Bag of Bones Page #3

Yeah, well, I think

it's a little late for that.

Yeah.

Well, thanks for saving

my little girl.

I guess God sent you here

at the right time.

God's got nothing to do with it.

I was just going to Buddy

Jellison's for a hamburger.

[Both chuckle]

This is a little bit weird

for me, but, uh,

you're one of my favorite writers.

And I can't believe you just

showed up out of nowhere

and saved my little girl!

Oh, thank you.

And you know who I am?

Of course.

You, uh, inherited

that house on the lake,

but you haven't been back since...

Yeah, since my wife died.

[Quietly] Yeah.

Well, um, you take care

of yourself now, okay?

Stay out of the road.

Nice to meet you, Mattie.

Nice to meet you.

- Bye.

- Bye!

Bye, Kyra!

[Tires screech]

Hey.

Hey, uh, you want a menu?

Uh, I was told

to order a villageburger.

One villageburger coming right up.

Uh, what do you want on it?

Everything.

And a local brew.

Grab a seat.

We'll bring it to you.

Thank you.

Villageburger, on!

And drag it through the garden.

[Sighs]

See you made a new friend

this afternoon.

Yeah, yeah.

Two, actually.

I hear that Mattie Devore can be

quite a dear in the right position.

Yeah.

You hear a lot,

old-timer?

More than you know, son.

Old don't mean dead.

Thank you.

[Sighs] You'd do well

to keep your distance

from Mattie Devore,

Mr. Noonan.

- Mm.

Uh-huh.

How do you know my name?

We don't see a celebrity

here every day.

Yes, well, I'm hardly

what you'd call a celebrity.

Well, we take what we can get.

I'm really sorry to hear about

what happened to your wife.

Hmm.

She was a doll.

So when she'd come in here

and eat, uh...

Would she be alone?

Uh, I guess so.

Or sometimes

with Bill Dean and his wife,

sometimes with Brenda Meserve,

and maybe another friend or two.

"Another friend or two,"

huh? Yeah.

Maybe. Yeah.

Why are you so interested in who

your wife was eating with,

Mr. Noonan?

Mike. Mike.

Just... just call me Mike.

I don't know, I guess

I'd just like to know

what life was like

for a year on Dark Score.

You know, all those years that

I couldn't make it up here.

So...

Hmm.

Anyway.

Mattie Devore...

She's a...

A nice enough girl,

only she can be trouble.

That ain't fair, Buddy.

Mattie Devore's in trouble

and with the wrong people.

Person.

And who's that person?

Max Devore.

He's a mean old son of a buck.

I mean, he owns that big,

uh, computer company.

Multi-millionaire.

Yeah, I think I, uh, may have

seen him yesterday afternoon

in the window

of that old resort up there.

- Mm, Warrington's.

- Mm, yeah.

Yeah, that's the fella.

Mean old cuss.

He wants custody

of the little girl, Kyra.

And why would he want to take

his daughter's little girl away?

- Daughter-in-law.

Mattie married Devore's only son.

- Devore had the boy

when he was 60-something

with some Vegas showgirl

who's no longer

in the picture, of course.

- Oh, okay.

- And so about a year ago,

Lance, that's Devore's son,

he goes a little Dark Score crazy.

What does that mean?

He tried to drown the little girl.

His own flesh and blood.

And Mattie ended up killing Lance

just to protect the little girl,

and ever since then,

Devore's made it his mission

to take Kyra away from her.

And what Max Devore wants,

Max Devore gets.

[Both laugh]

[Sighs]

[Sighs]

[Chuckles]

[Clicks tongue]

[Chuckles]

[Phone ringing]

Hello?

Mr. Noonan?

Yes?

- I understand you met

my daughter-in-law today.

Ah, this must

be Mr. Devore.

Yes, well, it's a pleasure

to meet you, sir.

I'm concerned about my granddaughter.

I was told there was

an incident in the road today.

- Uh-huh.

How did you get my number?

You were seen talking to them.

Yeah, I met a woman and a little girl

on the road this morning, yes.

I stopped to ask directions

to Buddy Jellison's cafe.

Don't lie to me,

Mr. Noonan.

Why are you protecting

my daughter-in-law?

Did she promise you something, hmm?

Listen to me,

Mr. Devore!

I don't like your tone of voice,

and I don't know how

you got my number,

but you can shove it up

your ass, you understand?

[Chuckles]

[Sighs]

Sometimes I feel

like a motherless child

sometimes I feel

like a motherless child

sometimes I feel

like a motherless child

[door creaks open]

A long way

from home

a long way

from home

sometimes I feel

like I'm almost gone

sometimes I feel

like I'm almost gone

whew.

Sometimes I feel

like I'm almost gone

a long way

from home

what in God's name?

A long way

from home

Sara Tidwell.

A long way

from home

[Frankie and Johnny plays]

[Hums]

[Sighs]

Frankie and Johnny

were sweethearts

oh what a couple in love

swore to be true to each other

true as the stars above

he was her man

but he done her wrong

Frankie went down to the corner

for a bucket of beer to buy

the bartender told her

that Johnny was makin' love

to Nellie Bly

he was her man

he was doin' her wrong

Frankie went home in a hurry

she didn't go there for fun

Frankie went home just to

get a hold

of her old .44

he was her man

but he done her wrong

and Frankie peeked in on the party

she got a surprise when she saw

Nellie and Johnny were makin' love

sippin' something through a straw

he was doin' her wrong

Johnny in a panic

mounted the staircase

screaming oh Frankie

please don't do it

she pulled that trigger

and rooty toot toot

three times she did shoot

he was her man

but he done her wrong

now this story has no moral

and this story has got no end

this story just goes

to show you women

that there ain't no good in men

he was her man

but he done her wrong

[applause]

[Knocking at door]

- Mr. Michael Noonan?

- Uh-huh, that's me.

This is for you.

Just take it.

What is it?

A subpoena?

To appear in the offices

of Elmer Durgin,

attorney-at-law and guardian

Ad Litem of Kyra Devore.

And it's my duty to remind you

of the penalty

should you fail to...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'll be there.

[Sighs]

Let me give you a piece of advice.

Don't mess

with Mr. Devore.

Or he'll squash me like a bug?

[Scoffs] I believe the script says,

"let me give you a piece of advice.

Don't mess with Mr. Devore,

or he'll squash you like a bug."

That's right,

you can say stuff like that

because you're the hot shot

book writer.

[Clicks tongue] That it?

[Sighs] I'll see you

at the deposition, Noonan.

Sounds good.

[Sighs]

"Help 'r.'"

help her?

Is that what you're trying to say, Jo?

Help Mattie Devore?

[Bell rings once]

[Laughs]

[Bell rings once]

[Bell ringing rapidly]

[Woman screams]

What?

[Screaming continues]

Sara Tidwell?

Is that you?

Sara?

Is that you?

I think we might have company, Jo.

[Thunder booms]

Lullaby and good night

[groans]

With roses bedight

creep into thy room

[door creaks open]

There pillow thy head

if God will thou shalt wake

when the morning doth break

if God will thou shalt wake

when morning doth break

if God will thou shalt wake

lullaby and good night

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