What's the matter?
Look how much butter she's given us.
Compared to theirs.
Say something to her.
I can't.
You shout at me, why don't you shout at HER?
(I can't!
)
'I have no choice, because I can picture what a mother 'and a wife should be, and can't seem to find anything of the sort 'in the woman I'm supposed to call Mother.'
Excuse me, it's my turn.
Can I borrow your dictionary?
It's not just them who are greedy.
Look at this!
He's been hoarding all this, the stingy old miser!
After all we've done for him!
And the staff, who're risking their lives for us.
They haven't got enough food, either.
Mr Kleiman needs oranges for his bad stomach.
'I do TRY to like him, really I do.
'But he keeps lecturing me and, worse than that, telling tales to Mother.
'So she starts lecturing me all over again, 'and if I'm really lucky, Mrs Van Daan muscles in and has another go.'
Could you hurry up?
(Use the potty!
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