A Single Shot Page #3

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Mincy?

Yeah. She got

a lion tattoo

on the back of her hind parts.

Hind parts!

You be doin' me a favor,

you make that son of

a b*tch roar for her.

Huh?

Aw, sh*t, I don't know.

I don't know.

Think on that, bro.

One cousin's all

I can handle tonight.

I don't know.

Come on, John.

Old co-worker of yours

pulled a gun on me

last night.

Old co-worker of mine?

Yeah, at Jess's,

after I walked in

on him balling the babysitter.

Obadiah Cornish?

Calls himself "The Hen."

What the hell?

Last I heard,

that motherf***er was doin' time

up in Greensville.

Well, he ain't now.

He got a hard bark on him.

He was one them

the police talked to

that night old Ira and Molly

got sliced up.

Where's that old

three-colored

hound of yours?

He's usually all

slobberin' up on me,

time I get here.

He was shot dead a few hours

before you got here.

Shot?

By who?

Somebody I didn't see.

Well, somebody must've

had a reason, John?

No. I'd guess not.

Well, sh*t.

Must've been a reason.

We're gettin'

awful lonely over here, boys!

Does he got himself a date?

Simon...

Oh, f***.

See what's happening?

Simon said.

Oh! Geez!

Well, I'll lead the way.

Ah! Oh!

Simon said you might

take some convincing.

He tell you I got a wife?

He said she left you

and that you needed to

get your mind off it.

Yeah? Hah.

Feels to me

like you already have.

Shoot!

Where's my watch?

The rain'll ruin it!

Help me find it, please!

I had it since I was five!

This it?

Yes! Woo!

Yes, darlin'?

Yeah?

Wrong number, Johnno.

I had me

this breather one time,

so I breathed

right back to him.

I started huffin' and puffin',

like I was about

gonna blow my nut.

Mister pud-puller

gets so scared,

he hangs upon me!

Cops'll trace

that sh*t, if you ask 'em.

I wouldn't ask 'em.

I wish you two hens

would quit your clucking.

Like two ball-peen hammers

with feathers

bangin' in my head.

You still hunting with

them deer slugs, John no?

Yep.

Ain't this fun?

Would you get lost somewhere?

You ask me nice.

- Mincy

- Mm?

Come on. Come on.

Go on outside

and get in the caddy.

Rude mean old guy.

Bye.

I'll tell you what, Johnno.

A woman is about

the awfullest trick of nature

on God's green earth,

you'd better believe it.

I'll see ya.

Steady, boy. Steady.

You scared us to death!

I'm sorry.

I took you for somebody else.

Who'd put a fright

like that into you?

Steady, boy. Steady.

Shh, shh, shh.

Jesus, John moon!

Must've dozed off.

In the rain?

With Mr. 12-gauge?

I thought I might

see a pheasant.

Or a deer?

I'd never tell on you for it.

You gonna take that job

he offered you?

Oh, I ain't had

much time to think on it.

You ought to.

Not everybody gets a chance

to do what they love

and get paid for it.

Shovelin'

sh*t and milking cows?

Uh-huh.

And I'm daughter to one,

just like you.

Daddy had to work in a factory,

he'd die.

Yes, ma'am.

In my summer school

economics course,

we're studying

on profit-sharing.

You know what that is?

No, I don't,

but I bet you're gonna

tell me though, ain't ya?

Uh, it... well, it's when

employees get to own

a piece of the companies

they work at.

Was me, I'd suggest

something like that

to daddy.

I-I'd tell him

I'd take that job,

if part of my pay

could go toward

buying a piece of his farm.

You want me to buy back

a piece of my own farm?

John Moon.

If you keep looking back,

you ain't never gonna get ahead.

Maybe you ought to worry

about losing your inheritance.

I won't need one,

I'm gonna be a millionaire

by the time I'm 30.

I got a thousand ideas

how to do it,

like making you

my daddy's partner.

You got it all

figured out, don't ya?

I have faith in you.

You're only gonna make

my inheritance bigger.

Your daddy know

what they're learnin' you

in school?

No.

I appreciate you

not discussing it with him

when you go to him

with my ownership proposal.

You will think

about it, won't you?

Be careful back in them woods.

It's slippery underfoot.

Don't you worry about me.

I'm an experienced horsewoman.

John?

Whatcha doin'?

Oh...

Well, I was bird-huntin'.

In the trailer?

I just got back.

Well, I just came by

to pick up some things.

What things?

My clothes are still

in my closet.

Well, I can't keep

wearing the same thing

all the time.

Why not?

I think you look great.

Can I come in?

Relax.

I'll get them for you

so you ain't got to see how

the place has gone to hell

since you left.

I'll bet.

Good to see ya.

Cecil Nobie offered me

a full-time job the other day.

Soon as Grady

goes off to school.

Yeah? Well, you'll be

too proud to take it, won't you?

Is that what you think?

Mm-hmm.

I was fixin' to see

if he'll agree to let me

buy a few a his heifers

to start my own herd with.

Yeah?

Yeah.

It's called

"profit-sharing."

That right?

What do you think about that?

Well, I think

Cecil'd be getting

a hell of a bargain

for whatever it costs him.

I gotta go.

"Yer wife, yer kid.

"Hand over the money,

or... bang! Bang!

Why don't ya call the law?"

Argh!

Come on, Jess, come on, baby.

Come on, baby.

Jess!

Where's my family at?

I don't know nothing about it.

You don't know

nothing about what?

I don't know nothin'

about nothin'...

Especially not about

where Jess and Nolan's at.

Well, sister, you'd better

get smarter in a hurry.

Get off, John!

She don't talk to me no more,

thanks to you.

Where's he at?

Who?

You know your boyfriend

kills cows and dogs for fun?

What are you smilin' at?

You keep smiling,

and I'll snap

your f***in' wrist.

That psycho

is not my boyfriend.

I hear from him

when he feels like, is all.

You know where I can find him,

though, don't you?

John, I know

he don't like surprises,

and if he's wantin'

to see somebody,

he'll find them.

Why don't you just

give the man an answer, Carla?

I ain't got the one

he's wanting.

Maybe you ought to

try a little harder.

I'm obliged to you

for the support, fat man.

You're a real prince.

You know, there was

a real pretty

young thing in here

just yesterday,

lookin' for a job.

She had two things

that you don't...

A pleasant demeanor,

and tits

the size of cantaloupes.

Told her to leave her number.

I'll bet she's just

holding her breath.

Where's he at?

Where's he at?

He's movin' around nights.

Try the Bonanza.

That wasn't so hard, was it?

You best not come around

for a few days, John.

If he broke somethin',

you're payin' for it.

Hey-hey-hey!

Not hurrying away

from a bad

Puffy's lunch special

are ya, John?

What say you detour with me

away from whatever

you're rushing from, or to,

back to my office,

to sign those papers

I told you I'd draw up?

Not now.

Wait. You're not agreeing

to anything, remember?

We're just protecting

your rights.

Later, Pitt.

Not too much later I hope.

Shall we say this afternoon?

Maybe, uh...

Maybe there's another matter

you'd like to discuss?

Other than the divorce, I mean.

What?

What matter?

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