Matewan Page #5

got with these coal operators

he'd a changed his tune.

A man deserveth an hourly wage.

He'd say for those

the pit be gassy and the face

full of slate, a man still toileth by

the sweat of his brow.

And wants a better deal here on

earth, no matter what I got in store

for him in the hereafter?

Praise Jesus!

- Kenehan.

Out kinda late, aren't you?

I met some people and

we got to talking.

Talking?

Yeah.

Who are you?

Name is Sid Hatfield.

I'm chief of police around here.

It ain't against the law

to talk, is it?

Depends.

I take care of my people.

You bring them trouble,

you're a dead man.

Sleep tight, Kenehan

Hi.

Well, look at this, Griggsy.

They got up

a little reception committee for us

What is your name, honey?

- Bridey Mae Tolliver.

You like to watch the trains

come and go, Bridey Mae?

Yeah.

And the people what come into town.

There been a lot of new people

coming here lately?

A few.

- Fella named Joe Kenehan show up?

Maybe.

Are you married, Bridey Mae?

I was.

He got killed in the mine.

That's too bad.

Did you hear that, Griggsy?

He got killed in the mine.

It's a shame.

Was your husband a union man

while he was living?

No. He said it wouldn't never

take hold down here.

He sounds like a smart fella.

I think that you are real pretty.

You know that, Bridey Mae?

Thank you.

Don't you think she's pretty, Griggsy?

You are the best looking

mountain trash I've seen

in a long while.

We'll see you around.

Let's roll, Griggsy.

The sooner we get

out of this shithole the better.

I was putting up blackberrys

when Tremel Blankenship come

shouting up the hollar that

the #5 had blown.

I remember I took

the pot off the stovetop

and washed up my hands

before I went down.

It took two days to dig through.

Then when they brung 'em up you

couldn't tell which was which.

They found blood on the walls

from fellas trying

to claw their way out.

Mrs. Elkins, Mrs. Mounts,

Bridey Mae, me...

we all lost our men in that fire.

Danny was 7 then.

Now he's back in that same hole.

How did it start?

Coal dust gets hanging in the

air down there

and there's a spark.

They could spray the walls down

but the company says

that'd cost too much.

Hey, was..uh, was Sid Hatfield

ever a miner?

Not for long.

He don't like to be closed in, Sid.

He's always real friendly,

smiling Sid.

Then the war come.

Cabell Testerman got to be the mayor.

He made Sid chief of police

and then the girl

that Cabell married... Well...

I don't want you using Danny on

no crazy union business.

A man has to stand up

for what he believes in.

Danny ain't no man..

Look it mister,

you gonna be movin' on.

Win or lose your gonna

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