Ain't Them Bodies Saints Page #3
Well, you know, the guards...
they come by your cell every night...
Sort of saying, "lights out" and
rattling bars with their sticks.
And this one guard... he used to
always joke and carry on with
us.
And one night I said, "well, I"
won't be seeing you much longer.
I figure I'll be out of here in
about 10 days. "
He said, "how you gonna do it?"
I said, "I'm gonna just walk
right out the door. "
And he said they'd stop me.
And I said, "no, sir. "
I've got better things to do. "
And he said, "well, that's not
how it works. "
And I said, "well, it only works
that way 'cause you think it has to.
See, I've got a higher calling.
I've got a wife and a little
girl who needs her daddy. "
And he asked me what I know
about higher callings... says
even if I do get out, I'm gonna
have to answer to God and the
devil for the things I done.
I tell him... Shoot.
I tell him...
I tell him, "sir... "
I used to be the devil.
Now I'm just a man. "
As the days tick by...
10, 9, 8...
and on the last day...
The bars open up,
and I walk right out.
News says you jumped
off a work truck.
Yeah.
Well...
Man, have you got anything to eat?
I'm still a little bit hungry.
Well, I'll find something.
Have you seen Ruth lately?
Nope. It's been a while.
She don't live with her
mama no more.
Got a new house. A new house?
Mm-hmm. Skerritt's been
looking after her.
He got her all set up.
Guess I should tell you got a
call the other day asking about you.
Oh, yeah? What'd you tell 'em?
I told them I hadn't seen
you, which I hadn't.
Didn't think I'd be
seeing you so soon.
That's the truth.
I guess that's about... that's
about what I owe you.
Where'd this come from?
All over. Whose is it?
It's mine.
Sounds like that wood's gone soft.
Yeah, I expect you're right.
More nails just won't hold it.
The whole gutter just comes off
like this.
You know, I go out there and
nail it back up.
Next thing you know, it's back
off.
Well, you can either do that
or get more buckets.
Yeah, I could do that.
That'd be easier in the
short-term, for sure.
Then I'd have to haul that water
out every time it rains.
I don't know.
Howdy! Howdy to you.
Yeah, all this rain we've
been having reminds me of that
one march, it was.
We'd get 101/2 inches in a day.
Man.
Oh, my middle tank out there has
gone dry, and the other two...
say, can you tell me just
what town we're in, exactly?
This is meridian.
Okay. See, we passed through
Glen rose, but we didn't see a
sign... didn't know if we'd gone
too far, not far enough.
Well, that depends on where
you're headed.
We're headed here.
You, uh, plan to hunt some
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