August: Osage County Page #2
I told your mother, "You pack
that son of a b*tch's bags
and have them waiting for him
on the front porch."
Where is your mother?
Upstairs.
He'll come back again.
I know he will.
Always does.
Beverly's a very complicated man.
Yeah, like Little Charles.
Little Charles isn't complicated.
He's just unemployed.
You don't think Little Charles
and Beverly share some kind of...
...uh, complication?
You have to be smart
to be complicated.
Are you saying our boy ain't smart?
Yes, that's what I'm saying.
Whew, I'm sweating.
Why is it so dark in here?
Are you sweating?
Hell, yes, I'm sweating.
Man, it's 90 degrees in here.
Whew.
Feel my back.
Oh, I don't want to feel your back.
Sweat is just dripping down my back.
- I believe you.
- Feel it.
- No.
- Come on,
- put your hand here.
- Goddamn it.
Sweat's just dripping.
Oh!
Ivy, when did this start?
This business of taping the shades?
Do you know its purpose?
You can't tell if it's night or day.
I think that's the purpose.
What were these people thinking,
the jokers who settled this place?
Who was the a**hole that looked
at all that flat, hot nothing
and then planted his flag?
I mean, we f***ed
the Indians for this?
Well, genocide always seems like
such a good idea at the time.
Right, just
need a little hindsight.
I mean, if you want me to explain the
creepy character of the Midwest...
Please. Midwest?
This is the Plains.
A state of mind,
a spiritual affliction, like the blues.
Don't.
Violet's a Clapton fan?
What are you doing?
Excuse me, dear,
could I trouble you
for another beer?
Goddamn it.
She's not a waitress.
I'll get it.
Hell, I know that.
Then get your own beer.
I don't believe you,
watching a ball game,
drinking beers.
Do you have any sense
of what's going on around you?
Am I supposed to sit here
like a statue?
I mean, you're drinking whiskey.
I'm having a cocktail.
You're drinking
straight whiskey.
Just... have a little class.
I'm gonna grab a smoke.
- You've encouraged that.
- I haven't encouraged anything.
You admire her
Makes her seem even more mature.
Goddamn, it's hot.
Suppose your mom's turned on
the air conditioner?
You kidding?
Remember the parakeets?
The parakeets?
I didn't tell you
about the parakeets.
She got a parakeet for some insane
reason and the little f***er
croaked after two days, so she went
to the pet store and raised hell,
and they gave her another one,
and that one died after a day.
So then she went back, and they gave her
a third parakeet. That one died in two.
So the chick from the pet store comes
out here to see just what in the hell
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