paul?
i saw you coming back, thought you'd like some tea. are you coming in?
we should report him.
it's not everybody he has it in for, paul. it's you. what did you do to provoke him in the first place? nothing. he's just an abusive bully, and should be made to stop.
paul? what is it?
paul. my god.
mr. edgecomb will be perfectly fine without your help, thank you.
was it the film? it was, wasn't it?
paul. i'm your friend.
you've mentioned it.
i don't imagine you would lie to me, paul. it's just that.
yes. quite a story. one thing i don't understand. you said you and jan had a grownup son in 1935. is that right? but if that's true.
paul? this thing you want to show me. is it scary?
paul? it isn't. it can't be.
that can't be mr. jingles.
oh, paul. don't make him do it again. i can't bear to watch.
how dare you? get out!
his name is mr. edgecomb. if you ever call him paulie again, your days of employment at georgia pines will end.
i am the grandmother of the man who is currently speaker of the georgia house of representatives. a man who loves his relatives, mr. dolan. all it would take is a phone call.
at first i thought i'd let you be. i'm old, and that seemed easiest. but when my friends are threatened and abused, i do not let it be. now get out, or you won't work another day here. not another hour. i swear it.
get out, you ignorant man. what little mind you have is ugly and misdirected.
little trick i learned from percy wetmore.
he is.
he. what? infected you with life?
oh my god.