hog! Can hog!
JEB: Dont yell at me.
Oh. The call of duty.
Why dont you handle this one, Grace?
Its time I gave you more responsibility on the farm.
[Pop] Really?
Thanks, Mrs. C. Ill make you proud.
Can hog! Can hog!
Get off my case, little cocktail wieners!
GRACE: Whoa, whoa!
Im sensing a lot of negative energy here.
Thats our can, and Jeb took it.
And now he says its his can.
Now, lets not play
farmers and immediate family.
I dont care though. I got my morale to keep up.
- Are you two country girls? - Country?
- Are you two country girls? - Country?
Our little towns the most nowhere place in the state of Mississippi.
You can believe me when I tell you it laces you in tight as a corset.
And as far as social amusements are concerned, there are none.
Well, thats all right. Im a quiet-livin
Farm yard -- Dorothy enters left b.g. along road -- Toto following
her -- CAMERA PANS right -- she comes forward thru gate -- runs forward to
Aunt Em and Uncle Henry working at Incubator --
DOROTHY
Aunt Em! Aunt Em!
MS -- Aunt Em and Uncle Henry working with baby chicks in incubator --
Dorothy runs in -- speaks to them -- Dorothy picks up baby chick -- CAMERA
TRUCKS back as Aunt Em and Dorothy co
farming purposes of through careful landscaping, in the shape of parks and lakes. The castle dominates itself, an enormous pile, compounded of several genuine castles, of European origin, of varying architecture - dominates the scene, from the very peak of the mountain.
DISSOLVE:
GOLF LINKS (MINIATURE)
Past which we move. The greens are straggly and overgrown, the fairways wild with tropical weed
farm...
...and an uncle, who was a Northern
guy, black Northern guy...
...came out of the field one day
and started narrating...
...Antonys speech, the funeral oration.
- From Shakespeares Julius Caesar?
- Yeah. Wed heard stuff from the Bible...
...but my first time as a kid,
I was hearing...
...great words having great meaning.
What brings us to Montreal?
To Paris? To London?
What takes us into
farmers trees are full of fruit #
# And the barns are full of hay #
# Oh, Im bound to go where there aint no snow #
# Where the rain dont fall, the wind dont blow #
# In the big rock candy mountains #
# In the big rock candy mountains #
# You never change your socks #
# And the little streams of alcohol #
# Come a-trickling down the rocks #
# The brakemen have to tip their hats #
# And the railro
farming
and swine husbandry.
Davey and Alice are picking up speed now, breathing faster
and even snorting a little, and its cold as Jesus in
Nebraska in the winter so when the blanket slips, Alice
snarls and gasps.
ALICE
The blanket, for chrissake,
cowboy, the blanket.
There are six of these little rooms... one for each whore...
behind Greelys Beer Garden and Billiards and the walls are
just boar
farm equipment, his
movements jerky with panic. As he continues searching, the camera
moves past him, into the darkness of the hold. We hear Whittlesley
mumbling between low, ragged breaths. At the back of the boat the
camera finds...
A STACK OF CRATES... clearly labeled NATURAL HISTORY MUSEUM. Move in on
these as... The CRATES VIBRATE. The boat has started to move!
Whittlesley stands bolt uprig
farm couple in a poor wagon.
PREACHER
You say the word, and Im on my way.
LAP DISSOLVE TO
CLOSE SHOT -- PREACHER DRIVING
He brakes his car in a small riverside town; then proceeds.
PREACHER
You always send me money to go forth and preach
your Word. A widow with a little wad of bills
hidden away in the sugar-bowl.
LAP DISSOLVE TO
CLOSE SHOT -- PREACHER DRIVING
He shifts into second gear, climbin
hog maws you like.
Mother, dear,
aint we forgetting something?
No, Im not. Today is Navins birthday.
Happy birthday!
Its Navins birthday!
And I cooked you up your favorite meal.
Tuna fish salad on white bread
with mayonnaise...
...a Tab and a couple of Twinkies.
- Here, darling.
- Mom, thanks.
Youre gonna like that shit, man.
I got you a present.
- Gee, Elvira.
- I made it myself.
We got you some