Foxes Page #2

like 1:
00 in the morning

and you just had a fight with your

mom and there's no place to go.

Someplace with like pillows around,

a little music,

some people to talk to.

That sort of thing, you know?

Someplace of our own, you know?

- Hey, Brad!

- Hey, hi.

- Where you been?

- I've been working.

Yeah? Aren't you going to school?

No, I got a job filling

up fire extinguishers.

- Have you seen Annie?

- Yeah.

- Where?

- On the bus.

- That bus?

- Yeah.

- Hey!

- Hey, bus! Dumb bus! Dumb f***er bus!

Hey, you sure you saw her?

Yeah. She wanted me to hang

with her, but I got to go to work.

Well, did she say where she was going?

Hollyweird.

You're lying. She's on probation.

Hollywood Boulevard is a bozo no-no.

That's what her parole officer said.

If you're lying,

you're really a low character.

Excuse me.

A major injury accident,

a collision on the Golden State Freeway

northbound on the Glendale Freeway

and San Diego Freeway

northbound north of Avalon.

Bruce Wayne, KFI in...

You're Dragon, aren't you?

Have you seen Annie?

Annie Mallick? You used to know her.

God, Jeanie, I don't know how

you can even talk to that guy.

I mean, like, he looks like,

he could hypnotize you like a

cobra or something, you know.

And the next thing,

you're out on the Boulevard

and you're dressed like

the Pointer Sisters.

I knew Annie wouldn't be here.

She's not that bananas.

I don't know.

- Hey, there's Mary!

- Who's she?

She's in my floral arrangement class.

Jeez, what a weirdo.

- Mary Weirdo.

- The Merry Weirdo.

Hey! Annie! Annie! There's Annie!

- Annie!

- Jeanie!

Jeanie! It's Jeanie!

Come on! Get in the car!

I'm walking my dog!

What, on Hollywood Boulevard?

I just found him! This is Loser's belt.

Just get in the car, okay?

Hey, baby, move it, will you?

You talking to me?

No, creep, you ain't my baby.

You don't talk to my woman like that.

Come on, just move it, will you, friend?

I ain't your friend.

You're busting my a**hole, a**hole.

Come on! Get in!

Jeanie!

You're on probation, you dumb sh*t.

You're supposed to stay out of Hollywood.

Loser was taking me home.

Well, just stay away from Loser.

He's in a street club.

I just wanted to get home and see

my mom before my dad gets there.

Yeah, he wants to put you in a hospital!

- A hospital?

- For severe maniacs.

He can't do that.

He can't?

I'm totally freaked.

You see your dad's car?

- Nope.

- And what about your mom's?

No, she doesn't have a car.

Okay.

Oh, man.

We were going to call, Mrs. Mallick.

I mean, my mom was gonna call.

Mom wants to know if

Annie could stay over our

house for a couple of days.

If that's okay with you.

Just so long as her dad doesn't come

along with a straitjacket or something.

If you wouldn't tell him where she is,

I'd really appreciate it.

I don't tell the man nothing.

I can't feel sorry for my mom.

Not while she takes sh*t from my dad.

Is this what you call barbeque flavor?

All right, let's check this out.

Here.

Gross!

You know, he's not really my dad.

Since when?

- It's true.

- No kidding?

Remember the flower children

that all the time used to do acid?

I was like 11.

I dropped acid and it all came out.

You know that guy, that cop?

He ain't my dad.

I saw my real dad. No sh*t.

- What'd he look like?

- Really cool.

A cross between Cary Grant

and the mighty Thor.

He was a motocross biker.

I don't see Cary Grant on a bike.

He was.

He was so beautiful.

You're crazy.

Hot breath.

Okay, now just cool it.

You know, just shine him.

Is that all you're eating?

Would you girls kindly

talk to each other?

What's wrong with her?

What's always wrong with her?

Please.

Forty-one cents, please.

- She's paying for it.

- All of this?

This okay?

That'll be fine. Thank you.

Thank you, Greg.

Greg.

Yeah. Greg.

Hey. Stick the goodies

in the goodie bag.

I want to get out alive!

Just as long as it's not someplace

in the Valley, you know?

I've been thinking someplace

in the hills, you know?

With, like, avocado trees everywhere,

and a really great sound system.

- As long as the neighbors don't complain.

- Yeah.

Well, I don't know what I'd tell my mom.

Well, just tell her with all the

money she's getting for alimony...

She doesn't get alimony anymore

since she married Franklin.

- She gets child support.

- Yeah, I guess.

Well, you're the child, dummy.

It belongs to you.

Well, what about me?

My folks are still together.

Maybe they're about to break up.

God, Annie, don't say that!

Just tell her you need

a family unit, you know?

Because you haven't especially

got a family unit right now.

No, Franklin isn't

exactly a family unit.

Hey, I don't want you guys going through

this big number just 'cause of me.

What number?

Moving out. Finding a place of our own.

Well, you know, it's not just for you.

My mother would love it.

She's all the time talking about how

she's such a young woman and all.

God, my folks,

I don't know what they'd say.

They never think that

I should do anything.

Well, why don't you just tell them that

you're spending all your time at my house?

At least in the beginning.

Sometimes they make me feel

so incredibly juvenile. I hate it.

Hello, may I speak with Greg, please?

It's an emergency.

I'm calling from the hospital.

No, no, but pretty serious.

Not really. But pretty.

God, I look like sh*t!

I know you don't remember me,

but I was in your store today.

Deirdre Thompkins. I just bought

this little container of yogurt.

You know, I was thinking of some place,

like, with two windows on either side.

- That was Mexican lace.

- One in the morning where I could write.

And one in the afternoon

where I could paint.

I'm surprised you remember.

Jeanie, do you think we could do that?

I don't know. I gotta ask my dad, 'cause

if I tell my mother about the child support,

she's just gonna freak.

You see, I have well, that is,

I had these two tickets to the

Angel concert for tonight.

But I lost them and I thought,

maybe I might have dropped them

near your cashier stand.

You haven't.

Drats.

I mean, I looked through my purse

and everything. I mean, like...

Let me just look again, okay?

Oh, my God! Am I embarrassed!

I don't know how to tell you this,

but I feel so stupid.

I mean, I just found them in my purse.

I mean, I already told my date he's not

my boyfriend or anything, you know.

He's just my date.

But I already told him we couldn't go

and he's already gone down to

Newport Beach or something.

- Oh, God!

- What? What?

Oh, God, Greg. Well...

I don't know, I mean,

if you'd like, but,

you hardly know whether

you would like me.

No, no, no. I'm getting there in a

car with some of my dear friends.

But I could meet you in the lobby.

The Shrine Auditorium.

About 8:
00?

Wonderful!

What're you gonna tell Bobby?

You broke your leg?

Hello Mrs. Koch? Hi, it's Deirdre.

Can I talk to Bobby, please?

He left already?

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