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THE LONG HOME
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Estimated duration
456s
Location
HONKYTONK
Time of day
DAY
Characters
JIMINEZ, HARDIN, MOTORMOUTH
Hardin swings open the door and heads to the bar. He looks - in the far corner Motormouth is slouched over, a beer in front of him, looking close to death. Hardin’s new bouncer, JIMINEZ, a Mexican mountain of a man, gestures at Motormouth. -- 80 of 109 -- -- 81 of 109 -- -- 82 of 109 -- Jiminez nods, takes the phone off the hook and dials.
JIMINEZ
(to Hardin) You want him gone?
HARDIN
He here by himself?
JIMINEZ
Some kid dropped him off then left. Hardin thinks a moment.
HARDIN
(after a beat) No. He pours himself a cup of coffee and takes a seat across from Motormouth. He lights a cigarette.
HARDIN
You know what your trouble is, Hodges? He doesn’t expect Motormouth to answer and he doesn’t. 79.
HARDIN
You let people run over you. You don’t stand up for yourself. Hell, no wonder Blalock’s fuckin’ your old woman. I guess he figures it’s all right with you. You ain’t never had it out with him, have you?
MOTORMOUTH
Well, we ain’t never talked about it right out.
HARDIN
Talkin don’t settle nothin. You got to let him know where you stand. You just lettin him railroad you... You supportin her all this time and him fuckin her and layin back laughing about it.
MOTORMOUTH
Yeah, he done that all right.
HARDIN
And you let him. Where I come from we do things a little different. What it boils down to is the edge. You let him get a foot in the door and never said a word and let him get a edge over you. You got to get one of your own. You get a edge over him and you can lead him around like a lapdog. Motormouth looks skeptical.
MOTORMOUTH
Hell, you know Blalock. How overbearin’ he is.
HARDIN
Nobody ain’t going to just hand you a edge. Like everything else in this world you got to take it. Back home we’d take a feller like Blalock to see Patsy.
MOTORMOUTH
You do what? 80.
HARDIN
Take him to see Patsy. You take a feller with his hatsize growed a size or two too big and tell him Patsy wants to see him real bad. She’s got the hots for him. It ain’t no trouble to get him to believe it - I never seen a feller yet wouldn’t believe some gal has the hots for him. Then we’d take him out to someplace don’t nobody live and tell him to go to the door and Patsy’d be there waiting on him. He’d go struttin up to the door like a bantyrooster and some feller with a shotgun’d jump out hollerin about folks leavin his daughter alone - ‘course we’d have the shell doctored, all the shot out of it, but the feller didn’t know that. He’d get right lightfooted. And you know what? They wasn’t ever the same after that. They’d lost their edge. They just didn’t have it no more. He lays on the table a waxed shotgun shell and turns it toward Hodges to show him it’s empty.
HARDIN
I got a plan for you. You want my advice or not? Motormouth is listening. BY THE BAR Hardin approaches Jiminez.
HARDIN
See if you can get Blalock on the telephone. Tell him I said come and get his horses. Jiminez starts looking up the number in a thin PHONE BOOK.
HARDIN
When he comes, if I ain’t here you go out with Hodges and take four or five of these highbinders with you. Hodges got a trick he aims to play on Blalock. 81.
HARDIN
What I like about you is you never ask me why. Why is that, Jiminez?
JIMINEZ
I’m afraid you’d tell me.
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