A Thousand Acres Page #3

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- Sweet dreams.

- You, too.

I know it,

and he knows I know it.

- And that's why he's so pissed off at me.

- What should I give him, a pie or a cake?

- Hi, Sadie.

- Hi, Ginny.

Give me one of those apple cakes.

I'm going to get this, okay?

Just come along, come up...

give him a hug and a kiss and say,

"I'm sorry, Daddy. "

It's too late. I spent the night at Rose's.

- Just ignore that part.

- Well, he won't.

If he mentions it, just say,

"I was afraid you were mad at me, Daddy. "

- I hate that little-girl stuff.

- I know.

Caroline, this is important.

He's handing over his whole life.

Can't you understand that?

We have to receive it in the right spirit.

Please, just do it this once.

It's the last time, I promise.

I don't know, Ginny.

I will try, okay? Now, don't be mad at me.

- Now, why can't you say that to Daddy?

- Here you go, Ginny.

Thanks.

It's 10 acres of gladiolas,

80,000 bulbs an acre.

- Thanks.

- I'll pass.

Well, 1,000 hogs farrowed

are conditioned to eat.

800,000 gladiolas? Oh, Pete.

You should hear yourself sometime.

- Ginny. How's it going out there?

- Where did you spring from?

I just thought you might want some help.

I was making coffee.

Here, Jess, let me do that.

Things are moving pretty fast.

Never thought of Daddy as being

a creature of impulse before, but...

I don't think things

will change much, really.

It's going to be fine.

Change is good.

Yeah, I'll be sitting here watching other

people work while you're out there...

working your tractor, trying to pay it off.

All right, Kenny, let's go to it.

Now is the time.

Just a moment, Larry.

Okay, Ken, let's get on with it.

I couldn't believe that Daddy was

actually dividing the farm in half...

and signing it over to Rose and me...

leaving Caroline out completely.

My first impulse was to call her,

but they had fought before...

not spoken for days, and then come back

together as if nothing had happened.

The pectorals, that's right.

Now, push against my hands.

There you go.

All right now, the other way.

Push against my hands.

- There, you feel that?

- Yeah.

That's good. All right.

I still feel lopsided.

You will for a while, Rose.

It's par for the course.

Maybe I should have

the other one off for symmetry.

I want to buy something pretty.

I want to do stuff

I've stopped myself doing. You know?

Mummy dying of exactly the same thing,

I didn't think I had a chance.

Rose.

No, I thought it'd get me for sure.

I know it's only the three-month check...

and there's the six-month, and the

one-year. But I believe him, Ginny.

I'm going to be okay.

What are you doing? Get the ball!

- Come on, Pete!

- Hit it.

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