Bloody Mama Page #2

HERMAN:
God damn it!

- Get him. Help!

- I can't...

Get on the ferry!

Let's go! Come on!

Hell! Move over, Freddie.

Herman, grab him! Grab him, Herman.

HERMAN:
Push him up! Push him up!

(MAN GROANING)

(MAN EXCLAIMING)

Look inside his wallet, Arthur.

- Come on, get it.

- How much you got?

- $2.

- $2?

Get over here and take his arm.

Go ahead.

He thinks you're gonna

put your foot down, Herman.

(MAN GROANING)

Maybe I am gonna

put my foot down, Lloyd.

Ma wouldn't like it.

You don't know

what Ma would like, Freddie.

Ma wouldn't like it.

God damn it, don't tell me

what Ma would like!

(MAN CHOKING)

(GASPS)

Herman had one of his bad moments.

KATE:
Didn't you, Herman?

That's what I had, Ma.

Baby?

Herman, tonight you'll sleep with Ma.

You'll sleep with Ma.

She'll keep away all the dreams.

I didn't mean to kill him, Ma.

I know that you didn't, baby.

I know that.

In this world, we can't always

do what we wanna do, Herman.

(SOBBING)

We can't always have

what we wanna have.

But, baby, we got each other.

Now, come on.

Come on, now. We're gonna sing,

we're gonna sing a hymn.

We're gonna sing something sweet,

like the Barker family does. Come on.

Ok, we're gonna sing The Battle Hymn of

The Republic, all right? Sing.

ALL:
(SINGING) Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Our troops was marching on.

KATE:
Once again!

He has sounded forth the trumpet.

That shall never call retreat.

KA TE:
We listened to Billy Sunday

and Aimee Semple McPherson

and put a little something extra

in the plate at church.

I knew if God got his,

he'd see to it that we got ours.

We were all happy

when Lindy made it to Paris.

I liked a man who took things

in his own hands.

My Herman was a lot like that.

(TRAIN HORN BLOWING)

(PANTING)

Do you like me?

- What kind of dumb question is that?

- Do you like me at all?

(SIGHING)

You're a customer, baby.

I f***ed you.

But you're a freak.

What do you mean, I'm a freak?

Tell me what you want me to do.

You wanna marry me?

Or you want me to fix him up?

Oh, hell, everyone knows what she can do.

Ask if she can cook as good as Ma.

You should taste my pie crusts, little boy.

They'd melt in your mouth.

Tell you what you can do for me.

Buy me a diamond ring.

Never expected anyone to marry me.

Still, I kind of dream

about a diamond ring.

I cut my finger on your freaking glass.

Anything we take out of

this store is glass,

I'll be back to shove a few splinters

through your head.

Maybe I ought to just

take out one of your eyes for good luck.

No. Please, don't.

Put it in a ring. Maybe sell it.

- Leave him alone, Herman.

- Come on, let's get out of here, Herman.

He got eyes like Pa, Herman.

Leave him alone.

- Come on.

- LLOYD:
Come on, come on.

Yeah.

HERMAN:
You got eyes like my old man.

Come on.

You lucky son of a b*tch.

- Come on, Herman.

- I'm sorry.

Come on. Come on!

Let's get out of here.

(CAR DOOR CLOSING)

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

KATE:
That's the most beautiful

darn thing I ever saw.

That's...

Thank you, sweetheart.

From me to you, Ma.

Thank you, baby.

Gee, Ma.

We hardly got anything

from that damn jewelry store.

Well, don't you fuss.

Don't you fuss no more. Come on.

Don't fuss no more.

Mama's here.

(CRYING)

Another day, another dollar.

(PLAYING LIVELY COUNTRY MUSIC)

(MAN WHOOPING)

(WOMAN LAUGHING)

Hi, there. I'm Charity.

Would you like to take me on a walk?

No, thanks.

I think you'd better.

My brother, Herman, he's...

Thief! This boy's stealing the clothes!

MAN:
Thief!

(CHARITY SCREAMS)

(PEOPLE SHOUTING)

- Get him!

- MAN 2:
Get him!

(ALL SHOUTING)

(HERMAN EXCLAIMING)

Give me my dress. Give me my dress.

(EXCLAIMING)

(PEOPLE SHOUTING)

You stupid idiot.

KATE:
1929 was a bad year

for a lot offolks.

The rich men was jumping

out of the windows,

and, as usual, they fell on the poor.

Well, at least my Herman

and Freddie had a roof over their heads

and three square meals a day.

Let me know if it hurts, now.

KEVIN:
Hey, that hurt.

But it hurts good.

(MOANING)

Ma taught us how to walk a back.

Ain't no Barker boy

can't take out any pain you got.

Did your mom walk your back a lot?

Yeah. Ozark massage, she calls it.

Like when you're nervous before a big job,

Ma'll walk your back and sing.

She sings,

What an Army ofBoys We'd Have

if We'd Ever Draft the Girls.

Everybody would feel

so goddamn easy inside,

you could kill 20 cops and not even blink.

What did you say?

You have three brothers, Fred?

Yeah.

Are they all just as good as you are?

Well, Herman, he's the oldest,

Herman's a little rough.

When Herman walks your back,

it's kind of a beating.

I mean, Herman

would just kill a guy, just like that.

Or beat him up.

Yeah, or beat him up.

Like...

'Cause he enjoys it.

What's the matter?

You don't...

- You don't like to beat a guy up, do you?

- No.

Not unless I have to.

Tell me something.

What?

You like to get beat up?

Oh, Jesus!

I got an idea.

What you gonna do?

(WHIMPERING)

What you gonna do?

I'm not gonna hurt you.

(WHIMPERING)

(PANTING)

I really like you.

(SINGING) It's a-me, it's a-me

it's a-me, O Lord.

Standing in the need ofprayer.

Not my brother, not my mother.

It's a-me, O Lord.

Standing in the need ofprayer.

It's a-me, it's a-me

it's a-me, O Lord.

Standing in the need ofprayer.

HERMAN:
And God bless Freddie.

And God bless Lloyd.

And God bless Arthur.

And God bless Ma.

God damn it!

And God bless Pa.

Wherever my blessed Papa is,

God damn it!

You bless him.

Hey, that guy's a creep!

Oh, shut up.

What the hell's the matter with you?

That guy's a creep!

(HERMAN SCREAMING)

(lNMATE GROANS)

(SCREAMING)

They did this to my Herman.

They did this to my little Freddie.

Oh, hell, Ma, they just got caught.

Don't curse in my house.

John Wilkes Booth just got caught.

Jesus H. Christ just got caught.

You with all your book learning.

I'm not Mary, mother of God,

so I'm gonna see that they get sprung.

How you gonna do that, Ma?

I'm gonna raise me a heap of money

and I'm gonna hire the smartest

and the slickest lawyer.

You know the trouble

with Jesus H. Christ, Lloyd?

The trouble with our Lord was that

he didn't have no smart, slick lawyer.

Ma,

you are dark.

And what's that supposed to mean?

Oh, well, I just mean you're very deep.

Deep like a well.

You know, Mama, sometimes I look at you

and I see a ring

of bright glory all around you,

thick, inky black.

And deep, dark.

Thank you, Arthur.

My eyes have seen the glory.

KATE:
Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

Lloyd, when you're all working

on those model airplanes,

you get to acting awful silly.

No, Ma. It's just that mine eyes

have seen the glory. Hallelujah.

Hey, Ma, how you gonna

raise yourself a heap of money?

We are going to do a big job.

And this time,

I am gonna go on it with you.

- Hallelujah.

- KATE:
Lloyd!

Here you are, Ma.

All right, now, everybody,

reach for the nightgown of the Lord.

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