sam: ellen! ellen! knock it off will you? sam. -sam.-hi, nate. i don't know where to put thedamn cannon. it's not in the blueprints.i'm not a mind reader. mrs. armstrong wantedit right in front... -i told her a hundred times.-honey, she changed her mind.
if it's not in the blueprintwith her initials on it, i can't anchor a quarter-inchnail. alright, nate.i'll talk to her. woman: ellen! she changes her minda hundred times a day. -i have to go to vancouver.-well, i'll miss you. nate: i want a blueprint withher initials on it or i can't do anything. -i'll see you tonight.-alright.
do you understand that, sam? what's the matter with you?you look all petered out. (rock and roll music playing) (music getting louder) (music stops)chris, please. -i forgot.-mrs. armstrong... i know, i know. oh, ellen. what about saturday nights?
oh. i'll see what i can do. okay. (knocking) mrs. armstrong:come in. i'm decent. oh, ellen. you forgot to sendthe letter to ministerperkins. now don't touch that package. that's sam's wedding present,and yours. armand: where are you goingfor your honeymoon? oh, we haven't decided yet.
ellen, there'll be nohoneymoon until i get rid of this whiteelephant and sam finishes that damnmuseum. unless sam gets his jobin san francisco. but ellen, when i said he hasto finish that museum first,i mean it. i mean, ever since i marriedsam's father, i realized that boy wasspoiled. he is. he's spoiled rotten. and ellen, i've tried to bemuch more than a stepmotherto sam.
armand, why don't you work onthe stretch marks? okay, gladys. uh, mrs. armstrong. where were we? minister perkins. oh, yes of course.i've made some notes. "dear minister perkins, "as you know, i am presentlybuilding a museum on myestate "in the memory of mylate husband,
"general gregory armstrong "and that i am planning "to donate..." uh, bequeath? donate. "the museum, the houseand most of the grounds "for a royal air forceprep school. "it was my late husband's wishthat underprivileged children "should be trained to fightin our defense."
oh darling, that feels... armand, that feels so good. now. "the museum will be used toexhibit my husband'smemoraphilia." memorabilia. "from world war i,world war ii, world war..." let's say "various policeactions." "in which he distinguishedhimself brilliantly." "the museum will be supportedby my club,
"the women's auxiliary ofthe veterans association "and i would appreciateyour..." go in a little lower, dear. "i would..." what? "i would appreciate yourcooperation..." yes. and "sincerely,gladys armstrong." oh, by the way. chris wants saturday nightsoff instead of thursdays.
but she just got here. ellen, i just don't knowwhether she's capable ofbeing an executive secretary. what about saturdays? we'll see, we'll see. (phone rings) mrs. armstrong's residence. this is mrs. racine. is armand there? chris: is he one of the workmen on the museum?
no. if he was there, he wouldbe working in... mrs. armstrong's bedroom. (crash) chris: you mean the masseur? (laughs) mrs. racine: well, that... that's what he calls himself. he left hours ago. are you sure?
(ship's horn blowing) -hi.-hi. has mrs. armstrong left yet? -she's at the curling club.-oh. hey, didn't you see thisletter in the mailbox? i brought in the mailthis morning. i don't see how you missed it. it's from my sister. my uncleis very ill. i have to leave for torontotonight.
oh, i'm sorry, ellen.i didn't see it. well, that's alright.has sam called? -huh?-has sam called? oh, i don't think so. i'll have to try to reach himat the studio. is there anything i can do? oh, yes. would you go to the basementand bring me my blue suitcase? the one with the zipper.
can i help you, miss? yes. i have an appointmentwith dr. kincaid. may i have your name, please? ellen hardy. janice. tell dr. kincaid ms. hardyis here. she's over there. thank you, janice. -hello, good to see you.-hello. thank you.
i'll bring your brother andsister up to the handicraftroom. -it's a good place to talk.-alright. dr. kincaid: i can't tellyou how relieved i am. it would have been so unfairto act without you. well, i've been very anxiousto know what's happened. well, george turned 18.we can't keep him hereany longer, but we don't want to send himon to an adult institutioneither. we're going to recommend thatgeorge be ready for a partin society. oh.
what about mandy? well, it would be a crimeto leave her behind. she and george have beentogether too long. i talked to the boardsyesterday. they're willing to go alongwith me and release her also. i think the courts will agreewith us. i feel that an adultrehabilitation center would dissipate everythingthat we've done here. it would be like saying tomandy and george,"you've failed
"and therefore you must spendthe rest of your lives inconfinement." that leaves you, ellen. there would be no questionof their release, if you were to assume custody. don't try to makea decision now. i want you to ask mequestions. you've got to put everythingout in the open. not just for your sake, but for mandy's and george's.
oh... i guess it... never has been decided, which of them did it. it's just so hard for me tobelieve that it was both of them. could have been. you see? that's what i mean. you still don't know after allthese years and...
-well, it would seem to me...-they've come further than youthese past 12 years, ellen. they can at least talkabout it. last week, a survey team fromottawa was here. it wasn't what mandy said, it was the way she said it. "my mother and father are deadbecause we were jealous ofour older sister." now you've got to be able tolive with that as easily asthey have to. do they know why i'm here? yes.
down at the end of the hall. i'll talk to you afterwards. (sound of children laughing) (children singingplayground songs) -ellen.-(ellen gasps) mandy. well, hi. you look wonderful. i can't get over how muchyou've grown.
you haven't been herein awhile. i know. where's george? oh, he's coming. he wanted to spend a fewminutes in the mad room. hello, ellen. you're as tall as i am. don't i get a hug orsomething? we'd better talk in thedining-room.
-can't we talk here?-if we don't go now, wecan't eat. it's right this way. mandy: it's good to see you,ellen. -hello.-woman: ms. hardy? i have your call to vancouver island. thank you. ellen? ellen: yes, it's me. where are you, dear?
when are you coming back?everything's been insanearound here. have you made your plane reservations yet? gladys, i don't know how totell you this, but... my uncle died. oh, i'm sorry to hear that. i really am, ellen. when is the funeral? can you bury him tomorrow? gladys, you don't understand.
my brother and sister are tooyoung to be left alone. i'm going to have to take careof them now. oh, i thought the boy was in his 20s. no. george is 18and mandy is 16. oh, i see. well, we do have twoguestrooms. well, i hate to impose. oh don't be silly, ellen. after all, you're practicallyone of the family now,aren't you, dear?
tell me. what did sam sayabout all this? oh, i'm going to put a call in to sam now. i'm sure when you get back,we'll all sit down and figureout what's best and sam will probably tell youthe same thing. when can we expect you back, dear? saturday. alright, dear. if you needanything, you phone me and i'll take care ofeverything here. i mean, i'll see thateverything's ready for them.
goodbye, ellen. what was all that about? that was your ellen. why didn't you let metalk to her? she's going to call you, dear. you're going to hear all aboutit soon enough. oh sam, sam, sam. you've really got yourselfinto something this time, sam. you'd better start making alot of money. you are going toneed it.
look. i gather that her uncledied. is that who the funeralis for? yes, and she's bringing herlittle sister and big brotherhome to you. isn't that sweet? she didn't want me to tellyou about it. i don't blame her. she wantsto spring this one on youherself. i must admit, that girl hasa lot of nerve. gladys, why don't you juststay the hell off her back? -i'm gonna call her.-sam, you had better listen tome first.
just what is it you're tryingto tell me? she is using you, you idiot. she's taking advantage ofyour generosity. but of course, i never didunderstand why the hell youhave to marry her. well first of all, it's noneof your damn business. it's my life and it's whati want to do with it. what i want to do with ellenis up to me. you get the message, gladys? i can't change the position ofthose windows without ablueprint.
-now, you know that.-who the hell let that dog inthe house? that dog never is allowed. chris! chris! i don't know where you wantyour entrance. i'll put yourentrance in the back if you... and you stay outside. you ring the doorbell. alwaysyou ring the doorbell. now will you please get thatanimal out of this house? (shouting) will you please?and you stay outside, and when i get damn good andready i'll come outside
and i will feed you. she means she'll give youyour orders. yeah, whatever. feed me. chris: major! here major! ellen: goodbye. (children saying farewells) goodbye dr. kincaid. -dr. kincaid: goodbye ellen.-ellen: thank you. ellen: oh, don't be silly.it's just a harmless story.
-it's not right to lie, ellen.-they're asking too manyquestions. mandy: uncle harry hardy diedof cancer when he was 62. it's wrong, ellen. you can'tdo this to us. it's unfair. you just can't make us lie. oh, let's not go throughall that again. please. but it's fantasy, ellen.that's not the way to live. i just want to give people achance to get to know youfirst.
there will be a time whenwe can bring all of it outinto the open. it's against the grain. but i know mrs. armstrong,and i know these people. i know what they'll think. i don't want to make waves but i hate to be party toa lie. i hate lies. they trap youand pin you down. you... i'll try, ellen. for your sake.
but it's sick. can i give you some advice,ellen? about mandy? i wish you would. well, she can't stand anybodybeing mean to her. that's the only timeshe'll cry. i wasn't being mean to her. well, maybe you didn't thinkso. it's not what you saidexactly. it's how you said it.
you sounded kind of likea general. -a general?-can i have a coke, please? of course. -i...-oh... take a dollar. she's gonna make me go backto school. i'll bet on it. i'd much rather geta job. it's sam that worries me. i'm sure he'll resent us.
you always look on the darkside of things. well, put yourselfin his place. -put yourself in his place.-i don't have to. you know i'm right. crap. who cares if you're right? well, i was thinking ofellen too. well, if we're going to starta family again... do you really like her?
i haven't decided yet. neither have i. well, give her a chance. i'm doing it, i'm doing it,but i'm... i'm not gonna bend everywayshe bends. "uncle harry." what a lot ofcrap that is. at least i stood up to her. you want her to send us back? i don't think she would.
well, maybe not. but i'm notgonna take any chances. hi. oh, i missed you. we'll talk later. i wantto meet mandy and george. -i'm sam aller.-hi. i don't care what you heardabout me. don't believe it. i'm really much nicerthan that. i'm delighted to haveyou both here. you know i almost missedthe ferry here. the freeway...
come on, honey. sam: well, i'll never forgetmy first encounter with nate. i was fresh out of architectschool and i had just designed thisfantastic new roof. -i was really proud of it.-ellen: this is really funny. sam: well, i gave the jobto nate and i was called out of townfor a few days. when i got back, would you believe nate had putthe roof on the wrong house?
george: you're kidding me.you could sue for a milliondollars. sam: i wouldn't have a leg tostand on.(ellen laughs) -hi!-chris: hi! welcome home. nate's a little difficult toexplain. you really have to meetnate and then you'll have todraw your own conclusions. chris: boy am i glad to seeyou home. how have thingsbeen going? ellen: oh, okay. george, i'll leave the rest ofthe bags in the porch for you. -sam: bye, honey.-ellen: wait. where are yougoing?
well, i've got to go into townto do some things. i'll beback later. -i can't wait to see my room!-goodbye, honey. mandy, say hello to chris. chris, this is mandyand this is george. ellen: where ismrs. armstrong? chris: oh, um... -she's...-come on, mandy. she's upstairs,getting a massage. ellen: let's go up toour rooms, first.
is there anythingi can do, ellen? -yes, you can help us unpack.-okay. -ellen: come on, mandy.-chris: i made some freshcoffee. would you like some? -ellen: i would love somecoffee, thank you.-chris: right. mandy? george? i have to talk with you,ellen. sure. where's george? i don't know, but...
but i've got to talk to you. what is it? george and i are goingto need a mad room. we need a place to think. a place to work things out. well, you have your rooms. no, it doesn't work that way. when i get tight inside,i need to go someplace alone.
well, don't you feel pressure,ellen? -of course i do.-then what do you do? oh, i try to keep busy.take my mind off of it. well, some people takelong walks. well, i try not to live withinmyself, mandy. we've got to have a room,ellen. that's what we'reaccustomed to. we get steamed and we needsomeplace to let it out. ellen: i wish there wassomeplace.
oh, there's the basement. no. it won't work. not for me. it's a hang-up. why? one of the punishments at theinstitution was to be sent tothe basement. hm... i don't remember leavingthat drawer open. i really wish therewas someplace.
what about the stairwayat the end of the hall? does it lead to an attic? no. it used to be thegeneral's study, but it's off-limits. mrs. armstrong is storingsome of his documents there. she won't even let chrisin the room. we wouldn't touch a thing. it's much too dangerous,though. if mrs. armstrong ever foundout that i...
oh, please, ellen. is it really that important? alright. i'll take you up there, but you'll have to be very,very careful. we will be, ellen.we promise. when you come in here,lock the door and when you leave be sureand lock it again. oh, this will be fine.
why would anyone want tosave all this stuff? well, nobody else wouldtake it. (laughing) (barking) (growling) you know, this is onejob i hate. feeding those dogs. she keeps them half-starved. i can't look at them.
if they're fat,they don't run. i always thought it wasa cruel sport. -kelly raised dogs.-who? he was our math teacher but he dyed his hairand i always think strange things about menwho dye their hair. always knock onmrs. armstrong's door. she keeps her false teeth in a glass of waterand you gotta
give her time to get them in. this morning i came in with her breakfasttray and she gives me thisbig smile and the water starts drippingdown her chin. -disgusted?-yep. kelly had warts on the backof his hand. whenever he got nervous,he used to rub them. one day, one of his dogsbit him and we all celebrated.(chuckling) i hate to tell you where,though. his old lady couldhave killed him.
so, let's drink a toast.to the future! the future, sam. your future.(laughs) oh yes, and you know,we must think of your bigsister's future. my mind hasn't stopped working since she phoned me fromtoronto and said she was bringing you twochildren home. now. i know that ellen isgoing to agree with meabout this. i've always favored theparochial school acrossthe bay. i've investigated itthoroughly
and it's a modern, progressiveinstitution. no dormitories, only twoto a room. well, perhaps you'renot catholic? i'm not catholic. oh well, that doesn'treally matter. what was your uncle? lutheran.lutheran, sometimes. oh, well then, you'relutheran. no, i'm not a lutheran.
well... surely they must have beengiven some religious training. i know, i know.children are never atheists. maybe they're agnostics. they were reared asself-realists. uncle had great faith inthe science of mind. you'll be graduating in a yearanyway. george: no. no, i believe i'mwhat you call a junior. a junior?
oh, no. ellen, didn't you sayhe was 18? yes, i did. he lost a year. george: it was more like twoyears, to be exact.wasn't it, ellen? oh that's right.it was two years. it was asthma but he hasn't had an attacksince he was nine or ten. no, but it was a very strangecase of asthma.
it baffled nearly every doctorin toronto. i would always get a severeattack whenever the moon was full. you could set your watchby it. (ellen laughing nervously) oh! (laughing) mrs. armstrong: well, i neverdid like straight answers. they're so square. i can see that georgie and iare going to be buddies.
well, tell me, dear.what were you majoring in? gee, i...i really don't know. mrs. armstrong: surely by 18you must have some specialhobby or interest. what did your uncle do? shoe salesman. well, the poor man deservesa great deal of credit. oh, darling. you must have been veryfond of your uncle. tell me.
when exactly did yourauntie pass away? that was some time ago. yeah, they were divorcedand then she died. we don't remember hertoo well. mrs. armstrong: well...(laughs) please excuse mandy.she has a nervous stomach. in fact, she was sickon the ferry. i'm sure she'll be alrightby tomorrow, though. mrs. armstrong: oh, i'mso sorry. i didn't realize howlate it was.
why don't you two go upstairs?you must be exhausted. -yes. may i please be excused?-certainly. thank you, mrs. armstrong. -you're very welcome.-george, see you in themorning. i'm going to be excusednow too. mrs. armstrong: chris, would you please get me acomplete reference on agnosticism first thingin the morning? agnosticism.
well, are you about ready? yes. just let me get a scarf. where are you two going so... late? who is in here? how did you get in here? -mandy, how did you get inthis room?-i didn't do any harm. how did you get in this room? -the door was open.-you're lying.
you're lying. that dooris always locked. now your sister knows thatno one is ever allowedup here. did she open the door for you? i didn't touch anythingand i won't. i'm not interested in anythingin this room. mandy, i am not accusingyou of stealing. i just want to know how thatdoor got open. that is my only concern. well, if you'll let meexplain, i'm sure you'llunderstand.
it has to be a roomthat's special. like a chapel, where you goand pray. i call it my mad room. only, i don't pray. i work out my problems. does ellen know about this... game of yours? mandy: it's not a game. yes, she knows.
george, come here. come in here. now i want you two to payclose attention to me. there is a rule in this house. no one is ever allowedup here. yes, ma'am. we'll find someother place. there is no other place. there's no other place.i've looked. there's nothing butthe basement.
and you know how i feelabout basements. when we got out of line,they used to put us... my uncle used to put us in thebasement. i couldn't make it down there. i'd feel like i was beingpunished. i promise you. i won't toucha thing. not even an ashtray. george. find ellen and tell heri want to see her right away.
dear, tell me. is this... secret place of yoursall that important? have you always hadsuch a place? since i can remember. what did you finally doat your uncle's house? your uncle. oh he... he finally let us use hisworkshop.
but i... i still do not understandwhy you go there. what do you do there exactly? when you feel trapped, you search for a way out and if you stop running longenough to sit down withyourself, you find out the truth. and most of the time, you find you have no oneto blame but yourself.
but dear, tell me. what is it you have to blame yourself for? i used to get into a lotof trouble. people resented me,hated me. i finally figured out why. i used to ask too manypersonal questions. i didn't know how to mindmy own business. well, when you get older,
you'll probably settlefor a good massage. i can't seem to find her. oh, that's right. she went fora walk with sam. they walk for hours and hoursand hours. i was telling mrs. armstrongthat we used to use uncle'sworkshop. uh huh. that's right. let's all go to bed now. go to your rooms.i'm exhausted. i'll discuss this withyour sister.
i said go to your rooms. now. i want to see you in my room. mrs. armstrong: come in. close the door. ellen, i don't think yourealize how disturbed i am. do you know that there's alack of conviction in everysingle answer? you're all being evasive. it's like you're hiding somebig, dark secret. now what is it? did you uncledie of leprosy or syphilis,or what?
ellen: they're justuncomfortable. that's allit is. this house is a strange placefor them and everything has been sosudden and new. they don't know what's goingto happen to them tomorrow.you can understand that. you are still lying to me andi do not like it. well, i don't like it either. mrs. armstrong: i don'tlike the way you're talkingto me. ellen: what lies? what did mandy say?
you know, ellen? i alwaysthought that you would give mecredit for sensing falsehood. but then again, i never did actually thinkthat you would give me reasonto distrust you. now tell me. why did you let those childrenuse the study, without getting mypermission first? i didn't think you'd mind,really. and as a matter of fact,i was going to tell you aboutit, in the morning. how nice of you.
but, i do not like the urgencyabout it. and i do not understand theirneed for an isolated mad room. they've been through so much. well, i guess i was justtrying to make them feel athome. i thought i could do it here. alright ellen, here. i found that in the study. well, pick it up. pick it up.
look what's under the cover. this is really very simple. you see, when ourparents died... mandy did have her problemsand... well this place is likea clinic. we did have her in theinstitution for a few years. but she's fine now, just fine. well, gladys you canunderstand why i wanted tohide this. i mean, you know how peopleare. they get strange ideas.
yes, ellen. but the reality is that i'mgoing to call toronto inthe morning. if there is anything else, iwould rather here it from you. ellen, sit down. come on, sit down. now, believe it or not, iunderstand what you feel forsam. if you hide things from himnow, he is never going totrust you. do you understand that? i am talking to you likefamily now.
ellen, why can't you letme help you? well, gladys, there's reallynothing to help. look, young lady, i ampsychiatrically oriented.you know that! if there's something aboutyour past, i can help youwith it. now tell me. people don'thide these things anymore. alright, i'll call toronto. that's all. i'll find outabout it anyway. alright! well let me tell youwhat it was like,
in our house. my mother wouldn't wearmaternity clothes, because she didn't wantanybody to know shewas pregnant. she never forgave my father. always claimed that he wascareless. she didn't tolerate me until i was old enough totake care of the other twochildren. i knew she hated them. my father was poor.
she blamed him for everything. i had to keep the peace. he always took her side. i remember that night wasso cold. we didn't have any firewood. we couldn't afford any. we were freezing. my mother threatened to leave. so.
so my father, took our toys. and broke them up and, burned them all, in the stove so we could keep warm. i was only fourteen. but i'll never forget theblood on the bed sheets. mommy's and daddy's. ellen.
they were ripped, and slashed, to pieces in their sleep. with a butcher knife. we never found out who did it. it was mandy. or george. or both. forgive them.
they were four and six, when ithappened. they don't remember. oh, my god. my god. they're your flesh and blood. this must have been a veryhard thing for you to livewith, ellen. (stuttering) but you have to appreciate myposition, i mean...
what do you expect me to do? well, you mustn't blame them.they just had to find a way out. you don't know what it waslike, living like that. well, uh. you see, i'm all alone inthe world now. and... i wouldn't feel comfortablewith those children in thehouse, ellen. and, to be perfectly honesti'd be scared to death.
well, you wanted the truth. yes, i'm grateful. i'm very grateful. you'd better tell sam aboutthis, ellen. i mean, if you two are... planning a family... it's not fair to him, is it? oh, i'm gonna tell sam. well, tell him soon.
i'd like to be alone now,dear. (dog barking outside) (rock music playing loudly) c'mon, c'mon! yes, you can come in thehouse. come with mommy. c'mon! i need you. come on. c'mon darling, c'mon!come on, major. major, come in honey.
major! major! major, you selfish bitch! (screaming) where is she? i knew it all the time. oh, god damn you! damn you! george, stop it. stop it, george!
(struggling) (panting) stop it! stop it! it was george. i knew it all the time, itwas george. -i'll kill you!-ellen: shut up! both of you, just be quiet! don't talk. i don't care which of youdid it.
i don't care! i'm not gonna fall to pieces. for once, i'm gonna take somethingfor myself. i have to! i've given all i can. i can't give anymore. mandy, uh... mandy hada nightmare. i don't know what's wrong withme. i can't get to sleepeither.
i think i'll have some hotmilk. -can i get you something...-no! no, everything's alright now. well, do you think she'd mindif i took a small glass ofport? it's only when i can't sleep. -and i thought with the...-im sure she wouldnt mind. are you sure there's nothing ican do? goodnight, chris. goodnight.
im not going through itagain. all the questions. all the people staring. all the people crowding you. and the people runningaway from you! and then the hiding. and the lies. i just won't go through itagain. send her back.
i know that you didit, george. but i don't hate you for it. oh, damn you and mandy. i'm not thinking of you! i'm not thinking of eitherof you! right now, i'm thinking ofmyself. i'm gonna start living formyself! and for sam. now both of you, go to yourrooms.
-what are you gonna do?-i dont know what im gonnado. i've gotta have time to think. but i want one thingunderstood, right now. and you listen to me. nothing, has happened here. absolutely, nothing hashappened! now, do you understand that? do you? george, go do as i toldyou. right now.
now! i know that he did it. he told me to stay in myroom and be quite. he was in the hall. i couldhear him. just get out of here. you're early. ah, yes. mrs. armstrong wantsyou to go to vancouver, today. today? just as soon as you'vefinished feeding the dogs.
she's expecting some importantdocuments from manitoba. you're to go to the georgiastreet post office and inquire at generaldelivery. what about breakfast? oh, ill take care of that.mandy and george arent evenup yet, and she just wantsthis glass of juice. yes? she doesn't expect me to beback in time for dinnerdoes she? no. in fact you can take thelast ferry home.
-morning, chris.-hi, sam. -where's ellen?-upstairs. i want you to come downstairs. do i have to? it's just another day. -who is it?-it's ellen. what do you want? it's a beautiful morning. sam: ellen?
i have to go into town.do you need anything? no, i don't think so. -good morning.-good morning. where is everyone? oh, mandy and georgeoverslept, so they're justgetting out of bed. and gladys had to go up toprince rupert. i never did get that straight. there were some importantdocuments or letters, orsomething of your father's that had beenlost for years.
she also said she wantedto do some painting. i don't know where she getsher energy! where is mrs. armstrong? she promised she'd meet me.we were gonna finalize all thedetails of the construction. now where is she? oh, im sorry nate. she hadto go to prince rupert. she said she'd be backtonight but to tell you the truth idon't expect her till tomorrowmorning. sam, i've got all theseelectricians waiting for meout there.
she hasn't told me whereshe wants to put thechandelier. i know where i'd like to putthe chandelier. nate, look, i'll be outin a few minutes, alright? alright, bye. sam, i'm not gonna be ableto see you tonight. why not, ellen? well, i promised mandy andgeorge that i'd take themto vancouver. they need some new clothesvery badly. sam, did you order theair conditioner?
well, it's here. the people from peterson'sare unloading it off the truck -i don't have any place toput it.-alright, nate. -i can't leave it out in therain to rust.-alright. -i can't put it in thebasement.-alright, fine. i can't put it in the attic.she won't let me. -i have to build a shelter. inorder to build a shelter i...-let's go. (door shuts) you can help me feed the dogs.
you sure have taken thelong way. well, i saw you from thekitchen window heading for thebay and i thought... yeah. you probably just neededsomebody to help you carrythe pail. have it your way. did you really follow me outhere? now, don't just stand there.i'm already an hour late! look, i want you to put thefolding chairs in the livingroom and the food on the table. put the hot food in thekitchen, till we're readyto eat.
oh, i don't know why i haveto tell you all this. you've already done it amillion times before. oh, my god. gladys? -gladys?-mrs. erickson? i don't know why i alwayshave to chair these meetings. -i don't know why she can'tdo it herself.-wait. don't tell me she hasn'teven come downstairs yet! no she's... i'm going right up and get herthis very instant if i have todrag her out myself.
she isn't here! i don't believe it. she had to go to princerupert. but why didn't you call me? well, to tell you the truth, ijust didn't think of it. i mean, i was not here whenthe arrangements were made. i forgot, i'm sorry. oh, i can just hear her now. sally erickson, will handleeverything when i'm gone.
i could just kill her. (party chattering) i didn't get an invitation,but i felt i ought to make acontribution. oh, well i'm sure you arequite welcome. i decided mrs. armstrongought to get some of hermoney back! i dont have to tell you,ladies, that from the verybeginning we decided this museumwas going to be acommunity project. now, this committee wasformed so mrs. armstrongwould not have to carry the load all by herself.
unfortunately, mrs. armstronghad to leave town on business. but i am sure, when shereturns, we will be able to tellher we've gone over the top and have given until it hurts. ellen will take down eachpledge. i pledge $1,000. mrs. smithers pledges $1,000. mrs. samuel h. brown,what do you pledge? ladies, please ladies!i must have order!
i pledge one free massageand all the benefits thatgo with it! if you didn't hear me, i pledge one massageto each woman in this room. in other words, along withgetting a plaque, each donor gets a freemassage from my husband armand. he gives the greatestmassage in the world. if you don't believe me,ask mrs. armstrong. i repeat!
one free massage with every donation. why, the great armandwill bring joy to your body! he'll rid you of yourwrinkles. and take that fat away fromyour midriff. well! do i have any offers? don't raise your hand, justraise your leg. stop it, you don't realizewhat you're saying.
you're just making a fool ofyourself! now, you know it's true.you know what goes on here. or is he taking care of youtoo? -mrs. racine...-don't you think i know thati'm married to a male whore? don't you think i know thathe's gone away with mrs.armstrong? don't lie to me! why, you should have seen himthis morning. i have to go away, i won't beback until tomorrow. it's business.
it came up ratherunexpectedly. i'm sure you'll understand. can't she go anywherewithout him? well i've had it! and if you think, that mrs.armstrong is gonna get awaywith it, you're crazy! are you all having a goodtime? oh, you can talk about thisone for years to come! ah, especially you mrs. ellis! how do you do, mrs. ellis?
how come, mrs. ellis, yourback aches every time yourhusband's in ottawa? well. anybody like a drink? why don't we toast thegreat armand? better yet, why don't we buildhim a museum? i'm sorry. i have some very bad newsfor you. you see, he has gone off withmrs. armstrong. and so you're all just gonnahave to suffer through thenight.
ladies, just continue themeeting.i'll take care of her. mrs. racine? i just want to talk to you. are you alright? mrs. racine, please answer me. (bottle breaks) mrs. racine! ladies, please go backdownstairs. there's reallynothing you can do. give her this, it will help.
i think the best thing to dois just to leave her alone. she'll be much better off. who's locked in the bathroom?women, quiet down! (siren) (ellen singing) ♪ water, water, wildflowers ♪ we are sure to die ♪ accepting ellen hardy ♪ she is the finest flower ♪ fie, fie, fie for shame
♪ turn about and tell your beau's name ♪ sam ♪ mister sam is a nice young man ♪ he comes to the door with his hat in his hand ♪ down she comes ♪ all dressed in silk ♪ a rose at her bosom ♪ as white as milk ♪ she takes off her gloves
♪ and shows me her ring ♪ tomorrow ♪ the wedding begins ♪ water water wildflowers ♪ growing up so high ♪ we are loyal ♪ (footsteps) i missed the last bus. i hope i didn't cause youany trouble.
mrs. armstrong left rightafter you did. she hasn't returned yet. oh, good. did you get those papers? no, i went to the post office,twice. that's strange. we'll try again next week. yeah. well, goodnight.
i mean, good morning. -keep your voice down.-get out of here. it was ellen. it's been ellen all the time. it was always me, and now it'sellen, huh? i saw her, in the bathroom. i could hear her singing. blood all over. she kept dipping into itand drawing on the wall.
it hasn't been natural, theway she's acted. no real shock or remorse. and the deceit and lies! don't you understand? it's never been you, it'snever been me! you were always so surethat i did it. why did you think it was me? -the same reason that i...-but last night's different! i remember last night, ihaven't closed it out,i know it wasn't me!
-i know. it was ellen.-let me think. it was ellen all the time. i can't. i can't believe that. i know it wasn't me. i was in my room. i heard mrs. armstrong callthe dog. who's gonna listen to you?kincaid? is that what you're afraid of?
what difference does it make?it's too late now. not for yourself. to know, after twelve years. mrs. armstrong wasmangled in the rocks. she was painting, she slippedand she fell. they'll believe that. maybe. i know it's true, yet i can'tbelieve it. i thought i told you to stayin your room, mandy.
im not gonna put up withyou anymore. i've had to put up with youall my life. but i'm not going to anymore. see that thumb? have you forgotten i can seethrough that thumb? i can hold up that thumb, andsee exactly where you are. no matter where you try tohide. with this thumb, i can see in the dark.
i can see into that hard headof yours. i know exactly what youare going to do. when you were little, mandy, i had to give you and georgemy things. i don't have to anymore. i can see through you, mandy. now, go get george.i want to speak with you both,downstairs. i'm gonna have to send youto live with your cousin. you'll be better off with her.
but we don't have a cousin. marjorie lytell is ourcousin. but, we were told that shewas dead. a long time ago. well, you're both confused.she's very much alive. in fact, she's expectingyou tomorrow. so, go up and startpacking your things. where have you been? sam's outside.
sam: hi. i just got your message. iseverything alright? oh, sam, there's somethingi have to tell you. it's about mandy and george. i'm going to send them tolove with my cousin, marj, ingolf. it'll be so good for them. i realized this morning thatwe just couldn't keep them. honey, i told you we couldmake this thing work. i like 'em!
they're nice kids! no, i just couldn't handle it. well let's give them a chance. sam, i've already called her,and she's willing totake them. well, how do the kidsfeel about it? why, i haven't told them yet. look ellen... i know it's gonna be a shockto them. but i thought if i just satdown with them tonight alone,
and explained it all verycarefully, that they'dunderstand. -is gladys back yet?-no. alright, i want you tohave her sign these papers. -now i've got to have 'emby tomorrow morning.-okay. honey? are you sure this is what youwant to do? well, of course i'm sure! well, arent you happy? it'll all be over within justa few days, and then wecan get married!
here boy. have a piece of beef jerky. c'mon. c'mon, now, sit up! sit up, boy. you can't even sit upor do anything, can you? you don't want the beef jerky? did you ever see a dog thatdid not eat beef jerky before? have you ever seen a dogthat didn't eat beef jerky?
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