Flesh and Bone

Clem?

Turn down that thing, will ya?

You're gonna wake Scotty.

What's that?

The RCA.

Scotty's got school tomorrow.

Oh, all right.

Say, you haven't seen my glasses, have you?

On the table, next to the clock.

Yes...

you're such a pretty girl.

Aren't you?

Yeah.

No, they're not here.

Try the washroom.

What's gotten into Jack?

Anderson's bitch must be in heat again.

I'll go run her up the road.

Hey, hey, shh.

What is it, Jack?

That old bitch doggin' you again?

Lulu, is that you out there?

You go on home now, you hear?

Go on. Git!

What the devil...

Still dead?

I don't understand it.

Kiner ran a new wire just last month.

You can drive into town in the morning.

He looks like he could use a good night's rest, anyway.

You get anything more out of him?

No. He just keeps saying he's lost.

Scotty, what are you doing down here?

You don't know this here boy,

do you, son?

Jack! Hush!

I'll put him in the barn.

Come on!

No! Come on!

You get out!

Why don't we go upstairs and run you a bath?

Didn't your mama think to give you a haircut?

Now, what is this?

Oh! My God...

Who'd do such a thing to a boy?

Aah!

Clem?

They're supposed to be asleep.

You always know

they're supposed to be asleep. Hmm?

Somebody else in this house?

Hmm? I mean beside that baby?

Somebody else in this house?

Boy...

I'm your father.

Now, you answer your father.

Is there somebody else...

in this house, hmm?

Is this one as smart as the other one?

Afraid so.

How come they're all named Betty?

Well, now...

that is a good question.

Maybe they're not as smart as we think.

Here. Stick with the jukebox.

My bird's frying her ass out there in the hot sun, Theodore.

Yeah, well, county health's

going to fry my ass

if I put her back inside.

I serve food here, Arlis.

So to speak.

By the way, some 14-year-old kid

bought cigarettes out of your machine,

and his parents are threatening to sue me.

You want me to take it out?

Hell, no. I'm just telling you

what I'm up against. Your mangy chickens

are the least of my problems.

Should've heard the stink over the rubbers.

Arlis, do we have to have a goddamn prophylactic machine

in the ladies' toilet?

We are doing 2-to-1 compared to the men's room.

I know, but this ain't Abilene.

We're a small town. We got small town values.

Am I right, Cindy?

Amen.

Like I said, you just missed him.

We were preparing to close the casket.

Well, it's probably best.

I'm sort of the black sheep of the family.

Well, as they say,

in death all is forgiven.

That's a nice sentiment.

I'll have to remember that.

Exactly what relation are you?

It's complicated.

Uh, would you mind

giving us a moment alone?

Of course.

The book is here if you care to sign.

Thank you.

God bless...

whoever you are.

My face breaks out

about two days after you leave town.

Every time, like some goddamn teenage girl.

It's the chocolate.

Well, I know. Just can't help myself.

How come you don't have those little cheese and peanut butter crackers?

Pick up pinworms in the heat.

Pinworms? Jesus.

Too bad. My kids love those things.

You want a carton of Kools for Nathan?

Oh, no. He's quit.

Again.

Jesus, I never get used to these chickens.

20, 25?

All right, lay it down.

You heard about Lou Jameson?

I heard his widow is looking to unload his machines.

Was. Pudge Riley got to her Friday last.

He get the Remingtons?

Two dozen electro-slots.

Says he's got a buyer for them in Oklahoma.

All I know is, Lou Jameson's widow

is sitting on all the Texaco stations in Benson county

and most of the Dairy Queens,

with no machines.

I don't want Benson county.

Arlis, I had to drive through Benson to get here.

Why not expand a little?

I'm big enough. I don't need Benson.

But, Arlis--

just make a note about the machines, Elliot.

O.K.

Oh, say, Arlis, I almost forgot.

There was a fella asking about you over in, uh...

Woodlake.

Denny Harris?

No, uh, just some fella.

Said he knew you from way back.

I figure he must have worked for you sometime.

Why's that?

He had one of our dimes.

You know, the blue juke dimes.

You get a name?

He didn't offer. I didn't ask.

Said he wanted to look you up.

Anyway, I stayed vague.

O.K., Elliot. You did right.

I'll see you on the 7th.

Looks like I'm going to be

stretching felt in the morning.

You're stretching your luck

if you're thinking about takeout.

Feels a slight feverish tonight.

Just wait till that damn cake pops its lid.

Unless that little pastry inside

comes with a bicycle pump and two sisters,

there ain't going to be a farm animal safe

for three counties tonight.

* Broke A thousand hearts *

* Before I met you

* I'll break A thousand more, baby *

* Before I am through *

* I wanna be yours, Pretty baby *

* Yours and yours alone

* I'm gonna Tell ya, honey *

* That I'm Bad to the bone *

* Bad to the bone...

* I wanna tell ya, Pretty baby *

* What I see, I make my own *

* And then I'm Gonna tell ya, honey *

* That I'm Bad to the bone *

* Bad to the bone

* B-b-b-b-bad... *

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Go! Go! Go! Go!

3...2...1!

Christ almighty.

Let's put her in my pickup.

Where can I take you, honey?

Feel like knocking a few sins

off your ledger, Arlis?

You want me to find out if she's got a home.

And take her there.

What's the damage?

Well, put it this way.

Feed this girl a cucumber, it'd come out pickles.