A Country Called Home Page #2

Okay.

Technically, me and your daddy ain't exactly married on account of

I'm still married to some no-good son of a b*tch

-who lives up near Houston. -I don't understand.

I need someone to officially sign some forms

so they can release his body to the undertakers.

-Someone who's family. -I see.

I knew you were coming,

I didn't wanna make your grandparents have to do it.

Who?

SUSAN:
Ellie?

Yeah.

I thought that might be you, you look just like your father.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

What's this?

SUSAN:
Your father asked me to give it to you if you showed up here.

Amanda, where did you get that wheelchair?

Oh, uh...

These things are not toys.

No, I know, Susan, it's just he's so heavy.

-You just about done here? -Uh-huh.

This is where you live?

Oh, this is it. "Be it ever so humble..."

We had an apartment down the road,

but your daddy loved to monkey around with those guitars.

This place suited him 'cause of the garage.

It's my son's place.

Really, it was too big for just him and Tommy by themselves.

He was still making guitars?

Oh, making 'em, repairing old ones, sure.

Yeah, he worked on 'em most days.

Don't think he ever finished too many,

but he loved working on 'em.

All right, come on, love bug. You gotta get up, we're goin' in.

(SIGHS) Let's see.

Uh, yeah. And that's my baby boy.

Jack, this is Ellie.

Mark's daughter.

Oh, he's a charmer.

No, don't worry, don't worry about a thing,

I'll put your son to bed.

He works hard, so we cut him a little slack when he acts like a poo-poo head.

I'll be right back.

There you are.

I can't believe this.

Oh, yeah, well.

That was your daddy's. (SIGHS)

No, but he had this piece of junk when we were kids.

We used to take the worst road trips in this beast.

And he never got it to work right.

Well, Jack got it running for me to drive

but I'm too scared it'll break down.

Who did he make the guitars for?

Oh, different folks, here and there.

He'd sell a few every year, if he'd finish 'em, anyway.

Did he ever make anything else, like any violins or...

Violins? No, I don't think so.

Ellie, listen, I... I was wondering if you could help me

with the announcement of your daddy's death.

Uh, I wasn't really planning on staying.

I might just even get on the first plane in the morning.

But you've only been here two minutes.

And I could really use your help, please.

At least stay until after the funeral.

I know, I, I'm sorry...

Isn't this the least you could do?

Okay.

Sure, I'll stay until he's in the ground.

All right.

You know, I'd really like to just, um, maybe like go for a drive.

See some of the town.

Well, I don't know if there's that much to see, but okay.

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