The Letter Writer Page #3

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You're just jealous you're

obviously not in a band.

[instrumental music]

Thank you.

[instrumental music]

MAGGY:
Hi.

If this letter was stamped here, it must have

been dropped off here, right?

That's right.

Can I please ask you something?

It's really important.

"I hope you keep up your cheerful spirit,

and I trust that you are well.

For now, I send you a deep feeling

of gratitude and joy."

That's quite the letter.

You sure you don't know

who wrote that letter?

It sounds like someone

who knows you really well.

That's the weird thing.

- Nothing.

- Hey, Bob.

Ah yes, I think I know who wrote this letter.

Really?

Yeah, I'm not sure who exactly,

but definitely someone

at the Maple Hill Rest Home.

I pick one of these up every day.

Ah, here you go.

[instrumental music]

Hi, I'm looking for someone by the name

of Sam Worthington.

I don't think we have

anyone by that name.

Can you check?

[instrumental music]

No, sorry.

But that's impossible.

He has to live here.

[instrumental music]

[knocking on door]

Are you Sam Worthington?

Who wants to know?

I think you wrote me a letter.

What makes you think

I wrote you a letter?

Your mailman told me.

Impossible, there are privacy laws.

- You could sue him.

- I might.

So, you wrote this letter?

You are asking me some very personal

questions, young lady.

You wrote me a very personal letter,

Sam Worthington.

[instrumental music]

So, you pick names from the phone book?

- Maybe.

- But I'm not listed.

- Can't be.

- I'm not.

[instrumental music]

Nancy is my mother's name,

and that's my address,

but I don't know who this Maggy Fuller is.

You must have accidentally skipped down

a name when you wrote the address.

Well, isn't that something?

Sam Worthington is my pen name.

Your pen name to write letters

to people you don't know?

Yes, that's right.

Look at me, I'm old.

I don't get out much anymore.

I gotta do something.

Yeah, but why letters to people

you don't know?

It's what I'm good at.

Didn't you like your letter?

Yeah, sure, but it drove me crazy

not knowing who wrote it.

Does it make any difference

who wrote it?

I thought the letter was

from an old relative.

You know, someone who knows

my parents.

Well, see, isn't that enough?

Why did you have to go snooping around

and find me?

I don't know.

You're the one person who had

something nice to say about me.

And now it doesn't even

mean anything.

Don't say it doesn't mean anything.

Every word is from the bottom

of my heart.

But you don't even know me.

Young lady, if I'm the one person who has

something nice to say about you,

I know you better than anyone else.

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