That Evening Sun
1
Eh! God.
You make a habit
of taking things
ain't yours?
Your name's
Meecham, ain't it?
They sent you to
collar me, then?
Yes, sir, they did.
How much
they paying you
to bring me in?
Twenty dollars.
Did they already
give you the cash?
Not till I
show up with you.
I see.
Well, you...
you help me find my
timepiece down here,
and I'll let you
bring me back to
the authorities.
Sh*t.
Gosh.
Sir, I don't know
what to tell you.
I believe that watch
made a run for it.
Hell, no, it didn't.
That's the problem
with your generation...
no follow-through.
I've had that
timepiece 50 years.
My wife give it to me.
Man, we looked over
there, like, three
times already, man.
Like I said...
no follow-through.
Twenty dollars, huh?
Yes, sir.
I'll give you 25 to
forget that old
folks' home
and drive me out past
Ackerman's Field.
Ackerman's Field, man.
Sh*t.
Looks like you
got company.
You sure this is
the right place?
My name's on
the mailbox,
ain't it?
How much was it
that I owed you?
Just $20,
like I said.
Worth every
nickel of it.
Twenty dollars
worth of distance
from Linden, Tennessee.
That'll do it.
Here.
No, sh*t, man.
No. No, here.
Okay, thank you.
You know that girl?
She your relations?
Not by a
considerable sight.
I hate just
to drive off.
It's whole lot of
nothing out here.
Way I like it. Don't
worry nothing on me.
Suit yourself, Homes.
Take it easy
in this heat,
man, all right?
Howdy.
Who are you people?
What are
you doing
on my farm?
Well, my name's Pamela,
and I'm sunbathing.
Um, mama's in
the house,
I guess,
probably cooking,
and I don't know
where Daddy is.
Somewhere. Probably.
I mean,
what are you
even doing here?
Why are you here?
We live here.
Ain't you Mr. Meecham?
I certainly am,
and this is
my place.
Oh, I'm Mrs. Choat.
Ludie Choat.
Lonzo's wife.
You... you remember
Lonzo Choat?
Oh, Lord God.
We rented
this place
from your son.
Been here going
on three months.
I was hardly gone
three months!
Well, we
got the papers...
and everything.
We thought you was
in the old folks' home
over in Perry County.
I was. I
ain't no more.
I need to use
the telephone.
Uh, we ain't got
a telephone.
Of course there's
a telephone!
We always
had a phone!
There's one
in there, but...
it don't work.
Ain't, um, hooked up,
or... or something.
I don't know.
You can talk
He'll... he'll be
here directly.
I'm an old man.
I may die directly.
Abner Meecham.
Is it true Paul
rented you
this farm?
Ninety-day lease,
option to buy.
I guess
this is news
to you, then.
Sorry you had to
come all this
way out here.
Cover yourself, girl.
An option
to buy, huh?
Yeah, that's right.
Let's get
one thing clear
out of the gate.
That will
never happen.
Will... never... happen.
You know why?
Because you wasn't
never nothing but
a loafer, Choat.
You and your
daddy both
never owned so much
as a pair of pliers.
Hell, that's my wrecking bar
You're still
as contrary as
you ever was.
If you think you
can buy a farm
this size
with food stamps,
you're mighty mistaken.
You remember
that time I
tried to rent
that tenant shack
out there from you?
No.
Well, I did,
and you wouldn't
rent it to me.
Ain't life funny.
I never rented
that house to nobody!
It was built too close
to the main house
to begin with!
There wouldn't
have been privacy
for either place.
Hell, that
must've been
20 years ago.
You do remember.
Remember how long ago
it was I needed it
and I
didn't get it.
And life is funny.
And you can forget
about your food stamps.
I got
plenty of money
now, Meecham.
I'm buying this place.
I'm gonna tend
to it, too.
I'm gonna have it up
and running in no time.
I ain't seen none
of this famous money.
Besides, this place
ain't Paul's to sell.
We fixed it up legal.
If I was you, I'd
be packing my stuff!
We'll see.
We sure
as hell will.
Now, where's
that paper?
Right here.
I thought you'd
want to see it.
Why don't
you step out
into the light?
I can see just fine!
This ain't
no legal bond!
The hell it ain't.
Unless you
got something
else to say, then...
Where are you
going, Meecham?
How you aimin'
to get back
to town?
Hold... slow... slow
down, Meecham.
Slow down, slow
down, listen.
Now, I can't
let you go
inside the house.
The furniture come
with the place.
That was part
of the deal.
But not my stuff!
Ain't none of your
stuff in there.
We cleaned
all that out,
put it out
in the tenant house.
Now, listen.
Listen to me.
If you want
to go over there
and get whatever it is
you need to get, you can.
Then I need you
to be gone, okay?
Okay?!
Yeah...
Ma'am.
Lonzo is down
in the barn still.
I know.
I- I don't think
it's a good idea,
Mr. Meecham, not
unless Lonzo is here.
I just want to have
a look around,
that's all.
Check on things.
Everything's just
fine in here.
That cab's coming
for you, I guess?
What's that?
That taxicab?
It's coming back
to pick you up soon?
Exactly how am I supposed
to contact that taxicab,
Ma'am, you want
to tell me that?
Am I supposed to use
that phone in there,
the one you broke?
Maybe I should
just walk back.
Hell, it's only
about 20 mile.
I'm only about
80 year old.
Okay, okay.
I'll leave when
I'm good and ready.
You tell
Lonzo the same.
Oh!
You ain't gonna
shoot me, are you?
Wha...?
I wasn't planning to,
but you go sneaking up
on me like that,
I can't be responsible
for what transpires.
Mama sent this.
She said she bet
you was hungry,
and hot as it was,
you needed something
cold to drink.
Well, what did
Lonzo say about this?
He didn't.
He left to go
play poker at
Mr. Goodwin's house.
Here, let
me help you.
No, I can...
I can... uh,
I can do it.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Tell your mama
I'm much obliged.
Is this
your stuff?
I've been wondering
who all this sh*t
belonged to.
This ain't sh*t, kid.
A child your age
ought not to use
that kind of language.
Lord, you cheer
a person up.
Are you always in
this good a mood?
Just when I get routed
away from the trough.
It's just a word.
I'm sure
you've said it
a time or two.
I'm 80 years old.
I can say whatever
I care to.
What are you doing
in here, anyway?
Making myself
some quarters.
You're moving in here?
Daddy won't like that.
I don't rightly care
what your daddy likes.
I'm sure
he'll give you
a lift to town,
if that's
what you need.
Ha! Folks in hell
will be eating
Eskimo pies
before Alonzo Choat
hauls me anywhere.
Well, if you're
gonna stay here,
you ought to get up
some nicer curtains, then.
Maybe even some flowers
to help get the
smell out.
Yeah. Maybe I'll
even get me a dog,
liven up
the place a bit.
Oh, Daddy won't
allow no dogs.
He can't stand
to hear 'em bark.
You say he can't?
I had the
cutest little pup
when I was a girl.
His name
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