Fried Green Tomatoes Page #4

Trick or treat!

You're not gonna throw

them hissy-fits, are you?

Happy Halloween!

Oh, no. No, no, no!

You're meaner than a damn snake.

I'm glad

you're feeling better.

Get back in bed. Good thing

your eyesight's failing.

Hey!

Mmm. Oh.

Hey. I was hopin' you'd be here.

My roommate, Mrs. Otis,

said I could visit her family,

but I said,

"Thank you kindly,

but I think I might have

my own visitor."

And here you are.

Well, sit down.

Thank you.

And doughnuts to boot!

You can't beat that.

Well, help yourself, Mrs.

Threadgoode. Thank you.

How's your friend?

Mrs. Otis?

Uh-huh.

Well, not so good.

Oh.

Looks like I won't be

gettin' home for quite a while,

and I sure miss it.

Funny what you miss

when you're away from home.

I miss

the smell of coffee...

and bacon fryin'.

Oh, what I wouldn't give for a

plate of fried green tomatoes...

like we used to have

at the cafe.

Ooh!

I never told you about the cafe, did I?

No, ma'am.

Oh, well...

now let me back up a bit.

You see, Idgie never

quite got over losing Buddy.

She hardly

ever come home.

Only Big George

knew how to find her.

She just didn't seem to care

about anythin'anymore.

Then, one summer day,

her mama sent for her.

Like they say,

God never shuts one door

without opening another.

That was also the day Idgie

met Frank Bennett, Mama!

The man whose murder

got her arrested.

Well, hello there, miss.

And who might you be?

Towanda to you.

Who are you?

Oh, Frank Bennett's

the name, Miss Towanda.

I must say you are lookin'

mighty fine today.

You a politician...

or does lying

just run in your family?

Mama!

Well, there you are!

Well, it's about time,

Idgie.

If you don't look like

the wild man of Borneo.

Here you go. Well, thank you.

Guess who's here?

Who?

Ruth. She's stayin'

with us this summer...

and will be in charge of all the young

people's activities at the church.

Is that why you wanted to see me?

We have so many things planned.

Ruth?

You remember my youngest

child? Of course I do.

Hi, Idgie.

Hi.

Maybe this isn't

such a good idea.

Oh, it's got to work.

Somebody's got to help her. I can't.

Are you sure you want

to go to this river club, Miss Ruth?

These ain't no

churchgoing folks.

I'll do just

fine, George, thank you.

Oh, excuse me.

Is Idgie Threadgoode here

by any chance?

Come on in, honey.

She's right down here.

Here? Okay.

Uh-huh.

I'll see you,

Grady Kilgore,

and I'll

raise you twenty.

You ain't got nothin'!

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