All language subtitles for The Beguiled (2017) (1080p BluRay x265 Silence)-eng

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
(BIRDS TWITTERING)

(AMY HUMMING)

(CONTINUES HUMMING)

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

(CONTINUES HUMMING)

(HUMMING STOPS)

(DISTANT GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

(GRUNTING)

AMY: Here you go.

(GASPS)
(SHUSHES SOFTLY)

(BREATHING RAPIDLY)

Shh.

Are you frightened?

No.

Yes.

Uh, soam I.

Can you move
at all?

Uh... Uh, I'll try,
if there's some place to go.

The Farnsworth school
is just on the other side
of the woods.

The Miss Martha Farnsworth
Seminary for Young Ladies.

Any men about there?

Just four other students,
a teacher,
and Miss Farnsworth.

The slaves left.

I can't say you'll be
welcome as a Yankee,

but it will be
better than here.

True enough.

I'll accept your invitation.
Can you give me a hand up?

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

(BOTH STRAINING)

Just give me a minute,
will you?
To catch my breath.

Yes, sir.

Come here.
(BOTH GRUNTING)

You're a lot heavier
than my brother.

Where's he now?

He got killed
in Tennessee.

Oh, well, that wasn't
none of us.

I was never in Tennessee.

What's your name?

Amelia Dabney.

Mine's McBurney.

Corporal John McBurney.

Pleased to make
your acquaintance, Corporal.

(DISTANT GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

McBURNEY: We're off to,
where was it now?

AMY: To Miss Farnsworth's
Seminary for Young Ladies.

McBURNEY:
With only five students?

AMY: The other girls
have gone home,

but Miss Martha
kept it open.

It was mainly because
we don't have
anywhere else to go.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

My home is Georgia,

but my mother thought
it would be better

if I stayed up here
in Virginia for a while,

what with your
General Sherman down there
so close to Atlanta and all.

Did you run away?

McBURNEY: I was with
the Sixty-Sixth
out of New York.

We got hit,

I fell and... (PANTING)

Everything began to blaze.

AMY: Do you want to go back?
I can show you the way?

McBURNEY: Not now.

Maybe later when my
leg stops bleeding.

EDWINA: ...and now
the verb "to be."

(EDWINA SPEAKING FRENCH)

(EDWINA SPEAKING FRENCH)
(GIRLS REPLYING IN FRENCH)

(IN ENGLISH)
Miss Emily.

(REPLIES IN FRENCH)

Trés bien.

(CONTINUES IN FRENCH)

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

(BELL CHIMING)

AMY: Miss Martha!

MISS MARTHA:
Marie, come with me.

AMY: Help!

Miss Martha! (YELPS)

Miss Martha!

MISS MARTHA: Amy!
Help!

MISS MARTHA: What happened?

Are you all right?

(MISS MARTHA
AND MARIE PANTING)

How did he get here?

AMY: He was all alone
in the woods.

I couldn't leave him
there to die.

You know you're not
supposed to go that far!

Is he dead?
MISS MARTHA: Uh...

No.

Not yet.

Quick, we need
to move him to the porch.

Lift him up.
Edwina, grab a shoulder.

Yes, Miss Martha.
MISS MARTHA: Girls!

Let's get him
to the porch.
Quick! Quick!

We all need to help.
Get his legs, girls.

One, two, lift.
(ALL STRAINING)

JANE: He could be dangerous,
Miss Martha.

MISS MARTHA:
Just pick him up.

McBURNEY: (MUMBLING)
Sixty-Sixth New York, ma'am.

Grateful to be
your prisoner.

JANE: He's a real
blue belly.

You know they rape
every Southern woman
they come across.

Would you stop
that nonsense, Jane!

JANE: It's true.

(ALL PANTING)

MARIE: You couldn't tell
from his face
he was a Yankee, would you?

MISS MARTHA: Amy,
I need you to run inside,

get the blue rag,
and tie it on the gate.

The blue rag's
so the patrol knows
we've captured a live Yankee.

(MUMBLES)
(ALICIA GASPS)

MISS MARTHA:
Why did you not call out?

You must have seen
them crossing the fields.

I'm sorry, Miss Martha.

I forgot it was
my turn to look out.

You cannot forget this.

Next time it'll be
Union scroungers
in our garden.

That's how we lost
most of our chickens.

All right.

Now, Marie, get up there.

Call out if you see
any of our soldiers.

Yes, ma'am.

We ought to
wash his wound.

Yes.

And we're gonna
need to sew it up.

Uh...

Amy, did I not tell you,

get the blue rag,
tie it on the gate
for the patrol.

After all the blood
he's lost, he'd die
now if he went.

Wouldn't it be
the Christian thing to do?

Yes. Yes, you're right.

It would be.

He's never
going to make it.

So, we're going to wait
until he's in better shape,

before he's taken away.
Get him inside.

Come on.

I'm going to need you
to put hot water
on to boil, Emily.

And we're gonna need cloth.
(McBURNEY GRUNTS)

Anything we can spare.

Alicia, Jane,

you find that cloth
and you bring it
to the music room.

You hear me?
JANE: Yes, ma'am.

MISS MARTHA: All right.

JANE: Miss Edwina.

MISS MARTHA:
Shut the door, girls.

I need scissors.

Yes, Miss Martha.

Here.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(GRUNTING)

Ugh.

Go get me
some more cloth.

I need cloth, now.
Yes, Miss Martha.

There's enough metal in here
to shoe a horse.

I think I got most of it.

I'm gonna need
a needle now.

Get me the thread
and needle.

(MISS MARTHA SIGHS)

(WHISPERING) Back up.
I can't...
(WHISPERING) Stop it.

Do you hear
what they're saying?

No, I didn't.
(SHUSHES)

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

Edwina, get me some water.

I'm gonna clean him.

Yes, Miss Martha.

MISS MARTHA:
I thought so.

Is he going to die?

Not today,
I don't think.

AMY: What'll happen?

We'll turn him over
to the patrol, of course.

In the meantime,
I don't want you
lurking around here.

Or poking around
in this room.
Do you hear me?

AMY: His name,
in case you've wondered,

is Corporal John McBurney.

Well, he's not going
to be here long enough

for his name to make
any difference to us.

Now, there's been
too much distraction,

so no more studying today.

We have a lot
of mending to do.

Mmm. Good.

To the sewing room.
Come on, girls.

JANE: I won't be here
much longer, Amy.

EDWINA: Careful, keep your
stitches in a straight row.

Jane, it's the same
for you as all of us,

you don't leave
because there's
nowhere for you to go.

There is so.

My father
is with General Lee

and if I so desired,

soldiers would come
escort me
to him right now.

If anybody knew
where that was.

EDWINA: Nice and even.

My mother wrote
me from Charleston
that the blockade is fearful.

She says I probably
eat better here
than I would at home.

You do.

You should have never
brought that Yankee here.

I agree.

He's probably a spy

and will let the
blue bellies in at night
to raid our garden.

EDWINA: I doubt that,
Miss Jane.

Miss Edwina,
aren't you afraid
of that blue belly?

No.

And it is very bad manners
to call him that.

He has a name,

Corporal John McBurney.

John.

(GIRLS GIGGLING)

(EXHALES)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(SIGHS)

EDWINA: Let's see.
Am I doing it right?

Yes, but you can get
your stitches closer together.

All right.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BELL CHIMING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

JANE: It's our boys,
Miss Martha.

They're passing our way.

Can't we go
and greet them?

No. I don't want them
to see you girls.

I think they have
some prisoners...

Go upstairs. Now.

MARIE: (WHISPERS)
What's gonna happen?
AMY: Can't see.

(EDWINA SHUSHES)

(MAN CALLING HORSE)
MISS MARTHA:
What's the news?

CAPTAIN: Taking these Yanks
to prison to die.

Good evening, Captain.

Evening, ma'am.

You think Miss Martha's
going to tell them
about him?

You all alone
here, ma'am?

Just a few of us.

Well...

JANE: Is she telling him?

AMY: I can't tell. (SIGHS)

Well, you take care,
ma'am.

A lot of these Yanks,
they got separated
from their outfits.

And they're just roaming
through these woods,

and they're desperate.

I was wondering
if you might have
a few cartridges

you could spare?

What good would
that do you, ma'am?

My father left me
his revolver.

I'd feel much safer
if I knew I could use it.

Well, I'll see
what I can spare.

There you are.
Thank you.

You're welcome.

He's giving her
something.

CAPTAIN: You take care.

All right, let's move out.
AMY: They're leaving.

She didn't tell them.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(VIOLIN PLAYING)

What are you
doing in there?

AMY: See you later.

I was just talking
with him privately.

Let him rest.

He's not one of your
wounded birds or beetles.

(LOCKS DOOR)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

We pray for all
of those we have lost.

And we pray

that we will be
kept from harm
throughout the night.

Amen.

ALL: Amen.

Would anyone like to ask
for special blessings?

I pray that the Lord
see fit to restore

the health
of the wounded soldier.

We pray for his
return to health
and his early departure.

AMY: (WHISPERS)
Do you think he'll live?

MARIE: (WHISPERS)
I don't know.

I hope we don't
hear him in the night.

He'll come and get ya.
You know he will.

AMY: (WHISPERS)
Marie, stop it...

MISS MARTHA:
To your rooms
quietly, girls.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Good morning.

It is morning?

It's about 6:00.

(DOOR CLOSES)

I thought as much from
the larks I heard singing.

Do you like birds?

Oh, I love them.

Anything wild, I love.

Wild and free.

I think they're robins.

I can show you some
nests I collected.

That would be
my great pleasure.

I better go.

Miss Martha's coming
to fix your bandages.

All right, then.
Thank you, darlin'.

(CHUCKLES)

MARIE: But I like peas.

(GIRLS GIGGLING)

JANE: You're getting
quite good at that.

MARIE: Mmm-hmm.

Can I have a pea?

MARIE: Yes.

Oh, I dropped it.
(CHUCKLES)

Can I have another one?

ALICIA: Good morning.

AMY: Good morning.

How's the Yank doin'?

He's fine, much better.

Miss Edwina, how long
is he going to stay
in the music room?

Until he's much better.

But how am I supposed
to practice my violin

with a dangerous enemy
in the same room?

Miss Jane. Please.

Good morning, girls.

GIRLS: Good morning,
Miss Martha.

Tell me, Amy,
did you find any mushrooms

while you were out
collecting soldiers?

I did, but I'm not sure
they're safe to eat.

MISS MARTHA: Mmm. Well,
we'll take a look at them
later, shall we?

Yes, ma'am.

(CHUCKLES)

(SPEAKS FRENCH)

Hmm.

(IN ENGLISH) Seems like
the soldier being here
is having an effect.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Get about your business,
you have work
and studies to do.

EMILY: Shall we not have
music here today?

MISS MARTHA: No.
Go to the library.

Good morning, Corporal.

Good morning, ma'am.

I think I'm disrupting
your place here.

Yes. Indeed you are.

You don't mince words, ma'am.

You speak right up.
I like that.

Do you indeed?

You think it makes
a great difference to me
whether you like it or not?

Oh, I'm sure my opinion
means nothing at all
to you, ma'am.

I'm not looking
for your praise.

Are you not? What are
you looking for then?

Nothing.

You've already
given me plenty,
and I'm most appreciative.

Aren't you afraid
that I'll turn you over
to our soldiers?

No, I don't think so.

(MUTTERS AND GRUNTS)

I don't say
you won't do it, but...

You know, I think
there are far worse things
that could happen to me.

I don't relish
the prospect of prison,

but it's better
than being dead.

That's exactly what I would be
if you hadn't helped me.

Not necessarily.

Is your leg paining you?

Some.

Well, I hear numbness
would be more grave.

Indeed.

There's some brandy
if you wish.

Oh, now that would be
a pleasure.

It's not being offered
for your pleasure,
only for your comfort.

Yes, ma'am.

I must remind you,
Corporal McBurney,
you are not a guest here.

You are a most
unwelcome visitor.

And we do not propose
to entertain you.

Well, I wouldn't
expect it, ma'am...

Although you'll find
I'm easily amused.

(MISS MARTHA CHUCKLES)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

What is it, miss?

I just wondered
if there's anything
I can do to help?

No. There's nothing
you can do.

You have enough studies
and other work
to keep you well occupied.

ALICIA: I only
thought to help.

That won't be necessary.

And, Miss Alicia,
you can tell the others
that this room is off-limits.

Yes, ma'am.

You can trust me
in your place, ma'am.

Well, I don't know you.

Well, I think
if you knew me...

You would.

You won't be here
long enough for that.

Ma'am?

Yes, Corporal?

I don't suppose
there's any chance

of a bit of soap
and a razor, is there?

Let me see what I can find.

Thank you, ma'am.

(LOCK CLICKING)

(LAUGHS)

EDWINA: Careful
with your E's.

Very good, Miss Jane.

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

Are we almost done?

Almost, this is
the last row.

Alicia.

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

I wanted to bring
this to you last night

for fear that
you might die
before morning,

but then I thought,
since you were unconscious,

you wouldn't be
able to read it anyway.

That's very logical.

Are you Catholic?

I was baptized.

Well then, here's
a prayer book for you.

Thank you.

I thought you might
need to confess

if you're
on the verge of death.

Oh, I think I'll be
able to hang around
for just a little bit longer.

Where's me manners?
I'm John Patrick McBurney.

Pleased to meet you, sir.

Pleased to meet you, madam.

Just a moment, miss.

Where do you think
you're going
in my pearl earrings?

Oh, Miss Edwina,
don't be hateful.

Everyone
is dressing up today.

Not in my jewelry,
they're not.

I'll give them back.

And how beautiful
you look this morning,

you're all dressed up
yourself.

I am not.

Why, I haven't seen
that lovely pin
since last Christmas.

Get to your work.

(McBURNEY CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

McBURNEY: Wait...

Don't run away.

Did you want to see me
about something?

(SIGHS)

Thank you.

EDWINA: They look as if
you've been trying
to dig a pit with them.

I was.

In the middle of battle,
with all that
iron flying overhead.

My first thought
was to bury myself.

EDWINA: But when
you couldn't, you ran?

I did.

I surely to God did.

EDWINA: It wasn't very brave
of you to run.

Well, maybe not,
but it was smart.

I think.

Because you're alive?

And now I've met you.

You don't even know me.

Ah, I know your name...

Miss Edwina Morrow.

And what else
have you been
told about me?

Nothing besides your name.

It's a lovely name.

I hope the girls
weren't telling stories.

What do you care
what they say about you?

I don't.

I just didn't want you
to get the wrong impression.

Then you do care
what I think about you.

You're a stranger here,

that's all,

and I don't want
you to be misled.

Well, then maybe you can
set me off on the right foot

and tell me a little bit
about yourself.

Where are you from,
Miss Edwina Morrow?

(SIGHS)

My father's home
is Richmond.

Uh, I left Savannah
when I was quite young.

We lived in several places
for my father's enterprises.

And are you waiting
for a sweetheart to return

when this war is over?

I have no one
in the military.

And how did you
end up in this place?

Why are you
so interested in me?

I just reckon that you and I,
we're both a little
out of place here.

I bet you're
the independent sort,

and the other girls,
they don't even know
how to get close to you.

And then of course
there's your looks.

That doesn't matter to me.

Well, you can bet
it matters to other people.

Sorry to tell you,
and I hope you don't
mind me telling you, but...

Well, in all my travels,

I've never come across
such a delicate
beauty as yours.

Tell me something,
will you?

Miss Morrow,

it's okay.

If you could have anything,

what's your biggest wish?

If you could have
anything in the world,
what would it be?

Anything?

Yeah. Anything.

To be taken
far away from here.

(SIGHS)

Good day,
Corporal McBurney.

John.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(LOCK CLICKS)

(EXHALES)

(SIGHS)

EMILY: (SINGING) When
the blackbird in the spring

'Neath the willow tree

Sat and rocked
I heard him sing

Singing Aura Lea

Aura Lea, Aura Lea
Maid with golden hair

Sunshine came along with thee
And swallows in the air

"Come unto me,
all ye that labor
and are heavy laden,

"and I will give you rest.

"Take my yoke upon you,
and learn of me,

"for I am meek
and lowly in heart,

"and ye shall find
rest unto your souls.

"For my yoke is easy..."

(WHISPERS) May I use
the bath closet?

(SIGHS) Can't you wait?

All right.

"For my yoke is easy

"and my burden is light."

(EXHALES)

Good night, Corporal.

I ask God's blessing
on our armies,

and the safe return
of our boys.

MISS MARTHA: Yes.

BOTH: One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight...

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight...

(BOTH LAUGHING)

You ready?
Okay.

All right.

(GASPS)

JANE: Don't do that!
(LAUGHING)

(DISTANT GUNFIRE
AND EXPLOSIONS)

AMY: Here you go, Henry.

All right.

Come here.

Corporal McBurney
gave me one of his buttons.

MISS MARTHA: Miss Amy.

Bless us,

and bless thee thy gifts,

which we receive
from thy bountiful goodness

through Jesus Christ,
our Lord.

Amen.

ALL: Amen.

It has occurred to me
that we might reflect

on the unexpected presence

of Corporal McBurney
in our house...
(DISH CLATTERS)

...until his leg heals,
of course.

And we might discuss
how we may
practice compassion

and what else we might learn
from his presence here.

What does each of you
think of this?

Miss Alicia,
can you tell us

what do you think
we may learn
from his presence here?

Well, maybe the sight
of him will remind us

there's something else
in the world
besides lessons.

Well, it seems to me
that is all there should be

for any young lady your age.

If we learn our lessons
properly when young,

we can expect
a calm and happy life

when faced with
the distractions
of the world.

N'est-ce pas?

With the presence
of this hateful enemy,

it'll be a constant
reminder to us

that the war
is still going on,

and the sacrifices
and prayers we must make.

Mmm.
EDWINA: May I say,

that any breath of fresh air
from the outside world,

I think is welcome
to us all.

EMILY: I heard
he's a mercenary,

so maybe he's not
even really an enemy.

What's a mercenary?

It means he's just paid
by the army to fight,

he's not really
fighting their cause.

Well, we don't know
about that.

AMY: He seems to be
a student of nature,

so I expect to learn
about foreign wildlife.

He seems to be
a sensitive person.

Does he?

I found him understanding.

Do you, indeed?

Oh, you must share
more of your findings
with us, Edwina.

As dedicated Christians,

we will join the Corporal
after dinner for a prayer.

Before we retire.

ALL: Yes, Miss Martha.

Shall we? (INHALES DEEPLY)

Corporal.

Would you care to join us
for an evening prayer?

Yes, ma'am.

But first, maybe
we'll have a little music

if that's not
too disturbing for you.

Oh, no disturbance at all.
No. I'd love to hear
a bit of music.

Miss Jane?

Yes, ma'am.

(PIANO PLAYING)

Miss Jane,
you play beautifully.

Doesn't she?

Indeed.

(SINGING) The years creep
slowly by, Lorena

The snow is on
the grass again

The sun's low
down the sky, Lorena

The frost gleams
where the flowers have been

But the heart throbs on
as warmly now

As when the summer days
were nigh

The sun can never dip so low

Or down
affection's cloudless sky

(POUNDING ON DOOR)
(AMY GASPS)

Could it be Yankees?

MISS MARTHA: Possibly not.
It could be some of our own.

Edwina, wait here
with the girls.

If it is enemy soldiers,
I'll rap on the door
three times.

We'll go to the woods
and meet you there.

What about the Corporal?

Well, he's in
no condition to leave.
He will remain here.

Shh. All of you.

(POUNDING ON DOOR CONTINUES)

Can I help you, gentlemen?

(WHISPERING) I think
it's one of our men.
AMY: I hope so.

MARIE: Miss Edwina,
what are we going to do?

EDWINA: Don't worry,
girls.

Right this way.

MARIE: (SHUDDERING)
Why are they here?

Do you think they're here
for the Corporal?

They may be.

JANE: Why don't
we turn him in?

Are they coming?
I'm so scared.

(THUDS)
(GIRLS GASPING)

(MISS MARTHA EXHALES)

It's all right.

There's two of them.
Two of our own.

I've given them
something to eat.
They're in the kitchen.

Why did they come?

To offer their assistance.

The army is about to leave
the vicinity.

As of yet, I haven't
told them about the Corporal.

But I might ask them
to take him with them.

But he couldn't ride
without hurting his leg.

Well, I could tell them
that he's wounded.

Suggest that they come back.

But that could be weeks.
Could even be months.

They'll probably insist
on taking him right now,

and who knows
what'll happen to him.

MARIE: They could
shoot him and leave him
along the road to die.

I could allow
the Corporal to stay
until he is recovered,

and then we could send him
on his way, alone.

Oh, yes.

MISS MARTHA:
There is Christian charity
to be considered.

You keep talking
about him as if he wasn't
right here in this room.

EMILY: And there are
the doubts if we can
really consider him an enemy.

AMY: Please, Miss Martha.

I will allow Corporal
McBurney to stay here
until his leg has healed.

But if any of you
is opposed to it,

I will tell
the soldiers right now,
and they will decide

what his fate will be.

Any of you?

Miss Jane?

Well then,

he will stay.

(EXHALES)

The decision is made.

Off to bed.
All of you.

Come on, girls.
Off you go.

Can we go and greet
the soldiers?

No. No, no.

I do not want to put
temptation in their way.

Come on, girls.
Miss Edwina.

(MISS MARTHA SIGHS)

This has been
quite a night.

I have to say,

when they saw me,

they said, there is
nothing more frightening

than a startled woman
with a gun.

(MISS MARTHA CHUCKLES)

When I return,

would you care to join me
for a brandy, Corporal?

I'd like that
very much, ma'am.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

How long do you think
he'll stay here?

Miss Martha seems to be
warming up to him,

and I believe
he likes it here.

What would you know?

I've talked
with him privately.

You think just
because you found him,

you have some sort of special
relationship with him?

You're just jealous.
Shh.

It must be tiring
for you.

I can't say
it hasn't been a struggle.

Well, I admire
your strength.

I know it must be hard
for you to be strong
all the time for these girls.

They're lucky to have
a woman such as yourself

to keep going
for all of them.

I'm just trying to give them
what they need
to survive in these times.

It's a very different world
out there that
they're going into,

I don't think
they realize it.

They can't know what
it's like out there.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

Sometimes I get so tired.

I pray that
the end is near.

I can't make any sense of it,
how much everyone
has suffered.

There's no sense
to be made of it.

Hmm.

Did you have someone
before the war?

I did.

Well, I'm sorry.

Everyone has lost so much.

I was a coward to leave,

but you don't realize
what battle really is
until you've seen it.

It must be devastating.

I was fresh off
the boat from Dublin.

I had nothing.

I took $300 to take
another man's place.

I see.

We've all done things
out of character.

We will see to it that
you make your way home.

(SIGHS)

(EXHALES) Thank you
for your company, Corporal.

If you'll excuse me,
I must insist that you rest.

Well, good night, ma'am.
Have a good...
Have a good evening.

Good evening, Corporal.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(GIRLS GIGGLING
AND CHATTING OUTSIDE)

You got it!

Miss Martha!

Miss Martha, come look!

MISS MARTHA: What is it?

Be careful.

Don't put too much weight
on the bad leg.

Yes, ma'am.

I still wouldn't rush
nature to take its course,

but if you want
to risk doing this...

Oh! Corporal, please.

Steady yourself.

Can you help me outside,
Miss Amy?

Yes, of course.

Good day, Corporal.

McBURNEY: Ladies.

It's your turn
in the kitchen garden.

That's right.

I'm helping the Corporal,
as you can see.

I'm sure
we could relieve you.

No, that's enough.

I'll decide
whose work is needed.

On your way, girls.

Yes, ma'am. (SIGHS)

This reminds me
of the first time
we met, you and me.

Your roses need pruning.

And those hedges
are in terrible shape.

Your whole flower garden
needs tending.

I'll get to it tomorrow.
(SPEAKS FRENCH)

(IN ENGLISH) You'll do
nothing of the kind.

Have you had much
gardening experience,
Corporal McBurney?

I've done
a bit of it, yeah.

Well, if you really have
such a gift for gardening,

you may assist us
later in your convalescence.

It would be my pleasure,
ma'am.

Come. You have
work to do, Miss Amy.

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Here's some water
if you like.

I like very much.
Thank you, my girl.

Miss Martha told me
to return to my lessons,

but I told her
all the things
you need me to do.

Yeah, sure. I'm counting
on you to keep

me clumsy feet away
from birds' nests.

That, and keep me
company.
(CHUCKLES)

Listen, don't tell
any of the others,

but I consider you
to be my best friend
in this whole place.

You do?
Yeah, of course I do.

I'm sure if it wasn't for you,
I'd still be sitting
under that tree.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Thank you, my lady.
Hmm.

You better not be saying
any unkind things
about us to the Corporal.

Now, why would I
ever do that?

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(EXHALES)

(BOTH GIGGLING)

(CHUCKLES)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

MISS MARTHA: Corporal.

I was wondering
how your leg is?

It, uh, twinges
a bit now and then.

I would expect that.

You will recall
I was the one

who was opposed to you
walking on it so soon.

Yes, ma'am.

However, I appreciate
your desire to be active.

May I check?
Yes, ma'am.

Well...

The stitches, uh,
they're holding nicely.

Mmm.

The wound
is healing very well.

When do you think
I'll be fully recovered?

Some would say
you're recovered now.

I'm sure the army surgeons
would say

you are ready
to return to duty.

So, you'd like me
to leave?

I didn't say that.

No, of course not.

You're far too polite a lady
to be so blunt about it.

I am as blunt
as I need to be,
Corporal McBurney.

Since you brought it up,

I would say that the leg
will be healed well enough

to leave by the end
of the week.

That's in just a few days.

Yes, itis.

Where would I go?

I'm afraid that is
entirely your business
where you go, Corporal.

However, I think
you may find
columns of your troops

on the main road
to Richmond.

Your garden should have
continual care.

I mean, you need
a full-time gardener.

Perhaps,

but I expect, in these times,
one just has to do without.

It's a shame, isn't it,
that I couldn't have
remained helpless.

When?

I don't know exactly,
but she asked him to leave.

Well, we will just
have to make it
so pleasant for him

that he won't even
consider leaving us.

We might suggest
to Miss Martha

that the Corporal join us
at the table for dinner.

Yes, he must get lonely
eating alone in his room.

We can show him
some real
Southern hospitality.

(CHUCKLES)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(DOOR OPENS)

Miss Edwina Morrow.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

I've missed being near you.

You have?

Yeah.

You have no idea
how lovely you are.

Miss Farnsworth suggested
it's time for me
to be on my way.

I don't want you
to leave.

I don't want to leave.

I love you, Edwina.

(SIGHS)

Please don't ever say that
unless you mean it.

I do mean it.

Geez, I knew exactly
how I felt about you
the first time we talked.

I was too afraid
to say anything

for fear that you'd never
let me near you again.

I'm only telling you now
because I'm running
out of time.

It might be my last chance.

I realize I'm not good
enough for you, Edwina.

That's not true.
Itis.

You just don't believe
in yourself enough
to see it so.

I'm tired of this war.

I want to see the West.

If you can get to Richmond,
my father can help you.

Come with me.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Corporal?

Miss Martha invites you
to dine with us.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Oh, have you heard?

Miss Martha
invited the Corporal
to dinner tonight.

(GIRLS CHATTING INDISTINCTLY)

Have you got it?

Almost.

(GIRLS GIGGLING)

MISS MARTHA: Miss Alicia,
too much cream.

(GIGGLING CONTINUES)

Now, you stop your giggling.

Manners.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

That dress
is very becoming,
Miss Edwina.

EDWINA: Thank you.

ALICIA: There might be other
attractive shoulders here

if we were all permitted
to wear such dresses.

I wouldn't say
it's entirely suitable
for a young ladies' school,

but we know Miss Edwina
is accustomed to town society

with different views.

I would suggest that
we change the subject

and that Miss Edwina
draws her shawl.

Yes.

MISS MARTHA: That will avoid
any more speculation
on the subject.

This is the best meal
I've had in a long time.

Thank you, ma'am.

Merci beaucoup.

Miss Alicia made
the pie herself.

I hope you like apple pie.

I love apple pie.
It's my favorite.

Is that my recipe,
Alicia?

Itis.

I picked the apples.

They're delicious.

Apple pie
is my favorite too.

Really?

(CHUCKLES)

We've been fortunate
to have enough water
for our garden.

McBURNEY: Yes, ma'am.

Shall we have some music?

That's a beautiful song, Jane.

Isn't it?

I always thought
it was rather romantic.

Quite.
(CHUCKLES)

(PLAYING JOLLY PIANO MUSIC)

(GIRLS GIGGLE)

MARIE: Mademoiselle, can I
interest you in a dance?

Spin.

Oh, wait, wait.

McBURNEY: Miss Morrow.

I haven't had
the chance to tell you

how ravishing
you look tonight.

Thank you.

May I come and see you
this evening?

Would you care
for a digestif, Corporal?

Yes, ma'am.

What a beautiful evening,
ma'am.

MISS MARTHA: Isn't it.

McBURNEY: The music's lovely.
MISS MARTHA: Yes, itis.

(PIANO CONTINUES PLAYING)

AMY: Pardonnez-moi.

(GIGGLING CONTINUES)

MISS MARTHA: My father had
quite a cellar in his day.

This house was
full of parties.

People traveled
from all over to come here.

Well, it must have been
splendid, ma'am.
(CHUCKLES)

Yes. Yes, it was.

There were carriages
lined up...

There were beautiful,
beautiful gowns.

Men in full dress.

Elegant dinners and balls.

Well, a toast to you,
Miss Martha,

you must be the bravest woman
I've ever known.

MISS MARTHA: No.

No. All bravery is,

is doing what is
needed at the time.

Tell me, Corporal...
Yes, ma'am.

...do you think this war
will be over soon?

Very soon,

sooner than you Southerners
are ready to admit.

(SCOFFS)

(SOFTLY) I know.

And you could do
with some help around here.

A man's help.

(PIANO STOPS)

Hmm.

Very nice, Miss Jane.

AMY: The corporal sure
does look comfortable tonight.

MISS MARTHA: Girls...

Let's gather
for our evening prayers.

Dear Lord,

we ask for your protection
over our school,

and we ask
for your protection

over the brave members
of our army.

And may we look after
our friend,
Corporal McBurney,

as he makes his way?

Yes.

Yes, Miss Amy.

Corporal McBurney's stay here
has taught us all
a very important lesson,

that the enemy
as an individual
is not what we believed.

Let us bow our heads
in silent meditation.

(MISS MARTHA CHUCKLES)

Good night, Miss Edwina.

Good night, Corporal.

Good night, ma'am.

JANE: Please! Stop it!

Quiet, girls!

You need your rest.

Indeed.

Good night, ma'am.

Thank you for your, uh...
Your hospitality.

Good night, Corporal.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(ALICIA GIGGLING)

Go to sleep.

(ALICIA MOANS)
(GASPS) John...

(GASPS) Edwina.
(ALICIA GASPS)

Edwina...

Darling... Wait.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Edwina, look,
just, please...

No.
Lovely Edwina...

Please.
No! No!

(SHUSHING)

No!
(BOTH GRUNT)

EDWINA: (GASPS) No!

(McBURNEY GRUNTING)

(GASPING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GIRLS EXCLAIMING)

MISS MARTHA:
Get me some rope!
AMY: Is he dead?

Get me some rope!
We need to stop
the bleeding.

Hurry up!

What happened?

I was so shaken
by my experience,

I could hardly
leave my room.

It was terrible
the way he rushed in.

And then Edwina came up
and began fighting him.

(GIRLS SOBBING)

We need to move him
to the table.

You heard me. Hurry up.

I didn't do anything.
Pick him up!

Help me! Help me move him!

(SOBBING CONTINUES)
Be quiet. Be quiet.

AMY: What are you gonna do?
Shh!

Quiet. Go to your rooms.

Go! I need you to go
to your rooms, now.

(CRYING)

(CRYING)

We need to remove it.

What?

That leg is badly broken.

I can't repair it,
I'm not a surgeon.

No!

MISS MARTHA:
He's losing so much blood.

EDWINA: Please...
The leg will mortify
by the morning.

What do you want me to do?
Do you want him to die?

No! No! (CRYING)

Edwina, look at me!

I need rags.
I need chloroform.

Go to the smokehouse.
Get the saw, now!

Hurry. Hurry!

Quickly! He's losing blood!

Edwina,

bring me the anatomy book.

MISS MARTHA:
"My soul does wait,

MISS MARTHA:
"My soul does wait,

"And in His word do I hope.

"My soul waiteth for the Lord

"more than that they watch
for the morning."

(GIRLS SNIFFLING)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(McBURNEY SCREAMING)
(GASPS)

McBURNEY: Jesus Christ!

(SCREAMS) What have you
done to me?

(CRYING)

Oh, Jesus!

I've been waiting
for days to talk to you.

You don't know
how sorry I am.

You're sorry?
You could have stopped her!

No, I couldn't...
Why didn't you stop her?

I couldn't. (CRYING)

McBURNEY: There she is!

The butcher!

We saved your life.

We had no choice.

You didn't have a choice
or you wanted to punish me

for not going to your room!

It was an accident.
She saved your life.

You're worse
than she is!

Did you plan
this together?

Now you have me
at your beck and call.

John, please...
Get away from me!

Get me something
for the pain!

We'll bring you a bottle.

You didn't tell me
it was a house of madwomen.

(DOOR CLOSES)
(SOBBING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)
(McBURNEY SCREAMING)

(THUDDING)

(McBURNEY SCREAMING)

(MARIE GASPS)

(CLATTERING)

(McBURNEY GRUNTING)

Miss Martha,
what are we going to do?

EMILY: Marie said she saw
Union troops approaching.

If we let him go,
he'll join up with them.

He'll tell them about
our garden and our cow.

He'll lead them back here.

Exactly.

(LOUD CLATTERING)

McBURNEY:
You vengeful bitches!

(McBURNEY CRIES OUT)

(McBURNEY BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SIGHING)

How are you doin'?

I tried to ease
Miss Martha's
suspicions about us.

I was so worried
about you.

You'll be strong
again soon.

Shut up.

(SIGHS)

Can I get you anything?

Get me the key.

She would know
if it went missing.

You know I'd get
in trouble for that.

Just get it for me.

There might be another one
in her drawer
with her valuables.

(YELPS)

Ow!

(GRUNTS)

Get me the key.

All right.

(SIGHS) I will.

(SPITTING)

McBURNEY: Who's there?

It's Jane.

Jane.

Open the door
for a minute, will you?

Please.

Jane. Jane,
where are you going?

I'm just going out
to the garden, Corporal.

Play a song
for me, will you?

Will you do that
for me, Jane?

Will you play one of those
pretty songs?

Pretty like you...
Please.

I'm not really
a bad fella, Jane.

Do you think
you'll be able
toputina...

A good word for me with
Miss Martha and the others?

You know, maybe things
will be able to go back

to the way
they were before...

(CHUCKLES)

Will you ask her
to let me stay?

She seems to be doing that.

No, I mean...

For her to tell me
I'm welcome.

For her to talk to me
and let you all talk to me.

Would you see
if she'll do that?

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Jane.

I wish he would just leave.

We have to wait for
the Union troops to pass,
which will be soon.

I expect our men
to push them back.

Miss Martha, I'm scared.

I know, dear.

He said he was going
to kill me
if I made any noise.

Oh, be quiet.

Please.
We must all be strong.

EDWINA: He wasn't harming her.

She isn't harmed,
is she?

He intended to harm her.

We're not sure
what his intentions were...

Don't fence with me, miss.

I don't think he meant
to harm anyone.

Perhaps not,
but we can't be sure.

(CRASHING)
(ALL GASPING)

(GIRLS WHIMPERING)

Stay back.
McBURNEY: Well, well, well...

What are you
lovely Southern ladies
learning today?

The art of castration?

Why don't you just go?

We'll help you
get your possessions
and you can leave.

Oh, I can leave now,
can I?

Just without me leg.

Are you finished
dressing me up?

I'll leave
when I goddamn want to.

Everything's gonna change
around here from now on!

Let me tell you
how it's gonna go.

Do you even know why Edwina
threw me down those stairs?

And why your
Miss Martha there,
she took my leg?

Because I wouldn't go
to her room! Or Edwina's!

No. No, no, no,
they didn't like
that that much!

That's enough!
I'll tell you
when it's enough!

Please don't shout,
Corporal McBurney.

You'll frighten Henry here.

(GRUNTS)
(AMY GASPS)

MISS MARTHA: No. Amy.

(AMY CRYING)

McBURNEY: Amy...
Stay away from me!

Come here. Come here.

It's all right.

It's all right.

It's all right.

(GLASS SHATTERING)
(GIRLS SHRIEK AND WHIMPER)

MISS MARTHA: It's all right.

It's all right.

AMY: Miss Martha,
what are we going to do?

Yes, it'll be all right.

It'll be all right.

(MISS MARTHA PANTING)

I need you to get
the blue rag.

I need you to go
to the front gate. Hmm?

You pretend like
you're gathering walnuts,

and you tie that
rag on the gate,

and then you come
right back here.

Can you do that?

Yes, Miss Martha.

Yes. Good. Hurry.

What are you
doing there, Miss Amy?
(GASPS)

(BOTH PANTING)

(AMY SCREAMING)
(ALL GASP)

Go inside and stay there.

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(AMY SCREAMS)

AMY: Help!

Leave me alone!

McBURNEY: What did
Miss Martha say?

AMY: Get away from me!
Why are you sending signals?

Miss Martha!
MISS MARTHA: Amy!

(GUN COCKS)

What are you thinking,
sending a little girl
to do your bidding?

Corporal McBurney, please.

It's all right.

(AMY SOBBING)

You come inside with us.

We have one more bottle
of Bourbon in the cellar.

McBURNEY: Go on, then.

(DOOR CLOSES)
(ALL GASP)

Get over there
and sit down.

Sit down.

Sit down, the lot of you!

Amy, I thought
we were friends.

I never meant
any harm to any of you.

(SNIFFLES)

Look at me, look at
what you've done to me.

I'd rather be dead
than be a man without a leg,

hobbling around.

Why didn't you kill me
when you had the chance?

I see how you all look at me,
your disgust and your pity.

I'm not even
a man anymore!

I took your kindness
and I trusted you,

and you toyed with me,
you butchered me.

(EXHALES)

All right. Well,
I've had enough
of your devilment.

I've got six shots
left in this gun,

and the next one of you
that tries something,

I swear to God,
you're gonna get it from me!

Do you hear me?

(GIRLS SCREAM)

The next shot
is for one of you.

(GIRLS WHIMPERING)

Edwina.

Edwina, no.

What are you doing? No.

(BOTH GRUNT)

(PANTING)

What do you want?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BOTH PANTING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(EDWINA GRUNTS)

(McBURNEY GRUNTING)

How could you let her
be alone with him?

Alicia, please,
just let me think.

I knew it was a mistake
when you brought
him here, Amy.

You can't blame her,
she did it out of
the goodness of her heart.

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

I'm trying to think.

We have to rid
ourselves of him.

We're not safe here
while he's in the house.

Can't we leave him
back in the woods?

No, it'd be too much
of a risk.

We could hang him?

We cannot resort
to brutality.

We can't go on like
this with him here.

I know, that's why
I need to think.

I'm trying to think
of a plan.

I could tell him
he's no longer welcome
around certain people...

You'll do nothing
of the sort.

You're a fool if you think
he's gonna take
your suggestions...

I was trying to help.
Girls, please. Please.

Will you go and get help?

I can't. I can't leave
you here with him alone.

He loved the mushrooms.

The Corporal loved
the mushrooms we served him.

What if Amy
picked the kind...

Some especially for him?

Do you think
you could do that, Amy?

Do you think
you could find
the mushrooms?

Oh, you'd have
to be very quiet.

You'd have to go very quickly
out of the house.

Yes?

Yes, Miss Martha.

He mustn't see you.

Hmm, that's what
we're gonna do.

We're gonna make
a nice supper.

(CHUCKLES)

We'll invite him
for a big send-off.

Prepare a smoked ham
and we'll make
biscuits and...

And then we'll sauté
the mushrooms
in butter and wine.

(GRUNTS)

(PRAYING INDISTINCTLY)

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

(DOOR OPENS)

Allow me.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

Good evening, ma'am.
MISS MARTHA: Good evening.

Ladies.

Corporal McBurney,

we'd like you to know that
we harbor no ill feelings,

and we prepared this meal

in commemoration
of your journey ahead.

Well, thank you for
excusing my, uh, outburst.

Think nothing of it.

I'd like to thank you
for all this as well.
It looks, uh...

It looks like just
about the finest meal
I've ever seen.

Oh.

Bon appétit.

Yes.
MISS MARTHA: Wait, wait...

We must say grace.

Lord, bless this food

and grant that
we may be thankful
for Thy mercy's be.

Amen.
ALL: Amen.

McBURNEY: Would you
pour me a glass of wine,
please, Marie?

Thank you.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

Miss Amy picked
the mushrooms today.

Would you like some,
Corporal?

I would indeed, yeah.
I'm fond of them.

Thank you, Miss Marie.

Miss Morrow?

AMY: Miss Edwina...

You don't like mushrooms.

That's true,
I don't really.

All right, then.

Thank you.

Mmm.

Jesus.

(McBURNEY EXHALES)

Miss Amy, you picked
these mushrooms yourself?

Delicious.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(CHUCKLES)

McBURNEY: I'm not gonna
stay here for much longer.

But, um, while I'm here,

I want to do my best
to make up for,

you know,
all the unfortunate things
that happened.

Miss Alicia,

tell us, how is
your embroidery
coming along?

It's coming along
just fine.

MISS MARTHA: I do have
to say, the roses
are looking splendid.

And the Blush Noisette,
it's always been
one of my favorites.

(GAGGING)

(LABORED BREATHING)

John?

(McBURNEY WHEEZING)

McBURNEY: I can't breathe...

EDWINA: John?

What's the matter?

(GASPS) What...

(WHEEZING)

EDWINA: What...

What's the matter?

(WHEEZES)

Miss Amy.

Keep your stitches
in a straight line,
like I showed you.

Edwina.

Edwina.

Yes, Miss Martha.

Not so tight, Miss Amy.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(GIRLS GRUNTING)

MISS MARTHA: Lay him here.
(GIRLS GRUNT)

(SOMBER MUSIC
CONTINUES PLAYING)

(FOLK SONG PLAYING)