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but my name's Bobby Dinsmore

from over on Skeens Ridge.

Well, sure I do.

I used to play the sax in the band.

Mmm-hmm.

Your mama made me

this here uniform,

'cause they didn't have one big

enough to fit me at the factory.

I bet you nobody knew

it was homemade.

Well, it still looks right

nice on you, Mr. Bobby.

All of you look right pretty,

as a matter of fact.

Since our almighty God has called our

sister, Fiammetta Onicelli Mulligan

from this life,

to himself,

we commit her body to the

earth from which it came.

Give her eternal rest,

O Lord,

and may your light

shine on her forever.

(SNIFFLES)

Don't cry, Fleets.

(SOBBING)

When are you gonna cry?

I can't.

Why would you put a rose

on your daddy's grave

after he treated you

like such dirt?

Maybe he'll do

something kind

and look out for Mama

when she gets there.

(HONKING)

I do not like that sign.

The N fell off.

My brother kept this

building pristine.

You've let the place

go to hell!

Why Aunt Alice, I can't

believe you haven't heard.

In honor of Mommy's memory,

Mutual's has officially

gone Italian.

From now on, everything around

here is gonna end in a vowel.

My brother Fred'd

be ashamed!

Sail on, Alice.

Alice,

sail on.

Thank you for the pineapple upside

down cake. It was delicious.

I did not send it.

It was not mine.

Mine was a Texas sheet cake,

which I hope you froze.

I did, right next

to my emotions.

Well, you know,

Alice Lambert

wouldn't have a reason to mess

with you if you had a husband.

You know, I know

Theodore's a Yankee,

but, hell,

at this point,

you just gotta take

whatever you can get.

I like being

the town spinster.

It has cachet, Fleeta.

Yeah, well,

you can't hug cachet.

(TYPING)

SPEC:
Well, thanks for

stopping by, Doug Kilgore.

You tell that peanut farmer

that I say, "Hi."

Thank you, Spec.

You take care, now.

EARL:
Mr. Broadwater

will see you now, Ave.

Tell your mama and them

I said, "Hi." I will.

Come on in, darling.

Take a seat.

Yeah.

Ave, how long

I been a lawyer?

Long time.

And what I learned is this.

When people die,

that's when all

the secrets come out.

(DOOR CREAKING)

Earl, shut the damn door!

I swear that boy hasn't got the

sense that God gave a screwdriver.

anyway-

A while back, your mama came in

to see me about doing her will,

which I did.

And when I was

gonna notarize it,

she added the letter.

I don't understand.

You will when you

read it, darling.

You best take

a deep breath.

(SIGHS)

EARL:
I'll send the rest of

the files to you, Miss Ave.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

"...too ashamed and never told

them about my angel girl. Mama."

How did this happen?

She was already pregnant

when she left Italy.

And she was too ashamed

to tell her family.

Came and found work

as a seamstress, so...

Fred Mulligan felt sorry

for her and married her.

Which explains why

he never liked me.

'Cause I'm not even his.

(SIGHS)

This is my father.

Well, this sure

explains your nose.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Ave, he's pretty suave.

Yeah.

Very.

You gonna go find him?

Why would he want me?

No man ever did.

I do.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(HONKING)

NA LOU:
Hey! Ave!

Pull over!

Pull over!

Wise County Bookmobile.

Next stop, Shawnee Avenue.

Wait! Don't go! I got two

check-outs for you. Don't go.

Okay-

This is my favorite book on

Chinese face reading. (CHUCKLES)

No, no. I've read the face

of every man I've ever known.

It's never been wrong.

You really think

face reading's true?

It never fails.

I gotta say. I'm not one bit

surprised you're out here crying,

all tore up and all alone.

You got a perfect little

cupid's bow on your lip,

which means

you are proud

and private

and romantic. See?

(SCOFFS)

Yeah, but all that information

is useless if you don't love.

Now, that's where old Charlotte

Bronte comes in with her Jane Eyre-

Miss Bront can write

her a love scene.

"Yearning and longing."

"Longing and yearning."

Nothing will take your mind off

your tragedy than a good romance.

I haven't seen this

since I was a girl.

Yeah, well, it's time

for a revisit.

And take notes, honey.

(WHISPERS)

Please, take notes.

Call you later!

...my book report,

but I hate Moby Dick.

My gosh, I love those shoes.

May I borrow them for

my barbecue tonight?

Why, thank you.

Bobby's gonna be there.

So I'm gonna pick up some

lipstick for that, too.

Totally.

Hey, Miss Ave?

Got my prescription ready?

Not yet.

She's so slow. I don't understand

what takes her so long, right?

Hey, ladies!

Put that lipstick down.

And do not touch

any more magazines,

because our patrons

like them untouched.

Virginal.

If prescriptions

didn't take so long,

we wouldn't

read 'em, Fleeta.

FLEETA:
Don't make me

call your mother.

It's Pearl Grimes.

Look at her!

She is the ugliest thing

I have ever seen.

So sad.

Well, you know she's a mess.

I mean, that clothing.

You know it's from Goodwill.

Think about all the people

that have worn that before,

and she's putting it

on her daughter...

Tayloe Slagle.

Your birth control pills are

ready over at the counter.

Your birth control

pills are ready.

Thank you so much

for trading at Mutual's.

Hope to see you soon.

I can't believe... Can you

believe she just... Let's go!

Come on, girls.

From now on

I'm getting my pills

in Appalachia.

They're not very bright.

I'd rather be pretty and stupid

like them than what I am.

Mmm, no, you wouldn't.

Pretty fades, honey.

Stupid, it's annoying.

They got talent, too.

They baton twirl.

It's not a talent one

calls upon later in life.

Well, I ain't

got no talent.

And I ain't good

at nothing.

Mmm...

(SIGHS)

You know, it's just Fleeta

and me around here.

We could use a hand.

Me? You want to

give me a job?

What do you say?

We ain't got no car. I mean,

how am I gonna get here?

I run all over

these hills, hon.

Wouldn't be nothing

for me to pick you up.

You could start by tackling that

big pile of junk sitting there,

and take some of that

out back for me?

That'd be a big help.

Okay-

Thanks.

(SNIFFLES)

So, this is your idea

of the new employee?

You know, she don't keep

herself very nice.

You just don't

like Melungeons.

No, I don't.

But she'll do.

L\/A LOU:
This is the box office

speaking- We are sold out!

If you don't have a ticket,

then you do not have a seat.

I repeat, if you

don't have a ticket,

then you do not

have a seat.

I've asked you

a dozen times,

it is the penultimate

moment in the play.

I mean, have you ever seen

West Side Story?

It's like, if Chino died

of an epileptic seizure.

What is supposed to

happen is very simple.

Point the gun at me.

Thank you, Virgil.

No. Wait a minute.

Is that a prop?

You know what?

Point it away.

It's supposed

to be a shot

and then blood.

But what we have here

is a shot, no blood!

Okay, Mr. Tipton,

let me tell you.

I'm gonna take this here tube and I'm

gonna rig it right up your pants...

I can't act with

a tube in my pants!

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