The Most Hated Woman in America Page #6

What kind of religious nut

goes off and sells a stolen car?

Well, maybe this isn't the work

of a religious nut.

What do you mean?

Well, Madalyn was stashing

loads of cash, right?

Mmm.

Makes for the greatest motive of all.

Greed.

This is just like the old days.

You used to let me win.

You were the boss.

I had to.

Does that mean

I'm supposed to let you win now?

You do have the gun.

And we all know what that means.

Compensating for a very small cock.

Right, Red?

That's what you always say, Grandma.

Oh, come on, Madalyn.

You can do better than that.

I don't waste my best lines

on small-time crooks.

You're just as much of a crook as I am,

rippin' people off

in the name of your cause.

That is bullcrap!

I have devoted my life

to protecting the First Amendment.

The things I've had to endure.

Made a little money along the way.

I deserve it.

You are so full of yourself,

you can't see

the f***ing forest for the trees.

While you're out fighting the world,

you're making real enemies

right under your nose.

You get a load of that, Red?

David Waters is lecturing me.

Your own son would tell you

the exact same thing.

And...

gin.

I led a life wasted

without faith in the Lord.

And I hope I can right

some of the wrongs I caused.

I see my mother as a sinner now.

She demanded things of God,

and when he refused her requests, well...

she began to battle with him openly.

Now all she cares about is...

getting wealthy by hating God.

Do you love your mother?

Oh, I love my mother.

I forgive my mother.

But I'm not proud

of what she did to this country.

Do you pray for her?

I wish I could pray for her.

Turn it off.

But I'm afraid

it wouldn't do any good.

Sold out to the highest bidder,

the goddamn church.

Mother.

I've been called

every dirty name in the book.

There's not a day goes by

without a death threat.

None of it hurt, but this...

This...

Garth, am I really that bad of a mother?

No.

Mother, I will always be here.

- We'll both always be here.

- Oh...

Mr. Waters.

Thank you, Roy.

Ms. O'Hair, it is a pleasure.

Oh, well, have a seat.

I saw you on Carson last week.

I love the way

you shut Billy Graham up.

Oh, thank you.

It was a little easier than it looked.

Now you're just being modest.

That preacher's more full of sh*t

than a Christmas turkey, that's for sure.

Oh, hell, he's more full of sh*t

than a goddamn humpback whale!

So... you're here about the, uh,

office management position?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Yeah, you sure you, uh, wanna join us?

Right now, we're holding

this place together

with bailing wire and chewing gum.

I have held together more with less.

My son, Bill, he used to, uh,

run the place.

But, uh... he screwed me over.

Oh, now those goddamn zombie

twelve-steppers got a hold of him and...

Do you, uh, drink, Mr. Waters?

I do have a few of the usual vices.

Oh, good.

'Cause I do not go in

for that teetotalin' crap.

There we go.

Here's to.

It has been mentioned that you, uh...

spent some time in the Illinois State Pen.

Just a few petty crimes...

when I was younger.

Well...

if Hail Marys really could absolve us...

we'd all be goddamn murderers.

Now the first thing she wants you to do

is help get the books in order.

We usually get the statements from

Bank of Austin on the third of the month.

This is where we keep the ledger.

You'll have the only key, besides me.

You'll register all processed checks here.

Wait, these are all donations?

That's right.

There's a check here for $20,000.

Another for 12.

I know.

In God we trust.

Right?

Ooh! Mmm.

Good luck.

Mmm, what's going on?

The money made it out of New Zealand.

It won't be long now.

It's about time.

The van's out back.

Garth...

you try anything... anything,

Madalyn and Robin are dead.

No, I got it.

Let's go.

Bye, Mother.

- You be careful, Garth.

- Okay.

You know those bills are gonna be marked.

They're getting a cashier's check.

Then we're using that to buy gold coins.

Something that can't be traced.

- Here you go, Grandma.

- Thank you, darlin'.

Well, it looks like

you might have me here.

'Night.

Wait a minute.

Gin.

You'll win next time.

Yeah.

Sure, I'll win one of these days.

You've done a real good job here, David.

But, uh...

I want you to know I did some, uh...

digging...

into your record.

True you were picked up for hustling?

I told you I am trying

to put all that behind me.

I don't give a sh*t

what you do with your pecker.

But, David...

you killed a man.

Now, tell me about him.

Just between us.

Hmm?

I didn't have a picture-perfect childhood,

Madalyn.

My mother was a prostitute.

And she was in and out of prison

so much that I'd do

whatever I had to do to survive.

I hooked up with this gang.

I started stealing here and there, and...

this guy we were with got caught

after this liquor store job we did.

He turned on me.

I may not believe in God,

but I do believe in karma.

All that crap about past lives?

Yeah, well...

maybe not karma.

Retaliation.

I was gonna teach this guy a lesson.

But when I started with that tire iron...

I don't know, I just...

I lost control.

I got 30 years,

but I only did half.

Got out for good behavior.

And I swore

I would never lose control again.

Thank you.

Mmm-hmm.

Thank you for telling me

the f***ing truth.

Yeah, you live long enough

and you lose faith in people.

Not that I ever had much faith in anyone.

But...

you have impressed me, David.

Starting to wish Bill Jr.

Could've turned out more like you.

He really hurt you, huh?

He betrayed me.

That's what men do.

Betray me.

But, no, David, he didn't hurt me.

Nobody can really hurt me.

Now that I trust you,

I wanna show you something.

I'm giving you a promotion, David.

So far, you've been keeping track

of most of our donations

in the official ledger book.

I say most of them because...

this is our unofficial ledger.

I'll keep your secrets, you keep mine.

Where are the rest?

In the trunk.

Well, at least $400,000 of it is.

Four hundred?

Gary, what the hell?

The f***ing guy didn't have enough.

We get the rest next week.

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t!

Is that really necessary?

Oh, don't tell me it's another hiccup.

We have to wait

for another shipment of coins.

What?

They'll be here next Tuesday.

Oh, for...

This is getting ridiculous.

Shut up. You're not in charge here.

All right, I got it. I got it.

You're the big boss.

But God damn it, David,

if you aren't f***ing up this job

like everything else you've ever done.

Mother!

Oh, pfft.

Ahh!

If I shot you in the head right now,

do you think anyone would care?

The state of Texas would probably

give me a f***ing medal.

Look at this.

$625,000 is missing

from the New Zealand account.

Withdrawn right after they disappeared.

I say we take the coins we've got

and get out of town.

They've got nothing.

If anything, this is just further proof

that they took the money and ran.

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