TRUE ROMANCE2-Scene 4

Scene 4

The railroad station we saw before, only now it is night and virtually deserted. DIXIE ANN and ETIENNE sit on one of the benches. There is a beat-up suitcase next to them and a large paper bag filled with sandwiches and candy bars. Etienne looks depressed and unhappy. DIXIE ANN Oh, sugar, please cheer up.

ETIENNE

Who was that man in the apartment?

DIXIE ANN

He was a deputy sheriff.

ETIENNE

Why did he say we couldn't take anythin' out?

DIXIE ANN

Mama will explain it some time when you're older. But don't worry you're pretty little head about it. We got our clothes, and we'll buy new things when we get to California.

ETIENNE

And no one came to see us off. I expected to see Aunt Jolene and Betsy Claire and Sallyjo and the twins…

DIXIE ANN

Honey, I told you. I didn't tell them when we were leavin'. It's a kinda secret. How about a Three Musketeers?

ETIENNE

(shaking her head)
Mummy, I'm scared.

DIXIE ANN

(taking a candy bar herself and holding her very close)

Oh, sweetheart. There's nothin' to be scared about. Mama will take care o' you.
                                        In just a little while, precious baby,
                                        We'll be on our way---
                                        Look at me and smile, precious baby---
                                        There are no caca-poopoo days in L.A.

If your daddy
Had only come home from the war,
We'd be sittin' here
And he'd approach,
Then he'd carry his sweet little girl
To a drawin' room
Instead of a coach.
Everyone would turn and stare
At the handsomest man they'd ever seen;
He'd have booked us into the Hotel Bel Air
And hired a private limousine.
If your daddy
Had only come home from the war,
If only Daddy had come back!
We'd be dinin' in the dinin' car
Instead of from an old paper sack.
Who could have asked for anythin' more
Than to have had Daddy
Come home from the war. ETIENNE                                         If my daddy
                                        Had only come home from the war,
                                        We'd be sittin' here
                                        And he'd approach,
                                        Then he'd carry his sweet little girl
                                        To a drawing room
                                        Instead of a coach.
                                        Everyone would turn and stare
                                        At the handsomest man they'd ever seen;
                                        He'd have booked us into the Hotel Bel Air
                                        And hired a private limousine.
                                        If my daddy
                                        Had only come home from the war,
                                        If only daddy had come back!
                                        We'd be dining in the dining car
                                        Instead of from an old paper sack.
                                        Who could have asked for anything more
                                        Than to have had daddy
                                        Come home from the war. (ETIENNE holds DIXIE ANN tight about the waist. We hear a distant train whistle.) LIGHTS DIM