Their Eyes Were Watching God Page #6

- What the hell you doing?

- What the hell you think?

- Janie!

- Can't Iive with you no more,

Where you gonna go? Oh, now,

who the hell would ever have you?

You had nothing when I met you, and you'II

have Iess than nothing when you Ieave me,

Janie,

Nobody would marry you, Not now,

- Get off me!

- I'II Iet you go, But you gonna hear me!

AII you'II end up as

is somebody's good-time gal,

You know, the kind that men use

Now, you go,

Shame, shame, don't you know, Lord

Yes, my Lord, I know, Lord

Shame, shame, don't you know, Lord

(Janie) Every morning

I flung open the window to another day,

And every day had a store in it,

I wasn't petal open any more,

I had an inside and an outside now,

And I knew how not to mix 'em,

Days seemed to just run together,

We had us a routine,

Breakfast at dawn,

Lunch at noon,

And dinner by six,

Eatonville had plenty to be proud of,

While I was livin' a good life,

it was Joe's life,

Not mine,

Now, if we can stop this boy

cheatin' once in a while,,,

- You done had 20 years,,,

- Wait a minute,,,

Boy, what is wrong with you? You got

a sandbag where your brain should be?

- No, sir,

You can't mess up all my profit, droppin',,,

- Brother Mayor,

How 'bout cuttin' me a plug

of that fine tobacco there?

(Joe) AII right,

I'II get that for you, Sam,

Lord have mercy! Looky here,

Your wife gone buck wild

with that plug cuttin',

You be round this store till you old as

Methuselah, You still won't Iearn nothin',

Don't stand there a-studyin' me, with your

pop eyes and your Iittle narrow behind,

Quit mixin' up my doings with my Iooks,

then,

You outta your mind, talkin' Iike that,

I'm mayor,

You the one started it,

Don't be gettin' insulted about your Iooks,

You give me no children,

Now you an old Iady, Nearly 40,

Ain't nobody Iookin' at you, old as you is,

Well, I ain't 40, I'm only 38,

You ways past 50,

Let's talk about that,

And this big fat belly you got,

You talk a whole Iotta brag, Joe, But ain't

nothing big about you but your voice,

Hell, pull down your britches,

Iook Iike you hit the change of Iife,

- What you say to me?

- You heard her, You ain't blind,

I'd rather be shot dead

than hear that about my own self,

What you say to me?

(Phoebe) Janie!

Joe gived you everything you could want,

You're not happy

because you expect too much,

(Janie) Something fell off the shelf

inside me,

It was Joe,

He tumbled down and shattered,

(labored breathing)

(Joe) Doctor say that I'm dyin',

I guess you come to watch,

Jody,

Maybe I ain't been

such a good wife to you,

But you gave me everything

a woman could ever dream of havin',

And I thank you,

But Jody, you and me

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