Fried Green Tomatoes Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1991
- 130 min
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Ed?
Ed?
Those classes I've been taking
aren't helpin' us one bit.
Let's go to Florida...
like when
we got married.
Kyle's gone,
busy with his own life.
It'd be
just the two of us.
Well, honey, it's just
the two of us here now.
Boy, you got a good scald
on that chicken!
I'm tellin' you, that's
really good. Thank you.
We could rent a boat...
and drift around
in the hot sun.
What do you
think about it?
I'm just gettin' used to it
Honey, if those classes
aren't doin' you any good,
then don't go to 'em.
Everyone needs a
miracle in their life.
Damn, game's
blacked out!
Yoo-hoo,
Mrs. Threadgoode?
Hey, Evelyn!
Do you like it?
Oooh! Well,
who did it for ya,
darlin'? Believe it or not,
it was a student,
no bigger than a midget
from the beauty college.
Sometimes they come out here
and do our hair for free...
just for the practice,
you know.
Is Ed with ya?
No, ma'am.
His aunt said she didn't want
visitors anymore, especially us.
It's a shame.
I know he feels bad,
but Lord if he'll
talk to me about it.
Oh, thank you.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
Mrs. Threadgoode...
How about tellin' me
some more... about Idgie?
Oh, well, now,
let me see.
Where were we? Ruth had just
gotten married to Frank Bennett?
Wasn't that the man Idgie
was arrested for murderin'?
That's right.
After Ruth left, Idgie
went back to her old ways,
Hangin'out with Grady
and the boys at the river club.
But after a few years,
temptation got the better of her.
I don't wanna wake you, Miss Idgie,
but it's an all-day drive to Valdosta.
Your mama said if you're goin', she
wants you to take this pie to Miss Ruth.
How does she know where
I'm going? I told her.
Don't you go stirrin' up
no trouble for Miss Ruth now.
Yes, ma'am.
Don't "yes, ma'am" me.
You can stay in my house
as long as you want,
but don't treat me
like you treat your mama.
Grandma!
Yes, ma'am.
Hi there.
Yes?
Uh, is Ruth at home?
Who's callin'?
You just tell her it's the
bee charmer from Alabama.
Ruth,
there's some bee person
here to see you.
Idgie.
Hi.
You got a real nice home,
real nice things and all.
Mm-hmm,
thank you.
Mama said to give you
this pie.
So...
Idgie Threadgoode,
how are ya?
You look so...
so grown up.
All the guys
must be wild about you.
Tell me,
do you have a fella yet?
A... couple.
I haven't decided
on any.
Grady's the most
persistent, but...
Grady Kilgore? Don't say it so loud.
Ruth, honey, who's down there?
Hey...
Well...
What happened to you?
Nothin'.
Nothin'!
Where'd you get the shiner?
Well, l... Who's down there?
You'd better leave now. Did he hit you?
Did he beat you? Somebody's
got to talk to him. Idgie.
You're not gonna do
anything. I'm gonna kill him.
I'm gonna have a
conversation with him about...
You're not gonna do anything.
...pickin' on somebody his own size.
You're not gonna do
anything, understand?
If you care about me,
if you really do,
you'll turn around and leave
this minute. You understand?
Well, what'd
she want?
Nothin'.
Ruth's a grown woman, and
she knows what's best for her.
Mmm, I'm not so sure
about that.
Idgie?
Grady.
Hi.
Idgie, will you dance with me? No.
Come on.
It's only a dance.
Miss Idgie Threadgoode...
Get your butt off the floor.
Will you dance
with me?
I will not dance with you,
and I will not marry you.
She just adores you.
But she did fall on her
head when she was a child.
You're just a goofy girl,
Idgie, a goofy girl.
Who're you callin'
a goof? Ow-ow-ow!
Who you callin' a goof? Stop
that before I get mad and hurt ya.
Oh, yeah.
You try it.
Grady! There now, you give up?
No, I'll never
give up!
Grady finally
got dizzy and give up.
Try as they might, none of them
fellas could tame Idgie.
Now,
a letter
come from Ruth.
Oh,
it's an obituary.
Oh, no, honey,
Ruth's mother died.
Oh.
And this
is from the Bible.
It's from
the book of Ruth.
"And Ruth said,
whither thou goest, I will go;
"where thou lodgest,
I will lodge;
thy people
shall be my people."
All right, Julian,
you and Big George wait here.
Mama died.
I know.
And I'm pregnant.
Julian, I got another
box here when you're done!
I never seen
anybody with so many hats.
Why don't we put
three in one box?
I don't think we can fit
all these in the car.
We're gonna need a separate
truck for all your stuff.
What the hell is going on here?
Looks like your wife's
leavin' you, mister.
Sure she is. Don't
you touch her! Let go.
You bastard!
Put her down!
Bastard!
Whoooo!
Stop it!
Don't you hurt her!
Frank!
I wouldn't do that
if I was you, mister.
See, the thing is,
you might upset Big George.
And he's crazy.
There's no tellin'
what he might do.
Go on,
get outta here.
Hey!
Come on!
Hey, hey! Come on now!
Let's go. Come on.
You okay?
Let's get Miss
Ruth and get outta here.
Come on, Miss Ruth.
Come on.
If you ever touch her again,
I'll kill you.
Well, I sure as
hell scared him, didn't I?
Yeah, you sure scared him.
Towanda, the
amazing Amazon woman!
Towanda?
Towanda! Towanda!
Evelyn?
Evelyn!
Oh!
I'm sorry.
I was just lookin'
at the pictures, Missy.
They have the greatest stories
in that magazine, don't they?
Will I see you
in group tonight?
We'll be talking about
masturbation.
No, I don't think so. I think I've
had enough learnin' for the time bein'.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Oh!
Excuse me.
Screw you!
Excuse me,
young man.
There was no reason for you
to be so rude to me.
Get away from me, you fat
cow. What did you call me?
Beat it,
you old b*tch.
Why are you being
so mean to me?
What did I ever
do to you...
I don't understand!
Look at my Stove Top!
Boo!
Oh, honey, what in the world
is the matter?
I don't know.
Come on.
Come on.
I need some exercise.
Now, you tell me what's
botherin' you, sugar.
I just...
I just feel so useless.
So...
So powerless.
Everybody goes through that.
But I can't stop eatin'.
Every day I try and try
and every day I go off.
I hide candy bars
all over the house.
A candy bar ain't
gonna hurt ya none.
One, no.
But 10 or 11?
I can't even look
at my own vagina.
I can't help ya
on that one.
I wish I had the courage to get
it over with and get really fat.
Oh, Mrs. Threadgoode,
I just...
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