOR speaks to the INDIANS.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCLERK\n\t\t\tDon't Moxica! You can't..." ], [ "as if they were burning. FERNANDO scrambles to his feet\n\tand rushes to him. COLUMBUS' eyes are already fixed\n\tsomewhere -- fever is eating him up.", "The half-burnt remains of the Mansion. COLUMBUS stands in\n\tthe square, looking up at it. Behind him, his SOLDIERS,\n\this BROTHERS and about thirty captured INDIANS.", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "As COLUMBUS goes out, ISABEL appears through a secret\n\tdoor. SANCHEZ bows.\n\n\tISABEL goes over to the window and looks out.", "ALONSO pulling at his oars stares at COLUMBUS' distant\n\tfigure with hate and resentment.\n\n\tALONSO suddenly ships his oars, throwing the whole boat\n\tinto disarray. Chaos.", "MARCHENA tries to stop him. In his fury, COLUMBUS\n\taccidentally knocks the poor old MAN to the ground. His\n\tcries bring three MONKS rushing into the room.", "FERNANDO, COLUMBUS and MENDEZ preceded by TWO ARMED\n\tSOLDIERS enter one of the huts. The remains of a meal is\n\tstill warm in bowls on the matted floor.", "The sky is dark and threatening, the wind even stronger.\n\tWe find COLUMBUS where we left him, but now alone. He has\n\tsat here all night.\n\n\tShutters bang violently.", "COLUMBUS (V.O.)\n\t\t\tMarch 1493... Thirty nine of my men\n\t\t\tvolunteered to stay behind. God", "A magnificent sunset. A fire is burning, food cooking.\n\tCOLUMBUS looks over his maps, trying to figure out where", "They begin to hear the sound of a flute -- a melancholy\n\tsound. COLUMBUS looks out over the jungle, and kills a\n\tmosquito by slapping his arm.", "MOXICA bursts out of the undergrowth. He is at the edge\n\tof emptiness, swept by a violent offshore wind. He turns\n\tfrantically, to see COLUMBUS coming up behind him.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDamn you!\n\n\tAs if in answer, another flash of lightning that\n\tilluminates the sky and the sea. COLUMBUS starts counting\n\tagain.", "COLUMBUS is lying on his couch. FERNANDO is bathing his\n\teyes, sweeping off the pus that continuously forms in\n\tthem. COLUMBUS is drenched in sweat.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "The DUENA, sitting beside ISABEL, quietly continues to\n\tread COLUMBUS' letter aloud.", "MARCHENA\n\t\t\t\t(interrupting)\n\t\t\tEsdras is a Jew.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSo was Christ!", "Some of the men laugh at this statement. ALONSO is ill at\n\tease. COLUMBUS pauses, looks around at all the MEN.", "Rain is falling into the room over documents spread on a\n\ttable. COLUMBUS stands up and moves to the table. Some\n\tof the walls have been blackened with smoke and flames. A\n\tlizard scuttles into the shadows." ], [ "A MAN IN BLACK\n\t\t\tAmerigo Vespucci, Excellency.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS pales. Then...", "AROJAZ\n\t\t\tHis name... Amerigo Vespucci...\n\n\tOn COLUMBUS.", "AROJAZ\n\t\t\t... This continent was first\n\t\t\tdiscovered by a sailor commissioned\n\t\t\tby your Majesty...\n\n\tCLOSE ON COLUMBUS' eyes.", "A gap in the dense vegetation. Something is glittering.\n\tGold. A mass of gold. As they approach, COLUMBUS\n\tdiscovers --", "centuries by the finest geographers.\n\t\t\tYour voyage, Don Colon, would take a\n\t\t\tyear!", "We notice that the outline of the European continent is\n\tfamiliar. But we also notice that, in that great expanse\n\tof ocean, the whole American continent is missing.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tIgnorance! I believe the Indies are\n\t\t\tno more than 750 leagues west of the\n\t\t\tCanary Islands.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tNo. The Portuguese have already\n\t\t\tdiscovered black-skinned people. I,\n\t\t\ttoo, will find other populations --\n\t\t\tand bring them to the word of God.", "MARCHENA\n\t\t\t\t(interrupting)\n\t\t\tEsdras is a Jew.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSo was Christ!", "SANTANGEL\n\t\t\tWhat you are, Colon, is a sailor, a\n\t\t\tdiscoverer, a man of imagination...", "FERNANDO (V.O.)\n\t\t\tThere was a time when the New World\n\t\t\tdidn't exist...\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tDISSOLVE TO:", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "they are. We see the outline of the continent of Asia.\n\tAn OLD INDIAN squats beside him, silent, also looking at\n\tthe map. Then, slowly and very deliberately, he takes a", "FERNANDO looks up at them above his letters, amused and\n\tslightly embarrassed. COLUMBUS looks at him with a fake\n\tair of reproach.", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "BOBADILLA\n\t\t\tDidn't you learn? The mainland was\n\t\t\tdiscovered. Weeks ago. By another\n\t\t\tItalian. I forgot his name.", "be Asia. I now believe that it is\n\t\t\tan new Land, of unknown proportions\n\t\t\tand wealth... Life has more", "COLUMBUS (V.O.)\n\t\t\tOctober 21st, 1492. I think we have", "At the thought of the pork fat, FERNANDO jerks his head\n\tover the side, and vomits copiously. COLUMBUS smiles,\n\tpats him on the back.", "They begin to hear the sound of a flute -- a melancholy\n\tsound. COLUMBUS looks out over the jungle, and kills a\n\tmosquito by slapping his arm." ], [ "The door opens at the far end of the large gilded room.\n\tA WOMEN, magnificent in somber taffeta, enters. QUEEN\n\tISABEL OF SPAIN moves towards him.", "All sit beside her. TREASURER SANCHEZ takes a document\n\tand starts to read aloud.\n\n\tOn screen the words: GRANADA - SPAIN - 1500", "We are back to the first scene. In the vast, opulent,\n\tglittering room, ISABEL listens impassively to the voice", "ISABEL\n\t\t\t\t(a beat)\n\t\t\tThat she was impregnable.\n\n\tISABEL smiles again.", "ISABEL\n\t\t\tBecause he is not afraid of me.\n\n\n\tINT. ALHAMBRA PALACE - CORRIDOR - DAY", "As COLUMBUS goes out, ISABEL appears through a secret\n\tdoor. SANCHEZ bows.\n\n\tISABEL goes over to the window and looks out.", "ISABEL and other GRANDEES. He turns to his family,\n\tkeeping his eyes on BEATRIX until she is out of his\n\tvision.", "Against this dazzling light, the delicate silhouette of\n\tQUEEN ISABEL OF SPAIN. The light in her blonde hair", "PINZON\n\t\t\tHe can get you an audience with the\n\t\t\tQueen! You know why...? She owes", "him money. That's how it is. You\n\t\t\t-- me -- the Queen -- the world and\n\t\t\this mistress -- agreed?", "of Aragon, for example. He finances\n\t\t\tme. His name's Santangel. Ever\n\t\t\theard of him?", "this occasion. COLUMBUS passes by, walking proudly down\n\tthe long central alley, beside KING FERDINAND and QUEEN", "The DUENA, sitting beside ISABEL, quietly continues to\n\tread COLUMBUS' letter aloud.", "DOCTOR\n\t\t\tIt seems to be caused by intimacy\n\t\t\twith the native women, Your Majesty.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tISABEL\n\t\t\tWill he survive?", "DIEGO\n\t\t\tSantangel is going to see the Queen.\n\t\t\tWe are going to get you out of here.", "The image is somehow powerful enough to reduce even the\n\tARISTOCRATS to silence. She speaks from behind the mask.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tISABEL\n\t\t\tWe are more than gratified.", "ISABEL\n\t\t\tI cannot ignore the verdict of my\n\t\t\tcouncil.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSurely you can do anything you want.", "ISABEL\n\t\t\tBut without your brothers. Nor are\n\t\t\tyou to return to Santo Domingo or\n\t\t\tany of the other colonies. You may\n\t\t\texplore the continent.", "ISABEL\n\t\t\tYou were right, Don Sanchez... His\n\t\t\tdemands could never be granted.", "Majesties of Castille and Aragon,\n\t\t\tand by all the powers vested in me,\n\t\t\tI claim this island and name it San" ], [ "ISABEL\n\t\t\tBut without your brothers. Nor are\n\t\t\tyou to return to Santo Domingo or\n\t\t\tany of the other colonies. You may\n\t\t\texplore the continent.", "EXT. SANTA MARIA - DAY\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tGranted.\n\n\n\tINT. COLUMBUS' CABIN - DAY", "ISABEL\n\t\t\tWe have decided to allow you to\n\t\t\tundertake another voyage to the new\n\t\t\tworld...", "A stool passes from hands to hands. It is placed at the\n\tQueen and King's side. COLUMBUS sits on it -- a supreme\n\tprivilege.", "FERNANDO\n\t\t\tYou promise?\n\t\t\t\t(Columbus nods his\n\t\t\t\thead)\n\t\t\tDo you swear on St. Christopher...?", "ISABEL\n\t\t\tHow old are you, Senor Colon?\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tThirty seven, Your Majesty... And\n\t\t\tyou?", "AROJAZ\n\t\t\tYour life, and that of others!\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tIf they agree to follow me, yes.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "The door opens at the far end of the large gilded room.\n\tA WOMEN, magnificent in somber taffeta, enters. QUEEN\n\tISABEL OF SPAIN moves towards him.", "As COLUMBUS goes out, ISABEL appears through a secret\n\tdoor. SANCHEZ bows.\n\n\tISABEL goes over to the window and looks out.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tIgnorance! I believe the Indies are\n\t\t\tno more than 750 leagues west of the\n\t\t\tCanary Islands.", "The DUENA, sitting beside ISABEL, quietly continues to\n\tread COLUMBUS' letter aloud.", "FERNANDO stares west, then back at his FATHER. COLUMBUS\n\tlooks very feverish, his face bathed with sweat.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO\n\t\t\tFather...", "this occasion. COLUMBUS passes by, walking proudly down\n\tthe long central alley, beside KING FERDINAND and QUEEN", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tI have to explore the mainland.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO\n\t\t\tThis time with me!", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "ISABEL\n\t\t\tI cannot ignore the verdict of my\n\t\t\tcouncil.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tSurely you can do anything you want.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tNo. The Portuguese have already\n\t\t\tdiscovered black-skinned people. I,\n\t\t\ttoo, will find other populations --\n\t\t\tand bring them to the word of God.", "In return, GUARIONEX hands COLUMBUS a parcel made of\n\tleaves. COLUMBUS unwraps them. Inside: a GOLD grimacing", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear." ], [ "COLUMBUS (V.O.)\n\t\t\tMarch 1493... Thirty nine of my men\n\t\t\tvolunteered to stay behind. God", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDamn you!\n\n\tAs if in answer, another flash of lightning that\n\tilluminates the sky and the sea. COLUMBUS starts counting\n\tagain.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tYes, your Eminence. The voyage\n\t\t\tshould not take more than six or\n\t\t\tseven weeks.", "centuries by the finest geographers.\n\t\t\tYour voyage, Don Colon, would take a\n\t\t\tyear!", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "COLUMBUS (V.O.)\n\t\t\tOctober 21st, 1492. I think we have", "The ship keels over again, dropping down and down, seeming\n\tnever to rise... COLUMBUS lifts his head to the heavens,\n\tscreams out:", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tCome over here.\n\n\tMENDEZ hesitates, then motions to COLUMBUS. The SAILORS\n\tare watching, and some approach to hear the conversation.", "SHIP'S BOY\n\t\t\tMark. Twenty nine, Sir!\n\n\tTHE HOUR-GLASS runs out. COLUMBUS converts the mark into\n\ta daily average for distance and speed.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(calmly)\n\t\t\tSix days ago, yes.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tPINZON\n\t\t\tYou must be mad...!", "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "Some of the men laugh at this statement. ALONSO is ill at\n\tease. COLUMBUS pauses, looks around at all the MEN.", "MARCHENA\n\t\t\tHow long?\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tI am not sure... It could be twice\n\t\t\tthe distance.", "COLUMBUS, leaning over the prow rail, staring ahead, hears\n\tit carry over the darkness.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY", "COLUMBUS stops dead in his tracks. Almost frantically he\n\ttears open the letter, hardly able to believe his eyes.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tGod... That's in a week!", "The MEN stare at him, filled not only with new respect,\n\tbut with something amounting to awe.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS turns to them, tries to speak.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tBy sea, sailing around the African\n\t\t\tContinent -- the journey takes a\n\t\t\tyear...\n\n\tHis finger traces the journey, from west to east.", "An opaque dawn. COLUMBUS, riveted, staring forward as if\n\tto pierce the mist. The entire crew are clinging to the\n\trail, and standing on the shrouds." ], [ "He goes back to his cabin.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:\n\n\tEXT. SHIPS - SARGASSO SEA - DAY", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "PINZON, his OFFICERS beside him, looks across at the SANTA\n\tMARIA.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tSHIP'S BOY\n\t\t\tSix hundred and twenty nine!", "SOME CANNIBALS still follow them along the riverbank. But\n\tthe canoes are faster, and soon, they are left behind.\n\n\n\tEXT. SHIP AT SEA - DAY", "A blazing sun. The ship is like a furnace, its brass\n\tfittings too hot to touch, the blistering heat making the\n\tair shimmer over the decks.", "falls into space and hits the water with a terrible crack.\n\tWaves sweep over the decks. We hear desperate cries for\n\tmercy from the terrified crew, loud enough to be heard", "A signal cannon is fired from one of the ships. Birds\n\tscatter into the air from the jungle -- but then silence,", "SAILORS and FERNANDO rush to the side of the ship, peering\n\tthrough the spray. FERNANDO wipes his eyes, and then he\n\tsees it: there in the distance, a speck of land.", "TEN MEN heaving on a heavy rope, raising the top sail,\n\tpunctuating their efforts with a sailor's chant.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - NIGHT", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow.", "Five MEN are struggling to lash down the tiller. The deck\n\tjumps and rolls. It rises five meters into the air then", "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "ABSOLUTE STILLNESS. A FURNACE. The three ships like\n\tdots, on what seems to be a prairie of weed.\n\n\tThe caravels are being towed by three rowing boats.", "COLUMBUS, leaning over the prow rail, staring ahead, hears\n\tit carry over the darkness.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY", "The SHIP'S BOY rushes up the mast. As he climbs, the\n\tmainsail starts to fill with wind. The deck begins to\n\tmove under their feet.", "CRIES from the other ships, as the sails snap taut,\n\tfilling with wind. MEN rush to their posts. PINZON\n\tstares at COLUMBUS, shaking his head in disbelief.", "EXT. DECK - DAY\n\n\tA SHIP'S BOY is throwing buckets of water on the deck.\n\n\tA SAILOR is busy clearing the ropes around the mast.", "EXT. SHIP'S DECK - FERNANDO'S POV - NIGHT", "DISSOLVE TO:\n\n\tEXT. HARBOR AND SHIPS - DAWN - LATER" ], [ "COLUMBUS' silhouette, by an oil lamp, standing at the\n\tprow. Holding a quadrant he is aiming at the stars.", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "Suddenly the cabin seems to lurch over. Things fall from\n\tthe table, smashing on the floor... COLUMBUS nearly falls.\n\n\n\tEXT. SEA - NIGHT", "In the luminous moonlight, COLUMBUS is standing, staring\n\tup at thousands of insects that wheel around the mast", "COLUMBUS, leaning over the prow rail, staring ahead, hears\n\tit carry over the darkness.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tDamn you!\n\n\tAs if in answer, another flash of lightning that\n\tilluminates the sky and the sea. COLUMBUS starts counting\n\tagain.", "The sky is dark and threatening, the wind even stronger.\n\tWe find COLUMBUS where we left him, but now alone. He has\n\tsat here all night.\n\n\tShutters bang violently.", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "INT. SHIP - COLUMBUS' CABIN - NIGHT", "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "The ship keels over again, dropping down and down, seeming\n\tnever to rise... COLUMBUS lifts his head to the heavens,\n\tscreams out:", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tNow, find the North Star. Do you\n\t\t\thave it?\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "TEN MEN heaving on a heavy rope, raising the top sail,\n\tpunctuating their efforts with a sailor's chant.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - NIGHT", "An opaque dawn. COLUMBUS, riveted, staring forward as if\n\tto pierce the mist. The entire crew are clinging to the\n\trail, and standing on the shrouds.", "making it seem at times like bright daylight. But as the\n\tlightning flashes, COLUMBUS begins to count:", "A magnificent sunset. A fire is burning, food cooking.\n\tCOLUMBUS looks over his maps, trying to figure out where", "EXT. COLUMBUS' CABIN - NIGHT", "COLUMBUS is seated, isolated at the prow, wrapped in his\n\tcape, struggling against the sleep. MENDEZ approaches him\n\twith a bowl of soup.", "COLUMBUS turns, stares into the darkness, desperate to see\n\tthe land that must be close.\n\n\tHe kneels by MENDEZ, wrapped in a blanket. He touches his\n\tshoulder.", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose." ], [ "SAILORS and FERNANDO rush to the side of the ship, peering\n\tthrough the spray. FERNANDO wipes his eyes, and then he\n\tsees it: there in the distance, a speck of land.", "COLUMBUS' silhouette, by an oil lamp, standing at the\n\tprow. Holding a quadrant he is aiming at the stars.", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tThat's it. The twenty eighth\n\t\t\tparallel. And we'll follow it until\n\t\t\twe reach land.", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow.", "ALONSO\n\t\t\tWe should have seen land.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tSAILOR\n\t\t\tWe left three weeks ago, Alonso.\n\t\t\tCan't be that near.", "FERNANDO (V.O.)\n\t\t\t... The sun set in the west on an\n\t\t\tocean where no man had dared to", "MENDEZ\n\t\t\tWell, I surely know what a quadrant\n\t\t\tis! But I've never seen it used at\n\t\t\tnight before.", "SOME CANNIBALS still follow them along the riverbank. But\n\tthe canoes are faster, and soon, they are left behind.\n\n\n\tEXT. SHIP AT SEA - DAY", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "When he looks up again, there is a new severity in his\n\texpression. He turns over an hourglass.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tMARCHENA\n\t\t\tWhy do you wish to sail west?", "Near COLUMBUS, on a tressel, various books and charts. He\n\tmakes an entry in the log. Then goes back to his\n\tquadrant. He senses MENDEZ standing next to him.", "they are. We see the outline of the continent of Asia.\n\tAn OLD INDIAN squats beside him, silent, also looking at\n\tthe map. Then, slowly and very deliberately, he takes a", "centuries by the finest geographers.\n\t\t\tYour voyage, Don Colon, would take a\n\t\t\tyear!", "Ocean, to the edge of the map. There, the illustrator's\n\timagination has created monsters: terrifying demons;\n\tcreatures half-human, half-animal.", "He goes back to his cabin.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:\n\n\tEXT. SHIPS - SARGASSO SEA - DAY", "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "PINZON, his OFFICERS beside him, looks across at the SANTA\n\tMARIA.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tSHIP'S BOY\n\t\t\tSix hundred and twenty nine!", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tWe wouldn't have to turn back! We\n\t\t\twould find land at this point!", "As they move along the track we now see, perched on a\n\tdistant hill, isolated and austere, the Monastery of La\n\tRabida, their destination." ], [ "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "COLUMBUS, leaning over the prow rail, staring ahead, hears\n\tit carry over the darkness.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY", "SAILORS and FERNANDO rush to the side of the ship, peering\n\tthrough the spray. FERNANDO wipes his eyes, and then he\n\tsees it: there in the distance, a speck of land.", "An opaque dawn. COLUMBUS, riveted, staring forward as if\n\tto pierce the mist. The entire crew are clinging to the\n\trail, and standing on the shrouds.", "The ship rolls again. COLUMBUS and MENDEZ crawl towards\n\tthe mast. Another gigantic wave crashes over them, tons\n\tof water falling like cement. They reach the mast. The\n\twood groans.", "Suddenly the cabin seems to lurch over. Things fall from\n\tthe table, smashing on the floor... COLUMBUS nearly falls.\n\n\n\tEXT. SEA - NIGHT", "COLUMBUS' fever has subsided. He raises his head and\n\tstares at the mainland passing in the night. He smiles.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "Close by, on horseback, MOXICA watches the scene.\n\tCOLUMBUS, plastered with wet mud, clambers out of the pit\n\tand approaches him.", "COLUMBUS moves to the door. As an afterthought, he takes\n\this scarlet-embroidered jacket from a hook.\n\n\n\tEXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tThis jacket to the first man who\n\t\t\tsights land! I want a man up that\n\t\t\tmast day and night.", "A gap in the dense vegetation. Something is glittering.\n\tGold. A mass of gold. As they approach, COLUMBUS\n\tdiscovers --", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "We see things from COLUMBUS' hallucination. We are\n\tplunging through layers of clouds, the speed accelerating,\n\tgiving us a sickening sensation of falling to land, closer\n\tand closer...", "They begin to hear the sound of a flute -- a melancholy\n\tsound. COLUMBUS looks out over the jungle, and kills a\n\tmosquito by slapping his arm.", "COLUMBUS turns, stares into the darkness, desperate to see\n\tthe land that must be close.\n\n\tHe kneels by MENDEZ, wrapped in a blanket. He touches his\n\tshoulder.", "as if they were burning. FERNANDO scrambles to his feet\n\tand rushes to him. COLUMBUS' eyes are already fixed\n\tsomewhere -- fever is eating him up.", "AROJAZ\n\t\t\tMy God...! I thought he was dead.\n\n\tThey pass close enough to touch COLUMBUS. But he does not\n\tsee them.", "COLUMBUS' silhouette, by an oil lamp, standing at the\n\tprow. Holding a quadrant he is aiming at the stars." ], [ "leaves from a pouch. He chews the leaves himself for a\n\tmoment, until they form a sticky pulp, then opens\n\tCOLUMBUS' mouth and puts the pulp inside, encouraging", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tTell him his country is very\n\t\t\tbeautiful. Tell him we are leaving\n\t\t\tmen here -- to build a fort.\n\n\tUTAPAN translates.", "The MEN stare at him, filled not only with new respect,\n\tbut with something amounting to awe.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS turns to them, tries to speak.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tTo bring the word of God.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tUTAPAN\n\t\t\tChief says -- he has a God.", "him. He is the cause of their interest. COLUMBUS puts\n\this arm around the BOY, and this gesture of affection\n\tseems to put the INDIANS at their ease. They start", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "UTAPAN orders COLUMBUS to sit. COLUMBUS obeys. UTAPAN\n\tlooks up at the tops of the trees. The sun is rising, and", "Some of the men laugh at this statement. ALONSO is ill at\n\tease. COLUMBUS pauses, looks around at all the MEN.", "They begin to hear the sound of a flute -- a melancholy\n\tsound. COLUMBUS looks out over the jungle, and kills a\n\tmosquito by slapping his arm.", "COLUMBUS, feverish, lies on the bunk. He shivers\n\tviolently. FERNANDO anxiously watches over him, bathes\n\this eyes.\n\n\tSuddenly THE TRANSLATOR enters.", "He looks up -- and sees a few yards from him: the naked\n\tFIGURE OF AN INDIAN, his face and body painted, staring at\n\thim. COLUMBUS realizes who it is...", "It is raining hard. COLUMBUS is floundering in the mud,\n\tsupervising a mixed work-force of SPANISH and INDIANS.\n\tThey are attempting to raise the huge wheel of a\n\twatermill.", "They stare out with vacant eyes. SOLDIERS guard them. A\n\tship against the pier. BUYL at his side, COLUMBUS stares\n\tat the INDIANS.", "as if they were burning. FERNANDO scrambles to his feet\n\tand rushes to him. COLUMBUS' eyes are already fixed\n\tsomewhere -- fever is eating him up.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tCome over here.\n\n\tMENDEZ hesitates, then motions to COLUMBUS. The SAILORS\n\tare watching, and some approach to hear the conversation.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tNo. The Portuguese have already\n\t\t\tdiscovered black-skinned people. I,\n\t\t\ttoo, will find other populations --\n\t\t\tand bring them to the word of God.", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(interrupting)\n\t\t\tHe has medicine.\n\t\t\t\t(pause)\n\t\t\tTell him we admire his people.\n\n\tUTAPAN translates." ], [ "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tNew worlds create new people.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tMARCHENA\n\t\t\tOh? So you are a new man?", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tWhat do you see?\n\n\t\t\t\t\tSANCHEZ\n\t\t\tRoofs... towers, palaces...\n\t\t\tspires...", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(quietly)\n\t\t\tA new world, Brother Buyl.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tTell him his country is very\n\t\t\tbeautiful. Tell him we are leaving\n\t\t\tmen here -- to build a fort.\n\n\tUTAPAN translates.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\t\t(to Pinzon)\n\t\t\tGive it to him!", "They begin to hear the sound of a flute -- a melancholy\n\tsound. COLUMBUS looks out over the jungle, and kills a\n\tmosquito by slapping his arm.", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "COLUMBUS leads the mule, carrying the sleeping FERNANDO,\n\tthrough narrow streets. There's a clamorous noise in the", "brother's exhaustion. Then COLUMBUS gets up and leans on\n\tthe balustrade, looking down at the city, the jungle\n\tbeyond.", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "A gap in the dense vegetation. Something is glittering.\n\tGold. A mass of gold. As they approach, COLUMBUS\n\tdiscovers --", "COLUMBUS wakes up with a jolt. Everything is silent.\n\tCOLUMBUS walks outside.\n\n\n\tEXT. DECK - NIGHT", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow.", "They stare out with vacant eyes. SOLDIERS guard them. A\n\tship against the pier. BUYL at his side, COLUMBUS stares\n\tat the INDIANS.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tIgnorance! I believe the Indies are\n\t\t\tno more than 750 leagues west of the\n\t\t\tCanary Islands.", "MOXICA bursts out of the undergrowth. He is at the edge\n\tof emptiness, swept by a violent offshore wind. He turns\n\tfrantically, to see COLUMBUS coming up behind him.", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "COLUMBUS kills him with a thrust of his sword -- and walks\n\tforward into the jungle. He spots MOXICA at the foot of a\n\tcliff.", "UTAPAN orders COLUMBUS to sit. COLUMBUS obeys. UTAPAN\n\tlooks up at the tops of the trees. The sun is rising, and" ], [ "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tHow could I be? The mainland has\n\t\t\tbeen found. Exactly as I said it\n\t\t\twould.", "COLUMBUS' fever has subsided. He raises his head and\n\tstares at the mainland passing in the night. He smiles.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCUT TO:", "BOBADILLA\n\t\t\tDidn't you learn? The mainland was\n\t\t\tdiscovered. Weeks ago. By another\n\t\t\tItalian. I forgot his name.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tI have to explore the mainland.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tFERNANDO\n\t\t\tThis time with me!", "FERNANDO and his FATHER stand together, watching the low\n\tcloud formation sitting on the horizon.\n\n\t\t\t\t\tCOLUMBUS\n\t\t\tThe mainland...", "SAILORS and FERNANDO rush to the side of the ship, peering\n\tthrough the spray. FERNANDO wipes his eyes, and then he\n\tsees it: there in the distance, a speck of land.", "A gap in the dense vegetation. Something is glittering.\n\tGold. A mass of gold. As they approach, COLUMBUS\n\tdiscovers --", "AROJAZ\n\t\t\t... This continent was first\n\t\t\tdiscovered by a sailor commissioned\n\t\t\tby your Majesty...\n\n\tCLOSE ON COLUMBUS' eyes.", "COLUMBUS\n\t\t\tCongratulations. Then I am free to\n\t\t\tsearch for the mainland.", "They all laugh. Alonso looks up at COLUMBUS standing on\n\tthe poop deck, scrutinizing the horizon, waiting for the\n\tland to appear.", "He looks up -- and sees a few yards from him: the naked\n\tFIGURE OF AN INDIAN, his face and body painted, staring at\n\thim. COLUMBUS realizes who it is...", "They begin to hear the sound of a flute -- a melancholy\n\tsound. COLUMBUS looks out over the jungle, and kills a\n\tmosquito by slapping his arm.", "they are. We see the outline of the continent of Asia.\n\tAn OLD INDIAN squats beside him, silent, also looking at\n\tthe map. Then, slowly and very deliberately, he takes a", "As it plows through heavy seas. COLUMBUS, a coat wrapped\n\taround him, is sitting on a chair topside, directing\n\toperations despite an obvious fever.\n\n\tSuddenly a cry from the mast head:", "and amazed. At first he is rather frightened of his own\n\timage... Then he is happy, and laughs... and COLUMBUS\n\tlaughs with him and puts a hand on his shoulder in a", "FERNANDO (V.O.)\n\t\t\t... The sun set in the west on an\n\t\t\tocean where no man had dared to", "The MEN cheer as the flags are rammed into the sand,\n\tflapping in the wind.\n\n\tCOLUMBUS starts to walk towards the jungle, and in silence\n\tthe rest follow.", "COLUMBUS takes the cigar from MOXICA. The rest watch him\n\twith rapt curiosity. COLUMBUS inhales deeply then, to\n\ttheir astonishment, blows out the smoke through his nose.", "As the first boat beaches, COLUMBUS leaps out and wades\n\tashore. Behind him the rest of the landing party splash\n\tthrough the sun-dazzled water, carrying the banner of\n\tCastille and Aragon.", "SOME CANNIBALS still follow them along the riverbank. But\n\tthe canoes are faster, and soon, they are left behind.\n\n\n\tEXT. SHIP AT SEA - DAY" ] ]

[ "Who ultimately ends up funding Columbus's voyage?", "How many ships and how many men did Columbus take on his second expedition?", "What happened to the group of crew men that Columbus left on San Salvador?", "What is the name of the city that the Spaniards built when they returned the second time?", "What was the symbol that showed the arrival of Christianity in the new world?", "What did Christopher Columbus teach Captain Mendez while they were traveling on the Santa Maria?", "Who set Columbus's house on fire?", "What was Columbus accused of when appointing administrative positions?", "Who was with Christopher Columbus as he was shown writing his memoirs?", "What is the name of Columbus' oldest son?", "What does Queen Isabella want Columbus to bring back from his journey?", "How long did Columbus tell his crewmen the first voyage would take?", "What was the name of Columbus' flagship?", "What insect does Columbus discover on the deck of his ship that indicates land is near?", "How many ships does Columbus sail on his second voyage to the New World?", "What city does Columbus establish in the New World?", "Why does Moxica cut off the hand of one of the natives?", "Who burned Columbus' house in La Isabela?", "What did Amerigo Vespucci discover?", "To whom does Queen Isabella I owe money?", "In return for what does Queen Isabella I grant Columbus the journey?", "How long does Columbus tell the crew that the voyage will last?", "What is the name of the flagship?", "How does Columbus navigate the ship at night?", "Using a quadrant, which parallel must be followed to reach land?", "What does Columbus notice on deck that indicates land to be close?", "What language does Columbus teach the natives?", "What is the name of the city that Columbus builds in the New World?", "Who is revealed to have discovered the mainland?" ]

[ [ "Queen Isabella I", "Queen Isabella." ], [ "17 ships and 1500 men", "17 ships and 1,500 men." ], [ "They were killed by the natives.", "They were killed. " ], [ "La Isabela.", "Santa Domingo " ], [ "The bell in the new bell tower.", "The town bell." ], [ "He taught him how to navigate by the stars at night.", "How to find the north star" ], [ "Moxica and his followers.", "Moxica and his followers." ], [ "Nepotism", "Nepotism therefore injuring the pride of the Noblemen" ], [ "His youngest son.", "His youngest son. " ], [ "Diego.", "Diego" ], [ "Gold.", "Lots of Gold" ], [ "7 weeks.", "7 weeks" ], [ "The Santa Maria.", "Santa Maria" ], [ "Mosquitoes.", "Mosquitoes" ], [ "17.", "Seventeen (17)" ], [ "La Isabela.", "La Isabela" ], [ "Moxica believed he lied about where the gold was.", "Moxica believes the native lied about the location of the gold." ], [ "Moxica.", "Moxica and his followers" ], [ "Mainland America.", "Mainland America" ], [ "Santangel the banker.", "Santangel" ], [ "The promise to bring back gold.", "A promise" ], [ "Seven weeks.", "Seven weeks" ], [ "The Santa Maria.", "Santa Maria." ], [ "By using the stars.", "He sees that there are mosquitoes on deck which means that land is not far away. " ], [ "The twenty-eighth parallel.", "28th" ], [ "Mosquitoes.", "mosquitoes" ], [ "Spanish.", "Spanish" ], [ "La Isabela.", "La Isabela." ], [ "Amerigo Vespucci.", "Amerigo Vespucci" ] ]

[ [ "REPORTER\n We're here at the World Center\n Construction Site, where a\n mysterious object was just\n uncovered in a freak accident in\n which one workman suffered minor\n injuries...", "We PULL BACK to reveal it's sitting on a table.\n\nMr Kelman enters, looks it over curiously. He picks it up,\nopens it and sticks his finger inside.", "They remove their hands -- they're filled with sand.\n\n AISHA\n Wow. Sand.\n\n DULCEA\n Now tell me... what do you see?", "Suddenly a PURPLE STEAM POURS from the opening. And now\nsomething really amazing happens. ..\n\nA menacing STONE CLAW RISES UP, CRADLING A HUGE STONE", "AISHA\n Anybody see anything?\n\n TOMMY\n ... Let's take a look over there.\n\nThey advance up a slope -- the egg comes into view.", "TOMMY (barely audible)\n ... what happened here?...\n\nAdam spots Alpha's arm protruding from a mound of rubble.", "uncovering an ANCIENT IRON PLATE. He gapes at it, too stunned\nto speak.", "The bulldozers and earth movers have dug out a twenty foot pit.\nIVAN leads Goldar and Mordant through the site, passing dozens\nof laboring parents.", "And now Kimberly. She studies hers for a moment. It looks\nlike a bird.\n\n KIMBERLY\n I think its some kind of bird.", "Mr. Kelman just gives Fred a blank stare.\n\n MR. KELMAN\n Dig... dig... dig...\n\nSuddenly an ARM FALLS ON FRED'S SHOULDER.", "They're surrounded by rock piles, pools of water and a plethora\nof building supplies. Billy looks down at the mud puddle he's\nstanding in.", "GOLDAR digs for buried treasure deep in his nose.\n\n GOLDAR\n No offense, boss, but they might\n find you a little disgusting.", "Now the most amazing thing happens. The figure RISES TO FULL\nHEIGHT OF SIX FEET, while simultaneously shedding it's robe.", "Saba sees the rats.\n\n SABA\n Rats! I hate rats!", "A large hook has been fastened to the iron plate -- a crane\nENGINE ROARS as it HOISTS THE PLATE UP, revealing a CAVERNOUS\nOPENING.", "Dulcea and Rocky are standing at the bottom of a twenty foot pole\nwith an exotic oriental carving\n\n DULCEA\n The ape is strong, but more\n importantly it is flexible and\n free.", "One of the beasts TACKLES Tommy and the pair go TUMBLING \nOWN A TWENTY FOOT ROCK PILE. Aisha picks up a handful of dirt", "Barricades and police tape surround the egg. A SECURITY GUARD\npasses his sleeping CO-WORKER, drops into a chair, sips his\ncoffee.", "Now, as soon as I give the word \n I want all of you to start\n digging.\n (beat)\n Do I make myself perfectly --", "The talking Saber appears in Tommy's hand.\n\n SABA (yawning)\n What a DREAM I was having!\n\n TOMMY\n We've got company." ], [ "IVAN\n Do you have any idea what it's\n like to be cooped up in a rotten\n egg for six thousand years? It's", "ROCKY (alarmed)\n It looks like it's been opened!\n\nThe kids get close to the egg, looking it over with\nfascination. Suddenly a hand falls on Aisha.", "AISHA\n Anybody see anything?\n\n TOMMY\n ... Let's take a look over there.\n\nThey advance up a slope -- the egg comes into view.", "Suddenly a PURPLE STEAM POURS from the opening. And now\nsomething really amazing happens. ..\n\nA menacing STONE CLAW RISES UP, CRADLING A HUGE STONE", "Mordant GRUMBLES under his breath. Meanwhile, Zedd aims is\nstaff at the chamber and BURSTS a blast of energy. The egg", "He stretches his sinewy arms, releases an enormous YAWN, puts\nhis hands on his head, CRACKS it.\n\n IVAN\n Ahhhhhhhh.", "Barricades and police tape surround the egg. A SECURITY GUARD\npasses his sleeping CO-WORKER, drops into a chair, sips his\ncoffee.", "Goldar is oblivious. Zedd, stands reverently before the\nglowing egg shape.\n\n ZEDD\n After two thousand years of\n searching... I have finally\n found you.", "Now the most amazing thing happens. The figure RISES TO FULL\nHEIGHT OF SIX FEET, while simultaneously shedding it's robe.", "The embers cast an orange glow on Kimberly's sleeping face \nA SHADOW moves over her and two CRANE LEGS step into frame.", "Kimberly lifts out an EEL-LIKE CREATURE, and watches it SQUIRM\nbetween her fingers.\n\n KIMBERLY\n Mine seems to be a little\n undercooked.", "Dulcea and Tommy are standing on a towering rock rising out of\na dark lake.\n\n DULCEA\n The falcon never struggles with\n the air, but rather becomes one\n with it.", "We PULL BACK to reveal it's sitting on a table.\n\nMr Kelman enters, looks it over curiously. He picks it up,\nopens it and sticks his finger inside.", "And now Kimberly. She studies hers for a moment. It looks\nlike a bird.\n\n KIMBERLY\n I think its some kind of bird.", "They remove their hands -- they're filled with sand.\n\n AISHA\n Wow. Sand.\n\n DULCEA\n Now tell me... what do you see?", "The ooze SLITHERS AND GURGLES ACROSS THE FLOOR, once again\nIVAN RISES UP. He takes in the state-of-the-art surroundings.", "Dulcea approaches, a wondrous expression on her face.\n\n DULCEA\n You have been visited by the\n animal spirits... they have given\n you their blessing.", "TOMMY\n And how do we release the power?\n\n DULCEA\n The legend goes that you release\n the power with the power.", "Dulcea and Rocky are standing at the bottom of a twenty foot pole\nwith an exotic oriental carving\n\n DULCEA\n The ape is strong, but more\n importantly it is flexible and\n free.", "Now he SMACKS his lips together, opens his arms theatrically\nand gives his trademark stance.\n\n IVAN\n Ladies and Gentlemen... the OOZE\n is back!!" ], [ "MORDANT\n That's right. And then we threw\n one of them off a mountain and\n another one into a raqing river!\n\n IVAN\n So they've been destroyed?", "The place is trashed -- there's SMOKING debris, ravaged panels,\nexposed wires and mechanisms. The kids move through the\nwreckage in numb silence.", "ZORDON\n I'm afraid that's impossible...\n The power has been destroyed.\n It's gone... The Zords, the", "They drop around the fire, a few of them GROANING. They stare\ninto the orange coals for a long moment, all of them looking\ndisillusioned.", "Now Ivan begins to THROW LIGHTNING EVERYWHERE, LAYING\nTHE COMMAND CENTER TO WASTE.", "They remove their hands -- they're filled with sand.\n\n AISHA\n Wow. Sand.\n\n DULCEA\n Now tell me... what do you see?", "IVAN\n Oh, the things that I have\n missed. The BLACK PLAGUE!\n\nHe blows up another PANEL.\n\n IVAN", "IVAN\n How could you let them get away?!\n If Dulcea leads them to the Great\n Power, everything will be ruined!\n They must be OBLITERATED!", "Saba sees the rats.\n\n SABA\n Rats! I hate rats!", "Dulcea leads the kids through a circular opening in one\nwall, all of them look completely wiped out. She reaches an\nornate doorway, faces the Rangers.", "A PURPLE HAZE OF SMOKE has settled on the construction site.\nSuddenly, mysteriously, SWARMS OF ZOMBIFIED PARENTS emerge from\nthe vapors - We see Mr. Kelman amongst them.", "TOMMY (barely audible)\n ... what happened here?...\n\nAdam spots Alpha's arm protruding from a mound of rubble.", "Suddenly, an ERUPTION OF SMOKE -- and Ivan, disguised as the\nwizard, MAGICALLY APPEARS. The crowd CHEERS, Nuremburg style,\nfists raised.", "He ZAPS Rita and Zedd, and with a BRILLIANT FLASH, THEY'RE GONE.", "DULCEA\n They say the power will throw off\n a super-heated, radioactive\n fireball, instantly reducing you\n to ash and bits of charred bone.\n\nAisha nods.", "IVAN (hissing)\n I will not only destroy him, I\n will OBLITERATE his entire being.\n It will be like Zordon\n of Eltare never EXISTED!", "The bulldozers and earth movers have dug out a twenty foot pit.\nIVAN leads Goldar and Mordant through the site, passing dozens\nof laboring parents.", "IVAN\n YOU HAVE SERVED YOUR PURPOSE.\n NOW YOU WILL RETURN TO THE\n CONSTRUCTION SITE AND LEAP TO\n YOUR DEMISE! \n\nThe parents just stand there with blank expressions.", "lectures.\n \n (he explodes furiously)\n \n You robbed me of my PRIME! I was", "The kids are seated on rocks by a lakeside, all of them\ndrinking from clay mugs. Dulcea finishes handing out bowls.\nAisha stares into hers with a grim expression." ], [ "ALPHA 5\n Zordon... he's gone.\n\nThe Rangers are too stunned to speak. They approach Zordon's\nlifeless form looking absolutely devastated.", "Zordon, now barely alive, watches as Alpha makes more\nadjustments to his contraption.", "KIMBERLY\n But we have to find him. Our\n leader Zordon is dying.\n\n FIGURE\n Zordon?", "Zordon closes his eyes. Tommy puts a hand on Kimberly's\nshoulder. The kids slowly rise, all of them looking utterly\ndespondent. Billy turns to Alpha.", "KIMBERLY\n We have to help him!\n\nZordon opens his eyes.\n\n ZORDON\n ... Rangers... thank goodness\n you're safe.", "KIMBERLY\n ... This can't be...\n\nThey stare at Zordon with gut-wrenching expressions. They're\nutterly defeated.", "Zordon shudders in pain, closes his eyes. Alpha watches over\nhis mentor, shakes his head in anguish.\n\n ALPHA\n Ay, yi, yi, yi, yi .", "Laying on a destroyed bed of crystals is Zordon. He is still a\nSHIMMERING SPECTRAL being, only now he s aged a good fifty\nyears.", "POWER.\n \nWe hear a RUMBLING SOUND as the earth starts to SHAKE. The\nRangers look to each other, horrified.", "ZORDON\n Alpha, my sensors tell me the\n Rangers were too late! Ivan is\n on his way here!", "ZORDON\n I'm afraid that's impossible...\n The power has been destroyed.\n It's gone... The Zords, the", "The Rangers move through foreboding jungle terrain, their ears\nalert to all the UNEARTHLY SOUNDS around them. Tommy watches\nKimberly, who seems to be lost in thought.", "ROCKY\n Look, Zordon doesn't have much\n longer to live. And for all we\n know, Angel Grove could already\n be under attack. We don't have\n TIME for this.", "130 INT. COMMAND CENTER - DAY 130\n\nThe Rangers are gathered around Zordon, holding their helmets\nin their hands.", "I'm teaching you the Ninjetti.\n (beat)\n If Zordon dies... then a piece of\n all of us dies... and the force", "The kids are stunned. Kimberly gently takes Zordon's hand.", "ALPHA 5 works frantically amidst the array of computer\nbanks while ZORDON looks on from his COLUMN OF LIGHT.\n\nThe six Rangers MATERIALIZE, Tommy turns to Zordon.", "ZORDON\n Rangers... Ivan has invaded the\n city... time is running out...\n\nZordon's image FLICKERS a few times then STABILIZES again.", "54G INT. COMMAND CENTER - NIGHT (OLD SC 54E) 54G\n\nAlpha fusses over Zordon, who is looking a good ten years older.", "Dulcea leads the kids through a circular opening in one\nwall, all of them look completely wiped out. She reaches an\nornate doorway, faces the Rangers." ], [ "KIMBERLY\n He was attacked by this horrific\n being -- Ivan Ooze.\n\n DULCEA\n Ivan Ooze is free?! We are all\n in mortal danger!", "There's more STATIC, then IVAN APPEARS AS THE WIZARD.\n\n IVAN\n Hi, folks, Ivan Ooze here.", "IVAN\n You're too kind. Allow me to\n introduce myself. I am the\n infamous, world-reviled,\n universally despised, IVAN OOZE!", "ADAM\n If Ivan Ooze isn't stopped,\n nobody will survive.\n\nAlpha heaves a sigh.", "IVAN (hissing)\n I will not only destroy him, I\n will OBLITERATE his entire being.\n It will be like Zordon\n of Eltare never EXISTED!", "IVAN\n Power Rangers, huh? So Zordon is\n still using a bunch of rug-rats\n to do his dirty work. And\n speaking of rats...", "Now he SMACKS his lips together, opens his arms theatrically\nand gives his trademark stance.\n\n IVAN\n Ladies and Gentlemen... the OOZE\n is back!!", "Ivan's face goes dark, THUNDER RUMBLES and the site LIGHTS UP\nWITH A FLASH OF LIGHTNING. Mordant turns to Goldar.", "The ooze SLITHERS AND GURGLES ACROSS THE FLOOR, once again\nIVAN RISES UP. He takes in the state-of-the-art surroundings.", "Ivan turns menacingly to Goldar and Mordant.\n\n IVAN\n Now you have a choice, either\n serve me, or join those\n insufferable cheesedongs.", "ZORDON\n Six thousand years ago a\n morphological being known as Ivan\n Ooze, ruled the world with a", "IVAN\n Tengu Warriors, you will fly to\n Phaedos, find the Power\n Rangers... and TEAR THEM APART!", "Ivan approaches an enormous vat, turns a tap -- it BURPS and\nGLOPS as PURPLE OOZE pours out.\n\n GOLDAR\n But boss, what about their\n parents?", "IVAN\n How could you let them get away?!\n If Dulcea leads them to the Great\n Power, everything will be ruined!\n They must be OBLITERATED!", "Ivan drops regally into Zedd's chair.\n\n ZEDD\n Nobody double-crosses Lord Zedd\n and lives!", "Ivan shakes his head.\n\n IVAN\n No need. I'm going to use the\n young minds of Angel Grove.", "ZEDD\n I am Lord Zedd, sworn enemy of\n all that is good and decent. It\n is a supreme honor to finally\n meet you.\n\nIvan gives a slight bow.", "IVAN\n Queen Tengu, lead-your warriors\n to Phaedos, FEAST YOURSELVES UPON\n THE POWER RANGERS AND BRING ME\n DULCEA!", "IVAN\n Are you bored with your work?\n Are you bored with your family\n Are you bored with your 1ife\n Well, come on down to Ooze City\n and LET'S GET STICKY!", "ALPHA 5\n Ai, yi, yi, yi, yi \n\nAs Ivan speaks we see Mordant behind him waving into camera." ], [ "There's more STATIC, then IVAN APPEARS AS THE WIZARD.\n\n IVAN\n Hi, folks, Ivan Ooze here.", "KIMBERLY\n He was attacked by this horrific\n being -- Ivan Ooze.\n\n DULCEA\n Ivan Ooze is free?! We are all\n in mortal danger!", "IVAN\n You're too kind. Allow me to\n introduce myself. I am the\n infamous, world-reviled,\n universally despised, IVAN OOZE!", "Now he SMACKS his lips together, opens his arms theatrically\nand gives his trademark stance.\n\n IVAN\n Ladies and Gentlemen... the OOZE\n is back!!", "ADAM\n If Ivan Ooze isn't stopped,\n nobody will survive.\n\nAlpha heaves a sigh.", "Ivan steps forward, followed by Goldar.\n\n IVAN\n Ladies and gentlemen, Simon\n says... STOP!\n\nAll the parents stop.", "Ivan approaches an enormous vat, turns a tap -- it BURPS and\nGLOPS as PURPLE OOZE pours out.\n\n GOLDAR\n But boss, what about their\n parents?", "IVAN\n Are you bored with your work?\n Are you bored with your family\n Are you bored with your 1ife\n Well, come on down to Ooze City\n and LET'S GET STICKY!", "CLOSE ON HIS FACE as it SHAPE-SHIFTS INTO THE+ HIDEOUS VISAGE OF\nIVAN OOZE.\n\n IVAN\n It's TEENAGERS", "IVAN (hissing)\n I will not only destroy him, I\n will OBLITERATE his entire being.\n It will be like Zordon\n of Eltare never EXISTED!", "The ooze SLITHERS AND GURGLES ACROSS THE FLOOR, once again\nIVAN RISES UP. He takes in the state-of-the-art surroundings.", "We hear a SLITHERING SLURPING SOUND as the substance RISES UP\nAND TAKES ON THE GHASTLY SHAPE OF IVAN OOZE. Mordant tugs at Zedd.", "Ivan shakes his head.\n\n IVAN\n No need. I'm going to use the\n young minds of Angel Grove.", "IVAN\n Power Rangers, huh? So Zordon is\n still using a bunch of rug-rats\n to do his dirty work. And\n speaking of rats...", "Ivan's face goes dark, THUNDER RUMBLES and the site LIGHTS UP\nWITH A FLASH OF LIGHTNING. Mordant turns to Goldar.", "All the parents start QUACKING LIKE DUCKS. Ivan slowly turns\nto Goldar, gives him an icy stare.\n\n GOLDAR\n It just slipped out.", "He does a ridiculous mock salute. Bulk and Skull repeat it.\n\n BULK AND SKULL\n OOZE RULES !", "DULCEA\n What do you know of the Great\n Power?\n\n KIMBERLY\n Only that we need it to defeat\n Ivan Ooze.", "DOZENS OF KIDS Ranging in age from eight to seventeen, are swarming\nBulk and Skull, who have set up a booth with a large banner\nthat reads: \"FREE OOZE!\"", "IVAN\n Simon says... stand on one foot!\n\nAll the parents stand on one foot. Ivan seems to be taking a\nperverse glee in all this." ], [ "The Rangers are silent for a moment.\n\n DULCEA\n He was always an inspiration...\n\nDulcea speaks with grim-visaged intensity.", "Dulcea's eyes move from Ranger to Ranger.\n\n DULCEA\n It is said that to those who\n possess the Power... all things\n are possible.", "She moves off - the Rangers just stand there staring at each\nother.\n\n DULCEA\n Let' s go.", "Dulcea approaches, a wondrous expression on her face.\n\n DULCEA\n You have been visited by the\n animal spirits... they have given\n you their blessing.", "All the Rangers spring awake. As they get out from under their\nblankets they're shocked to discover that they're all wearing\nNinjetti costumes with animal symbols on their chest.", "Dulcea leads Snoggle and the Rangers up a stone path. They\napproach a bush filled with exotic berries. All of them start\neating the berries.", "AISHA\n That's pretty bad.\n\n TOMMY\n Thank you, Dulcea. For\n everything.", "The Rangers move through foreboding jungle terrain, their ears\nalert to all the UNEARTHLY SOUNDS around them. Tommy watches\nKimberly, who seems to be lost in thought.", "DULCEA\n Rocky, you are the Mighty Ape.\n\nWe see each of them DISCOVER THEIR ANIMAL.", "Dulcea leads the kids through a circular opening in one\nwall, all of them look completely wiped out. She reaches an\nornate doorway, faces the Rangers.", "DULCEA\n Look closer.\n \n TOMMY\n ... A falcon?\n\n DULCEA\n Tommy, you are the Falcon, Winged\n Lord of the Sky.", "The Rangers stand there with stunned expressions. Dulcea looks\nto Tommy.\n\n DULCEA\n How did this happen?!", "DULCEA\n Each of you must reach deep\n within and draw upon your natural\n instincts... Only then will you", "The Rangers literally beam. Alpha holds up a camera.\n\n ALPHA 5\n Everybody say cheese.", "DULCEA\n I... am the sole living\n descendant of the \"Nathadians\".\n (beat)\n Now prepare yourselves for the\n most intense physical and mental\n training known to man and animal.", "2. Billy and Dulcea continue to fight with whistling sticks.\n Billy is starting to get the hang of it. He hits Dulcea a few\n times, then she CLOBBERS him.", "The Rangers are side by side, each of them handling different\ncontrols.\n\n BILLY\n ACTIVATING NINJA MEGAZORD BATTLE\n MODE!", "Dulcea catches her hand and six Rangers put their hands on top\nof hers.", "The Rangers quickly follow her through the brush Aisha turns\nto Kimberly, speaks under her breath.\n\n AISHA\n Kind of bossy, isn't she?", "KIMBERLY\n You're leaving us?!\n\n DULCEA\n I have taught you all that I\n know. Now you must achieve the\n Ninjetti on your own." ], [ "KIMBERLY\n He was attacked by this horrific\n being -- Ivan Ooze.\n\n DULCEA\n Ivan Ooze is free?! We are all\n in mortal danger!", "IVAN (hissing)\n I will not only destroy him, I\n will OBLITERATE his entire being.\n It will be like Zordon\n of Eltare never EXISTED!", "There's more STATIC, then IVAN APPEARS AS THE WIZARD.\n\n IVAN\n Hi, folks, Ivan Ooze here.", "ADAM\n If Ivan Ooze isn't stopped,\n nobody will survive.\n\nAlpha heaves a sigh.", "IVAN\n You're too kind. Allow me to\n introduce myself. I am the\n infamous, world-reviled,\n universally despised, IVAN OOZE!", "IVAN\n And now, finally, I have the\n strength to DESTROY your pathetic\n powers FOREVER!!\n\n ZORDON\n YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!", "ZORDON\n Six thousand years ago a\n morphological being known as Ivan\n Ooze, ruled the world with a", "IVAN\n How could you let them get away?!\n If Dulcea leads them to the Great\n Power, everything will be ruined!\n They must be OBLITERATED!", "The Falcon Zord swoops in and blasts Scorpitron who BLOWS UP\nINTO A BILLION FLAMING PARTICLES!\n\n KIMBERLY (V.O.)\n WE GOT HIM!!", "Now he SMACKS his lips together, opens his arms theatrically\nand gives his trademark stance.\n\n IVAN\n Ladies and Gentlemen... the OOZE\n is back!!", "DULCEA\n What do you know of the Great\n Power?\n\n KIMBERLY\n Only that we need it to defeat\n Ivan Ooze.", "He ZAPS Rita and Zedd, and with a BRILLIANT FLASH, THEY'RE GONE.", "TOMMY\n We'll get this warrior... save\n Zordon... and send that\n SLIMEBALL Ivan Ooze back to the\n SEWER he crawled out of.", "ZORDON\n I'm afraid that's impossible...\n The power has been destroyed.\n It's gone... The Zords, the", "Ivan drops regally into Zedd's chair.\n\n ZEDD\n Nobody double-crosses Lord Zedd\n and lives!", "Ivan steps forward, followed by Goldar.\n\n IVAN\n Ladies and gentlemen, Simon\n says... STOP!\n\nAll the parents stop.", "Ivan's face goes dark, THUNDER RUMBLES and the site LIGHTS UP\nWITH A FLASH OF LIGHTNING. Mordant turns to Goldar.", "The ooze SLITHERS AND GURGLES ACROSS THE FLOOR, once again\nIVAN RISES UP. He takes in the state-of-the-art surroundings.", "ZEDD\n I am Lord Zedd, sworn enemy of\n all that is good and decent. It\n is a supreme honor to finally\n meet you.\n\nIvan gives a slight bow.", "He does a ridiculous mock salute. Bulk and Skull repeat it.\n\n BULK AND SKULL\n OOZE RULES !" ], [ "78 INT. COMMAND CENTER - NIGHT 78\n\nThe Rangers MATERIALIZE in the Command Center with their\nhelmets off.", "130 INT. COMMAND CENTER - DAY 130\n\nThe Rangers are gathered around Zordon, holding their helmets\nin their hands.", "The Rangers climb a mountain path, all of them looking alarmed.\nUp ahead, there's a PILLAR OF BLACK SMOKE rising from the\nCommand Center.", "The Rangers literally beam. Alpha holds up a camera.\n\n ALPHA 5\n Everybody say cheese.", "RANGERS\n MORPHENOMENAL!!\n\n\n128 INT. COMMAND CENTER 128\n\nAlpha LEAPS for joy.", "TOMMY\n It's our only hope.\n\nAlpha shakes his head, punches in the final codes.\n\n ALPHA\n Safe journey, Rangers!", "ALPHA 5\n By bouncing ultra-high\n frequencies off one of the\n network satellites, I can send a\n long-range pulsar signal to\n within TWO FEET of the Rangers\n coordinates.", "54G INT. COMMAND CENTER - NIGHT (OLD SC 54E) 54G\n\nAlpha fusses over Zordon, who is looking a good ten years older.", "Suddenly, there's an EXPLOSION OF ELECTRICAL ACTIVITY and the\nRangers watch, stunned, as their COSTUMES DE-MATERIALIZE and", "The Rangers are side by side, each of them handling different\ncontrols.\n\n BILLY\n ACTIVATING NINJA MEGAZORD BATTLE\n MODE!", "ALPHA 5 works frantically amidst the array of computer\nbanks while ZORDON looks on from his COLUMN OF LIGHT.\n\nThe six Rangers MATERIALIZE, Tommy turns to Zordon.", "ZORDON\n ... We must try to communicate\n with them.\n\nAlpha looks out over the decimated Command Center.", "The Rangers stand there with stunned expressions. Dulcea looks\nto Tommy.\n\n DULCEA\n How did this happen?!", "Dulcea leads the kids through a circular opening in one\nwall, all of them look completely wiped out. She reaches an\nornate doorway, faces the Rangers.", "PULL BACK TO REVEAL A CAFE.\n\nThe Rangers are at a table -- Tommy is teaching Fred martial arts\nmoves.", "32E INT. COMMAND CENTER - DAY\n\nAlpha works frantically hitting buttons and levers.", "POWER.\n \nWe hear a RUMBLING SOUND as the earth starts to SHAKE. The\nRangers look to each other, horrified.", "127 INT. MEGAZORD COCKPIT 127\n\nThe Rangers all throw their hands up in triumph.", "FRED\n Awesome! Ryan's Comet is passing\n over in two days!\n\nThe other Rangers approach.\n\n AISHA\n Who's up for lunch?", "All the Rangers spring awake. As they get out from under their\nblankets they're shocked to discover that they're all wearing\nNinjetti costumes with animal symbols on their chest." ], [ "They disperse and yank their rip-cords. The sky BURSTS TO LIFE\nWITH SIX BLOSSOMING PARACHUTES -- white, pink, blue, yellow ,\nred and black in color.", "Bulk and Skull watch wide-eyed as she BACK-FLIPS\nout of the plane.\n\n\n3 EXT. SKY - DAY", "BULK and SKULL push their way through the Rangers, decked\nin bizarre skydiving regalia, topped off by World War II\nleather caps and aviator goggles.", "Now Dulcea does the impossible. She LEAPS OFF THE ROCK, SOARS\nFIFTY FEET through the air, AND LANDS on another protruding\nrock. Tommy is stunned.", "Everybody watches with dumbfounded expressions as Tommy SAILS\nIN ON HIS AIR BOARD AND SLIDES INTO DEAD CENTER. He spreads\nhis arms wide.", "The Rangers continue scouring the sky as BILLY COMES FLYING.\n\n BILLY\n WHOAAAAAAHHHH!!!", "He spreads his arms out, LEAPS... and DROPS LIKE A ROCK\nexploding into THE BLACK WATER.", "Bulk and Skull swagger to the door and open it - the ground\nis a dizzying distance below. They swallow hard.", "SKULL\n Ditto for the Swooping Swallow.\n\nThe Rangers exchange amused looks. Aisha gestures to them\n\n AISHA\n Lead on, flyboys.", "They look to one another and a moment of pure magic passes\nbetween them. It's not usual the exhilaration of flight they're\nsharing, it s the exhilaration of togetherness, of being part\nof a team.", "SKULL\n That's gotta be an eighty foot\n drop!\n \n KID #3\n Whadda we do?!", "FAMILIES eat hot dogs and cotton candy at a huge fundraiser .\nA large banner proclaims \"SAVE THE OBSERVATORY.\" We see", "Tommy leads them up a plywood ramp -- they LAUNCH TEN FEET\nTHROUGH THE AIR, PULLING OFF HAIR-RAISING FREE STYLE MOVES THEN", "The Queen FIRES ANOTHER BLAST.\n\n ROCKY\n LOOK OUT!\n\nRocky DIVES, knocking Aisha away from the bolt.", "BULK AND SKULL\n YEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!\n\n6 EXT. SKY - DAY", "FRED\n Come on! Come on!\n\nThe parents are now five feet from the drop off.\nBulk turns the key again and the engine starts up.", "DOZENS OF KIDS Ranging in age from eight to seventeen, are swarming\nBulk and Skull, who have set up a booth with a large banner\nthat reads: \"FREE OOZE!\"", "The six Power Rangers, TOMMY, KIMBERLY, BILLY, AISHA, ADAM and\nROCKY sport sleek sky diving suits, parachute packs and", "SKULL\n Be the swallow. Be the\n swallow...\n\nThey take deep breaths then CHARGE THE DOOR.", "4. Tommy stands on the protruding rock again, spreads high\n like a falcon, SOARS THROUGH THE AIR. He gets about ten feet\n then DROPS INTO THE WATER." ], [ "We see a BRILLIANT COMET BLAZING straight toward us!\n\n BILLY\n IMPACT IN FIFTEEN SECONDS!", "BILLY\n I'll be at the Observatory\n Sunday.\n \n ERNIE\n That's right - Ryan's Comet.", "FRED\n Awesome! Ryan's Comet is passing\n over in two days!\n\nThe other Rangers approach.\n\n AISHA\n Who's up for lunch?", "BILLY\n 009843... 42... 41! WE'RE IN\n ALIGNMENT!\n\n ROCKY\n THERE'S THE COMET!", "BILLY\n It's passing over earth as we\n speak!\n (reading screen)\n Trajectory coordinates are\n 009843.", "The COLORED STREAKS OF LIGHT SHOOT THROUGH THE COSMOS,\nheading down toward the planet, PHAEDOS. It's emerald\ngreen with two radiant golden circles around it.", "BILLY\n Ryan's Comet!!\n\n KIMBERLY\n What about it?\n\nBiily punches information into a keyboard.", "BILLY\n THREE DEGREES OFF THE COMETS\n TRAJECTORY!\n\n ROCKY\n GIVE IT EVERYTHING WE'VE GOT!", "DULCEA\n Look closer.\n \n TOMMY\n ... A falcon?\n\n DULCEA\n Tommy, you are the Falcon, Winged\n Lord of the Sky.", "126 EXT. OUTER SPACE 126\n\nMegazord WINGS OUT OF THE WAY as the COMET BLASTS STRAIGHT TOWARD\nIVAN/COLOSSUS.", "They silently assemble in a line, all of them interlock:\nhands. They face the Monolith with fire in their eyes.\n\n BILLY\n I am the wolf, cunning and swift!", "ADAM\n Billy, that's BRILLIANT!\n\n KIMBERLY\n\n BILLY\n We get Ivan into the Comets PATH--", "In the last second, he see the HURTLING ORB.\n\n IVAN/COLOSSUS\n NOOOOOOOOOOOOUOOOO!!!!", "ROCKY\n We should throw a little comet\n shindig.\n\n ADAM\n Any excuse for a party.\n\nAisha reacts to something off screen.", "Dulcea approaches, a wondrous expression on her face.\n\n DULCEA\n You have been visited by the\n animal spirits... they have given\n you their blessing.", "And now Kimberly. She studies hers for a moment. It looks\nlike a bird.\n\n KIMBERLY\n I think its some kind of bird.", "IVAN\n Do you have any idea what it's\n like to be cooped up in a rotten\n egg for six thousand years? It's", "BULK\n The earth was hurtling toward us\n at seven hundred miles per hour,\n and we knew at that moment that\n we were facing death straight in\n the eye.", "28 EXT. EARTH - NIGHT 28\n\nWe see the SIX COLORED STREAKS BLAST away from earth and SHOOT\nPAST the moon.", "They remove their hands -- they're filled with sand.\n\n AISHA\n Wow. Sand.\n\n DULCEA\n Now tell me... what do you see?" ], [ "Bulk turns to Skull, holds out his arms.\n\n BULK\n SKULL!!\n\n SKULL\n BULK!!", "Skull ducks and Bulk gets SPLATTERED in the face. Bulk glares at\nSkull, wipes some goop off, FLICKS it at Skull.", "Bulk and Skull rotate into frame. Now, facing straight down --\nthey FALL INTO CAMERA, CLINGING TO EACH OTHER DESPERATELY", "He does a ridiculous mock salute. Bulk and Skull repeat it.\n\n BULK AND SKULL\n OOZE RULES !", "At the edge, Fred discreetly approaches Bulk and Skull.", "THE HIGH BRANCHES.past a large tree as Bulk and Skull DROP INTO\nFRAME", "BULK and SKULL push their way through the Rangers, decked\nin bizarre skydiving regalia, topped off by World War II\nleather caps and aviator goggles.", "Fred, Bulk, Skull and the entourage of kids come rushing toward\nthe construction site. They can see the parents heading toward\nthe drop off.\n\n FRED\n There they are!", "Fred, Bulk, Skull and the hundreds of kids CHEER WILDLY.\nWe hear: \"Right on!\", \"All right Power Rangers!\", \"Awesome!\"", "Bulk and Skull run a booth. A banner screams \"OOZE RULES\". \nKids crowd around.\n\n BULK\n Here you go! No pushing!", "SKULL\n We could smell it's breath.\n\nErnie moves off after Bulk and Skull. Tommy's wrist\ncommunicator BEEPS. The kids exchange glances than look for a\nprivate area.", "He hurries off. A few follow him, then a few more... until\npretty soon everybody joins him. Bulk and Skull share a look.\n\n SKULL", "BULK\n There goes the neighborhood.\n\n SKULL\n A real shame.\n\nSuddenly Fred appears and shouts out.", "SKULL\n Bulk... why don't we give Mr.\n Peep here a chance to think it\n over?\n\n BULK \n A stellar idea, Skull.", "Bulk and Skull step aside, Aisha LAUNCHES herself.\n\nThe others follow through the opening with flair.\n\n ROCKY\n Stylin!", "Ernie's is packed with crazed kids and teenagers who are\nripping the place apart.\n\nBulk and Skull watch while gorging themselves on pizza.", "BULK AND SKULL\n YEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!\n\n6 EXT. SKY - DAY", "Bulk and Skull watch wide-eyed as she BACK-FLIPS\nout of the plane.\n\n\n3 EXT. SKY - DAY", "FRED\n Can I have a word with you guys?\n (he pulls them aside)\n What's really going on here?!\n Where are everybody's parents?\n\nBulk and Skull exchange a look.", "SKULL\n I understand you're looking for\n a few new assistants.\n\nBulk does a G.Q. stance." ], [ "Bulk turns to Skull, holds out his arms.\n\n BULK\n SKULL!!\n\n SKULL\n BULK!!", "Fred, Bulk, Skull and the entourage of kids come rushing toward\nthe construction site. They can see the parents heading toward\nthe drop off.\n\n FRED\n There they are!", "BULK\n There goes the neighborhood.\n\n SKULL\n A real shame.\n\nSuddenly Fred appears and shouts out.", "Skull ducks and Bulk gets SPLATTERED in the face. Bulk glares at\nSkull, wipes some goop off, FLICKS it at Skull.", "Bulk and Skull run a booth. A banner screams \"OOZE RULES\". \nKids crowd around.\n\n BULK\n Here you go! No pushing!", "SKULL\n They're at the World Center\n Construction Site.\n\nFred nods.\n\n FRED\n Uh. OOZE RULES!", "At the edge, Fred discreetly approaches Bulk and Skull.", "He does a ridiculous mock salute. Bulk and Skull repeat it.\n\n BULK AND SKULL\n OOZE RULES !", "Bulk and Skull rotate into frame. Now, facing straight down --\nthey FALL INTO CAMERA, CLINGING TO EACH OTHER DESPERATELY", "Bulk and Skull exchange apprehensive looks.\n\n SKULL\n Uh... that's classified, top\n secret, confidential, undercover\n information.", "BULK and SKULL push their way through the Rangers, decked\nin bizarre skydiving regalia, topped off by World War II\nleather caps and aviator goggles.", "SKULL\n We could smell it's breath.\n\nErnie moves off after Bulk and Skull. Tommy's wrist\ncommunicator BEEPS. The kids exchange glances than look for a\nprivate area.", "SKULL\n Bulk... why don't we give Mr.\n Peep here a chance to think it\n over?\n\n BULK \n A stellar idea, Skull.", "BULK AND SKULL\n YEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!\n\n6 EXT. SKY - DAY", "He hurries off. A few follow him, then a few more... until\npretty soon everybody joins him. Bulk and Skull share a look.\n\n SKULL", "SKULL\n I understand you're looking for\n a few new assistants.\n\nBulk does a G.Q. stance.", "Bulk and Skull lower the sunglasses and take a good look\nIvan. Both of them swallow hard.", "Bulk and Skull enter waving a \"help wanted\" flier. Both\nthem are wearing their garish blazers and dark sunglasses.", "THE HIGH BRANCHES.past a large tree as Bulk and Skull DROP INTO\nFRAME", "Fred, Bulk, Skull and the hundreds of kids CHEER WILDLY.\nWe hear: \"Right on!\", \"All right Power Rangers!\", \"Awesome!\"" ], [ "AISHA\n Anybody see anything?\n\n TOMMY\n ... Let's take a look over there.\n\nThey advance up a slope -- the egg comes into view.", "IVAN\n Do you have any idea what it's\n like to be cooped up in a rotten\n egg for six thousand years? It's", "ROCKY (alarmed)\n It looks like it's been opened!\n\nThe kids get close to the egg, looking it over with\nfascination. Suddenly a hand falls on Aisha.", "Suddenly a PURPLE STEAM POURS from the opening. And now\nsomething really amazing happens. ..\n\nA menacing STONE CLAW RISES UP, CRADLING A HUGE STONE", "Barricades and police tape surround the egg. A SECURITY GUARD\npasses his sleeping CO-WORKER, drops into a chair, sips his\ncoffee.", "Mordant GRUMBLES under his breath. Meanwhile, Zedd aims is\nstaff at the chamber and BURSTS a blast of energy. The egg", "Goldar is oblivious. Zedd, stands reverently before the\nglowing egg shape.\n\n ZEDD\n After two thousand years of\n searching... I have finally\n found you.", "And now Kimberly. She studies hers for a moment. It looks\nlike a bird.\n\n KIMBERLY\n I think its some kind of bird.", "Now the most amazing thing happens. The figure RISES TO FULL\nHEIGHT OF SIX FEET, while simultaneously shedding it's robe.", "Kimberly lifts out an EEL-LIKE CREATURE, and watches it SQUIRM\nbetween her fingers.\n\n KIMBERLY\n Mine seems to be a little\n undercooked.", "Now a FROG HOPS through the air and lands inches away from\nAdam. The frog sits there a moment, it's THROAT THROBBING", "There's a FLURRY OF FLAPPING WINGS as a FALCON SWOOPS DOWN and\nlands on a rock directly above Tommy. The bird fixes on Tommy\nwith its piercing eyes.", "Dulcea and Tommy are standing on a towering rock rising out of\na dark lake.\n\n DULCEA\n The falcon never struggles with\n the air, but rather becomes one\n with it.", "The embers cast an orange glow on Kimberly's sleeping face \nA SHADOW moves over her and two CRANE LEGS step into frame.", "DULCEA\n Adam, you are the Frog, quick as\n lightning.\n\nAnd finally, Tommy.\n\n TOMMY\n It's... an eagle?", "They remove their hands -- they're filled with sand.\n\n AISHA\n Wow. Sand.\n\n DULCEA\n Now tell me... what do you see?", "IVAN\n Put a cork in it \"Z\" . Ten\n minutes out of the egg and I'm\n already listening to one of your", "Dulcea approaches, a wondrous expression on her face.\n\n DULCEA\n You have been visited by the\n animal spirits... they have given\n you their blessing.", "He stretches his sinewy arms, releases an enormous YAWN, puts\nhis hands on his head, CRACKS it.\n\n IVAN\n Ahhhhhhhh.", "Adam and one of the Tengu circle each other warily.\n\n ADAM\n The frog silently assesses its\n target, then strikes out..." ], [ "ALPHA 5\n Zordon... he's gone.\n\nThe Rangers are too stunned to speak. They approach Zordon's\nlifeless form looking absolutely devastated.", "ALPHA 5\n By bouncing ultra-high\n frequencies off one of the\n network satellites, I can send a\n long-range pulsar signal to\n within TWO FEET of the Rangers\n coordinates.", "ALPHA 5 works frantically amidst the array of computer\nbanks while ZORDON looks on from his COLUMN OF LIGHT.\n\nThe six Rangers MATERIALIZE, Tommy turns to Zordon.", "ALPHA 5\n It's far too dangerous. Zordon\n would never allow it.\n\n AISHA\n If we don't try, Zordon won't\n survive!", "ALPHA 5\n Ay, yi, yi! The Rangers are\n going to be CRUSHED!\n\n ZORDON\n Don't lose hope yet, Alpha!", "We hear Alpha on Tommy's wrist communicator.\n\n ALPHA 5 (V. 0.)\n Rangers, call for your new animal\n Zords!", "ZORDON\n ... Alpha, I am deeply concerned\n about the Rangers...\n\n ALPHA 5\n I told them it was too dangerous,\n but they wouldn't listen.", "ALPHA 5\n Ay, yi, yi, yi!\n\nZordon speaks in a whisper.\n\n ZORDON\n ... Alpha, keep trying!", "ALPHA 5\n There is one problem. I only\n have enough reserve to send you\n Phaedos... I can't bring you\n back.", "ALPHA 5\n Rangers... I'm afraid you're too\n late.\n\n AISHA\n What?!", "The Rangers literally beam. Alpha holds up a camera.\n\n ALPHA 5\n Everybody say cheese.", "ALPHA 5\n ... They say that somewhere\n beyond the Hyperion Constellation\n there exists a mythological power\n that is beyond all comprehension.", "ZORDON\n Rangers, you must act swiftly.\n The planet is in GRAVE danger!\n\n KIMBERLY\n Danger from what?", "ALPHA 5\n This is an emergency reserve of\n morphonic emissions. It should\n be enough to get -you there.\n\nHe approaches a damaged panel, loads in the vile.", "54G INT. COMMAND CENTER - NIGHT (OLD SC 54E) 54G\n\nAlpha fusses over Zordon, who is looking a good ten years older.", "ZORDON\n Alpha, my sensors tell me the\n Rangers were too late! Ivan is\n on his way here!", "Alpha keys in coordinates.\n\n ALPHA 5\n You're sure you want to do this?!\n The Rangers share purposeful looks.", "ALPHA 5\n HOORAY, POWER RANGERS!!\n\n\n129 INT. SNOW GLOBE / ZEDD'S PALACE 129", "ALPHA 5\n ... Perhaps there is a way... I\n have heard tales of another\n power.\n\n ADAM\n What?!", "ALPHA 5\n In a place that came to be known\n as Angel Grove." ], [ "Zedd and Rita are now half-buried in snow, both of them blue in\nthe face. As usual, Rita is ranting away.", "Rita blushes.\n \n RITA\n He's so cute.\n\nZedd flashes her an angry look, turns back to Ivan.", "Zedd, Rita and their minions are inside Zedd's dark palace\nGoldar looks through Rita's telescope as Rita rants.", "Rita and Zedd both look immensely pleased.\n\n ZEDD\n That was a CHEAP shot!", "Mordant moves to a snow-globe on the table, his mouth falling \nopen. Zedd and Rita are INSIDE IT!!", "As if in response, the ooze BOILS AND FROTHS. Zedd and Rita\nare too busy arguing to notice this.", "115 INT. SNOW GLOBE / ZEDD'S PALACE 115\n\nZedd and Rita continue watching the battle from the snow globe.", "He ZAPS Rita and Zedd, and with a BRILLIANT FLASH, THEY'RE GONE.", "RITA\n Rrgh mmffpprr brghuh!!\n\n ZEDD\n How dare you?! Nobody shuts up\n Rita but me!", "The CAMERA MOVES IN on Zedd's ominous palace which rises up out\nof the tortured landscape. Zedd, Rita, Mordant and Goldar are\nstanding on the balcony.", "Zedd and Rita finally notice Ivan, standing with his lips\napart, revealing jagged teeth, one of which is made of\nGLISTENING SILVER.", "RITA\n Now we go out on the town. First\n dinner, then dancing, then --\n\nBZZWAPP!! The foursome DE-MATERIALIZE.", "Mordant GRUMBLES under his breath. Meanwhile, Zedd aims is\nstaff at the chamber and BURSTS a blast of energy. The egg", "KAPOW -- Zedd and Rita APPEAR BACK IN ZEDD'S PALACE IN ORIGINAL\nSIZE, both of them still covered in snow.", "RITA\n Do you know what it's like to be\n stuck in a BLIZZARD FOR TWO\n DAYS?!\n\n MORDANT\n ... Cold?", "Rita and Zedd chase Mordant and Goldar around the palac\nBLASTING them with their staffs.\n\n GOLDAR\n What'd we do?!", "The rats chase after Saba as he heads into a water-slicked\narea. There's a large power cable running across it. Once", "Dulcea leads the kids through a circular opening in one\nwall, all of them look completely wiped out. She reaches an\nornate doorway, faces the Rangers.", "Zedd and Rita react as they see Ivan/Colossus and Megazord\nshooting out into the stars.\n\n RITA\n It's Ivan and the Megazord!!", "There's a BLEET, BLEET -- emergency lights start FLASHING near\nthe entrance. Alpha watches, forlorn, as OOZE SEEPS through\nthe hairline cracks in the door." ], [ "Dulcea leads the kids through a circular opening in one\nwall, all of them look completely wiped out. She reaches an\nornate doorway, faces the Rangers.", "She moves off - the Rangers just stand there staring at each\nother.\n\n DULCEA\n Let' s go.", "The Rangers are silent for a moment.\n\n DULCEA\n He was always an inspiration...\n\nDulcea speaks with grim-visaged intensity.", "Dulcea leads Snoggle and the Rangers up a stone path. They\napproach a bush filled with exotic berries. All of them start\neating the berries.", "Dulcea's eyes move from Ranger to Ranger.\n\n DULCEA\n It is said that to those who\n possess the Power... all things\n are possible.", "The Rangers move through foreboding jungle terrain, their ears\nalert to all the UNEARTHLY SOUNDS around them. Tommy watches\nKimberly, who seems to be lost in thought.", "Dulcea catches her hand and six Rangers put their hands on top\nof hers.", "Now Dulcea does the impossible. She LEAPS OFF THE ROCK, SOARS\nFIFTY FEET through the air, AND LANDS on another protruding\nrock. Tommy is stunned.", "The Rangers stand there with stunned expressions. Dulcea looks\nto Tommy.\n\n DULCEA\n How did this happen?!", "Dulcea and the Rangers are gathered around a bird-bath stand\nwith FLAMES leaping out of it.", "Dulcea approaches, a wondrous expression on her face.\n\n DULCEA\n You have been visited by the\n animal spirits... they have given\n you their blessing.", "BILLY\n ... Not bad.\n \n TOMMY\n Listen, we appreciate your\n hospitality, but we really don't\n have much time.\n\nDulcea looks to Tommy.", "The kids strain to get a better look.\n\n DULCEA\n This is as far as I can take you.\n\nThe kids are thrown by this.", "The Rangers quickly follow her through the brush Aisha turns\nto Kimberly, speaks under her breath.\n\n AISHA\n Kind of bossy, isn't she?", "The group reaches the crest of a ridge -- off in the background\nwe can see the outline of the Nathadian Monolith.\n\n DULCEA\n The Monolith is there in the\n distance.", "The Rangers climb a mountain path, all of them looking alarmed.\nUp ahead, there's a PILLAR OF BLACK SMOKE rising from the\nCommand Center.", "Dulcea and Billy circle one another, fighting with spinning \nWHISTLING sticks.\n\nDulcea is blindfolded, Billy isn't.", "The Rangers continue to admire their symbols in silent wonder.\n\n55G EXT. DULCEA'S GARDEN / PHAEDOS - MORNING (OLD SC 55E) 55G", "AISHA\n That's pretty bad.\n\n TOMMY\n Thank you, Dulcea. For\n everything.", "2. Billy and Dulcea continue to fight with whistling sticks.\n Billy is starting to get the hang of it. He hits Dulcea a few\n times, then she CLOBBERS him." ], [ "DULCEA\n Rocky, you are the Mighty Ape.\n\nWe see each of them DISCOVER THEIR ANIMAL.", "BILLY\n Not the brightest of beasts.\n\nRocky is now up in the scaffolding. He DROPS TEN FEET through\nthe air, LANDS ON ONE END OF A BOARD.", "ROCKY\n ... The Nathadian Monolith...\n\nKimberly looks at all the bones -- instinctively puts her hand\non her animal symbol.", "Dulcea and Rocky are standing at the bottom of a twenty foot pole\nwith an exotic oriental carving\n\n DULCEA\n The ape is strong, but more\n importantly it is flexible and\n free.", "ROCKY\n Here goes!\n\nIt starts SCURRYING UPWARD. He gets about fifteen feet in the\nair, loses his grip, PLUMMETS AND SLAMS TO THE GROUND.", "There's a FLURRY OF FLAPPING WINGS as a FALCON SWOOPS DOWN and\nlands on a rock directly above Tommy. The bird fixes on Tommy\nwith its piercing eyes.", "ADAM\n I am the frog, quick as\n lightning!\n\n ROCKY\n I am the mighty ape!", "Dulcea turns to Rocky. His sand MAGICALLY TAKES ON THE SHAPE\nOF AN APE.\n\n ROCKY\n I see... an Ape.", "Dulcea approaches, a wondrous expression on her face.\n\n DULCEA\n You have been visited by the\n animal spirits... they have given\n you their blessing.", "ROCKY\n He's gone. \n\nThe RATS ATTACK!\n\n ADAM\n Let's take these beasts!!", "Rocky picks up a two-by-four and starts SPARRING with another\nrat.", "As Rocky is talking, a flubbery looking SNOUT works it's way\nover Kimberly's shoulder. She hasn't noticed it yet.", "DULCEA\n Adam, you are the Frog, quick as\n lightning.\n\nAnd finally, Tommy.\n\n TOMMY\n It's... an eagle?", "ROCKY\n Who is this lady?\n\nNow she SLIDES DOWN like a firewoman, drops beside Rocky. He\ntakes hold of the pole, focuses for a moment.", "ROCKY (V. O.)\n These things are FEROCIOUS!\n\nThe Bear Zord CHARGES HORNITOR and the two Mastodons go\nCRASHING BACKWARD.", "BILLY\n I see... a fox\n\n DULCEA\n Close. Billy, you are the Wolf,\n cunning and swift.", "Rocky takes a deep breath, goes into a crouch position.\nIncredibly he SCALES THE WALL IN THE SAME WAY HE WENT UP THE", "Rocky fights another beast and the creature SWINGS\nUP THROUGH SCAFFOLDING with phenomenal dexterity. Rocky goes\nafter him.\n\n TOMMY\n SABA SABER?", "And now Kimberly. She studies hers for a moment. It looks\nlike a bird.\n\n KIMBERLY\n I think its some kind of bird.", "ROCKY\n TYRANNOSAURUS!\n\n ADAM\n MASTODON!\n\n AISHA\n SABER TOOTH TIGER!" ], [ "IVAN\n Ah yes, the RANGERS!!!\n\nHe makes a HOARKING SOUND then SPITS OOZE ONTO THE FLOOR,", "IVAN (hissing)\n I will not only destroy him, I\n will OBLITERATE his entire being.\n It will be like Zordon\n of Eltare never EXISTED!", "Now Ivan begins to THROW LIGHTNING EVERYWHERE, LAYING\nTHE COMMAND CENTER TO WASTE.", "IVAN\n How could you let them get away?!\n If Dulcea leads them to the Great\n Power, everything will be ruined!\n They must be OBLITERATED!", "IVAN\n Tengu Warriors, you will fly to\n Phaedos, find the Power\n Rangers... and TEAR THEM APART!", "IVAN\n Power Rangers, huh? So Zordon is\n still using a bunch of rug-rats\n to do his dirty work. And\n speaking of rats...", "MORDANT\n That's right. And then we threw\n one of them off a mountain and\n another one into a raqing river!\n\n IVAN\n So they've been destroyed?", "IVAN\n From this moment forth, the world\n as you know it SHALL CEASE TO\n EXIST!\n\nIvan raises his arms -- thunder CRACKLES and LIGHTNING RIPS\nACROSS THE SKY.", "Ivan/Scorpitron takes a swing and the TOWER SMASHES INTO\nMONORAIL, SHATTERING A TWENTY FOOT SECTION OF AN OVERPASS", "ZORDON\n Alpha, my sensors tell me the\n Rangers were too late! Ivan is\n on his way here!", "Ivan raises his hands and the sparks DISAPPEAR.\n\n IVAN\n My turn.", "IVAN\n And now, finally, I have the\n strength to DESTROY your pathetic\n powers FOREVER!!\n\n ZORDON\n YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!", "Mordant waves Ivan off.\n\n MORDANT\n Oh, it couldn't've gone better.\n The Power Rangers didn't know\n what hit them .", "ROCKY\n We've got news for you, Ivan...\n\n TOMMY\n The Power Rangers are BACK IN\n BUSINESS!!\n\nThey TELEPORT out.", "BULK and SKULL push their way through the Rangers, decked\nin bizarre skydiving regalia, topped off by World War II\nleather caps and aviator goggles.", "Now Ivan/Colossus goes to town on Megazord. WHOMP! THWACK!\nCRUNCH! He SMASHES the machine mercilessly.", "IVAN/COLOSSUS RIGHT IN THE GROIN.", "The Rangers climb a mountain path, all of them looking alarmed.\nUp ahead, there's a PILLAR OF BLACK SMOKE rising from the\nCommand Center.", "IVAN\n LIFE!! Give my creatures LIFE!\n\nMordant admires Ivan.\n\n MORDANT\n This guy is the King!", "We hear a VOCIFEROUS SISSING SOUND, but we can't see where it's\ncoming from. - Suddenly the six Rangers come SCREAMING AROUND A" ], [ "REPORTER\n We're here at the World Center\n Construction Site, where a\n mysterious object was just\n uncovered in a freak accident in\n which one workman suffered minor\n injuries...", "The bulldozers and earth movers have dug out a twenty foot pit.\nIVAN leads Goldar and Mordant through the site, passing dozens\nof laboring parents.", "A PURPLE HAZE OF SMOKE has settled on the construction site.\nSuddenly, mysteriously, SWARMS OF ZOMBIFIED PARENTS emerge from\nthe vapors - We see Mr. Kelman amongst them.", "They're surrounded by rock piles, pools of water and a plethora\nof building supplies. Billy looks down at the mud puddle he's\nstanding in.", "11A EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - DAY 11A\n\nA T.V. REPORTER is talking into camera.", "SKULL\n They're at the World Center\n Construction Site.\n\nFred nods.\n\n FRED\n Uh. OOZE RULES!", "BILLY\n Remind me to have a word with\n Alpha about his teleporting\n calculations.\n\nThey survey the construction site for a moment.", "ANGLE ON FRED as he darts through the construction site, taking\ncare not to be seen. He hunkers down behind a stack of\ntwo-by-fours, searches the area. He spots his dad, speaks under\nhis breath.", "These words strike deep in the kids.\n\n59 EXT. INNER CITY CONSTRUCTION SITE - DAY 59", "We see the reporter then a few cuts of GEOLOGISTS combing the\nsite with scanning equipment and COPS sealing off the area with\nyellow tape.", "TOMMY (barely audible)\n ... what happened here?...\n\nAdam spots Alpha's arm protruding from a mound of rubble.", "They remove their hands -- they're filled with sand.\n\n AISHA\n Wow. Sand.\n\n DULCEA\n Now tell me... what do you see?", "CONSTRUCTION WORKER # 1\n ... I'll be damned.\n\nAs though drawn by it's power, he moves to touch it.", "As they shoot across the concrete, the CAMERA PUSHES IN on:\n\n10 EXT. INNER CITY CONSTtZUCTION SITE - DAY 10", "20 CONTINUED: (2) 20\n\nThey pass a bulldozer, some scaffolding\n\n ADAM\n Hold it...", "TWO MORE CONSTRUCTION WORKERS have joined the first, all of\nthem look on in amazement.", "Mr. Kelman just gives Fred a blank stare.\n\n MR. KELMAN\n Dig... dig... dig...\n\nSuddenly an ARM FALLS ON FRED'S SHOULDER.", "Suddenly a PURPLE STEAM POURS from the opening. And now\nsomething really amazing happens. ..\n\nA menacing STONE CLAW RISES UP, CRADLING A HUGE STONE", "AISHA\n Anybody see anything?\n\n TOMMY\n ... Let's take a look over there.\n\nThey advance up a slope -- the egg comes into view.", "11 EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - SHORT TIME LATER 11" ], [ "IVAN\n Do you have any idea what it's\n like to be cooped up in a rotten\n egg for six thousand years? It's", "ROCKY (alarmed)\n It looks like it's been opened!\n\nThe kids get close to the egg, looking it over with\nfascination. Suddenly a hand falls on Aisha.", "AISHA\n Anybody see anything?\n\n TOMMY\n ... Let's take a look over there.\n\nThey advance up a slope -- the egg comes into view.", "Suddenly a PURPLE STEAM POURS from the opening. And now\nsomething really amazing happens. ..\n\nA menacing STONE CLAW RISES UP, CRADLING A HUGE STONE", "Mordant GRUMBLES under his breath. Meanwhile, Zedd aims is\nstaff at the chamber and BURSTS a blast of energy. The egg", "Barricades and police tape surround the egg. A SECURITY GUARD\npasses his sleeping CO-WORKER, drops into a chair, sips his\ncoffee.", "He stretches his sinewy arms, releases an enormous YAWN, puts\nhis hands on his head, CRACKS it.\n\n IVAN\n Ahhhhhhhh.", "Goldar is oblivious. Zedd, stands reverently before the\nglowing egg shape.\n\n ZEDD\n After two thousand years of\n searching... I have finally\n found you.", "And now Kimberly. She studies hers for a moment. It looks\nlike a bird.\n\n KIMBERLY\n I think its some kind of bird.", "Kimberly lifts out an EEL-LIKE CREATURE, and watches it SQUIRM\nbetween her fingers.\n\n KIMBERLY\n Mine seems to be a little\n undercooked.", "DULCEA\n Adam, you are the Frog, quick as\n lightning.\n\nAnd finally, Tommy.\n\n TOMMY\n It's... an eagle?", "One rat CRACKS IT'S TAIL like a whip, KNOCKING Adam to\nthe ground.\n\nAnother rat gets Kimberly in a bear hug and she makes a\nface.", "Instantly, the remaining Tengu retreat, SQUAWKING and CAWWING in\nrage. The kids turn to eaeh other, sharing in a moment of triumph.\n\n ADAM\n WE DID IT!!", "IVAN\n Put a cork in it \"Z\" . Ten\n minutes out of the egg and I'm\n already listening to one of your", "TOMMY\n And how do we release the power?\n\n DULCEA\n The legend goes that you release\n the power with the power.", "DULCEA\n Kimberly, you are the Crane,\n agile and sublime.\n\nNow Adam.\n\n ADAM\n That's gotta be a frog.", "The ooze SLITHERS AND GURGLES ACROSS THE FLOOR, once again\nIVAN RISES UP. He takes in the state-of-the-art surroundings.", "Now a FROG HOPS through the air and lands inches away from\nAdam. The frog sits there a moment, it's THROAT THROBBING", "DULCEA\n Look closer.\n \n TOMMY\n ... A falcon?\n\n DULCEA\n Tommy, you are the Falcon, Winged\n Lord of the Sky.", "Now the most amazing thing happens. The figure RISES TO FULL\nHEIGHT OF SIX FEET, while simultaneously shedding it's robe." ], [ "ALPHA 5\n Zordon... he's gone.\n\nThe Rangers are too stunned to speak. They approach Zordon's\nlifeless form looking absolutely devastated.", "ALPHA 5 works frantically amidst the array of computer\nbanks while ZORDON looks on from his COLUMN OF LIGHT.\n\nThe six Rangers MATERIALIZE, Tommy turns to Zordon.", "We hear Alpha on Tommy's wrist communicator.\n\n ALPHA 5 (V. 0.)\n Rangers, call for your new animal\n Zords!", "ALPHA 5\n By bouncing ultra-high\n frequencies off one of the\n network satellites, I can send a\n long-range pulsar signal to\n within TWO FEET of the Rangers\n coordinates.", "ALPHA 5\n Ay, yi, yi! The Rangers are\n going to be CRUSHED!\n\n ZORDON\n Don't lose hope yet, Alpha!", "ZORDON\n ... Alpha, I am deeply concerned\n about the Rangers...\n\n ALPHA 5\n I told them it was too dangerous,\n but they wouldn't listen.", "The Rangers literally beam. Alpha holds up a camera.\n\n ALPHA 5\n Everybody say cheese.", "ALPHA 5\n Ay, yi, yi, yi!\n\nZordon speaks in a whisper.\n\n ZORDON\n ... Alpha, keep trying!", "ALPHA 5\n Rangers... I'm afraid you're too\n late.\n\n AISHA\n What?!", "ALPHA 5\n It's far too dangerous. Zordon\n would never allow it.\n\n AISHA\n If we don't try, Zordon won't\n survive!", "ALPHA 5 (V.O.)\n Rangers, we need you at the\n Command Center, L.R.N. !\n\nAisha gives Kimberly a puzzled look.", "ALPHA 5\n GO, Rangers! GO, Rangers! GO,\n Rangers! GO!\n\n83 INT. MEGAZORD COCKPIT 83", "54G INT. COMMAND CENTER - NIGHT (OLD SC 54E) 54G\n\nAlpha fusses over Zordon, who is looking a good ten years older.", "ALPHA 5\n In a place that came to be known\n as Angel Grove.", "Alpha 5, the noble master sought\n out six extraordinary teenagers\n and gave them the power to\n transform into an unstoppable", "ALPHA 5\n HE'S ALIVE! HE'S ALIVE!\n\n KIMBERLY\n We thought you...", "ZORDON\n Alpha, my sensors tell me the\n Rangers were too late! Ivan is\n on his way here!", "ALPHA 5\n HOORAY, POWER RANGERS!!\n\n\n129 INT. SNOW GLOBE / ZEDD'S PALACE 129", "ALPHA 5\n This is an emergency reserve of\n morphonic emissions. It should\n be enough to get -you there.\n\nHe approaches a damaged panel, loads in the vile.", "Alpha keys in coordinates.\n\n ALPHA 5\n You're sure you want to do this?!\n The Rangers share purposeful looks." ], [ "The Rangers are silent for a moment.\n\n DULCEA\n He was always an inspiration...\n\nDulcea speaks with grim-visaged intensity.", "Dulcea's eyes move from Ranger to Ranger.\n\n DULCEA\n It is said that to those who\n possess the Power... all things\n are possible.", "Dulcea approaches, a wondrous expression on her face.\n\n DULCEA\n You have been visited by the\n animal spirits... they have given\n you their blessing.", "Dulcea leads Snoggle and the Rangers up a stone path. They\napproach a bush filled with exotic berries. All of them start\neating the berries.", "She moves off - the Rangers just stand there staring at each\nother.\n\n DULCEA\n Let' s go.", "Dulcea leads the kids through a circular opening in one\nwall, all of them look completely wiped out. She reaches an\nornate doorway, faces the Rangers.", "AISHA\n That's pretty bad.\n\n TOMMY\n Thank you, Dulcea. For\n everything.", "Dulcea catches her hand and six Rangers put their hands on top\nof hers.", "DULCEA\n Each of you must reach deep\n within and draw upon your natural\n instincts... Only then will you", "2. Billy and Dulcea continue to fight with whistling sticks.\n Billy is starting to get the hang of it. He hits Dulcea a few\n times, then she CLOBBERS him.", "Dulcea and Billy circle one another, fighting with spinning \nWHISTLING sticks.\n\nDulcea is blindfolded, Billy isn't.", "Now Dulcea does the impossible. She LEAPS OFF THE ROCK, SOARS\nFIFTY FEET through the air, AND LANDS on another protruding\nrock. Tommy is stunned.", "DULCEA\n Look closer.\n \n TOMMY\n ... A falcon?\n\n DULCEA\n Tommy, you are the Falcon, Winged\n Lord of the Sky.", "The Rangers stand there with stunned expressions. Dulcea looks\nto Tommy.\n\n DULCEA\n How did this happen?!", "DULCEA\n I... am the sole living\n descendant of the \"Nathadians\".\n (beat)\n Now prepare yourselves for the\n most intense physical and mental\n training known to man and animal.", "DULCEA\n Rocky, you are the Mighty Ape.\n\nWe see each of them DISCOVER THEIR ANIMAL.", "DULCEA\n Aisha, you are the Bear, stalwart\n and bold.\n\n AISHA\n Stylin'!", "Dulcea and Rocky are standing at the bottom of a twenty foot pole\nwith an exotic oriental carving\n\n DULCEA\n The ape is strong, but more\n importantly it is flexible and\n free.", "TOMMY\n Dulcea... how do you and Zordon\n know each other?\n\n\nDulcea reminisces.", "Aisha watches as Dulcea goes into a bear stance.\n\n DULCEA\n The bear is sturdy as a towering\n tree. Nothing can uproot it." ], [ "The Rangers are silent for a moment.\n\n DULCEA\n He was always an inspiration...\n\nDulcea speaks with grim-visaged intensity.", "AISHA\n That's pretty bad.\n\n TOMMY\n Thank you, Dulcea. For\n everything.", "Dulcea approaches, a wondrous expression on her face.\n\n DULCEA\n You have been visited by the\n animal spirits... they have given\n you their blessing.", "2. Billy and Dulcea continue to fight with whistling sticks.\n Billy is starting to get the hang of it. He hits Dulcea a few\n times, then she CLOBBERS him.", "DULCEA\n Look closer.\n \n TOMMY\n ... A falcon?\n\n DULCEA\n Tommy, you are the Falcon, Winged\n Lord of the Sky.", "Now Dulcea does the impossible. She LEAPS OFF THE ROCK, SOARS\nFIFTY FEET through the air, AND LANDS on another protruding\nrock. Tommy is stunned.", "DULCEA\n I... am the sole living\n descendant of the \"Nathadians\".\n (beat)\n Now prepare yourselves for the\n most intense physical and mental\n training known to man and animal.", "Dulcea and Billy circle one another, fighting with spinning \nWHISTLING sticks.\n\nDulcea is blindfolded, Billy isn't.", "Dulcea and Rocky are standing at the bottom of a twenty foot pole\nwith an exotic oriental carving\n\n DULCEA\n The ape is strong, but more\n importantly it is flexible and\n free.", "TOMMY\n Dulcea... how do you and Zordon\n know each other?\n\n\nDulcea reminisces.", "DULCEA\n Each of you must reach deep\n within and draw upon your natural\n instincts... Only then will you", "BILLY\n ... Not bad.\n \n TOMMY\n Listen, we appreciate your\n hospitality, but we really don't\n have much time.\n\nDulcea looks to Tommy.", "Dulcea and Tommy are standing on a towering rock rising out of\na dark lake.\n\n DULCEA\n The falcon never struggles with\n the air, but rather becomes one\n with it.", "DULCEA\n Aisha, you are the Bear, stalwart\n and bold.\n\n AISHA\n Stylin'!", "DULCEA\n In the language of the\n Nathadians, \"Nin\" stands for\n \"man\", \"jetti\" stands for", "IVAN\n How could you let them get away?!\n If Dulcea leads them to the Great\n Power, everything will be ruined!\n They must be OBLITERATED!", "Aisha watches as Dulcea goes into a bear stance.\n\n DULCEA\n The bear is sturdy as a towering\n tree. Nothing can uproot it.", "Dulcea now SCRAMBLES UP THE POLE WITH THE NIMBLENESS OF A\nSPIDER. In less than ten seconds she reaches the top. Rocky\nshakes his head in disbelief.", "Dulcea's eyes move from Ranger to Ranger.\n\n DULCEA\n It is said that to those who\n possess the Power... all things\n are possible.", "She moves off - the Rangers just stand there staring at each\nother.\n\n DULCEA\n Let' s go." ], [ "Night has fallen on Angel Grove. We PAN ACROSS a quiet, middle-\nclass neighborhood, settle on a two story house.", "REPORTER\n ... Angel Grove Police have\n cordoned off the area until it\n can be determined whether or not\n the unidentified object poses any\n threat. The injured workman was\n quoted as saying...", "of Angel Grove to establish a\n vanguard in the never ending\n struggle against evil. with the\n aid of his trusted assistant,", "FAMILIES eat hot dogs and cotton candy at a huge fundraiser .\nA large banner proclaims \"SAVE THE OBSERVATORY.\" We see", "76A EXT. ANGEL GROVE PARK - ERNIE'S - NIGHT (OLD SC 64) 76A", "NEWS REPORTER\n Angel Grove has never before\n known such a crisis and we can\n now only pray for the swift\n arrival of the Power Rangers!", "FRED\n Hey dad, get with the program!\n\n MR. KELMAN\n Ladies and gentlemen, it's Angel\n Grove High", "BILLY\n I'll be at the Observatory\n Sunday.\n \n ERNIE\n That's right - Ryan's Comet.", "IVAN\n PARENTS OF ANGEL GROVE.\n\nAll of them turn their attention to Ivan.", "Ivan shakes his head.\n\n IVAN\n No need. I'm going to use the\n young minds of Angel Grove.", "7 EXT. ANGEL GROVE PARK - DAY 7", "FRED\n Awesome! Ryan's Comet is passing\n over in two days!\n\nThe other Rangers approach.\n\n AISHA\n Who's up for lunch?", "ROCKY\n Look, Zordon doesn't have much\n longer to live. And for all we\n know, Angel Grove could already\n be under attack. We don't have\n TIME for this.", "Goldar looks up from the telescope.\n\n GOLDAR\n According to the TX Tracker,\n they're headed for Phaedos.", "8 EXT. ANGEL GROVE PARK - DAY 8", "Zedd and Rita react as they see Ivan/Colossus and Megazord\nshooting out into the stars.\n\n RITA\n It's Ivan and the Megazord!!", "54G INT. COMMAND CENTER - NIGHT (OLD SC 54E) 54G\n\nAlpha fusses over Zordon, who is looking a good ten years older.", "ADAM\n HANG ON, ANGEL GROVE.\n\n KIMBERLY\n WE'RE ON OUR WAY!", "The Rangers literally beam. Alpha holds up a camera.\n\n ALPHA 5\n Everybody say cheese.", "39A.. EXT. ANGEL GROVE PARK - DAY (OLD SC 38) 39A\n\nCLOSE UP - OOZE CONTAINER" ], [ "The kids climb up on top of the rock bluff -- before them is a\nhuge black Monolith. There's all sorts of charred bones and\nskeletons strewn around it, some of them human, some of them\nalien.", "The group reaches the crest of a ridge -- off in the background\nwe can see the outline of the Nathadian Monolith.\n\n DULCEA\n The Monolith is there in the\n distance.", "KIMBERLY\n I guess these guys weren't so\n lucky.\n\nA few of the kids walk around the Monolith, examining it more\nclosely.", "They silently assemble in a line, all of them interlock:\nhands. They face the Monolith with fire in their eyes.\n\n BILLY\n I am the wolf, cunning and swift!", "She moves off - the Rangers just stand there staring at each\nother.\n\n DULCEA\n Let' s go.", "(beat)\n To reach the Monolith we must\n traverse the Neola jungle. We\n will train today, and set out on", "Rocky steps back, THROWS HIS SHOULDER into the Monolith with a\nTHUMP, winces in pain.\n\n AISHA\n Not that kind of power.", "AISHA\n Whadda we do now?\n\nKimberly surveys the area.\n\n BILLY\n That's the only way to the\n Monolith...", "The Rangers climb a mountain path, all of them looking alarmed.\nUp ahead, there's a PILLAR OF BLACK SMOKE rising from the\nCommand Center.", "The Rangers are silent for a moment.\n\n DULCEA\n He was always an inspiration...\n\nDulcea speaks with grim-visaged intensity.", "The Rangers continue to admire their symbols in silent wonder.\n\n55G EXT. DULCEA'S GARDEN / PHAEDOS - MORNING (OLD SC 55E) 55G", "They approach the massive block, stand before it in awe struck\nsilence. In the middle of the Monolith there's a large circle\nwith the six animals of the Ninjetti carved into it.", "DULCEA\n This is why I'm taking you to the\n Nathadian Monolith. That is why", "Dulcea and Rocky are standing at the bottom of a twenty foot pole\nwith an exotic oriental carving\n\n DULCEA\n The ape is strong, but more\n importantly it is flexible and\n free.", "They remove their hands -- they're filled with sand.\n\n AISHA\n Wow. Sand.\n\n DULCEA\n Now tell me... what do you see?", "TOMMY\n It's our only hope.\n\nAlpha shakes his head, punches in the final codes.\n\n ALPHA\n Safe journey, Rangers!", "Dulcea's eyes move from Ranger to Ranger.\n\n DULCEA\n It is said that to those who\n possess the Power... all things\n are possible.", "FRED\n Awesome! Ryan's Comet is passing\n over in two days!\n\nThe other Rangers approach.\n\n AISHA\n Who's up for lunch?", "On top of the island is the Nathadian Monolith. It's a mind-\nboggling wonder from another time and place.", "RANGERS\n MORPHENOMENAL!!\n\n\n128 INT. COMMAND CENTER 128\n\nAlpha LEAPS for joy." ], [ "ZORDON\n Six thousand years ago a\n morphological being known as Ivan\n Ooze, ruled the world with a", "KIMBERLY\n He was attacked by this horrific\n being -- Ivan Ooze.\n\n DULCEA\n Ivan Ooze is free?! We are all\n in mortal danger!", "There's more STATIC, then IVAN APPEARS AS THE WIZARD.\n\n IVAN\n Hi, folks, Ivan Ooze here.", "IVAN\n You're too kind. Allow me to\n introduce myself. I am the\n infamous, world-reviled,\n universally despised, IVAN OOZE!", "IVAN (hissing)\n I will not only destroy him, I\n will OBLITERATE his entire being.\n It will be like Zordon\n of Eltare never EXISTED!", "ADAM\n If Ivan Ooze isn't stopped,\n nobody will survive.\n\nAlpha heaves a sigh.", "ZORDON\n It worked for six thousand years.\n\n IVAN\n Don't remind me!", "IVAN\n Are you bored with your work?\n Are you bored with your family\n Are you bored with your 1ife\n Well, come on down to Ooze City\n and LET'S GET STICKY!", "Ivan drops regally into Zedd's chair.\n\n ZEDD\n Nobody double-crosses Lord Zedd\n and lives!", "IVAN\n From this moment forth, the world\n as you know it SHALL CEASE TO\n EXIST!\n\nIvan raises his arms -- thunder CRACKLES and LIGHTNING RIPS\nACROSS THE SKY.", "Now he SMACKS his lips together, opens his arms theatrically\nand gives his trademark stance.\n\n IVAN\n Ladies and Gentlemen... the OOZE\n is back!!", "IVAN\n How could you let them get away?!\n If Dulcea leads them to the Great\n Power, everything will be ruined!\n They must be OBLITERATED!", "He does a ridiculous mock salute. Bulk and Skull repeat it.\n\n BULK AND SKULL\n OOZE RULES !", "ZORDON\n ... You must be strong... Ivan\n almost overthrew the planet\n once... and now I'm afraid he\n has the strength to see his\n scheme through.", "DULCEA\n What do you know of the Great\n Power?\n\n KIMBERLY\n Only that we need it to defeat\n Ivan Ooze.", "IVAN\n And now, finally, I have the\n strength to DESTROY your pathetic\n powers FOREVER!!\n\n ZORDON\n YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!", "IVAN\n Taking over the world is one\n thing. It's finding good help to\n run it for you that's the killer.\n\n GOLDAR\n You want me to place a few calls?", "Ivan approaches an enormous vat, turns a tap -- it BURPS and\nGLOPS as PURPLE OOZE pours out.\n\n GOLDAR\n But boss, what about their\n parents?", "The ooze SLITHERS AND GURGLES ACROSS THE FLOOR, once again\nIVAN RISES UP. He takes in the state-of-the-art surroundings.", "ZEDD\n I am Lord Zedd, sworn enemy of\n all that is good and decent. It\n is a supreme honor to finally\n meet you.\n\nIvan gives a slight bow." ], [ "KIMBERLY\n He was attacked by this horrific\n being -- Ivan Ooze.\n\n DULCEA\n Ivan Ooze is free?! We are all\n in mortal danger!", "There's more STATIC, then IVAN APPEARS AS THE WIZARD.\n\n IVAN\n Hi, folks, Ivan Ooze here.", "IVAN (hissing)\n I will not only destroy him, I\n will OBLITERATE his entire being.\n It will be like Zordon\n of Eltare never EXISTED!", "ADAM\n If Ivan Ooze isn't stopped,\n nobody will survive.\n\nAlpha heaves a sigh.", "DULCEA\n What do you know of the Great\n Power?\n\n KIMBERLY\n Only that we need it to defeat\n Ivan Ooze.", "IVAN\n You're too kind. Allow me to\n introduce myself. I am the\n infamous, world-reviled,\n universally despised, IVAN OOZE!", "Now Ivan/Colossus goes to town on Megazord. WHOMP! THWACK!\nCRUNCH! He SMASHES the machine mercilessly.", "Ivan's face goes dark, THUNDER RUMBLES and the site LIGHTS UP\nWITH A FLASH OF LIGHTNING. Mordant turns to Goldar.", "IVAN\n And now, finally, I have the\n strength to DESTROY your pathetic\n powers FOREVER!!\n\n ZORDON\n YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!", "Ivan/Scorpitron SINGES the Megazord with a DEVASTATING LASER\nBLAST, SENDING IT TUMBLING BACKWARD.", "The ooze SLITHERS AND GURGLES ACROSS THE FLOOR, once again\nIVAN RISES UP. He takes in the state-of-the-art surroundings.", "Ivan drops regally into Zedd's chair.\n\n ZEDD\n Nobody double-crosses Lord Zedd\n and lives!", "ZORDON\n Six thousand years ago a\n morphological being known as Ivan\n Ooze, ruled the world with a", "Now he SMACKS his lips together, opens his arms theatrically\nand gives his trademark stance.\n\n IVAN\n Ladies and Gentlemen... the OOZE\n is back!!", "ZORDON\n I'm afraid that's impossible...\n The power has been destroyed.\n It's gone... The Zords, the", "As if in response, the ooze BOILS AND FROTHS. Zedd and Rita\nare too busy arguing to notice this.", "Laying on a destroyed bed of crystals is Zordon. He is still a\nSHIMMERING SPECTRAL being, only now he s aged a good fifty\nyears.", "KIMBERLY\n ... This can't be...\n\nThey stare at Zordon with gut-wrenching expressions. They're\nutterly defeated.", "TOMMY\n We'll get this warrior... save\n Zordon... and send that\n SLIMEBALL Ivan Ooze back to the\n SEWER he crawled out of.", "IVAN\n Power Rangers, huh? So Zordon is\n still using a bunch of rug-rats\n to do his dirty work. And\n speaking of rats..." ], [ "KIMBERLY\n He was attacked by this horrific\n being -- Ivan Ooze.\n\n DULCEA\n Ivan Ooze is free?! We are all\n in mortal danger!", "The CAMERA MOVES IN on Zedd's ominous palace which rises up out\nof the tortured landscape. Zedd, Rita, Mordant and Goldar are\nstanding on the balcony.", "As if in response, the ooze BOILS AND FROTHS. Zedd and Rita\nare too busy arguing to notice this.", "There's more STATIC, then IVAN APPEARS AS THE WIZARD.\n\n IVAN\n Hi, folks, Ivan Ooze here.", "Ivan SNAPS his hand -- a WAD OF OOZE FLIES OUT, SPLATS RITA\nacross the mouth, muffling her.", "Ivan drops regally into Zedd's chair.\n\n ZEDD\n Nobody double-crosses Lord Zedd\n and lives!", "IVAN (hissing)\n I will not only destroy him, I\n will OBLITERATE his entire being.\n It will be like Zordon\n of Eltare never EXISTED!", "Zedd, Rita and their minions are inside Zedd's dark palace\nGoldar looks through Rita's telescope as Rita rants.", "IVAN\n You're too kind. Allow me to\n introduce myself. I am the\n infamous, world-reviled,\n universally despised, IVAN OOZE!", "Zedd and Rita react as they see Ivan/Colossus and Megazord\nshooting out into the stars.\n\n RITA\n It's Ivan and the Megazord!!", "Now he SMACKS his lips together, opens his arms theatrically\nand gives his trademark stance.\n\n IVAN\n Ladies and Gentlemen... the OOZE\n is back!!", "ZORDON\n Six thousand years ago a\n morphological being known as Ivan\n Ooze, ruled the world with a", "The ooze SLITHERS AND GURGLES ACROSS THE FLOOR, once again\nIVAN RISES UP. He takes in the state-of-the-art surroundings.", "Ivan's face goes dark, THUNDER RUMBLES and the site LIGHTS UP\nWITH A FLASH OF LIGHTNING. Mordant turns to Goldar.", "RITA\n Finally, a real man.\n\nGoldar hands Ivan a scrap of paper.\n\n GOLDAR\n Here's his address.", "ADAM\n If Ivan Ooze isn't stopped,\n nobody will survive.\n\nAlpha heaves a sigh.", "ZEDD\n I am Lord Zedd, sworn enemy of\n all that is good and decent. It\n is a supreme honor to finally\n meet you.\n\nIvan gives a slight bow.", "He ZAPS Rita and Zedd, and with a BRILLIANT FLASH, THEY'RE GONE.", "Laying on a destroyed bed of crystals is Zordon. He is still a\nSHIMMERING SPECTRAL being, only now he s aged a good fifty\nyears.", "55D EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - NIGHT (PART OLD SC 55B) 55D\n\nIvan and Goldar patrol the parents who are busy digging." ] ]

[ "What object has bee unearthed?", "After cracking open the egg, who is released?", "What has been destroyed?", "Who do the Power Rangers find dying?", "Who does Ivan Ooze send to Phaedos?", "How does Ivan Ooze hyponotize the adults?", "What is given to each Ranger by Dulcea?", "How is Ivan Ooze destroyed?", "What do the Rangers use to restore the Command Center?", "Who is the charity skydive for?", "What is the name of the comet that will pass by?", "Where do Bulk and Skull land when they miss the target?", "What do Bulk and Skull find in the construction zone?", "What comes out of the egg?", "What planet does Alpha five send the Power Rangers too?", "What do Rita and Zed get trapped in?", "Where does Dulcea take the Rangers?", "What is Rocky's animal spirit?", "How do the Rangers destroy Ivan?", "What has been unearthed at the construction site?", "What is realeased from the egg when it is cracked open?", "Where does Alpha 5 send the Rangers?", "What does Dulcea give each Ranger?", "Who is Dulcea?", "What event is the Angel Grove observatory having?", "What do the Ranger retrieve at the Monolith?", "When did Ivan Ooze rule the earth?", "What happens when Ivan Ooze incapacitates Zordon?", "Where does Ivan Ooze trap Rita and Zedd?" ]

[ [ "A giant egg. ", "a giant egg" ], [ "Ivan Ooze. ", "Ivan Ooze" ], [ "The Command Center.", "The command center" ], [ "They find Zordon dying. ", "Zordon" ], [ "He sends his Tengu warriors. ", "His Tengu warriors" ], [ "He uses his ooze.", "Using his ooze" ], [ "Animal spirits. ", "an animal spirit " ], [ "He is destroyed going into the path of Ryan's Comet. ", "Ivan is led into space and destroyed by the comet." ], [ "They use the Great Power. ", "The Great Power" ], [ "Angel Grove Observatory.", "The Angle Grove Observatory" ], [ "Ryans Comet.", "Ryan's Comet." ], [ "A construction zone.", "A construction site" ], [ "An egg.", "An egg." ], [ "Ivan Ooze.", "Ivan Ooze " ], [ "Phaedos.", "Phaedos" ], [ "A snow globe. ", "In a snow globe" ], [ "An ancient ruined temple.", "ancient ruined temple" ], [ "An Ape.", "ape" ], [ "They lead him into the path of Ryans Comet.", "Lead him into the path of a comet" ], [ "A giant egg.", "an egg" ], [ "Ivan Ooze.", "Ivan Ooze" ], [ "To the planet Phaedos.", "Phaedos" ], [ "An animal spirit.", "an animal spirit" ], [ "Phaedos' Master Warrior.", "Pheados' Master Warrior" ], [ "A charity skydive.", "A charity skydive" ], [ "The Great Power.", "the great power" ], [ "Six thousand years ago.", "6'000 years ago" ], [ "The Rangers lose their powers.", "It robs the Rangers of their power." ], [ "Ivan traps them in a snow globe.", "In a snow globe." ] ]

[ [ "\"When you married father? Yes, I know,\" said Virginia, but she said it\nwithout conviction. In her heart she did not believe that marrying her", "Virginia, but he could not talk to her. Some impregnable barrier of\npersonality separated them as if it were a wall. Already they belonged\nto different generations; they spoke in the language of different", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "a wife, Virginia was perfect; as a mental companion, she barely existed\nat all. She was, he had come to recognize, profoundly indifferent to the\nactual world. Her universe was a fiction except the part of it that", "\"She's Virginia Pendleton. You know her, of course.\" He tried honestly\nto be natural, but in spite of himself he could not keep a note of", "When she had gone, Virginia lingered over her wedding dress, while she\nwondered what the wise Susan could see in the simple John Henry? Was it", "than herself, and the father of two children. The blow had fallen,\nwithout warning, upon Virginia, who had never seen the man, and did not\nlike what she had heard of him. Unwisely, she had attempted to", "Mrs. Pendleton if she was \"getting the proper length.\" For a quarter of\na century, no girl of Virginia's class had married in Dinwiddie without", "\"Virginia!\" he cried out sharply, and the next instant, at her first\nmovement away from him, his arms were around her and his lips seeking\nhers.", "Left to herself, Virginia opened the worn copy of the prayer-book, which\nshe kept at her bedside, and read the marriage service from beginning to", "being, and beyond the divine fact of this dependency, he did not see her\nat all. But there was nothing sardonic in his point of view, which had\nbecome considerably strengthened by his marriage to Virginia, who shared", "\"They say that Abby Goode is going to be married at last,\" remarked\nVirginia abruptly, for she knew that such bits of gossip supplied the\nonly pleasant excitement in Miss Priscilla's life.", "And to Virginia, who saw but one thing at a time and to whom that one\nthing was always the present instant, it seemed that the firm ground\nupon which she trod had crumbled beneath her.", "\"You silly Susan! Why, of course, they shan't,\" replied Virginia, and\nthey kissed ecstatically.\n\n\"Nobody will ever love you as I do.\"", "Virginia, who had never argued in her life, did not attempt to do so\nwith her own daughter. She merely accepted the truth of Jenny's\ninflexible logic; and with that obstinate softness which is an", "\"It does not matter,\" she answered; and he put out his hand.\n\n\"Good-bye, Virginia,\" he said, with a catch in his voice.", "Virginia, who had already torn off her house dress, and was hurriedly\nbuttoning the navy blue waist in which she had travelled, looked at her\ncalmly without pausing for an instant in her task.", "and convert him to the Episcopal Church. And immediately, as is the way\nwith women, she became as anxious to sacrifice Virginia to this possible\nredemption of the male as she had been alarmed by the suspicion that", "\"Oh, Virginia, I've looked everywhere for you,\" she cried. \"Mr.\nCarrington is simply dying to dance with you!\"", "Virginia, taken the week before her wedding, Jenny cried out: \"Why,\nthere's mother!\" and slipped it out of the page." ], [ "her way to the Treadwells'. Then the sound of horses' hoofs rang on the\ncobblestones, and, looking past the corner, she saw Oliver and Abby", "but she had always understood that this difference vanished in some\nmiraculous way after marriage. She knew that Oliver had to work, of\ncourse--how otherwise could he support his family?--but the idea that", "To Oliver, who had not like Susan grown accustomed through constant\nrepetition to Mrs. Treadwell's delusion, this appeared so fresh a view", "Treadwell, this is so good of you!\" and, turning, she found herself face\nto face with the other woman in Oliver's life.", "The next night Oliver telephoned from the Treadwells' that he would not\nbe home to supper, and when he came in at eleven o'clock, he appeared\nannoyed to find her sitting up for him.", "which had started as usual, \"The Mr. Treadwell, you know, who married\npoor Belinda Bolingbroke--\" swerved suddenly to \"Cyrus Treadwell told me", "money than Oliver is--I couldn't endure being married to a stingy man\nlike Mr. Treadwell--and the other day when one of the men in the office", "hands. And yet Cyrus Treadwell was a rich man--the richest man living in\nDinwiddie! Oliver understood now why she was crushed--why she had become", "partly because he knew that the older man expected him to do so. It was\none of Oliver's most engaging characteristics that he usually adapted\nhimself with perfect ease to whatever life or other people expected of", "her womanhood. At times this lover appeared to have no connection with\nOliver Treadwell; then the memory of his eager and searching look would\nflush the world with a magic enchantment. \"He might pass here at any", "\"Mr. Treadwell is crossing the street now,\" she said after a minute. \"I\nwonder why he keeps his mouth shut so tight when he is alone?\"", "shoulder, she saw the eager eyes and the thin, high-coloured face of\nOliver Treadwell. For a moment she told herself that he had read her", "\"Oh, well,\" said Oliver indifferently; and going to the door, he opened\nit and stood waiting for Mrs. Treadwell to enter.", "far as I know, Oliver never had a light fancy for a woman in his\nlife--not even before he was married. I used to tell him that it was\nbecause he expected too much. Physical beauty by itself never seemed to", "\"You needn't worry. We've trained them differently,\" said Oliver, and\nthough his tone was slightly satirical, the satire was directed at\nhimself, not at his wife.", "\"So Mr. Treadwell has come home,\" she remarked, with a tentative\nflourish of the scissors. \"I declare he gets handsomer every day that", "in a new house in High Street. Mrs. Treadwell, having worn out\neverybody's patience except Susan's, had died some five years before,", "it had hardly affected her happiness. She had grown accustomed to the\ndifference before she had realized it sufficiently to suffer. Sometimes\nshe would say to herself a little wonderingly, \"Oliver used to be so", "CHAPTER IV\n\nTHE TREADWELLS", "or smoother service than she provided in hers. For more and more, as\nOliver absorbed himself in his work, which kept him in New York many\nmonths of the year, and the children grew so big that they no longer" ], [ "partly because he knew that the older man expected him to do so. It was\none of Oliver's most engaging characteristics that he usually adapted\nhimself with perfect ease to whatever life or other people expected of", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "As he paused, Oliver's attention, which had wandered off into a vague\nmist of feeling, became suddenly riveted to the appalling spectacle of", "A year ago Oliver would have surrendered at once before the terror in\nher eyes; but in those twelve long months of effort, of hope, of balked", "\"Certainly, sir,\" rejoined Oliver readily. He always addressed the\nrector as \"sir,\" partly because it seemed to him to be appropriate,", "room in which she pictured Oliver sitting alone. \"Two whole weeks. How\nhard it will be for him.\" In her guarded ignorance of the world she\ncould not imagine that Oliver was suffering less from this enforced", "Oliver had changed; for months this thought had lain like a stone on her\nheart. She went about her life just as usual, yet never for an instant", "His enthusiasm had got the better of him, and it was evident that\nOliver's success had banished for a time at least the secret hostility", "Oliver, meanwhile, had thrown off his coat, and settled down to work\nunder the flickering gas, at the end of the mantelpiece. Inspiration had", "\"Of course I'll help you--but, oh, Oliver, what in the world are you\ngoing to do?\"\n\n\"I haven't thought. I'm too busy, but I'll manage somehow.\"", "I wish Oliver could get something to do in Dinwiddie. He will never be\nhappy here, and we could live on so much less money at home--in a little\nhouse near the rectory.", "his way, so she proceeded now by instinct to manage Oliver. \"You dear\nboy! Of course you may turn things upside down if you want to. Only wait", "spirit of her mother. Of the two, perhaps because she had ceased to wish\nfor anything for herself, she was happier than Oliver.", "thrilled suddenly. \"It must be beautiful to have something that you feel\nabout like this. Oh, I wish I were you, Oliver! I wish a thousand times\nI were you!\"", "\"And Oliver has lived out in the world so much, mother.\"", "about Oliver's peculiar attitude of mind. I am sure that father wouldn't\nhave felt that way, and think how poor he has always been. Perhaps it\ncomes from dear Oliver having lived abroad so much and away from the", "\"And when one has lived in their children as I have done, of course, one\nfeels a little bit lost without them. Then, if Oliver were not obliged\nto be away so much----\"", "Gradually, while Oliver waited for Mrs. Peachey's return, he ceased to\nthink of the furniture in his room; he ceased to think even of the way", "far as I know, Oliver never had a light fancy for a woman in his\nlife--not even before he was married. I used to tell him that it was\nbecause he expected too much. Physical beauty by itself never seemed to", "but she had always understood that this difference vanished in some\nmiraculous way after marriage. She knew that Oliver had to work, of\ncourse--how otherwise could he support his family?--but the idea that" ], [ "\"It says that the play didn't go very well,\" pursued her mother\nguardedly. \"They expect to take it off at once, and--and Oliver is not\nwell--he is ill in the hotel----\"", "Oliver's play would, it was hoped, provide a financial support for his\nchildren, did not suffice to lift it from the region of the unimportant\nin the mind of his father-in-law.", "\"Why, Oliver, there is a sign of your play with a picture of Miss\nOldcastle on it!\" she exclaimed delightedly, pointing to an", "His enthusiasm had got the better of him, and it was evident that\nOliver's success had banished for a time at least the secret hostility", "the sleeping Oliver. \"It is natural that he should be worried about his\ndebts, and the failure of the play went very hard with him, of", "\"Oliver, I never dreamed that it would be like this. The play will be a\ngreat success--even a greater one than the last, won't it, dear?\" Her", "She knew intuitively that Oliver had sent the telegram because he had\nnot written--and would not write, probably, until he had finished with\nthe hardest work of his play. It was an easy thing to do--it took", "For a week there was no letter from Oliver, and at the end of that time\na few lines scrawled on a sheet of hotel paper explained that he spent\nevery minute of his time at the theatre.", "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went", "partly because he knew that the older man expected him to do so. It was\none of Oliver's most engaging characteristics that he usually adapted\nhimself with perfect ease to whatever life or other people expected of", "shelter. Even the flaring advertisements of Oliver's play, which was\nstill running in a Broadway theatre, aroused no pain, hardly any thought", "\"Cheapened himself?\" she repeated wistfully. \"But his first plays failed\nentirely, so these last ones must be a great deal better if they are\nsuch splendid successes.\"", "\"The same,\" said Susan laughing. \"And so glad about your plays, Oliver,\nso perfectly delighted.\"", "\"It was a wonderful success, all the papers say so, Oliver,\" she said,\nwhen he had seated himself at the other end of the table and taken the\ncoffee from her hand, which shook in spite of her effort.", "\"By Jove, you're the first person to speak of them,\" he replied. \"Nobody\nelse seems to think a play is worth mentioning as long as a baby is in", "As he paused, Oliver's attention, which had wandered off into a vague\nmist of feeling, became suddenly riveted to the appalling spectacle of", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "his way, so she proceeded now by instinct to manage Oliver. \"You dear\nboy! Of course you may turn things upside down if you want to. Only wait", "\"Have you seen any of the accounts of Oliver's play, Jinny?\" she asked.\n\n\"No, I haven't had time to look at the papers to-day--Harry has hurt his\nfoot.\"", "last night, she had noticed the nervousness in his manner and had\nsympathetically attributed it to his anxiety about the fate of his play.\nIt was so like Oliver to be silent and self-absorbed when he was" ], [ "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "As he vanished, Virginia started up quickly, called \"Oliver!\" under her\nbreath, and then sat down again, drawing her child closer in her arms.", "was nothing to talk about--since Virginia had never learned to talk of\nherself, and Oliver had grown reticent recently about the subjects that\ninterested him. When the daily anecdotes of the children had been aired", "Oliver had gazed so intently. Then, as they drew nearer, she saw that\nVirginia's face was pink and her eyes starry under their lowered lashes.", "There was a hard snowstorm on the day Oliver returned to Dinwiddie, and\nVirginia, who had watched from the window all the afternoon, saw him", "\"Poor Oliver,\" said Virginia gently. \"It is terrible on him. He must be\nso anxious.\" But even while she uttered the words, she was conscious of", "That afternoon, when Lucy had motored off with her husband, and Oliver\nand Jenny had gone riding together, Virginia went back again into the", "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "\"Please be careful, Virginia,\" said Oliver again, as they left the road\nand cantered in the direction of a clump of pine woods in a hollow\nbeyond a rotting \"snake\" fence.", "\"I'll take good care of them. O Oliver!\" her face grew disturbed. \"I\nforgot all about my promise to Virginia that I'd bring you to see her\nto-night.\"", "\"Well, we'll go, too,\" replied Virginia. \"That child is simply crazy\nabout building. Has Oliver paid the driver, mother? And what has become\nof him? Susan, have you spoken to Oliver?\"", "\"This is my cousin Oliver, Virginia,\" remarked Susan as casually as if\nthe meeting of the two had not been planned from all eternity by the\nbeneficent Powers.", "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "\"Virginia says at the last minute that she won't go with us,\" said\nOliver, angry, yet caressing as he always was in his manner to his", "\"I used to tell Virginia that she gave in to Harry too much when he was\na baby,\" said Oliver, who was evidently not without convictions", "\"He's a fascinating little rascal, there's no doubt of that,\" observed\nOliver, in response to Virginia's triumphant look. Then, bending over,", "\"Yes, I always liked Abby, too,\" answered Virginia, and it was on the\ntip of her tongue to add that Abby had always liked Oliver. \"If he", "\"Virginia felt she ought to name him Henry, but we call him Harry. No,\nOliver hardly ever takes any notice of him. I don't mean, of course,", "\"Oliver used to be so romantic,\" said Virginia, as she had said so often\nto herself, while the glow paled slowly from her cheeks, leaving them\nthe colour of faded rose-leaves." ], [ "For a week there was no letter from Oliver, and at the end of that time\na few lines scrawled on a sheet of hotel paper explained that he spent\nevery minute of his time at the theatre.", "partly because he knew that the older man expected him to do so. It was\none of Oliver's most engaging characteristics that he usually adapted\nhimself with perfect ease to whatever life or other people expected of", "the sleeping Oliver. \"It is natural that he should be worried about his\ndebts, and the failure of the play went very hard with him, of", "Oliver's play would, it was hoped, provide a financial support for his\nchildren, did not suffice to lift it from the region of the unimportant\nin the mind of his father-in-law.", "shelter. Even the flaring advertisements of Oliver's play, which was\nstill running in a Broadway theatre, aroused no pain, hardly any thought", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "She knew intuitively that Oliver had sent the telegram because he had\nnot written--and would not write, probably, until he had finished with\nthe hardest work of his play. It was an easy thing to do--it took", "needed her, did her life centre around the small monotonous details of\ncooking and cleaning. Only when, as occasionally happened, the rest of\nthe family were absent together, Oliver about his plays, Lucy on a visit", "Oliver, meanwhile, had thrown off his coat, and settled down to work\nunder the flickering gas, at the end of the mantelpiece. Inspiration had", "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went", "\"Oliver, I never dreamed that it would be like this. The play will be a\ngreat success--even a greater one than the last, won't it, dear?\" Her", "\"It says that the play didn't go very well,\" pursued her mother\nguardedly. \"They expect to take it off at once, and--and Oliver is not\nwell--he is ill in the hotel----\"", "\"Why, Oliver, there is a sign of your play with a picture of Miss\nOldcastle on it!\" she exclaimed delightedly, pointing to an", "fond she used to be of pretty clothes and of fixing herself up. Now,\nshe simply lives in Oliver and the children, and she is the proudest\nthing of his plays! The rector says that she thinks he is Shakespeare", "society but Oliver's. He is the whole world to me, and when he is not\nhere I spend my time, unless I am at work, just sitting and thinking", "to express itself, with the immaturity of youth, in several of these\nlatter fields. It was Oliver's distinction as well as his misfortune", "or smoother service than she provided in hers. For more and more, as\nOliver absorbed himself in his work, which kept him in New York many\nmonths of the year, and the children grew so big that they no longer", "room in which she pictured Oliver sitting alone. \"Two whole weeks. How\nhard it will be for him.\" In her guarded ignorance of the world she\ncould not imagine that Oliver was suffering less from this enforced", "\"And when one has lived in their children as I have done, of course, one\nfeels a little bit lost without them. Then, if Oliver were not obliged\nto be away so much----\"", "As he paused, Oliver's attention, which had wandered off into a vague\nmist of feeling, became suddenly riveted to the appalling spectacle of" ], [ "In the night Harry awoke crying. He had dreamed, he said between his\nsobs, when Virginia, slipperless and in her nightdress, bent over him,\nthat his mother was going away from him forever.", "\"But I was up with him last night, mother. His throat hurts him,\" broke\nin Virginia in a voice that was full of emotion.", "\"Mother said the same thing to me,\" responded Virginia, looking as if\nshe were on the point of tears; \"but that is just because neither of you\nknow him as I do.\"", "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "without giving trouble, and she gave none at the end. As she lay there\nin her little bed in Virginia's spare room, to which she had moved after", "For six months she went about the house and helped Virginia with the\nsewing, which had become burdensome since the children, and especially", "\"Aren't you nearly through, mother?\" pleaded Virginia at last. \"The sun\nwill be so hot going home that it will make your head worse.\"", "Virginia his words brought a startled realization that her mother--her\nown mother, with her faded face and her soft, anxious eyes--had once", "\"You'll find her in the dining-room,\" replied Virginia, while she\nstraightened Harry's bed and made him more comfortable. The weakness had", "\"It does not matter,\" she answered; and he put out his hand.\n\n\"Good-bye, Virginia,\" he said, with a catch in his voice.", "He looked at the child, lying flushed and drowsy in Virginia's arms, and\nhis face hardened until a latent brutality crept out around his", "As he vanished, Virginia started up quickly, called \"Oliver!\" under her\nbreath, and then sat down again, drawing her child closer in her arms.", "A shiver passed through Virginia and left her stiller and graver than\nbefore.\n\n\"No, it was not a mistake, mother,\" she answered quietly. \"I did what I\nwas obliged to do. Oliver could not understand.\"", "\"Oh, you precious lamb!\" exclaimed Virginia. \"He couldn't bear to hurt\npoor mamma, could he?\" and she kissed him ecstatically before hastening\nto the slumbering Jenny in the adjoining room.", "\"There's your father's step,\" said Virginia, whose face looked drawn and\npallid in the dusk. \"Let me light the lamp, darling. He hates to read\nhis paper by anything but lamplight.\"", "\"Oh, father, please hurry!\" called Virginia from the porch, and rising\nobediently, he followed Mrs. Pendleton through the hall and out into the", "abandonment of her soul and body. And she had been a good child--all day\nwith a lump in her throat Virginia had assured herself again and again\nthat no child could have been better. A hundred little charming ways, a", "of Virginia's age, who was hired by Mrs. Pendleton, partly out of\ncharity because she supported an invalid father who had been crippled in\nthe war, and partly because, having little strength and being an", "so unlike the normal Virginia, soothed her for an instant, and she said\nover and over to herself, while she moved hurriedly about the room, as", "At this Virginia broke her quivering silence. \"Can't you make him\ncareful, Susan?\" she asked, and without waiting for an answer, bent over" ], [ "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "entirely due, as Virginia had suspected, to one of her rare attacks of\nnervousness, had entirely disappeared. In her normal mood she was\nperfectly capable of taking care of herself not only within the estate", "of Virginia's age, who was hired by Mrs. Pendleton, partly out of\ncharity because she supported an invalid father who had been crippled in\nthe war, and partly because, having little strength and being an", "\"When you married father? Yes, I know,\" said Virginia, but she said it\nwithout conviction. In her heart she did not believe that marrying her", "Mrs. Pendleton if she was \"getting the proper length.\" For a quarter of\na century, no girl of Virginia's class had married in Dinwiddie without", "than herself, and the father of two children. The blow had fallen,\nwithout warning, upon Virginia, who had never seen the man, and did not\nlike what she had heard of him. Unwisely, she had attempted to", "Virginia, but he could not talk to her. Some impregnable barrier of\npersonality separated them as if it were a wall. Already they belonged\nto different generations; they spoke in the language of different", "Virginia his words brought a startled realization that her mother--her\nown mother, with her faded face and her soft, anxious eyes--had once", "public movement in Dinwiddie in which she did not take a practical\ninterest. She had kept her mind as alert as her body, and the number of\nbooks she read had always shocked Virginia a little, who felt that time", "\"Yes, and he was nicer than I have ever known him to be. By the way,\nVirginia, I've transferred enough property to you to bring you in a\nseparate income. This was really what I went down about.\"", "Virginia, who had never argued in her life, did not attempt to do so\nwith her own daughter. She merely accepted the truth of Jenny's\ninflexible logic; and with that obstinate softness which is an", "A look of pleasure, the first she had worn for days, flitted over\nVirginia's face. She had all her mother's touching appreciation of", "Virginia's eyes were wonderful with love and gratitude as they shone on\nher through the twilight. \"We've been friends since we were two years", "\"My dear Virginia,\" said a voice at her back, and, turning, she found\nMrs. Peachey, a trifle rheumatic, but still plump and pretty. \"I'm so", "A shiver passed through Virginia and left her stiller and graver than\nbefore.\n\n\"No, it was not a mistake, mother,\" she answered quietly. \"I did what I\nwas obliged to do. Oliver could not understand.\"", "\"Jinny, Jinny, let me love you,\" she begged.\n\n\"How did you know?\" asked Virginia, as coldly as though she had not\nheard her. \"Has it got into the papers?\"", "Virginia, who had already torn off her house dress, and was hurriedly\nbuttoning the navy blue waist in which she had travelled, looked at her\ncalmly without pausing for an instant in her task.", "without giving trouble, and she gave none at the end. As she lay there\nin her little bed in Virginia's spare room, to which she had moved after", "Virginia's heart gave a single bound of joy and lay quiet. Not for\nworlds would she have asked to go to the Treadwells', yet ever since" ], [ "than herself, and the father of two children. The blow had fallen,\nwithout warning, upon Virginia, who had never seen the man, and did not\nlike what she had heard of him. Unwisely, she had attempted to", "\"There's your father's step,\" said Virginia, whose face looked drawn and\npallid in the dusk. \"Let me light the lamp, darling. He hates to read\nhis paper by anything but lamplight.\"", "\"When you married father? Yes, I know,\" said Virginia, but she said it\nwithout conviction. In her heart she did not believe that marrying her", "being, and there was something intolerable to him in any slowly\nharrowing grief. To watch Virginia nursing every memory of her father\nbecause she shrank from the subtle disloyalty of forgetfulness, aroused", "\"Oh, father, please hurry!\" called Virginia from the porch, and rising\nobediently, he followed Mrs. Pendleton through the hall and out into the", "of Virginia's age, who was hired by Mrs. Pendleton, partly out of\ncharity because she supported an invalid father who had been crippled in\nthe war, and partly because, having little strength and being an", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "And to Virginia, who saw but one thing at a time and to whom that one\nthing was always the present instant, it seemed that the firm ground\nupon which she trod had crumbled beneath her.", "Virginia, but he could not talk to her. Some impregnable barrier of\npersonality separated them as if it were a wall. Already they belonged\nto different generations; they spoke in the language of different", "A shiver passed through Virginia and left her stiller and graver than\nbefore.\n\n\"No, it was not a mistake, mother,\" she answered quietly. \"I did what I\nwas obliged to do. Oliver could not understand.\"", "entirely due, as Virginia had suspected, to one of her rare attacks of\nnervousness, had entirely disappeared. In her normal mood she was\nperfectly capable of taking care of herself not only within the estate", "\"How do I look, father? Am I pretty?\" asked Virginia, stretching her\nthin young arms out on either side of her, and waiting with parted lips\nto drink in his praise.", "In the night Harry awoke crying. He had dreamed, he said between his\nsobs, when Virginia, slipperless and in her nightdress, bent over him,\nthat his mother was going away from him forever.", "Virginia his words brought a startled realization that her mother--her\nown mother, with her faded face and her soft, anxious eyes--had once", "Virginia, who had never argued in her life, did not attempt to do so\nwith her own daughter. She merely accepted the truth of Jenny's\ninflexible logic; and with that obstinate softness which is an", "makes any difference when one is dead,\" Virginia thought wearily; and\nan unutterable loathing passed over her for all the little acts by which", "\"Oliver used to be so romantic,\" said Virginia, as she had said so often\nto herself, while the glow paled slowly from her cheeks, leaving them\nthe colour of faded rose-leaves.", "\"It does not matter,\" she answered; and he put out his hand.\n\n\"Good-bye, Virginia,\" he said, with a catch in his voice.", "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "food was brought to her, she clasped her hands on her thin breast,\nsmiled once into Virginia's face, and died so quietly that there was\nhardly a perceptible change in her breathing. She had gone through life" ], [ "But Virginia, walking so quietly at her side, was inhabiting at the\nmoment a separate universe--a universe smelling of honeysuckle and", "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "Virginia, but he could not talk to her. Some impregnable barrier of\npersonality separated them as if it were a wall. Already they belonged\nto different generations; they spoke in the language of different", "without giving trouble, and she gave none at the end. As she lay there\nin her little bed in Virginia's spare room, to which she had moved after", "them always about, and that makes him impatient. Now, Virginia is a born\nmother, just like her grandmother and all the women of our family.\"", "Virginia, who had never argued in her life, did not attempt to do so\nwith her own daughter. She merely accepted the truth of Jenny's\ninflexible logic; and with that obstinate softness which is an", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "Virginia's heart gave a single bound of joy and lay quiet. Not for\nworlds would she have asked to go to the Treadwells', yet ever since", "public movement in Dinwiddie in which she did not take a practical\ninterest. She had kept her mind as alert as her body, and the number of\nbooks she read had always shocked Virginia a little, who felt that time", "entirely due, as Virginia had suspected, to one of her rare attacks of\nnervousness, had entirely disappeared. In her normal mood she was\nperfectly capable of taking care of herself not only within the estate", "Virginia, who had been looking with her rapt gaze down the deserted\nstreet, quivered at the words as if they had stabbed her.", "Virginia's blush came quickly, and turning her head away, she gazed\nearnestly down the street to the octagonal market, which stood on the\nspot where slaves were offered for sale when she was born.", "Above the Dinwiddie of Virginia's girlhood, rising sharply out of the\nsmoothly blended level of personalities, there towered, as far back as", "And to Virginia, who saw but one thing at a time and to whom that one\nthing was always the present instant, it seemed that the firm ground\nupon which she trod had crumbled beneath her.", "than herself, and the father of two children. The blow had fallen,\nwithout warning, upon Virginia, who had never seen the man, and did not\nlike what she had heard of him. Unwisely, she had attempted to", "Virginia his words brought a startled realization that her mother--her\nown mother, with her faded face and her soft, anxious eyes--had once", "\"She's Virginia Pendleton. You know her, of course.\" He tried honestly\nto be natural, but in spite of himself he could not keep a note of", "of Virginia's age, who was hired by Mrs. Pendleton, partly out of\ncharity because she supported an invalid father who had been crippled in\nthe war, and partly because, having little strength and being an", "I. Virginia Prepares for the Future\n\n II. Virginia's Letters\n\n III. The Return\n\n IV. Her Children", "that was static, in all that was obsolete and outgrown in the Virginia\nof the eighties. Though she felt as yet merely the vague uneasiness with" ], [ "didn't have the crooked nose of the Treadwells. Virginia has seen him\nonly once in the street, but she's more than half in love with him\nalready.\"", "than herself, and the father of two children. The blow had fallen,\nwithout warning, upon Virginia, who had never seen the man, and did not\nlike what she had heard of him. Unwisely, she had attempted to", "\"Virginia!\" he cried out sharply, and the next instant, at her first\nmovement away from him, his arms were around her and his lips seeking\nhers.", "charmed him was, perhaps, the first of which he had grown weary. He\nstill loved Virginia, but he had ceased to talk to her. \"If you go into", "away. In Virginia's heart, Love stirred suddenly, and blind, wingless,\nimprisoned, struggled for freedom.", "of first love had been almost as urgent to him as to Virginia; but the\nemotion which had visited both alike had affected each differently, and\nthis difference was due to the fundamental distinction between woman,", "\"And besides,\" retorted Virginia merrily, \"he is in love with Abby\nGoode.\"", "Oliver had gazed so intently. Then, as they drew nearer, she saw that\nVirginia's face was pink and her eyes starry under their lowered lashes.", "His thoughts, which had been as clear as a geometrical figure, became\nsuddenly blurred by the mystery upon which passion lives. He was seized\nby a consuming wonder about Virginia, and this wonder was heightened", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "Virginia, but he could not talk to her. Some impregnable barrier of\npersonality separated them as if it were a wall. Already they belonged\nto different generations; they spoke in the language of different", "Virginia's eyes were wonderful with love and gratitude as they shone on\nher through the twilight. \"We've been friends since we were two years", "And to Virginia, who saw but one thing at a time and to whom that one\nthing was always the present instant, it seemed that the firm ground\nupon which she trod had crumbled beneath her.", "\"Oh, they appreciate me,\" returned Virginia with a laugh. \"Harry does,\nanyhow.\"\n\n\"I believe Harry is your darling, Jinny.\"", "\"But the dear child has set her heart on him, and he is really very nice\nto us,\" replied Virginia hurriedly. Though she was disappointed in", "Priscilla called \"a glib tongue,\" Virginia learned gradually, in the\nsecret way mothers learn things, that his love for her was, after his\nambition, the strongest force in his character. Between him and his", "Virginia Pendleton. All the young men are crazy about her.\"", "inhabitants of Dinwiddie permitted a woman to be. Her friendship for\nVirginia had been one of those swift and absorbing emotions which come", "\"She's Virginia Pendleton. You know her, of course.\" He tried honestly\nto be natural, but in spite of himself he could not keep a note of", "\"Yes, I always liked Abby, too,\" answered Virginia, and it was on the\ntip of her tongue to add that Abby had always liked Oliver. \"If he" ], [ "shoulder, she saw the eager eyes and the thin, high-coloured face of\nOliver Treadwell. For a moment she told herself that he had read her", "her way to the Treadwells'. Then the sound of horses' hoofs rang on the\ncobblestones, and, looking past the corner, she saw Oliver and Abby", "To Oliver, who had not like Susan grown accustomed through constant\nrepetition to Mrs. Treadwell's delusion, this appeared so fresh a view", "\"He is a Treadwell and so am I, and the chief characteristic of every\nTreadwell is that he is going to get the thing he wants most. It doesn't", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "partly because he knew that the older man expected him to do so. It was\none of Oliver's most engaging characteristics that he usually adapted\nhimself with perfect ease to whatever life or other people expected of", "himself to money--since Nature, who had made the individual, had been\npowerless to eradicate this basic quality of the type. A Treadwell had\nalways stood for success, and success meant merely seeing but one thing", "\"Some day I may get the thing I want like every other Treadwell.\"\n\n\"Do you mean going to college?\"", "hands. And yet Cyrus Treadwell was a rich man--the richest man living in\nDinwiddie! Oliver understood now why she was crushed--why she had become", "her womanhood. At times this lover appeared to have no connection with\nOliver Treadwell; then the memory of his eager and searching look would\nflush the world with a magic enchantment. \"He might pass here at any", "what was success except another name for the universal Treadwell\nspirit?) invariably assumed the image of the dollar in the mind of\nCyrus, while to Oliver, since his thinking was less carefully", "Treadwell, this is so good of you!\" and, turning, she found herself face\nto face with the other woman in Oliver's life.", "\"Mr. Treadwell is crossing the street now,\" she said after a minute. \"I\nwonder why he keeps his mouth shut so tight when he is alone?\"", "leading him. If he could only let himself go! If he could only defy the\nfuture! If he could only forget in a single crisis that he was a\nTreadwell!", "honesty and go in simply for the making of money. Why, I am a Treadwell,\nafter all, just as you are, my dear cousin, and I could commercialize", "\"Good-evening, Mrs. Treadwell. Were you coming to see me?\" he asked\neagerly, pleased, she could see, by the idea that she was seeking his\nservices.", "IV. The Treadwells\n\n V. Oliver, the Romantic\n\n VI. A Treadwell in Revolt\n\n VII. The Artist in Philistia", "was absurd, she knew, to imagine that her father's affection for her\nmother would alter because she haggled over the price of peas; yet the\nemotion with which she endowed Oliver Treadwell was so delicate and", "more attractive guise, if he had only known it; and the Treadwell\ndetermination to get the thing it wanted most was asserting itself in", "which had existed between father and son. That passion for material\nresults, which could not be separated from the Treadwell spirit without\nrobbing that spirit of its vitality, had gradually altered the family" ], [ "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "was nothing to talk about--since Virginia had never learned to talk of\nherself, and Oliver had grown reticent recently about the subjects that\ninterested him. When the daily anecdotes of the children had been aired", "As he vanished, Virginia started up quickly, called \"Oliver!\" under her\nbreath, and then sat down again, drawing her child closer in her arms.", "Oliver had gazed so intently. Then, as they drew nearer, she saw that\nVirginia's face was pink and her eyes starry under their lowered lashes.", "There was a hard snowstorm on the day Oliver returned to Dinwiddie, and\nVirginia, who had watched from the window all the afternoon, saw him", "That afternoon, when Lucy had motored off with her husband, and Oliver\nand Jenny had gone riding together, Virginia went back again into the", "\"Yes, I always liked Abby, too,\" answered Virginia, and it was on the\ntip of her tongue to add that Abby had always liked Oliver. \"If he", "\"Poor Oliver,\" said Virginia gently. \"It is terrible on him. He must be\nso anxious.\" But even while she uttered the words, she was conscious of", "\"This is my cousin Oliver, Virginia,\" remarked Susan as casually as if\nthe meeting of the two had not been planned from all eternity by the\nbeneficent Powers.", "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "sacrificed the children to Oliver, and to-day I sacrificed Oliver to the\nchildren. I love Oliver as much, but I have made the children. They came", "\"He's a fascinating little rascal, there's no doubt of that,\" observed\nOliver, in response to Virginia's triumphant look. Then, bending over,", "\"I'll take good care of them. O Oliver!\" her face grew disturbed. \"I\nforgot all about my promise to Virginia that I'd bring you to see her\nto-night.\"", "\"Virginia felt she ought to name him Henry, but we call him Harry. No,\nOliver hardly ever takes any notice of him. I don't mean, of course,", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "\"We have loved each other,\" she answered. \"If you and Oliver love as\nmuch, you will be happy whatever comes to you.\" Then choking down the", "\"Oliver used to be so romantic,\" said Virginia, as she had said so often\nto herself, while the glow paled slowly from her cheeks, leaving them\nthe colour of faded rose-leaves.", "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went", "\"Virginia says at the last minute that she won't go with us,\" said\nOliver, angry, yet caressing as he always was in his manner to his", "\"Well, we'll go, too,\" replied Virginia. \"That child is simply crazy\nabout building. Has Oliver paid the driver, mother? And what has become\nof him? Susan, have you spoken to Oliver?\"" ], [ "\"Why, Oliver, there is a sign of your play with a picture of Miss\nOldcastle on it!\" she exclaimed delightedly, pointing to an", "shelter. Even the flaring advertisements of Oliver's play, which was\nstill running in a Broadway theatre, aroused no pain, hardly any thought", "\"Oliver, I never dreamed that it would be like this. The play will be a\ngreat success--even a greater one than the last, won't it, dear?\" Her", "\"It says that the play didn't go very well,\" pursued her mother\nguardedly. \"They expect to take it off at once, and--and Oliver is not\nwell--he is ill in the hotel----\"", "For a week there was no letter from Oliver, and at the end of that time\na few lines scrawled on a sheet of hotel paper explained that he spent\nevery minute of his time at the theatre.", "the sleeping Oliver. \"It is natural that he should be worried about his\ndebts, and the failure of the play went very hard with him, of", "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went", "\"When will Oliver's play be put on in New York?\" asked Susan, turning\nback after they had parted.", "Oliver's play would, it was hoped, provide a financial support for his\nchildren, did not suffice to lift it from the region of the unimportant\nin the mind of his father-in-law.", "She knew intuitively that Oliver had sent the telegram because he had\nnot written--and would not write, probably, until he had finished with\nthe hardest work of his play. It was an easy thing to do--it took", "play is put on in February, he has promised to take me to New York for\nthe first night.\"", "with the children, she felt that all this trouble and misunderstanding\nwould vanish. With a strange confusion of ideas, it seemed to her that\nOliver's suffering had been in some mysterious way produced by New York,", "I am all alone in the house to-night because a play is in town that\nOliver wanted to see and I made him go to it. He wanted to ask Mrs.", "Oliver, meanwhile, had thrown off his coat, and settled down to work\nunder the flickering gas, at the end of the mantelpiece. Inspiration had", "\"The same,\" said Susan laughing. \"And so glad about your plays, Oliver,\nso perfectly delighted.\"", "partly because he knew that the older man expected him to do so. It was\none of Oliver's most engaging characteristics that he usually adapted\nhimself with perfect ease to whatever life or other people expected of", "\"Have you seen any of the accounts of Oliver's play, Jinny?\" she asked.\n\n\"No, I haven't had time to look at the papers to-day--Harry has hurt his\nfoot.\"", "fond she used to be of pretty clothes and of fixing herself up. Now,\nshe simply lives in Oliver and the children, and she is the proudest\nthing of his plays! The rector says that she thinks he is Shakespeare", "\"Come in!\" responded a muffled voice on the inside, and as the door\nswung open, she saw Oliver, in his dressing-gown, and with an unshaved", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal" ], [ "than herself, and the father of two children. The blow had fallen,\nwithout warning, upon Virginia, who had never seen the man, and did not\nlike what she had heard of him. Unwisely, she had attempted to", "\"There's your father's step,\" said Virginia, whose face looked drawn and\npallid in the dusk. \"Let me light the lamp, darling. He hates to read\nhis paper by anything but lamplight.\"", "\"When you married father? Yes, I know,\" said Virginia, but she said it\nwithout conviction. In her heart she did not believe that marrying her", "being, and there was something intolerable to him in any slowly\nharrowing grief. To watch Virginia nursing every memory of her father\nbecause she shrank from the subtle disloyalty of forgetfulness, aroused", "\"Oh, father, please hurry!\" called Virginia from the porch, and rising\nobediently, he followed Mrs. Pendleton through the hall and out into the", "of Virginia's age, who was hired by Mrs. Pendleton, partly out of\ncharity because she supported an invalid father who had been crippled in\nthe war, and partly because, having little strength and being an", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "And to Virginia, who saw but one thing at a time and to whom that one\nthing was always the present instant, it seemed that the firm ground\nupon which she trod had crumbled beneath her.", "Virginia, but he could not talk to her. Some impregnable barrier of\npersonality separated them as if it were a wall. Already they belonged\nto different generations; they spoke in the language of different", "A shiver passed through Virginia and left her stiller and graver than\nbefore.\n\n\"No, it was not a mistake, mother,\" she answered quietly. \"I did what I\nwas obliged to do. Oliver could not understand.\"", "entirely due, as Virginia had suspected, to one of her rare attacks of\nnervousness, had entirely disappeared. In her normal mood she was\nperfectly capable of taking care of herself not only within the estate", "\"How do I look, father? Am I pretty?\" asked Virginia, stretching her\nthin young arms out on either side of her, and waiting with parted lips\nto drink in his praise.", "In the night Harry awoke crying. He had dreamed, he said between his\nsobs, when Virginia, slipperless and in her nightdress, bent over him,\nthat his mother was going away from him forever.", "Virginia his words brought a startled realization that her mother--her\nown mother, with her faded face and her soft, anxious eyes--had once", "Virginia, who had never argued in her life, did not attempt to do so\nwith her own daughter. She merely accepted the truth of Jenny's\ninflexible logic; and with that obstinate softness which is an", "makes any difference when one is dead,\" Virginia thought wearily; and\nan unutterable loathing passed over her for all the little acts by which", "\"Oliver used to be so romantic,\" said Virginia, as she had said so often\nto herself, while the glow paled slowly from her cheeks, leaving them\nthe colour of faded rose-leaves.", "\"It does not matter,\" she answered; and he put out his hand.\n\n\"Good-bye, Virginia,\" he said, with a catch in his voice.", "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "food was brought to her, she clasped her hands on her thin breast,\nsmiled once into Virginia's face, and died so quietly that there was\nhardly a perceptible change in her breathing. She had gone through life" ], [ "In the night Harry awoke crying. He had dreamed, he said between his\nsobs, when Virginia, slipperless and in her nightdress, bent over him,\nthat his mother was going away from him forever.", "Virginia his words brought a startled realization that her mother--her\nown mother, with her faded face and her soft, anxious eyes--had once", "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "handsome in a tragic fashion, with a haunted look in her eyes and masses\nof snow-white hair under her mourning bonnet. Years ago Virginia had\nimagined her as dwelling perpetually with the memory of her young", "\"He has never been the same since his wife's death,\" replied Virginia,\nwho was a victim of this sentimental fallacy. \"It's strange--isn't\nit?--because we used to think they got on so badly.\"", "A shiver passed through Virginia and left her stiller and graver than\nbefore.\n\n\"No, it was not a mistake, mother,\" she answered quietly. \"I did what I\nwas obliged to do. Oliver could not understand.\"", "\"Oh, Virginia, I am afraid it was a mistake,\" said Mrs. Pendleton in an\nagonized tone. The horror of a scandal, which was stronger in the women\nof her generation than even the horror of illness, still darkened her\nmind.", "than herself, and the father of two children. The blow had fallen,\nwithout warning, upon Virginia, who had never seen the man, and did not\nlike what she had heard of him. Unwisely, she had attempted to", "\"When you married father? Yes, I know,\" said Virginia, but she said it\nwithout conviction. In her heart she did not believe that marrying her", "food was brought to her, she clasped her hands on her thin breast,\nsmiled once into Virginia's face, and died so quietly that there was\nhardly a perceptible change in her breathing. She had gone through life", "remember when we lost our babies--you know we had three before Virginia\ncame, but none of them lived more than a few hours--that I thought Lucy\nwould die of grief and disappointment. You see they have all the burden", "of Virginia's age, who was hired by Mrs. Pendleton, partly out of\ncharity because she supported an invalid father who had been crippled in\nthe war, and partly because, having little strength and being an", "a wife, Virginia was perfect; as a mental companion, she barely existed\nat all. She was, he had come to recognize, profoundly indifferent to the\nactual world. Her universe was a fiction except the part of it that", "Virginia, who had never argued in her life, did not attempt to do so\nwith her own daughter. She merely accepted the truth of Jenny's\ninflexible logic; and with that obstinate softness which is an", "Mrs. Pendleton if she was \"getting the proper length.\" For a quarter of\na century, no girl of Virginia's class had married in Dinwiddie without", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "For six months Mrs. Pendleton hid her broken heart under a smile and\nwent softly about the small daily duties of the household, facing death,", "Virginia, but he could not talk to her. Some impregnable barrier of\npersonality separated them as if it were a wall. Already they belonged\nto different generations; they spoke in the language of different", "\"So this is life,\" thought Virginia, while she folded her mourning veil,\nand laid it away in the top drawer of her bureau. Like all who are", "\"Mother said the same thing to me,\" responded Virginia, looking as if\nshe were on the point of tears; \"but that is just because neither of you\nknow him as I do.\"" ], [ "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "\"Virginia says at the last minute that she won't go with us,\" said\nOliver, angry, yet caressing as he always was in his manner to his", "Oliver had gazed so intently. Then, as they drew nearer, she saw that\nVirginia's face was pink and her eyes starry under their lowered lashes.", "And yet, so strange is life, so inexplicable are its contradictions,\nthere were times when Oliver's ideal appeared almost to betray him, and\nthe intellectual limitations of Virginia bored rather than delighted", "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went", "\"Poor Oliver,\" said Virginia gently. \"It is terrible on him. He must be\nso anxious.\" But even while she uttered the words, she was conscious of", "\"Yes, I always liked Abby, too,\" answered Virginia, and it was on the\ntip of her tongue to add that Abby had always liked Oliver. \"If he", "\"Oliver used to be so romantic,\" said Virginia, as she had said so often\nto herself, while the glow paled slowly from her cheeks, leaving them\nthe colour of faded rose-leaves.", "\"Is--is it true that Oliver has left you? That--that----\" Susan's voice\nbroke, strangled by emotion, but Virginia, without looking up from the\nrose on which she was working in the firelight, answered quietly:", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "\"This is my cousin Oliver, Virginia,\" remarked Susan as casually as if\nthe meeting of the two had not been planned from all eternity by the\nbeneficent Powers.", "\"He's a fascinating little rascal, there's no doubt of that,\" observed\nOliver, in response to Virginia's triumphant look. Then, bending over,", "Virginia's mind was that she must be, at all costs, the kind of woman\nthat Oliver wanted.", "\"I suppose I'll have to let him go,\" said Virginia, distractedly, \"but\nOliver will be horrified. He says I don't reason with them enough.", "\"Please be careful, Virginia,\" said Oliver again, as they left the road\nand cantered in the direction of a clump of pine woods in a hollow\nbeyond a rotting \"snake\" fence.", "Oliver sends love. He is working very hard at the office now, and he\nhates it.\n\n Your loving\n VIRGINIA.", "That afternoon, when Lucy had motored off with her husband, and Oliver\nand Jenny had gone riding together, Virginia went back again into the", "\"We'll be straight back in a minute,\" replied Susan before Virginia\ncould answer. \"I've got a piece of news I want to tell you before any\none else does. Oliver came home last night.\"", "There was a hard snowstorm on the day Oliver returned to Dinwiddie, and\nVirginia, who had watched from the window all the afternoon, saw him", "\"He'll be sick before night and you'll have yourself to blame, Oliver,\"\nsaid Virginia reproachfully." ], [ "\"I suppose I'll have to let him go,\" said Virginia, distractedly, \"but\nOliver will be horrified. He says I don't reason with them enough.", "\"Virginia says at the last minute that she won't go with us,\" said\nOliver, angry, yet caressing as he always was in his manner to his", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "\"Poor Oliver,\" said Virginia gently. \"It is terrible on him. He must be\nso anxious.\" But even while she uttered the words, she was conscious of", "\"Please be careful, Virginia,\" said Oliver again, as they left the road\nand cantered in the direction of a clump of pine woods in a hollow\nbeyond a rotting \"snake\" fence.", "\"Have you seen dear Miss Priscilla?\" asked Virginia, striving to turn\nthe conversation away from herself, and shivering with terror lest the\nother should ask after Oliver, whom she had always adored.", "Oliver, when the case was put before him, showed a sympathy with\nVirginia's point of view and a moral inability to coerce his daughter", "Virginia's mind was that she must be, at all costs, the kind of woman\nthat Oliver wanted.", "\"I'll take good care of them. O Oliver!\" her face grew disturbed. \"I\nforgot all about my promise to Virginia that I'd bring you to see her\nto-night.\"", "Having drunk his coffee, Oliver passed his cup to her, and laid down his\npaper.\n\n\"You look tired, Virginia. I hope it hasn't been too much for you?\"", "\"Oliver,\" she said gently, so gently that she might have been speaking\nto her sick child, \"would you rather that I should go back to Dinwiddie\nto-night?\"", "Oliver had gazed so intently. Then, as they drew nearer, she saw that\nVirginia's face was pink and her eyes starry under their lowered lashes.", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "\"This is my cousin Oliver, Virginia,\" remarked Susan as casually as if\nthe meeting of the two had not been planned from all eternity by the\nbeneficent Powers.", "his way, so she proceeded now by instinct to manage Oliver. \"You dear\nboy! Of course you may turn things upside down if you want to. Only wait", "\"Yes, I always liked Abby, too,\" answered Virginia, and it was on the\ntip of her tongue to add that Abby had always liked Oliver. \"If he", "Oliver sends love. He is working very hard at the office now, and he\nhates it.\n\n Your loving\n VIRGINIA.", "\"Is--is it true that Oliver has left you? That--that----\" Susan's voice\nbroke, strangled by emotion, but Virginia, without looking up from the\nrose on which she was working in the firelight, answered quietly:", "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went", "\"Where in the world have you been, Virginia?\" asked Oliver, a trifle\nimpatiently, for he was not used to having her absent from the house at" ], [ "In the night Harry awoke crying. He had dreamed, he said between his\nsobs, when Virginia, slipperless and in her nightdress, bent over him,\nthat his mother was going away from him forever.", "\"Mother said the same thing to me,\" responded Virginia, looking as if\nshe were on the point of tears; \"but that is just because neither of you\nknow him as I do.\"", "\"It does not matter,\" she answered; and he put out his hand.\n\n\"Good-bye, Virginia,\" he said, with a catch in his voice.", "Your ever loving daughter,\n VIRGINIA.\n\n * * * * *", "I am so tired from packing that I can't write any more.\n\n Lovingly,\n VIRGINIA.\n\n * * * * *", "\"Aren't you nearly through, mother?\" pleaded Virginia at last. \"The sun\nwill be so hot going home that it will make your head worse.\"", "Your loving child,\n VIRGINIA.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER III\n\nTHE RETURN", "Your devoted daughter,\n VIRGINIA.\n\n * * * * *", "A shiver passed through Virginia and left her stiller and graver than\nbefore.\n\n\"No, it was not a mistake, mother,\" she answered quietly. \"I did what I\nwas obliged to do. Oliver could not understand.\"", "Virginia his words brought a startled realization that her mother--her\nown mother, with her faded face and her soft, anxious eyes--had once", "Oliver sends love. He is working very hard at the office now, and he\nhates it.\n\n Your loving\n VIRGINIA.", "With a dozen kisses and my dearest love to father,\n Your ever, ever loving and grateful daughter,\n VIRGINIA\n\n * * * * *", "\"So this is life,\" thought Virginia, while she folded her mourning veil,\nand laid it away in the top drawer of her bureau. Like all who are", "\"Poor fellow, it's dreadfully hard on him, isn't it?\" Virginia said to\nher mother, when she showed her the imposing picture of the hotel at the\nhead of his letter.", "I'll write you every day--every single day. Mother, dearest, darling\nmother, I can't stay away from you----\"", "\"Oh, you precious lamb!\" exclaimed Virginia. \"He couldn't bear to hurt\npoor mamma, could he?\" and she kissed him ecstatically before hastening\nto the slumbering Jenny in the adjoining room.", "\"But I can't go, mother. You don't understand,\" replied Virginia, while\nher lips worked convulsively. No one could understand--not even her", "With my heart's fondest love to you both,\n Your\n VIRGINIA.\n\n * * * * *", "\"He looks all right,\" he remarked, bending over the child in Virginia's\nlap. \"Does anything hurt you, Harry?\"", "\"But I was up with him last night, mother. His throat hurts him,\" broke\nin Virginia in a voice that was full of emotion." ], [ "The town lay under a thin crust of snow, which was beginning to melt in\nthe chill rain that was falling. Raising her umbrella, Virginia picked", "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "Virginia, but he could not talk to her. Some impregnable barrier of\npersonality separated them as if it were a wall. Already they belonged\nto different generations; they spoke in the language of different", "But Virginia, walking so quietly at her side, was inhabiting at the\nmoment a separate universe--a universe smelling of honeysuckle and", "street. Around them the town seemed to beat with a single heart, as if\nit waited, like Virginia, in breathless suspense for some secret that\nmust come out of the darkness. Sometimes the sidewalks over which they", "Virginia's blush came quickly, and turning her head away, she gazed\nearnestly down the street to the octagonal market, which stood on the\nspot where slaves were offered for sale when she was born.", "without giving trouble, and she gave none at the end. As she lay there\nin her little bed in Virginia's spare room, to which she had moved after", "Virginia, who had been looking with her rapt gaze down the deserted\nstreet, quivered at the words as if they had stabbed her.", "public movement in Dinwiddie in which she did not take a practical\ninterest. She had kept her mind as alert as her body, and the number of\nbooks she read had always shocked Virginia a little, who felt that time", "Virginia, who had never argued in her life, did not attempt to do so\nwith her own daughter. She merely accepted the truth of Jenny's\ninflexible logic; and with that obstinate softness which is an", "them always about, and that makes him impatient. Now, Virginia is a born\nmother, just like her grandmother and all the women of our family.\"", "Virginia's heart gave a single bound of joy and lay quiet. Not for\nworlds would she have asked to go to the Treadwells', yet ever since", "Virginia his words brought a startled realization that her mother--her\nown mother, with her faded face and her soft, anxious eyes--had once", "of Virginia's age, who was hired by Mrs. Pendleton, partly out of\ncharity because she supported an invalid father who had been crippled in\nthe war, and partly because, having little strength and being an", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "Above the Dinwiddie of Virginia's girlhood, rising sharply out of the\nsmoothly blended level of personalities, there towered, as far back as", "VIRGINIA\n\n By ELLEN GLASGOW", "\"She's Virginia Pendleton. You know her, of course.\" He tried honestly\nto be natural, but in spite of himself he could not keep a note of", "than herself, and the father of two children. The blow had fallen,\nwithout warning, upon Virginia, who had never seen the man, and did not\nlike what she had heard of him. Unwisely, she had attempted to", "\"So this is life,\" thought Virginia, while she folded her mourning veil,\nand laid it away in the top drawer of her bureau. Like all who are" ], [ "partly because he knew that the older man expected him to do so. It was\none of Oliver's most engaging characteristics that he usually adapted\nhimself with perfect ease to whatever life or other people expected of", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "\"Certainly, sir,\" rejoined Oliver readily. He always addressed the\nrector as \"sir,\" partly because it seemed to him to be appropriate,", "A year ago Oliver would have surrendered at once before the terror in\nher eyes; but in those twelve long months of effort, of hope, of balked", "\"Of course I'll help you--but, oh, Oliver, what in the world are you\ngoing to do?\"\n\n\"I haven't thought. I'm too busy, but I'll manage somehow.\"", "\"You ought to be proud of that boy, Oliver,\" he observed, beaming.\n\"There's the making of a fine man in him, but you mustn't let Jinny", "thrilled suddenly. \"It must be beautiful to have something that you feel\nabout like this. Oh, I wish I were you, Oliver! I wish a thousand times\nI were you!\"", "CHAPTER X\n\nOLIVER SURRENDERS", "\"And Oliver has lived out in the world so much, mother.\"", "society but Oliver's. He is the whole world to me, and when he is not\nhere I spend my time, unless I am at work, just sitting and thinking", "\"As you please,\" replied Oliver quietly. \"What in thunder has he got to\nsay to me?\" he thought. \"And why can't he say it and have it over?\"", "his way, so she proceeded now by instinct to manage Oliver. \"You dear\nboy! Of course you may turn things upside down if you want to. Only wait", "\"Give it to the little beggar. It won't hurt him,\" said Oliver\nimpatiently, as Harry began to protest.", "Goode) who are forever thinking of how they look. But Oliver made such a\nfuss about the fires that I didn't tell him that I went down to the", "\"Oh, father doesn't take any of his talk seriously. He calls it\n'starvation foolishness,' and says that Oliver will get over it as soon", "sacrificed the children to Oliver, and to-day I sacrificed Oliver to the\nchildren. I love Oliver as much, but I have made the children. They came", "\"I made father promise not to. I hoped so I could change Oliver, and\nmaybe I can after we're married, mother.\"", "\"Of course, if the little chap were really suffering, I'd be as anxious\nabout staying as you are,\" said Oliver impatiently; \"but there's nothing\nthe matter. You're all right, aren't you, Harry?\"", "about Oliver's peculiar attitude of mind. I am sure that father wouldn't\nhave felt that way, and think how poor he has always been. Perhaps it\ncomes from dear Oliver having lived abroad so much and away from the", "had said eagerly, \"It will be so nice to see Miss Oldcastle, Oliver,\"\nand he had answered in a constrained tone which he tried to make light" ], [ "partly because he knew that the older man expected him to do so. It was\none of Oliver's most engaging characteristics that he usually adapted\nhimself with perfect ease to whatever life or other people expected of", "\"Of course I'll help you--but, oh, Oliver, what in the world are you\ngoing to do?\"\n\n\"I haven't thought. I'm too busy, but I'll manage somehow.\"", "When Cyrus's knock came at his door, Oliver crossed the room to let in\nhis visitor, and then fell back, startled, at the sight of his uncle. \"I", "\"As you please,\" replied Oliver quietly. \"What in thunder has he got to\nsay to me?\" he thought. \"And why can't he say it and have it over?\"", "Oliver, meanwhile, had thrown off his coat, and settled down to work\nunder the flickering gas, at the end of the mantelpiece. Inspiration had", "CHAPTER X\n\nOLIVER SURRENDERS", "\"Certainly, sir,\" rejoined Oliver readily. He always addressed the\nrector as \"sir,\" partly because it seemed to him to be appropriate,", "\"Of course, if the little chap were really suffering, I'd be as anxious\nabout staying as you are,\" said Oliver impatiently; \"but there's nothing\nthe matter. You're all right, aren't you, Harry?\"", "Oliver,\" he added, \"but I remembered that I'd promised Aunt Lucy to take\nher down to Tin Pot Alley after supper, so I made a bolt while he was", "\"Give it to the little beggar. It won't hurt him,\" said Oliver\nimpatiently, as Harry began to protest.", "did Cyrus Treadwell's stinginess matter when his only relation to life\nconsisted in his being the uncle of Oliver? It was as if a single shape", "about Oliver's peculiar attitude of mind. I am sure that father wouldn't\nhave felt that way, and think how poor he has always been. Perhaps it\ncomes from dear Oliver having lived abroad so much and away from the", "\"Oliver?\" repeated Miss Priscilla, a little perplexed. \"You don't mean\nthe son of your uncle Henry, who went out to Australia? I thought your", "\"That was the first thing that occurred to father,\" answered Susan, \"but\nOliver told me last night while we were unpacking his books--he has a", "\"Oh, father doesn't take any of his talk seriously. He calls it\n'starvation foolishness,' and says that Oliver will get over it as soon", "A year ago Oliver would have surrendered at once before the terror in\nher eyes; but in those twelve long months of effort, of hope, of balked", "As he paused, Oliver's attention, which had wandered off into a vague\nmist of feeling, became suddenly riveted to the appalling spectacle of", "\"Of course I declined absolutely.\"\n\n\"But how will you live, Oliver?\"", "Oliver sends love. He is working very hard at the office now, and he\nhates it.\n\n Your loving\n VIRGINIA.", "\"I hope you haven't been foolish, Oliver,\" she said in a tone which\nconveyed an emotional sympathy as well as a moral protest.\n\n\"That depends upon what you mean by foolishness,\" he returned, still\nsmiling." ], [ "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "was nothing to talk about--since Virginia had never learned to talk of\nherself, and Oliver had grown reticent recently about the subjects that\ninterested him. When the daily anecdotes of the children had been aired", "As he vanished, Virginia started up quickly, called \"Oliver!\" under her\nbreath, and then sat down again, drawing her child closer in her arms.", "Oliver had gazed so intently. Then, as they drew nearer, she saw that\nVirginia's face was pink and her eyes starry under their lowered lashes.", "\"Poor Oliver,\" said Virginia gently. \"It is terrible on him. He must be\nso anxious.\" But even while she uttered the words, she was conscious of", "There was a hard snowstorm on the day Oliver returned to Dinwiddie, and\nVirginia, who had watched from the window all the afternoon, saw him", "\"I'll take good care of them. O Oliver!\" her face grew disturbed. \"I\nforgot all about my promise to Virginia that I'd bring you to see her\nto-night.\"", "\"Virginia says at the last minute that she won't go with us,\" said\nOliver, angry, yet caressing as he always was in his manner to his", "\"Well, we'll go, too,\" replied Virginia. \"That child is simply crazy\nabout building. Has Oliver paid the driver, mother? And what has become\nof him? Susan, have you spoken to Oliver?\"", "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went", "\"He's a fascinating little rascal, there's no doubt of that,\" observed\nOliver, in response to Virginia's triumphant look. Then, bending over,", "\"Virginia felt she ought to name him Henry, but we call him Harry. No,\nOliver hardly ever takes any notice of him. I don't mean, of course,", "That afternoon, when Lucy had motored off with her husband, and Oliver\nand Jenny had gone riding together, Virginia went back again into the", "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "\"Please be careful, Virginia,\" said Oliver again, as they left the road\nand cantered in the direction of a clump of pine woods in a hollow\nbeyond a rotting \"snake\" fence.", "\"This is my cousin Oliver, Virginia,\" remarked Susan as casually as if\nthe meeting of the two had not been planned from all eternity by the\nbeneficent Powers.", "\"Yes, I always liked Abby, too,\" answered Virginia, and it was on the\ntip of her tongue to add that Abby had always liked Oliver. \"If he", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "Virginia was already in the house, and when Oliver and Susan joined her,\nthey found Mrs. Pendleton trying to persuade her to let Marthy carry the\nsleeping Jenny up to the nursery.", "\"He certainly looks all right,\" remarked Mrs. Pendleton, \"and I can take\ncare of him if anything should be wrong.\" Then she added very gravely,\n\"If you can't go, of course Oliver must stay at home, too, Virginia.\"" ], [ "\"It says that the play didn't go very well,\" pursued her mother\nguardedly. \"They expect to take it off at once, and--and Oliver is not\nwell--he is ill in the hotel----\"", "Oliver's play would, it was hoped, provide a financial support for his\nchildren, did not suffice to lift it from the region of the unimportant\nin the mind of his father-in-law.", "the sleeping Oliver. \"It is natural that he should be worried about his\ndebts, and the failure of the play went very hard with him, of", "\"Cheapened himself?\" she repeated wistfully. \"But his first plays failed\nentirely, so these last ones must be a great deal better if they are\nsuch splendid successes.\"", "\"Why, Oliver, there is a sign of your play with a picture of Miss\nOldcastle on it!\" she exclaimed delightedly, pointing to an", "\"It only says that the play was a failure--nobody understood it, and a\ngreat many people said it was--oh, Virginia--_immoral!_--There's", "His enthusiasm had got the better of him, and it was evident that\nOliver's success had banished for a time at least the secret hostility", "that day-old baby for whom she had grieved herself to a shadow, was\nplunged into this condition of abject hopelessness merely because his\nplay was a failure! It was not only impossible for her to share his", "\"He has been so nervous and unlike himself ever since the failure of his\nplay, mother,\" she said. \"It's hard to understand, but it meant more to\nhim than a woman can realize.\"", "For a week there was no letter from Oliver, and at the end of that time\na few lines scrawled on a sheet of hotel paper explained that he spent\nevery minute of his time at the theatre.", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "last night, she had noticed the nervousness in his manner and had\nsympathetically attributed it to his anxiety about the fate of his play.\nIt was so like Oliver to be silent and self-absorbed when he was", "She knew intuitively that Oliver had sent the telegram because he had\nnot written--and would not write, probably, until he had finished with\nthe hardest work of his play. It was an easy thing to do--it took", "\"Oliver, I never dreamed that it would be like this. The play will be a\ngreat success--even a greater one than the last, won't it, dear?\" Her", "partly because he knew that the older man expected him to do so. It was\none of Oliver's most engaging characteristics that he usually adapted\nhimself with perfect ease to whatever life or other people expected of", "Oliver's illness and failure. The naïve wonder with which she had\nwatched the gigantic outlines shape themselves out of the white fog, had", "As he paused, Oliver's attention, which had wandered off into a vague\nmist of feeling, became suddenly riveted to the appalling spectacle of", "\"I heard you were sick--that the play had failed. I was so sorry I\nhadn't come with you--\" she explained; and then, understanding for the", "And yet, so strange is life, so inexplicable are its contradictions,\nthere were times when Oliver's ideal appeared almost to betray him, and\nthe intellectual limitations of Virginia bored rather than delighted", "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went" ], [ "than herself, and the father of two children. The blow had fallen,\nwithout warning, upon Virginia, who had never seen the man, and did not\nlike what she had heard of him. Unwisely, she had attempted to", "\"There's your father's step,\" said Virginia, whose face looked drawn and\npallid in the dusk. \"Let me light the lamp, darling. He hates to read\nhis paper by anything but lamplight.\"", "\"When you married father? Yes, I know,\" said Virginia, but she said it\nwithout conviction. In her heart she did not believe that marrying her", "being, and there was something intolerable to him in any slowly\nharrowing grief. To watch Virginia nursing every memory of her father\nbecause she shrank from the subtle disloyalty of forgetfulness, aroused", "\"Oh, father, please hurry!\" called Virginia from the porch, and rising\nobediently, he followed Mrs. Pendleton through the hall and out into the", "of Virginia's age, who was hired by Mrs. Pendleton, partly out of\ncharity because she supported an invalid father who had been crippled in\nthe war, and partly because, having little strength and being an", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "And to Virginia, who saw but one thing at a time and to whom that one\nthing was always the present instant, it seemed that the firm ground\nupon which she trod had crumbled beneath her.", "Virginia, but he could not talk to her. Some impregnable barrier of\npersonality separated them as if it were a wall. Already they belonged\nto different generations; they spoke in the language of different", "A shiver passed through Virginia and left her stiller and graver than\nbefore.\n\n\"No, it was not a mistake, mother,\" she answered quietly. \"I did what I\nwas obliged to do. Oliver could not understand.\"", "entirely due, as Virginia had suspected, to one of her rare attacks of\nnervousness, had entirely disappeared. In her normal mood she was\nperfectly capable of taking care of herself not only within the estate", "\"How do I look, father? Am I pretty?\" asked Virginia, stretching her\nthin young arms out on either side of her, and waiting with parted lips\nto drink in his praise.", "In the night Harry awoke crying. He had dreamed, he said between his\nsobs, when Virginia, slipperless and in her nightdress, bent over him,\nthat his mother was going away from him forever.", "Virginia his words brought a startled realization that her mother--her\nown mother, with her faded face and her soft, anxious eyes--had once", "Virginia, who had never argued in her life, did not attempt to do so\nwith her own daughter. She merely accepted the truth of Jenny's\ninflexible logic; and with that obstinate softness which is an", "makes any difference when one is dead,\" Virginia thought wearily; and\nan unutterable loathing passed over her for all the little acts by which", "\"Oliver used to be so romantic,\" said Virginia, as she had said so often\nto herself, while the glow paled slowly from her cheeks, leaving them\nthe colour of faded rose-leaves.", "\"It does not matter,\" she answered; and he put out his hand.\n\n\"Good-bye, Virginia,\" he said, with a catch in his voice.", "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "food was brought to her, she clasped her hands on her thin breast,\nsmiled once into Virginia's face, and died so quietly that there was\nhardly a perceptible change in her breathing. She had gone through life" ], [ "\"Oliver, I never dreamed that it would be like this. The play will be a\ngreat success--even a greater one than the last, won't it, dear?\" Her", "the sleeping Oliver. \"It is natural that he should be worried about his\ndebts, and the failure of the play went very hard with him, of", "His enthusiasm had got the better of him, and it was evident that\nOliver's success had banished for a time at least the secret hostility", "\"Why, Oliver, there is a sign of your play with a picture of Miss\nOldcastle on it!\" she exclaimed delightedly, pointing to an", "Oliver's play would, it was hoped, provide a financial support for his\nchildren, did not suffice to lift it from the region of the unimportant\nin the mind of his father-in-law.", "For a week there was no letter from Oliver, and at the end of that time\na few lines scrawled on a sheet of hotel paper explained that he spent\nevery minute of his time at the theatre.", "partly because he knew that the older man expected him to do so. It was\none of Oliver's most engaging characteristics that he usually adapted\nhimself with perfect ease to whatever life or other people expected of", "\"It says that the play didn't go very well,\" pursued her mother\nguardedly. \"They expect to take it off at once, and--and Oliver is not\nwell--he is ill in the hotel----\"", "She knew intuitively that Oliver had sent the telegram because he had\nnot written--and would not write, probably, until he had finished with\nthe hardest work of his play. It was an easy thing to do--it took", "\"It was a wonderful success, all the papers say so, Oliver,\" she said,\nwhen he had seated himself at the other end of the table and taken the\ncoffee from her hand, which shook in spite of her effort.", "shelter. Even the flaring advertisements of Oliver's play, which was\nstill running in a Broadway theatre, aroused no pain, hardly any thought", "\"Cheapened himself?\" she repeated wistfully. \"But his first plays failed\nentirely, so these last ones must be a great deal better if they are\nsuch splendid successes.\"", "\"The same,\" said Susan laughing. \"And so glad about your plays, Oliver,\nso perfectly delighted.\"", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went", "fond she used to be of pretty clothes and of fixing herself up. Now,\nshe simply lives in Oliver and the children, and she is the proudest\nthing of his plays! The rector says that she thinks he is Shakespeare", "Oliver's fame thrilled her as she had not been thrilled since the\ntelegram had come announcing that Harry had won the scholarship which", "A year ago Oliver would have surrendered at once before the terror in\nher eyes; but in those twelve long months of effort, of hope, of balked", "Oliver, meanwhile, had thrown off his coat, and settled down to work\nunder the flickering gas, at the end of the mantelpiece. Inspiration had", "his way, so she proceeded now by instinct to manage Oliver. \"You dear\nboy! Of course you may turn things upside down if you want to. Only wait" ], [ "And to Virginia, who saw but one thing at a time and to whom that one\nthing was always the present instant, it seemed that the firm ground\nupon which she trod had crumbled beneath her.", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "A look of pleasure, the first she had worn for days, flitted over\nVirginia's face. She had all her mother's touching appreciation of", "\"So this is life,\" thought Virginia, while she folded her mourning veil,\nand laid it away in the top drawer of her bureau. Like all who are", "so unlike the normal Virginia, soothed her for an instant, and she said\nover and over to herself, while she moved hurriedly about the room, as", "Virginia, who had been looking with her rapt gaze down the deserted\nstreet, quivered at the words as if they had stabbed her.", "To Virginia in the long torrid days of that summer there seemed time for\nneither anxiety nor disappointment. Every minute of her eighteen waking\nhours was spent in keeping the children washed, dressed, and", "Virginia, who had never argued in her life, did not attempt to do so\nwith her own daughter. She merely accepted the truth of Jenny's\ninflexible logic; and with that obstinate softness which is an", "herself as a middle-aged woman, and her constant plans for the future\namazed Virginia, whose hold upon life was so much slighter, so much less", "mood, aroused in her now merely a breathless satisfaction at the\nspectacle of her own audacity. The natural Virginia had triumphed for an\ninstant over the Virginia whom the ages had bred.", "food was brought to her, she clasped her hands on her thin breast,\nsmiled once into Virginia's face, and died so quietly that there was\nhardly a perceptible change in her breathing. She had gone through life", "A shiver passed through Virginia and left her stiller and graver than\nbefore.\n\n\"No, it was not a mistake, mother,\" she answered quietly. \"I did what I\nwas obliged to do. Oliver could not understand.\"", "Virginia, who had already torn off her house dress, and was hurriedly\nbuttoning the navy blue waist in which she had travelled, looked at her\ncalmly without pausing for an instant in her task.", "Virginia's heart gave a single bound of joy and lay quiet. Not for\nworlds would she have asked to go to the Treadwells', yet ever since", "her own youth appeared to take the place of Virginia's. She saw herself,\nas she had seen the other an instant before, standing flushed and\nexpectant before the untrodden road of the future. She heard again the", "Virginia his words brought a startled realization that her mother--her\nown mother, with her faded face and her soft, anxious eyes--had once", "than herself, and the father of two children. The blow had fallen,\nwithout warning, upon Virginia, who had never seen the man, and did not\nlike what she had heard of him. Unwisely, she had attempted to", "entirely due, as Virginia had suspected, to one of her rare attacks of\nnervousness, had entirely disappeared. In her normal mood she was\nperfectly capable of taking care of herself not only within the estate", "makes any difference when one is dead,\" Virginia thought wearily; and\nan unutterable loathing passed over her for all the little acts by which", "\"I never knew him to behave like this before,\" said Virginia, almost in\ntears from shame and weariness. \"It must be the excitement of getting" ], [ "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "\"Virginia says at the last minute that she won't go with us,\" said\nOliver, angry, yet caressing as he always was in his manner to his", "Oliver had gazed so intently. Then, as they drew nearer, she saw that\nVirginia's face was pink and her eyes starry under their lowered lashes.", "\"Poor Oliver,\" said Virginia gently. \"It is terrible on him. He must be\nso anxious.\" But even while she uttered the words, she was conscious of", "That afternoon, when Lucy had motored off with her husband, and Oliver\nand Jenny had gone riding together, Virginia went back again into the", "As he vanished, Virginia started up quickly, called \"Oliver!\" under her\nbreath, and then sat down again, drawing her child closer in her arms.", "\"I suppose I'll have to let him go,\" said Virginia, distractedly, \"but\nOliver will be horrified. He says I don't reason with them enough.", "\"This is my cousin Oliver, Virginia,\" remarked Susan as casually as if\nthe meeting of the two had not been planned from all eternity by the\nbeneficent Powers.", "\"Why, Oliver, there is a sign of your play with a picture of Miss\nOldcastle on it!\" she exclaimed delightedly, pointing to an", "\"It says that the play didn't go very well,\" pursued her mother\nguardedly. \"They expect to take it off at once, and--and Oliver is not\nwell--he is ill in the hotel----\"", "\"Well, we'll go, too,\" replied Virginia. \"That child is simply crazy\nabout building. Has Oliver paid the driver, mother? And what has become\nof him? Susan, have you spoken to Oliver?\"", "\"I'll take good care of them. O Oliver!\" her face grew disturbed. \"I\nforgot all about my promise to Virginia that I'd bring you to see her\nto-night.\"", "Oliver had come downstairs in one of his absent-minded moods, but by the\ntime Virginia had repeated her news he was able to take it in, and to\nshow a proper solicitude for his aunt.", "And yet, so strange is life, so inexplicable are its contradictions,\nthere were times when Oliver's ideal appeared almost to betray him, and\nthe intellectual limitations of Virginia bored rather than delighted", "By Tuesday night the dress was finished, and Virginia was stuffing the\nsleeves with tissue paper before packing it into her trunk, when Oliver\ncame into the room and stood watching her in silence.", "\"Please be careful, Virginia,\" said Oliver again, as they left the road\nand cantered in the direction of a clump of pine woods in a hollow\nbeyond a rotting \"snake\" fence.", "\"He's a fascinating little rascal, there's no doubt of that,\" observed\nOliver, in response to Virginia's triumphant look. Then, bending over,", "\"Oliver used to be so romantic,\" said Virginia, as she had said so often\nto herself, while the glow paled slowly from her cheeks, leaving them\nthe colour of faded rose-leaves.", "\"Yes, I always liked Abby, too,\" answered Virginia, and it was on the\ntip of her tongue to add that Abby had always liked Oliver. \"If he" ], [ "\"Please be careful, Virginia,\" said Oliver again, as they left the road\nand cantered in the direction of a clump of pine woods in a hollow\nbeyond a rotting \"snake\" fence.", "\"Have you seen dear Miss Priscilla?\" asked Virginia, striving to turn\nthe conversation away from herself, and shivering with terror lest the\nother should ask after Oliver, whom she had always adored.", "\"Virginia says at the last minute that she won't go with us,\" said\nOliver, angry, yet caressing as he always was in his manner to his", "Virginia had never discovered. For years she fought against admitting\nthe discord between them. Then, at last, on the occasion of a quarrel,\nwhen it was no longer possible to dissemble, she followed Oliver into", "Virginia's mind was that she must be, at all costs, the kind of woman\nthat Oliver wanted.", "As he vanished, Virginia started up quickly, called \"Oliver!\" under her\nbreath, and then sat down again, drawing her child closer in her arms.", "\"I suppose I'll have to let him go,\" said Virginia, distractedly, \"but\nOliver will be horrified. He says I don't reason with them enough.", "\"Poor Oliver,\" said Virginia gently. \"It is terrible on him. He must be\nso anxious.\" But even while she uttered the words, she was conscious of", "Oliver had gazed so intently. Then, as they drew nearer, she saw that\nVirginia's face was pink and her eyes starry under their lowered lashes.", "Having drunk his coffee, Oliver passed his cup to her, and laid down his\npaper.\n\n\"You look tired, Virginia. I hope it hasn't been too much for you?\"", "\"Oliver,\" she said gently, so gently that she might have been speaking\nto her sick child, \"would you rather that I should go back to Dinwiddie\nto-night?\"", "That night, when they had finished dinner, and Oliver, in response to a\ntelephone message, had hurried down to the theatre, Virginia went", "\"This is my cousin Oliver, Virginia,\" remarked Susan as casually as if\nthe meeting of the two had not been planned from all eternity by the\nbeneficent Powers.", "\"I'll take good care of them. O Oliver!\" her face grew disturbed. \"I\nforgot all about my promise to Virginia that I'd bring you to see her\nto-night.\"", "\"Where in the world have you been, Virginia?\" asked Oliver, a trifle\nimpatiently, for he was not used to having her absent from the house at", "Oliver, when the case was put before him, showed a sympathy with\nVirginia's point of view and a moral inability to coerce his daughter", "\"Yes, I always liked Abby, too,\" answered Virginia, and it was on the\ntip of her tongue to add that Abby had always liked Oliver. \"If he", "\"I sometimes think that Oliver's ambition was the greatest thing in his\nlife,\" said Virginia musingly. \"It meant to him, I believe, a great deal", "Oliver had come downstairs in one of his absent-minded moods, but by the\ntime Virginia had repeated her news he was able to take it in, and to\nshow a proper solicitude for his aunt.", "\"He'll be sick before night and you'll have yourself to blame, Oliver,\"\nsaid Virginia reproachfully." ] ]

[ "Who did Virginia marry?", "What job did Oliver Treadwell take after getting married?", "What did Oliver want to do for a living?", "What was the result of Oliver's first play?", "How many children did Oliver and Virginia have?", "Where did Oliver spend most of his career as a playwright?", "What did Virginia's son do to help his mother near the end of the story?", "When did Virginia start to have money?", "How did Virginia's father die?", "Where does Virginia grow up?", "Who does Virginia first fall in love with?", "What does Oliver Treadwell aspire to be?", "After Oliver and Virginia marry, how many children did they have?", "What city is Oliver's first play produced in?", "How did Virginia's father die?", "How long after her husband did Virginia's mother die?", "Who is Oliver cheating on Virginia with?", "What does Oliver ask Virginia to allow him to do?", "What does Virginia's son write to his mother at the end of the story?", "What town does Virginia grow up in?", "What does Oliver want to be?", "What kind of job does Oliver's uncle offer him?", "How many children do Oliver and Virginia have?", "Why was Oliver's first play a failure?", "How did Virginia's father die?", "What kind of play did Oliver finally have success with?", "What does Virginia do for the first time in her life?", "What happens when Virginia goes with Oliver to one of his plays?", "What did Oliver ask Virginia to do?" ]

[ [ "Oliver Treadwell.", "Oliver Treadwell" ], [ "He went to work for the railroad.", "railroad" ], [ "He wanted to be a playwright.", "Write plays" ], [ "It was a flop.", "It was a flop." ], [ "Three.", "three" ], [ "In New York City.", "New York City" ], [ "He left school and came home to live with his mother,", "Leave school to be with his mother" ], [ "After her husband's plays were successful.", "After Oliver's play was a success" ], [ "He was stabbed while trying prevent the lynching of a young black man.", "He tries to prevent the lynching of an young, inncoent African American " ], [ "Dinwiddie, Virgina", "Dinwiddie, Virginia " ], [ "Oliver Treadwell", "Oliver Treadwell" ], [ "A playwright", "Famous playwriter" ], [ "Three", "3" ], [ "New York City", "New York City" ], [ "He was stabbed", "He attempts to stop the lynching of a young, innocent African American" ], [ "A few months.", "3 months" ], [ "An actress whom he has in one of his plays", "One of the actresses from him play" ], [ "Divorce her", "Divorce her" ], [ "Leave Oxford early to come and live with her again.", "That he is coming back home" ], [ "Dinwiddie, Virginia", "Dinwiddle" ], [ "A playwright.", "Famous playwriter" ], [ "He offer him a job at the bank.", "a bank" ], [ "3", "3" ], [ "It was to intellectual and radical for Broadway.", "It sounded too smart with new ideas" ], [ "He was stabbed trying to prevent the lynching of an African American.", "Got stabbed" ], [ "A trashy play.", "A trashy one" ], [ "Spends Christmas home alone.", "She spends Christmas alone at home" ], [ "She finds out he is having an affair with one of the actresses in his play.", "she finds out he is having an affair" ], [ "To give him a divorce.", "let him divorce her" ] ]

[ [ "The girl, Summer Finn of\n Shinnecock, Michigan, did not share\n this belief.\n \n CUT TO:", "The girl is SUMMER FINN. She files folders and answers phones\n in a plain white office. She has cropped blonde hair almost", "Summer gives a little wave before following Vance out.\n \n She doesn't notice Tom whose face looks like he's just seen\n God.", "Her co-workers whistle and cheer her on. She takes a deep\n breath as the opening bars of \"Born to Run\" begin to play and\n Summer starts to sing. Tom sees Summer as the actress in", "TOM\n Mom, Martin, this is Summer.\n \n SARAH\n Summer! Well hello! We've heard so", "No thank you.\n \n As she answers Summer gives a quick glance over to Tom. The\n Guy notices. Up to this point he had not connected the two of", "TOM\n Shhh!\n \n Suddenly, the sound of a toilet flushing is heard. From the\n bathroom emerges Summer, dressed to go out.", "SUMMER\n Michigan.\n \n VANCE\n Right. Michigan. Well, Summer,", "PAUL\n Oh crap.\n \n SUMMER\n Hi, I'm Summer..", "call for you on line 3.\n \n And in walks this girl. Summer. We've met her by now but Tom", "miserable. Summer is on the dance floor. Though she's not\n really dancing with anyone in particular, she's dancing with\n everyone. Finally she comes over, white shirt dripping with", "When they're out of earshot, Tom sees that Summer is\n distraught.\n \n TOM", "Summer gets up and starts walking away from him. After a\n SECOND:\n \n TOM\n Summer!", "MCKENZIE\n Not you. You.\n (beat, to Summer)", "but stare at Summer. She notices and waves. He smiles,\n hopeful that she'll come over. She doesn't. He hides his\n disappointment.", "knows it, everyone else just there for the cake. Song over,\n everyone digs in. Tom finds himself standing next to Summer.\n \n TOM", "Tom keeps talking. Summer turns and looks directly at the\n CAMERA.\n \n 72.", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "Tom watches TV. An advertisement for toothpaste comes on. Tom\n could swear the actress was Summer.", "Summer. You were right all along.\n \n Summer takes a beat to let this hang there.\n \n SUMMER" ], [ "They share another laugh and then it gets quiet. In that good\n way.\n \n ANGLE ON McKenzie, wasted, singing the shit out of \"Proud to", "EXT KARAOKE BAR - LATER\n \n Tom helps a nearly comatose McKenzie exit the place. Summer\n is with them.", "in to the crowded place. McKenzie has the microphone and he's\n singing \"Every Rose Has Its Thorn\" by Poison. He's real into", "Tom listening to her sing. McKenzie comes over.\n \n MCKENZIE\n Your girl is losing it.", "50.\n \n \n \n McKenzie enters and sees her singing into the phone. Turns", "karaoke at The Well.\n \n TOM\n No way McKenzie. Absolutely not.", "McKenzie shares a cubicle with Tom.\n \n MCKENZIE\n This Friday. 10 bucks all you can", "MCKENZIE\n Oh you have no idea. This one...\n embarrassing. There was this one\n girl,", "Ok.\n \n MCKENZIE\n It's about her.\n \n TOM", "CUT TO:\n \n \n CU MCKENZIE.", "Mckenzie and Paul just sit there. Now more uncomfortable than\n ever. On Tom, we:\n \n CUT TO:", "34.\n \n \n \n MCKENZIE\n (can't help himself)", "INT KARAOKE BAR - NIGHT\n \n Summer is in a back booth with some co-workers when Tom walks", "Watch. McKenzie, do you have a\n girlfriend?\n \n MCKENZIE\n No I do not. In fact girls are", "(to Tom)\n I gotta tell this story --\n \n Tom elbows McKenzie hard in the ribs to shut him up.", "MCKENZIE\n Please continue.\n \n \n INT DINER - AS BEFORE", "MCKENZIE\n Yeah.\n \n TOM\n Now she's getting married.", "Tom is at a loss. There's yet another awkward silent beat\n between them. Thankfully, it's interrupted by...\n \n MCKENZIE", "TOM\n I don't...\n \n MCKENZIE\n You really do.", "it and, well, it's kinda sad. Tom waves to McKenzie and walks\n over to the booth.\n \n TOM\n Hi." ], [ "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "There's that word again.\n \n Summer looks at Tom, like she's disappointed or even angry at\n him for something. Then she walks ahead of him into the", "Summer starts walking ahead and Tom notices for the first\n time she's furious.\n \n TOM", "SUMMER\n All we do is argue!\n \n TOM\n That is such a lie!", "Summer gets up and starts walking away from him. After a\n SECOND:\n \n TOM\n Summer!", "When they're out of earshot, Tom sees that Summer is\n distraught.\n \n TOM", "Tom and Summer eating, not really talking much. At another\n table, Tom sees a VERY UNATTRACTIVE COUPLE feeding each other\n food.", "TOM (V.O.)\n I hate the way she sleeps.\n \n CU - SUMMER'S LAUGH", "Again, this has become incredibly awkward for Tom and for\n Summer.\n \n SUMMER\n Absolutely.", "TOM\n Wait, are you still mad at me?\n \n SUMMER\n (rolling her eyes)", "So, uh, Summer...\n \n SUMMER\n Tom.\n \n TOM", "Tom shuts the door on McKenzie as fast as he can. Now it's\n just Tom and Summer. Tom talks a mile a minute to try and", "Tom and Summer get comfortable. Both are excited and looking\n forward to this. The movie starts, the credits roll. Tom and", "TOM\n Shhh!\n \n Suddenly, the sound of a toilet flushing is heard. From the\n bathroom emerges Summer, dressed to go out.", "Tom keeps talking. Summer turns and looks directly at the\n CAMERA.\n \n 72.", "Hey.\n \n Tom and Summer stop talking.\n \n SUMMER\n Hey.", "No thank you.\n \n As she answers Summer gives a quick glance over to Tom. The\n Guy notices. Up to this point he had not connected the two of", "TOM\n Check them out.\n \n Summer sees. She has no reaction.\n \n TOM", "INT. SUMMER'S APARTMENT - 20 MINUTES LATER\n \n Tom and Summer, watching the movie. Intently. They've even", "He's not. He clenches his teeth. And begins...\n \n TOM\n Summer, I've gotta ask you\n something." ], [ "They both laugh. There's a silence for a few beats. And it's\n during this time that something weird comes over Tom and we\n can visibly see it in his face. He likes the look of this", "NARRATOR (V.O.)\n Most days of the year are entirely\n unremarkable. They begin and they\n end without creating a single", "Anyway, who cares about me? This is\n your day.\n \n She hugs him. Tight. He doesn't cry but he could.", "67.\n \n \n \n She comes in and kisses him. He thinks about it for a second.", "they're getting from her. It's been a while. He misses that\n attention.\n \n CUT TO:", "alone. He can't believe it's come to this.\n \n \n (251)", "phone off his balcony. Finally he collapses on the bed.\n \n \n (384)\n INT TOM'S BEDROOM", "extends down to her lower back.\n \n NARRATOR\n Since the disintegration of her\n parents' marriage, she'd only loved", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "INT SUMMER'S BEDROOM - NIGHT - (FROM DAY 39)\n \n From the scene in which Tom and Summer first slept together.", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "behind it. Summer and Tom are trying to have sex in the\n shower. They're trying to stable themselves, grip something\n so as not to fall, elbows are flying, it's a mess.", "Tom says nothing.\n \n SUMMER\n I knew I could promise him I'd feel\n the same way every morning. In a", "Tom and Summer seated outside drinking coffee. He reads the\n newspaper, she reads a novel.\n \n TOM (V.O.)\n We had coffee.", "Neither of them say a word as they go their separate ways.\n \n TOM\n (calling to her)\n I just got my ass kicked!", "CUT TO:\n \n \n (290S)\n EXT. STREET - DAY", "He starts to go. But halfway through the doorway, he pauses\n and looks back at the girl.\n \n 117.", "starts dancing again.\n \n LATER. Tom is outside in the rain. We can still hear the\n music blaring from the club. Summer is in there. Tom is", "The elevator doors open and she gets off.\n \n TOM\n (accidentally out loud)\n Oh my god.", "That day again. As we've seen before, Tom reads a newspaper.\n Summer reads a novel.\n \n TOM" ], [ "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "TOM\n (HURT)\n That's real nice.\n \n He walks off. She feels some guilt for a second.", "You did the right thing. Where is\n he?\n \n Tom is in the kitchen breaking things and basically going", "When they're out of earshot, Tom sees that Summer is\n distraught.\n \n TOM", "bed. He reads from one called \"Six Steps to Getting Over\n Him.\"\n \n TOM (V.O.)", "Tom puts his hands in his pockets and watches this exchange\n go down. Not sure what else to do. At this point he's more\n amused than concerned.", "39.\n \n \n \n \n INT TOM'S PLACE - THAT NIGHT", "They both laugh. There's a silence for a few beats. And it's\n during this time that something weird comes over Tom and we\n can visibly see it in his face. He likes the look of this", "Tom walks a few more steps.\n \n And then, seemingly out of nowhere, without his even", "TOM\n Is everything alright with you?\n \n She smiles, tries to pull herself together.", "Tom listening to her sing. McKenzie comes over.\n \n MCKENZIE\n Your girl is losing it.", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "NARRATOR\n It took a long time but Tom had\n finally learned. There are no\n miracles. There's no such thing as", "drinking with, and possibly flirting with many of them. Tom\n notices, smiles, pretends it doesn't mean anything, but he's\n clearly jealous, not in a sexual way but of the attention", "Tom wakes up. He gets his bearings and then quickly rolls\n onto the floor and begins a brief push-up routine.", "TOM\n Yeah.\n \n \n INT TOM'S BEDROOM - LATER THAT NIGHT", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "Tom recognizes he's losing his shit. He takes a seat on the\n boardroom table.\n \n TOM", "Summer goes back to eating. Tom can't believe she snapped.\n \n \n (31)\n INT RESTAURANT - NIGHT", "Summer gives a little wave before following Vance out.\n \n She doesn't notice Tom whose face looks like he's just seen\n God." ], [ "CO-WORKER (RHODA)\n We're a greeting card company.\n \n TOM", "Currently, they are standing around one desk where Tom sits\n writing everyone's cards.\n \n 79.", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "Tom walks a few more steps.\n \n And then, seemingly out of nowhere, without his even", "Tom sits next to McKenzie and across from Vance. He's in his\n usual boardroom position, which is to say, near comatose.", "Tom wakes up. He gets his bearings and then quickly rolls\n onto the floor and begins a brief push-up routine.", "for `I'll call you later' in return. Vance sees none of it.\n Tom walks to his cubicle, still on top of the world.", "39.\n \n \n \n \n INT TOM'S PLACE - THAT NIGHT", "Tom comes outside with some boxes. He stands out in front of\n the building. His face says one thing. \"Holy shit. Did I just\n do that?!\" And then we,", "Tom gets up and walks to the door.\n \n TOM\n It's all crap. We make and peddle", "without a word and leaves.\n \n \n INT TOM'S CUBICLE - SAME", "He hands him some sympathy cards.\n \n TOM\n Funerals and sympathy?\n \n VANCE", "TOM\n Think about it.\n (picks up another card)\n \"Congratulations on your new baby.\"", "LATER. Summer, packed up to go, walks over to Tom's cubicle\n but he's already gone.", "On the right side of the screen, Tom continues to listen to\n some boring presentation. On the left, Summer answers a call,\n takes a message, and walks out of her cubicle down a long", "And they're all business. As Tom turns to go, however, Summer\n gives him a little coy smile that would be enough to make\n anyone's day complete. Tom gives her the international signal", "balance out the corporate dress code. He looks pretty bored.\n \n NARRATOR\n The boy, Tom Hansen of Margate, New", "conference table. The walls are lined with framed blow-up\n sized greeting cards. Tom, dark hair and blue eyes, wears a t-\n shirt under his sports coat and Adidas tennis shoes to", "Tom actually wanders in to work, wearing sunglasses and the\n clothes he slept in. People pass and say hello. He can't\n muster responses. At his desk,", "Suddenly, Tom sees something at the front of the line.\n \n TOM\n Oh shit." ], [ "Tom and Summer are in a LARGE CIRCLE OF PEOPLE at a party.\n TIME CUTS reveal that Summer is talking with, laughing with,", "When they're out of earshot, Tom sees that Summer is\n distraught.\n \n TOM", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "Summer gives a little wave before following Vance out.\n \n She doesn't notice Tom whose face looks like he's just seen\n God.", "knows it, everyone else just there for the cake. Song over,\n everyone digs in. Tom finds himself standing next to Summer.\n \n TOM", "And they're all business. As Tom turns to go, however, Summer\n gives him a little coy smile that would be enough to make\n anyone's day complete. Tom gives her the international signal", "phone rings and he picks it up.\n \n TOM\n Hello?\n \n SUMMER (V.O.)", "TOM\n Shhh!\n \n Suddenly, the sound of a toilet flushing is heard. From the\n bathroom emerges Summer, dressed to go out.", "Tom shuts the door on McKenzie as fast as he can. Now it's\n just Tom and Summer. Tom talks a mile a minute to try and", "Tom is listening to headphones. Summer enters the elevator\n and Tom actively puts on a show to ignore her. Summer hears\n the music.", "INT. SUMMER'S APARTMENT - 20 MINUTES LATER\n \n Tom and Summer, watching the movie. Intently. They've even", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "No thank you.\n \n As she answers Summer gives a quick glance over to Tom. The\n Guy notices. Up to this point he had not connected the two of", "Tom and Summer eating, not really talking much. At another\n table, Tom sees a VERY UNATTRACTIVE COUPLE feeding each other\n food.", "Tom keeps talking. Summer turns and looks directly at the\n CAMERA.\n \n 72.", "in Red\" and everyone's dancing. When we're back on Tom, he's\n sitting with Summer.\n \n TOM", "There's that word again.\n \n Summer looks at Tom, like she's disappointed or even angry at\n him for something. Then she walks ahead of him into the", "TOM\n Check them out.\n \n Summer sees. She has no reaction.\n \n TOM", "Again, this has become incredibly awkward for Tom and for\n Summer.\n \n SUMMER\n Absolutely.", "TOM\n Mom, Martin, this is Summer.\n \n SARAH\n Summer! Well hello! We've heard so" ], [ "4.\n \n \n \n NARRATOR", "phone off his balcony. Finally he collapses on the bed.\n \n \n (384)\n INT TOM'S BEDROOM", "84.\n \n \n \n TOM", "They both laugh. There's a silence for a few beats. And it's\n during this time that something weird comes over Tom and we\n can visibly see it in his face. He likes the look of this", "Anyway, who cares about me? This is\n your day.\n \n She hugs him. Tight. He doesn't cry but he could.", "48.\n \n \n \n TOM\n No. See now, this is torture.", "NARRATOR (V.O.)\n Most days of the year are entirely\n unremarkable. They begin and they\n end without creating a single", "they're getting from her. It's been a while. He misses that\n attention.\n \n CUT TO:", "extends down to her lower back.\n \n NARRATOR\n Since the disintegration of her\n parents' marriage, she'd only loved", "Tom says nothing.\n \n SUMMER\n I knew I could promise him I'd feel\n the same way every morning. In a", "67.\n \n \n \n She comes in and kisses him. He thinks about it for a second.", "Tom and Summer seated outside drinking coffee. He reads the\n newspaper, she reads a novel.\n \n TOM (V.O.)\n We had coffee.", "That day again. As we've seen before, Tom reads a newspaper.\n Summer reads a novel.\n \n TOM", "CUT TO:\n \n 46.", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "Tom meets Summer on January 8th in\n a San Francisco office building. In\n an instant, he will know she's the\n one he's been looking for.", "OVER:\n \n \n (417-464)\n 1. INT TOM'S BATHROOM - DAY", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "He's sleeping like a baby, probably the best sleep he's had\n in a long while. Summer lies next to him. Wide awake. Bored\n and unfulfilled.", "alone. He can't believe it's come to this.\n \n \n (251)" ], [ "INT SUMMER'S BEDROOM - NIGHT - (FROM DAY 39)\n \n From the scene in which Tom and Summer first slept together.", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "miserable. Summer is on the dance floor. Though she's not\n really dancing with anyone in particular, she's dancing with\n everyone. Finally she comes over, white shirt dripping with", "MCKENZIE\n We know.\n \n TOM\n But... It's May! We broke up last", "Summer gives a little wave before following Vance out.\n \n She doesn't notice Tom whose face looks like he's just seen\n God.", "Summer goes back to eating. Tom can't believe she snapped.\n \n \n (31)\n INT RESTAURANT - NIGHT", "It's playing at 5.\n \n SUMMER\n You want to go?\n \n TOM", "Summer gets up and starts walking away from him. After a\n SECOND:\n \n TOM\n Summer!", "Tom and Summer seated outside drinking coffee. He reads the\n newspaper, she reads a novel.\n \n TOM (V.O.)\n We had coffee.", "110.\n \n \n \n SUMMER", "Summer gives him a pen from her purse and the underside of\n her arm. Tom thinks about this. Then he starts to draw a\n sketch on her skin. We catch her watching his face as he", "Summer. You were right all along.\n \n Summer takes a beat to let this hang there.\n \n SUMMER", "but stare at Summer. She notices and waves. He smiles,\n hopeful that she'll come over. She doesn't. He hides his\n disappointment.", "Hello me. You having a good day?\n \n SUMMER\n I am thank you. Listen, about", "Tom and Summer eat sandwiches in the park.\n \n TOM (V.O.)\n We spent the whole day together.", "Summer on his wall. He looks at the self-help book and\n dropkicks it.\n \n \n \n (145)", "Tom and Summer get comfortable. Both are excited and looking\n forward to this. The movie starts, the credits roll. Tom and", "Tom keeps talking. Summer turns and looks directly at the\n CAMERA.\n \n 72.", "Tom shuts the door on McKenzie as fast as he can. Now it's\n just Tom and Summer. Tom talks a mile a minute to try and" ], [ "Tom walks a few more steps.\n \n And then, seemingly out of nowhere, without his even", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "NARRATOR\n It took a long time but Tom had\n finally learned. There are no\n miracles. There's no such thing as", "39.\n \n \n \n \n INT TOM'S PLACE - THAT NIGHT", "Tom wakes up. He gets his bearings and then quickly rolls\n onto the floor and begins a brief push-up routine.", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "Tom actually wanders in to work, wearing sunglasses and the\n clothes he slept in. People pass and say hello. He can't\n muster responses. At his desk,", "Tom sits next to McKenzie and across from Vance. He's in his\n usual boardroom position, which is to say, near comatose.", "Tom and Summer, who have ridden together to work, stand\n outside the building.\n \n 49.", "Tom gets up and walks to the door.\n \n TOM\n It's all crap. We make and peddle", "Tom puts his hands in his pockets and watches this exchange\n go down. Not sure what else to do. At this point he's more\n amused than concerned.", "On the right side of the screen, Tom continues to listen to\n some boring presentation. On the left, Summer answers a call,\n takes a message, and walks out of her cubicle down a long", "for `I'll call you later' in return. Vance sees none of it.\n Tom walks to his cubicle, still on top of the world.", "Tom is getting excited. The rest of the room is growing\n uncomfortable.\n \n TOM", "The phone rings. Tom stops his push-ups to answer it.\n \n NARRATOR (V.O.)\n May 8th was a Saturday.", "CUT TO:\n \n LATER. Tom at the bar. He downs his drink in one gulp.", "27.\n \n \n \n TOM", "Tom types at his desk. Summer approaches the cubicle Tom\n shares with McKenzie.\n \n SUMMER", "Tom gets up to leave.\n \n TOM\n You know what sucks? Realizing that\n everything you believe in is", "balance out the corporate dress code. He looks pretty bored.\n \n NARRATOR\n The boy, Tom Hansen of Margate, New" ], [ "interview. We can see he is frustrated but not deterred. In\n the distance, his favorite spot in the city, where he took\n Summer ages ago.", "street corner, where the ultra-modern Transamerica Building\n stands next to the ancient Columbus Tower.\n \n TOM", "Tom getting bad news on the phone. He has a list written on\n his wall (which is now composed of a dynamic cityscape of\n futuristic looking structures). He crosses \"Abrams and", "Tom walks down the street. Or, more accurately, Tom struts\n down the street. He's pointing at people as he passes,\n winking, doing a little shuffle. He is the man. He checks out", "A parade forms behind him. The POSTMAN, a POLICE OFFICER, the\n HOT DOG VENDOR, RONALD MCDONALD and MAYOR MCCHEESE, everybody", "Eh, you know. Same old story. Moved\n to the city to work for a company.\n Company went under. Needed a job.", "This is a story of boy meets girl.\n \n But before they do,\n \n CUT TO:", "ALL BUILDING TO A HUGE CRESCENDO.\n \n BACK TO:", "pump their fists in celebration of Tom's achievement last\n night. He walks on, the man. We notice the sidewalk lights up\n every time he touches the pavement like in \"Billie Jean\".", "4.\n \n \n \n NARRATOR", "the sun. And I kept thinking to\n myself \"Holy shit. Tom was right.\"\n You were right about all of it.\n (BEAT)", "And it turns out she's read every\n Graham Greene novel ever published.\n Her desk is lined with Magritte\n posters and Edward Hopper.", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "ERASED, brick by brick, beam by beam, as if by an unseen\n force and reduced to nothing.\n \n CUT TO:", "form. A pretty impressive looking futuristic skyscraper,\n almost shaped like a tear drop.\n \n \n (240)", "balance out the corporate dress code. He looks pretty bored.\n \n NARRATOR\n The boy, Tom Hansen of Margate, New", "city's skyline.\n \n 2. INT LIBRARY - DAY", "NARRATOR (V.O.)\n Most days of the year are entirely\n unremarkable. They begin and they\n end without creating a single", "formed a traditional Hora. They dance in a big circle and\n clap their hands. A chair is brought to the center and Rachel\n is lifted high above the circle by Tom, his step-dad, and", "Cars pass him at top speed. Bicycles breeze by him. A child\n on a big wheel soars past. He may as well be jogging in\n place." ], [ "Tom keeps talking. Summer turns and looks directly at the\n CAMERA.\n \n 72.", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "And they're all business. As Tom turns to go, however, Summer\n gives him a little coy smile that would be enough to make\n anyone's day complete. Tom gives her the international signal", "Tom shuts the door on McKenzie as fast as he can. Now it's\n just Tom and Summer. Tom talks a mile a minute to try and", "When they're out of earshot, Tom sees that Summer is\n distraught.\n \n TOM", "TOM\n Check them out.\n \n Summer sees. She has no reaction.\n \n TOM", "Summer gives a little wave before following Vance out.\n \n She doesn't notice Tom whose face looks like he's just seen\n God.", "No thank you.\n \n As she answers Summer gives a quick glance over to Tom. The\n Guy notices. Up to this point he had not connected the two of", "phone rings and he picks it up.\n \n TOM\n Hello?\n \n SUMMER (V.O.)", "TOM\n Mom, Martin, this is Summer.\n \n SARAH\n Summer! Well hello! We've heard so", "there and locks it with his. Tom listens and Tom watches\n Summer listening. There's something about this moment, the\n way she sings along, the way her eyes close during certain", "knows it, everyone else just there for the cake. Song over,\n everyone digs in. Tom finds himself standing next to Summer.\n \n TOM", "What?\n \n SUMMER\n You know what. Do you...like me?\n \n TOM", "TOM\n Shhh!\n \n Suddenly, the sound of a toilet flushing is heard. From the\n bathroom emerges Summer, dressed to go out.", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "Tom and Summer get comfortable. Both are excited and looking\n forward to this. The movie starts, the credits roll. Tom and", "TOM\n What...?\n \n SUMMER\n I told you all along what I don't", "TOM (V.O.)\n I love her knees.\n \n CU - SUMMER'S EYES", "He's not. He clenches his teeth. And begins...\n \n TOM\n Summer, I've gotta ask you\n something.", "TOM\n No really, I don't.\n \n SUMMER\n Ok." ], [ "INT. SUMMER'S APARTMENT - 20 MINUTES LATER\n \n Tom and Summer, watching the movie. Intently. They've even", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "When they're out of earshot, Tom sees that Summer is\n distraught.\n \n TOM", "EXT BAR - A FEW MINUTES LATER\n \n Having been thrown out, Summer and Tom exit the place. Tom is", "Summer gives a little wave before following Vance out.\n \n She doesn't notice Tom whose face looks like he's just seen\n God.", "Tom keeps talking. Summer turns and looks directly at the\n CAMERA.\n \n 72.", "Tom and Summer eating, not really talking much. At another\n table, Tom sees a VERY UNATTRACTIVE COUPLE feeding each other\n food.", "Tom and Summer get comfortable. Both are excited and looking\n forward to this. The movie starts, the credits roll. Tom and", "Summer goes back to eating. Tom can't believe she snapped.\n \n \n (31)\n INT RESTAURANT - NIGHT", "Tom and Summer seated outside drinking coffee. He reads the\n newspaper, she reads a novel.\n \n TOM (V.O.)\n We had coffee.", "INT TOM'S CAR - THAT NIGHT\n \n Tom and Summer driving on the Golden Gate. Tom is very", "There's that word again.\n \n Summer looks at Tom, like she's disappointed or even angry at\n him for something. Then she walks ahead of him into the", "INT MOVIE - LATER\n \n Tom and Summer watching the film. Tears begin to well in\n Summer's eyes. They soon turn to audible sobs. Tom turns to", "in Red\" and everyone's dancing. When we're back on Tom, he's\n sitting with Summer.\n \n TOM", "Summer and Tom make eye contact again, as if to say \"now\n what?\" After a beat:\n \n DOUCHE", "Tom and Summer ride in silence for a few beats.\n \n TOM\n (BEAT)", "Tom, unshaven, un-showered, walks by himself. He turns a\n corner and sees Summer walking towards him. As she gets", "So, uh, Summer...\n \n SUMMER\n Tom.\n \n TOM", "Tom and Summer are in a LARGE CIRCLE OF PEOPLE at a party.\n TIME CUTS reveal that Summer is talking with, laughing with,", "Tom shuts the door on McKenzie as fast as he can. Now it's\n just Tom and Summer. Tom talks a mile a minute to try and" ], [ "interview. We can see he is frustrated but not deterred. In\n the distance, his favorite spot in the city, where he took\n Summer ages ago.", "Tom walks a few more steps.\n \n And then, seemingly out of nowhere, without his even", "down the street. Though it's sunny and warm, Tom is a sad,\n broken man and the world is an awful place. There's still", "Tom getting bad news on the phone. He has a list written on\n his wall (which is now composed of a dynamic cityscape of\n futuristic looking structures). He crosses \"Abrams and", "Tom sketches intensely. The landscape, the skyline, the\n works. He's in the zone.\n \n \n (240)", "Tom walks by a COUPLE making out on a bench. He grimaces.\n \n He walks by a sign that says \"TODAY ONLY: FREE BEER.\" He", "39.\n \n \n \n \n INT TOM'S PLACE - THAT NIGHT", "Summer and Tom stand on the street corner looking at the\n buildings.\n \n TOM\n A lot of people have problems with", "Tom walks down the street. Or, more accurately, Tom struts\n down the street. He's pointing at people as he passes,\n winking, doing a little shuffle. He is the man. He checks out", "2. EXT CITY SIDEWALK - DAY\n \n Tom sits on a street corner drawing new additions to the", "Tom sits next to McKenzie and across from Vance. He's in his\n usual boardroom position, which is to say, near comatose.", "If only it wasn't near that\n horrible mirrored thing...\n \n TOM\n Yes! Exactly. I totally agree!", "Tom, starting to get that unshaven, unkempt look, wanders\n through the self-help section. He leafs through some of the\n titles. He grabs just about every one of them.", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "Suddenly, Tom sees something at the front of the line.\n \n TOM\n Oh shit.", "The worst morning ever.\n \n Tom walks down the street. Or, more accurately, Tom sulks", "Tom gets up and walks to the door.\n \n TOM\n It's all crap. We make and peddle", "Tom sits with his feet up on a table, headphones on his ears,\n reading one of many Taschen books on innovative building\n design.", "EXT. PARK - DAY\n \n Tom walks over and sits down on a bench. He stares off, lost", "EXT OFFICE BUILDING - ANOTHER DAY\n \n Tom, in a suit, exits a building after another dismal" ], [ "She turns back to look at Tom on the way. She sticks out her\n tongue to be cute. Co-Worker doesn't see. Tom is crazy about\n her.", "MCKENZIE\n Yeah.\n \n TOM\n Now she's getting married.", "She walks back to her cubicle at the other end of the hall.\n Tom watches her walk away, completely enamored.", "INT WEDDINGS AND ANNIVERSARIES SUITE - LATER\n \n All of the people who work in here are MIDDLE AGED WOMEN.", "102.\n \n \n \n She blows him a kiss and then runs off and joins her girls.", "Her co-workers whistle and cheer her on. She takes a deep\n breath as the opening bars of \"Born to Run\" begin to play and\n Summer starts to sing. Tom sees Summer as the actress in", "drinking with, and possibly flirting with many of them. Tom\n notices, smiles, pretends it doesn't mean anything, but he's\n clearly jealous, not in a sexual way but of the attention", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "The whole office is going.\n Tom looks over to where Summer sits. And realization dawns on\n him...", "And they're all business. As Tom turns to go, however, Summer\n gives him a little coy smile that would be enough to make\n anyone's day complete. Tom gives her the international signal", "He sees a coven of 13-year olds swooning across the dance\n floor at him.\n \n TOM\n That's nice.", "her already.\n \n \n INT. ELEVATOR - LATER", "The elevator doors open and she gets off.\n \n TOM\n (accidentally out loud)\n Oh my god.", "We notice, before he does, a VERY CUTE GIRL sitting in a\n another chair, also waiting. She smiles. He smiles back.\n \n GIRL", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "balance out the corporate dress code. He looks pretty bored.\n \n NARRATOR\n The boy, Tom Hansen of Margate, New", "They both laugh. There's a silence for a few beats. And it's\n during this time that something weird comes over Tom and we\n can visibly see it in his face. He likes the look of this", "59.\n \n \n \n Next in line is a HOMELESS COUPLE holding hands. Tom spirits", "for `I'll call you later' in return. Vance sees none of it.\n Tom walks to his cubicle, still on top of the world.", "they're getting from her. It's been a while. He misses that\n attention.\n \n CUT TO:" ], [ "Tom walks a few more steps.\n \n And then, seemingly out of nowhere, without his even", "Tom, starting to get that unshaven, unkempt look, wanders\n through the self-help section. He leafs through some of the\n titles. He grabs just about every one of them.", "TOM\n Yeah I quit the office.\n \n SUMMER\n Really? That's great! What are you", "Tom gets up to leave.\n \n TOM\n You know what sucks? Realizing that\n everything you believe in is", "Tom gets up and walks to the door.\n \n TOM\n It's all crap. We make and peddle", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "NARRATOR\n It took a long time but Tom had\n finally learned. There are no\n miracles. There's no such thing as", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "Tom sits next to McKenzie and across from Vance. He's in his\n usual boardroom position, which is to say, near comatose.", "Tom wakes up. He gets his bearings and then quickly rolls\n onto the floor and begins a brief push-up routine.", "Anyway, I'm leaving now. Pretend I\n was never here. Tom, talk to you\n later?... Hey, If any jobs open\n up...", "CUT TO:\n \n LATER. Tom at the bar. He downs his drink in one gulp.", "Tom is visibly disappointed by this but he tries to hide it.\n \n TOM\n Sure.", "Tom is standing still now, no longer moving. He's trying to\n keep his frustration from being audible.\n \n 76.", "Yeah. I'm all done.\n \n He starts to walk out.\n \n TOM", "39.\n \n \n \n \n INT TOM'S PLACE - THAT NIGHT", "bed. He reads from one called \"Six Steps to Getting Over\n Him.\"\n \n TOM (V.O.)", "LATER. Summer, packed up to go, walks over to Tom's cubicle\n but he's already gone.", "Tom actually wanders in to work, wearing sunglasses and the\n clothes he slept in. People pass and say hello. He can't\n muster responses. At his desk,", "for `I'll call you later' in return. Vance sees none of it.\n Tom walks to his cubicle, still on top of the world." ], [ "Tom, unshaven, un-showered, walks by himself. He turns a\n corner and sees Summer walking towards him. As she gets", "Tom meets Summer on January 8th in\n a San Francisco office building. In\n an instant, he will know she's the\n one he's been looking for.", "interview. We can see he is frustrated but not deterred. In\n the distance, his favorite spot in the city, where he took\n Summer ages ago.", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "Summer gives a little wave before following Vance out.\n \n She doesn't notice Tom whose face looks like he's just seen\n God.", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "Tom and Summer, who have ridden together to work, stand\n outside the building.\n \n 49.", "Tom and Summer are having a picnic. If it looks familiar,\n it's cause we saw them here on page 7. This is that fateful\n day Tom described to his sister and his friends. The day it", "And they're all business. As Tom turns to go, however, Summer\n gives him a little coy smile that would be enough to make\n anyone's day complete. Tom gives her the international signal", "INT TOM'S CAR - THAT NIGHT\n \n Tom and Summer driving on the Golden Gate. Tom is very", "Tom and Summer seated outside drinking coffee. He reads the\n newspaper, she reads a novel.\n \n TOM (V.O.)\n We had coffee.", "Tom and Summer get comfortable. Both are excited and looking\n forward to this. The movie starts, the credits roll. Tom and", "looks back at him, he's gone.\n \n LATER. Tom about to leave the office. Passes Summer's desk.", "Tom says nothing.\n \n SUMMER\n I knew I could promise him I'd feel\n the same way every morning. In a", "That day again. As we've seen before, Tom reads a newspaper.\n Summer reads a novel.\n \n TOM", "Tom and Summer eat sandwiches in the park.\n \n TOM (V.O.)\n We spent the whole day together.", "When they're out of earshot, Tom sees that Summer is\n distraught.\n \n TOM", "INT. SUMMER'S APARTMENT - 20 MINUTES LATER\n \n Tom and Summer, watching the movie. Intently. They've even", "LATER. Summer, packed up to go, walks over to Tom's cubicle\n but he's already gone.", "Summer gives him a pen from her purse and the underside of\n her arm. Tom thinks about this. Then he starts to draw a\n sketch on her skin. We catch her watching his face as he" ], [ "towards an outdoor cafe. Her name is ALLISON. It's clear\n right away that Tom can't wait for this night to end already.\n \n 70.", "call for you on line 3.\n \n And in walks this girl. Summer. We've met her by now but Tom", "GIRL\n Oh. I'm sorta supposed to meet\n someone.\n \n TOM", "She walks back to her cubicle at the other end of the hall.\n Tom watches her walk away, completely enamored.", "She stops and turns back. He takes in her face, most likely\n for the last time ever.\n \n TOM", "The elevator doors open and she gets off.\n \n TOM\n (accidentally out loud)\n Oh my god.", "TOM\n (BEAT)\n That makes sense.\n \n She laughs. She's really cute when she laughs.", "NARRATOR\n It took a long time but Tom had\n finally learned. There are no\n miracles. There's no such thing as", "Tom meets Summer on January 8th in\n a San Francisco office building. In\n an instant, he will know she's the\n one he's been looking for.", "See you later.\n \n And she walks away. The CAMERA TRACKS AWAY with her, leaving\n Tom alone in the park, getting smaller and farther away every", "GIRL\n Thomas.\n \n Tom freezes.\n \n TOM", "TOM\n (HURT)\n That's real nice.\n \n He walks off. She feels some guilt for a second.", "starts dancing again.\n \n LATER. Tom is outside in the rain. We can still hear the\n music blaring from the club. Summer is in there. Tom is", "TOM\n Ok!\n (extends hand to shake)\n My name's Tom.", "Tom walks a few more steps.\n \n And then, seemingly out of nowhere, without his even", "TOM\n I know Atherton. Nice area.\n \n GIRL\n Have I seen you before?", "there and locks it with his. Tom listens and Tom watches\n Summer listening. There's something about this moment, the\n way she sings along, the way her eyes close during certain", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "Yeah?\n \n GIRL\n Yeah.\n \n TOM", "Tom watches her go.\n \n CUT TO:\n \n \n (240)" ], [ "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "The phone rings. Tom stops his push-ups to answer it.\n \n NARRATOR (V.O.)\n May 8th was a Saturday.", "bed. He reads from one called \"Six Steps to Getting Over\n Him.\"\n \n TOM (V.O.)", "phone rings and he picks it up.\n \n TOM\n Hello?\n \n SUMMER (V.O.)", "for `I'll call you later' in return. Vance sees none of it.\n Tom walks to his cubicle, still on top of the world.", "And now he's pissed.\n \n TOM\n Hey buddy --", "Tom getting bad news on the phone. He has a list written on\n his wall (which is now composed of a dynamic cityscape of\n futuristic looking structures). He crosses \"Abrams and", "But the line is dead. Tom's head sinks into his chest. Yet\n another frustrating night...\n \n CUT TO:", "You did the right thing. Where is\n he?\n \n Tom is in the kitchen breaking things and basically going", "TOM\n Yeah.\n \n ALISON\n Well I'm glad you called. They", "Tom actually wanders in to work, wearing sunglasses and the\n clothes he slept in. People pass and say hello. He can't\n muster responses. At his desk,", "drinking with, and possibly flirting with many of them. Tom\n notices, smiles, pretends it doesn't mean anything, but he's\n clearly jealous, not in a sexual way but of the attention", "Tom is too wrapped up in the phone call to acknowledge him.\n The smile on his face is the biggest we've seen yet.", "TOM\n (HURT)\n That's real nice.\n \n He walks off. She feels some guilt for a second.", "Tom gets up to leave.\n \n TOM\n You know what sucks? Realizing that\n everything you believe in is", "When they're out of earshot, Tom sees that Summer is\n distraught.\n \n TOM", "They both laugh. There's a silence for a few beats. And it's\n during this time that something weird comes over Tom and we\n can visibly see it in his face. He likes the look of this", "his shoes on. He holds the phone up to his ear.\n \n TOM\n Hey.", "friends. Is that ok?\n \n Tom was clearly hoping for her to say something else. He\n hides his disappointment the best he can.", "INT TOM'S BEDROOM\n \n Tom is going apeshit in his room. He's ripping down posters," ], [ "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "When they're out of earshot, Tom sees that Summer is\n distraught.\n \n TOM", "Tom and Summer eating, not really talking much. At another\n table, Tom sees a VERY UNATTRACTIVE COUPLE feeding each other\n food.", "And they're all business. As Tom turns to go, however, Summer\n gives him a little coy smile that would be enough to make\n anyone's day complete. Tom gives her the international signal", "There's that word again.\n \n Summer looks at Tom, like she's disappointed or even angry at\n him for something. Then she walks ahead of him into the", "TOM (V.O.)\n I hate the way she sleeps.\n \n CU - SUMMER'S LAUGH", "Tom and Summer get comfortable. Both are excited and looking\n forward to this. The movie starts, the credits roll. Tom and", "Tom says nothing.\n \n SUMMER\n I knew I could promise him I'd feel\n the same way every morning. In a", "TOM\n Shhh!\n \n Suddenly, the sound of a toilet flushing is heard. From the\n bathroom emerges Summer, dressed to go out.", "INT. SUMMER'S APARTMENT - 20 MINUTES LATER\n \n Tom and Summer, watching the movie. Intently. They've even", "No thank you.\n \n As she answers Summer gives a quick glance over to Tom. The\n Guy notices. Up to this point he had not connected the two of", "Tom and Summer seated outside drinking coffee. He reads the\n newspaper, she reads a novel.\n \n TOM (V.O.)\n We had coffee.", "CUT TO:\n \n LATER. Sex has been had. Summer is asleep. Tom lies next to", "Summer starts walking ahead and Tom notices for the first\n time she's furious.\n \n TOM", "Summer gives him a pen from her purse and the underside of\n her arm. Tom thinks about this. Then he starts to draw a\n sketch on her skin. We catch her watching his face as he", "behind it. Summer and Tom are trying to have sex in the\n shower. They're trying to stable themselves, grip something\n so as not to fall, elbows are flying, it's a mess.", "Summer gives a little wave before following Vance out.\n \n She doesn't notice Tom whose face looks like he's just seen\n God.", "INT TOM'S BEDROOM - THE NEXT MORNING\n \n Tom and Summer in the wee hours.\n \n TOM", "you been sitting there?\n \n SUMMER\n Awhile.\n \n Tom finds it hard to look at her.", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put" ], [ "Tom and Summer get comfortable. Both are excited and looking\n forward to this. The movie starts, the credits roll. Tom and", "There's that word again.\n \n Summer looks at Tom, like she's disappointed or even angry at\n him for something. Then she walks ahead of him into the", "TOM (V.O.)\n I hate the way she sleeps.\n \n CU - SUMMER'S LAUGH", "Tom and Summer eating, not really talking much. At another\n table, Tom sees a VERY UNATTRACTIVE COUPLE feeding each other\n food.", "Tom keeps talking. Summer turns and looks directly at the\n CAMERA.\n \n 72.", "TOM\n Check them out.\n \n Summer sees. She has no reaction.\n \n TOM", "Tom and Summer seated outside drinking coffee. He reads the\n newspaper, she reads a novel.\n \n TOM (V.O.)\n We had coffee.", "No thank you.\n \n As she answers Summer gives a quick glance over to Tom. The\n Guy notices. Up to this point he had not connected the two of", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "Again, this has become incredibly awkward for Tom and for\n Summer.\n \n SUMMER\n Absolutely.", "Summer gets up and starts walking away from him. After a\n SECOND:\n \n TOM\n Summer!", "SUMMER\n Tom --\n \n TOM\n What's different now? How could", "So, uh, Summer...\n \n SUMMER\n Tom.\n \n TOM", "TOM\n Hey Sum, it's just a movie.\n \n SUMMER\n I know. I'm sorry Tom.", "TOM\n No really, I don't.\n \n SUMMER\n Ok.", "SUMMER\n All we do is argue!\n \n TOM\n That is such a lie!", "Hey.\n \n Tom and Summer stop talking.\n \n SUMMER\n Hey.", "They say nothing, until:\n \n TOM\n You wanna go to the movies?\n \n SUMMER", "INT. SUMMER'S APARTMENT - 20 MINUTES LATER\n \n Tom and Summer, watching the movie. Intently. They've even", "When they're out of earshot, Tom sees that Summer is\n distraught.\n \n TOM" ], [ "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "And they're all business. As Tom turns to go, however, Summer\n gives him a little coy smile that would be enough to make\n anyone's day complete. Tom gives her the international signal", "On the right side of the screen, Tom continues to listen to\n some boring presentation. On the left, Summer answers a call,\n takes a message, and walks out of her cubicle down a long", "Tom and Summer get comfortable. Both are excited and looking\n forward to this. The movie starts, the credits roll. Tom and", "Tom and Summer, who have ridden together to work, stand\n outside the building.\n \n 49.", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "INT. SUMMER'S APARTMENT - 20 MINUTES LATER\n \n Tom and Summer, watching the movie. Intently. They've even", "Tom types at his desk. Summer approaches the cubicle Tom\n shares with McKenzie.\n \n SUMMER", "Tom and Summer eating, not really talking much. At another\n table, Tom sees a VERY UNATTRACTIVE COUPLE feeding each other\n food.", "Tom meets Summer on January 8th in\n a San Francisco office building. In\n an instant, he will know she's the\n one he's been looking for.", "TOM\n Shhh!\n \n Suddenly, the sound of a toilet flushing is heard. From the\n bathroom emerges Summer, dressed to go out.", "EXT BAR - A FEW MINUTES LATER\n \n Having been thrown out, Summer and Tom exit the place. Tom is", "Tom and Summer are in a LARGE CIRCLE OF PEOPLE at a party.\n TIME CUTS reveal that Summer is talking with, laughing with,", "Her co-workers whistle and cheer her on. She takes a deep\n breath as the opening bars of \"Born to Run\" begin to play and\n Summer starts to sing. Tom sees Summer as the actress in", "INT TOM'S CAR - THAT NIGHT\n \n Tom and Summer driving on the Golden Gate. Tom is very", "Tom and Summer seated outside drinking coffee. He reads the\n newspaper, she reads a novel.\n \n TOM (V.O.)\n We had coffee.", "Summer gives a little wave before following Vance out.\n \n She doesn't notice Tom whose face looks like he's just seen\n God.", "No thank you.\n \n As she answers Summer gives a quick glance over to Tom. The\n Guy notices. Up to this point he had not connected the two of", "Tom is listening to headphones. Summer enters the elevator\n and Tom actively puts on a show to ignore her. Summer hears\n the music.", "So, uh, Summer...\n \n SUMMER\n Tom.\n \n TOM" ], [ "NARRATOR\n It took a long time but Tom had\n finally learned. There are no\n miracles. There's no such thing as", "Tom walks a few more steps.\n \n And then, seemingly out of nowhere, without his even", "Tom is, yes, on stage singing another song by The Clash,\n \"Train in Vain.\" Not so much singing as having a nervous\n breakdown to music.", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "Tom wakes up. He gets his bearings and then quickly rolls\n onto the floor and begins a brief push-up routine.", "Tom puts his hands in his pockets and watches this exchange\n go down. Not sure what else to do. At this point he's more\n amused than concerned.", "Tom, in a suit, with a hefty batch of architecture sketches\n at his side, waits in the foyer of Allen, Prince, and Gethers", "Tom gets up and walks to the door.\n \n TOM\n It's all crap. We make and peddle", "The phone rings. Tom stops his push-ups to answer it.\n \n NARRATOR (V.O.)\n May 8th was a Saturday.", "They both laugh. There's a silence for a few beats. And it's\n during this time that something weird comes over Tom and we\n can visibly see it in his face. He likes the look of this", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "Tom gets up to leave.\n \n TOM\n You know what sucks? Realizing that\n everything you believe in is", "Tom is getting excited. The rest of the room is growing\n uncomfortable.\n \n TOM", "Tom sits next to McKenzie and across from Vance. He's in his\n usual boardroom position, which is to say, near comatose.", "Tom walks down the street. Or, more accurately, Tom struts\n down the street. He's pointing at people as he passes,\n winking, doing a little shuffle. He is the man. He checks out", "drinking with, and possibly flirting with many of them. Tom\n notices, smiles, pretends it doesn't mean anything, but he's\n clearly jealous, not in a sexual way but of the attention", "TOM\n Who's Lars?\n \n RACHEL\n He's a professional surfer with", "Tom sketches intensely. The landscape, the skyline, the\n works. He's in the zone.\n \n \n (240)", "Tom realizes she's heard it all.\n \n TOM\n (PLAYFULLY)\n He exaggerates!", "Tom is visibly disappointed by this but he tries to hide it.\n \n TOM\n Sure." ], [ "INT. SUMMER'S APARTMENT - 20 MINUTES LATER\n \n Tom and Summer, watching the movie. Intently. They've even", "When they're out of earshot, Tom sees that Summer is\n distraught.\n \n TOM", "Tom is listening to headphones. Summer enters the elevator\n and Tom actively puts on a show to ignore her. Summer hears\n the music.", "There's that word again.\n \n Summer looks at Tom, like she's disappointed or even angry at\n him for something. Then she walks ahead of him into the", "Tom and Summer are in a LARGE CIRCLE OF PEOPLE at a party.\n TIME CUTS reveal that Summer is talking with, laughing with,", "Summer and Tom come bounding in, lip-locked and all over each\n other. They fall on his bed and begin undressing each other.\n Suddenly, Tom stops.", "Again, this has become incredibly awkward for Tom and for\n Summer.\n \n SUMMER\n Absolutely.", "Tom and Summer eating, not really talking much. At another\n table, Tom sees a VERY UNATTRACTIVE COUPLE feeding each other\n food.", "Summer starts walking ahead and Tom notices for the first\n time she's furious.\n \n TOM", "TOM\n Shhh!\n \n Suddenly, the sound of a toilet flushing is heard. From the\n bathroom emerges Summer, dressed to go out.", "Summer gives a little wave before following Vance out.\n \n She doesn't notice Tom whose face looks like he's just seen\n God.", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "Tom, unshaven, un-showered, walks by himself. He turns a\n corner and sees Summer walking towards him. As she gets", "TOM\n Check them out.\n \n Summer sees. She has no reaction.\n \n TOM", "in Red\" and everyone's dancing. When we're back on Tom, he's\n sitting with Summer.\n \n TOM", "you been sitting there?\n \n SUMMER\n Awhile.\n \n Tom finds it hard to look at her.", "Tom shuts the door on McKenzie as fast as he can. Now it's\n just Tom and Summer. Tom talks a mile a minute to try and", "And they're all business. As Tom turns to go, however, Summer\n gives him a little coy smile that would be enough to make\n anyone's day complete. Tom gives her the international signal", "Summer. Tom turns it up. Still nothing. Tom turns it down,\n defeated.\n \n \n INT SUMMER'S DESK" ], [ "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "And now he's pissed.\n \n TOM\n Hey buddy --", "drinking with, and possibly flirting with many of them. Tom\n notices, smiles, pretends it doesn't mean anything, but he's\n clearly jealous, not in a sexual way but of the attention", "Tom walks a few more steps.\n \n And then, seemingly out of nowhere, without his even", "Tom puts his hands in his pockets and watches this exchange\n go down. Not sure what else to do. At this point he's more\n amused than concerned.", "They both laugh. There's a silence for a few beats. And it's\n during this time that something weird comes over Tom and we\n can visibly see it in his face. He likes the look of this", "Tom walks down the street. Or, more accurately, Tom struts\n down the street. He's pointing at people as he passes,\n winking, doing a little shuffle. He is the man. He checks out", "Fuck!\n \n And with that he storms off.\n \n MCKENZIE\n Tom!", "CUT TO:\n \n LATER. Tom at the bar. He downs his drink in one gulp.", "Tom gets up to leave.\n \n TOM\n You know what sucks? Realizing that\n everything you believe in is", "Tom is getting excited. The rest of the room is growing\n uncomfortable.\n \n TOM", "39.\n \n \n \n \n INT TOM'S PLACE - THAT NIGHT", "Suddenly, Tom sees something at the front of the line.\n \n TOM\n Oh shit.", "TOM\n (HURT)\n That's real nice.\n \n He walks off. She feels some guilt for a second.", "CUT TO:\n \n LATER. ANGLE ON Tom alone at the table. The band plays \"Lady", "Tom! You're the crazy person!\n \n TOM\n What are you talking about?!", "TOM\n You're mad at me? I just got my ass\n kicked for you.\n \n SUMMER", "Neither of them say a word as they go their separate ways.\n \n TOM\n (calling to her)\n I just got my ass kicked!", "Tom gets up and walks to the door.\n \n TOM\n It's all crap. We make and peddle", "TOM\n (grimacing at the taste)\n More.\n \n He gulps another down." ], [ "Tom is there.\n \n TOM\n Do you want to go out with me?", "The elevator doors open and she gets off.\n \n TOM\n (accidentally out loud)\n Oh my god.", "towards an outdoor cafe. Her name is ALLISON. It's clear\n right away that Tom can't wait for this night to end already.\n \n 70.", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "TOM\n (BEAT)\n That makes sense.\n \n She laughs. She's really cute when she laughs.", "She walks back to her cubicle at the other end of the hall.\n Tom watches her walk away, completely enamored.", "Well let me ask you this then. Do\n you want her to be your girlfriend?\n \n Tom takes a second to think about this.", "TOM\n (HURT)\n That's real nice.\n \n He walks off. She feels some guilt for a second.", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "words are spoken. Tom looks at her the way every woman wants\n to be looked at.\n \n A DISTINGUISHED VOICE begins to speak to us.", "approaches hers (in SLO-MO), she moves it away and keeps it\n at her side. Tom puts his hands in his pockets, unsure if\n there's something to read in that.", "Tom isn't sure if she's real. He doesn't quite know what to\n do.\n \n SUMMER", "Tom watches her go.\n \n CUT TO:\n \n \n (240)", "See you later.\n \n And she walks away. The CAMERA TRACKS AWAY with her, leaving\n Tom alone in the park, getting smaller and farther away every", "They both laugh. There's a silence for a few beats. And it's\n during this time that something weird comes over Tom and we\n can visibly see it in his face. He likes the look of this", "drinking with, and possibly flirting with many of them. Tom\n notices, smiles, pretends it doesn't mean anything, but he's\n clearly jealous, not in a sexual way but of the attention", "She turns back to look at Tom on the way. She sticks out her\n tongue to be cute. Co-Worker doesn't see. Tom is crazy about\n her.", "No thank you.\n \n As she answers Summer gives a quick glance over to Tom. The\n Guy notices. Up to this point he had not connected the two of", "Is this the girlfriend?\n \n Tom is caught like a deer in headlights. What can he do?\n \n TOM", "Tom walks a few more steps.\n \n And then, seemingly out of nowhere, without his even" ], [ "Tom actually wanders in to work, wearing sunglasses and the\n clothes he slept in. People pass and say hello. He can't\n muster responses. At his desk,", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "for `I'll call you later' in return. Vance sees none of it.\n Tom walks to his cubicle, still on top of the world.", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "Tom gets up to leave.\n \n TOM\n You know what sucks? Realizing that\n everything you believe in is", "NARRATOR\n It took a long time but Tom had\n finally learned. There are no\n miracles. There's no such thing as", "Boss.\n \n TOM\n (sitting down)\n I hear that.", "Tom walks a few more steps.\n \n And then, seemingly out of nowhere, without his even", "Tom gets up and walks to the door.\n \n TOM\n It's all crap. We make and peddle", "TOM\n (HURT)\n That's real nice.\n \n He walks off. She feels some guilt for a second.", "Tom sits next to McKenzie and across from Vance. He's in his\n usual boardroom position, which is to say, near comatose.", "balance out the corporate dress code. He looks pretty bored.\n \n NARRATOR\n The boy, Tom Hansen of Margate, New", "Tom, starting to get that unshaven, unkempt look, wanders\n through the self-help section. He leafs through some of the\n titles. He grabs just about every one of them.", "He hands him some sympathy cards.\n \n TOM\n Funerals and sympathy?\n \n VANCE", "Tom is visibly disappointed by this but he tries to hide it.\n \n TOM\n Sure.", "Suddenly, Tom sees something at the front of the line.\n \n TOM\n Oh shit.", "But the line is dead. Tom's head sinks into his chest. Yet\n another frustrating night...\n \n CUT TO:", "They both laugh. There's a silence for a few beats. And it's\n during this time that something weird comes over Tom and we\n can visibly see it in his face. He likes the look of this", "Tom getting bad news on the phone. He has a list written on\n his wall (which is now composed of a dynamic cityscape of\n futuristic looking structures). He crosses \"Abrams and", "bed. He reads from one called \"Six Steps to Getting Over\n Him.\"\n \n TOM (V.O.)" ], [ "Eh, you know. Same old story. Moved\n to the city to work for a company.\n Company went under. Needed a job.", "interview. We can see he is frustrated but not deterred. In\n the distance, his favorite spot in the city, where he took\n Summer ages ago.", "This is a story of boy meets girl.\n \n But before they do,\n \n CUT TO:", "4.\n \n \n \n NARRATOR", "NARRATOR\n This is a story of boy meets girl.\n \n CUT TO:", "Tom and Summer seated outside drinking coffee. He reads the\n newspaper, she reads a novel.\n \n TOM (V.O.)\n We had coffee.", "NARRATOR (V.O.)\n Most days of the year are entirely\n unremarkable. They begin and they\n end without creating a single", "39.\n \n \n \n \n INT TOM'S PLACE - THAT NIGHT", "balance out the corporate dress code. He looks pretty bored.\n \n NARRATOR\n The boy, Tom Hansen of Margate, New", "Or go to Sister Ray's.\n \n SUMMER\n Ok.\n \n They walk.", "miserable. Summer is on the dance floor. Though she's not\n really dancing with anyone in particular, she's dancing with\n everyone. Finally she comes over, white shirt dripping with", "NARRATOR\n It took a long time but Tom had\n finally learned. There are no\n miracles. There's no such thing as", "He stands up and walks over to the girl, putting the picture\n on her desk. Not a word is spoken. Satisfied, he returns to\n his seat and waits to see what happens.", "And that question hangs in the air. Tom, panicked, decides to\n cut the silence. All the pent up uncertainty and confusion,\n coupled with the challenge to his manhood in front of the", "Summer sits like an apparition on a neighboring bench. She\n may have just sat down, she may have been there for hours.", "On the right side of the screen, Tom continues to listen to\n some boring presentation. On the left, Summer answers a call,\n takes a message, and walks out of her cubicle down a long", "The office is emptying out. Only a few people remain but Tom\n and Summer are two of them. Tom takes this opportunity to put", "Yeah?\n \n TOM\n Lived there til I was 12.\n \n SUMMER", "starts dancing again.\n \n LATER. Tom is outside in the rain. We can still hear the\n music blaring from the club. Summer is in there. Tom is", "We notice, before he does, a VERY CUTE GIRL sitting in a\n another chair, also waiting. She smiles. He smiles back.\n \n GIRL" ], [ "Women.\n \n TOM\n Ugh. You know what? Screw her! We\n haven't even met and I can't stand", "TOM (V.O.)\n I hate her lopsided, asymmetrical,\n cock-eyed head.", "TOM (V.O.)\n I hate the way she sleeps.\n \n CU - SUMMER'S LAUGH", "TOM\n Yeah.\n \n RACHEL\n Sucks.", "heard it before. Tom, how come\n you've never mentioned you knew\n such a lovely little lady?\n (off Tom's nasty look)", "approaches hers (in SLO-MO), she moves it away and keeps it\n at her side. Tom puts his hands in his pockets, unsure if\n there's something to read in that.", "No thank you.\n \n As she answers Summer gives a quick glance over to Tom. The\n Guy notices. Up to this point he had not connected the two of", "They both laugh. There's a silence for a few beats. And it's\n during this time that something weird comes over Tom and we\n can visibly see it in his face. He likes the look of this", "The elevator doors open and she gets off.\n \n TOM\n (accidentally out loud)\n Oh my god.", "Tom and Summer eating, not really talking much. At another\n table, Tom sees a VERY UNATTRACTIVE COUPLE feeding each other\n food.", "Tom watches her walk away for a beat before he turns to go\n the other way.\n \n TOM", "words are spoken. Tom looks at her the way every woman wants\n to be looked at.\n \n A DISTINGUISHED VOICE begins to speak to us.", "There's that word again.\n \n Summer looks at Tom, like she's disappointed or even angry at\n him for something. Then she walks ahead of him into the", "She turns back to look at Tom on the way. She sticks out her\n tongue to be cute. Co-Worker doesn't see. Tom is crazy about\n her.", "On the right side of the screen, Tom continues to listen to\n some boring presentation. On the left, Summer answers a call,\n takes a message, and walks out of her cubicle down a long", "TOM (V.O.)\n I hate the way she laughs.\n \n OVER BLACK, play the middle 8 of \"Every Little Thing She Does", "Again, this has become incredibly awkward for Tom and for\n Summer.\n \n SUMMER\n Absolutely.", "TOM\n (HURT)\n That's real nice.\n \n He walks off. She feels some guilt for a second.", "Tom watches her go.\n \n CUT TO:\n \n \n (240)", "TOM\n (BEAT)\n That makes sense.\n \n She laughs. She's really cute when she laughs." ] ]

[ "Who is Summer Finn?", "What secret does McKenzie revealafter the Karaoke night?", "What causes Tom and Summer to have their first argument?", "What happens on day 290 of their relationship?", "Who helps Tom calm down following the break-up?", "Where does Tom get moved in the greeting card company?", "What does Tom find out at the party Summer invites him to?", "What happens on day 488 of their relationship?", "What happens on May 23 (the 500th day of Summer)?", "Where does Tom work?", "What city is mentioned as the focal point?", "Who reveals that Tom likes Summer?", "What did Summer and Tom watch and then break up?", "What spoils the view at Toms favorite spot in the city?", "Who catches a bouquet at a coworkers wedding?", "When Tom quits, what job does he try next?", "What day does Summer see Tom at his favorite spot in the city?", "What is the girls name that Tom meets at the end of the story?", "Who does Tom's friend call when he is upset about his breakup?", "What sign of trouble is apparent early in Tom and Summer's relationship?", "What causes Tom and Summer to disagree about \"The Graduate\"?", "At what type of business do Tom and Summer work?", "For what profession is Tom trained?", "What makes Tom become upset when he attends the party at Summer's apartment?", "What causes Tom to get into a fight with another man?", "What is the name of the woman Tom asks out at the end of the story?", "What leads Tom's boss to move him to the consolations department at the company?", "In what city does the story take place?", "What do Tom and the new woman he meets both dislike?" ]

[ [ "She is Tom's boss's new assistant.", "Tom's boss's assistant" ], [ "That Tom likes Summer.", "Tom likes Summer" ], [ "Tom steps in when a man flirts with Summer.", "A man flirts with Summer " ], [ "Summer breaks up with Tom after seeing the film The Graduate.", "They break up" ], [ "His younger sister Rachel.", "His sister Rachel" ], [ "Tom gets moved to the consolation department instead of greeting cards.", "Consolations" ], [ "That Summer is engaged to another man.", "That she is engaged" ], [ "Tom confronts Summer about her actions and Summer explains she found love with someone else.", "Summer sees Tom at his favorite spot and explains that she has found love. " ], [ "Tom goes to an inerview for an architecture firm and meets a girl named Autumn.", "Tom attends a job interview and meets Autumn" ], [ "A greeting card company", "A greeting card company" ], [ "Los Angeles ", "Los Angeles" ], [ "McKenzie", "McKenzie " ], [ "The Graduate", "The Graduate, a movie" ], [ "Parking lots", "parking lots" ], [ "Summer", "Summer" ], [ "Architecture ", "Focusing on his architecure" ], [ "Day 488", "Day 488" ], [ "Autumn", "Autumn " ], [ "Tom's sister", "His sister" ], [ "Summer says true love is not something she believes in.", "Summer doesn't believe in love" ], [ "Summer was deeply affected by it, while Tom was not.", "He was unaffected by it and she was very moved by it " ], [ "A greeting card company", "A greeting card company " ], [ "Architecture", "Architect " ], [ "He sees that she is wearing an engagement ring.", "Seeing Summer's engagement ring." ], [ "The man was flirting with Summer.", "The man Fflirting with Summer" ], [ "Autumn", "Autumn " ], [ "Tom was too depressed after his break-up counterpart with Summer to write happier cards.", "He is depressed so he isn't doing well at his job" ], [ "Los Angeles", "Los Angeles" ], [ "Parking lots", "the parking lots " ] ]

[ [ "WILSON\n (into phone)\n Who? Hildy Johnson? She just stepped", "HILDY\n (into phone)\n This is Hildy Johnson...\n (to Schwartz)", "HILDY\n (into phone)\n Hello -- Eddie? Hildy Johnson. Was \n there an old lady brought in from an \n auto smashup?", "HILDY\n (into phone)\n Hello, this is Hildy Johnson. Get me \n Walter Burns.", "HILDY\n Hildy Johnson... Oh, hello, Bruce. \n Have you got it? Is it certified?\n\n INT. PHONE BOOTH CLOSE SHOT BRUCE", "By Hildegarde Johnson.\n\n CAMERA DRAWS BACK STILL FURTHER to disclose Burns and Hildy \n looking at paper on Burns' desk.", "BURNS\n Hildy!\n\n HILDY\n (coming to)\n Huh!", "Hildy, a little out of breath, catches up with him. At the \n iron gate that opens into anteroom Hildy jumps ahead, opens \n the gate and holds it for Burns.", "HILDY\n (into phone)\n Hello, Max, Hildy Johnson. Was there \n an old lady --?", "HILDY\n Mind if I sit down?\n\n Hildy sits.\n\n CLOSE SHOT DUFFY AND LOUIE", "HILDY\n Morning Post?... Get me Walter Burns -- \n quick! Hildy Johnson calling.", "As Hildy shrugs, there is another flurry of machine-gun fire. \n Murphy leaves precipitately. Hildy, alone at last, picks up \n the phone.", "BURNS\n Hildy!\n\n HILDY\n All right, Walter.\n\n She sits down and begins to type.", "Hildy comes back. Looks at them and stares contemptuously.", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "He stops as he realizes she's not there. The door opens. \n Hildy comes out.", "Hildy is still pacing, pounding her hands together and \n glancing every so often at the clock on the wall. Suddenly \n she crosses to her phone, picks up transmitter --", "HILDY\n What!\n\n BURNS\n Now don't argue, Hildy.\n (to Judge)\n How about it, Judge?", "Hildy Johnson! And, remember, my \n husband sells insurance!", "Burns retreats from Hildy, she runs after him. He dashes \n through glass-paned door into adjoining office. Hildy throws \n her bag at him and it smashes the glass pane in the door." ], [ "MRS. BALDWIN\n You wait outside, Bruce.\n\n BRUCE\n But, mother --", "BRUCE\n I'm Bruce Baldwin!\n\n MEDIUM SHOT", "tomorrow morning. The lucky man is \n Mr. Bruce Baldwin, a gentleman in \n the insurance business -- and when I", "BURNS\n Yeah? You'll have to excuse me -- \n I'm busy with Mr. Bruce Baldwin here. \n Just leave your card with the boy.", "Come here. There's a guy waiting in \n a taxi in front of the Criminal Courts \n building. His name is Bruce Baldwin.", "They pass Louis. He looks up.\n\n BRUCE AND BURNS\n\n Bruce, still embarrassed, looks down. Burns turns and signals \n to Louis.", "Burns looks down. Bruce, in unconscious responses, helplessly \n lifts his foot up and we see the rubber.", "Ignoring Bruce, Burns strides over to the \"boy\", seizes his \n hand, shakes it and says:", "Bruce Baldwin in jail this afternoon \n on a phony charge that he swiped \n your watch, and you frisked his", "He turns away again. Bruce, determinedly, takes hold of his \n sleeve and pulls at it.\n\n BRUCE\n Mr. Burns --", "as they go through crowd. The look on poor Bruce's face, \n muddy anyhow, is something. Suddenly, Bruce cries:\n\n BRUCE\n My hat!", "HILDY\n Well, I'll give you a hint. By \n tomorrow they'll be calling me Mrs. \n Bruce Baldwin.", "He walks over to Bruce.\n\n BURNS\n Well, Bruce, here you are -- certified \n and everything.", "Bruce is going out, his back toward Camera. Burns watches. \n Louis comes between Burns and Bruce and follows Bruce out as \n we see Bruce going toward outer door.\n\n CLOSEUP BURNS", "LOUIE\n (extending his hand \n as if to shake hands \n with Mrs. Baldwin)\n My name is Louis Peluso.", "a crowd, and a mounted policeman or two. Bruce comes down \n the hall, his face set and angry. As he goes, he sees a sign", "INT. PHONE BOOTH CLOSE SHOT BRUCE\n\n He blows a kiss into the phone and hangs up.\n\n EXT. OUTSIDE RESTAURANT LOUIS", "Bruce gulps.", "bound for vengeance. Bruce, considerably upset, is with her. \n As they reach the door to the Press Room, Mrs. Baldwin stops.", "BRUCE\n (to Burns)\n Oh.\n (turns to Hildy)" ], [ "Walter turns to Hildy and they suddenly smile at each other.\n\n HILDY\n How was that for a tight squeeze?", "HILDY\n (resignedly)\n Okay, Walter.\n (sits down at her \n typewriter again)", "As Hildy shrugs, there is another flurry of machine-gun fire. \n Murphy leaves precipitately. Hildy, alone at last, picks up \n the phone.", "BURNS\n Hildy!\n\n HILDY\n All right, Walter.\n\n She sits down and begins to type.", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "BENSINGER\n What doing?\n\n HILDY\n I'm getting married tomorrow.", "HILDY\n I know, I just want to give him a \n thrill.\n\n Hildy crosses back to desk and sits down.", "HILDY\n No!\n\n BURNS\n You've got to help me, Hildy.\n\n HILDY\n Keep away --", "WALTER\n (starting to run)\n But, Hildy, listen --\n\n MED. FULL SHOT", "HILDY\n Walter?... Hildy. Earl Williams just \n escaped from the County Jail. Yep...", "Burns retreats from Hildy, she runs after him. He dashes \n through glass-paned door into adjoining office. Hildy throws \n her bag at him and it smashes the glass pane in the door.", "HILDY\n (to McCue)\n If Walter Burns calls, hold the wire \n for me, will you? I'll be right back.\n (she goes out)", "Burns throws his arms around Hildy and kisses her.\n\n BURNS\n Hildy, darling!", "HILDY\n Let go o' me! I've got to get Bruce \n out of jail! Oh, Walter, why did you \n have to do this to me?", "He abruptly crumples and falls to the floor. Hildy stands \n for a second, desperate. Then she picks him up and half", "Hildy is still pacing, pounding her hands together and \n glancing every so often at the clock on the wall. Suddenly \n she crosses to her phone, picks up transmitter --", "BURNS\n (himself again)\n Get married all you want to, Hildy, \n but you can't quit the newspaper \n business.", "HILDY\n (into phone)\n Give me Walter Burns -- quick --\n\n She lays down the telephone receiver and crosses to the door \n which she closes, then returns to the phone.", "She gets glove off left hand and holds up an engagement ring \n for him to see.\n\n HILDY\n Do you see this? Do you know what an \n engagement ring is?", "HILDY\n What!\n\n BURNS\n Now don't argue, Hildy.\n (to Judge)\n How about it, Judge?" ], [ "Earl Williams and if he hangs tomorrow \n we're washed up! Find the Governor \n and when you find him tell him we", "HARTMAN\n (stunned)\n For who?\n\n PINKUS\n (amiably)\n Earl Williams. The reprieve.", "Hildy stops short, arrested by a sound from the open window. \n She turns and sees Earl Williams, looking more inoffensive", "will be Earl Williams. And I will be \n the policeman. Follow me, Mr. \n Williams?", "MCCUE\n It's a simple story. Earl Williams \n works for the E.J. McClosky", "HILDY\n Bruce, this is the biggest thing \n that ever happened...\n (lowers voice)\n I just captured Earl Williams -- you \n know -- the murderer --", "SCHWARTZ\n His Honor, the Mayor, now comes out \n with a statement that Earl Williams", "Earl Williams case and there he is -- \n waiting at the hospital! Is there no \n sense of honor left in this country?", "DUFFY\n And that means Earl Williams dies \n tomorrow morning and makes a sucker \n out of us!", "ENDICOTT\n (out the window)\n Who got away? Who was it?\n\n VOICE OUTSIDE\n Earl... Williams!!!", "him! I told the truth and the District \n Attorney knows it! That's why you're \n persecutin' me! Because Earl Williams", "want to save Earl Williams' life, \n you can interview him yourself. You're \n still a good reporter. Bruce and I", "HILDY\n (sipping hers)\n You said it.\n\n BURNS\n So -- Sweeney gets twins -- and Earl \n Williams gets hanged tomorrow.", "Earl Williams has been reprieved, \n this Commonwealth has been spared \n the painful necessity of shedding \n blood.", "HARTMAN\n Oh, you did! Well, that's very, very \n interesting. This happens to be the \n gun that Earl Williams shot his way \n out with!", "MAYOR\n What's from the Governor?\n\n PINKUS\n The reprieve for Earl Williams.", "Mollie gets down on her knees and begins ministering to Earl. \n He opens his eyes.\n\n WILLIAMS\n Hello, Mollie.", "HILDY\n Walter?... Hildy. Earl Williams just \n escaped from the County Jail. Yep...", "MURPHY'S VOICE\n Earl Williams was just captured in \n the Press Room of the Criminal Courts \n Building, hiding in a desk.", "HILDY\n Good. Now I want to ask you fellows \n a couple of questions. Did Earl \n Williams know what he was doing when \n he fired that gun?" ], [ "The cab stops. Hildy gets out and Bruce starts to follow. \n Hildy turns and pushes him back in the cab.\n\n EXT. STREET MED. SHOT HILDY", "BRUCE\n (to Burns)\n Oh.\n (turns to Hildy)", "As Hildy shrugs, there is another flurry of machine-gun fire. \n Murphy leaves precipitately. Hildy, alone at last, picks up \n the phone.", "HILDY\n BRUCE!! How'd you get out?\n\n BRUCE\n (the hands-off attitude)\n Not through any help of yours, Hildy.", "She kisses his cheek and walks through. He looks after her. \n The office boy whistles. Bruce pays no attention, but stares \n after Hildy.", "Burns retreats from Hildy, she runs after him. He dashes \n through glass-paned door into adjoining office. Hildy throws \n her bag at him and it smashes the glass pane in the door.", "Hildy turns to Bruce.\n\n HILDY\n I won't be more than ten minutes, I \n promise you.", "He suddenly realizes what he's said and sprints for the door. \n Hildy chucks something at him. It just misses as he ducks \n out of the door.", "HILDY\n Yes, he is... Look, Bruce, we're \n taking that next train -- and when I \n say next train, this time I mean it!", "BRUCE\n (dramatically)\n If she's not there, mother and I are \n leaving anyhow!\n\n But Hildy continues typing and doesn't even get it.", "TWO SHOT - BRUCE AND HILDY\n\n BRUCE\n (looking after him)\n You know, Hildy, he's not a bad \n fellow.", "HILDY\n Let go o' me! I've got to get Bruce \n out of jail! Oh, Walter, why did you \n have to do this to me?", "BRUCE\n Thanks. I'll phone Hildy right away \n to get that story.\n\n They are at the door. Burns opens the door for Bruce.", "CAMERA PULLS BACK to show us Bruce in police cell. Hildy \n outside. A police lieutenant with her in b.g.", "He stops as he realizes she's not there. The door opens. \n Hildy comes out.", "HILDY\n Oh, she was here.\n\n BRUCE\n Where'd she go?\n\n HILDY\n Out some place.", "HILDY\n (looking up suddenly)\n Where's Bruce?\n\n BURNS\n Bruce? Oh -- er -- he went out to \n get the tickets.", "HILDY\n (looking up, very \n casually)\n Hello, Bruce...\n\n She resumes her typing, then suddenly realizes the situation \n and jumps up.", "BRUCE\n Then suppose you give me the money. \n Four hundred and fifty dollars.\n\n HILDY\n Oh, yes. Here it is.", "HILDY\n Allow me.\n\n BURNS\n (walking right through)\n Thanks.\n\n Hildy follows him out." ], [ "BURNS\n (to Sheriff and Mayor)\n Murder, uh?\n\n HILDY\n Hanging an innocent man to win an \n election!", "MRS. BALDWIN\n (to Sheriff)\n I'll tell you something more. I'll \n tell you why they did it!", "PINKUS\n (woozy; handing Sheriff \n the reprieve over \n his shoulder)\n Here's your reprieve.\n\n The Mayor and Sheriff spin around.", "MAYOR\n Pete, I've got a mighty unpleasant \n task to perf --\n\n The Sheriff suddenly nudges him for quiet, and the Mayor, \n turning, sees:", "Two deputies raise the cover. Williams is revealed, cowering \n in the desk, his hands over his face. The Sheriff rushes on \n him, jabbing his gun into him.", "This is Bensinger. I just saw the \n Sheriff. He won't move the hanging \n up a minute... All right, I'll talk", "MAYOR\n Shoot to kill, I said.\n\n HARTMAN\n I don't know, Fred. There's that \n reprieve if they ever find out.", "The Sheriff comes scooting in.\n\n MAYOR\n (to the Sheriff)\n Hartman, I've been looking for you!", "The Sheriff, Pinkus and the Mayor go out of scene.\n\n BURNS\n (dreamily)\n Wait till those two future jailbirds \n read the Morning Post tomorrow.", "MAYOR\n (looking over the \n reprieve)\n Sheriff, this document is authentic!", "HARTMAN\n (into phone)\n Cooley?... I caught Williams single-\n handed -- we're going to proceed \n with the hanging per schedule!", "They come to the door of the Sheriff's office. Hartman opens \n door and the Mayor enters, Hartman following.\n\n INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE MED. CLOSE SHOT", "The Sheriff puts out the lights and the Doctor switches on \n the searchlight, which shines in Williams' face.", "MAYOR\n (huskily)\n All right. Tell 'em to shoot to kill.\n\n HARTMAN\n What?", "MURPHY\n (comes into scene)\n You're not going anywhere.\n (to the Sheriff)", "HARTMAN\n (indignantly)\n Once and for all, I'm not going to \n hang anybody except at the legal", "Burns advances from desk, the others retreating before him.\n\n BURNS\n (anxiously)\n Come on, Sheriff, we've got to get \n bail.", "Sheriff winces.\n\n MAYOR\n Williams ain't a Red, and you know \n it!", "PINKUS\n (indicating the Mayor \n and Sheriff)\n Them!", "enact the crime with -- and who do \n you suppose supplied it? Nobody else \n but that great thinker, Sheriff \n Hartman!" ], [ "He laughs. Pinkus, the Governor's messenger, plentifully \n stewed, reels in the door. He approaches the Mayor and Sheriff \n who have their backs to him.", "The messenger isn't quite sure what he's done but he slinks \n back to his seat as Burns turns to Bruce.\n\n CLOSEUP HILDY", "The messenger is more amazed than Bruce as Burns keeps pumping \n his hand vigorously.\n\n MESSENGER\n There must be some mistake. I'm \n already married.", "BRUCE\n Yes!\n\n BURNS\n (accusing to messenger)\n Then who are you?", "Burns, still pumping the dazed messenger's hand, stops at \n this, drops hand, and turns to Bruce:\n\n BURNS\n You're Bruce Baldwin?", "Sheriff)\n I'm a messenger at the State House. \n This is from the Governor.", "MESSENGER\n But my name --\n\n BRUCE\n (as he enters scene)\n Mr. Burns!", "HILDY\n Well, the story's practically \n finished. I'll just go upstairs and \n send it over with a messenger.", "taking in door and including group. Bensinger, another \n reporter, comes in from the corridor. He stands out from the \n others because of his tidy appearance, and carries a book \n under his arm.", "MESSENGER\n (falteringly)\n My name's Pete Davis.", "MEDIUM SHOT BURNS AND MESSENGER\n\n BURNS\n (again seizing \n messenger's hand)\n Congratulations again, Mr. Baldwin!", "BURNS\n Hello, my fine-feathered friend. \n Thought I might be hearing from you. \n What have you got to report?", "MAYOR\n No, it doesn't.\n (hands him the reprieve)\n Now, remember: you never delivered", "The Sheriff, with shaking hands, opens and begins to read \n the thing.", "The room is empty. All the telephones are ringing crazily. \n Endicott enters hurriedly, crosses to his phone.", "Schwartz comes in.\n\n HILDY\n Any news?\n\n SCHWARTZ\n Yeah. I was never so tired in my \n life.", "BURNS\n (into phone)\n It's coming right over. I'm sending \n it over with Louis. Thanks for the \n story and good luck on your honeymoon.", "Burns turns slightly but doesn't release messenger's hand.", "went up to him like any human being \n would and I asked him what was the \n matter, and he told me about being", "He hangs up. Burns makes a sudden lunge for the Morning Post \n phone and cries into it.\n\n BURNS\n (into phone)\n Duffy! Get Liebowitz!" ], [ "Walter turns to Hildy and they suddenly smile at each other.\n\n HILDY\n How was that for a tight squeeze?", "BENSINGER\n What doing?\n\n HILDY\n I'm getting married tomorrow.", "HILDY\n Walter?... Hildy. Earl Williams just \n escaped from the County Jail. Yep...", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "BURNS\n Hildy!\n\n HILDY\n All right, Walter.\n\n She sits down and begins to type.", "WALTER\n (starting to run)\n But, Hildy, listen --\n\n MED. FULL SHOT", "As Hildy shrugs, there is another flurry of machine-gun fire. \n Murphy leaves precipitately. Hildy, alone at last, picks up \n the phone.", "on, Bruce --\n (into first phone)\n Walter?... Hildy. Come over here -- \n right away!... Wait!", "with Walter Burns -- far from it! As \n a matter of fact, I'm leaving tonight \n for Albany and I'll be married", "The cab stops. Hildy gets out and Bruce starts to follow. \n Hildy turns and pushes him back in the cab.\n\n EXT. STREET MED. SHOT HILDY", "Burns retreats from Hildy, she runs after him. He dashes \n through glass-paned door into adjoining office. Hildy throws \n her bag at him and it smashes the glass pane in the door.", "HILDY\n Oh, yes -- we were to have it right \n after our honeymoon -- honeymoon!", "HILDY\n (to McCue)\n If Walter Burns calls, hold the wire \n for me, will you? I'll be right back.\n (she goes out)", "HILDY\n Let go o' me! I've got to get Bruce \n out of jail! Oh, Walter, why did you \n have to do this to me?", "Hildy, a little out of breath, catches up with him. At the \n iron gate that opens into anteroom Hildy jumps ahead, opens \n the gate and holds it for Burns.", "He suddenly realizes what he's said and sprints for the door. \n Hildy chucks something at him. It just misses as he ducks \n out of the door.", "HILDY\n (jumping)\n Niagara Falls! Walter, you don't \n mean that?", "HILDY\n (resignedly)\n Okay, Walter.\n (sits down at her \n typewriter again)", "HILDY\n Holy mackerel! Look, Walter, that's \n what divorces are for.", "HILDY\n What home?\n\n WALTER\n What home? Don't you remember the \n home I promised you?" ], [ "HILDY\n (jumping)\n Niagara Falls! Walter, you don't \n mean that?", "Walter turns to Hildy and they suddenly smile at each other.\n\n HILDY\n How was that for a tight squeeze?", "Walter, I've been waiting for \n something like this -- but I wasn't \n sure when you'd spring it. If you", "(she extends her hand)\n So long, Walter, and better luck \n next time.", "She is beginning to get sore, but reluctantly again she is \n compelled to smile at Walter's behavior.\n\n CLOSE SHOT BURNS AND BRUCE", "He takes Bruce's wallet out.\n\n HILDY\n (grabbing it)\n You know it is!", "with Walter Burns -- far from it! As \n a matter of fact, I'm leaving tonight \n for Albany and I'll be married", "WALTER\n (starting to run)\n But, Hildy, listen --\n\n MED. FULL SHOT", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "They pass Louis. He looks up.\n\n BRUCE AND BURNS\n\n Bruce, still embarrassed, looks down. Burns turns and signals \n to Louis.", "BURNS\n Hildy, if that's what you want, all \n right. We'll even go to -- how about \n Niagara Falls?", "Walter! Get this: I've got Earl \n Williams... Yes! Here in the Press \n Room... Honest! On the level. Hurry --", "HILDY\n (picking up phone)\n Walter, listen. I've got the inside \n story on how Williams got the gun \n and escaped.", "married, Walter, and also getting as \n far away from the newspaper business \n as I can get! I'm through.", "CAMERA PULLS BACK disclosing Louis and a blonde sitting on a \n divan in Walter's office. Burns' beckons the blonde:", "HILDY\n (to Bruce)\n No -- but I'm sure it'll be all right \n with Walter.", "HILDY\n What tickets?\n\n BURNS\n Railroad tickets.\n\n HILDY\n Is he coming back here?", "Walter, and I hope to do the same \n for you some time!", "WILSON\n Well -- Williams goes a little balmy \n and begins making speeches on a plan", "HILDY\n (resignedly)\n Okay, Walter.\n (sits down at her \n typewriter again)" ], [ "She is beginning to get sore, but reluctantly again she is \n compelled to smile at Walter's behavior.\n\n CLOSE SHOT BURNS AND BRUCE", "MRS. BALDWIN\n He was the one in charge of \n everything! He told them to kidnap \n me!", "POLICEMAN\n This lady claims she was kidnapped.\n\n HARTMAN\n What?", "(she extends her hand)\n So long, Walter, and better luck \n next time.", "BRUCE\n For a minute, I thought maybe Walter \n Burns was at the back of it. But \n then I realized he couldn't have \n been.", "She gets the wallet. Burns comes into the scene and pulls \n another page out of her machine.", "CAMERA PULLS BACK disclosing Louis and a blonde sitting on a \n divan in Walter's office. Burns' beckons the blonde:", "MOLLIE\n (still backing)\n No, you don't!\n (a scream)\n Keep away!\n\n WILSON\n Grab her!", "WALTER\n (starting to run)\n But, Hildy, listen --\n\n MED. FULL SHOT", "little charge of kidnapping I'm \n looking into.\n (into phone; suddenly)\n But that's the jail! There must be", "She tosses the gun to Walter, but one of the deputies \n intercepts the throw.\n\n HARTMAN\n Gimme that.", "HARTMAN\n They got him!\n (back to phone)\n Wait a minute -- hold the wire.", "Walter turns to Hildy and they suddenly smile at each other.\n\n HILDY\n How was that for a tight squeeze?", "HILDY\n Let go o' me! I've got to get Bruce \n out of jail! Oh, Walter, why did you \n have to do this to me?", "HILDY\n (to Bruce)\n Isn't it sweet of Walter -- still \n wanting to protect me?\n\n She gives Burns that too-sweet look.", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "and affection -- and peace. I couldn't \n do that for him, Walter. I'm what \n you made me -- a cheap reporter who'd", "DUFFY\n Walter!\n\n BURNS\n I'm busy, Duffy.", "He takes Bruce's wallet out.\n\n HILDY\n (grabbing it)\n You know it is!", "Walter, I've been waiting for \n something like this -- but I wasn't \n sure when you'd spring it. If you" ], [ "BENSINGER\n What doing?\n\n HILDY\n I'm getting married tomorrow.", "As Hildy shrugs, there is another flurry of machine-gun fire. \n Murphy leaves precipitately. Hildy, alone at last, picks up \n the phone.", "HILDY\n Well, I'll give you a hint. By \n tomorrow they'll be calling me Mrs. \n Bruce Baldwin.", "Hildy, a little out of breath, catches up with him. At the \n iron gate that opens into anteroom Hildy jumps ahead, opens \n the gate and holds it for Burns.", "HILDY\n What!\n\n BURNS\n Now don't argue, Hildy.\n (to Judge)\n How about it, Judge?", "Burns retreats from Hildy, she runs after him. He dashes \n through glass-paned door into adjoining office. Hildy throws \n her bag at him and it smashes the glass pane in the door.", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "Hildy is still pacing, pounding her hands together and \n glancing every so often at the clock on the wall. Suddenly \n she crosses to her phone, picks up transmitter --", "He stops as he realizes she's not there. The door opens. \n Hildy comes out.", "HILDY\n I know, I just want to give him a \n thrill.\n\n Hildy crosses back to desk and sits down.", "HILDY\n Mind if I sit down?\n\n Hildy sits.\n\n CLOSE SHOT DUFFY AND LOUIE", "HILDY\n Sure I do, Earl.\n\n Hildy is looking around for a hiding place for him.", "HILDY\n (bracing herself)\n Put down that gun, Earl.\n\n He advances steadily toward Hildy, the gun aimed at her.", "BRUCE\n (to Burns)\n Oh.\n (turns to Hildy)", "He abruptly crumples and falls to the floor. Hildy stands \n for a second, desperate. Then she picks him up and half", "Burns throws his arms around Hildy and kisses her.\n\n BURNS\n Hildy, darling!", "HILDY\n I will -- if he will.\n\n JUDGE\n (to Burns)\n Have you got a ring?", "He suddenly realizes what he's said and sprints for the door. \n Hildy chucks something at him. It just misses as he ducks \n out of the door.", "The cab stops. Hildy gets out and Bruce starts to follow. \n Hildy turns and pushes him back in the cab.\n\n EXT. STREET MED. SHOT HILDY", "BURNS\n Hildy!\n\n HILDY\n (coming to)\n Huh!" ], [ "MAYOR\n Pete, I've got a mighty unpleasant \n task to perf --\n\n The Sheriff suddenly nudges him for quiet, and the Mayor, \n turning, sees:", "The Sheriff comes scooting in.\n\n MAYOR\n (to the Sheriff)\n Hartman, I've been looking for you!", "Sheriff winces.\n\n MAYOR\n Williams ain't a Red, and you know \n it!", "PINKUS\n (woozy; handing Sheriff \n the reprieve over \n his shoulder)\n Here's your reprieve.\n\n The Mayor and Sheriff spin around.", "They come to the door of the Sheriff's office. Hartman opens \n door and the Mayor enters, Hartman following.\n\n INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE MED. CLOSE SHOT", "PINKUS\n (indicating the Mayor \n and Sheriff)\n Them!", "The Sheriff, Pinkus and the Mayor go out of scene.\n\n BURNS\n (dreamily)\n Wait till those two future jailbirds \n read the Morning Post tomorrow.", "BURNS\n (to Sheriff and Mayor)\n Murder, uh?\n\n HILDY\n Hanging an innocent man to win an \n election!", "MAYOR\n (pushing him out the \n door)\n We'll fix that, too.\n (he closes the door \n after him)", "Two deputies raise the cover. Williams is revealed, cowering \n in the desk, his hands over his face. The Sheriff rushes on \n him, jabbing his gun into him.", "He laughs. Pinkus, the Governor's messenger, plentifully \n stewed, reels in the door. He approaches the Mayor and Sheriff \n who have their backs to him.", "MAYOR\n You drunken idiot! Arrest him! The \n idea of coming here with a cock-and-\n bull story like that!", "MAYOR\n Cover up that transmitter!\n\n Sheriff does so. Mayor faces Cooney.", "BURNS\n All you've got to do is talk to him. \n But the Mayor would hang his own \n grandmother to be re-elected.", "MAYOR\n (looking over the \n reprieve)\n Sheriff, this document is authentic!", "They start out.\n\n MED. SHOT SHERIFF AND MAYOR", "He turns to the Mayor with a gesture of appeal. The Mayor \n closes the door and turns to Hartman.", "MAYOR\n (to McCue)\n Have you seen Sheriff Hartman?", "He exits, whistling.\n\n MAYOR\n We've got to go somewhere private, \n Pete. I've got to talk to you straight \n from the shoulder.", "MAYOR\n (in a panic)\n Get out of here!\n\n PINKUS\n You can't bribe me!" ], [ "Sheriff)\n I'm a messenger at the State House. \n This is from the Governor.", "The Sheriff, with shaking hands, opens and begins to read \n the thing.", "Two deputies raise the cover. Williams is revealed, cowering \n in the desk, his hands over his face. The Sheriff rushes on \n him, jabbing his gun into him.", "BENSINGER\n (into phone)\n The Sheriff has just received four \n more letters threatening his life, \n but he says nothing can interfere \n with his duty.", "Sheriff has written himself four \n more letters, threatening his life. \n I know he wrote 'em on account of \n the misspellings.", "MAYOR\n Pete, I've got a mighty unpleasant \n task to perf --\n\n The Sheriff suddenly nudges him for quiet, and the Mayor, \n turning, sees:", "The Sheriff comes scooting in.\n\n MAYOR\n (to the Sheriff)\n Hartman, I've been looking for you!", "This is Bensinger. I just saw the \n Sheriff. He won't move the hanging \n up a minute... All right, I'll talk", "MRS. BALDWIN\n (to Sheriff)\n I'll tell you something more. I'll \n tell you why they did it!", "Sheriff opens the door. A small, very colorless and \n ineffectual man named Pinkus is there.", "He laughs. Pinkus, the Governor's messenger, plentifully \n stewed, reels in the door. He approaches the Mayor and Sheriff \n who have their backs to him.", "He takes the gun from the deputy.\n\n CLOSER SHOT\n\n The Sheriff stands frozen, staring at the gun.", "Sheriff starts for door.\n\n HARTMAN\n (relieved)\n Ah! For me!\n\n MED. SHOT TAKING IN DOOR", "VOICE\n Hey, Sheriff! Open up! What happened?\n\n Williams, alarmed by voice, turns and starts toward window.", "The Sheriff puts out the lights and the Doctor switches on \n the searchlight, which shines in Williams' face.", "the voices mixing in, in incredible confusion, as the Sheriff \n rushes Williams to the door and takes him out.", "ENDICOTT\n An anonymous note received by the \n Sheriff led to Williams' capture. \n More later.\n\n He hangs up.", "MURPHY\n (comes into scene)\n You're not going anywhere.\n (to the Sheriff)", "The messenger isn't quite sure what he's done but he slinks \n back to his seat as Burns turns to Bruce.\n\n CLOSEUP HILDY", "MURPHY\n (into phone)\n William Lungren, who is the Sheriff's" ], [ "She starts to push open the iron-grilled gate leading into \n the City Room. Bruce quickly springs forward and opens it \n for her. Hildy smiles.", "The cab stops. Hildy gets out and Bruce starts to follow. \n Hildy turns and pushes him back in the cab.\n\n EXT. STREET MED. SHOT HILDY", "BRUCE\n (to Burns)\n Oh.\n (turns to Hildy)", "BRUCE\n Did you finish the interview?\n\n HILDY\n (to driver)\n The Criminal Courts Building.\n\n The driver nods.", "As Hildy shrugs, there is another flurry of machine-gun fire. \n Murphy leaves precipitately. Hildy, alone at last, picks up \n the phone.", "Hildy turns to Bruce.\n\n HILDY\n I won't be more than ten minutes, I \n promise you.", "BRUCE\n Then suppose you give me the money. \n Four hundred and fifty dollars.\n\n HILDY\n Oh, yes. Here it is.", "She kisses his cheek and walks through. He looks after her. \n The office boy whistles. Bruce pays no attention, but stares \n after Hildy.", "HILDY\n BRUCE!! How'd you get out?\n\n BRUCE\n (the hands-off attitude)\n Not through any help of yours, Hildy.", "Bruce, embarrassed, looks at the office boy, then looks back \n at Hildy as they turn toward second gate leading into City \n Room.", "CAMERA PULLS BACK to show us Bruce in police cell. Hildy \n outside. A police lieutenant with her in b.g.", "Burns retreats from Hildy, she runs after him. He dashes \n through glass-paned door into adjoining office. Hildy throws \n her bag at him and it smashes the glass pane in the door.", "HILDY\n Yes, he is... Look, Bruce, we're \n taking that next train -- and when I \n say next train, this time I mean it!", "BRUCE\n I'm taking the nine o'clock train, \n Hildy. And you can meet us at the \n station.\n\n HILDY\n Fine.", "HILDY\n (looking up, very \n casually)\n Hello, Bruce...\n\n She resumes her typing, then suddenly realizes the situation \n and jumps up.", "BRUCE\n All right, dear.\n\n HILDY\n Wait a minute, Bruce. Have you got \n that money?", "HILDY\n Well, I'll give you a hint. By \n tomorrow they'll be calling me Mrs. \n Bruce Baldwin.", "CLOSE TWO SHOT BRUCE AND HILDY\n\n Hildy begins typing again.", "HILDY\n And that's my farewell to the \n newspaper game. I'm going to live a \n normal life and have a home.", "BRUCE\n Thanks. I'll phone Hildy right away \n to get that story.\n\n They are at the door. Burns opens the door for Bruce." ], [ "BURNS\n Hildy, if that's what you want, all \n right. We'll even go to -- how about \n Niagara Falls?", "HILDY\n (jumping)\n Niagara Falls! Walter, you don't \n mean that?", "Hildy notices Cooley as the car, gathering speed, goes by \n him. She leaps from the running-board and lands clump on \n Cooley.", "Over this sound of newsboys calling \"Extra! Extra!\"\n\n CAMERA DRAWS BACK to rest of story:", "The scene is a busy one. But, gradually, as Hildy starts \n down, one after another recognize her. There are cries of:", "They pass Louis. He looks up.\n\n BRUCE AND BURNS\n\n Bruce, still embarrassed, looks down. Burns turns and signals \n to Louis.", "Hartman groans. There is a sound of machine-gun firing in \n the courtyard.\n\n HILDY\n There goes another scrub lady.", "HILDY\n Nothing doing. I'm playing for keeps.\n\n There is a whirr and crash from the gallows. They start.\n\n BENSINGER AT WINDOW", "As Hildy shrugs, there is another flurry of machine-gun fire. \n Murphy leaves precipitately. Hildy, alone at last, picks up \n the phone.", "At the end of the hall are glass doors through which can be \n seen a turmoil of activity in the street outside -- newsboys,", "BURNS\n Where'd you wire him?\n\n HILDY\n On the nine o'clock train. That's \n the one he took, isn't it?", "Schwartz comes in.\n\n HILDY\n Any news?\n\n SCHWARTZ\n Yeah. I was never so tired in my \n life.", "ENDICOTT\n Three sixes. Is that any good?\n\n HILDY'S VOICE\n It sure looks good from here.", "as it comes careening across courtyard toward gate. Hildy \n tears into scene, jumps for and makes the running-board, and \n hangs there as the car swerves up to the gate.", "ENDICOTT\n (throwing his cards \n away)\n Beats king up.\n\n Hildy rakes in the money.", "of reporters at their various phones follows: \"Gimme the \n desk!\" \"Flash!\" \"Earl Williams just escaped!\" \"Don't know", "Murphy continues to advance on her. The reporters start for \n her from the other side. Mollie snatches up a chair and swings \n it at the advancing circle of men.", "Louie comes from the direction of the stairs and crosses \n toward door to Press Room. He pauses a moment, puts his hand \n in his pocket, pulls out some bills, counts them and opens \n the door.", "There are the reporters joining armed guards who are leaping \n into squad cars ready for the chase. Cooley is beside the \n gate. As the reporters and guards pile into the cars, the \n gate opens and out they go.", "BRUCE\n Did you finish the interview?\n\n HILDY\n (to driver)\n The Criminal Courts Building.\n\n The driver nods." ], [ "tomorrow morning. The lucky man is \n Mr. Bruce Baldwin, a gentleman in \n the insurance business -- and when I", "MRS. BALDWIN\n You wait outside, Bruce.\n\n BRUCE\n But, mother --", "BURNS\n Yeah? You'll have to excuse me -- \n I'm busy with Mr. Bruce Baldwin here. \n Just leave your card with the boy.", "BRUCE\n I'm Bruce Baldwin!\n\n MEDIUM SHOT", "Come here. There's a guy waiting in \n a taxi in front of the Criminal Courts \n building. His name is Bruce Baldwin.", "Bruce Baldwin in jail this afternoon \n on a phony charge that he swiped \n your watch, and you frisked his", "He walks over to Bruce.\n\n BURNS\n Well, Bruce, here you are -- certified \n and everything.", "They pass Louis. He looks up.\n\n BRUCE AND BURNS\n\n Bruce, still embarrassed, looks down. Burns turns and signals \n to Louis.", "LOUIE\n (extending his hand \n as if to shake hands \n with Mrs. Baldwin)\n My name is Louis Peluso.", "BRUCE\n Well, Albany's a mighty good insurance \n town. Most people there take it out \n pretty early in life.", "door closes, as elevator goes down. The near elevator comes \n up and discharges Hildy Johnson and Bruce Baldwin. Bruce \n carries an umbrella and wears a raincoat.", "Diamond Louie pushes Mrs. Baldwin into an upright position, \n takes a look through the windshield, sees the truck and gives \n a big \"takem\" and faints across Mrs. Baldwin.", "He serves Bruce.\n\n GUS\n And I brought you another cup of \n coffee, Hildy.", "He turns away, wipes his eyes, and sneaks a glance to see \n how that goes over. It goes over big -- Bruce hurriedly wipes \n a tear away.\n\n MED. SHOT", "ENDICOTT\n Who's this guy she's gonna marry?\n\n WILSON\n Baldwin -- his name is.", "BURNS\n (wheeling around)\n I've just told you I was busy with \n Mr. Bruce Baldwin!", "BURNS\n What's his line?\n\n HILDY\n He's in the insurance business.", "Louie, worried, ducks unconsciously. Mrs. Baldwin faints \n across his lap.\n\n EXT. STREET MED. LONG SHOT", "a crowd, and a mounted policeman or two. Bruce comes down \n the hall, his face set and angry. As he goes, he sees a sign", "He turns away again. Bruce, determinedly, takes hold of his \n sleeve and pulls at it.\n\n BRUCE\n Mr. Burns --" ], [ "BURNS\n (to Sheriff and Mayor)\n Murder, uh?\n\n HILDY\n Hanging an innocent man to win an \n election!", "MAYOR\n Pete, I've got a mighty unpleasant \n task to perf --\n\n The Sheriff suddenly nudges him for quiet, and the Mayor, \n turning, sees:", "MAYOR\n (looking over the \n reprieve)\n Sheriff, this document is authentic!", "PINKUS\n (woozy; handing Sheriff \n the reprieve over \n his shoulder)\n Here's your reprieve.\n\n The Mayor and Sheriff spin around.", "Sheriff winces.\n\n MAYOR\n Williams ain't a Red, and you know \n it!", "MAYOR\n What's from the Governor?\n\n PINKUS\n The reprieve for Earl Williams.", "This is Bensinger. I just saw the \n Sheriff. He won't move the hanging \n up a minute... All right, I'll talk", "MAYOR\n Shoot to kill, I said.\n\n HARTMAN\n I don't know, Fred. There's that \n reprieve if they ever find out.", "statement from the Governor. He claims \n that the Mayor and the Sheriff have \n shown themselves to be a couple of \n eight-year-olds playing with fire.", "Two deputies raise the cover. Williams is revealed, cowering \n in the desk, his hands over his face. The Sheriff rushes on \n him, jabbing his gun into him.", "is Election Day, as the citizens \n will thus be saved the expense of \n impeaching the Mayor and the Sheriff.\"", "MAYOR\n No, it doesn't.\n (hands him the reprieve)\n Now, remember: you never delivered", "HARTMAN\n It doesn't matter. The publicity's \n the main thing.\n\n EGELHOFFER\n Yes, I suppose so. It all helps.", "The Sheriff, Pinkus and the Mayor go out of scene.\n\n BURNS\n (dreamily)\n Wait till those two future jailbirds \n read the Morning Post tomorrow.", "The Sheriff comes scooting in.\n\n MAYOR\n (to the Sheriff)\n Hartman, I've been looking for you!", "They come to the door of the Sheriff's office. Hartman opens \n door and the Mayor enters, Hartman following.\n\n INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE MED. CLOSE SHOT", "BURNS\n All you've got to do is talk to him. \n But the Mayor would hang his own \n grandmother to be re-elected.", "BENSINGER\n (into phone)\n The Sheriff has just received four \n more letters threatening his life, \n but he says nothing can interfere \n with his duty.", "PINKUS\n (indicating the Mayor \n and Sheriff)\n Them!", "MAYOR\n Cover up that transmitter!\n\n Sheriff does so. Mayor faces Cooney." ], [ "Hildy stops short, arrested by a sound from the open window. \n She turns and sees Earl Williams, looking more inoffensive", "HILDY\n Walter?... Hildy. Earl Williams just \n escaped from the County Jail. Yep...", "HILDY\n Bruce, this is the biggest thing \n that ever happened...\n (lowers voice)\n I just captured Earl Williams -- you \n know -- the murderer --", "HILDY\n Sure I do, Earl.\n\n Hildy is looking around for a hiding place for him.", "INT. PRESS ROOM HILDY, MOLLIE AND EARL\n\n Mollie and Earl are with Hildy in front of desk now. They \n are speaking in whispers.", "HILDY\n (bracing herself)\n Put down that gun, Earl.\n\n He advances steadily toward Hildy, the gun aimed at her.", "Hildy told me she wanted to interview \n Earl Williams I thought it might be \n dangerous and I gave her a gun to \n defend herself.", "HILDY\n (money still in her \n hand)\n First we talk. How did Earl Williams \n get that gun?\n\n Cooley looks around quickly.", "at the door of Earl Williams' cell. Hildy sits on a stool at \n the door, pencil and copy paper in hand. Earl Williams sits", "HARTMAN\n (shoving up to Hildy; \n trembling)\n Where is Earl Williams? Where you \n got him?", "HILDY\n (calling)\n I'm coming!\n (to Earl)\n Keep dead quiet. Don't even breathe.", "HILDY\n (writing)\n Very simple, Earl.\n\n WILLIAMS\n There's nothing crazy about that, is \n there?", "BURNS\n Where'd you meet this man?\n\n HILDY\n Bermuda.", "HILDY\n (laughing)\n Well, he's waiting in the anteroom \n for me now.\n\n BURNS\n Say, could I meet him?", "HILDY\n Thanks.\n (she types furiously)\n\n CLOSE SHOT THE DESK\n\n Its top opens slowly and Williams' head sticks out.", "WILLIAMS\n Don't forget about production for \n use.\n\n HILDY\n I won't, Earl.\n (she goes)", "HILDY\n I want to interview Earl Williams, \n Warden. How about a little service?", "HILDY\n Sure.\n (she studies him a \n moment)\n What's the purpose of a gun, Earl?\n\n CLOSEUP WILLIAMS", "HILDY\n Good. Now I want to ask you fellows \n a couple of questions. Did Earl \n Williams know what he was doing when \n he fired that gun?", "HILDY\n No, I'm not back for good. I'm just \n covering the Earl Williams story for" ], [ "Earl Williams has been reprieved, \n this Commonwealth has been spared \n the painful necessity of shedding \n blood.", "will be Earl Williams. And I will be \n the policeman. Follow me, Mr. \n Williams?", "Earl Williams case and there he is -- \n waiting at the hospital! Is there no \n sense of honor left in this country?", "MCCUE\n It's a simple story. Earl Williams \n works for the E.J. McClosky", "him! I told the truth and the District \n Attorney knows it! That's why you're \n persecutin' me! Because Earl Williams", "Earl Williams and if he hangs tomorrow \n we're washed up! Find the Governor \n and when you find him tell him we", "ENDICOTT\n (out the window)\n Who got away? Who was it?\n\n VOICE OUTSIDE\n Earl... Williams!!!", "MURPHY'S VOICE\n Earl Williams was just captured in \n the Press Room of the Criminal Courts \n Building, hiding in a desk.", "HILDY\n Good. Now I want to ask you fellows \n a couple of questions. Did Earl \n Williams know what he was doing when \n he fired that gun?", "DUFFY\n And that means Earl Williams dies \n tomorrow morning and makes a sucker \n out of us!", "want to save Earl Williams' life, \n you can interview him yourself. You're \n still a good reporter. Bruce and I", "SCHWARTZ\n His Honor, the Mayor, now comes out \n with a statement that Earl Williams", "BURNS\n (into phone)\n Duffy! The Morning Post just turned \n Earl Williams over to the Sheriff.\n\n CLOSE SHOT THE SHERIFF", "EGELHOFFER\n So -- now I say to you: 'Earl \n Williams, you are under arrest!' and \n you point your gun at me.", "HILDY\n (sipping hers)\n You said it.\n\n BURNS\n So -- Sweeney gets twins -- and Earl \n Williams gets hanged tomorrow.", "Hildy stops short, arrested by a sound from the open window. \n She turns and sees Earl Williams, looking more inoffensive", "Mollie gets down on her knees and begins ministering to Earl. \n He opens his eyes.\n\n WILLIAMS\n Hello, Mollie.", "MURPHY\n No clue yet as to Earl Williams' \n whereabouts. Here's a little feature \n though: There's been an accident \n about a tear bomb --", "remember that a man went to the \n gallows because you were too selfish \n to wait two hours! I tell you, Earl", "separate the soul of Earl Williams \n from his body. And out of Molly \n Malloy's life will go the one kindly \n soul she ever knew --\"" ], [ "BURNS\n Hildy!\n\n HILDY\n All right, Walter.\n\n She sits down and begins to type.", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "BURNS\n Both jobs are open, Hildy. The paper -- \n and being Mrs. Walter Burns.", "HILDY\n You can't sell me that, Walter.\n\n BURNS\n Who says I can't? You're a newspaper \n man.", "Burns comes into the scene, tears a page out of Hildy's \n typewriter. She inserts another one without noticing.\n\n MED. SHOT", "INT. CITY ROOM - Hildy typing away furiously. Copy Boy tearing \n sheets from her typewriter as she writes.\n\n Burns coming in and tearing sheets from typewriter.", "HILDY\n Morning Post?... Get me Walter Burns -- \n quick! Hildy Johnson calling.", "which separates Walter Burns' office from the rest of the \n City Room.", "BURNS\n (softly)\n Then why are you doing it?\n\n HILDY\n Because I'm a newspaper woman, Heaven \n help me!", "HILDY\n (into phone)\n Hello, this is Hildy Johnson. Get me \n Walter Burns.", "BURNS\n Hildy!\n\n HILDY\n (coming to)\n Huh!", "HILDY\n (into phone)\n Give me Walter Burns -- quick --\n\n She lays down the telephone receiver and crosses to the door \n which she closes, then returns to the phone.", "HILDY\n Walter!\n\n INSERT: NEWSPAPER --\n\n \"COUNTERFEIT PASSER CAUGHT!\"", "Burns retreats from Hildy, she runs after him. He dashes \n through glass-paned door into adjoining office. Hildy throws \n her bag at him and it smashes the glass pane in the door.", "BURNS\n Where'd you wire him?\n\n HILDY\n On the nine o'clock train. That's \n the one he took, isn't it?", "BURNS\n (himself again)\n Get married all you want to, Hildy, \n but you can't quit the newspaper \n business.", "INT. PRESS ROOM MED. SHOT\n\n Hildy is typing furiously. Burns enters, grinning, locks the \n door behind him and goes to phone and picks it up.", "HILDY\n (to McCue)\n If Walter Burns calls, hold the wire \n for me, will you? I'll be right back.\n (she goes out)", "as Hildy follows Burns in. Bruce is sitting on the bench. On \n the end of a bench sits an old, grizzled Western Union \"boy\".", "HILDY\n (into phone)\n Hello... Gimme Walter Burns -- quick!" ], [ "She is beginning to get sore, but reluctantly again she is \n compelled to smile at Walter's behavior.\n\n CLOSE SHOT BURNS AND BRUCE", "(she extends her hand)\n So long, Walter, and better luck \n next time.", "married, Walter, and also getting as \n far away from the newspaper business \n as I can get! I'm through.", "HILDY\n Holy mackerel! Look, Walter, that's \n what divorces are for.", "CAMERA PULLS BACK disclosing Louis and a blonde sitting on a \n divan in Walter's office. Burns' beckons the blonde:", "HILDY\n (casually)\n No -- Mama doesn't dream about you \n any more, Walter. You wouldn't know \n the old girl now.", "HILDY\n (to Bruce)\n Isn't it sweet of Walter -- still \n wanting to protect me?\n\n She gives Burns that too-sweet look.", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "WALTER\n (starting to run)\n But, Hildy, listen --\n\n MED. FULL SHOT", "and affection -- and peace. I couldn't \n do that for him, Walter. I'm what \n you made me -- a cheap reporter who'd", "Walter turns to Hildy and they suddenly smile at each other.\n\n HILDY\n How was that for a tight squeeze?", "HILDY\n Let go o' me! I've got to get Bruce \n out of jail! Oh, Walter, why did you \n have to do this to me?", "INT. WALTER BURNS' OFFICE MED. SHOT\n\n The doctor has gone. Burns is adjusting his shirt. Bruce is \n sitting at the desk.", "HILDY\n (resignedly)\n Okay, Walter.\n (sits down at her \n typewriter again)", "She gets the wallet. Burns comes into the scene and pulls \n another page out of her machine.", "HILDY\n I know, Walter, but I --", "HILDY\n Just a second, Walter. Here, Bruce, \n here's the check... And, oh, Bruce, \n here's your wallet. I got it back.", "HILDY\n Listen, Walter --", "HILDY\n Walter! D-did you see --\n (gesturing back to \n window)\n -- that?\n\n CLOSE SHOT BURNS", "MRS. BALDWIN\n Let me out! Let me out of here!\n\n She streaks for the door, flings it open and goes. The \n reporters tear out of scene to their telephones." ], [ "She is beginning to get sore, but reluctantly again she is \n compelled to smile at Walter's behavior.\n\n CLOSE SHOT BURNS AND BRUCE", "married, Walter, and also getting as \n far away from the newspaper business \n as I can get! I'm through.", "Burns surveys the others quizzically.\n\n BURNS\n (a sigh)\n Well, so you're getting married \n tomorrow, eh? How does it feel, Bruce?", "(she extends her hand)\n So long, Walter, and better luck \n next time.", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "ENDICOTT\n Who's this guy she's gonna marry?\n\n WILSON\n Baldwin -- his name is.", "HILDY\n (to Bruce)\n Isn't it sweet of Walter -- still \n wanting to protect me?\n\n She gives Burns that too-sweet look.", "with Walter Burns -- far from it! As \n a matter of fact, I'm leaving tonight \n for Albany and I'll be married", "BENSINGER\n What doing?\n\n HILDY\n I'm getting married tomorrow.", "HILDY\n Well, I'll give you a hint. By \n tomorrow they'll be calling me Mrs. \n Bruce Baldwin.", "Walter turns to Hildy and they suddenly smile at each other.\n\n HILDY\n How was that for a tight squeeze?", "HILDY\n Holy mackerel! Look, Walter, that's \n what divorces are for.", "The messenger is more amazed than Bruce as Burns keeps pumping \n his hand vigorously.\n\n MESSENGER\n There must be some mistake. I'm \n already married.", "CAMERA PULLS BACK disclosing Louis and a blonde sitting on a \n divan in Walter's office. Burns' beckons the blonde:", "BURNS\n You see, my wife -- I mean, your \n wife -- that is, I mean Hildy -- had \n led me to expect that she was marrying \n a much older man.", "HILDY\n Just a second, Walter. Here, Bruce, \n here's the check... And, oh, Bruce, \n here's your wallet. I got it back.", "WALTER\n (starting to run)\n But, Hildy, listen --\n\n MED. FULL SHOT", "HILDY\n (to Bruce)\n No -- but I'm sure it'll be all right \n with Walter.", "Hildy is still pacing, pounding her hands together and \n glancing every so often at the clock on the wall. Suddenly \n she crosses to her phone, picks up transmitter --", "HILDY\n Bruce, you know I'm mad about you \n and stop talking like that.\n (calling o.s. to Walter)\n Walter!" ], [ "HILDY\n Walter?... Hildy. Earl Williams just \n escaped from the County Jail. Yep...", "HILDY\n (picking up phone)\n Walter, listen. I've got the inside \n story on how Williams got the gun \n and escaped.", "Walter turns to Hildy and they suddenly smile at each other.\n\n HILDY\n How was that for a tight squeeze?", "WALTER\n (starting to run)\n But, Hildy, listen --\n\n MED. FULL SHOT", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "As Hildy shrugs, there is another flurry of machine-gun fire. \n Murphy leaves precipitately. Hildy, alone at last, picks up \n the phone.", "HILDY\n (resignedly)\n Okay, Walter.\n (sits down at her \n typewriter again)", "BURNS\n Hildy!\n\n HILDY\n All right, Walter.\n\n She sits down and begins to type.", "on, Bruce --\n (into first phone)\n Walter?... Hildy. Come over here -- \n right away!... Wait!", "HILDY\n (bracing herself)\n Put down that gun, Earl.\n\n He advances steadily toward Hildy, the gun aimed at her.", "HILDY\n Bruce, this is the biggest thing \n that ever happened...\n (lowers voice)\n I just captured Earl Williams -- you \n know -- the murderer --", "He abruptly crumples and falls to the floor. Hildy stands \n for a second, desperate. Then she picks him up and half", "HILDY\n Walter!\n\n INSERT: NEWSPAPER --\n\n \"COUNTERFEIT PASSER CAUGHT!\"", "HILDY\n All right, then, I'll just run the \n story that Sheriff Hartman is afraid", "Hildy is still pacing, pounding her hands together and \n glancing every so often at the clock on the wall. Suddenly \n she crosses to her phone, picks up transmitter --", "HILDY\n (jumping)\n Niagara Falls! Walter, you don't \n mean that?", "HILDY\n Let go o' me! I've got to get Bruce \n out of jail! Oh, Walter, why did you \n have to do this to me?", "HILDY\n Well, the story's practically \n finished. I'll just go upstairs and \n send it over with a messenger.", "HILDY\n You can't sell me that, Walter.\n\n BURNS\n Who says I can't? You're a newspaper \n man.", "HILDY\n (trying to face in \n all directions)\n No, you don't! Walter!\n\n BURNS\n What is it? Here!" ], [ "She is beginning to get sore, but reluctantly again she is \n compelled to smile at Walter's behavior.\n\n CLOSE SHOT BURNS AND BRUCE", "(she extends her hand)\n So long, Walter, and better luck \n next time.", "She gets the wallet. Burns comes into the scene and pulls \n another page out of her machine.", "POLICEMAN\n This lady claims she was kidnapped.\n\n HARTMAN\n What?", "MOLLIE\n (still backing)\n No, you don't!\n (a scream)\n Keep away!\n\n WILSON\n Grab her!", "little charge of kidnapping I'm \n looking into.\n (into phone; suddenly)\n But that's the jail! There must be", "CAMERA PULLS BACK disclosing Louis and a blonde sitting on a \n divan in Walter's office. Burns' beckons the blonde:", "MRS. BALDWIN\n He was the one in charge of \n everything! He told them to kidnap \n me!", "WALTER\n (starting to run)\n But, Hildy, listen --\n\n MED. FULL SHOT", "She tosses the gun to Walter, but one of the deputies \n intercepts the throw.\n\n HARTMAN\n Gimme that.", "He takes Bruce's wallet out.\n\n HILDY\n (grabbing it)\n You know it is!", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "HILDY\n Let go o' me! I've got to get Bruce \n out of jail! Oh, Walter, why did you \n have to do this to me?", "Walter turns to Hildy and they suddenly smile at each other.\n\n HILDY\n How was that for a tight squeeze?", "HARTMAN\n They got him!\n (back to phone)\n Wait a minute -- hold the wire.", "He grabs her cruelly by an arm.\n\n MOLLIE\n Let go!\n\n Endicott comes into scene.", "BRUCE\n For a minute, I thought maybe Walter \n Burns was at the back of it. But \n then I realized he couldn't have \n been.", "HILDY\n (to Bruce)\n Isn't it sweet of Walter -- still \n wanting to protect me?\n\n She gives Burns that too-sweet look.", "carries, half drags him over toward a chair and places him \n in it. Then she makes a quick dash for her phone.", "and affection -- and peace. I couldn't \n do that for him, Walter. I'm what \n you made me -- a cheap reporter who'd" ], [ "He abruptly crumples and falls to the floor. Hildy stands \n for a second, desperate. Then she picks him up and half", "INT. PRESS ROOM HILDY, MOLLIE AND EARL\n\n Mollie and Earl are with Hildy in front of desk now. They \n are speaking in whispers.", "Hildy stops short, arrested by a sound from the open window. \n She turns and sees Earl Williams, looking more inoffensive", "HILDY\n (bracing herself)\n Put down that gun, Earl.\n\n He advances steadily toward Hildy, the gun aimed at her.", "There is further and louder pounding on the door. Earl gets \n in the desk. Hildy and Mollie pull the roll-top down over \n him.", "HILDY\n Sure I do, Earl.\n\n Hildy is looking around for a hiding place for him.", "He lays down receiver.\n\n WIDER ANGLE\n\n taking in Hildy. She looks up at him.", "HILDY\n (calling)\n I'm coming!\n (to Earl)\n Keep dead quiet. Don't even breathe.", "HILDY\n Bruce, this is the biggest thing \n that ever happened...\n (lowers voice)\n I just captured Earl Williams -- you \n know -- the murderer --", "INT. PRESS ROOM HILDY, MOLLIE AND EARL\n\n HILDY\n (crying)\n All right -- all right!", "HILDY\n Walter?... Hildy. Earl Williams just \n escaped from the County Jail. Yep...", "Hildy notices Cooley as the car, gathering speed, goes by \n him. She leaps from the running-board and lands clump on \n Cooley.", "Burns retreats from Hildy, she runs after him. He dashes \n through glass-paned door into adjoining office. Hildy throws \n her bag at him and it smashes the glass pane in the door.", "As Hildy shrugs, there is another flurry of machine-gun fire. \n Murphy leaves precipitately. Hildy, alone at last, picks up \n the phone.", "HILDY\n That's what he did to me. Swept me \n right off my feet -- and left me \n lying on the floor.", "HILDY\n Never mind! Just play dead.\n\n Hildy rapidly unbuttons Mollie's waist and throws it back. \n The kicking at the door continues.", "HARTMAN\n (shoving up to Hildy; \n trembling)\n Where is Earl Williams? Where you \n got him?", "He stops as he realizes she's not there. The door opens. \n Hildy comes out.", "He drops the gun and clutches at the edge of the desk for \n support. Hildy lurches forward and she grabs the other side", "He suddenly realizes what he's said and sprints for the door. \n Hildy chucks something at him. It just misses as he ducks \n out of the door." ], [ "Walter turns to Hildy and they suddenly smile at each other.\n\n HILDY\n How was that for a tight squeeze?", "HILDY\n What home?\n\n WALTER\n What home? Don't you remember the \n home I promised you?", "HILDY\n Walter?... Hildy. Earl Williams just \n escaped from the County Jail. Yep...", "Hildy turns, shaken, back into the room from the window and \n sees advancing to her across the room Walter Burns. Diamond", "BURNS\n Hildy!\n\n HILDY\n All right, Walter.\n\n She sits down and begins to type.", "BENSINGER\n What doing?\n\n HILDY\n I'm getting married tomorrow.", "WALTER\n (starting to run)\n But, Hildy, listen --\n\n MED. FULL SHOT", "The cab stops. Hildy gets out and Bruce starts to follow. \n Hildy turns and pushes him back in the cab.\n\n EXT. STREET MED. SHOT HILDY", "on, Bruce --\n (into first phone)\n Walter?... Hildy. Come over here -- \n right away!... Wait!", "As Hildy shrugs, there is another flurry of machine-gun fire. \n Murphy leaves precipitately. Hildy, alone at last, picks up \n the phone.", "HILDY\n (to McCue)\n If Walter Burns calls, hold the wire \n for me, will you? I'll be right back.\n (she goes out)", "Burns retreats from Hildy, she runs after him. He dashes \n through glass-paned door into adjoining office. Hildy throws \n her bag at him and it smashes the glass pane in the door.", "HILDY\n Oh, yes -- we were to have it right \n after our honeymoon -- honeymoon!", "He suddenly realizes what he's said and sprints for the door. \n Hildy chucks something at him. It just misses as he ducks \n out of the door.", "Hildy turns to Bruce.\n\n HILDY\n I won't be more than ten minutes, I \n promise you.", "He takes Bruce's wallet out.\n\n HILDY\n (grabbing it)\n You know it is!", "Hildy, a little out of breath, catches up with him. At the \n iron gate that opens into anteroom Hildy jumps ahead, opens \n the gate and holds it for Burns.", "HILDY\n Let go o' me! I've got to get Bruce \n out of jail! Oh, Walter, why did you \n have to do this to me?", "He stops as he realizes she's not there. The door opens. \n Hildy comes out.", "HILDY\n (jumping)\n Niagara Falls! Walter, you don't \n mean that?" ], [ "At the end of the hall are glass doors through which can be \n seen a turmoil of activity in the street outside -- newsboys,", "Over this sound of newsboys calling \"Extra! Extra!\"\n\n CAMERA DRAWS BACK to rest of story:", "of reporters at their various phones follows: \"Gimme the \n desk!\" \"Flash!\" \"Earl Williams just escaped!\" \"Don't know", "The scene is a busy one. But, gradually, as Hildy starts \n down, one after another recognize her. There are cries of:", "He rubs his hands in glee as he starts back for his office.\n\n INT. PRESS ROOM SHOT FEATURING HILDY\n\n She is raking in a pot.", "There are the reporters joining armed guards who are leaping \n into squad cars ready for the chase. Cooley is beside the \n gate. As the reporters and guards pile into the cars, the \n gate opens and out they go.", "Hildy manages to get in a few resounding smacks on the \n deputies' faces. The reporters swarm around the struggling", "They move off as the gates are closed.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:\n\n INT. PRESS ROOM - CRIMINAL COURTS BUILDING - DAY FULL SHOT", "Hartman groans. There is a sound of machine-gun firing in \n the courtyard.\n\n HILDY\n There goes another scrub lady.", "Murphy continues to advance on her. The reporters start for \n her from the other side. Mollie snatches up a chair and swings \n it at the advancing circle of men.", "Schwartz comes in.\n\n HILDY\n Any news?\n\n SCHWARTZ\n Yeah. I was never so tired in my \n life.", "As Hildy shrugs, there is another flurry of machine-gun fire. \n Murphy leaves precipitately. Hildy, alone at last, picks up \n the phone.", "Hildy is still pacing, pounding her hands together and \n glancing every so often at the clock on the wall. Suddenly \n she crosses to her phone, picks up transmitter --", "The others are listening, suspecting a scoop.", "This is a bombshell. The room is electrified.\n\n HARTMAN\n Hiding him? In here?\n\n Murphy, followed by the reporters, comes into scene.", "hand reaches into the shot and flicks the newspaper. He looks \n up. THE CAMERA PULLS BACK to include Hildy.", "Well, I'll step into some working \n clothes and hop over to the Press \n Room for the background on this yarn.", "Hildy takes notebook and pencil out of bag, looks at the \n stockings she is wearing, sees she has a run and takes a", "Reporters conversing. They stop as Hildy and Burns enter \n scene.\n\n TRUCKING SHOT", "Hildy notices Cooley as the car, gathering speed, goes by \n him. She leaps from the running-board and lands clump on \n Cooley." ] ]

[ "Who is Hildy Johnson?", "Who is Bruce Baldwin?", "What does Walter convince Hildy to do one last time before she remarries?", "Who is Earl Williams?", "Why does Bruce leave Hildy?", "Why do the major and sheriff want the execution to happen?", "What does the messenger bring?", "Where does Walter plan to take Hildy on their honeymoon?", "How does Walter plan to get to Niagra Falls?", "Who did Walter kidnap?", "Who is Hildy about to marry?", "What does the crooked mayor and sheriff need?", "What does the sheriff want the messenger to do?", "What city are Bruce and Hildy going to settle in?", "Where is the news worthy strike on the way to Niagra Falls?", "What type of job does Bruce Baldwin have?", "What will publicity from the execution do for the sheriff and mayor?", "How does Hildy meet Earl Williams?", "What was Earl William's crime?", "What paper is Walter Burns editor of?", "Who is Walter's ex-wife?", "Who is about to marry Walter's ex-wife?", "What is the last story Walter wants Hildy to cover?", "Who does Walter kidnap? ", "What happened to Earl, where he basically fell on Hildy's lap?", "Where did Walter promise to take Hildy for their honeymoon? ", "Where is the newsworthy strike located?" ]

[ [ "Walter's ex-wife and former reporter", "A reporter for The Morning Post and ex-wife of Walter Burns." ], [ "An insurance man to whom Hildy is engaged.", "insurance man" ], [ "Cover one last story", "Go on a honeymoon to Niagara Falls." ], [ "A convicted killer due to be executed.", "Convicted Murderer" ], [ "She's too consumed with her story to notice him", "She is paying too much attention to the story and not him." ], [ "It'll help them keep keep their jobs in the election.", "They want to keep their jobs in the upcoming election." ], [ "A reprieve for Earl Williams from the governor ", "A pardon for Earl" ], [ "Niagra Fall", "Niagara Falls. " ], [ "By train", "train" ], [ "Hildy's mother-in-law", "Hildy's mother-in-law." ], [ "Bruce Baldwin", "Bruce Balwdwin" ], [ "Publicity from the execution.", "Publicity to keep their jobs." ], [ "Go away and come back later", "Leave and return later" ], [ "Albany, NY", "Albany" ], [ "Albany", "Albany" ], [ "Insurance man", "Insurance salesman." ], [ "Help keep jobs in upcoming election", "It will help them win re-election." ], [ "By accident", "he runs into her when escaping the sheriff " ], [ "Murder", "Murder. " ], [ "The Morning Post", "The Morning Post. " ], [ "Hildy", "Hildy." ], [ "Bruce Baldwin", "Bruce Baldwin. " ], [ "the execution of Earl", "The upcoming execution of Earl Williams. " ], [ "Hildy's mother-in-law-to-be", "Hildy's mother-in-law-to-be." ], [ "Escaped", "He escapes from the sheriff." ], [ "Niagara Falls", "Niagara Falls. " ], [ "Albany", "Albany." ] ]

[ [ "Thus, we seem to see that, as regarded Hester Prynne, the whole seven\nyears of outlaw and ignominy had been little other than a preparation", "The scarlet letter burned on Hester Prynne's bosom. Here was another\nruin, the responsibility of which came partly home to her.", "In all the seven bygone years, Hester Prynne had never before been\nfalse to the symbol on her bosom. It may be that it was the talisman", "the beholder of the token which Hester Prynne was doomed to wear upon\nher bosom. It was the scarlet letter in another form; the scarlet", "Most of the spectators testified to having seen, on the breast of the\nunhappy minister, a SCARLET LETTER—the very semblance of that worn by", "shame; as it was the essence of this punishment to do. In Hester\nPrynne's instance, however, as not unfrequently in other cases, her", "around at her towns-people and neighbors. On the breast of her gown,\nin fine red cloth, surrounded with an elaborate embroidery and\nfantastic flourishes of gold-thread, appeared the letter A. It was so", "Hester Prynne—imprinted in the flesh. As regarded its origin, there\nwere various explanations, all of which must necessarily have been", "hidden sinfulness which you deem so grievous to be borne. Is Hester\nPrynne the less miserable, think you, for that scarlet letter on her\nbreast?”", "“Hester Prynne,” said he, fixing his naturally stern regard on the\nwearer of the scarlet letter, “there hath been much question", "Hester, that wear the scarlet letter openly upon your bosom! Mine\nburns in secret! Thou little knowest what a relief it is, after the", "Hester Prynne's term of confinement was now at an end. Her prison-door\nwas thrown open, and she came forth into the sunshine, which, falling", "Be that as it might, the scaffold of the pillory was a point of view\nthat revealed to Hester Prynne the entire track along which she had", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But", "He made a step nigher, and discovered the scarlet letter.\n\n“Hester! Hester Prynne!” said he. “Is it thou? Art thou in life?”", "garment, as if it carried the plague among its gorgeous folds. Seen in\nconjunction with Hester Prynne,—kindly as so many now felt towards", "object of her affection and the emblem of her guilt and torture. But,\nin truth, Pearl was the one, as well as the other; and only in\nconsequence of that identity had Hester contrived so perfectly to", "sympathize,—that many people refused to interpret the scarlet A by\nits original signification. They said that it meant Able; so strong\nwas Hester Prynne, with a woman's strength.", "“I can teach my little Pearl what I have learned from this!” answered\nHester Prynne, laying her finger on the red token.", "means! But that first object of which Pearl seemed to become aware\nwas—shall we say it?—the scarlet letter on Hester's bosom! One day," ], [ "And thus, while standing on the scaffold, in this vain show of\nexpiation, Mr. Dimmesdale was overcome with a great horror of mind, as", "before my sight. For, Hester, I am a dying man. So let me make haste\nto take my shame upon me!”", "At the moment when the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale thus communed with\nhimself, and struck his forehead with his hand, old Mistress Hibbins,", "It came to pass, not long after the scene above recorded, that the\nReverend Mr. Dimmesdale, at noonday, and entirely unawares, fell into", "At last, while attending in a sick-chamber, whither the Reverend Mr.\nDimmesdale had been summoned to make a prayer, she learnt that he had", "The Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale bent his head, in silent prayer, as it\nseemed, and then came forward.", "Then, indeed, Mr. Dimmesdale shuddered, and slightly stirred.\n\nAfter a brief pause, the physician turned away.", "declared, that, if Mr. Dimmesdale were really going to die, it was\ncause enough, that the world was not worthy to be any longer trodden", "grave. And, all this time, perchance, when poor Mr. Dimmesdale was\nthinking of his grave, he questioned with himself whether the grass", "“Worthy Sir,” answered the physician, who had now advanced to the foot\nof the platform. “Pious Master Dimmesdale, can this be you? Well,", "labors? Did he wish to die? These questions were solemnly propounded\nto Mr. Dimmesdale by the elder ministers of Boston and the deacons of", "Good heavens! Had Mr. Dimmesdale actually spoken? For one instant, he\nbelieved that these words had passed his lips. But they were uttered", "Mr. Dimmesdale, not merely the external presence, but the very inmost\nsoul, of the latter, seemed to be brought out before his eyes, so that\nhe could see and comprehend its every movement. He became,", "More than once, Mr. Dimmesdale had gone into the pulpit, with a\npurpose never to come down its steps, until he should have spoken", "The directness of this appeal drew the eyes of the whole crowd upon\nthe Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale; a young clergyman, who had come from one", "Dimmesdale, half frozen to death, overwhelmed with shame, and standing\nwhere Hester Prynne had stood!", "doorstep. The Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale noted all these minute\nparticulars, even while firmly convinced that the doom of his\nexistence was stealing onward, in the footsteps which he now heard;", "“She will not speak!” murmured Mr. Dimmesdale, who, leaning over the\nbalcony, with his hand upon his heart, had awaited the result of his", "voice almost to a shriek. “I will not give her up!”—And here, by a\nsudden impulse, she turned to the young clergyman, Mr. Dimmesdale, at", "“O Hester!” cried Arthur Dimmesdale, in whose eyes a fitful light,\nkindled by her enthusiasm, flashed up and died away, “thou tellest of" ], [ "During all this time, Hester stood, statue-like, at the foot of the\nscaffold. If the minister's voice had not kept her there, there would", "Thus, we seem to see that, as regarded Hester Prynne, the whole seven\nyears of outlaw and ignominy had been little other than a preparation", "hours on the platform of the pillory, and then and thereafter, for the\nremainder of her natural life, to wear a mark of shame upon her\nbosom.”", "While Hester stood in that magic circle of ignominy, where the cunning\ncruelty of her sentence seemed to have fixed her forever, the", "penalty thereof is death. But in their great mercy and tenderness of\nheart, they have doomed Mistress Prynne to stand only a space of three", "Be that as it might, the scaffold of the pillory was a point of view\nthat revealed to Hester Prynne the entire track along which she had", "While this passed, Hester Prynne had been standing on her pedestal,\nstill with a fixed gaze towards the stranger; so fixed a gaze, that,", "reached the spot where, now so long since, Hester Prynne had lived\nthrough her first hours of public ignominy. The same platform or", "Hester Prynne's term of confinement was now at an end. Her prison-door\nwas thrown open, and she came forth into the sunshine, which, falling", "Hester Prynne did not now occupy precisely the same position in which\nwe beheld her during the earlier periods of her ignominy. Years had", "shame; as it was the essence of this punishment to do. In Hester\nPrynne's instance, however, as not unfrequently in other cases, her", "And yet they lingered. How dreary looked the forest-track that led\nbackward to the settlement, where Hester Prynne must take up again the", "And thus, while standing on the scaffold, in this vain show of\nexpiation, Mr. Dimmesdale was overcome with a great horror of mind, as", "Hester Prynne, therefore, did not flee. On the outskirts of the town,\nwithin the verge of the peninsula, but not in close vicinity to any", "After a while, the minister fixed his eyes on Hester Prynne's.\n\n“Hester,” said he, “hast thou found peace?”", "The scarlet letter burned on Hester Prynne's bosom. Here was another\nruin, the responsibility of which came partly home to her.", "On Hester Prynne's story, therefore, I bestowed much thought. It was\nthe subject of my meditations for many an hour, while pacing to and", "He turned towards the scaffold, and stretched forth his arms.\n\n“Hester,” said he, “come hither! Come, my little Pearl!”", "which they will have imposed upon her as the warm reality. But Hester\nought long ago to have done with this injustice. What did it betoken?\nHad seven long years, under the torture of the scarlet letter,", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But" ], [ "In pursuance of this resolve, he took up his residence in the Puritan\ntown, as Roger Chillingworth, without other introduction than the\nlearning and intelligence of which he possessed more than a common", "Chillingworth, a person of great skill in physic, who, for two or\nthree years past, had been settled in the town. It was understood that\nthis learned man was the physician as well as friend of the young", "All this time, Roger Chillingworth was looking at the minister with\nthe grave and intent regard of a physician towards his patient. But,", "In this manner, the mysterious old Roger Chillingworth became the\nmedical adviser of the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale. As not only the", "Thus Roger Chillingworth scrutinized his patient carefully, both as he\nsaw him in his ordinary life, keeping an accustomed pathway in the", "groundwork there. So Roger Chillingworth—the man of skill, the kind\nand friendly physician—strove to go deep into his patient's bosom,", "Roger Chillingworth possessed all, or most, of the attributes above\nenumerated. Nevertheless, time went on; a kind of intimacy, as we have", "“These men deceive themselves,” said Roger Chillingworth, with\nsomewhat more emphasis than usual, and making a slight gesture with", "“And now, Mistress Prynne,” said old Roger Chillingworth, as he was\nhereafter to be named, “I leave thee alone; alone with thy infant, and", "So Roger Chillingworth—a deformed old figure, with a face that\nhaunted men's memories longer than they liked—took leave of Hester", "“Why, know you not,” cried the shipmaster, “that this physician\nhere—Chillingworth, he calls himself—is minded to try my cabin-fare", "“Ah,” replied Roger Chillingworth, with that quietness which, whether\nimposed or natural, marked all his deportment, “it is thus that a", "Under the appellation of Roger Chillingworth, the reader will\nremember, was hidden another name, which its former wearer had", "“Hester,” cried he, “here is a new horror! Roger Chillingworth knows\nyour purpose to reveal his true character. Will he continue, then, to", "In a word, old Roger Chillingworth was a striking evidence of man's\nfaculty of transforming himself into a devil, if he will only, for a", "Chillingworth. This diabolical agent had the Divine permission, for a\nseason, to burrow into the clergyman's intimacy, and plot against his", "“It is as well to have made this step,” said Roger Chillingworth to\nhimself, looking after the minister with a grave smile. “There is", "that he might behold an evil spirit. And so he did! It was old Roger\nChillingworth that entered. The minister stood, white and speechless,", "“Verily, and in good faith,” answered Roger Chillingworth, “I knew\nnothing of the matter. I had spent the better part of the night at the", "noble art with the daily and habitual flourish of a razor. To such a\nprofessional body Roger Chillingworth was a brilliant acquisition. He\nsoon manifested his familiarity with the ponderous and imposing" ], [ "In this manner, the mysterious old Roger Chillingworth became the\nmedical adviser of the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale. As not only the", "All this time, Roger Chillingworth was looking at the minister with\nthe grave and intent regard of a physician towards his patient. But,", "consciousness into his companion's ear. The latter had his suspicions,\nindeed, that even the nature of Mr. Dimmesdale's bodily disease had\nnever fairly been revealed to him. It was a strange reserve!", "“These men deceive themselves,” said Roger Chillingworth, with\nsomewhat more emphasis than usual, and making a slight gesture with", "the Christian faith. About this period, however, the health of Mr.\nDimmesdale had evidently begun to fail. By those best acquainted with\nhis habits, the paleness of the young minister's cheek was accounted", "Thus Roger Chillingworth scrutinized his patient carefully, both as he\nsaw him in his ordinary life, keeping an accustomed pathway in the", "Dimmesdale, thought and imagination were so active, and sensibility so\nintense, that the bodily infirmity would be likely to have its", "groundwork there. So Roger Chillingworth—the man of skill, the kind\nand friendly physician—strove to go deep into his patient's bosom,", "In pursuance of this resolve, he took up his residence in the Puritan\ntown, as Roger Chillingworth, without other introduction than the\nlearning and intelligence of which he possessed more than a common", "So Roger Chillingworth—a deformed old figure, with a face that\nhaunted men's memories longer than they liked—took leave of Hester", "that he might behold an evil spirit. And so he did! It was old Roger\nChillingworth that entered. The minister stood, white and speechless,", "Roger Chillingworth possessed all, or most, of the attributes above\nenumerated. Nevertheless, time went on; a kind of intimacy, as we have", "“Then why not reveal them here?” asked Roger Chillingworth, glancing\nquietly aside at the minister. “Why should not the guilty ones sooner\navail themselves of this unutterable solace?”", "“Freely, then, and plainly,” said the physician, still busy with his\nplants, but keeping a wary eye on Mr. Dimmesdale, “the disorder is a", "Then, indeed, Mr. Dimmesdale shuddered, and slightly stirred.\n\nAfter a brief pause, the physician turned away.", "To Hester's eye, the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale exhibited no symptom of\npositive and vivacious suffering, except that, as little Pearl had\nremarked, he kept his hand over his heart.", "invigorated. She now read his heart more accurately. She doubted not,\nthat the continual presence of Roger Chillingworth,—the secret poison", "“I see what ails the child,” whispered Hester to the clergyman, and\nturning pale in spite of a strong effort to conceal her trouble and", "“True; there are such men,” answered Mr. Dimmesdale. “But, not to\nsuggest more obvious reasons, it may be that they are kept silent by", "“Why, know you not,” cried the shipmaster, “that this physician\nhere—Chillingworth, he calls himself—is minded to try my cabin-fare" ], [ "“Thou wilt love her dearly,” repeated Hester Prynne, as she and the\nminister sat watching little Pearl. “Dost thou not think her", "Partly supported by Hester Prynne, and holding one hand of little\nPearl's, the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale turned to the dignified and", "“Let her see nothing strange—no passion nor eagerness—in thy way of\naccosting her,” whispered Hester. “Our Pearl is a fitful and fantastic", "“I can teach my little Pearl what I have learned from this!” answered\nHester Prynne, laying her finger on the red token.", "Now Pearl knew well enough who made her; for Hester Prynne, the\ndaughter of a pious home, very soon after her talk with the child", "In fine, Hester Prynne resolved to meet her former husband, and do\nwhat might be in her power for the rescue of the victim on whom he", "“Come up hither, Hester, thou and little Pearl,” said the Reverend Mr.\nDimmesdale. “Ye have both been here before, but I was not with you.", "By this time Pearl had reached the margin of the brook, and stood on\nthe farther side, gazing silently at Hester and the clergyman, who", "The affair being so satisfactorily concluded, Hester Prynne, with\nPearl, departed from the house. As they descended the steps, it is", "“God gave her into my keeping,” repeated Hester Prynne, raising her", "One of these seafaring men—the shipmaster, indeed, who had spoken to\nHester Prynne—was so smitten with Pearl's aspect, that he attempted", "“I see what ails the child,” whispered Hester to the clergyman, and\nturning pale in spite of a strong effort to conceal her trouble and", "“And thou didst plead so bravely in her behalf and mine!” answered the\nmother. “I remember it; and so shall little Pearl. Fear nothing! She", "Hester caught hold of Pearl, and drew her forcibly into her arms,\nconfronting the old Puritan magistrate with almost a fierce", "There was both truth and error in the impression; the child and\nmother were estranged, but through Hester's fault, not Pearl's. Since", "object of her affection and the emblem of her guilt and torture. But,\nin truth, Pearl was the one, as well as the other; and only in\nconsequence of that identity had Hester contrived so perfectly to", "“Come, my child!” said Hester, looking about her from the spot where\nPearl had stood still in the sunshine. “We will sit down a little way\nwithin the wood, and rest ourselves.”", "Hester turned again towards Pearl, with a crimson blush upon her\ncheek, a conscious glance aside at the clergyman, and then a heavy", "both here and in England, to little Pearl, the daughter of Hester\nPrynne.", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But" ], [ "“I will keep thy secret, as I have his,” said Hester.\n\n“Swear it!” rejoined he.\n\nAnd she took the oath.", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But", "“I see what ails the child,” whispered Hester to the clergyman, and\nturning pale in spite of a strong effort to conceal her trouble and", "“Hester,” cried he, “here is a new horror! Roger Chillingworth knows\nyour purpose to reveal his true character. Will he continue, then, to", "The eyes of the wrinkled scholar glowed so intensely upon her, that\nHester Prynne clasped her hands over her heart, dreading lest he\nshould read the secret there at once.", "themselves with, by the hour together. At all events, if it involved\nany secret information in regard to old Roger Chillingworth, it was in", "“And now, Mistress Prynne,” said old Roger Chillingworth, as he was\nhereafter to be named, “I leave thee alone; alone with thy infant, and", "beside her on her pedestal of shame. Unknown to all but Hester Prynne,\nand possessing the lock and key of her silence, he chose to withdraw", "In fine, Hester Prynne resolved to meet her former husband, and do\nwhat might be in her power for the rescue of the victim on whom he", "Hester Prynne remained constant in her resolve to make known to Mr.\nDimmesdale, at whatever risk of present pain or ulterior consequences,", "“When we last spake together,” said Hester, “now seven years ago, it\nwas your pleasure to extort a promise of secrecy, as touching the", "“God gave her into my keeping,” repeated Hester Prynne, raising her", "“Never!” replied Hester Prynne, looking, not at Mr. Wilson, but into\nthe deep and troubled eyes of the younger clergyman. “It is too deeply", "“Then why not reveal them here?” asked Roger Chillingworth, glancing\nquietly aside at the minister. “Why should not the guilty ones sooner\navail themselves of this unutterable solace?”", "“There is a strange secrecy in his nature,” replied Hester,\nthoughtfully; “and it has grown upon him by the hidden practices of", "Hester, that wear the scarlet letter openly upon your bosom! Mine\nburns in secret! Thou little knowest what a relief it is, after the", "as if impelled by inevitable fate, and against her strongest\nwill—likewise drew near, but paused before she reached him. At this\ninstant, old Roger Chillingworth thrust himself through the", "“Wherefore dost thou desire it?” inquired Hester, shrinking, she\nhardly knew why, from this secret bond. “Why not announce thyself\nopenly, and cast me off at once?”", "Old Roger Chillingworth, with a smile on his face, whispered something\nin the young clergyman's ear. Hester Prynne looked at the man of", "Nothing further passed between the mariner and Hester Prynne. But, at\nthat instant, she beheld old Roger Chillingworth himself, standing in" ], [ "In fine, Hester Prynne resolved to meet her former husband, and do\nwhat might be in her power for the rescue of the victim on whom he", "To Hester's eye, the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale exhibited no symptom of\npositive and vivacious suffering, except that, as little Pearl had\nremarked, he kept his hand over his heart.", "before my sight. For, Hester, I am a dying man. So let me make haste\nto take my shame upon me!”", "The excitement of Mr. Dimmesdale's feelings, as he returned from his\ninterview with Hester, lent him unaccustomed physical energy, and", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But", "“Hush, Hester!” said Arthur Dimmesdale, rising from the ground. “No; I\nhave not forgotten!”", "“I see what ails the child,” whispered Hester to the clergyman, and\nturning pale in spite of a strong effort to conceal her trouble and", "“I will keep thy secret, as I have his,” said Hester.\n\n“Swear it!” rejoined he.\n\nAnd she took the oath.", "Partly supported by Hester Prynne, and holding one hand of little\nPearl's, the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale turned to the dignified and", "The affair being so satisfactorily concluded, Hester Prynne, with\nPearl, departed from the house. As they descended the steps, it is", "At the moment when the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale thus communed with\nhimself, and struck his forehead with his hand, old Mistress Hibbins,", "“Thou must dwell no longer with this man,” said Hester, slowly and\nfirmly. “Thy heart must be no longer under his evil eye!”", "The eyes of the wrinkled scholar glowed so intensely upon her, that\nHester Prynne clasped her hands over her heart, dreading lest he\nshould read the secret there at once.", "dim, and ere the light of futurity could reach him. In such\nemergencies, Hester's nature showed itself warm and rich; a\nwell-spring of human tenderness, unfailing to every real demand, and", "“People say,” said another, “that the Reverend Master Dimmesdale, her\ngodly pastor, takes it very grievously to heart that such a scandal\nshould have come upon his congregation.”", "Now, however, her interview with the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale, on the\nnight of his vigil, had given her a new theme of reflection, and held", "“And I thee,” answered Hester Prynne, “for the hatred that has\ntransformed a wise and just man to a fiend! Wilt thou yet purge it out", "“Who is that man, Hester?” gasped Mr. Dimmesdale, overcome with\nterror. “I shiver at him! Dost thou know the man? I hate him, Hester!”", "“I have left thee to the scarlet letter,” replied Roger Chillingworth.\n“If that have not avenged me, I can do no more!”", "“Thou shalt forgive me!” cried Hester, flinging herself on the fallen\nleaves beside him. “Let God punish! Thou shalt forgive!”" ], [ "Nothing was more remarkable than the change which took place, almost\nimmediately after Mr. Dimmesdale's death, in the appearance and", "And thus, while standing on the scaffold, in this vain show of\nexpiation, Mr. Dimmesdale was overcome with a great horror of mind, as", "Most of the spectators testified to having seen, on the breast of the\nunhappy minister, a SCARLET LETTER—the very semblance of that worn by", "removed their eyes from the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale, denied that there\nwas any mark whatever on his breast, more than on a new-born infant's.", "At the moment when the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale thus communed with\nhimself, and struck his forehead with his hand, old Mistress Hibbins,", "To Hester's eye, the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale exhibited no symptom of\npositive and vivacious suffering, except that, as little Pearl had\nremarked, he kept his hand over his heart.", "“O Hester!” cried Arthur Dimmesdale, in whose eyes a fitful light,\nkindled by her enthusiasm, flashed up and died away, “thou tellest of", "But, before Mr. Dimmesdale had done speaking, a light gleamed far and\nwide over all the muffled sky. It was doubtless caused by one of those", "before my sight. For, Hester, I am a dying man. So let me make haste\nto take my shame upon me!”", "Dimmesdale, half frozen to death, overwhelmed with shame, and standing\nwhere Hester Prynne had stood!", "It came to pass, not long after the scene above recorded, that the\nReverend Mr. Dimmesdale, at noonday, and entirely unawares, fell into", "Good heavens! Had Mr. Dimmesdale actually spoken? For one instant, he\nbelieved that these words had passed his lips. But they were uttered", "Mr. Dimmesdale, not merely the external presence, but the very inmost\nsoul, of the latter, seemed to be brought out before his eyes, so that\nhe could see and comprehend its every movement. He became,", "grave. And, all this time, perchance, when poor Mr. Dimmesdale was\nthinking of his grave, he questioned with himself whether the grass", "“Worthy Sir,” answered the physician, who had now advanced to the foot\nof the platform. “Pious Master Dimmesdale, can this be you? Well,", "Then, indeed, Mr. Dimmesdale shuddered, and slightly stirred.\n\nAfter a brief pause, the physician turned away.", "only by his eyes, the scarlet letter need not burn into the bosom of\nthe fallen woman! Here, seen only by her eyes, Arthur Dimmesdale,", "false light, becomes a shadow, or, indeed, ceases to exist. The only\ntruth that continued to give Mr. Dimmesdale a real existence on this", "The eyes of the wrinkled scholar glowed so intensely upon her, that\nHester Prynne clasped her hands over her heart, dreading lest he\nshould read the secret there at once.", "The directness of this appeal drew the eyes of the whole crowd upon\nthe Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale; a young clergyman, who had come from one" ], [ "It was a circumstance to be noted, on the summer morning when our\nstory begins its course, that the women, of whom there were several in\nthe crowd, appeared to take a peculiar interest in whatever penal", "“They wait to see the procession pass,” said Hester. “For the Governor\nand the magistrates are to go by, and the ministers, and all the great", "among them. The shout died into a murmur, as one portion of the crowd\nafter another obtained a glimpse of him. How feeble and pale he", "The crowd was in a tumult. The men of rank and dignity, who stood more\nimmediately around the clergyman, were so taken by surprise, and so", "A lane was forthwith opened through the crowd of spectators. Preceded\nby the beadle, and attended by an irregular procession of", "obeying the vague intimations that pass from one spirit to another.\nThe crowd, meanwhile, looked on with awe and wonder. This earthly", "that distance they accordingly stood, fixed there by the centrifugal\nforce of the repugnance which the mystic symbol inspired. The whole\ngang of sailors, likewise, observing the press of spectators, and", "the throng nearest to the scaffold at an execution. Morally, as well\nas materially, there was a coarser fibre in those wives and maidens of", "The directness of this appeal drew the eyes of the whole crowd upon\nthe Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale; a young clergyman, who had come from one", "“Mercy on us, goodwife,” exclaimed a man in the crowd, “is there no\nvirtue in woman, save what springs from a wholesome fear of the", "face to face with the woman, whose absorbed notice of him, in the\ncrowd, had intimated so close a relation between himself and her. His", "When the young woman—the mother of this child—stood fully revealed\nbefore the crowd, it seemed to be her first impulse to clasp the", "witnesses. It was better to stand thus, with so many betwixt him and\nher, than to greet him, face to face, they two alone. She fled for", "With her mind harassed by the terrible perplexity in which the\nshipmaster's intelligence involved her, she was also subjected to\nanother trial. There were many people present, from the country round", "had never beheld it with their own bodily eyes. These, after\nexhausting other modes of amusement, now thronged about Hester Prynne", "After many days, when time sufficed for the people to arrange their\nthoughts in reference to the foregoing scene, there was more than one\naccount of what had been witnessed on the scaffold.", "“Speak, woman!” said another voice, coldly and sternly, proceeding\nfrom the crowd about the scaffold. “Speak; and give your child a\nfather!”", "Bellingham, for the last few moments, had kept an anxious eye upon\nhim. He now left his own place in the procession, and advanced to give", "that revelation. For an instant, the gaze of the horror-stricken\nmultitude was concentred on the ghastly miracle; while the minister", "A throng of bearded men, in sad-colored garments, and gray,\nsteeple-crowned hats, intermixed with women, some wearing hoods and" ], [ "The scarlet letter burned on Hester Prynne's bosom. Here was another\nruin, the responsibility of which came partly home to her.", "Most of the spectators testified to having seen, on the breast of the\nunhappy minister, a SCARLET LETTER—the very semblance of that worn by", "INTRODUCTORY TO “THE SCARLET LETTER.”", "“Mother,” said she, “what does the scarlet letter mean?”", "Hester, that wear the scarlet letter openly upon your bosom! Mine\nburns in secret! Thou little knowest what a relief it is, after the", "around at her towns-people and neighbors. On the breast of her gown,\nin fine red cloth, surrounded with an elaborate embroidery and\nfantastic flourishes of gold-thread, appeared the letter A. It was so", "He made a step nigher, and discovered the scarlet letter.\n\n“Hester! Hester Prynne!” said he. “Is it thou? Art thou in life?”", "So speaking, she undid the clasp that fastened the scarlet letter,\nand, taking it from her bosom, threw it to a distance among the", "“Yea, forsooth,” replied the bond-servant, staring with wide-open eyes\nat the scarlet letter, which, being a new-comer in the country, he had", "“Thy mother is yonder woman with the scarlet letter,” said the seaman.\n“Wilt thou carry her a message from me?”", "means! But that first object of which Pearl seemed to become aware\nwas—shall we say it?—the scarlet letter on Hester's bosom! One day,", "hidden sinfulness which you deem so grievous to be borne. Is Hester\nPrynne the less miserable, think you, for that scarlet letter on her\nbreast?”", "The tendency of her fate and fortunes had been to set her free. The\nscarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared\nnot tread. Shame, Despair, Solitude! These had been her", "Thus, we seem to see that, as regarded Hester Prynne, the whole seven\nyears of outlaw and ignominy had been little other than a preparation", "THE SCARLET LETTER.\n\n BY\n\n NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE.", "guilt for which Hester Prynne had so long worn the scarlet letter.\nAccording to these highly respectable witnesses, the minister,", "them. And that ugly-tempered lady, old Mistress Hibbins, was one. And,\nmother, the old dame said that this scarlet letter was the Black Man's", "But she said it with a hesitation that did not escape the acuteness of\nthe child. Whether moved only by her ordinary freakishness, or\nbecause an evil spirit prompted her, she put up her small forefinger,\nand touched the scarlet letter.", "“Behold, verily, there is the woman of the scarlet letter; and, of a\ntruth, moreover, there is the likeness of the scarlet letter running", "“Hester Prynne,” said he, fixing his naturally stern regard on the\nwearer of the scarlet letter, “there hath been much question" ], [ "It was a circumstance to be noted, on the summer morning when our\nstory begins its course, that the women, of whom there were several in\nthe crowd, appeared to take a peculiar interest in whatever penal", "The crowd was in a tumult. The men of rank and dignity, who stood more\nimmediately around the clergyman, were so taken by surprise, and so", "“Speak, woman!” said another voice, coldly and sternly, proceeding\nfrom the crowd about the scaffold. “Speak; and give your child a\nfather!”", "When the young woman—the mother of this child—stood fully revealed\nbefore the crowd, it seemed to be her first impulse to clasp the", "gathered about her, as they sometimes did, Pearl would grow positively\nterrible in her puny wrath, snatching up stones to fling at them, with", "With her mind harassed by the terrible perplexity in which the\nshipmaster's intelligence involved her, she was also subjected to\nanother trial. There were many people present, from the country round", "alone as she was in her childish and unreasonable wrath, it seemed as\nif a hidden multitude were lending her their sympathy and", "among them. The shout died into a murmur, as one portion of the crowd\nafter another obtained a glimpse of him. How feeble and pale he", "the throng nearest to the scaffold at an execution. Morally, as well\nas materially, there was a coarser fibre in those wives and maidens of", "gesticulating violently, and throwing her small figure into the most\nextravagant contortions. She accompanied this wild outbreak with\npiercing shrieks, which the woods reverberated on all sides; so that,", "brought a crowd, with its mingled grin and frown, around the poor,\nsinful woman. If she entered a church, trusting to share the Sabbath", "“Mercy on us, goodwife,” exclaimed a man in the crowd, “is there no\nvirtue in woman, save what springs from a wholesome fear of the", "as well as the most pitiless of these self-constituted judges. “This\nwoman has brought shame upon us all, and ought to die. Is there not", "At this wild and singular appeal, which indicated that Hester Prynne's\nsituation had provoked her to little less than madness, the young", "curious school-boys, understanding little of the matter in hand,\nexcept that it gave them a half-holiday, ran before her progress,\nturning their heads continually to stare into her face, and at the", "pass, they pursued her at a distance with shrill cries, and the\nutterance of a word that had no distinct purport to their own\nminds, but was none the less terrible to her, as proceeding from lips", "“Foolish woman!” responded the physician, half coldly, half\nsoothingly. “What should ail me, to harm this misbegotten and", "among these matrons, as most of them seemed to be, that would startle\nus at the present day, whether in respect to its purport or its volume\nof tone.", "with the sin-born infant in her arms; with a whole people, drawn forth\nas to a festival, staring at the features that should have been seen\nonly in the quiet gleam of the fireside, in the happy shadow of a", "thoughts, she scarcely heard a voice behind her, until it had repeated\nher name more than once, in a loud and solemn tone, audible to the\nwhole multitude." ], [ "At his arrival in the market-place, and some time before she saw him,\nthe stranger had bent his eyes on Hester Prynne. It was carelessly, at", "The directness of this appeal drew the eyes of the whole crowd upon\nthe Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale; a young clergyman, who had come from one", "“Yes; it is Hester Prynne!” she replied, in a tone of surprise; and\nthe minister heard her footsteps approaching from the sidewalk, along", "the spot where Hester Prynne was standing, he appeared to recognize,\nand did not hesitate to address her. As was usually the case wherever", "had never beheld it with their own bodily eyes. These, after\nexhausting other modes of amusement, now thronged about Hester Prynne", "and, gliding through the crowd, fastened their snake-like black eyes\non Hester's bosom; conceiving, perhaps, that the wearer of this", "Now Pearl knew well enough who made her; for Hester Prynne, the\ndaughter of a pious home, very soon after her talk with the child", "aspect towards whom Hester Prynne now turned her face. She seemed\nconscious, indeed, that whatever sympathy she might expect lay in the\nlarger and warmer heart of the multitude; for, as she lifted her eyes", "“I see what ails the child,” whispered Hester to the clergyman, and\nturning pale in spite of a strong effort to conceal her trouble and", "multitude which had stood as eye-witnesses while Hester Prynne\nsustained her punishment could now have been summoned forth, they\nwould have discerned no face above the platform, nor hardly the", "While this passed, Hester Prynne had been standing on her pedestal,\nstill with a fixed gaze towards the stranger; so fixed a gaze, that,", "Nothing further passed between the mariner and Hester Prynne. But, at\nthat instant, she beheld old Roger Chillingworth himself, standing in", "All this while, Hester had been looking steadily at the old man, and\nwas shocked, as well as wonder-smitten, to discern what a change had", "He made a step nigher, and discovered the scarlet letter.\n\n“Hester! Hester Prynne!” said he. “Is it thou? Art thou in life?”", "“It was myself!” cried Hester, shuddering. “It was I, not less than\nhe. Why hast thou not avenged thyself on me?”", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But", "After a while, the minister fixed his eyes on Hester Prynne's.\n\n“Hester,” said he, “hast thou found peace?”", "In fine, Hester Prynne resolved to meet her former husband, and do\nwhat might be in her power for the rescue of the victim on whom he", "“Who is that man, Hester?” gasped Mr. Dimmesdale, overcome with\nterror. “I shiver at him! Dost thou know the man? I hate him, Hester!”", "Hester turned again towards Pearl, with a crimson blush upon her\ncheek, a conscious glance aside at the clergyman, and then a heavy" ], [ "“Hester,” cried he, “here is a new horror! Roger Chillingworth knows\nyour purpose to reveal his true character. Will he continue, then, to", "“Verily, and in good faith,” answered Roger Chillingworth, “I knew\nnothing of the matter. I had spent the better part of the night at the", "“I will keep thy secret, as I have his,” said Hester.\n\n“Swear it!” rejoined he.\n\nAnd she took the oath.", "continue the care, which, if not successful in restoring him to\nhealth, had, in all probability, been the means of prolonging his\nfeeble existence to that hour. Roger Chillingworth readily assented,", "Such was the young clergyman's condition, and so imminent the prospect\nthat his dawning light would be extinguished, all untimely, when Roger", "“Ah,” replied Roger Chillingworth, with that quietness which, whether\nimposed or natural, marked all his deportment, “it is thus that a", "conscious that the poison of one morbid spot was infecting his heart's\nentire substance, attributed all his presentiments to no other cause.\nHe took himself to task for his bad sympathies in reference to Roger", "“And what of him?” cried Roger Chillingworth, eagerly, as if he loved\nthe topic, and were glad of an opportunity to discuss it with the only", "“I have left thee to the scarlet letter,” replied Roger Chillingworth.\n“If that have not avenged me, I can do no more!”", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But", "“It was on him!” he continued, with a kind of fierceness; so\ndetermined was he to speak out the whole. “God's eye beheld it! The", "“A good man's prayers are golden recompense!” rejoined old Roger\nChillingworth, as he took his leave. “Yea, they are the current gold", "nevertheless—he now found himself. “Not so, my child. I shall,\nindeed, stand with thy mother and thee one other day, but not\nto-morrow.”", "around him, approach the scaffold, and ascend its steps; while still\nthe little hand of the sin-born child was clasped in his. Old Roger\nChillingworth followed, as one intimately connected with the drama of", "“And now, Mistress Prynne,” said old Roger Chillingworth, as he was\nhereafter to be named, “I leave thee alone; alone with thy infant, and", "“She will not speak!” murmured Mr. Dimmesdale, who, leaning over the\nbalcony, with his hand upon his heart, had awaited the result of his", "“You speak, my friend, with a strange earnestness,” said old Roger\nChillingworth, smiling at him.", "“I will go home with you,” said Mr. Dimmesdale.", "that he might behold an evil spirit. And so he did! It was old Roger\nChillingworth that entered. The minister stood, white and speechless,", "loved, and so endowed with a million-fold the power of retribution for\nmy sin? Ye shall not take her! I will die first!”" ], [ "“Hester,” cried he, “here is a new horror! Roger Chillingworth knows\nyour purpose to reveal his true character. Will he continue, then, to", "and disclosed the earth, with an awfulness that admonished Hester\nPrynne and the clergyman of the day of judgment, then might Roger", "“Hush, Hester, hush!” said he, with tremulous solemnity. “The law we", "“Aha! and is it Mistress Hester that has a word for old Roger\nChillingworth?” answered he, raising himself from his stooping", "thrill would give her warning,—“Behold, Hester, here is a\ncompanion!”—and, looking up, she would detect the eyes of a young", "“A story, child!” said Hester. “And about what?”", "“They know each other well, indeed,” replied Hester, with a mien of\ncalmness, though in the utmost consternation. “They have long dwelt\ntogether.”", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But", "“I will keep thy secret, as I have his,” said Hester.\n\n“Swear it!” rejoined he.\n\nAnd she took the oath.", "“Peace, Hester, peace!” replied the old man, with gloomy sternness.\n“It is not granted me to pardon. I have no such power as thou tellest", "“Fie, woman, fie!” cried the old lady, shaking her finger at Hester.\n“Dost thou think I have been to the forest so many times, and have yet", "Nothing further passed between the mariner and Hester Prynne. But, at\nthat instant, she beheld old Roger Chillingworth himself, standing in", "godly man, was discoursing of your affairs, Mistress Hester, and\nwhispered me that there had been question concerning you in the", "“Hester Prynne,” said he, leaning over the balcony and looking down\nsteadfastly into her eyes, “thou hearest what this good man says, and", "“Thou wilt go!” said Hester, calmly, as he met her glance.", "“I see what ails the child,” whispered Hester to the clergyman, and\nturning pale in spite of a strong effort to conceal her trouble and", "scaffold! Hester partly raised him, and supported his head against her\nbosom. Old Roger Chillingworth knelt down beside him, with a blank,", "Old Roger Chillingworth, with a smile on his face, whispered something\nin the young clergyman's ear. Hester Prynne looked at the man of", "“Hast thou not tortured him enough?” said Hester, noticing the old\nman's look. “Has he not paid thee all?”", "person of whom he could make a confidant. “Not to hide the truth,\nMistress Hester, my thoughts happen just now to be busy with the" ], [ "“Thou must know Pearl!” said she. “Our little Pearl! Thou hast seen", "“Pearl,” said he, with great solemnity, “thou must take heed to", "He being gone, she summoned back her child.\n\n“Pearl! Little Pearl! Where are you?”\n\n[Illustration: Pearl on the Sea-Shore]", "which she had been passing. “It is I, and my little Pearl.”", "which I have brought into the world!” And Pearl, overhearing the\nejaculation, or aware, through some more subtile channel, of those", "“O, a story about the Black Man,” answered Pearl, taking hold of her\nmother's gown, and looking up, half earnestly, half mischievously,", "VI.\n\n PEARL.", "So Pearl—the elf-child,—the demon offspring, as some people, up to\nthat epoch, persisted in considering her,—became the richest heiress", "Pearl kissed his lips. A spell was broken. The great scene of grief,\nin which the wild infant bore a part, had developed all her", "brilliant, and the intelligence that threw its quivering sunshine over\nthe tiny features of this child! Her Pearl!—For so had Hester called", "into her ear. And there was little Pearl, all this while, holding her\nmother's hand in both her own, and turning her face upward, while she\nput these searching questions, once, and again, and still a third", "“Pearl! Little Pearl!” cried he after a moment's pause; then,\nsuppressing his voice,—“Hester! Hester Prynne! Are you there?”", "had so evidently set his gripe. The occasion was not long to seek. One\nafternoon, walking with Pearl in a retired part of the peninsula, she", "“And who told you this story, Pearl?” asked her mother, recognizing a\ncommon superstition of the period.", "the reality. This image, so nearly identical with the living Pearl,\nseemed to communicate somewhat of its own shadowy and intangible\nquality to the child herself. It was strange, the way in which Pearl", "Now Pearl knew well enough who made her; for Hester Prynne, the\ndaughter of a pious home, very soon after her talk with the child", "Pearl, of course, was her companion. She was now of an age to run\nlightly along by her mother's side, and, constantly in motion, from", "“Thou art not my child! Thou art no Pearl of mine!” said the mother,\nhalf playfully; for it was often the case that a sportive impulse came", "“Silly Pearl,” said she, “what questions are these? There are many\nthings in this world that a child must not ask about. What know I of", "“Yes; I am little Pearl!” repeated the child, continuing her antics." ], [ "“Hester,” cried he, “here is a new horror! Roger Chillingworth knows\nyour purpose to reveal his true character. Will he continue, then, to", "consciousness into his companion's ear. The latter had his suspicions,\nindeed, that even the nature of Mr. Dimmesdale's bodily disease had\nnever fairly been revealed to him. It was a strange reserve!", "In this manner, the mysterious old Roger Chillingworth became the\nmedical adviser of the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale. As not only the", "“Then why not reveal them here?” asked Roger Chillingworth, glancing\nquietly aside at the minister. “Why should not the guilty ones sooner\navail themselves of this unutterable solace?”", "“These men deceive themselves,” said Roger Chillingworth, with\nsomewhat more emphasis than usual, and making a slight gesture with", "All this time, Roger Chillingworth was looking at the minister with\nthe grave and intent regard of a physician towards his patient. But,", "Roger Chillingworth possessed all, or most, of the attributes above\nenumerated. Nevertheless, time went on; a kind of intimacy, as we have", "Thus Roger Chillingworth scrutinized his patient carefully, both as he\nsaw him in his ordinary life, keeping an accustomed pathway in the", "“And what of him?” cried Roger Chillingworth, eagerly, as if he loved\nthe topic, and were glad of an opportunity to discuss it with the only", "that he might behold an evil spirit. And so he did! It was old Roger\nChillingworth that entered. The minister stood, white and speechless,", "“And now, Mistress Prynne,” said old Roger Chillingworth, as he was\nhereafter to be named, “I leave thee alone; alone with thy infant, and", "themselves with, by the hour together. At all events, if it involved\nany secret information in regard to old Roger Chillingworth, it was in", "invigorated. She now read his heart more accurately. She doubted not,\nthat the continual presence of Roger Chillingworth,—the secret poison", "So Roger Chillingworth—a deformed old figure, with a face that\nhaunted men's memories longer than they liked—took leave of Hester", "In pursuance of this resolve, he took up his residence in the Puritan\ntown, as Roger Chillingworth, without other introduction than the\nlearning and intelligence of which he possessed more than a common", "Under the appellation of Roger Chillingworth, the reader will\nremember, was hidden another name, which its former wearer had", "often produced the effect of spiritual intuition, would become vaguely\naware that something inimical to his peace had thrust itself into\nrelation with him. But old Roger Chillingworth, too, had perceptions", "After a time, at a hint from Roger Chillingworth, the friends of Mr.\nDimmesdale effected an arrangement by which the two were lodged in the", "Then, indeed, Mr. Dimmesdale shuddered, and slightly stirred.\n\nAfter a brief pause, the physician turned away.", "“Verily, and in good faith,” answered Roger Chillingworth, “I knew\nnothing of the matter. I had spent the better part of the night at the" ], [ "In fine, Hester Prynne resolved to meet her former husband, and do\nwhat might be in her power for the rescue of the victim on whom he", "Hester Prynne remained constant in her resolve to make known to Mr.\nDimmesdale, at whatever risk of present pain or ulterior consequences,", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But", "“O Hester!” cried Arthur Dimmesdale, in whose eyes a fitful light,\nkindled by her enthusiasm, flashed up and died away, “thou tellest of", "“I will go home with you,” said Mr. Dimmesdale.", "In her late singular interview with Mr. Dimmesdale, Hester Prynne was\nshocked at the condition to which she found the clergyman reduced. His", "springs of Mr. Dimmesdale's nature. Hester could not but ask herself,\nwhether there had not originally been a defect of truth, courage, and", "Partly supported by Hester Prynne, and holding one hand of little\nPearl's, the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale turned to the dignified and", "Now, however, her interview with the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale, on the\nnight of his vigil, had given her a new theme of reflection, and held", "The excitement of Mr. Dimmesdale's feelings, as he returned from his\ninterview with Hester, lent him unaccustomed physical energy, and", "Dimmesdale, half frozen to death, overwhelmed with shame, and standing\nwhere Hester Prynne had stood!", "before my sight. For, Hester, I am a dying man. So let me make haste\nto take my shame upon me!”", "“I see what ails the child,” whispered Hester to the clergyman, and\nturning pale in spite of a strong effort to conceal her trouble and", "“Thou shalt forgive me!” cried Hester, flinging herself on the fallen\nleaves beside him. “Let God punish! Thou shalt forgive!”", "“Come up hither, Hester, thou and little Pearl,” said the Reverend Mr.\nDimmesdale. “Ye have both been here before, but I was not with you.", "“Hush, Hester!” said Arthur Dimmesdale, rising from the ground. “No; I\nhave not forgotten!”", "At the moment when the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale thus communed with\nhimself, and struck his forehead with his hand, old Mistress Hibbins,", "After a while, the minister fixed his eyes on Hester Prynne's.\n\n“Hester,” said he, “hast thou found peace?”", "“Dost thou know, Hester,” said Arthur Dimmesdale, with an unquiet\nsmile, “that this dear child, tripping about always at thy side, hath", "At last, while attending in a sick-chamber, whither the Reverend Mr.\nDimmesdale had been summoned to make a prayer, she learnt that he had" ], [ "“Worthy Sir,” answered the physician, who had now advanced to the foot\nof the platform. “Pious Master Dimmesdale, can this be you? Well,", "The directness of this appeal drew the eyes of the whole crowd upon\nthe Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale; a young clergyman, who had come from one", "“People say,” said another, “that the Reverend Master Dimmesdale, her\ngodly pastor, takes it very grievously to heart that such a scandal\nshould have come upon his congregation.”", "promise you, in godly Master Dimmesdale's church.”", "Behind the Governor and Mr. Wilson came two other guests: one the\nReverend Arthur Dimmesdale, whom the reader may remember as having", "of his own servants, signed and sealed, so shy of owning to the bond\nas is the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale, he hath a way of ordering matters", "“True; there are such men,” answered Mr. Dimmesdale. “But, not to\nsuggest more obvious reasons, it may be that they are kept silent by", "“I will keep thy secret, as I have his,” said Hester.\n\n“Swear it!” rejoined he.\n\nAnd she took the oath.", "Good heavens! Had Mr. Dimmesdale actually spoken? For one instant, he\nbelieved that these words had passed his lips. But they were uttered", "At the moment when the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale thus communed with\nhimself, and struck his forehead with his hand, old Mistress Hibbins,", "guilt for which Hester Prynne had so long worn the scarlet letter.\nAccording to these highly respectable witnesses, the minister,", "“O Hester!” cried Arthur Dimmesdale, in whose eyes a fitful light,\nkindled by her enthusiasm, flashed up and died away, “thou tellest of", "maidens, of Mr. Dimmesdale's flock, were alike importunate that he\nshould make trial of the physician's frankly offered skill. Mr.\nDimmesdale gently repelled their entreaties.", "removed their eyes from the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale, denied that there\nwas any mark whatever on his breast, more than on a new-born infant's.", "Partly supported by Hester Prynne, and holding one hand of little\nPearl's, the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale turned to the dignified and", "And thus, while standing on the scaffold, in this vain show of\nexpiation, Mr. Dimmesdale was overcome with a great horror of mind, as", "And the Reverend Arthur Dimmesdale's best discerning friends, as we\nhave intimated, very reasonably imagined that the hand of Providence", "“None, save the freedom of a broken law,” answered Mr. Dimmesdale, in\na quiet way, as if he had been discussing the point within himself.\n“Whether capable of good, I know not.”", "labors? Did he wish to die? These questions were solemnly propounded\nto Mr. Dimmesdale by the elder ministers of Boston and the deacons of", "“I thank you from my heart, most watchful friend,” said the Reverend\nMr. Dimmesdale, with a solemn smile. “I thank you, and can but requite" ], [ "shame; as it was the essence of this punishment to do. In Hester\nPrynne's instance, however, as not unfrequently in other cases, her", "Thus, we seem to see that, as regarded Hester Prynne, the whole seven\nyears of outlaw and ignominy had been little other than a preparation", "The scarlet letter burned on Hester Prynne's bosom. Here was another\nruin, the responsibility of which came partly home to her.", "Hester Prynne's term of confinement was now at an end. Her prison-door\nwas thrown open, and she came forth into the sunshine, which, falling", "Be that as it might, the scaffold of the pillory was a point of view\nthat revealed to Hester Prynne the entire track along which she had", "Hester Prynne, therefore, did not flee. On the outskirts of the town,\nwithin the verge of the peninsula, but not in close vicinity to any", "clergyman and herself. And thus much of woman was there in Hester,\nthat she could scarcely forgive him,—least of all now, when the heavy", "While Hester stood in that magic circle of ignominy, where the cunning\ncruelty of her sentence seemed to have fixed her forever, the", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But", "“Fie, woman, fie!” cried the old lady, shaking her finger at Hester.\n“Dost thou think I have been to the forest so many times, and have yet", "and looked upon with awe, yet with reverence too. And, as Hester\nPrynne had no selfish ends, nor lived in any measure for her own\nprofit and enjoyment, people brought all their sorrows and", "hidden sinfulness which you deem so grievous to be borne. Is Hester\nPrynne the less miserable, think you, for that scarlet letter on her\nbreast?”", "Hester Prynne did not now occupy precisely the same position in which\nwe beheld her during the earlier periods of her ignominy. Years had", "penalty thereof is death. But in their great mercy and tenderness of\nheart, they have doomed Mistress Prynne to stand only a space of three", "object of her affection and the emblem of her guilt and torture. But,\nin truth, Pearl was the one, as well as the other; and only in\nconsequence of that identity had Hester contrived so perfectly to", "In fine, Hester Prynne resolved to meet her former husband, and do\nwhat might be in her power for the rescue of the victim on whom he", "“I have greatly wronged thee,” murmured Hester.", "which they will have imposed upon her as the warm reality. But Hester\nought long ago to have done with this injustice. What did it betoken?\nHad seven long years, under the torture of the scarlet letter,", "In all the seven bygone years, Hester Prynne had never before been\nfalse to the symbol on her bosom. It may be that it was the talisman", "Hester Prynne—imprinted in the flesh. As regarded its origin, there\nwere various explanations, all of which must necessarily have been" ], [ "In all the seven bygone years, Hester Prynne had never before been\nfalse to the symbol on her bosom. It may be that it was the talisman", "The scarlet letter burned on Hester Prynne's bosom. Here was another\nruin, the responsibility of which came partly home to her.", "Most of the spectators testified to having seen, on the breast of the\nunhappy minister, a SCARLET LETTER—the very semblance of that worn by", "the beholder of the token which Hester Prynne was doomed to wear upon\nher bosom. It was the scarlet letter in another form; the scarlet", "Hester, that wear the scarlet letter openly upon your bosom! Mine\nburns in secret! Thou little knowest what a relief it is, after the", "Thus, we seem to see that, as regarded Hester Prynne, the whole seven\nyears of outlaw and ignominy had been little other than a preparation", "guilt for which Hester Prynne had so long worn the scarlet letter.\nAccording to these highly respectable witnesses, the minister,", "object of her affection and the emblem of her guilt and torture. But,\nin truth, Pearl was the one, as well as the other; and only in\nconsequence of that identity had Hester contrived so perfectly to", "hidden sinfulness which you deem so grievous to be borne. Is Hester\nPrynne the less miserable, think you, for that scarlet letter on her\nbreast?”", "shame; as it was the essence of this punishment to do. In Hester\nPrynne's instance, however, as not unfrequently in other cases, her", "“Hester Prynne,” said he, fixing his naturally stern regard on the\nwearer of the scarlet letter, “there hath been much question", "“I can teach my little Pearl what I have learned from this!” answered\nHester Prynne, laying her finger on the red token.", "Be that as it might, the scaffold of the pillory was a point of view\nthat revealed to Hester Prynne the entire track along which she had", "“Let us not look back,” answered Hester Prynne. “The past is gone!\nWherefore should we linger upon it now? See! With this symbol, I undo", "garment, as if it carried the plague among its gorgeous folds. Seen in\nconjunction with Hester Prynne,—kindly as so many now felt towards", "So said Hester Prynne, and glanced her sad eyes downward at the\nscarlet letter. And, after many, many years, a new grave was delved,", "around at her towns-people and neighbors. On the breast of her gown,\nin fine red cloth, surrounded with an elaborate embroidery and\nfantastic flourishes of gold-thread, appeared the letter A. It was so", "So speaking, she undid the clasp that fastened the scarlet letter,\nand, taking it from her bosom, threw it to a distance among the", "hair! I know thee, Hester; for I behold the token. We may all see it\nin the sunshine; and it glows like a red flame in the dark. Thou", "The tendency of her fate and fortunes had been to set her free. The\nscarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared\nnot tread. Shame, Despair, Solitude! These had been her" ], [ "Under the appellation of Roger Chillingworth, the reader will\nremember, was hidden another name, which its former wearer had", "In fine, Hester Prynne resolved to meet her former husband, and do\nwhat might be in her power for the rescue of the victim on whom he", "“And now, Mistress Prynne,” said old Roger Chillingworth, as he was\nhereafter to be named, “I leave thee alone; alone with thy infant, and", "In pursuance of this resolve, he took up his residence in the Puritan\ntown, as Roger Chillingworth, without other introduction than the\nlearning and intelligence of which he possessed more than a common", "Nothing further passed between the mariner and Hester Prynne. But, at\nthat instant, she beheld old Roger Chillingworth himself, standing in", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But", "ruin than had overwhelmed herself, except by acquiescing in Roger\nChillingworth's scheme of disguise. Under that impulse, she had made", "Hester Prynne looked into his face, but hesitated to speak. Yet,\nuttering his long-restrained emotions so vehemently as he did, his", "his enemy, beneath whatever mask the latter might conceal himself, was\nenough to disturb the magnetic sphere of a being so sensitive as\nArthur Dimmesdale. There had been a period when Hester was less alive", "“Who is that man, Hester?” gasped Mr. Dimmesdale, overcome with\nterror. “I shiver at him! Dost thou know the man? I hate him, Hester!”", "“Hester Prynne,” cried he, with a piercing earnestness, “in the name\nof Him, so terrible and so merciful, who gives me grace, at this last", "convenient and suitable mode of disposing of him, until the\nmagistrates should have conferred with the Indian sagamores respecting\nhis ransom. His name was announced as Roger Chillingworth. The jailer,", "He made a step nigher, and discovered the scarlet letter.\n\n“Hester! Hester Prynne!” said he. “Is it thou? Art thou in life?”", "At his arrival in the market-place, and some time before she saw him,\nthe stranger had bent his eyes on Hester Prynne. It was carelessly, at", "arm. His gray beard almost touched the ground, as he crept onward.\nHester gazed after him a little while, looking with a half-fantastic", "“Hester,” cried he, “here is a new horror! Roger Chillingworth knows\nyour purpose to reveal his true character. Will he continue, then, to", "“I see what ails the child,” whispered Hester to the clergyman, and\nturning pale in spite of a strong effort to conceal her trouble and", "“It was myself!” cried Hester, shuddering. “It was I, not less than\nhe. Why hast thou not avenged thyself on me?”", "Yet he trembled, and turned to Hester with an expression of doubt and\nanxiety in his eyes, not the less evidently betrayed, that there was a\nfeeble smile upon his lips.", "“Yes; it is Hester Prynne!” she replied, in a tone of surprise; and\nthe minister heard her footsteps approaching from the sidewalk, along" ], [ "“Then why not reveal them here?” asked Roger Chillingworth, glancing\nquietly aside at the minister. “Why should not the guilty ones sooner\navail themselves of this unutterable solace?”", "Old Roger Chillingworth, with a smile on his face, whispered something\nin the young clergyman's ear. Hester Prynne looked at the man of", "“Hester,” cried he, “here is a new horror! Roger Chillingworth knows\nyour purpose to reveal his true character. Will he continue, then, to", "“I have left thee to the scarlet letter,” replied Roger Chillingworth.\n“If that have not avenged me, I can do no more!”", "“And now, Mistress Prynne,” said old Roger Chillingworth, as he was\nhereafter to be named, “I leave thee alone; alone with thy infant, and", "“These men deceive themselves,” said Roger Chillingworth, with\nsomewhat more emphasis than usual, and making a slight gesture with", "“What evil have I done the man?” asked Roger Chillingworth again. “I\ntell thee, Hester Prynne, the richest fee that ever physician earned", "“And what of him?” cried Roger Chillingworth, eagerly, as if he loved\nthe topic, and were glad of an opportunity to discuss it with the only", "So Roger Chillingworth—a deformed old figure, with a face that\nhaunted men's memories longer than they liked—took leave of Hester", "In fine, Hester Prynne resolved to meet her former husband, and do\nwhat might be in her power for the rescue of the victim on whom he", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But", "“People say,” said another, “that the Reverend Master Dimmesdale, her\ngodly pastor, takes it very grievously to heart that such a scandal\nshould have come upon his congregation.”", "In a word, old Roger Chillingworth was a striking evidence of man's\nfaculty of transforming himself into a devil, if he will only, for a", "and disclosed the earth, with an awfulness that admonished Hester\nPrynne and the clergyman of the day of judgment, then might Roger", "Nothing further passed between the mariner and Hester Prynne. But, at\nthat instant, she beheld old Roger Chillingworth himself, standing in", "Others contended that the stigma had not been produced until a long\ntime subsequent, when old Roger Chillingworth, being a potent\nnecromancer, had caused it to appear, through the agency of magic and", "Thus Roger Chillingworth scrutinized his patient carefully, both as he\nsaw him in his ordinary life, keeping an accustomed pathway in the", "The emotions of that brief space, while she stood gazing after the\ncrooked figure of old Roger Chillingworth, threw a dark light on\nHester's state of mind, revealing much that she might not otherwise\nhave acknowledged to herself.", "“I see what ails the child,” whispered Hester to the clergyman, and\nturning pale in spite of a strong effort to conceal her trouble and", "“Woman, I could wellnigh pity thee!” said Roger Chillingworth, unable\nto restrain a thrill of admiration too; for there was a quality almost" ], [ "“Pearl,” said he, with great solemnity, “thou must take heed to", "He being gone, she summoned back her child.\n\n“Pearl! Little Pearl! Where are you?”\n\n[Illustration: Pearl on the Sea-Shore]", "Now Pearl knew well enough who made her; for Hester Prynne, the\ndaughter of a pious home, very soon after her talk with the child", "“Thou must know Pearl!” said she. “Our little Pearl! Thou hast seen", "“My little Pearl,” said he, feebly,—and there was a sweet and gentle\nsmile over his face, as of a spirit sinking into deep repose; nay, now", "“O, a story about the Black Man,” answered Pearl, taking hold of her\nmother's gown, and looking up, half earnestly, half mischievously,", "had so evidently set his gripe. The occasion was not long to seek. One\nafternoon, walking with Pearl in a retired part of the peninsula, she", "“Nay; not so, my little Pearl,” answered the minister; for, with the\nnew energy of the moment, all the dread of public exposure, that had", "which I have brought into the world!” And Pearl, overhearing the\nejaculation, or aware, through some more subtile channel, of those", "into her ear. And there was little Pearl, all this while, holding her\nmother's hand in both her own, and turning her face upward, while she\nput these searching questions, once, and again, and still a third", "The old minister seated himself in an arm-chair, and made an effort to\ndraw Pearl betwixt his knees. But the child, unaccustomed to the touch", "“Minister,” said little Pearl, “I can tell thee who he is!”", "“Pearl! Little Pearl!” cried he after a moment's pause; then,\nsuppressing his voice,—“Hester! Hester Prynne! Are you there?”", "Pearl kissed his lips. A spell was broken. The great scene of grief,\nin which the wild infant bore a part, had developed all her", "which she had been passing. “It is I, and my little Pearl.”", "“Mistress Hibbins says my father is the Prince of the Air!” cried\nPearl, with a naughty smile. “If thou callest me that ill name, I", "“Hush, Pearl, hush! Thou must not talk so!” answered the mother,\nsuppressing a groan. “He sent us all into this world. He sent even me,", "“Be quiet, Pearl! Thou understandest not these things,” said her\nmother. “Think not now of the minister, but look about thee, and see", "“Thou art not my child! Thou art no Pearl of mine!” said the mother,\nhalf playfully; for it was often the case that a sportive impulse came", "“Tell me! Tell me!” repeated Pearl, no longer seriously, but laughing,\nand capering about the floor. “It is thou that must tell me!”" ], [ "“I will keep thy secret, as I have his,” said Hester.\n\n“Swear it!” rejoined he.\n\nAnd she took the oath.", "“Hester,” cried he, “here is a new horror! Roger Chillingworth knows\nyour purpose to reveal his true character. Will he continue, then, to", "“When we last spake together,” said Hester, “now seven years ago, it\nwas your pleasure to extort a promise of secrecy, as touching the", "“I must reveal the secret,” answered Hester, firmly. “He must discern\nthee in thy true character. What may be the result, I know not. But", "“A story, child!” said Hester. “And about what?”", "“Hush, Hester, hush!” said he, with tremulous solemnity. “The law we", "“Aha! and is it Mistress Hester that has a word for old Roger\nChillingworth?” answered he, raising himself from his stooping", "with us to-night? There will be a merry company in the forest; and I\nwellnigh promised the Black Man that comely Hester Prynne should make\none.”", "scaffold! Hester partly raised him, and supported his head against her\nbosom. Old Roger Chillingworth knelt down beside him, with a blank,", "“Peace, Hester, peace!” replied the old man, with gloomy sternness.\n“It is not granted me to pardon. I have no such power as thou tellest", "“Make my excuse to him, so please you!” answered Hester, with a\ntriumphant smile. “I must tarry at home, and keep watch over my little", "before my sight. For, Hester, I am a dying man. So let me make haste\nto take my shame upon me!”", "“Thou wilt go!” said Hester, calmly, as he met her glance.", "All this while, Hester had been looking steadily at the old man, and\nwas shocked, as well as wonder-smitten, to discern what a change had", "He presented the cup to Hester, who received it with a slow, earnest\nlook into his face; not precisely a look of fear, yet full of doubt\nand questioning, as to what his purposes might be. She looked also at\nher slumbering child.", "“Hester Prynne,” said he, leaning over the balcony and looking down\nsteadfastly into her eyes, “thou hearest what this good man says, and", "“Tell me, mother!” said the child, seriously, coming up to Hester, and\npressing herself close to her knees. “Do thou tell me!”", "person of whom he could make a confidant. “Not to hide the truth,\nMistress Hester, my thoughts happen just now to be busy with the", "In fine, Hester Prynne resolved to meet her former husband, and do\nwhat might be in her power for the rescue of the victim on whom he", "“They know each other well, indeed,” replied Hester, with a mien of\ncalmness, though in the utmost consternation. “They have long dwelt\ntogether.”" ], [ "“Thou wilt love her dearly,” repeated Hester Prynne, as she and the\nminister sat watching little Pearl. “Dost thou not think her", "In fine, Hester Prynne resolved to meet her former husband, and do\nwhat might be in her power for the rescue of the victim on whom he", "The affair being so satisfactorily concluded, Hester Prynne, with\nPearl, departed from the house. As they descended the steps, it is", "“Let her see nothing strange—no passion nor eagerness—in thy way of\naccosting her,” whispered Hester. “Our Pearl is a fitful and fantastic", "“I can teach my little Pearl what I have learned from this!” answered\nHester Prynne, laying her finger on the red token.", "Now Pearl knew well enough who made her; for Hester Prynne, the\ndaughter of a pious home, very soon after her talk with the child", "Partly supported by Hester Prynne, and holding one hand of little\nPearl's, the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale turned to the dignified and", "By this time Pearl had reached the margin of the brook, and stood on\nthe farther side, gazing silently at Hester and the clergyman, who", "One of these seafaring men—the shipmaster, indeed, who had spoken to\nHester Prynne—was so smitten with Pearl's aspect, that he attempted", "Hester Prynne went, one day, to the mansion of Governor Bellingham,\nwith a pair of gloves, which she had fringed and embroidered to his", "Hester caught hold of Pearl, and drew her forcibly into her arms,\nconfronting the old Puritan magistrate with almost a fierce", "“And thou didst plead so bravely in her behalf and mine!” answered the\nmother. “I remember it; and so shall little Pearl. Fear nothing! She", "“God gave her into my keeping,” repeated Hester Prynne, raising her", "“I see what ails the child,” whispered Hester to the clergyman, and\nturning pale in spite of a strong effort to conceal her trouble and", "Betimes in the morning of the day on which the new Governor was to\nreceive his office at the hands of the people, Hester Prynne and", "“Make my excuse to him, so please you!” answered Hester, with a\ntriumphant smile. “I must tarry at home, and keep watch over my little", "“Come up hither, Hester, thou and little Pearl,” said the Reverend Mr.\nDimmesdale. “Ye have both been here before, but I was not with you.", "“Is the worshipful Governor Bellingham within?” inquired Hester.", "The eyes of the wrinkled scholar glowed so intensely upon her, that\nHester Prynne clasped her hands over her heart, dreading lest he\nshould read the secret there at once.", "After a while, the minister fixed his eyes on Hester Prynne's.\n\n“Hester,” said he, “hast thou found peace?”" ], [ "In pursuance of this resolve, he took up his residence in the Puritan\ntown, as Roger Chillingworth, without other introduction than the\nlearning and intelligence of which he possessed more than a common", "In this manner, the mysterious old Roger Chillingworth became the\nmedical adviser of the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale. As not only the", "All this time, Roger Chillingworth was looking at the minister with\nthe grave and intent regard of a physician towards his patient. But,", "Thus Roger Chillingworth scrutinized his patient carefully, both as he\nsaw him in his ordinary life, keeping an accustomed pathway in the", "“And now, Mistress Prynne,” said old Roger Chillingworth, as he was\nhereafter to be named, “I leave thee alone; alone with thy infant, and", "So Roger Chillingworth—a deformed old figure, with a face that\nhaunted men's memories longer than they liked—took leave of Hester", "Roger Chillingworth possessed all, or most, of the attributes above\nenumerated. Nevertheless, time went on; a kind of intimacy, as we have", "groundwork there. So Roger Chillingworth—the man of skill, the kind\nand friendly physician—strove to go deep into his patient's bosom,", "“These men deceive themselves,” said Roger Chillingworth, with\nsomewhat more emphasis than usual, and making a slight gesture with", "Under the appellation of Roger Chillingworth, the reader will\nremember, was hidden another name, which its former wearer had", "Chillingworth, a person of great skill in physic, who, for two or\nthree years past, had been settled in the town. It was understood that\nthis learned man was the physician as well as friend of the young", "“Ah,” replied Roger Chillingworth, with that quietness which, whether\nimposed or natural, marked all his deportment, “it is thus that a", "In a word, old Roger Chillingworth was a striking evidence of man's\nfaculty of transforming himself into a devil, if he will only, for a", "demeanor of the old man known as Roger Chillingworth. All his strength\nand energy—all his vital and intellectual force—seemed at once to", "that he might behold an evil spirit. And so he did! It was old Roger\nChillingworth that entered. The minister stood, white and speechless,", "“Verily, and in good faith,” answered Roger Chillingworth, “I knew\nnothing of the matter. I had spent the better part of the night at the", "themselves with, by the hour together. At all events, if it involved\nany secret information in regard to old Roger Chillingworth, it was in", "“And what of him?” cried Roger Chillingworth, eagerly, as if he loved\nthe topic, and were glad of an opportunity to discuss it with the only", "One day, leaning his forehead on his hand, and his elbow on the sill\nof the open window, that looked towards the graveyard, he talked with\nRoger Chillingworth, while the old man was examining a bundle of\nunsightly plants.", "“Hester,” cried he, “here is a new horror! Roger Chillingworth knows\nyour purpose to reveal his true character. Will he continue, then, to" ], [ "After a time, at a hint from Roger Chillingworth, the friends of Mr.\nDimmesdale effected an arrangement by which the two were lodged in the", "In pursuance of this resolve, he took up his residence in the Puritan\ntown, as Roger Chillingworth, without other introduction than the\nlearning and intelligence of which he possessed more than a common", "In this manner, the mysterious old Roger Chillingworth became the\nmedical adviser of the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale. As not only the", "“And now, Mistress Prynne,” said old Roger Chillingworth, as he was\nhereafter to be named, “I leave thee alone; alone with thy infant, and", "“I will go home with you,” said Mr. Dimmesdale.", "At last, while attending in a sick-chamber, whither the Reverend Mr.\nDimmesdale had been summoned to make a prayer, she learnt that he had", "aspect had undergone a remarkable change while he had dwelt in town,\nand especially since his abode with Mr. Dimmesdale. At first, his", "side, and so was well adapted to call up serious reflections, suited\nto their respective employments, in both minister and man of physic.\nThe motherly care of the good widow assigned to Mr. Dimmesdale a front", "“Then why not reveal them here?” asked Roger Chillingworth, glancing\nquietly aside at the minister. “Why should not the guilty ones sooner\navail themselves of this unutterable solace?”", "that he might behold an evil spirit. And so he did! It was old Roger\nChillingworth that entered. The minister stood, white and speechless,", "The excitement of Mr. Dimmesdale's feelings, as he returned from his\ninterview with Hester, lent him unaccustomed physical energy, and", "Behind the Governor and Mr. Wilson came two other guests: one the\nReverend Arthur Dimmesdale, whom the reader may remember as having", "Then, indeed, Mr. Dimmesdale shuddered, and slightly stirred.\n\nAfter a brief pause, the physician turned away.", "Now, however, her interview with the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale, on the\nnight of his vigil, had given her a new theme of reflection, and held", "“Come up hither, Hester, thou and little Pearl,” said the Reverend Mr.\nDimmesdale. “Ye have both been here before, but I was not with you.", "“People say,” said another, “that the Reverend Master Dimmesdale, her\ngodly pastor, takes it very grievously to heart that such a scandal\nshould have come upon his congregation.”", "All this time, Roger Chillingworth was looking at the minister with\nthe grave and intent regard of a physician towards his patient. But,", "By this time the preliminary prayer had been offered in the\nmeeting-house, and the accents of the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale were", "“Dost thou know, Hester,” said Arthur Dimmesdale, with an unquiet\nsmile, “that this dear child, tripping about always at thy side, hath", "Partly supported by Hester Prynne, and holding one hand of little\nPearl's, the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale turned to the dignified and" ], [ "Most of the spectators testified to having seen, on the breast of the\nunhappy minister, a SCARLET LETTER—the very semblance of that worn by", "To Hester's eye, the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale exhibited no symptom of\npositive and vivacious suffering, except that, as little Pearl had\nremarked, he kept his hand over his heart.", "And thus, while standing on the scaffold, in this vain show of\nexpiation, Mr. Dimmesdale was overcome with a great horror of mind, as", "At the moment when the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale thus communed with\nhimself, and struck his forehead with his hand, old Mistress Hibbins,", "“O Hester!” cried Arthur Dimmesdale, in whose eyes a fitful light,\nkindled by her enthusiasm, flashed up and died away, “thou tellest of", "Nothing was more remarkable than the change which took place, almost\nimmediately after Mr. Dimmesdale's death, in the appearance and", "removed their eyes from the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale, denied that there\nwas any mark whatever on his breast, more than on a new-born infant's.", "But, before Mr. Dimmesdale had done speaking, a light gleamed far and\nwide over all the muffled sky. It was doubtless caused by one of those", "only by his eyes, the scarlet letter need not burn into the bosom of\nthe fallen woman! Here, seen only by her eyes, Arthur Dimmesdale,", "grave. And, all this time, perchance, when poor Mr. Dimmesdale was\nthinking of his grave, he questioned with himself whether the grass", "“I have been watching at a death-bed,” answered Hester Prynne;—“at", "Dimmesdale, half frozen to death, overwhelmed with shame, and standing\nwhere Hester Prynne had stood!", "false light, becomes a shadow, or, indeed, ceases to exist. The only\ntruth that continued to give Mr. Dimmesdale a real existence on this", "before my sight. For, Hester, I am a dying man. So let me make haste\nto take my shame upon me!”", "Good heavens! Had Mr. Dimmesdale actually spoken? For one instant, he\nbelieved that these words had passed his lips. But they were uttered", "The eyes of the wrinkled scholar glowed so intensely upon her, that\nHester Prynne clasped her hands over her heart, dreading lest he\nshould read the secret there at once.", "declared, that, if Mr. Dimmesdale were really going to die, it was\ncause enough, that the world was not worthy to be any longer trodden", "“People say,” said another, “that the Reverend Master Dimmesdale, her\ngodly pastor, takes it very grievously to heart that such a scandal\nshould have come upon his congregation.”", "It came to pass, not long after the scene above recorded, that the\nReverend Mr. Dimmesdale, at noonday, and entirely unawares, fell into", "Mr. Dimmesdale, not merely the external presence, but the very inmost\nsoul, of the latter, seemed to be brought out before his eyes, so that\nhe could see and comprehend its every movement. He became," ] ]

[ "What is the meaning of the \"A\" that Hester Prynne must wear?", "What does Rev. Dimmesdale do just before dying?", "Why must Hester stand on the scaffold for 3 hours?", "What is Chillingworth's profession?", "Why does Chillingworth believe Dimmesdale is ill?", "Who advocates for Hester to maintain custody of Pearl?", "What secret does Chillingworth force Hester to keep?", "What plan do Hester and Dimmesdale make after Hester reveals her husband's plan for revenge?", "What do witnesses claim to see on Dimmesdale's chest just after he dies?", "What has the crowd gathered to witness?", "What does the scarlet A stand for?", "What angered the women in the crowd?", "Who does Hester recognize among the crowd?", "What does Roger vow?", "What does Roger warn Hester of?", "Who is Pearl?", "What does Chillingworth suspect of Dimmesdale?", "What does Hester convince Dimmesdale to do?", "What do witnesses swear about Dimmesdale?", "Why is Hester being punished?", "What is the symbol Hester has to wear to show she is guilty of adultery?", "Hester's long lost husband disguises himself with what name?", "Roger Chillingworth believes who also should be punished with Hester for committing adultery?", "Who is Pear's father?", "What does Roger make Hester vow?", "Who successfully persuades Governor Bellingham to let Hester keep custody of Pearl?", "What is Roger Chillingworth's occupation?", "Why does Roger start living with Minister Dimmesdale?", "When Dimmesdale dies, some witnesses say they saw what symbol on his chest?" ]

[ [ "It stands for adultery", "Adultress" ], [ "Confesses he is Pearl's father", "Confesses his sin." ], [ "Public humiliation as punishment for her adultery ", "So she is publicly humiliated." ], [ "Physician ", "Doctor" ], [ "Unconfessed guilt", "guilt over hiding something" ], [ "Dimmesdale", "Minister Dimmesdale" ], [ "Hester and Chillingworth are married", "That they were married" ], [ "To start a new life together in Europe", "to run away and start a new life" ], [ "A scarlet \"A\"", "A scarlet \"A\"" ], [ "Punishment of Hester Prynne", "The punishment of an adulterer" ], [ "Adulteress", "Adulteress" ], [ "Hester's beauty ", "Hester's behavior as she was being punished" ], [ "Her lost huband", "Her long lost husband, Roger Chillingworth" ], [ "To find the father", "To find the child's father." ], [ "He will destroy the child's father", "That he will destroy the child's father." ], [ "The daughter", "Hester's daughter." ], [ "His guilt", "that he is Pearls father" ], [ "Flee to Europe", "Let Pearl remain in Hester's care." ], [ "They saw the letter A on his chest", "They saw a stigma in the form of letter A on his chest." ], [ "She committed adultery.", "for adultery" ], [ "Scarlet letter A.", "a letter A" ], [ "Roger Chillingworth.", "Roger Chillingworth" ], [ "The child's father.", "the man she had the child with" ], [ "Arthur Dimmesdale.", "Dimmesdale." ], [ "Hester cannot reveal Roger's identity as her long lost husband.", "that she won't reveal he is her husband" ], [ "Minister Dimmesdale.", "Arthur Dimmesdale" ], [ "A physician.", "Physician." ], [ "Dimmesdale's health is failing.", "To care for the minister's health" ], [ "An \"A\".", "A scarlet \"A\"." ] ]

[ [ "The almighty ruler of gods and men, Jupiter. He said that he\n himself had secretly shared Alcmena’s bed and that that was", "Jupiter, being seized with love for Alcmena, changed his\n form to that of her husband, Amphitryon, while he was doing", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "then escapes. Jupiter comes out of the house. Husband and\n lover abuse each other vigorously and a scuffle ensues.", "there comes from the heavens, with a peal of thunder,\n the voice of Jupiter, who owns that he has been the\n guilty lover.", "Well, Alcmena caught his fancy, without her husband knowing\n it, and he enjoyed her and got her with child. So now", "ACTVS III\n\n ACT III\n\n\n (_A couple of hours have elapsed_)\n\n ENTER _Jupiter_.", "The point is, my father Jupiter is now inside there, mark\n you. He has turned himself into the very image of Amphitryon,", "While Amphitryon was engaged in a war with his foes, the\n Teloboians, Jupiter assumed his appearance and took the loan", "my father has his fill of her whom he loves: then all shall\n know the truth, but not before. And finally Jupiter will\n renew the former harmony between Alcmena and her spouse.", "Alcmena, that you may see it quite clearly, is with child\n by both of them, by her husband and by almighty Jove.", "I. 3.\n\n Scene 3.\n\n ENTER _Jupiter_ AND _Alcmena_ FROM THE HOUSE.", "occasion, I being the Amphitryon who lodge in the upper\n attic (_pointing heavenward_) and become Jupiter at times,", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "wife: charges of adultery, too, are bandied back and forth\n between him and Jupiter. Blepharo is appointed arbiter, but", "Mercury, Hercules, Summanus, Sol, Saturn, and all the gods,\n he is neither lying with her, nor walking with her, nor", "Alcmena, poor innocent, denounced as disloyal by her lord,\n Amphitryon. For it would be sinful of me, if the storm I", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "(_confidentially_) For you see, that Jupiter that “bade me\n come here” is just like any one of you in his horror of", "(_glancing slyly at Jupiter_) so madly as the mad way he\n dotes on you." ], [ "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "bustle him away from the house as soon as he gets here.\n Watch now! It will be worth your while to attend when Jove\n and Mercury take up the histrionic art. (_steps aside_)", "Now for the message master told me to give mistress.\n (_aside as he moves toward house and sees Mercury_)", "The almighty ruler of gods and men, Jupiter. He said that he\n himself had secretly shared Alcmena’s bed and that that was", "The point is, my father Jupiter is now inside there, mark\n you. He has turned himself into the very image of Amphitryon,", "name is Mercury (_pauses, evidently hoping he has made an\n impression_). My father has sent me here to you to make a", "MERCURY, _a god._\n SOSIA, _slave of Amphitryon._\n JUPITER, _a god._", "This play, then, Jove himself will act in to-day, and I\n along with him. Now give me your attention while I unfold\n the argument of our comedy.", "Mercury, Hercules, Summanus, Sol, Saturn, and all the gods,\n he is neither lying with her, nor walking with her, nor", "III. 4.\n\n Scene 4.\n\n ENTER _Mercury_ HURRIEDLY WITH BURLESQUE IMPORTANCE.\n\n_Mer._", "there comes from the heavens, with a peal of thunder,\n the voice of Jupiter, who owns that he has been the\n guilty lover.", "But I swear by Mercury that Jupiter disbelieves you. Why,\n man, he will take my bare word against your solemn oath, no\n doubt about it.\n\n_Sos._", "(_confidentially_) For you see, that Jupiter that “bade me\n come here” is just like any one of you in his horror of", "done naught to merit thy reproach: my power was on her.\n I now depart to heaven. [EXIT _Jupiter_.", "my father has his fill of her whom he loves: then all shall\n know the truth, but not before. And finally Jupiter will\n renew the former harmony between Alcmena and her spouse.", "Jupiter, being seized with love for Alcmena, changed his\n form to that of her husband, Amphitryon, while he was doing", "fair adjustment. But let day issue forth from night. Now to\n follow after Mercury. [EXIT _Jupiter._", "occasion, I being the Amphitryon who lodge in the upper\n attic (_pointing heavenward_) and become Jupiter at times," ], [ "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "name is Mercury (_pauses, evidently hoping he has made an\n impression_). My father has sent me here to you to make a", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "Go ahead, Sosia; I shall be with you in a moment.\n [EXIT _Mercury._\n (_kisses Alcmena again and turns to go_) Nothing further?\n\n_Alc._", "Now for the message master told me to give mistress.\n (_aside as he moves toward house and sees Mercury_)", "III. 4.\n\n Scene 4.\n\n ENTER _Mercury_ HURRIEDLY WITH BURLESQUE IMPORTANCE.\n\n_Mer._", "The point is, my father Jupiter is now inside there, mark\n you. He has turned himself into the very image of Amphitryon,", "my father has his fill of her whom he loves: then all shall\n know the truth, but not before. And finally Jupiter will\n renew the former harmony between Alcmena and her spouse.", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "But now you shall be a free man, Tyndarus, and a rich one,\n I promise you. For here is (_indicating Hegio_) your father;", "Mercury, Hercules, Summanus, Sol, Saturn, and all the gods,\n he is neither lying with her, nor walking with her, nor", "husband’s and my own, without a pang. Mercury has his orders\n to attend me closely, in case I have commands to give. Now\n for a word with the lady.", "Tum Mercurius Sosiae iratus siet.\n\n (_solemnly_) Then may Sosia feel the wrath of Mercury!\n\n_Sos._", "ears with his babble. Why, at home he chased his father and\n mother about with a spear, and every once in a while he has", "MERCURY, _a god._\n SOSIA, _slave of Amphitryon._\n JUPITER, _a god._", "bustle him away from the house as soon as he gets here.\n Watch now! It will be worth your while to attend when Jove\n and Mercury take up the histrionic art. (_steps aside_)", "But I swear by Mercury that Jupiter disbelieves you. Why,\n man, he will take my bare word against your solemn oath, no\n doubt about it.\n\n_Sos._", "fair adjustment. But let day issue forth from night. Now to\n follow after Mercury. [EXIT _Jupiter._", "[Footnote D: Mercury was the patron god of roguery.]\n\n_Alc._\n\n Ecastor te experior quanti facias uxorem tuam.", "of shame about him. Why say more? My pupil, your chum, this\n father’s son, has perished; for perished I say he has, when" ], [ "(_to Sosia_) Here you, this way! (_goes on toward house_)\n\n_Alc._", "Scene 3.\n\n ENTER _Sosia_.\n\n_Sos._", "(_aside_) I wonder what he’s talking about all to himself!\n Ah, there goes the door! Sosia’s coming out.\n\n\nIII. 3.", "(_going toward house_) Come then, this way. This matter\n needs my investigation first of all. (_stops to examine\n house from distance and talks with Sosia_)\n\n\nII. 2.", "you can ask Sosia here. (_pointing to house_)", "Sosia that packed him off. Yes, and then Amphitryon will\n think he is lying, and never came here as he ordered.", "_Amph._\n\n Sosia.\n\n (_sternly_) Sosia!\n\n_Mer._", "away, and to do your job for you when you have gone. I tell\n you what, that sham Sosia was monstrous surprising, but this\n second Amphitryon is certainly more so.", "(_in lower tone_) Saved! He doesn’t see me. It’s Some\n one he says is talking: and my same is Sosia, I know that\n for a fact.\n\n_Mer._", "him: at any rate, Sosia appears with Blepharo and gets a bad\n welcome from his master, despite Blepharo’s patronage, and", "(_violently to those within_) So that’s the way, is it?\n Thrown out of doors, am I? This is my reward for all the", "And as for me, I have assumed the form of Amphitryon’s slave\n Sosia, who went away to the army with him, my idea being to", "When I do not wish to be Sosia, be Sosia yourself, by all\n means. Now that I am he, you either pack, or take a\n thrashing, you unknown riff raff.", "Congrio, you take this one he’s left (_pointing_) and go\n into that house there, (_pointing to Euclio’s_) and as for", "Agreed! (_turning to Sosia_) Sosia, take these fellows in.\n (_pointing to slaves with luggage_) I will bring Naucrates", "Go ahead, Sosia; I shall be with you in a moment.\n [EXIT _Mercury._\n (_kisses Alcmena again and turns to go_) Nothing further?\n\n_Alc._", "(_aside to Leonida_) By gad! He’s been shut out of the\n house here.\n\n_Leon._\n\n Ita res est.", "(_aloud_) Off with you, anywhere! (_releases him with a\n final cuff_)", "And by thunder, you shall never do me out of being our\n family’s servant. No sir, and I’m the only servant Sosia we\n have.\n\n_Mer._", "me. Oh dear, I can’t move a step for fear! This ends me!\n Master’s orders are done for, and Sosia, too. But I’m" ], [ "the door and given my father a chance to embrace the lady\n there in safety. Now when our friend gets back there to his\n master, Amphitryon, he’ll tell his tale how it was servant", "_Scaena Thebis._\n\n _Scene:--Thebes. A street before Amphitryon’s house._\n\n\nPROLOGVS[3]", "The prizes Amphitryon did receive there we stole--things\n my father fancies do come easy to him! Now Amphitryon\n will return from the army to-day, and the slave I am\n representing, too.", "After the real Amphitryon and Sosia return they both are\n deluded in extraordinary fashion. This leads to an\n altercation and quarrel between wife and husband, until", "This city here is Thebes. In that house there (_pointing_)\n dwells Amphitryon, born in Argos, of an Argive father: and", "(_with playful courtliness_) Gladly does Amphitryon greet\n his darling wife, whom her husband judges to be the one", "of as if he was a corpse! I’ll go find out, whoever it\n is. (_approaches_) It’s Amphitryon! It’s my master!", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "(_listening_) Enough of this: there goes the door. Ah, the\n counterfeit Amphitryon comes out with his borrowed wife,\n Alcmena! (_steps aside_)", "to Amphitryon’s house_) and repel our returning hero in\n glorious style from up above there. I’ll see that he’s both", "his wife is Alcmena, Electrus’s daughter. At present this\n Amphitryon is at the head of the Theban army, the Thebans", "(_sees prostrate Amphitryon_) But what’s this? Who’s\n this old man lying like this in front of our house? Why,", "Theban people to have and to hold as they deem fit. Then,\n for his valour, my lord Amphitryon was presented with a", "ACTVS IV\n\n ACT IV\n\n\n ENTER _Amphitryon_ WEARILY.\n\n_Amph._", "(_indicating Tyndarus_) may send his master off home.\n Accordingly, they have exchanged clothes and names with each\n other. That one (_indicating Tyndarus_) is calling himself", "good graces again. Since my doings offended Amphitryon, and\n this love affair of mine lately occasioned his guiltless\n self some consternation, it is turn about now, and my", "(_to Amphitryon_) Trying to catch me! The fact is you ran on\n ahead from the ship yourself by another road on the sly, and", "You’re Amphitryon right enough, sir--but just look out you\n don’t lose your title to yourself by limitation, the way\n folks are getting changed about these days since we came\n back from abroad.", "(_looking down street_) But there’s Amphitryon coming! Here\n and now he’ll be finely fooled--if you’ll only take the", "(_moves toward Amphitryon’s house_)" ], [ "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "III. 2.\n\n Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ FROM HOUSE.\n\n_Alc._", "Before he himself left to join his troops, his wife,\n Alcmena, was with child by him. (_apologetically_) Now I", "For you see, Amphitryon, will be raging at his wife shortly,\n and accusing her of playing him false: then my father will", "then some one or other called out in a mighty voice:\n “Alcmena, help is at hand: be not afraid. To thee and thine", "(_to Sosia_) That will do. Let her state her case. (_to\n Alcmena_) What after we dined?\n\n_Alc._", "(_to Alcmena, confidentially_) Now then, ma’am, no one’s\n here besides us. (_elaborately makes sure of it_) Do be", "Alcmena, poor innocent, denounced as disloyal by her lord,\n Amphitryon. For it would be sinful of me, if the storm I", "First of all, then, I took thy Alcmena to myself and by me\n she was made a mother.", "(_pauses_) Here’s how we’ll begin. (_lays lantern down and\n addresses supposed Alcmena importantly_) First and foremost,", "Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ INTO DOORWAY.\n\n_Alc._", "Oh, ye gods! So now you are abetting her delusions, too!\n (_to Alcmena, with forced calmness_) We came here yesterday,\n you say?\n\n_Alc._", "Alcmena, that you may see it quite clearly, is with child\n by both of them, by her husband and by almighty Jove.", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "father. (_to Alcmena, stepping up_) Lord, ma’am, I don’t\n believe there’s a mortal man alive loves his own wife", "(_to Alcmena, sternly_) This matter shall not escape\n investigation, madam, I am resolved on that.\n\n_Alc._\n\n Edepol me libente facies.", "step in and quell the riot. Now about Alcmena--something I\n left unsaid a while ago--now she shall bring forth twin\n sons,", "Then, after that, I will eventually clear matters up, yes,\n and aid Alcmena in due season, contriving that she give\n birth at one time to both the children she carries, her", "(_to Sosia_) Keep still, you! (_to Alcmena_) And you--I left\n you this morning at daybreak, did I?\n\n_Alc._", "(_seizing her hand_) I beg and beseech you, Alcmena, by this\n right hand of yours, do forgive me for it; pardon me: don’t\n be angry!" ], [ "sudden. So if anyone is looking for a battle scene, let him\n pick a quarrel: if he gets a good strong opponent, I promise\n him a glimpse of a battle scene so unpleasant that hereafter", "then escapes. Jupiter comes out of the house. Husband and\n lover abuse each other vigorously and a scuffle ensues.", "that, none turns in flight nor yields an inch, but stands\n his ground and hews away. They lose their lives sooner than\n quit their post. As each had stood, so he lies, and keeps", "At last, as we wished, our host prevails: the foemen fall in\n heaps: on and on we press, fired by our might. Yet for all", "and Amphitryon himself cut down King Pterelas with his own\n hand. This fight was fought out all through the day there\n from morn till eve. (_reflectively_) I remember this", "The fact is, it was just when they were doing their hardest\n fighting that I was doing my hardest running. Oh well, I’ll", "Still later I closed with the noble Captain--who captures\n cities with no weapon save his mighty tongue--and hurled him", "they obey, and with terrific yells swooping down from the\n right in mad career they mangle and trample underfoot the\n forces of our foes and right our wrongs. (_wipes his brow", "Then each man lays about him with his every ounce of\n strength and strikes home with his blade: lances shiver:\n the welkin rings with the roar of heroes: up from their", "and then again on pains. Quarrels come between them, and\n then they are reconciled again. But if any such quarrel as\n this does happen to arise between them, then when it blows", "ears with his babble. Why, at home he chased his father and\n mother about with a spear, and every once in a while he has", "Quisquis homo huc profecto venerit, pugnos edet.\n\n I tell ye, any man that comes this way shall eat fists.\n\n_Sos._", "Porro etiam ausculta pugnam quam voluit dare.\n\n There’s more still, sir,--listen how he wanted to knock us\n out.\n\n_Nic._", "A FEW MOMENTS ELAPSE. THEN THE SOUND OF A SCUFFLE DOWN THE\n STREET. RE-ENTER _Euclio_ DRAGGING _Strobilus._", "All right, all right! Come, step along, then! Do you want to\n insult another man and not get it back? I’m as much of a man\n as you are!", "(_violently to those within_) So that’s the way, is it?\n Thrown out of doors, am I? This is my reward for all the", "(_aloud_) Off with you, anywhere! (_releases him with a\n final cuff_)", "Well, listen and you’ll find out. Instantly I pose as a\n fine, superior sort of creature and tell him I am the", "(_vigorously_) I made peace--I struck a treaty! It’s\n the truth.\n\n_Mer._\n\n Vapula.", "judge from the way this fellow is getting ’em out here,\n there’s nothing left now, or won’t be long. [EXIT." ], [ "Alcmena, that you may see it quite clearly, is with child\n by both of them, by her husband and by almighty Jove.", "III. 2.\n\n Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ FROM HOUSE.\n\n_Alc._", "Before he himself left to join his troops, his wife,\n Alcmena, was with child by him. (_apologetically_) Now I", "Then, after that, I will eventually clear matters up, yes,\n and aid Alcmena in due season, contriving that she give\n birth at one time to both the children she carries, her", "is unable to decide which is the real Amphitryon. They\n learn the whole truth at last, and Alcmena gives birth\n to twin sons.", "father. (_to Alcmena, stepping up_) Lord, ma’am, I don’t\n believe there’s a mortal man alive loves his own wife", "Well, Alcmena caught his fancy, without her husband knowing\n it, and he enjoyed her and got her with child. So now", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "then some one or other called out in a mighty voice:\n “Alcmena, help is at hand: be not afraid. To thee and thine", "Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ INTO DOORWAY.\n\n_Alc._", "(_to Alcmena, confidentially_) Now then, ma’am, no one’s\n here besides us. (_elaborately makes sure of it_) Do be", "First of all, then, I took thy Alcmena to myself and by me\n she was made a mother.", "But out of consideration for Alcmena here, my father has\n provided that there shall be only one parturition: he", "Oh, ye gods! So now you are abetting her delusions, too!\n (_to Alcmena, with forced calmness_) We came here yesterday,\n you say?\n\n_Alc._", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "The almighty ruler of gods and men, Jupiter. He said that he\n himself had secretly shared Alcmena’s bed and that that was", "his wife is Alcmena, Electrus’s daughter. At present this\n Amphitryon is at the head of the Theban army, the Thebans", "(_pauses_) Here’s how we’ll begin. (_lays lantern down and\n addresses supposed Alcmena importantly_) First and foremost,", "Alcmena, poor innocent, denounced as disloyal by her lord,\n Amphitryon. For it would be sinful of me, if the storm I", "step in and quell the riot. Now about Alcmena--something I\n left unsaid a while ago--now she shall bring forth twin\n sons," ], [ "of as if he was a corpse! I’ll go find out, whoever it\n is. (_approaches_) It’s Amphitryon! It’s my master!", "While Amphitryon was engaged in a war with his foes, the\n Teloboians, Jupiter assumed his appearance and took the loan", "The point is, my father Jupiter is now inside there, mark\n you. He has turned himself into the very image of Amphitryon,", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "(_listening_) Enough of this: there goes the door. Ah, the\n counterfeit Amphitryon comes out with his borrowed wife,\n Alcmena! (_steps aside_)", "(_with playful courtliness_) Gladly does Amphitryon greet\n his darling wife, whom her husband judges to be the one", "occasion, I being the Amphitryon who lodge in the upper\n attic (_pointing heavenward_) and become Jupiter at times,", "This play, then, Jove himself will act in to-day, and I\n along with him. Now give me your attention while I unfold\n the argument of our comedy.", "heart’s delight. All this in the guise of Amphitryon, you\n understand.", "the door and given my father a chance to embrace the lady\n there in safety. Now when our friend gets back there to his\n master, Amphitryon, he’ll tell his tale how it was servant", "ACTVS IV\n\n ACT IV\n\n\n ENTER _Amphitryon_ WEARILY.\n\n_Amph._", "Jupiter, being seized with love for Alcmena, changed his\n form to that of her husband, Amphitryon, while he was doing", "Listen here, sir. Now I’m free to come out plain with\n anything. I am Amphitryon’s Sosia, I am.\n\n_Mer._", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "You lie, I tell you: your every word has been a lie. I am\n Amphitryon’s Sosia, beyond dispute. Why, this very night we", "There we are! Both of ’em fooled, servant and mistress, took\n in thinking me Amphitryon. A sad mistake! Hark ye, Sosia the", "(_in jocular, self-satisfied tone_) I am that Amphitryon\n who has a servant Sosia, which same turns into Mercury on", "here, and I’ll guarantee you’d rather be Amphitryon than\n Jove.", "Come, come, quick, tell me--do you know me for your master,\n Amphitryon?\n\n_Brom._\n\n Scio.", "intends to make one labour suffice for two. But Amphitryon,\n though, as I told you some time since, will be informed of" ], [ "PROLOGUE", "PROLOGUE", "[Footnote 3: The genuineness of the Prologues of these plays has\n long been a moot question. The tendency of the more recent", "PROLOGUE\n\nLAR FAMILIARIS\n\n SPOKEN BY EUCLIO’S HOUSEHOLD GOD", "THE HOUSEHOLD GOD OF EUCLIO, _the Prologue._\n EUCLIO, _an old gentleman of Athens._", "golden bowl from which King Pterelas was wont to drink.\n (_heaves deep sigh of relief_) This is how I will tell it", "Well, listen and you’ll find out. Instantly I pose as a\n fine, superior sort of creature and tell him I am the", "this slave (_indicating Stalagmus_) stole you away from him\n here when you were four years old and sold you to my father\n for twenty-four pounds. And when we were both small boys,", "Now I will tell you who bade me come, and why I came, and\n likewise myself state my own name. Jupiter bade me come: my", "down. (_Prologue laughs uproariously at his pleasantry_)\n I leave it to you if so much is not true. The old man that", "ears with his babble. Why, at home he chased his father and\n mother about with a spear, and every once in a while he has", "(_continuing_) “I’m ashamed to come into your sight, father.\n I have heard that you know of my wicked intrigue with the", "(_aside_) It’s all over with me, all over with me now: the\n enemy are upon you, Tyndarus! What shall I say? What story", "(_aside_) Not a single, solitary word of fiction has he\n uttered yet: for I was there myself while the battle was\n actually going on, and my father too.\n\n_Sos._", "This play, then, Jove himself will act in to-day, and I\n along with him. Now give me your attention while I unfold\n the argument of our comedy.", "To making another march still against the old man. Use your\n ideas, your devices, your craft, any way you please, stick\n together some clever scheme to fool the clever old fellow\n to-day and get away with the gold.", "big kings--not worth mentioning, poor beggarlets! I am the\n great King Philip. Oh, this is a grand day! Why, after I\n left here a while ago I got there long before him and was", "of shame about him. Why say more? My pupil, your chum, this\n father’s son, has perished; for perished I say he has, when", "That’s a fact. Judge for yourself. Why, I tell you he begins\n bawling for heaven and earth to witness that he’s bankrupt,", "Even Periphanes, the rich trader from Rhodes, counted out\n two hundred pounds to me when master was away and we were" ], [ "Well, Alcmena caught his fancy, without her husband knowing\n it, and he enjoyed her and got her with child. So now", "of as if he was a corpse! I’ll go find out, whoever it\n is. (_approaches_) It’s Amphitryon! It’s my master!", "For you see, Amphitryon, will be raging at his wife shortly,\n and accusing her of playing him false: then my father will", "(_listening_) Enough of this: there goes the door. Ah, the\n counterfeit Amphitryon comes out with his borrowed wife,\n Alcmena! (_steps aside_)", "Alcmena, poor innocent, denounced as disloyal by her lord,\n Amphitryon. For it would be sinful of me, if the storm I", "You lie, I tell you: your every word has been a lie. I am\n Amphitryon’s Sosia, beyond dispute. Why, this very night we", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "While Amphitryon was engaged in a war with his foes, the\n Teloboians, Jupiter assumed his appearance and took the loan", "After the real Amphitryon and Sosia return they both are\n deluded in extraordinary fashion. This leads to an\n altercation and quarrel between wife and husband, until", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "There we are! Both of ’em fooled, servant and mistress, took\n in thinking me Amphitryon. A sad mistake! Hark ye, Sosia the", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "Jupiter, being seized with love for Alcmena, changed his\n form to that of her husband, Amphitryon, while he was doing", "heart’s delight. All this in the guise of Amphitryon, you\n understand.", "is unable to decide which is the real Amphitryon. They\n learn the whole truth at last, and Alcmena gives birth\n to twin sons.", "his wife is Alcmena, Electrus’s daughter. At present this\n Amphitryon is at the head of the Theban army, the Thebans", "(_with playful courtliness_) Gladly does Amphitryon greet\n his darling wife, whom her husband judges to be the one", "(_to Amphitryon_) Trying to catch me! The fact is you ran on\n ahead from the ship yourself by another road on the sly, and", "Amphitryon, now in command of the Theban army, and his wife\n is Alcmena.\n\n_Mer._\n\n Quid ais? quid nomen tibi est?" ], [ "Alcmena, poor innocent, denounced as disloyal by her lord,\n Amphitryon. For it would be sinful of me, if the storm I", "Amphitryon, now in command of the Theban army, and his wife\n is Alcmena.\n\n_Mer._\n\n Quid ais? quid nomen tibi est?", "his wife is Alcmena, Electrus’s daughter. At present this\n Amphitryon is at the head of the Theban army, the Thebans", "For you see, Amphitryon, will be raging at his wife shortly,\n and accusing her of playing him false: then my father will", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "(_with playful courtliness_) Gladly does Amphitryon greet\n his darling wife, whom her husband judges to be the one", "After the real Amphitryon and Sosia return they both are\n deluded in extraordinary fashion. This leads to an\n altercation and quarrel between wife and husband, until", "is unable to decide which is the real Amphitryon. They\n learn the whole truth at last, and Alcmena gives birth\n to twin sons.", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "(_listening_) Enough of this: there goes the door. Ah, the\n counterfeit Amphitryon comes out with his borrowed wife,\n Alcmena! (_steps aside_)", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "While Amphitryon was engaged in a war with his foes, the\n Teloboians, Jupiter assumed his appearance and took the loan", "of as if he was a corpse! I’ll go find out, whoever it\n is. (_approaches_) It’s Amphitryon! It’s my master!", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "Jupiter, being seized with love for Alcmena, changed his\n form to that of her husband, Amphitryon, while he was doing", "Well, Alcmena caught his fancy, without her husband knowing\n it, and he enjoyed her and got her with child. So now", "heart’s delight. All this in the guise of Amphitryon, you\n understand.", "_Scaena Thebis._\n\n _Scene:--Thebes. A street before Amphitryon’s house._\n\n\nPROLOGVS[3]", "ALCMENA, _wife of Amphitryon._\n AMPHITRYON, _commander-in-chief of the Theban army._", "You lie, I tell you: your every word has been a lie. I am\n Amphitryon’s Sosia, beyond dispute. Why, this very night we" ], [ "“Now then, father dear, do be on your guard against him--he\n is laying a rascally scheme to take the gold from you; and\n he vows he will take it.” Write that down plain.", "What hasn’t he done? Why don’t you ask me that? Well, in the\n first place he began lying to your son and disclaimed owing", "within his house, hides it away again deep in the ground,\n and, beside himself with terror, keeps watch over it. His\n daughter had been wronged by Lyconides. Meanwhile an old", "When you go to his father with a protest, he talks to the\n youngster in this strain: (_mimicking_) “You’re father’s own", "about his gold, Euclio hides it outside the house.\n Everything he does having been witnessed, a rascally servant\n of the girl’s assailant steals it. His master informs", "his fooling him, for my sake, about the gold. Yes, it is\n only right I should look out for the fellow that lied to him", "of shame about him. Why say more? My pupil, your chum, this\n father’s son, has perished; for perished I say he has, when", "For a little while ago when I first told our old man that\n lie about his friend and the gold and the galley, I there", "(_continuing_) “I’m ashamed to come into your sight, father.\n I have heard that you know of my wicked intrigue with the", "Because the truth would have harmed the person I was trying\n to help: as it is, deceit has served his turn.\n\n_Hegio_\n\n At tibi oberunt.", "ears with his babble. Why, at home he chased his father and\n mother about with a spear, and every once in a while he has", "[Good heavens! Such villainy in a lad of your age,\n concealing such atrocities from me and from your father!]", "(_dolefully_) My duty as a son takes the sting out of the\n sight, father. Even though I do love her, of course I can\n persuade myself not to be disturbed at her being with you.", "The dour old fellow at length consents, and, fearing for his\n pot, takes it from the house and hides it in one place after", "You lie, I tell you: your every word has been a lie. I am\n Amphitryon’s Sosia, beyond dispute. Why, this very night we", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "For you see, Amphitryon, will be raging at his wife shortly,\n and accusing her of playing him false: then my father will", "(_indicating Tyndarus_) may send his master off home.\n Accordingly, they have exchanged clothes and names with each\n other. That one (_indicating Tyndarus_) is calling himself", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "“However, I beg you to remember what you promised me,\n father: don’t beat him; but tie him up and keep watch on him" ], [ "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "Mercury, Hercules, Summanus, Sol, Saturn, and all the gods,\n he is neither lying with her, nor walking with her, nor", "MERCURY, _a god._\n SOSIA, _slave of Amphitryon._\n JUPITER, _a god._", "name is Mercury (_pauses, evidently hoping he has made an\n impression_). My father has sent me here to you to make a", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "[Footnote D: Mercury was the patron god of roguery.]\n\n_Alc._\n\n Ecastor te experior quanti facias uxorem tuam.", "But I swear by Mercury that Jupiter disbelieves you. Why,\n man, he will take my bare word against your solemn oath, no\n doubt about it.\n\n_Sos._", "The almighty ruler of gods and men, Jupiter. He said that he\n himself had secretly shared Alcmena’s bed and that that was", "The point is, my father Jupiter is now inside there, mark\n you. He has turned himself into the very image of Amphitryon,", "Iovis iussu venio, nomen Mercurio est mihi.\n pater huc me misit ad vos oratum meus, 20", "III. 4.\n\n Scene 4.\n\n ENTER _Mercury_ HURRIEDLY WITH BURLESQUE IMPORTANCE.\n\n_Mer._", "Tum Mercurius Sosiae iratus siet.\n\n (_solemnly_) Then may Sosia feel the wrath of Mercury!\n\n_Sos._", "Go ahead, Sosia; I shall be with you in a moment.\n [EXIT _Mercury._\n (_kisses Alcmena again and turns to go_) Nothing further?\n\n_Alc._", "Now for the message master told me to give mistress.\n (_aside as he moves toward house and sees Mercury_)", "Now I will tell you who bade me come, and why I came, and\n likewise myself state my own name. Jupiter bade me come: my", "bustle him away from the house as soon as he gets here.\n Watch now! It will be worth your while to attend when Jove\n and Mercury take up the histrionic art. (_steps aside_)", "(_in jocular, self-satisfied tone_) I am that Amphitryon\n who has a servant Sosia, which same turns into Mercury on", "fair adjustment. But let day issue forth from night. Now to\n follow after Mercury. [EXIT _Jupiter._", "my father has his fill of her whom he loves: then all shall\n know the truth, but not before. And finally Jupiter will\n renew the former harmony between Alcmena and her spouse." ], [ "Now don’t be surprised at this get-up of mine and because I\n appear here in the character of a slave as I do: I am going", "(_indicating Tyndarus_) may send his master off home.\n Accordingly, they have exchanged clothes and names with each\n other. That one (_indicating Tyndarus_) is calling himself", "And as for me, I have assumed the form of Amphitryon’s slave\n Sosia, who went away to the army with him, my idea being to", "and all the servants that see him believe that’s who he is.\n See how he can change his skin when he likes!", "lost many years before. This son, having exchanged clothes\n and names with his Elean master, secured the latter’s\n release, taking the consequences himself. This master of his", "Well, haven’t those rascal captives taken me in with this\n day’s trickery? The other one pretended he was the slave,", "Philocrates, and this one (_indicating Philocrates_)\n Tyndarus: each is posing as the other for the time being.", "And you are acting very much to your own advantage in being\n so disposed, and in accepting your slavery as you should.\n Follow me. (_leading way to Tyndarus_) There’s your man.", "These same prisoners, however, have got together and laid\n a scheme, as you can see, to the end that the slave here", "this slave (_indicating Stalagmus_) stole you away from him\n here when you were four years old and sold you to my father\n for twenty-four pounds. And when we were both small boys,", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "There we are! Both of ’em fooled, servant and mistress, took\n in thinking me Amphitryon. A sad mistake! Hark ye, Sosia the", "being of about the same age. Now here he is, back home, his\n own father’s slave without his father knowing it. Ah yes,\n the gods use us mortals as footballs!", "Well, you, too, are a slave and once were free: and (_with\n emphasis_) I hope to be so myself, when I have restored\n this gentleman’s son to home and liberty.\n\n_Arist._", "What’s all this? How the rascal’s making game of you,\n Hegio! Why he’s a slave himself--the only one he ever had.\n\n_Tynd._", "I supposed he was the slave and you the freeman; that’s\n what you said yourselves; that’s how you exchanged names.", "(_to slaves_) Loose him. (_they obey_) This is awful! Dear,\n dear, I’m frightened through and through!\n\n_Cleom._", "I know what I’ll do now: like slaves in the comedies, I’ll\n bundle my cloak round my neck and run, so that I’ll be the", "And Tyndarus here is going to work out this trick to-day\n like an artist, and set his master at liberty. By so", "(_aside, looking him over carefully_) Upon my soul, now I\n look him over, and consider my own looks, my own appearance--" ], [ "Scene 3.\n\n ENTER _Sosia_.\n\n_Sos._", "_Amph._\n\n Sosia.\n\n (_sternly_) Sosia!\n\n_Mer._", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "first, not till that other Sosia, myself, made me believe\n him. He reeled off every thing just as it happened while we\n were on the field there with the enemy; and besides, he had", "(_in lower tone_) Saved! He doesn’t see me. It’s Some\n one he says is talking: and my same is Sosia, I know that\n for a fact.\n\n_Mer._", "After the real Amphitryon and Sosia return they both are\n deluded in extraordinary fashion. This leads to an\n altercation and quarrel between wife and husband, until", "(_continuing to beat him_) Murder? A mere nothing compared\n with what is coming. Whose are you now?\n\n_Sos._", "When I do not wish to be Sosia, be Sosia yourself, by all\n means. Now that I am he, you either pack, or take a\n thrashing, you unknown riff raff.", "(_aside_) I wonder what he’s talking about all to himself!\n Ah, there goes the door! Sosia’s coming out.\n\n\nIII. 3.", "Well then, you shall be pummelled the more for talking\n nonsense. You Sosia! I am he myself.\n\n_Sos._", "Tum Mercurius Sosiae iratus siet.\n\n (_solemnly_) Then may Sosia feel the wrath of Mercury!\n\n_Sos._", "And by thunder, you shall never do me out of being our\n family’s servant. No sir, and I’m the only servant Sosia we\n have.\n\n_Mer._", "And as for me, I have assumed the form of Amphitryon’s slave\n Sosia, who went away to the army with him, my idea being to", "Mind now, not a word but what I ask you. In the first place,\n I wish to be informed who that Sosia is.\n\n_Sos._\n\n Tuos est servos.", "(_to Sosia_) Here you, this way! (_goes on toward house_)\n\n_Alc._", "_Sos._\n\n Perii, pugnos ponderat.\n\n (_aside_) I’m finished! He’s a-weighing his fists!", "I. 1.\n _Sos._ ...and my name is Sosia\n text reads _my same is Sosia_ ]", "Sosia ille, quem iam dudum dico, is qui me contudit.\n\n That Sosia I have been telling of all along, the one that\n smashed me up.", "(_going toward house_) Come then, this way. This matter\n needs my investigation first of all. (_stops to examine\n house from distance and talks with Sosia_)\n\n\nII. 2.", "Sosia, age me huc aspice. 750\n\n Sosia, here! Look me in the eye.\n\n_Sos._" ], [ "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "Alcmena, poor innocent, denounced as disloyal by her lord,\n Amphitryon. For it would be sinful of me, if the storm I", "III. 2.\n\n Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ FROM HOUSE.\n\n_Alc._", "then some one or other called out in a mighty voice:\n “Alcmena, help is at hand: be not afraid. To thee and thine", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ INTO DOORWAY.\n\n_Alc._", "Before he himself left to join his troops, his wife,\n Alcmena, was with child by him. (_apologetically_) Now I", "(_to Sosia_) Keep still, you! (_to Alcmena_) And you--I left\n you this morning at daybreak, did I?\n\n_Alc._", "(_tenderly_) That’s the way for an attentive wife to talk.\n [EXIT _Alcmena._", "Alcmena, that you may see it quite clearly, is with child\n by both of them, by her husband and by almighty Jove.", "(_pauses_) Here’s how we’ll begin. (_lays lantern down and\n addresses supposed Alcmena importantly_) First and foremost,", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "father. (_to Alcmena, stepping up_) Lord, ma’am, I don’t\n believe there’s a mortal man alive loves his own wife", "Oh, ye gods! So now you are abetting her delusions, too!\n (_to Alcmena, with forced calmness_) We came here yesterday,\n you say?\n\n_Alc._", "Well, Alcmena caught his fancy, without her husband knowing\n it, and he enjoyed her and got her with child. So now", "(_to Alcmena, confidentially_) Now then, ma’am, no one’s\n here besides us. (_elaborately makes sure of it_) Do be", "his wife is Alcmena, Electrus’s daughter. At present this\n Amphitryon is at the head of the Theban army, the Thebans", "But out of consideration for Alcmena here, my father has\n provided that there shall be only one parturition: he", "(_to Sosia_) That will do. Let her state her case. (_to\n Alcmena_) What after we dined?\n\n_Alc._", "Go ahead, Sosia; I shall be with you in a moment.\n [EXIT _Mercury._\n (_kisses Alcmena again and turns to go_) Nothing further?\n\n_Alc._" ], [ "III. 2.\n\n Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ FROM HOUSE.\n\n_Alc._", "Before he himself left to join his troops, his wife,\n Alcmena, was with child by him. (_apologetically_) Now I", "Alcmena, that you may see it quite clearly, is with child\n by both of them, by her husband and by almighty Jove.", "Then, after that, I will eventually clear matters up, yes,\n and aid Alcmena in due season, contriving that she give\n birth at one time to both the children she carries, her", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "Well, Alcmena caught his fancy, without her husband knowing\n it, and he enjoyed her and got her with child. So now", "Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ INTO DOORWAY.\n\n_Alc._", "First of all, then, I took thy Alcmena to myself and by me\n she was made a mother.", "But out of consideration for Alcmena here, my father has\n provided that there shall be only one parturition: he", "his wife is Alcmena, Electrus’s daughter. At present this\n Amphitryon is at the head of the Theban army, the Thebans", "(_to Alcmena, confidentially_) Now then, ma’am, no one’s\n here besides us. (_elaborately makes sure of it_) Do be", "then some one or other called out in a mighty voice:\n “Alcmena, help is at hand: be not afraid. To thee and thine", "Oh, ye gods! So now you are abetting her delusions, too!\n (_to Alcmena, with forced calmness_) We came here yesterday,\n you say?\n\n_Alc._", "is unable to decide which is the real Amphitryon. They\n learn the whole truth at last, and Alcmena gives birth\n to twin sons.", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "father. (_to Alcmena, stepping up_) Lord, ma’am, I don’t\n believe there’s a mortal man alive loves his own wife", "Alcmena, poor innocent, denounced as disloyal by her lord,\n Amphitryon. For it would be sinful of me, if the storm I", "step in and quell the riot. Now about Alcmena--something I\n left unsaid a while ago--now she shall bring forth twin\n sons,", "(_pauses_) Here’s how we’ll begin. (_lays lantern down and\n addresses supposed Alcmena importantly_) First and foremost,", "one being a ten months’ boy, the other a seven. One is\n Amphitryon’s child, the other Jove’s: the younger boy," ], [ "Alcmena, that you may see it quite clearly, is with child\n by both of them, by her husband and by almighty Jove.", "III. 2.\n\n Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ FROM HOUSE.\n\n_Alc._", "Before he himself left to join his troops, his wife,\n Alcmena, was with child by him. (_apologetically_) Now I", "Well, Alcmena caught his fancy, without her husband knowing\n it, and he enjoyed her and got her with child. So now", "Then, after that, I will eventually clear matters up, yes,\n and aid Alcmena in due season, contriving that she give\n birth at one time to both the children she carries, her", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "then some one or other called out in a mighty voice:\n “Alcmena, help is at hand: be not afraid. To thee and thine", "First of all, then, I took thy Alcmena to myself and by me\n she was made a mother.", "his wife is Alcmena, Electrus’s daughter. At present this\n Amphitryon is at the head of the Theban army, the Thebans", "Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ INTO DOORWAY.\n\n_Alc._", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "father. (_to Alcmena, stepping up_) Lord, ma’am, I don’t\n believe there’s a mortal man alive loves his own wife", "(_to Alcmena, confidentially_) Now then, ma’am, no one’s\n here besides us. (_elaborately makes sure of it_) Do be", "is unable to decide which is the real Amphitryon. They\n learn the whole truth at last, and Alcmena gives birth\n to twin sons.", "Oh, ye gods! So now you are abetting her delusions, too!\n (_to Alcmena, with forced calmness_) We came here yesterday,\n you say?\n\n_Alc._", "Alcmena, poor innocent, denounced as disloyal by her lord,\n Amphitryon. For it would be sinful of me, if the storm I", "step in and quell the riot. Now about Alcmena--something I\n left unsaid a while ago--now she shall bring forth twin\n sons,", "The almighty ruler of gods and men, Jupiter. He said that he\n himself had secretly shared Alcmena’s bed and that that was", "(_pauses_) Here’s how we’ll begin. (_lays lantern down and\n addresses supposed Alcmena importantly_) First and foremost,", "But out of consideration for Alcmena here, my father has\n provided that there shall be only one parturition: he" ], [ "After the real Amphitryon and Sosia return they both are\n deluded in extraordinary fashion. This leads to an\n altercation and quarrel between wife and husband, until", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "here from the ship. (_Sosia sends slaves inside_)\n [EXIT _Amphitryon_.", "And as for me, I have assumed the form of Amphitryon’s slave\n Sosia, who went away to the army with him, my idea being to", "Sosia that packed him off. Yes, and then Amphitryon will\n think he is lying, and never came here as he ordered.", "There we are! Both of ’em fooled, servant and mistress, took\n in thinking me Amphitryon. A sad mistake! Hark ye, Sosia the", "While Amphitryon was engaged in a war with his foes, the\n Teloboians, Jupiter assumed his appearance and took the loan", "Listen here, sir. Now I’m free to come out plain with\n anything. I am Amphitryon’s Sosia, I am.\n\n_Mer._", "postquam rediere veri Amphitruo et Sosia,\n uterque deluduntur in mirum modum.", "The prizes Amphitryon did receive there we stole--things\n my father fancies do come easy to him! Now Amphitryon\n will return from the army to-day, and the slave I am\n representing, too.", "the door and given my father a chance to embrace the lady\n there in safety. Now when our friend gets back there to his\n master, Amphitryon, he’ll tell his tale how it was servant", "(_looking down street_) But there is Amphitryon’s servant\n Sosia--just coming from the harbour with a lantern. I’ll", "(_indicating Tyndarus_) may send his master off home.\n Accordingly, they have exchanged clothes and names with each\n other. That one (_indicating Tyndarus_) is calling himself", "You lie, I tell you: your every word has been a lie. I am\n Amphitryon’s Sosia, beyond dispute. Why, this very night we", "_Amph._\n\n Sosia.\n\n (_sternly_) Sosia!\n\n_Mer._", "Amphitryon’s Sosia, I tell you.\n\n_Mer._", "(_holding him back_) Please, Amphitryon, don’t be angry with\n Sosia on my account.\n\n_Iup._\n _Jup._", "ACTVS IV\n\n ACT IV\n\n\n ENTER _Amphitryon_ WEARILY.\n\n_Amph._", "This city here is Thebes. In that house there (_pointing_)\n dwells Amphitryon, born in Argos, of an Argive father: and", "(_moves toward Amphitryon’s house_)" ], [ "PROLOGUE", "PROLOGUE", "PROLOGUE\n\nLAR FAMILIARIS\n\n SPOKEN BY EUCLIO’S HOUSEHOLD GOD", "THE HOUSEHOLD GOD OF EUCLIO, _the Prologue._\n EUCLIO, _an old gentleman of Athens._", "[Footnote 3: The genuineness of the Prologues of these plays has\n long been a moot question. The tendency of the more recent", "This play, then, Jove himself will act in to-day, and I\n along with him. Now give me your attention while I unfold\n the argument of our comedy.", "Now I will tell you who bade me come, and why I came, and\n likewise myself state my own name. Jupiter bade me come: my", "(_pauses_) Here’s how we’ll begin. (_lays lantern down and\n addresses supposed Alcmena importantly_) First and foremost,", "Well, listen and you’ll find out. Instantly I pose as a\n fine, superior sort of creature and tell him I am the", "Now first as to the favour I have come to ask, and then you\n shall hear the argument of our tragedy. What? Frowning\n because I said this was to be a tragedy? I am a god: I’ll\n transform it.", "down. (_Prologue laughs uproariously at his pleasantry_)\n I leave it to you if so much is not true. The old man that", "That no one may wonder who I am, I shall inform you briefly.\n I am the Household God of that family from whose house you", "golden bowl from which King Pterelas was wont to drink.\n (_heaves deep sigh of relief_) This is how I will tell it", "_Scene:--Athens. A street on which are the houses of\n Euclio and Megadorus, a narrow lane between them, in\n front an altar._\n\n\nPROLOGVS", "_Scene:--Athens. A street running in front of the houses\n of Demaenetus and Cleareta: between the houses is a narrow\n lane._\n\n\nPROLOGVS", "(_laughing_) You beg me by the very God of Truth. Once\n under oath, I see I must tell you whatever you ask. Come", "(_aside_) Not a single, solitary word of fiction has he\n uttered yet: for I was there myself while the battle was\n actually going on, and my father too.\n\n_Sos._", "That’s a fact. Judge for yourself. Why, I tell you he begins\n bawling for heaven and earth to witness that he’s bankrupt,", "before you here and what I wished: I have come to acquaint\n you with the name of this play. For as far as the plot is\n concerned, that is quite simple.", "and put me to sleep. Oh, I’m dead entirely! For God’s sake\n look at the size of him, and strong, heavens!" ], [ "Well, Alcmena caught his fancy, without her husband knowing\n it, and he enjoyed her and got her with child. So now", "While Amphitryon was engaged in a war with his foes, the\n Teloboians, Jupiter assumed his appearance and took the loan", "Alcmena, poor innocent, denounced as disloyal by her lord,\n Amphitryon. For it would be sinful of me, if the storm I", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "of as if he was a corpse! I’ll go find out, whoever it\n is. (_approaches_) It’s Amphitryon! It’s my master!", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "For you see, Amphitryon, will be raging at his wife shortly,\n and accusing her of playing him false: then my father will", "Jupiter, being seized with love for Alcmena, changed his\n form to that of her husband, Amphitryon, while he was doing", "(_listening_) Enough of this: there goes the door. Ah, the\n counterfeit Amphitryon comes out with his borrowed wife,\n Alcmena! (_steps aside_)", "After the real Amphitryon and Sosia return they both are\n deluded in extraordinary fashion. This leads to an\n altercation and quarrel between wife and husband, until", "You lie, I tell you: your every word has been a lie. I am\n Amphitryon’s Sosia, beyond dispute. Why, this very night we", "(_to Amphitryon_) Trying to catch me! The fact is you ran on\n ahead from the ship yourself by another road on the sly, and", "Sosia that packed him off. Yes, and then Amphitryon will\n think he is lying, and never came here as he ordered.", "There we are! Both of ’em fooled, servant and mistress, took\n in thinking me Amphitryon. A sad mistake! Hark ye, Sosia the", "heart’s delight. All this in the guise of Amphitryon, you\n understand.", "his wife is Alcmena, Electrus’s daughter. At present this\n Amphitryon is at the head of the Theban army, the Thebans", "is unable to decide which is the real Amphitryon. They\n learn the whole truth at last, and Alcmena gives birth\n to twin sons.", "the door and given my father a chance to embrace the lady\n there in safety. Now when our friend gets back there to his\n master, Amphitryon, he’ll tell his tale how it was servant" ], [ "his wife is Alcmena, Electrus’s daughter. At present this\n Amphitryon is at the head of the Theban army, the Thebans", "Alcmena, poor innocent, denounced as disloyal by her lord,\n Amphitryon. For it would be sinful of me, if the storm I", "Amphitryon, now in command of the Theban army, and his wife\n is Alcmena.\n\n_Mer._\n\n Quid ais? quid nomen tibi est?", "For you see, Amphitryon, will be raging at his wife shortly,\n and accusing her of playing him false: then my father will", "(_with playful courtliness_) Gladly does Amphitryon greet\n his darling wife, whom her husband judges to be the one", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "After the real Amphitryon and Sosia return they both are\n deluded in extraordinary fashion. This leads to an\n altercation and quarrel between wife and husband, until", "Well, Alcmena caught his fancy, without her husband knowing\n it, and he enjoyed her and got her with child. So now", "ALCMENA, _wife of Amphitryon._\n AMPHITRYON, _commander-in-chief of the Theban army._", "Jupiter, being seized with love for Alcmena, changed his\n form to that of her husband, Amphitryon, while he was doing", "While Amphitryon was engaged in a war with his foes, the\n Teloboians, Jupiter assumed his appearance and took the loan", "(_listening_) Enough of this: there goes the door. Ah, the\n counterfeit Amphitryon comes out with his borrowed wife,\n Alcmena! (_steps aside_)", "is unable to decide which is the real Amphitryon. They\n learn the whole truth at last, and Alcmena gives birth\n to twin sons.", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "Alcmena, that you may see it quite clearly, is with child\n by both of them, by her husband and by almighty Jove.", "of as if he was a corpse! I’ll go find out, whoever it\n is. (_approaches_) It’s Amphitryon! It’s my master!", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "_Scaena Thebis._\n\n _Scene:--Thebes. A street before Amphitryon’s house._\n\n\nPROLOGVS[3]", "heart’s delight. All this in the guise of Amphitryon, you\n understand." ], [ "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "Mercury, Hercules, Summanus, Sol, Saturn, and all the gods,\n he is neither lying with her, nor walking with her, nor", "MERCURY, _a god._\n SOSIA, _slave of Amphitryon._\n JUPITER, _a god._", "name is Mercury (_pauses, evidently hoping he has made an\n impression_). My father has sent me here to you to make a", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "[Footnote D: Mercury was the patron god of roguery.]\n\n_Alc._\n\n Ecastor te experior quanti facias uxorem tuam.", "But I swear by Mercury that Jupiter disbelieves you. Why,\n man, he will take my bare word against your solemn oath, no\n doubt about it.\n\n_Sos._", "The almighty ruler of gods and men, Jupiter. He said that he\n himself had secretly shared Alcmena’s bed and that that was", "The point is, my father Jupiter is now inside there, mark\n you. He has turned himself into the very image of Amphitryon,", "Iovis iussu venio, nomen Mercurio est mihi.\n pater huc me misit ad vos oratum meus, 20", "III. 4.\n\n Scene 4.\n\n ENTER _Mercury_ HURRIEDLY WITH BURLESQUE IMPORTANCE.\n\n_Mer._", "Tum Mercurius Sosiae iratus siet.\n\n (_solemnly_) Then may Sosia feel the wrath of Mercury!\n\n_Sos._", "Go ahead, Sosia; I shall be with you in a moment.\n [EXIT _Mercury._\n (_kisses Alcmena again and turns to go_) Nothing further?\n\n_Alc._", "Now for the message master told me to give mistress.\n (_aside as he moves toward house and sees Mercury_)", "Now I will tell you who bade me come, and why I came, and\n likewise myself state my own name. Jupiter bade me come: my", "bustle him away from the house as soon as he gets here.\n Watch now! It will be worth your while to attend when Jove\n and Mercury take up the histrionic art. (_steps aside_)", "(_in jocular, self-satisfied tone_) I am that Amphitryon\n who has a servant Sosia, which same turns into Mercury on", "fair adjustment. But let day issue forth from night. Now to\n follow after Mercury. [EXIT _Jupiter._", "my father has his fill of her whom he loves: then all shall\n know the truth, but not before. And finally Jupiter will\n renew the former harmony between Alcmena and her spouse." ], [ "Tum Mercurius Sosiae iratus siet.\n\n (_solemnly_) Then may Sosia feel the wrath of Mercury!\n\n_Sos._", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "Go ahead, Sosia; I shall be with you in a moment.\n [EXIT _Mercury._\n (_kisses Alcmena again and turns to go_) Nothing further?\n\n_Alc._", "Scene 3.\n\n ENTER _Sosia_.\n\n_Sos._", "MERCURY, _a god._\n SOSIA, _slave of Amphitryon._\n JUPITER, _a god._", "name is Mercury (_pauses, evidently hoping he has made an\n impression_). My father has sent me here to you to make a", "III. 4.\n\n Scene 4.\n\n ENTER _Mercury_ HURRIEDLY WITH BURLESQUE IMPORTANCE.\n\n_Mer._", "_Amph._\n\n Sosia.\n\n (_sternly_) Sosia!\n\n_Mer._", "And by thunder, you shall never do me out of being our\n family’s servant. No sir, and I’m the only servant Sosia we\n have.\n\n_Mer._", "Now for the message master told me to give mistress.\n (_aside as he moves toward house and sees Mercury_)", "_Mer._\n\n Tu me vivos hodie numquam facies quin sim Sosia.\n\n You shall never live to make me anyone but Sosia, never.", "(_to Sosia_) Here you, this way! (_goes on toward house_)\n\n_Alc._", "de supero, cum huc accesserit; faciam ut sit madidus sobrius.\n deinde illi actutum sufferet suos servos poenas Sosia:", "(_going toward house_) Come then, this way. This matter\n needs my investigation first of all. (_stops to examine\n house from distance and talks with Sosia_)\n\n\nII. 2.", "(_aside_) I wonder what he’s talking about all to himself!\n Ah, there goes the door! Sosia’s coming out.\n\n\nIII. 3.", "Agreed! (_turning to Sosia_) Sosia, take these fellows in.\n (_pointing to slaves with luggage_) I will bring Naucrates", "(_continuing to beat him_) Murder? A mere nothing compared\n with what is coming. Whose are you now?\n\n_Sos._", "_Mer._\n\n Quo agis te?\n\n (_blocking him off_) Where now?\n\n_Sos._\n\n Domum.", "Listen here, sir. Now I’m free to come out plain with\n anything. I am Amphitryon’s Sosia, I am.\n\n_Mer._" ], [ "For you see, Amphitryon, will be raging at his wife shortly,\n and accusing her of playing him false: then my father will", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "Nimis iracunda es.\n\n (_trying to fondle her_) You’re too irritable.\n\n_Alc._", "Alcmena, poor innocent, denounced as disloyal by her lord,\n Amphitryon. For it would be sinful of me, if the storm I", "I’ll cut her tongue out, I’ll tear her eyes out, the minute\n I get at her in the house!", "She is not going. She refuses to go. Away with you and\n report! It’s another man she loves, not him. March yourself\n off!\n\n_Par._", "this, let her tell you, and do you make the prayer for his\n favour in her stead. To no man shall she nod, wink, or\n signify compliance. Further, if the lamp go out, she is", "_Alc._\n\n A, propitius sit potius.\n\n (_hurriedly_) Oh no! His blessing, his blessing!", "Captain would have surprised Mnesilochus with his wife and\n cut him to pieces for an adulterer caught in the act.", "_Alc._\n\n Ah noli.\n\n (_seizing his arm_) Oh, please don’t!\n\n_Iup._\n _Jup._", "Before he himself left to join his troops, his wife,\n Alcmena, was with child by him. (_apologetically_) Now I", "follows: After Mercury has had sufficient amusement with\n Amphitryon, the disturbance calls Alcmena from within. She\n has a dispute with her husband--Jupiter had left her earlier", "(_dolefully_) My duty as a son takes the sting out of the\n sight, father. Even though I do love her, of course I can\n persuade myself not to be disturbed at her being with you.", "and then again on pains. Quarrels come between them, and\n then they are reconciled again. But if any such quarrel as\n this does happen to arise between them, then when it blows", "her--as women do, sir, in labour--with clean washed hands\n and covered head. She had no sooner begun than there was a\n frightful thunder clap. At first we thought your house was", "has fallen on another man, she must become blind forthwith.\n She must drink with you only, and drink with you glass for\n glass: let her receive the glass from your hands, drink to", "(_incensed_) Come along! I put up with this? I hold my\n tongue? I’d rather perish from the earth than not let it out", "calls for me to come. I was trembling already at what\n happened, but fear of mistress prevailed, and up I run\n to find out what she wants. And there I see she has given", "Philaenium throughout the coming year may spend her nights\n and days with him.”", "my father has his fill of her whom he loves: then all shall\n know the truth, but not before. And finally Jupiter will\n renew the former harmony between Alcmena and her spouse." ], [ "Alcmena, that you may see it quite clearly, is with child\n by both of them, by her husband and by almighty Jove.", "Then, after that, I will eventually clear matters up, yes,\n and aid Alcmena in due season, contriving that she give\n birth at one time to both the children she carries, her", "Before he himself left to join his troops, his wife,\n Alcmena, was with child by him. (_apologetically_) Now I", "By thee too was she with child when thou didst go forth to\n war: at one birth she bore them both. The one begotten of my", "But out of consideration for Alcmena here, my father has\n provided that there shall be only one parturition: he", "First of all, then, I took thy Alcmena to myself and by me\n she was made a mother.", "is unable to decide which is the real Amphitryon. They\n learn the whole truth at last, and Alcmena gives birth\n to twin sons.", "Well, Alcmena caught his fancy, without her husband knowing\n it, and he enjoyed her and got her with child. So now", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "then some one or other called out in a mighty voice:\n “Alcmena, help is at hand: be not afraid. To thee and thine", "III. 2.\n\n Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ FROM HOUSE.\n\n_Alc._", "(_pauses_) Here’s how we’ll begin. (_lays lantern down and\n addresses supposed Alcmena importantly_) First and foremost,", "step in and quell the riot. Now about Alcmena--something I\n left unsaid a while ago--now she shall bring forth twin\n sons,", "Em, mater mea,\n tibi rem potiorem verbo: clamat, parturit.\n\n There, mother! There’s better proof than words gives. Her\n cries! The child!", "(_to Alcmena, confidentially_) Now then, ma’am, no one’s\n here besides us. (_elaborately makes sure of it_) Do be", "Do let that be, sir, and listen. After they were born she\n told us to bathe them. We began. But that boy I bathed! How", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "et gravidam fecit is eam compressu suo.\n nunc de Alcumena ut rem teneatis rectius, 110", "de ea re signa atque argumenta paucis verbis eloquar.\n omnium primum: Alcumena geminos peperit filios.", "her--as women do, sir, in labour--with clean washed hands\n and covered head. She had no sooner begun than there was a\n frightful thunder clap. At first we thought your house was" ], [ "Alcmena, that you may see it quite clearly, is with child\n by both of them, by her husband and by almighty Jove.", "The almighty ruler of gods and men, Jupiter. He said that he\n himself had secretly shared Alcmena’s bed and that that was", "of his wife, Alcmena. Mercury takes the form of an absent\n slave, Sosia, and Alcmena is deceived by the two impostors.", "Before he himself left to join his troops, his wife,\n Alcmena, was with child by him. (_apologetically_) Now I", "Well, Alcmena caught his fancy, without her husband knowing\n it, and he enjoyed her and got her with child. So now", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "his wife is Alcmena, Electrus’s daughter. At present this\n Amphitryon is at the head of the Theban army, the Thebans", "then some one or other called out in a mighty voice:\n “Alcmena, help is at hand: be not afraid. To thee and thine", "Why, it’s Tyndarus himself that is your son, at least\n according to this fellow’s evidence. For Tyndarus has been", "Mercury, Hercules, Summanus, Sol, Saturn, and all the gods,\n he is neither lying with her, nor walking with her, nor", "First of all, then, I took thy Alcmena to myself and by me\n she was made a mother.", "III. 2.\n\n Scene 2.\n\n ENTER _Alcmena_ FROM HOUSE.\n\n_Alc._", "one being a ten months’ boy, the other a seven. One is\n Amphitryon’s child, the other Jove’s: the younger boy,", "Oh, ye gods! So now you are abetting her delusions, too!\n (_to Alcmena, with forced calmness_) We came here yesterday,\n you say?\n\n_Alc._", "Jupiter, being seized with love for Alcmena, changed his\n form to that of her husband, Amphitryon, while he was doing", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "is unable to decide which is the real Amphitryon. They\n learn the whole truth at last, and Alcmena gives birth\n to twin sons.", "Tace.\n Alcumena, unum rogare te volo.\n\n Silence! (_to Alcmena, sternly_) Alcmena, there is\n something I wish to ask you.", "the whole affair. But what of that? Certainly no one will\n hold Alcmena guilty: no, no, it would seem highly unbecoming\n for a god to let a mortal take the consequences of his", "God Almighty, save me and save my boy for me! (_running to\n door and shouting_) Philocrates! Here, here, come, on your\n life! I want you!\n\n\nV. 3." ], [ "(_with playful courtliness_) Gladly does Amphitryon greet\n his darling wife, whom her husband judges to be the one", "particularly dotes on. He is telling Alcmena what happened\n during the campaign: and she all the time thinking him her\n husband when he’s not. On he goes there with his stories of", "Theban people to have and to hold as they deem fit. Then,\n for his valour, my lord Amphitryon was presented with a", "and valour of our soldiery, aye, and chiefly under the\n command and auspices of my own master, Amphitryon. He has", "heart’s delight. All this in the guise of Amphitryon, you\n understand.", "good graces again. Since my doings offended Amphitryon, and\n this love affair of mine lately occasioned his guiltless\n self some consternation, it is turn about now, and my", "of as if he was a corpse! I’ll go find out, whoever it\n is. (_approaches_) It’s Amphitryon! It’s my master!", "the door and given my father a chance to embrace the lady\n there in safety. Now when our friend gets back there to his\n master, Amphitryon, he’ll tell his tale how it was servant", "occasion, I being the Amphitryon who lodge in the upper\n attic (_pointing heavenward_) and become Jupiter at times,", "(_listening_) Enough of this: there goes the door. Ah, the\n counterfeit Amphitryon comes out with his borrowed wife,\n Alcmena! (_steps aside_)", "While Amphitryon was engaged in a war with his foes, the\n Teloboians, Jupiter assumed his appearance and took the loan", "battle with his enemies in defence of his country. Mercury,\n in the guise of Sosia, seconds his father and dupes both\n servant and master on their return. Amphitryon storms at his", "intends to make one labour suffice for two. But Amphitryon,\n though, as I told you some time since, will be informed of", "(_sees prostrate Amphitryon_) But what’s this? Who’s\n this old man lying like this in front of our house? Why,", "Listen here, sir. Now I’m free to come out plain with\n anything. I am Amphitryon’s Sosia, I am.\n\n_Mer._", "(_in jocular, self-satisfied tone_) I am that Amphitryon\n who has a servant Sosia, which same turns into Mercury on", "For you see, Amphitryon, will be raging at his wife shortly,\n and accusing her of playing him false: then my father will", "here, and I’ll guarantee you’d rather be Amphitryon than\n Jove.", "within due bounds. At present my father wishes Amphitryon\n to be fooled: fooled he shall be finely, I promise you, here\n and now, spectators, and under your inspection.", "ACTVS IV\n\n ACT IV\n\n\n ENTER _Amphitryon_ WEARILY.\n\n_Amph._" ] ]

[ "Who has Jupiter been sleeping with?", "What responsibility has Mercury been given by his father Jupiter to hide the affair?", "How does Mercury fulfill his father's wish?", "Where does Sosia go after being turned away from the house?", "What type of welcome does Amphitryon recieve get on returning from Thebes?", "What does Alcmena threaten to do after the fight?", "How does the fight eventually resolve?", "Who does Alcmena give birth to?", "How does Amphitryon take Jupiter's news?", "Who starts the story off with a prologue?", "Who is sleeping with Amphiltryon's wife?", "Who is Amphiltryon's wife?", "Whose job is it to protect their father by lying?", "Who is Mercury's father?", "Who changes their appearance to look like a slave?", "Who fights Sosia?", "Who stops Alcmena from leaving her husband?", "How many children does Alcmena have?", "What are Alcmena's children's names?", "Where does Amphitryon and Sosia return to after the war?", "Who gives the beginning prologue?", "Who was sleeping with Amphitryon wife while he was away?", "Who is Amphitryon wife?", "Who is Mercury's father?", "What does Mercury do to Sosia when he arrives?", "What is Alcema ready to do when her husband is angry with her?", "What does Alcema give birth to?", "What is the name of Alcema's son that is a god?", "What makes Amphitryon feel honored? " ]

[ [ "He is sleeping with Amphitryon's wife Alcmena.", "Alcmena" ], [ "He has been tasked with decieving anyone who would interfere with Jupiter and Alcmena?", "buying time for him" ], [ "He dresses as Sosia and then beats Sosia up when Sosia approaches the house.", "By deceiving others" ], [ "Back to Amphitryon's ship.", "He goes back to the ship " ], [ "A very confused one, as his wife doesn't realize why he is back so soon.", "confusion" ], [ "She threatens to leave Amphitryon.", "leave her husband" ], [ "Jupiter comes to clear things up.", "Jupiter explains what he did" ], [ "Twin boys, one the son of Jupiter and one the son of Amphitryon.", "The son of Amphotryon and Hercules, the son of Jupiter" ], [ "He is pleased and honored to have shared his wife with a God.", "honored to share his wife with a god" ], [ "Mercury", "Mercury" ], [ "Jupiter", "Jupiter " ], [ "Alcmena", "alcmena" ], [ "Mercury", "Mercury" ], [ "Jupiter", "Jupiter" ], [ "Mercury", "Mercury" ], [ "Mercury", "Mercury" ], [ "Jupiter ", "Jupiter" ], [ "Two", "2" ], [ "Hercules and Amphyitryon", "amphitryon and hercules" ], [ "Thebes", "Thebes" ], [ "god Mercury ", "Mercury" ], [ "god Jupiter ", "Jupiter" ], [ "Alcmena ", "Alcmena " ], [ "Jupiter ", "Jupiter" ], [ "beats him up", "Beats him up and send him away" ], [ "Leave him", "ready to leave" ], [ "Twin boys", "Twin boys " ], [ "Hercules ", "Hercules" ], [ "Sharing his wife with a God", "He shared his wife with a god." ] ]

[ [ "RIPCORD (CONT'D)\n Who the hell is that?\n Duke grabs Ripcord and starts dragging him out.\n\n EXT. CONVOY - MOUNTAIN ROAD - DAY", "Duke and Rip see the hall of flaming metal crash in front of\n them, blocking the convoy's path. Rip hits the brakes.\n\n RIPCORD\n Jesus Christ! Bird Down!", "case. Suddenly, Duke and Ripcord rush up behind them, guns\n raised.", "And then the Scarab thunders up behind them at full speed.\n Ripcord dives out of the way just in time. Duke has no such", "The rest of the Neo-Vipers arrive and immediately open fire,\n pinning both Duke and Ripcord down. All hell breaks loose.", "DUKE (CONT'D)\n C'mon!\n Snake-Eyes follows Duke and Ripcord, charging after them.\n\n EXT. EIFFEL TOWER - DAY", "Ripcord and Duke fire after them, but they vanish up into the\n next level. Heavy Duty, now back in action, takes out the", "RIPCORD\n Hey, on the training run weren't\n there herders around here?\n This puts Duke instantly on the alert.\n\n EXT. CONVOY - MOUNTAIN ROAD - DAY", "CASE.\n Duke now has Rip ver his shouders and is running like hell.\n\n RIPCORD\n Duke?\n\n DUKE\n Shut up.", "DUKE\n (with a sigh)\n Yeah, we'd be badasses. Eyes on the\n road, Rip.\n\n EXT. CONVOY - MOUNTAIN ROAD - DAWN", "Duke and Ripcord move with the others through a corridor.\n\n DUKE\n Their weaponry, financing, intel,\n it has to be McCullen. Doing an\n inside job on his own warheads.", "Duke and Ripcord land on the upturned ceiling, beat to shit.\n Duke quickly checks on the two guys in back crushed to death\n where the blast caved in the Cougar's armor. He looks at Rip.", "Ana takes another step forward, daring Duke to pull the\n trigger. Ripcord, gun drawn and fixed on Storm Shadow, moves\n slowly forward to retrieve the briefcase. Ana is now an inch", "of the vehicle, escaping their shots by disappearing beneath\n the undercarriage.\n And that's when Ana sees Duke and Rip following. She sits", "firing. Duke and Ripcord pop up and return fire.", "RIPCORD\n Nothing you can do. Come on...!\n Gunfire bursts around them as Ripcord pulls Duke away from\n the ruins of the house.", "The MISSILES streak back towards Duke and Ripcord. No time\n to get out of the way, they dive and roll in various\n directions, extreme kinetic energy hurling them forward. The", "Ripcord drives the lead Cougar, Duke beside him. Two more\n guys in back, remotely panning a rooftop DUAL MACHINE GUN.", "Duke and Ripcord pick themselves up while Snake-Eyes crawls\n out of the TRASH CANS nearby. They see Storm Shadow and Ana\n emerge from the Scarab and hurry off towards the tower.", "Snake-Eyes is now desperately clinging to the undercarriage.\n Duke and Rip are catching up behind him.\n\n SCARLETT'S VOICE\n Guys, you have to stop them." ], [ "DUKE\n I know her.\n\n HAWK\n Excuse me?", "DUKE\n You said knowing is half the\n battle. Well, I know who she is.\n Duke reaches into his pocket, pulls out a photo and shows", "DUKE\n Yeah, you found her all right.\n\n BREAKER\n Her name is Ana DeCobray now,\n Baroness if you're feeling formal.", "The Viper looks at Ana beside him. Duke also looks at her, a\n flash of shocking recognition ripples across his face.", "from the extended barrel. Ana and Duke are close enough to\n feel each other's breath. Their eyes lock.", "with Duke who's wearing his officer's DRESS UNIFORM, replete\n with bars and medals. She laughs as Duke whispers something", "DUKE\n Let me get this straight. You're\n with McCullen. You're married to\n that Baron. And you claim you're\n still in love with me.", "of the vehicle, escaping their shots by disappearing beneath\n the undercarriage.\n And that's when Ana sees Duke and Rip following. She sits", "And in Duke's eyes we see him falter, just a bit. Ripcord\n passes Ana, and wit hone lightning quick hand she slaps at", "DUKE (CONT'D)\n Well, what do you say?\n She's too emotional to speak. And then they hear:", "DUKE\n Ana!\n She whirls around, drawing the weapons case over her chest\n and face, using it as a shield. Duke hesitates, because of\n the warheads or Ana? Heavy Duty goes to shoot at her.", "(TEASING)\n They think they know.\n\n INT. MASTER BEDROOM - THE BARONESS' CASTLE - NIGHT", "affection, her eyes open and on Duke. Duke stands there,\n impassive. McCullen finishes the kiss and turns to Duke.", "45.\n Scarlett walks back and faces him. He glances aside at Duke\n who is loving this. Ripcord readies the pistol. Scarlett", "DUKE\n (still shocked)\n Everything she's done, everything\n she's become, started because she\n thought you died that day.", "HAWK\n So tell me about her.\n\n DUKE\n Okay, I'll start right here: I hope\n that vault is tight, because she\n always gets what she wants...", "She takes another step. Duke levels his pistol right at her\n forehead. Storm Shadow flinches. Duke gives him a glance.", "up the embankment. --And comes face to face with a Viper, who\n raises his pulse rifle, about to blow Duke away. A hand\n clamps down over the barrel.", "Duke and Rip see the hall of flaming metal crash in front of\n them, blocking the convoy's path. Rip hits the brakes.\n\n RIPCORD\n Jesus Christ! Bird Down!", "Duke is wide awake, his eyes have on a thousand-yard stare...\n\n EXT. PARIS - FRANCE - DAY\n\n Paris by day, the Eiffel Tower in all her glory." ], [ "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Once the target has been destroyed,\n the launcher triggers a kill switch\n unique to each warhead that short-", "MCCULLEN\n I've spent ten years and thirteen\n billion Euros creating these four\n warheads. Your job, Captain, was to", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Each warhead contains seven million\n nano-mites and has the ability to\n eat anything from a single tank to", "MCCULLEN\n Merely to strike fear into the\n hearts of every man, woman, and\n child on the planet. Only then will\n they look up to the man who wields\n the most power, and obey him.", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What's on your mind, General?", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What are your coordinates? I'll\n have NATO send another special ops\n team to retrieve the warheads,\n company strength this time.", "MCCULLEN\n Alright. But allow me to check the\n warheads to see if any have been\n damaged.", "discreetly watches McCullen in his BALL-EYEPIECE SCANNER.\n McCullen runs his holographic fingers over the warheads.", "MCCULLEN\n I guess I should thank you, Doctor.\n The Doctor is busy fiddling with his hand held PDA.", "McCullen's face is horrifically burned as The Doctor helps\n him down into the Trident. EXPLOSIONS blowing above them. The", "Duke and Ripcord move with the others through a corridor.\n\n DUKE\n Their weaponry, financing, intel,\n it has to be McCullen. Doing an\n inside job on his own warheads.", "MCCULLEN\n Take them to the drones. I want\n them ready to launch in one hour.", "MCCULLEN\n Those \"ears\" all have top security\n clearance.\n\n HAWK\n We both know what that's worth.", "MCCULLEN\n --I appreciate your thirst for\n knowledge, Doctor. But this world\n is messy enough. Factions fighting", "MCCULLEN\n Tragic as they are to fight, wars\n must be won. But perhaps they don't\n have to be as destructive as", "THE DOCTOR\n But research and science are\n expensive propositions. If I can\n make a suggestion..?\n McCullen stops and looks at him, there is something truly\n menacing and evil behind this Doctor's mask.", "BREAKER\n We already have.\n\n MCCULLEN\n Good man. So, can I count on you to\n deliver the warheads to NATO now?", "McCullen watches Breaker's frantic face suddenly disappear on\n his screen. He gives the Doctor a smile.\n\n EXT. STREET - DAY" ], [ "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What are your coordinates? I'll\n have NATO send another special ops\n team to retrieve the warheads,\n company strength this time.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Once the target has been destroyed,\n the launcher triggers a kill switch\n unique to each warhead that short-", "MCCULLEN\n Alright. But allow me to check the\n warheads to see if any have been\n damaged.", "MCCULLEN\n Take them to the drones. I want\n them ready to launch in one hour.", "Duke and Ripcord move with the others through a corridor.\n\n DUKE\n Their weaponry, financing, intel,\n it has to be McCullen. Doing an\n inside job on his own warheads.", "case in Storm Shadow's hands. Storm Shadow opens it and\n shows him the three remaining warheads. McCullen runs his\n fingers over them, then nods, Storm Shadow closes the case.", "MCCULLEN\n (sly smile)\n I'll send a jet.", "MCCULLEN\n I've spent ten years and thirteen\n billion Euros creating these four\n warheads. Your job, Captain, was to", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Each warhead contains seven million\n nano-mites and has the ability to\n eat anything from a single tank to", "discreetly watches McCullen in his BALL-EYEPIECE SCANNER.\n McCullen runs his holographic fingers over the warheads.", "MCCULLEN\n Those \"ears\" all have top security\n clearance.\n\n HAWK\n We both know what that's worth.", "MCCULLEN\n This is no time to play catch up.\n The NATO team's been drilling for\n weeks. They're lit up and ready to\n roll.", "MCCULLEN\n Look, General, delivery is my\n responsibility and it's not one I\n take lightly. I had NATO assign an", "71.\n Technicians open the chamber and very carefully remove the\n warheads, returning them to their case. Storm Shadow locks\n the case and picks it up.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Open it, please.\n\n BREAKER\n My scan says they're intact...\n\n MCCULLEN\n General?", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What's on your mind, General?", "MCCULLEN\n You do just fine, General. Now, so\n the bastards who attacked you can't\n find you, you need to disable the\n tracking beacon hidden in the case.", "MCCULLEN\n Lost one? What do you mean?\n\n TECHNICIAN\n Bird Three is down, Sir.\n McCullen looks at the monitors, enraged. Storm Shadow smiles." ], [ "DeCobray's desk, opening it up to reveal the four NANOTECH\n WARHEADS and their launchers. DeCobray stares, bewildered.", "DECOBRAY\n Firing.\n DeCobray hits a switch. The PARTICLE ACCELERATOR charges and", "INT./EXT. NIGHT RAVEN - SKIES - DAY\n\n Ripcord lines up the missile in his sights, gets a lock.", "DeCobray stumbles out to the foyer, finds the two Security\n Guards dead, and quickly picks up a phone.\n\n EXT. GUARD SHED - DAY", "BREAKER\n Baron DeCobray. Big shot French\n scientist. Runs a lab in Paris.", "of the vehicle. The third drone LAUNCHES UP from two hundred\n yards away. Snake-Eyes locks onto its exhaust and FIRES. The", "Ripcord's feeling the pressure. He targets the missile.\n\n RIPCORD\n Taine!\n But nothing happens. Scarlett's voice yells in his head.", "69.\n LAB TECHNICIANS swarm all over it, taking readings and making\n adjustments, under the eyes of DeCobray who sits at a control", ".or we'll kill everyone in here.\n DeCobray stares at her, shocked. He looks at Storm Shadow who", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "DECOBRAY\n (sees Storm Shadow)\n Who is this?\n She beckons Storm Shadow who sets the weapons case down on", "Ana enters the mansion. SERVANTS take her coat as her\n handsome, sophisticated and well dressed husband, BARON LEON\n DECOBRAY, glides up to her, very French. They kiss warmly.", "Outside, the massive TURBO-LASER swings wildly towards the\n submarine and fires. A BRILLIANT BLUE PULSE ripples through\n the arctic sea, glancing the side of the vessel. WHAM!!", "that's when they see Duke, carrying Ana, charging up to them.\n Another EXPLOSION makes them all dash into the diving bell.\n The doors close and we hear them launch.", "Through the stunned crowd, they see Snake-Eyes reach the top\n of the stairs behind. Ana rolls the warhead towards him\n while Storm Shadow lines up on him with the Security Guard's", "INT. FLIGHT CONTROL ROOM - DAY\n\n They all see the missile disappear on their screen.\n\n BREAKER\n Nice work, Ace. You just saved\n Moscow.", "DECOBRAY\n Of course.\n Decobray smiles at her and leaves. The smile falls from\n Ana's face as she spins around and heads for Storm Shadow.", "BREAKER\n Okay, I've got a lock on the two\n remaining warheads. Target one is\n Moscow! Target Two is Washington!\n\n SCARLETT\n Give Ripcord the coordinates.", "DUKE\n Yeah, you found her all right.\n\n BREAKER\n Her name is Ana DeCobray now,\n Baroness if you're feeling formal.", "starts beeping on his control board. Rip does his best to\n ignore it, focusing on the missile as it begins to disappear\n into the lower atmosphere. The light beats faster and louder." ], [ "MCCULLEN\n Those \"ears\" all have top security\n clearance.\n\n HAWK\n We both know what that's worth.", "57.\n\n INT. MCCULLEN'S\n\n\n OFFICE- DESTRO\n\n HEADQUARTERS", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What's on your mind, General?", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "MCCULLEN\n Five-two-nine-four-four-oh.\n Breaker enters the code. As the case opens, Breaker", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n This bother you?\n Duke says nothing, so McCullen steps closer.", "MCCULLEN\n Yes, Commander.\n\n INT. VIEWING ROOM - MAXIMUM SECURITY PRISON - DAY", "McCullen watches Breaker's frantic face suddenly disappear on\n his screen. He gives the Doctor a smile.\n\n EXT. STREET - DAY", "McCullen hits a key, a SCREEN switches on, displaying A MAP\n OF THE WORLD. A BEACON LIGHT flashes over a spot in the", "MCCULLEN\n It's an honor to meet a man of your\n many accomplishments.\n McCullen smiles, then offers Hawk to walk with him.", "MCCULLEN\n Never get caught.\n McCullen carefully puts\n the mask back in its ca se.", "pistol catches the flames midway between them and blows them\n back onto McCullen. McCullen SCREAMS as his face is literally", "MCCULLEN\n They deactivated the beacon. I gave\n them a code to quietly re-arm it.", "31.\n McCullen steps up to a large oval perspex window. WE PULL\n BACK out of the window to reveal that he's riding through", "The diving bell entry port opens, guarded by two Neo-Vipers.\n McCullen stands waiting. His eyes first move to the weapons", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Once the target has been destroyed,\n the launcher triggers a kill switch\n unique to each warhead that short-", "MCCULLEN\n You do just fine, General. Now, so\n the bastards who attacked you can't\n find you, you need to disable the\n tracking beacon hidden in the case.", "MCCULLEN\n Merely to strike fear into the\n hearts of every man, woman, and\n child on the planet. Only then will\n they look up to the man who wields\n the most power, and obey him.", "MCCULLEN\n (sly smile)\n I'll send a jet.", "his neck, glares through the bars. This is JAMES McCULLEN.\n The guards unlock his cell door, MATCHLOCK MUSKETS at the" ], [ "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Once the target has been destroyed,\n the launcher triggers a kill switch\n unique to each warhead that short-", "MCCULLEN\n Merely to strike fear into the\n hearts of every man, woman, and\n child on the planet. Only then will\n they look up to the man who wields\n the most power, and obey him.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Each warhead contains seven million\n nano-mites and has the ability to\n eat anything from a single tank to", "MCCULLEN\n I've spent ten years and thirteen\n billion Euros creating these four\n warheads. Your job, Captain, was to", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What are your coordinates? I'll\n have NATO send another special ops\n team to retrieve the warheads,\n company strength this time.", "McCullen hits a key, a SCREEN switches on, displaying A MAP\n OF THE WORLD. A BEACON LIGHT flashes over a spot in the", "BREAKER\n Okay, I've got a lock on the two\n remaining warheads. Target one is\n Moscow! Target Two is Washington!\n\n SCARLETT\n Give Ripcord the coordinates.", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "discreetly watches McCullen in his BALL-EYEPIECE SCANNER.\n McCullen runs his holographic fingers over the warheads.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What's on your mind, General?", "MCCULLEN\n Those \"ears\" all have top security\n clearance.\n\n HAWK\n We both know what that's worth.", "MCCULLEN\n Tragic as they are to fight, wars\n must be won. But perhaps they don't\n have to be as destructive as", "MCCULLEN\n Alright. But allow me to check the\n warheads to see if any have been\n damaged.", "Duke and Ripcord move with the others through a corridor.\n\n DUKE\n Their weaponry, financing, intel,\n it has to be McCullen. Doing an\n inside job on his own warheads.", "DUKE\n Millions of people are gonna die if\n you launch those warheads. What is\n it you want, McCullen?", "MCCULLEN\n Take them to the drones. I want\n them ready to launch in one hour.", "FOUR GLASS-LIKE WARHEADS, each the size of a softball, are\n placed into four separate compartments inside a WEAPONS CASE", "McCullen watching Breaker and Ripcord through the dead Neo-\n Viper's eyes on a screen. He turns to the Doctor urgently.", "MCCULLEN\n They offered me a Chancellorship,\n because unlike your simpleton King,\n they know that is the McCullen\n destiny, to run the wars, the true\n power, not simply to supply arms." ], [ "THE DOCTOR\n I want you to call me... Commander.\n (looks at McCullen)\n And from now on, I'll be on a first", "(touches his face)\n And I escaped with his research.\n Unfortunately I tested it on myself\n first, and lost my lungs and vocal", "other buries itself in Hawk's gut. Hawk collapses. Ana\n steps forward and rips the General's SECURITY BADGE off his", "DUKE\n Yeah, you found her all right.\n\n BREAKER\n Her name is Ana DeCobray now,\n Baroness if you're feeling formal.", "DUKE\n (still shocked)\n Everything she's done, everything\n she's become, started because she\n thought you died that day.", "(SMILES)\n It shall not end with my death.\n The Warden smiles back sinisterly.", "THE DOCTOR\n For you and me both.\n\n ZARTAN\n Eighteen months of studying the\n subject, learning the mannerisms,\n adopting his eating habits, losing\n sixty percent of my muscle mas...", "sure her commitment doesn't waiver.\n Storm Shadow nods, McCullen continues on THROUGH him. We now\n realize Storm Shadow was a holo-proj. Storm Shadow vanishes.", "the docking back entrance. Waiting for him is a man known\n only as THE DOCTOR. His face hidden by a life-support mask\n that continually pumps air into his lungs and also", "THE DOCTOR\n Your commitment has been inspiring.\n McCullen enters.\n\n MCCULLEN\n Gentlemen. About to get under way?\n Zartan raises his PDA.", "She turns to the submarine commander, HECTOR \"SHIPWRECK\"\n DELGADO, a fiery Spanish naval combat veteran.", "DUKE\n So who hit us out there?\n\n COVER GIRL\n Currently unidentified.", "Duke and Ripcord move with the others through a corridor.\n\n DUKE\n Their weaponry, financing, intel,\n it has to be McCullen. Doing an\n inside job on his own warheads.", "DUKE\n You said knowing is half the\n battle. Well, I know who she is.\n Duke reaches into his pocket, pulls out a photo and shows", "A DOOR reads, \"General Hawk\". Cover Girl walks up and\n knocks. As she waits, we see a SHADOW moving behind her.\n Hawk opens the door. She hands him her POWERBOOK and a", "The diving bell entry port opens, guarded by two Neo-Vipers.\n McCullen stands waiting. His eyes first move to the weapons", "McCullen exits the briefing room into the corridor outside,\n shaking hands with various Military Commanders. Hawk watches", "(LAUGHS)\n The French...\n Zartan CRACKS HIS KNUCKLES and gives McCullen a nod. McCullen\n looks back at the Doctor.", "Ana takes another step forward, daring Duke to pull the\n trigger. Ripcord, gun drawn and fixed on Storm Shadow, moves\n slowly forward to retrieve the briefcase. Ana is now an inch", "Shadow throws something. Both guards fall dead. THROWING\n STARS in their heads. The Neo-Vipers steal behind the desk," ], [ "into Zartan's head. Zartan's eyes bulge, he starts to SCREAM\n and fight his restraints as the nano-mites begin to reshape", "ZARTAN\n It's a useful tool. You should\n understand that. Ah! The transfer\n just hit my account.\n Zartan puts the PDA aside, leans back on the gurney and", "which converge on Zartan, injecting his body with dozens of\n long needles. He remains conscious, not feeling any pain.", "ZARTAN (CONT'D)\n Let's do this.\n The Doctor straps Zartan down, then starts the SMART ROBOTS", "THE DOCTOR\n Are you ready, Mr. Zartan?\n\n ZARTAN\n This is going to be the achievement\n of a lifetime.", "ZARTAN\n Once the ledgers are all square.\n\n MCCULLEN\n Check your account.\n Zartan checks the PDA. McCullen shakes his head.", "THE DOCTOR\n Your commitment has been inspiring.\n McCullen enters.\n\n MCCULLEN\n Gentlemen. About to get under way?\n Zartan raises his PDA.", "Ripcord lands on the White House lawn, holding his hands up\n benignly as dozens of SECRET SERVICE AGENTS surround him.\n\n INT. ENERGY SHAFT - DAY", "THE DOCTOR\n For you and me both.\n\n ZARTAN\n Eighteen months of studying the\n subject, learning the mannerisms,\n adopting his eating habits, losing\n sixty percent of my muscle mas...", "(LAUGHS)\n The French...\n Zartan CRACKS HIS KNUCKLES and gives McCullen a nod. McCullen\n looks back at the Doctor.", "SMART ROBOTS. This is ZARTAN. A Smart Robot begins to change\n Zartan's fingerprints, which we see on a monitor.", "In the shadowy operating chamber, the Doctor approaches\n Zartan who sits on a gurney, scanning his PDA. Dozens of\n SMART ROBOTS warm up as the Doctor flicks on switches.", "We now find Duke, wearing only SURGICAL TROUSERS, strapped on\n the operating gurney we saw Zartan on earlier. The SMART\n ROBOTS warming up around him as the Doctor approaches.", "flair, he CRACKS HIS KNUCKLES and we realize this is Zartan!\n And we SMASH CUT TO BLACK and ROLL CREDITS...", "SUPER: WASHINGTON D.C.\n\n INT. WHITE HOUSE CORRIDOR - DAWN", "They fly into the security room and quickly dispatch the few\n technicians still alive. Ana his the large switch on the\n console and the huge door begins to spiral open. She jumps\n back into Storm Shadow's arms and they blast back out--", "Shadow throws something. Both guards fall dead. THROWING\n STARS in their heads. The Neo-Vipers steal behind the desk,", "INT. ENTRANCE - NIGHT\n\n Ana climbs to Storm Shadow as the rocket up to the SECURITY\n ROOM WINDOW and BLAST it out of their way. SHATTER CITY.", "INT. LAUNCH BAY - DAY\n\n Scarlett, Snake-Eyes, and Breaker drop down into the launch\n bay. They see a chrome corridor leading into the facility.", "and drops to the ground. Another huge drill bursts out, it\n retracts and opens and Storm Shadow drops to the ground.\n They look around. They're between the clay wall and the" ], [ "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n .we discovered how to program\n them to eliminate most anything.\n For instance... metal.", "his neck, glares through the bars. This is JAMES McCULLEN.\n The guards unlock his cell door, MATCHLOCK MUSKETS at the", "pistol catches the flames midway between them and blows them\n back onto McCullen. McCullen SCREAMS as his face is literally", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Once the target has been destroyed,\n the launcher triggers a kill switch\n unique to each warhead that short-", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Each warhead contains seven million\n nano-mites and has the ability to\n eat anything from a single tank to", "MCCULLEN\n I've spent ten years and thirteen\n billion Euros creating these four\n warheads. Your job, Captain, was to", "ready. McCullen stares at the muskets, unimpressed. He speaks\n with a thick Scottish brogue.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Nano-mites. Perfect little\n soldiers. Their size can be\n programmed as well as their", "MCCULLEN\n Merely to strike fear into the\n hearts of every man, woman, and\n child on the planet. Only then will\n they look up to the man who wields\n the most power, and obey him.", "MCCULLEN\n I guess I should thank you, Doctor.\n The Doctor is busy fiddling with his hand held PDA.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "MCCULLEN\n It's an honor to meet a man of your\n many accomplishments.\n McCullen smiles, then offers Hawk to walk with him.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What's on your mind, General?", "McCullen turns to us and we see that the NANO-MITES have\n created a FORM-FITTING MASK all over his face. He catches his", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n This bother you?\n Duke says nothing, so McCullen steps closer.", "WARDEN\n James McCullen, you have been found\n guilty of treason for the sale of\n military arms to the enemies of our\n Lord King Louis XIII... even whilst\n you sold arms to our Lord himself.", "discreetly watches McCullen in his BALL-EYEPIECE SCANNER.\n McCullen runs his holographic fingers over the warheads.", "MCCULLEN\n You do just fine, General. Now, so\n the bastards who attacked you can't\n find you, you need to disable the\n tracking beacon hidden in the case.", "DUKE\n Then you won't mind telling me.\n\n MCCULLEN\n Isn't it clear? I'm a business man.\n I'm going to use them.", "MCCULLEN\n Tragic as they are to fight, wars\n must be won. But perhaps they don't\n have to be as destructive as" ], [ "BREAKER\n What about the other two?\n\n RIPCORD\n We find the kill switches and short\n out the nano-mites.", "now gone. His chest and arms next. Breaker rapidly scans\n through the MEMORY FLASHES. But now the NANO-MITES consume\n his head.", "inside. He smacks Storm Shadow down and grabs the KILL\n SWITCH from Ana, pressing the trigger.\n Immediately, the NANO-MITES pulse with light and fall to the", "circuits the nano-mites, preventing\n any unwanted destruction.\n ON SCREEN: The Soldier hits a KILL SWITCH on the launcher and", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Nano-mites. Perfect little\n soldiers. Their size can be\n programmed as well as their", "they perform. That's the genius of\n nanotechnology, it can do pretty\n much whatever you want it to.", "Ripcord is now struggling mightily with his controls as the\n NANO-MITES swiftly eat his plane.", "NANO-MITES which eat away the metal like piranhas devouring a\n horse. Then the NANO-MITES fan out from the consumed tank and\n quickly head for a nearby jeep.", "SCARLETT\n Nano-mites. I wrote my thesis on\n the theory behind them at Oxford.\n They've been surgically implanted\n behind the ear, all programmed to\n accomplish different tasks.", "McCullen turns to us and we see that the NANO-MITES have\n created a FORM-FITTING MASK all over his face. He catches his", "THE DOCTOR (V.0.) (CONT'D)\n The nano-mites will target the\n venom.", "NANO-MITES crawling around inside the four warheads.", "MCCULLEN\n Albeit a rather unwilling one. The\n Doctor's nano-mites can control all\n manner of brain functions. When you", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Each warhead contains seven million\n nano-mites and has the ability to\n eat anything from a single tank to", "THE DOCTOR (CONT'D)\n We introduced into each subject one\n thousand cc's of the nano-mite\n solution. As expected, subjects", "SCARLETT\n They activated a self-destruct.\n The Neo-Viper's body starts to decay before them. Thousands\n of NANO-MITES literally eating away at his flesh and bones.", "grabs him and they join the flow of people down the stairs.\n The NANO-MITES chasing them close behind. Below them,\n Scarlett, Breaker, and Heavy Duty are helping the police", "all directions. Storm Shadow closes the ELEVATOR DOORS and\n hits a button for the top. The elevator races upwards as\n everything else gets eaten by the ravenous NANO-MITES. The", "ON THE FIRST FLOOR: Duke and Ripcord freeze.\n ON THE SECOND FLOOR: A BURST OF NANO-MITES spreads out in", "reflection in the portal and he grabs at the mask, the NANO-\n MITES twisting with the contours of his muscles to reveal his\n complete and ever-lasting horror. He breaks down, falling to" ], [ "BREAKER\n We already have.\n\n MCCULLEN\n Good man. So, can I count on you to\n deliver the warheads to NATO now?", "MCCULLEN\n I've spent ten years and thirteen\n billion Euros creating these four\n warheads. Your job, Captain, was to", "FOUR GLASS-LIKE WARHEADS, each the size of a softball, are\n placed into four separate compartments inside a WEAPONS CASE", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What are your coordinates? I'll\n have NATO send another special ops\n team to retrieve the warheads,\n company strength this time.", "PRESIDENT\n How many warheads?\n\n STAFFER #1\n Four, Mr. President.\n\n PRESIDENT\n Any threats? Any demands?", "DeCobray's desk, opening it up to reveal the four NANOTECH\n WARHEADS and their launchers. DeCobray stares, bewildered.", "THE DOCTOR (CONT'D)\n Selling one batch of warheads on\n the black market could fund--", "HAWK\n From NATO. I am now the official\n custodian of the warheads. Your\n mission is complete. Once you hand", "CONT'D)\n Take the warheads N ( to\n them wea Paris. Have\n ized. Then\n to test pon one. I want you\n Test one?ANA", "MCCULLEN\n I spend five years setting this up.\n Wringing money out of NATO. This\n was supposed to be the easy part.", "begins hurling atoms through miles and miles of underground\n tunnels. Inside the accelerator, the four warheads begin to\n spin in a GLASS VACUUM CHAMBER -- then, as the power grows,", "case in Storm Shadow's hands. Storm Shadow opens it and\n shows him the three remaining warheads. McCullen runs his\n fingers over them, then nods, Storm Shadow closes the case.", "71.\n Technicians open the chamber and very carefully remove the\n warheads, returning them to their case. Storm Shadow locks\n the case and picks it up.", "NANO-MITES crawling around inside the four warheads.", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "ANA\n They're warheads, dear. And I need\n you to weaponize them for me...\n (looking around)", "HAWK\n Your warheads. Securing them in\n transit. Forty pairs of ears in\n that room now know the when and\n where.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "elite American Special Forces unit,\n a fully armored convoy with air\n support. I assure you, my warheads\n will be quite safe.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Each warhead contains seven million\n nano-mites and has the ability to\n eat anything from a single tank to" ], [ "SCARLETT (CONT'D)\n Good luck.\n\n RIPCORD\n Do me a favor? Save Duke.\n She gives him a nod, then leaves. Ripcord grins to himself.", "DUKE (CONT'D)\n Jesus, Rip.\n Ripcord rolls over and yells back through the doors:", "CASE.\n Duke now has Rip ver his shouders and is running like hell.\n\n RIPCORD\n Duke?\n\n DUKE\n Shut up.", "SCARLETT (CONT'D)\n (to Duke and Ripcord)\n Don't worry about me, go and help", "firing. Duke and Ripcord pop up and return fire.", "RIPCORD (CONT'D)\n Who the hell is that?\n Duke grabs Ripcord and starts dragging him out.\n\n EXT. CONVOY - MOUNTAIN ROAD - DAY", "case. Suddenly, Duke and Ripcord rush up behind them, guns\n raised.", "DUKE\n Stay here.\n\n RIPCORD\n (really messed up)\n Sure.", "RIPCORD (CONT'D)\n We're not doing Duke a damned bit\n of good sitting here. If it was", "RIPCORD (CONT'D)\n I love that sound...\n But then he looks to Duke, confusion on his face.", "DUKE\n C'mon, Rip.\n Ripcord tries harder, genuinely doing his best. But Scarlett", "DUKE\n What do you say, Rip?\n Ripcord looks at Scarlett, who throws him a wink and a smile.", "And then the Scarab thunders up behind them at full speed.\n Ripcord dives out of the way just in time. Duke has no such", "And in Duke's eyes we see him falter, just a bit. Ripcord\n passes Ana, and wit hone lightning quick hand she slaps at", "Duke and Rip see the hall of flaming metal crash in front of\n them, blocking the convoy's path. Rip hits the brakes.\n\n RIPCORD\n Jesus Christ! Bird Down!", "Ripcord and Duke fire after them, but they vanish up into the\n next level. Heavy Duty, now back in action, takes out the", "Duke and Ripcord are running too fast to stop. Duke manages\n to leap into the air, his boots barely scraping the top of\n the train while Ripcord covers his face with his hands and", "RIPCORD\n Nothing you can do. Come on...!\n Gunfire bursts around them as Ripcord pulls Duke away from\n the ruins of the house.", "of the vehicle, escaping their shots by disappearing beneath\n the undercarriage.\n And that's when Ana sees Duke and Rip following. She sits", "Duke and Ripcord land on the upturned ceiling, beat to shit.\n Duke quickly checks on the two guys in back crushed to death\n where the blast caved in the Cougar's armor. He looks at Rip." ], [ "71.\n Technicians open the chamber and very carefully remove the\n warheads, returning them to their case. Storm Shadow locks\n the case and picks it up.", "FOUR GLASS-LIKE WARHEADS, each the size of a softball, are\n placed into four separate compartments inside a WEAPONS CASE", "CONT'D)\n Take the warheads N ( to\n them wea Paris. Have\n ized. Then\n to test pon one. I want you\n Test one?ANA", "DUKE\n The warheads.\n They all rush out of the doors. Breaker stops to change a\n chess piece on the board before racing out.\n\n INT. MAIN VAULT - NIGHT", "HAWK\n Your warheads. Securing them in\n transit. Forty pairs of ears in\n that room now know the when and\n where.", "warheads, General, and despite your\n present authority, I want to finish\n the job.\n Hawk regards him for a moment.", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "faster through the tunnels, bombarding the warheads again and\n again. Until finally, a LOUD BOOM rings out. And the warheads\n slowly sink back down and stop spinning.", "case in Storm Shadow's hands. Storm Shadow opens it and\n shows him the three remaining warheads. McCullen runs his\n fingers over them, then nods, Storm Shadow closes the case.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What are your coordinates? I'll\n have NATO send another special ops\n team to retrieve the warheads,\n company strength this time.", "MCCULLEN\n Alright. But allow me to check the\n warheads to see if any have been\n damaged.", "begins hurling atoms through miles and miles of underground\n tunnels. Inside the accelerator, the four warheads begin to\n spin in a GLASS VACUUM CHAMBER -- then, as the power grows,", "elite American Special Forces unit,\n a fully armored convoy with air\n support. I assure you, my warheads\n will be quite safe.", "RIPCORD\n Where you going?\n\n DUKE\n Each warhead has a kill switch.", "PRESIDENT\n How many warheads?\n\n STAFFER #1\n Four, Mr. President.\n\n PRESIDENT\n Any threats? Any demands?", "MCCULLEN\n I've spent ten years and thirteen\n billion Euros creating these four\n warheads. Your job, Captain, was to", "BREAKER\n Okay, I've got a lock on the two\n remaining warheads. Target one is\n Moscow! Target Two is Washington!\n\n SCARLETT\n Give Ripcord the coordinates.", "with the accelerator suits. Once\n the warheads are weaponized,\n they'll be extremely volatile. We\n can't afford to let any of them go", "Duke and Ripcord reach the main vault, armed only with their\n pistols. They find the INNER VAULT DOOR ajar. They\n approach, pushing back the door to discover that the place is\n empty and the weapons case is gone." ], [ "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Nano-mites. Perfect little\n soldiers. Their size can be\n programmed as well as their", "MCCULLEN\n Merely to strike fear into the\n hearts of every man, woman, and\n child on the planet. Only then will\n they look up to the man who wields\n the most power, and obey him.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What's on your mind, General?", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Each warhead contains seven million\n nano-mites and has the ability to\n eat anything from a single tank to", "DUKE\n Then you won't mind telling me.\n\n MCCULLEN\n Isn't it clear? I'm a business man.\n I'm going to use them.", "MCCULLEN\n Take them to the drones. I want\n them ready to launch in one hour.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "MCCULLEN\n I spend five years setting this up.\n Wringing money out of NATO. This\n was supposed to be the easy part.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n This bother you?\n Duke says nothing, so McCullen steps closer.", "ready. McCullen stares at the muskets, unimpressed. He speaks\n with a thick Scottish brogue.", "McCullen turns to us and we see that the NANO-MITES have\n created a FORM-FITTING MASK all over his face. He catches his", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n The interesting thing about my Neo-\n Vipers is they still think the same", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n It needs to be taken out of chaos\n by someone with complete control.", "MCCULLEN\n Yes, I do. Clan McCullen is far\n bigger and more powerful than any\n of you could ever imagine. My sons", "they've been in the past.\n A SERIES OF COMPLEX SCHEMATICS rolls continuously on a screen\n behind him. McCullen is briefing twenty-two NATO MILITARY", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n .we discovered how to program\n them to eliminate most anything.\n For instance... metal.", "McCullen watching Breaker and Ripcord through the dead Neo-\n Viper's eyes on a screen. He turns to the Doctor urgently.", "McCullen turns as Ana appears on a HOLO-PROJECTOR behind him.", "discreetly watches McCullen in his BALL-EYEPIECE SCANNER.\n McCullen runs his holographic fingers over the warheads.", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:" ], [ "71.\n Technicians open the chamber and very carefully remove the\n warheads, returning them to their case. Storm Shadow locks\n the case and picks it up.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "case in Storm Shadow's hands. Storm Shadow opens it and\n shows him the three remaining warheads. McCullen runs his\n fingers over them, then nods, Storm Shadow closes the case.", "Through the stunned crowd, they see Snake-Eyes reach the top\n of the stairs behind. Ana rolls the warhead towards him\n while Storm Shadow lines up on him with the Security Guard's", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "DUKE\n The warheads.\n They all rush out of the doors. Breaker stops to change a\n chess piece on the board before racing out.\n\n INT. MAIN VAULT - NIGHT", "warheads, General, and despite your\n present authority, I want to finish\n the job.\n Hawk regards him for a moment.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What are your coordinates? I'll\n have NATO send another special ops\n team to retrieve the warheads,\n company strength this time.", "by her arm, pulling her along. Ana grabs the weapons case\n and they soar up out of the motor pool and over the landing\n pad. The battle raging below them.", "Ripcord and Duke fire after them, but they vanish up into the\n next level. Heavy Duty, now back in action, takes out the", "MCCULLEN\n Alright. But allow me to check the\n warheads to see if any have been\n damaged.", "faster through the tunnels, bombarding the warheads again and\n again. Until finally, a LOUD BOOM rings out. And the warheads\n slowly sink back down and stop spinning.", "SCARLETT\n The warheads!\n Heavy Duty reluctantly doesn't shoot, everyone watching Ana", "Shadow is incredibly beat and bloody, but Ana is just fine in\n her red Accelerator Suit. Storm Shadow grabs the weapons\n case and he and Ana leap out.", "that's when they see Duke, carrying Ana, charging up to them.\n Another EXPLOSION makes them all dash into the diving bell.\n The doors close and we hear them launch.", "DUKE\n Ana!\n She whirls around, drawing the weapons case over her chest\n and face, using it as a shield. Duke hesitates, because of\n the warheads or Ana? Heavy Duty goes to shoot at her.", "Duke and Ripcord pick themselves up while Snake-Eyes crawls\n out of the TRASH CANS nearby. They see Storm Shadow and Ana\n emerge from the Scarab and hurry off towards the tower.", "The MISSILES streak back towards Duke and Ripcord. No time\n to get out of the way, they dive and roll in various\n directions, extreme kinetic energy hurling them forward. The", "Duke and Ripcord reach the main vault, armed only with their\n pistols. They find the INNER VAULT DOOR ajar. They\n approach, pushing back the door to discover that the place is\n empty and the weapons case is gone.", "Duke and Ripcord land on the upturned ceiling, beat to shit.\n Duke quickly checks on the two guys in back crushed to death\n where the blast caved in the Cougar's armor. He looks at Rip." ], [ "two missiles whip between them and detonate, one on a PARKING\n OFFICER'S CAR and the other on a BILLBOARD. The EXPLOSION", "all around him. Then the whistle of a bunker buster. Duke\n dives and BOOM! The building is flattened by the bomb. Duke", "INT. FLIGHT CONTROL ROOM - DAY\n\n They all see the missile disappear on their screen.\n\n BREAKER\n Nice work, Ace. You just saved\n Moscow.", "The American President's Bodyguards rush him and his staff\n down into a fortified bunker beneath the White House.\n\n PRESIDENT\n How soon will it strike the city?", "fire out of the submarine's launch tubes. Most are blown up\n by the facility's Harpoon Cannon defenses, but several manage\n to hit the facility's exterior. KA-BOOM!!", "HUNDREDS OF TOURISTS swarm around the south base of the tower\n to buy their tickets and start their tours. Storm Shadow and", "Eiffel Tower.\n Ripcord glances up and sees the Eiffel Tower looming up fast.", "The tracking in the control room provides the answer.\n\n BREAKER\n You missed! The warhead has entered\n the lower atmosphere!", "The MISSILES streak back towards Duke and Ripcord. No time\n to get out of the way, they dive and roll in various\n directions, extreme kinetic energy hurling them forward. The", "missiles race up after the drone and knock it out of the sky.\n It EXPLODES. Metal FLIES. Snow BURNS.", "Duke is wide awake, his eyes have on a thousand-yard stare...\n\n EXT. PARIS - FRANCE - DAY\n\n Paris by day, the Eiffel Tower in all her glory.", "Outside, the massive TURBO-LASER swings wildly towards the\n submarine and fires. A BRILLIANT BLUE PULSE ripples through\n the arctic sea, glancing the side of the vessel. WHAM!!", "ground around the Eiffel Tower.\n The Tower groans, half-eaten, then topples over on its side.", "The Grizzly launches two HEAT-SEEKING MISSILES off its roof-\n turret, but the Typhoon guns them down and fires again. The", "looks back to the jungle and hears the WHUMP of mortars. Duke\n takes one more look, Rex disappears safely inside, then the\n mortar rounds start to hit.", "Ripcord's not sure about this, the missile arcing down.\n\n RIPCORD\n Teine.\n\n SCARLETT\n Listen to my voice, \"Teine\".", "time. Above them, the tower is dissolving before their eyes.\n Duke sees Snake-Eyes being pushed down the stairs by the\n tourists. He leaps up onto the iron lattice.", "is tossed through the air like a rag doll. Lands hard, barely\n registers the pain, staggers up, bloody and ripped, stumbles\n toward the smoking. Flaming rubble that was the building.", "MCCULLEN\n Lost one? What do you mean?\n\n TECHNICIAN\n Bird Three is down, Sir.\n McCullen looks at the monitors, enraged. Storm Shadow smiles.", "(PAUSE)\n .teine.\n The PULSE LASER fires point blank. The missile EXPLODES right" ], [ "71.\n Technicians open the chamber and very carefully remove the\n warheads, returning them to their case. Storm Shadow locks\n the case and picks it up.", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "Hatches open along the sides of the submarine, deploying ten\n SHARC ATTACK CRAFT carrying dozens of Joes. At the same time,", "case in Storm Shadow's hands. Storm Shadow opens it and\n shows him the three remaining warheads. McCullen runs his\n fingers over them, then nods, Storm Shadow closes the case.", "A SINGLE SHOT AND THE WARHEAD EXPLODES. Snake-Eyes recoils.\n ON THE GROUND: Everyone hears the warhead detonate.", "FOUR GLASS-LIKE WARHEADS, each the size of a softball, are\n placed into four separate compartments inside a WEAPONS CASE", "EXPLODES. Heavy Duty howls with delight.\n Around him, the Joes begin to turn the tide of the battle. A", "Through the stunned crowd, they see Snake-Eyes reach the top\n of the stairs behind. Ana rolls the warhead towards him\n while Storm Shadow lines up on him with the Security Guard's", "of the vehicle. The third drone LAUNCHES UP from two hundred\n yards away. Snake-Eyes locks onto its exhaust and FIRES. The", "pistol as if to shoot him. Snake-Eyes glares defiantly at\n Storm Shadow who just grins and lowers his gun at the\n warhead.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Each warhead contains seven million\n nano-mites and has the ability to\n eat anything from a single tank to", "Joes are busy cleaning up the mess. Snake-Eyes sits by\n himself, hasn't moved in several hours. A thousand yard\n stare in his eyes. AND WE FLASHBACK TO:", "The Joes are silent, eyes ahead. Scarlett shares a smile with\n Ripcord, next to her, Across from them Duke watches, almost\n smiles, then lays back his head and closes his eyes. AND WE", "brings it down on Duke's head with a sword-like stroke. A\n CRACKLING SHOCK is delivered and Duke goes down. The Joes", "INT. BARRACKS - NIGHT\n\n A KLAXON BLARES. Duke, Ripcord and all the Joes leap up.", "DeCobray's desk, opening it up to reveal the four NANOTECH\n WARHEADS and their launchers. DeCobray stares, bewildered.", "BREAKER\n Okay, I've got a lock on the two\n remaining warheads. Target one is\n Moscow! Target Two is Washington!\n\n SCARLETT\n Give Ripcord the coordinates.", "RIPCORD\n (to himself)\n Think, think, think...\n (to the Joes)", "craft RETURN FIRE. The whole area explodes in a pulse fire\n and harpoon blasts. The Joe submarine sinks and EXPLODES at\n the base of the facility.", "PRESIDENT\n How many warheads?\n\n STAFFER #1\n Four, Mr. President.\n\n PRESIDENT\n Any threats? Any demands?" ], [ "FOUR GLASS-LIKE WARHEADS, each the size of a softball, are\n placed into four separate compartments inside a WEAPONS CASE", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "BREAKER\n Okay, I've got a lock on the two\n remaining warheads. Target one is\n Moscow! Target Two is Washington!\n\n SCARLETT\n Give Ripcord the coordinates.", "begins hurling atoms through miles and miles of underground\n tunnels. Inside the accelerator, the four warheads begin to\n spin in a GLASS VACUUM CHAMBER -- then, as the power grows,", "MCCULLEN\n I've spent ten years and thirteen\n billion Euros creating these four\n warheads. Your job, Captain, was to", "CONT'D)\n Take the warheads N ( to\n them wea Paris. Have\n ized. Then\n to test pon one. I want you\n Test one?ANA", "The tracking in the control room provides the answer.\n\n BREAKER\n You missed! The warhead has entered\n the lower atmosphere!", "two missiles whip between them and detonate, one on a PARKING\n OFFICER'S CAR and the other on a BILLBOARD. The EXPLOSION", "PRESIDENT\n How many warheads?\n\n STAFFER #1\n Four, Mr. President.\n\n PRESIDENT\n Any threats? Any demands?", "INT./EXT. NIGHT RAVEN - SKIES - DAY\n\n Ripcord lines up the missile in his sights, gets a lock.", "EXT. NATO HEADQUARTERS - BRUSSELS - DAY\n\n The many flags of NATO flap outside its massive headquarters.", "INT. FLIGHT CONTROL ROOM - DAY\n\n They all see the missile disappear on their screen.\n\n BREAKER\n Nice work, Ace. You just saved\n Moscow.", "the second drone EXPLODES UP a hundred yards away, peeling\n off to the west. They hear the third one about to rocket up--", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What are your coordinates? I'll\n have NATO send another special ops\n team to retrieve the warheads,\n company strength this time.", "BREAKER\n We already have.\n\n MCCULLEN\n Good man. So, can I count on you to\n deliver the warheads to NATO now?", "DeCobray's desk, opening it up to reveal the four NANOTECH\n WARHEADS and their launchers. DeCobray stares, bewildered.", "HAWK\n From NATO. I am now the official\n custodian of the warheads. Your\n mission is complete. Once you hand", "case in Storm Shadow's hands. Storm Shadow opens it and\n shows him the three remaining warheads. McCullen runs his\n fingers over them, then nods, Storm Shadow closes the case.", "warheads, General, and despite your\n present authority, I want to finish\n the job.\n Hawk regards him for a moment.", "SCARLETT'S VOICE\n I mean right now. They're going to\n detonate one of the warheads on the" ], [ "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n .we discovered how to program\n them to eliminate most anything.\n For instance... metal.", "his neck, glares through the bars. This is JAMES McCULLEN.\n The guards unlock his cell door, MATCHLOCK MUSKETS at the", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Each warhead contains seven million\n nano-mites and has the ability to\n eat anything from a single tank to", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Nano-mites. Perfect little\n soldiers. Their size can be\n programmed as well as their", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Once the target has been destroyed,\n the launcher triggers a kill switch\n unique to each warhead that short-", "MCCULLEN\n I've spent ten years and thirteen\n billion Euros creating these four\n warheads. Your job, Captain, was to", "McCullen turns to us and we see that the NANO-MITES have\n created a FORM-FITTING MASK all over his face. He catches his", "MCCULLEN\n Those \"ears\" all have top security\n clearance.\n\n HAWK\n We both know what that's worth.", "pistol catches the flames midway between them and blows them\n back onto McCullen. McCullen SCREAMS as his face is literally", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "ready. McCullen stares at the muskets, unimpressed. He speaks\n with a thick Scottish brogue.", "MCCULLEN\n You do just fine, General. Now, so\n the bastards who attacked you can't\n find you, you need to disable the\n tracking beacon hidden in the case.", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "Duke and Ripcord move with the others through a corridor.\n\n DUKE\n Their weaponry, financing, intel,\n it has to be McCullen. Doing an\n inside job on his own warheads.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Open it, please.\n\n BREAKER\n My scan says they're intact...\n\n MCCULLEN\n General?", "The diving bell entry port opens, guarded by two Neo-Vipers.\n McCullen stands waiting. His eyes first move to the weapons", "McCullen watching Breaker and Ripcord through the dead Neo-\n Viper's eyes on a screen. He turns to the Doctor urgently.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What's on your mind, General?", "MCCULLEN\n Still using matchlocks, are ya? I\n can get you a pair of flintlocks,\n you let me sneak out of here.\n Everyone else in this sequence speaks with a French accent.", "RIPCORD\n That McCullen's got some gadgets.\n Breaker gestures to the ice wall. Snake-Eyes uses his Katana" ], [ "Duke and Ripcord move with the others through a corridor.\n\n DUKE\n Their weaponry, financing, intel,\n it has to be McCullen. Doing an\n inside job on his own warheads.", "Duke and Ripcord reach the main vault, armed only with their\n pistols. They find the INNER VAULT DOOR ajar. They\n approach, pushing back the door to discover that the place is\n empty and the weapons case is gone.", "RIPCORD\n Where you going?\n\n DUKE\n Each warhead has a kill switch.", "RIPCORD (CONT'D)\n Who the hell is that?\n Duke grabs Ripcord and starts dragging him out.\n\n EXT. CONVOY - MOUNTAIN ROAD - DAY", "case. Suddenly, Duke and Ripcord rush up behind them, guns\n raised.", "Ripcord and Duke fire after them, but they vanish up into the\n next level. Heavy Duty, now back in action, takes out the", "Duke and Rip see the hall of flaming metal crash in front of\n them, blocking the convoy's path. Rip hits the brakes.\n\n RIPCORD\n Jesus Christ! Bird Down!", "CASE.\n Duke now has Rip ver his shouders and is running like hell.\n\n RIPCORD\n Duke?\n\n DUKE\n Shut up.", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "Duke and Ripcord are running too fast to stop. Duke manages\n to leap into the air, his boots barely scraping the top of\n the train while Ripcord covers his face with his hands and", "Duke and Ripcord land on the upturned ceiling, beat to shit.\n Duke quickly checks on the two guys in back crushed to death\n where the blast caved in the Cougar's armor. He looks at Rip.", "firing. Duke and Ripcord pop up and return fire.", "The MISSILES streak back towards Duke and Ripcord. No time\n to get out of the way, they dive and roll in various\n directions, extreme kinetic energy hurling them forward. The", "of the howler opens and the team steps out. Duke and Ripcord\n follow hesitantly with the weapons case. A VOICE calls out to\n them from the shadows:", "RIPCORD\n Nothing you can do. Come on...!\n Gunfire bursts around them as Ripcord pulls Duke away from\n the ruins of the house.", "RIPCORD (CONT'D)\n .and a kung-fu grip.\n\n HEAVY DUTY\n The name's Heavy Duty.\n Duke has the weapons case on his lap.", "ground and EXPLODES. Ripcord and Duke jump back. Ripcord\n glances at the underside of the pistol's magazine. Three", "DUKE\n Move and I'll blow her away.\n (to Ripcord)\n Get the briefcase.", "And then the Scarab thunders up behind them at full speed.\n Ripcord dives out of the way just in time. Duke has no such", "And that's when the Cougar blows, a concussive blast. Ana\n turns with the weapons case in time to see Duke and Rip go" ], [ "Duke and Ripcord reach the main vault, armed only with their\n pistols. They find the INNER VAULT DOOR ajar. They\n approach, pushing back the door to discover that the place is\n empty and the weapons case is gone.", "Duke and Ripcord move with the others through a corridor.\n\n DUKE\n Their weaponry, financing, intel,\n it has to be McCullen. Doing an\n inside job on his own warheads.", "Ripcord and Duke fire after them, but they vanish up into the\n next level. Heavy Duty, now back in action, takes out the", "case. Suddenly, Duke and Ripcord rush up behind them, guns\n raised.", "RIPCORD (CONT'D)\n Who the hell is that?\n Duke grabs Ripcord and starts dragging him out.\n\n EXT. CONVOY - MOUNTAIN ROAD - DAY", "Duke and Ripcord land on the upturned ceiling, beat to shit.\n Duke quickly checks on the two guys in back crushed to death\n where the blast caved in the Cougar's armor. He looks at Rip.", "of the howler opens and the team steps out. Duke and Ripcord\n follow hesitantly with the weapons case. A VOICE calls out to\n them from the shadows:", "Ana takes another step forward, daring Duke to pull the\n trigger. Ripcord, gun drawn and fixed on Storm Shadow, moves\n slowly forward to retrieve the briefcase. Ana is now an inch", "The MISSILES streak back towards Duke and Ripcord. No time\n to get out of the way, they dive and roll in various\n directions, extreme kinetic energy hurling them forward. The", "firing. Duke and Ripcord pop up and return fire.", "Duke and Ripcord pick themselves up while Snake-Eyes crawls\n out of the TRASH CANS nearby. They see Storm Shadow and Ana\n emerge from the Scarab and hurry off towards the tower.", "RIPCORD\n Nothing you can do. Come on...!\n Gunfire bursts around them as Ripcord pulls Duke away from\n the ruins of the house.", "Duke and Ripcord are running too fast to stop. Duke manages\n to leap into the air, his boots barely scraping the top of\n the train while Ripcord covers his face with his hands and", "INT. BARRACKS - NIGHT\n\n A KLAXON BLARES. Duke, Ripcord and all the Joes leap up.", "And that's when the Cougar blows, a concussive blast. Ana\n turns with the weapons case in time to see Duke and Rip go", "DUKE (CONT'D)\n C'mon!\n Snake-Eyes follows Duke and Ripcord, charging after them.\n\n EXT. EIFFEL TOWER - DAY", "INT. LANDING PLATFORM - THE PIT - DAY\n\n General Hawk is in his wheelchair, still recovering from his\n wounds. He leads Duke and ripcord to the Howler.", "ground and EXPLODES. Ripcord and Duke jump back. Ripcord\n glances at the underside of the pistol's magazine. Three", "CASE.\n Duke now has Rip ver his shouders and is running like hell.\n\n RIPCORD\n Duke?\n\n DUKE\n Shut up.", "Duke and Rip see the hall of flaming metal crash in front of\n them, blocking the convoy's path. Rip hits the brakes.\n\n RIPCORD\n Jesus Christ! Bird Down!" ], [ "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Nano-mites. Perfect little\n soldiers. Their size can be\n programmed as well as their", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Each warhead contains seven million\n nano-mites and has the ability to\n eat anything from a single tank to", "MCCULLEN\n Merely to strike fear into the\n hearts of every man, woman, and\n child on the planet. Only then will\n they look up to the man who wields\n the most power, and obey him.", "McCullen turns to us and we see that the NANO-MITES have\n created a FORM-FITTING MASK all over his face. He catches his", "MCCULLEN\n Meet the genius behind all my\n nanotechnology.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What's on your mind, General?", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n It needs to be taken out of chaos\n by someone with complete control.", "DUKE\n Then you won't mind telling me.\n\n MCCULLEN\n Isn't it clear? I'm a business man.\n I'm going to use them.", "discreetly watches McCullen in his BALL-EYEPIECE SCANNER.\n McCullen runs his holographic fingers over the warheads.", "to fail, even to destroy to attain\n a goal. It's a fact that McCullen\n has the guts to embrace.", "MCCULLEN\n I've spent ten years and thirteen\n billion Euros creating these four\n warheads. Your job, Captain, was to", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Once the target has been destroyed,\n the launcher triggers a kill switch\n unique to each warhead that short-", "MCCULLEN\n Take them to the drones. I want\n them ready to launch in one hour.", "MCCULLEN\n I spend five years setting this up.\n Wringing money out of NATO. This\n was supposed to be the easy part.", "MCCULLEN\n They offered me a Chancellorship,\n because unlike your simpleton King,\n they know that is the McCullen\n destiny, to run the wars, the true\n power, not simply to supply arms.", "MCCULLEN\n Tragic as they are to fight, wars\n must be won. But perhaps they don't\n have to be as destructive as", "DUKE\n Why work for McCullen?\n\n THE DOCTOR\n He saved my life, for starters. Now\n to mention infinite resources to\n work in the field of my choosing.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n .we discovered how to program\n them to eliminate most anything.\n For instance... metal.", "MCCULLEN\n Yes, I do. Clan McCullen is far\n bigger and more powerful than any\n of you could ever imagine. My sons" ], [ "71.\n Technicians open the chamber and very carefully remove the\n warheads, returning them to their case. Storm Shadow locks\n the case and picks it up.", "DUKE\n Ana!\n She whirls around, drawing the weapons case over her chest\n and face, using it as a shield. Duke hesitates, because of\n the warheads or Ana? Heavy Duty goes to shoot at her.", "case in Storm Shadow's hands. Storm Shadow opens it and\n shows him the three remaining warheads. McCullen runs his\n fingers over them, then nods, Storm Shadow closes the case.", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "Through the stunned crowd, they see Snake-Eyes reach the top\n of the stairs behind. Ana rolls the warhead towards him\n while Storm Shadow lines up on him with the Security Guard's", "SUPER: PARIS, FRANCE\n\n INT. FOYER - THE BARONESS' MANSION - PARIS - NIGHT", "MCCULLEN\n I've spent ten years and thirteen\n billion Euros creating these four\n warheads. Your job, Captain, was to", "warheads, General, and despite your\n present authority, I want to finish\n the job.\n Hawk regards him for a moment.", "CONT'D)\n Take the warheads N ( to\n them wea Paris. Have\n ized. Then\n to test pon one. I want you\n Test one?ANA", "FOUR GLASS-LIKE WARHEADS, each the size of a softball, are\n placed into four separate compartments inside a WEAPONS CASE", "with the accelerator suits. Once\n the warheads are weaponized,\n they'll be extremely volatile. We\n can't afford to let any of them go", "SCARLETT\n The warheads!\n Heavy Duty reluctantly doesn't shoot, everyone watching Ana", "BREAKER\n Okay, I've got a lock on the two\n remaining warheads. Target one is\n Moscow! Target Two is Washington!\n\n SCARLETT\n Give Ripcord the coordinates.", "by her arm, pulling her along. Ana grabs the weapons case\n and they soar up out of the motor pool and over the landing\n pad. The battle raging below them.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What are your coordinates? I'll\n have NATO send another special ops\n team to retrieve the warheads,\n company strength this time.", "DUKE\n The warheads.\n They all rush out of the doors. Breaker stops to change a\n chess piece on the board before racing out.\n\n INT. MAIN VAULT - NIGHT", "Duke and Ripcord move with the others through a corridor.\n\n DUKE\n Their weaponry, financing, intel,\n it has to be McCullen. Doing an\n inside job on his own warheads.", "ANA\n They're warheads, dear. And I need\n you to weaponize them for me...\n (looking around)", "RIPCORD\n Where you going?\n\n DUKE\n Each warhead has a kill switch." ], [ "zeroes in on the incision. As the needle dives towards Duke's\n head, a hand hits a switch and the needle quickly retracts.", "THE DOCTOR (CONT'D)\n If I press this, Ana dies.\n\n DUKE\n Put it down.\n\n THE DOCTOR\n Your choice, Duke.", "Duke and McCullen share a quick glare. And then McCullen cuts\n the feed. Scarlett notices concern on Breaker's face.", "all around him. Then the whistle of a bunker buster. Duke\n dives and BOOM! The building is flattened by the bomb. Duke", "Breaker's scanner BEEPS. He keys a button. The BEEPING\n promptly stops. He throws a look at Duke.", "burned off. The Doctor freaks and drops the PDA, then yanks\n McCullen out into the corridor. Duke fires after them, then", "DUKE\n The warheads.\n They all rush out of the doors. Breaker stops to change a\n chess piece on the board before racing out.\n\n INT. MAIN VAULT - NIGHT", "DUKE\n I said stay back!\n\n THE DOCTOR\n Don't you know you've lost, Duke?", "DUKE\n Millions of people are gonna die if\n you launch those warheads. What is\n it you want, McCullen?", "brings it down on Duke's head with a sword-like stroke. A\n CRACKLING SHOCK is delivered and Duke goes down. The Joes", "DUKE\n (raises his bound hands)\n Loosen these, he'll never taser\n anything again.\n She taps the bonds on his wrists.", "nails Duke in his shoulder, Duke goes down hard, staggers\n back up, but the Neo-Vipers are already on him, they start\n beating the living shit out of him. Ana jogs up.", "RIPCORD\n Where you going?\n\n DUKE\n Each warhead has a kill switch.", "Duke and Rip see the hall of flaming metal crash in front of\n them, blocking the convoy's path. Rip hits the brakes.\n\n RIPCORD\n Jesus Christ! Bird Down!", "Duke \"comes to\" as the Doctor finishes and walks away. Duke\n takes a breath, looks to Hawk in his bed, then stands and\n walks over. He stares down at Hawk, then, a promise--", "DUKE (CONT'D)\n If your head's with them, you're no\n good to me.\n Stalworth nods. Duke steps closer, now one mean s.o.b.", "Duke leads Ana outside onto a quiet verandah, the lights of\n Washington shimmering beyond them. He suddenly kneels down", "ANA\n Nothing will ever be right again.\n Duke stares at her, his heart ripped apart. WE PUSH IN ON\n the two of them and FLASHBACK TO:", "them. She holds his eyes a moment longer, then the two Prison\n Guards lead her away. Duke just watches her go, his face torn\n with pain. He walks off alone...", "DUKE\n Ana!\n She whirls around, drawing the weapons case over her chest\n and face, using it as a shield. Duke hesitates, because of\n the warheads or Ana? Heavy Duty goes to shoot at her." ], [ "MCCULLEN\n Merely to strike fear into the\n hearts of every man, woman, and\n child on the planet. Only then will\n they look up to the man who wields\n the most power, and obey him.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Once the target has been destroyed,\n the launcher triggers a kill switch\n unique to each warhead that short-", "MCCULLEN\n I've spent ten years and thirteen\n billion Euros creating these four\n warheads. Your job, Captain, was to", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n Each warhead contains seven million\n nano-mites and has the ability to\n eat anything from a single tank to", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What's on your mind, General?", "McCullen, Ana, and Storm Shadow watch monitors showing\n TECHNICIANS securing the warheads onto three rocket propelled\n SMART-DRONES. As the last one is secured a Technician says:", "ready. McCullen stares at the muskets, unimpressed. He speaks\n with a thick Scottish brogue.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What are your coordinates? I'll\n have NATO send another special ops\n team to retrieve the warheads,\n company strength this time.", "MCCULLEN\n Those \"ears\" all have top security\n clearance.\n\n HAWK\n We both know what that's worth.", "discreetly watches McCullen in his BALL-EYEPIECE SCANNER.\n McCullen runs his holographic fingers over the warheads.", "McCullen hits a key, a SCREEN switches on, displaying A MAP\n OF THE WORLD. A BEACON LIGHT flashes over a spot in the", "MCCULLEN\n Tragic as they are to fight, wars\n must be won. But perhaps they don't\n have to be as destructive as", "pistol catches the flames midway between them and blows them\n back onto McCullen. McCullen SCREAMS as his face is literally", "MCCULLEN\n Take them to the drones. I want\n them ready to launch in one hour.", "sitting in vertical launch bays. Duke sees the drones and his\n face registers the horror of what McCullen's about to do. He", "MCCULLEN\n I spend five years setting this up.\n Wringing money out of NATO. This\n was supposed to be the easy part.", "MCCULLEN\n Alright. But allow me to check the\n warheads to see if any have been\n damaged.", "DUKE\n Millions of people are gonna die if\n you launch those warheads. What is\n it you want, McCullen?", "MCCULLEN\n (sly smile)\n I'll send a jet." ], [ "became extremely ill and fell into\n a coma-like state for approximately\n forty hours.\n The Doctor produces a small HANDHELD DEVICE from his pocket,", "THE DOCTOR (CONT'D)\n So, I had her brought here, gave\n her a way to deal with her pain,\n gave her purpose. Made her strong.\n I gave her a new life, Duke.", "SUPER: PARIS, FRANCE\n\n INT. FOYER - THE BARONESS' MANSION - PARIS - NIGHT", "Ana enters the mansion. SERVANTS take her coat as her\n handsome, sophisticated and well dressed husband, BARON LEON\n DECOBRAY, glides up to her, very French. They kiss warmly.", "He looks at her, but before he can say anything, Ana's body\n snaps rigid and falls limp in his arms.", "MCCULLEN\n Albeit a rather unwilling one. The\n Doctor's nano-mites can control all\n manner of brain functions. When you", "THE DOCTOR (CONT'D)\n If I press this, Ana dies.\n\n DUKE\n Put it down.\n\n THE DOCTOR\n Your choice, Duke.", "(TEASING)\n They think they know.\n\n INT. MASTER BEDROOM - THE BARONESS' CASTLE - NIGHT", "THE DOCTOR (CONT'D)\n When they returned to sentience,\n brain scans showed complete\n inactivity in the self-preservation\n region of the cortex.", "DUKE (CONT'D)\n Well, what do you say?\n She's too emotional to speak. And then they hear:", "glances at Ana, she quietly looks away, a hint of remorse in\n her eyes? The Doctor rises to greet McCullen, glancing at", "THE DOCTOR\n\n (INCENSED)\n I loved my sister! Do you have any\n idea the state she was in? Me dead.\n You AWOL. Depression, drugs.", "zeroes in on the incision. As the needle dives towards Duke's\n head, a hand hits a switch and the needle quickly retracts.", "then kiss passionately. All of a sudden, Duke feels something\n behind her right ear, he turns her head, --an INCISION SCAR.", "Duke \"comes to\" as the Doctor finishes and walks away. Duke\n takes a breath, looks to Hawk in his bed, then stands and\n walks over. He stares down at Hawk, then, a promise--", "SECURITY GUARD\n Good Morning. Baroness.\n\n ANA\n Good morning. Gene. My husband's\n expecting me.", "from the extended barrel. Ana and Duke are close enough to\n feel each other's breath. Their eyes lock.", "affection, her eyes open and on Duke. Duke stands there,\n impassive. McCullen finishes the kiss and turns to Duke.", "(touches his face)\n And I escaped with his research.\n Unfortunately I tested it on myself\n first, and lost my lungs and vocal", "DUKE\n (raises his bound hands)\n Loosen these, he'll never taser\n anything again.\n She taps the bonds on his wrists." ], [ "McCullen's face is horrifically burned as The Doctor helps\n him down into the Trident. EXPLOSIONS blowing above them. The", "pistol catches the flames midway between them and blows them\n back onto McCullen. McCullen SCREAMS as his face is literally", "his appearance, reforming facial bones and changing the\n texture and elasticity of his skin and even changing the\n color of his eyes. The Doctor grins proudly. McCullen looks", "burned off. The Doctor freaks and drops the PDA, then yanks\n McCullen out into the corridor. Duke fires after them, then", "MCCULLEN\n I guess I should thank you, Doctor.\n The Doctor is busy fiddling with his hand held PDA.", "MCCULLEN\n It's an honor to meet a man of your\n many accomplishments.\n McCullen smiles, then offers Hawk to walk with him.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n What's on your mind, General?", "MCCULLEN\n My beautiful Lady of the Lake...\n He kisses her. Ana kisses him back with slightly-feigned", "McCullen watches Breaker's frantic face suddenly disappear on\n his screen. He gives the Doctor a smile.\n\n EXT. STREET - DAY", "30.\n McCullen steps forward and lovingly caresses her face, his\n hand going right through her. McCullen whispers menacingly.", "his neck, glares through the bars. This is JAMES McCULLEN.\n The guards unlock his cell door, MATCHLOCK MUSKETS at the", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n This bother you?\n Duke says nothing, so McCullen steps closer.", "MCCULLEN (CONT'D)\n There it is. The infamous Pit.\n\n ANA\n I will get those warheads back.", "McCullen turns to us and we see that the NANO-MITES have\n created a FORM-FITTING MASK all over his face. He catches his", "31.\n McCullen steps up to a large oval perspex window. WE PULL\n BACK out of the window to reveal that he's riding through", "MCCULLEN\n Never get caught.\n McCullen carefully puts\n the mask back in its ca se.", "MCCULLEN\n Those \"ears\" all have top security\n clearance.\n\n HAWK\n We both know what that's worth.", "THE DOCTOR\n Welcome back.\n\n MCCULLEN\n Good to be back.", "DUKE\n Why work for McCullen?\n\n THE DOCTOR\n He saved my life, for starters. Now\n to mention infinite resources to\n work in the field of my choosing.", "affection, her eyes open and on Duke. Duke stands there,\n impassive. McCullen finishes the kiss and turns to Duke." ], [ "SECURITY GUARD\n Good Morning. Baroness.\n\n ANA\n Good morning. Gene. My husband's\n expecting me.", "SUPER: PARIS, FRANCE\n\n INT. FOYER - THE BARONESS' MANSION - PARIS - NIGHT", "DUKE\n Yeah, you found her all right.\n\n BREAKER\n Her name is Ana DeCobray now,\n Baroness if you're feeling formal.", "(TEASING)\n They think they know.\n\n INT. MASTER BEDROOM - THE BARONESS' CASTLE - NIGHT", "Battered and bruised, Scarlett hurriedly enters the barracks.\n Checks around to see that she's alone. Then she heads for a", "Duke watches Ana through a two-way mirror. She sits alone in\n a holding cell. A MILITARY SCIENTIST watches her with Duke. -", "Ana swipes Hawk's SECURITY BADGE across the lock of the VAULT\n DOOR. It opens.\n The weapons case sits on a table. She opens the case to", "HAWK\n So tell me about her.\n\n DUKE\n Okay, I'll start right here: I hope\n that vault is tight, because she\n always gets what she wants...", "Ana enters the mansion. SERVANTS take her coat as her\n handsome, sophisticated and well dressed husband, BARON LEON\n DECOBRAY, glides up to her, very French. They kiss warmly.", "feeling the pressure. He waits for her to move. Fires. She\n leaps up onto a corner wall and the bolt passes underneath.\n He fires again as she lands, ducks under it and rolls up to", "DUKE\n Ana!\n She whirls around, drawing the weapons case over her chest\n and face, using it as a shield. Duke hesitates, because of\n the warheads or Ana? Heavy Duty goes to shoot at her.", "BREAKER\n That was for McCullen.\n There is the sound of weapons being raised. The team looks\n to see they are surrounded by FRENCH POLICE and PARATROOPERS.", "them. She holds his eyes a moment longer, then the two Prison\n Guards lead her away. Duke just watches her go, his face torn\n with pain. He walks off alone...", "of the vehicle, escaping their shots by disappearing beneath\n the undercarriage.\n And that's when Ana sees Duke and Rip following. She sits", "most of all, lethal. She's known in certain circles only as\n \"THE BARONESS\" but we will know her as ANA. Her DARK GLASSES", "Ana takes another step forward, daring Duke to pull the\n trigger. Ripcord, gun drawn and fixed on Storm Shadow, moves\n slowly forward to retrieve the briefcase. Ana is now an inch", "Ana burst through them, slamming past SECURITY GUARDS as they\n bound onto the stairs. People scream at the sight of Ana.\n Duke and Ripcord arrive seconds later, rushing up in their", "ANA\n You know, this has only just begun.\n She touches his face, then the PRISON BARS slam shut between", "She turns on the water and cleans her face with a WASH CLOTH.\n Ripcord enters the barracks behind. Like Scarlett, he looks", "They fly into the security room and quickly dispatch the few\n technicians still alive. Ana his the large switch on the\n console and the huge door begins to spiral open. She jumps\n back into Storm Shadow's arms and they blast back out--" ] ]

[ "Who ambushes Ripcord and Duke's convoy?", "Why does Duke recognize the Baroness when she ambushes his convoy?", "What do McCullen and the Doctor hope to accomplish with their warheads?", "Once McCullen locates the warheads, who does he send to go get them?", "Once Baron DeCobray weaponizes the missile, where does he launch it?", "Where is McCullen's secret base?", "Why does McCullen aim his warheads at Beijing, DC, and Moscow?", "Who assumes the identity of the Commander?", "How does Zartan break into the White House?", "What kind of weapon did James McCullen created?", "How can Nanobots be stop?", "Who sold four warheads to NATO and NATO troops?", "Why rescued Duke and Ridcord?", "Where were the warheads taken?", "What is McCullen using to build an army of soliders?", "Who retrieve the warheads after the fight?", "What Tower was hit by the missiles?", "How many missles the Joes load with warheads?", "Where were the three missiles with natowarheads aimed?", "Weapons master James McCullen developed a weapon that could get through what kinds of material?", "What happens when Duke and Ripcord try to deliver the warheads they acquired from James McCullen?", "Once rescued from the Baroness, where do Duke and Ripcord take the weapons?", "What is McCullen's end goal as he builds and army using nanotechnology?", "When the Baroness manages to retrieve a warhead, what does she do with it?", "When Duke hits the kill switch stopping the Barness from destroying more the country he faces what set back to his goals?", "What is McCullen's intention as he loads missiles destined for Beijing, Moscow, and Washington DC?", "What did the doctor do to the Baroness to cause her to feel subdued?", "How was McCullen's burned face healed?", "Putting the Baroness in protective custody allowed the team to do what to her?" ]

[ [ "The Baroness", "Baroness" ], [ "She used to be his fiancee", "she was his ex finance" ], [ "They hope to cause world wide panic and a new order ", "cause worldwide panic and establish a new world order" ], [ "The Baroness and Storm Shadow", "Shadow Storm and Baroness " ], [ "At the Eiffel tower", "the Eiffel tower" ], [ "Under the arctic", "under the artic" ], [ "To panic everyone, where they will turn to the President of the United States ", "he wants to make everyone on earth afraid so they'll follow the US president" ], [ "the Doctor ", "The Doctor" ], [ "By assuming the identity of the President of the United States", "He has his physical appearance altered by nanomites" ], [ "Nanotech base weapon.", "Nanotechnology" ], [ "By activating a kill switch.", "By activating the kill switch" ], [ "The company M.A.R.S.", "M.A.R.S" ], [ "Scarlett.", "Scarlett, Snake Eyes, Breaker, Heavy Duty" ], [ "G.I. Joe command center.", "Paris " ], [ "Nanotechnology.", "nanotechnology" ], [ "Storm Shadow and the Baroness.", "Storm Shadow and Baroness" ], [ "Eiffel Tower.", "the Eiffel tower" ], [ "Three.", "3" ], [ "Beijing, Moscow, and Washington DC.", "Beijing, DC and Moscow" ], [ "The weapon could get through metal, other materials, and also destroy tanks and cities.", "metal" ], [ "Their convoy is ambushed by the Baroness.", "their convoy is ambushed" ], [ "They take the weapons to the PIT command center which is in Egypt.", "To The Pit" ], [ "McCullen wants to create panic and create a new world order.", "To rule the world" ], [ "She brings it back to her husband and they use it to destroy the Eiffel Tower and some surrounding land before Duke hits a kill switch. ", "She takes them to her husband" ], [ "Duke is captured and taken to McCullen's base under the Artic.", "He is captured and taken to McCullen's base." ], [ "He wants to strike fear into everyone's hearts and make them turn to the President of the US for security and safety. ", "To strike fear in the heart of every man, woman, and child on the planet" ], [ "The doctor implanted her with nanomites which put her under his control for a few years. ", "Impaled her with nanomites." ], [ "The doctor healed his face with nanomites and encased it in silver.", "with nanomites" ], [ "It allowed them to remove the nanomites from her body.", "remove the nanomites from her body" ] ]

[ [ "Even before his accession to the Archbishopric, Manning had scented a\npeculiar peril in Newman's Oxford scheme, and so soon as he came into", "These two letters, together with Newman's refusal, reached Manning as he\nwas on the point of starting for Rome. After he had left England, the\nfollowing statement appeared in \"The Times\":", "At last, in the seclusion of his library, Manning turned in agony to\nthose old writings which had provided Newman with so much instruction", "When Newman's eyes fell upon the announcement, he realised at once that\na secret and powerful force was working against him. He trembled, as he", "For several years after his wife's death, Manning was occupied with\nthese new activities, while his relations with Newman developed into", "Accordingly, Manning shook off his early Evangelical convictions,\nstarted an active correspondence with Newman, and was soon working for", "For the moment, however, it seemed as if the Fates had at last been\nsuccessful in their little game of shunting Manning. The splendid career", "keep the laity in order.' Manning had no thought of 'yielding'; but, he\npointed out to his agitated friend that an open conflict between himself", "'What you write about Dr Newman,' Manning replied, 'is true. Whether he\nknows it or not, he has become the centre of those who hold low views", "that all would be well; that he himself would communicate with the\nauthorities, and put the facts of the case before them. Accordingly,\nwhile Newman wrote formally refusing the Hat, on the ground of his", "Newman was now living in retirement with a few chosen disciples, in the\nhope of being able to give a satisfactory explanation of what he had\ndone. But he was disappointed; for when, after an awkward interval, one", "The proposal was certainly not favoured by Manning. Protests and\nprocrastinations, approving Wegg-Prossers and cork-like Lord\nFeildings--all this was feeding the wind and folly; the time for action\nhad come.", "The crisis passed, but it was succeeded by a fiercer one. Manning was\ntaken seriously ill, and became convinced that he might die at any", "Manning was an Archdeacon; but he was not yet out of the woods. His\nrelations with the Tractarians had leaked out, and the Record was", "On Newman's death, Manning delivered a funeral oration, which opened\nthus:\n\n'We have lost our greatest witness for the Faith, and we are all poorer\nand lower by the loss.", "exact, and more distressing to his master. Newman was in the position of\na cautious commander-in-chief being hurried into an engagement against", "a virulently Protestant harangue. This time there could indeed be no\ndoubt about the matter: Manning had shouted 'No Popery!' in the very", "Manning was put at its head. Unfortunately, no portion of the body of\nSt. Charles could be obtained for the new community, but two relics of", "Manning went on to discuss the course of events which would lead to the\nfinal catastrophe. But this subject, he confessed,", "right at all.' Once more he warned Manning to be careful." ], [ "believed in toleration too, within limits; that is to say, in the\ntoleration of those with whom he agreed. 'I would give James Mill as", "She was heroic; and these were the humble tributes paid by those of\ngrosser mould to that high quality. Certainly, she was heroic. Yet her", "administer to her the Holy Sacrament? He did not hesitate, and\nafterwards declared that he would always regard the occasion as a solemn\nevent in his life. He was devoted to her--though the precise nature of", "admiration, the adoration, even, of multitudes. Yet--such was the\npeculiar character of the man, and such was the intensity of the", "memorandum of his intimate communings with the Almighty. Here, evening\nafter evening, in the traditional language of religious devotion, he\nhumbled himself before God, prayed for strength and purity, and threw", "said to him or about him) I will ever think most highly of him.... He is\nan honest man, but difficult to get on with.'", "'With his many faults, his pride, his temper, and his never-ending\ndemand for money, (for one is a noble man, and in spite of all I have", "He was particularly disgusted by the view that 'personal correction', as\nhe phrased it, was an insult or a degradation to the boy upon whom it", "chosen. He was before all things a fighter, an enthusiast, a bold\nadventurer; and he was now to be entrusted with the conduct of an", "observer said, 'were ever bursting forth'. It was impossible to\ndisregard his 'deep consciousness of the invisible world' and 'the\npeculiar feeling of love and adoration which he entertained towards our", "Lord Jesus Christ'. 'His manner of awful reverence when speaking of God\nor of the Scriptures' was particularly striking. 'No one could know him\neven a little,' said another friend, 'and not be struck by his absolute", "daily, for long hours together, corresponding with her incessantly when\nthey were apart; and the tongue of scandal was silent; and one of the\nmost devoted of her admirers was his wife. But what made the connection", "At one time, during several weeks, her vituperations descended upon the\nhead of Sidney Herbert himself. He had misinterpreted her wishes, he had", "animosity was gathering its forces against him. For, indeed, there was\nsomething in his nature which invited--which demanded--the clashing\nreactions of passionate extremes. It was easy to worship Mr. Gladstone;", "He was, in fact, a man of whom it was difficult not to say that he was a\nperfect English gentleman. For his virtues were equal even to his good", "'My dear Child,' he wrote to a lady penitent, 'I have in these last\nthree weeks felt as if our Lord had called me by name. Everything else", "another of his pupils described it, it was impossible to avoid 'a\nconsciousness almost amounting to solemnity' that, 'when his eye was\nupon you, he looked into your inmost heart'.", "moment denouncing as fallacious to his own confessor. But what else\ncould he do? When he received, for instance, a letter such as the\nfollowing from an agitated lady, what was he to say?", "to impose her personality upon the susceptible, overwrought,\ndiscouraged, and helpless group of men in authority who surrounded her.\nShe stood firm; she was a rock in the angry ocean; with her alone was", "traversed her positive instructions, and it was not until he had\nadmitted his error and apologised in abject terms that he was allowed\nagain into favour. While this misunderstanding was at its height, an" ], [ "The changes which he did effect were of a very different nature. By\nintroducing morals and religion into his scheme of education, he altered\nthe whole atmosphere of public-school life. Henceforward the old", "education all through the public schools of England'. It is true that,\nso far as the actual machinery of education was concerned, Dr. Arnold\nnot only failed to effect a change, but deliberately adhered to the old", "him, the public school remained, in essentials, a conventional\nestablishment, devoted to the teaching of Greek and Latin grammar. Had\nhe set on foot reforms in these directions, it seems probable that he", "pupils, a picture of the public school education of the early nineteenth\ncentury, in its most characteristic state. It was a system of anarchy\ntempered by despotism. Hundreds of boys, herded together in", "For this purpose, the system, prevalent in most of the public schools of\nthe day, by which the elder boys were deputed to keep order in the", "From two sides this system of education was beginning to be assailed by\nthe awakening public opinion of the upper middle classes. On the one", "system. The monastic and literary conceptions of education, which had\ntheir roots in the Middle Ages, and had been accepted and strengthened\nat the revival of Learning, he adopted almost without hesitation. Under", "there were many parents to whom his system of school government did not\ncommend itself. But in time this hostility melted away. Succeeding\ngenerations of favourite pupils began to spread his fame through the", "of Oriel, predicting that if they elected Mr. Thomas Arnold he would\n'change the face of education all through the public schools of\nEngland', they hesitated no longer; obviously, Mr. Thomas Arnold was", "IN 1827 the headmastership of Rugby School fell vacant, and it became\nnecessary for the twelve trustees, noblemen and gentlemen of", "our public schools have turned for so long that we have almost come to\nbelieve that such is their essential nature, and that an English public\nschoolboy who wears the wrong clothes and takes no interest in football,", "published works, composed during such intervals as he could spare from\nthe management of a great public school, filled, besides a large number\nof pamphlets and articles, no less than seventeen volumes. It was no", "Warwickshire, to appoint a successor to the post. Reform was in the\nair--political, social, religious; there was even a feeling abroad that\nour great public schools were not quite all that they should be, and", "There can be no doubt that Dr. Arnold's point of view was shared by the\ngreat mass of English parents. They cared very little for classical", "education. As for the Church of England, she had tasted blood, and it\nwas clear that she would never again be content with a vegetable diet.\nHer clergy, however, maintained their reputation for judicious", "In the earlier years of his headmastership Dr. Arnold had to face a good\ndeal of opposition. His advanced religious views were disliked, and", "which he himself, perhaps, would have found perplexing. In his day, when\nthe school hours were over, the boys were free to enjoy themselves as", "and his duties. One Sub-Commission reorganised the medical statistics of\nthe Army; another established in spite of the last convulsive efforts of\nthe Department an Army Medical School. Finally, the Army Medical", "And certainly, if he was to fulfil the prophecy of the Provost of Oriel,\nthe task before him was sufficiently perplexing. The public schools of", "his pupils Christian gentlemen and who governed his school according to\nthe principles of the Old Testament, has proved to be the founder of the\nworship of athletics and the worship of good form. Upon those two poles" ], [ "Dr. Arnold agreed. He was convinced of the necessity for reform. But it\nwas only natural that to one of his temperament and education it should\nhave been the moral rather than the intellectual side of the question", "with Dr. Arnold. The whole character of the man--so we are\nassured--stood at last revealed. His congregation sat in fixed attention\n(with the exception of the younger boys, whose thoughts occasionally", "France or Italy show us that Dr. Arnold preserved, in spite of the\ndistractions of foreign scenes and foreign manners, his accustomed\nhabits of mind. Taking very little interest in works of art, he was", "In the earlier years of his headmastership Dr. Arnold had to face a good\ndeal of opposition. His advanced religious views were disliked, and", "But there was an exceptional kind of boy, upon whom the high-pitched\nexhortations of Dr. Arnold produced a very different effect. A minority", "dread of some sudden manifestation of the sweeping gown, the majestic\ntone, the piercing glance, of Dr. Arnold. Among the lower forms of the\nschool his appearances were rare and transitory, and upon these young", "Dr. Arnold did not apply this doctrine to the Praepostors, but the boys\nin the lower parts of the school felt its benefits, with a double force.", "There can be no doubt that Dr. Arnold's point of view was shared by the\ngreat mass of English parents. They cared very little for classical", "and pointing out the beauties of Nature, Dr. Arnold enjoyed, as he\nhimself would often say, 'an almost awful happiness'. Music he did not\nappreciate, though he occasionally desired his eldest boy, Matthew, to", "Dr. Arnold was thinking of his great work on Church and State.", "education all through the public schools of England'. It is true that,\nso far as the actual machinery of education was concerned, Dr. Arnold\nnot only failed to effect a change, but deliberately adhered to the old", "only two alternatives were possible: it must either take the chief place\nin the school curriculum, or it must be left out altogether. Before such\na choice, Dr. Arnold did not hesitate for a moment.", "Upon the boys in the Sixth Form, indeed, a strange burden would seem to\nhave fallen. Dr. Arnold himself was very well aware of this. 'I cannot", "To be rebuked, however mildly, by Dr. Arnold was a Potable experience.\nOne boy could never forget how he drew a distinction between 'mere", "to the University to plunge headlong into the vortex of the Oxford\nMovement; and Dr. Arnold, worried, perplexed, and exhausted, went to\nbed, where he remained for the next thirty-six hours.", "is a contradiction in terms. Yet it was not so before Dr. Arnold; will\nit always be so after him? We shall see.", "while Dr. Arnold's sermons, with their high-toned exhortations, their\ngrave and sombre messages of incalculable import, clothed, like Dr.", "That was all; and it was that that Dr. Arnold set himself to accomplish.\nBut how was he to achieve his end? Was he to improve the character of", "'My son, thank God for me,' said Dr. Arnold; and as the boy did not at\nonce catch his meaning, he added, 'Thank God, Tom, for giving me this", "fit for use'. Places, no less than people, aroused similar reflections.\nBy Pompeii, Dr. Arnold was not particularly impressed." ], [ "Gordon's help. Once more he was involved in great affairs: a new field\nof action opened before him; and then, in a moment, there was another", "camp was formed at Tientsin, and Gordon was occupied in setting up huts\nfor the troops. While he was thus engaged, he had a slight attack of", "extraordinary development in General Gordon's opinions. But he might\nhave saved himself the trouble, for, in fact, it was less a development\nthan a reversion. Under the stress of the excitements and the realities", "Gordon's last great adventure, like his first, was occasioned by a\nreligious revolt. At the very moment when, apparently forever, he was", "It was clear that a disturbing influence had found its way into Gordon's\nmind. His thoughts, wandering through Africa, flitted to the Sudan; they", "Gordon resigned his command; and it was only with the utmost reluctance\nthat he agreed at last to resume it. An arduous and terrible series of", "When, 1,500 miles to the southward, Gordon reached the seat of his\ngovernment, and the desolation of the Tropics closed over him, the", "Charles George Gordon was born in 1833. His father, of Highland and\nmilitary descent, was himself a Lieutenant-General; his mother came of a", "upon the point of opening the way to Gordon's first great adventure. In\n1837, a village schoolmaster near Canton had been attacked by illness;", "The critical fortnight during which these events took place was the\nfirst fortnight of March. By the close of it, Gordon's position had", "more at the head of a formidable force. A prolonged campaign of extreme\ndifficulty and danger followed. Eventually, Gordon, summoned again to", "There was no further reference to Gordon in the official dispatches\nuntil after his return to England. Nor, before that date, was any", "measured, unimpeachably correct. It would be difficult to think of a man\nmore completely the antithesis of Gordon. His temperament, all in", "This singular person was General Gordon, and his book was the Holy\nBible.", "'A man,' Gordon wrote to his sister, 'who knows not the secret, who has\nnot the in-dwelling of God revealed to him, is like this--[picture of a", "panic after the Hicks disaster, had supposed. Gordon was of opinion that\nit was capable of sustaining a siege of many months. With his usual\nvigour, he had already begun to prepare an elaborate system of", "were moments when topics of a more worldly interest arose. It happened\nthat Sir Samuel Baker, Gordon's predecessor in Equatoria, lived in the", "had been hitherto limited to low-class adventurers, and Gordon came as a\nrevelation.", "A few months later, after he had accompanied Gordon on a victorious\nexpedition, the Mandarin's enthusiasm burst forth.", "occurred. Zobeir, the rebel chieftain of Darfur, against whose forces\nGordon had struggled for years, and whose son, Suleiman, had been" ], [ "Gordon's help. Once more he was involved in great affairs: a new field\nof action opened before him; and then, in a moment, there was another", "offered the post to Gordon, who accepted it.", "measured, unimpeachably correct. It would be difficult to think of a man\nmore completely the antithesis of Gordon. His temperament, all in", "That the English authorities should have seen fit to recognise Gordon's\nservices by the reward usually reserved for industrious clerks was\ntypical of their attitude towards him until the very end of his career.", "started. As it did so, Gordon leaned out and addressed a last whispered\nquestion to Lord Wolseley. Yes, it had been done. Lord Wolseley had seen", "Gordon resigned his command; and it was only with the utmost reluctance\nthat he agreed at last to resume it. An arduous and terrible series of", "unexpected quarter. Lord Hartington had been for some time convinced\nthat he was responsible for Gordon's appointment; and his conscience was\nbeginning to grow uncomfortable.", "Gordon's last great adventure, like his first, was occasioned by a\nreligious revolt. At the very moment when, apparently forever, he was", "a heated correspondence, which was finally closed by a letter from\nGordon, ending as follows:", "extraordinary development in General Gordon's opinions. But he might\nhave saved himself the trouble, for, in fact, it was less a development\nthan a reversion. Under the stress of the excitements and the realities", "as if Gordon's words had burned into his soul, which was looking out in\nwrath and flame. He said not a word. For perhaps two or three minutes he", "Gordon is in danger; you are bound to try to save him ... You have\nincurred a fearful responsibility.' With an unerring instinct, Her\nMajesty forestalled and expressed the popular sentiment. During April,", "There was no further reference to Gordon in the official dispatches\nuntil after his return to England. Nor, before that date, was any", "camp was formed at Tientsin, and Gordon was occupied in setting up huts\nfor the troops. While he was thus engaged, he had a slight attack of", "panic after the Hicks disaster, had supposed. Gordon was of opinion that\nit was capable of sustaining a siege of many months. With his usual\nvigour, he had already begun to prepare an elaborate system of", "wavering, Gordon took a fatal step. The delay was intolerable, and one\nevening, in a rage, he revealed his desire for Zobeir--which had", "in chains. When Gordon heard of it, he noted the fact grimly in his\ndiary, without a comment.", "headlong into Gordon's schemes. He did neither; with a singular courage\nand a singular caution he progressed along a razor-edge. He devoted all\nhis energies to the double task of evolving a reasonable policy out of", "Army--unless some other officer could be induced, in return for L800, to\nact as his substitute. Gordon, who was an old friend, agreed to", "Such was the sequence of events which ended in General Gordon's last\nappointment. The precise motives of those responsible for these\ntransactions are less easy to discern. It is difficult to understand" ], [ "When, 1,500 miles to the southward, Gordon reached the seat of his\ngovernment, and the desolation of the Tropics closed over him, the", "peace was assured. Gordon had spent two and a half days in Pekin, and\nwas whirling through China, when a telegram arrived from the home\nauthorities, who viewed his movements with uneasiness, ordering him to", "Gordon's help. Once more he was involved in great affairs: a new field\nof action opened before him; and then, in a moment, there was another", "back the rebels, to cut them off piecemeal in the field, and to seize\nupon their cities. But, brilliant as these operations were, Gordon's", "In Cairo, in spite of the hostilities of the past, Gordon was received\nwith every politeness. He was at once proclaimed Governor-General of the", "Gordon resigned his command; and it was only with the utmost reluctance\nthat he agreed at last to resume it. An arduous and terrible series of", "started. As it did so, Gordon leaned out and addressed a last whispered\nquestion to Lord Wolseley. Yes, it had been done. Lord Wolseley had seen", "Gordon's last great adventure, like his first, was occasioned by a\nreligious revolt. At the very moment when, apparently forever, he was", "signified to them that in two days they must disarm and disperse; and\nthe whole host obeyed. Gordon returned to Khartoum in triumph. But he", "information as to the condition of Khartoum, were immediately sent. When\nthe first rumours of the disaster reached Gordon, he pictured, in a", "command of the Ever Victorious Army was offered to Gordon. He accepted\nit, received the title of General from the Chinese authorities, and\nentered forthwith upon his new task. He was just thirty.", "deal with the situation as best he could. On the following morning,\nGordon, cleanly shaven, and in the full-dress uniform of the Royal", "The position in China was critical; war with Russia appeared to be\nimminent; and Gordon had been appealed to in order to use his influence\non the side of peace. He was welcomed by many old friends of former", "panic after the Hicks disaster, had supposed. Gordon was of opinion that\nit was capable of sustaining a siege of many months. With his usual\nvigour, he had already begun to prepare an elaborate system of", "When the tribes round Khartoum rose, the last hope of a satisfactory\nsolution vanished. He was the first to perceive the altered condition of\naffairs; long before the Government, long before Gordon himself, he", "In the meantime, Gordon, with the Sudan upon his lips, with the Sudan in\nhis imagination, had hurried to Brussels, to obtain from the King of the", "offered the post to Gordon, who accepted it.", "Gordon is in danger; you are bound to try to save him ... You have\nincurred a fearful responsibility.' With an unerring instinct, Her\nMajesty forestalled and expressed the popular sentiment. During April,", "troops, he called upon the inhabitants to surrender. Gordon read aloud\nthe summons to the assembled townspeople; with one voice they declared", "and then shot him as a rebel. The deed was to exercise a curious\ninfluence upon Gordon's fate. Though Suleiman had been killed and his" ], [ "The Church of England, they declared, was indeed the one true Church,\nbut she had been under an eclipse since the Reformation; in fact, since", "these three men was that they took the Christian Religion au pied de la\nlettre. This had not been done in England for centuries. When they\ndeclared every Sunday that they believed in the Holy Catholic Church,", "rest of his life to the teaching of Theology; but what sort of Theology\ncould he teach which would be acceptable to such superiors? He left\nRome, and settled down in Birmingham as the head of a small community of", "Deadly it certainly was, but it was not so treacherous as it appeared at\nfirst sight. The members of the English Church had ingenuously imagined", "For many generations the Church of England had slept the sleep of the\n...comfortable. The sullen murmurings of dissent, the loud battle-cry of", "contained in the doctrines of the Church of England; but, the more they\nexamined this matter, the more difficult and dubious it became. The\nChurch of England bore everywhere upon it the signs of human", "had never entered their heads before. Was the Church of England, or was\nit not, a part of the Church Catholic? If it was, were not the Reformers", "(2) That it has involved the Church of England in a separation\n from the Universal Church, which separation I cannot clear of the\n character of schism.", "the pains of exile and of martyrdom, and which clung together an alien\nand isolated group in the midst of English society, now began to feel", "education. As for the Church of England, she had tasted blood, and it\nwas clear that she would never again be content with a vegetable diet.\nHer clergy, however, maintained their reputation for judicious", "that they were not. The judgement still holds good; and to this day, a\nclergyman of the Church of England is quite at liberty to believe that", "spent in the study of the Monophysite heresy, the alarming conclusion\nbegan to force itself upon him that the Church of England was perhaps in", "A small minority of the party then in power in England--the Liberal\nParty--were anxious to withdraw from Egypt altogether and at once. On\nthe other hand, another and a more influential minority, with", "Church of England. Gentlemen were neither fervid nor zealous, and above\nall they were not enthusiastic. There were, it was true, occasionally to", "one thing, and one thing only--the Roman Catholic Church. What was\nsurprising was the length of time which he was taking to reach the\ninevitable destination. Years passed before he came to realise that his", "seemed against Manning. The whole English episcopate was opposed to him;\nhe had quarrelled with the Chapter; he was a convert of but few years'", "English Church. He hurried back to commit to his Diary the analysis of\nhis reflections, and to describe, under the mystic formula of secrecy,\nthe intricate workings of his conscience to Robert Wilberforce. But,", "widening circles through the parishes of England; the dormant devotion\nof the country was suddenly aroused. The new strange notion of taking\nChristianity literally was delightful to earnest minds; but it was also", "How was Manning, a director of souls, and a clergyman of the Church of\nEngland, to reply that in sober truth there was very little to choose", "Church ritual, and the other in the activities of a bishopric. But the\ntwo together could not be quieted so easily. The Church of England is a" ], [ "Charles George Gordon was born in 1833. His father, of Highland and\nmilitary descent, was himself a Lieutenant-General; his mother came of a", "Gordon's help. Once more he was involved in great affairs: a new field\nof action opened before him; and then, in a moment, there was another", "extraordinary development in General Gordon's opinions. But he might\nhave saved himself the trouble, for, in fact, it was less a development\nthan a reversion. Under the stress of the excitements and the realities", "back the rebels, to cut them off piecemeal in the field, and to seize\nupon their cities. But, brilliant as these operations were, Gordon's", "of his career which, more than any other, has been emphasised by his\nenemies--his conduct towards General Gordon. He had been originally\nopposed to Gordon's appointment, but he had consented to it partly,", "command of the Ever Victorious Army was offered to Gordon. He accepted\nit, received the title of General from the Chinese authorities, and\nentered forthwith upon his new task. He was just thirty.", "camp was formed at Tientsin, and Gordon was occupied in setting up huts\nfor the troops. While he was thus engaged, he had a slight attack of", "Gordon's last great adventure, like his first, was occasioned by a\nreligious revolt. At the very moment when, apparently forever, he was", "When, 1,500 miles to the southward, Gordon reached the seat of his\ngovernment, and the desolation of the Tropics closed over him, the", "more at the head of a formidable force. A prolonged campaign of extreme\ndifficulty and danger followed. Eventually, Gordon, summoned again to", "The End of General Gordon", "The critical fortnight during which these events took place was the\nfirst fortnight of March. By the close of it, Gordon's position had", "obviously enormous. Gordon, however, with the eye of a born general,\nperceived that he could convert the very feature of the country which,\non the face of it, most favoured an army on the defence--its complicated", "of Equatoria, and now Gordon was to carry on the good work. In such\ncircumstances it was only natural that Gordon should consider himself a\nspecial instrument in God's band. To put his disinterestedness beyond", "Such was the sequence of events which ended in General Gordon's last\nappointment. The precise motives of those responsible for these\ntransactions are less easy to discern. It is difficult to understand", "occurred. Zobeir, the rebel chieftain of Darfur, against whose forces\nGordon had struggled for years, and whose son, Suleiman, had been", "This singular person was General Gordon, and his book was the Holy\nBible.", "Gordon resigned his command; and it was only with the utmost reluctance\nthat he agreed at last to resume it. An arduous and terrible series of", "In Cairo, in spite of the hostilities of the past, Gordon was received\nwith every politeness. He was at once proclaimed Governor-General of the", "out. Towards the end of November, somebody at the War Office--it is not\nclear who--had suggested that this emissary should be General Gordon." ], [ "to refer to his relations with the late Cardinal. Manning's conversion\nwas, he said,", "Speaking of this correspondence in after years, Cardinal Manning said:\n'From the way in which Mr. Gladstone alluded to the overcasting of our\nfriendship, people might have thought that I had picked his pocket.'", "Cardinal. His Holiness welcomed the proposal; but, he said, he could do\nnothing until he knew the views of Cardinal Manning. Thereupon, the Duke", "Among the letters of congratulation which Manning received, was one from\nMr Gladstone, with whom he had remained on terms of close friendship\nsince their days together at Oxford.", "Cardinals met only once or twice. After one of these occasions, on\nreturning to the Oratory, Cardinal Newman said, 'What do you think\nCardinal Manning did to me? He kissed me!'", "Cardinal Manning", "His conversion had come as a great shock to Mr. Gladstone. Manning had\nbreathed no word of its approach to his old and intimate friend, and", "neighbouring Archdeacon, Mr. Hare, was a low churchman; Manning made\nfriends with him, as warmly, it seemed, as he had made friends with", "children from the Workhouses, Manning was again indispensable. No wonder\nCardinal Wiseman soon determined to find some occupation of special\nimportance for the energetic convert. He had long wished to establish a", "without the presence of Cardinal Manning. A special degree of precedence\nwas accorded to him. Though the rank of a Cardinal-Archbishop is\nofficially unknown in England, his name appeared in public documents--as", "These two letters, together with Newman's refusal, reached Manning as he\nwas on the point of starting for Rome. After he had left England, the\nfollowing statement appeared in \"The Times\":", "imaginations, in some instinctive manner, had been touched. Many who had\nhardly seen him declared that in Cardinal Manning they had lost their\nbest friend. Was it the magnetic vigour of the dead man's spirit that", "MANNING was now thirty-eight, and it was clear that he was the rising\nman in the Church of England. He had many powerful connections: he was", "nephew, whom he had placed among the Oblates under Manning's special\ncare, left the congregation and openly joined the party of Dr.", "THE death of Pius IX brought to Manning a last flattering testimony of\nthe confidence with which he was regarded at the Court of Rome. In one", "circumstance and character? Cardinal Wiseman was slowly dying; the\ntiller of the Church was slipping from his feeble hand; and Manning was", "personages of the Papal court, and enjoyed the privilege of constant\ninterviews with the Holy Father. At the same time, he was able to make\nhimself useful in London, where Cardinal Wiseman, the newly created", "Manning was an Archdeacon; but he was not yet out of the woods. His\nrelations with the Tractarians had leaked out, and the Record was", "'My dear Archbishop Manning,' Mr. Gladstone answered, 'it did, I\nconfess, seem to me an astonishing error to state in public that a", "In private, however, the surviving Cardinal's tone was apt to be more\n... direct. 'Poor Newman!' he once exclaimed in a moment of genial\nexpansion. 'Poor Newman! He was a great hater!'" ], [ "Scutari, that none of her fellow-workers had their hearts in the\nbusiness; if they had, why did they not work as she did? She could only", "and suspicious. But gradually she gained ground. Her good will could not\nbe denied, and her capacity could not be disregarded. With consummate\ntact, with all the gentleness of supreme strength, she managed at last", "much. For to those who watched her at work among the sick, moving day\nand night from bed to bed, with that unflinching courage, with that", "her own report upon the questions at issue. The labour involved was\nenormous; her health was almost desperate; but she did not flinch, and\nafter six months of incredible industry she had put together and written", "Her wits began to turn, and there was no holding her. She worked like a\nslave in a mine. She began to believe, as she had begun to believe at", "War; and during the greater part of that long period, all the energy and\nall the devotion of her extraordinary nature were working at their\nhighest pitch. What she accomplished in those years of unknown labour", "what appeared to be a last desperate effort to find health somewhere;\nbut she carried that with her which made health impossible. Her desire\nfor work could now scarcely be distinguished from mania. At one moment", "She was heroic; and these were the humble tributes paid by those of\ngrosser mould to that high quality. Certainly, she was heroic. Yet her", "enthusiasm, she pushed forward the work, which, perhaps, was nearer to\nher heart, more completely her own, than all the rest--the training of", "her enormous reputation was at her back--an incalculable force. Other\nwork, other duties, might lie before her; but the most urgent, the most\nobvious of all, was to look to the health of the Army.", "daily, for long hours together, corresponding with her incessantly when\nthey were apart; and the tongue of scandal was silent; and one of the\nmost devoted of her admirers was his wife. But what made the connection", "Beneath her cool and calm demeanour lurked fierce and passionate fires.\nAs she passed through the wards in her plain dress, so quiet, so", "It was inconceivable that Florence should dream of anything else; yet\ndream she did. Ah! To do her duty in that state of life unto which it", "but at last they were exhausted. She was attacked by fever, and for a\nmoment came very near to death. Yet she worked on; if she could not\nmove, she could at least write, and write she did until her mind had", "prolonged rest. But that was also the one thing with which she would\nhave nothing to do. She had never been in the habit of resting; why", "indefatigable vigilance, it seemed as if the concentrated force of an\nundivided and unparalleled devotion could hardly suffice for that\nportion of her task alone.", "her own resources, she had clothed the British Army, that she had spread\nher dominion over the serried and reluctant powers of the official\nworld; it was by strict method, by stern discipline, by rigid attention", "that he was in truth being made use of in good earnest to the very limit\nof his endurance and his capacity. Perhaps, even beyond those limits;\nwhy not? Was she asking of others more than she was giving herself? Let", "woman appearing in such a capacity was unheard of; and no one even\nsuggested the possibility of Miss Nightingale's doing so. The result was\nthat she was obliged to remain behind the scenes throughout, to coach", "At other times, she was better satisfied. Looking back, she was amazed\nby the enormous change which, since her early days, had come over the" ], [ "In the earlier years of his headmastership Dr. Arnold had to face a good\ndeal of opposition. His advanced religious views were disliked, and", "Dr. Arnold's energies were by no means exhausted by his duties at Rugby.\nHe became known not merely as a headmaster, but as a public man. He held", "visiting the good poor. Their reverent admiration for Dr. Arnold was no\nless remarkable. Whenever two of his old pupils met, they joined in his", "dread of some sudden manifestation of the sweeping gown, the majestic\ntone, the piercing glance, of Dr. Arnold. Among the lower forms of the\nschool his appearances were rare and transitory, and upon these young", "with Dr. Arnold. The whole character of the man--so we are\nassured--stood at last revealed. His congregation sat in fixed attention\n(with the exception of the younger boys, whose thoughts occasionally", "might have succeeded in carrying the parents of England with him. The\nmoment was ripe; there was a general desire for educational changes; and\nDr. Arnold's great reputation could hardly have been resisted. As it", "Arnold's orthodoxy--Dr. Arnold, whose piety was universally\nrecognised--Dr. Arnold, who had held up to scorn and execration", "Teachers and prophets have strange after-histories; and that of Dr.\nArnold has been no exception. The earnest enthusiast who strove to make", "But there was an exceptional kind of boy, upon whom the high-pitched\nexhortations of Dr. Arnold produced a very different effect. A minority", "and pointing out the beauties of Nature, Dr. Arnold enjoyed, as he\nhimself would often say, 'an almost awful happiness'. Music he did not\nappreciate, though he occasionally desired his eldest boy, Matthew, to", "education all through the public schools of England'. It is true that,\nso far as the actual machinery of education was concerned, Dr. Arnold\nnot only failed to effect a change, but deliberately adhered to the old", "Dr. Arnold agreed. He was convinced of the necessity for reform. But it\nwas only natural that to one of his temperament and education it should\nhave been the moral rather than the intellectual side of the question", "There can be no doubt that Dr. Arnold's point of view was shared by the\ngreat mass of English parents. They cared very little for classical", "headmaster, Dr. Arnold began to feel that his work there was\naccomplished, and that he might look forward either to other labours or,\nperhaps, to a dignified retirement. But it was not to be.", "Dr. Arnold was thinking of his great work on Church and State.", "to the University to plunge headlong into the vortex of the Oxford\nMovement; and Dr. Arnold, worried, perplexed, and exhausted, went to\nbed, where he remained for the next thirty-six hours.", "All that was known of the previous life of Dr. Arnold seemed to justify\nthe prediction of the Provost of Oriel, and the choice of the Trustees.", "is a contradiction in terms. Yet it was not so before Dr. Arnold; will\nit always be so after him? We shall see.", "This was the means by which Dr. Arnold hoped to turn Rugby into 'a place\nof really Christian education'. The boys were to work out their own", "have made acquaintance with some of the good poor,' he wrote to a\nCambridge undergraduate. 'I quite agree with you that it is most\ninstructive to visit them.' Dr. Arnold himself occasionally visited" ], [ "studies. When the course was finished, he continued, by the Pope's\nspecial request, to spend six months of every year in Rome, where he\npreached to the English visitors, became acquainted with the great", "courses of popular lectures on literature and archaeology. He devoted\nmuch time and attention to the ceremonial details of his princely\noffice. His knowledge of rubric and ritual, and of the symbolical", "discovered that he had acquired them in vain. As it was, he could set\nthe noses of his pupils to the grindstone of syntax and prosody with a", "her own report upon the questions at issue. The labour involved was\nenormous; her health was almost desperate; but she did not flinch, and\nafter six months of incredible industry she had put together and written", "She sought consolation in the writings of the Mystics and in a\ncorrespondence with Mr. Jowett. For many years the Master of Balliol", "system. The monastic and literary conceptions of education, which had\ntheir roots in the Middle Ages, and had been accepted and strengthened\nat the revival of Learning, he adopted almost without hesitation. Under", "hand, there was a desire for a more liberal curriculum; on the other,\nthere was a demand for a higher moral tone. The growing utilitarianism\nof the age viewed with impatience a course of instruction which excluded", "published works, composed during such intervals as he could spare from\nthe management of a great public school, filled, besides a large number\nof pamphlets and articles, no less than seventeen volumes. It was no", "had been solved--the physical needs of the men had been provided for;\ntheir mental and spiritual needs remained. She set up and furnished\nreading-rooms and recreation rooms. She started classes and lectures.", "In the actual sphere of teaching, Dr. Arnold's reforms were tentative\nand few. He introduced modern history, modern languages, and mathematics", "enthusiasm, she pushed forward the work, which, perhaps, was nearer to\nher heart, more completely her own, than all the rest--the training of", "themselves indelibly on the minds of the boys who sat under him. One of\nthese, writing long afterwards, has described, in phrases still", "the Greek and Latin languages seem the very instruments by which this is\nto be effected.' Certainly, there was something providential about\nit--from the point of view of the teacher as well as of the taught. If", "course, with eccentric ABANDON--it would have been impossible for him to\ndo otherwise; but he was content to indicate his deepest feelings with a\nfleer. Yet sometimes--as one can imagine happening with him in actual", "Coffee-rooms and reading-rooms, gymnasiums and workshops were\ninstituted. A new era did in truth appear to have begun. Already by 1861", "Before her departure for the Crimea, she had begun this work; and now,\nin the intervals of her other labours, she completed it. Her\n'Suggestions for Thought to the Searchers After Truth Among the Artisans", "Except for his boys and his paupers, he lived alone. In his solitude, he\nruminated upon the mysteries of the universe; and those religious", "rest of his life to the teaching of Theology; but what sort of Theology\ncould he teach which would be acceptable to such superiors? He left\nRome, and settled down in Birmingham as the head of a small community of", "was not yet seventeen, 'and now comes the time of exhaustion.' But he\ndid not allow himself to rest, and a few months later he was writing to\na schoolfellow as follows:", "It was only natural that at such a moment his thoughts should return to\nOxford. For some years past proposals had been on foot for establishing" ], [ "Dr. Arnold waited in vain.", "with Dr. Arnold. The whole character of the man--so we are\nassured--stood at last revealed. His congregation sat in fixed attention\n(with the exception of the younger boys, whose thoughts occasionally", "France or Italy show us that Dr. Arnold preserved, in spite of the\ndistractions of foreign scenes and foreign manners, his accustomed\nhabits of mind. Taking very little interest in works of art, he was", "Early next morning he awoke with a sharp pain in his chest. The pain\nincreasing, a physician was sent for; and in the meantime Mrs. Arnold", "all the servants, rushed into the room, Dr. Arnold had passed from his\nperplexities forever.", "Dr. Arnold agreed. He was convinced of the necessity for reform. But it\nwas only natural that to one of his temperament and education it should\nhave been the moral rather than the intellectual side of the question", "Dr. Arnold was thinking of his great work on Church and State.", "visiting the good poor. Their reverent admiration for Dr. Arnold was no\nless remarkable. Whenever two of his old pupils met, they joined in his", "headmaster, Dr. Arnold began to feel that his work there was\naccomplished, and that he might look forward either to other labours or,\nperhaps, to a dignified retirement. But it was not to be.", "Mrs. Arnold, too, no doubt agreed with Carlyle. During the first eight\nyears of their married life, she bore him six children; and four more", "fit for use'. Places, no less than people, aroused similar reflections.\nBy Pompeii, Dr. Arnold was not particularly impressed.", "while Dr. Arnold's sermons, with their high-toned exhortations, their\ngrave and sombre messages of incalculable import, clothed, like Dr.", "In the earlier years of his headmastership Dr. Arnold had to face a good\ndeal of opposition. His advanced religious views were disliked, and", "Teachers and prophets have strange after-histories; and that of Dr.\nArnold has been no exception. The earnest enthusiast who strove to make", "That was all; and it was that that Dr. Arnold set himself to accomplish.\nBut how was he to achieve his end? Was he to improve the character of", "dread of some sudden manifestation of the sweeping gown, the majestic\ntone, the piercing glance, of Dr. Arnold. Among the lower forms of the\nschool his appearances were rare and transitory, and upon these young", "and pointing out the beauties of Nature, Dr. Arnold enjoyed, as he\nhimself would often say, 'an almost awful happiness'. Music he did not\nappreciate, though he occasionally desired his eldest boy, Matthew, to", "might have succeeded in carrying the parents of England with him. The\nmoment was ripe; there was a general desire for educational changes; and\nDr. Arnold's great reputation could hardly have been resisted. As it", "Dr. Arnold's energies were by no means exhausted by his duties at Rugby.\nHe became known not merely as a headmaster, but as a public man. He held", "Arnold's body in its gown and bands, in the traditional stiffness of a\nformal phraseology, reverberated through his adolescent ears. 'I used,'" ], [ "Gordon's help. Once more he was involved in great affairs: a new field\nof action opened before him; and then, in a moment, there was another", "Gordon's last great adventure, like his first, was occasioned by a\nreligious revolt. At the very moment when, apparently forever, he was", "camp was formed at Tientsin, and Gordon was occupied in setting up huts\nfor the troops. While he was thus engaged, he had a slight attack of", "Charles George Gordon was born in 1833. His father, of Highland and\nmilitary descent, was himself a Lieutenant-General; his mother came of a", "extraordinary development in General Gordon's opinions. But he might\nhave saved himself the trouble, for, in fact, it was less a development\nthan a reversion. Under the stress of the excitements and the realities", "That the English authorities should have seen fit to recognise Gordon's\nservices by the reward usually reserved for industrious clerks was\ntypical of their attitude towards him until the very end of his career.", "The critical fortnight during which these events took place was the\nfirst fortnight of March. By the close of it, Gordon's position had", "There was no further reference to Gordon in the official dispatches\nuntil after his return to England. Nor, before that date, was any", "more at the head of a formidable force. A prolonged campaign of extreme\ndifficulty and danger followed. Eventually, Gordon, summoned again to", "This singular person was General Gordon, and his book was the Holy\nBible.", "unimportant man. In spite of his achievements, in spite of a certain\ncelebrity--for 'Chinese Gordon' was still occasionally spoken of--he was\nunrecognised and almost unemployed.", "In spite of this little contretemps, Gordon was in the highest spirits.\nAt last his capacities had been recognised by his countrymen; at last he", "upon the point of opening the way to Gordon's first great adventure. In\n1837, a village schoolmaster near Canton had been attacked by illness;", "headlong into Gordon's schemes. He did neither; with a singular courage\nand a singular caution he progressed along a razor-edge. He devoted all\nhis energies to the double task of evolving a reasonable policy out of", "But it is time to return to the solidity of fact. Within a few hours of\nhis interview with the Ministers, Gordon had left England forever. At", "When, 1,500 miles to the southward, Gordon reached the seat of his\ngovernment, and the desolation of the Tropics closed over him, the", "commission had been appointed to improve the navigation of the Danube;\nand Gordon, who had acted on a similar body fifteen years earlier, was\nsent out to represent Great Britain. At Constantinople, he chanced to", "measured, unimpeachably correct. It would be difficult to think of a man\nmore completely the antithesis of Gordon. His temperament, all in", "rest of the Press, both in London and in the provinces, at once took up\nthe cry: General Gordon was a capable and energetic officer, he was a", "The Bison consented to everything; and then, on a flying visit to\nLondon, withdrew his consent and hastily returned to Scotland. Then for\nmany weeks all business was suspended; he had gout--gout in the" ], [ "imperialist section of the Government. Yet it is difficult to believe\nthat a man such as Lord Wolseley, for instance, with his knowledge of\naffairs and his knowledge of Gordon, could have altogether overlooked", "started. As it did so, Gordon leaned out and addressed a last whispered\nquestion to Lord Wolseley. Yes, it had been done. Lord Wolseley had seen", "trusted with such confidences; but unfortunately Gordon's strange\nexhilaration found other outlets. At Berber, in the course of a speech\nto the assembled chiefs, he revealed the intention of the Egyptian", "Gordon's help. Once more he was involved in great affairs: a new field\nof action opened before him; and then, in a moment, there was another", "clear enough to Sir Evelyn Baring, though, with characteristic\nreticence, he had abstained from giving expression to his thoughts. But,\neven if a general acquaintance with Gordon's life and character were not", "publicity finally came. Mr. Stead, its enterprising editor, went down to\nSouthampton the day after Gordon's arrival there, and obtained an", "extraordinary development in General Gordon's opinions. But he might\nhave saved himself the trouble, for, in fact, it was less a development\nthan a reversion. Under the stress of the excitements and the realities", "A few days later, it appeared that the conversation in the carriage at\nHeavitree had borne fruit. Gordon wrote a letter to Sir Samuel Baker,", "the English public at large, an exact account of his position. A cargo\nof documents, including Colonel Stewart's Diary of the siege and a\npersonal appeal for assistance addressed by Gordon to all the European", "unexpected quarter. Lord Hartington had been for some time convinced\nthat he was responsible for Gordon's appointment; and his conscience was\nbeginning to grow uncomfortable.", "is hardly supported by an examination of the facts. Already, early in\nDecember, and many weeks before Gordon's name had begun to figure in the\nnewspapers, Lord Granville had made his first effort to induce Sir", "in chains. When Gordon heard of it, he noted the fact grimly in his\ndiary, without a comment.", "There was no further reference to Gordon in the official dispatches\nuntil after his return to England. Nor, before that date, was any", "explanation. It has often been asserted that the true cause of Gordon's\nappointment was the clamour in the Press. It is said--among others, by", "which Gordon publicly expressed on January 9th and on January 14th; and\nit certainly seems strange that on January 10th and on January 14th,", "Gordon is in danger; you are bound to try to save him ... You have\nincurred a fearful responsibility.' With an unerring instinct, Her\nMajesty forestalled and expressed the popular sentiment. During April,", "The critical fortnight during which these events took place was the\nfirst fortnight of March. By the close of it, Gordon's position had", "information as to the condition of Khartoum, were immediately sent. When\nthe first rumours of the disaster reached Gordon, he pictured, in a", "correspondence any further'. After all, what could he do? He was still\nonly a secondary figure; his resignation would be accepted; he would be\ngiven a colonial governorship and Gordon would be no nearer safety. But", "purpose of the mission was simply the making of a report. On the very\nday of Gordon's departure, Lord Granville telegraphed to Sir Evelyn" ], [ "The changes which he did effect were of a very different nature. By\nintroducing morals and religion into his scheme of education, he altered\nthe whole atmosphere of public-school life. Henceforward the old", "education all through the public schools of England'. It is true that,\nso far as the actual machinery of education was concerned, Dr. Arnold\nnot only failed to effect a change, but deliberately adhered to the old", "him, the public school remained, in essentials, a conventional\nestablishment, devoted to the teaching of Greek and Latin grammar. Had\nhe set on foot reforms in these directions, it seems probable that he", "pupils, a picture of the public school education of the early nineteenth\ncentury, in its most characteristic state. It was a system of anarchy\ntempered by despotism. Hundreds of boys, herded together in", "For this purpose, the system, prevalent in most of the public schools of\nthe day, by which the elder boys were deputed to keep order in the", "From two sides this system of education was beginning to be assailed by\nthe awakening public opinion of the upper middle classes. On the one", "system. The monastic and literary conceptions of education, which had\ntheir roots in the Middle Ages, and had been accepted and strengthened\nat the revival of Learning, he adopted almost without hesitation. Under", "there were many parents to whom his system of school government did not\ncommend itself. But in time this hostility melted away. Succeeding\ngenerations of favourite pupils began to spread his fame through the", "of Oriel, predicting that if they elected Mr. Thomas Arnold he would\n'change the face of education all through the public schools of\nEngland', they hesitated no longer; obviously, Mr. Thomas Arnold was", "IN 1827 the headmastership of Rugby School fell vacant, and it became\nnecessary for the twelve trustees, noblemen and gentlemen of", "our public schools have turned for so long that we have almost come to\nbelieve that such is their essential nature, and that an English public\nschoolboy who wears the wrong clothes and takes no interest in football,", "Warwickshire, to appoint a successor to the post. Reform was in the\nair--political, social, religious; there was even a feeling abroad that\nour great public schools were not quite all that they should be, and", "In the earlier years of his headmastership Dr. Arnold had to face a good\ndeal of opposition. His advanced religious views were disliked, and", "There can be no doubt that Dr. Arnold's point of view was shared by the\ngreat mass of English parents. They cared very little for classical", "published works, composed during such intervals as he could spare from\nthe management of a great public school, filled, besides a large number\nof pamphlets and articles, no less than seventeen volumes. It was no", "And certainly, if he was to fulfil the prophecy of the Provost of Oriel,\nthe task before him was sufficiently perplexing. The public schools of", "and his duties. One Sub-Commission reorganised the medical statistics of\nthe Army; another established in spite of the last convulsive efforts of\nthe Department an Army Medical School. Finally, the Army Medical", "which he himself, perhaps, would have found perplexing. In his day, when\nthe school hours were over, the boys were free to enjoy themselves as", "education. As for the Church of England, she had tasted blood, and it\nwas clear that she would never again be content with a vegetable diet.\nHer clergy, however, maintained their reputation for judicious", "his pupils Christian gentlemen and who governed his school according to\nthe principles of the Old Testament, has proved to be the founder of the\nworship of athletics and the worship of good form. Upon those two poles" ], [ "IN the meantime, a series of events was taking place in another part of\nEngland, which was to have a no less profound effect upon Manning's", "Curiously enough a similar circumstance had, more than twenty years\nearlier, brought about a singular succession of events which were now", "Three more years passed, and then at last the pressure of time told; her\nfamily seemed to realise that she was old enough and strong enough to", "As the years passed, a restlessness began to grow upon her. She was\nunhappy, and at last she knew it. Mrs. Nightingale, too, began to notice", "And now that all this was over, now that Sebastopol had been, somehow or\nanother, taken; now that peace was, somehow or another, made; now that", "The retreat was a triumphal progress. The country, groaning under alien\nmisgovernment and vibrating with religious excitement, suddenly found in", "Gordon's last great adventure, like his first, was occasioned by a\nreligious revolt. At the very moment when, apparently forever, he was", "At about this time, the Curate of Littlemore had a singular experience.\nAs he was passing by the Church he noticed an old man, very poorly", "but at last they were exhausted. She was attacked by fever, and for a\nmoment came very near to death. Yet she worked on; if she could not\nmove, she could at least write, and write she did until her mind had", "these proceedings Manning had assuredly performed no small service for\nhis cause. Yet his modesty would not allow him to assume for himself a\ncredit which, after all, was due elsewhere; and when he told the story", "Coffee-rooms and reading-rooms, gymnasiums and workshops were\ninstituted. A new era did in truth appear to have begun. Already by 1861", "visit. Another of the guests, who was in the room at the moment, thus\ndescribes the scene: 'He took up the paper, his eye instantly fell on", "At the time, indeed, those works caused considerable scandal. Clergymen\ndenounced them in pamphlets. St. Cuthbert was described by his", "it was, born in the England of the nineteenth century, growing up in the\nvery seed-time of modern progress, coming to maturity with the first\nonrush of Liberalism, and living long enough to witness the victories of", "For the moment, however, it seemed as if the Fates had at last been\nsuccessful in their little game of shunting Manning. The splendid career", "moved under the stress of an impetus which finds no place in the popular\nimagination. A Demon possessed her. Now demons, whatever else they may", "At other times, she was better satisfied. Looking back, she was amazed\nby the enormous change which, since her early days, had come over the", "The old statesman was now entering upon the penultimate period of his\nenormous career. He who had once been the rising hope of the stern and", "This double promotion was the signal for the outbreak of an\nextraordinary internal struggle, which raged without intermission for\nthe next seven years, and was to end only with the accession of Manning", "story. It was not by gentle sweetness and womanly self-abnegation that\nshe had brought order out of chaos in the Scutari hospitals, that, from" ], [ "EVERY one knows the popular conception of Florence Nightingale. The\nsaintly, self-sacrificing woman, the delicate maiden of high degree who", "THE name of Florence Nightingale lives in the memory of the world by\nvirtue of the lurid and heroic adventure of the Crimea. Had she died--as", "was needed then for Florence Nightingale. For dark as had been the\npicture of the state of affairs at Scutari, revealed to the English\npublic in the dispatches of \"The Times Correspondent\", and in a", "of Army nursing and had decided views upon hospital reform? They would\nhave politely ignored her; but it was impossible to ignore Flo\nNightingale. When she spoke, they were obliged to listen; and, when they", "Sidney Herbert was an intimate friend of Miss Nightingale's, convinced,\nfrom personal experience in charitable work, of her supreme capacity.\nAfter such premises, it seems hardly more than a matter of course that", "could, indeed, hardly have been more glorious than her Crimean triumphs,\nbut it was certainly more important. The true history was far stranger\neven than the myth. In Miss Nightingale's own eyes the adventure of the", "Sir E. Cook. Life of Florence Nightingale.\n A. W. Kinglake. The Invasion of the Crimea.", "For many years it was de rigueur for the newly appointed Viceroy, before\nhe left England, to pay a visit to Miss Nightingale.", "downstairs. There he sat, transacting business answering correspondence,\ninterviewing callers, and exchanging innumerable notes with the unseen\npower above. Sometimes word came down that Miss Nightingale was just", "presence in the Crimea he had considered an intrusion; but he was now to\nlearn that such tricks were thrown away upon Miss Nightingale. With\nextraordinary foresight, she had brought with her a great supply of", "engineer; and in some of her speculations she seems hardly to\ndistinguish between the Deity and the Drains. As one turns over these\nsingular pages, one has the impression that Miss Nightingale has got the", "woman appearing in such a capacity was unheard of; and no one even\nsuggested the possibility of Miss Nightingale's doing so. The result was\nthat she was obliged to remain behind the scenes throughout, to coach", "EMINENT VICTORIANS\n\nby Lytton Strachey", "Mr. Macdonald did not waste further time with Lord Stratford, and\nimmediately joined forces with Miss Nightingale. But, with such a frame", "That career would certainly have been very different if he had never\nknown Miss Nightingale. The alliance between them which had begun with\nher appointment to Scutari, which had grown closer and closer while the", "be, are full of interest. And so it happens that in the real Miss\nNightingale there was more that was interesting than in the legendary\none; there was also less that was agreeable.", "hand-to-hand encounter between Lord Panmure and Miss Nightingale took\nplace. They met, and Miss Nightingale was victorious; Sidney Herbert was", "surely Florence might at least spend the summer in the country. At\ntimes, indeed, among her intimates, Mrs. Nightingale almost wept. 'We", "herself was deeply moved. She made repeated inquiries as to the welfare\nof Miss Nightingale; she asked to see her accounts of the wounded, and\nmade her the intermediary between the throne and the troops.", "As the years passed, a restlessness began to grow upon her. She was\nunhappy, and at last she knew it. Mrs. Nightingale, too, began to notice" ], [ "The discussions which followed were, naturally enough, numerous,\ncomplicated, and embittered, and in all of them Manning played a", "Manning was now an old man, and his outward form had assumed that\nappearance of austere asceticism which is, perhaps, the one thing", "Yet, he was not altogether without his consolations; Manning took care\nto see to that. His piercing eye had detected the secret way into the", "The proposal was certainly not favoured by Manning. Protests and\nprocrastinations, approving Wegg-Prossers and cork-like Lord\nFeildings--all this was feeding the wind and folly; the time for action\nhad come.", "The crisis passed, but it was succeeded by a fiercer one. Manning was\ntaken seriously ill, and became convinced that he might die at any", "Manning was an Archdeacon; but he was not yet out of the woods. His\nrelations with the Tractarians had leaked out, and the Record was", "seemed against Manning. The whole English episcopate was opposed to him;\nhe had quarrelled with the Chapter; he was a convert of but few years'", "It had been his father's wish that Manning should go into the Church;\nbut the thought disgusted him; and when he reached Oxford, his tastes,", "The Archbishop of Trebizond had been for some time growing more and more\nsuspicious of Manning's influence, and this sudden elevation appeared to", "MANNING'S appointment filled his opponents with alarm. Wrath and\nvengeance seemed to be hanging over them; what might not be expected", "Manning was safe; and the appointment was accordingly made--behind Mrs.\nShuttleworth's back. She was furious, but it was too late; Manning was", "For several years after his wife's death, Manning was occupied with\nthese new activities, while his relations with Newman developed into", "For the moment, however, it seemed as if the Fates had at last been\nsuccessful in their little game of shunting Manning. The splendid career", "before Manning saw where the key of the whole position lay. As in the\nold days, at Chichester, he had secured the goodwill of Bishop", "to refer to his relations with the late Cardinal. Manning's conversion\nwas, he said,", "Manning went on to discuss the course of events which would lead to the\nfinal catastrophe. But this subject, he confessed,", "It was at this time that Manning became intimate with a pious lady, the\nsister of one of his College friends, whom he used to describe as his", "and at last was foolish enough to accuse Manning of peculation to his\nface; after that it was clear that his day was over; he was forced to", "When all was over, Manning thought that the time had come for a\nreconciliation. He made advances through a common friend; what had he", "This double promotion was the signal for the outbreak of an\nextraordinary internal struggle, which raged without intermission for\nthe next seven years, and was to end only with the accession of Manning" ], [ "Cardinal. His Holiness welcomed the proposal; but, he said, he could do\nnothing until he knew the views of Cardinal Manning. Thereupon, the Duke", "Cardinal Manning", "to refer to his relations with the late Cardinal. Manning's conversion\nwas, he said,", "children from the Workhouses, Manning was again indispensable. No wonder\nCardinal Wiseman soon determined to find some occupation of special\nimportance for the energetic convert. He had long wished to establish a", "circumstance and character? Cardinal Wiseman was slowly dying; the\ntiller of the Church was slipping from his feeble hand; and Manning was", "MANNING was now thirty-eight, and it was clear that he was the rising\nman in the Church of England. He had many powerful connections: he was", "Cardinals met only once or twice. After one of these occasions, on\nreturning to the Oratory, Cardinal Newman said, 'What do you think\nCardinal Manning did to me? He kissed me!'", "personages of the Papal court, and enjoyed the privilege of constant\ninterviews with the Holy Father. At the same time, he was able to make\nhimself useful in London, where Cardinal Wiseman, the newly created", "It so happened that it was at this very time that Manning was appointed\nto the See of Westminster. The destinies of the two men, which had run", "after two numbers had appeared, Dr. Ullathorne, the Bishop of\nBirmingham, called upon him, and gently hinted that he had better leave\nthe paper alone. Its tone was not liked at Rome; it had contained an", "J. E. C. Bodley. Cardinal Manning and Other Essays.\n F. W. Cornish. The English Church in the Nineteenth Century.\n Dean Church. The Oxford Movement.", "The confederates matured their plans. While Newman was making his\narrangements for the Oxford Oratory, Cardinal Reisach visited London.", "engaged contributors, and composed a long and learned prolegomena to the\nwork. It was all useless; Cardinal Wiseman began to think of other\nthings; and the scheme faded imperceptibly into thin air. Then a new", "Manning, one of the most noted and determined of the Tractarians, had\nacted a conspicuous part on the occasion'. It was clear that the only", "without the presence of Cardinal Manning. A special degree of precedence\nwas accorded to him. Though the rank of a Cardinal-Archbishop is\nofficially unknown in England, his name appeared in public documents--as", "imaginations, in some instinctive manner, had been touched. Many who had\nhardly seen him declared that in Cardinal Manning they had lost their\nbest friend. Was it the magnetic vigour of the dead man's spirit that", "Archbishop of Westminster, was seeking to reanimate the Roman Catholic\ncommunity. Manning was not only extremely popular in the pulpit and in", "reward for such a life, and accordingly the Duke of Norfolk,\nrepresenting the Catholic laity of England, visited Manning, and\nsuggested that he should forward the proposal to the Vatican. Manning", "his blood were brought over to Bayswater from Milan. Almost at the same\ntime the Pope signified his appreciation of Manning's efforts by\nappointing him Provost of the Chapter of Westminster--a position which", "Speaking of this correspondence in after years, Cardinal Manning said:\n'From the way in which Mr. Gladstone alluded to the overcasting of our\nfriendship, people might have thought that I had picked his pocket.'" ], [ "revolutions. The effete Egyptian Empire was hovering upon the verge of\ncollapse. The enormous territories of the Sudan were seething with\ndiscontent. Gordon's administration had, by its very vigour, only helped", "commission which should set matters to rights. Gordon accepted the post,\nbut soon found that his situation was untenable. He was between the\ndevil and the deep sea--between the unscrupulous cunning of the Egyptian", "trusted with such confidences; but unfortunately Gordon's strange\nexhilaration found other outlets. At Berber, in the course of a speech\nto the assembled chiefs, he revealed the intention of the Egyptian", "Gordon would be useful in Egypt; Sir Evelyn Baring had replied that the\nEgyptian Government was averse to this proposal, and the matter had\ndropped.", "is a father'; it was true that, only a few days previously, on his way\nto Egypt, Gordon himself had been so convinced of the dangerous\ncharacter of Zobeir that he had recommended by telegram his removal to", "advanced to enable one of Gordon's small steamers to pass over the\ncataracts down to Egypt in safety. He determined to seize the\nopportunity of laying before the authorities in Cairo and London, and", "offered him, as an inducement to remain in the Egyptian service, a\nposition of still higher consequence--the Governor-Generalship of the\nwhole Sudan; and Gordon once more took up his task. Another three years", "a new perception of the dishonesty and incompetence of their Egyptian\nmasters. When, after Gordon's removal, the rule of the Pashas once more", "by British troops, followed by a British occupation? And, behind all\nthese questions, a still larger question loomed. The position of the\nEnglish in Egypt itself was still ambiguous; the future was obscure; how", "It was clear that a disturbing influence had found its way into Gordon's\nmind. His thoughts, wandering through Africa, flitted to the Sudan; they", "In Cairo, in spite of the hostilities of the past, Gordon was received\nwith every politeness. He was at once proclaimed Governor-General of the", "In the meantime, Gordon, with the Sudan upon his lips, with the Sudan in\nhis imagination, had hurried to Brussels, to obtain from the King of the", "was his intention to take no risks; he would advance in force up the\nNile; he had determined that the fate of Gordon should not depend upon\nthe dangerous hazards of a small and hasty exploit. There is no", "Relief came at last. The Khedive Ismail was deposed; and Gordon felt at\nliberty to send in his resignation. Before he left Egypt, however, he", "imperceptibly perhaps, to substitute for its policy of withdrawal a\npolicy of advance? Was it not possible that General Gordon might get\ninto difficulties, that he might be surrounded and cut off from Egypt'?", "Gordon's services should be utilised in Egypt. But Sir Evelyn Baring,\nfor the second time, rejected the proposal.", "Baring as follows: 'Gordon suggests that it may be announced in Egypt\nthat he is on his way to Khartoum to arrange for the future settlement", "Egyptian affairs, alluded to Gordon once or twice as a geographical\nexpert; but, in an enumeration of the leading authorities on the Sudan,", "in his government. Once, when the Khedive's finances had become\npeculiarly embroiled, he summoned Gordon to Cairo to preside over a", "henceforward an impossibility. The whole scheme of the Gordon mission\nhad irremediably collapsed; worse still, Gordon himself, so far from\nhaving effected the evacuation of the Sudan, was surrounded by the" ], [ "of the fourth, he had realised that the Cabinet had decided to postpone\nthe relief of Gordon indefinitely. At the end of the fifth, he had come", "Gordon's danger. At the end of the third, he had made an attempt to\ninduce the Cabinet to send an expedition to Gordon's relief. At the end", "panic after the Hicks disaster, had supposed. Gordon was of opinion that\nit was capable of sustaining a siege of many months. With his usual\nvigour, he had already begun to prepare an elaborate system of", "December 30th--more than a fortnight after the last entry in Gordon's\nJournal--that Sir Herbert Stewart, at the head of 1,100 British troops,", "the relief of General Gordon, should they become necessary'. The money\nwas voted; and even then, at that last hour, Mr. Gladstone made another,\nfinal, desperate twist. Trying to save himself by the proviso which he", "twenty-four hours. It was not until January 28th that Sir Charles\nWilson, arriving under a heavy fire within sight of Khartoum, saw that", "The critical fortnight during which these events took place was the\nfirst fortnight of March. By the close of it, Gordon's position had", "and had not succeeded. At the end of the seventh, he had succeeded in\nputting pressure upon Mr. Gladstone; the relief expedition had been\nordered; he could do no more.", "more menacing character. The lack of provisions now for the first time\nbegan to make itself felt. November 30th--the date fixed by Gordon as\nthe last possible moment of his resistance--came and went; the", "feel that he knew the mind or intention of the Government in respect of\nthe relief of General Gordon'. The month was spent in a succession of\nstubborn efforts to wring from Mr. Gladstone some definite statement", "that moment--it was less than a month from Gordon's arrival at\nKhartoum--the situation of the town was desperate. The line of\ncommunications was cut. Though it still might be possible for occasional", "subscriptions towards a relief fund. At the beginning of May, the public\nalarm reached a climax. It now appeared to be certain, not only that\nGeneral Gordon was in imminent danger, but that no steps had yet been", "Evelyn Baring's final dispatch, decided to take no immediate measures\nfor Gordon's relief. From that moment it was clear that there was only", "was not fifteen days' food in the town; 'truly I am worn to a shadow\nwith the food question', Gordon wrote; 'it is one continuous demand'. At", "The delay of the expedition was even more serious than Gordon had\nsupposed. Lord Wolseley had made the most elaborate preparations. He had", "The relief expedition had begun, and at the same moment a new phase\nopened at Khartoum. The annual rising of the Nile was now sufficiently", "would be necessary to send a relief expedition to Khartoum. But, he\ncould see no sufficient reason to believe that it was the fact.\nCommunications, it was true, had been interrupted between Khartoum and", "Gordon resigned his command; and it was only with the utmost reluctance\nthat he agreed at last to resume it. An arduous and terrible series of", "and upon which depended the whole success of the campaign, would be\nunable to surmount the cataracts. At the same time--it was by then the\nmiddle of November--a message arrived from Gordon indicating that", "the hands of the enemy, Gordon set his teeth, and sat down to wait and\nto hope, as best he might. With unceasing energy he devoted himself to\nthe strengthening of his defences and the organisation of his" ], [ "of the private consultations preceding the Conclave, a Cardinal\nsuggested that Manning should succeed to the Papacy. He replied that he\nwas unfit for the position, because it was essential for the interests", "to refer to his relations with the late Cardinal. Manning's conversion\nwas, he said,", "circumstance and character? Cardinal Wiseman was slowly dying; the\ntiller of the Church was slipping from his feeble hand; and Manning was", "of Norfolk wrote to Manning, explaining what had occurred; shortly\nafterwards, Manning's letter of recommendation, after a delay of six\nmonths, reached the Pope, and the offer of a Cardinalate was immediately", "IN 1875, Manning's labours received their final reward: he was made a\nCardinal. His long and strange career, with its high hopes, its bitter", "keep the laity in order.' Manning had no thought of 'yielding'; but, he\npointed out to his agitated friend that an open conflict between himself", "Cardinal. His Holiness welcomed the proposal; but, he said, he could do\nnothing until he knew the views of Cardinal Manning. Thereupon, the Duke", "It so happened that it was at this very time that Manning was appointed\nto the See of Westminster. The destinies of the two men, which had run", "MANNING was now thirty-eight, and it was clear that he was the rising\nman in the Church of England. He had many powerful connections: he was", "children from the Workhouses, Manning was again indispensable. No wonder\nCardinal Wiseman soon determined to find some occupation of special\nimportance for the energetic convert. He had long wished to establish a", "Even before his accession to the Archbishopric, Manning had scented a\npeculiar peril in Newman's Oxford scheme, and so soon as he came into", "his blood were brought over to Bayswater from Milan. Almost at the same\ntime the Pope signified his appreciation of Manning's efforts by\nappointing him Provost of the Chapter of Westminster--a position which", "of the Holy See that the next Pope should be an Italian. The suggestion\nwas pressed, but Manning held firm. Thus it happened that the Triple\nTiara seemed to come, for a moment, within the grasp of the late", "It had been his father's wish that Manning should go into the Church;\nbut the thought disgusted him; and when he reached Oxford, his tastes,", "upon the Cardinal's table. This proved too much for one of the faithful\ntonsured dependents of the place, and he ventured to expostulate with\nhis master. But he never did so again.", "Yet, he was not altogether without his consolations; Manning took care\nto see to that. His piercing eye had detected the secret way into the", "deathbed. Manning thought for a moment that his labours had been in vain\nand that all was lost. But the Cardinal recovered; Monsignor Talbot used", "new and far more deadly question; for the position of Dr. Errington\nhimself was at stake. The Cardinal, in spite of illness, indolence, and\nthe ties of friendship, had been brought at last to an extraordinary", "which he was to remain until extreme old age. Why should there be\nanything better in store for Manning? Yet it so happened that within\nfourteen years of his conversion Manning was Archbishop of Westminster", "Manning was an Archdeacon; but he was not yet out of the woods. His\nrelations with the Tractarians had leaked out, and the Record was" ], [ "EMINENT VICTORIANS\n\nby Lytton Strachey", "them, in Rugby; and the condescension with which he shook hands with old\nmen and women of the working classes was long remembered in the\nneighbourhood. As for the others, he regarded them with horror and", "the rolling periods of the Caroline divines; but it only strutted the\nmore truculently. Then in despair he plunged into the writings of the", "coldly, when somebody asked him what he thought of the Apologia: 'it is\nlike listening to the voice of one from the dead.' And such voices, with", "her high argument and of the artisans, the bitter creature rails through\na hundred pages of close print at the falsities of family life, the\nineptitudes of marriage, the emptinesses of convention, in the spirit of", "The proposal was certainly not favoured by Manning. Protests and\nprocrastinations, approving Wegg-Prossers and cork-like Lord\nFeildings--all this was feeding the wind and folly; the time for action\nhad come.", "hundred and twenty-five workmen were immediately engaged, and the work\nwas begun. The workmen struck; whereupon Lord Stratford washed his hands", "ineptitude and the faithlessness of the English Government. He poured\nout his satire upon officials and diplomatists. He drew caricatures, in", "ambiguous feelings. He jibed at him as a vulgar impostor; but it is easy\nto perceive, under his scornful jocularities, the traces of an uneasy\nrespect.", "that he had not been altogether convinced by Miss Nightingale's proof of\nthe existence of God. Miss Nightingale was surprised and mortified; she\nhad thought better of Mr. Mill; for surely her proof of the existence of", "She was heroic; and these were the humble tributes paid by those of\ngrosser mould to that high quality. Certainly, she was heroic. Yet her", "speechless with astonishment, and at last observed that Miss\nNightingale's appointment was extremely droll.", "in a wealthy household. It is a cri du coeur; and then, as suddenly, she\nreturns once more to instruct the artisans upon the nature of Omnipotent\nRighteousness.", "At one time, during several weeks, her vituperations descended upon the\nhead of Sidney Herbert himself. He had misinterpreted her wishes, he had", "their tone of tedious panegyric, their lamentable lack of selection, of\ndetachment, of design? They are as familiar as the cortege of the", "passion for felling trees, Gordon leaves him unnoticed while he lavishes\nhis sardonic humour upon Lord Granville. But in truth Lord Granville was", "In spite of the involutions of his intellect and the contortions of his\nspirit, it is impossible not to perceive a strain of naivete in Mr.", "was cynical; perhaps he was not quite great enough for that. He looked\nforward to a pleasant retirement--a country place--some literary\nrecreations. He had been careful to keep up his classics. His ambition", "agony to him. His caustic and satirical humour expressed itself in a\nstyle that astounded government departments. While he jibed at his\nsuperiors, his subordinates learned to dread the explosions of his", "friends. Owing to a misunderstanding, he believed that Sir Evelyn Baring\nwas accompanying the expedition from Egypt, and some of his latest and\nmost successful satirical fancies played around the vision of the" ], [ "and pointing out the beauties of Nature, Dr. Arnold enjoyed, as he\nhimself would often say, 'an almost awful happiness'. Music he did not\nappreciate, though he occasionally desired his eldest boy, Matthew, to", "France or Italy show us that Dr. Arnold preserved, in spite of the\ndistractions of foreign scenes and foreign manners, his accustomed\nhabits of mind. Taking very little interest in works of art, he was", "There can be no doubt that Dr. Arnold's point of view was shared by the\ngreat mass of English parents. They cared very little for classical", "Dr. Arnold agreed. He was convinced of the necessity for reform. But it\nwas only natural that to one of his temperament and education it should\nhave been the moral rather than the intellectual side of the question", "education all through the public schools of England'. It is true that,\nso far as the actual machinery of education was concerned, Dr. Arnold\nnot only failed to effect a change, but deliberately adhered to the old", "have made acquaintance with some of the good poor,' he wrote to a\nCambridge undergraduate. 'I quite agree with you that it is most\ninstructive to visit them.' Dr. Arnold himself occasionally visited", "that Arnold has any serious scruples of the UNDERSTANDING about it, but\nit is a defect of his mind that he cannot get rid of a certain feeling", "The question seems difficult to answer, but Keble had, as a matter of\nfact, forestalled the argument in the following passage, which had\napparently escaped the notice of the Rev. Mr. Maitland:", "the world--except one: that which had preceded the fall of man from\nParadise. Had he lived then, Dr. Arnold would have been a Conservative.", "ignore the virtues of respectability. Again, by his introduction of the\nprefectorial system, Dr. Arnold produced far-reaching effects--effects", "Teachers and prophets have strange after-histories; and that of Dr.\nArnold has been no exception. The earnest enthusiast who strove to make", "Mrs. Arnold, too, no doubt agreed with Carlyle. During the first eight\nyears of their married life, she bore him six children; and four more", "Upon the boys in the Sixth Form, indeed, a strange burden would seem to\nhave fallen. Dr. Arnold himself was very well aware of this. 'I cannot", "Dr. Arnold was thinking of his great work on Church and State.", "fit for use'. Places, no less than people, aroused similar reflections.\nBy Pompeii, Dr. Arnold was not particularly impressed.", "of objections.' What was to be done? Keble's advice was peremptory.\nArnold was 'bid to pause in his inquiries, to pray earnestly for help", "In the earlier years of his headmastership Dr. Arnold had to face a good\ndeal of opposition. His advanced religious views were disliked, and", "is a contradiction in terms. Yet it was not so before Dr. Arnold; will\nit always be so after him? We shall see.", "dread of some sudden manifestation of the sweeping gown, the majestic\ntone, the piercing glance, of Dr. Arnold. Among the lower forms of the\nschool his appearances were rare and transitory, and upon these young", "might have succeeded in carrying the parents of England with him. The\nmoment was ripe; there was a general desire for educational changes; and\nDr. Arnold's great reputation could hardly have been resisted. As it" ] ]

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[ [ "'Runnymede' (so the Mumfords' house was named) stood on its own\nlittle plot of ground in one of the tree-shadowed roads which", "A fortnight passed, and the Mumfords once more lived in\nenjoyment of tranquillity, though Emmeline could not quite recover", "Then restlessness again came upon her. One day she all but declared\nher disappointment that the Mumfords saw so few people. Emmeline,\nrepeating this to her husband, avowed a certain compunction.", "intercourse between the Mumfords and their only familiar\nacquaintances at Sutton. Mrs. Fentiman liked to talk of purely\ndomestic matters, and in a stranger's presence she was never at", "could have been more delightful. She had quite made up her mind to\nhave a house, some day, at Sutton. She hoped the Mumfords would", "Astonished, Mumford drew aside with her to a quiet part of the long\nplatform. Louise, keeping a very grave countenance, told him rapidly\nall that had befallen since his departure from home in the morning.", "Mumford closed the door of the room, shutting out Cobb and the cook\nand the housemaid. He repeated the story Cobb had told him, and", "'Something like the Mumfords'. It needn't be quite so large,' she\nadded quickly; 'but a house with a garden, in a nice road, and in a\nrespectable part.'", "'Mrs. Mumford, I want to say good-bye.'\n\n'Oh, yes,' Emmeline answered civilly, but without a smile.\n'Good-bye, Miss Derrick.'", "It had not hitherto been the Mumfords' wont to dress for dinner, but\nthis evening they did so, and obviously to Miss Derrick's", "mother pass upstairs, both silent. Mumford, too well aware that yet\nanother disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to\nread, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that", "'Whilst we're thoroughly upset,' replied Mumford, with irritation at\nthis purposeless talk, 'hadn't we better leave the house and go to\nlive as far away as possible?'", "It was Mumford who saw the advertisement and made the suggestion.\nHis wife gave him a startled look.\n\n'But--you don't mean that it's necessary? Have we been extrav--'", "'Mrs. Mumford,' said the girl, 'this is my mother. Mother, this is\nMrs. Mumford. And now, please, let me go somewhere while you have\nyour talk.'", "About a year ago there had been a little misunderstanding between\nMr. and Mrs. Mumford, which lasted for some twenty-four hours,", "Mumford was strongly tempted to reveal what had happened at the\nstation, but he saw danger alike in disclosure and in reticence.", "her old self. They never spoke of the dread experiences through\nwhich they had gone. Mumford's holiday time approached, and they\nwere making arrangements for a visit to the seaside, when one", "As the train came in she took up a position near the exit. Among the\npeople who had alighted, her eye soon perceived Clarence Mumford.\nShe stepped up to him and drew his attention.", "seem to think of opening. After a glance or two of discreet\ncuriosity, Mrs. Mumford left the room. Daily duties called for\nattention, and she was not at all inclined to talk further with", "Mrs. Mumford was offended, and showed it.\n\n'I have a perfect right, and I shall do so. Please don't let us\nquarrel. You may be fond of it, but I am not.'" ], [ "'So he has paid the money! I'm very glad of that.'\n\n'Mr. Cobb insisted on paying,' Mrs. Mumford answered with reserve.\n'We could not hurt his feelings by refusing.'", "Early in the afternoon, as Mrs. Mumford was making ready to go out,\nthe servant announced to her that a gentleman had called to see Miss", "mother pass upstairs, both silent. Mumford, too well aware that yet\nanother disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to\nread, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that", "Mrs. Higgins by her daughter's bedside, which naturally involved her\npresence as a guest at table, and the endurance of her conversation\nwhenever she chose to come downstairs. Mumford urged his wife to", "get him to pay for the furniture destroyed. If Mrs. Mumford would\nbut forgive her! And so on, as her poor body agonised, and the blood\ngrew feverish in her veins.", "'Upstairs. She got rather badly burnt, I'm afraid. We've sent for a\ndoctor.'\n\n'And here I am,' spoke a voice behind them. 'Sorry to see this, Mr.\nMumford.'", "GUTENBERG EBOOK THE PAYING GUEST ***\n\n\n\n\nProduced by Charles Aldarondo. HTML version by Al Haines.", "The Paying Guest\n\n\nby\n\nGeorge Gissing\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER I", "'Dear Mrs. Mumford,' it ran, 'L. is coming to-morrow morning, and I\nhope you won't repent. There's just one thing I meant to have said", "\"paying guest,\" they hoped she would remain with them for a year or\ntwo at least. But already Louise had dropped hints such as Emmeline\ncould not fail to understand, and her avowal of serious interest in", "intercourse between the Mumfords and their only familiar\nacquaintances at Sutton. Mrs. Fentiman liked to talk of purely\ndomestic matters, and in a stranger's presence she was never at", "It was Mumford who saw the advertisement and made the suggestion.\nHis wife gave him a startled look.\n\n'But--you don't mean that it's necessary? Have we been extrav--'", "A slight emphasis on the \"he\" touched Mrs. Mumford unpleasantly. She\nrose, and began to pick out some overblown flowers from a vase on", "Mumford closed the door of the room, shutting out Cobb and the cook\nand the housemaid. He repeated the story Cobb had told him, and", "'Mrs. Mumford,' said the girl, 'this is my mother. Mother, this is\nMrs. Mumford. And now, please, let me go somewhere while you have\nyour talk.'", "'Now look here, mother,' she said, when silence came for a moment,\n'you can't expect Mrs. Mumford to have a lot of strangers coming to", "'Of course you could. Really, it seems almost a duty to take\nher--doesn't it?'\n\nSo the matter was settled, and Mumford ran off gaily to catch his\ntrain.", "'It's all right,' said a man who stood in the doorway. 'You Mr.\nMumford? It's all right. There's been a fire, but we've got it out.'", "servants' mercy. On her return, late in the evening, she entered\nflurried and perspiring, and asked the servant who admitted her\nwhere Mrs. Mumford was.", "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give" ], [ "After saying good-night, she called to Emmeline from her bedroom\ndoor. Entering the room, Mrs. Mumford saw the open letter in\nLouise's hand, and read in her face a desire of confession.", "The first sight of the portly lady made the situation clearer to\nMrs. Mumford. Louise Derrick represented a certain stage of", "Astonished, Mumford drew aside with her to a quiet part of the long\nplatform. Louise, keeping a very grave countenance, told him rapidly\nall that had befallen since his departure from home in the morning.", "Louise often used expressions which to a stranger would have implied\nthat her intimacy with Mrs. Mumford was of years' standing. 'He\nwrote for the first time last week. Such a silly letter! I wish you", "Louise, and announced her marriage. 'Dear Mrs. Mumford,--I know\nyou'll be glad to hear it's all over. It was to have been at the end", "Derrick; on learning that Miss Derrick was away, he had asked sundry\nquestions, and ended by requesting an interview with Mrs. Mumford.\nHis name was Cobb.", "Mumford and his wife glanced at each other. Yes, they could go; it\nwas very kind of Miss Derrick; but--", "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give", "fire. Of course it came from Louise, and, though she professed\nherself very much annoyed, Mrs. Mumford had no choice but to\nacknowledge it in a civil little note addressed to Coburg Lodge.", "heard at Mrs. Jolliffe's, and ending with the outrageous arrogance\nof Mrs. Mumford's latest remark. Louise listened with a smile.", "Three days later Miss Derrick arrived, bringing with her something\nlike half-a-ton of luggage. She bounded up the doorsteps, and,\nmeeting Mrs. Mumford in the hall, kissed her fervently.", "LOUISE E. DERRICK.' Finally she penned a reply to Mr. Cobb, and\nthis, after a glance at a railway time-table, gave her no trouble at", "Louise, summoned to the drawing-room, looked rather tired of\nwaiting.\n\n'When can you have me, Mrs. Mumford?' she asked. 'I've quite made up\nmy mind to come.'", "mother pass upstairs, both silent. Mumford, too well aware that yet\nanother disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to\nread, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that", "'What will the Mumfords say?' Louise asked of a sudden, trying to\nraise herself.\n\n'Leave all that to me,' Cobb replied reassuringly. 'I'll make it all\nright; don't trouble yourself.'", "'Mrs. Mumford isn't at home,' answered Louise, with bold mendacity.\n'And a very good thing too. I should be sorry for her to see you in\nthe state you're in.'", "of his first marriage--her poor mother died at the birth, and she's\nolder than Louise. I don't mind telling _you_, Mrs. Mumford, she's", "Not half an hour after Cobb's departure Louise returned. Emmeline\nwas surprised to see her back so soon; they met near the railway\nstation as Mrs. Mumford was on her way to a shop in High Street.", "It was Mumford who saw the advertisement and made the suggestion.\nHis wife gave him a startled look.\n\n'But--you don't mean that it's necessary? Have we been extrav--'", "Very soon after Mumford's departure, Louise begged for a few\nminutes' private talk." ], [ "In this respect Miss Derrick proved a congenial companion. Louise\nmade no pretence of rural inclinations, but had a great liking for", "Next morning arrived a letter, signed 'Louise E. Derrick.' The\nwriter said she had been waiting to compare and think over some two", "of Louise, in a dressing-gown and slippers, with a shawl wrapped\nabout the upper part of her body.", "The first sight of the portly lady made the situation clearer to\nMrs. Mumford. Louise Derrick represented a certain stage of", "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "'Oh!' Emmeline exclaimed. 'How can you have anything to do with such\na man?'\n\n'He's very nice sometimes,' answered Louise, thoughtfully.", "Louise often used expressions which to a stranger would have implied\nthat her intimacy with Mrs. Mumford was of years' standing. 'He\nwrote for the first time last week. Such a silly letter! I wish you", "Louise--' She stopped to wipe her face. 'I dessay she's told you\nthat Mr. 'Iggins, who was a widower when I met him, has a daughter", "Emmeline produced a letter which had arrived for Miss Derrick.\n\n'Why didn't you give it me before?' Louise exclaimed, impatiently.", "Louise's dress, well sprinkled with paraffin, aided the\nconflagration. Cobb, of course, saw only the danger to the girl. He", "'Well, they're very nice people,' said Louise, with a little sigh.\n'And I like your sister so much. I'm glad she asked me to go and see", "of his first marriage--her poor mother died at the birth, and she's\nolder than Louise. I don't mind telling _you_, Mrs. Mumford, she's", "LOUISE E. DERRICK.' Finally she penned a reply to Mr. Cobb, and\nthis, after a glance at a railway time-table, gave her no trouble at", "and by Louise cheerfully sacrificed; she could not rest till new\npurchases had been made. So, after early luncheon, they took train\nto Victoria, Louise insisting that all the expenses should be hers.", "pleasure that her mind seemed to have a very wholesome tone. Louise\nmight commit follies, and be guilty of bad taste to any extent, but\nnothing in her savoured of depravity.", "Louise stood in an attitude of joyous excitement, her eyes\nsparkling. But at the first glance she perceived that her lover's", "the table near her. Presently Louise became silent. Before either of\nthem spoke again a postman's knock sounded at the house-door, and\nEmmeline went to see what letter had been delivered. It was for Miss", "'I shall say nothing more about it, Louise. It isn't my business\nto--'\n\nThe girl's face threatened a tempest. As Emmeline was moving away,\nshe rudely obstructed her.", "Meanwhile, Emmeline sat by the bedside and listened to the\nhysterical lamentation in which Louise gave her own--the", "its socket. At his fierce command, the woman supported Louise into\nthe garden, and thence, after a minute or two of faintness on the" ], [ "Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down,\nhurried to inquire after Louise. She lay on a couch, wrapped in a", "'There, you may read that,' said Louise, holding out a letter. 'It's\nfrom Mr. Cobb; came yesterday, but I didn't care to talk about it\nthen. Yes, please read it; I want you to.'", "'Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Cobb,' in gilt lettering, occupied the middle,\nand across the right-hand upper corner ran 'Louise E. Derrick,' an\narrow transfixing the maiden surname.", "Cobb, inflamed with desire and jealousy, made an effort to recapture\nher. Louise sprang away from him; but immediately behind her lay the", "LOUISE E. DERRICK.' Finally she penned a reply to Mr. Cobb, and\nthis, after a glance at a railway time-table, gave her no trouble at", "Louise's dress, well sprinkled with paraffin, aided the\nconflagration. Cobb, of course, saw only the danger to the girl. He", "Louise. The girl, as soon as she found herself alone, broke Mr.\nCobb's envelope, which contained four sides of bold handwriting--not", "'What will the Mumfords say?' Louise asked of a sudden, trying to\nraise herself.\n\n'Leave all that to me,' Cobb replied reassuringly. 'I'll make it all\nright; don't trouble yourself.'", "Cobb was distinguished by a personal delicacy which no doubt had\nimpressed Louise, say what she might of pretended fears. At parting,\nhe merely shook hands with her, as always.", "had made to Mrs. Mumford. In talking with Cobb, Louise seemed to\ndrop a degree or so in social status; her language was much less\ncareful than when she conversed with the Mumfords, and even her", "In another room, Louise lay communing with her thoughts, which were\nnot at all disagreeable. She had written to Cobb, telling him what", "Derrick; on learning that Miss Derrick was away, he had asked sundry\nquestions, and ended by requesting an interview with Mrs. Mumford.\nHis name was Cobb.", "'It's a bad job, Mr. Mumford. My name is Cobb: I daresay you've\nheard of me. I came to see Miss Derrick, and I was clumsy enough to\nknock the lamp over.'", "'Bring water!' roared Cobb, who had just succeeded in extinguishing\nLouise's dress, and was carrying her, still despite her struggles,", "that Cobb could scarce hold his ground to do battle. Louise out of\nthe way, he at once became cool and resourceful. Before a flame\ncould reach the window he had rent down the flimsy curtains and", "Louise--' She stopped to wipe her face. 'I dessay she's told you\nthat Mr. 'Iggins, who was a widower when I met him, has a daughter", "fire. Of course it came from Louise, and, though she professed\nherself very much annoyed, Mrs. Mumford had no choice but to\nacknowledge it in a civil little note addressed to Coburg Lodge.", "'I shall not go back,' Louise answered, 'until something has been\nsettled.' And she stood before him, her eyes cast down, whilst Cobb", "'Oh, he's asked you, has he?' cried Cobb, staring at her. 'Why\ndidn't you tell me that before?--Don't let me stand in your way. I", "communion, but they managed to exchange inquiries and remarks with a\nshow of friendliness. When the fifty pounds came from Cobb, Emmeline\nmade no mention of it. Louise said with an air of satisfaction," ], [ "Astonished, Mumford drew aside with her to a quiet part of the long\nplatform. Louise, keeping a very grave countenance, told him rapidly\nall that had befallen since his departure from home in the morning.", "mother pass upstairs, both silent. Mumford, too well aware that yet\nanother disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to\nread, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that", "'Mrs. Mumford isn't at home,' answered Louise, with bold mendacity.\n'And a very good thing too. I should be sorry for her to see you in\nthe state you're in.'", "'The idea, Louise, of coming down like that!' cried her parent\nindignantly. 'How did you know Mr. Mumford wasn't here? For shame!\nGo up again this moment.'", "After saying good-night, she called to Emmeline from her bedroom\ndoor. Entering the room, Mrs. Mumford saw the open letter in\nLouise's hand, and read in her face a desire of confession.", "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give", "of his first marriage--her poor mother died at the birth, and she's\nolder than Louise. I don't mind telling _you_, Mrs. Mumford, she's", "'What will the Mumfords say?' Louise asked of a sudden, trying to\nraise herself.\n\n'Leave all that to me,' Cobb replied reassuringly. 'I'll make it all\nright; don't trouble yourself.'", "Louise, and announced her marriage. 'Dear Mrs. Mumford,--I know\nyou'll be glad to hear it's all over. It was to have been at the end", "heard at Mrs. Jolliffe's, and ending with the outrageous arrogance\nof Mrs. Mumford's latest remark. Louise listened with a smile.", "The next morning Louise was an hour late for breakfast. She came\ndown when Mumford had left the house, and Emmeline saw with surprise\nthat she was dressed for going out.", "Presently Mrs. Mumford went up to inspect the forsaken chamber.\nLouise had packed all her things: of course she must have tumbled", "The doctor came out, on his way to fetch certain requirements, and\nthe two men walked with him to his house in the next road. They\nlearned that Louise was not dangerously injured; her recovery would", "Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down,\nhurried to inquire after Louise. She lay on a couch, wrapped in a", "'Upstairs. She got rather badly burnt, I'm afraid. We've sent for a\ndoctor.'\n\n'And here I am,' spoke a voice behind them. 'Sorry to see this, Mr.\nMumford.'", "Very soon after Mumford's departure, Louise begged for a few\nminutes' private talk.", "fire. Of course it came from Louise, and, though she professed\nherself very much annoyed, Mrs. Mumford had no choice but to\nacknowledge it in a civil little note addressed to Coburg Lodge.", "Louise, summoned to the drawing-room, looked rather tired of\nwaiting.\n\n'When can you have me, Mrs. Mumford?' she asked. 'I've quite made up\nmy mind to come.'", "'Don't talk nonsense, Louise.'\n\n'Should you like me to go at once, Mrs. Mumford?' the girl asked,\nwith a submissive sigh.", "The first sight of the portly lady made the situation clearer to\nMrs. Mumford. Louise Derrick represented a certain stage of" ], [ "'Upstairs. She got rather badly burnt, I'm afraid. We've sent for a\ndoctor.'\n\n'And here I am,' spoke a voice behind them. 'Sorry to see this, Mr.\nMumford.'", "fire must have been accidental, but the accident, to be sure, was\nextraordinary enough. Thereupon Mrs. Mumford's wrath turned against", "Mumford closed the door of the room, shutting out Cobb and the cook\nand the housemaid. He repeated the story Cobb had told him, and", "mother pass upstairs, both silent. Mumford, too well aware that yet\nanother disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to\nread, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that", "this done when Mr. and Mrs. Mumford, after a leisurely walk from the\nstation, approached their garden gate. The sight of a little crowd\nof people in the quiet road, the smell of burning, loud voices of", "Astonished, Mumford drew aside with her to a quiet part of the long\nplatform. Louise, keeping a very grave countenance, told him rapidly\nall that had befallen since his departure from home in the morning.", "Emmeline opened the door, and at once heard a cry of pain from\nupstairs. Mumford, also hearing it, and seeing Cobb's\nmisery-stricken face by the light of the hall lamp, whispered to his\nwife:", "A slight emphasis on the \"he\" touched Mrs. Mumford unpleasantly. She\nrose, and began to pick out some overblown flowers from a vase on", "It was Mumford who saw the advertisement and made the suggestion.\nHis wife gave him a startled look.\n\n'But--you don't mean that it's necessary? Have we been extrav--'", "'Runnymede' (so the Mumfords' house was named) stood on its own\nlittle plot of ground in one of the tree-shadowed roads which", "much-embroidered screen, Mrs. Mumford's wedding present, forthwith\ncaught fire from a burning tongue that ran along the carpet; and", "After saying good-night, she called to Emmeline from her bedroom\ndoor. Entering the room, Mrs. Mumford saw the open letter in\nLouise's hand, and read in her face a desire of confession.", "fire. Of course it came from Louise, and, though she professed\nherself very much annoyed, Mrs. Mumford had no choice but to\nacknowledge it in a civil little note addressed to Coburg Lodge.", "'Mrs. Mumford isn't at home,' answered Louise, with bold mendacity.\n'And a very good thing too. I should be sorry for her to see you in\nthe state you're in.'", "As the train came in she took up a position near the exit. Among the\npeople who had alighted, her eye soon perceived Clarence Mumford.\nShe stepped up to him and drew his attention.", "'It won't do,' said Mumford. 'The house is upset. I'm afraid we\nshall have to get rid of her.'", "Mumford was strongly tempted to reveal what had happened at the\nstation, but he saw danger alike in disclosure and in reticence.", "seem to think of opening. After a glance or two of discreet\ncuriosity, Mrs. Mumford left the room. Daily duties called for\nattention, and she was not at all inclined to talk further with", "Early in the afternoon, as Mrs. Mumford was making ready to go out,\nthe servant announced to her that a gentleman had called to see Miss", "'Whilst we're thoroughly upset,' replied Mumford, with irritation at\nthis purposeless talk, 'hadn't we better leave the house and go to\nlive as far away as possible?'" ], [ "fire must have been accidental, but the accident, to be sure, was\nextraordinary enough. Thereupon Mrs. Mumford's wrath turned against", "'Upstairs. She got rather badly burnt, I'm afraid. We've sent for a\ndoctor.'\n\n'And here I am,' spoke a voice behind them. 'Sorry to see this, Mr.\nMumford.'", "this done when Mr. and Mrs. Mumford, after a leisurely walk from the\nstation, approached their garden gate. The sight of a little crowd\nof people in the quiet road, the smell of burning, loud voices of", "Mumford closed the door of the room, shutting out Cobb and the cook\nand the housemaid. He repeated the story Cobb had told him, and", "Astonished, Mumford drew aside with her to a quiet part of the long\nplatform. Louise, keeping a very grave countenance, told him rapidly\nall that had befallen since his departure from home in the morning.", "mother pass upstairs, both silent. Mumford, too well aware that yet\nanother disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to\nread, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that", "It was Mumford who saw the advertisement and made the suggestion.\nHis wife gave him a startled look.\n\n'But--you don't mean that it's necessary? Have we been extrav--'", "Emmeline opened the door, and at once heard a cry of pain from\nupstairs. Mumford, also hearing it, and seeing Cobb's\nmisery-stricken face by the light of the hall lamp, whispered to his\nwife:", "Mumford was strongly tempted to reveal what had happened at the\nstation, but he saw danger alike in disclosure and in reticence.", "A slight emphasis on the \"he\" touched Mrs. Mumford unpleasantly. She\nrose, and began to pick out some overblown flowers from a vase on", "fire. Of course it came from Louise, and, though she professed\nherself very much annoyed, Mrs. Mumford had no choice but to\nacknowledge it in a civil little note addressed to Coburg Lodge.", "After saying good-night, she called to Emmeline from her bedroom\ndoor. Entering the room, Mrs. Mumford saw the open letter in\nLouise's hand, and read in her face a desire of confession.", "'Mrs. Mumford isn't at home,' answered Louise, with bold mendacity.\n'And a very good thing too. I should be sorry for her to see you in\nthe state you're in.'", "'Runnymede' (so the Mumfords' house was named) stood on its own\nlittle plot of ground in one of the tree-shadowed roads which", "'Whilst we're thoroughly upset,' replied Mumford, with irritation at\nthis purposeless talk, 'hadn't we better leave the house and go to\nlive as far away as possible?'", "'It won't do,' said Mumford. 'The house is upset. I'm afraid we\nshall have to get rid of her.'", "Then restlessness again came upon her. One day she all but declared\nher disappointment that the Mumfords saw so few people. Emmeline,\nrepeating this to her husband, avowed a certain compunction.", "excited servants, caused them to run forward in alarm. Emmeline,\nfrenzied by the certainty that her own house was on fire, began to", "It had not hitherto been the Mumfords' wont to dress for dinner, but\nthis evening they did so, and obviously to Miss Derrick's", "get him to pay for the furniture destroyed. If Mrs. Mumford would\nbut forgive her! And so on, as her poor body agonised, and the blood\ngrew feverish in her veins." ], [ "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "know. And she told me in confidence what people are saying--as how\nLouise was to marry Mr. Bowling, but he broke it off when he found", "'I hardly know,' Emmeline replied, colouring a little at certain\nprivate reminiscences. 'And am I to understand that you wouldn't on\nany account listen to Mr. Bowling?'\n\nLouise laughed.", "Bowling, and the letter, though brief, cost her some thought. 'Dear\nMr. Bowling,--Your last is so very nice and kind that I feel I ought", "'But what do you mean, Louise, when you say that Miss Higgins and\nMr.--Mr. Bowling are _half_ engaged?'", "The listener trembled with irritation, and before she could command\nher voice Louise added eagerly:\n\n'Of course, when we're married, Mr. Bowling will pay all my debts.'", "him. Mr. B.\"--that's Mr. Bowling, you know--\"has told him plain that\nhe doesn't think any more of Cissy, and that nothing mustn't be", "'There, you may read that,' said Louise, holding out a letter. 'It's\nfrom Mr. Cobb; came yesterday, but I didn't care to talk about it\nthen. Yes, please read it; I want you to.'", "Louise. The girl, as soon as she found herself alone, broke Mr.\nCobb's envelope, which contained four sides of bold handwriting--not", "this the obvious answer to the riddle? All along, Louise had wished\nto marry Mr. Bowling. She might or might not have consciously helped", "Louise--' She stopped to wipe her face. 'I dessay she's told you\nthat Mr. 'Iggins, who was a widower when I met him, has a daughter", "LOUISE E. DERRICK.' Finally she penned a reply to Mr. Cobb, and\nthis, after a glance at a railway time-table, gave her no trouble at", "She did so, with no concealment save of the correspondence with Mr.\nBowling, and the not unimportant statements concerning him which she", "Next morning arrived a letter, signed 'Louise E. Derrick.' The\nwriter said she had been waiting to compare and think over some two", "Bowling would make an appearance at \"Runnymede.\" Mumford opined that\nthese individuals were \"cads.\" Small wonder, he said, that the girl", "'Oh!' Emmeline exclaimed. 'How can you have anything to do with such\na man?'\n\n'He's very nice sometimes,' answered Louise, thoughtfully.", "the table near her. Presently Louise became silent. Before either of\nthem spoke again a postman's knock sounded at the house-door, and\nEmmeline went to see what letter had been delivered. It was for Miss", "Louise received Mr. Bilton's name with moderate interest. But she\ndropped the subject, and seemed to reconcile herself to domestic\npleasures.", "'Of course I can help you. That is, if you'll be honest with me. I\nwant to know, first of all, whether you've been encouraging that man\nBowling.'\n\n'No, I haven't.'", "'He came here!' Louise exclaimed, reddening. 'What impudence! I\nshall at once write and tell him that his behaviour is outrageous.\nAm I to be hunted like this?'" ], [ "mother pass upstairs, both silent. Mumford, too well aware that yet\nanother disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to\nread, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that", "With perfect naivete, or with perfect simulation of it,\nshe looked him in the face, and it was Mumford who had to avert his\neyes. The young man felt very uncomfortable.", "'Mrs. Mumford,' said the girl, 'this is my mother. Mother, this is\nMrs. Mumford. And now, please, let me go somewhere while you have\nyour talk.'", "Astonished, Mumford drew aside with her to a quiet part of the long\nplatform. Louise, keeping a very grave countenance, told him rapidly\nall that had befallen since his departure from home in the morning.", "Mumford was strongly tempted to reveal what had happened at the\nstation, but he saw danger alike in disclosure and in reticence.", "Mumford closed the door of the room, shutting out Cobb and the cook\nand the housemaid. He repeated the story Cobb had told him, and", "of his first marriage--her poor mother died at the birth, and she's\nolder than Louise. I don't mind telling _you_, Mrs. Mumford, she's", "Mrs. Mumford was offended, and showed it.\n\n'I have a perfect right, and I shall do so. Please don't let us\nquarrel. You may be fond of it, but I am not.'", "'Then all I can say is, Mrs. Mumford'--the speaker rose with heavy\ndignity--'that you're not behaving in a very ladylike way. I'm not a", "It was Mumford who saw the advertisement and made the suggestion.\nHis wife gave him a startled look.\n\n'But--you don't mean that it's necessary? Have we been extrav--'", "'Mrs. Mumford isn't at home,' answered Louise, with bold mendacity.\n'And a very good thing too. I should be sorry for her to see you in\nthe state you're in.'", "'Mrs. Mumford, I want to say good-bye.'\n\n'Oh, yes,' Emmeline answered civilly, but without a smile.\n'Good-bye, Miss Derrick.'", "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give", "A slight emphasis on the \"he\" touched Mrs. Mumford unpleasantly. She\nrose, and began to pick out some overblown flowers from a vase on", "Early in the afternoon, as Mrs. Mumford was making ready to go out,\nthe servant announced to her that a gentleman had called to see Miss", "Mumford and his wife glanced at each other. Yes, they could go; it\nwas very kind of Miss Derrick; but--", "Mumford had stepped aside, out of hearing. He forgot his private\nembarrassment in speculation as to the young woman's character. That", "'We _will_ have her,' declared Mumford. 'Why not, if the old people\nkeep away?--You are quite sure she sounds her _h's_?'", "Mumford. I know it isn't the way that nice people behave, and I'm\ngoing to give it up.'", "Rumford--no, Mumford, isn't it?--I was first married very\nyoung--scarcely eighteen, I was; and Mr. Derrick died on our" ], [ "In this respect Miss Derrick proved a congenial companion. Louise\nmade no pretence of rural inclinations, but had a great liking for", "LOUISE E. DERRICK.' Finally she penned a reply to Mr. Cobb, and\nthis, after a glance at a railway time-table, gave her no trouble at", "Emmeline produced a letter which had arrived for Miss Derrick.\n\n'Why didn't you give it me before?' Louise exclaimed, impatiently.", "Next morning arrived a letter, signed 'Louise E. Derrick.' The\nwriter said she had been waiting to compare and think over some two", "The first sight of the portly lady made the situation clearer to\nMrs. Mumford. Louise Derrick represented a certain stage of", "of an assurance that Miss Derrick was not at all a proper person to\nentertain as a guest, on whatever terms. The incident of the railway\nstation proved her to be utterly lacking in self-respect, in", "lodging-house, but no distinctly offensive word escaped her. And\nthis was almost entirely due to Louise's influence for the girl\nimpressed upon her mother that 'to make a row' would be the sure and", "more than once been alluded to yesterday; she could not dream of\npermitting Louise to stay for more than a day or two, whatever the\nsuggestion offered. This morning she had again heard from her", "'The upshot of it is this,' cried Mumford: 'Miss Derrick has to\nleave the house, and, if necessary, I shall tell her so myself.'", "which they had all become involved; neither Louise nor her parents\ncould be dealt with in the rational, peaceful way preferred by\nwell-conditioned people. To get her out of the house was the main", "\"paying guest,\" they hoped she would remain with them for a year or\ntwo at least. But already Louise had dropped hints such as Emmeline\ncould not fail to understand, and her avowal of serious interest in", "'I wanted to see Miss Derrick. I suppose she is still living with\nyou? They told me so.'", "had happened, and asking him to let her know by Wednesday morning\nwhat she was to do. She could not go home; he must not bid her do\nso; but she would take a lodging wherever he liked. The position", "wished to enter a new social sphere. His wife, on the other hand,\nhad a suspicion that Miss Derrick would not be content to see the", "Louise, meanwhile, had gone to the railway station, intending to\ntake a ticket for Victoria. But half an hour must elapse before the", "Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down,\nhurried to inquire after Louise. She lay on a couch, wrapped in a", "Louise did not appear again that evening. Thoroughly tired, she\nunpacked her trunks, sat awhile by the open window, listening to a", "take her summer holiday--to go away with the child until all was put\nright again--a phrase which included the removal of Miss Derrick\nto her own home; but of this Emmeline would not hear. How could she", "DERRICK.' This she addressed to Margate, and stamped with a little\nthump of the fist. Her next sheet of paper was devoted to Mr.", "Louise--' She stopped to wipe her face. 'I dessay she's told you\nthat Mr. 'Iggins, who was a widower when I met him, has a daughter" ], [ "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "'He came here!' Louise exclaimed, reddening. 'What impudence! I\nshall at once write and tell him that his behaviour is outrageous.\nAm I to be hunted like this?'", "'Oh!' Emmeline exclaimed. 'How can you have anything to do with such\na man?'\n\n'He's very nice sometimes,' answered Louise, thoughtfully.", "Louise. The girl, as soon as she found herself alone, broke Mr.\nCobb's envelope, which contained four sides of bold handwriting--not", "Louise stood in an attitude of joyous excitement, her eyes\nsparkling. But at the first glance she perceived that her lover's", "Louise--' She stopped to wipe her face. 'I dessay she's told you\nthat Mr. 'Iggins, who was a widower when I met him, has a daughter", "Cobb, inflamed with desire and jealousy, made an effort to recapture\nher. Louise sprang away from him; but immediately behind her lay the", "'There, you may read that,' said Louise, holding out a letter. 'It's\nfrom Mr. Cobb; came yesterday, but I didn't care to talk about it\nthen. Yes, please read it; I want you to.'", "Louise had not the power of loving at all. Yet, for his own part, he\ncouldn't help liking her; the eyes that had looked into his at the", "'Well, I can only propose one thing,' sounded the masculine voice.\n'You can get out of it by marrying me.'\n\nLouise gave a little laugh, rather timid than scornful.", "Louise's dress, well sprinkled with paraffin, aided the\nconflagration. Cobb, of course, saw only the danger to the girl. He", "'Go on! Go on!' Louise exclaimed carelessly. 'There's plenty of\ntime. Say all you've got to say.'", "Whether she felt the force of this innuendo or not, Louise took it\nin good part. As if the idea had only just struck her, she looked up\ncheerfully.", "'Now do let me advise you, Louise,' she answered gently. 'Are you\nacting wisely? Wouldn't it be very much better to go home?',", "their mealtimes on her account. Promptly at half-past seven they sat\ndown to dine, and had just risen from the table, when Louise\nappeared.", "in conversing so long without a quarrel. Louise became light-hearted\nand mirthful; her companion, though less abandoned to the mood of\nthe moment, wore a hopeful countenance. Through all his roughness,", "Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down,\nhurried to inquire after Louise. She lay on a couch, wrapped in a", "the table near her. Presently Louise became silent. Before either of\nthem spoke again a postman's knock sounded at the house-door, and\nEmmeline went to see what letter had been delivered. It was for Miss", "In ten minutes Louise had written her letter. She went out,\nreturned, and looked in at the drawing-room, with a pleasant smile.", "know. And she told me in confidence what people are saying--as how\nLouise was to marry Mr. Bowling, but he broke it off when he found" ], [ "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "know. And she told me in confidence what people are saying--as how\nLouise was to marry Mr. Bowling, but he broke it off when he found", "The listener trembled with irritation, and before she could command\nher voice Louise added eagerly:\n\n'Of course, when we're married, Mr. Bowling will pay all my debts.'", "'There, you may read that,' said Louise, holding out a letter. 'It's\nfrom Mr. Cobb; came yesterday, but I didn't care to talk about it\nthen. Yes, please read it; I want you to.'", "'I hardly know,' Emmeline replied, colouring a little at certain\nprivate reminiscences. 'And am I to understand that you wouldn't on\nany account listen to Mr. Bowling?'\n\nLouise laughed.", "Louise received Mr. Bilton's name with moderate interest. But she\ndropped the subject, and seemed to reconcile herself to domestic\npleasures.", "Louise--' She stopped to wipe her face. 'I dessay she's told you\nthat Mr. 'Iggins, who was a widower when I met him, has a daughter", "heard at Mrs. Jolliffe's, and ending with the outrageous arrogance\nof Mrs. Mumford's latest remark. Louise listened with a smile.", "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give", "Louise. The girl, as soon as she found herself alone, broke Mr.\nCobb's envelope, which contained four sides of bold handwriting--not", "'But what do you mean, Louise, when you say that Miss Higgins and\nMr.--Mr. Bowling are _half_ engaged?'", "Cobb, inflamed with desire and jealousy, made an effort to recapture\nher. Louise sprang away from him; but immediately behind her lay the", "'He came here!' Louise exclaimed, reddening. 'What impudence! I\nshall at once write and tell him that his behaviour is outrageous.\nAm I to be hunted like this?'", "him. Mr. B.\"--that's Mr. Bowling, you know--\"has told him plain that\nhe doesn't think any more of Cissy, and that nothing mustn't be", "Louise's dress, well sprinkled with paraffin, aided the\nconflagration. Cobb, of course, saw only the danger to the girl. He", "Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down,\nhurried to inquire after Louise. She lay on a couch, wrapped in a", "'Oh!' Emmeline exclaimed. 'How can you have anything to do with such\na man?'\n\n'He's very nice sometimes,' answered Louise, thoughtfully.", "Louise, and announced her marriage. 'Dear Mrs. Mumford,--I know\nyou'll be glad to hear it's all over. It was to have been at the end", "who had dropped in at Mrs. Grove's when she and Louise were there.", "The threatened letter from Mrs. Higgins had arrived; Emmeline and\nher husband read it before their guest came down. If Louise" ], [ "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give", "'What will the Mumfords say?' Louise asked of a sudden, trying to\nraise herself.\n\n'Leave all that to me,' Cobb replied reassuringly. 'I'll make it all\nright; don't trouble yourself.'", "Louise, and announced her marriage. 'Dear Mrs. Mumford,--I know\nyou'll be glad to hear it's all over. It was to have been at the end", "'Mrs. Mumford isn't at home,' answered Louise, with bold mendacity.\n'And a very good thing too. I should be sorry for her to see you in\nthe state you're in.'", "of his first marriage--her poor mother died at the birth, and she's\nolder than Louise. I don't mind telling _you_, Mrs. Mumford, she's", "heard at Mrs. Jolliffe's, and ending with the outrageous arrogance\nof Mrs. Mumford's latest remark. Louise listened with a smile.", "'There's no harm in saying that to _me_, Louise,' replied Mrs.\nMumford. 'But pray be careful not to seem \"forward.\" People\nthink--and say--such disagreeable things.'", "Astonished, Mumford drew aside with her to a quiet part of the long\nplatform. Louise, keeping a very grave countenance, told him rapidly\nall that had befallen since his departure from home in the morning.", "Louise often used expressions which to a stranger would have implied\nthat her intimacy with Mrs. Mumford was of years' standing. 'He\nwrote for the first time last week. Such a silly letter! I wish you", "mother pass upstairs, both silent. Mumford, too well aware that yet\nanother disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to\nread, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that", "had made to Mrs. Mumford. In talking with Cobb, Louise seemed to\ndrop a degree or so in social status; her language was much less\ncareful than when she conversed with the Mumfords, and even her", "fire. Of course it came from Louise, and, though she professed\nherself very much annoyed, Mrs. Mumford had no choice but to\nacknowledge it in a civil little note addressed to Coburg Lodge.", "Very soon after Mumford's departure, Louise begged for a few\nminutes' private talk.", "handsomely' to his stepdaughter; but the Mumfords had no desire to\nsee Louise speedily married. To the bribe with which the letter\nended they could give no serious thought. Having secured their", "intercourse between the Mumfords and their only familiar\nacquaintances at Sutton. Mrs. Fentiman liked to talk of purely\ndomestic matters, and in a stranger's presence she was never at", "'Don't talk nonsense, Louise.'\n\n'Should you like me to go at once, Mrs. Mumford?' the girl asked,\nwith a submissive sigh.", "'The idea, Louise, of coming down like that!' cried her parent\nindignantly. 'How did you know Mr. Mumford wasn't here? For shame!\nGo up again this moment.'", "'Oh, bother!' Louise murmured, as she took the letter from Mrs.\nMumford's hand. 'Well, I'm a trouble to everybody, and I don't know", "The first sight of the portly lady made the situation clearer to\nMrs. Mumford. Louise Derrick represented a certain stage of", "Mrs. Mumford was offended, and showed it.\n\n'I have a perfect right, and I shall do so. Please don't let us\nquarrel. You may be fond of it, but I am not.'" ], [ "The doctor came out, on his way to fetch certain requirements, and\nthe two men walked with him to his house in the next road. They\nlearned that Louise was not dangerously injured; her recovery would", "Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down,\nhurried to inquire after Louise. She lay on a couch, wrapped in a", "Cobb, inflamed with desire and jealousy, made an effort to recapture\nher. Louise sprang away from him; but immediately behind her lay the", "terror from Louise, from her lover a shout of alarm, blended with\nthe sound of breaking glass. In an instant a great flame shot up\nhalf way to the ceiling. The lamp-shade was ablaze; the", "Louise did not appear again that evening. Thoroughly tired, she\nunpacked her trunks, sat awhile by the open window, listening to a", "Louise was pale with anger and fear, and as many other emotions as\nher little heart and brain could well hold. She did not look her", "Astonished, Mumford drew aside with her to a quiet part of the long\nplatform. Louise, keeping a very grave countenance, told him rapidly\nall that had befallen since his departure from home in the morning.", "which they had all become involved; neither Louise nor her parents\ncould be dealt with in the rational, peaceful way preferred by\nwell-conditioned people. To get her out of the house was the main", "its socket. At his fierce command, the woman supported Louise into\nthe garden, and thence, after a minute or two of faintness on the", "Louise's dress, well sprinkled with paraffin, aided the\nconflagration. Cobb, of course, saw only the danger to the girl. He", "Meanwhile, Emmeline sat by the bedside and listened to the\nhysterical lamentation in which Louise gave her own--the", "of Louise, in a dressing-gown and slippers, with a shawl wrapped\nabout the upper part of her body.", "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "The next morning Louise was an hour late for breakfast. She came\ndown when Mumford had left the house, and Emmeline saw with surprise\nthat she was dressed for going out.", "Having thus delivered herself; Emmeline quitted the room. From the\nlibrary, of which the door was left ajar, she heard Louise and her", "Someone was entering the garden by the side path. And in a moment\nthere remained no doubt who the person was. Louise came forward, her\nhead bent, her features eloquent of fatigue and distress.", "Louise tried to say something else, but without success. She pressed\nEmmeline's hand, turned quickly, and disappeared. In half-an-hour's", "Whether she felt the force of this innuendo or not, Louise took it\nin good part. As if the idea had only just struck her, she looked up\ncheerfully.", "Thereupon Louise's mother burst into a vehement exposition of the\nreasons of discord, beginning with the calumnious stories she had", "'The idea, Louise, of coming down like that!' cried her parent\nindignantly. 'How did you know Mr. Mumford wasn't here? For shame!\nGo up again this moment.'" ], [ "It was Mumford who saw the advertisement and made the suggestion.\nHis wife gave him a startled look.\n\n'But--you don't mean that it's necessary? Have we been extrav--'", "'Something like the Mumfords'. It needn't be quite so large,' she\nadded quickly; 'but a house with a garden, in a nice road, and in a\nrespectable part.'", "'So he has paid the money! I'm very glad of that.'\n\n'Mr. Cobb insisted on paying,' Mrs. Mumford answered with reserve.\n'We could not hurt his feelings by refusing.'", "'I don't think I shall be able to stay with the Mumfords. They're\nvery nice people, but they're not exactly my sort, and we don't get\non very well. Where had I better go?'", "intercourse between the Mumfords and their only familiar\nacquaintances at Sutton. Mrs. Fentiman liked to talk of purely\ndomestic matters, and in a stranger's presence she was never at", "Mrs. Higgins by her daughter's bedside, which naturally involved her\npresence as a guest at table, and the endurance of her conversation\nwhenever she chose to come downstairs. Mumford urged his wife to", "Then restlessness again came upon her. One day she all but declared\nher disappointment that the Mumfords saw so few people. Emmeline,\nrepeating this to her husband, avowed a certain compunction.", "get him to pay for the furniture destroyed. If Mrs. Mumford would\nbut forgive her! And so on, as her poor body agonised, and the blood\ngrew feverish in her veins.", "'Now look here, mother,' she said, when silence came for a moment,\n'you can't expect Mrs. Mumford to have a lot of strangers coming to", "Mrs. Mumford was offended, and showed it.\n\n'I have a perfect right, and I shall do so. Please don't let us\nquarrel. You may be fond of it, but I am not.'", "Mumford and his wife glanced at each other. Yes, they could go; it\nwas very kind of Miss Derrick; but--", "'Of course there'll be no expense for _you_, Mrs. Mumford--not a\nfarthing. I'll provide everything, and all I ask of you is just to\nsit in your own drawing-room--'", "'Dear Mrs. Mumford,' it ran, 'L. is coming to-morrow morning, and I\nhope you won't repent. There's just one thing I meant to have said", "Early in the afternoon, as Mrs. Mumford was making ready to go out,\nthe servant announced to her that a gentleman had called to see Miss", "It had not hitherto been the Mumfords' wont to dress for dinner, but\nthis evening they did so, and obviously to Miss Derrick's", "'You're quite right, Mrs. Mumford. I'm sure you've been very kind to\nme, and I've had a very pleasant time here, but it wouldn't do for", "'Well, what has happened now?' exclaimed Mumford. 'If this kind of\nthing goes on much longer I shall feel inclined to take a lodging in\ntown.'", "'Mrs. Mumford, I want to say good-bye.'\n\n'Oh, yes,' Emmeline answered civilly, but without a smile.\n'Good-bye, Miss Derrick.'", "handsomely' to his stepdaughter; but the Mumfords had no desire to\nsee Louise speedily married. To the bribe with which the letter\nended they could give no serious thought. Having secured their", "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give" ], [ "The doctor came out, on his way to fetch certain requirements, and\nthe two men walked with him to his house in the next road. They\nlearned that Louise was not dangerously injured; her recovery would", "who had dropped in at Mrs. Grove's when she and Louise were there.", "their mealtimes on her account. Promptly at half-past seven they sat\ndown to dine, and had just risen from the table, when Louise\nappeared.", "Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down,\nhurried to inquire after Louise. She lay on a couch, wrapped in a", "and the furniture stood all together in the middle of the room. Not\ntill Louise had entered did her hostess look round.", "Someone was entering the garden by the side path. And in a moment\nthere remained no doubt who the person was. Louise came forward, her\nhead bent, her features eloquent of fatigue and distress.", "of Louise, in a dressing-gown and slippers, with a shawl wrapped\nabout the upper part of her body.", "Louise went from the room and remained invisible till just before\ndinner, when she came down with a grave and rather haughty", "lawn. Without delay, Louise was conveyed beneath the roof, and her\nhost, a man of energy, sped towards the fire to be of what\nassistance he could.", "the table near her. Presently Louise became silent. Before either of\nthem spoke again a postman's knock sounded at the house-door, and\nEmmeline went to see what letter had been delivered. It was for Miss", "He had not been home since breakfast-time, so Louise's appeal to him\nfor advice lay waiting his arrival. Impatiently, she described the", "'The idea, Louise, of coming down like that!' cried her parent\nindignantly. 'How did you know Mr. Mumford wasn't here? For shame!\nGo up again this moment.'", "Louise did not appear again that evening. Thoroughly tired, she\nunpacked her trunks, sat awhile by the open window, listening to a", "Louise very soon entered; she came into the room with her brightest\nlook, and cried gaily:\n\n'Oh, I hope I haven't kept you waiting for me. Are you alone?'", "terror from Louise, from her lover a shout of alarm, blended with\nthe sound of breaking glass. In an instant a great flame shot up\nhalf way to the ceiling. The lamp-shade was ablaze; the", "more than once been alluded to yesterday; she could not dream of\npermitting Louise to stay for more than a day or two, whatever the\nsuggestion offered. This morning she had again heard from her", "The next morning Louise was an hour late for breakfast. She came\ndown when Mumford had left the house, and Emmeline saw with surprise\nthat she was dressed for going out.", "CHAPTER VIII\n\n\n'It may be someone calling upon me,' said Louise to the servant.\n'Let me know the name before you show anyone in.'", "Louise had gone into the house. Emmeline approached her husband.\n\n'There! I foresaw it. Isn't vexing?'", "Having thus delivered herself; Emmeline quitted the room. From the\nlibrary, of which the door was left ajar, she heard Louise and her" ], [ "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "'I hardly know,' Emmeline replied, colouring a little at certain\nprivate reminiscences. 'And am I to understand that you wouldn't on\nany account listen to Mr. Bowling?'\n\nLouise laughed.", "The listener trembled with irritation, and before she could command\nher voice Louise added eagerly:\n\n'Of course, when we're married, Mr. Bowling will pay all my debts.'", "know. And she told me in confidence what people are saying--as how\nLouise was to marry Mr. Bowling, but he broke it off when he found", "Whether she felt the force of this innuendo or not, Louise took it\nin good part. As if the idea had only just struck her, she looked up\ncheerfully.", "'Now do let me advise you, Louise,' she answered gently. 'Are you\nacting wisely? Wouldn't it be very much better to go home?',", "Bowling, and the letter, though brief, cost her some thought. 'Dear\nMr. Bowling,--Your last is so very nice and kind that I feel I ought", "'But what do you mean, Louise, when you say that Miss Higgins and\nMr.--Mr. Bowling are _half_ engaged?'", "in conversing so long without a quarrel. Louise became light-hearted\nand mirthful; her companion, though less abandoned to the mood of\nthe moment, wore a hopeful countenance. Through all his roughness,", "'There's no harm in saying that to _me_, Louise,' replied Mrs.\nMumford. 'But pray be careful not to seem \"forward.\" People\nthink--and say--such disagreeable things.'", "'Go on! Go on!' Louise exclaimed carelessly. 'There's plenty of\ntime. Say all you've got to say.'", "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give", "Louise received Mr. Bilton's name with moderate interest. But she\ndropped the subject, and seemed to reconcile herself to domestic\npleasures.", "'Of course I can help you. That is, if you'll be honest with me. I\nwant to know, first of all, whether you've been encouraging that man\nBowling.'\n\n'No, I haven't.'", "Louise had not the power of loving at all. Yet, for his own part, he\ncouldn't help liking her; the eyes that had looked into his at the", "In this respect Miss Derrick proved a congenial companion. Louise\nmade no pretence of rural inclinations, but had a great liking for", "'Will you help me when _I_ furnish _my_ drawing-room?' Louise asked\nsweetly. And she added, with a direct look, 'I don't think it will\nbe very long.'\n\n'Indeed?'", "Louise stood in an attitude of joyous excitement, her eyes\nsparkling. But at the first glance she perceived that her lover's", "'There, you may read that,' said Louise, holding out a letter. 'It's\nfrom Mr. Cobb; came yesterday, but I didn't care to talk about it\nthen. Yes, please read it; I want you to.'", "the table near her. Presently Louise became silent. Before either of\nthem spoke again a postman's knock sounded at the house-door, and\nEmmeline went to see what letter had been delivered. It was for Miss" ], [ "Louise, and announced her marriage. 'Dear Mrs. Mumford,--I know\nyou'll be glad to hear it's all over. It was to have been at the end", "of his first marriage--her poor mother died at the birth, and she's\nolder than Louise. I don't mind telling _you_, Mrs. Mumford, she's", "Louise--' She stopped to wipe her face. 'I dessay she's told you\nthat Mr. 'Iggins, who was a widower when I met him, has a daughter", "'Well, I can only propose one thing,' sounded the masculine voice.\n'You can get out of it by marrying me.'\n\nLouise gave a little laugh, rather timid than scornful.", "know. And she told me in confidence what people are saying--as how\nLouise was to marry Mr. Bowling, but he broke it off when he found", "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "The listener trembled with irritation, and before she could command\nher voice Louise added eagerly:\n\n'Of course, when we're married, Mr. Bowling will pay all my debts.'", "Louise had gone into the house. Emmeline approached her husband.\n\n'There! I foresaw it. Isn't vexing?'", "Louise had not the power of loving at all. Yet, for his own part, he\ncouldn't help liking her; the eyes that had looked into his at the", "Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down,\nhurried to inquire after Louise. She lay on a couch, wrapped in a", "'Oh!' Emmeline exclaimed. 'How can you have anything to do with such\na man?'\n\n'He's very nice sometimes,' answered Louise, thoughtfully.", "Louise received Mr. Bilton's name with moderate interest. But she\ndropped the subject, and seemed to reconcile herself to domestic\npleasures.", "Louise stood in an attitude of joyous excitement, her eyes\nsparkling. But at the first glance she perceived that her lover's", "'Now do let me advise you, Louise,' she answered gently. 'Are you\nacting wisely? Wouldn't it be very much better to go home?',", "Louise's dress, well sprinkled with paraffin, aided the\nconflagration. Cobb, of course, saw only the danger to the girl. He", "Whether that unknown person would discharge the debt his betrothed\nwas incurring seemed an altogether uncertain matter. Louise, in the\nmeantime, kept quiet as a mouse--so strangely quiet, indeed, that", "Whether she felt the force of this innuendo or not, Louise took it\nin good part. As if the idea had only just struck her, she looked up\ncheerfully.", "'Children are a great trouble,' Louise remarked, when they had left\nthe house. 'People ought never to marry unless they can keep a lot", "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give", "Louise did not appear again that evening. Thoroughly tired, she\nunpacked her trunks, sat awhile by the open window, listening to a" ], [ "'Mrs. Mumford, I want to say good-bye.'\n\n'Oh, yes,' Emmeline answered civilly, but without a smile.\n'Good-bye, Miss Derrick.'", "A fortnight passed, and the Mumfords once more lived in\nenjoyment of tranquillity, though Emmeline could not quite recover", "As the train came in she took up a position near the exit. Among the\npeople who had alighted, her eye soon perceived Clarence Mumford.\nShe stepped up to him and drew his attention.", "After saying good-night, she called to Emmeline from her bedroom\ndoor. Entering the room, Mrs. Mumford saw the open letter in\nLouise's hand, and read in her face a desire of confession.", "of a sudden that Emmeline should go up to town with her on a\nshopping expedition. They had already turned over her wardrobe,\nnumerous articles whereof were condemned by Mrs. Mumford's taste,", "Then restlessness again came upon her. One day she all but declared\nher disappointment that the Mumfords saw so few people. Emmeline,\nrepeating this to her husband, avowed a certain compunction.", "intercourse between the Mumfords and their only familiar\nacquaintances at Sutton. Mrs. Fentiman liked to talk of purely\ndomestic matters, and in a stranger's presence she was never at", "'Of course not, Clarence. But--and \"pleasant society.\" What about\nthat?'\n\n'Your society is pleasant enough, I hope,' answered Mumford,\ngracefully. 'And the Fentimans--'", "'What are you going to do?' asked Emmeline, in a friendly tone, but,\nas it were, from a distance.\n\n'I am going to ask you to do me a great kindness, Mrs. Mumford.'", "'Good-night, Mrs. Mumford.' 'Good-night, Miss Derrick.' For the\ngrace of the thing, Emmeline would have liked to say 'Louise,' but", "A week passed, and there came no reply. Mumford pretended not to\ncare much, but Emmeline imagined a new anxiety in his look.", "Emmeline opened the door, and at once heard a cry of pain from\nupstairs. Mumford, also hearing it, and seeing Cobb's\nmisery-stricken face by the light of the hall lamp, whispered to his\nwife:", "'Something like the Mumfords'. It needn't be quite so large,' she\nadded quickly; 'but a house with a garden, in a nice road, and in a\nrespectable part.'", "could have been more delightful. She had quite made up her mind to\nhave a house, some day, at Sutton. She hoped the Mumfords would", "To think over this letter Mumford missed his ordinary train. It was\nnot exactly the kind of letter he had expected, and Emmeline shared", "the affair be left entirely in her hands. Indeed, she must very\nspecially request that Clarence would have nothing more to do with\nMiss Derrick's business. Whereupon Mumford took offence. Did", "'Mrs. Mumford isn't at home,' answered Louise, with bold mendacity.\n'And a very good thing too. I should be sorry for her to see you in\nthe state you're in.'", "mother pass upstairs, both silent. Mumford, too well aware that yet\nanother disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to\nread, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that", "Early in the afternoon, as Mrs. Mumford was making ready to go out,\nthe servant announced to her that a gentleman had called to see Miss", "No; Emmeline was thankful to say that she did not harbour base\nsuspicions. Then, rejoined Mumford, let this be the last word of a" ], [ "As the train came in she took up a position near the exit. Among the\npeople who had alighted, her eye soon perceived Clarence Mumford.\nShe stepped up to him and drew his attention.", "mother pass upstairs, both silent. Mumford, too well aware that yet\nanother disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to\nread, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that", "'Of course not, Clarence. But--and \"pleasant society.\" What about\nthat?'\n\n'Your society is pleasant enough, I hope,' answered Mumford,\ngracefully. 'And the Fentimans--'", "of his first marriage--her poor mother died at the birth, and she's\nolder than Louise. I don't mind telling _you_, Mrs. Mumford, she's", "the affair be left entirely in her hands. Indeed, she must very\nspecially request that Clarence would have nothing more to do with\nMiss Derrick's business. Whereupon Mumford took offence. Did", "'Mrs. Mumford,' said the girl, 'this is my mother. Mother, this is\nMrs. Mumford. And now, please, let me go somewhere while you have\nyour talk.'", "Mrs. Mumford was offended, and showed it.\n\n'I have a perfect right, and I shall do so. Please don't let us\nquarrel. You may be fond of it, but I am not.'", "With perfect naivete, or with perfect simulation of it,\nshe looked him in the face, and it was Mumford who had to avert his\neyes. The young man felt very uncomfortable.", "Astonished, Mumford drew aside with her to a quiet part of the long\nplatform. Louise, keeping a very grave countenance, told him rapidly\nall that had befallen since his departure from home in the morning.", "Early in the afternoon, as Mrs. Mumford was making ready to go out,\nthe servant announced to her that a gentleman had called to see Miss", "Mumford closed the door of the room, shutting out Cobb and the cook\nand the housemaid. He repeated the story Cobb had told him, and", "'We _will_ have her,' declared Mumford. 'Why not, if the old people\nkeep away?--You are quite sure she sounds her _h's_?'", "A slight emphasis on the \"he\" touched Mrs. Mumford unpleasantly. She\nrose, and began to pick out some overblown flowers from a vase on", "'Then all I can say is, Mrs. Mumford'--the speaker rose with heavy\ndignity--'that you're not behaving in a very ladylike way. I'm not a", "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give", "Mumford was strongly tempted to reveal what had happened at the\nstation, but he saw danger alike in disclosure and in reticence.", "'Mrs. Mumford, I want to say good-bye.'\n\n'Oh, yes,' Emmeline answered civilly, but without a smile.\n'Good-bye, Miss Derrick.'", "'Of course you could. Really, it seems almost a duty to take\nher--doesn't it?'\n\nSo the matter was settled, and Mumford ran off gaily to catch his\ntrain.", "A fortnight passed, and the Mumfords once more lived in\nenjoyment of tranquillity, though Emmeline could not quite recover", "'Mrs. Mumford isn't at home,' answered Louise, with bold mendacity.\n'And a very good thing too. I should be sorry for her to see you in\nthe state you're in.'" ], [ "Then restlessness again came upon her. One day she all but declared\nher disappointment that the Mumfords saw so few people. Emmeline,\nrepeating this to her husband, avowed a certain compunction.", "'Mrs. Mumford, I want to say good-bye.'\n\n'Oh, yes,' Emmeline answered civilly, but without a smile.\n'Good-bye, Miss Derrick.'", "'What are you going to do?' asked Emmeline, in a friendly tone, but,\nas it were, from a distance.\n\n'I am going to ask you to do me a great kindness, Mrs. Mumford.'", "'Of course not, Clarence. But--and \"pleasant society.\" What about\nthat?'\n\n'Your society is pleasant enough, I hope,' answered Mumford,\ngracefully. 'And the Fentimans--'", "After saying good-night, she called to Emmeline from her bedroom\ndoor. Entering the room, Mrs. Mumford saw the open letter in\nLouise's hand, and read in her face a desire of confession.", "It was Mumford who saw the advertisement and made the suggestion.\nHis wife gave him a startled look.\n\n'But--you don't mean that it's necessary? Have we been extrav--'", "A week passed, and there came no reply. Mumford pretended not to\ncare much, but Emmeline imagined a new anxiety in his look.", "of a sudden that Emmeline should go up to town with her on a\nshopping expedition. They had already turned over her wardrobe,\nnumerous articles whereof were condemned by Mrs. Mumford's taste,", "Mumford and his wife glanced at each other. Yes, they could go; it\nwas very kind of Miss Derrick; but--", "A fortnight passed, and the Mumfords once more lived in\nenjoyment of tranquillity, though Emmeline could not quite recover", "could have been more delightful. She had quite made up her mind to\nhave a house, some day, at Sutton. She hoped the Mumfords would", "To think over this letter Mumford missed his ordinary train. It was\nnot exactly the kind of letter he had expected, and Emmeline shared", "'Something like the Mumfords'. It needn't be quite so large,' she\nadded quickly; 'but a house with a garden, in a nice road, and in a\nrespectable part.'", "the affair be left entirely in her hands. Indeed, she must very\nspecially request that Clarence would have nothing more to do with\nMiss Derrick's business. Whereupon Mumford took offence. Did", "Mrs. Mumford was offended, and showed it.\n\n'I have a perfect right, and I shall do so. Please don't let us\nquarrel. You may be fond of it, but I am not.'", "'Good-night, Mrs. Mumford.' 'Good-night, Miss Derrick.' For the\ngrace of the thing, Emmeline would have liked to say 'Louise,' but", "intercourse between the Mumfords and their only familiar\nacquaintances at Sutton. Mrs. Fentiman liked to talk of purely\ndomestic matters, and in a stranger's presence she was never at", "against me. If you could let me stay here just a short time, Mrs.\nMumford; just a few weeks I should _so_ like to be married from your\nhouse.'", "seem to think of opening. After a glance or two of discreet\ncuriosity, Mrs. Mumford left the room. Daily duties called for\nattention, and she was not at all inclined to talk further with", "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give" ], [ "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give", "intercourse between the Mumfords and their only familiar\nacquaintances at Sutton. Mrs. Fentiman liked to talk of purely\ndomestic matters, and in a stranger's presence she was never at", "Early in the afternoon, as Mrs. Mumford was making ready to go out,\nthe servant announced to her that a gentleman had called to see Miss", "It was Mumford who saw the advertisement and made the suggestion.\nHis wife gave him a startled look.\n\n'But--you don't mean that it's necessary? Have we been extrav--'", "'Something like the Mumfords'. It needn't be quite so large,' she\nadded quickly; 'but a house with a garden, in a nice road, and in a\nrespectable part.'", "Mrs. Mumford was offended, and showed it.\n\n'I have a perfect right, and I shall do so. Please don't let us\nquarrel. You may be fond of it, but I am not.'", "'I don't think I shall be able to stay with the Mumfords. They're\nvery nice people, but they're not exactly my sort, and we don't get\non very well. Where had I better go?'", "'Upstairs. She got rather badly burnt, I'm afraid. We've sent for a\ndoctor.'\n\n'And here I am,' spoke a voice behind them. 'Sorry to see this, Mr.\nMumford.'", "A fortnight passed, and the Mumfords once more lived in\nenjoyment of tranquillity, though Emmeline could not quite recover", "A slight emphasis on the \"he\" touched Mrs. Mumford unpleasantly. She\nrose, and began to pick out some overblown flowers from a vase on", "mother pass upstairs, both silent. Mumford, too well aware that yet\nanother disturbance had come upon his unhappy household, affected to\nread, and it was only when the door of Louise's room had closed that", "'Runnymede' (so the Mumfords' house was named) stood on its own\nlittle plot of ground in one of the tree-shadowed roads which", "'Mrs. Mumford,' said the girl, 'this is my mother. Mother, this is\nMrs. Mumford. And now, please, let me go somewhere while you have\nyour talk.'", "servants' mercy. On her return, late in the evening, she entered\nflurried and perspiring, and asked the servant who admitted her\nwhere Mrs. Mumford was.", "Mumford and his wife glanced at each other. Yes, they could go; it\nwas very kind of Miss Derrick; but--", "As the train came in she took up a position near the exit. Among the\npeople who had alighted, her eye soon perceived Clarence Mumford.\nShe stepped up to him and drew his attention.", "'Well, what has happened now?' exclaimed Mumford. 'If this kind of\nthing goes on much longer I shall feel inclined to take a lodging in\ntown.'", "Mumford closed the door of the room, shutting out Cobb and the cook\nand the housemaid. He repeated the story Cobb had told him, and", "Three days later Miss Derrick arrived, bringing with her something\nlike half-a-ton of luggage. She bounded up the doorsteps, and,\nmeeting Mrs. Mumford in the hall, kissed her fervently.", "Then restlessness again came upon her. One day she all but declared\nher disappointment that the Mumfords saw so few people. Emmeline,\nrepeating this to her husband, avowed a certain compunction." ], [ "In this respect Miss Derrick proved a congenial companion. Louise\nmade no pretence of rural inclinations, but had a great liking for", "LOUISE E. DERRICK.' Finally she penned a reply to Mr. Cobb, and\nthis, after a glance at a railway time-table, gave her no trouble at", "Cobb, inflamed with desire and jealousy, made an effort to recapture\nher. Louise sprang away from him; but immediately behind her lay the", "Next morning arrived a letter, signed 'Louise E. Derrick.' The\nwriter said she had been waiting to compare and think over some two", "'Oh!' Emmeline exclaimed. 'How can you have anything to do with such\na man?'\n\n'He's very nice sometimes,' answered Louise, thoughtfully.", "'He came here!' Louise exclaimed, reddening. 'What impudence! I\nshall at once write and tell him that his behaviour is outrageous.\nAm I to be hunted like this?'", "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "they numbered among their acquaintances one or two marriageable\nyoung men who might perchance be attracted by Miss Derrick,\nespecially if they learnt that Mr. Higgins was disposed to 'behave", "Louise--' She stopped to wipe her face. 'I dessay she's told you\nthat Mr. 'Iggins, who was a widower when I met him, has a daughter", "Emmeline produced a letter which had arrived for Miss Derrick.\n\n'Why didn't you give it me before?' Louise exclaimed, impatiently.", "Louise had not the power of loving at all. Yet, for his own part, he\ncouldn't help liking her; the eyes that had looked into his at the", "The first sight of the portly lady made the situation clearer to\nMrs. Mumford. Louise Derrick represented a certain stage of", "Louise's dress, well sprinkled with paraffin, aided the\nconflagration. Cobb, of course, saw only the danger to the girl. He", "'Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Cobb,' in gilt lettering, occupied the middle,\nand across the right-hand upper corner ran 'Louise E. Derrick,' an\narrow transfixing the maiden surname.", "wished to enter a new social sphere. His wife, on the other hand,\nhad a suspicion that Miss Derrick would not be content to see the", "Louise stood in an attitude of joyous excitement, her eyes\nsparkling. But at the first glance she perceived that her lover's", "'There, you may read that,' said Louise, holding out a letter. 'It's\nfrom Mr. Cobb; came yesterday, but I didn't care to talk about it\nthen. Yes, please read it; I want you to.'", "Derrick; on learning that Miss Derrick was away, he had asked sundry\nquestions, and ended by requesting an interview with Mrs. Mumford.\nHis name was Cobb.", "'ouse, Mrs. Mumford. And Louise seems quite taken with you. She\ndoesn't take to people very easy, either. Of course, you can give", "the table near her. Presently Louise became silent. Before either of\nthem spoke again a postman's knock sounded at the house-door, and\nEmmeline went to see what letter had been delivered. It was for Miss" ], [ "LOUISE E. DERRICK.' Finally she penned a reply to Mr. Cobb, and\nthis, after a glance at a railway time-table, gave her no trouble at", "In this respect Miss Derrick proved a congenial companion. Louise\nmade no pretence of rural inclinations, but had a great liking for", "Emmeline produced a letter which had arrived for Miss Derrick.\n\n'Why didn't you give it me before?' Louise exclaimed, impatiently.", "The first sight of the portly lady made the situation clearer to\nMrs. Mumford. Louise Derrick represented a certain stage of", "Next morning arrived a letter, signed 'Louise E. Derrick.' The\nwriter said she had been waiting to compare and think over some two", "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "Louise--' She stopped to wipe her face. 'I dessay she's told you\nthat Mr. 'Iggins, who was a widower when I met him, has a daughter", "'Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Cobb,' in gilt lettering, occupied the middle,\nand across the right-hand upper corner ran 'Louise E. Derrick,' an\narrow transfixing the maiden surname.", "of his first marriage--her poor mother died at the birth, and she's\nolder than Louise. I don't mind telling _you_, Mrs. Mumford, she's", "the table near her. Presently Louise became silent. Before either of\nthem spoke again a postman's knock sounded at the house-door, and\nEmmeline went to see what letter had been delivered. It was for Miss", "Meanwhile, Emmeline sat by the bedside and listened to the\nhysterical lamentation in which Louise gave her own--the", "Louise often used expressions which to a stranger would have implied\nthat her intimacy with Mrs. Mumford was of years' standing. 'He\nwrote for the first time last week. Such a silly letter! I wish you", "The threatened letter from Mrs. Higgins had arrived; Emmeline and\nher husband read it before their guest came down. If Louise", "'I shall say nothing more about it, Louise. It isn't my business\nto--'\n\nThe girl's face threatened a tempest. As Emmeline was moving away,\nshe rudely obstructed her.", "'Oh!' Emmeline exclaimed. 'How can you have anything to do with such\na man?'\n\n'He's very nice sometimes,' answered Louise, thoughtfully.", "of Louise, in a dressing-gown and slippers, with a shawl wrapped\nabout the upper part of her body.", "'Well, they're very nice people,' said Louise, with a little sigh.\n'And I like your sister so much. I'm glad she asked me to go and see", "heard at Mrs. Jolliffe's, and ending with the outrageous arrogance\nof Mrs. Mumford's latest remark. Louise listened with a smile.", "Louise's dress, well sprinkled with paraffin, aided the\nconflagration. Cobb, of course, saw only the danger to the girl. He", "The answer to Louise's letter of remonstrance came in the form of\nMrs. Higgins herself. Shortly before luncheon that lady drove up to" ], [ "Louise's dress, well sprinkled with paraffin, aided the\nconflagration. Cobb, of course, saw only the danger to the girl. He", "terror from Louise, from her lover a shout of alarm, blended with\nthe sound of breaking glass. In an instant a great flame shot up\nhalf way to the ceiling. The lamp-shade was ablaze; the", "Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down,\nhurried to inquire after Louise. She lay on a couch, wrapped in a", "that Cobb could scarce hold his ground to do battle. Louise out of\nthe way, he at once became cool and resourceful. Before a flame\ncould reach the window he had rent down the flimsy curtains and", "fire. Of course it came from Louise, and, though she professed\nherself very much annoyed, Mrs. Mumford had no choice but to\nacknowledge it in a civil little note addressed to Coburg Lodge.", "lawn. Without delay, Louise was conveyed beneath the roof, and her\nhost, a man of energy, sped towards the fire to be of what\nassistance he could.", "Cobb, inflamed with desire and jealousy, made an effort to recapture\nher. Louise sprang away from him; but immediately behind her lay the", "of Louise, in a dressing-gown and slippers, with a shawl wrapped\nabout the upper part of her body.", "Thereupon Louise's mother burst into a vehement exposition of the\nreasons of discord, beginning with the calumnious stories she had", "Louise did not appear again that evening. Thoroughly tired, she\nunpacked her trunks, sat awhile by the open window, listening to a", "Having thus delivered herself; Emmeline quitted the room. From the\nlibrary, of which the door was left ajar, she heard Louise and her", "Louise was pale with anger and fear, and as many other emotions as\nher little heart and brain could well hold. She did not look her", "To this, oddly enough, Louise gave no reply. She lingered by the\nwindow, nervously bending and rolling her letter, which she did not", "Whether she felt the force of this innuendo or not, Louise took it\nin good part. As if the idea had only just struck her, she looked up\ncheerfully.", "Astonished, Mumford drew aside with her to a quiet part of the long\nplatform. Louise, keeping a very grave countenance, told him rapidly\nall that had befallen since his departure from home in the morning.", "After saying good-night, she called to Emmeline from her bedroom\ndoor. Entering the room, Mrs. Mumford saw the open letter in\nLouise's hand, and read in her face a desire of confession.", "which they had all become involved; neither Louise nor her parents\ncould be dealt with in the rational, peaceful way preferred by\nwell-conditioned people. To get her out of the house was the main", "The next morning Louise was an hour late for breakfast. She came\ndown when Mumford had left the house, and Emmeline saw with surprise\nthat she was dressed for going out.", "He had not been home since breakfast-time, so Louise's appeal to him\nfor advice lay waiting his arrival. Impatiently, she described the", "their mealtimes on her account. Promptly at half-past seven they sat\ndown to dine, and had just risen from the table, when Louise\nappeared." ], [ "Louise, and announced her marriage. 'Dear Mrs. Mumford,--I know\nyou'll be glad to hear it's all over. It was to have been at the end", "'Well, I can only propose one thing,' sounded the masculine voice.\n'You can get out of it by marrying me.'\n\nLouise gave a little laugh, rather timid than scornful.", "of his first marriage--her poor mother died at the birth, and she's\nolder than Louise. I don't mind telling _you_, Mrs. Mumford, she's", "Louise--' She stopped to wipe her face. 'I dessay she's told you\nthat Mr. 'Iggins, who was a widower when I met him, has a daughter", "know. And she told me in confidence what people are saying--as how\nLouise was to marry Mr. Bowling, but he broke it off when he found", "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "The listener trembled with irritation, and before she could command\nher voice Louise added eagerly:\n\n'Of course, when we're married, Mr. Bowling will pay all my debts.'", "Louise had gone into the house. Emmeline approached her husband.\n\n'There! I foresaw it. Isn't vexing?'", "Louise had not the power of loving at all. Yet, for his own part, he\ncouldn't help liking her; the eyes that had looked into his at the", "'Oh!' Emmeline exclaimed. 'How can you have anything to do with such\na man?'\n\n'He's very nice sometimes,' answered Louise, thoughtfully.", "Louise stood in an attitude of joyous excitement, her eyes\nsparkling. But at the first glance she perceived that her lover's", "Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down,\nhurried to inquire after Louise. She lay on a couch, wrapped in a", "Louise received Mr. Bilton's name with moderate interest. But she\ndropped the subject, and seemed to reconcile herself to domestic\npleasures.", "Whether that unknown person would discharge the debt his betrothed\nwas incurring seemed an altogether uncertain matter. Louise, in the\nmeantime, kept quiet as a mouse--so strangely quiet, indeed, that", "'Now do let me advise you, Louise,' she answered gently. 'Are you\nacting wisely? Wouldn't it be very much better to go home?',", "Louise's dress, well sprinkled with paraffin, aided the\nconflagration. Cobb, of course, saw only the danger to the girl. He", "'Children are a great trouble,' Louise remarked, when they had left\nthe house. 'People ought never to marry unless they can keep a lot", "in conversing so long without a quarrel. Louise became light-hearted\nand mirthful; her companion, though less abandoned to the mood of\nthe moment, wore a hopeful countenance. Through all his roughness,", "Whether she felt the force of this innuendo or not, Louise took it\nin good part. As if the idea had only just struck her, she looked up\ncheerfully.", "Emmeline and her husband held a council that night, and resolved\nthat, whatever the issue of Louise's appeal to her stepfather, this" ], [ "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "Louise had not the power of loving at all. Yet, for his own part, he\ncouldn't help liking her; the eyes that had looked into his at the", "Cobb, inflamed with desire and jealousy, made an effort to recapture\nher. Louise sprang away from him; but immediately behind her lay the", "'He came here!' Louise exclaimed, reddening. 'What impudence! I\nshall at once write and tell him that his behaviour is outrageous.\nAm I to be hunted like this?'", "Louise stood in an attitude of joyous excitement, her eyes\nsparkling. But at the first glance she perceived that her lover's", "'Oh!' Emmeline exclaimed. 'How can you have anything to do with such\na man?'\n\n'He's very nice sometimes,' answered Louise, thoughtfully.", "Louise--' She stopped to wipe her face. 'I dessay she's told you\nthat Mr. 'Iggins, who was a widower when I met him, has a daughter", "handsomely' to his stepdaughter; but the Mumfords had no desire to\nsee Louise speedily married. To the bribe with which the letter\nended they could give no serious thought. Having secured their", "Cobb, when he no longer feared that the house would be burnt down,\nhurried to inquire after Louise. She lay on a couch, wrapped in a", "Louise's dress, well sprinkled with paraffin, aided the\nconflagration. Cobb, of course, saw only the danger to the girl. He", "Emmeline and her husband held a council that night, and resolved\nthat, whatever the issue of Louise's appeal to her stepfather, this", "'Well, I can only propose one thing,' sounded the masculine voice.\n'You can get out of it by marrying me.'\n\nLouise gave a little laugh, rather timid than scornful.", "Having thus delivered herself; Emmeline quitted the room. From the\nlibrary, of which the door was left ajar, she heard Louise and her", "the table near her. Presently Louise became silent. Before either of\nthem spoke again a postman's knock sounded at the house-door, and\nEmmeline went to see what letter had been delivered. It was for Miss", "heard at Mrs. Jolliffe's, and ending with the outrageous arrogance\nof Mrs. Mumford's latest remark. Louise listened with a smile.", "The threatened letter from Mrs. Higgins had arrived; Emmeline and\nher husband read it before their guest came down. If Louise", "she had justly declared, was not prone to ignoble imaginings; but\nacquitting her husband by no means involved an equal charity towards\nLouise. Hitherto uncertain in her judgment, she had now the relief", "Louise received Mr. Bilton's name with moderate interest. But she\ndropped the subject, and seemed to reconcile herself to domestic\npleasures.", "Whether that unknown person would discharge the debt his betrothed\nwas incurring seemed an altogether uncertain matter. Louise, in the\nmeantime, kept quiet as a mouse--so strangely quiet, indeed, that", "'Not if you really wish it, Louise. But--I can't help thinking you\nexaggerate his faults.'\n\n'Not a bit. He's a regular brute when he gets angry.'" ], [ "Louise was recovering self-possession; the irritability of her own\ntemper began to support her courage.", "pleasure that her mind seemed to have a very wholesome tone. Louise\nmight commit follies, and be guilty of bad taste to any extent, but\nnothing in her savoured of depravity.", "Louise was pale with anger and fear, and as many other emotions as\nher little heart and brain could well hold. She did not look her", "Louise stood in an attitude of joyous excitement, her eyes\nsparkling. But at the first glance she perceived that her lover's", "in conversing so long without a quarrel. Louise became light-hearted\nand mirthful; her companion, though less abandoned to the mood of\nthe moment, wore a hopeful countenance. Through all his roughness,", "'Oh!' Emmeline exclaimed. 'How can you have anything to do with such\na man?'\n\n'He's very nice sometimes,' answered Louise, thoughtfully.", "Whether she felt the force of this innuendo or not, Louise took it\nin good part. As if the idea had only just struck her, she looked up\ncheerfully.", "And, on the whole, it seemed to speak in Louise's favour. Her\nridicule of Mr. Bowling's person and character became, in this new", "Louise had not the power of loving at all. Yet, for his own part, he\ncouldn't help liking her; the eyes that had looked into his at the", "'Now do let me advise you, Louise,' she answered gently. 'Are you\nacting wisely? Wouldn't it be very much better to go home?',", "which they had all become involved; neither Louise nor her parents\ncould be dealt with in the rational, peaceful way preferred by\nwell-conditioned people. To get her out of the house was the main", "'I shall do nothing of the kind,' answered Louise, her temper\nrising.", "Louise did not appear again that evening. Thoroughly tired, she\nunpacked her trunks, sat awhile by the open window, listening to a", "'I shall say nothing more about it, Louise. It isn't my business\nto--'\n\nThe girl's face threatened a tempest. As Emmeline was moving away,\nshe rudely obstructed her.", "In ten minutes Louise had written her letter. She went out,\nreturned, and looked in at the drawing-room, with a pleasant smile.", "she had justly declared, was not prone to ignoble imaginings; but\nacquitting her husband by no means involved an equal charity towards\nLouise. Hitherto uncertain in her judgment, she had now the relief", "Louise pondered for a long time, turning now to this part of the\nletter, now to that. And the lines of her face, though they made no", "of Louise, in a dressing-gown and slippers, with a shawl wrapped\nabout the upper part of her body.", "Louise lost all her self-control. Flushed with anger, her eyes\nglaring, she broke into vehement exclamations.", "For a week or ten days Louise lay very ill; then her vigorous\nconstitution began to assert itself. It helped her greatly towards" ] ]

[ "IN WHAT COUNTRY DID THE MUMFORDS LIVE?", "WHO WAS THE MUMFOR'D'S PAYING GUEST?", "HOW DID THE MUMFORDS LEARN THAT LOUISE DERRICK WAS LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO STAY?", "WHO IS CECILY TO LOUISE DEKKER?", "WHO IS TOM COBB TO LOUISE DEKKER?", "HOW DID LOUISE GET INJURED IN THE MUMFORD HOME?", "WHERE IN THE MUMFORD HOME WAS THE FIRE STARTED?", "HOW WAS THE MUMFORD HOME FIRE STARTED?", "WHO IS MR BOWLING TO LOUISE DEKKER?", "How old is the Mumford's son?", "Why does Louise Derrick need a place to stay?", "How many men are courting Louise?", "Who is Mr. Boling also courting, in addition to Louise?", "Do the Mumfords and Louise get along well?", "How does Louise get injured?", "Why do the Mumfords want a paying guest?", "Who is visiting when Louise injures herself?", "Does Louise encourage Bowlings courting?", "Who does Louise marry?", "Where do Clarence and Emmeline Mumford live?", "How old is the son of Clarence Mumford?", "Why do Clarence and Emmeline Mumford consider having a tenant?", "What is the name of the tenant the Mumfords take on?", "What two men pursue Louise Derrick's affections?", "Who is Cecily to Louise Derrick?", "How does Louise accidently start the fire?", "Whom does Louise marry?", "Who was at one time courting Louise's stepsister?", "What sort of temperament does Louise have?" ]

[ [ "ENGLAND", "England " ], [ "LOUISE DERRICK", "Louise Derrick" ], [ "THROUGH AN AD IN THE NEWSPAPER", "From the newspaper" ], [ "HER STEPSISTER", "She is Cecily's stepsister." ], [ "ONE OF HER SUITORS", "He is courting Louise and later becomes her husband." ], [ "IN A FIRE", "She tripped on a chair." ], [ "IN THE DRAWING ROOM", "The Drawing Room of the Property." ], [ "LOUISE TRIPPED OVER A CHAIR", "Accidentlly " ], [ "ANOTHER SUITOR", "Her step-sister's beau" ], [ "Two", "2" ], [ "Disagreements with her immediate family", "Disagreements with family" ], [ "Two", "2" ], [ "Cecily", "Cecily, Louise's stepsister." ], [ "They do not", "No" ], [ "Trips over a chair and starts a fire", "in a fire" ], [ "To supplement their income", "To supplement their income. " ], [ "Mr. Tom Cobb", "Cobb" ], [ "Not particularly", "Yes " ], [ "Tom Cobb", "Cobb" ], [ "Sutton", "Sutton." ], [ "2", "He is two years old." ], [ "To supplement their income.", "To supplement their income" ], [ "Louise Derrick", "Louise Derrick" ], [ "Mr Bowling and Tom Cobb.", "Mr Bowling and Tom Cobb" ], [ "Stepsister ", "Step sister" ], [ "Tripping on a chair.", "She trips on a chair." ], [ "Tom Cobb", "Tom Cobb" ], [ "Mr Bowling", "Mr bowing " ], [ "Bad temper ", "She has a bad temperament." ] ]

[ [ "\"Dorothea is going to be married again, you know,\" said Mr. Brooke,\nnodding towards Celia, who immediately looked up at her husband with a", "Miss Brooke, however, was not again seen by either of these gentlemen\nunder her maiden name. Not long after that dinner-party she had become\nMrs. Casaubon, and was on her way to Rome.", "England, and work his own way. I thought you would consider that a\ngood sign,\" said Dorothea, with an appealing look into her husband's\nneutral face.", "Mr. Brooke was speaking at the same time, but it was evident that Mr.\nCasaubon was observing Dorothea, and she was aware of it.", "Mr. Brooke read the letter, and then, nodding toward Dorothea, said,\n\"Casaubon, my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write\nmore--didn't wait, you know.\"", "The reading in the night did come. Dorothea in her young weariness had\nslept soon and fast: she was awakened by a sense of light, which seemed", "about him when I first saw him at Lowick,\" said Dorothea, putting her\nhand on her husband's.", "\"I shall talk to her about her husband,\" thought Dorothea, as she was\nbeing driven towards the town. The clear spring morning, the scent of", "It came very lightly indeed. When Dorothea quitted Caleb and turned to\nmeet them, it appeared that Mrs. Cadwallader had stepped across the", "\"I should like you to stay very much,\" said Dorothea, at once, as\nsimply and readily as she had spoken at Rome. There was not the shadow\nof a reason in her mind at the moment why she should not say so.", "\"Is Mrs. Lydgate at home?\" said Dorothea, who had never, that she knew\nof, seen Rosamond, but now remembered the fact of the marriage. Yes,\nMrs. Lydgate was at home.", "\"I beg you will not refer to this again,\" said Dorothea, rather\nhaughtily. But immediately she feared that she was wrong, and turning", "Dorothea walked about the house with delightful emotion. Everything\nseemed hallowed to her: this was to be the home of her wifehood, and", "\"Yesterday,\" said Mr. Brooke, meekly. \"I went to Lowick. Dorothea\nsent for me, you know. It had come about quite suddenly--neither of", "Dorothea had been aware when Lydgate had ridden away, and she had\nstepped into the garden, with the impulse to go at once to her husband.", "Thus Mr. Casaubon was in one of his busiest epochs, and as I began to\nsay a little while ago, Dorothea joined him early in the library where", "Some days later, Lydgate was riding to Lowick Manor, in consequence of\na summons from Dorothea. The summons had not been unexpected, since it", "\"Oh, let us stay!\" said Dorothea. \"We have nothing to do to-day except\ngo about, have we?\" she added, looking entreatingly at Mr. Casaubon.", "There was silence for a few moments, while Dorothea sat as if she had\nbeen turned to marble, though the life within her was so intense that\nher mind had never before swept in brief time over an equal range of\nscenes and motives.", "Will offered to tell Mr. Brooke, who presently came and said that he\nwould step into the carriage and go with Dorothea as far as Dagley's," ], [ "England, and work his own way. I thought you would consider that a\ngood sign,\" said Dorothea, with an appealing look into her husband's\nneutral face.", "Mr. Brooke read the letter, and then, nodding toward Dorothea, said,\n\"Casaubon, my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write\nmore--didn't wait, you know.\"", "concerned. Mr. Brooke could not resist the pleasure of corresponding\nwith Will and Dorothea; and one morning when his pen had been\nremarkably fluent on the prospects of Municipal Reform, it ran off into", "he may attempt through indirect influence. This man has gained\nDorothea's ear: he has fascinated her attention; he has evidently tried\nto impress her mind with the notion that he has claims beyond anything", "\"Oh yes,\" said Dorothea, cordially. \"It will come; and I shall\nremember how well you wish me. I quite hoped that we should be friends", "\"I am glad you have told me this, Mr. Lydgate,\" said Dorothea,\ncordially. \"I feel sure I can help a little. I have some money, and", "himself to say that he had gone through some spiritual conflicts in his\nyouth; in short, Dorothea saw that here she might reckon on\nunderstanding, sympathy, and guidance. On one--only one--of her", "\"My dear young lady--Miss Brooke--Dorothea!\" he said, pressing her hand\nbetween his hands, \"this is a happiness greater than I had ever", "talking with more and more pleasure to Dorothea. She was perfectly\nunconstrained and without irritation towards him now, and he was\ngradually discovering the delight there is in frank kindness and", "clung with a consecrating effect to Dorothea. He could remain her\nbrotherly friend, interpreting her actions with generous trustfulness.", "\"I am very glad to hear it,\" said Dorothea, laughing out her words in a\nbird-like modulation, and looking at Will with playful gratitude in her\neyes. \"What very kind things you say to me!\"", "\"I have wished very much to see you for a long while, Mr. Lydgate,\"\nsaid Dorothea when they were seated opposite each other; \"but I put off", "\"That is very kind of you,\" said Dorothea, looking up at Mr. Casaubon\nwith delight. \"It is noble. After all, people may really have in them", "Mr. Brooke was speaking at the same time, but it was evident that Mr.\nCasaubon was observing Dorothea, and she was aware of it.", "like him. And I think he is not half fond enough of Dorothea; and he\nought to be, for I am sure no one else would have had him--do you\nthink they would?\"", "\"Well, my dear, this is pleasant, now,\" said Mr. Brooke, meeting and\nkissing her. \"You have left Casaubon with his books, I suppose.", "\"Still, you don't like me; I have made myself an unpleasant thought to\nyou.\"\n\n\"Not at all,\" said Dorothea, with the most open kindness. \"I like you\nvery much.\"", "\"I should like you to stay very much,\" said Dorothea, at once, as\nsimply and readily as she had spoken at Rome. There was not the shadow\nof a reason in her mind at the moment why she should not say so.", "\"Dorothea is going to be married again, you know,\" said Mr. Brooke,\nnodding towards Celia, who immediately looked up at her husband with a", "It had now entered Dorothea's mind that Mr. Casaubon might wish to make\nher his wife, and the idea that he would do so touched her with a sort" ], [ "\"Dorothea is going to be married again, you know,\" said Mr. Brooke,\nnodding towards Celia, who immediately looked up at her husband with a", "according to Mr. Casaubon's arrangement marriage to him, Will Ladislaw,\nwould mean that she consented to be penniless. That was not what he", "Will Ladislaw's mind was now wholly bent on seeing Dorothea again, and\nforthwith quitting Middlemarch. The morning after his agitating scene", "\"Yes, I do,\" answered Sir James. \"I think that Dorothea commits a\nwrong action in marrying Ladislaw.\"", "England, and work his own way. I thought you would consider that a\ngood sign,\" said Dorothea, with an appealing look into her husband's\nneutral face.", "if Dorothea married and had a son, that son would inherit Mr. Brooke's\nestate, presumably worth about three thousand a-year--a rental which", "preoccupation in observing Dorothea. Ladislaw had made up his mind\nthat she must be an unpleasant girl, since she was going to marry", "\"I have something to tell you about our cousin Mr. Ladislaw, which I\nthink will heighten your opinion of him,\" said Dorothea to her husband", "done, if she had only been better and known better. Still, she never\nrepented that she had given up position and fortune to marry Will\nLadislaw, and he would have held it the greatest shame as well as", "\"You mean perhaps to be a painter?\" said Dorothea, with a new direction\nof interest. \"You mean to make painting your profession? Mr. Casaubon\nwill like to hear that you have chosen a profession.\"", "that she thought him a poor creature. From the first arrival of the\nyoung ladies in Tipton she had prearranged Dorothea's marriage with Sir", "It had now entered Dorothea's mind that Mr. Casaubon might wish to make\nher his wife, and the idea that he would do so touched her with a sort", "\"I understand. It is as I used to hope and believe,\" said Dorothea,\ntaking her sister's face between her hands, and looking at her half\nanxiously. Celia's marriage seemed more serious than it used to do.", "And how should Dorothea not marry?--a girl so handsome and with such\nprospects? Nothing could hinder it but her love of extremes, and her", "Mr. Brooke read the letter, and then, nodding toward Dorothea, said,\n\"Casaubon, my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write\nmore--didn't wait, you know.\"", "of entering into my nest. That I will hinder! Such a marriage would be\nfatal to Dorothea. Has he ever persisted in anything except from", "Will offered to tell Mr. Brooke, who presently came and said that he\nwould step into the carriage and go with Dorothea as far as Dagley's,", "he may attempt through indirect influence. This man has gained\nDorothea's ear: he has fascinated her attention; he has evidently tried\nto impress her mind with the notion that he has claims beyond anything", "the will, should be secured at his death. The vision of all this as\nwhat ought to be done seemed to Dorothea like a sudden letting in of\ndaylight, waking her from her previous stupidity and incurious", "initiation in ideas, as she was looking forward to marriage, and\nblending her dim conceptions of both. It would be a great mistake to\nsuppose that Dorothea would have cared about any share in Mr." ], [ "Mr. Bulstrode's power was not due simply to his being a country banker,\nwho knew the financial secrets of most traders in the town and could", "Lydgate heard it discussed in a way that threw much light on the power\nexercised in the town by Mr. Bulstrode. The banker was evidently a", "finally collapsed. Meanwhile Nicholas Bulstrode had used his hundred\nthousand discreetly, and was become provincially, solidly important--a", "banker his brother-in-law, who predominated so much in the town that\nsome called him a Methodist, others a hypocrite, according to the\nresources of their vocabulary; and there were various professional men.", "Other medical men felt themselves more capable. Mr. Toller shared the\nhighest practice in the town and belonged to an old Middlemarch family:", "\"It'll be a bad thing for the town though, if Bulstrode's money goes\nout of it,\" said Mr. Limp, quaveringly.", "going into the town. He kept him in his own room for the evening and\nsaw him to bed, Raffles all the while amusing himself with the\nannoyance he was causing this decent and highly prosperous", "severe in watching the result. He had gathered, as an industrious man\nalways at his post, a chief share in administering the town charities,", "town, and altogether of dimly known origin, was considered to have done\nwell in uniting himself with a real Middlemarch family; on the other", "Mr. Bulstrode, the banker, seemed to be addressed, but that gentleman\ndisliked coarseness and profanity, and merely bowed. The remark was", "\"Lydgate has been living at a great rate for a young beginner,\" said\nMr. Harry Toller, the brewer. \"I suppose his relations in the North\nback him up.\"", "Meanwhile, the town opinion about the new editor of the \"Pioneer\" was\ntending to confirm Mr. Casaubon's view. Will's relationship in that", "The group had already become larger, the town-clerk's presence being a\nguarantee that something worth listening to was going on there; and Mr.", "Mr. Garth had a small office in the town, and to this Fred went with\nhis request. He obtained it without much difficulty, for a large", "meant to have a funeral \"beyond his betters.\" This was true; for old\nFeatherstone had not been a Harpagon whose passions had all been", "\"Most of these followers are not Lowick people,\" said Sir James; \"I\nsuppose they are legatees from a distance, or from Middlemarch.\nLovegood tells me the old fellow has left a good deal of money as well\nas land.\"", "\"Look here! all this is about a landlord not a hundred miles from\nMiddlemarch, who receives his own rents. They say he is the most", "her own. Not that she knew much about them. That her husband had at\nfirst been employed in a bank, that he had afterwards entered into what\nhe called city business and gained a fortune before he was", "No more was said on the subject until the next day, when Mr. Bulstrode\nhad returned from the town and was dressing for dinner. His wife, not", "the fact of his having placed himself at a disadvantage in the town,\nand without that first shock of revelation about Dover's debt, would\nhave made his presence dull to her. There was another presence which" ], [ "Rosamond at his mother's request to deliver a message as he passed, he\nhappened to see Ladislaw going away. Fred and Rosamond had little to", "\"Poor fellow!\" said Rosamond, prettily. \"You will see Fred so\nchanged,\" she added, turning to the other suitor; \"we have looked to\nMr. Lydgate as our guardian angel during this illness.\"", "The Garths were very fond of Fred, as he was of them; for when he and\nRosamond were little ones, and the Garths were better off, the slight", "\"Oh, Fred is horrid!\" said Rosamond. She would not have allowed\nherself so unsuitable a word to any one but Mary.\n\n\"What do you mean by horrid?\"", "\"_Rosy!_\" cried Fred, in a tone of profound brotherly scepticism.\n\n\"Come, Fred!\" said Mary, emphatically; \"you have no right to be so\ncritical.\"", "\"Ah, there is Fred beginning to strum! I must go and hinder him from\njarring all your nerves,\" said Rosamond, moving to the other side of", "She never left Fred's side when her husband was not in the house, and\nthus Rosamond was in the unusual position of being much alone.", "\"Fred's studies are not very deep,\" said Rosamond, rising with her\nmamma, \"he is only reading a novel.\"", "\"I dare say she likes you better than the property,\" said Rosamond,\nlooking at him from a distance.", "\"Papa does not mean anything of the kind,\" said Rosamond, quite calmly.\n\"He has always said that he wished me to marry the man I loved. And I", "Rosamond thought she knew perfectly well why Mr. Ladislaw disliked the\nCaptain: he was jealous, and she liked his being jealous.", "sisterly faithfulness towards her brother's family, had two sincere\nwishes for Rosamond--that she might show a more serious turn of mind,\nand that she might meet with a husband whose wealth corresponded to her", "\"Then I wonder you can defend Fred,\" said Rosamond, inclined to push\nthis point.\n\n\"I don't defend him,\" said Mary, laughing; \"I would defend any parish\nfrom having him for a clergyman.\"", "attracted him, and Rosamond was her very opposite. But he recalled\nhimself.", "of Fred's hearing, but Rosamond had opened the drawing-room door, and\nnow came forward anxiously. Lydgate apologized for Mr. Wrench, said", "Rosamond turned her neck and patted her hair, looking the image of\nplacid indifference. But the next time Will came when Lydgate was\naway, she spoke archly about his not going to London as he had\nthreatened.", "of Rosamond, whom old Featherstone made haste ostentatiously to\nintroduce as his niece, though he had never thought it worth while to", "\"Mamma,\" said Rosamond, \"when Fred comes down I wish you would not let\nhim have red herrings. I cannot bear the smell of them all over the\nhouse at this hour of the morning.\"", "Rosamond, in fact, was entirely occupied not exactly with Tertius\nLydgate as he was in himself, but with his relation to her; and it was", "\"You are thinking what is not true,\" said Rosamond, in an eager\nhalf-whisper, while she was still feeling Dorothea's arms round" ], [ "\"Yes, sir, I hear.\" Fred had received this order before, and had\nsecretly disobeyed it. He intended to disobey it again.", "Fred entered on the subject directly, and declared briefly what he had\ndone and was resolved to do, expressing at the end his regret that he", "Fred had not meant to tell this, but he was obliged now to say, \"Yes,\nhe was. But I suppose it was an accidental thing. I have never seen\nhim there before.\"", "There was a pause, in which Fred was seized by a most uncomfortable\nchill. What was coming next? He dreaded to hear that something had", "Fred's mind, on the other hand, was busy with an anxiety which even his\nready hopefulness could not immediately quell. He saw no way of", "Mr. Featherstone's face required its whole scale of grimaces as a\nmuscular outlet to his silent triumph in the soundness of his faculties.\n\nFred felt himself to be in a disgusting dilemma.", "Fred made no answer: he was too utterly depressed. Twenty-four hours\nago he had thought that instead of needing to know what he should do,", "\"Very well,\" said Fred, sulkily, taking up his hat and whip. His\ncomplexion showed patches of pale pink and dead white. Like many a", "Fred, in spite of his irritation, had kindness enough in him to be a\nlittle sorry for the unloved, unvenerated old man, who with his", "Fred turned round and hurried out of the room, conscious that he was\ngetting rather womanish, and feeling confusedly that his being sorry\nwas not of much use to the Garths. They could see him mount, and\nquickly pass through the gate.", "When Fred stated the circumstances of his debt, his wish to meet it\nwithout troubling his father, and the certainty that the money would be", "This was very cutting to Fred. His father was using that unfair\nadvantage possessed by us all when we are in a pathetic situation and", "came up to give his master a report, and Fred, to his unspeakable\nrelief, was dismissed with the injunction to come again soon.", "\"That is what I want her to tell you,\" said Fred, bluntly. \"I don't\nknow what to do, unless I can get at her feeling.\"", "\"Very good,\" said Fred, who had his own reasons for not being in the\nbest spirits, and wanted to get away.", "Fred observed that Lydgate was losing fast, and found himself in the\nnew situation of puzzling his brains to think of some device by which,\nwithout being offensive, he could withdraw Lydgate's attention, and", "Fred carried the letter to the fire, and thrust the poker through it\nwith much zest. He longed to get out of the room, but he was a little", "\"Really, I can't say.\" said Fred, rather glumly, as he left the table,\nand taking up a novel which he had brought down with him, threw himself", "While Fred was speaking, he had taken out the notes and laid them on\nthe desk before Mr. Garth. He had burst forth at once with the plain", "turns you out this!\" Then in a more pathetic tone, pushing up his\nspectacles and looking at the unfortunate scribe, \"The Lord have mercy\non us, Fred, I can't put up with this!\"" ], [ "he may attempt through indirect influence. This man has gained\nDorothea's ear: he has fascinated her attention; he has evidently tried\nto impress her mind with the notion that he has claims beyond anything", "like him. And I think he is not half fond enough of Dorothea; and he\nought to be, for I am sure no one else would have had him--do you\nthink they would?\"", "\"Dorothea is going to be married again, you know,\" said Mr. Brooke,\nnodding towards Celia, who immediately looked up at her husband with a", "The tone in which Dorothea said this was a note that Celia had long\nlearned to recognize. She was silent a few moments, and then said, as\nif she had dismissed all contest, \"Is he very fond of you, Dodo?\"", "Mr. Casaubon blinked furtively at Will. He had a suspicion that he was\nbeing laughed at. But it was not possible to include Dorothea in the\nsuspicion.", "and Dorothea his conjectures had gone beyond the fact. He imagined\nthat there was a passionate attachment on both sides, and this struck\nhim as much too serious to gossip about. He remembered Will's", "Mr. Brooke was speaking at the same time, but it was evident that Mr.\nCasaubon was observing Dorothea, and she was aware of it.", "\"I have wished very much to see you for a long while, Mr. Lydgate,\"\nsaid Dorothea when they were seated opposite each other; \"but I put off", "\"Certainly. He thinks of me as a future sister--that is all.\" Dorothea\nhad never hinted this before, waiting, from a certain shyness on such", "Mr. Brooke read the letter, and then, nodding toward Dorothea, said,\n\"Casaubon, my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write\nmore--didn't wait, you know.\"", "It had now entered Dorothea's mind that Mr. Casaubon might wish to make\nher his wife, and the idea that he would do so touched her with a sort", "England, and work his own way. I thought you would consider that a\ngood sign,\" said Dorothea, with an appealing look into her husband's\nneutral face.", "about him when I first saw him at Lowick,\" said Dorothea, putting her\nhand on her husband's.", "\"You mean perhaps to be a painter?\" said Dorothea, with a new direction\nof interest. \"You mean to make painting your profession? Mr. Casaubon\nwill like to hear that you have chosen a profession.\"", "\"I have something to tell you about our cousin Mr. Ladislaw, which I\nthink will heighten your opinion of him,\" said Dorothea to her husband", "In his inmost soul Will was conscious of wishing to tell Dorothea what\nwas rather new even in his own construction of things--namely, that", "Thus Dorothea had three more conversations with him, and was convinced\nthat her first impressions had been just. He was all she had at first\nimagined him to be: almost everything he had said seemed like a", "Dorothea's heart seemed to turn over as if it had had a blow, but she\nwas not perceptibly checked: in truth, the sense that Will was there", "\"Do you know, I think he adores Mrs. Casaubon.\"\n\n\"Poor devil!\" said Lydgate, smiling and pinching his wife's ears.", "concerned. Mr. Brooke could not resist the pleasure of corresponding\nwith Will and Dorothea; and one morning when his pen had been\nremarkably fluent on the prospects of Municipal Reform, it ran off into" ], [ "which had brought about Fred's sharing in his work, but had kept back\nthe further result. \"The children _are_ fond of each other--I mean,\nFred and Mary.\"", "There were three boys: Mary was not discontented that she brought forth\nmen-children only; and when Fred wished to have a girl like her, she", "of their toy teacups, and spent whole days together in play. Mary was\na little hoyden, and Fred at six years old thought her the nicest girl", "Fred went through much more narrative and explanation with his mother,\nbut she was inconsolable, having before her eyes what perhaps her\nhusband had never thought of, the certainty that Fred would marry Mary", "and Mary, without fuss, began again in her neat fashion, with precisely\nthe same words as before. Fred, who had also seated himself near,\nwould have felt unmixed triumph in Mary's effectiveness if Mr.", "\"That is what my father has just told me of as what may happen, and he\nnever talks nonsense,\" said Mary, looking up at Fred now, while he\ngrasped her hand as they walked, till it rather hurt her; but she would\nnot complain.", "\"I could not love a man who is ridiculous,\" said Mary, not choosing to\ngo deeper. \"Fred has sense and knowledge enough to make him", "\"What fine clothes you wear, you extravagant youth!\" said Mary, as Fred\nstood still and raised his hat to her with playful formality. \"You are\nnot learning economy.\"", "\"What do you mean, Fred?\" Mary exclaimed indignantly, blushing deeply,\nand surprised out of all her readiness in reply.\n\n\"It is impossible that you should not see it all clearly enough--you\nwho see everything.\"", "\"How dare you make any comparison between my father and you, Fred?\"\nsaid Mary, in a deep tone of indignation. \"He never got into trouble", "\"Every one would not agree with you there, mother,\" said Fred, who\nseemed to be able to read and listen too.", "\"It is all true, Fred, and I am happy because of it--because I love you\nbest,\" said Mary, in a tone of obedient recitation.", "\"_Rosy!_\" cried Fred, in a tone of profound brotherly scepticism.\n\n\"Come, Fred!\" said Mary, emphatically; \"you have no right to be so\ncritical.\"", "\"I think Fred ought not to need telling again what I have already said\nto him,\" Mary answered, with a slight resentment in her manner. \"I", "\"Never dare to mention this any more to me, Fred,\" said Mary, getting\nserious again. \"I don't know whether it is more stupid or ungenerous", "\"But hearken to this, Fred,\" said Caleb. \"Are you sure Mary is fond of\nyou, or would ever have you?\"", "Mary Garth had before this been getting ready to go home with her\nfather. She met Fred in the hall, and now for the first time had the", "Farebrothers would regard it as a slight to themselves, Mary being\ntheir particular friend. Mary came, and Fred was in high spirits,\nthough his enjoyment was of a checkered kind--triumph that his mother", "\"Mary mentioned nothing else. But really, Fred, I think you ought to\nbe ashamed.\"\n\n\"Oh, fudge! Don't lecture me. What did Mary say about it?\"", "\"Don't fear for me, father,\" said Mary, gravely meeting her father's\neyes; \"Fred has always been very good to me; he is kind-hearted and" ], [ "\"Dorothea is going to be married again, you know,\" said Mr. Brooke,\nnodding towards Celia, who immediately looked up at her husband with a", "that she thought him a poor creature. From the first arrival of the\nyoung ladies in Tipton she had prearranged Dorothea's marriage with Sir", "England, and work his own way. I thought you would consider that a\ngood sign,\" said Dorothea, with an appealing look into her husband's\nneutral face.", "It had now entered Dorothea's mind that Mr. Casaubon might wish to make\nher his wife, and the idea that he would do so touched her with a sort", "\"Why, whom do you mean to say that you are going to let her marry?\"\nMrs. Cadwallader's mind was rapidly surveying the possibilities of\nchoice for Dorothea.", "\"I understand. It is as I used to hope and believe,\" said Dorothea,\ntaking her sister's face between her hands, and looking at her half\nanxiously. Celia's marriage seemed more serious than it used to do.", "\"You mean perhaps to be a painter?\" said Dorothea, with a new direction\nof interest. \"You mean to make painting your profession? Mr. Casaubon\nwill like to hear that you have chosen a profession.\"", "he may attempt through indirect influence. This man has gained\nDorothea's ear: he has fascinated her attention; he has evidently tried\nto impress her mind with the notion that he has claims beyond anything", "And how should Dorothea not marry?--a girl so handsome and with such\nprospects? Nothing could hinder it but her love of extremes, and her", "longer appeared right to her; and Mr. Casaubon had never himself seen\nfully what was the claim upon him. \"But he will!\" said Dorothea. \"The", "preoccupation in observing Dorothea. Ladislaw had made up his mind\nthat she must be an unpleasant girl, since she was going to marry", "initiation in ideas, as she was looking forward to marriage, and\nblending her dim conceptions of both. It would be a great mistake to\nsuppose that Dorothea would have cared about any share in Mr.", "Celia to accept him. That he should be regarded as a suitor to herself\nwould have seemed to her a ridiculous irrelevance. Dorothea, with all", "Mr. Casaubon, seeing Dorothea look earnestly towards him, could not but\nask her if she would be interested in such visits: he was now at her", "about him when I first saw him at Lowick,\" said Dorothea, putting her\nhand on her husband's.", "\"Certainly. He thinks of me as a future sister--that is all.\" Dorothea\nhad never hinted this before, waiting, from a certain shyness on such", "Mr. Brooke read the letter, and then, nodding toward Dorothea, said,\n\"Casaubon, my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write\nmore--didn't wait, you know.\"", "like him. And I think he is not half fond enough of Dorothea; and he\nought to be, for I am sure no one else would have had him--do you\nthink they would?\"", "\"I have wished very much to see you for a long while, Mr. Lydgate,\"\nsaid Dorothea when they were seated opposite each other; \"but I put off", "The tone in which Dorothea said this was a note that Celia had long\nlearned to recognize. She was silent a few moments, and then said, as\nif she had dismissed all contest, \"Is he very fond of you, Dodo?\"" ], [ "England, and work his own way. I thought you would consider that a\ngood sign,\" said Dorothea, with an appealing look into her husband's\nneutral face.", "that she thought him a poor creature. From the first arrival of the\nyoung ladies in Tipton she had prearranged Dorothea's marriage with Sir", "\"Dorothea is going to be married again, you know,\" said Mr. Brooke,\nnodding towards Celia, who immediately looked up at her husband with a", "preoccupation in observing Dorothea. Ladislaw had made up his mind\nthat she must be an unpleasant girl, since she was going to marry", "initiation in ideas, as she was looking forward to marriage, and\nblending her dim conceptions of both. It would be a great mistake to\nsuppose that Dorothea would have cared about any share in Mr.", "another. And Casaubon had done a wrong to Dorothea in marrying her. A\nman was bound to know himself better than that, and if he chose to grow", "about him when I first saw him at Lowick,\" said Dorothea, putting her\nhand on her husband's.", "It had now entered Dorothea's mind that Mr. Casaubon might wish to make\nher his wife, and the idea that he would do so touched her with a sort", "\"I understand. It is as I used to hope and believe,\" said Dorothea,\ntaking her sister's face between her hands, and looking at her half\nanxiously. Celia's marriage seemed more serious than it used to do.", "said Dorothea. Some of her intensest experience in the last two years\nhad set her mind strongly in opposition to any unfavorable construction\nof others; and for the first time she felt rather discontented with Mr.", "\"Yes, I do,\" answered Sir James. \"I think that Dorothea commits a\nwrong action in marrying Ladislaw.\"", "\"It is impossible that I should ever marry Sir James Chettam,\" said\nDorothea. \"If he thinks of marrying me, he has made a great mistake.\"", "But the next moment, Dorothea, according to a habit which was getting\ncontinually stronger, began to reflect that her husband felt\ndifferently from herself, and she colored deeply under the double", "\"You mean perhaps to be a painter?\" said Dorothea, with a new direction\nof interest. \"You mean to make painting your profession? Mr. Casaubon\nwill like to hear that you have chosen a profession.\"", "\"No. And they were not alike in their lot.\"\n\n\"You did not mention her to me,\" said Dorothea.\n\n\"My aunt made an unfortunate marriage. I never saw her.\"", "And how should Dorothea not marry?--a girl so handsome and with such\nprospects? Nothing could hinder it but her love of extremes, and her", "\"I have heard Mr. Casaubon say that he regrets your want of patience,\"\nsaid Dorothea, gently. She was rather shocked at this mode of taking\nall life as a holiday.", "As Dorothea's eyes were turned anxiously on her husband she was perhaps\nnot insensible to the contrast, but it was only mingled with other", "Thus Dorothea had three more conversations with him, and was convinced\nthat her first impressions had been just. He was all she had at first\nimagined him to be: almost everything he had said seemed like a", "Already the knowledge that Dorothea had chosen Mr. Casaubon had bruised\nhis attachment and relaxed its hold. Although Sir James was a\nsportsman, he had some other feelings towards women than towards grouse" ], [ "according to Mr. Casaubon's arrangement marriage to him, Will Ladislaw,\nwould mean that she consented to be penniless. That was not what he", "done, if she had only been better and known better. Still, she never\nrepented that she had given up position and fortune to marry Will\nLadislaw, and he would have held it the greatest shame as well as", "\"Don't know that Mr. Casaubon has left it in his will that if Mrs.\nCasaubon marries you she is to forfeit all her property?\"", "better. But this is what I am going to do. I have promised to marry\nMr. Ladislaw; and I am going to marry him.\"", "Will Ladislaw's mind was now wholly bent on seeing Dorothea again, and\nforthwith quitting Middlemarch. The morning after his agitating scene", "that of Will Ladislaw. Even in her most uneasy moments--even when she\nhad been agitated by Mrs. Cadwallader's painfully graphic report of", "\"But if you married Mr. Ladislaw, not anybody else,\" Celia went on with\npersevering quietude. \"Of course that is of no consequence in one", "The next day, Mr. Casaubon received the following answer from Will\nLadislaw:--", "wanted to hear. Poor thing! she did not even know whether Will\nLadislaw was still at Middlemarch, and there was no one whom she dared", "\"It is my wish, Mr. Ladislaw, to make amends for the deprivation which\nbefell your mother. I know that you are without fortune, and I wish to", "conduct was depreciated; but this notion of what justice had required\nin his relations with Will Ladislaw took strong hold on her mind.\nAfter a moment's pause, she added, \"He had never told me that he", "the will, should be secured at his death. The vision of all this as\nwhat ought to be done seemed to Dorothea like a sudden letting in of\ndaylight, waking her from her previous stupidity and incurious", "in the desk with the will. I suppose he meant Dorothea to publish his\nresearches, eh? and she'll do it, you know; she has gone into his\nstudies uncommonly.\"", "Everything was changing its aspect: her husband's conduct, her own\nduteous feeling towards him, every struggle between them--and yet\nmore, her whole relation to Will Ladislaw. Her world was in a state of", "\"She has obstinacy and pride enough to serve instead of love, now she\nhas married him,\" said Will to himself. Aloud he said, rising--\n\n\"I shall not see you again.\"", "purport of her husband's will made at the time of their marriage, and\nher mind, as soon as she was clearly conscious of her position, was\nsilently occupied with what she ought to do as the owner of Lowick", "husband's injustice. Yet she did wish that Sir James could know what\nhad passed between her and her husband about Will Ladislaw's moral", "And now, on receiving Will's letter, Mr. Casaubon had to consider his\nduty. He would never have been easy to call his action anything else\nthan duty; but in this case, contending motives thrust him back into\nnegations.", "in little more than a year after his death gave up her estate to marry\nhis cousin--young enough to have been his son, with no property, and\nnot well-born. Those who had not seen anything of Dorothea usually", "\"Merciful heaven!\" said Mrs. Cadwallader. \"Not to _young_ Ladislaw?\"\n\nMr. Brooke nodded, saying, \"Yes; to Ladislaw,\" and then fell into a\nprudential silence." ], [ "\"Rosamond will take it hard, Vincy, and you know you never could bear\nto cross her.\"", "Mrs. Vincy's belief that Rosamond could manage her papa was well\nfounded. Apart from his dinners and his coursing, Mr. Vincy,", "myself, and Mr. Vincy always likes something to be going on. That is\nwhat Rosamond has been used to. Very different from a husband out at", "\"It is true, though--what your brother says, Rosamond,\" Mrs. Vincy\nbegan, when the servant had cleared the table. \"It is a thousand", "when Rosamond was ill, and I was staying with her. You know, Mrs.\nFarebrother, ours is a cheerful house. I am of a cheerful disposition", "investigated by science. But Rosamond Vincy seemed to have the true\nmelodic charm; and when a man has seen the woman whom he would have", "Mrs. Vincy gave more effect to Rosamond's refinement, which was beyond\nwhat Lydgate had expected.", "of Rosamond, whom old Featherstone made haste ostentatiously to\nintroduce as his niece, though he had never thought it worth while to", "\"Miss Vincy is a musician?\" said Lydgate, following her with his eyes.\n(Every nerve and muscle in Rosamond was adjusted to the consciousness", "\"I am not so sorry for Rosamond Vincy that was as I am for her aunt,\"\nsaid Mrs. Plymdale. \"She needed a lesson.\"", "He said no more, but went up-stairs to Rosamond, who had but lately\nfinished dressing herself, and sat languidly wondering what she should", "\"You mean my beauty,\" said Mary, rather sardonically.\n\nRosamond thought, \"Poor Mary, she takes the kindest things ill.\" Aloud\nshe said, \"What have you been doing lately?\"", "There was a little more urgency of this kind, till Mr. Vincy said,\n\"Well, well, child, he must write to me first before I can answer\nhim,\"--and Rosamond was certain that she had gained her point.", "\"Is he so haughty?\" said Rosamond, with heightened satisfaction. \"You\nknow that he is of good family?\"\n\n\"No; he did not give that as a reason.\"", "Rosamond turned her neck and patted her hair, looking the image of\nplacid indifference. But the next time Will came when Lydgate was\naway, she spoke archly about his not going to London as he had\nthreatened.", "\"You don't mean that there is anything between Rosamond and Mr.\nLydgate?\" said Mrs. Bulstrode, rather mortified at finding out her own\nignorance.", "\"On the contrary,\" said Lydgate, showing no smart; but smiling with\nexasperating confidence at Rosamond. \"It would be worth knowing by the\nfact that Miss Vincy could tell it me.\"", "At the time when Mr. Vincy uttered that presentiment about Rosamond,\nshe herself had never had the idea that she should be driven to make", "\"You make me feel very uncomfortable, Mary,\" said Rosamond, with her\ngravest mildness; \"I would not tell mamma for the world.\"\n\n\"What would you not tell her?\" said Mary, angrily.", "\"Are they?\" said Rosamond. \"I wonder why.\" It was not in her nature\nto pour forth wishes or grievances. They only came forth gracefully on\nsolicitation." ], [ "in the desk with the will. I suppose he meant Dorothea to publish his\nresearches, eh? and she'll do it, you know; she has gone into his\nstudies uncommonly.\"", "has perhaps made some addition to his will--there may be some\ninstructions for me,\" said Dorothea, who had all the while had this\nconjecture in her mind with relation to her husband's work.", "the will, should be secured at his death. The vision of all this as\nwhat ought to be done seemed to Dorothea like a sudden letting in of\ndaylight, waking her from her previous stupidity and incurious", "Will was moving to the door when Dorothea, whose mind had flashed in an\ninstant over many connected memories, turned quickly and said, \"I will", "\"I am very glad to hear it,\" said Dorothea, laughing out her words in a\nbird-like modulation, and looking at Will with playful gratitude in her\neyes. \"What very kind things you say to me!\"", "believed in. He knew nothing of Dorothea's private fortune, and being\nlittle used to reflect on such matters, took it for granted that", "\"There is no fear of that, uncle,\" said Dorothea, turning to Will and\nshaking hands with open cheerfulness, while she made no other form of", "\"Pray sit down,\" said Dorothea, crossing her hands on her lap; \"I am\nvery glad you were here.\" Will thought that her face looked just as it", "of any other redactor. But he had come at last to create a trust for\nhimself out of Dorothea's nature: she could do what she resolved to do:", "\"I beg you will not refer to this again,\" said Dorothea, rather\nhaughtily. But immediately she feared that she was wrong, and turning", "Dorothea's heart seemed to turn over as if it had had a blow, but she\nwas not perceptibly checked: in truth, the sense that Will was there", "longer appeared right to her; and Mr. Casaubon had never himself seen\nfully what was the claim upon him. \"But he will!\" said Dorothea. \"The", "Mrs. Cadwallader said no more on that point to Dorothea, but to her\nhusband she remarked, \"It will be well for her to marry again as soon", "There was a slight movement in Dorothea, and she unclasped her hands,\nbut immediately folded them over each other.", "\"It would be quite worth my while,\" said Dorothea, simply. \"Only\nthink. I am very uncomfortable with my money, because they tell me I", "Dorothea was the cause of Will's return from Rome, and his\ndetermination to settle in the neighborhood; and he was penetrating\nenough to imagine that Dorothea had innocently encouraged this course.", "knew what to do with it,\" said Dorothea. No--she adhered to her\ndeclaration that she would never be married again, and in the long", "Mr. Brooke read the letter, and then, nodding toward Dorothea, said,\n\"Casaubon, my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write\nmore--didn't wait, you know.\"", "The reading in the night did come. Dorothea in her young weariness had\nslept soon and fast: she was awakened by a sense of light, which seemed", "\"Dorothea, here is a letter for you, which was enclosed in one\naddressed to me.\"\n\nIt was a letter of two pages, and she immediately looked at the\nsignature." ], [ "\"Mamma!\" said Rosamond, blushing deeply; and Lydgate pitied her so much\nthat he remained silent and went to the other end of the room to", "The next day Lydgate had to go to Brassing, and told Rosamond that he\nshould be away until the evening. Of late she had never gone beyond", "\"Yes, the life of a medical man is very arduous: especially when he is\nso devoted to his profession as Mr. Lydgate is,\" said Rosamond, who was\nstanding, and moved easily away at the end of this correct little\nspeech.", "\"Poor Rosamond is ill,\" Lydgate added immediately on his greeting.\n\n\"Not seriously, I hope,\" said Will.", "\"This is idle Rosamond,\" said Lydgate, angrily. \"You must learn to\ntake my judgment on questions you don't understand. I have made", "Poor Lydgate! or shall I say, Poor Rosamond! Each lived in a world of\nwhich the other knew nothing. It had not occurred to Lydgate that he", "\"You don't mean that there is anything between Rosamond and Mr.\nLydgate?\" said Mrs. Bulstrode, rather mortified at finding out her own\nignorance.", "fright to Rosamond, leading finally to the loss of her baby. Lydgate\ncould not show his anger towards her, but he was rather bearish to the\nCaptain, whose visit naturally soon came to an end.", "\"Pray make that arrangement, Mr. Lydgate,\" said Rosamond, coming to her\nmother's aid, and supporting her arm to lead her away.", "\"Yes, Rosamond, I shall,\" said Lydgate, in his strong baritone. \"I\nhave some serious business to speak to you about.\"", "Rosamond had never been spoken to in such tones before. I am not sure\nthat she knew what the words were: but she looked at Lydgate and the", "of Fred's hearing, but Rosamond had opened the drawing-room door, and\nnow came forward anxiously. Lydgate apologized for Mr. Wrench, said", "Rosamond turned her neck and patted her hair, looking the image of\nplacid indifference. But the next time Will came when Lydgate was\naway, she spoke archly about his not going to London as he had\nthreatened.", "\"Do you hear me?\" thundered Lydgate.\n\n\"Yes, certainly I hear you,\" said Rosamond, turning her head aside with\nthe movement of a graceful long-necked bird.", "And then he heard Lydgate's account of the troubles which Rosamond had\nalready depicted to him in her way. She had not mentioned the fact of", "\"Poor Rosy!\" said Lydgate, putting out his hand to her as she was\npassing him. \"Disputation is not amusing to cherubs. Have some music.\nAsk Ladislaw to sing with you.\"", "\"Poor fellow!\" said Rosamond, prettily. \"You will see Fred so\nchanged,\" she added, turning to the other suitor; \"we have looked to\nMr. Lydgate as our guardian angel during this illness.\"", "That evening Lydgate was a little comforted by observing that Rosamond\nwas more lively than she had usually been of late, and even seemed", "\"Oh, outdoor things--business.\" It was really a letter insisting on\nthe payment of a bill for furniture. But Rosamond was expecting to\nhave a baby, and Lydgate wished to save her from any perturbation.", "But this morning Rosamond descended from her room upstairs--where she\nsometimes sat the whole day when Lydgate was out--equipped for a walk" ], [ "\"You don't mean that there is anything between Rosamond and Mr.\nLydgate?\" said Mrs. Bulstrode, rather mortified at finding out her own\nignorance.", "Poor Lydgate! or shall I say, Poor Rosamond! Each lived in a world of\nwhich the other knew nothing. It had not occurred to Lydgate that he", "\"Oh, Mr. Lydgate!\" said Mary, with an unmistakable lapse into\nindifference. \"You want to know something about him,\" she added, not\nchoosing to indulge Rosamond's indirectness.", "\"Pray make that arrangement, Mr. Lydgate,\" said Rosamond, coming to her\nmother's aid, and supporting her arm to lead her away.", "The next day Lydgate had to go to Brassing, and told Rosamond that he\nshould be away until the evening. Of late she had never gone beyond", "\"Poor fellow!\" said Rosamond, prettily. \"You will see Fred so\nchanged,\" she added, turning to the other suitor; \"we have looked to\nMr. Lydgate as our guardian angel during this illness.\"", "fright to Rosamond, leading finally to the loss of her baby. Lydgate\ncould not show his anger towards her, but he was rather bearish to the\nCaptain, whose visit naturally soon came to an end.", "\"It is the grandest profession in the world, Rosamond,\" said Lydgate,\ngravely. \"And to say that you love me without loving the medical man", "There did seem to be some truth in her objection. Lydgate said, \"Very\nwell,\" with a surly obedience, and thus the discussion ended with his\npromising Rosamond, and not with her promising him.", "\"Mamma!\" said Rosamond, blushing deeply; and Lydgate pitied her so much\nthat he remained silent and went to the other end of the room to", "\"Poor Rosamond is ill,\" Lydgate added immediately on his greeting.\n\n\"Not seriously, I hope,\" said Will.", "Lydgate said no more, but went out on his rounds. He felt bruised and\nshattered, and there was a dark line under his eyes which Rosamond had", "Rosamond turned her neck and patted her hair, looking the image of\nplacid indifference. But the next time Will came when Lydgate was\naway, she spoke archly about his not going to London as he had\nthreatened.", "\"I have no doubt she will,\" said Lydgate, suppressing his thought about\nDorothea's looks, which were as much changed as Rosamond's, \"if you", "\"Do you hear me?\" thundered Lydgate.\n\n\"Yes, certainly I hear you,\" said Rosamond, turning her head aside with\nthe movement of a graceful long-necked bird.", "\"Yes, Rosamond, I shall,\" said Lydgate, in his strong baritone. \"I\nhave some serious business to speak to you about.\"", "\"Yes, the life of a medical man is very arduous: especially when he is\nso devoted to his profession as Mr. Lydgate is,\" said Rosamond, who was\nstanding, and moved easily away at the end of this correct little\nspeech.", "delightfully reassuring idea supposing that Lydgate died, but in the\nmean time not a self-supporting idea. However, it seemed to make\neverything comfortable about Rosamond's marriage; and the necessary", "husband for her than she had found in Lydgate. No notion could have\nbeen falser than this, for Rosamond's discontent in her marriage was", "\"Is Mrs. Lydgate at home?\" said Dorothea, who had never, that she knew\nof, seen Rosamond, but now remembered the fact of the marriage. Yes,\nMrs. Lydgate was at home." ], [ "\"What do you mean, Fred?\" Mary exclaimed indignantly, blushing deeply,\nand surprised out of all her readiness in reply.\n\n\"It is impossible that you should not see it all clearly enough--you\nwho see everything.\"", "\"Never dare to mention this any more to me, Fred,\" said Mary, getting\nserious again. \"I don't know whether it is more stupid or ungenerous", "\"That is what my father has just told me of as what may happen, and he\nnever talks nonsense,\" said Mary, looking up at Fred now, while he\ngrasped her hand as they walked, till it rather hurt her; but she would\nnot complain.", "which had brought about Fred's sharing in his work, but had kept back\nthe further result. \"The children _are_ fond of each other--I mean,\nFred and Mary.\"", "and Mary, without fuss, began again in her neat fashion, with precisely\nthe same words as before. Fred, who had also seated himself near,\nwould have felt unmixed triumph in Mary's effectiveness if Mr.", "Fred went through much more narrative and explanation with his mother,\nbut she was inconsolable, having before her eyes what perhaps her\nhusband had never thought of, the certainty that Fred would marry Mary", "Mary Garth had before this been getting ready to go home with her\nfather. She met Fred in the hall, and now for the first time had the", "\"But hearken to this, Fred,\" said Caleb. \"Are you sure Mary is fond of\nyou, or would ever have you?\"", "\"I could not love a man who is ridiculous,\" said Mary, not choosing to\ngo deeper. \"Fred has sense and knowledge enough to make him", "\"Mary,\" said Fred, seizing her hand as she rose; \"if you will not give\nme some encouragement, I shall get worse instead of better.\"", "\"Nothing, Mr. Garth. I'll help you with pleasure--can I?\" said Fred,\nwith a sense that he should be courting Mary when he was helping her\nfather.", "Fred was rather deep, in spite of his irritation. If Mary had really\nbeen unsuspicious, there was no good in telling her what Mrs. Garth had\nsaid.", "of their toy teacups, and spent whole days together in play. Mary was\na little hoyden, and Fred at six years old thought her the nicest girl", "\"It is all true, Fred, and I am happy because of it--because I love you\nbest,\" said Mary, in a tone of obedient recitation.", "\"Mary mentioned nothing else. But really, Fred, I think you ought to\nbe ashamed.\"\n\n\"Oh, fudge! Don't lecture me. What did Mary say about it?\"", "\"You don't mean anything except nonsense, Mary?\" said Fred, coloring\nslightly nevertheless.", "\"Pray don't joke, Mary,\" said Fred, with strong feeling. \"Tell me\nseriously that all this is true, and that you are happy because of\nit--because you love me best.\"", "\"I think Fred ought not to need telling again what I have already said\nto him,\" Mary answered, with a slight resentment in her manner. \"I", "\"How dare you make any comparison between my father and you, Fred?\"\nsaid Mary, in a deep tone of indignation. \"He never got into trouble", "Fred had become jealous of him, and also that he himself was not losing\nhis preference for Mary above all other women." ], [ "which had brought about Fred's sharing in his work, but had kept back\nthe further result. \"The children _are_ fond of each other--I mean,\nFred and Mary.\"", "of their toy teacups, and spent whole days together in play. Mary was\na little hoyden, and Fred at six years old thought her the nicest girl", "Fred went through much more narrative and explanation with his mother,\nbut she was inconsolable, having before her eyes what perhaps her\nhusband had never thought of, the certainty that Fred would marry Mary", "\"That is what my father has just told me of as what may happen, and he\nnever talks nonsense,\" said Mary, looking up at Fred now, while he\ngrasped her hand as they walked, till it rather hurt her; but she would\nnot complain.", "\"What do you mean, Fred?\" Mary exclaimed indignantly, blushing deeply,\nand surprised out of all her readiness in reply.\n\n\"It is impossible that you should not see it all clearly enough--you\nwho see everything.\"", "and Mary, without fuss, began again in her neat fashion, with precisely\nthe same words as before. Fred, who had also seated himself near,\nwould have felt unmixed triumph in Mary's effectiveness if Mr.", "\"I could not love a man who is ridiculous,\" said Mary, not choosing to\ngo deeper. \"Fred has sense and knowledge enough to make him", "Mary Garth had before this been getting ready to go home with her\nfather. She met Fred in the hall, and now for the first time had the", "\"Not a word. I asked her about Fred once; I gave her a bit of a\nwarning. But she assured me she would never marry an idle", "\"It is all true, Fred, and I am happy because of it--because I love you\nbest,\" said Mary, in a tone of obedient recitation.", "\"Mary mentioned nothing else. But really, Fred, I think you ought to\nbe ashamed.\"\n\n\"Oh, fudge! Don't lecture me. What did Mary say about it?\"", "\"Never dare to mention this any more to me, Fred,\" said Mary, getting\nserious again. \"I don't know whether it is more stupid or ungenerous", "\"Pray don't joke, Mary,\" said Fred, with strong feeling. \"Tell me\nseriously that all this is true, and that you are happy because of\nit--because you love me best.\"", "There were three boys: Mary was not discontented that she brought forth\nmen-children only; and when Fred wished to have a girl like her, she", "\"How dare you make any comparison between my father and you, Fred?\"\nsaid Mary, in a deep tone of indignation. \"He never got into trouble", "\"What fine clothes you wear, you extravagant youth!\" said Mary, as Fred\nstood still and raised his hat to her with playful formality. \"You are\nnot learning economy.\"", "\"Don't fear for me, father,\" said Mary, gravely meeting her father's\neyes; \"Fred has always been very good to me; he is kind-hearted and", "\"I think Fred ought not to need telling again what I have already said\nto him,\" Mary answered, with a slight resentment in her manner. \"I", "\"Do you really like me best, Mary?\" said Fred, turning eyes full of\naffection on her, and trying to take her hand.", "Moreover, Fred remained unswervingly steady. Some years after his\nmarriage he told Mary that his happiness was half owing to Farebrother," ], [ "Mr. Brooke lived to a good old age, and his estate was inherited by\nDorothea's son, who might have represented Middlemarch, but declined,", "if Dorothea married and had a son, that son would inherit Mr. Brooke's\nestate, presumably worth about three thousand a-year--a rental which", "Mr. Brooke had continually, in his talk with Sir James Chettam, been\npresupposing or hinting that the intention of cutting off the entail\nwas still maintained; and the day on which his pen gave the daring", "It was after this that Mr. Brooke came, and meeting the Baronet in the\ngrounds, began to chat with him in ignorance of the news, which Sir", "in little more than a year after his death gave up her estate to marry\nhis cousin--young enough to have been his son, with no property, and\nnot well-born. Those who had not seen anything of Dorothea usually", "\"Most of these followers are not Lowick people,\" said Sir James; \"I\nsuppose they are legatees from a distance, or from Middlemarch.\nLovegood tells me the old fellow has left a good deal of money as well\nas land.\"", "There was still a residue of personal property as well as the land, but\nthe whole was left to one person, and that person was--O", "\"You have quite made up your mind, I see. Well, my dear, the fact is,\nI have a letter for you in my pocket.\" Mr. Brooke handed the letter to", "\"Nothing about the rectory, my dear--nothing,\" said Mr. Brooke, rising\nto go away, and putting out his hand to his nieces: \"nor about his\nresearches, you know. Nothing in the will.\"", "After Mr. Brooke had left him Will said to himself, \"The rest of the\nfamily have been urging him to get rid of me, and he doesn't care now", "neighborhood. Brooke is not a bad fellow, but he has done some good\nthings on his estate that he never would have done but for this\nParliamentary bite.\"", "\"Brooke has taken him up,\" said Mr. Hawley, \"because that is what no\nman in his senses could have expected. Casaubon has devilish good", "Mr. Brooke believed that everybody meant well in the matter. He had\nnot himself attended to the affairs of the Infirmary, though he had a", "\"Let Brooke reform his rent-roll. He's a cursed old screw, and the\nbuildings all over his estate are going to rack. I suppose this young\nfellow is some loose fish from London.\"", "\"Well, my dear, this is pleasant, now,\" said Mr. Brooke, meeting and\nkissing her. \"You have left Casaubon with his books, I suppose.", "Casaubon had only held the living, but the death of his brother had put\nhim in possession of the manor also. It had a small park, with a fine", "After that, Mr. Brooke remembered that there was a packet which he had\nomitted to send off from the Grange, and he bade everybody hurriedly\ngood-by.", "\"Merciful heaven!\" said Mrs. Cadwallader. \"Not to _young_ Ladislaw?\"\n\nMr. Brooke nodded, saying, \"Yes; to Ladislaw,\" and then fell into a\nprudential silence.", "concluded that the poets had much exaggerated the force of masculine\npassion. Nevertheless, he observed with pleasure that Miss Brooke\nshowed an ardent submissive affection which promised to fulfil his most", "a capital quality to run in families; it's the safe side for madness to\ndip on. And there must be a little crack in the Brooke family, else we\nshould not see what we are to see.\"" ], [ "hardly a year later than the previous one. And there is farther, I\nsee\"--Mr. Standish was cautiously travelling over the document with his", "It was hardly a year since they had come to live at Tipton Grange with\ntheir uncle, a man nearly sixty, of acquiescent temper, miscellaneous", "When George the Fourth was still reigning over the privacies of\nWindsor, when the Duke of Wellington was Prime Minister, and Mr. Vincy", "aged from seven to eleven. But in that smiling glance she was obliged\nto include Mary Garth, whom the three girls had got into a corner to\nmake her tell them stories. Mary was just finishing the delicious tale", "the beginning sleepless, excited by resolves. He slept as usual for a\nfew hours, but she had risen softly and had sat in the darkness for\nnearly an hour before he said--", "A few days afterwards--it was already the end of August--there was an\noccasion which caused some excitement in Middlemarch: the public, if it", "second year. At least, that's _my_ thinking,\" ended Tantripp, looking\nanxiously at the fire; \"and if anybody was to marry me flattering", "A few days afterwards, when she had returned from a visit to her\nbrother's, she began to speak to her husband on a subject which had for\nsome time been in her mind.", "But the train of causes in which he had locked himself went on. There\nwas trouble in the fine villa at Highbury. Years before, the only", "it now. He is hunted down and miserable, and has only a poor thread of\nlife in him. But I should like to tell you everything. It will be a", "\"It is the last day of September now, and it was the first of April\nwhen uncle gave them to you. You know, he said that he had forgotten", "hers, which turned itself upward to be clasped. They sat in that way\nwithout looking at each other, until the rain abated and began to fall\nin stillness. Each had been full of thoughts which neither of them", "which helped to make him morally lovable. The story can be told\nwithout many words. It happened when he was studying in Paris, and\njust at the time when, over and above his other work, he was occupied", "\"It is come round as I thought, Susan,\" said Caleb, when they were\nseated alone in the evening. He had already narrated the adventure", "This had happened before the party on New Year's Day, and no answer had\nyet come from Sir Godwin. But on the morning of that day Lydgate had", "It was three o'clock in the beautiful breezy autumn day when Mr.\nCasaubon drove off to his Rectory at Lowick, only five miles from", "Early in the day Dorothea had returned from the infant school which she\nhad set going in the village, and was taking her usual place in the", "which were to help her in making an exact statement for herself of her\nincome and affairs. She had not yet applied herself to her work, but\nwas seated with her hands folded on her lap, looking out along the", "and Mary, without fuss, began again in her neat fashion, with precisely\nthe same words as before. Fred, who had also seated himself near,\nwould have felt unmixed triumph in Mary's effectiveness if Mr.", "had begun a new life in which she embraced humiliation. She took off\nall her ornaments and put on a plain black gown, and instead of wearing" ], [ "\"Dorothea is going to be married again, you know,\" said Mr. Brooke,\nnodding towards Celia, who immediately looked up at her husband with a", "England, and work his own way. I thought you would consider that a\ngood sign,\" said Dorothea, with an appealing look into her husband's\nneutral face.", "Mr. Brooke read the letter, and then, nodding toward Dorothea, said,\n\"Casaubon, my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write\nmore--didn't wait, you know.\"", "Mr. Brooke was speaking at the same time, but it was evident that Mr.\nCasaubon was observing Dorothea, and she was aware of it.", "\"Why, whom do you mean to say that you are going to let her marry?\"\nMrs. Cadwallader's mind was rapidly surveying the possibilities of\nchoice for Dorothea.", "that she thought him a poor creature. From the first arrival of the\nyoung ladies in Tipton she had prearranged Dorothea's marriage with Sir", "\"I understand. It is as I used to hope and believe,\" said Dorothea,\ntaking her sister's face between her hands, and looking at her half\nanxiously. Celia's marriage seemed more serious than it used to do.", "It had now entered Dorothea's mind that Mr. Casaubon might wish to make\nher his wife, and the idea that he would do so touched her with a sort", "\"You mean perhaps to be a painter?\" said Dorothea, with a new direction\nof interest. \"You mean to make painting your profession? Mr. Casaubon\nwill like to hear that you have chosen a profession.\"", "\"It is impossible that I should ever marry Sir James Chettam,\" said\nDorothea. \"If he thinks of marrying me, he has made a great mistake.\"", "about him when I first saw him at Lowick,\" said Dorothea, putting her\nhand on her husband's.", "preoccupation in observing Dorothea. Ladislaw had made up his mind\nthat she must be an unpleasant girl, since she was going to marry", "he may attempt through indirect influence. This man has gained\nDorothea's ear: he has fascinated her attention; he has evidently tried\nto impress her mind with the notion that he has claims beyond anything", "\"Yes, I do,\" answered Sir James. \"I think that Dorothea commits a\nwrong action in marrying Ladislaw.\"", "another. And Casaubon had done a wrong to Dorothea in marrying her. A\nman was bound to know himself better than that, and if he chose to grow", "Mrs. Cadwallader said no more on that point to Dorothea, but to her\nhusband she remarked, \"It will be well for her to marry again as soon", "Mr. Casaubon, seeing Dorothea look earnestly towards him, could not but\nask her if she would be interested in such visits: he was now at her", "And how should Dorothea not marry?--a girl so handsome and with such\nprospects? Nothing could hinder it but her love of extremes, and her", "of entering into my nest. That I will hinder! Such a marriage would be\nfatal to Dorothea. Has he ever persisted in anything except from", "\"Certainly. He thinks of me as a future sister--that is all.\" Dorothea\nhad never hinted this before, waiting, from a certain shyness on such" ], [ "England, and work his own way. I thought you would consider that a\ngood sign,\" said Dorothea, with an appealing look into her husband's\nneutral face.", "The reading in the night did come. Dorothea in her young weariness had\nslept soon and fast: she was awakened by a sense of light, which seemed", "Dorothea walked about the house with delightful emotion. Everything\nseemed hallowed to her: this was to be the home of her wifehood, and", "\"I shall talk to her about her husband,\" thought Dorothea, as she was\nbeing driven towards the town. The clear spring morning, the scent of", "\"It would not suit all--not you, dear, for example,\" said Dorothea,\nquietly. No one would ever know what she thought of a wedding journey\nto Rome.", "\"Oh, let us stay!\" said Dorothea. \"We have nothing to do to-day except\ngo about, have we?\" she added, looking entreatingly at Mr. Casaubon.", "\"I have tried to learn a great deal since we were in Rome,\" said\nDorothea. \"I can read Latin a little, and I am beginning to understand", "about him when I first saw him at Lowick,\" said Dorothea, putting her\nhand on her husband's.", "When the drawing-room door opened and Dorothea entered, there was a\nsort of contrast not infrequent in country life when the habits of the", "The season was mild enough to encourage the project of extending the\nwedding journey as far as Rome, and Mr. Casaubon was anxious for this\nbecause he wished to inspect some manuscripts in the Vatican.", "composed, that he at once concluded Dorothea's tears to have their\norigin in her excessive religiousness. He had returned, during their\nabsence, from a journey to the county town, about a petition for the", "believed in. He knew nothing of Dorothea's private fortune, and being\nlittle used to reflect on such matters, took it for granted that", "been much checked in our days, and getting at last returned to\nParliament by a constituency who paid his expenses. Dorothea could\nhave liked nothing better, since wrongs existed, than that her husband", "\"No, dear, I am very, very happy,\" said Dorothea, fervently.\n\n\"So much the better,\" thought Celia. \"But how strangely Dodo goes from\none extreme to the other.\"", "\"I should like you to stay very much,\" said Dorothea, at once, as\nsimply and readily as she had spoken at Rome. There was not the shadow\nof a reason in her mind at the moment why she should not say so.", "\"Dorothea is going to be married again, you know,\" said Mr. Brooke,\nnodding towards Celia, who immediately looked up at her husband with a", "\"I am going to London,\" said Dorothea.\n\n\"How can you always live in a street? And you will be so poor. I\ncould give you half my things, only how can I, when I never see you?\"", "\"Is Mrs. Lydgate at home?\" said Dorothea, who had never, that she knew\nof, seen Rosamond, but now remembered the fact of the marriage. Yes,\nMrs. Lydgate was at home.", "There was silence for a few moments, while Dorothea sat as if she had\nbeen turned to marble, though the life within her was so intense that\nher mind had never before swept in brief time over an equal range of\nscenes and motives.", "Dorothea had been aware when Lydgate had ridden away, and she had\nstepped into the garden, with the impulse to go at once to her husband." ], [ "The next day, Mr. Casaubon received the following answer from Will\nLadislaw:--", "The next morning, without Dorothea's knowledge, Mr. Casaubon despatched\nthe following letter, beginning \"Dear Mr. Ladislaw\" (he had always\nbefore addressed him as \"Will\"):--", "according to Mr. Casaubon's arrangement marriage to him, Will Ladislaw,\nwould mean that she consented to be penniless. That was not what he", "Will Ladislaw was struck mute for a few moments. He had never been\nfond of Mr. Casaubon, and if it had not been for the sense of", "Will Ladislaw was delightfully agreeable at dinner the next day, and\ngave no opportunity for Mr. Casaubon to show disapprobation. On the", "Mr. Casaubon blinked furtively at Will. He had a suspicion that he was\nbeing laughed at. But it was not possible to include Dorothea in the\nsuspicion.", "that of Will Ladislaw. Even in her most uneasy moments--even when she\nhad been agitated by Mrs. Cadwallader's painfully graphic report of", "one of those people should be Will Ladislaw, Mr. Casaubon objected so\nstrongly that it seemed as if the annoyance would make part of his\ndisembodied existence.", "And now, on receiving Will's letter, Mr. Casaubon had to consider his\nduty. He would never have been easy to call his action anything else\nthan duty; but in this case, contending motives thrust him back into\nnegations.", "\"Well, you know, Casaubon was a little twisted about Ladislaw.\nLadislaw has told me the reason--dislike of the bent he took, you", "\"Dorothea, let me introduce to you my cousin, Mr. Ladislaw. Will, this\nis Miss Brooke.\"", "to Will Ladislaw, begging him to be at the Shrubs that evening for a\nprivate interview at nine o'clock. Will had felt no particular surprise\nat the request, and connected it with some new notions about the", "opportunity as \"a young relative of Casaubon's\"). And though Will had\nnot seen Dorothea alone, their interviews had been enough to restore\nher former sense of young companionship with one who was cleverer than", "strongly on Will Ladislaw. He felt, when he parted from her, that the\nbrief words by which he had tried to convey to her his feeling about", "\"Certainly, I will promise you,\" said Will, reddening however. If he\nnever said a cutting word about Mr. Casaubon again and left off", "\"No!\" thundered Will, in the same attitude as before.\n\n\"Should be glad to do you a service, Mr. Ladislaw--by Jove, I should!\nHope to meet again.\"", "Will Ladislaw's mind was now wholly bent on seeing Dorothea again, and\nforthwith quitting Middlemarch. The morning after his agitating scene", "No gossip about Mr. Casaubon's will had yet reached Ladislaw: the air\nseemed to be filled with the dissolution of Parliament and the coming", "Will Ladislaw, meanwhile, was mortified, and knew the reason of it\nclearly enough. His chances of meeting Dorothea were rare; and here", "\"I have something to tell you about our cousin Mr. Ladislaw, which I\nthink will heighten your opinion of him,\" said Dorothea to her husband" ], [ "\"Don't know that Mr. Casaubon has left it in his will that if Mrs.\nCasaubon marries you she is to forfeit all her property?\"", "equivalent of her own fortune, settled on her at her marriage. Mr.\nCasaubon made no objection beyond a passing remark that the sum might\nbe disproportionate in relation to other good objects, but when", "And now, on receiving Will's letter, Mr. Casaubon had to consider his\nduty. He would never have been easy to call his action anything else\nthan duty; but in this case, contending motives thrust him back into\nnegations.", "Mr. Casaubon blinked furtively at Will. He had a suspicion that he was\nbeing laughed at. But it was not possible to include Dorothea in the\nsuspicion.", "\"Certainly, I will promise you,\" said Will, reddening however. If he\nnever said a cutting word about Mr. Casaubon again and left off", "The next day, Mr. Casaubon received the following answer from Will\nLadislaw:--", "Thus Mr. Casaubon remained proudly, bitterly silent. But he had\nforbidden Will to come to Lowick Manor, and he was mentally preparing\nother measures of frustration.", "according to Mr. Casaubon's arrangement marriage to him, Will Ladislaw,\nwould mean that she consented to be penniless. That was not what he", "before the year was over. There was no safety in anything else. Mr.\nCasaubon had prepared all this as beautifully as possible. He made", "in the desk with the will. I suppose he meant Dorothea to publish his\nresearches, eh? and she'll do it, you know; she has gone into his\nstudies uncommonly.\"", "longer appeared right to her; and Mr. Casaubon had never himself seen\nfully what was the claim upon him. \"But he will!\" said Dorothea. \"The", "This proposal was only one more sign added to many since his memorable\ninterview with Lydgate, that Mr. Casaubon's original reluctance to let", "time, and she was always uneasy about the estate. She had wonderfully\ngood notions about such things. But now Casaubon takes her up", "think of any of you. I've made my will, I tell you, I've made my\nwill.\" Here he turned his head towards Mrs. Vincy, and swallowed some\nmore of his cordial.", "preferred them if the preference had not been hopeless. Mrs. Casaubon\nwas all very well; but Will's interest in her dated before he knew Mrs.", "has perhaps made some addition to his will--there may be some\ninstructions for me,\" said Dorothea, who had all the while had this\nconjecture in her mind with relation to her husband's work.", "To this mental estate mapped out a quarter of a century before, to\nsensibilities thus fenced in, Mr. Casaubon had thought of annexing", "as possible. But I beg you to observe that Mr. Casaubon's case is\nprecisely of the kind in which the issue is most difficult to pronounce", "He ended with a smile, not wishing to hurt his niece, but really\nthinking that it was perhaps better for her to be early married to so\nsober a fellow as Casaubon, since she would not hear of Chettam.", "were well taken care of. Mr. Casaubon always expressly recognized it\nas his duty to take care of us because of the harsh injustice which had" ], [ "it. You see--Mr. Lydgate has kept the highest company and been\neverywhere, and he fell in love with her at once. Not but what I could", "epoch of her life. She judged of her own symptoms as those of\nawakening love, and she held it still more natural that Mr. Lydgate\nshould have fallen in love at first sight of her. These things", "Dorothea appealed to her husband, and he made a silent sign of\napproval. So Mr. Lydgate was sent for and he came wonderfully soon,", "Lydgate smiled at her tenderly, and really accepted the suggestion that\nthe proud pleasure of showing so charming a bride was worth some\ntrouble. And now he came to think of it, he would like to see the old\nspots with Rosamond.", "chosen if he had intended to marry speedily, his remaining a bachelor\nwill usually depend on her resolution rather than on his. Lydgate\nbelieved that he should not marry for several years: not marry until he", "Lydgate did not speak for a few moments. Then he said, looking at\nDorothea. \"I hardly know. In my opinion Mrs. Casaubon should do what", "\"Is Mrs. Lydgate at home?\" said Dorothea, who had never, that she knew\nof, seen Rosamond, but now remembered the fact of the marriage. Yes,\nMrs. Lydgate was at home.", "\"Then it is really true?\" said Mrs. Bulstrode, looking very earnestly\nat her niece. \"You are thinking of Mr. Lydgate--there is some", "She listened with deep interest, and begged to hear twice over the\nfacts and impressions concerning Lydgate. After a short silence,\npausing at the churchyard gate, and addressing Mr. Farebrother, she\nsaid energetically--", "It touched Lydgate now, and mingled the early moments of his love for\nher with all the other memories which were stirred in this crisis of\ndeep trouble. He laid his ample hand softly on hers, saying--", "Lydgate that evening spoke to Miss Vincy of Mrs. Casaubon, and laid\nsome emphasis on the strong feeling she appeared to have for that\nformal studious man thirty years older than herself.", "\"Yes, dear, if you are tired,\" said Lydgate, gently, turning his eyes\nand resting them on her, but not otherwise moving. Rosamond's presence", "\"Oh, Mr. Lydgate!\" said Mary, with an unmistakable lapse into\nindifference. \"You want to know something about him,\" she added, not\nchoosing to indulge Rosamond's indirectness.", "disappointment, and intrenching herself in quiet passivity under her\nhusband's wrath. Lydgate paused in his movements, looked at her again,\nand said, with biting severity--", "tears fell over her cheeks. There could have been no more complete\nanswer than that silence, and Lydgate, forgetting everything else,\ncompletely mastered by the outrush of tenderness at the sudden belief", "\"Yes, the life of a medical man is very arduous: especially when he is\nso devoted to his profession as Mr. Lydgate is,\" said Rosamond, who was\nstanding, and moved easily away at the end of this correct little\nspeech.", "house, and when he asked where Mrs. Lydgate was, he was told that she\nwas in her bedroom. He went up and found her stretched on the bed pale", "him on the next opportunity to find out in conversation with Mr.\nLydgate whether he had any intention of marrying soon. The result was", "\"It is impossible to say what will suit eccentric persons,\" she\nanswered, \"but in my opinion Captain Lydgate is a thorough gentleman,\nand I think you ought not, out of respect to Sir Godwin, to treat him\nwith neglect.\"", "memories. They all owed their significance to her marriage and its\ntroubles--but no; there were two occasions in which the image of\nLydgate had come painfully in connection with his wife and some one" ], [ "The Rev. Camden Farebrother, whom Lydgate went to see the next evening,\nlived in an old parsonage, built of stone, venerable enough to match", "at you; you had better come away.\" But inspiration could hardly have\nserved him better. Lydgate had not before seen that Fred was present,\nand his sudden appearance with an announcement of Mr. Farebrother had", "\"Mr. Lydgate,\" said Mrs. Farebrother, who could not let this pass, \"you\ndon't know my son: he always undervalues himself. I tell him he is", "Farebrother, who had joyfully accepted the justifying explanation of\nLydgate's conduct. \"I shall take Mrs. Lydgate good news, and perhaps", "Even if Lydgate had been inclined to be quite open about his affairs,\nhe knew that it would have hardly been in Mr. Farebrother's power to", "Lydgate had come to be regarded. Mr. Farebrother was going to walk\nback to Lowick.", "She listened with deep interest, and begged to hear twice over the\nfacts and impressions concerning Lydgate. After a short silence,\npausing at the churchyard gate, and addressing Mr. Farebrother, she\nsaid energetically--", "On returning home Lydgate had a visit from Mr. Farebrother. The Vicar\nhad not been in the town the day before, but the news that there was an", "Mr. Farebrother was too keen a man not to know the meaning of that\nreply, and there was a certain massiveness in Lydgate's manner and", "Farebrothers better, and to talk to Mr. Farebrother about what there is\nto be done in Middlemarch.\"", "Lydgate took Mr. Farebrother's hints very cordially, though he would\nhardly have borne them from another man. He could not help remembering", "This was not the first time that Mr. Farebrother had heard hints of\nLydgate's expenses being obviously too great to be met by his practice,", "need of their direction. Lydgate, with the usual shallowness of a\nyoung bachelor, wondered that Mr. Farebrother had not taught them\nbetter.", "\"Why, mother,\" said Mr. Farebrother, after an explosive laugh, \"you\nknow very well that Lydgate is of a good family in the North. He never\nheard of Bulstrode before he came here.\"", "Mr. Farebrother puffed a few moments in silence, Lydgate not caring to\nknow more about the Garths. At last the Vicar laid down his pipe,", "Mr. Farebrother, quick in perception, rose and said, \"It is true; you\nmust have half-exhausted yourself in talking about Lydgate. That sort\nof work tells upon one after the excitement is over.\"", "\"That is satisfactory so far as Mr. Lydgate is concerned, Camden,\" said\nthe old lady, with an air of precision.--\"But as to Bulstrode--the\nreport may be true of some other son.\"", "doctrine, and his preference for Mr. Farebrother, whose sermons were\nfree from that taint. Mr. Vincy liked well enough the notion of the", "\"You mean of family ties?\" said Lydgate, conceiving that these might\npress rather tightly on Mr. Farebrother.", "worth barely four hundred a-year. Lydgate had heard that, and he\nwondered now whether Mr. Farebrother cared about the money he won at" ], [ "One morning, not long after that interview between Mr. Farebrother and\nMary Garth, in which she confessed to him her feeling for Fred Vincy,", "\"I firmly believe that Mr. Farebrother is attached to her, and meant to\nmake her an offer; but of course, now that Fred has used him as an", "Hardly a week later, Duty presented itself in his study under the\ndisguise of Fred Vincy, now returned from Omnibus College with his\nbachelor's degree.", "all think us beneath them. And if the proposal came from you, I am\nsure Mrs. Vincy would say that we wanted Fred for Mary.\"", "walk, said, \"I understand that you resist any attempt to fetter you,\nbut either your feeling for Fred Vincy excludes your entertaining\nanother attachment, or it does not: either he may count on your", "himself, and Mr. Farebrother has found out that she is fond of Fred,\nbut says he must not be a clergyman. Fred's heart is fixed on Mary,", "\"I could not love a man who is ridiculous,\" said Mary, not choosing to\ngo deeper. \"Fred has sense and knowledge enough to make him", "Fred Vincy, we have seen, had a debt on his mind, and though no such\nimmaterial burthen could depress that buoyant-hearted young gentleman", "with Lydgate, in which she passed from inquiries about Fred Vincy's\nhealth, and expressions of her sincere anxiety for her brother's large", "The evening that Fred Vincy walked to Lowick parsonage (he had begun to\nsee that this was a world in which even a spirited young man must", "\"Bless you both, my dears, and don't quarrel,\" said Mrs. Vincy, with\nmotherly cordiality. \"Come, Fred, tell us all about the new doctor.\nHow is your uncle pleased with him?\"", "\"Look here, then. Call the young chap. Call Fred Vincy.\"", "\"At least, Fred, let me advise _you_ not to fall in love with her, for\nshe says she would not marry you if you asked her.\"\n\n\"She might have waited till I did ask her.\"", "All who have cared for Fred Vincy and Mary Garth will like to know that\nthese two made no such failure, but achieved a solid mutual happiness.", "\"That is very nearly what Mary thinks about it,\" said Fred, coloring.\n\"I think you must know what I feel for Mary, Mr. Garth: I hope it does", "Certainly, if falling in love had been at all in question, it would\nhave been quite safe with a creature like this Miss Vincy, who had just\nthe kind of intelligence one would desire in a woman--polished,", "Mrs. Vincy sprang to the window and opened it in an instant, thinking\nonly of Fred and not of medical etiquette. Lydgate was only two yards", "\"I am disappointed in Fred Vincy,\" said Mrs. Garth. \"I would not have\nbelieved beforehand that he would have drawn you into his debts. I", "\"No,\" said Mary. \"Mr. Fred Vincy brought this book.\"", "the Vicar's clerical character never seemed to call forth the same\nscorn and dislike which she showed beforehand for the predicted\nimperfections of the clerical character sustained by Fred Vincy. These" ], [ "good. And now it stands to reason that your uncle Featherstone will do\nsomething for Mary Garth.\"", "which he was ready to do if she would define it. He never dared in\nMary's presence to approach the subject of his expectations from Mr.\nFeatherstone, and she always ignored them, as if everything depended on", "little while at Stone Court, there being no other way of at once\ngratifying old Featherstone and keeping watch against Mary Garth, who\nappeared a less tolerable daughter-in-law in proportion as Fred's", "them in a half-soothing half-beseeching tone, and rising as if to go\naway to Mr. Featherstone. Of course Fred felt as if the clouds had", "sentiments except that they were not of a forcible character. When\nMary Garth entered the kitchen and Mr. Jonah Featherstone began to\nfollow her with his cold detective eyes, young Cranch turning his head", "\"The more fool he!\" said Mr. Featherstone, with some difficulty;\nbreaking into a severe fit of coughing that required Mary Garth to", "\"Nothing, Mr. Garth. I'll help you with pleasure--can I?\" said Fred,\nwith a sense that he should be courting Mary when he was helping her\nfather.", "The transactions referred to by Caleb Garth as having gone forward\nbetween Mr. Bulstrode and Mr. Joshua Rigg Featherstone concerning the\nland attached to Stone Court, had occasioned the interchange of a\nletter or two between these personages.", "\"Shall I destroy this letter of Mr. Bulstrode's, sir?\" said Fred,\nrising with the letter as if he would put it in the fire.", "\"I am very much obliged to you, sir,\" and was going to roll them up\nwithout seeming to think of their value. But this did not suit Mr.\nFeatherstone, who was eying him intently.", "messages to Mr. Featherstone, who would see none of them, and sent her\ndown with the still more unpleasant task of telling them so. As\nmanager of the household she felt bound to ask them in good provincial", "That night after twelve o'clock Mary Garth relieved the watch in Mr.\nFeatherstone's room, and sat there alone through the small hours. She", "\"Come, out with it, Jane!\" said Mr. Featherstone, looking at her. \"You\nmean to say, Fred Vincy has been getting somebody to advance him money\non what he says he knows about my will, eh?\"", "Perhaps the person who felt the most throbbing excitement at this\nmoment was Mary Garth, in the consciousness that it was she who had\nvirtually determined the production of this second will, which might", "night of Featherstone's death--how you refused to burn the will; and he\nsaid that you had some heart-prickings on that subject, because you had", "One morning, not long after that interview between Mr. Farebrother and\nMary Garth, in which she confessed to him her feeling for Fred Vincy,", "Mr. Bulstrode's consultation of Harriet seemed to have had the effect\ndesired by Mr. Vincy, for early the next morning a letter came which\nFred could carry to Mr. Featherstone as the required testimony.", "He let his hand fall, and for the first time in her life Mary saw old\nPeter Featherstone begin to cry childishly. She said, in as gentle a", "morning, and though Fred had now the prospect of receiving the\nmuch-needed present of money, he would have preferred being free to\nturn round on the old tyrant and tell him that Mary Garth was too good", "The old scoundrel wanted Mary to burn one of the wills the very night\nhe died, when she was sitting up with him by herself, and he offered her" ], [ "which had brought about Fred's sharing in his work, but had kept back\nthe further result. \"The children _are_ fond of each other--I mean,\nFred and Mary.\"", "of their toy teacups, and spent whole days together in play. Mary was\na little hoyden, and Fred at six years old thought her the nicest girl", "\"What do you mean, Fred?\" Mary exclaimed indignantly, blushing deeply,\nand surprised out of all her readiness in reply.\n\n\"It is impossible that you should not see it all clearly enough--you\nwho see everything.\"", "\"That is what my father has just told me of as what may happen, and he\nnever talks nonsense,\" said Mary, looking up at Fred now, while he\ngrasped her hand as they walked, till it rather hurt her; but she would\nnot complain.", "and Mary, without fuss, began again in her neat fashion, with precisely\nthe same words as before. Fred, who had also seated himself near,\nwould have felt unmixed triumph in Mary's effectiveness if Mr.", "Mary Garth had before this been getting ready to go home with her\nfather. She met Fred in the hall, and now for the first time had the", "Fred went through much more narrative and explanation with his mother,\nbut she was inconsolable, having before her eyes what perhaps her\nhusband had never thought of, the certainty that Fred would marry Mary", "\"I could not love a man who is ridiculous,\" said Mary, not choosing to\ngo deeper. \"Fred has sense and knowledge enough to make him", "\"Mary mentioned nothing else. But really, Fred, I think you ought to\nbe ashamed.\"\n\n\"Oh, fudge! Don't lecture me. What did Mary say about it?\"", "\"I think Fred ought not to need telling again what I have already said\nto him,\" Mary answered, with a slight resentment in her manner. \"I", "\"What fine clothes you wear, you extravagant youth!\" said Mary, as Fred\nstood still and raised his hat to her with playful formality. \"You are\nnot learning economy.\"", "\"Never dare to mention this any more to me, Fred,\" said Mary, getting\nserious again. \"I don't know whether it is more stupid or ungenerous", "\"It is all true, Fred, and I am happy because of it--because I love you\nbest,\" said Mary, in a tone of obedient recitation.", "There were three boys: Mary was not discontented that she brought forth\nmen-children only; and when Fred wished to have a girl like her, she", "\"How dare you make any comparison between my father and you, Fred?\"\nsaid Mary, in a deep tone of indignation. \"He never got into trouble", "\"Do you really like me best, Mary?\" said Fred, turning eyes full of\naffection on her, and trying to take her hand.", "\"Don't fear for me, father,\" said Mary, gravely meeting her father's\neyes; \"Fred has always been very good to me; he is kind-hearted and", "\"_Rosy!_\" cried Fred, in a tone of profound brotherly scepticism.\n\n\"Come, Fred!\" said Mary, emphatically; \"you have no right to be so\ncritical.\"", "Mary felt uncomfortable, but, determined to take the matter lightly,\nanswered at once, \"I have said so many impertinent things to Fred--we\nare such old playfellows.\"", "affectionate wifely scolding, he would have betrayed everything to\nMary, wanting \"to give the child comfort.\" However, he restrained\nhimself, and kept in strict privacy from Fred certain visits which he" ] ]

[ "Where did Dorothea Brooke spent her honeymoon?", "Who Dorothea Brooke form a warm relationship with?", "What happen if Dorothea Brooke marry Will Ladislaw?", "Who is the town financier?", "Who is Rosamond brother fred in love with?", "What was Fred force to do?", "Who is secretly in love with Dorothea Brooke?", "How many sons do fred and Mary have?", "Who does Dorothea appear destined to marry?", "Who does Dorothea marry only to discover disappointment?", "After the Reverend's death, what will happen if she decides to marry Will Ladislaw?", "Who is Rosamond Vincy?", "How does Dorothea respond to the provisions in the Reverend's will?", "How many children do Rosamond and Lydgate have?", "After Lydgate dies, who does Rosamond marry?", "What happens between Fred and Mary?", "How many children do Fred and Marry have?", "Who inherits Arthur Brooke's Estate?", "In what year does the story begin?", "Dorothea Brooke marries who?", "What country does Dorothea honeymoon in?", "Who is Will Ladislaw to Edward Casaubon?", "What provision was in Edward Casaubon Will?", "Tetius Lydgate marries whom?", "Camden Farebrother is what to Tetius Lydgate?", "Fred Vincy is in love with whom?", "Mr Featherson begs Mary Garth to distroy what?", "How many children do Fred and Mary have?" ]

[ [ "Rome.", "Rome" ], [ "Will Ladislaw.", "Will Ladislaw. " ], [ "She would lose her inheritance.", "She will lose her inheritance" ], [ "Mr Bulstrode.", "Mr. Bulstrode" ], [ "Mary Garth.", "Mary Garth" ], [ "Take out a loan.", "work for the Church" ], [ "Ladislaw.", "Will Ladislaw" ], [ "Three.", "3" ], [ "Sir James Chettam, a nearby landowner.", "edward casaubon" ], [ "Reverend Edward Casaubon.", "Edward Casaubon. " ], [ "She will lose her inheritance from the Reverend. ", "she will lose the inheritance" ], [ "The Mayor's daughter who marries Lydgate.", "the niece of Mr. Bulstrode, daughter of the mayor, and wife of Lydgate" ], [ "She renounces his inheritance and announces her intents to marry Ladislaw.", "She marries Ladislaw anyway." ], [ "Four.", "Four. " ], [ "A wealthy physician.", "A wealthy physician. " ], [ "Fred and Mary eventually get married. ", "marry and had three sons" ], [ "Three sons. ", "three" ], [ "The son of Dorothea and Ladislaw.", "Dorothea's son. " ], [ "1829", "1832" ], [ "The Reverend Edward Casaubon.", "The Reverend Edward Casaubon" ], [ "Rome", "Rome" ], [ "Cousin", "His young cousin." ], [ "That if she marries Will Ladislaw she will lose her inheritance.", "If Dorothea marries Ladislaw, she will lose her inheritance. " ], [ "Rosamond Vincy", "Rosamond Vincy" ], [ "Friend", "a friend" ], [ "Mary Garth", "Mary. " ], [ "His second will.", "His second will" ], [ "3", "3 sons" ] ]

[ [ "(SCREAMS OUT)\n They didn't fuckin' do anything!\n Get off my boys!\n .Micky raises his arm defending himself from the long black\n metal flashlights, head split open bleeding.", "Micky's left eye, another deep gash open on his cheekbone\n just under the eye, still bleeding from his nose, his face a", "Micky! Do you hear me?\n Micky looks at his brother, nods, turns spits out blood and", "officers keeping him down, crying out for help...\n .Micky runs out as cops bang Dicky up outside the paddy\n wagon. Micky runs into the middle of it all, grabs a cop's", "MICKY\n Just put him in the wagon.\n Police tackle Micky to the sidewalk, start beating, subduing\n him with their flashlights... Crack! Crack!\n\n ALICE", "hands, break his hands!\" Crack! Hard metal breaking bone in\n Micky's left hand. Micky screams out in pain...", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "6 CONTINUED: (9) 6\n A fight breaks out next to Micky, jostling him but he remains", "fight, you moron! You know I'm\n right!\n As Micky opens the door his face registers Dicky's words.", "banging him with body shots...Bam! Bam! Bam!...Dicky tries to\n make Micky miss. Micky grabs him tying him up.. .Dicky pushes", "DICKY\n (stung, eyes well)\n What ah ya gonna do without me?\n Micky stares as Officer pulls Dicky away, sad.", "MICKY\n (looks at Dicky)\n Yeah I know. That's what I told\n 'im.\n Micky looks back out the window, face bandaged, no emotion.", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "DICKY\n (on phone, screaming)\n I told 'im inside, c'mon, Micky!\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "113 CONTINUED: (2) 113\n Micky, tears in his eyes, stares at Dicky a moment, nods,\n leaves the locker room.", "arms, backwards baseball cap, shorts, work boots, enters\n frame, shadowboxing around Micky, smiles missing teeth. The\n two brothers play spar, joking, having fun. Micky throws a", "off-guard, steps back, letting Micky off the ropes. Micky\n keeps throwing, legs still unsteady. Neary flicks out a jab,", "George pulls Dicky off the fence, swings at him with a big\n punch; Dicky slips the punch and nails George in the eye with\n an overhand right, George goes down. Micky rolls his eyes.", "They all look at Micky. He is torn up over this as he\n considers it before he speaks and they all watch, tense.", ".Micky taking deep breaths, Al Gavin in the ring working on\n a two-inch gouge under Micky's left eye, Dicky leaning" ], [ "SIGN AT WORST POSSIBLE MOMENT WE FEEL AND CHOOSE TOMORROW.\n Dicky steps through the doorway, holding Little Dicky,", "his eye, \"I didn't do nuthin'. Who's gonna take care a Little\n Dicky and, what about Tommy?\"\n .Dicky stands there for a moment watching himself, his son,", "113 CONTINUED: (2) 113\n Micky, tears in his eyes, stares at Dicky a moment, nods,\n leaves the locker room.", "DICKY\n What'd I do? They're aftah me.\n I'm fuckin' Dicky Ecklund. I'm", "GEORGE\n\n (SHOUTS)\n I know what that means, don't do\n it, Dick. Come back.\n But Dicky keeps going. George watches, sad.", "DICKY\n (emotional, defended)\n Hey. (turns to Ray Ramalho) Ra\n Ray! (high fives Ray)", "DICKY\n (calls out to Micky)\n Take care, Mick, we'll talk\n tommorrah.\n Little Dicky runs out of the house into Dicky's arms.", "MICKY\n I had to. After everything that\n happened. I'm sorry.\n Dicky is hurt, stunned.\n\n DICKY\n The whole time I was away --", "DICKY (CONT'D)\n (laughing with his son)\n - My teef, my teef, Dicky, you\n knocked out my teef!", "DICKY\n (calls out combinations)\n Work, work, head, body, head, body.\n [To camera] Set it up sneaky,", "DICKY\n Not this time, Dicky, try and gimme\n a sock in the nose--\n Micky, lost in thought, stands at his car watching Dicky\n playing with Little Dicky.", "DICKY\n (real fear in his eyes)\n I'm not here!", "DICKY\n They won't let us watch the fight\n cuz it's 'violent'! They let us\n watch the stupid documentary on", ".Dicky screaming from ringside for Micky to move.. .Alice,\n George sitting behind him can't look. . .Micky tries to fight", "DICKY\n And me.", "DICKY\n I look good, right? Alice said lock\n up mighta been the best thing to\n happen to me. I got clean. I got\n clear up here (taps his head).", "DICKY\n (holds his back)\n My back! My back!", "Dicky IN SUSPENSE. PUSH IN ON Dicky'S FACE, HEAR ACTUAL FIGHT\n AUDIO IN HIS HEAD -- FLASH TO ACTUAL FOOTAGE, Dicky KNOCKS", "MICKY\n Yeah, a funny way, Ma, Dicky's a\n great trainah, I love him to death,\n but do ya evah think all the othah\n damage he's done?", "DICKY\n He's down! Micky Ward is down! 4-\n 3-2-1, it's ovah! He's out! A" ], [ ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", ".Dicky screaming from ringside for Micky to move.. .Alice,\n George sitting behind him can't look. . .Micky tries to fight", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "Micky watches Dicky get geared up with gloves, headgear,\n mouth guard by Art Ramalho. ANOTHER BOXER gears up Micky.", "George, others watch. Dicky moving around the ring...\n He snaps Micky's head with a combination. Micky starts", "DICKY\n Go aftah 'im! Get off the ropes!\n Micky throws a right, going right after Neary. Neary caught", ".Micky taking deep breaths, Al Gavin in the ring working on\n a two-inch gouge under Micky's left eye, Dicky leaning", "even do Dicky's comeback fight too.\n Micky just nods okay. Dicky pats him on the back as Micky\n gets into his car.", "SMASH CUT TO:\n .Micky sparring Jose in the ring, headgear, mouthpiece.\n Dicky on the apron, shouting out instructions. Alice and his", "WAY]\n\n MICKEY O'KEEFE\n - Micky, I know ya dad wants this\n guy to manage ya, and I'll train ya\n on one condition.", "RINGS FOR THE NEXT ROUND.\n Micky stands, turns to Charlene sitting ringside; Dicky puts", "Micky answers with a short right--Uppercut...Bam! Bam!...hear\n Merchant, \"This isn't entertainment. This isn't business.\n This is fighting!\"", "MICKY\n (looking out window,\n\n DISTANT)\n He wants to train me in Vegas.\n Alice and Dicky glance at each other, and study Micky.", ".Charlene watches Micky stumble to the corner. Mickey\n O'Keefe inside the ring pouring water into Micky's mouth, Al\n Gavin leaning over, working to stop the bleeding above", "DICKY\n (on phone, screaming)\n I told 'im inside, c'mon, Micky!\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "arms, backwards baseball cap, shorts, work boots, enters\n frame, shadowboxing around Micky, smiles missing teeth. The\n two brothers play spar, joking, having fun. Micky throws a", "off-guard, steps back, letting Micky off the ropes. Micky\n keeps throwing, legs still unsteady. Neary flicks out a jab,", "MICKY\n What's the difference, I'm alone in\n the ring anyway.\n\n CHARLENE\n You think your family's lookin' out\n for ya?", "123 RING 123\n .Micky climbs into the ring, Dicky helps him take off his", "MICKY\n feels his whole fight plan go out the window.\n\n LOU GOLD\n We can still have a fight, Micky.\n Micky stares at him." ], [ ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "MICKY\n (thinks, then, grudgingly)\n Go toe to toe; ovahhand right in\n the middle rounds. He's weak\n against the overhand right.\n\n DICKY", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "Micky watches Dicky get geared up with gloves, headgear,\n mouth guard by Art Ramalho. ANOTHER BOXER gears up Micky.", "DICKY\n Go aftah 'im! Get off the ropes!\n Micky throws a right, going right after Neary. Neary caught", "even do Dicky's comeback fight too.\n Micky just nods okay. Dicky pats him on the back as Micky\n gets into his car.", "Micky answers with a short right--Uppercut...Bam! Bam!...hear\n Merchant, \"This isn't entertainment. This isn't business.\n This is fighting!\"", "George, others watch. Dicky moving around the ring...\n He snaps Micky's head with a combination. Micky starts", "hammering his body ...Bam! Bam! Bam! Micky stands his ground\n and catches Neary with short uppercuts... Standing forehead-to-", "off-guard, steps back, letting Micky off the ropes. Micky\n keeps throwing, legs still unsteady. Neary flicks out a jab,", "Micky rocks Neary with another left hook to the body ...Bam!\n Micky follows with a huge left uppercut... Bam!\n Neary stumbles backwards and goes crashing down to the", "MICKY\n feels his whole fight plan go out the window.\n\n LOU GOLD\n We can still have a fight, Micky.\n Micky stares at him.", ".Dicky screaming from ringside for Micky to move.. .Alice,\n George sitting behind him can't look. . .Micky tries to fight", ".Micky taking deep breaths, Al Gavin in the ring working on\n a two-inch gouge under Micky's left eye, Dicky leaning", "banging him with body shots...Bam! Bam! Bam!...Dicky tries to\n make Micky miss. Micky grabs him tying him up.. .Dicky pushes", "from his corner, no fear of Micky. The bell rings. Micky\n meets him in the middle of the ring...Sanchez COMES OUT HARD,", "TRYING TO END IT, pounds Micky's body ...Bam! Bam!\n Bam!...Micky shakes his head, unloads a hard left hook and\n takes a step closer...", "SMASH CUT TO:\n .Micky sparring Jose in the ring, headgear, mouthpiece.\n Dicky on the apron, shouting out instructions. Alice and his", ".Dicky shaking his fist, screaming Micky on, \"This is it!\n This is it! This is it!\"\n .Micky walks back in and unleashes a huge left hook--Left", "MICKY\n How 'bout you go fight him? He's a\n middleweight.\n\n DICKIE\n He's fat. You knocked out Joey\n Ferrell." ], [ "They all look at Micky. He is torn up over this as he\n considers it before he speaks and they all watch, tense.", "MICKY\n (finally looks at her)\n You can't say that about my family.", "All eyes watch Micky messed up now -- Charlene, O'Keefe,\n George, Alice, Little Dicky, others. He steps back into the", "Micky! Do you hear me?\n Micky looks at his brother, nods, turns spits out blood and", "this.\n Micky looks at his mother in disbelief, his father down on\n the ground behind him... . his brother high out of his mind.", "Micky looks at him, nods. It's breaking his heart.", "MICKY\n Yeah, a funny way, Ma, Dicky's a\n great trainah, I love him to death,\n but do ya evah think all the othah\n damage he's done?", "MICKY\n No. No BooBoo.\n BooBoo looks to Dicky who rolls his eyes; BooBoo leaves.\n Micky stares in disbelief.", "As she holds him, Micky looks frustrated, but tears up in\n spite of himself and nods.", "DICKY\n (on phone, screaming)\n I told 'im inside, c'mon, Micky!\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "MICKY\n (looking out window,\n\n DISTANT)\n He wants to train me in Vegas.\n Alice and Dicky glance at each other, and study Micky.", "Dicky looks at Micky. . .then turns to Alice and nods his head\n at her. He's got it. She's puzzled. Micky nods.", "113 CONTINUED: (2) 113\n Micky, tears in his eyes, stares at Dicky a moment, nods,\n leaves the locker room.", "MICKY\n I had to. After everything that\n happened. I'm sorry.\n Dicky is hurt, stunned.\n\n DICKY\n The whole time I was away --", "DICKY\n (shouting at Micky)\n Micky does everythin' I tell him,", "MICKY\n Because it's true. I went in with\n our plan and it wasn't working, I\n switched to what I learned with\n Dicky.\n Micky looks at O'Keefe, who is hurt.", "102 CONTINUED: 102\n He knows that Micky doesn't want to be here.\" Hear JIM", "MICKY --\n They look at each other, tearful, heartbreaking. Red Dog and\n Beaver put their arms around her and walk her to the car.", "MICKY\n Help ya husband up, Alice. Ya\n husband's on the ground there.\n Instead Dicky helps Alice up the driveway to the limo. Micky\n helps his father to his feet.", "MICKY\n Yeah, I know, Ma. It's just,-- I\n don't want things goin' the way\n they been goin'.\n\n ( CONTTNTTFD )" ], [ "DICKY\n (calls out to Micky)\n Take care, Mick, we'll talk\n tommorrah.\n Little Dicky runs out of the house into Dicky's arms.", "DICKY\n\n (RUNNING)\n Hey, Pappa!\n George looks up as he kneels, roofing, and sees Dicky. Kids\n run after him shouting.", "DICKY\n (on phone, screaming)\n I told 'im inside, c'mon, Micky!\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "113 CONTINUED: (2) 113\n Micky, tears in his eyes, stares at Dicky a moment, nods,\n leaves the locker room.", "DICKY\n (calls out combinations)\n Work, work, head, body, head, body.\n [To camera] Set it up sneaky,", "DICKY\n I wanna make an amend to everyone\n here, I know I done a lot of stupid\n things, and I wanna say I'm sorry,\n and that's ovah.\n They all look at him.", "his eye, \"I didn't do nuthin'. Who's gonna take care a Little\n Dicky and, what about Tommy?\"\n .Dicky stands there for a moment watching himself, his son,", "MICKY\n Help ya husband up, Alice. Ya\n husband's on the ground there.\n Instead Dicky helps Alice up the driveway to the limo. Micky\n helps his father to his feet.", "DICKY\n Then leave me alone. He needs me,\n you heard him, and I know he needs\n you, so let's spare him the", "MICKY\n Good. Get O'Keefe back, too.\n\n DICKY\n Micky nods, heads toward Charlene.", "DICKY\n Not this time, Dicky, try and gimme\n a sock in the nose--\n Micky, lost in thought, stands at his car watching Dicky\n playing with Little Dicky.", "DICKY\n RAAAAAAAY! Hey, Ray,--\n The bodyguard stops him. Sugar Ray sees Dicky and waves him", "DICKY\n We worked it out fah you. Ask her.\n It's all together.\n Micky looks up and sees Charlene standing in the door. She\n nods. He looks at Dicky.", "(GETS SHRILL)\n And you need Dicky?\n Micky roils as he makes this decision.", "DICKY\n (emotional, defended)\n Hey. (turns to Ray Ramalho) Ra\n Ray! (high fives Ray)", "22 CONTINUED:\n\n 22\n\n DICKY", "DICKY\n And me.", "DICKY\n He says I can't work with him.\n\n ALICE\n That's not right. [Dicky starts to\n leave] He never woulda won Sanchez\n without me!", "DICKY\n Fuck you, Charlene. I came here to\n make things right -", "DICKY\n\n (SAD)\n Aw, come on, Micky.\n\n CUT BACK TO:" ], [ "Charlene sitting ringside in the dark, flashing green lights,\n and gives her a little wave... Charlene waves back, mouths, \"I\n love you. Kick ass!\" Alice and George sitting a couple rows", "gettin' hurt before the fight!\n He rushes out after Alice, George, Red Dog, Sherry leaving\n Micky and Charlene behind. Hear more SIRENS, SCREAMS from", "he's goin' all the way to a world\n title! Now move, that's why you\n dropped the weight! We're gonna out", "TITLE: Rd 1 - 3:00 (time running down). The bell rings.\n Micky and Neary meet in the middle of the ring, hear one of", "the ring. HBO producer sits bored, looks at his watch.\n Dilapidated gym, peeling paint, exposed pipes. Owner, ART", "for Sanchez and I said she was\n fulla shit? Turns out she was\n right. Toma said Sanchez had a\n title shot if he won tonight.", "RINGS FOR THE NEXT ROUND.\n Micky stands, turns to Charlene sitting ringside; Dicky puts", ".Dicky screaming from ringside for Micky to move.. .Alice,\n George sitting behind him can't look. . .Micky tries to fight", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "thought I was fighting for a\n championship.\n He throws his gear off and starts to go when she runs to him,\n embraces him.", "back up and they go to separate corners. \"Let's see if they\n call that a knock down. Nope, not a knockdown. And the bell", "behind her. Neary walks toward the ring, pounding himself\n hard in the face, jaw, forehead with both gloves...", "DICKY\n I'm the one who has this fight,\n this is my chance for a title, and", "MICKY\n feels his whole fight plan go out the window.\n\n LOU GOLD\n We can still have a fight, Micky.\n Micky stares at him.", "Charlene kisses Micky. Everybody slapping Micky on the back,\n hugging him, jumping up & down around him, celebrating him, a\n world title shot. Micky smiling in the middle of the", "George pulls Dicky off the fence, swings at him with a big\n punch; Dicky slips the punch and nails George in the eye with\n an overhand right, George goes down. Micky rolls his eyes.", "lbs, black trunks, chasing after him.. .Charlene screaming\n sitting ringside with Sal LoNano, George, Donna, Beaver,", "Castillo goes crashing down to the canvas! Tries to get up,\n stumbling... Referee waves the fight over... hometown standing-\n room-only crowd explodes cheering, screaming for Micky...", "Hook to the body--Hook to the body--Hard uppercut ...Bam! Bam!\n Bam! Micky stumbles, hurt, almost goes down, blood spilling", "57 CONTINUED: (3) 57\n\n ALICE\n Yeah, five days before the fight --" ], [ "DICKY (CONT'D)\n You deserve the best, Micky, you\n have a chance to go all the way and", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "banging him with body shots...Bam! Bam! Bam!...Dicky tries to\n make Micky miss. Micky grabs him tying him up.. .Dicky pushes", "Micky! Do you hear me?\n Micky looks at his brother, nods, turns spits out blood and", ".Micky raises his hands in victory for the first time in\n years, looks over to his corner...no Dicky. Micky O'Keefe", "MICKY\n Because it's true. I went in with\n our plan and it wasn't working, I\n switched to what I learned with\n Dicky.\n Micky looks at O'Keefe, who is hurt.", "Charlene kisses Micky. Everybody slapping Micky on the back,\n hugging him, jumping up & down around him, celebrating him, a\n world title shot. Micky smiling in the middle of the", "even do Dicky's comeback fight too.\n Micky just nods okay. Dicky pats him on the back as Micky\n gets into his car.", "DICKY\n (holding Micky up off the\n ground, looks up at\n him.. .tears in his eyes)", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "Ohmygahd, Micky, you're the world\n champion! You're champion a the\n whole world!", "12\n Micky, mad, motivated, works mits with Dicky. As they flow\n together, Dicky's movement is, impressive, fluid and more\n intense.", "DICKY\n (shouting at Micky)\n Micky does everythin' I tell him,", "DICKY\n Hey, champ! Daddy's home!\n\n LITTLE DICKY\n Did Uncle Micky win?", "control, landing with his head CRASHING down in Micky's\n corner!\n Dicky raises his hands over his head, white corner jacket\n stained with Micky's blood...", "6 CONTINUED: (9) 6\n A fight breaks out next to Micky, jostling him but he remains", "DICKY\n (on phone, screaming)\n I told 'im inside, c'mon, Micky!\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "DRUNK GUY\n (shouts from behind Micky)\n He's gonna lose again! [Micky looks", "Micky laughs as he punch/taps Dicky in the ribs.", "113 CONTINUED: (2) 113\n Micky, tears in his eyes, stares at Dicky a moment, nods,\n leaves the locker room." ], [ "CHARLENE\n (jumping up & down)\n\n YEAHHHHHH! FUCK YEAHHHHHHH!\n\n CUT TO:", "CHARLENE\n Whoa.", "CHARLENE\n (over the buzzer)\n You fuckin' asshole!", "5 CONTINUED: (2) 5\n THROUGH THE CROWD MICKY STARES AT CHARLENE FLEMING, 25, tall", "He hangs up. He and Charlene stare at each other, taking it\n in, emotional, awkward. She laughs a little through\n tears. - .they hug.", "39 CONTINUED: 39\n CUT TO: He opens the passenger door for Charlene, she's in a\n tight top, short skirt, fancy flip-flops. Her large yellow\n Victorian house behind her.", "MICKY\n (drives looks at her\n raising an eyebrow)\n You?!\n Charlene laughs lightly through her nose.", "CHARLENE\n It's OK, I know you been tryin' to\n live offa Micky for years.\n\n MICKY\n Can we talk business?", "CHARLENE\n Who's everybody?\n\n MICKY\n My mothah and my brothah.\n She looks at him as she takes this in.", "CHARLENE\n It happens all the time, trust me.", "6\n She holds his gaze a moment. She picks up a pen and starts\n to write on a white cocktail napkin. She writes \"Charlene\"", "ALICE\n Didn't she just staht workin'\n there?\n\n CHARLENE\n She did. But she's wants to quit\n to go for teachah certification.", "KNOCKING ON THE DOOR, HE OPENS IT AS HE LISTENS TO\n PHONE..CHARLENE IS THERE. Micky's eyes widen with surprise.\n He hasn't seen her in a while.", "CHARLENE\n Fuck you, I cleahed 5-10, I was\n New England Champ, but so what, I\n nevah graduated. I pahtied too\n much.", "43 CONTINUED: (2) 43\n Charlene stares at him. He doesn't look at her.", "CHARLENE\n Maybe you're just like them and\n that's where you belong.\n She looks at him, turns and walks out of the gym, followed by\n O'Keefe, who looks sadly back at Micky.", "CHARLENE\n What's going on? You afraid to run\n into your girlfriend? You have a\n girlfriend, just say it, that's why", "CHARLENE\n Uh yuh. Popular. I need to get\n the hell outta that place. If I\n don't drink while I'm workin' I'd\n kill myself -", "118 FRONT DOOR, CHARLENE'S APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOON 118\n Charlene opening her door...Dicky standing in the doorway,\n sweating, agitated.", "Charlene sitting ringside in the dark, flashing green lights,\n and gives her a little wave... Charlene waves back, mouths, \"I\n love you. Kick ass!\" Alice and George sitting a couple rows" ], [ "DICKY\n He's a fuckin' middleweight, Ron!\n\n ALICE\n Micky got light! He's 146!", "MICKY\n How 'bout you go fight him? He's a\n middleweight.\n\n DICKIE\n He's fat. You knocked out Joey\n Ferrell.", "year old jockey. Both weighed 106\n pounds. Dicky lied he was 18.\n In the ring, push in on Micky looks up, eyes wide.", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "TRYING TO END IT, pounds Micky's body ...Bam! Bam!\n Bam!...Micky shakes his head, unloads a hard left hook and\n takes a step closer...", "Micky rocks Neary with another left hook to the body ...Bam!\n Micky follows with a huge left uppercut... Bam!\n Neary stumbles backwards and goes crashing down to the", "DICKY\n Go aftah 'im! Get off the ropes!\n Micky throws a right, going right after Neary. Neary caught", "hammering his body ...Bam! Bam! Bam! Micky stands his ground\n and catches Neary with short uppercuts... Standing forehead-to-", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", ".Micky taking deep breaths, Al Gavin in the ring working on\n a two-inch gouge under Micky's left eye, Dicky leaning", "DICKY\n We're gonna box Mamby, not slug it\n out with a middleweight!\n\n LOU GOLD\n He's fat! He just got off the\n couch!", "Micky watches Dicky get geared up with gloves, headgear,\n mouth guard by Art Ramalho. ANOTHER BOXER gears up Micky.", "DICKIE\n He just got off the couch.\n\n MICKY\n He's 20 pounds bigger than me.\n\n (CONTTNIWN 1", "DICKIE\n You knocked out Joey Ferrell.\n\n MICKY\n So what? The guy's a middleweight.", "Micky answers with a short right--Uppercut...Bam! Bam!...hear\n Merchant, \"This isn't entertainment. This isn't business.\n This is fighting!\"", "DICKY\n I seen that Mexican fight, Micky!\n He hits very hard! 15 knockouts!", ".Dicky shaking his fist, screaming Micky on, \"This is it!\n This is it! This is it!\"\n .Micky walks back in and unleashes a huge left hook--Left", "off-guard, steps back, letting Micky off the ropes. Micky\n keeps throwing, legs still unsteady. Neary flicks out a jab,", "MICKY\n (shakes his head)\n He got the flu, the guy who took\n his place had 16 pounds on me, I\n nevah shoulda fought him.", "DICKIE\n (exhales, thinks)\n OK. And Joey Ferrell knocked him\n out. I gotcha.\n\n MICKY\n Hold on, 165's big." ], [ "CHARLENE\n So why'd you fight him?\n\n MICKY\n Nobody woulda got paid. Everybody\n said I could beat 'im.", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "even do Dicky's comeback fight too.\n Micky just nods okay. Dicky pats him on the back as Micky\n gets into his car.", "MICKY\n How 'bout you go fight him? He's a\n middleweight.\n\n DICKIE\n He's fat. You knocked out Joey\n Ferrell.", "MICKY\n feels his whole fight plan go out the window.\n\n LOU GOLD\n We can still have a fight, Micky.\n Micky stares at him.", "MICKY\n (looking out window,\n\n DISTANT)\n He wants to train me in Vegas.\n Alice and Dicky glance at each other, and study Micky.", "Micky answers with a short right--Uppercut...Bam! Bam!...hear\n Merchant, \"This isn't entertainment. This isn't business.\n This is fighting!\"", ".Dicky screaming from ringside for Micky to move.. .Alice,\n George sitting behind him can't look. . .Micky tries to fight", "DICKY\n Oh yeah, you are.\n\n MICKY\n Watch the fight, you'll see the\n plan.", "DICKY\n Go aftah 'im! Get off the ropes!\n Micky throws a right, going right after Neary. Neary caught", "MICKY\n What's the difference, I'm alone in\n the ring anyway.\n\n CHARLENE\n You think your family's lookin' out\n for ya?", "MICKY\n Because it's true. I went in with\n our plan and it wasn't working, I\n switched to what I learned with\n Dicky.\n Micky looks at O'Keefe, who is hurt.", "fight, you moron! You know I'm\n right!\n As Micky opens the door his face registers Dicky's words.", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "They all look at Micky. He is torn up over this as he\n considers it before he speaks and they all watch, tense.", "MICKY\n Where?\n\n MIKE TOMA\n Las Vegas. Do it right and make\n one last run at this thing before\n it's too late.", "DICKY\n Hey, champ! Daddy's home!\n\n LITTLE DICKY\n Did Uncle Micky win?", "DICKY\n Yeah, sure, they got ya fighin'\n Alfonso Sanchez.\n\n MICKY\n\n (PROUD)\n On HBO.", "Micky watches Dicky get geared up with gloves, headgear,\n mouth guard by Art Ramalho. ANOTHER BOXER gears up Micky.", "(PULLING HIM)\n Let's go, Dicky -\n\n DICKY\n (leaning back to Micky)\n I was doin' it for you!" ], [ "DICKY\n (calls out combinations)\n Work, work, head, body, head, body.\n [To camera] Set it up sneaky,", "behind her like a kid in trouble, looks like shit, up for\n days. She pauses at the car, crying. Dicky hugs her\n shoulders with one arm.", "22 CONTINUED:\n\n 22\n\n DICKY", "8 CONTINUED: 8\n Karen, 33, Dicky's Cambodian girlfriend, sitting on a stained", "DICKY\n Five o'clock.\n Micky waves his hands like Dicky's done. Dicky throws another\n play punch and Micky hams up going down, getting knocked out,\n feet flying up in the air.", "DICKY\n Hook-- Head-Body-Head! C'mon!\n That's ya fuckin' combo, head-body-\n head!\n\n ALICE\n Dicky taught him that!", "DICKY\n (on phone, screaming)\n I told 'im inside, c'mon, Micky!\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "DICKY\n We worked it out fah you. Ask her.\n It's all together.\n Micky looks up and sees Charlene standing in the door. She\n nods. He looks at Dicky.", "Dicky kneeling smoking a crack pipe. He exhales crack smoke\n as he pops back to his feet where he bounces on his toes like", "Dicky looks at Micky. . .then turns to Alice and nods his head\n at her. He's got it. She's puzzled. Micky nods.", "DICKY\n (holds his back)\n My back! My back!", "2 CONTINUED: 2\n He resets his head, Micky throws again, Dicky mimes going\n down, then gets up immediately.", "hold memorabilia from his Sugar Ray Leonard fight to sign. He\n kisses a girl, laughs his missing-toothed grin. Dicky high-", "George and couple of her daughters. Little Dicky comes in.", "DICKY\n And me.", "DICKY\n (excited, jumps up off the\n bed, showing Micky)\n See his right ahm goes leaves his", "SIGN AT WORST POSSIBLE MOMENT WE FEEL AND CHOOSE TOMORROW.\n Dicky steps through the doorway, holding Little Dicky,", "Alice and sisters and against the car, all laughing, Dicky\n tickles Alice.", "DICKY\n (puts an arm around Karen)\n I love Cambodian people!\n They all yell in Cambodian at Dicky who looks aggravated,\n still holding onto Quackah.", "DICKY\n (walks over to the HBO\n camera, laughs)\n You been talkin' to the camera," ], [ "DICKY\n (shouting at Micky)\n Micky does everythin' I tell him,", "DICKY\n (on phone, screaming)\n I told 'im inside, c'mon, Micky!\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "DICKY\n\n (SAD)\n Aw, come on, Micky.\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "Micky laughs as he punch/taps Dicky in the ribs.", "DICKY\n (holding Micky up off the\n ground, looks up at\n him.. .tears in his eyes)", "DICKY (CONT'D)\n You deserve the best, Micky, you\n have a chance to go all the way and", "DICKY\n Five o'clock.\n Micky waves his hands like Dicky's done. Dicky throws another\n play punch and Micky hams up going down, getting knocked out,\n feet flying up in the air.", "MICKY\n Because it's true. I went in with\n our plan and it wasn't working, I\n switched to what I learned with\n Dicky.\n Micky looks at O'Keefe, who is hurt.", "DICKY\n Hey, champ! Daddy's home!\n\n LITTLE DICKY\n Did Uncle Micky win?", "DICKY\n (calls out to Micky)\n Take care, Mick, we'll talk\n tommorrah.\n Little Dicky runs out of the house into Dicky's arms.", "113 CONTINUED: (2) 113\n Micky, tears in his eyes, stares at Dicky a moment, nods,\n leaves the locker room.", "MICKY\n No. No BooBoo.\n BooBoo looks to Dicky who rolls his eyes; BooBoo leaves.\n Micky stares in disbelief.", "DICKY\n (excited, jumps up off the\n bed, showing Micky)\n See his right ahm goes leaves his", "MICKY\n Yeah, a funny way, Ma, Dicky's a\n great trainah, I love him to death,\n but do ya evah think all the othah\n damage he's done?", "DICKY\n (looks around, shouts)\n Quackah!\n .Micky stops punching, smiles when he sees his brother,", "(PULLING HIM)\n Let's go, Dicky -\n\n DICKY\n (leaning back to Micky)\n I was doin' it for you!", "DICKY\n What's his problem?\n Micky sits back and folds his arms, a bit frustrated.", "\"Dicky!\" \"Dicky!\" Some calling \"Micky!\" \"Micky!\" \"Micky!\"", "(GETS SHRILL)\n And you need Dicky?\n Micky roils as he makes this decision.", "DICKY\n Go aftah 'im! Get off the ropes!\n Micky throws a right, going right after Neary. Neary caught" ], [ "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "DICKY\n Go aftah 'im! Get off the ropes!\n Micky throws a right, going right after Neary. Neary caught", ".Dicky shaking his fist, screaming Micky on, \"This is it!\n This is it! This is it!\"\n .Micky walks back in and unleashes a huge left hook--Left", "even do Dicky's comeback fight too.\n Micky just nods okay. Dicky pats him on the back as Micky\n gets into his car.", "MICKY\n feels his whole fight plan go out the window.\n\n LOU GOLD\n We can still have a fight, Micky.\n Micky stares at him.", ".Dicky screaming from ringside for Micky to move.. .Alice,\n George sitting behind him can't look. . .Micky tries to fight", "banging him with body shots...Bam! Bam! Bam!...Dicky tries to\n make Micky miss. Micky grabs him tying him up.. .Dicky pushes", "Micky answers with a short right--Uppercut...Bam! Bam!...hear\n Merchant, \"This isn't entertainment. This isn't business.\n This is fighting!\"", "6 CONTINUED: (9) 6\n A fight breaks out next to Micky, jostling him but he remains", "hammering his body ...Bam! Bam! Bam! Micky stands his ground\n and catches Neary with short uppercuts... Standing forehead-to-", "Micky rocks Neary with another left hook to the body ...Bam!\n Micky follows with a huge left uppercut... Bam!\n Neary stumbles backwards and goes crashing down to the", ".Micky drops to one knee in his corner and crosses himself,\n blood dripping down his face.", "off-guard, steps back, letting Micky off the ropes. Micky\n keeps throwing, legs still unsteady. Neary flicks out a jab,", "Micky away, ducks, jabs.. .Micky traps Dicky's left under his\n elbow/arm, pulling it. . .Turning Dicky so his back is exposed,", "TRYING TO END IT, pounds Micky's body ...Bam! Bam!\n Bam!...Micky shakes his head, unloads a hard left hook and\n takes a step closer...", "FADE OUT\n\n FADE IN: PULLING OUT ON MICKY'S BANDAGED HAND...", "129 CONTINUED: 129\n Neary goes to the body and to the uppercut as he tries to\n finish Micky!\"", "Micky! Do you hear me?\n Micky looks at his brother, nods, turns spits out blood and", "control, landing with his head CRASHING down in Micky's\n corner!\n Dicky raises his hands over his head, white corner jacket\n stained with Micky's blood..." ], [ "thud. COP CHASING HIM on foot runs up, Dicky PUNCHES HIM\n OUT. Busting open his nose, blood pouring. Dicky takes a", "One count of Larceny from a Person. One count of\n impersonating a police officer.\"\n Alice holding 4-year-old Little Dicky in her lap starts to", "swing at ANOTHER COP. More police cars pull up. Officers\n jump out and slam Dicky to the ground! Dicky screams,\n fighting back, kicking and punching the police arresting", "DICKY\n (stung, eyes well)\n What ah ya gonna do without me?\n Micky stares as Officer pulls Dicky away, sad.", "DICKY\n (on phone, screaming)\n I told 'im inside, c'mon, Micky!\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "officers keeping him down, crying out for help...\n .Micky runs out as cops bang Dicky up outside the paddy\n wagon. Micky runs into the middle of it all, grabs a cop's", "DICKY\n (holds his back)\n My back! My back!", "DICKY\n Five o'clock.\n Micky waves his hands like Dicky's done. Dicky throws another\n play punch and Micky hams up going down, getting knocked out,\n feet flying up in the air.", "MICKY\n What were you doin' for me?\n Officer pauses so Dicky can listen.", "his eye, \"I didn't do nuthin'. Who's gonna take care a Little\n Dicky and, what about Tommy?\"\n .Dicky stands there for a moment watching himself, his son,", "lights as a COP CAR PULLS UP AND ANOTHER BUSINESS MAN, bald,\n gets out and POINTS AT Dicky.", "DICKY\n (calls out combinations)\n Work, work, head, body, head, body.\n [To camera] Set it up sneaky,", "The business man gets out, nervous, hands up, pants undone,\n puts his hands on the roof. All he sees are bright lights\n and Dicky's silhouette holding up a wallet like a badge.", "113 CONTINUED: (2) 113\n Micky, tears in his eyes, stares at Dicky a moment, nods,\n leaves the locker room.", "Alice runs up to Dicky as he's put into one police car, Micky\n into another; she drops the lobby card which is trampled on\n 'til it's no longer visible.", "2 CONTINUED: 2\n He resets his head, Micky throws again, Dicky mimes going\n down, then gets up immediately.", "Dicky comes led down the hall by ANOTHER OFFICER, he slows\n down and leans to Micky, and stops --", "toward the fight, tries to pull the cops away from Dicky,\n kicking & clawing... Another officer grabs her. Dicky's\n thrashing handcuffed on the ground, struggling against the", "DICKY\n (excited, jumps up off the\n bed, showing Micky)\n See his right ahm goes leaves his", "DICKY\n (calls out to Micky)\n Take care, Mick, we'll talk\n tommorrah.\n Little Dicky runs out of the house into Dicky's arms." ], [ "DICKY\n Hey, champ! Daddy's home!\n\n LITTLE DICKY\n Did Uncle Micky win?", "DICKY (CONT'D)\n You deserve the best, Micky, you\n have a chance to go all the way and", "Charlene kisses Micky. Everybody slapping Micky on the back,\n hugging him, jumping up & down around him, celebrating him, a\n world title shot. Micky smiling in the middle of the", "Ohmygahd, Micky, you're the world\n champion! You're champion a the\n whole world!", "banging him with body shots...Bam! Bam! Bam!...Dicky tries to\n make Micky miss. Micky grabs him tying him up.. .Dicky pushes", "Lowell! Micky's gonna win, we got\n HBO here! Look at this --\n He walks down the street like he's running for office, people", "DRUNK GUY\n (shouts from behind Micky)\n He's gonna lose again! [Micky looks", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "MICKY\n He's no joke, Formah World Champ.\n\n CHARLENE\n Formah champ.", ".Micky raises his hands in victory for the first time in\n years, looks over to his corner...no Dicky. Micky O'Keefe", "DICKY\n Go aftah 'im! Get off the ropes!\n Micky throws a right, going right after Neary. Neary caught", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "MICKY\n Because it's true. I went in with\n our plan and it wasn't working, I\n switched to what I learned with\n Dicky.\n Micky looks at O'Keefe, who is hurt.", "even do Dicky's comeback fight too.\n Micky just nods okay. Dicky pats him on the back as Micky\n gets into his car.", "DICKY\n (on phone, screaming)\n I told 'im inside, c'mon, Micky!\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "12\n Micky, mad, motivated, works mits with Dicky. As they flow\n together, Dicky's movement is, impressive, fluid and more\n intense.", "Micky! Do you hear me?\n Micky looks at his brother, nods, turns spits out blood and", "DICKY\n He's down! Micky Ward is down! 4-\n 3-2-1, it's ovah! He's out! A", "DICKY\n (shouting at Micky)\n Micky does everythin' I tell him,", "Castillo goes crashing down to the canvas! Tries to get up,\n stumbling... Referee waves the fight over... hometown standing-\n room-only crowd explodes cheering, screaming for Micky..." ], [ "Dicky kneeling smoking a crack pipe. He exhales crack smoke\n as he pops back to his feet where he bounces on his toes like", "girlfriend, BooBoo sits next to them smoking crack. They've\n been up for days, eyes racing, high.", "Dicky shivers through crack withdrawal, clinging to his bed,\n sweating. SCREAMS, scratches at himself, SCREAMS in agony.", "Bonnie laughs as Dicky rushes for an open window in the back\n of the kitchen, 2nd floor of the crack house. Dicky climbs\n out the window and jumps...", "116 EXT. CRACK STREET - CONTINUOUS 116", "Dicky walks down the street, waves to familiar Cambodian\n faces and others. Approaches the crack house. BooBoo,\n Wolfie, some other crackheads hanging out front.", "will make me and Micky's comeback\n more dramatic. I'll tell ya how\n crack works [inhales from pipe].", "DAY\n Alice, trailed by Dicky holding the white dog, walks back to\n her car from the crack house, trying not to cry. Dicky,", "Micky walks down the driveway of the crack house as Alice\n walks up to the front porch.", "9 48 SMITH ST., CRACK HOUSE - DOWNTOWN, LOWELL - DAY 9\n They scramble looking for the car.", "21 CRACK HOUSE, 2ND FLOOR - LIVING ROOM - EARLY MORNING 21\n .Dicky open mouth makes out with Karen, his Cambodian", "22 BACK ALLEY, CRACK HOUSE 22\n .Dicky flying, falling... lands hard on top of some garbage", "HBO PRODUCER\n I told you it's about crack\n addiction. Showing what can\n happen, what it really is, so kids\n can see it for real.", "that one sold heroin, the one on the cornah sold crack.\"", "MICKEY O'KEEFE\n You're already doin' it without\n him.\n\n A21 EXT. CRACK HOUSE - EARLY MORNING A21", "- CRACK HOUSE - MORNING 23\n Everybody sits in the limo in silence looking out different\n windows as Micky helps George settle into his seat and hands\n him a can of Coke George holds to his punched eye.", ".Micky sitting in the tiny kitchen, drinking beer alone,\n dead drunk, ON TV, HBO's \"High on Crack Street,\" a Tour Guide", "this.\n Micky looks at his mother in disbelief, his father down on\n the ground behind him... . his brother high out of his mind.", "behind her like a kid in trouble, looks like shit, up for\n days. She pauses at the car, crying. Dicky hugs her\n shoulders with one arm.", "51 CRACK HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY 51\n .HBO crew filming Dicky smoking crack, Bic lighter in his" ], [ "Months later. Dicky walks out of prison into the bright sun,\n three-story brick building high on a hill, wearing the same\n clothes he was arrested in over a year ago... stretches out", "22 CONTINUED:\n\n 22\n\n DICKY", "from the fight. Hear the laundry list of charges against\n Dicky, \"Ward one count of disturbing the peace, released on", "One count of Larceny from a Person. One count of\n impersonating a police officer.\"\n Alice holding 4-year-old Little Dicky in her lap starts to", "DICKY\n I look good, right? Alice said lock\n up mighta been the best thing to\n happen to me. I got clean. I got\n clear up here (taps his head).", "swing at ANOTHER COP. More police cars pull up. Officers\n jump out and slam Dicky to the ground! Dicky screams,\n fighting back, kicking and punching the police arresting", "thud. COP CHASING HIM on foot runs up, Dicky PUNCHES HIM\n OUT. Busting open his nose, blood pouring. Dicky takes a", "DICKY\n (calls out combinations)\n Work, work, head, body, head, body.\n [To camera] Set it up sneaky,", "DICKY\n I wanna make an amend to everyone\n here, I know I done a lot of stupid\n things, and I wanna say I'm sorry,\n and that's ovah.\n They all look at him.", "DICKY\n Oooh, Alice, he's mad now, look at\n him. Ya hit one those guys like ya", "DICKY\n (holds his back)\n My back! My back!", "DICKY\n We gotta talk, it was self-defense,\n right, say it was self defense, ya\n come outside, ya seen 'em beatin'\n on me, I didn't do nuthin' --", ".Dicky pacing his 6-by-10 cell, solid stone walls, black\n iron-barred door, stainless-steel sink, toilet, crucifix", "his eye, \"I didn't do nuthin'. Who's gonna take care a Little\n Dicky and, what about Tommy?\"\n .Dicky stands there for a moment watching himself, his son,", "DICKY\n And me.", "DICKY\n (on phone, screaming)\n I told 'im inside, c'mon, Micky!\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "Dicky kneeling smoking a crack pipe. He exhales crack smoke\n as he pops back to his feet where he bounces on his toes like", "DICKY\n\n (SCREAMING OUT)\n\n YEAHHHHHH! MY BRUTHAH DROPPED\n SANCHEZ! Just like I told 'im!", "DICKY\n Hook-- Head-Body-Head! C'mon!\n That's ya fuckin' combo, head-body-\n head!\n\n ALICE\n Dicky taught him that!", "behind her like a kid in trouble, looks like shit, up for\n days. She pauses at the car, crying. Dicky hugs her\n shoulders with one arm." ], [ "hands, break his hands!\" Crack! Hard metal breaking bone in\n Micky's left hand. Micky screams out in pain...", "Micky's left eye, another deep gash open on his cheekbone\n just under the eye, still bleeding from his nose, his face a", "(SCREAMS OUT)\n They didn't fuckin' do anything!\n Get off my boys!\n .Micky raises his arm defending himself from the long black\n metal flashlights, head split open bleeding.", "Micky! Do you hear me?\n Micky looks at his brother, nods, turns spits out blood and", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "MICKEY O'KEEFE\n (stands, hugs Micky hello)\n How's ya hand?!\n\n (MORE)", "Micky looks at him, nods. It's breaking his heart.", ".Dicky shaking his fist, screaming Micky on, \"This is it!\n This is it! This is it!\"\n .Micky walks back in and unleashes a huge left hook--Left", "DICKY\n Five o'clock.\n Micky waves his hands like Dicky's done. Dicky throws another\n play punch and Micky hams up going down, getting knocked out,\n feet flying up in the air.", "6 CONTINUED: (9) 6\n A fight breaks out next to Micky, jostling him but he remains", "Micky suddenly slaps the guy fast twice with one hand, the\n guy kinda falls to the bar.", "MICKY\n Because it's true. I went in with\n our plan and it wasn't working, I\n switched to what I learned with\n Dicky.\n Micky looks at O'Keefe, who is hurt.", "They all look at Micky. He is torn up over this as he\n considers it before he speaks and they all watch, tense.", "Micky answers with a short right--Uppercut...Bam! Bam!...hear\n Merchant, \"This isn't entertainment. This isn't business.\n This is fighting!\"", "control, landing with his head CRASHING down in Micky's\n corner!\n Dicky raises his hands over his head, white corner jacket\n stained with Micky's blood...", "64 MICKY'S APARTMENT ABOVE GARAGE - NIGHT 64\n Micky sitting alone drinking a beer, left hand in a cast,\n staring at the floor.", "banging him with body shots...Bam! Bam! Bam!...Dicky tries to\n make Micky miss. Micky grabs him tying him up.. .Dicky pushes", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "George pulls Dicky off the fence, swings at him with a big\n punch; Dicky slips the punch and nails George in the eye with\n an overhand right, George goes down. Micky rolls his eyes.", "hammering his body ...Bam! Bam! Bam! Micky stands his ground\n and catches Neary with short uppercuts... Standing forehead-to-" ], [ "together as Sal LoNano and George jump up in Micky's corner.\n Charlene jumps up and down crying and laughing. Sal hugs him,\n Micky pushes him off.", "MICKY O'KEEFE\n Get ya confidence back.\n\n SAL LONANO\n Right, go from there. [claps his\n hands together in an idiosyncratic", "that's who he is. Micky this is Sal\n LoNano.\n Micky shakes Sal LoNano's hand.", "SAL LONANO\n Micky, Mike Toma just told me\n something very interesting.\n Micky, Charlene look at Sal, unsure.", "SAL LONANO\n You're blowin' it!\n .Mickey O'Keefe pours water into Micky's mouth. Referee\n Mitch Halpern comes over to the corner.", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "even do Dicky's comeback fight too.\n Micky just nods okay. Dicky pats him on the back as Micky\n gets into his car.", "MICKEY O'KEEFE\n (yells back at Sal)\n Shut the fuck up, Sal!", "SAL LONANO\n (shouts at Micky)\n Why you running around so much?!\n Don't run around no more", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "MICKY\n feels his whole fight plan go out the window.\n\n LOU GOLD\n We can still have a fight, Micky.\n Micky stares at him.", "Micky watches Dicky get geared up with gloves, headgear,\n mouth guard by Art Ramalho. ANOTHER BOXER gears up Micky.", "MICKY\n You own a cab company, you're a\n good businessman, right?\n\n SAL LONANO", ".Micky taking deep breaths, Al Gavin in the ring working on\n a two-inch gouge under Micky's left eye, Dicky leaning", "MICKY\n How 'bout you go fight him? He's a\n middleweight.\n\n DICKIE\n He's fat. You knocked out Joey\n Ferrell.", "Micky answers with a short right--Uppercut...Bam! Bam!...hear\n Merchant, \"This isn't entertainment. This isn't business.\n This is fighting!\"", "from his corner, no fear of Micky. The bell rings. Micky\n meets him in the middle of the ring...Sanchez COMES OUT HARD,", "ringside... Charlene cheering with Sal LoNano...George ...Micky\n follows with a short right uppercut, then a hook.. .And", "into the ring, Mickey O'Keefe puts down the stool.. .Micky\n sits down, ED ALIANO starts to wipe the blood from his face,", "DICKY\n We gotta talk latah!\n\n MICKY\n Dicky, listen to me. I can't lose\n again. Look at that guy." ], [ "DICKY\n (walks over to the HBO\n camera, laughs)\n You been talkin' to the camera,", "DICKY\n (shouts over the music)\n Meet my muthah! We're back on HBO,", "3 STREETS, LOWELL - DAY 3\n Dicky walks like a hero down the streets of working class\n Lowell, locals spilling out of storefronts, lunch counters,\n HBO camera following him.", "DICKY\n Ray Ray! Smile, you're gonna be in\n my movie! HBO's makin' a fuckin'", "DICKY\n Ray! Sugah Ray! Ovah heah!\n Sugar Ray doesn't respond to Dicky. He's talking to the ESPN\n camera, still looks young, handsome, not a mark on him.", "DICKY\n (calls out combinations)\n Work, work, head, body, head, body.\n [To camera] Set it up sneaky,", "DICKY\n That's a kidney punch, shuts the\n whole body down. Right heah -\n [pokes HBO producer on the spot and\n he bends over in pain, Dicky\n laughs].", "DICKY\n Yeah, sure, they got ya fighin'\n Alfonso Sanchez.\n\n MICKY\n\n (PROUD)\n On HBO.", "DICKY\n They won't let us watch the fight\n cuz it's 'violent'! They let us\n watch the stupid documentary on", "CAMERAMAN)\n HBO's doin' a movie on me, Ray.\n And I'd like to call ya sometime,", "over.. .Dicky smiles, missing teeth. The HBO cameraman\n following after him. Sugar Ray shakes Dicky's hand.", "22 CONTINUED:\n\n 22\n\n DICKY", "DICKY\n (makes a face)\n Yeah, HBO's all invested in the\n Mexican, Micky, wake up, they don't", "DICKY\n He's down! Micky Ward is down! 4-\n 3-2-1, it's ovah! He's out! A", "MICKY\n That's my big brothah. Taught me\n everything i know. HBO's doin' a\n movie about 'im.", "PAN REVEALS, HBO documentary camerman, and a PRODUCER taping\n it all. Guys on the ROAD CREW crack up in the background.", "DICKY\n We nevah shoulda fought that guy.\n Forget about it. Alice, HBO's", "DICKY\n What'd I do? They're aftah me.\n I'm fuckin' Dicky Ecklund. I'm", "DICKY\n And me.", "DICKY\n (mumbling fast to camera,\n high out of his mind)\n They didn't understand. They're" ], [ "MICKY\n feels his whole fight plan go out the window.\n\n LOU GOLD\n We can still have a fight, Micky.\n Micky stares at him.", "even do Dicky's comeback fight too.\n Micky just nods okay. Dicky pats him on the back as Micky\n gets into his car.", "MICKY\n How 'bout you go fight him? He's a\n middleweight.\n\n DICKIE\n He's fat. You knocked out Joey\n Ferrell.", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "CHARLENE\n So why'd you fight him?\n\n MICKY\n Nobody woulda got paid. Everybody\n said I could beat 'im.", ".Dicky screaming from ringside for Micky to move.. .Alice,\n George sitting behind him can't look. . .Micky tries to fight", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "Micky answers with a short right--Uppercut...Bam! Bam!...hear\n Merchant, \"This isn't entertainment. This isn't business.\n This is fighting!\"", "Micky watches Dicky get geared up with gloves, headgear,\n mouth guard by Art Ramalho. ANOTHER BOXER gears up Micky.", "from his corner, no fear of Micky. The bell rings. Micky\n meets him in the middle of the ring...Sanchez COMES OUT HARD,", "MICKY\n (looking out window,\n\n DISTANT)\n He wants to train me in Vegas.\n Alice and Dicky glance at each other, and study Micky.", ".Micky taking deep breaths, Al Gavin in the ring working on\n a two-inch gouge under Micky's left eye, Dicky leaning", "excited, Mick. I thought ya'd be\n more excited. That's good money.\n It's a good fight. I got tough", "MICKY\n Maybe I had a few -- tough fights,\n but that's not who I am. [she\n stares at him, gauging him]. Next's\n gonna show who I am.", "DICKY\n Go aftah 'im! Get off the ropes!\n Micky throws a right, going right after Neary. Neary caught", ".Dicky shaking his fist, screaming Micky on, \"This is it!\n This is it! This is it!\"\n .Micky walks back in and unleashes a huge left hook--Left", "face with his gloves, gash open, bleeding above his left\n eye.. .hear Al Bernstein, \"Micky's taking a beating. He's", "They all look at Micky. He is torn up over this as he\n considers it before he speaks and they all watch, tense.", "DICKY\n I seen that Mexican fight, Micky!\n He hits very hard! 15 knockouts!", "DICKY\n He's a fuckin' middleweight, Ron!\n\n ALICE\n Micky got light! He's 146!" ], [ "Charlene sitting ringside in the dark, flashing green lights,\n and gives her a little wave... Charlene waves back, mouths, \"I\n love you. Kick ass!\" Alice and George sitting a couple rows", "for Sanchez and I said she was\n fulla shit? Turns out she was\n right. Toma said Sanchez had a\n title shot if he won tonight.", "TITLE: Rd 1 - 3:00 (time running down). The bell rings.\n Micky and Neary meet in the middle of the ring, hear one of", "Castillo goes crashing down to the canvas! Tries to get up,\n stumbling... Referee waves the fight over... hometown standing-\n room-only crowd explodes cheering, screaming for Micky...", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", ".Dicky screaming from ringside for Micky to move.. .Alice,\n George sitting behind him can't look. . .Micky tries to fight", "57 CONTINUED: (3) 57\n\n ALICE\n Yeah, five days before the fight --", "Hook to the body--Hook to the body--Hard uppercut ...Bam! Bam!\n Bam! Micky stumbles, hurt, almost goes down, blood spilling", "thought I was fighting for a\n championship.\n He throws his gear off and starts to go when she runs to him,\n embraces him.", "Hear Lampley, \"Ward's coming out trying to match Neary blow\n for blow! And now Neary starts to come on and take the last\n 30-.seconds .Nearv fires", "MICKY\n feels his whole fight plan go out the window.\n\n LOU GOLD\n We can still have a fight, Micky.\n Micky stares at him.", "Micky rocks Neary with another left hook to the body ...Bam!\n Micky follows with a huge left uppercut... Bam!\n Neary stumbles backwards and goes crashing down to the", "Charlene kisses Micky. Everybody slapping Micky on the back,\n hugging him, jumping up & down around him, celebrating him, a\n world title shot. Micky smiling in the middle of the", "RINGS FOR THE NEXT ROUND.\n Micky stands, turns to Charlene sitting ringside; Dicky puts", "George pulls Dicky off the fence, swings at him with a big\n punch; Dicky slips the punch and nails George in the eye with\n an overhand right, George goes down. Micky rolls his eyes.", "callin' the fight for ESPN. I ain't\n seen him since since I knocked 'im\n down 14 yeahs ago.\n (shouts at Micky in ring)", "behind her. Neary walks toward the ring, pounding himself\n hard in the face, jaw, forehead with both gloves...", "the ring. HBO producer sits bored, looks at his watch.\n Dilapidated gym, peeling paint, exposed pipes. Owner, ART", "his feet, stumbling drunk. The bell rings. End of Rd 1.", "DICKY\n I'm the one who has this fight,\n this is my chance for a title, and" ], [ "MICKY\n Because it's true. I went in with\n our plan and it wasn't working, I\n switched to what I learned with\n Dicky.\n Micky looks at O'Keefe, who is hurt.", "MICKY (CONT'D)\n I wouldn'ta won it without you,\n either, O'Keefe, you know that.", ".Micky raises his hands in victory for the first time in\n years, looks over to his corner...no Dicky. Micky O'Keefe", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "Micky answers with a short right--Uppercut...Bam! Bam!...hear\n Merchant, \"This isn't entertainment. This isn't business.\n This is fighting!\"", "DRUNK GUY\n (shouts from behind Micky)\n He's gonna lose again! [Micky looks", "Ohmygahd, Micky, you're the world\n champion! You're champion a the\n whole world!", "Lowell! Micky's gonna win, we got\n HBO here! Look at this --\n He walks down the street like he's running for office, people", "time! Mickey Vann's gonna stop it!\"...The referee waves it's\n over, it's over, hear Merchant, \"He's done it! Micky Ward's", ".Micky drops to one knee in his corner and crosses himself,\n blood dripping down his face.", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "MICKEY O'KEEFE\n (through the ropes)\n Will ya siddown, I got it! I know\n what I'm doin', Jesus --\n (wipes Vaseline over", "this! It's all been leading up to\n right now, Micky! This is your\n time, Micky! I blew it, but you", "DICKY (CONT'D)\n You deserve the best, Micky, you\n have a chance to go all the way and", ".Dicky shaking his fist, screaming Micky on, \"This is it!\n This is it! This is it!\"\n .Micky walks back in and unleashes a huge left hook--Left", "DICKY\n Hey, champ! Daddy's home!\n\n LITTLE DICKY\n Did Uncle Micky win?", "MICKEY O'KEEFE\n (kneels in front of Micky)\n Breathe, Mick, breathe. Catch this", "Castillo goes crashing down to the canvas! Tries to get up,\n stumbling... Referee waves the fight over... hometown standing-\n room-only crowd explodes cheering, screaming for Micky...", "MICKEY O'KEEFE (CONT'D)\n Looks bettah.\n\n MICKY\n It's good, gettin' there.", "MICKY\n OK. Joey Ferrell knocked this guy\n out. And I knocked out Joey\n Ferrell.\n They all nod." ], [ ".Dicky shaking his fist, screaming Micky on, \"This is it!\n This is it! This is it!\"\n .Micky walks back in and unleashes a huge left hook--Left", "DICKY\n Go aftah 'im! Get off the ropes!\n Micky throws a right, going right after Neary. Neary caught", "banging him with body shots...Bam! Bam! Bam!...Dicky tries to\n make Micky miss. Micky grabs him tying him up.. .Dicky pushes", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "DICKY\n Five o'clock.\n Micky waves his hands like Dicky's done. Dicky throws another\n play punch and Micky hams up going down, getting knocked out,\n feet flying up in the air.", "DICKY\n Hey, champ! Daddy's home!\n\n LITTLE DICKY\n Did Uncle Micky win?", "control, landing with his head CRASHING down in Micky's\n corner!\n Dicky raises his hands over his head, white corner jacket\n stained with Micky's blood...", "DICKY\n (on phone, screaming)\n I told 'im inside, c'mon, Micky!\n\n CUT BACK TO:", "this, [upper cuts Micky, nails\n him], don't switch OUTSIDE!\n Micky, mad, throws a fast combination back but Dicky leans on", "DICKY\n He's down! Micky Ward is down! 4-\n 3-2-1, it's ovah! He's out! A", "George pulls Dicky off the fence, swings at him with a big\n punch; Dicky slips the punch and nails George in the eye with\n an overhand right, George goes down. Micky rolls his eyes.", "even do Dicky's comeback fight too.\n Micky just nods okay. Dicky pats him on the back as Micky\n gets into his car.", "Micky laughs as he punch/taps Dicky in the ribs.", "12\n Micky, mad, motivated, works mits with Dicky. As they flow\n together, Dicky's movement is, impressive, fluid and more\n intense.", "Micky away, ducks, jabs.. .Micky traps Dicky's left under his\n elbow/arm, pulling it. . .Turning Dicky so his back is exposed,", "George, others watch. Dicky moving around the ring...\n He snaps Micky's head with a combination. Micky starts", "DICKY\n (holding Micky up off the\n ground, looks up at\n him.. .tears in his eyes)", "DICKY\n (looks around, shouts)\n Quackah!\n .Micky stops punching, smiles when he sees his brother,", ".Dicky screaming from ringside for Micky to move.. .Alice,\n George sitting behind him can't look. . .Micky tries to fight", "MICKY\n Because it's true. I went in with\n our plan and it wasn't working, I\n switched to what I learned with\n Dicky.\n Micky looks at O'Keefe, who is hurt." ], [ "even do Dicky's comeback fight too.\n Micky just nods okay. Dicky pats him on the back as Micky\n gets into his car.", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "Micky watches Dicky get geared up with gloves, headgear,\n mouth guard by Art Ramalho. ANOTHER BOXER gears up Micky.", "DICKY\n (makes a face)\n Yeah, HBO's all invested in the\n Mexican, Micky, wake up, they don't", "CUT BACK TO:\n Mickey O'Keefe HUGGING MICKY, jumping up and down in the ring", "DICKY\n Go aftah 'im! Get off the ropes!\n Micky throws a right, going right after Neary. Neary caught", "arms, backwards baseball cap, shorts, work boots, enters\n frame, shadowboxing around Micky, smiles missing teeth. The\n two brothers play spar, joking, having fun. Micky throws a", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "off-guard, steps back, letting Micky off the ropes. Micky\n keeps throwing, legs still unsteady. Neary flicks out a jab,", "Lowell! Micky's gonna win, we got\n HBO here! Look at this --\n He walks down the street like he's running for office, people", ".Micky taking deep breaths, Al Gavin in the ring working on\n a two-inch gouge under Micky's left eye, Dicky leaning", "Micky answers with a short right--Uppercut...Bam! Bam!...hear\n Merchant, \"This isn't entertainment. This isn't business.\n This is fighting!\"", "SMASH CUT TO:\n .Micky sparring Jose in the ring, headgear, mouthpiece.\n Dicky on the apron, shouting out instructions. Alice and his", "Micky rocks Neary with another left hook to the body ...Bam!\n Micky follows with a huge left uppercut... Bam!\n Neary stumbles backwards and goes crashing down to the", ".Dicky screaming from ringside for Micky to move.. .Alice,\n George sitting behind him can't look. . .Micky tries to fight", "back up to his feet at \"Four...\" Referee Mickey Vann giving\n him the standing eight-count, \"Six... Seven... Eight.\"", "fights; red & white boxing gloves; boxing magazine;\n flickering TV. Micky lies sleeping in his clothes on the\n couch, bandages on his head. He sits up, TV playing.", "Charlene kisses Micky. Everybody slapping Micky on the back,\n hugging him, jumping up & down around him, celebrating him, a\n world title shot. Micky smiling in the middle of the", "fans ...an HBO producer with a headset holding up a hand.\n Micky pops his yellow gloves together, white trunks, robe,", "MICKY\n feels his whole fight plan go out the window.\n\n LOU GOLD\n We can still have a fight, Micky.\n Micky stares at him." ], [ "DICKY\n He's a fuckin' middleweight, Ron!\n\n ALICE\n Micky got light! He's 146!", "year old jockey. Both weighed 106\n pounds. Dicky lied he was 18.\n In the ring, push in on Micky looks up, eyes wide.", "MICKY\n How 'bout you go fight him? He's a\n middleweight.\n\n DICKIE\n He's fat. You knocked out Joey\n Ferrell.", "needs the money. He's taking a beating. Getting humiliated.\"\n Micky just keeps running.\n The bell rings. End of Rd 6.", "Micky rocks Neary with another left hook to the body ...Bam!\n Micky follows with a huge left uppercut... Bam!\n Neary stumbles backwards and goes crashing down to the", "Hook to the body--Hook to the body--Hard uppercut ...Bam! Bam!\n Bam! Micky stumbles, hurt, almost goes down, blood spilling", ".Micky gets back onto his feet, looks into his corner at\n Dicky screaming, \"Hold on! Hold on!\"...Micky bleeding from", "Micky answers with a short right--Uppercut...Bam! Bam!...hear\n Merchant, \"This isn't entertainment. This isn't business.\n This is fighting!\"", "MICKY\n He just won the Gold Medal at the\n Olympics, Sugar Ray. He was the,\n ya know, the big new welter weight\n at that time.", "DICKY\n Go aftah 'im! Get off the ropes!\n Micky throws a right, going right after Neary. Neary caught", "uppercut and an overhand right right on the chin. . .Micky goes\n sprawling across the ring, stumbling backwards... Falling down\n hard onto the canvas!", "DICKIE\n You knocked out Joey Ferrell.\n\n MICKY\n So what? The guy's a middleweight.", "hammering his body ...Bam! Bam! Bam! Micky stands his ground\n and catches Neary with short uppercuts... Standing forehead-to-", "Castillo goes crashing down to the canvas! Tries to get up,\n stumbling... Referee waves the fight over... hometown standing-\n room-only crowd explodes cheering, screaming for Micky...", "Charlene kisses Micky. Everybody slapping Micky on the back,\n hugging him, jumping up & down around him, celebrating him, a\n world title shot. Micky smiling in the middle of the", "TRYING TO END IT, pounds Micky's body ...Bam! Bam!\n Bam!...Micky shakes his head, unloads a hard left hook and\n takes a step closer...", ".Dicky screaming from ringside for Micky to move.. .Alice,\n George sitting behind him can't look. . .Micky tries to fight", "SANTANA, 20s, middleweight. Micky, sweating, leans on the\n ropes, glances at the clock, 11:25.", "DICKY\n We're gonna box Mamby, not slug it\n out with a middleweight!\n\n LOU GOLD\n He's fat! He just got off the\n couch!", "Micky watches Dicky get geared up with gloves, headgear,\n mouth guard by Art Ramalho. ANOTHER BOXER gears up Micky." ] ]

[ "What injury does Micky receive as he attempted to help his step-brother in a fight with police?", "What does Dicky's family realize to be the destroyer in Dicky's life and career after seeing a documentary on HBO?", "Who is the manager that gets Micky away from his family of bad influence and encourages him back into the ring?", "During his series of fights to regain his career, whose advice does Micky follow to gain momentum against his opponent?", "Which member of Micky's family realize that other members of the family are bad influences?", "Who does Dicky seek out to work with in reuniting the family?", "In what location does the group go for the final title fight?", "What reward does Micky gain in the final victory?", "What is Charlene Fleming's current occupation?", "How much heavier than Micky is Micky's opponent in Atlantic City?", "Why do Micky and his family agree to the fight in Atlantic City?", "What does Dicky have his girlfriend pose as?", "Who does Micky accuse of favoring Dicky?", "Where does Micky's last fight occur?", "What happens to Dicky when he poses as a policeman?", "What title does MIcky finally win?", "Who suffers from a crack addiction?", "What criminal crime did dickey commit that caused him to get arrested ?", "How did Mickey break his hand?", "What did sal lanano convicence Mickey that he must do in order to return to boxing?", "What was the title of the hbo documentary about dickey?", "Why did Mickey have reservations about his fight in Atlantic City ?", "Where was the final title fight ?", "Who does Mickey credit for his victory in the end?", "Who wins the sparing match between Mickey and dickey?", "Who leads Mickey back to boxing after the hbo documentary is realeases?", "What weight class does Mickey become champion of at the end of the story?" ]

[ [ "Broken hand", "broken hand" ], [ "Crack", "Crack." ], [ "Sal Lanano", "Sal Lanano." ], [ "his brother, Dicky", "Ricky his brother" ], [ "Micky's father", "Father" ], [ "Charlene", "Charlene" ], [ "London", "London" ], [ "The welterweight title", "the welterweight title" ], [ "A bartender", "Bartender" ], [ "Twenty pounds", "20 pounds" ], [ "To win the purse", "For the purse." ], [ "A Prostitute", "A prostitute" ], [ "His mother", "Alice" ], [ "London", "London." ], [ "He is arrested", "He is arrested." ], [ "Welterweight Champion", "The welterweight title." ], [ "Dicky", "Dicky." ], [ "Dickey had his girlfriend pose as a prostitute, then pretend to be a cop to extort money", "Impersonating an officer." ], [ "It was broken by the police officer that arrested him while he was trying to defend his brother from police ", "Trying to stop police from arresting Dicky." ], [ "Cut all ties with his brother and mother and brother.", "Stay away from mom and brother" ], [ "Crack in America how crack addiction ruined dicys career ", "Crack in America" ], [ "Because the person he was supposed to fight was ill and the replacement fighter was 20 pounds heavier ", "because the substitute opponent was 20 pounds heavier" ], [ "London", "London." ], [ "Dickey", "Ricky his brother" ], [ "Mickey", "micky" ], [ "His father", "his father" ], [ "The welterweight title ", "welterweight" ] ]

[ [ "STOICK\n What...?\n\n \n Stoick follows its stare to the distant battlefield below. He\n spots Hiccup and Toothless a few paces from Drago.", "STOICK (CONT'D)\n Years ago, there was a great\n gathering of chieftains to discuss\n the dragon scourge we all faced.", "As Drago gathers his weapon and drops his heavy cloak,\n circling Stoick, Drago's Bewilderbeast confronts Valka's in a\n threat display.", "GOBBER\n Stoick!\n\n \n Stoick catches it and lands a direct hit on Drago.", "ASTRID\n He's only the son of Stoick the\n Vast...\n\n \n Drago's eyes narrow upon hearing Stoick's name.", "Drago glances back, seeing Stoick laying lifeless in the\n aftermath, pleased by the sudden turn of events. He shuffles\n off, satisfied.", "DRAGO\n Your chief is dead.\n\n \n Waves of shock and whispers of \"Stoick?\" spread through the\n crowd.", "Drago LUNGES at Stoick, SWIPING his bullhook.\n\n \n\n DRAGO\n You... I watched you burn!", "Stoick grabs Hiccup by the shoulders, wide-eyed and intense.\n\n \n\n STOICK\n Bludvist? Drago Bludvist?", "Stoick steps towards her, wide-eyed and speechless. Dragons\n emerge from the recesses behind Valka, hissing protectively.", "Stoick continues to close the gap, mesmerized. With every\n step, Valka becomes increasingly flustered. She backs into an\n ice wall, with nowhere to go, and Stoick just a few paces\n away.", "Gobber pulls alongside Stoick, seeing his look of dread.\n Stoick holds the helmet out for his dragon to SMELL.", "Hiccup chases around to confront Stoick.", "STOICK\n Because Drago Bludvist is a madman.\n Without conscience or mercy. And if\n he's built a dragon army... gods\n help us all.", "The Bewilderbeast rises out of the sea, bearing down on the\n people of Berk as Drago hovers on Toothless, leading the\n charge. The Vikings stare, aghast.", "The Berkians swell in to show their unified support. Drago\n fumes as Hiccup and Toothless fly up together onto an ice\n spire.", "DRAGO\n This... is the great dragon master?\n The son of Stoick the Vast? What\n shame he must feel.", "Stunned, Hiccup comes to and sees Stoick in the rubble. He\n rushes past the still-entranced Toothless, straining to\n scatter the ice boulders on top of Stoick's body.", "INT. BERK - DRAGON STABLES - MOMENTS LATER\n\n\n \n Stoick rushes down a circular stone staircase into the vast,\n bustling cave that houses the dragon stables.", "STOICK\n You know what he's like. He won't\n give up, Gobber. And if Hiccup\n finds Drago, before we find him..." ], [ "She pulls him into a hug -- forceful, bursting with emotion.\n Hiccup hugs Valka back. They share a cathartic moment, before\n Hiccup peels away from her.", "She smiles at Hiccup. He gleams back.\n\n VALKA\n This is what it is to be a dragon,\n Hiccup.", "VALKA\n Stoick...\n She helps Hiccup to turn Stoick's body over. Valka presses", "STOICK (CONT'D)\n We can be a family! What do you\n say?\n\n \n Valka, between tears and laughter, turns to Hiccup.", "VALKA\n And here I'll stay.\n\n \n Toothless arrives, purring at Valka's touch as Astrid strides\n toward Hiccup, beaming proudly.", "Hiccup, Stoick, and Gobber catch up to Valka.\n\n \n\n HICCUP\n Oh, no...", "Stoick can see that Valka is overwhelmed. He lays a hand upon\n Hiccup's shoulder, calming him.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n I've lived among them for twenty\n years, Hiccup, learning their ways,\n discovering their secrets...", "She glances from Hiccup to Stoick.\n\n \n\n VALKA\n We have to save the dragons.", "Stoick continues to close the gap, mesmerized. With every\n step, Valka becomes increasingly flustered. She backs into an\n ice wall, with nowhere to go, and Stoick just a few paces\n away.", "A Viking is about to finish off a felled dragon, but Valka\n chases up to him and tugs at his arm.", "VALKA\n -- Believe me, I tried, as well.\n But people are not capable of\n change, Hiccup. Some of us... were\n just born different.", "Hiccup smiles, astounded by Toothless' affection for Valka.\n She checks his teeth. They recede into the gums at her touch.", "Stoick steps towards her, wide-eyed and speechless. Dragons\n emerge from the recesses behind Valka, hissing protectively.", "HICCUP\n Toothless!\n Hiccup tries to go after Toothless, but Valka holds him back.", "Valka draws a sword quietly, slipping up to the dragon, only\n to find it huddled protectively over the cradle as BABY\n HICCUP innocently plays with one of its talons.", "Valka's careful approach causes a floorboard to squeak.\n Spooked, Cloudjumper whips around to face her, accidentally\n SCRATCHING baby Hiccup's chin.", "VALKA\n No!\n\n \n Hiccup and the others watch in horror as dragons everywhere\n land and bow their heads in acknowledgement of the new alpha -", "An earth-trembling roar follows as the Bewilderbeast rises\n behind Valka.\n\n \n\n ASTRID\n That's your mother?!", "Toothless nudges Valka closer to Stoick. They laugh as Hiccup\n joins them. Stoick throws his arm around him." ], [ "DRAGO\n No dragon can resist the alpha's\n command. So he who controls the\n alpha, controls them all.", "They do so. Hookfang bucks and roars, chasing off the\n soldiers, then focusing on Drago as he closes in. The armored\n dragons avert their eyes and cower as Drago passes.", "The alpha thrashes his tusks through the ice, trying to smash\n Toothless, but he deftly spring from spire to spire,\n continuing his unrelenting attack.", "On the battlefield, the alpha BELLOWS, calling all of the\n dragons to gather. Meatlug, Stormfly, Hookfang and the others\n all follow the command as the Gang calls after them.", "DRAGO\n He is not yours anymore. He belongs\n to the alpha!\n\n \n Drago smugly sits back in the saddle, his arms open in\n invitation.", "DRAGO\n The alpha! Now we have a fight!", "The warrior rattles his staff at a nearby dragon. In\n response, it and the surrounding dragons produce firelight\n from their throats, spotlighting Hiccup and Toothless.", "She directs his gaze below, where in the choppy water of the\n fjord, a group of Seashocker dragons are corralling a dense\n shoal of fish near the surface.", "Drago points to Toothless. The Bewilderbeast stares and\n HISSES, forcing Toothless to cower under a hypnotic", "Valka blasts overhead on Cloudjumper, commanding swarms of\n dragons to swoop down and attack Drago's army. A swarm of", "Toothless throws back his head and BLASTS in celebration,\n spurring all other dragons to follow suit, lighting up the\n sky in a spectacular display.", "Hiccup reaches Toothless. They pair up, mid-air, and\n skyrocket past Drago as he hobbles to the top of the alpha's\n head.", "Drago notices Toothless tumble down a snow-bank, once again\n slit-eyed and entranced, but unable to fly to the alpha", "He then reaches through the smoke, offering his open hand.\n The dragons re-approach, sniffing him with calmed curiosity.\n\n ON THE WARRIOR", "- DRAGO'S ALPHA.", "VALKA\n Every dragon has its secrets.\n\n \n Toothless pounces around, showing off to Cloudjumper, who\n seems thoroughly unimpressed.", "VALKA\n You cannot take our dragons! They\n are controlled by the alpha!", "wing and onto several others, dragon-hopping from one to\n another, until she gracefully crosses Toothless from wing tip\n to wing tip. She then drops out of sight, reappearing a", "into a vast cave, teeming with colorfully painted dragon\n stables. They exit through the far side and circle back\n through the village, blasting past many of its dragon-", "Hookfang stirs, his aggression fading in the face of Drago's\n unflinching show of dominance." ], [ "DRAGO\n What?\n\n \n With an irate HUFF, the Bewilderbeast focuses on Hiccup,\n gaining ever closer to Toothless.", "Drago points to Toothless. The Bewilderbeast stares and\n HISSES, forcing Toothless to cower under a hypnotic", "Toothless raises his snow-packed face, glowering. He tail-\n swipes Hiccup off of his feet and back into the powder.", "Drago then points to Hiccup. The Bewilderbeast responds,\n HISSING again at Toothless.", "DRAGO\n Witness true strength. The strength\n of will over others. In the face of\n it, you are nothing.\n\n \n Toothless slowly turns to face Hiccup. Advancing.", "Drago grabs his bullhook and re-approaches Hiccup. Toothless\n readies himself.", "Toothless looks around, surprised, then lets out a majestic\n ROAR. The assembled dragons join in, roaring in tribute.\n\n \n Toothless turns to Hiccup as he approaches.", "Suddenly, they're ambushed from behind. Hiccup is plucked off\n of Toothless by another DRAGON and carried off.", "Stunned, Hiccup comes to and sees Stoick in the rubble. He\n rushes past the still-entranced Toothless, straining to\n scatter the ice boulders on top of Stoick's body.", "of him. Toothless then suddenly starts grooming Hiccup,\n lapping at his face and covering him in slobber.", "The warrior rattles his staff at a nearby dragon. In\n response, it and the surrounding dragons produce firelight\n from their throats, spotlighting Hiccup and Toothless.", "Toothless simply stands on his hind legs, lifting Hiccup off\n of his flailing feet and dangling him over the cliff's edge.", "(Scene 1100 - Ambushed!)\n Hiccup stares ahead, frustrated, as Toothless glides over a", "Hiccup reaches Toothless. They pair up, mid-air, and\n skyrocket past Drago as he hobbles to the top of the alpha's\n head.", "HICCUP\n Toothless!\n Hiccup tries to go after Toothless, but Valka holds him back.", "Toothless is steaming, his black skin glowing blue with rage,\n his split dorsal blades searing with blue heat, a glow\n emanating from his flared nostrils.", "DRAGO\n Agghh!\n\n \n\n HICCUP\n Hold him there Toothless!", "Toothless dives after him. They spiral through the air, face-\n to-face. Toothless is having fun, despite himself.", "STOICK\n What...?\n\n \n Stoick follows its stare to the distant battlefield below. He\n spots Hiccup and Toothless a few paces from Drago.", "Toothless is dumped on the ground next to Hiccup, sopping\n wet. Hiccup rushes to him, petting him reassuringly.\n Toothless coos in relief." ], [ "DRAGO\n He is not yours anymore. He belongs\n to the alpha!\n\n \n Drago smugly sits back in the saddle, his arms open in\n invitation.", "The alpha thrashes his tusks through the ice, trying to smash\n Toothless, but he deftly spring from spire to spire,\n continuing his unrelenting attack.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n In the home of the great\n Bewilderbeast. The alpha species.\n One of very few that still exist.", "DRAGO\n The alpha! Now we have a fight!", "VALKA\n No, don't!\n\n \n Drago JABS his bull hook and points toward the horizon. The\n alpha BELLOWS, commanding an exodus as it leads the way.", "- DRAGO'S ALPHA.", "SNOTLOUT\n Black sheep, baby!\n\n \n Exasperated, the alpha inhales, about to blast, when... HONK!\n The game horn blares, breaking his concentration.", "DRAGO\n No dragon can resist the alpha's\n command. So he who controls the\n alpha, controls them all.", "HICCUP\n He's challenging the alpha!", "VALKA\n No!\n\n \n Hiccup and the others watch in horror as dragons everywhere\n land and bow their heads in acknowledgement of the new alpha -", "On the battlefield, the alpha BELLOWS, calling all of the\n dragons to gather. Meatlug, Stormfly, Hookfang and the others\n all follow the command as the Gang calls after them.", "DRAGO\n Come on! Take down the alpha!", "around Toothless. Cloudjumper bows to Toothless, starting a\n wave of bows, acknowledging their new alpha.", "VALKA\n You cannot take our dragons! They\n are controlled by the alpha!", "WE WILL TAKE DOWN THEIR ALPHA...\n\n AND THEN WE WILL TAKE BERK!\n\n \n Soldiers CHEER in the thousands.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n ... who listen to no one.\n\n \n The Bewilderbeast lets out a frosty SNORT, sending off the\n youngsters to spread more mischief.", "SNOTLOUT (CONT'D)\n Uh-oh...\n\n \n HONK! The alpha whips around -- still no one at the horn.", "Hiccup reaches Toothless. They pair up, mid-air, and\n skyrocket past Drago as he hobbles to the top of the alpha's\n head.", "Valka watches with pride as her son hurtles towards Drago and\n the alpha.\n\n \n\n VALKA\n Go get `em.", "HICCUP\n The alpha protects them all.\n HTTYD 2 (D. DeBlois) - FINAL DRAFT - 05/05/14 94." ], [ "Drago points to Toothless. The Bewilderbeast stares and\n HISSES, forcing Toothless to cower under a hypnotic", "Satisfied, the Bewilderbeast turns away, releasing Toothless\n of the trance-like state. Toothless blinks, coming to and", "Overwhelmed and overpowered, the Bewilderbeast yields to the\n new alpha and heeds Toothless' command, retreating into the\n sea in an explosive splash.", "The Bewilderbeast rears back to cover them all in ice, but\n Toothless lets loose a powerful shot. The Bewilderbeast's\n head is KNOCKED backward by a blue-flame fireball.", "Toothless calls over his shoulder, commanding the dragons to\n ready themselves. He then BLASTS the Bewilderbeast, mid-", "Drago then points to Hiccup. The Bewilderbeast responds,\n HISSING again at Toothless.", "The Bewilderbeast's HISS becomes a furious ROAR, but to no\n avail. Hiccup clamps his hands over Toothless' ear plates,\n muffling the alpha's commands.", "Toothless fights the command, shaking his head in protest.\n The Bewilderbeast insists, with a mesmerizing glare and a", "DRAGO\n NO! Let ME show YOU.\n\n \n Drago SHRIEKS madly, summoning the Bewilderbeast. Toothless\n circles Hiccup, protectively.", "TOOTHLESS' POV: Hiccup appears as an unfamiliar red blur,\n still firmly under the control of the Bewilderbeast.", "Drago watches, amazed, as Toothless fights the control.\n\n \n\n DRAGO\n How are you doing that?", "In the midst of the mayhem, the horde of commandeered dragons\n -- both Berk's and Valka's -- break free from the control to\n witness Toothless' retaliation.", "Now awakened, The Bewilderbeast raises his gargantuan head to\n take a closer look at Hiccup, coming eye to massive eye.\n Valka bows in his presence. As does Toothless.", "The Bewilderbeast rises out of the sea, bearing down on the\n people of Berk as Drago hovers on Toothless, leading the\n charge. The Vikings stare, aghast.", "Toothless looks around, surprised, then lets out a majestic\n ROAR. The assembled dragons join in, roaring in tribute.\n\n \n Toothless turns to Hiccup as he approaches.", "Hiccup looks around, amazed to see the flock of dragons\n opening fire on Drago and his Bewilderbeast. They've started\n a rebellion.", "The Bewilderbeast bellows back at this affront. Toothless\n unleashes a salvo of plasma into the Bewilderbeast's face,\n not letting up.", "Toothless throws back his head and BLASTS in celebration,\n spurring all other dragons to follow suit, lighting up the\n sky in a spectacular display.", "VALKA\n To protect you.\n The Bewilderbeast ROARS at this act of insubordination.\n Toothless fires back, time and again, fully in control.", "Drago goes from astounded to alarmed. Drago STRIKES Toothless\n with the bull hook in a vain attempt to regain control." ], [ "The Bewilderbeast rears back to cover them all in ice, but\n Toothless lets loose a powerful shot. The Bewilderbeast's\n head is KNOCKED backward by a blue-flame fireball.", "Overwhelmed and overpowered, the Bewilderbeast yields to the\n new alpha and heeds Toothless' command, retreating into the\n sea in an explosive splash.", "The Bewilderbeast rises out of the sea, bearing down on the\n people of Berk as Drago hovers on Toothless, leading the\n charge. The Vikings stare, aghast.", "Toothless calls over his shoulder, commanding the dragons to\n ready themselves. He then BLASTS the Bewilderbeast, mid-", "Drago points to Toothless. The Bewilderbeast stares and\n HISSES, forcing Toothless to cower under a hypnotic", "Drago off his Bewilderbeast with a SCREAM.", "Drago then points to Hiccup. The Bewilderbeast responds,\n HISSING again at Toothless.", "DRAGO\n What?\n\n \n With an irate HUFF, the Bewilderbeast focuses on Hiccup,\n gaining ever closer to Toothless.", "The Bewilderbeast bellows back at this affront. Toothless\n unleashes a salvo of plasma into the Bewilderbeast's face,\n not letting up.", "DRAGO\n NO! Let ME show YOU.\n\n \n Drago SHRIEKS madly, summoning the Bewilderbeast. Toothless\n circles Hiccup, protectively.", "As the blast ends, Drago drops the cloak, closing in and\n holding a cold stare. Hookfang lets out a ferocious ROAR.", "As Drago gathers his weapon and drops his heavy cloak,\n circling Stoick, Drago's Bewilderbeast confronts Valka's in a\n threat display.", "As the smoke clears, Hiccup and Toothless see nothing but\n bubbles on the waves to mark their disappearance. No sign of\n the Bewilderbeast... or Drago.", "Drago breaks his fall, landing heavily upon the\n Bewilderbeast's tusk...", "Satisfied, the Bewilderbeast turns away, releasing Toothless\n of the trance-like state. Toothless blinks, coming to and", "Seeing this, Drago panics and rushes toward the\n Bewilderbeast.", "As the smoke clears, one of its massive TUSKS FALLS to the\n ground, sheared clean off. Drago glares at Toothless.", "Drago goes from astounded to alarmed. Drago STRIKES Toothless\n with the bull hook in a vain attempt to regain control.", "TOOTHLESS' POV: Hiccup appears as an unfamiliar red blur,\n still firmly under the control of the Bewilderbeast.", "Toothless ROARS defiantly, snatches the bull hook in his\n jaws, and PULLS... yanking Drago off of his back and sending\n him both PLUMMETING to the sea." ], [ "ERET\n What is this?!\n\n \n\n ASTRID\n A kidnapping.", "Drago turns to see Astrid, Eret, and the Gang being forcibly\n escorted onto the deck. Eret SHAKES HIMSELF FREE.", "Eret takes aim, but Astrid SHOVES him, throwing off the shot.\n\n \n\n ASTRID\n\n HOLD YOUR FIRE!", "Drago drops Eret as Astrid advances, staring Drago down. Eret\n tries to signal her to stop, but it's no use.", "ASTRID\n Hundreds! A whole island full!\n\n \n His grip tightens around Eret's neck as he turns to Astrid.", "Eret, Astrid, and the Gang are escorted to the stern,\n surrounded by several of Drago's soldiers. Wrists bound.\n Spear tips pressed into their backs.", "Eret spring to his feet and draws his blades. Astrid and the\n Gang find themselves surrounded by soldiers, camouflaged in", "Astrid grumbles. He takes her axe, hands it to Eret, and\n escorts Astrid past the men to the open live well.", "ASTRID (CONT'D)\n Good girl! Stormfly, fetch.\n\n \n She dives after him, just as enthusiastically.\n ON ERET, terrified, as the ground rushes up at him.", "Eret comes flying out last, WAILING aboard Stormfly. He\n struggles to hold on, as she rejoins Astrid (riding Meatlug,\n along with Fishlegs). He gives them a sheepish shrug.", "Astrid shoots him a confused glare. He nods skyward. Astrid\n and Eret look up to see...", "ASTRID\n It doesn't matter what he said, if\n they've all been captured. Come on!\n\n \n She flies off, determined.", "Eret gets to his feet in time to see Toothless and Stormfly\n take to the air, carrying Hiccup and Astrid out of reach of\n the volley of arrows.", "Astrid narrows her eyes, not knowing what to make of him. He\n reclaims his sword and dagger from the unconscious soldier\n who took them and cuts Tuffnut free.", "Eret and his crew LAUGH. Astrid pokes out of the well.\n\n ASTRID\n He can be really persuasive.", "ASTRID\n Up, girl! To the left, Eret! That's\n it! Look out!", "DRAGO\n How many?\n\n \n As Eret chokes, stammering, Astrid whispers to the gang.", "Eret lunges toward them. Toothless BLASTS, bringing down a\n massive spire of ice. It shatters as it hits the ground,\n forcing Eret and his men to dive out of the way.", "Astrid slips under a tarp and cranks open a metal trap. She\n peers between its massive iron teeth, discovering Meatlug\n within, bound and chained to its base as bait.", "A pair of soldiers GRAB Astrid by the arms.\n\n \n\n ASTRID\n You are a steaming heap of dragon --" ], [ "BECAUSE WAR IS WHAT HE WANTS, SON!\n\n \n Hiccup glares, frustrated.\n\n \n Stoick SIGHS, realizing that he has to explain.", "Hiccup chases around to confront Stoick.", "Hiccup sees Stoick about to run into the fray.\n\n \n\n HICCUP\n\n DAD! NO!", "Stoick slaps a sheet of leather onto a dragon mold, and hands\n Hiccup pencil. Exasperated, Hiccup begins tracing an outline\n as he speaks.", "Stunned, Hiccup comes to and sees Stoick in the rubble. He\n rushes past the still-entranced Toothless, straining to\n scatter the ice boulders on top of Stoick's body.", "Hiccup watches him, curious, as Stoick FUMBLES THROUGH THE\n FIRST VERSE of an old Viking courting song:", "Hiccup then turns his attention to a massive statue of\n Stoick, presently under construction. He grins with pride.", "Gothi, the elder, taps Hiccup's shoulder, interrupting the\n romantic moment. She gestures for Hiccup to kneel. He does\n so, respectfully.", "STOICK\n\n (DETERMINED)\n Aye. You got it!\n\n \n He throws an arm around Hiccup.", "STOICK\n What...?\n\n \n Stoick follows its stare to the distant battlefield below. He\n spots Hiccup and Toothless a few paces from Drago.", "HICCUP\n All of this loss, and for what? To\n become unstoppable? To rule the\n world?\n\n \n Drago smirks and turns away from Hiccup.", "Stoick turns to Hiccup, gravely serious.", "Stoick can see that Valka is overwhelmed. He lays a hand upon\n Hiccup's shoulder, calming him.", "Stoick dashes through the fire toward Hiccup and pulls him\n out of the cradle. He pulls his axe from the pillar...", "STOICK\n Absolutely! You got it, sir!\n\n \n Stoick spins Hiccup around, steering him back into the shop.", "Shifting his attention back to the new land stretched out\n before them, Hiccup reaches beneath his chest plate and\n produces a leather-bound book.", "Toothless retreats like a scolded dog, ear plates back and\n head hung low. Valka watches, broken-hearted, as Hiccup falls\n upon Stoick, inconsolable.", "The warrior rattles his staff at a nearby dragon. In\n response, it and the surrounding dragons produce firelight\n from their throats, spotlighting Hiccup and Toothless.", "Stoick leaps in front of it, shoving Hiccup out of the way\n and absorbing the blast in the process. He's thrown against\n the ice with great impact.", "STOICK\n Peace is over, Hiccup. I must\n prepare you for war." ], [ "STOP THEM!\n\n \n The Bewilderbeast BLASTS!\n\n \n\n HICCUP", "He thrusts his bull-hook, commanding the Bewilderbeast to\n fire. The Vikings watch in horror as the Bewilderbeast opens\n its yawning jaws and BLASTS.", "The Bewilderbeast rears back to cover them all in ice, but\n Toothless lets loose a powerful shot. The Bewilderbeast's\n head is KNOCKED backward by a blue-flame fireball.", "A SECOND BEWILDERBEAST -- bigger, meaner, and covered in\n scars that indicate years of training and abuse. The chains\n fall away from iron cuffs fastened to its massive tusks.", "The Bewilderbeast BLASTS in their direction, barely missing\n them as they disappear around the back of a mountain.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n ... who listen to no one.\n\n \n The Bewilderbeast lets out a frosty SNORT, sending off the\n youngsters to spread more mischief.", "But, with a devastating SWIPE, DRAGO's Bewilderbeast takes", "The Bewilderbeast WHIPS its tail, trying to SWAT down Hiccup.", "his axe into an icy column, and they slide to a safe landing.\n Drago's Bewilderbeast presses closer, sniffing them out.", "They collectively GASP at the sight of Drago's Bewilderbeast\n having now covered most of the village in explosions of ice.", "Now awakened, The Bewilderbeast raises his gargantuan head to\n take a closer look at Hiccup, coming eye to massive eye.\n Valka bows in his presence. As does Toothless.", "The Bewilderbeast rises out of the sea, bearing down on the\n people of Berk as Drago hovers on Toothless, leading the\n charge. The Vikings stare, aghast.", "Drago off his Bewilderbeast with a SCREAM.", "Seeing this, Drago panics and rushes toward the\n Bewilderbeast.", "The hatchlings clamber on top of the Bewilderbeast and play\n on his massive tusks, despite his authority. Valka laughs.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n In the home of the great\n Bewilderbeast. The alpha species.\n One of very few that still exist.", "DRAGO\n Never! Come on!\n\n \n He hammers the Bewilderbeast, spurring it into a charge.", "Drago points to Toothless. The Bewilderbeast stares and\n HISSES, forcing Toothless to cower under a hypnotic", "As Drago gathers his weapon and drops his heavy cloak,\n circling Stoick, Drago's Bewilderbeast confronts Valka's in a\n threat display.", "Dragons land and bow reverentially to the Bewilderbeast.\n Valka gestures to the spiked ice ceiling that acts as a\n sweating greenhouse." ], [ "STOP THEM!\n\n \n The Bewilderbeast BLASTS!\n\n \n\n HICCUP", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n ... who listen to no one.\n\n \n The Bewilderbeast lets out a frosty SNORT, sending off the\n youngsters to spread more mischief.", "Satisfied, the Bewilderbeast turns away, releasing Toothless\n of the trance-like state. Toothless blinks, coming to and", "The Bewilderbeast BLASTS in their direction, barely missing\n them as they disappear around the back of a mountain.", "Drago points to Toothless. The Bewilderbeast stares and\n HISSES, forcing Toothless to cower under a hypnotic", "Seeing this, Drago panics and rushes toward the\n Bewilderbeast.", "He thrusts his bull-hook, commanding the Bewilderbeast to\n fire. The Vikings watch in horror as the Bewilderbeast opens\n its yawning jaws and BLASTS.", "The Bewilderbeast rears back to cover them all in ice, but\n Toothless lets loose a powerful shot. The Bewilderbeast's\n head is KNOCKED backward by a blue-flame fireball.", "Now awakened, The Bewilderbeast raises his gargantuan head to\n take a closer look at Hiccup, coming eye to massive eye.\n Valka bows in his presence. As does Toothless.", "his axe into an icy column, and they slide to a safe landing.\n Drago's Bewilderbeast presses closer, sniffing them out.", "He turns, finding the horn unmanned. The Bewilderbeast then\n returns his focus to the sheep launcher, until the BLACK", "DRAGO\n Never! Come on!\n\n \n He hammers the Bewilderbeast, spurring it into a charge.", "Toothless fights the command, shaking his head in protest.\n The Bewilderbeast insists, with a mesmerizing glare and a", "ASTRID\n But won't that Bewilderbeast just\n take control of these guys, too?", "SNOTLOUT\n Amateur.\n\n \n The others shrug and follow. As they get closer, the\n Bewilderbeast looms bigger and BIGGER.", "TOOTHLESS' POV: Hiccup appears as an unfamiliar red blur,\n still firmly under the control of the Bewilderbeast.", "The hatchlings clamber on top of the Bewilderbeast and play\n on his massive tusks, despite his authority. Valka laughs.", "jabbing his bullhook into the ground commandingly. The\n Bewilderbeast flinches and stops, submissive.", "The Bewilderbeast rises out of the sea, bearing down on the\n people of Berk as Drago hovers on Toothless, leading the\n charge. The Vikings stare, aghast.", "Suddenly, a SHEEP appears in its sight, rising and falling\n out of view. The Bewilderbeast blinks, confused." ], [ "STOICK\n What...?\n\n \n Stoick follows its stare to the distant battlefield below. He\n spots Hiccup and Toothless a few paces from Drago.", "Stoick grabs Hiccup by the shoulders, wide-eyed and intense.\n\n \n\n STOICK\n Bludvist? Drago Bludvist?", "STOICK (CONT'D)\n Years ago, there was a great\n gathering of chieftains to discuss\n the dragon scourge we all faced.", "Stunned, Hiccup comes to and sees Stoick in the rubble. He\n rushes past the still-entranced Toothless, straining to\n scatter the ice boulders on top of Stoick's body.", "Hiccup chases around to confront Stoick.", "Drago LUNGES at Stoick, SWIPING his bullhook.\n\n \n\n DRAGO\n You... I watched you burn!", "Stoick leaps in front of it, shoving Hiccup out of the way\n and absorbing the blast in the process. He's thrown against\n the ice with great impact.", "Hiccup sees Stoick about to run into the fray.\n\n \n\n HICCUP\n\n DAD! NO!", "DRAGO\n Your chief is dead.\n\n \n Waves of shock and whispers of \"Stoick?\" spread through the\n crowd.", "STOICK\n You know what he's like. He won't\n give up, Gobber. And if Hiccup\n finds Drago, before we find him...", "GOBBER\n Stoick!\n\n \n Stoick catches it and lands a direct hit on Drago.", "ASTRID\n He's only the son of Stoick the\n Vast...\n\n \n Drago's eyes narrow upon hearing Stoick's name.", "STOICK\n\n (DETERMINED)\n Aye. You got it!\n\n \n He throws an arm around Hiccup.", "Stoick slaps a sheet of leather onto a dragon mold, and hands\n Hiccup pencil. Exasperated, Hiccup begins tracing an outline\n as he speaks.", "Drago glances back, seeing Stoick laying lifeless in the\n aftermath, pleased by the sudden turn of events. He shuffles\n off, satisfied.", "As Drago gathers his weapon and drops his heavy cloak,\n circling Stoick, Drago's Bewilderbeast confronts Valka's in a\n threat display.", "STOICK\n Because Drago Bludvist is a madman.\n Without conscience or mercy. And if\n he's built a dragon army... gods\n help us all.", "Stoick steps towards her, wide-eyed and speechless. Dragons\n emerge from the recesses behind Valka, hissing protectively.", "BECAUSE WAR IS WHAT HE WANTS, SON!\n\n \n Hiccup glares, frustrated.\n\n \n Stoick SIGHS, realizing that he has to explain.", "Toothless retreats like a scolded dog, ear plates back and\n head hung low. Valka watches, broken-hearted, as Hiccup falls\n upon Stoick, inconsolable." ], [ "VALKA (CONT'D)", "VALKA\n Stoick...\n She helps Hiccup to turn Stoick's body over. Valka presses", "A Viking is about to finish off a felled dragon, but Valka\n chases up to him and tugs at his arm.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n But your father... he never\n doubted. He always said you'd\n become the strongest of them all.\n\n (BEAT)\n And he was right.", "INT. DRAGON MOUNTAIN - VALKA'S LIVING QUARTERS - LATE\n\n\n AFTERNOON", "VALKA\n Stop! You'll only make it worse!\n\n \n The dragon takes wing, escaping to safety... leaving the\n Viking warrior glaring at Valka.", "Drago laughs to himself as Valka lands her baby dragon and\n rushes to the icy explosion, hammering away at it\n desperately.", "Their eyes meet. Valka lowers her sword, transfixed.", "VALKA\n You and your father nearly died\n that night, all because I couldn't\n kill a dragon.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n Oh stop being so stoic, Stoick. Go\n on... SHOUT, SCREAM, SAY SOMETHING!", "VALKA (O.S.)\n No! Stoick!\n\n \n ... but in a WHOOSH of smoke and embers, the dragon and Valka\n are GONE.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n ... who listen to no one.\n\n \n The Bewilderbeast lets out a frosty SNORT, sending off the\n youngsters to spread more mischief.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n He likes you.\n\n \n\n HICCUP\n Wow.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n I can teach you all I've learned,\n these past twenty years. Like...", "ERET (CONT'D)\n I'd be honored.\n\n \n Valka walks up to her son, bursting with pride.", "VALKA\n What? There's no talking to Drago.\n\n \n\n HICCUP\n But we have to --", "VALKA (V.O.)\n Berk was a land of kill or be\n killed, but I believed peace was\n possible.", "The warrior slowly removes the strange mask, revealing VALKA,\n 40, beneath. Her eyes meet his, equally wide-eyed and aghast.", "Stoick continues to close the gap, mesmerized. With every\n step, Valka becomes increasingly flustered. She backs into an\n ice wall, with nowhere to go, and Stoick just a few paces\n away.", "VALKA\n To protect you.\n The Bewilderbeast ROARS at this act of insubordination.\n Toothless fires back, time and again, fully in control." ], [ "VALKA (CONT'D)\n I can teach you all I've learned,\n these past twenty years. Like...", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n I've lived among them for twenty\n years, Hiccup, learning their ways,\n discovering their secrets...", "VALKA (CONT'D)", "Valka stands some twenty paces ahead of him, blocking the\n path. She lets out an audible SHUDDER upon seeing him.", "INT. DRAGON MOUNTAIN - VALKA'S LIVING QUARTERS - LATE\n\n\n AFTERNOON", "VALKA (V.O.)\n Berk was a land of kill or be\n killed, but I believed peace was\n possible.", "He looks up to see that Valka is no longer next to him, but\n she has sketched out the rest of the northern land masses in", "VALKA\n You and your father nearly died\n that night, all because I couldn't\n kill a dragon.", "VALKA\n All this time, you took after me.\n And where was I?", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n ... who listen to no one.\n\n \n The Bewilderbeast lets out a frosty SNORT, sending off the\n youngsters to spread more mischief.", "Valka breathes in the frigid air. Lets it out blissfully.", "Drago laughs to himself as Valka lands her baby dragon and\n rushes to the icy explosion, hammering away at it\n desperately.", "VALKA\n It broke my heart to stay away, but\n I believed you'd be safer if I did.", "ERET (CONT'D)\n I'd be honored.\n\n \n Valka walks up to her son, bursting with pride.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n I pleaded so many times to stop the\n fighting, to find another answer,\n but did any of you listen?", "The warrior slowly removes the strange mask, revealing VALKA,\n 40, beneath. Her eyes meet his, equally wide-eyed and aghast.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n But your father... he never\n doubted. He always said you'd\n become the strongest of them all.\n\n (BEAT)\n And he was right.", "A Viking is about to finish off a felled dragon, but Valka\n chases up to him and tugs at his arm.", "Their eyes meet. Valka lowers her sword, transfixed.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n In the home of the great\n Bewilderbeast. The alpha species.\n One of very few that still exist." ], [ "Stoick leaps in front of it, shoving Hiccup out of the way\n and absorbing the blast in the process. He's thrown against\n the ice with great impact.", "Stunned, Hiccup comes to and sees Stoick in the rubble. He\n rushes past the still-entranced Toothless, straining to\n scatter the ice boulders on top of Stoick's body.", "DRAGO\n Your chief is dead.\n\n \n Waves of shock and whispers of \"Stoick?\" spread through the\n crowd.", "Hiccup chases around to confront Stoick.", "Drago glances back, seeing Stoick laying lifeless in the\n aftermath, pleased by the sudden turn of events. He shuffles\n off, satisfied.", "Hiccup sees Stoick about to run into the fray.\n\n \n\n HICCUP\n\n DAD! NO!", "Toothless retreats like a scolded dog, ear plates back and\n head hung low. Valka watches, broken-hearted, as Hiccup falls\n upon Stoick, inconsolable.", "Stoick dashes through the fire toward Hiccup and pulls him\n out of the cradle. He pulls his axe from the pillar...", "He releases his arrow, which sails through the air and lands\n on the deck of the ship, where Stoick is laid out on a pyre,\n covered by a sail, his axe upon his chest.", "STOICK\n What...?\n\n \n Stoick follows its stare to the distant battlefield below. He\n spots Hiccup and Toothless a few paces from Drago.", "her ear to Stoick's heart, confirming his death with a mere\n glance to Hiccup. He tears up, overwhelmed.", "BECAUSE WAR IS WHAT HE WANTS, SON!\n\n \n Hiccup glares, frustrated.\n\n \n Stoick SIGHS, realizing that he has to explain.", "It's about to crush them when... it's BLOWN TO PIECES by\n Toothless' fireball. Hiccup, Stoick, and Gobber come bursting\n through the flames on their dragons.", "A burst of flame erupts from the live well, causing the\n crewmen to jump back. Hiccup thrusts his Dragon Blade through\n the grate.", "As the smoke clears, Hiccup and Toothless see nothing but\n bubbles on the waves to mark their disappearance. No sign of\n the Bewilderbeast... or Drago.", "STOICK\n\n (DETERMINED)\n Aye. You got it!\n\n \n He throws an arm around Hiccup.", "They round a tight bend in the corridor to find Gobber\n staring blankly at something unseen in the next chamber. He\n shuffles past Stoick and Hiccup, dazed.", "knocked to the ground. He looks up, fuming, to see Stoick\n helping Valka to her feet.", "STOICK\n Absolutely! You got it, sir!\n\n \n Stoick spins Hiccup around, steering him back into the shop.", "Stoick slaps a sheet of leather onto a dragon mold, and hands\n Hiccup pencil. Exasperated, Hiccup begins tracing an outline\n as he speaks." ], [ "Valka watches with pride as her son hurtles towards Drago and\n the alpha.\n\n \n\n VALKA\n Go get `em.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n But your father... he never\n doubted. He always said you'd\n become the strongest of them all.\n\n (BEAT)\n And he was right.", "ERET (CONT'D)\n I'd be honored.\n\n \n Valka walks up to her son, bursting with pride.", "VALKA (CONT'D)", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n Oh stop being so stoic, Stoick. Go\n on... SHOUT, SCREAM, SAY SOMETHING!", "VALKA\n You and your father nearly died\n that night, all because I couldn't\n kill a dragon.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n And I'll show them all to you.\n We'll unlock every mystery, find\n every last species, together, as\n mother and son.", "VALKA\n To protect you.\n The Bewilderbeast ROARS at this act of insubordination.\n Toothless fires back, time and again, fully in control.", "Drago laughs to himself as Valka lands her baby dragon and\n rushes to the icy explosion, hammering away at it\n desperately.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n I pleaded so many times to stop the\n fighting, to find another answer,\n but did any of you listen?", "VALKA\n Stop! You'll only make it worse!\n\n \n The dragon takes wing, escaping to safety... leaving the\n Viking warrior glaring at Valka.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n I can teach you all I've learned,\n these past twenty years. Like...", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n And look, he's your age! No wonder\n you get along so well.", "A Viking is about to finish off a felled dragon, but Valka\n chases up to him and tugs at his arm.", "VALKA (V.O.)\n Berk was a land of kill or be\n killed, but I believed peace was\n possible.", "VALKA\n What? There's no talking to Drago.\n\n \n\n HICCUP\n But we have to --", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n He likes you.\n\n \n\n HICCUP\n Wow.", "VALKA\n Stoick...\n She helps Hiccup to turn Stoick's body over. Valka presses", "VALKA (V.O.)\n I rushed to protect you, but what I\n saw... was proof of everything I\n believed.", "Stoick continues to close the gap, mesmerized. With every\n step, Valka becomes increasingly flustered. She backs into an\n ice wall, with nowhere to go, and Stoick just a few paces\n away." ], [ "A BLAST thunders from inside the ice, SHATTERING it.\n Toothless emerges from the debris, revealing Hiccup curled\n safely under his wings.", "Stunned, Hiccup comes to and sees Stoick in the rubble. He\n rushes past the still-entranced Toothless, straining to\n scatter the ice boulders on top of Stoick's body.", "It BLASTS, but Toothless leaps into the way, shielding Hiccup\n beneath him. The freezing explosion envelops them both.", "It's about to crush them when... it's BLOWN TO PIECES by\n Toothless' fireball. Hiccup, Stoick, and Gobber come bursting\n through the flames on their dragons.", "The Bewilderbeast rears back to cover them all in ice, but\n Toothless lets loose a powerful shot. The Bewilderbeast's\n head is KNOCKED backward by a blue-flame fireball.", "Making quick use of the distraction, Hiccup re-ignites his\n dragon blade and slashes through the ropes binding Stormfly.", "Eret gets to his feet in time to see Toothless and Stormfly\n take to the air, carrying Hiccup and Astrid out of reach of\n the volley of arrows.", "Eret lunges toward them. Toothless BLASTS, bringing down a\n massive spire of ice. It shatters as it hits the ground,\n forcing Eret and his men to dive out of the way.", "Hiccup reaches Toothless. They pair up, mid-air, and\n skyrocket past Drago as he hobbles to the top of the alpha's\n head.", "Toothless raises his snow-packed face, glowering. He tail-\n swipes Hiccup off of his feet and back into the powder.", "As the smoke clears, Hiccup and Toothless see nothing but\n bubbles on the waves to mark their disappearance. No sign of\n the Bewilderbeast... or Drago.", "Hiccup emerges from the cocoon of Toothless' wings. He\n switches his prosthetic riding foot to his walking foot and\n stows his leather wings.", "Hiccup glides unsteadily towards the ship and collides with\n its sail. He slides down the canvas and drops to the deck.\n Toothless lands behind him.", "The Bewilderbeast finally lets loose the ice blast, covering\n the entire horn in jagged spikes... as Fishlegs leaps from\n the platform.", "The Berkians swell in to show their unified support. Drago\n fumes as Hiccup and Toothless fly up together onto an ice\n spire.", "Hiccup is backed against fallen ice, with Toothless advancing\n mindlessly, and nowhere to run.\n\n \n Toothless opens his yawning mouth. Gas seeps from his throat.", "Toothless is dumped on the ground next to Hiccup, sopping\n wet. Hiccup rushes to him, petting him reassuringly.\n Toothless coos in relief.", "Toothless simply stands on his hind legs, lifting Hiccup off\n of his flailing feet and dangling him over the cliff's edge.", "Toothless emerges through the cloud of debris and HURTLES\n into the trees of a neighboring peak. They tumble down the\n uneven terrain, coming to rest on a small plateau.", "A burst of flame erupts from the live well, causing the\n crewmen to jump back. Hiccup thrusts his Dragon Blade through\n the grate." ], [ "Drago off his Bewilderbeast with a SCREAM.", "The Bewilderbeast rears back to cover them all in ice, but\n Toothless lets loose a powerful shot. The Bewilderbeast's\n head is KNOCKED backward by a blue-flame fireball.", "Seeing this, Drago panics and rushes toward the\n Bewilderbeast.", "But, with a devastating SWIPE, DRAGO's Bewilderbeast takes", "Overwhelmed and overpowered, the Bewilderbeast yields to the\n new alpha and heeds Toothless' command, retreating into the\n sea in an explosive splash.", "As Drago gathers his weapon and drops his heavy cloak,\n circling Stoick, Drago's Bewilderbeast confronts Valka's in a\n threat display.", "DRAGO\n Never! Come on!\n\n \n He hammers the Bewilderbeast, spurring it into a charge.", "The Bewilderbeast rises out of the sea, bearing down on the\n people of Berk as Drago hovers on Toothless, leading the\n charge. The Vikings stare, aghast.", "DRAGO\n NO! Let ME show YOU.\n\n \n Drago SHRIEKS madly, summoning the Bewilderbeast. Toothless\n circles Hiccup, protectively.", "Drago points to Toothless. The Bewilderbeast stares and\n HISSES, forcing Toothless to cower under a hypnotic", "his axe into an icy column, and they slide to a safe landing.\n Drago's Bewilderbeast presses closer, sniffing them out.", "The Bewilderbeast WHIPS its tail, trying to SWAT down Hiccup.", "Drago then points to Hiccup. The Bewilderbeast responds,\n HISSING again at Toothless.", "Drago's challenger lumbers onto the beach, focused on Valka's\n Bewilderbeast.\n\n \n\n VALKA\n No. No.", "Drago breaks his fall, landing heavily upon the\n Bewilderbeast's tusk...", "Satisfied, the Bewilderbeast turns away, releasing Toothless\n of the trance-like state. Toothless blinks, coming to and", "DRAGO\n What?\n\n \n With an irate HUFF, the Bewilderbeast focuses on Hiccup,\n gaining ever closer to Toothless.", "BACK TO HICCUP, spotting Drago on the battlefield, commanding\n the Bewilderbeast to finish the job.", "Hiccup looks back at Drago, now issuing commands from the top\n of the Bewilderbeast's head.\n\n \n\n DRAGO\n Do something!", "Drago's Bewilderbeast INHALES... and BLASTS! Valka steers" ], [ "into a vast cave, teeming with colorfully painted dragon\n stables. They exit through the far side and circle back\n through the village, blasting past many of its dragon-", "He then reaches through the smoke, offering his open hand.\n The dragons re-approach, sniffing him with calmed curiosity.\n\n ON THE WARRIOR", "The warrior rattles his staff at a nearby dragon. In\n response, it and the surrounding dragons produce firelight\n from their throats, spotlighting Hiccup and Toothless.", "HICCUP (V.O.)\n Dragons used to be a bit of a\n problem here. But that was five", "STOICK (CONT'D)\n Years ago, there was a great\n gathering of chieftains to discuss\n the dragon scourge we all faced.", "world. Drawings indicate new lands, new tribes, and many new\n dragons.\n Hiccup peels a fresh strip of paper from a hidden fold in his", "Excited dragons rush up to greet Hiccup and Toothless. Hiccup\n pets a few, marveling at the vast dragon utopia before him.", "Valka draws a sword quietly, slipping up to the dragon, only\n to find it huddled protectively over the cradle as BABY\n HICCUP innocently plays with one of its talons.", "They collectively GASP at the sight of Drago's Bewilderbeast\n having now covered most of the village in explosions of ice.", "DRAGO (CONT'D)\n You see, I know what it is to live\n in fear. To see my village burned,\n my family taken.", "They do so. Hookfang bucks and roars, chasing off the\n soldiers, then focusing on Drago as he closes in. The armored\n dragons avert their eyes and cower as Drago passes.", "gives in. The surrounding dragons softly RETREAT in kind.\n Hiccup gapes, warmed by the sight of his parents reunited.", "Eret's men eye the Vikings, armed and flanked by their\n dragons. They set down their swords.", "DRAGO (CONT'D)\n But even as a boy, left with\n nothing, I vowed to rise above the\n fear of dragons and liberate the\n people of this world.", "INT. VIKING HUT - CONTINUOUS\n\n\n \n A Gronckle lounges peacefully by the fire, as his Viking\n owner lavishes him with scratches.", "Hiccup looks around, amazed to see the flock of dragons\n opening fire on Drago and his Bewilderbeast. They've started\n a rebellion.", "She directs his gaze below, where in the choppy water of the\n fjord, a group of Seashocker dragons are corralling a dense\n shoal of fish near the surface.", "ERET (CONT'D)\n Well, as you can see, I'm right on\n time with a new batch of dragons,\n just like I promised.", "They pass an eggshell-littered NURSERY. HATCHLINGS dart out\n of it, greeting them excitedly and inciting chaos. Toothless", "EXT. BERK - VILLAGE - MOMENTS LATER\n\n\n \n (Scene 2500 - One True Alpha)" ], [ "Stoick steps towards her, wide-eyed and speechless. Dragons\n emerge from the recesses behind Valka, hissing protectively.", "Drago laughs to himself as Valka lands her baby dragon and\n rushes to the icy explosion, hammering away at it\n desperately.", "Berk's now commandeered dragons circle in a huddle behind\n him, joining Valka's flock, and corralled by Drago's armored\n dragons.", "Dragons land and bow reverentially to the Bewilderbeast.\n Valka gestures to the spiked ice ceiling that acts as a\n sweating greenhouse.", "As he rushes off, Valka hears a clatter and whirls around to\n see a DRAGON (Cloudjumper) clawing its way through the roof\n of a house.", "All of the dragons -- Berk's, Valka's, even Drago's -- land", "She smiles at Hiccup. He gleams back.\n\n VALKA\n This is what it is to be a dragon,\n Hiccup.", "A Viking is about to finish off a felled dragon, but Valka\n chases up to him and tugs at his arm.", "Valka and Hiccup rise on their dragons, carried skyward by a\n strong coastal wind that thrusts vertical up shoreline cliff.", "envelops Cloudjumper. They CRASH heavily, but Valka cuts\n herself free, sliding to a stop just paces away from Drago.", "She glances from Hiccup to Stoick.\n\n \n\n VALKA\n We have to save the dragons.", "Hiccup peers over his shoulder to see that a thick flock of\n dragons -- nearly all of Valka's rescues -- are close on\n their tail. He turns back to his mother, confused.", "Valka blasts overhead on Cloudjumper, commanding swarms of\n dragons to swoop down and attack Drago's army. A swarm of", "Iron jaws are opened like bear traps, revealing screeching\n `bait' dragons within. Valka's dragons swoop down to rescue", "world. Drawings indicate new lands, new tribes, and many new\n dragons.\n Hiccup peels a fresh strip of paper from a hidden fold in his", "Realizing that they're in trouble, Valka and Cloudjumper pour\n on the speed. All four of them collide just as they reach the\n mountain top, sending them crash-landing in an explosion of\n snow.", "VALKA\n Every dragon has its secrets.\n\n \n Toothless pounces around, showing off to Cloudjumper, who\n seems thoroughly unimpressed.", "Valka draws a sword quietly, slipping up to the dragon, only\n to find it huddled protectively over the cradle as BABY\n HICCUP innocently plays with one of its talons.", "BACK TO VALKA, on Cloudjumper as they pry Drago's armored\n dragons off of the flailing wild ones. A net suddenly", "Toothless lands protectively by Hiccup and Valka, commanding\n the dragons to shift sides. The follow, amassing behind\n Toothless." ], [ "Drago glances back, seeing Stoick laying lifeless in the\n aftermath, pleased by the sudden turn of events. He shuffles\n off, satisfied.", "DRAGO\n Your chief is dead.\n\n \n Waves of shock and whispers of \"Stoick?\" spread through the\n crowd.", "Stunned, Hiccup comes to and sees Stoick in the rubble. He\n rushes past the still-entranced Toothless, straining to\n scatter the ice boulders on top of Stoick's body.", "He releases his arrow, which sails through the air and lands\n on the deck of the ship, where Stoick is laid out on a pyre,\n covered by a sail, his axe upon his chest.", "STOICK\n What...?\n\n \n Stoick follows its stare to the distant battlefield below. He\n spots Hiccup and Toothless a few paces from Drago.", "GOBBER\n Stoick!\n\n \n Stoick catches it and lands a direct hit on Drago.", "Stoick leaps in front of it, shoving Hiccup out of the way\n and absorbing the blast in the process. He's thrown against\n the ice with great impact.", "Stoick continues to close the gap, mesmerized. With every\n step, Valka becomes increasingly flustered. She backs into an\n ice wall, with nowhere to go, and Stoick just a few paces\n away.", "Hiccup chases around to confront Stoick.", "Stoick shoves his face aside, sending Eret SLAMMING into\n Grump. Before he can react, Gobber CLUBS Eret on the head,", "Toothless retreats like a scolded dog, ear plates back and\n head hung low. Valka watches, broken-hearted, as Hiccup falls\n upon Stoick, inconsolable.", "Drago LUNGES at Stoick, SWIPING his bullhook.\n\n \n\n DRAGO\n You... I watched you burn!", "Toothless BLASTS one of Drago's net launchers, knocking it\n onto its side. Stoick then CHOPS the trigger line, FIRING the", "It's about to crush them when... it's BLOWN TO PIECES by\n Toothless' fireball. Hiccup, Stoick, and Gobber come bursting\n through the flames on their dragons.", "knocked to the ground. He looks up, fuming, to see Stoick\n helping Valka to her feet.", "Drago's ARCHERS target Stoick with their arrows.\n\n \n\n ARCHER\n Take `em down!", "Astrid stirs, conflicted, as Stoick stomps toward\n Skullcrusher, fuming. He passes Ruffnut, who's busily", "Stoick dashes through the fire toward Hiccup and pulls him\n out of the cradle. He pulls his axe from the pillar...", "her ear to Stoick's heart, confirming his death with a mere\n glance to Hiccup. He tears up, overwhelmed.", "Stoick DIVES out of the way as the FIRE SPLATTERS against the\n wall, burning a hole and setting the room ablaze." ], [ "But without a rider, Toothless drops out of the sky as well.\n Hiccup leaps from the baby dragon, diving after him.", "His baby dragon dives toward the sea instead.\n\n \n\n ERET (CONT'D)\n Except for this one!", "The warrior rattles his staff at a nearby dragon. In\n response, it and the surrounding dragons produce firelight\n from their throats, spotlighting Hiccup and Toothless.", "wing and onto several others, dragon-hopping from one to\n another, until she gracefully crosses Toothless from wing tip\n to wing tip. She then drops out of sight, reappearing a", "They do so. Hookfang bucks and roars, chasing off the\n soldiers, then focusing on Drago as he closes in. The armored\n dragons avert their eyes and cower as Drago passes.", "Valka draws a sword quietly, slipping up to the dragon, only\n to find it huddled protectively over the cradle as BABY\n HICCUP innocently plays with one of its talons.", "Hiccup reattaches his flight suit while standing on a ledge\n overlooking the utopian nest, teeming with dragons. Several\n babies race in to hassle Toothless as he naps.", "The Berkians swell in to show their unified support. Drago\n fumes as Hiccup and Toothless fly up together onto an ice\n spire.", "Drago notices the saddle on Hookfang's back. His eyes wander\n to the saddle on Meatlug. Alarm flashes in Drago's eyes.", "They swoop past a gathered crowd on the battered bleachers as\n Snotlout dunks the sheep in his basket. Eret joins the race\n atop Skullcrusher.", "Valka and Hiccup rise on their dragons, carried skyward by a\n strong coastal wind that thrusts vertical up shoreline cliff.", "The Bewilderbeast rises out of the sea, bearing down on the\n people of Berk as Drago hovers on Toothless, leading the\n charge. The Vikings stare, aghast.", "Eret comes flying out last, WAILING aboard Stormfly. He\n struggles to hold on, as she rejoins Astrid (riding Meatlug,\n along with Fishlegs). He gives them a sheepish shrug.", "ASTRID\n Never take a toy from a dragon.\n Don't you know anything?\n\n \n Stormfly crushes him in place under her weight.", "Drago laughs to himself as Valka lands her baby dragon and\n rushes to the icy explosion, hammering away at it\n desperately.", "Hiccup reaches Toothless. They pair up, mid-air, and\n skyrocket past Drago as he hobbles to the top of the alpha's\n head.", "They pass an eggshell-littered NURSERY. HATCHLINGS dart out\n of it, greeting them excitedly and inciting chaos. Toothless", "Suddenly, they're ambushed from behind. Hiccup is plucked off\n of Toothless by another DRAGON and carried off.", "... Hiccup SOARS, riding the wild air currents like an eagle,\n the image of freedom. Toothless descends steadily with him,\n hovering protectively.", "The hatchlings clamber on top of the Bewilderbeast and play\n on his massive tusks, despite his authority. Valka laughs." ], [ "Eret lunges toward them. Toothless BLASTS, bringing down a\n massive spire of ice. It shatters as it hits the ground,\n forcing Eret and his men to dive out of the way.", "Stunned, Hiccup comes to and sees Stoick in the rubble. He\n rushes past the still-entranced Toothless, straining to\n scatter the ice boulders on top of Stoick's body.", "Eret loads a cannon and takes aim. He spots Hiccup and Astrid\n riding the dragons. His eyes narrow, determined.", "A BLAST thunders from inside the ice, SHATTERING it.\n Toothless emerges from the debris, revealing Hiccup curled\n safely under his wings.", "Astrid and Stormfly circle a lone iceberg, being used as a\n rest stop for the Gang and their dragons. She lands with a\n frown, eyeing the distance.", "Above them, more catapults fire, bringing down massive spires\n of ice, directly over Astrid and Eret.", "Eret gets to his feet in time to see Toothless and Stormfly\n take to the air, carrying Hiccup and Astrid out of reach of\n the volley of arrows.", "Drago drops Eret as Astrid advances, staring Drago down. Eret\n tries to signal her to stop, but it's no use.", "Astrid sits beside Hiccup, inspecting his latest addition to\n the map. Behind them, Toothless greets Stormfly, inciting a\n play fight.", "The Berkians swell in to show their unified support. Drago\n fumes as Hiccup and Toothless fly up together onto an ice\n spire.", "The warrior rattles his staff at a nearby dragon. In\n response, it and the surrounding dragons produce firelight\n from their throats, spotlighting Hiccup and Toothless.", "Eret's men immediately draw weapons. Hiccup extends and\n ignites his DRAGON BLADE -- a telescoping fiery sword --\n impressive enough to wow Eret's men.", "Shifting his attention back to the new land stretched out\n before them, Hiccup reaches beneath his chest plate and\n produces a leather-bound book.", "STOICK\n What...?\n\n \n Stoick follows its stare to the distant battlefield below. He\n spots Hiccup and Toothless a few paces from Drago.", "Drago turns to see Astrid, Eret, and the Gang being forcibly\n escorted onto the deck. Eret SHAKES HIMSELF FREE.", "Eret comes flying out last, WAILING aboard Stormfly. He\n struggles to hold on, as she rejoins Astrid (riding Meatlug,\n along with Fishlegs). He gives them a sheepish shrug.", "Hiccup smiles, taking in the happy reunions. Skullcrusher\n approaches him, without an owner to reunite with. Hiccup pets\n him, as Eret approaches.", "Stoick continues to close the gap, mesmerized. With every\n step, Valka becomes increasingly flustered. She backs into an\n ice wall, with nowhere to go, and Stoick just a few paces\n away.", "They round a tight bend in the corridor to find Gobber\n staring blankly at something unseen in the next chamber. He\n shuffles past Stoick and Hiccup, dazed.", "Nets fly through the air. Hiccup and Astrid outmaneuver them\n and dive toward the ship, landing on the deck with a clatter." ], [ "Seeing this, Drago panics and rushes toward the\n Bewilderbeast.", "Overwhelmed and overpowered, the Bewilderbeast yields to the\n new alpha and heeds Toothless' command, retreating into the\n sea in an explosive splash.", "Drago breaks his fall, landing heavily upon the\n Bewilderbeast's tusk...", "He thrusts his bull-hook, commanding the Bewilderbeast to\n fire. The Vikings watch in horror as the Bewilderbeast opens\n its yawning jaws and BLASTS.", "The Bewilderbeast WHIPS its tail, trying to SWAT down Hiccup.", "The Bewilderbeast finally lets loose the ice blast, covering\n the entire horn in jagged spikes... as Fishlegs leaps from\n the platform.", "Drago off his Bewilderbeast with a SCREAM.", "He turns, finding the horn unmanned. The Bewilderbeast then\n returns his focus to the sheep launcher, until the BLACK", "Satisfied, the Bewilderbeast turns away, releasing Toothless\n of the trance-like state. Toothless blinks, coming to and", "his axe into an icy column, and they slide to a safe landing.\n Drago's Bewilderbeast presses closer, sniffing them out.", "The Bewilderbeast rears back to cover them all in ice, but\n Toothless lets loose a powerful shot. The Bewilderbeast's\n head is KNOCKED backward by a blue-flame fireball.", "jabbing his bullhook into the ground commandingly. The\n Bewilderbeast flinches and stops, submissive.", "DRAGO\n Never! Come on!\n\n \n He hammers the Bewilderbeast, spurring it into a charge.", "The Bewilderbeast BLASTS in their direction, barely missing\n them as they disappear around the back of a mountain.", "Drago points to Toothless. The Bewilderbeast stares and\n HISSES, forcing Toothless to cower under a hypnotic", "A SECOND BEWILDERBEAST -- bigger, meaner, and covered in\n scars that indicate years of training and abuse. The chains\n fall away from iron cuffs fastened to its massive tusks.", "They collectively GASP at the sight of Drago's Bewilderbeast\n having now covered most of the village in explosions of ice.", "STOP THEM!\n\n \n The Bewilderbeast BLASTS!\n\n \n\n HICCUP", "Now awakened, The Bewilderbeast raises his gargantuan head to\n take a closer look at Hiccup, coming eye to massive eye.\n Valka bows in his presence. As does Toothless.", "But, with a devastating SWIPE, DRAGO's Bewilderbeast takes" ], [ "Stoick leaps in front of it, shoving Hiccup out of the way\n and absorbing the blast in the process. He's thrown against\n the ice with great impact.", "Drago glances back, seeing Stoick laying lifeless in the\n aftermath, pleased by the sudden turn of events. He shuffles\n off, satisfied.", "He releases his arrow, which sails through the air and lands\n on the deck of the ship, where Stoick is laid out on a pyre,\n covered by a sail, his axe upon his chest.", "DRAGO\n Your chief is dead.\n\n \n Waves of shock and whispers of \"Stoick?\" spread through the\n crowd.", "Hiccup chases around to confront Stoick.", "Stunned, Hiccup comes to and sees Stoick in the rubble. He\n rushes past the still-entranced Toothless, straining to\n scatter the ice boulders on top of Stoick's body.", "STOICK\n What...?\n\n \n Stoick follows its stare to the distant battlefield below. He\n spots Hiccup and Toothless a few paces from Drago.", "GOBBER\n Stoick!\n\n \n Stoick catches it and lands a direct hit on Drago.", "Stoick continues to close the gap, mesmerized. With every\n step, Valka becomes increasingly flustered. She backs into an\n ice wall, with nowhere to go, and Stoick just a few paces\n away.", "Stoick DIVES out of the way as the FIRE SPLATTERS against the\n wall, burning a hole and setting the room ablaze.", "knocked to the ground. He looks up, fuming, to see Stoick\n helping Valka to her feet.", "Stoick dashes through the fire toward Hiccup and pulls him\n out of the cradle. He pulls his axe from the pillar...", "Stoick shoves his face aside, sending Eret SLAMMING into\n Grump. Before he can react, Gobber CLUBS Eret on the head,", "Hiccup sees Stoick about to run into the fray.\n\n \n\n HICCUP\n\n DAD! NO!", "Stoick barrels through ice formations and over war machines,\n racing against time.", "Stoick's eyes widen. He turns to Gobber, with growing alarm.", "STOICK\n Valka, run!\n\n \n Alarmed, Cloudjumper WHIRLS around at Stoick and BLASTS!", "Stoick whirls around, spotting Valka and Cloudjumper in the\n alpha's sights.\n\n \n\n STOICK\n No!", "Valka tries to hurry off, fuming. Stoick stops her.", "It's about to crush them when... it's BLOWN TO PIECES by\n Toothless' fireball. Hiccup, Stoick, and Gobber come bursting\n through the flames on their dragons." ], [ "VALKA\n Stoick...\n She helps Hiccup to turn Stoick's body over. Valka presses", "A Viking is about to finish off a felled dragon, but Valka\n chases up to him and tugs at his arm.", "Drago laughs to himself as Valka lands her baby dragon and\n rushes to the icy explosion, hammering away at it\n desperately.", "VALKA (CONT'D)", "Their eyes meet. Valka lowers her sword, transfixed.", "An earth-trembling roar follows as the Bewilderbeast rises\n behind Valka.\n\n \n\n ASTRID\n That's your mother?!", "The warrior slowly removes the strange mask, revealing VALKA,\n 40, beneath. Her eyes meet his, equally wide-eyed and aghast.", "Stoick continues to close the gap, mesmerized. With every\n step, Valka becomes increasingly flustered. She backs into an\n ice wall, with nowhere to go, and Stoick just a few paces\n away.", "She pulls him into a hug -- forceful, bursting with emotion.\n Hiccup hugs Valka back. They share a cathartic moment, before\n Hiccup peels away from her.", "VALKA (O.S.)\n No! Stoick!\n\n \n ... but in a WHOOSH of smoke and embers, the dragon and Valka\n are GONE.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n But your father... he never\n doubted. He always said you'd\n become the strongest of them all.\n\n (BEAT)\n And he was right.", "INT. DRAGON MOUNTAIN - VALKA'S LIVING QUARTERS - LATE\n\n\n AFTERNOON", "As he rushes off, Valka hears a clatter and whirls around to\n see a DRAGON (Cloudjumper) clawing its way through the roof\n of a house.", "She smiles at Hiccup. He gleams back.\n\n VALKA\n This is what it is to be a dragon,\n Hiccup.", "Stoick steps towards her, wide-eyed and speechless. Dragons\n emerge from the recesses behind Valka, hissing protectively.", "Realizing that they're in trouble, Valka and Cloudjumper pour\n on the speed. All four of them collide just as they reach the\n mountain top, sending them crash-landing in an explosion of\n snow.", "VALKA\n Stop! You'll only make it worse!\n\n \n The dragon takes wing, escaping to safety... leaving the\n Viking warrior glaring at Valka.", "VALKA (CONT'D)\n Oh stop being so stoic, Stoick. Go\n on... SHOUT, SCREAM, SAY SOMETHING!", "Drago cocks his bull hook, ready to strike, but Valka\n deflects Drago's hit and attacks him.", "VALKA\n And here I'll stay.\n\n \n Toothless arrives, purring at Valka's touch as Astrid strides\n toward Hiccup, beaming proudly." ], [ "The Berkians erupt with cheers and applause as Hiccup takes\n in the moment, acknowledging the weight of responsibility now\n upon him.", "Toothless looks around, surprised, then lets out a majestic\n ROAR. The assembled dragons join in, roaring in tribute.\n\n \n Toothless turns to Hiccup as he approaches.", "She smiles at Hiccup. He gleams back.\n\n VALKA\n This is what it is to be a dragon,\n Hiccup.", "Shifting his attention back to the new land stretched out\n before them, Hiccup reaches beneath his chest plate and\n produces a leather-bound book.", "Hiccup reaches Toothless. They pair up, mid-air, and\n skyrocket past Drago as he hobbles to the top of the alpha's\n head.", "Hiccup stands, meeting Gobber's proud, smiling eyes. Gobber\n turns to the silent crowd and throws up his arms.", "Gothi, the elder, taps Hiccup's shoulder, interrupting the\n romantic moment. She gestures for Hiccup to kneel. He does\n so, respectfully.", "The warrior rattles his staff at a nearby dragon. In\n response, it and the surrounding dragons produce firelight\n from their throats, spotlighting Hiccup and Toothless.", "HICCUP (CONT'D)\n (resuming Stoick's brogue)\n You're all grown up, and since no\n chief could ask for a better\n successor, I've decided--", "Now awakened, The Bewilderbeast raises his gargantuan head to\n take a closer look at Hiccup, coming eye to massive eye.\n Valka bows in his presence. As does Toothless.", "Battered and weary, Drago reaches for his bullhook. Hiccup\n extends and fires up his Dragon Blade, hurling it like a", "The warrior GASPS and retreats a few steps.\n\n \n\n WARRIOR\n (whispered, shaken)\n Hiccup?", "STOICK\n\n (DETERMINED)\n Aye. You got it!\n\n \n He throws an arm around Hiccup.", "The warrior's hand continues toward Hiccup's face. He\n recoils, but the warrior persists, finding the faint scar on\n Hiccup's chin, glinting in the firelight.", "the ethereal cloud-scapes and joining high-flying Timberjacks\n as they soar in formation.\n Hiccup is bound head-to-toe in a snug, aerodynamic flight", "Stunned, Hiccup comes to and sees Stoick in the rubble. He\n rushes past the still-entranced Toothless, straining to\n scatter the ice boulders on top of Stoick's body.", "A BLAST thunders from inside the ice, SHATTERING it.\n Toothless emerges from the debris, revealing Hiccup curled\n safely under his wings.", "STOICK\n What...?\n\n \n Stoick follows its stare to the distant battlefield below. He\n spots Hiccup and Toothless a few paces from Drago.", "of him. Toothless then suddenly starts grooming Hiccup,\n lapping at his face and covering him in slobber.", "ASTRID\n I think you're missing the point. I\n mean, chief. What an honor. I'd be\n pretty excited.\n Hiccup shakes his head." ], [ "Shifting his attention back to the new land stretched out\n before them, Hiccup reaches beneath his chest plate and\n produces a leather-bound book.", "Gothi, the elder, taps Hiccup's shoulder, interrupting the\n romantic moment. She gestures for Hiccup to kneel. He does\n so, respectfully.", "Hiccup glides unsteadily towards the ship and collides with\n its sail. He slides down the canvas and drops to the deck.\n Toothless lands behind him.", "Hiccup watches him, curious, as Stoick FUMBLES THROUGH THE\n FIRST VERSE of an old Viking courting song:", "She smiles at Hiccup. He gleams back.\n\n VALKA\n This is what it is to be a dragon,\n Hiccup.", "revealing a 20 year old Hiccup framed by wild hair, complete\n with a Viking braid.\n He walks to the edge of the cliff, taking in the NEW LAND", "Hiccup emerges from the cocoon of Toothless' wings. He\n switches his prosthetic riding foot to his walking foot and\n stows his leather wings.", "HICCUP\n Toothless!\n Hiccup tries to go after Toothless, but Valka holds him back.", "The warrior GASPS and retreats a few steps.\n\n \n\n WARRIOR\n (whispered, shaken)\n Hiccup?", "HICCUP (V.O.)\n This... is Berk. A bit trampled and\n busted and covered in ice, but it's\n home. It's our home.", "(Scene 1100 - Ambushed!)\n Hiccup stares ahead, frustrated, as Toothless glides over a", "STOICK\n What...?\n\n \n Stoick follows its stare to the distant battlefield below. He\n spots Hiccup and Toothless a few paces from Drago.", "The warrior rattles his staff at a nearby dragon. In\n response, it and the surrounding dragons produce firelight\n from their throats, spotlighting Hiccup and Toothless.", "Toothless looks around, surprised, then lets out a majestic\n ROAR. The assembled dragons join in, roaring in tribute.\n\n \n Toothless turns to Hiccup as he approaches.", "them. Hiccup senses the approaching figure in his periphery\n and sits up, flustered.", "Stunned, Hiccup comes to and sees Stoick in the rubble. He\n rushes past the still-entranced Toothless, straining to\n scatter the ice boulders on top of Stoick's body.", "Stoick slaps a sheet of leather onto a dragon mold, and hands\n Hiccup pencil. Exasperated, Hiccup begins tracing an outline\n as he speaks.", "HICCUP (CONT'D)\n May I?\n\n \n Suddenly, Hiccup is snatched into the air! Dragons blur past.", "STOICK\n\n (DETERMINED)\n Aye. You got it!\n\n \n He throws an arm around Hiccup.", "The Berkians erupt with cheers and applause as Hiccup takes\n in the moment, acknowledging the weight of responsibility now\n upon him." ] ]

[ "Where did Stoick previously meet Drago?", "How are Valka and Hiccup related?", "What special talent does the alpha dragon have?", "Why does Toothless attack Hiccup?", "What is another name for an Alpha?", "How does Toothless break the Bewilderbeast's control over the other dragons?", "During the attack on Drago's Bewilderbeast what damage does Toothless's final blow have?", "What happens when Astrid and the others attempt to kidnap Eret?", "What does Hiccup's father want him to become?", "What special powers to Bewilderbeasts have?", "Who is immune to the Bewilderbeasts mind control?", "What happened in the past when Hiccup's father Stoick met with Drago?", "Who is Valka?", "What had Valka spent the past twenty years doing?", "How is Hiccup's father killed?", "What does Valka tell her son to encourage him to continue to fight?", "How do Toothless and Hiccup escape from the ice?", "How is Drago's Bewilderbeast finally defeated?", "How long have the dragons and the village been at peace?", "What created the island where Valka brings rescued dragons?", "Who kills Stoick?", "Why do the dragon riders fly baby dragons?", "What are Hiccup and Astrid investigating when they find Eret near the ice fort?", "What gets broken on the Bewilderbeast before he retreats?", "What is Stoick doing when he is killed?", "Who is Valka revealed to be?", "What title is bestowed on Hiccup?", "How old is Hiccup?" ]

[ [ "At a gathering of chiefs", "At a gathering of chiefs." ], [ "Valka is Hiccup's mother", "Valka is Hiccup's long lost mother." ], [ "He is able to control smaller dragons", "He is able to control smaller dragons." ], [ "He is being controlled by the Bewilderbeast", "he is under mind control" ], [ "A Bewilderbeast", "Bewilderbeast." ], [ "By shooting him with fire in the face", "by shooting him in the face repeatedly" ], [ "It breaks the Bewilderbeast's left tusk", "Breaks the left tusk. " ], [ "They are kidnapped by Drago", "Drago captures them." ], [ "Chieftain.", "The Chieftain of Berk." ], [ "They can control smaller dragons.", "The ability to control smaller dragons." ], [ "Baby dragons.", "Baby dragons." ], [ "Drago murdered all the chiefs but Stoick.", "Drago murdered all the dragons with only Stoick able to get away. " ], [ "Hiccup's mother who was believed dead.", "Hiccup's mother" ], [ "Stealng dragons from Drago and hiding them on an island.", "Rescuing dragons." ], [ "By Hiccup's dragon Toothless who is being controlled by the Bewilderbeast.", "By a blast from Toothless that he protects Hiccup from." ], [ "That he is the only one who can unite humans and dragons again.", "That he alone can unite humans and dragons." ], [ "Toothless melts the ice as he breaths out heat.", "Toothless blasts away the ice." ], [ "Toothless breaks his left tusk after multiple blasts to the face.", "Toothless breaks its left tusk and it retreats under the sea." ], [ "5 years.", "Five years." ], [ "A bewilderbeast.", "A Bewilderbeast." ], [ "Toothless", "Toothless." ], [ "because they are immune to Bewilderbeast control", "Because baby dragons can't be controlled by the Bewilderbeast." ], [ "A burnt forest.", "a burnt forest" ], [ "his left tusk.", "The control it has over the dragons." ], [ "protecting Hiccup", "Pushing Hiccup out of the way of a blast." ], [ "Hiccup's mother.", "Hiccup's mother." ], [ "Chieftan.", "chieftain of Berk" ], [ "Twenty.", "20 years old" ] ]

[ [ "SOFYA\n No, no, no. Enjoy your dinner.\n We've had a disagreement. No more\n than any other married couple.", "She sits very still holding her husband's hand. Then, it\nseems she feels the slightest of movements, the slightest", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "TOLSTOY\n ...as if she had read my mind.\n In that moment, we both knew we\n would always be together. For\n those first years, we were\n incredibly happy, terrifyingly\n happy.", "secondary. His commitment to\n the spiritual life offends her.\n They've fought about it for\n years.", "VALENTIN\n It was terrible there today...\n between them. They loved each\n other so much, but you see what\n it becomes.\n\n She stays at the sink, says nothing.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "he sleeps on. She carefully takes his arm, positions it\n under her neck, and rolling toward him, wraps it around\n her. The image of love's intimacy, of wedded bliss.", "TOLSTOY\n I didn't come for more\n recrimination. Despite good cause\n for alienation between us, I have\n never stopped loving you.\n\n SOFYA\n Of course...", "He stops kissing her, looks her in the eye. Then, another\n loud crow. Laughing, they fall into each other again.", "Tolstoy's wrist and gets out of the chair, out of her way.\n She approaches her sleeping, husband, the love of her life,\n her cross, her everything.", "VALENTIN\n It was difficult in front of the\n others.\n\n MASHA\n But it wasn't difficult in your\n bed... When it was only you and\n me in front of God.", "They reach the carriage. Sasha embraces him, kisses him\n over and over.\n\n SASHA\n Be well. Be well.", "SOFYA\n He'd be upset?\n\n SASHA\n Horribly upset...but he could not\n have acted other than he did.\n\nSofya begins to sob.", "CHERTKOV\n I beg your pardon?\n\n VALENTIN\n He`s her life. The work, in her\n mind, is theirs...together.", "He virtually runs to her, embraces her, kisses her. She is\n a giddy girl in his arms. He breaks the embrace and begins\n strutting around the room.", "Countess...\n (beat)\n Well, one doesn't like to come\n between married people whatever\n the circumstances, but her dogged", "SOFYA\n Not something they'd understand,\n these so called disciples of my\n husband. They've never understood", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her." ], [ "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "Tolstoy has fallen asleep at his desk, his SECRET DIARY\n open before him. Sofya enters without knocking. He bolts up", "CHERTKOV\n My dear boy, if you were to\n become Tolstoy's private\n secretary, you would be given a", "Tolstoy reaches into his boot, extracts his SECRET DIARY.\n He takes a pen from his shirt, begins to write. Valentin is\n amazed. HE HAD A PEN ALL THE TIME.", "Dushan, having sat at table, tries surreptitiously to get\ndown Tolstoy's words in the diary he holds below the table.\nSofya flushes with anger.", "Across from Tolstoy's writing desk is Sasha's world, a\n makeshift office lined with more bookcases where she does", "dedicated disciple. He's interviewing Tolstoy's newly\n appointed secretary, VALENTIN BULGAKOV, the young man we", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "JOURNALIST\n Count Tolstoy, you're no doubt\n distressed by the Czar's\n treatment of your secretary\n Nikolai Gusev ?", "TOLSTOY\n Kalya, her name was...She's an\n old woman now, white hair, old\n body like me. She'd hardly", "TOLSTOY\n Sasha...where's your mother?\n\n Tolstoy's eyes fill with tears. Valentin looks to Sasha.\n She looks from him to Chertkov.", "Tolstoy's wrist and gets out of the chair, out of her way.\n She approaches her sleeping, husband, the love of her life,\n her cross, her everything.", "and Peace and Anna Karenina were written. He runs his hand\n along the old wood top. Emboldened by a backward glance, he\n sits in Tolstoy's chair. Before him are stacks of letters,", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "CHERTKOV\n Yes?\n\n TOLSTOY\n I need a pen.\n\n CHERTKOV\n Of course.", "TOLSTOY\n Vladimir Grigorevich has already\n written about you at length. I\n need your help badly. The", "TOLSTOY\n Dear Masha, Valentin tells me\n you're the great treasure of\n Telyatinki. He claims you're a\n very gifted teacher.", "\"Tolstoy. Tolstoy. Tolstoy\", voices crying \"You are the\n truth.\" \"You are the hope of the Russian people.\"", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her." ], [ "dedicated disciple. He's interviewing Tolstoy's newly\n appointed secretary, VALENTIN BULGAKOV, the young man we", "TOLSTOY\n Of course, my dear.\n\n VALENTIN\n Do you love your wife?", "TOLSTOY\n What is it, dear boy? You look\n unhappy. What do you want to\n say?\n\n But before Valentin can respond A GUNSHOT RINGS OUT.", "VALENTIN\n What do you mean?\n\n TOLSTOY\n I mean that little romance. Was\n there some meaning to it?", "Valentin comes into the room.\n\n 73.\n\n\n SOFYA\n So, he's gone.\n (to Bulgakov)\n For good.", "Tolstoy enters from the dining room, red cheeked, beard\n dripping wet, the energy of a man ten years younger than he\n is. Valentin stands.", "VALENTIN\n It's your voice. It's wonderful.\n\nThey all listen for a moment, look to Tolstoy for a\nresponse.", "Tolstoy stops his horse. He turns to Valentin with tears in\n his eyes.", "TOLSTOY\n You're both looking so well. Life\n here at Telyatinki obviously\n agrees with you.\n\nValentin sneezes mightily, moves a little away.", "Tolstoy notices a mosquito on Valentin's cheek. He takes\nthe bug between his big fingers, squeezes until it pops.\nChertkov watches in horror, whispers loudly.", "TOLSTOY\n God bless you, boy. What are you\n nervous about, now? Sit down. Sit\n down.\n\nValentin takes the chair beside him.", "Tolstoy looks at Valentin as if the boy might offer some\n explanation of the miraculous.", "VALENTIN\n I'm sorry. Sometimes I...\n\nValentin pulls out a letter of introduction. Tolstoy takes\nit out and puts it down without a glance.", "Tolstoy takes Valentin's hand, sits him back on sofa.", "VALENTIN\n Tolstoy does not approve of\n sexual relations. I know this.\n\n CHERTKOV\n He despises them, in fact...", "As they go, he hands Valentin an envelope.\n\n TOLSTOY\n Give this to Sofya.\n\n VALENTIN\n I will.", "Tolstoy greets a little boy affectionately, rubs his\n knuckles over the boy's shaved head. A little girl\n approaches, takes a photograph. He bends forward to kiss\n her head but she pulls away.", "Chertkov climbs down from his droshky. Suddenly, Tolstoy is\n there. Valentin watches them embrace.\n\n TOLSTOY\n My dear, dear man.", "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "Valentin helps Sofya to her feet. Dushan gets up himself\n and walks to Tolstoy." ], [ "TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.\n\n SOFYA\n Does Chertkov have it?", "TOLSTOY\n I'm not suggesting they be given\n land. Private property is the\n root of the problem... We should\n be giving ours away.\n\n ANDREY\n Give it to whom?", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "SOFYA\n Then why would you betray me?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Why do you say that?\n\n SOFYA\n Because of the will?", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "\"Tolstoy. Tolstoy. Tolstoy\", voices crying \"You are the\n truth.\" \"You are the hope of the Russian people.\"", "Seven miles from Tolstoy's estate, this is Telyatinki, a\n communal center created by Chertkov dedicated to the study\n and practice of Tolstoyism.", "Chertkov beneath a large banner : \"Leo Tolstoy, Friend of\n the People.\". Behind him, the disciples lay out a", "46.\n\n\n SOFYA\n Tell me where it is?\n\n TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.", "CHERTKOV\n Your work is the birthright of\n the Russian people. Now, they\n possess it forever.\n\nTolstoy looks up at them.", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "Each child gives Tolstoy a flower. Chertkov, in turn, hands\n each child a photograph of the Count giving money to the\n poor.", "TOLSTOY\n Then I shall try and die as soon\n as is convenient.\n\n SOFYA\n Don't be silly. They've offered\n one million rubles.", "TOLSTOY\n (nods)\n Of course, I'm the guilty one. I\n reject the Orthodox church. I\n condemn the established order and\n I make no secret of it.", "As Tolstoy appears on the porch, we hear the WHIR of\n cameras. A crowd of photographers, film cameramen,\n journalists, and disciples try to catch a glimpse of the\n master. Dushan steps in front of him.", "A young peasant shouts from the crowd.\n\n PEASANT\n God bless you, Tolstoy. Thank\n you.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence." ], [ "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "Chertkov beneath a large banner : \"Leo Tolstoy, Friend of\n the People.\". Behind him, the disciples lay out a", "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "\"Tolstoy. Tolstoy. Tolstoy\", voices crying \"You are the\n truth.\" \"You are the hope of the Russian people.\"", "TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.\n\n SOFYA\n Does Chertkov have it?", "As Tolstoy appears on the porch, we hear the WHIR of\n cameras. A crowd of photographers, film cameramen,\n journalists, and disciples try to catch a glimpse of the\n master. Dushan steps in front of him.", "CHERTKOV\n Your work is the birthright of\n the Russian people. Now, they\n possess it forever.\n\nTolstoy looks up at them.", "Seven miles from Tolstoy's estate, this is Telyatinki, a\n communal center created by Chertkov dedicated to the study\n and practice of Tolstoyism.", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "Tolstoy greets a little boy affectionately, rubs his\n knuckles over the boy's shaved head. A little girl\n approaches, takes a photograph. He bends forward to kiss\n her head but she pulls away.", "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "A young peasant shouts from the crowd.\n\n PEASANT\n God bless you, Tolstoy. Thank\n you.", "Chertkov, Sasha, Dushan, Valentin and Tolstoy sit in a\n little clump by his desk. Tolstoy his head in his hands,\n looks at the floor.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "dedicated disciple. He's interviewing Tolstoy's newly\n appointed secretary, VALENTIN BULGAKOV, the young man we", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "Alone now among Tolstoy's books, Valentin makes his way\n slowly to a writing table, the holy of holies, on which War", "CHERTKOV\n We simply want to distribute\n Tolstoy's work to the widest\n audience possible. She just has", "TOLSTOY\n I didn't come for more\n recrimination. Despite good cause\n for alienation between us, I have\n never stopped loving you.\n\n SOFYA\n Of course..." ], [ "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "SOFYA\n Go? Where?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Not to Chertkov, but I shall go.\n\n SOFYA\n Go where?", "SOFYA\n He is using you. You just can't\n seem to see it.\n\n TOLSTOY\n This is absolute nonsense.", "SOFYA\n Then why would you betray me?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Why do you say that?\n\n SOFYA\n Because of the will?", "TOLSTOY\n Dushan says you're killing me.\n\nSofya rises up in cold rage.", "SOFYA\n The new will.\n\n TOLSTOY\n There's no new will.\n\n She stares at him in silence.", "TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.\n\n SOFYA\n Does Chertkov have it?", "Dushan, having sat at table, tries surreptitiously to get\ndown Tolstoy's words in the diary he holds below the table.\nSofya flushes with anger.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "TOLSTOY\n Then I shall try and die as soon\n as is convenient.\n\n SOFYA\n Don't be silly. They've offered\n one million rubles.", "TOLSTOY\n I didn't come for more\n recrimination. Despite good cause\n for alienation between us, I have\n never stopped loving you.\n\n SOFYA\n Of course...", "Sofya sits in a chair, firing shot after shot at the\n photograph of Chertkov. Tolstoy and Valentin enter.\n\n TOLSTOY\n Sofya, what are you doing?", "TOLSTOY\n That was some sort of love call?\n\n SOFYA\n It brought you back to me.\n\n She reaches out her hand to him.", "SOFYA\n Ya...your...your...I can´t\n remember now...Yo, what did I\n say? What did you mean?\n\n TOLSTOY\n You rest now.", "SOFYA\n Not something they'd understand,\n these so called disciples of my\n husband. They've never understood", "46.\n\n\n SOFYA\n Tell me where it is?\n\n TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.", "SOFYA\n When he was writing it, long\n before Chertkov created that\n monstrosity at Telyatinki, before", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "He puts Tolstoy's arm down and hands him his riding boot.\nSofya comes ranting into the room carrying several Russian\nand international dailies." ], [ "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "TOLSTOY\n Don't cry. I'll send for you when\n I can.\n\n They help him up onto the droshky and the carriage starts\n slowly away from the old house.", "Tolstoy has moved himself out of the refined upper floors\n into a simple vaulted room he uses as both bedroom and\n study. The walls are bare except for a portrait of his", "TOLSTOY\n He's right, though. If we cannot\n live a decent, quiet life, if I\n cannot work, if I cannot find\n some peace, I shall simply go\n away.", "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "SOFYA\n Go? Where?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Not to Chertkov, but I shall go.\n\n SOFYA\n Go where?", "Seven miles from Tolstoy's estate, this is Telyatinki, a\n communal center created by Chertkov dedicated to the study\n and practice of Tolstoyism.", "Tolstoy rises, leaves the table, walks out onto the lawn.\nDushan gets up quickly, bumping the table as he goes. Tea", "TOLSTOY\n Our life together has become\n intolerable.\n\nStifling a sneeze, Valentin gets up to leave,tries to flee\nthe inappropriateness of all this.", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "DUSHAN\n TOLSTOY ABANDONS HOME!\n WHEREABOUTS UNKNOWN...SAGE OF\n YASNAYA POLYANA TAKES FLIGHT!", "Alone now among Tolstoy's books, Valentin makes his way\n slowly to a writing table, the holy of holies, on which War", "DUSHAN\n At ten minutes after six in the\n morning, a great soul passed from\n our world. Leo Nikoleyevich\n Tolstoy is dead.", "11 INT. YASNAYA POLYANA. TOLSTOY'S BEDROOM/STUDY. MORNING. 11", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "SASHA\n Our home?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Yes.", "Tolstoy's wrist and gets out of the chair, out of her way.\n She approaches her sleeping, husband, the love of her life,\n her cross, her everything." ], [ "Sofya is suddenly clear, almost calm.\n\n SOFYA\n Ivan, go to the station. Find out\n which train the master took.\n\nIvan looks at Sasha for approval.", "SOFYA\n Tomorrow, I'll go to the Station\n and lie down on the track.\n Tolstoy's wife becomes Anna\n Karenina herself! See how the\n papers will like that!", "But at that moment, the train begins to move.\n\n SOFYA\n Oh!", "143 EXT. ASTAPOVO. STATIONMASTER'S HOUSE. NIGHT. 143\n\n Sofya and Sasha walk to the door. The reporter calls out", "Dushan write in their diaries. Sofya looks from one to the\n next a little impatient. The train begins to slow.", "SOFYA APPEARS in her handsome traveling clothes. An\n unctuous little orthodox priest follows her out of the\n train.", "Some people lie on the hard platform. He looks across the\n tracks at Sofya's private car. A single light burns in the\n window", "SOFYA\n My husband needs no\n justification. Besides, it´s been\n enough talking as it is. Thank\n you, father.\n\n She climbs onto the train.", "up and up as the train travels north taking Sofya and her\n husband back to Yasnaya Polyana.", "Sofya takes his arm, starts back across the platform.\n Shaken, she tries her best to maintain her dignity as she\n walks through the crowd. She leans against Valentin,\n whispers.", "Sofya looks out the window, sees the people lined up along\n the rail, mourn her loss. As she looks away, we see the\n people reflected in the glass, some of them kneel, some of\n them remove their hats.", "Tolstoy look up from his work, asks a passing conductor.\n\n SOFYA\n Excuse me, why has the train\n stopped?", "114 EXT. ASTAPOVO. PLATFORM. DAY 114\n\n The train pulls into a small, dusty station, ASTAPOVO.", "A black draped funeral train waits in the station. Many\n mourners are congregated on the platform. Chertkov comes", "Sofya keeps her solitary vigil. The priest has fallen\n asleep sitting up. She finishes her prayers, gets up,\n looks across at the lonely cottage. She can make out\n Valentin's figure on the platform.", "Four peasants pull a water cart down a rough country road.\n We pan off to see Sofya in her droshky, resplendent in a\n white dress.\n\n 47.", "They help Tolstoy up. A little bearded man, the station\n master, waits to escort them.", "140 INT. ASTAPOVO. PRIVATE TRAIN CARRIAGE. NIGHT. 140\n\n Sofya watches the two figures disappear inside.", "SOFYA\n We'll rent a train.\n\n ANDREY\n That'll cost a fortune.", "Press and various hangers on have begun to arrive at\n Astapovo. Outside the station master's house, Dushan gives\n an update, temperature, pulse." ], [ "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "DUSHAN\n At ten minutes after six in the\n morning, a great soul passed from\n our world. Leo Nikoleyevich\n Tolstoy is dead.", "CHERTKOV\n Your work is the birthright of\n the Russian people. Now, they\n possess it forever.\n\nTolstoy looks up at them.", "46.\n\n\n SOFYA\n Tell me where it is?\n\n TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.", "TOLSTOY\n Then I shall try and die as soon\n as is convenient.\n\n SOFYA\n Don't be silly. They've offered\n one million rubles.", "TOLSTOY\n That was some sort of love call?\n\n SOFYA\n It brought you back to me.\n\n She reaches out her hand to him.", "TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.\n\n SOFYA\n Does Chertkov have it?", "TOLSTOY\n I didn't come for more\n recrimination. Despite good cause\n for alienation between us, I have\n never stopped loving you.\n\n SOFYA\n Of course...", "SOFYA\n Lyovochka? Prozeveskeny wants to\n purchase the rights to your work\n after your death.", "SOFYA\n The new will.\n\n TOLSTOY\n There's no new will.\n\n She stares at him in silence.", "TOLSTOY\n You behave like this, I have no\n choice. Now give me the gun.\n\n SOFYA\n No! Give me the gun!", "Sofya sinks into his chair. On the desk is the photograph\n of herself and Tolstoy that we saw her hang on the wall in", "MOMENTS LATER-Tolstoy goes to Sofya's bed. He takes her\n hand. She looks at him with all the love of a new bride.\n Tears come to his eyes. He kisses her hand.", "Dushan begins to cry. Suddenly, Tolstoy becomes lucid.\n\n TOLSTOY\n Sofya...my dear Sofya. So much\n has (hic) fallen to her.", "SOFYA\n When he was writing it, long\n before Chertkov created that\n monstrosity at Telyatinki, before", "SOFYA\n Then why would you betray me?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Why do you say that?\n\n SOFYA\n Because of the will?", "TOLSTOY\n Don't cry. I'll send for you when\n I can.\n\n They help him up onto the droshky and the carriage starts\n slowly away from the old house.", "Andrey and Sofya stand together at the window, watching the\n joyful reunion.\n\n SOFYA\n To give the copyright as \"a gift\n to humanity.\"...the reptile.", "Sofya sits in a chair, firing shot after shot at the\n photograph of Chertkov. Tolstoy and Valentin enter.\n\n TOLSTOY\n Sofya, what are you doing?" ], [ "CHERTKOV\n Your work is the birthright of\n the Russian people. Now, they\n possess it forever.\n\nTolstoy looks up at them.", "CHERTKOV\n We simply want to distribute\n Tolstoy's work to the widest\n audience possible. She just has", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "CHERTKOV\n Yes?\n\n TOLSTOY\n I need a pen.\n\n CHERTKOV\n Of course.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "TOLSTOY\n (nods)\n Of course, I'm the guilty one. I\n reject the Orthodox church. I\n condemn the established order and\n I make no secret of it.", "TOLSTOY\n (exhausted)\n You keep going on like that...Why\n do you think we should profit\n from the work I´m doing which is\n only meant for the sake of the\n people.", "Tolstoy has moved himself out of the refined upper floors\n into a simple vaulted room he uses as both bedroom and\n study. The walls are bare except for a portrait of his", "Leo Tolstoy (80), sits writing on his lapboard. He is quite\n simply the greatest living writer in the world. His", "\"Tolstoy. Tolstoy. Tolstoy\", voices crying \"You are the\n truth.\" \"You are the hope of the Russian people.\"", "TOLSTOY\n I'm not suggesting they be given\n land. Private property is the\n root of the problem... We should\n be giving ours away.\n\n ANDREY\n Give it to whom?", "SERGEYENKO\n What is it?\n\n VALENTIN\n Just that...secrecy doesn't seem\n to me the essence of Tolstoy's\n thought.", "TOLSTOY\n Give it to me, please.\n\n 70.", "TOLSTOY\n I have seen your banner. And I´ve\n heard what you say. You think I´m", "Tolstoy greets a little boy affectionately, rubs his\n knuckles over the boy's shaved head. A little girl\n approaches, takes a photograph. He bends forward to kiss\n her head but she pulls away.", "Alone now among Tolstoy's books, Valentin makes his way\n slowly to a writing table, the holy of holies, on which War", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "VALENTIN\n I'm very happy. You are very\n kind. I'm no one and you are...\n you are Leo Tolstoy and you ask\n me about my work.", "TOLSTOY\n I believe that wealth corrupts us\n all, yes I do.\n\nA pause. Valentin fills the silence.", "CHERTKOV\n You send me never ending\n commentary on Tolstoy's writing.\n That's all very interesting but" ], [ "DUSHAN\n At ten minutes after six in the\n morning, a great soul passed from\n our world. Leo Nikoleyevich\n Tolstoy is dead.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "TOLSTOY\n Then I shall try and die as soon\n as is convenient.\n\n SOFYA\n Don't be silly. They've offered\n one million rubles.", "\"Tolstoy. Tolstoy. Tolstoy\", voices crying \"You are the\n truth.\" \"You are the hope of the Russian people.\"", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "TOLSTOY\n You see, I no longer feel I have\n a choice in the matter. She\n isn't...\n\n He rides forward toward the approaching Chertkov.", "TOLSTOY\n Don't cry. I'll send for you when\n I can.\n\n They help him up onto the droshky and the carriage starts\n slowly away from the old house.", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "TOLSTOY\n What is it, dear boy? You look\n unhappy. What do you want to\n say?\n\n But before Valentin can respond A GUNSHOT RINGS OUT.", "TOLSTOY\n \" Your youth and your desire for\n happiness reminds me cruelly of\n my age and the impossibility of", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "Tolstoy greets a little boy affectionately, rubs his\n knuckles over the boy's shaved head. A little girl\n approaches, takes a photograph. He bends forward to kiss\n her head but she pulls away.", "Where Tolstoy, awake and dressed, sits on his bed, pen in\n hand, writing in his diary. Dushan sits next to him, taking\n his pulse.", "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.\n\n SOFYA\n Does Chertkov have it?", "TOLSTOY\n He's right, though. If we cannot\n live a decent, quiet life, if I\n cannot work, if I cannot find\n some peace, I shall simply go\n away.", "SOFYA\n Go? Where?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Not to Chertkov, but I shall go.\n\n SOFYA\n Go where?" ], [ "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "\"Tolstoy. Tolstoy. Tolstoy\", voices crying \"You are the\n truth.\" \"You are the hope of the Russian people.\"", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "No one responds. Dushan comes to Tolstoy, sits down and\n begins the ritual taking of the pulse. Meanwhile, Sasha\n wraps a heavy fur coat around his shoulders. She smiles at\n him.", "TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.\n\n SOFYA\n Does Chertkov have it?", "SOFYA\n Then why would you betray me?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Why do you say that?\n\n SOFYA\n Because of the will?", "TOLSTOY\n You see, I no longer feel I have\n a choice in the matter. She\n isn't...\n\n He rides forward toward the approaching Chertkov.", "TOLSTOY\n To what?\n\n Will she waiver? A long, agonizing beat.", "TOLSTOY\n What is it, dear boy? You look\n unhappy. What do you want to\n say?\n\n But before Valentin can respond A GUNSHOT RINGS OUT.", "TOLSTOY\n To be what, a good Tolstoyan?\n\nTolstoy smiles.", "We pan back to the conspirators. Before Tolstoy can\n respond, Sofya charges into the room. As she does, she\n steps on the hem of her long dressing gown and ends up", "TOLSTOY\n These people are bandits.\n\n DUSHAN\n I said, let him walk.", "TOLSTOY\n I have seen your banner. And I´ve\n heard what you say. You think I´m", "TOLSTOY\n I'm not suggesting they be given\n land. Private property is the\n root of the problem... We should\n be giving ours away.\n\n ANDREY\n Give it to whom?", "TOLSTOY\n Sit down.\n (beat)\n So, this is what love is. Does\n that surprise you, boy?\n\nThey both look at him", "Tolstoy's wrist and gets out of the chair, out of her way.\n She approaches her sleeping, husband, the love of her life,\n her cross, her everything.", "VALENTIN\n It's your voice. It's wonderful.\n\nThey all listen for a moment, look to Tolstoy for a\nresponse." ], [ "VALENTIN\n Enemies?\n\nChertkov walks to the window, signals Valentin to follow\nhim. He points to", "Valentin enters, flushed and blushing. He pauses beside\n Dushan who records the scene in his diary, tears in his\n eyes.", "VALENTIN\n Yes, of course.\n\n With that, the old man gets up and leaves the room, leaving\n Valentin in the wreckage of his world.", "Valentin, in his wrinkled suit, is asleep in a chair. He\n wakes to see Sofya stretched out on the sofa. He watches\n her. She doesn't stir. After a moment, he goes out.", "As Valentin arrives outside the door, he see Sofya\n physically recoil. She is confronted by Chertkov and Sasha\n blocking the door.", "Valentin's face flushes with pride. Chertkov steals a\n glance at his reflection in the glass bookcase. One side of\n his moustache droops a little. He tugs awkwardly at it.", "Valentin comes into the room.\n\n 73.\n\n\n SOFYA\n So, he's gone.\n (to Bulgakov)\n For good.", "VALENTIN\n I do.\n\n CHERTKOV\n The ideals we share?\n\n VALENTIN\n That's why I'm here.", "VALENTIN\n In the name of truth and freedom.\n\n CHERTKOV\n Truth and freedom, yes but still,\n my boy, there are so many enemies-", "Tolstoy enters from the dining room, red cheeked, beard\n dripping wet, the energy of a man ten years younger than he\n is. Valentin stands.", "VALENTIN\n This is him punishing us,\n punishing me for befriending\n Sofya Andreyevna. For not...\n This is Chertkov.", "Valentin, beet red, goes to him. He is warmly embraced.\n\n 38.", "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "He takes Valentin's hand.", "Valentin looks into the great man's kind old face. He tries\n to speak but he's overcome with emotion and begins to weep.", "TOLSTOY\n What is it, dear boy? You look\n unhappy. What do you want to\n say?\n\n But before Valentin can respond A GUNSHOT RINGS OUT.", "Valentin helps Sofya to her feet. Dushan gets up himself\n and walks to Tolstoy.", "Sofya keeps her solitary vigil. The priest has fallen\n asleep sitting up. She finishes her prayers, gets up,\n looks across at the lonely cottage. She can make out\n Valentin's figure on the platform.", "Dushan appears in the doorway. Solemn, he gestures for him\n to come inside. Valentin stands.", "Valentin hesitates for a moment, looks at Tolstoy, seated\n on the stump, staring into the middle distance.\n\n VALENTIN\n I do." ], [ "DUSHAN\n At ten minutes after six in the\n morning, a great soul passed from\n our world. Leo Nikoleyevich\n Tolstoy is dead.", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "TOLSTOY\n Then I shall try and die as soon\n as is convenient.\n\n SOFYA\n Don't be silly. They've offered\n one million rubles.", "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "Seven miles from Tolstoy's estate, this is Telyatinki, a\n communal center created by Chertkov dedicated to the study\n and practice of Tolstoyism.", "TOLSTOY\n Don't cry. I'll send for you when\n I can.\n\n They help him up onto the droshky and the carriage starts\n slowly away from the old house.", "Where Tolstoy, awake and dressed, sits on his bed, pen in\n hand, writing in his diary. Dushan sits next to him, taking\n his pulse.", "Tolstoy has moved himself out of the refined upper floors\n into a simple vaulted room he uses as both bedroom and\n study. The walls are bare except for a portrait of his", "Leo Tolstoy (80), sits writing on his lapboard. He is quite\n simply the greatest living writer in the world. His", "SOFYA\n Go? Where?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Not to Chertkov, but I shall go.\n\n SOFYA\n Go where?", "Alone now among Tolstoy's books, Valentin makes his way\n slowly to a writing table, the holy of holies, on which War", "Tolstoy notices a mosquito on Valentin's cheek. He takes\nthe bug between his big fingers, squeezes until it pops.\nChertkov watches in horror, whispers loudly.", "No one responds. Dushan comes to Tolstoy, sits down and\n begins the ritual taking of the pulse. Meanwhile, Sasha\n wraps a heavy fur coat around his shoulders. She smiles at\n him.", "Tolstoy greets a little boy affectionately, rubs his\n knuckles over the boy's shaved head. A little girl\n approaches, takes a photograph. He bends forward to kiss\n her head but she pulls away.", "11 INT. YASNAYA POLYANA. TOLSTOY'S BEDROOM/STUDY. MORNING. 11" ], [ "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "Valentin sees Chertkov standing near the bed. Dushan\n returns to the chair next to Tolstoy. His cheeks are damp,\n his breathing irregular.", "Where Tolstoy, awake and dressed, sits on his bed, pen in\n hand, writing in his diary. Dushan sits next to him, taking\n his pulse.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "Tolstoy enters from the dining room, red cheeked, beard\n dripping wet, the energy of a man ten years younger than he\n is. Valentin stands.", "Tolstoy greets a little boy affectionately, rubs his\n knuckles over the boy's shaved head. A little girl\n approaches, takes a photograph. He bends forward to kiss\n her head but she pulls away.", "TOLSTOY\n Don't cry. I'll send for you when\n I can.\n\n They help him up onto the droshky and the carriage starts\n slowly away from the old house.", "Tolstoy notices a mosquito on Valentin's cheek. He takes\nthe bug between his big fingers, squeezes until it pops.\nChertkov watches in horror, whispers loudly.", "Tolstoy has moved himself out of the refined upper floors\n into a simple vaulted room he uses as both bedroom and\n study. The walls are bare except for a portrait of his", "stands very still, watching Tolstoy sleep. Sitting on the\n bed, she gently touches his hand, whispers.", "DUSHAN\n At ten minutes after six in the\n morning, a great soul passed from\n our world. Leo Nikoleyevich\n Tolstoy is dead.", "No one responds. Dushan comes to Tolstoy, sits down and\n begins the ritual taking of the pulse. Meanwhile, Sasha\n wraps a heavy fur coat around his shoulders. She smiles at\n him.", "Alone now among Tolstoy's books, Valentin makes his way\n slowly to a writing table, the holy of holies, on which War", "They watch as Tolstoy kneels on the wet grass, bending low\n to rub his hands against the earth. After a moment,\n Valentin goes to him, kneels next to him.", "Now, Tolstoy sees him, wakes up, smiles.\n\n SASHA\n Papa.\n\n TOLSTOY\n It's(hic)you." ], [ "No one responds. Dushan comes to Tolstoy, sits down and\n begins the ritual taking of the pulse. Meanwhile, Sasha\n wraps a heavy fur coat around his shoulders. She smiles at\n him.", "\"Tolstoy. Tolstoy. Tolstoy\", voices crying \"You are the\n truth.\" \"You are the hope of the Russian people.\"", "CHERTKOV\n You've killed a living thing.\n\nChertkov hears a laugh behind him. It is Masha who has\nover heard the whole thing.", "A pause. Sofya is suddenly aware of the crowd around her.\n\n SOFYA\n Valentin, will you take me back?\n\n Valentin nods.", "SOFYA\n He'd be upset?\n\n SASHA\n Horribly upset...but he could not\n have acted other than he did.\n\nSofya begins to sob.", "CHERTKOV\n Your work is the birthright of\n the Russian people. Now, they\n possess it forever.\n\nTolstoy looks up at them.", "Chertkov sits beside them. She turns to Dushan.\n\n SOFYA\n Dushan, could you tell them your\n great friend is gone?", "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "Sofya approaches the door, listens. She can make out only a\n few words. \"Mama cannot find out\", Chertkov shushing her,\n whispers. We push in on Sofya's anxious face.", "the hope of Russia, do you? Well,\n that´s not true. You are the hope\n of Russia. The hope of all the\n world. You say, you want a new", "A knock on the door. Valentin opens it. It's Dushan with\n another cable. Tolstoy gestures for him to read it aloud.", "We pan back to the conspirators. Before Tolstoy can\n respond, Sofya charges into the room. As she does, she\n steps on the hem of her long dressing gown and ends up", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "Sergeyenko laughs. Chertkov glares at him. It's beyond\n awkward. Valentin looks to the sky, sees the crows\n circling again.", "A young peasant shouts from the crowd.\n\n PEASANT\n God bless you, Tolstoy. Thank\n you.", "Chertkov looks at Sergeyenko who swallows hard. No pen.\n\n SERGEYENKO\n I...uh...\n\n CHERTKOV\n What?", "Sofya keeps her solitary vigil. The priest has fallen\n asleep sitting up. She finishes her prayers, gets up,\n looks across at the lonely cottage. She can make out\n Valentin's figure on the platform.", "VALENTIN\n He wasn't well enough to travel.\n It's very cold.\n\n Chertkov doesn't hear, He's basking in his victory.", "CHERTKOV\n Keep your voice down.\n\n VALENTIN\n He wants to see her. You heard\n him say it." ], [ "TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.\n\n SOFYA\n Does Chertkov have it?", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "Chertkov beneath a large banner : \"Leo Tolstoy, Friend of\n the People.\". Behind him, the disciples lay out a", "Chertkov sits beside them. She turns to Dushan.\n\n SOFYA\n Dushan, could you tell them your\n great friend is gone?", "CHERTKOV\n Your work is the birthright of\n the Russian people. Now, they\n possess it forever.\n\nTolstoy looks up at them.", "Chertkov, Sasha, Dushan, Valentin and Tolstoy sit in a\n little clump by his desk. Tolstoy his head in his hands,\n looks at the floor.", "Chertkov climbs down from his droshky. Suddenly, Tolstoy is\n there. Valentin watches them embrace.\n\n TOLSTOY\n My dear, dear man.", "Seven miles from Tolstoy's estate, this is Telyatinki, a\n communal center created by Chertkov dedicated to the study\n and practice of Tolstoyism.", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "DUSHAN\n What is it? What is it?\n\n Valentin goes to Tolstoy. He's in a kind of panic. Chertkov\n comes into the room.", "Valentin sees Chertkov standing near the bed. Dushan\n returns to the chair next to Tolstoy. His cheeks are damp,\n his breathing irregular.", "CHERTKOV\n Yes?\n\n TOLSTOY\n I need a pen.\n\n CHERTKOV\n Of course.", "TOLSTOY\n You see, I no longer feel I have\n a choice in the matter. She\n isn't...\n\n He rides forward toward the approaching Chertkov.", "Tolstoy notices a mosquito on Valentin's cheek. He takes\nthe bug between his big fingers, squeezes until it pops.\nChertkov watches in horror, whispers loudly.", "CHERTKOV\n (to Tolstoy)\n And we're concerned for the\n welfare of mankind.\n (to Bulgakov)\n Take this down.", "SOFYA\n Go? Where?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Not to Chertkov, but I shall go.\n\n SOFYA\n Go where?", "CHERTKOV\n This will insure that the\n complete works will live in the\n public domain.\n\n SERGEYENKO\n Monumentous.", "51 INT. TELYATINKI. CHERTKOV'S STUDY. DAY. 51\n\n Chertkov is there. Tolstoy, Valentin and Sasha.", "Each child gives Tolstoy a flower. Chertkov, in turn, hands\n each child a photograph of the Count giving money to the\n poor.", "CHERTKOV\n You've killed a living thing.\n\nChertkov hears a laugh behind him. It is Masha who has\nover heard the whole thing." ], [ "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "SOFYA\n He is using you. You just can't\n seem to see it.\n\n TOLSTOY\n This is absolute nonsense.", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "SOFYA\n Do you love me, Lyovochka?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Of course, I do.", "TOLSTOY\n I didn't come for more\n recrimination. Despite good cause\n for alienation between us, I have\n never stopped loving you.\n\n SOFYA\n Of course...", "TOLSTOY\n We have a great deal in common.\n\n SOFYA\n You have nothing in common. You\n are a genius. He's a sycophant\n and a pervert.", "SOFYA\n Then why would you betray me?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Why do you say that?\n\n SOFYA\n Because of the will?", "SOFYA\n Good morning, my darling? Do you\n mind if I join you?\n\n Without looking up\n\n TOLSTOY\n Of course, my dear.", "TOLSTOY\n I do.\n\n SOFIA\n I want you to love me.", "TOLSTOY\n That was some sort of love call?\n\n SOFYA\n It brought you back to me.\n\n She reaches out her hand to him.", "TOLSTOY\n Dushan says you're killing me.\n\nSofya rises up in cold rage.", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "SOFYA\n Go? Where?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Not to Chertkov, but I shall go.\n\n SOFYA\n Go where?", "SOFYA\n Ya...your...your...I can´t\n remember now...Yo, what did I\n say? What did you mean?\n\n TOLSTOY\n You rest now.", "MOMENTS LATER-Tolstoy goes to Sofya's bed. He takes her\n hand. She looks at him with all the love of a new bride.\n Tears come to his eyes. He kisses her hand.", "TOLSTOY/SOFYA\n God bless you\n\nTolstoy turns to Sofya.", "TOLSTOY\n You behave like this, I have no\n choice. Now give me the gun.\n\n SOFYA\n No! Give me the gun!", "Dushan begins to cry. Suddenly, Tolstoy becomes lucid.\n\n TOLSTOY\n Sofya...my dear Sofya. So much\n has (hic) fallen to her.", "As they go, he hands Valentin an envelope.\n\n TOLSTOY\n Give this to Sofya.\n\n VALENTIN\n I will." ], [ "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "\"Tolstoy. Tolstoy. Tolstoy\", voices crying \"You are the\n truth.\" \"You are the hope of the Russian people.\"", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "Without further hesitation, Tolstoy picks up the pen and\n signs the document. Then he moves away from the group.\n Valentin watches him.", "They watch as Tolstoy kneels on the wet grass, bending low\n to rub his hands against the earth. After a moment,\n Valentin goes to him, kneels next to him.", "TOLSTOY\n To be what, a good Tolstoyan?\n\nTolstoy smiles.", "TOLSTOY\n What is it, dear boy? You look\n unhappy. What do you want to\n say?\n\n But before Valentin can respond A GUNSHOT RINGS OUT.", "TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.\n\n SOFYA\n Does Chertkov have it?", "TOLSTOY\n To what?\n\n Will she waiver? A long, agonizing beat.", "TOLSTOY\n I have seen your banner. And I´ve\n heard what you say. You think I´m", "No one responds. Dushan comes to Tolstoy, sits down and\n begins the ritual taking of the pulse. Meanwhile, Sasha\n wraps a heavy fur coat around his shoulders. She smiles at\n him.", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "SOFYA\n Then why would you betray me?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Why do you say that?\n\n SOFYA\n Because of the will?", "As they go, he hands Valentin an envelope.\n\n TOLSTOY\n Give this to Sofya.\n\n VALENTIN\n I will.", "TOLSTOY\n If she wanted to see me I\n couldn't refuse her.\n (beat)\n Is she going to come here?\n\n All eyes are on Sasha.", "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "TOLSTOY\n God bless you, boy. What are you\n nervous about, now? Sit down. Sit\n down.\n\nValentin takes the chair beside him." ], [ "SOFYA\n Then why would you betray me?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Why do you say that?\n\n SOFYA\n Because of the will?", "TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.\n\n SOFYA\n Does Chertkov have it?", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "46.\n\n\n SOFYA\n Tell me where it is?\n\n TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "TOLSTOY\n (mumbles)\n Can I not...Can I not have...\n\nHis face is red, his body rigid with anger.", "Tolstoy's wrist and gets out of the chair, out of her way.\n She approaches her sleeping, husband, the love of her life,\n her cross, her everything.", "TOLSTOY\n He's right, though. If we cannot\n live a decent, quiet life, if I\n cannot work, if I cannot find\n some peace, I shall simply go\n away.", "TOLSTOY\n (nods)\n Of course, I'm the guilty one. I\n reject the Orthodox church. I\n condemn the established order and\n I make no secret of it.", "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "SOFYA\n The new will.\n\n TOLSTOY\n There's no new will.\n\n She stares at him in silence.", "TOLSTOY\n You see, I no longer feel I have\n a choice in the matter. She\n isn't...\n\n He rides forward toward the approaching Chertkov.", "Tolstoy notices a mosquito on Valentin's cheek. He takes\nthe bug between his big fingers, squeezes until it pops.\nChertkov watches in horror, whispers loudly.", "TOLSTOY\n I'm not suggesting they be given\n land. Private property is the\n root of the problem... We should\n be giving ours away.\n\n ANDREY\n Give it to whom?", "TOLSTOY\n I´ve told you the truth. Now, let\n me work. Please, will you?\n\n He walks to his desk.", "VALENTIN\n Tolstoy does not approve of\n sexual relations. I know this.\n\n CHERTKOV\n He despises them, in fact...", "\"Tolstoy. Tolstoy. Tolstoy\", voices crying \"You are the\n truth.\" \"You are the hope of the Russian people.\"", "TOLSTOY\n It's tiresome. Another\n remarkable invention will\n supercede it.\n\nValentin blushes and looks at the table. Dushan tries to\nhide his disappointment." ], [ "CHERTKOV\n Bulgakov! Where is he? Take me\n to him.\n\n As they make their way across the tracks, Chertkov can\n barely contain his glee.", "Bulgakov doesn't know what to say. The silence gets more\n awkward as it gets longer. Slowly, she disengages herself\n from him,looks him in the eye. She nods.", "Valentin comes into the room.\n\n 73.\n\n\n SOFYA\n So, he's gone.\n (to Bulgakov)\n For good.", "CHERTKOV\n (to Tolstoy)\n And we're concerned for the\n welfare of mankind.\n (to Bulgakov)\n Take this down.", "Tolstoy sits on a small staircase at the end of the hall.\n Bulgakov is already there on the step above him.", "No one responds. Dushan comes to Tolstoy, sits down and\n begins the ritual taking of the pulse. Meanwhile, Sasha\n wraps a heavy fur coat around his shoulders. She smiles at\n him.", "SOFYA\n (to Bulgakov)\n Leo Nikolayevich has agreed,\n hasn't he Val-", "little intellectual. This is VALENTIN FEDOROVITCH\n BULGAKOV. He can't contain his enthusiasm. Over the noise\n of the train.", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "Tolstoy notices a mosquito on Valentin's cheek. He takes\nthe bug between his big fingers, squeezes until it pops.\nChertkov watches in horror, whispers loudly.", "She disappears. He hears a door close. He notices a surly\n house servant, IVAN, who, inexplicably, leads a goat\n through the house. He points upstairs and walks away.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "Sofya keeps her solitary vigil. The priest has fallen\n asleep sitting up. She finishes her prayers, gets up,\n looks across at the lonely cottage. She can make out\n Valentin's figure on the platform.", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "DUSHAN\n It's alright. Everything's fine.\n\n He reaches out to touch Tolstoy's forehead. He goes pale.", "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "We pan back to the conspirators. Before Tolstoy can\n respond, Sofya charges into the room. As she does, she\n steps on the hem of her long dressing gown and ends up", "CHERTKOV\n You've killed a living thing.\n\nChertkov hears a laugh behind him. It is Masha who has\nover heard the whole thing.", "Tolstoy enters from the dining room, red cheeked, beard\n dripping wet, the energy of a man ten years younger than he\n is. Valentin stands." ], [ "Without further hesitation, Tolstoy picks up the pen and\n signs the document. Then he moves away from the group.\n Valentin watches him.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.\n\n SOFYA\n Does Chertkov have it?", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "SOFYA\n Then why would you betray me?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Why do you say that?\n\n SOFYA\n Because of the will?", "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "Tolstoy rises, leaves the table, walks out onto the lawn.\nDushan gets up quickly, bumping the table as he goes. Tea", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "TOLSTOY\n Don't cry. I'll send for you when\n I can.\n\n They help him up onto the droshky and the carriage starts\n slowly away from the old house.", "As they go, he hands Valentin an envelope.\n\n TOLSTOY\n Give this to Sofya.\n\n VALENTIN\n I will.", "TOLSTOY\n There's no new will.\n\n He walks up the stairs. She follows.", "46.\n\n\n SOFYA\n Tell me where it is?\n\n TOLSTOY\n There is no new will.", "TOLSTOY\n I´ve told you the truth. Now, let\n me work. Please, will you?\n\n He walks to his desk.", "TOLSTOY\n (smiling)\n Dushan Petrovich, you're\n scribbling again?\n\nTolstoy moves with energy and purpose toward the door.", "No one responds. Dushan comes to Tolstoy, sits down and\n begins the ritual taking of the pulse. Meanwhile, Sasha\n wraps a heavy fur coat around his shoulders. She smiles at\n him.", "Tolstoy enters from the dining room, red cheeked, beard\n dripping wet, the energy of a man ten years younger than he\n is. Valentin stands.", "Where Tolstoy, awake and dressed, sits on his bed, pen in\n hand, writing in his diary. Dushan sits next to him, taking\n his pulse." ], [ "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "SOFYA\n Go? Where?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Not to Chertkov, but I shall go.\n\n SOFYA\n Go where?", "Sofya throws the gun at her husband. She runs out of the\n room. We see the shattered photograph of Chertkov.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "TOLSTOY\n That was some sort of love call?\n\n SOFYA\n It brought you back to me.\n\n She reaches out her hand to him.", "TOLSTOY\n Dushan says you're killing me.\n\nSofya rises up in cold rage.", "Sofya sits in a chair, firing shot after shot at the\n photograph of Chertkov. Tolstoy and Valentin enter.\n\n TOLSTOY\n Sofya, what are you doing?", "Dushan begins to cry. Suddenly, Tolstoy becomes lucid.\n\n TOLSTOY\n Sofya...my dear Sofya. So much\n has (hic) fallen to her.", "MOMENTS LATER-Tolstoy goes to Sofya's bed. He takes her\n hand. She looks at him with all the love of a new bride.\n Tears come to his eyes. He kisses her hand.", "Sofya sinks into his chair. On the desk is the photograph\n of herself and Tolstoy that we saw her hang on the wall in", "Dushan, having sat at table, tries surreptitiously to get\ndown Tolstoy's words in the diary he holds below the table.\nSofya flushes with anger.", "Sofya takes his arm, starts back across the platform.\n Shaken, she tries her best to maintain her dignity as she\n walks through the crowd. She leans against Valentin,\n whispers.", "SOFYA\n Then why would you betray me?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Why do you say that?\n\n SOFYA\n Because of the will?", "He puts Tolstoy's arm down and hands him his riding boot.\nSofya comes ranting into the room carrying several Russian\nand international dailies.", "SOFYA\n He is using you. You just can't\n seem to see it.\n\n TOLSTOY\n This is absolute nonsense.", "SOFYA\n Ya...your...your...I can´t\n remember now...Yo, what did I\n say? What did you mean?\n\n TOLSTOY\n You rest now.", "She does her best to ignore him.\n\n SOFYA\n I am the leper outside the gate,\n while he sleeps with the devil\n himself.", "We pan back to the conspirators. Before Tolstoy can\n respond, Sofya charges into the room. As she does, she\n steps on the hem of her long dressing gown and ends up", "TOLSTOY/SOFYA\n God bless you\n\nTolstoy turns to Sofya." ], [ "DUSHAN\n At ten minutes after six in the\n morning, a great soul passed from\n our world. Leo Nikoleyevich\n Tolstoy is dead.", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "TOLSTOY\n Then I shall try and die as soon\n as is convenient.\n\n SOFYA\n Don't be silly. They've offered\n one million rubles.", "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "Seven miles from Tolstoy's estate, this is Telyatinki, a\n communal center created by Chertkov dedicated to the study\n and practice of Tolstoyism.", "TOLSTOY\n Don't cry. I'll send for you when\n I can.\n\n They help him up onto the droshky and the carriage starts\n slowly away from the old house.", "Where Tolstoy, awake and dressed, sits on his bed, pen in\n hand, writing in his diary. Dushan sits next to him, taking\n his pulse.", "Tolstoy has moved himself out of the refined upper floors\n into a simple vaulted room he uses as both bedroom and\n study. The walls are bare except for a portrait of his", "Leo Tolstoy (80), sits writing on his lapboard. He is quite\n simply the greatest living writer in the world. His", "SOFYA\n Go? Where?\n\n TOLSTOY\n Not to Chertkov, but I shall go.\n\n SOFYA\n Go where?", "Alone now among Tolstoy's books, Valentin makes his way\n slowly to a writing table, the holy of holies, on which War", "Tolstoy notices a mosquito on Valentin's cheek. He takes\nthe bug between his big fingers, squeezes until it pops.\nChertkov watches in horror, whispers loudly.", "No one responds. Dushan comes to Tolstoy, sits down and\n begins the ritual taking of the pulse. Meanwhile, Sasha\n wraps a heavy fur coat around his shoulders. She smiles at\n him.", "Tolstoy greets a little boy affectionately, rubs his\n knuckles over the boy's shaved head. A little girl\n approaches, takes a photograph. He bends forward to kiss\n her head but she pulls away.", "11 INT. YASNAYA POLYANA. TOLSTOY'S BEDROOM/STUDY. MORNING. 11" ], [ "DUSHAN\n At ten minutes after six in the\n morning, a great soul passed from\n our world. Leo Nikoleyevich\n Tolstoy is dead.", "The cries begin. \"Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let them\n go.\" Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as the\n train pulls away.", "The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,\n walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A great\n shout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.\n Gradually, it comes.", "Sofya whispers quietly to her dying husband.\n\n SOFYA\n Please forgive me if I cry a\n little now.\n\nTolstoy continues to struggle, then silence, silence.", "Seven miles from Tolstoy's estate, this is Telyatinki, a\n communal center created by Chertkov dedicated to the study\n and practice of Tolstoyism.", "\"Tolstoy. Tolstoy. Tolstoy\", voices crying \"You are the\n truth.\" \"You are the hope of the Russian people.\"", "TOLSTOY\n She's my wife. She´s part of me.\n We've been together now, so many\n years....\n\n Chertkov drives the point home.", "Everyone is asleep. Valentin keeps a vigil at Tolstoy's\n bedside. His rest is fitful, his breathing ragged. Valentin\n stands and walks out.", "Tolstoy greets a little boy affectionately, rubs his\n knuckles over the boy's shaved head. A little girl\n approaches, takes a photograph. He bends forward to kiss\n her head but she pulls away.", "Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though it's late March and\n still cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. She", "TOLSTOY\n Then I shall try and die as soon\n as is convenient.\n\n SOFYA\n Don't be silly. They've offered\n one million rubles.", "TOLSTOY\n ...as if she had read my mind.\n In that moment, we both knew we\n would always be together. For\n those first years, we were\n incredibly happy, terrifyingly\n happy.", "MOMENTS LATER-Tolstoy goes to Sofya's bed. He takes her\n hand. She looks at him with all the love of a new bride.\n Tears come to his eyes. He kisses her hand.", "They help Tolstoy dismount. They lead him to a nearby stump\nand place the writing board before him. Sergeyenko hands a\ndocument to Chertkov who lays it on the board.", "Tolstoy tries to answer, but is overcome by a coughing fit.\n Dushan starts toward him but Tolstoy waves him in the\n direction of Sofya. He kneels beside her.", "Dushan begins to cry. Suddenly, Tolstoy becomes lucid.\n\n TOLSTOY\n Sofya...my dear Sofya. So much\n has (hic) fallen to her.", "TOLSTOY\n Don't cry. I'll send for you when\n I can.\n\n They help him up onto the droshky and the carriage starts\n slowly away from the old house.", "No one responds. Dushan comes to Tolstoy, sits down and\n begins the ritual taking of the pulse. Meanwhile, Sasha\n wraps a heavy fur coat around his shoulders. She smiles at\n him.", "Each child gives Tolstoy a flower. Chertkov, in turn, hands\n each child a photograph of the Count giving money to the\n poor.", "There is a long moment where all take in the sublimity of\nit. Tolstoy walks slowly back to the table. He stands\ncompletely still. Tears fill his eyes and roll down his" ], [ "Bulgakov doesn't know what to say. The silence gets more\n awkward as it gets longer. Slowly, she disengages herself\n from him,looks him in the eye. She nods.", "CHERTKOV\n Bulgakov! Where is he? Take me\n to him.\n\n As they make their way across the tracks, Chertkov can\n barely contain his glee.", "Tolstoy sits on a small staircase at the end of the hall.\n Bulgakov is already there on the step above him.", "CHERTKOV\n You've killed a living thing.\n\nChertkov hears a laugh behind him. It is Masha who has\nover heard the whole thing.", "MASHA\n He admires you, I believe.\n\n What's she saying?\n\n MASHA\n Sergeyenko told me. He's\n miserable about it.", "SOFYA\n Valentin... and who's this...\n\n VALENTIN\n Masha...this is Masha.\n\n Sofya nods.", "Valentin comes into the room.\n\n 73.\n\n\n SOFYA\n So, he's gone.\n (to Bulgakov)\n For good.", "CHERTKOV\n (to Tolstoy)\n And we're concerned for the\n welfare of mankind.\n (to Bulgakov)\n Take this down.", "MASHA\n You met Sergeyenko?\n\n VALENTIN\n Last night.\n\n MASHA\n Ad what do you think?", "TOLSTOY\n Now, who is this? Maria\n Filipovna.\n\nMasha comes to stand beside him. She glances at Valentin\nbut he won't make eye contact with her.", "SOFYA\n A young woman in your life is\n nothing?\n\n VALENTIN\n Masha is a friend.\n\n SOFYA\n A lover?", "She is there. She puts two fingers to her lips and walks\n toward him. She carries a candle which reveals her short\n hair, her lovely eyes.\n\n VALENTIN\n Masha.", "He looks up to see Masha smiling at him.\n\n MASHA\n And what relations are these?", "MASHA\n Really.\n\n VALENTIN\n He wants to know everything about\n me, my parents, my relations with\n women, my experience of god -", "MASHA\n I'm going back to Moscow.\n\n VALENTIN\n What?\n\nHe gets up, goes to her.", "MASHA\n In the gymnasium, after the girls\n had gone. There were straw mats\n on the floor.\n\n VALENTIN\n I see...", "MASHA\n What do you talk about when\n you're with him?\n (beat)\n Why are you blushing?\n\n VALENTIN\n We talk about me.", "SOFYA\n (to Bulgakov)\n Leo Nikolayevich has agreed,\n hasn't he Val-", "MASHA\n Listen to you. You're a prig.\n Just like Sergeyenko. Why else\n would they have hired you?\n\n VALENTIN\n That's not fair", "VALENTIN\n Masha...\n\n Masha. She walks slowly toward him out of the crowd. He\n goes to her, takes her in a long embrace." ] ]

[ "Although they had a passionate marriage, what one issue was in disagreement between them?", "What was the name of Tolstoy's secretary?", "What other interest did Valentine Bulgakov have in the Tolstoy family?", "In what way did Tolstoy's followers capitalize on his beliefs regarding private property in order to convince him to change his will?", "Who mediated between Tolstoy and his followers regarding the protection of his works?", "Why was Sofya against the attempts of Tolstoy's followers regarding his works?", "Why did Tolstoy leave his home the last year of his life?", "What brings Sofya to the Astopovo Railway Station?", "How long after Tolstoy's death did it take for the Russian Sentate to restore the copywrite ownership to Sofya?", "What is Tolstoy's viewpoint on copyright?", "What life event is scheduled to happen to Tolstoy in 1910?", "What side do the Tolstoians support for the will?", "Which side is Valentin on?", "Where does Tolstoy die?", "Where does Tolstoy's family see him before he dies?", "What does the Russian court say?", "What does Chertkov plan to do after Tolstoy's death?", "What are the differences between Tolstoy and Sofya in terms of their values?", "What type of will are the Tolstoians trying to get signs?", "Why does Tolstoy initially object to the will?", "What does Bulgakov do?", "What does Tolstoy do after signing the will?", "What does Sofya attempt to do after Tolstoy leaves?", "Where does Tolstoy die?", "What happens five years after Tolstoy's death?", "How are Bulgakov and Masha connected?" ]

[ [ "Religious ideas", "religious views and asceticism " ], [ "Valentine Bulgakov", "Valentin Bulgakov" ], [ "He had a love affair with Marcia.", "He had a love affair with Masha." ], [ "He believed the property should not be privately owned.", "They tried to force him to sign a will to place all his copyrights into the public domain." ], [ "Valentin Bulgakov", "Valentin Bulgakov" ], [ "Support through inheritance of his works would be lost.", "because her viewpoint was more aristocratic, and his copyrights going into public domain would have meant no more money from them" ], [ "To continue his writing without distraction.", "to continue his writing in peace" ], [ "Tolstoy's illness and death", "Tolstoy's impending death " ], [ "Five years", "Five years." ], [ "He prefers public domain.", "opposed it" ], [ "He will die.", "His death" ], [ "Release to the public domain.", "They support the new will" ], [ "Neither, he sees both sides.", "He mediates between both sides." ], [ "At a train station.", "Near the Astapovo train station. " ], [ "They see him briefly at the train station.", "near the Astapovo train station" ], [ "Give the inheritance to Sofiya.", "the copyrights of the late Tolstoy were reverted back to Sofya" ], [ "Chertkov and many of Tolstoy's disciples plan against Sofya for Tolstoy's works.", "Gain control over Tolstoy's works. " ], [ "Tolstoy does not believe in private property where Sofya is aristocratic and has religious views.", "She's more conservative and he's more spiritual " ], [ " One that would leave all of Tolstoy's copyrights in a public domain.", "A will that places all of Tolstoy's copyrights to his work in the public domain" ], [ "He believes that it will cause him to leave inadequate support for his family.", "Doing so will leave his family without sufficient support. " ], [ "He is maneuvering the will and mediating between both sides.", "Attempt to mediate between Sofya and the Tolstoians." ], [ "He travels to an undisclosed location so that he can continue working with being disturbed.", "Travels to an undisclosed location." ], [ "She unsuccessfully tries to commit suicide.", "suicide" ], [ "He falls ill during his journey and is found dead at the Astapovo train station.", "near the Astapovo train station" ], [ "The Russian senate restored the rights to Tolstoy's works to Sofya.", "The Russian senate gives Tolstoy'd copyrights back to Sofya" ], [ "They are having a love affair.", "He has a love affair with her. " ] ]

[ [ "Alone in the cabin, Helen is still terrified. She looks up, \n startled as the door opens and Gort enters, carrying Klaatu's", "HARLEY\n My name is Harley -- Secretary to \n the President\n (Klaatu continues to", "He lets out an inaudible gasp as he sees this. Bug-eyed, he \n glances quickly to the point where he last saw Klaatu. He is \n amazed at what he sees.", "HELEN\n (staring at him)\n I -- I thought you were--\n\n KLAATU\n (nodding, with a smile)\n I was.", "This is KLAATU. He is completely human in appearance. The \n only unearthly thing about him is his clothing. He wears a", "TOM\n Helen, he's the man from the space \n ship!\n (she eyes him evenly,", "TWO SHOT - HELEN AND GORT\n\n Helen watches him in an agony of suspense. Then the robot \n slowly bends down, picks her up in his arms and starts walking \n toward the space ship.", "LIEUTENANT\n Your name's Carpenter -- that right?\n (Klaatu nods)", "moves slightly out. He mounts the ramp, still carrying Helen, \n and disappears into the ship with her. And the ramp closes \n silently behind them.", "The plastic is dripping off his legs now. With great effort, \n he pulls his legs free and steps out of the stuff. A huge \n figure in the heavy shadows, he moves slowly and menacingly \n toward Helen.", "KLAATU\n It was a gift. For your President.\n (glances at the broken \n object ruefully)\n With this he could have studied life \n on other planets.", "ship. The ramp opens and Gort goes inside. Then the ramp \n closes after him.", "as one of them slowly regains consciousness. Looking around, \n he sees the great figure of Gort and is terror-stricken. He \n shakes his companion frantically in an effort to bring him \n to.", "KLAATU\n No -- I'm afraid not.\n\n LIEUTENANT\n Well, how do I know who you are?", "As he slows his cab down, Helen leans forward into scene. \n Frenzied, she is about to urge the driver on when Klaatu \n puts a restraining hand on her shoulder.", "as Klaatu enters. The huge shapes of the space ship and Gort \n loom large and eerie. Klaatu starts across the barren \n enclosure toward the ship.", "KLAATU\n Who?\n\n HELEN\n Tom... He was there last night when \n Bobby told me what he saw.", "Harley is thoroughly shaken. The tremendous force and power \n implicit in Klaatus's manner preclude the possibility of \n argument.", "KLAATU\n (with a quizzical \n smile)\n I shouldn't be at all surprised.\n\n Bobby's attention shifts to the ship.", "KLAATU\n Warm and friendly and intelligent--\n (thoughtfully)\n You know -- he's the only real friend \n I've made since I've been here." ], [ "HELEN\n Gort--!\n (with desperate clarity)\n Klaatu -- barada -- nikto.\n\n CLOSE SHOT - GORT", "and electronic apparatus. Gort sets Helen down on a stool \n and indicates for her to stay there. Too terrified to move, \n Helen watches as he busies himself with the apparatus. He", "HELEN\n (looking at Gort in \n awe)\n You mean he has the power of life \n and death?", "Alone in the cabin, Helen is still terrified. She looks up, \n startled as the door opens and Gort enters, carrying Klaatu's", "Ignoring Helen completely, Gort finishes his work. Then he \n moves to the door and goes out, closing the door behind him.", "TWO SHOT - HELEN AND GORT\n\n Helen watches him in an agony of suspense. Then the robot \n slowly bends down, picks her up in his arms and starts walking \n toward the space ship.", "The impact of this calm, quiet statement is shattering. Helen \n stares at him awe-struck. Then she speaks numbly, almost \n inaudibly.", "Klaatu and Helen are watching and listening, as the last \n sentence of Barnhardt's speech above comes over the speaker.", "Helen is genuinely upset at the thought of his leaving and \n the knowledge that he is to die. There is a compelling warmth \n of feeling between these two.", "Klaatu is unable to say any more. He is dead. Helen looks \n around wildly, helplessly, with tears and terror in her eyes.\n\n MED. SHOT", "MED. CLOSE SHOT -GORT\n\n He has seen Helen and his flashing eyes bore into her. His \n upper body and arms are free now, and the plastic is rapidly \n melting away.", "as Gort appears on the ramp and walks slowly down to the \n ground. In a moment, Klaatu and Helen appear at the entrance", "HELEN\n (shocked and \n bewildered, she \n repeats nervously)\n \"Klaatu barada nikto.\"", "the building. Gort follows her with unhurried, inescapable \n strides. Unwittingly, Helen has run into a corner, and the \n robot is closing in on her.", "As he slows his cab down, Helen leans forward into scene. \n Frenzied, she is about to urge the driver on when Klaatu \n puts a restraining hand on her shoulder.", "HELEN\n Never mind about that.\n (urgently, with great \n concern)\n You've got to promise me you won't \n say a word to anybody.", "MED. SHOT - HELEN AND GORT\n\n as she moves slowly, fearfully toward him.\n\n MED. CLOSE SHOT - GORT", "HELEN\n Gort?\n (puzzled)\n But he's a robot. I mean -- without \n you, what could he do?", "PANNING with Gort as he carries Helen, speechless with fright, \n to the side of the ship. He touches the side, and the ramp", "Shocked and, staggered by what's happened, she realizes she \n must get to Gort. Taking advantage of the milling confusion" ], [ "INT. HOSPITAL ROOM", "is guiding them to a doorway, near which is a sign INFIRMARY. \n The man is almost unconscious, incapable even of holding up \n his head.", "command of the hospital, a high-ranking police officer, a \n couple of medical officers and two civilians. The conversation \n is interrupted by the entrance from Klaatu's room of a Medical", "INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - CLOSE SHOT - KLAATU", "moves slightly out. He mounts the ramp, still carrying Helen, \n and disappears into the ship with her. And the ramp closes \n silently behind them.", "shooting down, from Klaatu's viewpoint, at people strolling \n about the hospital grounds. Most of them are civilian \n visitors, but there is a sprinkling of nurses and ambulatory \n patients.", "Alone in the cabin, Helen is still terrified. She looks up, \n startled as the door opens and Gort enters, carrying Klaatu's", "ship. The ramp opens and Gort goes inside. Then the ramp \n closes after him.", "as the ramp comes down and Gort steps out. With grim, \n determined strides he starts toward the entrance of the \n building as the ramp silently closes.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:", "torch in his had and a welding helmet over his face. The \n Major General, previously seen in the hospital sitting room, \n enters and speaks to the Sergeant.", "as Harley enters. Klaatu is up out of bed, walking around in \n a Medical Corps robe and pajamas. He appears to be completely \n recovered.", "The plastic is dripping off his legs now. With great effort, \n he pulls his legs free and steps out of the stuff. A huge \n figure in the heavy shadows, he moves slowly and menacingly \n toward Helen.", "man in the hospital.\n (to the Detective)\n Take him over to G2.", "MED. SHOT\n\n from Bobby's viewpoint. Klaatu has emerged from the \n concealment of the tree-lined path and is making his way \n calmly toward the entrance of the building.", "as one of them slowly regains consciousness. Looking around, \n he sees the great figure of Gort and is terror-stricken. He \n shakes his companion frantically in an effort to bring him \n to.", "This is revealed as a weirdly equipped laboratory, the walls \n of which are lined with the most complex array of mechanical", "He lets out an inaudible gasp as he sees this. Bug-eyed, he \n glances quickly to the point where he last saw Klaatu. He is \n amazed at what he sees.", "FULL SHOT - HOSPITAL ROOM\n\n As Klaatu turns back to Harley, he speaks thoughtfully, \n incisively.", "as Gort enters the empty building, still carrying the body \n of Klaatu. CAMERA PANS with him as he strides over to the", "The Lieutenant reacts with impatient exasperation as the \n Captain holds the staff car door open for Klaatu, who steps \n into the Army vehicle, as we--\n\n DISSOLVE TO:" ], [ "The man's name is Carpenter -- and \n he lives at 1615 St. Street, N.W... \n Yes, that's right--", "BOBBY\n (the words tadpole \n out breathlessly)\n I followed Mr. Carpenter -- right", "This is Mrs. Benson, Mr. Carpenter.\n (with a smile that \n would split a brick)\n And little Bobby.", "LIEUTENANT\n Your name's Carpenter -- that right?\n (Klaatu nods)", "BOBBY\n (shrewdly)\n Mom -- is there something wrong with \n Mr. Carpenter?\n\n HELEN\n What do you mean, dear?", "hearing about Mr. Carpenter.\n (Helen shushes him)\n I don't like the way he's attached", "HELEN\n (in explanation)\n I was talking to Mr. Carpenter.", "BOBBY\n (calling out)\n Mr. Carpenter--!\n (to the Detective)\n Come on in.", "BOBBY\n Mr. Carpenter's got a lot of diamonds.\n (he digs into his \n pocket)\n He gave me a couple of them.", "TOM\n (lightly, but with \n real sarcasm \n underneath)\n I hope Mr. Carpenter won't think I'm \n intruding.", "BOBBY\n (very serious)\n Mr. Carpenter\" -- you don't seem to \n know about anything.", "DETECTIVE\n Mr. Carpenter come home yet?\n\n BOBBY\n (studying the man \n curiously)\n Yeah -- he's right inside.", "BOBBY\n Sure we did! He wasn't there but we \n went to see him. And Mr. Carpenter \n showed him how to do his arithmetic.", "MRS. CROCKETT\n (thoroughly startled)\n Oh -- Mr. Carpenter--!", "and Mr. Carpenter. The rest of the \n world, is involved!", "(with a look and a \n nod to Tom)\n Tom, will you ask Mr. Carpenter if \n he'll come down for a minute.", "BOBBY\n That robot fella grabbed 'em and \n dragged 'em inside!\n (his lips trembling)\n I like Mr. Carpenter -- but I'm \n scared, Mom.", "Bobby stares up at him and his face breaks into a broad \n admiring grin.\n\n BOBBY\n I like you, Mr. Carpenter. You're a \n real screwball.", "HELEN\n Now think back hard. You didn't follow \n Mr. Carpenter at all, did you? You \n haven't even been out of the house.", "The Detective steps inside and Bobby closes the door, as \n Klaatu appears from the living room.\n\n DETECTIVE\n Your name Carpenter?" ], [ "Bobby is studying the ship and Gort eagerly, his imagination \n thoroughly aroused. Klaatu is watching the men at work with \n mild, quiet amusement.", "Klaatu and Bobby are approaching a bench beside a pathway \n overhung with trees. Bobby leads the way to the bench and \n they sit down. Klaatu's eyes stray out to the myriad crosses.", "Bobby gives him a look of amazement, then grins, assuming \n Klaatu was kidding and simply hasn't any money.", "then after the men. As they move out of scene they laugh \n loudly at the little boy's confusion. Klaatu takes Bobby's \n hand to lead him away from the roped-off area.", "Bobby and Klaatu come out of a wooded path into a section of \n the cemetery where the myriad crosses seem to reach into", "The boy takes out two dollar bills and offers them almost \n challengingly. Klaatu takes the bills and hands Bobby two", "BOBBY\n Sure. Right near where my mother \n works.\n\n KLAATU\n Where is that?", "BOBBY\n Go to the movies.\n\n KLAATU\n All right.", "Bobby is watching as Klaatu writes across the blackboard in \n a bold hand: Differentiate the equation ( ).", "Klaatu goes out, closing the door behind him. Bobby hesitates \n a moment, puzzled and curious. Then he goes over to the door,", "Pulled out of his reverie, Klaatu glances down at Bobby and \n smiles apologetically. Bobby grins back at him. Then, as", "The two men burst out laughing and move off together. Bobby, \n who has missed the point of this by-play, looks at Klaatu,", "After a glance at the front door, Klaatu joins Bobby at the \n window and looks in.\n\n FULL SHOT - BARNHARDT'S STUDY", "Bobby wanders down the porch and looks into a window. \n Fascinated by what he sees, he gestures to Klaatu.\n\n BOBBY\n Betcha this is where he works--", "Bobby looks up at him in bewilderment. After a moment Klaatu \n speaks slowly, thoughtfully.", "As Klaatu nods and prepares to follow him, Bobby speaks to \n Klaatu.\n\n BOBBY\n Aw, gee -- we didn't finish our story.", "KLAATU\n (with a quizzical \n smile)\n I shouldn't be at all surprised.\n\n Bobby's attention shifts to the ship.", "TWO SHOT - KLAATU AND BOBBY\n\n as they move on away from the excited crowd of people. \n Klaatu's reaction has been one of mild curiosity. Bobby looks \n up at him.", "He's watching Klaatu and his eyes widen at what he sees.\n\n BOBBY\n (in complete surprise)\n Hey -- where you going?", "TWO SHOT - KLAATU AND BOBBY\n\n The boy is staring at the stones in wide-eyed amazement." ], [ "BOBBY\n (after a moments \n thought)\n Well -- Professor Barnhardt, I guess. \n He's the greatest scientist in the \n world.", "Bobby looks at him, puzzled and impressed by this \n incomprehensible notion.\n\n BOBBY\n Gee -- that's a good idea.", "himself to you and Bobby. After all, \n what do you know about him?", "Bobby gives him a look of amazement, then grins, assuming \n Klaatu was kidding and simply hasn't any money.", "Bobby is impressed by the depth and sincerity of Klaatu's \n tribute, but a little confused by his air of having discovered", "is the sound of running feet and in a moment the door is \n opened and Bobby appears.", "KLAATU\n Bobby -- who's the greatest man in \n America today?", "HELEN\n Hello, darling.\n (she kisses Bobby, \n then turns", "The two men burst out laughing and move off together. Bobby, \n who has missed the point of this by-play, looks at Klaatu,", "Pulled out of his reverie, Klaatu glances down at Bobby and \n smiles apologetically. Bobby grins back at him. Then, as", "Bobby looks up at him in bewilderment. After a moment Klaatu \n speaks slowly, thoughtfully.", "Bobby stares up at him and his face breaks into a broad \n admiring grin.\n\n BOBBY\n I like you, Mr. Carpenter. You're a \n real screwball.", "BOBBY\n (enthusiastically)\n Boy, we had a swell time. Didn't we, \n Mr. Carpenter?", "He has opened the door and is standing in the doorway, his \n hand, still on the knob. He is smiling at Bobby with secret \n amusement. He's got an idea.", "BOBBY\n That's my father.\n (Klaatu glances at \n the boy, then nods \n understandingly)\n He was killed at a place called Anzio.", "BOBBY\n (slowly)\n Okay.", "Bobby moves over to a pair of French doors beyond the window \n and tries to peer in through the curtained doors. He absently \n tries the doors and finds them locked. Then he turns away \n with a disappointed but philosophical shrug.", "Bobby is watching as Klaatu writes across the blackboard in \n a bold hand: Differentiate the equation ( ).", "BOBBY\n (staring at them \n fascinated)\n Bet they're worth about a million \n dollars.", "INT. BOBBY'S ROOM\n\n Bobby is at a table doing his homework and Klaatu has just \n finished explaining an arithmetic problem to him, as Helen \n enters, still putting on her coat." ], [ "KLAATU\n No -- that is a power reserved to \n the Almighty Spirit.", "of tremendous dignity and presence. He has the tolerant \n superiority that comes with absolute knowledge.", "From inside him comes a new and terribly sharp crackling. \n sound. And from his eyes two pencils of light dart out. After \n a moment the crackling sound stops and the light goes off.", "After an impressive moment, he raises his arms in the \n universal gesture of neutrality. Then he speaks, in perfect \n English, his voice amplified as though through an enunciator.", "as it soars away into the inky blackness of the outer spaces \n from which it came.\n\n FADE OUT:\n\n THE END", "scene becomes a roar. The sound is unearthly in its intensity \n and almost unbearable in its swiftly increasing volume. The \n people stop in their tracks and look up in the sky in terror.", "as though holding them off by sheer weight of his personality. \n He turns to look out at the audience, which is held \n spellbound. Then, after a breathless moment, he speaks.", "I'm afraid you have no alternative. \n In such, a case the planet Earth \n would have to be--\n (he looks for the", "KLAATU\n (visibly impressed)\n Those are great words.\n (with an air of \n discovery)\n He must have been a great man.", "He is a figure of intense dignity in his impressive otherworld \n tunic. He stares with even defiance at the armed soldiers,", "The implications of this statement leave Barnhardt speechless, \n his keen mind reeling.\n\n BARNHARDT\n Such power exists?", "as he watches this; his eyes bulging. He can scarcely believe \n what he has seen. Suddenly a wave of sheer terror sweeps \n over him. Scrambling to his feet, he turns and runs wildly \n away.", "exclamations of \n surprise and \n disappointment)\n As you all know, this is no longer", "We discarded instruments like this \n many centuries ago.\n (he paces thoughtfully)\n So long as you were limited to", "He lets out an inaudible gasp as he sees this. Bug-eyed, he \n glances quickly to the point where he last saw Klaatu. He is \n amazed at what he sees.", "All are deeply moved and impressed. In the mind of each is \n the burning question that Klaatu has posed for them.\n\n LONG SHOT - THE SHIP", "The impact of this calm, quiet statement is shattering. Helen \n stares at him awe-struck. Then she speaks numbly, almost \n inaudibly.", "MRS. BARLEY\n If you want my opinion, he came from \n right here on Earth.\n (with significant \n emphasis)\n And you know where I mean.", "He looks up at the roof of the building, and once again we \n hear the peculiar generating sound from within him.\n\n MED. LONG SHOT", "to the floor. Immobilized with fright, she lies breathless, \n looking up at him. Then she gives a piercing scream." ], [ "BOBBY\n Mr. Carpenter's got a lot of diamonds.\n (he digs into his \n pocket)\n He gave me a couple of them.", "and dim. All artificial light is off. The Jeweler is a bright-\n eyed old man of seventy with a middle European accent. He is \n completely fascinated as he examines the diamond Tom has", "flash of something bright on the floor below the dresser. He \n stoops down and picks up a fair-sized diamond. Tom studies", "good-sized Diamonds. They study their new acquisitions with \n interest. Bobby looks up from his diamonds to steal a guilty \n glance at Klaatu.", "out. A corner of the dining room can be seen, where Mr. and \n Mrs. Barley are playing cards with Mr. Krull. Mrs. Crockett,", "BOBBY\n (calling out)\n Mr. Carpenter--!\n (to the Detective)\n Come on in.", "BOBBY\n (the words tadpole \n out breathlessly)\n I followed Mr. Carpenter -- right", "BOBBY\n Sure we did! He wasn't there but we \n went to see him. And Mr. Carpenter \n showed him how to do his arithmetic.", "apprehensively, as \n he hurries on)\n I had that diamond checked at three \n different places. Nobody on earth's", "As he starts out the door to the corridor, he passes Mr. \n Harley, who is on his way in, carrying his ever-present brief \n case. Harley is accompanied by an enlisted M.P.", "DETECTIVE\n Mr. Carpenter come home yet?\n\n BOBBY\n (studying the man \n curiously)\n Yeah -- he's right inside.", "Helen takes the two diamonds Bobby holds out in his hand, \n looking at them in amazement.\n\n HELEN\n He gave these to you?", "the stone curiously, holding it up to the light. Thoroughly \n puzzled, he keeps the stone in his hand, switches off the \n light and goes out.", "unmistakably suspicious. Why did Mr. Carpenter lie to him? \n What does he want the flashlight for and where is he going?", "MRS. CROCKETT\n (thoroughly startled)\n Oh -- Mr. Carpenter--!", "BOBBY\n Gee, Mom, do you think maybe he's a \n diamond smuggler?", "The shop and its glittering display cases, which were \n brilliantly lighted in the previous scene, are now gloomy", "M.P.'s eyes go wide as he looks at the bed. It is unmade and \n unoccupied. Terrified, the M.P. turns to the nurse, who is", "HELEN\n Now think back hard. You didn't follow \n Mr. Carpenter at all, did you? You \n haven't even been out of the house.", "Bobby hands him the light, studying his face with eager \n curiosity.\n\n BOBBY\n What do you want it for, Mr. \n Carpenter?" ], [ "Suddenly and without warning, the elevator starts moving and \n the lights go on. Startled, Helen looks at him.", "INT. ELEVATOR\n\n As Helen presses the first floor button, the doors close and \n the elevator starts down. She turns to face Klaatu.", "In the dim light of the stalled elevator, Klaatu is finishing \n explaining to Helen the story of his mission. Overwhelmed by \n the staggering import of what he has told her, Helen is \n listening with great interest and concern.", "Without warning the elevator comes to a jolting, jarring \n stop as the power is cut off and the lights go out. The car", "They are approaching the elevator at the end of the corridor. \n There is a large crowd of lunch-goers milling around the \n elevator, which is quickly filled. Half the crowd is left as \n the elevator doors close and it descends.", "hearing about Mr. Carpenter.\n (Helen shushes him)\n I don't like the way he's attached", "It is about 3:30 the following evening. Helen is sitting in \n a chair leafing through a magazine. She is dressed to go", "moves slightly out. He mounts the ramp, still carrying Helen, \n and disappears into the ship with her. And the ramp closes \n silently behind them.", "Helen fumbles to get her wrist watch into a faint beam of \n light.\n\n HELEN\n Just twelve.", "as Helen and Klaatu come out of the elevator and start across \n the lobby, CAMERA HOLDING ON THEM. Helen is preoccupied with \n concern for Klaatu's safety.", "As he slows his cab down, Helen leans forward into scene. \n Frenzied, she is about to urge the driver on when Klaatu \n puts a restraining hand on her shoulder.", "HELEN\n (guiltily)\n Goodnight, Mr. Carpenter.\n\n Klaatu stops and turns to face them pleasantly.", "CAMERA FOLLOWS them as they turn into the side corridor. \n Helen leads the way to a small, automatic elevator. She \n presses the button and the doors open. Klaatu follows her \n in.", "HELEN\n Now think back hard. You didn't follow \n Mr. Carpenter at all, did you? You \n haven't even been out of the house.", "As he starts out the door to the corridor, he passes Mr. \n Harley, who is on his way in, carrying his ever-present brief \n case. Harley is accompanied by an enlisted M.P.", "HELEN\n There's another elevator we can use--\n\n She nods toward a side corridor and starts for it, Klaatu \n following.\n\n MED. SHOT", "The impact of this calm, quiet statement is shattering. Helen \n stares at him awe-struck. Then she speaks numbly, almost \n inaudibly.", "HELEN\n (looks at her watch, \n then back at him, \n awe-struck)\n Yes -- Just exactly.", "Helen hurries out of the building, hails a cab, gets into it \n and the cab drives off.\n\n INT. TOM'S OFFICE - CLOSE SHOT - TOM", "HELEN\n (in explanation)\n I was talking to Mr. Carpenter." ], [ "People scatter madly in all directions as the huge spaceship \n comes in for a landing on a smooth, grassy area. The", "tremendous roar of its motors is suddenly cut off and the \n great ship settles gently to a perfect landing.", "out and down to the ground. Klaatu mounts the ramp and \n disappears inside the ship, whereupon the ramp silently \n closes.", "After a long, tense moment, a ramp appears silently out of \n the side of the ship and slides down to the ground. There is", "KLAATU\n (with a quizzical \n smile)\n I shouldn't be at all surprised.\n\n Bobby's attention shifts to the ship.", "moves slightly out. He mounts the ramp, still carrying Helen, \n and disappears into the ship with her. And the ramp closes \n silently behind them.", "Searchlights have lighted up up the eerie shapes of the space \n ship and Gort. A circle of soldiers guard the area, while a \n crew of men can be seen working around the ship.", "as Klaatu enters. The huge shapes of the space ship and Gort \n loom large and eerie. Klaatu starts across the barren \n enclosure toward the ship.", "KLAATU\n Well -- there are several ways to \n reduce landing speed. You see, the \n velocity--", "Klaatu watches, fascinated, as he walks by. Then, having \n passed the kids, he tries the one-footed, then two-footed \n hop that characterizes the game.", "He lets out an inaudible gasp as he sees this. Bug-eyed, he \n glances quickly to the point where he last saw Klaatu. He is \n amazed at what he sees.", "as the soldiers pile out of their vehicles and close in on \n the place where Klaatu lies. He is their first and all-", "the men turns on the lights and Klaatu is revealed standing \n calmly in the doorway. There is a shocked silence for a \n moment, then Mrs. Crockett speaks.", "of the ship. Helen comes down the ramp to join Barnhardt, \n while Klaatu remains at the head of the ramp.", "There are cries of amazement as Gort walks slowly ponderously, \n down the ramp to the ground. As he does so, the ramp closes", "This is a temporary structure that has been erected to enclose \n the space ship and Gort. In front of the one small door are", "as Gort appears on the ramp and walks slowly down to the \n ground. In a moment, Klaatu and Helen appear at the entrance", "start to gather around Klaatu excitedly when suddenly there \n appears in the entrance to the space ship a huge robot. There \n is a gasp of amazement from the crowd and the solders draw", "and Nobel Prize winner, has invited fellow scientists from \n all over the world to meet with him in Washington and study \n the recently landed \"Space Ship.\"", "BOBBY\n (excitedly)\n Gee! How could they make a landing?" ], [ "start to gather around Klaatu excitedly when suddenly there \n appears in the entrance to the space ship a huge robot. There \n is a gasp of amazement from the crowd and the solders draw", "He glances around nervously to see that his companion has \n entered the building and is staring up at the robot, bug-", "TWO SHOT - HELEN AND GORT\n\n Helen watches him in an agony of suspense. Then the robot \n slowly bends down, picks her up in his arms and starts walking \n toward the space ship.", "She is held fascinated by the robot's staring eyes. For \n another moment it looks as if she would, break and run. But", "In the eerie light of the huge building, the great robot \n stands encased in a solid block of clear, transparent plastic.", "Before we start discussing plans, I \n want a report from Colonel Ryder. \n What about the robot, Colonel?", "MR. KRULL\n It's enough to give you the shakes. \n He's got that robot standing there -- \n ten-foot tall -- just waiting for \n orders to destroy us.", "back at sight of him. The robot is ten feet tall, is made in \n the almost-perfect image of a man. He is to be played by an", "lights up the cabin. The robot proceeds to a small door \n leading off the main cabin and disappears with Helen inside \n it.", "HELEN\n Gort?\n (puzzled)\n But he's a robot. I mean -- without \n you, what could he do?", "of his tank, the man is immobilized with terror. The robot \n starts to reach out to grab him.", "the building. Gort follows her with unhurried, inescapable \n strides. Unwittingly, Helen has run into a corner, and the \n robot is closing in on her.", "Bobby's eyes are wide with awe as he watches the giant robot.\n\n BOBBY\n Boy, I'll bet he's strong. I bet he \n could knock down a whole building.", "shooting through the barred window into the building. The \n huge robot looms large and eerie in the shadows cast by a \n couple of naked work-lights. His head is angled, away from \n the window.", "COLONEL\n I know you did. But the robots on \n the loose now and it isn't safe around \n here. You'll have to get your friends \n out of that building.", "BOBBY\n That robot fella grabbed 'em and \n dragged 'em inside!\n (his lips trembling)\n I like Mr. Carpenter -- but I'm \n scared, Mom.", "shooting over the backs of the soldiers as they reach the \n cell and look inside. There they see the giant robot picking \n up the body of Klaatu and starting deliberately toward the", "As we watch, the intermittent flashes of Klaatu's light appear \n on the wall ahead of Gort. Slowly, evenly, the robot's head \n turns to face the window.", "KLAATU\n Gort -- berengo.\n\n Gort moves off obediently.", "HARLEY\n My name is Harley -- Secretary to \n the President\n (Klaatu continues to" ], [ "moves slightly out. He mounts the ramp, still carrying Helen, \n and disappears into the ship with her. And the ramp closes \n silently behind them.", "ship. The ramp opens and Gort goes inside. Then the ramp \n closes after him.", "TWO SHOT - HELEN AND GORT\n\n Helen watches him in an agony of suspense. Then the robot \n slowly bends down, picks her up in his arms and starts walking \n toward the space ship.", "It is one of the lead vehicles in the group coming up behind \n the taxi. It mounts a .30 caliber machine gun and, with the \n Jeep still moving, the gunner fires a burst at Klaatu.", "CLOSE SHOT - KLAATU\n\n He nods and smiles at them with warm affection. Then he turns \n and disappears into the ship, and the ramp closes behind \n him.", "gaping hole in the side of the building. They raise their \n weapons and fire at Gort, but the bullets have no effect on \n him. Continuing uninterruptedly, he steps over the debris", "He lets out an inaudible gasp as he sees this. Bug-eyed, he \n glances quickly to the point where he last saw Klaatu. He is \n amazed at what he sees.", "as Klaatu enters. The huge shapes of the space ship and Gort \n loom large and eerie. Klaatu starts across the barren \n enclosure toward the ship.", "shooting at the driver, over the shoulders of Klaatu and \n Helen, as he turns and points out the Army vehicles to them \n with a shrug of bewilderment. They look ahead at the \n intersection they are approaching.", "as Klaatu falls to the ground wounded. The object he was \n holding has dropped from his hand and smashed. The soldiers", "TOM\n Helen, he's the man from the space \n ship!\n (she eyes him evenly,", "shooting over Klaatu's shoulder. As he watches, a Jeep filled \n with armed soldiers -- apparently regular patrol -- drives", "He turns and goes out.\n\n CLOSE SHOT - KLAATU", "With a polite nod, he goes out. Klaatu stares after him as \n he realizes that he is in effect a prisoner. He shakes his \n head slowly, thoughtfully. The ways of this planet are strange \n indeed.", "of the ship. Helen comes down the ramp to join Barnhardt, \n while Klaatu remains at the head of the ramp.", "as he leaves the concealing foliage and crosses the clear, \n grassy area surrounding the building. He stops and tries to \n see through the window.\n\n MED. SHOT - GORT", "as Klaatu walks calmly away from the ship, past the two \n unconscious guards and disappears out of the door.\n\n MED. CLOSE SHOT THE TWO GUARDS", "from Helen's viewpoint. There is an Army vehicle waiting in \n the side street.\n\n CLOSE SHOT - KLAATU\n\n as he looks out of his side of the cab.", "shooting against one of the huge fluted columns as Klaatu \n and Bobby come out of the building. Deeply preoccupied, Klaatu \n speaks with impatient urgency.", "INT. SPACE SHIP - TWO SHOT - KLAATU AND HELEN\n\n as Klaatu steps out from behind the sliding panel where he \n has changed into his \"other world\" tunic." ], [ "ship. The ramp opens and Gort goes inside. Then the ramp \n closes after him.", "moves slightly out. He mounts the ramp, still carrying Helen, \n and disappears into the ship with her. And the ramp closes \n silently behind them.", "TWO SHOT - HELEN AND GORT\n\n Helen watches him in an agony of suspense. Then the robot \n slowly bends down, picks her up in his arms and starts walking \n toward the space ship.", "CLOSE SHOT - GORT\n\n From inside him there comes an ominous crackling sound, as \n though power were being generated within him. His eyes flash \n toward the tank from which Klaatu was shot.", "as Klaatu falls to the ground wounded. The object he was \n holding has dropped from his hand and smashed. The soldiers", "With a polite nod, he goes out. Klaatu stares after him as \n he realizes that he is in effect a prisoner. He shakes his \n head slowly, thoughtfully. The ways of this planet are strange \n indeed.", "DISSOLVE TO:\n\n INT. BUILDING ENCLOSING SPACE SHIP - MED. SHOT - GORT - \n NIGHT", "shooting over the backs of the soldiers as they reach the \n cell and look inside. There they see the giant robot picking \n up the body of Klaatu and starting deliberately toward the", "He lets out an inaudible gasp as he sees this. Bug-eyed, he \n glances quickly to the point where he last saw Klaatu. He is \n amazed at what he sees.", "CAMERA FOLLOWS them as they turn into the side corridor. \n Helen leads the way to a small, automatic elevator. She \n presses the button and the doors open. Klaatu follows her \n in.", "MED. SHOT - SPACE SHIP\n\n From Bobby's viewpoint.\n\n TWO SHOT - B0BBY AND KLAATU", "The Detective takes Klaatu's arm and leads him toward the \n door. As they go they pass a Military Police Captain, who \n makes his way straight to the Lieutenant's desk.", "as Gort enters the empty building, still carrying the body \n of Klaatu. CAMERA PANS with him as he strides over to the", "Gort is still working over the body of Klaatu. From a socket \n in the wall he pulls a strange-looking hypodermic needle on", "and disappears, carrying Klaatu in his arms.", "gaping hole in the side of the building. They raise their \n weapons and fire at Gort, but the bullets have no effect on \n him. Continuing uninterruptedly, he steps over the debris", "MED. SHOT - THE SPACE SHIP\n\n From inside the ship comes the muffled roar of great power \n generating -- not the sound of earthly motors, but of a \n tremendous dynamo.", "It is one of the lead vehicles in the group coming up behind \n the taxi. It mounts a .30 caliber machine gun and, with the \n Jeep still moving, the gunner fires a burst at Klaatu.", "as the ramp comes down and Gort steps out. With grim, \n determined strides he starts toward the entrance of the \n building as the ramp silently closes.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:", "INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - CLOSE SHOT - KLAATU" ], [ "Alone in the cabin, Helen is still terrified. She looks up, \n startled as the door opens and Gort enters, carrying Klaatu's", "HARLEY\n My name is Harley -- Secretary to \n the President\n (Klaatu continues to", "He lets out an inaudible gasp as he sees this. Bug-eyed, he \n glances quickly to the point where he last saw Klaatu. He is \n amazed at what he sees.", "HELEN\n (staring at him)\n I -- I thought you were--\n\n KLAATU\n (nodding, with a smile)\n I was.", "This is KLAATU. He is completely human in appearance. The \n only unearthly thing about him is his clothing. He wears a", "TOM\n Helen, he's the man from the space \n ship!\n (she eyes him evenly,", "TWO SHOT - HELEN AND GORT\n\n Helen watches him in an agony of suspense. Then the robot \n slowly bends down, picks her up in his arms and starts walking \n toward the space ship.", "LIEUTENANT\n Your name's Carpenter -- that right?\n (Klaatu nods)", "moves slightly out. He mounts the ramp, still carrying Helen, \n and disappears into the ship with her. And the ramp closes \n silently behind them.", "The plastic is dripping off his legs now. With great effort, \n he pulls his legs free and steps out of the stuff. A huge \n figure in the heavy shadows, he moves slowly and menacingly \n toward Helen.", "KLAATU\n It was a gift. For your President.\n (glances at the broken \n object ruefully)\n With this he could have studied life \n on other planets.", "ship. The ramp opens and Gort goes inside. Then the ramp \n closes after him.", "as one of them slowly regains consciousness. Looking around, \n he sees the great figure of Gort and is terror-stricken. He \n shakes his companion frantically in an effort to bring him \n to.", "KLAATU\n No -- I'm afraid not.\n\n LIEUTENANT\n Well, how do I know who you are?", "As he slows his cab down, Helen leans forward into scene. \n Frenzied, she is about to urge the driver on when Klaatu \n puts a restraining hand on her shoulder.", "as Klaatu enters. The huge shapes of the space ship and Gort \n loom large and eerie. Klaatu starts across the barren \n enclosure toward the ship.", "KLAATU\n Who?\n\n HELEN\n Tom... He was there last night when \n Bobby told me what he saw.", "Harley is thoroughly shaken. The tremendous force and power \n implicit in Klaatus's manner preclude the possibility of \n argument.", "KLAATU\n (with a quizzical \n smile)\n I shouldn't be at all surprised.\n\n Bobby's attention shifts to the ship.", "KLAATU\n Warm and friendly and intelligent--\n (thoughtfully)\n You know -- he's the only real friend \n I've made since I've been here." ], [ "KLAATU\n My name is Carpenter and I'm a very \n earthy character living in a \n respectable boarding house.", "KLAATU\n My name is Klaatu.\n (noting that \n Barnhardt's expression", "HARLEY\n My name is Harley -- Secretary to \n the President\n (Klaatu continues to", "LIEUTENANT\n Your name's Carpenter -- that right?\n (Klaatu nods)", "HELEN\n (guiltily)\n Goodnight, Mr. Carpenter.\n\n Klaatu stops and turns to face them pleasantly.", "The Detective steps inside and Bobby closes the door, as \n Klaatu appears from the living room.\n\n DETECTIVE\n Your name Carpenter?", "CAMERA OVERTAKES the man as he pauses under the light of a \n street lamp, and reveals that it is Klaatu. He has stopped \n to look at something out of scene.", "The door to Klaatu's rooms opens and Major White appears. \n He's the man who attended Klaatu the day before. He closes", "KLAATU\n (coolly)\n Just Klaatu.", "HELEN\n (into phone)\n Mrs. Benson speaking.\n (recognizing the voice, \n she glances nervously \n at Klaatu)\n Oh, hello...", "With a polite nod, he goes out. Klaatu stares after him as \n he realizes that he is in effect a prisoner. He shakes his \n head slowly, thoughtfully. The ways of this planet are strange \n indeed.", "including Klaatu, who has wandered in from the dining room, \n unnoticed by Tom and Helen. Klaatu continues, with an air of \n wanting to be helpful without wanting to interfere.", "Klaatu goes out, closing the door behind him. Bobby hesitates \n a moment, puzzled and curious. Then he goes over to the door,", "BOBBY\n That's my father.\n (Klaatu glances at \n the boy, then nods \n understandingly)\n He was killed at a place called Anzio.", "Bewildered, Bobby looks from the blackboard up at Klaatu. \n Still studying the blackboard, Klaatu is shaking his head", "Klaatu moves one of the sliding panels and reaches for a \n suit of his \"other world\" clothing from behind the panel. \n With a nod of apology, he steps behind the panel to change.", "Klaatu watches, fascinated, as he walks by. Then, having \n passed the kids, he tries the one-footed, then two-footed \n hop that characterizes the game.", "HARLEY\n General --\n\n GENERAL\n (indicating Klaatu's \n room)\n Right in there, Mr. Harley.", "INT. BOBBY'S ROOM\n\n Bobby is at a table doing his homework and Klaatu has just \n finished explaining an arithmetic problem to him, as Helen \n enters, still putting on her coat.", "There is a door to the corridor and a door to Klaatu's room. \n In the small sitting room, talking in tones of hushed concern," ], [ "as Helen crosses the room to greet TOM STEVENS. He's a \n personable young man with a breezy manner and considerable \n charm. There is between them an easy air of Intimacy.", "My name is Tom Stevens. S-t-e-v-e-n-\n s.", "Tom is knocking softly at Klaatu's door. Getting no answer, \n he tries the door, pushes it open and peers in. Then he steps \n into the darkened room.", "He turns, with a little smile, and starts out of the room. \n Helen, still not quite decided, turns to Tom with a \n questioning look. Tom nods.\n\n DISSOLVE T0:", "SECRETARY\n Mrs. Benson is here.\n (turning to Helen)\n Go on in.\n\n Helen is starting for the door when it opens and Tom appears.", "TOM\n Helen, he's the man from the space \n ship!\n (she eyes him evenly,", "The secretary has a reaction of surprise, but she manages to \n stop Tom at his door. He has flipped on the lights in passing.", "I'm sorry Mr. Carpenter -- this is \n Tom Stevens.", "Tom disappears into his office, closing the door. The \n secretary is getting out a telephone directory when the \n corridor door opens and Helen enters, tense and nervous.", "TOM\n (preoccupied with his \n own excitement)\n Come on in.\n\n INT. TOM'S PRIVATE OFFICE - FULL SHOT", "TOM\n (irritated by her \n opposition)\n He's a menace to the whole world! \n It's our duty to turn him in.", "Nodding, Tom disappears into the hall and up the stairs. \n Still holding Bobby, Helen tries to dispel his fears by an \n appeal to logic.", "TOM\n (guiltily, defensive)\n Why not? Somebody's got to get rid \n of him.", "TOM\n He's not there.\n (crossing to Helen)\n But look what I found in his room", "as Helen opens the front door to admit Tom. He appears \n impatient, anxious to get going.\n\n HELEN\n Hello--", "It's a rather swank shop. Tom is standing at the counter \n phoning. The Jeweler is behind the counter examining a stone \n through his eyepiece.", "UPSTAIRS HALL - MED. SHOT\n\n Closing the door, Tom hurries along the hall and down the \n stairs", "TOM\n (impatiently)\n Important? Of course it's important. \n The point is we can do something \n about it.", "TOM\n (into phone)\n Yes?... What's his name, Margaret? \n General Cutler?", "Helen hurries out of the building, hails a cab, gets into it \n and the cab drives off.\n\n INT. TOM'S OFFICE - CLOSE SHOT - TOM" ], [ "BOBBY\n (somewhat surprised)\n Sure. Didn't you ever hear of \n Arlington Cemetery?", "BOBBY\n Is it different where you've been?\n (indicating the \n cemetery)\n Don't they have places like this?", "Klaatu and Bobby are approaching a bench beside a pathway \n overhung with trees. Bobby leads the way to the bench and \n they sit down. Klaatu's eyes stray out to the myriad crosses.", "BOBBY\n That's my father.\n (Klaatu glances at \n the boy, then nods \n understandingly)\n He was killed at a place called Anzio.", "Bobby and Klaatu come out of a wooded path into a section of \n the cemetery where the myriad crosses seem to reach into", "Klaatu's glance roves out thoughtfully to the infinite rows \n of crosses, and his eyes are sad as they return to Bobby.\n\n DISSOLVE TO:", "The two men burst out laughing and move off together. Bobby, \n who has missed the point of this by-play, looks at Klaatu,", "Bobby moves over to a pair of French doors beyond the window \n and tries to peer in through the curtained doors. He absently \n tries the doors and finds them locked. Then he turns away \n with a disappointed but philosophical shrug.", "Nodding, Tom disappears into the hall and up the stairs. \n Still holding Bobby, Helen tries to dispel his fears by an \n appeal to logic.", "himself to you and Bobby. After all, \n what do you know about him?", "He has opened the door and is standing in the doorway, his \n hand, still on the knob. He is smiling at Bobby with secret \n amusement. He's got an idea.", "Bobby looks at him, puzzled and impressed by this \n incomprehensible notion.\n\n BOBBY\n Gee -- that's a good idea.", "Not wanting to go into this any further, Helen blows him a \n kiss and backs out, closing the door. Bobby stands thinking", "Bobby decides he's got to find out. Hurriedly he laces on \n the shoe he had taken off, and peers out the door to find", "He turns and goes out, closing the door. A little distracted, \n Helen turns to Bobby.\n\n HELEN\n Go to bed, darling. You can finish \n that in the morning.", "infinity. They pause for a moment, then Bobby leads the way \n through one of the rows.", "With a polite nod he goes out the French doors, followed by \n Bobby. Hilda eyes the door for a moment, then glances down", "is the sound of running feet and in a moment the door is \n opened and Bobby appears.", "Disappointed that the set has been turned off, Bobby's roving \n eye has fallen on something in the doorway to the hall... \n Wide-eyed, he nudges his mother and points.", "Bobby gives him a look of amazement, then grins, assuming \n Klaatu was kidding and simply hasn't any money." ], [ "BARNHARDT\n (he suddenly pauses, \n thoughtfully)\n One thing, Mr. Klaatu. Suppose this \n group should reject your proposals. \n What is the alternative?", "Barnhardt is forced reluctantly to accept Klaatu's refusal \n to go any further. After a moment's thought, he speaks \n seriously, but with a twinkle in his eye.", "Klaatu and Helen are watching and listening, as the last \n sentence of Barnhardt's speech above comes over the speaker.", "Klaatu's bland manner leaves Barnhardt shaken, almost wishing \n he'd never started this business.\n\n FADE OUT:", "Barnhardt stands silent for a moment, trying to collect his \n shattered thoughts. Klaatu watches him as he starts pacing \n again.", "Barnhardt closes the door and turns to find Klaatu watching \n him with a faint smile. Barnhardt sinks into a chair, trying \n to adjust his mind.", "KLAATU\n My name is Klaatu.\n (noting that \n Barnhardt's expression", "KLAATU\n I came here to warn you that, by \n threatening danger, your planet faces \n danger -- very grave danger. I am \n prepared, however, to offer a \n solution.", "BARNHARDT\n (studying Klaatu \n curiously)\n Thank you, Captain.", "KLAATU\n (dryly)\n You have faith, Professor Barnhardt", "Klaatu is unable to say any more. He is dead. Helen looks \n around wildly, helplessly, with tears and terror in her eyes.\n\n MED. SHOT", "KLAATU\n It's very important, Lieutenant, \n that I see Professor Barnhardt.\n\n DETECTIVE\n Come on, Mr. Carpenter--", "All are deeply moved and impressed. In the mind of each is \n the burning question that Klaatu has posed for them.\n\n LONG SHOT - THE SHIP", "Klaatu glances at the work Barnhardt has been doing on the \n board. Then he points to one of the expressions in an \n equation.", "KLAATU\n Bobby -- I have an idea. Let's go \n see Professor Barnhardt and find out \n how he talks.", "He steps out into the hall, closing the door. Barnhardt \n continues to study Klaatu for a moment, then points to the", "Klaatu flips off the switch, which cuts off the view of the \n meeting and also Barnhardt's voice. At this moment Gort moves \n across the cabin and Klaatu speaks to him.", "KLAATU\n We came to see Professor Barnhardt.", "BARNHARDT\n (musing admiringly on \n Klaatu's cleverness)\n What a brilliant idea. I never would \n have thought of it.", "KLAATU\n I can see no other hope for your \n planet. If the meeting should fail, \n then I'm afraid there is no hope." ], [ "Helen is genuinely upset at the thought of his leaving and \n the knowledge that he is to die. There is a compelling warmth \n of feeling between these two.", "The impact of this calm, quiet statement is shattering. Helen \n stares at him awe-struck. Then she speaks numbly, almost \n inaudibly.", "Helen is surprised to get this corroboration for Klaatu's \n story. Sensing his mother's uneasiness, the boy looks for \n something intriguing -- some deep, dark secret.", "He rushes into Helen's arms, clutching her desperately, trying \n to hold back his tears.", "Helen watches him, a little uneasy in his presence. She is \n fond of him, and she can't help being curious and concerned \n about his brush with the police.", "As the great, hulking figure approaches, Helen can't stand \n her ground. She turns and runs wildly toward the far end of", "HELEN\n Hello, darling.\n (she kisses Bobby, \n then turns", "This recalls to Helen something she had forgotten and she \n stops in sudden concern.\n\n HELEN\n No, wait a minute -- there's someone \n else.", "HELEN\n After all, he was shot the moment he \n landed here.\n (she pauses for a \n moment thoughtfully)\n I was just wondering what I would \n do.", "HELEN\n Maybe he's afraid.\n\n MRS. BARLEY\n (with a derisive snort)\n He's afraid!", "HELEN\n (good-naturedly, \n calming him down)\n That's enough, Bobby. I think it's \n time you went to bed.", "Helen is staring at him in awe, but also in complete \n admiration and sympathy.\n\n HELEN\n Yes, of course. Of course I do.", "HELEN\n (smiling warmly)\n Good morning.\n\n Tom kisses her.", "HELEN\n Never mind about that.\n (urgently, with great \n concern)\n You've got to promise me you won't \n say a word to anybody.", "You get the feeling that Helen and Ton have spent a very \n enjoyable day together and are reluctant to say goodnight. \n Tom puts his arm around her and kisses her.", "It is about 3:30 the following evening. Helen is sitting in \n a chair leafing through a magazine. She is dressed to go", "Helen is deeply moved by Klaatu's affection for the boy, She \n tried to dismiss her curiosity about him, but she can't. She \n decides to face it.", "Helen hurries out of the building, hails a cab, gets into it \n and the cab drives off.\n\n INT. TOM'S OFFICE - CLOSE SHOT - TOM", "HELEN\n (holding him close to \n her sympathetically)", "He turns, with a little smile, and starts out of the room. \n Helen, still not quite decided, turns to Tom with a \n questioning look. Tom nods.\n\n DISSOLVE T0:" ], [ "KLAATU\n My name is Klaatu.\n (noting that \n Barnhardt's expression", "LIEUTENANT\n Your name's Carpenter -- that right?\n (Klaatu nods)", "HARLEY\n My name is Harley -- Secretary to \n the President\n (Klaatu continues to", "KLAATU\n My name is Carpenter and I'm a very \n earthy character living in a \n respectable boarding house.", "BOBBY\n That's my father.\n (Klaatu glances at \n the boy, then nods \n understandingly)\n He was killed at a place called Anzio.", "KLAATU\n (coolly)\n Just Klaatu.", "With a polite nod, he goes out. Klaatu stares after him as \n he realizes that he is in effect a prisoner. He shakes his \n head slowly, thoughtfully. The ways of this planet are strange \n indeed.", "HELEN\n (guiltily)\n Goodnight, Mr. Carpenter.\n\n Klaatu stops and turns to face them pleasantly.", "Klaatu watches, fascinated, as he walks by. Then, having \n passed the kids, he tries the one-footed, then two-footed \n hop that characterizes the game.", "Klaatu moves one of the sliding panels and reaches for a \n suit of his \"other world\" clothing from behind the panel. \n With a nod of apology, he steps behind the panel to change.", "CAMERA OVERTAKES the man as he pauses under the light of a \n street lamp, and reveals that it is Klaatu. He has stopped \n to look at something out of scene.", "He lets out an inaudible gasp as he sees this. Bug-eyed, he \n glances quickly to the point where he last saw Klaatu. He is \n amazed at what he sees.", "Klaatu goes out, closing the door behind him. Bobby hesitates \n a moment, puzzled and curious. Then he goes over to the door,", "Bobby gives him a look of amazement, then grins, assuming \n Klaatu was kidding and simply hasn't any money.", "then after the men. As they move out of scene they laugh \n loudly at the little boy's confusion. Klaatu takes Bobby's \n hand to lead him away from the roped-off area.", "Bobby looks up at him in bewilderment. After a moment Klaatu \n speaks slowly, thoughtfully.", "The Detective steps inside and Bobby closes the door, as \n Klaatu appears from the living room.\n\n DETECTIVE\n Your name Carpenter?", "Bewildered, Bobby looks from the blackboard up at Klaatu. \n Still studying the blackboard, Klaatu is shaking his head", "B0BBY\n You mean the smartest man in the \n whole world?\n\n KLAATU\n Yes -- that would do nicely.", "and disappears, carrying Klaatu in his arms." ], [ "Tom is knocking softly at Klaatu's door. Getting no answer, \n he tries the door, pushes it open and peers in. Then he steps \n into the darkened room.", "Tom's remark, and there is an awkward moment. Klaatu is \n completely unperturbed, but Helen is embarrassed.", "as Klaatu falls to the ground wounded. The object he was \n holding has dropped from his hand and smashed. The soldiers", "including Klaatu, who has wandered in from the dining room, \n unnoticed by Tom and Helen. Klaatu continues, with an air of \n wanting to be helpful without wanting to interfere.", "He lets out an inaudible gasp as he sees this. Bug-eyed, he \n glances quickly to the point where he last saw Klaatu. He is \n amazed at what he sees.", "the smashed object on the ground curiously and turns \n questioningly to Klaatu. With great dignity, Klaatu picks up \n the broken object, which we see well for the first time. It", "as Harley enters. Klaatu is up out of bed, walking around in \n a Medical Corps robe and pajamas. He appears to be completely \n recovered.", "Klaatu moves one of the sliding panels and reaches for a \n suit of his \"other world\" clothing from behind the panel. \n With a nod of apology, he steps behind the panel to change.", "as Klaatu slowly lifts himself to a sitting position. Helen \n watches breathlessly as he glances around the room, as though", "Barnhardt closes the door and turns to find Klaatu watching \n him with a faint smile. Barnhardt sinks into a chair, trying \n to adjust his mind.", "Reluctantly Harley has picked up his hat and brief case. He \n finds Klaatu staring out the window.\n\n CLOSE SHOT - KLAATU", "INT. KLAATU'S ROOM - FULL SHOT", "Klaatu starts toward the platoon leader, raising the object \n he holds toward the man, trying to make clear his intentions.", "Klaatu walks slowly down the ramp toward the soldiers. As he \n does so, he draws from inside his tunic a strange looking", "Klaatu steps aside as she hurries nervously into the dining \n room. He turns, puzzled, to find Helen watching with a slight \n smile.", "There is a door to the corridor and a door to Klaatu's room. \n In the small sitting room, talking in tones of hushed concern,", "HARLEY\n General --\n\n GENERAL\n (indicating Klaatu's \n room)\n Right in there, Mr. Harley.", "The door to Klaatu's rooms opens and Major White appears. \n He's the man who attended Klaatu the day before. He closes", "After a glance at the front door, Klaatu joins Bobby at the \n window and looks in.\n\n FULL SHOT - BARNHARDT'S STUDY", "lock of Klaatu's door. To his surprise he finds that the \n door is not locked. He exchanges a glance with the nurse, \n then pulls the door open and hurries inside." ], [ "Helen rushes into scene, dropping down to hold Klaatu's head \n in her arms. He looks up at her with a feeble smile. Then \n his face takes on an expression of urgency.", "Klaatu steps aside as she hurries nervously into the dining \n room. He turns, puzzled, to find Helen watching with a slight \n smile.", "INT. SPACE SHIP - TWO SHOT - KLAATU AND HELEN\n\n as Klaatu steps out from behind the sliding panel where he \n has changed into his \"other world\" tunic.", "Klaatu and Helen are watching and listening, as the last \n sentence of Barnhardt's speech above comes over the speaker.", "as Klaatu slowly lifts himself to a sitting position. Helen \n watches breathlessly as he glances around the room, as though", "As he slows his cab down, Helen leans forward into scene. \n Frenzied, she is about to urge the driver on when Klaatu \n puts a restraining hand on her shoulder.", "Helen turns and starts determinedly for the lobby door, \n followed by Klaatu, as we--\n\n DISSOLVE TO:\n\n INT. TELEPHONE BOOTH", "HELEN\n (into phone)\n Mrs. Benson speaking.\n (recognizing the voice, \n she glances nervously \n at Klaatu)\n Oh, hello...", "In the dim light of the stalled elevator, Klaatu is finishing \n explaining to Helen the story of his mission. Overwhelmed by \n the staggering import of what he has told her, Helen is \n listening with great interest and concern.", "INT. BOBBY'S ROOM\n\n Bobby is at a table doing his homework and Klaatu has just \n finished explaining an arithmetic problem to him, as Helen \n enters, still putting on her coat.", "HELEN\n (staring at him)\n I -- I thought you were--\n\n KLAATU\n (nodding, with a smile)\n I was.", "Klaatu and the Detective nod to Helen and they go out. Helen \n watches the door close with real concern, wondering why the", "HELEN\n There's another elevator we can use--\n\n She nods toward a side corridor and starts for it, Klaatu \n following.\n\n MED. SHOT", "Klaatu is unable to say any more. He is dead. Helen looks \n around wildly, helplessly, with tears and terror in her eyes.\n\n MED. SHOT", "as Helen and Klaatu come out of the elevator and start across \n the lobby, CAMERA HOLDING ON THEM. Helen is preoccupied with \n concern for Klaatu's safety.", "CAMERA FOLLOWS them as they turn into the side corridor. \n Helen leads the way to a small, automatic elevator. She \n presses the button and the doors open. Klaatu follows her \n in.", "The Detective is putting on his hat and preparing to leave \n with Klaatu as Helen enters. There is a moment of awkwardness", "HELEN\n (with a nervous glance \n at Klaatu)", "of the ship. Helen comes down the ramp to join Barnhardt, \n while Klaatu remains at the head of the ramp.", "INT. ELEVATOR - TWO SHOT - KLAATU AND HELEN" ], [ "Tom disappears into his office, closing the door. The \n secretary is getting out a telephone directory when the \n corridor door opens and Helen enters, tense and nervous.", "He turns, with a little smile, and starts out of the room. \n Helen, still not quite decided, turns to Tom with a \n questioning look. Tom nods.\n\n DISSOLVE T0:", "Helen hurries out of the building, hails a cab, gets into it \n and the cab drives off.\n\n INT. TOM'S OFFICE - CLOSE SHOT - TOM", "HELEN\n (evenly, with quiet \n tension)\n All right, Tom -- it's true. I know \n it's true.", "HELEN\n That's what I'm trying to tell you. \n We mustn't do anything about it. \n Believe me, Tom, I know what I'm \n talking about.", "TOM\n Helen, he's the man from the space \n ship!\n (she eyes him evenly,", "as Tom follows Helen inside and closes the door. He turns to \n her, his voice tense with excitement.", "Helen tries to shush Tom, not wanting to re-stimulate Bobby's \n imagination, but it's too late.", "TOM\n He's not there.\n (crossing to Helen)\n But look what I found in his room", "As the impact of this sinks in, Helen and Tom turn to stare \n at each other in questioning consternation.\n\n FADE OUT:\n\n FADE IN:", "SECRETARY\n Mrs. Benson is here.\n (turning to Helen)\n Go on in.\n\n Helen is starting for the door when it opens and Tom appears.", "as Helen opens the front door to admit Tom. He appears \n impatient, anxious to get going.\n\n HELEN\n Hello--", "HELEN\n (smiling warmly)\n Good morning.\n\n Tom kisses her.", "Helen glances quickly at the Detective, then at Klaatu, \n surprised and troubled. She turns to Bobby to cover her \n confusion.", "Nodding, Tom disappears into the hall and up the stairs. \n Still holding Bobby, Helen tries to dispel his fears by an \n appeal to logic.", "As they enter from the hall, Helen turns to Tom reproachfully.\n\n HELEN\n (quietly)\n Oh, Tom, that was awful.", "HELEN\n I'm not going to marry anybody.\n\n She turns and runs quickly out of the room. Tom's inclination \n is to follow her, when his connection is completed.", "Helen is genuinely upset at the thought of his leaving and \n the knowledge that he is to die. There is a compelling warmth \n of feeling between these two.", "The impact of this calm, quiet statement is shattering. Helen \n stares at him awe-struck. Then she speaks numbly, almost \n inaudibly.", "HELEN\n I'm not going to let you do it, Tom.\n (with deep personal \n urgency)\n Believe me, this is literally the \n most important thing in the world." ], [ "the smashed object on the ground curiously and turns \n questioningly to Klaatu. With great dignity, Klaatu picks up \n the broken object, which we see well for the first time. It", "as Klaatu falls to the ground wounded. The object he was \n holding has dropped from his hand and smashed. The soldiers", "is a delicately-made tubular telescope, badly smashed. On it \n are indications of small electronic gadgets.", "This is revealed as a weirdly equipped laboratory, the walls \n of which are lined with the most complex array of mechanical", "We discarded instruments like this \n many centuries ago.\n (he paces thoughtfully)\n So long as you were limited to", "and electronic apparatus. Gort sets Helen down on a stool \n and indicates for her to stay there. Too terrified to move, \n Helen watches as he busies himself with the apparatus. He", "Gort fiddles with the dials again and there are electrical \n cracklings and sputterings. Suddenly he flips a switch and", "crash and clatter of metal, every weapon in sight is \n destroyed. The two machine guns are little heaps of junk.", "KLAATU\n It was a gift. For your President.\n (glances at the broken \n object ruefully)\n With this he could have studied life \n on other planets.", "From inside him comes a new and terribly sharp crackling. \n sound. And from his eyes two pencils of light dart out. After \n a moment the crackling sound stops and the light goes off.", "Disappointed that the set has been turned off, Bobby's roving \n eye has fallen on something in the doorway to the hall... \n Wide-eyed, he nudges his mother and points.", "body over to a long counter. Once again he starts fiddling \n with knobs, switches and dials. As Helen watches, speechless,", "She is held fascinated by the robot's staring eyes. For \n another moment it looks as if she would, break and run. But", "After an impressive moment, he raises his arms in the \n universal gesture of neutrality. Then he speaks, in perfect \n English, his voice amplified as though through an enunciator.", "It is as though he had slapped her across the face. Suddenly \n he has revealed himself, naked and distasteful. Feeling guilty", "He looks up at the roof of the building, and once again we \n hear the peculiar generating sound from within him.\n\n MED. LONG SHOT", "starts flipping switches and turning dials. As a result, \n lights begin to flash and there's a strange series of \n mechanical noises.", "His face is thoughtful as he finishes reading. This story \n seems to impress and interest him. Then suddenly he finds \n his attention caught at what the Radio Voice is saying.", "including the delegates, the space ship, everything that is \n inside the building. As we watch, the roof and walls of the \n temporary structure suddenly disintegrate as the tanks did", "A couple of engineers are working feverishly over a huge and \n complicated control panel. They are working by the light of \n two incongruous and ineffectual candles." ], [ "BOBBY\n (after a moments \n thought)\n Well -- Professor Barnhardt, I guess. \n He's the greatest scientist in the \n world.", "Bobby looks at him, puzzled and impressed by this \n incomprehensible notion.\n\n BOBBY\n Gee -- that's a good idea.", "himself to you and Bobby. After all, \n what do you know about him?", "Bobby gives him a look of amazement, then grins, assuming \n Klaatu was kidding and simply hasn't any money.", "The two men burst out laughing and move off together. Bobby, \n who has missed the point of this by-play, looks at Klaatu,", "Bobby is impressed by the depth and sincerity of Klaatu's \n tribute, but a little confused by his air of having discovered", "Pulled out of his reverie, Klaatu glances down at Bobby and \n smiles apologetically. Bobby grins back at him. Then, as", "is the sound of running feet and in a moment the door is \n opened and Bobby appears.", "BOBBY\n (enthusiastically)\n Boy, we had a swell time. Didn't we, \n Mr. Carpenter?", "Bobby moves over to a pair of French doors beyond the window \n and tries to peer in through the curtained doors. He absently \n tries the doors and finds them locked. Then he turns away \n with a disappointed but philosophical shrug.", "KLAATU\n Bobby -- who's the greatest man in \n America today?", "Bobby looks up at him in bewilderment. After a moment Klaatu \n speaks slowly, thoughtfully.", "HELEN\n Hello, darling.\n (she kisses Bobby, \n then turns", "BOBBY\n That's my father.\n (Klaatu glances at \n the boy, then nods \n understandingly)\n He was killed at a place called Anzio.", "Bobby decides he's got to find out. Hurriedly he laces on \n the shoe he had taken off, and peers out the door to find", "B0BBY\n You mean the smartest man in the \n whole world?\n\n KLAATU\n Yes -- that would do nicely.", "He has opened the door and is standing in the doorway, his \n hand, still on the knob. He is smiling at Bobby with secret \n amusement. He's got an idea.", "BOBBY\n (puzzling it over)\n Gee -- I don't know... The space \n man, I guess.", "BOBBY\n Honest, Mom, I saw him. It just opened \n up and he walked right in. And that \n great big iron man was moving around!", "BOBBY\n (slowly)\n Okay." ], [ "KLAATU\n I came here to warn you that, by \n threatening danger, your planet faces \n danger -- very grave danger. I am \n prepared, however, to offer a \n solution.", "KLAATU\n I can see no other hope for your \n planet. If the meeting should fail, \n then I'm afraid there is no hope.", "All are deeply moved and impressed. In the mind of each is \n the burning question that Klaatu has posed for them.\n\n LONG SHOT - THE SHIP", "Klaatu is unable to say any more. He is dead. Helen looks \n around wildly, helplessly, with tears and terror in her eyes.\n\n MED. SHOT", "BARNHARDT\n (he suddenly pauses, \n thoughtfully)\n One thing, Mr. Klaatu. Suppose this \n group should reject your proposals. \n What is the alternative?", "With a polite nod, he goes out. Klaatu stares after him as \n he realizes that he is in effect a prisoner. He shakes his \n head slowly, thoughtfully. The ways of this planet are strange \n indeed.", "Klaatu's bland manner leaves Barnhardt shaken, almost wishing \n he'd never started this business.\n\n FADE OUT:", "Klaatu and Helen are watching and listening, as the last \n sentence of Barnhardt's speech above comes over the speaker.", "KLAATU\n (somewhat sharply)\n This is not a personal matter, Mr. \n Harley. It concerns all the people \n on your planet.", "some thing or he wouldn't be here.\n (facing Klaatu)\n That make sense, Carpenter?", "Bobby looks up at him in bewilderment. After a moment Klaatu \n speaks slowly, thoughtfully.", "KLAATU\n (with some bitterness)\n It was my intention to discuss this \n officially -- with all the nations", "KLAATU\n (ignoring the \n invitation)\n I would like to explain something of \n my mission here.", "As Klaatu nods and prepares to follow him, Bobby speaks to \n Klaatu.\n\n BOBBY\n Aw, gee -- we didn't finish our story.", "Bobby gives him a look of amazement, then grins, assuming \n Klaatu was kidding and simply hasn't any money.", "KLAATU\n Violent action -- since that seems \n to be the only thing you people \n understand.", "KLAATU\n We of the other planets have long \n accepted this principle. We have an \n organization for the mutual protection", "KLAATU\n My name is Klaatu.\n (noting that \n Barnhardt's expression", "KLAATU\n (sternly)\n I will not speak to any one nation \n or group of nations.", "KLAATU\n We had our atomic wars -- thousands \n of years ago.\n (he smiles wryly)" ], [ "TWO SHOT - HELEN AND GORT\n\n Helen watches him in an agony of suspense. Then the robot \n slowly bends down, picks her up in his arms and starts walking \n toward the space ship.", "the building. Gort follows her with unhurried, inescapable \n strides. Unwittingly, Helen has run into a corner, and the \n robot is closing in on her.", "moves slightly out. He mounts the ramp, still carrying Helen, \n and disappears into the ship with her. And the ramp closes \n silently behind them.", "Alone in the cabin, Helen is still terrified. She looks up, \n startled as the door opens and Gort enters, carrying Klaatu's", "and electronic apparatus. Gort sets Helen down on a stool \n and indicates for her to stay there. Too terrified to move, \n Helen watches as he busies himself with the apparatus. He", "HELEN\n Gort?\n (puzzled)\n But he's a robot. I mean -- without \n you, what could he do?", "ship. The ramp opens and Gort goes inside. Then the ramp \n closes after him.", "HELEN\n Gort--!\n (with desperate clarity)\n Klaatu -- barada -- nikto.\n\n CLOSE SHOT - GORT", "Klaatu is unable to say any more. He is dead. Helen looks \n around wildly, helplessly, with tears and terror in her eyes.\n\n MED. SHOT", "Helen rushes into scene, dropping down to hold Klaatu's head \n in her arms. He looks up at her with a feeble smile. Then \n his face takes on an expression of urgency.", "lights up the cabin. The robot proceeds to a small door \n leading off the main cabin and disappears with Helen inside \n it.", "TWO SHOT - HELEN AND GORT\n\n as the great robot bends over her menacingly, arms \n outstretched as though to grab or smash her.", "as Gort appears on the ramp and walks slowly down to the \n ground. In a moment, Klaatu and Helen appear at the entrance", "In the dim light of the stalled elevator, Klaatu is finishing \n explaining to Helen the story of his mission. Overwhelmed by \n the staggering import of what he has told her, Helen is \n listening with great interest and concern.", "As he slows his cab down, Helen leans forward into scene. \n Frenzied, she is about to urge the driver on when Klaatu \n puts a restraining hand on her shoulder.", "start to gather around Klaatu excitedly when suddenly there \n appears in the entrance to the space ship a huge robot. There \n is a gasp of amazement from the crowd and the solders draw", "CAMERA MOVES IN on Klaatu as he is saying goodbye to Barnhardt \n and Helen. He turns then and speaks to Gort, glancing up at \n the building as he does so.", "Gort is still working over the body of Klaatu. From a socket \n in the wall he pulls a strange-looking hypodermic needle on", "Ignoring Helen completely, Gort finishes his work. Then he \n moves to the door and goes out, closing the door behind him.", "Klaatu and the Detective nod to Helen and they go out. Helen \n watches the door close with real concern, wondering why the" ], [ "KLAATU\n It was a gift. For your President.\n (glances at the broken \n object ruefully)\n With this he could have studied life \n on other planets.", "the smashed object on the ground curiously and turns \n questioningly to Klaatu. With great dignity, Klaatu picks up \n the broken object, which we see well for the first time. It", "papers)\n The President accepted your suggestion \n and cabled the invitations for a \n meeting last night.\n (grimly)", "HARLEY\n The President asked me to convey his \n deepest apologies for what has \n happened. We all feel--", "as Klaatu falls to the ground wounded. The object he was \n holding has dropped from his hand and smashed. The soldiers", "hardened diplomatist, can't help being impressed by his \n present assignment and a little awed by Klaatu. Harley \n obviously has been sent by the President to find out what he", "HARLEY\n Now that you understand the situation \n more clearly, perhaps you'd like to \n discuss the matter with the President", "including the delegates, the space ship, everything that is \n inside the building. As we watch, the roof and walls of the \n temporary structure suddenly disintegrate as the tanks did", "HARLEY\n I will make that recommendation to \n the President.\n (he picks up his brief", "After an impressive moment, he raises his arms in the \n universal gesture of neutrality. Then he speaks, in perfect \n English, his voice amplified as though through an enunciator.", "now, all communications are out \n telephone, radio, cable -- everything.\n (gravely)\n I can tell you that the President is", "directed by the Joint Chiefs to find \n a means of immobilizing him. We \n accomplished that this morning by", "present time. Representation could \n be sent only if the meeting were \n held in Washington.\"\n (he looks up at Klaatu", "MAJOR WHITE\n He still wants to see the President.\n\n COLONEL\n (to General)\n We informed the White House over an \n hour ago.", "It is as though he had slapped her across the face. Suddenly \n he has revealed himself, naked and distasteful. Feeling guilty", "air. During the ensuing speech, a man comes in a hands him a \n sheaf of news bulletins.", "HARLEY\n My name is Harley -- Secretary to \n the President\n (Klaatu continues to", "as Gort resumes breaking out of the plastic. There is no \n sign of the two soldiers.\n\n EXT. MALL - MED. CLOSE SHOT - HELEN - NIGHT", "momentarily considering the idea of making a break. The \n Detective, sensitive to such a possibility, hooks his arm \n under Klaatu's and nods his head toward the sidewalk in silent", "Their eyes meet for a moment, neither willing to conjecture \n what this might mean. The very quietness of the operation is \n ominous and menacing. Their faces show grave concern." ] ]

[ "What is the alien's name?", "What phrase must Helen speak to Gort?", "Which hospital is the alien taken to at the beginning?", "Where does the name Mr. Carpenter come from?", "What two famous places does Bobby take the alien to?", "Who does Bobby say is the greatest living person?", "What is reserved for the Almighty Spirit?", "Who finds the diamond in Mr. Carpenter's room?", "During the moment Helen and Mr. Carpenter are on the service elevator, what time does it suddenly stop?", "Where does the flying saucer land?", "What is the robot's name?", "Who shoots the alien the first time he leaves his space ship?", "Where is the alien taken after he is shot?", "What is the alien's name?", "What name does Klaatu use at the boarding house?", "Who is Tom Stephens?", "Where is Bobby's father buried?", "What does Klaatu tell Professor Barnhardt will happen if his message is ignored?", "What is the name of Helen's son?", "How did Klaatu choose the name he used at the boarding house he escaped to?", "What object did Tom find in Klaatu's room?", "Where at Helen's workplace were Helen and Klaatu when he revealed his identity?", "What did Helen do when Tom tells the military of his suspicions?", "What was the broken device?", "Who did Bobby suggest was the greatest living person?", "What did Klaatu say would happen if his message was ignored by Earth's people?", "What caused the robot, Gorto, to carry Helen into the spaceship at the end of the story?", "What was the purpose of the broken gift for the president?" ]

[ [ "Klaatu.", "Klaatu" ], [ "Klaatu barada nikto.", "Klattu" ], [ "Walter Reed Hospital. ", "Walter Reed Hospital." ], [ "Dry cleaner's tag on a suit. ", "The name on the suit he borrowed." ], [ "Arlington National Cemetery and the Lincoln Memorial. ", "Arlington national cemetary, and the lincoln memorial" ], [ "Professor Barnhardt.", "Professor Barnhardt." ], [ "The power of life and death. ", "the power of life and death" ], [ "Tom Stephens.", "Tom" ], [ "At noon. ", "At noon." ], [ "In Washington, D.C.", "Washington,D.C." ], [ "Gort.", "Gort" ], [ "A nervous Army soldier.", "A nervous soldier " ], [ "To Walter Reed Hospital.", "Walter Reed Medical Hospital" ], [ "Klaatu.", "Klaatu" ], [ "Mr. Carpenter.", "Mr. Carpenter" ], [ "Helen Benson's boyfriend.", "Helen's boyfriend" ], [ "Arlington National Cemetery.", "Arlington National Cemetery." ], [ "Earth will be eliminated.", "Earth will be eliminated " ], [ "Bobby.", "Bobby." ], [ "It was the name on the dry cleaner tag on the suit he borrowed.", "It was the name on the dry cleaner's uniform." ], [ "A diamond.", "A diamond" ], [ "In an empty service elevator.", "In an elevator." ], [ "She broke up with him.", "Breaks up with him" ], [ "A gift for the president.", "A gift to study life on other planets." ], [ "Professor Barnhardt.", "Professor Barnhardt" ], [ "Earth will be eliminated.", "Earth would be destroyed" ], [ "She told him the three words, klaatu barrada nikto.", "Helen saying Klaatu's three words." ], [ "It would have enabled him to study life on other planets.", "To help him study life from other planets" ] ]

[ [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama runs across from where she was and throws her arms around Cliff and gives him a big smackeroo on the lips. Cliff's a little startled. Alabama's bubbling like a Fresca.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama throws her arms around Dick, and gives him a quick kiss. After she breaks, Clarence does the same. Clarence and Alabama walk right past Dick and into his apartment.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama's wearing one of Clarence's old shirts. She's curled up in a chair crying. Clarence approaches her. She tries to compose herself.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, who's been hearing gunshots, bursts through the door, gun drawn, only to see Alabama, hitting a dead guy on the head, with a shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Later. Alabama's sitting Indian-style going through Clarence's photo album. Clarence is behind her planting little kisses on her neck and shoulders.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The front swings open and Clarence walks in. Alabama jumps off the couch and runs toward Clarence, before she reaches him he blurts out:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama takes a bite of pie, puts down her fork, and looks at Clarence.", "Alabama is crying over Clarence, then she feels something in", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence flips open the suitcase. Alabama's and her husband's jaws drop.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is driving like mad. Alabama's passed out in the passenger seat. She's muttering to herself. Clarence has one hand on the steering wheel and the other strokes Alabama's hair.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns toward Alabama and yells to her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">When Alabama gets right behind Clarence, her foot thunks a discarded wine bottle, causing her to trip and spill her popcorn over Clarence.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama reaches the bathroom and finds Clarence.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"dia\">Sweety?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence leaves. Except for the TV playing, the room is quiet. Alabama sits on the couch.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Oh, you're speaking of my charming wife Mrs. Alabama Worley.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Before Dick can respond Clarence puts Alabama on the phone.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence steps back into the living room, holding a bunch of little ceramic fruit magnets in his hand. He throws his other arm around Alabama.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"dia\">It's over on the TV. All it says is: \"Dear Clarence.\" I couldn't write", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, Alabama and Dick exchange looks.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"right\">BACK TO:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence sits down on the hotel room bed. Alabama, wearing only a long T-shirt with a big picture of Bullwinkle on it, crawls behind him." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">In a cute, all-night wedding chapel. Clarence dressed in a rented tuxedo and Alabama in a rented white wedding gown.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She's looking into Clarence's eyes. He turns and meets her gaze.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is completely taken back. They meet in a long, passionate lovers' kiss. Their kiss breaks and slowly the world comes back to normal.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence looks at her closely. He picks up his soda and sucks on the straw until it makes that slurping sound. He puts it aside and stares into her soul.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">That rhymes.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He kisses her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns and sees this beautiful girl all alone moving towards him. He turns his attention back to the screen, trying not to be so obvious.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama throws her arms around Dick, and gives him a quick kiss. After she breaks, Clarence does the same. Clarence and Alabama walk right past Dick and into his apartment.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She opens the door and starts out. Clarence turns to his dad as the door shuts.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Will you be my wife?\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">When Alabama gives her answer, her voice cracks.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He gives her some more money.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">This should cover it, Auggie-Doggie.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He downs his wine. Clarence fills his glass.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff's completely aghast. He just stares, unable to come to grips with what Clarence has told him.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and Alabama are outside the theater. With the marquee lit up in the background they both perform unskilled martial arts moves. Clarence and Alabama break up laughing.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">It's pretty late at night. Clarence steps", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Lucy laughs.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Well, enough about the King, how 'bout you?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and a nice-looking YOUNG WOMAN are watching for him in front of his trailer.\n\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">CLOSEUP - CLIFF", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The front swings open and Clarence walks in. Alabama jumps off the couch and runs toward Clarence, before she reaches him he blurts out:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She looks at Clarence, having a hard time getting a word out.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and the Young Woman walk over to the car. Clarence sticks his face through the driver's side window.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She shows Clarence her driver's license." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns and sees that the voice belongs to Elvis Presley. Clarence isn't surprised to see him.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He takes the magazine from the Customer's hands and starts flipping to the Elvis article.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence looks at Elvis.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence's bedroom is a pop culture explosion. Movie posters, pictures of Elvis, anything you can imagine. The two walk through the door.", "horrible sweater. Elvis ain't no sweater boy. I even think they got him \nwearin' penny loafers. Despite all that shit, all the highbrows at the", "party, big house, the stupid clothes, he's still a rude-lookin' \nmotherfucker. I'd watch that hillbilly and I'd want to be him so bad. Elvis", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ELVIS\n<P ID=\"dia\">With that son-of-a-bitch walkin' around breathin' the same air as you? And", "Springsteen, and the fanatics, like these guys. I don't know about you, but \nthey give me the creeps.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">What?\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ELVIS\n<P ID=\"dia\">Can you live with it?", "branch on the way down. Elvis wouldn't fuck her with Pat Boone's dick.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(in Elvis voice)\n<P ID=\"dia\">Yeah... Yeah...", "<P ID=\"dia\">So we'd both fuck Elvis. It's nice to meet people with common interests, \nisn't it?", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Have you read the story on Elvis?", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ELVIS\n<P ID=\"dia\">I like ya, Clarence. Always have.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"right\">BACK TO:", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Look, Elvis, he is hauntin' me. He doesn't deserve to live. And I do want", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is waiting for his order. He notices a CUSTOMER reading a copy of \"Newsweek\" with Elvis on the cover.", "Elvis Presley whiskey decanter that Clarence bought her in Oklahoma", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ELVIS", "turns and sees Elvis sitting on the sink.", "quick Elvis Presley gyration." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, who's been hearing gunshots, bursts through the door, gun drawn, only to see Alabama, hitting a dead guy on the head, with a shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns toward Alabama and yells to her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">In the bathroom, Alabama's pounding on Clarence's bloody chest, trying to get his heart started. It's not working. She slaps him hard in the face a couple of times.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Goddamn it, Alabama, you gotta get the fuck outta there! How much longer", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dimes looks in the bathroom and sees the dead Clarence with Alabama crying over him.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dimes walks over to Wurlitzer.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is driving like mad. Alabama's passed out in the passenger seat. She's muttering to herself. Clarence has one hand on the steering wheel and the other strokes Alabama's hair.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dick, Clarence and Alabama are just getting ready to leave for the drug deal. Floyd lays on the couch watching TV. Alabama's wearing dark glasses because of the black eye she has.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence grabs the shotgun and the cocaine, and tosses Alabama over his shoulder.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"right\">CUT TO:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama reaches the bathroom and finds Clarence.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"dia\">Sweety?", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Clarence)\n<P ID=\"dia\">He wants to speak with you.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The front swings open and Clarence walks in. Alabama jumps off the couch and runs toward Clarence, before she reaches him he blurts out:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama looks in Virgil's eyes and realizes that without a doubt she's going to die, because this man is going to kill her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama throws her arms around Dick, and gives him a quick kiss. After she breaks, Clarence does the same. Clarence and Alabama walk right past Dick and into his apartment.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">A shot catches Clarence in the forehead.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama screams.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Clarence)\n<P ID=\"dia\">Nope.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Clarence)\n<P ID=\"dia\">What letter?", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Clarence)\n<P ID=\"dia\">Yes.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Look, sweetheart, he scares you. But I'm not scared of that motherfucker.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Alabama)\n<P ID=\"dia\">The zoo.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama's wearing one of Clarence's old shirts. She's curled up in a chair crying. Clarence approaches her. She tries to compose herself." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">While Drexl has his attention turned to", "Drexl is a white boy, though you wouldn't know it", "Drexl. Drexl drops his chopsticks and opens the envelope.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He does. It's now Drexl's POV from the floor.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">This is not how Clarence expected to confront Drexl, but this is exactly what he expected Drexl to be like. He positions himself in front of the food table, demanding Drexl's attention.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl sits down at a couch with a card table in front of it, scattered with take-out boxes of Chinese food. A black exploitation movie is playing on TV.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence takes it by the handle and wobbles over to Drexl, who's curled up like a pillbug.", "to Drexl and fuck yourself.\"", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Since Drexl's on top, he starts slamming fists into Clarence's face.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">It's about that pimp that was shot a couple of days ago, Drexl Spivey.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">A figure jumps in the doorway wearing a yellow Farah Fawcett T-shirt. It's our friend, Drexl Spivey.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Drexl?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl collects the suitcase full of cocaine and leaves. As he gets to the front door he surveys the carnage, spits and walks out.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl gestures to one of the three stoned Hookers lounging about the apartment.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl socks him in the face: one, two three! Then he kicks him hard in the balls.", "Clarence expected. He trails in behind Drexl and Marty.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl, still alive, is laying on the ground howling, holding what's left of his balls and his dick.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl looks over his shoulder at Clarence.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Big D leaps off the bed and spins toward Drexl.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl, waiting for him, fires from across the room.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl and Clarence are now on an" ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl collects the suitcase full of cocaine and leaves. As he gets to the front door he surveys the carnage, spits and walks out.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">While Drexl has his attention turned to", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl, still alive, is laying on the ground howling, holding what's left of his balls and his dick.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl socks him in the face: one, two three! Then he kicks him hard in the balls.", "Drexl. Drexl drops his chopsticks and opens the envelope.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He does. It's now Drexl's POV from the floor.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl shrieks in horror and pain, and falls to the ground.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Big D leaps off the bed and spins toward Drexl.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl, waiting for him, fires from across the room.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence takes it by the handle and wobbles over to Drexl, who's curled up like a pillbug.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">This is not how Clarence expected to confront Drexl, but this is exactly what he expected Drexl to be like. He positions himself in front of the food table, demanding Drexl's attention.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">It's about that pimp that was shot a couple of days ago, Drexl Spivey.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Since Drexl's on top, he starts slamming fists into Clarence's face.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The blast hits the big man in the right arm and shoulder, spinning him around.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl makes a beeline for his victim and fires again.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl sits down at a couch with a card table in front of it, scattered with take-out boxes of Chinese food. A black exploitation movie is playing on TV.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl's face is torn up from Clarence's nails.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence puts his foot on Drexl's chest.", "Drexl is a white boy, though you wouldn't know it", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Before Drexl finishes his sentence he picks up the card table and throws it at Clarence, catching him of guard.", "to Drexl and fuck yourself.\"", "Clarence starts talking Marty goes on full alert. Drexl stops" ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence takes it by the handle and wobbles over to Drexl, who's curled up like a pillbug.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Before Drexl finishes his sentence he picks up the card table and throws it at Clarence, catching him of guard.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence puts his foot on Drexl's chest.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">This is not how Clarence expected to confront Drexl, but this is exactly what he expected Drexl to be like. He positions himself in front of the food table, demanding Drexl's attention.", "Drexl. Drexl drops his chopsticks and opens the envelope.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl, still alive, is laying on the ground howling, holding what's left of his balls and his dick.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl bends down and looks for Clarence's wallet in his jacket.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl collects the suitcase full of cocaine and leaves. As he gets to the front door he surveys the carnage, spits and walks out.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">While Drexl has his attention turned to", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Since Drexl's on top, he starts slamming fists into Clarence's face.", "hold of Drexl's face and digs his nails in. He", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He does. It's now Drexl's POV from the floor.", "Clarence expected. He trails in behind Drexl and Marty.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl's face is torn up from Clarence's nails.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl kicks him again. Clarence curls up.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl kicks Clarence, who's still on the ground hurting.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl looks over his shoulder at Clarence.", "Clarence starts talking Marty goes on full alert. Drexl stops", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Without turning away from \"Bewitched\" he picks up the shotgun and tosses it to Drexl.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The blast hits the big man in the right arm and shoulder, spinning him around.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl makes a beeline for his victim and fires again." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, who's been hearing gunshots, bursts through the door, gun drawn, only to see Alabama, hitting a dead guy on the head, with a shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dimes looks in the bathroom and sees the dead Clarence with Alabama crying over him.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dimes walks over to Wurlitzer.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama throws her arms around Dick, and gives him a quick kiss. After she breaks, Clarence does the same. Clarence and Alabama walk right past Dick and into his apartment.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">A shot catches Clarence in the forehead.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama screams.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">In the bathroom, Alabama's pounding on Clarence's bloody chest, trying to get his heart started. It's not working. She slaps him hard in the face a couple of times.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Instinctively, Nicholson shoots Lee twice.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama screams.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama then runs at him, hitting him in the head with the butt of the shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">With the .38 up against Elliot's head Clarence puts his palm over the top of the gun to shield himself from the splatter. Alabama and Dick can't believe what he's gonna do.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, still barely alive, lays on the sink, twitching. He moves and falls off.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama continues crawling.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">When Alabama gets right behind Clarence, her foot thunks a discarded wine bottle, causing her to trip and spill her popcorn over Clarence.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He dies.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama tries to give him outh-to-mouth resuscitation.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama looks in Virgil's eyes and realizes that without a doubt she's going to die, because this man is going to kill her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence grabs the shotgun and the cocaine, and tosses Alabama over his shoulder.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"right\">CUT TO:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is driving like mad. Alabama's passed out in the passenger seat. She's muttering to herself. Clarence has one hand on the steering wheel and the other strokes Alabama's hair.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dick, Clarence and Alabama are just getting ready to leave for the drug deal. Floyd lays on the couch watching TV. Alabama's wearing dark glasses because of the black eye she has.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Goddamn it, Alabama, you gotta get the fuck outta there! How much longer", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">It's about 1:30 a.m. Clarence has taken Alabama to where he works. It's a comic book store called Heroes For Sale. Alabama thinks this place is super-cool.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The front swings open and Clarence walks in. Alabama jumps off the couch and runs toward Clarence, before she reaches him he blurts out:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Elliot, in a state of shock, takes Clarence's hand. Dick and Alabama are relieved.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"right\">BACK TO:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama slowly rises clutching the thrust-out knife in both hands. Mr. Karate-man smiles." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, who's been hearing gunshots, bursts through the door, gun drawn, only to see Alabama, hitting a dead guy on the head, with a shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama, in the bathroom, sees where he's heading. She picks up the .45 automatic and fires at him. It's empty. She's on her feet and into the room.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama throws her arms around Dick, and gives him a quick kiss. After she breaks, Clarence does the same. Clarence and Alabama walk right past Dick and into his apartment.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama steps out of the bathroom, gun in hand.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Marvin turns his head toward her. She shoots him twice.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence leaves. Except for the TV playing, the room is quiet. Alabama sits on the couch.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence grabs the shotgun and the cocaine, and tosses Alabama over his shoulder.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"right\">CUT TO:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and Alabama are outside the theater. With the marquee lit up in the background they both perform unskilled martial arts moves. Clarence and Alabama break up laughing.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is driving like mad. Alabama's passed out in the passenger seat. She's muttering to herself. Clarence has one hand on the steering wheel and the other strokes Alabama's hair.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, still barely alive, lays on the sink, twitching. He moves and falls off.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama continues crawling.", "</p><p><p ID=\"right\">FLASH ON:\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and Alabama in a taxi cab.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama runs across from where she was and throws her arms around Cliff and gives him a big smackeroo on the lips. Cliff's a little startled. Alabama's bubbling like a Fresca.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">It's about 1:30 a.m. Clarence has taken Alabama to where he works. It's a comic book store called Heroes For Sale. Alabama thinks this place is super-cool.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">In the bathroom, Alabama's pounding on Clarence's bloody chest, trying to get his heart started. It's not working. She slaps him hard in the face a couple of times.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama reaches the bathroom and finds Clarence.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"dia\">Sweety?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dick, Clarence and Alabama are just getting ready to leave for the drug deal. Floyd lays on the couch watching TV. Alabama's wearing dark glasses because of the black eye she has.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The front swings open and Clarence walks in. Alabama jumps off the couch and runs toward Clarence, before she reaches him he blurts out:", "with it. And what Clarence wants to do is sell it. Then me and Bama are \ngonna leave on a jet plane and spend the rest of our lives spendin'. So,", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Upon getting his face fried Virgil screams and jumps up, knocking Alabama down, and runs out of the bathroom.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Later. Alabama's sitting Indian-style going through Clarence's photo album. Clarence is behind her planting little kisses on her neck and shoulders.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence springs off the couch and goes into his bedroom. Alabama's startled by his sudden movement." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The front swings open and Clarence walks in. Alabama jumps off the couch and runs toward Clarence, before she reaches him he blurts out:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama runs across from where she was and throws her arms around Cliff and gives him a big smackeroo on the lips. Cliff's a little startled. Alabama's bubbling like a Fresca.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama throws her arms around Dick, and gives him a quick kiss. After she breaks, Clarence does the same. Clarence and Alabama walk right past Dick and into his apartment.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">It's about 1:30 a.m. Clarence has taken Alabama to where he works. It's a comic book store called Heroes For Sale. Alabama thinks this place is super-cool.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The theater light go up. Alabama's now sitting in the next seat to Clarence. They're both applauding.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and Alabama are sitting in a booth", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama reaches the bathroom and finds Clarence.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"dia\">Sweety?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Later. Alabama's sitting Indian-style going through Clarence's photo album. Clarence is behind her planting little kisses on her neck and shoulders.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">When Alabama gets right behind Clarence, her foot thunks a discarded wine bottle, causing her to trip and spill her popcorn over Clarence.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama takes a bite of pie, puts down her fork, and looks at Clarence.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and Alabama are outside the theater. With the marquee lit up in the background they both perform unskilled martial arts moves. Clarence and Alabama break up laughing.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence leaves. Except for the TV playing, the room is quiet. Alabama sits on the couch.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns toward Alabama and yells to her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">They stop at a red light. Clarence looks at Alabama.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama's wearing one of Clarence's old shirts. She's curled up in a chair crying. Clarence approaches her. She tries to compose herself.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, who's been hearing gunshots, bursts through the door, gun drawn, only to see Alabama, hitting a dead guy on the head, with a shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">They both watch the screen for a moment. Then, Alabama leans forward and taps Clarence on the shoulder.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama leaves to get another hot-dog. Clarence never takes his eyes off her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is driving like mad. Alabama's passed out in the passenger seat. She's muttering to herself. Clarence has one hand on the steering wheel and the other strokes Alabama's hair.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence sits down on the hotel room bed. Alabama, wearing only a long T-shirt with a big picture of Bullwinkle on it, crawls behind him." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama's wearing one of Clarence's old shirts. She's curled up in a chair crying. Clarence approaches her. She tries to compose herself.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama runs across from where she was and throws her arms around Cliff and gives him a big smackeroo on the lips. Cliff's a little startled. Alabama's bubbling like a Fresca.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The front swings open and Clarence walks in. Alabama jumps off the couch and runs toward Clarence, before she reaches him he blurts out:", "Alabama is crying over Clarence, then she feels something in", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama throws her arms around Dick, and gives him a quick kiss. After she breaks, Clarence does the same. Clarence and Alabama walk right past Dick and into his apartment.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama takes a bite of pie, puts down her fork, and looks at Clarence.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama starts to cry. Clarence continues eating, ignoring her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns toward Alabama and yells to her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Later. Alabama's sitting Indian-style going through Clarence's photo album. Clarence is behind her planting little kisses on her neck and shoulders.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama reaches the bathroom and finds Clarence.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"dia\">Sweety?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is driving like mad. Alabama's passed out in the passenger seat. She's muttering to herself. Clarence has one hand on the steering wheel and the other strokes Alabama's hair.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence flips open the suitcase. Alabama's and her husband's jaws drop.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">When Alabama gets right behind Clarence, her foot thunks a discarded wine bottle, causing her to trip and spill her popcorn over Clarence.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, who's been hearing gunshots, bursts through the door, gun drawn, only to see Alabama, hitting a dead guy on the head, with a shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">In the bathroom, Alabama's pounding on Clarence's bloody chest, trying to get his heart started. It's not working. She slaps him hard in the face a couple of times.", "</p><p><p ID=\"right\">FLASH ON:\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and Alabama in a taxi cab.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Oh, you're speaking of my charming wife Mrs. Alabama Worley.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama leaves to get another hot-dog. Clarence never takes his eyes off her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, Alabama and Dick exchange looks.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"right\">BACK TO:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dimes looks in the bathroom and sees the dead Clarence with Alabama crying over him.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dimes walks over to Wurlitzer." ], [ "who's standing over Clarence, looks down just in time to", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">I... I can't see you... I've got blood in my eyes...", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff's completely aghast. He just stares, unable to come to grips with what Clarence has told him.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He puts his foot on Clarence's chest. Clarence's POV as he looks up.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">It's pretty late at night. Clarence steps", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Upon seeing Clarence, a little bitty tear rolls down Cliff's cheek.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"right\">BACK TO:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence splashes water on his face, trying to wash away the images that keep polluting his mind. Then, he hears a familiar voice.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He downs his wine. Clarence fills his glass.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Every word of it.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dick sees where Clarence's attention is.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns and sees that the voice belongs to Elvis Presley. Clarence isn't surprised to see him.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He hangs up and looks to Clarence.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She's looking into Clarence's eyes. He turns and meets her gaze.", "Clarence wakes up in his bed, alone. He looks around,", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns and sees this beautiful girl all alone moving towards him. He turns his attention back to the screen, trying not to be so obvious.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence's face. There's definitely something different about his eyes.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence sits, legs over the back of the chair in front of him, nibbling on popcorn, eyes big as sourcers, and a big smile on his face.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is completely taken back. They meet in a long, passionate lovers' kiss. Their kiss breaks and slowly the world comes back to normal.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and the Young Woman walk over to the car. Clarence sticks his face through the driver's side window.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He doesn't. Clarence gives him a kick.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Open your eyes!", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence enters the lobby alone, he's carrying the suitcase. He spots Elliot and goes in his direction. Elliot sees Clarence approaching him. He says to himself, quietly:" ], [ "Clarence wakes up in his bed, alone. He looks around,", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence takes out an envelope and throws it on the table.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, slowly, starts driving away.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She opens the door and starts out. Clarence turns to his dad as the door shuts.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence leaves. Except for the TV playing, the room is quiet. Alabama sits on the couch.", "with it. And what Clarence wants to do is sell it. Then me and Bama are \ngonna leave on a jet plane and spend the rest of our lives spendin'. So,", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence enters the lobby alone, he's carrying the suitcase. He spots Elliot and goes in his direction. Elliot sees Clarence approaching him. He says to himself, quietly:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence steps back into the living room, holding a bunch of little ceramic fruit magnets in his hand. He throws his other arm around Alabama.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The Hooker, tears of fear ruining her mascara, grabs a suitcase from under the bed, and, on her hands and knees, pushes it along the floor to Clarence.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence grabs the suitcase and makes a beeline for the hotel. Dick and Alabama exchange looks and follow.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Everybody is outside their rooms watching as Clarence walks through the pool area with his bundle. Sirens can be heard.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence takes out his .38. Dick reacts. They walk and talk.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">They hug each other,\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence takes a pice of paper out and puts it into Cliff's hand.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dimes looks in the bathroom and sees the dead Clarence with Alabama crying over him.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dimes walks over to Wurlitzer.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence opens the bathroom door.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dimes hits the ground firing.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama throws her arms around Dick, and gives him a quick kiss. After she breaks, Clarence does the same. Clarence and Alabama walk right past Dick and into his apartment.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He hangs up and looks to Clarence.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence walks back into the room with a whole bounty of take-out food. He heaps it on to the coffee table and starts to chow down.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence springs off the couch and goes into his bedroom. Alabama's startled by his sudden movement.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He pulls out the sample bag of cocaine that Clarence gave him earlier." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff's completely aghast. He just stares, unable to come to grips with what Clarence has told him.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff is roughly shoved into his living", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Cliff)", "scene. As Cliff talks, all the noise and hubbub of", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">Now, wait a minute and listen. I haven't seen Clarence in three years.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">No.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff's on the telephone in his bedroom,", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">We were in Four H together. We've known each other since childhood. So, I'm", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">No time. Gotta go. Just tell him to read the letter, the letter explains", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Cliff)\n<P ID=\"dia\">We'll send you a postcard as soon as we get to Hollywood.", "Clarence wakes up in his bed, alone. He looks around,", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">He was just born, remember? This is the first one. You know that guy, Dr.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff Worley is driving his car home", "three bullets through Cliff's head.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">I used to live by one back in Dearborn. It's real frustratin' to be", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The awful pain in Cliff's hand is being replaced by the awful pain in his heart. He looks deep into Coccotti's eyes.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">You know I read a lot. Especially things that have to do with history. I", "wound. Cliff screams.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff pauses and collects himself.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">What do you want from me?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">All the men stop what they were doing and look at Cliff, except for Tooth-pic Vic who doesn't speak English and so isn't insulted. Coccotti can't believe what he's hearing." ], [ "Vincenzo Coccotti. I work as a counsel for Mr. Blue Lou Boyle, the man your \nson stole from. I hear you were once a cop so I assume you've heard od us", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">COCCOTTI\n<P ID=\"dia\">Sure.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Coccotti leans over and hands him a smoke.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">COCCOTTI\n<P ID=\"dia\">Sicilians are great liars. The best in the world. I'm a Sicilian. And my", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">In Italian Frankie tells Tooth-pick Vic what Coccotti said. He nods and exits.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Coccotti looks at him for a moment then", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Coccotti looks at him for a long", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">COCCOTTI\n<P ID=\"dia\">I'm the Anti-Christ. You get me in a vendetta kind of mood, you will tell", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Before Cliff can finish his sentence, Coccotti slams him hard in the nose with his fist.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff is knocked to his knees. He looks up and sees the sitting Coccotti. Dario and Lenny pick him up and roughly drop him in a chair.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He pushes the body violently aside. Coccotti pauses. Unable to express his feelings and frustrated by the blood in his hands, he simply drops his weapon, and turns to his men.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Sitting in Cliff's recliner is VINCENZO COCCOTTI, the Frank Nitti to Detroid mob leader Blue Lou Boyle.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">COCCOTTI\n<P ID=\"dia\">Now I can't be sure of how much of what he told you. So in the chance", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">COCCOTTI\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Frankie)\n<P ID=\"dia\">Tell Tooth-pick Vic to go outside and do you-know-what.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The awful pain in Cliff's hand is being replaced by the awful pain in his heart. He looks deep into Coccotti's eyes.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Detroit. Very fancy restaurant. Four wise-guy Hoods, one older, the other three, youngsters, are seated at the table with Mr. Coccotti.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">COCCOTTI\n<P ID=\"dia\">I haven't killed anybody since 1974. Goddamn his soul to burn for eternity", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">All the men stop what they were doing and look at Cliff, except for Tooth-pic Vic who doesn't speak English and so isn't insulted. Coccotti can't believe what he's hearing.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">COCCOTTI\n<P ID=\"dia\">Do you know who I am, Mr. Worley?", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">COCCOTTI\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(intensly)\n<P ID=\"dia\">Uh-huh.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">COCCOTTI\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(as he lights up)" ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Elliot Blitzer is the driver, standing on", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">DICK\n<P ID=\"dia\">Elliot Blitzer.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, Alabama, Dick and Elliot Blitzer are", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Elliot, tears running down, starts talking for the benefit of the people at the other end of the wire. He sounds like a little boy.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ELLIOT\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(normal tone)", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She goes to slap him, she hits the bag of cocaine instead. It rips open. Cocaine completely covers his blue suit. At that moment Elliot turns to face a flashing beam. Tears fill his eyes.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">For Elliot, this has been the worst day of his life, and he's just about had it.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Elliot is sitting in a chair at the", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">LEE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Elliot)", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ELLIOT'S VOICE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(off)", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Elliot does. The .38 is still pressed against his forehead.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ELLIOT\n<P ID=\"dia\">Yeah, OK.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He takes one.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ELLIOT\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(on phone)", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Elliot starts crying. Nicholson and Dimes exchange looks and smile. Mission accomplished.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Elliot)\n<P ID=\"dia\">He wants to talk ya.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">DICK\n<P ID=\"dia\">I know Elliot.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Elliot hangs up the phone.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Elliot has been silenced. He nods his head in agreement.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence enters the lobby alone, he's carrying the suitcase. He spots Elliot and goes in his direction. Elliot sees Clarence approaching him. He says to himself, quietly:", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">DICK\n<P ID=\"dia\">Elliot." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama looks in Virgil's eyes and realizes that without a doubt she's going to die, because this man is going to kill her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama snatches the shotgun.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Arched over on his back Virgil and Alabama make eye contact.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">While Virgil's bent down, Alabama smashes an", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Upon getting his face fried Virgil screams and jumps up, knocking Alabama down, and runs out of the bathroom.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil jumps up and does a mid-air kung fu kick which catches Alabama square in the face, lifting her off the ground and dropping her flat on her back.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama is violently thrown into a corner of the room. She braces herself against the wall. She is very punchy. Virgil steps in front of her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">CLOSEUP - Alabama's face. Virgil's right,", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil closes the case. Alabama sifts through her purse.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil's moving toward Alabama, limping on his bad foot.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama's crawling, unnoticed to where her purse is lying. Virgil flips open the black case and almost goes snow blind.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama spots and picks up the bloody Swiss army knife. She takes a knife-first-running-dive at Virgil's back. She hits him.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">VIRGIL\n<P ID=\"dia\">OK, Alabama, where's our coke, where's Clarence, and when's he coming back.", "moment. He then gives Virgil a look. Virgil, quick", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He moves close.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama's eyes study him. He grabs the front of his shirt and rips it open. Buttons fly everywhere.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama, in the bathroom, sees where he's heading. She picks up the .45 automatic and fires at him. It's empty. She's on her feet and into the room.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama reaches the bathroom and finds Clarence.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"dia\">Sweety?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil collapses on the floor of the living room. Then, he sees the sawed-off laying on the ground. He crawls toward it.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">They both watch the screen for a moment. Then, Alabama leans forward and taps Clarence on the shoulder.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Before Dick can respond Clarence puts Alabama on the phone.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He dies.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama tries to give him outh-to-mouth resuscitation." ], [ "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Drexl's dead. This is Clarence's coke and Clarence can do whatever he wants", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">MARVIN\n<P ID=\"dia\">Donowitz, he said.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">Gangster. Drug Dealer. Somebody you don't want on your ass. Look, Clarence,", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He pulls out the sample bag of cocaine that Clarence gave him earlier.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Look, buddy, I realize I'm layin' some pretty heavy shit on ya, but I need", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">It'll get ya high.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He tosses the knife.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Write down Drexl's address.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence start dictating to her what to say.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Tell him we gotta go.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">CLOSEUP - The reason for all the jaw dropping... the suitcase is full of cocaine!\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence smiles, holding a bottle of wine.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Coco leaves. You see, they take the leaves and mash it down until it's kind \nof a paste -", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">This is not how Clarence expected to confront Drexl, but this is exactly what he expected Drexl to be like. He positions himself in front of the food table, demanding Drexl's attention.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Look, goddamnit, I never asked you for a goddamn thing! I've tried to make", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Drexl)\n<P ID=\"dia\">Open you eyes, laughing boy.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">No time. Gotta go. Just tell him to read the letter, the letter explains", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Don't expect me to be all broken up over poor Drexl. I think he was a", "away. I'm gonna be kicking myself in the ass for the rest of my life if I \ndon't go in there. Lee Donowitz isn't a gangster lookin' to skin us, and", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He doesn't. Clarence gives him a kick.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Open your eyes!", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence grabs the shotgun and the cocaine, and tosses Alabama over his shoulder.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"right\">CUT TO:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence takes it by the handle and wobbles over to Drexl, who's curled up like a pillbug.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dick, Clarence and Alabama are just getting ready to leave for the drug deal. Floyd lays on the couch watching TV. Alabama's wearing dark glasses because of the black eye she has." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Then, in a blink, he points the shotgun at Floyd and blows him away.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He fires his shotgun, hitting two, just before the others chop him to ribbons.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Instinctively, Nicholson shoots Lee twice.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama screams.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">This is a Mexican stand-off if there ever was one. Gangsters on one end with shotguns. Bodyguards with machine guns on the other. And cops with handguns in the middle.", "Marvin comes from behind the sofa and fires. The suitcase", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence takes out his .38. Dick reacts. They walk and talk.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The front door flies open and the four Wise-guys rapidly enter the room. The door slams shut. All have their sawed-offs drawn and pointing at Floyd.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Marvin brings his sawed-off from behind the sofa and fires. The shotgun blast hits the glass table and Monty. Monty stands up screaming.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">With bullets flying this way and that, some don't have time to anything. Two IA Officers are shot right away.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama steps out of the bathroom, gun in hand.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Marvin turns his head toward her. She shoots him twice.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, who's been hearing gunshots, bursts through the door, gun drawn, only to see Alabama, hitting a dead guy on the head, with a shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He does. Then, from off screen, a shotgun blast tears into the IA Officer, sending him to the wall.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Boris has caught a lot of buckshots, but he'll live. He's lying on the kitchen floor. Dimes stands over him. He has the sawed-off in his hand.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama, in the bathroom, sees where he's heading. She picks up the .45 automatic and fires at him. It's empty. She's on her feet and into the room.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence opens the bathroom door.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dimes hits the ground firing.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dario fires his sawed-off. It catches Clarence in the chest, hurling him on the bathroom sink, smashing the mirror.", "shot in this tight environment, but he fires anyway, hitting", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Dario enters the frame with his own shotgun. He goes over to Lenny and gives him some shells.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">It might have been a stand-off before, but once the firing starts everybody either hits the ground or runs for cover.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama enters the lobby and proceeds to walk out. In the background, cops are all over the place and Lenny is still yelling with the woman hostage." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is on a roll and he knows it.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns and sees this beautiful girl all alone moving towards him. He turns his attention back to the screen, trying not to be so obvious.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence's bedroom is a pop culture explosion. Movie posters, pictures of Elvis, anything you can imagine. The two walk through the door.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence sits, legs over the back of the chair in front of him, nibbling on popcorn, eyes big as sourcers, and a big smile on his face.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns and sees that the voice belongs to Elvis Presley. Clarence isn't surprised to see him.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence looks at Elvis.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">It's pretty late at night. Clarence steps", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">This motherfucker sounds charming!\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is on his feet, furious.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is in a nondescript room speaking directly to the camera. He's in a headshot.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, in his car, driving to get something to eat, singing to himself.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He hits Clarence hard in the face with both fists.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence looks at the TV. He feels the warmth of Alabama's hand holding his. We see commercials playing.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence tries to wipe her out of his mind, which isn't easy, and get back into the movie.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence hands her the \"Sgt. Fury and His Howling Commandos\" comic book that he loves so much.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence looks at her closely. He picks up his soda and sucks on the straw until it makes that slurping sound. He puts it aside and stares into her soul.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">My name is Clarence, and what is yours?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The theater light go up. Alabama's now sitting in the next seat to Clarence. They're both applauding.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The front swings open and Clarence walks in. Alabama jumps off the couch and runs toward Clarence, before she reaches him he blurts out:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and a nice-looking YOUNG WOMAN are watching for him in front of his trailer.\n\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">CLOSEUP - CLIFF", "who's standing over Clarence, looks down just in time to" ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">In a cute, all-night wedding chapel. Clarence dressed in a rented tuxedo and Alabama in a rented white wedding gown.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She's looking into Clarence's eyes. He turns and meets her gaze.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is completely taken back. They meet in a long, passionate lovers' kiss. Their kiss breaks and slowly the world comes back to normal.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence looks at her closely. He picks up his soda and sucks on the straw until it makes that slurping sound. He puts it aside and stares into her soul.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">That rhymes.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He kisses her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns and sees this beautiful girl all alone moving towards him. He turns his attention back to the screen, trying not to be so obvious.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama throws her arms around Dick, and gives him a quick kiss. After she breaks, Clarence does the same. Clarence and Alabama walk right past Dick and into his apartment.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She opens the door and starts out. Clarence turns to his dad as the door shuts.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Will you be my wife?\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">When Alabama gives her answer, her voice cracks.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He gives her some more money.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">This should cover it, Auggie-Doggie.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He downs his wine. Clarence fills his glass.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff's completely aghast. He just stares, unable to come to grips with what Clarence has told him.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and Alabama are outside the theater. With the marquee lit up in the background they both perform unskilled martial arts moves. Clarence and Alabama break up laughing.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">It's pretty late at night. Clarence steps", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Lucy laughs.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Well, enough about the King, how 'bout you?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and a nice-looking YOUNG WOMAN are watching for him in front of his trailer.\n\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">CLOSEUP - CLIFF", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The front swings open and Clarence walks in. Alabama jumps off the couch and runs toward Clarence, before she reaches him he blurts out:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She looks at Clarence, having a hard time getting a word out.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and the Young Woman walk over to the car. Clarence sticks his face through the driver's side window.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She shows Clarence her driver's license." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl collects the suitcase full of cocaine and leaves. As he gets to the front door he surveys the carnage, spits and walks out.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">While Drexl has his attention turned to", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl, still alive, is laying on the ground howling, holding what's left of his balls and his dick.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl socks him in the face: one, two three! Then he kicks him hard in the balls.", "Drexl. Drexl drops his chopsticks and opens the envelope.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He does. It's now Drexl's POV from the floor.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl shrieks in horror and pain, and falls to the ground.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Big D leaps off the bed and spins toward Drexl.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl, waiting for him, fires from across the room.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence takes it by the handle and wobbles over to Drexl, who's curled up like a pillbug.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">This is not how Clarence expected to confront Drexl, but this is exactly what he expected Drexl to be like. He positions himself in front of the food table, demanding Drexl's attention.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">It's about that pimp that was shot a couple of days ago, Drexl Spivey.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Since Drexl's on top, he starts slamming fists into Clarence's face.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The blast hits the big man in the right arm and shoulder, spinning him around.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl makes a beeline for his victim and fires again.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl sits down at a couch with a card table in front of it, scattered with take-out boxes of Chinese food. A black exploitation movie is playing on TV.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl's face is torn up from Clarence's nails.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence puts his foot on Drexl's chest.", "Drexl is a white boy, though you wouldn't know it", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Before Drexl finishes his sentence he picks up the card table and throws it at Clarence, catching him of guard.", "to Drexl and fuck yourself.\"", "Clarence starts talking Marty goes on full alert. Drexl stops" ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">While Drexl has his attention turned to", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl collects the suitcase full of cocaine and leaves. As he gets to the front door he surveys the carnage, spits and walks out.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl, still alive, is laying on the ground howling, holding what's left of his balls and his dick.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl shrieks in horror and pain, and falls to the ground.", "Drexl. Drexl drops his chopsticks and opens the envelope.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl socks him in the face: one, two three! Then he kicks him hard in the balls.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He does. It's now Drexl's POV from the floor.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence takes it by the handle and wobbles over to Drexl, who's curled up like a pillbug.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Big D leaps off the bed and spins toward Drexl.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl, waiting for him, fires from across the room.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Since Drexl's on top, he starts slamming fists into Clarence's face.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The blast hits the big man in the right arm and shoulder, spinning him around.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl makes a beeline for his victim and fires again.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">This is not how Clarence expected to confront Drexl, but this is exactly what he expected Drexl to be like. He positions himself in front of the food table, demanding Drexl's attention.", "to Drexl and fuck yourself.\"", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl sits down at a couch with a card table in front of it, scattered with take-out boxes of Chinese food. A black exploitation movie is playing on TV.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Drexl's face is torn up from Clarence's nails.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">It's about that pimp that was shot a couple of days ago, Drexl Spivey.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Before Drexl finishes his sentence he picks up the card table and throws it at Clarence, catching him of guard.", "hold of Drexl's face and digs his nails in. He", "Drexl is a white boy, though you wouldn't know it", ".38. he stick the barrel between Drexl's legs. Drexl," ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff's completely aghast. He just stares, unable to come to grips with what Clarence has told him.", "scene. As Cliff talks, all the noise and hubbub of", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Cliff)", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff is roughly shoved into his living", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff Worley is driving his car home", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">No time. Gotta go. Just tell him to read the letter, the letter explains", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">Now, wait a minute and listen. I haven't seen Clarence in three years.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Upon seeing Clarence, a little bitty tear rolls down Cliff's cheek.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"right\">BACK TO:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence enters the lobby alone, he's carrying the suitcase. He spots Elliot and goes in his direction. Elliot sees Clarence approaching him. He says to himself, quietly:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The awful pain in Cliff's hand is being replaced by the awful pain in his heart. He looks deep into Coccotti's eyes.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Cliff)\n<P ID=\"dia\">We'll send you a postcard as soon as we get to Hollywood.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence sticks his hand out to shake. Cliff takes it.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff's on the telephone in his bedroom,", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff looks at the Girl. She smiles sweetly at him.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">No.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She opens the door and starts out. Clarence turns to his dad as the door shuts.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff pauses and collects himself.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">What do you want from me?", "Clarence wakes up in his bed, alone. He looks around,", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">We were in Four H together. We've known each other since childhood. So, I'm", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">Well, there's a story behind all that. I'll tell you when I see you. By the" ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff's completely aghast. He just stares, unable to come to grips with what Clarence has told him.", "scene. As Cliff talks, all the noise and hubbub of", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff is roughly shoved into his living", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Cliff)", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff Worley is driving his car home", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">No time. Gotta go. Just tell him to read the letter, the letter explains", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff's on the telephone in his bedroom,", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence sticks his hand out to shake. Cliff takes it.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The awful pain in Cliff's hand is being replaced by the awful pain in his heart. He looks deep into Coccotti's eyes.", "Clarence wakes up in his bed, alone. He looks around,", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">No.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">Now, wait a minute and listen. I haven't seen Clarence in three years.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff pauses and collects himself.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">What do you want from me?", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">We were in Four H together. We've known each other since childhood. So, I'm", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">He was just born, remember? This is the first one. You know that guy, Dr.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"spkdir\">(to Cliff)\n<P ID=\"dia\">We'll send you a postcard as soon as we get to Hollywood.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">They hug each other,\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence takes a pice of paper out and puts it into Cliff's hand.", "Cliff's hair, puts the barrel to his temple, and pumps", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">All the men stop what they were doing and look at Cliff, except for Tooth-pic Vic who doesn't speak English and so isn't insulted. Coccotti can't believe what he's hearing.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She opens the door and starts out. Clarence turns to his dad as the door shuts." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"slug\">EXT. LOS ANGELES ZOO - PAYPHONE - DAY\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is still on the phone with Lee.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns and sees that the voice belongs to Elvis Presley. Clarence isn't surprised to see him.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He hangs up and looks to Clarence.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence enters the lobby alone, he's carrying the suitcase. He spots Elliot and goes in his direction. Elliot sees Clarence approaching him. He says to himself, quietly:", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLIFF\n<P ID=\"dia\">Now, wait a minute and listen. I haven't seen Clarence in three years.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence turns and sees this beautiful girl all alone moving towards him. He turns his attention back to the screen, trying not to be so obvious.", "Clarence wakes up in his bed, alone. He looks around,", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and the Young Woman walk over to the car. Clarence sticks his face through the driver's side window.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Cliff's completely aghast. He just stares, unable to come to grips with what Clarence has told him.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence walks up to Elliot, they shake hands.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ELLIOT\n<P ID=\"dia\">Where's everybody else?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The front swings open and Clarence walks in. Alabama jumps off the couch and runs toward Clarence, before she reaches him he blurts out:", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence sticks his hand out to shake. Cliff takes it.", "who's standing over Clarence, looks down just in time to", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence and a nice-looking YOUNG WOMAN are watching for him in front of his trailer.\n\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">CLOSEUP - CLIFF", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence looks at Elvis.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">It's pretty late at night. Clarence steps", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, in his car, driving to get something to eat, singing to himself.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He puts his foot on Clarence's chest. Clarence's POV as he looks up.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">CLARENCE\n<P ID=\"dia\">We were in Four H together. We've known each other since childhood. So, I'm", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is in a nondescript room speaking directly to the camera. He's in a headshot." ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama looks in Virgil's eyes and realizes that without a doubt she's going to die, because this man is going to kill her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama snatches the shotgun.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Arched over on his back Virgil and Alabama make eye contact.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil jumps up and does a mid-air kung fu kick which catches Alabama square in the face, lifting her off the ground and dropping her flat on her back.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama spots and picks up the bloody Swiss army knife. She takes a knife-first-running-dive at Virgil's back. She hits him.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama then runs at him, hitting him in the head with the butt of the shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Upon getting his face fried Virgil screams and jumps up, knocking Alabama down, and runs out of the bathroom.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">While Virgil's bent down, Alabama smashes an", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama is violently thrown into a corner of the room. She braces herself against the wall. She is very punchy. Virgil steps in front of her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, who's been hearing gunshots, bursts through the door, gun drawn, only to see Alabama, hitting a dead guy on the head, with a shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama steps out of the bathroom, gun in hand.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Marvin turns his head toward her. She shoots him twice.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Letting out a bloodcurling yell, she raises the knfe high above her head, then drops to her knees and plunges it deep into Virgil's right foot.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">CLOSEUP - Alabama's face. Virgil's right,", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Instinctively, Nicholson shoots Lee twice.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama screams.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He dies.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama tries to give him outh-to-mouth resuscitation.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">She steps in only to find Virgil sitting on a chair placed in front of the door with a sawed-off shotgun aimed right at her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil collapses on the floor of the living room. Then, he sees the sawed-off laying on the ground. He crawls toward it.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil closes the case. Alabama sifts through her purse.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama, in the bathroom, sees where he's heading. She picks up the .45 automatic and fires at him. It's empty. She's on her feet and into the room.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">In the bathroom, Alabama's pounding on Clarence's bloody chest, trying to get his heart started. It's not working. She slaps him hard in the face a couple of times.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama picks up the hotel TV and tosses it to him. He instinctively catches it and, with his arms full of television, Alabama cold-cocks him with her fist in the nose, breaking it." ], [ "moment. He then gives Virgil a look. Virgil, quick", "ground laughing. Virgil has killed a lot of people, but", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">VIRGIL\n<P ID=\"dia\">Well, well, well, looky here. I guess I just reached journey's end. Great. \nOne less thing I gotta worry about.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">VIRGIL\n<P ID=\"dia\">Oh Jesus!", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil's moving toward Alabama, limping on his bad foot.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil doesn't waste a second. He gives", "and sees Virgil standing there, smiling. She closes them, hoping", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil bends down and carefully pulls the knife from his foot, tears running down his face.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil collapses on the floor of the living room. Then, he sees the sawed-off laying on the ground. He crawls toward it.", "results in a big ball of fire that hits Virgil", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">While Virgil's bent down, Alabama smashes an", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil whips out a .45 automatic from", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">The toilet lid finally shatters against Virgil's head. He falls to the ground.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil's knocking on Dick's door. Floyd (Dick's room-mate) answers.", "devil. Poor Virgil can't see very well, but he sees", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil can't help but smile.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">VIRGIL\n<P ID=\"dia\">You're cute.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil whips out a pack of Lucky Strikes. He lights one up with a Zippo lighter. He takes a long, deep drag.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama looks in Virgil's eyes and realizes that without a doubt she's going to die, because this man is going to kill her.", "</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">VIRGIL", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Virgil furiously throws the chair out of" ], [ "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama, in the bathroom, sees where he's heading. She picks up the .45 automatic and fires at him. It's empty. She's on her feet and into the room.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">It's about 1:30 a.m. Clarence has taken Alabama to where he works. It's a comic book store called Heroes For Sale. Alabama thinks this place is super-cool.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama is crawling across the floor, like a soldier in war, towards the bathroom.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">He moves close.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama's eyes study him. He grabs the front of his shirt and rips it open. Buttons fly everywhere.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence leaves. Except for the TV playing, the room is quiet. Alabama sits on the couch.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Later. Alabama's sitting Indian-style going through Clarence's photo album. Clarence is behind her planting little kisses on her neck and shoulders.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama goes to the medicine cabinet and whips", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama is violently thrown into a corner of the room. She braces herself against the wall. She is very punchy. Virgil steps in front of her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">In the bathroom, Alabama's pounding on Clarence's bloody chest, trying to get his heart started. It's not working. She slaps him hard in the face a couple of times.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama's wearing one of Clarence's old shirts. She's curled up in a chair crying. Clarence approaches her. She tries to compose herself.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama runs across from where she was and throws her arms around Cliff and gives him a big smackeroo on the lips. Cliff's a little startled. Alabama's bubbling like a Fresca.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence is driving like mad. Alabama's passed out in the passenger seat. She's muttering to herself. Clarence has one hand on the steering wheel and the other strokes Alabama's hair.", "and no Alabama. Then he hears crying in the distance.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama then runs at him, hitting him in the head with the butt of the shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Clarence, who's been hearing gunshots, bursts through the door, gun drawn, only to see Alabama, hitting a dead guy on the head, with a shotgun.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama steps out of the bathroom, gun in hand.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Marvin turns his head toward her. She shoots him twice.", "Alabama is crying over Clarence, then she feels something in", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama looks in Virgil's eyes and realizes that without a doubt she's going to die, because this man is going to kill her.", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama reaches the bathroom and finds Clarence.\n\n</p><p><P ID=\"speaker\">ALABAMA\n<P ID=\"dia\">Sweety?", "</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Alabama snatches the shotgun.\n\n</p><p><p ID=\"act\">Arched over on his back Virgil and Alabama make eye contact." ] ]

[ "Who sent Alabama to Clarence as a birthday gift?", "Who does Clarence marry?", "Who is a fanatic fan of Elvis Presley? ", "Who tells Clarence to kill Alabama's pimp?", "Who is Drexl?", "Who kills Drexl?", "What does Clarence accidentally grab after killing Drexl?", "Who is killed by the mob for protecting Clarence and Alabama?", "Where do Alabama and Clarence flee to after the gunfight?", "Where does Alabama meet Clarence for the first time? ", "What does Alabama confess to Clarence? ", "What appears to Clarence? ", "What does Clarence take from the apartment? ", "What was Clifford's previous job? ", "Who does Don Vincenzo Coccotti work for? ", "What is the profession of Elliot Blitzer? ", "How does Virgil try to get information from Alabama? ", "Where does Clarence tell Donowitz he got the drugs from? ", "What happens before the shoot-out begins? ", "Who is Clarence a fan of?", "Who does Clarence marry?", "Who kills Drexl?", "How is Drexl killed?", "Who is Clifford?", "What is Clifford's profession?", "Who is the friend Clarence sees in LA?", "How does Alabama kill Virgil?", "Where does Virgil die?", "Where is Alabama's son born?" ]

[ [ "Clarence's boss.", "Clarence's boss." ], [ "Alabama.", "Alabama Whitman" ], [ "Alabama.", "Clarence Worley is an Elvis fanatic." ], [ "An apparition of Elvis.", "An apparition of Elvis." ], [ "Alabama's former pimp.", "Alabama's pimp" ], [ "Clarence.", "Clarence" ], [ "A bag of cocaine.", "A bag of cocaine." ], [ "Clifford.", "Clifford" ], [ "Mexico.", "Los Angeles" ], [ "At a Detroit theater. ", "At a Detroit Theater" ], [ "That she is a call girl. ", "That she is a call girl hired by Clarence's boss." ], [ "An Elvis apparition. ", "An apparition of Elvis appears to Clarence." ], [ "A bag of cocaine. ", "A bag that contains cocaine" ], [ "He was a cop. ", "cop" ], [ "A mobster named \"Blue Lou Boyle\". ", "Blue Lou Boyle" ], [ "He is an actor. ", "An actor." ], [ "He beats her. ", "he beats her" ], [ "A corrupt cop. ", "a corrupt cop" ], [ "Elliot reveals himself as an informant. ", "Elliot accidentally reveals himself as an informant." ], [ "Elvis.", "Elvis Presley" ], [ "Alabama Whitman.", "Clarence marries Alabama." ], [ "Clarence.", "Clarence" ], [ "With a gun.", "he is shot" ], [ "Clarence's father.", "Clarence father." ], [ "Security Guard.", "A security guard." ], [ "Dick.", "Dick" ], [ "With a shotgun.", "She shoot him." ], [ "In the hotel.", "Virgil dies in Alabama's hotel room." ], [ "Mexico.", "Mexico" ] ]

[ [ "\"Is that Sophia?\"\n\n\"Yes, father,\" she answered cheerfully.\n\nAnd after another pause, the old man said: \"Ay! It's Sophia.\"", "\"Sophia!\" she breathed, with an intensity of alarm that merged into\ncondoning admiration. \"Whatever will you do next?\"", "\"Sophia!\"\n\n\"Yes, mother.\"", "\"Sophia,\" said Constance, firmly, approaching the bed, \"I wish you\nwouldn't be so silly!\" She had benevolently ignored the satirical note", "Sophia, up in her room, was endeavouring to be philosophical, and to\nsee the world brightly. She was saying to herself that she must take", "elderly lady could lift a duster to her own dignity). Sophia was called\non two separate occasions, 'My little butterfly.' And Sophia was", "Sophia's infantile scheme. It was a revelation to Mrs. Baines. Why in\nthe name of heaven had the girl taken such a notion into her head?", "\"Sophia!\" she exclaimed, aghast. \"What in the name of goodness are you\ndoing?\"\n\n\"Nothing,\" said Sophia.", "and gone, and that another Sophia had come into her body: so intensely\nconscious was she of a fundamental change in herself under the stress\nof continuous experience. And though this was but a seeming, though she", "\"Sophia,\" she said, in a changed and solemn voice, fronting her\ndaughter, and holding away from her apron those floured, ringed hands,", "\"Sophia!\"", "Sophia. The men often talked about their guard-duty, and disappeared\nfor a day or two to the ramparts, but she was too busy to listen to", "\"Sophia!\" she sobbed, supplicatingly, and all her fat body was\ntrembling. \"You mustn't kill me ... I'm like that--you can't alter me.", "Sophia's blood was in her face, and it remained there, enhancing the\nvivid richness of her beauty. She was dizzy with a strange and", "\"Sophia,\" said Mrs. Baines, with god-like calm, \"it is not I who make\nyou cry. It is your guilty conscience makes you cry. I have merely\nasked you a question, and I intend to have an answer.\"", "Sophia, in spite of her efforts to maintain the role of a woman who has\nnothing to learn, blushed.\n\n\"Then she was older than he is.\"", "But Sophia, with the sharp gaze of a woman brought up in the traditions\nof a modesty so proud that it scorns ostentation, quickly tested and", "\"Sophia,\" he addressed her, and made preparatory noises in his throat\nwhile she waited.", "of that disaster. Sophia's charm and Sophia's beauty--what profit had\nthey been to their owner? She saw pictures of Sophia's career,", "\"You don't realize how serious it is, I'm afraid,\" said Sophia. \"You\ncan't see yourself.\" She hesitated a moment. Her blood being stirred by" ], [ "Constance. Still\"--another pause and a more rapid enunciation--\"Sophia\nis by no means an ordinary girl.\"", "Constance's. She began a little stiffly, but after a few lines her\ngenerous and passionate soul was responding freely to the appeal of", "lady.' Perhaps they would have been startled to know that Constance\nlovingly looked down on both of them. She had unbounded admiration for", "\"Constance,\" said a low voice above her. She jumped. \"Is that you?\"\n\n\"Yes.\"", "Constance in hand, that what Constance lacked was energy, that\nConstance must be stirred out of her groove. And in the cavernous", "Constance. When he stated that there was to be a public meeting that\nvery night, and that Constance as a ratepayer ought to go to it and", "Constance, often to herself and now and then to Samuel. For Constance,\nhis charm was eternally renewed. His smile, his frequent ingenuousness,", "She marvelled that a woman of Constance's sweet and calm disposition\nshould be capable of so vast and ruthless an egotism. Constance must", "always cause her to cease from patronage and to examine her own\ndefences. Constance, besides being the essence of kindness, was no\nfool. Constance could see through a pretence, an absurdity, as quickly", "Constance! What can Constance be to me, or I to her, now?\" The vision\nof any change in her existence was in the highest degree painful to", "contradiction of Constance's benevolent character, was deliberately\nadopted; it illustrated the effects of jealousy on even the softest\ndisposition.", "Constance was the more frank. Lily as well as Constance was in\nmourning. A few months previously her aged grandfather, 'Holl, the", "assuredly have been sent to Constance by the old watchful Providence.\nThey 'got on together' nearly perfectly. Her name was Mary. After ten", "Constance, excellent kind heart, tried to imitate her mother's tactics\nas the girls undressed in their room. She thought she could not do\nbetter than ignore Sophia's deplorable state.", "\"Yes,\" said Constance. \"She's named it to me several times--about\nhaving her photograph taken, and last week I let her go. I told you,", "house. Constance would never have admitted these facts, even to\nherself; and no one would ever have dared to suggest them to her. For\nwith all her temperamental mildness she had her formidable side.", "\"She hasn't altered one bit,\" Constance thought with joy. \"Nothing\ncould change Sophia.\" And at the back of that notion was a more general", "by choosing Constance for service. In refusing wine, she blushed; then\nthe fellow offered a glass to Cyril, who went scarlet, and mumbled 'No'", "the preparations, and the increasing agitation of Constance's\ndemeanour, with an astonishment which she had real difficulty in\nconcealing. \"Is the woman absolutely mad?\" she asked herself. The", "Constance saw that this marvellous tranquillity must be imitated, and\nshe imitated it very well. It was a 'Baines' tranquillity. But she" ], [ "Sophia was gone. She was gone with Gerald Scales.", "\"Sophia's run off. That's the plain English of it!\" said Mrs. Baines\nwith frigid calm.", "Sophia was angry with him. He had evidently planned the proposal. If\ncapable of respect, he was evidently also capable of chicane. But she", "Sophia explained.\n\nHe led her further, through the private office, into a sort of parlour,\nand asked her to sit down. And he too sat down. Sophia waited, as it\nwere, like a suitor.", "In a united blush they turned away, up the gradual slope. Sophia knew\nno longer what she was doing. For some minutes she was as helpless as\nthough she had been in a balloon with him.", "\"He has left me,\" Sophia interrupted him in her weak and fatigued\nvoice. She closed her eyes as she uttered the words.\n\n\"Left you?\" He glanced round to be sure that the waiter had retired.", "And a sob broke out of Sophia. She was behaving like a little child.\nShe bore no trace of the young maiden sedately crossing the Square\nwithout leave and without an escort.", "\"No,\" said Sophia. \"He is gone. Will you go downstairs and wait for me.\nWe will go together to Cook's office. It is English money I have.\"", "had nothing.\" And so on. No word of apology. Sophia, in reading the\nletter, allowed for a certain exaggeration and twisting of the truth.", "Sophia. The men often talked about their guard-duty, and disappeared\nfor a day or two to the ramparts, but she was too busy to listen to", "\"Not a word!\" said Sophia.\n\nIn this brief question and reply, all was crudely implied that had\npreviously been supposed not to exist. The relations between the two\nwomen were altered irretrievably in a moment.", "Mrs. Baines, driven from the banquet by her feelings, went into the\ndrawing-room. Sophia was there, and Sophia, seeing tears in her", "\"Oh! Sophia!\" Constance muttered awkwardly. \"What ideas you do have, to\nbe sure!\" In her nervousness she rose and picked up some embroidery,", "The young man became grave and excessively ceremonious. He bowed low\nover Sophia's hand and kissed it. Her impulse was to laugh, but the", "Sophia's position had been prearranged between him and Carlier. They\ncould forget food, but they could think of Sophia's position!", "themselves, but they had soon sickened of it and loathed it. Sophia\nbecame more and more obsessed by the monstrous absurdity of the simple", "Sophia refused offers of food and nursing.\n\n\"Madame knows without doubt that monsieur has gone away?\"\n\n\"Has he paid the bill?\" Sophia asked bluntly.", "So Sophia was apprenticed to Miss Aline Chetwynd. Mrs. Baines bore\nherself greatly. It was Miss Chetwynd who had urged, and her respect", "When he was gone she said to herself: \"Scarcely a fortnight and Sophia\nwas here at this table!\" She would remember every now and then, with a\nfaint shock, that poor, proud, masterful Sophia was dead.", "Sophia had conquered again. Once more Sophia had resolved to accomplish\na thing and she had accomplished it. Events had fallen out thus. The" ], [ "Constance's hand descended into her pocket and drew out a hard paper\npacket, which she clapped on to her son's head.", "his son, Constance's son. Had Constance a grown-up son? Constance must\nbe over fifty now, perhaps a grandmother! Had she really married Samuel", "that his chief anxiety was to minimise the fearful pain as much as\npossible, and that this end could only be secured by incessant\nwatchfulness. The pain was certainly formidable. But then Constance was", "the preparations, and the increasing agitation of Constance's\ndemeanour, with an astonishment which she had real difficulty in\nconcealing. \"Is the woman absolutely mad?\" she asked herself. The", "And nobody who met Constance, in street or shop, could refrain from\ninforming her that she ought to be a proud mother, to have such a son,\nbut that truly they were not surprised ... and how proud his poor", "\"Asleep,\" said Constance. \"At least mother thinks so. She says sleep is\nthe best thing for him.\"\n\n\"'It will probably come on again,'\" said Sophia.", "He looked momentarily at Constance. \"No,\" he grated, \"I don't know as I\ndid.\"", "was somewhat concerned about Constance, and her concern was pleasurable\nto her. She made the most of it. Amy, with her lifelong carelessness", "\"You are making a mistake, Constance,\" she said, \"if you will allow me\nto say so.\"\n\n\"A mistake!\" exclaimed Constance, startled.", "Constance did not go to Bursley station to meet her son. She explained\nthat it upset her to do so, and that also Cyril preferred her not to\ncome.", "one for herself. She bitterly regretted that she had no child. In this,\nshe envied Constance. A child seemed to be the one commodity worth", "\"No,\" said Constance soothingly. \"Mother only told me.\"\n\n\"Told you what?\"\n\n\"That you wanted to be a teacher.\"", "was strange, considering Constance's sweet affectionateness. Still,\nConstance could be a little trying--at times. Anyhow, it was soon clear\nto Sophia that the idea of mother and son living together in London was", "Her face frightened Constance, who was always expectant of new\nanxieties and troubles. Constance straightened out the paper with\ndifficulty, and read--", "\"Constance,\" said a low voice above her. She jumped. \"Is that you?\"\n\n\"Yes.\"", "\"I'll see how much he's taken,\" said Constance, preoccupied, going to\nthe mantelpiece.", "of his gloomiest apprehensions, he nosed obstinately up to Constance,\nand would not be put off. In vain Constance told him at length that he", "shall have to put in a little word to that young man. I wonder\nConstance is so blind. She is quite satisfied now that his letter has\ncome.\" On behalf of the elder generation she rather resented", "\"How should I know there is something between you? Constance has never\nsaid a word to me. And have you?\"\n\n\"Well,\" said he. \"We've hidden nothing.\"", "Constance would really have preferred not to converse with the old man;\nbut the desire for reassurance, for the calming of her own fears," ], [ "\"He has left me,\" Sophia interrupted him in her weak and fatigued\nvoice. She closed her eyes as she uttered the words.\n\n\"Left you?\" He glanced round to be sure that the waiter had retired.", "When he was gone she said to herself: \"Scarcely a fortnight and Sophia\nwas here at this table!\" She would remember every now and then, with a\nfaint shock, that poor, proud, masterful Sophia was dead.", "she had wakened infallibly every time he stirred, and rearranged him by\nthe flicker of a little oil lamp. But Sophia, unhappy creature, had\nmerely left him. That was all.", "Sophia refused offers of food and nursing.\n\n\"Madame knows without doubt that monsieur has gone away?\"\n\n\"Has he paid the bill?\" Sophia asked bluntly.", "In a united blush they turned away, up the gradual slope. Sophia knew\nno longer what she was doing. For some minutes she was as helpless as\nthough she had been in a balloon with him.", "Sophia involuntarily caught her breath. A chill sense of loneliness, of\npurposelessness, numbed her being.", "Sophia was gone. She was gone with Gerald Scales.", "themselves, but they had soon sickened of it and loathed it. Sophia\nbecame more and more obsessed by the monstrous absurdity of the simple", "Sophia. The men often talked about their guard-duty, and disappeared\nfor a day or two to the ramparts, but she was too busy to listen to", "Thus Sophia was left side by side with the vermilion cloak. She was\nquite helpless. All the pride of a married woman had abandoned her. She", "\"Madame, one is going to leave you all alone for some time.\"\n\n\"Come in,\" said Sophia, who was sitting up in an armchair, and reading.", "Mrs. Baines, driven from the banquet by her feelings, went into the\ndrawing-room. Sophia was there, and Sophia, seeing tears in her", "had nothing.\" And so on. No word of apology. Sophia, in reading the\nletter, allowed for a certain exaggeration and twisting of the truth.", "But the idea of leaving Constance, having once rejoined her, did not\nplease Sophia. It disquieted her. She could not see herself living away\nfrom Constance. She was alone--but Constance was there.", "Sophia went to the post-office and despatched a telegram. Then,\npartially eased, she returned to the arid and painful desolation of the\nhouse.\n\nIV", "Sophia unmistakably flushed. \"I don't know that I am a widow,\" said\nshe, with an air. \"My husband left me in 1870, and I've never seen nor\nheard of him since.\"", "Sophia was angry with him. He had evidently planned the proposal. If\ncapable of respect, he was evidently also capable of chicane. But she", "\"Sophia's run off. That's the plain English of it!\" said Mrs. Baines\nwith frigid calm.", "Sophia explained.\n\nHe led her further, through the private office, into a sort of parlour,\nand asked her to sit down. And he too sat down. Sophia waited, as it\nwere, like a suitor.", "Then it was that Sophia failed to keep all her rooms let. She could\nhave let them easily and constantly and at high rents; but not to men\nwithout encumbrances. Nearly every day she refused attractive tenants" ], [ "Thus Sophia became the proprietress of the Pension Frensham in the cold\nand correct Rue Lord Byron. She made room in it for nearly all her", "previous business in Paris had brought him into relations with the\ngreat firms; and Sophia suffered a brief humiliation in the discovery\nthat his private opinion of her dresses was that they were not dresses", "Sophia was also glad that she had refused to proceed to Paris. The\nrecollection of her firmness in refusing flattered her vanity as a girl", "Sophia sat waiting on the sofa in the parlour. It appeared to her that,\nthough little more than a month had elapsed since her arrival in", "Sophia had conquered again. Once more Sophia had resolved to accomplish\na thing and she had accomplished it. Events had fallen out thus. The", "Sophia explained.\n\nHe led her further, through the private office, into a sort of parlour,\nand asked her to sit down. And he too sat down. Sophia waited, as it\nwere, like a suitor.", "Sophia, on arriving in Paris with the ring on her triumphant finger,\nhad timidly mentioned the subject of frocks. None would have guessed", "Sophia still possessed about a hundred pounds, and had she chosen to\nleave Paris and France, there was nothing to prevent her from doing so.", "This was the end of Sophia's romantic adventures in France. Soon\nafterwards the Germans entered Paris, by mutual agreement, and made a", "Then it was that Sophia failed to keep all her rooms let. She could\nhave let them easily and constantly and at high rents; but not to men\nwithout encumbrances. Nearly every day she refused attractive tenants", "of that disaster. Sophia's charm and Sophia's beauty--what profit had\nthey been to their owner? She saw pictures of Sophia's career,", "Sophia held a high opinion of her own commonsense and capacity for\nlooking after herself, and she could scarcely believe that he was\nexpecting her to go to Paris, and at night, without being married. She", "\"It is the first time you come Paris, madame?\" Chirac addressed himself\nto Sophia, in limping, timorous English.\n\n\"Yes,\" she giggled. He bowed again.", "So Sophia, faced with the shut door of the bedroom, went down to the\nparlour by the shorter route. She knew that on going up again, after\ntea, she would find the devastated tray on the doormat.", "And, moreover, Sophia was full of the sense of her superiority over the\nwoman on the bed. Four years ago, in the Restaurant Sylvain, the", "\"Madame, one is going to leave you all alone for some time.\"\n\n\"Come in,\" said Sophia, who was sitting up in an armchair, and reading.", "thousand francs. Madame Foucault grew rapidly confidential with the\nman. Without consulting Sophia, she asked the bailiff to draw up a\nreceipt transferring the ownership of all the furniture to Sophia; and", "Sophia refused offers of food and nursing.\n\n\"Madame knows without doubt that monsieur has gone away?\"\n\n\"Has he paid the bill?\" Sophia asked bluntly.", "the want of them. But, as chance had given him Chirac, he maintained\nthe connection whenever they came to Paris. Sophia, of course, had not", "Sophia and Constance exchanged several letters. Sophia said repeatedly\nthat she could not leave Paris. At length she roundly asked Constance" ], [ "As Sophia, fully dressed this time, was descending to breakfast, she\nheard Constance's voice, feebly calling her, and found the convalescent", "But the idea of leaving Constance, having once rejoined her, did not\nplease Sophia. It disquieted her. She could not see herself living away\nfrom Constance. She was alone--but Constance was there.", "\"Sophia,\" said Constance, firmly, approaching the bed, \"I wish you\nwouldn't be so silly!\" She had benevolently ignored the satirical note", "Sophia saw Constance into bed, and provided her with two hot-water\nbottles against sciatica. They did not talk much.\n\nV", "Sophia, knew what had happened in Manchester. But Constance conjectured\nthat Gerald Scales was dead--or Sophia would never have returned so\nsoon. Then the doctor suggested that on the contrary Gerald Scales", "Sophia shook her head. She hesitated; then approached Constance,\nholding out her hand and disclosing the crumpled telegram.\n\n\"Look at that!\" said she.", "and that by the sweetest, gentlest creature she had ever known. It was\na revealing experience for Sophia--and also for Constance. And it", "domination of Sophia. The death of Mrs. Scales had put an end to all\nthe strain, and Constance had been once again mistress in Constance's", "That decided Sophia. As soon as Constance was a little easier she went\ndownstairs to Amy.", "Sophia side by side, intimately sharing the same alarm. Constance rose\nto the crisis. She no longer had Sophia's energy and decisive", "\"I must just see that your room is all right,\" Constance said.\n\n\"Must you?\" Sophia smiled.\n\nThey climbed the second flight, slowly. Constance was out of breath.", "\"I shall fetch Constance and Sophia,\" said Mrs. Maddack, with tears in\nher voice. \"Do you go into the drawing-room, sister.\"\n\nBut Mrs. Maddack only succeeded in fetching Constance.", "\"Now as to that woman,\" said Sophia in a lower voice, as she sat down\nconfidentially on the edge of the bed. And she told Constance about Amy", "Sophia glanced at Constance. \"Either she shuts this door, or she leaves\nthis house at once, even if I have to fetch a policeman!\"", "again upon Sophia's body. Incredible swiftness of calamity! Who could\nhave foreseen it? Constance was less desolated than numbed. She was as", "As Constance shut and bolted the front-door, the sisters looked at each\nother, Sophia faintly smiling. It seemed to them that they understood", "Constance made no answer; but when Sophia had resumed her own clothes,\nand it was ascertained beyond doubt that the new dress had not", "\"Well,\" Sophia began, when Constance appeared. \"How's darling Mr.\nPovey?\" She was lying on her back, and smiling at her two hands, which\nshe held up in front of her.", "Fortunately Constance was passing in the corridor, otherwise Sophia had\nbeen found guilty of a great breach of duty.\n\n\"Go to father,\" she whispered hysterically to Constance, and fled\nupwards to the second floor.", "\"Sophia,\" said her mother, with gay excitement, \"you might go and sit\nwith your father for a bit while Constance and I just run up to the" ], [ "\"Sophia,\" said Constance, firmly, approaching the bed, \"I wish you\nwouldn't be so silly!\" She had benevolently ignored the satirical note", "\"What's all this about Sophia wanting to be a school-teacher?\"\n\n\"Wanting to be a school-teacher?\" Constance repeated, in tones of\namazement.", "\"Oh! Sophia!\" Constance muttered awkwardly. \"What ideas you do have, to\nbe sure!\" In her nervousness she rose and picked up some embroidery,", "\"Well,\" said Sophia, rather relieved by this symptom of Constance's\nsecret mind, \"I do hope you won't think I'm meddlesome, but truly it", "Sophia, who suddenly had a vision of Constance as the victim of a reign\nof terror. \"If the creature will do this while I'm here,\" said Sophia", "Then it was that Sophia first perceived Constance's extreme\nseriousness. She was surprised and a little intimidated by it. For the", "Constance, excellent kind heart, tried to imitate her mother's tactics\nas the girls undressed in their room. She thought she could not do\nbetter than ignore Sophia's deplorable state.", "Sophia glanced at Constance. \"Either she shuts this door, or she leaves\nthis house at once, even if I have to fetch a policeman!\"", "As Sophia, fully dressed this time, was descending to breakfast, she\nheard Constance's voice, feebly calling her, and found the convalescent", "\"Oh, Sophia!\" Constance moaned. \"What trouble is this?\"\n\nSophia's lip curled with a disgusted air. Under that she hid her\nsuffering.", "But the idea of leaving Constance, having once rejoined her, did not\nplease Sophia. It disquieted her. She could not see herself living away\nfrom Constance. She was alone--but Constance was there.", "To Constance, Sophia's mere enterprise was just as staggering as her\nsuccess. Fancy her deliberately going out that Saturday morning, after\nher mother's definite decision, to enlist Miss Chetwynd in her aid!", "Sophia saw Constance into bed, and provided her with two hot-water\nbottles against sciatica. They did not talk much.\n\nV", "head. Constance had simply written out of her heart. And that was what\nmade the letter so splendid. Sophia was convinced that no one but a", "into him.' Sophia had, then, in a manner betrayed him. Constance and\nthe doctor discussed that matter with frankness, the doctor humorously\naccusing her of being 'hard' on him. Nevertheless the little cloud", "\"Well,\" Sophia began, when Constance appeared. \"How's darling Mr.\nPovey?\" She was lying on her back, and smiling at her two hands, which\nshe held up in front of her.", "\"Sophia,\" said her mother, with gay excitement, \"you might go and sit\nwith your father for a bit while Constance and I just run up to the", "Sophia, knew what had happened in Manchester. But Constance conjectured\nthat Gerald Scales was dead--or Sophia would never have returned so\nsoon. Then the doctor suggested that on the contrary Gerald Scales", "\"Now as to that woman,\" said Sophia in a lower voice, as she sat down\nconfidentially on the edge of the bed. And she told Constance about Amy", "Further, Constance was glad to get Maria out of Sophia's sight. She was\naccustomed to Maria; with her it did not matter; but she did not care" ], [ "II. SUPPER\n\n III. AN AMBITION SATISFIED\n\n IV. A CRISIS FOR GERALD\n\n V. FEVER", "With regard to the French portion of the story, it was not until I had\nwritten the first part that I saw from a study of my chronological", "\"What does that matter?\" Then after another pause he asked: \"How often\ndo you break a link of it?\"\n\n\"Oh, often,\" she said. \"It's always getting shorter.\"", "IV. CRIME\n\n V. ANOTHER CRIME\n\n VI. THE WIDOW\n\n VII. BRICKS AND MORTAR", "public. But I meant to go much farther than forty! Finally as a supreme\nreason, I had the example and the challenge of Guy de Maupassant's \"Une", "CHAPTER I\n\nTHE SQUARE\n\nI", "devised upon what must have been a backyard of one of the three\nconstituent houses. It was lighted from its roof, and only a wooden\npartition, eight feet high, separated it from the passage. Here Sophia", "CHAPTER V\n\nANOTHER CRIME\n\nI", "He had thought in thousands. Now he began to think in hundreds, in\ntens, daily and hourly. He paid two hundred francs in railway fares in", "CHAPTER IV\n\nEND OF SOPHIA\n\nI", "Nothing occurred for several days. And then one morning--it was\nConstance's birthday: children are nearly always horribly unlucky in", "upstairs, and shivered in the intense cold of the night. She wept\ngently for a very long time. \"What a shame! What a shame!\" she said to", "refuses to be kept. Then three more days passed, and another three.\nThen Samuel Povey remarked in a firm, masculine, fact-fronting tone:", "was silence. The clock struck nine, and it also struck half-past nine.\nShe warned him repeatedly. At ten minutes to ten she said persuasively:", "and broken by loss of sleep. He was a man incapable of regular hours,\nincapable of treating his body with decency. Though going to bed at", "\"It's part of what mother gave me,\" said the boy.\n\n\"I did give him a threepenny bit last week,\" Constance put in guiltily.\n\"It was a long time since he had had any money.\"", "Years passed, until there was a vista of years behind her. Sometimes\nshe would think, in an unoccupied moment, \"How strange it is that I", "V. THE TRAVELLER\n\n VI. ESCAPADE\n\n VII. A DEFEAT\n\n\n\nBOOK II.", "Immediately after breakfast Cyril's bedroom was invested and\nrevolutionized; not till evening was order restored in that chamber.\nAnd on the Wednesday morning it had to be dusted afresh. Sophia watched", "other papers. With precautions against noise she tore the envelope and\nthe letter and papers into small pieces, and then looked about for a\nplace to hide them. A cupboard suggested itself. She got on a chair," ], [ "\"Sophia,\" said Constance, firmly, approaching the bed, \"I wish you\nwouldn't be so silly!\" She had benevolently ignored the satirical note", "\"Now as to that woman,\" said Sophia in a lower voice, as she sat down\nconfidentially on the edge of the bed. And she told Constance about Amy", "Constance, excellent kind heart, tried to imitate her mother's tactics\nas the girls undressed in their room. She thought she could not do\nbetter than ignore Sophia's deplorable state.", "To Constance, Sophia's mere enterprise was just as staggering as her\nsuccess. Fancy her deliberately going out that Saturday morning, after\nher mother's definite decision, to enlist Miss Chetwynd in her aid!", "As Sophia, fully dressed this time, was descending to breakfast, she\nheard Constance's voice, feebly calling her, and found the convalescent", "\"Oh! Sophia!\" Constance muttered awkwardly. \"What ideas you do have, to\nbe sure!\" In her nervousness she rose and picked up some embroidery,", "\"What's all this about Sophia wanting to be a school-teacher?\"\n\n\"Wanting to be a school-teacher?\" Constance repeated, in tones of\namazement.", "\"Well,\" Sophia began, when Constance appeared. \"How's darling Mr.\nPovey?\" She was lying on her back, and smiling at her two hands, which\nshe held up in front of her.", "head. Constance had simply written out of her heart. And that was what\nmade the letter so splendid. Sophia was convinced that no one but a", "\"Well,\" said Sophia, rather relieved by this symptom of Constance's\nsecret mind, \"I do hope you won't think I'm meddlesome, but truly it", "of the foulness and the provinciality of Bursley, Sophia enjoyed the\nintimacy with Constance. As for Constance, she was enchanted. The", "Sophia, bending over her books, made no answer. But the top of her head\nsaid: \"This has no interest for me whatever.\"\n\nConstance left the room, and in a moment returned with her mother.", "\"Oh, Sophia!\" Constance moaned. \"What trouble is this?\"\n\nSophia's lip curled with a disgusted air. Under that she hid her\nsuffering.", "into him.' Sophia had, then, in a manner betrayed him. Constance and\nthe doctor discussed that matter with frankness, the doctor humorously\naccusing her of being 'hard' on him. Nevertheless the little cloud", "Sophia saw Constance into bed, and provided her with two hot-water\nbottles against sciatica. They did not talk much.\n\nV", "two, and Sophia gathered that it was never a certainty, and that\nConstance was accustomed, though not reconciled, to disappointments.\nSophia had been allowed to read the letters. They left a faint", "But the idea of leaving Constance, having once rejoined her, did not\nplease Sophia. It disquieted her. She could not see herself living away\nfrom Constance. She was alone--but Constance was there.", "Then it was that Sophia first perceived Constance's extreme\nseriousness. She was surprised and a little intimidated by it. For the", "background. The sight of Sophia had effected an astonishing\ntransformation in Maud. Maud was a changed girl. Constance could not\nrecognize, in her eager deferential anxiety to be of use, the pert", "Sophia side by side, intimately sharing the same alarm. Constance rose\nto the crisis. She no longer had Sophia's energy and decisive" ], [ "\"Sophia,\" said Constance, firmly, approaching the bed, \"I wish you\nwouldn't be so silly!\" She had benevolently ignored the satirical note", "\"Sophia,\" said her mother, with gay excitement, \"you might go and sit\nwith your father for a bit while Constance and I just run up to the", "Constance had figured a tiresome series of varied complications. As to\nthe burial of Sophia, Cyril was vigorously in favour of an absolutely\nprivate funeral; that is to say, a funeral at which none but himself", "into him.' Sophia had, then, in a manner betrayed him. Constance and\nthe doctor discussed that matter with frankness, the doctor humorously\naccusing her of being 'hard' on him. Nevertheless the little cloud", "Sophia, knew what had happened in Manchester. But Constance conjectured\nthat Gerald Scales was dead--or Sophia would never have returned so\nsoon. Then the doctor suggested that on the contrary Gerald Scales", "But Constance was not so blind. Constance thought exactly as Sophia\nthought. In her heart she did not at all justify or excuse Cyril. She", "Sophia, who suddenly had a vision of Constance as the victim of a reign\nof terror. \"If the creature will do this while I'm here,\" said Sophia", "\"Oh! Sophia!\" Constance muttered awkwardly. \"What ideas you do have, to\nbe sure!\" In her nervousness she rose and picked up some embroidery,", "Sophia slowly perceived the extent of Madame Foucault's duplicity and\nmoral cowardice. No doubt the sick father was an invention. The woman,", "Fortunately Constance was passing in the corridor, otherwise Sophia had\nbeen found guilty of a great breach of duty.\n\n\"Go to father,\" she whispered hysterically to Constance, and fled\nupwards to the second floor.", "\"Oh, Sophia!\" Constance moaned. \"What trouble is this?\"\n\nSophia's lip curled with a disgusted air. Under that she hid her\nsuffering.", "This was the crown of Sophia's career as a perpetrator of the\nunutterable.\n\n\"What!\" Constance's face showed the final contortions of that horrified\nincredulity which is forced to believe.", "two, and Sophia gathered that it was never a certainty, and that\nConstance was accustomed, though not reconciled, to disappointments.\nSophia had been allowed to read the letters. They left a faint", "Constance, excellent kind heart, tried to imitate her mother's tactics\nas the girls undressed in their room. She thought she could not do\nbetter than ignore Sophia's deplorable state.", "it from Sophia. He at once said that it could not have been what the\nFrench doctor had said it was. Constance shrugged her shoulders. She\nwas not surprised. For her there was necessarily something of the", "The girls made way for him to pass them at the head of the twisting\nstairs which led down to the parlour. Constance followed, and Sophia\nfollowed Constance.\n\n\"Have father's chair,\" said Constance.", "But the idea of leaving Constance, having once rejoined her, did not\nplease Sophia. It disquieted her. She could not see herself living away\nfrom Constance. She was alone--but Constance was there.", "Sophia glanced at Constance. \"Either she shuts this door, or she leaves\nthis house at once, even if I have to fetch a policeman!\"", "\"Well,\" Sophia began, when Constance appeared. \"How's darling Mr.\nPovey?\" She was lying on her back, and smiling at her two hands, which\nshe held up in front of her.", "head. Constance had simply written out of her heart. And that was what\nmade the letter so splendid. Sophia was convinced that no one but a" ], [ "\"Sophia,\" said her mother, with gay excitement, \"you might go and sit\nwith your father for a bit while Constance and I just run up to the", "\"Sophia,\" said Constance, firmly, approaching the bed, \"I wish you\nwouldn't be so silly!\" She had benevolently ignored the satirical note", "But the idea of leaving Constance, having once rejoined her, did not\nplease Sophia. It disquieted her. She could not see herself living away\nfrom Constance. She was alone--but Constance was there.", "\"Oh! Sophia!\" Constance muttered awkwardly. \"What ideas you do have, to\nbe sure!\" In her nervousness she rose and picked up some embroidery,", "Then it was that Sophia first perceived Constance's extreme\nseriousness. She was surprised and a little intimidated by it. For the", "\"What's all this about Sophia wanting to be a school-teacher?\"\n\n\"Wanting to be a school-teacher?\" Constance repeated, in tones of\namazement.", "\"She hasn't altered one bit,\" Constance thought with joy. \"Nothing\ncould change Sophia.\" And at the back of that notion was a more general", "Constance, excellent kind heart, tried to imitate her mother's tactics\nas the girls undressed in their room. She thought she could not do\nbetter than ignore Sophia's deplorable state.", "\"Yes,\" said Sophia, brightly and eagerly. She was determined to take\nConstance abroad. \"There are lots of places we could go to, and live", "\"Well,\" Sophia began, when Constance appeared. \"How's darling Mr.\nPovey?\" She was lying on her back, and smiling at her two hands, which\nshe held up in front of her.", "Sophia saw Constance into bed, and provided her with two hot-water\nbottles against sciatica. They did not talk much.\n\nV", "To Constance, Sophia's mere enterprise was just as staggering as her\nsuccess. Fancy her deliberately going out that Saturday morning, after\nher mother's definite decision, to enlist Miss Chetwynd in her aid!", "Mrs. Baines, coming from the kitchen, and hearing Constance's voice,\nburst upon the scene, which silenced her. Parents are sometimes\nsilenced. She found Sophia and Mr. Scales in the shop.", "Sophia glanced at Constance. \"Either she shuts this door, or she leaves\nthis house at once, even if I have to fetch a policeman!\"", "Sophia side by side, intimately sharing the same alarm. Constance rose\nto the crisis. She no longer had Sophia's energy and decisive", "\"Oh, Sophia!\" Constance moaned. \"What trouble is this?\"\n\nSophia's lip curled with a disgusted air. Under that she hid her\nsuffering.", "As Sophia, fully dressed this time, was descending to breakfast, she\nheard Constance's voice, feebly calling her, and found the convalescent", "Further, Constance was glad to get Maria out of Sophia's sight. She was\naccustomed to Maria; with her it did not matter; but she did not care", "No reply. It was Sophia who pushed the door open. Constance made an\nelderly prim plucking gesture at Sophia's bare arm, but she followed", "\"Now as to that woman,\" said Sophia in a lower voice, as she sat down\nconfidentially on the edge of the bed. And she told Constance about Amy" ], [ "Sophia was gone. She was gone with Gerald Scales.", "\"Sophia's run off. That's the plain English of it!\" said Mrs. Baines\nwith frigid calm.", "\"He has left me,\" Sophia interrupted him in her weak and fatigued\nvoice. She closed her eyes as she uttered the words.\n\n\"Left you?\" He glanced round to be sure that the waiter had retired.", "\"No,\" said Sophia. \"He is gone. Will you go downstairs and wait for me.\nWe will go together to Cook's office. It is English money I have.\"", "Sophia explained.\n\nHe led her further, through the private office, into a sort of parlour,\nand asked her to sit down. And he too sat down. Sophia waited, as it\nwere, like a suitor.", "In a united blush they turned away, up the gradual slope. Sophia knew\nno longer what she was doing. For some minutes she was as helpless as\nthough she had been in a balloon with him.", "Sophia was angry with him. He had evidently planned the proposal. If\ncapable of respect, he was evidently also capable of chicane. But she", "Sophia. The men often talked about their guard-duty, and disappeared\nfor a day or two to the ramparts, but she was too busy to listen to", "And a sob broke out of Sophia. She was behaving like a little child.\nShe bore no trace of the young maiden sedately crossing the Square\nwithout leave and without an escort.", "\"Not a word!\" said Sophia.\n\nIn this brief question and reply, all was crudely implied that had\npreviously been supposed not to exist. The relations between the two\nwomen were altered irretrievably in a moment.", "\"Oh! Sophia!\" Constance muttered awkwardly. \"What ideas you do have, to\nbe sure!\" In her nervousness she rose and picked up some embroidery,", "Sophia refused offers of food and nursing.\n\n\"Madame knows without doubt that monsieur has gone away?\"\n\n\"Has he paid the bill?\" Sophia asked bluntly.", "\"Sophia!\" she breathed, with an intensity of alarm that merged into\ncondoning admiration. \"Whatever will you do next?\"", "had nothing.\" And so on. No word of apology. Sophia, in reading the\nletter, allowed for a certain exaggeration and twisting of the truth.", "Sophia's position had been prearranged between him and Carlier. They\ncould forget food, but they could think of Sophia's position!", "\"Is that Sophia?\"\n\n\"Yes, father,\" she answered cheerfully.\n\nAnd after another pause, the old man said: \"Ay! It's Sophia.\"", "The young man became grave and excessively ceremonious. He bowed low\nover Sophia's hand and kissed it. Her impulse was to laugh, but the", "themselves, but they had soon sickened of it and loathed it. Sophia\nbecame more and more obsessed by the monstrous absurdity of the simple", "Sophia was now alone with Mr. Scales, for in order to discuss the\nunnameable freely with Mrs. Chatterley her sister was edging up the", "\"Sophia,\" said Constance, firmly, approaching the bed, \"I wish you\nwouldn't be so silly!\" She had benevolently ignored the satirical note" ], [ "BOOK II\n\nCONSTANCE\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER I\n\nREVOLUTION\n\nI", "that Dick was dead. It was a trying time for Lily. She had left\nConstance after a brief visit, with a preoccupied unusual air, saying", "Constance had figured a tiresome series of varied complications. As to\nthe burial of Sophia, Cyril was vigorously in favour of an absolutely\nprivate funeral; that is to say, a funeral at which none but himself", "Constance was the more frank. Lily as well as Constance was in\nmourning. A few months previously her aged grandfather, 'Holl, the", "Everybody considered that Constance had 'come splendidly through' the\ndreadful affair of Sophia's death. Indeed, it was observed that she was", "calmness until the funeral was over: and then Constance perceived that\nthe remembered mother of her girlhood existed no longer. For the\nmajority of human souls it would have been easier to love a virtuous", "in the balance of power in her realm. Part of its tragedy was that\nnone, not even Constance, could divine the intensity of Mrs. Baines's", "again upon Sophia's body. Incredible swiftness of calamity! Who could\nhave foreseen it? Constance was less desolated than numbed. She was as", "He would spend it as carelessly as though he had picked it up in the\nstreet. As the days went by and Constance realized her own grief, she", "\"Your father couldn't wait,\" Constance said to Cyril when he had\nthundered down the stairs in his heavy schoolboy boots. \"Give it to\nme.\" She went to restore the muffler to its place.", "\"But Constance is too young.\"\n\n\"Constance is twenty. She is more than twenty.\"\n\n\"In any case you won't expect me to give you an answer now.\"", "Fortunately Constance's widowhood had already lost its touching\nnovelty, so that the greetings, if self-conscious, were at any rate", "any reference to Constance's loss; but by their tone, their glances, at\nConstance and at each other, and their heroically restrained sighs,\nthey spread desolation as though they had been spreading ashes instead", "Sophia, knew what had happened in Manchester. But Constance conjectured\nthat Gerald Scales was dead--or Sophia would never have returned so\nsoon. Then the doctor suggested that on the contrary Gerald Scales", "the preparations, and the increasing agitation of Constance's\ndemeanour, with an astonishment which she had real difficulty in\nconcealing. \"Is the woman absolutely mad?\" she asked herself. The", "loyal. She would not consciously give with one hand while taking away\nwith the other, and in accepting Constance's decision she honestly\nmeant to close her eyes to its stupidity. But she could not entirely", "one for herself. She bitterly regretted that she had no child. In this,\nshe envied Constance. A child seemed to be the one commodity worth", "twenty years ago, but Constance perfectly remembered. And now, she was\na widow! How strange and how impressive was life! And she had kept her\nword; not positively, not without hesitations; for though times were", "Was Constance happy? Of course there was always something on her mind,\nsomething that had to be dealt with, either in the shop or in the", "\"Asleep,\" said Constance. \"At least mother thinks so. She says sleep is\nthe best thing for him.\"\n\n\"'It will probably come on again,'\" said Sophia." ], [ "\"How should I know there is something between you? Constance has never\nsaid a word to me. And have you?\"\n\n\"Well,\" said he. \"We've hidden nothing.\"", "\"Constance,\" said a low voice above her. She jumped. \"Is that you?\"\n\n\"Yes.\"", "twenty years ago, but Constance perfectly remembered. And now, she was\na widow! How strange and how impressive was life! And she had kept her\nword; not positively, not without hesitations; for though times were", "house. Constance would never have admitted these facts, even to\nherself; and no one would ever have dared to suggest them to her. For\nwith all her temperamental mildness she had her formidable side.", "Constance's. She began a little stiffly, but after a few lines her\ngenerous and passionate soul was responding freely to the appeal of", "Constance. When he stated that there was to be a public meeting that\nvery night, and that Constance as a ratepayer ought to go to it and", "Constance could not sleep. As she lay darkly awake by her husband, her\nsecret being seemed to be a-quiver with emotion. Not exactly sorrow;", "The renowned name of Jim Boon gave him pause; but he had to go through\nwith the affair, and he went through with it, though nervously.\nConstance followed his agitated footsteps to the side-door.", "Constance sighed as her husband stepped, nervous and self-important,\nout of the side-door into the street. It was early, not yet eight\no'clock, and the shop still unopened.", "Constance wanted to please him; she lived for nothing but to please\nhim; he was, however, exceedingly difficult to please, not in the least", "Constance made no remark. This was a blow. Bursley was such a\nparticular place. Doubtless, Gerald Scales had behaved like a\nscoundrel. That was sure!", "Constance's eyes were full of tears. \"Never mind!\" she murmured, and\nwent upstairs.\n\nIt was all over in a moment.\n\nII", "Constance took the letter trembling. \"Here it is at last,\" she cried.\n\nWhen she had put on her spectacles and read it, she exclaimed:", "by choosing Constance for service. In refusing wine, she blushed; then\nthe fellow offered a glass to Cyril, who went scarlet, and mumbled 'No'", "What with servants, chasms, and signboards, Constance considered that\nher life as a married woman would not be deficient in excitement. Long\nafterwards, she fell asleep, thinking of Sophia.\n\nIII", "Constance had figured a tiresome series of varied complications. As to\nthe burial of Sophia, Cyril was vigorously in favour of an absolutely\nprivate funeral; that is to say, a funeral at which none but himself", "Constance stared, at a loss. It surely could not after all be true, the\nsubstance of the rumours that had floated like vapours in the Square\nfor eight years and more!\n\n\"What...?\" she began.", "He looked momentarily at Constance. \"No,\" he grated, \"I don't know as I\ndid.\"", "Constance had no apprehensions about him. The most dangerous part of\nthe winter was over, and there was nothing now to force him into\nindiscretions. She said to herself calmly that he should stay in bed as", "husband was that he seldom failed to be cheery and polite. He never\nmissed asking after the health of Mrs. Baines. And when Constance\nreplied that her mother was 'pretty well considering,' but that she" ], [ "\"He has left me,\" Sophia interrupted him in her weak and fatigued\nvoice. She closed her eyes as she uttered the words.\n\n\"Left you?\" He glanced round to be sure that the waiter had retired.", "Mr. Critchlow deigned no remark. \"When did ye leave this Paris?\" he\ndemanded of Sophia, leaning back, and putting his hands on the arms of\nthe chair.\n\n\"Yesterday morning,\" said Sophia,", "Sophia was also glad that she had refused to proceed to Paris. The\nrecollection of her firmness in refusing flattered her vanity as a girl", "Sophia refused offers of food and nursing.\n\n\"Madame knows without doubt that monsieur has gone away?\"\n\n\"Has he paid the bill?\" Sophia asked bluntly.", "This was the end of Sophia's romantic adventures in France. Soon\nafterwards the Germans entered Paris, by mutual agreement, and made a", "But the idea of leaving Constance, having once rejoined her, did not\nplease Sophia. It disquieted her. She could not see herself living away\nfrom Constance. She was alone--but Constance was there.", "Sophia held a high opinion of her own commonsense and capacity for\nlooking after herself, and she could scarcely believe that he was\nexpecting her to go to Paris, and at night, without being married. She", "\"Madame, one is going to leave you all alone for some time.\"\n\n\"Come in,\" said Sophia, who was sitting up in an armchair, and reading.", "Sophia still possessed about a hundred pounds, and had she chosen to\nleave Paris and France, there was nothing to prevent her from doing so.", "In a united blush they turned away, up the gradual slope. Sophia knew\nno longer what she was doing. For some minutes she was as helpless as\nthough she had been in a balloon with him.", "themselves, but they had soon sickened of it and loathed it. Sophia\nbecame more and more obsessed by the monstrous absurdity of the simple", "Madame Foucault had in fact gone away in the hope that Sophia, trapped,\nwould pay; and that in the end, she had not even had the courage of her", "previous business in Paris had brought him into relations with the\ngreat firms; and Sophia suffered a brief humiliation in the discovery\nthat his private opinion of her dresses was that they were not dresses", "When he was gone she said to herself: \"Scarcely a fortnight and Sophia\nwas here at this table!\" She would remember every now and then, with a\nfaint shock, that poor, proud, masterful Sophia was dead.", "Sophia and Constance exchanged several letters. Sophia said repeatedly\nthat she could not leave Paris. At length she roundly asked Constance", "\"It is the first time you come Paris, madame?\" Chirac addressed himself\nto Sophia, in limping, timorous English.\n\n\"Yes,\" she giggled. He bowed again.", "the want of them. But, as chance had given him Chirac, he maintained\nthe connection whenever they came to Paris. Sophia, of course, had not", "Mrs. Baines, driven from the banquet by her feelings, went into the\ndrawing-room. Sophia was there, and Sophia, seeing tears in her", "Sophia explained.\n\nHe led her further, through the private office, into a sort of parlour,\nand asked her to sit down. And he too sat down. Sophia waited, as it\nwere, like a suitor.", "Sophia sat waiting on the sofa in the parlour. It appeared to her that,\nthough little more than a month had elapsed since her arrival in" ], [ "Sophia had conquered again. Once more Sophia had resolved to accomplish\na thing and she had accomplished it. Events had fallen out thus. The", "of that disaster. Sophia's charm and Sophia's beauty--what profit had\nthey been to their owner? She saw pictures of Sophia's career,", "\"No!\" said Sophia. \"I won't lend you the money. But I tell you what I\nwill do. I will buy the furniture at that price; and I will promise to", "Why should Sophia feel sorrowful? She did not know. She was free; free\nto go where she liked and do what she liked, She had no", "\"Please do not talk in that way,\" said Sophia. \"I have money, and I can\npay for everything, and I shall pay for everything.\"", "\"No,\" said Sophia, \"I'm sure you don't see it. But you are. You know,\nyou are just a little apt to let yourself be a slave to that house of", "Sophia, up in her room, was endeavouring to be philosophical, and to\nsee the world brightly. She was saying to herself that she must take", "And, moreover, Sophia was full of the sense of her superiority over the\nwoman on the bed. Four years ago, in the Restaurant Sylvain, the", "\"Sophia!\" she breathed, with an intensity of alarm that merged into\ncondoning admiration. \"Whatever will you do next?\"", "\"Is that Sophia?\"\n\n\"Yes, father,\" she answered cheerfully.\n\nAnd after another pause, the old man said: \"Ay! It's Sophia.\"", "The fact was that Sophia did know what she meant. The terms of their\nintercourse had been suddenly changed. There was no pretentious", "had nothing.\" And so on. No word of apology. Sophia, in reading the\nletter, allowed for a certain exaggeration and twisting of the truth.", "\"All right,\" said Sophia, pretending to be absorbed in study, as she\nsat on the sofa at the foot of her father's bed.", "also realized more and more the completeness of the tragedy of Sophia's\nlife. Headstrong Sophia had deceived her mother, and for the deception\nhad paid with thirty years of melancholy and the entire frustration of", "Thus Sophia became the proprietress of the Pension Frensham in the cold\nand correct Rue Lord Byron. She made room in it for nearly all her", "\"Not a word!\" said Sophia.\n\nIn this brief question and reply, all was crudely implied that had\npreviously been supposed not to exist. The relations between the two\nwomen were altered irretrievably in a moment.", "Sophia had left all her money to Cyril, and had made him the sole\nexecutor of her will. This arrangement had been agreed with Constance.", "Sophia explained.\n\nHe led her further, through the private office, into a sort of parlour,\nand asked her to sit down. And he too sat down. Sophia waited, as it\nwere, like a suitor.", "Sophia gingerly into the forbidden room, which was, however, empty. The\nbed had been ruffled, and on it lay a book, \"The Harvest of a Quiet\nEye.\"", "Both women protested, Sophia the more vivaciously. It was Sophia now\nwho was wounded." ], [ "In the end Sophia arose and put on the peignoir which she had almost\ndetermined never to wear again. The broad corridor was lighted by a", "Sophia went to the post-office and despatched a telegram. Then,\npartially eased, she returned to the arid and painful desolation of the\nhouse.\n\nIV", "Sophia, was perhaps not so bad. For Sophia might return out of the\ndarkness. The blow of Sophia's flight had seemed unique when it was", "Of course the event had been bound to happen. People do not vanish\nnever to be heard of again. The time surely arrives when the secret is\nrevealed. So Sophia said to herself--now!", "\"Is that Sophia?\"\n\n\"Yes, father,\" she answered cheerfully.\n\nAnd after another pause, the old man said: \"Ay! It's Sophia.\"", "But the idea of leaving Constance, having once rejoined her, did not\nplease Sophia. It disquieted her. She could not see herself living away\nfrom Constance. She was alone--but Constance was there.", "So Sophia, faced with the shut door of the bedroom, went down to the\nparlour by the shorter route. She knew that on going up again, after\ntea, she would find the devastated tray on the doormat.", "Sophia gingerly into the forbidden room, which was, however, empty. The\nbed had been ruffled, and on it lay a book, \"The Harvest of a Quiet\nEye.\"", "Sophia had conquered again. Once more Sophia had resolved to accomplish\na thing and she had accomplished it. Events had fallen out thus. The", "Later, Sophia seemed to be revisiting the sea on whose waves the cab\nhad swum; but now she was under the sea, in a watery gulf, terribly", "and gone, and that another Sophia had come into her body: so intensely\nconscious was she of a fundamental change in herself under the stress\nof continuous experience. And though this was but a seeming, though she", "As Sophia, fully dressed this time, was descending to breakfast, she\nheard Constance's voice, feebly calling her, and found the convalescent", "\"He has left me,\" Sophia interrupted him in her weak and fatigued\nvoice. She closed her eyes as she uttered the words.\n\n\"Left you?\" He glanced round to be sure that the waiter had retired.", "\"Yes,\" said Sophia, weakly. She was conscious of a profound sadness\nwhich was not grief, though it resembled grief. And she had also a", "themselves, but they had soon sickened of it and loathed it. Sophia\nbecame more and more obsessed by the monstrous absurdity of the simple", "Sophia sat waiting on the sofa in the parlour. It appeared to her that,\nthough little more than a month had elapsed since her arrival in", "In yielding to Constance's terrible inertia, Sophia had meant\nnevertheless to work her own will on the interior of the house. She had", "Sophia, up in her room, was endeavouring to be philosophical, and to\nsee the world brightly. She was saying to herself that she must take", "Sophia, knew what had happened in Manchester. But Constance conjectured\nthat Gerald Scales was dead--or Sophia would never have returned so\nsoon. Then the doctor suggested that on the contrary Gerald Scales", "In a united blush they turned away, up the gradual slope. Sophia knew\nno longer what she was doing. For some minutes she was as helpless as\nthough she had been in a balloon with him." ], [ "And Mrs. Baines said: \"My life is over.\" It was, though she was\nscarcely fifty. She felt old, old and beaten. She had fought and been", "Mrs. Baines, driven from the banquet by her feelings, went into the\ndrawing-room. Sophia was there, and Sophia, seeing tears in her", "Mrs. Baines followed her. \"Been to the Library?\" questioned Mrs. Baines.\n\n\"Yes, mother. And it's simply perishing.\"", "It is the fact that Mrs. Baines was taken aback. She did nothing\nindiscreet; she did not give vent to her excusable amazement that the", "And did Mrs. Baines encourage him in his single-minded enterprise on\nbehalf of HER business? Not a bit! Mrs. Baines's attitude, when not", "Mrs. Baines was very polite to the young man. He related his interview\nwith the police, whose opinion was that he had been attacked by stray", "Mrs. Baines had suffered much that day. She knew that she was in an\nirritable, nervous state, and therefore she said to herself, in her", "blushed, and so forth interminably. Yet Mrs. Baines really thought that\nshe alone knew. Such is the power of the ineradicable delusion that", "that Mrs. John Baines was a personage. Yet it suddenly occurred to Miss\nChetwynd that her pride in being the prospective sister-in-law of the", "And Mrs. Baines, staring at Fan, had a similar though not the same\nsentiment. The silence was terrible. Constance took on the mien of a", "she had been the one person to whom Mrs. Baines looked for support and\nguidance. When she died, Mrs. Baines paid the tribute of respect with", "\"I want to speak to you first, my pet,\" Mrs. Baines stopped her. And\nher tone was peculiar, charged with import, confidential, and therefore\nvery flattering to Constance.", "\"Ah! So you know Lawyer Lawton!\" observed Mrs. Baines, impressed, for\nLawyer Lawton did not consort with tradespeople. He was jolly with", "Mrs. Baines merely tossed her head. Constance, happily for Constance,\nwas not present at this final defeat of the old order. Had she been\nthere, she would certainly not have known where to look.\n\nII", "\"No,\" said Mrs. Baines, with a different expression.\n\n\"Keeps cheerful?\"\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\"Good! A very good morning to you.\"", "Mrs. Baines was wearing a black alpaca apron. She removed it and put on\nanother one of black satin embroidered with yellow flowers, which, by", "Mrs. Baines concealed a sigh. The explosion certainly disturbed her.\nShe had hoped that the smooth surface of things would not be ruffled.", "\"Come?\" Mrs. Baines repeated. \"Of course she's not come! What do you\nmean, sister?\"", "The stairs-door opened, and Mrs. Baines appeared, in bonnet and furs\nand gloves, all clad for going out. She had abandoned the cocoon of\ncrape, but still wore weeds. She was stouter than ever.", "Mrs. Baines was unfortunate in her phrasing that morning. She happened\nto be, in truth, rather an exceptional parent, but that morning she" ], [ "Sophia, knew what had happened in Manchester. But Constance conjectured\nthat Gerald Scales was dead--or Sophia would never have returned so\nsoon. Then the doctor suggested that on the contrary Gerald Scales", "\"Sophia,\" said her mother, with gay excitement, \"you might go and sit\nwith your father for a bit while Constance and I just run up to the", "Fortunately Constance was passing in the corridor, otherwise Sophia had\nbeen found guilty of a great breach of duty.\n\n\"Go to father,\" she whispered hysterically to Constance, and fled\nupwards to the second floor.", "\"Sophia,\" said Constance, firmly, approaching the bed, \"I wish you\nwouldn't be so silly!\" She had benevolently ignored the satirical note", "Not merely had Constance and Sophia never really felt their father's\ntragedy; Mrs. Baines herself had largely lost the sense of it--such is", "Constance had figured a tiresome series of varied complications. As to\nthe burial of Sophia, Cyril was vigorously in favour of an absolutely\nprivate funeral; that is to say, a funeral at which none but himself", "two, and Sophia gathered that it was never a certainty, and that\nConstance was accustomed, though not reconciled, to disappointments.\nSophia had been allowed to read the letters. They left a faint", "Sophia saw Constance into bed, and provided her with two hot-water\nbottles against sciatica. They did not talk much.\n\nV", "\"Oh! Sophia!\" Constance muttered awkwardly. \"What ideas you do have, to\nbe sure!\" In her nervousness she rose and picked up some embroidery,", "into him.' Sophia had, then, in a manner betrayed him. Constance and\nthe doctor discussed that matter with frankness, the doctor humorously\naccusing her of being 'hard' on him. Nevertheless the little cloud", "\"Well,\" Sophia began, when Constance appeared. \"How's darling Mr.\nPovey?\" She was lying on her back, and smiling at her two hands, which\nshe held up in front of her.", "Sophia glanced at Constance. \"Either she shuts this door, or she leaves\nthis house at once, even if I have to fetch a policeman!\"", "Sophia, who suddenly had a vision of Constance as the victim of a reign\nof terror. \"If the creature will do this while I'm here,\" said Sophia", "But Constance was not so blind. Constance thought exactly as Sophia\nthought. In her heart she did not at all justify or excuse Cyril. She", "Sophia side by side, intimately sharing the same alarm. Constance rose\nto the crisis. She no longer had Sophia's energy and decisive", "\"Oh, Sophia!\" Constance moaned. \"What trouble is this?\"\n\nSophia's lip curled with a disgusted air. Under that she hid her\nsuffering.", "Then it was that Sophia first perceived Constance's extreme\nseriousness. She was surprised and a little intimidated by it. For the", "But the idea of leaving Constance, having once rejoined her, did not\nplease Sophia. It disquieted her. She could not see herself living away\nfrom Constance. She was alone--but Constance was there.", "As Sophia, fully dressed this time, was descending to breakfast, she\nheard Constance's voice, feebly calling her, and found the convalescent", "Constance, excellent kind heart, tried to imitate her mother's tactics\nas the girls undressed in their room. She thought she could not do\nbetter than ignore Sophia's deplorable state." ], [ "Sophia was gone. She was gone with Gerald Scales.", "Sophia explained.\n\nHe led her further, through the private office, into a sort of parlour,\nand asked her to sit down. And he too sat down. Sophia waited, as it\nwere, like a suitor.", "Sophia was angry with him. He had evidently planned the proposal. If\ncapable of respect, he was evidently also capable of chicane. But she", "In a united blush they turned away, up the gradual slope. Sophia knew\nno longer what she was doing. For some minutes she was as helpless as\nthough she had been in a balloon with him.", "And a sob broke out of Sophia. She was behaving like a little child.\nShe bore no trace of the young maiden sedately crossing the Square\nwithout leave and without an escort.", "\"Sophia's run off. That's the plain English of it!\" said Mrs. Baines\nwith frigid calm.", "\"He has left me,\" Sophia interrupted him in her weak and fatigued\nvoice. She closed her eyes as she uttered the words.\n\n\"Left you?\" He glanced round to be sure that the waiter had retired.", "The young man became grave and excessively ceremonious. He bowed low\nover Sophia's hand and kissed it. Her impulse was to laugh, but the", "\"Not a word!\" said Sophia.\n\nIn this brief question and reply, all was crudely implied that had\npreviously been supposed not to exist. The relations between the two\nwomen were altered irretrievably in a moment.", "Sophia. The men often talked about their guard-duty, and disappeared\nfor a day or two to the ramparts, but she was too busy to listen to", "Mrs. Baines, driven from the banquet by her feelings, went into the\ndrawing-room. Sophia was there, and Sophia, seeing tears in her", "had nothing.\" And so on. No word of apology. Sophia, in reading the\nletter, allowed for a certain exaggeration and twisting of the truth.", "\"Oh! Sophia!\" Constance muttered awkwardly. \"What ideas you do have, to\nbe sure!\" In her nervousness she rose and picked up some embroidery,", "\"No,\" said Sophia. \"He is gone. Will you go downstairs and wait for me.\nWe will go together to Cook's office. It is English money I have.\"", "themselves, but they had soon sickened of it and loathed it. Sophia\nbecame more and more obsessed by the monstrous absurdity of the simple", "So Sophia was apprenticed to Miss Aline Chetwynd. Mrs. Baines bore\nherself greatly. It was Miss Chetwynd who had urged, and her respect", "Sophia was also glad that she had refused to proceed to Paris. The\nrecollection of her firmness in refusing flattered her vanity as a girl", "Sophia's position had been prearranged between him and Carlier. They\ncould forget food, but they could think of Sophia's position!", "When he was gone she said to herself: \"Scarcely a fortnight and Sophia\nwas here at this table!\" She would remember every now and then, with a\nfaint shock, that poor, proud, masterful Sophia was dead.", "Sophia had conquered again. Once more Sophia had resolved to accomplish\na thing and she had accomplished it. Events had fallen out thus. The" ], [ "\"He has left me,\" Sophia interrupted him in her weak and fatigued\nvoice. She closed her eyes as she uttered the words.\n\n\"Left you?\" He glanced round to be sure that the waiter had retired.", "When he was gone she said to herself: \"Scarcely a fortnight and Sophia\nwas here at this table!\" She would remember every now and then, with a\nfaint shock, that poor, proud, masterful Sophia was dead.", "Sophia involuntarily caught her breath. A chill sense of loneliness, of\npurposelessness, numbed her being.", "Sophia refused offers of food and nursing.\n\n\"Madame knows without doubt that monsieur has gone away?\"\n\n\"Has he paid the bill?\" Sophia asked bluntly.", "Sophia. The men often talked about their guard-duty, and disappeared\nfor a day or two to the ramparts, but she was too busy to listen to", "she had wakened infallibly every time he stirred, and rearranged him by\nthe flicker of a little oil lamp. But Sophia, unhappy creature, had\nmerely left him. That was all.", "Sophia was gone. She was gone with Gerald Scales.", "themselves, but they had soon sickened of it and loathed it. Sophia\nbecame more and more obsessed by the monstrous absurdity of the simple", "Then it was that Sophia failed to keep all her rooms let. She could\nhave let them easily and constantly and at high rents; but not to men\nwithout encumbrances. Nearly every day she refused attractive tenants", "In a united blush they turned away, up the gradual slope. Sophia knew\nno longer what she was doing. For some minutes she was as helpless as\nthough she had been in a balloon with him.", "Thus Sophia was left side by side with the vermilion cloak. She was\nquite helpless. All the pride of a married woman had abandoned her. She", "Sophia was angry with him. He had evidently planned the proposal. If\ncapable of respect, he was evidently also capable of chicane. But she", "had nothing.\" And so on. No word of apology. Sophia, in reading the\nletter, allowed for a certain exaggeration and twisting of the truth.", "Sophia explained.\n\nHe led her further, through the private office, into a sort of parlour,\nand asked her to sit down. And he too sat down. Sophia waited, as it\nwere, like a suitor.", "Sophia went to the post-office and despatched a telegram. Then,\npartially eased, she returned to the arid and painful desolation of the\nhouse.\n\nIV", "Mrs. Baines, driven from the banquet by her feelings, went into the\ndrawing-room. Sophia was there, and Sophia, seeing tears in her", "Sophia unmistakably flushed. \"I don't know that I am a widow,\" said\nshe, with an air. \"My husband left me in 1870, and I've never seen nor\nheard of him since.\"", "But the idea of leaving Constance, having once rejoined her, did not\nplease Sophia. It disquieted her. She could not see herself living away\nfrom Constance. She was alone--but Constance was there.", "\"Madame, one is going to leave you all alone for some time.\"\n\n\"Come in,\" said Sophia, who was sitting up in an armchair, and reading.", "Sophia gingerly into the forbidden room, which was, however, empty. The\nbed had been ruffled, and on it lay a book, \"The Harvest of a Quiet\nEye.\"" ], [ "\"Constance,\" said a low voice above her. She jumped. \"Is that you?\"\n\n\"Yes.\"", "\"How should I know there is something between you? Constance has never\nsaid a word to me. And have you?\"\n\n\"Well,\" said he. \"We've hidden nothing.\"", "He looked momentarily at Constance. \"No,\" he grated, \"I don't know as I\ndid.\"", "Constance made no remark. This was a blow. Bursley was such a\nparticular place. Doubtless, Gerald Scales had behaved like a\nscoundrel. That was sure!", "his son, Constance's son. Had Constance a grown-up son? Constance must\nbe over fifty now, perhaps a grandmother! Had she really married Samuel", "Constance wanted to please him; she lived for nothing but to please\nhim; he was, however, exceedingly difficult to please, not in the least", "Constance. When he stated that there was to be a public meeting that\nvery night, and that Constance as a ratepayer ought to go to it and", "The renowned name of Jim Boon gave him pause; but he had to go through\nwith the affair, and he went through with it, though nervously.\nConstance followed his agitated footsteps to the side-door.", "lady.' Perhaps they would have been startled to know that Constance\nlovingly looked down on both of them. She had unbounded admiration for", "Constance's. She began a little stiffly, but after a few lines her\ngenerous and passionate soul was responding freely to the appeal of", "Constance was the more frank. Lily as well as Constance was in\nmourning. A few months previously her aged grandfather, 'Holl, the", "And Constance was absolutely in the wrong. She had not argued at all.\nShe had merely stuck to her idea like a mule! How difficult and painful\nwould be the next meeting with Constance, after this grievous\nmiscarriage!", "Constance could not sleep. As she lay darkly awake by her husband, her\nsecret being seemed to be a-quiver with emotion. Not exactly sorrow;", "house. Constance would never have admitted these facts, even to\nherself; and no one would ever have dared to suggest them to her. For\nwith all her temperamental mildness she had her formidable side.", "Constance's eyes were full of tears. \"Never mind!\" she murmured, and\nwent upstairs.\n\nIt was all over in a moment.\n\nII", "Constance stared, at a loss. It surely could not after all be true, the\nsubstance of the rumours that had floated like vapours in the Square\nfor eight years and more!\n\n\"What...?\" she began.", "\"You are making a mistake, Constance,\" she said, \"if you will allow me\nto say so.\"\n\n\"A mistake!\" exclaimed Constance, startled.", "of his gloomiest apprehensions, he nosed obstinately up to Constance,\nand would not be put off. In vain Constance told him at length that he", "This was inaccurate. Nearly everything was the matter with Constance,\nwho had never been less Constance than during that afternoon. But Mrs.", "Fortunately Constance's widowhood had already lost its touching\nnovelty, so that the greetings, if self-conscious, were at any rate" ], [ "Mr. Povey found himself obliged to take a serious risk. \"Empty your\npockets, then.\"\n\nCyril, perceiving that he had lost that particular game, emptied his\npockets.", "\"Can't you?\" said Mr. Povey, cynically. \"I can. He simply did it to\nfrighten us.\"\n\n\"Oh, Cyril!\" Constance admonished the child. \"Cyril!\"", "\"I've punished him, of course,\" said Mr. Povey, like a god who is above\nhuman weaknesses. \"What did you expect me to do? Someone had to do it.\"", "\"Oh, Mr. Povey!\" Constance cried in confusion, and added, \"There's one\ngood thing, it can't hurt you any more now.\"", "\"There he is!\" said Mr. Povey, still playing, but with his eye on the\nstreet.", "He was Mr. Povey, a person universally esteemed, both within and\nwithout the shop, the surrogate of bedridden Mr. Baines, the unfailing", "Povey was startled. Mr. Povey had a thumping within his breast as he\nrubbed his hands and drew the head-master to the private corner where", "\"Good-night, officer! Brrr!\" said Mr. Povey, gathering his dignity\nabout him and holding himself as though it was part of his normal habit", "\"Why not?\" demanded Mr. Povey. And he moved off.\n\n\"But Sam--\"\n\n\"I'll look after him, I tell you!\" Mr. Povey repeated, threateningly.", "contrary. Mr. Povey was better already, and he evidently remained in\nignorance of his loss.", "\"But what are you going to do?\" Constance asked with fear.\n\n\"Well,\" said Mr. Povey, \"has this sort of thing got to be dealt with,\nor hasn't it?\" He departed upstairs.", "\"Oh, Mr. Povey!\" said Constance quickly--for he had surprised them\ncoming out of his bedroom; \"we were just looking for you.\"\n\n\"To see if we could do anything for you,\" Sophia added.", "\"Ah, Mr. Povey!\" he ejaculated grievously.", "\"Oh!\" Mr. Povey scowled at his forgetfulness.\n\n\"I'll put it in its place,\" said Constance, offering to receive the\ntape-measure.", "Mr. Povey abruptly left the room, followed by Fan. Both the women were\nin tears, and he was tremendously surprised to discover a dangerous", "\"Oh, nothing!\" replied Mr. Povey, carelessly. Each was deceiving the\nother: Mr. Povey hid his crime, and Constance hid her knowledge of his\ncrime. False, false! But this is what marriage is.", "\"Oh!\" said Mr. Povey, facing her with absurd nervous brusqueness, as\nthough pretending: \"Ah, yes! We have something to say--I was\nforgetting!\" Then he began: \"It's about Constance and me.\"", "The tension was snapped by Mr. Povey. \"My God!\" he muttered, moved by a\nstartling discovery to this impious and disgraceful oath (he, the", "Nothing could be hid from Mr. Povey. The details were distressing.\n\n\"So Cyril is a liar and a thief, to say nothing of this smoking!\" Mr.\nPovey concluded.", "\"He's in bed now,\" said Mr. Povey, with a magnificent attempt to be\nnonchalant. \"You mustn't go near him.\"\n\n\"But have you washed him?\" Constance whimpered." ], [ "previous business in Paris had brought him into relations with the\ngreat firms; and Sophia suffered a brief humiliation in the discovery\nthat his private opinion of her dresses was that they were not dresses", "Thus Sophia became the proprietress of the Pension Frensham in the cold\nand correct Rue Lord Byron. She made room in it for nearly all her", "Sophia was also glad that she had refused to proceed to Paris. The\nrecollection of her firmness in refusing flattered her vanity as a girl", "Sophia explained.\n\nHe led her further, through the private office, into a sort of parlour,\nand asked her to sit down. And he too sat down. Sophia waited, as it\nwere, like a suitor.", "to the sounds of noisy commerce. In that instance business had simply\nmoved a few yards to the east; but Sophia knew, from hints in\nConstance's letters and in her talk, that business in general had moved", "Sophia put a hat on and went to the grocer's. The grocer, who kept a\nbusy establishment at the corner of the Rue Clausel, was a middle-aged", "Without many words Sophia went straight into the shop. It looked like a\njeweller's shop, and a shop for bargains generally. Only the", "Sophia sat waiting on the sofa in the parlour. It appeared to her that,\nthough little more than a month had elapsed since her arrival in", "This was the end of Sophia's romantic adventures in France. Soon\nafterwards the Germans entered Paris, by mutual agreement, and made a", "Sophia's sole interest was in her profits. The excellence of her house\nwas firmly established. She kept it up, and she kept the modest prices", "Sophia, on arriving in Paris with the ring on her triumphant finger,\nhad timidly mentioned the subject of frocks. None would have guessed", "anything, whereas Constance had remained just Constance. Paris was a\ngreat place; and it was immensely far off. And the mere sound of that\nlimited company business was intimidating. Imagine Sophia having by her", "Sophia held a high opinion of her own commonsense and capacity for\nlooking after herself, and she could scarcely believe that he was\nexpecting her to go to Paris, and at night, without being married. She", "of that disaster. Sophia's charm and Sophia's beauty--what profit had\nthey been to their owner? She saw pictures of Sophia's career,", "Then there was a silence. Sophia was very thankful to be hidden from\nthe curiosity of the shop. The shop could see nothing of her, and only", "Sophia had conquered again. Once more Sophia had resolved to accomplish\na thing and she had accomplished it. Events had fallen out thus. The", "Then it was that Sophia failed to keep all her rooms let. She could\nhave let them easily and constantly and at high rents; but not to men\nwithout encumbrances. Nearly every day she refused attractive tenants", "\"It is the first time you come Paris, madame?\" Chirac addressed himself\nto Sophia, in limping, timorous English.\n\n\"Yes,\" she giggled. He bowed again.", "Sophia refused offers of food and nursing.\n\n\"Madame knows without doubt that monsieur has gone away?\"\n\n\"Has he paid the bill?\" Sophia asked bluntly.", "charm and a glance that was far too brazen. Her movements were vulgar.\nAnd Sophia wondered how she had established her empire and upon what it\nrested." ], [ "He was Mr. Povey, a person universally esteemed, both within and\nwithout the shop, the surrogate of bedridden Mr. Baines, the unfailing", "Povey was startled. Mr. Povey had a thumping within his breast as he\nrubbed his hands and drew the head-master to the private corner where", "Mr. Povey found himself obliged to take a serious risk. \"Empty your\npockets, then.\"\n\nCyril, perceiving that he had lost that particular game, emptied his\npockets.", "Mr. Povey made no immediate answer. He was in charge of these\nproceedings, and was very anxious to conduct them with dignity and with", "\"Can't you?\" said Mr. Povey, cynically. \"I can. He simply did it to\nfrighten us.\"\n\n\"Oh, Cyril!\" Constance admonished the child. \"Cyril!\"", "\"Oh!\" Mr. Povey scowled at his forgetfulness.\n\n\"I'll put it in its place,\" said Constance, offering to receive the\ntape-measure.", "\"Here it is,\" said Constance, quickly. Mr. Povey's overcoat and hat\nwere hung on a hook immediately outside the room, in the passage. She\ngave him the overcoat, anxious to be of service.", "\"There he is!\" said Mr. Povey, still playing, but with his eye on the\nstreet.", "Mr. Povey said nothing. Constance said: \"Mr. Povey thought of it\nto-day. Don't you think it's very good, mother?\"", "\"Yes,\" she whispered faintly. \"There's something on it.\"\n\n\"I thought so,\" said Mr. Povey. \"Where did you steal it from?\" he\ndemanded.", "\"Oh, Mr. Povey!\" Constance cried in confusion, and added, \"There's one\ngood thing, it can't hurt you any more now.\"", "\"Well,\" said Mr. Povey, rising from the rocking-chair that in a\nprevious age had been John Baines's, \"I've got to make a start some\ntime, so I may as well begin now!\"", "Mr. Povey had recently been giving attention to the question of\ntickets. It is not too much to say that Mr. Povey, to whom heaven had", "\"I've punished him, of course,\" said Mr. Povey, like a god who is above\nhuman weaknesses. \"What did you expect me to do? Someone had to do it.\"", "\"Oh, Mr. Povey!\" said Constance quickly--for he had surprised them\ncoming out of his bedroom; \"we were just looking for you.\"\n\n\"To see if we could do anything for you,\" Sophia added.", "Mr. Povey was an exceedingly methodical person, and he was also one of\nthose persons who must always be 'beforehand' with time. Thus at night", "\"Why not?\" demanded Mr. Povey. And he moved off.\n\n\"But Sam--\"\n\n\"I'll look after him, I tell you!\" Mr. Povey repeated, threateningly.", "\"Where are you going to?\" Mr. Povey interrupted his conversation to\nstop the flying girl.\n\n\"She's just going to the post for me,\" Constance called out from the\nregion of the till.", "\"That depends on you,\" Mr. Povey interrupted her. When he was nervous\nhis manners deteriorated into a behaviour that resembled rudeness.\n\"That depends on you!\" he repeated grimly.\n\n\"But--\"", "Nothing could be hid from Mr. Povey. The details were distressing.\n\n\"So Cyril is a liar and a thief, to say nothing of this smoking!\" Mr.\nPovey concluded." ], [ "several times, but Sophia quietened her by sheer force of\nindividuality. Constance had one advantage over Sophia. She knew Buxton\nand its neighbourhood intimately, and she was therefore in a position", "had been at the shop since before the creation of Constance and Sophia.\nShe lived seventeen hours of each day in an underground kitchen and\nlarder, and the other seven in an attic, never going out except to", "of the foulness and the provinciality of Bursley, Sophia enjoyed the\nintimacy with Constance. As for Constance, she was enchanted. The", "to the sounds of noisy commerce. In that instance business had simply\nmoved a few yards to the east; but Sophia knew, from hints in\nConstance's letters and in her talk, that business in general had moved", "When Constance came to bed, half an hour later, Sophia was already in\nbed. The room was fairly spacious. It had been the girls' retreat and", "Was Constance happy? Of course there was always something on her mind,\nsomething that had to be dealt with, either in the shop or in the", "To Constance, Sophia's mere enterprise was just as staggering as her\nsuccess. Fancy her deliberately going out that Saturday morning, after\nher mother's definite decision, to enlist Miss Chetwynd in her aid!", "During most of the day Constance sat in 'Miss Insull's corner' in the\nshop. Twenty years ago this very corner had been hers. But now, instead", "Sophia saw Constance into bed, and provided her with two hot-water\nbottles against sciatica. They did not talk much.\n\nV", "Constance, excellent kind heart, tried to imitate her mother's tactics\nas the girls undressed in their room. She thought she could not do\nbetter than ignore Sophia's deplorable state.", "With the profound, instinctive cruelty of youth, Constance and Sophia\nhad assembled in their favourite haunt, the show-room, expressly to", "They passed through the shop together, causing a terrific concealed\nemotion, and then they did violence to Constance by appearing in the", "was strange, considering Constance's sweet affectionateness. Still,\nConstance could be a little trying--at times. Anyhow, it was soon clear\nto Sophia that the idea of mother and son living together in London was", "Watling Street. In short, the usual daily life of the county was\nproceeding with all its immense variety and importance; but though\nConstance and Sophia were in it they were not of it.", "But the idea of leaving Constance, having once rejoined her, did not\nplease Sophia. It disquieted her. She could not see herself living away\nfrom Constance. She was alone--but Constance was there.", "\"Sophia,\" said Constance, firmly, approaching the bed, \"I wish you\nwouldn't be so silly!\" She had benevolently ignored the satirical note", "two, and Sophia gathered that it was never a certainty, and that\nConstance was accustomed, though not reconciled, to disappointments.\nSophia had been allowed to read the letters. They left a faint", "house. Constance would never have admitted these facts, even to\nherself; and no one would ever have dared to suggest them to her. For\nwith all her temperamental mildness she had her formidable side.", "Those two girls, Constance and Sophia Baines, paid no heed to the\nmanifold interest of their situation, of which, indeed, they had never", "anything, whereas Constance had remained just Constance. Paris was a\ngreat place; and it was immensely far off. And the mere sound of that\nlimited company business was intimidating. Imagine Sophia having by her" ] ]

[ "What does Sophia's name reflect about her personality?", "What does Constance's name reflect about her personality?", "Who did Sophia elope with?", "What concerns Constance about her son?", "Where did Sophia's husband abandon her?", "What does Sophia eventually own in Paris?", "Where do Sophia and Constance reunite?", "What is Sophia and Constance's relation to each other?", "How many parts is the story broken up into? ", "Who details the adolescence of Sophia and Constance?", "What is wrong with the Sophia and Constances father?", "Who is the main adult in Sophia and Constances life?", "Who does Sophia elope with?", "Whose death does Constance deal with in the second part?", "What is Constances husbands name?", "Who abandons Sophia in Paris?", "What does Sophia end up owning?", "Where does Sophia return in the final part?", "Who was Mrs Banies?", "What happen to Sophia and Constance father?", "Whom did Sophia eloped with?", "Where did Sophia husband abandoned her?", "Who was Constance husband?", "What happen to Mr Povey?", "What kind of business Sophia owned in Paris?", "Where did Mr Povey worked?", "Where was Shopia and Constance childhood home?" ]

[ [ "She is sophisticated.", "Her sophistication" ], [ "She is constant.", "She is constant" ], [ "A travelling salesman.", "A travelling salesman" ], [ "His character and behavior.", "His character and behavior." ], [ "In Paris.", "Paris. " ], [ "A successful pensione.", "A pensione" ], [ "In their old childhood home in England.", "England." ], [ "Sisters.", "They are sisters. " ], [ "Four", "Four parts" ], [ "Mrs. Baines", "Mrs Banies" ], [ "He is ill and bedridden", "He is ill and bedridden. " ], [ "Mrs. Baines", "Mrs. Baines" ], [ "A travelling salesman", "A traveling salesman." ], [ "Her husband", "Her husbands. " ], [ "Mr. Povey", "Mr. Povey. " ], [ "Her husband", "Her husband" ], [ "A pensione", "A pensione." ], [ "England", "to England" ], [ "Sophia and Constance mother", "Sophia and Constance's mom" ], [ "He was on his sick bed.", "He is ill and bedridden" ], [ "A travelling salesman.", "A traveling salesman." ], [ "Paris", "Paris" ], [ "Mr Povey", "Mr. Povey." ], [ "He died.", "He passed away." ], [ "Pensione", "A Pensione shop." ], [ "He worked at the father's shop.", "In a shop." ], [ "England", "Somewhere in England" ] ]

[ [ "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "who calls himself Benjamin Bathurst is any such envoy, and we do\nnot think that it would be any service to the government of His\nBritannic Majesty to allow an impostor to travel about Europe in", "My name is Benjamin Bathurst, and I am Envoy Extraordinary and\nMinister Plenipotentiary of the government of His Britannic Majesty", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "suspicious person, to hold him until more can be learned about\nhim. However, as he represents himself to be a British diplomat,\nI am unwilling to assume any further responsibility, and am", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "the guise of a British diplomatic representative. We certainly\nshould not thank the government of His Britannic Majesty for\nfailing to take steps to deal with some person who, in England,", "_He was en route to Hamburg from Vienna, where he had been serving\nas his government's envoy to the court of what Napoleon had left", "\"Yes, exactly! The unrealistic beliefs of diplomats are what\nsoldiers die of,\" he said. \"I said as much to Hartenstein, but he", "Prussia. Sir Benjamin does not have a twin brother. It has been\nsuggested that this fellow might be a half-brother, but, as far\nas I know, there is no justification for this theory.", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "Berlin. And understand this.\" He pointed his pipe at me as though\nit were a pistol. \"Your orders are to take him there and turn him\nover at the Ministry of Police. Nothing has been said about", "I don't think Hartenstein has anybody he can trust to handle him.\nThe prisoner claims to be some sort of a British diplomat, and", "\"Ha! What diplomat hasn't?\" I asked.\n\nOld Keitel gave a laugh, somewhere between the bark of a dog and\nthe croaking of a raven.", "who claims to be a British diplomat. This person was taken into\ncustody by the police at Perleburg yesterday, as a result of a\ndisturbance at an inn there; he is being detained on technical", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am" ], [ "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "_In November 1809, an Englishman named Benjamin Bathurst vanished,\ninexplicably and utterly._", "out of sight of his secretary and his valet. He was not seen to\nleave the inn yard. He was not seen again, ever._", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "signed, is bad enough, with a coach-and-four turning into a farm\nwagon, like Cinderella's coach into a pumpkin, and three people\nvanishing as though swallowed by the earth. But all this is", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "I have heard nothing, yet, from my dispatch of the 29th concerning\nthe death of the man who called himself Benjamin Bathurst, but I", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "around, to see this gentleman speaking to Wilhelm Beick and Fritz\nHerzer, who were greasing their wagon in the yard. He had not been\nin the yard when I had turned away to empty the bucket, and I", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "Hauck and who had claimed to be the innkeeper, had drugged his wine\nand stolen his coach and made off with his secretary and his\nservants. At this point, the innkeeper and the bystanders all began", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "Benjamin Bathurst\n\n\n\n(Statement of Christian Hauck, innkeeper, taken at the police\nstation at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)", "either killed or driven into exile. How many times, when I was a\nlittle boy, did I not sit up long past my bedtime, when old", "description of all of them, and persuaded him to go into an\nupstairs room, where I kept him under guard. I did start\ninquiries, calling in all my informers and spies, but, as I" ], [ "_In November 1809, an Englishman named Benjamin Bathurst vanished,\ninexplicably and utterly._", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "I have heard nothing, yet, from my dispatch of the 29th concerning\nthe death of the man who called himself Benjamin Bathurst, but I", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "out of sight of his secretary and his valet. He was not seen to\nleave the inn yard. He was not seen again, ever._", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "Benjamin Bathurst\n\n\n\n(Statement of Christian Hauck, innkeeper, taken at the police\nstation at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)", "(Statement of the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, taken at the\npolice station at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)", "have interviewed this man Bathurst and say that, save for his\nfixed belief in a nonexistent situation, he is perfectly sane.", "during the storming of Quebec. And Burgoyne had done just as\nBathurst had said; he had gone through Gates like a knife, and\ndown the Hudson to join Howe.", "either killed or driven into exile. How many times, when I was a\nlittle boy, did I not sit up long past my bedtime, when old" ], [ "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "massacre, and cities burning; blockades, and starvation; kings\ndeposed, and thrones tumbling like tenpins; battles in which the\nsoldiers of every nation fought, and in which tens of thousands", "That, I thought, was safe enough. Name me one year, since the\ndays of Julius Caesar, when the situation in Europe hasn't been\ntragic! And it worked, to perfection.", "_At least, not in this continuum...._", "And a dictator, unsupported by the prestige of royalty, has no\nchoice but to lead his people into foreign war, to keep them from\nturning upon him.\"", "It was like that all the way to Berlin. All these things seem\nfoolish, by daylight, but as I sat in the darkness of that", "But Arnold hadn't been at Saratoga. I know; I have read much of\nthe American War. Arnold was shot dead on New Year's Day of 1776,", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "As it happened, he didn't, and none of my precautions--except\nthe cognac--were needed. The man didn't look like a lunatic to", "Heaven, and the rest accusing one another of complicity in the\nhoax. If that was somebody's intention, it was literally a\nhowling success. For a while, it was even feared that there would", "either killed or driven into exile. How many times, when I was a\nlittle boy, did I not sit up long past my bedtime, when old", "\"Yes, just so. At least, that's what Hartenstein told me. I wanted\nto know what sort of a madman--there are various kinds of madmen,", "\"Yes, exactly! The unrealistic beliefs of diplomats are what\nsoldiers die of,\" he said. \"I said as much to Hartenstein, but he", "he were giving me a view of Hell. _Gott im Himmel_, the things\nthat man talked of! Armies swarming over Europe; sack and", "last words, at the Battle of Doylestown! And here, this man was\ntelling me that the Patriots had really won, and set up the\nrepublic for which they had fought! I had been prepared for some", "were mowed down like ripe grain; and, over all, the Satanic\nfigure of a little man in a gray coat, who dictated peace to the", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "Emperor to this General Bonaparte, and of battles being fought all\nover Europe, and I don't know what other fantastic things. Your\nexcellency, I have heard of all sorts of madmen--one believing", "\"In my belief,\" says this Englishman, \"the whole mess is the\nresult of the victory of the rebellious colonists in North\nAmerica, and their blasted republic.\"", "I had paid little heed to his ravings about the King of France\nbeing dethroned, or about this General Bonaparte who called himself\nthe Emperor Napoleon, but I found all these things mentioned in his" ], [ "But Arnold hadn't been at Saratoga. I know; I have read much of\nthe American War. Arnold was shot dead on New Year's Day of 1776,", "during the storming of Quebec. And Burgoyne had done just as\nBathurst had said; he had gone through Gates like a knife, and\ndown the Hudson to join Howe.", "we got Benedict Arnold to turn his coat, but we didn't do it soon\nenough. If he hadn't been on the field that day, Burgoyne would", "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when", "last words, at the Battle of Doylestown! And here, this man was\ntelling me that the Patriots had really won, and set up the\nrepublic for which they had fought! I had been prepared for some", "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "\"In my belief,\" says this Englishman, \"the whole mess is the\nresult of the victory of the rebellious colonists in North\nAmerica, and their blasted republic.\"", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "struggle! How I used to shiver at his tales of the terrible\nwinter camp, or thrill at the battles, or weep as he told how he\nheld the dying Washington in his arms, and listened to his noble", "But he had. When Louis XVI ordered the howitzers turned on the\nmob at Versailles, and then sent the dragoons to ride down the", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "living, in exile, in Switzerland. His alleged predecessor in\noffice, Thomas Jefferson, was the author of the rebel Declaration;\nafter the defeat of the rebels, he escaped to Havana, and died,", "My name is Benjamin Bathurst, and I am Envoy Extraordinary and\nMinister Plenipotentiary of the government of His Britannic Majesty", "and his regime. A successful resistance to royal authority in\nAmerica was all the French Republicans needed to inspire them. Of\ncourse, we have Louis's own weakness to blame, too. If he'd given" ], [ "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "have interviewed this man Bathurst and say that, save for his\nfixed belief in a nonexistent situation, he is perfectly sane.", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "My name is Benjamin Bathurst, and I am Envoy Extraordinary and\nMinister Plenipotentiary of the government of His Britannic Majesty", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "who calls himself Benjamin Bathurst is any such envoy, and we do\nnot think that it would be any service to the government of His\nBritannic Majesty to allow an impostor to travel about Europe in", "After guiding the conversation to where I wanted it, I asked him:\n\n\"What, _Herr_ Bathurst, in your belief, is the real, underlying\ncause of the present tragic situation in Europe?\"", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "during the storming of Quebec. And Burgoyne had done just as\nBathurst had said; he had gone through Gates like a knife, and\ndown the Hudson to join Howe.", "\"But, _Herr_ Bathurst,\" I asked, \"how could that affect the\nsituation in Europe? America is thousands of miles away, across\nthe ocean.\"", "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when", "I have heard nothing, yet, from my dispatch of the 29th concerning\nthe death of the man who called himself Benjamin Bathurst, but I" ], [ "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "is King's lieutenant governor for the Crown Colony of Georgia. As\nSir Thomas Lawrence did his portrait a few years back, he is in\nan excellent position to criticize the work of Lieutenant von", "during the storming of Quebec. And Burgoyne had done just as\nBathurst had said; he had gone through Gates like a knife, and\ndown the Hudson to join Howe.", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "My name is Benjamin Bathurst, and I am Envoy Extraordinary and\nMinister Plenipotentiary of the government of His Britannic Majesty", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "\"In my belief,\" says this Englishman, \"the whole mess is the\nresult of the victory of the rebellious colonists in North\nAmerica, and their blasted republic.\"", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "who calls himself Benjamin Bathurst is any such envoy, and we do\nnot think that it would be any service to the government of His\nBritannic Majesty to allow an impostor to travel about Europe in", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "\"But, _Herr_ Bathurst,\" I asked, \"how could that affect the\nsituation in Europe? America is thousands of miles away, across\nthe ocean.\"", "have interviewed this man Bathurst and say that, save for his\nfixed belief in a nonexistent situation, he is perfectly sane." ], [ "is King's lieutenant governor for the Crown Colony of Georgia. As\nSir Thomas Lawrence did his portrait a few years back, he is in\nan excellent position to criticize the work of Lieutenant von", "\"In my belief,\" says this Englishman, \"the whole mess is the\nresult of the victory of the rebellious colonists in North\nAmerica, and their blasted republic.\"", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "To hazard a purely unofficial opinion, I should not imagine that\nLondon is very much dissatisfied with this dénouement. His Majesty's", "Britannic Majesty's government haven't done so, and never will;\nnot so long as one Englishman has a finger left to pull a trigger.", "My name is Benjamin Bathurst, and I am Envoy Extraordinary and\nMinister Plenipotentiary of the government of His Britannic Majesty", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "This is entirely confidential, but those papers which were in\nthat dispatch case kicked up the devil's own row in London, with\nhalf the government bigwigs protesting their innocence to high", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "appears to involve matters of State, both here and abroad, I am\nconvinced that it is of sufficient importance to be brought to\nyour personal attention. Frankly, I am unwilling to take any", "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "to the court of His Majesty Franz I, Emperor of Austria, or, at\nleast, I was until the events following the Austrian surrender\nmade necessary my return to London. I left Vienna on the morning", "living, in exile, in Switzerland. His alleged predecessor in\noffice, Thomas Jefferson, was the author of the rebel Declaration;\nafter the defeat of the rebels, he escaped to Havana, and died,", "the guise of a British diplomatic representative. We certainly\nshould not thank the government of His Britannic Majesty for\nfailing to take steps to deal with some person who, in England,", "\"That's right, colonel; the baron is my uncle,\" I said. \"What\ndoes Hartenstein want done?\"", "May it please your honor, my name is Wilhelm Beick, and I am\na tenant on the estate of the Baron von Hentig. On this day, I" ], [ "\"So, you Prussians concede him the title of Emperor, and refer\nto him as Napoleon,\" he said. \"Well, I can assure you that His", "Emperor to this General Bonaparte, and of battles being fought all\nover Europe, and I don't know what other fantastic things. Your\nexcellency, I have heard of all sorts of madmen--one believing", "I was baffled, however, by one name, frequently mentioned in\nthose fantastic papers. This was the English general, Wellington.\nI haven't the least idea who this person might be.", "fact, that the French Monarchy had been overthrown by some military\nadventurer named Bonaparte, who was calling himself the Emperor\nNapoleon, and who had made war on Austria and forced a surrender. I", "I had paid little heed to his ravings about the King of France\nbeing dethroned, or about this General Bonaparte who called himself\nthe Emperor Napoleon, but I found all these things mentioned in his", "I have the honor, your excellency, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera,\n\nSir Arthur Wellesley\n\n\nTHE END.", "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "These are mistakes which only a madman would make. There are those\nwho think our prisoner is mad, because of his apparent delusions\nabout the great conqueror, General Bonaparte, alias the Emperor", "\"And who is Bonaparte?\" I asked.\n\nHe stared at me as though I had asked him, \"Who is the Lord Jehovah?\"\nThen, after a moment, a look of comprehension came into his face.", "one George Canning, and all the world knows that Lord Castlereagh\nhas been Foreign Minister these last five years. And to cap it\nall, he had a safe-conduct, sealed with the seal of the Prussian", "in actual life; there is, in the French army, a Colonel of\nArtillery by that name, a Corsican who Gallicized his original\nname of Napolione Buonaparte. He is a most brilliant military", "of the Austrian Empire. At an inn in Perleburg, in Prussia, while\nexamining a change of horses for his coach, he casually stepped", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "last words, at the Battle of Doylestown! And here, this man was\ntelling me that the Patriots had really won, and set up the\nrepublic for which they had fought! I had been prepared for some", "allusions, and I inquired, what surrender, and what were French\ntroops doing in Austria. The man looked at me in a pitying\nmanner, and said:", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "The General Bonaparte, alias the Emperor Napoleon, who is given so\nmuch mention in the dispatches, seems also to have a counterpart", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "massacre, and cities burning; blockades, and starvation; kings\ndeposed, and thrones tumbling like tenpins; battles in which the\nsoldiers of every nation fought, and in which tens of thousands" ], [ "me. He was a rather stout gentleman, of past middle age, with a\nruddy complexion and an intelligent face. The only unusual thing\nabout him was his hat, which was a peculiar contraption, looking", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "May it please your honor, my name is Wilhelm Beick, and I am\na tenant on the estate of the Baron von Hentig. On this day, I", "In the first place, your excellency, I have the strongest doubts\nof the man's story. The statement which he made before me, and", "midst of them, the innkeeper, Christian Hauck, in altercation with\na stranger. This stranger was a gentlemanly-appearing person,\ndressed in traveling clothes, who had under his arm a small", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "It was like that all the way to Berlin. All these things seem\nfoolish, by daylight, but as I sat in the darkness of that", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "\"Yes, just so. At least, that's what Hartenstein told me. I wanted\nto know what sort of a madman--there are various kinds of madmen,", "convinced, any ordinary police matter; there is something very\nstrange and disturbing here. The man's statements, taken alone,\nare so incredible as to justify the assumption that he is mad. I", "wouldn't tell me anything more. He seemed to regret having said\neven that much. He looked like a man who's seen a particularly\nterrifying ghost.\" The old man puffed hard at his famous pipe for", "Your honor, the man is mad. What I have told you about this is the\ntruth, and all that I know about this business, so help me God.\n\nChristian Hauck", "officers--a fellow with red hair and a face like a bulldog. But\nthere are a few things which you should be told, which wouldn't\nlook well in an official report, to let you know just what sort", "himself to be the Archangel Gabriel, or Mohammed, or a werewolf,\nand another convinced that his bones are made of glass, or that he", "Well, to cut short the story, I looked at the coach Hartenstein\nhad placed at my disposal, and I decided to chain the left door", "has a little friend, a very clever young lady who is, as you will\nsee, an expert at this sort of work: she was introduced into a\nroom at the Ministry of Police and placed behind a screen, where", "manner. This sentry, who was under the strictest orders to allow\nno one to enter or leave without written authorization, challenged\nhim; when he attempted to run, the sentry fired his musket at him,", "description of all of them, and persuaded him to go into an\nupstairs room, where I kept him under guard. I did start\ninquiries, calling in all my informers and spies, but, as I", "My name is Benjamin Bathurst, and I am Envoy Extraordinary and\nMinister Plenipotentiary of the government of His Britannic Majesty" ], [ "_In November 1809, an Englishman named Benjamin Bathurst vanished,\ninexplicably and utterly._", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "I have heard nothing, yet, from my dispatch of the 29th concerning\nthe death of the man who called himself Benjamin Bathurst, but I", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "Benjamin Bathurst\n\n\n\n(Statement of Christian Hauck, innkeeper, taken at the police\nstation at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "who calls himself Benjamin Bathurst is any such envoy, and we do\nnot think that it would be any service to the government of His\nBritannic Majesty to allow an impostor to travel about Europe in", "(Statement of the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, taken at the\npolice station at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)", "I am also sending you a charcoal sketch of the person who calls\nhimself Benjamin Bathurst. This portrait was taken without its", "My name is Benjamin Bathurst, and I am Envoy Extraordinary and\nMinister Plenipotentiary of the government of His Britannic Majesty", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "out of sight of his secretary and his valet. He was not seen to\nleave the inn yard. He was not seen again, ever._" ], [ "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when", "last words, at the Battle of Doylestown! And here, this man was\ntelling me that the Patriots had really won, and set up the\nrepublic for which they had fought! I had been prepared for some", "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "But Arnold hadn't been at Saratoga. I know; I have read much of\nthe American War. Arnold was shot dead on New Year's Day of 1776,", "massacre, and cities burning; blockades, and starvation; kings\ndeposed, and thrones tumbling like tenpins; battles in which the\nsoldiers of every nation fought, and in which tens of thousands", "struggle! How I used to shiver at his tales of the terrible\nwinter camp, or thrill at the battles, or weep as he told how he\nheld the dying Washington in his arms, and listened to his noble", "That, I thought, was safe enough. Name me one year, since the\ndays of Julius Caesar, when the situation in Europe hasn't been\ntragic! And it worked, to perfection.", "Emperor to this General Bonaparte, and of battles being fought all\nover Europe, and I don't know what other fantastic things. Your\nexcellency, I have heard of all sorts of madmen--one believing", "either killed or driven into exile. How many times, when I was a\nlittle boy, did I not sit up long past my bedtime, when old", "allusions, and I inquired, what surrender, and what were French\ntroops doing in Austria. The man looked at me in a pitying\nmanner, and said:", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "But he had. When Louis XVI ordered the howitzers turned on the\nmob at Versailles, and then sent the dragoons to ride down the", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "After guiding the conversation to where I wanted it, I asked him:\n\n\"What, _Herr_ Bathurst, in your belief, is the real, underlying\ncause of the present tragic situation in Europe?\"", "we got Benedict Arnold to turn his coat, but we didn't do it soon\nenough. If he hadn't been on the field that day, Burgoyne would", "\"In my belief,\" says this Englishman, \"the whole mess is the\nresult of the victory of the rebellious colonists in North\nAmerica, and their blasted republic.\"", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "\"Yes, exactly! The unrealistic beliefs of diplomats are what\nsoldiers die of,\" he said. \"I said as much to Hartenstein, but he", "manner. This sentry, who was under the strictest orders to allow\nno one to enter or leave without written authorization, challenged\nhim; when he attempted to run, the sentry fired his musket at him," ], [ "during the storming of Quebec. And Burgoyne had done just as\nBathurst had said; he had gone through Gates like a knife, and\ndown the Hudson to join Howe.", "But Arnold hadn't been at Saratoga. I know; I have read much of\nthe American War. Arnold was shot dead on New Year's Day of 1776,", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "But he had. When Louis XVI ordered the howitzers turned on the\nmob at Versailles, and then sent the dragoons to ride down the", "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when", "last words, at the Battle of Doylestown! And here, this man was\ntelling me that the Patriots had really won, and set up the\nrepublic for which they had fought! I had been prepared for some", "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "struggle! How I used to shiver at his tales of the terrible\nwinter camp, or thrill at the battles, or weep as he told how he\nheld the dying Washington in his arms, and listened to his noble", "either killed or driven into exile. How many times, when I was a\nlittle boy, did I not sit up long past my bedtime, when old", "massacre, and cities burning; blockades, and starvation; kings\ndeposed, and thrones tumbling like tenpins; battles in which the\nsoldiers of every nation fought, and in which tens of thousands", "\"Yes, exactly! The unrealistic beliefs of diplomats are what\nsoldiers die of,\" he said. \"I said as much to Hartenstein, but he", "Hauck and who had claimed to be the innkeeper, had drugged his wine\nand stolen his coach and made off with his secretary and his\nservants. At this point, the innkeeper and the bystanders all began", "manner. This sentry, who was under the strictest orders to allow\nno one to enter or leave without written authorization, challenged\nhim; when he attempted to run, the sentry fired his musket at him,", "out of sight of his secretary and his valet. He was not seen to\nleave the inn yard. He was not seen again, ever._", "been hit in the chest with an ounce ball, and died before the\ndoctor could arrive, and without recovering consciousness.", "I had paid little heed to his ravings about the King of France\nbeing dethroned, or about this General Bonaparte who called himself\nthe Emperor Napoleon, but I found all these things mentioned in his", "were mowed down like ripe grain; and, over all, the Satanic\nfigure of a little man in a gray coat, who dictated peace to the", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he" ], [ "we got Benedict Arnold to turn his coat, but we didn't do it soon\nenough. If he hadn't been on the field that day, Burgoyne would", "But Arnold hadn't been at Saratoga. I know; I have read much of\nthe American War. Arnold was shot dead on New Year's Day of 1776,", "last words, at the Battle of Doylestown! And here, this man was\ntelling me that the Patriots had really won, and set up the\nrepublic for which they had fought! I had been prepared for some", "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when", "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "struggle! How I used to shiver at his tales of the terrible\nwinter camp, or thrill at the battles, or weep as he told how he\nheld the dying Washington in his arms, and listened to his noble", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "living, in exile, in Switzerland. His alleged predecessor in\noffice, Thomas Jefferson, was the author of the rebel Declaration;\nafter the defeat of the rebels, he escaped to Havana, and died,", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "either killed or driven into exile. How many times, when I was a\nlittle boy, did I not sit up long past my bedtime, when old", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "\"In my belief,\" says this Englishman, \"the whole mess is the\nresult of the victory of the rebellious colonists in North\nAmerica, and their blasted republic.\"", "out of sight of his secretary and his valet. He was not seen to\nleave the inn yard. He was not seen again, ever._", "during the storming of Quebec. And Burgoyne had done just as\nBathurst had said; he had gone through Gates like a knife, and\ndown the Hudson to join Howe.", "and his regime. A successful resistance to royal authority in\nAmerica was all the French Republicans needed to inspire them. Of\ncourse, we have Louis's own weakness to blame, too. If he'd given", "But he had. When Louis XVI ordered the howitzers turned on the\nmob at Versailles, and then sent the dragoons to ride down the", "manner. This sentry, who was under the strictest orders to allow\nno one to enter or leave without written authorization, challenged\nhim; when he attempted to run, the sentry fired his musket at him,", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he" ], [ "last words, at the Battle of Doylestown! And here, this man was\ntelling me that the Patriots had really won, and set up the\nrepublic for which they had fought! I had been prepared for some", "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "living, in exile, in Switzerland. His alleged predecessor in\noffice, Thomas Jefferson, was the author of the rebel Declaration;\nafter the defeat of the rebels, he escaped to Havana, and died,", "either killed or driven into exile. How many times, when I was a\nlittle boy, did I not sit up long past my bedtime, when old", "But Arnold hadn't been at Saratoga. I know; I have read much of\nthe American War. Arnold was shot dead on New Year's Day of 1776,", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "But he had. When Louis XVI ordered the howitzers turned on the\nmob at Versailles, and then sent the dragoons to ride down the", "were mowed down like ripe grain; and, over all, the Satanic\nfigure of a little man in a gray coat, who dictated peace to the", "struggle! How I used to shiver at his tales of the terrible\nwinter camp, or thrill at the battles, or weep as he told how he\nheld the dying Washington in his arms, and listened to his noble", "\"In my belief,\" says this Englishman, \"the whole mess is the\nresult of the victory of the rebellious colonists in North\nAmerica, and their blasted republic.\"", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "manner. This sentry, who was under the strictest orders to allow\nno one to enter or leave without written authorization, challenged\nhim; when he attempted to run, the sentry fired his musket at him,", "and his regime. A successful resistance to royal authority in\nAmerica was all the French Republicans needed to inspire them. Of\ncourse, we have Louis's own weakness to blame, too. If he'd given", "I had paid little heed to his ravings about the King of France\nbeing dethroned, or about this General Bonaparte who called himself\nthe Emperor Napoleon, but I found all these things mentioned in his", "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when", "been hit in the chest with an ounce ball, and died before the\ndoctor could arrive, and without recovering consciousness.", "out of sight of his secretary and his valet. He was not seen to\nleave the inn yard. He was not seen again, ever._", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "he had been drugged and robbed, and his people kidnaped. He even\nhad the impudence to claim that he and his secretary had been\nsitting at a table in that room, drinking wine, not fifteen" ], [ "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "have interviewed this man Bathurst and say that, save for his\nfixed belief in a nonexistent situation, he is perfectly sane.", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when", "during the storming of Quebec. And Burgoyne had done just as\nBathurst had said; he had gone through Gates like a knife, and\ndown the Hudson to join Howe.", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "After guiding the conversation to where I wanted it, I asked him:\n\n\"What, _Herr_ Bathurst, in your belief, is the real, underlying\ncause of the present tragic situation in Europe?\"", "I have heard nothing, yet, from my dispatch of the 29th concerning\nthe death of the man who called himself Benjamin Bathurst, but I", "all that time, there was no coach-and-four in the inn yard. We\nwere just finishing when this gentleman spoke to us, demanding to\nknow where his coach was. We told him that there had been no", "\"In my belief,\" says this Englishman, \"the whole mess is the\nresult of the victory of the rebellious colonists in North\nAmerica, and their blasted republic.\"", "who calls himself Benjamin Bathurst is any such envoy, and we do\nnot think that it would be any service to the government of His\nBritannic Majesty to allow an impostor to travel about Europe in", "I am also sending you a charcoal sketch of the person who calls\nhimself Benjamin Bathurst. This portrait was taken without its" ], [ "I have the honor, your excellency, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera,\n\nSir Arthur Wellesley\n\n\nTHE END.", "You may tell Count Tarlburg's son that his little friend is a\nmost talented young lady; her sketch was highly commended by no\nless an authority than Sir Thomas Lawrence, and here comes the", "I was baffled, however, by one name, frequently mentioned in\nthose fantastic papers. This was the English general, Wellington.\nI haven't the least idea who this person might be.", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "one George Canning, and all the world knows that Lord Castlereagh\nhas been Foreign Minister these last five years. And to cap it\nall, he had a safe-conduct, sealed with the seal of the Prussian", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "\"And who is Bonaparte?\" I asked.\n\nHe stared at me as though I had asked him, \"Who is the Lord Jehovah?\"\nThen, after a moment, a look of comprehension came into his face.", "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "(From Count von Berchtenwald, to the British Minister.)\n\n28 November, 1809\n\nHonored Sir:", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "Prussia. Sir Benjamin does not have a twin brother. It has been\nsuggested that this fellow might be a half-brother, but, as far\nas I know, there is no justification for this theory.", "My name is Benjamin Bathurst, and I am Envoy Extraordinary and\nMinister Plenipotentiary of the government of His Britannic Majesty", "I had paid little heed to his ravings about the King of France\nbeing dethroned, or about this General Bonaparte who called himself\nthe Emperor Napoleon, but I found all these things mentioned in his", "is King's lieutenant governor for the Crown Colony of Georgia. As\nSir Thomas Lawrence did his portrait a few years back, he is in\nan excellent position to criticize the work of Lieutenant von", "These are mistakes which only a madman would make. There are those\nwho think our prisoner is mad, because of his apparent delusions\nabout the great conqueror, General Bonaparte, alias the Emperor", "Emperor to this General Bonaparte, and of battles being fought all\nover Europe, and I don't know what other fantastic things. Your\nexcellency, I have heard of all sorts of madmen--one believing", "officers--a fellow with red hair and a face like a bulldog. But\nthere are a few things which you should be told, which wouldn't\nlook well in an official report, to let you know just what sort", "But the matter of his credentials was even worse. He had papers,\nsealed with the seal of the British Foreign Office, and to every\nappearance genuine--but they were signed, as Foreign Minister, by" ], [ "I was baffled, however, by one name, frequently mentioned in\nthose fantastic papers. This was the English general, Wellington.\nI haven't the least idea who this person might be.", "I have the honor, your excellency, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera,\n\nSir Arthur Wellesley\n\n\nTHE END.", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "These are mistakes which only a madman would make. There are those\nwho think our prisoner is mad, because of his apparent delusions\nabout the great conqueror, General Bonaparte, alias the Emperor", "\"And who is Bonaparte?\" I asked.\n\nHe stared at me as though I had asked him, \"Who is the Lord Jehovah?\"\nThen, after a moment, a look of comprehension came into his face.", "Emperor to this General Bonaparte, and of battles being fought all\nover Europe, and I don't know what other fantastic things. Your\nexcellency, I have heard of all sorts of madmen--one believing", "the two peasants. The former is certain the man entered the inn\nyard from the street; the latter are just as positive that he did\nnot. Your excellency, I do not like such puzzles, for I am sure", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "I had paid little heed to his ravings about the King of France\nbeing dethroned, or about this General Bonaparte who called himself\nthe Emperor Napoleon, but I found all these things mentioned in his", "convinced, any ordinary police matter; there is something very\nstrange and disturbing here. The man's statements, taken alone,\nare so incredible as to justify the assumption that he is mad. I", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "me. He was a rather stout gentleman, of past middle age, with a\nruddy complexion and an intelligent face. The only unusual thing\nabout him was his hat, which was a peculiar contraption, looking", "allusions, and I inquired, what surrender, and what were French\ntroops doing in Austria. The man looked at me in a pitying\nmanner, and said:", "\"Pardon, excellency,\" he said, \"there's been no coach-and-four here,\nall the time we've been here.\"\n\n\"Yes,\" said his mate, \"and we've been here since just after noon.\"", "expected, I could learn nothing. I could not find anybody, even,\nwho had seen him anywhere in Perleburg before he appeared at the\nSword & Scepter, and that rather surprised me, as somebody should", "To hazard a purely unofficial opinion, I should not imagine that\nLondon is very much dissatisfied with this dénouement. His Majesty's", "But the matter of his credentials was even worse. He had papers,\nsealed with the seal of the British Foreign Office, and to every\nappearance genuine--but they were signed, as Foreign Minister, by", "To tell the truth, we are at our wits' end about this affair.\nI cannot understand how such excellent imitations of these\nvarious seals could be made, and the signature of the Baron von", "I know nothing of this gentleman, nor of his coach, nor his\nsecretary, nor his servants; I never set eyes on him before he" ], [ "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "_In November 1809, an Englishman named Benjamin Bathurst vanished,\ninexplicably and utterly._", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "I have heard nothing, yet, from my dispatch of the 29th concerning\nthe death of the man who called himself Benjamin Bathurst, but I", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "Benjamin Bathurst\n\n\n\n(Statement of Christian Hauck, innkeeper, taken at the police\nstation at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)", "I am also sending you a charcoal sketch of the person who calls\nhimself Benjamin Bathurst. This portrait was taken without its", "who calls himself Benjamin Bathurst is any such envoy, and we do\nnot think that it would be any service to the government of His\nBritannic Majesty to allow an impostor to travel about Europe in", "(Statement of the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, taken at the\npolice station at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)", "My name is Benjamin Bathurst, and I am Envoy Extraordinary and\nMinister Plenipotentiary of the government of His Britannic Majesty", "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when" ], [ "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "My name is Benjamin Bathurst, and I am Envoy Extraordinary and\nMinister Plenipotentiary of the government of His Britannic Majesty", "who calls himself Benjamin Bathurst is any such envoy, and we do\nnot think that it would be any service to the government of His\nBritannic Majesty to allow an impostor to travel about Europe in", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "I am also sending you a charcoal sketch of the person who calls\nhimself Benjamin Bathurst. This portrait was taken without its", "_In November 1809, an Englishman named Benjamin Bathurst vanished,\ninexplicably and utterly._", "I have heard nothing, yet, from my dispatch of the 29th concerning\nthe death of the man who called himself Benjamin Bathurst, but I", "Benjamin Bathurst\n\n\n\n(Statement of Christian Hauck, innkeeper, taken at the police\nstation at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)", "(Statement of the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, taken at the\npolice station at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "have interviewed this man Bathurst and say that, save for his\nfixed belief in a nonexistent situation, he is perfectly sane." ], [ "_In November 1809, an Englishman named Benjamin Bathurst vanished,\ninexplicably and utterly._", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "I have heard nothing, yet, from my dispatch of the 29th concerning\nthe death of the man who called himself Benjamin Bathurst, but I", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "out of sight of his secretary and his valet. He was not seen to\nleave the inn yard. He was not seen again, ever._", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "Benjamin Bathurst\n\n\n\n(Statement of Christian Hauck, innkeeper, taken at the police\nstation at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)", "(Statement of the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, taken at the\npolice station at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)", "have interviewed this man Bathurst and say that, save for his\nfixed belief in a nonexistent situation, he is perfectly sane.", "during the storming of Quebec. And Burgoyne had done just as\nBathurst had said; he had gone through Gates like a knife, and\ndown the Hudson to join Howe.", "either killed or driven into exile. How many times, when I was a\nlittle boy, did I not sit up long past my bedtime, when old" ], [ "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "I have heard nothing, yet, from my dispatch of the 29th concerning\nthe death of the man who called himself Benjamin Bathurst, but I", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "during the storming of Quebec. And Burgoyne had done just as\nBathurst had said; he had gone through Gates like a knife, and\ndown the Hudson to join Howe.", "have interviewed this man Bathurst and say that, save for his\nfixed belief in a nonexistent situation, he is perfectly sane.", "_In November 1809, an Englishman named Benjamin Bathurst vanished,\ninexplicably and utterly._", "out of sight of his secretary and his valet. He was not seen to\nleave the inn yard. He was not seen again, ever._", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "After guiding the conversation to where I wanted it, I asked him:\n\n\"What, _Herr_ Bathurst, in your belief, is the real, underlying\ncause of the present tragic situation in Europe?\"", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when", "Benjamin Bathurst\n\n\n\n(Statement of Christian Hauck, innkeeper, taken at the police\nstation at Perleburg, 25 November, 1809.)" ], [ "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "But Arnold hadn't been at Saratoga. I know; I have read much of\nthe American War. Arnold was shot dead on New Year's Day of 1776,", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "either killed or driven into exile. How many times, when I was a\nlittle boy, did I not sit up long past my bedtime, when old", "manner. This sentry, who was under the strictest orders to allow\nno one to enter or leave without written authorization, challenged\nhim; when he attempted to run, the sentry fired his musket at him,", "\"Yes, exactly! The unrealistic beliefs of diplomats are what\nsoldiers die of,\" he said. \"I said as much to Hartenstein, but he", "But he had. When Louis XVI ordered the howitzers turned on the\nmob at Versailles, and then sent the dragoons to ride down the", "we got Benedict Arnold to turn his coat, but we didn't do it soon\nenough. If he hadn't been on the field that day, Burgoyne would", "That, I thought, was safe enough. Name me one year, since the\ndays of Julius Caesar, when the situation in Europe hasn't been\ntragic! And it worked, to perfection.", "been hit in the chest with an ounce ball, and died before the\ndoctor could arrive, and without recovering consciousness.", "out of sight of his secretary and his valet. He was not seen to\nleave the inn yard. He was not seen again, ever._", "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when", "he had been drugged and robbed, and his people kidnaped. He even\nhad the impudence to claim that he and his secretary had been\nsitting at a table in that room, drinking wine, not fifteen", "struggle! How I used to shiver at his tales of the terrible\nwinter camp, or thrill at the battles, or weep as he told how he\nheld the dying Washington in his arms, and listened to his noble", "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "last words, at the Battle of Doylestown! And here, this man was\ntelling me that the Patriots had really won, and set up the\nrepublic for which they had fought! I had been prepared for some", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "Hauck and who had claimed to be the innkeeper, had drugged his wine\nand stolen his coach and made off with his secretary and his\nservants. At this point, the innkeeper and the bystanders all began" ], [ "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "have interviewed this man Bathurst and say that, save for his\nfixed belief in a nonexistent situation, he is perfectly sane.", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "most bedeviling part of a thoroughly bedeviled business. The\npicture was instantly recognized. It is a very fair likeness of\nBenjamin Bathurst, or, I should say, Sir Benjamin Bathurst, who", "My name is Benjamin Bathurst, and I am Envoy Extraordinary and\nMinister Plenipotentiary of the government of His Britannic Majesty", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "who calls himself Benjamin Bathurst is any such envoy, and we do\nnot think that it would be any service to the government of His\nBritannic Majesty to allow an impostor to travel about Europe in", "After guiding the conversation to where I wanted it, I asked him:\n\n\"What, _Herr_ Bathurst, in your belief, is the real, underlying\ncause of the present tragic situation in Europe?\"", "I have heard nothing, yet, from my dispatch of the 29th concerning\nthe death of the man who called himself Benjamin Bathurst, but I", "I am also sending you a charcoal sketch of the person who calls\nhimself Benjamin Bathurst. This portrait was taken without its", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "\"But, _Herr_ Bathurst,\" I asked, \"how could that affect the\nsituation in Europe? America is thousands of miles away, across\nthe ocean.\"", "_In November 1809, an Englishman named Benjamin Bathurst vanished,\ninexplicably and utterly._" ], [ "living, in exile, in Switzerland. His alleged predecessor in\noffice, Thomas Jefferson, was the author of the rebel Declaration;\nafter the defeat of the rebels, he escaped to Havana, and died,", "either killed or driven into exile. How many times, when I was a\nlittle boy, did I not sit up long past my bedtime, when old", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "But he had. When Louis XVI ordered the howitzers turned on the\nmob at Versailles, and then sent the dragoons to ride down the", "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "last words, at the Battle of Doylestown! And here, this man was\ntelling me that the Patriots had really won, and set up the\nrepublic for which they had fought! I had been prepared for some", "manner. This sentry, who was under the strictest orders to allow\nno one to enter or leave without written authorization, challenged\nhim; when he attempted to run, the sentry fired his musket at him,", "struggle! How I used to shiver at his tales of the terrible\nwinter camp, or thrill at the battles, or weep as he told how he\nheld the dying Washington in his arms, and listened to his noble", "I had paid little heed to his ravings about the King of France\nbeing dethroned, or about this General Bonaparte who called himself\nthe Emperor Napoleon, but I found all these things mentioned in his", "\"I can cut it even finer than that,\" Bathurst continued. \"It was\nthe defeat of Burgoyne at Saratoga. We made a good bargain when", "out of sight of his secretary and his valet. He was not seen to\nleave the inn yard. He was not seen again, ever._", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "coach in the yard all the time we had been there, so he turned\naround and ran into the inn. At the time, I thought that he had\ncome out of the inn before speaking to us, for I know that he", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "and his regime. A successful resistance to royal authority in\nAmerica was all the French Republicans needed to inspire them. Of\ncourse, we have Louis's own weakness to blame, too. If he'd given", "Hauck and who had claimed to be the innkeeper, had drugged his wine\nand stolen his coach and made off with his secretary and his\nservants. At this point, the innkeeper and the bystanders all began", "description of all of them, and persuaded him to go into an\nupstairs room, where I kept him under guard. I did start\ninquiries, calling in all my informers and spies, but, as I", "Arriving there, I left my coach in the inn yard, and I and my\nsecretary, Mr. Jardine, went into the inn. A man, not this fellow", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he" ], [ "living, in exile, in Switzerland. His alleged predecessor in\noffice, Thomas Jefferson, was the author of the rebel Declaration;\nafter the defeat of the rebels, he escaped to Havana, and died,", "either killed or driven into exile. How many times, when I was a\nlittle boy, did I not sit up long past my bedtime, when old", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "I had paid little heed to his ravings about the King of France\nbeing dethroned, or about this General Bonaparte who called himself\nthe Emperor Napoleon, but I found all these things mentioned in his", "allusions, and I inquired, what surrender, and what were French\ntroops doing in Austria. The man looked at me in a pitying\nmanner, and said:", "\"Yes, just so. At least, that's what Hartenstein told me. I wanted\nto know what sort of a madman--there are various kinds of madmen,", "to the court of His Majesty Franz I, Emperor of Austria, or, at\nleast, I was until the events following the Austrian surrender\nmade necessary my return to London. I left Vienna on the morning", "These are mistakes which only a madman would make. There are those\nwho think our prisoner is mad, because of his apparent delusions\nabout the great conqueror, General Bonaparte, alias the Emperor", "Your excellency will have noticed, in his statement, certain\nallusions to the Austrian surrender, and to French troops in\nAustria. After his statement had been taken down, I noticed these", "chief adviser to the usurper, Bonaparte. His Eminence, I have\nalways thought, is the sort of fellow who would land on his feet", "description of all of them, and persuaded him to go into an\nupstairs room, where I kept him under guard. I did start\ninquiries, calling in all my informers and spies, but, as I", "Hauck and who had claimed to be the innkeeper, had drugged his wine\nand stolen his coach and made off with his secretary and his\nservants. At this point, the innkeeper and the bystanders all began", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "he were giving me a view of Hell. _Gott im Himmel_, the things\nthat man talked of! Armies swarming over Europe; sack and", "Emperor to this General Bonaparte, and of battles being fought all\nover Europe, and I don't know what other fantastic things. Your\nexcellency, I have heard of all sorts of madmen--one believing", "he had been drugged and robbed, and his people kidnaped. He even\nhad the impudence to claim that he and his secretary had been\nsitting at a table in that room, drinking wine, not fifteen", "one George Canning, and all the world knows that Lord Castlereagh\nhas been Foreign Minister these last five years. And to cap it\nall, he had a safe-conduct, sealed with the seal of the Prussian" ], [ "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had", "The accompanying copies of statements taken this day will explain\nhow the prisoner, the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, came into\nmy custody. I have charged him with causing disorder and being a", "Benjamin Bathurst to have entered the inn yard--yet he did. It\nwas impossible that he should carry papers of the sort found in\nhis dispatch case, or that such papers should exist--yet I am", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "I have no idea why the self-so-called Benjamin Bathurst, who,\nuntil now, was well-behaved and seemed to take his confinement", "The man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst is now lodged in an\napartment here at the Ministry; he is being treated with every\nconsideration, and, except for freedom of movement, accorded\nevery privilege.", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "\"And, after that, Louis's death followed as surely as night after\nday,\" Bathurst was saying. \"And because the French had no experience", "doubt very much if any official notice will ever be taken of it.\nYour government had a perfect right to detain the fellow, and,\nthat being the case, he attempted to escape at his own risk. After", "shut on the outside, so that it couldn't be opened from within.\nThen, I would put my prisoner on my left, so that the only way out", "have interviewed this man Bathurst and say that, save for his\nfixed belief in a nonexistent situation, he is perfectly sane.", "manner. This sentry, who was under the strictest orders to allow\nno one to enter or leave without written authorization, challenged\nhim; when he attempted to run, the sentry fired his musket at him,", "during the storming of Quebec. And Burgoyne had done just as\nBathurst had said; he had gone through Gates like a knife, and\ndown the Hudson to join Howe.", "An investigation revealed that the prisoner, who was confined\non the third floor of the building, had fashioned a rope from his", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "out of sight of his secretary and his valet. He was not seen to\nleave the inn yard. He was not seen again, ever._", "produced from his dispatch case sundry papers. One of these was\na letter of safe-conduct, issued by the Prussian Chancellery, in\nwhich he was named and described as Benjamin Bathurst. The other", "enter this by kicking the glass out of the window. I am trying to\nfind out how he could do this without being heard. I can assure\nyou that somebody is going to smart for this night's work. As for", "description of all of them, and persuaded him to go into an\nupstairs room, where I kept him under guard. I did start\ninquiries, calling in all my informers and spies, but, as I" ], [ "I was baffled, however, by one name, frequently mentioned in\nthose fantastic papers. This was the English general, Wellington.\nI haven't the least idea who this person might be.", "I have the honor, your excellency, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera,\n\nSir Arthur Wellesley\n\n\nTHE END.", "Emperor to this General Bonaparte, and of battles being fought all\nover Europe, and I don't know what other fantastic things. Your\nexcellency, I have heard of all sorts of madmen--one believing", "The General Bonaparte, alias the Emperor Napoleon, who is given so\nmuch mention in the dispatches, seems also to have a counterpart", "one George Canning, and all the world knows that Lord Castlereagh\nhas been Foreign Minister these last five years. And to cap it\nall, he had a safe-conduct, sealed with the seal of the Prussian", "These are mistakes which only a madman would make. There are those\nwho think our prisoner is mad, because of his apparent delusions\nabout the great conqueror, General Bonaparte, alias the Emperor", "Tarlburg's young lady. However, Sir Benjamin Bathurst was known\nto have been in Savannah, attending to the duties of his office,\nand in the public eye, all the while that his double was in", "\"In my belief,\" says this Englishman, \"the whole mess is the\nresult of the victory of the rebellious colonists in North\nAmerica, and their blasted republic.\"", "Well, you can imagine, that gave me a start. All the world knows\nthat the American Patriots lost their war for independence from\nEngland; that their army was shattered, that their leaders were", "Prussia. Sir Benjamin does not have a twin brother. It has been\nsuggested that this fellow might be a half-brother, but, as far\nas I know, there is no justification for this theory.", "in actual life; there is, in the French army, a Colonel of\nArtillery by that name, a Corsican who Gallicized his original\nname of Napolione Buonaparte. He is a most brilliant military", "I had paid little heed to his ravings about the King of France\nbeing dethroned, or about this General Bonaparte who called himself\nthe Emperor Napoleon, but I found all these things mentioned in his", "\"So, you Prussians concede him the title of Emperor, and refer\nto him as Napoleon,\" he said. \"Well, I can assure you that His", "Briefly, the situation is this: We are holding, here at the\nMinistry of Police, a person giving his name as Benjamin Bathurst,", "Within the past half hour, that is, at about eleven o'clock\ntonight, the man calling himself Benjamin Bathurst was shot and\nkilled by a sentry at the Ministry of Police, while attempting to\nescape from custody.", "\"And who is Bonaparte?\" I asked.\n\nHe stared at me as though I had asked him, \"Who is the Lord Jehovah?\"\nThen, after a moment, a look of comprehension came into his face.", "fact, that the French Monarchy had been overthrown by some military\nadventurer named Bonaparte, who was calling himself the Emperor\nNapoleon, and who had made war on Austria and forced a surrender. I", "General Bonaparte is a usurper; His Britannic Majesty's government\ndo not recognize any sovereignty in France except the House of", "I then required the stranger to account for himself. He said\nthat his name was Benjamin Bathurst, and that he was a British\ndiplomat, returning to England from Vienna. To prove this, he", "bringing him down. At the shot, the Sergeant of the Guard rushed\ninto the courtyard with his detail, and the man whom the sentry\nhad shot was found to be the Englishman, Benjamin Bathurst. He had" ] ]

[ "For which country is Benjamin a diplomat?", "Where is Benjamin when he disappears?", "How old was Bathurst when he disappeared?", "In the parallel universe, what war did not occur?", "What happens to Benedict Arnold in the Battle of Quebec in the alternate universe?", "In the alternate universe, what position did Bathurst hold?", "In the alternate universe, which colony was Bathurst Lt Governor of?", "Which state is the Crown Colony in?", "During which war did the Duke of Wellington attain victories, causing his to be given the title of Duke?", "Who is the main character of the story?", "How old was the real Benjamin Bathurst when he disappeared?", "In the story it talks about the point of diveregence from our history. What battle was happening at that time?", "Who was killed during the battle of Quebec?", "How did Benedict Arnold's death change history?", "Who was killed at Doylestown Pennsilvania during a short lived rebellion?", "How do people from our timeline feel about Bathurst?", "Who is Sir Arthur Wellesley?", "What is puzzling about the Duke of Wellington?", "What does this story say happened to Benjamin Bathurst?", "What is Benjamin Bathurst's occupation?", "How old was Bathurst when he disappeared?", "What is assumed to have happened to Bathurst?", "Who dies instead of being wounded that changes the course of history?", "What is Bathurst's position in this parallel universe?", "Where did Thomas Jefferson flee to?", "Who is in exile in Switzerland?", "What happens to Bathurst when he tries to escape prison?", "Who is the Duke of Wellington in the alternate universe?" ]

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[ [ "Benjamin stares at her appearance... And Daisy, can't\n help herself, and seeing Caroline, Daisy, overcome by it\n all, starts to cry.", "Benjamin is sitting with Caroline while she plays in a\n park's sand box... Caroline helping herself to a mouthful\n of sand... Benjamin, trying to get the sand out of her\n mouth...", "CAROLINE'S (V.O.)\n We named her Caroline, for my\n mother...\n\n And as Benjamin holds Daisy's hand while she nurses\n her...", "CAROLINE\n Hi...\n\n BENJAMIN\n Hello...\n\n He reaches, taking her hand... needing to touch her...", "Benjamin, dressed, watching Caroline in her crib, asleep.\n Daisy in bed, asleep.", "She's interested. She looks over at her mother. But her\n mother's eyes are closed...\n\n CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n \"My name is Benjamin...\"", "CAROLINE\n He was my father...? This\n Benjamin was my father?\n (MORE)\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 157.", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n She's going to have a really\n attractive diaper.\n\n As they sit watching Caroline playing in the sand...", "helping her... and we see Benjamin a step behind getting\n out of the car... dressed to the nines... hair slicked,\n elegant... but nonetheless, a step behind... And we hear", "And Robert and Caroline go outside to wait for her...\n\n BENJAMIN\n She's so lovely... she looks like\n you... Does she dance?", "DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin?\n\n CAROLINE\n Would you like me to keep reading?\n\n Daisy nods.", "BENJAMIN\n (quietly)\n Queenie...\n\n She turns, seeing him... she drops a plate...", "She looks at Caroline as if to say, \"What happened to\n him...?\"\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "DAISY\n Dear Robert... some time after\n that...\n\n CAROLINE\n Did you ever tell him about this\n Benjamin?", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n It's Benjamin, Mrs. Carter...\n Where is everybody?\n\n THE OLD WOMAN\n Benjamin... your mother died.", "Benjamin helps her with her bags showing her up the\n stairs...the old dog dutifully following them...\n\n BENJAMIN\n I'm Benjamin...", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n I wish I had known him.\n\n DAISY\n Now you do.", "...And she sees it's Benjamin. And rather than excited to\n see him... She's startled he's there... and not\n altogether pleased about him showing up...", "Benjamin... talking to the Old Man in the rocking\n chair... but she seems to be watching Benjamin, as he\n walks around the house -- to the back door. He takes off", "They hold each other for some time... They separate...\n And there's an awkwardness they have nothing left to talk\n about... nothing left to say to each other... a hole in\n their relationship... Caroline fills it with the eternal\n question..." ], [ "269 INT. DAISY'S HOUSE, NEW ORLEANS - LATE DAY, 1990 269", "124 INT. THE HOSPITAL ROOM, NEW ORLEANS - DAY, PRESENT 124\n\n The wind and rain knocking at the window. Daisy silently\n lying in bed.", "DAISY\n 1928 they stacked people like\n firewood to close a hole in a\n levee.\n\n But Daisy has other things on her mind... murmuring...", "287 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM, NEW ORLEANS - MORNING, PRESENT 287\n\n Daisy in her hospital bed... the wind howling at the\n window...", "98 INT. THE HOSPITAL ROOM, NEW ORLEANS - DAY, PRESENT 98\n\n Daisy's quiet. Caroline can't avoid the howling of the\n wind.", "DAISY\n What home? Who's we? I'm not going\n back to New Orleans. New Orleans", "DAISY\n Good news?\n\n CAROLINE\n The hurricane. It is going to\n miss us.", "DAISY\n (says to herself)\n Peace.\n\n235 INT. A DANCE STUDIO, NEW ORLEANS - DAY, 1967 235", "A crowded New Orleans restaurant. Daisy as a maitre d in\n slow motion is showing her to a table... Men's, and even\n women's, eyes following her...", "53 EXT. NOLAN HOUSE, NEW ORLEANS - LATE NIGHT, 1927 53\n\n We see Benjamin coming back to the gate... and we hear:", "31 INT. THE HOSPITAL ROOM, NEW ORLEANS - DAY, PRESENT 31", "Daisy gets out. The taxi drives off. Daisy stops for a\n moment before she opens the gate. The house has fallen", "Benjamin and Daisy sitting on the front steps of a\n suburban New Orleans townhouse, a small screened front\n porch with a tree in front...", "238 INT. A NEW ORLEANS STREET CAR -- DAY, 1967 238\n\n Benjamin and Daisy riding a street car, talking...", "218 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM, NEW ORLEANS - DAY, THE PRESENT 218\n\n DAISY\n (that she's stopped)\n Caroline?", "19 EXT. NEW ORLEANS - NIGHT 1918 19\n\n THERE'S SUDDENLY AN EXPLOSION OF FIREWORKS.", "108 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM, NEW ORLEANS - DAY, PRESENT 108", "289 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM. NEW ORLEANS - MORNING, PRESENT 289\n\n The wind a full out hurricane. The lights flicker. Stay\n on.", "110 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM, NEW ORLEANS - DAY, PRESENT 110", "268 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM, NEW ORLEANS - MORNING, PRESENT 268" ], [ "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n I wish I had known him.\n\n DAISY\n Now you do.", "And we See Daisy, in her late twenties now, at the peak\n of her abilities, rehearsing for that evening's\n performance...", "Daisy gets out. The taxi drives off. Daisy stops for a\n moment before she opens the gate. The house has fallen", "DAISY\n 1928 they stacked people like\n firewood to close a hole in a\n levee.\n\n But Daisy has other things on her mind... murmuring...", "Daisy and her friend, carrying their dance bags, coming\n down the steps out of the theater, coming along the\n street to the corner... They start to cross the street...", "We see Daisy alone... cleaning up... music playing on the\n record player... and for a brief moment she stops, and\n dances... the smallest, most tentative of steps... she", "CAROLINE\n (taking up the book)\n The next page says...\n\n Daisy shuts her eyes...", "DAISY\n (remembers)\n He came to tell me his father had\n died.\n\n CAROLINE\n You couldn't have known.", "DAISY\n (impelling her)\n Go on.\n\n CAROLINE\n He crossed out something... and\n then he's written... \"When...\"", "And we see just that... Daisy being slammed into by the\n taxi... thrown a distance... lying crumpled in the\n Street...", "Daisy is quiet, looking into the distance. Caroline,\n seeking closure, sits on the bed with her and starts to\n cry. Daisy puts her thin arms around her daughter,\n comforting her.", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n I hope I haven't disappointed you,\n Mother.\n\n DAISY\n Oh honey, you could never\n disappoint me.", "And Daisy comes back out with a drink for him... and one\n of her own... But before she can give him his drink, a", "gone... replaced by a confident woman in her early\n twenties... with her red hair and her blue eyes she could\n be no one else but DAISY. Benjamin follows her progress,", "But Daisy's mind is elsewhere...gesturing for her to keep\n reading...\n\n DAISY\n Caroline...", "Which is in stark contrast to Benjamin's life... Daisy,\n takes off her shoes...", "Daisy, breath raspy, sitting silently in her bed looking\n out the window... We realize Caroline's stopped\n reading...\n\n DAISY\n Please read...", "We see Daisy in the screened-in front porch, exercising\n her leg under the supervision of an older woman... MRS.\n VAN DAM...", "She gently covers her... Daisy quietly lies back...\n\n THE NURSE (CONT'D)\n She's getting ready to leave...", "DAISY (CONT'D)\n ...I worked in a flower shop...\n\n They lay on the bed, kissing, caressing..." ], [ "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n The war to end all wars had ended.", "...We see Thomas Button holding a button in the palm of\n his hand...\n\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n \"Some know Shakespeare...\"", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.0.)\n The war found us.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n It wasn't the war we expected. We\n would tow crippled ships... scraps", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.0.) (CONT'D)\n In the spring of 1945.... when I\n was 26 years old... I went home...", "140 CONTINUED: 140\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)", "Captain Mike and Benjamin in a small parlor where girls,\n both black and white, are sitting around...\n\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n It was a night to remember...", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n Life went on as usual.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n There was a man assigned with\n us... The Chief Gunner loved the\n Navy, and most of all, he loved\n America.", "195 CONTINUED: (2) 195\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n There was John Grimm, who fit his\n name... from Belvedere, South\n Dakota...", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n Dinner was served promptly at six.\n\n 25.", "BENJAMIN\n (drunkenly)\n Absolutely... Mr. Button...\n\n Benjamin turns inside. Thomas looks after him for a long\n moment... And then he drives away...", "THOMAS BUTTON\n Hello, Benjamin... Do you\n remember me?\n\n BENJAMIN\n Of course, Mr. Button... What\n happened to you?", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n ...While the man, late for work,\n was crossing the street... making", "THOMAS BUTTON\n (saying the name to\n himself)\n Benjamin... Yes, Benjamin... It's\n a pleasure to know you.\n\n They shake hands.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n It was the first time a woman had\n ever kissed me. It's something you\n never forget.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n A radiator hissing. A sink\n dripping. A floor creaking. A\n curtain blowing.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n We were towing a British\n freighter, that had gone dead in\n the water, 800 miles to Halifax\n for repair...", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n His name was Captain Mike Clark...\n He'd been on boats since he was\n seven..." ], [ "Benjamin stares at her appearance... And Daisy, can't\n help herself, and seeing Caroline, Daisy, overcome by it\n all, starts to cry.", "Benjamin comes hurrying down the stairs. Elizabeth is\n waiting, as she normally is, but this time she is\n dressed... Lipstick and hair done... wearing a fur.", "They look at each other. And this time, Benjamin kisses\n her. It lingers... She stops herself...", "He affectionately pushes a hair off of her forehead...\n\n DAISY\n I'm an old woman now, Benjamin.", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n (whispers)\n Get dressed. I'll meet you behind\n the kitchen...\n\n And he leaves the room as quickly as he came...", "She hesitates... And she kisses him, and then hurries out\n of the dining room... As Benjamin sits in the empty\n dining room... the kiss left on his lips...", "And he sees his wife... pleased to see her... hugging\n her... tenderly kissing her... and their age difference\n readily obvious... Benjamin acutely aware of it...", "And with that she gets up and leaves... Benjamin, left\n with that thought...", "And she turns away from him again...It's dead still...\n and we look at her staring at the curtains... And after\n some moments she turns back to look at Benjamin... And", "And as they move to be with one another, to make love; we\n look over at the dresser drawer -- open just a crack...\n Benjamin lying among the unmentionables, looking out at\n the world...", "She goes about her business... And as Benjamin goes back\n to playing the piano for the deaf man... playing for\n himself...", "helping her... and we see Benjamin a step behind getting\n out of the car... dressed to the nines... hair slicked,\n elegant... but nonetheless, a step behind... And we hear", "She starts to leave... But Benjamin, who likes this an\n awful lot...\n\n BENJAMIN\n Again?\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "BENJAMIN\n (quietly)\n Queenie...\n\n She turns, seeing him... she drops a plate...", "BENJAMIN\n (whispering)\n Elizabeth...\n\n She turns.", "Benjamin and Elizabeth in the empty dining room at a\n table with a white tablecloth... with some wine and\n cheese... She's laughing now, measurably loosened up...", "yet totally uninhibited... Benjamin sees David kiss\n her... and his jealousy getting the best of him, he turns\n and leaves...", "BENJAMIN\n (looks at her)\n His wife.\n\n And as they stand at the gravesite...", "Benjamin helps her with her bags showing her up the\n stairs...the old dog dutifully following them...\n\n BENJAMIN\n I'm Benjamin...", "And he helps her off with her coat... She's still.\n\n DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin..." ], [ "The storm's died down... Benjamin and Daisy falling\n asleep...\n\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n And you said...", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n She had taught me how to play the\n piano.\n\n As Benjamin watches the woman go to her final rest.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n Out here, death didn't seem\n normal.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n Life went on as usual.", "We see him putting some final things into the suitcase,\n closing it...\n\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n ...and said goodbye...", "And as his father shuts his eyes, sitting in the sun.\n\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.0.) (CONT'D)\n I buried him in the Button family\n plot.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n A radiator hissing. A sink\n dripping. A floor creaking. A\n curtain blowing.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n There is something peaceful, even\n comforting, knowing that people", "140 CONTINUED: 140\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n I never forgot her blue eyes...\n\n62 INT. THE HOSPITAL ROOM, NEW ORLEANS - DAY, PRESENT 62", "Benjamin sits beside him, his friend Captain Mike, dying.\n And a light comes in Captain Mike's eyes... an\n understanding.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) *\n I would never, the rest of my *\n life, forget those blue eyes... *\n\n And with great dignity - *", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n It was a place of great routine...", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n ...and that taxi hit Daisy...", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n And he didn't see Daisy crossing\n the street...", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n \"Some are born to sit by a river.\"\n\n292 EXT. RIVER 292", "...We see Thomas Button holding a button in the palm of\n his hand...\n\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n \"Some know Shakespeare...\"", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n And I went to New York.\n\n179 EXT. NEW YORK CITY -- NIGHT, 1947 179", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n And I think, right there and then,\n she realized none of us is perfect\n forever.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n We buried her beside her beloved\n Mr. Weathers..." ], [ "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n Life went on as usual.", "140 CONTINUED: 140\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n A radiator hissing. A sink\n dripping. A floor creaking. A\n curtain blowing.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n She had taught me how to play the\n piano.\n\n As Benjamin watches the woman go to her final rest.", "The storm's died down... Benjamin and Daisy falling\n asleep...\n\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n And you said...", "the years passing, her own physical mortality, she starts\n to cry... And we see that Benjamin, come to meet her, is\n standing above her.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n \"...I didn't know I was a child.\n I thought I was like everyone else\n who lived there, an old man, in my\n \"golden years.\"", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n There were birthdays...\n\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 29.", "THOMAS BUTTON\n What kind of a disease?\n\n BENJAMIN\n I was born old.\n\n Thomas is quiet. And for many things...", "We see him putting some final things into the suitcase,\n closing it...\n\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n ...and said goodbye...", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n Out here, death didn't seem\n normal.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n There is something peaceful, even\n comforting, knowing that people", "...We see Thomas Button holding a button in the palm of\n his hand...\n\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n \"Some know Shakespeare...\"", "He affectionately pushes a hair off of her forehead...\n\n DAISY\n I'm an old woman now, Benjamin.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n And I think, right there and then,\n she realized none of us is perfect\n forever.", "195 CONTINUED: (2) 195\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)", "THOMAS BUTTON\n I'm sorry.\n\n BENJAMIN\n (guileless)\n No need to be. Nothing wrong with\n old age.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) (CONT'D)\n ...While the man, late for work,\n was crossing the street... making", "And as his father shuts his eyes, sitting in the sun.\n\n BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.0.) (CONT'D)\n I buried him in the Button family\n plot.", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.) *\n I would never, the rest of my *\n life, forget those blue eyes... *\n\n And with great dignity - *" ], [ "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n It's Benjamin, Mrs. Carter...\n Where is everybody?\n\n THE OLD WOMAN\n Benjamin... your mother died.", "the years passing, her own physical mortality, she starts\n to cry... And we see that Benjamin, come to meet her, is\n standing above her.", "And he sees, Captain Mike riddled with bullets, his body\n covered with blood... Benjamin bends to him... Captain\n Mike trembling as he lays dying...", "Benjamin sits beside him, his friend Captain Mike, dying.\n And a light comes in Captain Mike's eyes... an\n understanding.", "Benjamin doesn't say anything. There's a knock on the\n door. Benjamin opens it, to let an OLDER MAN in... quite\n a bit older...\n\n (CONTINUED)", "He affectionately pushes a hair off of her forehead...\n\n DAISY\n I'm an old woman now, Benjamin.", "We see Benjamin, suitcase in hand, going up the walk to\n the old house. We're struck by the difference... the old\n man who had left to see the world has returned a", "BENJAMIN\n Did he?\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 79.", "178 CONTINUED: 178\n BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n (after a beat)", "Benjamin still lies on the floor...\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 28.", "We see Benjamin moving through the parlor, one by one,\n saying his good-byes to the old people...", "And we see Benjamin, with Mr. Daws, \"the lightning man,\"\n sitting on a bench with a line of other old men, \"killing\n time,\" watching the boats going up and down the River...", "We see Benjamin in bed, turning off the light...", "Benjamin climbing back into bed with the Old Man.\n Turning his back to the old man. And Mr. Daws, unable to\n sleep...", "And as he holds Benjamin's hand ready to meet his\n maker...", "Benjamin's dead quiet... He looks at this man, his\n father...\n\n BENJAMIN\n My mother?\n\n 115.", "beloved Mr. Weathers. We see Queenie's daughter among\n the mourners... in her early 30s herself now... And\n Benjamin, standing over his mother's grave... saying his", "And tears run down his anguished face... Benjamin's\n still...\n\n THOMAS BUTTON (CONT'D)\n I am so sorry not to have told you\n before...", "BENJAMIN\n Die in his sleep?\n\n ELIZABETH ABBOTT\n He died sitting in his favorite\n chair listening to his favorite\n program on the radio.", "them... until one of the oldsters, who has had enough,\n sticks his cane in the spokes of his wheelchair, making\n him come to an abrupt stop... Benjamin, sitting with the" ], [ "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n He asked that I take over the day\n to day operation of Button's\n Buttons.\n\n They silently stare up at him....", "We see Benjamin standing at his father's gravesite in the\n family plot, with ornate headstones...", "THOMAS BUTTON\n I said, our family has been in the\n business for a hundred and twenty-\n four years.\n\n BENJAMIN\n Our family?", "Benjamin turns to leave... we hear footsteps... And we\n see a man, putting on a raincoat, coming downstairs from", "178 CONTINUED: 178\n BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n (after a beat)", "And he puts his father on his back...His father holding\n onto his son, as Benjamin carries him on his back down\n the steps to the dock. There's an old wooden deck chair.", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n It's Benjamin, Mrs. Carter...\n Where is everybody?\n\n THE OLD WOMAN\n Benjamin... your mother died.", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n I have decided that all of you --\n his loyal employees, will have a", "And he's gone. Benjamin gets up going to the window.\n He looks outside. He can see Mr. Oti come onto the", "She goes about her business... And as Benjamin goes back\n to playing the piano for the deaf man... playing for\n himself...", "Benjamin reaches, picking his father up out of the chair.\n He carries him down the steps, but that too is arduous...", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n ...My father, Thomas Button...\n recently passed...\n\n After a moment:", "The families, along with Ngunda and Filamena, are\n gathered in the dining room, their heads bowed in prayer.\n We see Daisy across from Benjamin... The prayer's\n finished, it's noisy...", "We see Benjamin, suitcase in hand, going up the walk to\n the old house. We're struck by the difference... the old\n man who had left to see the world has returned a", "98.\n\n150 CONTINUED: (2) 150\n\n And as Benjamin stands at the railing, looking at the\n sea...", "helping her... and we see Benjamin a step behind getting\n out of the car... dressed to the nines... hair slicked,\n elegant... but nonetheless, a step behind... And we hear", "Benjamin in the dark hallway, quietly walking among the\n photographs of \"his\" family. He goes up the staircase. He", "We see Benjamin and Thomas in a hallway leading to the\n kitchen of the large house... The hallway filled with:\n photographs of the Button Family. Thomas pointing out\n relatives... Family photographs...", "of the house onto the lawn... And as he moves through the *\n people we see it's Benjamin... He has a single cane, *\n standing more upright now, a distinctive shock of white", "BENJAMIN\n (nods, toasts)\n To mothers and fathers...\n\n After some moments:" ], [ "QUEENIE\n You mean to say he's dying?\n\n DOCTOR ROSE\n Of old age. His body is failing\n him before his life's begun.", "The words linger. Daisy, her extraordinary blue eyes,\n lying on her death bed... the rattle of the window in the\n wind...\n\n CAROLINE\n Are you alright, Mother?", "Benjamin sits beside him, his friend Captain Mike, dying.\n And a light comes in Captain Mike's eyes... an\n understanding.", "And he sees, Captain Mike riddled with bullets, his body\n covered with blood... Benjamin bends to him... Captain\n Mike trembling as he lays dying...", "the years passing, her own physical mortality, she starts\n to cry... And we see that Benjamin, come to meet her, is\n standing above her.", "We see the Doctor, an older man in a tired suit, who has\n done this longer than he cares to remember, finishing\n examining one of the elderly boarders. He puts his", "Daisy, breath raspy, sitting silently in her bed looking\n out the window... We realize Caroline's stopped\n reading...\n\n DAISY\n Please read...", "DOROTHY BAKER\n How's her breathing... ?\n\n CAROLINE\n Shallow.\n\n Dorothy nods.", "goes to his father's room. He quietly opens the door. The\n room's dark, his father asleep. He goes to his father's\n bed. His father's frail figure.", "And we see his eyes flutter and softly close... forever.\n And as he lays in his beloved Daisy's lap... completely\n still...", "And she turns away from him again...It's dead still...\n and we look at her staring at the curtains... And after\n some moments she turns back to look at Benjamin... And", "... where we see a young Woman is lying on a bloody bed,\n frantically being administered to by a DOCTOR with the\n help of the small domestic staff... the PRIEST enters...", "Daisy in bed...She winces with pain... her breathing\n becoming ragged...\n\n CAROLINE\n I'll get the nurse...", "And he reaches to hold her hand. She generously takes\n his hand... And they lay like that holding hands, Queenie\n in bed, her \"son\", the \"old man\" on the floor...", "And the Priest bends to say last rites over the pretty\n young woman... and the maids, bringing bedsheets,\n futilely start to change her bloody linens...", "Old Man is on the porch, quietly rocking. And Queenie,\n for some reason is standing just outside the front door\n on the porch... an apron in her hands... She nods to", "And as they move to be with one another, to make love; we\n look over at the dresser drawer -- open just a crack...\n Benjamin lying among the unmentionables, looking out at\n the world...", "1 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM, NEW ORLEANS - MORNING, PRESENT 1", "We see Benjamin asleep in bed with one of the Old Men,\n MR. DAWS. The door opens. And Daisy, in her nightgown,\n has come inside... she slightly touches Benjamin...", "All the years seem to surround them. They walk along the\n corridor to Daisy's room. What was her grandmother's\n room. She opens the door." ], [ "Daisy is quiet, looking into the distance. Caroline,\n seeking closure, sits on the bed with her and starts to\n cry. Daisy puts her thin arms around her daughter,\n comforting her.", "Daisy, nine now, asleep in bed with Grandma Fuller... We\n see Benjamin quietly enter... He gently nudges Daisy\n awake...", "The familiar faces... And as we watch him affectionately\n touch or talk to each of them... we can just see out a\n screen window DAISY, almost thirteen now, leaning against", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n I hope I haven't disappointed you,\n Mother.\n\n DAISY\n Oh honey, you could never\n disappoint me.", "CAROLINE'S (V.O.)\n We named her Caroline, for my\n mother...\n\n And as Benjamin holds Daisy's hand while she nurses\n her...", "GRANDMA FULLER\n What are you doing under there?\n Who's idea was this candle?\n\n She angrily blows it out... and... to Daisy... taking her\n by the arm...", "We see, lying on Daisy's chest, is a newborn baby...\n Benjamin, standing beside her... And a young Woman Doctor\n that's there... packing up her things...", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n Isn't that good news, Mother?\n\n But Daisy is in still another place and another time...", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n I wish I had known him.\n\n DAISY\n Now you do.", "Daisy, breath raspy, sitting silently in her bed looking\n out the window... We realize Caroline's stopped\n reading...\n\n DAISY\n Please read...", "CAROLINE\n (taking up the book)\n The next page says...\n\n Daisy shuts her eyes...", "Daisy still lying in bed, the sound of the motorcycle\n driving away. She gets up. She takes the baby out of\n her crib and into bed with her, holding her baby in the\n bare light...", "DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin?\n\n CAROLINE\n Would you like me to keep reading?\n\n Daisy nods.", "She looks at Caroline and turns and leaves the room.\n Caroline quietly looks at her mother. Their eyes meet.\n\n DAISY\n You have the most beautiful eyes.", "She hurries out of the room. Daisy looks out the window.\n The maelstrom of wind and rain. Caroline comes back with\n a Nurse.", "DAISY\n (remembers)\n He came to tell me his father had\n died.\n\n CAROLINE\n You couldn't have known.", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n There's an old streetcar token.\n\n She gives it to her mother, folding her hand around it.\n But Daisy is somewhere else, looking out the window...", "DAISY\n 1928 they stacked people like\n firewood to close a hole in a\n levee.\n\n But Daisy has other things on her mind... murmuring...", "All the years seem to surround them. They walk along the\n corridor to Daisy's room. What was her grandmother's\n room. She opens the door.", "DAISY\n What's normal? A hat full of\n sand.\n\n CAROLINE\n What?" ], [ "Queenie hesitates, and gives the Baby to her... The Old\n Woman pushes the blanket back from the baby's face...", "And making up her mind, she suddenly grabs up the crying\n baby, taking it inside... Tizzy, anxiously whispering\n something, going in after her...\n\n 15.", "Caroline nods...The Nurse gives her a compassionate look\n and leaves...Caroline stands, her arms protectively\n across her chest, watching her mother...Daisy hums the", "Daisy still lying in bed, the sound of the motorcycle\n driving away. She gets up. She takes the baby out of\n her crib and into bed with her, holding her baby in the\n bare light...", "We see, lying on Daisy's chest, is a newborn baby...\n Benjamin, standing beside her... And a young Woman Doctor\n that's there... packing up her things...", "He does what she asks. She hurries the baby into a small\n room, literally like a mouse house, under the stairs...", "She whispers to The Baby, soothing it. And looking for a\n place to put it, she opens a dresser drawer...\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "And with that she puts The Baby into the top dresser\n drawer... with her unmentionables... and shuts it...\n leaving it open just a crack, enough to breathe...", "ONE OF THE WOMEN\n I had ten children... there's not\n a baby I can't care for... let me\n see him...", "And the \"caregiver,\" Dorothy Baker, comes back in. She\n feels Daisy's pulse, straightens her pillow...", "And Caroline, unable to hold it in, can't stop bitter\n tears from running down her face... The Nurse is called\n for... She goes off down the hallway... Caroline takes\n another moment and goes back into the hospital room...", "The Old People are sitting around the parlor talking,\n playing cards... Queenie brings the baby bundle into the\n room.\n\n QUEENIE\n You all listen...", "She affectionately touches Daisy's cheek.\n\n THE NURSE (CONT'D)\n She seems like a sweet woman.\n\n Caroline nods.", "The Baby is lying on Queenie's bed... Dr. Rose,\n stethoscope ever dangling, washes his hands in a sink.", "We see a young Black Woman, a \"caregiver,\" DOROTHY BAKER,\n in a corner, thumbing a magazine, with one eye at the\n window...", "He offers her his hand... She takes it... He backs out of\n the house, holding her hand, and he suddenly steps right\n on top of the Baby... The baby wails, Tizzy stumbles,\n nearly falls...", "And just then Queenie appears, the baby on her hip...", "turn, and the room stills... listening as The BABY\n continues its mournful WAIL. Only Thomas goes to\n answer... The Baby in a basket, swaddled in a thick", "The Nurse quickly goes out of the room. Caroline sits\n back down looking at her mother...Daisy opens her eyes...\n they look at each other... Caroline knowing Daisy wants\n to hear the sound of her voice...", "She gently covers her... Daisy quietly lies back...\n\n THE NURSE (CONT'D)\n She's getting ready to leave..." ], [ "She stops to lock the door. She turns, getting into the\n car... and leaves... Benjamin stands on the corner, hands", "He turns to her. They look at each other. And they kiss,\n A kiss that has waited for thirty years. A kiss that has", "And with so much she wants to say, she can't say\n anything. So she runs away... He watches her go,\n watchers her thin legs running back down the street...\n and he turns and moves off along the street...", "They drive in awkward silence.\n\n THOMAS BUTTON\n My name is Thomas, Thomas Button.\n\n BENJAMIN\n I'm Benjamin.", "...The Preacher, walking along with him, more a dance\n than a walk, shouting the name of the Lord... Queenie and\n The Preacher walking Benjamin across the stage...", "And he sees, Captain Mike riddled with bullets, his body\n covered with blood... Benjamin bends to him... Captain\n Mike trembling as he lays dying...", "And when he still doesn't respond... Daisy, rejected,\n takes up her shoes... And she starts off... Benjamin", "And she turns away from him again...It's dead still...\n and we look at her staring at the curtains... And after\n some moments she turns back to look at Benjamin... And", "And we see that, the man peacefully crossing a country\n road to get the mail, getting hit by lightning... But\n Benjamin just lays there looking out the window... all he\n can think about... despite everything...", "BENJAMIN\n My name is Benjamin, Benjamin...\n (for the first time)\n Button...\n\n They stare up at him...", "DAISY'S (V.O.)\n His name was Mr. Gateau. Mr.\n Cake.\n\n 3A.", "gone... replaced by a confident woman in her early\n twenties... with her red hair and her blue eyes she could\n be no one else but DAISY. Benjamin follows her progress,", "She slows, turns to look... And sure enough... He's as\n ready as he's ever going to be... As she looks at him, a\n look bordering on amazement...", "her name. Mrs. Lawson, or Mrs.\n Hartford, or maybe it was Maple?\n It's funny how sometimes the", "She goes about her business... And as Benjamin goes back\n to playing the piano for the deaf man... playing for\n himself...", "And he can... he can see all the way across to the\n Mississippi River... the old graveyard... the city... his\n whole life...", "The troupe moves into their places...Daisy still just\n part of the crowd... The music starts... Now as Daisy\n dances... it is filled with pathos and lost love...and\n everyone takes notice.", "Daisy, thrilled, waves to them -- the passengers along\n the rail, waving back... Benjamin stands by Daisy, their\n hair blowing in the salty air....", "Now we see Benjamin sitting on the floor among all of the\n people, the only one awake, writing on the back of the\n train schedule.", "She laughs, taking his arm, walking to the dining room as\n if going to dinner... They sit at a table... which she\n has set for them... Caviar and Vodka..." ], [ "THOMAS BUTTON\n (saying the name to\n himself)\n Benjamin... Yes, Benjamin... It's\n a pleasure to know you.\n\n They shake hands.", "The families, along with Ngunda and Filamena, are\n gathered in the dining room, their heads bowed in prayer.\n We see Daisy across from Benjamin... The prayer's\n finished, it's noisy...", "Benjamin comes hurrying down the stairs. Elizabeth is\n waiting, as she normally is, but this time she is\n dressed... Lipstick and hair done... wearing a fur.", "Benjamin turns to leave... we hear footsteps... And we\n see a man, putting on a raincoat, coming downstairs from", "And he's gone. Benjamin gets up going to the window.\n He looks outside. He can see Mr. Oti come onto the", "BENJAMIN\n (drunkenly)\n Absolutely... Mr. Button...\n\n Benjamin turns inside. Thomas looks after him for a long\n moment... And then he drives away...", "178 CONTINUED: 178\n BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n (after a beat)", "Now we see Benjamin sitting on the floor among all of the\n people, the only one awake, writing on the back of the\n train schedule.", "203 CONTINUED: 203\n\n Benjamin slightly smiles. They look at each other.", "We see Benjamin waiting for the small caged elevator to\n take him to his room. He gets in, the elevator operator\n about to shut the grill door...", "The church crowded... And we see Benjamin and Daisy\n coming in the back as the service is ending... They are\n the only white people there. Benjamin walks to the open", "Benjamin helps her with her bags showing her up the\n stairs...the old dog dutifully following them...\n\n BENJAMIN\n I'm Benjamin...", "We see Benjamin, coming down the stairs. He happens to\n glance out a casement window... He slows... He can just", "And we see Benjamin coming into the kitchen... Tizzy busy\n preparing lunch... Benjamin stops, seeing a tiny African\n man, his back to us, surrounded by old people standing on\n the lawn... He hears him telling them...", "She hesitates... And she kisses him, and then hurries out\n of the dining room... As Benjamin sits in the empty\n dining room... the kiss left on his lips...", "...And she sees it's Benjamin. And rather than excited to\n see him... She's startled he's there... and not\n altogether pleased about him showing up...", "Mr. Daws awakens. Seeing Benjamin. As if he never left.", "Benjamin, in an old peacoat, holding another -- waits...\n Daisy comes out... as he stops the door from slamming...", "BENJAMIN\n (nods, toasts)\n To mothers and fathers...\n\n After some moments:", "Benjamin... talking to the Old Man in the rocking\n chair... but she seems to be watching Benjamin, as he\n walks around the house -- to the back door. He takes off" ], [ "Benjamin stares at her appearance... And Daisy, can't\n help herself, and seeing Caroline, Daisy, overcome by it\n all, starts to cry.", "Benjamin comes hurrying down the stairs. Elizabeth is\n waiting, as she normally is, but this time she is\n dressed... Lipstick and hair done... wearing a fur.", "He affectionately pushes a hair off of her forehead...\n\n DAISY\n I'm an old woman now, Benjamin.", "They look at each other. And this time, Benjamin kisses\n her. It lingers... She stops herself...", "She hesitates... And she kisses him, and then hurries out\n of the dining room... As Benjamin sits in the empty\n dining room... the kiss left on his lips...", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n (whispers)\n Get dressed. I'll meet you behind\n the kitchen...\n\n And he leaves the room as quickly as he came...", "And she turns away from him again...It's dead still...\n and we look at her staring at the curtains... And after\n some moments she turns back to look at Benjamin... And", "Benjamin helps her with her bags showing her up the\n stairs...the old dog dutifully following them...\n\n BENJAMIN\n I'm Benjamin...", "She goes about her business... And as Benjamin goes back\n to playing the piano for the deaf man... playing for\n himself...", "And he sees his wife... pleased to see her... hugging\n her... tenderly kissing her... and their age difference\n readily obvious... Benjamin acutely aware of it...", "She starts to leave... But Benjamin, who likes this an\n awful lot...\n\n BENJAMIN\n Again?\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "BENJAMIN\n (looks at her)\n His wife.\n\n And as they stand at the gravesite...", "helping her... and we see Benjamin a step behind getting\n out of the car... dressed to the nines... hair slicked,\n elegant... but nonetheless, a step behind... And we hear", "BENJAMIN\n (quietly)\n Queenie...\n\n She turns, seeing him... she drops a plate...", "And as they move to be with one another, to make love; we\n look over at the dresser drawer -- open just a crack...\n Benjamin lying among the unmentionables, looking out at\n the world...", "the years passing, her own physical mortality, she starts\n to cry... And we see that Benjamin, come to meet her, is\n standing above her.", "yet totally uninhibited... Benjamin sees David kiss\n her... and his jealousy getting the best of him, he turns\n and leaves...", "And with that she gets up and leaves... Benjamin, left\n with that thought...", "gone... replaced by a confident woman in her early\n twenties... with her red hair and her blue eyes she could\n be no one else but DAISY. Benjamin follows her progress,", "Benjamin... talking to the Old Man in the rocking\n chair... but she seems to be watching Benjamin, as he\n walks around the house -- to the back door. He takes off" ], [ "BENJAMIN\n (quietly)\n Queenie...\n\n She turns, seeing him... she drops a plate...", "And they're gone... Benjamin left sitting along under the\n sheets. There's a slight sound and he sees Queenie, in\n her nightgown, standing in the doorway...", "170 INT. QUEENIE'S ROOM - NIGHT, 1946 170\n\n Benjamin standing by the door, Queenie sitting up in her\n bed...", "We see Benjamin in his pajamas, quietly coming into the\n kitchen for something to eat... And he slows, seeing\n Queenie, taking a moment to herself, sitting at the", "And we can see Benjamin's heart beginning to break... he\n looks over, Tizzy, proudly smiling... And as Queenie", "And we see Queenie has come out onto the porch with her\n little girl... and he holds Queenie... tears running down\n her face...\n\n BENJAMIN\n Goodbye, Mother...", "The small room with the small window. We see Benjamin in\n a bed made on the floor... Queenie in her bed...", "He looks at Benjamin, his signal to pick him up, carrying\n him out of the room, sitting him in his wheelchair, Tizzy\n going back down into the room to be with Queenie...\n shutting the door...", "We see Benjamin playing the piano in the parlor, the\n particular tune the Woman had taught him... an old man\n sitting nearby, seemingly listening... Queenie, looking\n in...", "beloved Mr. Weathers. We see Queenie's daughter among\n the mourners... in her early 30s herself now... And\n Benjamin, standing over his mother's grave... saying his", "BENJAMIN\n Queenie came to tell me she loved\n me... and that my mother was gone.\n\n DAISY\n ...go back to sleep...", "Benjamin comes inside... Daisy's just behind him... The\n front room is empty... The house still...\n\n BENJAMIN\n (calls)\n Hello... Queenie... we're back...", "QUEENIE\n Did you learn anything worth\n repeating?\n\n BENJAMIN\n I saw a lot of things.", "And Benjamin, one crippled leg at a time, hobbles across\n the stage... The people urging him on... a string of\n \"Hallelujahs...!\" Queenie comes to join him... urging\n him...", "...The Preacher, walking along with him, more a dance\n than a walk, shouting the name of the Lord... Queenie and\n The Preacher walking Benjamin across the stage...", "QUEENIE (CONT'D)\n Some joy too?\n\n He nods, that too. And she holds him again.", "QUEENIE\n Your brother, Benjamin...\n\n THE GIRL\n I didn't know he was my brother.", "open as if somebody's come in... Benjamin wakes up... And\n he literally sees QUEENIE is sitting on the side of the\n bed beside him...", "A sweltering shout 'em up Negro gospel tent. Queenie\n pushes Benjamin in his wheelchair past a line of people", "He looks into the parlor... The piano... He goes down a\n hallway into the kitchen...\n\n BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n Queenie...? Mama?" ], [ "We see Daisy and Benjamin, with their few belongings,\n returning home... They go up the walkway... Benjamin\n trots up the steps, opens the screen door and goes\n inside...", "He affectionately pushes a hair off of her forehead...\n\n DAISY\n I'm an old woman now, Benjamin.", "We see Benjamin and Daisy, their silhouettes walking\n through the park... She puts her arm around his\n shoulder... being close to him...", "And he helps her off with her coat... She's still.\n\n DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin...", "DAISY (CONT'D)\n ...I learned to walk again\n\n Daisy and Benjamin, naked, passionately kissing...", "Daisy, thrilled, waves to them -- the passengers along\n the rail, waving back... Benjamin stands by Daisy, their\n hair blowing in the salty air....", "He looks at her eyes. She looks at him... And as she\n sits with him on the piano bench... as he tries to\n play... Daisy and Benjamin, \"together again...\"", "Benjamin sitting beside her... the two shoulder to\n shoulder... Daisy looking through the book... and\n reading....", "288 INT. BENJAMIN AND DAISY'S ROOM, NOLAN HOUSE - DAY, 2003 288", "Her grandmother's things are in boxes neatly stacked in a\n corner, waiting to be taken away... Daisy starts to go\n through them... Benjamin gives her a hand... As they go\n through things...", "AN OLD FINGER comes in pointing to a drawing. We see *\n Benjamin and Daisy, sitting close together on a sofa, and *", "We see Benjamin in the bedroom, putting on a shirt...\n getting dressed... And there's the sound of something\n falling... and then...\n\n DAISY (O.S.)\n Benjamin...", "Benjamin stares at her appearance... And Daisy, can't\n help herself, and seeing Caroline, Daisy, overcome by it\n all, starts to cry.", "BENJAMIN\n Are you sure?\n\n DAISY\n Yes.", "And we see just that, a short film of two people who\n can't get enough of each other living on a mattress...\n Daisy and Benjamin at various times, while they are", "BENJAMIN\n (whispers)\n Do you want to see something? We\n have to keep it secret.\n\n Daisy, always willing, always brave, gets up...", "We see Benjamin coming into the hospital room in\n France...Daisy, fully immobilized, lying in a hospital\n bed...", "DAISY\n Benjamin... Benjamin...\n\n She comes running. He stops to let her catch up to\n him...", "The church crowded... And we see Benjamin and Daisy\n coming in the back as the service is ending... They are\n the only white people there. Benjamin walks to the open", "We see Benjamin standing at the window watching as Daisy\n gets into a taxi... the taxi starting to drive off... and" ], [ "And he sees, Captain Mike riddled with bullets, his body\n covered with blood... Benjamin bends to him... Captain\n Mike trembling as he lays dying...", "Benjamin sits beside him, his friend Captain Mike, dying.\n And a light comes in Captain Mike's eyes... an\n understanding.", "And as he holds Benjamin's hand ready to meet his\n maker...", "the years passing, her own physical mortality, she starts\n to cry... And we see that Benjamin, come to meet her, is\n standing above her.", "They hold each other... And Benjamin says... from what\n he's seen...\n\n BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n Nothing lasts...", "Benjamin reaches, picking his father up out of the chair.\n He carries him down the steps, but that too is arduous...", "We see Benjamin in bed, turning off the light...", "And we see Queenie has come out onto the porch with her\n little girl... and he holds Queenie... tears running down\n her face...\n\n BENJAMIN\n Goodbye, Mother...", "And with that, his arm around Filamena's waist, the two\n of them laughing, walk off... Benjamin's left standing on\n the street corner... he looks around to get his", "And he puts his father on his back...His father holding\n onto his son, as Benjamin carries him on his back down\n the steps to the dock. There's an old wooden deck chair.", "We see Benjamin waiting for the small caged elevator to\n take him to his room. He gets in, the elevator operator\n about to shut the grill door...", "Benjamin still lies on the floor...\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 28.", "Benjamin climbing back into bed with the Old Man.\n Turning his back to the old man. And Mr. Daws, unable to\n sleep...", "And she turns away from him again...It's dead still...\n and we look at her staring at the curtains... And after\n some moments she turns back to look at Benjamin... And", "We see Benjamin coming into the hospital room in\n France...Daisy, fully immobilized, lying in a hospital\n bed...", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n It's Benjamin, Mrs. Carter...\n Where is everybody?\n\n THE OLD WOMAN\n Benjamin... your mother died.", "BENJAMIN\n (looks at her)\n His wife.\n\n And as they stand at the gravesite...", "BENJAMIN\n Die in his sleep?\n\n ELIZABETH ABBOTT\n He died sitting in his favorite\n chair listening to his favorite\n program on the radio.", "He looks at Benjamin, his signal to pick him up, carrying\n him out of the room, sitting him in his wheelchair, Tizzy\n going back down into the room to be with Queenie...\n shutting the door...", "He affectionately pushes a hair off of her forehead...\n\n DAISY\n I'm an old woman now, Benjamin." ], [ "CAROLINE\n He was my father...? This\n Benjamin was my father?\n (MORE)\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 157.", "DAISY\n (remembers)\n He came to tell me his father had\n died.\n\n CAROLINE\n You couldn't have known.", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n I wish I had known him.\n\n DAISY\n Now you do.", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n What happened to him after that\n last time with you, Mother?\n\n The wind has picked up considerably, rattling the window\n even harder..", "DAISY\n It must have been very cold. I'm\n glad he had somebody to keep him\n warm.\n\n Which Caroline takes as her cue to read on...", "She looks at Caroline as if to say, \"What happened to\n him...?\"\n\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)", "DAISY\n What else did he say about...\n\n CAROLINE\n He said...", "62 CONTINUED: 62\n\n CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n This man. He loved you from the\n first time he saw you.", "CAROLINE\n Some pages seem to be torn out\n here...\n\n She discovers inside...", "CAROLINE\n No, that's fine...please...\n\n She leaves. It's momentarily quiet, the wind knocking at\n the window... Daisy, ruminating...", "Caroline nods...The Nurse gives her a compassionate look\n and leaves...Caroline stands, her arms protectively\n across her chest, watching her mother...Daisy hums the", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n It's a train schedule.\n\n She turns it over. There's writing.", "Benjamin stares at her appearance... And Daisy, can't\n help herself, and seeing Caroline, Daisy, overcome by it\n all, starts to cry.", "CAROLINE'S (V.O.)\n We named her Caroline, for my\n mother...\n\n And as Benjamin holds Daisy's hand while she nurses\n her...", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n Isn't that good news, Mother?\n\n But Daisy is in still another place and another time...", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n It seems to be getting worse.\n\n Daisy doesn't respond.", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n I hope I haven't disappointed you,\n Mother.\n\n DAISY\n Oh honey, you could never\n disappoint me.", "Daisy is quiet, looking into the distance. Caroline,\n seeking closure, sits on the bed with her and starts to\n cry. Daisy puts her thin arms around her daughter,\n comforting her.", "Caroline is well aware of it, but the words, her\n admonition of death being so close at hand, makes\n everything even more present...", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n They're for my birthday.\n (reading)" ], [ "Daisy, breath raspy, sitting silently in her bed looking\n out the window... We realize Caroline's stopped\n reading...\n\n DAISY\n Please read...", "Daisy is quiet, looking into the distance. Caroline,\n seeking closure, sits on the bed with her and starts to\n cry. Daisy puts her thin arms around her daughter,\n comforting her.", "CAROLINE\n What do you mean?\n\n DAISY\n Read it to me.", "Daisy's grandmother, arm encircling them, is reading to *\n them from Rudyard Kipling's \"Just So Stories.\" *", "DAISY\n I'll just stay under the blankets\n with my mother. She said nothing\n would happen to me.\n\n She looks at the book.", "DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin?\n\n CAROLINE\n Would you like me to keep reading?\n\n Daisy nods.", "It's quiet...just the wind knocking...She looks at her\n mother...but Daisy's staring, somewhere else...", "DAISY\n Good news?\n\n CAROLINE\n The hurricane. It is going to\n miss us.", "DAISY\n It must have been very cold. I'm\n glad he had somebody to keep him\n warm.\n\n Which Caroline takes as her cue to read on...", "DAISY\n 1928 they stacked people like\n firewood to close a hole in a\n levee.\n\n But Daisy has other things on her mind... murmuring...", "DAISY\n Ready?\n\n BENJAMIN\n Yes.", "The words linger. Daisy, her extraordinary blue eyes,\n lying on her death bed... the rattle of the window in the\n wind...\n\n CAROLINE\n Are you alright, Mother?", "Daisy still lying in bed, the sound of the motorcycle\n driving away. She gets up. She takes the baby out of\n her crib and into bed with her, holding her baby in the\n bare light...", "DAISY'S (V.O.)\n One day a letter came...\n\n Blanche comes into the workshop... a letter in her\n hand... She reads to her blind husband...", "DAISY\n Under here...\n\n And she ducks under a sheet, beneath the dining table...\n Benjamin follows her into the \"fort...\"", "She hurries out of the room. Daisy looks out the window.\n The maelstrom of wind and rain. Caroline comes back with\n a Nurse.", "DAISY\n (wistful)\n The child...\n\n We're not sure what more she is about to say, her\n breathing rasps... she's having some difficulty\n breathing...", "Daisy, nine now, asleep in bed with Grandma Fuller... We\n see Benjamin quietly enter... He gently nudges Daisy\n awake...", "DAISY\n (remembers)\n He came to tell me his father had\n died.\n\n CAROLINE\n You couldn't have known.", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n Are you afraid?\n\n DAISY\n Curious. What comes next...\n\n She winces at some physical pain." ], [ "263 CONTINUED: (2) 263\n\n BENJAMIN\n I wanted to see you both.", "156 CONTINUED: (2) 156\n BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n Now that I see you I feel even", "143.\n\n215 CONTINUED: (2) 215\n\n BENJAMIN\n Bet you can't.", "BENJAMIN\n Did he?\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 79.", "98.\n\n150 CONTINUED: (2) 150\n\n And as Benjamin stands at the railing, looking at the\n sea...", "Benjamin suddenly springs up at the opportunity, waving\n his arms...\n\n BENJAMIN\n I do...!", "Benjamin sitting at a table, an old man to look at but no\n more than twelve, busy playing with magnets...\n\n BENJAMIN (V.O)\n Until...", "Benjamin still lies on the floor...\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 28.", "And we see that, the man peacefully crossing a country\n road to get the mail, getting hit by lightning... But\n Benjamin just lays there looking out the window... all he\n can think about... despite everything...", "BENJAMIN\n You chose something to do...\n something so special... so\n unique... there was such a short", "Now we see Benjamin sitting on the floor among all of the\n people, the only one awake, writing on the back of the\n train schedule.", "170.\n\n266 CONTINUED: 266\n\n BENJAMIN\n I never once stopped loving you...", "And we see Benjamin, naked, standing in front of a full\n length mirror, looking at himself, studying himself....", "Benjamin, ecstatic, his head out the streetcar window,\n Mr. Oti holding onto the back of his breeches from\n falling... Benjamin feeling the wind and the city wash\n over him...", "the years passing, her own physical mortality, she starts\n to cry... And we see that Benjamin, come to meet her, is\n standing above her.", "178 CONTINUED: 178\n BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n (after a beat)", "Benjamin making it to the other end... to a roar of\n \"Amens\"!", "And Benjamin, doing what he's asked, barely able to, his\n legs akimbo, stands... The people all applaud...", "BENJAMIN\n Just a few weeks ago...", "wandering around in the night by\n yourself...\n (and a last word to\n Benjamin)\n You should be ashamed of yourself!" ], [ "DAISY\n I was awfully cruel. He didn't\n understand. I couldn't have him\n see me that way...\n\n She waits for Benjamin's response...", "BENJAMIN\n Relationships have a time and a\n place.\n\n DAISY\n Don't say that.", "(and for Benjamin,\n but saying it to\n Daisy)\n You are not to be playing\n together! Play with people your", "She moves to open the door to show him out... when she\n gets a good look at him. She stops, realizing who it\n is...\n\n DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin?", "And he helps her off with her coat... She's still.\n\n DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin...", "BENJAMIN\n She needs someone to grow old\n with...\n\n DAISY\n She'll learn to accept whatever\n happens... She loves you...", "BENJAMIN\n (whispers)\n Do you want to see something? We\n have to keep it secret.\n\n Daisy, always willing, always brave, gets up...", "He's quiet.\n\n DAISY (CONT'D)\n Does that upset you?\n\n BENJAMIN\n Which part?", "He affectionately pushes a hair off of her forehead...\n\n DAISY\n I'm an old woman now, Benjamin.", "BENJAMIN\n Goodnight.\n\n He is just at the door... when she says...\n\n DAISY\n Sleep with me.", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n I think you should find a real\n father for her...\n\n DAISY\n What are you talking about?", "And when he still doesn't respond... Daisy, rejected,\n takes up her shoes... And she starts off... Benjamin", "BENJAMIN\n Are you sure?\n\n DAISY\n Yes.", "DAISY (CONT'D)\n (whispers)\n Come on...\n\n She moves quickly out of the room and Benjamin gets up,\n and with the aid of his cane, follows her...", "Benjamin stares at her appearance... And Daisy, can't\n help herself, and seeing Caroline, Daisy, overcome by it\n all, starts to cry.", "BENJAMIN\n You don't need another child to\n raise...\n\n DAISY\n You're going to leave me, aren't\n you?", "We see Benjamin standing at the window watching as Daisy\n gets into a taxi... the taxi starting to drive off... and", "DAISY (CONT'D)\n Where are you going?\n\n BENJAMIN\n To sea. I'll send you a postcard.", "Benjamin doesn't know what to say.\n\n DAISY (CONT'D)\n Your turn to tell.", "BENJAMIN\n I'm sorry to hear that, Mr.\n Button.\n\n And it seems like he is about to tell Benjamin the entire\n truth... but he can't bring himself and instead..." ], [ "And he helps her off with her coat... She's still.\n\n DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin...", "Benjamin stares at her appearance... And Daisy, can't\n help herself, and seeing Caroline, Daisy, overcome by it\n all, starts to cry.", "He looks at her eyes. She looks at him... And as she\n sits with him on the piano bench... as he tries to\n play... Daisy and Benjamin, \"together again...\"", "We see Benjamin coming into the hospital room in\n France...Daisy, fully immobilized, lying in a hospital\n bed...", "BENJAMIN\n (whispers)\n Do you want to see something? We\n have to keep it secret.\n\n Daisy, always willing, always brave, gets up...", "kissing her, a kiss that's not intended to be platonic...\n Daisy obviously involved with him... but embarrassed by\n the intimacy in front of Benjamin and not wanting to hurt", "288 INT. BENJAMIN AND DAISY'S ROOM, NOLAN HOUSE - DAY, 2003 288", "We see Benjamin and Daisy, their silhouettes walking\n through the park... She puts her arm around his\n shoulder... being close to him...", "DAISY (CONT'D)\n ...I learned to walk again\n\n Daisy and Benjamin, naked, passionately kissing...", "We see Daisy sitting on a bed with Benjamin in his room\n on the second floor of the old house... And he's oddly\n lucid...more articulate than his age would indicate...", "He affectionately pushes a hair off of her forehead...\n\n DAISY\n I'm an old woman now, Benjamin.", "BENJAMIN\n Relationships have a time and a\n place.\n\n DAISY\n Don't say that.", "BENJAMIN\n Are you sure?\n\n DAISY\n Yes.", "BENJAMIN\n She needs someone to grow old\n with...\n\n DAISY\n She'll learn to accept whatever\n happens... She loves you...", "She hardly can believe her eyes...\n\n DAISY\n Benjamin...Oh my God it's you...\n Of course it's you...", "DAISY\n Benjamin... Benjamin...\n\n She comes running. He stops to let her catch up to\n him...", "DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin?\n\n CAROLINE\n Would you like me to keep reading?\n\n Daisy nods.", "And we see just that, a short film of two people who\n can't get enough of each other living on a mattress...\n Daisy and Benjamin at various times, while they are", "Benjamin sitting beside her... the two shoulder to\n shoulder... Daisy looking through the book... and\n reading....", "We see Daisy and Benjamin, with their few belongings,\n returning home... They go up the walkway... Benjamin\n trots up the steps, opens the screen door and goes\n inside..." ], [ "Benjamin turns... And he sees a man in his late 40s with\n his three man crew, standing on the deck of a TUGBOAT,", "And as Benjamin gets on the boat, heading out to sea...\n\n72 EXT. TUGBOAT, MISSISSIPPI RIVER, NEW ORLEANS - DAY, 1932 72", "tugboat... Benjamin is grazed by a bullet, his forehead\n cut open, bleeding... Despite the strafing the tug is\n relentless... The submarine, seeing it is about to be", "As the tug moves through the thick black smoke...\n Benjamin and the other crewmen watching along the\n rails...", "blasting away under the stern of the tugboat... the men\n on the stern blown to pieces... Benjamin's literally\n thrown against the wheel house... He manages to get to", "The tug on its way in for the night... Benjamin, sitting\n on a cleat, reading her letter...", "We see Benjamin and the crew watching the ship on the tow\n line run out some thousand feet behind them...", "And we see Benjamin \"learning the ropes...\" Helping to\n tow the freighters, into and out of the River ports...\n Benjamin in this element, like a boy, his hair blowing,", "And we see Benjamin, with Mr. Daws, \"the lightning man,\"\n sitting on a bench with a line of other old men, \"killing\n time,\" watching the boats going up and down the River...", "The tugboat making its way through the fog... Benjamin\n standing with Daisy on the prow... the wind in their", "THOMAS BUTTON\n What kind of work do you do?\n\n BENJAMIN\n (proud of himself)\n I'm a tugboat man.", "Benjamin standing on the bow of the old tug as it sloughs\n through a fog on the high seas... ready to see the world.", "BENJAMIN\n (stating the obvious)\n But you're a tugboat captain.", "Benjamin on the tug, but it's less fun now, not much\n adventure, just hard work... Fighting the snow and the\n wind, they tow a large freighter into port...\n\n 76A.", "Benjamin sits beside him, his friend Captain Mike, dying.\n And a light comes in Captain Mike's eyes... an\n understanding.", "And he puts his father on his back...His father holding\n onto his son, as Benjamin carries him on his back down\n the steps to the dock. There's an old wooden deck chair.", "And he sees, Captain Mike riddled with bullets, his body\n covered with blood... Benjamin bends to him... Captain\n Mike trembling as he lays dying...", "And we see Benjamin, the wind in his hair, sailing an old\n sailboat... And the change in his appearance is\n startling... His hair is without a trace of gray... His", "BENJAMIN BUTTON'S (V.O.)\n \"Some are artists...\"\n\n294 EXT. TUGBOAT 294", "and old rusted tug built out of charcoal iron... The man,\n its Captain MIKE... Has a thick Irish accent... For some\n reason none of the able-bodied men needing work" ], [ "BENJAMIN\n You chose something to do...\n something so special... so\n unique... there was such a short", "178 CONTINUED: 178\n BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n (after a beat)", "156 CONTINUED: (2) 156\n BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n Now that I see you I feel even", "Benjamin making it to the other end... to a roar of\n \"Amens\"!", "98.\n\n150 CONTINUED: (2) 150\n\n And as Benjamin stands at the railing, looking at the\n sea...", "Benjamin sits beside him, his friend Captain Mike, dying.\n And a light comes in Captain Mike's eyes... an\n understanding.", "of the house onto the lawn... And as he moves through the *\n people we see it's Benjamin... He has a single cane, *\n standing more upright now, a distinctive shock of white", "BENJAMIN\n (whispers)\n Thomas...\n\n Thomas awakens...seeing Benjamin...", "263 CONTINUED: (2) 263\n\n BENJAMIN\n I wanted to see you both.", "Now we see Benjamin sitting on the floor among all of the\n people, the only one awake, writing on the back of the\n train schedule.", "BENJAMIN\n My name is Benjamin, Benjamin...\n (for the first time)\n Button...\n\n They stare up at him...", "And Benjamin, doing what he's asked, barely able to, his\n legs akimbo, stands... The people all applaud...", "And we see Benjamin \"learning the ropes...\" Helping to\n tow the freighters, into and out of the River ports...\n Benjamin in this element, like a boy, his hair blowing,", "BENJAMIN\n I don't think so. This is just\n how I am.\n\n Mr. Oti looks out at the street.", "Benjamin tries as best he can to keep up... Mr. Oti darts\n directly in front of a street car, waving his arms,\n making it come to an abrupt stop...", "And he's gone. Benjamin gets up going to the window.\n He looks outside. He can see Mr. Oti come onto the", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n I have decided that all of you --\n his loyal employees, will have a", "We see Benjamin, coming down the stairs. He happens to\n glance out a casement window... He slows... He can just", "BENJAMIN\n Did he?\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 79.", "Benjamin still lies on the floor...\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 28." ], [ "DAISY\n 1928 they stacked people like\n firewood to close a hole in a\n levee.\n\n But Daisy has other things on her mind... murmuring...", "Daisy gets out. The taxi drives off. Daisy stops for a\n moment before she opens the gate. The house has fallen", "And as she smiles, after a lifetime of waiting,\n triumphant... And Benjamin smiles for her, and for\n himself, too... where anything is possible... Daisy's\n come beside him...", "CAROLINE (CONT'D)\n I wish I had known him.\n\n DAISY\n Now you do.", "And Daisy comes back out with a drink for him... and one\n of her own... But before she can give him his drink, a", "And we see his eyes flutter and softly close... forever.\n And as he lays in his beloved Daisy's lap... completely\n still...", "They shake hands... Daisy, wanting to escape.\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 124.", "Daisy is quiet, looking into the distance. Caroline,\n seeking closure, sits on the bed with her and starts to\n cry. Daisy puts her thin arms around her daughter,\n comforting her.", "stare awakens her... She looks at him sensing he's deeply\n troubled... He shuts his eyes... she watches him sleep,\n Daisy as troubled as he is... but for very different", "Daisy, breath raspy, sitting silently in her bed looking\n out the window... We realize Caroline's stopped\n reading...\n\n DAISY\n Please read...", "drives by him as they leave... Daisy turned to look out\n the back window... looking back at him... He waves...\n letting her go... And another chance for them is", "grace... and one thing that will never change, are her\n unforgettable blue eyes... We hear the door opening...\n Daisy, busy gathering, saying her goodnights... glances", "And when he still doesn't respond... Daisy, rejected,\n takes up her shoes... And she starts off... Benjamin", "And tears fill Daisy's eyes...\n\n DAISY\n You're right, you can see\n everything sweetheart...", "CAROLINE\n (taking up the book)\n The next page says...\n\n Daisy shuts her eyes...", "It echoes how she's feeling being there...They stand not\n knowing what to say...And Daisy says, sadly...\n\n DAISY\n Nothing lasts.", "Which is in stark contrast to Benjamin's life... Daisy,\n takes off her shoes...", "Daisy to stir. He starts to leave... He turns to go...\n and he sees Daisy is looking at him... A look not so much", "DAISY\n (remembers)\n He came to tell me his father had\n died.\n\n CAROLINE\n You couldn't have known.", "And he runs out of the room... to see Daisy, fallen,\n sitting on the stairs...\n\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 156." ], [ "Benjamin stares at her appearance... And Daisy, can't\n help herself, and seeing Caroline, Daisy, overcome by it\n all, starts to cry.", "CAROLINE'S (V.O.)\n We named her Caroline, for my\n mother...\n\n And as Benjamin holds Daisy's hand while she nurses\n her...", "And with that she gets up and leaves... Benjamin, left\n with that thought...", "CAROLINE\n No, that's fine...please...\n\n She leaves. It's momentarily quiet, the wind knocking at\n the window... Daisy, ruminating...", "DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin?\n\n CAROLINE\n Would you like me to keep reading?\n\n Daisy nods.", "She stops to lock the door. She turns, getting into the\n car... and leaves... Benjamin stands on the corner, hands", "DAISY\n Dear Robert... some time after\n that...\n\n CAROLINE\n Did you ever tell him about this\n Benjamin?", "We see Benjamin standing at the window watching as Daisy\n gets into a taxi... the taxi starting to drive off... and", "She hurries out of the room. Daisy looks out the window.\n The maelstrom of wind and rain. Caroline comes back with\n a Nurse.", "Daisy nods. Caroline goes out of the room... It's quiet.\n Daisy's alone now... looking out the window... at the", "And when he still doesn't respond... Daisy, rejected,\n takes up her shoes... And she starts off... Benjamin", "And he helps her off with her coat... She's still.\n\n DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin...", "She moves to open the door to show him out... when she\n gets a good look at him. She stops, realizing who it\n is...\n\n DAISY (CONT'D)\n Benjamin?", "DAISY (CONT'D)\n (whispers)\n Come on...\n\n She moves quickly out of the room and Benjamin gets up,\n and with the aid of his cane, follows her...", "gone... replaced by a confident woman in her early\n twenties... with her red hair and her blue eyes she could\n be no one else but DAISY. Benjamin follows her progress,", "yet totally uninhibited... Benjamin sees David kiss\n her... and his jealousy getting the best of him, he turns\n and leaves...", "We see Daisy and Benjamin, with their few belongings,\n returning home... They go up the walkway... Benjamin\n trots up the steps, opens the screen door and goes\n inside...", "Daisy is quiet, looking into the distance. Caroline,\n seeking closure, sits on the bed with her and starts to\n cry. Daisy puts her thin arms around her daughter,\n comforting her.", "DAISY\n I was awfully cruel. He didn't\n understand. I couldn't have him\n see me that way...\n\n She waits for Benjamin's response...", "She hesitates... And she kisses him, and then hurries out\n of the dining room... As Benjamin sits in the empty\n dining room... the kiss left on his lips..." ], [ "And tears run down his anguished face... Benjamin's\n still...\n\n THOMAS BUTTON (CONT'D)\n I am so sorry not to have told you\n before...", "BENJAMIN\n Die in his sleep?\n\n ELIZABETH ABBOTT\n He died sitting in his favorite\n chair listening to his favorite\n program on the radio.", "Benjamin sits beside him, his friend Captain Mike, dying.\n And a light comes in Captain Mike's eyes... an\n understanding.", "And he sees, Captain Mike riddled with bullets, his body\n covered with blood... Benjamin bends to him... Captain\n Mike trembling as he lays dying...", "BENJAMIN\n Did he?\n\n\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 79.", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n It's Benjamin, Mrs. Carter...\n Where is everybody?\n\n THE OLD WOMAN\n Benjamin... your mother died.", "Benjamin still lies on the floor...\n\n (CONTINUED)\n\n 28.", "178 CONTINUED: 178\n BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n (after a beat)", "BENJAMIN\n (looks at her)\n His wife.\n\n And as they stand at the gravesite...", "156 CONTINUED: (2) 156\n BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n Now that I see you I feel even", "BENJAMIN\n I don't really know what I have.\n I have some form of a disease. I\n have a lot of catching up to do.", "THOMAS BUTTON\n What kind of a disease?\n\n BENJAMIN\n I was born old.\n\n Thomas is quiet. And for many things...", "BENJAMIN\n I'm sorry to hear that, Mr.\n Button.\n\n And it seems like he is about to tell Benjamin the entire\n truth... but he can't bring himself and instead...", "And as he holds Benjamin's hand ready to meet his\n maker...", "98.\n\n150 CONTINUED: (2) 150\n\n And as Benjamin stands at the railing, looking at the\n sea...", "of the house onto the lawn... And as he moves through the *\n people we see it's Benjamin... He has a single cane, *\n standing more upright now, a distinctive shock of white", "And we see Benjamin, 5 now, sitting on the porch swing,\n staring off... and he drools like a helpless old man.\n Daisy stops, taking out a handkerchief, wiping the drool\n off his chin...", "Benjamin in Paris, \"watching over her.\"\n\n197D INT. THE HOSPITAL ROOM, NEW ORLEANS - DAY, PRESENT 197D", "BENJAMIN (CONT'D)\n ...My father, Thomas Button...\n recently passed...\n\n After a moment:", "the years passing, her own physical mortality, she starts\n to cry... And we see that Benjamin, come to meet her, is\n standing above her." ] ]

[ "What is Caroline's relationship to Bejamin?", "What disater hits New Orleans right before Daisy dies?", "What professiion did Daisy partake in before having a car accident?", "In what war does Benjamin Button serve?", "With whom does Benjamin have an affair with?", "Where does Benjamin Button eventually die?", "What life stage is Benjamin Button at when he passes away?", "How old is Benjamin when he dies?", "What type of family business does Benjamin eventually inherit?", "Which character is on their deathbed at the beginning of the story?", "What is Daisy Fuller's daughters name?", "What woman decides to care for the baby left at the nursing home?", "What is the main characters name?", "Who does Benjamin meet on Thanksgiving?", "Who does Benjamin have an affair with?", "In what city does Benjamin reunite with Queenie?", "What do Benjamin and Daisy do soon after falling in love?", "Whose arms does Benjamin die in?", "Who was Carolines father?", "What catastrophic event is occurring that makes Daisy Fuller ask her daughter to read a story?", "In 1925, Benjamin declares that a miracle happened because he was previously not able to do what?", "Why does Daisy tell Benjamin to stay out of his life?", "Why do Benjamin and Daisy continue to see each other?", "What relationship does Benjamin have with one of the men on the tugboats?", "Why is Benjamin a special person?", "Daisy dies before what catastrophic event?", "Why does Benjamin leave Daisy when she tells him about Caroline? ", "What disease does the story mention that Benjamin had prior to his death?" ]

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[ [ "Here Lothair, who had never been favored with a companion of his own\nage and station, soon found a congenial one in the heir of Brentham.", "\"I like Lothair,\" said St. Aldegonde, dreamily. \"He is a nice boy.\"\n\n\"Well, you will have him and Pinto to yourself.\"", "\"Favored!\" said Lothair; \"Am I favored? It seems to me I am the most\nforlorn of men--if even I am that.\"", "Lothair stared with a look of perplexity, and then said: \"If I be the\nmost favored of men, it is only because two angelic beings have deigned", "It was a trial for Lothair, and scarcely a fair one. He was not unequal\nto it, and what he said was esteemed, at the moment, by all parties", "Mr. Phoebus liked Lothair. He liked youth, and good-looking youth; and\nyouth that was intelligent and engaging and well-mannered. He also liked", "\"I do not think I am a great favorite of your mamma,\" said Lothair. \"She\nonce used to be very kind to me, but she is so no longer.\"", "And this rather extended their walk, and withdrew them more from the\ngreat amusement of the day.\n\n\"I wish your grace would do me a great favor,\" said Lothair, abruptly\nbreaking a rather prolonged silence.", "It seems that a young English noble of the highest rank, family, and for\ntune\" (and here the name and titles of Lothair were accurately given),", "Lothair was lost in admiration of these designs and their execution. But\nafter the first fever of investigation was over, he required sympathy\nand also information. In a truly religious family there would always be", "\"I have been favored by you,\" said Lothair, speaking low and hurriedly;\n\"to whom I owe my life, and more than my life. Yes,\" he continued, \"this", "Lothair sat between two of the married daughters. They addressed him\nwith so much sympathy that he was quite enchanted. When they asked their", "But not to Lothair. Young, sanguine, and susceptible, he had, for a\nmoment, yielded to the excitement of the recent scene, but with his", "Lothair intended to do, and yet to act and speak as if he was acquainted\nwith those intentions, and was not only aware of, but approved them. He", "\"That is a good-looking fellow, Lothair,\" said St. Aldegonde; \"or is it\nthe dress that turns them out such swells? I feel quite a lout by some\nof these fellows.\"", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "Lothair, though inexperienced, and very ingenuous, was not devoid of\na certain instinctive perception of men and, things, which rendered it", "The box of letters arrived at Lothair's rooms in due season, and their\nperusal deeply interested him. In their pages, alike earnest and lively,", "But Lothair would not part with them thus. With the inspiring\nrecollection of his speech at the Fenian meeting, Lothair was not afraid" ], [ "'What of this new star?' said his friend, and he mentioned Lothair.\n\n'Oh! he is too young; not launched. Besides he is going to turn\nCatholic, and I doubt whether that would do in that quarter.'", "\"I have not refused him. If I thought I could do any good I am not sure\nI would not go,\" said Lothair; \"but, from what I have seen of the Roman", "said, \"the one who always most interested me, and seemed most worthy of\nyour affection.\" And then she deplored the absolute ruin of Lothair, for\nsuch she deemed his entrance into the Roman Church.", "\"And what are those might I ask?\" inquired Lothair.\n\n\"In reality, not much. I would get rid of the religion.\"\n\n\"Get rid of the religion!\" said Lothair.", "In the midst of a profound discussion with Father Coleman on Mariolatry,\nLothair, rapt in reverie, suddenly introduced the subject of Miss\nArundel. \"I wonder what will be her lot?\" he exclaimed.", "\"Oh, I heard her,\" said Lothair, \"at the Roman Catholic cathedral.\"\n\n\"I am sure I shall never hear her there,\" said Lady Corisande, looking\nvery grave.", "Lothair was lost in admiration of these designs and their execution. But\nafter the first fever of investigation was over, he required sympathy\nand also information. In a truly religious family there would always be", "\"Here we must go,\" said Monsignore Catesby to Lothair, and he gently\nbut irresistibly pushed him into his place. \"You know you promised to", "\"But I am not quite sure,\" said Lothair, blushing and agitated, \"that it\nwill be a Protestant cathedral. I have not made up my mind about that.\"", "\"I should like to speak to Father O'Molloy,\" said Lothair; \"he is a\npriest, and will understand my views.\"", "\"It is the terror of Europe and the disgrace of Britain,\" said Lothair;\n\"and I am resolved to grapple with it. It seems to me that pauperism is", "an Anglican, a man of the world, a man of honor, a good, kind-hearted\nman. Lothair explained the apparent and occasional cooperation of his", "\"Yes religious truth,\" said Lothair, \"we must all pray for that.\"\n\n\n\nCHAPTER 18", "In the mean time, Monsignore Catesby was pressing Lothair to become one\nof the patrons of a Roman Catholic Bazaar, where Lady St. Jerome and", "His valet entered and informed him that the monsignore had returned, and\nwould not be denied. Lothair roused himself from his delicious reverie,", "after Lothair became an orphan, this distinguished man seceded from the\nAnglican communion, and entered the Church of Rome. From this moment", "time to answer himself, or softening the instruction by the playfulness\nof his mind and manner. Sometimes he read to Lothair, and attuned the\nmind of his charge to the true spiritual note by melting passages from", "But Lothair would not part with them thus. With the inspiring\nrecollection of his speech at the Fenian meeting, Lothair was not afraid", "\"I am not unfaithful to the Church,\" said Lothair, \"which was the Church\nof my fathers.\"", "\"But the cause of its greatness and its beauty no longer exists. It\nbecame great and beautiful because it believed in God.\"\n\n\"But faith is not extinct?\" said Lothair." ], [ "All this time, Lothair hung much about Lady Corisande; he was by her\nside in the riding-parties, always very near her when they walked, and", "\"Oh, I heard her,\" said Lothair, \"at the Roman Catholic cathedral.\"\n\n\"I am sure I shall never hear her there,\" said Lady Corisande, looking\nvery grave.", "his father, Lothair darted away and approached Lady Corisande, whom Lady\nMontairy had just quitted.", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "\"Let us rest here for a while;\" said Lothair, \"under the shade of this\noak;\" and Lady Corisande reclined against its mighty trunk, and Lothair", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "short time, there was music. Lothair hovered about Lady Corisande, and\nat last seized a happy opportunity of addressing her.", "A prince of the blood was dancing with Lady Corisande. Lothair was\nthere, vis-ŕ-vis with Miss Arundel.", "\"I have told you all my plans,\" said Lady Corisande.\n\n\"Yes; but I was thinking of something else when you spoke,\" said\nLothair.\n\n\"That was not very complimentary.\"", "\"I think I hear sounds this way,\" said Lothair, and he led his companion\nfarther from home.\n\n\"I see no one,\" said Lady Corisande, distressed, and when they had\nadvanced a little way.", "\"And leave this garden?\" said Lothair. \"And I without a flower, the only\none without a flower? I am afraid that is significant of my lot.\"\n\n\"You shall choose a rose,\" said Lady Corisande.", "In the course of the evening, Lady St. Aldegonde, on the arm of Lord\nMontairy, stopped for a moment as she passed Lothair, and said: \"Do you", "separated; Lothair was successful in inducing Lady Corisande to be his\npartner.", "\"This is an important event,\" said Lothair to Lady Corisande.\n\n\"I think it is; nor do I believe Bertram is too young for public life.\nThese are not times to be laggard.\"", "of Lothair. Miss Arundel had at length succeeded in her great object.\nThey were to pass the winter at Rome. Lord St. Jerome was quite pleased", "history of his life since he first visited her home. Lady Corisande\nsaid little, but, when she was more composed, she told him that from the\nfirst her heart had been his, but every thing seemed to go against her", "The ladies began to talk about the approaching drawing-room and Lady\nCorisande's presentation, and Lothair thought it right to make his", "\"As I may never have the opportunity again,\" said Lothair, \"let me thank\nyou, Lady Corisande, for some kind thoughts which you deigned to bestow\non me in my absence.\"", "'And how do you like balls?' said Lothair.\n\n'I think I shall like them very much,' said Lady Corisande; 'but\nto-night, I will confess, I am a little nervous.'", "gossip. This rather suited Lothair. It pleased Lady Clanmorne to-day to\ndilate upon marriage and the married state, but especially on all her" ], [ "\"I have not refused him. If I thought I could do any good I am not sure\nI would not go,\" said Lothair; \"but, from what I have seen of the Roman", "Lothair recognized the well-known voice of his commanding officer in\nthe Apennine, and advanced to him with a military salute. \"I must", "\"It is a rather formidable array,\" said Lothair, and he took out a\npaper. \"First, there are all the notables of the county. I do not know", "In this state of affairs, a week having elapsed since his arrival at\nthe camp, Lothair, who had been visiting the outposts, was summoned one", "But not to Lothair. Young, sanguine, and susceptible, he had, for a\nmoment, yielded to the excitement of the recent scene, but with his", "\"No,\" said Lothair, in a peremptory tone. \"I said I would do it, and it\nmust be done, and at once. Sooner than there should be delay, I would", "\"It must be a great and painful sacrifice,\" said Lothair; \"but, I\nbelieve, long meditated. I remember when I was at Vauxe, nearly two", "But Lothair would not part with them thus. With the inspiring\nrecollection of his speech at the Fenian meeting, Lothair was not afraid", "It seems that a young English noble of the highest rank, family, and for\ntune\" (and here the name and titles of Lothair were accurately given),", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "of Lothair; that is to say, confided to him his trouble, and asked his\nadvice, with a view, when given, of its being followed by an offer of\nassistance.", "Lothair's suggestion as an act of desertion from himself. At their time\nof life, the claims of friendship are paramount. And where could Lothair", "The box of letters arrived at Lothair's rooms in due season, and their\nperusal deeply interested him. In their pages, alike earnest and lively,", "It was a trial for Lothair, and scarcely a fair one. He was not unequal\nto it, and what he said was esteemed, at the moment, by all parties", "Among others he imparted this information to Lothair, and it set Lothair\na thinking; and he went to a ball that evening solely with the purpose", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "One day, Lothair, having risen from his bed for the first time, and\nlying on a sofa in an adjoining chamber to that in which he had been", "\"Good God!\" exclaimed Lothair. \"Why, take the very first allegation,\nthat I fell at Mentana, fighting in the ranks of the Holy Father.", "And Lothair told him.", "\"Colonel Campian is going to Scotland, and you are going with him,\" said\nLothair. \"I know it, for he told me so, and said he could manage the" ], [ "Campian crossed the room and spoke to Theodora, who instantly, without\nthe slightest demur, joined her friends. Lothair felt agitated, as", "\"The true religion, I think,\" said Theodora. \"I worship in a church\nwhere I believe God dwells, and dwells for my guidance and my good--my\nconscience.\"", "\"Her grace tells me,\" said Theodora, \"that Colonel Campian wishes me to\ngive a recitation. I cannot believe that such a performance can ever be", "\"I do not know what the Anglican view is,\" said Theodora. \"I do not\nbelong to the Roman or to the Anglican Church.\"\n\n\"And yet, you are very religious,\" said Lothair.", "serenity of Theodora reassured him. The Campians came in late, and all\neyes were upon them. Lothair presented Theodora to the duchess, who,", "Theodora. I reconcile my feelings toward her and my disposition in this\nway. It is not friendship--it is worship. And indeed there are moments\nwhen I sometimes think she is one of those beautiful divinities that", "\"Are you going?\" said Theodora. \"Colonel Campian will be here in a\nmoment; he will be quite grieved not to see you.\"", "Theodora did not at all look like a lady who had received a social\nattention of the most distinguished class. She looked embarrassed, and\nbegan to murmur something about Colonel Campian, and their never going\ninto society.", "\"A projected cathedral!\" said Theodora. \"Well, I must confess to you I\nnever could comprehend the idea of a Protestant cathedral.\"", "About sunset, Colonel Campian led forth Theodora. She was in female\nattire, and her long hair, restrained only by a fillet, reached nearly", "\"You mistake,\" said Theodora, quietly, when Lady Corisande had finished.\n\"I am much interested in what you tell me. I should deplore our friend\nfalling under the influence of the Romish priesthood.\"", "Lothair waited on Colonel Campian immediately and welcomed him, but he\ndid not see Theodora. Still he had inquired after her, and left her", "Very shortly after his arrival at Malta, Mr. Phoebus had spoken to\nLothair about Theodora. It appeared that Lucien Campian, though severely", "Alone in her tent, Theodora fell upon her knees, and, lifting up her\nhands to heaven and bowing her head to the earth, she said: \"O God! whom", "\"And in vain you would say,\" said Theodora. \"Not so. There was a\nmartyrdom, but the blood of Felice baptized the new birth of Italian", "\"So you see,\" said Theodora, \"what is called orthodoxy has very little\nto do with religion; and a person may be very religious without holding\nthe same dogmas as yourself, or, as some think, without holding any.\"", "he for a moment had never been faithless. Theodora believed in\nher immortality, and did not believe in death according to the\necclesiastical interpretation. But her departure from the scene, and", "Practically, Theodora had led, or was leading, him to this result; but\nTheodora, though religious, did not bow before those altars to which", "\"I believe in the efficacy of prayer,\" said Theodora.\n\n\"And I believe in you,\" said St. Aldegonde, after a momentary pause.", "\"She is called Theodora, though married, I believe, to an Englishman,\na friend of Garibaldi. Her birth unknown; some say an Italian, some" ], [ "Lothair was the little boy whom the duchess remembered. He was a\nposthumous child, and soon lost a devoted mother. His only relation was", "And Lothair told him.", "Lothair was lost in admiration of these designs and their execution. But\nafter the first fever of investigation was over, he required sympathy\nand also information. In a truly religious family there would always be", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "When Lothair in some degree regained consciousness, he found himself\nin bed. The chamber was lofty and dim, and had once been splendid.", "It was a trial for Lothair, and scarcely a fair one. He was not unequal\nto it, and what he said was esteemed, at the moment, by all parties", "Here Lothair, who had never been favored with a companion of his own\nage and station, soon found a congenial one in the heir of Brentham.", "though Lothair was attached to them, too young to be his companions.\nTheir father was a keen, hard man, honorable and just but with no\nsoftness of heart or manner. He guarded with precise knowledge and with", "Lothair, though inexperienced, and very ingenuous, was not devoid of\na certain instinctive perception of men and, things, which rendered it", "Lothair became quite domiciliated at Vauxe: he went up to town in the\nmorning, and returned, as it were, to his home; everybody delighted to", "One day, Lothair, having risen from his bed for the first time, and\nlying on a sofa in an adjoining chamber to that in which he had been", "Somehow or other Lothair never seemed alone. When he woke in the morning\nthe monsignore was frequently kneeling before an oratory in his room,", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "Among others he imparted this information to Lothair, and it set Lothair\na thinking; and he went to a ball that evening solely with the purpose", "But not to Lothair. Young, sanguine, and susceptible, he had, for a\nmoment, yielded to the excitement of the recent scene, but with his", "occasion. He was grave, graceful, and dignified, and, addressing\nLothair by his title, he said, \"that he hoped he would meet in life that", "Lothair would have sprung forward, but he could only extend his arms: he\nwould have spoken, but his tongue was paralyzed.\n\n\"Lothair,\" said a deep, sweet voice that never could be forgotten.", "\"And so,\" concluded Lothair, \"I thought I would come to you.\"", "All this time, Lothair hung much about Lady Corisande; he was by her\nside in the riding-parties, always very near her when they walked, and", "\"I like Lothair,\" said St. Aldegonde, dreamily. \"He is a nice boy.\"\n\n\"Well, you will have him and Pinto to yourself.\"" ], [ "wounded, had escaped with Garibaldi after the battle of Mentana into the\nItalian territories. Here they were at once arrested, but not severely", "Garibaldi, who was really at hand, hearing of these events, fell back on\nMonte Rotondo, about fifteen miles from the city, and took up a strong", "\"When all was over,\" continued the general, \"I fled with Garibaldi, and\ngained the Italian frontier at Terrni. Here we were of course arrested", "fight against Garibaldi or his friends. They confirmed also the news\nthat the great leader himself was a prisoner at Caprera; that, although,", "\"And yet,\" continued the general calmly, \"there is no manner of doubt\nthat Garibaldi is the only name that could collect ten thousand men", "before the Italian War, when he hesitated about heading the army from\nthe fear of domestic revolution. Anxious to recover the freedom of\nItaly, they apprized him that, if he personally entered the field,", "in the day news arrived of the escape of Garibaldi from Caprera; he was\nsaid to be marching on the city, and only five-and-twenty miles distant.", "Revolutionary Committee, directing the Romans to make no move until the\nadvanced guard of Garibaldi had appeared upon Monte Mario. About this\ntime the routed troops of the pope arrived in confusion from Viterbo,", "As it was evident that the arrest of Garibaldi could not be kept secret,\nthe general thought it most prudent to be himself the herald of its", "Garibaldi, were in full march on the city.", "Garibaldi been in sight, it might still have been the wisest course to\nrise; but Monte Mario was not yet peopled by them, and an insurrection", "And it was in this state of enthusiasm that couriers arrived with\nthe intelligence that Garibaldi had escaped from Caprera, that he had\nreached Nerola in safety, and was in command of the assembled forces;", "\"Garibaldi has been arrested before,\" said Berwick.\n\n\"Well, well, I am hopeful; but I must go to my dinner. I will see you\nagain tomorrow.\"", "This was the arrest of Garibaldi at Sinigaglia by the Italian\ngovernment, which had been communicated at Hexham House to Monsignore\nBerwick by his evening visitor.", "should march to Rome and arrive there before the French. Whatever then\nhappens, we shall at least get rid of the great imposture, but in all\nprobability the French and Italians will fight. In that case I shall", "arrested Garibaldi. But you do not seem, my friend, as pleased as I\nshould have anticipated.\"", "prodigies of valor and devotion, had fallen at Mentana in the sacred\ncause, and was given up for lost. The day after the battle, when the", "great man will have put his boys in trim. Both bodies must leave their\nmountains at the same time, join in the open country, and march to\nRome.\"", "\"A single life should not stand between Rome and freedom.\"\n\n\"What do you mean?\"\n\n\"I mean that Romolo Colonna should go to Paris and free his country.\"", "The continuous gathering of what, in popular language, were styled the\nGaribaldi Volunteers, on the southern border of the papal territory" ], [ "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "\"To a saint in heaven and in earth,\" said Lothair, blushing; \"to St.\nClare.\"", "But Lothair would not part with them thus. With the inspiring\nrecollection of his speech at the Fenian meeting, Lothair was not afraid", "It was a trial for Lothair, and scarcely a fair one. He was not unequal\nto it, and what he said was esteemed, at the moment, by all parties", "Lothair would have sprung forward, but he could only extend his arms: he\nwould have spoken, but his tongue was paralyzed.\n\n\"Lothair,\" said a deep, sweet voice that never could be forgotten.", "It seems that a young English noble of the highest rank, family, and for\ntune\" (and here the name and titles of Lothair were accurately given),", "\"I will give you this in Clare's name,\" said Lady St. Jerome, as she\nselected a beautiful flower and presented it to Lothair. \"It is in", "Lothair stared with a look of perplexity, and then said: \"If I be the\nmost favored of men, it is only because two angelic beings have deigned", "Lothair was the little boy whom the duchess remembered. He was a\nposthumous child, and soon lost a devoted mother. His only relation was", "Lothair would have spoken, but his voice was choked, and he could only\npress her hand and bow his head.\n\n\"But promise me,\" said Theodora.\n\n\"I promise,\" said Lothair.", "\"I have been favored by you,\" said Lothair, speaking low and hurriedly;\n\"to whom I owe my life, and more than my life. Yes,\" he continued, \"this", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "When Lothair had rallied and could survey the scene, he found he was\nsitting by his hostess; that the duke, not a luncheon man, was present,", "\"I am not unfaithful to the Church,\" said Lothair, \"which was the Church\nof my fathers.\"", "Though the condition of Lothair had at first seemed desperate, his\nyouthful and vigorous frame had enabled him to rally, and, with time", "\"I will take them with me,\" said Lothair, who was afraid, if lie left\nthem behind, Lord Topaz might arrive in the interval.\n\n\n\nCHAPTER 34", "of an ancient country. Though opposed to the land laws, he would operate\ngradually, and gave Lothair more than one receipt how to save the\naristocracy. Lothair would have preferred talking about the lady they", "\"Who is that person?\" asked the cardinal with some agitation.\n\n\"I have not the slightest idea,\" said Lothair. \"All I know is, he once\nsaved my life.\"", "It was not until Lothair had promised to extricate his friend from his\nwhelming difficulties, that, upon examination, he found the act on", "affectionate. He retained Lothair's hand and pressed it with his pale,\nthin fingers; his attenuated countenance blazed for a moment with a\ndivine light." ], [ "\"Ah, Mr. Phoebus, you will help me!\" said Lothair; and then he went up\nto him and told him every thing. All difficulties, of course, vanished", "Mr. Phoebus liked Lothair. He liked youth, and good-looking youth; and\nyouth that was intelligent and engaging and well-mannered. He also liked", "\"You know Mr. Phoebus?\" asked a low, clear voice, and turning round\nLothair was presented to a person so famous that even Lothair had heard\nof him.", "It was impossible for Lothair in his present condition to have fallen\nupon a more suitable companion than Mr. Phoebus. It is not merely", "like Mr. Phoebus, and hear their views on the nature of things. Lothair\nwas very young, and was more thoughtful than studious. His education", "Mr. Phoebus postponed his voyage in order that Lothair might make his\npreparations to become his guest in his island. \"I cannot take you to a", "There was to be a private inspection of the picture at the studio of the\nartist, and Mr. Phoebus had invited Lothair to attend it. Our friend", "\"Madame Phoebus!\" exclaimed Lothair, with an unconscious feeling of some\nrelief. \"She is a very beautiful woman. Who was she?\"", "\"Welcome, my friend!\" said Mr. Phoebus to Lothair. \"Welcome to an Aryan", "One night Lothair was walking home with the sisters from a village\nfestival where they had been much amused.\n\n\"You have had a great many adventures since we first met?\" said Madame\nPhoebus.", "\"But Mr. Phoebus cannot really believe in Apollo and Venus,\" said\nLothair. \"These are phrases. He is, I suppose, what is called a\nPantheist.\"", "It was the statue of Theodora, the placing of which in the pavilion\nof Belmont Mr. Phoebus was superintending when Lothair first made his\nacquaintance.", "Lothair on his arrival found many guests assembled, chiefly on the\nlawn. Mr. Phoebus was highly esteemed, and had distinguished and eminent", "\"Who is that lady?\" inquired Lothair of his companion, when the singing\nceased.\n\n\"That is Madame Phoebus,\" said Mrs. Giles.", "And so Lothair, following Mr. Ruby into an inner apartment, had the\ngratification, for the first time, of seeing his own service of gold", "But, at this moment, there were the sounds of merriment and of\napproaching footsteps; the form of Mr. Phoebus appeared ascending the", "\"Ah!\" said Mr. Ruby, and his face brightened; and, ushering Lothair to\nsome glass cases, he at the same time provided his customer with a seat.", "\"An artist should always remember what he owes to posterity and his\nprofession,\" said Mr. Phoebus to Lothair, as they were walking the deck,", "of the pleasure-grounds, and they wandered into the park and its most\nsequestered parts. All this time Lothair spoke much, and gave her the", "brilliant the accessories. As Mr. Phoebus was not present, Lothair\nviolated the prime principles of a first-class Aryan education, and" ], [ "Square, and to meet all his friends. He thought of it all day, and he\npassed a restless night. He took an early canter to rally his energies,", "\"I am here,\" he at last replied.\n\n\"Remember!\" and she threw upon him that glance, at once serene and\nsolemn, that had been her last, and was impressed indelibly upon his\nheart of hearts.", "Whatever may have been the influence of others on his existence, hers\nat least had been one of infinite benignity. She had saved his life; she\nhad cherished it. She had raised him from the lowest depth of physical", "but in general he only glanced at it, and scarcely that. On the present\noccasion his own name caught immediately his eye. It figured in a\nlong account of the celebration of the preceding day. It was with a", "to know. He was not capable of thought, and memory was an effort under\nwhich he always broke down. Day after day he remained silent and almost\nmotionless alike in mind and body. He had a vague feeling that, after", "around them; and experience, combined with natural tact, invests them\nwith almost a supernatural skill in the detection of social secrets.\nAnd so it happened that scarcely a week had passed before Hugo began to", "\"He is known by the name of Captain Bruges,\" said Theodora, and she\nhesitated; and then speaking more quickly she added: \"I cannot sanction,", "Ida Alice, but she blushed when she spoke to him, and tittered when he\nreplied to her; and at last he found refuge in pretty Mrs. Ardenne, who", "ones. Now, in a few hours, you will be master of a great inheritance,\nand I hope it will profit ye. I have been over the accounts with Mr.", "character, and, I am told, is capable of great affections. Her manners\nare good, finished, and natural; and she is beloved by her young\nfriends, which I always think a test.\"", "Every scene In this life at Brentham charmed Lothair, who, though not\nconscious of being of a particularly gloomy temper, often felt that\nhe had, somehow or other, hitherto passed through life rarely with\npleasure, and never with joy.", "Lothair read the letter with a changing countenance, and then he read\nit again and blushed deeply. The letter was from Miss Arundel. After a", "Lothair would have sprung forward, but he could only extend his arms: he\nwould have spoken, but his tongue was paralyzed.\n\n\"Lothair,\" said a deep, sweet voice that never could be forgotten.", "\"I cannot exactly tell you his name,\" said the consul. \"Prince Galitzin\nbrought him here, and thought highly of him. I believe he is one of the", "\"It was so like him not to give his name and to shrink from\nthanks,\" said Mrs. Campian. \"He never enters society, and makes no\nacquaintances.\"", "\"So you make a solitude and call it peace,\" said the lady, with a slight\nsmile. \"For my part, my perfect life would be a large and beautiful", "as most distinct. The priests then followed the stranger, who proceeded\ndown a long and solitary street, made up in a great degree of garden and\nconvent walls, and without a turning. They observed her stop and speak", "Her countenance, which was unusually pale when he entered, became\nflushed. \"It is not a subject for the festive hour of your life,\" she\nsaid, \"but I cannot resist my fate.\"", "\"You know Mr. Phoebus?\" asked a low, clear voice, and turning round\nLothair was presented to a person so famous that even Lothair had heard\nof him.", "Lothair had quitted Vauxe one week, and it seemed to him a year. During\nthe first four-and-twenty hours he felt like a child who had returned to" ], [ "Lothair was the little boy whom the duchess remembered. He was a\nposthumous child, and soon lost a devoted mother. His only relation was", "And Lothair told him.", "Lothair was lost in admiration of these designs and their execution. But\nafter the first fever of investigation was over, he required sympathy\nand also information. In a truly religious family there would always be", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "When Lothair in some degree regained consciousness, he found himself\nin bed. The chamber was lofty and dim, and had once been splendid.", "It was a trial for Lothair, and scarcely a fair one. He was not unequal\nto it, and what he said was esteemed, at the moment, by all parties", "Here Lothair, who had never been favored with a companion of his own\nage and station, soon found a congenial one in the heir of Brentham.", "though Lothair was attached to them, too young to be his companions.\nTheir father was a keen, hard man, honorable and just but with no\nsoftness of heart or manner. He guarded with precise knowledge and with", "Lothair, though inexperienced, and very ingenuous, was not devoid of\na certain instinctive perception of men and, things, which rendered it", "Lothair became quite domiciliated at Vauxe: he went up to town in the\nmorning, and returned, as it were, to his home; everybody delighted to", "One day, Lothair, having risen from his bed for the first time, and\nlying on a sofa in an adjoining chamber to that in which he had been", "Somehow or other Lothair never seemed alone. When he woke in the morning\nthe monsignore was frequently kneeling before an oratory in his room,", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "Among others he imparted this information to Lothair, and it set Lothair\na thinking; and he went to a ball that evening solely with the purpose", "But not to Lothair. Young, sanguine, and susceptible, he had, for a\nmoment, yielded to the excitement of the recent scene, but with his", "occasion. He was grave, graceful, and dignified, and, addressing\nLothair by his title, he said, \"that he hoped he would meet in life that", "Lothair would have sprung forward, but he could only extend his arms: he\nwould have spoken, but his tongue was paralyzed.\n\n\"Lothair,\" said a deep, sweet voice that never could be forgotten.", "\"And so,\" concluded Lothair, \"I thought I would come to you.\"", "All this time, Lothair hung much about Lady Corisande; he was by her\nside in the riding-parties, always very near her when they walked, and", "\"I like Lothair,\" said St. Aldegonde, dreamily. \"He is a nice boy.\"\n\n\"Well, you will have him and Pinto to yourself.\"" ], [ "It seems that a young English noble of the highest rank, family, and for\ntune\" (and here the name and titles of Lothair were accurately given),", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "Lothair. \"That is Baron Gozelius, one of our great reputations. He must\nhave just arrived. II will present you to him; it is always agreeable to", "\"It is the terror of Europe and the disgrace of Britain,\" said Lothair;\n\"and I am resolved to grapple with it. It seems to me that pauperism is", "that his son should be educated at the University of Oxford, and at the\nsame college of which he had been a member. His uncle was of opinion he\ncomplied with the spirit of this instruction by sending Lothair to the", "Lothair was the little boy whom the duchess remembered. He was a\nposthumous child, and soon lost a devoted mother. His only relation was", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "occasion. He was grave, graceful, and dignified, and, addressing\nLothair by his title, he said, \"that he hoped he would meet in life that", "\"I don't at all agree with Lord St. Aldegonde,\" said Lothair, with\nenergy. \"I do not think it is possible to have too many relatives like\nyou and your sisters.\"", "But not to Lothair. Young, sanguine, and susceptible, he had, for a\nmoment, yielded to the excitement of the recent scene, but with his", "\"I like Lothair,\" said St. Aldegonde, dreamily. \"He is a nice boy.\"\n\n\"Well, you will have him and Pinto to yourself.\"", "Here Lothair, who had never been favored with a companion of his own\nage and station, soon found a congenial one in the heir of Brentham.", "\"It is you, my dear Lothair,\" replied Hugo, \"that is surprising, not the\nworld--that has only developed in your absence. What could have induced", "\"It is a rather formidable array,\" said Lothair, and he took out a\npaper. \"First, there are all the notables of the county. I do not know", "\"That is a good-looking fellow, Lothair,\" said St. Aldegonde; \"or is it\nthe dress that turns them out such swells? I feel quite a lout by some\nof these fellows.\"", "\"I do not bow to it,\" said Lothair; \"I think it barbarous and unwise.\"\n\n\"Hush, hush! dear friend.\"", "about something that had happened at the last Derby, and was under the\nimpression, until better informed, that Lothair had been one of his\nparty. There were some exceptions to this general unacquaintance with", "\"I have not refused him. If I thought I could do any good I am not sure\nI would not go,\" said Lothair; \"but, from what I have seen of the Roman", "though Lothair was attached to them, too young to be his companions.\nTheir father was a keen, hard man, honorable and just but with no\nsoftness of heart or manner. He guarded with precise knowledge and with", "'What of this new star?' said his friend, and he mentioned Lothair.\n\n'Oh! he is too young; not launched. Besides he is going to turn\nCatholic, and I doubt whether that would do in that quarter.'" ], [ "from her lips, that she herself contemplated being a communicant at the\nsame time. Lady Corisande had been before him. All the energies of that", "\"Oh, I heard her,\" said Lothair, \"at the Roman Catholic cathedral.\"\n\n\"I am sure I shall never hear her there,\" said Lady Corisande, looking\nvery grave.", "\"Lord St. Aldegonde?\" said the bishop.\n\nLady Corisande shook her head.", "love with Lady Corisande, and before the morning had passed away she\nhad become their friend and counsellor, and the object of their devoted\nadoration. It seems that their secret sorrow had its origin in that", "He remembered what Lady Corisande had once said to him about those who\nquitted their native church for the Roman communion. What would she say\nnow? He marked in imagination the cloud of sorrow on her imperial brow\nand the scorn of her curled lip.", "thing. I think you had better speak to Lady Corisande yourself.\"", "\"And yet there is danger of it,\" said Lady Corisande, \"more than\ndanger,\" she added in a low but earnest voice. \"You do not know what a", "\"It is a noble one,\" said Lady Corisande, \"as I am sure are all your\nthoughts. There are the gentlemen; I am sorry they have come. There,\"", "The duchess I looked amazed. \"Corisande!\" she exclaimed.\n\n\"Yes, to Lady Corisande.\"", "\"You mistake,\" said Theodora, quietly, when Lady Corisande had finished.\n\"I am much interested in what you tell me. I should deplore our friend\nfalling under the influence of the Romish priesthood.\"", "opposition it was receiving from the cardinal and his friends. It was a\nrelief to Lady Corisande thus to express all her feelings on a subject\non which she had been brooding the whole day.", "having been a member of his congregation in the morning. Lady Corisande\ntoo had said to him: \"I wish so much you would talk to Mrs. Campian;", "late companion. There was something in Lady Corisande that to him was\nirresistibly captivating; and as he was always thinking and analyzing,\nhe employed himself in discovering the cause. \"She is not particularly", "history of his life since he first visited her home. Lady Corisande\nsaid little, but, when she was more composed, she told him that from the\nfirst her heart had been his, but every thing seemed to go against her", "The Duke of Brecon was an avowed admirer, of Lady Corisande, and was\nintimate with her family. The duchess liked him much, and was often seen", "\"There is something in that,\" said Lady Corisande, musingly. \"You know\nnot what a relief it is to me to speak to you on this matter. Mamma", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "cross, the gift of the primus. Lord Culloden, at the request of Lady\nCorisande, had consented to their hearing the bishop, which he would not", "His look was serious; his tone almost sad. Neither were in keeping with\nthe scene and the apparent occasion; and Lady Corisande, not displeased,", "\"That I am sure she is not,\" said Lady St. Aldegonde, quickly.\n\"Corisande was always your friend.\"" ], [ "Then came in one of his lordships chaplains, who saluted the monsignore\nwith reverence, and immediately afterward a beautiful young lady, his\nniece, Clare Arundel.", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "\"Oh! we are friends, and have long been so,\" said Miss Arundel, and she\nleft the room.\n\n\"Clare does not recognize admirers,\" said Lady St. Jerome, gravely.", "\"That summons was divine,\" said Catesby, \"and only the herald of the\ngreat event that was ordained and has since occurred. In this holy city,\nMiss Arundel must ever count as the most sanctified of her sex.\"", "\"I do not agree with my aunt, at least as regards this country,\" said\nMiss Arundel; \"I think our sins are too great. We left His Church, and\nGod is now leaving us.\"", "\"I doubt not; and Miss Arundel?\"\n\n\"Clare is quite well, and I am hurrying home now to ride with her. I\nshall tell her that you asked after her.\"", "\"Clare,\" she said to Miss Arundel, who was engaged apart, \"you always\nfind out conundrums. Lady Clanmorne has got some news for us. Lady Flora", "In the midst of a profound discussion with Father Coleman on Mariolatry,\nLothair, rapt in reverie, suddenly introduced the subject of Miss\nArundel. \"I wonder what will be her lot?\" he exclaimed.", "\"It is impossible for the Church to change,\" said Lady St. Jerome,\n\"because it is Truth.\"\n\n\"Is Miss Arundel at home?\" said Lothair.", "respect to the high character of Lord St. Jerome. Clare Arundel looked\ndivine, dressed in a wondrous white robe garlanded with violets, just", "\"I hope the ecclesiastical fancy is not reviving,\" said Lady Clanmorne.\n\"I was half in hopes that the lord of Muriel Towers might have deprived\nthe Church of its bride.\"", "the influence of Clare Arundel had been introduced to sway him when all\nothers had failed. Belmont had saved him then. There was no Belmont now.", "Lothair. \"All her friends will make a point of being there,\" added the\nmonsignore, \"even the Protestants and some Russians. Miss Arundel was", "I can hardly on such a subject wish that there should be a secret from\nyou--Clare is about to take the veil.\"", "\"There can be no compromise on such matters,\" said Miss Arundel. \"The\nChurch knows nothing of imperfect rites. They are all perfect, because", "\"Not yours,\" said Miss Arundel. \"Whatever you think, you will go to\nRome. Mark my words. I summon you to meet me at Rome.\"\n\n\n\nCHAPTER 46", "Just before supper was announced, Lady St. Jerome told Lothair, to his\nsurprise, that he was to attend Miss Arundel to the great ceremony. \"It", "\"That would not necessarily follow,\" replied Father Coleman. \"Miss\nArundel may occupy a position in which she may exercise much influence\nfor the great cause which absorbs her being.\"", "and Lady Corisande had fallen to the happy lot of the Duke of Brecon;\naccording to the fine perception of Clare Arundel--and women are very", "\"The Church of England,\" said the cardinal. \"It was mine. I think of it\never with tenderness and pity. Parliament made the Church of England," ], [ "\"Well,\" said Lothair, blushing deeply, and speaking with much agitation,\n\"I would ask your grace's permission to offer my hand to your daughter.\"", "Lothair shook his head. \"No,\" he said, after a pause. \"My idea of\nperfect society is being married as I propose, and paying visits to", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "In the midst of a profound discussion with Father Coleman on Mariolatry,\nLothair, rapt in reverie, suddenly introduced the subject of Miss\nArundel. \"I wonder what will be her lot?\" he exclaimed.", "Lothair read the letter with a changing countenance, and then he read\nit again and blushed deeply. The letter was from Miss Arundel. After a", "Lothair, who had been watching his opportunity the whole evening,\napproached Theodora. He meant to have expressed his hope that she was\nnot wearied by her journey, but instead of that he said, \"Your presence\nhere makes me inexpressibly happy.\"", "Early in the evening, while Lothair was sitting by the side of the\nprincess, his eye had wandered round the room, not unsuccessfully, in", "\"Everybody marries except myself,\" said Lothair, rather peevishly.\n\n\"But your lordship is too young to think of that yet,\" said Mr. Putney\nGiles.", "\"I have not refused him. If I thought I could do any good I am not sure\nI would not go,\" said Lothair; \"but, from what I have seen of the Roman", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "Lothair would have spoken, but his voice was choked, and he could only\npress her hand and bow his head.\n\n\"But promise me,\" said Theodora.\n\n\"I promise,\" said Lothair.", "But not to Lothair. Young, sanguine, and susceptible, he had, for a\nmoment, yielded to the excitement of the recent scene, but with his", "Lothair danced with her, and never admired her more. Her manner toward\nhim was changed. It was attractive, even alluring. She smiled on him,", "Lothair would have sprung forward, but he could only extend his arms: he\nwould have spoken, but his tongue was paralyzed.\n\n\"Lothair,\" said a deep, sweet voice that never could be forgotten.", "\"Oh, I heard her,\" said Lothair, \"at the Roman Catholic cathedral.\"\n\n\"I am sure I shall never hear her there,\" said Lady Corisande, looking\nvery grave.", "\"I have a good mind to ask her after dinner whether she is,\" said\nLothair. \"I fancy she would not marry a Protestant?\"", "when he was in quarantine. Lothair was so displeased with this unfeeling\nconduct on his part that he declined to accompany him; but Lady St.", "Lothair, who was very sensible to the charms of Nature, found at first\nrelief in the beauties of Muriel. The season was propitious to the", "Lothair more than once proposed to advance.", "Such a conjuncture had never occurred. Lothair was profuse, but he was\nnot prodigal. He gratified all his fancies, but they were not ignoble" ], [ "after Lothair became an orphan, this distinguished man seceded from the\nAnglican communion, and entered the Church of Rome. From this moment", "\"I am not unfaithful to the Church,\" said Lothair, \"which was the Church\nof my fathers.\"", "These visits of Lothair to the beautiful church of the Jesuits became\nof daily occurrence, and often happened several times on the same\nday; indeed they formed the only incident which seemed to break his", "Somehow or other Lothair never seemed alone. When he woke in the morning\nthe monsignore was frequently kneeling before an oratory in his room,", "Lothair was lost in admiration of these designs and their execution. But\nafter the first fever of investigation was over, he required sympathy\nand also information. In a truly religious family there would always be", "said, \"the one who always most interested me, and seemed most worthy of\nyour affection.\" And then she deplored the absolute ruin of Lothair, for\nsuch she deemed his entrance into the Roman Church.", "Lothair now felt that he had started in life with an extravagant\nappreciation of the influence of the religious principle on the conduct\nof human affairs. With him, when heaven was so nigh, earth could not be", "\"And what are those might I ask?\" inquired Lothair.\n\n\"In reality, not much. I would get rid of the religion.\"\n\n\"Get rid of the religion!\" said Lothair.", "Lothair started. The name brought up strange and disturbing\nassociations: the procession in the Jesuits' church, the lighted tapers,", "Lothair caught at this proposal, and they turned and approached the\ntemple. Some workmen were leaving the building as they entered, and one\nor two lingered.", "whether he should not speak to his eminence generally on the system of\nhis life, which he felt now required some modification. In the interval,\nhowever, no change did occur. Lothair attended every day the services", "'What of this new star?' said his friend, and he mentioned Lothair.\n\n'Oh! he is too young; not launched. Besides he is going to turn\nCatholic, and I doubt whether that would do in that quarter.'", "One's life changes in a moment. Half a month ago, Lothair, without an\nacquaintance, was meditating his return to Oxford. Now he seemed to know", "\"I do not see that I could have taken any other course than I have\ndone,\" said.Lothair. \"It can hardly be wrong. The bishop's church views\nare sound.\"", "\"I am very sorry to say,\" said Lothair, \"that I know very little about\nart, or indeed any thing else, but I admire what is beautiful. I know\nsomething about architecture, at least church architecture.\"", "an Anglican, a man of the world, a man of honor, a good, kind-hearted\nman. Lothair explained the apparent and occasional cooperation of his", "\"It must be a great and painful sacrifice,\" said Lothair; \"but, I\nbelieve, long meditated. I remember when I was at Vauxe, nearly two", "In the midst of a profound discussion with Father Coleman on Mariolatry,\nLothair, rapt in reverie, suddenly introduced the subject of Miss\nArundel. \"I wonder what will be her lot?\" he exclaimed.", "Monsignore Catesby had arranged with Lothair that they should enter the\nchurch by their usual private way, and Lothair therefore was not in any", "Lothair began to meditate on two great ideas--the reconciliation of\nChristendom, and the influence of architecture on religion. If the" ], [ "\"I have heard nothing of late. Lothair was in Italy at the same time as\nourselves, and was ill there, under our roof; so we saw a great deal of", "Here Lothair, who had never been favored with a companion of his own\nage and station, soon found a congenial one in the heir of Brentham.", "\"It is the terror of Europe and the disgrace of Britain,\" said Lothair;\n\"and I am resolved to grapple with it. It seems to me that pauperism is", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "of Lothair. Miss Arundel had at length succeeded in her great object.\nThey were to pass the winter at Rome. Lord St. Jerome was quite pleased", "One day, Lothair, having risen from his bed for the first time, and\nlying on a sofa in an adjoining chamber to that in which he had been", "Lothair became quite domiciliated at Vauxe: he went up to town in the\nmorning, and returned, as it were, to his home; everybody delighted to", "Lothair recognized the well-known voice of his commanding officer in\nthe Apennine, and advanced to him with a military salute. \"I must", "forth, and the Swiss obeyed him. The threshold was passed, and Lothair\nfound himself for the first time alone in Rome.", "Yes; Lothair wished to be alone. He had naturally a love of solitude,\nbut the events of the last few hours lent an additional inducement", "\"Colonel Campian is going to Scotland, and you are going with him,\" said\nLothair. \"I know it, for he told me so, and said he could manage the", "weeks' travel, air, horse exercise, the inspiration of the landscape\nand the clime, had wonderfully restored Lothair, and they might entirely\ncount on his passing Holy Week at Rome, when all they had hoped and", "Among others he imparted this information to Lothair, and it set Lothair\na thinking; and he went to a ball that evening solely with the purpose", "But not to Lothair. Young, sanguine, and susceptible, he had, for a\nmoment, yielded to the excitement of the recent scene, but with his", "interesting and charming inmates, who were always making excursions, or,\nas they styled them, pilgrimages. They saw little of Lothair, who would", "Accordingly, on the morrow, Cardinal Grandison and his late pupil\nvisited together Rome and the Romans. And first of all Lothair was", "\"I was never better in my life,\" said Lothair, \"and I have been in\nSicily and in Greece. However, we will talk over all this another time.\"", "though Lothair was attached to them, too young to be his companions.\nTheir father was a keen, hard man, honorable and just but with no\nsoftness of heart or manner. He guarded with precise knowledge and with", "their host. As for Lothair, he enveloped himself in his mantle and threw\nhimself on a bed of sacks, with a truss of Indian corn for his pillow,", "It seems that a young English noble of the highest rank, family, and for\ntune\" (and here the name and titles of Lothair were accurately given)," ], [ "about Lothair, and which had made him rather uneasy. \"That there was a\nrumor you had been badly wounded, and some other things,\" and Bertram", "When Lothair in some degree regained consciousness, he found himself\nin bed. The chamber was lofty and dim, and had once been splendid.", "One day, Lothair, having risen from his bed for the first time, and\nlying on a sofa in an adjoining chamber to that in which he had been", "that, though a moment before they seemed to be in the very thick of the\nstrife, they almost instantaneously found themselves alone, or rather\nwith no companions than the wounded near them. She looked at Lothair,", "It was the darkest hour in Lothair's life. He had become acquainted with\nsorrow; he had experienced calamities physical and moral. The death of", "\"Good God!\" exclaimed Lothair. \"Why, take the very first allegation,\nthat I fell at Mentana, fighting in the ranks of the Holy Father.", "Lothair would have sprung forward, but he could only extend his arms: he\nwould have spoken, but his tongue was paralyzed.\n\n\"Lothair,\" said a deep, sweet voice that never could be forgotten.", "In the mean time, Lothair, after having heard the first, and by no means\nhopeless, bulletin of the surgeon, had been obliged to leave the convent", "When Lothair had rallied and could survey the scene, he found he was\nsitting by his hostess; that the duke, not a luncheon man, was present,", "Though the condition of Lothair had at first seemed desperate, his\nyouthful and vigorous frame had enabled him to rally, and, with time", "Crecy House was only yards from St. James's Square, and Lothair repaired\nto an accustomed haunt. He was not in a humor for society, and yet he", "Theodora was sitting in the bed, propped up by cushions, when Lothair\nentered, and, as her wound was internal, there was no evidence of her", "It was a trial for Lothair, and scarcely a fair one. He was not unequal\nto it, and what he said was esteemed, at the moment, by all parties", "\"No,\" said Lothair, in a peremptory tone. \"I said I would do it, and it\nmust be done, and at once. Sooner than there should be delay, I would", "occasion. He was grave, graceful, and dignified, and, addressing\nLothair by his title, he said, \"that he hoped he would meet in life that", "Lothair returned to town in a not altogether satisfactory state of mind.\nHe was not serene or content. On the contrary, he was rather agitated", "But not to Lothair. Young, sanguine, and susceptible, he had, for a\nmoment, yielded to the excitement of the recent scene, but with his", "Lothair remained the whole morning in a most troubled state, pacing his\nrooms, leaning sometimes with his arm upon the mantel-piece, and his", "In this state of affairs, a week having elapsed since his arrival at\nthe camp, Lothair, who had been visiting the outposts, was summoned one", "\"Well, I am very sorry to hear it,\" said Lothair; \"I shall call at Crecy\nHouse. Do you think they will see me?\"\n\n\"Certain.\"" ], [ "It seems that a young English noble of the highest rank, family, and for\ntune\" (and here the name and titles of Lothair were accurately given),", "and venerable nobleman who presides over the destinies of art in Great\nBritain. This distinguished person had taken rather a fancy to Lothair,", "of an ancient country. Though opposed to the land laws, he would operate\ngradually, and gave Lothair more than one receipt how to save the\naristocracy. Lothair would have preferred talking about the lady they", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "\"Ah! that is a great thing in your country,\" exclaimed the princess, \"a\nman being his own master at so early an age.\"\n\n\"I thought it was a 'heritage of woe,'\" said Lothair.", "occasion. He was grave, graceful, and dignified, and, addressing\nLothair by his title, he said, \"that he hoped he would meet in life that", "Lothair. He was profuse in his congratulations to his lordship on his\nreturn to his native land, while at the same time he was opening a bag,", "\"It is a rather formidable array,\" said Lothair, and he took out a\npaper. \"First, there are all the notables of the county. I do not know", "This conversation had been occasioned by a paragraph in the Morning\nPost, circulating a rumor that a young noble, obviously Lothair, on", "\"It is the terror of Europe and the disgrace of Britain,\" said Lothair;\n\"and I am resolved to grapple with it. It seems to me that pauperism is", "an Anglican, a man of the world, a man of honor, a good, kind-hearted\nman. Lothair explained the apparent and occasional cooperation of his", "estate. If any one in the queen's dominions had to be fixed upon as the\nmost fortunate and happiest of her subjects, it might well be Lothair.", "Lothair. \"That is Baron Gozelius, one of our great reputations. He must\nhave just arrived. II will present you to him; it is always agreeable to", "When we remember that Lothair, notwithstanding his rank and vast\nwealth, had never, from the nature of things, been the master of an", "Lothair, as if he were travelling the principal street of a foreign\ntown, or rather treading on tiptoe like a prince in some enchanted", "Such a conjuncture had never occurred. Lothair was profuse, but he was\nnot prodigal. He gratified all his fancies, but they were not ignoble", "\"I have not been to Egypt,\" said Lothair; \"I have been to the Holy Land,\nand am a pilgrim. I wish you would tell Miss Arundel that I shall ask", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "\"There is something in that,\" said Lothair, \"and perhaps it applies to\nother countries besides Egypt. However, though it is true I did return\nwith St. Aldegonde and Bertram, I have myself not been to Egypt.\"", "\"I have not refused him. If I thought I could do any good I am not sure\nI would not go,\" said Lothair; \"but, from what I have seen of the Roman" ], [ "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "\"Good God!\" exclaimed Lothair. \"Why, take the very first allegation,\nthat I fell at Mentana, fighting in the ranks of the Holy Father.", "the influence of Clare Arundel had been introduced to sway him when all\nothers had failed. Belmont had saved him then. There was no Belmont now.", "\"I think,\" said Lothair, with a kindling eye and a burning cheek, \"that\nI am the best judge of what I did at Mentana.\"", "of Lothair. Miss Arundel had at length succeeded in her great object.\nThey were to pass the winter at Rome. Lord St. Jerome was quite pleased", "In the midst of a profound discussion with Father Coleman on Mariolatry,\nLothair, rapt in reverie, suddenly introduced the subject of Miss\nArundel. \"I wonder what will be her lot?\" he exclaimed.", "Lothair read the letter with a changing countenance, and then he read\nit again and blushed deeply. The letter was from Miss Arundel. After a", "\"What is there said about me at Mentana makes me doubt of all the rest,\"\nsaid Lothair.", "\"And all I know is,\" said the cardinal, \"he once threatened mine.\"\n\n\"Strange!\" said Lothair, and then he rapidly recounted to the cardinal\nhis adventure at the Fenian meeting.", "But Lothair would not part with them thus. With the inspiring\nrecollection of his speech at the Fenian meeting, Lothair was not afraid", "prodigies of valor and devotion, had fallen at Mentana in the sacred\ncause, and was given up for lost. The day after the battle, when the", "\"I know there are two narratives of your relations with the battle of\nMentana,\" observed the cardinal, quietly. \"The one accepted as authentic", "absolutely reached the ear of Miss Arundel. She looked as if it had\nnot. The priests and the other guests dispersed. Lothair accompanied the", "wounded, had escaped with Garibaldi after the battle of Mentana into the\nItalian territories. Here they were at once arrested, but not severely", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "of an ancient country. Though opposed to the land laws, he would operate\ngradually, and gave Lothair more than one receipt how to save the\naristocracy. Lothair would have preferred talking about the lady they", "\"To a saint in heaven and in earth,\" said Lothair, blushing; \"to St.\nClare.\"", "Just before supper was announced, Lady St. Jerome told Lothair, to his\nsurprise, that he was to attend Miss Arundel to the great ceremony. \"It", "\"I have not refused him. If I thought I could do any good I am not sure\nI would not go,\" said Lothair; \"but, from what I have seen of the Roman", "As Lothair rose, Miss Arundel passed him with streaming eyes.\n\n\"There is nothing in this holy office,\" said Father Coleman to Lothair,\n\"to which every real Christian might not give his assent.\"" ], [ "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "Lothair sat between two of the married daughters. They addressed him\nwith so much sympathy that he was quite enchanted. When they asked their", "Lothair danced with her, and never admired her more. Her manner toward\nhim was changed. It was attractive, even alluring. She smiled on him,", "Lothair, who was very sensible to the charms of Nature, found at first\nrelief in the beauties of Muriel. The season was propitious to the", "Lothair shook his head. \"No,\" he said, after a pause. \"My idea of\nperfect society is being married as I propose, and paying visits to", "gossip. This rather suited Lothair. It pleased Lady Clanmorne to-day to\ndilate upon marriage and the married state, but especially on all her", "Lothair read the letter with a changing countenance, and then he read\nit again and blushed deeply. The letter was from Miss Arundel. After a", "In the midst of a profound discussion with Father Coleman on Mariolatry,\nLothair, rapt in reverie, suddenly introduced the subject of Miss\nArundel. \"I wonder what will be her lot?\" he exclaimed.", "remembered at Vauxe. Then Lady St. Jerome led Lothair to her\ncompanion whom she had just quitted, and presented him to the Princess", "On the right of Lothair sat the wife of a vice-chancellor, a quiet\nand pleasing lady, to whom Lothair, with natural good breeding, paid", "\"I wonder she does not marry,\" said Lothair.\n\n\"She is very difficult,\" said Lady Clanmorne. \"Perhaps, too, she is of\nyour opinion about marriage.\"", "It was a very few days after the first evening visit of Lothair to\nBelmont that he found himself one morning alone with Theodora. She was", "Early in the evening, while Lothair was sitting by the side of the\nprincess, his eye had wandered round the room, not unsuccessfully, in", "It was the first night that Lothair had slept in his own house, and,\nwhen he awoke in the morning, he was quite bewildered, and thought for a", "\"Madame Phoebus!\" exclaimed Lothair, with an unconscious feeling of some\nrelief. \"She is a very beautiful woman. Who was she?\"", "\"Everybody marries except myself,\" said Lothair, rather peevishly.\n\n\"But your lordship is too young to think of that yet,\" said Mr. Putney\nGiles.", "\"Rare fortune!\" said Lothair.\n\n\"Colonel Campian lived a great deal at Paris before we marred,\" said\nthe lady, \"and in a circle of considerable culture and excitement. He is\nsocial, but not conventional.\"", "One day, Lothair, having risen from his bed for the first time, and\nlying on a sofa in an adjoining chamber to that in which he had been", "of her demeanor when Lothair bent before her. She appeared even\nagitated, almost rose from her seat, and blushed through her rouge. Lady", "\"Ah!\" sighed Lothair, \"what between religion and marriage and some other\nthings, it appears to me one never has a tranquil moment. I wonder what" ], [ "Reclining on Olivet, Lothair, alone and in charmed abstraction, gazed on\nthe wondrous scene. Since his arrival at Jerusalem he lived much apart,", "from Jerusalem summoning Lothair back to that city, in consequence of\nthe intended departure of his friends.", "Lothair lapsed into silence, which subsequently appeared to be\nmeditation, for, when the carriage stopped, and the monsignore assisted\nhim to alight, he said, \"I must see Lord St. Jerome.\"", "One's life changes in a moment. Half a month ago, Lothair, without an\nacquaintance, was meditating his return to Oxford. Now he seemed to know", "Lothair was lost in admiration of these designs and their execution. But\nafter the first fever of investigation was over, he required sympathy\nand also information. In a truly religious family there would always be", "A person approached Lothair by the pathway from Bethany. It was the\nSyrian gentleman whom he had met at the consulate. As he was passing", "Among others he imparted this information to Lothair, and it set Lothair\na thinking; and he went to a ball that evening solely with the purpose", "The amazed Lothair glanced at the seal. It was a single word, \"ROMA,\"\nand then, utterly mystified, he returned to town with his own present.\n\n\n\nCHAPTER 35", "mysteries of symbolical art, and expatiate on the hidden revelations\nof its beauteous forms, reached even to ecstasy. Lothair hung upon his", "\"I have not been to Egypt,\" said Lothair; \"I have been to the Holy Land,\nand am a pilgrim. I wish you would tell Miss Arundel that I shall ask", "\"I shall not easily forget our conversation on the Mount of Olives,\"\nsaid Lothair, \"and I would ask you to add to this kindness by permitting\nme, before I leave Jerusalem, to pay my respects to you under your\nroof.\"", "And so Lothair, following Mr. Ruby into an inner apartment, had the\ngratification, for the first time, of seeing his own service of gold", "\"It must be a great and painful sacrifice,\" said Lothair; \"but, I\nbelieve, long meditated. I remember when I was at Vauxe, nearly two", "\"There is something in that,\" said Lothair, \"and perhaps it applies to\nother countries besides Egypt. However, though it is true I did return\nwith St. Aldegonde and Bertram, I have myself not been to Egypt.\"", "\"And what is my nature?\" said Lothair. \"I wish you would tell me.\"\n\n\"Has not the divine Theodora told you?\"\n\n\"She has told me many things, but not that.\"", "Lord St. Jerome had seen the physician, alone before he visited the\nPalazzo Agostini, and had talked to him freely about Lothair. The", "\"Lord St. Jerome!\" murmured Lothair to himself.", "\"And all I know is,\" said the cardinal, \"he once threatened mine.\"\n\n\"Strange!\" said Lothair, and then he rapidly recounted to the cardinal\nhis adventure at the Fenian meeting.", "The expression of relief which, for a moment, had reposed on the face of\nLothair, left it when he said, in an agitated voice, \"I at length behold\nRome!\"", "\"It is perhaps familiar to you,\" said Lothair, \"but with me, only a\npilgrim, its effect is fascinating, almost overwhelming.\"" ], [ "\"Well, Bertram wants me to go to Egypt with him,\" said Lothair.", "A person approached Lothair by the pathway from Bethany. It was the\nSyrian gentleman whom he had met at the consulate. As he was passing", "\"Colonel Campian is going to Scotland, and you are going with him,\" said\nLothair. \"I know it, for he told me so, and said he could manage the", "\"I will take them with me,\" said Lothair, who was afraid, if lie left\nthem behind, Lord Topaz might arrive in the interval.\n\n\n\nCHAPTER 34", "The sun was now rising in the heavens, and the hour had arrived when it\nbecame expedient to seek the shade. Lothair and the Syrian rose at the\nsame time.", "All this time, Lothair hung much about Lady Corisande; he was by her\nside in the riding-parties, always very near her when they walked, and", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "One day, Lothair, having risen from his bed for the first time, and\nlying on a sofa in an adjoining chamber to that in which he had been", "Here Lothair, who had never been favored with a companion of his own\nage and station, soon found a congenial one in the heir of Brentham.", "\"I have not been to Egypt,\" said Lothair; \"I have been to the Holy Land,\nand am a pilgrim. I wish you would tell Miss Arundel that I shall ask", "Lothair passed his life chiefly with Paraclete, and, a few weeks after\ntheir first acquaintance, they left Jerusalem together for Galilee.", "\"I have not refused him. If I thought I could do any good I am not sure\nI would not go,\" said Lothair; \"but, from what I have seen of the Roman", "\"I was never better in my life,\" said Lothair, \"and I have been in\nSicily and in Greece. However, we will talk over all this another time.\"", "\"There is something in that,\" said Lothair, \"and perhaps it applies to\nother countries besides Egypt. However, though it is true I did return\nwith St. Aldegonde and Bertram, I have myself not been to Egypt.\"", "Lothair was lost in admiration of these designs and their execution. But\nafter the first fever of investigation was over, he required sympathy\nand also information. In a truly religious family there would always be", "interesting and charming inmates, who were always making excursions, or,\nas they styled them, pilgrimages. They saw little of Lothair, who would", "of Lothair. Miss Arundel had at length succeeded in her great object.\nThey were to pass the winter at Rome. Lord St. Jerome was quite pleased", "And Lothair told him.", "Among others he imparted this information to Lothair, and it set Lothair\na thinking; and he went to a ball that evening solely with the purpose", "\"I like Lothair,\" said St. Aldegonde, dreamily. \"He is a nice boy.\"\n\n\"Well, you will have him and Pinto to yourself.\"" ], [ "\"Well,\" said Lothair, blushing deeply, and speaking with much agitation,\n\"I would ask your grace's permission to offer my hand to your daughter.\"", "Lothair shook his head. \"No,\" he said, after a pause. \"My idea of\nperfect society is being married as I propose, and paying visits to", "Lothair read the letter with a changing countenance, and then he read\nit again and blushed deeply. The letter was from Miss Arundel. After a", "In the midst of a profound discussion with Father Coleman on Mariolatry,\nLothair, rapt in reverie, suddenly introduced the subject of Miss\nArundel. \"I wonder what will be her lot?\" he exclaimed.", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "Lothair danced with her, and never admired her more. Her manner toward\nhim was changed. It was attractive, even alluring. She smiled on him,", "Lothair, who was very sensible to the charms of Nature, found at first\nrelief in the beauties of Muriel. The season was propitious to the", "\"I have a good mind to ask her after dinner whether she is,\" said\nLothair. \"I fancy she would not marry a Protestant?\"", "Early in the evening, while Lothair was sitting by the side of the\nprincess, his eye had wandered round the room, not unsuccessfully, in", "Lothair, who had been watching his opportunity the whole evening,\napproached Theodora. He meant to have expressed his hope that she was\nnot wearied by her journey, but instead of that he said, \"Your presence\nhere makes me inexpressibly happy.\"", "It was a very few days after the first evening visit of Lothair to\nBelmont that he found himself one morning alone with Theodora. She was", "remembered at Vauxe. Then Lady St. Jerome led Lothair to her\ncompanion whom she had just quitted, and presented him to the Princess", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "Lothair would have spoken, but his voice was choked, and he could only\npress her hand and bow his head.\n\n\"But promise me,\" said Theodora.\n\n\"I promise,\" said Lothair.", "of her demeanor when Lothair bent before her. She appeared even\nagitated, almost rose from her seat, and blushed through her rouge. Lady", "In the course of the evening, Lady St. Aldegonde, on the arm of Lord\nMontairy, stopped for a moment as she passed Lothair, and said: \"Do you", "All this time, Lothair hung much about Lady Corisande; he was by her\nside in the riding-parties, always very near her when they walked, and", "\"Madame Phoebus!\" exclaimed Lothair, with an unconscious feeling of some\nrelief. \"She is a very beautiful woman. Who was she?\"", "\"Oh, I heard her,\" said Lothair, \"at the Roman Catholic cathedral.\"\n\n\"I am sure I shall never hear her there,\" said Lady Corisande, looking\nvery grave.", "\"You know what Lothair told us. She is engaged to her cousin the Prince\nof Samos, and--\"\n\n\"If I had only the Prince of Samos to deal with, I should care little,\"\nsaid Bertram." ], [ "One day, Lothair, having risen from his bed for the first time, and\nlying on a sofa in an adjoining chamber to that in which he had been", "In this state of affairs, a week having elapsed since his arrival at\nthe camp, Lothair, who had been visiting the outposts, was summoned one", "\"It is a rather formidable array,\" said Lothair, and he took out a\npaper. \"First, there are all the notables of the county. I do not know", "Among others he imparted this information to Lothair, and it set Lothair\na thinking; and he went to a ball that evening solely with the purpose", "It seems that a young English noble of the highest rank, family, and for\ntune\" (and here the name and titles of Lothair were accurately given),", "Lothair became quite domiciliated at Vauxe: he went up to town in the\nmorning, and returned, as it were, to his home; everybody delighted to", "Lothair recognized the well-known voice of his commanding officer in\nthe Apennine, and advanced to him with a military salute. \"I must", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "It was a trial for Lothair, and scarcely a fair one. He was not unequal\nto it, and what he said was esteemed, at the moment, by all parties", "The box of letters arrived at Lothair's rooms in due season, and their\nperusal deeply interested him. In their pages, alike earnest and lively,", "When Lothair in some degree regained consciousness, he found himself\nin bed. The chamber was lofty and dim, and had once been splendid.", "\"And so,\" concluded Lothair, \"I thought I would come to you.\"", "Lothair was to accompany the general as one of his aides-de-camp, and\nhe was to meet Theodora again on what was contemplated as the field", "Lothair, though inexperienced, and very ingenuous, was not devoid of\na certain instinctive perception of men and, things, which rendered it", "But not to Lothair. Young, sanguine, and susceptible, he had, for a\nmoment, yielded to the excitement of the recent scene, but with his", "But Lothair would not part with them thus. With the inspiring\nrecollection of his speech at the Fenian meeting, Lothair was not afraid", "And Lothair told him.", "\"Colonel Campian is going to Scotland, and you are going with him,\" said\nLothair. \"I know it, for he told me so, and said he could manage the", "And so Lothair, following Mr. Ruby into an inner apartment, had the\ngratification, for the first time, of seeing his own service of gold", "of Lothair. Miss Arundel had at length succeeded in her great object.\nThey were to pass the winter at Rome. Lord St. Jerome was quite pleased" ], [ "Lothair danced with her, and never admired her more. Her manner toward\nhim was changed. It was attractive, even alluring. She smiled on him,", "attracted and impressed attention. But it was in harmony with all her\nappearance and manner. Lothair thought he had never seen any one or any", "Lothair sat between two of the married daughters. They addressed him\nwith so much sympathy that he was quite enchanted. When they asked their", "Lothair read the letter with a changing countenance, and then he read\nit again and blushed deeply. The letter was from Miss Arundel. After a", "Early in the evening, while Lothair was sitting by the side of the\nprincess, his eye had wandered round the room, not unsuccessfully, in", "In the midst of a profound discussion with Father Coleman on Mariolatry,\nLothair, rapt in reverie, suddenly introduced the subject of Miss\nArundel. \"I wonder what will be her lot?\" he exclaimed.", "All this time, Lothair hung much about Lady Corisande; he was by her\nside in the riding-parties, always very near her when they walked, and", "When they returned to the saloon, the colonel and the professor\nbecame interested in the constitution and discipline of the American\nuniversities. Lothair hung about the lady, who was examining some views", "remembered at Vauxe. Then Lady St. Jerome led Lothair to her\ncompanion whom she had just quitted, and presented him to the Princess", "Lothair was not destined to meet Clare Arundel alone or only in the\npresence of her family. He had acceded, after a short time, to the wish", "There was something in the society of these two sisters that Lothair\nbegan to find highly attractive. Their extraordinary beauty, their", "Lady St. Jerome was writing a note, Mss Arundel was arranging some work,\nLothair was affecting an interest in her employment in order that he", "\"From one of our most eminent patrons,\" and then he mentioned Lothair's\nname.\n\nLady Corisande looked agitated.\n\n\"Not for himself,\" said Mr. Ruby.", "One night Lothair was walking home with the sisters from a village\nfestival where they had been much amused.\n\n\"You have had a great many adventures since we first met?\" said Madame\nPhoebus.", "In the course of the evening, Lady St. Aldegonde, on the arm of Lord\nMontairy, stopped for a moment as she passed Lothair, and said: \"Do you", "When the ladies retired, there was some talk about horses. Lord\nCarisbrooke was breeding; Lothair thought it was a duty to breed, but", "The box of letters arrived at Lothair's rooms in due season, and their\nperusal deeply interested him. In their pages, alike earnest and lively,", "Lothair, who had been watching his opportunity the whole evening,\napproached Theodora. He meant to have expressed his hope that she was\nnot wearied by her journey, but instead of that he said, \"Your presence\nhere makes me inexpressibly happy.\"", "\"Yes, that is ever interesting, but so vague that it sometimes induces\nslumber.\"\n\nThe bell sounded; Lothair handed the lady to her compartment.", "the evening, at their earnest request, they were made acquainted with\nLothair, for it cannot be said he was presented to them. These ladies,\ngenerally so calm, would not wait for the ordinary ceremony of life," ], [ "that his son should be educated at the University of Oxford, and at the\nsame college of which he had been a member. His uncle was of opinion he\ncomplied with the spirit of this instruction by sending Lothair to the", "\"But the cause of its greatness and its beauty no longer exists. It\nbecame great and beautiful because it believed in God.\"\n\n\"But faith is not extinct?\" said Lothair.", "\"And what are those might I ask?\" inquired Lothair.\n\n\"In reality, not much. I would get rid of the religion.\"\n\n\"Get rid of the religion!\" said Lothair.", "Lothair was lost in admiration of these designs and their execution. But\nafter the first fever of investigation was over, he required sympathy\nand also information. In a truly religious family there would always be", "\"I do not see that I could have taken any other course than I have\ndone,\" said.Lothair. \"It can hardly be wrong. The bishop's church views\nare sound.\"", "\"Your conscience may be divine,\" said Lothair, \"and I believe it is; but\nthe consciences of other persons are not divine, and what is to", "an Anglican, a man of the world, a man of honor, a good, kind-hearted\nman. Lothair explained the apparent and occasional cooperation of his", "Lothair was the little boy whom the duchess remembered. He was a\nposthumous child, and soon lost a devoted mother. His only relation was", "Although Lothair was not in the slightest degree shaken in his\nconviction that life should be entirely religious, he was perplexed by", "\"It must be a great and painful sacrifice,\" said Lothair; \"but, I\nbelieve, long meditated. I remember when I was at Vauxe, nearly two", "\"I thought universities were universal,\" said Lothair, \"and had\nsomething to do with every thing.\"\n\n\"I cannot conceive any society of any kind without religion,\" said the\nlady.", "Lothair now felt that he had started in life with an extravagant\nappreciation of the influence of the religious principle on the conduct\nof human affairs. With him, when heaven was so nigh, earth could not be", "\"I am not unfaithful to the Church,\" said Lothair, \"which was the Church\nof my fathers.\"", "\"It is a tissue of falsehood and imposture,\" continued Lothair; \"and I\nwill take care that my opinion is known of it.\"", "\"It is the terror of Europe and the disgrace of Britain,\" said Lothair;\n\"and I am resolved to grapple with it. It seems to me that pauperism is", "Somehow or other Lothair never seemed alone. When he woke in the morning\nthe monsignore was frequently kneeling before an oratory in his room,", "\"Unchanged in their religion!\" said Lothair, with some astonishment.", "on which his eminence seemed scrupulous never to touch, and that was\nreligion; or so indirectly, that it was only when alone that Lothair", "It was a trial for Lothair, and scarcely a fair one. He was not unequal\nto it, and what he said was esteemed, at the moment, by all parties", "like Mr. Phoebus, and hear their views on the nature of things. Lothair\nwas very young, and was more thoughtful than studious. His education" ], [ "papal troops, thus doubly assailed, and their rout was complete. They\nretreated in the utmost disorder to Viterbo, which they abandoned that\nnight, and hurried to Rome.", "Viterbo. If you meet any scouts and reconnoitring parties, you will be\nable to give a good account of them, and probably they will be as little", "A few days before Lothair's visit was to terminate, the cardinal and\nMonsignore Berwick arrived at Vauxe. His eminence was received with much", "\"And you left Rome for this? We understood you were coming for something\nelse,\" said Lady St. Jerome, in a significant tone.\n\n\"Yes, yes, I have been there, and I have seen him.\"", "In the evening reception, Monsignore Catesby approached Father Coleman.\n\"It is done,\" he said, with a look of saintly triumph. \"It is done at", "position. He was soon attacked by his opponents, and defeated with\nconsiderable slaughter, and forced to fly. The papal troops returned\nto Rome in triumph, but with many wounded. The Roman ladies and their", "\"And a popish one!\" said Apollonia. \"I cannot agree with him,\" she\ncontinued, \"that his Italian campaign was a waste of money. It will bear\nfruit. We shall still see the end of the 'abomination of desolation.'\"", "prodigies of valor and devotion, had fallen at Mentana in the sacred\ncause, and was given up for lost. The day after the battle, when the", "fell in clusters on his white forehead. The sister of mercy touched the\npulse to ascertain whether there yet was life, but, in the very act,\nher own frame became agitated, and the color left her cheek as she", "\"And in vain you would say,\" said Theodora. \"Not so. There was a\nmartyrdom, but the blood of Felice baptized the new birth of Italian", "Accordingly, on the morrow, Cardinal Grandison and his late pupil\nvisited together Rome and the Romans. And first of all Lothair was", "The pope had escaped from the Vatican to the Castle of St. Angelo, where\nhe was secure, and where his courage could be sustained by the presence", "Her manner was constrained when he addressed her, but she gave him her\nhand, which he pressed to his lips. Looking deeply into her violet eyes,\nhe said: \"You summoned me to meet you at Rome; I am here.\"", "\"I think we may go now,\" said Catesby, and they descended into the\npiazza. Immediately many persons in this immediate neighborhood fell", "\"A single life should not stand between Rome and freedom.\"\n\n\"What do you mean?\"\n\n\"I mean that Romolo Colonna should go to Paris and free his country.\"", "organized a hospital service, and when the wounded arrived from Viterbo,\nnotwithstanding the rumors of incendiarism and massacre, they came forth", "\"Good God!\" exclaimed Lothair. \"Why, take the very first allegation,\nthat I fell at Mentana, fighting in the ranks of the Holy Father.", "This was the arrest of Garibaldi at Sinigaglia by the Italian\ngovernment, which had been communicated at Hexham House to Monsignore\nBerwick by his evening visitor.", "Lords, in the hope that he might yet arrive in time at Rome to save\nher soul. But he was too late; and, strange to say, being of a domestic", "\"A French intrigue,\" exclaimed Mirandola. \"The freedom of Venice is the\nprice of the slavery of Rome. I heard of it with disgust.\"" ] ]

[ "Who does Lothair favor?", "Who tries to turn Lothair into a Catholic?", "Where does Lothair marry Lady Corisande?", "Which army does Lothair volunteer for?", "Which church does Theodora Campion represent?", "Who raised Lothair?", "What was the army of Garibaldi fighting to take?", "Who saved Lothair according to Clare?", "Where does Mr. Phoebus take Lothair?", "What is the main character's name?", "Who raised Lothair?", "What is Lothair's uncles name?", "What church does Lady Corisande represent?", "What church does Clare Arundel represent?", "Who does Lothair unsuccessfully propose to?", "What church does Lothair almost join?", "Who does Lothair join in Italy?", "Where is Lothair badly wounded?", "What is the country that the nobleman Lothair is from?", "Who does Clare Arundel try to convince Lothair saved him at the Battle of Mentana?", "Which woman does Lothair marry first?", "In the story what does Lothair learn from the mystic in Jerusalem?", "Who takes Lothair to Syria?", "Which woman, in the story, did Lothair first propose to?", "In what army does Lothair end up?", "How many women are interested in Lothair during the story?", "What is the belief Lothair's uncle who raises him?", "Who is killed at Viterbo?" ]

[ [ "The Church of England.", "Lady Corisande" ], [ "Cardinal Grandison and Mgr Catesby.", "Cardinal Gradison." ], [ "In England.", "He marries her in England" ], [ "The army of Garibaldi.", "Garibaldi " ], [ "The Roman Church.", "None, she represents the radical cause " ], [ "Both Lord Culloden and Cardinal Grandison.", "Lord Culloden, his uncle, and Cardinal Grandison" ], [ "The Papal States.", "the Papal States for Italy" ], [ "The Virgin Mary.", "The Virgin Mary " ], [ "To Syria.", "to Syria" ], [ "Lothair", "Lothair" ], [ "His uncle", "his Presbyterian uncle Lord Culloden, and Cardinal Grandison" ], [ "Lord Culloden", "Lord Culloden" ], [ "Chrurch of England", "The church of England. " ], [ "Catholic Church", "The Roman Catholic Church " ], [ "Lady Corisande", "Lady Corisande" ], [ "The Catholic Church", "the Catholic Church" ], [ "Theodora", "Theodora" ], [ "The Battle of Mentana", "at the Battle of Mentana" ], [ "Lothair is from Scottland.", "Scotland " ], [ "Clare tries to convince him the Virgin Mary, as an apparition, saved him.", "An apparition of the Virgin Mary " ], [ "Theodora Campion", "Lady Corisande " ], [ "Lothair learns that there are truths in many faiths", "That there is truth in many religions." ], [ "Mr. Phoebus", "Mr. Phoebus " ], [ "Lady Corisande", "Lady Corisande. " ], [ "Garibaldi", "the Garibaldi armi" ], [ "There are three women", "three" ], [ "Presbyterian", "Presbyterian. " ], [ "Theodora Campion", "Theodora" ] ]

[ [ "John Meredith did not immediately grasp his opportunity. On the\ncontrary, he talked for two good hours on the least lover-like of", "John Meredith groaned and resumed his pacing up and down the dusty,\ndisordered room. What could he do? He loved his children as deeply as", "\"You have the whole world at your doorstep here,\" said John Meredith,\nwith a long breath. \"What a view--what an outlook! At times I feel\nstifled down there in the Glen. You can breathe up here.\"", "John Meredith was a little surprised. He was not vainer than any man has\na right to be, but he had expected that Rosemary West would say yes.", "him to do was to marry. But common sense was not the strong point of\nJohn Meredith, and to choose out, deliberately and cold-bloodedly,", "children. As silently as she had come in she slipped out and closed the\ndoor. John Meredith went on talking out his pain in what he deemed his\nundisturbed solitude.", "Mr. Meredith rushed to the telephone. In ten minutes Dr. Blythe was\nat the manse. Half an hour later a wire was sent to town for a trained", "above that of the others. John Meredith looked after them kindly\nand longingly. He was glad that his children had such chums as the", "John Meredith paced up and down the parlour for a few minutes; then he\nwent back to his study and sat down. But he did not return to his German", "humour and Faith's performance tickled him. Besides, John Meredith was\nwell known in Presbyterian circles.", "memories connected with John Meredith were too painful and poignant. But\nshe had happened to glance backward up the valley and had seen Norman", "and John Meredith would as soon have thought of marrying any one of them\nas of hanging himself. He had some ideals to which no seeming necessity", "Mr. Meredith was wide enough awake by this time. There was a faint flush\nin his pale cheek and a dangerous light in his fine dark eyes. Was this", "\"Ellen,\" she said desperately, \"I love John Meredith--I want to be his\nwife. Will you set me free from that promise?\"\n\n\"No,\" said Ellen, merciless, because she was sick from fear.", "John Meredith threw down the switch.\n\n\"Go,\" he said, \"I cannot whip you.\"", "John Meredith drank from his slender white hand, whose grip of steel\nalways surprised people who were unacquainted with it, and then sat down", "and foolish. The glow went out of her face and the lustre out of her\neyes. John Meredith had not the slightest intention of asking her to\nmarry him.", "could give to John Meredith a love richer and more womanly. She knew\nthat he touched deeps in her nature that Martin had never touched--that", "an unpardonable goose and she longed to shake herself. But John Meredith\nwas not a vain man and he knew she would likely have been as much", "had said, in his far from subtle hint. For the moment John Meredith\nhad had a perfectly unbelievable desire to rush madly away and propose\nmarriage to the youngest, most unsuitable woman it was possible to" ], [ "YOURSELVES. I read all about such a club in a story-book. You try it and\nsee how it works.\"", "The Good-Conduct Club had a special session the next morning before\nschool. After various suggestions, it was decided that a fast day would\nbe an appropriate punishment.", "\"You suggested the soap-bubble party,\" said Faith.\n\n\"But that was before we'd formed the club,\" said Jerry hastily.\n\"Everything starts from to-night.\"", "For a fortnight things ran smoothly in the Good-Conduct Club. It seemed\nto work admirably. Not once was Jem Blythe called in as umpire. Not once", "CHAPTER XXIII. THE GOOD-CONDUCT CLUB", "Faith and Una looked at each other again. This was a matter for the\nGood-Conduct Club. They would not talk it over with Mary.", "for any other purpose. Thither the Meredith children trooped, and\nprowled about the ground floor for several minutes.", "\"You know nothing could make father hate us. Don't be silly, Una. I dare\nsay there's nothing to worry over. Likely if we run our club right and", "\"We've just got to punish ourselves good and hard for this,\" whispered\nJerry as they crept upstairs. \"We'll have a session of the Club first", "\"Why don't you bring yourselves up?\" suggested Jem. \"I'll tell you what\nto do. Form a Good-Conduct Club and punish yourselves every time you do\nanything that's not right.\"", "Good-Conduct Club sessions for her lack of thought. \"We're sorry,\nFather--truly, we are. Pitch into us hard--we deserve a regular combing\ndown.\"", "children lined up on another. Here was spice and mystery and adventure.\nSomething HAD happened.", "\"That's just the trouble. You didn't think and you SHOULD have thought.\nThat's what our Club is for--to bring us up and MAKE us think. We", "Now, we all understand, don't we? This is a Good-Conduct Club, for the\npurpose of bringing ourselves up. We agree to punish ourselves for bad", "\"Children,\" said Mr. Meredith, \"I have heard something that has pained\nme very much. Is it true that you sat out in the graveyard all last", "I've been questioning your children and the Blythes, and from what I can\nmake out there's nothing much to be said against the child except that", "\"Yes, but we had to be punished,\" explained Faith. \"It's our rule--in\nour Good-Conduct Club, you know--if we do anything wrong, or anything", "and most of the boys and many of the girls were in the spruce plantation\nwhen Dan and Walter sought it after school. Una had gone home, but Faith", "\"They do have jolly times,\" said Anne, laughing over the recollections\nof some Rainbow Valley happenings that had come to her ears. \"And they\nare all brave and frank and loyal and truthful.\"", "above that of the others. John Meredith looked after them kindly\nand longingly. He was glad that his children had such chums as the" ], [ "\"I will never marry,\" said Rosemary, \"never, Ellen.\"\n\nEllen bent forward and looked searchingly into Rosemary's eyes.", "\"We won't speak about that,\" said Rosemary hurriedly and decidedly.\n\n\"But--but,\" persisted Ellen, \"you are free now, too--and it's not too\nlate--John Meredith--\"", "\"Rosemary.\" Ellen clenched her hands and took an involuntary step\nforward. \"Do you mean to tell me that you accepted him?\"\n\n\"No--no.\"", "Rosemary quivered. Ellen could not, or would not, understand. There was\nno use arguing with her.\n\n\"So you won't release me, Ellen?\"", "\"I hardly see why that was necessary,\" said Ellen, coldly contemptuous,\n\"when there is only the one answer you can make him.\"\n\nRosemary held out her hands beseechingly.", "\"Why aren't you in bed, Rosemary?\" demanded Ellen.\n\n\"Come in here,\" said Rosemary intensely. \"I want to tell you something.\"", "was paying to Rosemary's charm. \"Ellen has always kept her down, so to\nspeak. She has tyrannized over her, and yet she has always indulged", "home. Had he asked Rosemary to marry him? And after what fashion had\nshe made her refusal known? Ellen felt that she would never know this,\nthough she was quite curious. She was sure Rosemary would never tell", "Ellen considered philandering, Ellen promptly nipped that tendency in\nthe bud and blotted Rosemary out for the rest of the evening. But not\neven the grimmest of amiable dragons can altogether prevent a certain", "Rosemary assented at once, quite willing to humour Ellen. What did it\nmatter? She knew quite well she would never want to marry any one. Her", "But she dared not resent Rosemary's speech--poor Ellen dared not\nresent anything just then. And it was the first time Rosemary had ever", "caller. His name was never mentioned between her and Ellen, but the very\navoidance of it was significant. It was not in Rosemary's nature to", "seemed to bear Ellen no grudge. It was stormy, so no mention was made of\ngoing to church. In the afternoon Rosemary shut herself in her room and", "\"Oh, Rosemary,\" Ellen looked up in distress, \"I'm so ashamed--I don't\ndeserve it--after all I said to you--\"", "\"Then,\" said Ellen coldly, and determinedly, \"I shall not marry him. I\nshall not leave you here alone. That is all there is to be said about\nit.\"\n\n\"Nonsense, Ellen.\"", "would end, Rosemary believed, by his dragging Ellen off with him some\nday, and Rosemary felt that she would be almost glad when it happened.\nExistence would be horribly lonely then, but it would be no longer", "\"Ellen,\" she said desperately, \"I love John Meredith--I want to be his\nwife. Will you set me free from that promise?\"\n\n\"No,\" said Ellen, merciless, because she was sick from fear.", "Once, when Ellen had sat all day, refusing either to speak or eat,\nRosemary had flung herself on her knees by her sister's side.", "longer to be a friend. She knew that she could be very happy with him\nand that she could make him happy. But between her and happiness stood\nthe prison gate of the promise she had made to Ellen years ago. Rosemary", "Rosemary quivered. Ellen's speech was like a blow to her. It rubbed all\nthe bloom off the pleasant evening. But she would not let Ellen see how\nit hurt her." ], [ "\"You told me all stepmothers were cruel and wicked,\" said Una.", "\"Wasn't Miss West sweet to us to-night?\" whispered Faith in bed.\n\n\"Yes,\" admitted Una. \"It is such a pity it changes people so much to be\nmade stepmothers.\"", "\"Stepmothers are AWFUL creatures,\" Mary went on. \"I could make your\nblood run cold if I was to tell you all I know about 'em. The Wilson", "\"I liked their mother's looks,\" said Una with a little sigh. Una envied\nall children their mothers. She had been only six when her mother died,", "\"Mary Vance said stepmothers were all like that--and that they all hated\ntheir stepchildren and made their father hate them--she said they just\ncouldn't help it--just being stepmothers made them like that\"--", "\"That's a dreadful sin,\" said Una solemnly.", "\"Oh, Mary,\" said Una, pushing a tender arm over Mary's uncompromising\nback, \"don't talk like that. I DO like you ever so much. And you make me\nfeel so bad.\"", "\"Mary says ANYBODY would. She knows ALL about stepmothers, Faith--she\nsays she's seen hundreds of them--and you've never seen one. Oh, Mary", "When Una got home Faith was lying face downwards on her bed, utterly\nrefusing to be comforted. Aunt Martha had killed Adam. He was reposing", "\"I'm so afraid he'll be hurt,\" sighed Una, who hated fighting and\ncouldn't understand the subtle, secret exultation she divined in Faith.", "\"Oh, Mrs. Clow,\" gasped Faith, \"is Una dead? Have we killed her?\"\n\n\"What is the matter with my child?\" demanded the pale father.", "\"No,\" said Una, who could not drag her fascinated eyes from that\nsquirrel muff. Mary leaned past her, picked it up and thrust it into\nUna's hands.", "\"Why, Una, little girl, what is the trouble? Don't be afraid to tell\nme.\"", "himself--broken, anguished words--but Una heard--heard and understood,\nwith the sudden illumination that comes to sensitive, unmothered", "suddenly and looked the child over from top to toe. Mary, in a mere\nsuperfluity of naughtiness, stuck out her tongue at Mrs. Milgrave, much\nto Una's horror.", "Long after Mary slept serenely little Una lay awake, her eyes smarting\nwith tears. On, how dreadful it would be if her father should marry", "\"There's hell, you know,\" said Una, dropping her voice and hugging Mary\nto lessen the awfulness of the suggestion.\n\n\"Hell? What's that?\"", "\"Listen, Faith--Mary's crying,\" she whispered. Faith replied not, being\nalready asleep. Una slipped out of bed, and made her way in her little", "\"But how glad his mother must have been,\" said Una softly. \"I think she\nhad been sorry all her life that he was lame. Perhaps she even used to", "it matter? And it wasn't likely there was a word of truth in it. Faith,\non the whole, was pleased. Only Una was seriously upset. She felt that\nshe would like to get away and cry." ], [ "Gilbert shook his head more than once in the fortnight that followed.\nCarl developed double pneumonia. There was one night when Mr. Meredith", "nurse, and all the Glen knew that Carl Meredith was very ill with\npneumonia and that Dr. Blythe had been seen to shake his head.", "\"But, Faith, you might really die. You might get pneumonia. Please,\nFaith don't. Let's go into the house and get SOMETHING for your feet.", "\"I've been sick an awful lot,\" she said proudly. \"There's not many kids\ncould have come through what I have. I've had scarlet fever and measles", "suddenly seized with a recurring and mysterious ailment which she always\ncalled \"the misery,\" and which was tolerably certain to attack her\nat the most inconvenient times. She could not rise from her bed, any", "\"Like nothing. I didn't know it for days afterwards. It was when I had\nthe pewmonia. Mrs. Wiley wouldn't have the doctor--said she wasn't", "\"Then I tried my best to catch cold and really be sick by standing on the\nsnowbank in the Methodist graveyard with my bare feet until Jerry pulled", "They all went in amiably and went to bed. Faith slept like a cherub\nand woke in the morning without a trace of a cold. She felt that she", "\"Well, you know she has a weak heart. And one day last week, when\nshe was all alone on the veranda, she heard the most awful shrieks of", "\"Well, everybody who has been sick for the last six weeks has been\nwaiting for him to come home--and I don't blame them. When that", "Faith's amiable wish was fulfilled. The next day found Aunt Martha still\nunable to rise. Carl, too, was still sick and easily prevailed on to", "\"She wasn't very well just before I buried her ten years ago, but I\nreckon she has better health now,\" boomed Norman, to the horror", "I never thought of such a thing as her dying when I was praying. She\ndidn't seem much like the dying kind. Did Mrs. Elliott say anything\nabout me?\"", "movement causing agony. A doctor she flatly refused to have. Faith and\nUna cooked the meals and waited on her. The less said about the meals", "That night they all went to bed at nine, except Carl, who was already\nkeeping vigil on the tombstone. Una slipped in to bid him good night.\nHer tender heart was wrung with sympathy.", "queer eyes of hers looked like burnt holes in a blanket. Is it true that\nCarl got pneumonia from straying out in the graveyard that wet night for\na dare?\"", "\"That is true,\" asserted Susan. \"Her sister-in-law told me that when the\ndoctor told her at last that he could do nothing for her and she would", "\"Then this child simply fainted from lack of food and all she needs is\na good square meal,\" he said. \"Mrs. Clow, will you be kind enough to see", "speak, but just crouched there till they disappeared. Then she staggered\nback home and they have been applying stimulants to her ever since, and\nher heart is in a terrible condition and she says she will not get over", "\"Because Lida had none--and her feet were so cold. And now she wants to\nbe sick so that she won't have to go to church to-morrow and wear her\nstriped stockings. But, Jerry, she may die.\"" ], [ "\"Why did they ever build that manse beside the graveyard in the first\nplace?\" asked Anne. \"Their lawn is so small there is no place for them\nto play except in the graveyard.\"", "the barn, and went straight to the bush to investigate, and there he\nfound all the manse children sitting on a fallen tree and screaming\n'murder' at the top of their lungs. They told him they were only in fun", "\"Children,\" said Mr. Meredith, \"I have heard something that has pained\nme very much. Is it true that you sat out in the graveyard all last", "\"Don't you dare to touch me,\" she almost shouted. \"This is some more\nof your children's doings, I suppose. This is no fit place for a decent", "for any other purpose. Thither the Meredith children trooped, and\nprowled about the ground floor for several minutes.", "In daytime the Blythe children liked very well to play in the rich, soft\ngreens and glooms of the big maple grove between Ingleside and the Glen", "\"But they really play quite quietly there,\" excused Anne. \"They don't\nrun and yell as they do elsewhere. Such howls as drift up here from", "When school came out they always went to Rainbow Valley. Mary refused to\nplay in the graveyard. She declared she was afraid of ghosts.\n\n\"There's no such thing as ghosts,\" declared Jem Blythe.", "is ever in its place. And we had painted and papered it all so nice\nbefore they came.\"", "she heard awful yells down in the valley and saw the three children\ntearing up the hill past her. She thought they had been bit by something\nand it gave her poor old heart such a turn that she could not move or", "On an early June evening Rainbow Valley was an entirely delightful place\nand the children felt it to be so, as they sat in the open glade where", "\"What is all this rumpus about?\" she inquired.\n\nAgain the children gasped out their awful tale, while Rosemary held them\nclose to her and soothed them with wordless comfort.", "\"When all is said and done, Mrs. Dr. dear, they are very nice children,\"\nsaid Susan. \"They have got plenty of original sin in them and that I", "\"It WAS a mistake,\" admitted Miss Cornelia. \"But they got the lot cheap.\nAnd no other manse children ever thought of playing there. Mr. Meredith", "children. As silently as she had come in she slipped out and closed the\ndoor. John Meredith went on talking out his pain in what he deemed his\nundisturbed solitude.", "to be either reading or writing. His head was in his hands and there was\nsomething in his whole attitude that spoke of weariness and dejection.\nThe children suddenly felt it.", "\"It was clean, though, Mrs. Dr. dear,\" said Susan. \"They ARE clean\nchildren. They may be very heedless and reckless, Mrs. Dr. dear, and I", "Anne's daughters should need a \"setting-out.\" There were jolly playmates\nthere, too--\"Uncle\" Davy's children and \"Aunt\" Diana's children. They", "They had passed and repassed it constantly; they had hunted for flowers\nin it; they had made short cuts through it when they wished to go\nstraight from the village to the valley. But never again! After the", "The Blythe children went up to Ingleside, except Jem, who slipped away\nfor a few moments on a solitary expedition to a remote corner of Rainbow" ], [ "\"We've no mother, and father won't bother about you. Neither will Aunt\nMartha. Come, I say.\" Faith stamped her foot impatiently. Was this queer\ngirl going to insist on starving to death almost at their very door?", "\"The poor little thing,\" said Anne, picturing one of her own dear\nbabies, cold and hungry and alone in such circumstances. \"If she has", "\"Splendid!\" said Anne delightedly. \"I've been hoping you would do that\nvery thing, Miss Cornelia. I want that poor child to get a good home. I\nwas a homeless little orphan just like her once.\"", "\"Then this child simply fainted from lack of food and all she needs is\na good square meal,\" he said. \"Mrs. Clow, will you be kind enough to see", "\"She is just hungry, you know--she didn't eat a thing to-day--none of us\ndid--we were all fasting.\"\n\n\"Fasting!\" said Mr. Meredith, and \"Fasting?\" said the doctor.", "starving in James Taylor's old hay barn. She had been there all night,\ncold and hungry and alone. And us sleeping warm in our beds after good\nsuppers.\"", "\"You stop bothering her,\" she commanded Jerry. Then she hugged the waif.\n\"Don't cry, dear. Just tell us what's the matter. WE'RE friends.\"", "this very Mary-creature. He said some one told him she was working the\nchild to death and not half feeding and clothing it. You know, Anne", "For a moment Faith stated in horror. This was terrible. Here was a\nlittle girl, almost a neighbour, half frozen because she had no shoes", "In a little nest in the hay a girl was curled up, looking as if she had\njust wakened from sleep. When she saw them she stood up, rather shakily,", "envied. She looked gaily about her. Her strange eyes, now that the\ndullness of famine was removed from them, were brilliant. She would show\nthese youngsters what a personage she was.", "Her behaviour was quite conventional, and though some wondered who the\nshabby little girl with the manse children was she did not attract much\nattention. She listened to the sermon with outward decorum and joined", "\"Those manse children will starve to death yet if Mr. Meredith doesn't\nget married,\" Miss Cornelia told her husband indignantly after Una", "that set me to thinking of adopting a child as much as anything in the\nfirst place. Una shall be well dressed and educated and trained, Mr.\nMeredith, and I shall give her music and painting lessons and treat her", "Mrs. Elder Clow was the first to reach her. She caught the thin little\nbody from the arms of white-faced, terrified Faith and carried it into", "\"They were nice enough to take you in and feed you and clothe you when\nyou were starving in Mr. Taylor's barn, Mary Vance,\" she said. \"You are\nVERY grateful, I must say.\"", "\"What is all this rumpus about?\" she inquired.\n\nAgain the children gasped out their awful tale, while Rosemary held them\nclose to her and soothed them with wordless comfort.", "herself or her feet, and was making no bid for sympathy. She held\nher feet out instinctively to keep them from the wet grass around the\ntombstone. But Faith and Una were instantly swamped with a wave of pity", "\"Who are you?\" asked Jerry.\n\nThe girl looked about her as if seeking a way of escape. Then she seemed\nto give in with a little shiver of despair.", "question if they get enough to eat, even, for their father is so lost\nin dreams that he doesn't often remember he has a stomach, and that lazy\nold woman doesn't bother cooking what she ought. They are just running" ], [ "When Una got home Faith was lying face downwards on her bed, utterly\nrefusing to be comforted. Aunt Martha had killed Adam. He was reposing", "Gilbert did not find it a very easy thing to bring Una back to\nconsciousness. He worked over her for a long time before her eyes", "\"Yes,\" said Una, \"I came to--I came to--\"\n\nBut she found it very hard to say what she had come to do. Her voice\nfailed--her eyes filled with tears.", "CHAPTER XXXIV. UNA VISITS THE HILL", "than usual. Then, just before he gave out the final hymn, Una Meredith\ntumbled off the seat of the manse pew and lay in a dead faint on the\nfloor.", "After Una cried her heart out she wiped her eyes and went to the spare\nroom. It was dark and rather musty, for the blind had not been drawn", "Una's fainting spell had banished everything from his mind for a time.\nNow, in the darkness and solitude of the study it rushed back. Rosemary", "The light went out of Una's eyes. Her lips trembled. She sat down on her\nstool again, a pathetic little figure of disappointment, and began to\ncry.", "Faith and Una looked rather blank. They were inclined to think that even\nCarl's comparatively short though sharp agony was lighter punishment", "it matter? And it wasn't likely there was a word of truth in it. Faith,\non the whole, was pleased. Only Una was seriously upset. She felt that\nshe would like to get away and cry.", "herself or her feet, and was making no bid for sympathy. She held\nher feet out instinctively to keep them from the wet grass around the\ntombstone. But Faith and Una were instantly swamped with a wave of pity", "\"No,\" said Una, who could not drag her fascinated eyes from that\nsquirrel muff. Mary leaned past her, picked it up and thrust it into\nUna's hands.", "\"It's--it's the--calf,\" whispered Una at last.\n\n\"It's--too--big--for the calf,\" whispered Faith. Her mouth and lips were\nso dry she could hardly articulate the words.", "Rosemary put her arm around the thin little form and drew the child\nclose to her. Her eyes were very beautiful--her touch so tender that Una\nfound courage.\n\n\"I came--to ask you--to marry father,\" she gasped.", "\"What have we been doing now?\" cried Faith in amazement, pulling her arm\naway from Mary. Una's lips trembled and her sensitive little soul shrank", "after them--to comfort their little souls and care for their little\nbodies. How frail Una had looked, lying there on the vestry sofa in that", "\"Oh, it would be lovely,\" cried Una, with a transfigured face. She flung\nher arms impulsively round Rosemary's neck. She was so happy that she\nfelt as if she could fly on wings.", "\"Oh, Mrs. Clow,\" gasped Faith, \"is Una dead? Have we killed her?\"\n\n\"What is the matter with my child?\" demanded the pale father.", "\"I'm so afraid he'll be hurt,\" sighed Una, who hated fighting and\ncouldn't understand the subtle, secret exultation she divined in Faith.", "But Una had no such conviction and she cried herself to sleep.\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XXIV. A CHARITABLE IMPULSE" ], [ "CHAPTER VI. MARY STAYS AT THE MANSE\n\nThe manse children took Mary Vance to church with them the next day. At\nfirst Mary objected to the idea.", "CHAPTER V. THE ADVENT OF MARY VANCE", "\"Everybody--so Mary Vance says.\" And Faith poured out her troubles to\nsympathetic Jem. \"You see,\" she concluded dolefully, \"we've nobody to", "Mary Vance, whom Mrs. Elliott had sent up to the manse on an errand,\ncame tripping down Rainbow Valley on her way to Ingleside where she was", "\"But our house isn't right. Mary Vance says so. She says people talk\nabout it being so untidy.\"\n\nFaith had an inspiration.", "Blythes to see Jem about something, and Mary Vance went around that way\nhome. So Faith and Una and Carl had to go back to the manse alone. They", "\"They were nice enough to take you in and feed you and clothe you when\nyou were starving in Mr. Taylor's barn, Mary Vance,\" she said. \"You are\nVERY grateful, I must say.\"", "to understand that she had disgraced herself and her father beyond\nredemption and that she, Mary Vance, was done with her. \"Everybody\" was\ntalking, and \"everybody\" said the same thing.", "Una would have gone in rags rather than ask their father for anything\nif they could help it. They did not worry a great deal over their\nshabbiness; but it was rather trying to see Mary Vance coming out in", "which said, \"NOW something disagreeable is coming.\" When Mary Vance\nthought she ought to tell them things there was seldom much pleasure in\nthe hearing. They often wondered why they kept on liking Mary Vance--for", "\"No. Faith never believed Mary Vance. I was dreadfully foolish to\nbelieve her, either. Faith loves you already--she has loved you ever", "\"Mrs. Elliott might take Mary herself. She has a great big house and Mr.\nElliott is always wanting her to have help. It would be just a splendid\nplace for Mary. Only she'd have to behave herself.\"", "had heard from Mary Vance how the congregation had looked upon that\nperformance and realized that she must not repeat it. Faith worried over\nthe problem for half a week. Then she had an inspiration and promptly", "grace and never seemed to think about them at all. Somehow, they did not\nmake other people feel shabby. But when Mary Vance was dressed up she", "the scorn of Mary Vance. But it was different at dinner time. They were\nfuriously hungry then, and the odor of roast beef which pervaded the", "Mary Vance eyed her gloomily. Knowing what she knew, or fancied she\nknew, Mary considered that Faith was far too light-hearted. Mary had", "\"I'm Mary Vance,\" she said.\n\n\"Where'd you come from?\" pursued Jerry.", "Mary sailed off, excellently well pleased with herself, leaving a rather\ndepressed little group behind her.\n\n\"Mary Vance always says something that makes us feel bad when she comes\nup,\" said Una resentfully.", "Mary Vance walked down the Valley with her head held high. She had on\na new blue velvet cap with a scarlet rosette in it, a coat of navy blue", "\"Mrs. Elliott, won't you take Mary Vance?\" she said beseechingly.\n\nMiss Cornelia stared blankly.\n\n\"Me! Take Mary Vance! Do you mean keep her?\"" ], [ "\"Well, they say--now, mind, I'm only telling you what people say--so\nthere's no use in your blaming me for it--that Carl and a lot of other", "Carlyle is nine. They call him Carl, and he has a regular mania for\ncollecting toads and bugs and frogs and bringing them into the house.\"", "\"Yes,\" said Carl, flushing, but meeting his father's eyes bravely.\n\nMr. Meredith groaned. He had hoped that there had been at least\nexaggeration.", "\"Oh, Carl, are you much scared?\" she whispered.\n\n\"Not a bit,\" said Carl airily.", "\"Carl, are you sick?\" he said.\n\n\"That--tombstone--over here,\" said Carl, \"it's--moving--about--it's\ncoming--at--me--keep it--away--please.\"", "Carl threw back his head and held out his hand unflinchingly. But he was\nnot very old and he could not quite keep a little fear out of his eyes.", "It was not quite as bad as Mr. Meredith had feared, but it was quite bad\nenough. \"I must punish you, Carl,\" he said sorrowfully.\n\n\"Yes, I know, father.\"", "Carl had the clear, bright, dark-blue eyes, fearless and direct, of his\ndead mother, and her brown hair with its glints of gold. He knew the", "\"He--he didn't whip me at all,\" said Carl with a sob, \"and--I wish he\nhad--and he's in there, feeling just awful.\"", "\"Hold out your hand,\" he said to Carl.", "But in spite of his dauntless words Carl was a pretty lonely boy when\nthe lights went out in the manse. He had hoped his father would be in", "were rosy and healthy looking enough--except Una, and she had never been\nvery strong even when her mother was alive. They were all laughing and\ntalking--certainly they seemed happy. Carl was especially happy because", "That night they all went to bed at nine, except Carl, who was already\nkeeping vigil on the tombstone. Una slipped in to bid him good night.\nHer tender heart was wrung with sympathy.", "of Mary Vance's cheerful speculations one time when they had all been\nsitting there. It returned to haunt Carl now. He didn't believe those", "\"Go and call Carl,\" said Faith.", "father, believe ME. I suppose Carl would have known better if he hadn't\nbeen sick. I don't know what was wrong with him, but I think it very", "found Carl on the lawn, patiently studying the habits and customs of a\ncolony of wasps. Calling him into the study Mr. Meredith confronted him,", "Carl was talking the matter over in the graveyard with Faith and Una,\nwho had just come home. They were horrified at the idea of his being", "over-mastering panic. For the moment every one of the trio was firmly\nconvinced that what they saw was Henry Warren's ghost. Carl sprang", "Suddenly Carl gasped,\n\n\"It's coming here.\"" ], [ "The valley was full of dear, friendly hollows and the largest of these\nwas their favourite stamping ground. Here they were assembled on this", "In daytime the Blythe children liked very well to play in the rich, soft\ngreens and glooms of the big maple grove between Ingleside and the Glen", "When school came out they always went to Rainbow Valley. Mary refused to\nplay in the graveyard. She declared she was afraid of ghosts.\n\n\"There's no such thing as ghosts,\" declared Jem Blythe.", "particular evening. There was a grove of young spruces in this hollow,\nwith a tiny, grassy glade in its heart, opening on the bank of the", "On an early June evening Rainbow Valley was an entirely delightful place\nand the children felt it to be so, as they sat in the open glade where", "\"I'd like that little hollow under the weeping birch,\" said Una. \"That\nbirch is such a place for birds and they sing like mad in the mornings.\"", "\"Children,\" said Mr. Meredith, \"I have heard something that has pained\nme very much. Is it true that you sat out in the graveyard all last", "\"Why did they ever build that manse beside the graveyard in the first\nplace?\" asked Anne. \"Their lawn is so small there is no place for them\nto play except in the graveyard.\"", "she heard awful yells down in the valley and saw the three children\ntearing up the hill past her. She thought they had been bit by something\nand it gave her poor old heart such a turn that she could not move or", "They had passed and repassed it constantly; they had hunted for flowers\nin it; they had made short cuts through it when they wished to go\nstraight from the village to the valley. But never again! After the", "the barn, and went straight to the bush to investigate, and there he\nfound all the manse children sitting on a fallen tree and screaming\n'murder' at the top of their lungs. They told him they were only in fun", "St. Mary pond; but for evening revels there was no place like the little\nvalley behind the maple grove. It was a fairy realm of romance to them.", "Outside of Rainbow Valley the wind might be rollicking and boisterous.\nHere it always went gently. Little, winding, fairy paths ran here and", "\"It WAS a mistake,\" admitted Miss Cornelia. \"But they got the lot cheap.\nAnd no other manse children ever thought of playing there. Mr. Meredith", "Valley and read, while Carl investigated bugs along the banks of the\nbrook, and all three were happy until they suddenly realized that it was\ntwilight and that the old Bailey garden was uncomfortably near by. Carl", "She ran down through Rainbow Valley. Enchantment had been at work\nthe night before. A light snow had fallen and the powdered firs were", "for any other purpose. Thither the Meredith children trooped, and\nprowled about the ground floor for several minutes.", "The Blythe children went up to Ingleside, except Jem, who slipped away\nfor a few moments on a solitary expedition to a remote corner of Rainbow", "what it had been in years agone. The manse children and the Ingleside\nchildren liked to go there. It was a beautiful walk down the old harbour", "trees, and in the spring mornings the choruses of birds in the elms\naround the two churches sang of life and not of death. The Meredith\nchildren loved the old graveyard." ], [ "darkness was so thick it seemed to press against his face. There was\na sound as of stealthy passing footsteps all over the graveyard. Carl\nshivered, partly with prickling terror, partly with real cold.", "Carl was talking the matter over in the graveyard with Faith and Una,\nwho had just come home. They were horrified at the idea of his being", "Carl gave a little shudder. The graveyard was not so very far from the\nold Bailey garden. It would be a trying ordeal, but Carl was anxious to\nwipe out his disgrace and prove that he was not a coward after all.", "That night they all went to bed at nine, except Carl, who was already\nkeeping vigil on the tombstone. Una slipped in to bid him good night.\nHer tender heart was wrung with sympathy.", "\"Carl, are you sick?\" he said.\n\n\"That--tombstone--over here,\" said Carl, \"it's--moving--about--it's\ncoming--at--me--keep it--away--please.\"", "queer eyes of hers looked like burnt holes in a blanket. Is it true that\nCarl got pneumonia from straying out in the graveyard that wet night for\na dare?\"", "Carl, it appeared, had a sore throat, induced by getting wet in the\nRainbow Valley marsh the previous evening while pursuing dragon-flies.", "by chasing each other all over the graves with a lantern. This piece of\nembroidery was probably suggested by the fact that, after the signing\nand sealing was completed, Carl had taken the lantern and had walked", "Gilbert shook his head more than once in the fortnight that followed.\nCarl developed double pneumonia. There was one night when Mr. Meredith", "But in spite of his dauntless words Carl was a pretty lonely boy when\nthe lights went out in the manse. He had hoped his father would be in", "Carl fled to the graveyard, feeling that the look on his father's face\nwas worse than any whipping.", "\"Now come out to the graveyard and tell us about yourself,\" ordered\nFaith, when Mary's appetite showed signs of failing her. Mary was now", "over-mastering panic. For the moment every one of the trio was firmly\nconvinced that what they saw was Henry Warren's ghost. Carl sprang", "\"Children, dear, what has happened?\" she said. \"What has frightened\nyou?\"\n\n\"Henry Warren's ghost,\" answered Carl, through his chattering teeth.", "\"Children,\" said Mr. Meredith, \"I have heard something that has pained\nme very much. Is it true that you sat out in the graveyard all last", "graveyard but, as he paced up and down the room, reflecting deeply on\nthe immortality of the soul, he was quite unaware that Jerry and Carl", "\"Then I tried my best to catch cold and really be sick by standing on the\nsnowbank in the Methodist graveyard with my bare feet until Jerry pulled", "gone out he flung himself into his chair and groaned again. He dreaded\nthe evening sevenfold more than Carl did. The poor minister did not even", "manse, and which was wholly delightful in spite of the fact that the\nroast beef was badly underdone, was almost more than they could stand.\nIn desperation they rushed to the graveyard where they couldn't smell", "Then it began to rain--a chill, penetrating drizzle. Carl's thin little\ncotton blouse and shirt were soon wet through. He felt chilled to the" ], [ "than usual. Then, just before he gave out the final hymn, Una Meredith\ntumbled off the seat of the manse pew and lay in a dead faint on the\nfloor.", "\"Yes,\" said Una, \"I came to--I came to--\"\n\nBut she found it very hard to say what she had come to do. Her voice\nfailed--her eyes filled with tears.", "When Una got home Faith was lying face downwards on her bed, utterly\nrefusing to be comforted. Aunt Martha had killed Adam. He was reposing", "it matter? And it wasn't likely there was a word of truth in it. Faith,\non the whole, was pleased. Only Una was seriously upset. She felt that\nshe would like to get away and cry.", "\"What have we been doing now?\" cried Faith in amazement, pulling her arm\naway from Mary. Una's lips trembled and her sensitive little soul shrank", "Una's fainting spell had banished everything from his mind for a time.\nNow, in the darkness and solitude of the study it rushed back. Rosemary", "\"I'm so afraid he'll be hurt,\" sighed Una, who hated fighting and\ncouldn't understand the subtle, secret exultation she divined in Faith.", "Rosemary put her arm around the thin little form and drew the child\nclose to her. Her eyes were very beautiful--her touch so tender that Una\nfound courage.\n\n\"I came--to ask you--to marry father,\" she gasped.", "after them--to comfort their little souls and care for their little\nbodies. How frail Una had looked, lying there on the vestry sofa in that", "\"Oh, Mrs. Clow,\" gasped Faith, \"is Una dead? Have we killed her?\"\n\n\"What is the matter with my child?\" demanded the pale father.", "Faith and Una looked rather blank. They were inclined to think that even\nCarl's comparatively short though sharp agony was lighter punishment", "herself or her feet, and was making no bid for sympathy. She held\nher feet out instinctively to keep them from the wet grass around the\ntombstone. But Faith and Una were instantly swamped with a wave of pity", "The light went out of Una's eyes. Her lips trembled. She sat down on her\nstool again, a pathetic little figure of disappointment, and began to\ncry.", "Gilbert did not find it a very easy thing to bring Una back to\nconsciousness. He worked over her for a long time before her eyes", "\"No,\" said Una, who could not drag her fascinated eyes from that\nsquirrel muff. Mary leaned past her, picked it up and thrust it into\nUna's hands.", "\"That's a dreadful sin,\" said Una solemnly.", "\"Una is the only one of US who really likes praying,\" said Faith\npensively.\n\n\"Well, if praying scandalizes people so much we mustn't do it any more,\"\nsighed Una.", "\"Oh, it would be lovely,\" cried Una, with a transfigured face. She flung\nher arms impulsively round Rosemary's neck. She was so happy that she\nfelt as if she could fly on wings.", "\"What are you doing?\" cried Una aghast. \"You'll catch your death of\ncold, Faith Meredith.\"", "\"It's--it's the--calf,\" whispered Una at last.\n\n\"It's--too--big--for the calf,\" whispered Faith. Her mouth and lips were\nso dry she could hardly articulate the words." ], [ "\"Why don't you bring yourselves up?\" suggested Jem. \"I'll tell you what\nto do. Form a Good-Conduct Club and punish yourselves every time you do\nanything that's not right.\"", "The Meredith children were given to \"sitting all over the church\" in\nthis fashion and a great many people thought it very improper. The\ngallery especially, where irresponsible lads congregated and were known", "YOURSELVES. I read all about such a club in a story-book. You try it and\nsee how it works.\"", "for any other purpose. Thither the Meredith children trooped, and\nprowled about the ground floor for several minutes.", "\"Children,\" said Mr. Meredith, \"I have heard something that has pained\nme very much. Is it true that you sat out in the graveyard all last", "The Good-Conduct Club would help you to think, if you were fair and\nhonest about punishing yourselves when you broke the rules. You'd have", "The Good-Conduct Club had a special session the next morning before\nschool. After various suggestions, it was decided that a fast day would\nbe an appropriate punishment.", "Good-Conduct Club sessions for her lack of thought. \"We're sorry,\nFather--truly, we are. Pitch into us hard--we deserve a regular combing\ndown.\"", "\"No. He was staying there to punish himself for cowardice in that affair\nof the Warren ghost. It seems they have a club for bringing themselves\nup, and they punish themselves when they do wrong. Jerry told Mr.\nMeredith all about it.\"", "Now, we all understand, don't we? This is a Good-Conduct Club, for the\npurpose of bringing ourselves up. We agree to punish ourselves for bad", "Meredith girl seemed a very shy, sulky little thing, without manners\nenough to speak when she was spoken to. But nothing worse came of it,\nand generally their penances did no harm to themselves or anybody else.", "\"Yes, but we had to be punished,\" explained Faith. \"It's our rule--in\nour Good-Conduct Club, you know--if we do anything wrong, or anything", "CHAPTER XXIII. THE GOOD-CONDUCT CLUB", "For a fortnight things ran smoothly in the Good-Conduct Club. It seemed\nto work admirably. Not once was Jem Blythe called in as umpire. Not once", "\"We've just got to punish ourselves good and hard for this,\" whispered\nJerry as they crept upstairs. \"We'll have a session of the Club first", "John Meredith groaned and resumed his pacing up and down the dusty,\ndisordered room. What could he do? He loved his children as deeply as", "above that of the others. John Meredith looked after them kindly\nand longingly. He was glad that his children had such chums as the", "children. As silently as she had come in she slipped out and closed the\ndoor. John Meredith went on talking out his pain in what he deemed his\nundisturbed solitude.", "Faith and Una looked at each other again. This was a matter for the\nGood-Conduct Club. They would not talk it over with Mary.", "The people of his congregation said that Mr. Meredith spoiled his\nchildren. Very likely he did. It is certain that he could not bear to" ], [ "Mr. Meredith was wide enough awake by this time. There was a faint flush\nin his pale cheek and a dangerous light in his fine dark eyes. Was this", "Mr. Meredith rushed to the telephone. In ten minutes Dr. Blythe was\nat the manse. Half an hour later a wire was sent to town for a trained", "\"There goes your pa,\" said Mary as Mr. Meredith passed them, \"and never\nseeing us no more'n if we weren't here. Well, I'm getting so's I don't", "Mr. Meredith did know and was honestly shocked over his own carelessness\nin the matter.", "which Mr. Meredith had not read and wished to read. She offered to lend\nit to him and when they reached the old homestead on the hill he went in\nto get it.", "in. It hurts my feelings, I tell you. But it's Mr. Meredith I'm really\nworried over.\"", "the study as he so often was. He would not feel alone then. But that\nnight Mr. Meredith had been summoned to the fishing village at the", "The people of his congregation said that Mr. Meredith spoiled his\nchildren. Very likely he did. It is certain that he could not bear to", "Miss Cornelia had an interview with Mr. Meredith which proved something\nof a shock to that abstracted gentleman. She pointed out to him, none", "Mr. Meredith found his way into some sealed and sacred chambers of the\nlad's soul wherein not even Di had ever looked. They were to be\nchums from that friendly hour and Walter knew that he would never be", "\"Children,\" said Mr. Meredith, \"I have heard something that has pained\nme very much. Is it true that you sat out in the graveyard all last", "\"There's NO Mrs. Meredith. That is just the trouble. Mr. Meredith is\na widower. His wife died four years ago. If we had known that I don't", "\"Besides,\" said Miss Cornelia, \"we were anxious to get settled. And Mr.\nMeredith was the first candidate we were all agreed on. Somebody had", "\"That will do, woman!\" said Mr. Meredith. He stood up and looked at Mrs.\nDavis with eyes that made her quail. \"That will do,\" he repeated. \"I", "But Mr. Meredith did no combing down or pitching into. He sat down and\ngathered his small culprits close to him and talked a little to them,", "As Mr. Meredith went through his gate Dr. Blythe and Mrs. Blythe drove\npast on the road that led to Lowbridge. The minister's face fell. Mrs.", "It was not quite as bad as Mr. Meredith had feared, but it was quite bad\nenough. \"I must punish you, Carl,\" he said sorrowfully.\n\n\"Yes, I know, father.\"", "Mr. Meredith shut the door meekly. Then he sat down before Mrs. Davis.\nHe was not wholly aware of her yet. His mind was still wrestling with", "refreshing. It might be that she could suggest some solution of his\nproblems. And even if she could not Mr. Meredith felt that he needed\na little decent human companionship after his dose of Mrs.", "One of Mr. Meredith's parishioners had presented him with them one\nday, perhaps in lieu of the subscription he was supposed to pay to the" ], [ "\"So you liked Miss West, Faith?\" Mr. Meredith asked, with a rather odd\nintonation.\n\n\"I love her,\" cried Faith.\n\n\"Ah!\" said Mr. Meredith. \"Ah!\"", "Meredith, but that she DID love him. The thought of putting him from her\nlife was agony.", "Mr. Meredith found his way into some sealed and sacred chambers of the\nlad's soul wherein not even Di had ever looked. They were to be\nchums from that friendly hour and Walter knew that he would never be", "Mr. Meredith looked down into those eyes--why, they were Cecilia's\neyes--her very eyes--and in them was the selfsame expression he had once", "So Mr. Meredith found his lady alone and looking very beautiful.\nRosemary had not made any special toilet for the occasion; she wanted", "Mr. Meredith was wide enough awake by this time. There was a faint flush\nin his pale cheek and a dangerous light in his fine dark eyes. Was this", "\"Why, Mr. Meredith,\" she said in astonishment. \"You must be cr--you\ncan't mean it. You must think it over--think of all the advantages I can\ngive her.\"", "had said, in his far from subtle hint. For the moment John Meredith\nhad had a perfectly unbelievable desire to rush madly away and propose\nmarriage to the youngest, most unsuitable woman it was possible to", "could give to John Meredith a love richer and more womanly. She knew\nthat he touched deeps in her nature that Martin had never touched--that", "which Mr. Meredith had not read and wished to read. She offered to lend\nit to him and when they reached the old homestead on the hill he went in\nto get it.", "\"Ellen,\" she said desperately, \"I love John Meredith--I want to be his\nwife. Will you set me free from that promise?\"\n\n\"No,\" said Ellen, merciless, because she was sick from fear.", "John Meredith was startled by her loveliness and Rosemary was startled\nby his presence. She had never thought she would find anyone by that", "Mr. Meredith shut the door meekly. Then he sat down before Mrs. Davis.\nHe was not wholly aware of her yet. His mind was still wrestling with", "and foolish. The glow went out of her face and the lustre out of her\neyes. John Meredith had not the slightest intention of asking her to\nmarry him.", "\"Ellen,\" she said, \"Una Meredith has just been here to ask me to marry\nher father.\"\n\nEllen looked up and read her sister's face.", "in. It hurts my feelings, I tell you. But it's Mr. Meredith I'm really\nworried over.\"", "John Meredith did not immediately grasp his opportunity. On the\ncontrary, he talked for two good hours on the least lover-like of", "Una whispered earnestly. Rosemary's face turned crimson. So John\nMeredith still cared. HE hadn't changed his mind. And he must care", "Mr. Meredith was, as usual, lost in dreams when supper began that\nevening, but presently a name pierced his abstraction and brought him\nback to reality. Faith was telling Una of her meeting with Rosemary.", "The idea of a second marriage had never presented itself seriously to\nJohn Meredith. He had loved his wife so deeply that he believed he could" ], [ "\"I will never marry,\" said Rosemary, \"never, Ellen.\"\n\nEllen bent forward and looked searchingly into Rosemary's eyes.", "longer to be a friend. She knew that she could be very happy with him\nand that she could make him happy. But between her and happiness stood\nthe prison gate of the promise she had made to Ellen years ago. Rosemary", "Rosemary assented at once, quite willing to humour Ellen. What did it\nmatter? She knew quite well she would never want to marry any one. Her", "\"Rosemary.\" Ellen clenched her hands and took an involuntary step\nforward. \"Do you mean to tell me that you accepted him?\"\n\n\"No--no.\"", "\"Why aren't you in bed, Rosemary?\" demanded Ellen.\n\n\"Come in here,\" said Rosemary intensely. \"I want to tell you something.\"", "Once, when Ellen had sat all day, refusing either to speak or eat,\nRosemary had flung herself on her knees by her sister's side.", "\"We won't speak about that,\" said Rosemary hurriedly and decidedly.\n\n\"But--but,\" persisted Ellen, \"you are free now, too--and it's not too\nlate--John Meredith--\"", "Rosemary quivered. Ellen could not, or would not, understand. There was\nno use arguing with her.\n\n\"So you won't release me, Ellen?\"", "was paying to Rosemary's charm. \"Ellen has always kept her down, so to\nspeak. She has tyrannized over her, and yet she has always indulged", "would end, Rosemary believed, by his dragging Ellen off with him some\nday, and Rosemary felt that she would be almost glad when it happened.\nExistence would be horribly lonely then, but it would be no longer", "\"I hardly see why that was necessary,\" said Ellen, coldly contemptuous,\n\"when there is only the one answer you can make him.\"\n\nRosemary held out her hands beseechingly.", "\"I said that as far as I was concerned you were at full liberty to marry\neach other as soon as you liked,\" said Rosemary.\n\n\"Thank you,\" said Ellen, still looking at St. George.", "when Rosemary was away from home before. She and Ellen could never bear\nto be parted. But I understand Ellen insisted on her going this time.\nAnd meanwhile Ellen and Norman Douglas are warming up the old soup.\"", "life and his heart-breaking problems, because she had promised Ellen,\nten years before, on their mother's Bible, that she would never marry.", "\"Oh, Rosemary,\" Ellen looked up in distress, \"I'm so ashamed--I don't\ndeserve it--after all I said to you--\"", "seemed to bear Ellen no grudge. It was stormy, so no mention was made of\ngoing to church. In the afternoon Rosemary shut herself in her room and", "were drowned. Rosemary was just a child--only seventeen. But she was\nnever the same afterwards. She and Ellen have stayed very close at home", "Ellen considered philandering, Ellen promptly nipped that tendency in\nthe bud and blotted Rosemary out for the rest of the evening. But not\neven the grimmest of amiable dragons can altogether prevent a certain", "But she dared not resent Rosemary's speech--poor Ellen dared not\nresent anything just then. And it was the first time Rosemary had ever", "caller. His name was never mentioned between her and Ellen, but the very\navoidance of it was significant. It was not in Rosemary's nature to" ], [ "\"Ellen,\" she said, \"Una Meredith has just been here to ask me to marry\nher father.\"\n\nEllen looked up and read her sister's face.", "\"Ellen,\" she said desperately, \"I love John Meredith--I want to be his\nwife. Will you set me free from that promise?\"\n\n\"No,\" said Ellen, merciless, because she was sick from fear.", "\"Then,\" said Ellen coldly, and determinedly, \"I shall not marry him. I\nshall not leave you here alone. That is all there is to be said about\nit.\"\n\n\"Nonsense, Ellen.\"", "intentions in regard to anything. He always did his courting before the\npublic. He told Marshall that he hadn't thought about Ellen for years,\nbut the first time he went to church last fall he saw her and fell in", "Norman Douglas these days, believe ME. He's so tickled that he's\ngoing to marry Ellen West after wanting her all his life. If _I_ was", "Rosemary assented at once, quite willing to humour Ellen. What did it\nmatter? She knew quite well she would never want to marry any one. Her", "when he was proposing to another woman. And Ellen was always around. She\ndid not insist on talking to Mr. Meredith herself all the time. She let", "\"Ellen, Mr. Meredith was here this evening.\"\n\n\"Yes?\"\n\n\"And--and--he asked me to marry him.\"", "\"Never. He despises me--and rightly. No more of this, Ellen. I bear you\nno grudge--marry whom you like. But no meddling in my affairs.\"", "love had gone down with Martin Crawford to the deeps of the sea; and\nwithout love she could not marry any one. So she promised readily,\nthough Ellen made rather a fearsome rite of it. They clasped hands over", "home. Had he asked Rosemary to marry him? And after what fashion had\nshe made her refusal known? Ellen felt that she would never know this,\nthough she was quite curious. She was sure Rosemary would never tell", "caller. His name was never mentioned between her and Ellen, but the very\navoidance of it was significant. It was not in Rosemary's nature to", "He did not precisely object to Ellen being there. He liked Ellen\nWest very much and they were the best of friends. Ellen had an almost", "\"We won't speak about that,\" said Rosemary hurriedly and decidedly.\n\n\"But--but,\" persisted Ellen, \"you are free now, too--and it's not too\nlate--John Meredith--\"", "Elliott,' he said, in that gentle, saintly way of his. 'I suppose so,'\nI said, 'or I wouldn't be advising you to marry again.' Then he looked", "\"I won't have you always,\" Ellen had said, breaking her silence with\nharsh intensity. \"You will marry and leave me. I shall be left all\nalone. I cannot bear the thought--I CANNOT. I would rather die.\"", "just to spite Ellen, I haven't a doubt. So like a man! Hester was a nice\nlittle thing, but she never had much spirit and he broke what little she", "Elliott, and had been Mrs. Marshall Elliott for thirteen years, but even\nyet more people referred to her as Miss Cornelia than as Mrs.", "happily, undisturbed by any thought of marrying or giving in marriage.\nTheir promise sat very lightly on them. Ellen never failed to remind her\nsister of it whenever any eligible male creature crossed their paths,", "Mrs. Marshall Elliott was his good friend and he liked her. But when she\nhad bluntly told him he should marry again he felt as if she had torn" ], [ "caller. His name was never mentioned between her and Ellen, but the very\navoidance of it was significant. It was not in Rosemary's nature to", "\"Rosemary.\" Ellen clenched her hands and took an involuntary step\nforward. \"Do you mean to tell me that you accepted him?\"\n\n\"No--no.\"", "was paying to Rosemary's charm. \"Ellen has always kept her down, so to\nspeak. She has tyrannized over her, and yet she has always indulged", "Ellen West was ten years older than Rosemary, and so different from her\nthat it was hard to believe they were sisters. She was dark and massive,", "Ellen went softly in. As she opened the hall door Rosemary came out of\nthe room. She was flushed and breathless. An atmosphere of stress and\npassion hung about her like a garment.", "\"Why aren't you in bed, Rosemary?\" demanded Ellen.\n\n\"Come in here,\" said Rosemary intensely. \"I want to tell you something.\"", "But she dared not resent Rosemary's speech--poor Ellen dared not\nresent anything just then. And it was the first time Rosemary had ever", "seemed to bear Ellen no grudge. It was stormy, so no mention was made of\ngoing to church. In the afternoon Rosemary shut herself in her room and", "Rosemary and Ellen are pretty well off. Rosemary doesn't really need to\ngive music lessons. She does it because she likes to. They are distantly", "\"Oh, Rosemary,\" Ellen looked up in distress, \"I'm so ashamed--I don't\ndeserve it--after all I said to you--\"", "Ellen considered philandering, Ellen promptly nipped that tendency in\nthe bud and blotted Rosemary out for the rest of the evening. But not\neven the grimmest of amiable dragons can altogether prevent a certain", "Rosemary quivered. Ellen could not, or would not, understand. There was\nno use arguing with her.\n\n\"So you won't release me, Ellen?\"", "would end, Rosemary believed, by his dragging Ellen off with him some\nday, and Rosemary felt that she would be almost glad when it happened.\nExistence would be horribly lonely then, but it would be no longer", "\"I will never marry,\" said Rosemary, \"never, Ellen.\"\n\nEllen bent forward and looked searchingly into Rosemary's eyes.", "Once, when Ellen had sat all day, refusing either to speak or eat,\nRosemary had flung herself on her knees by her sister's side.", "home. Had he asked Rosemary to marry him? And after what fashion had\nshe made her refusal known? Ellen felt that she would never know this,\nthough she was quite curious. She was sure Rosemary would never tell", "\"Yes? What did you say?\" asked Ellen, trying to speak naturally and\noff-handedly, and failing completely. She could not meet Rosemary's", "Rosemary quivered. Ellen's speech was like a blow to her. It rubbed all\nthe bloom off the pleasant evening. But she would not let Ellen see how\nit hurt her.", "Ellen's condition improved from that hour. She soon regained her normal\ncheery poise. For ten years she and Rosemary lived in the old house", "Rosemary assented at once, quite willing to humour Ellen. What did it\nmatter? She knew quite well she would never want to marry any one. Her" ], [ "\"Marilla is eighty-five,\" said Anne with a sigh. \"Her hair is\nsnow-white. But, strange to say, her eyesight is better than it was when\nshe was sixty.\"", "\"Shirley is in bed and Jem and Walter and the twins are down in their\nbeloved Rainbow Valley,\" said Anne. \"They just came home this afternoon,", "\"We had,\" agreed Anne. \"It was the fulfilment of years of dreams. The\nold world is very lovely and very wonderful. But we have come back very\nwell satisfied with our own land. Canada is the finest country in the\nworld, Miss Cornelia.\"", "Miss Cornelia was going up to Ingleside to see Dr. and Mrs. Blythe, who\nwere just home from Europe. They had been away for three months, having", "Susan Baker and the Anne Shirley of other days saw her coming, as they\nsat on the big veranda at Ingleside, enjoying the charm of the cat's", "There was a faint chill in the air of the early September evening, so\nAnne had lighted her ever ready fire of driftwood in the big living\nroom, and she and Miss Cornelia basked in its fairy flicker.", "\"Perhaps I do spoil them a little,\" said Anne contritely, \"but, oh,\nGilbert, when I think of my own childhood before I came to Green Gables", "Elliott, and had been Mrs. Marshall Elliott for thirteen years, but even\nyet more people referred to her as Miss Cornelia than as Mrs.", "\"You need not tell me anything but that it was old Martha's fault,\nMrs. Dr. dear.\" she told Anne. \"I suppose that poor little child had no", "\"Well, you kids have gone and done it now,\" was Mary's greeting, as she\njoined them in the Valley. Miss Cornelia was up at Ingleside, holding", "\"This thing has gone far enough, Anne dearie,\" said Miss Cornelia\nresolutely. \"Something must be done. WHO is this creature who is staying\nat the manse and where does she come from?\"", "They poured out the history of their little pasts. The manse children\nheard of Avonlea and Green Gables, of Rainbow Valley traditions, and", "\"AND the doctor's son!\" said Anne, mimicking Miss Cornelia's tone. Then\nshe laughed. \"Dear Miss Cornelia, they're only little children. And", "\"Take her--and we'll consider them afterwards, Cornelia,\" said her\nhusband.\n\nIn the end Miss Cornelia did take her and went up to announce her\ndecision to the Ingleside people first.", "\"When all is said and done, they DO,\" admitted Miss Cornelia. \"And that\nbalances everything. Anyway, we've got them now and we must just do the", "\"Do you know, dear Miss Cornelia,\" said Anne seriously, \"I think we have\nall been making too many excuses. It is very foolish and we ought to", "Anne led the way to the veranda, where Susan was knitting, with Shirley\nand Rilla conning their primers on either side. Susan was already on", "\"Why, he's away, Anne dearie--he's been away to New Brunswick for a\nweek. And that young scalawag of a Joe Vickers is editing the _Journal_", "\"It is so delightful--especially in regard to Mr. Meredith and\nRosemary,\" said Anne. \"I'm as happy in the thought of it, as I was when", "three blessed months of him all to herself. Nevertheless, Susan was very\nglad to find herself back at Ingleside, with all her darlings around her" ], [ "\"AND the doctor's son!\" said Anne, mimicking Miss Cornelia's tone. Then\nshe laughed. \"Dear Miss Cornelia, they're only little children. And", "\"Shirley is in bed and Jem and Walter and the twins are down in their\nbeloved Rainbow Valley,\" said Anne. \"They just came home this afternoon,", "\"Marilla is eighty-five,\" said Anne with a sigh. \"Her hair is\nsnow-white. But, strange to say, her eyesight is better than it was when\nshe was sixty.\"", "\"He had only ten children, Susan,\" explained Miss Cornelia, with\ncontemptuous patience. \"And ten good children would not be much worse", "\"Perhaps I do spoil them a little,\" said Anne contritely, \"but, oh,\nGilbert, when I think of my own childhood before I came to Green Gables", "The ten year old Ingleside twins violated twin tradition by not looking\nin the least alike. Anne, who was always called Nan, was very pretty,", "\"There are four children, you say?\" asked Anne, beginning to mother them\nalready in her heart.", "\"Where are the other children?\" asked Miss Cornelia, when the first\ngreetings--cordial on her side, rapturous on Anne's, and dignified on\nSusan's--were over.", "There was a faint chill in the air of the early September evening, so\nAnne had lighted her ever ready fire of driftwood in the big living\nroom, and she and Miss Cornelia basked in its fairy flicker.", "\"Splendid!\" said Anne delightedly. \"I've been hoping you would do that\nvery thing, Miss Cornelia. I want that poor child to get a good home. I\nwas a homeless little orphan just like her once.\"", "Rosemary herded the three distracted creatures to the Ingleside veranda.\nGilbert and Anne were both away, having also gone to the House of\nDreams, but Susan appeared in the doorway, gaunt and practical and\nunghostlike.", "\"We had,\" agreed Anne. \"It was the fulfilment of years of dreams. The\nold world is very lovely and very wonderful. But we have come back very\nwell satisfied with our own land. Canada is the finest country in the\nworld, Miss Cornelia.\"", "Anne's daughters should need a \"setting-out.\" There were jolly playmates\nthere, too--\"Uncle\" Davy's children and \"Aunt\" Diana's children. They", "Anne led the way to the veranda, where Susan was knitting, with Shirley\nand Rilla conning their primers on either side. Susan was already on", "\"Take her--and we'll consider them afterwards, Cornelia,\" said her\nhusband.\n\nIn the end Miss Cornelia did take her and went up to announce her\ndecision to the Ingleside people first.", "\"You need not tell me anything but that it was old Martha's fault,\nMrs. Dr. dear.\" she told Anne. \"I suppose that poor little child had no", "\"Well, you kids have gone and done it now,\" was Mary's greeting, as she\njoined them in the Valley. Miss Cornelia was up at Ingleside, holding", "\"I understood she was a little girl from over-harbour who was visiting\nat the manse,\" answered Anne, who saw the comical side of the codfish\nchase and secretly thought Rilla was rather vain and needed a lesson or\ntwo.", "They poured out the history of their little pasts. The manse children\nheard of Avonlea and Green Gables, of Rainbow Valley traditions, and", "\"The poor little thing,\" said Anne, picturing one of her own dear\nbabies, cold and hungry and alone in such circumstances. \"If she has" ], [ "I've been questioning your children and the Blythes, and from what I can\nmake out there's nothing much to be said against the child except that", "The Blythe children went up to Ingleside, except Jem, who slipped away\nfor a few moments on a solitary expedition to a remote corner of Rainbow", "Blythes to see Jem about something, and Mary Vance went around that way\nhome. So Faith and Una and Carl had to go back to the manse alone. They", "\"I liked their looks,\" said Faith. The manse children had been at the\nstation that afternoon when the Blythe small fry had arrived. \"I liked\nJem's looks ESPECIALLY.\"", "CHAPTER III. THE INGLESIDE CHILDREN", "such chums as the Blythes. Her little heart had been wrung when they\nhad left Maywater--she had shed many bitter tears when she parted with", "\"Why, thanks,\" said Mary, rather taken by surprise. To the Blythe girls,\nafter Una had gone, she said, \"Ain't she a queer little mite? But I've\nalways said she had a good heart.\"", "She was taken to Rainbow Valley that afternoon and introduced to the\nBlythes as \"a friend of ours from over-harbour who is visiting us.\" The", "\"I wish we had something for dinner besides ditto,\" sighed Una. \"I'm so\ntired of it. The Blythe children don't know what ditto is. And we NEVER", "Una's little pearl-pure face gleamed up at her beseechingly from the\nmanse pew. The Blythe children were lost in amazement. Back under the", "Rilla Blythe walked proudly, and perhaps a little primly, through the\nmain \"street\" of the Glen and up the manse hill, carefully carrying", "When school came out they always went to Rainbow Valley. Mary refused to\nplay in the graveyard. She declared she was afraid of ghosts.\n\n\"There's no such thing as ghosts,\" declared Jem Blythe.", "Next day in school was a hard one for Faith. Mary Vance had told the\ntale of Adam, and all the scholars, except the Blythes, thought it quite", "The ten year old Ingleside twins violated twin tradition by not looking\nin the least alike. Anne, who was always called Nan, was very pretty,", "savory lure that ever grew stronger. A few minutes later they arrived\nbreathlessly in the sanctum sanctorum of Rainbow Valley where the Blythe\nchildren were just about to give thanks and eat.", "Diana Blythe, known as Di, was very like her mother, with gray-green\neyes that always shone with a peculiar lustre and brilliancy in the", "of Jerry's jews-harp and having guessed that the Blythes were there and\nfun afoot. Una had no wish to go. She sought her own room first where", "In daytime the Blythe children liked very well to play in the rich, soft\ngreens and glooms of the big maple grove between Ingleside and the Glen", "Faith was inclined to resent the fact that people laughed at her for\npetting a rooster. She liked the Blythes because they accepted it\nwithout question.", "Walter Blythe. She would not have blamed the angel and she did not blame\nWalter Blythe. But she wished that sturdy Jem or Jerry had been there" ], [ "left in February to attend a famous medical congress in London; and\ncertain things, which Miss Cornelia was anxious to discuss, had taken\nplace in the Glen during their absence. For one thing, there was a new", "\"Take her--and we'll consider them afterwards, Cornelia,\" said her\nhusband.\n\nIn the end Miss Cornelia did take her and went up to announce her\ndecision to the Ingleside people first.", "\"Why, he's away, Anne dearie--he's been away to New Brunswick for a\nweek. And that young scalawag of a Joe Vickers is editing the _Journal_", "\"We had,\" agreed Anne. \"It was the fulfilment of years of dreams. The\nold world is very lovely and very wonderful. But we have come back very\nwell satisfied with our own land. Canada is the finest country in the\nworld, Miss Cornelia.\"", "Miss Cornelia was going up to Ingleside to see Dr. and Mrs. Blythe, who\nwere just home from Europe. They had been away for three months, having", "Miss Cornelia came up to Ingleside that evening to relieve her feelings\nover Sunday night. To her surprise she found that Anne did not view\nFaith's performance in quite the same light as she did.", "\"This thing has gone far enough, Anne dearie,\" said Miss Cornelia\nresolutely. \"Something must be done. WHO is this creature who is staying\nat the manse and where does she come from?\"", "There was a faint chill in the air of the early September evening, so\nAnne had lighted her ever ready fire of driftwood in the big living\nroom, and she and Miss Cornelia basked in its fairy flicker.", "Miss Cornelia and Susan were in the living room when Anne came\ndownstairs, and listened to the story with much enjoyment. Susan in\nparticular was highly gratified.", "\"You need not tell me anything but that it was old Martha's fault,\nMrs. Dr. dear.\" she told Anne. \"I suppose that poor little child had no", "again. Ingleside was her world and in it she reigned supreme. Even Anne\nseldom questioned her decisions, much to the disgust of Mrs. Rachel", "\"I understood she was a little girl from over-harbour who was visiting\nat the manse,\" answered Anne, who saw the comical side of the codfish\nchase and secretly thought Rilla was rather vain and needed a lesson or\ntwo.", "in view of Miss Cornelia's face. That good lady was staring helplessly\nat Anne, apparently engulfed in billows of new ideas. But she came up\nwith a gasp and struck out for shore gallantly.", "Mary Vance, whom Mrs. Elliott had sent up to the manse on an errand,\ncame tripping down Rainbow Valley on her way to Ingleside where she was", "Rosemary herded the three distracted creatures to the Ingleside veranda.\nGilbert and Anne were both away, having also gone to the House of\nDreams, but Susan appeared in the doorway, gaunt and practical and\nunghostlike.", "her. But I don't encourage her in gadding. Besides, I miss the creature\nwhen she isn't around, Anne dearie. I never thought I'd get so fond of", "\"Oh, Mary, I've news for you. Mrs. Elliott has been over-harbour and\nwhat do you think she found out? Mrs. Wiley is dead--she was found dead", "\"Splendid!\" said Anne delightedly. \"I've been hoping you would do that\nvery thing, Miss Cornelia. I want that poor child to get a good home. I\nwas a homeless little orphan just like her once.\"", "\"Shirley is in bed and Jem and Walter and the twins are down in their\nbeloved Rainbow Valley,\" said Anne. \"They just came home this afternoon,", "three blessed months of him all to herself. Nevertheless, Susan was very\nglad to find herself back at Ingleside, with all her darlings around her" ], [ "off and pays the most of any one to the salary. I have heard that she\nsays the Merediths are the worst brought up children she ever saw.\"", "The people of his congregation said that Mr. Meredith spoiled his\nchildren. Very likely he did. It is certain that he could not bear to", "\"Children,\" said Mr. Meredith, \"I have heard something that has pained\nme very much. Is it true that you sat out in the graveyard all last", "that she would never pay another cent to Mr. Meredith's salary. Of\ncourse, most people say that the children offended her, but somehow I", "\"Because nobody ever supposed you cared anything about any of your\nchildren,\" retorted Mrs. Davis contemptuously. \"You neglect them", "The Meredith children were given to \"sitting all over the church\" in\nthis fashion and a great many people thought it very improper. The\ngallery especially, where irresponsible lads congregated and were known", "\"Those manse children will starve to death yet if Mr. Meredith doesn't\nget married,\" Miss Cornelia told her husband indignantly after Una", "any of the Methodists could afford. The Meredith children hated it,\nwithout just knowing why, but they loved the old, flat, bench-like", "for any other purpose. Thither the Meredith children trooped, and\nprowled about the ground floor for several minutes.", "John Meredith groaned and resumed his pacing up and down the dusty,\ndisordered room. What could he do? He loved his children as deeply as", "scandalously. It is the talk of the place. They aren't fed and dressed\nproperly, and they're not trained at all. They have no more manners than", "\"She is just hungry, you know--she didn't eat a thing to-day--none of us\ndid--we were all fasting.\"\n\n\"Fasting!\" said Mr. Meredith, and \"Fasting?\" said the doctor.", "It was not quite as bad as Mr. Meredith had feared, but it was quite bad\nenough. \"I must punish you, Carl,\" he said sorrowfully.\n\n\"Yes, I know, father.\"", "Meredith girl seemed a very shy, sulky little thing, without manners\nenough to speak when she was spoken to. But nothing worse came of it,\nand generally their penances did no harm to themselves or anybody else.", "\"My child, I don't want you to punish yourselves for that,\" said Mr.\nMeredith in distress. \"I gave you your little scolding--and you were all\npenitent--and I forgave you.\"", "\"There's NO Mrs. Meredith. That is just the trouble. Mr. Meredith is\na widower. His wife died four years ago. If we had known that I don't", "glance over his children before they went to church and see that they\nwere quite properly clothed. I'm tired making excuses for him, believe\nME.\"", "children. As silently as she had come in she slipped out and closed the\ndoor. John Meredith went on talking out his pain in what he deemed his\nundisturbed solitude.", "Aunt Martha might be, and was, a very poor housekeeper; the Rev. John\nKnox Meredith might be, and was, a very absent-minded, indulgent man.", "Meredith had had a bad time getting a switch to suit him. He cut one,\nthen felt it was too slender. Carl had done a really indefensible thing." ], [ "The people of his congregation said that Mr. Meredith spoiled his\nchildren. Very likely he did. It is certain that he could not bear to", "\"Children,\" said Mr. Meredith, \"I have heard something that has pained\nme very much. Is it true that you sat out in the graveyard all last", "The Meredith children were given to \"sitting all over the church\" in\nthis fashion and a great many people thought it very improper. The\ngallery especially, where irresponsible lads congregated and were known", "\"I wish Mr. Meredith didn't preach quite so well and looked after his\nfamily a little better,\" retorted Miss Cornelia. \"He could at least", "But Mr. Meredith did no combing down or pitching into. He sat down and\ngathered his small culprits close to him and talked a little to them,", "One of Mr. Meredith's parishioners had presented him with them one\nday, perhaps in lieu of the subscription he was supposed to pay to the", "the study as he so often was. He would not feel alone then. But that\nnight Mr. Meredith had been summoned to the fishing village at the", "It was not quite as bad as Mr. Meredith had feared, but it was quite bad\nenough. \"I must punish you, Carl,\" he said sorrowfully.\n\n\"Yes, I know, father.\"", "Miss Cornelia did Mr. Meredith an injustice in thinking he would soon\nforget what she had told him. He went home much disturbed and when the", "that she would never pay another cent to Mr. Meredith's salary. Of\ncourse, most people say that the children offended her, but somehow I", "well read and he judges sermons as he would lectures. Anyhow, it's well\nhe backs up Mr. Meredith and the children as he does, for they'll need", "\"Meredith, hey? One of the parson's youngsters, hey? I've heard of\nyou--I've heard of you! Riding on pigs and breaking the Sabbath! A nice", "\"There goes your pa,\" said Mary as Mr. Meredith passed them, \"and never\nseeing us no more'n if we weren't here. Well, I'm getting so's I don't", "Mr. Meredith returned home the next afternoon, but before his coming\nFaith contrived to scandalize Glen St. Mary again. In the reaction from", "Mr. Meredith was wide enough awake by this time. There was a faint flush\nin his pale cheek and a dangerous light in his fine dark eyes. Was this", "John Meredith groaned and resumed his pacing up and down the dusty,\ndisordered room. What could he do? He loved his children as deeply as", "wanted to see him. Mr. Meredith sighed. Mrs. Davis was the only woman in\nGlen St. Mary church whom he positively detested. Unfortunately, she", "\"So you liked Miss West, Faith?\" Mr. Meredith asked, with a rather odd\nintonation.\n\n\"I love her,\" cried Faith.\n\n\"Ah!\" said Mr. Meredith. \"Ah!\"", "Rainbow Valley he encountered Mr. Meredith, who was coming home from an\nafternoon call on the Miss Wests. That reverend gentleman looked gravely\nat him.", "our minister and his family. Mr. Meredith is the best preacher Glen\nSt. Mary church ever had. Moreover, he is a sincere, earnest teacher of" ], [ "I've been questioning your children and the Blythes, and from what I can\nmake out there's nothing much to be said against the child except that", "Blythes to see Jem about something, and Mary Vance went around that way\nhome. So Faith and Una and Carl had to go back to the manse alone. They", "cheerfully at Faith and Una. Faith and Una grinned cheerfully back. They\nknew Lida slightly, having met her once or twice the preceding summer\nwhen they had gone down the harbour with the Blythes.", "of the little house by the harbour shore where Jem had been born. The\nIngleside children heard of Maywater, where the Merediths had lived", "of Jerry's jews-harp and having guessed that the Blythes were there and\nfun afoot. Una had no wish to go. She sought her own room first where", "She was taken to Rainbow Valley that afternoon and introduced to the\nBlythes as \"a friend of ours from over-harbour who is visiting us.\" The", "know her very well--just well enough to speak to when they met. And she\ndid not want to see any one just then--except Mrs. Blythe. She knew her", "As Mr. Meredith went through his gate Dr. Blythe and Mrs. Blythe drove\npast on the road that led to Lowbridge. The minister's face fell. Mrs.", "above that of the others. John Meredith looked after them kindly\nand longingly. He was glad that his children had such chums as the", "for any other purpose. Thither the Meredith children trooped, and\nprowled about the ground floor for several minutes.", "\"I liked their looks,\" said Faith. The manse children had been at the\nstation that afternoon when the Blythe small fry had arrived. \"I liked\nJem's looks ESPECIALLY.\"", "Miss Cornelia was going up to Ingleside to see Dr. and Mrs. Blythe, who\nwere just home from Europe. They had been away for three months, having", "\"Likely it was an owl,\" said Susan, unstirred.\n\nAn owl! The Meredith children never had any opinion of Susan's\nintelligence after that!", "such chums as the Blythes. Her little heart had been wrung when they\nhad left Maywater--she had shed many bitter tears when she parted with", "They poured out the history of their little pasts. The manse children\nheard of Avonlea and Green Gables, of Rainbow Valley traditions, and", "Mr. Meredith rushed to the telephone. In ten minutes Dr. Blythe was\nat the manse. Half an hour later a wire was sent to town for a trained", "The Blythe children went up to Ingleside, except Jem, who slipped away\nfor a few moments on a solitary expedition to a remote corner of Rainbow", "\"Those manse children will starve to death yet if Mr. Meredith doesn't\nget married,\" Miss Cornelia told her husband indignantly after Una", "her lap, and letting Mr. Meredith and Rosemary talk and sing and read\nbooks together. Sometimes they quite forgot her presence. But if their\nconversation or choice of duets ever betrayed the least tendency to what", "\"Why, the Blythes were in that as well as us,\" cried Faith, indignantly.\n\"It was Nan Blythe who suggested it in the first place. And Walter took\nthe prize.\"" ], [ "Blythes to see Jem about something, and Mary Vance went around that way\nhome. So Faith and Una and Carl had to go back to the manse alone. They", "of Jerry's jews-harp and having guessed that the Blythes were there and\nfun afoot. Una had no wish to go. She sought her own room first where", "Mary Vance, whom Mrs. Elliott had sent up to the manse on an errand,\ncame tripping down Rainbow Valley on her way to Ingleside where she was", "When school came out they always went to Rainbow Valley. Mary refused to\nplay in the graveyard. She declared she was afraid of ghosts.\n\n\"There's no such thing as ghosts,\" declared Jem Blythe.", "\"Well, you kids have gone and done it now,\" was Mary's greeting, as she\njoined them in the Valley. Miss Cornelia was up at Ingleside, holding", "Miss Cornelia was going up to Ingleside to see Dr. and Mrs. Blythe, who\nwere just home from Europe. They had been away for three months, having", "On the evening after Mrs. Myra Murray of the over-harbour section had\nbeen buried Miss Cornelia and Mary Vance came up to Ingleside. There", "CHAPTER VI. MARY STAYS AT THE MANSE\n\nThe manse children took Mary Vance to church with them the next day. At\nfirst Mary objected to the idea.", "V. The Advent of Mary Vanse\n VI. Mary Stays at the Manse\n VII. A Fishy Episode\n VIII. Miss Cornelia Intervenes", "that evening. Jem Blythe was away in Charlottetown, writing on his\nentrance examinations. Jerry and Walter Blythe were off for a sail on", "\"I suppose they're mad over something,\" said Faith. \"Perhaps they're\njealous because we play so much in Rainbow Valley with the Blythes.", "\"They are all crazy about Rainbow Valley. Mary Vance thinks it's the\nonly place in the world. She'd be off up here every evening if I'd let", "Next day in school was a hard one for Faith. Mary Vance had told the\ntale of Adam, and all the scholars, except the Blythes, thought it quite", "come; the butcher called at the manse and chased famine away. To crown\nall, the Blythes returned home, and that evening they and the manse", "\"I'd like it to be just like Rainbow Valley,\" said Mary, \"with all you\nkids to gas and play with. THAT'S good enough for me. Anyhow, we can't", "glamorous harbour of the September sunset. Mary Vance sat beside her,\nknitting meekly. Mary's heart was down in the Rainbow Valley, whence", "\"Shirley is in bed and Jem and Walter and the twins are down in their\nbeloved Rainbow Valley,\" said Anne. \"They just came home this afternoon,", "\"I'm going over to Ingleside to have a talk with Mrs. Blythe,\" she\nsobbed. \"SHE won't laugh at me, as everybody else does. I've just GOT to", "such chums as the Blythes. Her little heart had been wrung when they\nhad left Maywater--she had shed many bitter tears when she parted with", "cheerfully at Faith and Una. Faith and Una grinned cheerfully back. They\nknew Lida slightly, having met her once or twice the preceding summer\nwhen they had gone down the harbour with the Blythes." ], [ "\"Why don't you bring yourselves up?\" suggested Jem. \"I'll tell you what\nto do. Form a Good-Conduct Club and punish yourselves every time you do\nanything that's not right.\"", "For a fortnight things ran smoothly in the Good-Conduct Club. It seemed\nto work admirably. Not once was Jem Blythe called in as umpire. Not once", "Now, we all understand, don't we? This is a Good-Conduct Club, for the\npurpose of bringing ourselves up. We agree to punish ourselves for bad", "The Good-Conduct Club would help you to think, if you were fair and\nhonest about punishing yourselves when you broke the rules. You'd have", "The Good-Conduct Club had a special session the next morning before\nschool. After various suggestions, it was decided that a fast day would\nbe an appropriate punishment.", "Good-Conduct Club sessions for her lack of thought. \"We're sorry,\nFather--truly, we are. Pitch into us hard--we deserve a regular combing\ndown.\"", "CHAPTER XXIII. THE GOOD-CONDUCT CLUB", "\"We've got to be fair and square, as Jem says,\" said Jerry. \"This is a\nclub to bring ourselves up, seeing there's nobody else to do it. There's", "\"They say Jem Blythe stuck out his tongue at her once and she would\nnever have his father again, even when her husband was dying,\" said\nJerry. \"I wonder what the Blythe gang will be like.\"", "\"Yes, but we had to be punished,\" explained Faith. \"It's our rule--in\nour Good-Conduct Club, you know--if we do anything wrong, or anything", "\"Let's,\" said Faith; and when Jem was gone they agreed they would. \"If\nthings aren't right we've just got to make them right,\" said Faith,\nresolutely.", "\"I dare say somebody's been worrying him about us to-day,\" said Faith.\n\"I wish we COULD get along without making people talk. Oh--Jem Blythe!\nHow you scared me!\"", "themselves, because they had no artillery to do it, so Jem says. Jem is\npassing through the stage where all boys hanker to be soldiers.\"", "\"No. He was staying there to punish himself for cowardice in that affair\nof the Warren ghost. It seems they have a club for bringing themselves\nup, and they punish themselves when they do wrong. Jerry told Mr.\nMeredith all about it.\"", "In school, where Jem was a chieftain, Walter was not thought highly of.\nHe was supposed to be \"girly\" and milk-soppish, because he never fought", "\"We can ask Jem Blythe to be umpire. He is the squarest boy in Glen St.\nMary. But I guess we can settle our own affairs mostly. We want to keep", "\"You suggested the soap-bubble party,\" said Faith.\n\n\"But that was before we'd formed the club,\" said Jerry hastily.\n\"Everything starts from to-night.\"", "He hated the idea. It was rough and painful--and, worst of all, it\nwas ugly. He never could understand Jem's exultation in an occasional", "that evening. Jem Blythe was away in Charlottetown, writing on his\nentrance examinations. Jerry and Walter Blythe were off for a sail on", "ears nice enough to please Susan. But he had a standing feud with Susan\nbecause she would not give up calling him Little Jem. It was outrageous,\nthought thirteen-year-old Jem. Mother had more sense." ], [ "\"Ellen,\" she said, \"Una Meredith has just been here to ask me to marry\nher father.\"\n\nEllen looked up and read her sister's face.", "\"So you liked Miss West, Faith?\" Mr. Meredith asked, with a rather odd\nintonation.\n\n\"I love her,\" cried Faith.\n\n\"Ah!\" said Mr. Meredith. \"Ah!\"", "\"Why, Mr. Meredith,\" she said in astonishment. \"You must be cr--you\ncan't mean it. You must think it over--think of all the advantages I can\ngive her.\"", "him, 'You ought to marry again, Mr. Meredith.' He looked as shocked as\nif I had suggested something improper. 'My wife is in her grave, Mrs.", "\"Ellen, Mr. Meredith was here this evening.\"\n\n\"Yes?\"\n\n\"And--and--he asked me to marry him.\"", "had said, in his far from subtle hint. For the moment John Meredith\nhad had a perfectly unbelievable desire to rush madly away and propose\nmarriage to the youngest, most unsuitable woman it was possible to", "\"Ellen,\" she said desperately, \"I love John Meredith--I want to be his\nwife. Will you set me free from that promise?\"\n\n\"No,\" said Ellen, merciless, because she was sick from fear.", "him to do was to marry. But common sense was not the strong point of\nJohn Meredith, and to choose out, deliberately and cold-bloodedly,", "which Mr. Meredith had not read and wished to read. She offered to lend\nit to him and when they reached the old homestead on the hill he went in\nto get it.", "and John Meredith would as soon have thought of marrying any one of them\nas of hanging himself. He had some ideals to which no seeming necessity", "\"It seems to me--if I may presume to say so--that Mr. Meredith is too\nshy to go courting a second wife,\" said Susan solemnly.", "Mr. Meredith was wide enough awake by this time. There was a faint flush\nin his pale cheek and a dangerous light in his fine dark eyes. Was this", "and foolish. The glow went out of her face and the lustre out of her\neyes. John Meredith had not the slightest intention of asking her to\nmarry him.", "refreshing. It might be that she could suggest some solution of his\nproblems. And even if she could not Mr. Meredith felt that he needed\na little decent human companionship after his dose of Mrs.", "\"That will do, woman!\" said Mr. Meredith. He stood up and looked at Mrs.\nDavis with eyes that made her quail. \"That will do,\" he repeated. \"I", "Mr. Meredith shut the door meekly. Then he sat down before Mrs. Davis.\nHe was not wholly aware of her yet. His mind was still wrestling with", "Even the Hill girls balk at that. They haven't been found laying traps\nfor Mr. Meredith. Elizabeth would make him a good wife if he only", "\"Besides,\" said Miss Cornelia, \"we were anxious to get settled. And Mr.\nMeredith was the first candidate we were all agreed on. Somebody had", "\"There's NO Mrs. Meredith. That is just the trouble. Mr. Meredith is\na widower. His wife died four years ago. If we had known that I don't", "John Meredith was a little surprised. He was not vainer than any man has\na right to be, but he had expected that Rosemary West would say yes." ] ]

[ "What is John Meredith's profession?", "What is the name of the children's club?", "Why does Ellen forbid Rosemary from marrying?", "Who tells Una that stepmothers are mean?", "Who becomes ill with pneumonia?", "Where do the children play?", "What is the name of the orphan girl who is rescued from starvation?", "Where does Una faint after fasting?", "Who does Mary Vance go to live with?", "What is Carl's full name?", "What is the hollow where the children play called?", "What illness did Carl get after spending the night in a graveyard?", "Why did Una faint in church?", "What club do the Meredith children form to help them behave?", "What is Mr. Meredith's job?", "Who does Mr. Meredith fall in love with?", "What promise did Rosemary and Ellen make to each other?", "Who does Ellen marry?", "Who is Ellen to Rosemary?", "How long have Anne Shirley and Gilbert Blythe been married?", "How many children do Anne and Gilbert have?", "What are the names of the Blythe children?", "Anne returns from a trip to London to find news?", "Why haven't the Meredith children been brought up properly?", "Why do the villagers question Mr. Meredith's parenting and minister abilities?", "What do the Blythes know about the Meredith children?", "Where do the Blythes, Merediths and Mary Vance often gather and play?", "Why does Jem Blythe form the 'Good-Conduct Club'?", "Who does Mr. Meredith want to marry?" ]

[ [ "Minister", "minister " ], [ "The Good-Conduct Club", "Good-Conduct club" ], [ "They had agreed years earlier to never leave one another.", "She forbids Rosemary from marrying John Meredith." ], [ "Mary Vance", "Mary Vance." ], [ "Carl", "Carl" ], [ "A hollow called Rainbow Valley", "In a hollow called Rainbow Valley." ], [ "Mary Vance", "Mary Vance." ], [ "The church", "church" ], [ "Mrs. Marshall Elliott", "Mrs. Marshall Elliott" ], [ "Thomas Carlyle", "thomas carlyle" ], [ "Rainbow Valley", "Rainbow Valley" ], [ "Pneumonia", "Pneumonia." ], [ "She fasted all day", "She had been fasting all day." ], [ "The Good-Conduct Club", "the Good Conduct Club." ], [ "Minister", "minister" ], [ "Rosemary West", "Rosemary West" ], [ "Never to leave each other after their parents deaths", "Never to leave each other alone. " ], [ "Norman Douglas", "norman douglas" ], [ "Her sister", "Ellen is Rosemary's sister." ], [ "15 years", "For 15 years." ], [ "Six", "six" ], [ "Jem, Walter, Nan, Shirley, Di and Rilla", "jem, walter, nan, di, shirley, rilla" ], [ "A new minister has arrived in Glen Saint Mary.", "a new minister has arrived" ], [ "Their mother died.", "Their mom is dead and their dad gets caught up with religious matters a lot." ], [ "The Meredith children get in a lot of trouble.", "The only hear about the children when they are in trouble. " ], [ "The know the Meredith children are loyal and kind.", "That they are loyal and kind." ], [ "Rainbow Valley", "Rainbow Valley. " ], [ "To help the Meredith children behave better?", "to help the Merediths behave" ], [ "Rosemary West", "Rosemary West" ] ]

[ [ "ELIZABETH SHORT\n Elizabeth Short. Betty. Beth...Elizabeth.\n\n MAN (O.S)\n Relax, Elizabeth.", "BUCKY\n It's about Elizabeth Short.", "Elizabeth Short sits on a tiny chair in a cheap office. She's\n dressed for an audition, overly made up and nervous.\n\n MAN (O.S.)\n Your name please?", "The cops look to each other, hesitant to speak her name.\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n Elizabeth Short.", "A baby spotlight catches her face; a fleeting resemblance to \n Elizabeth Short.\n\n Bucky takes a deep breath, counts to ten and then goes out\n after the woman.", "INT. THE HOMICIDE BULLPEN - MORNING\n\n Bucky walks in reading the Herald front page: A picture of\n Elizabeth Short in a striking black dress. Underneath:\"The\n Black Dahlia\".", "The note: \"Girl ID'd as Elizabeth Ann Short, DOB\n 7/29/24, Medford, Mass.\"\n\n The coroner steps back from the table.", "It is eerily reminiscent of Elizabeth Short's death wound.\n\n Spooked, Bucky pulls his eyes away and settles them on nearby\n family photos--two young women linked arm in arm.", "VOICE OVER (cont'd)\n For the first time since the beginning of\n the whole fiasco, I stopped trying to\n figure out who killed Elizabeth Short.\n Instead, I focused on where.", "Jack Tierney posts mug shots of Elizabeth Short as Russ,\n Harry, Lee and Bucky look over his shoulder. (In the", "He knew who killed Elizabeth Short and\n fucking ran away! This whole time. You\n both knew everything--", "BUCKY\n Elizabeth Short, shitbird. Elizabeth\n fucking Short!\n\n Russ touches Bucky's arm, urging him to sit back.", "ANNOUNCER\n We interrupt our regular broadcast to\n bring you a bulletin. A major suspect in\n the investigation of Elizabeth Short, the", "ANOTHER ELIZABETH SHORT CASTING SESSION\n\n \"Elizabeth Short...Screen Test #5\"\n\n She rambles on, almost oblivious of the camera.", "It's ELIZABETH SHORT.", "Bucky lies in his bed, staring at the ceiling. His bedside\n light reveals a still life: Elizabeth Short's mug shot photo", "ELIZABETH SHORT\n Well, you know, when in Rome...\n (looks nervously into camera)\n Why? Do you want a girl with an accent?\n\n FADE OUT", "BUCKY\n Homicide.\n\n He hands the money back.\n\n BUCKY (cont'd)\n Let's try Elizabeth Short. Linda Martin.", "Boxes of police falls scattered on the bed and desk. Photos\n of Elizabeth Short pinned up all over the walls: glamour\n glossies, newspaper photos, enlarged crime scene\n grotesquerie.", "Bucky brushes aside a clutter of junk and pulls out A PHOTO\n ALBUM. He opens it and begins flipping through: articles and\n photos concerning Elizabeth Short. MOSTLY PHOTOS." ], [ "He knew who killed Elizabeth Short and\n fucking ran away! This whole time. You\n both knew everything--", "She begins to shut the door but someone behind her pulls it\n back open.\n\n Cleo Short, Elizabeth's father.", "The two sets of prints are identical. Russ sees the name at\n the top of the paper: ELIZABETH SHORT.", "VOICE OVER (cont'd)\n For the first time since the beginning of\n the whole fiasco, I stopped trying to\n figure out who killed Elizabeth Short.\n Instead, I focused on where.", "INT. THE HOMICIDE BULLPEN - MORNING\n\n Bucky walks in reading the Herald front page: A picture of\n Elizabeth Short in a striking black dress. Underneath:\"The\n Black Dahlia\".", "RUSS MILLARD\n Johnny. Did you kill Liz Short?\n\n Johnny jerks back spasmodically.", "\"TRANSFER NOTICE...As of 2/6/47 these officers\n currently assigned to the Elizabeth Short\n investigation will return to their regular duties...\n\n WIDE ON THE SCENE", "BUCKY\n George Tilden killed Elizabeth Short and\n the two of you covered it up.\n\n On the Spragues, trying to maintain their upper-class cool.", "The note: \"Girl ID'd as Elizabeth Ann Short, DOB\n 7/29/24, Medford, Mass.\"\n\n The coroner steps back from the table.", "Boxes of police falls scattered on the bed and desk. Photos\n of Elizabeth Short pinned up all over the walls: glamour\n glossies, newspaper photos, enlarged crime scene\n grotesquerie.", "Madeleine is interrogated by Homicide dicks.", "CORONER\n (saluting heaven)\n God love you, Elizabeth.\n (to Millard)", "ELIZABETH SHORT\n ...I had a fiance, Captain Matt Durand.\n He was in a tank battalion. A Commander.", "The cops look to each other, hesitant to speak her name.\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n Elizabeth Short.", "Jack Tierney posts mug shots of Elizabeth Short as Russ,\n Harry, Lee and Bucky look over his shoulder. (In the", "keeping it from me. But the basic rule of\n Homicide applied: Nothing stays buried\n forever. Corpses. Ghosts. Nothing stays\n buried forever. Nothing.", "It is eerily reminiscent of Elizabeth Short's death wound.\n\n Spooked, Bucky pulls his eyes away and settles them on nearby\n family photos--two young women linked arm in arm.", "lot of publicity we're going to get a lot\n of confessions. So we keep some things\n quiet. This girl was disemboweled. You", "Bucky lies in his bed, staring at the ceiling. His bedside\n light reveals a still life: Elizabeth Short's mug shot photo", "JOHNNY\n I didn't slice her!\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n It's all right...Do you know who did?\n JOHNNY\n No! No!" ], [ "As the American cops walk in on a cordite-reeking\n slaughterhouse. Bobby De Witt and a Mexican man lay dead on\n the floor, bullet holes oozing blood all over them.", "CUT TO:\n\n FLASHBACK: A HATCHET FACED MAN (DEWITT) LED BY HANDCUFFS\n THROUGH A GIANT CROWD...", "DeWitt pisses his pants.\n\n VOGEL (cont'd)\n Did you know Blanchard was in TJ?", "Bucky hits the cement and gets an upside down view of Lee and\n the last man drawing guns on each other--Lee's three shots\n cutting down the man before he can fire his tiny derringer.", "KAY\n Bobby DeWitt gets out in a week, Dwight.\n We're on edge. He swore at the trial he\n was going to kill Lee.", "INT. DEWITT'S APARTMENT - A FLASHBACK\n\n as Lee plants the incriminating bank bags in DeWitt's closet...\n\n BACK ON THE SCENE", "DEWITT\n Ain't seen Blanchard since my fuckin'\n trial.\n\n Vogel smashes him across the face.", "Vogel topples DeWitt with a right hook and then picks him\n back up by the neck, squeezing the life out of him.", "He pulls the gun from her head and shoots her in the kneecap.\n\n EXT. THE RED ARROW INN - LATER", "Maynard Coleman, carrying a stuffed bunny rabbit, walks up\n the stairs toward Bucky. Just as the two men pass Bucky PULLS\n HIS GUN and puts it to Coleman's head.", "Vogel and Bucky walk quickly down a corridor lined with empty\n cells. A Mexican jailer unlocks the last cell and the two\n cops walk in to face\n\n BOBBY DEWITT", "Bucky leaps on De Witt, grabbing him around the neck and\n choking him. De Witt turns blue, his eyes bulging out--\n\n BEHIND BUCKY, VOICES IN SPANISH", "DEWITT\n Cops, huh? Well at least you're American.\n Never thought I'l be glad to see you\n guys.\n\n VOGEL\n Why start now?", "CLOSE ON: Lee's face, somehow both intense and unfocused...\n\n VOICE OVER\n Three days 'til Bobby De Witt hit LA.\n Three days since we killed four men.", "ELLIS LOEW\n Witnesses made him at a stickup near\n Leimert Park over the weekend. Pistol-\n whipped an old lady. She died about an\n hour ago.", "DEWITT\n Sir, all that's between me and Blanchard\n is that I fucked this cunt Kay Lake--\n\n IN SLOW MOTION--", "DEWITT\n (a beaten dog)\n I came down to cop some heroin and move", "ANOTHER OF THE MEN goes for his trousers, fumbling for\n something as BUCKY SHOOTS HIM THREE TIMES.\n\n LEE\n Bucky duck!", "The men scream like dying animals as Fritzie zeroes in on\n Charlie Issler. He begins punching him in the gut with the\n brass knuckles.", "DEWITT\n Man o Manieschewitz, what a laugh. Lee\n beauty gotta be scared of me 'cause of" ], [ "Kay gives him a look: that's what you think. She gets up and\n goes inside. Not knowing what to do, Bucky continues reading\n the paper.", "Bucky tries not to stare. He forces himself to focus on Cleo,\n who, while five years older, looks much better than last time\n Bucky saw him.", "He walks to her and she holds him.\n\n BUCKY\n He's in trouble, you know.\n\n She nods. He strokes her hair.", "BUCKY (cont'd)\n Did he seem particularly interested in\n Betty? Did she see him again?\n\n She shakes her head \"no\".", "Bucky comes into the bedroom to find Kay waiting up for him.\n\n KAY\n Dwight--\n\n He moves to her, pulling off his clothes as quickly as he\n can.", "Bucky blows a hole in a vase some six inches from her. He\n cocks his head at her, as if to say: the next one will be\n closer.", "Bucky looks like he's about to burst. He wants to go to her,\n lock her in his arms and forgive. instead, he just backs up\n three steps, slowly turns on his heels, and walks out.", "Bucky tries to talk but she puts fingers to his mouth. Mouth\n to his fingers. She undresses him. Slowly she touches him,\n easing him, bringing him back to earth, back to humanity. To\n her.", "Bucky jumps on her, grabbing her tiny fists as she kicks and\n screams like a hell cat.\n\n He cuffs her and pulls her up, dragging her to where she\n spilled her purse.", "Bucky wanders inside, obviously fidgety and not wanting to go\n home. He putters around their living room. From the back of\n the house Bucky hears the sound of A SHOWER RUNNING.", "Bucky can't deny that.\n\n The young woman brings in two beers for Bucky and Cleo. Bucky\n checks her out again. Cleo knows why.", "Bucky's already pulling on a pair of rubber gloves from his\n SID days. For the first time we notice he's carrying his\n forensic kit.", "BUCKY\n --She do dyke?\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n Bucky--\n\n SALLY\n No. Nothing like that.", "He looks at her and she knows it's useless.\n\n KAY (cont'd)\n When?\n\n BUCKY\n First thing.", "Bucky takes a deep breath and heads first to old man Bidwell.\n The man's palsy has him shaking and Bucky grabs the meathook\n above him to steady him.", "BUCKY\n So tell me. Let me see.\n\n She smiles at him again, loving his need.", "Bucky smiles a dumb smile, not knowing what to say.\n\n RUSS MILLARD (cont'd)\n (re the other man)\n My partner, Harry Sears.", "BUCKY\n It's not so strange.\n\n They watch each other, enjoying each other's company. A\n strange emotional peace.", "BUCKY\n He's coming back.\n\n She nods, mollifying him.\n\n CUT TO:", "Bucky squeezes a bit of brown water onto a handkerchief and\n wipes his brow off. He kicks his travel bag underneath the\n bed and heads out." ], [ "LEE\n Don't say anything to Kay about DeWitt.\n It'll upset her.\n\n INT. LEE AND KAY'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS", "EXT. DEWITT'S TRIAL - FLASHBACK\n\n Lee leads Kay out of the courtroom.\n\n BACK ON THE SCENE", "INT. KAY AND LEE'S HOUSE - DAY\n\n Kay sits curled into a corner of the couch, defensively.\n Bucky sits on a small chair next to Lee's large easy chair.", "KAY\n I don't want you coming over here just to\n sleep an the couch again.\n\n BUCKY\n Kay. Lee--", "A door slam. Soon after the sound of Lee's motorcycle roaring\n off... After a beat Kay comes outside and sits down next to\n Bucky.\n\n BUCKY\n He knew one of the guys.", "LEE\n Bucky I'd like you to meet Kay Lake.\n\n BUCKY\n Hello.\n\n FAY\n I saw you fight a couple times. You won.", "INT. KAY AND LEE'S HOUSE - NIGHT\n\n Kay answers the door and finds Bucky sitting on the front\n porch, sobbing.", "Kay slams down a book.\n\n KAY\n Goddammit, Dwight! That girl--that girl!\n I don't give a damn about that girl. She\n ruined our lives!", "BUCKY\n How'd you know it was me?\n\n KAY\n Lee stomps, you tread lightly.\n\n Bucky appreciates her subtext.", "KAY\n Whoremonger. Coward. Necrophile.\n\n She spins out of his grasp and makes for her car. She guns\n the engine and disappears.", "BUCKY\n You didn't answer my question--\n\n KAY\n (a throwaway)\n Lee and I don't sleep together, Dwight.", "INT. LEE AND KAY'S HOUSE - LATER", "KAY\n This kind of theorizing's nonsense, but\n I'll give you a theory if you'll eat\n something to calm yourself down.\n\n LEE\n Theory on, teach.", "FLASHBACK: LEE LEADING KAY FROM THE COURTROOM, HAND ON HER\n ELBOW...", "BUCKY\n Oh Jesus.\n\n Kay and Lee come back out again, Kay tossing out more files.", "BUCKY\n She's a smart woman.\n\n INT. LEE AND KAY'S HOUSE - NIGHT", "KAY (cont'd)\n He loved us. Don't take that away from\n him. And I love you. And if you hadn't", "The food is finished. So is a bottle of champagne. Kay pops\n another one, hitting Lee in the chest with the cork. Everyone\n laughs hysterically. They fill the glasses again.", "KAY\n I was never very good. Ended up with a\n degree in History. Masters. Lee's fight\n money paid for it.", "KAY\n Bobby DeWitt gets out in a week, Dwight.\n We're on edge. He swore at the trial he\n was going to kill Lee." ], [ "As the American cops walk in on a cordite-reeking\n slaughterhouse. Bobby De Witt and a Mexican man lay dead on\n the floor, bullet holes oozing blood all over them.", "RAYMOND NASH lies dead on the sidewalk. Off to one side, a\n short and wiry cop is describing for detectives how it all\n went down, pantomiming how he shot an escaping Raymond Nash.", "ELLIS LOEW\n Witnesses made him at a stickup near\n Leimert Park over the weekend. Pistol-\n whipped an old lady. She died about an\n hour ago.", "They pass another de-briefing area where Lee sits with\n another Detective. Lee looks terrible, muttering and\n shivering.", "VOICE OVER\n A month passed. The Dahlia leads dwindled\n to zero and every officer except Russ and\n Harry were returned to their regular", "He stops at a room where two detectives are sorting through\n a steamer trunk full of letters and assorted personal effects.", "together in spirit, and both joined the\n Los Angeles Police Department.\" Blanchard\n cracked the baffling Boulevard-Citizens", "He knew who killed Elizabeth Short and\n fucking ran away! This whole time. You\n both knew everything--", "BUCKY\n I'm Detective Bleichert, Mr. Short. This\n is Sergeant Blanchard. We'd like to\n express our condolences for the loss of\n your daughter.", "you, Dwight. Detectives. She looks like\n that fucking dead girl, so you can have\n her--not me.", "\"Boxer Cops in Gun Battle. Four Crooks Dead.\"\n\n Publicity boxing photos accompany a full-page article. Bucky\n begins to read it when he hears from inside:", "Detectives comb through a murder scene as Bucky collects\n latent fingerprints off doorknobs. No one pays him any\n attention. He's been relegated to the worst kind of\n purgatory.", "DETECTIVE (cont'd)\n Thanks. We gotta hot one I think.\n\n Bucky smiles politely and returns to his desk. The radio:", "Bucky pulls out his badge and pins it to his jacket pocket.\n Behind him, Lee is busy turning the dead men's pockets inside\n out--scattering shivs and reefers onto the sidewalk away from\n the blood.", "RUSS MILLARD\n Because you're getting to be a damn good\n Detective, Bleichert. And Harry's\n retiring in two years. Need I spell it\n out?", "A cluster of uniformed cops and men in civilian clothes stare\n at something in the weeds. A CORONER'S VAN parks next to\n three black and whites and two detectives' sedans.", "EXT. THE CRIME SCENE - LATER\n\n Too sheet-covered stretchers are shoved into the coroner's\n wagon. The doors slam shut and the car pulls away.", "It is eerily reminiscent of Elizabeth Short's death wound.\n\n Spooked, Bucky pulls his eyes away and settles them on nearby\n family photos--two young women linked arm in arm.", "Bucky breathes out hard. Unbearable. Dolphine digs on,\n pushing the corpse out of the way and digging further into he\n sand.", "All the while Lee cries like a baby.\n\n INT. THE 77TH ST. DETECTIVES' STATION - LATER" ], [ "He knew who killed Elizabeth Short and\n fucking ran away! This whole time. You\n both knew everything--", "The two sets of prints are identical. Russ sees the name at\n the top of the paper: ELIZABETH SHORT.", "RUSS MILLARD\n Johnny. Did you kill Liz Short?\n\n Johnny jerks back spasmodically.", "She begins to shut the door but someone behind her pulls it\n back open.\n\n Cleo Short, Elizabeth's father.", "BUCKY\n George Tilden killed Elizabeth Short and\n the two of you covered it up.\n\n On the Spragues, trying to maintain their upper-class cool.", "BUCKY\n One last time to be sure.\n (pointing to Fritzie's picture)\n You are sure this is the man that you\n tricked with? And tricked with Liz Short?", "JOHNNY\n I didn't slice her!\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n It's all right...Do you know who did?\n JOHNNY\n No! No!", "VOICE OVER (cont'd)\n For the first time since the beginning of\n the whole fiasco, I stopped trying to\n figure out who killed Elizabeth Short.\n Instead, I focused on where.", "MAN #2\n How long have you lived here?\n\n ELIZABETH SHORT\n Two years.\n\n MAN #2\n You've lost your accent.", "JOHNNY\n No no no no! I didn't kill her!\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n Easy son--", "It is eerily reminiscent of Elizabeth Short's death wound.\n\n Spooked, Bucky pulls his eyes away and settles them on nearby\n family photos--two young women linked arm in arm.", "KAY\n Well. Just a guess. But maybe there were\n two killers. Because the torture cuts are\n crude, while the bisection and the cut on\n the abdomen are neat and clean...", "The note: \"Girl ID'd as Elizabeth Ann Short, DOB\n 7/29/24, Medford, Mass.\"\n\n The coroner steps back from the table.", "ISSLER\n (sincere)\n Please. I didn't kill Liz. I don't know\n why I do these things, and I apologize.\n So please don't let that man hurt me.", "ELIZABETH SHORT\n ...I had a fiance, Captain Matt Durand.\n He was in a tank battalion. A Commander.", "Jack Tierney posts mug shots of Elizabeth Short as Russ,\n Harry, Lee and Bucky look over his shoulder. (In the", "keeping it from me. But the basic rule of\n Homicide applied: Nothing stays buried\n forever. Corpses. Ghosts. Nothing stays\n buried forever. Nothing.", "Bucky lies in his bed, staring at the ceiling. His bedside\n light reveals a still life: Elizabeth Short's mug shot photo", "VOICE OVER\n Ever the consummate actor, Madeleine\n Sprague confessed to killing Lee by", "It's ELIZABETH SHORT." ], [ "it did. He was...hmm...disturbed. I think\n Ramona found him...a good way to strike\n back at me.", "BUCKY\n She lied about that. To get Madeleine's\n goat.\n\n Ramona's eyes brighten up.", "BUCKY\n Your husband bought her for George.\n\n RAMONA\n Emmett never stopped hating me.\n\n BUCKY\n For George--", "RAMONA (cont'd)\n (with venom)\n It was the cruelest of jokes. He'd become\n obsessed with her...That filthy film.", "RAMONA (cont'd)\n She looked so much like my Maddy. It\n was...the cruelest of jokes.\n\n Her thousand yard stare gradually returns to Bucky.", "RAMONA (cont'd)\n Honestly, though. Sometimes I thought\n Martha was going to bring the whole\n family down around her by chance. Her\n little stunt about tipping the police to\n LaVerne's--", "He knew who killed Elizabeth Short and\n fucking ran away! This whole time. You\n both knew everything--", "RAMONA\n We see you out there, you know. Every\n night. We see you. You don't fool us. You", "BUCKY\n I know what you did, Ramona. You and\n Georgia. I've seen the painting. You sold", "RAMONA\n Emmett slashed his face, I'm sure you\n know. Madeleine was eleven and she looked", "Both Martha and Ramona stand up. Martha is 19, plain and\n serious, with a tenacious resemblance to Emmett. (Neither of\n whom look much like Madeleine.)", "Ramona, on the other hand, possesses a pushing-fifty\n resemblance to Madeleine combined with the flaccid face and\n unfocused features of a booze or drug addict.", "RAMONA (cont'd)\n Martha mustn't know. She's all that's\n left of this family that isn't dying. You\n consider her when you decide whether\n we're worth it.", "The two sets of prints are identical. Russ sees the name at\n the top of the paper: ELIZABETH SHORT.", "ISSLER\n (sincere)\n Please. I didn't kill Liz. I don't know\n why I do these things, and I apologize.\n So please don't let that man hurt me.", "It is eerily reminiscent of Elizabeth Short's death wound.\n\n Spooked, Bucky pulls his eyes away and settles them on nearby\n family photos--two young women linked arm in arm.", "ELIZABETH SHORT\n Well, you know, when in Rome...\n (looks nervously into camera)\n Why? Do you want a girl with an accent?\n\n FADE OUT", "ELIZABETH SHORT\n (reading stiffly)\n Don't just walk out on me, Richard. Say\n something. Say you care say you--", "RUSS MILLARD\n Johnny. Did you kill Liz Short?\n\n Johnny jerks back spasmodically.", "She begins to shut the door but someone behind her pulls it\n back open.\n\n Cleo Short, Elizabeth's father." ], [ "Bucky steps into Lee with fists flying, a mad demon. He\n smashes him again and again, beating his only friend until\n Lee slides senseless to the floor...", "Bucky makes his way over to Lee, unable to stop staring at\n the body.\n\n BUCKY\n Hey. Junior Nash, remember?", "Bucky hits the cement and gets an upside down view of Lee and\n the last man drawing guns on each other--Lee's three shots\n cutting down the man before he can fire his tiny derringer.", "And suddenly Bucky snaps, jumping from his car. In three big\n strides he's on the bum, clobbering him with roundhouse lefts\n and rights.", "Bucky can't stand the suspense. He tucks his gun into his\n waistband and grabs the shovel. After a few more strokes the\n thump of something solid.", "Bucky leaps on De Witt, grabbing him around the neck and\n choking him. De Witt turns blue, his eyes bulging out--\n\n BEHIND BUCKY, VOICES IN SPANISH", "Bucky blows a hole in a vase some six inches from her. He\n cocks his head at her, as if to say: the next one will be\n closer.", "Bucky kicks in the door, finding Lee washing his hands in the\n sink. He holds his hands up to Bucky, blood oozes from Lee's\n knuckles.", "Bucky drills him in the solar plexus, doubling him over. He\n grabs Vogel by the hair and slams his head into the roof of\n the car as Johnny's lights dIm...", "And Bucky's in Dolphine's truck while Dolphine's screaming\n for him to wait and Bucky slams the truck in reverse,", "Bucky takes three to land six, eventually knocking the guy\n out. He looks across the street to see to cops watching him,\n measuring him.\n\n INT. AN ALLEY - NIGHT", "Bucky's POV:\n\n A robbery gone bad. A sixty-year old Korean shopowner lies\n dead behind the counter and his teenaged son lies dead in an\n aisle. Blood and green linoleum.", "ANOTHER OF THE MEN goes for his trousers, fumbling for\n something as BUCKY SHOOTS HIM THREE TIMES.\n\n LEE\n Bucky duck!", "The van pulls away behind him.\n\n BUCKY\n (to the van driver)\n Hey! Goddammit! Get back here!", "Bucky pulls out his badge and pins it to his jacket pocket.\n Behind him, Lee is busy turning the dead men's pockets inside\n out--scattering shivs and reefers onto the sidewalk away from\n the blood.", "Bucky takes a deep breath and heads first to old man Bidwell.\n The man's palsy has him shaking and Bucky grabs the meathook\n above him to steady him.", "**The general fight storyline is this: a very even and brutal\n match see-sawing back and forth, Bucky doing all he can to", "Tomas Dos Santos dying in a large Plexiglas GAS CHAMBER.\n Bucky stands in the back of the room, forcing himself to\n watch. He can't stand it and leaves.", "Bucky notes the bruises on De Witt's neck from where he\n choked him. Bucky squints at the men, still a little\n disoriented...", "Bucky kicks the man's legs out and pushes his to the floor." ], [ "Bucky smiles a dumb smile, not knowing what to say.\n\n RUSS MILLARD (cont'd)\n (re the other man)\n My partner, Harry Sears.", "MADELEINE (cont'd)\n One more thing--What's your name?\n\n BUCKY\n Bucky Bleichert.", "BUCKY\n Let's try talk job.\n\n Bucky checks names on the doorbells against a couple names on\n his piece of paper. He stops at \"S. Saddon\".", "RUSS MILLARD\n There's a method to this, Bucky.\n (focusing on Johnny)\n What's your name, son?", "He stops at hearing his real name. But he knows she's waiting\n to see his reaction so he keeps walking...\n\n BUCKY'S BOXING MONTAGE", "Bucky flashes his badge, giving him a glimpse of his gun.\n\n ERNIE\n You his friend?\n\n BUCKY\n He's my best friend.", "BUCKY\n Lieutenant--\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n Call me Russ and get out of here.\n\n Millard gestures for him to leave.", "Bucky makes his way over to Lee, unable to stop staring at\n the body.\n\n BUCKY\n Hey. Junior Nash, remember?", "BUCKY\n Wonder how he made it?\n\n VIC\n No mystery there. Real estate.\n\n BUCKY\n Oh really?", "BUCKY (cont'd)\n Book him.\n\n Another flashbulb.\n\n EXT. CENTRAL STATION - LATER", "Bucky recognizes the voice and goes to the window.\n\n EXT. THE COURTYARD - SAME\n\n Lee Blanchard, his own bruises fading, stands in the yard.", "Bucky squeezes a bit of brown water onto a handkerchief and\n wipes his brow off. He kicks his travel bag underneath the\n bed and heads out.", "Bucky looks to Lee.\n\n LEE\n Fire and Ice.", "BUCKY (cont'd)\n Meet me back here. Late.\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n Bright penny--\n\n But Bucky's already out the door.", "Bucky pulls up in front of a small ugly house in a tired\n neighborhood. He exits the car carrying a cardboard box full\n of canned goods and old girlie magazines.\n\n ON THE PORCH OF THE HOUSE", "BUCKY\n No comment...No comment...\n (whispering in Johnny's ear)\n Tell your Daddy I know everything.", "BUCKY\n How'd you know it was me?\n\n KAY\n Lee stomps, you tread lightly.\n\n Bucky appreciates her subtext.", "**The general fight storyline is this: a very even and brutal\n match see-sawing back and forth, Bucky doing all he can to", "Bucky's already pulling on a pair of rubber gloves from his\n SID days. For the first time we notice he's carrying his\n forensic kit.", "Bucky can't stand the suspense. He tucks his gun into his\n waistband and grabs the shovel. After a few more strokes the\n thump of something solid." ], [ "raven-haired beauty known as the Black\n Dahlia, has been captured! Red Manley, a\n Huntington Park hardware salesman and one", "Or, more accurately, it's Madeleine dressed up exactly like\n the Dahlia in one of her famous portrait photos. Slinky black", "The cops look to each other, hesitant to speak her name.\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n Elizabeth Short.", "DOLPHINE\n Delores Garcia. But it was obviously a\n phony. Casco ran with some rich bimbos", "He writes it down and moves to another list of names: \"Known \n Associates, no Prostitution Record\".\n\n And there it is: \"Betty Short\".", "A baby spotlight catches her face; a fleeting resemblance to \n Elizabeth Short.\n\n Bucky takes a deep breath, counts to ten and then goes out\n after the woman.", "He approaches a woman polishing glasses at the bar. Slides\n over the photos.\n\n BUCKY\n Black Dahlia.\n\n BARTENDER\n No shit.", "Bucky cruises by the crime scene. Rubberneckers gawk around\n the vacant lot while vendors peddle greasy food and cheap\n portrait glossies of the Dahlia in a black dress.", "Elizabeth Short sits on a tiny chair in a cheap office. She's\n dressed for an audition, overly made up and nervous.\n\n MAN (O.S.)\n Your name please?", "Bucky walks into the house and finds Kay there. She holds up\n a newspaper: The front page includes The Black Dahlia, Junior\n Nash, and Bobby De Witt.", "themselves, interweaving their sad tales\n with the Black Dahlia, who they actually\n believed to be a glamorous siren headed\n for Hollywood stardom...", "MADELEINE (cont'd)\n One more thing--What's your name?\n\n BUCKY\n Bucky Bleichert.", "It is eerily reminiscent of Elizabeth Short's death wound.\n\n Spooked, Bucky pulls his eyes away and settles them on nearby\n family photos--two young women linked arm in arm.", "The two sets of prints are identical. Russ sees the name at\n the top of the paper: ELIZABETH SHORT.", "ELLIS LOEW\n Witnesses made him at a stickup near\n Leimert Park over the weekend. Pistol-\n whipped an old lady. She died about an\n hour ago.", "She begins to shut the door but someone behind her pulls it\n back open.\n\n Cleo Short, Elizabeth's father.", "She smiles. Very slowly she withdraws one of her hands from\n the folds of her dressing gown. She holds a tiny ladylike\n revolver in her fingers and drops it at her feet. When she\n speaks, it's with complete control.", "Madeleine is surrounded by soldiers fawning all over her.\n Other men simply point and whisper--her Dahlia act isn't lost\n on anybody.", "MADELEINE\n Bucky Bleichert. May I present my family.\n My mother, Ramona Cathcart Sprague. My\n father, Emmett Sprague. My sister, Martha\n McConville Sprague.", "DOLPHINE\n I leave a message in Dago for the woman\n tellin' her what I know...\n\n BUCKY\n What's her name?" ], [ "Bucky finds a brightly lit room filled with sailors and half-\n dressed Mexican strippers. He stands on his tip-toes trying\n to see over the crowd to find somebody with the air of\n proprietor.", "Bucky pulls his car up to a low-slung building with a log-\n cabin facade and swinging Western doors. He enters.\n\n INT. THE SWANK SPOT LOUNGE - CONTINUOUS", "BUCKY\n Are you saying the woman was a lesbian?\n\n Marjorie nods yes.", "BUCKY\n Capice when your girls tell me that.\n\n CUT TO:\n\n INT. THE BAR - SOON AFTER", "Bucky in his patrol car. The night a hot sweat. He listens to\n music on his radio and watches two hookers dance on the\n corner, waving at cars.", "HIS POV: An adobe streetfront with a neon sign: \"CLUB BOXEO\".\n Bucky goes inside.\n\n INT. THE CLUB BOXEO - CONTINUOUS", "INT. KAY AND LEE'S HOUSE - NIGHT\n\n Kay answers the door and finds Bucky sitting on the front\n porch, sobbing.", "BUCKY\n Thank you.\n\n OLD MAN\n You ain't been in there.\n\n INT. CLUB SATAN - LATER", "EXT. THE SLUMS - LATE NIGHT\n\n Bucky stands in the worst of slums, his blue uniform a beacon\n to anyone who would do him harm.", "BUCKY\n You sleep with either of them?\n\n MADELEINE\n No. Just cocktail lounge chitchat.\n\n BUCKY\n Are you lez?", "INT. THE GOOD LUCK BAR - NIGHT\n\n Bucky slides into a booth across from PETE LUKINS.", "Bucky weaves fast through traffic. He whips a right turn...\n\n EXT. THE CALEDONIA LOUNGE - CONTINUOUS", "INT. BUCKY'S GARAGE - NIGHT\n\n Bucky hits a speed-bag, building up a sweat.", "INT. A LIQUOR STORE DOORWAY - NIGHT\n\n Bucky and a large black man come tumbling out of the liquor\n store throwing vicious punches at each other.", "INT. BUCKY'S CAR - NIGHT\n\n Bucky drives with Russ in the car next to him.", "Bucky sits in the back of the bar, shrouded in smoke and loud\n music. He drinks bourbon and watches Madeleine over at the\n bar. She's got her hand on a soldier's knee.", "Bucky pulls up in front of a small ugly house in a tired\n neighborhood. He exits the car carrying a cardboard box full\n of canned goods and old girlie magazines.\n\n ON THE PORCH OF THE HOUSE", "INT. CENTRAL DIVISION BULLPEN - BUCKY'S DESK - NIGHT\n\n Bucky sits at his desk staring at RAYMOND NASH'S MUGSHOT.", "Bucky exits and sees Lee leaning against an unmarked car\n talking with a striking woman in an auburn pageboy cut.\n\n Lee waves Bucky over.", "as Bucky bursts out into the evening, the lights on the\n Hollywood hill catching his attention.\n\n INT. A FLASHBACK - THE SPRAGUE HOUSE" ], [ "BUCKY\n Well. I think you kept your name out of\n the papers.\n\n MADELEINE\n Until we announce the wedding?", "MADELEINE (cont'd)\n One more thing--What's your name?\n\n BUCKY\n Bucky Bleichert.", "MADELEINE\n You know the rest.\n\n BUCKY\n Pretend I'm stupid. For old time's sake.\n\n Madeleine exhales hate.", "She turns in the seat to face him directly.\n\n MADELEINE (cont'd)\n Don't suppose I can convince you to keep\n my name out of the papers?", "BUCKY\n You don't have to tell me this--\n\n MADELEINE\n I want to. I like you Bucky.", "BUCKY\n Jesus Christ.\n\n He jumps from the bed and pulls on his pants.\n\n MADELEINE\n Bucky that's it, I swear. Please stay--", "BUCKY\n Then she lied to get your goat, 'cuz no\n one ever called in a tip on LaVerne's.\n\n MADELEINE\n Figures.", "MADELEINE\n Don't be mad at me. It's nothing. I just\n don't want to lie to you.\n\n BUCKY\n What is it?", "BUCKY\n And then what? I come along? Daddy tell\n you to fuck me or was that your idea?\n\n MADELEINE\n Bucky--", "BUCKY\n And that's all of it?\n\n MADELEINE\n Yes. That's all of it.", "Madeleine wanders in, Bucky smiles at her.\n\n MADELEINE\n What?\n\n BUCKY\n Nothing.", "Bucky follows the Packard into a crowded GI bar parking lot.\n He parks a distance away. But as he watches Madeleine get out\n of her car he is staggered:", "MADELEINE\n We said he was a war hero. Because we\n didn't want her to feel like a whore.\n\n BUCKY\n Then?", "BUCKY\n She lied about that. To get Madeleine's\n goat.\n\n Ramona's eyes brighten up.", "INT. THE RED ARROW MOTEL - NIGHT\n\n Madeleine sits on the bed fully dressed. Bucky stands in the\n doorway.", "MADELEINE\n Well that's a new one--\n\n She peels off another bill. Hands it to Bucky. He counts it\n out. Over a hundred dollars.", "Bucky waits outside, watching from behind a tree. He watches\n as the last of the cars, Madeleine's, pulls out of the\n driveway.", "MADELEINE\n Bucky, I didn't tell you all about Betty\n Short.\n\n BUCKY\n Jesus--", "ANGLE ON THE SKETCH:\n\n A caricature of a naked Bucky having sex with Madeleine.\n\n CUT TO:", "BUCKY\n You sleep with either of them?\n\n MADELEINE\n No. Just cocktail lounge chitchat.\n\n BUCKY\n Are you lez?" ], [ "Bucky indicates Lee, crouched down by the body taking notes.\n\n BUCKY\n Nash is renting a room in that building\n over there.", "Bucky makes his way over to Lee, unable to stop staring at\n the body.\n\n BUCKY\n Hey. Junior Nash, remember?", "that Lee framed him. He wanted money we\n didn't have. Ten thousand dollars.", "A door slam. Soon after the sound of Lee's motorcycle roaring\n off... After a beat Kay comes outside and sits down next to\n Bucky.\n\n BUCKY\n He knew one of the guys.", "Bucky hits the cement and gets an upside down view of Lee and\n the last man drawing guns on each other--Lee's three shots\n cutting down the man before he can fire his tiny derringer.", "CLOSE ON: Lee's face, somehow both intense and unfocused...\n\n VOICE OVER\n Three days 'til Bobby De Witt hit LA.\n Three days since we killed four men.", "The phone in front of Lee rings. He snatches it--\n\n LEE\n Blanchard. Homicide.", "LEE (cont'd)\n He's dead meat. Manslaughter Two's a gas\n chamber jolt for spics. Hepcat here's", "Bucky kicks in the door, finding Lee washing his hands in the\n sink. He holds his hands up to Bucky, blood oozes from Lee's\n knuckles.", "LEE\n Bruno Albanese?\n\n BRUNO\n Who wants to know?", "LEE\n Nice white girl gets snuffed. Gotta show\n the voters they did the right thing\n passing the bond issue. It's a showcase.\n It's A-plus, Buck. We don't miss this.", "LEE (cont'd)\n (re the Zooter)\n Bucky Bleichert, meet Senor Tomas Dos", "LEE\n He didn't do this.\n\n BUCKY\n No. He beat an old woman to death. That's\n why he's our priority warrantee.", "HARRY (cont'd)\n And Lee--I heard something you oughta\n know--I was over at County Parole--Bobby", "Lee finishes typing up a report on a manual typewriter while\n Bucky talks on the phone. He hangs up as Fritz Vogel and Bill\n Koenig return.", "KAY\n (eyes red from crying)\n We're famous, Dwight.\n\n BUCKY\n Notorious, maybe. Where's Lee?", "BUCKY\n We've had enough headlines for the week.\n\n Lee points to the body outline. His hand shakes a bit and\n maybe for the first time we sense he's wired on something.", "maybe Lee, maybe it was God. I say let\n our Mexican colleagues handle their own\n dirty laundry and we go back to LA and\n find the son of a bitch who sliced the", "KAY\n ...Bobby know nothing about the bank job.\n He and Lee, they never even met. After\n Lee and his driver got away, Lee figured\n framing Bobby'd give me a way out...", "ANOTHER OF THE MEN goes for his trousers, fumbling for\n something as BUCKY SHOOTS HIM THREE TIMES.\n\n LEE\n Bucky duck!" ], [ "KAY\n Bobby DeWitt gets out in a week, Dwight.\n We're on edge. He swore at the trial he\n was going to kill Lee.", "LEE\n Don't say anything to Kay about DeWitt.\n It'll upset her.\n\n INT. LEE AND KAY'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS", "INT. DEWITT'S APARTMENT - A FLASHBACK\n\n as Lee plants the incriminating bank bags in DeWitt's closet...\n\n BACK ON THE SCENE", "LEE\n He didn't do this.\n\n BUCKY\n No. He beat an old woman to death. That's\n why he's our priority warrantee.", "LEE\n Nice white girl gets snuffed. Gotta show\n the voters they did the right thing\n passing the bond issue. It's a showcase.\n It's A-plus, Buck. We don't miss this.", "that Lee framed him. He wanted money we\n didn't have. Ten thousand dollars.", "CLOSE ON: Lee's face, somehow both intense and unfocused...\n\n VOICE OVER\n Three days 'til Bobby De Witt hit LA.\n Three days since we killed four men.", "EXT. DEWITT'S TRIAL - FLASHBACK\n\n Lee leads Kay out of the courtroom.\n\n BACK ON THE SCENE", "LEE (cont'd)\n He's dead meat. Manslaughter Two's a gas\n chamber jolt for spics. Hepcat here's", "BUCKY\n Yeah. I did, partner. I did.\n\n Bucky notices Lee's still clutching the De Witt article in\n his fist. He pries it loose.", "BUCKY\n We can take care of Bobby DeWitt.\n\n KAY\n Lee's scared. You don't know Bobby.", "Bucky steps into Lee with fists flying, a mad demon. He\n smashes him again and again, beating his only friend until\n Lee slides senseless to the floor...", "They pass another de-briefing area where Lee sits with\n another Detective. Lee looks terrible, muttering and\n shivering.", "Bucky hits the cement and gets an upside down view of Lee and\n the last man drawing guns on each other--Lee's three shots\n cutting down the man before he can fire his tiny derringer.", "DEWITT\n Man o Manieschewitz, what a laugh. Lee\n beauty gotta be scared of me 'cause of", "Bucky kicks in the door, finding Lee washing his hands in the\n sink. He holds his hands up to Bucky, blood oozes from Lee's\n knuckles.", "BAXTER FITCH\n Blanchard?\n\n Chaos erupts as Lee executes Baxter Fitch and Bucky kills two\n others...\n\n BACK TO THE SCENE", "As the American cops walk in on a cordite-reeking\n slaughterhouse. Bobby De Witt and a Mexican man lay dead on\n the floor, bullet holes oozing blood all over them.", "DeWitt pisses his pants.\n\n VOGEL (cont'd)\n Did you know Blanchard was in TJ?", "LEE\n I want to go to TJ--\n\n ELLIS LOEW\n Blanchard!\n\n Poison hangs in the air. Ellis turns on his heels." ], [ "LEE\n Don't say anything to Kay about DeWitt.\n It'll upset her.\n\n INT. LEE AND KAY'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS", "KAY\n Bobby DeWitt gets out in a week, Dwight.\n We're on edge. He swore at the trial he\n was going to kill Lee.", "DEWITT\n Sir, all that's between me and Blanchard\n is that I fucked this cunt Kay Lake--\n\n IN SLOW MOTION--", "KAY\n Then last year...the fourth man--the\n driver--he heard Bobby was getting\n paroled. He threatened to tell DeWitt", "KAY\n Promise me this: Forgive him for DeWitt.\n Forgive him for the bank. It doesn't\n matter anymore. Not to us.", "KAY (cont'd)\n Dwight--\n\n He's on top of her, his bourbon stained kisses go and down\n her neck and her breasts.", "EXT. DEWITT'S TRIAL - FLASHBACK\n\n Lee leads Kay out of the courtroom.\n\n BACK ON THE SCENE", "KAY (cont'd)\n He used you, Dwight. He did. Forgive him\n everything else. But don't forgive him\n for that. Ever.", "KAY (cont'd)\n He loved us. Don't take that away from\n him. And I love you. And if you hadn't", "BUCKY\n We can take care of Bobby DeWitt.\n\n KAY\n Lee's scared. You don't know Bobby.", "KAY\n Whoremonger. Coward. Necrophile.\n\n She spins out of his grasp and makes for her car. She guns\n the engine and disappears.", "Bucky walks into the house and finds Kay there. She holds up\n a newspaper: The front page includes The Black Dahlia, Junior\n Nash, and Bobby De Witt.", "Kay slams down a book.\n\n KAY\n Goddammit, Dwight! That girl--that girl!\n I don't give a damn about that girl. She\n ruined our lives!", "KAY\n He knew what Bobby was doing to me...How\n he'd used a razor on me...pimped me to\n his friends...", "Bucky comes into the bedroom to find Kay waiting up for him.\n\n KAY\n Dwight--\n\n He moves to her, pulling off his clothes as quickly as he\n can.", "Bucky tips his hat to Kay and turns to go.\n\n KAY\n Luck, Dwight.", "She takes his hand.\n\n KAY\n You're a fool, Dwight.\n\n EXT. THE SAN DIEGO FREEWAY - LATE MORNING", "KAY\n Dwight, you can be so gutless sometimes.", "DeWitt pisses his pants.\n\n VOGEL (cont'd)\n Did you know Blanchard was in TJ?", "KAY\n I asked him to. Besides, catching\n animals gave him a sense of order. You\n have a girlfriend, Dwight?\n\n BUCKY\n Saving myself for Rita Hayworth." ], [ "VOICE OVER (cont'd)\n For the first time since the beginning of\n the whole fiasco, I stopped trying to\n figure out who killed Elizabeth Short.\n Instead, I focused on where.", "A baby spotlight catches her face; a fleeting resemblance to \n Elizabeth Short.\n\n Bucky takes a deep breath, counts to ten and then goes out\n after the woman.", "BUCKY\n It's about Elizabeth Short.", "INT. THE HOMICIDE BULLPEN - MORNING\n\n Bucky walks in reading the Herald front page: A picture of\n Elizabeth Short in a striking black dress. Underneath:\"The\n Black Dahlia\".", "Elizabeth Short sits on a tiny chair in a cheap office. She's\n dressed for an audition, overly made up and nervous.\n\n MAN (O.S.)\n Your name please?", "He knew who killed Elizabeth Short and\n fucking ran away! This whole time. You\n both knew everything--", "ELIZABETH SHORT\n Elizabeth Short. Betty. Beth...Elizabeth.\n\n MAN (O.S)\n Relax, Elizabeth.", "The note: \"Girl ID'd as Elizabeth Ann Short, DOB\n 7/29/24, Medford, Mass.\"\n\n The coroner steps back from the table.", "Boxes of police falls scattered on the bed and desk. Photos\n of Elizabeth Short pinned up all over the walls: glamour\n glossies, newspaper photos, enlarged crime scene\n grotesquerie.", "ANNOUNCER\n We interrupt our regular broadcast to\n bring you a bulletin. A major suspect in\n the investigation of Elizabeth Short, the", "Jack Tierney posts mug shots of Elizabeth Short as Russ,\n Harry, Lee and Bucky look over his shoulder. (In the", "It is eerily reminiscent of Elizabeth Short's death wound.\n\n Spooked, Bucky pulls his eyes away and settles them on nearby\n family photos--two young women linked arm in arm.", "MAN #2\n How long have you lived here?\n\n ELIZABETH SHORT\n Two years.\n\n MAN #2\n You've lost your accent.", "The cops look to each other, hesitant to speak her name.\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n Elizabeth Short.", "Bucky lies in his bed, staring at the ceiling. His bedside\n light reveals a still life: Elizabeth Short's mug shot photo", "It's ELIZABETH SHORT.", "MAN #2 (O.S.)\n Where are you from?\n\n ELIZABETH SHORT\n Boston. Massachusetts.", "CUT TO:\n\n CLOSE-UPS OF BLACK DAHLIA CRIME SCENE PHOTOS\n\n spread out on Lee and Kay's dining room table.", "\"TRANSFER NOTICE...As of 2/6/47 these officers\n currently assigned to the Elizabeth Short\n investigation will return to their regular duties...\n\n WIDE ON THE SCENE", "from where he'd dumped Betty Short. Just\n croaked. Natural causes, if anything\n about crazy Georgie was natural. I hoped\n the evil ate him from the inside out," ], [ "He knew who killed Elizabeth Short and\n fucking ran away! This whole time. You\n both knew everything--", "VOICE OVER (cont'd)\n For the first time since the beginning of\n the whole fiasco, I stopped trying to\n figure out who killed Elizabeth Short.\n Instead, I focused on where.", "ELIZABETH SHORT\n Elizabeth Short. Betty. Beth...Elizabeth.\n\n MAN (O.S)\n Relax, Elizabeth.", "RUSS MILLARD\n Johnny. Did you kill Liz Short?\n\n Johnny jerks back spasmodically.", "BUCKY\n It's about Elizabeth Short.", "A baby spotlight catches her face; a fleeting resemblance to \n Elizabeth Short.\n\n Bucky takes a deep breath, counts to ten and then goes out\n after the woman.", "Elizabeth Short sits on a tiny chair in a cheap office. She's\n dressed for an audition, overly made up and nervous.\n\n MAN (O.S.)\n Your name please?", "ANNOUNCER\n We interrupt our regular broadcast to\n bring you a bulletin. A major suspect in\n the investigation of Elizabeth Short, the", "BUCKY\n George Tilden killed Elizabeth Short and\n the two of you covered it up.\n\n On the Spragues, trying to maintain their upper-class cool.", "Jack Tierney posts mug shots of Elizabeth Short as Russ,\n Harry, Lee and Bucky look over his shoulder. (In the", "It's ELIZABETH SHORT.", "The two sets of prints are identical. Russ sees the name at\n the top of the paper: ELIZABETH SHORT.", "from where he'd dumped Betty Short. Just\n croaked. Natural causes, if anything\n about crazy Georgie was natural. I hoped\n the evil ate him from the inside out,", "The note: \"Girl ID'd as Elizabeth Ann Short, DOB\n 7/29/24, Medford, Mass.\"\n\n The coroner steps back from the table.", "ELIZABETH SHORT\n ...I had a fiance, Captain Matt Durand.\n He was in a tank battalion. A Commander.", "INT. THE HOMICIDE BULLPEN - MORNING\n\n Bucky walks in reading the Herald front page: A picture of\n Elizabeth Short in a striking black dress. Underneath:\"The\n Black Dahlia\".", "The cops look to each other, hesitant to speak her name.\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n Elizabeth Short.", "ELIZABETH SHORT\n Well, you know, when in Rome...\n (looks nervously into camera)\n Why? Do you want a girl with an accent?\n\n FADE OUT", "BUCKY\n Elizabeth Short, shitbird. Elizabeth\n fucking Short!\n\n Russ touches Bucky's arm, urging him to sit back.", "MAN #2\n How long have you lived here?\n\n ELIZABETH SHORT\n Two years.\n\n MAN #2\n You've lost your accent." ], [ "LEE\n He didn't do this.\n\n BUCKY\n No. He beat an old woman to death. That's\n why he's our priority warrantee.", "that Lee framed him. He wanted money we\n didn't have. Ten thousand dollars.", "Bucky hits the cement and gets an upside down view of Lee and\n the last man drawing guns on each other--Lee's three shots\n cutting down the man before he can fire his tiny derringer.", "Bucky steps into Lee with fists flying, a mad demon. He\n smashes him again and again, beating his only friend until\n Lee slides senseless to the floor...", "LEE\n Nice white girl gets snuffed. Gotta show\n the voters they did the right thing\n passing the bond issue. It's a showcase.\n It's A-plus, Buck. We don't miss this.", "Bucky makes his way over to Lee, unable to stop staring at\n the body.\n\n BUCKY\n Hey. Junior Nash, remember?", "LEE (cont'd)\n He's dead meat. Manslaughter Two's a gas\n chamber jolt for spics. Hepcat here's", "BAXTER FITCH\n Blanchard?\n\n Chaos erupts as Lee executes Baxter Fitch and Bucky kills two\n others...\n\n BACK TO THE SCENE", "Bucky kicks in the door, finding Lee washing his hands in the\n sink. He holds his hands up to Bucky, blood oozes from Lee's\n knuckles.", "A door slam. Soon after the sound of Lee's motorcycle roaring\n off... After a beat Kay comes outside and sits down next to\n Bucky.\n\n BUCKY\n He knew one of the guys.", "Suddenly Lee jumps up, standing in front of the screen.\n\n LEE\n Who gives a fuck if he didn't kill her!\n I've sent Boy Scouts to the green room\n for less than this!", "Lee sighs. And then grabs Bruno by the back of the neck and\n jams his face into the hot cheese and goo of his food.\n Bruno's arms flap back and forth as Lee drowns him in his\n food.", "Bucky indicates Lee, crouched down by the body taking notes.\n\n BUCKY\n Nash is renting a room in that building\n over there.", "The phone in front of Lee rings. He snatches it--\n\n LEE\n Blanchard. Homicide.", "KAY\n Bobby DeWitt gets out in a week, Dwight.\n We're on edge. He swore at the trial he\n was going to kill Lee.", "LEE\n Bruno Albanese?\n\n BRUNO\n Who wants to know?", "maybe Lee, maybe it was God. I say let\n our Mexican colleagues handle their own\n dirty laundry and we go back to LA and\n find the son of a bitch who sliced the", "KAY\n ...Bobby know nothing about the bank job.\n He and Lee, they never even met. After\n Lee and his driver got away, Lee figured\n framing Bobby'd give me a way out...", "CLOSE ON: Lee's face, somehow both intense and unfocused...\n\n VOICE OVER\n Three days 'til Bobby De Witt hit LA.\n Three days since we killed four men.", "ANOTHER OF THE MEN goes for his trousers, fumbling for\n something as BUCKY SHOOTS HIM THREE TIMES.\n\n LEE\n Bucky duck!" ], [ "One had \"el blanco explosivo\" beating the\n shit out of three jack rollers, then\n buying off the cops with double-saws\n peeled from a large roll.", "VOICE OVER (cont'd)\n Duke Wellington had admitted making it.\n Linda Martin had said it was shot in\n Mexico.", "Bucky breathes out hard. Unbearable. Dolphine digs on,\n pushing the corpse out of the way and digging further into he\n sand.", "lot of publicity we're going to get a lot\n of confessions. So we keep some things\n quiet. This girl was disemboweled. You", "Half the room is taken up by a mattress, its blue ticking\n stained dark brown with blood. A gas lantern sits in the", "Along a bench, five derelict-looking men are manacled to a\n bench. A cop walks by, notes Bucky's confusion:\n\n OFFICER\n Confessors.", "The men scream like dying animals as Fritzie zeroes in on\n Charlie Issler. He begins punching him in the gut with the\n brass knuckles.", "DURKIN\n I fucked Betty Short and I fucked your\n mama! I'm your fucking daddy!", "\"Boxer Cops in Gun Battle. Four Crooks Dead.\"\n\n Publicity boxing photos accompany a full-page article. Bucky\n begins to read it when he hears from inside:", "A huge sawdust-covered roam, meathooks dangling from the\n ceiling. Beef dangles over half the hooks. The four men look \n terrified.", "Her face has been bashed in and her mouth cut ear to ear in a\n leering smile.", "Even the experienced cops are rattled by the scene. They\n point and whisper and generally begin to fall into disbelief\n and disorder when\n\n RUSS MILLARD", "KOENIG\n Them guys talked. Said the stiff peddled\n her twat when she got strapped bad. I", "from the circumcised head. Betty puts it in her mouth, sucks\n it, eyes wide open and glassy.", "it did. He was...hmm...disturbed. I think\n Ramona found him...a good way to strike\n back at me.", "The terrified Mexican stands frozen on one side of Blanchard,\n trying to avoid the entire mess as the policeman parries the\n marines' blows with his own truncheon.", "Crammed with blues awaiting roll call. They all stare at\n Bucky; he meets the eyes that seek his, making them look\n down. Defiant.", "Madeleine led away amongst a flock of photographers. Her\n family linked arm-and-arm in the background, crying, only\n Martha looking like she might survive...", "An old voice in English breaks his reverie:\n\n OLD MAN\n Bleichert? Jesus. First Blanchard, then\n you. Who's next? Willie Pep?", "Bucky cruises by the crime scene. Rubberneckers gawk around\n the vacant lot while vendors peddle greasy food and cheap\n portrait glossies of the Dahlia in a black dress." ], [ "LEE\n Bucky I'd like you to meet Kay Lake.\n\n BUCKY\n Hello.\n\n FAY\n I saw you fight a couple times. You won.", "KAY (cont'd)\n He loved us. Don't take that away from\n him. And I love you. And if you hadn't", "DEWITT\n Sir, all that's between me and Blanchard\n is that I fucked this cunt Kay Lake--\n\n IN SLOW MOTION--", "Kay slams down a book.\n\n KAY\n Goddammit, Dwight! That girl--that girl!\n I don't give a damn about that girl. She\n ruined our lives!", "KAY\n Whoremonger. Coward. Necrophile.\n\n She spins out of his grasp and makes for her car. She guns\n the engine and disappears.", "KAY (cont'd)\n Dwight--\n\n He's on top of her, his bourbon stained kisses go and down\n her neck and her breasts.", "Kay gives him a look: that's what you think. She gets up and\n goes inside. Not knowing what to do, Bucky continues reading\n the paper.", "INT. KAY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT\n\n where Kay and Bucky sleep in bed, locked as spoons. Safe.", "INT. BUCKY AND KAY'S HOUSE - NIGHT\n\n The destroyed fairy tale house is in mid-repair. Kay is in\n work clothes, painting a new trim in the living room.", "He lashes into the heavy bag with a series of brutal left\n hooks. Kay stands in the door, watching him. Her eyes red\n from crying.", "She knows him to the core. She steps back, holding his hands.\n\n KAY (cont'd)\n Luck.\n\n BUCKY\n Short of winning?", "VOICE OVER\n Kay. Lee. Madeleine. Betty Short. For one\n month I escaped them all.\n\n INT. KAY AND BUCKY'S HOUSE - NIGHT", "As Kay sleeps alone in the bed.\n\n VOICE OVER\n A fucking supercop.\n\n INT. A JAZZ BAR - EARLY MORNING", "KAY (cont'd)\n He used you, Dwight. He did. Forgive him\n everything else. But don't forgive him\n for that. Ever.", "Bucky walks into the house and finds Kay there. She holds up\n a newspaper: The front page includes The Black Dahlia, Junior\n Nash, and Bobby De Witt.", "KAY\n I asked him to. Besides, catching\n animals gave him a sense of order. You\n have a girlfriend, Dwight?\n\n BUCKY\n Saving myself for Rita Hayworth.", "INT. THE FAIRFAX PRIMARY SCHOOL CLASSROOM - DAY\n\n Kay sits at her desk, grading papers. Bucky bursts in.", "KAY\n Oh baby. Oh babe.\n\n She escorts him into the house. Bucky sees a newspaper on the\n front porch railing. The evening edition of The Mirror.", "INT. LEE AND KAY'S HOUSE - LATER", "BUCKY\n Who was the driver, Kay? Tell me. Tell\n me!\n\n He's in her face now. Okay, pal, you asked for it." ], [ "They poke around for a minute, finding nothing. The smell is\n awful. Bucky goes to a window and pulls it open.\n\n HIS POV OUT THE WINDOW:", "Bucky can't stand the suspense. He tucks his gun into his\n waistband and grabs the shovel. After a few more strokes the\n thump of something solid.", "Bucky bends down in front of the small mahogany desk and\n begins rifling through its file drawers. What he finds\n surprises him:", "Bucky's already pulling on a pair of rubber gloves from his\n SID days. For the first time we notice he's carrying his\n forensic kit.", "Bucky squeezes a bit of brown water onto a handkerchief and\n wipes his brow off. He kicks his travel bag underneath the\n bed and heads out.", "Bucky wanders inside, obviously fidgety and not wanting to go\n home. He putters around their living room. From the back of\n the house Bucky hears the sound of A SHOWER RUNNING.", "BUCKY\n He's coming back.\n\n She nods, mollifying him.\n\n CUT TO:", "Bucky pulls up in front of a small ugly house in a tired\n neighborhood. He exits the car carrying a cardboard box full\n of canned goods and old girlie magazines.\n\n ON THE PORCH OF THE HOUSE", "Bucky steps over the police rope and into the study. A large\n desk chair lies overturned an the ground next to A TAPE\n OUTLINE OF A BODY. Three feet away lies A SHOTGUN.", "BUCKY (cont'd)\n Book him.\n\n Another flashbulb.\n\n EXT. CENTRAL STATION - LATER", "ON BUCKY'S FACE\n\n Disbelief. Disgust.\n\n BACK IN THE WARRANTS CUBICLE - LATER", "Bucky shows him the newspaper.", "Bucky runs his hand under the bed. Finds something and pulls\n it out. A small red vinyl purse. He opens the purse. Inside\n is an ID. He shows it to Marjorie.", "Bucky stands in front of his door. He runs his finger up and\n down the door jamb. The hairs are gone.\n\n With one swift kick he breaks down the door.", "LEE\n (reading)\n Bingo.\n\n He hands it to Bucky.", "BUCKY\n Oh Jesus.\n\n Kay and Lee come back out again, Kay tossing out more files.", "Bucky takes a quick left down another street.\n\n CUT TO:\n\n INT. HOLLENBACK STATION JAIL - LATER", "BUCKY (cont'd)\n But you saw him again, didn't you? How\n else could you have gotten a copy?\n\n Linda looks sadly at Bucky.", "Bucky enters the house. Half-eaten cans of beans on the\n dining room table, an entire legion of broken balsa wood", "Bucky sits on the bed, the evidence spread out around him.\n Russ stands in the doorway." ], [ "On Emmett's nod Martha pulls out a small sketch pad.", "It is eerily reminiscent of Elizabeth Short's death wound.\n\n Spooked, Bucky pulls his eyes away and settles them on nearby\n family photos--two young women linked arm in arm.", "She wanders into the study and fishes out some papers from\n her late husbands desk while Bucky continues to stare at the\n clown. She returns, reading from the sale slip.", "The amount of manpower represented here is staggering; so\n much work over one girl.\n\n Bucky sits down at the desk and buries his head in his hands.", "Bucky smiles politely and begins eating.\n\n MARTHA\n I want to draw Mr. Bleichert, Daddy.", "She points over his shoulder to the hammer hanging in plain\n view.\n\n INT. THE BEDROOM - LATER", "The nun scribbles furiously to keep up. The officers are torn\n between staring at their shoes and at the body.", "Bucky eyes a Dahlia photo pinned to the wall.\n\n VOICE OVER (cont'd)\n Still, I remembered what Madeleine said\n when I told her we were through...", "AS WE PULL BACK TO REVEAL", "He had...the fiercest blue eyes. Like the\n deep water you see from a fishing boat...", "He leads them inside. The apartment resembles its resident,\n soiled, worn and ugly.", "The entire area is lit up by arclights, illuminating the two\n quicklime outlines of the body parts.", "He follows her back inside.\n\n INT. THE HALLWAY - SAME\n\n As they stop momentarily in front of the scary clown painting.", "Madeleine led away amongst a flock of photographers. Her\n family linked arm-and-arm in the background, crying, only\n Martha looking like she might survive...", "filling him with blackness like the\n sawdust in Sprague's goddamn dog. (beat)", "Her attitude is not one of seduction, however, her expression\n passive and fixed even when their eyes meet. She pirouettes\n for him, showing:", "hangs a disturbing PAINTING: the portrait of a clown, a young\n boy done up in court jester's garb. His body is gnarled and", "ANGLE ON THE SKETCH:\n\n A caricature of a naked Bucky having sex with Madeleine.\n\n CUT TO:", "Half the room is taken up by a mattress, its blue ticking\n stained dark brown with blood. A gas lantern sits in the", "Bucky lies in his bed, staring at the ceiling. His bedside\n light reveals a still life: Elizabeth Short's mug shot photo" ], [ "BUCKY (cont'd)\n Book him.\n\n Another flashbulb.\n\n EXT. CENTRAL STATION - LATER", "BUCKY\n Who was the driver, Kay? Tell me. Tell\n me!\n\n He's in her face now. Okay, pal, you asked for it.", "BUCKY\n He's coming back.\n\n She nods, mollifying him.\n\n CUT TO:", "ON BUCKY'S FACE\n\n Disbelief. Disgust.\n\n BACK IN THE WARRANTS CUBICLE - LATER", "Bucky makes his way over to Lee, unable to stop staring at\n the body.\n\n BUCKY\n Hey. Junior Nash, remember?", "And suddenly Bucky snaps, jumping from his car. In three big\n strides he's on the bum, clobbering him with roundhouse lefts\n and rights.", "Crammed with blues awaiting roll call. They all stare at\n Bucky; he meets the eyes that seek his, making them look\n down. Defiant.", "Bucky takes a deep breath and heads first to old man Bidwell.\n The man's palsy has him shaking and Bucky grabs the meathook\n above him to steady him.", "Bucky takes a quick left down another street.\n\n CUT TO:\n\n INT. HOLLENBACK STATION JAIL - LATER", "BUCKY\n Capice when your girls tell me that.\n\n CUT TO:\n\n INT. THE BAR - SOON AFTER", "Bucky walks outside and begins weaving his way back through\n the crowds. Out of the corner of his eye he catches a couple\n Rurales who seem to have taken an interest in him.", "BUCKY\n I heard this man gave you some trouble a\n while back.\n\n ERNIE\n Who wants to know?", "They poke around for a minute, finding nothing. The smell is\n awful. Bucky goes to a window and pulls it open.\n\n HIS POV OUT THE WINDOW:", "The van pulls away behind him.\n\n BUCKY\n (to the van driver)\n Hey! Goddammit! Get back here!", "Bucky pulls up in front of a small ugly house in a tired\n neighborhood. He exits the car carrying a cardboard box full\n of canned goods and old girlie magazines.\n\n ON THE PORCH OF THE HOUSE", "BUCKY\n Uh, yes sir.\n\n EXT. THE CITY HALL PARKING LOT - MINUTES LATEER", "Bucky stands just inside the door watching Lee study the\n photos, Kay a pace or two back, smoking nervously. Neither of\n them seem to notice him. Finally Kay sees him:", "Bucky looks impatient and Ellis senses this.", "Bucky wanders inside, obviously fidgety and not wanting to go\n home. He putters around their living room. From the back of\n the house Bucky hears the sound of A SHOWER RUNNING.", "Bucky pulls up just as Kay storms out the door and down the\n steps, hurling an armful of paper onto the lawn. Lee storms\n beside her, shouting and waving his arms as they go back\n inside." ], [ "she needs the dough. So I set up a trick\n within a trick...I take a breather and\n they go at it in the bedroom. A couple\n hours later Liz left.", "She begins to shut the door but someone behind her pulls it\n back open.\n\n Cleo Short, Elizabeth's father.", "He lower his face to the pillow...\n\n INT. ANOTHER CASTING SESSION - DAY\n\n Another clapstick: \"Elizabeth Short...Screen test #3\"", "INT. AN ANONYMOUS CASTING OFFICE - DAY\n\n Clapsticks come down in front of the camera: \"Elizabeth\n Short...Screen Test #1.\"", "at faking it. But Liz, she was good. A\n virtuoso, Academy Award kind of stuff--", "INT. ANOTHER CASTING OFFICE - DAY\n\n Elizabeth Short in another dress, her hair fixed differently.\n Clapsticks come in again: \"Elizabeth Short...Screen Test\n #2\"", "We arrive just as she exits, the outline of her body quickly \n disappearing into the blackness beyond the office door...\n\n VOICE OVER\n Thank you Elizabeth.", "ELIZABETH SHORT\n Well, you know, when in Rome...\n (looks nervously into camera)\n Why? Do you want a girl with an accent?\n\n FADE OUT", "JOHNNY\n What's her name introduced me...the\n hooer.\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n And what did you and Liz do?", "MAN #2\n How long have you lived here?\n\n ELIZABETH SHORT\n Two years.\n\n MAN #2\n You've lost your accent.", "Elizabeth Short sits on a tiny chair in a cheap office. She's\n dressed for an audition, overly made up and nervous.\n\n MAN (O.S.)\n Your name please?", "SALLY (cont'd)\n Anyway, we all get to talking...Schnitzel\n takes a liking to her and Liz tells me", "RUSS MILLARD\n You're a very very bright penny, Officer.\n\n He closes the door, leaving Bucky alone with Elizabeth.", "BUCKY (cont'd)\n That night I pictured myself the way I\n wanted Elizabeth to picture me--her", "ANOTHER ELIZABETH SHORT CASTING SESSION", "The two men arrange themselves in chairs while the Betty look-\n a-alike makes herself busy in the kitchen behind Cleo.", "The two sets of prints are identical. Russ sees the name at\n the top of the paper: ELIZABETH SHORT.", "She nods, can't relax.\n\n ELIZABETH SHORT\n Sorry. Can we try it again?", "SALLY\n Two days...after...Liz got in all the\n papers...\n\n She has a hard time going on.", "ANOTHER ELIZABETH SHORT CASTING SESSION\n\n \"Elizabeth Short...Screen Test #5\"\n\n She rambles on, almost oblivious of the camera." ], [ "it did. He was...hmm...disturbed. I think\n Ramona found him...a good way to strike\n back at me.", "lot of publicity we're going to get a lot\n of confessions. So we keep some things\n quiet. This girl was disemboweled. You", "ELLIS LOEW\n Very well, Dwight. I'll tell you. There\n are four confessors still being held at", "Russ makes a noise of disgust.\n\n RUSS MILLARD\n How many confessions so far?\n\n CAPTAIN JACK\n Eighteen.", "As soon as it's over, she looks for his eyes. He won't look\n at her. She grabs his chin and turns him face to face.", "BUCKY\n She lied about that. To get Madeleine's\n goat.\n\n Ramona's eyes brighten up.", "Her head bowed. Russ and Harry stare at her impassively.\n\n BUCKY\n Was this around Thanksgiving?\n\n She nods yes.", "ISSLER\n She looked so...sweet and pretty and I\n felt so bad. I always confess to the\n pretty ones.", "She doesn't. And they both know it. They embrace, trying to\n cover up the hollow awkwardness with familiar affection.\n\n It doesn't work...", "she needs the dough. So I set up a trick\n within a trick...I take a breather and\n they go at it in the bedroom. A couple\n hours later Liz left.", "BUCKY\n (helping her out)\n Is this when your pimp Charlie confesses?", "She responds, but not quickly enough for him. He rushes into\n her before she's ready. Still, she tries to be there for him,\n hoping to catch up with his lust.", "All of her bravado drops. Bucky sees it immediately. He grabs\n her purse and keys and tosses them on the hood of her car.", "She struggles to her feet and leaves the room. Her husband\n follows.\n\n MADELEINE\n I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.", "She moves to him, touching him on the back of the neck, the\n stroke of her finger enough to make him stand and face her.\n\n INT. THE BEDROOM - LATER", "VOICE OVER\n I told him everything. Me and Madeleine,\n the Spragues. Withholding evidence for\n her. Everything. Even Lee. After all of\n it he only had one thing to say:", "She smiles. Very slowly she withdraws one of her hands from\n the folds of her dressing gown. She holds a tiny ladylike\n revolver in her fingers and drops it at her feet. When she\n speaks, it's with complete control.", "The nun scribbles furiously to keep up. The officers are torn\n between staring at their shoes and at the body.", "She points over his shoulder to the hammer hanging in plain\n view.\n\n INT. THE BEDROOM - LATER", "Bucky looks like he's about to burst. He wants to go to her,\n lock her in his arms and forgive. instead, he just backs up\n three steps, slowly turns on his heels, and walks out." ], [ "BUCKY\n Are you saying the woman was a lesbian?\n\n Marjorie nods yes.", "BUCKY\n You sleep with either of them?\n\n MADELEINE\n No. Just cocktail lounge chitchat.\n\n BUCKY\n Are you lez?", "BARTENDER\n A couple times. Two, three months ago.\n Just to cadge drinks off the sisters,\n though. She liked boys, I'm sure. And not\n the Dahlia. Never.", "An abrupt cut: Linda Martin, naked, lying on a divan. Betty\n enters the frame with the dildo; she puts it between Linda's", "MADELEINE\n Sugar, Betty and I made love once, that\n one time we met last summer. I just did\n it to see what it would be like to do it\n with someone who looked like me and--", "INT. A DIFFERENT LESBIAN BAR - LATER", "She responds, but not quickly enough for him. He rushes into\n her before she's ready. Still, she tries to be there for him,\n hoping to catch up with his lust.", "my father. But we thought Georgie just\n wanted her for sex.", "MILLARD\n And you wanted to fuck her, didn't you?\n\n RED MANLEY\n I wanted...to test my loyalty to my wife.", "from the circumcised head. Betty puts it in her mouth, sucks\n it, eyes wide open and glassy.", "indicates voluntary intercourse within\n the last week...She took what I'd call a\n gentle whipping in the last ten days...In", "A dimly lit LESBIAN BAR. Butch women in GI khakis mix with\n soft girls in cashmere skirt suits.", "MADELEINE\n Last summer I was bar-hopping a lot.\n Straight bars. I heard about a girl who", "Kay slams down a book.\n\n KAY\n Goddammit, Dwight! That girl--that girl!\n I don't give a damn about that girl. She\n ruined our lives!", "As soon as it's over, she looks for his eyes. He won't look\n at her. She grabs his chin and turns him face to face.", "Her attitude is not one of seduction, however, her expression\n passive and fixed even when their eyes meet. She pirouettes\n for him, showing:", "MARJORIE\n Yeah. Her and Linda Martin--talking to\n this older woman up on the Boulevard. She\n had a man's suit and short hair like a\n man...Only that one time...", "she needs the dough. So I set up a trick\n within a trick...I take a breather and\n they go at it in the bedroom. A couple\n hours later Liz left.", "The food is finished. So is a bottle of champagne. Kay pops\n another one, hitting Lee in the chest with the cork. Everyone\n laughs hysterically. They fill the glasses again.", "SALLY\n I think it got a little kinky. He'd\n brought a couple toys...He may\n have...whipped her a bit." ], [ "Bucky follows the Packard into a crowded GI bar parking lot.\n He parks a distance away. But as he watches Madeleine get out\n of her car he is staggered:", "Bucky sits in his car in the parking lot watching the soldier\n loiter outside of A motel room. Madeleine returns from the\n office with the key and lets the two of them in.", "Bucky waits outside, watching from behind a tree. He watches\n as the last of the cars, Madeleine's, pulls out of the\n driveway.", "MADELEINE\n You know the rest.\n\n BUCKY\n Pretend I'm stupid. For old time's sake.\n\n Madeleine exhales hate.", "Bucky's just onto the porch steps when Madeleine answers the\n door. She's dressed like the Dahlia.\n\n He pushes her inside.", "Madeleine wanders in, Bucky smiles at her.\n\n MADELEINE\n What?\n\n BUCKY\n Nothing.", "Bucky sits in the back of the bar, shrouded in smoke and loud\n music. He drinks bourbon and watches Madeleine over at the\n bar. She's got her hand on a soldier's knee.", "Bucky spies on the Spragues. He digs back into his seat as\n Madeleine comes down the walk and puts mail in the mail box.\n Just for a second it looks like she sees him...maybe not...", "MADELEINE (VO)\n Not at the house. Daddy's having a\n business soiree. The Red Arrow.\n\n BUCKY\n I have an apartment, you know.", "Bucky takes a quick left down another street.\n\n CUT TO:\n\n INT. HOLLENBACK STATION JAIL - LATER", "MADELEINE (cont'd)\n One more thing--What's your name?\n\n BUCKY\n Bucky Bleichert.", "Madeleine's Packard pulls out and roars up the street. Bucky\n guns his car to follow...\n\n EXT. THE ZIMBA ROOM - NIGHT", "INT. THE RED ARROW MOTEL - NIGHT\n\n Madeleine sits on the bed fully dressed. Bucky stands in the\n doorway.", "Bucky finds a brightly lit room filled with sailors and half-\n dressed Mexican strippers. He stands on his tip-toes trying\n to see over the crowd to find somebody with the air of\n proprietor.", "MADELEINE (cont'd)\n Maddy, girl, ye shouldn't be congregatin'\n in such unsuitable places--\n\n BUCKY\n I'm a policeman.", "EXT. THE SPRAGUE MANSION - NIGHT\n\n Bucky rings the bell dressed in his Sunday best blazer.\n Madeleine answers, a knockout in a skirt and cashmere sweater.", "BUCKY\n He knew about Madeleine Sprague. He knew\n about Laverne's Hideaway.\n\n INT. THE SPRAGUE MANSION - NIGHT - A FLASHBACK", "INT. THE EL NIDO - SAME\n\n as Bucky stares across the room at a picture of the Dahlia.\n Millard sits at the small desk, waiting for him to come back.", "BUCKY\n And that's all of it?\n\n MADELEINE\n Yes. That's all of it.", "BUCKY\n He's coming back.\n\n She nods, mollifying him.\n\n CUT TO:" ], [ "Bucky hits the cement and gets an upside down view of Lee and\n the last man drawing guns on each other--Lee's three shots\n cutting down the man before he can fire his tiny derringer.", "Bucky steps into Lee with fists flying, a mad demon. He\n smashes him again and again, beating his only friend until\n Lee slides senseless to the floor...", "The van pulls away behind him.\n\n BUCKY\n (to the van driver)\n Hey! Goddammit! Get back here!", "Bucky makes his way over to Lee, unable to stop staring at\n the body.\n\n BUCKY\n Hey. Junior Nash, remember?", "ANOTHER OF THE MEN goes for his trousers, fumbling for\n something as BUCKY SHOOTS HIM THREE TIMES.\n\n LEE\n Bucky duck!", "Tomas Dos Santos dying in a large Plexiglas GAS CHAMBER.\n Bucky stands in the back of the room, forcing himself to\n watch. He can't stand it and leaves.", "Bucky leaps on De Witt, grabbing him around the neck and\n choking him. De Witt turns blue, his eyes bulging out--\n\n BEHIND BUCKY, VOICES IN SPANISH", "Bucky can't stand the suspense. He tucks his gun into his\n waistband and grabs the shovel. After a few more strokes the\n thump of something solid.", "And suddenly Bucky snaps, jumping from his car. In three big\n strides he's on the bum, clobbering him with roundhouse lefts\n and rights.", "**The general fight storyline is this: a very even and brutal\n match see-sawing back and forth, Bucky doing all he can to", "Bucky and Russ step outside. Russ lights a match and tosses\n it inside. Flames begin to eat away the bloody mattress...", "Bucky blows away another objet d'art. The two Spragues huddle\n on the couch.\n\n BUCKY\n He was a sick fuck and you knew it!", "And Bucky's in Dolphine's truck while Dolphine's screaming\n for him to wait and Bucky slams the truck in reverse,", "Maynard Coleman, carrying a stuffed bunny rabbit, walks up\n the stairs toward Bucky. Just as the two men pass Bucky PULLS\n HIS GUN and puts it to Coleman's head.", "She nods.\n\n BUCKY (cont'd)\n It was them or us.\n\n She nods again.", "Bucky takes three to land six, eventually knocking the guy\n out. He looks across the street to see to cops watching him,\n measuring him.\n\n INT. AN ALLEY - NIGHT", "Bucky pulls out his badge and pins it to his jacket pocket.\n Behind him, Lee is busy turning the dead men's pockets inside\n out--scattering shivs and reefers onto the sidewalk away from\n the blood.", "Bucky blows a hole in a vase some six inches from her. He\n cocks his head at her, as if to say: the next one will be\n closer.", "In a terrible ten rounder with the ghosts of his past Bucky\n demolishes the dream house, pulls his uniforms out of the\n closet and bolts out of the house, leaving the door open so\n scavengers can pick the place clean...", "Bucky drills him in the solar plexus, doubling him over. He\n grabs Vogel by the hair and slams his head into the roof of\n the car as Johnny's lights dIm..." ] ]

[ "What was Elizabeth Short later known as?", "Who was investigating Elizabeth's murder?", "Who guns down Dewitt?", "Who does \"Bucky start a relationship with?", "Who did Kay used to date before Lee?", "Which of the two detectives died?", "Who really killed Elizabeth?", "Why did Ramona kill Elizabeth?", "Who does Bucky kill?", "What is Bucky's real name?", "What is The Black Delahia's real name?", "Who does Bucky meet at the lesbian nightclub?", "What does Madeleine promise Bucky in order to keep her name out of the papers?", "Who was Lee supposed to be meeting when he was killed? ", "Why did Lee need to kill DeWitt?", "Who was Kay to DeWitt?", "Where did the murder of Elizabeth Short take place?", "Who killed Elizabeth Short and why? ", "Who killed Lee and why? ", "What was the mueder dubbed as ?", "Who is kay lake?", "What did bucky find and from where?", "What did the drawing resembled to?", "Who did bucky confront and of what ?", "Who had been with elizabeth on the sets and why?", "What did Romana did after confessing?", "Who had lesbian relations?", "Where did bucky find mandeleine?", "Who does bucky kill in the end?" ]

[ [ "\"The Black Dahlia\"", "Black Dahlia" ], [ "Detectives Dwight \"Bucky\" Bleichart and Lee Blanchard", "Dwight 'Bucky' Bleichert and Lee Blanchard" ], [ "Lee", "Lee" ], [ "Madeleine", "Madelein." ], [ "Dewitt", "Bobby DeWitt." ], [ "Lee", "Lee" ], [ "Madeleine's mother Ramona", "Ramona" ], [ "Elizabeth looked too much like Madeleine.", "She looked like MAdeleine" ], [ "Madeleine", "Madeleine" ], [ "Dwight Bleichert", "Dwight Bleichart" ], [ "Elizabeth Short.", "Elizabeth Short" ], [ "Madeleine Linscott", "Madeleine" ], [ "Sexual favors", "sexual favors" ], [ "Bobby DeWitt, a recently released convict", "Kay" ], [ "He had stolen the money from DeWitt's bank robbery", "DeWitt was out of prison, and Lee had stolen DeWitt's bank robbery money" ], [ "His girlfriend", "Exgirlfriend" ], [ "In a barn in a housing project under the Hollywoodland sign owned by Emmett Linscott", "A barn on a property owned by Emmett Linscott, somewhere below the Hollywood Sign." ], [ "Ramona Linscott killed Elizabeth Short because the man she loved, George,was infatuated with her and was going to have sex with her even though she looked like his daughter, Madeleine. ", "Ramona Linscott. She couldn't bear the thought of George having sex with a Madelein look-alike." ], [ "Madeleine killed Lee because he was blackmailing her family with her lesbian relationship with Elizabeth Short.", "Madeleine because he was blackmailing her father about her relationship with Elizabeth" ], [ "the murder was dubbed as the black dahlia", "The Black Dahlia" ], [ "she is lee's long time girlfriend.", "close friend of Bucky" ], [ "buck finds out the bank robbery money hidden the bathroom", "Where Elizabeth was killed in an empty house" ], [ "the drawing resembled to a painting in madeleines home", "A Glasgow smile" ], [ "bucky confronted madeleines and her father for mudering elizabeth", "Madeleine and her father of killing Elizabeth" ], [ "George had been on the sets because he got infactuated with her.", "Madeleine because they had a lesbian relationship." ], [ "romana killed herself after confessing.", "she kills herself" ], [ "mandeleine and elizabeth had lesbian relations", "Madelein and Elizabeth." ], [ "bucky finds her at seedy motel", "motel" ], [ "Bucky kills mandeleine in the end.", "Madeleine" ] ]

[ [ "against the sky, gigantic in height, and muffled in a cloak, Ichabod was\nhorror-struck on perceiving that he was headless!--but his horror was", "and in the very act of hurling his head at him. Ichabod endeavored to\ndodge the horrible missile, but too late. It encountered his cranium", "stories, however, turned upon the favorite spectre of Sleepy Hollow, the\nHeadless Horseman, who had been heard several times of late, patrolling", "apparition of a figure on horseback, without a head. It is said by some\nto be the ghost of a Hessian trooper, whose head had been carried away", "into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him; how they\ngalloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached", "Hessian, now quickened his steed in hopes of leaving him behind. The\nstranger, however, quickened his horse to an equal pace. Ichabod pulled", "the spectre is known at all the country firesides, by the name of the\nHeadless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow.", "They had now reached the road which turns off to Sleepy Hollow; but\nGunpowder, who seemed possessed with a demon, instead of keeping up it,", "Brom Bones, however, was the hero of the scene, having come to the\ngathering on his favorite steed Daredevil, a creature, like himself,", "Ichabod, and his saddle. An inquiry was set on foot, and after diligent\ninvestigation they came upon his traces. In one part of the road leading", "every bound. Ichabod's flimsy garments fluttered in the air, as\nhe stretched his long lank body away over his horse's head, in the\neagerness of his flight.", "a broken-down plow-horse, that had outlived almost everything but its\nviciousness. He was gaunt and shagged, with a ewe neck, and a head like", "fearful darkness at night. Such was one of the favorite haunts of\nthe Headless Horseman, and the place where he was most frequently", "encountered. The tale was told of old Brouwer, a most heretical\ndisbeliever in ghosts, how he met the Horseman returning from his foray", "forehead might be called, and the skirts of his black coat fluttered out\nalmost to the horses tail. Such was the appearance of Ichabod and his", "died away,--and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and\ndeserted. Ichabod only lingered behind, according to the custom of", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "place where Brom Bones's ghostly competitor had disappeared. \"If I can\nbut reach that bridge,\" thought Ichabod, \"I am safe.\" Just then he heard", "This story was immediately matched by a thrice marvellous adventure of\nBrom Bones, who made light of the Galloping Hessian as an arrant jockey.", "off by the Galloping Hessian. As he was a bachelor, and in nobody's\ndebt, nobody troubled his head any more about him; the school was" ], [ "Among the musical disciples who assembled, one evening in each week,\nto receive his instructions in psalmody, was Katrina Van Tassel,", "and garnished with honey or treacle, by the delicate little dimpled hand\nof Katrina Van Tassel.", "the Ten Pound Court. Brom Bones, too, who, shortly after his rival's\ndisappearance conducted the blooming Katrina in triumph to the altar,", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "affections of the peerless daughter of Van Tassel. In this enterprise,\nhowever, he had more real difficulties than generally fell to the lot of", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "eyes, more especially after he had visited her in her paternal mansion.\nOld Baltus Van Tassel was a perfect picture of a thriving, contented,", "a merry-making or \"quilting frolic,\" to be held that evening at\nMynheer Van Tassel's; and having delivered his message with that air of", "Old Baltus Van Tassel moved about among his guests with a face dilated\nwith content and good humor, round and jolly as the harvest moon. His", "Brom Bones, however, was the hero of the scene, having come to the\ngathering on his favorite steed Daredevil, a creature, like himself,", "by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly\nknown by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "This rantipole hero had for some time singled out the blooming Katrina\nfor the object of his uncouth gallantries, and though his amorous", "into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him; how they\ngalloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached", "the daughter and only child of a substantial Dutch farmer. She was a\nblooming lass of fresh eighteen; plump as a partridge; ripe and melting", "Ichabod Crane had a soft and foolish heart towards the sex; and it is\nnot to be wondered at that so tempting a morsel soon found favor in his", "It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and\ncrestfallen, pursued his travels homewards, along the sides of the", "was received, brought home the intelligence that Ichabod Crane was still\nalive; that he had left the neighborhood partly through fear of the\ngoblin and Hans Van Ripper, and partly in mortification at having been", "There was a contagion in the very air that blew from that haunted\nregion; it breathed forth an atmosphere of dreams and fancies infecting\nall the land. Several of the Sleepy Hollow people were present at" ], [ "Old Baltus Van Tassel moved about among his guests with a face dilated\nwith content and good humor, round and jolly as the harvest moon. His", "eyes, more especially after he had visited her in her paternal mansion.\nOld Baltus Van Tassel was a perfect picture of a thriving, contented,", "which is so often a stumbling-block in the path of lovers. Balt Van\nTassel was an easy indulgent soul; he loved his daughter better even", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "Among the musical disciples who assembled, one evening in each week,\nto receive his instructions in psalmody, was Katrina Van Tassel,", "a merry-making or \"quilting frolic,\" to be held that evening at\nMynheer Van Tassel's; and having delivered his message with that air of", "affections of the peerless daughter of Van Tassel. In this enterprise,\nhowever, he had more real difficulties than generally fell to the lot of", "Van Tassel's, and, as usual, were doling out their wild and wonderful\nlegends. Many dismal tales were told about funeral trains, and mourning", "Van Brunt, the hero of the country round, which rang with his feats of\nstrength and hardihood. He was broad-shouldered and double-jointed,", "Brom Bones, however, was the hero of the scene, having come to the\ngathering on his favorite steed Daredevil, a creature, like himself,", "of buckwheat, and Indian corn, and the orchards burdened with ruddy\nfruit, which surrounded the warm tenement of Van Tassel, his heart", "by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly\nknown by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in", "retire, who felt no inclination to cross a lion in his amours; insomuch,\nthat when his horse was seen tied to Van Tassel's paling, on a Sunday", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "In the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the eastern\nshore of the Hudson, at that broad expansion of the river denominated", "the Ten Pound Court. Brom Bones, too, who, shortly after his rival's\ndisappearance conducted the blooming Katrina in triumph to the altar,", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "It is true, an old farmer, who had been down to New York on a visit\nseveral years after, and from whom this account of the ghostly adventure", "and garnished with honey or treacle, by the delicate little dimpled hand\nof Katrina Van Tassel." ], [ "Ichabod became the object of whimsical persecution to Bones and his gang\nof rough riders. They harried his hitherto peaceful domains; smoked", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "place where Brom Bones's ghostly competitor had disappeared. \"If I can\nbut reach that bridge,\" thought Ichabod, \"I am safe.\" Just then he heard", "Such was the formidable rival with whom Ichabod Crane had to contend,\nand, considering all things, a stouter man than he would have shrunk", "Brom Bones, however, was the hero of the scene, having come to the\ngathering on his favorite steed Daredevil, a creature, like himself,", "Hessian, now quickened his steed in hopes of leaving him behind. The\nstranger, however, quickened his horse to an equal pace. Ichabod pulled", "and great powers of limb he had received the nickname of BROM BONES,\nby which he was universally known. He was famed for great knowledge and", "This story was immediately matched by a thrice marvellous adventure of\nBrom Bones, who made light of the Galloping Hessian as an arrant jockey.", "was too conscious of the superior might of his adversary to enter the\nlists against him; he had overheard a boast of Bones, that he would", "Brom Bones was at the bottom of it.", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "Ichabod prided himself upon his dancing as much as upon his vocal\npowers. Not a limb, not a fibre about him was idle; and to have seen his", "every bound. Ichabod's flimsy garments fluttered in the air, as\nhe stretched his long lank body away over his horse's head, in the\neagerness of his flight.", "As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle; he thought\nhis whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through", "Ichabod, and his saddle. An inquiry was set on foot, and after diligent\ninvestigation they came upon his traces. In one part of the road leading", "sword in each hand, was most valiantly fighting the wind on the pinnacle\nof the barn. In the mean time, Ichabod would carry on his suit with the", "From the moment Ichabod laid his eyes upon these regions of delight, the\npeace of his mind was at an end, and his only study was how to gain the", "banquet as it deserves, and am too eager to get on with my story.\nHappily, Ichabod Crane was not in so great a hurry as his historian, but\ndid ample justice to every dainty.", "gate. Ichabod did not make his appearance at breakfast; dinner-hour\ncame, but no Ichabod. The boys assembled at the schoolhouse, and" ], [ "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "name of Ichabod Crane, who sojourned, or, as he expressed it, \"tarried,\"\nin Sleepy Hollow, for the purpose of instructing the children of the", "gate. Ichabod did not make his appearance at breakfast; dinner-hour\ncame, but no Ichabod. The boys assembled at the schoolhouse, and", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "was received, brought home the intelligence that Ichabod Crane was still\nalive; that he had left the neighborhood partly through fear of the\ngoblin and Hans Van Ripper, and partly in mortification at having been", "Ichabod, and his saddle. An inquiry was set on foot, and after diligent\ninvestigation they came upon his traces. In one part of the road leading", "by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly\nknown by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "died away,--and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and\ndeserted. Ichabod only lingered behind, according to the custom of", "As the enraptured Ichabod fancied all this, and as he rolled his great\ngreen eyes over the fat meadow lands, the rich fields of wheat, of rye,", "It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and\ncrestfallen, pursued his travels homewards, along the sides of the", "From the moment Ichabod laid his eyes upon these regions of delight, the\npeace of his mind was at an end, and his only study was how to gain the", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "Such was the formidable rival with whom Ichabod Crane had to contend,\nand, considering all things, a stouter man than he would have shrunk", "Ichabod was a suitable figure for such a steed. He rode with short\nstirrups, which brought his knees nearly up to the pommel of the saddle;", "Ichabod prided himself upon his dancing as much as upon his vocal\npowers. Not a limb, not a fibre about him was idle; and to have seen his", "banquet as it deserves, and am too eager to get on with my story.\nHappily, Ichabod Crane was not in so great a hurry as his historian, but\ndid ample justice to every dainty.", "Ichabod became the object of whimsical persecution to Bones and his gang\nof rough riders. They harried his hitherto peaceful domains; smoked", "forehead might be called, and the skirts of his black coat fluttered out\nalmost to the horses tail. Such was the appearance of Ichabod and his", "Hessian, now quickened his steed in hopes of leaving him behind. The\nstranger, however, quickened his horse to an equal pace. Ichabod pulled" ], [ "died away,--and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and\ndeserted. Ichabod only lingered behind, according to the custom of", "gate. Ichabod did not make his appearance at breakfast; dinner-hour\ncame, but no Ichabod. The boys assembled at the schoolhouse, and", "It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and\ncrestfallen, pursued his travels homewards, along the sides of the", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "was received, brought home the intelligence that Ichabod Crane was still\nalive; that he had left the neighborhood partly through fear of the\ngoblin and Hans Van Ripper, and partly in mortification at having been", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "and in the very act of hurling his head at him. Ichabod endeavored to\ndodge the horrible missile, but too late. It encountered his cranium", "place where Brom Bones's ghostly competitor had disappeared. \"If I can\nbut reach that bridge,\" thought Ichabod, \"I am safe.\" Just then he heard", "Ichabod, and his saddle. An inquiry was set on foot, and after diligent\ninvestigation they came upon his traces. In one part of the road leading", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "against the sky, gigantic in height, and muffled in a cloak, Ichabod was\nhorror-struck on perceiving that he was headless!--but his horror was", "Hessian, now quickened his steed in hopes of leaving him behind. The\nstranger, however, quickened his horse to an equal pace. Ichabod pulled", "others were called to mind; and when they had diligently considered them\nall, and compared them with the symptoms of the present case, they shook\ntheir heads, and came to the conclusion that Ichabod had been carried", "As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle; he thought\nhis whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through", "unfortunate Ichabod, and close beside it a shattered pumpkin.", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "Such was the formidable rival with whom Ichabod Crane had to contend,\nand, considering all things, a stouter man than he would have shrunk", "banquet as it deserves, and am too eager to get on with my story.\nHappily, Ichabod Crane was not in so great a hurry as his historian, but\ndid ample justice to every dainty.", "forehead might be called, and the skirts of his black coat fluttered out\nalmost to the horses tail. Such was the appearance of Ichabod and his", "ran broadside against the fence. Ichabod, whose fears increased with the\ndelay, jerked the reins on the other side, and kicked lustily with the" ], [ "This rantipole hero had for some time singled out the blooming Katrina\nfor the object of his uncouth gallantries, and though his amorous", "Among the musical disciples who assembled, one evening in each week,\nto receive his instructions in psalmody, was Katrina Van Tassel,", "the Ten Pound Court. Brom Bones, too, who, shortly after his rival's\ndisappearance conducted the blooming Katrina in triumph to the altar,", "shingle palaces in the wilderness. Nay, his busy fancy already realized\nhis hopes, and presented to him the blooming Katrina, with a whole\nfamily of children, mounted on the top of a wagon loaded with household", "toyings were something like the gentle caresses and endearments of a\nbear, yet it was whispered that she did not altogether discourage his\nhopes. Certain it is, his advances were signals for rival candidates to", "than his pipe, and, like a reasonable man and an excellent father, let\nher have her way in everything. His notable little wife, too, had enough", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "and garnished with honey or treacle, by the delicate little dimpled hand\nof Katrina Van Tassel.", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "To have taken the field openly against his rival would have been\nmadness; for he was not a man to be thwarted in his amours, any more", "eyes, more especially after he had visited her in her paternal mansion.\nOld Baltus Van Tassel was a perfect picture of a thriving, contented,", "When he entered the house, the conquest of his heart was complete. It\nwas one of those spacious farmhouses, with high-ridged but lowly sloping", "Van Brunt, the hero of the country round, which rang with his feats of\nstrength and hardihood. He was broad-shouldered and double-jointed,", "This story was immediately matched by a thrice marvellous adventure of\nBrom Bones, who made light of the Galloping Hessian as an arrant jockey.", "the daughter and only child of a substantial Dutch farmer. She was a\nblooming lass of fresh eighteen; plump as a partridge; ripe and melting", "especially to the vicinity of a church at no great distance. Indeed,\ncertain of the most authentic historians of those parts, who have been\ncareful in collecting and collating the floating facts concerning this", "affections of the peerless daughter of Van Tassel. In this enterprise,\nhowever, he had more real difficulties than generally fell to the lot of", "Brom Bones, however, was the hero of the scene, having come to the\ngathering on his favorite steed Daredevil, a creature, like himself,", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him; how they\ngalloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached" ], [ "died away,--and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and\ndeserted. Ichabod only lingered behind, according to the custom of", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "was received, brought home the intelligence that Ichabod Crane was still\nalive; that he had left the neighborhood partly through fear of the\ngoblin and Hans Van Ripper, and partly in mortification at having been", "gate. Ichabod did not make his appearance at breakfast; dinner-hour\ncame, but no Ichabod. The boys assembled at the schoolhouse, and", "others were called to mind; and when they had diligently considered them\nall, and compared them with the symptoms of the present case, they shook\ntheir heads, and came to the conclusion that Ichabod had been carried", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "Ichabod, and his saddle. An inquiry was set on foot, and after diligent\ninvestigation they came upon his traces. In one part of the road leading", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "place where Brom Bones's ghostly competitor had disappeared. \"If I can\nbut reach that bridge,\" thought Ichabod, \"I am safe.\" Just then he heard", "was observed to look exceedingly knowing whenever the story of Ichabod\nwas related, and always burst into a hearty laugh at the mention of the\npumpkin; which led some to suspect that he knew more about the matter", "It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and\ncrestfallen, pursued his travels homewards, along the sides of the", "As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle; he thought\nhis whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through", "the hurry-scurry had clattered by, and then exclaim, \"Ay, there goes\nBrom Bones and his gang!\" The neighbors looked upon him with a mixture", "against the sky, gigantic in height, and muffled in a cloak, Ichabod was\nhorror-struck on perceiving that he was headless!--but his horror was", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "Heaven only knows, not I! Let it suffice to say, Ichabod stole forth\nwith the air of one who had been sacking a henroost, rather than a fair", "Ichabod became the object of whimsical persecution to Bones and his gang\nof rough riders. They harried his hitherto peaceful domains; smoked", "forehead might be called, and the skirts of his black coat fluttered out\nalmost to the horses tail. Such was the appearance of Ichabod and his", "Ichabod Crane made his advances, the interests of the former evidently\ndeclined: his horse was no longer seen tied to the palings on Sunday", "Hessian, now quickened his steed in hopes of leaving him behind. The\nstranger, however, quickened his horse to an equal pace. Ichabod pulled" ], [ "Old Baltus Van Tassel moved about among his guests with a face dilated\nwith content and good humor, round and jolly as the harvest moon. His", "All these tales, told in that drowsy undertone with which men talk in\nthe dark, the countenances of the listeners only now and then receiving", "But all these were nothing to the tales of ghosts and apparitions that\nsucceeded. The neighborhood is rich in legendary treasures of the", "All the stories of ghosts and goblins that he had heard in the afternoon\nnow came crowding upon his recollection. The night grew darker and", "Van Tassel's, and, as usual, were doling out their wild and wonderful\nlegends. Many dismal tales were told about funeral trains, and mourning", "stories, however, turned upon the favorite spectre of Sleepy Hollow, the\nHeadless Horseman, who had been heard several times of late, patrolling", "It is true, an old farmer, who had been down to New York on a visit\nseveral years after, and from whom this account of the ghostly adventure", "there con over old Mather's direful tales, until the gathering dusk of\nevening made the printed page a mere mist before his eyes. Then, as he", "Another of his sources of fearful pleasure was to pass long winter\nevenings with the old Dutch wives, as they sat spinning by the fire,", "The preceding tale is given almost in the precise words in which I\nheard it related at a Corporation meeting at the ancient city of", "\"Faith, sir,\" replied the story-teller, \"as to that matter, I don't\nbelieve one-half of it myself.\" D. K.\n\nTHE END.", "Such is the general purport of this legendary superstition, which has\nfurnished materials for many a wild story in that region of shadows; and", "it, were equally extraordinary; and both had been increased by his\nresidence in this spell-bound region. No tale was too gross or monstrous\nfor his capacious swallow. It was often his delight, after his school", "churchyard, at the bridge, and at the spot where the hat and pumpkin\nhad been found. The stories of Brouwer, of Bones, and a whole budget of", "The story-teller, who was just putting a glass of wine to his lips, as\na refreshment after his toils, paused for a moment, looked at his", "cowboys, and all kinds of border chivalry. Just sufficient time had\nelapsed to enable each storyteller to dress up his tale with a little", "encountered. The tale was told of old Brouwer, a most heretical\ndisbeliever in ghosts, how he met the Horseman returning from his foray", "There was a contagion in the very air that blew from that haunted\nregion; it breathed forth an atmosphere of dreams and fancies infecting\nall the land. Several of the Sleepy Hollow people were present at", "The immediate cause, however, of the prevalence of supernatural stories\nin these parts, was doubtless owing to the vicinity of Sleepy Hollow.", "Hollow, as they sometimes called him. He would delight them equally by\nhis anecdotes of witchcraft, and of the direful omens and portentous" ], [ "There was a contagion in the very air that blew from that haunted\nregion; it breathed forth an atmosphere of dreams and fancies infecting\nall the land. Several of the Sleepy Hollow people were present at", "The immediate cause, however, of the prevalence of supernatural stories\nin these parts, was doubtless owing to the vicinity of Sleepy Hollow.", "THE LEGEND OF SLEEPY HOLLOW\n\n\nby Washington Irving", "From the listless repose of the place, and the peculiar character of its\ninhabitants, who are descendants from the original Dutch settlers, this", "into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him; how they\ngalloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached", "author, Cotton Mather, and added many marvellous events that had taken\nplace in his native State of Connecticut, and fearful sights which he\nhad seen in his nightly walks about Sleepy Hollow.", "stories, however, turned upon the favorite spectre of Sleepy Hollow, the\nHeadless Horseman, who had been heard several times of late, patrolling", "GUTENBERG EBOOK THE LEGEND OF SLEEPY HOLLOW ***\n\n\n\n\nProduced by Ilana M. (Kingsley) Newby and Greg Newby", "sequestered glen has long been known by the name of SLEEPY HOLLOW, and\nits rustic lads are called the Sleepy Hollow Boys throughout all the", "End of Project Gutenberg's The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, by Washington Irving", "name of Ichabod Crane, who sojourned, or, as he expressed it, \"tarried,\"\nin Sleepy Hollow, for the purpose of instructing the children of the", "years have elapsed since I trod the drowsy shades of Sleepy Hollow, yet\nI question whether I should not still find the same trees and the same\nfamilies vegetating in its sheltered bosom.", "They had now reached the road which turns off to Sleepy Hollow; but\nGunpowder, who seemed possessed with a demon, instead of keeping up it,", "died away,--and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and\ndeserted. Ichabod only lingered behind, according to the custom of", "As the enraptured Ichabod fancied all this, and as he rolled his great\ngreen eyes over the fat meadow lands, the rich fields of wheat, of rye,", "by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly\nknown by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in", "evil spirits, was to sing psalm tunes and the good people of Sleepy\nHollow, as they sat by their doors of an evening, were often filled with", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "In this by-place of nature there abode, in a remote period of American\nhistory, that is to say, some thirty years since, a worthy wight of the", "Hollow, as they sometimes called him. He would delight them equally by\nhis anecdotes of witchcraft, and of the direful omens and portentous" ], [ "In this by-place of nature there abode, in a remote period of American\nhistory, that is to say, some thirty years since, a worthy wight of the", "The preceding tale is given almost in the precise words in which I\nheard it related at a Corporation meeting at the ancient city of", "It is true, an old farmer, who had been down to New York on a visit\nseveral years after, and from whom this account of the ghostly adventure", "by a cannon-ball, in some nameless battle during the Revolutionary War,\nand who is ever and anon seen by the country folk hurrying along in", "The story-teller, who was just putting a glass of wine to his lips, as\na refreshment after his toils, paused for a moment, looked at his", "been the itinerant orchestra of the neighborhood for more than half a\ncentury. His instrument was as old and battered as himself. The greater\npart of the time he scraped on two or three strings, accompanying every", "there con over old Mather's direful tales, until the gathering dusk of\nevening made the printed page a mere mist before his eyes. Then, as he", "it, were equally extraordinary; and both had been increased by his\nresidence in this spell-bound region. No tale was too gross or monstrous\nfor his capacious swallow. It was often his delight, after his school", "by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly\nknown by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in", "especially to the vicinity of a church at no great distance. Indeed,\ncertain of the most authentic historians of those parts, who have been\ncareful in collecting and collating the floating facts concerning this", "Not far from this village, perhaps about two miles, there is a little\nvalley or rather lap of land among high hills, which is one of the", "cowboys, and all kinds of border chivalry. Just sufficient time had\nelapsed to enable each storyteller to dress up his tale with a little", "This neighborhood, at the time of which I am speaking, was one of those\nhighly favored places which abound with chronicle and great men. The", "But all these were nothing to the tales of ghosts and apparitions that\nsucceeded. The neighborhood is rich in legendary treasures of the", "All these tales, told in that drowsy undertone with which men talk in\nthe dark, the countenances of the listeners only now and then receiving", "There was a contagion in the very air that blew from that haunted\nregion; it breathed forth an atmosphere of dreams and fancies infecting\nall the land. Several of the Sleepy Hollow people were present at", "In the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the eastern\nshore of the Hudson, at that broad expansion of the river denominated", "stories, however, turned upon the favorite spectre of Sleepy Hollow, the\nHeadless Horseman, who had been heard several times of late, patrolling", "trial. It was at this identical spot that the unfortunate André was\ncaptured, and under the covert of those chestnuts and vines were the", "Such is the general purport of this legendary superstition, which has\nfurnished materials for many a wild story in that region of shadows; and" ], [ "The immediate cause, however, of the prevalence of supernatural stories\nin these parts, was doubtless owing to the vicinity of Sleepy Hollow.", "sequestered glen has long been known by the name of SLEEPY HOLLOW, and\nits rustic lads are called the Sleepy Hollow Boys throughout all the", "the spectre is known at all the country firesides, by the name of the\nHeadless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow.", "There was a contagion in the very air that blew from that haunted\nregion; it breathed forth an atmosphere of dreams and fancies infecting\nall the land. Several of the Sleepy Hollow people were present at", "stories, however, turned upon the favorite spectre of Sleepy Hollow, the\nHeadless Horseman, who had been heard several times of late, patrolling", "by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly\nknown by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in", "into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him; how they\ngalloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached", "They had now reached the road which turns off to Sleepy Hollow; but\nGunpowder, who seemed possessed with a demon, instead of keeping up it,", "name of Ichabod Crane, who sojourned, or, as he expressed it, \"tarried,\"\nin Sleepy Hollow, for the purpose of instructing the children of the", "years have elapsed since I trod the drowsy shades of Sleepy Hollow, yet\nI question whether I should not still find the same trees and the same\nfamilies vegetating in its sheltered bosom.", "tune among the tranquil solitudes of Sleepy Hollow.", "GUTENBERG EBOOK THE LEGEND OF SLEEPY HOLLOW ***\n\n\n\n\nProduced by Ilana M. (Kingsley) Newby and Greg Newby", "THE LEGEND OF SLEEPY HOLLOW\n\n\nby Washington Irving", "From the listless repose of the place, and the peculiar character of its\ninhabitants, who are descendants from the original Dutch settlers, this", "author, Cotton Mather, and added many marvellous events that had taken\nplace in his native State of Connecticut, and fearful sights which he\nhad seen in his nightly walks about Sleepy Hollow.", "But all these were nothing to the tales of ghosts and apparitions that\nsucceeded. The neighborhood is rich in legendary treasures of the", "nights, and a deadly feud gradually arose between him and the preceptor\nof Sleepy Hollow.", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "As the enraptured Ichabod fancied all this, and as he rolled his great\ngreen eyes over the fat meadow lands, the rich fields of wheat, of rye,", "died away,--and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and\ndeserted. Ichabod only lingered behind, according to the custom of" ], [ "spectre, allege that the body of the trooper having been buried in the\nchurchyard, the ghost rides forth to the scene of battle in nightly\nquest of his head, and that the rushing speed with which he sometimes", "All these, however, were mere terrors of the night, phantoms of the mind\nthat walk in darkness; and though he had seen many spectres in his time,", "the spectre is known at all the country firesides, by the name of the\nHeadless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow.", "The dominant spirit, however, that haunts this enchanted region, and\nseems to be commander-in-chief of all the powers of the air, is the", "Such is the general purport of this legendary superstition, which has\nfurnished materials for many a wild story in that region of shadows; and", "But all these were nothing to the tales of ghosts and apparitions that\nsucceeded. The neighborhood is rich in legendary treasures of the", "encountered. The tale was told of old Brouwer, a most heretical\ndisbeliever in ghosts, how he met the Horseman returning from his foray", "Hollow, as they sometimes called him. He would delight them equally by\nhis anecdotes of witchcraft, and of the direful omens and portentous", "the slip; but the spectre started full jump with him. Away, then, they\ndashed through thick and thin; stones flying and sparks flashing at", "throng that forms the population of most of our country places. Besides,\nthere is no encouragement for ghosts in most of our villages, for they\nhave scarcely had time to finish their first nap and turn themselves in", "stories, however, turned upon the favorite spectre of Sleepy Hollow, the\nHeadless Horseman, who had been heard several times of late, patrolling", "cries and wailings heard and seen about the great tree where the\nunfortunate Major André was taken, and which stood in the neighborhood.\nSome mention was made also of the woman in white, that haunted the", "Among these, the most formidable was a burly, roaring, roystering blade,\nof the name of Abraham, or, according to the Dutch abbreviation, Brom", "especially to the vicinity of a church at no great distance. Indeed,\ncertain of the most authentic historians of those parts, who have been\ncareful in collecting and collating the floating facts concerning this", "There was a contagion in the very air that blew from that haunted\nregion; it breathed forth an atmosphere of dreams and fancies infecting\nall the land. Several of the Sleepy Hollow people were present at", "The sequestered situation of this church seems always to have made it a\nfavorite haunt of troubled spirits. It stands on a knoll, surrounded by", "with snow, which, like a sheeted spectre, beset his very path! How often\ndid he shrink with curdling awe at the sound of his own steps on the", "sturdy yeomen concealed who surprised him. This has ever since been\nconsidered a haunted stream, and fearful are the feelings of the\nschoolboy who has to pass it alone after dark.", "and been more than once beset by Satan in divers shapes, in his lonely\nperambulations, yet daylight put an end to all these evils; and he would", "his own spirit into the animal; for, old and broken-down as he looked,\nthere was more of the lurking devil in him than in any young filly in\nthe country." ], [ "Such is the general purport of this legendary superstition, which has\nfurnished materials for many a wild story in that region of shadows; and", "especially to the vicinity of a church at no great distance. Indeed,\ncertain of the most authentic historians of those parts, who have been\ncareful in collecting and collating the floating facts concerning this", "The preceding tale is given almost in the precise words in which I\nheard it related at a Corporation meeting at the ancient city of", "But all these were nothing to the tales of ghosts and apparitions that\nsucceeded. The neighborhood is rich in legendary treasures of the", "\"Faith, sir,\" replied the story-teller, \"as to that matter, I don't\nbelieve one-half of it myself.\" D. K.\n\nTHE END.", "THE LEGEND OF SLEEPY HOLLOW\n\n\nby Washington Irving", "encountered. The tale was told of old Brouwer, a most heretical\ndisbeliever in ghosts, how he met the Horseman returning from his foray", "it, were equally extraordinary; and both had been increased by his\nresidence in this spell-bound region. No tale was too gross or monstrous\nfor his capacious swallow. It was often his delight, after his school", "supernatural means; and it is a favorite story often told about the\nneighborhood round the winter evening fire. The bridge became more than\never an object of superstitious awe; and that may be the reason why the", "by a cannon-ball, in some nameless battle during the Revolutionary War,\nand who is ever and anon seen by the country folk hurrying along in", "All these tales, told in that drowsy undertone with which men talk in\nthe dark, the countenances of the listeners only now and then receiving", "Van Tassel's, and, as usual, were doling out their wild and wonderful\nlegends. Many dismal tales were told about funeral trains, and mourning", "becoming fiction, and, in the indistinctness of his recollection, to\nmake himself the hero of every exploit.", "It is true, an old farmer, who had been down to New York on a visit\nseveral years after, and from whom this account of the ghostly adventure", "GUTENBERG EBOOK THE LEGEND OF SLEEPY HOLLOW ***\n\n\n\n\nProduced by Ilana M. (Kingsley) Newby and Greg Newby", "cowboys, and all kinds of border chivalry. Just sufficient time had\nelapsed to enable each storyteller to dress up his tale with a little", "The immediate cause, however, of the prevalence of supernatural stories\nin these parts, was doubtless owing to the vicinity of Sleepy Hollow.", "stories, however, turned upon the favorite spectre of Sleepy Hollow, the\nHeadless Horseman, who had been heard several times of late, patrolling", "The story-teller, who was just putting a glass of wine to his lips, as\na refreshment after his toils, paused for a moment, looked at his", "and great powers of limb he had received the nickname of BROM BONES,\nby which he was universally known. He was famed for great knowledge and" ], [ "Among the musical disciples who assembled, one evening in each week,\nto receive his instructions in psalmody, was Katrina Van Tassel,", "and garnished with honey or treacle, by the delicate little dimpled hand\nof Katrina Van Tassel.", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "eyes, more especially after he had visited her in her paternal mansion.\nOld Baltus Van Tassel was a perfect picture of a thriving, contented,", "Old Baltus Van Tassel moved about among his guests with a face dilated\nwith content and good humor, round and jolly as the harvest moon. His", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "affections of the peerless daughter of Van Tassel. In this enterprise,\nhowever, he had more real difficulties than generally fell to the lot of", "the Ten Pound Court. Brom Bones, too, who, shortly after his rival's\ndisappearance conducted the blooming Katrina in triumph to the altar,", "a merry-making or \"quilting frolic,\" to be held that evening at\nMynheer Van Tassel's; and having delivered his message with that air of", "the daughter and only child of a substantial Dutch farmer. She was a\nblooming lass of fresh eighteen; plump as a partridge; ripe and melting", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly\nknown by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in", "which is so often a stumbling-block in the path of lovers. Balt Van\nTassel was an easy indulgent soul; he loved his daughter better even", "of buckwheat, and Indian corn, and the orchards burdened with ruddy\nfruit, which surrounded the warm tenement of Van Tassel, his heart", "into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him; how they\ngalloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached", "retire, who felt no inclination to cross a lion in his amours; insomuch,\nthat when his horse was seen tied to Van Tassel's paling, on a Sunday", "It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and\ncrestfallen, pursued his travels homewards, along the sides of the", "gate. Ichabod did not make his appearance at breakfast; dinner-hour\ncame, but no Ichabod. The boys assembled at the schoolhouse, and", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "This rantipole hero had for some time singled out the blooming Katrina\nfor the object of his uncouth gallantries, and though his amorous" ], [ "Old Baltus Van Tassel moved about among his guests with a face dilated\nwith content and good humor, round and jolly as the harvest moon. His", "banquet as it deserves, and am too eager to get on with my story.\nHappily, Ichabod Crane was not in so great a hurry as his historian, but\ndid ample justice to every dainty.", "Ichabod Crane had a soft and foolish heart towards the sex; and it is\nnot to be wondered at that so tempting a morsel soon found favor in his", "Crane. Thus, by divers little makeshifts, in that ingenious way which is\ncommonly denominated \"by hook and by crook,\" the worthy pedagogue got on", "From the moment Ichabod laid his eyes upon these regions of delight, the\npeace of his mind was at an end, and his only study was how to gain the", "toyings were something like the gentle caresses and endearments of a\nbear, yet it was whispered that she did not altogether discourage his\nhopes. Certain it is, his advances were signals for rival candidates to", "As the enraptured Ichabod fancied all this, and as he rolled his great\ngreen eyes over the fat meadow lands, the rich fields of wheat, of rye,", "It is true, an old farmer, who had been down to New York on a visit\nseveral years after, and from whom this account of the ghostly adventure", "was observed to look exceedingly knowing whenever the story of Ichabod\nwas related, and always burst into a hearty laugh at the mention of the\npumpkin; which led some to suspect that he knew more about the matter", "To have taken the field openly against his rival would have been\nmadness; for he was not a man to be thwarted in his amours, any more", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "Heaven only knows, not I! Let it suffice to say, Ichabod stole forth\nwith the air of one who had been sacking a henroost, rather than a fair", "When he entered the house, the conquest of his heart was complete. It\nwas one of those spacious farmhouses, with high-ridged but lowly sloping", "was received, brought home the intelligence that Ichabod Crane was still\nalive; that he had left the neighborhood partly through fear of the\ngoblin and Hans Van Ripper, and partly in mortification at having been", "up, and fell into a walk, thinking to lag behind,--the other did the\nsame. His heart began to sink within him; he endeavored to resume his", "than that stormy lover, Achilles. Ichabod, therefore, made his advances\nin a quiet and gently insinuating manner. Under cover of his character", "sway over the heart of a coquette is indeed a hero. Certain it is, this\nwas not the case with the redoubtable Brom Bones; and from the moment", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and\ncrestfallen, pursued his travels homewards, along the sides of the", "As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle; he thought\nhis whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through" ], [ "whistling but, on looking more narrowly, perceived that it was a place\nwhere the tree had been scathed by lightning, and the white wood laid", "stood an enormous tulip-tree, which towered like a giant above all the\nother trees of the neighborhood, and formed a kind of landmark. Its", "As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle; he thought\nhis whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through", "another, as they were swayed about by the breeze. He passed the tree in\nsafety, but new perils lay before him.", "the dry branches. As he approached a little nearer, he thought he saw\nsomething white, hanging in the midst of the tree: he paused and ceased", "About two hundred yards from the tree, a small brook crossed the road,\nand ran into a marshy and thickly-wooded glen, known by the name of", "limbs were gnarled and fantastic, large enough to form trunks for\nordinary trees, twisting down almost to the earth, and rising again into\nthe air. It was connected with the tragical story of the unfortunate", "bosom of the brook told him that he was not mistaken. He saw the walls\nof the church dimly glaring under the trees beyond. He recollected the", "bare. Suddenly he heard a groan--his teeth chattered, and his knees\nsmote against the saddle: it was but the rubbing of one huge bough upon", "wood, a group of oaks and chestnuts, matted thick with wild grape-vines,\nthrew a cavernous gloom over it. To pass this bridge was the severest", "the bridge; when the Horseman suddenly turned into a skeleton, threw old\nBrouwer into the brook, and sprang away over the tree-tops with a clap\nof thunder.", "André, who had been taken prisoner hard by; and was universally known\nby the name of Major André's tree. The common people regarded it with a", "An opening in the trees now cheered him with the hopes that the church\nbridge was at hand. The wavering reflection of a silver star in the", "trunks of fallen trees. Over a deep black part of the stream, not far\nfrom the church, was formerly thrown a wooden bridge; the road that led", "often was he thrown into complete dismay by some rushing blast, howling\namong the trees, in the idea that it was the Galloping Hessian on one of\nhis nightly scourings!", "cries and wailings heard and seen about the great tree where the\nunfortunate Major André was taken, and which stood in the neighborhood.\nSome mention was made also of the woman in white, that haunted the", "to it, and the bridge itself, were thickly shaded by overhanging trees,\nwhich cast a gloom about it, even in the daytime; but occasioned a", "eye every trembling ray of light streaming across the waste fields from\nsome distant window! How often was he appalled by some shrub covered", "into a pure apple green, and from that into the deep blue of the\nmid-heaven. A slanting ray lingered on the woody crests of the", "bush, and tree to tree, capricious from the very profusion and variety\naround them. There was the honest cock robin, the favorite game of" ], [ "It is true, an old farmer, who had been down to New York on a visit\nseveral years after, and from whom this account of the ghostly adventure", "encountered. The tale was told of old Brouwer, a most heretical\ndisbeliever in ghosts, how he met the Horseman returning from his foray", "But all these were nothing to the tales of ghosts and apparitions that\nsucceeded. The neighborhood is rich in legendary treasures of the", "All these, however, were mere terrors of the night, phantoms of the mind\nthat walk in darkness; and though he had seen many spectres in his time,", "cries and wailings heard and seen about the great tree where the\nunfortunate Major André was taken, and which stood in the neighborhood.\nSome mention was made also of the woman in white, that haunted the", "\"Faith, sir,\" replied the story-teller, \"as to that matter, I don't\nbelieve one-half of it myself.\" D. K.\n\nTHE END.", "stories, however, turned upon the favorite spectre of Sleepy Hollow, the\nHeadless Horseman, who had been heard several times of late, patrolling", "Such is the general purport of this legendary superstition, which has\nfurnished materials for many a wild story in that region of shadows; and", "dismal. He was, moreover, approaching the very place where many of the\nscenes of the ghost stories had been laid. In the centre of the road", "passes along the Hollow, like a midnight blast, is owing to his being\nbelated, and in a hurry to get back to the churchyard before daybreak.", "spectre, allege that the body of the trooper having been buried in the\nchurchyard, the ghost rides forth to the scene of battle in nightly\nquest of his head, and that the rushing speed with which he sometimes", "All the stories of ghosts and goblins that he had heard in the afternoon\nnow came crowding upon his recollection. The night grew darker and", "inquirer with an air of infinite deference, and, lowering the glass\nslowly to the table, observed that the story was intended most\nlogically to prove--", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "road has been altered of late years, so as to approach the church by\nthe border of the millpond. The schoolhouse being deserted soon fell to\ndecay, and was reported to be haunted by the ghost of the unfortunate", "sturdy yeomen concealed who surprised him. This has ever since been\nconsidered a haunted stream, and fearful are the feelings of the\nschoolboy who has to pass it alone after dark.", "place where Brom Bones's ghostly competitor had disappeared. \"If I can\nbut reach that bridge,\" thought Ichabod, \"I am safe.\" Just then he heard", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "The immediate cause, however, of the prevalence of supernatural stories\nin these parts, was doubtless owing to the vicinity of Sleepy Hollow.", "Hollow, as they sometimes called him. He would delight them equally by\nhis anecdotes of witchcraft, and of the direful omens and portentous" ], [ "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "banquet as it deserves, and am too eager to get on with my story.\nHappily, Ichabod Crane was not in so great a hurry as his historian, but\ndid ample justice to every dainty.", "was received, brought home the intelligence that Ichabod Crane was still\nalive; that he had left the neighborhood partly through fear of the\ngoblin and Hans Van Ripper, and partly in mortification at having been", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "was observed to look exceedingly knowing whenever the story of Ichabod\nwas related, and always burst into a hearty laugh at the mention of the\npumpkin; which led some to suspect that he knew more about the matter", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "died away,--and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and\ndeserted. Ichabod only lingered behind, according to the custom of", "stories, however, turned upon the favorite spectre of Sleepy Hollow, the\nHeadless Horseman, who had been heard several times of late, patrolling", "gate. Ichabod did not make his appearance at breakfast; dinner-hour\ncame, but no Ichabod. The boys assembled at the schoolhouse, and", "It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and\ncrestfallen, pursued his travels homewards, along the sides of the", "place where Brom Bones's ghostly competitor had disappeared. \"If I can\nbut reach that bridge,\" thought Ichabod, \"I am safe.\" Just then he heard", "Ichabod, and his saddle. An inquiry was set on foot, and after diligent\ninvestigation they came upon his traces. In one part of the road leading", "others were called to mind; and when they had diligently considered them\nall, and compared them with the symptoms of the present case, they shook\ntheir heads, and came to the conclusion that Ichabod had been carried", "The immediate cause, however, of the prevalence of supernatural stories\nin these parts, was doubtless owing to the vicinity of Sleepy Hollow.", "than that stormy lover, Achilles. Ichabod, therefore, made his advances\nin a quiet and gently insinuating manner. Under cover of his character", "Hessian, now quickened his steed in hopes of leaving him behind. The\nstranger, however, quickened his horse to an equal pace. Ichabod pulled", "This story was immediately matched by a thrice marvellous adventure of\nBrom Bones, who made light of the Galloping Hessian as an arrant jockey.", "The gallant Ichabod now spent at least an extra half hour at his toilet,\nbrushing and furbishing up his best, and indeed only suit of rusty", "There was a contagion in the very air that blew from that haunted\nregion; it breathed forth an atmosphere of dreams and fancies infecting\nall the land. Several of the Sleepy Hollow people were present at", "the Ten Pound Court. Brom Bones, too, who, shortly after his rival's\ndisappearance conducted the blooming Katrina in triumph to the altar," ], [ "In this by-place of nature there abode, in a remote period of American\nhistory, that is to say, some thirty years since, a worthy wight of the", "Not far from this village, perhaps about two miles, there is a little\nvalley or rather lap of land among high hills, which is one of the", "In the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the eastern\nshore of the Hudson, at that broad expansion of the river denominated", "The preceding tale is given almost in the precise words in which I\nheard it related at a Corporation meeting at the ancient city of", "by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly\nknown by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in", "It is true, an old farmer, who had been down to New York on a visit\nseveral years after, and from whom this account of the ghostly adventure", "The immediate cause, however, of the prevalence of supernatural stories\nin these parts, was doubtless owing to the vicinity of Sleepy Hollow.", "especially to the vicinity of a church at no great distance. Indeed,\ncertain of the most authentic historians of those parts, who have been\ncareful in collecting and collating the floating facts concerning this", "Such is the general purport of this legendary superstition, which has\nfurnished materials for many a wild story in that region of shadows; and", "But all these were nothing to the tales of ghosts and apparitions that\nsucceeded. The neighborhood is rich in legendary treasures of the", "The sequestered situation of this church seems always to have made it a\nfavorite haunt of troubled spirits. It stands on a knoll, surrounded by", "road has been altered of late years, so as to approach the church by\nthe border of the millpond. The schoolhouse being deserted soon fell to\ndecay, and was reported to be haunted by the ghost of the unfortunate", "From the listless repose of the place, and the peculiar character of its\ninhabitants, who are descendants from the original Dutch settlers, this", "When he entered the house, the conquest of his heart was complete. It\nwas one of those spacious farmhouses, with high-ridged but lowly sloping", "churchyard, at the bridge, and at the spot where the hat and pumpkin\nhad been found. The stories of Brouwer, of Bones, and a whole budget of", "kind. Local tales and superstitions thrive best in these sheltered,\nlong-settled retreats; but are trampled under foot by the shifting", "There was a contagion in the very air that blew from that haunted\nregion; it breathed forth an atmosphere of dreams and fancies infecting\nall the land. Several of the Sleepy Hollow people were present at", "The revel now gradually broke up. The old farmers gathered together\ntheir families in their wagons, and were heard for some time rattling", "least the dead might rest in peace. On one side of the church extends a\nwide woody dell, along which raves a large brook among broken rocks and", "his tribe, held his powwows there before the country was discovered by\nMaster Hendrick Hudson. Certain it is, the place still continues under\nthe sway of some witching power, that holds a spell over the minds of" ], [ "Among these, the most formidable was a burly, roaring, roystering blade,\nof the name of Abraham, or, according to the Dutch abbreviation, Brom", "Van Brunt, the hero of the country round, which rang with his feats of\nstrength and hardihood. He was broad-shouldered and double-jointed,", "and great powers of limb he had received the nickname of BROM BONES,\nby which he was universally known. He was famed for great knowledge and", "Brom Bones, however, was the hero of the scene, having come to the\ngathering on his favorite steed Daredevil, a creature, like himself,", "the hurry-scurry had clattered by, and then exclaim, \"Ay, there goes\nBrom Bones and his gang!\" The neighbors looked upon him with a mixture", "Old Baltus Van Tassel moved about among his guests with a face dilated\nwith content and good humor, round and jolly as the harvest moon. His", "name of Hans Van Ripper, and, thus gallantly mounted, issued forth like\na knight-errant in quest of adventures. But it is meet I should, in", "the Ten Pound Court. Brom Bones, too, who, shortly after his rival's\ndisappearance conducted the blooming Katrina in triumph to the altar,", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "affections of the peerless daughter of Van Tassel. In this enterprise,\nhowever, he had more real difficulties than generally fell to the lot of", "place where Brom Bones's ghostly competitor had disappeared. \"If I can\nbut reach that bridge,\" thought Ichabod, \"I am safe.\" Just then he heard", "into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him; how they\ngalloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached", "Brom Bones was at the bottom of it.", "than that stormy lover, Achilles. Ichabod, therefore, made his advances\nin a quiet and gently insinuating manner. Under cover of his character", "This story was immediately matched by a thrice marvellous adventure of\nBrom Bones, who made light of the Galloping Hessian as an arrant jockey.", "sway over the heart of a coquette is indeed a hero. Certain it is, this\nwas not the case with the redoubtable Brom Bones; and from the moment", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "was received, brought home the intelligence that Ichabod Crane was still\nalive; that he had left the neighborhood partly through fear of the\ngoblin and Hans Van Ripper, and partly in mortification at having been", "He had, in fact, been a favorite steed of his master's, the choleric Van\nRipper, who was a furious rider, and had infused, very probably, some of" ], [ "Among the musical disciples who assembled, one evening in each week,\nto receive his instructions in psalmody, was Katrina Van Tassel,", "and garnished with honey or treacle, by the delicate little dimpled hand\nof Katrina Van Tassel.", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "eyes, more especially after he had visited her in her paternal mansion.\nOld Baltus Van Tassel was a perfect picture of a thriving, contented,", "Old Baltus Van Tassel moved about among his guests with a face dilated\nwith content and good humor, round and jolly as the harvest moon. His", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "affections of the peerless daughter of Van Tassel. In this enterprise,\nhowever, he had more real difficulties than generally fell to the lot of", "the Ten Pound Court. Brom Bones, too, who, shortly after his rival's\ndisappearance conducted the blooming Katrina in triumph to the altar,", "a merry-making or \"quilting frolic,\" to be held that evening at\nMynheer Van Tassel's; and having delivered his message with that air of", "the daughter and only child of a substantial Dutch farmer. She was a\nblooming lass of fresh eighteen; plump as a partridge; ripe and melting", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "by some is called Greensburgh, but which is more generally and properly\nknown by the name of Tarry Town. This name was given, we are told, in", "which is so often a stumbling-block in the path of lovers. Balt Van\nTassel was an easy indulgent soul; he loved his daughter better even", "of buckwheat, and Indian corn, and the orchards burdened with ruddy\nfruit, which surrounded the warm tenement of Van Tassel, his heart", "into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him; how they\ngalloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached", "retire, who felt no inclination to cross a lion in his amours; insomuch,\nthat when his horse was seen tied to Van Tassel's paling, on a Sunday", "It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and\ncrestfallen, pursued his travels homewards, along the sides of the", "gate. Ichabod did not make his appearance at breakfast; dinner-hour\ncame, but no Ichabod. The boys assembled at the schoolhouse, and", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "This rantipole hero had for some time singled out the blooming Katrina\nfor the object of his uncouth gallantries, and though his amorous" ], [ "name of Ichabod Crane, who sojourned, or, as he expressed it, \"tarried,\"\nin Sleepy Hollow, for the purpose of instructing the children of the", "gate. Ichabod did not make his appearance at breakfast; dinner-hour\ncame, but no Ichabod. The boys assembled at the schoolhouse, and", "It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and\ncrestfallen, pursued his travels homewards, along the sides of the", "banquet as it deserves, and am too eager to get on with my story.\nHappily, Ichabod Crane was not in so great a hurry as his historian, but\ndid ample justice to every dainty.", "died away,--and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and\ndeserted. Ichabod only lingered behind, according to the custom of", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "was received, brought home the intelligence that Ichabod Crane was still\nalive; that he had left the neighborhood partly through fear of the\ngoblin and Hans Van Ripper, and partly in mortification at having been", "forehead might be called, and the skirts of his black coat fluttered out\nalmost to the horses tail. Such was the appearance of Ichabod and his", "against the sky, gigantic in height, and muffled in a cloak, Ichabod was\nhorror-struck on perceiving that he was headless!--but his horror was", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "Such was the formidable rival with whom Ichabod Crane had to contend,\nand, considering all things, a stouter man than he would have shrunk", "As the enraptured Ichabod fancied all this, and as he rolled his great\ngreen eyes over the fat meadow lands, the rich fields of wheat, of rye,", "half-broken colt, which he managed with a rope by way of halter. He came\nclattering up to the school door with an invitation to Ichabod to attend", "\"Spare the rod and spoil the child.\" Ichabod Crane's scholars certainly\nwere not spoiled.", "Ichabod prided himself upon his dancing as much as upon his vocal\npowers. Not a limb, not a fibre about him was idle; and to have seen his", "Ichabod Crane made his advances, the interests of the former evidently\ndeclined: his horse was no longer seen tied to the palings on Sunday", "every bound. Ichabod's flimsy garments fluttered in the air, as\nhe stretched his long lank body away over his horse's head, in the\neagerness of his flight.", "As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle; he thought\nhis whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through", "The gallant Ichabod now spent at least an extra half hour at his toilet,\nbrushing and furbishing up his best, and indeed only suit of rusty", "Ichabod, and his saddle. An inquiry was set on foot, and after diligent\ninvestigation they came upon his traces. In one part of the road leading" ], [ "against the sky, gigantic in height, and muffled in a cloak, Ichabod was\nhorror-struck on perceiving that he was headless!--but his horror was", "It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and\ncrestfallen, pursued his travels homewards, along the sides of the", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "forehead might be called, and the skirts of his black coat fluttered out\nalmost to the horses tail. Such was the appearance of Ichabod and his", "place where Brom Bones's ghostly competitor had disappeared. \"If I can\nbut reach that bridge,\" thought Ichabod, \"I am safe.\" Just then he heard", "Hessian, now quickened his steed in hopes of leaving him behind. The\nstranger, however, quickened his horse to an equal pace. Ichabod pulled", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "Just at this moment a plashy tramp by the side of the bridge caught the\nsensitive ear of Ichabod. In the dark shadow of the grove, on the margin", "As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle; he thought\nhis whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through", "died away,--and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and\ndeserted. Ichabod only lingered behind, according to the custom of", "fearful darkness at night. Such was one of the favorite haunts of\nthe Headless Horseman, and the place where he was most frequently", "As the enraptured Ichabod fancied all this, and as he rolled his great\ngreen eyes over the fat meadow lands, the rich fields of wheat, of rye,", "into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him; how they\ngalloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached", "Ichabod, and his saddle. An inquiry was set on foot, and after diligent\ninvestigation they came upon his traces. In one part of the road leading", "old Gunpowder sprang upon the bridge; he thundered over the resounding\nplanks; he gained the opposite side; and now Ichabod cast a look behind", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "every bound. Ichabod's flimsy garments fluttered in the air, as\nhe stretched his long lank body away over his horse's head, in the\neagerness of his flight.", "He affirmed that on returning one night from the neighboring village of\nSing Sing, he had been overtaken by this midnight trooper; that he had", "lofty hills which rise above Tarry Town, and which he had traversed so\ncheerily in the afternoon. The hour was as dismal as himself. Far below", "ran broadside against the fence. Ichabod, whose fears increased with the\ndelay, jerked the reins on the other side, and kicked lustily with the" ], [ "Ichabod, and his saddle. An inquiry was set on foot, and after diligent\ninvestigation they came upon his traces. In one part of the road leading", "forehead might be called, and the skirts of his black coat fluttered out\nalmost to the horses tail. Such was the appearance of Ichabod and his", "The gallant Ichabod now spent at least an extra half hour at his toilet,\nbrushing and furbishing up his best, and indeed only suit of rusty", "against the sky, gigantic in height, and muffled in a cloak, Ichabod was\nhorror-struck on perceiving that he was headless!--but his horror was", "every bound. Ichabod's flimsy garments fluttered in the air, as\nhe stretched his long lank body away over his horse's head, in the\neagerness of his flight.", "It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and\ncrestfallen, pursued his travels homewards, along the sides of the", "died away,--and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and\ndeserted. Ichabod only lingered behind, according to the custom of", "unfortunate Ichabod, and close beside it a shattered pumpkin.", "Ichabod, who had no relish for this strange midnight companion, and\nbethought himself of the adventure of Brom Bones with the Galloping", "gate. Ichabod did not make his appearance at breakfast; dinner-hour\ncame, but no Ichabod. The boys assembled at the schoolhouse, and", "Hessian, now quickened his steed in hopes of leaving him behind. The\nstranger, however, quickened his horse to an equal pace. Ichabod pulled", "Ichabod was a suitable figure for such a steed. He rode with short\nstirrups, which brought his knees nearly up to the pommel of the saddle;", "As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle; he thought\nhis whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through", "sword in each hand, was most valiantly fighting the wind on the pinnacle\nof the barn. In the mean time, Ichabod would carry on his suit with the", "half-broken colt, which he managed with a rope by way of halter. He came\nclattering up to the school door with an invitation to Ichabod to attend", "As the enraptured Ichabod fancied all this, and as he rolled his great\ngreen eyes over the fat meadow lands, the rich fields of wheat, of rye,", "As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye, ever open to every symptom\nof culinary abundance, ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly", "others were called to mind; and when they had diligently considered them\nall, and compared them with the symptoms of the present case, they shook\ntheir heads, and came to the conclusion that Ichabod had been carried", "was received, brought home the intelligence that Ichabod Crane was still\nalive; that he had left the neighborhood partly through fear of the\ngoblin and Hans Van Ripper, and partly in mortification at having been", "was observed to look exceedingly knowing whenever the story of Ichabod\nwas related, and always burst into a hearty laugh at the mention of the\npumpkin; which led some to suspect that he knew more about the matter" ], [ "whistling but, on looking more narrowly, perceived that it was a place\nwhere the tree had been scathed by lightning, and the white wood laid", "stood an enormous tulip-tree, which towered like a giant above all the\nother trees of the neighborhood, and formed a kind of landmark. Its", "As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle; he thought\nhis whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through", "another, as they were swayed about by the breeze. He passed the tree in\nsafety, but new perils lay before him.", "the dry branches. As he approached a little nearer, he thought he saw\nsomething white, hanging in the midst of the tree: he paused and ceased", "About two hundred yards from the tree, a small brook crossed the road,\nand ran into a marshy and thickly-wooded glen, known by the name of", "the bridge; when the Horseman suddenly turned into a skeleton, threw old\nBrouwer into the brook, and sprang away over the tree-tops with a clap\nof thunder.", "bare. Suddenly he heard a groan--his teeth chattered, and his knees\nsmote against the saddle: it was but the rubbing of one huge bough upon", "limbs were gnarled and fantastic, large enough to form trunks for\nordinary trees, twisting down almost to the earth, and rising again into\nthe air. It was connected with the tragical story of the unfortunate", "bosom of the brook told him that he was not mistaken. He saw the walls\nof the church dimly glaring under the trees beyond. He recollected the", "eye every trembling ray of light streaming across the waste fields from\nsome distant window! How often was he appalled by some shrub covered", "An opening in the trees now cheered him with the hopes that the church\nbridge was at hand. The wavering reflection of a silver star in the", "André, who had been taken prisoner hard by; and was universally known\nby the name of Major André's tree. The common people regarded it with a", "wood, a group of oaks and chestnuts, matted thick with wild grape-vines,\nthrew a cavernous gloom over it. To pass this bridge was the severest", "trunks of fallen trees. Over a deep black part of the stream, not far\nfrom the church, was formerly thrown a wooden bridge; the road that led", "into a pure apple green, and from that into the deep blue of the\nmid-heaven. A slanting ray lingered on the woody crests of the", "often was he thrown into complete dismay by some rushing blast, howling\namong the trees, in the idea that it was the Galloping Hessian on one of\nhis nightly scourings!", "cries and wailings heard and seen about the great tree where the\nunfortunate Major André was taken, and which stood in the neighborhood.\nSome mention was made also of the woman in white, that haunted the", "bush, and tree to tree, capricious from the very profusion and variety\naround them. There was the honest cock robin, the favorite game of", "hay, mended the fences, took the horses to water, drove the cows from\npasture, and cut wood for the winter fire. He laid aside, too, all the" ], [ "In this by-place of nature there abode, in a remote period of American\nhistory, that is to say, some thirty years since, a worthy wight of the", "The preceding tale is given almost in the precise words in which I\nheard it related at a Corporation meeting at the ancient city of", "been the itinerant orchestra of the neighborhood for more than half a\ncentury. His instrument was as old and battered as himself. The greater\npart of the time he scraped on two or three strings, accompanying every", "It is true, an old farmer, who had been down to New York on a visit\nseveral years after, and from whom this account of the ghostly adventure", "by a cannon-ball, in some nameless battle during the Revolutionary War,\nand who is ever and anon seen by the country folk hurrying along in", "especially to the vicinity of a church at no great distance. Indeed,\ncertain of the most authentic historians of those parts, who have been\ncareful in collecting and collating the floating facts concerning this", "The story-teller, who was just putting a glass of wine to his lips, as\na refreshment after his toils, paused for a moment, looked at his", "This neighborhood, at the time of which I am speaking, was one of those\nhighly favored places which abound with chronicle and great men. The", "Not far from this village, perhaps about two miles, there is a little\nvalley or rather lap of land among high hills, which is one of the", "it, were equally extraordinary; and both had been increased by his\nresidence in this spell-bound region. No tale was too gross or monstrous\nfor his capacious swallow. It was often his delight, after his school", "cowboys, and all kinds of border chivalry. Just sufficient time had\nelapsed to enable each storyteller to dress up his tale with a little", "there con over old Mather's direful tales, until the gathering dusk of\nevening made the printed page a mere mist before his eyes. Then, as he", "When he entered the house, the conquest of his heart was complete. It\nwas one of those spacious farmhouses, with high-ridged but lowly sloping", "But all these were nothing to the tales of ghosts and apparitions that\nsucceeded. The neighborhood is rich in legendary treasures of the", "\"Faith, sir,\" replied the story-teller, \"as to that matter, I don't\nbelieve one-half of it myself.\" D. K.\n\nTHE END.", "stories, however, turned upon the favorite spectre of Sleepy Hollow, the\nHeadless Horseman, who had been heard several times of late, patrolling", "All these tales, told in that drowsy undertone with which men talk in\nthe dark, the countenances of the listeners only now and then receiving", "In the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the eastern\nshore of the Hudson, at that broad expansion of the river denominated", "Such is the general purport of this legendary superstition, which has\nfurnished materials for many a wild story in that region of shadows; and", "after, but girls can take care of themselves. Thus, while the busy dame\nbustled about the house, or plied her spinning-wheel at one end of the" ], [ "Among the musical disciples who assembled, one evening in each week,\nto receive his instructions in psalmody, was Katrina Van Tassel,", "the daughter and only child of a substantial Dutch farmer. She was a\nblooming lass of fresh eighteen; plump as a partridge; ripe and melting", "Van Tassel's, and, as usual, were doling out their wild and wonderful\nlegends. Many dismal tales were told about funeral trains, and mourning", "eyes, more especially after he had visited her in her paternal mansion.\nOld Baltus Van Tassel was a perfect picture of a thriving, contented,", "It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer\nVan Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the", "affections of the peerless daughter of Van Tassel. In this enterprise,\nhowever, he had more real difficulties than generally fell to the lot of", "shingle palaces in the wilderness. Nay, his busy fancy already realized\nhis hopes, and presented to him the blooming Katrina, with a whole\nfamily of children, mounted on the top of a wagon loaded with household", "When the dance was at an end, Ichabod was attracted to a knot of the\nsager folks, who, with Old Van Tassel, sat smoking at one end of the", "and garnished with honey or treacle, by the delicate little dimpled hand\nof Katrina Van Tassel.", "the Ten Pound Court. Brom Bones, too, who, shortly after his rival's\ndisappearance conducted the blooming Katrina in triumph to the altar,", "flames by Hans Van Ripper; who, from that time forward, determined to\nsend his children no more to school, observing that he never knew\nany good come of this same reading and writing. Whatever money the", "From the listless repose of the place, and the peculiar character of its\ninhabitants, who are descendants from the original Dutch settlers, this", "Another of his sources of fearful pleasure was to pass long winter\nevenings with the old Dutch wives, as they sat spinning by the fire,", "Van Brunt, the hero of the country round, which rang with his feats of\nstrength and hardihood. He was broad-shouldered and double-jointed,", "Old Baltus Van Tassel moved about among his guests with a face dilated\nwith content and good humor, round and jolly as the harvest moon. His", "Among these, the most formidable was a burly, roaring, roystering blade,\nof the name of Abraham, or, according to the Dutch abbreviation, Brom", "a merry-making or \"quilting frolic,\" to be held that evening at\nMynheer Van Tassel's; and having delivered his message with that air of", "which is so often a stumbling-block in the path of lovers. Balt Van\nTassel was an easy indulgent soul; he loved his daughter better even", "The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these\nmatters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was spirited away by", "This rantipole hero had for some time singled out the blooming Katrina\nfor the object of his uncouth gallantries, and though his amorous" ], [ "off by the Galloping Hessian. As he was a bachelor, and in nobody's\ndebt, nobody troubled his head any more about him; the school was", "Hessian, now quickened his steed in hopes of leaving him behind. The\nstranger, however, quickened his horse to an equal pace. Ichabod pulled", "He affirmed that on returning one night from the neighboring village of\nSing Sing, he had been overtaken by this midnight trooper; that he had", "came to the church bridge, the Hessian bolted, and vanished in a flash\nof fire.", "This story was immediately matched by a thrice marvellous adventure of\nBrom Bones, who made light of the Galloping Hessian as an arrant jockey.", "often was he thrown into complete dismay by some rushing blast, howling\namong the trees, in the idea that it was the Galloping Hessian on one of\nhis nightly scourings!", "They had now reached the road which turns off to Sleepy Hollow; but\nGunpowder, who seemed possessed with a demon, instead of keeping up it,", "apparition of a figure on horseback, without a head. It is said by some\nto be the ghost of a Hessian trooper, whose head had been carried away", "by a cannon-ball, in some nameless battle during the Revolutionary War,\nand who is ever and anon seen by the country folk hurrying along in", "died away,--and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and\ndeserted. Ichabod only lingered behind, according to the custom of", "and in the very act of hurling his head at him. Ichabod endeavored to\ndodge the horrible missile, but too late. It encountered his cranium", "As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle; he thought\nhis whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through", "cries and wailings heard and seen about the great tree where the\nunfortunate Major André was taken, and which stood in the neighborhood.\nSome mention was made also of the woman in white, that haunted the", "against the sky, gigantic in height, and muffled in a cloak, Ichabod was\nhorror-struck on perceiving that he was headless!--but his horror was", "trial. It was at this identical spot that the unfortunate André was\ncaptured, and under the covert of those chestnuts and vines were the", "but in vain; and had just time to save himself by clasping old Gunpowder\nround the neck, when the saddle fell to the earth, and he heard it", "trampled under foot by his pursuer. For a moment the terror of Hans Van\nRipper's wrath passed across his mind,--for it was his Sunday saddle;", "into Sleepy Hollow, and was obliged to get up behind him; how they\ngalloped over bush and brake, over hill and swamp, until they reached", "dogged silence of this pertinacious companion that was mysterious and\nappalling. It was soon fearfully accounted for. On mounting a rising\nground, which brought the figure of his fellow-traveller in relief", "sword in each hand, was most valiantly fighting the wind on the pinnacle\nof the barn. In the mean time, Ichabod would carry on his suit with the" ] ]

[ "How did Headless Horseman got his head shot off?", "Who was Katrina Van Tassel?", "Who was Baltus Van Tassel?", "What did Bones and Ichabod competed for?", "Where was Ichabod from?", "What happen to Ichabod?", "Who did Katrina married?", "What did the people said happened to Ichabod?", "What stories ws told at Baltus harvest party?", "What kind of character did Sleepy Hollow's inhabitants show, according to Washington Irving?", "In what year is the story set?", "What are Sleepy Hollow renowned for?", "What is the most infamous spectre?", "To what does the \"Legend\" relate?", "How old is Katrina Van Tassel?", "At the harvest party, what are Crane's true intentions?", "What type of tree had been struck by lightning?", "Who does the story imply that the ghost really was?", "Who continues to promote the story of Ichabod's disappearance?", "What settlement does the story take place?", "What is Abraham Van Brunt's nickname?", "How old is Katrina Van Tassel?", "What is Ichabod Crane's profession?", "Where does Ichabod meet the cloaked rider?", "What article of clothing of Ichabod's found?", "What kind of tree was stricken by lightening?", "What century does the story take place?", "How many siblings does Katrina Van Tessel have?", "How was the Hessian trooper killed?" ]

[ [ "He was hit by cannoball", "By a stray cannonball. " ], [ "The daughter of Baltus Van Tassel", "Baltus Van Tassel's only child." ], [ "A wealthy farmer", "Baltus Van Tassel is a wealthy farmer" ], [ "They wanted to marry Katrina Van Tassel", "to marry Katrina Van Tassel" ], [ "Connecticut", "Connecticut" ], [ "He disappeared", "Ichabod disappeared" ], [ "Brom Bones", "Brom Bones" ], [ "He was taken away by supernatural power.", "Spirited away by supernatural means" ], [ "Ghost stories", "The story of the headless horseman." ], [ "A peculiar one", "Peculiar character." ], [ "1790", "The story is set in 1970" ], [ "Ghosts and a haunting atmosphere", "Ghosts and haunting atmosphere" ], [ "The Headless Horseman", "Headless Horseman" ], [ "The tale of Ichabod Crane", "the tale of Ichabod Crane" ], [ "Eighteen years old", "Katrina Van Tassel is 18 years old" ], [ "Propose to Katrina", "To propose to Katrina." ], [ "A tulip tree", "tulip tree" ], [ "Brom in disguise", "Brom Bones" ], [ "The Dutch wives", "old Dutch wives" ], [ "Tarrytown.", "Dutch settlement" ], [ "Brom Bones.", "Brom Bones" ], [ "Eighteen.", "18." ], [ "Schoolteacher.", "school teacher" ], [ "In a swamp.", "In the woods between Van Tassel's homestead and the Sleepy Hallow town" ], [ "A hat.", "A hat." ], [ "Tulip.", "Tulip tree" ], [ "Eighteenth century.", "The 1700's." ], [ "She doesn't have any.", "None" ], [ "He was shot in the head.", "Head shot off by a stray cannonball" ] ]

[ [ "Crawford turned back to the Tuareg chieftain. \"You please me well, O\nGuémama. Know that I have been in conference with my viziers on the", "Crawford came to his feet unhappily. \"Another contingent of Tuareg,\"\nhe said. \"I'll have to give them a quick welcoming to the colors\nspeech.\"\n\nThe guns outside continued their booming.", "Air went out of the lungs of the assembled Tuareg.\n\nThe Amenokal looked at him. \"This is verily the truth, El Hassan?\"\n\n\"My head upon it,\" Crawford said.", "Homer Crawford nodded seriously. \"Ai, Guémama, that would be the\nvalorous way of the Tuareg. But the heart of El Hassan forbids him to", "holding his dignity. Crawford said, diplomatically, \"And what sayest\nthou, O chieftain of the Tuareg?\"", "The Swede glared at him for a moment, as though the American was being\ndeliberately dense. \"Dr. Crawford,\" he said, \"when the African", "Homer Crawford pointed ahead and a little to the right. \"We'll soon\nfind out. This is a favorite encampment of his. With luck, he'll be\nthere. If we can win him over, we've come a long way.\"", "Crawford was mystified, but he stood in silence. What the Tuareg\nparamount chief said now made considerable difference. As he recalled", "Crawford said, the ring of authority in his voice. \"What does the\nAmenokal of all the Ahaggar say?\" He had no intention of antagonizing\nthe Tuareg chief by going over his head and directly to the people.", "sight and great reward will be given he who delivers you to the\nauthorities.\" He spoke without inflection, and Crawford could read\nneither support nor animosity--nor greed for the reward offered by El", "Crawford said hurriedly, \"No! Never! In our great conferences, my\nviziers and I decided that the Tuareg could never so change. The", "\"At any rate, Dr. Crawford, when the rumors of El Hassan began to come\ninto this office they brought with them a breath of hope. From all we", "Crawford came to his feet. His voice took on an edge of command. \"You\nwill address your scouts and warriors and each will ride off on the", "\"No. He is the only real African associated with Crawford at this\npoint. He was evidently born a Taureg and taken to the States at an", "The first obstacle was cleared. Subduing a sigh of relief, Homer\nCrawford turned to Cliff. \"This, O Amenokal of all the Ahaggar, is\nClif ben Jackson, my Vizier of Finance.\"", "The Amenokal finished off the mystery of Crawford's recognition.\n\"Know, El Hassan, that whilst you were here before, one of the slaves", "The Targui, overwhelmed, made adequate pledges of fidelity, flowering\nwords of thanks, and then hurried off to inform his fellow tribesmen\nof his appointment.", "Homer Crawford was standing before the hovercraft. The Amenokal's\ntribesmen had set up two large goat leather tents for his use and the", "Homer Crawford grinned at him, somewhat ruefully and held up his hands\nas though in supplication. \"Listen to the man, is that any way to talk\nto El Hassan?\"", "The Tuareg chieftain was intrigued. \"And what shall they do in\nTamanrasset, El Hassan? Suddenly seize arms, one night, and rise up in\nwrath against the Arab dogs and kill them all?\"" ], [ "The Swede glared at him for a moment, as though the American was being\ndeliberately dense. \"Dr. Crawford,\" he said, \"when the African", "The doctor snorted.\n\nHomer Crawford said, \"Dr. Smythe, the die is already cast. The\nquestion now becomes, will you join us?\"\n\n\"Join you! Certainly not!\"", "\"They defected to us,\" Homer Crawford said, looking up from an\nimprovised desk where he was poring over some supply papers with\nIsobel. \"What did you have in mind, Jack?\"", "Homer Crawford pointed ahead and a little to the right. \"We'll soon\nfind out. This is a favorite encampment of his. With luck, he'll be\nthere. If we can win him over, we've come a long way.\"", "Homer Crawford looked at him for a long moment. \"Yes,\" he said\nfinally. \"Of course you are. Jake, you've just been made our combined", "Homer Crawford looked at him. \"I'm sure I don't know as yet, Dr.\nSmythe. Neither you nor these followers of mine have informed me as to", "Homer Crawford now turned on the pressure. His voice took on overtones\nof the positive, his personality seemed to reach out and seize them,\nand even his physical stature seemed to grow.", "\"Crawford!\" he snapped. \"Dr. Homer Crawford! See here, what is the\nmeaning of this?\"", "The dried up little man grimaced in his equivalent of a grin and said,\n\"Hold it, you chaps. I want to notify the others.\"\n\n\"The others? What others?\" Crawford said.", "Ostrander shrugged in irritation. \"I didn't have time to consult\nanyone. By pure luck, I spotted the Cunningham girl and since I knew\nshe had affiliated herself with Crawford, I followed her.\"", "The other seemed taken aback at Crawford calling him by name. He\nsquinted at the man who was seemingly his captor.", "He stripped off the other's clothes, as rapidly as he could make his\nhands fly. The other was still out and probably would be for another\nten minutes, Crawford estimated. He stripped off his own clothes and\ndonned the native's.", "\"What were you doing?\" Crawford was frowning at the other. Actually,\nhe had no idea of the circumstances under which the probably\noverenthusiastic Tuareg troopers had rounded up the American medical\nman.", "Homer Crawford had assimilated the situation before the rest. He, too,\nwas darting for the tent entrance, only feet behind Moroka.", "Crawford came to his feet. His voice took on an edge of command. \"You\nwill address your scouts and warriors and each will ride off on the", "Crawford rapped, \"That's who you just radioed?\"\n\n\"Of course, old boy. I'd hardly bring the opposition down on us, would\nI?\"\n\n\"Where are they?\"", "his convictions, in the presence of the other man, something went out\nof him. There was strength in Crawford that must be experienced to be\nunderstood. When he talked, he held you, and your own opinions became", "He might as well bring it to the point. Crawford said evenly, \"And I\nhave entered your camp alone except for two followers. Your people are", "sight and great reward will be given he who delivers you to the\nauthorities.\" He spoke without inflection, and Crawford could read\nneither support nor animosity--nor greed for the reward offered by El", "\"Briefly, I am at El Hassan's headquarters. You were correct. He is in\nactuality Homer Crawford. The others you mentioned are also with him,\nincluding the traitor Isobel Cunningham.\"" ], [ "both Jack and I became avid Esperantists, being naïve enough in those\ndays to think an international language would ultimately solve all\nman's problems. And both Homer and Isobel seem to have a working", "Homer Crawford rapped, \"What language?\"\n\n\"French,\" Cliff said, \"but it's not his. I mean he's not French, just\nusing the language.\"", "Homer Crawford spoke in Esperanto to Jack Peters who nodded seriously\nand said to Ostrander, \"El Hassan informs you he owes alliance only to\nthe people of North Africa whose chosen leader he is.\"", "The Swede glared at him for a moment, as though the American was being\ndeliberately dense. \"Dr. Crawford,\" he said, \"when the African", "\"Esperanto?\" Cliff said. \"You mean that gobblydygook so-called\ninternational language?\"\n\nJack Peters looked at him, serious faced as always. \"What is wrong\nwith an international language, Mr. Jackson?\"", "Jack Peters took over. \"Because it's almost unbelievably easy to\nlearn. English, by the way, is extremely difficult. For instance,", "Homer Crawford was becoming interested. \"Go on, Jack,\" he said.", "\"The people themselves must have the dream,\" Crawford said softly.\n\n\"I beg your pardon?\"\n\n\"Nothing. Go on.\"", "Common Europe or\"--Peters cleared his throat--\"the Soviet Complex. He\nfurther suggests that it might be well, if you maintain communications\nwith your superiors, to have sent to you books on Esperanto, the", "Cliff Jackson, who as usual had been monitoring the radio, came from\nthe hover-lorry and growled, \"What's he saying?\"\n\n\"The tribesmen are gathering as per instructions,\" Homer said in\nEnglish.", "Homer said thoughtfully, \"A common language would be fine. It'd solve\na lot of problems. But it doesn't seem to be in the cards. Why not", "common languages,\" he said, \"but that goes by me. It sounds like a\ncross between Italian and pig-Latin.\"", "\"We need an official language,\" he said. \"The El Hassan movement has\nset as a goal the uniting of all North Africa. We might start here in", "Crawford leaned forward. \"Look here, Doctor. You don't see eye to eye\nwith us on matters socio-economic. However, as a medical man, I submit", "Jack, serious as ever, replied in Esperanto, then turned to the\nAmerican C.I.A. man and said, \"El Hassan has requested that I", "Jimmy Peters put in a word now. \"Actually, any one of them would\npossibly do, but we have a head start with Esperanto. Some years ago", "They'd evidently failed to note the raised voices and wore their\ncustomary serious expressions. Jack looked at Homer and said, \"_Cu vi\nscias Esperanton?_\"", "Zetterberg said impatiently, \"Please, Dr. Crawford. Come to the point.\nThat ridiculous statement you made about El Hassan.\"", "\"English is the most international language in the world,\" Moroka\nsaid. But his face was thoughtful, as those of the others were\nbecoming.", "Crawford said in English, \"Let's not carry this _too_ far. Come on\ninto the tent.\"" ], [ "\"Crawford!\" he snapped. \"Dr. Homer Crawford! See here, what is the\nmeaning of this?\"", "The Swede glared at him for a moment, as though the American was being\ndeliberately dense. \"Dr. Crawford,\" he said, \"when the African", "Sven Zetterberg's face was suddenly cold. \"And why, Dr. Crawford, do\nyou think you are more qualified than others?\"", "Crawford rapped, \"That's who you just radioed?\"\n\n\"Of course, old boy. I'd hardly bring the opposition down on us, would\nI?\"\n\n\"Where are they?\"", "Ostrander was outraged. He snapped at Homer Crawford, \"I demand an\nexplanation of this cavalier attack upon--\"", "\"Briefly, I am at El Hassan's headquarters. You were correct. He is in\nactuality Homer Crawford. The others you mentioned are also with him,\nincluding the traitor Isobel Cunningham.\"", "Ostrander shrugged in irritation. \"I didn't have time to consult\nanyone. By pure luck, I spotted the Cunningham girl and since I knew\nshe had affiliated herself with Crawford, I followed her.\"", "He pointed at Homer Crawford accusingly. \"You're El Hassan!\"\n\nHomer nodded, seriously, \"That's correct, Doctor.\"", "Zetterberg said impatiently, \"Please, Dr. Crawford. Come to the point.\nThat ridiculous statement you made about El Hassan.\"", "Crawford brought his own gun up, seeking the target, and clipping at\nthe same time, \"We want him alive--\"", "The doctor snorted.\n\nHomer Crawford said, \"Dr. Smythe, the die is already cast. The\nquestion now becomes, will you join us?\"\n\n\"Join you! Certainly not!\"", "\"Look here, Crawford,\" he snapped. \"I'm in no mood for nonsense. The\nState Department has sent me to your headquarters to make another\nattempt to bring some sense home to you. As an American citizen,\nowing alliance--\"", "Homer Crawford looked at him. \"I'm sure I don't know as yet, Dr.\nSmythe. Neither you nor these followers of mine have informed me as to", "Anton frowned in his turn. \"I don't know. This man Crawford--and his\nfollowers, for that matter--are motivated by high ideals. As you have", "That was the tip-off, then. Crawford had already revealed himself to\nthese people as El Hassan. Very well.", "Zetterberg shook hands abruptly, said, \"Sit down, Dr. Crawford.\"\n\nHomer Crawford looked at the secretary who had ushered him in.", "\"Confound it, Elmer,\" Crawford said. \"What'd you have to go and do\nthat for? I wanted to talk to him some more and send a message back to", "Homer Crawford raked the fingers of his right hand back over his\nshort wiry hair, and grimaced. He said, \"It won't be necessary.\"\n\n\n\n\"I beg your pardon, Doctor?\"", "makes any progress at all, it might well result in the death of\nthousands. I know your background, Crawford. You once taught judo in\nthe Marines. I'm not unfamiliar with the art myself.\"", "Crawford leaned forward. \"Look here, Doctor. You don't see eye to eye\nwith us on matters socio-economic. However, as a medical man, I submit" ], [ "The man called Anton said evenly, \"And this former comrade, Isobel\nCunningham, has evidently joined with Crawford even though he ... was\nthe cause of Abe Baker's death?\"\n\n\"Evidently.\"", "The Swede glared at him for a moment, as though the American was being\ndeliberately dense. \"Dr. Crawford,\" he said, \"when the African", "\"Crawford!\" he snapped. \"Dr. Homer Crawford! See here, what is the\nmeaning of this?\"", "Sven Zetterberg's face was suddenly cold. \"And why, Dr. Crawford, do\nyou think you are more qualified than others?\"", "Homer Crawford said, \"I suppose it's your turn to listen and for me\nto do the talking.\" He shifted in his chair, uncomfortably. \"Dr.", "Zetterberg shook hands abruptly, said, \"Sit down, Dr. Crawford.\"\n\nHomer Crawford looked at the secretary who had ushered him in.", "They had both turned away from Isobel, in their discussion. Now she\nlooked at them, strangely. And especially at Homer Crawford. His\nbrusqueness toward her didn't seem the old Homer.", "\"He killed Abe Baker, eh?\"", "somewhat mystical quality in our friend Crawford. An ability in times\nof emotional crisis to break down men's mental barriers against him. A\n_force_ that ...\"", "The other seemed taken aback at Crawford calling him by name. He\nsquinted at the man who was seemingly his captor.", "Crawford said unhappily, looking down at the dead native at their\nfeet, \"I hate to see unnecessary killing.\"", "Kenny Ballalou looked at him strangely. \"Did you know Abe?\"\n\nThe South African recovered. \"I've heard several of you mention him\nfrom time to time. He was a commie, wasn't he?\"", "Homer Crawford sank back onto the small crate he'd been using as a\nchair before Kenny's precipitate entrance. \"O.K.,\" he said, \"stop\ndramatizing and let us know what happened.\"", "He took in her disguise. \"My guard isn't as efficient as I had\nthought,\" Dave said wryly.\n\nIsobel said, \"You knew Abe Baker, didn't you?\"", "is that he killed Comrade Abe Baker, when Baker approached him on his\nstand in regard to the Party's long view.\"", "his convictions, in the presence of the other man, something went out\nof him. There was strength in Crawford that must be experienced to be\nunderstood. When he talked, he held you, and your own opinions became", "Homer Crawford looked at him for a long moment. \"Yes,\" he said\nfinally. \"Of course you are. Jake, you've just been made our combined", "Homer Crawford raked the fingers of his right hand back over his\nshort wiry hair, and grimaced. He said, \"It won't be necessary.\"\n\n\n\n\"I beg your pardon, Doctor?\"", "Even the dour Elmer Allen laughed at that one.\n\nCrawford said, \"The fact of the matter is, we _are_ the foreign\npower.\"", "\"Was?\" Ostrander chuckled. \"That's the understatement of the year. I\nhadn't got around to revealing the fact as yet, but our friend Dave is" ], [ "\"By then, I assume, the battle will be over and Tamanrasset in El\nHassan's hands. The Arab Union will then think twice before committing", "in Tamanrasset. They'll shoot a couple of teenage kids, or something,\nthen they'll have a city-wide mess on their hands.\"", "The Tuareg chieftain was intrigued. \"And what shall they do in\nTamanrasset, El Hassan? Suddenly seize arms, one night, and rise up in\nwrath against the Arab dogs and kill them all?\"", "First, to hold Tamanrasset and its former French stronghold Fort\nLaperrine; second, to keep open his lines of communication with", "a column. There are no better scouts in the world. Two weeks from\ntoday at Tamanrasset.\"", "capable of working it through to a conclusion. It takes no great\ninsight to realize El Hassan has to either put up or shut up when it\ncomes to Tamanrasset. That's possibly why some of the other elements", "Bey scowled at him, defeat dulling his mind. \"What?\"\n\n\"How long do you figure it would take to infiltrate Tamanrasset and\ncapture it? Behind Ibrahim's back, so to speak.\"", "Donaldson shot a glance at her. \"Because, my dear, unless El Hassan is\nable to retake Tamanrasset, his movement has come a cropper.\" He", "to be eliminated before full activities can get under way. For the\npresent, we're hiding out until we can gather forces enough to free\nTamanrasset.\"", "The little man shrugged. \"After tendering my resignation to Sir\nWinton, I considered the possibilities, which narrowed down very\nquickly when I heard the Arab Legion had taken Tamanrasset.\"", "Proclaim El Hassan. Organize a column. We'll rendezvous at Tamanrasset\nin exactly two weeks.\"", "Bey, for once, was seemingly too exhausted to be brought to new\nenthusiasm. He tossed a detail map of Tamanrasset to the table. \"And", "teams. The Arab Union has just taken Tamanrasset. They pushed two\ncolumns out of Libya, evidently one from Ghat and one from further\nnorth near Ghademès.\"", "Cunningham. Directly before him, possibly two miles in distance, was\nthe desert city of Tamanrasset, to the right, a kilometer or so, Amsel", "Air went out of the lungs of the assembled Tuareg.\n\nThe Amenokal looked at him. \"This is verily the truth, El Hassan?\"\n\n\"My head upon it,\" Crawford said.", "Tamanrasset. They won't be able to get supplies through without an air\nlift and Sven Zetterberg's ultimatum kills that possibility. They're\nblocked off.\"", "\"There are radios in Tamanrasset. In fact, there's probably a radio in\nevery one of those military vehicles of Ibrahim's. Why can't we", "\"It is even so,\" someone growled. \"They are as the sands of the erg,\nand they have the weapons of the djinn, as each man knows.\"\n\n\"And what happened in the end, O El Hassan?\"", "\"I've told you about Kenny,\" he wound it up. \"I sent him over to the\nwest to raise a harka of Nemadi to help in taking Tamanrasset.\" He", "Homer's eyes snapped to him. \"I mean to recapture Tamanrasset from the\nArab Union, seize the radio and television station there, and proclaim\nEl Hassan's regime.\"" ], [ "\"At any rate, Dr. Crawford, when the rumors of El Hassan began to come\ninto this office they brought with them a breath of hope. From all we", "Homer Crawford sank back onto the small crate he'd been using as a\nchair before Kenny's precipitate entrance. \"O.K.,\" he said, \"stop\ndramatizing and let us know what happened.\"", "Homer Crawford raked the fingers of his right hand back over his\nshort wiry hair, and grimaced. He said, \"It won't be necessary.\"\n\n\n\n\"I beg your pardon, Doctor?\"", "The Swede glared at him for a moment, as though the American was being\ndeliberately dense. \"Dr. Crawford,\" he said, \"when the African", "\"Crawford!\" he snapped. \"Dr. Homer Crawford! See here, what is the\nmeaning of this?\"", "Homer Crawford said, \"I suppose it's your turn to listen and for me\nto do the talking.\" He shifted in his chair, uncomfortably. \"Dr.", "Crawford leaned forward. \"Look here, Doctor. You don't see eye to eye\nwith us on matters socio-economic. However, as a medical man, I submit", "Homer Crawford looked at him for a long moment. \"Yes,\" he said\nfinally. \"Of course you are. Jake, you've just been made our combined", "Homer Crawford came to his feet and looked around at them. \"All\nright,\" he said. \"A new complication. Let's face up to it. There's", "Even the dour Elmer Allen laughed at that one.\n\nCrawford said, \"The fact of the matter is, we _are_ the foreign\npower.\"", "Homer Crawford now turned on the pressure. His voice took on overtones\nof the positive, his personality seemed to reach out and seize them,\nand even his physical stature seemed to grow.", "Crawford nodded. \"That's obviously the ticket. By that time you should\nbe in New York, with an office opened.\"", "An element of the tenseness left the air when Crawford smiled and\nsaid, \"Doctor, for several years now I have been playing hide and seek", "The doctor snorted.\n\nHomer Crawford said, \"Dr. Smythe, the die is already cast. The\nquestion now becomes, will you join us?\"\n\n\"Join you! Certainly not!\"", "Homer Crawford rapped, \"What language?\"\n\n\"French,\" Cliff said, \"but it's not his. I mean he's not French, just\nusing the language.\"", "Homer Crawford, under his pressures, was changing. Possibly, she had\ntold herself before, it was change for the better. The need was for a\n_strong_ man, perhaps even a ruthless one.", "Homer Crawford looked at him. \"I'm sure I don't know as yet, Dr.\nSmythe. Neither you nor these followers of mine have informed me as to", "Homer Crawford's face worked. \"My plans right at present are to stay\nalive, and you finding me so easily isn't heartening. However, it\nbrings to mind some other problems which need solving, too.\"", "\"Confound it, Elmer,\" Crawford said. \"What'd you have to go and do\nthat for? I wanted to talk to him some more and send a message back to", "Homer Crawford pointed ahead and a little to the right. \"We'll soon\nfind out. This is a favorite encampment of his. With luck, he'll be\nthere. If we can win him over, we've come a long way.\"" ], [ "Cliff Jackson growled low in his throat. \"Elmer Allen. He's been\ncaptured by a leader of the Ouled Touameur clan of the Ouled Allouch\ntribe. You know this Abd-el-Kader?\"", "\"But, what has this got to do with this Abd-el-Kader?\"", "\"And has Elmer Allen captive.\"\n\n\"Yes, he has Elmer.\" El Hassan's tone of voice turned sharp. \"Cliff,\ngo get Bey. Tell him we're forming a flying column and heading north.\"", "Air went out of the lungs of the assembled Tuareg.\n\nThe Amenokal looked at him. \"This is verily the truth, El Hassan?\"\n\n\"My head upon it,\" Crawford said.", "hands at sophisticated European-type intrigue, quickly sized up the\nsituation. They kidnaped the hero-symbol, the big cheese, and later", "The Tuareg chieftain was intrigued. \"And what shall they do in\nTamanrasset, El Hassan? Suddenly seize arms, one night, and rise up in\nwrath against the Arab dogs and kill them all?\"", "Homer's eyes snapped to him. \"I mean to recapture Tamanrasset from the\nArab Union, seize the radio and television station there, and proclaim\nEl Hassan's regime.\"", "Homer Crawford nodded seriously. \"Ai, Guémama, that would be the\nvalorous way of the Tuareg. But the heart of El Hassan forbids him to", "It was Fredric Ostrander, natty as usual, but now in khaki desert\nwear. He was obviously in a rage at the three rifle-carrying nomads\nwho had him in charge.", "Bey said, \"It might be worth while scouting in In Guezzam for a day or\ntwo. We might pick up a couple of El Hassan followers to help us along\nthe way.\"\n\n\"Use your judgment. Elmer!\"", "Bey said, \"One of our first jobs is going to have to be to capture a\ntown where they have a broadcast station, say Zinder or In Salah. When\nwe do, we'll announce that you're Foreign Minister.\"", "\"I've told you about Kenny,\" he wound it up. \"I sent him over to the\nwest to raise a harka of Nemadi to help in taking Tamanrasset.\" He", "Homer Crawford was taken aback, but covered the fact. \"There is no\nevil,\" he repeated the traditional greeting. \"But why do you name me\nEl Hassan?\"", "many. So why, O Amenokal, have you not seized me for the reward the\nRoumi offer?\"", "\"Thou art El Hassan,\" Melchizedek said, his voice low, \"and\nundoubtedly it is fated that the Tuareg follow you, for verily there\nis no way else to go, as each man knows.\"", "Bey scowled at him, defeat dulling his mind. \"What?\"\n\n\"How long do you figure it would take to infiltrate Tamanrasset and\ncapture it? Behind Ibrahim's back, so to speak.\"", "\"Chaambra country,\" Elmer said. \"Oh great. Arabs. I can just see what\nluck I'm going to have rousing up Arabs to fight other Arabs, and me\nwith a complexion black as ...\"", "\"Not you,\" Bey said, grabbing up his own weapon and motioning with his\nhead for Kenny and Cliff to come along. \"You're El Hassan and can't be\nrisked.\"", "Guémama was gratified at the attention. He said in Tamaheq, \"As all\nmen know, O El Hassan, we now outnumber by thrice the Arab _giaours_", "Ibrahim's men were out in the desert, trying to capture our nearer\nwater holes.\"" ], [ "declared that El Hassan is attempting to take over North Africa, that\nhe's raising the tribes. Well, good. We didn't have the facilities to\nmake the announcement ourselves. But now the whole world knows it.\"", "El Hassan turned to the girl and took a deep breath. \"The original\nMahdi was the holiest prophet since Mohammed and according to the more", "\"But, what has this got to do with this Abd-el-Kader?\"", "quelling the riots in Mopti that you ought to do this--proclaim\nyourself El Hassan. When I heard you'd taken the step, I came to join\nup.\"", "\"Thou art El Hassan,\" Melchizedek said, his voice low, \"and\nundoubtedly it is fated that the Tuareg follow you, for verily there\nis no way else to go, as each man knows.\"", "and it's going to be they who do the fighting. Having the appointment\ncome from El Hassan, and at this early point, will just bind him", "The elderly Melchizedek went on slowly, \"They say that El Hassan is in\ntruth a renegade citizen of a far away Roumi land and that he attempts\nto build a great confederation in North Africa for his own gain.\"", "Nations and otherwise. The situation calls for a real El Hassan. If we\ndon't provide him, someone else will. I propose to take over the\nposition.\"", "\"Speak, El Hassan,\" Melchizedek said flatly. \"Great change is\neverywhere upon us, as each man knows, and none can tell how to\nmaintain the ways of our fathers.\"", "Air went out of the lungs of the assembled Tuareg.\n\nThe Amenokal looked at him. \"This is verily the truth, El Hassan?\"\n\n\"My head upon it,\" Crawford said.", "Homer Crawford nodded seriously. \"Ai, Guémama, that would be the\nvalorous way of the Tuareg. But the heart of El Hassan forbids him to", "He pointed at Homer Crawford accusingly. \"You're El Hassan!\"\n\nHomer nodded, seriously, \"That's correct, Doctor.\"", "\"And has Elmer Allen captive.\"\n\n\"Yes, he has Elmer.\" El Hassan's tone of voice turned sharp. \"Cliff,\ngo get Bey. Tell him we're forming a flying column and heading north.\"", "Elmer said slowly, thoughtfully, \"We'll call him simply _El Hassan_.\nMonarchies are of the past, and El Hassan is the voice of the future,", "Homer Crawford grinned at him, somewhat ruefully and held up his hands\nas though in supplication. \"Listen to the man, is that any way to talk\nto El Hassan?\"", "Roumi device which enables one to speak great distances and that we\nhave decided that you are to head all the fighting clans of the\nAhaggar, and that you will ride at the left hand of El Hassan, as", "be told that in the world of El Hassan each man shall be free to seek\nhis own destiny to the extent his mind and abilities allow. And no man", "capable of working it through to a conclusion. It takes no great\ninsight to realize El Hassan has to either put up or shut up when it\ncomes to Tamanrasset. That's possibly why some of the other elements", "Homer was shaking his head. \"They will address themselves to the\nHaratin serfs and spread to them the message of El Hassan. They will", "El Hassan was on the move, as all men by now knew, and he, who was not\nfor the amalgamation of all North Africa, was judged against him. And" ], [ "He pointed at Homer Crawford accusingly. \"You're El Hassan!\"\n\nHomer nodded, seriously, \"That's correct, Doctor.\"", "Homer said slowly, \"Only because El Hassan _is not_ an American, Mr.\nOstrander. He is an African with African solutions to African\nproblems. That is what he must be if he is to accomplish his task.\"", "you were expendable. Now, you're El Hassan. You give the orders. Other\npeople are expendable.\"", "He turned his attention back to the C.I.A. man. \"A man does what he\nmust do,\" he finished simply. \"I did not ask to become El Hassan.\"", "\"He killed Abe Baker, eh?\"", "Sven Zetterberg was not a patient man. He said, in irritation, \"It\nshould be perfectly clear. This El Hassan we've been hearing so much", "is that he killed Comrade Abe Baker, when Baker approached him on his\nstand in regard to the Party's long view.\"", "The Swede was staring at him unbelievingly. \"But, a bit earlier you\nsaid you were El Hassan.\"", "The elderly Melchizedek went on slowly, \"They say that El Hassan is in\ntruth a renegade citizen of a far away Roumi land and that he attempts\nto build a great confederation in North Africa for his own gain.\"", "\"I am rapidly becoming his right-hand man. I am his press secretary\nand in charge of communications. Early in our acquaintanceship I was\nable to engineer an attempted assassination. I was able to, ah, save\nthe life of El Hassan.\"", "Air went out of the lungs of the assembled Tuareg.\n\nThe Amenokal looked at him. \"This is verily the truth, El Hassan?\"\n\n\"My head upon it,\" Crawford said.", "Homer Crawford was taken aback, but covered the fact. \"There is no\nevil,\" he repeated the traditional greeting. \"But why do you name me\nEl Hassan?\"", "capable of working it through to a conclusion. It takes no great\ninsight to realize El Hassan has to either put up or shut up when it\ncomes to Tamanrasset. That's possibly why some of the other elements", "Homer Crawford grinned at him, somewhat ruefully and held up his hands\nas though in supplication. \"Listen to the man, is that any way to talk\nto El Hassan?\"", "\"Is the message of El Hassan, as all men know,\" Homer Crawford said\nflatly. He turned to Kenny Ballalou. \"Kenny, take over this angle. We", "That was the tip-off, then. Crawford had already revealed himself to\nthese people as El Hassan. Very well.", "\"Correct! But the point is that after a time Crawford came around to\nthe belief that there should be a real El Hassan. That the primary", "\"Yes,\" the Russian said. \"Homer Crawford has evidently decided to\nbecome El Hassan.\"\n\n\"Ahhh.\"", "The other said, laughing, \"Who has ever heard of a black Roumi? And\nyou, O El Hassan, are as black as a Bela.\"", "Cliff Jackson was thinking out loud. \"So far, El Hassan is an unknown.\nRumor has it that he's everything from a renegade Egyptian, to an" ], [ "\"At any rate, Dr. Crawford, when the rumors of El Hassan began to come\ninto this office they brought with them a breath of hope. From all we", "\"Yes,\" the Russian said. \"Homer Crawford has evidently decided to\nbecome El Hassan.\"\n\n\"Ahhh.\"", "He pointed at Homer Crawford accusingly. \"You're El Hassan!\"\n\nHomer nodded, seriously, \"That's correct, Doctor.\"", "That was the tip-off, then. Crawford had already revealed himself to\nthese people as El Hassan. Very well.", "Homer Crawford was taken aback, but covered the fact. \"There is no\nevil,\" he repeated the traditional greeting. \"But why do you name me\nEl Hassan?\"", "\"Briefly, I am at El Hassan's headquarters. You were correct. He is in\nactuality Homer Crawford. The others you mentioned are also with him,\nincluding the traitor Isobel Cunningham.\"", "Ostrander looked at Homer Crawford. \"Gentlemen, you must remember that\nI, too, am an African. I had thought that perhaps there would be a\nposition for me on El Hassan's staff.\"", "Homer Crawford grinned at him, somewhat ruefully and held up his hands\nas though in supplication. \"Listen to the man, is that any way to talk\nto El Hassan?\"", "\"Correct! But the point is that after a time Crawford came around to\nthe belief that there should be a real El Hassan. That the primary", "to Homer Crawford's team. He is evidently in accord with Crawford's\naims as El Hassan.\"", "Zetterberg said impatiently, \"Please, Dr. Crawford. Come to the point.\nThat ridiculous statement you made about El Hassan.\"", "* * * * *\n\n\"What has all this got to do with El Hassan?\" Homer Crawford asked\nsoftly.", "Crawford, no one with whom this office is connected seems ever to have\nseen this El Hassan but we are most anxious to talk to him. Perhaps\nthis is the man behind whom we can throw our support. Your task is to", "\"Is the message of El Hassan, as all men know,\" Homer Crawford said\nflatly. He turned to Kenny Ballalou. \"Kenny, take over this angle. We", "The Homer Crawford she had first known was an easier going man than\nhe who had snapped an abrupt order to her a moment ago. The Homer she\nhad first known requested things of his teammates and friends. El\nHassan had learned to command.", "The Amenokal finished off the mystery of Crawford's recognition.\n\"Know, El Hassan, that whilst you were here before, one of the slaves", "He looked at them for a moment, then rested his eyes exclusively on\nHomer Crawford.\n\n\"_La Bas_, El Hassan,\" he said through the cloth that covered his\nmouth.", "\"El Hassan?\" Smythe stuttered. \"What, what?\"\n\nIsobel said softly, \"Dr. Smythe, surely you have heard of El Hassan.\"", "The small, bent Bahaman made introductions. \"Gentlemen, let me present\nEl Hassan--Homer Crawford to you--formerly of the Reunited Nations", "Moroka looked at Crawford accusingly. \"El Hassan,\" he said. \"Leader of\nall North Africa. And you haven't even got around to bodyguards? Do" ], [ "\"I am rapidly becoming his right-hand man. I am his press secretary\nand in charge of communications. Early in our acquaintanceship I was\nable to engineer an attempted assassination. I was able to, ah, save\nthe life of El Hassan.\"", "The Russian's eyes narrowed. \"The assassins? Is there any chance that\nthey might reveal your little trick?\"", "And David Moroka took over with a calm efficiency that impressed all.\nIn the first place, he explained, El Hassan was much too busy to", "\"Briefly, I am at El Hassan's headquarters. You were correct. He is in\nactuality Homer Crawford. The others you mentioned are also with him,\nincluding the traitor Isobel Cunningham.\"", "David Moroka flung to his feet, viper fast, and dashed toward Homer\nCrawford, his hands extended.\n\nAutomatically, Cliff Jackson stuck forward a foot in an attempt to\ntrip him--and missed.", "Anton grimaced. \"I am not a fool, Kirill. Both of them were killed in\nthe assassination attempt. El Hassan was most grateful.\"\n\n\"I see. And how would you sum up the present situation?\"", "assassin's bullet, that Comrade Stalin would have found it necessary\nto, ah, liquidate him.\"", "thirst, eh?\" He didn't seem sufficiently impressed by the threatening\ndisaster. He looked at Dave questioningly. \"Why do you bother to tell\nus, Dave, if you're on the other side?\"", "Sir Winton wound it up, all but beaming. \"Your instructions, then,\nare to seek out this El Hassan and combat his efforts with whatever\nmeans you find necessary. We consider you one of our most competent\noperatives, Donaldson.\"", "The espionage chief was shaking his head. \"That is the answer I\nexpected you to give, and is approximately what anyone else would have\nsaid. Actually, there is no such person as El Hassan.\"", "\"Was?\" Ostrander chuckled. \"That's the understatement of the year. I\nhadn't got around to revealing the fact as yet, but our friend Dave is", "He shot a quick glance around the lobby of the building. He had to get\ngoing. Zetterberg had started with a dozen men to trail down El\nHassan. He'd probably have a hundred involved before the hour was out.", "Donaldson screwed his wizened face into an expression of respect and\nmade a motion of obeisance. Then he waited.\n\nIsobel said, \"El Hassan bids you speak.\"", "He pointed at Homer Crawford accusingly. \"You're El Hassan!\"\n\nHomer nodded, seriously, \"That's correct, Doctor.\"", "\"Confound it, Elmer,\" Crawford said. \"What'd you have to go and do\nthat for? I wanted to talk to him some more and send a message back to", "\"Not you,\" Bey said, grabbing up his own weapon and motioning with his\nhead for Kenny and Cliff to come along. \"You're El Hassan and can't be\nrisked.\"", "\"We figured that the fewer of us seen on the streets, the better. So\nthey're waiting for you. Since I was the most easily disguised, the\nleast suspicious looking, I was elected to come get you.\"", "That was the tip-off, then. Crawford had already revealed himself to\nthese people as El Hassan. Very well.", "The Russian shook his head again. \"Baker is dead, Anton. As you\npossibly know, his assignment for the past few years has been with a", "\"I'm going to round up a few of my colleagues, of similar mind to my\nown, and then I'm going to join El Hassan,\" the little man snapped.\n\"Good-bye, Sir Winton.\"" ], [ "\"We need an official language,\" he said. \"The El Hassan movement has\nset as a goal the uniting of all North Africa. We might start here in", "covering the El Hassan movement and its program.", "Elmer said slowly, thoughtfully, \"We'll call him simply _El Hassan_.\nMonarchies are of the past, and El Hassan is the voice of the future,", "of themselves. If this movement is ever going to be worth anything,\nthe local characters are going to have to get into the act. The\ncurrent big thing is not to allow El Hassan and his immediate troupe", "Donaldson spoke in Arabic, not knowing the Tamaheq tongue. \"Aselamu,\nAleikum, El Hassan. I come to obey your wishes.\"", "that his message was the same as that they were trying to propagate,\ndid the same thing. That is, attributed the messages they had to\nspread to El Hassan. It was amusing when a group of us got together", "declared that El Hassan is attempting to take over North Africa, that\nhe's raising the tribes. Well, good. We didn't have the facilities to\nmake the announcement ourselves. But now the whole world knows it.\"", "\"Speak, El Hassan,\" Melchizedek said flatly. \"Great change is\neverywhere upon us, as each man knows, and none can tell how to\nmaintain the ways of our fathers.\"", "Bey said, flatly, \"If one of the rest of us gets it, or even if all of\nus do, the El Hassan movement goes on. But if something happens to", "the press. You get all the publicity for the El Hassan movement you\ncan. You send official protests to the governments of every country in\nthe world, every time they do something that doesn't fit in with our", "Jack Peters pointed a finger at him. \"To be the hero-symbol we have in\nmind, El Hassan is going to have to be able to communicate with _all_", "quick, before we can get the El Hassan movement under way. We've got\nto get out of Dakar and into some area where they'll have their work\ncut out trying to locate us.\"", "than the information could be dispensed by radio. El Hassan was here.\nEl Hassan was there. El Hassan was marching on Rabat, in Morocco; El", "Sir Winton said impatiently, \"Actually, we are still dealing with\nrumors, but they are beginning to shape up. Evidently, this El Hassan\nhas finally begun to move.\"", "Even Moroka, the South African, was beginning to accept the idea. \"If\nEl Hassan, himself, refused in the presence of foreigners ever to\nspeak anything but Esperanto, the aura of mystery would continue.\"", "Homer Crawford spoke in Esperanto to Jack Peters who nodded seriously\nand said to Ostrander, \"El Hassan informs you he owes alliance only to\nthe people of North Africa whose chosen leader he is.\"", "Nations and otherwise. The situation calls for a real El Hassan. If we\ndon't provide him, someone else will. I propose to take over the\nposition.\"", "The other said, laughing, \"Who has ever heard of a black Roumi? And\nyou, O El Hassan, are as black as a Bela.\"", "It was then that the woman in front of him, without turning, said\nsoftly, \"El Hassan?\"\n\n\nII", "The elderly Melchizedek went on slowly, \"They say that El Hassan is in\ntruth a renegade citizen of a far away Roumi land and that he attempts\nto build a great confederation in North Africa for his own gain.\"" ], [ "Nations and otherwise. The situation calls for a real El Hassan. If we\ndon't provide him, someone else will. I propose to take over the\nposition.\"", "and it's going to be they who do the fighting. Having the appointment\ncome from El Hassan, and at this early point, will just bind him", "declared that El Hassan is attempting to take over North Africa, that\nhe's raising the tribes. Well, good. We didn't have the facilities to\nmake the announcement ourselves. But now the whole world knows it.\"", "quelling the riots in Mopti that you ought to do this--proclaim\nyourself El Hassan. When I heard you'd taken the step, I came to join\nup.\"", "Corps. Promise just about anything, but only remember that one day\nwe'll have to keep the promises. El Hassan can't get the label of\nphony hung on him.\"", "of themselves. If this movement is ever going to be worth anything,\nthe local characters are going to have to get into the act. The\ncurrent big thing is not to allow El Hassan and his immediate troupe", "worked for, the AFAA, have come over to El Hassan. The number will\nprobably double by tomorrow, and triple the next day.\"", "you were expendable. Now, you're El Hassan. You give the orders. Other\npeople are expendable.\"", "Bey said, \"It might be worth while scouting in In Guezzam for a day or\ntwo. We might pick up a couple of El Hassan followers to help us along\nthe way.\"\n\n\"Use your judgment. Elmer!\"", "Proclaim El Hassan. Organize a column. We'll rendezvous at Tamanrasset\nin exactly two weeks.\"", "Bey said, flatly, \"If one of the rest of us gets it, or even if all of\nus do, the El Hassan movement goes on. But if something happens to", "dreaming new dreams, twenty or thirty years from now. When that time\ncomes, I assume the new problems will be faced. By that time there\nwill probably be no need for El Hassan.\"", "your new job, Fred. You're to locate this El Hassan and keep in\ncontinual contact with him. If he meets with any sort of success at", "capable of working it through to a conclusion. It takes no great\ninsight to realize El Hassan has to either put up or shut up when it\ncomes to Tamanrasset. That's possibly why some of the other elements", "\"And has Elmer Allen captive.\"\n\n\"Yes, he has Elmer.\" El Hassan's tone of voice turned sharp. \"Cliff,\ngo get Bey. Tell him we're forming a flying column and heading north.\"", "followers as Guémama were present. The El Hassan posture could be\nmaintained only in never to be compromised dignity.", "on your feet as well as I can. Do what is necessary. You're our\nForeign Minister. Don't let us see your face again until El Hassan is\nin control of North Africa.\"", "Elmer said slowly, thoughtfully, \"We'll call him simply _El Hassan_.\nMonarchies are of the past, and El Hassan is the voice of the future,", "\"Certainly not. My orders were to rise in the El Hassan hierarchy and\nawait further orders. None of my current, ah, colleagues have any", "\"O.K., we'll double that. Sixteen thousand to begin with, as El\nHassan's Minister of Treasury and whatever other duties we can think\nof to hang on you.\"" ], [ "And David Moroka took over with a calm efficiency that impressed all.\nIn the first place, he explained, El Hassan was much too busy to", "quelling the riots in Mopti that you ought to do this--proclaim\nyourself El Hassan. When I heard you'd taken the step, I came to join\nup.\"", "He pointed at Homer Crawford accusingly. \"You're El Hassan!\"\n\nHomer nodded, seriously, \"That's correct, Doctor.\"", "Elmer said slowly, thoughtfully, \"We'll call him simply _El Hassan_.\nMonarchies are of the past, and El Hassan is the voice of the future,", "possible for El Hassan to have picked out the bodies of David Moroka\nand Fredric Ostrander amidst those of the several hundred Haratin\nserfs who had swarmed out of the souk area at the crucial moment and", "It was then that the woman in front of him, without turning, said\nsoftly, \"El Hassan?\"\n\n\nII", "El Hassan was staring down at the finger, his mind slowly clearing of\nits fatigue. \"He belongs to the Berazga division of the Chaambra", "\"I am rapidly becoming his right-hand man. I am his press secretary\nand in charge of communications. Early in our acquaintanceship I was\nable to engineer an attempted assassination. I was able to, ah, save\nthe life of El Hassan.\"", "quick, before we can get the El Hassan movement under way. We've got\nto get out of Dakar and into some area where they'll have their work\ncut out trying to locate us.\"", "\"I'm going to round up a few of my colleagues, of similar mind to my\nown, and then I'm going to join El Hassan,\" the little man snapped.\n\"Good-bye, Sir Winton.\"", "Nations and otherwise. The situation calls for a real El Hassan. If we\ndon't provide him, someone else will. I propose to take over the\nposition.\"", "\"Thou art El Hassan,\" Melchizedek said, his voice low, \"and\nundoubtedly it is fated that the Tuareg follow you, for verily there\nis no way else to go, as each man knows.\"", "Cliff Jackson was thinking out loud. \"So far, El Hassan is an unknown.\nRumor has it that he's everything from a renegade Egyptian, to an", "The other said, laughing, \"Who has ever heard of a black Roumi? And\nyou, O El Hassan, are as black as a Bela.\"", "worked for, the AFAA, have come over to El Hassan. The number will\nprobably double by tomorrow, and triple the next day.\"", "Moroka looked at Crawford accusingly. \"El Hassan,\" he said. \"Leader of\nall North Africa. And you haven't even got around to bodyguards? Do", "you were expendable. Now, you're El Hassan. You give the orders. Other\npeople are expendable.\"", "The Swede was staring at him unbelievingly. \"But, a bit earlier you\nsaid you were El Hassan.\"", "Bey said, \"It might be worth while scouting in In Guezzam for a day or\ntwo. We might pick up a couple of El Hassan followers to help us along\nthe way.\"\n\n\"Use your judgment. Elmer!\"", "He turned his attention back to the C.I.A. man. \"A man does what he\nmust do,\" he finished simply. \"I did not ask to become El Hassan.\"" ], [ "Arab Legion resort to use of aircraft, the Reunited Nations will send\nin its air fleet.\"", "interested in North Africa have so far refrained from action against\nthe Arab Union. They want to see what El Hassan is going to do--find\nout just what he has on the ball.\"", "aircraft. But if a group of bungling Common Market diplomats can\nlocate us, what's to keep the Arab Legion from doing it and blessing\nus with a stick of neopalm bombs?\"", "Mopti, and the Reunited Nations buildings in Adrar have been stormed\nby mobs demonstrating for him. The Arab Union is moving in on the\nexcuse of protecting the country against El Hassan.\"", "Cliff said impatiently, \"From the radio reports, the Arab Union is\nconsolidating its position. El Hassan is being discredited by the", "Crawford explained, not to just Cliff but to all of them. \"Actually,\nthe Arab Union is doing part of our job for us. They've openly", "else, for that matter. Damascus and Cairo have been getting\nincreasingly belligerent. Homer, it looks as though the Arab Union is", "\"By then, I assume, the battle will be over and Tamanrasset in El\nHassan's hands. The Arab Union will then think twice before committing", "begin, and we've had some setbacks. As you've probably heard, the Arab\nUnion has stolen a march on us. And from what we can get on the radio,", "\"You're right,\" Homer growled, \"but there's nothing we can do right\nnow but mark time. Irritate the Arabs a bit. Keep them from spreading\nout.\"", "teams. The Arab Union has just taken Tamanrasset. They pushed two\ncolumns out of Libya, evidently one from Ghat and one from further\nnorth near Ghademès.\"", "Homer Crawford closed his eyes wearily. \"What it boils down to, still,\nis that a hundred of those Arab Legionnaires, with their armor, could\nfinish us all off in ten minutes if it came to open battle.\"", "fact that the Arab Union is largely not of Africa but of the Middle\nEast. That they're invading the country to swipe the goats and violate\nthe women. Dig up all the old North African prejudices against the", "\"The roads are cut. Our men hold every source of water from here to\nLibya and the Reunited Nations has put thumbs down on aircraft which\neliminates an air lift.\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" Bey said, unhappily.", "conflict--says old Sven--the Reunited Nations will not tolerate the\ncombat going into the air. He says that if _either_ El Hassan or the", "Arab Legion air cover eliminated, we can move in.\"", "care if in the explosion a common foe of all was eliminated? But let\nthe Arab Union, or possibly the Soviet Complex, or even others, learn\ndefinitely where El Hassan is and a bomb could well devastate twenty", "program of the Arab Union. Listen, Homer, we've got to get the\nbacking of the Moslem leaders.\"", "No more than a rumor. In fact, an asset because this supposed mystery\nman of the desert, bent on uniting all North Africa under his\ndomination, gave the Arab Union, its alibi for stepping in with", "They kept under movement. In Abelessa one day, almost in range of the\nmobile artillery of the Arab Legion; in Timassao the next, checking" ], [ "declared that El Hassan is attempting to take over North Africa, that\nhe's raising the tribes. Well, good. We didn't have the facilities to\nmake the announcement ourselves. But now the whole world knows it.\"", "\"Thou art El Hassan,\" Melchizedek said, his voice low, \"and\nundoubtedly it is fated that the Tuareg follow you, for verily there\nis no way else to go, as each man knows.\"", "quelling the riots in Mopti that you ought to do this--proclaim\nyourself El Hassan. When I heard you'd taken the step, I came to join\nup.\"", "Elmer said slowly, thoughtfully, \"We'll call him simply _El Hassan_.\nMonarchies are of the past, and El Hassan is the voice of the future,", "Nations and otherwise. The situation calls for a real El Hassan. If we\ndon't provide him, someone else will. I propose to take over the\nposition.\"", "\"Speak, El Hassan,\" Melchizedek said flatly. \"Great change is\neverywhere upon us, as each man knows, and none can tell how to\nmaintain the ways of our fathers.\"", "El Hassan turned to the girl and took a deep breath. \"The original\nMahdi was the holiest prophet since Mohammed and according to the more", "and it's going to be they who do the fighting. Having the appointment\ncome from El Hassan, and at this early point, will just bind him", "The elderly Melchizedek went on slowly, \"They say that El Hassan is in\ntruth a renegade citizen of a far away Roumi land and that he attempts\nto build a great confederation in North Africa for his own gain.\"", "Roumi device which enables one to speak great distances and that we\nhave decided that you are to head all the fighting clans of the\nAhaggar, and that you will ride at the left hand of El Hassan, as", "you were expendable. Now, you're El Hassan. You give the orders. Other\npeople are expendable.\"", "\"And has Elmer Allen captive.\"\n\n\"Yes, he has Elmer.\" El Hassan's tone of voice turned sharp. \"Cliff,\ngo get Bey. Tell him we're forming a flying column and heading north.\"", "\"But, what has this got to do with this Abd-el-Kader?\"", "He pointed at Homer Crawford accusingly. \"You're El Hassan!\"\n\nHomer nodded, seriously, \"That's correct, Doctor.\"", "Air went out of the lungs of the assembled Tuareg.\n\nThe Amenokal looked at him. \"This is verily the truth, El Hassan?\"\n\n\"My head upon it,\" Crawford said.", "\"Is the message of El Hassan, as all men know,\" Homer Crawford said\nflatly. He turned to Kenny Ballalou. \"Kenny, take over this angle. We", "El Hassan was on the move, as all men by now knew, and he, who was not\nfor the amalgamation of all North Africa, was judged against him. And", "He looked at them for a moment, then rested his eyes exclusively on\nHomer Crawford.\n\n\"_La Bas_, El Hassan,\" he said through the cloth that covered his\nmouth.", "than the information could be dispensed by radio. El Hassan was here.\nEl Hassan was there. El Hassan was marching on Rabat, in Morocco; El", "Homer was shaking his head. \"They will address themselves to the\nHaratin serfs and spread to them the message of El Hassan. They will" ], [ "And David Moroka took over with a calm efficiency that impressed all.\nIn the first place, he explained, El Hassan was much too busy to", "He turned his attention back to the C.I.A. man. \"A man does what he\nmust do,\" he finished simply. \"I did not ask to become El Hassan.\"", "The espionage chief was shaking his head. \"That is the answer I\nexpected you to give, and is approximately what anyone else would have\nsaid. Actually, there is no such person as El Hassan.\"", "Hassan had just signed a treaty with the Soviet Complex; El Hassan had\nbeen assassinated by a disgruntled follower. Or El Hassan was a", "\"Briefly, I am at El Hassan's headquarters. You were correct. He is in\nactuality Homer Crawford. The others you mentioned are also with him,\nincluding the traitor Isobel Cunningham.\"", "\"Espionage, Dave says. He's afraid some of these characters might be\nin with the Arab Union and inform on us.\"\n\n\"Well, that makes some sense,\" Homer nodded.", "\"I am rapidly becoming his right-hand man. I am his press secretary\nand in charge of communications. Early in our acquaintanceship I was\nable to engineer an attempted assassination. I was able to, ah, save\nthe life of El Hassan.\"", "The Russian was scowling. \"I see. Then perhaps it will be necessary\nfor us to do something to topple our El Hassan before he becomes much\nstronger, and to find another to unite North Africa.\"", "\"Yes,\" the Russian said. \"Homer Crawford has evidently decided to\nbecome El Hassan.\"\n\n\"Ahhh.\"", "The Russian nodded. \"We must keep in some sort of touch with him--some\nsort of control. If this El Hassan realizes his scheme and unites all", "declared that El Hassan is attempting to take over North Africa, that\nhe's raising the tribes. Well, good. We didn't have the facilities to\nmake the announcement ourselves. But now the whole world knows it.\"", "care if in the explosion a common foe of all was eliminated? But let\nthe Arab Union, or possibly the Soviet Complex, or even others, learn\ndefinitely where El Hassan is and a bomb could well devastate twenty", "He pointed at Homer Crawford accusingly. \"You're El Hassan!\"\n\nHomer nodded, seriously, \"That's correct, Doctor.\"", "That was the tip-off, then. Crawford had already revealed himself to\nthese people as El Hassan. Very well.", "\"I see,\" Kirill Menzhinsky muttered. \"I understand that a delegation\nfrom Moscow has arrived in El Hassan's camp. Have you contacted them?\"", "quick, before we can get the El Hassan movement under way. We've got\nto get out of Dakar and into some area where they'll have their work\ncut out trying to locate us.\"", "you were expendable. Now, you're El Hassan. You give the orders. Other\npeople are expendable.\"", "Dave Moroka put in, \"By the way, we'll have to go through your things.\nWe can't allow any radio communication from El Hassan's camp, except\nthrough official El Hassan channels--for obvious military reasons.\"", "Dave shrugged her question off, as though there were more important\nthings. \"I'm an El Hassan man,\" he said. \"Let those two overgrown\npowers handle their own troubles.\"", "Sir Winton said impatiently, \"Actually, we are still dealing with\nrumors, but they are beginning to shape up. Evidently, this El Hassan\nhas finally begun to move.\"" ], [ "And David Moroka took over with a calm efficiency that impressed all.\nIn the first place, he explained, El Hassan was much too busy to", "\"Correct! But the point is that after a time Crawford came around to\nthe belief that there should be a real El Hassan. That the primary", "He turned his attention back to the C.I.A. man. \"A man does what he\nmust do,\" he finished simply. \"I did not ask to become El Hassan.\"", "Air went out of the lungs of the assembled Tuareg.\n\nThe Amenokal looked at him. \"This is verily the truth, El Hassan?\"\n\n\"My head upon it,\" Crawford said.", "\"I am rapidly becoming his right-hand man. I am his press secretary\nand in charge of communications. Early in our acquaintanceship I was\nable to engineer an attempted assassination. I was able to, ah, save\nthe life of El Hassan.\"", "declared that El Hassan is attempting to take over North Africa, that\nhe's raising the tribes. Well, good. We didn't have the facilities to\nmake the announcement ourselves. But now the whole world knows it.\"", "Nations and otherwise. The situation calls for a real El Hassan. If we\ndon't provide him, someone else will. I propose to take over the\nposition.\"", "He pointed at Homer Crawford accusingly. \"You're El Hassan!\"\n\nHomer nodded, seriously, \"That's correct, Doctor.\"", "\"Thou art El Hassan,\" Melchizedek said, his voice low, \"and\nundoubtedly it is fated that the Tuareg follow you, for verily there\nis no way else to go, as each man knows.\"", "to Homer Crawford's team. He is evidently in accord with Crawford's\naims as El Hassan.\"", "Crawford's scorn held an element of amusement. \"Try it. I suspect your\nattempts to discredit El Hassan will prove unsuccessful. He has", "Homer Crawford grinned at him, somewhat ruefully and held up his hands\nas though in supplication. \"Listen to the man, is that any way to talk\nto El Hassan?\"", "Bey said, \"It might be worth while scouting in In Guezzam for a day or\ntwo. We might pick up a couple of El Hassan followers to help us along\nthe way.\"\n\n\"Use your judgment. Elmer!\"", "Donaldson screwed his wizened face into an expression of respect and\nmade a motion of obeisance. Then he waited.\n\nIsobel said, \"El Hassan bids you speak.\"", "Kenny grinned widely. \"Well, the nearest I can figure it, El Hassan is\nruler of an area about the size of Mexico. At least it was yesterday.\nBy today, you can probably tack on Texas.\"", "The Swede was staring at him unbelievingly. \"But, a bit earlier you\nsaid you were El Hassan.\"", "Guémama was gratified at the attention. He said in Tamaheq, \"As all\nmen know, O El Hassan, we now outnumber by thrice the Arab _giaours_", "quelling the riots in Mopti that you ought to do this--proclaim\nyourself El Hassan. When I heard you'd taken the step, I came to join\nup.\"", "you were expendable. Now, you're El Hassan. You give the orders. Other\npeople are expendable.\"", "Sir Winton said impatiently, \"Actually, we are still dealing with\nrumors, but they are beginning to shape up. Evidently, this El Hassan\nhas finally begun to move.\"" ], [ "The Swede glared at him for a moment, as though the American was being\ndeliberately dense. \"Dr. Crawford,\" he said, \"when the African", "\"Crawford!\" he snapped. \"Dr. Homer Crawford! See here, what is the\nmeaning of this?\"", "Homer Crawford, under his pressures, was changing. Possibly, she had\ntold herself before, it was change for the better. The need was for a\n_strong_ man, perhaps even a ruthless one.", "Homer Crawford said, \"I suppose it's your turn to listen and for me\nto do the talking.\" He shifted in his chair, uncomfortably. \"Dr.", "Sven Zetterberg's face was suddenly cold. \"And why, Dr. Crawford, do\nyou think you are more qualified than others?\"", "Homer Crawford now turned on the pressure. His voice took on overtones\nof the positive, his personality seemed to reach out and seize them,\nand even his physical stature seemed to grow.", "Homer Crawford looked at him for a long moment. \"Yes,\" he said\nfinally. \"Of course you are. Jake, you've just been made our combined", "\"Yes,\" the Russian said. \"Homer Crawford has evidently decided to\nbecome El Hassan.\"\n\n\"Ahhh.\"", "Homer Crawford looked at him. \"I'm sure I don't know as yet, Dr.\nSmythe. Neither you nor these followers of mine have informed me as to", "\"At any rate, Dr. Crawford, when the rumors of El Hassan began to come\ninto this office they brought with them a breath of hope. From all we", "They had both turned away from Isobel, in their discussion. Now she\nlooked at them, strangely. And especially at Homer Crawford. His\nbrusqueness toward her didn't seem the old Homer.", "The doctor snorted.\n\nHomer Crawford said, \"Dr. Smythe, the die is already cast. The\nquestion now becomes, will you join us?\"\n\n\"Join you! Certainly not!\"", "Homer Crawford raked the fingers of his right hand back over his\nshort wiry hair, and grimaced. He said, \"It won't be necessary.\"\n\n\n\n\"I beg your pardon, Doctor?\"", "Homer Crawford rapped, \"What language?\"\n\n\"French,\" Cliff said, \"but it's not his. I mean he's not French, just\nusing the language.\"", "That was the tip-off, then. Crawford had already revealed himself to\nthese people as El Hassan. Very well.", "Crawford rapped, \"That's who you just radioed?\"\n\n\"Of course, old boy. I'd hardly bring the opposition down on us, would\nI?\"\n\n\"Where are they?\"", "An element of the tenseness left the air when Crawford smiled and\nsaid, \"Doctor, for several years now I have been playing hide and seek", "Zetterberg shook hands abruptly, said, \"Sit down, Dr. Crawford.\"\n\nHomer Crawford looked at the secretary who had ushered him in.", "Crawford leaned forward. \"Look here, Doctor. You don't see eye to eye\nwith us on matters socio-economic. However, as a medical man, I submit", "Homer Crawford sank back onto the small crate he'd been using as a\nchair before Kenny's precipitate entrance. \"O.K.,\" he said, \"stop\ndramatizing and let us know what happened.\"" ], [ "Immediate survival depended upon getting into the Great Erg of the\nSahara where even the greatest powers the world had ever developed\nwould have their work cut out locating El Hassan and his people.", "\"Of course.\"\n\nHomer Crawford looked up into the sky, swept it. The day was rapidly\ncoming to an end and nowhere does day become night so quickly as in\nthe ergs of the Sahara.", "turned his eyes back to Crawford, who was nervously running his hand\nthrough his hair. \"I knew you had done considerable work in this area,\nso your whereabouts became obvious seeing that Tamanrasset is in", "Crawford said carefully, \"Because there was no need, O Amenokal of all\nthe Ahaggar, for the Cheyenne to disappear before the sandstorm of the", "square miles seeking him out.\" Crawford shook his head. \"No, we've\nsimply got to keep on the move.\"", "Homer Crawford said finally, evenly, \"In the expectation that every\nfollower of El Hassan in the Sahara will either surrender or die of", "The dunes began to fall away and with the butt of his left hand\nCrawford struck the acceleration lever. He could make more time now\nwhen less of his attention was drawn to the ups and downs of erg\ntravel.", "Moroka said, \"Too late, Crawford. He would have got away.\" The South\nAfrican started to his feet, brushing sand from his khaki bush\nshorts.", "Homer Crawford nodded seriously. \"Ai, Guémama, that would be the\nvalorous way of the Tuareg. But the heart of El Hassan forbids him to", "The Swede glared at him for a moment, as though the American was being\ndeliberately dense. \"Dr. Crawford,\" he said, \"when the African", "Crawford said. The desert man loves a story, a parable, a tale of the\nstrong men of yesteryear.", "up in the desert in a hover-jeep. He was evidently looking for our\ncamp.\" He dismissed the three bedouin with a gesture.", "Homer Crawford was taken aback, but covered the fact. \"There is no\nevil,\" he repeated the traditional greeting. \"But why do you name me\nEl Hassan?\"", "Crawford was looking after the young Targui who was disappearing into\nhis uncle's tent on the far side of the rapidly growing encampment.", "Homer Crawford vaulted out of the seat of the second lorry before it\nhad settled to the sand. \"What's up, Bey?\" he called.", "Forgotten of Allah were again disappearing into the ergs to emerge\nhere, there, and ghostlike to disappear again. They faded in and faded\naway again, and even in their absence dominated all.", "three Americans had largely withdrawn to their shelter. Crawford was\naware of the dangers of familiarity.", "Crawford came to his feet unhappily. \"Another contingent of Tuareg,\"\nhe said. \"I'll have to give them a quick welcoming to the colors\nspeech.\"\n\nThe guns outside continued their booming.", "At the same moment, Homer Crawford got up from the sand dune behind\nwhich he'd stationed himself and plowed awkwardly through the sand\ntoward them.\n\nBey glared at him.", "His original efforts, in pushing across the Sahara from Ghademès and\nGhat, had been no more than desert maneuvers. There had been no force" ], [ "turned his eyes back to Crawford, who was nervously running his hand\nthrough his hair. \"I knew you had done considerable work in this area,\nso your whereabouts became obvious seeing that Tamanrasset is in", "Bey scowled at him, defeat dulling his mind. \"What?\"\n\n\"How long do you figure it would take to infiltrate Tamanrasset and\ncapture it? Behind Ibrahim's back, so to speak.\"", "Donaldson shot a glance at her. \"Because, my dear, unless El Hassan is\nable to retake Tamanrasset, his movement has come a cropper.\" He", "Crawford came to his feet unhappily. \"Another contingent of Tuareg,\"\nhe said. \"I'll have to give them a quick welcoming to the colors\nspeech.\"\n\nThe guns outside continued their booming.", "First, to hold Tamanrasset and its former French stronghold Fort\nLaperrine; second, to keep open his lines of communication with", "Homer's eyes snapped to him. \"I mean to recapture Tamanrasset from the\nArab Union, seize the radio and television station there, and proclaim\nEl Hassan's regime.\"", "capable of working it through to a conclusion. It takes no great\ninsight to realize El Hassan has to either put up or shut up when it\ncomes to Tamanrasset. That's possibly why some of the other elements", "The Tuareg chieftain was intrigued. \"And what shall they do in\nTamanrasset, El Hassan? Suddenly seize arms, one night, and rise up in\nwrath against the Arab dogs and kill them all?\"", "to be eliminated before full activities can get under way. For the\npresent, we're hiding out until we can gather forces enough to free\nTamanrasset.\"", "Air went out of the lungs of the assembled Tuareg.\n\nThe Amenokal looked at him. \"This is verily the truth, El Hassan?\"\n\n\"My head upon it,\" Crawford said.", "Homer Crawford nodded seriously. \"Ai, Guémama, that would be the\nvalorous way of the Tuareg. But the heart of El Hassan forbids him to", "\"By then, I assume, the battle will be over and Tamanrasset in El\nHassan's hands. The Arab Union will then think twice before committing", "Crawford was looking after the young Targui who was disappearing into\nhis uncle's tent on the far side of the rapidly growing encampment.", "Crawford turned back to the Tuareg chieftain. \"You please me well, O\nGuémama. Know that I have been in conference with my viziers on the", "\"I've told you about Kenny,\" he wound it up. \"I sent him over to the\nwest to raise a harka of Nemadi to help in taking Tamanrasset.\" He", "Crawford said, the ring of authority in his voice. \"What does the\nAmenokal of all the Ahaggar say?\" He had no intention of antagonizing\nthe Tuareg chief by going over his head and directly to the people.", "Cunningham. Directly before him, possibly two miles in distance, was\nthe desert city of Tamanrasset, to the right, a kilometer or so, Amsel", "The first obstacle was cleared. Subduing a sigh of relief, Homer\nCrawford turned to Cliff. \"This, O Amenokal of all the Ahaggar, is\nClif ben Jackson, my Vizier of Finance.\"", "in Tamanrasset. They'll shoot a couple of teenage kids, or something,\nthen they'll have a city-wide mess on their hands.\"", "Crawford was mystified, but he stood in silence. What the Tuareg\nparamount chief said now made considerable difference. As he recalled" ], [ "Crawford brought his own gun up, seeking the target, and clipping at\nthe same time, \"We want him alive--\"", "Homer Crawford had assimilated the situation before the rest. He, too,\nwas darting for the tent entrance, only feet behind Moroka.", "square miles seeking him out.\" Crawford shook his head. \"No, we've\nsimply got to keep on the move.\"", "\"Look here, Crawford,\" he snapped. \"I'm in no mood for nonsense. The\nState Department has sent me to your headquarters to make another\nattempt to bring some sense home to you. As an American citizen,\nowing alliance--\"", "Crawford rapped, \"That's who you just radioed?\"\n\n\"Of course, old boy. I'd hardly bring the opposition down on us, would\nI?\"\n\n\"Where are they?\"", "Homer Crawford looked about him critically before entering. He said,\n\"I suppose this has been scouted out adequately. Where's the back\nentrance?\" He scowled. \"Haven't the boys posted a sentry?\"", "Homer Crawford was killing time whilst stirring up as much noise and\ndust as his handful of followers could manage. Killing time until", "The South African, moving with blurring speed, grasped the\nunsuspecting Crawford by the right hand and arm, swung with fantastic\nspeed and sent the American sprawling to the far side of the tent.", "Homer Crawford's face worked. \"My plans right at present are to stay\nalive, and you finding me so easily isn't heartening. However, it\nbrings to mind some other problems which need solving, too.\"", "Even the dour Elmer Allen laughed at that one.\n\nCrawford said, \"The fact of the matter is, we _are_ the foreign\npower.\"", "Homer Crawford pointed ahead and a little to the right. \"We'll soon\nfind out. This is a favorite encampment of his. With luck, he'll be\nthere. If we can win him over, we've come a long way.\"", "Moroka said, \"Too late, Crawford. He would have got away.\" The South\nAfrican started to his feet, brushing sand from his khaki bush\nshorts.", "He pointed at Homer Crawford accusingly. \"You're El Hassan!\"\n\nHomer nodded, seriously, \"That's correct, Doctor.\"", "makes any progress at all, it might well result in the death of\nthousands. I know your background, Crawford. You once taught judo in\nthe Marines. I'm not unfamiliar with the art myself.\"", "Crawford reached for the Tommy-Noiseless that leaned up against the\nimprovised desk at which he worked. He said, \"Let's get moving, Bey.", "Homer Crawford vaulted out of the seat of the second lorry before it\nhad settled to the sand. \"What's up, Bey?\" he called.", "\"Briefly, I am at El Hassan's headquarters. You were correct. He is in\nactuality Homer Crawford. The others you mentioned are also with him,\nincluding the traitor Isobel Cunningham.\"", "Homer Crawford shuffled through the sand on an awkward run, rounding\nthe tent, weapon in hand.", "Homer Crawford now turned on the pressure. His voice took on overtones\nof the positive, his personality seemed to reach out and seize them,\nand even his physical stature seemed to grow.", "Ostrander was outraged. He snapped at Homer Crawford, \"I demand an\nexplanation of this cavalier attack upon--\"" ], [ "Homer Crawford looked about him critically before entering. He said,\n\"I suppose this has been scouted out adequately. Where's the back\nentrance?\" He scowled. \"Haven't the boys posted a sentry?\"", "He might as well bring it to the point. Crawford said evenly, \"And I\nhave entered your camp alone except for two followers. Your people are", "three Americans had largely withdrawn to their shelter. Crawford was\naware of the dangers of familiarity.", "Crawford rapped, \"That's who you just radioed?\"\n\n\"Of course, old boy. I'd hardly bring the opposition down on us, would\nI?\"\n\n\"Where are they?\"", "square miles seeking him out.\" Crawford shook his head. \"No, we've\nsimply got to keep on the move.\"", "Guémama, was barking to his men to take cover. Two days before\nCrawford had checked out several of the more bright-eyed on the flac\nrifle and now three of them ran to where it was set up at a high\npoint.", "Moroka looked at Crawford accusingly. \"El Hassan,\" he said. \"Leader of\nall North Africa. And you haven't even got around to bodyguards? Do", "Crawford came to his feet. His voice took on an edge of command. \"You\nwill address your scouts and warriors and each will ride off on the", "Crawford came to his feet unhappily. \"Another contingent of Tuareg,\"\nhe said. \"I'll have to give them a quick welcoming to the colors\nspeech.\"\n\nThe guns outside continued their booming.", "Crawford brought his own gun up, seeking the target, and clipping at\nthe same time, \"We want him alive--\"", "Homer Crawford scowled thoughtfully. \"That involves only four wells.\nIf Ibrahim's legionnaires staked out only three armored vehicles at", "* * * * *\n\nEven at this time of evening, the headquarters tent was brightly lit\nand most of the immediate El Hassan staff still at work. Homer\nCrawford looked up as they entered.", "Homer Crawford, head of a five-man trouble-shooting team, had reported\nfor orders. In one hand he held them, when he was ushered into the\nother's presence.", "Homer Crawford was killing time whilst stirring up as much noise and\ndust as his handful of followers could manage. Killing time until", "Homer Crawford's face worked. \"My plans right at present are to stay\nalive, and you finding me so easily isn't heartening. However, it\nbrings to mind some other problems which need solving, too.\"", "Homer Crawford pointed ahead and a little to the right. \"We'll soon\nfind out. This is a favorite encampment of his. With luck, he'll be\nthere. If we can win him over, we've come a long way.\"", "Homer Crawford had assimilated the situation before the rest. He, too,\nwas darting for the tent entrance, only feet behind Moroka.", "Even the dour Elmer Allen laughed at that one.\n\nCrawford said, \"The fact of the matter is, we _are_ the foreign\npower.\"", "sight and great reward will be given he who delivers you to the\nauthorities.\" He spoke without inflection, and Crawford could read\nneither support nor animosity--nor greed for the reward offered by El", "the ground immediately before Homer Crawford who stood there flanked\nby Isobel Cunningham and Cliff Jackson. Further back and in the form\nof a crescent were possibly two or three hundred Tuareg of all ages" ], [ "both Jack and I became avid Esperantists, being naïve enough in those\ndays to think an international language would ultimately solve all\nman's problems. And both Homer and Isobel seem to have a working", "Jack Peters took over. \"Because it's almost unbelievably easy to\nlearn. English, by the way, is extremely difficult. For instance,", "\"Never mind that, Jack,\" Homer said. \"We'll get tougher about using\nour official language when we've gone a little further in building", "\"Esperanto?\" Cliff said. \"You mean that gobblydygook so-called\ninternational language?\"\n\nJack Peters looked at him, serious faced as always. \"What is wrong\nwith an international language, Mr. Jackson?\"", "\"We need an official language,\" he said. \"The El Hassan movement has\nset as a goal the uniting of all North Africa. We might start here in", "They'd evidently failed to note the raised voices and wore their\ncustomary serious expressions. Jack looked at Homer and said, \"_Cu vi\nscias Esperanton?_\"", "The West Indian was beginning to make his points now. \"No, any of the\nEuropean languages are out. The white man has been repudiated.", "Jack Peters was caught up in his subject. \"Still comparing it to\nEnglish, realize that spelling and pronunciation in English are highly\nirregular and one letter can have several different sounds, and one", "Jack, serious as ever, replied in Esperanto, then turned to the\nAmerican C.I.A. man and said, \"El Hassan has requested that I", "Jack was shaking his head seriously. \"And antagonize all the Arab\nhating Bantu in Africa? It's no go, Homer.\"\n\n\"Well, then, say French--or English.\"", "Cliff Jackson, who as usual had been monitoring the radio, came from\nthe hover-lorry and growled, \"What's he saying?\"\n\n\"The tribesmen are gathering as per instructions,\" Homer said in\nEnglish.", "Jack Peters pointed a finger at him. \"To be the hero-symbol we have in\nmind, El Hassan is going to have to be able to communicate with _all_", "His face expressionless, Homer held up a hand to quiet the smaller\nman. He looked at Jack Peters and raised his eyebrows. \"_Kion li la\nfremdul diras?_\"", "Homer said thoughtfully, \"A common language would be fine. It'd solve\na lot of problems. But it doesn't seem to be in the cards. Why not", "\"English is the most international language in the world,\" Moroka\nsaid. But his face was thoughtful, as those of the others were\nbecoming.", "Straight-faced, Jack Peters translated this into Esperanto, and,\nstraight-faced, Homer answered in the same language.", "\"All right,\" the West Indian said. \"There are more than seven hundred\nmajor languages, not counting dialects, in Africa. Sooner or later, we\nneed an official language, what is it going to be?\"", "Jimmy Peters put in a word now. \"Actually, any one of them would\npossibly do, but we have a head start with Esperanto. Some years ago", "Common Europe or\"--Peters cleared his throat--\"the Soviet Complex. He\nfurther suggests that it might be well, if you maintain communications\nwith your superiors, to have sent to you books on Esperanto, the", "Homer Crawford spoke in Esperanto to Jack Peters who nodded seriously\nand said to Ostrander, \"El Hassan informs you he owes alliance only to\nthe people of North Africa whose chosen leader he is.\"" ], [ "Sir Winton said impatiently, \"Actually, we are still dealing with\nrumors, but they are beginning to shape up. Evidently, this El Hassan\nhas finally begun to move.\"", "Crawford, no one with whom this office is connected seems ever to have\nseen this El Hassan but we are most anxious to talk to him. Perhaps\nthis is the man behind whom we can throw our support. Your task is to", "others and get together for a meeting to plan developments. El Hassan\nwas getting off to a fast start, already he was on the lam.", "Nations and otherwise. The situation calls for a real El Hassan. If we\ndon't provide him, someone else will. I propose to take over the\nposition.\"", "The Amenokal said, \"Enter then my tent, El Hassan, and meet my\nchieftains. We would confer with you.\"", "\"I'm going to round up a few of my colleagues, of similar mind to my\nown, and then I'm going to join El Hassan,\" the little man snapped.\n\"Good-bye, Sir Winton.\"", "Sven Zetterberg was not a patient man. He said, in irritation, \"It\nshould be perfectly clear. This El Hassan we've been hearing so much", "declared that El Hassan is attempting to take over North Africa, that\nhe's raising the tribes. Well, good. We didn't have the facilities to\nmake the announcement ourselves. But now the whole world knows it.\"", "Homer Crawford grinned at him, somewhat ruefully and held up his hands\nas though in supplication. \"Listen to the man, is that any way to talk\nto El Hassan?\"", "\"At any rate, Dr. Crawford, when the rumors of El Hassan began to come\ninto this office they brought with them a breath of hope. From all we", "interested in North Africa have so far refrained from action against\nthe Arab Union. They want to see what El Hassan is going to do--find\nout just what he has on the ball.\"", "quick, before we can get the El Hassan movement under way. We've got\nto get out of Dakar and into some area where they'll have their work\ncut out trying to locate us.\"", "capable of working it through to a conclusion. It takes no great\ninsight to realize El Hassan has to either put up or shut up when it\ncomes to Tamanrasset. That's possibly why some of the other elements", "It was then that the woman in front of him, without turning, said\nsoftly, \"El Hassan?\"\n\n\nII", "\"And has Elmer Allen captive.\"\n\n\"Yes, he has Elmer.\" El Hassan's tone of voice turned sharp. \"Cliff,\ngo get Bey. Tell him we're forming a flying column and heading north.\"", "\"Speak, El Hassan,\" Melchizedek said flatly. \"Great change is\neverywhere upon us, as each man knows, and none can tell how to\nmaintain the ways of our fathers.\"", "And David Moroka took over with a calm efficiency that impressed all.\nIn the first place, he explained, El Hassan was much too busy to", "Donaldson screwed his wizened face into an expression of respect and\nmade a motion of obeisance. Then he waited.\n\nIsobel said, \"El Hassan bids you speak.\"", "Bey said, \"It might be worth while scouting in In Guezzam for a day or\ntwo. We might pick up a couple of El Hassan followers to help us along\nthe way.\"\n\n\"Use your judgment. Elmer!\"", "of themselves. If this movement is ever going to be worth anything,\nthe local characters are going to have to get into the act. The\ncurrent big thing is not to allow El Hassan and his immediate troupe" ], [ "\"The Reunited Nations cannot support such a project, Dr. Crawford. I\nabsolutely forbid you to consider it.\"\n\n\"Forbid me?\"\n\n * * * * *", "So that was it. The Reunited Nations, and probably all the rest, had\nused their radio and TV stations to broadcast a warning and offer a", "other than nature's to say him nay. The Reunited Nations was an\norganization composed possibly of great powers, but in supposedly", "Cliff finished with, \"The Reunited Nations is throwing a wingding.\nEverybody running around accusing and threatening, and, as per usual,\ngetting nowhere.\"", "was the combined power of the world in the form of the Reunited\nNations, and, in addition, such individual powers as the United States\nof the Americas, the Soviet Complex, Common Europe, the French", "Department and the Reunited Nations in this matter.\" The gun\nunwaveringly went from one of them to the other, retraced itself.", "would not go undetected and a controversy might go up in the Reunited\nNations. But who could prove who had done it? And who, actually, would", "contact with the Reunited Nations teams.", "Zetterberg. Sooner or later we've got to make our peace with the\nReunited Nations.\"", "Homer Crawford said flatly, \"You don't seem to understand, Zetterberg.\nThe Reunited Nations has no control over El Hassan. Homer Crawford, as", "Arab Legion resort to use of aircraft, the Reunited Nations will send\nin its air fleet.\"", "The Swede simply _had_ to reassert himself. \"Dr. Crawford, the\nReunited Nations is not without resources. You'll be arrested before\nyou leave Dakar.\"", "Cliff Jackson hurried back from his radio, his face anxious. \"Listen,\"\nhe said. \"That was a high priority flash, to all Reunited Nations", "Foreign Minister and Plenipotentiary Extraordinary to the Reunited\nNations. You'll leave immediately, first for Geneva, to present our\ndemands to the Reunited Nations, then to New York.\"", "Mopti, and the Reunited Nations buildings in Adrar have been stormed\nby mobs demonstrating for him. The Arab Union is moving in on the\nexcuse of protecting the country against El Hassan.\"", "Jimmy Peters entered with some papers in hand. He said, seriously,\n\"The temperature is rising in the Reunited Nations--and everywhere", "of the really big powers. They'll stick it out for a while and watch\ndevelopments. We have, perhaps, two weeks in which to operate.\"", "conflict--says old Sven--the Reunited Nations will not tolerate the\ncombat going into the air. He says that if _either_ El Hassan or the", "Zetterberg continued the basic lecture with which he knew the other\nwas already completely familiar. \"So the Reunited Nations took on the\ntask of advancing as rapidly as possible the African economy and all", "The Swede pressed his lips together before continuing. \"Unfortunately,\nthe Reunited Nations as the United Nations and the League of Nations" ], [ "David Moroka flung to his feet, viper fast, and dashed toward Homer\nCrawford, his hands extended.\n\nAutomatically, Cliff Jackson stuck forward a foot in an attempt to\ntrip him--and missed.", "\"I am rapidly becoming his right-hand man. I am his press secretary\nand in charge of communications. Early in our acquaintanceship I was\nable to engineer an attempted assassination. I was able to, ah, save\nthe life of El Hassan.\"", "Crawford rapped, \"That's who you just radioed?\"\n\n\"Of course, old boy. I'd hardly bring the opposition down on us, would\nI?\"\n\n\"Where are they?\"", "He pointed at Homer Crawford accusingly. \"You're El Hassan!\"\n\nHomer nodded, seriously, \"That's correct, Doctor.\"", "\"Briefly, I am at El Hassan's headquarters. You were correct. He is in\nactuality Homer Crawford. The others you mentioned are also with him,\nincluding the traitor Isobel Cunningham.\"", "To Homer Crawford suddenly came the realization that the other needed\nan out, an excuse. An explanation to himself for doing something he\nwanted to do but wouldn't admit because it went against the\nopportunistic code he told himself he followed.", "\"Look here, Crawford,\" he snapped. \"I'm in no mood for nonsense. The\nState Department has sent me to your headquarters to make another\nattempt to bring some sense home to you. As an American citizen,\nowing alliance--\"", "That was the tip-off, then. Crawford had already revealed himself to\nthese people as El Hassan. Very well.", "Homer Crawford, under his pressures, was changing. Possibly, she had\ntold herself before, it was change for the better. The need was for a\n_strong_ man, perhaps even a ruthless one.", "Ostrander was outraged. He snapped at Homer Crawford, \"I demand an\nexplanation of this cavalier attack upon--\"", "Homer Crawford was killing time whilst stirring up as much noise and\ndust as his handful of followers could manage. Killing time until", "Homer Crawford's face worked. \"My plans right at present are to stay\nalive, and you finding me so easily isn't heartening. However, it\nbrings to mind some other problems which need solving, too.\"", "\"Confound it, Elmer,\" Crawford said. \"What'd you have to go and do\nthat for? I wanted to talk to him some more and send a message back to", "turned his eyes back to Crawford, who was nervously running his hand\nthrough his hair. \"I knew you had done considerable work in this area,\nso your whereabouts became obvious seeing that Tamanrasset is in", "square miles seeking him out.\" Crawford shook his head. \"No, we've\nsimply got to keep on the move.\"", "\"The people themselves must have the dream,\" Crawford said softly.\n\n\"I beg your pardon?\"\n\n\"Nothing. Go on.\"", "Ostrander shrugged in irritation. \"I didn't have time to consult\nanyone. By pure luck, I spotted the Cunningham girl and since I knew\nshe had affiliated herself with Crawford, I followed her.\"", "\"Correct! But the point is that after a time Crawford came around to\nthe belief that there should be a real El Hassan. That the primary", "Crawford brought his own gun up, seeking the target, and clipping at\nthe same time, \"We want him alive--\"", "all, and frankly our agency doubts that he will, you will attempt to\nbring home to Crawford and his followers the fact that they are\nAmericans, and orientate them in the direction of the West. Above all," ], [ "Arab Legion resort to use of aircraft, the Reunited Nations will send\nin its air fleet.\"", "Dave looked around at them, one by one. \"It means,\" he said, \"that the\nArab Legion is going to be reinforced tomorrow morning by a full\nregiment of paratroopers.\"", "Ostrander said evenly, \"Colonel, we have just been informed that a\nregiment of paratroopers has been put at your disposal and that they\nplan to land at various points in the Sahara in the morning.\"", "Ostrander said, \"As representative of the State Department I warn you\nthat if these paratroop carrying planes take off tomorrow morning, the", "Nations and otherwise. The situation calls for a real El Hassan. If we\ndon't provide him, someone else will. I propose to take over the\nposition.\"", "Homer Crawford closed his eyes wearily. \"What it boils down to, still,\nis that a hundred of those Arab Legionnaires, with their armor, could\nfinish us all off in ten minutes if it came to open battle.\"", "possibly, American and Common Europe espionage agents know of this\nheadquarters. Not to speak of the Arab Union. I shall try to give you\nthe whole story and your assignment in this next half hour. Then you", "Frederic Ostrander went on, his voice still even. \"We have further\nbeen informed that the Reunited Nations has withdrawn its ban on\naircraft, which would seem to free your paratroop carrying planes.\"", "\"Chaambra country,\" Elmer said. \"Oh great. Arabs. I can just see what\nluck I'm going to have rousing up Arabs to fight other Arabs, and me\nwith a complexion black as ...\"", "Seventh Airfleet of the United States of the Americas will enter the\nconflict on the side of El Hassan. Good evening, Colonel.\"", "Mopti, and the Reunited Nations buildings in Adrar have been stormed\nby mobs demonstrating for him. The Arab Union is moving in on the\nexcuse of protecting the country against El Hassan.\"", "else, for that matter. Damascus and Cairo have been getting\nincreasingly belligerent. Homer, it looks as though the Arab Union is", "\"By then, I assume, the battle will be over and Tamanrasset in El\nHassan's hands. The Arab Union will then think twice before committing", "aircraft. But if a group of bungling Common Market diplomats can\nlocate us, what's to keep the Arab Legion from doing it and blessing\nus with a stick of neopalm bombs?\"", "Dave shook his head. \"That's not the big thing. The paratroopers\naren't going to drop in Tamanrasset. They're going to hit every oasis,\nevery water hole, in a circumference of two hundred miles.\"", "begin, and we've had some setbacks. As you've probably heard, the Arab\nUnion has stolen a march on us. And from what we can get on the radio,", "Bey said, \"If we can stop waxing philosophic for a while and get back\nto how most efficiently to clobber these Arabs--\"\n\n * * * * *", "Homer Crawford's face was working in thought. He shook his head at\nKenny. \"I think you're wrong. They won't send the whole Arab Legion", "The Arab Legion officer smiled politely. \"I had heard that you\nrepresented the State Department in this area, Mr. Ostrander, and have", "their paratroopers, particularly with captured armor in El Hassan's\nhands.\"" ] ]

[ "What does Dr. Crawford offer to the Taureg warriers to win their loyalty?", "Who is captured by Dr. Crawfords group and then forced to join them?", "As proposed by Jack what is the common language of Dr. Crawfords movement?", "Who was reponible for the assassination attempt on Dr. Crawford, and why did they do it?", "What confession does Dr. Crawford make about the death of his former friend Abe that shocks David?", "Who holds Tamanraset at the end of the story?", "What is the good new that Dr. Crawdford recieves at the conclusion of the story?", "Who is captured by Abd-el-Kader?", "What does Abd-el-Kader claim that would allow him to declare a holy war against El Hassan?", "Why did El Hassan kill Abe?", "What was Dr. Crawford's job before becoming El Hassan?", "Who sends the assassin thwarted by David?", "What is the common language of the El Hassan movement?", "Who are promised roles as El Hassan's peacetime law enforcement?", "Who did David Monka appear to be before joinng El Hassan?", "What keeps the Arab Union from launching attacks from the air?", "What give Abd-el-Kader the authority to call for a holy war against El Hassan?", "Why was David spying on El Hassan for the Soviet Complex?", "How did El Hassan gain David's genuine loyalty?", "Who does Dr. Crawford become?", "Why does Crawford hide in the Sahara erg?", "What does Crawford have to do to take Tamanrasset back?", "What happens in the assassination attempt on Crawford?", "How many guards does Crawford have?", "What does Jack suggest the movements language should be?", "Who are anxious to meet El Hassan?", "The Reunited Nations threatens to retaliate any Power that does what?", "Why did David set up the assassination attempt on Crawford?", "If the Arab Nation deploys paratroopers, who will the United States send?" ]

[ [ "He will make them the Core of El Hassan's Desert Legion during war and give them positions as police men and rangers when the conflicts ends.", "To make them the Core of the El Hassan's desert legion." ], [ "Dr. Warren Harding Smith's Amercan medical relief team.", "The American medical relief team" ], [ "Esperanto", "Esperanto." ], [ "David, to earn Dr. Crawford's trust.", "David, to gain everyone's trust." ], [ "Dr. Crawford regrets that Abe died because of El Hassan's formation.", "that he killed him" ], [ "Dr. Crawford and the El Hassan. ", "El Hassan" ], [ "El Hasan is widely recognized as the legal goverment of North Africa.", "Other countries and organizations recognize his leadership of North Africa." ], [ "Elmer Allen", "Elmer Allen" ], [ "He is a reincarnation of the holy prophet Mahdi.", "That he is the reincarnation of the Mahdi." ], [ "Abe wanted El Hassan to swear allegiance to the Soviet Complex.", "Abe wanted him to wear allegiance to the soviet complex." ], [ "He led the Sahara Division Team of Reunited Nations African Development Project", "leader of the Sahara Division team" ], [ "David", "David" ], [ "Esperanto", "Esperanto" ], [ "Tuareg Warriors", "the Taureg warriors" ], [ "a field worker with the African Department of the British Commonwealth", "A Party member of the Soviet Complex." ], [ "The threat of retaliation from the Reunited Nations", "Ostrander tells them the US will attack them if they do." ], [ "His claims to be the reincarnation of the prophet Mahdi", "He is the reincarnation of the Mahdi, the holiest prophet since Mohammed." ], [ "Because El Hassan killed his friend Abe.", "To get revenge for Abe's death." ], [ "His expression of remorse over the killing of Abe", "Confesses to killing his friend Abe." ], [ "El Hassan", "He becomes El Hassan." ], [ "Because they are looking to arrest him.", "He is wanted for arrest" ], [ "He must organize troops from nearby towns.", "send his followers to organize troops" ], [ "David stops the assassin and kills him.", "David Moroka foils it" ], [ "Fifteen ", "15" ], [ "Esperanto.", "Esperanto is the language he suggests." ], [ "Reporters and Diplomats.", "reporters and diplomats" ], [ "Uses air combat.", "air combat" ], [ "So he would trust him.", "To earn his trust" ], [ "The Air Force.", "Their air force" ] ]

[ [ "Curled in a fetal position, Adam sleeps peacefully next to\n RACHEL (25), his loving girlfriend. Cute, charming, and", "Adam looks at his house. The lights are out. He's really not\n in the mood to be alone. He looks back at Katie.", "Adam is seated in the front seat as Katie drives. The car is\n filthy - it's littered with papers, magazines, food wrappers,", "Rachel hugs Adam. Soaking in the comfort, Adam rests his head\n on her shoulder. She gently strokes his hair. Adam's hand", "They make their way into the bedroom and clumsily undress one\n another. Adam looks at Rachel's naked body.\n \n ADAM", "ADAM\n I'm not going anywhere.\n \n From across the store, Seth notices, CLAIRE (30), an", "Adam and Rachel make-out as they enter the house.\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS", "ADAM\n (calls out to Rachel)\n Love you.\n \n The door slams.", "slowly moves her index finger along Adam's arm and then\n seductively kisses his neck. Adam firmly grabs hold of Rachel\n and the two begin to go through the motions. Clothes come", "Adam jumps from bed. He rushes into the bathroom. Rachel\n rolls back to sleep.", "Katie pulls out Adam's file and sits in a chair across from\n him. Adam looks anxious, this is his first time in therapy.", "ADAM\n So have you had many patients?\n \n KATIE\n You're actually my first.", "RACHEL\n (SMILES)\n Okay.\n \n Rachel kisses Adam and lays her head on his chest.", "Adam stands impatiently on his porch. He looks at his watch\n and then dials his phone.\n \n RACHEL (V.O.)", "Katie stands behind Adam and places her hands on his\n shoulders. Despite the fact that this is all too strange, he\n doesn't mind, in a weird way, Adam is enjoying the attention.", "KATIE\n No!\n \n ADAM\n (EMBARRASSED)\n It's true.", "Adam feigns a smile, hiding the pain of his heart breaking in\n a thousand pieces.\n \n Suddenly Rachel's iPhone VIBRATES. She picks it up, and reads", "wheel. The Horn blares.\n \n KATIE\n Adam? Adam? Adam?\n \n CUT TO:", "as far as she can and pulls out a cookie jar. She sticks her\n hand in the jar and pulls out an old pack of American\n Spirits. Adam looks at Rachel disapprovingly.", "RACHEL\n Mmmmm.\n \n Rachel gently strokes her fingers through Adam's hair." ], [ "RACHEL (CONT'D)\n What?\n \n ADAM\n Are you listening to me?", "(whispers to Rachel)\n What is she talking about?\n \n EDITH\n And now Rachel. I know we haven't", "Rachel hugs Adam. Soaking in the comfort, Adam rests his head\n on her shoulder. She gently strokes his hair. Adam's hand", "As Art swallows, Edith eagerly turns her attention to Rachel.\n \n EDITH (CONT'D)", "RACHEL\n Mmmmm.\n \n Rachel gently strokes her fingers through Adam's hair.", "RACHEL\n I told you I couldn't handle this!\n \n Rachel stares at Adam with her adorable green eyes. She takes", "They make their way into the bedroom and clumsily undress one\n another. Adam looks at Rachel's naked body.\n \n ADAM", "Rachel turns to Adam.\n \n ADAM (CONT'D)\n You're here all the time anyway.", "as far as she can and pulls out a cookie jar. She sticks her\n hand in the jar and pulls out an old pack of American\n Spirits. Adam looks at Rachel disapprovingly.", "Like a child being scolded, Rachel's face says it all.\n \n RACHEL\n (POUTING)", "out, but takes a drag instead. He then hugs Rachel with one\n hand and opens the window with the other; he proceeds to\n discreetly fan out the cigarette smoke.", "Suddenly there's a loud scratching at the bedroom door,\n followed by a loud whimpering. Rachel stops.\n \n RACHEL (CONT'D)", "RACHEL (CONT'D)\n Not now.\n \n ADAM", "Curled in a fetal position, Adam sleeps peacefully next to\n RACHEL (25), his loving girlfriend. Cute, charming, and", "RACHEL\n (SMILES)\n Okay.\n \n Rachel kisses Adam and lays her head on his chest.", "RACHEL\n Everything's going to be okay.\n \n They look intensely into each others eyes and then kiss.", "RACHEL\n Oh jesus Adam, just tell her.\n \n EDITH\n Tell me what?", "RACHEL (CONT'D)\n Don't look at me like that. You\n know this is a hard time for me.", "ADAM\n Yeah, but sometimes I wish I was.\n \n Rachel crosses into the room and stands over Adam.", "turning me on.\n \n Rachel begins to cry.\n \n RACHEL (CONT'D)" ], [ "slowly moves her index finger along Adam's arm and then\n seductively kisses his neck. Adam firmly grabs hold of Rachel\n and the two begin to go through the motions. Clothes come", "Rachel hugs Adam. Soaking in the comfort, Adam rests his head\n on her shoulder. She gently strokes his hair. Adam's hand", "RACHEL\n (SMILES)\n Okay.\n \n Rachel kisses Adam and lays her head on his chest.", "Adam and Rachel make-out as they enter the house.\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS", "RACHEL\n Mmmmm.\n \n Rachel gently strokes her fingers through Adam's hair.", "Adam fumbles around in the dark as he tears off his clothes.\n He then climbs back into bed, spoons Rachel, and begins\n seductively kissing her neck. He slowly moves his hand", "They make their way into the bedroom and clumsily undress one\n another. Adam looks at Rachel's naked body.\n \n ADAM", "ADAM\n (RELENTS)\n I know.\n \n Adam tenderly wraps his arms around Rachel.", "Adam just looks her in the eyes...Rachel gets it.\n \n RACHEL (CONT'D)\n Oh. Oh my god.", "Adam walks out the back door.\n \n Seth enters the kitchen and gets in Rachel's face. He stares\n her down.", "slowly moves down Rachel's back. He starts kissing her neck.\n He knows it's wrong, but can't help it, the only thing\n running through his mind is sex.", "Katie leaves.\n \n ADAM\n Where have you been?\n \n RACHEL", "INT. ADAM'S BEDROOM - LATER THE SAME NIGHT\n \n Rachel stares at Adam as he sleeps next to her in bed. She", "ADAM\n I love you.\n \n Rachel takes Adam's hand.", "INT. RACHEL'S CAR - LATER THE SAME NIGHT\n \n Rachel and Adam drive home from the party. They're in\n completely different moods.", "ADAM\n I know what you're doing.\n \n RACHEL\n No, you're right, it's not a good", "out, but takes a drag instead. He then hugs Rachel with one\n hand and opens the window with the other; he proceeds to\n discreetly fan out the cigarette smoke.", "RACHEL\n Everything's going to be okay.\n \n They look intensely into each others eyes and then kiss.", "RACHEL\n I told you I couldn't handle this!\n \n Rachel stares at Adam with her adorable green eyes. She takes", "end to the noise. He sits for a moment at the edge of the\n bed, collects himself.\n \n Adam looks down at Rachel and begins kissing her neck." ], [ "RACHEL\n (SMILES)\n Okay.\n \n Rachel kisses Adam and lays her head on his chest.", "ADAM\n (RELENTS)\n I know.\n \n Adam tenderly wraps his arms around Rachel.", "ADAM\n (calls out to Rachel)\n Love you.\n \n The door slams.", "Rachel hugs Adam. Soaking in the comfort, Adam rests his head\n on her shoulder. She gently strokes his hair. Adam's hand", "They embrace. A beat. Adam lets go. He looks Rachel in the\n eyes.\n \n ADAM\n I want you out my house.", "They make their way into the bedroom and clumsily undress one\n another. Adam looks at Rachel's naked body.\n \n ADAM", "slowly moves her index finger along Adam's arm and then\n seductively kisses his neck. Adam firmly grabs hold of Rachel\n and the two begin to go through the motions. Clothes come", "Katie leaves.\n \n ADAM\n Where have you been?\n \n RACHEL", "ADAM\n I love you.\n \n Rachel takes Adam's hand.", "Adam and Rachel make-out as they enter the house.\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS", "INT. RACHEL'S CAR - LATER THE SAME NIGHT\n \n Rachel and Adam drive home from the party. They're in\n completely different moods.", "RACHEL (CONT'D)\n Not now.\n \n ADAM", "off. Adam gets on top of Rachel...And then stops.\n \n RACHEL\n What's wrong?", "RACHEL\n Of course.\n \n Rachel leaves. In frustration Adam weakly picks up the scale", "Adam just looks her in the eyes...Rachel gets it.\n \n RACHEL (CONT'D)\n Oh. Oh my god.", "RACHEL\n I told you I couldn't handle this!\n \n Rachel stares at Adam with her adorable green eyes. She takes", "Adam jumps from bed. He rushes into the bathroom. Rachel\n rolls back to sleep.", "RACHEL (CONT'D)\n What?\n \n ADAM\n Are you listening to me?", "ADAM\n (SMILES)\n What?\n \n RACHEL\n I love you.", "end to the noise. He sits for a moment at the edge of the\n bed, collects himself.\n \n Adam looks down at Rachel and begins kissing her neck." ], [ "Katie pulls out Adam's file and sits in a chair across from\n him. Adam looks anxious, this is his first time in therapy.", "book called \"Coping with Your Loved One's Cancer\" on Seth's\n bedside table. The book is worn and has multiple book marks -", "INT. HOSPITAL. KATIE'S OFFICE - NEXT DAY\n \n Adam looks worn and exhausted from the chemo. He's never felt\n worse.", "Close your eyes and relax. Find a\n place inside yourself where you can\n escape the cancer.\n \n Adam closes his eyes.", "Adam is seated in a plush leather chair where he's hooked\n into a chemo drip. He's surrounded by a dozen gaunt, hairless", "Adam you can not let your cancer go\n to waste.\n \n Adam takes the book from Seth's hands and puts it down.", "CUT TO:\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER", "INT. HOSPITAL. CHEMOTHERAPY TREATMENT ROOM - MORNING\n \n Adam sits down next to Mitch, but notices there's no Alan.", "GEORGE (CONT'D)\n This way my baby.\n \n George leads Adam into a Chemotherapy Treatment room.", "KATIE\n Sorry about the mess.\n \n Adam picks up a copy of \"Organizing Your Way to Success,\"\n which is lying on the floor.", "INT. HOSPITAL. KATIE'S OFFICE - DAY\n \n Adam is lying on the couch staring at the ceiling. There is", "INT. HOSPITAL. HALLWAY - DAY\n \n Adam, Alan and Mitch sit in the corridor of the Cancer Ward.", "INT. HOSPITAL. KATIE'S OFFICE - DAY\n \n Adam sits in Katie's office.\n \n ADAM", "INT. HOSPITAL SURGICAL AMPHITHEATER - LATER\n \n Adam is face down on the operating table. Two Neurosurgeons,", "INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - LATER THAT NIGHT\n \n Distraught and emotionally worn, Adam enters to discover the", "louder as we PUSH IN ON:\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS", "ADAM\n You said I look great.\n \n PHIL\n Yeah for a guy with cancer.", "Come with me my baby.\n \n Adam follows George into the elevator where they ride down\n into the bowel of the hospital: The Cancer Ward.", "INT. ADAM'S HOUSE. LIVING ROOM - LATER\n \n Adam and Katie sit on the couch playing an ultra-violent", "INT. HOSPITAL. MRI ROOM\n \n Adam is lying on the gurney of an MRI machine. He is slowly" ], [ "KATIE\n Adam?\n \n ADAM\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Oh hey.", "KATIE\n No!\n \n ADAM\n (EMBARRASSED)\n It's true.", "ADAM\n So how do we do that?\n \n KATIE\n The first thing I want you to do is", "Adam is seated in the front seat as Katie drives. The car is\n filthy - it's littered with papers, magazines, food wrappers,", "ADAM\n So have you had many patients?\n \n KATIE\n You're actually my first.", "Adam looks at his house. The lights are out. He's really not\n in the mood to be alone. He looks back at Katie.", "ADAM\n She must be stuck in traffic.\n \n KATIE\n You want a ride?", "Katie stands behind Adam and places her hands on his\n shoulders. Despite the fact that this is all too strange, he\n doesn't mind, in a weird way, Adam is enjoying the attention.", "Adam and Katie arrive at Adam's house.\n \n ADAM\n Thanks for the ride...", "Adam takes Katie's hand, she looks down at him, they exchange\n a smile.\n \n Adam notices and open window.", "wheel. The Horn blares.\n \n KATIE\n Adam? Adam? Adam?\n \n CUT TO:", "KATIE\n Adam?\n \n Katie sits up. She's awake now.\n \n ADAM", "Katie leaves.\n \n ADAM\n Where have you been?\n \n RACHEL", "Katie puts down the sandwich, rises from her seat and puts\n her hand out to shake Adam's.", "Katie pops her head out from behind Adam's parents.\n \n ADAM (CONT'D)\n You're here too! You're soooooo", "Katie pulls out Adam's file and sits in a chair across from\n him. Adam looks anxious, this is his first time in therapy.", "KATIE\n Please sit.\n \n Adam notices a dark stain on the couch. He sits as far from\n it as possible.", "Id.\n \n Katie is hesitant, but she also feels in a strange way that\n Adam is more than a patient.", "INT. ADAM'S HOUSE. LIVING ROOM - LATER\n \n Adam and Katie sit on the couch playing an ultra-violent", "ADAM\n It's true.\n \n KATIE\n We don't know that." ], [ "every man's soul dies. She's\n killing us Adam...You're a semi-\n smart, semi-successful, semi-\n average looking dude. Just based on", "ADAM\n (calls out to Rachel)\n Love you.\n \n The door slams.", "person dead of cancer. That's it.\n \n KATIE\n This helplessness you're feeling is\n normal. These emotions you're", "FADE TO BLACK.\n \n THE END", "JENNY\n Oh what does it matter? It's too\n late.\n \n Jenny walks away crying. Seth follows after her.", "Jenny cries hysterically as Seth consoles her.\n \n JENNY\n (CRYING)", "A MORTICIAN, stout and dignified, with a slight British\n accent leads Adam and Seth on a tour of the cemetery grounds.\n \n MORTICIAN", "I'm really sorry about Mitch.\n \n MARGARET\n Me too.\n \n ADAM", "ADAM\n Will you please just finish.\n \n The dog finally finishes. Adam runs back into the house.", "He finally lies down, contorting his body so as to avoid the\n stain.\n \n KATIE (CONT'D)", "wheel. The Horn blares.\n \n KATIE\n Adam? Adam? Adam?\n \n CUT TO:", "Unaffected, the teacher stays back and files her nails.\n 15.\n \n \n ADAM (CONT'D)", "kisses her goodbye and gets out of the car. He takes a few\n steps and then turns back. He gives her a nervous smile and\n then continues into the hospital.", "(COY)\n That's what you think.\n \n Suddenly Adam passes out. His head slams into the steering", "Edith, Art and Seth sit impatiently watching the clock. Katie\n paces up and down the hall. Hours go by. Time can't seem to\n go by quick enough.", "ADAM (CONT'D)\n Mommy! Daddy!\n \n EDITH\n (CRYING)", "(ASLEEP)\n Hello.\n \n ADAM\n I don't want to die.", "ADAM\n I'm going to die aren't I?\n \n KATIE\n What are you talking about?", "and throws it against the wall, smashing it.\n \n CUT TO:", "Adam and Seth look at the rows of Schwartz family tombstones.\n Up front is an empty gap, presumably where Adam and his\n parents are to go. Adam and Seth stare at the graves as we:" ], [ "That must have been hard, seeing\n him lose his cognitive skills like\n that.\n \n This is the most emotionally honest we've ever seen Adam.", "Her hands now shaking uncontrollably, Edith hands Adam a\n large number of prescription pills.\n \n EDITH (CONT'D)", "He was actually really good.\n (BEAT)\n Until he had his stroke.\n \n KATIE", "book called \"Coping with Your Loved One's Cancer\" on Seth's\n bedside table. The book is worn and has multiple book marks -", "patients. He is the youngest patient by at least 20 years.\n Completely overwhelmed, Adam spots A BALD WOMAN sitting\n quietly knitting. She's at peace with herself. Her Zen like", "Adam looks on, annoyed at every step his mother takes. Edith\n closes in on one of the degrees and puts on her reading\n glasses for further examination.", "Adam's mind drifts away from Katie. He focuses on all the\n clutter. The slanted clock. The wilting plant. The crumbled\n paper on the floor. The mess is driving him crazy.", "indication that she's not dead is the movement of her index\n finger, which twitches uncontrollably. Adam sits uneasy,\n tying to anticipate his mother's next move.", "The Receptionist leaves. Adam awkwardly undresses and slips\n on the hospital gown. Unsure which end of the gown is the\n front, Adam adjusts the garment a few times until he decides", "kisses her goodbye and gets out of the car. He takes a few\n steps and then turns back. He gives her a nervous smile and\n then continues into the hospital.", "She's got some kind of creative\n block...It's her process.\n \n SETH\n You have cancer for fuck's sake! If", "various treatment rooms.\n \n A sick, fat, BALD ELDERLY WOMAN coughs as she passes. Adam\n winces in disgust.", "He spent his whole life priding\n himself on his independence, always\n too stubborn to ask for help and\n now look at the son of a bitch.", "Adam is wearing a ski hat to cover his balding head.\n \n ALAN\n (CONFIDENT)\n Real.", "A small group of patients, including Adam, have been watching\n the video. The people in the room applaud, Adam looks around\n baffled by both the video and the clapping.", "Mitch pulls out his wallet. He holds out a picture of his\n wife MARGARET (80).\n \n MITCH (CONT'D)", "browses through a dozen outdated magazines: Highlights, Time,\n Life, Modern Maternity, etc. Only moments later, as though he\n hadn't just introduced himself, the Receptionist calls out:", "important to be with your loved\n ones in times like these.\n \n ALAN\n Bullshit. Women are nothing but", "The service has begun.\n \n EDITH\n Please. My son has cancer.", "Rabbi Jacobs (75) exits the bathroom, pulls up his fly and\n spots Adam. Jacobs has the face of a leather couch from all\n the tanning and face lifts. He spots Adam." ], [ "Rabbi Jacobs (75) exits the bathroom, pulls up his fly and\n spots Adam. Jacobs has the face of a leather couch from all\n the tanning and face lifts. He spots Adam.", "Adam lies on a gurney. DR. LAMB, the neurosurgeon performing\n Adam's surgery enters. He's wired on Espresso. Behind him is", "Adam reads through a stack of unopened letters. He comes\n across a postcard from the Museum advertising \"Mountain Dew\n Presents: The Origins of Man\".", "Adam enters the museum and walks up to the sign. People stop\n and stare, stunned by Adam's gaunt appearance - like a ghost\n haunting the grounds. Adam carries a wide smile, he's", "The LIBRARIAN, a tall blond surfer type, taps Adam on the\n shoulder.\n \n LIBRARIAN", "Adam Schwartz.\n \n Adam stands.\n \n GEORGE (CONT'D)", "Adam looks up. He hates this part of his job.\n \n SETH (CONT'D)\n Everyone this is Adam, he's the", "Adam is seated in a plush leather chair where he's hooked\n into a chemo drip. He's surrounded by a dozen gaunt, hairless", "The Laugh Therapist opens his eyes and stares intensely at\n Adam and then Seth.", "This here is Adam, one of our\n curators. Adam do you want to tell\n us what you're working on?\n \n ADAM", "Adam is seated in the Rabbi's office, he looks despondent.\n \n RABBI", "Technician is watching the Laker game in the next room.\n 5.\n \n \n ADAM (CONT'D)", "ADAM\n Yeah, that's me.\n \n RECEPTIONIST\n Follow me.", "INT. HOSPITAL. MRI ROOM\n \n Adam is lying on the gurney of an MRI machine. He is slowly", "ADAM\n Magic!\n \n Art and Edith enter the room. Adam reacts like a little kid\n being picked up from pre-school.", "Adam is seated in the front seat as Katie drives. The car is\n filthy - it's littered with papers, magazines, food wrappers,", "INT. LAUGHTER THERAPY - DAY\n \n Adam and Seth are seated in a semi-circle with a half dozen", "Adam walks along the boardwalk. He's surrounded by\n perfection. The beach. The water. The blue sky. Hundreds of", "curator of ancient civilizations\n here at the museum.\n \n Adam gives a reluctant wave.\n \n ADAM", "INT. HOSPITAL SURGICAL AMPHITHEATER - LATER\n \n Adam is face down on the operating table. Two Neurosurgeons," ], [ "Not knowing what else to say, Dr. Ross looks at his watch,\n looks back to Adam, and moves to the door.\n 20.", "The Receptionist leaves. Adam awkwardly undresses and slips\n on the hospital gown. Unsure which end of the gown is the\n front, Adam adjusts the garment a few times until he decides", "INT. HOSPITAL. MRI ROOM\n \n Adam is lying on the gurney of an MRI machine. He is slowly", "causing him to scream in agony.\n \n ADAM (CONT'D)\n PAIN! PAIN! PAIN! PAIN! PAIN! PAIN!", "Adam lies on a gurney. DR. LAMB, the neurosurgeon performing\n Adam's surgery enters. He's wired on Espresso. Behind him is", "INT. HOSPITAL SURGICAL AMPHITHEATER - LATER\n \n Adam is face down on the operating table. Two Neurosurgeons,", "Instead, he looks over Adam's chart, examines his MRI scans,\n and pulls out a DICTAPHONE -\n \n DR. ROSS", "along the nerves in your lower\n spine.\n \n Adam looks at himself in the mirror.\n \n ADAM", "Just kidding. That's doctor humor.\n \n Adam forces a small chuckle. He's completely terrified.", "Adam is seated in a plush leather chair where he's hooked\n into a chemo drip. He's surrounded by a dozen gaunt, hairless", "The Receptionist leads Adam to a small changing room and\n hands him a hospital gown.\n \n RECEPTIONIST (CONT'D)", "Rabbi Jacobs (75) exits the bathroom, pulls up his fly and\n spots Adam. Jacobs has the face of a leather couch from all\n the tanning and face lifts. He spots Adam.", "INT. HOSPITAL - DAY\n \n Adam lies on the bed of an MRI machine. His body is slowly\n drawn into the enclosed body scanner.", "ADAM\n I, ah, have cancer.\n \n The entire class laughs hysterically.", "ADAM\n Yesterday. They found a tumor in my\n spine.\n \n SETH\n Who?", "ADAM\n What?!...A tumor? No.\n \n DR. ROSS\n I'm afraid so.", "GEORGE (CONT'D)\n This way my baby.\n \n George leads Adam into a Chemotherapy Treatment room.", "Adam you can not let your cancer go\n to waste.\n \n Adam takes the book from Seth's hands and puts it down.", "feeling? Good. Good. Good. Good.\n \n Despite Dr. Lamb's already thick glasses, he holds Adam's\n medical chart right up to his to his face.", "Adam, I see you're awake.\n \n ADAM\n I'm here.\n \n DR. LAMB" ], [ "Adam lies on a gurney. DR. LAMB, the neurosurgeon performing\n Adam's surgery enters. He's wired on Espresso. Behind him is", "Adam is seated in a plush leather chair where he's hooked\n into a chemo drip. He's surrounded by a dozen gaunt, hairless", "INT. HOSPITAL. MRI ROOM\n \n Adam is lying on the gurney of an MRI machine. He is slowly", "A beep.\n \n DR. ROSS (V.O.)\n Adam, this is Dr. Ross. Good news,", "Adam enters the museum and walks up to the sign. People stop\n and stare, stunned by Adam's gaunt appearance - like a ghost\n haunting the grounds. Adam carries a wide smile, he's", "A small group of patients, including Adam, have been watching\n the video. The people in the room applaud, Adam looks around\n baffled by both the video and the clapping.", "The dog looks at Adam. It's hopeless, there's no way Adam's\n going to win this one.\n \n ADAM", "ADAM\n I, ah, have cancer.\n \n The entire class laughs hysterically.", "Adam reads through a stack of unopened letters. He comes\n across a postcard from the Museum advertising \"Mountain Dew\n Presents: The Origins of Man\".", "to Adam's mouth. He takes a small bite and smiles, trying to\n hide his internal distress. His sad eyes tell Rachel another\n story.", "INT. HOSPITAL SURGICAL AMPHITHEATER - LATER\n \n Adam is face down on the operating table. Two Neurosurgeons,", "ADAM\n I'm going to die aren't I?\n \n KATIE\n What are you talking about?", "every man's soul dies. She's\n killing us Adam...You're a semi-\n smart, semi-successful, semi-\n average looking dude. Just based on", "Not knowing what else to say, Dr. Ross looks at his watch,\n looks back to Adam, and moves to the door.\n 20.", "Adam crosses to the answering machine. It reads \"10\n Messages.\" He presses play. All the messages are from his\n mother. He hits delete.", "The Receptionist leaves. Adam awkwardly undresses and slips\n on the hospital gown. Unsure which end of the gown is the\n front, Adam adjusts the garment a few times until he decides", "ADAM\n Honestly. I feel fine.\n \n KATIE\n I think that's great considering", "ADAM\n Hello? Is anybody out there?\n \n There's no one there. He's been left unattended. The MRI", "INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - LATER THAT NIGHT\n \n Distraught and emotionally worn, Adam enters to discover the", "What is he saying?\n \n ADAM\n (takes a deep breath)\n I have cancer." ], [ "Egh em. Mom. Mom.\n \n Adam nods for his mother to leave.\n \n EDITH", "CUT TO:\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER", "Adam's jaw tightens, he can't believe his mother just did\n that. The Usher looks at Adam, sizing up the situation. Adam\n couldn't be more uncomfortable.", "you?\n \n ADAM\n Mom, I'm fine.\n \n EDITH", "ADAM (CONT'D)\n Mom?\n 28.", "Adam gently puts his hand on Edith's shoulder.\n \n ADAM\n Mom.", "Edith gets up from her chair. As soon as his mother turns\n away, Adam spits the pills into his hand.", "ADAM\n Mom, just promise me. Okay?\n \n EDITH\n I promise...You make me out to be", "EDITH\n Adam, I'm your mother, and I need\n to be close to you in your time of\n need.", "to Adam's mouth. He takes a small bite and smiles, trying to\n hide his internal distress. His sad eyes tell Rachel another\n story.", "there's still the chance that Adam,\n you'll never be able to walk again.\n \n Adam looks at his mother. He firmly grabs hold of her hand.", "ADAM (CONT'D)\n Mommy! Daddy!\n \n EDITH\n (CRYING)", "Adam looks on, annoyed at every step his mother takes. Edith\n closes in on one of the degrees and puts on her reading\n glasses for further examination.", "would, but there's nothing I can\n do.\n \n Adam's pissed that his mother has just involved him.", "I think I have a right to take care\n of my son with cancer.\n \n ADAM\n It's nothing. Really.", "ADAM\n That's a terrible idea.\n \n EDITH\n Well who's going to take care of", "not dad. I can take care of myself.\n 94.\n \n \n Edith turns away, Adam's words hurt.", "regret runs through his body.\n \n ADAM\n Hi mom.", "every step of the way, to help take\n good care of your son.\n \n EDITH\n (TO ADAM)", "Enraged, Adam hangs up.\n \n ADAM (CONT'D)\n Fuck!" ], [ "Rachel hugs Adam. Soaking in the comfort, Adam rests his head\n on her shoulder. She gently strokes his hair. Adam's hand", "RACHEL\n Mmmmm.\n \n Rachel gently strokes her fingers through Adam's hair.", "RACHEL\n (SMILES)\n Okay.\n \n Rachel kisses Adam and lays her head on his chest.", "RACHEL\n I told you I couldn't handle this!\n \n Rachel stares at Adam with her adorable green eyes. She takes", "to Adam's mouth. He takes a small bite and smiles, trying to\n hide his internal distress. His sad eyes tell Rachel another\n story.", "ADAM\n I love you.\n \n Rachel takes Adam's hand.", "ADAM\n (RELENTS)\n I know.\n \n Adam tenderly wraps his arms around Rachel.", "RACHEL (CONT'D)\n What?\n \n ADAM\n Are you listening to me?", "INT. ADAM'S BEDROOM - LATER THE SAME NIGHT\n \n Rachel stares at Adam as he sleeps next to her in bed. She", "They make their way into the bedroom and clumsily undress one\n another. Adam looks at Rachel's naked body.\n \n ADAM", "slowly moves her index finger along Adam's arm and then\n seductively kisses his neck. Adam firmly grabs hold of Rachel\n and the two begin to go through the motions. Clothes come", "Curled in a fetal position, Adam sleeps peacefully next to\n RACHEL (25), his loving girlfriend. Cute, charming, and", "INT. HOSPITAL. CHEMOTHERAPY TREATMENT ROOM - MORNING\n \n Adam sits down next to Mitch, but notices there's no Alan.", "as far as she can and pulls out a cookie jar. She sticks her\n hand in the jar and pulls out an old pack of American\n Spirits. Adam looks at Rachel disapprovingly.", "INT. RACHEL'S CAR - LATER THE SAME NIGHT\n \n Rachel and Adam drive home from the party. They're in\n completely different moods.", "Adam just looks her in the eyes...Rachel gets it.\n \n RACHEL (CONT'D)\n Oh. Oh my god.", "RACHEL\n Of course.\n \n Rachel leaves. In frustration Adam weakly picks up the scale", "ADAM\n (calls out to Rachel)\n Love you.\n \n The door slams.", "Adam is seated in a plush leather chair where he's hooked\n into a chemo drip. He's surrounded by a dozen gaunt, hairless", "ADAM\n Yeah, but sometimes I wish I was.\n \n Rachel crosses into the room and stands over Adam." ], [ "Adam reads through a stack of unopened letters. He comes\n across a postcard from the Museum advertising \"Mountain Dew\n Presents: The Origins of Man\".", "Adam enters the museum and walks up to the sign. People stop\n and stare, stunned by Adam's gaunt appearance - like a ghost\n haunting the grounds. Adam carries a wide smile, he's", "I was at the gallery.\n \n ADAM\n (PISSED)\n You were supposed to pick me up. 8", "Edith, Art and Seth sit impatiently watching the clock. Katie\n paces up and down the hall. Hours go by. Time can't seem to\n go by quick enough.", "INT. MUSEUM. HALL - LATER\n \n The sound of someone vomiting can be heard booming from the", "ART (CONT'D)\n Feel.\n \n ADAM\n I am feeling.", "Art, still in the car, doesn't move. Edith looks at her watch\n and walks back to the car.\n \n EDITH", "(YELLS)\n Art needs to breathe Adam!...Do\n whatever you want. I'm taking your\n dog to the park!...And open a", "ADAM\n Magic!\n \n Art and Edith enter the room. Adam reacts like a little kid\n being picked up from pre-school.", "We see Art sitting in the chair picking his nose.\n \n EDITH (CONT'D)", "Adam scrolls through an entire series of nude photos of\n Rachel - all ridiculously artistic.\n \n ADAM (CONT'D)", "his flat screen TV, which has been moved to the floor to make\n room for Rachel's painting.\n \n Adam flips the channel to Martha Stewart, then to I Love", "112.\n \n \n Art grabs hold of Adam's hand and stares at his son. A beat.", "browses through a dozen outdated magazines: Highlights, Time,\n Life, Modern Maternity, etc. Only moments later, as though he\n hadn't just introduced himself, the Receptionist calls out:", "Adam's mind drifts away from Katie. He focuses on all the\n clutter. The slanted clock. The wilting plant. The crumbled\n paper on the floor. The mess is driving him crazy.", "in defeat, he passes the various dioramas depicting human\n evolution. He begins at MODERN HUMANS and walks backwards in\n time.\n 90.", "(TO ART)\n You happy? You like shitting\n yourself?\n \n ADAM\n Mom!", "He finally lies down, contorting his body so as to avoid the\n stain.\n \n KATIE (CONT'D)", "Adam looks at his house. The lights are out. He's really not\n in the mood to be alone. He looks back at Katie.", "written on it. He finds the office and knocks on the half\n opened door.\n \n The office is small, cold and emotionless - with stacks of" ], [ "KATIE (CONT'D)\n I'm going to go. I'll see you at\n our next session Adam.", "You're Dr. McRae?\n \n KATIE\n You were expecting someone else?", "KATIE\n I'm actually in my final semester\n of medical school.\n (off Adam's look)\n This is a training hospital.", "This is your therapist?\n \n KATIE\n Please, call me Katie.\n \n RACHEL", "KATIE\n No!\n \n ADAM\n (EMBARRASSED)\n It's true.", "He finally lies down, contorting his body so as to avoid the\n stain.\n \n KATIE (CONT'D)", "INT. KATIE'S CAR - MOMENTS LATER", "ADAM\n She has a sense of humor.\n \n Katie's face lights up. She's proud of herself for that one.", "Id.\n \n Katie is hesitant, but she also feels in a strange way that\n Adam is more than a patient.", "KATIE\n Adam?\n \n ADAM\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Oh hey.", "reading the author's bio from one of the books on Katie's\n list.\n \n SETH\n (IN EXCITEMENT)", "KATIE\n Don't think of it in those terms.\n It's not like it's been a conscious\n decision on your part. What's", "KATIE\n Please sit.\n \n Adam notices a dark stain on the couch. He sits as far from\n it as possible.", "KATIE\n Thanks...\n \n Awkward silence. The tension is thick.", "The phone rings. A dark figure in bed sits up and turns on\n the bedside lamp. It's not Rachel, it's Katie.\n \n KATIE", "Katie's a little shaken by Adam's outburst. She stays firm.\n \n KATIE\n You don't have to be here.", "KATIE\n I want you to do some homework.\n Here's a list of books on mind-body\n therapy. They should help you get", "Katie lets out a tiny chuckle, but quickly contains herself.\n \n KATIE\n I'm sorry. That's terrible.", "Unable to hold back, Katie continues laughing. This is the\n first time we've seen Katie let go of her rigid nature.\n \n ADAM", "someone older.\n \n KATIE\n Sorry to disappoint you.\n \n ADAM" ], [ "ADAM\n Honestly. I feel fine.\n \n KATIE\n I think that's great considering", "ADAM\n She has a sense of humor.\n \n Katie's face lights up. She's proud of herself for that one.", "Adam sits up and looks at Katie.\n \n ADAM\n I'm not getting any better.", "Id.\n \n Katie is hesitant, but she also feels in a strange way that\n Adam is more than a patient.", "Egh em. Mom. Mom.\n \n Adam nods for his mother to leave.\n \n EDITH", "ADAM\n So have you had many patients?\n \n KATIE\n You're actually my first.", "Katie's a little shaken by Adam's outburst. She stays firm.\n \n KATIE\n You don't have to be here.", "ADAM\n So how do we do that?\n \n KATIE\n The first thing I want you to do is", "Unable to hold back, Katie continues laughing. This is the\n first time we've seen Katie let go of her rigid nature.\n \n ADAM", "ADAM\n Is that what I do?\n \n KATIE\n That's what you just said.", "ADAM\n I'm going to die aren't I?\n \n KATIE\n What are you talking about?", "ADAM\n It's true.\n \n KATIE\n We don't know that.", "KATIE\n Adam, you have a responsibility to\n your mind and body.\n \n ADAM", "KATIE (CONT'D)\n I could never have handled all of\n this the way you have.\n \n ADAM", "KATIE\n Adam?\n \n Katie sits up. She's awake now.\n \n ADAM", "Katie stands behind Adam and places her hands on his\n shoulders. Despite the fact that this is all too strange, he\n doesn't mind, in a weird way, Adam is enjoying the attention.", "KATIE\n No!\n \n ADAM\n (EMBARRASSED)\n It's true.", "KATIE\n Please sit.\n \n Adam notices a dark stain on the couch. He sits as far from\n it as possible.", "Katie pops her head out from behind Adam's parents.\n \n ADAM (CONT'D)\n You're here too! You're soooooo", "KATIE\n Now, why do you say that?\n \n ADAM" ], [ "kisses her goodbye and gets out of the car. He takes a few\n steps and then turns back. He gives her a nervous smile and\n then continues into the hospital.", "INT. RACHEL'S CAR - LATER THE SAME NIGHT\n \n Rachel and Adam drive home from the party. They're in\n completely different moods.", "INT. KATIE'S CAR - MOMENTS LATER", "giggle as they get into their car.\n \n \n INT. SETH'S CAR - CONTINUOUS", "Adam is seated in the front seat as Katie drives. The car is\n filthy - it's littered with papers, magazines, food wrappers,", "wheel. The Horn blares.\n \n KATIE\n Adam? Adam? Adam?\n \n CUT TO:", "INT. HOSPITAL SURGICAL AMPHITHEATER - LATER\n \n Adam is face down on the operating table. Two Neurosurgeons,", "(COY)\n That's what you think.\n \n Suddenly Adam passes out. His head slams into the steering", "KATIE\n Why what's wrong?\n \n ADAM\n Just stop the car.", "Adam lies on a gurney. DR. LAMB, the neurosurgeon performing\n Adam's surgery enters. He's wired on Espresso. Behind him is", "You can drive.\n \n \n EXT. ADAM'S HOUSE - LATER", "etc. Katie's body is pressed all the way up against the\n steering wheel with her eyes fixed on the road.\n 72.", "The car stops at a red light. Rachel looks at Adam. She finds\n his pouting adorable. He sees her staring,\n \n ADAM (CONT'D)", "slowly moves down Rachel's back. He starts kissing her neck.\n He knows it's wrong, but can't help it, the only thing\n running through his mind is sex.", "out, but takes a drag instead. He then hugs Rachel with one\n hand and opens the window with the other; he proceeds to\n discreetly fan out the cigarette smoke.", "INT. HOSPITAL. MRI ROOM\n \n Adam is lying on the gurney of an MRI machine. He is slowly", "Adam fumbles around in the dark as he tears off his clothes.\n He then climbs back into bed, spoons Rachel, and begins\n seductively kissing her neck. He slowly moves his hand", "He then proceeds to lather his entire body in the product.\n \n \n INT. BEDROOM CLOSET - MOMENTS LATER", "The Anesthesiologist injects the drugs into Adam's IV.\n \n ADAM\n (TERRIFIED)", "He finally lies down, contorting his body so as to avoid the\n stain.\n \n KATIE (CONT'D)" ], [ "INT. ADAM'S BATHROOM - MORNING", "INT. BATHROOM - MOMENTS LATER\n \n As Adam showers, he tries to squirt shampoo into his hand,", "CUT TO:\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER", "Abba! Wonderful. I love it. Seth\n laugh.\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S BATHROOM - DAY", "INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - LATER THAT NIGHT\n \n Distraught and emotionally worn, Adam enters to discover the", "Adam jumps from bed. He rushes into the bathroom. Rachel\n rolls back to sleep.", "INT. BATHROOM - CONTINUOUS\n \n Adam stands in front of the mirror and searches for the gray", "Adam and Rachel make-out as they enter the house.\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS", "INT. HOSPITAL. BATHROOM\n \n Adam struggles to fill the cup. After a few beats, there's a\n knock on the door.", "Rabbi Jacobs (75) exits the bathroom, pulls up his fly and\n spots Adam. Jacobs has the face of a leather couch from all\n the tanning and face lifts. He spots Adam.", "INT. HOSPITAL. KATIE'S OFFICE - DAY\n \n Adam is lying on the couch staring at the ceiling. There is", "Adam dresses in front of the bathroom mirror. His outfit is\n well put together, but not what you would expect of someone", "Adam just looks her in the eyes...Rachel gets it.\n \n RACHEL (CONT'D)\n Oh. Oh my god.", "Adam and Seth enter the dingy studio apartment - it looks\n like it hasn't been cleaned in years. Adam scoops up some\n dust with his finger.", "Adam's mind drifts away from Katie. He focuses on all the\n clutter. The slanted clock. The wilting plant. The crumbled\n paper on the floor. The mess is driving him crazy.", "Adam knows he went too far. Plus, that little outburst lifted\n a little wight off his shoulders, and he knows it.", "Adam's face.\n \n KATIE\n Oh god, that's disgusting. I'm so\n sorry.", "Not knowing what else to say, Dr. Ross looks at his watch,\n looks back to Adam, and moves to the door.\n 20.", "INT. HOSPITAL. MRI ROOM\n \n Adam is lying on the gurney of an MRI machine. He is slowly", "82.\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - NIGHT" ], [ "Adam looks up. He hates this part of his job.\n \n SETH (CONT'D)\n Everyone this is Adam, he's the", "Adam is seated in the Rabbi's office, he looks despondent.\n \n RABBI", "Adam enters the museum and walks up to the sign. People stop\n and stare, stunned by Adam's gaunt appearance - like a ghost\n haunting the grounds. Adam carries a wide smile, he's", "ADAM\n (calls out to Rachel)\n Love you.\n \n The door slams.", "ADAM\n Good night.\n \n SETH\n Night.", "Adam reads through a stack of unopened letters. He comes\n across a postcard from the Museum advertising \"Mountain Dew\n Presents: The Origins of Man\".", "Adam is seated in the front seat as Katie drives. The car is\n filthy - it's littered with papers, magazines, food wrappers,", "from work.\n \n This is real. Adam walks to the window and presses his face\n against the glass. He looks down at the city below. From 15", "After a moment, Adam pulls an earplug out of each ear, and\n turns off the alarm. The sound of the crashing waves turns", "Adam stands impatiently on his porch. He looks at his watch\n and then dials his phone.\n \n RACHEL (V.O.)", "ADAM\n Yeah, that's me.\n \n RECEPTIONIST\n Follow me.", "ADAM (CONT'D)\n I don't get it, they spend all day\n at the dog park.", "The interior of Adam's house is spotless. Pictures on the\n walls: Adam and his dad sailing. Adam and his parents at his", "Rabbi Jacobs (75) exits the bathroom, pulls up his fly and\n spots Adam. Jacobs has the face of a leather couch from all\n the tanning and face lifts. He spots Adam.", "The dog looks at Adam. It's hopeless, there's no way Adam's\n going to win this one.\n \n ADAM", "Adam dresses in front of the bathroom mirror. His outfit is\n well put together, but not what you would expect of someone", "ADAM\n Magic!\n \n Art and Edith enter the room. Adam reacts like a little kid\n being picked up from pre-school.", "CUT TO:\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER", "ADAM (CONT'D)\n This is the third time today.\n \n RACHEL\n He likes running around with the", "Adam is seated in a plush leather chair where he's hooked\n into a chemo drip. He's surrounded by a dozen gaunt, hairless" ], [ "ADAM\n (RELENTS)\n I know.\n \n Adam tenderly wraps his arms around Rachel.", "ADAM\n I can't.\n \n RACHEL\n Why?", "ADAM\n (calls out to Rachel)\n Love you.\n \n The door slams.", "They embrace. A beat. Adam lets go. He looks Rachel in the\n eyes.\n \n ADAM\n I want you out my house.", "RACHEL\n (SMILES)\n Okay.\n \n Rachel kisses Adam and lays her head on his chest.", "Adam just looks her in the eyes...Rachel gets it.\n \n RACHEL (CONT'D)\n Oh. Oh my god.", "RACHEL\n I told you I couldn't handle this!\n \n Rachel stares at Adam with her adorable green eyes. She takes", "They make their way into the bedroom and clumsily undress one\n another. Adam looks at Rachel's naked body.\n \n ADAM", "Rachel hugs Adam. Soaking in the comfort, Adam rests his head\n on her shoulder. She gently strokes his hair. Adam's hand", "RACHEL\n Of course.\n \n Rachel leaves. In frustration Adam weakly picks up the scale", "RACHEL (CONT'D)\n What?\n \n ADAM\n Are you listening to me?", "Katie leaves.\n \n ADAM\n Where have you been?\n \n RACHEL", "ADAM\n I love you.\n \n Rachel takes Adam's hand.", "off. Adam gets on top of Rachel...And then stops.\n \n RACHEL\n What's wrong?", "slowly moves her index finger along Adam's arm and then\n seductively kisses his neck. Adam firmly grabs hold of Rachel\n and the two begin to go through the motions. Clothes come", "ADAM\n (SMILES)\n What?\n \n RACHEL\n I love you.", "ADAM\n I know what you're doing.\n \n RACHEL\n No, you're right, it's not a good", "RACHEL (CONT'D)\n Not now.\n \n ADAM", "Adam feigns a smile, hiding the pain of his heart breaking in\n a thousand pieces.\n \n Suddenly Rachel's iPhone VIBRATES. She picks it up, and reads", "It won't work.\n \n Adam rolls over onto his back. He and Rachel lay silent -\n neither making contact with the other." ], [ "Rachel hugs Adam. Soaking in the comfort, Adam rests his head\n on her shoulder. She gently strokes his hair. Adam's hand", "Katie stands behind Adam and places her hands on his\n shoulders. Despite the fact that this is all too strange, he\n doesn't mind, in a weird way, Adam is enjoying the attention.", "Phil puts his head on Adam's shoulder.\n 42.\n \n \n ADAM (CONT'D)", "to Adam's mouth. He takes a small bite and smiles, trying to\n hide his internal distress. His sad eyes tell Rachel another\n story.", "RACHEL\n (SMILES)\n Okay.\n \n Rachel kisses Adam and lays her head on his chest.", "CUT TO:\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER", "slowly moves her index finger along Adam's arm and then\n seductively kisses his neck. Adam firmly grabs hold of Rachel\n and the two begin to go through the motions. Clothes come", "Adam sparks a smile.\n \n CUT TO:\n \n Adam is talking with EDDIE.\n 44.", "Adam and Rachel make-out as they enter the house.\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS", "Seth is unusually quiet. Both guys are being distant. Seth\n pulls down the Murphy Bed and the two awkwardly avoid eye\n contact as they undress. Adam climbs into bed. He notices a", "Everyone makes their way to the table. Visibly weak, Adam\n slowly lifts himself out of the wheelchair. He yelps in pain.\n Katie starts to help when Seth intervenes.", "Adam looks at his house. The lights are out. He's really not\n in the mood to be alone. He looks back at Katie.", "Adam is wearing a ski hat to cover his balding head.\n \n ALAN\n (CONFIDENT)\n Real.", "ADAM\n (SMILES)\n What?\n \n RACHEL\n I love you.", "Really.\n \n Rachel's face lights up. She hugs Adam.\n \n RACHEL", "SETH\n I got it.\n \n Seth grabs hold of Adam, and with his help, Adam takes a", "proceeds scream at the top of his lungs. 25 years worth of\n suppressed emotions come out.\n \n Adam pulls out his cell phone. Seth notices. He tries to open", "Katie stares at Adam in shock.\n \n KATIE\n What did you do?\n 73.", "Adam and Seth enter the dingy studio apartment - it looks\n like it hasn't been cleaned in years. Adam scoops up some\n dust with his finger.", "(quietly to Adam)\n Look at how tight that shirt is.\n She's totally aware of how large\n her breasts look too. This morning" ], [ "RACHEL\n Okay. Open your eyes.\n \n Adam opens his eyes to see Rachel holding a tiny SHIH-TZU", "The dog.\n \n Adam continues to kiss Rachel.\n \n ADAM\n Ignore him.", "Alright. Fine, we can keep the dog.\n \n RACHEL\n Really?\n \n ADAM", "The dog looks at Adam. It's hopeless, there's no way Adam's\n going to win this one.\n \n ADAM", "Rachel hugs Adam. Soaking in the comfort, Adam rests his head\n on her shoulder. She gently strokes his hair. Adam's hand", "RACHEL\n I can't do this with him barking.\n \n \n EXT. ADAM'S HOUSE - NIGHT", "RACHEL (O.C.)\n Adam do you know where the dog\n leash is?\n \n ADAM", "ADAM (CONT'D)\n This is the third time today.\n \n RACHEL\n He likes running around with the", "ADAM\n (calls out to Rachel)\n Love you.\n \n The door slams.", "RACHEL\n (SMILES)\n Okay.\n \n Rachel kisses Adam and lays her head on his chest.", "ADAM\n I love you.\n \n Rachel takes Adam's hand.", "ADAM\n (RELENTS)\n I know.\n \n Adam tenderly wraps his arms around Rachel.", "RACHEL\n Mmmmm.\n \n Rachel gently strokes her fingers through Adam's hair.", "as far as she can and pulls out a cookie jar. She sticks her\n hand in the jar and pulls out an old pack of American\n Spirits. Adam looks at Rachel disapprovingly.", "ADAM\n Will you please just finish.\n \n The dog finally finishes. Adam runs back into the house.", "Rachel opens the door.\n \n ADAM (CONT'D)\n (BIG SMILE)\n Hey.", "Curled in a fetal position, Adam sleeps peacefully next to\n RACHEL (25), his loving girlfriend. Cute, charming, and", "RACHEL\n I told you I couldn't handle this!\n \n Rachel stares at Adam with her adorable green eyes. She takes", "They make their way into the bedroom and clumsily undress one\n another. Adam looks at Rachel's naked body.\n \n ADAM", "other dogs.\n \n ADAM\n He can barely make it to the door\n without shitting himself." ], [ "What is he saying?\n \n ADAM\n (takes a deep breath)\n I have cancer.", "ADAM\n I, ah, have cancer.\n \n The entire class laughs hysterically.", "PHIL\n So cancer?\n \n ADAM\n Yup. The Big C.", "ADAM\n You said I look great.\n \n PHIL\n Yeah for a guy with cancer.", "Adam is seated in a plush leather chair where he's hooked\n into a chemo drip. He's surrounded by a dozen gaunt, hairless", "I have cancer.\n \n EDITH\n What?\n \n ADAM", "ADAM\n I'm serious.\n \n SETH\n Get the fuck out of here. You have\n cancer?", "Close your eyes and relax. Find a\n place inside yourself where you can\n escape the cancer.\n \n Adam closes his eyes.", "Adam you can not let your cancer go\n to waste.\n \n Adam takes the book from Seth's hands and puts it down.", "What the fuck is wrong with you?\n \n ADAM\n (QUIETLY)\n I have cancer.", "Yeah well, you don't look sick.\n \n ADAM\n Cancer often has no specific\n symptoms. People can go years with", "(SUSPICIOUS)\n So what kind of cancer do you have?\n \n ADAM", "ADAM\n What?!...A tumor? No.\n \n DR. ROSS\n I'm afraid so.", "ADAM\n Yesterday. They found a tumor in my\n spine.\n \n SETH\n Who?", "GEORGE (CONT'D)\n This way my baby.\n \n George leads Adam into a Chemotherapy Treatment room.", "Nope. You don't have cancer\n anymore. No more special treatment.\n \n ADAM\n I am still in remission.", "INT. HOSPITAL. CHEMOTHERAPY TREATMENT ROOM - MORNING\n \n Adam sits down next to Mitch, but notices there's no Alan.", "DR. ROSS\n Well Adam it's actually quite\n fascinating. Your cancer is the\n result of an incredibly rare gene", "I - HAVE - CANCER.\n \n EDITH\n I don't understand.\n \n ADAM", "What just happened?\n \n SETH\n (TO ADAM)\n I'll tell you what happened. Cancer" ], [ "KATIE\n Adam?\n \n ADAM\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Oh hey.", "KATIE\n No!\n \n ADAM\n (EMBARRASSED)\n It's true.", "Adam and Katie arrive at Adam's house.\n \n ADAM\n Thanks for the ride...", "Katie puts down the sandwich, rises from her seat and puts\n her hand out to shake Adam's.", "Katie stands behind Adam and places her hands on his\n shoulders. Despite the fact that this is all too strange, he\n doesn't mind, in a weird way, Adam is enjoying the attention.", "ADAM\n So how do we do that?\n \n KATIE\n The first thing I want you to do is", "Id.\n \n Katie is hesitant, but she also feels in a strange way that\n Adam is more than a patient.", "INT. ADAM'S HOUSE. LIVING ROOM - LATER\n \n Adam and Katie sit on the couch playing an ultra-violent", "ADAM\n So have you had many patients?\n \n KATIE\n You're actually my first.", "Adam is seated in the front seat as Katie drives. The car is\n filthy - it's littered with papers, magazines, food wrappers,", "Adam takes Katie's hand, she looks down at him, they exchange\n a smile.\n \n Adam notices and open window.", "ADAM\n Honestly. I feel fine.\n \n KATIE\n I think that's great considering", "ADAM\n She must be stuck in traffic.\n \n KATIE\n You want a ride?", "Katie leaves.\n \n ADAM\n Where have you been?\n \n RACHEL", "KATIE\n Adam?\n \n Katie sits up. She's awake now.\n \n ADAM", "KATIE\n Please sit.\n \n Adam notices a dark stain on the couch. He sits as far from\n it as possible.", "Unable to hold back, Katie continues laughing. This is the\n first time we've seen Katie let go of her rigid nature.\n \n ADAM", "KATIE\n (LAUGHS)\n Adam I can't date you.\n \n ADAM", "Adam looks at his house. The lights are out. He's really not\n in the mood to be alone. He looks back at Katie.", "ADAM\n It's true.\n \n KATIE\n We don't know that." ], [ "INT. ADAM'S BATHROOM - MORNING", "Adam and Rachel make-out as they enter the house.\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS", "CUT TO:\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER", "INT. ADAM'S HOUSE - LATER THAT NIGHT\n \n Distraught and emotionally worn, Adam enters to discover the", "Rachel hugs Adam. Soaking in the comfort, Adam rests his head\n on her shoulder. She gently strokes his hair. Adam's hand", "Adam and Seth enter the dingy studio apartment - it looks\n like it hasn't been cleaned in years. Adam scoops up some\n dust with his finger.", "INT. BATHROOM - MOMENTS LATER\n \n As Adam showers, he tries to squirt shampoo into his hand,", "INT. BATHROOM - CONTINUOUS\n \n Adam stands in front of the mirror and searches for the gray", "Abba! Wonderful. I love it. Seth\n laugh.\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S BATHROOM - DAY", "Adam jumps from bed. He rushes into the bathroom. Rachel\n rolls back to sleep.", "Rabbi Jacobs (75) exits the bathroom, pulls up his fly and\n spots Adam. Jacobs has the face of a leather couch from all\n the tanning and face lifts. He spots Adam.", "ADAM\n (calls out to Rachel)\n Love you.\n \n The door slams.", "Adam is seated in the front seat as Katie drives. The car is\n filthy - it's littered with papers, magazines, food wrappers,", "Adam's mind drifts away from Katie. He focuses on all the\n clutter. The slanted clock. The wilting plant. The crumbled\n paper on the floor. The mess is driving him crazy.", "Adam dresses in front of the bathroom mirror. His outfit is\n well put together, but not what you would expect of someone", "RACHEL\n (SMILES)\n Okay.\n \n Rachel kisses Adam and lays her head on his chest.", "ADAM\n (RELENTS)\n I know.\n \n Adam tenderly wraps his arms around Rachel.", "smell of a home cooked meal. He walks through the house.\n \n \n INT. ADAM'S KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS", "INT. HOSPITAL. BATHROOM\n \n Adam struggles to fill the cup. After a few beats, there's a\n knock on the door.", "The interior of Adam's house is spotless. Pictures on the\n walls: Adam and his dad sailing. Adam and his parents at his" ], [ "ADAM\n I, ah, have cancer.\n \n The entire class laughs hysterically.", "he's going through a rough time.\n \n ALAN\n (TO ADAM)\n I'm just being realistic. You want", "GEORGE (CONT'D)\n This way my baby.\n \n George leads Adam into a Chemotherapy Treatment room.", "Everyone makes their way to the table. Visibly weak, Adam\n slowly lifts himself out of the wheelchair. He yelps in pain.\n Katie starts to help when Seth intervenes.", "Katie pulls out Adam's file and sits in a chair across from\n him. Adam looks anxious, this is his first time in therapy.", "But there's a reason. You chose to\n use humor rather than express how\n you really feel.\n \n Katie is losing Adam.", "INT. HOSPITAL. KATIE'S OFFICE - DAY\n \n Adam is lying on the couch staring at the ceiling. There is", "ADAM\n Honestly. I feel fine.\n \n KATIE\n I think that's great considering", "Adam lies on a gurney. DR. LAMB, the neurosurgeon performing\n Adam's surgery enters. He's wired on Espresso. Behind him is", "It's some pretty fucked up shit.\n \n ADAM\n You know, I used to think that I\n was actually going to spend the", "Adam knows he went too far. Plus, that little outburst lifted\n a little wight off his shoulders, and he knows it.", "INT. HOSPITAL. KATIE'S OFFICE - DAY\n \n Adam sits in Katie's office.\n \n ADAM", "Adam is seated in a plush leather chair where he's hooked\n into a chemo drip. He's surrounded by a dozen gaunt, hairless", "What is he saying?\n \n ADAM\n (takes a deep breath)\n I have cancer.", "Katie stands behind Adam and places her hands on his\n shoulders. Despite the fact that this is all too strange, he\n doesn't mind, in a weird way, Adam is enjoying the attention.", "Just kidding. That's doctor humor.\n \n Adam forces a small chuckle. He's completely terrified.", "ADAM\n I'm serious.\n \n SETH\n Get the fuck out of here. You have\n cancer?", "ADAM\n You said I look great.\n \n PHIL\n Yeah for a guy with cancer.", "Adam you can not let your cancer go\n to waste.\n \n Adam takes the book from Seth's hands and puts it down.", "ADAM\n I know what you're doing.\n \n RACHEL\n No, you're right, it's not a good" ], [ "Adam just looks her in the eyes...Rachel gets it.\n \n RACHEL (CONT'D)\n Oh. Oh my god.", "RACHEL\n Oh jesus Adam, just tell her.\n \n EDITH\n Tell me what?", "out, but takes a drag instead. He then hugs Rachel with one\n hand and opens the window with the other; he proceeds to\n discreetly fan out the cigarette smoke.", "ADAM\n I know what you're doing.\n \n RACHEL\n No, you're right, it's not a good", "slowly moves her index finger along Adam's arm and then\n seductively kisses his neck. Adam firmly grabs hold of Rachel\n and the two begin to go through the motions. Clothes come", "After a beat Rachel pulls away.\n \n RACHEL\n (begins to cry)\n You have cancer.", "Adam looks at Rachel and smiles.\n \n ADAM\n I know.", "RACHEL\n (SMILES)\n Okay.\n \n Rachel kisses Adam and lays her head on his chest.", "Suddenly there's a loud scratching at the bedroom door,\n followed by a loud whimpering. Rachel stops.\n \n RACHEL (CONT'D)", "They make their way into the bedroom and clumsily undress one\n another. Adam looks at Rachel's naked body.\n \n ADAM", "Rachel hugs Adam. Soaking in the comfort, Adam rests his head\n on her shoulder. She gently strokes his hair. Adam's hand", "slowly moves down Rachel's back. He starts kissing her neck.\n He knows it's wrong, but can't help it, the only thing\n running through his mind is sex.", "for a moment. Uncomfortable, Adam averts his look.\n \n Suddenly, Rachel walks through the front door.", "turning me on.\n \n Rachel begins to cry.\n \n RACHEL (CONT'D)", "Katie leaves.\n \n ADAM\n Where have you been?\n \n RACHEL", "painted...\n \n Rachel reaches for the phone. Adam pulls away.\n \n RACHEL\n (FUMING)", "RACHEL\n Of course.\n \n Rachel leaves. In frustration Adam weakly picks up the scale", "as far as she can and pulls out a cookie jar. She sticks her\n hand in the jar and pulls out an old pack of American\n Spirits. Adam looks at Rachel disapprovingly.", "Adam jumps from bed. He rushes into the bathroom. Rachel\n rolls back to sleep.", "(whispers to Rachel)\n What is she talking about?\n \n EDITH\n And now Rachel. I know we haven't" ], [ "Adam you can not let your cancer go\n to waste.\n \n Adam takes the book from Seth's hands and puts it down.", "Close your eyes and relax. Find a\n place inside yourself where you can\n escape the cancer.\n \n Adam closes his eyes.", "ADAM\n I, ah, have cancer.\n \n The entire class laughs hysterically.", "Nope. You don't have cancer\n anymore. No more special treatment.\n \n ADAM\n I am still in remission.", "I have cancer.\n \n EDITH\n What?\n \n ADAM", "What is he saying?\n \n ADAM\n (takes a deep breath)\n I have cancer.", "Adam is seated in a plush leather chair where he's hooked\n into a chemo drip. He's surrounded by a dozen gaunt, hairless", "ADAM\n You said I look great.\n \n PHIL\n Yeah for a guy with cancer.", "ADAM\n I'm serious.\n \n SETH\n Get the fuck out of here. You have\n cancer?", "PHIL\n So cancer?\n \n ADAM\n Yup. The Big C.", "What the fuck is wrong with you?\n \n ADAM\n (QUIETLY)\n I have cancer.", "So you're really okay? I mean, the\n cancer, is-\n \n ADAM\n Oh it's really good. We've come to", "What just happened?\n \n SETH\n (TO ADAM)\n I'll tell you what happened. Cancer", "ADAM\n What?!...A tumor? No.\n \n DR. ROSS\n I'm afraid so.", "GEORGE (CONT'D)\n This way my baby.\n \n George leads Adam into a Chemotherapy Treatment room.", "Come with me my baby.\n \n Adam follows George into the elevator where they ride down\n into the bowel of the hospital: The Cancer Ward.", "Sorry, my son has cancer.\n \n Adam smiles in embarrassment as he steps past.\n \n ADAM", "candy, his shirt reads \"CANCER\".\n \n Adam tries to run away, but he's attached to the Giant Fat", "ADAM\n Can't you just cut it out of me?\n \n DR. ROSS\n Yes, that is an option. But because", "DR. ROSS\n Well Adam it's actually quite\n fascinating. Your cancer is the\n result of an incredibly rare gene" ] ]

[ "Who is Adam's girlfriend at the beginning of the story?", "What is Rachael's profession?", "Where does Kyle see Rachael kissing a man that is not Adam?", "When do Adam and Rachael break-up?", "Where does Adam find Kyle's copy of Facing Cancer Together?", "How does Adam meet Katherine?", "Who dies in the story?", "Who in the story has Alzheimers?", "What is Adam Lerner's career?", "What does Adam discover when he goes to his doctor to investigate back pain?", "What are Adam's chances of survival, which he discovers online?", "How does Adam take his mom's offer of care?", "How does Rachael react to Adam's chemo treatments?", "What does Kyle discover when attending an art gallery?", "Who is Katherine McKay?", "How does Katherine help Adam understand his mother's perspective on the disease?", "What happens in Kyle's car the night before his surgery?", "What does Adam realize in Kyle's bathroom?", "What is Adam's job?", "Why does Adam break up with Rachael?", "How is Kyle secretly showing his support for Adam?", "What is the name of the dog Rachael gets Adam?", "What kind of cancer does Adam have?", "When do Adam and Katherine begin to develop a friendship?", "What does Adam find in Kyle's bathroom that proves he cares?", "What does Kyle use Adam's illness for?", "Who finds out about Rachael's affair first?", "How does Adam finally get rid of his cancer?" ]

[ [ "Rachael", "Rachael" ], [ "Artist", "Artist" ], [ "Art gallery", "At an art gallery" ], [ "After Rachael was caught kissing someone else.", "When she told him she kissed another man. " ], [ "Kyle's bathroom", "Kyle's bathroom" ], [ "Katherine is a PhD candidate working at his hospital.", "He goes to her because she is a therapist" ], [ "Mitch", "Mitch" ], [ "Richard, Diane's husband", "Dianes husband Richard" ], [ "He is a public radio journalist in Seattle, Washington.", "public radio journalist" ], [ "He has a schwanomma neurofibrosarcoma (a malignant tumor in his spine).", "he has schwannoma neurofibrosarcoma" ], [ "They are roughly fifty/fifty.", "His chances are fifty-fifty. " ], [ "He rejects it, expecting his girlfriend Racheal to take care of him.", "He rejects it. " ], [ "She is uncomfortable going into the hospital during Adam's chemo treatments.", "uncomfortable" ], [ "He witnesses Rachael kissing another man at the art gallery.", "Rachael kissing another man" ], [ "She is a young PhD. candidate doing her clinical aspect of her thesis at the hospital and Adam's therapist.", "a PHD candidate who develops a personal and professional relationship with Adam" ], [ "She points out the disease of cancer is just as stressful for someone watching their loved one fight the disease and encourages Adam to repair his relationship with his mother.", "By making him realize that family often feel same stresses as patient." ], [ "Adam demands to drive Kyle's car, even though he doesn't have a license and almost gets in an accident.", "He gets in an argument with Adam" ], [ "That his friends picked up reading material about facing cancer and has been trying to be extremely helpful during the disease.", "That Kule does care but not treating him differently." ], [ "public radio journalist ", "public radio journalist" ], [ "She is having an affair.", "Because she was kissing another man" ], [ "By treating him the same as before the cancer.", "By not treating him differently." ], [ "skeletor.", "skeletor" ], [ "A spinal tumor ", "Schwannoma Neurofibrosarcoma" ], [ "after she gives him a ride home from chemo ", "When Katherine drives Adam home from a chemotherapy session" ], [ "a book called Facing Cancer Together ", "A book titled, \"Facing Cancer Together.\"" ], [ "Picking up women. ", "To pick up women" ], [ "Kyle ", "kyle" ], [ "a risky surgery ", "via a risky surgery" ] ]

[ [ "model, although the Woggle-Bug did not know that; and the designer must\nhave had a real woggly love for bright colors, for the gown was made of", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "The Insect stood up, rearranged his dress, and looked about him.\nBridget had run away and gone home, and the others were still fighting", "was Bridget clothed in that same gorgeous gown of Wagnerian plaid that\nhad so fascinated his bugly heart.", "\"Oh, joy,\" exclaimed the insect in delight; \"I can then own you for a\nday and a half--for I have three dollars left. May I feel your\nexquisite texture, my dearest Fabric?\"", "Its bright colors pleased the Chink, who ripped it up and made it over\ninto a Chinese robe, with flowing draperies falling to his heels. He", "Then he put on the gorgeous vestment, and turned a deaf ear to the\nWoggle-Bug's agonized wails.", "wax; but the thing which really caught the Woggle-Bug's fancy was the\nmarvelous dress she wore. Indeed, it was the latest (last year's) Paris", "It is very queer, when we think of it, that the Woggle-Bug could not\nseparate the wearer of his lovely gown from the gown itself. Indeed, he", "Never had our friend the Woggle-Bug seen such a beautiful gown before,\nand it afflicted him so strongly that he straightaway fell in love with", "The colored lady cast one glance behind her and imagined that Satan had\nat last arrived to claim her. For she had never before seen the\nWoggle-Bug, and was horrified by his sudden and unusual appearance.", "But, alas for the uncertainty of all our hopes! Just as the Woggle-Bug\nreached the door he saw a lady coming out of the store dressed in\nidentical checks with which he had fallen in love!", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "and the wash-lady being colored--that is, she had a deep mahogany\ncomplexion--was delighted with her gorgeous gown and put it on the very", "\"Dear me, what have we here?\" exclaimed the King of the Jungle, in a\nquerulous tone, \"Is it an over-grown pinch-bug, or is it a\nkissing-bug?\"", "The widow had no great affection for bugs, having wrestled with the\nspecies for many years; but this one was such a big-bug and so", "But there were some scraps of cloth left, and to show that he was\nliberal and good-natured, the Shiek ordered these manufactured into a\nhandsome necktie, which he presented Woggle-Bug in another long speech.", "I suppose the Waggle-Bug did not realize at all what a queer appearance\nhe made. Being rather nervous, he seldom looked into a mirror; and as", "At the end of that time one of the women came op to them with a lovely\nwaistcoat which she had manufactured out of the Wagnerian plaids; and", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among" ], [ "For the balloon was earning him into the clouds, and he had no idea how\nto manage it, or to make it descend to earth again. When he peered over", "upon the rope and severed it, and instantly the great balloon from the\ncrowd and soared majestically toward the heavens.", "balloon. And, once again in his old lodgings, he looked at himself in\nthe mirror and said:", "inflated and tugging hard at the rope that held it, as if anxious to\nescape the blended breaths of the people that crowded around. Just\nbelow the balloon was a small basket, attached to the netting of the", "yell (to show he was not afraid) and leaped nimbly into the basket of\nthe balloon. The descending knife, missing its intended victim, fell", "assembled to watch a balloon ascension. The Professor who was to go up\nwith the balloon had not yet arrived; but the balloon itself was fully", "No sooner did this thought occur to him than he put it into practice.\n\nDisentangling his wings from his coat-tails, he spread them as wide as\npossible and then jumped from the car of the balloon.", "Here, however, was an occasion when he might put these wings to good\nuse, for if he spread them in the air and then leaped over the side of", "Down, down the Woggle-Bug sank; but so slowly that there was no danger\nin the flight. He began to see the earth again, lying beneath him like", "His hat was knocked off and trampled into the mud by the Shiek (who was\nthe big Arab), and the precious parcel was seized and ruthlessly\nopened.", "Then she took her green parasol and a hand-bag stuffed with papers (to\nmake it look prosperous and aristocratic) and sallied forth to the\npark, followed by all her interesting flock.", "\"There's a curious animal for you,\" said Miss Chim, pointing to the\nboy. \"Those horrid things they call men, whether black or white, seem\nto me the lowest of all created beasts.\"", "As they walked up the street they came to a big grey monkey turning a\nhand-organ, and attached to a cord was a little nigger-boy whom the", "He had often ridden in the Gump; but never had he been so high as this,\nand the distance to the ground made him nervous.", "But Miss Chim gave a scornful laugh, and pulled him away to where a\nhippopotamus sat under the shade of a big tree, mopping his brow with a", "Then all was blotted out; clouds rolled about him; night fell. The man\nin the moon laughed at him; the stars winked at each other as if", "He walked out to take the air, and noticing a crowd people standing in\nan open space and surrounding a huge brown object, our Woggle-Bug\nstopped to learn what the excitement was about.", "The first blow knocked the Insect's hat so far over his eyes that he\nwas blinded; but, resolving not to be again cheated out of his darling,", "The hat may really have altered his fortunes, as the Insect shortly met\nIkey Swanson, who gave him a ticket to Mickey Schwartz's ball; for", "Jungle. The bear soldiers saw him running away, and took careful aim\nand fired. But the gold-plated muskets would not shoot straight, and" ], [ "This was bad news for the Woggle-Bug; but he did not despair.\n\n\"Are you not afraid to kill me?\" he asked, as if surprised.", "\"I have the honor to be a Woggle-Bug, your Majesty!\" replied our hero,\nproudly.", "The man gave a roar of rage and jumped into the air with the intention\nof falling on the Woggle-Bug and hurting him with the knife and pistol.", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "The colored lady cast one glance behind her and imagined that Satan had\nat last arrived to claim her. For she had never before seen the\nWoggle-Bug, and was horrified by his sudden and unusual appearance.", "\"Move on!\" said a gruff policeman, who came along swinging his club.\nAnd the Woggle-Bug obediently moved on, his brain working fast and", "\"Do not, I beg of you, call me a beetle,\" exclaimed our hero, rather\npeevishly; \"for I am actually a Woggle-Bug, and Highly-Magnified at\nthat!\"", "applied to a woggle-bug intellect, was not at all remarkable in this\ncountry, where everything is quite different than Oz. Yet the\nWoggle-Bug did not suspect this, and being, like so many other thoroughly", "The Woggle-Bug had escaped the Chinaman, but he didn't know whether to\nbe glad or not.", "gas-bag, and the Woggle-Bug was bending over the edge of this, to see\nwhat it contained, when a warning cry from the crowd caused him to\npause and glance over his shoulder.", "\"Was that your wife?\" asked the Woggle-Bug, in meek astonishment.\n\n\"Of course it is my wife,\" answered the man.", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "The Woggle-Bug took the hint.", "While the Woggle-Bug thus raved, the Chinaman's wife (who was Mattie De\nForest before she married him) heard the conversation, and decided this", "\"Sire, I am a Woggle-Bug, highly magnified and thoroughly educated. It\nis no exaggeration to say I am the greatest Woggle-Bug on earth.\"", "But the Woggle-Bug was suddenly in a hurry, and didn't wait to be\njumped on. Indeed, he ran so very fast that the man was content to let", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "The triumphant joy of the Woggle-Bug can well be imagined. No more need\nhe chase the fleeting vision of his love--no more submit to countless", "\"That is nonsense,\" said the Woggle-Bug, digging with all his might;\n\"for they call you the foreman, and yet I only see one of you.\"", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:" ], [ "\"Isn't he just wonderful?\" asked Miss Chim, with enthusiasm. \"He's the\ngreatest fortune teller in the jungle.\"", "\"Yes; but no worse,\" answered the Weasel; \"and here in the jungle\nhonors are conferred only upon the unworthy. For if a truly great", "animal is honored he gets a swelled head, and that renders him\nunbearable. They now regard the King of the Jungle with contempt, and\nthat makes all my subjects self-respecting.\"", "Jungle. The bear soldiers saw him running away, and took careful aim\nand fired. But the gold-plated muskets would not shoot straight, and", "The Jungle was as clean and as well-regulated as any city of men the\nInsect had ever visited. Just within the gate a sleek antelope was", "\"Dear me, what have we here?\" exclaimed the King of the Jungle, in a\nquerulous tone, \"Is it an over-grown pinch-bug, or is it a\nkissing-bug?\"", "Indeed, he found before him a cool and enticing jungle, which at first\nseemed deserted. But while he stared about him a sound fell upon his", "\"What's in a name?\" laughed the gay damsel. \"Come, let me introduce you\nto our jungle, where strangers of good breeding are always welcome.\"", "\"There's a curious animal for you,\" said Miss Chim, pointing to the\nboy. \"Those horrid things they call men, whether black or white, seem\nto me the lowest of all created beasts.\"", "Presently they came to a tall hedge surrounding the Inner Jungle, and\nwithout this hedge stood a patrol of brown bears who wore red\nsoldier-caps and carried gold-plated muskets in their hands.", "\"Really,\" he told the King. \"I have never seen a more despicable\ncreature than you. The admirable perspicacity inherent in your tribe", "But Miss Chim gave a scornful laugh, and pulled him away to where a\nhippopotamus sat under the shade of a big tree, mopping his brow with a", "ear, and he saw approaching a young lady Chimpanzee. She was evidently\na personage of some importance, for her hair was neatly banged just", "Soon they came to the Royal Palace, which was a beautiful bower formed\nof vines upon which grew many brilliant-hued forest flowers. The", "entrance was guarded by a Zebra, who barred admission until Miss Chim\nwhispered the password in his ear. Then he permitted them to enter, and", "At first the monarch howled a bit; then he wiped the tears from his\nface and said:\n\n\"Ah, what delightful children I have! What do you wish, my darlings?\"", "first his suspenders broke (the Arab shuddered), the second day he\nsmashed a looking-glass (the Arab moaned), and the third day he was\nchewed up by a crocodile.\"", "Now the greatest aversion Arabs have is to be chewed by a crocodile,\nbecause these people usually roam over the sands of the desert, where", "\"We call this the bearier,\" said Miss Chim, pointing to the soldiers,\n\"because they oblige all strangers to paws.\"\n\n\"I should think it was a bearicade,\" remarked the Woggle-Bug.", "Then two little weasels--a boy weasel and a girl weasel--came into the\nbower and threw their school-books at the squirrel so cleverly that one" ], [ "\"Never mind that! 'Tis your beautiful garment I love. Every check in\nthat entrancing dress is a joy and a delight to my heart!\"", "and the wash-lady being colored--that is, she had a deep mahogany\ncomplexion--was delighted with her gorgeous gown and put it on the very", "At the end of that time one of the women came op to them with a lovely\nwaistcoat which she had manufactured out of the Wagnerian plaids; and", "She took the gown and the four children to her home, where she lost no\ntime in trying on the costume, which fitted her as perfectly as a\nflour-sack does a peck of potatoes.", "was Bridget clothed in that same gorgeous gown of Wagnerian plaid that\nhad so fascinated his bugly heart.", "Its bright colors pleased the Chink, who ripped it up and made it over\ninto a Chinese robe, with flowing draperies falling to his heels. He", "That evening he carefully brushed his coat, put on a green satin\nnecktie and a purple embroidered waist-coat, and walked briskly towards", "So she called Bridget and presented her with the dress, and the\ndelighted servant decided to wear it that night to Mickey Schwartz's\nball.", "But, alas for the uncertainty of all our hopes! Just as the Woggle-Bug\nreached the door he saw a lady coming out of the store dressed in\nidentical checks with which he had fallen in love!", "model, although the Woggle-Bug did not know that; and the designer must\nhave had a real woggly love for bright colors, for the gown was made of", "Never had our friend the Woggle-Bug seen such a beautiful gown before,\nand it afflicted him so strongly that he straightaway fell in love with", "wax; but the thing which really caught the Woggle-Bug's fancy was the\nmarvelous dress she wore. Indeed, it was the latest (last year's) Paris", "colors for his garments, he delighted in the most gorgeous reds and\nyellows and blues and greens; so that if you looked at him long the", "the entire outfit--even to the wax-complexioned lady herself! Very\npolitely he tipped his to her; but she stared coldly back without in\nany way acknowledging the courtesy.", "dressed himself in his new costume and, being proud of possessing such\nfinery, sat down on a bench outside his door so that everyone passing\nby could see how magnificent he looked.", "over her eyes, and she wore a clean white pinafore with bows of pink\nribbon at the shoulders.", "The Insect stood up, rearranged his dress, and looked about him.\nBridget had run away and gone home, and the others were still fighting", "beautiful and radiant and altogether charming that the first glance at\nher nearly took his breath away. Her complexion was lovely, for it was", "handsomely dressed that she saw no harm in encouraging him--especially\nas the men she had sought to captivate were proving exceedingly shy.", "Bridget needed money; and as she had worn her brilliant costume once\nand allowed her friends to see how becoming it was, she carried it the\nnext morning to a second-hand dealer and sold it for three dollars in\ncash." ], [ "So the Woggle-Bug strutted proudly along the street, swinging a cane in\none hand, flourishing a pink handkerchief in the other, fumbling his", "But there were some scraps of cloth left, and to show that he was\nliberal and good-natured, the Shiek ordered these manufactured into a\nhandsome necktie, which he presented Woggle-Bug in another long speech.", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "The colored lady cast one glance behind her and imagined that Satan had\nat last arrived to claim her. For she had never before seen the\nWoggle-Bug, and was horrified by his sudden and unusual appearance.", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "amongst themselves with exceeding cheerfulness. So the Woggle-Bug\nselected a hat which fit him (his own having been crushed out of shape)\nand walked sorrowfully back to his lodgings.", "parcel underneath his left upper arm, pressed as closely to his heart\nas possible. And this sense of possession was so delightful that our\nWoggle-Bug was happy as the day is long.", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "model, although the Woggle-Bug did not know that; and the designer must\nhave had a real woggly love for bright colors, for the gown was made of", "As, with swelling heart, the Woggle-Bug feasted his eyes upon the\nenchanting vision, a small green tag that was attached to a button of", "happily over its vivid coloring and violent contrasts of its glowing\nhues. To the eyes of the Woggle-Bug nothing could be more beautiful,", "Then the Woggle-Bug was escorted to the tents, where he suddenly\nremembered his precious plaids, and asked that the cloth he restored to\nhim.", "\"I have the honor to be a Woggle-Bug, your Majesty!\" replied our hero,\nproudly.", "\"Was that your wife?\" asked the Woggle-Bug, in meek astonishment.\n\n\"Of course it is my wife,\" answered the man.", "Somebody cried: \"Stop, thief!\" and a policeman ran out to arrest him.\nBut the Woggle-Bug used his four hands to push the officer aside, and", "\"I do! With all my heart I do!\" protested the Woggle-Bug, placing all\nfour hands, one after another, over that beating organ.", "applied to a woggle-bug intellect, was not at all remarkable in this\ncountry, where everything is quite different than Oz. Yet the\nWoggle-Bug did not suspect this, and being, like so many other thoroughly", "But the Woggle-Bug, squatted in the bottom of the basket and hugging\nhis precious parcel to his bosom, paid no attention to anything but his\nown thoughts." ], [ "But, alas for the uncertainty of all our hopes! Just as the Woggle-Bug\nreached the door he saw a lady coming out of the store dressed in\nidentical checks with which he had fallen in love!", "Never had our friend the Woggle-Bug seen such a beautiful gown before,\nand it afflicted him so strongly that he straightaway fell in love with", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "The Woggle-Bug became thoughtful at this. He hated to squander his\nmoney, which he had come to regard a sort of purchase price with which", "It is very queer, when we think of it, that the Woggle-Bug could not\nseparate the wearer of his lovely gown from the gown itself. Indeed, he", "The colored lady cast one glance behind her and imagined that Satan had\nat last arrived to claim her. For she had never before seen the\nWoggle-Bug, and was horrified by his sudden and unusual appearance.", "Two such gay costumes as those worn by the widow and the Woggle-Bug are\nseldom found together, and the restaurant man was so impressed by the\nsight that he demanded his money in advance.", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "\"Was that your wife?\" asked the Woggle-Bug, in meek astonishment.\n\n\"Of course it is my wife,\" answered the man.", "But there were some scraps of cloth left, and to show that he was\nliberal and good-natured, the Shiek ordered these manufactured into a\nhandsome necktie, which he presented Woggle-Bug in another long speech.", "wear it again!\" she said to her husband, when he came in and told her\nthat the Woggle-Bug was gone.", "\"I have the honor to be a Woggle-Bug, your Majesty!\" replied our hero,\nproudly.", "wax; but the thing which really caught the Woggle-Bug's fancy was the\nmarvelous dress she wore. Indeed, it was the latest (last year's) Paris", "amongst themselves with exceeding cheerfulness. So the Woggle-Bug\nselected a hat which fit him (his own having been crushed out of shape)\nand walked sorrowfully back to his lodgings.", "\"Be mine! Only be mine!\" continued the enraptured Woggle-Bug.\n\nThe Chinaman did not quite understand.\n\n\"Two dlolla a day,\" he answered, cautiously.", "\"Why not?\" asked the Woggle-Bug. \"I have still the seven ninety-three;\nand as that was the original price, and you are now slightly worn and\nsecond-handed, I do not see why I need despair of calling you my own.\"", "model, although the Woggle-Bug did not know that; and the designer must\nhave had a real woggly love for bright colors, for the gown was made of", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "The Woggle-Bug took the hint." ], [ "seems to have deteriorated in you to a hyperbolated insousancy.\" Then\nhe reached out his arms and slapped the king four times, twice on one\nside of his face and twice on the other.", "first his suspenders broke (the Arab shuddered), the second day he\nsmashed a looking-glass (the Arab moaned), and the third day he was\nchewed up by a crocodile.\"", "Then all was blotted out; clouds rolled about him; night fell. The man\nin the moon laughed at him; the stars winked at each other as if", "\"Dear me,\" sighed the King, \"how often I find a hair in the butter!\nWhenever I reign people carry umbrellas; and my son, although quite", "As they walked up the street they came to a big grey monkey turning a\nhand-organ, and attached to a cord was a little nigger-boy whom the", "\"After all, this necktie is my love--and my love is now mine\nforevermore! Why should I not be happy and content?\"\n\n\nTHE END.", "\"Ha, ha!\" laughed the man, and he was so proud of his new worker that\nhe went into the corner saloon to tell his friend the barkeeper what a\ntreasure he had found.", "\"Really,\" he told the King. \"I have never seen a more despicable\ncreature than you. The admirable perspicacity inherent in your tribe", "animal is honored he gets a swelled head, and that renders him\nunbearable. They now regard the King of the Jungle with contempt, and\nthat makes all my subjects self-respecting.\"", "But Miss Chim gave a scornful laugh, and pulled him away to where a\nhippopotamus sat under the shade of a big tree, mopping his brow with a", "\"True,\" murmured the King, yawning. \"But you tire me, good stranger.\nMiss Chim, will you kindly get the gasoline can? It's high time to\neradicate this insect.\"", "Two such gay costumes as those worn by the widow and the Woggle-Bug are\nseldom found together, and the restaurant man was so impressed by the\nsight that he demanded his money in advance.", "At first the monarch howled a bit; then he wiped the tears from his\nface and said:\n\n\"Ah, what delightful children I have! What do you wish, my darlings?\"", "The four children, jabbering delightedly in their broken English,\nclambered upon four stools, and the widow sat upon another. And the", "\"I am,\" replied the Insect, proudly. \"And I may as well tell you that\nthe last person who killed one of my race had three unlucky days. The", "and the wash-lady being colored--that is, she had a deep mahogany\ncomplexion--was delighted with her gorgeous gown and put it on the very", "\"Oh my prismatic personification of gigantic gorgeousness!--again I\nhave found you!\"\n\n\"Sure tling,\" said the Chink with composure.", "Presently a very angry man came out of the house. He had a revolver in\none hand and a carving-knife in the other.\n\n\"What do you mean by insulting my wife?\" he demanded.", "\"There's a curious animal for you,\" said Miss Chim, pointing to the\nboy. \"Those horrid things they call men, whether black or white, seem\nto me the lowest of all created beasts.\"", "\"You think you have won,\" continued the Hip; \"but there are others who\nhave 1, 2. You have many heart throbs before you, during your future\nlife. Afterward I see no heart throbs whatever. Forty cents, please.\"" ], [ "The triumphant joy of the Woggle-Bug can well be imagined. No more need\nhe chase the fleeting vision of his love--no more submit to countless", "Never had our friend the Woggle-Bug seen such a beautiful gown before,\nand it afflicted him so strongly that he straightaway fell in love with", "\"I have the honor to be a Woggle-Bug, your Majesty!\" replied our hero,\nproudly.", "\"I do! With all my heart I do!\" protested the Woggle-Bug, placing all\nfour hands, one after another, over that beating organ.", "\"Sure like!\" she replied, not caring to dismiss him harshly; and the\nhappy Woggle-Bug went home with a light heart, murmuring to himself:", "\"Was that your wife?\" asked the Woggle-Bug, in meek astonishment.\n\n\"Of course it is my wife,\" answered the man.", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "\"There is wisdom in that,\" declared the Woggle-Bug, approvingly; \"a\nsingle glance at you makes me content with being so excellent a bug.\"", "It was nearly evening when the widow pleaded fatigue and asked to be\ntaken home. For none of them was able to eat another morsel, and the\nWoggle-Bug wearied her with his protestations of boundless admiration.", "But the Woggle-Bug, squatted in the bottom of the basket and hugging\nhis precious parcel to his bosom, paid no attention to anything but his\nown thoughts.", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "\"Be mine! Only be mine!\" continued the enraptured Woggle-Bug.\n\nThe Chinaman did not quite understand.\n\n\"Two dlolla a day,\" he answered, cautiously.", "As, with swelling heart, the Woggle-Bug feasted his eyes upon the\nenchanting vision, a small green tag that was attached to a button of", "At once the knots in the ropes were untied, and the Woggle-Bug was\nfree. All the Arabs united to show him deference and every respectful", "But the Woggle-Bug was suddenly in a hurry, and didn't wait to be\njumped on. Indeed, he ran so very fast that the man was content to let", "The Woggle-Bug took the hint.", "But there were some scraps of cloth left, and to show that he was\nliberal and good-natured, the Shiek ordered these manufactured into a\nhandsome necktie, which he presented Woggle-Bug in another long speech.", "But, alas for the uncertainty of all our hopes! Just as the Woggle-Bug\nreached the door he saw a lady coming out of the store dressed in\nidentical checks with which he had fallen in love!", "applied to a woggle-bug intellect, was not at all remarkable in this\ncountry, where everything is quite different than Oz. Yet the\nWoggle-Bug did not suspect this, and being, like so many other thoroughly" ], [ "Never had our friend the Woggle-Bug seen such a beautiful gown before,\nand it afflicted him so strongly that he straightaway fell in love with", "model, although the Woggle-Bug did not know that; and the designer must\nhave had a real woggly love for bright colors, for the gown was made of", "\"Ah!\" murmured the Woggle-Bug; \"my darling is in greatly reduced\ncircumstances, and $7.93 will make her mine! Where, oh where, shall I", "\"Be mine! Only be mine!\" continued the enraptured Woggle-Bug.\n\nThe Chinaman did not quite understand.\n\n\"Two dlolla a day,\" he answered, cautiously.", "wax; but the thing which really caught the Woggle-Bug's fancy was the\nmarvelous dress she wore. Indeed, it was the latest (last year's) Paris", "The Woggle-Bug became thoughtful at this. He hated to squander his\nmoney, which he had come to regard a sort of purchase price with which", "It is very queer, when we think of it, that the Woggle-Bug could not\nseparate the wearer of his lovely gown from the gown itself. Indeed, he", "As, with swelling heart, the Woggle-Bug feasted his eyes upon the\nenchanting vision, a small green tag that was attached to a button of", "But, alas for the uncertainty of all our hopes! Just as the Woggle-Bug\nreached the door he saw a lady coming out of the store dressed in\nidentical checks with which he had fallen in love!", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "\"Why not?\" asked the Woggle-Bug. \"I have still the seven ninety-three;\nand as that was the original price, and you are now slightly worn and\nsecond-handed, I do not see why I need despair of calling you my own.\"", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "at a gown. The dealer showed her the one he had just bought from\nBridget, and its gay coloring so pleased the widow that she immediately\npurchased it for $3.65.", "Bridget needed money; and as she had worn her brilliant costume once\nand allowed her friends to see how becoming it was, she carried it the\nnext morning to a second-hand dealer and sold it for three dollars in\ncash.", "\"If that is so, I'll pay you four dollars,\" agreed the man.\n\nThe Woggle-Bug was delighted.", "widow did not, of course, understand his speech in the least; but she\ngathered the fact that the Woggle-Bug had id money, so she sighed and", "\"Oh, joy,\" exclaimed the insect in delight; \"I can then own you for a\nday and a half--for I have three dollars left. May I feel your\nexquisite texture, my dearest Fabric?\"", "The triumphant joy of the Woggle-Bug can well be imagined. No more need\nhe chase the fleeting vision of his love--no more submit to countless", "The Woggle-bug was enraptured; and, although the divine Bridget was\nwaltzing with Fritzie Casey, the Insect rushed to her side and, seizing", "Nevertheless, the Woggle-Bug might have overtaken her had he not\nstepped into the clothes-basket and fallen headlong, becoming so" ], [ "the waist suddenly attracted his attention. Upon the tag was marked:\n\"Price $7.93--GREATLY REDUCED.\"", "Bridget needed money; and as she had worn her brilliant costume once\nand allowed her friends to see how becoming it was, she carried it the\nnext morning to a second-hand dealer and sold it for three dollars in\ncash.", "at a gown. The dealer showed her the one he had just bought from\nBridget, and its gay coloring so pleased the widow that she immediately\npurchased it for $3.65.", "\"Oh, I didn't know,\" said the insect, rather humbled. \"But I'll give\nyou seven ninety-three for her. That's all she's worth, you know; for I\nsaw it marked on the tag.\"", "lured by her beautiful gown, made haste to sell it to a Chinaman who\nlived next door.", "and the wash-lady being colored--that is, she had a deep mahogany\ncomplexion--was delighted with her gorgeous gown and put it on the very", "As, with swelling heart, the Woggle-Bug feasted his eyes upon the\nenchanting vision, a small green tag that was attached to a button of", "She took the gown and the four children to her home, where she lost no\ntime in trying on the costume, which fitted her as perfectly as a\nflour-sack does a peck of potatoes.", "So she called Bridget and presented her with the dress, and the\ndelighted servant decided to wear it that night to Mickey Schwartz's\nball.", "quilt and a corset that was nearly as good as new and a pair of silk\nstockings that were not mates. It was a good bargain for both of them,", "Meantime the widow had traded with a friend of hers (who had once been\na wash-lady for General Funston) the Wagnerian costume for a crazy", "wax; but the thing which really caught the Woggle-Bug's fancy was the\nmarvelous dress she wore. Indeed, it was the latest (last year's) Paris", "But, alas for the uncertainty of all our hopes! Just as the Woggle-Bug\nreached the door he saw a lady coming out of the store dressed in\nidentical checks with which he had fallen in love!", "the entire outfit--even to the wax-complexioned lady herself! Very\npolitely he tipped his to her; but she stared coldly back without in\nany way acknowledging the courtesy.", "Scarcely had she left the shop when a lady of Swedish extraction--a\nwidow with four small children in her train--entered and asked to look", "\"Oh, joy,\" exclaimed the insect in delight; \"I can then own you for a\nday and a half--for I have three dollars left. May I feel your\nexquisite texture, my dearest Fabric?\"", "At the end of that time one of the women came op to them with a lovely\nwaistcoat which she had manufactured out of the Wagnerian plaids; and", "The Insect stood up, rearranged his dress, and looked about him.\nBridget had run away and gone home, and the others were still fighting", "\"Why not?\" asked the Woggle-Bug. \"I have still the seven ninety-three;\nand as that was the original price, and you are now slightly worn and\nsecond-handed, I do not see why I need despair of calling you my own.\"", "\"Never mind that! 'Tis your beautiful garment I love. Every check in\nthat entrancing dress is a joy and a delight to my heart!\"" ], [ "\"Oh, joy,\" exclaimed the insect in delight; \"I can then own you for a\nday and a half--for I have three dollars left. May I feel your\nexquisite texture, my dearest Fabric?\"", "\"Two dollars a day,\" answered the foreman.\n\n\"Then,\" said the Woggle-Bug, \"you must pay me four dollars a day; for I\nhave four arms to their two, and can do double their work.\"", "Bridget needed money; and as she had worn her brilliant costume once\nand allowed her friends to see how becoming it was, she carried it the\nnext morning to a second-hand dealer and sold it for three dollars in\ncash.", "It was just after noon that the Woggle-Bug hired as a ditch-digger in\norder to win his heart's desire; so at noon on the second day he quit", "\"In two days,\" he told himself, as he threw off his brilliant coat and\nplaced his hat upon it, and rolled up his sleeves; \"in two days I can", "\"Now these men,\" thought the Woggle-Bug, \"must get money for shoveling\nall that earth, else they wouldn't do it. Here is my chance to win the\ncharming vision of beauty in the shop window!\"", "\"Oh, I didn't know,\" said the insect, rather humbled. \"But I'll give\nyou seven ninety-three for her. That's all she's worth, you know; for I\nsaw it marked on the tag.\"", "The Insect stood up, rearranged his dress, and looked about him.\nBridget had run away and gone home, and the others were still fighting", "It was nearly evening when the widow pleaded fatigue and asked to be\ntaken home. For none of them was able to eat another morsel, and the\nWoggle-Bug wearied her with his protestations of boundless admiration.", "\"I am,\" replied the Insect, proudly. \"And I may as well tell you that\nthe last person who killed one of my race had three unlucky days. The", "\"Be mine! Only be mine!\" continued the enraptured Woggle-Bug.\n\nThe Chinaman did not quite understand.\n\n\"Two dlolla a day,\" he answered, cautiously.", "work, and having received eight silver dollars he put on his coat and\nrushed away to the store that he might purchase his intended bride.", "at a gown. The dealer showed her the one he had just bought from\nBridget, and its gay coloring so pleased the widow that she immediately\npurchased it for $3.65.", "The Woggle-Bug became thoughtful at this. He hated to squander his\nmoney, which he had come to regard a sort of purchase price with which", "earn eight dollars--enough to purchase my greatly reduced darling and\nbuy her seven cents worth of caramels besides.\"", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "But, alas for the uncertainty of all our hopes! Just as the Woggle-Bug\nreached the door he saw a lady coming out of the store dressed in\nidentical checks with which he had fallen in love!", "widow did not, of course, understand his speech in the least; but she\ngathered the fact that the Woggle-Bug had id money, so she sighed and", "The widow had no great affection for bugs, having wrestled with the\nspecies for many years; but this one was such a big-bug and so", "\"Ah!\" murmured the Woggle-Bug; \"my darling is in greatly reduced\ncircumstances, and $7.93 will make her mine! Where, oh where, shall I" ], [ "\"Now these men,\" thought the Woggle-Bug, \"must get money for shoveling\nall that earth, else they wouldn't do it. Here is my chance to win the\ncharming vision of beauty in the shop window!\"", "Bridget needed money; and as she had worn her brilliant costume once\nand allowed her friends to see how becoming it was, she carried it the\nnext morning to a second-hand dealer and sold it for three dollars in\ncash.", "The Insect stood up, rearranged his dress, and looked about him.\nBridget had run away and gone home, and the others were still fighting", "\"Oh, joy,\" exclaimed the insect in delight; \"I can then own you for a\nday and a half--for I have three dollars left. May I feel your\nexquisite texture, my dearest Fabric?\"", "\"Oh, I didn't know,\" said the insect, rather humbled. \"But I'll give\nyou seven ninety-three for her. That's all she's worth, you know; for I\nsaw it marked on the tag.\"", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "Never had our friend the Woggle-Bug seen such a beautiful gown before,\nand it afflicted him so strongly that he straightaway fell in love with", "\"Two dollars a day,\" answered the foreman.\n\n\"Then,\" said the Woggle-Bug, \"you must pay me four dollars a day; for I\nhave four arms to their two, and can do double their work.\"", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "wax; but the thing which really caught the Woggle-Bug's fancy was the\nmarvelous dress she wore. Indeed, it was the latest (last year's) Paris", "The Woggle-Bug became thoughtful at this. He hated to squander his\nmoney, which he had come to regard a sort of purchase price with which", "model, although the Woggle-Bug did not know that; and the designer must\nhave had a real woggly love for bright colors, for the gown was made of", "The Woggle-bug was enraptured; and, although the divine Bridget was\nwaltzing with Fritzie Casey, the Insect rushed to her side and, seizing", "widow did not, of course, understand his speech in the least; but she\ngathered the fact that the Woggle-Bug had id money, so she sighed and", "It was nearly evening when the widow pleaded fatigue and asked to be\ntaken home. For none of them was able to eat another morsel, and the\nWoggle-Bug wearied her with his protestations of boundless admiration.", "I suppose the Waggle-Bug did not realize at all what a queer appearance\nhe made. Being rather nervous, he seldom looked into a mirror; and as", "While the Woggle-Bug thus raved, the Chinaman's wife (who was Mattie De\nForest before she married him) heard the conversation, and decided this", "The widow had no great affection for bugs, having wrestled with the\nspecies for many years; but this one was such a big-bug and so", "at a gown. The dealer showed her the one he had just bought from\nBridget, and its gay coloring so pleased the widow that she immediately\npurchased it for $3.65.", "It was just after noon that the Woggle-Bug hired as a ditch-digger in\norder to win his heart's desire; so at noon on the second day he quit" ], [ "Down, down the Woggle-Bug sank; but so slowly that there was no danger\nin the flight. He began to see the earth again, lying beneath him like", "For the balloon was earning him into the clouds, and he had no idea how\nto manage it, or to make it descend to earth again. When he peered over", "upon the rope and severed it, and instantly the great balloon from the\ncrowd and soared majestically toward the heavens.", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "The Insect stood up, rearranged his dress, and looked about him.\nBridget had run away and gone home, and the others were still fighting", "No sooner did this thought occur to him than he put it into practice.\n\nDisentangling his wings from his coat-tails, he spread them as wide as\npossible and then jumped from the car of the balloon.", "The first blow knocked the Insect's hat so far over his eyes that he\nwas blinded; but, resolving not to be again cheated out of his darling,", "He walked out to take the air, and noticing a crowd people standing in\nan open space and surrounding a huge brown object, our Woggle-Bug\nstopped to learn what the excitement was about.", "There were few trees, yet it was our insect's fate to drop directly\nabove what trees there were, so that presently he came ker-plunk into a", "balloon. And, once again in his old lodgings, he looked at himself in\nthe mirror and said:", "inflated and tugging hard at the rope that held it, as if anxious to\nescape the blended breaths of the people that crowded around. Just\nbelow the balloon was a small basket, attached to the netting of the", "yell (to show he was not afraid) and leaped nimbly into the basket of\nthe balloon. The descending knife, missing its intended victim, fell", "Still keeping an eye on the car, the Woggle-Bug rushed on. He\nfrightened two dogs, upset a fat gentleman who was crossing the street,", "\"Move on!\" said a gruff policeman, who came along swinging his club.\nAnd the Woggle-Bug obediently moved on, his brain working fast and", "Our hero was a brave bug, as can easily be proved; but he did not wait\nfor the knife to arrive at the broad of his back. Instead, he gave a", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "It was nearly evening when the widow pleaded fatigue and asked to be\ntaken home. For none of them was able to eat another morsel, and the\nWoggle-Bug wearied her with his protestations of boundless admiration.", "The Woggle-bug was enraptured; and, although the divine Bridget was\nwaltzing with Fritzie Casey, the Insect rushed to her side and, seizing", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "Now all woggle-bugs are born with wings, and our highly-magnified one\nhad a beautiful, broad pair of floppers concealed beneath ample" ], [ "\"Why should I be afraid?\" demanded the Shiek.\n\n\"Because it is well-known that to kill a woggle-bug brings bad luck to\none.\"", "\"I am,\" replied the Insect, proudly. \"And I may as well tell you that\nthe last person who killed one of my race had three unlucky days. The", "The widow had no great affection for bugs, having wrestled with the\nspecies for many years; but this one was such a big-bug and so", "\"Dear me, what have we here?\" exclaimed the King of the Jungle, in a\nquerulous tone, \"Is it an over-grown pinch-bug, or is it a\nkissing-bug?\"", "\"True,\" murmured the King, yawning. \"But you tire me, good stranger.\nMiss Chim, will you kindly get the gasoline can? It's high time to\neradicate this insect.\"", "Our hero was a brave bug, as can easily be proved; but he did not wait\nfor the knife to arrive at the broad of his back. Instead, he gave a", "The Insect stood up, rearranged his dress, and looked about him.\nBridget had run away and gone home, and the others were still fighting", "For the wily widow, wishing to escape her admirer, had sprinkled the\ndoor-step and the front walk with insect Exterminator, and not even the", "This was bad news for the Woggle-Bug; but he did not despair.\n\n\"Are you not afraid to kill me?\" he asked, as if surprised.", "It was nearly evening when the widow pleaded fatigue and asked to be\ntaken home. For none of them was able to eat another morsel, and the\nWoggle-Bug wearied her with his protestations of boundless admiration.", "\"There's a curious animal for you,\" said Miss Chim, pointing to the\nboy. \"Those horrid things they call men, whether black or white, seem\nto me the lowest of all created beasts.\"", "attempt!\" You will notice that our insect had a way of using big words\nto express himself, which leads us to suspect that the school system in\nOz is the same they employ in Boston.", "The first blow knocked the Insect's hat so far over his eyes that he\nwas blinded; but, resolving not to be again cheated out of his darling,", "The Shiek hesitated, for he was very superstitious.\n\n\"Are you a woggle-bug?\" he asked.", "The man gave a roar of rage and jumped into the air with the intention\nof falling on the Woggle-Bug and hurting him with the knife and pistol.", "\"Move on!\" said a gruff policeman, who came along swinging his club.\nAnd the Woggle-Bug obediently moved on, his brain working fast and", "\"Don't treat him with any respect,\" whispered Miss Chim to the Insect,\n\"or you'll get him riled. Sneer at him, and slap his face if you get a\nchance.\"", "The colored lady cast one glance behind her and imagined that Satan had\nat last arrived to claim her. For she had never before seen the\nWoggle-Bug, and was horrified by his sudden and unusual appearance.", "\"No! oh, no!\" cried the agonized Insect; \"it is taken from a person who\nhas had small-pox and yellow-fever and toothache and mumps--all at the", "\"Bah!\" said the Shiek, scornfully; \"I have had all those diseases and\nmany more. I am immune. But now,\" he continued, \"allow me to bid you" ], [ "\"I am,\" replied the Insect, proudly. \"And I may as well tell you that\nthe last person who killed one of my race had three unlucky days. The", "\"Why should I be afraid?\" demanded the Shiek.\n\n\"Because it is well-known that to kill a woggle-bug brings bad luck to\none.\"", "This was bad news for the Woggle-Bug; but he did not despair.\n\n\"Are you not afraid to kill me?\" he asked, as if surprised.", "Our hero was a brave bug, as can easily be proved; but he did not wait\nfor the knife to arrive at the broad of his back. Instead, he gave a", "\"True,\" murmured the King, yawning. \"But you tire me, good stranger.\nMiss Chim, will you kindly get the gasoline can? It's high time to\neradicate this insect.\"", "attempt!\" You will notice that our insect had a way of using big words\nto express himself, which leads us to suspect that the school system in\nOz is the same they employ in Boston.", "\"Don't treat him with any respect,\" whispered Miss Chim to the Insect,\n\"or you'll get him riled. Sneer at him, and slap his face if you get a\nchance.\"", "\"Dear me, what have we here?\" exclaimed the King of the Jungle, in a\nquerulous tone, \"Is it an over-grown pinch-bug, or is it a\nkissing-bug?\"", "\"Move on!\" said a gruff policeman, who came along swinging his club.\nAnd the Woggle-Bug obediently moved on, his brain working fast and", "\"Oh, joy,\" exclaimed the insect in delight; \"I can then own you for a\nday and a half--for I have three dollars left. May I feel your\nexquisite texture, my dearest Fabric?\"", "\"Will you permit me to call upon you this evening?\" asked the Insect,\npleadingly, as he bade the wearer of the gown good-bye on her\ndoor-step.", "The first blow knocked the Insect's hat so far over his eyes that he\nwas blinded; but, resolving not to be again cheated out of his darling,", "The Shiek hesitated, for he was very superstitious.\n\n\"Are you a woggle-bug?\" he asked.", "\"You have been in love,\" announced the Professor; \"but you got it in\nthe neck.\"\n\n\"True!\" murmured the astonished Insect, putting up his left lower hand\nto feel of the beloved necktie.", "The Insect stood up, rearranged his dress, and looked about him.\nBridget had run away and gone home, and the others were still fighting", "\"Oh, I didn't know,\" said the insect, rather humbled. \"But I'll give\nyou seven ninety-three for her. That's all she's worth, you know; for I\nsaw it marked on the tag.\"", "\"That is nonsense,\" said the Woggle-Bug, digging with all his might;\n\"for they call you the foreman, and yet I only see one of you.\"", "It was nearly evening when the widow pleaded fatigue and asked to be\ntaken home. For none of them was able to eat another morsel, and the\nWoggle-Bug wearied her with his protestations of boundless admiration.", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "\"No! oh, no!\" cried the agonized Insect; \"it is taken from a person who\nhas had small-pox and yellow-fever and toothache and mumps--all at the" ], [ "It was nearly evening when the widow pleaded fatigue and asked to be\ntaken home. For none of them was able to eat another morsel, and the\nWoggle-Bug wearied her with his protestations of boundless admiration.", "Our hero was a brave bug, as can easily be proved; but he did not wait\nfor the knife to arrive at the broad of his back. Instead, he gave a", "The Insect stood up, rearranged his dress, and looked about him.\nBridget had run away and gone home, and the others were still fighting", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "\"I am,\" replied the Insect, proudly. \"And I may as well tell you that\nthe last person who killed one of my race had three unlucky days. The", "The Jungle was as clean and as well-regulated as any city of men the\nInsect had ever visited. Just within the gate a sleek antelope was", "\"Move on!\" said a gruff policeman, who came along swinging his club.\nAnd the Woggle-Bug obediently moved on, his brain working fast and", "He walked out to take the air, and noticing a crowd people standing in\nan open space and surrounding a huge brown object, our Woggle-Bug\nstopped to learn what the excitement was about.", "The triumphant joy of the Woggle-Bug can well be imagined. No more need\nhe chase the fleeting vision of his love--no more submit to countless", "Down, down the Woggle-Bug sank; but so slowly that there was no danger\nin the flight. He began to see the earth again, lying beneath him like", "\"Oh, joy,\" exclaimed the insect in delight; \"I can then own you for a\nday and a half--for I have three dollars left. May I feel your\nexquisite texture, my dearest Fabric?\"", "attempt!\" You will notice that our insect had a way of using big words\nto express himself, which leads us to suspect that the school system in\nOz is the same they employ in Boston.", "Somebody cried: \"Stop, thief!\" and a policeman ran out to arrest him.\nBut the Woggle-Bug used his four hands to push the officer aside, and", "Then the Woggle-Bug was escorted to the tents, where he suddenly\nremembered his precious plaids, and asked that the cloth he restored to\nhim.", "Nor did he pause until he had emerged from the forest and crossed the\nplains, and reached at last the city from whence he had escaped in the", "But there were some scraps of cloth left, and to show that he was\nliberal and good-natured, the Shiek ordered these manufactured into a\nhandsome necktie, which he presented Woggle-Bug in another long speech.", "The widow had no great affection for bugs, having wrestled with the\nspecies for many years; but this one was such a big-bug and so", "\"True,\" murmured the King, yawning. \"But you tire me, good stranger.\nMiss Chim, will you kindly get the gasoline can? It's high time to\neradicate this insect.\"", "\"You have been in love,\" announced the Professor; \"but you got it in\nthe neck.\"\n\n\"True!\" murmured the astonished Insect, putting up his left lower hand\nto feel of the beloved necktie.", "The first blow knocked the Insect's hat so far over his eyes that he\nwas blinded; but, resolving not to be again cheated out of his darling," ], [ "\"You have been in love,\" announced the Professor; \"but you got it in\nthe neck.\"\n\n\"True!\" murmured the astonished Insect, putting up his left lower hand\nto feel of the beloved necktie.", "But there were some scraps of cloth left, and to show that he was\nliberal and good-natured, the Shiek ordered these manufactured into a\nhandsome necktie, which he presented Woggle-Bug in another long speech.", "Our hero, realizing a larger part of his darling was lost to him,\ndecided to be content with the smaller share; so he put on the necktie,\nand felt really proud of its brilliance and aggressive elegance.", "\"After all, this necktie is my love--and my love is now mine\nforevermore! Why should I not be happy and content?\"\n\n\nTHE END.", "\"Oh, joy,\" exclaimed the insect in delight; \"I can then own you for a\nday and a half--for I have three dollars left. May I feel your\nexquisite texture, my dearest Fabric?\"", "The Insect stood up, rearranged his dress, and looked about him.\nBridget had run away and gone home, and the others were still fighting", "It is very queer, when we think of it, that the Woggle-Bug could not\nseparate the wearer of his lovely gown from the gown itself. Indeed, he", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "Never had our friend the Woggle-Bug seen such a beautiful gown before,\nand it afflicted him so strongly that he straightaway fell in love with", "Its bright colors pleased the Chink, who ripped it up and made it over\ninto a Chinese robe, with flowing draperies falling to his heels. He", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "model, although the Woggle-Bug did not know that; and the designer must\nhave had a real woggly love for bright colors, for the gown was made of", "But, alas for the uncertainty of all our hopes! Just as the Woggle-Bug\nreached the door he saw a lady coming out of the store dressed in\nidentical checks with which he had fallen in love!", "That evening he carefully brushed his coat, put on a green satin\nnecktie and a purple embroidered waist-coat, and walked briskly towards", "I suppose the Waggle-Bug did not realize at all what a queer appearance\nhe made. Being rather nervous, he seldom looked into a mirror; and as", "As, with swelling heart, the Woggle-Bug feasted his eyes upon the\nenchanting vision, a small green tag that was attached to a button of", "It was nearly evening when the widow pleaded fatigue and asked to be\ntaken home. For none of them was able to eat another morsel, and the\nWoggle-Bug wearied her with his protestations of boundless admiration.", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "them in a sheet of stout paper tied with cotton cord that had a\nlove-knot at the end. Wherever he went, thereafter, he carried the", "wear it again!\" she said to her husband, when he came in and told her\nthat the Woggle-Bug was gone." ], [ "Down, down the Woggle-Bug sank; but so slowly that there was no danger\nin the flight. He began to see the earth again, lying beneath him like", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "attempt!\" You will notice that our insect had a way of using big words\nto express himself, which leads us to suspect that the school system in\nOz is the same they employ in Boston.", "_A full account of the Woggle-Bug is given in Mr. Baum's delightful", "For the balloon was earning him into the clouds, and he had no idea how\nto manage it, or to make it descend to earth again. When he peered over", "ONE day Mr. H. M. Woggle-Bug, T. E., becoming separated from his\ncomrades who had accompanied him from the Land of Oz, and finding that", "you ever saw. And the initials \"T. E.\" after his named meant \"Thoroughly\nEducated\"--and so he was, in the Land of Oz. But his education, being", "applied to a woggle-bug intellect, was not at all remarkable in this\ncountry, where everything is quite different than Oz. Yet the\nWoggle-Bug did not suspect this, and being, like so many other thoroughly", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "You see, in the Land of Oz they use no money at all, so that when the\nWoggle-Bug arrived in America he did not possess a single penny. And no\none had presented him with any money since.", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "Copyright\n1905\nby\nL. Frank Baum\nEvery Right Reserved\n\n\n\nThe Unique Adventures of the WOGGLE-BUG", "\"Sire, I am a Woggle-Bug, highly magnified and thoroughly educated. It\nis no exaggeration to say I am the greatest Woggle-Bug on earth.\"", "THE WOGGLE-BUG BOOK\n\nby\n\nL. FRANK BAUM\n\nPictures by Ike Morgan", "\"Do not, I beg of you, call me a beetle,\" exclaimed our hero, rather\npeevishly; \"for I am actually a Woggle-Bug, and Highly-Magnified at\nthat!\"", "But there were some scraps of cloth left, and to show that he was\nliberal and good-natured, the Shiek ordered these manufactured into a\nhandsome necktie, which he presented Woggle-Bug in another long speech.", "balloon. And, once again in his old lodgings, he looked at himself in\nthe mirror and said:", "counter story, _THE MARVELOUS LAND OF OZ,_ in which is also narrated\nthe amazing adventures of the Scarecrow, the Tin Woodman, Jack", "\"Was that your wife?\" asked the Woggle-Bug, in meek astonishment.\n\n\"Of course it is my wife,\" answered the man.", "yell (to show he was not afraid) and leaped nimbly into the basket of\nthe balloon. The descending knife, missing its intended victim, fell" ], [ "Never had our friend the Woggle-Bug seen such a beautiful gown before,\nand it afflicted him so strongly that he straightaway fell in love with", "model, although the Woggle-Bug did not know that; and the designer must\nhave had a real woggly love for bright colors, for the gown was made of", "It is very queer, when we think of it, that the Woggle-Bug could not\nseparate the wearer of his lovely gown from the gown itself. Indeed, he", "wax; but the thing which really caught the Woggle-Bug's fancy was the\nmarvelous dress she wore. Indeed, it was the latest (last year's) Paris", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "As, with swelling heart, the Woggle-Bug feasted his eyes upon the\nenchanting vision, a small green tag that was attached to a button of", "But, alas for the uncertainty of all our hopes! Just as the Woggle-Bug\nreached the door he saw a lady coming out of the store dressed in\nidentical checks with which he had fallen in love!", "The Woggle-bug was enraptured; and, although the divine Bridget was\nwaltzing with Fritzie Casey, the Insect rushed to her side and, seizing", "The triumphant joy of the Woggle-Bug can well be imagined. No more need\nhe chase the fleeting vision of his love--no more submit to countless", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "Woggle-Bug's love for the enchanting checked gown could induce him to\nlinger longer in that vicinity.", "happily over its vivid coloring and violent contrasts of its glowing\nhues. To the eyes of the Woggle-Bug nothing could be more beautiful,", "\"There is wisdom in that,\" declared the Woggle-Bug, approvingly; \"a\nsingle glance at you makes me content with being so excellent a bug.\"", "\"Was that your wife?\" asked the Woggle-Bug, in meek astonishment.\n\n\"Of course it is my wife,\" answered the man.", "\"Never mind that! 'Tis your beautiful garment I love. Every check in\nthat entrancing dress is a joy and a delight to my heart!\"", "\"You have been in love,\" announced the Professor; \"but you got it in\nthe neck.\"\n\n\"True!\" murmured the astonished Insect, putting up his left lower hand\nto feel of the beloved necktie.", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "The colored lady cast one glance behind her and imagined that Satan had\nat last arrived to claim her. For she had never before seen the\nWoggle-Bug, and was horrified by his sudden and unusual appearance.", "The men didn't fail to look at her, as you may guess; but none looked\nwith yearning until the Woggle-Bug, sauntering gloomily along a path," ], [ "\"Now these men,\" thought the Woggle-Bug, \"must get money for shoveling\nall that earth, else they wouldn't do it. Here is my chance to win the\ncharming vision of beauty in the shop window!\"", "But there were some scraps of cloth left, and to show that he was\nliberal and good-natured, the Shiek ordered these manufactured into a\nhandsome necktie, which he presented Woggle-Bug in another long speech.", "The Woggle-Bug became thoughtful at this. He hated to squander his\nmoney, which he had come to regard a sort of purchase price with which", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "Never had our friend the Woggle-Bug seen such a beautiful gown before,\nand it afflicted him so strongly that he straightaway fell in love with", "You see, in the Land of Oz they use no money at all, so that when the\nWoggle-Bug arrived in America he did not possess a single penny. And no\none had presented him with any money since.", "\"Two dollars a day,\" answered the foreman.\n\n\"Then,\" said the Woggle-Bug, \"you must pay me four dollars a day; for I\nhave four arms to their two, and can do double their work.\"", "\"I have the honor to be a Woggle-Bug, your Majesty!\" replied our hero,\nproudly.", "widow did not, of course, understand his speech in the least; but she\ngathered the fact that the Woggle-Bug had id money, so she sighed and", "\"If that is so, I'll pay you four dollars,\" agreed the man.\n\nThe Woggle-Bug was delighted.", "\"Be mine! Only be mine!\" continued the enraptured Woggle-Bug.\n\nThe Chinaman did not quite understand.\n\n\"Two dlolla a day,\" he answered, cautiously.", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "model, although the Woggle-Bug did not know that; and the designer must\nhave had a real woggly love for bright colors, for the gown was made of", "applied to a woggle-bug intellect, was not at all remarkable in this\ncountry, where everything is quite different than Oz. Yet the\nWoggle-Bug did not suspect this, and being, like so many other thoroughly", "was. He had put on another hat, for the Woggle-Bug had a superstition\nthat to change his hat was to change his luck, and luck seemed to have\noverlooked the fact that he was in existence.", "\"Was that your wife?\" asked the Woggle-Bug, in meek astonishment.\n\n\"Of course it is my wife,\" answered the man.", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "amongst themselves with exceeding cheerfulness. So the Woggle-Bug\nselected a hat which fit him (his own having been crushed out of shape)\nand walked sorrowfully back to his lodgings." ], [ "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "The Woggle-Bug took the hint.", "ONE day Mr. H. M. Woggle-Bug, T. E., becoming separated from his\ncomrades who had accompanied him from the Land of Oz, and finding that", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "\"Move on!\" said a gruff policeman, who came along swinging his club.\nAnd the Woggle-Bug obediently moved on, his brain working fast and", "applied to a woggle-bug intellect, was not at all remarkable in this\ncountry, where everything is quite different than Oz. Yet the\nWoggle-Bug did not suspect this, and being, like so many other thoroughly", "amongst themselves with exceeding cheerfulness. So the Woggle-Bug\nselected a hat which fit him (his own having been crushed out of shape)\nand walked sorrowfully back to his lodgings.", "\"I have the honor to be a Woggle-Bug, your Majesty!\" replied our hero,\nproudly.", "But the Woggle-Bug was suddenly in a hurry, and didn't wait to be\njumped on. Indeed, he ran so very fast that the man was content to let", "But the Woggle-Bug did not linger to be eradicated. With one wild bound\nhe cleared the door of the palace and sprinted up the entrance of the", "He took the upper-right hand of the Woggle-Bug, and after adjusting his\nspectacles bent over it with an air of great wisdom.", "He walked out to take the air, and noticing a crowd people standing in\nan open space and surrounding a huge brown object, our Woggle-Bug\nstopped to learn what the excitement was about.", "The men didn't fail to look at her, as you may guess; but none looked\nwith yearning until the Woggle-Bug, sauntering gloomily along a path,", "was. He had put on another hat, for the Woggle-Bug had a superstition\nthat to change his hat was to change his luck, and luck seemed to have\noverlooked the fact that he was in existence.", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "gas-bag, and the Woggle-Bug was bending over the edge of this, to see\nwhat it contained, when a warning cry from the crowd caused him to\npause and glance over his shoulder.", "The Woggle-Bug had escaped the Chinaman, but he didn't know whether to\nbe glad or not.", "The colored lady cast one glance behind her and imagined that Satan had\nat last arrived to claim her. For she had never before seen the\nWoggle-Bug, and was horrified by his sudden and unusual appearance." ], [ "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "\"I have the honor to be a Woggle-Bug, your Majesty!\" replied our hero,\nproudly.", "The Woggle-Bug took the hint.", "\"Was that your wife?\" asked the Woggle-Bug, in meek astonishment.\n\n\"Of course it is my wife,\" answered the man.", "\"Move on!\" said a gruff policeman, who came along swinging his club.\nAnd the Woggle-Bug obediently moved on, his brain working fast and", "He walked out to take the air, and noticing a crowd people standing in\nan open space and surrounding a huge brown object, our Woggle-Bug\nstopped to learn what the excitement was about.", "This was bad news for the Woggle-Bug; but he did not despair.\n\n\"Are you not afraid to kill me?\" he asked, as if surprised.", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "\"Sire, I am a Woggle-Bug, highly magnified and thoroughly educated. It\nis no exaggeration to say I am the greatest Woggle-Bug on earth.\"", "He took the upper-right hand of the Woggle-Bug, and after adjusting his\nspectacles bent over it with an air of great wisdom.", "\"There is wisdom in that,\" declared the Woggle-Bug, approvingly; \"a\nsingle glance at you makes me content with being so excellent a bug.\"", "gas-bag, and the Woggle-Bug was bending over the edge of this, to see\nwhat it contained, when a warning cry from the crowd caused him to\npause and glance over his shoulder.", "The triumphant joy of the Woggle-Bug can well be imagined. No more need\nhe chase the fleeting vision of his love--no more submit to countless", "amongst themselves with exceeding cheerfulness. So the Woggle-Bug\nselected a hat which fit him (his own having been crushed out of shape)\nand walked sorrowfully back to his lodgings.", "But the Woggle-Bug was suddenly in a hurry, and didn't wait to be\njumped on. Indeed, he ran so very fast that the man was content to let", "While the Woggle-Bug thus raved, the Chinaman's wife (who was Mattie De\nForest before she married him) heard the conversation, and decided this", "applied to a woggle-bug intellect, was not at all remarkable in this\ncountry, where everything is quite different than Oz. Yet the\nWoggle-Bug did not suspect this, and being, like so many other thoroughly", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "The colored lady cast one glance behind her and imagined that Satan had\nat last arrived to claim her. For she had never before seen the\nWoggle-Bug, and was horrified by his sudden and unusual appearance." ], [ "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "But the Woggle-Bug was suddenly in a hurry, and didn't wait to be\njumped on. Indeed, he ran so very fast that the man was content to let", "\"Move on!\" said a gruff policeman, who came along swinging his club.\nAnd the Woggle-Bug obediently moved on, his brain working fast and", "The Woggle-Bug took the hint.", "At once the knots in the ropes were untied, and the Woggle-Bug was\nfree. All the Arabs united to show him deference and every respectful", "applied to a woggle-bug intellect, was not at all remarkable in this\ncountry, where everything is quite different than Oz. Yet the\nWoggle-Bug did not suspect this, and being, like so many other thoroughly", "\"I have the honor to be a Woggle-Bug, your Majesty!\" replied our hero,\nproudly.", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "ONE day Mr. H. M. Woggle-Bug, T. E., becoming separated from his\ncomrades who had accompanied him from the Land of Oz, and finding that", "Down, down the Woggle-Bug sank; but so slowly that there was no danger\nin the flight. He began to see the earth again, lying beneath him like", "The colored lady cast one glance behind her and imagined that Satan had\nat last arrived to claim her. For she had never before seen the\nWoggle-Bug, and was horrified by his sudden and unusual appearance.", "The Woggle-Bug had escaped the Chinaman, but he didn't know whether to\nbe glad or not.", "Somebody cried: \"Stop, thief!\" and a policeman ran out to arrest him.\nBut the Woggle-Bug used his four hands to push the officer aside, and", "But the Woggle-Bug did not linger to be eradicated. With one wild bound\nhe cleared the door of the palace and sprinted up the entrance of the", "He walked out to take the air, and noticing a crowd people standing in\nan open space and surrounding a huge brown object, our Woggle-Bug\nstopped to learn what the excitement was about.", "But there were some scraps of cloth left, and to show that he was\nliberal and good-natured, the Shiek ordered these manufactured into a\nhandsome necktie, which he presented Woggle-Bug in another long speech.", "\"Was that your wife?\" asked the Woggle-Bug, in meek astonishment.\n\n\"Of course it is my wife,\" answered the man.", "You see, in the Land of Oz they use no money at all, so that when the\nWoggle-Bug arrived in America he did not possess a single penny. And no\none had presented him with any money since.", "The triumphant joy of the Woggle-Bug can well be imagined. No more need\nhe chase the fleeting vision of his love--no more submit to countless" ], [ "\"Two dollars a day,\" answered the foreman.\n\n\"Then,\" said the Woggle-Bug, \"you must pay me four dollars a day; for I\nhave four arms to their two, and can do double their work.\"", "\"That is nonsense,\" said the Woggle-Bug, digging with all his might;\n\"for they call you the foreman, and yet I only see one of you.\"", "\"Now these men,\" thought the Woggle-Bug, \"must get money for shoveling\nall that earth, else they wouldn't do it. Here is my chance to win the\ncharming vision of beauty in the shop window!\"", "It was just after noon that the Woggle-Bug hired as a ditch-digger in\norder to win his heart's desire; so at noon on the second day he quit", "\"If that is so, I'll pay you four dollars,\" agreed the man.\n\nThe Woggle-Bug was delighted.", "\"Be mine! Only be mine!\" continued the enraptured Woggle-Bug.\n\nThe Chinaman did not quite understand.\n\n\"Two dlolla a day,\" he answered, cautiously.", "applied to a woggle-bug intellect, was not at all remarkable in this\ncountry, where everything is quite different than Oz. Yet the\nWoggle-Bug did not suspect this, and being, like so many other thoroughly", "\"Sire, I am a Woggle-Bug, highly magnified and thoroughly educated. It\nis no exaggeration to say I am the greatest Woggle-Bug on earth.\"", "But the Woggle-Bug was suddenly in a hurry, and didn't wait to be\njumped on. Indeed, he ran so very fast that the man was content to let", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "\"There is wisdom in that,\" declared the Woggle-Bug, approvingly; \"a\nsingle glance at you makes me content with being so excellent a bug.\"", "\"I have the honor to be a Woggle-Bug, your Majesty!\" replied our hero,\nproudly.", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "The Woggle-Bug became thoughtful at this. He hated to squander his\nmoney, which he had come to regard a sort of purchase price with which", "widow did not, of course, understand his speech in the least; but she\ngathered the fact that the Woggle-Bug had id money, so she sighed and", "You see, in the Land of Oz they use no money at all, so that when the\nWoggle-Bug arrived in America he did not possess a single penny. And no\none had presented him with any money since.", "\"Do not, I beg of you, call me a beetle,\" exclaimed our hero, rather\npeevishly; \"for I am actually a Woggle-Bug, and Highly-Magnified at\nthat!\"", "\"I have seen them in a highly civilized state,\" replied the Woggle-Bug,\n\"and they're really further advanced than you might suppose.\"", "But there were some scraps of cloth left, and to show that he was\nliberal and good-natured, the Shiek ordered these manufactured into a\nhandsome necktie, which he presented Woggle-Bug in another long speech.", "\"Move on!\" said a gruff policeman, who came along swinging his club.\nAnd the Woggle-Bug obediently moved on, his brain working fast and" ], [ "This was bad news for the Woggle-Bug; but he did not despair.\n\n\"Are you not afraid to kill me?\" he asked, as if surprised.", "The man gave a roar of rage and jumped into the air with the intention\nof falling on the Woggle-Bug and hurting him with the knife and pistol.", "The colored lady cast one glance behind her and imagined that Satan had\nat last arrived to claim her. For she had never before seen the\nWoggle-Bug, and was horrified by his sudden and unusual appearance.", "\"I have the honor to be a Woggle-Bug, your Majesty!\" replied our hero,\nproudly.", "\"Move on!\" said a gruff policeman, who came along swinging his club.\nAnd the Woggle-Bug obediently moved on, his brain working fast and", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "\"Do not, I beg of you, call me a beetle,\" exclaimed our hero, rather\npeevishly; \"for I am actually a Woggle-Bug, and Highly-Magnified at\nthat!\"", "While the Woggle-Bug thus raved, the Chinaman's wife (who was Mattie De\nForest before she married him) heard the conversation, and decided this", "\"Was that your wife?\" asked the Woggle-Bug, in meek astonishment.\n\n\"Of course it is my wife,\" answered the man.", "applied to a woggle-bug intellect, was not at all remarkable in this\ncountry, where everything is quite different than Oz. Yet the\nWoggle-Bug did not suspect this, and being, like so many other thoroughly", "The Woggle-Bug took the hint.", "gas-bag, and the Woggle-Bug was bending over the edge of this, to see\nwhat it contained, when a warning cry from the crowd caused him to\npause and glance over his shoulder.", "But the Woggle-Bug was suddenly in a hurry, and didn't wait to be\njumped on. Indeed, he ran so very fast that the man was content to let", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "The Woggle-Bug had escaped the Chinaman, but he didn't know whether to\nbe glad or not.", "It was nearly evening when the widow pleaded fatigue and asked to be\ntaken home. For none of them was able to eat another morsel, and the\nWoggle-Bug wearied her with his protestations of boundless admiration.", "Now the poor Woggle-Bug, finding his affection scorned, was feeling\nvery blue and unhappy that evening, When he walked out, dressed (among", "It was here the wandering Woggle-Bug espied him; and, recognizing at\nonce the pattern and colors of his infatuating idol, he ran up and sat\nbeside the Chinaman, saying in agitated but educated tones:", "Somebody cried: \"Stop, thief!\" and a policeman ran out to arrest him.\nBut the Woggle-Bug used his four hands to push the officer aside, and", "The plundered Celestial was evidently vindictive, and intended to push\nthe wicked knife into the Woggle-Bug's body." ], [ "This was bad news for the Woggle-Bug; but he did not despair.\n\n\"Are you not afraid to kill me?\" he asked, as if surprised.", "Somebody cried: \"Stop, thief!\" and a policeman ran out to arrest him.\nBut the Woggle-Bug used his four hands to push the officer aside, and", "But the Woggle-Bug was suddenly in a hurry, and didn't wait to be\njumped on. Indeed, he ran so very fast that the man was content to let", "\"Move on!\" said a gruff policeman, who came along swinging his club.\nAnd the Woggle-Bug obediently moved on, his brain working fast and", "the Woggle-Bug and jarred him loose. The next instant he fluttered to\nthe ground, where his first act was to fold up his wings and tuck them", "The Woggle-Bug took the hint.", "But the Woggle-Bug had the strength of many men, and when he flopped\nthe big wings that were concealed by the tails of his coat, the\ngentlemen resting upon him were scattered like autumn leaves in a gust\nof wind.", "The Woggle-Bug had escaped the Chinaman, but he didn't know whether to\nbe glad or not.", "At once the knots in the ropes were untied, and the Woggle-Bug was\nfree. All the Arabs united to show him deference and every respectful", "The triumphant joy of the Woggle-Bug can well be imagined. No more need\nhe chase the fleeting vision of his love--no more submit to countless", "But the Woggle-Bug did not linger to be eradicated. With one wild bound\nhe cleared the door of the palace and sprinted up the entrance of the", "\"I have the honor to be a Woggle-Bug, your Majesty!\" replied our hero,\nproudly.", "The Woggle-Bug became thoughtful at this. He hated to squander his\nmoney, which he had come to regard a sort of purchase price with which", "\"Was that your wife?\" asked the Woggle-Bug, in meek astonishment.\n\n\"Of course it is my wife,\" answered the man.", "Being about as big, in his magnified state, as a man, the Woggle-Bug\ntook care to clothe himself like a man; only, instead of choosing sober", "applied to a woggle-bug intellect, was not at all remarkable in this\ncountry, where everything is quite different than Oz. Yet the\nWoggle-Bug did not suspect this, and being, like so many other thoroughly", "The colored lady cast one glance behind her and imagined that Satan had\nat last arrived to claim her. For she had never before seen the\nWoggle-Bug, and was horrified by his sudden and unusual appearance.", "gas-bag, and the Woggle-Bug was bending over the edge of this, to see\nwhat it contained, when a warning cry from the crowd caused him to\npause and glance over his shoulder.", "Down, down the Woggle-Bug sank; but so slowly that there was no danger\nin the flight. He began to see the earth again, lying beneath him like", "But the Woggle-Bug, squatted in the bottom of the basket and hugging\nhis precious parcel to his bosom, paid no attention to anything but his\nown thoughts." ], [ "was Bridget clothed in that same gorgeous gown of Wagnerian plaid that\nhad so fascinated his bugly heart.", "At the end of that time one of the women came op to them with a lovely\nwaistcoat which she had manufactured out of the Wagnerian plaids; and", "showed him the wax lady now dressed in a plain black tailor-made suit,\nand at once he knew the wearer of the Wagnerian plaids was his real\nlove, and not the stiff creature behind the glass.", "Meantime the widow had traded with a friend of hers (who had once been\na wash-lady for General Funston) the Wagnerian costume for a crazy", "happened to raise his eyes and see before him his heart's delight the\nvery identical Wagnerian plaids which had filled him with such\nunbounded affection.", "But his wife had conceived a great dislike for the Wagnerian check\ncostume that had won for her the Woggle-Bug's admiration. \"I'll never", "was that very Chinaman from whose body he had torn the Wagnerian\nplaids!", "red cloth covered with big checks which were so loud the fashion books\ncalled them \"Wagnerian Plaids.\"", "Still embracing the plaid costume with two arms, the Woggle-Bug tipped\nMr. Casey over with the other two. But Bridget made a bound and landed", "Bridget needed money; and as she had worn her brilliant costume once\nand allowed her friends to see how becoming it was, she carried it the\nnext morning to a second-hand dealer and sold it for three dollars in\ncash.", "But, alas for the uncertainty of all our hopes! Just as the Woggle-Bug\nreached the door he saw a lady coming out of the store dressed in\nidentical checks with which he had fallen in love!", "the street, his mahogany charmer in the Wagnerian Plaids had\ndisappeared from view.", "She took the gown and the four children to her home, where she lost no\ntime in trying on the costume, which fitted her as perfectly as a\nflour-sack does a peck of potatoes.", "and the wash-lady being colored--that is, she had a deep mahogany\ncomplexion--was delighted with her gorgeous gown and put it on the very", "Then the Woggle-Bug was escorted to the tents, where he suddenly\nremembered his precious plaids, and asked that the cloth he restored to\nhim.", "So she called Bridget and presented her with the dress, and the\ndelighted servant decided to wear it that night to Mickey Schwartz's\nball.", "he grasped firmly hold of the Wagnerian plaids with all four hands, and\ntore a goodly portion of it from the frightened Celestial's body.", "wear it again!\" she said to her husband, when he came in and told her\nthat the Woggle-Bug was gone.", "It is very queer, when we think of it, that the Woggle-Bug could not\nseparate the wearer of his lovely gown from the gown itself. Indeed, he", "Never had our friend the Woggle-Bug seen such a beautiful gown before,\nand it afflicted him so strongly that he straightaway fell in love with" ] ]

[ "What does The Bug have made of the dress's loud fabric? ", "Who takes an accidental balloon flight to Africa? ", "Who wants to kill the Woggle-Bug? ", "What is unique about the animals of the jungle? ", "What pattern is the fabric of the dress? ", "What color handkerchief does the Woggle-Bug carry? ", "What happens when the Woggle-Bug shows up to buy the dress? ", "What type of humor is prevalent in this story? ", "What does the Woggle-Bug love at the end of the story? ", "How much is the dress the Woggle-bug fell in love with?", "What did the sale tag read on the dress?", "How many days did the bug work to earn enough money to buy the dress?", "What job did the bug work to earn money to buy the dress?", "Where did the accidental balloon flight take the bug?", "Who wants to kill the bug while in Africa?", "What did the bug say would happen if he is killed?", "In the end what did the bug bring back to the city?", "What was the bugs feelings toward the necktie made from the dresses fabric?", "In which most famous work by Baum did an accidental balloon flight take place?", "Why does the Woggle-bug fall in love with the dress?", "What work did the Woggle-Bug do to get money to buy the dress?", "Where did the Woggle-Bug start his search?", "Who does the Woggle-Bug meet to talk to?", "How does the Woggle-Bug get to Africa?", "Why does the Woggle-Bug earn higher pay digging ditches?", "Who wanted to kill the Woggle-Bug?", "How did the Woggle-Bug prevent his murder?", "What happened to the Wagnerian Plaid dress?" ]

[ [ "A necktie. ", "A tie." ], [ "The Woggle-Bug", "The Woggle-bug." ], [ "Arabs", "Menacing Arabs want to kill hime." ], [ "They can talk. ", "They talk" ], [ "Wagnerian Plaid", "Wagnerian plaid" ], [ "Pink", "Pink. " ], [ "He discovers it's been sold already. ", "It was already sold" ], [ "Ethnic humor. ", "Ethnic humor" ], [ "His necktie. ", "His necktie." ], [ "$7.93", "$7.93" ], [ "Greatly reduced", "GREATLY REDUCED." ], [ "2 days", "Two" ], [ "A ditchdigger", "As a ditch digger." ], [ "To Africa", "Africa. " ], [ "Arabs", "Arabs. " ], [ "It would bring bad luck", "It would bring bad luck." ], [ "A necktie made from the dresses fabric", "A necktie made from the same fabric as the dress." ], [ "Happy and content", "He loved it" ], [ "The Wizard of Oz", "Wizard of Oz" ], [ "Because it brightly colored.", "The dress is bright, flashy and gaudy. " ], [ "Digging.", "As a ditchdigger" ], [ "The flea market.", "He starts his search through the second hand market in town." ], [ "Forest animals.", "He convinces the Arabs that his death will bring bad luck." ], [ "Hot air ballon", "An accidental balloon flight. " ], [ " He digs with all of his hands.", "Because he has four arms to dig with." ], [ "Arabs.", "The Arabs" ], [ "Making them fear negative consenquences from causing his death.", "He tells the men it would be bad luck." ], [ "It was made into a necktie for the Woggle-Bug.", "It as sold before he could purchase it." ] ]

[ [ "JULIA\nIf he is as deserving and sincere as you have represented him to me, he\nwill never give you up so. Yet consider, Lydia, you tell me he is but\nan ensign, and you have thirty thousand pounds.", "LYDIA\n'Tis true, sir; and your reproof bids me offer this gentleman my hand,\nand solicit the return of his affections.", "LYDIA\nNo, upon my word.--She really carries on a kind of correspondence with\nhim, under a feigned name though, till she chooses to be known to\nhim:--but it is a Delia or a Celia, I assure you.", "once, and seize my prize with security; but such is Lydia's caprice,\nthat to undeceive were probably to lose her. I'll see whether she knows", "tells her he'll get my consent to see her--ha! ha! Let him if he can, I\nsay again. Lydia, come down here!--[Calling.] He'll make me a", "LYDIA\n[Rising.] Then, sir, let me tell you, the interest you had there was\nacquired by a mean, unmanly imposition, and deserves the punishment of", "bright. By Heavens! I would fling all goods of fortune from me with a\nprodigal hand, to enjoy the scene where I might clasp my Lydia to my", "LYDIA\nHow mortifying, to remember the dear delicious shifts I used to be put\nto, to gain half a minute's conversation with this fellow! How often", "LYDIA\nWas always obliged to me for it, hey! Mr. Modesty?--But come, no more\nof that--our happiness is now as unalloyed as general.", "LYDIA\n[Aside.] Ay, the Captain Absolute you have seen.", "LYDIA\nMadam, I have told you my resolution!--I shall not only give him no\nencouragement, but I won't even speak to, or look at him. [Flings\nherself into a chair, with her face from the door.]", "FAULKLAND\nWhat can you mean?--Has Lydia changed her mind?--I should have thought\nher duty and inclination would now have pointed to the same object.", "LYDIA\nLet her choice be Captain Absolute, but Beverley is mine.\n\nMrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] I am astonished at her assurance!--to his face--this is to\nhis face!", "LYDIA\n[Aside.] She little thinks whom she is praising!--[Aloud.] So is\nBeverley, ma'am.", "JULIA\nI will now own to you, Lydia, that Mr. Faulkland had before informed me\nof the whole affair. Had young Absolute been the person you took him", "LYDIA\nMa'am, you once commanded me never to think of Beverley again--there is\nthe man--I now obey you: for, from this moment, I renounce him for\never. [Exit.]", "LYDIA\n'Twas the next day my aunt found the matter out. I intended only to\nhave teased him three days and a half, and now I've lost him for ever.", "JULIA\nTrue, Lydia--and our pleasure is the greater.--But what has been the\nmatter?--you were denied to me at first!", "LYDIA\nSo, while I fondly imagined we were deceiving my relations, and\nflattered myself that I should outwit and incense them all--behold my", "LYDIA\nO charming! And she really takes you for young Absolute?\n\nABSOLUTE\nOh, she's convinced of it." ], [ "Jack--you have been lying, ha'n't you? You have been playing the\nhypocrite, hey!--I'll never forgive you, if you ha'n't been lying and", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy then, Jack, my dear Jack, I will now inform you who the lady really\nis. Nothing but your passion and violence, you silly fellow, prevented", "Sir ANTHONY\nUpon my soul, Jack, thou art a very impudent fellow! to do you justice,\nI think I never saw a piece of more consummate assurance!", "know me, I could have sworn that was Jack!--Hey! Gad's life! it\nis.--Why, Jack, what are you afraid of? hey!--sure I'm right. Why Jack,", "LYDIA\nAsk the gentleman, ma'am.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nZounds! I shall be in a frenzy!--Why, Jack, you are not come out to be\nany one else, are you?", "Sir ANTHONY\nUpon my word, Jack, thou'rt either a very great hypocrite, or--but,", "Jack Absolute! [Goes up to him.]", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy now you talk sense--absolute sense--I never heard anything more\nsensible in my life. Confound you! you shall be Jack again.\n\nABSOLUTE\nI am happy in the appellation.", "Sir ANTHONY\nI hope your prayers may be heard, with all my heart. Well, then, Jack,\nI have been considering that I am so strong and hearty I may continue", "Sir ANTHONY\nWell, Jack, I am glad to see you, though I did not expect it, for I", "Sir ANTHONY\nNay, but Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully", "Sir ANTHONY\nZounds! the fellow's mad!--Stop whom? stop Jack?\n\nDAVID\nAy, the captain, sir!--there's murder and slaughter----", "insinuations of her tell-tale eyes! Then, Jack, her lips! O, Jack, lips\nsmiling at their own discretion; and if not smiling, more sweetly", "ABSOLUTE\nBriefly, I have deceived your aunt--I was informed that my new rival\nwas to visit here this evening, and contriving to have him kept away,\nhave passed myself on her for Captain Absolute.", "Sir ANTHONY\nVery apprehensive, I dare say, Jack.--What, you are recruiting here,\nhey?\n\nABSOLUTE\nYes, sir, I am on duty.", "ABSOLUTE\nHold, Bob--let me set you right--there is no such man as Beverley in\nthe case.--The person who assumed that name is before you; and as his", "LYDIA\nBut who is this? who! who! who?\n\nFAG\nMy master, ma'am--my master--I speak of my master.", "Sir ANTHONY\nOh, not at all!--Not at all! I'm in no hurry.--Ah! Jack, you", "Sir ANTHONY\nStay!--Why, I thought you were looking for me?--Pray, Jack, where is't\nyou are going?\n\nABSOLUTE\nGoing, sir?", "FAG\nNo.--Well, honest Thomas, I must puzzle you no farther:--briefly\nthen--Captain Absolute and Ensign Beverley are one and the same person.\n\nTHOMAS\nThe devil they are!" ], [ "LYDIA\nLet her choice be Captain Absolute, but Beverley is mine.\n\nMrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] I am astonished at her assurance!--to his face--this is to\nhis face!", "Scene II.--A Dressing-room in Mrs. MALAPROP's Lodgings.\n[LYDIA sitting on a sofa, with a book in her hand. Lucy, as just\nreturned from a message.]", "LYDIA\nThink not the idle threats of my ridiculous aunt can ever have any\nweight with me.\n\nMrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] Very dutiful, upon my word!", "LYDIA\nHeavens! What, Captain Absolute!\n\nMrs. MALAPROP\nOh, to be sure, you are frightened now!\n\nJULIA\nBut who are with him, sir?", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nNone, I assure you. I am under no positive engagement with Mr. Acres,\nand as Lydia is so obstinate against him, perhaps your son may have\nbetter success.", "Sir ANTHONY\nObjection!--let him object if he dare!--No, no, Mrs. Malaprop, Jack", "LYDIA\nO Lud! what has brought my aunt here?\n\n[Enter Mrs. MALAPROP, FAG, and DAVID.]", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nIt is impossible, Sir Anthony, she can have any. She will not say she\nhas.--[Aside to LYDIA.] Answer, hussy! why don't you answer?", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nCome, come, let's have no honour before ladies--Captain Absolute, come\nhere--How could you intimidate us so?--Here's Lydia has been terrified\nto death for you.", "Mrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] Warmth abated!--so!--she has been in a passion, I suppose.\n\nLYDIA\nNo--nor ever can while I have life.", "You must make his peace, Mrs. Malaprop:--you must tell her 'tis Jack's\nway--tell her 'tis all our ways--it runs in the blood of our family!", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nNo caparisons, miss, if you please. Caparisons don't become a young\nwoman. No! Captain Absolute is indeed a fine gentleman!", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nI am sorry to say, Sir Anthony, that my affluence over my niece is very\nsmall.--[Aside to LYDIA.] Turn round, Lydia: I blush for you!", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nCome, we must interrupt your billing and cooing awhile.\n\nLYDIA\nThis is worse than your treachery and deceit, you base ingrate!\n[Sobbing.]", "Mrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] I am impatient to know how the little hussy deports herself.\n\nABSOLUTE\nSo pensive, Lydia!--is then your warmth abated?", "* * * * * * *\n\n\nScene III--Mrs. MALAPROP's Lodgings.\n[Mrs. MALAPROP, with a letter in her hand, and CAPTAIN ABSOLUTE.]", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nSir Anthony, shall we leave them together?--[Aside to LYDIA.] Ah! you\nstubborn little vixen!", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nTake yourself to your room.--You are fit company for nothing but your\nown ill-humours.\n\nLYDIA\nWillingly, ma'am--I cannot change for the worse. [Exit.]", "[Mrs. MALAPROP seems to chide LYDIA.]", "Sir ANTHONY\nHang your respect and duty! But come along with me, I'll write a note\nto Mrs. Malaprop, and you shall visit the lady directly. Her eyes shall" ], [ "Sir ANTHONY\nOdd so!--I mustn't forget her though.--Yes, Jack, the independence I\nwas talking of is by marriage--the fortune is saddled with a wife--but\nI suppose that makes no difference.", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy then, Jack, my dear Jack, I will now inform you who the lady really\nis. Nothing but your passion and violence, you silly fellow, prevented", "Jack--you have been lying, ha'n't you? You have been playing the\nhypocrite, hey!--I'll never forgive you, if you ha'n't been lying and", "LYDIA\nAsk the gentleman, ma'am.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nZounds! I shall be in a frenzy!--Why, Jack, you are not come out to be\nany one else, are you?", "Jack, there never can be but one man in the world whom a truly modest\nand delicate woman ought to pair with in a country-dance; and, even", "JULIA\nNay, you are wrong entirely. We were contracted before my father's\ndeath. That, and some consequent embarrassments, have delayed what I", "Sir ANTHONY\nLet her foreclose, Jack; let her foreclose; they are not worth\nredeeming; besides, you have the angel's vows in exchange, I suppose;\nso there can be no loss there.", "Sir ANTHONY\nI hope your prayers may be heard, with all my heart. Well, then, Jack,\nI have been considering that I am so strong and hearty I may continue", "Sir ANTHONY\nOh, not at all!--Not at all! I'm in no hurry.--Ah! Jack, you", "Sir ANTHONY\nVery apprehensive, I dare say, Jack.--What, you are recruiting here,\nhey?\n\nABSOLUTE\nYes, sir, I am on duty.", "ABSOLUTE\n'Tis just as Fag told me, indeed. Whimsical enough, faith! My father\nwants to force me to marry the very girl I am plotting to run away", "LUCY\nSad news. Mr. Fag.--A worse rival than Acres! Sir Anthony Absolute has\nproposed his son.\n\nFAG\nWhat, Captain Absolute?", "Sir ANTHONY\nUpon my soul, Jack, thou art a very impudent fellow! to do you justice,\nI think I never saw a piece of more consummate assurance!", "was going to write to you on a little matter of business.--Jack, I have\nbeen considering that I grow old and infirm, and shall probably not\ntrouble you long.", "my telling you at first. Prepare, Jack, for wonder and rapture--prepare.\nWhat think you of Miss Lydia Languish?", "ABSOLUTE\nI am entirely at your disposal, sir: if you should think of addressing\nMiss Languish yourself, I suppose you would have me marry the aunt; or", "THOMAS\nSure I know Mr. Du-Peigne--you know his master is to marry Madam Julia.", "friend Faulkland seemed to proceed from what he calls the delicacy and\nwarmth of his affection for you--There, marry him directly, Julia;\nyou'll find he'll mend surprisingly!", "Sir ANTHONY\nWell, Jack, I am glad to see you, though I did not expect it, for I", "JULIA\nIf he is as deserving and sincere as you have represented him to me, he\nwill never give you up so. Yet consider, Lydia, you tell me he is but\nan ensign, and you have thirty thousand pounds." ], [ "Sir ANTHONY\nOdd so!--I mustn't forget her though.--Yes, Jack, the independence I\nwas talking of is by marriage--the fortune is saddled with a wife--but\nI suppose that makes no difference.", "ABSOLUTE\n'Tis just as Fag told me, indeed. Whimsical enough, faith! My father\nwants to force me to marry the very girl I am plotting to run away", "have proof controvertible of it.--But tell me, will you promise to do\nas you're bid? Will you take a husband of your friends' choosing?", "Sir ANTHONY\nI hope your prayers may be heard, with all my heart. Well, then, Jack,\nI have been considering that I am so strong and hearty I may continue", "Jack--you have been lying, ha'n't you? You have been playing the\nhypocrite, hey!--I'll never forgive you, if you ha'n't been lying and", "JULIA\nNay, you are wrong entirely. We were contracted before my father's\ndeath. That, and some consequent embarrassments, have delayed what I", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy then, Jack, my dear Jack, I will now inform you who the lady really\nis. Nothing but your passion and violence, you silly fellow, prevented", "ABSOLUTE\nWell, give it to me, and trust me he gets it.\n\nACRES\nThank you, my dear friend, my dear Jack; but it is giving you a great\ndeal of trouble.", "Jack, there never can be but one man in the world whom a truly modest\nand delicate woman ought to pair with in a country-dance; and, even", "LYDIA\nAsk the gentleman, ma'am.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nZounds! I shall be in a frenzy!--Why, Jack, you are not come out to be\nany one else, are you?", "Sir ANTHONY\nOh, not at all!--Not at all! I'm in no hurry.--Ah! Jack, you", "Sir ANTHONY\nCome, no excuses, Jack; why, your father, you rogue, was so before", "Sir ANTHONY\nLet her foreclose, Jack; let her foreclose; they are not worth\nredeeming; besides, you have the angel's vows in exchange, I suppose;\nso there can be no loss there.", "matter. Though he wa'n't the indulgent father that I am, Jack.", "ABSOLUTE\nI dare say not, sir.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nBut, Jack, you are not sorry to find your mistress is so beautiful?", "JULIA\nIf he is as deserving and sincere as you have represented him to me, he\nwill never give you up so. Yet consider, Lydia, you tell me he is but\nan ensign, and you have thirty thousand pounds.", "ABSOLUTE\nI am entirely at your disposal, sir: if you should think of addressing\nMiss Languish yourself, I suppose you would have me marry the aunt; or", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy now you talk sense--absolute sense--I never heard anything more\nsensible in my life. Confound you! you shall be Jack again.\n\nABSOLUTE\nI am happy in the appellation.", "Sir ANTHONY\nWell said, Jack, and I'll stand by you, my boy.", "Sir ANTHONY\nWell, Jack, I am glad to see you, though I did not expect it, for I" ], [ "Sir LUCIUS\nWhat, sir, did you not come here to fight Mr. Acres?\n\nFAULKLAND\nNot I, upon my word, sir.", "ACRES\nEgad, but I will, Jack. Sir Lucius has wrought me to it. He has left me\nfull of rage--and I'll fight this evening, that so much good passion\nmayn't be wasted.", "Christian.--Look'ee, Sir Lucius, there's no occasion at all for me to\nfight; and if it is the same to you, I'd as lieve let it alone.", "ACRES\nWhy no--Sir Lucius--I tell you, 'tis one Beverley I've challenged--a\nfellow, you see, that dare not show his face!--if he were here, I'd\nmake him give up his pretensions directly!", "Sir LUCIUS\nNow, I think he has given you the greatest provocation in the world.\nCan a man commit a more heinous offence against another than to fall in", "Sir LUCIUS\nYou see now this little explanation will put a stop at once to all\nconfusion or misunderstanding that might arise between you.\n\nACRES\nAy, we fight to prevent any misunderstanding.", "Sir LUCIUS\nPho! pho! you are little better than a coward.\n\nACRES\nMind, gentlemen, he calls me a coward; coward was the word, by my\nvalour!", "Sir LUCIUS\nO faith! I guessed you weren't come empty-handed--Well--let me see what\nthe dear creature says.\n\nLUCY\nThere, Sir Lucius. [Gives him a letter.]", "FAULKLAND\nMy weapons, sir!\n\nACRES\nOdds life! Sir Lucius, I'm not going to fight Mr. Faulkland; these are\nmy particular friends.", "Sir LUCIUS\nO fy!--consider your honour.\n\nACRES\nAy--true--my honour. Do, Sir Lucius, edge in a word or two every now\nand then about my honour.", "Sir LUCIUS\nNow--you're quite out--for if you stand so when I take my aim----\n[Levelling at him.]\n\nACRES\nZounds! Sir Lucius--are you sure it is not cocked?", "Sir LUCIUS\nThat's no reason. For give me leave to tell you, a man may think an\nuntruth as well as speak one.", "ABSOLUTE\nWhy no, Bob--not in this affair--it would not be quite so proper.\n\nACRES\nWell, then, I must get my friend Sir Lucius. I shall have your good\nwishes, however, Jack?", "Sir LUCIUS\nFaith! then I suppose you would aim at him best of all if he was out of\nsight!", "Sir LUCIUS\nPray, sir, be easy; the quarrel is a very pretty quarrel as it stands;\nwe should only spoil it by trying to explain it. However, your memory", "Sir LUCIUS\nI shall be very proud of instructing you.--Well for the present--but\nremember now, when you meet your antagonist, do every thing in a mild", "DAVID\nEvery body that I know of, Sir Anthony:--everybody is going to fight,\nmy poor master, Sir Lucius O'Trigger, your son, the captain----", "Sir LUCIUS\nI humbly thank you, sir, for the quickness of your\napprehension.--[Bowing.] You have named the very thing I would be at.", "Sir LUCIUS\nI suppose, Mr. Acres, you never were engaged in an affair of this kind\nbefore?\n\nACRES\nNo, Sir Lucius, never before.", "[Enter SERVANT.]\n\nSERVANT\nHere is Sir Lucius O'Trigger to wait on you, sir.\n\nACRES\nShow him in.\n\n[Exit SERVANT.]" ], [ "LYDIA\nMa'am, you once commanded me never to think of Beverley again--there is\nthe man--I now obey you: for, from this moment, I renounce him for\never. [Exit.]", "Sir ANTHONY\nCool!--not at all.--Well, Jack--and what will you say to Lydia?", "my telling you at first. Prepare, Jack, for wonder and rapture--prepare.\nWhat think you of Miss Lydia Languish?", "JULIA\nIf he is as deserving and sincere as you have represented him to me, he\nwill never give you up so. Yet consider, Lydia, you tell me he is but\nan ensign, and you have thirty thousand pounds.", "LYDIA\nThere is no bearing his insolence. [Bursts into tears.]\n\n[Re-enter Mrs. MALAPROP and Sir ANTHONY ABSOLUTE.]", "LYDIA\nAsk the gentleman, ma'am.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nZounds! I shall be in a frenzy!--Why, Jack, you are not come out to be\nany one else, are you?", "LYDIA\nMadam, I have told you my resolution!--I shall not only give him no\nencouragement, but I won't even speak to, or look at him. [Flings\nherself into a chair, with her face from the door.]", "LYDIA\n[Sullenly.] So!--there will be no elopement after all!", "LYDIA\nWith all my soul, ma'am--when I refuse my Beverley----", "LYDIA\nQuite the contrary. Since she has discovered her own frailty, she is\nbecome more suspicious of mine. Then I must inform you of another", "LYDIA\nMadam, I must tell you plainly, that had I no preferment for any one\nelse, the choice you have made would be my aversion.", "LYDIA\nNo, upon my word.--She really carries on a kind of correspondence with\nhim, under a feigned name though, till she chooses to be known to\nhim:--but it is a Delia or a Celia, I assure you.", "LYDIA\n'Tis true, sir; and your reproof bids me offer this gentleman my hand,\nand solicit the return of his affections.", "LYDIA\n'Twas the next day my aunt found the matter out. I intended only to\nhave teased him three days and a half, and now I've lost him for ever.", "LYDIA\nHeigh-ho! Though he has used me so, this fellow runs strangely in my\nhead. I believe one lecture from my grave cousin will make me recall\nhim.\n\n[Re-enter JULIA.]", "LYDIA\nBut you have not heard the worst. Unfortunately I had quarrelled with\nmy poor Beverley, just before my aunt made the discovery, and I have\nnot seen him since, to make it up.", "LYDIA\n[Rising.] Then, sir, let me tell you, the interest you had there was\nacquired by a mean, unmanly imposition, and deserves the punishment of", "Jack--you have been lying, ha'n't you? You have been playing the\nhypocrite, hey!--I'll never forgive you, if you ha'n't been lying and", "FAULKLAND\nWhat can you mean?--Has Lydia changed her mind?--I should have thought\nher duty and inclination would now have pointed to the same object.", "LYDIA\n[Aside.] I think my lover seems as little inclined to conversation as\nmyself.--How strangely blind my aunt must be!" ], [ "LYDIA\nNo, upon my word.--She really carries on a kind of correspondence with\nhim, under a feigned name though, till she chooses to be known to\nhim:--but it is a Delia or a Celia, I assure you.", "here!--I have a little scruple of conscience from this deceit; though I\nshould not be paid so well, if my hero knew that Delia was near fifty,\nand her own mistress.", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy then, Jack, my dear Jack, I will now inform you who the lady really\nis. Nothing but your passion and violence, you silly fellow, prevented", "you.--And, to show you I am not ungrateful, Captain Absolute, since you\nhave taken that lady from me, I'll give you my Delia into the bargain.", "LYDIA\nQuite the contrary. Since she has discovered her own frailty, she is\nbecome more suspicious of mine. Then I must inform you of another", "Sir LUCIUS\nPray, old gentlewoman, don't interfere where you have no\nbusiness.--Miss Languish, are you my Delia, or not?", "Sir LUCIUS\nO faith! I guessed you weren't come empty-handed--Well--let me see what\nthe dear creature says.\n\nLUCY\nThere, Sir Lucius. [Gives him a letter.]", "Surely I heard my cousin Julia's voice.\n\n[Re-enter LUCY.]\n\nLUCY\nLud! ma'am, here is Miss Melville.", "LYDIA\nBut who is this? who! who! who?\n\nFAG\nMy master, ma'am--my master--I speak of my master.", "Sir LUCIUS\nCome, come, Delia, we must be serious now--this is no time for\ntrifling.", "LYDIA\nHeigh-ho! Though he has used me so, this fellow runs strangely in my\nhead. I believe one lecture from my grave cousin will make me recall\nhim.\n\n[Re-enter JULIA.]", "before him.--Sir Lucius is generally more punctual, when he expects to\nhear from his _dear Delia_, as he calls her: I wonder he's not", "LYDIA\nWell, Julia, you are your own mistress, (though under the protection of\nSir Anthony), yet have you, for this long year, been a slave to the", "to myself, to inform myself that Beverley was at that time paying his\naddresses to another woman. I signed it _your friend unknown_, showed\nit to Beverley, charged him with his falsehood, put myself in a violent", "FAG\nNo, no, that is Madam Lucy, my master's mistress's maid. They lodge at\nthat house--but I must after him to tell him the news.", "LYDIA\nHeigh-ho!--Yes, I always know when Lady Slattern has been before me.\nShe has a most observing thumb; and, I believe, cherishes her nails for", "LYDIA\nO charming! And she really takes you for young Absolute?\n\nABSOLUTE\nOh, she's convinced of it.", "LYDIA\n[Aside.] She little thinks whom she is praising!--[Aloud.] So is\nBeverley, ma'am.", "LYDIA\n[Rising.] Then, sir, let me tell you, the interest you had there was\nacquired by a mean, unmanly imposition, and deserves the punishment of", "LYDIA\nIs it possible!----\n\n[Exit LUCY.]\n\n[Enter JULIA.]" ], [ "FAULKLAND\nBut I am myself a good deal ruffled by a difference I have had with\nJulia. My vile tormenting temper has made me treat her so cruelly, that\nI shall not be myself till we are reconciled.", "JULIA\nI ask not a moment. No, Faulkland, I have loved you for yourself: and\nif I now, more than ever, prize the solemn engagement which so long has", "FAULKLAND\nThere now! so hasty, Julia! so anxious to be free! If your love for me\nwere fixed and ardent, you would not lose your hold, even though I\nwished it!", "O Julia, I am come to you with such an appetite for consolation.--Lud!\nchild, what's the matter with you? You have been crying!--I'll be\nhanged if that Faulkland has not been tormenting you.", "FAULKLAND\n'Twas but your fancy, Julia. I was rejoiced to see you--to see you in\nsuch health. Sure I had no cause for coldness?", "FAULKLAND\nAh! Julia, that last word is grating to me. I would I had no title to\nyour gratitude! Search your heart, Julia; perhaps what you have", "FAULKLAND\nAlas! Julia, I am come to take a long farewell.\n\nJULIA\nHeavens! what do you mean?", "JULIA\nOh! Faulkland, you have not been more faulty in your unkind treatment\nof me, than I am now in wanting inclination to resent it. As my heart", "JULIA\nNay, this is caprice!\n\nLYDIA\nWhat, does Julia tax me with caprice?--I thought her lover Faulkland\nhad inured her to it.", "FAULKLAND\nThey told me Julia would return directly; I wonder she is not yet come!\nHow mean does this captious, unsatisfied temper of mine appear to my", "friend Faulkland seemed to proceed from what he calls the delicacy and\nwarmth of his affection for you--There, marry him directly, Julia;\nyou'll find he'll mend surprisingly!", "JULIA\nI never can be happy in your absence. If I wear a countenance of\ncontent, it is to show that my mind holds no doubt of my Faulkland's", "FAULKLAND\nThey have no weight with me, Julia: No, no--I am happy if you have been\nso--yet only say, that you did not sing with mirth--say that you\nthought of Faulkland in the dance.", "JULIA\nYou mistake the cause of my uneasiness!--Something has flurried me a\nlittle. Nothing that you can guess at.--[Aside.] I would not accuse\nFaulkland to a sister!", "FAULKLAND\nI am ashamed to own that it was pretended; yet in pity, Julia, do not\nkill me with resenting a fault which never can be repeated: but", "JULIA\nYet hear me,--My father loved you, Faulkland! and you preserved the\nlife that tender parent gave me; in his presence I pledged my", "ACRES\nWhat's the matter with the gentleman?\n\nABSOLUTE\nHe is only expressing his great satisfaction at hearing that Julia has\nbeen so well and happy--that's all--hey, Faulkland?", "JULIA\nHow this message has alarmed me! what dreadful accident can he mean?\nwhy such charge to be alone?--O Faulkland!--how many unhappy\nmoments--how many tears have you cost me.", "FAULKLAND\nJulia, I have proved you to the quick! and with this useless device I\nthrow away all my doubts. How shall I plead to be forgiven this last\nunworthy effect of my restless, unsatisfied disposition?", "JULIA\nI know not whither your insinuations would tend:--but as they seem\npressing to insult me, I will spare you the regret of having done\nso.--I have given you no cause for this! [Exit in tears.]" ], [ "LYDIA\nNo, upon my word.--She really carries on a kind of correspondence with\nhim, under a feigned name though, till she chooses to be known to\nhim:--but it is a Delia or a Celia, I assure you.", "LYDIA\nQuite the contrary. Since she has discovered her own frailty, she is\nbecome more suspicious of mine. Then I must inform you of another", "once, and seize my prize with security; but such is Lydia's caprice,\nthat to undeceive were probably to lose her. I'll see whether she knows", "JULIA\nIf he is as deserving and sincere as you have represented him to me, he\nwill never give you up so. Yet consider, Lydia, you tell me he is but\nan ensign, and you have thirty thousand pounds.", "LYDIA\n[Rising.] Then, sir, let me tell you, the interest you had there was\nacquired by a mean, unmanly imposition, and deserves the punishment of", "tells her he'll get my consent to see her--ha! ha! Let him if he can, I\nsay again. Lydia, come down here!--[Calling.] He'll make me a", "LYDIA\nWas always obliged to me for it, hey! Mr. Modesty?--But come, no more\nof that--our happiness is now as unalloyed as general.", "LYDIA\nThere is no bearing his insolence. [Bursts into tears.]\n\n[Re-enter Mrs. MALAPROP and Sir ANTHONY ABSOLUTE.]", "LYDIA\n[Aside.] I think my lover seems as little inclined to conversation as\nmyself.--How strangely blind my aunt must be!", "LYDIA\n'Tis true, sir; and your reproof bids me offer this gentleman my hand,\nand solicit the return of his affections.", "FAULKLAND\nWhat can you mean?--Has Lydia changed her mind?--I should have thought\nher duty and inclination would now have pointed to the same object.", "LYDIA\n'Twas the next day my aunt found the matter out. I intended only to\nhave teased him three days and a half, and now I've lost him for ever.", "bright. By Heavens! I would fling all goods of fortune from me with a\nprodigal hand, to enjoy the scene where I might clasp my Lydia to my", "[Enter LYDIA and MAID.]\n\nMAID\nMy mistress, ma'am, I know, was here just now--perhaps she is only in\nthe next room. [Exit.]", "LYDIA\nO charming! And she really takes you for young Absolute?\n\nABSOLUTE\nOh, she's convinced of it.", "LYDIA\nHow mortifying, to remember the dear delicious shifts I used to be put\nto, to gain half a minute's conversation with this fellow! How often", "LYDIA\nHeigh-ho! Though he has used me so, this fellow runs strangely in my\nhead. I believe one lecture from my grave cousin will make me recall\nhim.\n\n[Re-enter JULIA.]", "Now, Lydia, I insist on your behaving as becomes a young woman. Show\nyour good breeding, at least, though you have forgot your duty.", "JULIA\nTrue, Lydia--and our pleasure is the greater.--But what has been the\nmatter?--you were denied to me at first!", "LYDIA\nSo, while I fondly imagined we were deceiving my relations, and\nflattered myself that I should outwit and incense them all--behold my" ], [ "my telling you at first. Prepare, Jack, for wonder and rapture--prepare.\nWhat think you of Miss Lydia Languish?", "LYDIA\n'Tis true, sir; and your reproof bids me offer this gentleman my hand,\nand solicit the return of his affections.", "JULIA\nIf he is as deserving and sincere as you have represented him to me, he\nwill never give you up so. Yet consider, Lydia, you tell me he is but\nan ensign, and you have thirty thousand pounds.", "LYDIA\nAsk the gentleman, ma'am.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nZounds! I shall be in a frenzy!--Why, Jack, you are not come out to be\nany one else, are you?", "LYDIA\nHow mortifying, to remember the dear delicious shifts I used to be put\nto, to gain half a minute's conversation with this fellow! How often", "once, and seize my prize with security; but such is Lydia's caprice,\nthat to undeceive were probably to lose her. I'll see whether she knows", "bright. By Heavens! I would fling all goods of fortune from me with a\nprodigal hand, to enjoy the scene where I might clasp my Lydia to my", "LYDIA\nHeigh-ho! Though he has used me so, this fellow runs strangely in my\nhead. I believe one lecture from my grave cousin will make me recall\nhim.\n\n[Re-enter JULIA.]", "LYDIA\n'Twas the next day my aunt found the matter out. I intended only to\nhave teased him three days and a half, and now I've lost him for ever.", "LYDIA\n[Rising.] Then, sir, let me tell you, the interest you had there was\nacquired by a mean, unmanly imposition, and deserves the punishment of", "Sir ANTHONY\nCool!--not at all.--Well, Jack--and what will you say to Lydia?", "LYDIA\nSo, while I fondly imagined we were deceiving my relations, and\nflattered myself that I should outwit and incense them all--behold my", "LYDIA\nWas always obliged to me for it, hey! Mr. Modesty?--But come, no more\nof that--our happiness is now as unalloyed as general.", "LYDIA\nNo, upon my word.--She really carries on a kind of correspondence with\nhim, under a feigned name though, till she chooses to be known to\nhim:--but it is a Delia or a Celia, I assure you.", "tells her he'll get my consent to see her--ha! ha! Let him if he can, I\nsay again. Lydia, come down here!--[Calling.] He'll make me a", "LYDIA\nThere is no bearing his insolence. [Bursts into tears.]\n\n[Re-enter Mrs. MALAPROP and Sir ANTHONY ABSOLUTE.]", "JULIA\nCome, come, Lydia, hope for the best--Sir Anthony shall use his\ninterest with Mrs. Malaprop.", "LYDIA\n[Aside.] She little thinks whom she is praising!--[Aloud.] So is\nBeverley, ma'am.", "Jack--you have been lying, ha'n't you? You have been playing the\nhypocrite, hey!--I'll never forgive you, if you ha'n't been lying and", "LYDIA\nMadam, I have told you my resolution!--I shall not only give him no\nencouragement, but I won't even speak to, or look at him. [Flings\nherself into a chair, with her face from the door.]" ], [ "Sir LUCIUS\nO faith! I guessed you weren't come empty-handed--Well--let me see what\nthe dear creature says.\n\nLUCY\nThere, Sir Lucius. [Gives him a letter.]", "Lucius, let me be in a rage, if you love me. Come, here's pen and\npaper.--[Sits down to write.] I would the ink were red!--Indite, I say,", "Sir LUCIUS\nCaptain, give me your hand: an affront handsomely acknowledged becomes\nan obligation; and as for the lady, if she chooses to deny her own\nhand-writing, here---- [Takes out letters.]", "LYDIA\nNo, upon my word.--She really carries on a kind of correspondence with\nhim, under a feigned name though, till she chooses to be known to\nhim:--but it is a Delia or a Celia, I assure you.", "LUCY\nAh! Sir Lucius, if you were to hear how she talks of you!", "Sir LUCIUS\nSo I shall see nothing of you, unless it be by letter, till the\nevening.--I would do myself the honour to carry your message; but, to", "discovered our intercourse by a note she intercepted, and has confined\nme ever since! Yet, would you believe it? she has absolutely fallen in", "to myself, to inform myself that Beverley was at that time paying his\naddresses to another woman. I signed it _your friend unknown_, showed\nit to Beverley, charged him with his falsehood, put myself in a violent", "Sir LUCIUS\n_To prevent the confusion that might arise----_\n\nACRES\nWell----\n\nSir LUCIUS\n_From our both addressing the same lady----_", "FAG\nNo, no, that is Madam Lucy, my master's mistress's maid. They lodge at\nthat house--but I must after him to tell him the news.", "Sir LUCIUS\n[Reads.] _Sir--there is often a sudden incentive impulse in love, that\nhas a greater induction than years of domestic combination: such was", "LUCY\nWhat, would you have me tell her a lie?\n\nSir LUCIUS\nAh, then, you baggage! I'll make it a truth presently.", "Lucius; but mind, Lucy--if ever you betray what you are entrusted with\n(unless it be other people's secrets to me), you forfeit my malevolence", "Sir LUCIUS\nWith your leave, ma'am, I must put in a word here: I believe I could\ninterpret the young lady's silence. Now mark----\n\nLYDIA\nWhat is it you mean, sir?", "arrival; and receive answer, that the lady is to be otherwise disposed\nof.--This, Sir Lucius, I call being ill-used.", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nWell, at any rate, I shall be glad to get her from under my intuition.\nShe has somehow discovered my partiality for Sir Lucius", "LUCY\nHa! ha! ha! you gentlemen's gentlemen are so hasty.--That letter was\nfrom Mrs. Malaprop, simpleton.--She is taken with Sir Lucius's address.", "ha!--Well, but Mrs. Malaprop, as the girl seems so infatuated by this\nfellow, suppose you were to wink at her corresponding with him for a", "before him.--Sir Lucius is generally more punctual, when he expects to\nhear from his _dear Delia_, as he calls her: I wonder he's not", "LUCY\nSad news. Mr. Fag.--A worse rival than Acres! Sir Anthony Absolute has\nproposed his son.\n\nFAG\nWhat, Captain Absolute?" ], [ "Sir ANTHONY\nOdd so!--I mustn't forget her though.--Yes, Jack, the independence I\nwas talking of is by marriage--the fortune is saddled with a wife--but\nI suppose that makes no difference.", "ABSOLUTE\n'Tis just as Fag told me, indeed. Whimsical enough, faith! My father\nwants to force me to marry the very girl I am plotting to run away", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy then, Jack, my dear Jack, I will now inform you who the lady really\nis. Nothing but your passion and violence, you silly fellow, prevented", "Sir ANTHONY\nI hope your prayers may be heard, with all my heart. Well, then, Jack,\nI have been considering that I am so strong and hearty I may continue", "Jack--you have been lying, ha'n't you? You have been playing the\nhypocrite, hey!--I'll never forgive you, if you ha'n't been lying and", "ABSOLUTE\nWell, give it to me, and trust me he gets it.\n\nACRES\nThank you, my dear friend, my dear Jack; but it is giving you a great\ndeal of trouble.", "LYDIA\nAsk the gentleman, ma'am.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nZounds! I shall be in a frenzy!--Why, Jack, you are not come out to be\nany one else, are you?", "ABSOLUTE\nI dare say not, sir.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nBut, Jack, you are not sorry to find your mistress is so beautiful?", "Sir ANTHONY\nOh, not at all!--Not at all! I'm in no hurry.--Ah! Jack, you", "Jack, there never can be but one man in the world whom a truly modest\nand delicate woman ought to pair with in a country-dance; and, even", "JULIA\nI ask not a moment. No, Faulkland, I have loved you for yourself: and\nif I now, more than ever, prize the solemn engagement which so long has", "JULIA\nIf he is as deserving and sincere as you have represented him to me, he\nwill never give you up so. Yet consider, Lydia, you tell me he is but\nan ensign, and you have thirty thousand pounds.", "have proof controvertible of it.--But tell me, will you promise to do\nas you're bid? Will you take a husband of your friends' choosing?", "Sir ANTHONY\nHark'ee, Jack;--I have heard you for some time with patience--I have\nbeen cool--quite cool; but take care--you know I am compliance", "JULIA\nNay, you are wrong entirely. We were contracted before my father's\ndeath. That, and some consequent embarrassments, have delayed what I", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy now you talk sense--absolute sense--I never heard anything more\nsensible in my life. Confound you! you shall be Jack again.\n\nABSOLUTE\nI am happy in the appellation.", "Sir ANTHONY\nLet her foreclose, Jack; let her foreclose; they are not worth\nredeeming; besides, you have the angel's vows in exchange, I suppose;\nso there can be no loss there.", "possible. Yours ever and truly,_ Julia. There's stubbornness and\nresentment for you!--[Gives him the letter.] Why, man, you don't seem\none whit the happier at this!", "friend Faulkland seemed to proceed from what he calls the delicacy and\nwarmth of his affection for you--There, marry him directly, Julia;\nyou'll find he'll mend surprisingly!", "ACRES\nEgad, but I will, Jack. Sir Lucius has wrought me to it. He has left me\nfull of rage--and I'll fight this evening, that so much good passion\nmayn't be wasted." ], [ "FAULKLAND\nBut I am myself a good deal ruffled by a difference I have had with\nJulia. My vile tormenting temper has made me treat her so cruelly, that\nI shall not be myself till we are reconciled.", "FAULKLAND\nAlas! Julia, I am come to take a long farewell.\n\nJULIA\nHeavens! what do you mean?", "JULIA\nI ask not a moment. No, Faulkland, I have loved you for yourself: and\nif I now, more than ever, prize the solemn engagement which so long has", "O Julia, I am come to you with such an appetite for consolation.--Lud!\nchild, what's the matter with you? You have been crying!--I'll be\nhanged if that Faulkland has not been tormenting you.", "JULIA\nI never can be happy in your absence. If I wear a countenance of\ncontent, it is to show that my mind holds no doubt of my Faulkland's", "FAULKLAND\nAh! Julia, that last word is grating to me. I would I had no title to\nyour gratitude! Search your heart, Julia; perhaps what you have", "JULIA\nNay, this is caprice!\n\nLYDIA\nWhat, does Julia tax me with caprice?--I thought her lover Faulkland\nhad inured her to it.", "JULIA\nOh! Faulkland, you have not been more faulty in your unkind treatment\nof me, than I am now in wanting inclination to resent it. As my heart", "FAULKLAND\n'Twas but your fancy, Julia. I was rejoiced to see you--to see you in\nsuch health. Sure I had no cause for coldness?", "FAULKLAND\nThere now! so hasty, Julia! so anxious to be free! If your love for me\nwere fixed and ardent, you would not lose your hold, even though I\nwished it!", "FAULKLAND\nI am ashamed to own that it was pretended; yet in pity, Julia, do not\nkill me with resenting a fault which never can be repeated: but", "FAULKLAND\nThey have no weight with me, Julia: No, no--I am happy if you have been\nso--yet only say, that you did not sing with mirth--say that you\nthought of Faulkland in the dance.", "JULIA\nYet hear me,--My father loved you, Faulkland! and you preserved the\nlife that tender parent gave me; in his presence I pledged my", "FAULKLAND\nThey told me Julia would return directly; I wonder she is not yet come!\nHow mean does this captious, unsatisfied temper of mine appear to my", "JULIA\nYou mistake the cause of my uneasiness!--Something has flurried me a\nlittle. Nothing that you can guess at.--[Aside.] I would not accuse\nFaulkland to a sister!", "JULIA\nMust I never cease to tax my Faulkland with this teasing minute\ncaprice? Can the idle reports of a silly boor weigh in your breast\nagainst my tried affections?", "friend Faulkland seemed to proceed from what he calls the delicacy and\nwarmth of his affection for you--There, marry him directly, Julia;\nyou'll find he'll mend surprisingly!", "JULIA\nI know not whither your insinuations would tend:--but as they seem\npressing to insult me, I will spare you the regret of having done\nso.--I have given you no cause for this! [Exit in tears.]", "JULIA\nHow this message has alarmed me! what dreadful accident can he mean?\nwhy such charge to be alone?--O Faulkland!--how many unhappy\nmoments--how many tears have you cost me.", "FAULKLAND\nJulia, I have proved you to the quick! and with this useless device I\nthrow away all my doubts. How shall I plead to be forgiven this last\nunworthy effect of my restless, unsatisfied disposition?" ], [ "ACRES\nWhy no--Sir Lucius--I tell you, 'tis one Beverley I've challenged--a\nfellow, you see, that dare not show his face!--if he were here, I'd\nmake him give up his pretensions directly!", "ACRES\nWhat, quarrel with my dear friend Jack Absolute?--not if he were fifty\nBeverleys! Zounds! Sir Lucius, you would not have me so unnatural.", "ACRES\nOh!--There---- [Gives him the challenge.]\n\nABSOLUTE\n[Aside.] To Ensign Beverley.--So, what's going on now?--[Aloud.] Well,\nwhat's this?", "ACRES\nZounds! I won't be afraid!--Odds fire and fury! you shan't make me\nafraid.--Here is the challenge, and I have sent for my dear friend Jack\nAbsolute to carry it for me.", "Sir LUCIUS\nWhat, sir, did you not come here to fight Mr. Acres?\n\nFAULKLAND\nNot I, upon my word, sir.", "ACRES\nWhy, there's the matter; she has another lover, one Beverley, who, I am\ntold, is now in Bath.--Odds slanders and lies! he must be at the bottom\nof it.", "[Enter Sir LUCIUS O'TRIGGER.]\n\nSir LUCIUS\nMr. Acres, I am delighted to embrace you.\n\nACRES\nMy dear Sir Lucius, I kiss your hands.", "FAULKLAND\nMy weapons, sir!\n\nACRES\nOdds life! Sir Lucius, I'm not going to fight Mr. Faulkland; these are\nmy particular friends.", "FAG\nNo.--Well, honest Thomas, I must puzzle you no farther:--briefly\nthen--Captain Absolute and Ensign Beverley are one and the same person.\n\nTHOMAS\nThe devil they are!", "Sir LUCIUS\nPho! pho! you are little better than a coward.\n\nACRES\nMind, gentlemen, he calls me a coward; coward was the word, by my\nvalour!", "Sir LUCIUS\nNow--you're quite out--for if you stand so when I take my aim----\n[Levelling at him.]\n\nACRES\nZounds! Sir Lucius--are you sure it is not cocked?", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nO' my conscience, I believe so!--What do you mean by Beverley,\nhussy?--You saw Captain Absolute before to-day; there he is--your\nhusband that shall be.", "Sir LUCIUS\nO fy!--consider your honour.\n\nACRES\nAy--true--my honour. Do, Sir Lucius, edge in a word or two every now\nand then about my honour.", "LUCY\nSad news. Mr. Fag.--A worse rival than Acres! Sir Anthony Absolute has\nproposed his son.\n\nFAG\nWhat, Captain Absolute?", "LYDIA\nLet her choice be Captain Absolute, but Beverley is mine.\n\nMrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] I am astonished at her assurance!--to his face--this is to\nhis face!", "ACRES\nYou have business with Sir Anthony.--I expect a message from Mrs.\nMalaprop at my lodgings. I have sent also to my dear friend Sir Lucius", "ACRES\nEgad, but I will, Jack. Sir Lucius has wrought me to it. He has left me\nfull of rage--and I'll fight this evening, that so much good passion\nmayn't be wasted.", "Sir ANTHONY\nHang your respect and duty! But come along with me, I'll write a note\nto Mrs. Malaprop, and you shall visit the lady directly. Her eyes shall", "ACRES\n----Stay--stay, Jack.--If Beverley should ask you what kind of a man\nyour friend Acres is, do tell him I am a devil of a fellow--will you,\nJack?", "received notice in form. Poor Acres is dismissed!--Well, I have done\nhim a last friendly office, in letting him know that Beverley was here" ], [ "LYDIA\nAsk the gentleman, ma'am.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nZounds! I shall be in a frenzy!--Why, Jack, you are not come out to be\nany one else, are you?", "Sir ANTHONY\nCool!--not at all.--Well, Jack--and what will you say to Lydia?", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy sure she won't pretend to remember what she's ordered not!--ay,\nthis comes of her reading!\n\nLYDIA\nWhat crime, madam, have I committed, to be treated thus?", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy then, Jack, my dear Jack, I will now inform you who the lady really\nis. Nothing but your passion and violence, you silly fellow, prevented", "JULIA\nCome, come, Lydia, hope for the best--Sir Anthony shall use his\ninterest with Mrs. Malaprop.", "Sir LUCIUS\nWith your leave, ma'am, I must put in a word here: I believe I could\ninterpret the young lady's silence. Now mark----\n\nLYDIA\nWhat is it you mean, sir?", "LYDIA\nI see no Captain Absolute, but my loved Beverley!\n\nSir ANTHONY\nZounds! the girl's mad!--her brain's turned by reading.", "Sir ANTHONY\nPut up, Jack, put up, or I shall be in a frenzy--how came you in a\nduel, sir?", "Sir ANTHONY\nI hope, madam, that Miss Languish has reflected on the worth of this\ngentleman, and the regard due to her aunt's choice, and my", "LYDIA\nThere is no bearing his insolence. [Bursts into tears.]\n\n[Re-enter Mrs. MALAPROP and Sir ANTHONY ABSOLUTE.]", "Sir ANTHONY\nOdd so!--I mustn't forget her though.--Yes, Jack, the independence I\nwas talking of is by marriage--the fortune is saddled with a wife--but\nI suppose that makes no difference.", "JULIA\nYet I must go. Sir Anthony does not know I am here, and if we meet,", "Sir ANTHONY\nHark'ee, Jack;--I have heard you for some time with patience--I have\nbeen cool--quite cool; but take care--you know I am compliance", "resolved to wear a face of coolness and upbraiding. Sir Anthony's\npresence prevented my proposed expostulations: yet I must be satisfied\nthat she has not been so very happy in my absence. She is coming!", "my telling you at first. Prepare, Jack, for wonder and rapture--prepare.\nWhat think you of Miss Lydia Languish?", "Sir ANTHONY\nOh, not at all!--Not at all! I'm in no hurry.--Ah! Jack, you", "LUCY\nSad news. Mr. Fag.--A worse rival than Acres! Sir Anthony Absolute has\nproposed his son.\n\nFAG\nWhat, Captain Absolute?", "Sir ANTHONY\n'Tis a confounded lie!--I know you are in a passion in your heart; I\nknow you are, you hypocritical young dog! but it won't do.", "be obliged to go without him at last.--Oh, the devil! here's Sir\nAnthony! how shall I escape him? [Muffles up his face, and takes a\ncircle to go off.]", "LYDIA\nAh, Julia, I have a thousand things to tell you!--But first inform me\nwhat has conjured you to Bath?--Is Sir Anthony here?" ], [ "Sir LUCIUS\nWhat, sir, did you not come here to fight Mr. Acres?\n\nFAULKLAND\nNot I, upon my word, sir.", "ACRES\nEgad, but I will, Jack. Sir Lucius has wrought me to it. He has left me\nfull of rage--and I'll fight this evening, that so much good passion\nmayn't be wasted.", "Christian.--Look'ee, Sir Lucius, there's no occasion at all for me to\nfight; and if it is the same to you, I'd as lieve let it alone.", "ACRES\nWhy no--Sir Lucius--I tell you, 'tis one Beverley I've challenged--a\nfellow, you see, that dare not show his face!--if he were here, I'd\nmake him give up his pretensions directly!", "Sir LUCIUS\nNow, I think he has given you the greatest provocation in the world.\nCan a man commit a more heinous offence against another than to fall in", "Sir LUCIUS\nYou see now this little explanation will put a stop at once to all\nconfusion or misunderstanding that might arise between you.\n\nACRES\nAy, we fight to prevent any misunderstanding.", "Sir LUCIUS\nPho! pho! you are little better than a coward.\n\nACRES\nMind, gentlemen, he calls me a coward; coward was the word, by my\nvalour!", "Sir LUCIUS\nO faith! I guessed you weren't come empty-handed--Well--let me see what\nthe dear creature says.\n\nLUCY\nThere, Sir Lucius. [Gives him a letter.]", "FAULKLAND\nMy weapons, sir!\n\nACRES\nOdds life! Sir Lucius, I'm not going to fight Mr. Faulkland; these are\nmy particular friends.", "Sir LUCIUS\nO fy!--consider your honour.\n\nACRES\nAy--true--my honour. Do, Sir Lucius, edge in a word or two every now\nand then about my honour.", "Sir LUCIUS\nNow--you're quite out--for if you stand so when I take my aim----\n[Levelling at him.]\n\nACRES\nZounds! Sir Lucius--are you sure it is not cocked?", "Sir LUCIUS\nThat's no reason. For give me leave to tell you, a man may think an\nuntruth as well as speak one.", "ABSOLUTE\nWhy no, Bob--not in this affair--it would not be quite so proper.\n\nACRES\nWell, then, I must get my friend Sir Lucius. I shall have your good\nwishes, however, Jack?", "Sir LUCIUS\nFaith! then I suppose you would aim at him best of all if he was out of\nsight!", "Sir LUCIUS\nPray, sir, be easy; the quarrel is a very pretty quarrel as it stands;\nwe should only spoil it by trying to explain it. However, your memory", "Sir LUCIUS\nI shall be very proud of instructing you.--Well for the present--but\nremember now, when you meet your antagonist, do every thing in a mild", "DAVID\nEvery body that I know of, Sir Anthony:--everybody is going to fight,\nmy poor master, Sir Lucius O'Trigger, your son, the captain----", "Sir LUCIUS\nI humbly thank you, sir, for the quickness of your\napprehension.--[Bowing.] You have named the very thing I would be at.", "Sir LUCIUS\nI suppose, Mr. Acres, you never were engaged in an affair of this kind\nbefore?\n\nACRES\nNo, Sir Lucius, never before.", "[Enter SERVANT.]\n\nSERVANT\nHere is Sir Lucius O'Trigger to wait on you, sir.\n\nACRES\nShow him in.\n\n[Exit SERVANT.]" ], [ "ACRES\nWhy no--Sir Lucius--I tell you, 'tis one Beverley I've challenged--a\nfellow, you see, that dare not show his face!--if he were here, I'd\nmake him give up his pretensions directly!", "ACRES\nWhy, you don't wish me to kill him--do you, Jack?\n\nABSOLUTE\nNo, upon my soul, I do not. But a devil of a fellow, hey? [Going.]", "ACRES\nAh, do, do--and if that frightens him, egad, perhaps he mayn't come. So\ntell him I generally kill a man a week; will you, Jack?", "ACRES\nEgad, but I will, Jack. Sir Lucius has wrought me to it. He has left me\nfull of rage--and I'll fight this evening, that so much good passion\nmayn't be wasted.", "FAULKLAND\nMy weapons, sir!\n\nACRES\nOdds life! Sir Lucius, I'm not going to fight Mr. Faulkland; these are\nmy particular friends.", "ACRES\nZounds! I won't be afraid!--Odds fire and fury! you shan't make me\nafraid.--Here is the challenge, and I have sent for my dear friend Jack\nAbsolute to carry it for me.", "ACRES\nWhat, quarrel with my dear friend Jack Absolute?--not if he were fifty\nBeverleys! Zounds! Sir Lucius, you would not have me so unnatural.", "Sir LUCIUS\nWhat, sir, did you not come here to fight Mr. Acres?\n\nFAULKLAND\nNot I, upon my word, sir.", "ABSOLUTE\nWell, give it to me, and trust me he gets it.\n\nACRES\nThank you, my dear friend, my dear Jack; but it is giving you a great\ndeal of trouble.", "ACRES\n----Stay--stay, Jack.--If Beverley should ask you what kind of a man\nyour friend Acres is, do tell him I am a devil of a fellow--will you,\nJack?", "ACRES\nZounds! we might as well fight in a sentry-box! I tell you, Sir Lucius,\nthe farther he is off, the cooler I shall take my aim.", "ACRES\nNothing--nothing--my dear friend--my dear Sir Lucius--but I--I--I don't\nfeel quite so bold, somehow, as I did.", "ACRES\nIt won't do, David--I am determined to fight--so get along you coward,\nwhile I'm in the mind.\n\n[Enter SERVANT.]", "ACRES\nBy my valour, I should like to see you fight first! Odds life! I should\nlike to see you kill him if it was only to get a little lesson.", "ACRES\nBy my valour! then, Sir Lucius, forty yards is a good distance. Odds\nlevels and aims!--I say it is a good distance.", "ACRES\nMind, I give up all my claim--I make no pretensions to any thing in the\nworld; and if I can't get a wife without fighting for her, by my\nvalour! I'll live a bachelor.", "ACRES\nLook'ee, Sir Lucius, 'tisn't that I mind the word coward--coward may be\nsaid in joke--But if you had called me a poltroon, odds daggers and\nballs----", "ACRES\nBut, David, now, you don't think there is such very, very, very great\ndanger, hey?--Odds life! people often fight without any mischief done!", "ACRES\nNo--I say--we won't run, by my valour!\n\nSir LUCIUS\nWhat the devil's the matter with you?", "ACRES\nNo, David--in that case!--odds crowns and laurels! your honour follows\nyou to the grave.\n\nDAVID\nNow, that's just the place where I could make a shift to do without it." ], [ "LYDIA\n'Tis true, sir; and your reproof bids me offer this gentleman my hand,\nand solicit the return of his affections.", "LYDIA\nNo, upon my word.--She really carries on a kind of correspondence with\nhim, under a feigned name though, till she chooses to be known to\nhim:--but it is a Delia or a Celia, I assure you.", "once, and seize my prize with security; but such is Lydia's caprice,\nthat to undeceive were probably to lose her. I'll see whether she knows", "bright. By Heavens! I would fling all goods of fortune from me with a\nprodigal hand, to enjoy the scene where I might clasp my Lydia to my", "LYDIA\n[Aside.] She little thinks whom she is praising!--[Aloud.] So is\nBeverley, ma'am.", "LYDIA\n[Rising.] Then, sir, let me tell you, the interest you had there was\nacquired by a mean, unmanly imposition, and deserves the punishment of", "LYDIA\nMa'am, you once commanded me never to think of Beverley again--there is\nthe man--I now obey you: for, from this moment, I renounce him for\never. [Exit.]", "LYDIA\nWas always obliged to me for it, hey! Mr. Modesty?--But come, no more\nof that--our happiness is now as unalloyed as general.", "tells her he'll get my consent to see her--ha! ha! Let him if he can, I\nsay again. Lydia, come down here!--[Calling.] He'll make me a", "LYDIA\nQuite the contrary. Since she has discovered her own frailty, she is\nbecome more suspicious of mine. Then I must inform you of another", "JULIA\nIf he is as deserving and sincere as you have represented him to me, he\nwill never give you up so. Yet consider, Lydia, you tell me he is but\nan ensign, and you have thirty thousand pounds.", "LYDIA\nLet her choice be Captain Absolute, but Beverley is mine.\n\nMrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] I am astonished at her assurance!--to his face--this is to\nhis face!", "JULIA\nTrue, Lydia--and our pleasure is the greater.--But what has been the\nmatter?--you were denied to me at first!", "LYDIA\nMadam, I have told you my resolution!--I shall not only give him no\nencouragement, but I won't even speak to, or look at him. [Flings\nherself into a chair, with her face from the door.]", "LYDIA\n[Aside.] I think my lover seems as little inclined to conversation as\nmyself.--How strangely blind my aunt must be!", "JULIA\nI will now own to you, Lydia, that Mr. Faulkland had before informed me\nof the whole affair. Had young Absolute been the person you took him", "engaging me in this duel has started an idea in my head, which I will\ninstantly pursue. I'll use it as the touchstone of Julia's sincerity", "FAULKLAND\nWhat can you mean?--Has Lydia changed her mind?--I should have thought\nher duty and inclination would now have pointed to the same object.", "LYDIA\n[Aside.] Ay, the Captain Absolute you have seen.", "my telling you at first. Prepare, Jack, for wonder and rapture--prepare.\nWhat think you of Miss Lydia Languish?" ], [ "SCENE--Bath.\n\nTime of action--Five hours.\n\n* * * * * * *\n\nPROLOGUE\nBy the AUTHOR", "ABSOLUTE\nWell, sir, since you are so bent on it, the sooner the better; let it\nbe this evening--here, by the Spring Gardens. We shall scarcely be\ninterrupted.", "FAG\nTrue, ma'am, as you say, one should be quick in divulging matters of\nthis nature; for should we be tedious, perhaps while we are flourishing\non the subject, two or three lives may be lost!", "* * * * * * * * * * *\n\n\nACT III\n\n* * * * * * *", "ACRES\nWhy, there's the matter; she has another lover, one Beverley, who, I am\ntold, is now in Bath.--Odds slanders and lies! he must be at the bottom\nof it.", "* * * * * * * * * * *\n\n\nACT II\n\n* * * * * * *", "Sir ANTHONY\nOh, the dog! I see his tricks.--Do you know the place?\n\nDAVID\nKing's-Mead-Fields.", "FAG\nPretty well, Thomas, pretty well--'tis a good lounge; in the morning we\ngo to the pump-room (though neither my master nor I drink the waters);", "ABSOLUTE\nStay, Faulkland, this Acres lives within a mile of Sir Anthony, and he\nshall tell you how your mistress has been ever since you left\nher.--Fag, show this gentleman up.", "Scene I--ACRES' Lodgings.\n[ACRES and DAVID.]", "ACRES\nZounds! we might as well fight in a sentry-box! I tell you, Sir Lucius,\nthe farther he is off, the cooler I shall take my aim.", "FAG\nNo, no, that is Madam Lucy, my master's mistress's maid. They lodge at\nthat house--but I must after him to tell him the news.", "* * * * * * *\n\n\nScene I.--A street.\n[Enter THOMAS; he crosses the stage; FAG follows, looking after him.]", "ACRES\nAh, do, do--and if that frightens him, egad, perhaps he mayn't come. So\ntell him I generally kill a man a week; will you, Jack?", "JULIA\nYet I must go. Sir Anthony does not know I am here, and if we meet,", "Mr. Fag, what kind of a place is this Bath?--I ha' heard a deal of\nit--here's a mort o' merrymaking, hey?", "On the cold deck, far from her arms removed,\n Still hums the ditty which his Susan loved;\n And while around the cadence rude is blown,", "FAG\nI think I can find it, ma'am; and one good thing is, we shall hear the\nreport of the pistols as we draw near, so we can't well miss\nthem;--never fear, ma'am, never fear.", "LYDIA\n[Rising.] Then, sir, let me tell you, the interest you had there was\nacquired by a mean, unmanly imposition, and deserves the punishment of", "LYDIA\n'Twas the next day my aunt found the matter out. I intended only to\nhave teased him three days and a half, and now I've lost him for ever." ], [ "FAG\nTrue, ma'am, as you say, one should be quick in divulging matters of\nthis nature; for should we be tedious, perhaps while we are flourishing\non the subject, two or three lives may be lost!", "FAG\nAh! Thomas, there lies the mystery o' the matter. Hark'ee, Thomas, my\nmaster is in love with a lady of a very singular taste: a lady who", "* * * * * * * * * * *\n\n\nACT II\n\n* * * * * * *", "FAG\nFaith, ma'am, one is a young gentleman whom I should be very sorry any\nthing was to happen to--a very pretty behaved gentleman! We have lived\nmuch together, and always on terms.", "[Re-enter LUCY.]\n\nLUCY\nO Lud! ma'am, they are both coming up stairs.", "ACRES\nWhy, there's the matter; she has another lover, one Beverley, who, I am\ntold, is now in Bath.--Odds slanders and lies! he must be at the bottom\nof it.", "[Exeunt omnes.]\n\n\n* * * * * * * * * *\n\n\nEPILOGUE\nBy the Author\n\nSpoken by MRS. BULKLEY", "LYDIA\nQuite the contrary. Since she has discovered her own frailty, she is\nbecome more suspicious of mine. Then I must inform you of another", "ABSOLUTE\nWell, give it to me, and trust me he gets it.\n\nACRES\nThank you, my dear friend, my dear Jack; but it is giving you a great\ndeal of trouble.", "DAVID\nMy poor master--under favour for mentioning him first. You know me, my\nlady--I am David--and my master of course is, or was, Squire Acres.\nThen comes Squire Faulkland.", "LYDIA\n'Twas the next day my aunt found the matter out. I intended only to\nhave teased him three days and a half, and now I've lost him for ever.", "SCENE--Bath.\n\nTime of action--Five hours.\n\n* * * * * * *\n\nPROLOGUE\nBy the AUTHOR", "* * * * * * *\n\n\nScene I.--A street.\n[Enter THOMAS; he crosses the stage; FAG follows, looking after him.]", "On the cold deck, far from her arms removed,\n Still hums the ditty which his Susan loved;\n And while around the cadence rude is blown,", "JULIA\n[Aside.] He seems dejected and unhappy--not sullen; there was some\nfoundation, however, for the tale he told me--O woman! how true should\nbe your judgment, when your resolution is so weak!", "FAG\nNo, no, that is Madam Lucy, my master's mistress's maid. They lodge at\nthat house--but I must after him to tell him the news.", "Sir LUCIUS\nO faith! I guessed you weren't come empty-handed--Well--let me see what\nthe dear creature says.\n\nLUCY\nThere, Sir Lucius. [Gives him a letter.]", "LYDIA\n[Aside.] I think my lover seems as little inclined to conversation as\nmyself.--How strangely blind my aunt must be!", "LYDIA\n[Rising.] Then, sir, let me tell you, the interest you had there was\nacquired by a mean, unmanly imposition, and deserves the punishment of", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy then, Jack, my dear Jack, I will now inform you who the lady really\nis. Nothing but your passion and violence, you silly fellow, prevented" ], [ "FAG\nAh! Thomas, there lies the mystery o' the matter. Hark'ee, Thomas, my\nmaster is in love with a lady of a very singular taste: a lady who", "JULIA\nI ask not a moment. No, Faulkland, I have loved you for yourself: and\nif I now, more than ever, prize the solemn engagement which so long has", "JULIA\nYet hear me,--My father loved you, Faulkland! and you preserved the\nlife that tender parent gave me; in his presence I pledged my", "JULIA\nNay, this is caprice!\n\nLYDIA\nWhat, does Julia tax me with caprice?--I thought her lover Faulkland\nhad inured her to it.", "FAULKLAND\nThey have no weight with me, Julia: No, no--I am happy if you have been\nso--yet only say, that you did not sing with mirth--say that you\nthought of Faulkland in the dance.", "FAG\nI fancy not, sir; he has seen no one since he came in but his\ngentleman, who was with him at Bristol.--I think, sir, I hear Mr.\nFaulkland coming down----", "JULIA\nOh! Faulkland, you have not been more faulty in your unkind treatment\nof me, than I am now in wanting inclination to resent it. As my heart", "FAULKLAND\nIndeed! I did hear that she had been a little indisposed.\n\nACRES\nFalse, false, sir--only said to vex you: quite the reverse, I assure\nyou.", "friend Faulkland seemed to proceed from what he calls the delicacy and\nwarmth of his affection for you--There, marry him directly, Julia;\nyou'll find he'll mend surprisingly!", "FAULKLAND\nThere now! so hasty, Julia! so anxious to be free! If your love for me\nwere fixed and ardent, you would not lose your hold, even though I\nwished it!", "DAVID\nMy poor master--under favour for mentioning him first. You know me, my\nlady--I am David--and my master of course is, or was, Squire Acres.\nThen comes Squire Faulkland.", "JULIA\nI never can be happy in your absence. If I wear a countenance of\ncontent, it is to show that my mind holds no doubt of my Faulkland's", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy then, Jack, my dear Jack, I will now inform you who the lady really\nis. Nothing but your passion and violence, you silly fellow, prevented", "JULIA\nHold, Faulkland!--that you are free from a crime, which I before feared\nto name, Heaven knows how sincerely I rejoice! These are tears of", "ABSOLUTE\nStay, Faulkland, this Acres lives within a mile of Sir Anthony, and he\nshall tell you how your mistress has been ever since you left\nher.--Fag, show this gentleman up.", "FAULKLAND\nThere, Jack, there.--Oh, by my soul! there is an innate levity in\nwoman, that nothing can overcome.--What! happy, and I away!", "O Julia, I am come to you with such an appetite for consolation.--Lud!\nchild, what's the matter with you? You have been crying!--I'll be\nhanged if that Faulkland has not been tormenting you.", "JULIA\nGratitude may have strengthened my attachment to Mr. Faulkland, but I\nloved him before he had preserved me; yet surely that alone were an\nobligation sufficient.", "FAULKLAND\nNay then, you trifle too long--if you are sure of her, propose to the\naunt in your own character, and write to Sir Anthony for his consent.", "FAULKLAND\n'Twas but your fancy, Julia. I was rejoiced to see you--to see you in\nsuch health. Sure I had no cause for coldness?" ], [ "ACRES\nWhy no--Sir Lucius--I tell you, 'tis one Beverley I've challenged--a\nfellow, you see, that dare not show his face!--if he were here, I'd\nmake him give up his pretensions directly!", "ACRES\nWhy, there's the matter; she has another lover, one Beverley, who, I am\ntold, is now in Bath.--Odds slanders and lies! he must be at the bottom\nof it.", "ACRES\nOh!--There---- [Gives him the challenge.]\n\nABSOLUTE\n[Aside.] To Ensign Beverley.--So, what's going on now?--[Aloud.] Well,\nwhat's this?", "ACRES\n----Stay--stay, Jack.--If Beverley should ask you what kind of a man\nyour friend Acres is, do tell him I am a devil of a fellow--will you,\nJack?", "ACRES\nWhat, quarrel with my dear friend Jack Absolute?--not if he were fifty\nBeverleys! Zounds! Sir Lucius, you would not have me so unnatural.", "ACRES\nEgad, but I will, Jack. Sir Lucius has wrought me to it. He has left me\nfull of rage--and I'll fight this evening, that so much good passion\nmayn't be wasted.", "received notice in form. Poor Acres is dismissed!--Well, I have done\nhim a last friendly office, in letting him know that Beverley was here", "ACRES\nAbsolutely I propose so--then if I can find out this Ensign Beverley,\nodds triggers and flints! I'll make him know the difference o't.", "ACRES\nZounds! I won't be afraid!--Odds fire and fury! you shan't make me\nafraid.--Here is the challenge, and I have sent for my dear friend Jack\nAbsolute to carry it for me.", "FAULKLAND\nMy weapons, sir!\n\nACRES\nOdds life! Sir Lucius, I'm not going to fight Mr. Faulkland; these are\nmy particular friends.", "Sir LUCIUS\nWhat, sir, did you not come here to fight Mr. Acres?\n\nFAULKLAND\nNot I, upon my word, sir.", "ACRES\nBy my valour! then, Sir Lucius, forty yards is a good distance. Odds\nlevels and aims!--I say it is a good distance.", "ACRES\nAh, do, do--and if that frightens him, egad, perhaps he mayn't come. So\ntell him I generally kill a man a week; will you, Jack?", "FAULKLAND\nIndeed! I did hear that she had been a little indisposed.\n\nACRES\nFalse, false, sir--only said to vex you: quite the reverse, I assure\nyou.", "ACRES\nBy my valour, I should like to see you fight first! Odds life! I should\nlike to see you kill him if it was only to get a little lesson.", "ACRES\nNot in the least! Odds backs and abettors! I'll be your second with all\nmy heart--and if you should get a quietus, you may command me entirely.", "to myself, to inform myself that Beverley was at that time paying his\naddresses to another woman. I signed it _your friend unknown_, showed\nit to Beverley, charged him with his falsehood, put myself in a violent", "question; and it is ridiculous enough to hear him complain to me of one\nBeverley, a concealed skulking rival, who----", "ACRES\nZounds! we might as well fight in a sentry-box! I tell you, Sir Lucius,\nthe farther he is off, the cooler I shall take my aim.", "ACRES\nThere are two of them indeed!--well--let them come--hey, Sir\nLucius!--we--we--we--we--won't run.\n\nSir LUCIUS\nRun!" ], [ "ACRES\nWhy no--Sir Lucius--I tell you, 'tis one Beverley I've challenged--a\nfellow, you see, that dare not show his face!--if he were here, I'd\nmake him give up his pretensions directly!", "Sir LUCIUS\nO faith! I guessed you weren't come empty-handed--Well--let me see what\nthe dear creature says.\n\nLUCY\nThere, Sir Lucius. [Gives him a letter.]", "Sir LUCIUS\nNow, I think he has given you the greatest provocation in the world.\nCan a man commit a more heinous offence against another than to fall in", "Sir LUCIUS\nWhat, sir, did you not come here to fight Mr. Acres?\n\nFAULKLAND\nNot I, upon my word, sir.", "Sir LUCIUS\nCaptain, give me your hand: an affront handsomely acknowledged becomes\nan obligation; and as for the lady, if she chooses to deny her own\nhand-writing, here---- [Takes out letters.]", "Sir LUCIUS\nPho! pho! you are little better than a coward.\n\nACRES\nMind, gentlemen, he calls me a coward; coward was the word, by my\nvalour!", "Sir LUCIUS\nNow--you're quite out--for if you stand so when I take my aim----\n[Levelling at him.]\n\nACRES\nZounds! Sir Lucius--are you sure it is not cocked?", "Sir LUCIUS\nFaith! then I suppose you would aim at him best of all if he was out of\nsight!", "Sir LUCIUS\nI suppose, Mr. Acres, you never were engaged in an affair of this kind\nbefore?\n\nACRES\nNo, Sir Lucius, never before.", "Sir LUCIUS\nI shall be very proud of instructing you.--Well for the present--but\nremember now, when you meet your antagonist, do every thing in a mild", "Christian.--Look'ee, Sir Lucius, there's no occasion at all for me to\nfight; and if it is the same to you, I'd as lieve let it alone.", "Sir LUCIUS\nO fy!--consider your honour.\n\nACRES\nAy--true--my honour. Do, Sir Lucius, edge in a word or two every now\nand then about my honour.", "Sir LUCIUS\nI humbly thank you, sir, for the quickness of your\napprehension.--[Bowing.] You have named the very thing I would be at.", "FAULKLAND\nMy weapons, sir!\n\nACRES\nOdds life! Sir Lucius, I'm not going to fight Mr. Faulkland; these are\nmy particular friends.", "Sir LUCIUS\nPray compose yourself.\n\nACRES\nCome--now, shall I begin with an oath? Do, Sir Lucius, let me begin\nwith a damme.", "Sir LUCIUS\nWith your leave, ma'am, I must put in a word here: I believe I could\ninterpret the young lady's silence. Now mark----\n\nLYDIA\nWhat is it you mean, sir?", "arrival; and receive answer, that the lady is to be otherwise disposed\nof.--This, Sir Lucius, I call being ill-used.", "FAULKLAND\nNay, there must be some mistake, sure. Sir Lucius shall explain\nhimself, and I dare say matters may be accommodated. But this evening\ndid you say? I wish it had been any other time.", "Sir LUCIUS\nPho! pho! nonsense! three or four feet between the mouths of your\npistols is as good as a mile.", "[Enter SERVANT.]\n\nSERVANT\nHere is Sir Lucius O'Trigger to wait on you, sir.\n\nACRES\nShow him in.\n\n[Exit SERVANT.]" ], [ "Mrs. MALAPROP\nFy, fy, Sir Anthony! you surely speak laconically.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nWhy, Mrs. Malaprop, in moderation now, what would you have a woman\nknow?", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nThere, Sir Anthony, there sits the deliberate simpleton who wants to\ndisgrace her family, and lavish herself on a fellow not worth a\nshilling.", "is the honour of being allied to Mrs. Malaprop; of whose intellectual\naccomplishments, elegant manners, and unaffected learning, no tongue is\nsilent.", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nNo caparisons, miss, if you please. Caparisons don't become a young\nwoman. No! Captain Absolute is indeed a fine gentleman!", "Mrs. MALAPROP\n'Twould be a trick she well deserves; besides, you know the fellow", "* * * * * * *\n\n\nScene III--Mrs. MALAPROP's Lodgings.\n[Mrs. MALAPROP, with a letter in her hand, and CAPTAIN ABSOLUTE.]", "Sir ANTHONY\nWell, well, Mrs. Malaprop, I will dispute the point no further with\nyou; though I must confess, that you are a truly moderate and polite", "Sir ANTHONY\nCome, Mrs. Malaprop, don't be cast down--you are in your bloom yet.\n\nMrs. MALAPROP\nO Sir Anthony--men are all barbarians.", "LUCY\nHa! ha! ha! you gentlemen's gentlemen are so hasty.--That letter was\nfrom Mrs. Malaprop, simpleton.--She is taken with Sir Lucius's address.", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nFor shame, hussy! for shame! your head runs so on that fellow, that you\nhave him always in your eyes!--beg Captain Absolute's pardon directly.", "Mrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] An ill tempered little devil! She'll be in a passion all her\nlife--will she?", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhat the devil's the matter now?--Zounds! Mrs. Malaprop, this is the", "Mrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] Ay, poor young man!--down on his knees entreating for\npity!--I can contain no longer.--[Coming forward.] Why, thou vixen!--I\nhave overheard you.", "Sir ANTHONY\nHang your respect and duty! But come along with me, I'll write a note\nto Mrs. Malaprop, and you shall visit the lady directly. Her eyes shall", "Mrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] I am impatient to know how the little hussy deports herself.\n\nABSOLUTE\nSo pensive, Lydia!--is then your warmth abated?", "Sir ANTHONY\nWorcestershire! no. Did you never meet Mrs. Malaprop and her niece,\nMiss Languish, who came into our country just before you were last\nordered to your regiment?", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nO' my conscience, I believe so!--What do you mean by Beverley,\nhussy?--You saw Captain Absolute before to-day; there he is--your\nhusband that shall be.", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nAy, and the properest way, o' my conscience!--nothing is so", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nTake yourself to your room.--You are fit company for nothing but your\nown ill-humours.\n\nLYDIA\nWillingly, ma'am--I cannot change for the worse. [Exit.]", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nSir Lucius O'Trigger? O mercy! have they drawn poor little dear Sir" ], [ "Jack--you have been lying, ha'n't you? You have been playing the\nhypocrite, hey!--I'll never forgive you, if you ha'n't been lying and", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy then, Jack, my dear Jack, I will now inform you who the lady really\nis. Nothing but your passion and violence, you silly fellow, prevented", "know me, I could have sworn that was Jack!--Hey! Gad's life! it\nis.--Why, Jack, what are you afraid of? hey!--sure I'm right. Why Jack,", "ABSOLUTE\nHold, Bob--let me set you right--there is no such man as Beverley in\nthe case.--The person who assumed that name is before you; and as his", "insinuations of her tell-tale eyes! Then, Jack, her lips! O, Jack, lips\nsmiling at their own discretion; and if not smiling, more sweetly", "LYDIA\nNo, upon my word.--She really carries on a kind of correspondence with\nhim, under a feigned name though, till she chooses to be known to\nhim:--but it is a Delia or a Celia, I assure you.", "LYDIA\nAsk the gentleman, ma'am.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nZounds! I shall be in a frenzy!--Why, Jack, you are not come out to be\nany one else, are you?", "Sir ANTHONY\nUpon my word, Jack, thou'rt either a very great hypocrite, or--but,", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhy now you talk sense--absolute sense--I never heard anything more\nsensible in my life. Confound you! you shall be Jack again.\n\nABSOLUTE\nI am happy in the appellation.", "O'Trigger. Adieu, Jack! we must meet at night, when you shall give me a\ndozen bumpers to little Lydia.", "Sir ANTHONY\nUpon my soul, Jack, thou art a very impudent fellow! to do you justice,\nI think I never saw a piece of more consummate assurance!", "LYDIA\nBut who is this? who! who! who?\n\nFAG\nMy master, ma'am--my master--I speak of my master.", "DAVID\nMy poor master--under favour for mentioning him first. You know me, my\nlady--I am David--and my master of course is, or was, Squire Acres.\nThen comes Squire Faulkland.", "Sir ANTHONY\nWell, Jack, I am glad to see you, though I did not expect it, for I", "ACRES\n----Stay--stay, Jack.--If Beverley should ask you what kind of a man\nyour friend Acres is, do tell him I am a devil of a fellow--will you,\nJack?", "Sir ANTHONY\nI hope your prayers may be heard, with all my heart. Well, then, Jack,\nI have been considering that I am so strong and hearty I may continue", "Sir ANTHONY\nNay, but Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully", "Jack Absolute! [Goes up to him.]", "Jack, there never can be but one man in the world whom a truly modest\nand delicate woman ought to pair with in a country-dance; and, even", "Sir ANTHONY\nZounds! the fellow's mad!--Stop whom? stop Jack?\n\nDAVID\nAy, the captain, sir!--there's murder and slaughter----" ], [ "ACRES\nWhy no--Sir Lucius--I tell you, 'tis one Beverley I've challenged--a\nfellow, you see, that dare not show his face!--if he were here, I'd\nmake him give up his pretensions directly!", "Sir LUCIUS\nWhat, sir, did you not come here to fight Mr. Acres?\n\nFAULKLAND\nNot I, upon my word, sir.", "Sir LUCIUS\nNow, I think he has given you the greatest provocation in the world.\nCan a man commit a more heinous offence against another than to fall in", "Sir LUCIUS\nNow--you're quite out--for if you stand so when I take my aim----\n[Levelling at him.]\n\nACRES\nZounds! Sir Lucius--are you sure it is not cocked?", "Sir LUCIUS\nPho! pho! you are little better than a coward.\n\nACRES\nMind, gentlemen, he calls me a coward; coward was the word, by my\nvalour!", "Christian.--Look'ee, Sir Lucius, there's no occasion at all for me to\nfight; and if it is the same to you, I'd as lieve let it alone.", "Sir LUCIUS\nFaith! then I suppose you would aim at him best of all if he was out of\nsight!", "Sir LUCIUS\nO faith! I guessed you weren't come empty-handed--Well--let me see what\nthe dear creature says.\n\nLUCY\nThere, Sir Lucius. [Gives him a letter.]", "Sir LUCIUS\nI suppose, Mr. Acres, you never were engaged in an affair of this kind\nbefore?\n\nACRES\nNo, Sir Lucius, never before.", "ACRES\nEgad, but I will, Jack. Sir Lucius has wrought me to it. He has left me\nfull of rage--and I'll fight this evening, that so much good passion\nmayn't be wasted.", "Sir LUCIUS\nO fy!--consider your honour.\n\nACRES\nAy--true--my honour. Do, Sir Lucius, edge in a word or two every now\nand then about my honour.", "Sir LUCIUS\nI humbly thank you, sir, for the quickness of your\napprehension.--[Bowing.] You have named the very thing I would be at.", "ABSOLUTE\nWhy no, Bob--not in this affair--it would not be quite so proper.\n\nACRES\nWell, then, I must get my friend Sir Lucius. I shall have your good\nwishes, however, Jack?", "Sir LUCIUS\nYou see now this little explanation will put a stop at once to all\nconfusion or misunderstanding that might arise between you.\n\nACRES\nAy, we fight to prevent any misunderstanding.", "Sir LUCIUS\nI shall be very proud of instructing you.--Well for the present--but\nremember now, when you meet your antagonist, do every thing in a mild", "[Enter SERVANT.]\n\nSERVANT\nHere is Sir Lucius O'Trigger to wait on you, sir.\n\nACRES\nShow him in.\n\n[Exit SERVANT.]", "FAULKLAND\nMy weapons, sir!\n\nACRES\nOdds life! Sir Lucius, I'm not going to fight Mr. Faulkland; these are\nmy particular friends.", "Sir LUCIUS\nCaptain, give me your hand: an affront handsomely acknowledged becomes\nan obligation; and as for the lady, if she chooses to deny her own\nhand-writing, here---- [Takes out letters.]", "Sir LUCIUS\nThat's no reason. For give me leave to tell you, a man may think an\nuntruth as well as speak one.", "Sir LUCIUS\nPray, sir, be easy; the quarrel is a very pretty quarrel as it stands;\nwe should only spoil it by trying to explain it. However, your memory" ], [ "ACRES\nWhy no--Sir Lucius--I tell you, 'tis one Beverley I've challenged--a\nfellow, you see, that dare not show his face!--if he were here, I'd\nmake him give up his pretensions directly!", "ACRES\nWhy, there's the matter; she has another lover, one Beverley, who, I am\ntold, is now in Bath.--Odds slanders and lies! he must be at the bottom\nof it.", "ACRES\nWhat, quarrel with my dear friend Jack Absolute?--not if he were fifty\nBeverleys! Zounds! Sir Lucius, you would not have me so unnatural.", "received notice in form. Poor Acres is dismissed!--Well, I have done\nhim a last friendly office, in letting him know that Beverley was here", "FAULKLAND\nMy weapons, sir!\n\nACRES\nOdds life! Sir Lucius, I'm not going to fight Mr. Faulkland; these are\nmy particular friends.", "ACRES\n----Stay--stay, Jack.--If Beverley should ask you what kind of a man\nyour friend Acres is, do tell him I am a devil of a fellow--will you,\nJack?", "ACRES\nOh!--There---- [Gives him the challenge.]\n\nABSOLUTE\n[Aside.] To Ensign Beverley.--So, what's going on now?--[Aloud.] Well,\nwhat's this?", "Sir LUCIUS\nWhat, sir, did you not come here to fight Mr. Acres?\n\nFAULKLAND\nNot I, upon my word, sir.", "ACRES\nZounds! I won't be afraid!--Odds fire and fury! you shan't make me\nafraid.--Here is the challenge, and I have sent for my dear friend Jack\nAbsolute to carry it for me.", "ACRES\nThere are two of them indeed!--well--let them come--hey, Sir\nLucius!--we--we--we--we--won't run.\n\nSir LUCIUS\nRun!", "ACRES\nAh, do, do--and if that frightens him, egad, perhaps he mayn't come. So\ntell him I generally kill a man a week; will you, Jack?", "ACRES\nZounds! we might as well fight in a sentry-box! I tell you, Sir Lucius,\nthe farther he is off, the cooler I shall take my aim.", "ACRES\nNot I, upon my soul!\n\nSir LUCIUS\nWe wear no swords here, but you understand me.\n\nACRES\nWhat! fight him!", "ACRES\nLook'ee, Sir Lucius, 'tisn't that I mind the word coward--coward may be\nsaid in joke--But if you had called me a poltroon, odds daggers and\nballs----", "ACRES\nNo--I say--we won't run, by my valour!\n\nSir LUCIUS\nWhat the devil's the matter with you?", "Sir LUCIUS\nPho! pho! you are little better than a coward.\n\nACRES\nMind, gentlemen, he calls me a coward; coward was the word, by my\nvalour!", "Sir LUCIUS\nNow--you're quite out--for if you stand so when I take my aim----\n[Levelling at him.]\n\nACRES\nZounds! Sir Lucius--are you sure it is not cocked?", "ACRES\nZounds! I'm not asking him to dinner.\n\nSir LUCIUS\nPray be easy.\n\nACRES\nWell, then, _honour of your company----_", "ACRES\nBy my valour! then, Sir Lucius, forty yards is a good distance. Odds\nlevels and aims!--I say it is a good distance.", "ACRES\nAbsolutely I propose so--then if I can find out this Ensign Beverley,\nodds triggers and flints! I'll make him know the difference o't." ], [ "Sir ANTHONY\nHang your respect and duty! But come along with me, I'll write a note\nto Mrs. Malaprop, and you shall visit the lady directly. Her eyes shall", "Sir ANTHONY\nZounds! say no more, I tell you--Mrs. Malaprop shall make your peace.", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nO' my conscience, I believe so!--What do you mean by Beverley,\nhussy?--You saw Captain Absolute before to-day; there he is--your\nhusband that shall be.", "Mrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] Ay, poor young man!--down on his knees entreating for\npity!--I can contain no longer.--[Coming forward.] Why, thou vixen!--I\nhave overheard you.", "LYDIA\nO Lud! what has brought my aunt here?\n\n[Enter Mrs. MALAPROP, FAG, and DAVID.]", "LYDIA\nLet her choice be Captain Absolute, but Beverley is mine.\n\nMrs. MALAPROP\n[Aside.] I am astonished at her assurance!--to his face--this is to\nhis face!", "LUCY\nHa! ha! ha! you gentlemen's gentlemen are so hasty.--That letter was\nfrom Mrs. Malaprop, simpleton.--She is taken with Sir Lucius's address.", "Sir ANTHONY\nWhat the devil's the matter now?--Zounds! Mrs. Malaprop, this is the", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nWell, at any rate, I shall be glad to get her from under my intuition.\nShe has somehow discovered my partiality for Sir Lucius", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nFy, fy, Sir Anthony! you surely speak laconically.\n\nSir ANTHONY\nWhy, Mrs. Malaprop, in moderation now, what would you have a woman\nknow?", "* * * * * * *\n\n\nScene III--Mrs. MALAPROP's Lodgings.\n[Mrs. MALAPROP, with a letter in her hand, and CAPTAIN ABSOLUTE.]", "Sir ANTHONY\nWorcestershire! no. Did you never meet Mrs. Malaprop and her niece,\nMiss Languish, who came into our country just before you were last\nordered to your regiment?", "matters have taken so clever a turn all of a sudden, that I could find\nin my heart to be so good-humoured! and so gallant! hey! Mrs. Malaprop!", "ha!--Well, but Mrs. Malaprop, as the girl seems so infatuated by this\nfellow, suppose you were to wink at her corresponding with him for a", "JULIA\nHe is--we are arrived within this hour--and I suppose he will be here\nto wait on Mrs. Malaprop as soon as he is dressed.", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nNo caparisons, miss, if you please. Caparisons don't become a young\nwoman. No! Captain Absolute is indeed a fine gentleman!", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nFor shame, hussy! for shame! your head runs so on that fellow, that you\nhave him always in your eyes!--beg Captain Absolute's pardon directly.", "Mrs. MALAPROP\nThere, Sir Anthony, there sits the deliberate simpleton who wants to\ndisgrace her family, and lavish herself on a fellow not worth a\nshilling.", "Sir ANTHONY\nWell, well, Mrs. Malaprop, I will dispute the point no further with\nyou; though I must confess, that you are a truly moderate and polite", "is the honour of being allied to Mrs. Malaprop; of whose intellectual\naccomplishments, elegant manners, and unaffected learning, no tongue is\nsilent." ] ]

[ "Who does Lydia fall in love with?", "Who does Jack pretend to be?", "Why does Mrs. Malaprop object to Lydia's involvement with Jack?", "Who has arranged a marriage for Jack?", "Why does Jack agree to his father's marriage arrangement?", "Why does Jack agree to fight Sir Lucius?", "Why did Lydia reject Jack?", "Who is Delia, really?", "Why do Faulkand and Julia frequently quarrel?", "What kind of relationship does Lydia want?", "How does Jack try to win the affection of Lydia?", "Who has Lucius really been exchanging love letters with?", "Why does Jack finally agree to his fathers arranged marriage for him?", "Why do Faulkland and Julia always fight?", "Who convinces Bob Acres to challenge Beverly to a duel?", "Why does Lydia become upset with Jack when they are introduced with Sir Anothony in the room?", "Why does Jack agree to fight Sir Lucius?", "Why does Acres no longer want to fight Jack at the duel?", "Who does Lydia admit that she loves at the duel?", "Where does the story take place?", "What two people does the story center on?", "What lady is Faulkland in love with?", "Who insists that Acres must challenge Beverley to a duel?", "Who does Sir Lucius challenge to a duel?", "What best describes Mrs Malaprop?", "Who is Jack's alias?", "Why does Sir Lucius challenge Jack?", "Why do Acres and Beverley beg off their duel?", "Who does Mrs Malaprop announce that she has been pretending to be?" ]

[ [ "Jack.", "Jack." ], [ "Ensign Beverley, a poor officer. ", "A poor soldier" ], [ "Because she believes that he is a poor officer. ", "He's a poor soldier" ], [ "His father, Sir Anthony.", "his father, Sir Anthony" ], [ "Because the arrangement is in fact to marry him to Lydia.", "He finds out it is to be with Lydia" ], [ "Because he was still upset from Lydia's rejection. ", "He's upset by Lydia's rejection" ], [ "Because she finds out the truth about him being Sir Anthony's son. ", "He pretended to be Beverly" ], [ "Mrs. Malaprop.", "Mrs. Malaprop." ], [ "Because Faulkland constantly worries about Julia's fidelity. ", "Because Faukland is jealous and suspcsious." ], [ "A romantic love affair.", "a romantic love aaffair" ], [ "Jack pretends to be a poor officer named Beverly.", "pretending to be an impoverished soldier." ], [ "Mrs. Malaprop", "Mrs Malaprop" ], [ "He realizes that the marriage will be to Lydia.", "Because he finds out that his arranged marriage is to Lydia." ], [ "Faulkland is always showing signs of jealousy.", "He thinks she's unfaithful." ], [ "Sir Lucius", "sir lucius" ], [ "Lydia realizes that Jack was pretending to be Beverly and is really Sir Anothony's son.", "for destroying her romantic dreams" ], [ "He is upset that Lydia broke up with him.", "He is upset that he was rejected by Lydia." ], [ "He realizes that Beverly is really his friend Jack.", "They are friends.." ], [ "Jack.", "Jack" ], [ "Eighteenth century Bath.", "Bath" ], [ "Lydia and Jack.", "Jack and Lydia" ], [ "Julia.", "Julia" ], [ "Sir Lucius.", "Sir Lucius O'Trigger." ], [ "He challenges Jack.", "Jack" ], [ "She is comical.", "moralistic widow" ], [ "He is Ensign Beverely.", "ensign beverley" ], [ "Jack's proposed marriage to Lydia.", "Jack is going to marry Lydia" ], [ "Acres discovers they are friends.", "they discover they are friends." ], [ "Delia.", "Delia" ] ]

[ [ "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "Hancock approaches earth and swings lateral. He circumvents the\n bank structure, flying around and around.\n Everybody ducks. Trash and paper batter about behind his draft.", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "SUE (CONT'D)\n (so innocent, her voice)\n Holy fuck.\n Hancock resumes his course, taking off and into the wet sky.\n\n EXT. SKY - DAY", "HANCOCK\n (losing it)\n I need a cigarette, goddamn it!\n He storms from the bed. Heads for the bathroom.", "Hancock listens - it disturbs him. He whirls around, accosts the\n TV Rips it from the wall, throws it out the window. And a CRASH", "HANCOCK\n (nothing happened)\n How are you?\n In unison, they turn to the UPS vehicle - a .mangled heap of", "Hancock - pacing the floor, trying to marshal some emotional\n order.\n He drops to a squat, searching for calm.", "Hancock's drunken flight - erratic and dangerously close to...\n BAM... buildings. He strikes the corner of a brick tower,", "We HEAR commotion in the side alley. And so does Hancock. He\n peers into the alley.", "HANCOCK\n Of course you don't. Nothing but a kid.\n (beat; takes a puff)\n Smoke no evil.\n Hancock moves over to Aaron, now backed in a corner.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (maniacal; drunk)\n Amway, anyone?\n The pursuit commences - Hancock steadies after Mary, in retreat\n around the living room.", "And on that note, Hancock retaliates - with a vengeance.\n First to go is the helicopter. He slices through the air and\n RIPS the vehicle in half.", "TOM\n Stay away.\n Hancock does not respond.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)", "Hancock in a foul mood. He brushes the Hoodlum away, sending\n flesh and bone against the opposite wall. SNAP goes the landing.\n The Hoodlum. Dead.", "The aftermath.\n Hancock is swarmed under MEDIA LIGHTS, reporters squeezing\n through a wall of people, police, trying to get a piece of this\n superman.", "Smoke and debris smother the air. And as they subside, all eyes\n fall on the caped figure that is Hancock, erect in the rubble." ], [ "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "TOM\n Stay away.\n Hancock does not respond.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK\n (considers; nah)\n Get lost.\n The warning comes across quite well - the man exits.", "HANCOCK\n got to do what you got to do.\n He paces with nervous energy, pounding his fist into the other\n hand. We sense a decision brewing...", "Hancock looks at the boy. They share a second of silence.\n And finally, Hancock-puts out his hand - he approves. Aaron,\n triumphant, SMACKS it for five.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n\n (AWARE)\n Mr. Longfellow. I'll be leaving, too.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (hands it to.him)\n Go on... give it a try. One time. Won't", "HANCOCK\n Listen.\n Aaron recoils.\n\n HANCOCK (CONY' D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n No, not my job. Don't put that on me.\n (pounds his chest)", "AARON\n (thinking about it)\n He gets away.\n Hancock inhales what's left of his cigarette. Blows smoke.", "Up and out of the alley, the John flees - tail, between his\n legs.\n A long stare ensues - Hancock and the Whore, looking into each", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "Hancock eyes Fish, mentally dissecting the vermin with his bare\n hands. He withdraws from his coat the WAD of loot. Pushes it\n under the window.", "TOM (CONT'D)\n\n (HYSTERICAL)\n What're you doing?\n Hancock does not respond.", "scene amidst SCREAMS from clueless hostages.\n in the blink of an eye, Hancock has Jerry #2 by the collar. With", "Aaron scampers away. Turns and faces the man.\n Hancock examines the boy's face, the black eyes. He shakes his\n head. Disappointed.", "HANCOCK (CONT' D )\n Huh?!\n Takes the smoking gun out of his mouth. Shoves it up the-\n Hoodlum's nose." ], [ "his clothes. It's the job. Take away the\n arm,. the leg..., his bodily possessions\n but not his trade, his profession. That", "Like a rocket, Hancock heads that way. He gets there, over Horus\n - grabbing him by the collar.\n With a swift flick, he sends the family man flying.", "\"TO SERVE AND PROTECT\"\n of their vehicle.\n Roheim watches him - turning red with drama.", "She beckons him. Like a shield, she envelops him with her arms.\n She stares up at Hancock - her eyes, stricken with fear. Or", "Horns stands there in the rain - a feeble frame of a man. He\n wants a fight.\n And he gets it... as Hancock, once again, emerges from the\n building - fire in his eyes.", "We SEE Hancock wade through rubble towards the open safe, a\n thick steel chamber of commerce. Hancock arrives at the safe.\n Confronts the object inside - Tom.", "scene amidst SCREAMS from clueless hostages.\n in the blink of an eye, Hancock has Jerry #2 by the collar. With", "Hancock REACTS, the chaos throbbing inside his head. And like\n that something snaps.\n He BURSTS out of the building - eyes lit with the Hell inside.", "(IMPRESSED)\n That's him?\n\n MARY\n There's something about him... I don't\n know.\n A female REPORTER concludes the footage...", "TOM (CONT'D)\n What's going on, here?\n Hancock no response. Tom raises his gun, and meaning it.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)\n Answer me! Say something!", "Aaron scampers away. Turns and faces the man.\n Hancock examines the boy's face, the black eyes. He shakes his\n head. Disappointed.", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "INT. WATANABE'S SHOPPING EMPORIUM - NIGHT\n\n Horus - on a chair, his face buried in his two hands. He sits\n alone, concealed in the darkness.", "Horus enters the room, Mr. Security Guard. He observes this\n magic Hancock works over his wife and kid - a talent whose\n nature he has yet to comprehend.", "(CONTINUING)\n so, a job? Yes. And no. It's about...\n essence. The essence of the man... not", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "INT. BAR - DAY\n\n This empty bar.\n With the exception of Horus and the bartender - while he's\n drying some mugs, let's call him JOEY (30).", "Hancock in a foul mood. He brushes the Hoodlum away, sending\n flesh and bone against the opposite wall. SNAP goes the landing.\n The Hoodlum. Dead.", "Hancock looks at the boy. They share a second of silence.\n And finally, Hancock-puts out his hand - he approves. Aaron,\n triumphant, SMACKS it for five.", "(FAINTLY)\n And so we ask... who is this man?\n Speculation abounds - government super-" ], [ "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "scene amidst SCREAMS from clueless hostages.\n in the blink of an eye, Hancock has Jerry #2 by the collar. With", "AARON\n (thinking about it)\n He gets away.\n Hancock inhales what's left of his cigarette. Blows smoke.", "HANCOCK\n (losing it)\n I need a cigarette, goddamn it!\n He storms from the bed. Heads for the bathroom.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (hands it to.him)\n Go on... give it a try. One time. Won't", "soiled in disgrace.\n He moves to the curb, waiting for someone to take him away. No\n Hancock, anywhere.\n Aaron waits, hopeful.", "Up and out of the alley, the John flees - tail, between his\n legs.\n A long stare ensues - Hancock and the Whore, looking into each", "HANCOCK\n got to do what you got to do.\n He paces with nervous energy, pounding his fist into the other\n hand. We sense a decision brewing...", "Hancock looks at the boy. They share a second of silence.\n And finally, Hancock-puts out his hand - he approves. Aaron,\n triumphant, SMACKS it for five.", "We SEE Hancock wade through rubble towards the open safe, a\n thick steel chamber of commerce. Hancock arrives at the safe.\n Confronts the object inside - Tom.", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "HANCOCK (CONT' D )\n Huh?!\n Takes the smoking gun out of his mouth. Shoves it up the-\n Hoodlum's nose.", "HANCOCK\n (he's had enough)\n I'm all out. Let's go...\n And as he utters this, he approaches Tom.\n\n TOM", "Hancock drops his pants.\n Straight-arms the wall with his left. And with his right,\n latches on to his magnanimous member.", "Hancock - enraged. In a caffeinated blink, he has the Hoodlum by\n the throat via one arm, the gun with the other.", "HANCOCK\n (considers; nah)\n Get lost.\n The warning comes across quite well - the man exits.", "HANCOCK\n Yes...\n (pulling teeth)\n sometimes.\n Mary allows the moment to sink in.", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white" ], [ "On the rooftop; the Red Eye Motel.\n A trenchcoated figure - we see him from the back, only. We", "Gina, their organs ensnared. They're pumping away. Up. Down.\n A surreal sight, indeed - the red of his cape and the black of\n her leather.", "\"TO SERVE AND PROTECT\"\n of their vehicle.\n Roheim watches him - turning red with drama.", "Outside and beyond the door, the reporter has her ear pressed\n against wood - listening.\n So there our superhero stands, bent over a bit, yanking up a", "recognize the broad of his shoulders and the red of his cape,\n peering out from a hole in his coat.\n A cloud of smoke lingers above his head, from an unseen", "Mary launches back, cold. Outside the window and in frontrof her\n - Hancock, suspended in air. The blood-red of his eyes p\n nothing but bad news.", "Spengler. Erlick. Perceval. They chase him from behind, HOOTING,\n taunting poor Aaron - they're out for blood.\n Aaron cuts into an alley, lungs pumping...", "She beckons him. Like a shield, she envelops him with her arms.\n She stares up at Hancock - her eyes, stricken with fear. Or", "REED\n What do we have here? A piece of shit.\n A slow look of recognition seizes his face - this is that\n superguy.\n Hancock stares at him.", "It is the Superhero, his identity safely concealed under the\n collar of a tattered TRENCHCOAT. He traverses the loading deck,", "water in Dixie cups.\n It's Hancock and his trenchcoat. The long day wears heavy on his\n face - those perpetually red eyes, the horror they've seen.", "reporter, in the flesh. She bounces over to the bathroom, as the\n door SLAMS shut.", "She mingles with a BAR FLY.\n Her eyes locate Hancock - entering, finding a seat.\n From an adjacent stool, A MAN places his hand on Hancock's lap.", "ROHEIM\n You're a good man.\n\n INT. RED EYE MOTEL (7F) - DAY", "still reeling from the impact.\n The sky answers again, this time with the tattered body of FRED,\n the getaway driver (alias, the arm.) Fred lands on the hood of", "garbed in an elastic dark-grey outfit - a faded RED CAPE extends b\n ehind him, thrashing against the wind and rain.\n This Superhero (30). Unshaven.", "Mary and Aaron - they exit, surprising Clyde.\n Mary gestures at Clyde, pointing an accusing finger. She seizes\n the paper from him, sending him cowering inside.", "(IMPRESSED)\n That's him?\n\n MARY\n There's something about him... I don't\n know.\n A female REPORTER concludes the footage...", "SPENGLER\n Kick his ass, Percy.\n Aaron stares at them, behind the fence. Then down at Perceval\n fetal position, mouth agape. Aaron reaches for his zipper ZIP,\n revenge presents itself.", "TOM\n (to the crowd)\n No heroes! No heroes!\n Jerry #2 returns, bad news on his tongue.\n\n JERRY #2\n He flew! Fucking Fred flew!" ], [ "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (hands it to.him)\n Go on... give it a try. One time. Won't", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "HANCOCK\n Of course you don't. Nothing but a kid.\n (beat; takes a puff)\n Smoke no evil.\n Hancock moves over to Aaron, now backed in a corner.", "Hancock looks at the boy. They share a second of silence.\n And finally, Hancock-puts out his hand - he approves. Aaron,\n triumphant, SMACKS it for five.", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "MARY\n Tell me what's wrong.\n He points to the distant ocean - where the horizon curves into\n darkness.\n\n HANCOCK\n Look out there and what do you see, Mary?", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "HANCOCK\n You smoke?\n\n AARON\n What?", "We SEE Hancock wade through rubble towards the open safe, a\n thick steel chamber of commerce. Hancock arrives at the safe.\n Confronts the object inside - Tom.", "HANCOCK\n Listen.\n Aaron recoils.\n\n HANCOCK (CONY' D)", "Horns stands there in the rain - a feeble frame of a man. He\n wants a fight.\n And he gets it... as Hancock, once again, emerges from the\n building - fire in his eyes.", "She beckons him. Like a shield, she envelops him with her arms.\n She stares up at Hancock - her eyes, stricken with fear. Or", "scene amidst SCREAMS from clueless hostages.\n in the blink of an eye, Hancock has Jerry #2 by the collar. With", "There, on his ass, his head a raging inferno - Hancock listens,\n as if he can hear.\n\n INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT", "HANCOCK\n got to do what you got to do.\n He paces with nervous energy, pounding his fist into the other\n hand. We sense a decision brewing...", "TOM\n Stay away.\n Hancock does not respond.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK\n\n (MUTTERING)\n What he's got to do... a man's got to do\n it.\n\n EXT. BAR - NIGHT", "TOM (CONT'D)\n What's going on, here?\n Hancock no response. Tom raises his gun, and meaning it.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)\n Answer me! Say something!", "HANCOCK (CONT' D )\n Huh?!\n Takes the smoking gun out of his mouth. Shoves it up the-\n Hoodlum's nose.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (maniacal; drunk)\n Amway, anyone?\n The pursuit commences - Hancock steadies after Mary, in retreat\n around the living room." ], [ "MARY\n I love him.\n The death blow.\n\n HANCOCK\n No.\n (turns from her)\n Unacceptable.", "MARY\n Please, Hancock. Don't hurt him.\n (grabs him)\n It'll never go away.\n Hancock responds to \"it.\"\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "MARY\n How?\n Hancock leans forward. Towards Mary. And kisses her.\n Their lips lock, twisted and entwined... until Mary, composing\n her senses, pulls away.", "MARY\n (like a little girl)\n Let's see.\n\n HANCOCK\n You have to be quick.\n\n MARY\n Come on, I want to see.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n The next guy? No. There is no \"I can't.\"\n Just \"I must.\"\n Mary - watching a grown superman unravel.", "HANCOCK\n Yes...\n (pulling teeth)\n sometimes.\n Mary allows the moment to sink in.", "MARY\n\n (OVERLAPPING)\n I'm married.\n A pause.\n\n HANCOCK\n To whom?", "MARY\n I'm sorry.\n She goes to him, without words to say. In this silence, he\n stares at her his eyes, glazed with thought.\n\n HANCOCK", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "66.\n Hancock looks away.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)\n\n (CONTINUING)\n You're tense.", "MARY (CONT' D)\n You're leaving?\n\n HANCOCK\n It's getting late.", "MARY\n Yes.\n Inside Aaron's head: My mother + Hancock? Nah!", "MARY\n (heat; upon some thought)\n It must be hard.\n\n HANCOCK\n Hard?", "116.\n\n MARY\n I'm cold..\n Hancock does not respond.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK\n Make it go away, Mary.\n Mary huddles against the wall..She watches on, watching him\n struggle.", "MARY (CONT' D)\n\n (CONCERNED)\n What's wrong?\n\n HANCOCK\n (constipated; following some", "MARY\n Tell me what's wrong.\n He points to the distant ocean - where the horizon curves into\n darkness.\n\n HANCOCK\n Look out there and what do you see, Mary?", "Mary huddles in her spot, occasionally stealing glances outside.\n Hancock simply stares at her. At the curves of her gentle frame.\n The alcohol's wearing off.", "MARY!\n Hancock - not a word. He stands in comatose silence, looking\n pale.", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?" ], [ "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK\n (considers; nah)\n Get lost.\n The warning comes across quite well - the man exits.", "HANCOCK\n (losing it)\n I need a cigarette, goddamn it!\n He storms from the bed. Heads for the bathroom.", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "Aaron races down the. last leg of his street. On the steps of his\n apartment building - Hancock, making himself at home. Yes, a\n cigarette smolders from his lips..", "soiled in disgrace.\n He moves to the curb, waiting for someone to take him away. No\n Hancock, anywhere.\n Aaron waits, hopeful.", "HANCOCK\n No... don't. No.\n\n (LOUDER)\n No!\n He moves away. Angry. Tired. Drunk. Hancock drops against the\n wall, beaten...", "MARY (CONT' D)\n You're leaving?\n\n HANCOCK\n It's getting late.", "AARON\n (thinking about it)\n He gets away.\n Hancock inhales what's left of his cigarette. Blows smoke.", "The bathroom door flies open. Hancock emerges, buttoning his\n pants. He brushes pass her. Finds the window... and he's off\n with a gush of wind.", "HANCOCK\n But you know, when the last hound was\n through with him,-and he's walking away,", "HANCOCK\n Of course you don't. Nothing but a kid.\n (beat; takes a puff)\n Smoke no evil.\n Hancock moves over to Aaron, now backed in a corner.", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "(DEJECTED)\n 'Nothing. I'm sorry.\n And with that, he floats out into the night.\n\n VERONICA\n (dazed; after him)\n Hancock.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n Aaron, could you show me the restroom?\n Aaron points first door in the hall.", "HANCOCK\n (he's had enough)\n I'm all out. Let's go...\n And as he utters this, he approaches Tom.\n\n TOM", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (maniacal; drunk)\n Amway, anyone?\n The pursuit commences - Hancock steadies after Mary, in retreat\n around the living room." ], [ "Hancock looks at the boy. They share a second of silence.\n And finally, Hancock-puts out his hand - he approves. Aaron,\n triumphant, SMACKS it for five.", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (hands it to.him)\n Go on... give it a try. One time. Won't", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "HANCOCK (CONT' D )\n Huh?!\n Takes the smoking gun out of his mouth. Shoves it up the-\n Hoodlum's nose.", "HANCOCK\n No... don't. No.\n\n (LOUDER)\n No!\n He moves away. Angry. Tired. Drunk. Hancock drops against the\n wall, beaten...", "She beckons him. Like a shield, she envelops him with her arms.\n She stares up at Hancock - her eyes, stricken with fear. Or", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "HANCOCK\n Of course you don't. Nothing but a kid.\n (beat; takes a puff)\n Smoke no evil.\n Hancock moves over to Aaron, now backed in a corner.", "HANCOCK\n got to do what you got to do.\n He paces with nervous energy, pounding his fist into the other\n hand. We sense a decision brewing...", "TOM\n Stay away.\n Hancock does not respond.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)", "And on that note, Hancock retaliates - with a vengeance.\n First to go is the helicopter. He slices through the air and\n RIPS the vehicle in half.", "MARY\n I'm sorry.\n She goes to him, without words to say. In this silence, he\n stares at her his eyes, glazed with thought.\n\n HANCOCK", "TOM (CONT'D)\n What's going on, here?\n Hancock no response. Tom raises his gun, and meaning it.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)\n Answer me! Say something!", "(POINTING)\n I'm this way.\n Hancock points the opposite way.\n\n HANCOCK\n Need a lift?", "scene amidst SCREAMS from clueless hostages.\n in the blink of an eye, Hancock has Jerry #2 by the collar. With", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)" ], [ "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n\n (AWARE)\n Mr. Longfellow. I'll be leaving, too.", "Aaron races down the. last leg of his street. On the steps of his\n apartment building - Hancock, making himself at home. Yes, a\n cigarette smolders from his lips..", "Up and out of the alley, the John flees - tail, between his\n legs.\n A long stare ensues - Hancock and the Whore, looking into each", "A secluded view of the city, high above. Hancock, Aaron under\n his arms, rides a light breeze - and then lands.", "There, by a lighted PHONE BOOTH, a WHORE is fending off a horny\n JOHN. Hancock simply watches she drives her knee between his", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "Hancock bolts from his bed - horrified, eyes cracked with red\n veins. He is soaked.", "HANCOCK\n (considers; nah)\n Get lost.\n The warning comes across quite well - the man exits.", "The ocean RAGES against the shore, in the distance and at some\n muffled volume.\n Up against the railing leans Hancock, and the remains of a", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n Aaron, could you show me the restroom?\n Aaron points first door in the hall.", "She mingles with a BAR FLY.\n Her eyes locate Hancock - entering, finding a seat.\n From an adjacent stool, A MAN places his hand on Hancock's lap.", "In the armpit of town - Hancock. He lights a cigarette with the\n matchbook Gina had given him earlier.\n At attention before him - Gina, gnawing on gum, heaving in all\n her glory.", "soiled in disgrace.\n He moves to the curb, waiting for someone to take him away. No\n Hancock, anywhere.\n Aaron waits, hopeful.", "HANCOCK\n (losing it)\n I need a cigarette, goddamn it!\n He storms from the bed. Heads for the bathroom.", "We HEAR commotion in the side alley. And so does Hancock. He\n peers into the alley." ], [ "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "HANCOCK\n (losing it)\n I need a cigarette, goddamn it!\n He storms from the bed. Heads for the bathroom.", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "HANCOCK (CONT' D )\n Huh?!\n Takes the smoking gun out of his mouth. Shoves it up the-\n Hoodlum's nose.", "HANCOCK\n got to do what you got to do.\n He paces with nervous energy, pounding his fist into the other\n hand. We sense a decision brewing...", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n No, not my job. Don't put that on me.\n (pounds his chest)", "HANCOCK\n No... don't. No.\n\n (LOUDER)\n No!\n He moves away. Angry. Tired. Drunk. Hancock drops against the\n wall, beaten...", "HANCOCK\n (he's had enough)\n I'm all out. Let's go...\n And as he utters this, he approaches Tom.\n\n TOM", "Hancock - enraged. In a caffeinated blink, he has the Hoodlum by\n the throat via one arm, the gun with the other.", "HANCOCK\n (considers; nah)\n Get lost.\n The warning comes across quite well - the man exits.", "Hancock ROARS - a cry of desperation. He grimaces with defeat.\n Staggers off. SCREAMS, because what else can he do. Falls to his", "soiled in disgrace.\n He moves to the curb, waiting for someone to take him away. No\n Hancock, anywhere.\n Aaron waits, hopeful.", "HANCOCK\n Of course you don't. Nothing but a kid.\n (beat; takes a puff)\n Smoke no evil.\n Hancock moves over to Aaron, now backed in a corner.", "SUE (CONT'D)\n (so innocent, her voice)\n Holy fuck.\n Hancock resumes his course, taking off and into the wet sky.\n\n EXT. SKY - DAY", "Hancock in a foul mood. He brushes the Hoodlum away, sending\n flesh and bone against the opposite wall. SNAP goes the landing.\n The Hoodlum. Dead." ], [ "\"TO SERVE AND PROTECT\"\n of their vehicle.\n Roheim watches him - turning red with drama.", "Mary huddles in her spot, occasionally stealing glances outside.\n Hancock simply stares at her. At the curves of her gentle frame.\n The alcohol's wearing off.", "She mingles with a BAR FLY.\n Her eyes locate Hancock - entering, finding a seat.\n From an adjacent stool, A MAN places his hand on Hancock's lap.", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "Aaron races down the. last leg of his street. On the steps of his\n apartment building - Hancock, making himself at home. Yes, a\n cigarette smolders from his lips..", "The ocean RAGES against the shore, in the distance and at some\n muffled volume.\n Up against the railing leans Hancock, and the remains of a", "This is the Longfellow's street - lower-middle class but\n comfortable, quaint, safe. Mr. Longfellow, hustling through the\n street, takes us home.", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "And with her fingers, Mary reaches inside to feel the rain.\n Hancock watches this - the innocence in her face, as her hand\n touches his.", "his clothes. It's the job. Take away the\n arm,. the leg..., his bodily possessions\n but not his trade, his profession. That", "(BARELY)\n What, already?\n Takes the handkerchief. Wipes his mouth.\n\n HORUS\n I just made the last run.\n He helps the old man to his feet.", "MARY\n Horus is in the securities business.\n\n HORUS\n I'm a security guard. I'm just...", "Horns stands there in the rain - a feeble frame of a man. He\n wants a fight.\n And he gets it... as Hancock, once again, emerges from the\n building - fire in his eyes.", "Horus waits outside - hands in his pockets. He paces\n uncomfortably.\n Roheim exits the liquor store, already imbibing from a brown\n paper BAG.\n Not a word from Horus.", "between them. And they drive off.\n Horus, watching them go, focuses in on the", "INT. BAR - DAY\n\n This empty bar.\n With the exception of Horus and the bartender - while he's\n drying some mugs, let's call him JOEY (30).", "And Clyde emerges, tall and ugly. He's holding up his pants with\n one and the SPORTS PAGE with the other.\n Caughtin mid-defecation, he is none too happy.", "TOM\n (to the crowd)\n No heroes! No heroes!\n Jerry #2 returns, bad news on his tongue.\n\n JERRY #2\n He flew! Fucking Fred flew!", "And while he narrates, Mary runs her fingers through his hair -\n a mother grooming her child. Meanwhile, Horus listens concerned.", "door, his ears pressed to the phone receiver - no answer.\n He hangs up. Checks his watch. Goes to the front entrance and\n peers out at the street - no Roheim." ], [ "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "She beckons him. Like a shield, she envelops him with her arms.\n She stares up at Hancock - her eyes, stricken with fear. Or", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "scene amidst SCREAMS from clueless hostages.\n in the blink of an eye, Hancock has Jerry #2 by the collar. With", "She mingles with a BAR FLY.\n Her eyes locate Hancock - entering, finding a seat.\n From an adjacent stool, A MAN places his hand on Hancock's lap.", "Hancock looks at the boy. They share a second of silence.\n And finally, Hancock-puts out his hand - he approves. Aaron,\n triumphant, SMACKS it for five.", "(POINTING)\n I'm this way.\n Hancock points the opposite way.\n\n HANCOCK\n Need a lift?", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (hands it to.him)\n Go on... give it a try. One time. Won't", "TOM\n Stay away.\n Hancock does not respond.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)", "We SEE Hancock wade through rubble towards the open safe, a\n thick steel chamber of commerce. Hancock arrives at the safe.\n Confronts the object inside - Tom.", "Horns stands there in the rain - a feeble frame of a man. He\n wants a fight.\n And he gets it... as Hancock, once again, emerges from the\n building - fire in his eyes.", "HANCOCK\n (nothing happened)\n How are you?\n In unison, they turn to the UPS vehicle - a .mangled heap of", "HANCOCK\n You smoke?\n\n AARON\n What?", "Aaron scampers away. Turns and faces the man.\n Hancock examines the boy's face, the black eyes. He shakes his\n head. Disappointed.", "And with her fingers, Mary reaches inside to feel the rain.\n Hancock watches this - the innocence in her face, as her hand\n touches his.", "HANCOCK (CONT' D )\n Huh?!\n Takes the smoking gun out of his mouth. Shoves it up the-\n Hoodlum's nose." ], [ "She beckons him. Like a shield, she envelops him with her arms.\n She stares up at Hancock - her eyes, stricken with fear. Or", "Mary huddles in her spot, occasionally stealing glances outside.\n Hancock simply stares at her. At the curves of her gentle frame.\n The alcohol's wearing off.", "And with her fingers, Mary reaches inside to feel the rain.\n Hancock watches this - the innocence in her face, as her hand\n touches his.", "Hancock moves into her. Buries his head into her bosoms, looking\n for solace. She takes him in, very maternal this Gina.", "MARY\n I'm sorry.\n She goes to him, without words to say. In this silence, he\n stares at her his eyes, glazed with thought.\n\n HANCOCK", "He stares down at her hand... at the wedding ring. Mary-pulls\n her hand away.", "She mingles with a BAR FLY.\n Her eyes locate Hancock - entering, finding a seat.\n From an adjacent stool, A MAN places his hand on Hancock's lap.", "MARY\n\n (OVERLAPPING)\n I'm married.\n A pause.\n\n HANCOCK\n To whom?", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "MARY\n You're late. I'll try again later.\n Horus finds his hat on the table. His eyes fall on Mary, her\n back to him. She's glued to the set.", "Mary and Aaron - they exit, surprising Clyde.\n Mary gestures at Clyde, pointing an accusing finger. She seizes\n the paper from him, sending him cowering inside.", "I ask you to do that for me... your old\n man.\n And while he utters these words, Mary watches from the dark\n hallway - moved b y his affection.", "continues to stare - at Mrs. Longfellow, in frenetics, prepping\n for dinner.\n She catches him looking... looking surreal, this superman, there", "ROHEIM\n My wife. She left a bad taste in my\n mouth. I drink to kill-the taste.\n Horus has no response to this.\n\n ROHEIM (CONT'D)", "(GRAVELY)\n Please, Mary.\n And with that, he's off and away. Mary.- stunned.\n\n CUT TO:", "And while he narrates, Mary runs her fingers through his hair -\n a mother grooming her child. Meanwhile, Horus listens concerned.", "MARY\n You're sweet, Nick.\n He cracks a wet smile. Mary, aware, unhands the artichoke. Moves\n on.\n\n L\n\n CUT TO:", "He sits opposite MARY (30), frenetically appropriating food. A\n gentle beauty. entwined in maternal angst she is estrogen with an\n attitude.", "(NERVOUS)\n I came in to... hope you like chicken.\n Hancock nods, watching Mary as she retreats into the kitchen. He", "(BEAT)\n Coffee's by the door.\n She marches back into the kitchen. Horus stares at his feet." ], [ "MARY\n How?\n Hancock leans forward. Towards Mary. And kisses her.\n Their lips lock, twisted and entwined... until Mary, composing\n her senses, pulls away.", "MARY\n I love him.\n The death blow.\n\n HANCOCK\n No.\n (turns from her)\n Unacceptable.", "Mary huddles in her spot, occasionally stealing glances outside.\n Hancock simply stares at her. At the curves of her gentle frame.\n The alcohol's wearing off.", "The Big Haircut. Mary and Hancock - up close. Mary runs her\n fingers through his hair, testing his length. She leans into", "116.\n\n MARY\n I'm cold..\n Hancock does not respond.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)", "77.\n She kneels to sweep up hair. Hancock follows her down.\n\n HANCOCK\n Mary?\n\n MARY\n Yes?", "MARY\n (like a little girl)\n Let's see.\n\n HANCOCK\n You have to be quick.\n\n MARY\n Come on, I want to see.", "And with her fingers, Mary reaches inside to feel the rain.\n Hancock watches this - the innocence in her face, as her hand\n touches his.", "MARY\n I'm sorry.\n She goes to him, without words to say. In this silence, he\n stares at her his eyes, glazed with thought.\n\n HANCOCK", "HANCOCK\n Yes...\n (pulling teeth)\n sometimes.\n Mary allows the moment to sink in.", "MARY (CONT'D)\n Hancock?\n The sound of her voice takes him. He snaps out of it.", "MARY\n (grabs his head)\n Aaron, hold it.\n Hancock shoves his fist up close, almost between the boy's eyes.", "HANCOCK\n Please...\n A sudden burst of anger seizes Mary. She SCREAMS... STRIKES\n Hancock across the face.\n\n MARY", "MARY\n\n (OVERLAPPING)\n I'm married.\n A pause.\n\n HANCOCK\n To whom?", "66.\n Hancock looks away.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)\n\n (CONTINUING)\n You're tense.", "HANCOCK\n Make it go away, Mary.\n Mary huddles against the wall..She watches on, watching him\n struggle.", "He bolts upright, turns to Mary. He seeks a special kind of\n healing.\n Hancock closes in - corners her.", "MARY!\n Hancock - not a word. He stands in comatose silence, looking\n pale.", "She beckons him. Like a shield, she envelops him with her arms.\n She stares up at Hancock - her eyes, stricken with fear. Or", "MARY\n (she's white)\n What're you doing?\n Hancock closes in. Corners her." ], [ "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n\n (AWARE)\n Mr. Longfellow. I'll be leaving, too.", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "HANCOCK\n (losing it)\n I need a cigarette, goddamn it!\n He storms from the bed. Heads for the bathroom.", "HANCOCK\n (nothing happened)\n How are you?\n In unison, they turn to the UPS vehicle - a .mangled heap of", "HANCOCK\n It's the haircut, Mary.\n (strikes his head)\n I'm pissed!", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (maniacal; drunk)\n Amway, anyone?\n The pursuit commences - Hancock steadies after Mary, in retreat\n around the living room.", "MARY (CONT'D)\n Hancock?\n The sound of her voice takes him. He snaps out of it.", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "HANCOCK\n I know you're up, Mary. I know you can\n hear me. Please meet me on the boardwalk\n tomorrow morning. Nine o'clock. It's\n important that I talk to y ou, then.", "(BEAT)\n I know that. And I'm sorry.\n Hancock - a committed stare into space. Can he hear her?\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "MARY!\n Hancock - not a word. He stands in comatose silence, looking\n pale.", "MARY\n Please, Hancock. Don't hurt him.\n (grabs him)\n It'll never go away.\n Hancock responds to \"it.\"\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "him. SNIP, goes her scissor.\n Hancock - in his seat, as hard as marble. He seems a bit lost in\n her presence. Baffled.", "MARY\n\n (OVERLAPPING)\n I'm married.\n A pause.\n\n HANCOCK\n To whom?", "64.\n Hancock - he's lost.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (hands it to.him)\n Go on... give it a try. One time. Won't" ], [ "Hancock - enraged. In a caffeinated blink, he has the Hoodlum by\n the throat via one arm, the gun with the other.", "123.\n He gets up. Tries to walk. Can't.\n Hancock - on the app roach, maintaining a cruel but steady pace", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK\n (losing it)\n I need a cigarette, goddamn it!\n He storms from the bed. Heads for the bathroom.", "Hancock stumbles from the wreckage, the garbage. Falls. He leans\n against the building, glazed over with drunkenness.\n He turns to the only source of light that of a building across", "HANCOCK\n got to do what you got to do.\n He paces with nervous energy, pounding his fist into the other\n hand. We sense a decision brewing...", "Hancock walks an aimless walk - in oblivion, a WHISKEY BOTTLE in\n his hand. He's been drinking. L\"i", "HANCOCK\n What are you thinking?!\n Hancock wrests the gun from his hand. Places it into his own\n mouth. FIRES two slugs inside. The Hoodlum FREAKS.", "HANCOCK (CONT' D )\n Huh?!\n Takes the smoking gun out of his mouth. Shoves it up the-\n Hoodlum's nose.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (maniacal; drunk)\n Amway, anyone?\n The pursuit commences - Hancock steadies after Mary, in retreat\n around the living room.", "Hancock drops his pants.\n Straight-arms the wall with his left. And with his right,\n latches on to his magnanimous member.", "Hancock - pacing the floor, trying to marshal some emotional\n order.\n He drops to a squat, searching for calm.", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (hands it to.him)\n Go on... give it a try. One time. Won't", "Hancock - realization. He hastens to the body... limp... broken.", "Hancock in a foul mood. He brushes the Hoodlum away, sending\n flesh and bone against the opposite wall. SNAP goes the landing.\n The Hoodlum. Dead.", "HANCOCK\n No... don't. No.\n\n (LOUDER)\n No!\n He moves away. Angry. Tired. Drunk. Hancock drops against the\n wall, beaten...", "(HURT)\n Fuck you.\n Close on his trigger finger. It tightens...\n\n HANCOCK\n\n NO!" ], [ "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "HANCOCK\n (losing it)\n I need a cigarette, goddamn it!\n He storms from the bed. Heads for the bathroom.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n\n (AWARE)\n Mr. Longfellow. I'll be leaving, too.", "MARY!\n Hancock - not a word. He stands in comatose silence, looking\n pale.", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "64.\n Hancock - he's lost.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)", "MARY\n Please, Hancock. Don't hurt him.\n (grabs him)\n It'll never go away.\n Hancock responds to \"it.\"\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "HANCOCK\n Yes...\n (pulling teeth)\n sometimes.\n Mary allows the moment to sink in.", "123.\n He gets up. Tries to walk. Can't.\n Hancock - on the app roach, maintaining a cruel but steady pace", "(BEAT)\n I know that. And I'm sorry.\n Hancock - a committed stare into space. Can he hear her?\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "HANCOCK\n It's the haircut, Mary.\n (strikes his head)\n I'm pissed!", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (maniacal; drunk)\n Amway, anyone?\n The pursuit commences - Hancock steadies after Mary, in retreat\n around the living room.", "Mary huddles in her spot, occasionally stealing glances outside.\n Hancock simply stares at her. At the curves of her gentle frame.\n The alcohol's wearing off.", "89.\n Hancock has no response.\n\n U", "HANCOCK\n (nothing happened)\n How are you?\n In unison, they turn to the UPS vehicle - a .mangled heap of", "MARY (V.O.)\n \"Golden slumber fills your eyes. Smiles\n awake you when you rise.\"\n Hancock wavers on consciousness - quite unlike him.", "TOM (CONT'D)\n\n (HYSTERICAL)\n What're you doing?\n Hancock does not respond." ], [ "He bolts upright, turns to Mary. He seeks a special kind of\n healing.\n Hancock closes in - corners her.", "(GRAVELY)\n Please, Mary.\n And with that, he's off and away. Mary.- stunned.\n\n CUT TO:", "MARY\n (grabs his head)\n Aaron, hold it.\n Hancock shoves his fist up close, almost between the boy's eyes.", "MARY\n Horus, what're you talking about?\n (re: bruises)\n Who did this to your face?\n Horus rises from his seat with mustered strength.", "Mary. Walking.\n Hancock. Following. From across the street. Mesmerized and in a\n world to himself.", "MARY\n Please, Hancock. Don't hurt him.\n (grabs him)\n It'll never go away.\n Hancock responds to \"it.\"\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "Mary huddles in her spot, occasionally stealing glances outside.\n Hancock simply stares at her. At the curves of her gentle frame.\n The alcohol's wearing off.", "MARY\n I love him.\n The death blow.\n\n HANCOCK\n No.\n (turns from her)\n Unacceptable.", "Mary launches back, cold. Outside the window and in frontrof her\n - Hancock, suspended in air. The blood-red of his eyes p\n nothing but bad news.", "The front door opens, but slowly. Aaron steps inside.\n From the kitchen, Mary spots him in his violated condition. He\n sees her reaction, that of shock - and like that, he runs\n s obbing into her arms.", "MARY\n Please.\n But there's no denying this superman - he grabs her, running his\n hand down her back and between her buttocks.", "MARY\n How?\n Hancock leans forward. Towards Mary. And kisses her.\n Their lips lock, twisted and entwined... until Mary, composing\n her senses, pulls away.", "AARON\n Don't you fucking touch her!\n Mary SCREAMS. Hancock cringes, says...", "MARY\n (she's white)\n What're you doing?\n Hancock closes in. Corners her.", "Horus backs his way out. Shuts the door. Mary's hand greets him\n from behind.\n It startles the man. He.tries to regroup.\n\n HORUS\n Mary.", "A CRASH, followed by a cloud of billowing smoke.\n Mary is no more.", "MARY\n (to Hancock)\n He comes home crying.\n\n AARON\n Did not. Not crying. It was pissed-off.\n\n HANCOCK", "Mary hastens after Aaron, urine-soaked and on the verge of\n tears. He rages down the street while his mother pursues.\n\n MARY\n Tell me... what happened?", "I ask you to do that for me... your old\n man.\n And while he utters these words, Mary watches from the dark\n hallway - moved b y his affection.", "MARY\n .He did. He turned the other cheek and\n they punched it.\n\n HORUS\n\n (PLEADING)\n Aaron." ], [ "Hancock swoops down toward a patrol car. Scares the Cops away.\n Hoists the vehicle over. his head. Throws it at a band of Cops.\n He ROARS...", "And on that note, Hancock retaliates - with a vengeance.\n First to go is the helicopter. He slices through the air and\n RIPS the vehicle in half.", "Smoke and debris smother the air. And as they subside, all eyes\n fall on the caped figure that is Hancock, erect in the rubble.", "Hancock in a foul mood. He brushes the Hoodlum away, sending\n flesh and bone against the opposite wall. SNAP goes the landing.\n The Hoodlum. Dead.", "In mid-air, they hang for a second. Then, Hancock takes them\n away.", "in on Hancock.\n A machine GUN mounted inside opens FIRE - a wave of bullets\n ricochet off the superhero with no effect.", "Hancock - on his back and amidst the rubble.\n He braces the building to get up. Drops. Gets to his feet, only", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "Hancock - enraged. In a caffeinated blink, he has the Hoodlum by\n the throat via one arm, the gun with the other.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (maniacal; drunk)\n Amway, anyone?\n The pursuit commences - Hancock steadies after Mary, in retreat\n around the living room.", "HANCOCK\n What are you thinking?!\n Hancock wrests the gun from his hand. Places it into his own\n mouth. FIRES two slugs inside. The Hoodlum FREAKS.", "HANCOCK\n No... don't. No.\n\n (LOUDER)\n No!\n He moves away. Angry. Tired. Drunk. Hancock drops against the\n wall, beaten...", "The aftermath.\n Hancock is swarmed under MEDIA LIGHTS, reporters squeezing\n through a wall of people, police, trying to get a piece of this\n superman.", "office as police surround the condemned\n textile building in an all-out\n confrontation with Hancock, superhero-\n turned-renegade...", "But wait... Hancock swoops out of the thin blue, swift and\n silent. He cradles the baby from utter concrete.\n He deposits the youngster with.the ecstatic crowd - they, of", "scene amidst SCREAMS from clueless hostages.\n in the blink of an eye, Hancock has Jerry #2 by the collar. With", "SUE (CONT'D)\n (so innocent, her voice)\n Holy fuck.\n Hancock resumes his course, taking off and into the wet sky.\n\n EXT. SKY - DAY" ], [ "HANCOCK\n No... don't. No.\n\n (LOUDER)\n No!\n He moves away. Angry. Tired. Drunk. Hancock drops against the\n wall, beaten...", "HANCOCK\n Go away! Go. Away.\n The authorities - they pause, startled. They open FIRE. Cops.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "Hancock swoops down toward a patrol car. Scares the Cops away.\n Hoists the vehicle over. his head. Throws it at a band of Cops.\n He ROARS...", "The aftermath.\n Hancock is swarmed under MEDIA LIGHTS, reporters squeezing\n through a wall of people, police, trying to get a piece of this\n superman.", "Hancock in a foul mood. He brushes the Hoodlum away, sending\n flesh and bone against the opposite wall. SNAP goes the landing.\n The Hoodlum. Dead.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n No, not my job. Don't put that on me.\n (pounds his chest)", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "HANCOCK\n What are you thinking?!\n Hancock wrests the gun from his hand. Places it into his own\n mouth. FIRES two slugs inside. The Hoodlum FREAKS.", "HANCOCK\n Listen.\n Aaron recoils.\n\n HANCOCK (CONY' D)", "HANCOCK\n Of course you don't. Nothing but a kid.\n (beat; takes a puff)\n Smoke no evil.\n Hancock moves over to Aaron, now backed in a corner.", "TOM (CONT'D)\n What's going on, here?\n Hancock no response. Tom raises his gun, and meaning it.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)\n Answer me! Say something!", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "(BEAT)\n I know that. And I'm sorry.\n Hancock - a committed stare into space. Can he hear her?\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "And on that note, Hancock retaliates - with a vengeance.\n First to go is the helicopter. He slices through the air and\n RIPS the vehicle in half.", "office as police surround the condemned\n textile building in an all-out\n confrontation with Hancock, superhero-\n turned-renegade...", "But wait... Hancock swoops out of the thin blue, swift and\n silent. He cradles the baby from utter concrete.\n He deposits the youngster with.the ecstatic crowd - they, of", "SUE (CONT'D)\n (so innocent, her voice)\n Holy fuck.\n Hancock resumes his course, taking off and into the wet sky.\n\n EXT. SKY - DAY" ], [ "Hancock in a foul mood. He brushes the Hoodlum away, sending\n flesh and bone against the opposite wall. SNAP goes the landing.\n The Hoodlum. Dead.", "Hancock swoops down toward a patrol car. Scares the Cops away.\n Hoists the vehicle over. his head. Throws it at a band of Cops.\n He ROARS...", "And on that note, Hancock retaliates - with a vengeance.\n First to go is the helicopter. He slices through the air and\n RIPS the vehicle in half.", "Hancock listens - it disturbs him. He whirls around, accosts the\n TV Rips it from the wall, throws it out the window. And a CRASH", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "Hancock - enraged. In a caffeinated blink, he has the Hoodlum by\n the throat via one arm, the gun with the other.", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "HANCOCK\n No... don't. No.\n\n (LOUDER)\n No!\n He moves away. Angry. Tired. Drunk. Hancock drops against the\n wall, beaten...", "Hancock's drunken flight - erratic and dangerously close to...\n BAM... buildings. He strikes the corner of a brick tower,", "HANCOCK\n What are you thinking?!\n Hancock wrests the gun from his hand. Places it into his own\n mouth. FIRES two slugs inside. The Hoodlum FREAKS.", "HANCOCK (CONT' D )\n Huh?!\n Takes the smoking gun out of his mouth. Shoves it up the-\n Hoodlum's nose.", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "Hancock REACTS, the chaos throbbing inside his head. And like\n that something snaps.\n He BURSTS out of the building - eyes lit with the Hell inside.", "HANCOCK\n (losing it)\n I need a cigarette, goddamn it!\n He storms from the bed. Heads for the bathroom.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (maniacal; drunk)\n Amway, anyone?\n The pursuit commences - Hancock steadies after Mary, in retreat\n around the living room.", "Smoke and debris smother the air. And as they subside, all eyes\n fall on the caped figure that is Hancock, erect in the rubble.", "scene amidst SCREAMS from clueless hostages.\n in the blink of an eye, Hancock has Jerry #2 by the collar. With", "MARY\n Please, Hancock. Don't hurt him.\n (grabs him)\n It'll never go away.\n Hancock responds to \"it.\"\n\n MARY (CONT' D)" ], [ "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "(POINTING)\n I'm this way.\n Hancock points the opposite way.\n\n HANCOCK\n Need a lift?", "HANCOCK\n You smoke?\n\n AARON\n What?", "Hancock looks at the boy. They share a second of silence.\n And finally, Hancock-puts out his hand - he approves. Aaron,\n triumphant, SMACKS it for five.", "HANCOCK\n (nothing happened)\n How are you?\n In unison, they turn to the UPS vehicle - a .mangled heap of", "scene amidst SCREAMS from clueless hostages.\n in the blink of an eye, Hancock has Jerry #2 by the collar. With", "She beckons him. Like a shield, she envelops him with her arms.\n She stares up at Hancock - her eyes, stricken with fear. Or", "Horns stands there in the rain - a feeble frame of a man. He\n wants a fight.\n And he gets it... as Hancock, once again, emerges from the\n building - fire in his eyes.", "TOM\n Stay away.\n Hancock does not respond.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)", "We SEE Hancock wade through rubble towards the open safe, a\n thick steel chamber of commerce. Hancock arrives at the safe.\n Confronts the object inside - Tom.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (hands it to.him)\n Go on... give it a try. One time. Won't", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "She mingles with a BAR FLY.\n Her eyes locate Hancock - entering, finding a seat.\n From an adjacent stool, A MAN places his hand on Hancock's lap.", "REED\n What do we have here? A piece of shit.\n A slow look of recognition seizes his face - this is that\n superguy.\n Hancock stares at him.", "MARY\n How?\n Hancock leans forward. Towards Mary. And kisses her.\n Their lips lock, twisted and entwined... until Mary, composing\n her senses, pulls away.", "MARY\n Tell me what's wrong.\n He points to the distant ocean - where the horizon curves into\n darkness.\n\n HANCOCK\n Look out there and what do you see, Mary?", "And with her fingers, Mary reaches inside to feel the rain.\n Hancock watches this - the innocence in her face, as her hand\n touches his." ], [ "TOM (CONT'D)\n What's going on, here?\n Hancock no response. Tom raises his gun, and meaning it.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)\n Answer me! Say something!", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (hands it to.him)\n Go on... give it a try. One time. Won't", "HANCOCK\n Of course you don't. Nothing but a kid.\n (beat; takes a puff)\n Smoke no evil.\n Hancock moves over to Aaron, now backed in a corner.", "We SEE Hancock wade through rubble towards the open safe, a\n thick steel chamber of commerce. Hancock arrives at the safe.\n Confronts the object inside - Tom.", "HANCOCK\n got to do what you got to do.\n He paces with nervous energy, pounding his fist into the other\n hand. We sense a decision brewing...", "Hancock looks at the boy. They share a second of silence.\n And finally, Hancock-puts out his hand - he approves. Aaron,\n triumphant, SMACKS it for five.", "TOM\n Stay away.\n Hancock does not respond.\n\n TOM (CONT'D)", "INT. BANK SAFE - DAY\n\n There he is, in the corner, a sweaty piece of misery. Tom bears\n his revolver, aimed at Hancock. Hancock enters the safe.", "(POINTING)\n I'm this way.\n Hancock points the opposite way.\n\n HANCOCK\n Need a lift?", "scene amidst SCREAMS from clueless hostages.\n in the blink of an eye, Hancock has Jerry #2 by the collar. With", "Hancock eyes Fish, mentally dissecting the vermin with his bare\n hands. He withdraws from his coat the WAD of loot. Pushes it\n under the window.", "HANCOCK (CONT' D )\n Huh?!\n Takes the smoking gun out of his mouth. Shoves it up the-\n Hoodlum's nose.", "She beckons him. Like a shield, she envelops him with her arms.\n She stares up at Hancock - her eyes, stricken with fear. Or", "MARY\n Please, Hancock. Don't hurt him.\n (grabs him)\n It'll never go away.\n Hancock responds to \"it.\"\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "AARON\n (thinking about it)\n He gets away.\n Hancock inhales what's left of his cigarette. Blows smoke.", "(CONTINUING)\n please. Have a heart, mister.\n Hancock - the fire inside subsides. Cools to a rational state.", "you. And... there doesn't have to be a\n next move.\n Hancock turns on this. Stares at her. He rises from the crouch.", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "HANCOCK\n You smoke?\n\n AARON\n What?", "HANCOCK\n Duty.\n (beat; at Mary)\n You ask a man, Mary, and he'll tell you." ], [ "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "scene amidst SCREAMS from clueless hostages.\n in the blink of an eye, Hancock has Jerry #2 by the collar. With", "Hancock drops his pants.\n Straight-arms the wall with his left. And with his right,\n latches on to his magnanimous member.", "HANCOCK\n got to do what you got to do.\n He paces with nervous energy, pounding his fist into the other\n hand. We sense a decision brewing...", "HANCOCK\n (losing it)\n I need a cigarette, goddamn it!\n He storms from the bed. Heads for the bathroom.", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "AARON\n (thinking about it)\n He gets away.\n Hancock inhales what's left of his cigarette. Blows smoke.", "Hancock bolts from his bed - horrified, eyes cracked with red\n veins. He is soaked.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n\n (AWARE)\n Mr. Longfellow. I'll be leaving, too.", "HANCOCK (CONT' D )\n Huh?!\n Takes the smoking gun out of his mouth. Shoves it up the-\n Hoodlum's nose.", "him. SNIP, goes her scissor.\n Hancock - in his seat, as hard as marble. He seems a bit lost in\n her presence. Baffled.", "soiled in disgrace.\n He moves to the curb, waiting for someone to take him away. No\n Hancock, anywhere.\n Aaron waits, hopeful.", "Hancock in a foul mood. He brushes the Hoodlum away, sending\n flesh and bone against the opposite wall. SNAP goes the landing.\n The Hoodlum. Dead.", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "Hancock - pacing the floor, trying to marshal some emotional\n order.\n He drops to a squat, searching for calm.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (hands it to.him)\n Go on... give it a try. One time. Won't", "HANCOCK\n Of course you don't. Nothing but a kid.\n (beat; takes a puff)\n Smoke no evil.\n Hancock moves over to Aaron, now backed in a corner." ], [ "MARY\n Please, Hancock. Don't hurt him.\n (grabs him)\n It'll never go away.\n Hancock responds to \"it.\"\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "MARY\n (like a little girl)\n Let's see.\n\n HANCOCK\n You have to be quick.\n\n MARY\n Come on, I want to see.", "66.\n Hancock looks away.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)\n\n (CONTINUING)\n You're tense.", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (maniacal; drunk)\n Amway, anyone?\n The pursuit commences - Hancock steadies after Mary, in retreat\n around the living room.", "MARY\n I'm sorry.\n She goes to him, without words to say. In this silence, he\n stares at her his eyes, glazed with thought.\n\n HANCOCK", "Mary is on the floor, wrapped in cape.\n Hancock returns. He's pumped, deranged, and he's lost that\n loving feeling.", "HANCOCK\n Yes...\n (pulling teeth)\n sometimes.\n Mary allows the moment to sink in.", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "MARY\n How?\n Hancock leans forward. Towards Mary. And kisses her.\n Their lips lock, twisted and entwined... until Mary, composing\n her senses, pulls away.", "HANCOCK\n I'm cold.\n Mary hands him the contents of the bag - the trenchcoat.\n\n MARY\n I'm sorry.", "(NERVOUS)\n I came in to... hope you like chicken.\n Hancock nods, watching Mary as she retreats into the kitchen. He", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n The next guy? No. There is no \"I can't.\"\n Just \"I must.\"\n Mary - watching a grown superman unravel.", "MARY\n I love him.\n The death blow.\n\n HANCOCK\n No.\n (turns from her)\n Unacceptable.", "MARY\n\n (OVERLAPPING)\n I'm married.\n A pause.\n\n HANCOCK\n To whom?", "MARY\n Tell me what's wrong.\n He points to the distant ocean - where the horizon curves into\n darkness.\n\n HANCOCK\n Look out there and what do you see, Mary?", "MARY (CONT' D)\n You're leaving?\n\n HANCOCK\n It's getting late.", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "HANCOCK\n You're getting on my nerves.\n\n MARY\n Hancock, please.\n He reaches down and untangles Mary from her son - she concedes\n out of fear for Aaron.", "Hancock listens.\n\n MARY (V.O.)\n once there was a way, to get back\n home...\"\n Her voice grips him. Torments him...", "And with her fingers, Mary reaches inside to feel the rain.\n Hancock watches this - the innocence in her face, as her hand\n touches his." ], [ "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK\n (losing it)\n I need a cigarette, goddamn it!\n He storms from the bed. Heads for the bathroom.", "HANCOCK\n If you blink, you'll miss it.\n Hancock uncups his hands, releasing a billowy MASS of white", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n\n (AWARE)\n Mr. Longfellow. I'll be leaving, too.", "HANCOCK\n It's the haircut, Mary.\n (strikes his head)\n I'm pissed!", "HANCOCK (CONT' D)", "(BEAT)\n I know that. And I'm sorry.\n Hancock - a committed stare into space. Can he hear her?\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "64.\n Hancock - he's lost.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)", "MARY!\n Hancock - not a word. He stands in comatose silence, looking\n pale.", "MARY\n Please, Hancock. Don't hurt him.\n (grabs him)\n It'll never go away.\n Hancock responds to \"it.\"\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "89.\n Hancock has no response.\n\n U", "HANCOCK\n (nothing happened)\n How are you?\n In unison, they turn to the UPS vehicle - a .mangled heap of", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n (maniacal; drunk)\n Amway, anyone?\n The pursuit commences - Hancock steadies after Mary, in retreat\n around the living room.", "HANCOCK\n Yes...\n (pulling teeth)\n sometimes.\n Mary allows the moment to sink in.", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "123.\n He gets up. Tries to walk. Can't.\n Hancock - on the app roach, maintaining a cruel but steady pace", "MARY (V.O.)\n \"Golden slumber fills your eyes. Smiles\n awake you when you rise.\"\n Hancock wavers on consciousness - quite unlike him." ], [ "MARY\n How?\n Hancock leans forward. Towards Mary. And kisses her.\n Their lips lock, twisted and entwined... until Mary, composing\n her senses, pulls away.", "MARY\n Hancock... what...", "MARY (CONT'D)\n Hancock?\n The sound of her voice takes him. He snaps out of it.", "MARY\n\n (OVERLAPPING)\n I'm married.\n A pause.\n\n HANCOCK\n To whom?", "MARY\n I love him.\n The death blow.\n\n HANCOCK\n No.\n (turns from her)\n Unacceptable.", "MARY!\n Hancock - not a word. He stands in comatose silence, looking\n pale.", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "MARY\n I'm sorry.\n She goes to him, without words to say. In this silence, he\n stares at her his eyes, glazed with thought.\n\n HANCOCK", "MARY\n Please, Hancock. Don't hurt him.\n (grabs him)\n It'll never go away.\n Hancock responds to \"it.\"\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "HANCOCK\n Yes...\n (pulling teeth)\n sometimes.\n Mary allows the moment to sink in.", "116.\n\n MARY\n I'm cold..\n Hancock does not respond.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "66.\n Hancock looks away.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)\n\n (CONTINUING)\n You're tense.", "MARY\n (like a little girl)\n Let's see.\n\n HANCOCK\n You have to be quick.\n\n MARY\n Come on, I want to see.", "HANCOCK\n You're getting on my nerves.\n\n MARY\n Hancock, please.\n He reaches down and untangles Mary from her son - she concedes\n out of fear for Aaron.", "MARY\n Yes.\n Inside Aaron's head: My mother + Hancock? Nah!", "The Big Haircut. Mary and Hancock - up close. Mary runs her\n fingers through his hair, testing his length. She leans into", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)" ], [ "MARY\n How?\n Hancock leans forward. Towards Mary. And kisses her.\n Their lips lock, twisted and entwined... until Mary, composing\n her senses, pulls away.", "MARY\n I love him.\n The death blow.\n\n HANCOCK\n No.\n (turns from her)\n Unacceptable.", "MARY\n I'm sorry.\n She goes to him, without words to say. In this silence, he\n stares at her his eyes, glazed with thought.\n\n HANCOCK", "MARY\n Please, Hancock. Don't hurt him.\n (grabs him)\n It'll never go away.\n Hancock responds to \"it.\"\n\n MARY (CONT' D)", "MARY (CONT' D)\n You're leaving?\n\n HANCOCK\n It's getting late.", "MARY\n\n (OVERLAPPING)\n I'm married.\n A pause.\n\n HANCOCK\n To whom?", "Mary huddles in her spot, occasionally stealing glances outside.\n Hancock simply stares at her. At the curves of her gentle frame.\n The alcohol's wearing off.", "116.\n\n MARY\n I'm cold..\n Hancock does not respond.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)", "HANCOCK\n Make it go away, Mary.\n Mary huddles against the wall..She watches on, watching him\n struggle.", "66.\n Hancock looks away.\n\n MARY (CONT'D)\n\n (CONTINUING)\n You're tense.", "HANCOCK\n Yes...\n (pulling teeth)\n sometimes.\n Mary allows the moment to sink in.", "MARY\n What're you doing?\n\n HANCOCK\n What I got to do.\n\n CUT TO:", "HANCOCK\n You're getting on my nerves.\n\n MARY\n Hancock, please.\n He reaches down and untangles Mary from her son - she concedes\n out of fear for Aaron.", "MARY!\n Hancock - not a word. He stands in comatose silence, looking\n pale.", "HANCOCK\n Hi.\n\n (EMBARRASSED)\n Thank you for being here.\n\n MARY\n Is everything all right?", "MARY (CONT' D)\n\n (CONCERNED)\n What's wrong?\n\n HANCOCK\n (constipated; following some", "MARY\n (like a little girl)\n Let's see.\n\n HANCOCK\n You have to be quick.\n\n MARY\n Come on, I want to see.", "77.\n She kneels to sweep up hair. Hancock follows her down.\n\n HANCOCK\n Mary?\n\n MARY\n Yes?", "HANCOCK (CONT'D)\n The next guy? No. There is no \"I can't.\"\n Just \"I must.\"\n Mary - watching a grown superman unravel.", "HANCOCK\n Please...\n A sudden burst of anger seizes Mary. She SCREAMS... STRIKES\n Hancock across the face.\n\n MARY" ] ]

[ "Which city sends court subpoenas to Hancock asking that he address the property damages he causes? ", "What does John Hancock do when he gets a count subpoenas?", "What is Ray Embrey's profession?", "What happens when John Hancock allows himself to be jailed in Los Angeles?", "Who is Red Parker?", "What is Ray Embrey pitching before he meets John Hancock?", "What does Mary tell Hancock happens when two immortals team up?", "Where does Hancock live after he leaves Los Angeles?", "What does Hancock do to show his gratitude to Ray Embrey?", "In what city does John Hancock live?", "Why does Hancock owe the city of Los Angeles money?", "What does Ray Embry do for a living?", "How does Hancock meet Ray Embry?", "What is the name of Ray Embry's wife?", "What does Mary do when Hancock kisses her?", " What important life event did Hancock forget due to amnesia?", "What injury does Hancock suffer when he tries to stop a robbery at a liquor store?", "How long did Hancock have amnesia?", "What is name of the man who injures Mary?", "Where does Hancock use his superpowers to stop criminals?", "Why do the police in L.A. not support Hancock?", "Why does Hancock cause so much damage when stopping criminals?", "How do Hancock and Ray meet?", "What does Ray offer Hancock in exchange for saving his life?", "What happens when Hancock is in jail?", "How does Hancock learn that Ray's wife Mary had superpowers?", "How long has Hancock had amnesia?", "How are Hancock and Mary related?", "What prevents Hancock and Mary from staying together?" ]

[ [ "Los Angeles.", "la" ], [ "Hancock ignores the subpoenas.", "Ignored them" ], [ "Ray Embrey is a public relations spokesperson.", "Public relations spokesperson." ], [ "The crime rate rises after Hancock is incarcerated.", "crime rate goes up" ], [ "The leader of the bank robbers.", "Main robber" ], [ "Ray Embrey is pitching his All Heart logo for corporations who are extraordinarily charitable. ", "The All-Heart logo for companies that are extremely charitable." ], [ "They lose their superpowers, begin to grow old, and lose their immortality. ", "they get weak" ], [ "Hancock takes up residence in New York City.", "new york city" ], [ "Hancock paints Embrey's All Heart logo on the moon thus creating a worldwide advertisement. ", "Paints an All-Heart logo on the moon." ], [ "Los Angeles", "Los Angeles." ], [ "He has created a lot of property damage.", "Property damage." ], [ "He works in public relations.", "PR spokesperson" ], [ "He rescues him when his car get stuck in front of an oncoming train.", "He saves him from a train." ], [ "Mary.", "Mary" ], [ "She throws him through a wall.", "Mary responds passionately at first but then throws Hancock through a wall and into the street." ], [ "That he is married to Mary.", "He was attacked in an alley." ], [ "He's shot in the chest.", "Shot in chest" ], [ "80 years.", "80 years" ], [ "Red Parker", "Not explicitly known." ], [ "Los Angeles.", "la" ], [ "He constantly causes the city millions of dollars in damages.", "Causes to much damage to town" ], [ "He is an alcoholic.", "superpowers" ], [ "Hancock saves his life.", "Hancock saves him" ], [ "To repair his reputation.", "To improve his public image." ], [ "The crime rate in city rises.", "The crime rate rises." ], [ "When she throws him through a wall.", "She throws him through a wall." ], [ "80 years.", "Eighty years" ], [ "They are husband and wife.", "They are an ancient race and were husband/wife." ], [ "If they stay together they will lose their immortality and other superpowers.", "it will reduce their powers" ] ]

[ [ "Moments later a CRASHING SOUND comes echoing over the ridge \nlike thunder. The Cowboys look up, startled. Pony Deal \npoints:", "While the orchestra tunes up and the crowd's excitement rises, \nWhite sits next to Wyatt, pointing out the different Cowboys \nand giving a thumbnail sketch of each as we PAN over them:", "The Cowboys are gathered on a rise. Curly Bill stands before \nthem, silhouetted against the boiling sky, arms outstretched,", "2 Cowboys, Ringo's seconds, ride up to where Wyatt and his men \nstand dismounted, waiting. One points to a thicket nearby:", "Apache're scared of 'em. There's\n A couple right there: Sherman\n McMasters and Pony Deal. Can\n Always spot a Cowboy, they all", "The Cowboys swagger by defiantly, giving the Earps sidelong \nglances. Meanwhile, the street starts to BUZZ, townspeople \nbeginning to notice that something is happening.", "The Cowboys charge forward, outnumbering them better than 2 to \n1 and only 100 yards away. The possemen choke up on their \nreins, alerting their horses for action as:", "The Cowboys are gathered around a huge bonfire, sparks \ndrifting up toward the heavens, faces vivid in the firelight \nlike an ancient warrior host. Curly Bill faces them, bottle \nin hand:", "The Cowboys tense up, ready for action. Wyatt holds his \nground, his hard, steady gaze zeroing in on Ike:\n\n WYATT\n You. Come here a second.", "only 100 yards away. The Cowboys tense up more and more, \nbiting lips, grinding teeth. The 4th Cowboy turns to the \nnearby 3rd Cowboy:", "They whirl around and disappear into the cut. The Cowboys \nkeep coming. Wyatt's group reaches the little trail leading", "Ringo crouches by the fire with the other Cowboys, his face a \ndeeply shadowed mask. 2 Iron Springs survivors stand before \nhim:", "The Cowboys are camped on a mountaintop overlooking Hooker's \nranch in the valley below. A messenger rides up with a letter \nfor Behan as Ringo paces, studying the set up with Ike.", "They pull shotguns from their saddles and start down over the \nrocks on foot, creeping up on the camp, seemingly undetected. \nBut suddenly the Cowboys by the fire dive behind a log and:", "The Cowboys watch as Wyatt gallops up, dragging Florentino's \nbullet-riddled body behind him. He reins up, un-dallying the", "GUNSHOTS as the Cowboys fire their pistols and shout, running \ntheir stolen herd out of a draw into a clearing where the", "They look. Wyatt and his horsemen stand waiting at the mouth \nof the cut. They tense, the 1st Cowboy squinting against the", "The Cowboys line-up on a rise, blocking the road. They draw \ntheir guns. Wyatt and his men keep coming, now 200 yards", "Behan and Jospehine watch from the hotel as the 6 Cowboys, all \nbut Ike armed with pistols, walk side-by-side down the middle \nof Allen.", "Doc and Wyatt cover the Cowboys while the others scatter their \nherd with pistol shots. Indignant, Swilling sneers at Wyatt:" ], [ "The Cowboys are gathered on a rise. Curly Bill stands before \nthem, silhouetted against the boiling sky, arms outstretched,", "They herd the Cowboys over to one side of camp, shouting, \"Get \nover there!\", \"Move it!\", etc. But Barnes brazens up to \nWyatt:", "Moments later a CRASHING SOUND comes echoing over the ridge \nlike thunder. The Cowboys look up, startled. Pony Deal \npoints:", "The Cowboys watch as Wyatt gallops up, dragging Florentino's \nbullet-riddled body behind him. He reins up, un-dallying the", "The Cowboys charge forward, outnumbering them better than 2 to \n1 and only 100 yards away. The possemen choke up on their \nreins, alerting their horses for action as:", "The Cowboys are gathered around a huge bonfire, sparks \ndrifting up toward the heavens, faces vivid in the firelight \nlike an ancient warrior host. Curly Bill faces them, bottle \nin hand:", "The Cowboys tense up, ready for action. Wyatt holds his \nground, his hard, steady gaze zeroing in on Ike:\n\n WYATT\n You. Come here a second.", "The Cowboys are camped on a mountaintop overlooking Hooker's \nranch in the valley below. A messenger rides up with a letter \nfor Behan as Ringo paces, studying the set up with Ike.", "Billy reluctantly hands over the leadline. Wyatt mounts and \nrides off with Dick Nailor in tow, Curly Bill riding \nalongside.", "the 1st Cowboy. Only a few yards in front of them, he whips \nhis horse frantically, trying to get away. McMasters is about", "The Cowboys line-up on a rise, blocking the road. They draw \ntheir guns. Wyatt and his men keep coming, now 200 yards", "GUNSHOTS as the Cowboys fire their pistols and shout, running \ntheir stolen herd out of a draw into a clearing where the", "2 Cowboys, Ringo's seconds, ride up to where Wyatt and his men \nstand dismounted, waiting. One points to a thicket nearby:", "WYATT\n They're nothing. They're nobody.\n I want the Cowboys. All of 'em. I\n Mean to break 'em up, drive 'em\n Out of the territory.", "Doc and Wyatt cover the Cowboys while the others scatter their \nherd with pistol shots. Indignant, Swilling sneers at Wyatt:", "Down the road, Wyatt asnd his men pull their shotguns, holding \nthem at the ready as they break into a gallop. The Cowboy on \nthe rock jumps down, mounting his horse.", "Old Man Clanton leads 4 other Cowboys with a herd through the \nrocky canyon, slipping a flask and singing as the first shot", "Behan and the other Cowboys wait at the road above the canyon. \n30 strong, mounted and ready. Ike rides up, full of \nanticipation:", "They look. Wyatt and his horsemen stand waiting at the mouth \nof the cut. They tense, the 1st Cowboy squinting against the", "WYATT\n So're the Cowboys. They're up\n That road right now, waiting to\n Jump us." ], [ "RINGO\n Curly Bill? He killed Curly Bill?\n\nRingo starts making strange little inarticulate sounds, \ninhaling and exhaling like an animal, eyes swimming in \npanic....", "The others shrug and ride off. Curly Bill pulls his pistol, \nspinning it. Back inside the Oriental it's late, few patrons", "With a reassuring smile, Curly Bill holds his pistol out butt-\nfirst. White reaches for it, visibly relieved. But quick as", "Outside Curly Bill starts taking potshots at a passerby's \nfeet, making him dance down the street and scurry for cover. \nCurly Bill cackles. Inside White turns uneasily to Wyatt:", "In tight on Curly Bill as the news sinks in. He clenches his \nfist in rage, then bites a knuckle, getting his control back.", "Wyatt's clothes jerk and ripple as bullets pass through, but \nhe just keeps coming. Seeing this, Curly Bill also stands, a", "Curly Bill waves away his men's fire and walks toward Wyatt, \n12 gauge shotgun in one hand, .45 in the other, BLASTING away.", "And now for the first time we see fear in these men, actual \nnaked fear. But Curly Bill laughs, having the time of his \nlife.", "At the last possible instant, Curly Bill flashes into frame \nalong with Stillwell and Spence, grabbing Ringo from behind \nwhile the Earps step in front of Doc.", "CURLY BILL\n Oh, we had a big time!\n The Old Man, Curly Bill, and Ringo rein up and look out at the", "Curly Bill casually FIRES his shotgun into the Captain's legs, \ndropping him into a splayed lotus position. Curly Bill knods.\n\n CURLY BILL\n Gracias.", "CURLY BILL\n Wyatt Earp, huh? I heard of you.", "GROUNDS\n What d'you think? I didn't think\n Curly Bill could be killed. I'm", "And with that, Wyatt lets go with BOTH BARRELS. Curly Bill's \nmid-section VAPORIZES, the huge double-charge of buckshot", "Later. As the Earps and Doc step out on the sidewalk we can \nsee the semi-conscious Curly Bill through the front door of", "pistol, heaving a sigh of relief as he pulls the still-groggy \nCurly Bill to his feet and hauls him reeling toward the jail.", "Curly Bill beckons. Happy as a lark, Breakenridge takes the \nseat next to him. Up above, the Earps sit in a box, the women \nthrilled:", "so close it sets his clothes on fire. Curly Bill turns just \nas Wyatt flashes into frame and SLAMS him over the head with", "WHITE\n Hey, Curly? Come on now, boy...\n\nCurly Bill spins around. White's gun stares him in the face.", "\"Murdered On The Streets Of Tombstone\". As they take places \nat the gravesite Wyatt approaches Curly Bill." ], [ "They hand over their guns while Virgil looks at the 2 dead men \nlying in the street, shaking his head:\n\n VIRGIL\n What kinda town is this?", "VIRGIL\n Come on Mayor, he already told\n You no.\n\n CLUM\n What about you? You were a lawman.", "VIRGIL\n (pauses, thinking)\n No, damn it, it's wrong, they're\n Breakin' the law.", "WYATT\n You'll never make that stick.\n\n VIRGIL\n They're carrying guns in town.", "Morgan and Virgil enter with FRED WHITE, the jovial old town \nmarshal. Shaking hands, all 4 go up Allen, taking in the \ntown.", "Billy pauses, chastened. Suddenly there's another commotion \nas Virgil and Morgan bull their way through the crowd from \nbehind with shotguns.", "their guns. The Earps instantly tense up, hands on their \npistols. Virgil waves his hands frantically, afraid they've \nmisunderstood:", "Virgil trades the shotgun for Doc's cane. Doc folds the \nshotgun under his cloak. They get set, waiting for Wyatt's \ncue. Finally:", "WHITE\n Who, Behan? He ain't no law, only\n Real law here's the Cowboys.\n\n VIRGIL\n The Cowboys, yeah. I heard of 'em.", "WYATT\n Wait till the liquor wears off.\n Once they start getting headaches\n They'll lose interest.\n\n VIRGIL\n Wyatt, they're threatening our lives.", "In tight on a gleaming silver shield, \"Town Marshal, \nTombstone, A.T.\" PULL BACK to reveal it pinned to Virgil's", "Morgan pulls back his vest, revealing Virgil's badge. Wyatt \ndrops into a corner chair, defeated. Morgan makes a shot,", "VIRGIL\n I can't hardly believe it. It's \n Working out just like you said,\n Wyatt. We're lootin' this burg\n Six ways through Sunday.", "WYATT\n (pauses)\n All right, Virge, your call. But\n Give Doc the shotgun. They'll be\n Less apt to get nervy if they see\n Him on the street howitzer.", "fight, FIRING wildly. Virgil gets up, FIRING BACK. The whole \nscene now bathed in thick smoke, the fight starts swirling", "Virgil does an unsteady stutter-step, his face taking on a \npleading, almost childlike look of panic. But as he turns his", "He turns and walks back to the street without another word.\n\n WYATT\n Wait a minute, Virgil! Where you goin'?", "They spin around. Wyatt stands behind them, looking down the \nbarrels of Virgil's big 10 gauge. Stillwell raises his", "The sound of the gunshots are lost in the wind and thunder as \nVirgil gets up, yawning:\n\n VIRGIL\n Getting late. Guess I'll turn in.", "WYATT\n I'm the one made a mess. Made a\n Right fair mess of the whole thing.\n\nWyatt looks down, miserable. Virgil looks up at the sky:" ], [ "The Cowboys are gathered on a rise. Curly Bill stands before \nthem, silhouetted against the boiling sky, arms outstretched,", "Billy reluctantly hands over the leadline. Wyatt mounts and \nrides off with Dick Nailor in tow, Curly Bill riding \nalongside.", "The Cowboys are gathered around a huge bonfire, sparks \ndrifting up toward the heavens, faces vivid in the firelight \nlike an ancient warrior host. Curly Bill faces them, bottle \nin hand:", "And now for the first time we see fear in these men, actual \nnaked fear. But Curly Bill laughs, having the time of his \nlife.", "With a reassuring smile, Curly Bill holds his pistol out butt-\nfirst. White reaches for it, visibly relieved. But quick as", "CURLY BILL\n Oh, we had a big time!\n The Old Man, Curly Bill, and Ringo rein up and look out at the", "In tight on Curly Bill as the news sinks in. He clenches his \nfist in rage, then bites a knuckle, getting his control back.", "The others shrug and ride off. Curly Bill pulls his pistol, \nspinning it. Back inside the Oriental it's late, few patrons", "Outside Curly Bill starts taking potshots at a passerby's \nfeet, making him dance down the street and scurry for cover. \nCurly Bill cackles. Inside White turns uneasily to Wyatt:", "Wyatt's clothes jerk and ripple as bullets pass through, but \nhe just keeps coming. Seeing this, Curly Bill also stands, a", "Clum pats the embers out in White's clothes but as Wyatt \nstarts to haul Curly Bill up he suddenly finds himself \nsurrounded by Ike, Billy Clanton, and six other Cowboys.", "ahead, and drives on. A few beats then Curly Bill turns to \nIke:", "Curly Bill waves away his men's fire and walks toward Wyatt, \n12 gauge shotgun in one hand, .45 in the other, BLASTING away.", "Wyatt keeps dealing, Doc keeps playing. White draws himself \nup and exits. Outside, Curly Bill reloads and keeps shooting.", "RINGO\n Curly Bill? He killed Curly Bill?\n\nRingo starts making strange little inarticulate sounds, \ninhaling and exhaling like an animal, eyes swimming in \npanic....", "Joyce hands him a Colt from under the bar. Outside White \ncovers Curly Bill, trembling harder now. An adrenaline rush", "At the last possible instant, Curly Bill flashes into frame \nalong with Stillwell and Spence, grabbing Ringo from behind \nwhile the Earps step in front of Doc.", "Curly Bill studies a map drawn in the dirt, listening with \nRingo, Ike, etc. while the 1st Cowboy describes the battle:", "Crouched by Curly Bill, Barnes chuckles. A confident ripple \nof laughter goes through the Cowboy line-they know they've got \nthem. On the other side, Vermillion shakes his head grimly.", "JOHNSON\n Christ!\n\nHunched behind the logs on the opposite side with 15 more \nCowboys, Curly Bill raises his head, grinning and shouting:" ], [ "DOC\n Come on! Come on!\n\nBut finally Ringo falls over into the crook of the oak tree, \nhis pistol firing into the air harmlessly. Doc looks down at \nhim, shaking his head:", "Beside himself, Doc helps Wyatt to a nearby rock, sitting him \ndown and examining him, running his hands all over his body. \nThe others FIRE at the Cowboys retreating on horseback.", "Doc points to Wyatt's badge. He takes it off, pressing it \ninto Doc's hand. Doc smiles then does pass out. Wyatt \nexits....", "Doc opens his arms, giving Frank a clear shot at his chest. \nFrank FIRES. The bullet grazes Doc's holster. Frank trudges", "Though on his feet, it's clear Doc is as sick as ever, \nsweating and panting, running on sheer animal courage. Wyatt", "Suddenly looking very sick, Doc sways dizzily in the saddle. \nWyatt dismounts, reaching for him. The others do the same:\n\n WYATT\n Doc...", "Doc struggles to sit up, sweating and trembling, finally \nfalling back down, almost passing out. Wyatt puts a hand on \nhis forehead.", "Later. Doc sits up in bed, revived but looking like death \nwarmed over, mouth gaping open, eyes swimming with every \nbreath. DR. GOODFELLOW stands by the bed, putting on his \njacket.", "Doc lies in bed, semi-conscious, white as a sheet, drenched in \nsweat. The others look on, worried. Hooker shakes his head:", "DOC\n Wyatt, my God! You're shot to pieces!\n\n WYATT\n No...", "DOC\n Don't touch me, God damn it! Just\n Don't touch me! Come on...\n\nDoc turns his horse, as if to ride on, then faints dead away.", "Doc sits by the fire, shaking and shivering and sweating. \nVermillion comes up and tries to cover him with a blanket, \nbut:\n\n DOC\n Don't touch me!", "FIRING. Another goes down. Doc leaps from the rocks, gun in \nhand, and:", "stands behind him, his hands poised to help, trying to will \nhim into the saddle, jerking his hands behind him every time \nDoc looks back. Finally, with a last grunt, Doc throws a leg", "Wyatt keeps dealing, Doc keeps playing. White draws himself \nup and exits. Outside, Curly Bill reloads and keeps shooting.", "closer, about to fire again but Doc DRILLS him through the \nheart while in the next millisecond Morgan FIRES from his \nprone position on the ground, the big .45 BLAST carrying away", "It's late and the last rays of the sun come through the \nwindow, falling on the bed where Doc lies, awake but looking \nlike hell. Wyatt sits next to him, staring at the floor. \nAfter a moment:", "wild and bulging, a bloody hand clutching his wounds, Frank \nstaggers across the lot, bearing down on Doc through the \nsmoke:", "A long tense moment then both grunt in unison. Blurred \nmovement, the FLASH of a GUNSHOT. Doc slaps his gun back in", "DOC\n Well, good evening then.\n\nThey exit. The others look down at the groaning Bailey lying \nin a pool of his own blood. A GAMBLER shakes his head:" ], [ "Again he tries to stand. This time he keels over onto the \nfloor and starts coughing up blood. Wyatt rushes to him.", "body toward Wyatt we suddenly see that his whole left side is \nin bloody shreds, his left arm dangling unnaturally by a few", "WYATT\n Dear God, this is the last \n Battle. I worked it out in my\n Head every which way and I know", "Wyatt takes Morgan in his arms. The doctor probes. Morgan \njerks violently. Suddenly we hear a blood-curdling SCREAM.", "WYATT\n Oh, my God...", "The Cowboys watch as Wyatt gallops up, dragging Florentino's \nbullet-riddled body behind him. He reins up, un-dallying the", "JOHNSON\n All right Wyatt, maybe you can.\n But you gotta die to do it.\n Understand? You gotta die!\n\nIn tight on Wyatt as these words sink in and....", "Wyatt is up on his stallion, riding along the foot of a high \nhill. Coming to a cut, he suddenly stops. Josephine is 100", "Wyatt opens the coach door for her. She gets in. It pulls \nout with a crack of the driver's whip. She and Wyatt hold \neach other's gaze as the stage recedes into the distance. \nThen:", "Wyatt nods. Vermillion nods to Johnson who crouches down with \na pair of dice. He makes one pass, two passes... Finally:", "the ground. He jumps up, spitting out a mouthful, and starts \nrunning. Wyatt leaps on this black and it streaks forward,", "WYATT\n Oh, great. Disarmed my ass...", "from his hand and the fight is officially over, having lasted \nonly some 20 seconds. Wyatt helps Morgan to his feet as Behan \nstrides briskly onto the scene, addressing Wyatt:", "WYATT\n You die first, get it? The others \n Might get me in a rush but before\n That I'm gonna make your head\n Into a canoe. Understand?", "WYATT\n A human life. Twelve dollars.\n\nWyatt nods, still coming, cold-blooded murder in his eye. \nFlorentino screams, raising his gun:", "across the table with one leg dangling over the edge, jerking \nand shuddering involuntarily. Wyatt rushes to him. The dog", "Wyatt ignores them, riding up to within 20 feet of Billy and \ndismounting. Billy looks up, supremely confident and \nunconcerned.", "They shake hands then Wyatt motions to his men. They take off \nat a graceful lope, riding through camp toward the deadfall", "WYATT\n ...but he says did I actually see\n it happen and I said, no, when I\n arrived Fred'd already been shot.", "Wyatt bears down on Pony Deal at a dead run. Pony Deal turns \nin the saddle and FIRES at him. We feel a surge of breathless" ], [ "The Cowboys are camped on a mountaintop overlooking Hooker's \nranch in the valley below. A messenger rides up with a letter \nfor Behan as Ringo paces, studying the set up with Ike.", "Behan and the other Cowboys wait at the road above the canyon. \n30 strong, mounted and ready. Ike rides up, full of \nanticipation:", "The Cowboys are gathered around a huge bonfire, sparks \ndrifting up toward the heavens, faces vivid in the firelight \nlike an ancient warrior host. Curly Bill faces them, bottle \nin hand:", "The Cowboys are gathered on a rise. Curly Bill stands before \nthem, silhouetted against the boiling sky, arms outstretched,", "Curly Bill studies a map drawn in the dirt, listening with \nRingo, Ike, etc. while the 1st Cowboy describes the battle:", "EXT - LOT BEHIND O.K. CORRAL - DAY\n\nBehan dashes around the corner into the lot, facing the \nCowboys.", "The Earps slow their step, gathering themselves. This is it, \nno turning back now. The Cowboys spread out. As the Earps", "2 Cowboys, Ringo's seconds, ride up to where Wyatt and his men \nstand dismounted, waiting. One points to a thicket nearby:", "Clum pats the embers out in White's clothes but as Wyatt \nstarts to haul Curly Bill up he suddenly finds himself \nsurrounded by Ike, Billy Clanton, and six other Cowboys.", "JOHNSON\n Christ!\n\nHunched behind the logs on the opposite side with 15 more \nCowboys, Curly Bill raises his head, grinning and shouting:", "The Cowboy posse is camped in a draw up in the Whetstones. \nThey look up as the stage rolls up and stops. Shouting and", "Without a word Wyatt climbs onto the wagon and shakes the \nreins, driving off. He pulls up in front of the Cowboys. \nThey make a show of pretending to hide their guns. Wyatt \nlooks straight ahead:", "The Cowboys swagger by defiantly, giving the Earps sidelong \nglances. Meanwhile, the street starts to BUZZ, townspeople \nbeginning to notice that something is happening.", "The Earps quicken their step as Behan enters Fly's gallery. \nSeeing the approaching Earp party, the Cowboys glance around", "Wyatt's group rides over the hill overlooking the ranch house \nVermillion keeping Doc in the saddle. Hooker and 3 of his \nhands rides out to them:", "at each other, setting themselves. Now at the end of the \nsidealk, the Earps can see that the Cowboys are still armed \nand their relief evaporates. Wyatt mutters under his breath:", "A camp near a waterhole with 2 Cowboys crouched by a fire, \nsipping coffee. Wyatt's men ride up to the rocks overlooking \nit and dismount, unseen.", "Tyler scuttles off as Behan approaches affably. Doc sniffs.\n\n WYATT\n Sheriff Behan, Doc Holliday.", "The Cowboys line-up on a rise, blocking the road. They draw \ntheir guns. Wyatt and his men keep coming, now 200 yards", "BEHAN\n Newcomers, eh? Names John Behan,\n I'm Cochise County Sheriff. Just\n Hit town?" ], [ "the 1st Cowboy. Only a few yards in front of them, he whips \nhis horse frantically, trying to get away. McMasters is about", "to fire when Wyatt rides up, deflecting the shot. The Cowboy \nmakes it over a rise and disappears.", "OUT the screen for an instant, making the drover seem to \ndisappear. The lawmen spin around. The thin man breaks the", "Down the road, Wyatt asnd his men pull their shotguns, holding \nthem at the ready as they break into a gallop. The Cowboy on \nthe rock jumps down, mounting his horse.", "Moments later a CRASHING SOUND comes echoing over the ridge \nlike thunder. The Cowboys look up, startled. Pony Deal \npoints:", "into a seated position then rolls over with a moan and passes \nout. Meanwhile, seeing his chance, Florentino ducks down and \nmakes for the remuda as Doc looks down at Swilling.", "The others keep going, leaving him behind. But seeing Wyatt \nbearing down on him, Ike finally bolts himself, pounding off", "The Cowboys watch as Wyatt gallops up, dragging Florentino's \nbullet-riddled body behind him. He reins up, un-dallying the", "rises and Fabian steps out, a purple velvet cloak wrapped \nresplendently about him like a toga. In the audience, Curly \nBill's mouth drops:", "up the wall of the cut he used to avoid Josephine. They \nclamber up the side of the cut at a bounding gallop, unseen, \nas moments later the Cowboys gallop by and continue through", "Beside himself, Doc helps Wyatt to a nearby rock, sitting him \ndown and examining him, running his hands all over his body. \nThe others FIRE at the Cowboys retreating on horseback.", "at each other, setting themselves. Now at the end of the \nsidealk, the Earps can see that the Cowboys are still armed \nand their relief evaporates. Wyatt mutters under his breath:", "Without a word Wyatt climbs onto the wagon and shakes the \nreins, driving off. He pulls up in front of the Cowboys. \nThey make a show of pretending to hide their guns. Wyatt \nlooks straight ahead:", "Everyone freezes. A worried-looking Florentino shrinks back \nbehind the others, trying not to be spotted. Meanwhile Doc \nleans down and pokes his pistol into a nearby Cowboy's \nforehead.", "MCMASTERS\n Florentino! He's getting away!\n\n WYATT\n Drop his horse.", "Billy reluctantly hands over the leadline. Wyatt mounts and \nrides off with Dick Nailor in tow, Curly Bill riding \nalongside.", "They pull shotguns from their saddles and start down over the \nrocks on foot, creeping up on the camp, seemingly undetected. \nBut suddenly the Cowboys by the fire dive behind a log and:", "directions, scurrying away like cockroaches from a light. Ike \nlooks around, screaming at them, beside himself as the 4th \nCowboy rides by:", "following the tiny, narrow path at a breathtaking clip, the \ntrail finally plunging them back into the draw behind the \nCowboys. They speed up to the opposite mouth of the cut,", "GUNSHOTS as the Cowboys fire their pistols and shout, running \ntheir stolen herd out of a draw into a clearing where the" ], [ "DEPUTY\n (points at Wyatt)\n The tall man over there, Marshal.\n I'm not sure but I think that's\n Wyatt Earp.", "DOC\n Wyatt Earp is my friend.\n\n VERMILLION\n Hell, I got lot's of friends.", "1ST REPORTER\n Don't you know? That's Wyatt\n Earp, the Lion of Tombstone, and\n His lady fair.", "CURLY BILL\n Wyatt Earp, huh? I heard of you.", "and slim in a black frock coat and black flat-brim hat, he \nmoves with assurance and grace, a man in control. This is \nWYATT EARP.", "WYATT\n Just this minute. I'm Wyatt Earp,\n These're my brothers-\n\n BEHAN\n Wyatt Earp...Dodge City, right?", "Down the block, unseen by the Earps, a wild-eyed Tyler is \nadvancing on them with a sawed-off shotgun. He is within 20 \nfeet when suddenly:", "JOSEPHINE\n Wyatt Earp, I know. I was\n Beginning to think we'd never\n Meet. This is fortuitous. That\n Means lucky.", "BEHAN\n That's Wyatt Earp. Made quite a \n Name for himself as a peace\n Officer in Kansas.\n\n JOSEPHINE\n A peace officer... Impressive man", "LUCINDA'S SON\n Wyatt Earp, the two-gun man,\n Whistling death and bloody", "at each other, setting themselves. Now at the end of the \nsidealk, the Earps can see that the Cowboys are still armed \nand their relief evaporates. Wyatt mutters under his breath:", "DAKE\n Wyatt Earp? Oh, right, Dodge City.\n\nBack down the platform Wyatt strokes the stallion gently, \nlooking up as Dake approaches.", "After the show and theatergoers, including the Earps, stroll \nhomeward arm-in-arm down Allen, all looking up at the clear \nnight sky above. At the Oriental Wyatt stops, turning to \nVirgil:", "V.O. NARRATION\n \"Wyatt Earp died in Los Angeles\n in 1929. Among the pallbearers at", "cottage into the street while snarling things like, \"shut \nup...deadbeats...move it!\" The Earps stop, staring at this", "DAKE\n Mr. Earp? My name's Dake, Crawley Dake. I'm the U.S. Marshal \n for-\n\n\n WYATT\n Forget it.", "Without a word Wyatt climbs onto the wagon and shakes the \nreins, driving off. He pulls up in front of the Cowboys. \nThey make a show of pretending to hide their guns. Wyatt \nlooks straight ahead:", "Wyatt's clothes jerk and ripple as bullets pass through, but \nhe just keeps coming. Seeing this, Curly Bill also stands, a", "TYLER\n Wyatt? Wyatt Earp?\n\n MORGAN\n Going into business for\n Ourselves. Wyatt just got us a \n Faro game.", "An ARMED DROVER creeps up behind the lawmen, about to fire....\n\n V.O. NARRATION\n \"But Wyatt had a guardian angel.\"" ], [ "Wyatt turns. His brothers stand behind him, smiling. Though \nVIRGIL is a little older and heavier. MORGAN a little younger", "Wyatt looks enquiringly at his brothers. They shrug. He's \ncalling the shots. Wyatt shrugs back. Finally:", "WYATT\n Yeah, but some of the things they\n Say your brothers've done...", "WYATT\n No? Brothers to the bone, right?\n\n MCMASTERS\n Not anymore, not after this.", "Wyatt exhales wearily then crouches down in front of his baby \nbrother, looking deep in his eyes, his voice soft, plaintive:", "and slimmer, they're otherwise identical to Wyatt, right down \nto their style of dress. Wyatt breaks into a grin, hugging \nthem both, his cool replaced with an almost boyish enthusiasm.", "Wyatt spots Doc and walks up, brothers in tow. Though they \ndon't so much as shake hands, we sense a strong bond between \nthe 2 men.", "Wyatt turns into the Oriental. His brothers follow. Ringo \nhowls:\n\n RINGO\n Wretched slugs, don't any of you\n Have the guts to play for blood?", "Wyatt touches his arm, a look of unutterable sadness in his \neyes. This is the one thing he didn't want for his little \nbrother....", "WYATT\n Virgil?\n\n VIRGIL\n Wyatt...", "WYATT\n Nothing to do with me? I'm your \n Brother for Christ's sake. God, I", "WYATT\n Satisfied?\n\n DOC\n I stand corrected. Wyatt. You're\n An oak.", "Tears well up in Wyatt's eyes. He touches his brother's face. \nMorgan's eyelids start fluttering. Wyatt squeezes his hand.", "WYATT\n Well... Come on, boys.", "WYATT\n Just this minute. I'm Wyatt Earp,\n These're my brothers-\n\n BEHAN\n Wyatt Earp...Dodge City, right?", "WYATT \n (hugs her, laughing)\n Allie-girl...And Louisa! You're", "They stand silently, studying themselves, together as a \nfamily. Wyatt still shaking his head happily, drinking it in. \nFinally:", "WYATT\n Morgan? Morgan!", "Wyatt's group CHARGES, the thoroughbreds closing the distance \nin seconds. Vermillion stands in his stirrups, roaring like", "Wyatt ignores them, riding up to within 20 feet of Billy and \ndismounting. Billy looks up, supremely confident and \nunconcerned." ], [ "Wyatt looks enquiringly at his brothers. They shrug. He's \ncalling the shots. Wyatt shrugs back. Finally:", "leaving only the Captain, the young Rurale, and a 3rd Rurale \nalive. Dazed and bloody, they struggle to their feet as 6", "Wyatt turns. His brothers stand behind him, smiling. Though \nVIRGIL is a little older and heavier. MORGAN a little younger", "Wyatt turns into the Oriental. His brothers follow. Ringo \nhowls:\n\n RINGO\n Wretched slugs, don't any of you\n Have the guts to play for blood?", "They stand silently, studying themselves, together as a \nfamily. Wyatt still shaking his head happily, drinking it in. \nFinally:", "They start down Allen, footsteps pounding the board sidewalk, \nVirgil and Wyatt in front, Morgan and Doc in the rear. \nBystanders step aside, trading whispers as they pass, turning \nonto 4th St...", "Allie and Louisa sip tea by a blazing fire in the hearth, \nwarming themselves against the storm's cold. Mattie sits \nnearby, sewing.", "But inside it's bright and warm. Florentino is alone at the \nbar, nursing a drink while Wyatt deals for Morgan and a few \nothers. Virgil looks out at the storm, shaking his head:", "the top of Frank's head. As the last shot echoes through the \nhills, Frank flops limply to the ground like a rag doll while \nout in the street his brother Tom finally runs out of steam", "Just passin' through. Us\n Cattlemen gotta live here. Best I\n Can do's point you up to the cut.\n That's their roost.", "Then, as if on cue, they crest the mountain and are suddenly \nbathed in golden sunlight, their heads leaning from the train,", "They shake hands then Wyatt motions to his men. They take off \nat a graceful lope, riding through camp toward the deadfall", "The others keep going, leaving him behind. But seeing Wyatt \nbearing down on him, Ike finally bolts himself, pounding off", "EXT - ALLEN STREET/ORIENTAL - LATE DAY\n\nLater. The Earp brothers stand in front of the Oriental.", "Moments later a CRASHING SOUND comes echoing over the ridge \nlike thunder. The Cowboys look up, startled. Pony Deal \npoints:", "They all exchange looks of disbelief, then:\n\n WYATT\n Mounts're getting jaded. We're \n Gonna have to find a place to\n Rest 'em up.", "No place. You want to go, fine.\n I'm stayin' right here and have\n It out with those bastards.", "and slimmer, they're otherwise identical to Wyatt, right down \nto their style of dress. Wyatt breaks into a grin, hugging \nthem both, his cool replaced with an almost boyish enthusiasm.", "into a seated position then rolls over with a moan and passes \nout. Meanwhile, seeing his chance, Florentino ducks down and \nmakes for the remuda as Doc looks down at Swilling.", "Wyatt exhales wearily then crouches down in front of his baby \nbrother, looking deep in his eyes, his voice soft, plaintive:" ], [ "and slimmer, they're otherwise identical to Wyatt, right down \nto their style of dress. Wyatt breaks into a grin, hugging \nthem both, his cool replaced with an almost boyish enthusiasm.", "Morgan and Virgil enter with FRED WHITE, the jovial old town \nmarshal. Shaking hands, all 4 go up Allen, taking in the \ntown.", "Wyatt turns. His brothers stand behind him, smiling. Though \nVIRGIL is a little older and heavier. MORGAN a little younger", "Wyatt looks enquiringly at his brothers. They shrug. He's \ncalling the shots. Wyatt shrugs back. Finally:", "Wyatt spots Doc and walks up, brothers in tow. Though they \ndon't so much as shake hands, we sense a strong bond between \nthe 2 men.", "leaving only the Captain, the young Rurale, and a 3rd Rurale \nalive. Dazed and bloody, they struggle to their feet as 6", "Wyatt turns into the Oriental. His brothers follow. Ringo \nhowls:\n\n RINGO\n Wretched slugs, don't any of you\n Have the guts to play for blood?", "Virgil and Wyatt walk down a quiet, tree-shaded lane on the \noutskirts of town. Suddenly a rubber ball rolls into their", "They stand silently, studying themselves, together as a \nfamily. Wyatt still shaking his head happily, drinking it in. \nFinally:", "They start down Allen, footsteps pounding the board sidewalk, \nVirgil and Wyatt in front, Morgan and Doc in the rear. \nBystanders step aside, trading whispers as they pass, turning \nonto 4th St...", "They exchange glances, each man feeling a little shiver at the \nmagnitude of what they're about to attempt. Wyatt faces them:", "JOYCE\n Those Cowboys're tellin'\n Everybody in town they're gonna\n Clean you out. They're down in\n That lot right now behind the OK\n Corral.", "They turn. A liquored-up RINGO stands behind them on the \nsidewalk like an apparition, murder in his eyes, hands thrust \ninto the pockets of a long black buffalo coat, ivory gunbutts \npeeking out.", "The Cowboys swagger by defiantly, giving the Earps sidelong \nglances. Meanwhile, the street starts to BUZZ, townspeople \nbeginning to notice that something is happening.", "All exchange greetings and hugs. Wyatt positively beams:\n\n WYATT\n Boy, I sure been dreamin' about \n This. God! Since forever! Wait!", "Then, as if on cue, they crest the mountain and are suddenly \nbathed in golden sunlight, their heads leaning from the train,", "Ringo rides up with Behan and dismounts. A 3rd Cowboy steps \nup:", "But inside it's bright and warm. Florentino is alone at the \nbar, nursing a drink while Wyatt deals for Morgan and a few \nothers. Virgil looks out at the storm, shaking his head:", "They shake hands then Wyatt motions to his men. They take off \nat a graceful lope, riding through camp toward the deadfall", "They hand over their guns while Virgil looks at the 2 dead men \nlying in the street, shaking his head:\n\n VIRGIL\n What kinda town is this?" ], [ "Wyatt looks enquiringly at his brothers. They shrug. He's \ncalling the shots. Wyatt shrugs back. Finally:", "Wyatt turns. His brothers stand behind him, smiling. Though \nVIRGIL is a little older and heavier. MORGAN a little younger", "Wyatt spots Doc and walks up, brothers in tow. Though they \ndon't so much as shake hands, we sense a strong bond between \nthe 2 men.", "WYATT\n You know, I was thinkin', maybe\n We ought to open our own place.\n That's the real money. Build it", "WYATT\n No? Brothers to the bone, right?\n\n MCMASTERS\n Not anymore, not after this.", "WYATT\n Yeah, but some of the things they\n Say your brothers've done...", "WYATT\n Well, I was thinking, we've\n Already made a pile of money.\n Maybe we should just pull up", "Wyatt turns into the Oriental. His brothers follow. Ringo \nhowls:\n\n RINGO\n Wretched slugs, don't any of you\n Have the guts to play for blood?", "WYATT\n We're gonna do it, boys. Gonna\n Get ours. Feel it in my bones.\n All we have to do is keep our\n Eyes on that brass ring.", "They exchange glances, each man feeling a little shiver at the \nmagnitude of what they're about to attempt. Wyatt faces them:", "and slimmer, they're otherwise identical to Wyatt, right down \nto their style of dress. Wyatt breaks into a grin, hugging \nthem both, his cool replaced with an almost boyish enthusiasm.", "Wyatt ignores them, riding up to within 20 feet of Billy and \ndismounting. Billy looks up, supremely confident and \nunconcerned.", "WYATT\n They're nothing. They're nobody.\n I want the Cowboys. All of 'em. I\n Mean to break 'em up, drive 'em\n Out of the territory.", "They shake hands then Wyatt motions to his men. They take off \nat a graceful lope, riding through camp toward the deadfall", "They stand silently, studying themselves, together as a \nfamily. Wyatt still shaking his head happily, drinking it in. \nFinally:", "Now Wyatt's men break into a dead run, hurtling toward them at \ntop speed, their thoroughbreds eating up the distance, now", "They spin around. Wyatt stands behind them, looking down the \nbarrels of Virgil's big 10 gauge. Stillwell raises his", "Wyatt and his men run up. The object is a human corpse and \nthough we can't see what was done to it, the expressions on \ntheir faces are plain enough.", "WYATT\n There. He'll keep till morning\n\nThe street is quiet as they start back toward the Oriental. \nVirgil and Morgan following at a discreet distance, smirking:", "Wyatt's group CHARGES, the thoroughbreds closing the distance \nin seconds. Vermillion stands in his stirrups, roaring like" ], [ "GUNSHOTS as the Cowboys fire their pistols and shout, running \ntheir stolen herd out of a draw into a clearing where the", "The Cowboys are gathered on a rise. Curly Bill stands before \nthem, silhouetted against the boiling sky, arms outstretched,", "Now we've come full circle as Ringo rides across the desert at \nthe head of his men 30 strong, armed to the teeth, full of", "nucleaus of an organized gang.\n Seizing controp of the \n Surrounding countryside they \n Robbed stagecoaches at will while", "The Cowboys are gathered around a huge bonfire, sparks \ndrifting up toward the heavens, faces vivid in the firelight \nlike an ancient warrior host. Curly Bill faces them, bottle \nin hand:", "We start to feel a growing sense of dread as 3 grim HORSEMEN \ncome galloping out of the desert toward us. Billy Clanton,", "fight-and all wearing Deputy Sheriff's BADGES, a posse of \noutlaws, a miserable Behan bringing up the rear....", "Down the road, Wyatt asnd his men pull their shotguns, holding \nthem at the ready as they break into a gallop. The Cowboy on \nthe rock jumps down, mounting his horse.", "They pull shotguns from their saddles and start down over the \nrocks on foot, creeping up on the camp, seemingly undetected. \nBut suddenly the Cowboys by the fire dive behind a log and:", "The Cowboy posse is camped in a draw up in the Whetstones. \nThey look up as the stage rolls up and stops. Shouting and", "Wyatt turns into the Oriental. His brothers follow. Ringo \nhowls:\n\n RINGO\n Wretched slugs, don't any of you\n Have the guts to play for blood?", "WHITE\n Who, Behan? He ain't no law, only\n Real law here's the Cowboys.\n\n VIRGIL\n The Cowboys, yeah. I heard of 'em.", "RINGS OUT from the rocks above, becoming a FUSILLADE. When \nthe dust settles, all are dead except the Old Man who lies", "Attention to the outlaw gangs\n Marauding along the Rio Grande,\n Cleaning up the border strip in 4\n Years of hard riding. Those they", "RINGO\n Soon as I'm through with Wyatt,\n Swarm down with the whole bunch\n And finish off Creek Johnson and\n Texas Jack.\n\nAnd they gallop off in opposite directions as....", "2 Cowboys, Ringo's seconds, ride up to where Wyatt and his men \nstand dismounted, waiting. One points to a thicket nearby:", "hell-for-leather into the hills. Wyatt and his men keep \ncoming at a full gallop and as they crest the rise, suddenly,", "WYATT\n They're nothing. They're nobody.\n I want the Cowboys. All of 'em. I\n Mean to break 'em up, drive 'em\n Out of the territory.", "VIRGIL\n Billy Clanton, Wes Fuller, and \n Billy Claiborne. Now there's six\n Of 'em. This is like a bad dream.", "CURLY BILL\n Oh, we had a big time!\n The Old Man, Curly Bill, and Ringo rein up and look out at the" ], [ "RINGO\n Curly Bill? He killed Curly Bill?\n\nRingo starts making strange little inarticulate sounds, \ninhaling and exhaling like an animal, eyes swimming in \npanic....", "Curly Bill waves away his men's fire and walks toward Wyatt, \n12 gauge shotgun in one hand, .45 in the other, BLASTING away.", "Outside Curly Bill starts taking potshots at a passerby's \nfeet, making him dance down the street and scurry for cover. \nCurly Bill cackles. Inside White turns uneasily to Wyatt:", "The others shrug and ride off. Curly Bill pulls his pistol, \nspinning it. Back inside the Oriental it's late, few patrons", "Curly Bill casually FIRES his shotgun into the Captain's legs, \ndropping him into a splayed lotus position. Curly Bill knods.\n\n CURLY BILL\n Gracias.", "And now for the first time we see fear in these men, actual \nnaked fear. But Curly Bill laughs, having the time of his \nlife.", "In tight on Curly Bill as the news sinks in. He clenches his \nfist in rage, then bites a knuckle, getting his control back.", "Wyatt's clothes jerk and ripple as bullets pass through, but \nhe just keeps coming. Seeing this, Curly Bill also stands, a", "At the last possible instant, Curly Bill flashes into frame \nalong with Stillwell and Spence, grabbing Ringo from behind \nwhile the Earps step in front of Doc.", "CURLY BILL\n Oh, we had a big time!\n The Old Man, Curly Bill, and Ringo rein up and look out at the", "Curly Bill FIRES again. Wyatt's hat flies off. He FIRES \nagain, digging a gash in Wyatt's boot-heel. Now Curly Bill", "With a reassuring smile, Curly Bill holds his pistol out butt-\nfirst. White reaches for it, visibly relieved. But quick as", "\"Murdered On The Streets Of Tombstone\". As they take places \nat the gravesite Wyatt approaches Curly Bill.", "Wyatt keeps dealing, Doc keeps playing. White draws himself \nup and exits. Outside, Curly Bill reloads and keeps shooting.", "And with that, Wyatt lets go with BOTH BARRELS. Curly Bill's \nmid-section VAPORIZES, the huge double-charge of buckshot", "WHITE\n Hey, Curly? Come on now, boy...\n\nCurly Bill spins around. White's gun stares him in the face.", "WHITE\n Curly Bill. He's over across the\n Street shootin' out the lights.\n\n CLUM\n This is great, this is just great.", "Wyatt's duster swirl around him like a halo as he advances. \nEyes wild with battle rage, Curly Bill quickly raises his \nshotgun.", "CURLY BILL\n Die! Son of a bitch! Die!", "GROUNDS\n What d'you think? I didn't think\n Curly Bill could be killed. I'm" ], [ "In tight on Curly Bill as the news sinks in. He clenches his \nfist in rage, then bites a knuckle, getting his control back.", "CURLY BILL\n Oh, we had a big time!\n The Old Man, Curly Bill, and Ringo rein up and look out at the", "pistol, heaving a sigh of relief as he pulls the still-groggy \nCurly Bill to his feet and hauls him reeling toward the jail.", "With a reassuring smile, Curly Bill holds his pistol out butt-\nfirst. White reaches for it, visibly relieved. But quick as", "Curly Bill waves away his men's fire and walks toward Wyatt, \n12 gauge shotgun in one hand, .45 in the other, BLASTING away.", "And now for the first time we see fear in these men, actual \nnaked fear. But Curly Bill laughs, having the time of his \nlife.", "At the last possible instant, Curly Bill flashes into frame \nalong with Stillwell and Spence, grabbing Ringo from behind \nwhile the Earps step in front of Doc.", "The others shrug and ride off. Curly Bill pulls his pistol, \nspinning it. Back inside the Oriental it's late, few patrons", "Outside Curly Bill starts taking potshots at a passerby's \nfeet, making him dance down the street and scurry for cover. \nCurly Bill cackles. Inside White turns uneasily to Wyatt:", "RINGO\n Curly Bill? He killed Curly Bill?\n\nRingo starts making strange little inarticulate sounds, \ninhaling and exhaling like an animal, eyes swimming in \npanic....", "CURLY BILL\n Wyatt Earp, huh? I heard of you.", "Curly Bill casually FIRES his shotgun into the Captain's legs, \ndropping him into a splayed lotus position. Curly Bill knods.\n\n CURLY BILL\n Gracias.", "The others rise and dash away but Curly Bill stops the \nCaptain:\n\n CURLY BILL\n Hold up, jefe. Got a joke I wanna \n Tell you.", "WHITE\n Hey, Curly? Come on now, boy...\n\nCurly Bill spins around. White's gun stares him in the face.", "Billy reluctantly hands over the leadline. Wyatt mounts and \nrides off with Dick Nailor in tow, Curly Bill riding \nalongside.", "The Cowboys are gathered on a rise. Curly Bill stands before \nthem, silhouetted against the boiling sky, arms outstretched,", "\"Murdered On The Streets Of Tombstone\". As they take places \nat the gravesite Wyatt approaches Curly Bill.", "Curly Bill beckons. Happy as a lark, Breakenridge takes the \nseat next to him. Up above, the Earps sit in a box, the women \nthrilled:", "ahead, and drives on. A few beats then Curly Bill turns to \nIke:", "Curly Bill, Ringo, and the others are by the fire, passing a \nbottle, as Frank Still well gallops up and dismounts, \nbreathless:" ], [ "Wyatt touches his arm, a look of unutterable sadness in his \neyes. This is the one thing he didn't want for his little \nbrother....", "WYATT\n No? Brothers to the bone, right?\n\n MCMASTERS\n Not anymore, not after this.", "WYATT\n Yeah, but some of the things they\n Say your brothers've done...", "Wyatt looks enquiringly at his brothers. They shrug. He's \ncalling the shots. Wyatt shrugs back. Finally:", "Wyatt turns. His brothers stand behind him, smiling. Though \nVIRGIL is a little older and heavier. MORGAN a little younger", "WYATT\n Nothing to do with me? I'm your \n Brother for Christ's sake. God, I", "Wyatt turns into the Oriental. His brothers follow. Ringo \nhowls:\n\n RINGO\n Wretched slugs, don't any of you\n Have the guts to play for blood?", "Wyatt exhales wearily then crouches down in front of his baby \nbrother, looking deep in his eyes, his voice soft, plaintive:", "That's Virgil lyin' over there,\n Wyatt. Our own brother. Ruined\n For life. No sir, I ain't going", "WYATT\n You die first, get it? The others \n Might get me in a rush but before\n That I'm gonna make your head\n Into a canoe. Understand?", "body toward Wyatt we suddenly see that his whole left side is \nin bloody shreds, his left arm dangling unnaturally by a few", "Tears well up in Wyatt's eyes. He touches his brother's face. \nMorgan's eyelids start fluttering. Wyatt squeezes his hand.", "Wyatt and his men run up. The object is a human corpse and \nthough we can't see what was done to it, the expressions on \ntheir faces are plain enough.", "WYATT\n ...but he says did I actually see\n it happen and I said, no, when I\n arrived Fred'd already been shot.", "WYATT\n Dear God, this is the last \n Battle. I worked it out in my\n Head every which way and I know", "WYATT\n Virgil?\n\n VIRGIL\n Wyatt...", "Wyatt takes Morgan in his arms. The doctor probes. Morgan \njerks violently. Suddenly we hear a blood-curdling SCREAM.", "WYATT\n I'm the one made a mess. Made a\n Right fair mess of the whole thing.\n\nWyatt looks down, miserable. Virgil looks up at the sky:", "They shake hands then Wyatt motions to his men. They take off \nat a graceful lope, riding through camp toward the deadfall", "WYATT\n There. He'll keep till morning\n\nThe street is quiet as they start back toward the Oriental. \nVirgil and Morgan following at a discreet distance, smirking:" ], [ "RINGO\n Curly Bill? He killed Curly Bill?\n\nRingo starts making strange little inarticulate sounds, \ninhaling and exhaling like an animal, eyes swimming in \npanic....", "In tight on Curly Bill as the news sinks in. He clenches his \nfist in rage, then bites a knuckle, getting his control back.", "And now for the first time we see fear in these men, actual \nnaked fear. But Curly Bill laughs, having the time of his \nlife.", "The others shrug and ride off. Curly Bill pulls his pistol, \nspinning it. Back inside the Oriental it's late, few patrons", "At the last possible instant, Curly Bill flashes into frame \nalong with Stillwell and Spence, grabbing Ringo from behind \nwhile the Earps step in front of Doc.", "Curly Bill waves away his men's fire and walks toward Wyatt, \n12 gauge shotgun in one hand, .45 in the other, BLASTING away.", "CURLY BILL\n Oh, we had a big time!\n The Old Man, Curly Bill, and Ringo rein up and look out at the", "With a reassuring smile, Curly Bill holds his pistol out butt-\nfirst. White reaches for it, visibly relieved. But quick as", "Wyatt's clothes jerk and ripple as bullets pass through, but \nhe just keeps coming. Seeing this, Curly Bill also stands, a", "Outside Curly Bill starts taking potshots at a passerby's \nfeet, making him dance down the street and scurry for cover. \nCurly Bill cackles. Inside White turns uneasily to Wyatt:", "Curly Bill casually FIRES his shotgun into the Captain's legs, \ndropping him into a splayed lotus position. Curly Bill knods.\n\n CURLY BILL\n Gracias.", "\"Murdered On The Streets Of Tombstone\". As they take places \nat the gravesite Wyatt approaches Curly Bill.", "And with that, Wyatt lets go with BOTH BARRELS. Curly Bill's \nmid-section VAPORIZES, the huge double-charge of buckshot", "GROUNDS\n What d'you think? I didn't think\n Curly Bill could be killed. I'm", "so close it sets his clothes on fire. Curly Bill turns just \nas Wyatt flashes into frame and SLAMS him over the head with", "Curly Bill FIRES again. Wyatt's hat flies off. He FIRES \nagain, digging a gash in Wyatt's boot-heel. Now Curly Bill", "CURLY BILL\n Wyatt Earp, huh? I heard of you.", "WHITE\n Hey, Curly? Come on now, boy...\n\nCurly Bill spins around. White's gun stares him in the face.", "ahead, and drives on. A few beats then Curly Bill turns to \nIke:", "Wyatt keeps dealing, Doc keeps playing. White draws himself \nup and exits. Outside, Curly Bill reloads and keeps shooting." ], [ "WYATT\n Virgil?\n\n VIRGIL\n Wyatt...", "WYATT\n Virgil, please. Don't do this to me.", "VIRGIL\n Wyatt, you remember Allie\n\n ALLIE\n Good God, well he better.", "VIRGIL\n It's got nothin' to do with you, \n Wyatt. It's-", "VIRGIL\n Wyatt, I know what I'm doin'.", "STILLWELL\n That's Virgil with the women. But \n Where the hell's Wyatt?\n\n O.S. VOICE\n Right behind you, Stillwell.", "VIRGIL\n Here they are again. Look at 'em.\n\n WYATT\n Easy, Virge, they're just tryin'\n To egg us on.", "VIRGIL\n Look at him go, will ya? I tell \n You, that's the real Wyatt, born\n In the saddle.", "VIRGIL\n What're you up to today, son?\n\nThe boy stands stock still, staring at the men in silence.\n\n WYATT\n Cat got your tongue?", "WYATT\n I'm the one made a mess. Made a\n Right fair mess of the whole thing.\n\nWyatt looks down, miserable. Virgil looks up at the sky:", "VIRGIL\n Well here we are a family again.\n Been so long plain forgot how\n Good it feels. Want to thank you\n For that, Wyatt. All your doin'.", "DOC\n Wyatt Earp is my friend.\n\n VERMILLION\n Hell, I got lot's of friends.", "Just then Wyatt appears on his stallion, galloping across the \nmoonlit plain toward them, sitting his horse like a centaur. \nIt's clear he's a magnificent horseman. Virgil smiles:", "VIRGIL\n Keep your eye on that brass ring.\n Don't let anything side-track you.\n\n WYATT\n I know, I need a keeper.", "VIRGIL\n Mrs. Earp? Land O' love, it finally happened! Mattie it's a \n Pleasure!", "VIRGIL\n You are the one, Wyatt. You sure are.\n\nEXT - GUADALOUPE CANYON - MAGIC HOUR", "VIRGIL\n Wyatt!\n\nHe starts to swoon. Wyatt rushes over and grabs him as....\n\nINT- HOTEL ROOM (VIRGIL) - NIGHT", "He turns and walks back to the street without another word.\n\n WYATT\n Wait a minute, Virgil! Where you goin'?", "Virgil keeps going. Wyatt starts after him, leaving mother \nand child in confusion as....\n\nDELETED\n\nINT - VIRGIL'S PARLOR - DAY", "WYATT\n Go wake up Virgil.\n (turns to Joyce)\n Hey Milt, lend me a sidearm, will you?" ], [ "WYATT\n Morgan? Morgan!", "Wyatt takes Morgan in his arms. The doctor probes. Morgan \njerks violently. Suddenly we hear a blood-curdling SCREAM.", "Morgan takes Wyatt's arm, his voice like a child's.", "Morgan writhe in perfect agony. The doctor turns to Wyatt:", "breast. He sits by his parlor hearth with Morgan at his side. \nWyatt sits opposite with his head in his hands.", "Morgan looks down in sheepish silence. Then he pulls back his \ncoat, revealing the Deputy's badge on this vest. Wyatt \ngroans.", "MORGAN\n It's that woman from the coach!\n\n WYATT\n I'll be damned...", "INT- MORGAN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT\n\nMorgan lies in bed, his shoulder in bandages. Wyatt sits by \nhim", "from his hand and the fight is officially over, having lasted \nonly some 20 seconds. Wyatt helps Morgan to his feet as Behan \nstrides briskly onto the scene, addressing Wyatt:", "Morgan gives a violet jerk, breaking Wyatt's grip. The doctor \nsnarls, about at the end of his rope.", "WYATT\n Morgan, are you crazy? They're\n Out gunning for us! What the\n Hell're you doin'?", "WYATT\n How you doin', boy?\n\n MORGAN\n Fine. Better.", "Doc lays his head down on the keys, passes out. Wyatt frowns \nfor a moment. Finally he stands, turning to Morgan:", "Tears well up in Wyatt's eyes. He touches his brother's face. \nMorgan's eyelids start fluttering. Wyatt squeezes his hand.", "himself sideways. Wyatt and Morgan exchange puzzled glances, \nthen:", "Wyatt smiles, shaking his head. Morgan's starts to speak, but:\n\n WYATT\n Don't talk, just...yeah.", "MORGAN\n You were right. It's nothin' like\n I thought. I almost wish...\n\n WYATT\n I know, kid. I know. Me too.", "MORGAN\n You were right, Wyatt. They got\n Me good. Don't let 'em get you\n Too.\n\n WYATT\n Will somebody get the damn dog out-", "Morgan pulls back his vest, revealing Virgil's badge. Wyatt \ndrops into a corner chair, defeated. Morgan makes a shot,", "WYATT\n There. He'll keep till morning\n\nThe street is quiet as they start back toward the Oriental. \nVirgil and Morgan following at a discreet distance, smirking:" ], [ "at each other, setting themselves. Now at the end of the \nsidealk, the Earps can see that the Cowboys are still armed \nand their relief evaporates. Wyatt mutters under his breath:", "and slim in a black frock coat and black flat-brim hat, he \nmoves with assurance and grace, a man in control. This is \nWYATT EARP.", "DEPUTY\n (points at Wyatt)\n The tall man over there, Marshal.\n I'm not sure but I think that's\n Wyatt Earp.", "After the show and theatergoers, including the Earps, stroll \nhomeward arm-in-arm down Allen, all looking up at the clear \nnight sky above. At the Oriental Wyatt stops, turning to \nVirgil:", "JOSEPHINE\n Wyatt Earp, I know. I was\n Beginning to think we'd never\n Meet. This is fortuitous. That\n Means lucky.", "V.O. NARRATION\n \"Wyatt Earp died in Los Angeles\n in 1929. Among the pallbearers at", "1ST REPORTER\n Don't you know? That's Wyatt\n Earp, the Lion of Tombstone, and\n His lady fair.", "WYATT\n Just this minute. I'm Wyatt Earp,\n These're my brothers-\n\n BEHAN\n Wyatt Earp...Dodge City, right?", "DOC\n Wyatt Earp is my friend.\n\n VERMILLION\n Hell, I got lot's of friends.", "Without a word Wyatt climbs onto the wagon and shakes the \nreins, driving off. He pulls up in front of the Cowboys. \nThey make a show of pretending to hide their guns. Wyatt \nlooks straight ahead:", "cottage into the street while snarling things like, \"shut \nup...deadbeats...move it!\" The Earps stop, staring at this", "IKE\n Listen, Mr. Kansas Law-dog. Law\n Don't go around her. Savvy?\n\n WYATT\n I'm retired.", "CURLY BILL\n Wyatt Earp, huh? I heard of you.", "LUCINDA'S SON\n Wyatt Earp, the two-gun man,\n Whistling death and bloody", "DAKE\n Wyatt Earp? Oh, right, Dodge City.\n\nBack down the platform Wyatt strokes the stallion gently, \nlooking up as Dake approaches.", "BEHAN\n That's Wyatt Earp. Made quite a \n Name for himself as a peace\n Officer in Kansas.\n\n JOSEPHINE\n A peace officer... Impressive man", "their guns. The Earps instantly tense up, hands on their \npistols. Virgil waves his hands frantically, afraid they've \nmisunderstood:", "Down the block, unseen by the Earps, a wild-eyed Tyler is \nadvancing on them with a sawed-off shotgun. He is within 20 \nfeet when suddenly:", "gurdys, clip-clopping horses' hooves, and pealing laughter as \nthe Earps drive up Allen Street, the main drag, lined with", "Wyatt sits by the fire, sipping coffee. Vermillion and \nJohnson approach. Johnson drops a wad of money on Wyatt's \nbedroll. Wyatt looks up in surprise:" ], [ "They start down Allen, footsteps pounding the board sidewalk, \nVirgil and Wyatt in front, Morgan and Doc in the rear. \nBystanders step aside, trading whispers as they pass, turning \nonto 4th St...", "WYATT\n There. He'll keep till morning\n\nThe street is quiet as they start back toward the Oriental. \nVirgil and Morgan following at a discreet distance, smirking:", "WYATT\n You'll never make that stick.\n\n VIRGIL\n They're carrying guns in town.", "VIRGIL\n Here they are again. Look at 'em.\n\n WYATT\n Easy, Virge, they're just tryin'\n To egg us on.", "WYATT\n Wait till the liquor wears off.\n Once they start getting headaches\n They'll lose interest.\n\n VIRGIL\n Wyatt, they're threatening our lives.", "Without a word Wyatt climbs onto the wagon and shakes the \nreins, driving off. He pulls up in front of the Cowboys. \nThey make a show of pretending to hide their guns. Wyatt \nlooks straight ahead:", "Wyatt's group rides over the hill overlooking the ranch house \nVermillion keeping Doc in the saddle. Hooker and 3 of his \nhands rides out to them:", "He turns and walks back to the street without another word.\n\n WYATT\n Wait a minute, Virgil! Where you goin'?", "WYATT\n Really? What about hell? They got\n A sign or what?\n\n MORGAN\n Hey, Wyatt, God damn it, I'm serious!", "Morgan pulls back his vest, revealing Virgil's badge. Wyatt \ndrops into a corner chair, defeated. Morgan makes a shot,", "WYATT\n Virgil, please. Don't do this to me.", "WYATT\n Virgil?\n\n VIRGIL\n Wyatt...", "After the show and theatergoers, including the Earps, stroll \nhomeward arm-in-arm down Allen, all looking up at the clear \nnight sky above. At the Oriental Wyatt stops, turning to \nVirgil:", "MORGAN\n Wyatt, meet Fred White, he's town marshal.\n\n WYATT\n Lotta law around here. Just met the Sheriff.", "Ike and the McLaurys storm off as Virgil and Morgan step out \nonto the street. Wyatt turns to them in disbelief:\n\n WYATT\n What the hell's going on?", "WYATT\n I'm the one made a mess. Made a\n Right fair mess of the whole thing.\n\nWyatt looks down, miserable. Virgil looks up at the sky:", "WYATT\n They're wise by now. Which is\n Next, Iron Springs? Yeah, let's\n Try there, Iron Springs.\n\nEXT - IRON SPRINGS - DAWN", "WYATT\n (pauses)\n All right, Virge, your call. But\n Give Doc the shotgun. They'll be\n Less apt to get nervy if they see\n Him on the street howitzer.", "WYATT\n Get a doctor! Virgil, give me a hand.\n\nThey lift the unconscious Doc off the floor. Ike turns to \nJoyce.", "Wyatt turns. His brothers stand behind him, smiling. Though \nVIRGIL is a little older and heavier. MORGAN a little younger" ], [ "Wyatt spots Doc and walks up, brothers in tow. Though they \ndon't so much as shake hands, we sense a strong bond between \nthe 2 men.", "DOC\n Wyatt Earp is my friend.\n\n VERMILLION\n Hell, I got lot's of friends.", "Tyler scuttles off as Behan approaches affably. Doc sniffs.\n\n WYATT\n Sheriff Behan, Doc Holliday.", "Wyatt looks at Doc, who shrugs. Wyatt swings his horse \nalongside, suddenly noticing his badge on Doc's chest. Doc \nsmiles wanly:", "WYATT\n Doc! How the hell are you?\n\n DOC\n Perfect, Wyatt. Simply perfect.", "DOC\n Wyatt, my God! You're shot to pieces!\n\n WYATT\n No...", "DOC\n Oh Johnny. You're no daisy, no\n Daisy at all.\n\nJust then Wyatt appears, looking at Doc in total shock.", "WYATT\n Don't worry, Doc, it's not your problem. \n You don't have to mix up in this.\n\nDoc turns on Wyatt, genuinely shocked and hurt.", "Again a hush. Doc stands behind Wyatt, still drunk, but with \nhis .38 trained on Billy. Billy sneers:", "WYATT\n I know. And nobody can make him.\n\nThey go over to Doc's table and sit down. Doc beams \ndrunkenly:", "Beside himself, Doc helps Wyatt to a nearby rock, sitting him \ndown and examining him, running his hands all over his body. \nThe others FIRE at the Cowboys retreating on horseback.", "Suddenly looking very sick, Doc sways dizzily in the saddle. \nWyatt dismounts, reaching for him. The others do the same:\n\n WYATT\n Doc...", "RINGO\n (steps up to Doc)\n And you must be Doc Holliday.\n\n DOC\n That's the rumor.", "DOC\n You call that shooting?\n\n FLY\n (comes up to Wyatt)\n The McLaurys are both dead. Billy\n Clanton's just about gone.", "It's late and the last rays of the sun come through the \nwindow, falling on the bed where Doc lies, awake but looking \nlike hell. Wyatt sits next to him, staring at the floor. \nAfter a moment:", "It's late, almost sunset. Wyatt steps onto the porch where \nHooker and the others wait. He glances back into the house, \nlooking at the unconscious Doc through the open bedroom door.", "Wyatt keeps dealing, Doc keeps playing. White draws himself \nup and exits. Outside, Curly Bill reloads and keeps shooting.", "CURLY BILL\n Well, howdy, Fred!\n\nBack in the bar, Wyatt puts his cards down, looks over at Doc.", "WYATT\n Getting drunk, Doc.\n\nDoc chuckles. Suddenly Curly Bill looms over the faro table \nwith Ringo and a drunken Ike Clanton.", "WYATT\n How you feelin', Doc?\n\n DOC\n Rather an obvious question under\n The circumstances, don't you\n Agree? A better one might be how\n Do you feel?" ], [ "sullen, tough-looking gambler, facing gaunt, elegant DOC \nHOLLIDAY. Full of southern refinement and languid, almost", "into his holster with a flourish. Cheers and hoots. Doc \nrolls his eyes, hooks a finger through the handle of his", "DOC\n And you must be Ringo. Look,\n Darling, Johnny Ringo. The\n Deadliest pistoleer since Wild", "Again a hush. Doc stands behind Wyatt, still drunk, but with \nhis .38 trained on Billy. Billy sneers:", "RINGO\n (steps up to Doc)\n And you must be Doc Holliday.\n\n DOC\n That's the rumor.", "Tyler scuttles off as Behan approaches affably. Doc sniffs.\n\n WYATT\n Sheriff Behan, Doc Holliday.", "Doc opens his arms, giving Frank a clear shot at his chest. \nFrank FIRES. The bullet grazes Doc's holster. Frank trudges", "Wyatt keeps dealing, Doc keeps playing. White draws himself \nup and exits. Outside, Curly Bill reloads and keeps shooting.", "DOC\n Wyatt, my God! You're shot to pieces!\n\n WYATT\n No...", "DOC\n Why Johnny Ringo, you look like\n Somebody just walked over your grave.\n (sees his shock)\n Oh, I wasn't quite as sick as I \n Made out.", "V.O. NARRATION\n \"John Henry 'Doc' Holliday was\n the son of an aristocratic,\n highly cultured southern family.", "Ringo looks at Doc, holding his gaze while suddenly whipping \nout his .45. Everyone but Doc flinches. Ringo does a", "DOC\n Wyatt Earp is my friend.\n\n VERMILLION\n Hell, I got lot's of friends.", "DOC\n Forgive me if I don't shake hands.\n\n BEHAN\n So how's Tombstone treating you?", "DOC\n Now Ed, are we cross?\n\nDoc leans forward, revealing an ivory gun-butt under his coat.", "The others shrug and ride off. Curly Bill pulls his pistol, \nspinning it. Back inside the Oriental it's late, few patrons", "Of time and gave up dentistry to\n Become a professional gambler and \n Gunman...\"", "A long tense moment then both grunt in unison. Blurred \nmovement, the FLASH of a GUNSHOT. Doc slaps his gun back in", "DOC\n You call that shooting?\n\n FLY\n (comes up to Wyatt)\n The McLaurys are both dead. Billy\n Clanton's just about gone.", "IKE\n Son of a bitch! That's twelve\n Straight hands! Nobody's that lucky.\n\nThe Earps stiffen as the Cheshire cat smile comes over Doc:" ], [ "Though on his feet, it's clear Doc is as sick as ever, \nsweating and panting, running on sheer animal courage. Wyatt", "Suddenly looking very sick, Doc sways dizzily in the saddle. \nWyatt dismounts, reaching for him. The others do the same:\n\n WYATT\n Doc...", "into his holster with a flourish. Cheers and hoots. Doc \nrolls his eyes, hooks a finger through the handle of his", "Doc lies in bed, semi-conscious, white as a sheet, drenched in \nsweat. The others look on, worried. Hooker shakes his head:", "RINGO\n (steps up to Doc)\n And you must be Doc Holliday.\n\n DOC\n That's the rumor.", "FEENEY, a Catholic priest, sitting at his side. Painfully \nemaciated, his breathing shallow and labored, Doc is so weak", "Trained in Philadelphia, he had\n Embarked on a career as a society\n Dentist when he contracted\n Tuberculosis. Advised to practice", "Tyler scuttles off as Behan approaches affably. Doc sniffs.\n\n WYATT\n Sheriff Behan, Doc Holliday.", "Doc stands up, taking Kate's arm to leave. But he falls back \ndown dizzily, suddenly breaking out in a sweat and coughing.\n\n KATE\n What's wrong, Doc?", "Doc struggles to sit up, sweating and trembling, finally \nfalling back down, almost passing out. Wyatt puts a hand on \nhis forehead.", "DOC\n Wyatt, my God! You're shot to pieces!\n\n WYATT\n No...", "DOC\n Why Johnny Ringo, you look like\n Somebody just walked over your grave.\n (sees his shock)\n Oh, I wasn't quite as sick as I \n Made out.", "It's late and the last rays of the sun come through the \nwindow, falling on the bed where Doc lies, awake but looking \nlike hell. Wyatt sits next to him, staring at the floor. \nAfter a moment:", "Doc opens his arms, giving Frank a clear shot at his chest. \nFrank FIRES. The bullet grazes Doc's holster. Frank trudges", "RINGO\n Who's in there?\n\n HOOKER\n It's Holliday. He's sick. Imagine\n He's dyin'.", "DOC\n Come on! Come on!\n\nBut finally Ringo falls over into the crook of the oak tree, \nhis pistol firing into the air harmlessly. Doc looks down at \nhim, shaking his head:", "Wyatt looks at Doc, who shrugs. Wyatt swings his horse \nalongside, suddenly noticing his badge on Doc's chest. Doc \nsmiles wanly:", "sullen, tough-looking gambler, facing gaunt, elegant DOC \nHOLLIDAY. Full of southern refinement and languid, almost", "In the west where it was thought\n The climate and clean air would\n Prolong his life, Doc soon\n Realized it was all only a matter", "DOC\n Forgive me if I don't shake hands.\n\n BEHAN\n So how's Tombstone treating you?" ], [ "The Cowboys are gathered on a rise. Curly Bill stands before \nthem, silhouetted against the boiling sky, arms outstretched,", "They herd the Cowboys over to one side of camp, shouting, \"Get \nover there!\", \"Move it!\", etc. But Barnes brazens up to \nWyatt:", "The Cowboys watch as Wyatt gallops up, dragging Florentino's \nbullet-riddled body behind him. He reins up, un-dallying the", "Moments later a CRASHING SOUND comes echoing over the ridge \nlike thunder. The Cowboys look up, startled. Pony Deal \npoints:", "The Cowboys charge forward, outnumbering them better than 2 to \n1 and only 100 yards away. The possemen choke up on their \nreins, alerting their horses for action as:", "The Cowboys line-up on a rise, blocking the road. They draw \ntheir guns. Wyatt and his men keep coming, now 200 yards", "The Cowboys tense up, ready for action. Wyatt holds his \nground, his hard, steady gaze zeroing in on Ike:\n\n WYATT\n You. Come here a second.", "They whirl around and disappear into the cut. The Cowboys \nkeep coming. Wyatt's group reaches the little trail leading", "The Cowboys are gathered around a huge bonfire, sparks \ndrifting up toward the heavens, faces vivid in the firelight \nlike an ancient warrior host. Curly Bill faces them, bottle \nin hand:", "While the orchestra tunes up and the crowd's excitement rises, \nWhite sits next to Wyatt, pointing out the different Cowboys \nand giving a thumbnail sketch of each as we PAN over them:", "The Cowboys are camped on a mountaintop overlooking Hooker's \nranch in the valley below. A messenger rides up with a letter \nfor Behan as Ringo paces, studying the set up with Ike.", "2 Cowboys, Ringo's seconds, ride up to where Wyatt and his men \nstand dismounted, waiting. One points to a thicket nearby:", "WYATT\n So're the Cowboys. They're up\n That road right now, waiting to\n Jump us.", "WYATT\n They're nothing. They're nobody.\n I want the Cowboys. All of 'em. I\n Mean to break 'em up, drive 'em\n Out of the territory.", "Doc and Wyatt cover the Cowboys while the others scatter their \nherd with pistol shots. Indignant, Swilling sneers at Wyatt:", "GUNSHOTS as the Cowboys fire their pistols and shout, running \ntheir stolen herd out of a draw into a clearing where the", "Behan and the other Cowboys wait at the road above the canyon. \n30 strong, mounted and ready. Ike rides up, full of \nanticipation:", "Down the road, Wyatt asnd his men pull their shotguns, holding \nthem at the ready as they break into a gallop. The Cowboy on \nthe rock jumps down, mounting his horse.", "Billy reluctantly hands over the leadline. Wyatt mounts and \nrides off with Dick Nailor in tow, Curly Bill riding \nalongside.", "They pull shotguns from their saddles and start down over the \nrocks on foot, creeping up on the camp, seemingly undetected. \nBut suddenly the Cowboys by the fire dive behind a log and:" ], [ "The Cowboys are gathered on a rise. Curly Bill stands before \nthem, silhouetted against the boiling sky, arms outstretched,", "Claiborne, Wes Fuller, Tom and\n Frank McLaury, Billy Clanton's \n The youngest. Wild one. Then the", "A weird moment of confusion where nobody seems to know what to \ndo. Then Billy Clanton and Frank McLaury SLAP their hands to", "The Earps slow their step, gathering themselves. This is it, \nno turning back now. The Cowboys spread out. As the Earps", "Clum pats the embers out in White's clothes but as Wyatt \nstarts to haul Curly Bill up he suddenly finds himself \nsurrounded by Ike, Billy Clanton, and six other Cowboys.", "The Cowboys are gathered around a huge bonfire, sparks \ndrifting up toward the heavens, faces vivid in the firelight \nlike an ancient warrior host. Curly Bill faces them, bottle \nin hand:", "STILLWELL\n Old Man Clanton's dead! Ambushed \n In Guadaloupe Canyon. Messican's\n Got him.", "\"Murdered On The Streets Of Tombstone\". As they take places \nat the gravesite Wyatt approaches Curly Bill.", "A vacant lot behind the OK Corral with Fly's Gallery on the \nleft and the Harwood house on the right. The Cowboys stand in \na knot near their horses, passing a bottle around.", "The Cowboys line-up on a rise, blocking the road. They draw \ntheir guns. Wyatt and his men keep coming, now 200 yards", "breath short, pulses pounding, each staring into the other's \nwide-open eyes. Then something in Billy Clanton's eyes seems", "The Cowboys are camped on a mountaintop overlooking Hooker's \nranch in the valley below. A messenger rides up with a letter \nfor Behan as Ringo paces, studying the set up with Ike.", "EXT - LOT BEHIND O.K. CORRAL - DAY\n\nBehan dashes around the corner into the lot, facing the \nCowboys.", "GUNSHOTS as the Cowboys fire their pistols and shout, running \ntheir stolen herd out of a draw into a clearing where the", "MCMASTERS\n Well in that case, I saw your\n Horse. Billy Clanton was takin'\n Him up to the Cut to show him", "We start to feel a growing sense of dread as 3 grim HORSEMEN \ncome galloping out of the desert toward us. Billy Clanton,", "JOYCE\n Those Cowboys're tellin'\n Everybody in town they're gonna\n Clean you out. They're down in\n That lot right now behind the OK\n Corral.", "2 Cowboys, Ringo's seconds, ride up to where Wyatt and his men \nstand dismounted, waiting. One points to a thicket nearby:", "The Cowboys charge forward, outnumbering them better than 2 to \n1 and only 100 yards away. The possemen choke up on their \nreins, alerting their horses for action as:", "Curly Bill studies a map drawn in the dirt, listening with \nRingo, Ike, etc. while the 1st Cowboy describes the battle:" ], [ "RINGO\n Curly Bill? He killed Curly Bill?\n\nRingo starts making strange little inarticulate sounds, \ninhaling and exhaling like an animal, eyes swimming in \npanic....", "In tight on Curly Bill as the news sinks in. He clenches his \nfist in rage, then bites a knuckle, getting his control back.", "Wyatt's clothes jerk and ripple as bullets pass through, but \nhe just keeps coming. Seeing this, Curly Bill also stands, a", "The others shrug and ride off. Curly Bill pulls his pistol, \nspinning it. Back inside the Oriental it's late, few patrons", "With a reassuring smile, Curly Bill holds his pistol out butt-\nfirst. White reaches for it, visibly relieved. But quick as", "And now for the first time we see fear in these men, actual \nnaked fear. But Curly Bill laughs, having the time of his \nlife.", "And with that, Wyatt lets go with BOTH BARRELS. Curly Bill's \nmid-section VAPORIZES, the huge double-charge of buckshot", "CURLY BILL\n Wyatt Earp, huh? I heard of you.", "At the last possible instant, Curly Bill flashes into frame \nalong with Stillwell and Spence, grabbing Ringo from behind \nwhile the Earps step in front of Doc.", "CURLY BILL\n Oh, we had a big time!\n The Old Man, Curly Bill, and Ringo rein up and look out at the", "Outside Curly Bill starts taking potshots at a passerby's \nfeet, making him dance down the street and scurry for cover. \nCurly Bill cackles. Inside White turns uneasily to Wyatt:", "Curly Bill waves away his men's fire and walks toward Wyatt, \n12 gauge shotgun in one hand, .45 in the other, BLASTING away.", "so close it sets his clothes on fire. Curly Bill turns just \nas Wyatt flashes into frame and SLAMS him over the head with", "pistol, heaving a sigh of relief as he pulls the still-groggy \nCurly Bill to his feet and hauls him reeling toward the jail.", "Wyatt keeps dealing, Doc keeps playing. White draws himself \nup and exits. Outside, Curly Bill reloads and keeps shooting.", "\"Murdered On The Streets Of Tombstone\". As they take places \nat the gravesite Wyatt approaches Curly Bill.", "Curly Bill casually FIRES his shotgun into the Captain's legs, \ndropping him into a splayed lotus position. Curly Bill knods.\n\n CURLY BILL\n Gracias.", "Later. As the Earps and Doc step out on the sidewalk we can \nsee the semi-conscious Curly Bill through the front door of", "Curly Bill FIRES again. Wyatt's hat flies off. He FIRES \nagain, digging a gash in Wyatt's boot-heel. Now Curly Bill", "We're gonna kill 'em. For what\n They did to Curly Bill we're\n Gonna ride 'em into the ground\n And slaughter 'em like rabbits." ] ]

[ "What accessory do The Cowboys wear to identify themselves?", "Who is the leader of The Cowboys?", "Why is Curly Bill found not guilty of killing the marshal?", "What rule does Virgil make when he becomes the new marshal?", "Who takes over The Cowboys when Curly Bill is killed?", "Where does Doc die?", "Where does Wyatt die?", "Johnny Behan's alliance with The Cowboys is discovered during which battle?", "Which Cowboy drops his sash and escapes?", "What was Wyatt Earp's job?", "What are Wyatt's brothers named?", "What city do the three brothers settle down?", "Who do the three brothers meet in the new town?", "How do Wyatt and his brothers make money?", "What is the name of the band of outlaws?", "Who does Curly Bill shoot and kill?", "Who arrests Curly Bill?", "Which one of Wyatt's brothers is killed?", "Who kills Curly Bill?", "What is Virgil's relationship to Wyatt Earp?", "What is Morgan's relationship to Wyatt?", "What profession has Wyatt Earp retired from?", "What town do Wyatt, Virgil and Morgan head out to after meeting in Tucson?", "What is Doc Holiday's relationship to Wyatt?", "What deadly profession is Doc Holiday skilled in?", "What illness does Doc Holiday suffer from?", "Who is the leader of the Cowboys?", "Where does the fight take place when many Cowboys and Billy Clanton are killed?", "Who eventually kills Curly Bill and becomes a US Marshall again?" ]

[ [ "Red sashes around their waists.", "Red sashes around their waists" ], [ "Curly Bill.", "Curly Bill." ], [ "A lack of witnesses.", "Due to lack of witnesses." ], [ "A ban on weapons in city limits.", "A weapons ban within the city limits. " ], [ "Johnny Ringo.", "Johnny Ringo." ], [ "A Colorado sanatorium.", "In a sanatorium in Colorado." ], [ "Los Angeles in 1929.", "Los Angeles" ], [ "The Gunfight at the O.K. Corral. ", "The Gunfight at O.K. Corral." ], [ "Ike.", "Ike" ], [ "He is a retired peace officer.", "He is a retired peace officer and says he is a U.S. marshal. " ], [ "Virgil and Morgan", "Virgil and Morgan." ], [ "Tombstone", "Tombstone." ], [ "Doc Holliday", "Doc Holliday." ], [ "The gambling emporium and saloon", "They have a stake in a gambling emporium and saloon." ], [ "Cowboys", "The Cowboys" ], [ "The marshall", "The marshal." ], [ "Wyatt", "Wyatt" ], [ "Morgan", "Morgan." ], [ "Wyatt", "The leader of the Cowboys." ], [ "Virgil is Wyatt's brother.", "brothers" ], [ "Morgan is Wyatt's brother.", "brothers" ], [ "The role of Peace Officer.", "Peace officer" ], [ "Tombstone.", "Tombstone." ], [ "Doc is Wyatt's friend.", "long-time friend" ], [ "Gun slinging.", "Gunslinger" ], [ "Tuberculosis. ", "Tuberculosis" ], [ "Curly Bill Brocious.", "Curly Bill " ], [ "The OK Corral", "The O.K. Corral " ], [ "Wyatt Earp.", "Wyatt Earp" ] ]

[ [ "THE ORDERLY. We forgot the doorscraper, sir. She laid down on the flags\nand got the chain through before she started hollerin. Shes lying there", "MITCHENER. Oh, it's only you. Well?\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Another one, sir. Shes chained herself.", "MITCHENER. Chained herself? How? To what? Weve taken away the railings\nand everything that a chain can be passed through.", "himself to your doorscraper. They were at the corner in force. They\ncheered me. Bellachristina herself was there. She shook my hand and told", "The Orderly comes in.\n\nRemove that woman. See that she leaves the building at once.\n\nThe Orderly forlornly contemplates the iron front presented by Mrs.\nBanger.", "falling headlong downstairs and crashing through a glass door.) I shall\nnow wait on General Sandstone. If he shows any sign of weakness, he\nshall share that poor wretch's fate. (She goes out.)", "THE ORDERLY. Look ere, sir: Mrs. Banger locked the door of General\nSandstone's room on the inside; and shes sitting on his ead until he\nsigns a proclamation for women to serve in the army.", "asking me to release the woman with this key if she padlocks herself,\nand to have her shown up and see her at once.", "MRS. FARRELL (going to the door and calling after him.) You might have\nthe manners to shut the door idther you. (She shuts it and comes between\nMitchener and Lady Corinthia.)", "MITCHENER. Shes mad. Have the scraper dug up and let her go home with it\nhanging round her neck.\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Theres a buff envelope there, sir.", "WOMAN'S VOICE OUTSIDE. Votes for Women!\n\nMitchener, revolver in hand, rushes to the door and locks it. Balsquith\nhides under the table.", "Balsquith shakes his head. They contemplate one another in miserable\nsilence.\n\nA VOICE WITHOUT. Votes for Women! Votes for Women!", "THE ORDERLY. Its only in story books that doors burst open as easy as\nthat. Besides, Im only too thankful to have a locked door between me and\nMrs. B.; and so is all the rest of us.", "MITCHENER. Youre all afraid of these women (picking the letter up). It\ndoes seem to have a key in it. (He opens the letter, and takes out a key", "Some one outside tries to open the door and then knocks.\n\nMITCHENER and BALSQUITH. Whats that?\n\nMITCHENER. Whos there?", "MITCHENER. Arming yourselves! But, my dear ladies, under the latest\nproclamation women are strictly forbidden to carry chains, padlocks,\ntracts on the franchise, or weapons of any description.", "THE ORDERLY. Me unlock her! I dursent. Lord knows what she'd do to me.", "MRS. BANGER (throwing the door open decisively and marching straight to\nMichener). Pray how much longer is the Anti-Suffrage League to be kept", "MRS. BANGER (To the Orderly). When you are ordered to put a person out\nyou should do it like this. (She hurls him from the room. He is heard", "THE ORDERLY (outside). In you go. (He pushes a panting Suffraget into\nthe room.) The person sir. (He withdraws.)" ], [ "MITCHENER. I am sorry to have to inform you, Madam, that the Government\nhas given up that project, and that General Sandstone has resigned in\nconsequence.", "advised me to come to you. And what I have to say must be said here to\nyou personally, in the most intimate confidence, with the most urgent\npersuasion. Mitchener: Sandstone has resigned.", "MITCHENER. But how? Why? Oh, impossible! the proclamation of martial law\nlast Tuesday made Sandstone virtually Dictator in the metropolis, and to\nresign now is flat desertion.", "falling headlong downstairs and crashing through a glass door.) I shall\nnow wait on General Sandstone. If he shows any sign of weakness, he\nshall share that poor wretch's fate. (She goes out.)", "MITCHENER. How can I? You know that the people are devoted heart and\nsoul to Sandstone. He is only bringing you \"on the knee,\" as we say in", "LADY CORINTHIA. Farewell, creature. (Balsquith enters hurriedly.) Mr.\nBalsquith: I am going to wait on General Sandstone. He at least is an", "MRS. BANGER. They will enforce the order of General Sandstone for the\nremoval of all women from the two mile radius--that is, all women except\nthemselves.", "Sandstone's. The horrors of martial law administered by Mrs. Banger are\ntoo terrible to be faced. I demand civil rights for the army.", "MITCHENER. What does Sandstone say?\n\nBALSQUITH. He says: Shoot them down.\n\nMITCHENER. Of course.", "MITCHENER. Balsquith: prepare to hear the worst.\n\nBALSQUITH. Sandstone is no more?", "with that chills manners shes no more notion how to behave herself than\na pig. Youll have to wear General Sandstones uniform: its the ony one in", "MITCHENER (amazed). Old Red resigned!\n\nBALSQUITH. Resigned.", "THE ORDERLY. Look ere, sir: Mrs. Banger locked the door of General\nSandstone's room on the inside; and shes sitting on his ead until he\nsigns a proclamation for women to serve in the army.", "the British Army is now to all intents and purposes commanded by Mrs.\nBanger. When I remonstrated with Sandstone she positively shouted", "Chubbs-Jenkinson showed a great want of consideration for the Government\nin giving an unreasonable and unpopular order, and bringing compulsory", "LADY CORINTHIA. General Mitchener: your designs on Mrs. Banger are\ndefeated. She is engaged to General Sandstone. Do you still prefer her\nto me?", "The General starts convulsively; snatches a revolver from a drawer,\nand listens in an agony of apprehension. Nothing happens. He puts the", "MRS. FARRELL. If they could only see the seamy side of General\nSandstones uniform, where his flask rubs agen the buckle of his braces,", "BALSQUITH (taking Mitchener affectionately by the arm and walking him\npersuasively to and fro). And now, Mitchener, will you come to the\nrescue of the Government and take the command that Old Red has thrown\nup?", "wrecking of the Times Book Club, you have become to all intents and\npurposes his senior. He lost ground by saying that the wrecking was got" ], [ "MITCHENER. Think of what it would cost to be invaded by Germany and\nforced to pay an indemnity of five hundred millions.", "MITCHENER. Yes we do. I have thought of nothing else for the last ten\nyears. Say what you will, Balsquith, the Germans have never recognized,", "advised me to come to you. And what I have to say must be said here to\nyou personally, in the most intimate confidence, with the most urgent\npersuasion. Mitchener: Sandstone has resigned.", "MITCHENER. On the contrary, my dear fellow, it increases the danger\ntenfold, because it increases German jealousy of our military supremacy.\n\nBALSQUITH. After all, why should the Germans invade us?", "MITCHENER. Why shouldnt they? What else has their army to do? What else\nare they building a navy for?\n\nBALSQUITH. Well, we never think of invading Germany.", "BALSQUITH. My dear Mitchener, the moon is outside practical politics. Id\nswop it for a cooling station tomorrow with Germany or any other Power\nsufficiently military in its way of thinking to attach any importance to\nit.", "MITCHENER. What does Sandstone say?\n\nBALSQUITH. He says: Shoot them down.\n\nMITCHENER. Of course.", "BALSQUITH (taking Mitchener affectionately by the arm and walking him\npersuasively to and fro). And now, Mitchener, will you come to the\nrescue of the Government and take the command that Old Red has thrown\nup?", "MITCHENER. How can I? You know that the people are devoted heart and\nsoul to Sandstone. He is only bringing you \"on the knee,\" as we say in", "BALSQUITH. But if they wont recognize it, what can I do?\n\nMITCHENER. Shoot them down.\n\nBALSQUITH. I cant shoot them down.", "MITCHENER. Is it possible? What did you do?\n\nMRS. FARRELL. I told his mother on him.\n\nMITCHENER. Oh! what did she say?", "MITCHENER. Yes you can. You dont realize it; but if you fire a rifle\ninto a German he drops just as surely as a rabbit does.", "MITCHENER (very seriously). Let me tell you, Balsquith, that in these\ndays of aeroplanes and Zeppelin airships, the question of the moon is", "(To Mitchener.) Bless you, me childher, may you be happy, she says. (To\nBalsquith, going to his side of the room.) Give dear, old Mich me love,\nshe says.", "MITCHENER. A masterpiece of strategy. Let me explain. The Suffragets are\na very small body; but they are numerous enough to be troublesome--even", "MITCHENER (losing his temper). You are the friend of every country but\nyour own.", "MITCHENER. You'll have to, sooner or later, or the Socialists will make\nnobodies of the lot of you by collaring every penny you possess. Do you", "MITCHENER. Not a word.\n\nBALSQUITH (shaking his head). I suppose nobody dared to tell you. (He\nsits down carelessly on Mitchener's right.)", "MITCHENER. You darent say that in Lambeth.\n\nBALSQUITH. Ill say it the day after you publish your scheme for invading\nGermany and repealing all the reform Acts.", "MITCHENER (throwing down his pen and his letters and jumping up to\nconfront Balsquith). His duty was perfectly simple. He should have" ], [ "The General starts convulsively; snatches a revolver from a drawer,\nand listens in an agony of apprehension. Nothing happens. He puts the", "MITCHENER. Be calm, Balsquith. These things must happen; they save\nbloodshed in the long run, believe me. Ive seen plenty of it; and I\nknow.", "Richmond's nephew has been treated like any common laborer; and while\nEngland is reeling under the shock a private comes in and asks me if I\nheard an explosion.", "BALSQUITH. By the way, what was the explosion?\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Only a sort of bombshell, Sir.\n\nBALSQUITH. Bombshell!", "MITCHENER. But how? Why? Oh, impossible! the proclamation of martial law\nlast Tuesday made Sandstone virtually Dictator in the metropolis, and to\nresign now is flat desertion.", "about the neck that if I had gone on he would have burst. He is furious\nbecause we have abandoned his plan.", "A shot is heard.\n\nBALSQUITH (emerging in the greatest alarm). Good heavens, you havent\ngiven orders to fire on them have you?", "Thats the way to keep these chaps up to the mark. (The Orderly returns.)\nBack again! What do you mean by this mutiny?", "country. Right about face. March. (The Orderly goes out, trembling.)", "MITCHENER (groaning). Clouted her head! These women are making the\narmy as lawless as themselves. Clouted her head indeed! A purely civil\nprocedure.\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Any orders, Sir?", "MITCHENER. And consequently Monaco enjoys no security. What a frightful\nthing! How do the inhabitants sleep with the possibility of invasion,", "MRS. BANGER (To the Orderly). When you are ordered to put a person out\nyou should do it like this. (She hurls him from the room. He is heard", "THE ORDERLY. Mrs. Banger.\n\nBALSQUITH. Curious that quiet people always seem to have violent names.\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Not much quiet about her, sir.", "A terrific explosion shakes the building--they take no notice.\n\nMITCHENER (breaking down). You dont know what this means to me,\nBalsquith. I love the army. I love my country.", "BALSQUITH (throwing himself into Mitchener's chair). Yes: it is indeed\nBalsquith. It has come to this: that the only way that the Prime", "The Orderly overcome by this news reels from the door to the standing\ndesk, and clutches the stool to save himself from collapsing.\n\nMITCHENER. And extremely proud of it, Lady Corinthia.", "The Orderly comes in.\n\nRemove that woman. See that she leaves the building at once.\n\nThe Orderly forlornly contemplates the iron front presented by Mrs.\nBanger.", "MITCHENER. Explosion. What explosion? No: I heard no explosion: I have\nsomething more serious to attend to than explosions. Great Heavens: Lady", "and ghastly stare; then reels into his chair and buries his face in his\nhands over the blotter. Balsquith continues remorselessly, stooping", "Balsquith shakes his head. They contemplate one another in miserable\nsilence.\n\nA VOICE WITHOUT. Votes for Women! Votes for Women!" ], [ "Mrs. Banger is a masculine woman of forty, with a powerful voice and\ngreat physical strength. Lady Corinthia, who is also over thirty, is\nbeautiful and romantic.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Poor Mrs. Banger! Do not for a moment suppose, General\nMitchener, that Mrs. Banger represents my views on the suffrage", "MRS. BANGER. Let me introduce us. I am Rosa Carmina Banger--Mrs.\nBanger, organizing secretary of the Anti-Suffraget League. This is", "LADY CORINTHIA. You have a coarse mind, General Mitchener.\n\nMITCHENER. So has Mrs. Banger. And by George! I prefer Mrs. Banger to\nyou!", "LADY CORINTHIA (bounding to her feet.) You prefer Mrs. Banger to me!!!\n\nMITCHENER. I do. You said yourself she was splendid.", "MRS. BANGER. How can you tell? You never knew that the hero of the\ncharge at Kassassin was a woman: yet she was: it was I, Rosa Carmina", "MRS. BANGER. You presume unwarrantably.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. Mrs. Banger's grandmother commanded a canteen at that\ncelebrated battle.", "MRS. BANGER. What women need is the right to military service. Give me a\nwell-mounted regiment of women with sabres, opposed to a regiment of men", "THE ORDERLY. Mrs. Banger.\n\nBALSQUITH. Curious that quiet people always seem to have violent names.\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Not much quiet about her, sir.", "MRS. BANGER. This pistol, sir, was carried at Waterloo by my\ngrandmother.\n\nMITCHENER. I presume you mean your grandfather.", "question. Mrs. Banger is a man in petticoats. I am every inch a woman;\nbut I find it convenient to work with her.", "MITCHENER (murmuring politely). Most happy, Im sure.\n\nMRS. BANGER. We have come to tell you plainly that the Anti-Suffragets\nare going to fight.", "MRS. BANGER (rising with a large gesture). This very afternoon I shall\ncast off this hampering skirt for ever; mount my charger; and with my", "MITCHENER (gallantly). Oh, pray leave that to the men, Mrs. Banger.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. We can no longer trust the men.", "MRS. BANGER. They have shown neither the strength, the courage, nor the\ndetermination which are needed to combat women like the Suffragets.", "LADY CORINTHIA (admiring Mrs. Banger). Isnt she splendid?", "LADY CORINTHIA. The suffragets have turned the whole woman movement on\nto the wrong track. They ask for a vote.\n\nMRS. BANGER. What use is a vote? Men have the vote.", "MRS. BANGER (throwing the door open decisively and marching straight to\nMichener). Pray how much longer is the Anti-Suffrage League to be kept", "MRS. BANGER (To the Orderly). When you are ordered to put a person out\nyou should do it like this. (She hurls him from the room. He is heard", "LADY CORINTHIA AND MRS. BANGER (rising). Thank you. (They sit down\nagain.)" ], [ "LADY CORINTHIA. The suffragets have turned the whole woman movement on\nto the wrong track. They ask for a vote.\n\nMRS. BANGER. What use is a vote? Men have the vote.", "LADY CORINTHIA. I dont want you to talk. I want you to listen. You do\nnot yet understand my views on the question of the Suffrage. (She rises", "MITCHENER. In short, madam, you think that if you give the vote to the\nman, you give the power to the women who can get round the man.", "LADY CORINTHIA (smiling). It is easy to read your thoughts. I am one\nof those women who are accustomed to rule the world through men. Man is", "LADY CORINTHIA. The Suffragets, General, are the dupes of dowdies. A\nreally attractive and clever woman--\n\nMITCHENER (gallantly). Yourself, for instance.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Poor Mrs. Banger! Do not for a moment suppose, General\nMitchener, that Mrs. Banger represents my views on the suffrage", "LADY CORINTHIA. Am I to understand that General Mitchener is a democrat\nand a suffraget?\n\nMITCHENER. Yes: you have converted me--you and Mrs. Banger.", "LADY CORINTHIA. That is not a very delicate way of putting it; but I\nsuppose that is how you would express what I mean.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Had? I have it still. I tell you I am the highest living\nsoprano. (Scornfully.) What was your highest note, pray?", "LADY CORINTHIA. Demoralizing.\n\nMRS. BANGER. Insincere.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. They are merely embraces in disguise.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Not by all the women. By certain women. I had almost\nsaid by one woman. By the women who have charm--who have artistic", "LADY CORINTHIA (producing an ivory-handled revolver and pointing it at\nhis nose). You little know your countrywomen, General Mitchener.", "LADY CORINTHIA. I have not the slightest intention of yielding to them;\nbut to make them would be a tribute to romance. What is life without\nromance?", "LADY CORINTHIA (contemptuously). She suits you exactly. (Coming to\nBalsquith.) Mr. Balsquith: you at least, are not a Philistine.", "LADY CORINTHIA. And men are slaves.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Silence, woman. The position and functions of a wife may\nsuit your gross nature. An Egeria is exactly what I desire to be. (To\nBalsquith.) Can you play accompaniments?", "LADY CORINTHIA. You are no true man. You are one of those unsexed\ncreatures who have no joy in life, no sense of beauty, no high notes.", "Mrs. Banger is a masculine woman of forty, with a powerful voice and\ngreat physical strength. Lady Corinthia, who is also over thirty, is\nbeautiful and romantic.", "BALSQUITH. That will be remedied when women get the vote. Ive had to\npromise that.", "LADY CORINTHIA AND MRS. BANGER (rising). Thank you. (They sit down\nagain.)" ], [ "MITCHENER. On the contrary, he is particularly lively. He has softened\nMrs. Banger by a proposal of marriage in which he appears to be", "force of character can maintain her husband in competition with the\nhusband of Mrs. Banger. I have the honor to propose for your hand.", "Mrs. Banger is a masculine woman of forty, with a powerful voice and\ngreat physical strength. Lady Corinthia, who is also over thirty, is\nbeautiful and romantic.", "LADY CORINTHIA (bounding to her feet.) You prefer Mrs. Banger to me!!!\n\nMITCHENER. I do. You said yourself she was splendid.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Poor Mrs. Banger! Do not for a moment suppose, General\nMitchener, that Mrs. Banger represents my views on the suffrage", "MITCHENER (gallantly). Oh, pray leave that to the men, Mrs. Banger.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. We can no longer trust the men.", "The Orderly comes in.\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Lady Corinthia Fanshawe and Mrs. Banger wish to see you,\nsir. Mr. Balsquith told me to tell you.", "LADY CORINTHIA. You have a coarse mind, General Mitchener.\n\nMITCHENER. So has Mrs. Banger. And by George! I prefer Mrs. Banger to\nyou!", "MRS. BANGER. Let me introduce us. I am Rosa Carmina Banger--Mrs.\nBanger, organizing secretary of the Anti-Suffraget League. This is", "MRS. BANGER. You presume unwarrantably.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. Mrs. Banger's grandmother commanded a canteen at that\ncelebrated battle.", "THE ORDERLY. No, Sir. Couldnt stand Mrs. Banger, I expect. Fair caution\nshe is. (He chuckles.) Couldnt help larfin when I sor im op it.", "THE ORDERLY. Mrs. Banger.\n\nBALSQUITH. Curious that quiet people always seem to have violent names.\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Not much quiet about her, sir.", "MRS. BANGER (To the Orderly). When you are ordered to put a person out\nyou should do it like this. (She hurls him from the room. He is heard", "MRS. FARRELL. Dye mean you want to marry me?\n\nMITCHENER. I do.", "question. Mrs. Banger is a man in petticoats. I am every inch a woman;\nbut I find it convenient to work with her.", "LADY CORINTHIA. General Mitchener: your designs on Mrs. Banger are\ndefeated. She is engaged to General Sandstone. Do you still prefer her\nto me?", "MRS. BANGER. How can you tell? You never knew that the hero of the\ncharge at Kassassin was a woman: yet she was: it was I, Rosa Carmina", "MRS. BANGER. This pistol, sir, was carried at Waterloo by my\ngrandmother.\n\nMITCHENER. I presume you mean your grandfather.", "MRS. BANGER (throwing the door open decisively and marching straight to\nMichener). Pray how much longer is the Anti-Suffrage League to be kept", "MITCHENER. This is worse than Mrs. Banger. I shall ask that estimable\nwoman to come back." ], [ "MITCHENER. On the contrary, he is particularly lively. He has softened\nMrs. Banger by a proposal of marriage in which he appears to be", "MRS. FARRELL. Dye mean you want to marry me?\n\nMITCHENER. I do.", "(To Mitchener.) Bless you, me childher, may you be happy, she says. (To\nBalsquith, going to his side of the room.) Give dear, old Mich me love,\nshe says.", "Mitchener.) She wants to know do I really love you.(Into the telephone.)\nIts likely indeed Id frighten the man off with any such nonsense, at my", "MITCHENER. What a life! Still, if she wants to see me I dont mind. (To\nthe Orderly.) Where are the ladies?\n\nTHE ORDERLY. In No. 17, Sir.", "MITCHENER. How can I? You know that the people are devoted heart and\nsoul to Sandstone. He is only bringing you \"on the knee,\" as we say in", "MITCHENER. Not a word.\n\nBALSQUITH (shaking his head). I suppose nobody dared to tell you. (He\nsits down carelessly on Mitchener's right.)", "LADY CORINTHIA (bounding to her feet.) You prefer Mrs. Banger to me!!!\n\nMITCHENER. I do. You said yourself she was splendid.", "MITCHENER. Is it possible? What did you do?\n\nMRS. FARRELL. I told his mother on him.\n\nMITCHENER. Oh! what did she say?", "MITCHENER. Youre all afraid of these women (picking the letter up). It\ndoes seem to have a key in it. (He opens the letter, and takes out a key", "MITCHENER (making a movement toward her). I tell you--\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. Stop. No nearer. No vulgar sensuousness. If you must\nadore, adore at a distance.", "MITCHENER (throwing himself despairingly into the chair next the\nhearthrug). I shall go mad. I never for a moment dreamt of alluding to\nanything of the sort.", "WOMAN'S VOICE OUTSIDE. Votes for Women!\n\nMitchener, revolver in hand, rushes to the door and locks it. Balsquith\nhides under the table.", "MITCHENER. I solemnly protest--\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. Oh, I know what you officers are. To you a woman's honor\nis nothing, and the idle pleasure of the moment is everything.", "BALSQUITH (taking Mitchener affectionately by the arm and walking him\npersuasively to and fro). And now, Mitchener, will you come to the\nrescue of the Government and take the command that Old Red has thrown\nup?", "MITCHENER (throwing down his pen and his letters and jumping up to\nconfront Balsquith). His duty was perfectly simple. He should have", "MITCHENER (scornfully). Dare! Dare! What is life but daring, man? \"To\ndare, to dare, and again to dare\"--", "MITCHENER. Where on Earth did you get that dress?\n\nBALSQUITH. I stole it from a little Exhibition got up by my wife in\nDowning Street.", "MITCHENER. Man; can you not be serious? Here are we, face to face with\nLady Richmond's grave displeasure; and you talk to me about gas and\nsubscriptions. Her own nephew.", "A terrific explosion shakes the building--they take no notice.\n\nMITCHENER (breaking down). You dont know what this means to me,\nBalsquith. I love the army. I love my country." ], [ "MRS. FARRELL. Dye mean you want to marry me?\n\nMITCHENER. I do.", "MITCHENER. Is it possible? What did you do?\n\nMRS. FARRELL. I told his mother on him.\n\nMITCHENER. Oh! what did she say?", "MRS. FARRELL. Youd only feel like a fool; and so would I.\n\nMITCHENER. You are really the most sensible woman. Ive made an extremely\nwise choice.", "MITCHENER (plaintively). Mrs. Farrell, youre a woman of very powerful\nmind. Im not qualified to argue these delicate matters with you. I ask", "MITCHENER (winningly). Mrs. Farrell: you have been charwoman here now\never since I took up my duties. Have you really never, in your more\nromantic moments, cast a favorable eye on my person?", "MRS. FARRELL. Whats the matther now? (She comes to the table.)\n\nMITCHENER (to the Orderly). I have private business with Mrs. Farrell.\nOutside, you infernal blackguard.", "MRS. FARRELL (going to the door and calling after him.) You might have\nthe manners to shut the door idther you. (She shuts it and comes between\nMitchener and Lady Corinthia.)", "MITCHENER (nettled). Let me tell you, Mrs. Farrell, that if the men did\nnot fight, the women would have to fight themselves. We spare you that,\nat all events.", "MITCHENER. On the contrary, he is particularly lively. He has softened\nMrs. Banger by a proposal of marriage in which he appears to be", "MRS. FARRELL. Its no good flattherin me. Im too old.\n\nMITCHENER. Not at all, Mrs. Farrell. How is your daughter?", "MITCHENER. Excuse the abruptness of this communication, Mrs. Farrell;\nbut I know only one woman in the country whose practical ability and", "MITCHENER. May I ask what you were thinking, Mrs. Farrell? This suspense\nis awful.", "(To Mitchener.) Bless you, me childher, may you be happy, she says. (To\nBalsquith, going to his side of the room.) Give dear, old Mich me love,\nshe says.", "MITCHENER. Hold your tongue. (He goes to the door and calls.) Mrs.\nFarrell! (Returning, and again addressing the Orderly.) Civil rights", "LADY CORINTHIA (bounding to her feet.) You prefer Mrs. Banger to me!!!\n\nMITCHENER. I do. You said yourself she was splendid.", "MRS. FARRELL. Just wait a bit. (She takes Mitchener's chair and rings up\nthe telephone.) Double three oh seven Elephant.", "MITCHENER. I trust youre not ringing for the police, Mrs. Farrell. I\nassure you Im perfectly sane.", "MITCHENER. Really, Mrs. Farrell, you must discuss these questions with a\nmedical man. You make me blush, positively.", "MITCHENER. My dear Mrs. Farrell, you surely would not compare a risk of\nthat harmless domestic kind to the fearful risks of the battlefield?", "MITCHENER. When a man has risked his life on eight battlefields, Mrs.\nFarrell, he has given sufficient proof of his self-control to be excused\na little strong language." ], [ "MITCHENER (who has been reading the letter, and is too astonished to\nattend to the Orderlys reply). This is a letter from the Prime Minister", "THE SUFFRAGET. My dear Mitchener: I AM the Prime Minister. (He tears off\nhis hat and cloak; throws them on the desk; and confronts the General in\nthe ordinary costume of a Cabinet minister.)", "MITCHENER (horrified). Stop, madam. What are you doing? You must not\nundress in my presence. I protest. Not even your letter from the Prime\nMinister--", "THE ORDERLY. I dont want anything, Governor, thank you. The secretary\nand president of the Anti-Suffraget League say they had an appointment\nwith the Prime Minister, and that theyve been sent on here from Downing\nStreet.", "MITCHENER (most indignantly). All? A civilian shoots down one of His\nMajesty's soldiers on duty; and the Prime Minister of England asks Is\nthat all? Have you no regard for the sanctity of human life?", "BALSQUITH (throwing himself into Mitchener's chair). Yes: it is indeed\nBalsquith. It has come to this: that the only way that the Prime", "Minister of England can get from Downing Street to the War Office is\nby assuming this disguise; shrieking \"VOTES for Women\"; and chaining", "The Orderly comes in.\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Lady Corinthia Fanshawe and Mrs. Banger wish to see you,\nsir. Mr. Balsquith told me to tell you.", "Balsquith shakes his head. They contemplate one another in miserable\nsilence.\n\nA VOICE WITHOUT. Votes for Women! Votes for Women!", "BALSQUITH. By the way, what was the explosion?\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Only a sort of bombshell, Sir.\n\nBALSQUITH. Bombshell!", "THE ORDERLY. Yes, Sir. The president is Lady Corinthia Fanshawe; and the\nsecretary is Mrs. Banger.\n\nMITCHENER (abruptly). Mrs. what?", "BALSQUITH (taking Mitchener affectionately by the arm and walking him\npersuasively to and fro). And now, Mitchener, will you come to the\nrescue of the Government and take the command that Old Red has thrown\nup?", "The Orderly overcome by this news reels from the door to the standing\ndesk, and clutches the stool to save himself from collapsing.\n\nMITCHENER. And extremely proud of it, Lady Corinthia.", "falling headlong downstairs and crashing through a glass door.) I shall\nnow wait on General Sandstone. If he shows any sign of weakness, he\nshall share that poor wretch's fate. (She goes out.)", "A terrific explosion shakes the building--they take no notice.\n\nMITCHENER (breaking down). You dont know what this means to me,\nBalsquith. I love the army. I love my country.", "MITCHENER (throwing down his pen and his letters and jumping up to\nconfront Balsquith). His duty was perfectly simple. He should have", "MITCHENER. But how? Why? Oh, impossible! the proclamation of martial law\nlast Tuesday made Sandstone virtually Dictator in the metropolis, and to\nresign now is flat desertion.", "MITCHENER. Not a word.\n\nBALSQUITH (shaking his head). I suppose nobody dared to tell you. (He\nsits down carelessly on Mitchener's right.)", "BALSQUITH. It turns out that the curate is well connected. (Mitchener\nstaggers at the shock. Speechless he contemplates Balsquith with a wild", "The General starts convulsively; snatches a revolver from a drawer,\nand listens in an agony of apprehension. Nothing happens. He puts the" ], [ "Minister of England can get from Downing Street to the War Office is\nby assuming this disguise; shrieking \"VOTES for Women\"; and chaining", "THE SUFFRAGET. My dear Mitchener: I AM the Prime Minister. (He tears off\nhis hat and cloak; throws them on the desk; and confronts the General in\nthe ordinary costume of a Cabinet minister.)", "MITCHENER (horrified). Stop, madam. What are you doing? You must not\nundress in my presence. I protest. Not even your letter from the Prime\nMinister--", "MRS. BANGER. Nobody who has studied the history of Queen Elizabeth can\ndoubt for a moment that she was a disguised man.", "MITCHENER. Bismarck a woman?\n\nMRS. BANGER. All the really strong men of history have been disguised\nwomen.", "fact that when a woman is on the throne the country is ruled by men, and\ntherefore ruled badly; whereas when a man is on the throne, the country\nis ruled by women, and therefore ruled well. The suffragets would", "when they get into a state about it. (She goes out, having gathered\nBalsquith's suffraget disguise from the desk.)", "MITCHENER (who has been reading the letter, and is too astonished to\nattend to the Orderlys reply). This is a letter from the Prime Minister", "sheep, and suffer and sacrifice themselves. This question must be solved\nby blood and iron, as was well said by Bismarck, whom I have reason to\nbelieve was a woman in disguise.", "THE ORDERLY. I dont want anything, Governor, thank you. The secretary\nand president of the Anti-Suffraget League say they had an appointment\nwith the Prime Minister, and that theyve been sent on here from Downing\nStreet.", "question. Mrs. Banger is a man in petticoats. I am every inch a woman;\nbut I find it convenient to work with her.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Demoralizing.\n\nMRS. BANGER. Insincere.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. They are merely embraces in disguise.", "LADY CORINTHIA (contemptuously). She suits you exactly. (Coming to\nBalsquith.) Mr. Balsquith: you at least, are not a Philistine.", "LADY CORINTHIA (smiling). It is easy to read your thoughts. I am one\nof those women who are accustomed to rule the world through men. Man is", "MRS. BANGER. It was never even suspected. I had a comrade--a gentleman\nranker--whom they called Fanny. They never called ME Fanny.", "as they are undeserved by me, Lady Corinthia. Such suspicions invite the\nconduct they impute. (She raises the pistol.) You need not be alarmed: I\nam only going to leave the room.", "MRS. BANGER. How can you tell? You never knew that the hero of the\ncharge at Kassassin was a woman: yet she was: it was I, Rosa Carmina", "Balsquith shakes his head. They contemplate one another in miserable\nsilence.\n\nA VOICE WITHOUT. Votes for Women! Votes for Women!", "MRS. BANGER (rising with a large gesture). This very afternoon I shall\ncast off this hampering skirt for ever; mount my charger; and with my", "perfectly in earnest. He says he has met his ideal at last, a really\nsoldierly woman. She will sit on his head for the rest of his life; and" ], [ "MITCHENER. I am sorry to have to inform you, Madam, that the Government\nhas given up that project, and that General Sandstone has resigned in\nconsequence.", "advised me to come to you. And what I have to say must be said here to\nyou personally, in the most intimate confidence, with the most urgent\npersuasion. Mitchener: Sandstone has resigned.", "MITCHENER. But how? Why? Oh, impossible! the proclamation of martial law\nlast Tuesday made Sandstone virtually Dictator in the metropolis, and to\nresign now is flat desertion.", "falling headlong downstairs and crashing through a glass door.) I shall\nnow wait on General Sandstone. If he shows any sign of weakness, he\nshall share that poor wretch's fate. (She goes out.)", "LADY CORINTHIA. Farewell, creature. (Balsquith enters hurriedly.) Mr.\nBalsquith: I am going to wait on General Sandstone. He at least is an", "MITCHENER. How can I? You know that the people are devoted heart and\nsoul to Sandstone. He is only bringing you \"on the knee,\" as we say in", "MITCHENER (amazed). Old Red resigned!\n\nBALSQUITH. Resigned.", "MITCHENER. What does Sandstone say?\n\nBALSQUITH. He says: Shoot them down.\n\nMITCHENER. Of course.", "Sandstone's. The horrors of martial law administered by Mrs. Banger are\ntoo terrible to be faced. I demand civil rights for the army.", "with that chills manners shes no more notion how to behave herself than\na pig. Youll have to wear General Sandstones uniform: its the ony one in", "MRS. BANGER. They will enforce the order of General Sandstone for the\nremoval of all women from the two mile radius--that is, all women except\nthemselves.", "THE ORDERLY. Look ere, sir: Mrs. Banger locked the door of General\nSandstone's room on the inside; and shes sitting on his ead until he\nsigns a proclamation for women to serve in the army.", "MITCHENER. Balsquith: prepare to hear the worst.\n\nBALSQUITH. Sandstone is no more?", "the British Army is now to all intents and purposes commanded by Mrs.\nBanger. When I remonstrated with Sandstone she positively shouted", "BALSQUITH (taking Mitchener affectionately by the arm and walking him\npersuasively to and fro). And now, Mitchener, will you come to the\nrescue of the Government and take the command that Old Red has thrown\nup?", "LADY CORINTHIA. General Mitchener: your designs on Mrs. Banger are\ndefeated. She is engaged to General Sandstone. Do you still prefer her\nto me?", "The General starts convulsively; snatches a revolver from a drawer,\nand listens in an agony of apprehension. Nothing happens. He puts the", "MRS. FARRELL. If they could only see the seamy side of General\nSandstones uniform, where his flask rubs agen the buckle of his braces,", "THE SUFFRAGET. My dear Mitchener: I AM the Prime Minister. (He tears off\nhis hat and cloak; throws them on the desk; and confronts the General in\nthe ordinary costume of a Cabinet minister.)", "Chubbs-Jenkinson showed a great want of consideration for the Government\nin giving an unreasonable and unpopular order, and bringing compulsory" ], [ "MRS. BANGER. They will enforce the order of General Sandstone for the\nremoval of all women from the two mile radius--that is, all women except\nthemselves.", "MITCHENER. I dont know. Why is it unworkable?\n\nBALSQUITH. I mean the part about drawing a cordon round Westminster at a\ndistance of two miles; and turning all women out of it.", "the British Army is now to all intents and purposes commanded by Mrs.\nBanger. When I remonstrated with Sandstone she positively shouted", "falling headlong downstairs and crashing through a glass door.) I shall\nnow wait on General Sandstone. If he shows any sign of weakness, he\nshall share that poor wretch's fate. (She goes out.)", "THE ORDERLY. Look ere, sir: Mrs. Banger locked the door of General\nSandstone's room on the inside; and shes sitting on his ead until he\nsigns a proclamation for women to serve in the army.", "MITCHENER. What does Sandstone say?\n\nBALSQUITH. He says: Shoot them down.\n\nMITCHENER. Of course.", "MITCHENER. I am sorry to have to inform you, Madam, that the Government\nhas given up that project, and that General Sandstone has resigned in\nconsequence.", "MITCHENER. But how? Why? Oh, impossible! the proclamation of martial law\nlast Tuesday made Sandstone virtually Dictator in the metropolis, and to\nresign now is flat desertion.", "grateful to these women for standing by us and facing the suffragets,\nespecially as they are naturally the gentler and timid sort of women.\n(The Orderly moans.) Did you say anything?", "dangerous--when they are all concentrated in one place--say in\nParliament Square. But by making a two-mile radius and pushing them\nbeyond it, you scatter their attack over a circular line twelve miles", "MITCHENER. How can I? You know that the people are devoted heart and\nsoul to Sandstone. He is only bringing you \"on the knee,\" as we say in", "LADY CORINTHIA. Farewell, creature. (Balsquith enters hurriedly.) Mr.\nBalsquith: I am going to wait on General Sandstone. He at least is an", "Sandstone's. The horrors of martial law administered by Mrs. Banger are\ntoo terrible to be faced. I demand civil rights for the army.", "BALSQUITH. The Labor party is taking the same line. They say the men got\nthe Factory Acts by hiding behind the women's petticoats, and that they\nwill get votes for the army in the same way.", "with that chills manners shes no more notion how to behave herself than\na pig. Youll have to wear General Sandstones uniform: its the ony one in", "MRS. BANGER. No such suspicion can attach to combats in which the\nantagonists are of the same sex.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. The Anti-Suffragets have resolved to take the field.", "Minister of England can get from Downing Street to the War Office is\nby assuming this disguise; shrieking \"VOTES for Women\"; and chaining", "LADY CORINTHIA. General Mitchener: your designs on Mrs. Banger are\ndefeated. She is engaged to General Sandstone. Do you still prefer her\nto me?", "fact that when a woman is on the throne the country is ruled by men, and\ntherefore ruled badly; whereas when a man is on the throne, the country\nis ruled by women, and therefore ruled well. The suffragets would", "MITCHENER. In short, madam, you think that if you give the vote to the\nman, you give the power to the women who can get round the man." ], [ "the British Army is now to all intents and purposes commanded by Mrs.\nBanger. When I remonstrated with Sandstone she positively shouted", "THE ORDERLY. Look ere, sir: Mrs. Banger locked the door of General\nSandstone's room on the inside; and shes sitting on his ead until he\nsigns a proclamation for women to serve in the army.", "MRS. BANGER. They will enforce the order of General Sandstone for the\nremoval of all women from the two mile radius--that is, all women except\nthemselves.", "Sandstone's. The horrors of martial law administered by Mrs. Banger are\ntoo terrible to be faced. I demand civil rights for the army.", "LADY CORINTHIA. General Mitchener: your designs on Mrs. Banger are\ndefeated. She is engaged to General Sandstone. Do you still prefer her\nto me?", "MRS. BANGER. How can you tell? You never knew that the hero of the\ncharge at Kassassin was a woman: yet she was: it was I, Rosa Carmina", "LADY CORINTHIA. Poor Mrs. Banger! Do not for a moment suppose, General\nMitchener, that Mrs. Banger represents my views on the suffrage", "MRS. BANGER. What women need is the right to military service. Give me a\nwell-mounted regiment of women with sabres, opposed to a regiment of men", "with that chills manners shes no more notion how to behave herself than\na pig. Youll have to wear General Sandstones uniform: its the ony one in", "MRS. BANGER. You presume unwarrantably.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. Mrs. Banger's grandmother commanded a canteen at that\ncelebrated battle.", "MRS. FARRELL. If they could only see the seamy side of General\nSandstones uniform, where his flask rubs agen the buckle of his braces,", "LADY CORINTHIA. Am I to understand that General Mitchener is a democrat\nand a suffraget?\n\nMITCHENER. Yes: you have converted me--you and Mrs. Banger.", "MRS. BANGER. It was never even suspected. I had a comrade--a gentleman\nranker--whom they called Fanny. They never called ME Fanny.", "LADY CORINTHIA. You have a coarse mind, General Mitchener.\n\nMITCHENER. So has Mrs. Banger. And by George! I prefer Mrs. Banger to\nyou!", "MRS. BANGER. No such suspicion can attach to combats in which the\nantagonists are of the same sex.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. The Anti-Suffragets have resolved to take the field.", "MITCHENER (groaning). Clouted her head! These women are making the\narmy as lawless as themselves. Clouted her head indeed! A purely civil\nprocedure.\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Any orders, Sir?", "Mrs. Banger is a masculine woman of forty, with a powerful voice and\ngreat physical strength. Lady Corinthia, who is also over thirty, is\nbeautiful and romantic.", "MRS. BANGER. You are a soldier. Obey your orders. Put me out. If I got\nsuch an order, I should not hesitate.", "MRS. BANGER (throwing the door open decisively and marching straight to\nMichener). Pray how much longer is the Anti-Suffrage League to be kept", "MRS. BANGER. Let me introduce us. I am Rosa Carmina Banger--Mrs.\nBanger, organizing secretary of the Anti-Suffraget League. This is" ], [ "MRS. FARRELL. Youd only feel like a fool; and so would I.\n\nMITCHENER. You are really the most sensible woman. Ive made an extremely\nwise choice.", "general on the staff instead o disgracin you be bein a charwoman? (She\nlistens for the answer.) Well, I can have General Mitchener without", "MITCHENER. What a life! Still, if she wants to see me I dont mind. (To\nthe Orderly.) Where are the ladies?\n\nTHE ORDERLY. In No. 17, Sir.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Poor Mrs. Banger! Do not for a moment suppose, General\nMitchener, that Mrs. Banger represents my views on the suffrage", "the lazy sthreel; and tell her her mother wants to speak to her very\nparticularly about General Mitchener. (To Mitchener.) Dont you be", "LADY CORINTHIA. You have a coarse mind, General Mitchener.\n\nMITCHENER. So has Mrs. Banger. And by George! I prefer Mrs. Banger to\nyou!", "MITCHENER. Excuse the abruptness of this communication, Mrs. Farrell;\nbut I know only one woman in the country whose practical ability and", "MITCHENER. I am. I had not at that time discovered that you were the\nonly person in the whole military establishment of this capital who\ncould be trusted to remember where anything was, or to understand an\norder and obey it.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Dont be hysterical, General.\n\nMITCHENER. Hysterical!", "(To Mitchener.) Bless you, me childher, may you be happy, she says. (To\nBalsquith, going to his side of the room.) Give dear, old Mich me love,\nshe says.", "MITCHENER. Do you find the combination comfortable?\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. I do not wear combinations, General: (with dignity) they\nare unwomanly.", "MITCHENER (groaning). Clouted her head! These women are making the\narmy as lawless as themselves. Clouted her head indeed! A purely civil\nprocedure.\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Any orders, Sir?", "LADY CORINTHIA. Am I to understand that General Mitchener is a democrat\nand a suffraget?\n\nMITCHENER. Yes: you have converted me--you and Mrs. Banger.", "MITCHENER (nettled). Let me tell you, Mrs. Farrell, that if the men did\nnot fight, the women would have to fight themselves. We spare you that,\nat all events.", "MITCHENER. Is it possible? What did you do?\n\nMRS. FARRELL. I told his mother on him.\n\nMITCHENER. Oh! what did she say?", "LADY CORINTHIA. General Mitchener: your designs on Mrs. Banger are\ndefeated. She is engaged to General Sandstone. Do you still prefer her\nto me?", "MITCHENER. Perhaps youve never had any experience of garrison life.\nIf you had, you'd have noticed that the sort of woman who is clever at\ngetting round men is sometimes rather a bad lot.", "LADY CORINTHIA. The Suffragets, General, are the dupes of dowdies. A\nreally attractive and clever woman--\n\nMITCHENER (gallantly). Yourself, for instance.", "MITCHENER (plaintively). Mrs. Farrell, youre a woman of very powerful\nmind. Im not qualified to argue these delicate matters with you. I ask", "Mitchener.) She wants to know do I really love you.(Into the telephone.)\nIts likely indeed Id frighten the man off with any such nonsense, at my" ], [ "LADY CORINTHIA. Silence, woman. The position and functions of a wife may\nsuit your gross nature. An Egeria is exactly what I desire to be. (To\nBalsquith.) Can you play accompaniments?", "BALSQUITH. No, Lady Corinthia; but Im a confirmed bachelor. I don't want\na wife; but I want an Egeria.\n\nMRS. FARRELL. More shame for you.", "LADY CORINTHIA. I do not sing comic songs. Neither will you when I am\nyour Egeria. Come. I give a musical at-home this afternoon. I will allow\nyou to sit at my feet.", "Mrs. Banger is a masculine woman of forty, with a powerful voice and\ngreat physical strength. Lady Corinthia, who is also over thirty, is\nbeautiful and romantic.", "perfectly in earnest. He says he has met his ideal at last, a really\nsoldierly woman. She will sit on his head for the rest of his life; and", "MITCHENER. Your sword!\n\nMRS. BANGER. The sword with which I slew five Egyptians with my own hand\nat Kassassin, where I served as a trooper.", "MITCHENER (making a movement toward her). I tell you--\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. Stop. No nearer. No vulgar sensuousness. If you must\nadore, adore at a distance.", "himself to your doorscraper. They were at the corner in force. They\ncheered me. Bellachristina herself was there. She shook my hand and told", "LADY CORINTHIA. Had? I have it still. I tell you I am the highest living\nsoprano. (Scornfully.) What was your highest note, pray?", "MITCHENER. Not at all. Bring them in to see me when youve done with\nthem: I understand that Lady Corinthia is a very fascinating woman. Who\nis she, by the way?", "brought up to use my brains. But occasionally, after a number of remarks\nwhich are perhaps sometimes rather idiotic, I get certain convictions.\nThanks to you, I have now got a conviction that this woman question is", "sheep, and suffer and sacrifice themselves. This question must be solved\nby blood and iron, as was well said by Bismarck, whom I have reason to\nbelieve was a woman in disguise.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Demoralizing.\n\nMRS. BANGER. Insincere.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. They are merely embraces in disguise.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Yes, fish: coldblooded fish.\n\nMITCHENER. Dash it all, madam, do you WANT me to make advances to you?", "LADY CORINTHIA (smiling). It is easy to read your thoughts. I am one\nof those women who are accustomed to rule the world through men. Man is", "ruled by beauty, by charm. The men who are not have no influence. The\nSalic Law, which forbade women to occupy a throne, is founded on the", "with the greatest facility--Patti never got above E flat--I am marked\nout as the prey of every libertine. You think I am like the thousands of\nweak women whom you have ruined--", "LADY CORINTHIA (contemptuously). She suits you exactly. (Coming to\nBalsquith.) Mr. Balsquith: you at least, are not a Philistine.", "If I really WHAT? (She listens.) WHO druv him? I never said a word\nto-- Eh? (She listens.) Oh, LOVE him. Arra dont be a fool, child. (To", "BALSQUITH (cautiously). I think we had better not commit ourselves too\nfar. If I might carry your parasol, that would quite satisfy me. Let us" ], [ "becoming one of the greatest importance. It will be reached at no\nvery distant date. Can you as an Englishman, tamely contemplate the\npossibility of having to live under a German moon? The British flag", "MITCHENER. On the contrary, my dear fellow, it increases the danger\ntenfold, because it increases German jealousy of our military supremacy.\n\nBALSQUITH. After all, why should the Germans invade us?", "MITCHENER. Why shouldnt they? What else has their army to do? What else\nare they building a navy for?\n\nBALSQUITH. Well, we never think of invading Germany.", "BALSQUITH (dogmatically). Yes. Theres no such thing as security in the\nworld: and there never can be as long as men are mortal. England will be", "BALSQUITH. Dead. A German philosopher. (He half rises, but recollects\nsomething and sits down again.) Oh confound it: that reminds me. The\nGermans have laid down four more Dreadnoughts.", "country. Right about face. March. (The Orderly goes out, trembling.)", "secure when England is dead, just as the streets of London will be\nsafe when there is no longer a man in her streets to be run over, or a\nvehicle to run over him. When you military chaps ask for security you", "BALSQUITH. Say nobodys enemy but my own. It sounds nicer. You really\nneednt be so horribly afraid of the other countries. Theyre all in the", "MITCHENER. You darent say that in Lambeth.\n\nBALSQUITH. Ill say it the day after you publish your scheme for invading\nGermany and repealing all the reform Acts.", "discharge bought for him by his relations. The country didnt know you\nwere going to do that or it would never have stood it. Is an Englishman\nto be made a mockery like this?", "BALSQUITH. My dear Mitchener, the moon is outside practical politics. Id\nswop it for a cooling station tomorrow with Germany or any other Power\nsufficiently military in its way of thinking to attach any importance to\nit.", "MITCHENER. And consequently Monaco enjoys no security. What a frightful\nthing! How do the inhabitants sleep with the possibility of invasion,", "the British Army is now to all intents and purposes commanded by Mrs.\nBanger. When I remonstrated with Sandstone she positively shouted", "and until they get a stern lesson, they never WILL recognize, the plain\nfact that the interests of the British Empire are paramount, and that\nthe command of the sea belongs by nature to England.", "the army. Could any other living man have persuaded the British nation\nto accept universal compulsory military service as he did last year?\nWhy, even the Church refused exemption. He is supreme--omnipotent.", "MITCHENER. Arming yourselves! But, my dear ladies, under the latest\nproclamation women are strictly forbidden to carry chains, padlocks,\ntracts on the franchise, or weapons of any description.", "MITCHENER (most indignantly). All? A civilian shoots down one of His\nMajesty's soldiers on duty; and the Prime Minister of England asks Is\nthat all? Have you no regard for the sanctity of human life?", "dangerous--when they are all concentrated in one place--say in\nParliament Square. But by making a two-mile radius and pushing them\nbeyond it, you scatter their attack over a circular line twelve miles", "sword. There was a time when the British Army contained men capable of\ndischarging these duties for their commanding officer. Those days are\nover. The compulsorily enlisted soldier runs to a woman for everything.", "The General starts convulsively; snatches a revolver from a drawer,\nand listens in an agony of apprehension. Nothing happens. He puts the" ], [ "THE SUFFRAGET. My dear Mitchener: I AM the Prime Minister. (He tears off\nhis hat and cloak; throws them on the desk; and confronts the General in\nthe ordinary costume of a Cabinet minister.)", "MITCHENER. No. For you now tell me that the Labor Party demands votes\nfor women. That makes it impossible to give them, because it would be", "BALSQUITH. The Labor party is taking the same line. They say the men got\nthe Factory Acts by hiding behind the women's petticoats, and that they\nwill get votes for the army in the same way.", "MITCHENER. Balsquith: we must not yield to clamor. I have just told this\nlady that I am at last convinced--\n\nBALSQUITH (joyfully). That the suffragets must be supported.", "LADY CORINTHIA. The suffragets have turned the whole woman movement on\nto the wrong track. They ask for a vote.\n\nMRS. BANGER. What use is a vote? Men have the vote.", "BALSQUITH. That will be remedied when women get the vote. Ive had to\npromise that.", "MITCHENER (flying into a transport of rage). How dare you repeat\nthat infamous slander? (He rings the bell violently.) If this is the\nalternative to votes for women, I shall advocate giving every woman in\nthe country six votes.", "Zealand mutton. Look at the suffragets themselves. The only ones who are\npopular are the pretty ones, who flirt with mobs as ordinary women flirt\nwith officers.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Am I to understand that General Mitchener is a democrat\nand a suffraget?\n\nMITCHENER. Yes: you have converted me--you and Mrs. Banger.", "MITCHENER. In short, madam, you think that if you give the vote to the\nman, you give the power to the women who can get round the man.", "Minister of England can get from Downing Street to the War Office is\nby assuming this disguise; shrieking \"VOTES for Women\"; and chaining", "THE ORDERLY. I dont want anything, Governor, thank you. The secretary\nand president of the Anti-Suffraget League say they had an appointment\nwith the Prime Minister, and that theyve been sent on here from Downing\nStreet.", "LADY CORINTHIA. I dont want you to talk. I want you to listen. You do\nnot yet understand my views on the question of the Suffrage. (She rises", "MRS. BANGER. No such suspicion can attach to combats in which the\nantagonists are of the same sex.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. The Anti-Suffragets have resolved to take the field.", "THE VOICE OUTSIDE. Votes for Women! Votes for Women! Votes for Women!", "Balsquith shakes his head. They contemplate one another in miserable\nsilence.\n\nA VOICE WITHOUT. Votes for Women! Votes for Women!", "with votes. We shall see which will go down before the other. (rises)\nNo: we have had enough of these gentle pretty creatures who merely talk\nand cross-examine ministers in police courts, and go to prison like", "grateful to these women for standing by us and facing the suffragets,\nespecially as they are naturally the gentler and timid sort of women.\n(The Orderly moans.) Did you say anything?", "MITCHENER (mimicking her). Votes for Women! Votes for Women! Votes for\nWomen! (in his natural voice) Votes for children! Votes for babies!", "MITCHENER (murmuring politely). Most happy, Im sure.\n\nMRS. BANGER. We have come to tell you plainly that the Anti-Suffragets\nare going to fight." ], [ "The General starts convulsively; snatches a revolver from a drawer,\nand listens in an agony of apprehension. Nothing happens. He puts the", "LADY CORINTHIA (raising her revolver). I shall be obliged to shoot you\nif you stir, General.", "general on the staff instead o disgracin you be bein a charwoman? (She\nlistens for the answer.) Well, I can have General Mitchener without", "THE ORDERLY (chuckling). Wot oh, General! Wot oh!", "THE ORDERLY. Look ere, sir: Mrs. Banger locked the door of General\nSandstone's room on the inside; and shes sitting on his ead until he\nsigns a proclamation for women to serve in the army.", "THE ORDERLY. No, Sir.\n\nBALSQUITH. Did you catch their names.", "falling headlong downstairs and crashing through a glass door.) I shall\nnow wait on General Sandstone. If he shows any sign of weakness, he\nshall share that poor wretch's fate. (She goes out.)", "General Mitchener is at his writing table in the War Office, opening\nletters. On his left is the fireplace, with a fire burning. On his", "LADY CORINTHIA. Farewell, creature. (Balsquith enters hurriedly.) Mr.\nBalsquith: I am going to wait on General Sandstone. He at least is an", "BALSQUITH (taking Mitchener affectionately by the arm and walking him\npersuasively to and fro). And now, Mitchener, will you come to the\nrescue of the Government and take the command that Old Red has thrown\nup?", "MITCHENER. I am sorry to have to inform you, Madam, that the Government\nhas given up that project, and that General Sandstone has resigned in\nconsequence.", "LADY CORINTHIA. General Mitchener: your designs on Mrs. Banger are\ndefeated. She is engaged to General Sandstone. Do you still prefer her\nto me?", "the lazy sthreel; and tell her her mother wants to speak to her very\nparticularly about General Mitchener. (To Mitchener.) Dont you be", "MITCHENER. Not a word.\n\nBALSQUITH (shaking his head). I suppose nobody dared to tell you. (He\nsits down carelessly on Mitchener's right.)", "BALSQUITH (jumping up and walking about sulkily). Oh come! I like to\nhear you military people talking of cowardice. Why, you spend your lives", "Mrs. Banger is a masculine woman of forty, with a powerful voice and\ngreat physical strength. Lady Corinthia, who is also over thirty, is\nbeautiful and romantic.", "I says. Couldnt you see for yourself there wasnt room for fours, e says:\nwhy cant you THINK? General Mitchener tells me Im not to think but to", "A terrific explosion shakes the building--they take no notice.\n\nMITCHENER (breaking down). You dont know what this means to me,\nBalsquith. I love the army. I love my country.", "MITCHENER. And the public thinks the lot of a commanding officer a happy\none! Oh, if they could only see the seamy side of it. (He returns to his\ntable to resume work.)", "BALSQUITH. But suppose your own daughters--Helen and Georgina.\n\nMITCHENER. My daughters would not dream of disobeying the proclamation.\n(As an after thought.) At least Helen wouldnt." ], [ "BALSQUITH (throwing himself into Mitchener's chair). Yes: it is indeed\nBalsquith. It has come to this: that the only way that the Prime", "BALSQUITH. By the way, what was the explosion?\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Only a sort of bombshell, Sir.\n\nBALSQUITH. Bombshell!", "BALSQUITH. It turns out that the curate is well connected. (Mitchener\nstaggers at the shock. Speechless he contemplates Balsquith with a wild", "BALSQUITH. Stop. Stop, I say. I dont know. That is the difference\nbetween your job and mine, Mitchener. After twenty years in the army a", "BALSQUITH. Yes, yes, my dear Mitchener; I know all that as well as you\ndo: I argued with him until I was black in the face and he so red", "BALSQUITH. When you tell people that they are the real rulers and they\ncan do what they like, nine times out of ten, they say, \"All right, tell", "BALSQUITH (gloomily). Its unfortunate. He was at Oxford with Bobby\nBassborough.\n\nMITCHENER. Worse and worse. What shall we do?", "BALSQUITH. Oh, yes; it's all jolly fine for you and Old Red. You dont\ndepend on votes for your places. What do you suppose will happen at the\nnext election?", "BALSQUITH. It certainly is rather awkward.\n\nThe Orderly comes in.\n\nMITCHENER (angrily). What is it? How dare you interrupt us like this?", "BALSQUITH (relieved). Oh: is that all?", "MITCHENER (throwing down his pen and his letters and jumping up to\nconfront Balsquith). His duty was perfectly simple. He should have", "BALSQUITH. Mitchener: the game is up.\n\nMITCHENER. What do you mean?", "BALSQUITH. His father has subscribed a million to the party funds. We\nowe him a peerage.\n\nMITCHENER. I dont care.", "BALSQUITH. That would cost a lot of money.\n\nMITCHENER. Not money necessarily. Bribe them with titles.\n\nBALSQUITH. Do you think we dare?", "BALSQUITH. Daughter of Lord Broadstairs, the automatic turbine man. Gave\nquarter of a million to the party funds. Shes musical and romantic and", "BALSQUITH (taking Mitchener affectionately by the arm and walking him\npersuasively to and fro). And now, Mitchener, will you come to the\nrescue of the Government and take the command that Old Red has thrown\nup?", "BALSQUITH. But public opinion would never stand it.\n\nMITCHENER (walking about and laying down the law). Theres no such thing\nas public opinion.", "BALSQUITH. Dead. A German philosopher. (He half rises, but recollects\nsomething and sits down again.) Oh confound it: that reminds me. The\nGermans have laid down four more Dreadnoughts.", "BALSQUITH (much relieved). Well, getting shot is what a soldier is for.\nBesides, he doesnt vote.\n\nMITCHENER. Neither do the Suffragets.", "MITCHENER. Good heavens! Balsquith!" ], [ "LADY CORINTHIA. The suffragets have turned the whole woman movement on\nto the wrong track. They ask for a vote.\n\nMRS. BANGER. What use is a vote? Men have the vote.", "MRS. BANGER. Let me introduce us. I am Rosa Carmina Banger--Mrs.\nBanger, organizing secretary of the Anti-Suffraget League. This is", "MRS. BANGER. What women need is the right to military service. Give me a\nwell-mounted regiment of women with sabres, opposed to a regiment of men", "Mrs. Banger is a masculine woman of forty, with a powerful voice and\ngreat physical strength. Lady Corinthia, who is also over thirty, is\nbeautiful and romantic.", "MRS. BANGER. They have shown neither the strength, the courage, nor the\ndetermination which are needed to combat women like the Suffragets.", "MRS. BANGER (throwing the door open decisively and marching straight to\nMichener). Pray how much longer is the Anti-Suffrage League to be kept", "LADY CORINTHIA. Poor Mrs. Banger! Do not for a moment suppose, General\nMitchener, that Mrs. Banger represents my views on the suffrage", "MRS. BANGER (rising with a large gesture). This very afternoon I shall\ncast off this hampering skirt for ever; mount my charger; and with my", "MITCHENER (murmuring politely). Most happy, Im sure.\n\nMRS. BANGER. We have come to tell you plainly that the Anti-Suffragets\nare going to fight.", "MRS. BANGER. How can you tell? You never knew that the hero of the\ncharge at Kassassin was a woman: yet she was: it was I, Rosa Carmina", "MRS. BANGER. You presume unwarrantably.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. Mrs. Banger's grandmother commanded a canteen at that\ncelebrated battle.", "LADY CORINTHIA AND MRS. BANGER (rising). Thank you. (They sit down\nagain.)", "MITCHENER (gallantly). Oh, pray leave that to the men, Mrs. Banger.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. We can no longer trust the men.", "MITCHENER. In short, madam, you think that if you give the vote to the\nman, you give the power to the women who can get round the man.", "MITCHENER (mimicking her). Votes for Women! Votes for Women! Votes for\nWomen! (in his natural voice) Votes for children! Votes for babies!", "THE ORDERLY. Look ere, sir: Mrs. Banger locked the door of General\nSandstone's room on the inside; and shes sitting on his ead until he\nsigns a proclamation for women to serve in the army.", "LADY CORINTHIA. You have a coarse mind, General Mitchener.\n\nMITCHENER. So has Mrs. Banger. And by George! I prefer Mrs. Banger to\nyou!", "MRS. BANGER. No such suspicion can attach to combats in which the\nantagonists are of the same sex.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. The Anti-Suffragets have resolved to take the field.", "question. Mrs. Banger is a man in petticoats. I am every inch a woman;\nbut I find it convenient to work with her.", "MRS. BANGER (To the Orderly). When you are ordered to put a person out\nyou should do it like this. (She hurls him from the room. He is heard" ], [ "LADY CORINTHIA (smiling). It is easy to read your thoughts. I am one\nof those women who are accustomed to rule the world through men. Man is", "Mrs. Banger is a masculine woman of forty, with a powerful voice and\ngreat physical strength. Lady Corinthia, who is also over thirty, is\nbeautiful and romantic.", "ruled by beauty, by charm. The men who are not have no influence. The\nSalic Law, which forbade women to occupy a throne, is founded on the", "brought up to use my brains. But occasionally, after a number of remarks\nwhich are perhaps sometimes rather idiotic, I get certain convictions.\nThanks to you, I have now got a conviction that this woman question is", "MITCHENER. In short, madam, you think that if you give the vote to the\nman, you give the power to the women who can get round the man.", "fact that when a woman is on the throne the country is ruled by men, and\ntherefore ruled badly; whereas when a man is on the throne, the country\nis ruled by women, and therefore ruled well. The suffragets would", "talent--who wield a legitimate, a refining influence over the men.\n(She sits down gracefully, smiling, and arranging her draperies with\nconscious elegance.)", "LADY CORINTHIA. Demoralizing.\n\nMRS. BANGER. Insincere.\n\nLADY CORINTHIA. They are merely embraces in disguise.", "perfectly in earnest. He says he has met his ideal at last, a really\nsoldierly woman. She will sit on his head for the rest of his life; and", "MITCHENER. Bismarck a woman?\n\nMRS. BANGER. All the really strong men of history have been disguised\nwomen.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Not by all the women. By certain women. I had almost\nsaid by one woman. By the women who have charm--who have artistic", "MITCHENER. I mean a woman who would play the very devil if the\nother women didnt keep her in pretty strict order. I dont approve of", "MITCHENER. The moral for you, Balsquith, is that youve got to give up\ntreating women as if they were angels. Ha ha!", "LADY CORINTHIA. The Suffragets, General, are the dupes of dowdies. A\nreally attractive and clever woman--\n\nMITCHENER (gallantly). Yourself, for instance.", "Zealand mutton. Look at the suffragets themselves. The only ones who are\npopular are the pretty ones, who flirt with mobs as ordinary women flirt\nwith officers.", "sheep, and suffer and sacrifice themselves. This question must be solved\nby blood and iron, as was well said by Bismarck, whom I have reason to\nbelieve was a woman in disguise.", "MITCHENER. Perhaps youve never had any experience of garrison life.\nIf you had, you'd have noticed that the sort of woman who is clever at\ngetting round men is sometimes rather a bad lot.", "LADY CORINTHIA. Nature is too strong for the combatants.\n\nMRS. BANGER. Physical struggles between persons of opposite sexes are\nunseemly.", "MITCHENER (plaintively). Mrs. Farrell, youre a woman of very powerful\nmind. Im not qualified to argue these delicate matters with you. I ask", "MITCHENER (straddling confidently). Yes you can. Strange as it may seem\nto you as a civilian, Balsquith, if you point a rifle at a woman and\nfire it, she will drop exactly as a man drops." ], [ "Mrs. Farrell, a lean, highly respectable Irish Charwoman of about 50\ncomes in.", "MRS. FARRELL (into the telephone). Is that you, Eliza? (She listens for\nthe answer.) Not out of bed yet! Go and pull her out by the heels,", "MRS. FARRELL (into the telephone). Anyhow I wouldnt let that stand in\nthe way. (She listens.) If I really WHAT? (She listens.)I cant hear you.", "MRS. FARRELL. Whats the matther now? (She comes to the table.)\n\nMITCHENER (to the Orderly). I have private business with Mrs. Farrell.\nOutside, you infernal blackguard.", "MITCHENER. Is it possible? What did you do?\n\nMRS. FARRELL. I told his mother on him.\n\nMITCHENER. Oh! what did she say?", "MRS. FARRELL. A good job too. If I could have made Farrell blush I\nwouldnt have had to risk me life too often. You n your risks n your", "MRS. FARRELL. Just wait a bit. (She takes Mitchener's chair and rings up\nthe telephone.) Double three oh seven Elephant.", "MRS. FARRELL. I was thinkin that perhaps the Duchess might like her\ndaughter-in-law's mother to be a General's lady betther than to be a", "MITCHENER (winningly). Mrs. Farrell: you have been charwoman here now\never since I took up my duties. Have you really never, in your more\nromantic moments, cast a favorable eye on my person?", "MRS. FARRELL (going to the door and calling after him.) You might have\nthe manners to shut the door idther you. (She shuts it and comes between\nMitchener and Lady Corinthia.)", "MRS. FARRELL. Theres no music halls nowadays: theyre Variety Theatres.\nShes got an offer of marriage from a young jook.", "MRS. FARRELL. She was as pleased as Punch. Thank Heaven, she says, hes\ngot somebody thatll be able to keep him when the supertax is put up to\ntwenty shillings in the pound.", "MRS. FARRELL (into the telephone). He says hes fifty-two. (She listens;\nthen, to Mitchener.) She says youre down in Who's Who as sixty-one.", "MITCHENER (plaintively). Mrs. Farrell, youre a woman of very powerful\nmind. Im not qualified to argue these delicate matters with you. I ask", "MRS. FARRELL. If they could only see the seamy side of General\nSandstones uniform, where his flask rubs agen the buckle of his braces,", "MRS. FARRELL. Youd only feel like a fool; and so would I.\n\nMITCHENER. You are really the most sensible woman. Ive made an extremely\nwise choice.", "MRS. FARRELL. Faith I dunna. All I know is she walked up to him as bold\nas brass n said \"Write me a sketch, dear.\" Afther all the trouble I took", "MRS. FARRELL. Its no good flattherin me. Im too old.\n\nMITCHENER. Not at all, Mrs. Farrell. How is your daughter?", "MRS. FARRELL. Its a mercy youve found one another out at last. That's\nenough now.\n\nCURTAIN", "MRS. FARRELL. Which daughther.\n\nMITCHENER. The one who has made such a gratifying success in the Music\nHalls." ], [ "MITCHENER. Why shouldnt they? What else has their army to do? What else\nare they building a navy for?\n\nBALSQUITH. Well, we never think of invading Germany.", "MITCHENER. On the contrary, my dear fellow, it increases the danger\ntenfold, because it increases German jealousy of our military supremacy.\n\nBALSQUITH. After all, why should the Germans invade us?", "MITCHENER. Yes we do. I have thought of nothing else for the last ten\nyears. Say what you will, Balsquith, the Germans have never recognized,", "MITCHENER. Think of what it would cost to be invaded by Germany and\nforced to pay an indemnity of five hundred millions.", "MITCHENER. And consequently Monaco enjoys no security. What a frightful\nthing! How do the inhabitants sleep with the possibility of invasion,", "BALSQUITH. My dear Mitchener, the moon is outside practical politics. Id\nswop it for a cooling station tomorrow with Germany or any other Power\nsufficiently military in its way of thinking to attach any importance to\nit.", "MITCHENER (very seriously). Let me tell you, Balsquith, that in these\ndays of aeroplanes and Zeppelin airships, the question of the moon is", "MITCHENER (nettled). Let me tell you, Mrs. Farrell, that if the men did\nnot fight, the women would have to fight themselves. We spare you that,\nat all events.", "MITCHENER. What does Sandstone say?\n\nBALSQUITH. He says: Shoot them down.\n\nMITCHENER. Of course.", "MITCHENER. You darent say that in Lambeth.\n\nBALSQUITH. Ill say it the day after you publish your scheme for invading\nGermany and repealing all the reform Acts.", "MITCHENER. Georgina would if she knew shed be shot if she didnt. Thats\nhow the thing would work. Military methods are really the most merciful", "MITCHENER (groaning). It is impossible for the human mind to conceive\nanything more dreadful than this. Youre a disgrace to the service.", "MITCHENER. You'll have to, sooner or later, or the Socialists will make\nnobodies of the lot of you by collaring every penny you possess. Do you", "advised me to come to you. And what I have to say must be said here to\nyou personally, in the most intimate confidence, with the most urgent\npersuasion. Mitchener: Sandstone has resigned.", "MITCHENER. I am sorry to have to inform you, Madam, that the Government\nhas given up that project, and that General Sandstone has resigned in\nconsequence.", "MITCHENER. Youre all afraid of these women (picking the letter up). It\ndoes seem to have a key in it. (He opens the letter, and takes out a key", "MITCHENER. Not a word.\n\nBALSQUITH (shaking his head). I suppose nobody dared to tell you. (He\nsits down carelessly on Mitchener's right.)", "MITCHENER. Why didnt you telephone?\n\nBALSQUITH. They tap the telephone. Every switchboard in London is in\ntheir hands or in those of their young men.", "MITCHENER. Yes you can. You dont realize it; but if you fire a rifle\ninto a German he drops just as surely as a rabbit does.", "(To Mitchener.) Bless you, me childher, may you be happy, she says. (To\nBalsquith, going to his side of the room.) Give dear, old Mich me love,\nshe says." ], [ "and ghastly stare; then reels into his chair and buries his face in his\nhands over the blotter. Balsquith continues remorselessly, stooping", "when they get into a state about it. (She goes out, having gathered\nBalsquith's suffraget disguise from the desk.)", "BALSQUITH (gloomily). Its unfortunate. He was at Oxford with Bobby\nBassborough.\n\nMITCHENER. Worse and worse. What shall we do?", "BALSQUITH (throwing himself into Mitchener's chair). Yes: it is indeed\nBalsquith. It has come to this: that the only way that the Prime", "BALSQUITH. Neither have I. Anyhow dont you taunt me with cowardice. (He\nposts himself on the hearthrug beside Mitchener on his left.) I never", "The General starts convulsively; snatches a revolver from a drawer,\nand listens in an agony of apprehension. Nothing happens. He puts the", "BALSQUITH. By the way, what was the explosion?\n\nTHE ORDERLY. Only a sort of bombshell, Sir.\n\nBALSQUITH. Bombshell!", "BALSQUITH. Yes, yes, my dear Mitchener; I know all that as well as you\ndo: I argued with him until I was black in the face and he so red", "Balsquith shakes his head. They contemplate one another in miserable\nsilence.\n\nA VOICE WITHOUT. Votes for Women! Votes for Women!", "MITCHENER. Not a word.\n\nBALSQUITH (shaking his head). I suppose nobody dared to tell you. (He\nsits down carelessly on Mitchener's right.)", "BALSQUITH But dash it all, man, a rabbit hasnt got a rifle and a German\nhas. Suppose he shoots you down.", "BALSQUITH (cautiously). I think we had better not commit ourselves too\nfar. If I might carry your parasol, that would quite satisfy me. Let us", "revolver back, ashamed; wipes his brow; and resumes his work. He\nis startled afresh by the entry of an Orderly. This Orderly is an", "BALSQUITH. He WAS, a year ago. But ever since your book of reminiscences\nwent into two more editions than his, and the rush for it led to the", "BALSQUITH. Probably he will be, by the other subalterns.\n\nMITCHENER. I hope so. Anyhow, out he goes! Out of the army! He or I.", "MITCHENER (calmly). A very sensible precaution, Balsquith. I always take\nit. And in consequence Ive never been burgled.", "BALSQUITH (jumping up and walking about sulkily). Oh come! I like to\nhear you military people talking of cowardice. Why, you spend your lives", "BALSQUITH. It turns out that the curate is well connected. (Mitchener\nstaggers at the shock. Speechless he contemplates Balsquith with a wild", "MITCHENER (throwing down his pen and his letters and jumping up to\nconfront Balsquith). His duty was perfectly simple. He should have", "BALSQUITH. I bet you a guinea he wont get even a week. I bet you another\nthat Chubbs-Jenkinson apologizes abjectly. You evidently havent heard\nthe news." ], [ "MITCHENER. Is it possible? What did you do?\n\nMRS. FARRELL. I told his mother on him.\n\nMITCHENER. Oh! what did she say?", "MITCHENER. How can I? You know that the people are devoted heart and\nsoul to Sandstone. He is only bringing you \"on the knee,\" as we say in", "BALSQUITH. Yes, yes, my dear Mitchener; I know all that as well as you\ndo: I argued with him until I was black in the face and he so red", "(To Mitchener.) Bless you, me childher, may you be happy, she says. (To\nBalsquith, going to his side of the room.) Give dear, old Mich me love,\nshe says.", "MITCHENER. On the contrary, he is particularly lively. He has softened\nMrs. Banger by a proposal of marriage in which he appears to be", "MITCHENER. What does Sandstone say?\n\nBALSQUITH. He says: Shoot them down.\n\nMITCHENER. Of course.", "MITCHENER (throwing down his pen and his letters and jumping up to\nconfront Balsquith). His duty was perfectly simple. He should have", "BALSQUITH (taking Mitchener affectionately by the arm and walking him\npersuasively to and fro). And now, Mitchener, will you come to the\nrescue of the Government and take the command that Old Red has thrown\nup?", "MITCHENER. Be calm, Balsquith. These things must happen; they save\nbloodshed in the long run, believe me. Ive seen plenty of it; and I\nknow.", "MITCHENER. Georgina would if she knew shed be shot if she didnt. Thats\nhow the thing would work. Military methods are really the most merciful", "MITCHENER. Put your shoulder to the door and burst it open.", "MITCHENER. Not a word.\n\nBALSQUITH (shaking his head). I suppose nobody dared to tell you. (He\nsits down carelessly on Mitchener's right.)", "MITCHENER. When a man has risked his life on eight battlefields, Mrs.\nFarrell, he has given sufficient proof of his self-control to be excused\na little strong language.", "MITCHENER (scornfully). Dare! Dare! What is life but daring, man? \"To\ndare, to dare, and again to dare\"--", "over him to rub it in.) He has three aunts in the peerage; and Lady\nRichmond's one of them; (Mitchener utters a heartrending groan) and", "MITCHENER. Yes we do. I have thought of nothing else for the last ten\nyears. Say what you will, Balsquith, the Germans have never recognized,", "BALSQUITH. That would cost a lot of money.\n\nMITCHENER. Not money necessarily. Bribe them with titles.\n\nBALSQUITH. Do you think we dare?", "MITCHENER (springing up and fuming away to the fireplace). These\nrepeated insults to a man of blameless life are as disgraceful to you", "BALSQUITH. But if they wont recognize it, what can I do?\n\nMITCHENER. Shoot them down.\n\nBALSQUITH. I cant shoot them down.", "MITCHENER. And the public thinks the lot of a commanding officer a happy\none! Oh, if they could only see the seamy side of it. (He returns to his\ntable to resume work.)" ] ]

[ "Who is the woman, chained to the door scrapper?", "Why did General Sandstone leave the government?", "What is Mitchener's advice to the german problem?", "What has caused this mass chaos?", "What does Mrs. Banger say women want?", "According to Lady Corintha, how will voting help women?", "How proposes to Mrs. Banger?", "Who does Mitchener propose to?", "Why does Mitchener marry Mrs. Farrell?", "Who is the Prime Minister?", "Why does the Prime Minister disguise himself as a woman?", "Why does General Sandstone resign from the government?", "Who is in favour of General Sandstone's plan of a male-only zone around Westminster?", "How did Mrs. Bangor get General Sandstone to agree to allow women to join the army?", "Who did General Mitchener say was the only sensible woman he knows?", "What is an \"Egeria\"?", "What country is Britain concerned that it will rearm itself?", "What two British political parties have come to support women's suffrage?", "What are the names of the two generals in the story?", "What is Balsquith's job?", "What right does Mrs. Banger want for women?", "Which of the characters believes that women should manipulate men using their looks?", "What is Mrs. Farrell's occupation?", "What is Mitchener worried about the Germans doing in the future?", "How does Basquith disguise himself at the beginning of the story?", "What is Mitchener's standard solution to problems?" ]

[ [ "Prime Minister Balsquith", "Balsquith, the Prime Minister " ], [ "His male only zone plan failed.", "his plan for creating a male only zone failed" ], [ "\"Shoot them down\".", "shooting them" ], [ "Women';s Sufferage", "Women's suffrage " ], [ "To join the army.", "To join the army." ], [ "It will give the same amount of power to ugly women and pretty women.", "It will make ugly women as powerful as beautiful women." ], [ "General Sandstone.", "General Sandstone" ], [ "Mrs. Farrell", "Mrs. Farrell" ], [ "Because she is the only sensible woman he knows,", "She's the only sensible women he knows " ], [ "Balsquith", "balsquith" ], [ "to be able to get into the War Office through the many female suffragettes outside the Office", "suffragettes were chasing him" ], [ "because his plan of creating a males-only zone around Westminster has failed", "he had planned to create a 2-mile male-only exclusion zone around Westminster and failed" ], [ "his arch-rival, General Mitchener", "balsquith" ], [ "by sitting on his head", "she sat on the generals head until he gave in" ], [ "Mrs. Farrell, the housekeeper", "Mrs. Farrell, his housekeeper" ], [ "an advisor who stays out of sight or behind-the-scenes", "behind the scenes advisor" ], [ "Germany", "Germany" ], [ "The Labour Party and the Liberals", "the Liberals and the Labour party " ], [ "Mitchener and Sandstone", "Mitchener and Sandstone " ], [ "Balsquith is the Prime Minister.", "Prime Minister" ], [ "She wants women to be able to join the army.", "The right to join the army " ], [ "Lady Corintha", "Lady Corintha " ], [ "She is Mitchener's housekeeper.", "Housekeeper." ], [ "He is worried that the Germans will travel to the moon.", "travel to the moon and claiming it as German property, a \"German Moon\"" ], [ "As a woman", "As a women " ], [ "\"Shoot them down\"", "shooting them" ] ]

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Every letter from New Orleans--we", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "run away, and by some mysterious agency got into Canada, from which\nplace he had sent back several indecorous messages to his late owner.\nAunt Chloe was still in New Orleans, employed as nurse in one of the", "discovered that the world was not created exclusively on my account.\nIn New Orleans I labored under the delusion that it was. Having neither\nbrother nor sister to give up to at home, and being, moreover, the", "\"The summer vacation,\" said Pepper, \"lasts six weeks; that will give you\na fortnight to spend in New Orleans, allowing two weeks each way for the\njourney.\"", "The first shadow that fell upon me in my new home was caused by the\nreturn of my parents to New Orleans. Their visit was cut short by", "new Orleans, was killed accidentally on the Fourth of July, 18-- in the\n2nd year of his Age.\" Binny Wallace, arriving on the spot just after", "he seldom ventured to be aggressive; but whenever we met about town he\nnever failed to brush against me, or pull my cap over my eyes, or\ndrive me distracted by inquiring after my family in New Orleans, always", "New Orleans, and was bound to make a noise in the world once, if I never\ndid again.", "I had fired the pistol once, secretly, in New Orleans, and, remembering\nthe noise it gave birth to on that occasion, I shut both eyes tight as", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "\"What!\" I cried, enjoying his perplexity. \"Have you forgotten the\nvoyage from New Orleans in the Typhoon, two years ago, you lovely old\npicture-book?\"", "Lake Pontchartrain, near New Orleans, where he was able to spend part of\neach week. So the return North was postponed indefinitely.", "before I left New Orleans, and now was the time, if ever, to fire it\noff. Muskets, blunderbusses, and pistols were banging away lively all", "I was born at Rivermouth, but, before I had a chance to become very well\nacquainted with that pretty New England town, my parents removed to New", "the age of ten years he fled from the multiplication-table, and ran away\nto sea. A single voyage satisfied him. There never was but one of our" ], [ "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "\"This is your last chance to see the city, To see the city, Tom,\" said\nmy father, as we swept round a bend of the river.", "My grandfather wisely concluded to put me to school at once. If I had\nbeen permitted to go mooning about the house and stables, I should have", "business which required my father's presence in Natchez, where he was\nestablishing a branch of the bankinghouse. When they had gone, a sense", "With this delightful picture of Northern civilization in my eye, the\nreader will easily understand my terror at the bare thought of being\ntransported to Rivermouth to school, and possibly will forgive me for", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "There was very little hard study done in the Temple Grammar School the\nweek preceding the Fourth of July. For my part, my heart and brain were", "My father had died at New Orleans during one of his weekly visits to\nthe city. The letter bearing these tidings had reached Rivermouth the\nevening of my flight--had passed me on the road by the down train.", "several years later, when my father proposed to take me North to be\neducated, I had my own peculiar views on the subject. I instantly kicked\nover the little Negro boy who happened to be standing by me at the", "My father devoted that evening and several subsequent evenings to giving\nme a clear and succinct account of New England; its early struggles, its\nprogress, and its present condition--faint and confused glimmerings", "(1)\"Tom Brown's School Days at Rugby\"\n\n\n\n\n\nChapter Eleven--All About Gypsy", "The Captain wished to carry out his son's intention and send me to\ncollege, for which I was nearly fitted; but our means did not admit of", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "\"Well, Thomas,\" said the old gentleman, an hour or so afterwards,\nbeaming upon me benevolently across the breakfast table, \"you didn't\nwait to be called this morning.\"", "Everything was changed with us now. There were consultations with\nlawyers, and signing of papers, and correspondence; for my father's", "\"Must, Tom?\"\n\n\"Indeed you must, Nelly.\"\n\nShe had risen from the chair with an amused, perplexed look in her eyes.\nI held her an instant by the dress.", "year. With that letter came another to Captain Nutter, which he did not\nread aloud to the family, as usual. It was on business, he said, folding", "\"Guess you'll have a squally time of it,\" said Charley, casting off\nthe painter. \"I'll drop in at old Newbury's\" (Newbury was the parish\nundertaker) \"and leave word, as I go along!\"", "I studied like a good fellow this quarter, carrying off a couple of\nfirst prizes. The Captain expressed his gratification by presenting me" ], [ "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "Grandfather Nutter was a hale, cheery old gentleman, as straight and as\nbald as an arrow. He had been a sailor in early life; that is to say, at", "and then a grandfather; and at the period of which I am speaking his\ngrandchild was actually one of Miss Dorothy's young ladies. So, at\nleast, ran the story.", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "Luckily poor Pepper was not seriously hurt; but Grandfather Nutter,\nappearing in the midst of the confusion (attracted by the howls of young", "\"My grandson, here, has talked so much about you,\" said the Captain,\npleasantly, \"that you seem quite like an old acquaintance to me.\"", "\"Under orders.\"\n\n\"Under the Captain's orders?\"\n\n\"Surely.\"\n\n\"In other words, my grandfather has sent you to fetch me back to\nRivermouth?\"", "\"Well, Thomas,\" said the old gentleman, an hour or so afterwards,\nbeaming upon me benevolently across the breakfast table, \"you didn't\nwait to be called this morning.\"", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "\"Must, Tom?\"\n\n\"Indeed you must, Nelly.\"\n\nShe had risen from the chair with an amused, perplexed look in her eyes.\nI held her an instant by the dress.", "Not wishing to be outdone in frankness, I disclosed to him that my name\nwas Tom Bailey, upon which he said he was very glad to hear it.", "a Pilgrim Father. This, of course, was Grandfather Nutter, at whose\nhouse I was born. My mother kissed him a great many times; and I was", "\"Sailor Ben,\" suggested that worthy.\n\n\"Mr. Sailor Ben,\" added the Captain, smiling. \"Tom, open the door,\nthere's Kitty with the glasses.\"", "\"Who on earth, Tom, has filled your brain with such silly stories?\"\nasked my father, wiping the tears from his eyes.\n\n\"Aunt Chloe, sir; she told me.\"", "At the time I came to Rivermouth my grandfather had retired from active\npursuits, and was living at ease on his money, invested principally", "After meeting, my grandfather and I take a walk. We visit appropriately\nenough--a neighboring graveyard. I am by this time in a condition of", "I guess it cut the old gentleman to the heart to be obliged to keep\nme out of my pocket-money. I know it did me. However, as I was passing", "loved, if ever a grandfather did. As the trigger of the gun had been\naccidentally twisted off, it was not, perhaps, the most dangerous weapon\nthat could be placed in the hands of youth. In this maimed condition", "A drive of twenty minutes from the station brought us to the door-step\nof Grandfather Nutter's house. What kind of house it was, and what sort\nof people lived in it, shall be told in another chapter." ], [ "existence of a boys' club, of course I was ready to die to join it. And\neventually I was allowed to join.", "of twelve of the Temple Grammar School boys. This was an honor to which\nI had long aspired, but, being a new boy, I was not admitted to the\nfraternity until my character had fully developed itself.", "concluded the ceremony. With a merry shout the boys threw off their\nmasks, and I was declared a regularly installed member of the R. M. C.", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "In one of the best books (1) ever written for boys are these words:", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "things, and a hundred other, feed the imagination and fill the brain of\nevery healthy boy with dreams of adventure. He learns to swim almost", "This was addressed to a handsome, frank-looking lad of about my own age,\nwho was engaged just then in cutting his initials on the bark of a tree\nnear the schoolhouse. Blake shut up his penknife and went off to get the\nbats.", "His popularity among the boys was immense. A jackknife in his expert\nhand was a whole chest of tools. He could whittle out anything from a", "fabric burst into flames, blazing and crackling beautifully. This was a\nsignal for the boys to join hands and dance around the burning barrels,\nwhich they did shouting like mad creatures. When the fire had burnt", "\"Hullo! Here's Tom Bailey!\" shouted Pepper Whitcomb. \"He'll join in!\"", "\"Sailor Ben,\" suggested that worthy.\n\n\"Mr. Sailor Ben,\" added the Captain, smiling. \"Tom, open the door,\nthere's Kitty with the glasses.\"", "Of course he would. The sting had gone out of my hands, and I was ripe\nfor anything--none the less ripe for not knowing what was on the tapis.\nAfter whispering together for a moment the boys motioned me to follow\nthem.", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "The event passed into a legend, and afterwards, when later instances of\npluck and endurance were spoken of, the boys would say, \"By golly! You\nought to have been at the fights on Slatter's Hill!\"", "In August we had two weeks' vacation. It was about this time that I\nbecame a member of the Rivermouth Centipedes, a secret society composed", "I afterwards had a good deal of sport out of the club, for these\ninitiations, as you may imagine, were sometimes very comical spectacles,", "\"Now, boys, what shall we do?\" I asked, addressing a thoughtful conclave\nof seven, assembled in our barn one dismal rainy afternoon.\n\n\"Let's have a theatre,\" suggested Binny Wallace.", "(1)\"Tom Brown's School Days at Rugby\"\n\n\n\n\n\nChapter Eleven--All About Gypsy", "Whenever a new scholar came to our school, I used to confront him at\nrecess with the following words: \"My name's Tom Bailey; what's your" ], [ "Running down to the water's edge, we hailed the boats with all\nour might. The call was heard, for the oars rested a moment in the\nrow-locks, and then pulled in towards the island.", "one boy bought his powder on Monday, the next boy on Tuesday, and so on\nuntil the requisite quantity was in our possession. This we put into a\nkeg and carefully hid in a dry spot on the wharf.", "\"I say, boys!\" I cried, hauling in my line hand over hand, \"I've got\nsomething!\"", "things, and a hundred other, feed the imagination and fill the brain of\nevery healthy boy with dreams of adventure. He learns to swim almost", "It was two boats from the town, in the foremost of which we could now\nmake out the figures of Captain Nutter and Binny Wallace's father. We\nshrunk back on seeing him.", "\"Threw it into the river!\" shrieked the smaller boys, with an\nimpetuosity that made Mr. Grimshaw smile in spite of himself. One", "Sure enough it was a vessel of considerable size, slowly beating up to\ntown. In a few moments more the other two masts were visible above the\ngreen hillocks.", "Leaving one man in charge of the boat, the mate and the rest of the\ncrew went off together. In the meanwhile Pepper Whitcomb had got out his", "without much inclination to take a row. The associations connected with\nthe boat were too painful as yet; but time, which wears the sharp edge\nfrom everything, softened this feeling, and one afternoon we brought out", "These guns (\"old sogers\" the boys called them) had their story, like\neverything else in Rivermouth. When that everlasting last war--the War of", "To own the whole or a portion of a row-boat is his earliest ambition.\nNo wonder that I, born to this life, and coming back to it with freshest", "\"Way enough!\" cried the steersman, and all the oars stood upright in\nthe air. The man in the bow seized the boat-hook, and, turning round\nquickly, showed me the honest face of Sailor Ben of the Typhoon.", "In one of the best books (1) ever written for boys are these words:", "By an oversight, the lemons had been left in the boat. Binny Wallace\nvolunteered to go for them.", "Not long after the purchase of the boat, we planned an excursion to\nSandpeep Island, the last of the islands in the harbor. We proposed to", "Binny Wallace had been absent five or six minutes, when we heard him\ncalling our several names in tones that indicated distress or surprise,\nwe could not tell which. Our first thought was, \"The boat has broken\nadrift!\"", "\"Now, boys, what shall we do?\" I asked, addressing a thoughtful conclave\nof seven, assembled in our barn one dismal rainy afternoon.\n\n\"Let's have a theatre,\" suggested Binny Wallace.", "Luckily for our undertaking, the stable stood at the top of a very steep\nhill. With three boys to push behind, and two in front to steer, we", "\"Bosh!\" muttered Phil Adams, sticking the boat-hook into the\nstring-piece of the wharf, and sending the Dolphin half a dozen yards\ntowards the current.", "\"Quite a time,\" continued my grandfather. \"Some boys broke into Ezra\nWingate's barn and carried off the old stagecoach. The young rascals! I\ndo believe they'd burn up the whole town if they had their way.\"" ], [ "year. With that letter came another to Captain Nutter, which he did not\nread aloud to the family, as usual. It was on business, he said, folding", "It was a drizzling, cheerless afternoon towards the end of summer that\na hack drew up at the door of the Nutter House. The Captain and Miss", "Of course my present line of business could not long escape the eye of\nCaptain Nutter. I don't know if the Captain suspected my attachment for", "But this defiant feeling entirely deserted me by the time we reached the\nNutter House. The Captain himself opened the door.", "Captain Nutter sprung upon the parapet in the pitch darkness, and\nshouted, \"Boat ahoyl\" A musket-shot immediately embedded itself in the", "Having introduced the reader to the Nutter House, a presentation to the\nNutter family naturally follows. The family consisted of my\ngrandfather; his sister, Miss Abigail Nutter; and Kitty Collins, the\nmaid-of-all-work.", "Captain Nutter was at home reading the Rivermouth Barnacle. He was\na reader to do an editor's heart good; he never skipped over an", "Captain Nutter. I never saw such an old sharp-eye as he was in those\ndays.", "\"A relation of yours, sir?\" I asked craftily.\n\n\"No relation of mine--a relation of Nelly's,\" said the Captain, smiling.", "Grandfather Nutter was a hale, cheery old gentleman, as straight and as\nbald as an arrow. He had been a sailor in early life; that is to say, at", "Nutter--as if a husband of her own had turned up!", "\"Why, of course I do,\" said Nelly, scattering her revery with a merry\nlaugh. \"I love Uncle Nutter, and Aunt Nutter, and you--and Towser.\"", "The old house became very lonely when the family got reduced to Captain\nNutter and Kitty; and when Kitty passed away, my grandfather divided his\ntime between Rivermouth and New York.", "him. After this, Captain Nutter gradually gave up smoking, which is an\nuntidy, injurious, disgraceful, and highly pleasant habit.", "In a life so tranquil and circumscribed as ours in the Nutter House, a\nvisitor was a novelty of no little importance. The whole household awoke", "It was two boats from the town, in the foremost of which we could now\nmake out the figures of Captain Nutter and Binny Wallace's father. We\nshrunk back on seeing him.", "Luckily poor Pepper was not seriously hurt; but Grandfather Nutter,\nappearing in the midst of the confusion (attracted by the howls of young", "\"Go to New Orleans? Go to Jericho!\" exclaimed Captain Nutter. \"You'd\nlook pretty, you two, philandering off, like the babes in the wood,", "respectability of his audience, consisting of Captain Nutter, Miss\nAbigail, myself, and Kitty, whose face shone with happiness like one of\nthe polished tin platters on the dresser.", "\"Why, Lord love ye, lad, my name's Benjamin Watson, of Nantucket. But\nI'm a true blue Typhooner,\" he added, which increased my respect for" ], [ "Discovering their mistake, they retraced their steps, and got down to\nthe wharf just as the last cannon belched forth its lightning.", "one boy bought his powder on Monday, the next boy on Tuesday, and so on\nuntil the requisite quantity was in our possession. This we put into a\nkeg and carefully hid in a dry spot on the wharf.", "These guns (\"old sogers\" the boys called them) had their story, like\neverything else in Rivermouth. When that everlasting last war--the War of", "The watch were determined fellows, and charged the boys valiantly,\ndriving them all into the fort, where we made common cause, fighting", "In fact, one morning, I thought that such was the case, for bang! went\nthe big cannon I had noticed in the bow of the ship when we came on", "The town was waking up. Windows were thrown open here and there and\npeople called to each other across the streets asking what that firing\nwas for.\n\n\"BOOM!\" went gun number four.", "Before long we had the gun in working order. A newspaper lashed to the\nend of a lath served as a swab to dust out the bore. Jack Harris blew\nthrough the touch-hole and pronounced all clear.", "The Admiral had a sailor's love for a joke, and entered at once and\nheartily into our scheme. He volunteered to prepare the fuses himself,", "fired with a slow-match. Boys who didn't happen to have pistols or\ncannon generally burnt their powder in this fashion.", "It was a custom observed from time immemorial for the towns-boys to have\na bonfire on the Square on the midnight before the Fourth. I didn't ask", "cheer went up from Fort Slatter. In an instant the air was thick with\nflying missiles, in the midst of which we dimly descried the storming", "It was a noisy, merry, bewildering scene as we came upon the ground. The\nincessant rattle of small arms, the booming of the twelve-pounder firing", "There we met many an afternoon to throw out our lines, or play\nleap-frog among the rusty cannon. They were famous fellows in our eyes.", "Directly after twilight set in Phil Adams stole down to the wharf and\nfixed the fuses to the guns, laying a train of powder from the principal", "excitement, crowded about the upper end of the wharf, not liking to\nadvance farther until they were satisfied that the explosions were\nover. A board was here and there blown from the fence, and through", "\"Threw it into the river!\" shrieked the smaller boys, with an\nimpetuosity that made Mr. Grimshaw smile in spite of himself. One", "fabric burst into flames, blazing and crackling beautifully. This was a\nsignal for the boys to join hands and dance around the burning barrels,\nwhich they did shouting like mad creatures. When the fire had burnt", "board, and which had suggested to me the idea of Pirates. Bang! went\nthe gun again in a few seconds. I made a feeble effort to get at my", "Running down to the water's edge, we hailed the boats with all\nour might. The call was heard, for the oars rested a moment in the\nrow-locks, and then pulled in towards the island.", "than his peers, threw himself upon the parapet, when he was seized by\ntwenty pairs of hands, and dragged inside the breastwork, where fifteen\nboys sat down on him to keep him quiet." ], [ "The fact is, my father's banking-house was not thriving. The\nunlooked-for failure of a firm largely indebted to him had crippled", "My grandfather was in some way involved in this failure, and lost, I\nfancy, a considerable sum of money; but he never talked much on the\nsubject. He was an unflinching believer in the spilt-milk proverb.", "Orleans, where my father invested his money so securely in the banking\nbusiness that he was never able to get any of it out again. But of this\nhereafter.", "Such a panic took place in New Orleans in the year 18--, and my father's\nbanking-house went to pieces in the crash.", "his debts ruins another man, who, in turn, ruins someone else, and\nso on, until failure after failure makes even the richest capitalists", "When this same thing happens, on a grander scale, in the mercantile\nworld, it produces what is called a panic. One man's inability to pay", "But there was one man, ridiculous beyond his generation, who got it into\nhis head that a fortune was to be made out of these same guns. To buy", "The suspension of the banking-house was bad enough, but there was an\nattending circumstance that gave us, at Rivermouth, a great deal more", "Nautilus Bank, watching the workers, among whom I recognized lots of my\nschoolmates. They looked like a legion of imps, coming and going in the", "get employment on shore. This he endeavored to do, but not with much\nsuccess. One morning as usual he kissed her good day, and set out in\nsearch of work.", "business which required my father's presence in Natchez, where he was\nestablishing a branch of the bankinghouse. When they had gone, a sense", "happens that industry does not avail, if a man lacks that something\nwhich, for want of a better name, we call Luck. My father was a person", "\"'Lookin' for a job?' sez he.\n\n\"'Through the big end of a telescope,' sez I--meanin' that the chances\nfor a job looked very small from my pint of view.", "I dropped Laura. In the course of the next twelve months I had perhaps\nthree or four similar experiences, and the conclusion was forced upon\nme that I was not a boy likely to distinguish myself in this branch of\nbusiness.", "\"Well,\" remarked Jack Harris, with a sickly smile, \"this is a go!\"\n\n\"No go, I should say,\" whimpered Harry Blake, glancing at the bare brick\nwalls and the heavy ironplated door.", "I guess it cut the old gentleman to the heart to be obliged to keep\nme out of my pocket-money. I know it did me. However, as I was passing", "He had been all over the world two or three times, and knew no end of\nstories. According to his own account, he must have been shipwrecked", "Of course my present line of business could not long escape the eye of\nCaptain Nutter. I don't know if the Captain suspected my attachment for", "it up in his wallet. He received several of these business letters from\ntime to time, and I noticed that they always made him silent and moody.", "this. The Captain, too, could ill afford to bear the expense, for his\nlosses by the failure of the New Orleans business had been heavy. Yet he" ], [ "The decision once made, it was Uncle Snow's wish that I should enter\nhis counting-house immediately. The cause of my good uncle's haste was", "In the midst of our discussions a letter came from my Uncle Snow,\na merchant in New York, generously offering me a place in his", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "\"Well, Thomas,\" said the old gentleman, an hour or so afterwards,\nbeaming upon me benevolently across the breakfast table, \"you didn't\nwait to be called this morning.\"", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "profession. If I accepted my uncle's offer, I might hope to work my\nway to independence without loss of time. It was hard to give up the", "\"Must, Tom?\"\n\n\"Indeed you must, Nelly.\"\n\nShe had risen from the chair with an amused, perplexed look in her eyes.\nI held her an instant by the dress.", "\"Let's have some more!\" cried Charley Marden, with the air of Aladdin\nordering up a fresh hogshead of pearls and rubies. \"Tom Bailey, tell\nPettingil to send in another round.\"", "\"This is your last chance to see the city, To see the city, Tom,\" said\nmy father, as we swept round a bend of the river.", "Perhaps the effort it cost me was evident in my voice. She raised\nherself quickly in the chair and half turned towards me.\n\n\"Well, Tom?\"", "\"Sailor Ben,\" suggested that worthy.\n\n\"Mr. Sailor Ben,\" added the Captain, smiling. \"Tom, open the door,\nthere's Kitty with the glasses.\"", "\"'Lookin' for a job?' sez he.\n\n\"'Through the big end of a telescope,' sez I--meanin' that the chances\nfor a job looked very small from my pint of view.", "\"Guess you'll have a squally time of it,\" said Charley, casting off\nthe painter. \"I'll drop in at old Newbury's\" (Newbury was the parish\nundertaker) \"and leave word, as I go along!\"", "to remain long in Boston. As I leaned over the rail in this mood, a\nmeasly-looking little boy with no shoes said that if I would come down", "\"Goodness gracious, Tom!\" exclaimed Miss Abigail. \"Are you possessed?\"\n\nI left her scraping the warm spermaceti from one of her thumbs.", "\"Why, of course I do,\" said Nelly, scattering her revery with a merry\nlaugh. \"I love Uncle Nutter, and Aunt Nutter, and you--and Towser.\"", "After a brief consultation, my grandfather patted me on the head and\nleft me in charge of this gentleman, who seated himself in front of", "This was addressed to a handsome, frank-looking lad of about my own age,\nwho was engaged just then in cutting his initials on the bark of a tree\nnear the schoolhouse. Blake shut up his penknife and went off to get the\nbats.", "get employment on shore. This he endeavored to do, but not with much\nsuccess. One morning as usual he kissed her good day, and set out in\nsearch of work." ], [ "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "Not wishing to be outdone in frankness, I disclosed to him that my name\nwas Tom Bailey, upon which he said he was very glad to hear it.", "Whenever a new scholar came to our school, I used to confront him at\nrecess with the following words: \"My name's Tom Bailey; what's your", "\"Hullo! Here's Tom Bailey!\" shouted Pepper Whitcomb. \"He'll join in!\"", "\"Look here, Conway!\" cried a clear voice from the other side of the\nplayground. \"You let young Bailey alone. He's a stranger here, and might", "\"Look here, Tom Bailey!\" said Pepper, shying a piece of clam-shell\nindignantly at the file jacet on a neighboring gravestone. \"You are just", "your fellow-creatures. He didn't carve many, and those he refused to\nsell, choosing to present them to his young friends, of whom Tom Bailey,\nyou may be sure, was one.", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "As the reader is already familiar with the leading points in the case of\nBailey versus Conway, I shall not report the trial further than to say", "\"If you please, sir,\" said Binny Wallace, holding up his hand for\npermission to speak, \"Bailey didn't fight on his own account; he fought", "I was born at Rivermouth, but, before I had a chance to become very well\nacquainted with that pretty New England town, my parents removed to New", "\"I tell you what, Bailey,\" said that young gentleman, \"Laura is an old\nveteran, and carries too many guns for a youngster. She can't resist a", "THE STORY OF A BAD BOY\n\n\nby Thomas Bailey Aldrich\n\n\n\n\nChapter One--In Which I Introduce Myself", "yard, whirling my strap of books in the air like a sling, he called out\nlustily, \"Lay low, Conway! Here's young Bailey!\"", "It was that sweet old lady, Dame Jocelyn, who told me the story of Silas\nTrefethen; for these things happened long before my day. Silas died in\n1817.", "\"I tell you what it is, Bailey,\" he said, returning my pressure\ngood-naturedly, \"you'll have to fight Conway before the quarter ends,", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "\"Let's have some more!\" cried Charley Marden, with the air of Aladdin\nordering up a fresh hogshead of pearls and rubies. \"Tom Bailey, tell\nPettingil to send in another round.\"", "\"Goodness gracious, Tom!\" exclaimed Miss Abigail. \"Are you possessed?\"\n\nI left her scraping the warm spermaceti from one of her thumbs." ], [ "Not wishing to be outdone in frankness, I disclosed to him that my name\nwas Tom Bailey, upon which he said he was very glad to hear it.", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "Whenever a new scholar came to our school, I used to confront him at\nrecess with the following words: \"My name's Tom Bailey; what's your", "\"Look here, Conway!\" cried a clear voice from the other side of the\nplayground. \"You let young Bailey alone. He's a stranger here, and might", "\"Look here, Tom Bailey!\" said Pepper, shying a piece of clam-shell\nindignantly at the file jacet on a neighboring gravestone. \"You are just", "\"Hullo! Here's Tom Bailey!\" shouted Pepper Whitcomb. \"He'll join in!\"", "The old house became very lonely when the family got reduced to Captain\nNutter and Kitty; and when Kitty passed away, my grandfather divided his\ntime between Rivermouth and New York.", "your fellow-creatures. He didn't carve many, and those he refused to\nsell, choosing to present them to his young friends, of whom Tom Bailey,\nyou may be sure, was one.", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "As the reader is already familiar with the leading points in the case of\nBailey versus Conway, I shall not report the trial further than to say", "\"I tell you what, Bailey,\" said that young gentleman, \"Laura is an old\nveteran, and carries too many guns for a youngster. She can't resist a", "doubtful. She got a place as a servant. The family she lived with\nshortly moved to Boston, and she accompanied them; then they went\nabroad, but Kitty would not leave America. Somehow she drifted to", "to remain long in Boston. As I leaned over the rail in this mood, a\nmeasly-looking little boy with no shoes said that if I would come down", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "The destruction of Bailey's Battery was not, unfortunately, the only\ncatastrophe. A fragment of one of the cannon had earned away the chimney", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "yard, whirling my strap of books in the air like a sling, he called out\nlustily, \"Lay low, Conway! Here's young Bailey!\"", "\"Goodness gracious, Tom!\" exclaimed Miss Abigail. \"Are you possessed?\"\n\nI left her scraping the warm spermaceti from one of her thumbs.", "\"I tell you what it is, Bailey,\" he said, returning my pressure\ngood-naturedly, \"you'll have to fight Conway before the quarter ends,", "tidings. My father's business, in consequence of the flight of the other\npartners, would keep him in the city beyond the period he had mentioned.\nThe family had moved to Pass Christian, a favorite watering-place on" ], [ "Not wishing to be outdone in frankness, I disclosed to him that my name\nwas Tom Bailey, upon which he said he was very glad to hear it.", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "With this delightful picture of Northern civilization in my eye, the\nreader will easily understand my terror at the bare thought of being\ntransported to Rivermouth to school, and possibly will forgive me for", "\"Look here, Conway!\" cried a clear voice from the other side of the\nplayground. \"You let young Bailey alone. He's a stranger here, and might", "\"If you please, sir,\" said Binny Wallace, holding up his hand for\npermission to speak, \"Bailey didn't fight on his own account; he fought", "\"Look here, Tom Bailey!\" said Pepper, shying a piece of clam-shell\nindignantly at the file jacet on a neighboring gravestone. \"You are just", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "Whenever a new scholar came to our school, I used to confront him at\nrecess with the following words: \"My name's Tom Bailey; what's your", "your fellow-creatures. He didn't carve many, and those he refused to\nsell, choosing to present them to his young friends, of whom Tom Bailey,\nyou may be sure, was one.", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "at the North, but hoped nobody would find it out. I looked upon the\nmisfortune as something so shrouded by time and distance that maybe", "As the reader is already familiar with the leading points in the case of\nBailey versus Conway, I shall not report the trial further than to say", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "\"I tell you what it is, Bailey,\" he said, returning my pressure\ngood-naturedly, \"you'll have to fight Conway before the quarter ends,", "Of course, so great a breach of discipline was not to be passed over by\nMr. Grimshaw. He had, as we suspected, witnessed the closing scene", "It was too late to return to Rivermouth that night--a fact which I\ncommunicated to the old boy sullenly, inquiring at the same time what he\nproposed to do about it.", "\"Hullo! Here's Tom Bailey!\" shouted Pepper Whitcomb. \"He'll join in!\"", "\"I tell you what, Bailey,\" said that young gentleman, \"Laura is an old\nveteran, and carries too many guns for a youngster. She can't resist a", "several years later, when my father proposed to take me North to be\neducated, I had my own peculiar views on the subject. I instantly kicked\nover the little Negro boy who happened to be standing by me at the", "recitations. I now request Bailey and Conway to shake hands in the\npresence of the school, and acknowledge their regret at what has\noccurred.\"" ], [ "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "at the North, but hoped nobody would find it out. I looked upon the\nmisfortune as something so shrouded by time and distance that maybe", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "With this delightful picture of Northern civilization in my eye, the\nreader will easily understand my terror at the bare thought of being\ntransported to Rivermouth to school, and possibly will forgive me for", "\"Must, Tom?\"\n\n\"Indeed you must, Nelly.\"\n\nShe had risen from the chair with an amused, perplexed look in her eyes.\nI held her an instant by the dress.", "Of a comparatively large fortune nothing remained after paying his debts\nexcepting a few thousand dollars, with which he proposed to return North", "Having introduced the reader to the Nutter House, a presentation to the\nNutter family naturally follows. The family consisted of my\ngrandfather; his sister, Miss Abigail Nutter; and Kitty Collins, the\nmaid-of-all-work.", "The old house became very lonely when the family got reduced to Captain\nNutter and Kitty; and when Kitty passed away, my grandfather divided his\ntime between Rivermouth and New York.", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "He passes his winters in New York and his summers in the Nutter House,\nwhich threatens to prove a hard nut for the destructive gentleman with", "\"Goodness gracious, Tom!\" exclaimed Miss Abigail. \"Are you possessed?\"\n\nI left her scraping the warm spermaceti from one of her thumbs.", "\"I live here, sir, if you please,\" I replied, \"and am going to the\nbonfire. I didn't want to wake up the old folks, that's all.\"", "run away, and by some mysterious agency got into Canada, from which\nplace he had sent back several indecorous messages to his late owner.\nAunt Chloe was still in New Orleans, employed as nurse in one of the", "to remain long in Boston. As I leaned over the rail in this mood, a\nmeasly-looking little boy with no shoes said that if I would come down", "Perhaps the effort it cost me was evident in my voice. She raised\nherself quickly in the chair and half turned towards me.\n\n\"Well, Tom?\"", "doubtful. She got a place as a servant. The family she lived with\nshortly moved to Boston, and she accompanied them; then they went\nabroad, but Kitty would not leave America. Somehow she drifted to", "This tree, as I remark, is still standing, and a more beautiful tree\nto tumble out of never grew anywhere. In the northwestern corner of the\ngarden were the stables and carriage-house opening upon a narrow lane.", "A boy's life in a secluded New England town in winter does not afford\nmany points for illustration. Of course he gets his ears or toes", "I was born at Rivermouth, but, before I had a chance to become very well\nacquainted with that pretty New England town, my parents removed to New" ], [ "existence of a boys' club, of course I was ready to die to join it. And\neventually I was allowed to join.", "of twelve of the Temple Grammar School boys. This was an honor to which\nI had long aspired, but, being a new boy, I was not admitted to the\nfraternity until my character had fully developed itself.", "concluded the ceremony. With a merry shout the boys threw off their\nmasks, and I was declared a regularly installed member of the R. M. C.", "It was a very select society, the object of which I never fathomed,\nthough I was an active member of the body during the remainder of my", "In one of the best books (1) ever written for boys are these words:", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "I afterwards had a good deal of sport out of the club, for these\ninitiations, as you may imagine, were sometimes very comical spectacles,", "Of course he would. The sting had gone out of my hands, and I was ripe\nfor anything--none the less ripe for not knowing what was on the tapis.\nAfter whispering together for a moment the boys motioned me to follow\nthem.", "His popularity among the boys was immense. A jackknife in his expert\nhand was a whole chest of tools. He could whittle out anything from a", "suddenly come upon her eldest boy. I may say that her eldest boy was\nnot playing a prominent part in this life when I first made her\nacquaintance.", "between just wide enough to prevent the boys' whispering. A blackboard\nset into the wall extended clear across the end of the room; on a raised\nplatform near the door stood the master's table; and directly in front", "Daily contact with boys who had not been brought up as gently as I\nworked an immediate, and, in some respects, a beneficial change in my", "The man cocked his eye at me in the most amiable manner, and released\nhis hold.\n\n\"Boys is boys,\" he muttered. He didn't attempt to stop me as I slipped\nthrough the gate.", "The event passed into a legend, and afterwards, when later instances of\npluck and endurance were spoken of, the boys would say, \"By golly! You\nought to have been at the fights on Slatter's Hill!\"", "In August we had two weeks' vacation. It was about this time that I\nbecame a member of the Rivermouth Centipedes, a secret society composed", "The initiation ceremony took place in Fred Langdon's barn, where I was\nsubmitted to a series of trials not calculated to soothe the nerves of a", "One morning, about a week after my admission into the secret order, the\nquiet citizens awoke to find that the signboards of all the principal", "So the days glided on, with fewer clouds and more sunshine than fall to\nthe lot of most boys. Conway was certainly a cloud. Within school-bounds", "fabric burst into flames, blazing and crackling beautifully. This was a\nsignal for the boys to join hands and dance around the burning barrels,\nwhich they did shouting like mad creatures. When the fire had burnt", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"" ], [ "At recess the next noon the Centipedes met in a corner of the\nschool-yard to talk over the proposed lark. The original projectors,", "among the Centipedes. Suspicion rested for a while on several persons--on\nthe soldiers at the fort; on a crazy fellow, known about town as", "I have said that the society had no special object. It is true, there\nwas a tacit understanding among us that the Centipedes were to stand by", "Wednesday, as I have mentioned, was a half-holiday, and the Centipedes\nassembled in my barn to decide on the final arrangements. These were", "There was one person, however, who cherished a strong suspicion that the\nCentipedes had had a hand in the business; and that person was Conway.", "his tongue, whereupon the First Centipede would say, in a low tone,\nas if not intended for the ear of the victim, \"Diabolus, fetch me the", "I did not feel so sure about that; but, having made up my mind to be a\nCentipede, a Centipede I was bound to be. Other boys had passed through\nthe ordeal and lived, why should not I?", "residence at Rivermouth, and at one time held the onerous position of F.\nC., First Centipede. Each of the elect wore a copper cent (some occult", "Several of the Centipedes hadn't a cent, excepting the one strung around\ntheir necks; others, however, were richer. I chanced to have a dollar,", "When he was called upon to make good his assertion, he was considerably\nmore terrified than the Centipedes, though they were ready to sink into\ntheir shoes.", "especially when the aspirant for centipedal honors happened to be of a\ntimid disposition. If he showed the slightest terror, he was certain", "old boy,\" (that was a soothing stroke of flattery to call me \"old boy,\")\n\"but it was my duty as a friend and a Centipede to let you know who you\nwere dealing with.\"", "An account of my young lady's various pranks would fill a thick\nvolume. A favorite trick of hers, on being requested to \"walk like Miss", "single letter a month, and then to none at all. But while he remained\nat the Temple Grammar School he kept me advised of the current gossip of\nthe town and the doings of the Centipedes.", "individuals. To mystify the staid and slow-going Rivermouthians was our\nfrequent pleasure. Several of our pranks won us such a reputation among", "association being established between a cent apiece and a centipedes\nsuspended by a string round his neck). The medals were worn next the\nskin, and it was while bathing one day at Grave Point, with Jack Harris", "Centipedes advanced me the balance, receiving my silver pencil-case as\nample security. It was a proud moment when I stood on the wharf with my", "In August we had two weeks' vacation. It was about this time that I\nbecame a member of the Rivermouth Centipedes, a secret society composed", "of a pasteboard chateau, and crawling over my face when I lay asleep. I\nused to keep the pink-eyed little beggars in my bedroom, greatly to the", "from the treasurer of the Centipedes, and felt that I was getting on in\nthe world." ], [ "A boy's life in a secluded New England town in winter does not afford\nmany points for illustration. Of course he gets his ears or toes", "to children) whom they caught lingering in the outskirts after\nnightfall; that the white men were either hunters or schoolmasters, and\nthat it was winter pretty much all the year round. The prevailing style", "In one of the best books (1) ever written for boys are these words:", "So the winter set in cold and glittering. Everything out-of-doors was\nsheathed in silver mail. To quote from Charley Marden, it was \"cold", "Luckily for our undertaking, the stable stood at the top of a very steep\nhill. With three boys to push behind, and two in front to steer, we", "\"Now, boys, what shall we do?\" I asked, addressing a thoughtful conclave\nof seven, assembled in our barn one dismal rainy afternoon.\n\n\"Let's have a theatre,\" suggested Binny Wallace.", "things, and a hundred other, feed the imagination and fill the brain of\nevery healthy boy with dreams of adventure. He learns to swim almost", "days; but summer itself was not more jolly than winter at Rivermouth.\nSnow-balling at school, skating on the Mill Pond, coasting by moonlight,", "The summer was at an end. The days were perceptibly shorter, and now and\nthen came an evening when it was chilly enough to have a wood-fire in", "I am confident that any reader who has ever had pets, birds or animals,\nwill forgive me for this brief digression.\n\n\n\n\nChapter Twelve--Winter at Rivermouth", "As the winter wore on, the war-spirit waxed fiercer and fiercer. At\nlength the provision against using heavy substances in the snow-balls", "So the days glided on, with fewer clouds and more sunshine than fall to\nthe lot of most boys. Conway was certainly a cloud. Within school-bounds", "fabric burst into flames, blazing and crackling beautifully. This was a\nsignal for the boys to join hands and dance around the burning barrels,\nwhich they did shouting like mad creatures. When the fire had burnt", "\"Quite a time,\" continued my grandfather. \"Some boys broke into Ezra\nWingate's barn and carried off the old stagecoach. The young rascals! I\ndo believe they'd burn up the whole town if they had their way.\"", "His popularity among the boys was immense. A jackknife in his expert\nhand was a whole chest of tools. He could whittle out anything from a", "frost-bitten; of course he smashes his sled against another boy's; of\ncourse be bangs his bead on the ice; and he's a lad of no enterprise", "Two months had elapsed since my arrival at Rivermouth, when the approach\nof an important celebration produced the greatest excitement among the\njuvenile population of the town.", "especially when the ragged ledges were a-glitter with ice. You see what\na spot it was for a snow-fort.", "a wherry to his worldly goods, and in the fishing season made a very\nhandsome income. During the winter he employed himself manufacturing\ncrab-nets, for which he found no lack of customers.", "though I did not openly avow the fact to the boys. By persistently\nstanding on my head, raising heavy weights, and going hand over hand up\na ladder, I developed my muscle until my little body was as tough as a" ], [ "one boy bought his powder on Monday, the next boy on Tuesday, and so on\nuntil the requisite quantity was in our possession. This we put into a\nkeg and carefully hid in a dry spot on the wharf.", "Luckily for our undertaking, the stable stood at the top of a very steep\nhill. With three boys to push behind, and two in front to steer, we", "So he went on buying and buying, oftentimes paying double the original\nprice of the article. People in the neighboring towns collected all\nthe worthless ordnance they could find, and sent it by the cart-load to\nRivermouth.", "things, and a hundred other, feed the imagination and fill the brain of\nevery healthy boy with dreams of adventure. He learns to swim almost", "\"Now, boys, what shall we do?\" I asked, addressing a thoughtful conclave\nof seven, assembled in our barn one dismal rainy afternoon.\n\n\"Let's have a theatre,\" suggested Binny Wallace.", "The watch were determined fellows, and charged the boys valiantly,\ndriving them all into the fort, where we made common cause, fighting", "The money thus raised, added to that already in the treasury, amounted\nto nine dollars--a fortune in those days; but not more than we had use", "\"Threw it into the river!\" shrieked the smaller boys, with an\nimpetuosity that made Mr. Grimshaw smile in spite of himself. One", "Of course he would. The sting had gone out of my hands, and I was ripe\nfor anything--none the less ripe for not knowing what was on the tapis.\nAfter whispering together for a moment the boys motioned me to follow\nthem.", "These guns (\"old sogers\" the boys called them) had their story, like\neverything else in Rivermouth. When that everlasting last war--the War of", "His popularity among the boys was immense. A jackknife in his expert\nhand was a whole chest of tools. He could whittle out anything from a", "In one of the best books (1) ever written for boys are these words:", "\"I say, boys!\" I cried, hauling in my line hand over hand, \"I've got\nsomething!\"", "though they would have liked to keep the thing secret, were obliged\nto make a club matter of it, inasmuch as funds were required for\nammunition. There had been no recent drain on the treasury, and the", "\"Are you hurt?\" cried the boys, in one breath.\n\n\"N--no,\" I replied, dubiously, for the concussion had bewildered me a\nlittle.", "\"Now, boys, everybody for himself!\"\n\n\n\n\nChapter Eight--The Adventures of a Fourth", "Before we were half ready, our combustible material was expended, and a\ndisheartening kind of darkness settled down upon us. The boys collected", "At recess the next noon the Centipedes met in a corner of the\nschool-yard to talk over the proposed lark. The original projectors,", "\"Quite a time,\" continued my grandfather. \"Some boys broke into Ezra\nWingate's barn and carried off the old stagecoach. The young rascals! I\ndo believe they'd burn up the whole town if they had their way.\"", "fabric burst into flames, blazing and crackling beautifully. This was a\nsignal for the boys to join hands and dance around the burning barrels,\nwhich they did shouting like mad creatures. When the fire had burnt" ], [ "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "Not wishing to be outdone in frankness, I disclosed to him that my name\nwas Tom Bailey, upon which he said he was very glad to hear it.", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "your fellow-creatures. He didn't carve many, and those he refused to\nsell, choosing to present them to his young friends, of whom Tom Bailey,\nyou may be sure, was one.", "This was addressed to a handsome, frank-looking lad of about my own age,\nwho was engaged just then in cutting his initials on the bark of a tree\nnear the schoolhouse. Blake shut up his penknife and went off to get the\nbats.", "After breakfast she went out with me to the stable to see Gypsy, and the\nthree of us became friends then and there. Nelly was the only girl that\nGypsy ever took the slightest notice of.", "\"Sailor Ben,\" suggested that worthy.\n\n\"Mr. Sailor Ben,\" added the Captain, smiling. \"Tom, open the door,\nthere's Kitty with the glasses.\"", "\"Must, Tom?\"\n\n\"Indeed you must, Nelly.\"\n\nShe had risen from the chair with an amused, perplexed look in her eyes.\nI held her an instant by the dress.", "The monkey was a perpetual marvel to Gypsy. They became bosom-friends\nin an incredibly brief period, and were never easy out of each other's", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "My first day at the Temple Grammar School was on the whole satisfactory.\nI had made several warm friends and only two permanent enemies--Conway\nand his echo, Seth Rodgers; for these two always went together like a\nderanged stomach and a headache.", "Whenever a new scholar came to our school, I used to confront him at\nrecess with the following words: \"My name's Tom Bailey; what's your", "Having possessed myself of these details, I scrutinized my new\nacquaintances with unconcealed curiosity, instinctively selecting my\nfriends and picking out my enemies--and in only two cases did I mistake\nmy man.", "\"Well, Thomas,\" said the old gentleman, an hour or so afterwards,\nbeaming upon me benevolently across the breakfast table, \"you didn't\nwait to be called this morning.\"", "On my left was a chubby little fellow with a great many freckles (this\nwas Pepper Whitcomb), who made some mysterious motions to me. I didn't", "During the game which ensued I made the acquaintance of Charley Marden,\nBinny Wallace, Pepper Whitcomb, Harry Blake, and Fred Langdon. These", "\"Keep your back to the gate, Tom,\" whispered Phil in my car, \"and you'll\nhave the sun in his eyes.\"", "It soon became a custom among my playmates to make our barn their\nrendezvous. Gypsy proved a strong attraction. Captain Nutter bought me a", "I gave my hand to the boy who had befriended me--his name was Jack\nHarris--and thanked him for his good-will." ], [ "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "Not wishing to be outdone in frankness, I disclosed to him that my name\nwas Tom Bailey, upon which he said he was very glad to hear it.", "Whenever a new scholar came to our school, I used to confront him at\nrecess with the following words: \"My name's Tom Bailey; what's your", "\"Hullo! Here's Tom Bailey!\" shouted Pepper Whitcomb. \"He'll join in!\"", "\"Look here, Conway!\" cried a clear voice from the other side of the\nplayground. \"You let young Bailey alone. He's a stranger here, and might", "your fellow-creatures. He didn't carve many, and those he refused to\nsell, choosing to present them to his young friends, of whom Tom Bailey,\nyou may be sure, was one.", "\"Look here, Tom Bailey!\" said Pepper, shying a piece of clam-shell\nindignantly at the file jacet on a neighboring gravestone. \"You are just", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "\"If you please, sir,\" said Binny Wallace, holding up his hand for\npermission to speak, \"Bailey didn't fight on his own account; he fought", "As the reader is already familiar with the leading points in the case of\nBailey versus Conway, I shall not report the trial further than to say", "I was born at Rivermouth, but, before I had a chance to become very well\nacquainted with that pretty New England town, my parents removed to New", "\"I tell you what, Bailey,\" said that young gentleman, \"Laura is an old\nveteran, and carries too many guns for a youngster. She can't resist a", "THE STORY OF A BAD BOY\n\n\nby Thomas Bailey Aldrich\n\n\n\n\nChapter One--In Which I Introduce Myself", "It was that sweet old lady, Dame Jocelyn, who told me the story of Silas\nTrefethen; for these things happened long before my day. Silas died in\n1817.", "yard, whirling my strap of books in the air like a sling, he called out\nlustily, \"Lay low, Conway! Here's young Bailey!\"", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "\"I tell you what it is, Bailey,\" he said, returning my pressure\ngood-naturedly, \"you'll have to fight Conway before the quarter ends,", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "\"Goodness gracious, Tom!\" exclaimed Miss Abigail. \"Are you possessed?\"\n\nI left her scraping the warm spermaceti from one of her thumbs.", "\"Let's have some more!\" cried Charley Marden, with the air of Aladdin\nordering up a fresh hogshead of pearls and rubies. \"Tom Bailey, tell\nPettingil to send in another round.\"" ], [ "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "Not wishing to be outdone in frankness, I disclosed to him that my name\nwas Tom Bailey, upon which he said he was very glad to hear it.", "Whenever a new scholar came to our school, I used to confront him at\nrecess with the following words: \"My name's Tom Bailey; what's your", "new Orleans, was killed accidentally on the Fourth of July, 18-- in the\n2nd year of his Age.\" Binny Wallace, arriving on the spot just after", "My father had died at New Orleans during one of his weekly visits to\nthe city. The letter bearing these tidings had reached Rivermouth the\nevening of my flight--had passed me on the road by the down train.", "many times in New Orleans, and was wise in matters pertaining to the\ndrama. So here, in due time, was set up some extraordinary scenery of my", "\"Look here, Conway!\" cried a clear voice from the other side of the\nplayground. \"You let young Bailey alone. He's a stranger here, and might", "Lake Pontchartrain, near New Orleans, where he was able to spend part of\neach week. So the return North was postponed indefinitely.", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "and embark in some less hazardous enterprise. In the meantime it was\nnecessary for him to stay in New Orleans to wind up the business.", "your fellow-creatures. He didn't carve many, and those he refused to\nsell, choosing to present them to his young friends, of whom Tom Bailey,\nyou may be sure, was one.", "\"I tell you what, Bailey,\" said that young gentleman, \"Laura is an old\nveteran, and carries too many guns for a youngster. She can't resist a", "I was born at Rivermouth, but, before I had a chance to become very well\nacquainted with that pretty New England town, my parents removed to New", "\"What!\" I cried, enjoying his perplexity. \"Have you forgotten the\nvoyage from New Orleans in the Typhoon, two years ago, you lovely old\npicture-book?\"", "\"The summer vacation,\" said Pepper, \"lasts six weeks; that will give you\na fortnight to spend in New Orleans, allowing two weeks each way for the\njourney.\"", "to remain long in Boston. As I leaned over the rail in this mood, a\nmeasly-looking little boy with no shoes said that if I would come down", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "It was more than two years since I had seen my parents. I felt that I\ncould not bear a longer separation. Every letter from New Orleans--we", "discovered that the world was not created exclusively on my account.\nIn New Orleans I labored under the delusion that it was. Having neither\nbrother nor sister to give up to at home, and being, moreover, the", "I had fired the pistol once, secretly, in New Orleans, and, remembering\nthe noise it gave birth to on that occasion, I shut both eyes tight as" ], [ "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "several years later, when my father proposed to take me North to be\neducated, I had my own peculiar views on the subject. I instantly kicked\nover the little Negro boy who happened to be standing by me at the", "With this delightful picture of Northern civilization in my eye, the\nreader will easily understand my terror at the bare thought of being\ntransported to Rivermouth to school, and possibly will forgive me for", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "at the North, but hoped nobody would find it out. I looked upon the\nmisfortune as something so shrouded by time and distance that maybe", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "business which required my father's presence in Natchez, where he was\nestablishing a branch of the bankinghouse. When they had gone, a sense", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "year. With that letter came another to Captain Nutter, which he did not\nread aloud to the family, as usual. It was on business, he said, folding", "run away, and by some mysterious agency got into Canada, from which\nplace he had sent back several indecorous messages to his late owner.\nAunt Chloe was still in New Orleans, employed as nurse in one of the", "\"This is your last chance to see the city, To see the city, Tom,\" said\nmy father, as we swept round a bend of the river.", "\"Must, Tom?\"\n\n\"Indeed you must, Nelly.\"\n\nShe had risen from the chair with an amused, perplexed look in her eyes.\nI held her an instant by the dress.", "I guess it cut the old gentleman to the heart to be obliged to keep\nme out of my pocket-money. I know it did me. However, as I was passing", "\"Well, Thomas,\" said the old gentleman, an hour or so afterwards,\nbeaming upon me benevolently across the breakfast table, \"you didn't\nwait to be called this morning.\"", "My father had died at New Orleans during one of his weekly visits to\nthe city. The letter bearing these tidings had reached Rivermouth the\nevening of my flight--had passed me on the road by the down train.", "(1)\"Tom Brown's School Days at Rugby\"\n\n\n\n\n\nChapter Eleven--All About Gypsy", "My father devoted that evening and several subsequent evenings to giving\nme a clear and succinct account of New England; its early struggles, its\nprogress, and its present condition--faint and confused glimmerings", "by his master from my father's service ten months previously, and put on\na sugar-plantation near Baton Rouge. Not relishing the change, Sam had", "Everything was changed with us now. There were consultations with\nlawyers, and signing of papers, and correspondence; for my father's", "\"Who on earth, Tom, has filled your brain with such silly stories?\"\nasked my father, wiping the tears from his eyes.\n\n\"Aunt Chloe, sir; she told me.\"" ], [ "year. With that letter came another to Captain Nutter, which he did not\nread aloud to the family, as usual. It was on business, he said, folding", "Having introduced the reader to the Nutter House, a presentation to the\nNutter family naturally follows. The family consisted of my\ngrandfather; his sister, Miss Abigail Nutter; and Kitty Collins, the\nmaid-of-all-work.", "Captain Nutter was at home reading the Rivermouth Barnacle. He was\na reader to do an editor's heart good; he never skipped over an", "It was a drizzling, cheerless afternoon towards the end of summer that\na hack drew up at the door of the Nutter House. The Captain and Miss", "Captain Nutter. I never saw such an old sharp-eye as he was in those\ndays.", "The old house became very lonely when the family got reduced to Captain\nNutter and Kitty; and when Kitty passed away, my grandfather divided his\ntime between Rivermouth and New York.", "But this defiant feeling entirely deserted me by the time we reached the\nNutter House. The Captain himself opened the door.", "It was two boats from the town, in the foremost of which we could now\nmake out the figures of Captain Nutter and Binny Wallace's father. We\nshrunk back on seeing him.", "Of course my present line of business could not long escape the eye of\nCaptain Nutter. I don't know if the Captain suspected my attachment for", "Captain Nutter sprung upon the parapet in the pitch darkness, and\nshouted, \"Boat ahoyl\" A musket-shot immediately embedded itself in the", "In a life so tranquil and circumscribed as ours in the Nutter House, a\nvisitor was a novelty of no little importance. The whole household awoke", "\"Why, of course I do,\" said Nelly, scattering her revery with a merry\nlaugh. \"I love Uncle Nutter, and Aunt Nutter, and you--and Towser.\"", "A drive of twenty minutes from the station brought us to the door-step\nof Grandfather Nutter's house. What kind of house it was, and what sort\nof people lived in it, shall be told in another chapter.", "Grandfather Nutter was a hale, cheery old gentleman, as straight and as\nbald as an arrow. He had been a sailor in early life; that is to say, at", "respectability of his audience, consisting of Captain Nutter, Miss\nAbigail, myself, and Kitty, whose face shone with happiness like one of\nthe polished tin platters on the dresser.", "It soon became a custom among my playmates to make our barn their\nrendezvous. Gypsy proved a strong attraction. Captain Nutter bought me a", "Luckily poor Pepper was not seriously hurt; but Grandfather Nutter,\nappearing in the midst of the confusion (attracted by the howls of young", "him. After this, Captain Nutter gradually gave up smoking, which is an\nuntidy, injurious, disgraceful, and highly pleasant habit.", "The excitement over, I was in a forlorn state, physically and mentally.\nCaptain Nutter put me to bed between hot blankets, and sent Kitty", "She hustled me unceremoniously into the presence of my grandfather in\nthe sitting-room. Captain Nutter, as the recognized professional warrior" ], [ "of twelve of the Temple Grammar School boys. This was an honor to which\nI had long aspired, but, being a new boy, I was not admitted to the\nfraternity until my character had fully developed itself.", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "concluded the ceremony. With a merry shout the boys threw off their\nmasks, and I was declared a regularly installed member of the R. M. C.", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "This was addressed to a handsome, frank-looking lad of about my own age,\nwho was engaged just then in cutting his initials on the bark of a tree\nnear the schoolhouse. Blake shut up his penknife and went off to get the\nbats.", "This is the story of a bad boy. Well, not such a very bad, but a pretty\nbad boy; and I ought to know, for I am, or rather I was, that boy\nmyself.", "existence of a boys' club, of course I was ready to die to join it. And\neventually I was allowed to join.", "A sallow boy with bright red hair, sitting in the fourth row, shook\nhis fist at me furtively several times during the morning. I had a\npresentiment I should have trouble with that boy some day--a presentiment\nsubsequently realized.", "His popularity among the boys was immense. A jackknife in his expert\nhand was a whole chest of tools. He could whittle out anything from a", "In one of the best books (1) ever written for boys are these words:", "On my left was a chubby little fellow with a great many freckles (this\nwas Pepper Whitcomb), who made some mysterious motions to me. I didn't", "So the days glided on, with fewer clouds and more sunshine than fall to\nthe lot of most boys. Conway was certainly a cloud. Within school-bounds", "Not wishing to be outdone in frankness, I disclosed to him that my name\nwas Tom Bailey, upon which he said he was very glad to hear it.", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "The event passed into a legend, and afterwards, when later instances of\npluck and endurance were spoken of, the boys would say, \"By golly! You\nought to have been at the fights on Slatter's Hill!\"", "things, and a hundred other, feed the imagination and fill the brain of\nevery healthy boy with dreams of adventure. He learns to swim almost", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "(1)\"Tom Brown's School Days at Rugby\"\n\n\n\n\n\nChapter Eleven--All About Gypsy", "Whenever a new scholar came to our school, I used to confront him at\nrecess with the following words: \"My name's Tom Bailey; what's your", "It was a very select society, the object of which I never fathomed,\nthough I was an active member of the body during the remainder of my" ], [ "It was a custom observed from time immemorial for the towns-boys to have\na bonfire on the Square on the midnight before the Fourth. I didn't ask", "\"Quite a time,\" continued my grandfather. \"Some boys broke into Ezra\nWingate's barn and carried off the old stagecoach. The young rascals! I\ndo believe they'd burn up the whole town if they had their way.\"", "\"I live here, sir, if you please,\" I replied, \"and am going to the\nbonfire. I didn't want to wake up the old folks, that's all.\"", "On my left was a chubby little fellow with a great many freckles (this\nwas Pepper Whitcomb), who made some mysterious motions to me. I didn't", "fabric burst into flames, blazing and crackling beautifully. This was a\nsignal for the boys to join hands and dance around the burning barrels,\nwhich they did shouting like mad creatures. When the fire had burnt", "Luckily for our undertaking, the stable stood at the top of a very steep\nhill. With three boys to push behind, and two in front to steer, we", "One Fourth of July the Temple Grammar School burnt down--set on fire, it\nwas supposed, by an eccentric squib that was seen to bolt into an upper", "This is the story of a bad boy. Well, not such a very bad, but a pretty\nbad boy; and I ought to know, for I am, or rather I was, that boy\nmyself.", "\"Arrah you bad boy!\" cried Kitty, leaning on the mop handle. \"The Capen\nhas jist been askin' for you. He's gone up town, now. It's a nate thing", "of the blazing coach. The figure made three bounds towards us, and\ntripped over Harry Blake. It was Pepper Whitcomb, with his hair somewhat\nsinged, and his eyebrows completely scorched off!", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "The town was waking up. Windows were thrown open here and there and\npeople called to each other across the streets asking what that firing\nwas for.\n\n\"BOOM!\" went gun number four.", "(1)\"Tom Brown's School Days at Rugby\"\n\n\n\n\n\nChapter Eleven--All About Gypsy", "I had now been a year at Rivermouth. If you do not know what sort of boy\nI was, it is not because I haven't been frank with you. Of my progress", "individuals. To mystify the staid and slow-going Rivermouthians was our\nfrequent pleasure. Several of our pranks won us such a reputation among", "\"Please tell me.\"\n\n\"O you silly boy!\" cried Nelly. Then she rumpled my hair all over my\nforehead and ran laughing out of the room.", "first, was dismissed. I followed shortly after, and, on stepping into\nthe playground, saw my little friend plastered, as it were, up against", "flames sprung up and clung to the rotten woodwork, which burned like\ntinder. At this moment a figure was seen leaping wildly from the inside", "A sallow boy with bright red hair, sitting in the fourth row, shook\nhis fist at me furtively several times during the morning. I had a\npresentiment I should have trouble with that boy some day--a presentiment\nsubsequently realized.", "\"Must, Tom?\"\n\n\"Indeed you must, Nelly.\"\n\nShe had risen from the chair with an amused, perplexed look in her eyes.\nI held her an instant by the dress." ], [ "Three shares, at five or six dollars each, I forget which, had already\nbeen taken by Phil Adams, Fred Langdon, and Binny Wallace. The fourth", "The money thus raised, added to that already in the treasury, amounted\nto nine dollars--a fortune in those days; but not more than we had use", "one boy bought his powder on Monday, the next boy on Tuesday, and so on\nuntil the requisite quantity was in our possession. This we put into a\nkeg and carefully hid in a dry spot on the wharf.", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "Up came the three lines in a jiffy. An enterprise better suited to the\ndisposition of my companions could not have been proposed.", "So he went on buying and buying, oftentimes paying double the original\nprice of the article. People in the neighboring towns collected all\nthe worthless ordnance they could find, and sent it by the cart-load to\nRivermouth.", "Luckily for our undertaking, the stable stood at the top of a very steep\nhill. With three boys to push behind, and two in front to steer, we", "for. This sum was divided into twelve parts, for it would not do for one\nboy to buy all the powder, nor even for us all to make our purchases at", "It soon became a custom among my playmates to make our barn their\nrendezvous. Gypsy proved a strong attraction. Captain Nutter bought me a", "side by side like the best of friends. In vain the four guardians of the\npeace rushed up the hill, flourishing their clubs and calling upon us to", "\"Let's have some more!\" cried Charley Marden, with the air of Aladdin\nordering up a fresh hogshead of pearls and rubies. \"Tom Bailey, tell\nPettingil to send in another round.\"", "Jack Harris, Charley Marden, Harry Blake, and myself were fishing\noff the wharf one afternoon, when a thought flashed upon me like an\ninspiration.", "One afternoon the four owners of the Dolphin exchanged significant\nglances when Mr. Grimshaw announced from the desk that there would be", "\"Yes, I do, and we are to pay Wingate three dollars apiece. He'll make\nrather a good spec out of it.\"", "your fellow-creatures. He didn't carve many, and those he refused to\nsell, choosing to present them to his young friends, of whom Tom Bailey,\nyou may be sure, was one.", "On my left was a chubby little fellow with a great many freckles (this\nwas Pepper Whitcomb), who made some mysterious motions to me. I didn't", "The watch were determined fellows, and charged the boys valiantly,\ndriving them all into the fort, where we made common cause, fighting", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"", "humor to return to bed. I approached one of the groups standing near the\ntown pump, and discovered in the uncertain light of the dying brands the\nfigures of Jack Harris, Phil Adams, Harry Blake, and Pepper Whitcomb," ], [ "\"Hold steady, Master Tom,\" said Sailor Ben, slipping the painter through\nthe ringbolt and tying the loveliest knot you ever saw; \"hold steady", "\"Sailor Ben,\" suggested that worthy.\n\n\"Mr. Sailor Ben,\" added the Captain, smiling. \"Tom, open the door,\nthere's Kitty with the glasses.\"", "\"Why, Lord love ye, lad, my name's Benjamin Watson, of Nantucket. But\nI'm a true blue Typhooner,\" he added, which increased my respect for", "\"Way enough!\" cried the steersman, and all the oars stood upright in\nthe air. The man in the bow seized the boat-hook, and, turning round\nquickly, showed me the honest face of Sailor Ben of the Typhoon.", "\"Guess you'll have a squally time of it,\" said Charley, casting off\nthe painter. \"I'll drop in at old Newbury's\" (Newbury was the parish\nundertaker) \"and leave word, as I go along!\"", "It was two boats from the town, in the foremost of which we could now\nmake out the figures of Captain Nutter and Binny Wallace's father. We\nshrunk back on seeing him.", "without much inclination to take a row. The associations connected with\nthe boat were too painful as yet; but time, which wears the sharp edge\nfrom everything, softened this feeling, and one afternoon we brought out", "With the old school formula I commence these sketches of my boyhood. My\nname is Tom Bailey; what is yours, gentle reader? I take for granted", "\"Bosh!\" muttered Phil Adams, sticking the boat-hook into the\nstring-piece of the wharf, and sending the Dolphin half a dozen yards\ntowards the current.", "Sure enough it was a vessel of considerable size, slowly beating up to\ntown. In a few moments more the other two masts were visible above the\ngreen hillocks.", "On the last day of June the Captain received a letter from my father,\nenclosing five dollars \"for my son Tom,\" which enabled that young", "Running down to the water's edge, we hailed the boats with all\nour might. The call was heard, for the oars rested a moment in the\nrow-locks, and then pulled in towards the island.", "\"I can't read it, Tom,\" said the old gentleman, breaking down. \"I\nthought I could.\"", "Binny Wallace had been absent five or six minutes, when we heard him\ncalling our several names in tones that indicated distress or surprise,\nwe could not tell which. Our first thought was, \"The boat has broken\nadrift!\"", "Not wishing to be outdone in frankness, I disclosed to him that my name\nwas Tom Bailey, upon which he said he was very glad to hear it.", "Then I drew a long breath and looked about me. The first object that\nsaluted my sight was Sailor Ben, four or five seats behind me, reading\nthe Rivermouth Barnacle!", "By an oversight, the lemons had been left in the boat. Binny Wallace\nvolunteered to go for them.", "boat-house. This curtailed my anticipated sport, but the pleasure of\nhaving a pull whenever I wanted it remained. I never disobeyed the\nCaptain's orders touching the sail, though I sometimes extended my row", "Leaving one man in charge of the boat, the mate and the rest of the\ncrew went off together. In the meanwhile Pepper Whitcomb had got out his", "\"Tom,\" said Harry Blake, hesitating.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\n\"Did you see Mr. Grimshaw looking out of the recitation-room window just\nas we left the yard?\"" ], [ "\"Sailor Ben,\" suggested that worthy.\n\n\"Mr. Sailor Ben,\" added the Captain, smiling. \"Tom, open the door,\nthere's Kitty with the glasses.\"", "Then I drew a long breath and looked about me. The first object that\nsaluted my sight was Sailor Ben, four or five seats behind me, reading\nthe Rivermouth Barnacle!", "\"Thankee, sir, thankee,\" returned Sailor Ben, looking as guilty as if he\nhad been detected in picking a pocket.\n\n\"And I'm very glad to see you, Mr.--Mr.--\"", "Here ended Sailor Ben's yarn, which I have written down in his own\nhomely words as nearly as I can recall them. After he had finished, the\nCaptain shook hands with him and served out the ale.", "Sailor Ben, with the wonderful pink lady on his arm, and the ships and\nstars and anchors tattooed all over him, was a well-known hero among my\nplaymates. And there he was, like something in a dream come true!", "When we got more intimate, I discovered that Sailor Ben, as he wished\nme to call him, was a perfect walking picturebook. He had two anchors, a", "Even then we scarcely caught the meaning of his words, but when we saw\nSailor Ben and Kitty sobbing on each other's shoulder in the kitchen, we\nunderstood it all.", "with so renowned a character as Sailor Ben. Perhaps Pepper was a little\njealous. At any rate, he refused to go with us to the house.", "\"Hold steady, Master Tom,\" said Sailor Ben, slipping the painter through\nthe ringbolt and tying the loveliest knot you ever saw; \"hold steady", "\"It's Sailor Ben!\" I cried, nearly pushing Pepper Whitcomb overboard in\nmy excitement.", "Sailor Ben resumed:", "The inside of Sailor Ben's abode was not less striking than the outside.\nThe cottage contained two rooms; the one opening on the wharf he", "Sailor Ben did not long survive his little Irish lass, as he always\nfondly called her. At his demise, which took place about six years", "Sailor Ben a table-spoonful on the spot. But when she learned what had\ncome about--that this was Kitty's husband, that Kitty Collins wasn't", "After tea, that same evening, we assembled around the table in the\nkitchen--the only place where Sailor Ben felt at home--to hear what he\nhad to say for himself.", "I was all there the next morning, when Sailor Ben half awakened me by\nshouting merrily, \"All hands on deck!\" The words rang in my ears like a", "\"I begs your honor's parden, sir,\" said Sailor Ben, lifting his\ntear-stained face above Kitty's tumbled hair; \"I begs your honor's", "\"Well, my hearties,\" commenced Sailor Ben--then he stopped short and\nturned very red, as it struck him that maybe this was not quite the", "Here Sailor Ben brought his fist down on the deal table with the force\nof a sledge-hammer. Miss Abigail gave a start, and the ale leaped up in\nthe pitcher like a miniature fountain.", "Here Kitty softly drew her chair nearer to Sailor Ben, and rested one\nhand on his arm." ], [ "Sailor Ben a table-spoonful on the spot. But when she learned what had\ncome about--that this was Kitty's husband, that Kitty Collins wasn't", "Sailor Ben did not long survive his little Irish lass, as he always\nfondly called her. At his demise, which took place about six years", "Of course we were all very curious to learn what had befallen Sailor\nBen that morning long ago, when he bade his little bride goodby and\ndisappeared so mysteriously.", "I am sure that the reader who has followed me thus far will be willing\nto hear what became of her, and Sailor Ben and Miss Abigail and the\nCaptain.", "to him, but had he been true to her? Sailor Ben must have guessed what\nwas passing in her mind, for presently he took her hand and said--\"Well,", "Sailor Ben resumed:", "Then I drew a long breath and looked about me. The first object that\nsaluted my sight was Sailor Ben, four or five seats behind me, reading\nthe Rivermouth Barnacle!", "\"It's Sailor Ben!\" I cried, nearly pushing Pepper Whitcomb overboard in\nmy excitement.", "\"Thankee, sir, thankee,\" returned Sailor Ben, looking as guilty as if he\nhad been detected in picking a pocket.\n\n\"And I'm very glad to see you, Mr.--Mr.--\"", "with so renowned a character as Sailor Ben. Perhaps Pepper was a little\njealous. At any rate, he refused to go with us to the house.", "\"Sailor Ben,\" suggested that worthy.\n\n\"Mr. Sailor Ben,\" added the Captain, smiling. \"Tom, open the door,\nthere's Kitty with the glasses.\"", "Here ended Sailor Ben's yarn, which I have written down in his own\nhomely words as nearly as I can recall them. After he had finished, the\nCaptain shook hands with him and served out the ale.", "Sailor Ben, with the wonderful pink lady on his arm, and the ships and\nstars and anchors tattooed all over him, was a well-known hero among my\nplaymates. And there he was, like something in a dream come true!", "When we got more intimate, I discovered that Sailor Ben, as he wished\nme to call him, was a perfect walking picturebook. He had two anchors, a", "\"Sence the little lass and I got spliced!\" roared Sailor Ben. \"There's\nanother coincydunce for you!\"", "Even then we scarcely caught the meaning of his words, but when we saw\nSailor Ben and Kitty sobbing on each other's shoulder in the kitchen, we\nunderstood it all.", "was but one person who could help us in this extremity--Sailor Ben. To\nme was assigned the duty of obtaining what information I could from the", "\"Thankee, marm,\" returned Sailor Ben, doubtfully.\n\n\"No talking to the man at the wheel,\" cried the Captain. Upon which we\nall laughed. \"Spin!\" added my grandfather.", "\"I begs your honor's parden, sir,\" said Sailor Ben, lifting his\ntear-stained face above Kitty's tumbled hair; \"I begs your honor's", "Here Sailor Ben brought his fist down on the deal table with the force\nof a sledge-hammer. Miss Abigail gave a start, and the ale leaped up in\nthe pitcher like a miniature fountain." ] ]

[ "How old was Tom when he moved to New Orleans?", "Where does Tom's dad send him to study?", "What is the name of Tom's grandfather?", "What is the name of the boys' club Tom joins?", "What is the name of of the boat the boys buy?", "Who is the long lost husband of Captain Nutter's servant?", "Who helps the boys fire off cannons from the pier?", "Who is it who has a banking job that fails?", "Where does Tom's uncle invite him to work?", "Where is Tom Bailey born?", "Where does Tom Bailey later move?", "Why is Tom Bailey sent back north?", "Who does Tom live with up north?", "What boys club does Tom become a member of?", "What is one of the pranks the Centipedes are known for?", "What do the boys do in winter?", "What do the boys pool there money together to purchase?", "Who does Tom befriend?", "Where was Tom Bailey born?", "How old was Tom Bailey when he moves from New Hampshire to New Orleans?", "Who does Tom's father send him to live with, to get an education in the North?", "Besides Tom, who lived with Captain Nutter?", "What was the name of the boy's club Tom was involved in?", "When did Tom and the boy's club push a carriage into a bonfire as a prank?", "Tom and three other friends put their money together to buy what?", "What did Tom name his new boat?", "Where did Tom meet Sailor Ben prior to them becoming friends?", "Sailor Ben turns out to be the long-lost husband of whom?" ]

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