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I don't look like no possum! |
Act like one! |
I guess I'll havta work harder to git him back like he usta be. |
Why don't you try and git you a new dog? |
Naw, I'm carryin' it! |
Thank you, Josie Mae. |
David, you never cease to amaze me at how good you are in taking care of my garden. |
My father taught me... |
Miss Boatwright |
Yes, David... |
Will you help me to find out what camp they sent my father to? |
See you tomorrow, Miss Boatwright. |
David! |
Yes, ma'am...? |
What's your daddy's name? |
Nathan Lee Morgan... |
Mister, can you visit anybody here? |
Gotta wait 'til visitin' days. |
When's that? |
Sunday... |
Do you know my daddy, Nathan Lee Morgan? |
Never heard of 'im. We gotta lotta men here... |
There ain't no possums in this woods tonight, Daddy. |
Looks that way, son. Guess the cold done drove most of 'em down to the big water country but if there's one left out here we gotta find him. |
It's cold, Daddy! |
Here, put my jacket over you. |
If anybody's to blame, it's me I oughta nailed him when I took that shot. |
It was too dark, Daddy. |
Yeah. We better git back to house now. |
Yes, sir... |
You oughta be tired, too, Sounder. That possum shore whipped the hell outta you tonight! |
He beat you, too, Daddy, and you had a big ol' shootin' rifle. |
Boy, you don't make funny with your daddy like that. |
David Lee... |
Yes, sir... |
You had a rough time out there tonight so you stay home from that school tomorrow. |
I wanna go the trip don't bother me none. |
You learnin' anything at that school? |
Yes, sir I learn to write a little bit, and I can read a lot |
Readin' must be somethin' powerful, huh, son? |
Yes, sir... |
When the fall comes in these parts, the Night moon runs away like a rabbit you could stay out here lookin' all night, and not see a thing out yonder. |
We goin' huntin' again tomorrow ? |
Yep. I guess you must wonder why though, what with the luck we havin', but like I always say |
"You lose some of the time, what you always go afta, but you lose all the time what you don't go afta!" |
Now who says I didn't lay my mark on you, boy! |
Well, looka here... |
Hi, Daddy... |
Hi to you, son... |
Mama is outside with Josie Mae and Earl. |
They is!? It shore is good to see you, boy! |
We didn't find Sounder yet. |
He'll show up one day. |
Do you think he's dead, Daddy? |
Naww he'll come back to you, soon as his wounds heal. This cake shore is tasty, son. |
It's a shame they won't let 'em come in here. If I had the strength I'd knock down these damn walls if I could just git my arms 'round your mama right now is they on this side of us, son? |
I think so... |
Can you say what camp they gon' send you to, Daddy? |
I don't know, son they won't tell us things like that but I don't want y'all to come here no more. |
Why, Daddy; you won't be here? |
Just do like I tell you I'll get word to you through the visitin' preacher. |
What's wrong with your leg, Daddy? |
Got it hurt in a dynamite blast, son. The dirty dogs had no more use for me, so they let me have time off my sentence, and let me come home. |
Son, that was some trip you went on... |
Where was you, Daddy? |
That musta been afta they sent me to this place call Clayburn. That was the hardest workin' camp they sent me to. The work was so hard, you had to look for somethin' to laugh about to keep from feelin' the whole pain in your body. Like one time, it was in the middle of the day, and there weren't no sun you hear that? |
Where did the sun go to, Daddy? |
Into the clouds and behind the mountains. |
What happened afta that? |
The rains started to come, and the prisoners were scared to run 'cause they had to wait for guards to round us up, and tell us when to move but we didn't mind the rain comin' 'cause it meant we would git a little rest we just stood there, watchin' the guards and they weapons get wet, and that made us all feel kinda good for a minute. I was laughin' all over inside a minute, that's all, but what a minute it was! |
And me too, son! You shore done got to be such a big little man! |
We goin' huntin' again, Daddy !? |
You bet we is! |
I cleaned and oiled all your stuff while you was gone... |
Goodnight, Daddy... |
Goodnight to you, son... |
Daddy, you home now... that's all I want I don't want nothin' else... |
Come here, son... |
Mornin', son... |
Mornin', Daddy... |
Where's everybody? |
They gone to the field... |
Guess I can't just lay here, then. |
You feel alright today, Daddy? |
Great, son not like wakin' up in jail. For a minute or two, didn't quite know where I was, but when I saw your face lookin down on me, made me know right away the day was gonna be a good one, and it all belonged to me! |
Daddy, when is we goin' huntin'? |
Soon but it won't be too much huntin' you'll be doin','cordin' to a good little story your mama told me last night you'll be goin' away from here, won't you? |
I'm real proud of how you helped your mama to keep this place goin', David Lee. |
Thank you, Daddy... |
Wheeew! This is some hard work, but it beats goin' to jail. |
You won't be goin' to jail again, will you, Daddy? |
No, son they'd have to kill me before I'd let 'em do that to me again! |
You hurt, Daddy!? |
No, no, I'm all right, son... This damn leg just won't act right no more! |
From Miss Johnson |
Well, ain't you gon' open and read it for us? |
Dear David, if you are coming to school here, be sure to bring some warm clothes. The school term will begin September 8th, but it would be good for you to be here by the 4th or 5th of the month. I do hope everything is fine and you will be here. Give my "hello" to your family. Yours truly, Miss Camille Johnson... |
September 4 how far away is that? |
You just came back home, Daddy. I don't wanna leave right now I wanna stay home and be with you. |
And I wanta be with you, too, but this school is somethin' that's good for you somethin you need, like good air to breathe, and I want you to have it, boy, and that's the way it's gonna be! |
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