Betrayed Page #5

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You got a place now.

What'd you kill him for?

Just for the fun of it?

It ain't fun killin' anything.

It was self-defence.

He had a gun.

We were protectin' ourselves.

All we're tryin' to do is

protect ourselves. Self-defence.

I don't like killin' anybody.

- I don't like people hurt.

- They ain't people. They're mud people.

You know, with you helpin'

with the farm and the kids,

I think we got a chance

at a real family again.

Well, there's plenty of space.

And, Katie, there's a closet here

ain't got nothin' in it.

I only got the one suitcase, Gary.

Oh, yeah.

Uh...

I changed this around after my wife died.

Ain't been anybody here since.

Anyway, I want you

to feel like it's home, OK?

Hey, guys. Katie's gonna be

stayin' with us from now on.

- Are you gonna be our mommy?

- Mom's dead.

I don't care.

I don't hardly even remember her.

- I do.

- GLADYS:
Rachel! Joey!

Uh, comin', Mom!

- Katie's gonna move in.

- Is she?

Can you talk to her?

Smooth it over? Just be nice.

Just be nice, OK?

Can I help you in the kitchen,

Mrs Simmons?

He's been hurt once.

I don't want him hurt again.

I'm not gonna hurt him.

Will you cut this sh*t? You been drinkin'?

We'll wait another day and see.

This ain't your business. It's mine.

Katie. Katie?

Rachel?

Aren't you gonna give me

a good-night kiss?

All right. In a minute. You go upstairs.

- I'll give you a hand.

- Well, I'm almost done.

"Wash and dry together, laugh and cry

together." My mama always says that.

What was that all about?

- What?

- With Wes.

Oh.

Well, it seems old Wes thinks

you're a grasshopper.

Grasshopper? He is weird.

Do I look like a grasshopper?

No, no, no. The kinda grasshopper

that's gettin' in people's hair all the time.

Like the FBI, CIA.

KGB, JDL, NAACP... that kinda grasshopper.

- I'm a what?

- So, are you a grasshopper?

Sh*t, yeah.

I'm gonna go kiss the kids good night.

Get in. Come on.

Good night, Rachel. Sleep tight.

Don't let the bedbugs bite.

Good night, Katie.

Daddy said we don't have to

have no secrets no more.

- What secrets?

- About the n*ggers and the rabbis.

- And the race traitors.

- And Zog. They're the sons of Cain.

Rachel, do you know what a rabbi is?

- You know.

- He's got a big, dirty beard.

- With lice in it.

- And he does it to little kids.

N*ggers do it too.

They do it in the back, in the butt.

JOEY:
That's gross.

We're the good guys. One day, we'll

kill all the dirty n*ggers and the Jews,

and everything's gonna be neat.

Do you know what a cow kiss is?

(RACHEL GIGGLES)

Turn out your light, Joey.

COMPUTER VOICE:
Will do. Will do.

- You done already?

- Um, I was just watching you.

Well, come on, I'll show you.

- You know anything about computers?

- No. Just games and stuff like that.

Yeah. Well, I can talk to anybody I want.

We have systems operators

all over the country.

COMPUTER VOICE:
Welcome

to the American Liberty Network.

- Oh, wow.

- It talks too.

Neat, huh?

My dad, when I was a kid, told me

"No amount of carrying on

is gonna make the wheat grow faster."

"Don't rock the boat."

He changed his mind later on.

We're gonna rock this goddamn boat.

Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster

when she comes... hack, hack!

Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster

when she comes... hack, hack!

Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster

Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster

Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster

when she comes

Hack, hack! Toot, toot! Hack, hack!

Oh, we'll all have chicken and

dumplings when she comes... yum, yum!

Oh, we'll all have chicken and

dumplings when she comes... yum, yum!

We'll all have chicken and dumplings

Oh, we'll all have chicken and dumplings

Oh, we'll all have chicken

and dumplings when she comes

Yum, yum! Hack, hack!

Hi, babe, pull back

- Hey, Kyle.

- Hey, Gary. Welcome to Montana.

- Thank you.

- (DOGS SNARLING)

Wow!

Let 'em through.

- Oh, Kyle! You got a list?

- Yeah.

Well, check it once in a while.

- KATIE:
I thought we were goin' campin'.

- We are.

(CROWD SINGS "AMAZING GRACE")

- Hey, everybody.

- Hi, Gary.

- I gotta get these kids fed.

- Toby made a big pot of stew.

- Great, Ellie. Go to the table.

- Hi. Hi, Katie.

(JOINING IN SING-ALONG)

You guys eat

and hurry up and get to sleep.

- Can't I stay up a little?

- No, you cannot stay up.

Goddamn, that's good beef stew, Toby.

She can bake a cherry pie

Quick as a cat can wink his eye

She's a young girl

who cannot leave her mother

They're waitin' for you

down at the trailer, Gary.

I'll be along, Wes.

- Hey, Shorty. Where's Gary?

- Oh, he'll be back in a minute.

Come on out here.

Sit down and warm your toes.

Gets kinda nippy up here.

- I just got the kids to sleep.

- You're real good with them.

They're nice kids.

- Where'd everybody go, anyway?

- Oh, visitin' friends, puttin' kids to bed.

I'm kinda the old watchdog here.

How do you feel about this?

It's all kinda new to me, you know?

I never really known

any Jews or n*ggers before.

- I don't like hurtin' people.

- Well, I don't either.

I don't even like seein' a fight.

But, if we don't fight back, they'll take it

all away from us, the whole country.

Jew-boy judges, and bankers,

and politicians with

their n*gger police, and Orientals.

- All of these people with guns.

- I know. I don't like it either.

Hell, I have to close my eyes

every time I pull the trigger.

You got a good heart, Katie.

There's nothing wrong with that.

But you learn. You gotta do

what's gotta be done.

I learned too.

All I ever wanted was just to

raise my crops and raise my boy.

The bank took my farm

and Vietnam took my son.

I got nothin' left to take.

I ain't in this for myself, either.

I got a good heart too, Katie, just like you.

- What are you doin' up?

- I can't sleep. I got the hiccups.

You do?

Boo!

I'll lay down with you.

Good night, Shorty.

Good night, Katie. Good night, sweetheart.

(SINGING CONTINUES)

Hey, hey, blue

Come on, blue

Come on outta there, lazy.

- Oh, it's nice here.

- Yeah. I bet you're hungry, too.

- Yeah.

- Well, we got breakfast.

TANNOY:
Bob Daniels, Chattanooga,

you're wanted at the registration desk.

Hey, Lyle!

(ALL CALL OUT IN UNISON)

Have a nice day, Lyle!

I done told you not to say that to me!

- (LAUGHTER)

- Ah!

Lyle thinks "Have a nice day"

is a Jewish plot to put us all to sleep.

- Can we play ball now, Dad?

- What are you doin'? You got school.

- Wes, help me out.

- Let's go, you monkeys! School time.

Go, go. (IMITATES MACHINE GUN)

(RACHEL GIGGLES)

How sweet.

- (GUNSHOTS)

- There they are, over there.

- This is school?

- Yeah.

(GUNSHOTS)

- Very good.

- How's she doin'?

She's doin' great, Gary.

She's a better shot than you are.

Isn't that great? This scratches.

This doesn't feel good.

No, it doesn't, does it?

- Freeze!

- Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.

- Freeze!

- Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.

Freeze! Target!

Shoot!

Pay attention to the target.

Site it. Just a little bit below the target.

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