Woman, The (2011)

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Strumpet.

You're a lifesaver,
you know that, Belle?

Thanks.

Deanna wants to talk to you.

What makes you say that, Belle?

She just was telling me...

If Deanna wants to talk to me,
she'll come and talk to me.

I'll take one of those burgers
when those burgers are ready.

- Are these burgers ready yet, Belle?
- I don't...

- I'll check.
- Good.

Hey, keep an eye on Darlin'. She's
after that Clapp boy again.

- Deanna.
- Chris.

So, what's on your
mind, sweetheart?

I told you! No more kissing.

It is inappropriate.
Do you hear me?

Yeah, I hear you, you're
yelling in my ear.

- Can I have my radio back now?
- We'll see.

- What are you gonna do, jenny?
- Hold her. - Stop it!

Are you gonna cry to
your Momma, like a baby?

- What's the matter, Jenny?
- You wearing diapers?

Let's see it!

Stop it! I'm gonna tell!

Like a girl, you're gonna tell.

You need your diaper
changed, jenny.

- Ow!
- Shut up!

Diapers? Diapers, Jenny?

I spend as much time as I can
with Ed up at the home,

but I'd like to spend more.

That's understandable.

So what I wanna do is...

I wanna sell it all off,
get myself a nice little

one-bedroom up around there,

so I can be with him
these last few months.

I don't think he's got
much more than that.

Hey.

If you really wanted to sell,
I'm glad you came to me.

So you just come by the
office on Monday and we'll

start drawing up some papers.
Okay?

I can't give you the world for the
place, but I'll give you a fair price.

I know you will, Chris.

It's the good thing
about old friends,

you don't have to worry
about gettin' a lube job.

- How'd you do, bud?
- Eight out of ten, dad.

Consistently?

The last one and
once before that.

I think I got the
hang of it, though.

Gotta hit your free
throws to win ball games.

I know.

That guy's got a
major thing for Peg.

He's pretty much a d*uche.
She went out with him one time.

Is that so?

Watch the leather.

So you didn't go in once, huh?

Chlorine makes my hair gross.

We wouldn't want
that, now, would we?

You feed the dogs yet?

Brian'll do it when he gets up.

The dogs can wait.

It's kinda nice when it's
quiet like this, isn't it?

- How's the average?
- 7 - 10.

- Pretty consistent.
- Good. That's good.

Did you catch anything?

Does it look like
I got anything?

I should turn down the ham.

Fine, you do that,

then come along with me, babe.

Me too?

Sure, sweetie. You too.

Follow us, son!

Watch your step.

Okay.

I want you guys to move all
this junk from the south end

to the other side of the cellar,
and just sweep up the floor.

- Before dinner?
- Yes, before dinner, Peg.

Why?

Because your dad asked you to.

You don't have a problem with
that, do you Brian? - No.

Where do you want us
to move all the stuff?

In the dump trailer.

If it's small and burnable,
put it in the burn barrel.

You're gonna need some gloves.
There's a couple pair in the barn.

- Have you fed the dogs yet?
- It's Peggy's turn. I had morning.

Peg?

Fine. I'll feed the dogs.
I'll go get the gloves.

Is there mice down here?

Could be.

Should I get some cheese?

No, I don't think that's
a very good idea.

Belle, you organize
things around here.

With three of you, it
shouldn't take very long.

I've got some things
to do at the house.

Chris?

Why are we doing this?

You'll see.

Trust me on this one.

What's he doing?

Peggy, you scared
the hell out of me.

Sorry. I couldn't sleep.

Well, try. You have
school in the morning.

What's dad doing?

Go to bed, Peggy.

It's late.

Good night, mom.

Good night, honey.

Hey, I don't wanna hurt you!

Okay, so who can tell me
what a scalene triangle is?

- Three unequal sides.
- That's right.

But we forgot to raise our
hand again, didn't we, jackie?

Sorry, Miss Raton.

So what other kinds of triangles
are there? Name them for me, guys.

Peggy?

Taking copious notes
as usual, right?

Just some notes, yeah.

So what other kinds of
triangles are there, Peg?

Scalene?

Guys.

Please, may I be excused?

Yes. Of course you may.

You okay, sweetie?

Yeah. I just had to
come and get my stuff.

Sorry.

Great shot, Cyndi!

Way to go, Brian!

You're too good.

What's up, Cyndi?

There's something sticky
like glue in my brush.

Let me see.

Gum.

It's okay Cyndi. I'll help you.

- Ow! That hurts!
- Sorry.

It's okay. Thanks for trying.

Dammit!

f*ck!

That is not civilized behavior!

f*ck!

Dammit!

f*ck!

Oh, God!

So...

you like to bite.

You can't understand
a word I'm saying.

I get that.

But I'll bet that
you could guess...

that I am more than just a little
bit upset with you right now.

So I need to make sure

that you understand just
who is in charge here.

I've got kids to raise
around here, lady.

And disobedience is not something
I want them to witness.

They're very good kids,

and I would very much like
to introduce them to you.

But...

if you're not going to be nice,

if you are going
to be disobedient,

then I can't do that.

Now can I?

Plus, I need to feel better
about losing my finger.

Okay, I'm gonna go to
the house for a minute.

I'm gonna bring the
wife and kids.

And you be nice.

Be nice.

I feel better about
losing my finger now.

One shot.

I heard you. What
were you shootin' at?

You'll see.

What is that new tune?
Where is it from?

Korea.

Korea?

- I like it.
- Me too.

You'll spoil your dinner.

Not a chance.

- You say that now.
- I certainly do.

Okay everybody.

Who wants to go down
to the cellar with me?

What do you have in
there? A mountain lion?

This is a hell of a lot better
than a mountain lion, son.

Dad?

What is this?

God only knows where
she's been living, Peg.

In the woods. In caves.

We're gonna help her.

She needs a big Band Aid.

That's right.

That's the first thing
we're gonna fix.

She's been wounded.

We'll get right to it. Okay.

We are all going to
have to share in the

responsibility of
taking care of her.

Ground rules.

No touching.

I learned the hard way that our
friend here likes to bite.

She bit you?

She took an inch off my
finger. Swallowed it.

Jesus!

What are we gonna do with her?

We're gonna train her, Brian.

Civilize her.

Free her from herself,
from her baser instincts.

This woman thinks that
she is an animal.

And God only knows how
she got that way,

but we cannot have people
running around the woods

thinking they're
animals. It isn't right.

It's not safe.

Belle?

Yes?

Could you run up and put
together a bowl of cereal

or oatmeal or something simple?

She's gotta be hungry. The
only thing she's had to eat

since I captured her is...

Your finger.

And Peg? Go up and get
the first-aid kit.

I wanna see to her wounds.

Okay?

Okay, let's go, girls. Come on.

Better than a
mountain lion, son?

- Do we really get to keep her?
- We do.

Now, I cannot
stress this enough.

For the moment, everyone
keep your distance.

What is that, Belle?
Is that oatmeal?

- Yes.
- Good.

Good. It's nice and nutritious.

Just go ahead and
set it down. Okay?

So, Belle, you're
gonna set it down.

But not too close. Good.

And now, Brian,

I want you to bring the rake.

Okay. Now push it toward her.

Be careful not to
spill it. Come on.

There you go.

Great. Great. Everybody,
that's teamwork.

Okay? Everybody did their part.

See what I mean about
keeping your distance?

I guess next time we
need to use Rubbermaid.

I'll clean it up. Alright.

If she gets hungry
enough, she'll eat.

Okay, look, here,
huddle up. Here.

This is our project and
it's a secret one.

Now, I shouldn't
have to remind you

to keep your mouths zipped,
but I'm doing it anyway.

We're all gonna have to share
in chores with this one.

It's the same as taking
care of the dogs.

Someone's gonna have to clean
up after her and so on.

Your mother and I will
take care of anything...

overly complicated. Right, hon?

Yes.

Okay, then. Well, dinner time.

She may not be
hungry, but I am.

Okay. We'll work out the
details later, okay?

Let's go eat. Is everybody
okay with that?

Everybody okay? Yeah?
Okay. Let's go.

Some salt?

Are you in there?

Well, when I'm sad
I listen to my radio.

Wanna hear?

How are things at school, kiddo?

Fine, dad.

You're a good girl, Peg.

And I know it's hard
sometimes being your age,

but you've got to remember to look
at things on the bright side.

You're gonna get your
license soon, right?

Your grades are
good, aren't they?

Yeah.

And you're gonna go to college.

Think about that.

Okay, dad.

I love you, kiddo.

I love you too, dad.

Honey?

That woman.

Do you really think we
should be doing this?

Let's go to bed, babe.

- Toby, how are you?
- Good morning. Perfect.

Good morning, Mr. Cleek.

Morning, Dorothy.

So, how did it go with Mrs. Oldenberg?
Is she satisfied with the papers?

- Signed them right away.
- Fine, that's fine.

You have lunch with Deanna
at noon, court at two,

then a three-thirty with
the oil company reps.

Are the Ludlow files ready?

I just have to print
out this last one.

Okay, fine. Well, look,
when you're done with that,
just bring'em on in here,

along with another...

cup of mud and we'll
get into it, okay?

Thank you, Dorothy.

Okay. First some stretching,
then eight laps, ladies.

Tracy, pick up the stretcher.

Not feeling well
again today, Peg?

There's something
going on with her.

This last month or so
she's really changed.

They do at that age.

Yeah, but you know how they're
all dressing these days,

with the short skirts
and the skimpy blouses?

Hadn't noticed it.

Point is, that's how she
used to be too, you know?

She's a very pretty girl.

- She ought to be...
- Flaunting it?

Yeah. Dammit. Flaunting it.

Did you flaunt it?

I'd have made you pop your
f*cking zipper, Mr. Wolf.

Hey, Belle.

Hi, Darlin'. How are
you two doing today?

We're fine. You?

Good. Yeah, we measured
Bonnie again this morning,

and she has grown
half an inch already.

Can you believe it? God!

So, do you wanna barbecue
again some time soon?

I don't see why not.

The weather's been perfect
for it, hasn't it?

Yeah. So, your place this time?

The place is just a darn mess.

Yeah, well, with all the little ones
around, how can it ever not be, right?

Yeah.

Hey, I gotta run.
See you soon, Vic.

Okay. Listen, maybe I'll pop
in for a coffee sometime.

Surprise you.

So, after you finish that,

would you please send
this to Deanna Plujack,

and then we'll send
the initial check.

- Okay.
- Will do.

Mr. Cleek, may
I say something?

Of course, yeah.

It's none of my business,
really, but in this economy,

are you sure you're
not overextending?

Have you ever known me to let
things get out of hand, Dorothy?

No.

That is a wonderful perfume.
That's new, isn't it?

- You like it?
- I do.

I like it very much.
That's very nice. Yeah.

- Oh, no!
- Oh!

What did you do
to your yourself?

Oh, I got too close to
a sweet smelling lady

and she just...

Hey! Give me some.

That's not a very
nice way to ask.

Please, Momma? I love you.

At the table.

What kind of cookie do you want?

I want a little man.

This one?

- No.
- Oh.

This one?

No.

Yes.

Do you think that animal
lady would eat a little man?

I don't know. I don't know if
she's ever had cookies before.

So why is she here?

Papa's helping her.
You heard him.

Can I have another one?

Brian!

What do you think you're doing?

Just wanted to see
if she was okay.

That what you want me
to tell your father?

Want a little man?

Hey! Your supposed to
eat the head first!

Not me. I chop
'em. Thanks, sis.

Well, hell, Deanna, I hated
to have to write a check,

it cost me a good neighbor,

but if somebody had to,

thought I could be of service.

Sure.

Sure. No, think nothing of it.

Yeah.

No, Belle and I'd be happy to help
you with one of those bottles,

but we can't tonight. No.

We have a family thing tonight.

Okay.

Another time, right?

Alright. Good girl.

Okay, I'll be talkin'
to you, Deanna.

Okay. Bye-bye.

Dad?

Could you not?

I made a...

- Don't forget about the dogs.
- It's Brian's turn.

- Bri?
- On it, dad.

Grab the poop shovel
while you're at it.

Shut up!

You want the g*dd*mn hose?

Hey, girl.

Why don't you come out and eat?

You b*tch!

Peggy, can I talk
to you for a sec?

I don't want to be
late for next period.

I'll write you a note.
Have a seat for a sec.

You alright?

Yeah. Why?

Nausea. Baggy clothes.
Mrs. Hindle tells me

you've been sitting out
of gym for weeks now.

Hey, I'm not stupid, Peggy.

Why don't you just mind
your own business?

You are my business.

I'm gonna eat you!

Where have you been?

Playing with the dogs a little.

You?

Yeah.

I do that sometimes.

So, are we ready, Belle?

Yeah.

Okay then. Grab the buckets.

So how we doin' today?

I hate to do this to you.

But with you I'm not
taking any more chances.

We gonna scrub her down, pop?

I've never seen or smelled
anything that nasty before.

Well, your mother and I are
gonna scrub her down,

but first you're gonna
clean up her mess.

- Me?
- Grab the scoop shovel.

Get a rag.

I guess we're gonna have to keep
doing this until we can get her,

you know...

- Potty trained?
- Exactly.

Get.

But I can help.

Shut the door.

Let's go.

Get a bucket.

Thank you.

Maybe we should let that
cool off a bit before...

Belle, we both know

the only way to get something
clean is with good hot water.

Otherwise, we're just
shuffling germs around

if we use cold or,
hell, even luke warm.

Good.

See? Good. Look. There.

Belle, I'm gonna need
that other bucket.

Get the bucket.

Don't look at me
like you're jealous.

This has to be done, Belle.

Would you bring the
other bucket, please?

Chris?

Look.

Good eye, Belle.

I think I've got...

Yeah. I've got everything
I need down here to fix that.

Oh.

That's a good start. Thanks.

Okay.

I'm gonna need you to get Brian.

Tell him to go to the wood shed

and I want him to get a log.

Tell him to cut it to six feet.

We can't clean her down here, we're
gonna have to take her outside.

Okay? We're gonna need Peg too.

Thanks, Belle.

You got it?

That's perfect. It's
perfect. That'll do it.

Listen, go in the house,
get your mom and Peg.

Can I help?

No, you've done enough already.

- Dad wants you. He wants Peg too.
- Well, go get her.

Hey, Peg!

- Dad wants you!
- Brian! Go up and get her.

- Do not scream in my house!
- Sorry.

And go up to your room
and stay in there

while we are working,
do you understand?

Fine.

Please!

Peg! She's not clean.

Please.

Ladies, go get the towels and
get that first-aid kit, okay?

Let's go.

You're learning.

Dry her off.

Is it safe now?

Yeah. Don't worry.

Says the man with nine fingers.

Go ahead in.

Dry as a bone now.

We don't want her coming
down with something.

Hon? Give me one of
those cotton ba*ls

and soaked in peroxide, please.

This is gonna hurt.

It buttons here and here,

so you don't have to...

undo her or anything.

That's great.

Why don't you throw it on her?

It's okay, she's not
gonna do anything.

This is just all new
to her, that's all.

She's a little scared.

She has a lot of scars.

What do you imagine
she's been doing?

Maybe some day she can tell us.

I don't think she likes it.

She's never had a dress
on her before, Belle.

You probably didn't like it

the first time you
had a dress, huh?

There.

She looks like one of those
polygamist wives, doesn't she?

Yeah.

Whoa, slow down, slow down.

Thank you.

Thaaaank you.

Thank you.

Read my mind, babe.

Your kids still giving
you a hard day?

No, they're fine.

What's with the paper?

It's a phone number
and an address.

Peggy Cleek's parents.

I'm pretty sure she's pregnant.

You are not thinking of
telling them, are you?

- Well, shouldn't I?
- Could make things worse.

It's gonna be very
obvious very soon.

It's your call.
I gotta go lock up.

I'll be back in a sec.

Hell, it never fails
at dinner time.

Peg, would you see
who that is, please?

I was on the phone all day.

Don't make that noise, hon.

I don't like that noise.

Hello. This is Genevieve Raton,

and this message is for
Mr. or Mrs. Cleek.

Your daughter Peggy is a student
in my geometry class...

Message erased. You
have no new messages.

Darlin', turn that down.

Peggy, what are you doing?

It's time for school.

Come on, I'm driving you today.

I don't feel so good, mom.

Can I stay home today?

Peggy. There is nothing
wrong with you.

You got a half-day today, huh?

Yep.

What are you gonna do
with all that free time?

Well, don't do anything
I wouldn't do.

Okay, dad.

If I get up I'm gonna be sick.

Fine.

I don't want Brian here
alone after school, anyway.

- Hey, Brian.
- What's up?

A bunch of us are going to the
movies. Want to come along?

I gotta head home.

- I got some stuff to do.
- Okay then. Maybe next time.

Sure. Next time.

Bye, Brian.

Who the hell doesn't
like cookies?

What the hell are
you doing, Brian?

You're in trouble
now, you little sh*t!

Get out of here! You're sick!

I'm so sorry...

about all of this.

Darlin', go to your room.

Why? I didn't do anything.

Honey, this isn't about you.
This is about your brother.

Go to your room, good girl.

Do you know what your son did?

Do you want to know?

I'm not sure I do.

He didn't think anyone
was home today.

So he went down there. With her.

Had her dress off.
Had her naked.

He was touching her.

And touching himself.

If Peg hadn't caught him at it

there's no telling what would
have gone on down there.

Is this true, son?

Peggy caught him!
Didn't you hear me?

Why the hell are you
asking him is it true?

Calm down, Belle.

He had one hand on her

and the other down his
g*dd*mn jeans, Chris!

I'm telling you

to take it easy.

You better look at me
when I'm talkin' to you.

Is this true?

Okay, so no one was hurt?

No... What?

No one was hurt.

He's a boy.

He's an adolescent.
Adolescents have urges.

Boys will be boys.

You know, now that she's
cleaned up, I have to say,

she's not half bad to look
at, you know what I mean?

I can't f*cking do this anymore!

You can't do this to us, Chris!
Have you lost your mind?

You can't just stand
there and smile

when your own son
thinks it's okay to...

To what?

You are an officer of the court!

She is a human being!

Do you know what would happen
to all of us if you got caught?

Just what's going on with
the g*dd*mn dogs out there

is enough to put you in prison.

Anophthalmia, Belle.
It's your shame.

Anophthalmia, remember that?

Do you?

I never condoned what you did.

Never.

You can't just keep putting
one thing on top of the other

and expect to get
away with it forever.

Chris, I...

I've had it!

Okay.

So what are you gonna do?
I mean, what is your plan?

What? I don't... I just
would like to know.

What the f*ck you think
you're gonna do about it?

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving you, Chris.

And I'm taking the
girls with me.

You can have your little
r*pist son to yourself.

You're already teaching him every
g*dd*mn thing he needs to know,

aren't you?

You can damn well burn
together, the two of you.

But you are not hurting
my girls anymore.

It's over.

Right now.

You can't do this to us, Chris!

I can't do this!

I can't?

I can!

She'll be fine.

She's okay.

Get a cold cloth for
your mother, Peg.

Peg, let's go!

Why don't you answer the
door? See who it is.

Miss Raton?

Peggy. Hi.

You gonna invite me in?

This really isn't the time...

Sure it is, Peggy.

Hey, I'm not here to hurt you.

I wanna help.

- You can't help.
- Well, how do you know that?

I just do.

I know doctors, counselors,
all kinds of people.

I said this isn't the
time, Miss Raton!

Peg, where are your manners?

- Hi, come on in.
- Thank you.

- Miss...?
- Raton.

Raton. I remember.

- Yeah. Geometry.
- Yes.

Geometry. That's right.

I met you at Parents' Night.

- Yes.
- Please, have a seat.

Can I get you anything?

Are you thirsty? Would
you like some...

Soda pop or coffee, nothing?

- I'm fine, thank you.
- Okay.

May I speak with you and your
wife privately, Mr. Cleek?

Please, call me
Chris, Miss Raton.

Chris.

And you are...?

Genevieve.

Genevieve. It's a
beautiful name.

She's really not
feeling very well.

She's having herself
a little power nap.

So this is about Peg, I gather?

Yes.

Then I suppose she
should hear it.

My son as well.

We have no secrets in
this family, Miss Raton.

Brian?

Come here, son.

I've observed some...

distressing behavior
as of late, Mr. Cleek.

Chris.

Peggy isn't looking well.

She's had to rush out to use the ladies
rest room several times during class.

Her studies are off,

and she's taken to wearing clothes
that are much too big for her.

Well, she does like
to wear my sweats.

Does Peggy have a boyfriend,
do you know, Mr. Cleek?

No.

And I would know if she did.

Why?

I believe that Peggy is
pregnant, Mr. Cleek.

- Pregnant.
- I am not!

What makes you think that Peggy
is pregnant, Miss Raton?

Well, she's showing, Mr. Cleek.

Not very much right now, but
that won't last much longer.

Do any of your colleagues concur
with this opinion, Miss Raton?

I wouldn't know. I haven't
discussed it with them.

I thought it best

to come directly to
you and your wife.

It was good of you to do so.

I thought teachers were
supposed to listen,

but you're not very good at
listening, are you, Miss Raton?

Because I told you Peggy
does not have a boyfriend

and that if she did
I would know about it.

Did I not say that?

Well, yes, but...

So you're accusing Brian?

- He's just a boy.
- Absolutely not!

So you're accusing me?

No.

No, I...

No. You're accusing me?

Dad!

You come to my house and you
accuse me of something like that.

I said nothing of the
sort, Mr. Cleek.

I know you didn't say
anything of the sort.

It's what you haven't said.

You think I'm stupid?

Do you think I'm stupid?

- No.
- Miss Raton?

Yes?

You don't really...

think that I would want to
miss out on heaven, do you?

Hey, Brian?

Would you get the rope?

Please!

Daddy, please stop!

Daddy, please, she's my teacher!

- Please, she's my friend, daddy!
- Your friend?

Your friend, is
that what you said?

Well, your friend just
came to expose you

for the little sl*t
wh*re that you are!

Daddy, you can't!

You can't! You can't! You can't!

I am so f*cking sick

of "you can't" from the
women in this family!

Your mother,

your idiot sisters, you!

Please. Let me go.

I swear I won't tell anyone.

Yeah, I know you won't.

You know what?

Make that all women.

Make that all women.
Because you're leeches,

every one of you suck a man dry,

who works like a dog every
day and you suck him dry!

Chris...

- Stop it!
- Shut up, lady!

Do you know what
you're good for, Peg?

Do you?

You and every other
whining b*tch,

you're good for one thing
and one thing only.

And half the time you're
miserable at that.

You think I don't
know who you are?

You think I don't know?

You're no different than that
thing, that thing in the cellar.

That's where you all belong!

Each and every
cunting one of you!

No!

Brian,

I lost my composure there.

I got a little emotional.

Never let emotions get
the best of you. Okay?

- Okay.
- Good.

I want you to get the door, son.

We'll handle this
one right away.

No! No!

No, please, help me!

I swear I won't tell anyone.

Hold on to her!

I got her, dad.

Peggy?

Momma, what's happening
to the doggies?

It's okay, come here, honey.

Go to your room and
lock the door.

That's a very bad idea.

Bad idea.

Can you say Anophthalmia?

Oh, yeah, sister, let's
see what you can do!

Anophthalmia!

Peggy?

What have you done?

She doesn't even look real
anymore, does she, dad?

She does to me, son.

Listen, I want you
to go to the house,

wake your mom up.

Get some cleaning supplies,
some lawn leaf bags, okay?

They're never gonna be
able to eat all this.

Sure, dad.

Get me a soda pop
while you're at it.

Getjacked up on that caffeine.

Darlin'!

Stay with me, okay?

I want mommy!

sh*t! He's got his keys!

Can you hold this for
me? Don't drop that.

Dammit!

sh*t!

Hey, it's the lady and sister.

Darlin'!