Dirty Girl Page #4

Clarke.

- You've gotta be more careful with her.

- Sorry.

How would you like

to be dropped on your head?

I have been dropped on my head.

Daddy says Mama dropped me,

and that's what

accounts for my feminine ways.

You trying to make Joan a lesbian?

You gays are always trying

to convert everybody.

- [Scoffs]

- Well, I don't see no damage.

None that Hatcher

would notice, anyway.

If you're not going back, why are

you so worried about your grade?

Go to sleep.

A long day ahead of us tomorrow.

You ever tried Magic Fingers?

Lay down. [giggles]

OK, OK, now do this.

- [Voice vibrating] Uh...

- [Danielle's voice vibrating] Uh...

[both laughing]

Oh! Sh*t! Goddamn it!

You can't yank like that, that fast!

Well, I see you made a friend.

Joseph?

What happened to your behind?

What took you so long?

Well, you took one car and Clarke

took the other and I had to walk.

I swear to God, Peggy.

I'm going to get my hands on him.

I don't know what I'm gonna do,

but I'm gonna do something probably.

Joseph?

I want you to promise me

that you will not hurt him.

You know how humiliating this is?

I got a biker rapist

picking glass out of my ass.

Well, our son could have called.

Am where am I? I am here,

bailing my husband out of jail.

Officer, could you just open this

damn cell door and let me out?

[Keys jingling]

Officer, if I refuse

to take my husband right now,

what is going to happen?

Why, Peggy? You're not

refusing to take your husband.

Well, seeing as though it's the weekend,

the judge won't be here till Monday.

And would he have

to stay here all locked up?

- Hm-hm.

- No.

I don't have to stay locked up here,

because you're getting me out.

- Then I refuse to take my husband.

- What?

I'm gonna go find our son.

And you are never, ever, ever

going to hurt him again.

Peggy, don't get emotional.

You're not supposed to get emotional.

You know what happens when you

get emotional, you get stupid.

Rot!

What's wrong with you?

Bust my f***ing eardrum.

Peggy!

Peggy?

[# Teena Marie:
"Lovergirl"]

- [Danielle and Clarke] Whoo!

- [Danielle] Dear Diary,

New Mexico is brown and flat.

Mom does most of the driving, because

she thinks that Dad goes too slow.

Daddy is happy, being a man

and all, just navigating.

- He is a most excellent map reader.

- # Shoop-de-bop!

With the division of labor

so neatly divided

and both of them willing to stay in

their designated roles, I'm convinced...

# Funky pops!

... that I have the happiest

family there ever was.

# Coffee, tea or me baby

# Touch ole

# My opening line

might be a bit pass, yes

# But don't think that

I don't know what I'm feeling for you

# 'Cause I got a vibe on you the

first time that I saw you, saw you

# I need your love

and I won't bring no pain

# A little birdie told me

that you feel the same

# I'm for the real

and for you I'm true blue

# Let's make a deal, sugar

all I want to do is

# Be your one and only lover... #

Did you see that guy?

- Pull over.

- Press on we must, Clarke.

Press on we must.

You're the one who keeps saying

you need to get me laid.

[Giggling]

[Ray] Sweetheart, did you

eat something today?

[Sue-Ann] Go on in, I'll whip

you up some flapjacks, OK?

Can I sleep in Danielle's room?

Honey, you can sleep

anywhere you want.

[Ray] Let's all just go inside.

Put your stuff away.

- Excuse me.

- Yeah?

This is incredibly embarrassing,

but I have reason to believe

that my son has

run off with your daughter.

Oh, God, I should never

have left her alone.

Listen, horny children

are the least of my worries.

- They'll turn up, they always do.

- My son is gay!

[Whispers] Oh...

Oh, Lord, I never

said that out loud before.

Are you Clarke's mama?

I've lost my son.

[Ray] Sue-Ann!

- [Sue-Ann] Yeah?

- [Ray] Someone broke in!

- There's glass all over your bed.

- What?

- Goodness.

- [Peggy] Oh...

My husband is just a little bit

testy when it comes to our son.

I promise I'll pay for any damages.

Oh, no. Oh, no.

[Toilet flushing]

Excuse me.

Are those Bugle Boy jeans

that you're wearing?

It's this one right here.

[Clarke] Hey, Danielle.

Joel here is wondering if we

could drop him off in Vegas?

- I...

- I told him it wouldn't be a problem,

this being my car and everything.

I got a job there waiting for me.

- Listen, Joel...

- And the cool thing is that,

unlike some people...

...Joel is willing

to help out with expenses.

Yeah, I got money,

I just ain't got wheels.

Get in.

Danielle, you don't mind driving do you?

We don't know him.

You said you wanted to think

of a way to thank me?

This is a distraction

from our stated goals.

- You have your destiny, I have mine.

- F***.

[Clarke and Joel

chattering indistinctly]

[Danielle] Dear Diary, it turns out

that Daddy is a big, fat whore.

I'm a lucky girl that I'm

learning such valuable lessons

- about the true nature of men.

- [Joel laughs]

- Oh, you like that.

- [Giggling]

So what sort of work

do you have in Vegas?

Oh, it went right on my tooth.

[Laughs] I'm a dancer.

Like on Fame.

Well, no. I'm not all that technical.

I'm more free form.

- Can you do splits?

- You dance for tips, right?

That's why you got all them singles.

It's my art. If people want

to give me money for my art,

that just makes me

a professional artist.

Right, you're a stripper.

- Erotic entertainer.

- Stripper.

Ow!

Lots of people can't make

a living doing what they love.

You're lucky.

You get me, don't you? Huh?

- You do, don't you?

- Stop.

[Both laughing, yelling]

- I can do splits, too.

- [Clarke] You are bad.

Are you telling me

my little boy's in California?

- Sue-Ann?

- I kept it from her too long.

- How did this happen?

- Oh, I don't know. I don't know.

We are going to need

to contact Danielle's father.

What? Wait. No.

- Wait a minute.

- Do you have feelings for this... guy?

- No, of course not!

- It's written all over your face.

We have an address.

Do we have a phone number?

You don't understand,

he don't know about her.

I don't know what I would say.

I thought this part of my life was over.

- It is over!

- Look, Ray!

Don't be like that, all right?

Now this is a minor,

little big deal, OK?

I'm gonna take care of it and

then we're gonna be real happy.

This guy pops up out of nowhere,

putting all my plans in peril.

- If you could see yourself.

- I am doing the best that I can!

All right, everybody, calm down!

Jesus H. Christ!

Look, there is obviously a lot of

feelings swirling around this place.

But we need to stay focused.

- Do you love me?

- This isn't about you, sir.

- Of course I do.

- This is about our children.

Now, as a father,

you should understand that.

Daddy?

I need to go after her, Ray.

And then you'll come back to me?

Of course I will.

Go get our girl.

[Sighing]

- I'm a shitty mother.

- Join the club.

- [Danielle] This is on you, right?

- Sure thing.

Oh, he is so fine.

He's not gonna f*** you, Clarke.

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