[
to Vermeer, after seeing her own portrait for the first time]
Griet:
You looked inside me...
Tanneke:
His by-blow was dry before the paint was!
Van Ruijven:
You have very wide eyes.
Catharina:
[
in tears] Why don't you paint me?
Vermeer:
Because you don't understand.
Catharina:
[
gesturing toward Griet indignantly] And *she* does?
[
after cornering Griet]
Van Ruijven:
[
maliciously] Ripe as a plum, still unplucked.
[
after bringing meat for the birth feast]
Pieter:
Not even a smile for my pains?
Griet:
Not today.
Pieter:
Come on.
[
she refuses]
Pieter:
I shall put it in the book, then: "Owed by Griet: one smile."
[
Griet gives in and smiles]
[
last lines]
Tanneke:
Well, I've come to the right place, then. This is for you.
[
first lines]
Griet's Mother:
Griet! Leave that.
[
referring to a yellow paint which comes from cow's urine, used in Vermeer's portrait of Mistress van Ruijven]
Van Ruijven:
You've glazed my wife in dried piss.
Maria Thins:
[
referring to Van Ruijven while speaking to Griet] You're a fly in his web... we all are.
Catharina:
She's dishonest, always sneaking around, shirking her work!
Griet:
Good morning, madam.
[
curtsies]
Catharina:
Don't speak until you are spoken to.
Van Ruijven:
How hard is it to paint a pretty girl?
Pieter:
Don't get caught up in his world.
Griet:
I may only be a maid, but I would NEVER give in to Master Van Ruijven!
Pieter:
I wasn't talking about Van Ruijven...
Van Ruijven:
[
speaking to Griet] I hear you have been of great use to your master. All that grinding and stirring, eh?
Griet:
[
enters the room, where Maria Thins and Catharina sit quietly by the fireplace, and curtsies]
Catharina:
Yes?
Griet:
Madam, shall I wash the windows?
Catharina:
[
Scoffs] You don't need to ask me about such matters.
Griet:
It's just...it may change the light.
[
both Catharina and Maria Thins stare at Griet questioningly]
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