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like that anymore. Do they?

No, they don't.

No, they don't.

Let's go.

Yeah, see you.

Hey, good luck with

the motorcycle.

How long does it take to learn

how to drive one of these?

I can show you right now.

I don't wanna know. As long

as you know what you're doing.

Don't get caught.

You understand?

I thought the local law

was taken care of.

Yeah, he's been paid,

but I'm not sure he's bought.

It's not for you to worry about.

Who's worried?

Good.

That your card?

Yeah. How did you do that?

Magic.

Mommy, is that your wedding?

Yep.

Come on in. Want some coffee?

Thank you.

Sam, that's my dad.

Come on, look at him.

Mommy, why is Daddy

carrying you like that?

Because that's what

the groom does.

He carries his wife off, so they

can start their new life together.

- That's me.

- So little.

I bet he was a good kisser.

Yes, he was.

It's very beautiful here.

It's the Valley of the Moon.

That's what we called it.

Can you smell the violets?

There's no prettier smell on earth

than the smell of violets.

You're not used to all this.

You're not married, are you?

Used to be.

A long time ago.

You miss your husband, don't you?

Yes.

There are days

when I miss him very much.

Would you like to sleep

in my room tonight?

You're a very special woman.

I'll see you tomorrow.

You're tuned to Night

Sounds where it's 1:30 in the morning

and a very pleasant 65 degrees.

Hi.

Hi.

It's late, Lonnie.

No later than it usually is.

Come here.

What's the matter?

I just don't feel like it.

Okay.

Kids up?

No.

What's the matter?

You still upset about the Lewis' barn?

It has nothing to do with the barn.

Then what?

I don't know.

Well, when you figure it out,

you let me know.

Guess she won't be growing

much here now.

Ha! Ha!

Son of a... Come here!

Strike three.

You're out.

I don't know how much you know

about business, Mr. Dunston.

These things can be

a little complicated.

Let me clarify the situation.

What it comes down to is this:

If I don't have Mrs. Anderson's land

by this week, I lose my permits.

If I lose permits, I lose this deal.

If I lose this, I'm out of business.

Now, if you

and your little pissant army

can't persuade one woman

to sell me her land,

I may have to find someone

who can.

So, Lonnie Poole,

what did you find out about him?

I know he's not her cousin.

Good, Lonnie.

Look, I don't care who he isn't.

This a**hole is really

beginning to bother me.

Now I have to go out there,

present him with some options

to sticking around here.

Listen.

I take it as a favor if you give me first

crack at making that presentation.

Really?

Really.

Fine.

Clydie is not here.

I know that.

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