Miss Meadows Page #3

You guys stay with Miss Katherine.

Play nicely. I expect good manners.

Hi, I'd like to order

16 Top Dogs, please.

Hello.

I want to die.

- I think you should.

- What?

You're of no use to society.

You'll waste innocent taxpayers' dollars,

abuse the weak legal system

and enter a cowardly plea of insanity

to a morally bankrupt

defence attorney. For what?

Oh, and once incarcerated, you're gonna cost

taxpayers approximately $47,000 per year.

So you know what? Make sure you point the

barrel of the gun to the back of the throat.

- I think I've changed my mind.

- That is so not an option.

- Never fear, Miss Meadows is here.

- Where's our hot dogs?

Oh, well, Top Dog is experiencing

some unforeseen problems

and when it does, it's important

to have another plan to fall back on.

You know, when one path is blocked,

we simply walk down another path. Right?

- Yes.

- And that's what hope is.

Hope is usually...

right around the corner. Just like that

ice cream truck. Ice cream for everyone!

- Hey, you.

- Hi.

What kind of flavour are you gonna get?

Same kind as you, Miss Meadows.

Miss Meadows, when I grow up,

I want to be just like you.

- Please don't say that, sweetheart.

- Why not?

Well, because you should aspire

to be your own individual.

You know, grow up

and have your own unique traits.

And secret ways, too?

- Pardon me?

- I can keep a secret, Miss Meadows.

But children shouldn't have secrets.

And they shouldn't keep them.

But you spilled something on your dress.

What?

But you spilled something

on your dress, Miss Meadows.

I guess I did.

I dislike that very much.

How about we get some ice cream?

Miss Meadows needs

some ice cream right now.

- Yay!

- Yeah, let's do it.

- What's his name?

- Frank.

- Hi, Frankie.

- I said his name is Frank.

Children, we mustn't approach animals

that we don't know. Come on.

- Come on, come on, come on.

- Always let them come to you.

Always let them come to you.

- Mike.

- Yo.

- Heads up.

- What?

Nice catch.

Hey listen, we've been compiling the case

information from the other jurisdictions

and we've got a composite

on the vigilante.

And it looks like some kind of a...

Pulp Fiction Mary Poppins.

Now, personally I'm not buying

that a woman is pulling all this off.

I mean, not that they're not capable of it.

Clearly Michelle is batshit

before her period comes.

- Danny, thank you.

- You got it.

And can I get the ball back?

Thought I taught you better than that.

Good afternoon, Sheriff.

Miss Meadows.

How you doing?

You look beautiful.

I got you something.

Wow. I love yellow.

I hope so. I stole it

from your front yard.

So I thought maybe we could talk?

- Yeah, it's a lovely day.

- It is a lovely day.

And this is a lovely door.

You always wear those on your shoes?

Yeah.

Oh, this needs some work.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah. You?

Good, yes. I'm fine. I'm just asking...

There was a shooting near the school today.

And civilians were massacred.

The alleged shooter was killed also.

- Excellent.

- Excellent? That's a good thing?

Yeah.

Wait, I'm... I'm confused, Sheriff.

You just said that civilians

were killed.

What's the concern

over how the shooter died?

Oh, no. My concern is about you.

There was an ice cream vendor

who said there was

children from your school there

right around the time of the shooting.

- Vanilla chocolate chip.

- Excuse me?

That's my favourite flavour

and they said that they will have it

restocked by tomorrow.

- What's your favourite?

- Vanilla chocolate chip.

Then maybe we could

go together sometime.

- I'd like that. Do you like cones?

- Yeah.

Good. I like the cones.

I feel a little goofy

when I'm walking down the street

holding one but the uniform helps.

Where did you live

before you moved here?

- Somewhere else.

- Like Dayton?

No. I didn't like Dayton.

So you did live there.

Why do you want to know?

Well, there was just other vigilante-style

killings there and I thought maybe

- you'd heard of them.

- Nope.

No.

I moved here five and a half months ago.

Is there something

you're not telling me?

There are a lot of things

I'm not telling you, Sheriff.

Elements of Style's 17th instruction

recommends to omit...

needless words.

Okay.

Sheriff, can you do me

a favour please? I want to know

if any of the newly released convicts

have moved into this neighbourhood.

- Why?

- For the school, for the kids.

And I've seen someone

lurking about and he makes me...

- uncomfortable.

- Okay, who?

- Someone said anything to you?

- No.

- Nothing's happened?

- No.

I'll look into it.

I should go back to...

work, so...

You're killing me.

I can't sleep at night.

Toodle-oo.

You're a vital young woman. Don't worry.

A mother never stops her worry.

- Is it fair?

- What's that, Miss Meadows?

To bring a child into this world?

I tell all my patients, if you make

your home a loving, stable environment,

that's all a child needs to thrive.

- How big is it?

- About the size of your thumbnail.

Wow.

Wait.

Toodle-oo.

Frank, shut up.

Frank, I said shut up!

Sit down!

That's him.

I've seen him walking with his dog.

He was convicted of felony child abuse.

That's a nice purse you have,

by the way.

Thank you.

My mother says a lady never leaves home

without her accessories. I agree with her.

You don't talk about your mother much.

What's she like?

Peanut brittle. Maybe artichokes.

In that rare exception, a clean

public restroom, which I agree with.

- Miss Meadows?

- Yes.

- May I ask you a question?

- Sure.

What do you do when you're not working?

My hobbies. You know, my gardening.

Takes a lot of time.

And knitting, and sometimes I paint.

And then there's my volunteer work.

Can you be a little more

vague, maybe? Today.

What did you do

when you got off work today?

Sheriff...

I went to the fabric store, and I

got some yarn and knitting needles.

And I started making a blanket.

A baby blanket... for our baby.

Why didn't you tell me?

I just did.

Do you know what this means?

Yeah. I don't... I don't know.

Look at me.

Miss Meadows...

I want you to marry me.

Me?

Yes, you.

- You don't know me.

- I know everything I need to know.

I'll take care of you.

It would be the highest honour

of my life to protect you and this child.

Really?

Please.

Yes.

Yes!

Sheriff...

Miss Meadows?

You know marriage has a certain...

ring to it.

You know, a wedding ring,

engagement ring...

suffer-ring.

Oh, you have a very strange

sense of humour.

- You think I have a sense of humour?

- I do think you have a sense of humour...

- You think I'm funny?

- I think you're strangely funny.

Mother?

I met someone.

And he has... kind eyes.

- Just like Grandpa did, remember?

- What are little boys made of?

Frogs and snails and puppy dog tails.

Well, he's not a boy.

He says he's a man.

- That's what they all say.

- Was I a good baby, Mother?

Mary... you were a perfect baby.

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