For Keeps? Page #2

-It is that bad.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Are you sure?

-When was your last period?

-Two months ago.

Two months? I thought

you were taking the pill.

Well, I'm irregular, okay?

That's why I started taking the pill,

to regulate my periods.

My doctor put me on it

when I was 14, and once I forgot.

And then I doubled the next day

just like I was supposed to.

-You said you started taking it for me.

-Well, I lied, okay?

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie.

I would've started for you...

...if I wasn't already taking it.

I didn't tell you...

...because I didn't want you

to think I was easy.

We waited two and a half years.

Why would I think you were easy?

-This is all my fault.

-Hey.

It's not like you were there

by yourself, you know?

I never thought it would happen

like this.

I knew it'd be you, I knew that much,

but like this...

...surrounded by Hush Puppies.

-Lisa Jordan had two already.

-I heard Marilyn Monroe had 13.

-Who's Lisa Jordan?

-She sits behind you in calculus.

-Still, it's no big deal.

-Look, this is Darcy's decision.

-It's her life.

-Oh, her life.

-It's her body.

-Stan and I are going to California!

What's he do with his body,

stay home and babysit?

-Cute.

-We can give it up for abortion.

-Adoption.

-That's what I said.

-That's what he said.

-No, he said, abortion.

-No, I said, adoption.

-I heard you, Stan. Loud and clear.

Well, you heard me wrong, okay?

Okay.

-You went out with Stan Bobrucz?

-So?

-You're lying.

-I am not. We were in seventh grade.

-We were children.

-Yeah, weren't we all?

Since then, he's gotten so mature.

So deep.

-Michaela, you're so bad.

-You want to know bad?

Tying a guy down before he's old

enough to buy a drink.

You won't read about Darcy getting

knocked up in her precious paper.

So I'll just write it on the wall.

I love it when the smart kids

turn out to be so stupid.

I'm almost into my second trimester.

We have to tell them.

-It's not gonna go away.

-Don't worry. We'll figure it out.

It doesn't make sense to tell them

until we decide what to do.

Besides, it's Thanksgiving.

How can you tell them now?

I was thinking, "I'm pregnant.

Can you pass the turnips?"

-Look, we'll talk about it--

-Come on, kids. Dinner.

It's a beautiful turkey, Mrs. Bobrucz.

-Thanks.

-Hey, stick.

Know what your cousin

says about Caltech?

-What'd he say?

-Every student has his own computer.

Believe that? It wasn't like that

when I didn't go to school.

I hope you like my stuffing.

The French do a wonderful thing

with stuffing.

Apples, grapes and raisins.

Right, honey?

How creative.

In this country, we don't call

that stuffing. We call it fruit.

-Honey? Grace.

-Grace.

-Anybody can do it.

-Only a doctor can do it.

No talking during grace, huh?

I'm telling Mary that only

a doctor can do an abortion--

That's not true! Right, Daddy?

Where'd you hear a word like that?

-Mary said it.

-Lou said it.

You know the rules in this house.

No lying.

Where'd you hear that?

Well, all right!

I'm gonna ask you one more time!

Where did you hear that word?

I'm pregnant.

Can you pass the turnips?

Abortion is not a dirty word.

It's a medical solution.

Abortion is not a dirty word.

It's a medical solution.

You can forget about abortion!

This kid's going up for adoption!

-That's that!

-You've never heard of choice.

Why would you?

It's not a four-letter word.

What the hell does that mean?

Look, I know you think you're in love.

I thought I was in love once too.

When's the last time we saw

your father or a check?

Honey, promise me

you won't have this baby!

-The whole world is your oyster!

-What about my son's oysters?

He has a career ahead of him,

designing schools, churches and sh*t!

We're going to Paris next summer.

-If we could just discuss--

-Butt out! We're deciding your future!

Honey, do you know how many people

would love to adopt a baby?

Don't be stupid!

That takes care of Stan.

Hey, call your daughter stupid!

She got herself in trouble!

-Dad!

-Oh, she got herself pregnant?!

-Hallelujah! It's another virgin birth!

-Let's not drag the church into this.

Why not? Your husband wants

to hide my daughter in a convent...

...so she won't embarrass your family.

Gonna do this every time Stan

gets a girl pregnant?

-Let's keep it.

-Grow up! You had a gerbil.

You forgot to feed it. It died.

This kid's going up for adoption!

Period!

Darcy won't lug this baby

and get stretch marks...

-...so you can give it to charity.

-Mom, what are stretch marks?

Stretch marks are the badge

of a real woman.

You are an unreasonable,

uncivilized peasant!

You can take your French fruit

and stuff it up your big bird!

Okay, that's it. This family

has made its decision.

We'll call Dr. Barrick and have this

taken care of. There. Done. Darcy?

Thanks for dinner.

-Bye.

-I'll call you.

Darcy!

Mom?

You never told me Stan's gerbil died.

You said he ran away!

This is the smartest thing you've ever

done. It leaves all the options open.

I'll get off work early to be here

when you get home.

We can pretend this whole thing

never happened.

I still think I should go with you.

Mom, we've already settled this.

Lila's going with me.

Stan's picking me up

and taking me to the clinic.

Great, Stan. Okay.

Well, you'll be in and out of there,

honey, you'll see.

Come here.

You okay?

Just thank God you got such

an understanding mother, huh?

Bye.

So this is the right thing, right?

We said we want to do what's right.

Right?

Guys.

I gotta go.

Call me when you get home.

I'll come over, okay?

Okay. Everything's gonna be fine.

I know it.

-I love you.

-I love you too.

Bye. I love you.

Okay.

Okay.

It doesn't seem to want to fit,

Mrs. Sitwell.

Are you sure this is a 5-112?

Definitely, Mrs. Sitwell.

Maybe we should try a size 6, huh?

Not on your life! I wear a 5-112.

Oh, I remember, Mrs. Sitwell.

You know...

...there's something wrong

with that shoe.

-Wrong with it?

-Maybe.

I'll see if I have a larger 5-112.

Be right back.

-I'm in a bit of a hurry.

-I'll be back in a jiff, Mrs. Sitwell.

I was thinking about it all day.

Having a kid didn't sound so bad.

Someday we're gonna do it.

-We'll get married--

-I didn't do it.

-What?

-I didn't. I tried about 10 times.

I tried to be practical about it.

Then I tried to be casual.

I tried to pretend I was in a hurry.

Just nothing worked.

So now I'm here.

-So you didn't do it.

-I know it makes sense to do it.

I didn't feel like I thought

I would feel about it.

It's not a bad thing. But when I think

about us, I want to have it.

What do you think?

I can go back tomorrow.

No way! We're gonna

have this kid, Darce.

You and me. A Bobrucz

with red hair and your lips.

We'll do it.

What did Hemingway say?

-"You just have to grab for the gusto."

-Beer commercial.

-Well, he said it too!

-I love you, Darcy.

-Can we do it?

-Of course! Our parents did it.

-We were gonna do it anyway.

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