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Oh all right. |
Auntie Em, really you know what Miss Gulch said she was gonna do to Toto? She said she was gonna |
Now, Dorothy, dear, stop imagining things. You always get yourself into a fret over nothing. |
No |
Now, you just help us out today, and find yourself a place where you won't get into any trouble. |
Dorothy! |
You wicked old witch! Uncle Henry, Auntie Em, don't let 'em take Toto! Don't let her take him please! |
no place like home there's no place like home no place |
Dorothy. Dorothy, dear. It's Aunt Em, darling. |
Oh, Auntie Em it's you! |
Yes, darling. |
But I did leave you, Uncle Henry that's just the trouble. And I tried to get back for days and days. |
There, there, lie quiet now. You just had a bad dream. |
No |
Oh, we dream lots of silly things when we |
No, Aunt Em this was a real, truly live place. And I remember that some of it wasn't very nice.... |
Is this where we're going? |
Of course not. We're going to Baltimore. It's much nicer in Baltimore. |
Momma... are they angry with us. |
No... No. It is just the English way. |
I don't want to stay here. |
They are English. They don't understand. |
I wish dawdie was with us. |
I know. Sleep now, Liebchen. |
No, you listen. Get out! |
Lady, I'm here to help you. This man is very dangerous. An armed criminal. He's got a gun, hasn't he? |
You have no right here! |
He'll live. |
You might have killed him! |
Find Fergie, check the barns. I'll watch these two. |
Get back in there. |
My son is out there! |
Nobody's going to hurt your son... |
She say where he is? |
I don't think she knows. |
What about Carter? |
Tight. But I'm working on him. |
Lean on him. |
Weird, man. No fuckin' electricity. What do you figure they plug all their shit into? |
They don't have any shit. |
He's not in this building. |
All right, where is he? |
Never seen anything like that in all my years. |
He's from... Ohio... My cousin. |
We'll, them Ohio Amish sure must be different. Our Lancaster brethren, they just don't have that kind of fight in them. |
John, lost control of himself. He... will be repentant. |
You're Rachel Lapp, aren't you? |
Yes. Samuel! We're going. |
Who was that man? |
His name is John Book. |
Is the English dead? |
No... |
Looks dead... |
That has no place in this house. |
I know. |
Didn't you hear Stoltzfus? What if he dies? Then the sheriff will come. They'll say we broke their laws |
We'll pray that he doesn't die! But if he does, then we'll find a way so no one knows! |
Rachel, this is a man's life, we hold it in our hands. |
I know God help me, I know that, Eli. But I tell you that if he's found here, the people who did this to him will come for Samuel. |
Eli, John is a carpenter. As well as being a fine policeman. |
Eh? Well then, maybe he can go to Zook's barnraising, eh? See how good a carpenter. |
How can this be? How can you do such a thing? Is this plain? Is this the ordnung? |
I have done nothing against the ordnung. |
Eh? Nothing? Rachel, you bring this man to our house. With his gun of the hand. You bring fear to this house. Fear of English with guns coming after. You bring blood and whispers of more blood. Now English music... and you are dancing to English music! And you call this nothing? |
I have committed no sin. |
No sin? Maybe. Not yet. But, Rachel, it does not look... Don't you know there has been talk? Talk about you, not him. Talk about going to the Bishop. About having you... shunned! |
That is idle talk. |
Do not make light of it, Rachel. They can do it... quick! Like that! And then... then I can not sit at table with you. I can not take a thing from your hand. I... I can not go with you to meeting! Rachel, good Rachel, you must not go too far! Dear child! |
I am not a child. |
You are acting like one! |
I will be the judge of that. |
No! They will be the judge of that! And so will I... if you shame me! |
You shame yourself. |
No, Rachel... |
I have to help him! |
Everything okay? |
Yes, thank you very much. |
John said you're Amish. |
Yes. |
Oh. |
Good morning. |
You didn't have to... |
I wanted to. you were kind to take us in last night. Anyway, I needed something to do. I was so angry with your brother. He's so... agaanisish! |
Aganishish? Yeah, that sounds like John. |
Just a minute. I'll pour you some coffee. |
You're not carrying a bullwhip... how'd you manage to put my kids to work? |
I made it a contest... the one who does best gets his cereal back first. Children like to help... they only need to be kept after a little bit. |
What's so funny? |
Fred. The way he looked when you screamed at him. |
God, Fred... |
At home you'd never hear a woman scream at a man that way. |
No? Why not? |
You just wouldn't. It's not the Amish way. But I think it would have done me good if I could have screamed at your brother last night. |
Listen, I don't know what's going on or how you got mixed up with him, but don't you let that selfrighteous son of a bitch push you around, okay? |
Did you find him? |
Not yet. |
Elaine, I've come to apologize for Lt. McElroy. He overstated the department's position. |
He accused John of taking kickbacks. And you know anybody who knows John knows that's a goddamn lie! |
Of course, Elaine. But as long as there's any question, better Johnny should come back and clear his name. |
Better you should get off my front porch before I get my mace! |
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