The Miracle Worker Page #2

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important to the mind

than light is to the eye.

But how will you teach her

if you can't talk to her?

Anyway I can.

We are going to do everything

that we can to help you.

I don't want you to think of

us as strangers, gice Annie.

Strangers aren't

so strange to me.

I've been around

them all my life.

Watch your step.

Welcome to Ivy

Green, gice Sullivan.

I trust you had

a good journey.

I had several. Thank you.

Where's Helen?

Oh, gice Annie?

We've put you in the

upstairs corner room.

Now, if there is any breeze at all

this summer, you're going to feel it.

I'll take my suitcase, thanks.

I have it, gice Sullivan.

No, please, let me.

I wouldn't think of it.

I have something

in it for Helen.

I needn't to be

treated like a guest.

Now, when may I see Helen?

Well, there she is.

That's Helen.

She seems very rough, Kate.

Why didn't she take

her glasses off?

Well the institute said that

the light hurts her eyes.

Apparently, she was

nearly blind as a child.

Blind?

Well, she's had 9

operations on her eyes.

And they expect one blind

person to teach another one?

How long was she

employed at that school?

Well, she... she

wasn't employed there.

She was one of

their best students.

Student?

Now you have 2 blind girls

to take care of, Father.

You stay out of this.

James...

why do you have to be

so mean about Helen?

Why, to confirm my father's

view of me, of course.

Those are mine.

Yes, yes.

All right, then, Helen.

"Doll" will be

your first word.

It's as good as any.

" D..."

"O..."

" L..."

" L."

Doll.

Doll.

It has a name.

"D..."

"O..."

"L..."

Thank you, Henry.

Thank you, Percy.

So, what was that?

Some sort of game?

It's an alphabet for the deaf.

Each letter has a sign.

"D..."

"O..."

"L..."

"L."

Doll.

First, she will

learn to imitate.

" D", "O..."

Ah!

Oh, she can imitate

things, all right...

like a regular little monkey.

A bright little monkey.

Mmm...

" D."

I think she wants

her doll back.

She can have it back

when she spells it.

She has no idea

what words even are.

How can she spell them?

If her fingers learn

the letters now,

then maybe someday

her brain will learn

that they have a meaning.

Did you make up this alphabet?

Me? No.

Spanish monks under

a vow of silence,

which, Mr. James, I

wish you would take.

"C..."

"A..."

"K..."

"E."

Cake.

"C..."

"A..."

"K..."

"E."

Very good.

Cake.

"D..."

"O..."

"L..."

"L."

"D..."

"O..."

"L..."

"L."

Very good, Helen.

Very good.

Good first lesson.

Very well done.

Very well done.

Ohh! Ohh!

Helen!

Let me out, you wicked girl.

Helen!

Ohh!

Unh.

Ohh. And I wondered

if she was bright.

She's the brightest

one in this house.

Where is Miss Annie?

She's in her room.

Didn't anyone

call her to supper?

James, go upstairs

and bring her down.

Certainly. I'll

get the ladder.

What?

I'll need a ladder.

It won't take long.

What are you talking about?

Well, Helen locked her in her

room and run off with the key.

And I suppose you are going

to sit there and say nothing.

You told me it was none

of my business, Father.

I was just trying to

respect your wishes.

Miss Sullivan,

are you in there?

Yes, sir, I'm in here.

Isn't there a

key on your side?

For God's sake.

No, sir. There's no key, sir.

Put that ladder away, Jimmy.

Whatever you say, Father.

Captain, we can't keep Miss Annie

locked up until we find the key.

James.

Bring the ladder back.

Whatever you say, Father.

I hired her to solve

problems, not create them.

Hold it, Jimmy.

Thank you, Percy.

Miss Sullivan!

Yes, Captain Keller?

I hope this is not a sample

of what we can expect of you.

Come out and sit

on my shoulder.

I'm perfectly capable of

going down a ladder by myself.

Do as I say, gice Sullivan.

Ohh.

Very chivalrous of you.

This is not chivalry.

This is practicality.

You're no good to

us trapped in a room.

Ooh.

Not in the house 10 minutes.

Honestly, I don't see

how you managed it.

I'll look for the key, sir.

Thank you. Just don't look in

any rooms that can be locked.

All right, everyone.

Excitement's over.

I'd better leave

the L-A-D-D-E-R.

Oh, you little devil.

If you think you can get rid

of me that easily, you're wrong.

I have nothing better to do

and nowhere else to go.

To the best of my knowledge,

no one in this house

has ever tried to

control the girl,

but...

how can I discipline her

without breaking her spirit?

But...

if she won't obey me...

Oh!

Ohh.

Tsk.

Ink.

It has a name.

Pen.

Pen.

No, Helen.

Ohh!

Bad...

girl.

No. Never you mind, gice Annie.

It's... It's not the first.

No, Helen.

The Captain thinks that your

spelling everything that Helen does

is like spelling

to a fence post.

You talk to the

baby, don't you?

Does she understand

what you mean?

Not yet, but she will someday

if she hears enough words.

I'm letting Helen

hear the words.

How long will it take?

A million words, maybe.

Pen.

Did you see that?

I spelled "pen."

She spelled "cake."

She wants to see if I

can tell the difference.

There's is nothing impaired

in that head, go Keller.

Helen is smart... and angry.

I can use that.

Can you teach

me those letters?

I'll start tomorrow.

If both of us are

spelling to her,

that makes only about

half a million words each.

Ow! Helen!

Helen.

Why does she get a

reward for stabbing me?

I... I don't know.

I'm... I'm sorry.

Miss Sullivan,

breakfast is ready.

Shall I get the ladder?

That's enough, Jimmy.

Oh, good morning, gice Annie.

Good morning.

Morning.

I hope you've settled in

comfortably, gice Sullivan.

Thank you, Captain. I have.

Please, help yourself.

Miss Annie, if there is ever anything

that you need, please let us know.

Tobacco prices are up, Father.

We should earn a nice profit

this year for a change.

It used to be that a man could

make a good living running a farm.

Well, perhaps if you'd leave your pet

newspaper and come show me my business,

...we could make

some real money.

Not in front of Miss Sullivan.

Why not in front

of Miss Sullivan?

Miss Annie,

Helen is used to helping

herself from our plates.

I'm afraid I'm not used to it.

No, of course not.

Viney, please bring Miss

Sullivan another plate.

There's nothing wrong

with my plate, Captain,

only that Helen's hands

don't belong in it.

One plate is hardly worth

spoiling our breakfast over.

You see, she's just going to keep

trying until she gets her way.

I must insist that

you let the girl go.

Thank you.

Oh, look, now

she's hurt herself.

No, she hasn't. I know

a tantrum when I see one

and a badly spoiled child.

Miss Sullivan.

Please, show some pity.

For this kind of behavior?

Pity's the one thing

she doesn't need.

The whole house waits

on her hand and foot.

Hear, hear. -You

stay out of this.

Letting Helen have her own way...

it's really such a small thing.

Small? It's seems

you've all decided

it's easier to

feel sorry for Helen

than to teach

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