Flesh and Bone Page #3

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Or here. Big Lake's got a station

plays George Jones most afternoons.

You like George Jones?

You spend much time

out this way?

Who? Me? No.

Like I said, my girlfriend...

There's no girlfriend.

It's just me.

See, if I hadn't have

gotten my money stolen...

I wouldn't have been jumpin' out of

the cake, and we never would've met.

And you wouldn't be wastin' time

drivin' me back to Bayview.

I'm sorry I lied.

That's all right.

It's just...

I'm really not myself

right now.

That's all right.

And I'm married.

That's all right too.

America's number-one

shop-at-home television service...

bringing you 24 hours of savings,

fun and excitement every day.

Jesus. Will you look at this.

Two days.

Think if I'd been gone a week.

If youre just joining us,

you're not too late.

Don't worry. We're alone.

It's always on.

Reese goes through a picture tube

every six months.

I make it a rule not to trespass...

especially in a man's house

I don't know.

Well, believe me, it's more my house

than it is his.

Drop that anywhere.

I'll be right back.

You're welcome to a beer

if you can find one.

- I oughta be pushin' off.

- What's that?

I said, "I left my smokes

in the truck."

What the hell?

Afternoon, Mr. Davies.

I'm Earl Logan,

Ned Foster's man.

Is that your truck?

Yeah. I mean...

Well, I was wondering if we could

get you to move it.

See, it sure would make our job

a whole lot easier.

And I need you to sign here 'fore

we can start. Watch your finger.

Son of a b*tch.

Son of a b*tch!

They're...

Hello? Hubie?

This is Kay Davies.

Does my husband happen to be there?

Don't lie to me, Hubie!

Sh*t!

What the hell is that

in the driveway?

I think that they're lookin'

for your husband.

Well, they're not the only ones.

Can I help you?

Ma'am, I need the gentleman's

signature so we can begin.

You're not takin' my furniture.

Ma'am, I'm not

emotionally involved.

Well, I am!

Christ!

"Boo-boo"?

Since it looks like

I'm not needed here anymore...

Hey, Darlene. You haven't

by any chance seen Reese, have you?

You have.

Really?

Who are you?

Never mind, Darlene.

Here he is.

Sorry to bother you.

This don't look like a good time

for introductions, so I'm gonna...

Where'd you put that duffel?

There.

I understand all about schedules.

Just give me a minute

to get my ducks in line.

Quack, quack.

Jesus, Kay, where in the hell

have you been?

Just what in the hell

are you wearin'?

And just who in the hell is this?

You're askin' me questions?

Exactly what the hell is that truck

doin' outside?

Well, if you'd been here, Kay, maybe

I wouldn't have to explain it to ya.

I'm gone two days,

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