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You gonna miss your bus. |
Holy shit. |
Yeah. |
Sit down, man. Need a beer? |
Sure. |
Marv, let's get Ronnie set up here. |
What happened? |
They been keepin' a folder on me cuz of my stomach. Like how it was just before we'd play ball back in school. Thought it was just some tic I got, or ulcers like my daddy had. I can't... shoot. Target practice I'm a pro. I tag between the numbers each time but... But when there's really loud noises around me... somethi... |
I guess it could be worse. You could be comin' back in a body bag. |
I can't get Rae on the phone. She's not at home... none of her friends seen her anywhere. |
She's around. Always is. |
I don't know. She's gettin' crazy, like she gets. Begged me not to go. Got real down. I just think somethin's happened. Like she run off with someone. You'd tell me if you knew somethin', right? |
You been home yet? |
Uhuh. I's hitchin' up the interstate when I seen your truck outside. |
You need a ride? |
This don't feel right. Kitchen looks just like I left it. I know, cuz I cleaned it. |
She ever tell you she was thinkin' of taking off? |
I just been so mixed up lately, Gill. And, you know, with her history, I can see how she could get scared... ...and run. |
Ronnie. You can't see cuz you're too close to it. These nervous spells you get. You never had that shit back in school... |
That's not right, really, cuz I... |
You joined up in that monkey troop cuz you had a plan for yourself. Army'd pay for school. You were gonna get a degree, maybe somethin' in business or agriculture and you were gonna make somethin' of yourself. |
And then you had to fall in love with the school slut. |
Now wait... |
With all she was doin'. With all the shit she kept doing! You stayed stuck to that bitch's ass and you wouldn't let go. |
I know about how she was like. But we was different. I's the only person she talked to about it. How she's abused. Terrible things, Gill, just terrible... |
YOU HAD A PLAN! YOU HAD A GODDAMN LIFE! AND SHE JUST FUCKED THE GUTS OUT OF YOU! |
It's not her fault, Gill. She's had to take care of me all this time, cuz I'd just start throwin' up... choking. Just losin' my grip. And she listened. She listened to me. And... I got better. I don't get nervous like I used to. And since we been together... she been faithful to me. Put all that junk behind her... |
The only thing that cunt's had behind her is me and half the town fuckin' her. Your first night away, I come over and drop off the spare keys like you wanted me to. You weren't gone two hours and she was aching to get me inside her. Like she was havin' some kind'a fit. |
You gonna steal my truck? |
Make yourself at home. You done it already. |
And, sir... do you have a size in mind for what you're lookin' for? |
That young lady's size, right'cher. |
Well, that makes it easier. |
Mind I ask, what's all this business here? |
These are whipped body creams. It's like a lotion. |
For your hands? |
Some women prefer not to scent their bodies with perfume. So now they have scented creams. They help moisturize a woman's skin. This one's my favorite. It's called Ginger Souffle. I recommend... applying the cream while the skin is still damp. So... perhaps just after a shower. |
I'll take a jar of that, too. |
Hi. |
Hey. |
You ain't the kicker, are you? |
No, ma'am. |
Cuz let me tell you, you boys gotta run the ball more. You get into a kicking game, ya'll gonna lose. |
Can I put it in your mouth? |
Okay. |
He black alright, he just ain't blue. |
Why you stop havin' dancin' on Saturday? Used to have bands... all kind's live shit. Like a wake up in here, now. |
Folks can dance when they want. Didn't buy that mirror ball for nothin'. |
You seen my snakeskin shoes? |
Naw. They got some blue dye, though. You think them boots you got on come from a black cow? |
Wanna get on somebody 'bout live music, get on ol' Laz, there. He the one got this place shakin' back in the day. |
Don't gotta tell me. Me and my girlfriends useta talk 'bout them hard fingertips he got pickin' that guitar. |
Lazarus? |
Oh! Gave me a start. |
I'm sorry. It's these soft shoes I wear for my back. |
You hurt it? |
I'm standing most of my day. They're for support. Didn't see you in church this mornin'. |
Been on the crop. May need to get some extra hands if I don't want to work on Sundays. |
Well. It's good to see you. |
Angela? |
Yes? |
I need to uh... |
Go on, Laz. You can talk to me. |
My little niece... she got this deep cough. |
You take her to a doctor? |
No. No, she can't go. Mean to say... they's just no money fo'a doctor. Her daddy left for a job, and uh... give her to me to look on. I just... I don't know what to do. |
Is your niece older than 12? |
Oh, she older than that. |
My sister got a bad cough with her pneumonia. I just copied her prescription. You don't need to pay anything... just take it. But if she gets worse, you give me a call. I wrote my number on the box. |
This gonna get you in trouble? |
Not if no one finds out. |
Thank you. Oh. My wife. She had a card here for her migraine pills. She ain't gonna be around no more... So if you... |
I already tossed that out. Somethin' you should'a done to that woman long ago... how she treated you. Of course, that's none of my business. |
Don't make it less true. |
I brung you a little basket of goodies. Fresh squash, tomatoes, some okra, butter beans. |
You didn't have to do this. |
Just wanted to say how much I appreciate you helping me the other day. My niece, she's cured up, and I got you to thank. |
Well that's good. I'm happy to hear it. |
This was very sweet of you. |
Well. Hope you enjoy it. |
I bet you have loyal customers. |
You liked what I brung ya? |
Been eatin' like a princess all week. Even got enough for us to take a picnic under the gazebo. |
That'd be nice. |
I put on the lotion you got me. Can you smell it? |
I's thinkin' about singing in the choir. |
At church? |
Mmhm. I don't know if I got a good voice or not but... practice is only on Mondays and Wednesdays, so... |
You gonna sing me somethin'? |
When? Now? Oh. No. |
Come on, just a little somethin'. Right here. Go'on now, don't be shy. |
Hey. |
Hey. You wasn't at'cha work but that nosey gal up at the counter give me your home address. Hope you don't mind me comin' over. |
What do you need? |
I need ya help again. |
More cough syrup? |
Can I come in? |
I lied to you. It was wrong. But at the time... I didn't know what to do. Imagine you got an earful from folks about that gal I's carryin'... |
Laz... you don't need to explain yourself to me... |
Yes, I do. Cuz I feel for you. Mean to say... I got feelings for you. And I didn't want you to think... I didn't... I don't want you to go away. There's better ways to say what I'm trying to say, but... they it is. Don't go away. |
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