Hush...Hush, Sweet Charlotte Page #6

Charlotte, that is ridiculous.

Is it? You notice

they're not laying a finger on her land.

They're destroying my house

but they're not touching hers.

I've rented a car for you, Miriam.

You can go tomorrow.

- Go where?

- To Baton Rouge,

to put that damned

county commissioner straight.

Charlotte, there's nothing

I wouldn't do for you, if I could.

You know that.

But I'm afraid Drew's right.

There isn't anything

we can do about the house.

You have to leave.

What do you think

I asked you here for?

Company?

I thought you were gonna help me!

But I shall. That's why I came:

To help, to be with you.

To be with me?

I've lived alone here

ever since Papa died.

The only people I've ever seen

are Velma and Drew,

who comes out when he feels like it,

just to see if I'm still alive.

And a bunch of sniggering idiots

who come out here to make fun of me.

Do you think I'd ask you back here

just to be with me?

Charlotte, she's only trying

to lend a helping hand.

Oh, yes. I can see that.

She's just breaking her back.

God, do you have gratitude!

When you first came here,

after your Papa died,

you acted as if we weren't

good enough for you.

And your mama

a sorry up-North waitress.

Charlotte, that's enough.

Let her talk, if insulting me

gives her any satisfaction.

When you first came here,

Papa bought you a whole new wardrobe.

Does it insult you to remember that?

Yes, I remember he took

your poor up-North cousin downtown

for a whole new wardrobe

to a sleazy store

he wouldn't let you set foot in.

That wasn't good enough for you?

Papa didn't give you enough?

Maybe that's what you came back here for:

To get the rest of Papa's money.

Charlotte, I have a career, and

I've given up valuable time to come here.

Oh, I know. Now, let me see,

what is it you call your job?

Oh, yes, public relations.

Sounds like something pretty dirty to me.

The dirt is entirely in your own mind.

I wouldn't dwell on it, Charlotte.

She didn't come here to be insulted.

Most likely she came back to help

Jewel Mayhew drive me out of my house.

Charlotte, you don't believe that.

Why wouldn't Miriam

conspire with Jewel against me?

Who was it went sneaking off to Jewel

and told her about her husband and me

in the first place?

Didn't know about that, did you, Drew?

That's something you never told

your precious boyfriend.

Isn't that so, Miriam?

Isnt it, cousin darling?

Yes, I told Jewel.

And I told your father, too.

Why wouldn't I? After all,

I wasn't much more than a child then.

All I ever got in this house

was people telling me how lucky I was.

And your father always favouring you,

and holding you up as an example.

Why wouldn't I tell him

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