- [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!
- 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 ******* 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.
- [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 ******* talk.
(thread whirring)
(Joshua gasping)
- [Beck] (gasping) What the ****are you doing?
(clothing scraping) (Beck gasping)
(gasping) What the?
(thread whirring) (Beck gasping)
(engine rumbling) (soaring orchestral music)
(guns 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 ****?
- [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 ******* 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 ******* 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 kill.
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 killing 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)
- ****!
(gun clattering)
(gun clicking)
(tense expectant music)
(phone ringing) (mysterious tense music)
(gunshot 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 guns, and- - Whoa, whoa.
Hold on there sweetheart, just tell me where you are.
- Um-
- Don't you ******* 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 kill 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 kill you, you, and you.
- Hmm,
I see.
Well, I've got a wedding to officiate,
and so we'll deal with this killing business later.
How much? - How much?
- For the robe, dear.
Here, five francs should cover it,
given the working conditions.
- We're gonna be killed.
- Now Barbara, you gotta get a hold of yourself.
There'll be no killing 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?
- *****.
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, ******* 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)
- ****. - Oh shitter.
(tense urgent music continues)
(Ms. Engel laughing)
- I have another client for you.
Get your box.
Protocol.
- Ta-da!
- Oh ****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.
- ****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?
****you!
- Give me the keys, okay? - Give her the keys.
(Beck grunting)
Just give her the ******* keys.
- [Barbara] Throw them to me, toss me the keys.
- ****you! - You shitter.
We had a deal. - We just ******* helped you.
- [Barbara] I did everything.
You can't do this, get the keys please.
(tense urgent music) - ****! (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)
- Shoot, 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 **** 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 ******* 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 ******* judging?!
- Dad!
- You think you can ******* 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.
- [Mom] Barbara, you'll move on.
(phone ringing) - [Operator] What's the-
(muffled)
- Don't you ******* talk.
(sweet soaring music)
(Barbara gasping)
(tense urgent music)
(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.
You a ******* 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 goddamn 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 ****?
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.
- 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 gun that scared you?
- Yeah. - But you had a gun too,
didn't you? - I did, yeah.
- And did he fire his gun at you?
- Yeah.
- No,
no he didn't.
You know how I know that Josh?
I checked the magazine, had a full round.
Your gun on the other hand, (metal clanking)
that's a lot of shooting for someone who's afraid.
A lot of shooting 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-shooter
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 shithole diner
eating cold schnitzels beside a sorry-*** 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 killing 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.
Kill her.
- No.
- Bathroom, woods, car, here at the goddamn 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 ****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 kill 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 kill 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 ♪
(gun 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)