[soft thudding]
-[soft clicking]
-[wood scrapes]
[man] And if the lady would be so kind.
-[woman] Where do you want her?
-[man] The usual, by the chair.
[footsteps approach]
[woman] Sir?
When were you married?
[Adam] About a month ago now.
Oh, newlyweds.
We've had some wait
so long to make the portrait
the bride's dress no longer fit.
[chuckles]
[man] Steady.
-One, two, three, and hold.
-[camera thunks]
Hold.
Hold.
And as you were.
-[footsteps treading]
-[wood scrapes]
I found myself holding my breath.
[man] Sir, I understand you would like
to make a second portrait.
Yes, my brother's request. [clears throat]
[woman] A family portrait, how lovely.
Will it be a gift for your mother?
No, a keepsake for my brother here.
My wife and I are headed to California.
[gasps] Then we must make another picture,
one for each of you.
-God knows when you'll be together again.
-No, one picture will suffice.
[cloth rustles]
[man] One, two, three.
[camera thunks]
[Adam] We'll have Christmas in New York
and get you a proper wardrobe.
And I'll meet with furniture dealers.
Is there anything you desire
for our new home?
[water sloshes]
You should please yourself.
[wind whistling in distance]
When we're out from under this roof,
things will be easier.
[Adam grunts]
[breathing heavily]
Am I hurting you?
[softly] No.
[Adam grunting]
[indistinct chatter]
[soft clattering]
[man] Coming through.
[Charles] You're taking Father's portrait.
Did you want it?
No.
[Adam in distance] Careful with that one.
I hear there's sunshine
all year in California.
Will you stay there
long enough to enjoy it?
What makes you think I wouldn't?
You're gonna break his heart.
[Cathy sighs softly]
I've told him I don't want to go.
It isn't my fault if he doesn't listen.
[whispering] Marriage isn't so easy
to undo.
No.
But perhaps it can be slipped out of…
like a poorly made knot.
Will you bring me back an orange?
Don't think I plan to return here.
[melancholy music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[train whistle blowing]
[melancholy music continues]
[woman grunting softly]
Should I try with my mouth?
[Charles] No, just…
I could cover my face.
That helps sometimes.
Shut up.
[muttering] Come on…
[woman gasps]
[Charles breathing heavily]
Get out.
-Um…
-Get out!
[screaming] Get out!
Get out! Get out!
Get out! Get out! Get out!
[sobbing] Oh my God.
[sobbing]
-[train tracks clacking]
-[melancholy music fades]
[in distance] ♪ Should auld acquaintance
Be forgot ♪
-♪ And never brought to mind? ♪
-[Cathy breathing heavily]
♪ Should auld acquaintance be forgot ♪
♪ And auld lang syne? ♪
♪ For auld lang syne, my dear ♪
[man] Cheers!
♪ For auld lang syne! ♪
♪ We'll take a cup… ♪
[Adam] Cathy!
-Excuse me. She's right there.
-[man] Ah.
Cathy!
[boisterous chatter]
♪ For auld lang syne, my dear ♪
♪ For auld lang syne… ♪
-[Adam] Welcome to 1900!
-[crowd cheering]
[man 1] To hell with that rotten century!
[man 2] Let's get
the door closed shut on it!
[indistinct chatter]
We'll only stay in Salinas
until we find our home.
The valley to the south of here
is meant to be a wonder.
[speaking Spanish]
Bad women.
[Adam] Brothels? Oh, no. No, thank you.
I've hired this man Hamilton
to help look for properties.
The hotel manager said
Samuel Hamilton will know the best land
because he's in possession of the worst.
[chuckles]
It seems his bad luck
has become local amusement.
But the manager said
there's no one more respected,
which is saying something for an Irishman.
Aren't you gonna ready yourself?
You go.
I'm tired from our journey.
[Adam] Don't you wanna
help choose where we'll live?
You already chose where we live.
[Adam exhales heavily]
It's a wedding present.
I had to wait for it to get engraved.
Go on, open it.
[clicks]
[ticking]
[Adam] Cathy.
With time,
you will be happy.
[man 1] Did I tell you about Tom?
Well, there came a dance
at the Peachtree School.
Our boys each asked a lady,
but Tom, as usual, took too big a helping,
and he invited both Williams sisters.
[men laughing]
And you couldn't take even one
of the Williams sisters out on the rake.
[man 2] What did Tom do?
Well, he wrestled Liza's fine
horsehair sofa out of the house.
And he tied the sofa to the hay rake,
hitched up, and proceeded to drag
the whole thing across the valley
with the two Williams sisters
reclining in style.
Our sofa came back thin as a wafer.
But I… I caution you not to mention
the word "sofa" in the Hamilton house.
It's a word of great sorrow to Liza now.
I take it we won't be riding out
on any of your furniture today?
You must be the man
who wants to buy into our valley.
-Samuel Hamilton.
-Adam Trask.
-Adam, welcome.
-Thank you.
-Louis Lippo.
-[Adam] Louis. Adam.
-Rabbit Holman.
-[Adam] Adam.
-[Samuel] Right, well…
-[Adam] Shall we?
[Samuel] We shall.
-Come with me.
-[Adam] How far out do we need to go?
[orchestral music playing]
[Adam] Pretty far from Salinas.
[Samuel] Yeah,
we're closer to King City here.
-[Adam] Is the valley always so dry?
-Ah, not to worry.
There's rich loam around here.
Plenty of water underground
if you know where to look.
The old Spanish ranches
were all carved up years ago,
but there's a good 900 acres left
of the Sanchez Ranch. Uh…
Take a pretty penny,
but, uh, can't think of a better place
for a man to set down roots.
[sweeping orchestral music playing]
[music fades]
[horses neighing in distance]
[Cathy breathing deeply]
[breathing rapidly]
[grunting softly]
[Samuel] You'll need
to do some rebuilding.
Whitewash.
And you and, uh, your wife
could stay in the servant's quarters
while this place is finished.
[gentle music playing]
Will you be hiring help?
[Adam] I suppose we'll need to.
Yeah, some folks send to Sacramento
or San Francisco for a Chinaman.
You know, they're, uh, quiet fellows,
and they can cook and clean.
[door creaking]
What do you intend to farm?
[Adam chuckles] I don't know.
My brother's the farmer.
Maybe I could find someone
to help me run things.
[Samuel] I should warn you.
Fixing this place could run into money.
[exhales] That's no matter.
I wanna build a home worthy of my wife,
to repay her.
[Samuel chuckles]
Surely she needs no repaying.
Before Cathy, I had a gray life.
And a home was a place to wait for death,
the way you might wait
for a dreadful picnic.
And then Cathy came.
She changed my world the way
a star shell changes a battleground.
She lit it up.
There were no limits to anything.
I wasn't afraid anymore, and all of this
coming out of this hurt little girl.
Not out of you?
[Adam] No.
My wife has not had
an easy life, Mr. Hamilton.
I only wanna offer her
the happiness that she deserves.
An angel needs a paradise.
[Adam chuckles softly]
[ragtime music playing in distance]
[Adam] Cathy.
I found our new home.
Cathy.
[Adam gasps]
Cathy?
Cathy, wake up.
Cathy.
[screaming] Doctor!
We need a doctor!
Will she be all right?
What caused it?
[doctor exhales]
Step outside a moment, Mr. Trask,
so I can finish the examination.
For your wife's modesty.
I'll be in the hall if you need me.
[door opens, closes]
What did you do it with?
Oh, the things women do.
You've nearly k*lled yourself.
And for no reason.
Your aim was bad. The baby is safe.
Does your husband know you're pregnant?
There are women out there wasting
and crying for a baby,
women who would give everything
to have what you have.
Can't you see, my dear?
You must not destroy life.
All right.
You won't speak. You don't have to.
But I will tell you this.
You will not try it again.
Do you know what the law
in this state has to say about ab*rtion?
If you lose this baby
and I have any reason to suspect,
I will charge you.
And I'll see you're punished.
[Cathy exhales]
You don't understand. [sniffles]
Adam is good, and I am tainted.
[inhales sharply]
Whatever do you mean?
Epilepsy.
[doctor] Not you?
No, but my grandfather and my father.
My brother.
[breathes shakily]
I didn't want to bring that to my husband.
[exhales softly] Poor child.
Let me ease your worry.
It's more than probable
that your child will be fine and healthy.
Now, will you promise me
not to try any more tricks?
[footsteps receding]
[door opens]
-[doctor] Mr. Trask.
-[Adam] Yes.
[doctor] Your wife is sick.
She has the only good sickness there is.
Your wife is gonna have a baby.
[Adam] Wha…
What?
Oh, Cathy.
Oh, goodness.
[softly] Cathy, baby.
Baby.
-[door closes]
-[Adam kissing]
[atmospheric music playing]
[wind whistling]
[Adam] My brother, Charles.
Cathy and I have settled
in the Salinas Valley,
as beautiful a place as I've ever seen.
There is a different scale to life here,
an expansiveness that makes
a man feel like anything is possible.
I can't help but think of you stuck
in the cold house of our youth.
[indistinct chatter]
[Adam] I wish you could free yourself
as I have done.
Cathy is expecting our first child.
It's a blessing.
Perhaps someday you'll join us here.
[birds chirping]
[man breathes deeply]
[indistinct chatter in distance]
[man] Missus need anything else?
[sawing in distance]
[hoofbeats approaching]
[Adam] Cathy!
Mr. Hamilton has come
to dowse for our wells.
Lay an extra plate for supper.
Come on.
-[Adam clicking tongue]
-[horse snorts]
[hammering in distance]
[Adam] Rabbit Holman said
we need it for protection,
but I don't intend to sh**t it,
except maybe at coyotes.
Got enough sh**ting fighting the Indians?
[Adam scoffs]
-I don't want to talk about that.
-[Samuel] What? Why not?
See, if I had fought the Indians,
God help my family and neighbors.
[Adam exhales]
I couldn't find
good enough reasons for k*lling
nor understand the reasons
that were explained.
I find myself telling you
more than I mean to.
Ah, maybe because I want to hear.
Here, I eat stories like grapes.
[Adam chuckles]
You should have seen Mr. Hamilton's stick
plummet to the ground,
just like it was planting itself there.
[Samuel] Your husband knows
how to pick a piece of land.
There's water here, plenty of it.
[Samuel and Adam chuckle]
Do you like our valley, Mrs. Trask?
[Samuel slurps]
Uh, if it isn't impertinent to ask,
um, when do you expect your baby?
The baby will come
at the end of the summer.
Isn't that right, Cathy?
[Cathy] Hm.
My wife is one of those paragons
of a woman who does not talk very much.
Well, sometimes the silence
tells the most.
[soft, eerie music playing]
[dishes clink]
Uh… [exhales]
[chuckling] I've just remembered.
I promised my Liza
I'd take myself right home.
-My apologies, Mrs. Trask.
-[Adam] It'll be getting dark soon.
-I thought you'd stay the night.
-[Samuel] No, there'll be a moon.
I'll return in a week's time
to dig those wells.
[music fades]
What's your name?
Lee.
Just Lee?
Lee family name.
Call Lee.
Ah. I've read quite a lot about China.
Where were you born?
Born here, California.
I mean no disrespect, but, uh…
I've never been able to work out
why you people talk pidgin
when a boy from the black bogs of Ireland,
his head full of Gaelic,
could, uh, learn to talk a poor grade
of English in a matter of years.
Me talk Chinese talk.
I suppose you have your reasons.
But you'll forgive me
if I don't believe you.
[in American accent] Mostly,
we have to use it to be understood at all.
You look in a man's eyes, you see,
he expects pidgin and a shuffle,
so you speak pidgin and shuffle.
English, for me, they don't listen to,
and they don't understand.
[in Chinese accent] Talk Chinese talk,
wear Chinese fashion.
You savvy?
[Samuel chuckles]
Oh, I'd like a hidey-hole like that.
You know, I suppose I have my own version.
You know, the merry Irishman.
I tell jokes because, uh,
people expect me to make them laugh.
[Lee] Mmm.
[in American accent] It isn't the same.
So, tell me.
Tell me.
You weren't born in America,
and yet after a few years,
you can almost disappear,
while I have no chance of mixing.
But if you cut your queue and you talked
and dressed like everybody else...
[Lee] I've tried it.
To the so-called whites,
I was still a Chinese,
only an untrustworthy one,
and my Chinese friends steered clear.
I had to give it up.
Yeah, must… must be
a lonely life.
Lee.
Is there something wrong here?
With the Trasks?
I felt like a… a goose walked
over my grave back there.
Have you ever seen a wrestler go slack
and win by using
the momentum of his opponent?
[ominous music playing]
That's what she reminds me of.
There's an absence there,
like she's gone away
and left a breathing doll in her place.
Directions to my farm,
if you ever need me.
Liza's right.
My imagination will give me
a passport to hell one of these days.
And, uh, feel free
to look through that
before you give it back.
I wouldn't mind having someone
to discuss such matters with.
[Samuel clicking tongue]
[chuckles softly]
[coyote howling]
[Adam] Do you know
what I found myself thinking about?
Old Sanchez, who first built this place.
And you know what I think about most?
If he had a Cathy, and who she was.
[Adam exhales]
You know, one day
not too far away,
the whole valley
will be green with our crops.
And you'll see it
from that big window
in that fine, finished house.
-Adam.
-[Adam] Hm?
I didn't want to come here.
I don't intend to stay here.
[somber music playing]
And as soon as I can, I will go away.
[Adam exhales]
[chuckling]
Okay, come out before you catch a cold.
Come on.
[water sloshing]
[Cathy exhales]
[Adam exhales]
[music fades]
One day, there'll be a way to get a peach
like this clear to Philadelphia.
Always talking about how it'll be someday.
They're getting ready to put
arc lights in the streets in Salinas.
Change is coming, Rabbit.
Well, I wonder whether people
will be happy when it does.
Happy? [chuckles]
Watch out, he's haywire now.
A cousin of mine back in Ireland,
rich and handsome fellow,
shot himself on a silken couch
sitting beside the most beautiful woman
in the world, who loved him.
Now, some folk have
a capacity for appetite
that a whole heaven and earth
of cake won't satisfy.
[Lee in Chinese accent] Mr. Trask!
Mr. Trask!
[Cathy groaning]
-[Samuel] Why is it so dark in here?
-[Lee] Missus say her eye hurt.
[groaning continues]
-[Adam] What are you doing?
-We need light to do our work.
[Adam] She says it hurts her.
She can close her eyes.
Lee, put the kettle on to boil
and bring me some clean rags,
plenty of them.
Should I call for the doctor?
[Samuel] Well, no.
He won't come unless it goes wrong.
Now, you're not to worry.
I've helped Liza bring nine babies
into this world.
-[Cathy groaning]
-[Samuel grunting]
-[Adam] Samuel, what are you doing?!
-[Samuel] Adam!
[Cathy groaning]
It's considered a sweet practice
for you to get drunk right now.
Go! Out you go.
Now, go on. Do as I say.
And, uh, tell Lee
to bring a rope for pulling.
She's nearly there.
[Cathy breathing heavily]
[Samuel grunts] There. It's all right.
There, now. Your baby will come very soon.
Don't worry.
-[Cathy grunts]
-[Samuel screams]
[muffled grunting]
[Samuel grunting]
[Cathy groans]
[Samuel] Argh.
[Cathy screams]
-[Samuel breathing heavily]
-[Cathy groaning]
A collie b*tch did the same to me once.
I might have to muzzle you as well.
[Cathy breathing heavily]
I can save you some pain, Mrs. Trask,
or I can leave you to welter.
What's it to be?
[Cathy breathing heavily]
[groans]
-[flies buzzing]
-[footsteps approaching]
[Samuel] You have two fine, healthy sons.
-[Adam exhales]
-[baby crying]
[gentle music playing]
[Adam exhales]
[chuckles softly]
[Samuel] Each one
was born separate in his own sac.
[babies whining, gurgling]
[Samuel] Your wife
must be made of whalebone.
[Adam chuckles]
[Samuel] Came so fast,
could scarcely catch them.
[Adam] Cathy, aren't they beautiful?
[baby gurgling]
[Samuel] Mrs. Trask hasn't felt
up to seeing her boys yet.
[Adam] Cathy, we have two sons.
I don't want them.
Well, you're tired now, Mrs. Trask.
You'll soon change your mind.
I won't change.
I don't want them.
[Adam] Cathy.
Cathy.
Cathy, look at me.
Look at me, please.
-Cover the windows and go away.
-[Samuel] It's just weariness, Adam.
In a few days, she'll feel different.
She won't remember.
I will remember. Take them out
of the room and leave me alone.
What? What are you saying?
What is the matter?
[Cathy] Leave me alone.
Come on.
We'll bathe the babies in the kitchen.
No, I won't leave her.
I don't want you.
[baby whimpers]
I will stay.
[Cathy breathing heavily]
Fine.
But don't talk to me.
Take them out of the room
and turn the lamp off.
[babies gurgling softly]
[liquid pouring]
[coughs]
What is that?
Ng Ka Py. It's brandy made with wormwood.
Let it sit on the back
of your throat before you swallow.
[breathes deeply]
[Lee clears throat]
Have you ever seen
a mother behave this way?
[clicks tongue]
I find myself thinking
of fairy tales my father told me.
We Chinese have
a highly developed demonology.
You think she's a demon?
Of course not.
But you wouldn't happen to need a cook,
would you?
[Samuel chuckles]
No, I'll… I'll fetch my Liza.
If she feels trouble, we'll bar the door.
[whimsical orchestral music playing]
[baby crying in distance]
Okay, now we take the cork.
And this will help to cool it.
There's two of them. They'll be hungry.
All right. Uh, give me your arm.
You feel that?
-Just want it warm, not hot.
-[Lee] Mm-hmm.
-[Liza] You got that? Every time.
-[Lee] Mm. Mm.
[Liza] Gently.
[babies gurgling softly]
And one there.
Hard as rocks.
Once the milk is dried up,
you shouldn't be in pain much longer.
So what we do, we go over the shoulder.
You have to hold that. Right.
And then what we do is give
the back a little rub. That's right. Yeah.
[Lee sniffles]
[music fades]
How does the missus strike ye?
[rooster crows in distance]
No fault but a touch of laziness.
She doesn't lift a finger
in regards to those babies.
-Won't even try to suckle them.
-[exhales]
The Lord, in his wisdom,
gave money to curious people.
Perhaps because they'd starve without.
Quite a spell she's put on her husband,
I must say.
He moons around her like a sick duck.
Hardly looks at the twins.
Well, she's lazy, and he's moony.
Who's going to take care
of the sweet babies?
[Liza] I'd have sworn he was a heathen,
wouldn't you?
I don't know.
Samuel. Anyone would.
But he's learned everything I've told him.
Cares for the twins
as well as you could ask.
It's a matter for praise
and a matter for prayer.
[Adam] Mrs. Hamilton.
I, uh…
I don't know how we'll ever repay you.
You can start by naming those babies.
I won't have them damned
for lack of christening.
As soon as my wife is herself again.
[Liza] Hm.
Don't worry. Those babies
will have her right in no time.
[wagon rattling]
[horse whinnies]
[in Chinese accent] I warm bottle
for when baby awake.
If that's what Mrs. Hamilton
told you to do.
[footsteps approaching]
[Adam] Cathy. Are you all right?
I wanted to take a stroll in the garden,
let my hair dry.
You well enough for that?
Mm-hmm. The longer I act like an invalid,
the longer I'll feel like one.
Adam, would you accompany me?
Yes.
Lee, you'll have to head to King City.
I don't like the bottles
we're using for the babies.
Purchase some glass ones
with rubber n*pples.
-Mrs. Hamilton say...
-This is not Mrs. Hamilton's house.
If you head out now, you'll have time
to come back and prepare dinner.
Why don't you let him stay the night?
He hasn't had a night off in so long.
He can spend the night in King City.
I should have thought of that myself.
Here, we'll see you tomorrow, Lee.
Mr. Trask be okay?
Sure. If we need something,
Rabbit Holman's always around.
He go home.
Uh, all carpenter gone till Monday.
[chuckles] You act as if we're helpless.
Go on. Enjoy yourself in King City.
[footsteps receding]
[Adam] I'm so glad
that you invited me outside.
Beautiful.
[babies crying]
[Adam] Cathy!
[spoon whisking]
Okay. Okay.
[crying continues]
[Adam shushing]
Okay. Okay. Okay.
-[babies crying]
-[Adam shushing]
Cathy?
Cathy?
Cathy?
I think the babies need feeding.
[door unlocks]
I'm going away now.
[babies crying]
[Adam] What?
What on earth do you mean?
I told you before.
You… you didn't.
-You… you didn't say anything.
-I did. You just weren't listening.
Cathy, the babies need you.
They need their mother.
Throw them in one of your wells.
What?
You are sick!
-You can't leave me!
-[grunts]
[Cathy] No! No, no, no, no, no!
[door locking]
[ominous music playing]
[Cathy] No!
[babies crying]
[Cathy] Adam?
-[door rattles]
-[Cathy screams]
-Adam, please, can you open the door?
-[breathing heavily]
[Cathy] Let's talk about this, please.
Adam?
Cathy?
[Cathy] Adam?
Adam?
I'm sorry.
I didn't know you'd take it this badly,
and I'm sorry.
Can you please just open the door,
and we can talk about it?
If you'll let me out,
we can talk about it. Please?
I'm sorry, my poor Adam.
I'm sorry… [splutters]
Will you open the door?
I… [sighs]
My poor darling Adam. I'm so sorry.
[eerie music playing]
[Adam groaning]
[babies wailing]
[Adam groans, coughs]
[gasping, panting]
[eerie music crescendoing]
[coyotes howling in distance]
[babies wailing in distance]
[dramatic music rising]
[babies crying]
[Lee] Mr. Trask?!
Missy Trask?!
[crying continues]
[Lee] Mr. Trask?
Mr. Trask?
[in American accent] Adam. Adam?!
Adam?
Adam.
-[Adam rasps]
-Adam, what's happened?
[muffled, echoing] Adam?
[somber music playing]
[babies crying in distance]
[insects chirping]
[music fades]
[footsteps approaching]
Howdy, Mr. Trask.
Sheriff Quinn.
Rabbit Holman
said you got hurt.
[chair thuds]
How'd it happen?
[chair creaking]
I was cleaning my g*n,
and it went off.
You got the g*n around?
So,
how'd it happen?
You cleaned the barrel with a rod,
and you hadn't swung the cylinder out
to see if it was loaded?
That's right.
And you were cleaning it
with the barrel pointed toward you,
with the hammer c*ck?
-Now…
-[g*n thuds]
You wouldn't want me to write
a report like that, would you?
[clicks tongue]
All I know is that it went off.
Let's see what your wife has to say.
Ching Chong,
tell Missy Trask I would admire
to talk to her a minute.
-[in Chinese accent] She gone away.
-[Quinn] Away?
Where? She's just had those babies.
[exhales]
Did your wife sh**t you?
I told you it was an accident.
All right.
An accident.
But was the g*n
in her hand?
[sighs] Mr. Trask,
you've been shot,
and your wife is missing.
If you don't start talkin',
I'm gonna have no choice
but to arrest you.
She had a secret…
And I promised I wouldn't ask.
[birds chirping, cawing]
[Samuel] For a year, you've been living
with your heart's draining,
and you haven't even
laid a number to those boys.
And Liza says
if I don't get them named today,
there'll be no warm place
in the house for me.
For inspiration.
Adam.
Have you no love?
I had.
Enough to k*ll me.
No one ever had enough.
Your boys are here, and they need you.
What I do is my business.
[Adam grunts]
[grunting weakly]
I told Liza I'd pummel sense
into you if I had to.
[Adam breathing heavily]
Your boys will have names.
[chair scrapes]
Seems to me,
you're in the fortunate position
of knowing your children
before you name them.
[Adam exhales]
-What can you tell me of their characters?
-What is there to tell?
They're babies.
In my experience,
babies let their nature be known.
-[babies cooing]
-[Lee and Samuel chuckle]
[Lee in Cantonese] Be good, be good.
Okay, okay. I'm leaving.
[in English] Is there
a Bible name you favor?
Or a family name you wish to preserve?
Eh, what a shame that the proper names
for them, they cannot have.
[Adam] What do you mean?
Firstborn of Adam.
Cain and Abel.
Don't say that. Don't damn them.
[in American accent]
I don't find it damning.
Cain and Abel.
I think it's everybody's story.
The greatest terror
a child can have is that he isn't loved.
[babies babbling]
Rejection is the hell he fears.
And with rejection comes anger.
And with anger, a need for revenge.
And that is the story of mankind.
If rejection could be eliminated,
I think the human would not be what he is.
[gentle music playing]
[baby whines]
I think we would be better.
[babies squealing]
[Lee, gently] All right.
Share with your brother.
All right. All right.
Let him have some too.
They need names.
[inhales deeply]
Of all the people
that started out of Egypt,
only two got to the Promised Land.
Caleb and Joshua.
No, Joshua was a soldier.
No soldiers.
But Caleb.
Caleb Trask.
[crying]
[Lee chuckles]
You've called his name. Hmm?
Uh, and the other one?
I've always liked Aron.
Great human for a prophet.
What do you think?
[Samuel inhales deeply]
Caleb.
-Aron.
-[Caleb whines]
Now you are people
and have the right to be damned.
[Lee chuckles]
[in Cantonese] Be good, be good.
Okay, okay.
[in English] I'll go get the Trask
family Bible to write down their names.
I swear he used to speak differently.
[babies babbling]
Well, maybe now
you can think about planting a garden.
[Caleb crying]
I have no one to show a garden to.
But what… what about your babies?
Caleb and Aron.
[Caleb crying]
Did you ever hear news of Cathy?
Where she could have gone?
[babies gurgling]
Don't expect the feeling to die.
It won't ever die until you do.
Act out being alive.
Eventually, it will be true.
Why should I?
You are going to pass down something,
no matter what happens,
even if you do nothing.
The weeds will grow, and the brambles.
[Caleb crying]
Something will grow.
Samuel.
If you hear news of Cathy,
you'll tell me?
Aye.
[Caleb crying]
[gentle music continues]
[gentle music continues]
[music fades]
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