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Come on now.
Wait till you see this.
Who is he?
Know who he is?
Don't know why he ended up here.
Got no wallet.
Not a penny in his pocket.
His bus was comin'
from New York City.
He mighta gotten on anywhere
between there and here.
Poor fella. These are worker's hands.
Could be a farmer.
Is that a Chinaman, Dr. Gilbert?
Sure is, Zack.
What's your name, boy?
Ohta.
Don't even talk English.
Apparently not.
Hitler now appears
in full garb...
Thank you, Matilda.
Of a European revolutionary.
We've collected a full barrel of
warm woolens to send to England.
That Samille, she knits as fast as a
fiend, Gil. I don't know how she does it.
Anne, I am trying
to talk to you.
What is it
you want from me, Gilbert?
The fella just needs a place to rest
till he gets his strength back.
Mm-hmm. And you thought
my cottage would suit.
Anne, you've not used
the cottage in years,
since Scott passed.
No. No need for quiet.
With Scott gone,
the whole house is quiet.
I can write my garden column
wherever I want to.
He'll be up and about in a week.
Maybe two.
And then we'll send him
on his way.
And I'll be keepin' an eye
on him too, Mrs. Morrison.
Here.
The poor man.
O-oh...
Ohta.
Ohta?
Is that your name?
Oh, Sophie.
What's wrong?
Oh! What a horrible day.
Did you forget we planned to go
to a picture show in Brunswick?
Yes, forgive me, not today.
I got a Chinaman in my cottage
and Matilda just quit.
Why on earth?
Never mind.
It's all just a nuisance.
Well, I saw that oriental man in town.
He was very dark. And dirty too.
Sophie.
Sophie!
Sophie!
Oh, Anne!
What on earth happened?
Oh, why you so sad today, honey?
Mama sent my friend away.
Let me get
that hair out of your face.
Oh, Sophie. Poverty's
no reason to demean yourself.
Good morning, sweet John.
Are you ready
for some breakfast?
Thank you, Kendall.
It's so good.
It's special.
Here we are, sweetheart.
That's...
Good morning, Ruth.
Mornin', darling.
Good morning, son.
Mm.
Have a wonderful day.
Thank you, sweetheart. You too.
Have another bite. That's good.
Okay, one more.
Autumn is my favorite
season in the south.
It is the season of amaryllis and
our gardens are filled with them.
Red spider lilies,
Lycoris Radiata,
are most especially lovely
and abundant.
Yes? I really must put some
spider lilies in next spring.
Oh, when I divide mine this
year, you're welcome to some.
Why, thank you.
Anne, how is the Chinaman?
He seems to be coming along.
Well, as the missionary ladies society,
we feel some responsibility for him.
That's very kind,
but not necessary, Ruth.
W-well, you know, we've been
feedin' him a-all week,
so we'd like to see
how the patient's doin'.
Mr. Ohta really isn't well
enough for visitors, I'm afraid.
Is Ohta his name?
Yes, I believe it is.
It doesn't even sound
like a real name.
Well, I don't think that
he'd mind us just lookin' in.
We are the missionary
ladies society, Mr. oh-ay-ta.
It's Mr. Ohta, Ruth,
and he can hear you.
Well, I wanted to be sure that
he understands our language.
Oh, he understands.
He understands.
Well, we are deeply concerned
about your well-bein'.
Fattenin' up is all you need.
You'll be up and fit
for travel in no time.
Thank you.
Oh, he speaks English!
Okay. Thank you.
Bye-bye now. I'll bring some...
Feel better.
Well... good morning to you.
Huh.
This isn't where
I intended to plant them,
but they look very nice.
I'm glad you approve.
I wouldn't want you to overexert yourself.
You have been very ill.
I am feeling much better.
Thank you.
Why, your English is just fine.
And you... seem to understand
every word I say.
Yes.
I'm Mrs. Anne Morrison.
You landed yourself
in salty creek, south Carolina.
This is my house.
And... my garden.
Isabel Culpepper's
bringin' your dinner.
Baked ham and pecan pie.
It's bound to knock
your socks off.
The hydrangeas look
very nice over there.
I'm gettin' tired of all these
fussy flower beds. Yes.
Are you a gardener
by... by profession, Mr. Ohta?
- It is something I enjoy.
- Anne!
I know you're out here
on such a lovely day.
I brought my watercolors.
Sophie!
This is Mr. Ohta.
Mr. Ohta, I-I'd like to introduce
you to miss Sophie Willis.
How do you do, miss Willis?
Very well, thank you.
I hope your health
is improvin', Mr. Ohta.
I think you should rest now.
You've exhausted yourself.
Good day, Mrs. Morrison.
Miss Sophie.
Is there anything in particular
you'd like me to paint?
I'm writing my column
about Autumn.
The perfect time
to move your plants.
Well, this says that Shirley temple
is making a comeback at 12 years old.
A comeback?
You know, they say Clark gable
brushes his own hair on set.
Well, he's such a regular guy.
Isn't he?
I just love him. You know, I heard
that he lets the... the regular boys
come into his trailer
and watch the ball game.
Where were you headed
on that bus, Mr. Ohta?
And where were you comin' from?
I'd rather not say,
Mrs. Morrison.
I understand if that
makes you uncomfortable.
You're still not fit to go anywhere.
Just gettin' your strength back.
I just thought your... your family
must be very worried about ya.
Can I help you?
I'm Salome Whitmore.
I heard you're lookin' for a housekeeper.
Where'd you hear that?
Folks talk.
I'm a good worker.
And foreigners don't bother me.
Do you have any references,
Salome?
No, ma'am.
I just moved back here.
Hmm. I see.
I'll keep your house cleaner
than you ever seen it.
I'll work for you
the first week free,
see if you pleased with my work.
That won't be necessary.
I don't like being hovered over.
The house is a mess. My former
housekeeper left a week ago.
Got your work cut out for ya.
I'm used to folks bein' dirty.
Most of 'em's downright filthy
if you ask me.
Well, you show up 8:00 tomorrow.
Thank you, ma'am.
Sharp.
You gonna buy that newspaper?
No, sir.
Do you have any
late season plants?
For Mrs. Morrison.
Over there.
These are the most beautiful.
I do not garden, Mr. Ohta. I'm
just looking at the illustrations.
Mr. Ohta.
Uh, when you finish your lunch,
um, please come into the house.
Uh, my deceased...
Scott's things
are in that trunk.
Help yourself to some clothes.
Take whatever you need.
Thank you, miss Anne.
I can't bring myself
to throw them out, and, uh,
I hate to see things
go to waste.
Mr. Morrison loved poetry?
Oh, yes.
So do I.
You can read?
Forgive me. That was...
That was very rude.
Wordsworth was his favorite.
Here.
I'll leave you to it.
"Since the spirit of god
dwells in you,
anyone who does not have
the spirit of Christ
does not belong to him.
Christ is in you,
though the body is dead
because of sin,
the spirit is life
because of the righteousness."
Excuse me.
This was the only path I found.
Anne gave you Scott's paints.
Yes, and other things.
Excuse me.
I find this the most
beautiful spot to paint.
Hitler will get
a good fight from the Russians.
The Germans won't be stopped
unless America enters the war.
Someone's gotta stop 'em.
Well, let the Europeans
make-do without us this time.
But they're transporting
all the Jews out of the cities.
Oh, Anne,
that's just rumors. Unproven.
How's John?
I haven't seen him in some time.
He's at church, Anne.
Every Sunday, plain to see.
I'm just so glad you're
still able to take him out.
How's the Chinaman doin'?
Better, I hope.
Oh, yes.
He's making a fine recovery.
Well, I stopped by
to suggest that, uh, your...
May I help myself to a cookie?
Certainly.
Looks delicious.
Mmm, mmm.
Thank you.
I stopped by to suggest
that your new girl take the Chinaman
over to the African Methodist church.
Why can't he go to your church?
Oh, Anne!
Why not?
Well, do I have to spell it out?
He's not white.
Well, he's not negro either.
Well, he's yellow
and that's colored.
Good morning.
Morning.
I think you've forgotten
I'm here.
Not possible.
I must be goin'.
May I see?
You have an unusual style.
See you next Sunday?
Comrade
in Russian means "Kamerad,"
which is "surrender" in German.
These are believed to be
the Nazi battle plans
for the near east and Africa.
Sophie Willis is here.
To the north against Turkey, to
the south... Anne, what is it?
Those damn Nazis, they're...
they're slaughtering the Soviets.
Where the heavily
outnumbered British...
So sorry, Anne. I can't
believe it's happenin' again.
Oh, do sit down.
Would you like some tea?
- Do I have to sit?
- Well, no, you don't.
I think I have Autumn fever.
Autumn fever?
I never heard of that, but it
certainly agrees with you.
Oh, come see my garden.
It hadn't looked so beautiful
since Scott died.
Have you ever seen
hydrangeas looking more perfect?
Mm-mm.
Wherever he comes from, he was
raised with the best manners.
Anne, let's take in
the picture show in Brunswick
and then dinner
at the Belmont hotel.
I'm afraid I wouldn't be
very good company.
I'm just too preoccupied
with the war news.
Oh, dear Anne,
your mood hardly matters to me.
In their occupation of Nanking,
the Japs again outdid themselves
in barbarism.
The helpless populace was attacked by
the city walls and could not flee.
Japanese soldiers went berserk.
They raped and tortured.
They killed and butchered.
Again!
In one of the bloodiest
massacres of recorded history,
they murdered 40,000 men,
women, children.
No.
I've never been able to paint
the sky exactly as I like.
I avoid the sky when I paint.
It's impossible to capture.
I don't even know
your first name.
Grover.
Grover?
I am the first son
born in America.
So you have brothers
who were born in China?
Japan.
I was born in California.
Everyone thinks you're Chinese.
I don't mind.
Look! That clematis
you suggested arrived.
Here it is.
Very good.
Oh, I do hope it survives.
This is the one with the same
bloom time as this rose.
- Do we plant it next to the rose?
- A foot away.
It will attach itself to the
rose and climb to 20 feet.
The purple of the clematis
and this pink will be beautiful.
Sounds gorgeous.
Oh, my goodness!
Scott would love it!
Anne, you and Mr. Ohta make me
wish I had a garden of my own.
Well, you should have a garden.
Well, I can paint
just about any flower,
but I don't know a thing
about how to make them grow.
Well, we can't do anything till
we get your yard cleaned up.
May I help?
With your permission, miss Anne.
Of course.
Grover, did you ever
want to marry?
Yes, of course.
Why didn't you?
My father planned it
with a cousin in Japan,
but she couldn't
come to America.
Are you still waitin'?
No.
I had a sweetheart. Henry.
He died in the great war.
I'm sorry.
Mama didn't like him.
Grover.
Come here, please.
Delicious.
I've never had crab cakes.
Well, ours are the best
in the south.
I believe it.
I'm not much of a cook
except for recipes with crab.
Cracked crab,
crab gumbo over grits,
she-crab soup,
soft-shell crab
in the spring.
I hope to taste them all.
Why were you on that bus,
Grover?
Apples.
A sweet non sequitur.
The Ohtas grow vegetables
in California.
I wanted to be the first in the
west with an apple orchard.
I worked for years
with different stocks
to develop sweet apples
without the harsh winters.
It took years
to convince my father.
Finally, he invested
a lot of money.
I used all of mine.
I went to New York
to buy 1,000 trees.
I had one day in New York City.
I treated myself
to a fine dinner.
A Broadway show.
How wonderful.
What a night!
I stopped for a drink.
There was a drunk man
at the bar.
He bought me drinks.
So stupid.
They stole all my money.
Beat me up.
I don't know how
I got to the bus.
With ten dollars
stuffed in my pocket.
Do you like music?
Very much.
"Baby won't you
please come home."
One of my favorites.
Do you like to dance?
I don't know how.
Neither do I.
We interrupt this program to bring
you a special news bulletin.
The Japanese have attacked
Pearl harbor, Hawaii, by air,
president Roosevelt
has just announced.
The attack also was made on all
naval and military activities
on the principal island of Oahu.
Sophie! Sophie Beatrice!
We take you now to Washington.
I'm talkin' to you.
Ruth.
Why aren't you comin' to church?
You come down here
and invite me in.
Ruth, there's gonna
be a war. Pearl harbor.
What are you talkin' about?
What?
A Japanese attack upon Pearl
harbor naturally would mean war.
Such an attack would naturally
bring a counterattack.
The Navy base in Hawaii.
It was bombed.
Who... who would do that?
Japanese did it.
Oh, dear lord.
Oh, oh... dear.
H-how many dead?
How many wounded?
They haven't said.
Oh.
Oh!
Did... did you kiss
that foreigner?
Down by the river?
What? No.
Samille's maid said you did it.
No, I didn't.
I-i swear it.
Pull harder, queen Sally,
we're almost there.
Row faster,
queen Sally, row faster.
Sophie Willis!
You're too big to still
be playin' with them niggers.
Get over here!
Miss Ruth, stop!
Miss Ruth!
Disgraceful to this family.
Come, John!
I'm speakin' for Minna now.
You stay away from that Chinaman.
You hear me, girl?
Uh, the...
The Japanese, they...
They bombed Pearl harbor!
What? Was a despicable
sneak attack.
We'll surely go to war now.
People will think you're
one of them evil Japs.
They won't understand that the
Chinese are different. I'm American.
Well, of course, you are, but
this is a small town, Mr. Ohta.
You stay close to home,
you understand?
You understand me?
Yes, ma'am.
Yesterday, December 7, 1941...
A date which
will live in infamy...
What's your name?
United States of America
was suddenly
and deliberately attacked
by naval and air forces
of the empire of Japan.
The attack yesterday
on the Hawaiian islands
has caused severe damage.
I regret to tell you that very
many American lives had been lost.
Japan has therefore undertaken
a surprise offensive
extending throughout
the pacific area.
Since the unprovoked
and dastardly attack by Japan,
a state of war
has existed
between the United States
and the Japanese empire.
Ohta!
Ohta! Ohta.
Hey, buddy, you need a ride?
No, thank you.
Where you headed?
I prefer to walk, thank you.
All right, have it your way.
You miss Morrison's boy,
ain't ya?
- Her gardener, yes.
- Her gardener.
He's a fucking Jap.
They sure made a mess of things.
Well, whoever did this
must have kidnapped Mr. Ohta.
No disrespect, ma'am,
but you don't know that.
My house has been vandalized.
My gardener's missing.
I'm sorry about your garden, Mrs. Morrison.
I know what pride you take in it.
And Mr. Ohta?
Till we see evidence
of wrongdoin',
it's a free country, ma'am.
Who's out here? Oh, no!
Oh, my. No!
No!
Ohta! Ohta!
Oh!
Shh.
Shh.
Mr. Ohta. Mr. Ohta.
Mr. Ohta, you're okay.
You're safe. You're safe.
Oh, you took quite a beating.
But I-i stitched you up.
The wound's not too deep.
When Scott was off fightin'
in the great war,
I couldn't stand
bein' home by myself.
So... I finally
told my mother
to go jump in a lake,
and I joined army nurses corps.
I never made it
to the front lines, but...
I got stationed
in a hospital in Texas.
I'm sorry.
Sorry?
Sorry for what, Mr. Ohta?
I'm Japanese.
You lied to me?
You lied?
You're the enemy.
American.
Like you.
I'm a member of the DAR!
A daughter of
the American revolution!
Not some traitor.
I'm American!
Thank you, Salome.
Thank you.
When I'm done, I'll clean up that
mess of blood you got in the foyer.
He's in the study, sleeping.
Folks spread filth
wherever they go.
I got no stomach for it.
I'm going into Brunswick
to go shopping.
"And the lord said,
'sit thou at my right hand
until I make
thine enemies thy footstool.'"
why, good day, miss Sophie.
Not a good day
to be out on the water.
Miss Ruth.
Hello, John.
I'm used to crabbin'
in all weather.
Seems that the rain soaked everything
in salty creek except my begonias.
Bye now. Bye, John.
Bye bye.
"And it pleased god..."
Miss Sophie is here.
Give him another teaspoon of
laudanum in case he wakes up.
Oh, dear Anne.
Oh. Imagine a bunch of hooligans
havin' the nerve
to destroy
and deface my property.
If sheriff Cooper doesn't find
out who did it, I will, by god.
Even if I have to go
door to door.
Mr. Ohta will help you fix it. Your
garden will be lovely again in no time.
Well, he's gone.
What?
Tea?
I just made some, uh,
lemon walnut bread.
It's fresh out the oven.
I'll get some.
After what they did to the garden,
he knew it was time to move on.
I dropped him at the bus depot
in Brunswick before dawn.
He is on his way home to Canada now.
Canada?
That's where his family is.
- Oh, I thought it was California.
- Where'd you hear that?
I don't know. I thought I heard
him mention it. I must be wrong.
Miss Sophie brought you
some nice fresh-caught crab.
Well, thank you, dear. I'll dig out
my crab cake recipe for Salome.
Recipe?
So sorry
about your garden, Anne.
Forgive me, Sophie,
but I... hadn't rested well.
Oh, of course.
I do appreciate you.
Sophie.
Spread the word. He's gone.
Please, wait.
We have to hurry.
Hold that.
Okay.
Easy.
Okay, here.
Put your hand on here.
Okay. Careful.
I told you it was gonna be fun.
Well, there's Anne.
Anne? Anne!
This is poppa's
old fishing cabin.
As you can see...
It hadn't been used in years.
Tried to tidy up a bit.
Forgive me for causing
so much trouble.
As soon as I can, I will leave.
No use tryin'
till your wound's healed.
I'll come once a week
and bring new supplies.
Thank you, miss Anne.
Thank you for my garden.
I would fix it, if I could.
Gardens are never finished,
Mr. Ohta.
You know that.
From season to season,
they're meant to change.
Wait.
Please, mail this for me.
Mornin', miss Anne.
Here, let me help you with that.
Guess it's just you and me,
Salome.
Mr. Ohta's gone.
Gone? Where?
I gave truth to my lie.
Um, I took him to Brunswick and put
him on a bus home... To Canada.
That man wasn't fit to travel.
He couldn't stay here, could he?
Well, what in god's name is ocher skin?
Somebody tell me that.
Well, she was just kissin' him.
But it was who she was kissin'.
Ladies, f-forgive my tardiness.
You better be glad
your Chinaman's gone,
'cause otherwise somebody
would be callin' him a Jap.
- No question if you go by this.
- What are you talkin' about?
Look.
That's despicable.
Do you know where he's gone?
- Canada. -Canada? I thought
he lived in California.
- Who told you that? -Well, I heard that
he sent a letter home to California.
Yes, well,
his family is in Canada.
And you sound sorry
that he's gone.
Damn right, Ruth JEFFERS!
I-I mean, he's the best gardener
I ever met. Even better'n Scott.
Well, gardenin'
isn't his only interest.
Our little Sophie.
What on earth
are you talkin' about?
Sophie hasn't been to church
in two months.
Yeah, did you know that? Was she supposed
to be down by the river painting?
Well, there was a little more to it
than that. Our Sophie has gone wild.
Crazy to take up
with a yellow man.
I would say for certain
that he is a Jap.
What on earth does all this
have to do with Sophie Willis?
Anne, she's done it before.
Sophie... been friendly
with coloreds.
You stop talkin' trash
about that girl!
That girl?
That girl is a grown woman!
Oh!
Oh. Oh, god.
Oh, no. Oh, no.
No!
Oh!
Your ankle's broke.
Doctor says you gon' be
laid up for some time.
Where's Dr. Gilbert,
the quack?
He's gone. You been out a
long time with that morphine.
I need some water.
Water, please.
Doctor said you gon' need
someone to stay with you
for at least a month or two
till that ankle heals.
Oh, I won't have it.
I told him I'd stay.
Don't you have family
expecting you for Christmas?
No, ma'am.
Doctor said a woman your age,
you're lucky
you didn't break somethin' else.
Just get away from me.
Let me rest.
I need rest.
They're singing for you,
miss Anne.
Yes.
Want me help you to the window?
No, thank you.
It's more than I can bear.
Evenin', miss Sophie.
Did I not hear you knock?
It's amazing this place
hasn't fallen down around you.
What is it, sheriff Cooper?
Your mama didn't teach you
much about housekeepin'.
No, she had greater
aspirations for me.
Miss Anne says that...
Yellow Jap bastard
went home to wherever.
But ain't nobody seen him leave.
Well, I certainly did not.
Find that hard to believe
since you two were so... close.
I've wondered the same thing
myself, sheriff.
It occurs to me...
Maybe he's hidin'
in plain sight.
Well, please,
search anywhere you'd like.
Thank you, ma'am.
I intend to.
Did that Jap
sleep there with ya?
Of course not.
Oh!
No, no, no, no!
No, no!
Pretty strong for an old biddy.
I guess he's not here, is he?
Good night, miss Sophie.
Oh, Salome! How's Anne?
I been worried sick.
She'll mend.
She wanted to make sure
you had a nice Christmas dinner.
Oh, my goodness.
There's enough food
in here for a week.
- Anne, look what you've done.
- -Mm.
I'm so glad you sent for me. You
still have lilies in your garden?
They're a little brown and withered,
but I thought you might enjoy 'em.
I'll put 'em in the vase.
The blue vase.
And, Salome,
please close the door.
Forgive me, Sophie, but you
look more tired than I do.
I haven't been sleepin' well.
Oh, don't pay any attention
to Ruth JEFFERS.
Ruth?
I thought you knew.
About you and Mr. Ohta.
Have you been paintin' together
by the river on Sunday mornin's?
We did paint together,
but it was purely innocent.
People always think the worst.
I'm a grown woman, Anne.
Of course you are.
And you're a lady.
She's a filthy-minded...
Get off of me!
Get off of me!
How dare you disobey your mother?
Stop, mama! Stop!
How dare you!
Mama, stop!
Layin'... layin'
with that nigga!
She's a good girl!
She's my best friend! Stop!
Come back here!
You come back here!
You! How dare you
show up here?
You never come near her again!
You hear me?
Forgive me, Anne.
Never mind, Sophie.
The war's got us all on edge.
Sophie, I need your help.
Anything, Anne.
It's Mr. Ohta.
He didn't leave.
Where is he?
He's... he's hidin'
in poppa's old fishin' cabin.
He has suffered so much,
heavenly father.
I'm asking this...
Who on earth?
Oh!
Yes, John? It's okay.
It's okay, honey.
Grover?
Grover?
Sophie.
Where is miss Anne?
She fell and broke her ankle.
Salome is taking care of her.
She'll be all right.
I've brought you more supplies.
Thank you.
My boots.
You're lookin'
much better, Anne.
Oh, that's very kind, Ruth.
I know how much you like
my potato salad,
so I made enough
to stuff you to the gills.
If I end up a bigger lump o' lard
at the end of this adventure,
I will blame you,
Samille Gilbert.
Well, Isabel made you a pecan pie.
I know that's your favorite.
Oh, whatever would I do
without such friends?
It's important to remember... We can
rely on each other in times of need.
Good mornin', Anne.
How are you today?
Thank you for comin', Sophie.
I brought you
some black-eyed peas.
Miss Ruth. Miss Samille.
I see you've joined
the others in...
conspiring to fatten me
up for the slaughter.
You're lookin' rested
today, Sophie.
The lord's forgiveness beautifies
the body and the soul.
Yes, it does, miss Ruth.
Well, Samille,
it's time for us to go.
Poor Betsy Larkin,
she is down with a fever.
We promised her a visit
today also.
Would you like
to join us, Sophie?
I'm goin' keep Sophie
to myself for a while.
Did you bring the cards?
Anne has challenged me
to a gin rummy tournament.
Well, you know
what I think about cards.
I do indeed, Ruth.
Oh, is he all right?
Yes. He's fine.
Well, he's fine.
Sophie.
Hmm?
I have to find a way to leave.
No.
No, you can't leave.
I don't want anything
to happen to you or miss Anne.
That was Sophie.
And she is up to something.
And I'm gonna see what it is.
Kendall's gonna be here with you,
darlin', and take care of ya.
I'll be right back.
Who's usin' your poppa's old
fishin' cabin down by the river?
- Who let her in?
- She just barged in.
- What? -What are you
talkin' 'bout, Ruth?
Crab shells.
Biscuits.
And sheets on the bed.
And the strangest paintin'
I have ever seen.
Did you see anyone?
It's a picture of Sophie.
And some giant egret.
I've seen her. I've seen
her walkin' past my house
in the middle of the night.
And comin' back at dawn.
So don't you lie to me.
I told Sophie she could use
poppa's cabin.
- You know about it?
- 'Course I know.
You tell that uppity girl
to leave.
I told Sophie she could use poppa's
cabin whenever she wanted to.
For what?
Painting! What do you think?
Are you hidin'
that Jap down there?
Did you see him? No! Ruth, we have
known each other a long time,
and I'm tellin' you to stop
this gossip about Sophie.
And this cock-and-bull story that
you have cooked up about Mr. Ohta.
Well, Minna was my best friend.
And I-i owe it to her
to protect her child.
Even from her own wicked ways.
Whatever you made up in your dirty
little mind, you will stop right now.
Sophie is an honorable woman,
and Mr. Ohta is gone.
You are not to go
to poppa's cabin again.
A-are you threatenin' me,
Anne Morrison?
Ruth, you remember,
I know all about your daddy.
No laughin' out loud on Sundays.
No dancin', no card playin'.
My daddy
was a-a man o' god.
Except when he went down to my poppa's
cabin with a stash o' liquor,
sometimes for days on end.
Oh, and he liked to bring colored
women with him too, didn't he?
Didn't he?
Jesus said,
"it's not the healthy that
need the doctor, but the sick.
I have not come to
call the righteous,
but the sinners." Luke.
My poppa pitied your daddy.
And, Ruth, I'm tellin' you,
I will print it on the front
page of the Brunswick chronicle.
Salome.
Uh, come here.
Please take this
to Sophie right now.
It's very important.
The doctor told me
to take care o' you.
And that's exactly
what I'm gonna do.
So why don't you just tell me
what the hell is goin' on?
Salome, what are you doin' here?
Is... is Anne all right?
Yeah, she's fine, miss Sophie.
She's fine.
Well...
My queen Sally.
How could I not know you?
Well, life has worn some
unexpected lines into my face.
I never knew
your name was Salome.
Queen Sally took me a ways, but
it got hard to keep her goin'.
Salome is what's left.
Where did you go?
I traveled around some.
All over the south.
I was a singer with a big band.
Almost made it
to Hollywood once.
And did you have a daughter?
My girl was
to be named Emmeline.
And yours would be Katherine.
Uh-huh. Katherine Sophie.
Oh.
She died... when she was three.
Whoopin' cough.
I'm so sorry, Salome.
I'm so sorry.
Yeah, well...
Oh, almost everyone is gone now.
My goodness, my goodness, you...
Sophie, you are
in a whole lotta trouble.
Why?
That darn Ruth JEFFERS.
She know all about you goin' down
to miss Anne's fishin' cabin.
Does she know why?
No, she don't know nothin'.
Miss Anne made sure o' that.
Do you know?
Yeah.
And now that I seen your face,
I know a whole lot more'n
miss Anne knows.
He's leavin', so just leave him.
I don't want him to be hurt.
You just gon' let him go?
"There is in the channel,
or a few inches more,
as was often the case
in the old times,
one must be painfully
circumspect in his polity.
We..."
"we used to have to sound..."
Mister! Hey, mister!
It's okay.
Salome Whitmore sent me.
You all right?
Yeah.
Anne!
I knew it! I knew it!
Sophie.
I'm coming with you.
You can't. It's dangerous.
Well, you can't leave
without me.
Mr. Ohta, this here
is a bill o' sale for the car.
Miss Anne sent you some money.
Take it now.
Thank you so much, miss Salome.
Please, tell miss Anne.
I love you, queen Sally.
No, no, no, no, no.
You get outta that car!
What are you doin'? You crazy!
Ow!
Ah!
They're gone.
They're gone!
- What you doin' down here?
- Don't you scold me.
What happened?
They made it.
Who?
Mr. Ohta...
And Sophie.
Oh!
You're hurt.
Now you come inside.
I'll make us a cup o' tea.