Every Secret Thing

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- "So, he skipped"...

- Skipped from the...

No, no, no. I'm gonna do it alone.

"So he skipped from the oven

and into bread dough,

all ready to rise

in the night kitchen."

What time is it?

It's almost 10:
00.

Why?

After the book,

will you do my nails?

You never want me

to do your nails.

I know.

But I thought it would be fun.

What time is it, Mom?

Let's see.

It's past your bedtime.

It's after 11:
00!

Let's make cookies!

Please?

You're so pretty.

Thank you.

Ronnie?

Come in, sweetie.

I didn't want to,

but she made me.

- What?

- I'm sorry, please. I'm sorry.

Shh. Come here.

Come here. Come here.

Shh. It's okay.

Why do I have to bring her?

Honey, you've played with her

since kindergarten.

She's weird.

Well, all the more reason

to be kind.

I don't think Ronnie has any friends,

sweetheart.

I like Ronnie.

Then you hang out with her.

Come on in, sweetie.

Come on in.

Is this what you got

for the birthday girl?

- My mom got it.

- Yeah?

Boy, you're getting lovelier

every day.

Look at your cute figure.

- I don't have a figure.

- But you will.

And when you do,

it's going to be outrageous.

Wait till you see

what Alice is wearing.

I didn't want to bring you.

I didn't want to come.

Every day...

- Hey, guys!

- I can do it!

Can anyone do a cannonball?

Anyone?

I can't wait to take you

far away

Don't you know...

Yay!

I wonder what that is?

...and that with your suit!

- So cute!

- My God!

Cool.

- So pretty.

- Thanks.

My God.

Penelope, your mother

has such great taste.

Let me see that.

Who's this from?

My God, I wonder what it is.

- It's just a book.

- God, you just told her.

It's okay, we like books.

No, we don't.

Thanks, Alice.

Well, you should thank my mom.

She's so weird.

Well, looks like that's it, honey.

That girl has a present.

We'll fly away...

No, don't give it to her.

- Here, Mary.

- Thanks.

- Can you feel

- Can you feel...

I'm for real

I'm for real...

That's...

Thanks, she's... cute.

You're just a stupid b*tch.

You don't have to pretend

like you like it.

Excuse me,

we don't say that word.

- Ronnie...!

- Hey, I'm talking to you.

Can't you hear me? Wait!

My God!

You hit my mom!

Ronnie, no.

What are you doing?

I think this party is over for you two.

Why don't you get your things?

What's wrong with her?

Why do I have to leave?

- Go.

- Why do I have to leave?

- Who even invited her?

- I don't know.

Ronnie!

Ronnie...!

What everyone was doing

was just pissing me off.

Always looking down

on other people,

judging everyone,

but she literally...

You want some breakfast?

Alice, you should have

some breakfast.

What?

No, thanks.

Hey, just say the word

and we can paint this room.

It might even be fun.

I ran into Ronnie Fuller's mother

at the ATM.

She said Ronnie got a job.

What are you watching?

That one?

She's the meanest.

She thinks she's better

than everyone else.

- You're being ridiculous. No.

- I'm being ridiculous?

Yeah, you're being ridiculous.

Okay, let's get

this day started, shall we?

What are you going to do today?

Look for a job.

- See you later.

- Bye.

"Dear producers,

All the time

I see new television shows,

but I like yours the best."

"I have an idea for a show

that maybe you would like

about people

who have been in jail

or gotten in trouble

for doing something bad,

but they're actually innocent.

I know I don't look

like most people on TV,

but I am on a diet

and exercising every day.

And I think people will be

interested in my story.

I am only 18,

but I spent a long time in jail

for a crime I did not commit.

If people saw me on television,

they would realize

that underneath it all,

I am just like everyone else.

I think this show would be

educational and popular.

And maybe it would help everyone

figure out the truth

about what actually

happened to me."

Let's see,

I'll have three onion.

And two rolls.

You know what?

Since you're about to close,

can I get 14

for the price of a dozen?

Sorry, my manager says no.

But you're just gonna

throw them away.

I mean,

I come here all the time.

Sure thing.

You can have 14.

Great.

So the rest will be... everything.

You know what?

I don't have any cash.

Can I write you a check?

- Certainly.

- Great.

Liar.

- Excuse me?

- What?

You know what?

I'm gonna need

some cash back, too.

How much are you gonna need?

A hundred.

Of course, ma'am.

Thanks.

Ronnie, you're killin' me here.

You can take off.

Thanks, Clarice.

- Maybe it's because of the table.

- Kayla, art is for making a mess.

Don't be so scared.

Don't be so afraid.

Art is not for conforming,

art is for creating, right?

Hey, Ms. Manning,

can I see you for a second?

Just a moment.

All right, you go ahead.

I'll be right back.

All right, yeah.

Kayla's afraid to draw

in a goddamn coloring book.

She's afraid she's no good

if she doesn't impress you.

Excuse me...

Mrs. West?

I teach children to be original,

to express themselves

uniquely, independently...

She's eight.

Who gives a sh*t?

I do.

I'm trying to give her

an art education.

Regardless of whether or not

that is something

that you can understand

or appreciate.

I want what's good for my kid.

And if she wants to draw

in a f***ing coloring book

for the rest of her life,

that's okay with me.

- Please. Language.

- Well, then, I feel sorry

for your little girl.

You feel sorry

for my little girl?

So tell me a little bit

about your job searching.

I tried.

I looked a long time.

I was at the mall,

asking in clothing stores.

Those jobs are hard to get.

I don't see why you don't try

for one of those fast-food places.

I'd rather not work

in a fast-food place if I don't have to.

I don't believe

in what they're doing.

I don't.

You won't even eat

at those places.

A person has to work.

So, where did you apply?

Food Emporium, and Contempo.

I mean, it's called

"Wet Seal" now.

Those are union.

Don't waste your time.

Food Emporium is, but I didn't

find that out until I got there.

Not Wet Seal.

They don't want a girl

like me anyway.

Something will come through.

That's beautiful, honey.

Can I see?

Who wants a sip of mine?

Me!

Yum!

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Alice?

No, thank you.

It's illegal.

Alice Manning, the police

might come and get you

if you have a sip.

I'll protect you.

Whoo-oo!

Ronnie, this is beautiful.

It's so powerful

and dark and interesting.

You're really talented,

you know that?

Will you sign it for me?

Yeah?

What about this one?

Comfy.

That leather one over there,

that's the sh*t.

We are not getting

a leather couch.

How you gonna tell me

we ain't getting a leather couch?

Look at that sh*t.

That sh*t is fly.

- That's why we ain't got company.

- It's too soft?

You guys getting closer?

- Yes, we are.

- Not... not with that one. No.

- I like this one.

- That's chintz.

It's our new line.

A "b*tch"?

That's "b*tch." It ain't chintz.

- The leather, yeah, that's...

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