Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood Page #3
Don't you dare!
Oops, slipped.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Whitman.
I'm sorry your son is a baboon's ass.
Ya-Ya!
What a wretched woman!
She's dead now, I'm happy to say.
I never saw my mama so proud
as when we stepped off that train.
Buggy, on the other hand,
made Vivi do penance for a month.
She thought for sure
she'd lost her place in heaven.
Worrying about the afterlife is
no way to live through this one.
Honey, your Grandma Buggy was about...
...the unhappiest person
I think I have ever seen.
And there was something
in Vivi's very nature that...
Scared the sh*t out of her.
She was overwhelmed by Vivi's
life force. Nothing's changed.
Since your mama came
into this world...
...she took up all the space
in the room.
- That's my brother, Jack.
- I didn't know you had one.
That's why you're here, bb,
to know what you didn't know.
May I tell you a secret?
In my prayers...
...I thank God for granting my son
his true love at an early age.
Sunflower, will you come
and take a walk with me?
Of course.
You don't wanna be a pilot,
you want to impress your father.
Come on, Vivi,
I ain't doing this just for him.
There's a war on.
It'd be wrong not to go.
It'd be wrong to leave me here.
You said...
I'm sorry, bb. It's already done.
Besides, I gotta do
something right for the old man.
- Will you come back?
- Of course.
- Swear on the Virgin.
- I swear.
- Swear on your mother's life.
- I swear.
Now I want you to make me a promise.
Promise me that when I come home...
...you'll be the one I come home to,
you understand?
What if I'm away being
a big city newspaper woman...?
You can do anything you set your
mind to. You know that, don't you?
I'm going to miss you.
He made me swear not to
till he told you.
What did Genevieve say?
to change his mind.
Daddy called her unpatriotic.
He gave a speech and made a toast.
to a son going to war...
...so now Daddy's in the doghouse.
Amen.
There's not a goddamn breeze
in Louisiana.
Will someone please wring me out?
We cannot just sit here and puddle.
We'll have to make our own breeze!
No! Don't you do that!
Oh, my God!
Do not pull over, Teensy. I mean it!
If you can't talk your way out
of this one, then I don't know what!
We are going straight to hell.
Yeah, we went to jail. I was so proud.
Your mama was a bad influence.
If not for you, our moral fiber
would've been shredded to rags.
Teensy, smack her for me!
Kids, am I gonna have
to give you a time-out?
Vivi?
Yes?
You all right?
I'm fine.
- You need anything?
- No.
All right, then.
"I owe all my creativity to her.
If I'd had an easy childhood,
I'd have nothing to write about."
That is the truth, honey.
Why isn't Grandma Buggy's name
on this invitation?
Well, that birthday business was ugly.
Your granddaddy had
just settled a big case...
...and he wanted to strut his money.
Buggy didn't want to have that dance.
She didn't believe in parties.
And sure as hell didn't believe
in celebrating your mama.
He did it just to spite her.
Taylor Abbott treated his horses
better than he treated his wife.
And your mama got caught
in the crossfire.
Boy, did she ever.
Daddy, is it real?
- Of course it's real.
- It is?
I think it's the most beautiful thing
I've ever seen in my life.
Mama, it's gorgeous.
Did you pick it out?
Mr. Abbott, that is not a proper
gift for a girl.
That's right. But it's a perfect gift
for a young woman.
Aren't you just the luckiest
little girl God ever made?
Why don't you come with me, bb?
Hey, good-looking.
This ring doesn't compare
to the one I'll get you.
Everybody saw.
is how beautiful you are.
And we're not gonna be like them.
All right? I swear, honey.
Don't you worry.
Don't you worry.
No!
Whatever you did to make your father
give you this ring is a mortal sin.
May God forgive you.
I didn't do anything!
He just gave it to me.
I didn't do anything!
She is sick. Don't let her get to you.
Don't worry.
I'll steal it back if I have to.
Now do it, Buggy! Do it!
Give the girl the goddamn ring,
Pick it up.
Daddy!
You bend down, and you pick up
that goddamn ring.
Give me your hand.
Viviane, I gave this ring to you.
It's yours.
It's from me to you.
You understand?
What do you have to say?
Making a fool of yourself
in front of Viviane's friends?
You go to sleep, girls.
You okay?
Yeah, but wow.
How horrible to be so hated
by your own mother.
Mama's jealous, competitive and
judgmental, but she doesn't hate me.
Not like that.
Oh, wait a minute.
Yes, she does. Forgot.
She's trying to hate you, honey.
You delivered her a swift kick
in the ego. She's just smarting.
- Could be Chick.
- It's her.
Could be Chick, but it's her.
- Don't answer it.
- Right.
- Hello?
- Caught you.
You think you can get away with this?
I know what you're up to.
Up to? What's that supposed to mean?
- You don't fool me.
- Well...
We're not up to anything. If we were,
it would be none of your business.
Don 't poke around.
You'll spoil things.
I don't want a big fuss, that's all.
I don't want candles on my cake.
It'll look like the burning
of Atlanta.
When we want your advice,
we'll ask for it. Got it?
Big kiss.
She thinks it's about her birthday.
Can you believe it?
- It's coming up real soon too.
- Couple of days.
No numbers, everybody.
That's one thing Mom always
did real well, the birthday thing.
In the morning,
we'd have a party, just us.
When Daddy got home,
we'd do it again.
He could never know about that
morning cake, so she always got two.
It was our secret.
I'm so glad I had you.
I'm gonna call Connor.
You go right ahead.
We'll leave you alone.
But we'll be listening from
the kitchen, so talk loud.
Hi.
- How did you know it was me?
- Who else?
- How are you feeling?
- A little disoriented.
Horse tranquilizers
will do that for you.
- I can't believe you let them do this.
- They didn 't ask.
They called on the way, told me
their plan. I saw you off.
From where?
I helped them get you on the plane.
They're organized.
They even had a note from a doctor.
Your pills are in your bag.
- I have a bag?
- In the closet.
- Tell Connor we say hello.
- Did you hear that?
I'll tell you one thing, meeting
them explains a lot about you.
- Such as?
- Let me put it this way.
You're more normal than
you have any right to be.
Why'd you do that?
They'll explain it all to you
at the Betty.
I'm gonna try and bust out tomorrow.
I gotta get back for work.
Don't rush back on my account.
I just said it was for work.
Maybe you ought to fix this thing
with your mother once and for all.
Why are you so worried about this?
Because I'm afraid that one day our kids
may feel that way about you.
These women may be nuts, but
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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