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- Miranda. - Jude?
I'm so sorry.
I hope you know the whole town's talking about you walking out of church today.
Yeah, well, they'll talk about somebody else tomorrow, right?
What's wrong?
The crops are dying of thirst. I gotta fix this pump.
I don't care about our crops. I care about you.
I was raised on a farm. You think I'd be good at this by now.
You are good at it.
Well, you're a great father.
That must count for something, huh?
Well, as soon as great father pays 40,000 a year, I'll be fine with it.
John, come on.
I'm sorry.
Wanna kiss and make up?
Hey, you got something on your nose right there.
All right, I'll go make lunch.
- What's so funny? - Nothing.
All right, come help me with lunch. Come on.
Michael wants you to tuck him in.
How long did it take before they shut off the power last time?
- Two months. - They're late.
You are all knotted up.
You need to relax. Come to bed.
I'd love to.
But you're not going to.
I just... Let me finish this, all right? Then I'll come up.
All right.
Good night.
What's wrong?
- Should I be worried about you and Mom? - Why?
- You slept on the couch last night. - No, baby, I was up late paying bills.
I accidentally fell asleep.
You've been accidentally falling asleep on the couch a lot lately.
- Mr. Rollins. - Hey, Randy.
Yeah, Mr. Fitterson wanted a word, if you're not too...
I get to guess?
Yeah, of course.
Guess the weight and your purchase is free.
65 pounds, 15 ounces.
66 pounds, 2 ounces.
That figures. Just put them on my tab.
Mr. Rollins, I can't. You're supposed to...
Never mind. I'll put them on your tab.
Randy, I thought I told you.
Leave those bags for now, Rollins. You and I, we need to have a word.
I'll be right back.
Lindsey, let's go. Come on.
Don't be like that, John. I'm trying to run a business here.
I'm not the bad guy here.
You tell your father to pay his bills, this won't happen.
You're a class act, Jim.
Lindsey, let's go.
Dad?
Dad?
Dad!
- Hey, munchkin. - Who's he?
It's not a he. It's an it. It's a scarecrow.
I don't like it.
- Well, hopefully the crows won't, either. - The crows?
Yeah, that's how it gets its name. It scares crows.
It's bad, Daddy.
It's not bad. It's not good.
It's just a bunch of clothes stuffed with straw.
You all right?
Please, Daddy, get rid of it.
Okay.
I won't put it up, all right?
- Promise? - Scout's honor.
How about another driving lesson?
Mom said I can't drive the tractor. It's too dangerous.
You're a natural. We won't tell Mom.
You better get rid of it first.
Jesus Christ.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Since when do you use his name in vain?
You startled me. What are you doing back there?
I'm just getting this old stuff ready to sell.
Won't bring in much, maybe some grocery money,
but every little bit counts.
- Who's gonna buy that old junk? - Tommy said he'd buy it.
He's gonna use it for his rental properties. He said it makes it more homey.
You sure spend a lot of time with Tommy lately.
- Well, that's something. - What's something?
You being jealous. Means you still care.
I'm not jealous. Of course I still care.
So, what's the verdict?
Well, it's not good.
If we harvest now, maybe we can sell about half.
If I wait for the rain, the crows may not leave anything at all.
You'll make it work. You always do.
Shit.
Damn.
Lord, if this is your will, then I'll try... I'm really trying.
Forget it.
You're Rollins, right?
Sorry about the trespassing.
- I'm Jude Weatherby. - Weatherby.
A sharecropper. I'm working the widow Lockett's spread till harvest.
Weatherby. That sounds really...
Your family used to own a lot of land around here.
Yeah, until the banks came along.
It's a hell of a thing, going to war with the rich.
Here.
- I brung you a little neighborly gesture. - Yeah, I don't... Thank you.
I figured, since we're gonna be neighbors,
I should get the initial trespassing out of the way.
You can trespass around here anytime.
Well, thanks.
Nice setup you got here.
Yeah, except for the crows. They're killing me.
Yes, sir, the corn matures, and the crows come out of the woodwork.
Nasty creatures.
They shit where they eat, you know?
Trust me, I know.
Well, that's a hell of a thing, ain't it?
- Yeah, I was just about to get rid of it. - Ugly son of a... Get rid of it?
Why would you want to do that?
I think I need about 50 of those to do any good.
You're thinking too much. You're a farmer, right?
All you can do is plant your seeds.
The reaping what you sow comes later.
Same goes for a scarecrow, don't it?
You hang your scarecrow, and the rewards come later.
Jesus loves me, this I know
Michael?
- Hey, were you playing on the field today? - No, I wasn't.
- What's wrong with your brother? - He's mad at you.
Something about a scarecrow.
- Where are you going? - Movie night at Cindy's house.
All right. Go. Have fun.
Hey. I kept your supper warm in the oven.
Crops are dying, crows are eating our corn, the water pump's busted,
now we got kids in our field.
- Kids? - Yeah.
What?
John, I know you've been under a lot of stress,
but why is there a six-pack in the fridge?
New neighbor brought it over.
- Didn't want to be rude. - New neighbor?
Yeah, he's working the Lockett tobacco farm.
Nice enough guy.
- You kept the beer because... - In case he stops by. I'll offer him one.
Get out of the heat.
Weather said there's gonna be a front moving in later in the week.
Yeah?
- Soda? - Sure.
- Why are you being so nice to me? - Why are you being so grumpy?
- I guess I've been a bear lately, huh? - Grizzly.
Yeah. Just ignore me.
I don't want to ignore you.
I want you to come to me when you're stressed.
You're beautiful. You've always been beautiful.
Everybody knew you'd get out of this dead-end town.
Why would I wanna do that?
I don't know. You could have married somebody rich, a banker, lawyer...
You could have married Tommy.
Car lot, property. I mean, what's he worth now?
- I got you pregnant. - Enough.
I don't ever want to hear you talk like that again.
Lindsey is the greatest gift you have ever given me.
You were too young.
I stole your youth.
I love my life, I love my kids, and I love you.
Come here. Kiss me.
Hey.
Hey, Rollins. Hey.
Did you drag me all the way out here on purpose?
I mean, look at my shoes.
You know, I'm not here to take away your farm, John.
Good. Grab a hoe. You can help me out.
Come on.
You gotta give me something to go back to the board with.
Why? You gave me a 60-day extension.
Well, yeah, and a lot of good it's gonna do you.
I mean, look at this. You're never gonna sell this crop.
Did you even consider irrigation?
Yeah. I came to you six months ago for a loan for a water pump.
You turned me down, remember?
Well, you know what, John? Times are tough on everyone.
That's a nice watch.
You know, John, I think you should really consider selling.
Look around.
I wouldn't even make half the money back that I already owe the bank.
And what if you could? I may have a buyer,
and I think I can convince him to make an offer
that would allow you to walk away debt free.
I don't know.
Man, come on, John.
Listen, I'm here as your friend.
I have a meeting with the board tomorrow,
and I have no option but to recommend foreclosure.
You're gonna lose your farm, John,
and I'm doing everything I can to soften the blow.
- Lf I sold, how much would you make? - Come on.
Will you quit being so stubborn? It's over.
Think of your wife and kids.
Don't mention my family. We're not moving.
My crows are dead. My luck is changing.
I'll bring the harvest in on time.
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