The Burning Plain Page #3

wore your mama to bed?

It was silk.

You gonna putt it on?

I'm wearing my fathers shirt.

You promise not to touch me?

I promise.

Does your burn hurt?

No.

Mine hurts a lot.

You promised

you wouldn't touch me.

Do you want me to go?

No.

Sylvia?

Mr. Turner just called,

he's bringing in

a party of eight.

And we're over-booked?

What'd you want me

to do, Sophie?

Are you okay?

Just take care of things

until I get back.

Could you come outside?

I need to talk to you.

What's up?

Do you like me?

Do you?

Do you think

you could love me?

Well, I guess so.

Let's just get out of her.

Just me and you. Today.

What're you talking about?

Let's just pack

your car up and go.

Go someplace new...

and start over again.

Somewhere new...

just let's go.

- I don't understand...

- Yes or no?

I don't know...

I gotta think about.

Mariana!

Mariana!

I can certainly

sympathise with you,

I gotta create problem

in my entire life,

and not because...

Hi... everybody.

Hi, Mom.

Had dinner?

No, we been waiting you.

I'll go get it started.

Why you so late?

Honey... you scared me.

What'd you do tonight?

I went to pick up

some fabric, and...

then we went to Libbys.

I also went to Libbys.

I didn't see you there.

Maybe you weren't there

when I was there.

I was there since 4 o'clock.

Stop asking questions

and help me.

Clean up this mess.

Nick?

Hey, it's Gina.

I need to talk to you.

No, not the trailer. um...

The supermarket?

Say... eleven?

Okay.

Bye.

I love you,

you love me.

I know this fact,

it's real.

You wanna let it go?

No, please,

you don't understand.

Listen to me,

You wanna let it go?

I don't wanna go no more.

Forever?

I can't keep staying with you.

I'm gonna wait for you at

the trailer, everyday at noon.

Until you come back.

- Hi, Mom.

- Hey...

- I gotta surprise.

- What's this?

Well... we haven't had a picnic

in a long time, so I just thought...

Tell you, it's kinda cold

out here, honey.

Hey mom, is this for Stripes?

- Stripes, can have a cookie.

- Okay.

Can I have a cookie?

No, not till you had

your lunch.

I'll do the burgers.

- You about ready?

- No, not yet.

Hey, guys.

Come join us.

- Hey, kids.

- Why we're having a party?

It's not a party,

for fun, a picnic.

It's just for fun.

I have some home work to do.

Oh, come on, don't you wanna

roast some marshmallows?

I'm not a kid, mom.

Mariana, how about you?

Just for a little bit?

I have to go to Kate's house,

to study for a school project.

- Bye, daddy.

- Bye, sweety.

I can't.

I just can't.

I'm sorry.

You may wanna brush up on

the worst traffic light lamp...

Coming!

Hey.

Are you okay?

They haven't been here either.

I think we should

check the Palms.

If we dont find them here.

they're gone.

Believe me, a Mexican with a

We'll find them.

We just keep lookinkg.

When is the last time

you saw her?

I lost her two days

after she was born.

Why?

I didn't deserve her.

Teachers must really like you.

- Hey, hon.

- Hey.

There's somebody

here to see you.

Hi.

Hey, you never told us

about Mariana.

She's a friend from school.

- You wanna stay to lunch?

- No.

No, we... we're gonna grab

someting somewhere else.

Hey, why don't we go

have lunch at Polus.

Yeah.

- Very nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.

- See you later.

- Okay.

Have fun.

See you, my boy.

What're you doing here?

I wanted to see

your parents's room.

It's this way.

Did your mom and dad get along?

So... so.

Come here.

Still hurt?

Yeah.

With a little girl?

You're sure? Thank you.

They're in room 51.

- What?

- 51.

What?

What're you doing here?

I wanna see my daughter.

- Don't understand.

- Her daughter...

- She wants to see her daughter.

- I don't wanna see you. Go away!

- She don't want to see you.

- Go away!

- She don't wanna see you.

- Maria!

Maria!

Don't worry.

We'll think of something else.

Hey.

Hey!

Maria!

Please, just let me

talk to you for a second.

- Leave her alone!

- Please...

Leave her alone!

- I beg you, just...

- What do you want? What?

- Please, Carlos.

- Go away and leave us alone.

- Carlos.

- What?

Leave.

Are you sure?

Can I sit down?

I'm very sorry, I ran away

like that yesterday.

I didn't...

It just...

Maria, do you speak English?

You're all grownup.

I think about you

all the time.

Especially on your birthdays.

Try to imagine

what you look like.

You're so beautiful.

You know, you look

just like your father.

My dad's in hospital.

Why?

His plane crashed.

Is he okay?

I don't know.

He's a pilot.

He's a crop duster.

You don't know?

Is everything okay?

Your dad would like her to come

to Mexico, we could take with us.

You think she'll come?

Dear Lord, take care of us

and everyone else. Amen.

Okay... now bed.

Have you said your prayers?

I don't pray anymore.

That's wrong, Mariana.

Lotsa things are wrong, mom,

which can't be fixed by praying.

You've been acting

so strange lately.

Tomorrow I want you to tell me

what's on your mind.

Good night, sweety.

Good night, mom.

Good night.

That girl who brought home

the other day...

is her daughter?

Yes, sir.

Are you f***ing her?

Why you doing this?

It's none of your business.

You can't be doing

this sh*t to your mom.

Stay outta this.

It's not enough

what already happened?

It got nothing

to do with this.

You gotta stop seeing her.

You understand?

Do you... understand?

You enjoy betraying your family?

I'm talking to you,

you son of b*tch!

- I'm not betraying anyone.

- You're worse than your father.

You get to bring her home?

You're gonna be burned

in hell with him.

I'm sorry.

Get outta here!

What happened?

Tell me it isn't true.

Look at this.

Tell me this is a lie.

Did you actualy

sleep with him?

Santiago, my dad

is on his way to get you.

Go down, and come get me.

What grade are you in?

The eighth grade.

Do you have a boy-friend?

No.

Do you?

I don't have a boy-friend.

Jose Sanchez Martinez.

I wanna have the plastic

surgery and a new breast.

Don't do it...

I like how you look.

The scar is so ugly.

You beat death.

You fought and won.

That makes your scar beautiful.

Don't erase it.

Get up, mom...

Get up, mom... Get up, mom.

Get up!

Mom!

How's he doing, Doctor?

Can the girl stay and listen?

It's her dad.

There are some complications.

His leg is badly infected...

if the medicine wont help

to clear it up...

we'll have to operate

and amputate his leg.

Can we go see him?

You can go and see him,

but he's sedated.

Hi, daddy.

No, girl, not so close.

He's gonna be okay, right?

Yeah, he's gonna be fine.

I... I love you, daddy.

Don't...

You can't stay here.

You have to go.

Let's go.

Maria, come on...

we have to leave, okay?

Come on.

Wait! Can I...

can I just stay

a little longer?

I don't know,

what she's saying.

It's his wife, she'd like

to stay a little longer.

Two minutes.

Santiago...

It's me...

Mariana.

You're not ready to die,

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