Miracle in the Rain Page #2
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- 1956
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You mean, you?
Look at the rain now,
it's turning somersaults.
What's that hidden under there?
Corned beef. Fresh.
- You like some bologna? It's a good...
- No bologna.
- We'll have a pound of corned beef.
- Oh, the corned beef is good.
- We got enough already.
- A pound of fresh corned beef.
- Ninety-five cents.
- Oh, a bargain.
You don't know
Especially on a rainy night.
Do you have any cake on hand?
I got this and nothing else.
- Sold.
- The whole thing?
In toto, ma'am.
What's that hidden in here?
Oh, that's cheese.
We have enough, really.
- Good cheese.
- The finest I ever saw.
We'll take a sizeable chunk.
There was a man in Nashville
who used to collect cheeses.
About that size would be fine.
What is that I see
lurking in the shadows?
We've struck gold. Beer.
Hello, Mama.
- Won't you come in?
- Thank you.
- This is my mother.
- I'm pleased to meet you, Mrs. Wood.
How do you do?
I hope you don't mind the invasion.
Excuse me.
I'll just dump the groceries in here
and clean up if you don't mind.
No.
I never knew
that people in New York had homes.
I always thought they lived in elevators.
You fix everything up
and I'll grab a shave, if I may.
- All right. The bathroom's right over there.
- Oh, thanks.
- Makes me socially independent.
- The other door.
Oh, yes.
Excuse me. I was on the right trail.
- Did Mrs. Hamer look in, Mama?
- No.
Who's he?
Well, his name is Art Hugenon.
He's a soldier.
- You shouldn't have...
- Mama.
- You shouldn't have encouraged him.
- I didn't encourage him, Mama.
- Please be nice.
- I've told you and I've told you...
- But he's nice.
- What do you know how nice they are?
Yes, nice, nice,
till they meet someone else.
Mama, I'm home now.
Now, you go and sit down.
We have a surprise for you.
Ruthie?
Ruthie?
I seem to be all out of shaving soap.
Is there any on the premises?
No.
Wait. Just a minute.
What are you doing?
You mustn't touch those things.
Mama, you sit down and rest.
The whole thing is advertising
and propaganda. Shaving, I mean.
The razor-blade people
Bet there's not a dozen beards left
in our republic.
I don't know if these are any good.
- They're awfully old.
- Oh, thanks.
I couldn't do better
at the Waldorf-Astoria.
So I said to Aunt Sarah, "Auntie," I said,
"I'm not designed for farm work.
There's no call in me to wrestle
with the Tennessee soil."
That's Sarah Hugenon, my father's sister.
- A sort of cow-and-chicken tyrant.
- Here, I'll do that.
Almost six feet in her stockings
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