Wish You Well Page #3

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This here well, it's magic.

What do you mean?

There was a guy and a gal,

they want to get hitched,

but their families wouldn't let them.

So, they made a plan to run off.

Only something happened,

and the fella, he thought

the gal done got killed.

So...

he come down here and he jump in.

That gal, she found out,

she come down here and she jump in, too.

- That sounds like Romeo and Juliet.

- Who?

What makes it magic, Diamond?

Well,

them two people, dying for each other,

that's what made the well magic.

Anybody have a wish,

they come down here, it'll happen.

- There's just one little catch.

- What?

You got to give up the most

important thing you got,

just like they did.

But how do you know if it works?

Well, this here bucket,

- swing from left to right.

- Lou, maybe we can...

- No, Oz.

- But...

It's just like your stupid necklace,

it won't work.

Mom's never coming back.

This morning's lessons

we will practice our letters.

Please take out your books

and write each letter five times.

Lou, is something wrong?

No.

I'm gonna whoop you.

Go get 'em, Will, go get 'em!

What the hell is going on here?

Billy got in another fight, George.

Sorry, pa.

I was working in the damn fields, boy.

Now get up.

Did that damn girl do that to you?

I ain't through with you, boy.

- George, you leave him be.

- Get off of me.

Next year, no more damn school for you.

- You hear me?

- Yes, sir.

Why don't you let Billy decide that?

He a boy, he do what I say.

- Well, I see me a fine young man.

- He ain't a grown man.

Yeah, but you are, so you keep

your hands off of him!

You got that big colored living

in your house, don't ya?

God gonna strike you dead.

God gonna strike you down for that.

Got that Injun blood in ya.

You don't belong here, old woman.

If you ever lay a hand on him again,

you'd better pray to whatever God

it is you counsel with,

that I don't find you, George Davis.

Hey!

Do you know who you're messing with,

old woman?

Yeah, I know who I'm messing with.

Your daddy beat you bad

and he starved you and your sisters.

Many a time I tried

to come between ya's.

And now you've grown up

to be just like him.

Well, Billy's not gonna be like that.

Billy. Wake up, come on.

Come on.

You're gonna hear from me, woman.

Don't you worry, Ms. Louisa,

that man ain't gonna touch you

or the children while I'm around.

Come on, children.

Why did George Davis

say you don't belong here?

Well, my daddy was part Cherokee

and some folks around here don't like that.

Me, I'm proud of it.

So you got Native blood in you, too.

I think that's pretty special.

You should've seen Billy's face

when he opened that lunch pail.

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