"RUTH:" "Grandpa was born in the plains." "It was absolutely flat, all around, for hundreds of miles." "He thought the whole world was like that." "Even the house was dug out of the ground." "Then, one momentous day, he found out about mountains." "He must have found a picture in a book." "He was amazed." "It became an obsession." "He drew and painted mountains endlessly." "Mount Fujiyama, the Alps, the Rockies." "He painted mountains all his life." "Before we were even born, he was lying at the bottom of Finger-bone Lake." "In the wreckage of a train." "There were lots of mountains there." "That's the way the family story went." "It was a good enough story, but there were other things we wanted to know." "For instance, where was our father?" "Nobody even mentioned him." "Where are the seagulls, Lucille?" "I don't know." "Let me put the bread right down here." "Hey!" "Hi, Charlie!" "You girls get inside." "Get inside, now." "Hey." "If you get inside I'll bring you some custard." "Okay, Bernice." "Hey." "Guess what." "We're going to see Grandma." "In Bernice's car." "(TYRES SCREECHING)" "Didn't know I could drive, did you?" "No." "You shouldn't be smoking, ma'am." "Nice kids." "Sometimes they are." "♪ Sometimes I live in the town" "♪ Sometimes I take a great notion" "♪ to jump in the river and drown ♪" "RUTH:" "Eleven!" "What are you counting?" " Horses." " And cemeteries." "(SUDDEN BRAKING)" "Come on, girls." "Come on." "This way." "RUTH:" "Years later, Lucille and I still talked about the trip to Grandma's" "Lucille would remember one thing, and I another, until we'd pieced together the whole journey." "We tried so hard that we ended up not knowing what we really remembered from what we had just imagined." "And we often fought over the details." "Grandma's at church, but you're gonna wait here and give her a nice surprise." "She'll be home in a little while, okay?" "Hm-hmm." "Where are you going?" "I have to go somewhere in the car." "But you're going to be good girls, now, aren't you?" "Here are some cookies." "And don't fight over them." "You'll stay inside, now, won't you?" "Ruthie?" "When Grandma comes home you can tell her you've been good girls." "Now, tell me "Cheerio"." "Cheerio." "Can't we come, too?" "But, then, nobody would be home for Grandma." "Stay here." "Where's she going?" "GRANDMA:" "Oh, she was about 5'8" and three quarters." "A little taller than I am." "Very nice looking." "Dark hair." "The little girl looks quite a little bit like her." "Her features are much the same." " MAN:" "I'll just ask them." " WOMAN:" "I see." "What kind of car is Mummy's?" "It's Bernice's car." "Okay." "What kind of car is Bernice's?" "Erm..." "Green." "Ruthie?" "Blue." "I could use some help." "Could you boys give me a push onto some solid ground?" "Sure." "Stick this under the wheel." "This, too." " No, you don't want to waste that." " Take it, it's okay." "No, we have some old clothes." "Sandy put your jacket under the wheel on your side." " No." " C'mon Sandy." "I'm not moving till you take this." "Use it!" "(ENGINE STARTING)" "Ah, yuck!" "Thanks boys." "You've been a help." "Here." "Take it." "I put the last of the white cake on the table out there." "It won't last long." "Shall I fetch you a piece?" "No, thanks, Etta." "The soup was enough." "How is she doing?" "She's quiet enough." "Lucille and Ruthie." "No, George." "It's Ruthie and Lucille." "Have you shown the girls the orchard yet?" "Yes, we had a walk in the orchard this morning" "Have you shown them your Indian knife?" "Yes, I have." "Have you shown them your Spanish coin?" "No, it's in my other pants' pocket." "(SNORING)" "RUTH:" "Grandmother looked after us for seven years." "The paperboy was the only person under 60 that we saw regularly." "It seemed as if, all her life, she was destined to be braiding hair and whitening shoes." "And she worried for us." "Once, she told us she'd dreamed that she'd seen a baby fall from an airplane." "And had tried to catch it in her apron." "And once, in a dream, she had tried to fish a baby out of a well with a tea strainer." "She never talked about Mother, or any of the family, except Grandpa and his mountains." "It was only after she had died that we were able to delve amongst the treasures in her room." "There, I found Mother and her sister, Sylvie, both banished to the bottom drawer." "I had high hopes of Grandma's treasures, but most of the people in the photographs remained strangers with no names." "I returned to the album often, until the faces became familiar and comfortable, like family." "It was comforting to find Lucille and Mother and me there, too." "It seemed to suggest that we belonged." "Although Grandma's death made the front page of the Dispatch, it was only because of her connection with the spectacular derailment that had widowed her twenty years earlier." "It didn't even mention the time or place of her funeral, but every detail of the Finger-bone wreck was retold." "My grandfather's death had made him famous." "The disaster wasn't strictly speaking spectacular because nobody saw it happen." "It took place midway through a moonless night." "The train was about a mile out on the bridge when the engine nosed over toward the lake and then the rest of the train followed it, like a weasel sliding off a rock." "The bridge was built on submerged hills." "On either side, the lake slid away to unknown depths." "Who could tell where the train might've come to rest?" "It might be sliding yet, down and down." "All that was ever found was a suitcase, a seat cushion and a lettuce." "All that day the people of Finger-bone were reluctant to leave the hole in the ice." "It could only have been out of politeness, for there was really nothing they could do for the two hundred souls on the train." "So, they built fires and stood around discussing how the train might've settled in the lake." "Some imagined it sinking like a stone, while others saw it sliding through the water like an eel." "By the evening, the ice was already beginning to heal." "All in all, it was a memorable day in the history of Finger-bone." "It was reported in newspapers as far away as Denver and Saint Paul." "Relax your arms, Ruthie." "The stiffness goes all the way down to your feet." "I hate those dogs!" "RUTH:" "When Grandmother died, the house and her savings became Lucille's and mine." "Our great-aunts, Lily and Nona, came from Spokane to look after us." "They were almost destitute and appreciated the savings in rent, but they didn't take to Finger-bone at all." "This is much too late for little girls to come in." "The time went by so fast." "We're really sorry." "You see, we can't go out looking for you." "We might get lost." "Or fall in the ice." "There are no street lights, and they never sand the roads." "Dogs aren't on chains." "And the cold is so bitter." "We feel it even in the house." "We won't come back after dark anymore." "You weren't on the ice, were you?" "No." "(CRASHING NOISE OUTSIDE)" "It's just a broken branch." "NONA:" "Oh, my!" "RUTH:" "It's just a cable down." "It happens." "LUCILLE:" "Don't worry." "I'll fetch some candles." "(PLATES RATTLING)" "NONA:" "Oh, dear!" "LUCILLE:" "If you dream about somebody dead, does it mean they're haunting you?" "I don't know." "It feels like it." "I don't want to sleep." "RUTH:" "If you plan not to sleep, we could play cards." "I don't think they'll ever be happy here." "What's going to happen to us?" "I don't know." "Well, it can't get much worse." "We could build a moon-dial tomorrow in the snow." "Yeah." "Maybe Mom's sister could come back home." "Maybe." ""Dear Mother," ""I can now be reached care of the Lost Hills Hotel," ""Billings, Montana," ""or the Myrtle Rooms, Portland, Oregon." ""Hope you are well." ""Write this time." "S."" "An itinerant." "She might've changed." "Improved?" "It's possible." "People do." "Perhaps some attention from her family?" "A family can help." "Responsibility might help." "A sense of home." "It would be home to her." "Yes, it would." "It would." "She should be told about her mother." "RUTH:" "We began to anticipate the appearance of mother's sister with all the guilty hope of Lily and Nona." "Sylvie would be our mother's age, and might amaze us with the resemblance to her." "They'd grown up in the same house, eaten the same casseroles, heard the same songs." "I bet her hair will be brown like mother's." "Hers wasn't brown." "It was red." "No, it wasn't." "Ruthie..." "LILY:" "Oh, let me take that." "NONA:" "Must be heavy, dear." "Oh, so cold." " You walked?" " (LAUGHING)" "You're Ruthie, and you're Lucille." "Lucille has lovely red hair." "NONA:" "Take off your coat, my dear." "You'll warm up faster." "Erm, I'll poach you an egg." "Or I could boil one." "Either way would be fine." "Oh, my, what a lovely dress." "NONA:" "Yes." "You look very nice, my dear." "Very well." "So, was Mother's funeral nice?" "Oh, yes, very nice." "Very small, of course." "You should've seen the flowers, the house was full of them." "Oh, she didn't want flowers." "She'd have called it a waste." "She didn't want a service." "I see." "We'll put you in the hall bedroom." "It's a little close, but that's better than a draft." "Oh, thank you." "Do you remember Danny Rappaport?" "No." "Well, he died." "I don't know how." "The newspaper didn't say." "Just a photograph." "LILY:" "Not a recent one, either." "He looked barely nineteen, not a line on his face." "RUTH:" "The next morning, Lucille and I were up early." "We shouldn't wake her up too early." "RUTH:" "It felt a little like Christmas." "And we always prowled the dawn of any significant day." "We can take her coffee at nine." "It was nicer with the light off." "Isn't that nicer?" "D'you want a cracker?" "Sure." "Thank you." "(SIGHING)" "I can hardly believe I'm here." "You know, I was on the train for eleven hours?" "We just crept along, through the snow, for hours and hours." "Have you been on a train?" "You haven't?" "Oh..." "I love to travel by train, especially the passenger cars." "Maybe I'll take you with me sometime." "Where to?" "Wherever." "Where would you like to go?" "Spokane?" "Oh, someplace better than that!" "Farther away." "Like maybe, erm..." "Like Seattle?" "Oh, but that's where you used to live." "With our mother." "That's right." "Will you tell us about her?" "Well, er..." "She was nice." "She was..." "She was pretty." "People liked her." "But what was she like?" "Don't you remember?" "We were little." "Grandma wouldn't talk about her." "Nobody would." "Well, she was very quiet." "She... played the piano." "She collected stamps." "I dunno, it's..." "It's hard to describe someone you know so well." "I didn't really see much of her after she was married." "LUCILLE:" "Tell us about the wedding." "SYLVIE:" "Oh, that was very small." "She just did that to please your grandma." "All right, erm, let's see..." "She wore... a sundress made of eyelet lace, and a straw hat." "See, she'd already been married by a Justice of the Peace somewhere in Nevada." "Your father was from Nevada." "(IN UNISON) What was he like?" "(LAUGHING)" "Erm..." "He was tall." "He wasn't bad looking, it was just that he was... awfully quiet." "I think that he was shy." "I think he sold some sort of farm equipment." "I don't know." "I, I only saw him that one day." "Do you know where he is?" "Nope." "Mother got a letter once, but she torn it up." "She never even read it." "Well, what would you girls like for breakfast?" " We'll make it." " Yeah." "SYLVIE:" "Okay." "You like oatmeal?" "Erm, I'm gonna take a little walk around town." "I'll be back soon." "She should've borrowed a scarf." "She's not coming back." "I bet they told her to leave." "It'll be all right." "I know it'll be all right, but it makes me mad." "(DOGS BARKING)" "(LAUGHING)" "(DOOR CLOSING)" "You left your stuff at our house." "Oh, no, I just came in here to get warm." "Nothing else is open." "I forgot how early the sun rises these days." "Whoo!" "It still feels like winter, doesn't it?" " Why don't you wear your gloves?" " Left 'em on the train." "Oh, boy, there's a newspaper." "Look." "Why don't you wear boots?" "Well, I suppose I should." "I think maybe I should stay for a while." "You know, the aunts are so old, and..." "Well, I think probably it's best for now, at least." " What d'you think?" " All right." "Okay." "First thing we do is get some pie at the café." "Then, when the store opens, you're gonna help me pick out a scarf, and maybe some gloves," "If I have the money." "Just a second." "Will you hold out your hands?" " Oh..." " Wow!" "Is that a candy wrapper or a dollar bill?" "It's a dollar bill." "Hmmm..." "Looks like I need to do some spring cleaning." "(LAUGHING)" "Oh, I have something for you." "Oh!" "This is for you." "Oh, thank you." "And this is for you." "Thanks." "Ah!" "We're loaded!" "Look at all this!" "Do you still have friends here?" "Well, the truth is, I never did have many friends here." "We knew who everyone was, that's all." "When's your birthday?" "April." "When's yours?" "June eighth." "I'm November twenty sixth." "Really?" "That's was my cat's birthday." "(LAUGHING)" "Here you are." "What a day to go walking." "And hardly dressed!" "Oh, well, Ruthie and I woke up early and decided to go out to see the sun come up." "We went clear downtown." "Sylvie got worried, so she came out looking for us." "Oh, I'm surprised at you girls." "I hope Sylvie gave you a good talking to." "Poor Sylvie." "Come into the kitchen and warm up, my dear." "Goodbye." "RUTH:" "That same evening, Lily and Nona fled." "You better go inside." "You'll catch your death of cold." "Okay." "RUTH:" "Sacrificing their savings in rent, they were taken by a friend of my grandmother's back to Spokane, and we and the house were Sylvie's." "The very next day it started to rain." "The ground and the lake were still frozen solid, and the water had nowhere to go." "Rain just then was a disaster." "It rained for four days." "Grandmother had always boasted that the floods never reached our house, but that year they did." "Hi." "The photographs!" "Oh!" "I hardly know any of them." "I don't even know her." "This is how we used to kept warm when I sold Xmas trees in Denver." "We'd take these big hot rocks and put them in our pockets." "Everybody but Alma." "She wore two shirts and three coats." "She was always trying to impress people." " LUCILLE:" "Was that your real job?" " SYLVIE:" "One of 'em." "Oh, boy." "I haven't been in here in years." " Was this your room?" " Uh-huh." "And your Mom's." "Sylvie and Helen." "We had both the beds by the window." "Oh, it's so funny being in here." "Uh-oh!" "There it is." ""Helen Foster ten years' old, 10-10-28."" "She wrote it so tiny because of Grandma." "We were frightened for weeks that she'd find it." "God, it still gives me a shiver to see it." "And Grandpa's mountains." " RUTH:" "I like them." " SYLVIE:" "Yeah." "He grew up in the plains, where everything was flat." "RUTH:" "Then Sylvie told us the old story about Grandpa and his mountains." "We wanted to hear more about Mother, but we listened politely and smiled in the right places." "After all, there was plenty of time." "Already we had great plans for Sylvie." "How did he get here?" "Well, when he was sixteen, he walked to the railroad, he jumped on a train and he said," ""Just let me off at the mountains."" "That's how we all ended up in Finger-bone." "Then he married Grandma and he built her this house." "He was always restless, though..." "Oh, my..." "Oh!" "I've never seen such a thing!" "He must've been such a strange boy." "It sounds like the bridge is breaking up." "It's just the ice." "(SINGING) ♪ MOCKINGBIRD HILL ♪" "The Simmonds' house isn't where it used to be." "Oh, it's so hard to tell." "Those bushes used to be on the other side." "Maybe the bushes have moved." "It is a shame." "(COCKEREL CROWING)" "Well, he's mixed up, anyway." "So, what do you say to a game of crazy eights?" "Hm?" "No, I don't really want to." "Okay, well, what do you want to do?" "I want to find some other people." "Now?" "Well, tomorrow." "We could wade up to the higher ground." "There must be lots of people camping up there." "(LAUGHING)" "Well, we're fine here." "I mean, we can cook our own food and sleep in our own beds." "What could be better?" "I'm tired of it." "Oh, it's the loneliness." "Yeah, it bothers a lot of people." "You know, I once knew this woman who was so lonely, she married an old man with a limp and had four children in five years and none of it helped at all." "She was still lonely." "Why didn't you have children?" "Well, I dunno." "I guess it just wasn't in the cards." "Did you want them?" "Well, I always liked 'em." "But, did you want to have them?" "You must know, Lucille, that some questions aren't polite." "I'm sure my mother must have told you that." "She's sorry." "SYLVIE:" "It doesn't matter." "Let's just get some warm bricks and then play some crazy eights, okay?" "Hi, Mr. Wallace." "I'm looking for Moses, Mrs. Watling's dog." "He came back into town two nights ago." "How are things here?" "Well, we heard some dogs during the night, but nothing's come by." "Not even a cat." "Oh." "Oh, er, I'd ask you to sit down, but the couch is full of water." "Oh, that's all right." "I'd better find that Moses." "Would you have some coffee beans?" "I had a whole little sack just float away." "Sure." "Thanks." "You were lucky up here." "Yeah." "I'm looking for Dash." "Has he been around?" "RUTH:" "Lucille disliked school even more than I." "Her ears turned red just at the thought of it." "Just after school took up again, she was wrongly accused of cheating in a history test and had to stand out in front of the whole class." "She stayed home for a week." "Sylvie didn't seem to mind or worry because Lucille's symptoms never included fever or loss of appetite." "Listen to this." ""Please excuse Lucille's absence." ""She had pains in her wrists and knees," ""a buzzing in her ears, a sore tongue," ""faintness, a stomach ache and double vision," ""but not fever or loss of appetite." ""I did not call the doctor" ""because she always seemed quite well by nine-thirty or ten in the morning."" "Well, we'll have to get her to write another one." "Say you lost it." "What if they call her?" "She never answers the phone." "I'm not going to school." "What'll you tell Sylvie?" "Maybe I won't go home." "Where will you go?" "Down to the lake, maybe." "It'll be cold." "I'll go, too." "Then we'll both be in trouble." "RUTH:" "This prospect seemed oddly familiar and comfortable." "We expected someone to step out from behind a rabbit hutch or the sheets on a clothes line and question us, but no-one did." "We spent every day that week at the lake." "We had no choice but to wait until we were caught." "Every day the situation grew worse, until we began to find a giddy and heavy-hearted pleasure in it." "I suppose the very worst thing would be the sheriff." "Yeah, that would be the worst." "RUTH:" "We were cold, bored, lonely and guilty, and longing to be caught." "Why does she buy these stupid shoes?" "She likes the colours." "I don't mind them." "Rosette Brown's mother takes her to Spokane just to buy shoes." "And she gets ballet lessons." "Her mother sews all the costumes." "There's Sylvie." "She's looking for us." "RUTH:" "But Sylvie only looked out across the lake, or up at the sky if a gull cried, or at the ground at her feet." "She didn't seem to notice us." "We'd been waiting all week to be caught." "Sylvie's behaviour was annoying." "Then it became frightening." "Sylvie!" "Hi!" "Ain't our business." "I had no idea it was so late." "I thought it would be hours before school got out." "School isn't out" "Oh!" "Then I was right after all." "The one thirty-five just came through, so it must still be pretty early." "Oh, boy, I've been wanting to do that for the longest time." "You know, I'm sure I could feel it shaking." "What if you fell in?" "Oh, I was pretty careful." "If you fell in, everyone would think you did it on purpose." "Even us." "Oh..." "Well..." "I guess that's true." "I, I didn't mean to upset you." "Really, I thought you would be in school." "We didn't go to school this week." "But, you see, I didn't know that." "It never crossed my mind that you'd be here." "RUTH:" "Sylvie's attitude to our truancy was... unsatisfactory." "As Lucille said," ""Any decent person would have dragged us back to school by the ears."" " TV: (INAUDIBLE)" " CAR PASSING BY" "Sometimes it felt that we were looking after Sylvie, instead of the other way around." " RUTH:" "The beads are so pretty." " LUCILLE:" "Yeah." "Oh, it fits!" "RUTH:" "But no matter how much Lucille and I worried about Sylvie, we didn't talk about her." "Oh!" "RUTH:" "We were afraid to put our thoughts into words, but we watched her..." "very closely." "Clearly our aunt was an unusual person." "♪ Happy birthday to you" " ♪ Happy birth..." " Sylvie!" "Oh!" "(LAUGHING) ♪...birthday dear Ruthie" "(MAGAZINE BANGING WALL) ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪" "RUTH:" "When we did go back to school, nobody questioned us." "They said our circumstances were special." "This was a relief, but it meant that Sylvie was already drawing attention to herself." "As soon as the weather allowed, we stopped going to school altogether." "Although we still left home every morning, as a courtesy to Sylvie." "I felt an odd affinity with the hoboes who gathered at the bridge." "There we all were on a chill spring morning, in unsuitable clothes, wordlessly passing the time by the lake," "like the marooned survivors of some wreck." "When summer came, we would spend whole days high up in the woods." "We remembered Grandma telling us she had gone there to hunt for wildflowers with Edmund, her husband." "He used to wear a necktie and Sunday suit even to stalk the forest." "♪ Tra la la, tweedle-Dee Dee-Dee It gives me a thrill ♪" "♪ Gone are the days" "♪ When he would take me on his knee" "♪ And with a smile." "♪ He'd change my tears to laughter." "♪ Oh my papa" "♪ So funny, so adorable" "♪ Always the clown" "♪ So funny in his way ♪" "We shouldn't be here." "What?" "We should be doing other kinds of things." "What things?" "We're just hiding up here." "RUTH:" "Usually we started for home when we smelled the hoboes' supper." "A little like fish and a little like rubber." "And so we would return to the house that had become Sylvie's." "Where we would find her "enjoying the evening", which is how she described her habit of sitting in the dark." "It was pleasant when she remembered to scold us for coming home late or getting our shoes wet." "(HUMMING)" "What did you do today, Sylvie?" "Oh, I walked around." "Collecting newspapers." "Oh, I met a really nice lady at the station." "She was travelling all the way through from South Dakota to Portland to see her cousin hanged." "Why do you get involved with such trashy people?" "It's embarrassing." "I didn't get involved." "She couldn't even come for supper." "LUCILLE:" "You asked her?" "She was afraid she'd miss her connection." "They're always real prompt about hanging people." "See, she's his only relative, except for his father, and he was the one that got strangled." "I thought it was very kind of her to make the trip." "I wouldn't say "trashy", Lucille." "She didn't strangle anybody." "LUCILLE:" "Where's your husband, Sylvie?" "I doubt he knows where I am." "How long were you married?" "Well, I'm married now, Lucille." "Why don't you live with him?" "Well, you can't be good at everything." "Pass the ketchup, please." "Where is he?" "Is he a sailor?" "Is he in jail?" "Mmm, you make him sound so mysterious." "So, he's not in jail." "We've been out of touch for some time now." "I don't think you ever had a husband." "Think what you like, Lucille." "Okay." "My husband, Lucille, was a soldier when I met him." "He fought in the Pacific." "Actually, he repaired motors and things." "I'll find a picture." "Okay." "Okay." "RUTH:" "At first, Lucille imagined that our uncle had died or disappeared in the war, and that this had deranged Sylvie with grief." "But, after what happened the very next day, she forgave Sylvie nothing." "You just don't make friends with people like that, Ruthie." "People that ride around on their backs underneath trains to go see hangings." "It is so trashy." "Don't look at the ground so much." "Oh, no!" "What do we do?" "Wake her up, I guess." "You wake her up." "Hurry." "(LAUGHING) Well..." "Hello!" "What a nice surprise." "And you know what?" "I just happened to have a surprise for you." "Thanks." "That still your favorite?" "Chomps?" "Oh, Ruthie, look at this." "There's this woman in Oklahoma and she lost her arm in an aircraft factory and, look, she still manages to support six children by giving piano lessons." "Wow!" "God!" "Where's Lucille?" "Oh..." "Home, I reckon." "Well, that's fine, actually." "I'm glad to have a chance to talk to you." "You're so quiet, it's hard to know what you think." "I suppose I don't know what I think." "Well, maybe that'll change." "And maybe it won't." "You miss too much school." "Childhood doesn't last forever, you know, and you might be sorry someday." "Boy, pretty soon you're gonna be as tall as I am." "(BIRDS TWITTERING)" "Now we find you asleep on a bench!" "Lucille, I wasn't sleeping." "Probably nobody saw her." "In the middle of town?" "And the middle of the afternoon?" "(FLIES BUZZING)" "She's leaving." "She always does that." "She just wanders away." "What if she really leaves?" "It could be worse." "I don't know what keeps her here." "I think she'd really rather jump on a train." "Lapland." "It's not a country." "Lebanon." "Mmmm..." "I was afraid you'd already gone to bed." "I left these on the park bench." "Huckleberries." "Libya." "SYLVIE:" "They're all over down at the station." "You see, I had an idea about pancakes." "Your mother and I used to go to that same place." "Liberia." "We were close, then." "Like you two." "We always forget Latvia." "Yeah." "We always forgot Liechtenstein." "Or Andorra." "(LAUGHING) Or San Marino." "Is she leaving?" "No, she's just going to sleep in the orchard." "(TINS CLANGING)" "RUTH:" "I was pleased when Sylvie took to washing the mountains of tin cans that had collected around the house," "Perhaps Sylvie thought they gave particular offense to Lucille." "Or maybe she just liked the effect of her work." "They looked very bright, and sound and orderly." "I was touched by her efforts." "It was an improvement in its own way." "RUTH:" "Lucille?" "Put a dress on." "I'll fix your hair." "Not that." "Sit down and I'll fix your hair." "Your hair is like straw." "Don't move." "I didn't." "Well, don't." "We'll get some setting gel at the drugstore." " Do you have any money?" " Forty five cents." "I have some." "My hair has curls already." "It curls the wrong way." "My, you both look so nice!" "You just make people notice it more." "Notice what?" "Nothing." "Why don't you keep up with me?" "Then we can talk." "What about?" "What do other people talk about?" "Anyway, you look strange following me like that." "I think I'll go home." "Don't go home." "I brought money for Cokes." "Hi, Georgette." "Can we sit down?" "Er, sure, go ahead." "GEORGETTE:" "What do you think, Lucille?" "I'm going to make a one-piece with big white buttons all the way down the front." "That's a really nice cloth." "GEORGETTE:" "Marie has the same in blue." "MARIE:" "I'm making a jacket." "But I've never done shoulders before." "Oh, boy!" "Are shoulders difficult?" "They have pads and things." "It's a lot of sewing." "So, what are you doing with your hair?" "LUCILLE:" "Oh, it's just a wave-set." "I think I might cut it some, though." "GEORGETTE:" "Oh, yeah, that would suit you." "Right off your shoulder." "Kinda like this." "Neat, eh?" "You could wear it longer if you wanted." "What do you think, Ruthie?" "We should get this, huh?" "Yes." "Ruthie..." "I just wanna go home." "Don't!" "That's Sylvie's house now." "We have to improve ourselves, starting right now." "Well, I'll talk to you about it later." "Come here, Ruthie." "I'm making a skirt and jacket." "It can be a two-piece, or the jacket can be worn with different skirts like a brown or a cream." "The skirt can be worn with a blouse." "It'll be coordinated." "It'll go with my hair." "You'll have to help me." "The instructions'll tell us how to do it." "We'll need a dictionary." "Look up 'pinking shears'." "(CATS MEOWING)" "What are you doing?" "The dictionary's full of flowers." "Grandpa." "He put them in the right places." "The pansies are at 'P', and the roses at 'R'." "Let me see it." "(GASPING)" "Pinking shears." "What'll we do with the flowers?" "Why won't you help me?" "You just don't wanna help." "I want to keep the flowers." "Fine, I won't help." "Well you were never going to!" "Never!" "(FOOTSTEPS)" "You were just looking for an excuse not to help, and you found it!" "Very nice." "Thanks a lot!" "I can do it myself, you know." "You're no help, anyway." "All you ever do is stand around like some stupid zombie!" "I can't hear you, Lucille." "You'll have to speak a little louder." "Oh, right." "Very funny." "Really clever." "(SEWING MACHINE WHIRRING)" "What's gotten into you girls?" "Don't come in, Ruthie." "I didn't even bother to take the pins out." "I'm really sorry." "It's not your fault." "You wouldn't 've been any help, anyway." "I'm much worse at those things than you are." "Much." "I'm not mad anymore." "Neither am I." "I know you can't help the way you are." "I know you can't help the way you are, either." "I don't have to." "I'm not like that." "Like what?" "Like Sylvie." "(SIGHING)" "It wasn't just a fuss about some old flowers, Ruthie." "It was more than that." "We've spent too much time together." "We need other friends." "I need other friends." "I can't wait to leave this place." " The house?" " The whole town!" "I think I'll go to Boston." "No, you won't." "Why Boston?" "Because it isn't Finger-bone." "That's why." "I've tried to help you, Ruthie." "But the problem is you spend too much time looking out of windows." "When you're tired of that, we could go to the lake." "Go away, Ruthie." "(LAUGHING)" "(LAUGHING)" "I'll lock myself in the bathroom if I have to, Ruthie." "RUTH:" "On the first day of school," "Lucille slipped out of the house early without me." "I saw her, far ahead of me, in her bright white Oxfords and crisp white blouse." ""Well," I thought, "she's alone, too."" "MR. FRENCH:" "You girls missed half a year of school last year." "What are we going to do about that?" "You can give us extra homework" "We can catch up." "MR. FRENCH:" "Well, you're bright girls." "What we really have to hope for is a change of attitude." "My attitude has changed." "So you don't need to hear my little sermon, Lucille?" "No, I don't." "And what about you, Ruth?" "No." "I mean, I guess not." "You guess not?" "LUCILLE:" "I don't know if she'll work harder this year or not." "She will or she won't." "You can't really talk to her about practical things." "They don't matter to her." "She's growing up." "Education should matter." "What does matter to you, Ruth?" "That's what I mean by a problem of attitude." "She hasn't figured out what matters to her yet." "She likes trees." "Maybe she'll be a botanist or something." "Are you going to be a botanist, Ruth?" "No." "I don't think so." "(SIGHING)" "You're gonna have to learn to speak for yourself and think for yourself, that's for sure." "LUCILLE:" "She has her own ways." "RUTH:" "That was the only time Lucille and I spent together at school." "I saw her often, but she avoided me." "(PANTING)" "It's getting cold again, isn't it, Ruthie?" "You've got a fish in your pocket." "Yes, yes, I do, and I'm gonna fry it up right now." "Where's Lucille?" "RUTH:" "Lucille didn't eat with us anymore." "Sylvie was sad about this, clearly, for she had no stories at all to tell me." "It really was cold today." "There's more soup." "Oh, no." "(DOOR OPENING)" "Goodnight." "Have a good time, Lucille." " Don't stay out too late." " (FRONT DOOR CLOSING)" "I have somewhere really pretty to show you." "You do?" " I do." " What?" "Well, it's this little valley where somebody's built a house and an orchard, a long time ago, and it hardly gets any sun, so the frost stays on the ground all day long." "The grass actually cracks when you walk on it, the frost is so thick." "You might like it." " Where is it?" " North." "See, I found this little boat." "I don't think anyone owns it and it doesn't leak or anything." "I mean, not much." " I'd like to go." " You would?" " Yeah." " Tomorrow?" "I have to study tomorrow." "How about Monday?" "I could write you a note." "Monday I have a test." "That's why..." " That's why I have to study." " Oh, okay." "Another day then?" " Yes." " Okay." "Are you going to study tonight?" "I have a book report to write." "Mmmm." "You know, I should read." "I don't know why I stopped." "I always enjoyed it." "Do you think I could sit with you?" "All right." "Okay." "(FRONT DOOR CLOSING)" "Hi Ruthie." "Hi Lucille." "Was the dance nice?" "It was okay." "Well, tell me about it." "I'm really tired." "I'll sleep downstairs." "You should at least throw something over her." "Lucille?" "Are you there, Lucille?" "Lucille had gone in her dancing dress and apricot slippers to the home of Miss Royce, the Home Economics teacher." "She had walked around the house rapping at the windows until she woke her up." "(KNOCKING)" "I tried phoning all morning, Mrs. Fisher." "Oh?" "Huh, that's strange." "RUTH:" "They talked through the night about Lucille's troubles at home, and Miss Royce gave her the spare room." "In effect, she adopted her, and I had no sister after that night." "SYLVIE:" "She said you could have her things." "She doesn't want any of her clothes." "Maybe she doesn't plan to be gone long." "Yeah." "Maybe she doesn't." "Poor Ruthie." "Well..." "Maybe we'll be better friends." "There really are some things I wanna show you." "Tomorrow." "But that's Monday." "You can write me a note." "All right." "Erm..." "We're gonna have to leave really early." "I'll make some food tonight and we can go to bed right after supper." "All right." "Ruthie." "Get up." "Ruthie." "Time to wake up." "Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up!" "(MOANING)" "(LAUGHING)" "(LAUGHING)" "I bet you're glad you kept your clothes on." "Huh?" "Come on." " Do we have to hurry?" " Yes, we have to hurry." "The boat's not where I left it." "Well, we're just gonna have to look for it." "Sometimes it takes a while, but I always find it." "Let's try over there." "Sometimes it's covered with branches." "Someone's trying to hide it." "I know." "Can you believe it?" "I always put it right back where I find it." "I don't care if other people use it, just as long as they take care of it." "Don't worry, Ruthie." "We're so early, nobody could've gotten here first." "Oh, there it is!" "Boy, someone sure went to a lot of trouble." "(GRUNTING)" "Hey!" "There's a man yelling at us." "Oh, I know." "I have to sit in that seat." "You come back here, lady!" "Lady, you come back here!" "Ignore him." "Lady, come on back." "He always does that." "Lady, will you come back!" "He thinks someone's watching and he just carries on even more." " Come on back here!" " It's pitiful." "He's going to have a heart attack some day." "It must be his boat." "Either that or he's..." "he's some sort of lunatic." "Come on back!" "I'm certainly not going back to find out." "Lady, you come on back!" "(WHISTLING)" "RUTH:" "Sylvie's coat and shoes were soaking wet from our bare escape from the shore." "I found myself wondering if that was why she came home with fish in her pockets." "The dawn reminded me of Grandpa's paintings." "Sylvie thought so, too." "You wouldn't believe how many people live out here in the mountains, Ruthie." "Sometimes you'll see a little smoke in the woods." "There might be a cabin there with ten children in it." "Have you ever seen any?" "Sometimes if I think I see smoke, I go walking towards it." "And, now and then, I'm pretty sure there's children around me." "I can practically hear them." "That's one of the reasons I always keep crackers in my pockets." "And you can hear them?" "You're gonna think I'm..." "a little crazy, but..." "I tried to catch one once." " (LAUGHING)" " Not trap it, but, you know... lure it out with marshmallows so I could see it." "I mean, what would I do with another child?" "So, you have seen them?" "Well, I stuck these marshmallows on these twigs of one of the apple trees, and then I just sort of sat to the side and waited, but it never came out." "I was a little bit relieved, actually." "I mean, a child like that might claw or bite, you know." "But I did wanna look at it." "Now you're in on my secret." "Maybe you'll have better luck." "I'll try." "At least we don't have to hurry." "It was always so hard getting back for you and Lucille." "It's pretty, isn't it?" "It's pretty, but I don't see how anyone would want to live here." "Oh, it's real pretty when the sun gets here." "You'll see in a little while." "It's kind of cold." "But you wanna watch for the children?" "Oh, yes." "Well, then I think you'd better just stay in one place, and be very, very quiet." "RUTH:" "It was an odd place for a homestead." "The sun could barely reach over the mountains to it." "SYLVIE:" "I told you it was pretty." "RUTH:" "I knew why Sylvie felt there were children in the woods." "I felt so, too." "But I didn't think so." "I knew that if I turned around, however quickly, they would be gone, even if they spoke just at my ear." "And those children around me were light and spare and wild, and thoroughly used to the cold." "It was almost a joke to them to be cast out in the woods." ""It's better to have nothing," they were saying." ""It's better to have nothing."" "Sylvie." "It's good if they see us eating." "I couldn't quite see them." "Another time." "Another time." "Come here." "Finger-bone." "(HUMMING)" "Why are we staying out here, Sylvie?" "We're waiting for the train." "It shouldn't be long now." "RUTH:" "Sylvie had no awareness of time." "For her, hours and minutes were the names of trains." "We were waiting for the ten fifty-two." "Sylvie?" "Sylvie." "Helen." "(TRAIN THUNDERING BY)" "Whooaa!" "Whoa!" "Sylvie?" "Oh!" "I was just wool-gathering and all then, of a sudden, it was right there on top of us." "Wasn't it loud, though?" "I wish you'd sit down." "You know what?" "I think the train might be just about under us here." "They threw a wreath in the water after the ice had gone." "And all those people came in from the hills." "It was like the fourth of July, but the bunting was black." "(TRAIN HORN BLARING)" "Ruthie, don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of." "Nothing at all." "The lake must be full of people." "I've heard stories all my life." "(CHUCKLING)" "You can bet there were a lot of people on that train nobody knew about." "You know, I never thought about it as stealing." "You know, you just find yourself an empty place, out of everybody's way." "No harm done." "No-one even knows you're there." "Everybody rode that train, Ruthie." "It was almost new, you know." "De-luxe." "It was really famous." "At least, everybody said they'd ridden on it." "There must've been a lot of people in the freight cars." "Who knows how many." "All of them sleeping." "Let's think of a song." "All right." "(HUMMING)" "(LAUGHING)" "Oh, what a day, what a day!" "I used to know this woman who said that all the time." "She said, "What a day!"" "And she always made it sound so sad." "Where is she now?" "Oh, who knows?" "I wish I had a piece of pie." "Er, I wish I had a hamburger." "Well, I wish I had... a mink coat." "RUTH:" "Erm, I wish I had a hot water bottle." "SYLVIE: ♪ Stop gambling', stop your ramblin'" "♪ Quit staying out late at night" "♪ Come home to your wife and your family" "♪ Sit by the fireside bright" "♪ Irene, goodnight" "♪ Irene, goodnight" "♪ Goodnight, Irene" "♪ Goodnight, Irene" "♪ I'll see you in my dreams" "(HUMMING)" "Get a moon tan." "(LAUGHING)" "Come on, Ruthie." "Come on." "Hurry." "Come on, girl." "She's getting growed." "She's a good girl." "Like you always said." "Don't mind if they stare, Ruthie." "(BARKING)" "Just ignore them." "Go on!" "Oh, God..." "Oh, I'm too tired to eat!" "Oh, here." "(MOANING)" "Sleep is best when you're really tired." "You don't just sleep..." "You die." "LUCILLE:" "Ruthie..." "Hi!" "Can we talk somewhere?" "Yeah." "Yeah, sure." "I'm worried about you." "We could go to the drugstore." "No, let's go somewhere else." "Do you come here a lot?" "Sometimes." "On my way home." "LUCILLE:" "Hmm." "It's just a place, Lucille." "(SIGHING) Yeah." "Sylvie packed a lunch." "We roasted marshmallows." "It was fine." "But you were out there all night, and everybody knows." "That was just because of the wind." "There was only this much water in the boat." " You were sinking?" " No!" "It was fine." "We sang songs." "I bet she loved it." " Being stranded." " She was fine." "Any decent person would have been scared." "I can't explain it to you, Lucille." "I just want the best for you." "You can't stay with her." "Don't worry." "I can't explain it, but everything's fine." "Hello, Ruthie." "School out?" "Then everything's all right here, and you aren't wanting for anything?" "No, not a thing." "But, thank you." "Tell you what." "I think I'll ask Mrs. Jardine and some of her ladies from the church to come up here just to say "Hello"." "Oh, no, no, that wouldn't be necessary." "I, er..." "I think I'll do that, Mrs. Fisher." "Would that be okay?" "But, see, there's really no need at all." "Really, we're fine." "Well, I..." "I think I'll do it, anyway." "Goodbye." "Can I help you move this sofa?" "Oh, no." "We're just airing it out." "But, thank you." "What do you think?" "I don't know." "Hmm." "I don't know what to think." "(KNOCKING ON DOOR)" "Fungus." "Do you think she grows them?" "I don't know." " Sylvie?" " Hello." " How are you?" " Hello." " Hi." " How are you?" "Fine, thank you." "You don't remember us." "I'm Mrs. Jardine." " Mrs. Walker, Mrs. Paterson." " Selina." " We went to school together." " Hello." "Er, we've brought you a few things." "Can we come in for a little visit?" "Er, well, no, I'm just doing some cleaning." "MRS. JARDINE:" "Oh, we'll only be a minute." "MRS. WALKER:" "I've brought a casserole." "I'll just bring it in." "(BIRD FLAPPING ABOUT)" "(POTS CLANGING)" "Er... could I get you some coffee?" "Oh, don't bother, dear." "We just came by to leave the things." "There's a nice scarf and some mittens in here." "Would you like to take a seat, at least?" "(POTS CLANGING)" "So, how are you getting on out here on your own, Sylvie?" "Have you made any friends?" "We, er, haven't seen you in church." "SYLVIE:" "Well, it's quiet, but I don't mind that." "MRS. PATERSON:" "There aren't so many people your own age around here." "SYLVIE:" "It's true." "MRS. JARDINE:" "But you and Ruthie are together a lot." "SYLVIE:" "Oh, yes." "All the time now." "She's like another sister to me." "She's her mother all over again." "Do you hear anything from their father?" "No." "Or Mr. Fisher?" "Who?" "MRS. JARDINE:" "Your husband, dear." "Oh." "Do you know why we're asking all these questions?" "No." "Well... (CLEARING THROAT)" "Some of us feel that Ruthie, that a young girl, needs an orderly life." "MRS. PATERSON:" "She's had so much trouble and sorrow." "MRS. WALKER:" "So much." "MRS. JARDINE:" "Yes, she has." "It's the Lord's truth." "It's a pity." "Really, she's all right." "MRS. PATERSON:" "She looks so sad." "She is sad." "I mean, she should be sad." "I don't mean she "should be", but, I mean, who wouldn't be?" "That's how it is with family." "Like now, when I look at Ruthie," "I can see Helen, too." "And my father, you know." "I can't even remember what he was like when he was alive, and... ever since, it's..." "It's Papa here and Papa there, and dreams..." "I lost my girl sixteen years ago in June." "And her face is before me now." "Families should stay together." "But, Sylvie, you have to keep her off the freight trains." " What?" " Well, she shouldn't be riding around in freight cars." "SYLVIE:" "(LAUGHING) Oh, no!" "No, that was just that one time." "We were so tired, you know." "You see, we'd been out all night and that was the fastest way home." "MRS. JARDINE:" "Out where?" "On the lake." "MRS. PATERSON:" "In that little boat?" "Yeah." "It's a perfectly good boat." "It doesn't look like much, but it's all right." "Well, we won't keep you any longer, dear." "Do you collect newspapers, Sylvie?" "Yeah." "What d'you keep them for?" "Do you read them all?" "Yes, I do." "Erm..." "Or you can use 'em to light a fire." "Or roll them up to swat flies." "Or for insulation." "A lot of things." "Did you hear what they said?" "Well, what d'you think now?" "Well, we could fix it up around here." "Some of the stuff would go in the shed, I suppose." "(SIGHING)" "It might be an idea." "(CLATTERING)" "(CLANGING)" "(CUTLERY TINKLING)" "This is nice." "What a mess it was." "Honestly." "I was up the whole night." "Now, sit down and eat your breakfast." "You'll be late for school." "Shouldn't I stay home and help?" "No!" "No, Ruthie, you go to school." "Now, let's see." "Erm..." "I'll help you brush your hair out, and I'll iron your skirt." "They'll like that." "You've got to look nice, Ruthie." "Ruthie." "Just a sec." "There." "Now, stand up straight." "Good." "Ruthie." "Smile at people." "SHERIFF:" "There'll be a hearing, Mrs. Fisher." "That's about all we can say right now." "(DOOR CLOSING)" "Good evening." "Hello, Ruthie." "Excuse us grown folks." "We have to talk." "It would be a terrible thing to do." "Well..." "There'll be a hearing." "(SIGHING)" "D'you know what they wanna do?" "Yes." "I don't think they can." "Do you?" "No." "I don't know." "No, I don't think so, either." "It would be terrible." "They know that." "Just because we spent the night out on the lake." "Well, I'll just explain it to them." "Yeah." "Don't worry, Ruthie." "I'll explain it all to them." "RUTH:" "We burned papers and magazines until well after dark." "Again and again, Sylvie stepped out of the firelight, returning with armfuls of things to be burned." "We felt that the whole of Finger-bone was watching us, aware of everything we did." "Sylvie couldn't help acting to this unseen audience gathered somewhere beyond the firelight." "I don't know why we didn't do this months ago." "This isn't the sort of book you should be reading." "I don't even know how it got in the house." "It was a library book." "We'll buy some clothes." "We'll get you something in very good taste, like..." "Like, maybe, a suit?" "Well, you're gonna need it for church, anyway." " What?" " That's right." "And, let's see, erm..." "We'll set your hair." "When you fix yourself up, you make a very nice impression." "You really do, Ruthie." "Oh, and I'll order a chicken for Thanksgiving." "I was thinking maybe we could invite Lucille." "And Miss Royce, too." "Turkey." "Right." "We should go in now." " It's getting cold." " You're absolutely right." "You go on in and I'll just put some more dirt on the fire." "(TRAIN RATTLING IN DISTANCE)" "Ruthie?" "Ruthie, are you upstairs?" "Ruthie?" "Ruthie." "Come in!" "(SNIGGERING)" "(LAUGHING)" "(LAUGHING)" "Ruthie!" "Come in where it's warm." "I'll get you something good to eat." "Ruthie." "(WHISPERING) Ruthie!" " (CHUCKLING)" " Ruthie." "(LAUGHING)" "(LAUGHING)" "(WHISPERING) Ruthie!" "Mrs. Fisher?" "Mrs. Fisher?" "(KNOCKING ON DOOR)" "Mrs. Fisher?" "Mrs. Fisher?" "Oh, evening, Mrs. Fisher." "Evening." "Everything all right here?" "I seen all the lights." "Yeah, everything's all right." "The little girl is fine?" "Yeah, she's fine." "Sleepin'?" "Uh-huh." "With her light on?" "Oh." "Yeah, I guess so." "Don't usually see the place all lit up like this, this time of night." "Yeah, well..." "Could I see the little girl?" " Could you what?" " Could I see Ruthie?" "Er..." "No." " She's upstairs sleeping?" " That's right." "Well then, it can't hurt if I just peek in the door." "No, see, she's a very light sleeper, and it would wake her up." "I'll just go upstairs in my stockin' feet." "It won't be no bother, I promise you." "Where is she, Mrs. Fisher?" "She's round the house somewhere." "Well, then, I'll just step in, say "Good evening" to her." "No, she's not inside." "She's..." "She's outside." "Where?" "Oh, I think she's probably in the orchard." "I was just looking for her." "You can't find her?" "No, see..." "She won't let me." "It's, er..." "Well, it's like a game." "(FOOTSTEPS)" "Ruthie, would you like to come home to my house tonight?" "I got lots of room." "The missus sure would be glad for your company." "I'm just on my way down to Lewistone." "They got the Cranshaw boy." "He stole a car down there." "I'll be gone half the night." "I wanna stay here." " You're sure now?" " Yes." "Let's go inside." "What were you doing out in the cold, with no coat on, in the middle of the night, with school tomorrow?" "Come on with me to my house." "My wife is a heck of a cook, I can tell you that." " We got apple pie at our house." " No." "No, thank you." "No, thank you." "I don't have to tell you to get to bed now, do I?" "I'm gonna be keeping my eye on you." "I wanna see you in school tomorrow, y'hear?" "Well..." "Goodnight." "Goodnight." "I want you to be here tomorrow, now." "I wanna talk to you tomorrow." "Yes, sir." "(LAUGHING)" "That was worse than useless." "(SIGHING)" "Damn!" "(LAUGHING)" "(TRAIN HORN BLARING)" "RUTH:" "We had to leave." "We have to hurry." "Get the suitcases." "RUTH:" "I couldn't stay, and Sylvie wouldn't stay without me." "Now, truly, we were cast out to wander, and there was an end to housekeeping." "(TRAIN HORN BLARING)" "(WINDOW SHATTERING)" "Oh, no, look." "They'll find out right away we're not inside, come looking for us." "Come on." "(GLASS SHATTERING)" "(TRAIN RUMBLING BY)" "Oh..." "Oh..." "What a mess!" "We can hide in the woods." "They'll use dogs." "One thing we could do." "What?" "Cross the bridge." "Walk?" "The dogs wouldn't dare follow, and nobody'd believe them anyway." "Nobody's ever done that." "Crossed that bridge." "Not that anyone knows of." "Well..." "We gotta go, if we're goin'." "Are you buttoned up?" "Here." "You should have a hat." "It's not the worst thing, Ruthie, moving around." "You'll see." "You'll see!" "What if a train comes?" "There's no train till the morning." "Let's go." "Come on, Ruthie." "We'll catch the six-ten to Spokane." "And be in Portland by noon." "There are trains to everywhere from Portland." "Come on, Ruthie." "It's not so bad." "LUCILLE:" "She always does that." "She just wanders away." "SUBTITLES BY POWERHOUSE FILMS LTD"