Maudie Page #2
It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
That's my chair.
That's my chair.
Want a bowl of stew?
Where'd you get the chicken?
Killed it.
You killed it?
The big one.
So...
I'm gonna stay,
where do I sleep?
Are you gonna follow
my rules?
You cleaned?
Clean upstairs?
No.
No?
There's only one bed
up there.
Oh, you're a princess,
eh?
When I was at the orphanage,
they put us six,
seven to a bunk, hm.
Elbows in my back.
Feet up my arse.
If you're too fancy
to pile in,
then you can take
your little knickknacks,
put them in the red wagon
and get out.
No, I'm--
I'm good up there.
I'm not too fancy.
Bad dogs!
Down. Get down.
Down. Yeah, good boy.
Who told you you could talk
to them dogs like that?
What--?
They gotta learn.
Them dogs been here longer
than you. More useful too.
I'm only-- I'm only trying
to feed 'em.
Let me tell you how
it is around here, all right?
There's me, them dogs,
them chickens, then you.
Everyone's talking.
He has you barred up in there
as his love slave.
It's disgusting.
Everett
with a love slave.
Would it make it more proper
if I married him?
Maybe people won't talk
so much.
Aunt Ida?
sometime?
I wouldn't be caught dead.
I wouldn't even drive by
that house.
Suits me.
Love slave.
What are you gonna do
with all this, Ev?
Sell it.
Or just leave it.
Sell it?
Who'd buy that?
Hello.
Hello there.
Hello there.
It's a nice day.
Everett got himself a woman?
Get back in the house.
What's this now?
Ah, she works for me.
Need somebody to mind the house,
else I get robbed.
So you got yourself
a tiny, little woman
to guard your house?
Couldn't you get
a meaner dog?
Or a gun?
Wait.
Come here.
I'm Frank. I'm the fisherman
He wouldn't cheat you.
He's a good man.
Oh, so-- So you don't
know him well, I see.
Yeah.
I'm Maud.
Dowley.
Well,
it's nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
So you're
working here, then.
Yeah. I'm-- I'm living--
That's enough.
So you got yourself
a live-in maid, do you?
Out all day. Work hard.
I deserve to come home
to a clean house.
Don't I?
Where do you fit?
There's more room in there
than you think.
We find it cozy
in there, don't we?
Get back in the house!
I'm in charge of this house.
If she don't know it,
she'll learn it.
would put up
with that for very long.
Well, she's not
in her right mind.
That's one thing I know.
Learned your lesson?
Do you want me here
or don't you?
Because I'll go.
I'll walk out right now.
Well, do you
want me here or not?
I'd like my pay, please.
You haven't paid me yet,
not once.
Two months.
Yeah, aye.
Hello?
Anybody home?
Hello?
Are you
the fish peddler's wife?
No. Sorry.
Well, is he around?
He's-- He's out
on his rounds.
I paid for fish,
and he never delivered.
Oh, well...
sometimes he forgets.
I paid him,
plus a handsome tip.
Now, I'm here from New York City
for the next few months
and I can give him
my business or not.
You-- You sure he never
dropped off the fish?
May-- Maybe a dog
ran off with it.
I don't have a dog.
Or a cat.
Cats love fish.
I don't have
a cat either.
Well...
Well, I'll tell him
you came by.
Say...
Yeah?
Did you paint that happy,
little chicken?
Actually, yeah.
There was a chicken
out in the yard.
Real fat.
I wanted to remember
his happier days, so...
painted him.
Well...
I'll tell him to square up
with you when he gets home.
I'd appreciate that.
What's your name?
Maud.
Nice to meet you, Maud.
I'm Sandra.
Nice to meet you, Sandra.
Hey, those
snazzy shoes...
They comfy?
Ah...they're not bad.
No. They're not bad.
All the way
from New York City.
Who told you you could paint
fairies on the wall, huh?
They're not fairies.
They're birds.
Well, who told you
you could do that, huh?
Well, you did.
What?
You said-- You said:
"Make the place look
all right."
I think
it looks all right.
No painting
in this corner, huh?
I don't want paint on my boots.
No paint on my gear.
The rest is fine.
Birds or fairies,
I don't mind.
I won't do that.
Good?
Long day?
Must be hard running
a business.
My brother Charles used to run
one of them jazz clubs
for a while.
People always on his back
for money he owed them.
I never owe
nobody nothing.
Charles said
the same thing.
Couldn't prove it, you see.
People are stupid.
You're not.
You keep track
of it all in your head.
Most people can't,
you see.
That's why you gotta
write it all down.
I can write it down
for you, if you like.
I'm good at writing.
So...
Who
owes
Everett
Lewis?
Donovan.
Donovan.
Donovan.
Owes me for six fish.
Six fish.
That is a bird.
What?
That, I don't know what that is,
but it's not a bird.
That is finished.
It's got
a beak on it.
That ain't got
no beak on it yet.
Are you gonna do that?
Are we ready to get married?
Costs money.
Foolish.
Only if you invite people
and stuff.
Give them supper.
You gotta pay a fee
for a license.
Yep.
Charles had
a fancy wedding.
I thought
I wouldn't do that.
I'd do it cheap.
Wouldn't invite anyone.
Wouldn't do what Charles did.
Well, you plan on doing
what you're doing,
think
we should get married.
I don't wanna get
in that sort of trouble again.
What kind of trouble?
I had a baby.
Baby died.
She was real deformed.
They buried her when...
When I was sleeping.
Here.
You wanted
three fish.
I owed you for two.
So...
now you owe me for one.
It's a card.
Well, we-- We figured it out
on the card.
We're rendering accounts.
So, you know,
it won't be a mix-up.
And how do I know
this is right?
Because I said.
from now on.
Keep track.
Maybe.
Give me a moment.
I am the boss.
Yeah, you. I know that.
Who's in charge?
You are.
I bring in the money.
Right?
Yeah.
Yeah, so who's
in charge?
Yeah. You are.
Yeah. Right.
Don't forget it.
Yeah.
I can't--
Can't forget it.
I'll pay you, if you make me
some more of these cards.
I don't know.
He's in charge, so...
ask him.
Throw in
an extra 5 cents?
Sounds good. Suits me.
Good.
And I'll take my fish.
I look forward
Thanks. See what I can do.
Wait up. You're good, Ev.
You know?
Really know what you're doing.
Asking for that money.
Pretty house.
Pretty house.
Let's get her
in second gear now.
She liked my card.
Hey, kettle's on.
Cup of tea?
Come in.
Sure.
I got it here for you.
You got--? Got--?
Got any boards?
Take a look around.
Good morning.
Well, three more.
I don't know why people
pay money for these.
My 5-year-old
could do better.
Maybe.
Maybe he could,
but he didn't. Maud did.
Brushes, please.
Well,
you're an idiot.
You're an idiot.
Stupid.
Know-it-all.
Whoever it is,
you tell them to get.
Get out.
Get out?
Yeah.
Yeah.
It's suppertime.
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