No Way to Live

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Afternoon, sir.

I'm here with the Dirby

home improvement company.

Do you have a moment

to take a look

at our top-of-the-line

portable vacuum cleaner?

It's actually next year's model.

See, this here is a 1959

portable vacuum cleaner.

It comes with attachments

for carpets and rugs,

and even a high-power

suction hose

to get into those

hard-to-reach places.

You're not off my property

in the next ten seconds...

What's going on?

You stepped in a gator trap.

We put 'em all around the house.

Otherwise them gators will just

crawl right into your living room.

I feel drunk.

You are. I gave you some

of daddy's whiskey.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Oh! Sorry.

What's your name, anyhow?

- Monty.

- Like Montgomery Clift?

- I love him.

- Yes, I suppose.

- You're the salesman, right?

- I was. Not anymore.

- Oh. -Guess I wasn't

any good at it.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

It was a lousy job.

Take a seat.

Come on over here.

Sit down.

Now I could've already

had this n*gger arrested

for trespassing

and being a peeping tom.

But instead...

I helped get the trap

off his leg.

I helped you carry him

into my house,

out of the goodness of my heart!

So you better

take care of this...

Or else I will.

- Hi.

- Oh, hi. I was...

Just came to check on you.

Who is this?

That's my mother.

Oh, yeah, I see the resemblance.

She passed away last year.

I'm sorry.

It was an accident.

She slipped in the bathtub,

hit her head.

That's terrible.

Well, I'll let you

get your rest.

Come on, Monty.

Come on...

Aren't you hungry?

Not particularly.

Okay.

- Well, I'll just put it here.

- I heard you last night.

Heard what?

I don't even want

to say it out loud.

Listen...

Whatever you do in your own

home ain't my business.

If you would just walk me

on down to my car...

He makes me do it.

I got no choice.

You think that I want to?

What?

He's been having his way with me

ever since my mother died.

You must think that I'm awful.

No. No, no. No, of course not.

I just...

I just thought...

I didn't know the whole story.

Nora, please!

This is not your fault.

You're not awful.

He is!

Why don't you tell someone?

Well, 'cause daddy is a very

well-respected man in the community.

And he donates more money

to the church than anyone else.

They'd never believe me.

Have you ever thought

of just leaving?

All the time.

But I don't have a car.

And if I took his, they'd...

They'd stop me

and they'd just bring me back.

And I don't have money either,

so I'm not likely

to get very far.

Well...

I don't have much money either,

but I do have a car.

What are you saying?

I'm saying I don't got nothing

keeping me in this town.

If you want to get out, I'll take

you wherever you want to go.

You'd do that for me?

Of course I would.

I kinda owe you one

for saving my life.

I didn't save your life.

Shoot, close enough.

You think about it

and get back to me.

I ain't going nowhere.

Okay, Monty.

I'll think about it.

He still here?

Well, he's not healed yet.

Just another day.

Big Jim.

What can I do you for?

I... I hate to bother you

during suppertime and all,

but I'm driving by and I see this

vehicle parked off your lot here,

and I'm wondering

who might the owner be.

- Evening, Nora.

- Hi, big Jim.

- Is everything okay? -Yes, ma'am.

Yes, ma'am. Just checking in.

Passing by,

thought I'd... stop.

Princess, them dishes in there ain't

gonna clean themselves, you know.

You sure you want

to do this, right?

- Yes, I'm sure.

- Good.

You're making

the right decision.

It's gonna be scary,

but just know that.

I know.

Hey, um...

I know this might be

a crazy idea,

but I mean, since we're on

the subject of crazy ideas...

Why don't we take

some of daddy's money?

He keeps a suitcase full of

cash underneath the bed.

Oh?

Well, I mean, there's plenty

more where it came from.

It's only the cash

that he keeps on hand.

- It'll hardly be missed.

- Money's always missed.

Yes, I suppose you're right.

We wouldn't want to push

our luck, would we?

Well, I guess it would be

silly to move forward

and not have enough

to keep going, huh?

You sure it won't be

too hard for you to get to?

No, not at all.

I can just grab it

while he's asleep.

Okay.

And there was one other thing

that I've been thinking about.

We will stay together, right?

I mean, it's okay

if you just want to drop me...

Is that what you want?

Yes, I would like that.

Well, then that's just

what we'll do.

- Monty?

- Yes?

Would you mind if I kissed you?

Just as I imagined.

What do we do now?

We wait.

See? He's all better.

Well, I won't be doing the Charleston

any time soon, but I'm getting there.

Here.

It's the one

I was trying to sell.

Guess I won't be

needing it no more.

That's very kind of you.

I'll put it inside.

Well...

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

Here, hand it to me.

- Whoa.

- Whoa is right.

Now let's get out of here.

Yes, ma'am.

Forever

yes, I'll wait forever

darling, I will never

love somebody new

I miss you

darling,

oh, I miss you...

That's better.

Maybe we should count the money.

Just to see how much

we're dealing with.

Let's do it later.

I want to celebrate.

To starting over.

To starting over.

Do you have protection?

- You mean a condom?

- Mm-hmm.

Um, I was hoping you might.

Oh, no, I'm sorry.

I didn't...

- I didn't...

- It's okay.

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