Sew Torn (2024)

[bunniefuu]

(soft mysterious music)

- [Barbara] If I were to

tell you why I did what I did

when I was broke and

alone, would you pity me,

or would you say that my

actions were justified?

(soft mysterious music

continues)

Perhaps you'd relate to

my isolation, my need,

or perhaps you'd simply

see my lack of morality.

(tense mysterious music)

Choices,

choices,

choices.

(sewing machine clacking)

(tense mysterious music

continues)

(sewing machine whirring)

- [Mom] Good morning,

sleepyhead.

Up, up.

- Five more minutes?

Nope. (laughing)

- (groaning) Mom!

- Good morning. (laughing)

Up, get up now.

- Okay.

(soft gentle music)

(urine tinkling)

- You got this?

- I got this.

- Now wash your hands.

- Okay.

- I'm hungry.

- (chuckling) Okay you.

Come on, customers are waiting.

(soft gentle music continues)

And Barbara?

- Yeah?

- [Mom] I want you to pinkie

promise

that whatever happens to me,

you'll be a happy girl.

- Promise.

- You'll keep this store alive,

okay?

(threads clattering)

(tape scraping)

- [Mom] Talking portraits

are machine-embroidered

custom portraits.

- With audio recordings.

- Made right here at Duggen's.

(phone ringing)

(singer singing in foreign

language)

(metal squeaking)

(engine rumbling)

(gentle sweet music)

- Late.

(Barbara panting)

(sighing) You know at this rate

I'll be late for my own wedding.

You know your mother, rest her

soul,

would've been done and gone by

now, hmm.

(laughing) Why, why she drove,

I mean, why you drive

that ridiculous windup,

(laughing) it's beyond me.

(sighing) Well, at least

she was mildly reliable.

Not running her business into

the ground,

living with ghosts.

(laughing) I remember this.

- [Mom] It's time to stitch.

- Time to-

(Grace shouting)

(button whirring)

(button clanking)

(Grace shouting)

(Barbara panting)

(sighing) So now I have

to pay for a dusty button.

No.

No.

No.

No!

- Well I, I, I have a,

a, a spare at the shop.

I can, I can cancel my

other appointments and-

- You don't have any other

appointments.

- Well-

- A spare,

spare at, at the shop?

- Yeah.

- But my wedding is, (gasping)

just get my f*cking button

you stupid girl, get up!

Go, go, stupid girl, (sobbing)

go!

(tense expectant music)

No button, no money!

Put your foot down, you stupid

girl!

(tense expectant music

continues)

A chance to reprise

Those breathless moments

when love cast its spell

In the sound of the surf on

the shore

Beloved infidel

I see your face when I look at

a star

And I embrace all the

things that you are

My love for you

Time can never dispel

(Joshua gasping)

(Beck grunting)

Oh my beloved, beloved infidel



(sweet orchestral music)

(engine rumbling)

(phone beeping and ringing)

- Choices, choices,

(phone ringing)

Choices.

(sewing machine clacking)

Perfect crime.

(sewing machine clacking)

Call police.

(sewing machine clacking)

Drive away.

(sewing machine clacking)

Perfect crime, call police,

drive away.

Perfect crime, call police,

drive away.

- [Mom] Barbara, you

keep this store alive.

- [Operator] What's the

nature of your call?

- [Mom] It's time to-

(thread whirring)

- (muffled)

- Don't you f*cking talk.

(thread whirring)

(Joshua gasping)

- [Beck] (gasping) What

the f*ck are you doing?

(clothing scraping)

(Beck gasping)

(gasping) What the?

(thread whirring)

(Beck gasping)

(engine rumbling)

(soaring orchestral music)

(g*ns scraping)

Oh my beloved,

beloved infidel.

(Barbara gasping)

Oh what have you done

to my heart, Elaine

(tense uneasy music)

(Barbara gasping)

(tense uneasy music continues)

(phone ringing, then stops)

(Barbara gasping)

(phone ringing again)

(Barbara groaning)

(car rumbling)

- [Mom] It's time-

(Barbara gulping)

(needle clanking)

(tense uneasy music)

(Beck gasping)

(Barbara gasping)

(Barbara groaning)

(tense uneasy music)

(Barbara grunting)

(tense uneasy music continues)

(engine rumbling)

(metal squeaking)

(cow peeing)

(engine rumbling)

(Barbara panting)

(Barbara grunting)

(air whooshing)

(Barbara panting)

(tense uneasy music)

(Beck gasping)

- [Beck] What the f*ck?

- [Beck] Please.

(tense uneasy music continues)

(thread whirring)

- [Beck] Please let me go.

(tense expectant music)

(Beck gasping)

(thread whirring)

(Beck groaning)

(bed creaking)

- [Beck] Help, help!

(Barbara groaning)

(Beck panting)

(wood creaking)

- [Grace] (knocking) Barbara!

(Grace's voice muffled through

door)

- [Beck] Help, help, I'm

up here! I'm tied up here-

- (knocking) Barbara, my

wedding!

- One minute!

- My button, just get my f*cking

button!

(knocking) Barbara let me

in, let me in right now and-

- Coming, coming.

- I mean I've waited, I've

waited an hour and a half-

- Open.

- Sorry,

I just got caught up.

- Oh just sew my f*cking button.

- Okay, (panting) done.

- Third marriage,

everything needs to be perfect.

Let's go.

(thread chattering)

(Beck gasping)

- He's coming for me,

and he's coming for you.

The boy's father, the

boy you made me k*ll.

When he finds your needle.

(car passing)

What is your next move?

(phone ringing)

You think this case is mine?

My boss will give you 10%,

and I'll keep the father

from k*lling us both.

- What happened?

- The boy changed his mind at

the drop.

I chased him, he shot at me.

- And?

- And then he crashed,

and I crashed into him.

And this is a family you don't

wanna hit.

- My family was Mom.

(soft thoughtful music)

She's still here,

in the thread.

I can't leave,

this is all that's left of her.

- This place, it isn't worth

dying for.

- This store is everything!

(knocking)

(Beck groaning)

(knocking)

Oskar.

- Getting heavy, really heavy.

(tense flourish music)

Little help?

- Okay, wait here.

- It's a real shame that

you had to pack it all up.

First dance high school

goes here, don't you think?

Ohhh Dalara howyoumoveso-

- Oskar, Oskar, y-you can't just

show up.

- Come again?

- You need to make an

appointment.

Yodel-Ay-Ee-Hoo

- Oskar.

(voices muffled through ceiling)

- ... might be suspecting

something.

She found a rooster in my pocket

when she was doing the laundry,

that guy.

How's the latest panel coming?

(Beck thudding)

- Help, help!

(Beck grunting)

(tense expectant music)

- This one's not here no,

don't move that one I haven't,

where, where can we put this

one?

Barbara, I need this one.

I'm working here.

- I'll just have them here,

okay?

(Beck groaning)

(tense expectant music)

Oskar um, if we just leave it

like this,

and then we'll do a full, a

full layout tomorrow, okay?

- And then the final stitch?

- Mm-hmm.

(Beck groaning)

(tense urgent music)

- Barbara,

need more thread.

(Beck groaning)

(tense urgent music continues)

(thread pinging)

Yellow ochre might also be nice.

(tense urgent music continues)

(threads clattering)

(Beck groaning)

(suitcase clattering)

(Beck shouting)

(tense urgent music continues)

(Barbara gasping)

- Tomorrow, right?

- Yes Oskar.

- Until tomorrow!

(Barbara gasping)

(mysterious expectant music)

(Beck groaning)

(Barbara gasping)

- Don't move.

(Beck's voice muffled

through gag and helmet)

(mysterious expectant music)

- [Beck] (screaming

muffled by gag and helmet)

- [Beck] Do you hear me?!

(muffled by gag and helmet)

(mysterious expectant music

continues)

(car rumbling)

(Beck gasping)

(engine rumbling)

(Beck gasping)

(needles clanking)

- f*ck!

(g*n clattering)

(g*n clicking)

(g*n clicking)

(tense expectant music)

(phone ringing)

(mysterious tense music)

(g*nsh*t blasting)

(phone ringing)

(Barbara grunting and gasping)

(Barbara gasping)

(Hudson grunting)

(Hudson gasping)

- The mobile seamstress,

suddenly not so mobile.

- [Mom] Barbara?

- Yes, Mom.

Choices.

- I'm trying to be

strong for you.

Choices.

- Doing the best I can.

- I know, Mommy.

Choices.

- I'm so sorry.

(sewing machine clacking)

- Perfect crime.

Call police.

Drive away.

Perfect crime.

Call police.

Drive away.

Perfect crime. Call police.

Drive away.

- [Mom] Barbara, you'll

do the right thing.

(phone ringing)

- [Operator] What's the

nature of your call?

- An accident, and, and

there's motorcycles down,

and, and there's g*ns, and-

- Whoa, whoa.

Hold on there sweetheart,

just tell me where you are.

- Um-

- Don't you f*cking talk.

- Near, near Tamina Pass.

Um, just off 41.

- Very good.

- Is this Ms. Engel?

- Of course.

- It's me, it's Barbara, Barbara

Duggen.

- [Ms. Engel] Oh hi, Barbara.

You just sit tight, and

I'll be right there.

The ambulance is in another town

but there's room in the cruiser,

okay?

- Okay.

- Okay.

(sweet soaring music)

(siren wailing)

Darn robe.

(sweet soaring music turns off)

You called just in time,

you're lucky I picked up.

You stay in the car, Barbara.

(sweet soaring music turns on)

(Joshua gasping)

(sweet soaring music)

Huh.

(Joshua panting)

(sweet soaring music turns off)

Barbara?

- Yeah?

- Mind popping the hood?

- My, my hood?

- Yes dear.

- Um, yeah.

- Oh darn it, Barbara.

(soft mysterious music)

Now why'd you want to go and get

yourself

all messed up with this?

Come on, you're gonna

have to get outta the car.

Come on get out and,

and get your sewing box.

I seem to have ripped my robe.

(soft mysterious music

continues)

I'm going to need your help

getting them into the car.

Then it's to the office,

medical later I'm afraid.

Three, two, one.

(Joshua grunting)

(soft mysterious music

continues)

Your full life ahead of you.

You're not your mother.

(soft mysterious music

continues)

How you doing in there?

Medics will be here soon.

Just let me know what it'll

cost, okay?

Like it or not, y'all have

landed

in my quiet little jurisdiction.

The valley traps people,

you come as a tourist,

you end up as the sheriff,

notary, justice of the peace.

Now, I'm an off-the-record kind

of a gal,

so anything you fellas wanna

say is just for my ears.

I really believe that I can help

before the higher

authorities become involved.

What I'm trying to say is,

you two don't come off

like seasoned offenders,

and I'd hate to see your lives

destroyed

by a single lapse of judgment.

Young man,

would you like to tell me

exactly

what happened?

(sighing)

Young man,

why are you here?

- I um-

- Hmm?

- I'm here, I'm here because,

um-

- Because?

- Because of my father.

- Do you think your father

would approve of your actions,

your actions today?

- No,

no he's, he's gonna be very

upset.

- As he should be.

The ultimate role model,

that's what fathers are.

- A clean drop.

- A clean drop?

- That's what he wanted.

But um,

I pissed myself and bolted,

and now he's gonna k*ll me.

- You pissed yourself?

Huh.

Why?

- I'm scared of him.

- And where's this scary Pa of

yours now?

- He's on his way here,

and he's gonna k*ll you, you,

and you.

- Hmm,

I see.

Well, I've got a wedding to

officiate,

and so we'll deal with this

k*lling business later.

How much?

- How much?

- For the robe, dear.

Here, five francs should cover

it,

given the working conditions.

- We're gonna be k*lled.

- Now Barbara, you gotta

get a hold of yourself.

There'll be no k*lling on my

watch.

- No but.

(soft wedding music)

(Barbara panting)

(metal clattering)

Take off your belt.

- What?

- And your shoe laces.

- Huh?

- Tie them together.

The keys on the desk,

you're gonna get them.

(Beck gasping)

- [Ms. Engel] And with the

union of Grace Marian Vessler

and Melvin Edmond Richards,

we're reminded of the

sanctity of marriage.

When two people come together

to spend their eternity.

(Beck gasping)

(mysterious tense music)

(mysterious tense music

continues)

- And you'll let me go?

- How the hell is this-

- Deal?

- Of course.

- And we divide it?

- b*tch.

What do you want me to do?

- Throw the buckle to the left

of the keys

and leave it there.

(tense urgent music)

- I Melvin take you Grace to be

my wife,

to share the good times and

hard times, side by side.

I humbly offer my hand, as

I pledge my faith and love.

- Melvin?

- Just as this ring

I give you today is a circle

without end-

- Melvin!

- More left.

(tense urgent music)

Back.

- Ah, f*cking hell.

- Okay, forward.

It has to be higher.

(tense urgent music continues)

Good, hold steady.

(paper dart whooshing)

Pull carefully, very gently.

(tense urgent music continues)

- It just won't work this way.

The goddam button.

- Gracie.

- That's what all this is

about, a button? (laughing)

- It's my wedding,

not a bloody peep show!

(panting)

- My dear,

(laughing)

I think this is your lucky day!

(tense urgent music)

(Ms. Engel's voice muffled

through door)

- f*ck.

- Oh shitter.

(tense urgent music continues)

(Ms. Engel laughing)

- I have another client for you.

Get your box.

Protocol.

- Ta-da!

- Oh f*ck me.

I'm a, a blood-soaked

disaster, thanks to you.

- Now calm down, Bear.

- Oh shut it, Melvin.

I won't even ask.

(sighing) If only your

mother could see you now.

- How you fellas doing?

I'm sorry the medics

haven't gotten here yet.

They'll be here pretty soon.

- [Mom] It's time to-

- ... will never fail, and

with this ring, I thee wed.

- Attach the laces to the

buckle,

you're gonna toss the other end.

(tense urgent music)

- Throw.

Throw.

- f*ck off.

(tense urgent music continues)

(paper dart whooshing)

(tense urgent music continues)

- Wave-like motions with the

laces, okay?

Very carefully.

Okay, pull slowly.

- Slowly.

(keys jangling)

(tense expectant music)

(keys crashing)

(Barbara gasping)

(tense expectant music)

- Carefully.

(Beck panting)

(tense expectant music

continues)

(Beck groaning)

- Hey,

little help?

f*ck you!

- Give me the keys, okay?

- Give her the keys.

(Beck grunting)

Just give her the f*cking keys.

- [Barbara] Throw them

to me, toss me the keys.

- f*ck you!

- You shitter.

We had a deal.

- We just f*cking helped you.

- [Barbara] I did everything.

You can't do this, get the keys

please.

(tense urgent music)

- f*ck! (gasping)

(tense urgent music continues)

(Beck grunting)

(phone ringing)

I got it.

(Barbara gasping)

(Barbara grunting)

- Can you see them?

Anything?

- I can't see anything.

(Barbara gasping)

- I'm impressed with

your seamstress skills.

Really,

you're a natural.

- I don't even like thread.

- It seems like we both

have the wrong occupations.

- Forced to be a drug dealer?

- Forced to be a mobile

seamstress?

- No.

- So why do it?

- It's all I know.

- And the voices in the box?

- It's my mom and a younger me.

We would dance to it, and

it's the last one we recorded.

It's hard to listen to.

(tense expectant music)

(paper dart whooshing)

(tense expectant music

continues)

(Joshua panting)

- And now by the powers vested

in me-

- On the ground!

(bright cheerful wedding music)

- sh**t, darn it, darn

it, oh darn it, darn it.

Darn robe, darn.

(Ms. Engel shouting)

- Now.

(tense expectant music)

(outlet sparking)

(tense expectant music

continues)

- The mobile seamstress,

suddenly not so mobile.

- Dad!

(tense expectant music

continues)

- What's your name?

- Barbara.

- Barbara, nice name, Babs.

We had a dog called Babs,

didn't we Josh?

- Dad-

- Is she your new girlfriend,

Josh?

You meet her up on the road,

just before your colossal f*ck

up?

- No.

- I didn't think so.

She's outta your league.

Outta your league Josh, aren't

you Babs?

Aren't you?

- Yes.

- Yes, yes what Babs? Yes what?

(tense urgent music)

What Babs, what?

You're too good for my son, is

that what you're saying Babs?

- No, no.

- Yes?

- No, no.

- No?

Then what are you saying, Babs?

What are you f*cking saying,

Babs?!

- I, I don't know enough to

judge.

- Judge, you are gonna judge?

Who are you judging Babs?

Tell me, who are you f*cking

judging?!

- Dad!

- You think you can f*cking

judge me?!

(outlet sparking)

(Barbara grunting)

(Hudson grunting)

(Barbara gasping)

- A little help, please.

(Barbara gasping)

I'll go, I'll go get help.

(Barbara gasping)

(metal clanking)

- [Mom] Barbara?

- Yes.

- Choices.

- You'll be on your own.

- I know.

- Choices.

- One day, you'll be me.

- Choices.

- Please don't go.

(sewing machine clacking)

- Perfect crime.

Call police.

Drive away.

Perfect crime. Call police.

Drive away.

Perfect crime. Call police.

Drive away.

- [Mom] Barbara, you'll move on.

(phone ringing)

- [Operator] What's the-

(muffled)

- Don't you f*cking talk.

(sweet soaring music)

(Barbara gasping)

(tense urgent music)

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

- ... you pledge your

undying love. (phone ringing)

Grace, have you prepared

your vows? (phone ringing)

- Um,

(phone ringing)

I Grace-

- [Ms. Engel] Police, notary and

weddings.

I'm sorry I can't pick up right

now,

but if you leave a brief

message, I'll get right-

I can't pick up right

now, but if you leave-

(tense urgent music)

(gentle diner music)

- Hey Barbara, I'll be right

there.

(gentle diner music continues)

- The mobile seamstress.

(chuckling)

Suddenly not so mobile.

- [Rosie] Nice to see you,

Barbara.

What can I get you and your-

- Family, we're family.

Two coffees and a sweet

soda for big boy here.

- [Rosie] You got it.

- We had a dog called

Babs once, didn't we Josh?

Josh,

say hi to Babs.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Hi.

You a f*cking mouse?

- So, here we are.

Anything else?

- I'll have a schnitzel,

boy'll have the same, Babs?

Make it three schnitzels.

Let's have a g*dd*mn schnitzel

party.

(upbeat diner music continues)

He's fine,

he's fine.

You're a competent waitress, I

can tell.

Anyone ever give you a

manual for waiting tables?

- Three schnitzels.

- Didn't think so.

It's true of any service

position.

It's only by doing that you

get to know your customer.

Clearly Joshua didn't know his

customer.

He wasn't potty trained until he

was six.

His mother said I made him

nervous.

(knife clattering)

Here's what I'm gonna need from

you, Babs.

I'm gonna need you to

forget everything you saw.

Everything, you understand me?

- Yeah.

- A lotta people in this town,

they're going to be

asking a lotta questions,

so I'm gonna need a

little bit more from you.

Joshua and I are in town for the

day.

We're distant relatives when

they ask,

a nice visit, family

luncheon, you got that?

- Yeah.

- Good.

Now Joshua here is pretty badly

beaten up.

I can't take him to the

hospital for obvious reasons,

so you're gonna stitch him.

Restroom, now.

Take only what you need.

- [Mom] It's time to-

- What the f*ck?

You might need a second.

(groaning)

(Joshua and Barbara grunting)

- [Mom] It's time to stitch.

It's time to stitch.

- Time to stitch.

- [Mom] Stitch like a

song, with perfect rhythm.

(Joshua thudding and grunting)

(Barbara gasping)

... sewing machine, the

sewing-

(gentle diner music)

- Hello.

I'm looking for Barbara,

her sewing kit?

- She's not here.

(chuckling)

I can sure see that, sir.

Anniversary quilt, for my wife.

(chuckling) It talks.

Don't tell her.

Name's Oskar.

Barbara's student, teaching me

to stitch.

You?

- I'm Barbara's uncle.

(upbeat diner music)

- Aside from her mother I, I

didn't know Barbara had family.

A real pity when she passed.

The two,

like sisters.

Well it sure must be nice

for her having you around.

(Joshua grunting)

- This jacket was my

dad's when he was my age.

I always knew this day was

coming but,

it just always felt so,

so distant.

Every year my dad would

put this jacket on me,

and he'd laugh at how big it

was,

how it would cover me

like an oversized blanket.

And I thought as long as it

doesn't fit,

I'd be safe.

This birthday was different.

- Sit still, I need to stitch

you.

- What's the point?

- You want freedom?

(Joshua gasping)

- Her first flight.

This is your captain speaking,

your husband loves you, over.

Now this one, this one is very

special.

Ugh, darn it,

dagnabbit. (sighing)

(gentle diner music)

Where is Barbara?

(tense urgent music)

- No matter what happens,

don't let go of this.

This is your lifeline, okay?

Listen closely.

- (knocking) Barbara, are you in

there?

- Pull the second, then the

first.

- (knocking) Barbara.

Barbara.

Barbara.

- Oskar, hi.

- My goodness are, are you okay?

- Yeah.

- Who's this?

- This is Joshua.

My cousin, cousin Josh.

- Hi.

- He was um, in a bit of an

accident,

so I was just helping clean him

up.

- Whoops,

forgive me folks for barging in

for all this.

Barbara, I will call you.

- Yeah, bye.

(upbeat diner music)

(Joshua and Barbara grunting)

- Food is cold.

You two took a lot longer

than I would've thought.

Any interesting conversation

I might have missed?

I find that hard to believe.

Now what did he tell you?

What?

- He said he was scared.

- (chuckling) Oh, oh I see.

You were scared Josh, you

were scared, were you?

And why were you scared Joshua?

C'mon, tell me, I'm ready to

hear it.

- I was scared of him.

- Him who?

- The seller.

- You shouldn't have been

scared.

- I know, I know, but-

But I was.

- Was it his g*n that scared

you?

- Yeah.

- But you had a g*n too,

didn't you?

- I did, yeah.

- And did he fire his g*n at

you?

- Yeah.

- No,

no he didn't.

You know how I know that Josh?

I checked the magazine, had a

full round.

Your g*n on the other hand,

(metal clanking)

that's a lot of sh**ting

for someone who's afraid.

A lot of sh**ting for someone

who's not being fired at.

Now it seems to me you

weren't afraid at all.

It seems to me you wanted him

dead.

Now from a business standpoint

Josh,

that doesn't make any sense.

Babs, you ever make the

hem on someone's dress

and then just when

they're about to pay you,

you pull out the old six-sh**ter

and plug them in the face?

- No.

- Take the cash and leave me

son,

that was your plan, wasn't it?

I suspected something

like this might happen,

and I was prepared.

Consider yourself very, very

lucky.

- Yeah. (sniffing)

- Today was supposed to

be a day of celebration,

toasting the success of your

first job.

Now look at us, here

in this sh*thole diner

eating cold schnitzels

beside a sorry-a*s spinster.

- I'm sorry.

- What are you sorry for?

- I'm, I'm sorry-

- What are you sorry for?

- For lying about the deal.

- And?

- For trying to steal the money.

- And?

- I'm sorry for trying to

leave, for trying to leave you.

- And there it is.

And there it is.

I understand your mom passed,

Babs.

Is that right?

- Yes.

- And you loved her?

- Yes.

- Ever consider leaving her?

You know, when she was alive and

kicking.

Ever consider leaving your

mother?

- I, I did.

She was k*lling herself

and I couldn't watch.

- What do you know about love,

Josh?

Well, let me tell you a

little something about it.

It hurts like hell when

it's not reciprocated,

but when it's your own child,

the pain is immense,

and you will do anything,

anything to relieve it.

Even if that means destroying

those who are closest to you.

I was prepared.

Boom.

That case won't bring you

happiness.

Believe you me,

far from it.

I'm getting too old for this,

Josh.

Today was the day when you

were supposed to fill my shoes,

to repay me for everything

that I've done for you.

You failed me son.

More so than you will never

know.

(upbeat diner music)

- I love you, Dad.

- I see.

k*ll her.

- No.

- Bathroom, woods, car,

here at the g*dd*mn table.

You choose.

- No, no, no.

- Trust, courage, loyalty,

your only way out.

(Barbara sighing)

- [Mom] It's time to stitch.

- Time to stitch.

- Stitch like a song,

with perfect rhythm.

- What the f*ck are you doing?

Oh, the sewing machine,

the sewing machine

A girl's best friend

If I didn't have my sewing

machine

I'd have come to no good end

Well, a bobbin, a bobbin

and peddle, a peddle

And wheel the wheel by day

So by night I feel so weary

that I never get out to play

Oh, the sewing machine,

the sewing machine

A helping hand

If I didn't have my sewing

machine

I'd drink to beat the band

But a bobbin, a bobbin

and peddle, a peddle

As busy as a bug

So by night I feel so weary

that I can hardly lift a mug

Oh, I thread the needle

and fix the shuttle

And put in the cloth

and pull on the lever

A bobbin, a bobbin

and peddle, a peddle

And wheel the wheel all day

Oh, the sewing machine,

the sewing machine

The sewing machine, the sewing

machine

is a girl's best friend

- You done?

Wow Babs, wow.

That was quite impressive.

A little repetitive, but

overall,

if you don't mind a little

bit of benign criticism,

you could've extended

your arms a little more.

Anything to stay alive, huh

Josh?

But no, absolutely brilliant.

Thank you, thank you, I needed

that.

All right. (sighing)

Now it's your turn.

(tense uneasy music)

- Barbara.

Really?

- Now is not a good time, Miss.

- Excuse me?

I don't know who you are,

or who you think you are,

and frankly I don't care if

you're the good Lord himself.

Barbara is meeting me outside.

Bring your sewing box.

(tense uneasy music continues)

Out.

(chuckling)

You might have to k*ll them

both.

- Have you any idea

what it's like to bleed

in front of the altar?

- I'm sorry, but-

- It's my honeymoon,

and we're already late,

but I'm damned

if I'm gonna leave without my

button.

(tense uneasy music)

- The first k*ll is always the

hardest.

by night I get so weary I

don't even look good to him

- Or maybe you could

just give her the case,

and be done with it.

Oh

- Done.

Have I got a boss,

he looks like a hoss

His name's Joe Gurt

If he didn't own the sewing

machine

- It's time.

I'd a kicked him where it

hurts

Well, a bobbin, a bobbin

and peddle, a peddle

He keeps his eyes on me

Why I never, never have kicked

him

still remains a mystery

Oh I thread the needle

and fix the shuttle

And put in the cloth

and pull on the lever

A bobbin, a bobbin

and peddle, a peddle

And wheel the wheel all day

(g*n clattering)

Oh, the sewing machine,

the sewing machine

The sewing machine, the sewing

machine

Is a girl's best friend

This is the end

(Hudson gasping)

(gentle diner music)

(patrons shuffling)

(furniture clattering)

(Joshua laughing and crying)

(Joshua panting)

(soft unsettled music)

(tense urgent music)

(soft unsettled music)

(tense urgent music)

(Joshua gasping)

(Barbara panting)

(latches clattering)

(Barbara panting)

(register ringing)

(alarm beeping)

(Joshua gasping)

(soft unsettled music)

(tense uneasy music)

- [Mom] Good night, sweetie.

- Good night, Mommy.

- All right hey, I'll dream of

you,

you dream of me, okay?

- You might say that this

is what I needed all along,

to let go of the store, to let

go of mom.

But despite being so torn,

I somehow found my way.

Would you have chosen a similar

path,

or would you have taken a

different road?

(sweet unsettled music)

(sewing machine clacking)

(button whirring)

(button clanking)

(Grace shouting)

(sighing)

- So now I have to pay for a

dusty button.

Third marriage,

(sighing)

everything needs to be perfect.

- Done.

- So what's the rest of

your afternoon looking like?

- Cold calls.

- Hmm.

(engine rumbling)

(sweet soaring music)

- Open.

Open.

Tamina Pass?

Where's Tamina Pass?

Wait.

This never happened.

(tires squealing)

(Barbara gasping)

- [Barbara] Choices,

choices,

choices.

(tense expectant music)

(tense expectant music

continues)

(sweet unsettled music)

(sweet unsettled music

continues)

(tense expectant music)

(soft thoughtful music)