Fried Green Tomatoes Page #3
- PG-13
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- 1991
- 130 min
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my money? We're goin' home!
- Who are you to boss me around?
- The one holdin' your money!
Give it back.
Now, get in the car.
All right,
I'll get in the car.
You win!
Come on.
Sucker!
I'll leave when I want!
I don't know how you can break
your mother's heart like you do.
I'm not doin' anything
to my mother.
Oh, no? Why do you think
I'm here for the summer?
Your mother was so worried, she thought I
might be able to talk some sense into you.
But you're too busy
being selfish!
What are you
talkin' about?
You're not the only one
who lost Buddy.
We all miss him...
but turning your back on
your family is not gonna help.
What's he got to do
with anything?
Looks like you're the one with
the problem forgetting my brother.
Why, just ten miles away...
down by the river,
there lurks
a den of the devil...
where liquor
and gamblin'...
and sin abide!
Snakes and serpents...
Hey, Scroggins!
You're finally preachin' about
somethin' you're kin to... snakes!
As I said,
snakes and serpents
take many disguises.
Let's turn to page 53
in our hymnal.
Yoo-hoo!
Big George thought
I might find you here.
If you give me a chance,
a chance to get to know you,
maybe it'll be fun!
Fun?
Idgie, just spend
some time with me.
Please?
Suit yourself.
You sure you
don't wanna back out?
It's not too late.
I'm sure.
Here, hold this.
Tell me now,
you like trains?
Yes.
Good.
We'll get along
just fine!
Boy, did we
luck out tonight.
Hop in.
Hop?
Oh. Give me
your hand.
Put your foot
up there.
Hold that.
Ooo-ooo!
Look at all this!
Don't you think we should get off
the train? It's startin' to move.
No. The fun
just started!
You all right?
Well, sometimes I get
Don't look down.
What are you doin'?
Come on. Look.
They're throwin'
away food!
You talk about
"give unto others."
Yes, but this food
isn't yours to give.
That's church talk.
I've seen those same people
over at church on Sunday...
over at the river club every
other night of the week,
doin' anything
but pray. Come on.
More!
Give me some.
Okay, time to get off.
We gotta jump.
Jump?
Yeah, jump. The next stop's
five miles down the tracks.
I don't wanna walk
that far back.
Are you crazy?
You're not kiddin'.
Well...
I give up. Jump.
I'll tell Mama I'm not
a good influence on you...
You'll never jump,
will you?
Don't say "never"
to me.
Towanda!
You all right?
I'm fine.
I'm all right.
Ow!
Does this hurt?
Guess so.
We better get you to
a doc... doctor. Sh*t!
Which way is it?
About two miles
down the tracks.
All right,
let's go.
You'll never be able
to carry me that far.
I know.
Never say never.
I'm not carryin' you.
You're walkin'.
Thank you,
Julian. I owe you one.
Uh. Ow.
Aren't you ready yet?
What?
This doesn't have anything
to do with trains, does it?
You like honey?
Yeah, I like honey.
Fresh honey?
Yeah.
Me too.
There it is.
There what... is?
You'll see soon enough.
Now... stay here.
No matter what happens,
don't move.
What are you
gonna do?
Ah.
Here you are, madam.
This is for you.
Why did you do that?
You could have been killed.
I'm sorry.
Don't you want
the honey?
I got it
just for you.
It's all right.
I do it all the time.
I never get stung,
honest.
Don't be
mad at me, Ruth.
Idgie,
I'm not mad at you.
No foolin'?
Is it bad,
what I did?
No.
I thought I might
be crazy or somethin'.
No, no.
I've just never seen
it done... before today.
You're just a bee charmer,
Idgie Threadgoode.
That's what you are,
a bee charmer.
Here, you want
to taste it?
"Satan started to
laugh at Jobs devotion.
"He bet God that Job would
never have so much faith...
"if he didn't have
so many blessings.
"He went on and on so long and
so much that God finally agreed...
"to let Satan
put Job to a test.
"Suddenly, from bein'
on top of the world,
Job was plunged down into
the deepest pits of misery. "
Surprise!
Idgie Threadgoode!
Tonight we're gonna have
a real party.
Drink this... and then,
we're gonna play some poker.
I don't know how to play
poker and I never drink...
but thank you anyway.
Oh,
my darlin' Oh, my darlin'
Here comes the windup.
Burn that ball in here.
Burn 'em in here!
Right in the pocket. I
don't know how to bat.
And you don't drink,
either.
It's gonna be a spitter.
Hold the bat and swing.
Spitter?
- She gonna spit at me?
- She's gonna spit on the ball.
Swing that bat!
I'm gonna take
another crack at it.
Get 'em in here.
Now run, Ruth.
Run!
Come on
around the bases!
Don't kiss everybody.
Run!
I have never had
so much fun...
in my whole life.
I even got a home run.
A clean one
at that!
A straight beats
three of a kind.
You know,
poker isn't half bad.
What's your mother
gonna say...
when she sees us both...
drunk?
what people think. I know.
You've always done
the right thing.
You took care of your daddy,
the preacher, when he took sick.
You take care of all the kids
over at the church school.
You're gonna
take care of your mama.
And I'm gonna marry
the man I'm supposed to.
You gettin' married?
As soon as
the summer's over.
Oh, am I
gonna miss you.
This is
the best birthday...
I ever had.
Ruth invited
Idgie to the weddin',
write back.
No, but she did drive all night
to Valdosta, Georgia,
to watch from afar.
Oh, here we go!
And she swore
she'd never see Ruth again.
No sir! Whew!
Now, Mama Jamison,
you put that down.
Oh, my Lord!
During these next few weeks,
we will be learning to reclaim
our own power as women!
Hallelujah!
And tonight, we're gonna
begin to explore...
our own femaleness...
by examining the source
of our strength...
and our separateness.
Our vaginas.
So if y'all will just
slip off your panties...
and straddle your mirrors.
Ms. Couch!
Ms. Couch!
Um, I need to be excused
for a minute.
Um, Missy, could you come
with me to the ladies' room?
- Do you find this threatening?
- Uh, well, um...
do you have a problem with
your sexuality? No, ma'am.
But I do have a problem
with my girdle.
Cherish is the word
I use to describe
Hi, baby. All the
feelings that I have...
All right, fried chicken!
My favorite.
I don't know how many times
I wish that I had told you
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