NOW, THAT... THAT WILL KEEP ME ALIVE.
I...I CAN'T.
THIS MORNING WHEN I...WHEN I TOLD YOU TO GET A LOVER,
IT WASN'T FOR YOUR SAKE.
IT WAS FOR MY SAKE...
BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO DIE.
I'M AFRAID.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
YES.
IT WILL BE YOU AND ME, BESS.
DO IT FOR ME.
I...
I CAN'T.
PLEASE.
BESS?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
SURE?
HERE YOU GO.
WHOA-OH. EASY.
Leonard Cohen: ?? SUZANNE TAKES YOU DOWN ??
? ?? TO HER PLACE NEAR THE RIVER ?
?? YOU CAN HEAR THE BOATS GO BY ??
?? YOU CAN SPEND THE NIGHT BESIDE HER ??
?? AND YOU KNOW THAT SHE'S HALF-CRAZY ??
?? BUT THAT'S WHY YOU WANT TO BE THERE ??
?? AND SHE FEEDS YOU TEA AND ORANGES ??
?? THAT COME ALL THE WAY FROM CHINA ??
?? AND JUST WHEN YOU MEAN TO TELL HER ??
?? THAT YOU HAVE NO LOVE TO GIVE HER ??
?? THEN SHE GETS YOU ON HER WAVELENGTH ??
?? AND SHE LETS THE RIVER ANSWER ??
?? THAT YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN HER LOVER ??
YOU CERTAINLY NEEDED SOME SHUTEYE.
I PUT YOUR ROSE IN A VASE.
PERKED UP A BIT.
YOU SHOULD THINK OF YOURSELF A BIT, TOO--
GO OUT.
GO DANCING.
I'VE SEEN YOU DANCE.
YOU LIKE TO DANCE.
WHERE'S JAN?
THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO IN HERE.
[MEEK VOICE] DON'T LET HIM DIE.
[FIRM VOICE] AND WHY SHOULDN'T I LET HIM DIE?
[MEEK VOICE] I LOVE HIM.
[FIRM VOICE] SO YOU KEEP SAYING, BUT I DON'T SEE IT.
[MEEK VOICE] THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO.
THERE'S NOTHING AT ALL.
[FIRM VOICE] PROVE TO ME THAT YOU LOVE HIM,
AND THEN I'LL LET HIM LIVE.
[RINGS DOORBELL]
[DOOR OPENS]
I'VE COME TO DANCE.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
IT'S GREAT. YOU'RE GREAT. GREAT MOVEMENT,
BUT, UM, MAYBE YOU COULD TALK TO ME.
[GIGGLING]
Elton John: ?? AND LOVE LIES BLEEDING IN MY HAND ??
?? OH, IT KILLS ME TO THINK OF YOU WITH ANOTHER MAN ??
?? I WAS PLAYING... ??
BESS, STOP DANCING. TALK TO ME.
?? BUT MY GUITAR COULDN'T HOLD YOU ??
?? SO I SPLIT THE BAND ??
[LOWERS VOLUME]
BESS...
TALK TO ME.
GIVE ME 5 MINUTES.
YOU CAN TOUCH ME NOW.
YOU CAN HAVE ME NOW.
BESS, LISTEN TO ME.
WE'RE NOT GOING TO MAKE LOVE.
NOW PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON.
DON'T YOU WANT ME?
DON'T YOU LIKE ME? YOU SAID THAT YOU LIKED ME.
YES, BESS, I LIKE YOU.
NOW PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON.
BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. I'LL...
I'LL BE GOOD TO YOU, AND...
[CRYING]
I WANT US TO MAKE LOVE.
LISTEN. UM, BESS,
IF YOU WANT TO TALK TO ME,
WE CAN MEET AT THE HOSPITAL.
NOW JUST PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON, BESS.
[CRYING] NO...
PLEASE. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH YOU.
ALL RIGHT, NOW JUST PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON, BESS,
AND GO HOME.
NO.
I'M LYING ON MY BACK, ALL NAKED.
AND...
HE COMES IN, AND HE SEES ME.
AND HE KISSES MY BREASTS.
UM...
AND HE ENTERS ME...
AND...
AND HE'S MAKING LOVE TO ME...
GENTLY...
AND...
HE'S COMING.
IT WAS DR. RICHARDSON.
HI.
HI, BESS.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING, THEN?
[INDISTINCT]
JAN, WE'RE GOING TO TAKE YOU OFF THE RESPIRATOR
FOR 5 MINUTES TO EXERCISE YOUR LUNGS A LITTLE BIT
AND SEE HOW YOU ARE,
SO JUST RELAX AND TAKE IT EASY.
OK, START TO BREATHE BY YOURSELF, NOW, JAN.
JUST TAKE VERY DEEP BREATHS.
SLOWLY.
THAT'S IT.
AND AGAIN.
Dodo: VERY GOOD.
DEEP BREATHS.
NOW, THAT'S IT.
BESS.
YES?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THIS BUS?
WHICH BUS, JAN?
COME TO ME. COME.
I'M HERE. I'M HERE IN THE BACK.
YES.
IN THE BACK OF THE BUS.
YEAH.
COME.
DODO. DODO.
JAN.
GO AND GET DR. RICHARDSON.
I'M GOING TO PUT YOU BACK ON THE RESPIRATOR NOW, JAN.
JAN, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
ARE YOU AWAKE?
TALK TO ME.
HI, BESS.
I'D LIKE TO HAVE A CHAT WITH YOU.
BESS.
THIS IS MY BUS--MY BUS.
[MEEK VOICE] FORGIVE ME, FATHER. I HAVE SINNED.
[FIRM VOICE] MARY MAGDALENE SINNED,
AND SHE IS AMONG MY DEARLY BELOVED.
Bess: I GO TO THE BACK OF THE BUS...
AND YOU'RE THERE.
AND YOU'RE SO HUGE...
THAT YOU'RE ALMOST BURSTING OUT OF YOUR PANTS.
AND I UNDO YOUR FLY...
AND I TOUCH YOU.
I'M TOUCHING YOUR PRICK.
[SINGING IN GAELIC]
[CONGREGATION SINGING IN GAELIC]
[PRECENTOR SINGING IN GAELIC]
HAVE YOU BEEN IN TO SEE JAN?
HOW IS HE?
BETTER.
HE'S BETTER?
JUST A BIT.
HEY, BESS, IT LOOKS LIKE
YOUR PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED.
WE'VE BEEN ABLE TO TAKE HIM OFF THE RESPIRATOR.
GOOD NEWS, ISN'T IT?
DO YOU THINK...
THAT WE TURN TO DIFFERENT PEOPLE
WHEN WE GET CLOSE TO THE EDGE?
AND THAT WE, UM...
WE TURN BAD WHEN WE'RE GOING TO DIE?
YOU'RE NOT GOING TO DIE.
I KNOW YOU'RE NOT.
I PROMISE YOU.
Elton John: ?? WHEN ARE YOU GONNA COME DOWN? ??
? ?? WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO LAND? ?
?? I SHOULD HAVE STAYED ON THE FARM ??
?? SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO MY OLD MAN ??
?? YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T HOLD ME FOREVER ??
?? I DIDN'T SIGN UP WITH YOU ??
?? I'M NOT A PRESENT FOR YOUR FRIENDS TO OPEN ??
?? THIS BOY'S TOO YOUNG TO BE SINGING ??
?? THE BLUES... ??
OH, LOOK.
[CAR HORN HONKING]
Terry: HERE YOU GO.
HEY, HEY, GIRLIES! WE FOUND SOME SHROOMIES!
DON'T GET YOUR HOPES UP TOO HIGH, WILL YOU?
DR. RICHARDSON SAYS THAT JAN COULD GET WORSE AGAIN.
I'M THE ONE WHO SAVED HIS LIFE.
I CAN SAVE IT AGAIN.
BESS, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
I TOLD JAN STORIES-- STORIES ABOUT LOVE.
THAT WAS ALMOST LIKE BEING TOGETHER, HIM AND ME.
YOU SEE, LOVE CAN SAVE JAN.
HE MUST NOT FORGET ABOUT LOVE.
HE TOLD ME THAT.
HE TELLS ME WHAT TO DO.
BESS, I'M GLAD THAT YOU LISTENED TO JAN,
BUT DON'T LET HIM GAIN TOO MUCH POWER OVER YOU.
SICKNESS IS A MIGHTY POWER.
I'VE SAVED JAN.
DON'T TALK LIKE THAT. IT'S STUPID!
YOU ALWAYS SAID THAT I WASN'T STUPID.
WELL, YOU'RE STUPID IF YOU SAY THINGS LIKE THAT.
WHY ARE YOU SAYING I'M STUPID NOW?
BECAUSE I CAN SEE THAT YOU'RE DISAPPEARING
INTO A WORLD OF MAKE-BELIEVE,
AND IT WORRIES ME.
I USED TO GO MAD
WHEN PEOPLE CALLED YOU STUPID,
STUPID. BUT YOU
Dr. Richardson: WE'RE GOING TO PUT A DRAIN IN THIS AFTERNOON.
IT'LL BE MUCH EASIER TO GET THROUGH TO HIM.
DON'T WORRY. IT'S A VERY MINOR OPERATION.
Jan: ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME FEEL GUILTY?
Bess: WHAT MAKES YOU SAY THAT?
I THINK SHE'S TRYING TO MAKE ME FEEL GUILTY.
[JAN SIGHS]
COME HERE.
YOU LOOK FUCKING AWFUL.
WHY DO YOU DRESS LIKE THAT?
YOU DRESS LIKE A WIDOW.
I'M NOT EVEN DEAD YET.
MAYBE YOU WISH I WAS.
NO. NO, NO.
YOU HAVEN'T DONE WHAT I ASKED YOU TO DO.
I HAVE!
I ASKED YOU TO BE WITH A MAN.
I HAVE DONE THAT.
YOU CALL THAT BEING WITH A MAN?
I CALL IT A JOKE.
I LOVE YOU. I DON'T LOVE SOME OTHER MAN.
PROVE IT.
BESS, WHAT IS GOING ON?
ARE YOU SLEEPING WITH OTHER MEN TO FEED HIS SICK FANTASIES?
HE DID GET BETTER.
NO, HE DID NOT GET BETTER!
THAT'S JUST THE WAY IT GOES, BESS.
SOMETIMES HE'S BETTER; SOMETIMES HE'S WORSE.
IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH WHAT YOU'RE DOING. THAT'S ALL IN YOUR MIND.
HE IS MY HUSBAND, AND GOD HAS SAID THAT I MUST HONOR HIM.
WELL, IF THAT'S WHAT HONORING IS ALL ABOUT,
THEN I MUST HAVE SOMETHING WRONG.
WELL, YOU DON'T COME FROM AROUND HERE, DO YOU?
NO, AND I'M GLAD I DON'T.
WITH LOCALS TALKING-- IT MAKES ME SICK.
BUT YOU LIVE HERE, AND YOU GO TO THE CHURCH.
YES, BUT IT DON'T MEAN I DON'T LOOK AT THINGS ME OWN WAY.
WHY DON'T YOU MOVE, THEN? YOUR HUSBAND'S DEAD.
YOU KNOW VERY WELL WHY I DON'T MOVE.
I DON'T MOVE BECAUSE OF YOU.
A WOMAN HAS TO CHOOSE FOR HERSELF, BESS.
SHE HAS TO HAVE A MIND OF HER OWN.
NOW, WHAT YOU'RE DOING IS MAKING THINGS WORSE. IT'S NONSENSE.
HIS HEAD'S FULL OF SCARS.
HE'S UP TO HIS EYEBALLS IN DRUGS.
HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT HE'S SAYING.
AND HE DOESN'T KNOW.
I'M SORRY.
[MEEK VOICE] AM I GOING TO GO TO HELL?
[FIRM VOICE] WHOM DO YOU WANT TO SAVE-- YOURSELF OR JAN?
BESS.
[TURNS VACUUM OFF]
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME-- MOST UNLIKE YOU.
Minister: I MUST WARN YOU THAT THE LORD LOOKS WITH ANGER
UPON THOSE WHO FAIL HIM.
[TURNS VACUUM ON]
YOU'VE GOT TO LEND ME SOMETHING TO WEAR.
[MEN TALKING]
Man: A GOOD SHOT.
Man: ALL RIGHT. ALL RIGHT.
[POOL BALLS CLICK]
HELLO.
Man: GOOD SHOT.
HOW MUCH, DARLING?
1, 2, 3, UP.
OK. GOOD.
[MONITOR BEEPING]
Man: THANK YOU.
Dodo: I CAN'T HEAR THE BLOOD PRESSURE.
WE HAVE A FIBRILLATION.
CLEAR.
Dodo: STILL NO CHANGE.
OK. CLEAR.
CLEAR AGAIN, PLEASE.
GO ON.
CLEAR, PLEASE.
[MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY]
YES!
OH, YES!
ALL RIGHT.
GOOD WORK. GOOD WORK.
IT'S OK?
[BESS CRYING]
Dr. Richardson: HI, BESS.
BESS...
BESS, I THINK IT'S TIME WE HAD A LITTLE CHAT.
I LOVE YOU NO MATTER WHAT IS IN YOUR HEAD.
[DISHES CLATTERING]
SO YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO GIVE JAN
ELECTRIC SHOCK TREATMENT WHEN HIS HEART STOPPED
IN THE OPERATION YESTERDAY?
NO, WE DIDN'T.
IT WAS A PERFECTLY SIMPLE OPERATION.
AS YOU KNOW. WELL,
I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO SAY THAT.
YOU KNOW THAT VERY WELL.
Mother: I WANT A WORD WITH BESS ON HER OWN.
THANK YOU, DOROTHY.
I'M NOT GOING TO ASK YOU WHAT YOU'VE BEEN GETTING UP TO
BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOU LIE TO ME,
BUT AS LONG AS YOU ARE LIVING UNDER MY ROOF,
YOU ARE TO BEHAVE LIKE A DECENT HUMAN BEING.
I HAVE NEVER LIED TO YOU.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?
YES, MOTHER.
THIS IS VERY PAINFUL FOR ME.
YOUR GRANDFATHER CAN NO LONGER
HOLD HIS HAND OVER YOU WITH THE ELDERS.
I DON'T THINK YOU REALIZE WHAT THAT MEANS.
HAVE YOU ANY IDEA WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE CAST OUT?
YOU WILL HAVE NOTHING, BESS.
I'VE KNOWN STRONG MEN AND WOMEN
WITHER AWAY AFTER BEING CAST OUT.
NOW, YOU ARE NOT STRONG. YOU'RE A FEEBLE GIRL.
IT WOULD KILL YOU, BESS.
I'VE SAID ENOUGH.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Dodo: BESS. BESS.
CAN YOU COME DOWN A MINUTE, LOVE?
DR. RICHARDSON IS HERE.
HI, BESS.
HELLO.
[DOOR CLOSES]
HOW ARE YOU? CAN WE SIT DOWN?
UH-HUH.
BESS...
I THINK...I THINK YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF
INVOLVED IN SOMETHING
WHICH IS OUT OF YOUR CONTROL.
HAVE I?
COME ON, BESS.
YOU'RE NOT A KID ANYMORE.
LOOK, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE,
HE'S FORCING YOU TO GET SCREWED
BY EVERY TOM, DICK, AND HARRY.
IT'S JUST NOT YOU.
I DON'T MAKE LOVE WITH THEM.
I MAKE LOVE WITH JAN...
AND I SAVE HIM FROM DYING.
WELL, I'M SORRY, BUT YOU KNOW,
TO ME, HE SEEMS MORE LIKE A DIRTY OLD MAN
WHO WANTS TO PLAY THE PEEPING TOM.
SOMETIMES...
I DON'T EVEN HAVE TO TELL HIM ABOUT IT.
JAN AND ME...
WE HAVE A SPIRITUAL CONTACT.
GOD GIVES EVERYONE SOMETHING TO BE GOOD AT.
I'VE ALWAYS BEEN STUPID...
BUT I'M GOOD AT THIS.
GOD GIVES EVERYONE A TALENT.
AND WHAT'S JAN'S TALENT?
HE IS...
HE'S A GREAT LOVER.
WELL, WHAT'S-- WHAT'S MINE, THEN?
I DON'T KNOW.
HAVEN'T YOU FOUND IT YET?
I SEE.
AND WHAT'S YOUR TALENT, THEN, BESS? BECAUSE, UM...
OH, SURELY IT CAN'T BE BEING SCREWED
BY MEN YOU'VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE.
I CAN BELIEVE.
ARE YOU ANGRY NOW?
YES, I AM!
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, I'M ANGRY
BECAUSE YOU CAN'T SEE THAT HE'S MESSING YOU ABOUT.
HE'S THE ONE WHO'S SICK.
LOOK, WHAT HE'S DOING TO YOU IS SICK,
AND IT'S GETTING SICKER AND SICKER.
HE'S BECOMING MORE AND MORE OF A DANGER TO YOU
THE MORE THE FLUID RISES IN HIS...
LISTEN TO ME, FOR GOD'S SAKE!
DO YOU ALWAYS GET SO INVOLVED
IN YOUR PATIENTS' PROBLEMS, DR. RICHARDSON?
LISTEN TO ME, BESS.
I CARE FOR YOU.
I LOVE YOU, BESS.
YOU'RE VERY SPECIAL.
WILL YOU MOVE YOUR HANDS, PLEASE?
CERTAINLY.
DODO.
Bess: WILL YOU SHOW DR. RICHARDSON OUT, PLEASE?
Dr. Richardson: W-WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN NOW, BESS?
UM, HAS HE TOLD YOU ANY MORE
OF THE THOUGHTS HE'S HAD?
ANY MORE SERVICES FOR YOU TO PERFORM?
DON'T COME HERE AGAIN.
OH, HE HAS, HAS HE? AND WHAT'S IT GOING TO BE THIS TIME?
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO GIVE HIM TO SLOBBER OVER THIS TIME?
[MEEK VOICE] DEAR FATHER, WHAT'S GOING ON?
[WHIMPERING]
FATHER, WHERE ARE YOU?
[WOMEN LAUGHING]
THAT BOY SCARED ME.
HELLO.
CAN YOU TAKE ME OUT TO THE SHIPS?
CAN'T TAKE YOU OUT THERE.
THE OTHER GIRLS WOULDN'T LIKE IT.
BUT THEY CAN'T DO ALL THE SHIPS.
THEY DON'T HAVE TIME.
MAYBE NOT.
WHAT ABOUT THE BIG ONE?
I DON'T GO OUT TO THAT ONE ANYMORE.
GIRLS WON'T GO ABOARD.
WELL, THEN YOU CAN TAKE ME. NO HARM DONE.
Dr. Richardson: HOW ARE YOU FEELING, JAN?
WELL, I'VE FELT BETTER.
YEAH. YEAH.
UNFORTUNATELY, THE PERIODS
IN WHICH WE CAN GET THROUGH TO YOU
HAVE LATELY BECOME VERY RARE.
I'LL HAVE TO SEND YOU BACK TO GLASGOW
FOR A WHILE, I'M AFRAID.
I DON'T WANT ANY MORE...
OPERATIONS.
OF COURSE, IT'S ENTIRELY UP TO YOU,
BUT...
I HAVE TO SAY THAT YOUR CONDITION'S UNLIKELY TO IMPROVE
WITHOUT SURGERY.
WELL, IF YOU'VE MADE YOUR MIND UP ON THAT POINT,
UM, MAYBE IT'S TIME TO CONSIDER OTHER MATTERS.
I MEAN, WE SHOULD START THINKING ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE THAN JUST YOU.
BESS.
I'M GLAD YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M DRIVING AT.
YOUR...YOUR CONDITION'S BEEN--IT'S BEEN VERY HARD ON HER.
AND I CAN'T JUDGE WHY, BUT SHE'S SUFFERING
FROM DELUSIONS REGARDING YOUR CONDITION.
I HAVE TO BE BLUNT.
I DON'T THINK THAT SEEING YOU IS GOOD FOR HER.
I GUESS NOT.
I AM CONVINCED THAT THE BEST THING
WE CAN DO FOR HER RIGHT NOW
IS TO ADMIT HER AGAIN.
GET HER AWAY?
YES.
AS FAR AWAY AS POSSIBLE.
THINK THAT'S NECESSARY?
LISTEN, IF YOU DON'T WANT SURGERY,
THE INDICATIONS ARE THAT WE WILL ENTER A PROLONGED PERIOD
IN WHICH YOU WILL BE MORE AND MORE AFFECTED BY YOUR CONDITION.
[SIGH]
THE POORLIER YOU ARE, THE MORE DETRIMENTAL YOUR INFLUENCE ON BESS.
I'VE DRAWN UP SOME PAPERS GIVING ME THE AUTHORITY TO DETAIN HER
UNDER THE PROVISIONS OF THE MENTAL HEALTH ACT.
I'LL NEED YOUR CONSENT.
Dodo: YOU'RE GOING TO SECTION BESS?
IT'S THE ONLY WAY I CAN GET HER TREATED.
TELL ME, DR. RICHARDSON, DOES...
DOES THIS MEAN I WILL NEVER SEE HER AGAIN?
Dr. Richardson: TO BE REALISTIC, YES.
IT'S JUST THERE AT THE BOTTOM.
Dr. Richardson: YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO HELP HER.
COME ON, JAN.
Deep Purple: ?? IF YOU'VE BEEN BAD ??
?? LORD, I BET YOU HAVE ??
? ?? AND YOU'VE NOT BEEN HIT ?
?? YOU'VE NOT BEEN HIT BY FLYING LEAD ??
?? YOU'D BETTER CLOSE YOUR EYES ??
?? YOU'D BETTER BOW YOUR HEAD ??
?? WAIT FOR THE RICOCHET ??
?? OOH OOH OOH ??
?? OOH OOH OOH OOH ??
[CLANG CLANG]
HOW DO I GET BACK?
I'LL KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR YOU.
HELLO.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
I WANT THAT YOU DO IT WITH THE SAILOR AND I WATCH.
OK.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
IT'S OK.
ALL RIGHT. COME HERE, YOU.
NO!
Sailor: THERE WE GO, EH?
YEAH. THAT'S BETTER.
COME ON DOWN.
YEAH.
YOU LIKE IT LIKE THIS, EH?
OH, PLEASE. CAN I GO HOME NOW?
NO. NO. CAN I GO HOME NOW?
PLEASE, I DON'T WANT-- STAY STILL.
NO. PLEASE.
NO. NO. PLEASE. PLEASE.
STAY STILL, I SAID.
[BESS CRYING]
STAY STILL, I SAID.
[SCREAMING]
NO.
AAH!
BITCH!
I'M GOING TO SHOOT YOU.
YOU WILL, HUH?
I'M GOING TO SHOOT YOU.
YOU THINK SO?
YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO USE THAT THING.
NOBODY WILL BELIEVE A HOOKER!
Man: BECAUSE THERE IS ONLY ONE THING FOR US,
SINNERS THAT WE ARE,
TO ACHIEVE PERFECTION IN THE EYES OF GOD...
THROUGH UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
FOR THE WORD THAT IS WRITTEN,
THROUGH UNCONDITIONAL LOVE FOR THE LAW.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE SAYING.
HOW CAN YOU LOVE A WORD?
LOVE WORDS.
YOU CANNOT BE IN LOVE WITH A WORD.
YOU CAN LOVE ANOTHER HUMAN BEING.
THAT'S PERFECTION.
NO WOMAN SPEAKS HERE.
BESS McNEILL, THE KIRK SESSION
HAS DECIDED THIS DAY THAT HENCEFORTH,
YOU SHALL NO LONGER HAVE ACCESS TO THIS KIRK.
THEY WHO KNOW YOU SHALL NOT KNOW YOU.
PLEASE, LET ME STAY! PLEASE!
BEGONE, BESS McNEILL, FROM THE HOUSE OF GOD.
[DOOR OPENS]
HELLO, BESS.
YOU'RE--YOU'RE COMING WITH US.
WE'RE GOING TO GLASGOW.
Dodo: BESS, THEY'RE GOING TO TAKE YOU
BACK INTO HOSPITAL JUST FOR A LITTLE BIT.
IT'S FOR YOUR OWN GOOD.
I WANT TO SEE JAN.
I WANT TO SEE MY HUSBAND.
I KNOW, BUT NOT NOW, BESS.
IT'S FOR YOUR OWN GOOD, BESS.
MOTHER CAN'T HAVE ME ADMITTED--
NOT NOW THAT I'M MARRIED.
BESS, IT WASN'T MOTHER THAT SIGNED THE PAPER.
IT WAS JAN.
YOU LIAR!
COME ALONG, BESS.
JAN!
DODO, HOW CAN YOU DO THIS?
YOU HAD A HUSBAND, TOO, ONCE.
YOUR LOVE COULD HAVE SAVED HIM, IF ONLY YOU'D TRIED!
JAN!
Bess: JAN!
[DOOR CLOSES]
OK, BESS. LET'S GO.
OH, FUCK!
RYAN, SHE'S NOT HERE!
HELLO.
Boy: WHO'S A TART?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
WHO'S A TART?
Boys: TART! TART!
I CAN'T OPEN THE DOOR.
[KNOCKS ON DOOR]
MOTHER?
PLEASE. PLEASE, MOTHER, OPEN THE DOOR!
Bess: PLEASE, OPEN THE DOOR!
[BESS CRYING]
MOTHER!
I'LL BE GOOD. I'LL BE REALLY, REALLY GOOD.
I'LL BE REALLY GOOD. OH, PLEASE, OPEN.
PLEASE GO AWAY.
STOP IT! GO AWAY.
YOU JUST GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME!
WHO'S A TART?
AWAY WITH YOU.
STOP ALL THIS RACKET OUTSIDE THE HOUSE OF GOD.
COME ON! ON YOU GO.
WHAT'S HAPPENED?
BESS.
BESS!
BESS, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT, LOVE?
BESS, IT'S DODO.
OH, BESSIE.
JAN IS DYING.
I--I WASN'T TO TELL YOU.
I WASN'T TO TELL YOU.
NO. IT'S GOOD YOU TOLD ME.
I KNOW YOU LOVE ME.
I HAVE TO GO.
IS THERE ANYTHING I CAN DO FOR YOU?
ANYTHING AT ALL?
YES.
I'D LIKE YOU TO GO TO JAN
TO BE CUREDR HIM
AND TO RISE FROM HIS BED AND WALK.
WILL YOU TAKE ME TO THE BIG SHIP?
AGAIN?
ARE YOU SURE?
[MEEK VOICE] FATHER, WHY AREN'T YOU WITH ME?
WITH YOU, BESS. [FIRM VOICE] I WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?
[MEEK VOICE] WHERE WERE YOU?
[FIRM VOICE] OH, DON'T YOU THINK I HAVE OTHER PEOPLE
WHO WANT TO TALK TO ME?
[MEEK VOICE] WELL, OF COURSE. I HADN'T THOUGHT OF THAT.
[FIRM VOICE] THERE'S THIS SILLY LITTLE THING CALLED BESS
WHO KEEPS ON WANTING ME TO TALK TO HER,
SO MY WORK'S BEEN PILING UP A BIT.
[MEEK VOICE] BUT YOU'RE WITH ME NOW?
[FIRM VOICE] OF COURSE I AM, BESS. YOU KNOW THAT.
[BELL CLANGING]
THANK YOU.
[FOOTSTEPS]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
UM, I'M SORRY. DO YOU NEED ME?
NO. THAT'S ALL RIGHT. STAY THERE.
BESS ASKED ME TO PRAY.
FOR WHAT?
FOR JAN'S LIFE.
FOR A MIRACLE.
YEAH. THAT WOULD BE A MIRACLE.
DEAR GOD,
I PRAY THAT JAN GETS BETTER,
THAT HE RISES FROM HIS BED AND WALKS.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
SISTER McNEILL HERE.
WE'LL MAKE YOU BETTER.
WHERE'S JAN? I'D LIKE TO SEE HIM.
NO. NOT NOW, LOVE.
YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE AN OPERATION NOW.
I WANT TO SEE HIM.
NOT NOW, LOVE. YOU NEED AN OPERATION.
NO. I'VE GOT TO SEE JAN.
PLEASE, DODO.
ALL RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT. STOP. SHE WANTS TO SEE JAN.
I'M GOING TO TAKE HER TO SEE JAN.
COME ON. OUT OF THE WAY, FOR GOD'S SAKE.
HELP ME. COME ON.
MOVE, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!
ALL RIGHT. ALL RIGHT.
THERE YOU GO. THERE YOU ARE.
YOU CAN SEE HIM NOW, CAN'T YOU?
HOW IS HE...
HOW'S HE DOING?
Bess: IS HE NOT ANY BETTER?
Dodo: NO. NO, HE'S NOT.
OH. I THOUGHT HE MIGHT BE BETTER NOW.
HMM.
MAYBE I WAS WRONG AFTER ALL.
OK, LET'S GET INSIDE.
HERE. TAKE THOSE.
TAPE.
OK, TAKE CARE. LET'S GO. 1, 2, 3.
THERE WE GO.
IT'S ALL RIGHT, LOVE.
NOW, BESS, DO YOU KNOW ME?
YEAH.
PULSE: 90.
WHAT HAPPENED? DO YOU KNOW?
Dodo: NO.
Woman: PRESSURE ON 100.
GET THE BLOOD PRESSURE.
100.
Dodo: IT WILL BE ALL RIGHT, LOVE.
IT WILL BE ALL RIGHT.
Dr. Richardson: CAN I HAVE A LOOK AT HER BACK?
THERE WE GO.
OK. HAND ME THE SCISSORS.
YES.
ALL RIGHT.
MOTHER.
OH, MOTHER.
HERE SHE IS.
BESSIE.
BESS.
I'M SORRY THAT I COULD NOT BE GOOD, MOTHER.
THAT'S ALL RIGHT, BESSIE.
YOUR GRANDFATHER'S SORRY HE COULDN'T COME.
WILL YOU TELL HIM THAT I LOVE HIM?
I AM GLAD THAT YOU CAME, MOTHER.
Dr. Richardson: BLOOD PRESSURE.
IT WILL BE ALL RIGHT.
Woman: IT'S GOING DOWN.
2 UNITS NOW. 2 UNITS IMMEDIATELY.
2 UNITS.
OK, WE'RE JUST GOING TO LOWER YOU DOWN
A LITTLE BIT NOW, ALL RIGHT, BESS?
THERE WE GO.
THAT WAS EASY, WASN'T IT?
GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT.
OH. OH. DODO, HOLD ME.
HERE I AM. I'M HOLDING.
IT'S ALL RIGHT, LOVE. I'M HERE. I'M HERE.
I'M AFRAID.
I KNOW. I KNOW.
JAN?
JAN!
SHH. NOW, SHH.
I'M FRIGHTENED.
IT'S... IT'S ALL WRONG.
Woman: NO PULSE.
BESS?
Dr. Richardson: STAND CLEAR. STAND CLEAR!
CLEAR. CLEAR.
WHAT?
[MONITOR EMITTING STEADY TONE]
IT'S GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT.
THAT'S A GOOD GIRL. COME ON.
OK. YOU CAN STOP NOW.
WHAT? WHAT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
SHE'S GONE, DODO. SHE'S GONE.
NO.
SHE'S GONE.
BESS. BESS. LISTEN TO ME.
I'M SORRY.
OH, I'M SORRY.
Dr. Richardson whispering: Dodo.
[CRYING]
NO!
COME ON, DODO. LET'S GO!
COME ON.
Dodo: I'M SORRY!
Elton John: ?? IT'S A LITTLE BIT FUNNY ??
?? THIS FEELING INSIDE ??
?? I'M NOT ONE OF THOSE WHO CAN ??
?? EASILY HIDE ??
?? DON'T HAVE MUCH MONEY ??
?? BUT, BOY, IF I DID ??
?? I'D BUY A BIG HOUSE WHERE ??
?? WE BOTH COULD LIVE ??
?? IF I WAS A SCULPTOR ??
?? HA, BUT THEN AGAIN NO ??
?? OR A MAN WHO MAKES POTION S IN THE ??
?? TRAVELING SHOW, I ??
?? KNOW IT'S NOT MUCH ??
?? BUT IT'S THE BEST I CAN DO ??
? ?? MY GIFT IS MY SONG, AND ?
?? THIS ONE'S FOR YOU ??
?? AND YOU CAN TELL EVERYBODY ??
?? THIS IS YOUR SONG ??
? ?? IT MAY BE QUITE SIMPLE, BUT ?
?? NOW THAT IT'S DONE... ??
YOU DESCRIBE THE DECEASED AS "AN IMMATURE, UNSTABLE PERSON,
"A PERSON WHO, DUE TO THE TRAUMA OF HER HUSBAND'S ILLNESS,
"GAVE WAY IN OBSESSIVE FASHION
TO AN EXAGGERATED, PERVERSE FORM OF SEXUALITY."
WOULD YOU LIKE TO CLARIFY THAT TO THE INQUIRY?
THAT'S WHAT I WROTE.
YES. THAT'S WHAT IT SAYS.
CAN I HAVE A GLASS OF WATER, PLEASE?
GET DR. RICHARDSON A GLASS OF WATER.
THANK YOU.
Man: LISTEN, MAN, YOU HAD THE DECEASED IN YOUR CARE.
THE COURT WOULD LIKE TO HEAR THE MEDICAL FACTS.
IF--IF YOU'D, UM, IF YOU WERE TO ASK ME AGAIN
TO WRITE... UM...THE CONCLUSION, THEN...
INSTEAD OF WRITING "NEUROTIC"
OR, UM, "PSYCHOTIC," THEN I MIGHT...
JUST, UM, USE A WORD LIKE...
"GOOD."
GOOD?
YES.
YOU WISH THE RECORDS OF THIS COURT
TO STATE THAT IN YOUR MEDICAL OPINION,
THE DECEASED WAS SUFFERING FROM BEING "GOOD"?
PERHAPS THIS WAS THE PSYCHOLOGICAL DEFECT
THAT LED TO HER DEATH.
IS THAT WHAT WE SHALL WRITE, DR. RICHARDSON?
NO.
Dr. Richardson: OF COURSE NOT.
Man: VERY WELL, THEN.
PERHAPS WE SHOULD STICK TO YOUR ORIGINAL STATEMENT THEN, DOCTOR.
YES.
I THINK THAT EVERYTHING THERE IS TO SAY
ABOUT BESS McNEILL HAS BEEN SAID ALREADY.
WE HAVE AGREED TO SANCTION HER BURIAL,
BUT THERE CAN BE NO FUNERAL SERVICE.
THE FACT THAT SOME OF US KNEW THE DECEASED GIRL WELL
CANNOT BE ALLOWED TO INFLUENCE THE FORM OF HER BURIAL.
BESS McNEILL'S FUNERAL MUST BE THE SAME
AS ANYONE ELSE OF HER KIND.
THE BODY WILL BE RELEASED BY THE AUTHORITIES SOMETIME THIS WEEK.
I'VE OBTAINED PERMISSION FROM THE ELDERS TO BURY BESS...
BUT...I CANNOT DEVIATE FROM THE PRINCIPLES THAT APPLY TO FUNERALS HERE.
I MUST SAY ABOUT BESS WHAT MUST BE SAID.
OK. COME ON.
WHERE'S JAN? HAS HE GONE DOWN THERE YET?
I DON'T KNOW.
HAVE YOU SEEN JAN?
Minister: BESS McNEILL, YOU ARE A SINNER,
AND FOR YOUR SINS, YOU ARE CONSIGNED TO HELL.
NOT ONE OF YOU HAS THE RIGHT
TO CONSIGN BESS TO HELL.
TERRY, IT'S TIME.
LET'S DO IT.
GET UP, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE.
COME ON, MAN.
COME ON.
TAKE GOOD CARE OF HER.
[CRYING]
COME ON, JAN. YOU GOT TO LET HER GO.
[SPLASH]
BESS!
JAN.
JAN, HEY.
WHAT? WHAT'S THE MATTER?
COME ON. COME ON.
I WANT TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING.
YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE IT.
WHAT?
COME ON.
PLEASE.
HERE. LET'S GO.
PIM! PIM, COME ON!
YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE IT.
HA HA HA!
HEY, PIM, COME ON. CHECK THIS OUT.
CHECK THIS THING OUT, MAN.
YOU SEE ANYTHING?
THERE'S NOTHING OUT THERE.
I'VE TRIED ALL THE FUCKING RANGES,
AND THERE'S NOTHING THERE.
I JUST WANTED TO BE SURE. COME ON.
[CHURCH BELLS RINGING]
[RINGING]