Child of God Page #6

I ain't doing nothing.

You're Ballard, ain't ye?

No, I ain't him.

You ain't Ballard?

Lester Ballard?

I told you, I ain't him.

Well, whoever the hell you are,

this here's private property.

Private property?

That's right!

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean nothing.

My goddamn property!

You f***ing probably ain't even seen.

God, I'll put a f***ing bullet in ye.

You wanna f*** with me?

God! Your property!

Get out of my property here!

It's not your property.

It's somebody else's property.

It's somebody else's...

F***!

God damn!

God damn, you see how I did!

Get off my property!

Get off my goddamn property!

It ain't your goddamn property!

That's my home!

Drop the rifle, Ballard.

Boy, you better stick it in the ground.

Do it!

Turn around.

Come on over here.

Come on over here.

Damn.

Stop.

Now, you just stand there a minute.

I leave my rifle back there.

Someone gonna find it.

I'll worry about your goddamn rifle.

I ain't done nothing wrong.

How come you scouting around

here in the woods?

What...for nobody can find you?

Because I know how they do it.

Throw you in jail.

Hmm?

Beat the sh*t out of you.

Deputy, this man ever been

mistreated up here?

No, he knows better than that.

Deputy says you cussed him.

Did you?

- What you looking over there for?

- I...I'm just looking.

Just looking.

He ain't gonna tell you what to say.

Well, he might tell me what not to.

Is it true you burnt down

Mr. Waldrop's house?

No, I haven't.

You was living in it when it burned.

I wasn't done it.

I left outta there a long time

'fore that happened.

Lester, you either gonna have

to find some other way to live

or someplace else in the world to do it in.

Where we going?

That's for me to know, and you're

gonna find out exactly where we're going.

That's for sure we never been there,

don't get mad at me.

All right.

God damn, let's work.

Okay, then that's it.

One last chance, okay?

I'm gonna put it down for one second.

God damn it, don't you lie to me.

You should've said that back then.

Okay?

That's a f***ing lie.

I know what you two been talking on,

conspiring against me,

betraying me after what I did for you.

Don't you cry.

Don't look at me like that, okay?

You ain't my friend.

I carried you.

I talk to you every night,

and you two stand there,

and you talk to yourselves without me.

I come back and something's different.

You're a f***ing liar!

You ain't my friend.

Out here...

I hear everything.

Everything you doing...

F***ing hear what you doing,

talking to me and whispering on me,

and goddamn f***ing betraying me!

Supposed to be family!

And you goin' and you're laughin'.

Now it's your turn.

Now it's your turn.

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