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Which means you

ain't got a fighting

Chance for the medal this year.

You got two little

faults, Frank.

You drank too much

and you talk too much.

Yeah.

I ought to keep my mouth shut.

I am.

I'm going to keep my mouth

shut until I win that medal.

I'll tell them to

stick it up their ass.

All those sons of b*tches.

It's 5:
30.

You gonna sleep all day?

Come on out the yard.

We can have breakfast later.

Except for these battered greys,

White Lightning here's the

only game cock I've got left.

Haven't fought him yet.

Just about everything I've

ever learned about breeding's

Gone into this one.

And when the time comes,

he'll out cock and out shuffle

Every game cock in the South.

If a cock's legs

Hang down in perfect

alignment with his body,

He's a close hitter.

This cock's legs were perfect.

You want this chicken, Frank?

He's yours, then.

For $500.

I know the price

is unreasonable.

But pay me, and

you can take him.

I wouldn't be selling

him if I hadn't promised

Martha I'd quit cock fighting.

He's yours when you

bring the money.

Go out and have some

breakfast, and I'll drive

You down to the bus station.

Where did want to go?

The lease on my Decatur farm

had two more years to run,

And it was all paid up.

But without any

game file and, uh,

Without any funds

to buy any, wasn't

Any point in going out there.

First thing I had to

do was get some money.

Frank!

You devil.

You would have to catch

me looking like this.

Well, stop grinning like an

ape sit down, I'll feed you.

Coffee's all ready.

You may have lost your voice,

but you can still write.

We haven't heard from

you in six months.

Well if it ain't

the junior bird man.

Welcome home, bubba.

How long you gonna stay?

The, uh, enigmatic

response Frank.

I suspect, uh, you've

come home to collect

That honest debt I owe you?

Too bad, bubba, because I

have a hard time raising $25,

Let alone $2,500.

But it's your house, so,

you're welcome to stay

As long as you like.

Would you like a job, honey?

Uh uh.

my old room was

At the end of the front

hall next to the bathroom.

Nothing had changed

much in two years

Except for all the junk that

had been stored in there.

Things sure have

a way of getting

Out of place after a time.

Frank, you busy?

There's somebody here

to see you, Frank.

And I bet you can't guess who.

At least you could

put your shoes on.

He's on his way.

Still his gentle,

warm-hearted self.

Come on in the kitchen, Randall.

What for?

She's pretty quick on the horn,

is she all right out there?

She's fine.

It's just mama.

It's the nurses' day off, I have

to drop her by Mrs. Roswell's.

When I mentioned your name,

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