Sommersby

This is it. Bye for now.

Bye.

Howdy.

Good piece of land.

It was.

Still is. TRAVIS: Hey, buck!

Yeah, yeah.

Travis is calling you.

Do I know you?

Well, ought to.

How did you lose that arm there, boy?

Woke up in Chickamauga one morning without it.

Somebody deal you a losing hand there...

Buckaboo?

Jack?

Now tell me, you found yourself a one-titty woman...

or you just take that one hand there and whup it back and forth?

Jack!

It's Sommersby!

Oh, my Lord.

Get on down here!

The hero has returned!

Good to see you, Jack.

Good to see you back!

Jack! - What are you doing here?

- It's me, Brian. Brian Brown. - Brian, yeah, Brian.

You remember Brian. - You got whiskers now, boy!

Ever think you'd see him again? Ha-ha-ha.

Whoa there, boy. What's after you, huh?

- Your husband. - Who? What did you say?

- He's coming, ma'am. - Who?

Mr. Sommersby.

Get in the house!

Come on! Come on!

Look at you!

You old man, now look!

By God, there's another good man the damn Yankees didn't get!

Come on over here and say hello to Will.

Will.

Look here who I got here. Jack Sommersby.

"They, uh“."

They sent him back to me like that from Vicksburg.

- Will's a hero. Ain't that right? - Hello, reverend.

Well, well, well.

Welcome home, Jack. We thank the Lord for bringing you back.

Thank you, sir.

Is Laurel all right?

Well, she's gonna be surprised now, ain't she?

- Six years is a long time without any word. - Well.

Come on, where is he now?

Look at you! You look like a sack of bones.

Well, kind of hard to get Esther dumplings where I've been.

Oh, Lord, Mr. Jack. You're home, you're home, you're home.

Everybody here is missing somebody.

Both Ezzel boys and their daddy got killed...

and everybody that ain't dead is leaving.

This town finished, Mr. Jack.

Ain't nothing left here but hard ground and nobody to work it.

Y'all hush up, now.

Go say hello to your daddy, son.

Go on now.

Hello, Robert.

I'd forgotten how beautiful you were.

Jethro!

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Hey. Hey-

Come on, boy. Come on.

Hey, Jack!

I hear old Tom Clemmons' pig will be swallowing a stick tonight!

I was down there in the weeds, kind of waiting...

for the damn smoke to get blowed away.

And the next thing I know... Thank you, darling.

Next thing I know, there's this, uh, big old rifle butt...

floating down out of the sky there, just kind of taking its time...

like I had all day to get away from it.

Hmm.

When I come to, I was on my way to prison in Elmira.

I heard that was the worst one. - Yeah, well.

I couldn't even remember my own name at that point.

Hmm.

What'd you do to your hand there, Jack?

Oh, a guard stomped on it.

Don't hold things too good now.

You can still hold a straight flush, can't you? Ha, ha.

And the other things that are important. - Ha-ha-ha.

What'd you do in prison?

Starve, froze, like everybody else.

Evening, folks.

Better take some of this while you can.

I guess you don't remember me, sir.

Joseph.

Joseph!

Yes! Yes, I do remember. Yeah.

My daddy paid $100 for you.

Yes, sir.

Why don't you come on in now?

Jack! Hey, Jack!

Yeah, all right.

No, thank you, sir.

We just come by here to say welcome home.

Thank you.

Hey, Jack!

Quit wasting time! Get yourself over here. We got a present for you.

What do you got? BUCK: Panther piss.

I ain't seen you pass water all night. JACK: Can't do it.

One sip, I'm staggering like a new calf.

You're still a rebel, ain't you?

Best not get too friendly with the niggers.

We had to chase a bunch off.

That one has been living on your land.

Next thing you know, they'll be moving up to the big house.

What?

What's the matter with you, Jack?

Nothing, I don't...

You ain't acting yourself, Jack.

What'd them goddamn Yankees do to you, boy?

Hit me on my head.

Yeah, well...

It's all right.

- I love you. - I love you too.

Sit down. I'm gonna dance with my wife.

Travis, take him.

Let him be.

Orin. ORIN: Miss Laurel.

Orin.

Good to see you.

Welcome back!

Thank you. Thank you.

Grab a gal here and shake a leg.

I tend to hop a little bit better than I shake now.

Dick made me a good foot. Got everything but toes that wiggle.

Ain't got no toes...

ain't gotta worry about stomping them.

Well, uh, be careful you don't catch a chill, Miss Laurel.

Y'all have a good time.

Shall we?

Good night now, Buckaboo.

You know where that handkerchief is I brought home?

It was filthy. I told her to burn it.

Damn.

Hate to lose that thing.

Carried that nearly six years.

Why?

The last thing you gave me before I left.

What happened here?

Oh, Yankees.

They got the silver, the carpets...

and mostly anything else that they could carry.

I did save Granny's brooch, though...

by, uh...

By sitting on it, in a manner of speaking.

That's where you were sleeping before you left.

- Yes. Well. - Good night.

Good night.

I swore, if I ever made it home...

I'd shave this damn thing off.

Would you do it for me?

Mm.

Are you sure? Hmm?

- Am I home? - Heh.

All right.

That's the first thing I remember about you.

Coming back that time from wherever you'd been...

looking all brown and bearded.

Looking more like some kind of a wild animal than a man.

Is that what you wanted?

Something wild?

Maybe.

Maybe just something a little...

dangerous.

A little different.

A little rich?

Make $900 and lose 1000, you are not rich.

It was never the money.

Couldn't have been love, could it?

It could have been.

If you'd have been the least...

little bit...

kinder.

What do you think?

I'm thinking...

who is this man sitting in my kitchen?

Well, good night.

Good night.

I guess we have to get used to each other again, don't we?

I guess so.

Yeah, well...

Good night.

Good night.

- You're getting ahead of me again. - Heh.

Not quite.

- So where is he? - He wanted to see the farm.

Hope he doesn't see too much. Liable to keep on riding.