Angie Page #7

gettin' it ready.

Aw, don't exaggerate.

I vacuumed. I made the bed.

Oh. It's beautiful.

I appreciate it.

I guess you'd like to be alone

a little bit. We'll see you later.

- I'll call you later. Okay?

- Okay.

- Great. Okay.

- Thank you.

I baptize you in the name

of the Father, and of the Son...

and of

the Holy Spirit.

God, the Father

of our Lord, Jesus Christ...

- has freed you from sin

and welcomed you...

into His

holy people.

He now anoints you with

the prism of salvation.

May he keep the flame

of faith alive in his heart.

And when the Lord comes, may he go out to meet

Him with all the saints in the heavenly kingdom.

So you may live always

as a member of His body...

sharing

everlasting life.

Amen.

I'll be right back.

Aunt Louisa, could you give us

some cake, please?

Would you like

some cheese?

Mangia.

Mangia.

Faster. Faster.

It was beautiful.

Beautiful ceremony.

- He don't like me, simple as that.

- Don't be crazy.

- He's colicky, that's all. - It's been a week.

When's he gonna breast-feed?

- Put him down. You can't pick him up every

time he cries. - Maybe Noel's bunny.

Here's your bunny, darling.

- Would you take him?

- Sure.

Where ya goin'?

I have to go.

I have to go out.

Think of a name for him while

you're out. It's embarrassing.

- Hello?

- Hi, Noel. It's Angie.

Hello, Angie.

Come on up.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Hey, you look great.

- Today was the christening.

- I had a baby. Maybe you heard.

- Yeah, it was on CNN.

- So, is he a he or is she a she?

- He's a he.

Great.

Well done.

Girls always wanna do stupid things like

wear dresses and eat cottage cheese.

- So, does he look like you?

- Yeah.

Panicked

and exhausted.

So, why didn't you come and see me

in the hospital?

I felt out of place.

You felt out of place?

Well, rise

to the occasion, Noel.

Everything's

different now.

I gotta know...

if you're in this thing or not.

Okay? So, make a commitment,

one way or the other.

All right.

I'm not.

So, what is it you've been doing with me

for the last seven months? Playing?

Yes.

Weren't you?

I just realized at the hospital that I couldn't

play at being a father to your kid.

So...

lighten up.

Don't tell me to lighten up, a**hole.

I have... I have sh*t goin' on in my life

that you know nothin' about!

Of course you're the only one. No one else has

commitments that scare the sh*t out of them.

You got commitments?

What, are you married?

You're married?

Oh, you're married.

What kind

of an idiot am I?

I forgot rule number one.

I'm separated...

sort of.

Ooh, right.

- So, everything this whole

time has been a lie? - Come on.

How long did it take you

to tell me about Vinnie?

Or about the baby

for that matter?

If I lie... so do you.

The thing is, I always thought that was

the best thing about us as a couple.

Huh.

It's funny how havin' a kid

changes everything.

A week ago,

this woulda really hurt.

Angie.

What?

How's the baby?

Oh.

He's perfect.

All right, just a second. I'm gonna

nurse you if it takes all night.

Jesus, Angie.

He-He just reached for me.

I-I...

Oh, Jesus. Angie.

Angie!

No. I didn't call you so you

could talk me out of it, Tina.

I called so you could...

help me with...

You have to explain it to everybody,

okay? I-I-I-I have to get away.

I have to go away...

- What if you don't find it?

How long you gonna be gone? - I don't know.

- Long enough to sort things out.

- You got your own kid to take care of.

I guess I'm just my mother's daughter.

She ran and now I'm running.

- You don't have to find your mother.

You help yourself. - Sh*t. I gotta go.

- Finding your mother

isn't gonna help you now. - Bye.

All aboard!

Angie, some stories

just have to tell themselves.

Coffee?

Yeah.

You read my mind.

Um... ma'am,

are you all right?

- Yeah. Why?

- Well, uh...

- Where's the ladies room?

- It's right around the corner.

Thank you.

Tina!

- Angela! That's her. Thank you.

- Oh, my God!

- Ange!

- Tina!

Baby.

- What the hell are you doin' here?

- I eat lunch here.

- What do you think I'm doin'? What

happened to your hair? - I can't believe it.

It fell out.

- In a blunt cut, right?

- I got lucky.

Hey.

Hey, findin' your mom's a big deal and

I didn't want you doin' it alone, okay?

So, I'm going with ya, okay?

Come on, I'm goin'.

- I don't understand.

How did you find me? - I'm a genius.

I called the bus company, found out the

route and then took a train to beat you.

- And then after, you come back with me, right?

- Where are the kids?

At my sister's. She's got Sega.

You know they love that stuff.

- What did Jerry say?

- Ah, screw him.

He'll be happy to have me

out of his hair for a while. Thanks.

Geez, it's like a friggin' morgue

on wheels here.

Hey, Daisy Mae.

How ya doin'?

- You sure this is it?

- 4418, Route 20, right?

- Well, welcome to Texas.

- Thanks.

Come on!

Give me a beer!

Dwarf tossing?

That is weird.

- What can I get ya?

- Um...

- I'm lookin' for Jean Colombo.

- She ain't here.

I'm her niece, Angela. Actually, I'm lookin'

for my mother, Joanne Scacciapensieri.

- You know her? - Jean Colombo doesn't

own this bar anymore. She sold it to me.

Do you know where

she went?

- It's important I find her.

- Way out west I think. I really couldn't help you.

- Where does her mail go?

- Honey, she's been gone 12 years already.

The only thing she gets is

a Christmas card. I throw those out.

- What are you gonna do, right?

- Hmm.

Come on.

We gotta get to town.

Come on.

Hey,

I'm not goin' back.

- Not goin' home?

- No.

What are you sayin', Angie?

You're not goin' back?

Not for the baby?

Not for nothin'?

No, it's better.

Pop and Kathy can raise him.

I know you can be cold sometimes,

but you got a baby now, Angela.

- You don't understand.

- No, I understand.

I understand that if you don't go back,

he's gonna have to be by himself with doctors.

That you are gonna put him through the same

sh*t you went through your whole life?

He don't want me.

I know that sounds crazy...

but it's like he knows

everything is my fault.

That is pathetic. To throw your f***ed-upness

onto that poor little baby!

I don't deserve him.

You don't deserve him?

You're his mother!

You are so selfish, Angela!

You come over like this regular girl.

Meanwhile, you do whatever

you wanna do and you don't care...

You shut your face! If you hate me

so much, why are you my friend?

I've been asking that question. When I think

how holier than thou you are about Jerry...

Oh, please!

I will tell you one thing. He would never ever

leave his own flesh and blood.

I'm goin, okay! I am not gonna be part

of this sickness! I'm goin' back home!

How is she?

Did she have

a good day?

I didn't.

- Aunt Jean. - What do you want, Angie?

Why don't you go on home?

I know she's in there.

I wanna see her.

- You go on back to your life and let us get

on with ours. - She's my mother.

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