her up for you.
FALK: Donât touch anything I own! [ Pause. ] What were you doinâ that night I caught you with her by the river? You got backbone enough to tell me that?
DAVID [ recalls ]: Oh . . . we were kids then . . . just talkinâ, thatâs all.
FALK: You never come and ask me if she could talk to you. You come sneakinâ every time, like a rat through the fences.
DAVID: Well . . . Hess was always scared to ask you, and I . . . I guess I got it from her.
FALK: Youâre scared of me now too, and you know why, Beeves? Nobody but me knows what you are.
DAVID: Why, what am I?
FALK: Youâre a lost soul, a lost man. You donât know the nights Iâve watched you, sittinâ on the river ice, fishinâ through a holeâalone, alone like an old man with a boyâs face. Or makinâ you a fire in Keldonâs woods where nobody could see. And that Sunday night you nearly burned down the church . . .
DAVID: I was nowhere near the church that night . . . !
FALK: It couldnât have been nobody else! When the church burned there never was a sign from God that was so clear.
AMOS: He was down in the cellar with me when the church burned.
FALK [ looks at AMOS]: I am not blind. [ Turns back to DAVID.] The man Hester marries is gonna know what heâs about. Heâs gonna be a steady man that I can trust with what I brought forth in this world. Heâs gonna know his God, heâs gonna know where he came from and where heâs goinâ. You ainât that man. [ He turns to go. ]
DAVID: Iâm marryinâ Hester, Mr. Falk. [FALK stops, turns. ] Iâm sorry, but weâre going to marry.
FALK: Beeves, if you ever step onto my land again, Iâll put a bullet through you, may God write my words . . . I donât fool, Beeves. Donât go near her again. [ Points to SHORY.] No man who could find a friend in that lump of corruption is going to live in my daughterâs house. [ He starts to go again. ]
DAVID: Iâm marryinâ Hester, Mr. Falk! Weâre gonna do it!
FALK: Youâll sleep with your shroud first, Beeves. Iâm old enough to know what Iâll do. Stay away! He goes to the right edge of the stage, and hesitates, looking off right in the direction of his stalled car. DAVID starts doubtfully toward him, looking over his shoulder.
SHORY [ rolling down the ramp ]: Let him start it himself! Donât be a damned fool! FALK hurries out.
PAT [ pointing right ]: Maybe you ought to give him a push.
SHORY: Not on your life! [ He pushes himself between DAVE and the door. ] Get away from there, go on!
DAVID [ looking off right all the time ]: Shory . . . heâs going . . . what can I say to him . . . [ Starts to go right. ] Iâll help him.
SHORY [ pushes him back ]: Get away! [ Calling off right. ] Thatâs it, Grandpa, push it . . . push it! Harder, you crazy bastard, itâs only half a mile! Go ahead, harder! [ Laughs wildly, mockingly. ]
DAVID [ wrenches the chair around ]: Stop it!
SHORY: You canât talk to that man! Youâre through, you damned fool.
DAVID [ suddenly ]: Come on, Ame, weâll pick up Hester on the road before he gets home. Iâm going to do it tonight, by God . . .
AMOS [ in ecstasy at the thought of action, he wings the ball across the stage ]. Letâs go!
PAT [ grabs DAVID]: No, Dave . . .
DAVID [ furiously ]: No, I gotta do it, Dad!
PAT: I forbid it. [ To AMOS.] I forbid you to go. [ To DAVID.] Sheâs his daughter and heâs got a right, David.
DAVID: What right has he got! She wants me!
PAT: Then let her break from him. Thatâs not your province.
DAVID: Sheâs scared to death of him! The whole thing is between me and Hester. I donât understand why I canât have that girl!
SHORY [ sardonically ]: Must there be a reason?
DAVID [ he stops for an instant as though a light flashed on him ]: Yes, there has to be a reason! I did everything a man could