Greater Page #7

- Make us proud, son.

- Stay away from those fast women.

Stop that. Come on.

- Get out of here, cheesecake.

- Good luck, honey.

Don't forget your sundae, son.

All right?

- All right, 'cause he's watching it.

- Get out of here.

- Keep working on that footwork, now.

- Good luck, honey, we love you.

- Drive safe, son.

- We love you.

Phone's always on the hook!

- There he goes.

- Call me when you get there!

- There's your baby.

- There he goes. There he goes.

I think Marty's going with him.

Marty.

- Yeah.

- Come on back now, Marty.

Pleased to meet you, Mr. Burlsworth.

My condolences for a grave injustice.

I love working on these.

You ever do any whittling?

There's nothing so satisfying

when you finally finish one.

I just had to get out of there

for a while.

Well, I don't blame you.

Today ought to be about you.

Your brother, your family.

You've got a bunch

of busy-bodies up there,

trying to make it about something else.

Holding their hands in prayer

when they ought to be

shaking their firsts in anger.

And who are they worshipping

up there, anyway?

A god who was unable

to prevent this tragedy?

Or the one who was just unwilling to?

It's just what they know.

- Traditional stuff.

- Oh, well.

Used to use leeches

to bleed out a fever, too,

but we got over that, didn't we?

That was your brother.

Right there.

Right there on that field.

That's real.

What happens out there

either is, or it isn't.

There's no maybes.

That's Brandon.

So, I'm with you,

would it really honor his memory,

to crawl into that gym,

face that casket, and give a thanks

that you don't feel.

Hey, Marty. I'm so sorry.

Thanks, Mikey.

Well, I know they say "Trust in the Lord."

I'm trying.

Me too.

Yeah. The Lord gives,

the Lord takes away.

Only trouble is, he only gives

for just a little while,

then he takes away forever.

Coach Tice said we could put flowers

out on the field for the service.

The seven of us have been all over the

last couple of days, picking up donations.

That must have been some doing.

If something's worthwhile,

you've got to be hard-headed enough

to stick with it, even when it hurts.

Brandon taught us that.

Yeah, that's gonna be

a real nice gesture, Mikey.

It might just turn things right around.

He's gonna be all right, Barbara.

Hard day. Life isn't easy.

Nothing worth having ever is.

Praise God.

Wow, fellas, look at this guy.

Whew. And I thought I was fat.

- God, you are fat.

- He's way fatter than me.

He's fatter than you.

- Just by a little, though.

- More than a little.

All linemen, you're coming with me.

Say good-bye to Mommy and Daddy.

You belong to me now.

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