The Maid's Room Page #3

Tell me what happened.

I was driving.

How fast were you driving?

I don't know. A little too fast,

I guess, but not that fast.

And then?

And then, uh...

All of a sudden, there was this

deer... that came in front of me,

and I hit the brakes.

But he didn't move.

But it was dead?

You killed it.

I don't know.

You know what? I don't think

you killed that deer.

You have to hit a deer

pretty hard to kill it.

I've seen a lot of cars

that have hit deer,

and they had a lot worse

damage than yours did.

He was lucky.

- Did you get out of the car?

- Mm-hmm.

I couldn't see anything because

the headlight was broken.

You show me where this

happened tomorrow, okay?

Okay.

Can I get you anything

else, Mr. Crawford?

No. Thank you, Drina.

Yes, sir.

I think so.

Good morning, Drina.

Good morning, Mr. Crawford.

You know, Drina...

We do have a dishwasher.

You don't have to wash

everything by hand.

Yes. Mrs. Crawford.

Drina, did we get any calls

this week while we were away?

I mean, besides the

messages on the machine?

She never picks up the phone.

Let's keep it that way, okay?

Yes, Mr. Crawford.

Stop washing the dishes

for a minute, please.

I was wondering...

What did you see when Brandon

came home the other night?

I didn't see nothing.

I stood in my room.

But you heard him.

The garage door woke me up.

Right.

Anything else?

I went to the garage

in the morning,

and I saw that he had cleaned

the front of the car.

You didn't touch anything?

No.

I wanted you to see it.

Why?

I just thought it was

something you should see.

He hit a deer.

He was drunk and he hit a deer.

Thank God it was only a deer.

Yes. Poor deer.

Thank you, Drina.

You're obviously a very

intelligent person.

I hope you understand if I decide

to handle this in my own way.

That's all right

with you, isn't it?

Yes, Mr. Crawford.

You're very understanding.

But what about the car?

I mean, we have to do something.

We have to fix it.

No, no, no.

We can't get the car

fixed, forget it.

The repair shops

will call the cops.

The car has to stay in the garage.

Forever.

It has to.

You can't take it out and

you can't get it fixed.

Do you understand?

Will the police find me?

I don't think they will.

We'll deal with that

when it happens.

Drina.

Excuse me, Mrs. Crawford.

Hello? Hello? I'm the...

Drina.

I need to talk to you.

Why don't we go into my office?

Please. Come in.

Sit down.

My wife and I have talked it over and we've

decided that we no longer need your services.

It's nothing that you

did or didn't do,

it's just that we've come

to the conclusion that we

don't need anyone to clean

out here, this house.

We're hardly ever here.

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