Doc Hollywood Page #7

Supposing I was to hit five out of five?

Bud, you do that I'll give you two possums.

Sir, run Henry a tab. He feels deadly today.

Evening, Dr. Stone.

Hey, Doc!

le Pumpengehause?

The new one's in.

Your chariot's as good as new, or..

good as new-used, since it's old.

You fixed my car?

Even oiled the ashtray.

Oh man! I can't believe this!

Melvin, thanks man!

There's always some extra parts when I

put 'em back together. I don't know why.

But you go ahead on. Keep 'em.

Dance with me or I'm dog food.

What?

Wendall Barnes.

Of the glandless Barnes?

Jesus.

Yeah. Come on.

Absolutely.

You see, the trick...

.. is just to visualize the target

on the backs of your eyeballs..

.. and then pretend you're just

shooting yourself in the eye.

I can't keep up. Thanks. Thanks.

How's Hogue?

Meaner than ever.

Dance?

Where's Hank?

I forget.

Music stopped.

What music?

Dr. Stone.

I have a present for you.

Thanks, Judge.

I want to thank you for saving

my old friend Hogue's miserable life.

And that said, I wouldn't be

able to call myself a Christian..

.. if I didn't give you a full pardon

on the remainder of your sentence.

You're free to go whenever you want.

What I wouldn't give to be a young man

on the road, foot-loose and fancy-free.

Did I tell you?

I've already got plans for a new fence.

All of a sudden,

I got a bug in my ear for one of those..

.. solid oak numbers with curly tops.

Hey! Victory!

Did you kill that critter

all by yourself, Hank?

Very funny. Ha, ha.

Don't you have some kind of urgent business

thousands of miles away from here, Doctor?

Viloula. Your daughter was dumping

grasshoppers in the punch bowl again.

Only two.

Shake a leg with the judicial branch,

Miss Nicholson?

Why, I'd love to. Thank you.

Would you hold this possum, Emma?

I think its time I reacquainted your ma with

some real dancin. ' No offense, Hollywood.

When you gonna bring your pig back 'round?

Hey there, Ben Stone. Hey, how are you?

Been looking for you. What a great day.

Boy, this is it.

The pinnacle of existence,

the grandeur of Grady.

The sap of life.

Couldn't be happier if I was twenty.

Put on a hell of a festival, Mayor.

Ain't you nice to say so.

Ben, let's talk turkey,

or-or squash, as it were.

About what?

Home.

Heart. Happiness.

You belong here, Ben Stone.

Breaks my heart to

think of you out there in...

.. in the land of the lunatics..

.. and I'm danged if I'm gonna let you go

without holding up a mirror to your face,

like that smile of contentment there.

So see that?

See that?

That's a face that's liked and loved,

.. a face with friends and a future.

Find some way to force me to stay?

Ben? I'm everything but devious.

Mayor Nicholson, could you come check

these ribs and tell me if they're done?

I sure can.

Rigors of the job, huh?

Well, you got your fire way too high,

I'll tell you that.

Oh, we're gonna burn down our house.

Well, don't do that.

Come on, come on.

Hi, Doc. Howdy.

Gentlemen.

Mine went out.

Okay. Careful with those things.

I know I shouldn't be doing this..

.. because you're leaving the day

after tomorrow, but I don't care,

I can't help it. So get in.

Do you mean what I think you mean?

Just get in if you're gonna get in.

Lou, I gotta be honest with you.

Rowing a boat is not what I had in mind.

Not bad, huh?

Incredible.

What was that?

Freshwater mullet.

They see the sparks from the skyrockets,

think it's food and jump for it.

Well, that's scary.

Maybe I could sit next to you

and you could protect me.

No, you'll throw us off balance.

I want you off balance.

Jesus, he's in the boat!

Get him! Get 'im! Killer fish! Killer fish!

Watch it! You'll tip us over.

Watch it. Okay, I got it.

You did that on purpose.

All right, I admit it.

I worked my way through

college by training bass.

Lou?

It's okay.

Listen, if you don't want...

Ben, I don't think I've ever wanted

anything more in my entire life, ever.

I'm just not used to

being a one-night stand.

You don't have to be.

I mean, you could...

No, I wouldn't know what to do

with myself in Los Angeles.

There are too many choices.

Let's not think about it, okay?

I can't do this.

Do you mind walking from here? I don't wanna

give the gossips any more fat to chew.

All right.

Don't worry, Benjamin. It'll all work out.

Yeah.

Hey, Jasmine!

Hey, Hank!

You've made me real mad.

About what?

What do you think?

I know you were out on that lake with her.

It makes me sick to think of you and her...

Nothing happened.

Oh, right!

Hey, nothing happened...

Come on, tough guy! Come on, country boy!

You want to take a shot at me, huh? Come on!

What are you doin'?

Come on, country boy! Get up, let's go!

Are you paranoid or something?

No. But I'm a little confused.

Suppose you and her'll

be getting married now.

What?

It's the southern way.

Man and woman as one.

Make sacrifices to build equity

in a future that has security.

Why do you sound like a Mutual of Omaha ad?

Fine. Joke it up.

At least I was prepared to marry her.

She's not in love with you, Hank.

Okay. That's the only roadblock, though.

Let me ask you something.

Don't you think a guy's entitled

to choose his own destiny?

You know, whether it's in a

small town or-or even in California.

Just that he shouldn't

have it handed to him.

You know, like its a.. Yeah you know, like..

A hat?

Right. Okay. Good, like a hat.

Your father wore it, your grandfather

wore it, too. And now you're stuck with it.

Only the damn thing is too small, you know.

It just doesn't fit.

I hate a tight hat.

And there's a lot of hats out there,

Hankster, and, and,

.. and even if this one fits,

.. and I'm not saying that it does,

just hypothetically,

how do you know it's the right one

when you haven't even tried any others on?

I sure haven't.

I mean, that's what I'm talking about.

I just don't want to screw up her life.

You know, Hollywood,

.. sometimes, a man's gotta do

what a man's gotta do.

And maybe, maybe, it's in California.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

Well, I'm glad we got that cleaned up.

Me, too, Hank.

Don't that take the rag off the bush?

Don't forget what I told you.

Please!

Sh*t.

Sh*t! Sh*t!

Dr. Stone.

Mary, thought I'd drop by,

see how you were doing.

No damn good. Water's broke. I hurt.

This ain't like none of the others.

Nah, they never are.

Mary, did Doc Hogue say

anything to you about this baby..

.. might be comin' out the wrong way?

Oh! He's comin'! He don't care which way!

Ah, fiddlesticks. Don't push, Mary.

I can run, get an ambulance.

No, there's no time for that, Kyle.

Why don't you go into my duffel bag.

There's four or five clean shirts in there.

I want you to get them and

rip them into even pieces.

All right. Listen.

Mary, don't push. All right? I know you're

going to want to but just don't push.

I'm gonna try to turn him around

so he's coming out the right way.

Is it these ones?

Ar-man-i?

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