Smooth Talk Page #5

There's no rush.

Just put the phone back,

and I'll still be here.

There's nothing to worry about.

You're just a little scared is all.

The place where you came from

ain't there anymore.

The place where you had to go

is cancelled out.

This place you're in now,

inside your daddy's house...

...well, it's just a box.

It's just a cardboard box.

There's nothing for ya.

Connie, sweetheart?

Are you all right?

Can you hear me?

I hear you.

All right, now put your hand

on your heart.

You feel how fast that's beating?

You feel that?

See, that's because

it's a very special heart.

And it's telling you to be sweet

and pretty like you wanna be

and give in to me and get away

from here before your folks come back.

You don't want them

to get back here before we do.

Now, get up, honey.

It's best you get up

all by yourself.

Come on, sweetheart.

Come on, hon.

Give this girl some space, Ellie.

Come on, now.

Now, that's the

bravest girl in the world.

They're all eating corn and hot dogs

cooked to bursting over the fire.

And they don't know

one thing about you and never did.

Not a one of 'em

would've done this for you.

Just...

...leave my family out of this.

Let's leave Ellie here.

We don't want Ellie on our date.

I mean,

just look at him.

He could stay here

and guard your daddy's house for you

so no harm will come to it

when you're out with your lover

on a Sunday drive.

My sweet little blue-eyed girl.

What if my eyes were brown?

I asked you to go for a ride

with me today, and you came.

And that's what happened.

Am I right?

I don't wanna see you here again.

Ever.

Understand?

Hey, kid.

Where you been?

Took a walk.

We missed you.

Wish you had come to the picnic.

Me, too.

You mean that?

Yeah.

No.

I don't know, Dad.

I don't know anymore.

Honey, I'm so sorry

I hit you this morning.

That's all right.

Honey, I thought about you all day.

It's okay.

It's okay, Mom.

Don't cry.

What happened today?

I don't know.

Well, where'd you go?

This man...

...he came and asked me for a ride.

And I went.

You know...

Maybe I didn't go.

Maybe I'm going out of my mind.

Listen, I didn't go.

Don't worry.

That didn't even happen.

Would you dance with me?

Yeah, okay.

You wouldn't feel, like,

defiled or anything by touching me?

Do you still like this song?

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