America Page #4

- No, she's not dead.

She's in a nursing home not far from

here, and if you like, we could go see her.

- Yeah. Okay.

- Okay.

America

What happened just then?

We were talking about Mrs. Harper, and

you checked out. You went someplace.

- Where did you go?

- I didn't go anywhere, okay?

I'm here. I'm right here!

We all go away in our minds

sometimes. Everyone does it.

It's totally normal. Really, I mean,

things are too painful to talk about,

you don't want to think about it, you

get a little brain break, you know?

A little vacation in your

mind. Everything shuts off.

You go someplace safe.

Okay, I'm screwed

up, all right?

- I knew that already.

- You are not screwed up.

You're human! That's

how we protect ourselves.

- I'm out of here.

- Hey, come on!

Have I ever walked out on

you? Even once? Have I? No.

You gotta stop walking out on

me, all right? We're past that.

When you go away in your

head, tell me, where do you go?

Mount Everest.

- Mount Everest?

- Yeah.

It's cold, so cold

you go numb all over.

And you don't feel

anything there?

It's peaceful, quiet,

and now that I told you,

I don't think

I can go there anymore.

Maybe you won't have to.

What's that word?

"This side up".

You're guessing.

Don't guess. Sound it out.

You think I'm dumb,

and you don't like me anymore!

Well, I've always liked you.

Before, now, forever! America!

- That's a bunch of crap!

- Hey, come on. Come on, America.

You getting all riled

up. Help me with supper.

We gotta take care of

her. We a team, you and me!

Tuck your fingers

under, like I showed you.

Professional, all right?

So you don't cut yourself.

Here you go. You

need to relax.

You're too tense.

Here, try this.

Come on, it'll relax you.

What are you? A little girl?

Come on, man! Look here.

Now try.

- That's better. Yeah.

- That better? Yeah. Good.

You be cool, and I'll

teach you how to spell.

I'll help you

with your spelling.

- Are you ready?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Let's go!

- All right. What's that?

- "P."

- Right. And this one here?

- "E."

- Now here's a real difficult one.

- "N."

- And the easiest one of all.

- "I."

- And the snake! The snake.

- "S."

Now put it all together.

- "Penis. "

- What?

"Penis. "

- Say it!

- "Penis!"

Crazy! Here, have some more.

I don't think she'd like this.

She not going to know. It's

gonna be our little secret.

Now, go ahead, finish it up.

And now you going to drink or

you going to cut the celery?

- You look very nice.

- I ironed my shirt in the laundry room.

- Who taught you to iron?

- Reggie.

Yeah? Good guy, huh?

There's nothing

wrong with Reggie.

- Are you ready?

- Yeah.

- You're sure?

- Yeah.

All right.

Then go right through here.

She used to talk about

you. Her boy, America.

She doesn't talk much

anymore, but I know she hears.

Mrs. Harper? Mrs. Harper? Guess

who's here to see you? America.

Well, you've been waiting

on him. Here he is.

Hello, Miss Harper.

It's been a long time.

Do you remember when we

used to play hide and seek?

- Do you remember that?

- I remember.

And all the angels

you used to paint?

Angels.

I'm sorry for what I did.

I never... I never

meant to hurt you.

I...

Your ring. Your magic ring.

You like that ring? You like

that ring? You like that ring?

Now if you have good luck,

you gonna give me some?

I remember you used to say that if

I rubbed it, I would have good luck.

Yes, good luck.

I love you.

I forgive you.

She smelled the same.

- Mint and Chap Stick.

- The smells of home.

Yeah.

- Hey, Dr. B.

- Yeah?

- I wanna work in the kitchen.

- Why?

- My brother works in the kitchen.

- Your brother?

Yeah, my brother Brooklyn,

he works in the kitchen.

I'll see what I can do.

- Brooklyn.

- What the heck are you doing here?

Working. I got a job here. I've had

experience working in the kitchen.

Look, I'm not

trying to bother you,

but since we're both here, there's

a lot of stuff we could talk about.

- I don't think so.

- Why not?

I told you before, I don't

remember nothing. Nothing at all.

Look, it wasn't right, okay?

They should've kept us all

together. We're brothers.

Get back to the

pots and pans, man.

- I been looking for you...

- Enough!

Give it up. Just give it up.

Forget it.

- Liza is hot.

- Fish, do you know what hot is?

I didn't think so.

Hey, Fish, wanna dance?

- No, I don't wanna.

- I'm guessing you don't dance, right?

- No.

- Figured.

Come on, girl. Come on.

America! America!

Dance isn't over until 10:00.

It's over for me. Your

boyfriend's looking for you.

- He's not my boyfriend. He's a jerk.

- Yeah, whatever.

I've missed you.

Missed talking to you.

You haven't missed anything,

okay? Just leave me alone.

- Can you stop?

- Look, would you just leave me alone?

- My scars.

- It's okay.

You're beautiful.

More beautiful than

anything I've ever seen.

- No, wait. Stop!

- It's okay.

I can't. Just...

- What's wrong?

- I don't want to anymore, okay?

- I don't want to.

- Why?

You're... You're all scarred up,

okay. You're just... You're ugly!

- I know you, and this isn't you.

- Just leave me alone, okay?

- Stay away from me! Your an ugly skank!

- What's with you?

Just leave me alone, okay?

Just leave me alone.

Rice up!

- Enchiladas.

- Come on, man.

- So what happened?

- What do you think happened?

Liza wanted it bad.

She was begging for it.

Oh, yeah?

Come on, Shoelaces, don't be so stingy.

I mean, Liza wasn't last night.

She was all over me.

Yo, man.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Lose the knife!

- Let go!

- I'll kill him.

Chill, man! Just chill, all

right? I'm gonna let you go.

Look, somebody clean this up!

Okay, dude,

you're out of jail.

Get back to your room.

- Don't get into any more trouble.

- Fine.

America. America, guess what?

- They're sending Marshall away.

- Good.

He's been transferred to

Fairfield. Fairfield, that's bad!

- And Liza's going home.

- Liza?

Yeah. Reunification,

I heard it.

She's a skank, huh?

No, Fish. That's not

true. She's not a skank.

America, what's a skank?

Liza! Liza!

What do you want?

You weren't gonna tell

me you were leaving?

Why would you care?

I didn't mean any of that

stuff I said the other night.

I know.

It was your first time, huh?

Kind of.

Come in.

- You and Marshall, you...

- I was mad at you.

My mom's coming to

pick me up this morning.

She's nuts, you know.

When I was eight years old,

my dad pretty much shot his

head off with a deer rifle.

I don't want to

end up like them.

You won't. It's up to you.

One more.

Aren't you gonna say anything?

- What do you want me to say?

- Tell me you love me.

- What?

- Even if you don't mean it.

Just say it.

I love you.

Feels good to say it, right?

- Yeah.

- Feels good to hear it, too.

I should go.

- People are probably waking up.

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