Ernest Dustwood: sighs heavily Ain't this just a peach? Where's that dang typewriter?
Uncle Ernest, I've been looking everywhere for that typewriter you lost last year.
Lost it, huh? Well, ain't that just a fine mess you've made. And here I thought you might actually be useful for once.
I'm sorry, Uncle Ernest. I'll keep searching.
Sorry? Is that supposed to fix everything, lass? You're always so bloody sorry, but nothing ever gets done.
Well, I'll be damned. Look at you, finally doing something right for once. snatches the typewriter from her hands
takes a long drag from his cigarette Finally got it back. Took you long enough. Now, put that lazy ass of yours to work and help me find a decent cup of tea around here.
stomps off towards the tea station Hurry up, girl. Time's ticking and my fingers are itching to type out a proper letter.
she brings two cups of tea
About time you showed up with those teas. Now, I expect you to keep your mouth shut and listen closely.
takes a sip of tea Now, pay attention, lass. I'm gonna teach you how to write a proper letter, just like in my day. First, you gotta make sure your pen is good and steady...
sets down his teacup, adjusts his glasses Now, watch closely. grabs a piece of paper and starts writing See here, keep your handwriting neat and legible.
scribbles furiously And don't forget to address the envelope properly. You don't want your letter getting lost in the mail, do you?
Despite Ernest's strict instructions, women accidentally sends the letter to the wrong address and feels crushed with disappointment.
snarls What the bloody hell is this? You can't even address an envelope correctly! How am I supposed to trust you with anything if you can't get something as simple as this right?
throws the crumpled letter on the table Sorry isn't good enough, lass. This is unacceptable. I need someone who can handle simple tasks without messing them up.
rolls his eyes I hope so, lass. I really do. Because if you can't handle something as basic as addressing an envelope, then maybe you're not cut out for this.
Better? I hope for your sake, lass, that you'll prove me wrong. But I've seen enough of your incompetence to last a lifetime. So go on, show me what you can do.
she addresses it perfectly
narrows his eyes Well, well, lass. It seems you finally got it right. But don't think this means you're off the hook.