Splendor in the Grass Page #4
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Stop it. I have to pull down
the shade to the store.
Bud, stop it.
You're nuts about me, aren't you?
You're nuts about me.
I've got your ten-pound sack
in the back of the store, Mrs. Thatcher.
At my feet, slave!
- Bud, don't.
- Tell me you love me.
- You're hurting me.
- Say you can't live without me.
- Say it!
- I do.
- Do what?
- I do love you.
And you can't live without me.
You'd be everything I ever ask you to be.
I'd do anything for you.
Deanie, I didn't mean to hurt you.
Deanie, I was just kidding.
I'm the one; I should go down
on my knees to you.
I was just kidding.
I thought you knew that.
I can't kid about these things...
...because I am nuts about you.
And I would go down on my knees
to worship you if you really wanted me to.
Bud, I can't get along without you.
And I would do anything you'd ask me to.
I would.
I would.
Anything.
- Let's speak of it at the next meeting.
- I certainly will, if you will.
I'm going in to fix supper now.
- Bye-bye, Nell.
- 'Bye, Frieda.
Hi, Mom.
The coast is clear.
Are we going to the victory dance?
I can think of things I'd rather do.
I'll be ready.
I'll pick you up right after dinner then.
Did he tell you about his sister Ginny?
No.
Ginny Stamper is too low
for the dogs to bite.
Come here.
She met some man in Chicago,
put her in the family way.
Mrs. Stamper had to go out there
and get her, take her to a doctor.
Store's all locked up.
Good.
To have one of those
awful operations performed.
Mom, that's gossip.
Every word is true.
I was at the DAR and heard all about it.
Mrs. Whitcomb lives across the street
from the Stampers...
...and she knows everything
that goes on in their house.
That's what happens to girls
who go wild and boy-crazy.
Well, congratulations, Son!
The game, boy, the game.
Thank you.
I'll run along upstairs and...
Dad, I have to talk to you.
I've just about had all the nonsense
I intend to take out of you.
Get out of here, young lady.
I'm gonna have a talk with my boy.
All right, Son.
All right, go ahead.
Whoa now, Son.
You see, I don't really wanna go to Yale.
I'm not a very good student.
What do you mean
you're not a good student?
Boy, you can do anything
you set your mind to do.
I'd like to go to a good agricultural college
for a couple of years.
I'd really like to do that.
I could come right back here...
...and take over your ranch
just south of town.
Ranching's no life.
take her to college with me.
That's what I really want.
She'd be a big help to me, Dad.
I spent my life trying to create a place
of importance for you in this world...
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