Amy! I haven't seen you here since your schooldays.
Your friend, if that's the reason you're here, wasn't at the service.
Amy! Forgive me, I am out of the time to be with you.
You're with me now.
Their faces are so hard. Their eyes... like glass.
I do not understand this. I do not.
- I don't care to understand them. - But we need... yes!
I eat with them, I work with them. But I do not live with them.
And I don't need to understand them.
How did you know I'm here?
"In memory of that valiant company -
- who sailed to find a new world, and died in sight of this ground. "
Beautiful words, I think, -
- but for who it is? Who is dead?
It's for the ship. Your ship.
My ship? My ship is in America!
Your ship was swallowed up by the sea.
No one was left alive... except you.
Stefan? All the children?
They're all here.
Don't be sad, my beauty. Come with me.
This is where I live.
- Do you like my home? - These things, how did you get?
They're the gifts of the sea. I never know when they'll come.
But they are always beautiful.
You came from the sea.
- I'm glad it's not my daughter. - I expect they'll have to be wed.
- There's been no talk of marriage. - Foreigners treat women queerly.
The worldly-wise wheelwright! He's never been further than Truro.
What do you know about foreigners? Or women?
All I'm saying is these gypsies do take advantage.
He's cast a glamour over her. That's what they do.
But if they do get wed, she won't learn anything she doesn't know.
- What do you mean by that? - You'll miss the money, too!
- She gives her wages to her mother. - Take no notice.
What does my Amy already know?
All I'm saying is, things have been seen. Not speculations, things.
- This afternoon, by Wreckers' Cave. - I'll teach you a lesson!
Gentlemen! Ain't it someone else needs teaching a lesson?
Amy!
You're think you're it, don't you? Hobnobbing with the doctor!
Laying your filthy hands on my daughter!
Father, stop it! Leave him alone!
Leave him go. Leave him alone!
Stop it!
Leave him alone! Father, not the sea!
Father!
I'll put you back out in the sea, with the rest of them!
Yanko!
Father!
Yanko, my dear fellow!
Careful. Amy, you wait for us in the parlor. Please, I must tend him.
I can guess who did this. But why?
They said I was to stay away.
They said if I married her, they would put me back in the sea.
- Marry who? - Why, Amy!
Amy?
- Foster's girl? - Yes. I have been walking with her.
You did not know this?
- Has she agreed to marry? - I have not asked, but I will.
- You're sure of what you're doing? - It is the wish of my heart.
I'm not an expert in these things. Close your eye.
But you should be aware that Amy has always been a little strange.
Strange? Explain me.
Her mother brought her to me when she was nine.
She'd been at school for three years but still couldn't read or write.
Almost done.
So I examined the child.
I could find no cause, so I presumed she was slow of mind.
But the next week, to the amazement of all, she began to read and write.
Perfectly adequately, too. She kept it up for a month.
And then she stopped.
And as far as anyone knows, she has not picked up pen or paper since.
You're not happy for me!
I'm always happy to see a friend follow the wish of his heart.
I have found my true gold.
Then you must hold on to it.
You must rest here till you're fit. I'll show you to your room.
Where is Amy?
You inhaled a lot of sea water. Your lungs will be vulnerable.
- I'll take him. - To the Swaffers? No, that's miles.
I'll care for him.
Kennedy, thank you for your care.
You have made me well.
Very well.
Foster, you are beneath my contempt. And your daughter's.
The rest of you all saw the bodies of that man's companions, -
- laid out in hundreds by the church in which you pretend to pray!
You have disgraced this community.
Bear in mind, as you swill your ale and tell your filthy tales, -
- that to take part in mob violence is as low as a man can fall!
- I've had enough of this. - Don't threaten me, blacksmith!
If it were not for my vocation, I'd give you the thrashing you deserve.
Goodnight, gentlemen.
And so, Sir and Miss, -
- I ask to be given your permission to marry Miss Amy Foster.
Well... he won't get any other girl to marry him.
Go to Darnford today. Ask my good brother-in-law to pay us a visit.
Tom, get my horse.
Mary, take no notice. Let people say what they want!
No good will come of this!
- Mary, Isaac... - Excuse us for bothering you.
Amy, you're coming home this instant, do you hear?
No!
Leave her be? Isaac, I'll protect you no longer!
I was carrying you before he laid hands on me. For his father!
I slaved for them, like you slave for this lot.
And they both had their fill. The father and the son.
Isaac's father is your father. Isaac is your brother!
See? Not a word, not a tear!
Bad you were conceived, and bad you've remained.
Come on, Mary.
Come on.
Amy ain't here. Perhaps she did go back to her mother's after all.
Foster said she'd be at the Smiths' all night.
No!
Bad you were conceived, and bad you'll remain.
Amy!
Quick!
They've taken my home!
Whatever they do to us, whatever they take from us, I'm your home!
And you're mine.
I've been looking for you.
Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that the only decent suit you own?
We'll have to find you another. That one certainly won't do.
And you'll be needing some flowers, Miss Foster.
Jump on board, then. You too, Miss Foster.
Go on, then.
Come, my beauty.
Well, get down.
Go on!
My goodness! You look like you've come from the wars.
Well... here.
REASSIGNMENT
Please...
My father-in-law, Mr. Swaffer, has asked me to expedite this deed.
This cottage, and the apportioned acre of land, are made over to you.
In absolute property, -
- without limits of time, and with full and proper rights of ownership.
- Please...? - The house is yours. And the land.
- Are you happy, my love? - So happy!
Thank you.
- Thank you, sir. - Don't thank me.
It was the daughter's idea.
- Thank you. - Now, can we all please go home?
Amy Foster, will you be married to me?
...pour upon you the riches of his grace, and sanctify and bless you, -
- that you may please Him and live together until your lives end.
Would you now step forward and sign the register?
Mind that slave-driver Swaffer. Don't let him take advantage of you.
And pop round and see us from time to time.
Amy...
Pay no attention to the missus. She's just sorry to see you go.
Thank you, Mr. Smith.
We are the lucky ones.
You have a son!
- And they are waiting for you. - Thank you.
He told me he wants to see the sea.
Will you show him for me?
My little baby... my little boy.
I will show you the sea.
The sea!
- It's a bastard, that baby! - It's got a tail!
- Go away. - She's a witch!
Gypsy, gypsy...!
Go away!
- What's going on here? - She slapped him.
Never come near my baby again! Any of you!
Amy... What is wrong?
What has happened?
Yanko...
It's been a while since you've called on me.
I pay my way. I work my work.
I take nothing. Then why still the hating?
- Because you come from far away. - Everyone comes from somewhere!
It seems without sense, I know, but to them you are strange.
It forms a gulf between you and them.
I do not understand, but for me, I accept. I'm strong.
But for Amy and our boy, I do not accept.
Amy is different, too.
And I would like my boy to talk my own tongue.
- That seems natural enough. - But I don't want it to harm him.
I don't want to make him alone, to make him different.
It would grieve me if you were to go but perhaps you should leave here.
Amy, now, is home. And she is here.
But my boy, yes. My boy will leave when he's a man.
I don't want him to farm and herd sheep like me!
I want him to be... like you.
Like me? I'd certainly think twice about that!
I want him to have the learning of great men, -
- and to love the mystery of the universe, like you.
- You will help him? - I'd be proud to.
Yes?
Yes!
Then... all is good.
It's not healthy to be too isolated. You should come and visit me.
I've missed our conversations. And my chess is no better.
- And Amy? - Amy?
Is Amy to visit with me?
It wasn't what I had in mind, but yes...
- You do not like Amy. - Yanko, that's not true.
- It's true. I've seen your eyes. - I bear Amy no malice at all.
I just don't think she'd be a very good companion over dinner.
- Yanko! - Thank you, Doctor!
Yanko...
It was a hard winter.
And his lungs were vulnerable, yet he was very tough.
He was homesick. Physiologically, that made the fateful difference.
Amy was his home. He survived the horror of the wreck.
He learned our tongue, endured hatred and violence, -
- and earned his property, because he found his home in Amy Foster.
- As she found her home in him. - She did not take care for him.
Sit down.
Please.
You cannot imagine how much she took care for him.
Be still, my love.
Yanko, Yanko...
You! Take that cough on home.
And keep warm. Go on. Home.
What a night! There's sickness all over the parish.
He keeps saying something, I don't know what.
- I can't understand what he says. - He has pneumonia.
His fever is making him senseless.
Can't you ask someone to come in? Just for tonight?
Please, sir, nobody seems to care to come.
The fever will get worse before it breaks.
Keep him covered, sponge his brow. Give him plenty of fluids, -
- and this. It will help the fever a little.
There's some opium in it, to give him some rest.
Two tablespoons, every six hours.
I must go now. I've another fifteen miles to make.
Mr. Swaffer might come over, sir. If you were to ask him.
I'm afraid I must go in the opposite direction.
I'll be back. About half past three.
Give me my baby boy...
You must take this. Kennedy said so. Kennedy...
I'm here, my love. And Stefan... your little man.
We'll take care of you.
Kennedy is coming. Kennedy!
- It's Doctor Kennedy. - Get that thing out of my way!
The wagon's broken down in the mud. We can't get it out, it's too heavy.
Then lighten the load, man!
For God's sake... Give me some water.
Yanko, English.
You must speak English. I don't know what you want.
Give me some water.
Just some water.
A glass of water, that's all I ask for.
Is it you, Mother?
The sun is so hot, and I've been working all day...
- Give me some water! - I don't know what you're saying.
Only this... Help me!
Why are you doing this to me?
I am your husband, we are one family.
Please! I don't know what you want. I don't know how to help you.
- Give me some water. - No!
You mustn't harm the baby.
I won't let you.
Tell me what you want. Just tell me what you want!
- Give me some water! - Don't!
Now, I say, now! That's all I ask for.
Mother!
My husband has taken sick. Very sick.
I need someone to help me sit with him.
You never thought to bring our grandson before.
- You never invited us. - Then ask Swaffer. I expect he has.
Swaffer's is six miles! The Smiths', even further.
That draught'll be the death of us! Who is it?
Just a gypsy woman selling curses.
I always loved you, Mama.
Even if you could never love me.
Stop! Please, sir, stop! Please!
What are you doing out here with that poor infant?
- Do you want to kill him? - Please, my husband is very sick.
- I need you to help me. - I have my own to look after.
Get that baby indoors. Driver!
- Amy... we'd better go. - Go to your husband.
Your babe will be safe.
Yanko!
Gone... She is gone.
I must get my bag. I will be back in a moment.
- Where is she? - I don't know.
Did I do something wrong?
- Does she not love me anymore? - I don't know...
- That is, I'm sure... - I only asked for a little water.
Only a little water.
Excuse me, I must get my bag.
I would change nothing, my love.
My gold! I would change nothing.
Nor would I.
We are the lucky ones.
Yanko. Yanko!
Why did you leave him? Did you not listen to a word I said?
Why did you let him die?
All he wanted was a drink of water. Just water!
That brave adventurer, who had crossed a gulf to love her, -
- lay cold and lifeless in her arms.
Yet Amy Foster uttered not a word.
Now that he is no longer before her eyes to excite her imagination, -
- her memory of him seems to have vanished, -
- as a shadow passes from a screen.
I have asked myself, is his image as utterly gone from her mind -
- as his lithe and striding figure is gone from our fields?
Doctor! Doctor Kennedy, how can you say that?
How could you even think it? A man like you!
Did you not have your own family once?
That was many lifetimes ago, Miss Swaffer.
So, you have wiped your own shadows from the screen?
Did your own love blind you to hers?
You carry more for all of us than any one man should.
You will take care for them, won't you?
Thank you, Miss Swaffer...
...for our conversation.
Amy... hello.
Amy...
I have wronged you. Grievously.
And I have no excuse.
Will you forgive me?
Who will forgive me?
I do.
I do... as did he.
I will love him until the end of the world.
Mama, look at me! Come out here.
Mama!
Looking at her now, -
- I know why he was cast out by the sea to die on this hostile shore.
He came across the world to love and be loved by Amy Foster.
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