Cross Creek Page #3

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All right.

[Knocking] Mornin'.

Mornin'?

Miss Rawlings is busy workin'.

Mornin'.

Like to go for a little spin?

I have work to do.

I thought you'd like to try her out.

Mr. Baskin, I don't really

have time for games.

Well, I figured that you

might be needing a car.

It is a long walk into town.

So, I brought one out for you to try.

I can't afford a car.

You can afford this one, Miss Rawlings.

Put your shoes on, I'll show it to you.

'Course, it's not what

you'd call a formal car.

So if you'd like to come as you are,

that'd be fine.

It's all right if I clean up now?

Yes. Thank you.

And if you want to put on a summer dress

and pack a nice picnic lunch,

that'd be fine, too.

You don't want to turn it down

before you look it over.

- Mr. Baskin...

- Norton.

I appreciate your concern,

but I can't possibly afford a car.

So if you'll just excuse me...

No ma'am, I certainly do not excuse you.

Now, I've considered

that you're new here,

and that you're nervous

about starting out.

But you're being pig-headed.

I didn't come to sell you a car.

I put 2 and 2 together,

and as far as I can tell,

you don't have anybody to depend on.

I'm perfectly capable of taking...

I don't care how perfectly capable

you may think you are.

The fact is that you don't have

a means of transportation.

Now, maybe I'm out of line,

but I took it upon myself

to fetch that old jalopy of yours.

It doesn't run.

It does now.

Oh.

So how much do I owe you?

I brought it out here as a gift.

If that offends you, I'm sorry.

But I sure as hell didn't come here

to take nothin' from you.

Mr. Baskin?

Would you like a cup of coffee?

[Screen door creaks]

Oh, my goodness.

It looks brand-new.

All it needed was

a little love and affection.

I'd like to pay you for whatever

it cost you to do that.

[Laughs]

Are all writers stubborn,

or is it just you?

Is it a deal?

Well, seeing as how

we're in business together,

you could do me a favor.

I'm gonna need a lift back to town.

[Both laughing]

Marjorie:
The party was

a welcome respite

from my work.

I looked forward to seeing Ellie again.

She stood on the threshold of womanhood.

Clinging to her Fawn

as if he were the last

of her youthful dreams.

[Piano music playing]

Mama...

Miss Rawlings here.

How lovely of you to come.

I expect the other guests

will be here momentarily.

And this is for you.

Oh, thank you.

How sweet of you.

Please, sit down.

[Chickens clucking]

It'll help keep the mosquitoes off you.

Feels like rain.

The children picked

blackberries all afternoon.

We had a blackberry patch,

but my husband's hogs

just helped theirselves

till there wasn't

anything left.

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