Dogville Page #3

and not merely a passing raccoon or fox.

as if the dog were standing face to face

with a force to be taken seriously.

Hey, Lady!

I wouldn't go up there if I were you.

I know the mountain well,

I doubt if I'd get away with my life.

It's a very nasty drop.

Is there another way?

Yeah.

Where?

Back down the way you came from.

Back down to Georgetown.

Why do you need to get out of the mountain?

Did you have anything to do

with those gunshots?

Help me, help me please.

You can hide in the mine,

in there!

Hey, where's this road headed to?

No where. It's a dead end.

If you want to pass, turn around,

go back by way of Georgetown.

This place... uh..

it's called Dogville.

Dogville? Well it figures,

it's a stupid name if I ever heard one.

Hey, we're looking for somebody...

Oh, really, who might that be?

My boss wants to talk to ya.

- Young man.

- Yes, sir.

I'm looking for a girl. She may have made

her way to your town in her confusion.

I don't want any harm to come to her.

You see, she's very precious to me.

Well sir, uh..

nobody's been through Dogville recently.

Moses would have barked.

He's very suspicious of strangers.

Ah ha.. That's very wise Moses.

Please take my card and if perhaps..

uh.. you see a stranger,

give me a call.

I am in a position to offer

a considerable reward.

Yes sir. Thank you.

uh.. say was it you that fired those shots?

Well they're gone.

You want to come out now?

You want a cup of coffee

before you go mountain-climbing?

That would be nice.

[Narrator] The beautiful fugitive's name was Grace.

She hadn't chosen Dogville from a map

or sought out the township for a visit,

yet Tom felt right away that she belonged.

Shall I take the bone?

[Narrator] She could have kept

her vulnerability to herself,

but she had elected to give herself up

to him at random.

As.. yes.. a gift.

"Generous, very generous",

thought Tom.

You want to eat?

You must be hungry?

I can't.

I don't deserve that bread!

I stole that bone.

I haven't stolen anything before.

So now, now I have to punish myself.

I was raised to be arrogant,

so I had to teach myself these things.

Well, it may be best for your education...

Grace, in this town in these times...

it is very impolite not to eat

what's set before you.

I'm so sorry.

Who were the men in the car?

Why would they want to hurt you?

The man in the back of the car,

he's the boss. I saw his face.

He gave me his telephone number,

told me to call if I saw you.

I'm sure he'd offered you a big reward

if you told him where I was.

Yeah.

Where's your family?

I don't have a family.

All I had was a father...

but those gangsters took him away from me.

What if I said you could stay here?

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