how could you do this to me tonight? i told you i had company
upstairs, asleep. where'd you think?
that's none of your goddamn business! so keep your goddamn holier-than- thou mouth shut! anyway, they like fred.
who are these orphans, anyway?
everything okay?
john said you're amish.
oh.
jesus.
you didn't have to.
aganishish? yeah, that sounds like john.
you're not carrying a bullwhip.  how'd you manage to put my kids to work?
oh, is that so? no offense, lady, but i'm not so sure i like the idea of your coming in here and turning the place upside down!
i know exactly what you meant! listen, maybe i'm not a world-class housefrau, but maybe i don't have time to polish the goddamn china and keep after the kids! it's none of your business, but i don't happen to have a man around here full time. so i sell cosmetics in a goddamn drugstore and sometimes i can even pay the rent on time! so maybe i'm not mary poppins, but maybe i don't need to have it jammed down my throat like this.
there is that clean enough for you?
go to hell, fred!
it's okay. look, i shouldn't have blown my top. it's like.  somehow.  i've let everything get away from me. and you sort of made me face it.
what's so funny?
god, fred.
no? why not?
listen, i don't know what's going on or how you got mixed up with him, but don't you let that self-righteous son of a bitch push you around, okay?
it's john. he says you have to leave now. he says it's urgent.
john, i don't understand any of this.
john, why?.
did you find him?
then go away, you bastard.
he accused john of taking kickbacks. and you know – anybody who knows john – knows that's a goddamn lie!
better you should get off my front porch before i get my mace!
i don't know where he is.