Beautiful Page #5

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from the county courthouse.

Back to you, Kyle.

Come on, you moron!

- Your soccer game.

- Yeah, what about it?

I know we're a little late,

but maybe we haven't missed it.

I missed it!

You'll go the next game, right?

The way you practiced, you'll--

Come on. I'm really sorry.

I was really busy. I tried.

I was all the way out of town.

It was a really, really long way away.

Come on. I'll make you

some chocolate something.

Your mother finally called.

- What did she say?

- Some stuff.

- What did she say?

- I can't remember.

Tell me. What did she say?

Is she gonna come with me to Long Beach?

She's not.

Are you serious?

- Get in the car.

- Why? I don't want to.

- Get in the car.

- I don't want to get in the car.

I don't care what you want to do.

You're getting in the car.

- Where are we going?

- We're going to my house.

She has to go.

I mean, she has to go.

She has to go.

How come your mom and dad hate you?

He's not my dad.

I don't know.

Maybe they hate you because you're mean,

'cause you forget stuff.

Important stuff. And you never mean it

when you say you're sorry.

Vanessa, I am sorry.

I don't believe you.

Okay. We're here.

Nedra, get the damn door.

- Hi.

- Mona?

- It's me.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Wow.

Look at you.

I was at a convention

in Hatcher County.

- Hi.

- Hi. Hello.

- So?

- This is Ruby's little girl Vanessa.

- Hi.

- Hi.

We've been driving

for about an hour...

so perhaps we could have

something to drink.

Sure.

- I gotta use the bathroom.

- It's down the hall to the right.

- Well, look at you, huh?

- Right.

- Look at your hair.

- I straighten it now.

Here you go.

So you coming to the pageant or what?

Didn't you get my message?

Lurdy don't want to.

Then come alone.

- When is it again?

- A week from this Saturday.

That's not good for me.

- Why not?

- It just isn't.

Why can't you rearrange your schedule?

You know how important it is to me.

I can't. I just can't.

Ask someone to change shifts with you.

Just change shifts with someone.

Why is it such a big deal?

I'm just asking you,

just for one night.

No, Mona. I just can't.

Don't you understand? I just can't.

"You are beautiful."

"Never give up."

Quit asking me all these questions.

I said no.

Mom, I never asked you for anything.

It's one night.

It won't cost you a dime.

I swear to God, it won't.

I'll get you room service and a car.

I've been working toward this

since I was eight.

Why do you hate me?

I don't hate you.

I don't understand you.

Well, what don't you understand?

I don't know.

You scare me.

That look in your eyes.

Like you was always hungry,

and then you never would eat anything.

Hey, Ma, you ever heard of

those Pomeranian orphans?

What kind of orphans?

Pomeranian.

What are you talking about?

It's Romanian, Mona, Romanian.

- I thought she was talking about a dog.

- She don't know sh*t. She never did.

My point-- I got the word wrong.

I was picturing one of them yappy things

that Roberta has, all them dogs of hers.

She kind of looks like

one of Roberta's dogs.

- Now, now. Now.

- Look at me. I'm Miss American Miss.

- Stop it.

- No, listen.

Listen.

It's like love is a sort of language,

and they never learned the words.

You're just not a happy girl,

are you?

I wanna go now.

Okay, we're going.

- Tell her good luck.

- I got--

I'm not moving till

you tell your daughter...

that she's one of the 50 most beautiful,

talented ladies in America.

She wore the judges down.

You're mean.

You're a mean, mean lady.

Get her outta here!

You're both aggravating me,

and I got a headache!

What--

What's happened?

Where's Vanessa?

She's outside.

Why didn't you send her in?

I wanna say hi.

I just-- You gotta tell me

what I'm gonna do.

'Cause I can't win if there's

no one in my family box.

And my mother won't come,

so I got no one.

I just need you to tell me

what to do...

'cause I worked

really hard, I mean--

Rubes, you know how hard

I worked. You know?

- Just tell me what to do, Ruby.

- For crying out loud, Mona.

Please tell me what to do.

Tell you what to do.

Ruby, I-- What's--

My God, Mona!

Look around.

I'm in jail.

I can't help you.

I can barely help myself right now,

and who's gonna help Vanessa?

I'll tell you what to do.

Go home and cook Vanessa some dinner.

And then maybe you rub her back

until she falls asleep for once.

I can't.

Grow up, Mona!

You're not the one

who needs a mother anymore.

Ruby, I just need you

to tell me--

No. You stop it,

and you listen to me, Mona.

Look at me.

I'm gonna get out of this

because I didn't do anything wrong.

Then I'm gonna forget about it...

and it'll just be something bad

that happened in my life.

I'll let it go.

But you won't let the bad things go.

You just hold onto them like...

everything bad that's

ever happened in your life.

You never see

the good things--

good things that have been in your life

for a really long time now.

Go home, Mona.

Send Vanessa in.

I wanna say hi.

You never see the good things.

You won't let

the bad things go.

You would fit in beautifully.

- Why do your mom and dad hate you?

- You didn't win.

- Don't you want Mom to win?

- No.

Move over, Scum-o-la.

I think it's "Muh-ho-na, "baby.

So, how was your day today?

Oh, I see you had a Wal-Mart opening.

You didn't go, did you?

Mona, can you hear me?

Oh, come on, Mona.

Answer me.

Get up, Mona. Get up!

Ruby told me to tell you.

You have to pack. You have to go.

You're supposed to leave

for the pageant tomorrow.

You've worked

your whole life for this.

Who's that?

- Right wing.

- She's a Republican?

On my soccer team.

Ruby says if you win,

I'll go to a nice foster family.

You know, if you win.

What do you mean, if I win?

Well, how can you win lying

on that couch eating all day?

Wanna look at the mail?

Look! It's your

Miss American Miss souvenir book.

Oh, wow. Look at all these

really pretty girls.

So, let me see.

Miss Indiana wrote

a children's book...

about a dyslexic mouse

based on the adversities...

she overcame in her own life.

And Miss Rhode Island

was in the Peace Corps...

and assisted in building housing

for 500 families.

Up hers.

That's the spirit.

And here you are.

Did they take this picture special?

'Cause it's great.

It says your hobbies are aerobics

and riding roller coasters.

Since when?

It makes me look carefree.

The judges like carefree.

Here's the one who donated marrow

to her dying foster sister.

Hey, you two

are exactly alike!

Her hobbies are aerobics

and riding roller coasters too.

What? Let me see that.

- That fat, pug-nosed, lyin'--

- B*tch.

- Hey! You just watch your mouth.

- Fine.

- I'm allowed to say sh*t. You can't.

- Whatever.

Oh, God!

Come on, Mona.

Don't just sit there.

I can help.

- Really?

- Mm-hmm.

I've gotta sit on this suitcase

till that goes shut.

We'll pack this and this.

And this.

Come on, Mona.

Let's go pack.

What?

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