The Gift Page #3
Valerie. Oh, honey,
you know, you should 't be here.
I'm sorry about
the other night.
Oh, that's okay.
I can take care of myself.
And I hate
coming over here, but...
I really need
to talk to you.
Maybe you could read for me.
Under a bridge or something.
All right, I'll read for you. But
you got to start listening to me.
I can't leave him.
Don't you understand?
Hon, he's gonna keep hurting you
till he puts you in the hospital.
I don't have anything
to look forward to.
Maybe you can
give me some hope.
Oh, Valerie, hon, I don't know
how to make myself any clearer...
- Valerie!
- Oh, Annie! Annie, it's him! No!
- Calm down. I'll call the law.
- No. No.
No, Annie, no! If you're
my friend, you won't! No!
I'll deal with you later,
you goddamn b*tch!
You witch!
Get your ass in the truck!
That ain't fast enough!
I told you not to come here!
- You let her go!
- All right! All right!
- Get in!
- Mike, you stay there!
What did I f***ing tell you?
All right!
Sweet Jesus.
Mike? Y'all bring
Miss Francis her clothes.
Thanks, hon.
Granny.
Hey, Annabelle.
Gran... Granny,
what are you doing here?
I brought you
some persimmons, hon.
Remember how you liked persimmons
when you was little?
Granny, you're not
supposed to be here.
How... How'd you get here?
Oh, it ain't far to walk.
That boy's got
your granddaddy's eyes.
Well, hon,
I better get back.
Looks like
there's a storm coming.
No, Granny,
it... it's clear.
Annie, always use
your instinct, honey.
Now you tell Miss Francis
I'll be home by 9:30, okay?
- Bring back something.
- All right, I promise.
- I love you too, Mama.
- I know. And I love you too, hon.
- Be good. Bye.
- Bye, Mama.
You ready?
I don't know why
I let you talk me into this.
'Cause it's time you quit
living like a nun, that's why.
Don't worry. You're going to be
the prettiest girl here, next to me.
I don't know about that.
- Oh, thank you.
- Thank you very much.
- Do we pay him now or...
- I sign for it later.
Is it good?
- Annie, there he is.
- Who?
That guy I... That guy I was
telling you about. Look at him.
He's right over there by the bar.
Don't he look like Antonio Banderas?
Oh, my God! He saw me! Sh*t!
He saw me staring at him.
All right, get your cards out. Tell
me if he's gonna come over here.
I don't have my cards with me.
I am off-duty.
Hello, Mrs. Wilson.
- It's Annie.
- Sit down. You're blocking my view.
- Sorry. You remember Jessica?
- Hi, Annie.
I didn't know you were a member
of the country club.
I'm not.
I kind of tagged along with Linda.
- How nice. It's a great outfit.
- Thank you.
- What's Mike up to tonight?
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