Maudie Page #3
Yeah.
I don't know.
Yeah.
Hello.
Hello.
May I come in?
Well, we're...
Come in.
Oh, thank you, Maud.
Would you like a bowl of soup?
Oh, no, thank you.
No?
Here. Sit down.
Like a cup of tea?
I'm fine, Maud.
The reason I'm here is,
I'd like to see
one of your larger paintings.
Oh, well, heh.
Well, I-- I don't do
larger paintings.
Just the little cards.
I'm willing to pay
your price.
Yeah, she does.
Yup, we got some fine gobs
of paint here,
splashed on these boards.
No.
Yeah, these will be
right up your alley.
There.
Look at that.
There's some deer.
Well...
Isn't she beautiful?
Yeah, I haven't
finished it.
And this tree has red leaves.
This one has green.
What season is it?
Uh, well,
I guess it's--
It's everything that's
pretty about all the seasons.
Yes, it is.
Well, how much, hm?
How much?
No.
What's your price?
Five dollars.
Done.
Done.
No. No.
Uh, I'm not--
I'm not selling it.
It's all right.
Yeah.
No.
I'm not selling that one.
Already sold.
I haven't finished it.
I have-- I haven't finished it.
Well, I was just pulling
your leg now.
It's a joke.
This one's not for sale.
You know, I have
an even better idea.
Why don't I commission you
to paint me something?
You can paint me anything
on a board, just like that.
Just whatever you want.
And I'll pay you for it.
You can send it
to me in New York.
Show me
how you see the world.
For five dollars?
Five dollars.
Uh, to New York?
That's a long way.
Does that include postage?
Thank you. Goodbye.
Goodbye, Maud.
Sandra.
Sandra.
You guys are
best friends, huh?
S-- Sold a painting.
Better get painting.
Dishes come first, yeah?
Six dollars.
Yeah.
Boy, she's an idiot.
Give her one
of the ones you already done.
No, I wouldn't do that.
Everett?
Do you like 'em?
My paintings?
How am I supposed
to know, hm?
Do I look like
a woman? Hm?
No. Heh.
But I know what that is.
It's a cat.
No. That's my name.
What's my name doing there?
Well, you know...
figured we're
in business together.
The painting's half yours.
Your name
should be on it too.
Well...
Not forgetting about
your housework now, are you?
No. No chance of that.
I just gotta finish
this one first.
You don't wanna neglect
your chores.
I won't.
Well...
I'll do the sweeping,
but I'm not
doing everything. Hm?
No. No, no, no,
no, no, no.
You'll get dust on it.
It's not dry.
It's still wet.
Do that,
close the door.
You tell me
when you're finished.
No, no.
Why?
No.
You're trying to claw your way
into my life like that.
Well, then you're wrong.
As soon as you stop
doing your work,
then you're out
on your duff.
into a tree.
Want some tea?
Not your tea.
Well...
if you don't know
what I'm like by now,
then you are stupider
than you look.
We live together.
We lay down together.
Why not
get married?
Just because I don't have
women banging down my door
doesn't mean I gotta marry
first one comes along.
We've been living together
for some time now.
That's what
most people do.
I don't like most people.
They don't like you.
It's true.
I like you.
You need me.
Hey.
Hey.
You look nice.
Thank you.
Well, I don't know
if I should offer
congratulations or condolences,
but give us a hug, Maud.
And you.
Be nice.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's not crooked enough.
tomorrow.
Yeah.
I know.
We're like a pair of...
odd socks.
And I'm the stretched-out,
misshapen one.
The one with lots of holes.
No.
Yeah.
Crusty and gray.
No.
And I'm...
the plain,
white cotton sock.
Yeah.
No.
You'd be...
royal blue.
Canary yellow.
Wiseass.
That's better.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah. No, over. No.
Yeah. There you are.
It's okay?
Don't nail it.
No, not gonna--
Not gonna nail it.
Just don't want it
to fall over.
There we go.
There we go.
I can see you.
Yeah, I see you.
Good?
"Her paintings can be found
on display at her home
"in Marshalltown,
Nova Scotia,
where she lives with
her husband, Everett Lewis."
See? Do mention you
in here.
Let me see that.
"A local fish peddler."
"Everett Lewis.
A local
fish peddler."
There it is.
There you are.
Can I help you?
Charles?
Sister.
What are you
doing here?
Well, I heard--
Read about you.
Wanted to come
see for myself.
An artist, huh?
when we were young.
No different now.
Want a cup of tea,
Charles?
Oh, no, no.
Thank you for asking,
though.
So, uh, where's your, uh...?
Your man?
Out on his rounds,
I suppose.
Be back soon,
if you wanna meet him.
Oh, I don't have much time.
I just wanted to...
come by and maybe get one
of your paintings, huh?
Yeah.
Aunt Ida said you don't see
a nickel of money
from these paintings.
That right?
Yeah.
What's he doing
with your money, Maud?
Why isn't he building
onto the house?
Getting the place wired?
Why would he wanna
do that?
It's his house.
His choice.
Yeah,
but you're capable
of making decisions,
aren't you, Maud?
Oh, yes.
Yeah?
Yes, I am.
You know, Maud,
you need someone
to give you advice
on how to handle
your money.
Someone a little more
savvy than him.
Someone who--
Like you?
Well,
I know money, yeah.
You know debt.
Selling Mom's house.
You like money too much,
Charles.
Hello.
Everett.
My brother, Charles.
Hello.
He come to buy
a painting.
Just, uh,
which one, huh?
Big ones are $5.
Are you gonna buy one,
or what?
Yeah. Just grab one.
That one's $6.
Price gone up.
Six?
I only...
It's-- It's lovely.
Bye, Charles.
Goodbye, sister.
Get out.
Got a letter today.
From Vice President Nixon.
What'd he want?
A painting.
A painting?
Unless he sends money
for a painting,
won't send him any.
Good.
That's good.
Maybe then we can afford
a screen door.
Don't need
a screen door.
I'm the one working
14 hours a day
so you can just sit there
My paintings earn money.
Yeah.
Bring in a few pennies.
But I'm the one
doing all the work.
Right?
Yeah.
You can't even
keep the fire going.
I want a cup of tea
when I get home.
Gets hot in here in the day.
Yeah, so?
Open the door.
Then the flies get in.
That's why we need
a screen door.
No screen door.
Can I get you to hold it up
a little bit higher, please?
Thank you.
All right.
How long did it take you
to make this painting, Maud?
Two-- Two or three days.
Two days? Two or three days,
yes?
Do you enjoy painting?
Oh, yes.
I've been doing it
all my life.
Mr. Lewis,
come out, please.
Join us.
Can I get you to look towards
the camera this way, Mr. Lewis?
And smile, maybe?
Nice. Thank you.
Now, you've painted
most of the house.
Well, I started with the birds
and the flowers.
Over there.
And he didn't tell me
to stop, so...
kept going.
Everett, you must feel
very lucky
to have Maud
as your wife.
Maud Lewis has been an artist
most of her life.
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