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Road Trippin' with Ed and Hank (14)
I'm proud ta say that he's my Buttercup...
Userpic: If anyone would like the Siesta Motel userpic, you're welcome to it. I'm not sure how it works... I assume you just help yourself? (The only userpic Hank's kinda possessive of is the one he uses all the time, although technic'lly that's just an old uncopyrighted postcard that he has no claim on...)
Btw: This is kind of a second part to the previous part. And like Road Trippin' (13), this also talks about stuff that Hank wrote about in some of the original chapters, but I don't think you had to have read them for it to make sense. Disclaimer: Hank told their story to Annie Proulx. Jack and Ennis are all hers. Ed and Hank belong only to each other. Rating: PG-S $$: Nope. Comments: Always appreciated.
Road Trippin' (13) is here:
http://myeyesaintblue.livejournal.com/33821.html
Everything else is here:
http://myeyesaintblue.livejournal.com/10082.html
I'm proud ta say that he's my Buttercup...
"Tha' were a real good idea, Ed...
Comin' up ta the mountains fer a few days..."
"It jus' seemed kinda a fittin'... Continuin' tha' re-enactment 'n all.
Ain't near as remote as where we went off to back then...
But hardly nowheres is these days...
'N least-wise we ain't in jail..."
"Yeah. Tha's true 'nough...
Thought fer a minute they were gonna call
Homeland Security on me... Wha's the world comin' to when ya cain't even
roll a giant can a beans down the aisle in the grocery store
towards the cowboy ya love?"
"Think it were them explosion noises you were makin'
tha' upset tha' store manager..."
"But I were only armed with a seven pound can a beans.
'N I weren't dumb 'nough ta yell 'bombs away' like I did back then...
'N they weren't loud explosion noises... Hell...
Them kids were bein' a whole
lot louder than me."
"I know Hank... 'N I told ya...
I woulda testified on yer behalf... Helped ya with yer insanity defense.
If'n they had ever got 'round ta givin' ya a trial tha' is.
'N maybe I even woulda wrote
a letter or two..."
"Thanks a lot."
"Yer welcome."
"Guess it weren't as funny this time 'round..."
"I dunno...
I thought it were purty funny.
Watchin' ya figh' fer yer God-given righ' ta
roll a giant can a beans down tha' supermarket aisle."
"'S s'posed ta be a free country..."
"Least-wise we got outta tha' store withou' havin' ta buy them beans."
"'N least-wise tha' other store had everythin' we needed...
includin' squirt guns 'n a frisbee."
"'M jus' glad they didn' have no giant cans a beans.
'Fraid ya woulda started right in again
if'n ya'd had the chance..."
"Prob'bly."
"Tell ya one thing...
Them new-fangled squirt guns are a lot better
than them old ones."
"Sure are.
Didn' have no idea tha' they made 'em so fancy...
Woulda bought some a lot sooner."
"So... Whaddya think, Hank...Once we get home 'n all...
Do we give Bill the ones we bought
fer him 'n Betty before we go
after him with ours?"
"Tha'd only be fair... So... Nah...
Let's wait 'til after we get him good first."
"Sounds good."
"Ain't played with a frisbee 'n ages neither."
"Nope. Them ain't changed much though."
"'N we didn' even lose it ta the lake this time...
Well, we almos' did, but tha' dog went 'n got it fer us."
"'Course then you had ta go throwin'
yer crazy ass in the water 'n playin' with him..."
"Yeah...
Tha' were a nice dog.
Water was cold as hell though..."
"I sure do miss them dogs..."
"Yeah me too."
They're sure gonna like chasin' after
tha' frisbee."
"Yep.
Hey... Lookit tha', Ed..."
"Bet they're gonna take some pictures
down by tha' lake."
"Yep. Hey, Ed...?"
"Yeah...?"
"D'ya think we'll ever be able ta make it legal-like?"
"Tell ya... If'n we ever can...
I sure as hell ain't wearin' white."
"Damn...
'N here I am picturin' ya
all dressed up like tha' Colonel Sanders fella...
Or tha' John Travolta fella in tha' Saturdy Night Fever movie...
Or John Lennon walkin' 'cross Abbey Road...
Or maybe even like Elvis in tha'
white jumpsuit a his..."
"Elvis, huh?"
"Well...
maybe not Elvis...
Ain't 'xactly yer style..."
"'N them others are...?"
"Ya got a point there..."
"'Sides...
If'n it ever happens...
'm jus' gonna be wearin' jeans."
"Ya cain't wear jeans ta..."
"Who says I cain't?
'M gonna be wearin' a pair a blue jeans
'n tha' fish shirt ya give me."
"Hold on justa minute...
Wha' if'n I wanna wear tha' fish shirt?"
"Ya cain't. I jus' called it."
"Maybe I'll jus' go ahead 'n wear mine too."
"No way are we gonna be dressed-up
like no Bobsey twins."
"Well then you cain't wear it neither."
"Yeah I can. I jus' called it."
"Whadda 'm I gonna wear then?"
"How 'bout one a them white suits?
We'll get you all decked out
like Elvis..."
"Hey...
Think I kinda like tha' idea..."
"Shit....
You would, dumbass..."
"Hey, Ed... How's this...?
'Ya touched my hand what a chill I got
'N them lips a yers are like a volcano tha's hot
I'm proud ta say tha' yer my Buttercup
I'm in love. I'm all shook up.
Mmm mm yeah, yeah
yeah!'"
"Think Elvis mus' be spinnin' in his grave."
"Elvis ain't dead, Buttercup."
"In tha' case I think he'll be comin' after ya
ta settle the score..."
"Hey, Ed...
maybe we could go lookin'
fer a couple a rings in Cheyenne or somethin'...
We'll be goin' righ' by there..."
"Shit. I forgot all 'bout havin' ta go 'n buy them rings.
Havin' ta go shoppin' fer 'em... Shit..."
"So's... Wha'? Ya thought they'd jus'
magic'lly appear on
our fingers?"
"I dunno...
Somethin' like tha'...
Guess I jus' didn' think...
Shit..."
"Ain't gonna hold ya to it... gettin' rings...
if'n ya don' wanna Ed..."
"I still wanna..."
"Okay..."
"But I don' wanna go lookin' fer 'em in Cheyenne.
Gotta think 'bout tha' fer a l'il while...
Work up ta it, maybe..."
"Okay... Jus' thought it migh' be easier on ya
in a town we don' live in."
"I dunno...
Didn' think 'bout tha' neither...
But... tha' woman we got them watches from...
she were real nice ta us..."
"Yeah, she were..."
"So... Whaddya wan' 'em ta say, Hank?"
"Whaddya mean...?"
"Them rings...
I decided wha' them watches said...
So's yer the one tha' gets ta decide wha's engraved
on the inside a them rings."
"I do."
"Yeah... Tha's wha' I jus' said, dumbass...
You get ta decide..."
"No... 'I do'. Tha's wha' I think they should say.
'Course you gotta agree 'n all."
"I do?"
"Yeah. Or maybe one could say 'I do'
'n the other could say
'I do, too'?"
"Not
'I do, dumbass'
'n 'I do too, dumbass'?"
"Nope. No 'dumbass' this time.
That okay with you?"
"Yep. But..."
"Wha'...?"
"I dunno...'I do' is real good...
But... Ya know I always did... dontcha...?"
"Yeah. I know. Me too, Ed.
Hey... maybe we could just expand on it some...
'I do 'n I always did 'n I always will'."
"Ain't tha' gettin' kinda long...?"
"Guess we could shorten it some...
'I did 'n I do 'n I will'."
"I dunno 'bout tha'..."
"Okay... How 'bout...
'I always did 'n I always will'? Skip the 'I do' entirely...
'N it migh' not be too long tha' way."
"'I always did 'n I always will'...
Guess tha' migh do."
"It migh' do, huh?"
"Yep...
Either tha' or maybe...
'I always did 'n I still do'..."
"Don' wanna commit ta the future, huh?"
"Like ta keep my options open.
'Course, I still kinda like them first ones ya said...
'I do' 'n 'I do, too."
"Ya do?"
"Yeah, I do."
"I do, too.
"Set me up there, didn' ya?"
"Yep. But...
We don' gotta decide now anyways...
...Hey, Ed...?"
"Yeah?"
"Weather's real nice...
Ice in the cooler should last 'til tomorrow...
'N we got plenty a food 'n beer.
Ya wanna hang out here
another day...?
"Yeah... I'd like tha' a lot, Hank."
"How 'bout we mosey over ta one a them
big ol' patches a snow 'n have a snowball fight...
Maybe make a snow angel
or somethin'..."
"'Nother re-enactment, huh?"
"Yep."
"Ya do know
tha' there's way too many folks 'round
fer you ta make tha' snow angel in the all together this time?"
"I dunno...
Seems like most folks are gen'rally headin' the other way...
'N maybe if'n we head inta them trees...?"
"Yer gonna get us arrested yet..."
"Prob'bly."
A little later...
"Well...
Tha' weren't too good an idea..."
"Nope...
Snow's too icy this time a year...
Makes them snowballs kinda dangerous...."
"More like iceballs...
Shoulda brought some back fer the cooler..."
"Sorry, Ed... Shoulda knowed better...
Shouldna throwed it at ya...
You okay?"
"Yeah. Think I'll live.
Bet it's gonna leave a big ol' bruise
on m' ass though."
"Don' worry...
I'll kiss it 'n make it all better."
"Lookin' forward ta tha'...
'N I gotta admit... I sure as hell enjoyed
watchin' ya make tha' there
snow angel..."
"Yeah...
'N speakin' a iceballs...
Mine ain't near thawed out yet."
"C'mon... let's go back ta camp... I'll start a fire
'n warm ya up real good, dumbass."
And a little later...
"'Lord almighty I feel ma temperature risin'.
Higher 'n higher It's burnin'
through ta my soul.'"
"Elvis again, huh?"
"Yep."
"Tha' man is surely gonna hunt you down
fer murderin' his songs..."
"Tryin' ta find tha' 'best of' cd...
So's I can let him sing it instead a me...
Figured it migh' help set the mood while ya
warmed me up 'n all..."
"Ain't the batteries run down
in tha' cd' player yet?"
"Don' think so. 'Ed. Ed. Ed.
You gonna set me on fire. My brain is flamin'
'N I don' know which way ta go'."
"Ain't you runnin' down yet?"
"Nope. 'Cause...
'Yer kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of the choir
You light my mornin' sky
with burnin' love'."
"I do, huh?"
"Yep. Ya sure do...
'N ooh, ooh, ooh I feel my temperature risin'
Help me I'm flamin' I mus' be a hundred 'n nine. Burnin', burnin', burnin'
'n da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da...
but I feel fine."
"Fergot the words, huh?"
"Sure did.
But it don' matter
'cause 'yer kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of the choir
You light my mornin' sky
with burnin' love'."
"Hey, Hank...?"
"Wait a sec...
This is my fav'rite part... Gotta finish it up...
'Its comin' closer the flames are now lickin' my body.'
C'mon, Ed... lick my body..."
"Be glad ta if'n ya'd just hold still..."
"Won't you help me I feel like I'm slippin' away
Its hard to breath. 'N my chest is a-heavin'
Lord have mercy, I'm burnin'
a hole where I lay'."
"I can see tha'."
"'Cause yer kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir. You light my mornin' sky
With burnin' love. With burnin' love."
"Hank..."
"I'm justa hunk, a hunk a burnin' love
Justa hunk, a hunk a burnin' love Justa hunk, a hunk a burnin' love
Justa hunk, a hunk a burnin' love
Justa hunk, a hunk a...'"
"Hank..."
"Found it. Knew we had tha' cd.
Now where the hell is tha' cd player?"
"'S over here... But..."
"Wha'?"
"Think I... uh...
think I migh' be more in the mood fer
tha' other song a his..."
"Which one...?"
"You know...
"Yeah... I know..."
"Is tha' song on tha' cd?"
"Yeah... Justa sec..."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HZBUb0ElnNY
"Could ya... uh...
could ya set it ta keep replayin'?"
"Yeah... I already did.
Now... C'mere, Buttercup..."
"Name ain't Buttercup..."
"Okay...
C'mere, dumbass..."
"Tha's better."
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'Love me tender, love me sweet...
Never let me go. You have made my life complete,
And I love you so.
Love me tender, Love me true,
All my dreams fulfilled. For my darlin I love you,
And I always will.
Love me tender, Love me long,
Take me to your heart. For it's there that I belong,
And we'll never part.
Love me tender, Love me true,
All my dreams fulfilled. For my darlin' I love you,
And I always will.
Love me tender, Love me dear,
Tell me you are mine. I'll be yours through all the years,
'Til the end of time.
Love me tender, Love me true,
All my dreams fulfilled. For my darlin' I love you,
And I always will.'
---
"Hey, Hank...?"
"Yeah, Ed...?"
"I know tha' we purty much already have...
But I wantcha ta know tha' I always will too... Ya know...
No matter if'n it's good times or bad...
'n all tha' other stuff..."
"I always will too, Ed... Like ya said...
In good times 'n in bad..."
"Come rain or come shine..."
"Think tha's another song...
'I'm gonna love ya... like nobody's loved ya...
come rain or come shine'..."
"...Off-key or on..."
"Don' think I ever been on-key..."
"Or if'n it's too hot or too cold or jus' righ'..."
"'N I think tha' migh' be from Goldilocks
'n them three bears..."
"Guess I ain't very good at this..."
"Don' think ya even realize...
Yer a whole lot better at it than I am..."
"Just tryin' ta say tha' I'd love ya
no matter wha', Hank..."
"Same here, Ed."
"Guess I shoulda waited 'til
we got them rings."
"No way.
Them rings don' matter none.
Well, they do... 'N don' get me wrong...
I still wanna get 'em... 'N they're still gonna matter.
Still gonna mean a whole lot. But... Hell...
I dunno what 'm tryin' ta say...
Dammit..."
"I dunno wha' yer tryin' ta say neither, Hank...
But I still love yer dumb ass...
Senile or not..."
"Thanks, Ed."
"Yer welcome, Buttercup."
"Hey...
if'n I cain't call you 'Buttercup',
you cain't call me 'Buttercup' neither,
Buttercup."
"Guess tha's only fair, Buttercup."
"Cut it out, Buttercup."
"Think yer jus' gonna hafta make me,
Buttermmmph..."
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'Love me tender, Love me dear,
Tell me you are mine. I'll be yours through all the years,
'Til the end of time.'
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