Miss Meadows Page #2

I was thinking that we should paste them,

each one to its own balloon,

and then one day,

we're going to release them.

Yeah.

- You said she'd come back.

- I know, sweetheart.

I was wrong. Sometimes Miss Meadows...

Lie! You lied!

Heather. Excuse me, children.

Why don't you get started?

Heather, sweetheart.

Heather, sweetheart. Heather.

Come here, come here. Heather.

It's okay, sweetie. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

All the bad people stay

and all the good ones die.

I hate the world. It's a terrible place.

I know.

Sometimes it is but not all the time.

And it's our responsibility...

to make it a better place.

Hey, Miss Meadows,

do you want to come to Happy Hour?

Hey, Katharine.

I don't see how Happy Hour

will make much of a difference...

- Bye, Miss Meadows. I like your outfit.

- Well, thank you. Have a good afternoon.

- Toodle-oo.

- Miss Meadows.

- May I?

- Sheriff.

An absolutely splendid edition

that is essential to all.

If this doesn't make you proper,

nothing will.

Thank you.

I've always wanted my own copy.

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no unnecessary words,

a paragraph no unnecessary sentences.

Make every word tell.

I would like to take you

for an afternoon spin

in my 1970 classic

Chevrolet pickup truck.

I would like that very much.

How, may I ask,

do you know where I work?

I ran your plate.

Your work address came up. I...

- That's illegal.

- Yes, it is. I feel really bad.

I just... I couldn't stop thinking

about this girl

in the middle of the road

holding a toad.

Dead right, I'm sorry.

I apologize to you. I broke the rules.

I think it's okay to break

the rules sometimes.

Good.

You tell your kids that?

What?

That it's okay to break

the rules sometimes?

Well, I remind them of their goodness.

How to...

protect themselves if they're around someone

that they don't think is good.

I like that.

Listen, if kids aren't safe,

if they don't feel safe, we're all lost.

- I like the rain.

- Why?

Makes me feel clean.

I bought this property a few years ago.

And right here, this is where I figured

I would build a house one day.

- Do you have a contractor's licence?

- No, I don't have a contractor's licence

but I will hire someone

to help me, so thank you.

Butterscotch or liquorice?

Sheriff, what may I ask made you choose

law enforcement as your career?

- Fear.

- Of what?

It's a career choice motivated by

the soul-numbing fear that I might end up

- like the rest of my family.

- What does that mean?

Are you familiar with the term convicts?

So you have bad blood.

I don't know if I'd call it that.

Why did you start teaching?

- I'm asking you the questions.

- Oh, really? Okay.

So what's your second...

career choice?

- You have to promise not to laugh.

- No.

No?

- You want me to take a risk?

- Yes, please.

Professional accordion player.

Why?

Why not?

I think it has this obscure beauty.

It's misunderstood.

Did you know that the accordion is the

second least-appreciated musical instrument

right ahead of the bagpipe

and right behind the dead-kitten flute?

No, I did not know that

until right this very moment.

- What may I ask are you doing?

- I'm dancing to your accordion.

I'm not that good.

It's a work in progress.

Isn't everything?

Thank you for the...

the spin and the snack.

You're very welcome.

Miss Meadows.

Yes?

- May I...

- Yes.

Right.

That's gonna cover

that top window pane, right?

- Yep.

- The top and the bottom.

Mrs. Davenport, what are you doing?

Oh, better safe than sorry.

I'm sorry you don't feel safe. I thought

you said the neighbourhood had improved.

Haven't you been reading the newspapers?

The Department of Corrections

released nearly 2000 prisoners

over the last six months

because of "overcrowding."

Now they can only account

for 800 of them.

Some say that they've moved

right into this very neighbourhood.

My Doug says that it's unconstitutional

to try and stop them.

He says it's the law.

Well... you can't live in fear.

Oh, Miss Meadows.

You're so young and naive.

I dare say I'm neither.

I just appear that way.

I hate to say this but I would not

walk around the neighbourhood

in such lovely outfits.

You make yourself a target.

Mrs. Davenport,

I don't change my style for anyone.

Toodle-oo.

Yes, Toodle-oo to you, too.

Oh, dear.

Holy, holy, holy

Lord God Almighty

Early in the morning

My soul shall rise to thee

Holy, holy, holy

Merciful and mighty

God in three persons

Blessed Trinity

So, I leave you, my friends,

with a question from Luke.

Who are our neighbours?

Let's then ask ourselves,

how can we serve them better?

Isn't that the example

we want to give our children?

Go in peace to love and serve the Lord.

- Hello, Sheriff.

- Miss Meadows.

Much as I was looking forward to seeing you,

I never imagined I'd see you here.

- Are you Catholic?

- No.

No, thank you.

I like singing in choirs.

You?

Recovering. My grandmother

used to take me here when I was a kid.

I used to get kicked out all the time.

And she sat me down

and reminded me that she's the only one

in the family not going to hell.

And that if I played my cards right,

she'd take me along with her

which I think is quite morbid, actually.

Anyway,

I promised her I'd just show up.

You kept your promise.

I don't make them if I can't keep them.

I can still taste your kiss.

Make a wish.

- Is it okay?

- Yeah.

Is that good?

- Look at me.

- I'm sorry.

- It feels good.

- Okay.

Okay.

- Look at me.

- Okay.

Do you think repeat criminal offenders

can be rehabilitated?

Is this your idea of pillow talk?

Pillows don't talk.

Just... just...

- Sorry.

- Okay.

Come here. Come here.

So do you?

Do I?

I believe in second chances.

I believe in trying but rehabilitation

didn't work for my father.

So why do you do what you do?

Okay, why don't we keep business

out of the bedroom?

Because the law is everybody's business.

Is it? Is it?

Is the law everybody's responsibility?

- I don't know.

- Yeah.

Look at this vigilante case I'm working on.

Part of me admires the guy.

But you're never gonna get me to say it

out loud because it's not politically correct.

You know, "politically correct"

is for politicians.

And there are bad people in the world.

And they shouldn't be around

the good people.

Especially the little ones.

You're amazing.

You look amazing. You are amazing.

That was amazing.

Can I ask a question, Miss Meadows?

- Sure.

- Was that amazing for you?

Sheriff,

there are certain things

that a lady doesn't... tell a gentleman.

You do have manners.

Don't you, Miss Meadows?

What would the world be without them?

We'll never forget you, Mrs. Dodd!

She's an angel up there now. Isn't she?

Yes, she certainly is.

Would you be our teacher for the rest

of the year, Miss Meadows?

- Oh, no, I'm just your substitute.

- Why don't you stay?

Can we have our snack now?

Yes.

I think that we all have earned a treat.

I'm gonna go get us some hot dogs.

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