Joe Page #4

I got us

jobs today.

- I got a job today.

- Good for you, baby.

Dorothy!

Dorothy, guess what.

He got one. That's good.

Stop!

Sorry.

Got that a**hole put away?

Yes, Joe,

he's in the back.

That a**hole

bites me again...

Well, he's got

the devil in him.

- F*** that.

- Come on, baby.

Well, look at that. What's that?

Come here.

A Mexican game show.

That's what I'm talking about.

Can I fix you something, baby?

Coke, ice.

Here you go,

sweetie.

So what you got

the blues over, Joe?

I'm not so bad.

Want one of my girls?

You want two

of my girls?

Not today.

Today is a special day.

- It is?

- I only want your company, Merle.

- Why, thank you.

- Come here.

Mmm!

Lace!

- A**hole!

- Lacy!

Put the dog

in the back!

I got it. Come on.

I got it.

Come on.

You don't need that

thing to take care of you.

Where are you

going, Joe?

Girl, get your ass

off the floor.

Quit being stupid.

- You see who that was?

- Yes.

Was that World War I or II?

Where'd you get that hat?

- W-W-2.

- Oh, right.

Got it down there

at the Army-Navy.

Been making some money over at

Henry's house, throwing the dice.

Yeah, I know. I was gonna go

over there later, clean him out.

Maybe I'll see you there.

I've been doing pretty

good taking the money

from them old ladies that old

blind George hang out with.

Take about 60 or 70%

of my winnings

and donate it to

the diabetes research.

Then I take the rest of it

and buy war paraphernalia.

One of these days

I'm gonna be a regular GI Joe.

Pow.

Fistful of dollars!

Or something like that.

Henry.

In here, Joe!

Hey, Joe.

How you been doing?

- Who's that?

- Henry's just making a damn mess here.

- What are you trying to do, Henry?

- I don't know.

Yeah, well, I don't think

I'd cut it into a roast.

No.

You can do it

any way you want to,

but if it was mine,

I'd cut it into steaks.

Come over here and show

him how to do it, honey.

And Henry, you can

sit down there

and tell me a joke

or sing a song or something.

Sh*t, you might as well just

let Blind George cut it up.

I'm gonna sit down and have me

a cigarette in this wheelchair.

- Couldn't you, George? - I reckon

I could do better than he's doing it.

- Oh, no.

No.

All right, I'll show you

how to make the steaks.

That'd be good,

baby. I love back scrapple.

That's good.

That's enough.

Now look what

happened to the poor thing.

So much blood

on the floor.

Oh, God. Oh.

Where'd you get

this deer?

It was hung up on

the fence over at Mr. Lee's,

and Henry and I was

coming back from the IHOP,

and I took out my. 38

and shot her in the head.

Honey, you use that knife

just like an artist's brush.

I mean, you know

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