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The Bad Eye
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Beautiful little Mary Marino was ďoverlookedĒ in childhood - transmitted the power of mal occhio - the bad eye. Now a strega (witch), will she use her ability to heal, or create hell?

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The Bad Eye is a story about the power of Italian Voodoo - mal occhio. Mary Marino is cursed with this ability, but wants to escape the tyranny of her “old country” family. She and her sister day-trip on a ferry to isolated Rose Island, thinking it’s a tourist destination. She meets Harris Farnham, a handsome, but roguish Yankee, living with his lecherous brother and racist father on the island’s only farm. After Harris and Mary are wed, she tries to turn her back on the past and her unearthly gifts. When Harris is severely injured, and her powers cannot heal him, Mary must choose between God and the Devil.

The Bad Eye

is a punitive plot in the supernatural genre with a strong female protagonist.


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THE BAD EYE
by
Butane MacLane

FADE IN:
EXT. PROVIDENCE, FEDERAL HILL - DAY - 1927
A hunchback HURDY-GURDY MAN cranks ďO SOLE MIOĒ from an
barrel organ. His scruffy monkey begs with a tin cup.
Immigrant ITALIANS haggle with pushcart VENDORS over wares:
live chickens and rabbits trapped in wooden cages, whole fish
with glazed eyes, chestnuts, garlic, cheese and red tomatoes.
ASSUNTA MARINO, short and swarthy, old for her forty years,
tows her beautiful child, MARY, aged six. The little girl has
luminous blue eyes the color of the sky.
They pass by an OPERA-SINGING BARBER shaving a CUSTOMER,
a TAILOR with a mouthful of pins,
a GYPSY FORTUNE TELLER scanning a MANís hand,
and a BUTCHER in a meat market with hanging, bloody animals.
A painted PROSTITUTE slithers out from an alleyway and
Assunta jerks Mary closer, gesturing the sign of the cross.
A tall STRANGER, wearing a fedora and overcoat, blocks their
path. He has a handlebar moustache and connected eyebrows.
STRANGER
Excuse me. I couldnít help notice
what a pretty daughter you have.
Assunta freezes.
ASSUNTA
NO! GET AWAY, YOU!
She spits!
Assunta forms the ďmano ficoĒ fig sign: the thumb inserted
between the first and second finger, then scratches her
buttocks. As they march off, Little Mary resists her motherís
tugging, peering back at the Stranger with her big blue eyes.
INT. MARINO APARTMENT, KITCHEN - DAY
A painting of the ďSacred HeartĒ hangs above the stove -
Jesus in a scarlet robe with light radiating from his
exposed, cross-scored chest. Red devilís horn peppers suspend
from a nail under the Messiah.
2.
A cast iron pot is splattered with tomato sauce.
Maryís on the table, flushed and sweaty, sprawled across a
red and white checkered tablecloth. She vomits on the floor.
Assunta fills a bowl with water, then a glass with olive oil.
She dabs the oil with her index finger and drips three drops
into the water.
ASSUNTA
Corpus Domine e Passione di Christo
libera nos malíocchio tristo.
SUPER: ďMay the Body and Passion of Our Lord save us from the
Bad Eye.Ē
The droplets of oil run together and form an orb.
It BURSTS!
The oil separates and SPUTTERS, as if boiling.
ASSUNTA (contíd)
NO! No! God, no!
Assunta grabs a pair of scissors and SNIPS over the bowl, but
the oil continues to SPUTTER and blend into the water.
She spits on Maryís forehead and smears a slimy cross.
ASSUNTA (contíd)
No, no, please.
The woman drops her scissors, slumps over the table and sobs.
Little Mary wants a hug, but her mother pushes her away.
INT. MARINO APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Itís Christmas Eve. The walls are bare, except for a
suspended crucifix wrapped with dried palm fronds.
Simple wooden toys and dolls lay under a sparse pine tree
with few ornaments.
GUISEPPE MARINOíS fleshy hand is wrapped around a wine glass.
He laughs with yellow teeth, watching his two boys wrestling
on the floor: ANTHONY, nine; and JOSEPH, ten.
Mary and her sister BARBARA, eight, play with homespun dolls.
Assuntaís scowling, wiping her hands on her apron.
3.
ASSUNTA
Let the strega open hers!
JOSEPH
Mama, she ainít no witch!
ASSUNTA
Shut up!
A box with a red ribbon is unopened.
JOSEPH
Címon, Mary! Open it!
Mary lifts the lid, surprised to see a beautiful white dress.
ANTHONY
Put it on, Mary! Itís so nice!
Mary looks at her mother.
ASSUNTA
Put on the dress.
Little Mary blushes as she removes her old dress.
GUISEPPE
Ahh!
Guiseppe adjusts the new dress, then runs his large hands
over her body. Maryís stiff and disengaged.
GUISEPPE (contíd)
It fits good. Your Poppa is happy.
Assunta slinks away to the kitchen.
Mary remains still, staring up at the crucifix.
INT. MARINO APARTMENT, KITCHEN - NIGHT
Guiseppeís hunched over the table with bloodshot eyes the
color of his wine. He plucks a guitar, a pasta-maker, while
Assunta washes dishes in the set-tub.
GUISEPPE
Son-of-a-bitch, huh? One lousy day
and itís over. They break the toys;
I go back to work.
4.
ASSUNTA
Hey! Youse keep makiní the babies!
Whoís gonna feed them?
GUISEPPE
Shut up you mouth! In the old
country we butcher the cow that
donít make no milk!
ASSUNTA
So, what am I, a cow?
Mary lingers in the doorway, wearing her new dress.
GUISEPPE
Hey, come over here you.
Guiseppe hoists the child onto his lap as his suspicious wife
steals a glance.
GUISEPPE (contíd)
You like the new dress?
MARY
Yes, Poppa.
GUISEPPE
Mmmm. You smell like sweet lemons.
You know I work hard to buy you
this. I pay a lot of money. My
little doll is so beautiful.
He reaches for his glass and it spills! Red wine runs off the
table, staining the white dress!
ASSUNTA
No!
GUISEPPE
What did you do?
He SLAPS the little girl!
ASSUNTA
Take it off!
Assunta forces the dress over the Maryís head, ripping a cut
under her earlobe. Guiseppe plops her on the floor. Blood
trickles down Maryís neck, but she doesnít cry.
5.
INT. MARINO APARTMENT, BEDROOM - NIGHT
The two boys sleep, huddled on the wooden floor, as wind
ruffles a frayed curtain, exposing the frosted window.
Mary shivers, curled next to Barbara.
Guiseppe staggers in, MUMBLING in Italian. Accidently, he
knocks the chamber pot over, and it spills on Joseph.
GUISEPPE
Get out of here you. Take him.
Joseph rouses his brother Anthony and they scurry out.
Guiseppe kneels and strokes Maryís face.
GUISEPPE (contíd)
Wake up, little doll. Iím sorry.
MARY
Huh?
GUISEPPE
The dress will be fine. We wash it
away. Itís okay.
He caresses her face, then her leg.
Barbara stirs, pulling the blanket over her head.
GUISEPPE (contíd)
Go back to sleep.
She pretends to snore.
Guiseppe unbuttons his pants and continues to rub. His meaty
hand slides to Maryís underwear.
Assunta looms in the doorway, peering into the room.
MARY
No, Poppa. Please. No.
GUISEPPE
Your Poppa loves you very much.
MARY
Poppa, no, please. It hurts.
GUISEPPE
You make your Poppa feel so good.
6.
Mary rises and sinks her tiny teeth into his forearm!
GUISEPPE (contíd)
AHH! Puttana! Jesus Christ!
Guiseppe SLAPS her! His blood spots Maryís face.
MARY
MAMA!
Assunta disappears.
More SLAPS!
Mary is forced to initiate her power of Italian malocchio.
She glares at her fatherís crotch, her eyes like laser beams.
Guiseppe grabs his genitals!
GUISEPPE
AHHH! AHHH! AHHH! STREGA!
He falls to the floor, holding his privates, writhing.
GUISEPPE (contíd)
AHHH! AHHH! AHHH!
Barbara crawls to the corner as Mary grinds her bloody teeth.
EXT. ROSE ISLAND FERRY - DAY - 1940
A crisp, clear, late summer day on Narragansett Bay.
Waves POUND the ferryís bow, spraying Mary and her sister
Barbara, now in their early twenties. They SCREAM with
delight! Barbaraís buxom with a large nose, and Mary is
gorgeous, petite and curvy.
Mary grips the railing, awed by the approaching island: the
blue water contrasting vivid greens and oyster-white shacks -
a world apart from the grimy city.
The ferry THROTTLES DOWN to dock. The girls are jolted when
it bounces off the muck-topped pilings.
A muscular blond man in work clothes waits on the pier.
HARRIS FARNHAM, thirty, is smiling with his arms akimbo.
7.
EXT. ROSE ISLAND, FERRY LANDING - DAY
The Landing is rustic: a small store, cottages, jalopies.
PASSENGERS unload cargo and groceries.
Handsome Harris jokes with a few provincial ISLANDERS, but
keeps an eye on Mary coming ashore.
HARRIS
Welcome to Rose Island.
The Marino sisters giggle.
MARY
Itís nice here.
BARBARA
O Di! So quiet! How can youse stand
it?
HARRIS
Oh, we get by.
Harris is preoccupied with pretty Mary.
HARRIS (contíd)
Iíve never seen you here before.
MARY
Thatís because I never been here
before.
BARBARA
Weíre from Providence, you know?
City girls.
HARRIS
You should have brought bicycles.
BARBARA
We didnít think.
HARRIS
Let me unload my stuff and Iíll
take you up to the farm. Thereís
some bikes up there you can use.
BARBARA
Oh, I donít know, we...
8.
MARY
That would be nice. Thank you.
HARRIS
You didnít bring any lunch?
MARY
No.
BARBARA
We was going to get something here.
HARRIS
You girls really take the cake!
MARY
What?
HARRIS
We got no restaurant. Thereís
nothing. No cop, no filliní
station, nothing.
BARBARA
We thought it was a tourist place.
HARRIS
Tourists? Ha, ha, ha!
MARY
Whatís so funny?
HARRIS
This isnít Nantucket. But, you
girls can be tourists. Iíll make
sure of that.
MARY
What are you, the boss out here?
HARRIS
Ha, ha, ha! No, not yet. Wait, Iíll
be right with you.
Harris boards the ferry and the bearded CAPTAIN passes him a
case of Canadian Club whiskey.
Barbara scans the landing, leery of the locals, but Maryís
smiling, content in the sunshine.
9.
EXT. ROSE ISLAND - DAY
The sisters bounce gently on the bed of Harrisís loaded pickup,
past a salt marsh, a rugged hummock and a cobble beach.
Maryís mesmerized by egrets drying their outstretched wings,
skittering terns, and a gull smashing a quahog on the rocks.
Harris yells out from the cab.
HARRIS
HOLD ON!
The truck speeds up the hill! Barbara holds on for dear life
while Mary beams, her hair blowing in the wind.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - DAY
Chickens scatter as Harris rolls two bicycles from the huge
red barn. He wipes a seat for Mary.
The girls push off, wobbly, down the shaded farm road. Harris
runs along, steadying Mary, before he sets her free.
Heís fascinated, watching until theyíre out of sight.
EXT. SHORELINE - DAY
The city girls struggle along a gravel road as rabbits dart
into the dense shrub. Barbara stops to walk, but her younger
sister rides far ahead.
Mary pauses on a hill, astonished by a white-tailed deer
grazing in the brush.
Out on the Bay, an ominous, gray Navy destroyer floats by.
Barbara sees it, but Maryís too absorbed.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM - DAY
In the yard between the big barn and the twelve-room
farmhouse, Harris argues with his younger brother. TODD, late
twenties, is smaller than Harris with neatly combed hair,
clean clothes and blue eyes.
They stop speaking when the sisters return with the bikes.
10.
HARRIS
You all done?
MARY
Yeah. It was beautiful. Could we
get a drink from the well?
HARRIS
Sure. I got some sandwiches and pop
for you. Are you going back on the
three oíclock boat?
BARBARA
Oh God, we miss that and Mama will
kill us!
HARRIS
We wouldnít want that! Weíd better
get going.
Harris notices Todd eyeing Mary.
HARRIS (contíd)
This is Todd. My brother.
MARY
Hello.
TODD
Hello.
BARBARA
Quite a place youse got out here.
He chuckles and talks to Barbaraís breasts.
TODD
We like it.
Toddís wife, Millie, calls from the farmhouse.
MILLIE (O.S.)
TODD! TODD!
TODD
What the hell does she want now?
MILLIE FARNHAM rushes from the farmhouse wiping her hands on
a rag. Sheís a hard thirty-five with her hair in a bun.
MILLIE
The old man wants you, Todd. Now!
11.
Millie inspects the strangers.
HARRIS
Címon, girls.
Millie takes Toddís arm and leads him back to the house.
MILLIE
He wants to talk to you now, Todd.
Todd pivots in time to ogle Mary sliding into the truck cab.
EXT. ROSE ISLAND, FERRY LANDING - DAY
The bay is calm, except for SQUAWKING seagulls.
Mary and Barbara eat lunch on the truck bed with Harris.
PASSENGERS board the ferry, passing a group of ISLANDERS,
simple folks yapping at each other.
BARBARA
Hurry up. We donít want to get
stranded here.
HARRIS
That wouldnít be so bad.
The ferry horn BLASTS!
BARBARA
Oh, God, letís go! Hey, thanks a
lot. See you later!
MARY
Thanks for everything. We were so
stupid.
HARRIS
No you werenít. This is a different
world out here.
BARBARA
Iíll say.
Harris canít get his eyes off Mary.
HARRIS
Look, I, ah, wrote my address down.
I mean, in case you ever wanted to
write. Itís nice out here in the
fall.
12.
BARBARA
Címon, Mary!
Harris hands Mary a scrap of paper.
MARY
Oh, I donít know. Well, maybe. Bye.
HARRIS
If you, if you get a chance. Iíll
be here.
Harris watches them board, smitten.
INT. MARINO APARTMENT, KITCHEN - DAY
Six yellow eggs yolks float in a bowl.
Barbara separates the yolks from the whites with a spoon
while Mary reads a letter.
MARY
He wants us to come back.
BARBARA
Iím not goiní back there for
nothing.
MARY
I canít go alone!
White-haired Assunta Marino hobbles in with a cane.
ASSUNTA
Since when you get mail?
MARY
Since today. Listen to this: ďYou
sure are a swell-looking little
peach.Ē
BARBARA
Let me see that!
MARY
Donít touch it! Pour the whites
into the water.
BARBARA
This ainít gonna work.
13.
MARY
Donít mix it!
BARBARA
Okay, now what?
MARY
We leave it outside. The night air
has to get to it.
BARBARA
Mama, that man wants Mary to go
back to the island.
ASSUNTA
I guess he never seen a peach with
thorns.
Mary ignores the remark, running her finger over the writing,
sniffing the letter.
EXT. MARINO APARTMENT - DAY
Mary hangs washed clothes on a line beside a grape arbor in
the tiny backyard. A crow lands on the trellis.
She sprinkles salt over the clothes.
Glancing about, she ducks under the arbor and retrieves the
egg-white bottle, peering into it, perplexed.
Barbara opens an upstairs window.
BARBARA
Who is it?
MARY
It donít look like him at all.
BARBARA
Who does it look like?
MARY
It looks like the brother.
BARBARA
Oh, God. I knew we shouldnít have
done that.
Mary gazes into the bottle, then throws it on the ground.
Milky liquid seeps into the dirt.
14.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM - DAY
Crows CAW, perched among the autumn leaves. The farmhouse and
barn shimmer, surrounded by hayed fields.
Mary, wearing a blouse and tight sweater, leans on a lichen
stone wall. Sheís cradling a kitten.
HARRIS (O.C.)
Sit on the wall.
MARY
I ainít gonna get dirty for no
picture.
HARRIS (O.C.)
Címon, Mary. Please.
MARY
Alright. Only for you.
She sits. The kitten MEWS and she kisses it.
HARRIS (O.C.)
Okay, smile for the camera.
MARY
Just take it!
HARRIS (O.C.)
Not until you smile.
MARY
Hurry up. Before it rains.
HARRIS
Mary, itís not going to rain.
Thereís no clouds in the sky!
MARY
Itís going to pour in a few
minutes! I can feel it.
The kitten squirms. Mary kisses it, then lets it go.
MARY (contíd)
You want to be free too, huh,
little kitty?
HARRIS (O.C.)
Ready?
15.
Mary pulls her sweater over her head, fixes her hair,
unbuttons the top three buttons of her blouse, and transforms
herself with a sexy, alluring pose.
CLICK.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, KITCHEN - DAY
Rain streaks down the windows.
LARS, forty, a German cook with a handlebar moustache, peels
potatoes. Encircled by hanging pots and pans, he HUMS a
Deutsch ďliedĒ.
Harris scurries in, towing Mary. Both are sopped.
HARRIS
Where is he?
LARS
In the library.
Lars stops working and eavesdrops.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, LIBRARY - DAY
The room is shelved with an eclectic collection of books.
Thereís also a Bible stand with a huge, leather-bound Gospel.
JONAH FARNHAM, lean and fit at seventy, is sleeping in a
chair with a book splayed across his lap.
Mary tries to pull Harris away from the door, but he insists.
HARRIS
Pop?
JONAH
Huh? Oh, Harris.
HARRIS
I want you to meet the girl I was
telling you about.
JONAH
What girl?
HARRIS
The one from Providence. This is
Mary.
16.
The old man gives Mary the once-over.
Distant THUNDER RUMBLES.
MARY
Hello.
JONAH
Whatís your last name, young lady?
MARY
Marino.
JONAH
Marino? What do you want with my
son?
MARY
I donít want nothing. Heís my
friend. Is that some kind of crime?
JONAH
(laughs)
No! No crime. Harris, have her wait
outside.
With a jerk of the head, Harris motions Mary to leave. Mary
slowly backs out of the room. She almost bumps into Lars.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM - DAY
The rain has stopped in the kitchen garden. Maryís discovered
a wet comfrey plant with leaves like hairy donkey ears. She
rubs them with her fingers.
VOICES drift from inside the house.
JONAH (O.C.)
Whatís the matter with you bringing
a wop into this house?
Mary crushes the green leaf.
HARRIS (O.C.)
Pop...
JONAH (O.C.)
Your mother would turn in her
grave.
17.
HARRIS (O.C.)
Sheís different, Pop. You donít
understand.
JONAH (O.C.)
I donít understand? Goddamn greasy
dagos. Theyíre all the same.
Animals!
Mary backs away from the house and the voices become MUFFLED.
She tramps along a fence to a massive vegetable garden. The
gate is open. She passes a wheelbarrow full of squashes,
chard and beets, and finds Millie on her knees, weeding.
MILLIE
Did you close the gate?
MARY
It was open.
MILLIE
We need it closed.
MARY
I didnít know. Iím sorry.
MILLIE
You city people donít know any
better.
MARY
Huh? Look, I donít want no trouble.
MILLIE
I didnít say you did. I just want
the gate shut. We got rabbits, we
got deer, we got woodchucks, the
gate is supposed to be closed.
Okay?
MARY
Okay! Jeez, I donít think nobody
wants me here except Harris.
MILLIE
Well, I sure didnít invite you.
MARY
(mocking Millie)
I didnít say you did.
18.
MILLIE
Let me tell you a little secret,
Marie.
MARY
Itís Mary.
MILLIE
Mary. Marie. Harris already has a
girl.
MARY
What?
MILLIE
He didnít tell you about Nancy?
MARY
He didnít mention no Nancy.
MILLIE
I love the way you talk. Ever hear
of a double negative? I guess not.
Nancy was here all last summer.
Beautiful girl. Pretty blond hair.
The blood drains from Maryís face.
MILLIE (contíd)
Why would he tell you? He just
wants to get you in the barn. He
does it to every girl that comes
over here.
MARY
Youíre makiní this up.
MILLIE
Look, Mary, Marie, whatever your
name is, I donít care if you
believe me or not. I have work to
do. You know where the gate is. And
donít leave it open!
Millie pulls weeds with a vengeance as Mary withdraws.
MILLIE (contíd)
Hey! Did he call you a little
peach?
Mary runs out, SLAMMING the gate.
19.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - DAY
A dust cloud trails a pick-up truck charging toward the barn!
Toddís driving, TOOTING the horn!
Mary peeks from the corner of the house as Harris bursts out
the front door! The truck BRAKES and Todd leaps from the cab!
TODD
WE LOST ANOTHER ONE!
A sick calf is sprawled on the pick-up bed.
HARRIS
Jesus Christ!
Harris attempts to check the animalís mouth.
TODD
Donít touch it!
Jonah and Lars dash out of the house!
JONAH
GOD DAMMIT!
LARS
Same thing. Purple tongue.
JONAH
Harris! Get a shovel and bury it in
the north lot. Deep! And make sure
you wash everything!
The calf inhales.
MARY
Itís still breathing.
JONAH
Get it in the ground before it
contaminates the others.
MARY
You canít do that!
Todd laughs.
HARRIS
Itís okay, Mary.
20.
JONAH
Stay out of this, little girl.
MARY
I can fix it!
TODD
So, youíre an animal doctor?
MARY
Iím telliní you, I can fix it.
JONAH
Harris, take her down to the ferry.
Harris throws a shovel into the truck.
HARRIS
Come on, Mary.
MARY
(to Jonah)
You want to make it better, or you
want to be stupid?
The old man is stunned by her moxie.
JONAH
Well, now. Imagine this: a little
eye-talian girl from Providence
knows more than Doc Sprague. Okay,
then. Go ahead, missy. You make it
all better!
Todd and Lars both laugh.
JONAH (contíd)
But donít come runniní to me when
YOUR tongue turns purple!
Todd and Lars laugh harder! Harris looks up at the sky.
TODD
Itíll be dead in an hour.
LARS
(to Mary)
Donít you come in my kitchen!
MARY
I need a funnel to get down his
throat.
21.
JONAH
Itís HER throat, for Christ Sakes!
Iíve never seen anything like this
in my life!
Jonah marches back to the house, followed by Lars. Todd
continues to laugh, rousing Harris.
Mary strides off to the garden.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - DAY
Maryís squatting behind the barn door, urinating into a
bucket. She crushes a comfrey leaf, stirs it in with a stick,
then spits into the mix.
She tests the mixture by licking her finger.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - DAY
Using an oil funnel, Mary pours liquid down the wide-eyed
calfís throat. The animal flinches and eventually swallows.
Itsí legs quiver, then kick. The calf fights to stand.
Harris is astonished and helps the frightened animal upright.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - DAY
In a clean stall bedded with fresh straw, the calfís head is
in Maryís lap, breathing peacefully.
Harris is mucking manure.
HARRIS
Howís she doing?
MARY
Sheíll be okay. She was just
jealous.
HARRIS
Jealous? Ha, ha! How can a cow be
jealous?
MARY
They are. Believe me, I know.
HARRIS
Oh, you do, do you?
22.
MARY
I know a lot of things.
HARRIS
Oh, yeah? Like what?
MARY
I know this is where you bring the
girls.
HARRIS
What girls?
MARY
How about that Nancy? You bring her
in here?
HARRIS
Who you been talking to?
MARY
My new friend. Millie.
HARRIS
Jesus Christ! Whatís she tryiní to
start trouble for? Nancy was just
some girl who used to keep her
horse here. Thatís all! Look, Mary,
I knew the moment you stepped off
the boat that youíre the one for
me. I knew it!
The calf MOANS. Harris and Mary laugh!
Harris plops down into the hay and lays on his back.
MARY
We had a cow when I was a kid. I
know how to milk.
HARRIS
Oh, yeah?
MARY
Yeah.
HARRIS
Milkiní ainít easy. You got to have
the right touch.
Harris moves closer and kisses her. She rubs his thigh.
23.
MARY
I got the right touch.
Mary unbuttons his pants.
Harrisís reddens and breathes heavily as she strokes him.
INT. MARINO APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - DAY
Mary and Barbara sit on the couch, watching Assunta dust the
ďSacred HeartĒ. Theyíre dressed in their finest Sunday
clothes; their mother in mourning black.
The room has improved little, except for the mini-shrine to
Guiseppe, a photograph with candles and a Virgin Mary statue
to honor his passing.
MARY
Last week you couldnít get out of
bed. Ma! Sit down!
BARBARA
Leave her alone.
MARY
Shut up, Barbara. Ma, youíre makiní
me nervous. Sit down!
Assunta wipes off a chair seat and sits.
Mary unfolds a letter.
MARY (contíd)
Okay, listen to this: ďEvery
morning Iím thinking of you when I
do the cows. I miss you so much.
The little calf misses you, too. We
had a new batch of kittens. Like I
always say, they are cheaper than
mousetraps. I see you in my
dreams...Ē
ASSUNTA
SHH! Anche le muri hannu oricchi.
SUPER: ďWalls have ears.Ē
MARY
Ma!
Assunta crosses herself. She rises to wipe a spot off the
ďSacred Heart,Ē and dust the wilted devilís horn peppers.
24.
Mary ignores her by reading.
MARY (contíd)
ďYou are the girl for me, my little
peach, I...Ē
KNOCK, KNOCK.
MARY (contíd)
Oh, God!
She fixes her dress and opens the door.
Harris is wearing a snug brown suit with his hair slicked
back. He holds a box of candy and a bouquet of flowers.
HARRIS
Hi, Peaches.
MARY
I didnít think you was cominí.
He hands her the flowers.
HARRIS
These are for you.
MARY
Thank you. Mama, this is Harris.
Assunta nods and he hands her the candy.
HARRIS
Nice to meet you, Mrs. Marino. Iíve
heard a lot about you.
ASSUNTA
Oh, yeah? Like what?
HARRIS
Oh, all good. All good stuff.
BARBARA
Hi.
HARRIS
Hey, Sis. Nice place you got here.
BARBARA
It ainít like the island, huh?
Mama, he ainít used to all these
city people.
25.
HARRIS
Oh, I do okay. I guess I look like
a bigger hayseed than I really am.
MARY
Heís smart, Mama.
ASSUNTA
Oh, yeah? Heís smart, huh? If heís
so smart, whatís he doiní here?
Mary winces, then frowns at her mother.
EXT. PROVIDENCE, FEDERAL HILL - DAY
Business is slow. Pushcart VENDORS have few goods and
SHOPPERS are sparse.
A group of ITALIAN MEN argue, gesticulating in the street.
They stop squabbling when Mary approaches with Harris. The
blond farmer looks odd among the shorter, darker Italians.
She leads Harris to an ďais creamaĒ shop. Maryís fidgety,
constantly looking about.
HARRIS
Whatís the matter?
MARY
I hate this place.
HARRIS
Good. I want you to come to the
island and live with me.
MARY
Oh, Harris. I donít know. What
about the others?
HARRIS
Listen. Youíre my girl. They donít
matter.
She hugs the big Yankee and gives him a kiss.
Italian shoppers gawk as if they are a mixed-race couple.
26.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM - DAY - 1941
Birds sing on this gorgeous Spring day. Under a flowering
chestnut tree, a nervous MINISTER stands before GUESTS
awaiting a marriage ceremony.
Todd, Millie and Lars front a collection of ISLAND ODDBALLS,
including GEORGE BABCOCK, the big-eared village idiot.
An ACCORDION PLAYER performs ďTHE WEDDING MARCHĒ.
Jonah Farnham and Barbara, followed by Harris and Mary,
advance to a make-shift pulpit. Harris has a cocky grin.
HARRIS
Letís get it over with!
Guests laugh, but Jonahís somber.
MINISTER
Ladies and Gentlemen...
(more laughs)
Weíve gathered here...
HARRIS
Hey, Bishop, the partyís waitiní!
Mary smiles bravely and the Minister dispenses formalities.
MINISTER
Do you, Harris Taber Farnham, take
this woman as your lawful wedded
wife, to have and to hold from this
day forward, in sickness and in
health?
HARRIS
Sure I do! Especially the HOLD
part!
Harris squeezes Maryís rear. More laughter when she jumps!
MARY
Oh!
MINISTER
And you, Mary Angela Marino, do you
take this man, Harris Taber
Farnham, as your lawful wedded
husband, to have and to hold from
this day forward, in sickness and
in health?
27.
MARY
I, I do.
HARRIS
I ainít gonna get sick!
Laughter.
MINISTER
I now pronounce you man and wife.
The accordionist plays MUSIC as Harris and Mary kiss. Barbara
and Millie give Mary weak hugs. The men shake hands.
Giggly George Babcock pats Harris on the back.
GEORGE
Good one, Harris!
HARRIS
Thanks, George! Go get yourself
some punch!
Crows in the chestnut tree CAW.
GEORGE
Is it time for the party?
MARY
Sure, we gonna have a good time!
A crow SPLATS on Maryís dress.
MARY (contíd)
Oh, no!
GEORGE
God Damn!
MARY
God, Look at me.
HARRIS
George, go get a rag! Donít worry,
Peaches, itís good luck!
GEORGE
Real good luck!
MARY
Well, I hope so!
Harris and George laugh, then Mary laughs with them!
28.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM - NIGHT
Orange Chinese paper lanterns are strung from the trees over
a table crammed with food and liquor. The centerpiece is a
bowl full of hard punch with floating fruit. Yellow jackets
are BUZZING above it.
The bride, groom and guests dance to accordion MUSIC.
The MUSIC STOPS and Harris wants a kiss.
MARY
Whew! You smell like kerosene!
HARRIS
Home brew, Peachie! Boy, I could go
all night!
MARY
Hercules, do me a favor, will you?
Dance with my sister.
HARRIS
How come?
MARY
Please?
HARRIS
Where is she?
Barbaraís alone under the chestnut tree.
HARRIS (contíd)
Anything for my little Peach. Give
me a kiss!
After a sloppy kiss, Harris approaches Barbara.
Mary backs off from the party.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - NIGHT
A sheep BLEATS. Mary carries a kerosene lantern, searching
the stalls for the calf she saved.
TODD (O.C.)
Watch out, youíll burn the place
down.
She jumps! Todd looms in the shadows.
29.
MARY
Oh, God! I didnít see you! Whereís
the little cow?
TODD
The sick one? It died.
MARY
It died? When?
TODD
Oh, a couple days ago. Keeled over
and died.
MARY
How come nobody told me?
TODD
You didnít ask. And, we, we didnít
want to ruin the wedding. Say, does
your sister have a boyfriend?
MARY
What?
TODD
You heard me.
MARY
How come you ask that?
TODD
Just wondering.
MARY
What are you wonderiní? Youíre
married.
TODD
I know Iím married. I was just
wondering.
The sheep BLEATS.
MARY
Well, keep the wonderiní to
yourself.
HARRIS (O.C.)
MARY! PEACHES!
Todd flashes his new sister-in-law a rakish leer.
30.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM - NIGHT - LATER
Most of the guests are drunk! Jonah and Lars dance a jig to
accordion MUSIC while others laugh and CLAP!
Harris, holding two glasses of liquor, finds his bride.
HARRIS
Sweetie-pie! Weíre gonna do the
toast. You ready, George?
George apes like heís just remembered something important. He
brushes away the yellow jackets and ladles some liquor punch.
HARRIS (contíd)
OKAY! STOP THE MUSIC! George is
gonna say a toast!
The MUSIC STOPS. Glasses are raised.
HARRIS (contíd)
Go ahead, George.
GEORGE
Welp, ah, I, ah, just hope that
everyone has a nice life!
Guests CHEER!
HARRIS
DRINK UP, EVERYONE!
Guests down their drinks and Harris throws his glass,
shattering it on the chestnut tree.
Georgeís face contorts. He canít stop licking his lips.
GEORGE
OW!
HARRIS
Whatís the matter?
GEORGE
I think I swallowed a bee!
HARRIS
Somebody get some tobacco juice!
George jerks his head! His lips swell his ears redden!
Mary panics and withdraws.
31.
MILLIE
Give him some vinegar!
Georgeís face puffs! He slumps to the ground.
SCREAMS!
HARRIS
He canít breathe!
George flops on the lawn, wagging his bloated tongue.
MILLIE
Heíll bite his tongue off!
Harris unbuttons Georgeís shirt. The chest is red and puffy.
Lars has a bottle of vinegar.
LARS
Here!
HARRIS
MARY! Where the hell is she?
Here you go, George. Take some
more.
George coughs, then drinks.
HARRIS (contíd)
Take it easy. Alright, George.
Youíll be okay.
He begins to breathe normally.
HARRIS (contíd)
Where the hell did Mary go?
Harris looks about in a panic.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - NIGHT
The dull room has a low ceiling, one mirror and one dresser.
Maryís using a changing screen, draping clothes over the top.
Harris is stretched on the bed, still in his wedding suit.
HARRIS
We almost lost the stupid bastard.
I couldíve used you, Peaches. He
couldíve bit his tongue clean off.
Well, I guess that wouldnít have
been so bad.
32.
HARRIS(cont'd)
Ainít nothiní but stupid shit comes
out of his mouth anyways. Ha, ha,
ha! Where were you?
Mary reveals her sexy nightgown.
HARRIS (contíd)
Wow.
She slouches on the edge of the bed.
MARY
Harris, we gotta talk. Look, I, I
donít want that city life no more.
Them ďold countryĒ ways are no good
for me. This is America; this ainít
Italy. I want to start new. You and
me. Understand? Maybe we could have
a family of our own, huh?
Harris embraces her.
HARRIS
Aw, Peaches, Iím crazy about you.
They fall to the bed in each otherís arms.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, DINING ROOM - DAY
Jonah Farnham sits erect at the head of the table. Lars is
serving a big breakfast to Todd, Millie and Harris. Dishes
are filled with pancakes, fried potatoes, scrambled eggs,
muffins and toast, along with milk and hot coffee.
JONAH
Youíve got to get a tire on that
truck and check the oil.
TODD
It wasnít blowing smoke yesterday.
JONAH
The hell it wasnít. Check it.
Millie, before you do your run,
make sure the south fence is okay.
Those goddamned woodchucks will
ruin the asparagus beds if weíre
not careful.
Mary has overslept. She scuffs in rubbing her eyes.
33.
HARRIS
The farm air made you sleep good,
huh, Peaches?
MARY
What time is it?
MILLIE
About eight.
MARY
Whereís my sister?
TODD
I took her down to the early boat.
She wanted to get going.
JONAH
Weíre up at five here, little girl.
TODD
Five, sharp!
MILLIE
Are you going to come deliver milk?
MARY
I guess so.
The whole table stares at the newcomer.
HARRIS
It ainít much of a honeymoon,
Peachie, but itíll keep you busy.
MARY
How come nobody told me about the
little sick cow?
HARRIS
What about it?
MARY
You let it die?
MILLIE
No!
HARRIS
Itís out in the bullpen.
MARY
The same one?
34.
HARRIS
Yeah! The one you fixed!
Mary flashes on Todd.
JONAH
It probably would have made it
anyway.
Todd smirks then sneaks a wink at Mary.
SERIES OF SHOTS
1) EXT. ROAD - DAY. The flat-bed truck bounces along the
bumpy shoreline road. Itís loaded with asparagus, chard,
eggs, crates of milk, and Mary on the back bed. Sheís being
jostled, fighting to hold on.
2) EXT. HOUSE - DAY. A cluster of seaside shanties. Mary
places a bag of vegetables and milk on the doorstep of each
run-down shack. A hairy-faced, reclusive OLD WOMAN opens the
door and glowers. Mary marches back to the truck.
3) EXT. ROAD - DAY. Most of the truck is empty. Beside a
quiet cove, Millie and Mary re-pack the remainder. Mary drops
eggs that smash on the ground. Millie shrugs.
4) The truck creeps down the hill to the ferry landing. Mary
is riding in the cab, leaning out the window, directing
Millie away from the deep potholes.
END SERIES OF SHOTS
INT. STORE - DAY
The old-fashioned country store carries dry goods, canned
food and hardware. Thereís a glass case stocked with pennycandy
and cigarettes. An adjacent room overlooks the wharf
with booths, a juke box and cases of ďNarragansett BeerĒ.
EDNA, the storeís owner, is sorting mail. Sheís in her
sixties, stone-faced, with white pigtails and blue eyes.
Millie and Mary lug in crates of milk.
EDNA
(to Mary)
Iíve got your mail. So, youíll be
out here for good, now?
MARY
Yeah.
35.
EDNA
(looking at Millie)
Well, good luck.
MARY
I donít think you mean that.
EDNA
Well, I seen a lot of city people
go crazy out here. Rose Island is
like liver: either you love it, or
you hate it.
MARY
There ainít nothing wrong with
liver.
EDNA
Weíll see. Winter comes quick.
MILLIE
Donít worry, Edna. Weíll keep her
real busy. All set, Mary?
MARY
Nice to meet you.
Edna hands over the mail. Millie opens the door for Mary.
MILLIE
Donít worry about her. Sheís been
out here too long.
Mary looks back inside, but Ednaís busy.
EXT. ROSE ISLAND, SHORELINE - DAY
The truck bounces along a promontory. Below, on the beach at
low tide, Harris is digging clams.
Millie lets her Mary off.
She scrambles down the cliffside into her husbandís arms.
EXT. BEACH - DAY
Harris wears hip boots in the muck, raking clams, placing
them into a wire basket.
Maryís playing with a blueshell crab sheís cornered on the
rocks. It lunges at her with extended pincers!
36.
MARY
AHHHH! GET AWAY FROM ME!
Harris dashes to her with a big steamer clam in his hand, the
long neck sticking out like a bivalve penis. He squeezes the
shell and squirts her!
MARY (contíd)
AHHH! NO!
She slaps the clam out of his hand! They wrestle to the sand,
hugging and laughing!
HARRIS
Iím gonna teach our kids how to dig
clams, how to catch lobsters, how
to take a deer, everything!
Mary stops laughing.
HARRIS (contíd)
Whatís the matter, Peaches?
MARY
Nothing.
HARRIS
Címon. What is it?
MARY
We ainít gonna be like those people
up the north end, are we?
HARRIS
Oh, no, honey, weíre not like them
up there. Come on! The Farnhams
have had a goiní farm out here
since the sixteen-hundreds. We got
the best land on this island! What
are you worried about?
MARY
I donít wanna end up like that old
lady I saw today.
HARRIS
Oh, Peaches, donít worry. Iíll take
care of you. I can lift a man up
with one hand, for Christ sakes!
Everything will be alright.
Harris holds her and she grasps his wide shoulders.
37.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - DAY
Mary draws a bucket from a well capped with a large cupola.
She pours water over the steamer clams and one squirts her in
the eye. Irritated at first, she then chuckles.
A kitten MEWS. Mary looks about. More MEWING.
She realizes the kitten is in the well!
MARY
HARRIS! HARRIS!
Harris runs barefoot from the barn.
HARRIS
WHAT?
MARY
THEREíS A KITTEN IN THE WELL!
HARRIS
I thought you cut your goddamned
leg off!
More MEWING.
MARY
HEAR IT?
HARRIS
Calm down, Mary, it happens all the
time! They climb out by themselves.
MARY
But itís way down there. Hear it?
Frantic MEWING.
Harris looks down the well.
HARRIS
What the hell do you want me to do,
climb down there?
MARY
Please, Harris. Itís gonna die!
HARRIS
Are you crazy? Iíd be the one stuck
down there!
38.
MARY
Harris, please do something.
HARRIS
Honey pie, what can I do? Itíll
climb up the rope.
MARY
Please, Harris. Donít let it die.
Please!
Mary sobs. Harris breathes deeply and peers down the well.
HARRIS
Christ, you donít have to cry.
Louder sobs.
HARRIS (contíd)
Peachie. Donít cry. Please, donít
cry.
MEWING.
HARRIS (contíd)
ALRIGHT, FOR CHRIST SAKES! LOOK
OUT!
Harris takes his shirt off. With every muscle in his strong
torso, he tilts the large cupola well-cap, laying the top on
the ground. He pulls the rope and bucket out of the well,
unhooks it and ties the rope to the solid cupola.
He climbs in.
HARRIS (contíd)
God, I hate this.
MARY
Be careful.
Holding the rope, Harris disappears down the shaft.
HARRIS (O.C.)
Goddamn cats! Iím gonna shoot every
goddamn one of Ďem!
The rope tightens. Mary holds on, but has to let go just
before the rope SNAPS!
MARY
HARRIS! HARRIS!
39.
Jonah Farnham races from the farmhouse!
JONAH
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?
MARY
HARRIS IS DOWN THERE! THE ROPE
BROKE!
JONAH
HARRIS!
HARRIS (O.C.)
Donít worry, Pop. Iím cominí up.
MARY
Oh, God.
JONAH
What the hell are you doing?
A hand rises over the lip of the well clutching a wet kitten
by the nape of the neck.
JONAH (contíd)
Little girl, I want to talk to you
in the study after you get squared
away out here. Harris, put a screen
over that well. We canít afford
anyone getting hurt.
The old man marches back into the house. Maryís mortified.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, LIBRARY - NIGHT
Jonahís rigid, poised at his Bible podium reading scripture.
Mary lightly KNOCKS.
JONAH
Come in.
MARY
You wanted to talk to me?
JONAH
Yes, have a seat.
Mary fidgets with the buttons on her sweater.
40.
JONAH (contíd)
I suppose youíre wondering why I
called you in here.
MARY
Because Harris goiní down the well
ainít the right thing.
JONAH
No, thatís not why. Mary, the
correct way to say that would be,
ďGoing down the well isnít the
right thing.Ē Ainít isnít a word.
Actually, I asked to speak with you
because I think itís time we had a
little chat. How do you like it
here on the island?
MARY
Oh, I, I like it.
JONAH
Youíre not getting homesick, are
you?
MARY
No. I donít wanna go back to the
city. That ainít for me. Iím sorry.
That isnít for me.
JONAH
Iím glad to hear that. You and
Millie are getting along alright?
MARY
Sure. Fine. Sheís showiní me what
to do.
JONAH
Thatís good. Millie is a wonderful
girl. She says youíre doing a good
job.
MARY
She did?
JONAH
Iíve decided to put you on the
payroll, Mary. Your wages will be
included with Harrisís money at the
end of the week.
She stops fussing with her buttons.
41.
MARY
Oh?
JONAH
You should have some extra to put
away, or get whatever you need.
Itís your money. You know, Mary, we
have a very special life out here
and we, we have to protect what we
have. The world is a very dangerous
place right now. I think you
understand me.
MARY
I understand.
JONAH
Iím glad you do. And Iím glad we
had this little talk. Now, youíd
better get along. Itís almost
suppertime.
MARY
Okay. Thank you.
Mary starts to leave.
JONAH
Oh, Mary. One more thing.
She freezes.
JONAH (contíd)
Iíve never seen my boy happier than
heís been lately.
Mary smiles and almost floats out.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, DINING ROOM - NIGHT
Lars sets a platter of steaming mashed potatoes down for
Jonah, Todd, Millie, Harris and Mary. The cook surveys the
table, then exits. Everyone passes meat and vegetables except
Harris, in fresh clothes, holding a glass of whiskey.
JONAH
You boys ought to search that whole
fence line tomorrow. I donít care
if it takes all day. These goddamn
loose cows waste too much time.
42.
TODD
Donít I know it.
MARY
You want me to fix you a plate,
Harris?
HARRIS
Naw, Iíll have some later.
TODD
LARS!
Lars emerges from the kitchen wiping his hands on his apron.
LARS
Ya?
TODD
Did you hear the radio last night?
LARS
Ya?
TODD
What was Hitler talking about?
LARS
Oh, heís a crazyman. He wants to
take over the whole world!
HARRIS
Iíd rather listen to Fibber McGee.
MARY
Me, too! I like him!
Lars retreats to the kitchen.
JONAH
Iíd like to get rid of that
Roosevelt and put Hitler in there.
MILLIE
Oh, Mr. Farnham! How can you say
that?
JONAH
Hitler knows what heís doing. These
Jew bastards want to control all
the money.
43.
TODD
Itís a conspiracy.
HARRIS
Itís got nothing to do with us. Let
them fight their own war.
JONAH
These American Jews are the worst
kind.
TODD
Thatís right, Pop.
JONAH
We should fix our own troubles
right here. Like the nigger
problem.
Maryís eyes are darting from speaker to speaker.
MILLIE
Even Charles Lindbergh is against
the war.
TODD
I heard he was working for the
Nazis.
JONAH
Itís too bad Father Coughlin isnít
on the radio anymore.
HARRIS
All I know is that we donít have to
go.
MARY
If they had a war, you wouldnít go?
HARRIS
Nope. Farmers are exempt.
Todd secretly winks at Mary, who doesnít acknowledge him.
TODD
Lars!
Lars pokes his head out from the kitchen.
LARS
Ya?
44.
TODD
Sit down and eat. You make me
nervous.
LARS
Oakee doakee. Just a minute.
MARY
Harris, Iíll fix you a plate.
HARRIS
No, Iím all set.
Harris downs his drink.
HARRIS (contíd)
Why would I ever want to leave the
good Ďol U.S.A.? Pretty soon weíre
going to have refrigerators that
make their own ice!
MILLIE
No!
JONAH
Yes, and some Jew son-of-a-bitch
will own the company!
HARRIS
Lars! Whereís that jug?
Harris goes into the kitchen.
JONAH
Are there Jews where you come from,
Mary?
MARY
Yeah, one. He owns the furniture
store.
JONAH
See! Whatíd I tell you?
TODD
Itís a conspiracy to run the world.
Millie shakes her head, looking at Mary.
MILLIE
Mr. Farnham sure hates them Jews.
45.
TODD
And niggers. Whatís worse, Pop? A
Jew or a nigger?
JONAH
Well, theyíre both bad. But, Iíd
have to say the Jew because heís
smarter. Can you imagine a nigger
with brains?
They all laugh except Mary, playing with her food.
Lars enters with a cake topped by one candle.
LARS
(singing)
ďHappy birthday to you, happy
birthday to you, happy birthday to
Mary, happy birthday to you!Ē
Millie claps and Lars offers Mary the candle to be blown out.
MARY
Who told you?
LARS
Oh, I know these things.
MARY
Harris must have told. HARRIS!
MILLIE
Whatís your wish?
MARY
I canít tell.
JONAH
Youíd better wish for some rain.
Mary blows the candle out. The kitchen door swings open!
Harris is dressed in a full Ku Klux Klan robe and hood!
HARRIS
Mary Farnham! I want YOU, you
little wop!
MARY
Oh, God!
Jonah, Todd and Lars laugh, but Maryís confused.
46.
HARRIS
Come with me! I want YOU!
Harris removes the hood. Jonah laughs so hard he almost
chokes on his food. Millie laughs.
Finally, Mary reluctantly joins in.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - NIGHT
Mary and Harris lie in bed with the moon shining on them. She
faces away from her new husband.
HARRIS
Come on, honey. Pop only wore the
thing once for real. Itís a joke!
MARY
All that crazy talk ainít no joke.
HARRIS
What crazy talk?
MARY
All that stuff about Jews and
niggers.
HARRIS
Aw, Peachie, thatís all hogwash.
They was just shootiní the breeze.
MARY
I wonder what they say about
Italians when Iím not around.
HARRIS
Mary, youíre my wife. Youíre a
Farnham now.
MARY
Names donít mean nothiní. And you
drinkiní that stuff all the time.
HARRIS
Peaches, everybody drinks! Give me
a little kiss.
Harris lowers her nightgown strap and squeezes her breast.
Sheís cool at first, then stimulated when he kisses her neck.
He breathes heavily, licking her ears, kissing her shoulders.
She reaches for his penis and he stops.
47.
MARY
Whatís the matter?
HARRIS
Itís the hooch. It makes me soft
down there.
MARY
It makes you soft in the head, too.
HARRIS
You make me soft in the head,
Peachie. Iím crazy about you, baby.
Donít worry, itíll be alright in
the morning. Can you suck it for
me, honey?
Mary pulls away.
MARY
What are you talkiní about, suck on
it?
HARRIS
You never heard of a blowjob?
MARY
What, are you crazy, too?
HARRIS
Címon, Mary. Itíll make me feel
good.
MARY
No.
Harris lays flat on his back.
HARRIS
Boy, you got a lot to learn. Jeez,
a girl that donít even want to
blow. I thought you were smart. You
donít know anything.
Harris turns away. A crow CAWS.
HARRIS (contíd)
SHUT UP!
Mary grasps his shoulders and turns him flat on his back. She
moves down for oral sex. Harris reddens, excited as Mary
initiates the act.
48.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - DAY
Mary loads a bushel of peas on the flat-bed. It tips and
spills on the ground. As she picks them up, a hand with a
wedding band intervenes.
TODD (O.C.)
Four hands are better then two.
Sheís tongue-tied.
TODD (contíd)
Anytime you need some help, just
let me know. Harris isnít around
all the time. You know what I mean?
MARY
Yeah, I know what you mean. Look,
we got to live out here together. I
think you better, you better just
mind your own business.
TODD
Everything here is my business.
Todd looks her up and down, smiling, then stops when Millie
arrives carrying a rack of milk bottles.
MILLIE
I hope Harris didnít scare you last
night.
MARY
Oh, no.
MILLIE
Good. He was just haviní some fun.
MARY
Yeah, I know.
Todd backs away.
MILLIE
Is everything alright?
MARY
Sure. Everythingís fine.
MILLIE
We better get going. Why donít you
drive?
49.
MARY
Me?
MILLIE
Sure! Iíll show you how. Hop in.
Todd stares at the truck, bucking and lurching down the road.
INT. STORE - DAY
Warmed by a blazing fireplace, protected from an icy rain, an
ISLAND COUPLE dances slowly to jukebox MUSIC.
The female, GRACE, is a gum-chewing island woman, about
thirty. She enjoys showing off her curves.
Beer-drinking ISLANDERS fill the booths.
One booth is occupied by Todd and Millie, playing cards
against Lars and George.
TODD
You canít do that!
LARS
Sure he can.
TODD
No, he canít! He canít take that
with a heart. Put it back.
GEORGE
Oh, alright.
TODD
Weíve got to start over.
Todd has a fancy way of shuffling. Mary and Harris enter in
winter coats, wet from the sleet.
HARRIS
George, you cheatiní again?
GEORGE
Nope.
HARRIS
Want a beer, Mary?
MARY
Iíll have a little glass.
50.
Harris walks behind the counter and serves himself. Mary
pulls up two chairs next to the booth.
HARRIS
You gotta keep your eyes on George.
MILLIE
You two want to play?
MARY
I donít know how.
HARRIS
Itís easy. High-low-jack.
LARS
If George can do it, anyone can.
GEORGE
Yup.
Todd remains focused on the game. He throws cards, the others
pitch, and he retrieves until the hand is completed.
TODD
Thatís it. Three more points and
weíre out.
HARRIS
How much you playiní for?
MILLIE
Nickel a game. Sure you donít want
in?
HARRIS
Deal us in. Iíll show her as we go
along.
Edna comes from the back room with a letter for Mary.
EDNA
Here you go.
MARY
Oh, thanks.
A CRASH of THUNDER. Frozen rain PELLETS the roof.
HARRIS
Whoís it from?
51.
MARY
My sister Barbara.
Todd looks up quickly, notices Millie staring at him, and
returns to his cards.
Mary opens the letter.
TODD
Come on! Pitch!
Grace slithers by.
GRACE
Harris, did you hear Sumner got a
twelve-point buck this morning?
TODD
Whereabouts?
GRACE
Up the north end.
HARRIS
Jesus. Hope it wasnít that big one
I been lookiní at.
GRACE
Well, stay dry.
(looks at Mary)
Good luck with loverboy here.
Mary drops her letter. Millie catches Todd ogling Grace and
slaps his thigh.
HARRIS
Whatís your sister got to say?
MARY
Sheís gonna come out here.
Todd stays riveted on his cards.
LARS
Thatís good!
MILLIE
Lars, youíre too old for Barbara!
GEORGE
How about me?
52.
MILLIE
You should get an island girl,
George.
GEORGE
There ainít any.
MARY
There arenít any, George.
MILLIE
How about Gracey?
LARS
Oh, God, no. Not Gracey. That would
be no good for George.
Grace prowls by and dances.
TODD
Come on, come on. Play cards.
MARY
(to Harris)
Whoís this Grace?
HARRIS
Sheís just some girl.
GEORGE
Sheís some girl alright, ainít she,
Harris?
Harris glowers at George who covers his mouth.
GEORGE (contíd)
Oops!
TODD
Letís go! Play cards.
MARY
I think I want to go home.
HARRIS
We just got here!
MARY
I want to leave. You can stay. I
donít like it here today.
53.
HARRIS
Mary, sheís nothing to me! We went
to school together, for Christ
sakes!
MARY
Harris, I want to go home!
MILLIE
Iíll take you home. Iíve had
enough, too.
TODD
Thereís no chains on the tires.
MILLIE
Letís go, Mary.
The girls exit.
HARRIS
Jesus Christ! Iíve never seen
anything like this!
GEORGE
Iím sorry.
Todd shuffles the cards.
Harris shakes his head, watching the women run outside into
the bad weather.
TODD
Weíre better off without them.
Besides, we got Gracey to look at.
HARRIS
Speak for yourself, will you?
Harris stares out the window, abandoned and miserable.
INT. TRUCK - DAY
Millie drives slowly as the windshield wipers swipe wet snow.
A huge buck is standing at the edge of the woods.
MARY
Look.
54.
MILLIE
You donít see the big ones in the
road unless theyíre in rut. Theyíre
lookiní for girlfriends.
MARY
Seems like everybodyís lookiní out
here.
MILLIE
Well, you know what they say: boys
will be boys.
MARY
I ainít, sorry, Iím not interested
in no boys.
MILLIE
I know what you mean, honey.
The big buck disappear into the woods.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - DAY
The sleet continues. Mary places a miniature statue of the
Virgin Mary on her dresser. She draws a silver cross from her
pocket, attached to a long silver chain.
The cross falls on the floor.
When Mary fetches it, she discovers a loose board. She pries
it up and peers down to the first floor kitchen.
Jonah is cutting himself a piece of pie.
Mary quietly replaces the board.
EXT. STORE - NIGHT
Fog horns MOAN. Itís drizzling and murky as Harris swaggers
from the store clutching a bottle of whiskey. Simple-minded
George follows.
Edna peers out, then extinguishes the light.
Harris REVS the flat-bed truck.
George adjusts the mounted spotlight and beams it over the
foggy water, the dock, and back over the water, like a child
playing with a flashlight.
55.
EXT. SHORELINE - NIGHT
The truck creeps along the icy road. The headlights are off.
Harris rests a shotgun out the open window as he swigs from a
quart of Canadian Club.
George shines the spotlight across the misty field onto a
medium-sized white-tailed deer.
The animal freezes.
Harris stops the truck, aims and calmly SHOOTS it dead.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, KITCHEN - NIGHT
Dried blood covers Harrisís muscular forearms. Heís drinking
beer at the kitchen table with George and Lars.
HARRIS
You donít like guttiní them deers,
do you, George?
GEORGE
Naw!
LARS
Shh! Youíll wake up the old man.
You donít like fixing them, but you
like eating them, donít ya, George?
GEORGE
Oh, yeah. ĎMember the last one,
Harris? My grunt was black. How
about yours?
HARRIS
Jesus H. Christ, I donít look at
mine, you goddamned fool.
LARS
You see Georgeís face when Mary
left tonight?
The loose ceiling board silently slides open.
HARRIS
George donít like excitement!
LARS
Shh!
56.
GEORGE
I like quiet.
LARS
Harris, you better go make peace
upstairs.
GEORGE
Boy, was she mad.
LARS
I thought she wanted to go at
Gracey.
GEORGE
I bet Gracey would win.
HARRIS
I donít know. Them little Italian
women are tough.
GEORGE
Them eye-talians make good
gangsters, donít they, Harris?
HARRIS
Yeah. They make good gangsters.
They make good wives, too. I ainít
gonna be messiní around. I love
that little woman.
The board slowly slips back over the opening.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - NIGHT
Harris SNORES as a windy downpour RATTLES the windows. Maryís
awake, gazing at the ceiling. Thereís a distant, high-pitched
BLEATING, faint at first, then the BLEATING persists, getting
LOUDER, until Mary gets out of bed and puts a coat on.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - NIGHT
BLEATING. Mary tiptoes into the barn dripping wet.
She lingers, then follows the rhythmic BLEATING, stealing
along to an end stall, spying over the top rails.
Todd has the front legs of a sheep tied to posts.
Heís fornicating with the animal, from behind, gripping the
wool as he pumps, sweaty and in a trance.
57.
Maryís horrified!
She dashes away, knocking over a shovel that REVERBERATES off
the concrete floor!
Todd pulls out quickly and hikes up his pants.
More BLEATING as Toddís blue eyes fix on the fallen shovel.
EXT. ROSE ISLAND, FERRY LANDING - DAY
Thereís a rough chop on the snowy bay when the ferry docks.
The boat lands hard, bouncing off the icy pilings.
Barbara, the only passenger, is wrapped in a heavy coat. Her
rubbery legs make it hard to walk on land.
The flat-bed truck is the only vehicle waiting. Maryís in the
driverís seat. She TOOTS the horn. Barbara waves, amazed that
baby sister can drive, but enraged at being on Rose Island.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - DAY
The flat-bed jolts up the farm road, scattering chickens and
guinea hens. Mary lurches to a halt. Barbaraís still angry.
She exits with her bag and slips on the ice.
BARBARA
MOTHER MARY OF GOD, O DI! I NEVER
THOUGHT WEíD GET HERE, THAT STUPID
BOAT GOINí BACK ANí FORTí, BING
BOOM, UP AND DOWN, BINGA BANGA
BOOMA, I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DIE!
MARY
SHUT UP! This ainít the city out
here. Look, donít worry about
nothiní. Youíre here now, arenít
youse? YOUSE? You got me sayiní
youse!
BARBARA
Then, I gotta ride in that smelly
truck! Oh, my God, I canít believe
this!
MARY
You got here, right or wrong?
58.
BARBARA
O Di, so quiet over here! How can
youse stand it? Where is everybody?
MARY
Harris is gettiní wood. The old man
and Millie are digginí the last
potatoes with that crazy George.
BARBARA
Whereís Todd?
MARY
Heís up to the north lot fixiní the
tractor.
BARBARA
Whereís the north lot?
MARY
What am I, a travel guide? Letís
bring your bag in. Címon.
Lars WHISTLES and waves from the kitchen.
MARY (contíd)
Heís been lookiní forward to you
coming, askiní all kinds of
questions. Iím surprised he didnít
ask how big them melons are.
BARBARA
Like youíd know. Oh, my God, what
did I get myself into?
Mary grasps her sisterís hand as they cross icy patches.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - DAY
Barbara holds her nose while she and Mary mince by a row of
steaming Holstein cows. A cow SPLATS a massive patty!
BARBARA
Oh, God!
Another cow licks salt with a huge pink tongue.
BARBARA (contíd)
Oh! Mother Mary! Thatís disgusting!
MARY
Come on, you.
59.
Mary leads her sister into another section of the barn. Itís
crammed with rusted auto parts, old furniture, farm supplies
and broken tools. Cats scurry.
BARBARA
O Di! Look at all this junk!
MARY
Shh! Hey, I got to tell you
something.
BARBARA
What?
MARY
I want to come home.
BARBARA
What are youse talkiní about?
MARY
This place is no good. I want to
come home.
BARBARA
But, you got married!
MARY
Shh! If I go, Harris will come with
me. This place is no good for him.
BARBARA
Whatíd youse come out here for
anyways?
MARY
I had to get out of Mamaís house!
She treats me like a witch!
BARBARA
You are a witch! What, you forgot?
And you left me and Mama there all
alone!
MARY
Shh!
BARBARA
I donít care who hears me!
60.
MARY
Iím goiní home with you. You
wouldnít believe what I saw. Iím
ashamed to even tell you.
BARBARA
What?
MARY
I canít even say it.
BARBARA
Are you crazy or somethiní?
MARY
I saw Todd with a sheep.
BARBARA
What are you talkiní about?
MARY
His pants were down. With a sheep.
You know.
BARBARA
What?
MARY
He was pumpiní a sheep, Barbara!
Mary cries.
MARY (contíd)
I gotta get out of here.
BARBARA
You always was a little crybaby.
Now youíre all grown up and still
telliní stories?
MARY
Barbara, I ainít makiní this up!
BARBARA
So, in other words, you know why I
came out here?
MARY
What do you mean?
BARBARA
You think I came out here to see
you?
61.
BARBARA(cont'd)
I got the most beautiful letter
from Todd. What do you think I got
on that boat for?
MARY
Oh, God! Whatís goiní on? Heís
married!
BARBARA
Well, he ainít happy. Why else
would he be writiní?
MARY
Boy, are you stupid.
BARBARA
Besides, we got a woman goiní to
stay with us and pay money for it.
There ainít room for you no more.
Maryís jaws are clenched, sheís stone-faced, but a single
tear runs down her cheek.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, DINING ROOM - NIGHT
The table is set with steaming potatoes, vegetables and meat.
Jonah Farnham, Todd, Millie, Harris, Mary, Lars, Barbara and
George are all eating dinner.
Lars is in dreamland, gloating over Barbara.
Mary chews slowly, her eyes on the table.
TODD
If the Germans take Moscow, the
whole country will crumble.
HARRIS
As long as we stay neutral, who
cares? I hear Rommel is getting
pounded. Right, Lars?
Lars is observing Barbaraís table manners, lost.
HARRIS (contíd)
The Brits are doiní the job in
North Africa, right?
LARS
Oh, ya, so I hear.
62.
HARRIS
You watch. Them Naziís will get
froze up in Russia, it gets so
goddamn cold.
JONAH
It gets goddamn cold here, too!
Whoís going to pick up those chains
in the morning?
TODD
Iíll get them.
JONAH
The eight boat?
TODD
Yup.
BARBARA
Could youse gimme a ride to the
eight oíclock ferry?
Todd chuckles at Barbaraís broken English.
TODD
Sure. Sure we can, Barbara.
MILLIE
Weíd be glad to.
LARS
Youíre leaving so soon. I was
hoping that youíd...
BARBARA
I, I canít. Maybe next time.
HARRIS
Mary fixed the room up next to
ours. Did you see it?
BARBARA
No.
Millie catches the glances between Todd and Barbara. Mary
remains oblivious, her eyes on her plate.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - NIGHT
Harris is SNORING. Maryís awake, listening to bedsprings
rhythmically CREAKING. She covers her head with a pillow.
63.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - DAY
Roosters CROW; crows CAW. Harris wakes up while Mary sleeps.
He reaches for a glass of water, then stirs her.
MARY
Huh? Oh. Youíre late for work.
HARRIS
Itís Sunday.
MARY
Oh, I forgot. I had nightmares.
HARRIS
Come here.
Heís aroused. He pulls her close and kisses her neck.
HARRIS (contíd)
Get on top, Peaches.
MARY
Youíre supposed to get on top.
HARRIS
Well, then turn over so I can
squeeze your titties.
MARY
No.
HARRIS
Címon, Peaches.
MARY
No! I ainít no animal.
HARRIS
Come on, baby, before it goes down.
She slowly turns and gets on her hands and knees. Harris
mounts her from behind. Maryís mute, staring at the little
Virgin Mary statue, numb and indifferent.
EXT. ROSE ISLAND, FERRY LANDING/STORE - DAY
Itís gray and bleak. Thereís a coating of snow on the ground.
Todd wheels his truck in with Millie in the middle and
Barbara riding shotgun. Barbara lets Millie out, then sits
back in the cab. Millie enters the store.
64.
Todd looks about, then kisses Barbara on the lips.
Millieís face vanishes behind a curtain in the store window.
INT. STORE - DAY
The storeís empty, except for a card game. Harris and Mary
are playing Todd and Millie. The table is full of beer
bottles. Todd throws the Queen of Hearts.
MILLIE
Whatís the matter with you! Spades
are trump!
Todd retrieves and throws a Jack. Mary takes it with a Queen.
MILLIE (contíd)
You give them the Jack? Why donít
you give them your whole hand?
TODD
Do you want to play, or do you want
to argue?
MILLIE
Keep playiní. Thereís nothing else
to do around here.
MARY
Except drink.
Mary takes a swig from her bottle.
MILLIE
Drink and fool around.
Todd throws his hand down.
TODD
Why donít you just drop it? She
gave me a little kiss good-bye.
MILLIE
Youíre so full of it. I canít stand
you!
MARY
My sister shouldíve never come out
here.
The door flies open and wide-eyed Lars bursts in!
65.
HARRIS
Whatís the matter?
LARS
YOU DIDNíT HEAR? THE JAPS BOMBED
PEARL HARBOR!
MILLIE
Where?
LARS
HAWAII! PEARL HARBOR, HAWAII!
The players are stupefied, especially Mary, who drops her
cards, paralyzed.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - DAY
Itís raining. Mary kneels in front of the miniature statue of
the Virgin Mary draped with the tiny silver cross necklace.
MARY
Blessed Mother of the Son of God, I
ask that you help me and Harris.
From the bottom of my heart, we
need you to show us you are here.
Please take away any badness.
Please. And help us to make a
family of our own. I ask these
things because there is nothing
more powerful than you. Amen.
Mary signs the cross. Outside, the crows CAW.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, LIBRARY - DAY
A radio CRACKLES war news. Rain water blurs the windows.
Maryís playing cards with Jonah. Todd darkens in the
doorway, disheveled, with downcast eyes.
TODD
Pop, Iíve got to talk to you.
JONAH
Go ahead.
TODD
In private.
Mary rises.
66.
JONAH
Sit. Sheís your brotherís wife,
isnít she?
MARY
Iíll leave.
She exits.
TODD
Iím going in the Army.
JONAH
What?
TODD
Iím going to enlist.
JONAH
Jesus Christ, Hawaii is three
thousand miles out in the Pacific!
I didnít raise you boys to become
canon fodder! What, you think
youíre going to impress the girls?
Youíll look real good in a pine
box!
TODD
Pop, I...
JONAH
Youíre going to leave us shorthanded?
What the hell are you
thinking?
TODD
Pop...
JONAH
Neither of you boys appreciate the
sweat of my ancestors! Why are you
talking like this? These Asians are
no threat to us! The American Navy
will wipe them out in a week! You
should read your history and quit
chasiní women! Now get the hell out
of here and go back to work!
Jonah slams the cards down.
A Joker lands face up.
67.
EXT. ROSE ISLAND, FERRY LANDING - DAY
Itís a blustery day. Toddís waiting for the ferry, rubbing
his hands, with a small suitcase between his feet.
Millieís shivering ten feet away from him.
As the boat docks, Todd tries to kiss her on the lips, but
she resists. He steals a kiss on her cheek.
Millie cries, trudging back to the truck where Mary waits.
INT. TRUCK - DAY
Maryís driving slowly over the snow with a barely loaded bed:
bottles of milk, egg boxes, and a bag of potatoes.
She and Millie are silent, concentrating on the road.
They hit a patch of ice and slide!
MILLIE
Whoa!
MARY
Oh, God!
Mary straightens the truck out and stops.
MARY (contíd)
I thought we were going off the
road! I hate driviní in the snow!
MILLIE
Youíre going to have to get used to
it.
MARY
No, you do it. Youíre better.
MILLIE
Iím leaving, Mary. Iím going to go
live with my mother.
MARY
No, Millie. What will I do?
MILLIE
You can handle it in the winter.
You and Harris can make a decent
living.
68.
MILLIE(cont'd)
George will help in the spring.
Come on, letís go before it gets
real bad.
They start to move again.
MARY
I donít want you to leave.
MILLIE
I have to.
They pull down into the ferry landing.
EXT. ROSE ISLAND, FERRY LANDING/STORE - DAY
Two MEN IN OVERCOATS and fedoras exit Ednaís store. Mary and
Millie watch the strangers climb into a black sedan.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, KITCHEN - DAY
Lars is cooking, WHISTLING a tune. Thereís a RAP at the door.
Itís the Men in Overcoats.
OVERCOAT ONE
Lars Schmidt?
LARS
Ya?
OVERCOAT ONE
May we step inside for a moment?
LARS
Iím sorry. Come in, come in.
Cold today, huh? Can I help you?
OVERCOAT ONE
Youíre Lars Schmidt, born in
Weisbaden, nineteen-oh-two?
LARS
Ya?
OVERCOAT ONE
Weíve got a few questions for you,
Mr. Schmidt.
Lars pales.
69.
INT. STORE - DAY
Itís snowing. Harris is laughing, drinking beer in a booth
with George, having a good time.
He looks outside and his expression turns to alarm!
INT/EXT. STORE - DAY
The Men in Overcoats remove a handcuffed Lars from the sedan.
The German cook is petrified!
INT. STORE - DAY
Harris leaps up, knocks bottles over, and rushes out!
EXT. STORE - DAY
With a puffed chest, Harris marches toward the Men in
Overcoats. The G-Men hold Larsí arms tighter.
HARRIS
What do you think youíre doing?
OVERCOAT ONE
(shows credentials)
Back off, Mister. Weíre with
Immigration.
HARRIS
Whatís going on?
LARS
Theyíre taking me, Harris.
HARRIS
You canít do that!
OVERCOAT ONE
This is official business, sir.
HARRIS
I donít give a good shit what kind
of business it is! Whatíd he do?
OVERCOAT TWO
Donít interfere, sir.
HARRIS
You canít take him off this island!
70.
Harris tries to pull Lars away.
OVERCOAT TWO
Hey!
OVERCOAT ONE
Sir, we gave you fair warning!
Overcoat Two pushes Harris off, but he charges back.
HARRIS
YOU CANíT DO THIS!
Overcoat One SLUGS Harris!
The strong, blond islander collapses onto the snowy ground.
LARS
NO!
OVERCOAT ONE
Youíre not helping the cause, Bud!
OVERCOAT TWO
Harboring Germans is a criminal
offense. You want to come with us?
Harris doesnít respond, hunched over, his face in the snow.
OVERCOAT ONE
You want to help this country, try
fighting some Nazis.
OVERCOAT TWO
Or some Japs.
OVERCOAT ONE
Weíre not the enemy, Bud.
Harris rises with his reddened face lowered.
Lars is placed in the car.
When Harris looks up, Edna, George and assorted Islanders are
on the store porch, staring at him.
Thereís blood running down his nose. He wipes it off, keeping
his eyes on the ground, ashamed of himself.
71.
INT. TRUCK - NIGHT
Harris and George are bouncing along a dirt road, drunk, with
a corked jug and a rifle between them.
HARRIS
Yee-haa!
The faster they go, the more they bounce!
HARRIS (contíd)
YEE-HAA!
Thereís an EXPLOSION! Harris JAMS the brakes!
HARRIS (contíd)
JESUS CHRIST! WHAT THE HELL WAS
THAT?
GEORGE
Somebody shootiní at us?
George shines the spotlight into the field.
Harris looks up at the cab ceiling. The jugís cork has blown
a hole in the roof and is lodged there.
HARRIS
Iíll be goddamned! Lose good
whiskey like that!
Harris twists the cork from the roof and replaces it.
Georgeís spotlight rests on bright eyes of a young buck.
GEORGE
Look.
HARRIS
Nah. Too small.
The spot shines across a cluster of old gravestones.
HARRIS (contíd)
We got the pick in the back?
GEORGE
Yup.
They grin at each other for a moment before chuckling.
72.
EXT. BURIAL GROUND - NIGHT
George is in a pit swinging a pick. Lit by a gigantic moon,
Harris lolls on a rock, drinking from the jug. Heís
surrounded by clumps of frosty sod and rocks.
HARRIS
Címon, for Christ sakes! I did all
the hard work. Put something into
it!
The village idiot is exhausted, but swings harder.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM - NIGHT
George pours gasoline on two pieces of nailed wood, in the
moonlit, snow-covered field near the farmhouse.
Harris emerges from the shadows wearing the KKK robe with the
hood askew. He carries a decayed, jawless human skull in one
hand, and a fresh bottle of whiskey in the other.
He lifts the saturated wood and forms a crude cross. He then
places the skull on top and leans it against the stone wall.
Harris lights the cross on fire!
HARRIS
YEEEEE! Ha, ha, ha, ha!
They pass the bottle as the cross flames, charring the skull.
Lights go on inside the farmhouse.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, KITCHEN - DAY
Mary is serving breakfast to Jonah. Unshaven, in rumpled
clothes, Harris slumps at the table, head in hands, rubbing
his temples.
HARRIS
I need some coffee.
Mary pours.
JONAH
What was going on last night?
HARRIS
We were just having some fun.
73.
JONAH
I talked to George this morning.
Thatís your idea of fun? You can go
to jail for that!
HARRIS
For what?
JONAH
FOR DIGGING UP A GRAVE, GOD DAMN
IT!
HARRIS
Jesus Christ, you act like I killed
somebody!
JONAH
Alright! Alright! Look, Iím
serious, Harris. You and George put
that grave back the way you found
it. You understand me?
HARRIS
Yeah.
JONAH
Then, if I were you, Iíd start
buckiní up the big oak that fell in
the north lot.
Mary offers Harris a plate of eggs, but he pushes them away.
Millie enters with her coat draped over a suitcase.
JONAH (contíd)
The honeymoon is over, Harris.
Jonah takes the eggs for himself.
JONAH (contíd)
Mary, youíre going to have to take
Millie down to the boat.
Harris holds his head in his hands; Millieís eyes are on the
floor; Mary and Jonah seem to be the only ones still alive.
JONAH (contíd)
By the way, these eggs are
delicious, Mary.
74.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM, NORTH LOT - DAY
Harris is sawing a gigantic fallen oak. His rifle rests
against the trunk. He stops and sips from a silver hip flask.
Forty yards away, the huge buck peers out of the woods.
Harris goes for his gun. The big buck doesnít move. He aims
and fingers the trigger, and the buck still doesnít budge.
Harris canít do it. He lowers the gun.
The buck disappears into the bush.
Harris picks up an axe and begins splitting the bucked
chunks. One is knotty and he struggles with it. With a hard
swing, the axe deflects off the wood and sinks into his boot!
HARRIS
AHHHHH!
He pulls the axe from his blood-soaked boot.
He packs it with snow that turns red.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, KITCHEN - DAY
Mary stirs a stew while listening to the RADIO.
A crow SCREAMS an incessant CAW. The CAWS blend with a YELL.
HARRIS (O.S.)
HEY! HEY! HEY!
Mary doesnít hear the voice.
Then, she drops her ladle. She opens the door just as Harris
falls in, terrified, white, his boot saturated in blood!
MARY
OH, JESUS!
HARRIS
I almost cut my goddamned foot off!
He lifts his trousers and blood smears the floor.
HARRIS (contíd)
I lost a lot of blood. You got to
help me, Peachie.
75.
She rubs the tiny silver cross around her neck.
MARY
Stay on the floor.
Mary attempts to take his boot off as Jonah enters.
HARRIS
OW!
JONAH
WHAT HAPPENED?
HARRIS
The axe slipped. OW! Goddamn thing
hurts like hell!
JONAH
Mary, stop the bleeding and wash it
off. Iíll get the needle and
thread. Give him some whiskey!
Mary hands Harris a bottle from the cupboard.
MARY
You really done it now.
She rips the dishrag, ties it around his leg, using the
excess to dab the wound.
HARRIS
Jesus Christ!
Mary gently removes the boot. Harris gulps from the bottle.
MARY
Let me see.
She takes the bottle from Harris and tries to pour whiskey on
the wound. He grabs it back.
HARRIS
Get some water; youíll waste the
stuff. That big buck came out of
the woods. I couldnít shoot him.
Had him in my sight and couldnít do
it.
MARY
Just lean back. Let me wash you
off.
76.
HARRIS
OW! SON-OF-A-BITCH!
As she pours water directly on the deep wound, Jonah reenters
with a first-aid kit. The water washes the blood away
and bone is revealed.
Mary gasps, but covers it so Harris wonít see.
JONAH
Weíre going to need some hired help
around here.
HARRIS
Donít worry. You know me, Iíll be
back at it tomorrow.
The old man looks under the cover and isnít convinced.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - NIGHT
The bandaged foot is propped up on pillows. Harris lays in
bed with his whiskey bottle.
HARRIS
How about doing some of that
healing magic or something, Mary. I
canít lay around here for ever.
She removes the silver cross from the Virgin Mary.
HARRIS (contíd)
Címon, Peaches.
Mary kneels before the statue.
HARRIS (contíd)
Oh, come on. That Catholic crap
doesnít work. Mary. Please.
MARY
Oh Holy Mary, Mother of God, Queen
of Heaven and Earth, I ask you to
help Harris. Please, help him to
heal and make him better.
HARRIS
Peaches.
MARY
Oh Star of the Sea, show me you are
my Mother.
77.
HARRIS
Peaches. Hey.
MARY
Fruitful vine, splendor of heaven,
I place...
HARRIS
Hey!
MARY
Shut up! I place this in your
hands, you who were conceived
without sin, I humbly beseech you.
Amen.
Harris shakes his head.
INT. STORE - DAY
Jukebox MUSIC plays. A few Islanders are throwing a ball to a
puppy, a mixed collie with a white tip on his tail. Edna is
sorting mail behind the counter.
Mary has to force the door shut because of wind.
EDNA
So, howís he doiní?
MARY
He isnít feeliní any pain. At least
he isnít complaininí.
EDNA
Well, thatís good. You want your
mail?
MARY
Sure.
The puppy scurries over to play with Mary.
EDNA
Want a puppy?
MARY
Me? No, I donít need no puppy.
EDNA
I found it. Cute, huh?
78.
MARY
Yeah.
Edna sorts the Farnham mail.
EDNA
Here you go. With Todd gone, I
thought Harris would be the safe
one at home. You tell him to stay
in bed and get healed up.
MARY
I will. Thanks, Edna.
EDNA
I guess if we canít get anyone to
take it, Iíll have to put it in a
potato bag and let the tide take
him out.
MARY
What?
EDNA
Canít let it starve to death.
MARY
Youíd kill him?
EDNA
What am I supposed to do?
MARY
Itís so cute. Iíll take him.
EDNA
Good. Take it up to the farm. Heíll
make a great dog.
MARY
Come on, little cutie.
After Mary leaves, Edna peers out the store window.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, LIBRARY - DAY
Harris is convalescing in his fatherís stuffed chair, drink
in hand, with his leg propped up on a stool.
JONAH
And she got off the boat.
79.
HARRIS
Yeah?
JONAH
She must have weighed four hundred
pounds!
HARRIS
Ha, ha! No!
JONAH
The poor little bastard, she ate
him out of house and home!
HARRIS
Ha, ha, ha! What happened?
JONAH
He sent her back to the mainland.
She probably weighed five hundred
pounds when she left!
HARRIS
Ha, ha, ha!
JONAH
Those were the good old days.
HARRIS
When women were women, huh, Pop?
The puppy runs into the room and leaps on Harrisís lap!
HARRIS (contíd)
Oh! HEY! Whatís this?
JONAH
What the hell?
Mary drops the mail when the puppy leaps on her!
MARY
Isnít he cute? Edna found him. She
was gonna drown him!
She hands mail to Jonah and holds a letter for herself.
HARRIS
Looks like that Laddie, doesnít it,
Pop? Same tail! Come here, fella!
Jonah steps back.
80.
MARY
Whoís Laddie?
HARRIS
The dog I had as a kid.
MARY
I didnít know you had a dog!
HARRIS
Yeah, well, he, ah, just
disappeared one day.
The puppy canít stop licking Harris.
MARY
How can a dog disappear?
Jonahís face is frozen.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, KITCHEN - NIGHT
An opened letter waits on the table in front of Mary.
Harris limps in using a cane.
HARRIS
Jesus, this goddamn thing is
killing me! Even the whiskey donít
work.
Maryís daydreaming.
HARRIS (contíd)
Whatís the matter?
MARY
I have to go home. My motherís
sick. She isnít gonna make it.
HARRIS
Aw, Peaches. Is there anything I
can do?
MARY
What can you do? People die.
HARRIS
Iím sorry, honey. Come here.
Harris reaches out and they hug.
81.
INT. MARINO APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - DAY
Two elderly female Italian MOURNERS, dressed in black,
commiserate before the mini-shrine to Guiseppe Marino: his
photograph, candles and a Virgin Mary statue.
The ďSacred HeartĒ picture of Jesus looms above the altar.
MOURNER ONE
He was a good man. A hard-worker. A
good father to his children and a
good husband. God Bless his soul.
Barbara enters, in black, softly closing the bedroom door.
MOURNER ONE (contíd)
Thank God she went fast.
BARBARA
Yeah, there was no sufferiní.
MOURNER TWO
Thank God.
KNOCK, KNOCK. Barbara lets Mary in.
BARBARA
Youíre late.
The old women are startled to see her.
MOURNER ONE
Itís you.
MARY
Whatís going on?
MOURNER TWO
We must leave now.
BARBARA
Sheís gone.
MARY
When?
BARBARA
Three oíclock this morning.
Mary gestures the sign of the cross.
82.
BARBARA (contíd)
Thank youse for coming.
Barbara slips one old woman a ten dollar bill.
MOURNER
Li veri amici sunnu comu li muschi
bianchi.
SUPER: ďTrue friends are as rare as white flies.Ē
The Mourners exit.
BARBARA
Where have you been?
MARY
The ferry didnít run. The water was
too rough.
BARBARA
At least you could have been here.
MARY
What, you want me to swim? Let me
see her.
Mary glares at the photo of her father.
INT. MARINO APARTMENT, BEDROOM - DAY
The curtains are drawn and a mirror is draped in black.
Assunta Marino is dead. The corpse is in a casket holding
ice, a string of rosary beads wound between the fingers.
There is a floral arrangement of a clock face depicting three
oíclock - the exact time of death.
Mary kneels before the pasty body, but keeps one eye on
Barbara straightening the bed. She crosses and rises.
MARY
What do you got her in that dress
for?
BARBARA
Itís tradition. Poppaís picture is
goiní in there, too.
MARY
Ha! She and Poppa hated each other!
83.
BARBARA
Donít you come over here and start!
This is my house now!
MARY
What the hell are you talkiní
about? What about Joseph and
Anthony?
BARBARA
Mama left the whole house to me!
Thatís what she wanted, okay? You
left. You got a place to live! Mama
didnít want that mal occhio in the
house. You, with the evil eyes!
MARY
Me? ME? Mama used to watch when the
bastard was all over me!
BARBARA
GET OUT! NOW!
MARY
I hope she rots in HELL!
BARBARA
YOU GET OUTTA THIS HOUSE!
Maryís eyes burn! She makes the ďmano di cornutoĒ sign:
extending her index and little finger, forming horns.
MARY
Thatís for the both of youse!
Barbara SLAPS her sister across the face!
MARY (contíd)
OW! You dirty pig!
They wrestle to the floor.
BARBARA
OW! STOP IT!
Mary repeatedly SLAPS her sister, bloodying her large nose.
BARBARA (contíd)
OW! NO! STOP IT! OW!
Mary pulls out a large clump of Barbaraís hair.
84.
BARBARA (contíd)
OW! AHHHH! YOU WITCH! YOU STREGA!
MARY
Ha! Ha! Ha! I got somethiní of
yours now!
Mary shoves the hair-clump into her pocket.
INT. MARINO APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - DAY
Before Mary leaves, she pauses before the photograph of her
father and SLAPS it! The photograph of Guiseppe, the statue
of the Virgin Mary and a lit candle SMASH on the floor! She
spits at her fatherís image.
After the door SLAMS, a candle burns the old carpet.
INT. TRUCK - DAY
Itís cold and gray. Jonahís waiting for the ferry to dock.
His face is blank and lifeless. Slowly, he transforms, from
vacuous to hungry.
Mary opens the door. Sheís wearing make-up: dark eye shadow
and red lipstick.
The old man is breathless, licking his lips.
MARY
How is he?
JONAH
Heís, heís strong. Heíll get over
it.
MARY
Did you feed the puppy?
JONAH
What? Oh, ah, I havenít seen it.
Must be in the barn. Howíd it go
over there?
MARY
Good. Real good.
Edna stares from the store as the truck leaves.
85.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - DAY
Harris is sleeping. He has a yellow pallor. Thereís a halfempty
bottle of whiskey on the nightstand. Maryís rattled by
his appearance. She removes the sheet covering his leg.
Above the bandaged foot, the skin is discolored and infected.
HARRIS
Peachie.
She bends over and kisses him on the lips.
MARY
What happened?
HARRIS
Goddamn thing is killiní me.
She feels his head.
MARY
Youíre hot. You want some water?
HARRIS
No. I must be real sick, I donít
even feel like drinkiní. Ha, ha!
Oh, that hurt.
MARY
Donít worry, Iím gonna help you.
HARRIS
Oh, Peachie, I need you to take the
fever away.
She kisses him on the forehead.
MARY
You sleep now. Iíll be back in a
little while.
Harris closes his eyes.
Mary moves to the dresser, picks up the Virgin Mary statue,
and removes the silver cross.
She places both in a drawer.
86.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, LIBRARY - DAY
Jonahís snoring in his chair, a book splayed across his lap.
Mary enters and he wakes, as if he were telepathic.
JONAH
George is coming to help in the
morning. Heís going to stay on as
long as we need him.
MARY
Harris is real sick.
JONAH
Mary, no doctor is going to come
out here in the winter. Donít worry
about Harris. Heís tough, heíll be
alright. Besides, I thought you
were the one that knew how to fix
him.
MARY
Have you seen the puppy?
JONAH
No.
MARY
I looked all over. I canít find
him.
JONAH
Heíll show up. They always do.
Mary spots an empty whiskey bottle on the floor.
MARY
I leave for one day and the whole
place goes to hell.
She bends over to pick up the bottle and Jonah stares down
the sweater at her breasts.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - DAY
Harris is drying up. His face is yellow and gaunt; the lips
parched and cracked. He drifts in and out of consciousness,
his head framed by a braid of garlic cloves. A horseshoe has
been placed on his chest, centered with a gold key.
87.
Maryís sweating. She uses her index finger to release
droplets of olive oil into a bowl of water. Each drop
disperses, mixes with the water, then SPUTTERS.
MARY
Cristo, Cristiello! Tu sei buono,
ma e piu buono quello.
SUPER: Christ, little Christ! Thou art good, but how much
better is that one.
Mary dabs the oil with her thumb and makes a cross on
Harrisís forehead.
MARY (contíd)
In nome del padre, del figlio, e
dello sprito santo.
She uses a rag to wipe his face. His eyes open.
MARY (contíd)
You come back to me now. I need
you.
Harris groans and Mary puts her index finger on his lips.
Jonah looms in the doorway, but she doesnít see him.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - NIGHT - LATER
Mary washes Harris as sleeps.
She wipes his eyelids and he awakens.
HARRIS
Hey, Peachie.
MARY
Youíre not burniní up anymore.
HARRIS
I was haviní crazy dreams. What
time is it?
MARY
The suníll be up in a little while.
George and I are going to do the
cows.
HARRIS
I can...OW! Jesus, that hurts!
88.
MARY
Donít move. You want some water?
HARRIS
Yeah.
Mary puts a glass to his lips. He sips slowly.
HARRIS (contíd)
I had a nightmare. I dreamed all
these sheep got loose and there was
a stampede. Todd was in the middle
of it and he got sucked right under
and trampled. I went to look for
him in the muck and all I found was
his clothes. The sheep ate him.
Then, Lars was cookiní dinner and
he served a leg of lamb. When I
went to carve it, this blue eyeball
fell out and rolled on the floor.
It stopped and winked at me. Jesus
Christ, I woke up and you were
right here. Peachie, I never felt
so good in my life. You were right
here beside me.
Mary takes his hand and kisses it. She pulls the covers over
him and kisses his forehead.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, LIBRARY - DAY
Maryís sweeping the carpet. She finds the rug has been
chewed. Also, the base of the Bible stand has been gnawed.
Sheís curious about the writing on the inside cover of the
huge, leather-bound Bible: names and dates; births and
deaths. Mary flips the pages, looking at the color leafs, and
opens to an insertion. A picture of a bare-breasted African
woman has been hidden inside.
She replaces it and leaves the Bible as it was.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - DAY
George is lugging a bale of hay. Maryís stacking firewood.
A truck pulls up the farm road. Itís Edna.
EDNA
Howís Harris?
89.
MARY
Heís doiní better.
EDNA
I got a big package for you. It
came over on the eight boat.
MARY
Okay.
GEORGE
Want some help?
EDNA
Yeah, George, take that inside for
her. It donít weigh that much.
George carries the large package away.
JONAH (O.C.)
What are you doing up here?
Edna winces, startled to see Jonah behind her.
EDNA
Mary got a package.
JONAH
Weíll come down to the boat to get
our mail, just like always.
EDNA
I thought with Harris being sick
and all...
JONAH
Harris is going to be fine.
MARY
You havenít seen that little puppy
have you?
EDNA
Whatís the matter?
MARY
Heís gone. He disappeared.
Edna glares at Jonah, then reaches into her coat.
EDNA
Hereís a letter from Todd.
90.
JONAH
Like I said, weíll come down to get
our mail. No need to come up here.
Scowling, Jonah looks deeply into Ednaís eyes as he takes the
envelope from her.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, KITCHEN - DAY
The large package rests on the kitchen table. Mary uses a
knife to open it. Wrapped in newspaper is her little white
Christmas dress with a faded wine stain. She unwraps a motheaten
blanket, revealing the ďSacred HeartĒ picture of Jesus
and brushes the dust off it.
She looks further, removing crinkled newspaper. The wilted
red devilís horn peppers are packed inside.
Mary giggles and skips out of the room!
INT. FARNHAM FARM, STAIRWELL - DAY
Mary runs up the stairs with the red peppers in her hand!
MARY
HARRIS! HARRIS!
She trips, laughs, and carries on.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - DAY
Harris is sitting up, staring, with a smile on his face.
MARY
Harris, look! The peppers from the
city! These are powerful!
She removes the horseshoe and key from the bed and arranges
the peppers on Harrisís chest.
He continues to grin.
MARY (contíd)
You look like a lady with a
necklace! Ha, ha! How do you like
it? Harris? Harris?
(she touches his face)
HARRIS!
Harris is dead. Mary breaks down, hugging him.
91.
MARY (contíd)
NO! NO! OH, JESUS, NO! PLEASE, GOD!
NO! NO! NO!
She falls onto the body and WAILS!
EXT. CEMETARY - DAY
Using ropes, Islanders lower a simple coffin into the ground.
The grave is unmarked, but surrounded by many ďFarnhamĒ
stones, including ďNellie Farnham, wife of Jonah, Born 1901,
Died 1933.Ē
Jonah and Mary are downcast, watching the casket hit bottom.
Crows CAW.
Islanders look on from a distance, including Edna and Grace.
Adjacent to the family plot is a mound of freshly disturbed
earth: the grave that Harris and George dug up.
There is a spent whiskey bottle resting in the dirt.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - DAY
The picture of the ďSacred HeartĒ hangs over the bed as Mary
changes the sheets. She sits on the side of the bed, tired.
There is an envelope on the dresser. From it, Mary removes
photographs of the farmhouse,
the barn,
the flat-bed truck,
then herself on the stonewall in her sexy pose.
The last photo is of Harris, taken the same day, beside the
stonewall, smiling, happy-go-lucky, wet from rain.
Mary places the image in a dresser drawer and finds the
wilted garland of devilís horn peppers.
She quivers, then hurls the peppers at the ďSacred Heart.Ē
Mary flops on the bed, sobbing.
92.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - NIGHT
Thunder RUMBLES with flashes of lightning.
Maryís sitting on the bed carving a sad face into an apple,
curving the mouth downward.
She inserts a large red pepper tip in a hole for the nose
then cuts a circle into the top of the apple. She stuffs in
the clump of hair ripped from her sisterís head and styles it
with her knife.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, KITCHEN - DAY
Mary moves about the kitchen like an automaton. She places
food on the table while creating four place settings.
Jonah and George enter, stomping mud off their boots, but
Mary doesnít acknowledge them. The men hang their coats, seat
and begin to serve themselves.
JONAH
Weíd better start thinking about
putting an edge on the plows.
GEORGE
Yup.
JONAH
I think weíll try sweet corn in
that south lot this year, so,
George, weíll have to manure it
heavy.
GEORGE
Oh, yeah. Thatíll be good.
JONAH
Sit down and eat, Mary.
Mary sits before an empty plate and doesnít serve herself.
JONAH (contíd)
Youíre going to have to take over
the garden, Mary. We might be able
to get a local girl to help you.
Jonah winks at George and the buffoon smiles.
Maryís focused on her empty plate.
93.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - NIGHT
Thereís a chamber pot beside the dresser. Mary plops the
shrunken apple-face into it and pours water over it. She
spits on it, then gathers up her nightgown, squats on the pot
and urinates. She appears placid, almost sedated.
INT. MARINO APARTMENT - BATHROOM - NIGHT
Barbaraís naked, lowering herself into a steaming bath tub.
Her eyelids are heavy as she takes a deep breath. She rests
her head on the back of the tub and closes her eyes.
Suddenly, Barbaraís body is thrust under the water! She
bursts out, COUGHING, only to be pulled under again, GULPING,
as if a two hundred pound weight was on her chest!
Again, she springs from the tub, only to be pulled back by
this invisible force, banging her head on the cast iron rim.
Barbara sinks, bleeding from the back of her skull.
The water calms.
Maryís sister lies submerged, stiff with open eyes.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM - DAY
Birds are SINGING. In freshly tilled soil, Mary plants peas
in long furrows. Harrisís old girlfriend, Grace, is working a
few rows away, humming a song.
Crows land, CAW, and Mary throws a rock at them.
The rock BANGS off a rusted, overturned wheelbarrow.
Mary struggles to turn the wheelbarrow over. Thereís a round
nest underneath. She inspects it, pulls it apart, and
extracts a long piece of fur: a white-tipped puppy tail.
GRACE
Whatís that?
MARY
I donít know.
Jonahís peering out from the library window.
94.
INT. STORE - DAY
The store is empty and silent, except for muted radio MUSIC
emanating from the back room. Maryís stacking milk crates.
Edna emerges, sorting mail.
EDNA
Thereís a letter from Todd here. I
almost opened it by mistake. Oh,
thereís one here for you, too.
MARY
Thanks. I left the receipt on the
counter.
EDNA
Okay, Mary. Thank you.
Edna disappears into the back room. The MUSIC turns to muted
WAR NEWS as Mary inspects the unsealed letter with military
franking. She then reads her letter from Providence.
Grace enters the store and sees the Maryís face.
GRACE
Whatís the matter?
MARY
My sister.
GRACE
What happened?
MARY
She died.
GRACE
Oh, my God.
MARY
God had nothiní to do with it.
Grace draws back from Maryís glazed eyes.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, LIBRARY - NIGHT
Rain streaks down the windowpanes. Jonah sits in his chair
wrapped in a blanket. He sneezes. Mary brings him tea.
95.
JONAH
You had your supper, didnít you?
MARY
Iím not hungry.
JONAH
Mary, spring is coming on very
fast. I know this is hard to hear,
but itís time for rebirth. What do
you say? Why donít we play some
cards like we used to?
MARY
Alright.
JONAH
Good. It will take our minds off
things.
Mary pulls up a chair and deals six cards each.
JONAH (contíd)
Iíll bid three.
MARY
Iíll take that.
Mary leads with the Ace of Hearts. Jonah pitches the Jack of
Hearts. Mary counters with the Queen of Hearts. Jonah limply
throws a meaningless Three of Clubs.
MARY (contíd)
No more hearts?
Jonah shakes his head and sips his tea.
Mary starts to pitch her next card, stops, rises, and goes to
the rainy window.
JONAH
Whatís wrong?
MARY
I canít stop thinking of Harris. I
see him everywhere. I see him in
this window. Heís part of
everything here.
JONAH
I miss him, too, Mary. These are
hard times.
96.
JONAH(cont'd)
My other boyís in harmís way, too.
I canít bear to lose both of them.
MARY
And the rain makes me cry.
JONAH
Iíll tell you what. How about we
have a drink? Weíll forget about
everything; just for tonight.
Jonah and Maryís reflections bleed in the windowpane.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, LIBRARY - NIGHT - LATER
Lightning flashes; THUNDER CRASHES.
Maryís pie-eyed, her blouse unbuttoned, while she and Jonah
continue playing cards.
MARY
Throw the damn card!
He tosses the King of Spades. Mary throws the black Ace.
MARY (contíd)
Got ya! Ha, ha, ha, ha ha!
JONAH
Oh, no!
MARY
Alright, pay up!
JONAH
Youíre cleaning me out!
Jonah lays down a five dollar bill.
MARY
Iím empty again. I never won this
much money!
He pours her more whiskey and Mary drinks it like water.
MARY (contíd)
Iím glad Harris canít see me like
this. Whew!
She slumps back in her chair. Her bra shows.
MARY (contíd)
Have another drink.
97.
JONAH
Iíve had enough, Mary.
MARY
Go on! Have another one. Itís just
you and me now.
He pours himself a short one.
MARY (contíd)
My hair must be a mess.
JONAH
No, you look fine.
Mary bends forward and Jonah peers down her blouse.
Mary leans back in her chair with a cockeyed smile.
DREAM - MARYíS BLACKOUT
Maryís watching her sweaty, grizzled father, Guiseppe, on top
her, fornicating. There are bloody circles on his nostrils
and he smiles with yellow teeth.
Maryís spread-eagled, helpless as he pumps away, GROANING.
Guiseppeís face blurs and blends into Jonah.
The stern-faced old man is fucking away like a dog, PANTING.
BACK ON SCENE
INT. FARNHAM FARM, LIBRARY - DAY - PRESENT DAY
A rooster CROWS.
Mary enters and sits in Jonahís stuffed chair. Sheís a mess,
hungover with wrinkled clothes. Trying to fix herself, she
discovers her bra is attached incorrectly. She checks her
skirt: the buttons are fastened wrong.
She rises and winces, touching her crotch.
The nude African photograph protruds from the Bible.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - DAY
The floorboard has been pushed aside. Mary looks down at
Jonah, eating at the table. George enters the kitchen.
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JONAH
Hereís your money.
GEORGE
Thanks. Hey, Mr. Farnham, I havenít
seen you smile in a long time.
JONAH
Well, George, Iím having a pretty
good day today.
Mary slowly slides the board back into place.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, LIBRARY - NIGHT
The large Bible is open and Jonah is reading, standing up. He
doesnít see Mary walk in backwards. She turns, wearing dark
eye shadow and red lipstick.
MARY
Do you want to play more cards?
Jonah spins around, wide-eyed.
MARY (contíd)
You should have taken me upstairs.
It felt funny waking up in your
chair.
JONAH
You, you were sleeping so soundly;
I, ah, didnít want to disturb you.
From inside her blouse, Mary produces the white-tipped puppy
tail. Jonahís jaw drops.
MARY
Look what I found.
JONAH
Whatís that?
MARY
After last night, we still have
secrets?
JONAH
Mary, listen to me. You were gone.
The thing was pissing all over the
rugs, Harris was in bed, look, it,
it chewed the bottom of the Bible
stand.
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JONAH(cont'd)
I canít have that in my house,
Mary. It was just like that
goddamned Laddie!
Jonah catches himself in his confession.
JONAH (contíd)
Mary, God gives us free will. Some
things we must take upon ourselves.
She slinks to a chair.
MARY
Letís have another drink. What the
hell.
JONAH
Iíve got work to do, Mary.
She unbuttons her blouse.
MARY
Yeah, I know. A drink will help.
Jonah flushes as he stares at her chest.
JONAH
Youíre right. Letís, letís have a
toast.
Thereís a bottle on the shelf with two glasses. He pours and
excitedly hands Mary her drink.
JONAH (contíd)
Youíre absolutely correct. A drink
will help.
MARY
Iím going to have to teach you how
to put my bra back on. Maybe next
time you can just leave it off.
JONAH
Mary, believe me, I, ah, I didnít
mean to violate you in any way.
Please, I...
MARY
I liked it.
JONAH
It was, there was a lot of
drinking, I...
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MARY
I said I liked it.
Mary takes her blouse off, exposing her bra.
MARY (contíd)
Do you like them?
JONAH
Yes, theyíre, yes, I do. I do like
them.
She lowers a cup, exposing one breast.
MARY
I like to be sucked.
Jonah moves toward her and gets on his knees.
JONAH
Oh, God forgive me.
Mary smiles and puts her breast in his mouth.
MARY
Harder. Mmmm.
As he sucks, Mary unbuttons her skirt and slip, and lowers
them to the floor. She offers Jonah her other breast, then
hands him the puppy tail.
MARY (contíd)
Rub this on it.
Jonah drops his pants. Mary slides her panties off.
JONAH
Letís go up to the bedroom.
MARY
No.
Mary lies on the floor, spreading her legs. Jonah mounts her.
As he pumps, she puts the puppy tail in his mouth.
MARY (contíd)
Suck it.
Jonah sucks the tail, then feels a sharp pain in his groin.
JONAH
OW!
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He pulls out, holding his genitals.
JONAH (contíd)
AH! God!
He removes his hand. The old manís testicles are swollen like
baseballs and his penis is purple and bleeding.
JONAH (contíd)
Jesus Christ, you little bitch! AH!
GOD! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
Jonah rolls on his side and curls into a ball.
Mary coldly watches him MOAN and writhe on the floor.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - NIGHT
Maryís opening stalls, shooing out all the animals! They MOO
and BLEAT, dashing for freedom!
She drags Jonahís body onto a bed of straw.
She raises a kerosene lantern over her head and SMASHES it,
setting the straw ablaze!
Mary spits on Jonahís corpse and forms the fig gesture: the
thumb inserted between the middle and index finger.
She exits scratching her ass.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM, BARN - NIGHT
Alone in the field, leaning against the lichen stonewall,
Mary calmly watches the barn blaze.
The huge structure is enveloped by stabbing, crimson flames.
INT. FARNHAM FARM - DAY - 1945
The barn is a gigantic, fallen lump of coal. Wild grape vines
crisscross the rubble, clinging to charred beams.
The garden gate slumps, the fields are overgrown.
Crows CAW on a limb that has snapped off the chestnut tree.
The farmhouse sags, like a tired, old woman.
102.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, KITCHEN - DAY
The ďSacred HeartĒ hangs over the stove with the wilted
garland of red peppers hanging below Jesus.
Mary has set a table for two. Harrisís photograph sits on a
saucer, leaning against a cup.
FIBBER MCGEE AND MOLLY play on the RADIO.
A now haggard Mary is cooking and cackling.
MARY
Did youse hear that, Harris? Ha,
ha!
She brings a skillet of eggs to the table.
MARY (contíd)
Youse want more eggs? You gotta get
strong!
She stands there, as if waiting for an answer.
MARY (contíd)
Howís about some fried potatoes?
A crow CAWS outside and she opens the door.
MARY (contíd)
HEY! SHUT UP, FOR CHRIST SAKES!
WEíRE TRYING TO EAT IN HERE!
She SLAMS the door shut.
MARY (contíd)
Goddamn birds always makiní a
racket. Okay, I guess Iím ready to
eat. You sure youse ainít gonna eat
anything?
Mary opens a cupboard and fetches the Virgin Mary statue,
placing it on the table. She takes the silver cross from her
neck and loops it around icon. She folds her hands in prayer.
MARY (contíd)
Mother Mary, Harris and I ask that
you will grant us peace in our
hearts and...
Outside, car TIRES ROLL over the gravel driveway.
103.
A car door SHUTS.
Mary doesnít move.
FOOTSTEPS CRUNCH.
Millieís face is in the window.
MILLIE
Mary? MARY! Open the door.
Millie KNOCKS.
MILLIE (contíd)
Mary? Mary, open up!
Mary refuses to turn around and face Millie.
MARY
Go away! Thereís no one home!
MILLIE
Iíve got some news, Mary! Please
open the door, Iíve got to talk to
you!
MARY
Go home! I donít want no news!
Leave us alone!
MILLIE
Mary, please!
Mary stays still. Millieís exasperated and leaves.
Mary clasps her hands together and continues to pray.
EXT. ROSE ISLAND, FERRY LANDING - DAY
A cargo truck covered with canvas lumbers down the ferry
ramp, directed by a gray-bearded CAPTAIN. He salutes the
driver, Todd, looking sharp in his military uniform, cleanshaven
with his hair combed perfectly.
Edna waits on the store porch.
Todd climbs from the truck and marches right to her.
They embrace in tears.
TODD
Hi, Mom. I missed you so much.
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EDNA
I knew youíd come home alright.
TODD
Itís been a long time.
EDNA
Youíre not going to recognize the
farm.
TODD
Is she up there?
EDNA
Yeah, sheís up there. Crazy as a
loon.
Islanders exit the store.
ISLANDERS
Welcome home, Todd. Glad youíre
back, Todd.
TODD
Thanks.
EDNA
I talked to George. Heís going to
help us. Bob Dodd, too. Donít
worry, weíll get it back the way it
used to be.
TODD
Iíve been waiting a long time for
this day. Iíll see you later on. I
love you, Ma.
EDNA
I love you, too, Todd. Now, go do
what you have to.
Toddís blue eyes burn as he walks back to truck.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM - DAY
Toddís cargo truck slowly pulls in beside the ruined barn.
He gets out of the truck and the image of his uniform against
the charred destruction resembles a war scene.
105.
(MORE)
INT. FARNHAM FARM, BEDROOM - DAY
Mary is dusting off Harrisís photograph.
MARY
Look at you. Youíre all dirty
again.
POUNDING on the front door.
Mary grasps the picture and sits on the bed.
More POUNDING, then a CRASH OF GLASS.
She curls up and holds the photo to her breast.
The bedroom door jiggles before Todd BURSTS through.
TODD
HEY! YOU! GET UP!
Mary stays still.
TODD (contíd)
MOVE, GODDAMMIT! LETíS GO!
Todd pulls her off the bed!
Mary THUMPS on the floor!
MARY
AHHH!
TODD
GET UP! MOVE!
She rises and Todd pushes her out the door.
EXT. FARNHAM FARM - DAY
Todd unties the knotted rope holding the canvas on the truck.
Mary stands beside him, cowering, unable to raise her head.
TODD
One day we were searching a
farmhouse outside of Weisbaden. My
buddy wanted to torch it, but I
heard something in the basement.
There was a kid down there in a
Nazi uniform, about fourteen.
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TODD(cont'd)
He looked just like Lars. Just like
him. I said, ďSchmidt?Ē He smiled
at me. He said, ďYa.Ē He had the
most beautiful white teeth. I said,
ďLars Schmidt?Ē He said, ďYa! Ya!Ē
Then he took out a Luger and tried
to blow his brains out, but the
bullet just shot his ear off. Ha,
ha, ha! He looked like heíd just
stolen some cookies. Ha, ha, ha!
You know what I did?
Maryís eyes are still on the ground.
TODD (contíd)
ANSWER ME!
MARY
What, what did you do?
TODD
After I pissed in his mouth I
soaked him in gasoline and gave him
a good olí Lucky Strike! You ever
fry German sausage? Ha, ha, ha!
Pull that rope. I SAID PULL IT!
Todd flaps the canvas back. Inside is a load of sheep.
They BLEAT. BAA! BAA! BAA!
One ewe sticks her head out.
TODD (contíd)
Oh, you pretty girl. Give me a
kiss.
Todd kisses the bleater on the lips.
TODD (contíd)
Thereís a big ram back there all
for you Mary! Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Mary shrinks, voiceless and trembling. Her blue eyes are like
the sky seen through the sockets of a bleached skull.
INT. FARNHAM FARM, KITCHEN - DAY
The ďSacred HeartĒ hangs over the stove.
An oily teardrop falls from Jesusí eye.
FADE OUT.
107.




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