Sommersby Page #3

He's put a lot of hard work

in here, and we owe him.

Now, I want you to be nice to him.

You've gotta try

and put yourself in his shoes.

JACK:
Shoe.

- Heh.

Come on, now. It's hard for him

getting this close and all...

He ever get this close to you?

[SNICKERS]

I guess he did.

- Did he kiss you?

- No.

- He didn't? Hmm.

- No.

Did you want him to?

Mm-mm. I don't know.

- Don't know?

- No.

Did he want to kiss you?

I guess he did.

Let me get the sugar.

All right.

Why didn't he?

Because I never said that he could.

- You say he couldn't?

- No.

Well, let me get this straight.

He wanted to...

but you didn't know.

So he didn't ask,

and you didn't say.

So he didn't, and you weren't.

But he's not here, and I am.

And I want to.

So I'm gonna go ask.

- Where are you going?

- To ask Orin if I can kiss my wife.

[LAUGHING]

Stop it!

[CHUCKLES]

You got a very beautiful smile there,

Mrs. Sommersby.

Hope to see a whole lot more of it.

Well, you will.

LAUREL:

Where'd you find that?

Heh. It was in the trunk.

You remember?

You sewed this the whole first month

we were married, didn't you?

When I finally tried it on, it was too small.

You threw the damn thing in there

and said you're never gonna sew again.

- I don't think you ever did.

- How'd you remember that?

Well, I forgot a whole lot

of important things.

Other ones...

never leave my mind, never will.

- What are you doing?

- Come on, arms up.

Been in a trunk for nine years.

It needs some washing.

- Ugh.

- Heh.

You remember making our son?

The night it happened?

- Yes.

- You were drunk.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry.

Seems like after that,

you never much wanted me anymore.

Well, seems a whole lot different now.

So...

you want to sleep in the other room?

No.

Good. Heh.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

What's wrong?

I just don't remember

how I was with you.

How to be.

You don't have to remember that.

Jack...

Say it again.

Jack.

Jack.

[MOANS]

Oh, Jack. Jack.

JACK:

Hey, boy!

Let's go to town, get shoes!

Do I have to?

No, you can stay here and help me

shovel out the chicken coop.

JACK:

Come on.

LITTLE ROB:

Where in the world are we going?

- Mama don't let me drive.

- Well...

I guess we got to mind Mama,

don't we?

- Say, "ha."

- Ha.

- Say it louder.

- Ha.

Don't say it to me, boy.

Say it to him.

- Ha!

JACK:
Ha-ha-ha.

- Say it again.

LITTLE ROB:
Ha!

JACK:

Morning!

Move around there.

Whoa!

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[EXHALES]

You're real good, boy.

Thank you, sir.

There's a lot of dead men's

footprints on this wall.

That's the one I'm looking for.

I'm truly glad

you didn't follow them, Jack.

You'll look just fine

once you get your lips back.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes