You know, I've been in a real bad mood lately. Shame, ain't it? You know what you can do to brighten my mood?
Get the hell out of here. I don't mean just this whole town, I mean the whole goddamned state. I don't wanna see you, I don't wanna hear you, and I don't wanna smell you. Now leave.
Now, I like to-- Are you my friend?
Oh, cause I thought maybe you were my friend, because I like to plan my comings and goings with friends. But if you're not my friend and you're planning my comings and goings, I'd call that presumptuous. In fact, I'd call it downright rude.
[lying on her bed in a shirt and underwear]
This isn't... gonna work, you know.
What isn't going to work?
Locking us in, hiding us from the world.
Oh, don't be so dramatic, Danny.
Making me stay outta school...
Well, you're going back to school tomorrow. And put some clothes on, you're not a little kid anymore.
Yeah, and why am I going back to school tomorrow? What are you gonna do?
That's none of your concern, Danny.
Dad... he didn't force himself on me, you know. I know you'd like to think that he did. But I think he was... I think he was just trying to make a connection with me, y'know?
[Alarmed, Sam marches into the room and joins her on the bed]
Now, Danny, I want you to listen to me, all right? [pointing in her face as she tries to look away] No. You understand? No. There will never be any connection between you and Max Cady. You understand that?
[Danielle brushes her hair aside awkwardly]
Did he touch you?
[laughing slightly]
What?
What are you laughing about? Why are you smiling? I'm asking you a question - did he touch you?
[Danielle smiles, and Sam suddenly grabs her by the face in anger]
Danny, wipe that smile off your face! I'm asking you, did he touch you?! [shaking her] C'mon! [realizing that he has scared her] Oh, n-no, wait, Danny, I'm sorry.
[trying to comfort her]
No, I'm sorry. Wait, honey, I'm sorry--
[pushing him away]
GET OUT OF HERE! GET OUT OF HERE!
Well, at the very least, we nail him for the dog. Now what happened? You let the dog out, Cady abducted him?
No, no, uh... we didn't let the dog out.
Cady came into your house? Now that's illegal entry with intent--
Yeah, but he, uh, he didn't come into the house. Now look, I'm not a cop, I don't know exactly how he did it, I just know that he did it, somehow.
That's not good enough, Mr. Bowden. Now you're a lawyer, you damn well know that.
[holding Sam at gunpoint]
The people call Samuel J. Bowden! Do you swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God?!
Cady, somebody's got to man the boat. We're heading into unprotected water!
[pointing her the gun]
You sit, Danielle! Don't you make light of your civic duty, darling! You're the jury!
All right, all right, okay! I swear to tell the truth. What do you wanna know?
Was a prior sexual history ever prepared in connection with my defence? Was a prior sexual history ever prepared in connection with my defence?!
It's... [Cady hits him in the face and Danielle is screaming]
[looking in the camera behind him]
I'm sorry, Your Honor. I agree. That was argumentative. [addressing again to Sam] An investigator did prepare a prior sexual history on the alleged victim, true? [looking again behind him] I can ask leading questions, Your Honor, he is a hostile witness! [to Sam] And would you care to tell the court what the gist was of this report?
Cady, it was fourteen years ago. I can't remember that-- [Cady hits him again]
LB Leigh Bowden
[screams]
How can he answer when you're hitting him like that?!
[to the camera behind him]
Because he's perjurin' himself, Your Honor! He knows damn well exactly what it said! [turns to Sam] Don't you?!
It said that she was promiscuous. It said that she had three different lovers in one month--
At least three! At least three! And did you show this report to the D. A.?!
No, huh?! I only discovered it after I petitioned to represent myself, six years into my sentence! But there it was in the court file! But back in '77, you buried it, Counselor! Would you care to tell the jury why?! Would you care to tell the court why?!
[looking at Leigh and Danielle]
Because I know he brutally raped her and he beat her--
TALK TO ME! I'M STANDIN' HERE! [hits Sam again]
Just because she was promiscuous didn't give you the right to rape her! You bragged to me that you beat two prior aggravated rapes! You were a menace!
[screaming]
YOU WERE MY LAWYER! YOU WERE MY LAWYER! That report could've saved me FOURTEEN YEARS!
[begrudgingly]
You're probably right.
[disgusted]
YOU SELF-RIGHTEOUS ****! I'm Virgil, Counselor, and I'm guidin' you through the gates of Hell! We are now in the Ninth Circle, the Circle of Traitors! Traitors to country! Traitors to fellow man! Traitors to God! You, sir, are charged with betrayin' the principles of all three! Can you please quote to me the American Bar Association's Rules of Professional Conduct, Canon Seven?!
[saddened]
"A lawyer should represent his client..."
"Should ZEALOUSLY represent his client within the bounds of the law"! And I find you guilty, Counselor! Guilty of betrayin' your fellow man! Guilty of betrayin' your country! Guilty of abrogatin' your oath! Guilty of judgin' me and sellin' me out! And with the power vested in me by the kingdom of God, I sentence you to the Ninth Circle of Hell! Now you will learn about loss! Loss of freedom! Loss of humanity! Now you and I will truly be the same, Counselor!
[smiling, after grabbing the keys from the car]
Free as a bird, apparently. You go wherever you want with whomever. That much freedom could maybe get a fella into trouble, what do you think?
Could it be you don't remember me?
Oh yeah, sure, I remember you. You were at the movie house the other night.
Oh, I'm disappointed. I'm hurt.
Max Cady. You look the same. Maybe 15 pounds heavier. But they say the average man gains a pound a year till he's about--
[Sam interrupts by knocking one of Cady's hands off the car, but fails to shake him]
Oh, come on...
[continuing]
Gains a pound a year till he's about 60. Me? I dropped a pound every year in my sentence.
[remembering]
Atlanta, 1977.
You got it. July. [looks at keys] Fourteen years since I held a set of keys. [finally gives them back]
[trying to diffuse the tension]
You look good, healthy.
Thank you, 'cause it's a struggle to stay healthy in the joint. But you wouldn't know 'bout that, would ya? If you were me, they'd stick you with the white trash. They don't strike a lick of work all day. In fact, [places his cigar in his mouth] this little ol' cigar is my only vice... 'cause I needed a vice in the joint, to remind me I was human.
Well, what brings you to New Essex?
Oh, the climate. Boy, the South. I'm thinkin' of settlin' right down here in New Essex, Counselor.
[apprehensively]
Have you been following me?
[shrugging]
It's a small town. Everywhere you turn, we're gonna run into each other.
[starting the car]
Take care, Mr. Cady.
[Sam starts to drive away] [coldly, dropping all pretense]
You're gonna learn about loss.
[stopping the car]
What?
[Cady leaves without another word]
How much do you want, Mr. Cady?
How much money do you want?
Money? Counselor, do I look destitute to you?
Well, I'm open to discussion within reasonable limits.
[pointedly]
A woman. Some fat, hairy, ugly hillbilly's wet dream.
[after a short silence, uncomfortably]
Look, I realize that you suffered in prison--
[dismissively]
"Suffered".
There's no question about that--
"Suffered". You don't know what suffering is, Counselor. Like it says in Galatians 3, "Have ye suffered so many things in vain?" Yeah, I learned from the get-go in the joint to get in touch with the soft, nurturin' side of myself, the feminine side.
So what happened, your wife let the dog out and Cady abducted him and...
No, my wife didn't let the dog out.
So he came into the house? Now that's illegal entry...
No, he didn't come into the house either. Now look, I'm not a cop, I don't know how he did it, all I know is that he DID it.
[smiling, after grabbing the keys from the car]
Free as a bird. You go wherever you want with whomever.
I'd like my keys back please.
Could it be you don't remember me?
I remember you. You were at the movies the other night.
I'm disappointed. I'm hurt.
Max Cady. You look the same. Maybe 15 pounds heavier. But they say the average man gains a pound a year till he's about... Come on. Gains a pound a year till he's about 60. Me? I dropped a pound every year in my sentence.
You got it. [looks at keys] Fourteen years since I held a set of keys.
I wanted to meet you, see what you're like. I see you're a nice person. That's all.
You're not gonna hurt me, are you?
No, I'm not gonna hurt you at all. There's no hurtin' here, Danielle. 'Tween us, there's no anger, nothin'. Just a search for truth. I mean, did you judge me, did you get angry at me when you caught me smokin' the grass? Hmm?
But your parents, they judged you. They got plenty angry at you, didn't they?
Mm-hmm. They punished you for their sins. What did they do?
They, uh... My dad... They just yelled a whole lot and, um... My mom cried... and my Dad said I couldn't drive the Cherokee.
I'd say they punished you for their sins, and you resent that, and you should resent it. But Professor 'Do-Right' has a little advice for you. You shouldn't damn 'em. Don't judge 'em. Just forgive 'em, for they know not what they do.
Well, um, why do you hate my father?
I don't hate him at all. Oh no, I pray for him. I'm here to help him. I mean, we all make mistakes, Danielle. You and I have. At least we try to admit it. Don't we?...But your daddy, he don't. Every man carries a circle of hell around his head like a halo. Your daddy too. Every man... Every man has to go through hell to reach his paradise. You know what paradise is?...Salvation. 'Cause your daddy's not happy. Your mommy's not happy. And, you know what? You're not happy. Are you? You know, I think I might have found a companion, a companion for that long walk to the light.
Because I knew he brutally beat and raped her!
Talk... TO ME! I'm Right HERE! [hits Sam in the face]
Just because she was promiscuous... didn't give YOU THE RIGHT TO RAPE HER! But YOU BRAGGED about how you beat TWO prior rapes... you were a menace!
[Screams]
YOU WERE MY LAWYER... you were my lawyer! That report could've saved me FOURTEEN YEARS!
[begrudgingly]
You're probably right.
[Disgusted]
YOU SELF-RIGHTEOUS ****! I'm Virgil and I'm guidin' you through the gates of Hell. We are now in the Ninth Circle, the Circle of Traitors. Traitors to country! Traitors to fellow man! Traitors to GOD! You, sir, are charged with betrayin' the principles of all three! Quote for me the American Bar Association's Rules of Professional Conduct, Canon Seven.
"A lawyer should represent his client... "
"Should ZEALOUSLY represent his client within the bounds of the law." I find you guilty, counselor! Guilty of betrayin' your fellow man! Guilty of betrayin' your country and abrogatin' your oath! Guilty of judgin' me and sellin' me out! With the power vested in me by the kingdom of God, I sentence you to the Ninth Circle of Hell! Now you will learn about loss! Loss of freedom! Loss of humanity! Now you and I will truly be the same...
