Miss Meadows Page #4

Mother...

When did I become...

- less perfect?

- You were always perfect to me.

When did I start to realize

that the world was...

A rotting cesspool

of decay and mediocrity?

I'd have to say that was when that awful

Mr. Redding tried to bomb the mall.

- I thought it was when Uncle Clybert...

- Oh, no. It was years later, honey.

And it was before I found Mrs. Hartford

hanging from the theatre rafters.

Oh, I still think that was a shame.

She has such a beautiful singing voice.

Or maybe it was...

Of course it was, dear.

The wheels on the bus

go round and round

Round and round

Round and round

The wheels on the bus

go round and round

All... through... the town...

The wipers on the bus go swish,

swish, swish...

Swish, swish, swish...

swish, swish, swish...

The wipers on the bus go swish,

swish, swish...

All... through... the town...

- I did it.

- Of course you did.

- You can do anything.

- I can?

Hey, come here.

Mary? Mary?

Are you still there?

Mother, I have to go.

- Where are you off to now, my love?

- I'm going to have tea with a neighbour.

Oh, very good, dear.

Remember, mind your manners.

Our time we must not idly waste,

since all our hours fly off in haste.

With each new minute I strive

to fill my seven new acts of duty still.

- Toodle-oo, I love you.

- Toodle-oo, I love you too.

You.

- Hello.

- Hello.

I brought some tea and crumpets.

Really? That's nice.

You have no idea

how much that means, Miss?

- Meadows.

- Won't you come in, Miss Meadows.

Please.

You'll have to, excuse the house.

I'm still settling in.

- Did you just move to town?

- Yes, just like you, right?

No, I've lived here for months.

Me too.

This is so thoughtful. To be honest,

I haven't made a lot of friends yet.

First of all, I wanted to say...

that I try to approach...

every situation...

- hoping for the best.

- What a lovely way to think.

And I certainly do hope

that you respect the...

peaceful and safe ways that

this community works so hard at,

and they've come to cherish it.

I'm looking forward to it.

And I also want you to know that I know

exactly who and what you are,

and should you harm anyone,

or any child, you will be killed.

What did you just say?

I said you will be killed.

And just... who's going to kill me?

- I am.

- You?

Miss Meadows, have no fear.

Your message was received loud and clear.

Good.

Good.

That was my intention.

I have to say...

we're two peas in a pod,

- and we have a lot in common.

- We have nothing in common.

- Actually...

- So now that you've come to visit me,

I think I should pay you

a visit at the school sometime.

That is not a good idea.

It won't end well for you.

- Gosh, that sounds like a threat.

- I do not make threats.

I make promises.

And only promises that I intend to keep.

Where are my manners?

Here you are in my house,

and I've not even properly introduced

myself. My name is Skylar.

I don't care to know your name.

Well, now, who's forgotten

their manners?

What gives you the right to come into

my house, threatening, making accusations,

when I haven't done anything wrong?

That's illegal, Miss Meadows.

The truth is not illegal.

Hey.

You have no idea what it's like

to have to start over again.

- I most certainly do.

- Are you forgetting something?

My therapist says I have to take care

of myself and my needs

before I can be good for anyone else.

Do you have one?

Because... and please

don't take this personally...

I think you could really use one. And I would

be happy to make a recommendation,

because... you shouldn't wait.

Toodle-oo.

Hey, you.

Even though this is Sunday, what we discuss

in here applies to every day, Louie.

- Miss Meadows?

- Yes?

How come Jesus looks like

a fashion model in that picture,

but, like, any better

in my Aunt Bea's bedroom.

Well, since Jesus was a Jew

and came from Israel,

my guess is that he looked like

neither one of those paintings.

Those paintings

were most probably done by...

an idealistic painter.

- Oh, look at him!

- He's so cute!

He looks like he's about two years old.

That's 16 in a dog life.

Too old for this class.

We were discussing how every day is Sunday,

in terms of how we live, right?

Hey, William,

what are you drawing a picture of?

I don't know.

- You don't want to join the other kids?

- I don't know.

Are you feeling okay?

Why does Jesus say to turn

the other cheek when someone hits you?

Because he's saying that

that's preferable to fighting.

But what if you do turn it,

and then he, like, punches that one too?

Miss Meadows has an idea.

How about an early cookie break?

Special one for you.

Amber? I think it's your turn.

You're doing a very nice job.

You're so quiet.

One cookie each, all right? Ooh.

Beautiful.

You know you can

tell me anything, right?

Are you sure you ran into that wall?

- I have to prepare at church for mass.

- What are you talking about? It's over.

Papa Peter says I have to be there.

He doesn't like it if I'm late.

He says it's a sin!

Stop it! Stop!

- Father!

- The lord ask that we not judge.

I think he asks more of us than that.

How dare you? How dare you?

- I do God's work!

- Don't you touch him!

- Get out of my bed.

- Boo!

Is that a toy gun?

Guns are not toys, sweetie.

That was a... secret toy?

Heather, I'm so sorry.

I hope I didn't frighten you.

Never fear... Miss Meadows is here.

- How did you get here?

- I walked.

It was only a couple of blocks.

I wanted to surprise you.

And how did you get in my bed?

It was easy.

I just crawled through the window.

You don't have ugly bars

like everyone else.

Miss Meadows?

Can I...

May I... be your flower girl?

- Flower girl?

- Please? Oh, please!

Okay, okay.

I want you to be happy.

If you want to be my flower girl,

- you can be my flower girl.

- It'll be so much fun!

We'll be like best friends.

I could tell you my secrets,

because I already know yours.

Secrets?

- Miss Meadows has a secret.

- What are you talking about?

If I told you, it wouldn't be

a secret anymore.

You have to tell me.

It'll be a secret between you and me.

If I tell you,

can I still be your flower girl?

Yes!

Only if you tell me.

I saw you kill that man.

What?

- What man?

- In the Top Dog.

I forgot to tell you

I wanted relish on my hotdog,

and I went to the window, and I saw.

You're just a little girl.

You're just a little girl.

You're just a little girl. You're just

a little girl. You're just a little girl.

You're just a little girl. I'm so sorry.

I'm so, so, so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry. I'm very, very sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I still saw. It's okay.

I have to go home now, for dinner.

Why do you lock that one twice,

Miss Meadows?

Sometimes Miss Meadows

can be so... silly.

It's not silly to be scared,

Miss Meadows.

I'm not scared of anything.

Can I wear gloves like you do?

Yes. Come on.

- Hello, Mary.

- Hey, Mommy.

I had a feeling you might call.

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