Ain't Them Bodies Saints

Synopsis: The tale of an outlaw who escapes from prison and sets out across the Texas hills to reunite with his wife and the daughter he has never met.
Genre: Crime, Drama, Romance
Director(s): David Lowery
Production: IFC Films
  4 wins & 12 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.4
Metacritic:
74
Rotten Tomatoes:
79%
R
Year:
2013
96 min
£200,000
Website
1,055 Views


Ruth.

Hey, Ruth.

Where are you going?

Home.

Home's the other way.

Not mine.

Are you going back

to your mom's?

It's a 15-mile walk.

I know how far it is.

All right. Well, then,

I'll just walk with you.

You do whatever you want.

What I want to do is take you

back to our house.

Why did you tell Freddy you

were gonna strike out

on your own?

I don't think I said that, but

if I did, when I say, "on my

own," I mean you and me.

I always mean you and me.

Hey.

You gonna leave me?

No, I'm not gonna leave you.

Nobody's leaving any...

'cause I will leave you first.

It's not... Funny.

I'm not gonna leave you.

You're not gonna leave me.

Because if you do, I'll just

follow you.

I don't want to go to jail.

Not going to jail.

And that shack ain't a home.

Well, I'm working on it.

And I think I'm gonna have a baby.

We're gonna have a baby?

You're not mad? I'm not mad.

No, my mama will raise it.

# Can I steal a kiss?

Stop it. That tickles.

That's what you're supposed

to do, is sing songs.

Just talk.

Are you tired?

Bluebird, bluebird.

All right.

I'll be fine.

I'll be back in five minutes.

We've got a little bit of a

chase on our hands here...

I tell you, walking into

there, you feel like you're

meeting the devil.

All cars for backup.

I repeat, all cars, all cars...

any and all cars.

Sh*t. All right. Check, hon.

Ugh!

Ugh!

I'm hit! I shot someone.

I think I shot someone.

It's okay.

Oh, my God.

Hey. Hey.

I think I shot someone.

Oh, sh*t.

Give me the gun.

Give me the gun, Ruth.

What are you doing?

Listen to me.

We're gonna stand up and walk

out there.

No. Okay. I'm gonna go first.

You come after me.

That's how it's gonna be.

No. We can make it.

We can make it if we run.

We can't make it, Ruth.

Yeah, we can.

They're gonna shoot us.

If we stay in here,

they're gonna shoot us

right where we are.

No. Please.

I'm gonna do it.

I'm not gonna do it.

I'm not going to jail!

Shh. You got to tell them I

did everything.

Tell them that me and Freddy did

everything.

You got a gun in your hands

'cause I put it there.

You tell them you were scared

and I put it there.

I'm gonna be out in a blink, and

I'm gonna come back.

All you got to do is wait for me.

I promise I'll come get you.

Just wait for me, okay?

Just wait for me.

So, I lost my boy.

And that leaves you...

And Bob.

Only Bob don't got a choice.

I'm confused, Ruth.

I took you kids in...

raised you and Bob

like you were my own.

How do you go and

do a thing like this?

We were just doing

what you taught us to do.

Is that a boy or a girl?

Do you know yet?

I don't know.

So, what do you want to do,

Ruth?

I'm gonna wait for him.

Dear Ruth...

I dreamed about you again last night.

I guess I dream about you every

night... and most days, too.

I hold your face in my mind.

I put your voice together in my

head. I think about your hair

getting longer.

I think about your belly

getting bigger.

I hear people talk about regret,

but I haven't got any.

I don't think poorly on the

things I've done.

We did what we did, and that is

who we are.

They're gonna cross out this

sentence before you get to read it,

but I know you know what it

says.

Every day, I wake up thinking

today's the day I'm gonna see

you, and one of these days, it

will be so.

And until then, I'll keep

writing you.

I'll write you every day.

And someday you'll get a letter

from me, and you will look up,

and it'll be me who's handing it

to you.

And then we can forget about

words, and I'll touch your face

and I'll kiss you.

Bob Muldoon, are you awake?

Yeah. You got a baby girl.

And I'll take our baby girl

in my arms...

And we will ride off to somewhere...

somewhere far away.

Hey.

Write to me soon, any chance

you get.

Love, Bob.

Mommy. Mommy.

Mommy. Mommy.

Mornin'. Mommy.

How'd you sleep? Good.

You hungry? No.

What's up? Come here.

Let's go back to sleep.

Mommy! Look what I found!

What'd you find? Kitties!

Where did these come from?

I don't know.

How many are you?

You're just a tiny little thing.

Aren't you tiny?

Where's your mama at?

What are you crying for? Huh?

Maybe he wants me. What?

Maybe he wants me.

Maybe he does.

But you still have two more bites.

"And the little horse ran and"

ran, and foxes chased him, and

he could hear them barking.

And the wolves ran after him,

and he could hear them howling,

"but he knew they couldn't catch him. "

Bear.

Yeah, there's that baby bear.

Your daddy loves bears.

He used to wrestle with them.

He'd tackle them down.

He'd bop them on the nose.

Sylvie, put your shoes on.

Okay.

Hey. Morning, miss Guthrie.

I was hoping to catch you

before work.

Is something wrong?

I was hoping for a word.

How many cats you got? Four.

Yeah? What's this one's name?

Willow.

He looks like a Jimmy to me.

How'd you get those cats?

Get down. Found them out back.

Oh, thank you.

Mama was long gone, I guess.

Well, you need someone to

take a few of them off your

hands?

I can handle some kittens, at

least.

Like I said, uh...

They're setting to get ready to

call you down to the station,

and, uh, it's gonna be all over

the news later.

Thought best if you hear this

from a friend. Hear what?

Bob tried to escape five

times already.

Did you know that? No, sir.

Well, maybe six times is the charm.

The boys he broke free with got

caught trying to hop a train up

near bartlesville, heading north.

Maybe Bob's doing likewise.

Maybe he's already long gone.

Maybe. What do you think?

I don't know.

Anybody asking about him...

anybody at all? Nope.

What about those letters?

Everyone read them before

they even got sent.

They don't say anything.

You want to just bring them

in anyway?

I'll do whatever you want,

but he won't come back.

He's not coming back for me if

that's what you're thinking.

Ruth!

Did she tell you anything?

Did she tell you anything?

No, gene.

She didn't say a damn thing.

I'm surprised.

I thought she'd like you better

than me.

Let me have this one, huh?

Well, hell, pat.

You're the one he shot.

I'm gonna let you catch the son

of a b*tch.

Yep. Sorry I'm late.

She had to have a time-out.

She got in a fight with Miles.

Why did you get into a fight

with those boys?

They called me names.

You need to have a better

reason than that.

Come on. Upsy-Daisy. Oy.

Evening.

Hi. Hey, little girl.

Hi.

Don't you look pretty today?

You got a birthday coming up,

don't you?

Well, you got your birthday list

put together yet?

You better get on that.

Get your mama to help you.

I heard the news.

Anything you want to talk about?

Everyone thinks I got

something to tell them.

I don't have a goddamn thing.

They say they traced

him to Montana.

You think he's in Montana?

I can make some phone calls,

see what I can do about putting

an end to all this.

I could put an end to all

this right now all by myself.

All I'd have to do is...

Tell the truth.

# Hey, little blue Jay,

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