Winfield may refer to:
Winfield was the first name of two generals, both of whom also were candidates for the Presidency of the United States of America:
When Trust Turns To Betrayal... The Damage Is Done!
Plot
It is only a gun - not a common gun but its mystery is not the unusual manufacture but the fact that it is a dead man's gun. Three stories follow the fate of successive holders of this haunted weapon. The Great McDonacle is a second-rate trick shot artist; in his hands the gun cannot miss even the most difficult shots, but doesn't make him quite fast enough. Jack Fleetwood steals the gun from its sleeping owner; he can salt a mine with it and cheat an honest farmer by convincing him to buy this worthless mine, but the con man can be conned. Cole finds the gun on a skeleton; a fast draw becomes a reality, but tragedy comes to his brother. At the end, the gun is returned to the skeleton, waiting for its next victim.
Keywords: anthology, curse, street-shootout
Norbert Datry: A kingsnake eats nothing but other snakes... preferably rattlesnakes. That is his sole diet. You see, it would go against my nature to cheat an honest man. But the other kind... I sleep like a baby!
Jack Fleetwood: Did you ever go fishing, Norbert?::Norbert Datry: Sure, lots of times. I'm good at fishing.::Jack Fleetwood: All right. If you want to catch a fish, you have to think like one. You have to think, where would I be hiding? Gold mining is like that. You have to think like what you want to find... and ask yourself, "If I was gold, where would I be hiding" - and look there!
Jack Fleetwood: Try to understand, Norbert, finding gold isn't the hard part.::Norbert Datry: It's not?::Jack Fleetwood: No, the hard part is keeping it.
Harry McDonacle: You don't know it, but you're about to witness a legend being made.::Brittany: You look the same to me.
Cole: Maybe I am different. But I beat those men. It's not the gun... it's me.
Narrator: In the American West, a gun touched by evil passed from hand to hand, changing the lives of all who possessed it. As its legend grew, it became known as... "the dead man's gun".
Willy: Like I said before, Cole, ain't no good can come from a dead man's gun. Get rid of it! Throw it away!::Cole: For him, not me!
Jack Fleetwood: I cannot in good conscience allow myself to be party to this deception.::Palmer Lewis: How much?::Jack Fleetwood: I beg your pardon?::Palmer Lewis: How much is your conscience going to cost me?
Brittany: Aren't you supposed to be married?::Harry McDonacle: Forbidden fruit always tastes the sweetest.
Brittany: What about you wife?::Harry McDonacle: What about her? She stuck with me when I was nobody. She has faith in me. She's kind... loyal.::Brittany: If that's all you want, Harry, why not get a dog?
Plot
Tom Joad returns to his home after a jail sentence to find his family kicked out of their farm due to foreclosure. He catches up with them on his Uncles farm, and joins them the next day as they head for California and a new life... Hopefully.
Keywords: 1930s, american-literature, based-on-novel, bearing-witness, brother-brother-relationship, brother-sister-relationship, burial, cabin, california, california-history
The thousands who have read the book will know why WE WILL NOT SELL ANY CHILDREN TICKETS to see this picture!
The Joads step right out of the pages of the novel that has shocked millions !
The most discussed book in years - now comes to the screen to become the most discussed picture in ages
Tom Joad: Takes no nerve to do something, ain't nothin' else you can do.
Tom Joad: Sure don't look none too prosperous.
Grandpa Joad: It's my dirt! Eh-heh! No good, but it's - it's mine, all mine.
Tom Joad: Seems like the government's got more interest in a dead man than a live one.
Casy: I wouldn't pray just for a old man that's dead, 'cause he's all right. If I was to pray, I'd pray for folks that's alive and don't know which way to turn.
Ma Joad: There, gramma! There's California.::Grandma Joad: Phbbtt!
Gasoline Attendant: You and me got sense. Them Okies got no sense and no feeling. They ain't human. Human being wouldn't live the way they do. Human being couldn't stand to be so miserable.
Tom Joad: If there was a law, they was workin' with maybe we could take it, but it ain't the law. They're workin' away our spirits, tryin' to make us cringe and crawl, takin' away our decency.
Casy: Tom, you gotta learn like I'm learnin'. I don't know it right yet myself. That's why I can't ever be a preacher again. Preachers gotta know. I don't know. I gotta ask.
Tom Joad: That Casy. He might have been a preacher but he seen things clear. He was like a lantern. He helped me to see things clear.
Plot
Good-natured gambler Marty Black falls into ownership of a booking joint but soon falls on hard times. His one out is a marker for half-ownership in a young thoroughbred, which he quickly calls in. He discovers the other owner to be a young woman from an old horseracing family who wants to protect her colt almost as much as Marty wants to rush him into big races for a fast buck. While they clash, Marty soon comes to understand the human bond with the horses and what it means to be a thoroughbred.
Keywords: gambling, horse, horse-racing
Marty Black: [shooting craps] It only takes 17 straight passes to make a million.
Marty Black: I promised my mother I wouldn't play for matches after 5 o'clock in the morning.
Joe Lane: Black, I'll give you $7,500 cash for your half of the horse.::Marty Black: You're just 32 and four-fifths seconds late.
Marty Black: Here piggy, piggy, piggy, piggy!
Marty Black: You can't get rich on sentiment.
Hands in Line
Arms close to my side
I'm fighting tides
Of an ocean's undertow
And I figure that I might not make it
I'm taking empty but seldom speaking
And the words retreat
Yeah, they breath in histories
Still at ease
And the story's untold
And my arms unfold
My hands are high
And I'm holding on, I'm holding out
And i figure that i
Figure that I just might make it
And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping
And the words repeat breathing histories
Into stories untold but I unfold
See now quality is what you see now
In the corner of your eye
And don't be surprised
If you hear the bells ring
As they form from the sky
They sound bong, bong, bong, bong, ba da
Yea yea bong, bong, bong,bong ba da yea, yea
And I'm always holding on
ANd I'm already holding out
Said I'm holding out your side
And I'm holding out this time
Cause I figure that I, and I figure that I
Just might make it and I'm
Waking empty but seldom sleeping
And the words repeat breathin histories untold
I Don't Believe That We Can Conceive
Of An Afterlife That's Meant To Be Perceived
Catastrophes, Calamities, Catastrophe
Everyone Loves A Tragedy
But There's Guns, There's Guns Guns Guns
Pointed At Our Head Every Time We Close Our Eyes
But What Are We, Little Folk
To Do About This Bakery Full Of Lies
We Don't Need No One To Turn Out The Lights For Us
When We Go To Sleep
Catastrophes, Calamities In Our Dreams
When We Dream We Like To Dream About Tragedy And Afterlife
A Perceived Reality, A Tragedy, A Catastrophe
Seems My Life Is Only Just Pretend
And Dreams Are Only What You Make Of Them
And Themes Are Reoccurring So Often
If I Were Wise I'd See A Trend
We Don't Need No One To Turn Out The Lights For Us
Arguing Things That Have Never Been Said
The Mail Was Empty, The Books Were Unread
Progress Hindered By Arrogance
Inquiries Made In Present Tense
Future Stars Will Be Twice As Dense As Ours
Twice As Dense As Ours
Repetition Shoved Down My Throat
Answers Given By Anecdote
Crueler Sonnets Were Never Wrote At All
Never Wrote At All
And It Seems My Life Is Only Just Pretend
And Dreams Are Only What You Make Of Them
And Themes Are Reoccurring So Often
If I Were Wise I'd See A Trend
One, Two, Three, Four
Progress Hindered By Arrogance
Inquiries Made In Present Tense
Future Stars Will Be Twice As Dense As Ours
Twice As Dense As Ours
We Don't Need No One To Turn Out The Lights For Us
Arguing Things That Have Never Been Said
The Mail Was Empty, The Books Were Unread
We Don't Need No One To Turn Out The Lights For Us
How Can You Sleep At A Time Like This
The Answer Was Pointless, The Question Amiss
To Err While Conscious The Words A Mistake
Isis, Ishtar,
Hecate, Kali (xs 3)
Isis, Ishtar,
Hecate, come to me...
I'm sharpening my halo
Into forest horns
I've sanctifying pages
In the protocols of war
I've abolished your mythology
And vanquished all your gods
I've liberated your women
And eradicated your laws
I put books in the temple
To annihilate the lie
I broke the bones of Kronos
To restore what was mine
Made of flame
Made of mud
I'm the many
I'm the one
All the children sing along
Thank god for the atom bomb,
Thank god for the atom bomb
Isis, Ishtar,
Hecate, come to me
I've got a splinter in my finger
From carrying the cross
I sleep on sheets of sulphur
Ans dream of all we've lost
I travel iron oceans
Singing sinful songs
To hypnotize & defy
Sex-starved lonely gods
I'm the woman clothed with the sun
The moon beneath my feet
I'm the silver spear of Athena
The tongue of Kali
Made of flame
Made of mud
I'm the many
I'm the one
All the children sing along
Thank god for the atom bomb,
Thank god for the atom bomb
Demon
Daughter
Monster
Whore
Obey
Little slave
Better behave and watch the words you say
Ownership laws apply
You can break my bones with jagged stones
But I will never comply
Impotent breeder
Flaccid leader
Earth and snakes
Fires and quakes
What once was lost
Will be replaced
All that was
All that is
All that will ever be (xs 3)
Shed the veil
Shed the veil
this could last us all a lifetime
limbs intact, untouched
on the screen of a video tape
confined to bedposts
we wait as lepers
upheld at knife's reach
we covet all the status quo
this syringe will take a lifespan
it's filled with bait and tackle
try and catch us if you can
sacrifice on railroad tracks
freight train coming
unconscious tied and gagged
freight train coming
meet us at the corner
of fifth and pontiac
make sure that no one else
is with you
if you wish to see them alive
again
then humor me with this request
humor me with this request
in basements we will hide
amnesia in our alibis
they kept a close eye
Unfold
Be bold
Unfold
Like a sailing ship at sea
Like a loving man like you
Stay here
Stay near
Stay here
Like the moon over my head
Like the day when we met
Don't you know
That all sailors
Are like the bandits of the plains
Don't you know
What I can remember
Is a lot like water
Trickling down a page
Of the most beautiful colors
I can't quite put my finger down
On the moment that I became like this
You see, I'm the bravest girl
You'll ever come to meet
Yet, I shrink down to nothing
At the thought of someone really seeing me
I think my heart is wrapped around
And tangled up in winding weeds
But, I don't wanna go on living
Being so afraid of showing
Someone else my imperfections
And even though my feet are trembling
Every word I say comes stumbling
I will bare it all
Watch me unfold
Unfold, unfold
These hands that I hold behide my back
Are bound and broken from my own doing
And I can't feel anything anymore
I need a touch to remind me
I'm still real
'Cause, I don't wanna go on living
Being so afraid of showing
Someone else my imperfections
And even though my feet are trembling
Every word I say comes stumbling
I will bare it all
Watch me unfold
Unfold, unfold
My soul
It's dying to be free
I can't live the rest of my life so guarded
It's dying to be free
It's up to me to choose
What kind of life I lead
'Cause, I don't wanna go on living
Being so afraid of showing
Someone else my imperfections
And even though my feet are trembling
Every word I say comes stumbling
I will bare it all
Watch me unfold, unfold, unfold
Unfold, unfold, unfold
Am I blind?
You move your hand away from mine
I'll take it as a sign
That you're any less than mine
Oh, it doesn't move me to be cold
It doesn't lessen my hope
You know our time and all
Oh, let it unfold
I won't leave it untold
The feeling goes on and on and on
In my head
You tell me things you've never said
And I choose to forget
And take the good and leave the rest
Oh, the illusion's getting old
And you don't answer when I call
I would have given you it all
Oh, out of sight, out of mind
It doesn't mean you're not mine
Don't waste your time thinking it over
You got to survive, keep on looking over your shoulder
Well I don't know what to think anymore
I have some keys but I lost the door
I cant see if its me or you
Do you know, have you seen this too?
Cant know what it is all the time
Questions unfold and cloud the mind
When I see you understand me
My pain and anger will at last be set free
Well I don't know what to think anymore
I have some keys but I lost the door
I cant see if its me or you
Do you know, have you seen this too?
I know I'm living in a crazy world
I got to watch out for my little girl
Are we heading for a major disaster?
What lives in me....torror to see
Confusion reigns...pleasure of pain
Never can I see the tings that may be
Unveil the reasons for whats haunting me
Don't see, don't do, don't go there
I tell you brother that you better beware
Now I'm not putting all the blame on you
Coz I know I've done wrong too
We must resolve this upset sunset
Or forever live with regret
You're stuck chocking on you own beleifs
So much so that you can't see
See through all of the lies
Never to be unveiled until you die
You can be the one to lie to me
And keep me up at night
And I’m the one who couldn’t see
To try to make things right
Spoken is the word, forgotten is his name
Do you speak the truth or are you to blame
Inside I fee so cold and nothing feels right
I’ve watched it all unfold it feels like I’ve died
I wouldn’t see you run to me
If I needed you to come
I know your love wasn’t free
So I’m sitting here undone
Spoken is the word, forgotten is his name
So you speak the truth or are you to blame
Inside I feel so cold and nothing feels right
I’ve watched it all unfold it feels like I’ve died
But I felt that if I could close my eyes
That all the dead would come alive
I went and bet it all until I went insane
I’m ending all of this I threw that part away
Spoken is the word, forgotten is his name
Do you speak the truth or are you to blame
I feel so cold nothing feels right
I walk these streets and I think of you all along
I can feel you still but your love is gone I know
And I feel lost
lost like i've never been before
I can't unfold and my dreams are all gone and buried
My eyes are shredding tears
the noises are filling my ears as i go
You didn't say a thing
you just looked at me and I knew
Now i feel lost
lost like i've never been before
I can't unfold and my dreams are all gone and buried
Yeah i feel lost
lost like i've never been before
I can't unfold and my dreams are all blown and buried
Yeah i feel lost
lost like i've never been before
E ogni volta che viene giorno
ogni volta che ritorno
ogni volta che cammino
e mi sembra di averti vicino
ogni volta che mi guardo intorno
ogni volta che non me ne accorgo
ogni volta che viene giorno.
E ogni volta che mi sveglio
ogni volta che mi sbaglio
ogni volta che sono sicuro
e ogni volta che mi sembra solo
ogni volta che mi viene in mente
qualche cosa che non c'entra niente
ogni volta...
E ogni volta che non sono coerente
e ogni volta che non è importante
ogni volta che qualcuno si preoccupa per me
ogni volta che non c'è
proprio quanto la stavo cercando
ogni volta...
ogni volta quando...
E ogni volta torna sera e la paura
e ogni volta torna sera e la paura...
E ogni volta che non c'entro
ogni volta che non sono stato
ogni volta che non guardo in faccia a niente
e ogni volta che dopo piango
ogni volta che rimango
con la testa tra le mani
(Chorus)
Unfold, You put this joy in my heart
You are what I want to sing about
Unfold, let Your glory be known
In my life there is one King, and one
King alone
Maybe You gave me a ladder to safety
When You knew I'd fall
Maybe You saved me from constantly
Making mistakes and all
Never could ever begin to endeavor
How You've been involved
How You have unfolded my life to here
Chorus
On days when my brain gets stuck
Behind a parade
Lord keep me calm
On days when its fake and being me
Doesn't take, Lord keep me strong
Your love's an umbrella for whatever
The weather brings along,
You've unfolded my life to right here
Chorus
To follow and to know You
To love people like You do
For You made me and I'm holding
To the promises Your unfolding
For ages it has seemed, day, night
And seasons just blend into one
From the stillness of these ruined halls
Such lifeless falls, beds long dried
In endless struggle to excise the dread
Of staying or leaving behind
And parting with revelries past
Yet hosting and nursing all that's despised
Fugitives from static thought
The joys and rues of cities behind
May a new day come to find
The shields relinquished
The masks undone
So it is done
A haven flooded by rain
Drifting away with the tide
From faces I'll never see again
To be all and none with all
Cleansed, washed ashore
The ego's fabric dissolved
Naked, at sunrise, touch wide open
Like a newly born
How did it come to this?
The truth erupts
Like lava and burning flame
From deep within
For every childhood dream, one thousand wasted means
One horizon out of reach
One moment strangled by fear
As time sleeps away from me
To always be
(Stai co' un cojone) Non mi soddisfa mai
giornate intere tra amichetti e play
(ma daje foco)mi sa che è tempo ormai
di trovarne uno pe' i gusti miei
quello che ogni volta mi sa capire
mi fa sognare e sentire il fuoco dentro me
quello che ogni notte mi fa volare
sempre più in alto quando lui scende su di me
Rit.: Prenderei tutto ciò che tu mi dai
fino a fare cose che tu neanche sai
scoprirei ogni carta che tu vuoi
fino a farti giocare come mai
Da qualche parte mi stai cercando
come io sto cercando te
da qualche parte in cima al mondo
ci sarà il pischello fatto per me
quello che ogni volta mi sa capire
mi fa sognare e sentire il fuoco dentro me
quello che ogni notte mi fa volare
sempre più in alto quando lui scende su di me
Rit.: Prenderei tutto ciò che tu mi dai
fino a fare cose che tu neanche sai
scoprirei ogni carta che tu vuoi