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No, I call this house, too. And the gym. Yesterday, last night, this morning.

I don't know where he is.

Okay, if you hear, call me.

Thanks.

Who was it this time?

Lunch girl, Betty. Betty Wallace. She's been calling all over the place. Nobody

seems to know where he is.

He'll show up. He's been missing since the fight. That's two nights ago. What

kind of pie do you call this?

Coconut custard, like you want it. Can't you tell?

That good a detective no one is.

I know the chief's his sponsor, but I didn't know you and he were such good

friends. I started working out in the same gym a couple of weeks ago. He's a

real nice guy.

Giving a few dollars toward bringing a talented young fellow from Samoa for

schooling in San Francisco does not make me his sponsor.

There were at least 20 others in on it. But who cast the hat?

Well, don't worry. He's probably with some of their Samoan family. There are

hundreds of them in the city.

Well, the Samoans have been calling each other. They don't know where he is.

Floyd's a good photographer. He's probably off somewhere taking pictures.

more coffee?

For two days?

The Samoans have no sense of time.

Just happy -go -lucky children of evil.

Chief Ironside's office?

Yes, he is.

Chief? It's Floyd.

Hello?

Where are you calling from?

What about?

Sure, no need for that.

We'll meet you.

Pacific Moon, 20 minutes.

Pacific Moon?

It's the restaurant.

They serve superb coconut pie.

Oh, just coffee, Woods.

I'll have some coconut pie and coffee.

Raisin, raspberry, passion fruit, and dutch apple. Dutch apple?

Coconut. Rum cake and cheese blintzes.

Coconut pie.

Ran out for lunch.

Three fingers of bourbon and aspirin.

Hello, Pa.

Hello, Mark.

Sit down.

Thank you.

We haven't heard from you in almost four months.

I read about you all the time in the newspapers.

And for Mark at the gym.

Mr. Ironside, you remember my uncle Tua in Samoa?

He is the pastor of our church?

Very well.

Great fisherman.

Even better preacher.

I got a letter from him four days ago.

He says that in our village the people still sing songs about the Navy officer

who helped them build roads.

In the middle of a terrible war, those were very peaceful days for me, Lloyd.

Mr. Ironside helped to make the church for my uncle.

The walls are very thick.

And when the storm comes, we go there to hide from the wind.

My uncle sends his love to you, Mr. Ironside.

When you write, keep in mind.

Oh, you want something?

No, no, thank you.

Thank you.

Was that all you wanted to see me about?

That you got a letter from your uncle?

No.

Well.

Shaw.

The fighter in the hospital.

What if he dies?

It would be a great tragedy.

And I killed him.

Accidents happen.

There was no accident.

I knew I should have stopped.

But I couldn't.

Why not?

I don't know.

You just got carried away.

I hate it.

I do.

I don't know how I hate it.

So just give it up.

You're a good photographer, Lloyd.

Stick to that.

I cannot. Oh, yes, you can. Just quit.

I cannot.

Why not?

I have to go.

Thank you for coming to talk, Mr. Ironside.

Mr. Ironside, I was wondering, tonight at my house,

my people are giving a party for the victory. Will you come? You win, Mark?

It would be a pleasure.

Six o 'clock?

We'll be there.

Thank you.

What's bugging you? It's like he wanted to tell you something and couldn't come

out with it.

That thing's eating him up inside.

What?

Rage? Blind rage.

Well, hello, Lloyd.

Hello, Mr. Ironside.

Mark. It's a party.

Any palisade?

Yes, sir. All you can eat.

But our matai has not come yet.

What's palisade?

Coconut cream. Real coconut cream. Baked in taro leaves.

There it is.

Lloyd. Lloyd, I got some good news. Great news.

This is Mr.

Robert Ironside.

My manager, Bucky Crawford.

I just got a call from L .A. A firm offer.

Fifteen thousand bucks. You against Frankie Loper five weeks from now.

Well, what do you say?

So what do you say?

Loper's the door to the big time.

Excuse me.

I've seen Loper fight.

He's made the order for your style.

Slow, easy to hit.

Too easy.

Someone will hurt him someday.

Really hurt him.

Why, my son.

Sir? It was an excellent fight. I'm proud of you.

Thank you.

You know Mr.

Ironside? Of course.

Welcome to... Good to see you again, sir. This is Mr. Mark Sanger.

How do you do, sir?

Excuse me, please.

Let's go outside.

You didn't come

in my dressing room after the fight.

I couldn't.

I telephoned you here, but they said that you were gone and nobody knew where

you were.

I just wanted to be alone.

Oh, you've got to stop fighting.

But then what will I do, Betty?

Where will I go?

Home.

To Samoa.

Not without you.

No.

The money you got from the fight, you said you'd get about $5 ,000?

Well, use it.

We'll go away.

Back to your village. It's the only place you'll ever be happy.

Do you really want me, Lloyd?

In my village, the huts go all the way down to the sea.

Nearby, there's a little cape with a beach at the end.

My father made a hut there once.

And I lived there when I was a small boy.

Anywhere. Anywhere as long as I'm with you.

The blue of the sea goes far, far out.

And becomes the blue of the sky.

And when the sun sets, the sky and the sea become all red and pink and gold.

And the waves are quiet.

As if everything God made was saying, thank you for another happy day.

And then the stars come.

So many.

bright.

It is like God smiling, and the night is bright with his joy.

You would be so happy there, Betty.

No, I... So we are only a matter, a total lafonga.

Because we have guests here tonight who do not speak our language, we will make

a lafonga in English.

The first lafonga is from CIOC.

and his wife.

Thank you, Seous.

He must have kept an old spell.

It's expected of him, of all of them.

The Matai doesn't even have to ask.

And next, the Lafonga from Vili.

We give what we can, Vili.

I am pleased with your gift.

And next is the Lafonga from Loy.

Mr.

Crawford has told us of the new offer you had to fight. You have brought great

honor to us in a strange land, Loy.

You will bring more honor. You will please us to accept this offer.

We know that you will work hard and win.

Loy. We await your answer.

I will do what my Matai wishes.

I will accept the fight.

Lion!

You have not made your Lafonga.

I don't get it.

How can you force somebody to turn over his whole paycheck?

What is it? Is it some kind of a shakedown?

Lafonga is a gift -giving.

There's no force involved except the force of habit.

A thousand years of obedience to their matiz.

Why doesn't Lloyd just say, I've got my girl, I want a life of my own with her,

so get off my back?

He wants to, but he can't.

Samoans think of themselves as a unit, like a clan.

They depend on it. They get their lives from it.

Without the clan, Loy has no identity.

So he buries his personal feelings and abides by the system.

I'd blow my stack.

Well, Loy is about to. He's like a bomb ready to go off.

How can we get in touch with this girl?

Bayview Cafeteria. She's a waitress.

Call her, would you please?

I want to talk to her when she's off work.

I want to talk to her here.

Come on, Mark. Hey, where are we going? Try and defuse the bomb.

Mark! He's the leftist.

Yes, yes. Follow up, Lloyd. Follow up!

you're trying to prove, sweetheart.

Don't try too hard. I'm convinced.

Go on to the shower.

That's all for this morning.

Yes, sir.

What exactly were you thinking?

I don't know. He hit me.

It hurt.

And then everything went white.

Just white.

Like a bright light aimed to my eyes.

And the people were yelling.

What people?

The crowd at the fight.

What were they yelling?

Just yelling.

Like a typhoon spinning my mind around and around and around.

The same way as the other night with Shaw.

It isn't the same.

The other night the crowd was real.

The voices were real. There isn't any crowd out there, Lloyd.

I know.

I'd like you to come with me.

I'd like you to talk to a doctor.

What doctor?

For people who can't find their way.

Lonely people.

Frightened people.

People who don't know how angry they are.

If the doctor says so, you won't have to fight Loper or...

Anyone else?

The Matai will honor the doctor's word.

But I gave my word.

Think it over.

I'll be waiting for your call.

No, I don't know what happened.

I heard her come home last night.

She told me she was going to a party, but she came home so early I was

surprised.

She ran up the stairs and it worried me.

Did you come up and talk with her?

Well, not then.

Not until after her phone started ringing over and over and over every

ten minutes and she never answered it.

So I got more worried. I came up. Poor thing.

She was crying.

Then she told me she was going to leave this morning.

Going home.

Where's home?

Someplace in Pennsylvania.

A little mining town. Didn't sound like anything you'd ever want to go back to.

Well, we won't bother you anymore. Thank you very much. Of course, no bother. No

bother at all.

How did Betty pay her rent? Cash or check?

By check.

She was very prompt, too.

Except, of course, this morning she paid me in cash.

What bank?

Citizen City, West Side Branch.

Thank you very much. Thank you.

Welcome, Mr. Ironside. This is a happy pleasure.

Welcome. Thank you.

Come in, come in.

Please.

Thanks.

Well, Mr. Ironside, why am I so honored?

Loy.

He's a great admirer of yours.

He's a fine young man and a talented photographer.

A gift like that can bring great honor to your people.

He has already brought us great honor with his boxing.

Which is the greater honor, sir?

One that comes by making beautiful pictures?

Or one that comes by beating another man in a ring with your fists?

I see.

You do not approve of Lloyd's fighting? He wants to stop, but he can't, of

course, unless you tell him to.

Loy took these pictures when he was 15 years of age. They're very beautiful.

This is my village.

These are my people living their lives in their own way. But here, it is a

terrible thing to be part of a country and still be a stranger there. Can you

understand that?

Definitely.

I came here, Mr. Ironside, because my people needed their Matai to make them

one again.

I succeeded, but there was no joy in them. They had no pride in being

Loy, with his fighting, has given them that pride.

We are all praised through him.

Loy wants to stop.

It is not I who keeps Loy fighting.

It is his people.

They are the body and the soul and the heart and the mind. I am only their

voice. A man is in the hospital.

He did not mean to hurt him. Loy meant to kill him.

Forgive me, Mr.

Ironside, but I cannot believe that.

Loy is a very gentle boy. He has never wished harm to anybody.

Loy meant to kill him.

That's why he doesn't want to go through with his next fight.

He's afraid it will happen again.

When a child is afraid of the water, I must lead him to the lagoon and make him

swim. Even if he drowns?

We are an ocean people, Mr.

Ironside. We never drown.

Well, I mustn't take any more of your time, Mark.

Mr. Ironside, both Loy and I must do as we do.

We can do no other.

It is our way of life.

Without it, we die.

I'm sorry.

really think he's better off at a hospital?

You saw him in that ring, Mark.

His sparring partner hurt him and the rage exploded.

There's nothing we can do.

He has to commit himself.

Ironside.

What?

I see.

Thank you very much.

Fine, Lloyd.

Stick with him until we locate the girl.

Shaw died ten minutes ago.

Yeah, okay.

Lloyd, there was a phone call just now from your Matai.

Shaw's dead?

Yeah.

Look, in the fight game, you go in with a possibility. Not now, Bucky.

No more.

No talking.

Don't blame yourself.

Let me drive you home.

I'm okay.

Hello?

Ironside. Ed, Chief.

Yes, Ed. Have you found Betty? No, I just left the bank.

What bank?

What are you doing there?

The landlady said she was going home, some little town in Pennsylvania.

I wanted to know how.

She had a bank balance of $123.

She drew it all out late this morning.

She paid her rent, $75.

That leaves $48.

So you can subtract.

So $48 isn't going to pay for plane fare to Pennsylvania. She's got to be taking

a bus.

All right, Ed, get over to the bus depot. Take her directly to Loy.

Shaw just died.

23.

I'm sorry.

What are you doing here?

Damn you, what are you doing here? What's the matter?

Aren't you ashamed to show your face?

Please, Sarah.

Come on, get out of here!

He's coming.

Where have you been?

We were beginning to worry.

It is right and proper to show grief, Lloyd.

And we grieve with you. But to grieve too much is a kind of selfishness.

Bucky, I'm not going to fight Loper.

I'm not going to fight anyone ever again.

Sure, sure, I know how you feel.

But give it a couple of days.

It is what your people want, Lord.

You can't turn against them.

It is they who give you life.

What kind of a life?

For me to use these to kill?

Let me go.

Please, let me go. I must do what our people want, Willie.

You must too.

No.

No one gave me a life.

It is mine.

Only I gave it away to you.

And they give their lives away to you day by day. The Matai is sad.

We sin. The Matai is hungry. We give of our food.

The Matai needs money. We give what we earn.

I want my own life.

But the Matai forbids.

For your good, Lloyd.

No! For your good! The leech grows fat on our lives!

And now, I take a little of my life away from you.

And now, I kill you a little.

I have always wanted to kill you.

You know what I must do?

Don't force me.

I force you.

Go then.

Go from your people.

Go from your life.

You will be forbidden to return to us here. You will be forbidden to return to

your village in Samoa.

I shall write to the Matais of all the villages and you will not be welcome in

any one of them there.

Go then.

You have your freedom.

Mr. Crawford, you will drive me home, please. Yes, yes, sure.

I'll call you later.

Goodbye, my son.

It is not I who has lost his life.

I pity you your death.

He's home.

Would you mind? I'd really rather be alone with him.

Of course.

Thank you for everything.

Don't mention it. Good night. Good night.

Lloyd?

There's no place left now.

There's nobody left now.

Only you.

Don't leave me. Don't ever leave me.

No, no, never again. I won't.

Anywhere is your life and my life, too.

Anyplace, anybody.

Nowhere.

No.

Even nowhere, my darling, even nowhere.

When did you leave Loy's apartment?

A little after eight.

I dropped the girl off just about that time.

I called twice before midnight.

No answer. This morning, when I came over, the front door wasn't locked.

So I came in.

Those other Samoans may have it in for them.

They must have taken him and the girl.

If the Matai said go from your life, Loy's been ostracized.

The Samoans won't acknowledge him unless they take him anywhere.

What do you think, Chief?

They left him and the girl showed up. Sometime later, they left together.

And they couldn't have planned to be gone for good. All his clothes are still

here in her suitcase.

Lloyd didn't have a car, did he?

No. Matter of fact, he didn't know how to drive.

And they didn't take a cab.

What makes you so sure?

Cabs can be traced too easily.

Look, maybe it's for the best.

The boys made a tough decision.

He wants his own life.

Maybe we should just let him go.

Live and let live.

If he lives.

What do you mean?

Tried to let his anger out. And for that, he was banished.

Denied the only life he knows.

The rage is still there.

Now he's got only one target for it.

Who? Himself.

Ed, there's a bus stop down at the corner. Call the company.

See if it was running after 8 o 'clock last night.

All right.

And, Ed, find out, if humanly possible, where that bus line ends.

In my village, there is a church like this.

Mr. Ironside helped to build it a long time ago, and he gave the money for the

colored windows.

If we married,

we would marry in that church.

Everybody in the village would come to sing.

Afterwards, there would be a feast.

Marry me, Loy.

Marry me now.

Teach me the words, Betty.

I, Loy, take thee, Betty.

I, Loy, take thee, Betty.

Yeah.

Yeah?

Bus at 8 .20. No, that's too early.

Yes, I'm listening.

Yeah.

Okay, thank you very much.

Last bus was at 8 .50. The end of the line is Vernon Road and the Coast

That's way out in the country. Open fields. Why would you want to go there?

There's a little mission around there towards the sea.

The walls are very thick. When the storm comes, we go there and hide from the

wind.

Aye, Betty.

Take thee, Loy.

for my lawful wedded husband, to heaven to hold, from this day forward, for

better or worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do us

part. Amen.

As torture has burned out and the villagers have left us alone, we will

away down to the beach.

We might know it there.

We will flight it into the water.

We must make a sound.

No. And then, in the moonlight, we will start out past the reef

and the stars everywhere.

Will the villagers follow us when they find that we've gone?

No. We'll be alone.

you going?

The villagers have stopped singing.

They are asleep.

We can go now.

Where?

To the island.

Loy, before we go anywhere, don't you think we'd better talk first, plan

something?

But we have planned.

I will go see if the path is clear.

You are afraid. You do not want to go.

Of course I do.

Go on, but hurry back.

Where is he?

Um, what's the matter? What happened?

You go downstairs.

Out front. Now.

Gee, look.

Loy, get back.

Don't do it. Get back.

You've won your fight, Loy. You're free.

Don't throw it away.

thousands of young men back home like you who want their freedom.

They'll hear about you. If you live, they will get the courage to live, to be

free. They'll get it from you.

If you die, they'll all die with you.

Loy, you're not alone.

You're fighting for their lives, too.

Don't throw their lives away.

Say that.

Tell him to get in there quick.

My friend, Mark.

Is

he

all right?

It's all right.

Everything is all right.

Wow.

There was just nowhere else to go anymore.

He's okay.

You know, in about another hour, you are going to be a thing of beauty.

What do you mean? You didn't lay a glove on me.

Storm over?

Storm's over, Mr.

Ironside.

I suppose it's always a little scary at first.

But Eden is a place you have to leave if you want to make a life of your own.

I want that, Mr.

Ironside.

All right, let's get moving.

Can I?

Sure.

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