Jassy Page #5
- Year:
- 1947
- 100 min
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- Who's with me?
- All.
Where are you going first, Moderlaine?
Come on, man, we need you, say what
you like, another bad talker yourself.
- Are you all ready?
- Yes.
- What's all this?
- We'd like a few words with you, Mr Helmar
- I know you.
- I've worked for your house, Sir.
Go on with your work, I've
not got no time for you
I've got no time for any of you.
Get off my land in one minute,
I'll throw you off, all lot of you
Barney, you must take me to
Moderlaine please, Barney, please.
Jassy, what's the matter with you?
It's my father, I'll tell you on the way.
Jassy, be calm what's happening?
It's my father, Mum, he is
in danger, deadly danger.
- How do you know?
- I do know, I see him.
- See him?
- Don't do nothing, Barney, please.
- Jassy, stay here a moment.
- Where are you going?
I said get off my land.
Drunken swine is not good talking to him.
You are right we'll come back
another day, Mr Helmar.
When your are not so drunk, come on.
Look at him, your Lord and Master,
the man you sweat your gut out for.
For ten shillings a week.
If you don't get off my steps
I'll set the dogs on him.
Steady.
Oh, Negus.
- Jassy, what's the matter?
- What's happened?
Father.
Father
I'm ready Jassy.
It's too late now.
Jassy.
He's dead.
What do you mean?
They killed him.
were willing to come.
He run up the steps and cried out,
I didn't hear what he said.
The dogs left at him and the gun went off.
Don't, Jassy, you dreamt it all
I'm going to stay with you
until he comes home.
He's coming home now.
- When did it happen?
- Eight, just clock was struck.
Mum
I'm sorry Jassy, but I've made up my mind.
It's not my work, Mum.
No, it's not your work.
Then what is it, Mum?
I'd really rather not discuss it but
it's only fair you should know.
It's Mr Barney.
Does he want me to go?
No, but he's at an impressionable age
and you are an attractive girl
it isn't good he should
see so much of you.
You think he might fall in love with me.
You like him already don't you?
No not like I love him.
I shall never love anyone else.
You must see what an
impossible situation it is.
That's why you must go.
Will that make any difference?
Maybe not, would you be willing
to go as far off as Beldon?
I must go anywhere I can find work.
There is a Mistress Bell there who keeps
a finishing school for young ladies
I'll give you a letter to her.
Mrs Hatton speaks very well of you.
I see your father is dead
and your mother is a..
Gypsy.
Is your mother a gypsy?
Yes, Mum.
Honest, respectful, clean
show me your hand?
Nails?
Well, I'll give you a trial.
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