Tex Page #2
- PG
- Year:
- 1982
- 103 min
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I can't play basketball
if I gotta get a job to take care of Tex.
Coach Jackson's
got me in for a scholarship at Indiana.
Scouts don't even come to Bixby.
He's gotta send them a film of me playing.
If I make it through this season,
I'm gonna get out of Bixby
and I ain't coming back.
- Did we get any mail today?
- Couple more bills.
If you're hot to pay them,
it's OK with me.
Nothing from Pop, huh?
Pop would send us bills
if he thought we'd pay 'em.
I think he's hoping we'll forget
we got a father out there.
Yeah. Well, he's gotta come back,
specially if you're going off to college.
Hey, it's Lem.
Hey, Lem.
Hey!
T for Texas! How you doing, man?
Finally got us a man from the big city.
When did they let you out of Tulsa?
Where's Connie?
Oh, Connie's back in Tulsa.
She's with another man.
- What do you boys feel like doing?
- Another man?
Yeah. They're in bed together.
Course, guy's only a couple of hours old.
- You mean you had your baby?
- No, Connie did all the having.
- I just paced a hole in the damn floor.
- Tell your folks yet?
No, Mason, we figured we ought to wait
till we'd been married nine months.
Come on, guys, get your coats.
Let's go tell some people.
I can just see Cole
breaking out the champagne.
Cole don't have to know about it.
I been in Cole's house a thousand times
Yeah, well, I guess you do have to have
a few more people congratulate you.
- Getting an entire woman pregnant.
- I like how you put that.
Johnny says Cole's been on the warpath
all week.
- Hurry up, it's Cole.
- Ssh!
Open up!
What the hell's going on?
Will you guys be a little more hospitable
here? We got our common law articles.
- Hey, boy or girl?
- Boy.
- What does he weigh?
- I don't know what he weighs.
Kid just got born, man.
We put him on a diet already?
- How about a little celebration?
- Yeah! Give me that!
I'm gonna go get Jamie.
- Keep it down. My Dad's still up.
- Oh, I ain't scared of Cole.
Well, good, Mace.
I'll tell him you're here.
Hey, Jamie.
- Oh, I thought you were Johnny.
- Well, I ain't.
- Jamie, are you in bed?
- Cut it out.
Get in the closet.
Yes, Dad?
Jamie, what was that noise?
I think the wind blew the door shut.
- I told you to leave the window closed.
- I can't sleep when it's closed.
Well, you won't be able to sit if you
don't. You leave this shut, you hear?
I'm not deaf, Cole.
Good night.
Hey, you do have a reason for being
in my bedroom in the middle of the night?
I... Well...
Don't look so scared. I got my nightgown.
I'm not scared. Scared of what?
Getting what you came for.
Oh, no, no. See, Lem showed up.
He's over in Johnny and Bob's room.
Oh, yeah? Boy or girl?
- It's a boy.
- Ah!
I'm sitting there and this nurse comes in.
She goes, "Hey, are you gonna be
like her coach in there?"
And I says, "Her coach? What is this now?
A sport or something?"
"Compete against the other moms,
who can have their kid first?"
I said, "I'm sitting in that waiting room,
and I'm gonna read some old Time
magazine 20 times before I go in there."
- Hey, Jamie.
- Hey, Lem. Congratulations.
- Thank you.
- You get caught in a storm on the way?
You're just lucky she didn't have it
loaded with ink this time.
No, what he's lucky
is that I didn't have my BB gun with me.
is Cole didn't catch me over there.
Whoa! Instant death.
You are a little young
to be hiding men in closets.
I wouldn't mind
if most of them stayed hid.
- So, you had a boy?
- You're damn straight.
If it'd been a girl, you could have kept
on trying till you got what you wanted.
Oh, Jesus! Don't get her started
on that femalism stuff.
Feminism.
Boy, I'm glad
Connie don't mess around with that stuff.
Jamie, you're a real good kid,
but you don't know nothing about being
a wife and a mother, so cool out, little girl.
Well, good luck, but personally I don't
think the two of you could raise a cat.
You got a kind word for everybody,
don't you?
Lay off, Mace.
Kid's only five hours old, for God's sake!
Yeah, and probably smarter
than the both of you put together.
- Hey, Jamie!
- Sorry.
Tell Connie I'll baby-sit
as soon as I learn how to drive.
- Sure, I'll tell her.
- What's all that noise up there?
- Hey, congratulations.
- Hit that light.
Hi, Dad.
I'm telling you, Cole jumps on those guys
like a duck on a June bug.
I'd be a little bit uptight too,
if I was 48 before I threw my first kid.
- It's too late for you, Lem.
- Yeah, right!
Hey, listen, you boys got to come by
and see Connie and the kid, all right?
Oh, I almost forgot.
Pass around the cigars, huh?
No, not for me. I'm in training.
You're gonna have to teach my kid
to fast break.
Listen, the next time you farm boys
hit the big city, come on by.
- Sure.
- See you at the fair. OK, Tex?
- Not me, but say hi to Connie.
- OK, buddy.
Take care, Lem.
If you smoke that thing,
don't come hollering to me in the night.
I won't. Last time I smoked one of these,
I damn near fell off my horse.
Hey, you're not going to the fair?
lt'd just be the same thing as last year.
Waste of money.
I'm going, and I'm taking the pickup.
No way. The way you drive,
you wouldn't last ten minutes in Tulsa.
You haven't got a licence, anyway.
I will drive you and I'll give you five bucks.
Don't bother asking for any more.
It's pretty neat about Lem, huh?
Don't see what's so neat about it.
When Connie got pregnant, everybody
acted like it was the end of the damn world.
- I thought you were happy for them.
- Oh, yeah, I'm delighted
Man gets to pump gas all day.
He's married to a girl he could half-stand
when he was going out with her.
He gets to scramble around for money.
You and Jamie, both. I don't see why
the guy can't have a baby if he wants to.
Yeah? Well, it looks like he can,
even if he doesn't want to.
Jamie's smartass enough to make you
crazy, but at least she ain't dumb.
Night.
You want to see the horses?
No, I don't feel like
checking out any horses.
You wanna hit Bill's?
Yeah, why not?
Yeehaa!
If we fall out,
I hope we land in the girlie show.
We can't, man. You have to be 18.
Knock off rocking the car. You hear me?
You morons!
Wait till you get down out of the car!
You idiots!
They don't care how bad
they louse up the ride for everybody else.
If you're gonna kill yourself, you can go
to the Mad Mouse as far as I'm concerned.
We burned him!
Either that or he had a seizure.
You kids came from a sideshow
or something?
- How you doing?
- Hi.
We just made a jailbreak
off that Ferris wheel over there.
- You guys been to the fortune teller?
- I'm not wasting my money on that junk.
He's afraid she's gonna tell him
something he doesn't want to hear.
- I'll pay for it.
- I'll pay. It's my own damn fortune.
Sit down, please.
Cross my palm with silver.
Oh, you want me to pay you?
- When is your birthday?
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