Angel Page #5

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I did. Why?

I was just wondering if you guys

decided when she's coming...

you know, for the birth or after.

Oh God, I don't know.

It's months away.

- I haven't really thought about it.

- She's not gonna stay

- more than two weeks, is she?

- I don't know.

Why, Heather?

What's this about?

Well, I was thinking.

Maybe I could help

take care of the baby.

You wouldn't have to

hire a stranger.

You could actually pay me for something,

instead of always just giving me money.

Nicole, I would do

such a good job.

I just can't wait to hold her,

love her and cuddle her.

This is gonna be

so amazing.

It's an idea.

I'll think

about it, okay?

Okay.

Because I don't really know

what's happening with work.

I might not go back.

I might stay home

full-time.

- Oh, really?

- Mm-hmm.

Okay.

How's the transcribing

job going?

- Did they give you more work?

- No, what a nightmare.

I did this whole job,

like some lecture about

the welfare state or something,

and I go to hand it in,

and they're like,

"No, you can't give us

stuff in Word Perfect.

You're gonna have to convert it.

It's in the wrong format."

What format did they want it in?

Didn't they tell you that

- to begin with?

- No, and I was using Demetria's computer,

and she doesn't have Word, so I get

this bootleg program from Matthew.

You remember him from Kaplin?

He's letting me stay with him.

He gives me this disc.

I inserted it into my computer

and the whole thing

just froze up.

Why are you staying

with Matthew?

He said I could.

Did Demetria

kick you out?

No, Demetria

didn't kick me out.

Those cats were

giving me migraines.

You paid her

that back rent, right?

Yeah, I'm going to.

I told you.

Heather, I gave you money

to pay the rent.

She's been out of town.

How can I pay her if she's not here?

Jesus Christ, Heather.

Whatever, Nicole.

You don't

have to judge me.

I'm doing my best.

I'm sorry.

Are you staying

for dinner?

No, I can't eat.

I have to go to yoga class

in an hour.

Oh, okay.

Hey, it's me.

It's... oh... 8:
00.

My conference call

got delayed,

and now we're not

gonna get started

till 6:
30 their time.

So it looks like

it's gonna be a late night.

I'll call you

when I get done, but...

Have some more

chicken, Angel.

- There's plenty here.

- Thank you, Ms. Green.

It'll all work out,

you'll see.

You have to

have faith.

Little bit of luck

never hurts either.

What about skill?

You need skill to survive

on the mean streets of Brooklyn.

How would you know? You never

get off that couch long enough

to walk down

the street to Brooklyn.

- Huh!

- Oh, you laugh!

But when you drop over

with a heart attack before the age of 20,

it's me who's

gonna be crying.

- What are you talking about, heart attack?

- You heard me.

Well, that's what happens

when you don't get dressed for gym.

I had a doctor's note.

Please.

What doctor gave you that note?

I never seen it.

Mom, Dr. Xavier.

He said I was a mutant,

and mutants

can't take gym class.

It messes up their

molecular structure.

- Their what?

- Their molecular structure.

What?

Don't you do it, Angel.

It's Raymond's responsibility.

- That's okay.

- No, it is not okay.

He's too lazy to take

the elevator down to the laundry.

There's monsters

down there.

- There's monsters in that sleeping bag.

- Come on, Mom.

Dirt, dust, grime,

slime, nasty monsters.

Now you need to get off your behind

and get downstairs.

I'm not playing

with you right now.

Let's go.

That's hitting to the solar plexus

right there.

That could kill a motherf***er

in an instant.

Choke hold takes,

like, five seconds,

- if you do it right.

- (door opens)

- I'm taking your room, Raymond.

- Unh-unh.

Don't tell me, "Unh-unh,"

you see a sleeping child here.

Where you wanna put her,

on the kitchen floor?

I got company. Why you wanna

put Angel out like that?

Don't start,

okay, Raymond?

- Angel can sleep on the couch.

- Where am I gonna sleep?

Why you always gotta get in a fight

with your babydaddy,

- come over here and disrupt my game?

- I'm not in the f***ing mood.

- Don't f*** with me right now.

- What's going on out here?

- Hello, Chantel.

- Hey, Ms. Green.

- How you doing?

- I was doing fine.

I was having a very sweet dream,

thank you very much.

- How long you here for?

- I don't know, Ma.

- I'm gonna talk to him tomorrow.

- Raymond,

you and Angel

can sleep out here.

Your sister needs

your room.

Raymond, can you turn that down?

I have a headache.

- Raymond.

- You need to get it together,

- straighten out your life.

- Shut up.

No, you need a plan.

- This routine's getting old.

- Shut up!

- Turn that down, please, Raymond.

- You heard what she told you?

Raymond, I asked you

to turn it down.

What you do that for?

Turn it back on! Gimme it!

Well, since you got me up,

you hungry?

You don't gotta

make me no food, Mom.

Why don't you sit yourself down?

Let me see what I have here.

The sleeping bag's probably dry.

I'm gonna go get it.

All right.

Where you going, Angel?

Sleeping bag.

It's 66 at 6:
00.

- Hi.

- Could I get a butter roll?

Thanks.

Hi, can I have another one

of those applications?

Sure.

What happened

to you yesterday?

Yeah, I know.

I, uh...

I got paged,

had to run, sorry.

Yeah.

Is Mr. Powell here yet?

Yeah, he's here,

but you have to fill that stuff out first,

no matter what.

He came to Career Day.

Okay.

Well, he said I could

come by and ask for him.

Just wait over

there a minute.

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