Little Big Man Page #3

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Welcome to your new home.

Your travail is over,

enfolded now as you are

in Christian love.

Well, boy,

are you unable to converse?

Huh?

No, I'm glad to meet

your daughter, sir.

You are addressing my wife, boy.

Poor boy.

Poor darling.

Think of the years

of suffering,

deprivation and hardship

among those awful savages.

The boy's deprivation, my dear,

has been more spiritual

than physical.

The Indians know nothing of God

and moral right.

They eat human flesh,

fornicate,

adulterize,

misogynize and

commune constantly

with minions of the devil.

It must be our task,

nay, our Christian duty,

to beat the misery out...

Beat the poor boy?

Not while there's

a breath left in my body.

I could have kissed her.

Well, I didn't mean

beat him literally, my dear.

I meant to beat him

symbolically.

Poor boy.

He hasn't even had

a proper bath.

His darling neck is so...

I detect the odor of food.

I shall wash this poor,

dirty boy.

It's suppertime!

Silas,

it is my Christian duty

to give this boy an immediate

thorough bath.

Take off your clothes, dear.

Take my clothes off?

Yes.

All of them?

E- Every stitch.

But I shall avert my eyes

at the necessary moment.

Bringing in

The sheaves

Bringing in the sheaves

We shall come rejoicing

Bringing in the sheaves.

Greatest bath

I ever had in my life.

Shall we gather at the river,

The beautiful,

the beautiful river?

You do realize,

don't you, dear Jack,

that the Reverend Pendrake

is not altogether wrong.

What?

What, ma'am?

Well, Jesus is your savior.

You do realize that,

don't you dear Jack?

Oh, Lordy, yes, Mrs. Pendrake.

Are you thinking of Jesus, Jack?

Yes'm. Yes, ma'am.

Yes, ma'am.

But you musn't fib to me,

you know.

Oh, no, I love Jesus and Moses

and all of them...

There's quite a difference.

Moses was a Hebrew,

but Jesus was a gentile,

like you and me.

Aren't you done

washing that boy yet?

I'm giving the child important

religious instruction, Silas.

I want to eat!

Looks like a pretty well-growed

child, if you ask me.

All right now, dear,

please stand up

and let me dry you off.

I shall avert my eyes,

of course.

Fine... now step

out of the tub...

and...

Actually, you are

rather well grown, Jack.

You're small but...

nice-looking.

Did you know that?

No, ma'am.

Well, you are.

All the more reason

for you to receive

complete religious

instruction.

The girls, I'm sure,

will all be after you.

And Jack...

Ma'am?

That way lies madness.

What way, ma'am?

You, you'll understand these

things better when you're older.

The point is, my dear boy

that we all

must resist temptation.

Purity is its own reward.

Dear Jack.

Welcome to your new home.

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