Inside 'The Village': A Movie Special Page #2

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(August) You know,

like a dog can smell you.

- Pardon me, Mr. Nicholson?

- Hmm.

You may run from sorrow, as we have.

Sorrow will find you.

It can smell you.

(rustling)

(breathing heavily)

(rustling continues)

(footsteps)

(growl)

(whimpering)

(howling)

Hurry.

I didn't know you could run so fast.

We're still for running and staying... Hey!

(Kitty) Noah ought to be punished. He

whacked little Joseph with a stick again.

(crowd groans)

- Ouch!

- (girl) No more hitting! Put it down!

Ow, ow, ow!

(girl #2) Why don't they grab it?

(distant shouting)

(woman) Noah Percy!

Stop your fussing right this moment.

(murmuring and laughing)

You're in trouble, you know.

- No hitting, no hitting.

- I'm to place you in the quiet room.

Um, I'll cry quarts.

- What if we strike a deal?

- Yeah, capital idea.

It would be prudent to keep our deal

a secret. Can you do that?

Can I keep a secret?

Like a church mouse.

You needn't go to the quiet room

if you a take an oath

to never strike any person again.

- No hitting, no hitting.

- No. No hitting.

- No hitting.

- No hitting.

No hitting.

The deal is struck.

(sighs)

We ought not return right away, huh?

What shall we do

with our stolen time?

- Hmm.

- Hmm.

- Hmm. Shall we have a foot race?

- Yes.

- Up the hill to the resting rock?

- No cheating.

What a deeply scandalous thing to say.

I insist you take that back.

Is that the school bell?

(shouting)

Ivy, you cheated!

I know! I'm sorry!

(giggling)

Whoo!

My sister cried a lot.

You wonder how I recognized you?

Some people - just a handful,

mind you - give off the tiniest color.

It's faint, like a haze.

It's the only thing

I ever see in the darkness.

Papa has it, too.

Do you wonder what your color is?

Well, that I won't tell you.

It's not ladylike to speak of such things.

You shouldn't even have asked.

(bird flying overhead)

You run like a boy.

Thank you.

I know why you denied my sister.

When I was younger...

...you used to hold my arm

when I walked.

Then suddenly, you stopped.

One day, I even tripped

in your presence, and nearly fell.

I was faking, of course,

but still, you did not hold me.

Sometimes we don't do

things we want to do

so that others won't know

we want to do them.

- What?

- (frog croaks)

(yelps and laughs)

What's this? Oh, berries.

What a splendid present.

(Lucius) Be cautious.

You are holding the bad color.

This color attracts Those We Don't

Speak Of. You must bury it.

You ought not to pick

that color berry any more.

He picked it from his pocket.

What's wrong?

Your breathing has changed.

(Lucius) I've never set eyes

on these before.

You did not pick that now.

Where did you find this?

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