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By the night Anita Bell came...
I'd given up hope that anything good
would ever happen to Martha and me.
But sometimes, the best things come disguised...
And you can't recognize them till a long time later.
- What is going on? - Christ!
Anita?
Anita, what the fuck are you doing?
Anita? Anita, is that you?
Anita, I am here working!
Now go on home.
- Oh my God! - Get out of the way!
Anita! Stop!
Is she all right?
Anita... You wanted to, didn't it, Steve?
Didn't it?
Got what you wanted to, didn't it?
Steve? Dammit, Anita!
Put the goddamn gun down!
Why?
Don't you like being here with my husband?
You like spending time with my husband?
I didn't think she'd be so good in bed, Steve!
Looks like a real tight-ass to me!
Now me, I'm fun!
I'm a hell of a lot of fun!
Nothing's going on here, sweetheart.
I told you yesterday...
Don't give me that shit! We're working!
Anita, no! Anita, Anita, please!
Martha, no!
It's not funny!
No, it's not.
Are you all right?
Look, I, I don't know what you think...
Was going on here, but we were working.
I bet you were.
These are voter registration lists...
You know he's in the middle of a campaign...
What're you doing? Holding his dick?
That's enough, Anita.
Mom!
What'd she do?
Why don't you ask him what he did...
I said, that's enough!
All she had was a beer tonight. She was fine.
Well, she's loaded now.
Stay away from me. I mean it!
She was going to shoot, Frances.
She's drunk.
She drinks too much.
I'm sorry, Dad.
I suppose she's not very happy.
I don't wanna go home!
David called and said she was drunk.
He thought she was coming over here.
Just go to bed now. It's all over. You gotta go to work tomorrow.
Oh, watch your feet. There's glass.
I don't wanna go home!
I'll be home in a little while. Look after your mom.
Frannie... I'm so sorry.
You ought to go home.
But I want to be here with you.
Come on.
You should go home.
Go home.
I was 15 when I came to Horace Beecham's house,
to take care of Martha for my brother Floyd.
Martha was nine and her mother had just died.
She'd always been odd.
My brother dragged her around to doctors trying to put a name on it.
But there was nothing about it they could count or label,
or even less they could do to change it.
So they gave up, and Martha became mine.
Rock, paper, scissors.
Martha! Oh.
Oh, Martha!
Good morning, Martha.
Good morning.
Oh, she has something in her hands.
Oh, it's a box! What do you have in your box, Martha?
Fig bars.
Oh, Martha has fig bars in her box!
They taste so good now, don't they Martha?
Let me taste those fig bars. Let me get some fig bars.
Okay, just stop it now, you boys.
Can I have a taste, Martha, from your pretty little pink box?
Hey, Martha!
Go on, Martha! Get outta here!
Come on, Martha!
Go on, get outta here!
Edward Lynch! Paul Gilcrest! What did I tell you?
You're too big to be acting like little jerks!
Carry that box, Martha!
You okay?
Why do you let them see they bother you?
You should start to ignore 'em.
I have fig bars.
I'm on a diet. I told you not to bring 'em. I'm gettin' fat.
You know what Getso says?
No one's ever gonna get hurt gettin' too close to me.
You like them.
I'm not doing this.
Oh, Birdy!
They're so good though.
Save it.
There's money gone again, 15, 20 bucks.
I know that. I didn't tell ya, but I'll figure it out.
Well, I didn't take it.
I didn't say that.
It must be a check or something...
Better not yell at her. Don't yell at her.
She wouldn't do that!
Why would anybody steal here? We make so much money.
Get outta here.
What's he yammering about now? Just bullshit.
And yet again.
Just get through the day and we'll party tonight.
You comin'?
Where?
The party at my sister's.
I put the card in your locker.
Martha!
My hands are really dried out.
Oh, don't miss the party.
Oh, Birdy.
Martha was happy for me when I married Horace Beecham.
She was the only one who didn't seem to care
that I was 16 and Beech was 50...
Or think that all I wanted from him was his money.
She cried with me when he died...
The way she did when they buried her father.
But she'd never come live in the big house.
She wanted to stay in her own bed where she'd always slept.
The rest didn't mean anything to her.
How ya doin'?
My name is, Mac.
Oh.
You, Mrs. Beecham?
She's not here right now.
Oh. Maybe you can...
Tell me about this, about this job.
Well, you shouldn't have taken that notice down.
That's for someone to fix the mess that Anita made.
So, when will she be back?
I don't know.
Okay, thanks. I'll wait.
She wouldn't like that.
What would she like?
You should come back in daylight.
And you should get cleaned up.
But you should put that notice back,
where everybody else can see it too.
It's not just for you. It was for a lot of people to see it.
Thanks.
Good night.
Well, thank you so much,
I've had such a wonderful time.
Thank you for inviting me, I've had such a wonderful...
I thank you for inviting me, I've had such a fine time.
Well, it's been a really fun thing.
Fine time.
"Wear bright, friendly colors."
Got that!
"Make and maintain eye contact."
Goes with every decor, ladies! That's right!
And for $179.99, this demonstration set,
is yours to take home to your family!
The kids can't break it, the dogs can't eat it,
the old man can't say it costs too much.
This set will change your life, ladies,
and there isn't a thing it can't do.
Well, there are one or two things it can't do.
Oh, sure.
But, the lucky lady who buys this deluxe set, here tonight,
as a special bonus will be receiving...
The cheese keeper, the grater/slicer,
and you've never seen a greater slicer than this,
and best of all this, our classic plastic pickle holder.
Isn't that nice? With the special plastic pickle picker-upper.
Ladies, I'm all yours. The store is now open.
Please, descend on me, if you will.
I'm gonna take it.
Are... What are you doing?
I'll take the deluxe set.
Martha, don't be ridiculous.
Birdy does not expect you to buy the most expensive thing here.
I know, but I want it.
No, there is only one deluxe set
and this lady has, spoken up for it.
You don't need all this stuff.
I mean, look at it. It's a lot of stuff.
I mean, she lives in this little guest house apartment.
You don't need it. You just don't need it.
Mercy...
I'm not, I'm not always gonna live in that apartment.
- Martha. - Yes, of course... Come on, Martha.
Mercy, why... Now it's... Ma'am?
Excuse me. Excuse me!
- Good night! - Bye, Martha.
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