Songs That Won the War Page #4
- Year:
- 1994
- 75 min
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just gotta look a little deeper.
She's got good pipes,
sound foundation.
She gonna keep us cool in the
summer, keep us warm in the winter,
give us clean water to drink. I
mean through the pipes, not the roof.
Yeah, but Dad... Listen
to that water pressure.
Brings tears to my eyes.
Dad, you've gone
stark raving mad.
Mmm. She's speakin' to me.
Yeah? What's she saying?
"You can buy me. "
Did she say
where to get the money?
No. She did not
mention that.
Come here,
I want to show you something.
I figure in there's
gonna be your room.
Dad.
It's the biggest room
I ever seen.
It is, isn't it?
Upstairs there's a vanity
in the master suite.
Yeah? How do you know?
'Cause last time I was here, I
climbed up a tree, snuck a peek.
Your mama's always wanted
her very own vanity.
I'm gonna build her a French potty
in here. You know, one of them bidets?
"Walter Crouly Home. "
Next owner
is none other than...
Us.
Stu...
It's gonna take a good while before I can
get enough money together to get this place.
I'd like to surprise your mom.
You think...
You think maybe we could keep
this whole thing under our hats?
I won't tell a soul.
Good. Good.
Are we just pretending
we're gonna buy this place?
We're hoping, son.
So long as we got hope,
there's always a chance.
All right, let's be picking
them up and putting them down.
Hey, son!
That man over there says you
know something about a mining job.
Go to hell.
Excuse me? Did I...
Did I say something?
Just go on and get your
jollies off of somebody else.
All right, I'm tired of all
y'all making fun about my car!
First shot I get at a decent
job, and my car blows up.
I'm tired of people making fun
of my car, too, but it runs.
It does, huh?
When I got money
to put gas in her, she does.
If you got a line
on a good job, I got a car.
Maybe we should have dinner
tonight at my house, discuss it.
What you having?
How come all we ever eat
is potatoes anymore?
We eat mashed potatoes, fried
potatoes, baked potatoes.
Hey, everybody!
Hey, Dad.
Hi.
Meet my new friend
Moe Henry.
Hi, everybody.
You want something to eat?
Yes, ma'am.
There's not much.
Moe and me got hired on
as miners this afternoon.
Hey! Good job, Dad!
Problem is, if I don't
show up tomorrow morning,
foreman's gonna give my
position to someone else.
Moe knows how to get me
a card tonight, right?
That's right.
The problem is,
it's gonna cost 50 smackers.
$50 for a union card?
Where you gonna
get that?
Tell them about the dollar.
If I get the card,
Moe's gonna ride to work
with me, pay me $1 every day.
That's right! For gas!
Lois, it pays 10 times
what I'm making now.
Got the first installment
right here!
Why do you think
that is, Stephen?
Don't fight me
on this, honey.
Hey, Daddy, I got five and
some change if you need it.
Not here, not now.
I believe I got $17.
$17 plus this,
what Moe had, that's $18.
I have 800 Coke bottles
you can have.
That should give you
about $35, $40 at least.
Mama, I thought you was
saving that money for a...
Special occasion? That is exactly
right. That is what this is.
Your daddy just landed the best job of
his life. Congratulations, Stephen, Moe.
Thank you, Mrs. Simmons.
We'd better run before
that place closes. Moe.
Can I come with you?
Sure!
It's near 50 miles
to that marble mine.
Think Flossie'll make it, Dad?
It took you six months
to save that.
Now he's gonna go
blow it on a job
he'll probably lose
inside the first week.
Come outside.
Come on, Flossie,
don't fail me now.
She busted again.
Mmm-hmm.
Lidia Simmons,
what is the matter?
It's you.
You don't got good shoes,
you hardly ever eat anything,
you work all the time.
a new chance for you.
Why you always giving
your chances away?
Now, listen here...
All your dad has ever done is fought to
make this world a better place for us.
Yes, he struggles. Yes, he has
had dirt kicked in his face.
All the more reason
he needs our help.
Now, you don't wanna help him,
that's okay.
You gotta
follow your instincts.
But I will not listen
to you knock him.
He's part of me.
You cut him down,
you're cutting me down.
You're cutting down yourself.
Dad?
Would you like to
go back to bed?
What are you doing up
this late, Pocahontas?
Well...
I dreamt I had to pee, and
then I woke up and it was real.
Dad, Stu says them dreams
give you a nervous breakdown,
and that's how come
you had to go away.
Are you going away again?
I ain't going nowhere
you can't come.
You believe in angels?
Sure.
Why?
Don't you believe
in anything you can't see?
No. So do you think
I have a guardian angel?
Lidia, I bet
you got a dozen of them.
Like who, for example?
Well, I bet your grandfather's
watching over you.
Well, I thought you said
he was an alcoholic.
Lidia, it's... Lidia, it's
Dad, listen,
when you get old and die, you'd
better fire whoever's got my case
and take over
the job yourself.
I'll tell you what.
When the Lord calls me home, I'll
just ask Him about that. Okay?
ought to be hitting the sack, hon.
Look here, I cut my arm.
That makes 31 scars.
I must got more scars
than you now.
Hell you do.
I got more scars
than Frankenstein.
Put your arm up here
next to mine.
Come this-a-way.
Them cigar burns
you give yourself don't
count. Gotta be an accident.
I'm itching
like a wet dog.
You smell like one, too.
Shut up.
Orbiting Pluto, Billy?
No.
We never get
to do nothing good.
I hate this town, I hate these
ugly clothes, ugly shoes...
Why don't you just say you hate
everything under the universe
and give our ears a break?
She's gotta recite the whole
encyclopedia of hates every damn day.
It's clear.
You done good by us,
Billy boy.
Thanks.
People said
Billy Lipnicki was nuts
and saw visions
and talked to the spirits.
The only thing that I knew
is that he loved dimes.
But what I didn't know at the
time was that, that very same day,
my father had pulled out
his only decent shirt,
ironed it perfectly and put
his tie on to look respectable
so he could buy us a new house
at the county auction.
Flossie stall again, Dad?
What the hell's the matter
with you? Can't you drive?
Come on, Flossie.
Get that piece of junk
off the road!
I'm a-gonna raise a fuss
and I'm gonna raise a holler
Go around him, stupid!
Did she stall again, Dad?
Yes.
What's the matter with you?
Move it!
He's just doing it
to spite you!
That's why he cut you off!
Yeah! Move it!
What the hell?
Dad, he's hitting our car!
I see that.
Hit him again, Dad!
Do something!
What do you want I should do,
go stand between the bumper?
Quit hitting our car, you big,
fat son of a b*tch!
Son, don't...
Don't say that.
What the hell'd you say to me?
That's the way you teach your
kids, to back-talk adults?
Well, no,
but I think he seen you slamming
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