Bastard Out of Carolina Page #4

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Where are we going to put it?

It won't fit in the icebox.

I'll help him.

They think they can ask you

personal questions

just cause you served them

with a cup of coffee.

Yankees.

This one man, he took out

a whole stack of napkins.

I was sure he was going

to steal them.

I've seen people open napkins up

like diapers,

fill them with sugar and walk out

with them.

But you know what he did?

He wrote on them.

For thirty minutes,

one napkin after another.

Then he just balled them all up

and threw them away.

And right by the register,

we sell notepads for ten cents.

What is wrong with these people?

I think you're the most beautiful

woman I've ever seen.

Is it OK that I said that?

It's OK.

Let him go now.

Honest fight, Officer.

You're a Boatwright,

you don't need any more trouble.

You! You'd better

keep your nose clean.

Fair fight, it was fair.

Your Daddy would be ashamed of you,

beating on a man and crossing the law.

I'm not crossing any law.

Damn! You're crazy.

Come on old boy ??? and you smile at him...

another one laughs

and you nearly kill him.

Go and get the truck.

Clean yourself up.

Hey Bone, I've got somebody

that wants to meet you.

Bone, this is Glen Waddell. Say hey.

Hey.

Hey Bone, how're you doing?

Fine.

Do you sit out here every night?

After school.

Is that your little sister there?

She's a little sleeping beauty.

Well, sure was nice to meet you.

See you again sometime.

Yes, Sir.

Those sure are some pretty girls.

He's kind of nice, isn't he?

Sure he is.

OK sit tight, I'll be a minute.

Hey you.

Hey.

Bone, shut me in.

Granny, something's burning!

Something big.

I can't believe it.

Come on! Gimme!

- I want to do it!

- Come on!

One, two, three.

So he bought you a shirt,

that don't mean anything.

Glen loves me, Mama.

He loves my girls.

You just don't like the Waddells.

That whole family's stuck up,

full of themselves.

Glen's not like that.

You don't know

what that boy's like, Anney.

I know he loves me.

"Love", can't even hold a job

for more than a month.

That's not true.

Glen's been working with Earle at the

mill for eight months now. Ask Earle!

There's something wrong

with that boy, Anney.

He's always looking at me oiy of the sides

of his eyes, like some old junkyard dog...

trying to steal a bone.

And you're the bone he wants.

So? What's wrong with that?

You want me to spend

the rest of my life

working my ass off until I dry up and

can't even imagine marrying again?

Earle says he's got a temper on him.

Earle's one to talk.

Besides, do you know a man

who doesn't have a temper?

Bone! Glen's here.

Oh you both look so pretty.

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