#malcolmlandgraab

Malcolm Landgraab: So, Joanna, I brought you here with a special reason.

Joanna: Oh, really?

Malcolm: Yes, one moment

Malcolm: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways I love the to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light I love thee freely, as men strive for right I love thee purely, as they turn from praise

Joanna: Oh, Malcolm

Malcolm: I love you, Joanna, do you want to marry me?

GEOFFREY- “Malcolm, you need to be a little more agreeable with Johnny. He may be your half brother, but he is still your blood. And that blood IS Landgraab blood, and by rights entitles him to the Landgraab money, so you may want to be a little nicer to him.”

MALCOLM -  “You are joking right? Did you hear what he just called me?? He has no respect for anyone...And do you really think Mother is going to leave him anything? She didn’t even want him to begin with.  Why do you think Aunt Penelope raised him?”

GEOFFREY- “Respect is two fold, you have to give it to receive it back, Malcolm. And it’s a good thing your mother did let your Aunt raise him. As she certainly did a better job with Johnny than what your mother has done with you. Trust me Malcolm, you attitude is not going to take you far in this world. You can't just expect everything to be given to you.”

MALCOLM- “It’s worked so far, father. And maybe it wasn’t mother that has failed in parenting, if I am not mistaken you both share in that responsibility, do you not?”

GEOFFREY- “. Anytime I have tried, your mother has interceded. If I had my way, you would be right up there with Johnny right now cleaning toilets, or in Military School. But no...God forbid if you had to do anything around here.”

MALCOLM- “You know what father, I am bored with this conversation and the pool. Maybe we can continue this conversation in some other lifetime….”

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Malcolm Landgraab: It's your turn, to begin

Joanna Barrow: Isn't white always suppose to begin?

Malcolm: Yeah, but then we have to switch places every time, that doesn't make sense.

Joanna: You're right

Malcolm: Your better at it then I thought you would

Joanna: I'm smart, don't underessitimate me

Malcolm: I believe you are

Joanna: Have you heart that my brother Ethan and his wife have left churchims?

Malcolm: Is he also one of the family's that left?

Joanna: Yes. They are preventing children now and Mathilde is trying to find a job.

Malcolm: Wow! But didn't they already had a bunch of children?

Joanna: yes, nine

Malcolm: That's a lot

Joanna: Yeah, seven girls, two boys

Malcolm: only two boys?

Joanna: Yeah, Ethan would have loved to have more sons, but you don't pick which gender you get

Malcolm: No, indeed.

Joanna: It does make me wonder sometimes

Malcolm: About what?

Joanna: What is the purpose of a woman?

Malcom: I don't know

Joanna: I think I wouldn't mind working

Malcolm: My mom worked a lot when I was growing up. And even when we joined churchims, she was still working in the beginning. She even does it now, from time to time.

Joanna: Really?

Malcolm: Yeah, but don't say that to other people. My mother don't want everybody to know that.

Joanna: Hmm, if we would get married some day, would you let me work?

Malcolm: Ofcourse, if that's what you want