
Primrose Path Page #8
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dropped in for gas one day.
Yeah. What gas you talking about?
Down to the beach. The day
you dropped in with uncle fred?
The day she was down
to the beach with who?
What uncle fred?
Uncle fred?
Oh, sure!
Of course. Of course I remember.
Sure, I knew I'd seen
you someplace before.
Where's pa? - Where
do you suppose he is?
Pa? Well, uh...
pa's went down
to the library
to find out something about them greeks.
You see, pa's what I guess
you'd call kind of a bookworm.
You got part of it
right, anyhow.
Well, come on in.
I want to show you
some of pa's things.
This is where my pa
does all of his writing.
And everything them greeks
wrote is right in here-
you know,
...philosophy-
and he changes it
into english.
Boy, that would sure be
over my head.
Well,
he's plenty smart.
Yeah. Well, doesn't he
ever do nothing else?
Yeah, he gets drunk and falls in
the ditch at the bottom of the hill.
Uh, you better run
along, Honeybell.
And over here is
his diploma.
They give it to him
at college.
It says on it what for,
but I can't read it so good.
Well, he must be
quite a guy.
Oh, I wished he was here
so you could meet him.
Uh, well, you run on
out there now
and make yourself to
home while I fix up.
All right.
You go tell him
a piece, Honeybell.
I can't.
Why not?
Ma told me to keep
my mouth shut.
Oh, well, you run along. Come on.
If I get tanned, it's
your fault. All right.
Now come on out here
and say your piece.
Look at her following
ed around. Ain't it cute?
Oh, Ed, why don't you
take the comfortable chair?
Thanks.
You don't see a good-looking
man around here often,
do you, Honeybell?
Ain't following him
because he's good-looking.
Now, now, Honeybell.
Ellie wants me
to say my piece.
Well, maybe Ed don't want
to hear your piece.
Oh, sure, sure. Go ahead.
I'd like to hear it.
Leave her be.
She says it cute.
And don't forget
the motions.
Come on, now.
What is it?
Don't swat
your mother, boys.
Now, Honeybell, maybe
ed's too tired to hear it.
Leave her be!
Shall I say it?
Sure. Go ahead.
Don't swat
your mother, boys.
"Don't swat your mother,
boys, just 'cause she's old.
"Don't mop the floor
with her face.
"Think how her love is
a treasure of gold,
"shining through shame
and disgrace.
"Don't put the rocking chair
next to her eye,
"don't bounce the lamp
off her bean.
"Angels are watching you
up in the sky.
Don't swat your mother.
It's mean."
Very good.
That ain't
bad.
Homer.
See you have a visitor.
Homer, I didn't expect you
back so soon.
Well, imagine...
so this is why you tried
to get rid of me.
Oh, nonsense, Homer. Nobody's
trying to get rid of you.
This is
Ellie May's hus-
I know who it is.
So, mr. Hawkins,
in my own home.
Oh,
listen to me.
You think I'm a fool?
Homer!
It's Ellie May's
husband.
Ellie May's
husband.
My name is Wallace.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Are you so ashamed to have
him meet Ellie May's father?
Is that why
you sent me away?
Why does he always have to
turn up at the wrong time?
Pa.
Well, there ain't nothing
the matter, is there?
No, he's just
pie-eyed again.
Oh, you ain't feeling well, are you, pa?
Oh, why did you
bring him here?
Why didn't you
stay away?
Homer, please.
Well, now you know.
You know what
we are-outcasts!
All of us! Outcasts!
Don't cry, pa.
Let him cry.
Maybe some of the gin
will run out of his eyes.
It's all right, pa.
You sit here.
Outcasts...
now, Homer, let Mamie
put you to bed.
Wait a minute, ma.
Let me open this.
Let's take
his coat off, dear.
Why'd you have to bring him
here, darling?
Don't look so surprised, young man.
Ellie May must have
told you he was a souse.
Well, she didn't.
What kind of a family
did you expect to meet?
I don't know.
Well, we're just
like you see us.
We ain't no better
and we ain't no worse.
Well, who works
in this family?
We ain't on relief.
What are you,
a millionaire?
No, I ain't.
I might have known it.
So that's why
you put Ellie out-
just because she wasn't
in love with a millionaire.
Who said we put her out?
Well, you did,
didn't you?
I don't know what kind of fairy
tale she's been telling you,
but she ran out
by herself.
And, besides,
she took my best pair
of slippers.
Hmm. I think I begin to get the idea.
You begin to get
what idea?
Ain't you gonna stay
for supper?
No, I think
I'd better run along.
I guess our supper ain't
good enough for him.
Ain't he
the stuck-up mutt?
And you don't ever have
to come around here again,
as far
as I'm concerned!
Nyah nyah nyah!
Stuck-up mutt!
Freshest thing
I've ever seen!
Ellie May,
I'm so sorry.
Oh, it's
all right, ma.
Ed will understand.
Where's Ed?
He's gone.
You're well rid of him,
if you ask me.
Ed! Ed!
What happened
to Ed?
He couldn't take it.
You didn't say nothin' to him, did you?
I couldn't be bothered.
She called him
a stuck-up mutt.
Oh, baby.
Ma, Ed's gone.
Ed! Ed!
You ain't cryin' 'cause she
lost that big baboon, are ya?
Oh, ma, I've had enough
excitement for one night.
Anyhow, it'll leave more
chow mein for the rest of us.
You ready to eat?
I don't want nothin'
to eat.
I'll show
'em what a little boy am i.
Well, he's at it again.
Where is this Hawkins?
Bring him on.
I'll show him. I'll show him
who's got courage in this house.
Mamie Adams,
where are you?
Oh, my.
Put that down.
Hello, Ed.
Where have you been keeping yourself?
Oh, I've been
kind of busy.
We've missed you. Hey,
gang. Look who's here.
Hi, big boy.
Well, scratch
my eyes out.
If it ain't
our wandering boy.
Hello, Eddie.
Carmelita,
look who's here.
Hi, taco.
Hey, boys,
give him a card.
Where's
the ball and chain?
Let's not talk
about that.
What's the matter
with him?
Don't ask me.
What's the matter,
ed?
I just feel kind of low, that's all.
A little
domestic trouble?
What do you
ask that for?
I figured it was gonna
happen sooner or later.
What do you mean
by that?
I don't want
a punch in the nose.
Hey, what are you
trying to get at?
Oh, everybody kind of figured how
you were stuck on that Adams kid.
Well, maybe I was.
So what?
That's why nobody
said anything.
Sort of figured you
knew who Mamie Adams was
up on primrose hill.
You're a pretty right guy.
Nobody wants a punch in the nose.
That's why nobody
said anything.
Back so soon?
Ain't Ed here?
Ain't he with you?
I don't know
where he is.
He just run out on me.
You mean to say he let you
come down here all by yourself?
Oh, I didn't mind.
I hitched a ride.
What did he run out
on you for?
Everything went wrong.
I guess my folks didn't
set with him so good.
He ain't married
to your folks.
Maybe it don't pay
to be honest.
It don't with
weak-minded people.
I'm gonna find him.
Aw, why don't you
calm down?
You make too much fuss about him anyhow.
I'd like to know what your
folks has got to do with you.
Nobody darest go
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