How many times we been over this, Laz? How many times? Thought we was gonna be friendly...

Rose Woods: How many times we been over this, Laz? How many times? [pause] Rose Woods: Thought we was gonna be friendly about this. Lazarus: Carryin' on behind my back. Make me out to look like a fool to all our people. Tell me, what's friendly about that? Rose Woods: I'm not ready to grow old, Laz. Livin' with you. I feel it. Like I'm one foot in the dirt. Saw it happen to my momma. And that's not gonna happen to me. I got living to do. Lazarus: And you gonna live it with him? [pause] Lazarus: Rose. Folks get sick. But you do what you can to get on the mend. Our marriage... it just got sick. That's all. Rose Woods: Talk to me about sick. Ain't been right since I moved into that drafty house. Lazarus: I kept the heat on... Rose Woods: That damned, rusty, radiator, bout burned the skin off my legs each time I passed. Lazarus: Kept us warm for twelve years. Rose Woods: I deserve better than this. Lazarus: Better than me? Rose Woods: Better than what you give. Lazarus: Rose, please... Rose Woods: Laz... You can't say nothin'... Lazarus: If we get with a counselor. At the church, maybe they's... Rose Woods: I don't love you no more!

You gonna talk about that motherfucker, I'm just gonna get up and leave you sitting here in that new shit he bought you. I thought we was gonna be friendly about this. You sneaking around behind my back, got everybody in town looking at me like I'm a fool. What's friendly about that? I'm not ready to grow old, Laz. Living with you, I feel it. Like I'm one foot in the dirt. Saw what happened to my mamma, and that's not gonna happen to me. I got living to do. And you gonna do that living with him. Look, Rose, when folk get sick, they do what they can to get on the mend, get well. Our marriage, it just done got sick. Don't talk to me about sick! I ain't been right since I moved into that drafty house. Keeps the heat on. That damn, rusty radiator about burned the skin off my legs. - Kept us warm for 12 years. - Laz, you can't say nothing that's... Look, look, look. Look, maybe we can do like R.L. said, come down to the church and get with one of them counselors. I don't love you no more. I'm sorry you hurting. I said my piece. God forgive you for what you done to me. Let me go. My daddy told me a younger woman would bleed me dry, and that's what you've done. - Laz, I said let... - You better pray, gal. You hear me? You best pray. Don't you lay a curse on me! Yeah, go on, look. See if I give a shit about any of you people! - You still want a lift? - Yeah. Transmission's shot. Hey. Make sure you go see my Aunt Lori. You gotta get rid of that cough. This ain't gonna work. - Rae... - I don't see why we gotta pretend about it when you and I both know it ain't gonna work. - Rae, please don't do this, okay? - It's stupid! - Rae. Rae! - It's so fucking stupid! Look it. I got something for us, okay?