Ellen Foster Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1997
- 94 min
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"Look here, Mama,
you can't be doing
"all this cooking
and cleaning up and what-not.
You have to be in bed getting
rested like Aunt Betsy said. "
I should have put my foot down.
I think that'll be on my mind
for quite a long time.
Mama, I have to go.
Not now, sweetie.
Can't we stop?
Hold it, pumpkin,
all right?
"... Surely goodness and mercy
shall follow me
all the days of my life... "
My baby.
"Earth to earth
"ashes to ashes, dust to dust
"in sure and certain hope
of the resurrection
"to eternal life
through our lord Jesus Christ
"who shall change
our mortal body
"that it may be like
"unto his glorious body
"according
to the mighty work
whereby he is able to subdue
all things to himself. "
Oh, you rotten piece of trash!
You're the one who
should be in that box
you scum!
Why is it that
somebody like my daughter dies
and you don't?!
You took off
and ruined her!
Ruined her life!
Broke her heart!
Scarred her soul!
May God in his wisdom
strike you dead
If somebody else
don't do it for us first!
Seemed to me
she might have got hold
on her natural meanness
for her own daughter's funeral
at least.
more than she loved my mama.
It didn't seem proper to me.
I think at a funeral everybody
should love everybody else.
Starletta, wait up.
Bye.
Bye.
My mama says
your mama passed on.
Uh-huh.
That's why
you wasn't at school?
Uh-huh.
My mama said to say
she's real sorry
and she hopes
she'll come by soon
to say it her own self.
Okay.
You're going to have to catch up
on your homework.
How you doing?
Fine.
What's in the box?
Just some beads
And things.
My Mama used to let me
play with that.
She won't be letting you
play with it anymore.
You tell your daddy
the message is
plain and simple.
Now get it right.
You listening?!
You tell him
that I'd rather some tramp
had my Charlotte's things
than any of you bunch
like trash.
I'm sorry, hon.
Hi, honey!
Hi.
I just stopped by
to see how you
getting along.
Is your daddy here?
He's not home much anymore.
Where is he?
I don't know.
Sometimes he comes
home to sleep
but I think
all he's doing now
is drinking and sleeping.
What you doing?
Playing catalog.
What's that?
First I pick out
a little family
and then house stuff
and clothes.
Sleepwear and fancy jackets
for the man and pantsuits
and I outfit everybody...
the mom and the dad
and the kids.
The kids are cute.
Next, they get some camping
equipment and a waffle iron
and bedroom suits and some toys.
And the daddy
who works in a factory
and the mama...
she works at a bank.
They like to dress up
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