harvey says:

how was i to know

they’d be so pushy over a broom sale?

stinking stampede it was, vi.

viola says:

you never will learn, harv.

harvey says:

i thought putting those brooms out for one cent would be good business.

viola says:

twelve women taken to doc flitt, harv,

with cuts and bruises. we’ll be

lucky if they don’t ask us to cover the doctor bills.

harvey says:

doc flitt wouldn’t charge us for that.

viola says:

doc flitt hasn’t been too

happy with you lately, harv. you and your klan. he might just

charge us double.

harvey says:

klan will see to him if he does.

viola says:

oh fine, harv. you looking to drive away the

one good doctor we got here?

what happens if you need doctoring?

the two stand facing off, each as stout and solid as a house.

harvey says:

nothing’s going to happen to me, vi.

viola shakes her head in disgust

and makes up baskets of food

and a free broom

for each of the women who got hurt.