about fort matthews.
I think we're going
to be very happy here.
'cause I'm goin' to alabama
with a banjo on my knee
I don't think
I've got the words right.
Camptown ladies
sing this song
do dah do dah
camptown race track's
five miles long
oh do dah day
g'wine to run all night
g'wine to run all day
bet my money
on a bobtailed nag
Come on, girls.
oh, the do dah day
No, not "all the do dah day."
it's "somebody bet on the bay."
g'wine to run all night
g'wine to run all day
bet my money on a bobtail nag
somebody bet on the bay
Come on, girls.
I wished I was
in the land of cotton
old times there
are not forgotten
look away, look away
look away
dixieland
I wished I was in dixie
away
The ball was
out of bounds.
I'll get it.
I said come in here right now.
God, what a dump.
Is this the best
we could do?
We have lived in worse,
and your mother has always
made it your home.
oh, they had cats.
We'll have this place
in "a" number one condition...
In no time at all.
Our own furniture
is not even gonna be here
for six weeks, Hank.
What are we supposed
to do in the mean time?
Mom, why don't you come
and help us make the beds?
no, you girls do it, okay?
You make the beds.
First dibs on beds.
It's yours.
Look at this, Hank.
It's all clawed to bits,
like a-
People live like animals
and then they just leave
their shit behind them...
For everybody else
to take care of.
Honey, you're tired.
You're exhausted.
Why don't you lie down?
In what? In a litter box
like some stray cat?
It's starting again.
I'm not gonna live here, Hank!
I hate this place!
Carly, cut it out.
You're a big girl. This
isn't the end of the world.
No, it's just the same goddamn
world we had in Washington,
Only it's worse.
Look, everything that was
on the right is on the left.
Right and left
and right and left
and right and left!
Only it's worse
and we're all ten years older!
These rooms are smaller!
Get me out of here!
Carly, it's okay.
We were okay in Germany.
We were okay in Washington.
We're gonna be okay
in Alabama.
Don't talk to me so carefully.
I hate it when you
talk to me like this.
Stop it right now!
Stop it!
No!
No, I'm not
gonna live here!
I won't live
in this fleabag!
Carly!
Carly!
Where the hell
are you going?
Carly!
Get out of the jeep.
- God damn you!
I hate you!
- Carly!
I hate you. I hate you.
Well.
May I help you?
Eighteen years
of shitboxes and...
Packing and moving and...
New neighbors
and ugly bases and...
Now this cat piss.
Have you seen that place?
Are you okay, dear?
You get out of here!
Don't worry about it.
I'll handle this.
- I hope so.
- Get him out of here.
Carly.
Nobody's gonna hurt you.
- Don't you touch me.
- I wouldn't let
anybody hurt you.
I can see it.
I can see that radiation
just coming off of you.
No. No, you get your goddamn
contaminated hands off me.
Carly, do you trust me?
Do you think I know you?
Do you? Hmm?
Well, listen to me then.
You have nothing
to be afraid of.
Do you want to go home?
Hmm?
So, come on.
Let's go home.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
The car.
Is she okay?
What happened?
Mom's fine.
She's... Tired.
She needs
a little rest,
that's all.
Do you still love me, daddy?
Mm-hmm.
Do you love me?
Oh, yeah.
Do you love me?
Yes.
Do you love me?
Yes, I do.
Do you love me?
Yes, yes.
Do you love me?
Oh, yeah. Yes.
She's got
to see somebody.
You can't keep
running after her
and playing baby-sitter.
Your mom's fine.
She's spirited,
she's energetic.
Sometimes she wears
herself out with all
the traveling and moving.
Don't worry about it.
I can handle your mom.
We can all handle
each other's problems.
Dad, we didn't move here
just because of the project
you're working on.
You don't know what project I'm
working on. That's classified.
You don't know a thing about it.
Maybe you and