Alma
I ain' never said he's gon' get all'at roughed up. S'part'a th'reason I'm gon' go along. But I know Ennis ain' gon' harm him nothin' serious- he couldn', not your Bobby, not m'son.
Maybe it'll knock some sense inna him. M'be s'all I needed, back 'en. Rather risk it an' keep him from doin' t'you what I done t' Lureen, 'an let 'im think it's okay.