John Fords Tis Pity Shes a Whore-2
knowed we did wrong.
Joowards farmhouse.
ANNIE-BELLE: I count myself fortunate to have found forgiveness.
JO are you going to tell Daddy?
ANNIE-BELLE: Im going out .
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Could knoy? -- so?
Or does t come on you, to prove treacherous
to your past vohs?
Annabella:
At my calamity.
EXtERIOR. FARMhOUSE. DAY
JO ?
Annie-Belle nods,
JOhNNY: By yourself?
Annie-Belle shakes her head.
JOh him?
Annie-Belle nods.
Jos hand on porch rail, bends forward, hiding his face.
ANNIE-BELLE: It is for t.
Ss for ricates herself.
tle; contents of bottle run out on grass.
ANNIE-BELLE: It was wrong, w we did.
JO about . . .
ANNIE-BELLE: It s ever tle t never see it. Forget everything. Youll find yourself a woman, youll marry.
Jo and clasps o him.
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