Charming the Hearts of Men

Welcome home.

Few men have had both the courage and compassion

possessed by our dear judge.

Let us show the compassion that he showed others

by following the words of our dear Lord

from Matthew chapter 5.

"You have heard it said that you should love thy neighbor

and hate thine enemy,

but I say unto you, 'Love your enemy.'"

They're crowding in.

I need a drink, Abel.

It's early.

Mm, mm, mm.

That was a beautiful service, right?

Yeah, Daddy would be proud.

Oh, don't give me that look.

Even God can see the necessity of getting drunk

on a day like today.

Thank you, Walter.

Good luck.

Baby, there's a whole lot of folks out there

that want to pay their respects.

Okay.

Right.

Let's get this over with.

And her second husband was a polo player.

Doesn't it sound glamorous?

Sounds to me like she can't keep a man.

- Divorced. - Twice.

- Are you busy later? - And the other one,

well they say he wasn't much more than

a playboy himself.

Who would play around on her?

Oh, my God, you act as though you know her.

You know she wouldn't give you the time of day.

What do you know about fitting in?

All the important men were at the meatballs

and you were at the dip.

- It's all BS. - It's communist talk.

- Damn right. - Them Yankees and unions.

- Down here causing problems. - Mhm.

- Drink, sir? - Thank you.

Obliged.

- Thank you. - Very much.

And it's that King and his boys.

They're gonna send us all to hell in a handbasket

with the Civil Rights Bill.

You gotta stop this nonsense.

Now, hold on.

We are nowhere near hell in a handbasket.

We are here to pay respects to a good man,

one of the best.

Judge,

your wisdom will sorely be missed.

- Safe landing. - Here, here.

Here, here.

Smells like they put out the meatballs.

Come on, boys, you can't miss this.

Oh, my.

Don't be shy, boys, you better dig in

'cause these puppies are gonna go quick.

Now, they got these little toothpicks here,

but I'm gonna grab one of those plates.

So sorry for your loss.

Oh, thank you, thank you so much.

- Thank you for coming. - Mhm.

Maybe she'll come home to run this place.

That is not going to happen.

- Thank you so much. - I'm so sorry.

- I know, it's so sad. - Grace.

Excuse me.

I don't know how she does it, but Mattie's cooking

just gets better and better.

Hi.

Thank you for coming.

- I'm gonna miss your father. - Me too.

Man, you are more beautiful each time I see you.

Mm.

And you are always a charming politician.

Your father kept me up on all your escapades.

"Escapades," hm.

Well, I hope they weren't too boring.

On the contrary, I was living vicariously.

Congressman, Sophia Spencer needs to see you

in the other room.

Excuse me, my fan club awaits.

- Call me if you need me. - I will.

Con...

Miss... Mrs. Gordon?

- Yes? - I'm... I'm Bradford Lotts.

I'll be the one at the bank to handle your father's affairs.

Clear... clear things up.

- We will need to talk. - Oh no, that's, um, fine.

Just leave things as they are.

- Well... - And have you tried that dip?

It's delicious. Excuse me.

Snotty bitch.

What did she say?

Useless female, that's what she is.

Will you excuse me?

Come on, Walter, we're on the move.

I'll catch you later.

- You ain't get me nothing? - You know I did.

I wanna see this here.

- No meatballs? - You ingrate.

I couldn't bring you meatballs, the red barbecue sauce

would stain my pocket.

Best kitchen in 20 miles... let's get rolling

before another constituent feels the need to chew my ass.

All right, Walter.

All right now.

I look terrible in black.

I mean, why wear black to funerals?

Why not red to celebrate?

Daddy's life should be celebrated.

Sure should, baby, sure should.

Now, get on out of this dress.

You know what I heard them say?

Narrow-minded little ninnies.

- What'd they say? - They said that I was

a spoiled,

middle-aged

divorcée,

and good for nothing.

Ugh, oh, and useless.

- That's what they said. - Don't you mind

what they sayin', 'cause you know who you are.

No, maybe I don't.

I know I've been...

a good man's daughter, and two not-so-good men's wife,

but... I mean, otherwise, am I useless?

No, baby, don't fix your mind thinking that.

Our God has a plan.

I wish I had your faith, Mattie.

Well, it don't matter if you do or you don't,

He's still looking out for you.

Ugh.

- Thank you. - You're welcome, precious.

- Ooh, here we go. - Where?

Mm, mm, mm.

- First, if you don't mind. - Good morning.

Hello.

- Uh, Dad, the... - Well, who are they...

and what can they be talking about?

New York? Dick, come look.

I'm watching The Secret Storm.

Those TV airwaves are gonna scramble your brain.

Ugh, who cares?

Gonna go around with a scrambled brain?

Well, sounds pretty good to me.

And that's on your account.

It's on account of a man like you took an interest in me,

and I wanna say thanks.

Well, I'm glad things are going well, Kate.

Well, they seem to be,

I report for modeling assignments tomorrow.

Ma'am, your meter has expired,

and the new meter maid is unforgiving.

Thank you.

Have a good day.

Yes, ma'am, may I help you?

I need to have a few words with someone about my accounts.

- Mr. Lotts. - Mr. Lotts, yes.

Can you tell him that I'm waiting?

Yes, ma'am, have a seat, we'll be with you in a moment.

I'm finished with this one, if you want it.

It's mostly about Liz Taylor and her affair

with that Welshman.

Even a big movie star has trouble with her men.

Well, I guess you get what you settle for.

Yes, ma'am, I guess you do.

Well, if we're gonna talk about men,

I should introduce myself.

- Grace Gordon. - I'm Ruth,

and this is my girl, Angelina.

Well, that's a very pretty dress, Angelina.

- Thanks. - So fancy.

God!

I told you not to bother me this morning, I am busy.

Well, the office is filling up.

One woman looks like a real tart,

and she's got a child with her.

The way that child is clutching a paper sack,

I think it's full of money.

And Mrs. Gordon is here.

Oh!

So, today is not going to be a complete bore.

She said she's here to give you a few words.

Oh, she is, is she?

Well, I have a few words for her as well.

In, um... in 10 minutes, I want you to come interrupt us.

And is your dolly a good girl?

- Mhm. - Um, uh, Mrs. Gordon.

- Please, please, come in. - Well, these ladies

- were before me. - I... I insist, please.

That's all right, ma'am, we'll just sit here

in the cool air.

- Sure? - Yeah.

- It was very nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

What are you doing here?