Crossroads Page #4

Did you go to the police?.

No.

I'm from a trailer park.|I got drunk and got in his car.

So, Kurt's not the father?.

I saw this ad in a magazine.

So I called up this lawyer in|Atlanta, and she sent me this stuff.

Um, all these pictures|and letters...

of all these people|who want babies.

- I was supposed to pick one.|- The guy...

what was his name?.

I don't know.

Why did we stop being friends?.

I don't know.|People drift apart.

Promise me we won't|drift apart again.

Come here.

And where have you been|all night?.

Thankyou.

For what you did|last night, I mean.

Thanks.

Scoot over.

I'm never drinkin' again. Honest.

This burrito is so good.

Don't mention food.

- What are you doing?.|- Chilling.

- Wake him up.|- Y'all, he's been driving all day.

- We can't just stay here.|- We should just let him sleep.

- Uh-uh.|- We'll let him sleep.

Lucy, get his keys.

He told us we couldn't drive|his car. I can't do that.

Why not?. It's not like we're|gonna drive this over a cliff.

- It's stupid to stay here.|- I'll drive.

Get his keys.

- Yeah, get his keys.|- Why do I have to get his keys?.

Because Kit and I voted|and you lost.

Get the keys.

Yeah, Lucy, get his keys.

- This is stealing.|- It's not stealing if he's in the car.

No, it's kidnapping.

Okay, stop.

Oh, I got it.

Go, go.

You failed driver's ed,|didn't you?.

Maybe.

- Move over.|- Oh, God.

Guys, smile for the camera.

Go ahead, turn it on, turn it on.

Let's go, girls

I'm goin'out tonight|and I'm feeling all right

I'm gonna let|it all hang out

Wanna make some noise|Really raise my voice

Wanna make some noise|Really raise my voice

Yeah, I'm gonna scream and shout

Get a little outta line

I ain 't gonna act|politically correct

I only wanna have a good time

The best thing about being a woman

Is the prerogative|to have a little fun and

Oh, oh, oh|Go totally crazy

- Hi! Did you have a good nap?.|- Yeah.

Stop, stop the car.

Don't be mad. You looked so sweet|when you were sleeping.

- We just didn't wanna wake you.|- Stop the car.

- It's against the law to park here.|- It's my car.

- We're almost at an exit.|- Stop the damn car!

- Mimi, go talk to him.|- Uh-uh, you go talk to him.

- Nobody's gonna go talk to him.|- I know, he's mad.

And he has killed before.

Mimi, you said|he didn't kill anyone.

- I said I thought he didn't.|- Oh, my God.

- It's okay, I'll go.|- I'm sorry.

God!

Be careful, Lucy.

- We're sorry.|- I've been in a car full of chicks.

Do you have any idea what it's like|being surrounded by girls?.

Being a girl yourself,|I know, stupid question.

But I'm a guy, okay?.|I'm a guy.Just a guy.

And I have been listening|to girl talk and watching you do...

your girl things for days.

I'm not complaining, 'cause,|let's face it, I'm outnumbered.

But that's my car.

It's my car, and it's just--

It's the one thing that hasn't|been taken over by chicks.

- Okay?.|- Okay.

- Ben?.|- Yeah?.

Were you really in jail?.

Yeah, I was.

- So you killed a guy?.|- What?.

Who said I killed a guy?.

Everybody back home.

Oh, man.|No, I didn't kill a guy.

What did you do then?.

I was in college, and I get|this call from my stepsister.

She wants me to come get her 'cause|my stepdad is beating her up.

My mom can't stop him, so...

I drive home in|the middle of the night...

and she throws her things out|the window and climbs out...

and then I drive her back|to school in Ohio with me.

- And you went to jail for that?.|- That's the thing.

There's this law...

against driving a child that's|not a relative across state lines...

and my stepdad of course|pressed charges.

But, you know, it's okay.|I only got six months...

and I had to stay in Ohio|for a year's probation.

My sister got to go live|with her mom.

You all really thought|I killed a guy?.

Yeah.

What were you thinking getting|into a car with a homicidal maniac?.

- Why are we stopping?.|- You'll see.

- Mimi, you okay?.|- Oh, yeah, I'm fine.

Look.

It's like you have to whisper.

Hello!

Man. We gotta make time. The next|hotel is still an hour away.

Ben, do you have enough|sleeping bags for all of us?.

You serious?.

You really want to camp here?.

Yeah.

It sounds like fun.

You gotta keep your thumb|on the outside like this.

Right. Now, the trick is...

you don't want to let him know|that you're gonna hit him.

Maybe like look away first.

And then, when he least expects it,|you throw your whole body into it.

What are you doing to her?.

I'm teaching her how to fight|because every girl...

should know how|to throw a decent punch.

That was decent.

I'm gonna go to bed.

I'm gonna go to the ladies room.|Where is it again?.

Third bush after the rock|over there.

- This one?.|- That one, yeah.

What are you always|writing in there?.

Poems, mostly.

Can I hear one?.

Okay. One.|But you can't laugh.

"I used to think I had|the answers to everything...

but now I know that life|doesn't always go my way.

It feels like I'm caught in the|middle, and that's when I realize...

that I'm not a girl,|and not yet a woman.

All I need is time,|just a moment that's mine.

And while I'm in between,|I'm not a girl."

I liked it.

Really?.

Yeah, really, I like it.

- What?.|- You got ash on your face.

- Where?.|- I'll get it.

There.

- What's wrong?.|- What happened?.

Something bit my ass.

- Let me see.|- It's a snake bite.

No, Mimi,|that's a mosquito bite.

Don't look!

- How could I not?. It's nothing.|- But it could've been a snake.

All right! We are outta here|at the crack of dawn.

Nothing's biting my ass.

So we'll be in Tucson today?.

- Around 4:
00, I think.|- Are you nervous?.

Should I call and tell her I'm|coming, or should I just show up?.

- I should just show up, right?.|- Surprise is always better.

She's gonna be|real happy to see you.

I hope so.

You'll call and tell me everything|about the audition, right?.

-You could still come with us.|-We don't leave town until tomorrow.

I'll be fine, okay?.

You know where we're staying|ifyou need us.

Bye.

- Thanks.|- Yeah.

I guess this is it.

I guess, yeah.

What?.

- Good luck.|- Thanks.

Can I help you?.

It's me, Mama-- Lucy.

Come in.

You have a really nice house.

Thankyou, Lucy.

Tucson seems like|a really nice city.

It is.

Can I askyou|why you're here, Lucy?.

Can I askyou|why you're here, Lucy?.

I wanted to see you.

And why was that, Lucy?.

Well, you're my mother.

Why do you keep|saying my name like that?.

Hold on a moment.

Hello?.

Sweetie, tell Joey's mommy I said|you could swim for another hour...

ifyou put on more sunscreen.

I don't want you to burn.

Daddy will pickyou up at 5:00.|I love you.

- I have brothers?.|- Well, yes.

- How old are they?.|- Ten and seven.

Do they know about me?.

Lucy, I think we need|to have a talk.

Whoa|Wait, seven, eight.

Five, six--

Come on in. Here.

- What happened?.|- What's wrong?.

- Get some towels, please?.|- I'm fine.

So, Luce, you got to see|your mom, right?.

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