Maudie Page #4

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Her paintings have even been

sold to Vice President Nixon.

This happy couple,

who only live

with the bare necessities

of life,

and yet somehow,

they flourish.

I chop the wood.

I do the dishes.

Now all she does is paint.

Paint a picture a day.

Paint all seasons.

I told her a wife is supposed

to mind her husband.

She does as she likes.

Who would have thought

this little, arthritic woman

living on the fringe of society

would have such incredible

and far-reaching success?

You can find Maud Lewis

still selling her paintings

from the front steps

of her little house here

in Marshalltown, Nova Scotia.

Take it easy there, Ida.

Hold my arm. That's it.

There we go.

Door.

I'm good.

I saw you.

On the news.

You lucked into it with her,

didn't you?

She's all smiles,

and you nothing but grumbles.

Wait.

I want you to tell her

to come see me.

Please.

I can do it.

I can do it. Go.

Never you mind

about how sick she was.

I asked you a question.

What--?

Oh, what?

Was I nasty on the TV?

No, Everett.

Well, everyone's giving me

queer looks.

Talking about me

behind my back.

Never mind what other people

are doing.

Everyone thinks

you're as sweet as pie.

They don't know. They don't know

what you're like to live with.

Is that right?

Yeah.

Get up.

What? Where are we going?

Get up.

Where are we going?

Aunt Ida's.

No.

Yeah.

Putting my foot down.

Not going.

What?

Everett!

What if she dies and I didn't

get to say goodbye, huh?

What if I die

and you're not here,

and you didn't

get to say goodbye?

You're being silly.

No. Not taking you.

I don't need you.

I can get there

on my own.

You don't even-- You don't even

know how to drive.

Well, no.

I know how to walk.

Give me that.

Good to see you, Ida.

I watched you on the TV.

Did you?

What did you think?

You're the only one in our

family who ended up happy.

Well...

Yeah, suppose I did.

I don't wanna die...

full of regrets.

Yeah, I know.

I know.

I regret...

not letting you hold her,

at least.

What's that?

Your baby.

I know.

You did it to protect me.

I know that.

You know, she was...

real deformed,

so, you know.

She wasn't deformed.

She wasn't deformed?

Why'd she die, huh?

She didn't.

What?

Charles sold her.

He did what?

He sold her to a good home.

Older people.

We didn't think that you'd be

able to take care of a child.

Charles and--

And I decided.

I was told she's--

She's been well-loved.

Is she crooked or what?

She was fine.

I gotta go now.

Never asked for this.

Get up in the morning.

People.

Come home from work.

People.

Got my face on the TV

for all the world

to laugh at.

Everett, listen to me. Ida--

No, you listen to me.

You think that you're

too good for me.

That you don't

need me anymore.

Well, that's fine.

You go find someone else.

Fine. If that's what

you want.

My baby, Charles.

They sold her.

Give up on that

goddamn baby!

Nothing but that baby,

the brother, the baby!

Nothing but misery.

My brother, my baby.

She lived.

I thought she died.

She lived.

More pain.

Ever since you stepped

into my life.

Nothing but pain.

I was better off

without you.

What, are you gonna get out?

Yeah.

Well, good riddance!

Come in, Maud.

Thanks.

Sorry.

I've made up a bed

in the spare room.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Maud...

can you teach me

how to paint?

No one can teach that.

If you wanna paint,

you paint, I suppose.

I don't go nowhere, so...

paint from memory,

I suppose.

I make my designs up.

I've known you

for years, Maud.

Yeah.

It's true.

I know.

And I'm still trying to figure

out what makes you tick.

Don't know.

Don't-- I don't want for much,

you know?

As long as I got a brush

in front of me, I don't care.

A window.

I love a window.

A bird whizzing by.

Bumblebee.

It's always different.

The whole of life.

The whole of life

already framed.

Right there.

Something up, pal?

Well, she left me.

About time, eh?

You'd never last here.

It's a seven-mile walk

to the store.

I mean...

Harder to look after

than a dog.

I'm better--

I'm better than a dog.

What?

I'm better than a dog.

Hey.

Hey, see that cloud?

That one.

It kind of looks like a woman

with a big arse.

Bald on one side

of the head.

See?

You see her?

She's looking right at you.

I don't see her. Mm-mm.

You don't see her?

I see you.

What do you see?

I see you as my wife.

I always have.

I just...

I don't want you

to leave me.

Why would I do that?

Because you can do

much better than me.

No.

I couldn't.

I got everything I want

with you, Ev.

Everything.

What are we

doing here, Ev?

Why are we stopped here?

That's her house.

The white one.

Whose house?

Her.

Your girl.

My baby lives here?

A woman now.

How'd you find her?

She lives here?

Looks great.

I'm gonna go wash up for dinner.

Okay. I'll be in shortly.

She's so beautiful.

She's perfect.

One...

You got a big bunch

of mail there.

Oh, same as yesterday?

I can't go

any further, Ev.

Can't go any further.

Here. Here.

I don't know what's wrong

with my legs today.

It's cold, huh?

Yeah.

Guess I won't be skiing

this winter.

Everett.

Ev.

Okay, breathe.

Breathe.

You haven't given up smoking,

have you?

Give it up sometimes.

You have emphysema, Maud.

You can't smoke.

Won't be smoking anymore.

I'll tell you that.

Yeah.

I have arthritis.

It hurts.

Yeah.

It's hard to hold

a brush now.

Can you get me anything

for my arthritis, please?

I'll get you something.

Thank you.

And, uh...

air the place out a bit,

Everett.

Air's too thick.

Is he gone?

Yeah.

He's gone.

Silly.

There you are.

Tea.

Yeah. Thank you.

There you go.

I got it.

You should have kept

more dogs.

Don't want any dog.

You like dogs.

But I got you.

You know...

should get me

some more dogs.

Hey.

Are you drinking

all my tea?

There you go.

Share it.

Yeah.

Maud?

Maudie?

Whoa, now.

What is it?

What is it?

Can you get in there? Yeah.

Yeah.

All right.

There you go.

Everett. Everett.

Everett.

She's going to be all right.

We'll look after her now.

No!

You're gonna be fine.

I knew you were

getting sicker.

But every time I'd ask,

you'd lie to me.

Wonder...

how I ever thought

you weren't perfect.

Shh.

Come here.

Come here.

I was loved.

I was loved, Ev.

The whole of life...

already framed.

Right there.

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