Nadine Page #3

papers, we can get married.

Yeah. Mmm.

(HORN BLARING)

Honey, go on now.

Vernon's gotta go.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

Nightie-night.

(PICKUP TRUCK SQUEAKING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

VERNON:
Hey!

Goddamn it, woman.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Are you tryin'

to get me killed?

(CAR RATTLING)

When was the last time

you cleaned the sparks

in this thing?

You know me, Vernon.

Live and let live.

They don't bother me.

I don't bother them.

Hey, slow down.

Huh?

Slow down.

NADINE:
What?

VERNON:
Look at that.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

What's that son of a b*tch

doin' in there?

(CHUCKLING)

Givin' away free beer?

How's the

old Blue Bonnet

gettin' along anyway?

Fine. It's doin' just fine.

I heard you was

about to go bust.

Well, you heard wrong.

The Blue Bonnet's just

about to turn the corner.

It's just gonna

take a little longer

than I expected, that's all.

You mean, that jukebox

you bought with my money

just ain't doin' the

trick for you, is it?

I told you before,

that was a loan.

I'll pay you back.

I've got big plans

for the Blue Bonnet.

By the time I'm through,

it's gonna be

the showplace of Austin.

The first thing

I'm gonna do is

get me a new sign.

Mmm-hmm.

Then I'm gonna get

the dance floor fixed up.

I'm goin' to

get me a name band.

I'm not talkin' about one

of these low rent bands.

I'm talkin' big time.

The Blue Bonnet Lounge

ain't never gonna

be anything.

First of all, it's in the

worst location in all

of Austin.

I must have told you

I don't know how

many times...

I know

what you told me!

But you was wrong.

Then I must

have told you...

You was wrong! I don't

want to talk about it

anymore.

But, I...

Period!

Fine.

We'll talk about

something else.

Fine.

Okay.

Ain't she a little

on the cheap side

for you?

Who?

Miss Low Rent Lust back there.

Renee? Are you kiddin'?

She's got a good job

with the Lone Star

Beer Company.

She don't look

that smart to me.

Well, she's smart enough to

work in Accounts Receivable.

I don't know, Vernon.

She looks

a little on the chubby

side to be Pecan Queen.

Well, at least she doesn't

spend all her time findin'

fault with me.

Here we are.

(SIGHS)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

VERNON:
Why are we

goin' in the back door?

It's a lot quicker

this way.

I can't believe this.

I left the keys

at the beauty shop.

I guess we're just gonna

have to go back and get 'em.

What? We came

all the way out here

and you don't even

have the keys with you?

If you hadn't

been so obnoxious,

I might've remembered.

Now, come on, let's go.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

I'm not ruinin' mine and

Renee's evenin'

because you ain't

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