Driving Miss Daisy Page #3

You leave my things alone!

I'm gone to the market, Idella.

Miss Daisy, it's a shame.

You have this fine Hudson

automobile out there in the garage.

It hasn't moved an inch from

when Mr. Werthan drove it here.

That insurance company gave you

a brand new car for nothing.

That's your opinion.

My other opinion is that a fine rich,

Jewish lady like yourself...

...has no business dragging herself

onto a trolley carrying grocery bags.

I'll carry them for you.

I don't need you!

I don't want you!

And don't say I'm rich!

- I won't say it no more.

- Is that what you and Idella talk about?

I hate being discussed behind

my back in my own house!

I was born on Forsyth Street.

Believe me. I know

the value of a penny!

My brother brought

home a white cat once.

We couldn't keep it because

we couldn't afford to feed it!

My sister saved up money...

...so I could become a teacher!

We had nothing!

But you're doing all right now!

What are you doing?!

I'm trying to drive you to the store!

Where are you off to this

morning, Miss Werthan?

Just a little shopping.

Go away! I've ridden the trolley

with the groceries plenty of times!

But I can't keep taking

Mr. Werthan's money for doing nothing.

How much he pay you?

Miss Daisy, that's between him and me.

Anything over $7 a week

is highway robbery!

You sure are right about that!

Especially since I don't do nothing...

...but sit on a stool all day.

All right!

Piggly Wiggly.

Then home. Nowhere else.

Oh, I just love the smell of a new car.

Don't you, Miss Daisy?

I am nobody's fool, Hoke.

I know!

My husband taught me to run a car.

I remember everything he said.

So don't think even for a second you...

Wait. You're speeding.

I can see it!

We only going 19 miles an hour.

I like to go under the speed limit.

But the speed limit is 35 here.

The slower you go the more gas you save.

My husband taught me that!

Ain't hardly moving.

Might as well walk...

...to Piggly Wiggly.

Is this your car?

No.

Do you pay for the gas?

- No.

- All right, then!

My son thinks I'm losing my abilities...

...but I am still in control

of what goes on in my car!

Where are you going?

To the store, like you said.

Why didn't you turn on Highland?

Piggly Wiggly ain't on Highland.

I know where it is!

Now take Highland Avenue.

- That's 3 blocks out of the way.

- Go back this minute!

- I can't turn now.

- I've been driving to Piggly Wiggly...

...since it opened for business.

This isn't the way!

Go back this minute!

Miss Daisy, look. Yonder

is the Piggly Wiggly. See?

Get ready to turn.

Careful. There's a little girl.

Yes, I see her.

Pull in here.

Wait.

Give me the keys.

Stay right here by the car.

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