Go to the place where you hear your father
has just killed Michael.
Come on, make your entrance.
"Mary Jo, where are you all, Mary Jo?"
"What is it, Emmy Lou?"
"Your father just met Michael.
He's out there on the lawn."
"Emmy Lou, what are we going to do?"
- You hear a shot.
- Two shots, isn't it, Mr. Jacobs?
Yes.
"Oh, Lordy, Miss Mary Jo.
Your daddy just killed Mr. Michael."
