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You going out?

You tore my shirt, you dummy.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, I'm going to that

Chamber of Commerce soire.

I'll pick up Clarabelle down at the boat.

Do you suppose Clarabelle's

got an old dress she don't need?

What?

- I sort of wanna borrow a dress.

- What are you talking about?

She's got a lot of dresses up there

and I'd just like to...

Her dresses don't fit you.

- Mary Ann.

- Yeah, go on.

She buys enough to stuff a silo.

Don't bust a gut.

I never knew a man before,

not even to talk to.

Well, where did they keep you?

In the orphanage with the other girls.

And where was that?

It was in Missouri.

It's the only home I really remember.

It was in the country.

Then you have nobody?

Just Violet.

Who?

Violet. The other girl that was with me.

She's my sister.

Well, not truly, but we're closer than that.

Violet and me,

we'd climb into each other's bed...

when it was really cold in the wintertime,

and hug each other really close.

Sometimes, we'd touch each other...

and dream how men's hands

would feel on us.

I'd talk to her in a really deep voice

and I'd say, "I love you, Violet."

And I'd kiss her so she wouldn't cry.

We tried to run away once.

But the old woman caught us.

She said we couldn't leave,

that we were being raised up special.

But that when we were done, there'd be

lots of handsome men loving us forever.

You didn't really believe that, did you?

No. You could tell they were lying,

but it didn't matter much...

'cause in the spring,

we'd run out into the fields...

and there'd be sunshine and new rain...

and I'd be a squirrel, and a rabbit,

and a badger...

and then I'd fall down and feel the earth...

and in an instant, I'd know that being alive

was just everything.

I like that.

Do you truly?

Truly.

Say my name.

Poppy.

Say it again.

Violet?

Violet's a real pretty name.

Put it on.

You're beautiful, Violet. Yeah, you are.

You're as beautiful as anybody I ever seen.

If you do real good...

I'll take you to the fair.

Yeah, I will.

Jayhawker Fair souvenirs.

Who's gonna have one?

... will be declared ineligible

to be shown to judges.

Those entering in the wrong categories

will be disqualified...

- ...here in the flank. Got that?

- Yep.

Knock them down and win a prize.

Cotton candy coming up.

A young girl at a fair

and she doesn't see anything but her man.

- I love him.

- Do you, now?

Well, he's a fine one.

He is, isn't he?

He is who he is.

If you could see under this jacket,

you'd know.

Four slugs I took in this gut.

But Nick wouldn't let me die.

Was it in the war?

You might say that.

Very good.

How about you?

You want to shake my hand? All right.

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