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THE LONG HOME
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Estimated duration
315s
Location
HARDIN’S
Time of day
BACK YARD - ANOTHER DAY
Characters
HARDIN, WINER
Hardin is paying CASH into Winer’s hand at the end of the work week. 72. -- 73 of 109 -- -- 74 of 109 -- One day it ain’t hardly right, and then there’s a minute when it is, and then it’s rotten and the yellerjackets is eatin’ it. You see? The time’s right now - there’s a world of money to be made and I can’t have anybody muddyin’ the water. Even you. He looks at Winer, offering him a chance to reply. When Winer doesn’t take it, he continues.
HARDIN
Winer, me and you got a pretty good business arrangement goin’. You work to suit me, and I pay to suit you... And I got other plans for us too, plans got some real money tied up in ‘em. He pauses. Winer can guess what’s next.
HARDIN
I don’t wanna make you mad, but you kindly steppin’ on my toes here slippin’ around with that girl, and I’m goin’ to have to put a stop to it. I thought you’d do me straighter than that. Folding his money, Winer slips it into his jeans.
WINER
You? I don’t see that it’s got anything to do with you.
HARDIN
Say you don’t? I told you I had plans. Son, I got plans workin’ in my head ever minute and they don’t all concern you. I got plans for her, too.
WINER
What kind of plans?
HARDIN
What they are ain’t nothin’ to you. I’m just tellin’ you we got to keep things on a business footing here and leave all this personal shit out of it.
WINER
What kind of plans?
HARDIN
Well, I told you - it ain’t none a’ your business. But have you ever really looked at her? And let me tell you, they don’t look like that for long. Like a peach hangin’ there on a tree. 73. (MORE)
HARDIN
Let’s just leave it at that. Let’s just say I’m concerned about her welfare. She’s like a daughter to me...
WINER
(cutting him off) Don’t hand me that shit... You don’t seem to be considering what she thinks. Are you?
HARDIN
(surprised) Do what?
WINER
You heard me. Don’t hand me that ‘daughter’ shit. Save it for someone that believes it. A primal anger begins to rise in Hardin.
HARDIN
Nobody talks to me that way anymore, Winer. I done growed up out of puttin’ up with it. Now, me and you... here, you wait a minute... But it’s too late - Winer has already turned his back to him and is walking off the property.
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