Driving Miss Daisy Page #5

This! I found it hidden in the

garbage under some coffee grounds.

- He stole a can of salmon?

- Here it is!

I knew there was something funny.

They all take things, you know.

So I counted.

The silverware first.

Then the linen napkins.

And then I went into the pantry.

And the first thing that

caught my eye was a hole...

...behind the lima beans.

And I knew right away.

There are only 8 cans of salmon.

I had 9!

Very clever, Mama.

I missed my breakfast and

I'm late to a meeting...

...for a 33c can of salmon?

You want 33c? Here's $1!

Here's $10! Buy yourself

a pantry full of salmon!

Why, Boolie, the idea!

Waving money at me like that!

I don't want money.

I want my things!

- One can of salmon?

- Well, it was mine!

I leave him plenty of food every day.

I tell him exactly what it is.

Like children. If they want

something, they just take it!

He'll never admit this.

"No," he'll say, "I don't

know nothing about that!"

I don't like it! I don't

like living with no privacy.

Go ahead, defend him.

You always do!

I give up! You want to drive again,

arrange your own insurance.

Take the trolley.

Buy yourself a taxicab!

Anything you want!

Just leave me out of it!

Why, Boolie!

What's he doing here

this time of morning?

Can't be good, I promise you that!

I think it's fixing to

clear up out there!

Excuse me, Mr. Werthan.

Y'all busy?

We have to have a little talk, Hoke.

All right, just let me

get out of my coat.

Yesterday, while you were out,

I ate a can of your salmon.

Now I know you said to eat

the leftover pork chops.

Well, they were kind of stiff.

So, I stopped by the Piggly

Wiggly and got you another can.

Do you want me to put it on the shelf?

Yes, thank you, Hoke.

Be right with you, Mr. Werthan.

Well, I got to get dressed now.

Good-bye, son.

You know, Miss Daisy,

I was just thinking.

We been out to this cemetery

It ain't even the 20th yet.

It's good to come in nice weather.

Yes, ma'am. You sure

right about that. Sure is.

Mr. Sig's grave is mighty well tended.

I think you're the best widow

in the State of Georgia.

Boolie's always pestering me to have

the staff here tend to this plot.

"Perpetual care," they call it.

Well, don't you do it!

It's right to have member of

the family looking after you.

I'll never have that! Boolie will have

me in perpetual care before I'm cold.

Miss Daisy, you ought to

go on away from here!

Put that azalea on Leo Bauer's grave.

Leo Bauer. Is that Miss

Rose Bauer's husband?

She asked me to bring it out here.

Where is his grave at, Miss Daisy?

I'm not exactly sure. I know

it's two rows over that way.

You'll see the headstone, "Bauer."

What's wrong?

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