Since DOGVILLE (2001 directed by Lars von Trier) is one of the BEST, if not the BEST picture, artwork, and study in morals, ethics, psychology and the abyss of the human being as such, I'd like to upload my favorite scene which is - of course - the last part of the movie, before Grace (played by Nicole Kidman) takes her consequences, and has this fantastic dialogue with her father, the big mafia boss, played by the wonderful James Caan.

* HAVE FUN & ENLIGHTENMENT *

* Ailen Roc *

Part of the ORIGINAL SCRIPT

Grace was no expert in exclusive automobiles
Yet, she recognized with no difficulty
the sound of the vehicle that was rounding the corner from Canyon Road
at that very moment.
Alas, in Grace's memory the legendary purr of the Cadillac series C
was inextricably linked with another rather less sophisticated sound that of gunfire directed against her person.


Grace to her father:

Don't you need to justify your actions
before you shoot us
That's new
That could be interpreted
as weakness, Daddy...
l'm disappointed in you!

Father to Grace:

l'm not gonna shoot anybody

Grace to her father:

You shot at me before

Father to Grace:

Yes
l'm sorry, l regret that
You ran away
But shooting at you
certainly didn't help matters
Of course not
You're, far, far too stubborn..


Grace to her father:

lf you don't want to kill me
then why did you come?

Father to Grace:

Our last conversation
the one in which you told me
what it was you didn't like about me
never really concluded
as you ran away
l should be allowed to tell you
what l don't like about you
That l believe
would be a rule
of polite conversation, you know

Grace to her father:

That's why you showed up?

Father to Grace:

And you call me stubborn..


Grace to her father:

You're sure
you're not here to force me
to go back and
become like you?


Father to Grace:

lf l thought there was a chance
of forcing you
but of course
that will never happen
You are more
more than welcome
to return home and
become my daughter again
anytime and
l would even begin to
share my power and responsibility
with you if you did ..
Not that you care...


Grace to her father:

So what is it?
What is it, the thing...
the thing that you don't like about me?

Father to Grace:

lt was a word you used
that provoked me
You called me arrogant.

Grace to her father:

To plunder
as it were a God given right
l'd call that arrogant, daddy!

Father to Grace:

But that is exactly
what l don't like about you
lt is you that is arrogant!

Grace to her father:

That's what you came here say?
l'm not the one passing
judgment, Daddy, you are

Father to Grace:

No, you do not pass judgment
because you sympathize with them
A deprived childhood
and a homicide really isn't
necessarily a homicide, right?

The only thing you can blame
is circumstances
Rapists and murderers
may be the victims
according to you,
but l call them dogs
and if they're lapping up
their own vomit
the only way to stop them
is with the lash.

Grace to her father:

But dogs only obey their own nature
So why shouldn't we forgive them?

Father to Grace:

Dogs can be taught
many useful things
but not if we forgive them every time
they obey their own nature.

Grace to her father:

So, l'm arrogant
l'm arrogant because
l forgive people?

Father to Grace:

My God
Can't you see how condescending
you are when you say that?
You have this preconceived notion
that nobody, listen, that nobody can't possibly attain
the same high ethical standards as you
so you exonerate them
l can not think of anything
more arrogant than that
You, my child...
my dear child
you forgive others with excuses
that you would never in the world
permit for yourself.

Grace to her father:

Why shouldn't l be merciful?
Why?

Father to Grace:

No, no, no You should,
you should be merciful
when there is time to be merciful
But you must maintain
your own standard
You owe them that
You owe them that
The penalty you deserve
for your transgressions
they deserve for their transgressions..

Grace to her father:

- they are human beings

Father to Grace:

- No, no, no
Does every human being need to be
accountable for their actions?
Of course they do
But you don't even give them
that chance
And that is extremely arrogant
l love you, l love you
l love you to death
But you are the most
arrogant person l have ever met
And you call me arrogant!

l have no more to say.

Grace to her father:

You are arrogant, l'm arrogant
You've said it, now you can leave

Father to Grace:

And without my daughter,
l suppose?

Grace:

Uhm...

Father:

- l said without my daughter?

Grace:

- Hmm, yes!

Father:

- Well
- Yes
Well, you decide, you decide
Grace, they say you are having
some trouble here..?

Grace:

No
No more trouble than back home

Father:

l'll give you a little time
to think about this
Perhaps you will change your mind...

Grace:

l won't..

Father to Grace:

Listen, my love...
power is not so bad...
l am sure that you can find a way
to make use of it in your own fashion...
Take a walk and think about it.

Grace to her father:

The people who live here are doing
their best under very hard circumstances...

Father to Grace:

lf you say so, Grace
But is their best really good enough?
Do they love you?

I do love you.

* * * * * * *

Grace had already
thought for a long time
She had known that if she were not shot
when the gangsters arrived
she would be faced with her father's
suggestion that she return
to become a conspirator with him
and his gang of thugs and felons
and she did not need any walk
to reconsider her response to that
Even though the difference between
the people she knew back home
and the people
she'd met in Dogville
had proven somewhat slighter
than she'd expected
Grace looked at the gooseberry bushes
so fragile in the smooth darkness
lt was good to know that
if you did not treat them ill
they would be there
come spring as always
and come summer they'd again
be bursting with the quite
incomprehensible quantity of berries
that were so good in pies
specially with cinnamon
Grace looked around at the frightened
faces behind the windowpanes
that were following
her every step
and felt ashamed of being
part of inflicting that fear
How could she ever hate them
for what was at bottom
merely their weakness?
She would probably have done things
like those that had befallen her
if she'd lived
in one of these houses
to measure them by her own yardstick
as her father put it
Would she not, in all honesty
have done the same as Chuck
and Vera and Ben
and Mrs. Henson
and Tom
and all these people
in their houses?
Grace paused
And while she did, the clouds scattered
and let the moonlight through
and Dogville underwent another of those
little changes of light
lt was if the light, previously
so merciful and faint
finally refused to cover up
for the town any longer
Suddenly you could
no longer imagine
a berry that would appear one day
on a gooseberry bush
but only see the thorn
that was there right now
The light now penetrated every
unevenness and flaw in the buildings...
and in... the people!
And all of a sudden she knew
the answer to her question all to well
lf she had acted like them
she could not have defended
a single one of her actions
and could not have condemned
them harshly enough
lt was as if her sorrow and pain
finally assumed their rightful place
No
What they had done
was not good enough
And if one had the power
to put it to rights,
it was one's duty to do so
for the sake of the other towns
For the sake of humanity
And not least
for the sake of the human being
that was Grace herself

Grace to her father:

lf l went back and
became your daughter again
when would l be given the power
you're talking about?

Father to Grace:

- Now?

Grace to her father:

- At once?

Father to Grace:

Why not?


Grace to her father:

So that would mean that
l'd also take on the immediate
responsibilities at once
l'd be a part
in the problem solving...
Like the problem... of Dogville...?

Father to Grace:

We can start by shooting a dog and nailing it to a wall
Over there beneath that lamp, for example
Well, it might help...
lt sometimes does.

Grace to her Father:

lt would only make the town more frightened,
but hardly make it a better place
And it could happen again
Somebody happening by revealing...
...their frailty.
That's what l wanna use the power for
if you don't mind
l wanna make this world a little better.

Father:

Yeah

*******

One of the mobs opens the door to the cadillac:


That damn kid won't shut up
Says he wants to talk to you, Miss
Can we just shoot him now?

Grace:

No, no, no
let me talk to him...

Grace gets out of the car to talk to Tom:

What?
What is it?

Tom:

A man can't really be blamed
for being scared now, can he?

Grace:

No, that's true

Tom:

No, l'm scared, Grace
l used you, and l'm sorry
l am stupid, l am
Maybe even arrogant sometimes...

Grace:

You are, Tom.

Tom:

Although using people
is not very charming
l think you have to agree
that this specific illustration
has surpassed all expectations
lt says so much about being human
lt's been painful
But l think you also have to agree
it has been edifying

- Wouldn't you say?

Grace:

- Not now, Tom
Not now.

Grace goes back to her father:

lf there is any town this world would be
better without, this is it.

Father to one of the gangsters:

Shoot them and burn down the town

Father to Grace:

What?
Something else, honey?

Grace to her father:

There is a family with kids...
Do the kids first
and make the mother watch
Tell her you will stop
if she can hold back her tears
l owe her that
l'm afraid she cries
a little too easily..

Father to Grace:

We've better get you out of here
l'm afraid, you've learned
far too much already..

Are you cold, Sweetie
Do you need a wrap?

Grace:

l'm fine...

Father to Grace:

You want the curtains opened?
You don't need them anymore
What do you think?

Grace:

l think we should open them
l think it's appropriate

The slaughter in Dogville:

No!
No, no
Oh, God, no!
No, no, no!
- Mom, dad!
- No!
- Dad!
- No!
Mom!
Mom!
Mom help! Help!
Mom!

Tom, the last surviving resident of Dogville to Grace:

Bingo Grace!
Bingo!
l have to tell you, your illustration
beat the hell out of mine
lt's frightening, yes
but so clear
Do you think that l can
allow myself to use it as a
inspiration in my writing...?

Grace holding a gun at Toms temple:

Goodbye, Tom.

Grace shoots Tom.

Grace to her father:

Some things you have to do yourself.

Father to Grace:

Really?
That one you're gonna have
to explain to me on the way home...

***************************

Suddenly there was a noise
Not so persuasive and powerful
as it had been on
one rainy night in spring
but loud enough to work
its way through the final sighs of
the timber
that was rapidly burning out
lt came again
Everyone heard it
Grace was the first to recognize it..

Grace:

That's Moses
That's Moses, she said
and jumped out of the car
She quickly covered the distance
to the dog pen
over what
now the buildings were gone
could scarcely be called a street
and certainly not Elm Street
as there wasn't a tree left on
Dogville's little mountain ledge
let alone an elm
lt was Moses
His survival was astonishing
a miracle.

One of the gangsters wants to shoot Moses and Grace says:

No, no
No, just let him be
They will have spotted the flames
in Georgetown by now
Some one will come
and find him
He's just angry because
l once took his bone...


Whether Grace left Dogville
or on the contrary
Dogville had left her
and the world in general
is a question of a more
artful nature
that few would benefit
from by asking
and even fewer
by providing an answer
And nor indeed
will it be answered here!

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