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MA
Woman can change better'n a man. Man
lives in jerks--baby born, or somebody
dies, that's a jerk--gets a farm, or
loses one, an' that's a jerk. With a
woman it's all one flow, like a
stream, little eddies, little
waterfalls, but the river it goes
right on. Woman looks at it like
that.
AL
(at the jalopy ahead)
Look at that ol' coffeepot steam!
PA
(thinking of what Ma
says)
Maybe, but we shore takin' a beatin'.
MA
(chuckling)
I know. Maybe that makes us tough.
Rich fellas come up an' they die,
an' their kids ain't no good, an'
they die out. But we keep a-comin'.
We're the people that live. Can't
nobody wipe us out. Can't nobody
lick us. We'll go on forever, Pa.
We're the people.
(She says this with a
simple, unaffected
conviction)