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You making a cake? Mm-hmm, and ice cream. Must be having company. Just some old friends of your daddy’s and mine. Honey, go take a bath. You smell like a pond. ELVIS: I will spend My whole life through Loving you Just loving you Winter, summer Springtime, too Loving you Loving you Games (CHUCKLING) I hope I’m not interrupting anything. I hope you’re finally done hogging the bathroom! What time you say that dance’s going to be over? :, sir. And it’s how many miles from the country club back here? . You should have Maureen home by : then. Yes, sir, about. Not about. Yes, sir, :. Hello, Mrs. Trant. Maureen. I’m ready. Not until you go back inside and get a jacket, you’re not. I don’t have one that goes with this dress. Then put on a different dress. You got a full tank of gas? BILLY: Yes, sir. MATT: No detours, no back roads, no liquor. What time you got? :. You’re responsible for my daughter for the next five hours and seven minutes. Yes, sir, Mr. Trant. You don’t have a thing to worry about. Then neither will you. ABBY: Have a nice time. She’ll be fine. I remember his father at his age. What? I said, I remember his father at his age. Mama, do I have to wear a skirt? ABBY: Mm-hmm. Who’s so important that I have to wear a skirt? Young lady, when your mama tells you to do something, you don’t stand around asking her reasons. ABBY: You smell good. You mean I don’t stink anymore? (HORN HONKING) MATT: They’re here. You boys come back here. I warned you what would happen if you two didn’t behave. Them two is as mean as snakes. You haven’t changed a bit. Neither have you. Come here to me, girl. Oh. You was in the same shape last time I saw you. I know. Matt, don’t you know what keeps causing this? Matt’s after that boy he’s wanted all these years. If you wanted a boy, you never should have throwed me over for Abby. Court, let Matt and Abby look at you. They haven’t seen you since you was in diapers. Those two heathens over yonder, those are my last efforts. Rob, say hello. Dennis, quit scratching yourself in front of people. This is Danielle. We call her Dani. That little bundle you’re holding is Missy. She rules the roost around here. I’m sure she does. Your kids turned out prettier than you, Matt. You really that shy, or you putting on? Court, come on down here. Quit moseying. MATT: Hello, Court. Mr. Trant. Ma’am. MATT: Those are some fine-looking boys you got, Marie. I hope to tell you. Court, tie those two to a tree. (LAUGHING) Well, look at that corn. I haven’t got a thing in the ground. MATT: It’s corn, but it’s short. ABBY: No ears on that corn. MATT: This here corn’s good. It’s store-bought. MARIE: I’m hungry enough to eat one of these kids. MATT: Might be about ready. MARIE: Good. Where’s your Maureen? Gone to a dance. With Will Sanders’ son. Will Sanders? What’s old Will Sanders up to? ABBY: Running his new shirt factory. And his big mouth, as usual. Billy! Billy! Damn boy’s deaf. Billy! Hey, Billy! (CHUCKLES) Hey, boy. My God, Billy, you got yourself one pretty little woman tonight. I hope he didn’t drive too fast.