Love Me Tender Page #5

I want you to be happy.

I never will be unless you are, Vance.

I can hear you lying awake at night.

I know what you're thinking about.

Me and Clint, side by side.

Why'd you tell him there was

never anything between us?

Did you want me to tell him the truth?

He already knows it. I told him myself

before we were married.

Why?

Because I don't like living with a lie.

He believed you when you said

you never loved me.

He'll believe anything you tell him

because he loves you

just as much as he loves me.

So if he's big enough to forget

what's past, then you can too.

Please, Vance. Please try for my sake.

CLINT:
Cathy?

What you doing?

- Is something wrong?

- No, Clint. Nothing. I was...

Cathy, you're crying.

What are you crying about?

I don't know, Clint.

I had a bad dream, I guess.

The war and everything.

Don't cry. We're all safe again.

There's nothing to worry about anymore.

I hope not.

But to have to lose you again so soon.

I knew this was gonna happen, son.

I could see the heartbreak growing in you.

I reckon what you're doing is right.

There's no other way, Ma.

I've tried to hide it, but I can't stay on.

Sooner or later Clint would see.

- He might guess now anyway.

- No, he won't.

I'll tell him I'm going out to California

just for a few months to look around.

He'll believe it.

And the rest of you'll never tell him.

When you planning to go?

Tomorrow.

No, Ma. The quicker the better.

Tomorrow we'll all be going out to

the raising of the new schoolhouse.

I'll tell Clint and Cathy there, and leave

before they can try and stop me.

They'll both be mighty upset, Vance.

Maybe so, but they won't make a scene

in front of all our friends.

I wouldn't be too sure of that.

Clint thinks the sun rises and sets in you.

I know, Ma.

That's just why I'm going.

What's wrong?

My, you girls look pretty today.

I'll have to keep an eye on both of you.

Go on, Clint.

CLINT:
Ray, tell the fellas to hurry it up.

We don't wanna miss any of the fun.

RAY:
All right.

Ninety, ninety-five, two.

How come you're only taking 200, Vance?

You all need it more than I do.

Give Ma the rest of my share

when you figure it's safe.

Tell her the truth how we got it

and that it's rightfully ours.

- It isn't fair, giving up everything.

- Come on, Vance, take more than $200.

You got a long way.

You gotta have a stake out West.

I'll get a job somewhere.

Don't worry about me.

Now, come on. Act natural.

I don't want Clint and Cathy

to suspect anything.

CLINT:
Come on, fellas!

What kept you so long?

Greasing your hair

for the girls at the picnic?

- (BELL RINGING)

- MAN 1:
Hey, folks! Right this way!

Take a chance. Spend the

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