Babysitter's Black Book Page #5
I--I just--we're both going
to different schools.
It seems crazy
to start something now.
If you're not into me, just
have the balls to say it.
I'm just--I'm just not
that much fun right now.
My parents are broke.
I--I'm working my ass off
trying to figure out how
to pay for college.
I understand.
But I'm not gonna give up.
I really don't want you to.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Rachel is busy that afternoon,
but I'm sending Louise.
You'll love her.
Okay. Thanks.
How could you be so stupid?
I just forgot
my pills. Okay?
Shoot me.
- Is Jack the dad?
- Back off.
If she knew, at least
he could pay for the abortion.
Whoa. Who says anything
about an abortion?
Are--are you retarded?
She can't have a baby.
Why not? What, 'cause
it's inconvenient?
Tons of couples
would adopt this baby.
Okay. W--will you clue in
Miss Naive?
Listen to me.
This is your decision.
Whatever you want to do,
I support you.
And what am I gonna
tell my parents?
They're gonna kill me.
Well, if you get rid of it,
you won't have to tell them.
Okay, Rachel. None of us
wanted this to happen,
but it did.
All right?
It may screw up your plans,
but you can make new plans.
This is a baby
we're talking about.
Dr. Davis, telephone, please.
Dr. Davis, telephone, please.
This is not how
it's supposed to be.
I'm supposed to be
in love or married.
I'm not ready to be
a mom, not like this.
I'm such a freakin' idiot.
This is not a choice.
This is a nightmare.
You made a mistake,
but there are people
here you can talk to.
I know all the choices.
They all suck.
And where the hell
is Rachel?
I can't believe
she's bailing on me.
I totally can.
Woman:
Janet Moss.
Want me to
come in with you?
I love you, but I
have to do this alone.
How's Janet?
Huh. Like you give a damn.
Doctors' offices
freak me out. Okay?
I--I'll call her.
That'd be nice.
Ash.
Walter asked if
you're free this weekend.
Apparently he thinks
you're a hottie.
God, can't you just
give it a rest for a day?
Okay. I'm the only one
looking out for us.
Without me, neither of
you could pay for college.
Are you kidding?
This is the only thing
that you can think about.
I'm outta here.
Gilli.
Gilli, wait.
Gil--okay.
I got waitlisted
because of you.
I'm sorry?
You can't pay for it.
Everybody knows your family
is out-of-work losers.
Oh, that's weak, Harper.
That the best you got?
You'll never fit in.
You're not a Pressman girl.
What's a Pressman girl,
some stuck up rich b*tch
who couldn't get in
without Daddy's money?
Oh, that's right.
You didn't get in.
You pathetic loser.
A pathetic loser
who's going to Pre--
Oh, come on, ass hat.
Come on.
Let's go. Come on.
let's go!
You can't change who you are.
And so you'll always
be a miserable b*tch.
Better make me
look fabulous.
Ashley, meet Tiffany,
an old friend.
Walter, what's going on?
Let's take some
real pictures.
I'll talk to him.
It won't happen again.
Ugh. I feel dirty.
I don't want
to end up like her.
I want out.
You--you want out?
You--you want out of--
of what?
Pressman? Berkeley?
'Cause this is your ticket out
of your parents' broke-ass life.
Hey, I will find another
way to pay for school.
If I can't figure it out,
I'll go to community college.
But I can't do this.
Ash.
I thought, hey,
I'll get my degree.
I can forget about it,
just act like it didn't happen.
But, look, I can't--
I can't. I can't.
Okay.
It's--it's your life.
But promise me
you'll keep quiet.
Here they are,
my two star students.
Hey, Joe, you're gonna
to put this award on.
No kidding.
But you did it.
You worked your butt off.
You made sacrifices.
Good job.
- Oh.
- So proud of you.
Thank you, Daddy.
Look at this--
Ashley?
Hey, it's so great
to see you again.
What are you doing here?
Uncle Walter, Aunt Sharon's
been wondering where you were.
Walter:
Thanks, hon.
Mm-hmm.
God, it's hard to tell
who looks more terrified
back there, you
or Uncle Walter.
He's always had the hots
for young girls,
the old horn dog.
It was so great
to see you again.
Usually he buys
them fabulous gifts.
So what did you get?
You have an
overactive imagination.
We met at a meeting
of entrepreneurs.
We talked for five minutes.
That's it.
Do you know what would
be really amazing?
If he gave you cash.
You are so out of line.
I bet at the admissions
office at Pressman
would just get
a huge kick out of this.
Goody-goody Ashley's
a hooker.
You're disgusting.
You can't just make up crap
and spread it around.
Save it.
How about this?
Withdraw from Pressman,
I'll keep my mouth shut.
Don't, and I will tell
the school, the media,
basically the whole world.
Think about it.
Hey, here you go.
Hey, love the dress,
so cute. Here you go.
Mark?
Hey, hon, I, uh,
I have to stay late.
I'm working
the Rumson case.
I think you need
to come home.
Hey.
I assume you
read the article.
Yeah, yeah.
Nasty rumor.
Sad if it was true.
Does this, um, have anything
to do with you and Ashley?
What? No.
Honey, come--
Then why did she say
she had to leave by 5:00,
before you got home?
Mark.
Did you have sex
with Ashley?
Don't lie to me.
- Linda...
- Don't.
Don't touch me.
Linda, I thought
I was losing you.
Okay? I felt like old news.
Ashley, she thought
the world of me.
What? Are--are you trying
to blame this on me?
No.
It's on the years,
on the routine.
Honey, it's--
I just wanted to feel
powerful and exciting,
like the way Ashley saw me.
Oh, what am I supposed
to do with that, huh?
Go ahead, honey.
You know, feed your
vanity with a child.
Mark, she's a child.
Linda, I made a mistake,
but I love you. Okay?
What if someone did
that to our daughter?
Get out.
Get out of this house and
don't come near our children.
Trashy hoes.
Want to have
some fun later?
Sluts!
How about them old guys?
Hey, baby,
I got five bucks.
How about Joey's dad?
Skeevie hoes need to
stay away from our guys.
Is it true, what
Harper's been saying?
- Leave her alone.
- You shut up.
I'm sorry.
I was desperate.
Is that why you
won't sleep with me?
'Cause I didn't pay you?
No, no.
I really like you.
I just--I was afraid
I'd embarrass you
if this came out.
I'm s--I'm supposed
to be grateful that you
wouldn't sleep with me.
Daniel--Daniel, please.
Know what? Maybe you
should have paid me.
Girls from your high school
are turning tricks
to pay for college?
You're not a part
of this, are you?
Why?
My college fund was gone.
We needed money.
I didn't know what to do.
That's no excuse.
Ashley, you were not
raised this way.
Mark made it
seem so simple.
He'd pay for college if I...
Wh--if you what?
Made him happy.
I ought to kill him.
- He's got a daughter.
- I ended it.
I made a mistake.
Was he the only one?
Mark?
There was one other.
Okay. Okay.
I had so much
respect for you.
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