[Shelby parks near Miles' house. He grabs a wrench and approaches the house]
Mollie Miles:
Peter! Peter, come and take the garbage out.
Peter Miles:
Mr. Shelby?
[Shelby turns around]
Carroll Shelby:
Oh, hello, Pete.
Peter Miles:
I remember that wrench. My dad threw it at you.
Carroll Shelby:
I believe he did.
Peter Miles:
Why?
Carroll Shelby:
Oh.
[removes sunglasses]
Carroll Shelby:
I think I probably said something to him. Called him a few names.
Peter Miles:
That's right.
[pause]
Peter Miles:
Do you wanna speak to my mum?
Carroll Shelby:
Well, I dd. Uh... I came to say hello, check in on her and...
[sighs]
Carroll Shelby:
Then I started thinking that sometimes... uh, words... just... ar-are not useful.
[pause]
Carroll Shelby:
Tools are useful 'cause you can make stuff with 'em and you can fix stuff with 'em. Here.
[Shelby gives Peter the wrench]
Peter Miles:
Thanks.
[pause]
Carroll Shelby:
Your daddy was, uh...
Peter Miles:
He was your friend.
[pause]
Carroll Shelby:
Yes, he was. Yes, sir.
[pause]
Carroll Shelby:
And he thought you was just finer than frog fur.
Mollie Miles:
Peter!
Peter Miles:
I think I've gotta go help my mum.
Carroll Shelby:
What are you doing here then? Go on.
Peter Miles:
Bye.
[Peter rides his bicycle back to the house as Mollie looks at Shelby]
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