FAIR WANDA: Can't pick up ya youngins' like I used to. But otherwise, this MECHANICAL HEART ya built me is a reaaaaaaaaaa...aaa...a...a...l...
The whirring and pulsing and crunching in her chest comes to a sudden stop.
She dies.
She dies.
It starts back up again. Life goes on.
(laugh)
FAIR WANDA: ...Life saver.
WALNUT: Just doeszing my job miss. Take away 'nuf parts from lots and you still got lots'a parts left. (wide smile)
MEAN MISSI: I won't never get used to that hexed ass nonsense. Billybob ain't used to make stuff like that. That shit some devil shit.
FAIR WANDA: Uh huh, well, Billybob only make funny shit that don't do anything.
DUMB-O DEB: Ain't true. He make the thingie-ma-jigger I straighten my hair with.
FAIR WANDA: That's more a testament to your smarts, D.
FAIR WANDA: But this here thing, this here girl? Save my life! Really truly, I got shot in the heart. What you--what part is you missin' here?
MEAN MISSI: I don't trust like that.
(romantic sigh)
DUMB-O DEB: Sighhhhhh...Billyyyboooob....
(romantic sigh)
FAIR WANDA: Billyyyboooooooob....
(romantic sigh)
MEAN MISSI: Billyyyyyyboooooooob....
The moms hop on and ride the high of that sweet, sexy namesake all the way to skyworld. Meanwhile, Billybob's daughters sit (one still trouncing the other) dumbfounded.
Here we have the opening to the exact extraneous bullshit Lisa Sharp wanted to avoid on her way to WORSHIP GOD. Let her roar contemptuously to sell this point.
LISA SHARP: UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GROSS.
DUMB-O DEB: Billy ain't gross! He was all cuuuuuuuuuute and niiiiiiiiiiice.
MEAN MISSI: That is puttin' it in chile-friendly terms. With all the whatnot and suchforth happenin' between pickin', you couldn't tell whether this MASTER'S plantation or Billy's.
LISA SHARP: Master?
FAIR WANDA: Oh please Missi. Not in God's house.
DUMB-O DEB: We ain't in God's house. We standin' outside it. He can't hear us here we can says whatever we want.
DUMB-O DEB: Boobies!!!
MEAN MISSI: Uh huh He better hope He ain't hear what I 'bout to say--
FAIR WANDA: Girls. Go play with your lil' brooooooooooooo...
(dies)
Wait it out.
(wakes up)
FAIR WANDA: ...thers and sisters.
Walnut and Lisa look at each other curiously.
WALNUT: I am playin' wit' mah brothers and sisters look at it look! Boopboopboopboopboopboopboop
Walnut starts poking Lisa in the face at warp speeds.
LISA SHARP: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH STOP IT WHAT YOU TALKING ABOUT WE AIN'T GOT NO BROTHERS AND SISTERS!!!
FAIR WANDA: Ahem.
FAIR WANDA: Your half brothers and sisters, gals.
LISA SHARP: Oh.
LISA SHARP: NO! I HATE THEM!!!
FAIR WANDA: Hey now, them's my kids.
MEAN MISSI: And mine.
DUMB-O DEB: Think some of 'em came out me too.
LISA SHARP: I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM
FAIR WANDA: Now Lisa Sharp stop pitchin' a duck fit outside the Lord's house.
LISA SHARP: YOU AIN'T MY MAMA!
FAIR WANDA: !
Wanda dies again.
WALNUT: Aw comes on Lisa Snop you didn't has to kilt her
MEAN MISSI: Really is a shame what happen to the girls' mama.
The girls turn bewildered, as if they just popped out of existence and it was regarded as a natural exit by the adults.
DUMB-O DEB: Awwwww. That's what we call a local tragedy 'round here.
DUMB-O DEB: Ummmm? What did happen?
MEAN MISSI: Who knows. Hear it was somethin' to do with this and that.
DUMB-O DEB: And the other?
MEAN MISSI: 'Specially.
DUMB-O DEB: Gasp! That's so unbelievably terrible!
MEAN MISSI: Uh huh. Good thing we didn't know her.
DUMB-O DEB: But we know everyone!
MEAN MISSI: I know! This bitch come outta thin air?
DUMB-O DEB: I always hear she fell out the sky.
WALNUT: Da sky?
MEAN MISSI: Think you mean a real tall tree.
DUMB-O DEB: The sayin' goes!
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MEAN MISSI: You got it all wrong. She fell out a tree when she was pregnant, after that she disappeared in a lake.
DUMB-O DEB: Yeah but she was just takin' a bath Missi. Don't be dumb.
MEAN MISSI: Shut up! I ain't even believe that rumor. I believe the one that say she got flown away by a giant bird.
DUMB-O DEB: That's my favorite one!
MEAN MISSI: If only we could just ask Billy what happened.
(pause)
MEAN MISSI: ...
MEAN MISSI: Hey girls, what happen to your dead mama?
LISA SHARP: HELLO?
The women presently alive pout sympathetically past the girls.
MEAN MISSI: We think we got it bad. Just look at 'em. Ain't got nobody to figuratively whip they behinds into shape.
DUMB-O DEB: Poor orphans.
DUMB-O DEB: I got parents.
Wanda wakes up with a couple a jolts.
FAIR WANDA: What's goin' on?
WALNUT: We orphans. (wide smile)
(furious)
FAIR WANDA: I die for two seconds and y'all...!?
(furious)
FAIR WANDA: (You hedge hoes know we ain't supposed to tell the girls they mama's alive somewhere and just ain't bothered to claim 'em!
(furious)
FAIR WANDA: Or rather, somehow went TO the bother of not claimin' 'em. That's the sorta thing we do not bring up period.)
Walnut and Lisa stand there orphanly.
Deb and Missi look at each other.
DEB & MISSI: Oooooooooooooooooooooooh.
MEAN MISSI: Uh uh, don't look at me! They ain't look a drop like this pretty face.
DUMB-O DEB: Ummmmm ummmm ummmm I don't 'member givin' birth to 'em...?
Deb momentarily retreats to Debonia to take count of her children.
(mumbling)
DUMB-O DEB: On..tw...thr...f...
FAIR WANDA: Tch. What it matter to 'em now? They grown.
(thoughtful)
FAIR WANDA: And like it said, it take a plantation.
Another warm smile. With Sharp turned away, Walnut will have to soak up that sunlight for the both of 'em.
(evil smirk)
MEAN MISSI: With Billy 'round sure did.
DUMB-O DEB: Yeah! We could share Billy, we can share his kids!
FAIR WANDA: What you say, girls? Want three new crazy mamas?
LISA SHARP: NO. WALNUT: Four or we walks.
MEAN MISSI: Three mamas? That the sorta thing we sayin' in God's house now?
FAIR WANDA: We standin' outside it, 'member? Plus. Ain't you remember who we shared Bobby with?
MEAN MISSI: Wha? Uh uh. You Know Who the only one who got into all that. Billy ain't get into all that.
FAIR WANDA: Oh please. They both got into it. Often with each other.
MEAN MISSI: Ew!
FAIR WANDA: That man Billybob was different. You'd skip church on a Sunday to see him no matter what you hidin' under the apron.
Wanda covers her embarrassed smile knowing she let her filter slip.
DUMB-O DEB: Oh! Oh! We talkin' 'bout DICK RIVER?
FAIR WANDA: No?
DUMB-O DEB: Legend say a SHADOW pitch as tar, mute as the dead and eyes bloody as the very RED RIVER it crawl out of appear every night behind the tower.
DUMB-O DEB: If some poor nigga walkin' along the river the SHADOW pull him in without a sound and make him part of the beast with two backs.
DUMB-O DEB: You know, SEX!
DUMB-O DEB: But if that nigga don't want his bread buttered by a black ass sea man and try and run away?
DUMB-O DEB: That poor fool lucky if they find him in no more than three chunks.
DUMB-O DEB: And if he do return to the CABINS, he return alone. His ding dong DICK stay in that RED RIVER.
DUMB-O DEB: With each nigga's stolen thingie the RED RIVER run REDDER and REDDER.
MEAN MISSI: Explain why can't no nigga 'round here lay it down for shit.
FAIR WANDA: Debra why is you tellin' this story in front of the babies? It's disturbin'!
WALNUT: An' dats da story of how all da butter went missin'. A sad yet true.
DUMB-O DEB: Oop sorry! The sequel much brighter.
DUMB-O DEB: Have y'all heard of the LEGEND O' BILLYBOB OVERCOMER O' DICK RIVER?
FAIR WANDA: No--!
DUMB-O DEB: Legend say Billybob the only nigga to ever come back from that RED RIVER in one piece!
MEAN MISSI: I can attest to that.
FAIR WANDA: (Sigh.)
FAIR WANDA: Me too.
DUMB-O DEB: An' not only, but since then the SHADOW ain't claim no more unmentionables and the RIVER ain't run no REDDER.
DUMB-O DEB: That's 'cause the night Billybob pass by the river, that deep black shadow jump out. But Billybob don't try and run away.
DUMB-O DEB: The SHADOW fall deep in LOVE with him. And I guess bein' the pacifist he be, Billybob kinda fond of it back.
DUMB-O DEB: So long as Billy return every night to his nightmare beast lover, that demon leave everybody else's plug tail alone.
DUMB-O DEB: That's how Billy saved all the plantation's doodles!
MEAN MISSI: Stop it!!!
MEAN MISSI: Billybob didn't get into all that! He'd never go with a demon or a shadow or a nigga or whatever in God's holy unholy bell book and candle you croakin' about you toadwench!
MEAN MISSI: How dare you speak of Billy like that--when he ain't even here!
FAIR WANDA: Mississippi calm down.
FAIR WANDA: And please... "Can't no nigga lay" my fat rear end. If I didn't know better I'd say YOU was gettin' "into it".
MEAN MISSI: How 'bout this? I ain't never gettin' into it with you again if you keep talkin' that talk. Mkay?
DUMB-O DEB: Yeah! Someone start talkin' some talk 'round here! I don't get anything!
FAIR WANDA: Oooh someone don't wanna warm my haystack no more. Hey D, you wanna sleep in my cabin, help raise my babies, fix up my rags and borrow my drawers?
DUMB-O DEB: Naw that's okay I already borrowin' Missi's.
FAIR WANDA: Well I sure if I ask Mama Lady, Ezzy, Bubby or even some'a them mamas from the neighborin' plantation Yawny, Diddy May, Bunny or Kitty they'd be enthusiastic to replace my Miss Missi.
MEAN MISSI: Wait wait just wait a second woman! I ain't say nothin' wrong with the way we run this community.
MEAN MISSI: Defendin' Billybob is all I was doin'...
FAIR WANDA: Billybob ain't need no defendin'. He perfect just the way he was.
A surprising moment of silence.
FAIR WANDA: Hum. Church startin.
FAIR WANDA: Well girls. Offer still stands if ya need anything.
MEAN MISSI: The hell it do. Shit. I don't need no more kids. I take care enough. I take care just about everything 'round here.
DUMB-O DEB: She very engulfed in her work. She never make no time for me...
FAIR WANDA: Uhh huhh...
FAIR WANDA: Ah. Walnut,
Wanda bends down and whispers to Walnut.
FAIR WANDA: I save you a special treat for all your kind doings. After church, come 'round the cookhouse and I give it to ya.
LISA SHARP: HEY. Do I gets a treat?
WALNUT: You can has mine Lise And Carp!
LISA SHARP: RAAAAAAAAAAAAUGHHHHHHHHHH Y'ALL PEOPLE AIN'T NEVER GIVE ME NOOOTHINGGGG!!!
FAIR WANDA: Not with that attitude. You calm right down and maybe I think about givin' you a treat when you fifteen.
LISA SHARP: With GOD on MY SIDE I won't be seein' your UGLY FACE by then!
FAIR WANDA: What you mean by that!
LISA SHARP: UHHHHHHM DEFINITELY NOT THAT I'S PLANNING A SECRET REVOLUTION--
Sharp grasps the gun in her dress. No, they can't know!
MEAN MISSI: She mean that yo humpty dumpty heart gon' give out and you gon' fall dead much before you see next summer baby.
LISA SHARP: Yes! HA HA. DEAD LADY!
FAIR WANDA: Brother...You two could be related.
MEAN MISSI & LISA SHARP: No!
Walnut tugs Wanda's dress.
WALNUT: Don't listens to 'ems not-my-mommy dis heart real good it last a year and a whole HALF!
FAIR WANDA: Ah...Thanks, lil' Walnut...