Honeydripper Page #2
Looks like it.
You'll know that'll be a violation
of something or other.
We're just about to close up here.
Oh. Ooh, your wife been cooking?
Not tonight.
Went to a revival chat.
Them n*ggers were singing up a storm.
I just came out here
to look in on Toussaint.
Had that shooting two nights ago.
Lots of fighting in there.
There is that.
Course, me and old Toussaint,
we got us an agreement.
Them field hands
start sucking down that whisky,
hopping them all up with music,
there's gonna be some razors drawn.
Course, he only call me
if it's a fatality.
Never been a killing here. Them
young bloods know better than to mess...
Than to mess with Tyrone Purvis.
You've got quite a reputation
round here, Tyrone.
People say you put some poor
black boy in the grave.
Just people talking.
Uh-huh.
You just remember,
this is my county, Tyrone.
What goes on goes on cos I let it.
Don't want nobody getting too big
for their breeches round here.
You folks have a pleasant evening.
N*gger ain't sh*t in this world.
Speaking for yourself.
You ain't had his club, Tyrone,
what do you think you'd be?
You wouldn't be nothing.
If that ain't truth,
then grits ain't grocery.
TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS
That's a terrible noise.
Just the northbound Talladega.
Sounds like it always does.
Like a soul being carried away
from this life.
Come on in, darling,
before you catch
your death out here.
You're lucky the high sheriff ain't
seen you crawling out that boxcar.
Does he come around here much?
Only when he bored.
You working on a train? Yeah,
Kansas City to New Orleans.
What did you get off here for?
I got people here. How about you?
Got tired of sleeping in a boxcar.
around here?
Shed right over there got a cot.
And don't mind the rats.
Not unless you've got food on you.
I see you and a good meal have
been strangers for some time.
Get into town tomorrow, find you need
something, tell them Shack Thomas sent you.
They'll know who you're
talking about. Thanks.
Name like that sounds like
a good place for a musician.
Only night I ever been in jail
was a town called Liberty.
The sun come up,
you'll see where you landed.
You'd best be out that shed
by first light.
Just a weekday night.
The chicken man or the ice man
At least you don't owe
the electric company.
Yeah, that's a big relief.
You thinking about closing down?
What do you think? The biggest
act in New Orleans.
Got him a hit on the radio.
He's playing here Saturday night.
I'm thinking I wait till Bertha Mae
was gone and I put him up.
Here?
You mean like in this room here?
You know the Tomcat Club
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