i couldn't believe it when suzie called and said you were staying here. how have you been?
no, i'm a different person now, harry.
harry, that's not nice. i'm in church now.
some people grow up and change their ways.
my mother passed on years ago.
m.c., you still ain't house broken.
harry, what did you do, rob the graveyard?
i'm in church.
suzie, you still have joe's number?
none of your business.
i haven't heard anyone mention swamp root since button-up shoes went out.
you know the saying, "your heart is in your left hand."
i was quoting from the bible. if the shoe fits, wear it.
harry, you know you remind me of so much that went wrong in my life. when i heard you were here, i made a special effort to come and see you. i see you are still a pile of wet chicken feathers.
an empty wagon makes a lot of noise and you, tappy head, you ain't worth the salt you put in greens.
is this your house?
in the meantime harry can slaughter us a hog.
look, you better get out of my face before i slap the living daylights out of you.
harry always tries to be the king fish. i told him i'm a new person. i'm saved.
don't make me say something nasty now.
you know harry lied about how that boy hocker got kilt. and it was harry who saw emory last before they found him hanging over a levee like someone would hang a hog.
harry always shows his good side and, like the moon, the other side is black. back home he always did try to act like the colored gentleman. i'm telling you harry is nothing but evil. i'm warning you -- you can't keep a wild animal as a pet around children.
rush your mouth, girl. no, he didn't. he cannot be that big of a damn fool.
he's just raffish. harry put him up to it. before evening sun sets, i would have his belongings back on route 55, that old fox.
everybody who have been associated with harry end up with pennies over their eyes.
if it was left up to me, i would poison him.
i'm going to check on gideon.
would anybody object if i take a look at him?
i never noticed how big his eyes were.
he dropped dead.
why don't m.c. and you drag him to your house?
i still don't know if i was right about harry.
plant him in potter's field. he doesn't need a marked grave.
his winter has come and gone and i know right now he is answering for a lot of things.