April: You know me and Jessup quit keeping company a good while ago.
Ree: I figured. I thought you might still know a thing or two.
April: I'm kind of afraid I might. I wish I could kick back for this one, Ree.
Ree: You still bad on the bottle?
April: No. No, I give that up. A couple months ago, Jessup and me run across each other by total accident. He got me to laughing so. Things rekindled for a day or two. Then he was gone again. About, maybe, three or four weeks back, I'd stopped at Cruikshank's, and he was in there with three fellows I didn't know, and they didn't look to be having no fun, either.
Ree: Did Dad say anything?
April: He looked square at me but acted like he didn't know me, like he'd never seen me before. Something real wrong was going on. I'm sorry.
Ree: If you stay really still and quiet...it'll come out. (Sonny sneezes) Bless you.
Sonny: How long do we have to wait for a squirrel?
Ree: A long time, usually.
Sonny: Wish we could get deer.
Ree: It's not time for deer.
Sonny: When is it?
Ree: In the morning or at night. You know that.
Ashlee: Do you see one?
Ashlee: I do.
Ree: Ah. You want to help me pull the trigger? All right, put your finger right there. All right, you guys want these fried or stewed?
Ree: Fried? All right. Hey.
Ree: All right. Now, get your fingers in there. I'll get mine in. 1, 2, 3. Pull. Pull hard. Now, I'm just gonna slit it down here. Now, get in there and get them guts out.
Sonny: I don't want to.
Ree: Sonny, there's a bunch of stuff that you're gonna have to get over being scared of.
Sonny: I'm not scared. I just don't want to.
Ree: Come on. Put your fingers in there. Good.
Sonny: Do we eat these parts?
Ree: Not yet.