written by Larry McMurtry & Diana Ossana, from the short story by Annie Proulx
Elma: You oughta get married Ennis. Me and the girls worry about you being alone so much. You still go fishing with Jack Twist? I used to wonder how come you never brought any trouts home. Even though you said you caught plenty, and you know how me and the girls like fish. So one night, I got your crill case open the night before you went on one your little trips. Price tag still on it after five years. And I tied a note on the end of the line. It said “Hello Ennis, bring some fish home. Love, Elma." And then you come back, looking all perky, saying you caught a bunch of browners and you ate them up. Do you remember? I look in that case first chance I got and there was the note still tied there. That line hadn't touched water in its life.
Ennis: Don't mean nothing, Elma.
Elma: Don't try to fool me no more, Ennis. I know what it means. Jack Twist. Jack Nasty. You didn’t go up there to fish. You and him-- (Ennis grabs Elma's arms violently and twists. He threatens to hit her with a closed fist.)
Ennis: Now you listen to me, you don't know nothing about it!
Elma: (crying) I'm going to yell for Monroe!
Ennis: You do it and I'll make you eat the fucking floor.
(Elma screams for him to get out of her house. He does, shaking.)
Credit and many thanks to Sammi for this monologue, it is very much appreciated.
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