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Mobile technology is the new fix for these niggaz, I'm tellin' you. I'm just lookin' ahead. Anyways, ain't no money in drugs no more with these rednecks popping cough pills like they's Skittles. Hey, that's what you need, girl. Get you some cough medicine. What, you sick? |
Just a cough. Sugar and a spoonful of Jack'll do it. |
Alright. How much you need, ho? |
The hell you call me? |
Eh, if the bootie fits... |
Didn't know you was workin' here now? |
I just like dressin' up in these goddamn blue vests. Your money ticket get shipped today? |
What happened to your face? |
Got in a little accident. |
Yeah. |
Since you workin' on the square now, maybe we could get some coffee in the morning, if you want. |
You need money again? |
No. That's not why... Why we always gotta do this? I mean, you and me been at each other as far back as I can remember. Wasn't no love between us. And I'm your daughter. I'm the only family you got. |
You never needed nobody. Always made that clear to me. |
Yeah. I know I did. But... I'm tryin' to be dif'rent. I'm tryin' to... get some peace, you know? |
I'm workin' here, Rae. Can you see that? |
I just wanted some makeup. |
All that shit's on aisle 5. |
I just think you should'a kept him off me, that's all. |
The hell are you talkin' about? |
Now see? Don't do that. I'll go along with all you say about me. But that... you can't pretend no more on that. Cuz I was just a kid, Momma. I didn't know about any of that stuff he was doin' to me. And you let him do it. Some big nobody in your life... and you let him do as he wanted... with the only SOMEBODY you had. |
I'm sorry... I didn't mean to shout... |
All my life I been puttin' out your fires, with you givin' out your snatch to every waggin' dick in this town. And you gonna lay the blame at my feet? Well, I ain't gonna take that. |
But... Momma... just tell me... not gonna be mad... we can just talk about it... Be eye to eye on this... You don't even got to say you're sorry... Just say how you knew... |
Only thing I'm sorry for is listenin' to my parents and having you instead of doin' what I should'a done. |
This ain't gonna work. |
Rae... |
I don't see why we gotta lie 'bout it when you and I know this ain't gonna work. |
Rae don't do this now... |
It's stupid... It's so fucking stupid! |
Rae! |
Hey. |
Hey. |
You don't gotta get up but... I gotta go... |
I think if I just piss... I'll be okay. |
You feelin' sick? |
I'm just in one of my moods. You know how I get. |
Yeah, I know. |
I think it'd be better if you talk to me. |
Yeah? |
Just about anything, you know. It can be funny or... not. Just tell me somethin'. |
Well. That's my vomit. I came in here to get sick. I thought I'd make the toilet but... anyway, I got sick. |
Are you wasted? |
No. I just got a messed up stomach. |
Holy shit! |
What? |
Holy shit, Ronnie! You're a fuckin' rock star. |
I'm a what? |
All them people shoutin' your name like they were doing tonight! Shit! That arm you got'll get'chu on a box of cereal... |
I feel better. Do you? |
Yeah, I do. |
Ain't been a week and you already some nigger's whore? Gill told me. Told me how you and he... you and everybody... |
Ronnie. Please, baby... |
Did 'ya have fun with her? Sweet as a peach, I bet. Huh? Huh? |
Goddamn it, I ask you a question, you better answer it, or I'm gonna blast a hole in ya! |
Ronnie... |
Thank you. |
I gotta ask you. Why do you think Laz is keepin' you chained like this? |
You know how, like they say, you save someone's life, you responsible for them. Guess he just don't think it's safe for me. |
So he got it into his head that the only thing gonna keep you from endin' up bleedin' on the side of the road again, without a stitch of clothing on is... You think he's crazy for thinkin' that? |
You a preacher? |
That's right. |
Can I ask you a question? People always say, you gotta get good with Jesus, if you want not to go to hell. That you say sorry for all you done and... and Jesus would let you go on to heaven. |
You could put it that way. |
But that's so fuckin' stupid. I'm sorry. Didn't mean to curse. |
What's on your mind? |
You can't hurt people... and then just say, I'm sorry, and then everything just gets washed away. Why would heaven want people like that. People who... do what they want and then... switch. |
I'm gonna tell you somethin', and it's just gonna be between you and me. I think folks carry on about heaven too much. Like it's some allyoucan eat buffet up in the clouds. And folks just gonna do as they're told so they can eat what they want behind some pearly gates. I can go to Shoney's for that. |
It starts like this... fire... that spreads. Starts in my head. Then moves to my stomach. Then it goes lower. I can stop it sometimes but mostly I just jump on and ride it out... then everything'll go back to normal, you know. Only thing ever took that feeling away was... was... when I met Ronnie. Cuz I love him so muc... |
Rae, look at Ronnie. And tell him how you feel. |
You won't at the square this mornin'. |
Get me ten bags of mulch. |
Yes'sir. |
Keep the change on that. |
Naw... I got it, Mr. Lazarus. You wanna tip me, best do it in butter beans. Momma say she need a bag 'a yours, none of that storebought junk. That's what she said. |
What happened in there... that won't your fault. Ain't a young man alive could keep they britches on with that girl being in heat like she is. |
Why she got a chain on her? |
That's between her and me. It's private. And I don't want you goin' off and tellin' ya daddy. |
Please don't tell my daddy. |
My mouth is shut, boy. And that's how we gonna keep it. Don't go braggin' to ya buddies, ya heard me? |
So... That your first time? |
Yes'sir. |
You struck some gold, didn't ya? |
I skipped lunch. |
Well, dig in, son. Got plenty to eat. |
You ain't gonna make a fuss, are you? Nothing a man can do when a woman make up her mind. |
I never laid a hand on her in anger. Not a day. Not even when I's drinkin'. But this business got me wonderin' what a good shake and slap would do for her. |
That kind of talk is between us. Don't you go in there with that shit on your tongue. |
I didn't start this, R.L. |
Bojo called. Said you got to see your brother at the long end of a broken bottle. |
You gonna preach 'bout turnin' the other cheek? |
I think you did alright by God under the circumstances. Your people are here for you, Laz. This is your home. No shame in showing your face. |
Don't know if God wanna see me. |
He knows where ya at. Just answer the door if he come knockin'. |
Was that Lincoln James I seen run off? |
He's fine. Just had a bad fall. |
Why's his britches round his knees? |
R.L., you gonna have to get on. I can't have nobody round my place. |
You get a call from Rose? |
This ain't got nothin' to do with that woman. Just don't want nobody around me now. |
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