A Rage in Harlem (1991) Movie Script

? Don't you know

that I love you ?

Ha ha ha!

It's gold, just like they said.

Yes, sir!

Gold, gold! Ha ha!

Really, really fine.

Well, I must admit,

you boys got a lot of nerve...

pulling a mining robbery

like that.

In broad daylight, no less!

Yeah, shooting up

all them good white folks.

Well, it comes with

the territory.

Ha ha! Well, gentlemen...

I'm prepared to go

- What?

- What you talking, $10,000?

No, we agreed.

$200,000 on delivery.

It seems to me

things have changed.

Right now, this ore is hotter

than Memphis in July.

Now, you boys got to

turn it into cold cash.

There's only two people

who can do that...

and I'm one of them.

I suggest you take my offer.

Lester, you trying to cheat us,

you cheap bastard.

Hush up, baby girl.

I'll handle this.

You're trying to cheat us,

you dirty bastard...

and I'm very disappointed

in you.

Well, boy, I'll tell you,

take it or leave it.

? Hold you I love you ?

It ain't gonna go

this way, Lester.

You think about it again.

Drop your hands!

Drop your damn hands!

- Get your hands down!

- Move over! Move over!

That's right.

I don't do business with niggers

who pull guns on me.

Lester, baby...

you gone and picked

the wrong niggers...

to call niggers.

What the hell is

that thing on your nose?

It's distracting.

Ought to be removed.

My man Jodie here,

he's an expert cosmic surgeon.

- Ha ha ha!

- Yeah!

Ain't you, Jodie?

Oh, yeah! I-I-let me

have a look-see, Slim.

Oh, that's dog ugly.

- Ugly!

- Ugly, mm-hmm!

- Lester, it's gotta go.

- Gotta go.

Nurse...

No killing, Slim.

Who's the other fence, Lester?

Uh...

Pop go the weasel.

Aah!

You niggers rot in hell!

Doctor, I think you ought

to sterilize that wound.

Don't use that acid, Slim!

Go on around.

No! No! It's Easy Money

up in Harlem!

Easy Money?

The dude that own the Royale?

That's him! I swear!

Get that acid away from my face!

Bo! Get our shit

and get the hell outta here.

Come on, y'all, let's go.

- Slim...

- What?

You're gonna kill him,

ain't you?

Go help Bo.

You promised me no more killing!

Get the hell outta here.

Always got to run your mouth!

Come on, Hank.

Let's see if we can fry him

like a pork chop.

- Burn him!

- Ha ha ha!

Lester, you're gonna

look like sloppy chitlins.

Jodie!

- It's the sheriff!

- You set us up!

Y'all got ten seconds

to get your ass out here!

Fire!

God damn it, it's Lester!

Shoot the bastards!

Aah!

Imabelle!

Aah!

Fuck you, nigger!

- Aaah!

- Back up!

Stop her! No!

Don't let her get away!

? Give to the blind ?

? Give to the blind ?

? Give to the blind ?

Help me, somebody. Mmm!

Christy, you forgot

your Hula-Hoop!

Young and tender inspiration!

Dirty old man.

Damn shame.

? Give to the blind ?

? Give to the blind ?

Lord...

thank you for letting me

wake up in my right mind.

Lord...

last night

after depositing $4.25..

Of my hard-earned money

into my bank account...

I passed the $1,500 mark...

my new balance

now being $1,500.25.

Thank you for

making me provident...

and for not putting

obstacles in my way.

Such as... women.

Amen.

And they snatched her purse

right off her arm.

Lord have mercy.

I don't know what's wrong

with these children today.

Nothing that a good ass-kicking

wouldn't help.

You go right ahead.

Thank you, honey.

You got manners to spare.

His mama

really raised him right.

Well, I hope he enjoyed himself.

She probably the only woman

he'll ever have.

Sorry. All full up.

As salaam alaikum, my brother.

What are you

saying to me, Claude X?

You speak English to me.

You just say hello.

Hell is low, brother man.

That's much better,

and very true.

Rodney, meet me over on 110!

- Jackson!

- You're late!

I'm sorry.

- Jackson!

- Yes, sir?

- You're late!

- I'm sorry. I just-

I know, I know.

Next time get on the bus,

no matter what!

We got dead people

to tend to here.

You think

they gonna wait on you?

Oh, no, sir.

? Ooh, ooh, ooh ?

Shake it!

I'm ready to go!

- Ohh...

- Hey, Goldy.

Say, Goldy!

? Just yesterday

skies were cloudy and gray ?

You must be some kind of

mathematical genius...

keeping all those numbers

in your head.

Well, you know how it is.

Notepads look too much

like evidence.

Yeah, well,

I'm very disturbed...

that one of your people

hit for ten grand.

It ruined my weekend, Goldy.

What can I say?

Old man Dixon's

been playing for years.

- He never won a dime.

- Yeah.

Suppose we just say

you remembered wrong.

You see, I hear he's due...

to take a little fall

down a flight of stairs.

You want to chump on the rest

of your people, you do that...

but anybody bets with me

gets paid.

You understand what I'm saying?

What's the matter

with this guy?

How come you always

looking to try me?

I'm gonna try you again.

You ain't gonna try me now.

Goldy, Goldy...

Hey, my friend...

I'll let Dixon off this time.

But it's the principle

of the thing.

I got one rule in life...

don't give nothing to nobody.

Take it easy, my man.

Drive. Come on.

Mm-mmm!

Yum yum yum yum yum.

Yum Yum Yum yum!

Mmm! Pow!

Put it in for me, honey.

Whenever, wherever, and however.

- Uhh!

- Mm-hmm.

- Hey, Charlie!

- Yeah?

- Give me a hand, huh?

- Oh, all right.

Yaah! Jackson!

Ha ha ha!

You boys quit messing

with the corpses!

I ain't joking around,

you know!

Yes, Mr. Clay.

You getting ready for

the Undertaker's Ball tonight?

We'll find you a woman.

I ain't got no time

for no women, Louis.

We'll fix you up

with Mr. Clay's wife.

The one with the big ass

like two glazed hams.

Philistines!

She got big feet.

Cover a lot of ground.

Blaspheming philistines!

Two big, luscious titties,

like two cassava melons.

Blaspheming

philistine heathens!

Man, I'm not from Philly!

Who you talking to?

- I told you that!

- Hey, come on, man!

Blaspheming philistine

sinning heathens.

Sorry, Mr. Clay.

I'm separated!

Up in a man's business!

Would you look at me?

$5.00 an hour,

What is this, the Ritz?

This is New York City, honey.

People don't come here

to sleep.

Hour's usually all they need.

All I got

is $4.00 to my name.

Oh, yeah?

What's that shit on your finger?

This is my grandmama's ring.

It's going with me to my grave.

All right,

you can keep your $4.00.

I got a room opening up.

Go on up and take a shower.

You know your best bet?

You should go on over...

to the Undertaker's Ball

at the Royale.

Royale? That's where

I was going anyway.

Well, good.

If anybody can raise the dead...

and make 'em pay their rent,

it's you.

Things don't work out,

you come on back home.

Ooh, yeah! Yeah!

Turn me, baby! Ooh!

? Elevator operator ?

? Up and down, up and down ?

? Elevator operator ?

? Up and down, up and down ?

? When my day is done ?

? I got to show you around ?

? Elevator operator ?

? Up and down, up and down ?

? Whoo, elevator operator ?

? Up and down, up and down ?

- What'd she say?

- Yeah!

I tell you

what she said, right?

She says, "Smitty,

Smitty, come on over."

So I go over there, right?

Soon as I get to the house,

she got 12 kids, man!

- What?!

- Twelve ugly kids!

Every last one of 'em

looked like Dracula.

All right now!

? Elevator operator ?

? Up and down, up and down ?

? Whoo, elevator operator ?

? Up and down, up and down ?

? When my day is done ?

? I got to show you around ?

? Owww! ?

Now, I take the 12 kids

that look like Dracula...

and put 'em in a room, right?

Let 'em watch some

of that "Andy 'n' Amos."

No, no. "Amos 'n' Andy."

Yeah, whatever it is.

Amos and... and... right.

So, I tip over

to her bedroom, right?

Man, I'm riding that coochie

like the Lone Ranger.

I got that Trigger thing

happening down there.

Smitty, I don't got time...

for all your blaspheming

and your evil ways.

I'm looking for Easy Money.

- Smitty...

- Ohh!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Get your goddamn hands

off me, chump.

Trying to clean you off.

Excuse me, but...

- Do we know you?

- Not in this lifetime.

- Oh!

- Whoo!

Hot damn!

I know that hurt you.

It hurt you.

No, can't hurt nobody

who look like Nat Cole.

Shit.

You better get rid

of them shaving bumps.

Man, shut up,

you old bug-eyed...

Yeah. Heh.

That's gold, all right.

Mmm. Mmm. That's good.

But you're gonna have

to show me the rest of it...

before I show you the money.

Now, honey, a whole lot

of people was killed...

playing around with this stuff.

My partners,

white folks, police.

I ain't just

flashing it around...

and ending up the way they did.

You know, I do believe...

you and I were cut out

to do business together.

But first...

Yeah, baby?

- Straighten up!

- Count off!

Act calm.

Take it easy, baby.

Their bark is bigger

than their bite.

So, what you trying

to pin on me now?

Familiar with an old man

named Julius Dixon?

Hit for 10 grand on a number

Goldy sold him.

It warms my head

when I can do some good...

for the old folks

of the community.

Yeah? Too bad he fell

down a flight of stairs...

before you could pay him!

You don't think

we could do this later...

like in the morning?

- Hell no!

- Hell no!

Don't worry, baby.

They just do this shit

to keep themselves busy.

But, uh...

I got no place to stay.

Stay in a hotel.

But I got no money.

? The people quit the scene ?

? Like the devil was loose ?

? The clouds turned green ?

? And letdown lemon juice ?

? What walks on two feet ?

? And looks like a goat? ?

? That crazy Screaming Jay

in a bright yellow coat ?

? Hey, now ?

? Stick With it ?

? Baby, baby,

don't you quit it ?

? Ohh, you're bound to get it ?

? Yes, sir ?

? Made outta goat skin,

foreskin ?

? And laying out

in milk and gin ?

? Lord, lord, lordy ?

? I took a plane out Midwest ?

? To see my Uncle Joe ?

? We ran into

some real bad weather ?

? Ice, rain, and snow ?

? Fifty million bulldogs ?

? Twenty mountain goats... ?

Are you ready for me, daddy?

Oh, I'm sorry that

I spilled that water on you.

He spills a drink on me...

and now he won't even ask me

for a dance.

Boy ain't got no manners.

Well, honey,

you're just gonna have...

to make it up to me

on the dance floor, huh?

Would you hold

this for me, please?

Thank you.

I'm gonna hold this

for you, yeah.

Uh...

You're not an undertaker.

? I put a spell on you ?

I'm Jackson.

? Because you're mine ?

That's my toe, Jackson.

Sorry. I told you,

I don't know how to dance.

Baby, it's easy.

Just wrap your arms

around me...

? Ha ha ha, watch out ?

And squeeze.

? I ain't lying ?

? Yeah ?

I know who it is.

See, that's his cousin.

- Uh-uh.

- No, no.

Then that's...

Mr. Clay's in on this...

that's his wife's

sister's daughter...

- Uh-uh.

- No, no.

Then I do not know

who that woman is.

But...

? Because ?

? You're mine ?

Sorry.

And don't this feel good?

- Whoo!

- Oh!

Jackson, would you like

to go outside?

Because it's kinda hot in here.

Um, no. Uh...

Heh. I'm doing

just fine here, really.

Would you like to go home?

Really, don't worry about me.

I'm great.

Honey,

I ain't worried about you.

I'm worried about me.

See, I'm tired,

my feet are killing me...

and I just want to sit down.

Now, do you live nearby?

I'm sorry?

? And I love you anyhow ?

? I don't care

if you don't want me ?

? I'm yours ?

? Right now ?

? I put a spell on you ?

Let's go.

? Because you're mine ?

? Mine, mine ?

? Ow, whoo ?

? Ooh, you're mine ?

This is it.

Upstairs.

Jackson, I told you

never to leave...

your ham-greased stuff

in my kitchen.

Who is that?

Well, you ain't been

fornicating all these years.

I don't see how come

you want to start now.

If Christ knew

what kind of Christians...

he had up here in Harlem...

he'd climb back up

on the cross and start over.

Who's that?

Why, that's Jesus.

Now, honey,

I know who Jesus is.

The other one.

Oh. That's my mom.

She's dead now.

Sorry to hear that, Jackson.

I'm so tired.

I feel like I walked

all the way from Mississippi.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Would you like me

to rub your feet for you?

I could do that for you.

Sure, honey, that'd be fine.

Gotta take these off.

I've seen a lot of feet before.

I don't think

I've seen one... so small.

That's mighty sweet of you,

Jackson.

So, where is it

you seen all them feet?

Dead people.

Jackson.

Oh, you know...

being an undertaker

and everything.

It's not that

I work with the deceased...

or anything like that,

personally.

It's just... the job.

You get accustomed

to the sight of bodies.

What I mean is...

Looking at bodies ain't so bad.

That's not what

I'm trying to say, either.

What I'm trying to say...

is...

You probably

ain't never seen a body.

Mm-mm.

Oh, they ain't so bad.

Actually, it's

a very exciting line of work.

Police! Get the hell

out of the way, suckers!

Don't make me kill nobody!

- Straighten up!

- Count off!

Goldy, my boy.

What's a nice guy like you

doing in a place like this?

I live here, Grave Digger.

Now get the fuck out!

Two sluts cut up

a white cop last night.

So what? What?

So the word is,

they come outta here.

You wouldn't

know nothing about that?

I don't know

nothing about nothing.

I suppose you don't know

nothing about some boys...

in Mississippi that shot up

a bunch of white folks...

and stole a trunk of gold?

What's that got to do with me?

Sooner or later,

it'll end up in Harlem.

Between you and Easy Money...

knowing everything

that comes in and out of here...

Gentlemen, you wouldn't

happen to have...

a search warrant, would you?

We don't need

a goddamn search warrant.

OK! All right!

We said we don't know

nothing about nothing.

Yeah!

You better watch

your ass, fruitcake.

Or we'll shut

this motherfucker down!

Let's go.

Someday, though.

Yeah, someday...

I'm gonna kick your ass.

Try not to break

anything on the way out.

Bastards.

Could've been worse.

Ha ha! OK, girls.

The fun is over.

Let's clean up this mess.

Come on, come on!

Did you hear what they said?

There's gold in Harlem!

Don't even think about it.

Shit, Kathy,

this could be it for me.

I get my hands on that gold...

- Be careful.

- Yeah.

I'll be careful.

Yes! I'll be careful!

Ladies!

I'm coming back, ladies!

Hey! I done told you...

a million times to keep

your behind off my stoop!

What you doing?

Staring at you.

You've been there all night,

haven't you?

You covered me up?

Yeah, it gets

so cold around here...

I didn't want you

to get sick or nothing.

It's just that most men

would've uncovered me.

All of 'em, in fact.

What kind of man would do

something like that to you?

That's not very nice.

Where you staying, anyway?

Do you have family around here?

I sure had a fine time

last night, Jackson.

Me, too.

Thank you...

for covering me up and all.

Rubbing my feet and all.

Oh, it's no problem.

Really, it's no problem.

You a virgin, Jackson?

What you want to ask me

a question like that for?

I'll take that as a yes.

I ain't no virgin.

Heh.

I could teach you.

I don't know.

You already taught me to dance

and all that stuff.

Wow.

Come here, baby.

Turn around.

Oh. That's OK.

I can do that.

Lay down, baby.

- Up here.

- Oh.

Do you mind if I take

these pictures off the wall?

- OK.

- OK.

Mm. What you trying

to do, baby?

I'm just... just...

taking my shoes off.

I'm sorry.

I'm so stupid. I don't...

I don't know how to do nothing.

Jackson.

It don't matter.

It really don't matter.

It don't? Really?

Mm-mm. No.

? Please, please,

please, please ?

? Please, please, don't go ?

? Please, please, please ?

? Please, please, don't go ?

? Honey, please ?

? Don't ?

? Ohh ?

? Oh, yeah ?

? Whoa, I love you so ?

? Please, please, don't go ?

? Baby, you did me wrong ?

? You know you done me wrong ?

? Whoa, whoa ?

? You done me wrong ?

? You know you done me wrong ?

? You know you done,

done me wrong ?

? Whoa ?

? Oh, yeah ?

? Took my love,

and now you're gone ?

? Please, please, don't go ?

? Please ?

? Please, please, please ?

? Please, please ?

? Please ?

? Please ?

You're the best thing

that ever happened to me.

Mmm.

Will you marry me?

Marry me. Marry me.

Jackson...

don't you think that's

rushing things a little bit?

I mean...

Maybe we should just

try this out, you know?

Like for the weekend, huh?

Huh?

You mean, live together in sin?

Yeah. Why not? Hmm?

One, two... Uhh!!

Jackson, your decision

to liberate your hair from...

the influence of the white devil

is most encouraging.

Does that mean you're going

to liberate your mind as well?

No. It just means I'm going

to wear my hair natural now.

Woman sure has changed

you a lot in one week.

Morning, Mrs. Canfield.

This trunk is so heavy!

Stop complaining, Jackson.

If you knew anything

about women...

you'd know

you was getting off light.

- Hi, Mrs. Canfield.

- Huh!

I-I don't want

to complain or nothing...

Last night, you trying

to act like Samson.

Now I give you a chance to

prove it, and look how you act.

My good brother,

can you make it from here?

For I must prepare for mass.

As salaam alaikum.

Hey! I told you to just

say good-bye to me.

Just say good-bye.

It was awful nice

of him to help.

What kind of last name is "X"?

Oh, God, you're so innocent.

Ha ha ha!

It just fills my head with joy.

It's refreshing,

that's what it is.

His last name ain't

His last name is Taylor.

- Claude Taylor...

- Maybe that's why he changed it.

Oh... oh, baby!

They cut your throat!

And the trunk busted, and your

blood was all over the gold!

What gold?

It was just a dream.

I been wanting

to give you something.

Belonged to my mother.

And I figure,

if you wear this...

it'll chase all of them

bad dreams away.

Ohh...

I can't take it.

It's yours.

? May the Lord God

bless you real good ?

? May the Lord God

bless you real good ?

? Woke me up this morning ?

? Got me on my way ?

? May the Lord God

bless you real good ?

Hallelujah!

? Praise God on high ?

? It was a hot day

in Harlem, New York City ?

? City ?

? When Cain

went into the fields ?

? With his brother Abel ?

? Abel ?

? All right, and while Abel ?

? I said, while Abel ?

? Was tilling the soil ?

? Cain rose up ?

? He rose up

against his brother ?

? Oh, yes, he did ?

? He picked up that rock ?

? It was not

the rock of Jesus ?

? Jesus ?

? It was the rock of jealousy ?

? And Cain,

Cain took that rock ?

? He took that rock... ?

? Praise God, praise God ?

? Praise God, praise God ?

Have a blessed week now.

God bless you now.

Have a blessed week.

- Jackson!

- Reverend Gaines...

I'd like to introduce you

to Sister Imabelle...

a good, decent,

God-fearing woman.

Well, God bless your head,

my sister.

Now, Jackson, I hope you took

my sermon to head.

You still ain't talking

to your stepbrother?

No.

Forget your differences,

Jackson.

Life is too short

for all of this pettiness.

- Yes, sir.

- Now, remember, Jackson...

you promised to look over

the church accounts.

- Um, we'll be right back.

- All right.

You just go on home.

I'll be there shortly, OK?

- OK.

- Bye.

Yes, sir!

What's the matter, baby?

Ain't you glad to see me?

Oh, baby! Oh, baby!

I thought you was dead.

When I saw you at church...

I was so happy to see you,

I just wanted to cry.

I come over here

as quickly as I could...

just hoping you'd be here.

Oh, baby, here you are.

I think she's sweet on this lame

she's shacked up with.

And I think you don't know what

the fuck you talking about!

I needed some place to lay low,

so fuck you!

- No, fuck you!

- No, fuck you!

- No, fuck you!

- No, fuck you!

Oh, man, this is bullshit!

She and him was gonna

cut and run with the gold!

She come back to get the trunk!

Now, Slim...

would I go

for a chump like him...

after I been with

a man like you?

An undertaker? Ha ha ha!

Jodie, you don't know

what you're talking about.

This here's my Imabelle.

This our Imabelle.

Besides, all Imabelle done

is to set up our first city boy.

Mm-hmm.

You want to scam Jackson?

Well, the boy look like

a born sucker to me.

We gonna take him

for everything he got, or...

Pop go the weasel.

OK, baby, what you want to do?

I think we ought

to bake some money.

That'll be perfect.

Say, baby girl,

who's that on the wall?

Why, that's Jesus.

I know who the fuck Jesus is.

I'm talking about

the other dude.

That's his mama.

That's Jesus's mama?

Jackson's mama, fool!

His mama?

That is one ugly bitch!

Ha ha ha!

Jodie, she got a gorilla

in her past.

Ha ha ha! And just think...

if you and Jackson

were to make babies...

Ha ha ha ha!

Y'all wait in the car.

I'll be right there.

Oh, baby girl...

Now, let me take a look at you.

Come on, let me take

a good look at you.

Mm-hmm. Now you take off

that jacket.

Sure miss looking at you.

Mm-hmm.

Mmm mmm mmm!

Come here, baby.

- Come here.

- Ha ha ha!

Um!

You stretching

this boy's jeans?

What, baby?

That sucker?

Well, he be a dead sucker

if he don't profit me.

You understand?

Babe, I don't know about this.

Sounds like a hoax to me.

Baby, it ain't no hoax.

I have something for you.

Hmm?

Oh, God.

You're gonna look fine

when you take me out...

with all that money

we gonna make.

Where'd you get it?

Did you sell

your grandmother's ring?

Oh, God.

What's wrong, baby?

I think you're the answer

to all my prayers.

You're every dream

I ever had come true.

Jackson...

What? What?

I never meant you no harm.

That's right.

This is

my life savings... $1,500.

And you want me to raise it

to 15 Gs, right?

Right.

Uh, are you gonna

change mine, too?

He did it for me last week.

It's a miracle. A miracle!

- Really?

- Mm-hmm! This man's a genius!

He's gonna make us rich.

We gonna be rich, god damn it!

Now, I'm gonna have me

some water while it's baking.

Uh, yeah.

Let me get some of that.

Why don't you sit down, daddy?

Your knees are shaking.

Thank you.

You know, if this works,

we can take the 15,000...

turn it into 150,000. 150,000,

turn it into 1.5 million.

1.5 million

into 150 million...

150 million

into 1.5 billion dollars.

We'll be rich.

We'll be really rich!

- Oh!

- Look out, honey!

Open in the name of the law!

I'm a United States marshal...

and I'll shoot the first

son of a bitch that moves!

- Aah!

- Run, daddy, run!

Don't you move, boy!

I don't want to have to put

a bullet in your ass!

I ain't moving!

I ain't moving! Look!

Man, put your hands down.

This ain't no goddamn movie.

Now, you stand up here and take

your punishment like a man.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

What, your woman

put you up to this?

Oh, no.

She's a law-abiding woman.

She ain't mine, neither.

No, no.

I don't want to be rude

or nothing...

but would it be OK...

if I gave you $20G...

would you let me go?

Oh, Lord, ashes to ashes

and dusk to dusk.

All he left me was his debts.

It's OK,

my little chocolate bunny.

You see,

we're better off without him.

See, y-your husband's

in a better place, and so am I.

Please forgive me.

I know how you feel.

Mmm! That you, Louis?

No, sir. It's me, Jackson.

I thought you took

the afternoon off.

Yes, sir.

But there were some numbers

that didn't add up...

and I thought they might

have overcharged us...

on that embalming fluid.

I ain't gonna give you no raise,

son, so don't overdo it.

Yes, sir.

I'll sop you like a biscuit

on some gravy.

Just think of me as smooth

as a piece of okra.

I'd suck you like a neck bone.

Here's the money.

You stay away from that woman.

Please...

Uhh!

You're lucky.

I don't want

to see you no more.

Imabelle?

Don't let her be gone, God.

Don't let her be gone.

Don't let her be gone.

She took the cross!

Sure took your time

getting here.

We do the best we can, ma'am.

Now, this is his room.

And this is him.

Don't surprise me none.

I don't know why old man Clay

trusted him in the first place.

You said he had

a woman up here.

Some southern gal.

She's a thief, too.

Oh! Evil, evil woman!

The same detectives

what arrested Jackson...

came back with two more

and arrested her.

Said they wasn't

no regular detectives...

said they was

some special agents.

And they took her trunk

as evidence.

- Oh, yeah? What was in it?

- I don't know.

Whatever it was, it certainly

must have been important...

the way they was carrying on.

Those could be the Mississippi

boys we been looking for.

Yeah! The ones

with the trunk of gold!

Maybe the gal's

trunk was full of her panties.

Gold!

- Maybe it wasn't.

- Maybe it wasn't.

Well, maybe it was,

and maybe it wasn't.

But somebody don't come up

with my $175.95 for my stove...

I'm gonna raise some hell,

you hear me?

I'm really gonna raise hell!

- Yes, ma'am.

- Mm-hmm.

- Who's that?

- Oh, that's Jesus.

I know that's Jesus.

I mean the other guy.

That's his mama.

- Jesus!

- God damn!

Thank you, ma'am.

Y'all welcome.

Wake up, my brothers and

sisters, for the time has come!

For we do not wish

amalgamating...

with the pale-skinned nation

of the Europeans.

Blacks should quit bothering

with his religion!

Quit bothering with hot combs

and skin-bleaching!

Man is made of haste,

my brother!

I ask you to let me

show you my portion!

I haven't got time for you

right now, Claude X.

Listen, you just slow down.

I'm gonna tell you something.

You're looking for your woman.

She's nowhere to be found.

I saw her leaving

with some serious black devils.

Now, it may do you well

to seek a brother's help.

You talking about

my stepbrother?

Uh-uh. We ain't been talking

for five years.

Well, you better sta? now.

I don't want

to talk to my brother.

I wanna talk to Reverend Gaines.

He'll know what I should do.

If you want to find God,

you talk to a preacher.

If you want to find devils,

you talk to a demon.

These will take

your uncle Inell...

straight to the bosom

of the Lord.

For I have seen heaven open

and beheld the white horse.

That'll be $5.00.

I told you...

No, no. There he his.

Oh, my God!

Brother Gabriel's

got your ticket.

I can't believe my own brother's

out here on the street corner...

impersonating a man of God!

What are you think...

Don't call me Sherman in public,

you hear what I'm saying?

That's your Christian name.

Claude X, why you bring

this square around here?

Brothers, brothers.

Goldy, your brother

needs your help.

He has been robbed

of his woman...

and the Prophet says

lower thy wings in kindness...

- to thy tribe of near-kin.

- Tribe, my ass!

Just because...

What's the daily word,

Reverend?

And the Savior said

to his disciples...

said, "He that loveth

his brother more than me...

"is not worthy of me."

The man is a demon.

- What?

- Run.

- That's not true.

- Run away from him!

- Blind man...

- I don't need no bean pie!

What you need

is a divine message!

Awaken, my people!

The so-called Negroes...

So, what happened, bros?

That gold-digger you met at

the Royale take all your money?

She didn't have

nothing to do with it.

Just 'cause the only kind

of woman you associate with...

is prostitutes and lowlifes-

Put that back!

- Shut up! Shut up!

- Put that back!

Just because you abandoned

me and Mama...

and then broke her head

with all your evil ways...

don't mean that everybody

in the world is just like you!

Come here talking

that holier-than-thou shit...

looking for me to help you?

Fuck you, man!

You ain't said five decent words

to me in five years...

and now just 'cause

you need something...

That's right! I need you to

help me find my woman, Sherman!

- I need your help!

- Help yourself, man!

Here-here's some tickets

to heaven.

Move your preaching ass!

You want to run me down?

A man of the cloth?

Com flake-eating motherfucker!

Get out of the way!

Help me, Sherman!

You're my brother!

- Forget it!

- We're blood!

- No!

- There's gold.

There's a trunk full of gold.

Gold.

You say there's a trunk

full of gold?

You ain't never gonna change.

No. I ain't never gonna change.

Come here for a second. Shit.

And then they put

the money in the stove...

And the stove blew up,

and the marshal ran in...

- and blip blop de blam.

- How you know that?

My very own brother

taken in by the bluff.

But there was a hundred dollars

came outta that stove.

What's the matter with you?

Where's your fucking brain, huh?

You been drinking

embalming fluid or some shit?

You been suckered...

and your gal run off with

the stud that took your money.

She didn't run off.

They took her, Sherman!

She's in trouble, too.

I know. I can feel her.

She's in trouble?

You the one's in trouble...

Mr. Churchgoing Man.

Heh heh. Shit,

you just robbed your own boss.

You motherfuckers

got a cigarette?

No, we ain't got no cigarette.

Listen, I'll help you

get your woman back.

First, we call Kathy,

then we go see Blind.

But I keep the gold,

you understand?

You get the woman,

I get the gold.

Woman, gold. Strictly business.

- Got it?

- Got it.

All right.

You motherfuckers is in my way!

Give me your money...

and don't think

I wouldn't cut you, Reverend!

Have mercy, son.

You lucky I got

my reverend shit on...

otherwise I'd blow

your fucking lips off.

- Get the fuck outta here.

- I'm going!

I can't believe that. Man tried

to stick up a preacher!

So we got a deal, bros?

I just want

to get her back, Sherman.

I don't care nothing

about no gold.

Come with me, chump.

And stop calling me Sherman.

- Where you taking me, Sherman?

- Shh!

Will Kill, what you been doing?

Not a goddamn thing.

- Blind Man here?

- He's back there.

Shit.

That's him!

Coming to get it!

Sherman! There are

half-dressed women in here.

You know my stepbrother?

I'm Jackson.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Jackson, uh...

why don't you check out

the crap table?

Go ahead. Good.

Stepbrother?

Yeah. Listen,

I need some information.

It's that Jackson, ain't it?

You're jerking that lame.

Oh, come on, baby.

What you talking about?

What is it?

You got religion, baby?

Huh? Is that what it is?

Or is there something wrong?

do this tonight.

I want you

to stop treating me...

like I got nothing

to say in this.

Look, I haven't got time

to explain everything to you.

Like I said, just trust me.

That's not something

we're used to doing with you.

We? Who's we?

The family! You know,

the people you forgot about?

Oh, get off my back!

You really don't care,

do you? You really don't care!

You didn't even come

to your mama's funeral!

Hey! You don't know what

the fuck you're talking about!

And it ain't none of

your fucking business...

what I did or didn't do!

What are you gonna do?

Shoot me with your gun next?

Just forget it.

Just forget it and stick with

the business deal. All right?

I ain't never gonna own you

as my brother.

And that goes double for me,

man. That's double for me!

You ain't got no feeling.

I got feelings! I got...

Who are you to tell me

I ain't got no feelings?!

I'm a fool for talking to you.

Come on!

Oh!

? And I'm saving all my loving

just for you ?

- Whoo!

- Yeah!

Didn't tell me you were

taking me to a whorehouse.

Shut up, man. Any luck?

Yeah, I think so.

Who's the 'john'?

My name's not John. My name

is Jackson. Thank you, ma'am.

Jackson?

You two are stepbrothers?

You made up or something?

No, no. Just got a little

business deal going, that's all.

I think it ain't like that.

Come on, sit down.

Sit down, Jackson.

I'll stand.

Thank you very much.

Where's he at?

Ah, Teena's got his lap staked.

Here.

Father, lead us not

into temptation...

but deliver us from evil!

- Ooh, is that them?

- Yeah, I think so.

Come on! Come on! Come on!

It just ain't right.

Just ain't right.

I'll handle this!

Excuse me! Excuse me!

- What's that lame doing?

- Oh, shit!

- Shit!

- Wait! I'll get him!

Yeah! Yeah!

Hey, you!

Ooh!

Just throw his ass down there!

That is your brother?

Yes! And you should have

hit him twice!

You should have shot him!

All right!

I gotta go wee-wee.

Ain't you a little old

to be talking that way?

I talk that way,

I stay that way, honey.

I'll be right back.

- Goldy, listen! I got it.

- What?

He's been telling me about this

gold mine he's representing...

and he's been going all over the

United States selling shares.

How do you know

he's not scamming you?

Because he's got two partners,

plus a contact man...

named Gus Parsons

working the Braddock Bar.

And he said he's gonna show me

a trunk full of gold...

that they're using as bait.

But listen. They're pulling out

tomorrow night.

- You did great, baby.

- Thanks.

Keep him talking!

You gotta help me.

Son, you've gotta know

when you've had enough.

I got nothing. This is my chance

to get something.

Now, either help me

or I'm gonna do it alone.

Not this time.

Did you hit me?

Sherman!

What are you thinking about,

slugging your own brother?

I didn't hit you.

But I should've hit you!

He hit you!

He?

Oh, God.

Now, let's just go over this

one more time.

It's very important.

There are three things...

I do not want you to do tonight.

One... don't drink.

Don't drink? Why would I drink?

I don't drink.

That's your problem. But just

stick with that tonight.

OK? Two...

don't flash this roll..

In front of anybody

but Gus parsons.

- Don't flash this roll.

- Right.

All right, number thr...

What is that shit on your face?

It's my disguise.

All right. Three...

should you meet up

with Gus persons...

and he wants to take you

to the gold, you go by cab.

Go by cab.

Does he always have

to repeat everything?

Go get him.

I'm right behind you.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Evening.

Hello.

Good evening.

I bet he fucks it up.

I bet he pulls it off.

$20 he'll miss.

Twenty.

I'll have a glass of milk.

We don't serve no goddamn milk.

No milk. Right.

Well, how about some water?

We don't serve

no goddamn water.

No water. Right.

Well, you know, I'll just have

whatever you suggest.

Thank you very much.

Why is he drinking?

Ha ha ha!

'Cause you owe me $20.

What... is this stuff?

Rye goddamn whiskey.

It's good. Heh.

I can't... I can't believe this.

Yes, except that's two drinks

at $20... that's $40.

Thank you, that is

very hospitable of you!

It ain't goddamn free.

No, no.

I meant hospitable in spirit.

I got plenty of money.

Plenty of money!

Payday.

Out comes the roll.

Out comes the roll.

What's wrong with you?

You trying

to get your throat cut?

You said it ain't free.

I'm just paying for my drinks,

thank you very much!

I don't want no trouble.

You're so unreasonable!

That's 'cause he knows

you paid him with my money.

What are you talking about?

This here's my money.

I know my money when I see it.

You done picked my pocket.

- Don't let him scare you, honey.

- Me? Scared? Ha ha.

That will be the day.

I'll have another rye whiskey.

Can't nobody tell me

I don't know my own money.

Now, wait a minute.

What is the difference

between...

Uhh!

He's got a gun!

I don't know how much money

you owe me now.

You're the punk who robbed me

last night, ain't you?

I got a good notion

to blow your fucking brains out!

I wouldn't rob you, boss.

Swear for the cross

it wasn't me.

Maybe it was that man

what robbed you.

'Cause he's sporting

a big roll from somewhere.

Don't you put that on me.

I hit the numbers last night.

I can prove that.

Oh, I know

it wasn't you, friend.

And maybe it wasn't you,

either...

but you sure as hell robbed

somebody in your lifetime...

so you're just getting

what's owed to you!

Get your ass outta here!

I was robbed of $700

last night!

Man tried to hit me.

But you know something?

That really don't

matter now, friend...

because I have tucked into

something that's nice...

something that's solid gold.

Gold?

Gus Parsons, real estate.

Coleman Jackson,

burial services.

Jackson, huh?

Hey, listen, Jackson.

How would you like to meet some

very successful businessmen...

- men just like yourself?

- Like me?

- Let's get out of here.

- Let's go this way.

This is the luckiest night

of your life.

Jackson, come here.

What is he...

I gonna have

to blindfold you, friend.

Blindfold me? For what?

My partners have $100,000 worth

of gold ore in their possession.

Now, they can't be

taking no chances.

Yeah, but I ain't...

Hey, Jackson.

I understand completely.

You don't know me

from the man in the moon...

SO...

I'm gonna give you my gun.

Thank you very much.

Would you lean over, please,

Mr. Jackson?

Get that door, baby girl.

Mmm.

There you are.

What, do y'all know each other?

I've been in jail two weeks...

and I ain't seen a woman

in all that time.

Maybe, uh...

I just dreamed about you.

First, you... you drain

the blood.

Ha! And then...

and then you shoot 'em up

with embalming fluid.

Damn!

How do you keep their faces

from turning all blue and shit?

Make-up.

Jesus.

Shit!

Look, whatever you do,

don't lose him.

This guy's playing whip-ass.

Since when are you worried

about your brother's ass?

Since he started shitting gold.

Hold on!

- Whoa!

- Get out of the way!

What's wrong with the street?!

Ooh! Somebody almost had

an accident or something.

Yeah, an accident.

Are we almost there?

Heh heh heh heh.

Yeah, we're almost there.

In this dream...

a woman almost as fine

as her...

is relaxing on the sofa with...

trying to interest me

in a box of, uh...

A box of what?

Let me see. I think it was...

candy. Heh heh heh.

Come over here, baby.

Come over here. Heh heh heh.

Ah, don't you love it

when dreams come true?

Damn, man.

Slim.

If your gold is as good

as your taste in women...

y'all got a deal.

Did you bring the money?

It'll be at my place

later tonight.

A sweet...

chocolate box of...

candy.

Heh heh heh.

Yeah.

You know, Jackson,

I really trusted you...

but you are

a big disappointment to me.

Disappointment?

What are you talking about?

Give me the money, Jackson.

What are you talking about?

I got the gun.

- Ha ha ha!

- Where's Imabelle?

Oh, so you're the fool.

If you don't tell me

where Imabelle is...

I will shoot you dead.

Be my guest.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Ah ha ha ha ha!

The money, Jackson.

What the fuck is this?

It's play money.

Now, ain't that a dirty trick?

Get your ass outta this car.

Get outta this car!

Now I'm gonna let you hear

what a real gun sounds like.

'Cause guess what? It's gonna be

the last thing you ever hear.

Next time you try

to duck somebody...

take your big-ass foot

off the brake light.

Look, if you guys are the cops,

I want my lawyer, understand?

You want a lawyer? Big Kathy,

didn't you used to be a lawyer?

Ah, shit! You son of a bitch!

That will be $500.

Take us where

you take the marks.

Ah-ah-ah! Stay in the car.

- Where are they?

- Top floor.

Hurry up!

You ever seen such

a sorry-looking bunch...

of cotton-picking farmers

in your whole life?

Mmm mmm mmm!

- Operator.

- Get me the police.

I can smell it like

biscuits and gravy.

Heh heh heh.

You ain't gonna eat

no more supper now?

Yeah.

It's me... Gus. I brought

investors for the gold mine.

Go ahead.

Here we go again.

It's the police, asshole.

Everybody freeze!

Damn you, Gus!

Freeze right there and shut up!

Imabelle.

Hey! It's that thieving undertaker!

Hey! Come back here! Come here!

Ooh, lordy, lordy!

Where are they?

- Fifth floor!

- Got it!

- What's the matter?

- My little baby toe!

Come on, they're getting away!

Let 'em go!

Come on!

I'm gonna kill somebody now!

What the fuck you looking at?

I'm gonna shoot you first...

anybody makes a strange move,

you got that?

- Eat shit.

- Shut up!

All right, come on, now.

Cooperate,

and we'll go easy on you.

Coffin Ed and Grave Digger

are here!

- Mm-mm!

- Jackson!

- Baby!

- Police! Everybody freeze!

- Hank, acid!

- Aah!

Aaah!

Jackson! Where are you,

so I can shoot you?

- Come on!

- Let's go!

Let's get outta here!

You all right?

Jackson, I told you

to wait in the car!

Back up!

- Hands up!

- Back up!

That's right, Goldy, run!

Straight on up!

Go get the car!

Imabelle!

Shut up, man.

Someday, Goldy! Someday...

I'm gonna kick your ass!

Jackson.

Imabelle!

Imabelle!

Show your hands now, sucker!

Jackson!

Imabelle!

Imabelle!

Jackson!

Imabelle!

Imabelle! I'm coming

to get you, baby!

I love you!

- Jackson!

- I love you, baby!

Jackson, don't jump!

Ohm

Imabelle!

Oh, my God! He made it!

OK! OK! All right!

Imabelle! Imabelle! Imabelle!

Oh, bless you, Jesus!

Ha! I made it!

Jackson! Stop jumping!

Ed! Ed! No, no, no, no, no!

I'm crazy,

but I ain't no damn fool.

Someday, Goldy!

Someday!

Imabelle!

Jackson! Jackson!

What are you trying to do,

kill yourself?

I love her.

All right. But you got anything

against taking the stairs?

Shit!

- Taxi!

- Hey!

Taxi!

All right, get your ass out!

Imabelle!

- Imabelle!

- Come on!

Let's go! Let's go!

Come on, Jackson!

I'm gonna leave you!

Hurry up!

Follow that red gypsy cab!

Don't lose 'em!

This way!

There's nobody here. Huh?

- She went this way. I know it.

- You know it?!

What are you listening

to him for?

He's in love.

That way!

This is unbelievable.

- There she is.

- This is unbe...

Let's just go in there

and get her.

Just wait a minute now.

Gotta do this thing right.

See, what we really need

is something big enough...

to carry the gold in.

The hearse.

Your boss's hearse.

I don't care nothing

about the gold.

Hey, we got a deal, remember?

The girl for the gold.

Or you can go up there

by yourself.

All right.

Just give me bullets

for my gun first.

- I'll give you one bullet.

- One bullet?

That's right. One bullet.

Deal?

Deal.

- It's gonna be OK.

- What you saying, baby girl?

I got a hole in my chest.

I need a fucking doctor!

That's too damn bad.

You got us hot as hell

as it is.

Jodie, you call Easy Money...

see if he can make that meeting

a little earlier.

Imabelle will stay

with the gold.

- Imabelle?

- Imabelle?

Well, she can't do nothing

with it by herself.

What about Gus?

Fuck Gus.

Hey, man,

what you talking about?

Pop go the weasel.

Don't you kill him, Slim.

Get the fuck outta the way.

Move!

Ah. Now, let's be kind to Gus.

He is our friend.

Hank, don't kill me, man.

I got no choice, man.

I don't want to die!

We'll take care

of your wife in Jersey.

Gus, baby,

you're giving dying a bad name.

- Come on, Hank, get him!

- I'm doing the best I can, man!

What do you want? Hold him.

- Hold his head down.

- Come on, Hank!

Come on, Gus, die!

Come on, hold him, Jodie!

Everybody happy?

You're just in time.

That's everyone

except Gus and the girl.

Parsons-number six.

Don't make no noise.

This guy is dangerous.

No noise.

No noise.

Yes?

Shh.

Is that you, Imabelle?!

It's me... Jackson, baby!

I've come here to rescue you!

Daddy!

Yeah, you be Daddy.

I'm gonna check the gold!

We gotta go.

Oh, shit.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God!

I didn't do it, officer.

Jackson!

That ain't no officer.

This is my stepbrother Sherman.

Oh, good.

Then you're just in time...

to help me get

that trunk outta here.

That's just what

we was intending on doing.

And then what was you intending

on doing with it?

Don't worry

about that right now!

I got him under control.

I just want you...

to get outta here

before they come back in.

You go downstairs

and you wait in the hearse.

You take this trunk down,

and we'll be right behind you.

Heh heh heh heh.

What do you mean,

you got me under control?

You ain't got me under control.

You gotta get her

under control. Come on.

Hey, baby girl!

Where you think you going?

Oh, God! Oh, God!

You come here!

Please! No! Aah!

Hold her, Jodie!

You know you hurt me, girl,

when you do this kind of shit.

You hurt me deep.

Aah!

Here, here, here.

Let me help you.

Where is she?

- She took off.

- What, she go back in?

Here. I don't...

I don't think so.

Well, she got to be around here

somewhere. Where is she?

She took off up the street.

How about we come back for her?

I ain't going nowhere.

I ain't leaving her.

I came here to get her.

Jackson. Shit!

Did you see that?

- We're not leaving him.

- No, no, no.

You think I'm going

to leave my stepbrother?

I told you we were going

to get that gold, didn't I?

Yeah. Just hurry up

so we can keep it, eh?

I'll get him.

We'll be right back.

- Jackson!

- Jesus.

Jackson, what are you doing?

She's gone... and I love her.

I know that, I know that,

but the gold is back there...

and it's just begging

for trouble.

You don't get the gold

unless I found Imabelle!

I did find you Imabelle.

Well, where is she?

Come on, man.

She don't want to stay found.

Shit, she ran away.

Get that into your head, man.

She don't want to be with you.

You don't know nothing

about love!

All you know is whores.

Don't you tell me...

about my head.

You know, Jackson,

you're just like Mama.

Don't talk about Ma!

You do not talk

about my mother.

Hey, fuck you!

She was my mama, too!

And I loved her

just as much as you did!

You didn't even go

to the funeral.

I'll bet you ain't

even been to the...

to the grave site once.

I've been...

I've been to the grave site.

I've been there!

Is that our gold

in the back of that hearse?

Damn straight, it is.

You got to hold me

so tight, Jodie?

Hope your lips don't give me

no shit, big mouth.

Uhh! Uhh!

Ima, get out of here!

Bitch, I'm gonna fuck you up!

Come here, shorty,

I'll show you something.

Come here, come here.

You want to see this, huh?

Yo.

Think about this, brother.

Just think about this.

You think about this right now.

Take your best shot, sucker.

Ohm

Oh, no, no.

You get up here, boy.

Stand up there.

Uhh!

Uhh!

Hit him again.

Ohh.

I thought I recognized

that voice.

This the bitch who run

the cathouse we were at.

- Nah.

- Yeah.

Last time I saw you,

you was dressed as a woman.

- Disgusting.

- Ain't that right, bitch?

Jackson, look...

I'm sorry, Jackson. I'm sorry.

I should've gone

to the funeral.

I didn't go. I didn't want

to embarrass everybody.

I know how everybody

in the family feels about me.

I should've been there.

I'm sorry.

Jackson!

Jackson!

- I thought you were gone.

- Oh, Jackson! Jackson!

They're trying to kill

your friend, Jackson.

They're trying to kill

your friend!

Kathy!

Wait a minute.

It's your last time, punk.

You talk to me, or I'm going

to let him fuck you up.

Where's Jackson

and the other phony cop?

Fuck you.

Hmm. Pop go the weasel.

No...

fuck you.

Uhh.

Uhh.

Kathy! Kathy!

God!

Kathy.

- It's me.

- Boss...

- it's Goldy.

- Uhh.

Come on, man.

Come on, Kathy. Don't die.

You hear what I'm saying?

Don't die, OK?

Kathy...

OK. OK. I'm going

to close your eyes.

Sherman.

I want those murdering

bastard friends of yours...

and you're going to take me

to them right now!

No, don't. Sherman, don't.

Jackson, Jackson,

you all right?

Baby, you all right?

- Get your hands off of me!

- Don't hurt her.

Take it easy.

Take it easy?!

I took it easy back there

jerking around with you...

when I should've been watching

out for my real family.

Yeah, man, make a move...

so I can blow her fucking brains

out on the sidewalk.

Make a fucking move!

I'm sorry.

Sherman!

You know, you take

that gun off my head...

I'll have an easier time

driving.

I mean,

it's kind of distracting...

Shut up, bitch!

The only person I ever cared

about in this whole world...

just died because of

your worthless ass!

I don't like what they did

any more than you...

but what do I get out of this?

We're gonna play a game,

you and me.

I don't know how many bullets

in this fucking gun...

but we're gonna play a game,

you and me.

You wanna play?

- Yeah!

- Let's play!

Don't fuck with me!

Um!

Fuck!

You kill me,

you don't get nothing.

Not even revenge.

What do you want?

I want a fifty-fifty split.

- Uh-uh.

- I planned that robbery.

Pad of that money's mine.

You tell me where they are,

it's a deal.

No. I go with you all the way.

All right.

All right, it's a deal.

But you fuck with me...

and I'm gonna do to you what

your boyfriend did to Big Kathy.

Too bad you didn't

bring your lady friend.

I had another dream about her.

Ahh... hoo, shit!

I can't tell you about it.

You were in it,

weren't you, baby?

Yeah, you were.

Listen...

I'm quite fed up with you...

Diddling with your

little rat dog there...

And running your mouth

all over my woman.

You stop that shit.

God damn it, Slim. Calm down.

You stop that shit!

Come on, Slim.

We done come too far.

You better get

some etiquette classes...

before you try and do business

in the big city, boy.

Boy?

You see a boy?

Grave Digger Jones here.

- It's Goldy.

- Goldy! Where the fuck are you?

Bastards killed Big Kathy,

and I'm gonna pay 'em back.

If you and Coffin Ed

can stop thinking...

about shooting my ass,

I think I can do you a favor.

All right, go on.

Some people are gonna have

to die on this one.

As long as it ain't me or Ed...

I don't give a shit.

Just pan of the job.

No sense in getting our heads

worked up over business.

That's right! Ha ha ha!

Eh, your friend Imabelle...

already got another pan

of me worked up...

and it ain't my head.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

- That's it!

- That's what?

- That's it!

- What?

I done told you.

Jodie, talk to him!

Pop go the weasel!

- What you talking about, Slim?

- Pop go the weasel!

- We come too far for this!

- No! Pop go the weasel!

Save that nursery school shit

for Mississippi, chump.

- Chump?!

- Yeah! Chump. Pussy!

You don't know me that well.

- He didn't mean nothing by that.

- Aw, pussy, get outta here!

- That's it!

- It can't be it! Come on, y'all!

Pop go the weasel!

Pop go the motherfucking weasel!

Slim! Aah!

Damn it!

Uhh! Baby! Not the dog.

Don't touch the dog.

Don't worry, baby.

Ain't nobody gonna hurt you.

Don't shoot my dog, man.

That's where I draw the line.

That just ain't right.

I'll give you

the motherfucking money...

you can walk out of here...

just don't let me see you

shooting no dog.

I want the money

and I want the gold.

Now, you know I can't do that.

Fine. Then I'm gonna

kill your rat.

All right! All right!

All right!

Take the money and the gold

and get out of town.

Now, just put my dog down.

- Put your gun down.

- I'll put the gun down.

Step away from it!

All right, I put my gun down.

Please put my dog down.

Here, baby.

No!

- Goldy, you all right?

- Imabelle!

Imabelle, come here!

You want this?

You want me?

- Baby...

- Motherfucker!

- You want some more? Here!

- Forgive me, baby.

Imabelle! God damn it! Shit!

God damn it! Shit!

You still carry this? Ha ha!

- Let her go, god damn it!

- Fuck you!

Let her go!

I'll kill her, I swear!

You kill her!

Ain't that your woman?

Huh? I'll kill her!

Go on and kill her!

You killed him, didn't you?

Who, your girlfriend?

You killed Big Kathy.

You cut his throat,

you bastard!

What, you grieving

'cause that he-bitch is dead?

I'm gonna put you

out your misery.

Slim!

Hey, baby, there he is,

Simple Simon.

You let him be!

It's me you want.

That's right. It's you I want.

Jackson,

shoot this motherfucker!

I don't need this

to do what I got to do.

Jackson, you need that!

Shoot this bastard!

You put the razor down.

I'll put the gun down.

I'll fight you for her...

like a man.

For as God is my judge...

I love you

more than life itself.

- Oh, Jackson...

- Shut up, bitch!

Like a good dog,

you stay right there.

Huh! Uhh!

You ain't no man.

I ain't even armed.

I can't believe you'd say

no funky shit like that.

Ha ha ha!

- Jackson, run! Run outta here!

- You stay outta this!

? All around

the mulberry bush ?

Yea, though I walk

through the valley...

I The monkey

chased the weasel ?

Aah!

This dance for you, baby girl!

Uhh!

Aah!

I will fear no evil...

The monkey thought

it was all in fun.

In the house of the Lord.

We ain't gotta do this.

- No.

- Ain't gotta do this.

Uhh!

All fall down!

Pop!

Uhh!

Uhh!

That'll be Grave Digger

and Coffin Ed.

I made a deal with them.

Told them about the gold...

but I didn't tell them nothing

about no money.

You take this

and get on outta here!

Listen to me. I want you

to stay behind this bar.

I'm gonna go out there

and make sure...

these cops

don't hurt my brother.

Here, take this.

Keep this safe.

No, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

You can't trust her!

Take that money

and get on outta here!

Sherman, why you always

gotta assume...

that everybody

is untrustworthy?

What are you doing?

- Straighten up!

- Count off!

Can't you see

that this man is injured?

Damn that man!

Where's the damn gold, sucker?

It's in Easy Money's office.

Let's go! Let's go!

Move 'em out!

Let's go, Goldy!

You got blood, whatever!

Get on in there!

What did I tell you, huh?

She's inside.

She is gone.

She's inside.

She's inside.

Must have gotten delayed.

She's permanently delayed.

She skated with the money.

I gotta see a doctor.

- Straighten up!

- Count off!

We were admiring

the body count back there.

And what a nice day's

work you did.

And how happy some undertaker

was gonna be...

when we remembered you was

wanted for robbing your boss.

It was not part

of Goldy's deal.

- Come on, we're taking you in.

- Wait a minute!

Are you resisting arrest?

I'm sorry, bros.

I'll do what I can.

Don't matter.

Nothing matters no more.

Someday, Goldy, someday!

I want my phone call!

Son of a bitch!

Get your ass up, sucker.

Who brought me these clothes,

made bail for me... a woman?

Hell, no.

Mr. Clay.

Well, well, well...

here's the big,

bad man himself.

Time you put

your six-shooter away...

and take out

your adding machine.

You drummed us up some work.

Two of them boys that was killed

was carrying eight grand apiece.

That money was just contributed

towards their funeral.

Oh, by the way, a lovely,

lovely young lady...

came by the office

and asked me to give you...

The cross.

Train station!

Where you think you going,

Jackson?

I just made your bail!

Train 55,

bound for Mississippi...

Here they are, Goldy.

leaving from platform 9.

AH aboard.

Oh.

Sherman,

what are you doing here?

Goddamn fool oughta be

getting some rest.

After you get shot,

it's always a good idea...

to spend a few days in bed!

Good God Almighty!

It's payday, man!

There's about

$50,000 here, man!

Count yours.

She says I'm too good for her.

She's right!

But count the money, man!

Hey, have you seen a woman...

With the sweetest ass

God ever made?

I just took her to platform 9,

train bound for Mississippi.

Jackson! Jackson!

Jackson, this is fifty... oh!

Jackson! Jackson! Jackson!

Take this money now.

Big Kathy wants you to have it.

- I don't want it!

- Wait a minute!

Good luck, brother.

You're gonna need it.

I love you.

God bless you.

God bless you, Goldy.

Go ahead. Go ahead.

He called me Goldy.

Look at him. Look at him run!

In all the years

I know that chump...

I never seen him run so fast.

If I had somebody like her...

- Goldy!

- I'd run fast, too.

Yeah, he'll be back.

Jackson in Mississippi?

It's like getting change

from a penny.

You getting sentimental

on me, Goldy?

Yeah, a little bit.

But I'm recovering.

I'm recovering rapidly!

Money! There's a lot

of money here, ladies.

I'm a very rich man.

Look at those ladies.

Look at them!

Yes! Money!

Excuse me.

Does this belong to you?

Only you can answer that.

You know, Jackson...

you really don't know me.

Yes, I know...

but it's a long ride

to Mississippi.

Tell me. You know anybody

in Mississippi...

who does a good foot rubbing?

Ahem. You know,

as a matter of fact...

I don't.

Mmm.

That's too bad.

'Cause my feet are killing me.

? In your darkest of hours ?

? Don't you despair ?

? You can feel his power ?

? It's everywhere ?

? If you're looking

for something ?

? Don't look too far ?

? 'Cause the answer

is right where you are ?

? 'Cause heaven ?

? Oh, heaven ?

? ls in your heart ?

? Yes, it is ?

? Heaven ?

? Oh, heaven ?

? Is in your heart,

mm-hmm ?

? In the heat of temptation ?

? It's worth the fight ?

? You can find your salvation ?

? And see the light ?

? If your soul needs healing ?

? Here's what I say ?

? Just fall on your knees

and pray ?

? 'Cause heaven ?

? Oh, heaven ?

? Is in your heart ?

? Yes, it is ?

? Heaven ?

? Oh, heaven ?

? ls in your heart ?

? Yes, it is ?

? Heaven ?

? Oh, heaven

is in your hear! ?

? If your world's in question ?

? Then set it free ?

? Give your heart

some attention ?

? Eternally ?

? If your soul needs healing ?

? Hear what I say ?

? 'Cause the answer you need

is not so far away ?

? It's in your heart ?

? Heaven ?

? Oh, heaven

is in your hear! ?

? Going to New York City ?

? Where them Broadway lights

so bright ?

? Well, I'm going

to New York City ?

? Where them Broadway lights

so bright ?

? Got an uptown woman ?

? She'll make me

feel so good tonight ?

? There's a rage up in Harlem ?

? Fighting for my girl ?

? Gonna get that woman ?

? Before I leave this world ?

? So I'm going

to New York City ?

? Where the Broadway lights

so bright ?

? When that uptown woman

love me ?

? She'll make me feel

so good tonight ?

Gaslight, 1944...

Gaslight (1944) Movie Script

Stand back.
No, Paula. Don't look back.
You've got to forget everything
that's happened here.
That's why you're going to Italy,
to Signor Guardi.
He was the best friend your aunt ever had,
and he'll be yours, too.
Perhaps Signor Guardi will make you
into a great singer, as she was.
Wouldn't you like that?
You must think of the future, dear,
not the past.
No. Now, look. Wait a moment, signorina.
There's no use.
Paula, you are not concentrating.
Your mind's not on your singing.
All these years you've worked so hard.
Now what's come over you?
This opera is tragedy, signorina.
You seem incapable of understanding.
Did you never hear your aunt sing Lucia?
You look like her.
But I don't sing like her. I know.
Signor Guardi,
may I speak to you seriously?
- Very seriously.
- Maestro.
It is 10 minutes to the hour.
If you're not continuing the lesson,
I'd like to be excused.
- Very well, Signor Anton.
- Thank you. Good afternoon, signorina.
Now, what is it you wish
to say to me seriously?
"Very seriously."
Signor Guardi, I've tried.
I've worked hard, but it's no use.
- I haven't the voice, have I?
- The trouble is not in your voice alone.
Your heart is not in your singing anymore.
Each time you come here now,
you look happier and you sing worse.
Tell me, Paula, you're in love?
Yes. It's something
that has never happened to me before...
something I never expected
would happen...
but suddenly
it is as if nothing else existed...
even my music,
which used to mean so much to me.
Yes, you are right. My thoughts
were wandering while singing just now.
I'm too happy. That's why you said...
the tragedy was something
I could never understand.
I'm sorry. It was cruel of me to say that...
cruel and untrue.
Real tragedy has touched your life...
and very deeply.
But now there is a chance
to forget tragedy, my child.
Take it. Free yourself from the past...
and forget your singing, too, for a while.
Happiness is better than art.
Dear Maestro, no one has ever been
as kind to me as you have since she died.
Will you let me meet the man
who is taking my pupil away from me?
Yes, of course.
You have a rendezvous with him.
The moment your lesson is over,
you fly to him.
Is he jealous of your music,
these hours you spend away from him?
Dear Maestro...
I don't know when we'll meet again.
Thank you.
- Did you tell him?
- He told me. He didn't know who.
- What did he say?
- He said I should take my happiness.
And will you? Now?
Why do you still hesitate, Paula?
But I don't know you.
I don't know anything about you.
Nor I about you, but I want to marry you.
- Are you afraid?
- I think I am, a little.
- Of me?
- No.
No, never, but of happiness.
I haven't had a lot,
and I feel I can't trust it.
You must give me time
to get used to the idea.
You shall have all the time you want.
I've waited for you so long.
Waited? We've only known
each other two weeks.
I've waited all my life till now.
I can wait a little longer.
But it will not be easy to wait,
to be patient, seeing you every day.
No, it won't be easy for me, either.
- I should go away.
- Go away?
By myself for a week, only a week...
just to know what I'm doing,
just to be sure.
- Where will you go?
- I thought perhaps to the Lakes.
- And when will you go?
- I thought tomorrow.
- Tomorrow?
- Is that too soon?
No, the sooner you go,
the sooner you will come back.
But while you're away, never forget
for one moment I'm here waiting...
and in love with you.
My dearest.
Oh, my goodness! Good gracious!
- It's so exciting.
- Your book?
Yes. It's about a girl who marries a man,
and what do you think?
- He's got six wives buried in the cellar.
- That seems a lot.
Yes, and I'm only on Page 200,
so I'm sure there's still more to come.
- It's a wonderful book.
- It sounds a little gruesome.
Yes. I'm afraid I enjoy a good murder
now and then.
My brother always calls me
"Bloodthirsty Bessie."
- Have a biscuit, dear.
- Thank you.
Digestive biscuits.
Unpleasant name, isn't it?
I always call them "diggy biscuits."
I never travel without them.
- You're not English, are you?
- No.
I was brought up there.
My aunt lived in London.
- Are you on your way there now?
- No. I'm going to Lake Como.
- All by yourself?
- Yes, all by myself.
- But is that wise?
- I don't think any harm will come to me.
I'm going to London.
I must be in London for the spring.
The crocuses, you know,
and the daffodils and the tulips.
The gardens are so beautiful in the spring.
I say "Good morning" to my flowers
in Thornton Square every day.
- Thornton Square?
- Yes. That's where I live, Number 16.
Do you know it?
- I know Thornton Square.
- Do you know anyone living there?
- I used to. Not anymore.
- I wonder who that could be.
I know almost everyone
who lives there now.
We're all so very friendly,
popping in and out of each other's houses.
- What number did your friends live at?
- I'm afraid I don't remember.
You know, we had a real,
live murder there.
Yes, I'd heard of it.
Unfortunately, it's before I went
to live there, just a year before.
Ten years ago, at Number 9,
a famous singer called Alice Alquist.
- Have another biscuit, dear.
- No, thank you.
It was a most mysterious case.
They never found out who killed her.
They never even found a motive.
I've tried to get in the house many a time.
I think it's so exciting. Don't you?
I mean, just to see.
Nothing's been changed...
- all the furniture and everything...
- I think we're getting into Como.
So we are.
- Is anyone meeting you?
- No.
- You will be careful, won't you?
- I will. Goodbye.
Goodbye. Come and see me
if you're ever in London.
My name is Thwaites, Miss Thwaites.
I'll point out the window of the room
in Number 9 where it happened.
You can see it from my drawing room.
- You're not angry with me?
- Angry?
If you hadn't come,
I should have sent for you.
Come and look at the morning.
Aren't you cold like this?
What were you dreaming of?
- Our life together.
- And how do you see it?
I saw all the places
where we'll be together.
Lovely places like this.
I was thinking of our life together, too,
only I heard it in music.
- Something that I want to write.
- Yes, what?
The whole thing is alive with happiness.
I want a feeling of the early morning.
- This morning.
- Yes.
With the sun rising,
lighting your hair as it is now.
I don't know how it ends.
Perhaps it never ends until I do.
- When will you start on it?
- Some day...
after we've had our honeymoon...
and settled down
in a home of our own somewhere.
- Where?
- Where would you like us to settle?
- I haven't thought. Paris, perhaps.
- Paris?
Or Rome?
How would you feel about London?
London?
Paula, if you won't laugh at me,
I'd like to tell you something.
I won't laugh at you. What is it?
It's an idea, a silly idea
that's been with me for years.
I was in London once in the winter.
It seemed there was no city
in the world...
that was colder to the homeless...
or that could be warmer
to the ones who had a home.
How I used to long
for a home of my own...
in one of those quiet houses
in the little London squares...
with the woman
I should one day come to love.
Could we settle down in London?
Not in a house in a square, perhaps...
Paula, why do you look like that?
- Because there is a house in a square.
- What house?
- She left it to me.
- She?
You mean Alice Alquist?
She was my mother's sister.
My mother died when I was born.
I don't know anything about her
or my father.
I lived with my aunt always
as if I were her own.
After it happened I never went back.
That house
comes into my dreams sometimes...
a house of horror.
It's strange.
I haven't dreamed of it
since I've known you.
I haven't been afraid since I've known you.
- Afraid?
- Yes.
For years I've been afraid
of something nameless...
ever since she died.
You've cast out fear for me.
If it were true,
it would make me very happy.
It is true. I've found peace in loving you.
- I could even face that house with you.
- No, Paula, beloved.
- I would not ask that of you.
- Yes, you shall have your dream.
You shall have your house in a square.
Good morning, daffodils.
Good morning, tulips.
Percy! There it is, dear.
What are you doing, my good man?
Turning on the water
in Number 9, ma'am.
Nine? Why nine?
Orders, ma'am.
It must be going to be occupied at last,
after all these years.
Wouldn't care to live in there, myself.
I don't know about living there,
but I would like to get a peep inside.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
- Are we late?
- Not at all. I've only been here a moment.
- Good morning, Mr. Anton.
- Good morning.
It's you. Don't you remember me?
In the train in Italy last month.
Diggy biscuits.
Yes, of course, I do.
Don't tell me
you're coming to live in Number 9?
Yes.
We mustn't keep Mr. Mufflin waiting.
- Sorry, I must go now. Perhaps we can...
- I'll call directly you're settled.
That's my house over there,
with the pink curtains.
Goodbye, for the present.
Goodbye. I'm so glad
we are to be neighbors.
So am I.
This lock needs oiling.
If there's anything further I can do,
let me hear from you. Good day.
- Good day.
- Good day, Mr. Anton.
Now, Paula...
- This is the dining room?
- Yes.
There's a little study beyond it.
- And the drawing room is upstairs?
- Yes.
Come, Paula.
Don't stand there in the doorway.
Will you light the gas, please?
- Gregory.
- It's a very handsome room.
Yes, but to see it like this...
I remember parties in this room
when it was full of flowers and light.
Those must have been wonderful days.
It's all dead in here.
The whole place seems to smell of death.
There. It will all be fresh again
in a moment.
That's where she kept her treasures.
Things she collected
on her tours around the world.
- The glass is broken.
- It was broken that night.
All the things were disarranged,
but there was nothing missing.
I know all these by heart.
It was a great treat
when she'd unlock them...
and take them out
and tell me all their stories.
- Careful, dearest.
- She wore this glove in Romeo and Juliet...
at the command performance
at Covent Garden.
Gounod signed it for her afterwards.
I never knew what happened
to the other glove.
I used to ask her sometimes...
but she'd only laugh
and say she'd given it away.
A very great admirer.
She would never tell me who.
I wish I could have seen her.
Let me show her to you.
That's as the Empress Theodora.
That was her greatest role.
When she sang it in St. Petersburg...
the Czar used to come
to every performance.
She was very beautiful,
very much like you.
It was there that I found her,
there in front of the fire...
under her own portrait.
I was in bed, and something woke me.
I've never known what.
I came running down the stairs...
frightened, as if I knew
what had happened.
She had been strangled.
She had been strangled.
Her lovely face was all...
No, I can't stay here.
Then how would it be if we took away
all these things that remind you so of her?
The painting, all this furniture.
Shut it away so you can't even see it?
Suppose we make it a new house
with new things, beautiful things...
for a new, beautiful life for us.
Yes, and then later,
we'll have people here and parties again.
- Don't you want to?
- Later, yes, but not just at once.
Let us have our honeymoon here
by ourselves for a little longer.
- Yes. I only...
- I know.
Later.
Now, where should we put
all these things?
There is an attic under the roof.
All her trunks are up there
and all her costumes.
Then we'll put all these there, too,
and then we'll board it up...
so you'll never have to see it again,
never even think of it.
That piano traveled with her everywhere
in the great days.
It will need tuning terribly.
Look, here's some of her music.
Her score of Theodora, just as she left it.
We'll send those upstairs with all the rest.
No, not her music.
Perhaps later I might like to study again.
I'd like to have her scores to study from.
- What makes you play that?
- Why not?
That was her great song.
She always used it in her concerts
for her last encore.
It was everybody's favorite.
Here's an old letter.
"Dear Miss Alquist,
I beg of you to see me just once more.
"I have followed you to London."
It was written two days
before she was murdered.
- Where did you find that?
- In this score. She must have left it there.
It was written by somebody
called Sergis Bauer.
Give it to me!
- Gregory, what is it?
- I'm sorry...
I didn't mean to be so violent.
It's just that...
Why does this letter upset you so?
It's not the letter.
It's just that I am upset for you.
All these things are reminding you of her.
You said that you had lost your fears,
and now everything you touch here...
brings them back.
While you are afraid of anything,
there cannot be any happiness for us.
You must forget her.
No, not her.
Only what happened to her.
Elizabeth! I say! Elizabeth!
- Good afternoon, Elizabeth.
- It's you, miss.
- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.
- The house is looking very nice now.
- What's that, miss?
I said, the house looks very nice now...
- from the outside.
- Yes, miss.
I expect you're glad
you got rid of the workmen at last.
Yes, miss.
Do you think that Mr. And Mrs. Anton
will be ready to receive callers soon?
I couldn't say, miss, I'm sure.
We haven't had no visitors yet.
Master says seeing people
isn't good for her.
She hasn't been feeling too well lately.
- I'm sorry to hear that.
- What's that, miss?
I said, this fine summer weather
we're having ought to do her good.
Yes, miss.
They're going out this afternoon.
First time for some while. Good day, miss.
Good day.
What lovely-looking strawberries.
I never get big ones like that.
I think I'll just taste one for luck.
Good afternoon.
If you have your bags,
you can start immediately.
- Thank you, sir. They're downstairs, sir.
- Then everything is arranged.
- Your wages will be 16 a year.
- Yes, sir. I understand all right, sir.
Just one more thing...
I don't want you to bother your mistress
about anything, ever.
If you have any questions,
just come to me.
Yes, sir.
That'll suit me, sir.
Then you'll remember it.
Your predecessor did not.
That's why she left.
It may seem a little unusual...
but your mistress is inclined
to be rather highly strung.
Elizabeth, come in.
This is Elizabeth, the cook.
- Hello.
- You'll find that she's a little deaf.
- Hello.
- Elizabeth, this is our new housemaid.
I was explaining her duties to her.
She'll be down in a moment.
Very good, sir. I'll see you downstairs.
- She's a tartar, ain't she?
- What do you mean by that?
You know, strict-like.
I'm not gonna sleep
in the same room with her.
You see the way she looked at me?
Don't you think perhaps your costume
might have something to do with it?
- What's the matter with it?
- It's a little, shall we say, loud?
- I hope you're not a flighty girl, Lucy.
- My name's Nancy, sir.
I'm sorry, Nancy. Are you?
- I don't think so, sir.
- I'm glad to hear that.
Your mistress is very particular
about everything being very correct.
- Is she, sir?
- Yes.
So am I.
This is our new housemaid.
- How do you do?
- I'm all right, ma'am.
- You can go now, Nancy.
- Very good, sir.
She seems a nice girl.
I'm glad. I hope I haven't kept you waiting.
I had to go back for the guidebook.
You look like a summer's day.
Because I'm happy. We're going out,
and I'm going to show you London.
- Do you know what day today is?
- Yes.
Three months ago today...
we came out of that little church
by the lake, man and wife.
I have a present for you, Paula.
Where did you find anything so beautiful?
It belonged to my mother,
and before that to her mother...
and now it belongs to you.
I shall wear it always.
Always, my dear.
How sweet of you to give me this.
I'm afraid the pin is not very strong.
- No.
- I'll have it mended.
You better not wear it until I have.
You might lose it.
You know, you are inclined to lose things.
- I am? I didn't realize that.
- Just little things.
I'll put it in your bag for safekeeping.
There.
Now, you'll remember where it is.
- Don't be silly. Of course I'll remember.
- I was teasing you, my dear.
- That's London.
- It's music.
- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon, ma'am.
It's nice to see you getting out again.
- Where to, ma'am?
- The Tower of London.
Very good, ma'am.
The Tower of London it is.
What's the matter with the mistress?
She don't look ill to me. Is she?
I don't know. Not as I can see.
But the master keeps telling her she is.
Here, ladies and gentlemen,
we have the ax of the headsman...
and the execution block.
These are the originals with which
such historic persons as Lady Jane Grey...
and Queen Catherine Howard
was beheaded within these precincts.
The victim, kneeling,
laid his head upon the block...
fitted his neck into the small,
hollowed-out space...
designed to receive it,
whereupon the ax descended...
severing the head
from the torso with one blow...
or in unlucky cases, two.
Moving to our right,
we have a model of the famous rack...
the instrument of torture
upon which prisoners were stretched...
their limbs being frequently torn
from their sockets...
in an effort to extract
a confession from them, true or false.
There you are.
I wondered what had become of you.
It was so close in there.
Let's go out into the sunshine.
- Are we going to see the torture chamber?
- Certainly. I think it's right over here.
Uncle Brian, what's the matter?
You look as if you've seen a ghost.
- That's exactly what I thought I'd seen.
- There's no such thing as a ghost.
I know. I meant I just thought
I saw someone I know is dead.
I have no idea who he is.
He seemed to know me and...
Do you usually bow
to people you don't know?
No. I supposed I'd met him somewhere.
- Are you telling me the truth?
- Of course. Why should I lie?
- I don't know who he is.
- Yet you smiled at him. Why?
I tell you, I wasn't thinking.
I don't know why I did it.
Like the other things.
- What other things?
- Nothing.
Only I've been noticing, Paula, that...
- you've been forgetful lately.
- Forgetful?
Losing things and...
Don't look so worried, Paula.
It's nothing.
- You get tired and...
- Yes, that's probably what it is. I get tired.
- I'm tired now. Can't we go home?
- No, we still have the crown jewels to see.
- They're in that building over there.
- How do you know?
What did you say?
How do you know where they are?
You haven't been here before.
The guide told us inside.
Are you becoming suspicious
as well as absent-minded, Paula?
No, of course not, Gregory.
The Kohinoor or "Mountain of Light."
It's the most famous diamond
in the world.
"The imperial state crown...
- That's that one.
- Yes, I know.
"...was made for the coronation
of Queen Victoria.
"Among the jewels it contains
are the ruby of the Black Prince...
"the size of a hen's egg,
the Stuart sapphire...
"which was among the jewels...
"James II took with him
when he fled to France...
"and the diamonds and pearls
from the earrings of Queen Elizabeth."
Jewels are wonderful things.
They have a life of their own.
Gregory, can't we go home now?
Of course, my dear. I'll take you home.
That's the mistress's room.
That's the master's.
We've got all this to see to.
Have you got the sheets there?
I could have sworn
that there were more than that, but...
- What's up there?
- Never mind about up there.
- The whole floor's been boarded off.
- Why?
That's the way the master wanted it.
You were right.
There is nothing more beautiful
than London in sunshine.
I'm sorry I spoiled the day
by bringing you home so soon.
You should lie down
and rest for a little, Paula.
Should I stay with you
and not go out this evening?
No. You go and work as usual.
Can you really work
in that room you rented?
I wish you'd let me see it
and make it attractive.
I never notice my surroundings
when I'm working.
You might give me your broach
so I can have it repaired.
What's the matter? Anything wrong?
I can't find it.
What?
I missed it when we were in the Tower.
I must turn everything out.
I know it was here. I can't understand it.
I couldn't have lost it. It must be here.
I'm sure it's there.
It's not.
Paula, didn't I tell you?
How did you come to lose it?
I must have pulled it out
with something, I suppose.
- I'm terribly sorry. Please forgive me.
- Forgive, my dear?
It's not as serious as that.
It's not valuable.
Your present to me, your mother's broach.
I wanted to wear it always.
I don't remember opening my bag.
I suppose I must have.
You did put it in there?
Don't you even remember that?
Yes, of course, I do.
But suddenly, I am beginning
not to trust my memory at all.
I tell you, you're just tired, that's all.
It doesn't mean anything.
I'm sure it doesn't.
Don't worry so, Paula. Don't worry.
- Nancy, has the master left?
- Yes, ma'am. A little while ago.
Please see that he has plenty of coal
on the fire in his room.
You already told me that, ma'am.
Nancy, did you turn the gas up in there?
Turn it up? No, why?
I thought it went down in here,
as if you had.
- I never touched it.
- But this went down.
Perhaps Elizabeth
lit another jet in the kitchen.
Couldn't have been her.
She's been in bed for an hour.
I could hear her snoring.
That's odd.
- Good night, Nancy.
- Good night, ma'am.
- Yes, that's it.
- I beg your pardon?
I said that's it. That's the Alquist house.
It happened in the drawing room, upstairs.
That window.
I live just across the square.
My name is Thwaites, Miss Thwaites.
- How do you do?
- How do you do?
Perhaps you could tell me,
has the house been occupied long?
About four or five months now.
Come along.
You don't happen to know
who's living in the house, do you?
Yes. A foreign couple. Anton's the name.
Something mysterious there.
- What do you mean, mysterious?
- Never have visitors...
never go out anywhere.
At least, she doesn't.
I think you're wrong.
There aren't as many as usual here today.
Come along, pigeons.
Come along, sparrows. What did you say?
You seem to be wrong
about her not going out.
How very surprising.
It's you, ma'am.
I never knew you'd gone out.
I went for a walk,
but it looks as if it might rain...
- so I thought I should have my umbrella.
- Of course, ma'am.
Suppose the master comes back
and asks where you've gone?
- Tell him I just went for a walk.
- By yourself, ma'am?
- Of course. Why not?
- Suppose the master asks where?
Tell him I just...
Now do you see what I mean?
Goes out, goes back, goes in.
Odd. Definitely odd.
It's an odd household, too.
That maidservant, most impertinent.
I can't get a thing out of her.
She won't talk to me...
though she would quick enough
if I wore trousers.
The way she carries on
with that policeman on the beat.
It's scandalous!
There, that's all there is.
Fly away, pigeons. More tomorrow.
Well!
Paper! Thank you, sir. There you are, sir.
Extra. Special. Special edition.
Read all about it.
Here you are, governor. Paper?
Very good, sir. Thank you, sir.
Put that file back where you got it.
I tell you, the case is dead.
I'm not going to have it all dug up again
for nothing.
Do you understand?
You had no right to go through that file.
- Budge had no right to let you get at it.
- Sorry, General.
- Mr. Cameron is your assistant...
- Then it's his job to assist me...
not go digging into 10-year-old cases
on wild suspicions of his own.
- Now then, Budge, you get along.
- Very good, General.
What's your interest in this case, anyway?
It was rather a famous case...
and it impressed me very much
at the time.
Besides...
I once met Alice Alquist.
I was taken to hear her...
at a command performance
when I was 12 years old...
and afterwards
to meet her in the artists' room.
It sounds silly, but I still think
she was the most beautiful woman...
I ever saw, and I've never forgotten her.
- And now...
- You've seen someone who looks like her.
- Living in the same house.
- Why shouldn't she?
If she's the niece,
the house probably belongs to her.
And if you're trying to meet
a pretty woman...
you've no right to use official business
as an excuse.
It's not that, sir.
But I tell you, sir, I have a feeling
there's something peculiar going on there.
Perhaps even more than peculiar.
Look here, Brian, once and for all,
the case was given up as hopeless.
As for the matter of the jewels,
that was dropped by order...
of a most important personage.
Jewels?
There's nothing here about jewels.
There were some jewels.
They were given to her...
by somebody very highly placed.
Some of the crown jewels of his...
- Of another country, as a matter of fact.
- What happened to them?
- They disappeared.
- That's why she was murdered.
That was the official theory.
Though what the murderer
wanted the jewels for I can't imagine.
They were too famous
for him to be able to sell them.
- Have they never shown up since?
- Not as far as I know.
Well then, where are they?
I don't know. The murder part of the case
was pursued to the utmost...
as you can see for yourself from that file.
There was never any case against anyone.
There were the usual blind-alley suspects.
You've read all their names there
in that stuff.
And there was never anything
to prove against any of them.
Now run along, there's a good fellow.
I'm busy.
Very well, sir.
Good day, sir.
- Afternoon, Mr. Cameron.
- Williams.
- Did you want me, sir?
- Yes.
Tell me, you're not a married man,
are you?
No, sir.
- Where are you on duty now?
- Down in the East End, sir.
How would you like
a more fashionable locality?
- I'd like it very much, sir.
- We'll see what can be done about it.
Don't say anything to anybody
for the moment.
If you want coal on the fire, Paula,
why don't you ring for the maid?
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you.
Go back to sleep, dear.
No, Paula.
Now that you have wakened me,
we might as well be comfortable.
- Ring for the maid.
- I can put it on myself.
We've had this subject out before.
Please, pull the bell cord.
It seems so unnecessary.
What do you suppose the servants are for?
Answer me.
What do you suppose the servants are for?
To do things. To serve us, I suppose.
Exactly.
It's only that I think
we should consider them a little.
Don't be cross with me.
I'm not cross with you.
There are a lot of things...
- Did you ring, sir?
- No. Your mistress rang.
Go on. Why don't you tell Nancy
what you rang for?
- A little coal on the fire, please, Nancy.
- Very good, madam.
You're looking very pretty this afternoon,
do you know that?
I don't know it at all, sir, I'm sure.
- Tonight is your night out, isn't it?
- That's right, sir.
Whom are you meeting tonight?
You might light the gas, too, Nancy.
I see they've changed
the policeman on the beat.
Is his heart going to be added
to the list of those you've broken?
- I didn't know I'd broken any, sir.
- I'm sure that's not true.
And that complexion of yours...
that's something
that's not quite true, either.
You do it very cleverly, I grant you.
In fact, I was wondering
whether you might not care...
to pass some of your secrets
on to your mistress...
and help her get rid of her pallor.
Sure. I'd be very pleased
to do anything I can, sir.
- Will that be all you're wanting?
- Yes, except tea when it's ready.
Very good, sir.
How can you talk to Nancy like that?
You seem so anxious
to regard the servants as your equals.
I thought I would treat her as one.
Besides, I was only trifling with her.
No wonder that girl despises me,
the way you encourage her.
Despises you?
Whatever makes you think that?
Her whole manner!
The way she talks to me,
the way she looks at me.
Looks at you?
I hope you're not starting
to imagine things again.
- You're not, are you, Paula?
- Of course I'm not.
I hope you're not, but if you start talking
about the way Nancy looks at you...
Don't turn away, Paula.
We must have this out.
Do you really think Nancy despises you?
Answer me, Paula. Do you?
No, Gregory.
I'm glad of that.
It hurts me when you're ill and fanciful.
Come in.
What is it now?
If you please, sir,
Miss Thwaites is downstairs.
She wanted to know
if the mistress was at home.
You mean that old busybody
from across the square?
Yes, sir. She has her nephew with her.
I don't think
we need bore ourselves with them.
- Tell her your mistress is not at home.
- Gregory, really, she's been...
My dear, if you let her in once,
you'll always have her here.
But she's called so often,
and we've never been at home to her...
I do not want people all over this house!
Bringing her family with her.
You tell Miss Thwaites...
that your mistress is sorry,
but she's not well enough to see her.
Very good, sir.
Gregory, why did you do that?
I would've liked to have seen her.
I thought you were only trying
to be polite.
Why didn't you tell me
you really wanted to see her?
I couldn't in front of that girl.
You must get over
this ridiculous fear of the servants.
If you really wanted to see her,
all you had to say was:
"Show her up, Nancy," wasn't it?
- Yes, but...
- I'm sorry, miss. That's all I know.
The mistress isn't well enough
to receive anyone.
Please tell her how sorry we are.
Come along, Auntie dear.
You wouldn't have had time
to see them anyway.
You have to dress, do your hair.
Why?
We're going out tonight.
We are? You didn't tell me.
Or have I forgotten?
Don't you think this is charming?
It's from the new operetta at the Gaiety.
I wish I could write tunes like Strauss.
Paula, you silly child, don't look like that.
Of course you haven't forgotten anything.
This is my surprise for you.
We're going to the theater tonight.
How wonderful!
- And you thought I was being cruel to you.
- No, you're not cruel.
Keeping people away from you,
making you a prisoner.
You're the kindest man in the world.
I'm sorry.
I'm so happy.
What's the matter?
Paula, I don't want to upset you.
If you will put things right...
when I'm not looking,
we'll assume it did not happen.
But what? Gregory, what?
Please don't turn your back on me.
What has happened?
You mean you don't know?
No, I...
Look.
Yes.
The little picture has been taken down.
Who took it down?
- Why has it been taken down?
- Why indeed?
Why was it taken down before?
Get it from wherever you've hidden it
and put it back in its place.
But I haven't hidden it.
I swear I haven't. Why should I?
Don't look at me like that.
Someone else must have done it.
No, don't ring. Please don't ring.
- Don't shame me before the servants.
- Please stop being hysterical.
Now sit down and calm yourself
before they come.
We must get to the bottom of this
once and for all.
Please come in, Elizabeth.
Do you notice anything missing
from this room?
Missing, sir?
No. I don't think so, sir.
Look carefully on the walls.
- There's a little picture missing, sir.
- Exactly.
- Did you take it away?
- No, sir.
Have you ever taken it down
from where it belongs?
- No, sir. Why ever should I?
- Why indeed?
You go to church, don't you?
- To what, sir?
- Church!
Yes, sir.
Please kiss this Bible as a solemn oath
that you've told the truth.
Thank you, Elizabeth. You may go now.
And send Nancy in here at once.
- Nancy.
- Yes, sir.
Gregory, no, not that girl.
I'll say anything. I'll say that I did it.
I'll not have that...
Please! Have the goodness
to control yourself.
This is painful enough
without your making it worse.
Please come back.
Since you've thrown suspicion
on the servants...
they must be cleared of it. Now sit down.
Did you hear what I said?
Sit down.
Come here, Nancy.
A picture has been taken down
from the wall there.
So it has. That's another rum go.
I did not ask
for any comments on your part.
I want to know whether it was you
who took the picture down.
Of course it wasn't, sir.
What would I want to take it down for?
Shall I ask her to kiss the Bible, Paula,
or will you accept her word?
- Of course I'll accept it. Let her go.
- Very well. You may go, Nancy.
Give me that Bible!
There. Do you see? I swear on the Bible
I didn't take that picture down.
Go look for that picture.
So you knew where it was all the time.
I didn't know.
I only looked there because that's
where it was found twice before.
I didn't know, Gregory.
I didn't.
I think you better go to your room.
We're not going to the theater?
I'm afraid you are far from well enough
for the theater.
Now come.
- If it was I who took that picture down...
- lf?
If it was I who took it down
the other times...
if I do all these senseless,
meaningless things...
It's so meaningless.
Why should I take a picture down?
- Then I don't know what I do anymore.
- I know, Paula.
- That's just the trouble.
- But then, if that's true...
then you must be gentle with me.
You must bear with me, please.
Please, Gregory, please.
Now come, Paula.
- You better go to your room.
- What are you going to do?
I'm going out to work and forget all this.
No. Please don't leave me here
all by myself now.
I get so frightened when I am here alone
and you go out night after night.
Frightened? You never
told me that before.
I'm telling you now!
I'm frightened of the house!
I hear noises and footsteps.
I imagine things,
that there are people over the house.
I'm frightened of myself, too.
Gregory, please!
Please don't leave me. Stay with me.
Gregory, take me in your arms, please!
Please. Take me in your arms, Gregory.
I hope to find you better in the morning.
She seems to be getting worse,
doesn't she, sir?
You will please not refer
to your mistress as "she."
Thank you, Nancy.
Gonna work on your tunes
again tonight, sir?
- You're always working, aren't you?
- Yes.
What are you doing
with your evening out?
I'm going to a music hall.
- I've never been to an English music hall.
- You don't know what you've missed, sir.
- You'd like it a lot, sir.
- We must see about that.
And whom are you going
to the music hall with?
Gentleman friend, sir.
Now, you know, Nancy, don't you...
that gentleman friends
are sometimes inclined...
- to take liberties with young ladies?
- No, sir, not with me.
I can take care of myself when I want to.
It strikes me that you're not at all
the kind of girl that your mistress...
- should have for a housemaid.
- No, sir?
She's not the only one
in the house, is she?
Let people find their own places
for the concert.
Just sit where they like.
Those who don't care for music
can go into the smoking room.
- May I come in?
- Brian.
Good evening.
Good evening, Lady Dalroy.
How are you, sir?
- How are you, my boy? Nice to see you.
- Am I the first to arrive?
I have a favor to ask. Are you having
a sit-down supper afterwards?
Yes, and I've put you
next to Laura Pritchard.
I don't like Laura Pritchard.
She's got adenoids.
Nonsense. She's a most agreeable girl,
and I want you to be very nice to her.
Haven't you learned yet
that Mildred is an incurable matchmaker?
I'll be nice to Miss Pritchard another time.
Tonight I want you to be very kind
and put me next to Mrs. Anton. Will you?
- It's most tiresome of you. All right.
- Who's Mrs. Anton?
She's the niece of Alice Alquist.
She used to come here as a child.
Brian told me she was back in London
now and married...
so I invited them to come tonight.
Who's Mr. Anton, by the way?
What does he do?
Where does he come from?
Put me next to her tonight,
and I'll find out for you.
I'm sorry, Brian, but you'll have to
sit next to the Pritchard girl after all.
- The Antons can't come.
- No.
- Letter from her?
- No. From him.
- Him?
- Yes. Apparently she's ill.
Very tiresome of her.
Read it if you want to.
I must go and order the tables.
Come on, Freddy. I want you.
Is that you, Paula?
Yes.
Why are you dressed up like that?
Because tonight
is Lady Dalroy's reception.
But I sent a note.
I know.
I sent a note to say
you were not well enough.
I'm quite well enough, and I want to go.
Lady Dalroy was very kind to me
when I was small...
and I am going.
I must get out of this house,
meet people...
and see a little
of what's going on in the world.
I am going to this reception, Gregory.
Then I'm afraid you'll have to go alone.
Then I must go alone.
I didn't realize this party
meant so much to you.
I'll go and change immediately.
You didn't really think
I would let you go alone, did you?
- I don't know.
- I shan't be a minute.
Come in.
Coo. Did you ring for something, ma'am?
- Yes. Please fetch a cab.
- But I thought you were...
Get a cab, Nancy.
- Is the master going out, too?
- Yes, he is.
- Please hurry.
- Very good, ma'am.
Cabby!
Beckoning a cab on your evening out?
Yes. I'm going out to dinner
at Buckingham Palace, I am.
- I'm gonna have a lovely evening out.
- What's the matter with you?
First they're going out, then they're not.
Changing all my plans.
Never a word to me from him.
You better get along.
They'll be out in a minute.
- See you Sunday?
- Perhaps.
- Usual place?
- Usual place.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Draw your cloak around you. It's damp.
Dalroy House.
- Good night, Nancy.
- Have a nice evening, sir.
You're Paula Anton.
I'm sure you don't remember me.
I do indeed, Lady Dalroy.
It was at the children's party here,
and there was a magician.
- May I introduce my husband, Lady Dalroy.
- How do you do?
I hope you will forgive all the confusion...
but my wife suddenly felt much better,
and we were so anxious to come.
But of course.
You'll find some seats over there.
Seratsky hasn't played yet.
I'll see you later at supper.
- What are you looking at?
- Nothing.
I thought I saw someone I knew, that's all.
My watch is gone.
- I didn't put it there. I swear I didn't put...
- Would you be quiet, please?
Paula, please control yourself.
- Being seen like this in public.
- No.
Come.
I'm very sorry, but I'm afraid
my wife's illness has returned.
- Can I send for a doctor?
- No. If I can just get her home.
We shouldn't have come tonight,
but she was so anxious.
I'm so sorry, Lady Dalroy.
I think it's the most...
I've tried so hard to keep it
within these walls, in my own house.
Now, because you would go out tonight,
the whole of London knows it.
If I could only get inside
that brain of yours...
and understand what makes you
do these crazy, twisted things.
Are you trying to tell me I'm insane?
- That's what I'm trying not to tell myself.
- But that's what you think, isn't it?
That's what you've been hinting
and suggesting for months, ever since...
- Since what?
- Since the day I lost your broach.
Yes, that's when it all began.
No, it began before that.
The first day here,
when I found that letter.
- What letter?
- The one I found among the music...
from that man called Bauer.
Sergis Bauer. Yes, I remember.
Yes, you're right. That's when it began.
I can see you still,
standing there and saying:
"Look at this letter,"
and staring at nothing.
- What?
- You had nothing in your hand.
What?
I was staggered, but I didn't know then...
how much reason I had to be.
- I don't know. What reason?
- I didn't know then about your mother.
What about my mother?
Your mother was mad.
She died in an asylum
when you were a year old.
That's not true.
I've been making inquiries
about Alice Alquist's sister.
I've talked to the doctor who attended her.
- Would you like to see him?
- No.
He described her symptoms to me.
Would you like to hear them?
It began with her imagining things,
that she heard noises, footsteps, voices...
and then the voices began to speak to her.
In the end, she died in an asylum
with no brain at all.
No! Please stop.
Now perhaps you will understand
a lot of things about yourself and me.
Now perhaps you will understand
why I cannot let you meet people.
He must have been rather disappointed
that you left before he could talk to you.
Who?
The man who was sitting behind us.
- Where?
- Tonight.
You only went because you knew
he would be there.
What, Gregory? Who?
The man who bowed to you that day
at the Tower.
Who is he, someone from the past?
Someone you refused, perhaps?
I never met him.
I have no idea who he is.
Who is he?
Why is he dogging my footsteps?
I don't know that he is.
- You lie. Why do you lie to me?
- I never lie to you.
I'm sorry. I should not have said that.
I know you never lie to me. I believe you.
You're not lying. It's worse than lying.
You've forgotten. You've forgotten him
as you forget everything.
But perhaps I'm wrong
to try to handle this myself.
The case is one for people
who know about those things.
We shall have visitors, and shortly.
- A doctor?
- Two.
I believe two is the required number.
Yes?
It's you, Constable.
Good evening, sir.
- Nasty night to be out, isn't it?
- Very nasty, sir, indeed.
Where'd he go?
He didn't get past me as
I came through the alley.
He certainly turned in here.
You must have missed him in the fog.
I'd have heard his footsteps
as he passed, Mr. Cameron.
He must've gone
into the rear of one of these houses.
Yes, but which? And why?
Do you think he could have gone
into his own house?
- If he did, sir, that's not against the law.
- No, but it's against common sense.
Why should he walk out of his own house
and all the way around the corner...
just to get back to where he started from?
But the service entrance to Number 9
is out front.
There's no way into Number 9
from back here.
- Then where did he go?
- Number 5 is empty.
But what would he want to go
into an empty house for?
I don't know, Williams.
Just coming, ma'am.
What is it, ma'am?
- I want you to help me. I'm so tired.
- Yes, ma'am.
Did you turn on the gas?
Did you turn on the gas
anywhere downstairs just now?
Why, no, ma'am. I've had it on
in the kitchen all evening, that's all.
I thought it went down in there,
as if someone...
had turned it on
in some other part of the house.
There's no one in the house
but me, ma'am. Nancy's not back yet.
But the gas comes in pipes, ma'am.
And I expect they get more gas
in the pipes at some times...
than they does at others.
Yes, I suppose that could explain it.
- Do you hear anything?
- Hear anything, ma'am?
- Yes. Up there. Listen.
- Listen to what, ma'am?
Those sounds. Those noises up there.
No, ma'am.
But there are sounds.
Sounds like someone moving about.
- Elizabeth, listen, please.
- There are no noises up there, ma'am.
How could there be?
The whole floor is boarded up.
You know that as well as I do.
No one can't get in up there.
You know, ma'am,
you just imagine things.
Williams, come in. You're early.
Get another cup, will you?
- Sit down. Make yourself comfortable.
- Thank you, sir.
Well?
I don't know what it means,
but this morning around 3:00...
I was standing on the corner of
Thornton Square, looking both ways-like...
and suddenly, who should I see turning up,
but our friend again.
- Coming out of the mews, it looked like.
- Yes?
I got a good look at him
under the lamppost.
I tell you, that man
had been up to something.
What?
I wouldn't undertake to say what exactly...
but he was kind of in a mess.
Clothes untidy, tie all on one side.
Dirt and dust all over, even on his face.
- Had he been in a fight?
- He didn't look like that, sir.
More as though he'd been digging
in a cellar or something.
Have some coffee.
Thank you, sir.
I've had my breakfast already.
Had it in the kitchen at Number 9,
as a matter of fact.
Nancy tell you anything this morning?
If you ask me, Nancy's getting ideas
above her station.
Seems the master told her...
that her mistress might be going away
for quite a long time...
and that he wanted her to stay
and look after him.
The master told her
her mistress might be going away?
That's right, sir.
- A long time, you said?
- Yes, sir.
What do you think that means?
From all you've told me these last weeks,
I should say it could mean...
any one of a number
of quite unpleasant things.
- I've got to get into that house tonight.
- Not while he's there.
- He goes out every evening?
- Right, sir.
Tonight after dinner.
Nancy says he's told her
not to let her mistress see anyone.
Then you'll have to see
that Nancy isn't home tonight.
- Any little thing I can do for the Yard, sir.
- I thought you wouldn't mind.
There's just one thing more though.
How do you know the lady herself
will see you?
I don't know.
Yes.
I think there's a way.
"People who go every night
to places of public amusement...
"can hardly enter into..."
Your mother was mad.
"People who go every night
to places of public amusement...
"can hardly enter
into the fresh gala feeling...
"with which an opera or a concert..."
She died in an asylum with no brain at all.
"The snug comfort of the close carriage...
"...the pleasure of setting out
with companions...
"...the sight of the stars glinting fitfully
through the trees..."
I'm sorry, sir,
but the mistress won't see anyone.
Did she tell you to say that?
You're Elizabeth, aren't you?
- How'd you know my name?
- I know many things about this house.
You're fond of her, aren't you?
You'd like to help her, wouldn't you?
This is your chance because I'm a friend,
and you're going to let me see her.
No. I don't dare, sir. I'd lose me place.
Really, I don't dare...
- My husband isn't here.
- I know that, Mrs. Anton.
It's you I want to see.
Go away. I'm ill. I can't see anyone.
Elizabeth, stop him.
I didn't ask him to come.
Mrs. Anton, my name is Brian Cameron.
You mustn't come here. Go away.
Not until I've given you this.
Look at it, please.
Alice Alquist gave it to me

years ago at Covent Garden.

I was a little boy
overcome with admiration.
Now you'll trust me, won't you?
You.
She gave it to you.
After all these years...
the great admirer she used to make
such a mystery of. A little boy.
Tell me something, Mrs. Anton.
Are you planning
on going away somewhere?

New Bern...

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_Rose

August 6, 2004...

I had a dream this morning, 4:37AM

I woke myself up screaming, who's out there, I'll kill you you sob.   I could hear children talking outside my window, and just before this dream I had another and I could see two adults with two children.

I think the old man actually knew his son killed his wife and children.

 **My Uncle Robert owned a Massey-Ferguson tractor.

**Interestingly enough I encountered a Nurse Ferguson while I was in Prison in 1991, while at a Mental Health Facility, which preceeded the movie Bramer's Nurse, which aired on PBS.   I was also hospitalized after suffering a panic attack in 1998, after having a vision of snakes attacking me.

Kay F Gibbs

Margaret Sanger...

Margaret Sanger
Supported by her two older sisters, Margaret Higgins attended Claverack College and Hudson River Institute, before enrolling in 1900 at White Plains Hospital, as a nurse probationer.  In 1902, she married the architect William Sanger and gave up her education.[10] Though she was plagued by a recurring active tubercular condition, Margaret Sanger bore three children, and the couple settled down to a quiet life in Westchester, New York.

After Sanger's appeal of her conviction for the Brownsville clinic secured a 1918 court ruling that exempted physicians from the law prohibiting the distribution of contraceptive information to women (provided it was prescribed for medical reason), she established the Clinical Research Bureau (CRB) in 1923 to exploit this loophole.[11][46] The CRB was the first legal birth control clinic in the United States, staffed entirely by female doctors and social workers.[47] The clinic received extensive funding from John D. Rockefeller Jr. and his family, which continued to make anonymous donations to Sanger's causes in future decades.[48][49]

John D. Rockefeller Jr. donated five thousand dollars to her American Birth Control League in 1924 and a second time in 1925.[50] In 1922, she traveled to China, Korea, and Japan. In China she observed that the primary method of family planning was female infanticide, and she later worked with Pearl Buck to establish a family planning clinic in Shanghai.[51] Sanger visited Japan six times, working with Japanese feminist Kato Shidzue to promote birth control.[52] This was ironic, since ten years earlier Sanger had accused Katō of murder and praised an attempt to kill her.[53]

Sanger may have been entangled with Dorothy Parker in New York.  Kay thinks Parker lived in a small building in New York and then moved to the Flat Iron or that she was visiting there during one of their writer's meetings.  Kay also thinks she was involved in the Ernest Louis Duke of Hess' history with his brother "Fritty", who Kay found in 1975, to have jumped from an open window upon his brother's suggestion that he fly, if he thought he were a bird.  Frederick Hohenstaufen was a falconer and this may have been some of his history.  Kay discovered an essay online noting this fact about Hohenstaufen.  It was claimed he gifted Ibn Sina with a polar bear and in 1982, Kay won a polar bear at the State Fair.
 

Psychiatric apparatus...

 

What are you looking for? updated

"I am looking for Satan" ~ looking for evil?
  I think the Exorcist finding is part of this history.

Freud was looking for Moses.

Backward shooting gun...

http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BackwardsFiringGun

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0081572/?ref_=nm_flmg_act_1

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/snoopdogg/superman.html

 

Check this...

http://kayfgibbsstayingalive.blogspot.com/search?q=ohio+penitentiary

Law and Order SUV...

Russian Love Poem

Great talent, beautiful voice, but I don't really know her.

Did you know that she and her aunt had been killed? No! No! How tragic.

Who would hurt Sonya or her aunt? That's what we want to know.

You want to confess to that too? I didn't kill Sonya! But I killed Harlin.

Please arrest me.

ECU?

Nudity 1971

I purchased a desk like this...

in Wilmington at the Salvation Army Thrift...

 



Oliphant - Dreamcather...

Bernard Gold ~ Bernard Quaritch Firm - Oriental Rugs

 Sherman Adams

Kay was in the LaGuardia Airport in 1974 when she witnessed a young man and woman picking up an oriental rug and walking it out of the airport while she was waiting to pick up her duffle bag.

Adams was forced to resign in 1958, when a House subcommittee revealed Adams had accepted an expensive vicuña overcoat and oriental rug[5] from Bernard Goldfine, a Boston textile manufacturer who was being investigated for Federal Trade Commission violations. Goldfine, who had business with the federal government, was cited for contempt of Congress when he refused to answer questions regarding his relationship with Adams.[6] The story was first reported to the public by muckraking journalist Jack Anderson

101 OLIPHANT (Laurence). Narrative of the Earl of Elgin's Mission to

China and Japan (in 1857-59). 2 vols., 8vo., with coloured plate

50 woodcuts, and 5 maps; cloth 1869

106 WADE (H. T.). With Boat and Gun in the Yangtze Valley, 4to., with

maps and illustrations; cloth Shanghai, 1895 0 15

A practical cyclopaedia, indispensable to the sportsman in China. 108 YULE. CATHAY AND THE waY THITHER ; being a Collection of Mediaeval

Notices of China. Translated and edited by Col. HENRY YULE. 2

vols., 8vo., with 3 maps and 2 illustrations; cloth ; scARCE
Hakluyt Soc., 1866 9