Same Kind of Different as Me Page #4

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Ronnie.

Remember me, right?

Destroyed my car.

I'm Debbie.

What's your name?

You don't need

to know my name,

so shut up and put some food

on these here plates.

Well, I'd like to know

your name.

You best watch out now, lady.

Get on out of my business!

You look beautiful.

Oh.

Like it?

Thank you, miss Debbie.

Mm-hmm.

You know, i--

I wasn't always homeless.

I had a husband.

He wasn't very nice,

but he gone now.

I had a son.

But they--

they took him from me

when I couldn't

take care of us no more.

Oh, sweetheart.

I done things

I'm not proud of.

A lot of things.

Oh, Clara, we all have.

We all have, Clara.

You're ruining your makeup.

You worked so hard.

I'm sorry.

Gosh, where are my tissues?

You're being so nice

to me, miss Debbie.

We had fun, didn't we?

We did.

I can't believe it.

Oh.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Well, hey, y'all.

Hi, tommye.

Great to see you.

It smells good in here.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, mom.

Hi, sweetheart.

Dad's in the back,

playing.

Dollar waiting on a dime.

Where you been?

You ever hear of punctuality?

You ever hear of

not drinking and driving?

What you got against drinking?

How come you never drink--

have never drink

with me? Never--

you too proud to drink

with your old man?

It looks like

you're doing okay

on your own.

Oh, here we go, huh?

Here we go again.

You know,

I'm sick of you--

sick of you judging me

all the time.

That right?

That's right.

Come on in, before

the chicken and dumplings

get cold.

I'm sick of it.

Did you ever miss a meal?

Did you ever want for anything?

No, 'cause I put

a paycheck on the table

every-- every week,

from a job I couldn't stand.

Earl, stop it.

Let's eat.

He started it.

And I'm finishing it.

So--

so the both of you sit down

and-- and shut up.

Before you do anything else,

i need a refill.

Whiskey and a coke.

Not too much coke.

And while you're at it,

pour one for Ronnie here too.

I'll have

an iced tea, please.

Are you gonna

put your pants on?

Nah. It's just family.

Hello, Deborah.

Hi, Earl.

Tommye,

the dumplings look perfect.

Gotta save some room

for the angel food cake.

I will.

Ron, what is this

that Deborah tells me

about, uh, your volunteering

at the mission

and befriending some--

some homeless man?

It's actually Debbie

who got us down--

what?

Have you lost your mind?

Those places have more germs

than a rest stop toilet seat.

And there's lot of bums there,

looking for handouts

instead of-- instead of

using their hands for work.

Bunch of... lazy negroes.

Earl!

Well, what do you call them?

That's what they're called.

I always call them that.

Come on, Earl.

I didn't mean that.

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