Labor Day Page #3

Then he washed the oor and waxed it.

FRANK Then you rotate {he bait.

Grip it loose.

Two fingers up top, thumb on the bottom.

Just let it rest there.

Barely tight enough to hold.

And when you release,

snap your wrist down, like a whip.

Just crack.

And then you grab those seams

when the ball leaves your fingers.

You bite your lip when you sew.

(EXHALES SOFTLY)

I'm trying not to stick you.

How'd you get that scar?

(ADELE CHUCKLES)

Stars and Stripes Forever

routine for my dance recital.

Halfway through rehearsal,

they got rid of the ramp.

I tapped myself right off the stage.

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

Come here! Come here!

Answer the door, Hank.

Let them know your mother's out.

And I trust you're not gonna get nervous

and say something.

Now go.

Oh.

Hi, Henry. I was looking for your mother.

(STAMMERS) I'm sorry, Mr. Jervis,

she's not home.

Oh. Well, that's...

That's not like her.

Has she been following the news,

do you know?

Did she leave you here by yourself?

No, I just mean

she can't come to the door.

- She's taking a bath.

- MR. JERVIS:
Oh.

Are those for her?

Yeah. I had so many'

I didn't know what to do with them.

I thought your mother might like them.

Thank you.

I'm sure she'll appreciate them.

Let her know there's something

I'd like to discuss with her.

Is everything okay?

MR. JERVIS:
Well, uh...

Look, Henry, I don't know if

you've heard, but there's a guy loose.

Broke out of Stinchfield.

He's probably long gone by now,

but till they find him,

I wouldn't be opening the door

without an adult.

Thank you for telling me.

Look, I doubt

he's anywhere near here by now.

Just remember,

I'm right across the street.

You have any problems,

just give me a jingle.

(ADELE PANTING)

He had more than he needed.

You did good, Hank.

Um...

Henry, why don't you go check on Joe?

I'm sure he's fine.

It's a hot day.

Make sure his water hasn't dried up.

Yeah.

You can't do that again.

What? What did I do?

My son is not your lookout.

He's not your accomplice. And I don't...

- It was just a neighbor.

- It doesn't matter!

Don't forget what's going on here.

Not for a second.

Now, I see the way he looks at you.

What he wants.

That encouragement,

pat on his shoulder.

And I want it for him.

But not for that.

I can't promise

what's going to show up at the door.

I know.

Okay, then.

(EXHALES)

It's a good peach.

It's too bad they're all so ripe,

you'll never get through them all.

We should throw most of them away

before they rot.

No, I have another idea.

Take a peach.

HENRY:
Thank you.

FRANK:
Now, the filling is easy.

What I want to talk about is crust.

You've got to keep your ingredients cool.

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