Lane 1974 Page #3

began to pick up the rocks

and put them to her ear.

For three nights and three days,

she patiently picked up

each rock

and listened tenderly to it.

Her ears grew sore,

her throat grew dry,

and her lips began to crack.

Yet, she kept on.

For she knew if she

did not give up,

she would find it."

Berry.

Berry!

Berry, this isn't funny.

If you are hiding,

come out right now!

I told you to keep

an eye on the kids.

Calm down, Clarise.

I'm not gonna calm down.

Jamie, if you know

where Berry is,

I need you to tell me right now.

I don't know!

Berry!

Berry! Berry!

Berry!

Berry!

What was your

kid doing in the water?

Get the hell away from me.

Is he all right?

I said, get the hell away!

Don't take him to

the hospital, man.

Death culture there.

Get out of my way.

Come on, Sky.

Let's go.

Look, can you at least leave

food stamps or something?

Anything for us?

Sky, we're leaving.

Now.

Lane, take your sister.

Jamie...

Come on. Let's move this

over here, okay?

What now?

Well...

We're gonna go into the city.

But I thought you hate the city.

I don't have a choice anymore.

You're gonna take this.

Come here, baby.

Come on, let's go.

Okay. Let's go for a walk.

Come on, guys.

Hurry up.

Hey, Lane. Take your sister.

Come on.

Here. Go with Lane, okay?

Who is she calling?

Um, Ethel, maybe.

Who's Ethel?

Our grandma.

We have a grandma?

Yeah.

You're probably too young

to remember her,

but you took a sh*t

on her floor,

and she freaked out

the last time I saw her.

Come on, Shayla.

Go with Jamie.

Come on.

Go with Jamie.

Come on, Shayla.

Hey, Mom.

Hi, it's Karen.

Yeah. Yeah, no.

It's me.

Beat it. Come on.

Yeah, it's me.

Yeah, well...

Well, I was thinking we haven't

seen each other, and I was...

maybe thinking I could

come over tomorrow.

We can all come over.

I know, I know, I know.

It's been a while. But...

I thought...

we could come by and say hi.

Jamie, bring Shayla.

Okay.

Then tomorrow.

Okay.

Yeah, Mom...

Let me see your teeth.

Wipe.

Okay, me?

Okay. Let me see your teeth.

Well, you're gonna piss in

something, wear it for two days.

Are you happy?

Let's go.

I just... I don't

understand you, Lane.

I want you to be Cleopatra

and you just insist

on being Minnie Mouse.

Come on, come on.

Get the sh*t. Let's go.

Move it. Come on.

Come on.

Come here, Shayla.

Come on.

Yeah.

I know. Let's go.

Come on, kids, come on.

Yes!

Don't do it so many times.

Hi, Mom.

Uh, this is Shayla.

I think you haven't met.

Go inside. Go inside.

As long as there was such a base,

I felt strongly that

it was necessary

to see the constitutional process

through to its conclusion...

Hey, Jamie.

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