The Rainmaker Page #2

vice-president of Claims. "

- I don't believe this.

- You're the lawyer...

Mom says nice things about you.

She says you're suing those bastards

over at Great Benefit.

- Gonna make them pay, huh?

- That's right.

- Hi, Mama.

- Hi, honey.

Before we can file the claim,

I need all three of you to sign this.

- Is Daddy coming in?

- Well, he said he wasn't.

- Some days he does, some he don't.

- This is a contract.

- What's in it?

- The usual. It's standard language.

It says you hire us to represent you,

and we take care of the case for you.

We handle any expenses

and get one third of any recovery.

- It takes two pages to say all that?

- Don't light that.

No wonder I'm dying.

- All three of us have to sign it?

- Yes, ma'am. Where your name is.

- He said he wasn't coming in.

- Then take the pen and go out there.

I guess I could...

Buddy, you got to sign this paper,

so Donny Ray can get his operation.

Or I'll throw that damn bottle across

Union Street. Now sign the damn thing!

You must think they're crazy.

They're nice folks.

Hey, man...

Your nose is bleeding.

Mrs Black!

Hold your head up.

It's okay, I got it...

Put your head back.

Oh, sweetie.

You'll be all right.

I got it.

- I got to...

- You're gonna be all right.

- Where's the paper?

- You can wait.

- No, I want to do this now.

- Okay.

All right, you can do it.

Go ahead, you're doing it.

Ms Birdie? It's Rudy Baylor.

Who is it?

It's Rudy Baylor.

We met at the law workshop.

Oh, yes! Come in.

- How are you doing today?

- Fine.

- I want to talk about your will.

- I want to cut my children out. Cut, cut.

I had trouble sleeping last night.

I was worried about your estate.

If you're not careful, the government

is gonna get a big chunk of this.

A lot of these taxes can be avoided

with careful estate planning.

All that legal gobbledegook. I suppose

you want your name in the will?

- Of course not.

- Lawyers always want their names in.

There are all kinds of lawyers. But I

do need to know where the money is.

Is it in bonds, stocks, cash?

Rudy, not so fast.

Okay, ma'am.

So we have this money, somewhere...

Who do we leave it to?

I want it all to go to the Reverend

Kenneth Chandler. Do you know him?

He's on television, out of Dallas.

He's got curly grey hair, premature.

He wouldn't dream of touching it up.

I want him to have the money.

- Forgive me, Ms Birdie...

- What?

I just have a real problem

drafting a will -

- that's gonna cut out family

and convey the bulk of the estate -

to a TV personality.

- He's a man of God.

- I realise that. I know.

Is there any way we could...

Do you have to give him everything?

- Could it be 25%?

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