Mary, now a teenager, about 17, and Gincy in the kitchen, cooking. Mary is not happy about it, but cooperating some.
Ya should be more grateful ta be
here in the kitchen cookin’ for
masers’ family instead a out there
with all them men's.
Mary makes a face at Gincy.
I likes workin’ in them fields better.
I rather be workin’ with them horses
or fixin’ somethin’ broken than bein’
in this ole nasty kitchen.
That ain’t it so much. You just
got this thing about chu girl.
Somethin’ like you thinks you is
better than all a us.
Not all, just you.
Furious, Gincy bangs a large spoon on the table and speaks with clenched teeth.
Ya ain’t too big ta whoop ya ass,
ya know. I is ya mama. Ya outta
shows me some respect.
Molly has heard the noise and comes in to see what is going on.
You is not my mama! I’d feel it
if ya was.
Mary clutches at her dress as if reaching for her heart.
I’d feel it in here (beat)
ifn’ ya was my mama.
She begins to cry.
I knows my mama died, havin’
me cause my heart died with
her.(beat)My mama died havin’
me in them god damn blasted
fields and nobody gonna’
tell me no different.
Gincy and Molly are shocked that she swore.
She storms out of the kitchen. Molly follows.
EXT. PLANTATION HOUSE – CONTINUOUS
Mary runs out of the house, Molly close behind calling out to her as they run far out into the yard.
Mary, stop! (beat) Mary!
Mary finally stops at a fence trying not to cry. Molly catches up with her.
I hates that woman. Always sayin’
she’s my mama and how she gonna
whoop my ass.
I hate that woman (beat)
You hates her too?
Hate, not hates. And you
shouldn’t hate anyone or doing
any of that cursing and swearing.
You know those are against God’s
That’s why you can’t go away.
I’m still ill… (beat) ill…
Yep. Illiterate and a rascal.
Oh Mary, you’re not illiterate
at all. Stubborn, impatient and
Mary begins to walk away slowly. She has always loved Molly in a way that had confused her somewhat and the older they have gotten the stronger the feeling has become. She knows it is not how she should feel about a girl and we sense her affection for Molly but Molly is oblivious to Mary’s unorthodox feelings.
But on the other hand, deep
down, you’re a hard worker,
quick learner (beat) sometimes
sweet and always caring.(beat)
Now a rascal, well maybe.
Mary turns and smiles at her friend.
Molly takes Mary’s hand and leads her over to a bench nearby.
They sit and hold hands.
Listen, Mary, I don’t know who
your mama is or was. I don’t
know if Gincy is your mama or not.
Mary pulls her hands away from Molly’s.
Molly takes her hands back and speaks calmly again.
Alright then, Mary. All we can
really be sure about, and know
in our hearts is that you are a
child of God and he loves
Mary looks at her friend with appreciation.
Do you believe that?
Mary wipes tears from her eyes and nods.
Molly nods with her, then smiles because of what she is about to say.
Good. Now you should give Gincy
the benefit of the doubt so that
at least you can be civil to her.
Mary pulls her hands away from Molly again not even wanting to consider that idea.
Please, for me?
Mary considers it and how she would do anything for Molly.
Molly looks at Mary with a smile until Mary gives in, smiling back.
I don’t knows how I’m gonna live
without you, Molly Dunn.
You’ll do fine, Mary, just fine.
I’ll come home as often I can and
write in between.
Molly hugs and holds Mary close.
Try to get along with everyone,
Mary because you know what could
happen (beat) and I don’t want to
lose you, alright?
I’ll try hard, Molly. Real hard.
Mary holds her friend dearly, not wanting to let go.