The Preacher's Daughter Page #5
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- 2013
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watch you walk away? #
# Do I have to let go and
wish you would have stayed? #
# I think I'll just play the part #
# I think I'll just play the part #
# And it may take some time
before you find that #
# You're back to good again #
# Right where you shoulda been #
# And even though the letting
go can be that hardest part #
# I think it's time you start
living like you loved again and #
# I don't care where you been
I wish you'd let me in #
# And show me how to get you #
# Show me how to get you back to good #
You waiting up for me?
No. I was just reading.
How was your first night?
Fine.
I only screwed-up one order.
It's for the court fees.
It's not all of it, but
I should be able to pay you
back by the end of the month,
depending on my tips.
You don't have to do that.
Yes I do.
Well, I'm pretty wiped,
so I think I'm just gonna
head on up to bed.
Yeah, I guess I should get to bed too.
Night, Dad.
Night.
[DOOR CREAKING]
[LIGHT SWITCH]
I think I'm gonna color it or something...
You're just glad she's not
wearing that wig anymore.
No, now, I never said
anything about the wig.
I learned a long time ago there's two
subjects men should always avoid with women.
Their hair and their weight.
Praise the Lord.
[PHONE RINGS] 'Scuse me.
White residence.
Hello?
Yeah, is Hannah there?
May I ask who's calling?
A friend from Houston.
If this is the friend I think it is,
you are not welcome to call here.
So you're keeping her locked-up
in your house? Is that it?
Whatever it takes to
keep her away from you.
Man, you're blaming the
wrong person, dude.
She was totally messed up
way before she ever met me.
Please...
don't call here again.
Here you guys go.
Hannah?
I thought that was you.
It's so good to see you!
Isn't it?
Yeah. Yeah, you look great.
- I didn't know you worked here.
- I just started.
- How are you?
- Honey... she's workin.
Of course.
Maybe we'll see you in
church on Sunday then.
- Oh... Sorry.
- Whoa, watch out.
- I, um, need a break. Can you cover
my tables? - Sure.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
Did he say anything?
Yeah. He said "That'll be
$24, you little whore."
I'm kidding. Here.
Um...
I don't, um...
How... how?
OK.
Oooooh... Ok.
Oh, Hannah... Hannah...
Hannah, I could uh,
I could go to jail for this.
I could lose my family.
I could lose my job.
Your father could lose his.
Do you think abortion is murder?
My dad says it is, but I don't know.
I'm gonna need some money.
Some of us are headed over
to Buck's for drinks.
Want to come?
No, I'm pretty tired.
Maybe some other...
You know him?
Um, yeah.
I'll see you tomorrow.
You sure? I can...
No, you go ahead.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
I, uh...
Just uh,
How are you?
Actually, I was sort of
hoping that we could talk.
There's nothing to talk about.
Hannah, please...
I need to ask you something.
It's important.
I need to ask you for your forgiveness.
You have no idea
how much this has been eating
I still think about what happened.
About you.
- About what you had to...
- Shut up!
Just shut the f*** up!
You have no idea what I went through!
Then tell me!
Just tell me.
I was up all night
trying to figure out
I don't know, something.
You think I'm doing the right thing?
It doesn't matter what I think.
Or Neal thinks.
Or your dad.
This is your decision.
You gotta do what you
think is right for you.
What's right...
This should be the street.
[VOICES CHANTING]
Un-f***ing-believable.
"Stop killing babies..."
I knew I shouldn't have let
them get to me like that but...
...I was a different
person back then.
If you didn't go through
with it, what did you do?
I prayed.
I begged to God...
to help me.
I thought
maybe
it wasn't murder if I miscarried, right?
But he never did.
He just wasn't there.
Well...
what's the worst thing they could
do to you if you told them?
Are you sure about that?
I'm not telling them.
I can't...
I can't. I just...
Evening Ladies.
Y'all got some... car troubles?
No, we're just chillin.
Yeah? You gotta be careful
out here at night.
Watch out for the boogy man.
I like the uh, earring on your lip.
Thank you.
Hard to get, huh?
What's wrong with your friend?
She looks a little down in the dumps.
Um, nothing is wrong with my friend.
Doesn't look like nothing.
What's wrong, sweetie?
Oh, come on.
Your boyfriend dump you?
Oh, come on now.
It can't be that bad.
Why don't you tell the Garden.
Maybe the...
Maybe I could help.
Turns out he could help me.
He game me these pills.
Said they'd "take care of my problem."
"Stop killing babies..."
- Why didn't you come to me?
- I don't know!
I don't know why I did anything!
All I knew was that my
parents couldn't find out!
That is all I cared about!
No. Don't!
I can't... I have to go.
Morning.
[PHONE RINGS]
White residence.
Hello?
What is going on?
That's the third time today
someone's called and hung up.
You're resigning?
Yeah, I'm afraid so, John.
Well, it's Lily. She wants to
move back to Oklahoma.
To be closer to family.
And I...
I feel like it's time that I moved on.
You... have another
church lined up back there?
No, no, I've decided to leave the ministry.
Leave?
Neal...
You are the single best musical
minister this church has ever had.
Well, it's been a difficult decision,
but I feel like it's the right one.
Son, are you're sure this is
the direction that God is leading you?
I'm sure.
John, um,
thank you
for everything that you've
done for me and my family.
I wish I were half the man you are.
[PHONE RINGS]
Hello?
Finally! You f***ing answered!
Zane?
Yeah, I been trying
to call you forever.
Your god damn dad would never let you talk.
You're out of jail?
Sh*t, you know they can't
keep me locked up, C'mon.
You probably shouldn't be calling me here.
But Babe, I'm dying to see you.
- You said in your letter...
- I know what I said.
Look, I can't come back
to Houston right now.
You don't have to. I'm here.
You were right.
This town is a piss hole.
What... Wait... you're here?
You mean you're in Trinity?
Yeah. Can you meet me?
Where?
Hey, blondie. I like it!
[PHONE RINGS]
Hello.
Is Hannah there?
No, I'm sorry, she's already gone to work.
This is Camille from the restaurant
and she didn't show up tonight.
What time was she scheduled to come in?
Two hours ago.
I was sort worried because of that guy.
What guy?
When we left last night, there was this
guy waiting for her in the parking lot.
I could tell she was kind of
freaked out about him being there.
But she said she knew him.
This guy... did he have a scruffy look...
Have tattoos?
No tattoos.
Drives a blue mini van.
I've seen him in the restaurant
before with his family.
Got a bunch of kids.
Ok, uh, thanks you for calling.
I'll make sure
Hannah gets back in touch with you
just as soon as she comes in.
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