Act 2 Scene 1 Flashcards
CLAIREE: Hey folks, I’m just kidding! I’m only gay!
START PRAYING
TRUVY: He could always turn a phrase.
Amen.
TRUVY: Amen, Annelle? I’m out of uh…
Is it still next to…?
TRUVY: No. It’s over the…
O. K.
OUISER: Somebody’s gotta take them. I hate ‘em. I try not to eat healthy food if I can help it the sooner this body wears out the better I’ll be. I have trouble getting enough grease into my diet.
Then why do you from them?
OUISER: I am now receiving chain letters for Christ.
They aren’t Chain Letters. They’re part of my prayer group’s “Reach out and Touch” project. We were each supposed to write someone that we thought might be in spiritual trouble and invite them to worship. I guess you made everybody’s list.
CLAIREE: That’s nice. Are you taking a trip?
Yes, I am.
CLAIREE:Aren’t you going to tell us where you’re going?
No. (Directed at OUISER)
OUISER: Please Annelle. I don’t know how ill get through the week without this information.
You’ll just make fun.
CLAIREE: I don’t believe I’ve ever heard of a Camp Crossroads…
It’s in the middle of Arkansas. It’s a Christian camp. There’s just cabins, a chapel, a dining hall in the middle of the mountains with a lake. I will spend a week in Bible study, prayer, and meditation. You’re in the middle of nature surrounded by the beauty of the Lord.
CLAIREE: Is your boyfriend going with you?
No. He said he’d rather eat dirt.
OUISER: I’m going to check up on my granddaughter and make sure she’s still going to the Episcopal church. This born again process seems awfully tedious.
I have to say this, Miss OUISER, and I don’t mean to hurt you. But… I worry about your faith sometimes.
TRUVY: OUISER, have you no shame?
Oh, that’s alright, TRUVY. I love Miss OUISER. I pray for her everyday…. Sometimes twice.
M’LYNN: thirtieth.
Ooh! That’s a big one. What is the thirtieth anniversary?
M’LYNN: how do you mean?
You know… First anniversary is paper. Twentieth is china. Twenty fifth is silver. Thirtieth must be…
CLAIREE: That’s too deep for me, I have to go get my tires rotated.
Miss OUISER?…
M’LYNN: I guess so. No point in keeping it a secret any longer. Shelby’s been driving nails into her arms.
Stop that!
SHELBY: It’s my dialysis.
What?
SHELBY: Dialysis. It’s when…
I know what it is.
M’LYNN: What would have been the point? There’s nothing you could do.
We could have done something.
SHELBY: Sure. They do them all the time in Shreveport. Three or four a week.
They do. Our Sunday school class was praying for one just the other day.
SHELBY: She’s right.
But you never know when one will pop up, do you?
SHELBY: I suppose. But I’m lucky. I don’t have to wait anymore. Mama’s going to give me one of her kidneys.
What?!
M’LYNN: we just told you. We haven’t know that long. We were all just tested last week. I’m the closest match.
What do you mean, match?
M’LYNN: there are four categories for an organ match. I matched the best.
Categories?
SHELBY: Ain’t that the truth.
I’m going to postpone my vacation a day so I can sit with your husband during the operation. I can run and Coca-Colas and things.
OUISER: M’Lynn, you are brave, you are brave.
You know? If I didn’t know any better, Shelby. I wouldn’t even know you’d ever been sick a day in your life.
SHELBY: Ladies, do I look fabulous, of what?
God bless you, Shelby.
TRUVY: Whew! My artistic nature is so relieved!
It’s very becoming. I guess with that baby, you don’t have time to spend hours fussing with your hair. You need something you can just run your fingers through and go.
