A Thousand Acres Page #4

---

Come on, Scotty!

Pete, throw it. Throw it, Ginny.

You are pitiful.

So, then they hold me down, they shave

off my beard and all my hair.

I never figured out why they

didn't turn on the lights.

The next day, I hitched a lift

into Spokane, and when I get out...

the guy leans across to me and whispers,

"I hope the chemotherapy's a success. "

- Rose, I'm sorry, I forgot.

- Don't be.

I didn't have chemo. I had it lopped off.

- He doesn't want to know, Rose.

- No, that's okay.

I got to keep the other one.

All I have to do is wink when I look in

the mirror, and forget it ever happened.

Waterworks.

I used to hitch between

Muscatine and Davenport...

- with this band I played with.

- You had a band? What'd you play?

Guitar, acoustic.

- He was good.

- Thank you.

Anyway, I got a lift this one night with

this guy and his wife. They were hippies.

- Don't tell this story.

- They were driving this VW van...

with these two Afghans

and a cat in the back.

So, they pull over to the side

of the road, and we smoke a joint.

- And the wife, Lucinda-

- Pete.

- She takes me in the back-

- With the Afghans?

Ties me to this spare tire,

mounts the dogs on the back seat...

- so they got a good view.

- It gets worse every time he tells it.

She fucks my brains out.

That woman could suck a golf ball

through a garden hose.

Pete, take your turn.

So, are you sticking around here or what?

- Harold and organic farming?

- Organic farming?

You heard from Caroline?

- I've got to call her-

- Dad's coming around.

I could maybe start with an acre or two.

What are you going to plant? Wheat grass?

Oh, man.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing.

You drove by and then you drove back.

I just came back to see

what you were doing.

I was reading a magazine.

Why is Ty cultivating that field?

- They done planting the beans?

- Almost, I think.

Daddy, why don't you come

to the house for supper tonight...

and then you can ask Ty yourself?

Do you want anything before I leave?

Well then, I'm going now.

Okay?

He was there when I went to Pike

for bread, and there when I got back.

Perfecting that death's head stare...

will be his lifework from now on,

so we better get used to it.

I'm sorry.

Why is this kitchen so crowded

all of a sudden?

If you're not cooking,

why don't you go outside?

- Where's Pammy?

- Outside.

Come on, guys, I'll show you

what I'm building.

Rose, isn't it your turn

to have Daddy for dinner?

No, I fed him earlier.

Pammy, honey,

why don't you come on in the house?

Hello?

- Is Daddy okay?

- Caroline, are you in Des Moines?

No, I'm in Pike.

Are you okay?

You never called me, Ginny.

Why didn't you call?

Well, you didn't think

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes