Daddy and Them

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Come on!

Come here!

No! I'm gonna do it!

I swear I will!

Let me go!

Stop it!

Stop it!

- Stop it!

- I'm telling you!

- Give me that!

- Ow! Ow.

- Give it to... Ow!

- Drop it!

- You're gonna cut both of us!

- What do you care?

You said you was gonna

kill yourself anyway.

- Stop it. Ow!

- Give it to me!

Give me that glass of piece!

It's dangerous!

It's a piece of glass.

You said glass of piece.

- Well, give it to me. I don't care what I said.

- Ow!

Come on.

And get up.

- Quit actin' silly.

- Ow!

If I can cut that thing

right off your arm...

then I might have

a reason to live.

You're the one that told me

to get it covered up.

Talk to that dopehead

that done it.

He's the one that told me

it was artistic to do it that way...

pointy, not blocky.

Well, it's still a rose.

Crossed out name or not,

24 hours a day a rose.

And to top it off, you got that feather

or whatever down by your crotch.

I know it's just a cover-up job

that's hidin' your true feelings.

What if I had your brother's

name tattooed by my deal?

A sex reminder every time

you went to fool with me.

That's how I live every day

of my life, rain or shine.

Honey, a rose

is just a symbol...

that represents a flower

called a rose.

And you ought to be damn proud that I

covered her name up with a feather that way...

'cause I done it for you

out of love.

Bullshit!

I stayed on your ass is the only reason

you fixed any of it.

And the only reason you got

that one that means "God"...

is to take my attention

off of her being all over you!

I didn't necessarily say it meant "God. "

That one guy in there said it meant "God. "

The other guy said it was a weed whacker

on a Communist flag or somethin'.

And they don't even

believe in God... orJesus.

Honey, I jus picked i off

a picure on he wall...

'cause i called ou

o me cosmic.

And you know I'd put your name

on me anytime, anywhere.

I don't want it!

You think I wanna be just like her?

Thanks, and no hanks.

Thanks, and no thanks! Thanks, and

no thanks! Thanks, and no thanks!

Communists don't believe

in God orJesus?

Mm-mmm.

I heard they're short

on toilet paper too.

How do you know that?

That guy I used to work with,

the one I told you about...

till this tractor run over him

and killed him?

Uh-huh.

He told me.

I'll be dogged.

I didn' know abou ha.

Come on, baby.

Let's go in the house.

Okay.

Hey, look.

Does my belly look flat

as it did yesterday?

- Of course it does.

- Are you sure? Because it feels bloated.

Sugar, it's not.

Come on.

You'll have to promise me

that you won't leave me if I get fat.

Hand me them candy corn,

will you, sugar?

- Sure, baby.

- Thank you, baby.

Honey, it ain't that I don't

wanna go see your mama.

It's that we can't afford to go to

Nashville and back. I done told you that.

I akes gas money

o go places.

You don't wanna go see my mama 'cause

you hate her. I bet if Rose wanted...

Oh, come on.

Don't start that sh*t with me again.

Well, what if I used to f*** your

brother? You wouldn't like that a bit.

I didn't used to f*** your sister.

She was my girlfriend.

- We didn't f***.

- You didn't f*** her?

Of course I f***ed her!

She's my girlfriend!

You know what I mean by that.

All your mama's gonna do is talk

about your damn old boyfriends.

- Here we go. Mm-hmm.

- How great they were.

I'm sick and tired of

hearin' them damn stories.

I've heard 'em a hundred times.

And they were idiots, every one of'em!

Oh, so I'm such a dumb-ass,

I went with idiots all the time?

- Hey, you said it, honey.

- You like to hurt my feelings, don't you?

Okay, you're not a dumb-ass.

I'm sorry.

But they were f***in' idiots.

Every las one of'em

was lile-dicked idios.!

Muscle men, half of'em,

which I know you like.

F*** every one of'em.!

- You hate my whole family, don't you?

- I love your family.

Does that mean

I have to love yours?

Honey, you're gonna have to quit

actin' like you're gonna kill yourself.

It's embarrassin'.

- You know he neighbors alk abou us, don' you?

- You f***ed my sister!

You was 13 years old!

Did you want me

to get thrown in jail?

- I couldn't f*** you,

could I? Back then?

It's on the washer. Where's my brush?

Hello?

You're shittin' me.

Is J.C. Livin'here now?

Okay. All righ.

We'll call you a 12:00. Bye.

Who was it?

Honey, it was my daddy.

Uncle Hazel's been thrown in jail

for armed robbery.

- What?

- Yeah.

We're gonna have to go to Little Rock.

His bail's pretty high.

- Uncle Hazel?

- Yeah.

Well, what's he doin' committin'

a crime like armed robbery?

I don't know, honey.

Can you slice

ha bologna a lile hinner?

You know how Ruby is

abou hin mea for sandwiches.

Well, it's pretty thin.

Hey, Dewey,

is bologna pretty lean?

- I think so.

- I mean, fat content-wise?

Oh, it's good, it's good.

What do you say we just

put it on ticket, Dewey?

Well, now, Claude...

you-your bill's pretty darn high

right now as it is...

and you ain't paid so much as a nickel

on it as long as I can remember.

Now if you'd, you know, just pay

a little somethin' on it every month...

so it looked like

you're tryin'...

is all.

That's easy

for you to say.

You're self-employed.

You don't have to work for the county

for five and a quarter an hour.

I have to feed a woman

that acts like...

there ain't gonna be no more food

and is skinny as a rail.

I don't get it. She ordered

a goddamn C.O.D. Elephant.

- A ceramic elephant. C.O.D.

- Now...

Her signature was right on it.

You don't know what it's like, man.

Claude, you oughtn't take

the Lord's name in vain...

when you're talkin' to

a deacon of the church, now.

You've just went to pot ever since

your folks moved up Little Rock.

- Your daddy paid his bills.

- I tell you what, then.

You just keep your damn

thick-ass bologna. Here.

- No-No... Claude.

- There you go. Keep it.

Keep it!

I don't give a sh*t!

You just sit here

in your air-conditioned store...

while I cut weeds

and fill potholes.

And your church

can kiss my ass.

The only reason y'all go to church

is to show off new clothes.

Don't think I don't know

about stuff like that.

And you don't give a sh*t

aboutJesus.

Jesus was a carpenter.

He was like me.

He worked for a livin',

buildin' chairs.

Are you still

an alcoholic, Claude?

Can you slice me

another pound of bologna?

She'll have my ass if I don't bring it

home. We're goin' on a trip.

How come she's gotta come down here at

all? Ain't her people locked up in jail.

Honey, the whole family's

gonna be there.

Now, your daddy and them

is my family, and vice versa.

Other words,

Mama and Rose is your family.

My folks should be involved

in any big-time situations.

In other words,

a crisis situation.

But how come we have to wait for her

to come all the way from Nashville...

to ride 81 miles?

Why don't she just go to Little Rock?

We'll done be there and meet her.

Honey, it's what she wants.

She ain't gettin' any younger.

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