Mean Dreams Page #3

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the fence 'bout you.

But it's official now.

I like you.

Got a

pretty good pair

considerin' they

ain't dropped yet.

Course that being said,

get off my property.

You ain't welcome.

You're a bad man.

Oh, is that so?

And what's your idea of

a good man, your daddy?

Huh?

Some hard bum who keeps his

family locked up on his ranch

like it's a damn tomb.

He don't

beat on us.

Never laid a finger.

That's cause

he's a coward.

You don't know

nothin' about him.

That's where

you're wrong, son.

You see there are two

kinds of men in this world:

Your daddy and me.

Now, way I see it, you've got

two options and I'm sorry to say

not either of 'em involves

you having a friendship

with my baby girl.

Option number one: We be civil,

as all neighbors oughta be.

We see each other

in town, we nod, smile,

be on our

respective ways.

Option number two: I make life

for your family a living hell.

One little phone call

'bout violated regulations

and I'll have land inspectors

so far up your daddy's ass

the cattle will be

impressed how hard he shits.

You keep coming over here,

doing what you do--

and I'll know which option

you've chosen for yourself.

And your family.

Pa.

Yeah.

Shhh.

Don't shush me.

Well damn it elbert I'm right

in the middle of this thing.

You're always

right in the middle--

pa.

What?!

Can I talk to you?

Porch.

Well?

It's Mr. caraway sir.

Casey's daddy.

What about him?

I saw

him hit Casey.

And when I tried to protect her,

he dragged me outside

and held

my head in a basin.

What do you mean--

when you

tried to protect her?

I ran

inside the house.

I tried to protect her.

Well that was a pretty

damn foolish thing to do

now wasn't it?

What the hell was

i s'posed to do, pa?

Just watch

him beat on her?

Now it probably

wasn't like that.

He's a

man of the law.

I ain't sayin' that

makes him a Saint,

I'm sayin' it ain't up

to us to judge.

You need to be smart

in this life, son.

Think before you act.

You don't go running into

a man's house uninvited

and start

attacking him.

And a

police officer no less.

You have any idea

the reign of sh*t

that man can bring down

on this family!

She needs help.

Pa.

Gotta do something.

Like what?

Run over

there throwin' punches?

The only thing that'll do is

wind me up in the drunk tank

with a court date.

You are a coward.

Yeah.

You know,

you and your momma

oughta take a little

trip sometime.

Cause this world

will eat you up whole.

And I'll tell you something else

you ever talk to me like this--

Jonas:
Copy Casey?

Casey? You there?

Jonas:
Casey?

Casey,

are you there?

Casey?

I know damn

well you're awake.

Casey?

Dipshit!

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