Dolores Claiborne Page #3

Donovan couldn't help but be impressed.

Her look when she saw

that picture-on-the-cover story...

You would've thought she passed a brick.

Maybe you ought to slow down.

Believe me, I know my limit.

Don't that sound familiar?

I'd leave it alone if I were you.

I've seen my share of drunks, is all.

That's all I'm sayin'.

What did he have to be happy about?

I suppose making sure everyone was

as miserable as he was.

Is that why you killed him?

Oh, tough question, I guess.

Occupational hazard.

Don't feel too bad, Ma.

I asked Jean Harris the same thing once.

Let's face it, Mother.

We barely know each other.

We haven't spoken in years, and that's

as much your doing as it is mine.

You didn't kill Vera, great.

You've got nothing to worry about.

If you did, then you deserve

whatever comes.

Just...

...let's not pretend we're in some goddamn

Norman Rockwell family reunion here.

I'm sorry, Ma, but that's where we are.

And as for Dad...

...the few memories I have of him...

...I'd like to keep.

Are you listening to me?

Daddy.

We made tapioca!

Get out.

We did. And it's not instant either.

And with real cream.

And the next thing you'll tell me

is you made it just for me, right?

Oh, McCrea, there's that St. George smile.

-Don't you look just like my mother?

-That's enough fooling around.

Tell her she's got homework to do.

You better do your homework.

Theo called about the chain winch.

He's got them parts sittin' there.

Says he'll go as high as $250.

I changed my mind. I ain't sellin'.

It's not worth $100. You said so yourself.

He's got those boats in dry dock.

He needs the damn thing.

Ain't that the point in AA,

helpin' out your buddies?

'"Helpin' out.'"

Sh*t.

Besides, if I get that thing runnin',

it's worth $250 a month.

Goddamn it! The soda's warm!

I only got home a half hour ago.

It went in first thing.

It's hard enough drinkin' this stuff cold.

What's so f***in' funny?

Your pants.

They're split clear the way up.

Well, ain't that a scream!

You're pretty goddamn frisky

all of a sudden, Dolores.

Let me guess. I'll bet that Vera Donovan's

got a whole freezer full of soda.

Take them off. I'll mend them after supper.

What's the deal?

You kiss that rich summer ass all day long,

you got nothin' left for me.

Just remember, your father used to scrape

my old man's boat...

...so don't be gettin' high and mighty

on me.

If you still had the boats,

we wouldn't need the extra money.

Looky here.

A big old smiley moon.

This is just for you.

Want to see the dark side?

Yeah, I guess it is pretty funny.

I hope you haven't been walkin' around

like that all day long.

Why the hell'd you make me do it?

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