Jesse looks to Martha and back to Cooter

Jesse: How on earth are you bein difficult?

Cooter: i dont mean to be gettin ya'll all down..i just miss my parents

Jesse: *pats his back* We understand son. . .you're not the first person to loose someone dear to you

Jesse: *pats his back* We understand son. . .you're not the first person to loose someone dear to you

Cooter: i know

Jesse: You'll feel better eventually.

Jesse: You'll feel better eventually.

Cooter: i know i will

Jesse: *pats his shoulder again* That's right son. . .now I'm going back out to the fields

Jesse: *pats his shoulder again* That's right son. . .now I'm going back out to the fields

Cooter: okay

The rest of the afternoon is quiet and then Jesse comes in for dinner.

The rest of the afternoon is quiet and then Jesse comes in for dinner.

Martha: Cooters asleep again

Jesse: I think you're gonna have to make him eat atleast a couple bites this time. . .all this really ain't good for him

Jesse: I think you're gonna have to make him eat atleast a couple bites this time. . .all this really ain't good for him

Martha: i know

Soon Martha has dinner ready and hesitantly wakes Cooter up

Soon Martha has dinner ready and hesitantly wakes Cooter up

Cooter: what Aunt Martha?

Martha: Cooter. . .I know you don't feel like it, but could you at least eat two bites of dinner for me?

Martha: Cooter. . .I know you don't feel like it, but could you at least eat two bites of dinner for me?

Cooter: sure

Martha: Okay *leads him to the table where she has a plate for him with a little bit of squash* I know you love these. . .just eat a couple bites and then you don't have to eat anymore.

Martha: Okay *leads him to the table where she has a plate for him with a little bit of squash* I know you love these. . .just eat a couple bites and then you don't have to eat anymore.

Cooter: *chokes down two bites"

Martha: Want anything else?

Martha: Want anything else?

Cooter: no thanks

Martha: *nods* Just finish your water. . .I wouldn't want you to get sick from lack of water.

Martha: *nods* Just finish your water. . .I wouldn't want you to get sick from lack of water.

Cooter: *drinks his water*

Martha: Good. . .now you can go

Martha: Good. . .now you can go

Cooter: *goes to his room*

Martha: Well what are we going to do this evening?

Martha: Well what are we going to do this evening?

Jesse: *comes in* not sure