PRIMROSE. If everybody’s so ‘here for me,’ then why’d they leave at all? CODY. I don’t think they meant to leave you. They probably wanted you to come with them. No one wanted you to be trapped here. PRIMROSE. Alright, say that what you’ve said is true. What’s Daddy gonna say? He’s worked to keep this farm so bad for so long; I can’t be the reason he loses it. CODY. You wouldn’t be. And anyway, I think he’d rather give up the farm than see you be unhappy -- don’t you? Chances are, he’ll follow you like you follow your sisters, and no one will get left behind. PRIMROSE. ...I dunno. I don’t even know what I’d do, even if I did know where to go. All I know how to do is work the farm. CODY. Well, I have plenty of books for inspiration! Do you want to flip through some of them? PRIMROSE. Eh... CODY. Come on, maybe something will interest you. PRIMROSE. ...Oh, alright. Maybe just a few. But only for a look. CODY. How about this one? Government and politics? PRIMROSE. Hmm… nah. Too many dumb people. CODY. Okay. What about this one -- are you interested in science or medicine at all? PRIMROSE. Nah. Too many smart people. CODY. English? Business? Acting? Architecture? Health? Or maybe-PRIMROSE. Nah. Nah. Nah. Wait, wait, that big, long one there! The book with all the houses in it. Lemme see it again CODY. Hm? Architecture? Sure, here. PRIMROSE. You know, I was just lookin’ through it this mornin’, n’ I said to myself: Primrose Doggett, you could make plenty better houses than this! I
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