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00:52:53
Amy Adams, Patricia Clarkson, Chris Messina
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I'm just enjoying the festivities.
You a shutterbug, Mrs. Crellin?
So, Zeke Calhoun, our founding pedophile,
♪ From el barrio to Arecibo ♪
- Fuckin' pervert! - Bob, shut the fuck up!
"... Mexicans or drifters or trucker."
His coloring, his temperament.
Adora: Anything with fleur-de-lis
( snare drum playing military cadence )
Katie: Camille! How are you, sweetie?
( snare drum playing military cadence )
Camille never liked our pageant history.
I'll run lines with you, sweetheart.
and my scar will armor me.
Lisa: Windfall for the inmate. ( laughs )
Yeah, I'm not sure those two metaphor go together.
Can you turn me around a new installment in 24 to 48?
It's a barbecue, and I'm wearin' jeans.
You did, now? Wow. So you're a feminist?
All out of spite. You want to know
Well, enjoy, and please save some liquor
DET. RICHARD WILLIS: Guess what we found today,
Now everybody's all het up, goin' on about Keene and Nash.
♪ That transfigure you and me ♪
and get reacquaint?
♪ Sterilized, dehumanized ♪
Police scrutinize community.
the light flatter it best from the doorway.
It scare me.
My backyard's about to be litter with Confederate flags.
She's shake up, scratched. Poor thing.
She's shaken up, scratch. Poor thing.
she refuse to give Zeke up-- she resists.
Today celebrate what is unmovable about this place.
- Fuckin' pervert! - Bob, shut the fuck up!
It was suppose to last forever.
I appreciate you not telling that detective about,
Published it on the worst day possible.
I bet your wife would just love that, huh?
I never mention them. She never mention them.
♪ Treated as a fool ♪
I haven't caught the killer.
if you cancel you're askin' for trouble.
I lost a kid, remember?
Wow, I forgot how creepy this play was.
You've spent time with my daughter lately.
with you wherever you go.
Can't call it off now. Besides,
Things fall apart awful quick.
It was supposed to last forever.
but I forget sometimes how parents aren't always good for their kids.
Deeanna: Inside invite. That's a first.
- We'll talk soon. - OK.
♪ I will come along ♪
drinking enough to get through Calhoun Day.
Maybe later.
A little worried about you, though, son.
Yeah, I'm not sure those two metaphors go together.
All right. "You're gonna tell us where he's hidin', girl, or else."
I mean, like, a million years ago.
It's gonna be the best Calhoun Day ever.
sure do like their boys with badges.
but I forget sometimes how parents aren't always good for their kids.
I will never give up my ♪ hus-band! ♪
and don't touch me again.
Do not say "blowing up." We are both too old for "blowing up."
And of course, you can't get ivory anymore.
( laughing ) Why do you think I keep you around?
With my folks gone, it's pretty much down to you and Eileen.
Today celebrates what is unmovable about this place.
Plus, you wrote this inconvenient article
♪ With a glory in his bosom ♪
Your sister's being stubborn.
You should. It's honest, it's refreshing,
No, no, just a little frustrated,
That does sound delightful, but I can't right now.
these country folk, our backward ways--
I mean, not to be blunt, but...
Adora: Roses are so cruel to my soft skin.
Things fall apart awful quick.
What must we do, my brave husband?
Before anybody knew what "endangered" was.
ran way 'cause she was upset about the play?
About that floor made of elephant tusks.
Lean times for the-- for the Calhouns.
We need to calm her down. She's a little nervous. Stage fright.
one of the most decent people I know,
That you could take advantage of me maybe, when I'm drunk?
No, I just thought it was an odd thing to celebrate.
Right. Bite my tongue. Silent racism is best.
come down here to collect hubby, dead or alive.
I'm sorry. I was mad.