Beyond the Forest

Synopsis: Rosa Moline is bored with life in a small town. She loves Chicago industrialist Neil Latimer who has a hunting lodge nearby. Rosa squeezes her husband's patients to pay their bills so she can visit Chicago; her husband's patience is also tried: he tells her to go and never come back. Once there, Neil tells her he doesn't want her. Back home and pregnant, Neil shows up and now wants her. The caretaker at Neil's lodge threatens to reveal her pregnancy...
Director(s): King Vidor
Production: Warner Bros.
97 min

This is the main street of the

town of Loyalton in Wisconsin.

It looks like Sunday, doesn't it?

Everything empty,

the street deserted...

But it can't be Sunday,

not with the saw mill running.

The sawmill is the pulse and

heartbeat of the town of Loyalton.

The people wake to the

scream of the whistle...

Go to work by it, eat lunch by it,

and start home by it.

And at night if their bedrooms

face the mill,

they have to sleep

with the shades down

to close out the hot flow

of the sawdust that

comes from the incinerator

lighting the sky...

Burning its way through closed

eyelids, through sleep itself.

Even the picture theater's closed.

Today they have a drama being

enacted in their own town.

Yes, everything's empty.

That is, most everything.

There's a horse tied here to

Sven Godford's blacksmith shop,

but horses don't mind waiting...

If people do.

And in the second story of the bank

building is the doctor's office,

the only doctor in Loyalton.

But his door's locked.

And even if it were open,

there'd be no patients.

Not today.

And here's the train that

passes through twice a day,

to and from Chicago.

And each day Rosa used to

walk down to the station,

moving easily, freely, every man's

admiring eye upon her.

Rosa Moline.

She'd stand looking at the train,

which seemed to say to her:

"Come, Rosa...come away

before it's too late...


And at the very end of the street,

as far away from the

town as she can get,

is her house, the finest

house in Loyalton.

If you knew Rosa, you'd know

she'd have the best house in town,

and as far away from the screech

of the saw mill as she could get.

She has a maid, too.

Only an Indian girl,

but that's more than any

of the other women have.

There she is now, coming

out the back door.

If Rosa were home,

Jenny'd be in uniform.

But Rosa isn't home.

Rosa's in the courthouse

facing a coroner's inquest.

A man has been killed

by Rosa Moline.

Even the kids of the town

don't want to miss anything.

They all know Rosa.

By sight anyway.

Now they're hoping to

hear spoken aloud

what was only whispered before.

Housework has been left undone,

dishes still in the sink.

Children unwashed and men unfed.

The women of the town,

friendly and unfriendly,

are all here, all wondering if

at last they're going to learn

the secret of Rose's life.

What made her different

from the rest of them?

And the men on the jury,

they wonder too.

The coroner is solemnly addressing

them with these words:

"You do solemnly swear

that you will

"diligently inquire on

behalf of this state

"when and in what manner

and by what means

"the person who is now

dead came to his death.

"That you will return a

true inquest theron,

"according to your knowledge

and such evidence

"as shall be laid before you".

Why should I kill him?

Someone tell me that!

Why should I want to?

It was an accident!


Well, what led up to it

happened five months ago...

That one is too small, Lewis!

Throw him back!

Guess he is at that.

Down, boy fishy!

Get the going while

the going's good.

While you've still got the

pep to get somewhere.

I wish they put this

air up in bottles!

The trouble with you Lou is you

don't get up here often enough!

He doesn't do anything enough!

Except work!

You better ease up.

A sick doctor isn't much good.

I'm as strong as a horse!

Horses get sick.

I oughta first

patient was a horse!

What'd he pay you with...Oats?

Well...we'd better push off if

we're gonna get to

my cabin by sundown.

Yes, let's get moving.

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