Waitress Page #5
What the heck, I'll do
it during my break, okay?
You are the queen
of kindness and goodness.
You with child?
Shh, quiet.
I've seen that look on
a woman's face before.
Name was Annette.
I made sweet love to her
all through the summer
of 1948.
She got that sick look
on her face like you had
all through the fall.
I almost married her right up.
She lost the baby, though.
Close call.
When you due?
Shh, Joe...
Don't want Cal to hear.
You can't lose my job.
I'm trying to save money
so I can leave my husband.
Why, what's wrong with him?
Hey, there's no salt and pepper
on the table. I asked
for salt and pepper
and no ice in my juice glass.
- Can't you get nothing I say right?
- I'll go get
your salt and pepper and juice
with no ice.
But you got to promise me
you'll keep your mouth shut
about this baby.
What baby?
Good man.
Honey, Earl's on the phone.
- Tell him I'm busy.
- You don't talk to him,
he might come over here
Yeah, okay.
Can I ask you a question?
Is it my imagination,
or is my left one drooping
down even more today?
I'm starting to feel like something Picasso
would have made.
Do me a favor, hon,
get Old Joe some O. J...
no ice... or he'll bite your head off.
- And some salt and pepper.
- You got it.
Hello, Earl.
Good, good.
No, I-I am glad you called.
You picking me up tonight?
No, that's fine, I'll ask
Becky to give me a ride.
Yes, I know you work hard.
Earl, I've got to get back.
We're busy here today.
Okay.
Bye.
I love you, too.
Mm.
"Falling In Love Pie. "
Oh, pretty outfit, Dawn.
Thank you.
It's a little tight
in the butt, I fear.
Oh, no worries. Men like a little meat
back there, don't they, Jenna?
I have no idea what men like.
Speaking of more meat,
does Earl have any clue at all
that you're pregnant?
No, he don't notice, and
I'm just going to run away.
Wow.
How much money you got saved?
Not much, $1,
and I can save
another couple hundred
before theJonesville Bake-Off.
How much is that prize money?
$25,000, hon.
Wow. What pie you going to bake?
I'm not sure.
I was thinking I'd make one
of my real unusual ones,
like my mama used to make.
One where you wouldn't think
the ingredients
would all go together, but they do.
Huh.
Dawn, you're beautiful.
Your skin looks like
a normal person's.
Thank you.
I know what you should do
with that prize money, Jenna.
You should open your own pie shop.
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