All language subtitles for Stanley (1972)

(birds singing)

(snake rattling)

Now why'd you have to do that?

(snake rattling)

(birds chirping)

(light folk rock music)

♪ Looking at myself,
seems like I'm changing ♪

♪ Losing myself in the blues and greens ♪

♪ Somehow, I feel so much at ease ♪

♪ My soul is free ♪

♪ Could you imagine being a sparrow ♪

♪ Flying high above redwood trees ♪

♪ A high, it's natural as can be ♪

♪ Now that's for me ♪

♪ But things are different ♪

♪ Man now comes upon the scene ♪

♪ Spread cross the nations
like an infamous disease ♪

♪ Creatures are dying ♪

♪ Along with all those trees ♪

♪ God, if you're listening,
would you help us, please? ♪

♪ Help us, please ♪

♪ Now things are different ♪

♪ Man now comes upon the scene ♪

♪ Spread cross the nations
like an infamous disease ♪

♪ Creatures are dying along
with all those trees ♪

♪ God, if you're listening,
would you help us, please ♪

♪ Help us, please ♪

♪ Looking at myself ♪

♪ Seems like I'm changing ♪

♪ Losing myself in the blues and greens ♪

♪ Somehow, I feel so much at ease ♪

♪ And my soul is free ♪

(motor running)

(birds chirping)

(plaintive flute music)

Okay.

Hi.

Now you trust me.

I'm the one human friend you have.

Hi, Stanley.

How are you?

How you doing today?

Hey sweetheart, where's Hazel?

(snake rattling)

Where's...?

I got something for you.

Yes, I'm gonna be so gentle.

In your condition, yeah.

You're gonna be a mommy.

What do you think about that, Stanley?

You're gonna be a daddy.

What's that?

You like that, sweetheart?

You're gonna get jealous.

Well, it's okay.

It's all right.

Would you like to?

Okay.

All right, Stanley.

Hey, how's my little family?

(snake rattling)

I know.

Come on.

I know.

You all want out, well come on.

Yeah, baby.

Come on.

Let's go, okay.

Okay, come on.

(snake rattling)

Oh, poor baby.

Well, come on.

(soft flute music)

(drums beating)

Tim.

Tim Ochopee?

Tim?

(guitar music)

(birds singing)

It has been too long since
we've seen you, Tim Ochopee.

(mumbling)

My sister made this for you.

I thank you, tell her for me.

Your friends have wondered
if you have forgotten

it is the season of the green corn dance.

We have missed you at our village.

I mean no offense, Wachula.

My friends here need me more.

Our tribe now calls
you the lover of snakes.

The snake man.

Think I care?

What has happened to you, Tim Ochopee?

Was it being forced to go
fight the white man's war?

What do you think?

Two years of whites telling the red man,

"kill the yellow."

It kinda screwed up my sense
of equality and brotherhood.

It's in the past now.

The Seminole Indian is
a dying race of humans.

We number few these days.

Come back to our village, live with us.

Help us survive a few more decades.

And work in a trading post?

And if I get married,

have the tourists gawk
at my wife and children?

No.

Ever since I saved this
little fellow's life,

he's taught me the meaning
of love and friendship.

His common foe is mine.

I will pray that this
cancer of hatred in your heart

will eat no more of your soul away.

Our village will always
be ready to welcome you,

if you ever wish to come back to us.

(birds chirping)

(motor running)

Hey, Tim boy!

Hey, how have you been?

How long you been back from Vietnam?

[Tim] Six months.

What's that, boy?

[Tim] Six months.

Six months?

Well, why in the hell

didn't you give me a call at the factory?

I told you I had a job there

whenever you wanted it, didn't I?

I didn't want it.

Oh, come on, boy.

You're not holding a grudge

because of what happened
to your father, are you?

The courts cleared your man, I didn't.

We was hunting alligators
for Mister Thomkins here.

If your dumb Injun father

hadn't been fishing in a hunting area,

he wouldn't have got shot.

Anybody can tell the difference

between a man and an alligator.

When it comes to an Injun,

you can't tell a difference between them

and a stinking snake in the grass.

[Tim] Maybe.

Now, Crail, you just
stop irritating this boy,

even though his father
was off the reservation,

fishing on land leased to us.

I mean, it was an accident,

you and Bob shooting him in that and all.

After all, you did kill the boy's father.

He was sitting in some
bushes and he started moving.

Crail?

[Crail] Yeah, Mister
Thomkins, we killed him.

The whole thing's just a terrible mess.

It's getting hot and humid, Tim.

Hey, suppose we have a nice,
cool drink inside your place,

forget all this.

We got a lot to talk about.

Come on, Tim.

(snakes rattling)

(chuckling)

Just as well as we have a little talk

outside in the great outdoors, huh, Tim?

Look, Tim,

I've always regretted what
happened to your father,

and I'd have made it up to
you right afterwards and all,

if you hadn't got drafted.

So now you just let me
make amends, huh, boy?

When Doctor Everett told
me you were back here

living in the Everglades,

trapping snakes for his medical center,

I said to myself,

now here's a way for me to help Tim

and have old Tim help me, too.

I mean, we both know no one

can catch more snakes faster than you.

I'm gonna need 'em this year, boy.

Some fag fashion designer in Paris,

he publicly said animal skins is "in" now.

You know what that means, boy?

That means it'll be the
greatest season I ever had.

And you could be part of it.

Look at your vest and your belt.

You thrive off the skins
of living creatures.

I catch snakes for Doctor Everett

so the venom can be used medically,

and I don't hurt 'em in any way.

Yeah.

Everything is just so much crap,
boy, until you get to this.

Take it, boy.

You can't buy my father's life.

My money.

You'll never buy back
your guilt for his death.

Maybe you'd like to join your
old man in that money grab.

Quick, the money's
going down in the water.

Get that money down in the water!

Get the 50's, get that
50, get it all together.

All you minorities are
the same in this country,

you know that?

You just live to be hated by other people.

That way, you can cover up
and justify your mistakes

by saying you never had a chance.

Am I right, boy?

That's bull.

White man, that's bull.

I don't need you.

I'll get those snakes with or without you.

It's your choice and your loss.

So don't make the wrong choice.

Come on Crail, let's get out of here.

I'll be seeing you again, Injun.

(motor starting)

Hey, Stanley.

Hey, Stanley.

Hey.

Hey, sweetheart, look, look.

Snakelets.

You're beautiful.

I'm the first human being you've seen.

Hazel, they're gorgeous.

And you, you little mama, you did it.

Come here.

You sweet, little mommy.

Come here.

I want you to take a rest.

You deserve it.

My little Hazel.

How do you feel, Stanley? You're a daddy.

You like that?

Oh, yes.

I think the only beauty in this world

is when man isn't there.

Now I'm sorry, Stanley,

but you're gonna have
to stay in the truck.

People just don't understand
friendly rattlesnakes.

All right?

See, Tim, we must be very careful

in order to avoid injury
to the snake's mouth.

You know how important it is to me.

Come on in my office,
I have a check for you.

Make yourself comfortable.

Thank you, Doctor.

You have no idea what an
aide you've been so far.

The new snakes you brought have given us

an average of 15, 20 drops
of venom each milking.

We're quickly replenishing
our supply of serum.

It's ironic, isn't it?

That we need the poison from a snake

to create serum in order
to combat the poison

from that same snake.

Well, Tim, here's your check
for your current delivery.

Glad my snakes have been
a help to you, doctor.

(high pitch screeching)

Are you all right, Tim?

Why did you tell Thomkins where I was

and what I was doing?

I just thought you
could use the extra money.

No animals should be
slaughtered needlessly.

He killed my father getting
hides to make shoes.

Alligators for shoes.

The next thing they'll kill
people to make soap out of them.

Come on, Tim.

You're taking life much too seriously.

God put every living
creature on this earth

to be of some service to
every other living creature.

Maybe your God, but not mine.

The next thing you'd be telling me

is that all animals are created equal,

and that we should treat a
rattlesnake as thy neighbor.

(dramatic drums beating)

(screaming)

I don't know.

Stanley.

(screaming)

Don't shoot that snake.

This one of your pets?

This is Stanley.

Now, I told you to stay inside the truck.

Look, if you don't behave,

I won't be able to take
you into town again.

Playing with rattlesnakes
is like playing with fire.

I ought to know, Tim.

I've had enough bad experiences with 'em.

You can't tell when they'll strike on you.

That's just as true
with people, isn't it?

You're a very stubborn
fellow, aren't you?

What he means is, I'm a dumb Indian.

(woman gasping)

Sorry.

She only bites

girls and doctors.

Hey, hey, hey.

What do you say we go see Gloria, huh?

Want to see Gloria?

Let's go see Gloria.

(truck starting)

(soft jazzy music)

Stanley...

Now Stanley, just wait a minute now, whoa.

Now, where you gonna stay
this time when I leave you?

Okay.

(big band music)

Tim, how's it going, baby?

Good.

(big band jazz)

Hey, come on, baby.

Take it off.

Take it all off.

(big band music)

(sparse clapping)

I don't believe it.

Those are not real snakes.

I've seen snakes before

and those are not real

snakes.

Yeah.

Like father, like son.

Stay away, get away, get away.

Oh, words

that you don't mean, Timmy.

Get away from me.

Hey, what's going on here?

Is my wife cheating on me?

I brought her some snakes.

I just bet you did, Kemosabe.

Stuff it, Sidney,
you're not being funny.

Neither are you, honey.

Boy, you really packed them out today.

You get the feeling...

you're over the hill?

Oh, come on, Sidney,

you know it's outta season.

And Miami outta season without
a convention is always dead.

Miami's not dead, Gloria.

You are.

Yeah?

Have you ever stopped to think that maybe

it's the rotten publicity
you've been giving me?

It's okay.

Rotten publicity for a rotten act.

Gloria.

Just be nice to my snakes, okay?

(laughing)

Snakes alive.

(laughing)

I haven't heard a straight line like that

since the Garden of Eden.

(laughing)

When the snake set Eve up
with my homosexual friend,

the forbidden fruit. (laughing)

See you around, Timmy,

and try to remember, any type of love

is better than any kind of hate.

Hey.

This dummy with his snakes

just gave me a great new idea
for an act for you, Gloria.

What an act.

Gloria, you'll be on top again.

We'll pack 'em in, this act'll kill 'em.

(carnival music)

Stanley, you get in trouble

even when you stay in
the truck, don't you?

(truck starting)

What's he up to?

Come on, Stanley.

Look at all those future belts.

Well, not this time.

(snake rattling)

(soft flute music)
(birds chirping)

What's he doing nosing around the truck?

I don't know.

I don't know. I don't trust him, though.

We'd better check.

(dramatic orchestral music)

All the snakes.

That swamp booger turned
all our snakes loose.

[Crail] What?

Where do you think
you're going, red stick?

(grunting)

Get up, Bob.

Get the gun, Crail.

Get the gun from the truck.

(groaning)

You wanna know something
about your father, boy?

Easy, Bob.

No!

He's no one ain't gonna hurt us.

He wouldn't wanna
incriminate his own father.

Now, you pay full attention, boy.

That was no accident.

It was no accident we shot your father.

No, we did it on purpose
and called it an accident.

He was helping us poach animals

off your own people's reservation.

He said he needed the
money Thomkins give him

to keep you in college.

And he wanted to quit when you graduated.

Thomkins said no.

And when he threatened to go to the law,

we killed him!

(laughing)

Now you're gonna get what you
give me a few minutes ago.

(snake rattling)

Hey, Bob, look out.

(screaming)

All right, now you get in that truck

and you get the hell outta here.

Now, if I ever catch either one of you

hunting and trapping in
these swamps again, I'll --

Get me to a hospital.

Get me to a damn hospital, Crail.

Now you tell more lies about my father,

and I'll kill you so slow.

You better get that poison outta his tail.

Maybe he'll be to sit
down in about a week.

I'm gonna remember
you for this, red stick.

Hell, I want you to remember.

Every time you sit down.

Now move.

(groaning)

(birds chirping)

Come on.

(truck starting)

Thank you, Stanley.

(snake rattling)

Did you ever have the feeling

that life was just one, long joke?

I'm about to laugh.

(soft flute music)

(snake rattling)

(birds singing)

Hey, it was a night I'll never forget.

Practice makes perfect, Vicky.

Yeah, I guess you've had
a lot of that, all right.

A little bit.

Take it easy.

Be good.

Going home after a hard night's work?

Hmm, getting cold around here.

Give me a call... anytime.

(knocking on door)

Well, maybe he's out back.

Takes a swim every morning.

Hey, baby, where's the action?

You're getting to be some
nice looking girl, Susie.

Come on, cool it, dad.

I'm your daughter, remember?

Not one of your cheap, young
lays you just said goodbye to.

Come on, Susie.

Don't talk to me that way, please.

You dirty old man.

I hate you.

All the sharp fathers in this earth,

and I get stuck with a creep like you.

You know, you sound like
your mother used to sound.

Maybe I oughta --

Beat up on me like you did her?

Don't you dare try it.

I'll be 18 in two months

and I'm blowing this zoo
you call life for good.

You won't bring me back like last time.

Listen, tramp, you do
sound like your mother.

In fact, you sound like all
the women in this damn world.

That's my groovy old daddy hypocrite.

You're a swinger when you hop into bed,

but I'm a tramp 'cause
I know where it's at

and grab for it, too.

Susie, what do you want?

I've given you everything a
kid possibly could dream of.

Your idea of a dream is
my idea of a nightmare.

Well, you're my kinda action.

I can handle you.

You can't afford my kind of action.

Why don't you try me?

Oh, get lost.

Real card-carrying pro there, huh, Bob?

Yeah.

What do you want from me, Susie?

Will you please tell me?

Is it my fault that your mother ran off

with another man and deserted us, huh?

It's my fault, too,

that we can't talk to each
other without ever fighting?

It's my fault you think the
way I make a living stinks?

You know what's happening, Susie?

This generation gap
jock, that's what it is.

The only gap between us

is the one right here in your head.

Thanks, Susie.

Thanks, that -- that -- that really hurt.

Gee, dad.

That's exactly what I
said to Freddy last night.

When I let him have it in
the back seat of his car

at the drive-in.

You smartass.

Hi, Mister Thomkins.

Hello, Susie.

I knocked on the front door

but nobody answered, I
figured you'd be out back.

You know I take a swim
every morning, Crail.

Excuse me.

Would you like something to drink, Bob?

Nothing for me, ma'am.

What you got?

How about something

nice and warm?

Sounds great.

Come with me.

What a pleasure.

Here's your coffee, Crail.

Thank you, Susie.

When can I see you again?

Tonight at eight?

I'll meet you at the same place.

Sounds great.

Really great.

Hey Crail, you got two eyes.

You wanna try for none, boy?

Susie, get your tail into the house.

Move I said, girl.

(birds chirping)

Stay clear of my daughter, Crail.

You screw her and you're screwing me, too.

You understand me?

Are you kidding, Mister Thomkins?

She's like my kid's sister.

Don't con me, Crail.

(birds chirping)

Well, to what do I owe

that I should start my day off

with a visit from you two?

Why am I lucky?

Well, we had a little trouble
in the glades yesterday.

What do you call a little trouble?

We caught that dumb Injun bastard

turning all our snakes loose.

He what?

He turned the snakes loose.

We beat him up.

Bob here got a little...

Yeah?

He got a little excited
and got carried away

and told him the truth about his old man.

He told him the truth?

(groaning)
You big-mouthed idiot fool.

Sore-assed fool now.

One of his snakes bit me.

That Injun's snake bit you?

He's got a thing about snakes, man.

I'd love to get my hands on his cabin.

But we don't figure he is
gonna say anything, though.

He wouldn't want anybody to know the truth

about his old man.

I'll tell you what he can do,

he could start laying
you out in those swamps.

He knows them and the
animals in them better

than any white or red man put together.

He could sabotage your every move.

Hell, he can kill you if he wants to.

Hell, he can kill me just
for revenge if he wants to.

Well, that's why me and Bob here figured

you might let us hire Marty
Simpson for our next hunt.

Simpson?

You mean the guy they call
Psycho at the factory?

I admit, he's a little crazy.

A little crazy?

That guy is capable of doing anything.

But he's a good tracker.

And he hates Injuns.

If that Ochopee SOB comes
anywhere near that truck again,

Psycho will hang him by the
neck from the nearest tree

with one of his own snakes.

Okay, but be careful.

I got enough trouble as it
is with these ecology nuts.

They claim I'm upsetting
the balance of nature

by killing off all the
animals in the Everglades.

The SPCA says it's cruel the way we

knock the lousy little animals off.

All I need next is that, what is it,

ACLU down on me for badgering Indians.

Badger? We don't badger 'em.

We'll kill 'em.

Just don't tell me if you do.

Especially me.

(birds chirping)

You know what this is?

It's my new line of snakeskin belts.

A stinking, lousy little
snake with nothing,

until I make a belt out of him. Me.

I should be praised, not condemned,

for making worthless animals
into something worthwhile.

Now, go get me my snakes.

But don't sell that Indian short.

You may have bitten off
more than you can chew

with him and those snakes.

I can't do it.

New act, or no new act, I can't do it.

Honey, all it takes
is getting used to it.

Mind over matter.

Disassociate.

Think of the money.

All those suckers buying
watered down drinks

at two bucks a throw.

And who have they come
to see? You, Gloria.

What about Timmy?

When he finds out what we're
gonna do to his snakes...

Will you forget that dumb Indian?

He's not dumb.

He's a nice young man.

Who loves snakes.

Honey, listen to me, for crying out loud.

Will you wait a minute?

I don't blame you for not
wanting to do that with snakes,

but the lowest thing on
this earth is a snake,

but people are fascinated

and repulsed by them at the same time.

It's like a gory accident on the road.

It makes you sick to look,

but you can't take your eyes off it.

It's not right, it's immoral.

The back taxes we owe on this club

and the bills we can't pay
aren't right or moral either.

Look at the publicity
I've already gotten you.

The papers are eating it up.

Think of your pretty costume.

Cleopatra and her dance
of the headless asp.

What an act.

It'll be the biggest thing
since the boa constrictor

swallowing the chicken bit
came about in carnivals.

Think of our life savings.

Okay, okay.

I'll try it again.

Someday, I'm gonna make enough money

so I will never have to do
anything I don't wanna do again.

That's my little show business trooper.

Go, baby!

Do your stuff.

(soft music)

I got a surprise for you.

It's a little something I made myself.

Figured with the family and all

you'd want your own beds.

Well, how do you like it?

All right Hazel, we'll try you first.

Come on.

There we go.

Hey, what are you doing? Come on, Stanley.

That's your half.

Can't you stand to be away from Stanley?

Come here, sweetheart, there.

Are you comfortable?

I want you all to take a nap
and I'll fix some breakfast.

(birds chirping)

Now this is it, guys.

Swamp buggy won't go much further here.

Come on, let's get that boat off.

Come on, Bob.

Hey, man, I never knew it was due

five o'clock until this morning.

5:00 p.m. I dig, but...

What kind of junk you on now, Psycho?

Screw this 5:00 a.m.
getting up jive, so wait.

Somebody put cocaine, man, in my sniffer.

He ain't gonna be no help.

How's he gonna guard the truck
and help us get that Indian?

Clean up my nose, but...

what it did in my head.

Hey, man, at range like this

I could almost cut you
in half, you know that?

Hey, easy, Psycho. Easy, man.

And finish cutting
you in half with this.

We brought you out here
to capture snakes, remember?

And help us kill an Indian
if he gave us any trouble.

That's what you're
getting double time for.

Not to kill us, understand?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Cool, man.

All right, now give me the bags.

Now give me the rifle, too.

All right, now, just sit
chilly for a while, all right?

We'll be back in a couple
hours with the snakes.

Get over here.

All right, bring it, that's it.

Grab it there.

Relax, Psycho.

(birds chirping)

Hey.

We made a big mistake.

That pill-popping nut's as
liable to kill us as the Injun.

Don't worry, man.

I can handle him.

Famous last words.

Look at him.

He's been to the moon long
before the astronauts ever were.

Hey, Psycho, eat a
sandwich or something, huh?

Stay off the pills and that sniffer.

Yeah, mother.

Yeah, mother.

(birds chirping)

Hey, I can use this about now.

Easy, baby, easy.

Hey, how's Hazel and the kids, huh?

(gun firing)

I guess some of our friends

didn't hide as well as they should have.

Let's go get us some hunters, huh?

(gun firing)

Yeah, you got him.

(birds chirping)

Look at that shot,
right in the head, man.

Ain't much, man, but six
hours in these glades,

I was thinking all these snakes had gone.

Let's go, baby.

Get more snakes than that.

You know what to do, Stanley.

Look at that.

Way over there, yeah, yeah.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Let's take him alive.

This skin's more usable that way.

And you can use that
gun, man, if you have to.

I ain't going back with him.

Come on, man.

We gotta get him.

(tense instrumental music)

Up ahead.

There he is, Crail, get him.

There here is, over there, man.

Behind the tree.

(tense instrumental music)

Come on, Bob, this way.

There he is, Crail, get him.

You damn fool!

You were so anxious to get that snake,

you ran us right into the quicksand.

Do something, Crail!

I warned you.

You didn't listen.

God, man, help us.

(Crail groaning)

Stanley,

bite his hand.

What do you want me to do?

Do you want me to say I
lied about your father?

I lied!

Please?

Tim!

Ochopee!

Mister Ochopee?

Please...

(tense instrumental music)

(screaming)

Crail?

Crail, don't leave me.

Crail!

(screaming)

(gurgling)

(birds chirping)

Yeah, mother.

(belching)

Not yet, Stanley.

Well, you have lot to be thankful for.

And I think a prayer of
gratitude is in order.

All right.

Dear heavenly father,

grant us protection.

Give us strength to fight our enemies.

Accept our thanks for this food

and the shelter for thy
creations, the snakes.

Amen.

Okay.

You know, we're running outta mice, too.

Maybe we get some before sundown,

and maybe we get Hazel a little bunny.

It was a shame that..

I wish you could be vegetarians like me.

Being animals, you should understand.

You shouldn't eat other animals.

Man is an animal.

Doesn't stop him.

And why should I stop you?

Stanley,

you and Hazel

are the only true friends I have.

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

(snake rattling)

(snake rattling)

(lullaby music)

(tense instrumental music)

(snake rattling)

(gun firing)

Hazel...

Hazel?

Bastard, you killed Hazel.

You killed Hazel, you son of a bitch.

You killed Hazel,

you bastard.

(motor starting)

(tense instrumental music)

(groaning)

(birds chirping)

(somber instrumental music)

No.

Why?

Poor Hazel.

She never hurt anyone.

(mournful flute music)

Busiest I've ever seen this place.

(exotic music)

Hi, Timmy.

Man, what's wrong?

Hazel's dead.

And her three children.

Wow.

What happened?

Shot her.

Kicked the kids to death.

Have the police caught
the murderers yet?

Stanley killed him.

Stanley knew Hazel?

Married.

Married? How old were the kids?

About a week.

Six ounces.

A week old, six ounces.

What kind of kids were they?

Baby rattlers.

Baby what?

Rattlesnakes.

Rattlesnakes?

You mean Stanley and Hazel

and their children are rattlesnakes?

Is that what we've been talking about?

Rattlesnakes?

Yeah.

Hey, man, it's all right to play a joke,

but this is ridiculous.

Rattlesnakes?

You're trying to make a fool outta me.

Rattlesnakes.

(dramatic music)

Can't believe she's gonna
break the head off that snake.

I wonder if she'll really do it?

(audience applauding and cheering)

Stanley.

Stanley, why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

(screeching)

Okay, baby.

All the lights are turned out
and everything's locked up.

Jeez, Sidney, what a mess.

So what?

They say whining and dining the critics

was never a waste of time.

Ah, boy,

they loved the act.

You'll be a sensation.

We'll make money out of this club

the likes we never dreamed of.

Gloria?

I believe you had enough.

Oh, yeah.

You think I had too much to drink, huh?

Cut out the booze,
you're gaining weight.

Well, maybe you're right,

but I gotta have something to get

the taste of that snake outta my mouth.

You realize, with seven shows a week,

an extra show on Friday and Saturday,

I'm gonna be biting the
heads off nine snakes a week?

Wow.

Soon or later, Timmy Ochopee's
gonna hear about the new act,

and I sure don't wanna
see his face when he does.

(tense music)

(crickets chirping)

Hey.

Why buck that long drive home across town?

We'll get more sleep if we spend
the night here at the club.

I'll tell you what.

Listen, I'll fix the couch,
and you dump your clothes.

I'm gonna fix the couch.

Now, dump your clothes.

We're spending the night
here at the club, now go.

There's something
spooky about this old club

late at night, with everybody gone.

What's the matter?

You afraid your Indian friend's

gonna sneak in and scalp you? (laughing)

That's not funny, Sidney.

I used to take life as
seriously as old Timmy.

Old age kind of knocks the
meaning out of it all, though.

Forever gets shorter and shorter

as you grow older and older.

Like hell.

Kid's a weirdo.

There's no telling what
he's up to right now.

(tense music)

Still in pretty good shape.

(tense electronic music)

What's that?

Who?

Who's there?

[Gloria] Sidney.

[Sidney] Hey.

Hey, kid.

A little kindness too
much to ask from people?

Hmm?

Hey, kid.

I guess it is.

[Gloria] Timmy.

You like to bite the
heads off of snakes, Gloria?

[Gloria] I didn't want to do it.

Try this.

[Gloria] He made me do it.

(screaming)

(dramatic instrumental music)

(birds chirping)

(horse neighing)

(whistling)

(horse neighing)

Hey, Grey, what's the matter?

What's the matter with my baby?

What are you nervous about, huh?

What's in th -- here you go.

Yes.

Yes, that's all right.

There's nothing.

That's a good boy, yes, it's okay.

(birds chirping)

(drums beating)

(tense music)

(snake rattling)

Water moccasins in your swimming pool.

If they're good enough
to hold your pants up,

they're good enough to swim with.

That way, Stanley, I haven't got all day.

You want to kill people
that want to destroy you?

(dramatic instrumental music)

(birds chirping)

(tense music)

(screaming)

(yelling)

(yelling)

(screaming)

Dad.

Dad?

(bird chirping)

[Susie] Who are you?

What do you want?

[Tim] Did you ever hear
of the garden of Eden?

I need an Eve in my garden.

(motor starting)

(acoustic guitar music)

♪ Let's just go far away ♪

♪ Let's play hide and
seek with the world ♪

♪ I know you, you're afraid ♪

♪ The whole world's got you down ♪

♪ Let's start a new world ♪

♪ Start a new world ♪

♪ Ways and rules got to change ♪

♪ But now, it's gone too far ♪

♪ Let's rearrange ♪

♪ You be First Woman, I'll be First Man ♪

♪ We will be as one ♪

♪ And build a land ♪

♪ Build a land ♪

♪ Will you join me? ♪

♪ Will you come and take my hand? ♪

♪ Now is the time ♪

♪ Now is when we make our stand ♪

♪ Hand in hand ♪

♪ Let's just go far away ♪

♪ Let's play hide and
seek with the world ♪

♪ Let's play hide and
seek with the world ♪

♪ Seek with the world ♪

This is my Eden.

(birds chirping)

[Susie] It's taken us hours to get here

and we never saw another
person the whole trip.

How far is your nearest
neighbor from here?

[Tim] I don't have any neighbors.

And that's the way I want to keep it.

What's that?

That's Hazel.

She was killed by your
father's hunters, too.

[Susie] A snake?

You really wigged out on this
nature stuff, didn't you?

Stanley?

Stanley.

(snake rattling)

I want you to meet Susie, Stanley.

Touch him.

Come on, touch him.

He's not slimy, is he?

Dry and warm, like the touch of magic.

Now hold him.

Come on, hold him.

Will he bite?

Just his enemies.

He's mine.

He likes you, Susie.

It's the first time I've ever
been liked by a rattlesnake.

I like you, Susie.

Like...

isn't a strong enough word.

If you wanna go to bed with me,

you have to use the word love.

I'm gonna rape you.

Go to bed with you, love you.

Is that all you ever think about it?

Hmm?

[Susie] What else is there?

I think life's good
enough for everybody.

(snake rattling)

Tim?

Tim, wake up.

Wake up.

We fell asleep.

It's dark outside.

What time is it?

It's night time.

Got anything to eat?

[Tim] Got something in the cabinet.

Beautiful.

Can I take some of this
food with me tomorrow?

Tomorrow? What do you mean?

I'm gonna hit the road,

thumb my way out west to Taos, New Mexico,

and join a groovy commune
out there I read about.

You're gonna try to leave here?

You must be outta your mind.

Me, out of my mind?

You've gotta be kidding.

Me, out of my mind.

Well, what do you mean by that?

You live out here with a bunch snakes.

You name them, have a cemetery for them.

They're my friends.

That's weird.

It was like the sergeant

you were telling me about in Vietnam.

You doing all the killing,
the dirty work for him,

while he played God over right and wrong.

You're doing the same thing here.

These snakes are just your
slaves while you play God,

deciding who's bad and good.

You couldn't even kill my father yourself.

You had to get a bunch of snakes

to get your revenge for you.

Not revenge. Justice.

[Susie] I'm thirsty.

Susie?

I...

I can't help the way I am.

If you don't...

I get these tremendous headaches.

They're worse than headaches.

The mind, like my whole head,

just seems to swell up in pain.

Try a shrink.

Susie, please,

don't leave me.

We'll raise our...

we'll raise our children to
hate people and love snakes.

Please, please stay
with me, Susie. Please.

You're freakier than my father was.

You'll never leave here, Susie.

Not ever.

I wanna show you the
real beauty in this life.

(dramatic music)

You're too full of
self-righteous hate and self pity

to be able to see any beauty in anything.

I'm just a trophy,

like an animal you capture
and bring back alive.

You'd just like to have me
around for your convenience.

Locked up in a cage like
you keep those snakes.

Cut it out.

What's wrong, Susie?

Is it locked?

Well, I'll open it for you.

There's nothing but swamp out there.

If it was daylight, maybe you'd be lucky,

but you'd never find
your way out at night.

(tense instrumental music)

I'm sorry I said those
bad things about you, Tim.

Yeah, I am, too.

What are you doing?

I'm just getting some of my slaves

to do some more dirty work for me.

Isn't that the way you said it?

Tim?

I was only kidding about Taos.

I do wanna stay here with you.

(gasping)

(screaming)

Let me out!

Please, let me out!

Please, I want out!

Please.

Let me out of here.

(screaming)

Let me out, please, I want out!

Please.

(screaming)

Let me out!

Stop it.

Little Susie.

Come on, Susie.

I think the worst,

the worst pain in this Earth,

is what people inflict on
other people. Mentally.

Susie,

I've never felt like an Indian,

or like a white man,

or like a human.

I dream.

I dream about...

crawling

through the swamps.

I dream...

about...

being...

the biggest...

snake...

in the world.

(somber flute music)

(snake rattling)

Pretty little Susie.

If I were a human, I'd
be crazy, but I'm not.

(tense music)

Stanley, think about it.

No.

Bite her.

Bite her.

Come on and kill her.

I said kill her Stanley, kill her.

If you don't, I'll get somebody else.

No.

Can't you help me?

Please!

Now, you get over there and kill her.

Get on over there.

Come on.

Kill her.

(tense instrumental music)

I told you.

I told you.

Now kill her.

No!

[Tim] Kill her.

Kill her.

Kill her.

(tense instrumental music)

(snake rattling)

(screeching)

I'm sorry, Stanley.

I'm sorry.

(snake rattling)

(tense music)

(Susie screaming)

(snake rattling)

(flames crackling)

(dramatic music)

(Susie crying)

Maybe in hell,

I'll find out what I am.

Huh, Stanley?

♪ Things are different ♪

♪ Man now comes upon the scene ♪

♪ Spread cross the nation ♪

♪ Like an infamous disease ♪

♪ Creatures are dying ♪

♪ Along with all those trees ♪

♪ God, if you're listening, ♪

♪ Would you help us, please? ♪

♪ Help us please ♪

♪ Looking at myself ♪

♪ Seems like I'm changing ♪

♪ Losing myself in the blues and greens ♪

♪ Somehow, I feel so much at ease ♪

♪ And my soul is free ♪

(funky instrumental music)