Leaves of Grass Page #3

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(Ken)

You know, the pull

was unimaginable.

Kenny. Can you see

the man is reading?

(Ken)

Huh?

I don't think

he wants listen to you

chronicle the evolution

of Tulsa Jewry.

I'll let you get back

to your reading.

Thanks.

(Ken)

Oh, oh, It's a little

embarrassing. I don't

mean to be...

It's just, uh...

If you got family down there

you know,

nieces and nephews.

I don't, but.

Well, I mean,

if you did or you know...

It's, uh, it's,

it's not too far away.

And, uh, you know,

I do great work.

Uh, I know you do.

I never take accidental

encounters for granted.

(female)

Kenny! Kenny!

So. I, yeah,

I'm gonna run.

Rick Bolger.

Hey, Rick.

Folks call me Bolger.

Nice to meet ya'.

Man, you really

do look like him.

I think that's what

they mean by identical.

Your brother

was a great friend to me.

I, I hadn't seen him

in awhile. But, thanks.

You ain't got no bags?

No, that's it.

That's me.

[Cheerful country music]

I ain't been up

here in awhile.

I was gonna

stay me in a hotel.

So where'd you go?

Found me a dead-end

in a construction site

near the airport.

Laid out

counting stars.

Crazy how much

buildin' they got

going on up here.

Folks just don't take

to the country no more,

I guess.

You figure.

It's a mystery.

[Cheerful country

music continues]

You need

a drink or anything?

We're coming up

on Broken Bow. We could

stop off at the Metotem.

Sure.

Metotem.

Oh, I almost forgot.

This here

was your brother's.

I don't know

if you wanna...

Hi.

You're shittin' me.

Buddy.

(Jimmy)

You clean up nice.

How's that?

Where's the duds from?

Oh God. No, no.

Wait a second.

Wait a second. You...

Where's Bolger at?

He's around back,

but I'm not who

you think I am.

Oh, you're not?

No. You don't know me.

I wanna know

what you're doing

up here in Broken Bow

when we don't want you

in Broken Bow.

Um, it's my mistake.

I'm, I'm just gonna leave.

Well not

'til Buddy gets

here you won't.

Buddy?

Calm down.

Calm Down. Listen.

Keep it up, Brady.

I'm not him.

I'm his...

Come on, Brady.

(Bill)

No! I'm not... Ugh!

Ugh! [chokes]

You don't wanna be

coming up north where you

ain't got no trip wires

booby traps

and police

you done bribed

think you can sell

your souped-up turbo

grass to whoever you like.

[Gunshot]

I wondered

where you was at.

(Bolger)

Don't seem like

a fair fight.

(Buddy)

Well, nobody asked

you two to come up

north neither.

We had business

in Tulsa.

I heard about that.

What you heard?

Heard that Brady here

owes Pug a lot of money.

Will you explain

this, please?

The less you say

to these two f***in'

inbreds the better.

He thinks you'll

expand business down

to all of Little Dixie.

Dumb p*ssy,

I already said.

How 'bout I say this?

How're you feelin'?

Brady?

Hey, Buddy.

What the hell

is going on?

Well, um, I guess

I kinda got resurrected.

What? Are you

out of your mind?

(Buddy)

Okay. Easy now.

Hold on

to him now.

No. Let go of me.

Let me go.

Not until you calm

down, you won't.

You had him tell

me you were dead?

(Bill)

With a f***ing

cross bow?

I'm sorry about that.

But there weren't no other

way to get you to come here.

Ow. Ow.

Oh. Down here for what?

I'm gettin' married.

As if I care.

What kind of

excuse is that?

And I'm having a baby.

You're gonna be an uncle.

Who would be

dumb enough to have

a child with you?

(female)

I would.

(Brady)

Remember the Dentons?

On Zunis back home?

Colleen Denton?

You remember.

I baby sat

you when we were

in high school.

You was my favorite.

You used to sit

in the kitchen

reading books.

I got to watch all

the TV I wanted as long

as I kept the door shut.

You read me

Shakespeare sonnets

when I was going to sleep.

And now you're

going to marry

this pothead?

Uh, he's not no more.

I'm leaving

all that behind.

Oh, uh, yeah,

I can see the evidence

for that everywhere.

I get to keep on smokin'

'til the baby comes and then

it's cold turkey on that too.

But me and Bolger's

gonna double hit it 'til

the bottom drops out, huh?

Uh, what a great time.

Anyway. You know what?

I wanna leave as quickly

and painlessly as possible.

Just stay

through the weekend.

No.

You can

go see Mom.

Look, Brady.

I am leaving.

What you

did here is cruel

and irresponsible

and exactly

why I stay away.

Bill, you know

I read every goddamn

article you write?

I read 50 pages

on the interpretation

of one word in Aristotle.

Sat the whole f***in'

day with the dictionary,

and not

the Merriam-Webster,

the motherfuckin' O. E. D.

read whole piece. You're

lookin' at one of 'em.

What do you want,

Brady? I mean, what

do you f***in' want?

I just wanna see

my brother who I love.

What's the crime?

Why couldn't you pick up

the phone and call me,

just ask me to come,

like any normal person?

Because when I do

you never call me back.

And if you did,

you'd just say no.

Am I lyin'?

Well, am I lyin'?

No. No, you're not.

Why...

We ain't bad people, Billy.

I know you're not.

You know Mom

put herself in a home?

A rest home?

Yeah.

Jesus.

You want her to die

and you don't

even come to say goodbye?

Is she still using drugs?

Just go see her

and find out for yourself.

I can't. I...

I just can't.

I can't go and...

What the hell did any of us

ever do that made you

hate us this way?

I don't hate you.

I really don't. I just...

Where you're from

don't matter to you?

Your family?

Your own f***in' brother?

Look. I try to live

my life with a purposeful

measure of control.

I adhere to certain

philosophic tenants

that were laid down

centuries ago

by some very

introspective thinkers.

I'm talking about three

f***in' days in Idabel.

Son of a b*tch.

Okay, look. I will stay

through the weekend.

(Bill)

But then I'm out of here.

Do you understand?

Yeah, well.

You son of a b*tch.

Hey, hey.

Don't f*** around.

Stop. Jesus.

(Bill)

My God.

I think he thought

we were selling dime bags.

What is all this?

Well, let me enlighten

you on a point or two.

It all starts

in the Mommy room.

And you got

your young'uns

over here. Your juvies.

And your adults

in the back.

(Brady)

All these lights

are sodium vapor,

Hortilux HP thousand watts,

and an incandescent's

got too much far red

in the spectrum.

Makes the plant

grow too tall

on the stem

and the leaves get

all narrow, the whole

thing just keels over.

Plus, it reduces the potency,

which is definitely

not what we want.

(Brady)

Now, LED is getting

to be all the rage

'cause it's cooler

and it saves you

on power costs.

But, I'm

a sodium vapor man.

We got your electronic

digital ballasts

Hey, raise her up, Bolger!

And who built all this?

Me and Bolger.

(Brady)

Some buddies helped.

Your brother

designed it all.

The horticulture part.

Quonset hut

comes in catalog kit.

A kid could assemble it.

We should've

got a contractor

to pour the pad,

but we couldn't

hire one, could we?

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