Frankie and Alice Page #2

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I think we should keep you here for a while.

On what grounds?

Blood pressure, normal.

Indications of memory loss.

- No sign of nystagmus.

- Exactly, she was absolutely reeking

of alcohol, and yet,

there was no oscillation at all.

Completely smooth pursuit

at every deviation.

So she can hold her liquor...

Well, that certainly is interesting, Joe.

- Discharge her, please.

- No!

Does she pose a significant threat

to others?

- No.

- Is she gravely disabled?

- No.

- No. So she's out.

I'm sorry, Joe. I don't have the beds.

They found her in the middle of the street!

She has no recollection

of how she ended up there.

Come on, Joe. She's a stripper from Watts.

She was probably coked out of her mind.

Then keep her for three days.

Wait for the toxicology report.

Joe.

Don't you have a class?

Now, I thought you cut right back

on the clinical work.

- Yes.

- Doctor.

Look, we will patch her up

and we will send her home.

Let the cops handle it, please?

What?

Sh*t!

Hey, Hector.

gQu? pasa, jefe?

Your check bounced.

What?

- No, no, no. I got money in the bank.

- No, you don't.

- Yes, I do.

- You pay now.

You pay now, or you go find a new place

to play crazy.

Okay.

Okay, just hold on a minute. See what I got.

Okay.

Here you go, $20 it's what I got for now.

Give me a couple days. I'll get the rest.

Come on...

You know I'm good for it, Daddy.

Come on, you know...

You know Frankie good for it.

This is the last time.

- Okay.

- Last time.

What?

Jesus!

Again?

What?

- What?

- Stop!

- What's going on?

- Get off!

You got something to say,

you ought to just say it.

You need help!

- Come on now, honey. Let's go.

- What's going on, Wanda?

- They say you attacked him, Frankie.

- Who?

Cliff! They say you cut his head wide open!

What got into you?

He try something on you?

He try to hurt you?

Frankie! Talk to me!

Frankie!

I can't have it, Frankie.

I can't.

You're out of here.

F*** you then, Hal.

- Hey, Frankie.

- Hey, Bobby.

Smell good!

When do we eat?

I just said, "When do we eat?"

I heard what you said.

We gonna eat when she gets here,

not before.

Mama, this is just like back home.

No, Mama, I can't.

I'm fitting to bust!

Look at you girl, there's nothing to you.

Would you stop that.

Why don't you open your present?

I'll take a little more cornbread.

I hope you saved room for blueberry pie.

Now, you know I did!

Frankie.

That's a ruby. That's my birthstone.

And that's amethyst for Maxine.

- So you think of us.

- You shouldn't have.

You think I don't already?

Frankie, you didn't have to go

wasting your money on me like this.

- All right then, I'll take it back.

- No, you won't!

I'm gonna put this on right now.

lam never gonna take it off.

Must be going pretty good

at the telephone company?

They're going real good.

Guess what, Mama?

I'm going to night school to get my degree.

Night school.

You love it, Mama?

Frankie, it's beautiful.

It's beautiful!

- Seen the paper today, Frankie?

- Maxine!

Go fetch that pie in here.

Why?

That girl, Paige your dearest friend?

She's getting married.

Maxine!

Yeah? To who?

Some rich guy here in the city.

Right here in LA?

Yeah, that's why

they put it in the newspaper.

Works with Governor Reagan some sh*t.

Should be quite a party.

Maxine Murdoch, where'd you get

such spite in you only the Devil knows.

I'm okay, Mama.

Happy birthday.

- I'm glad you like your present.

- I love it.

Y'all got a Paige Prescott staying there?

One moment, please.

Hello? Paige Prescott.

Hello ?

Who is this?

Hey.

Hey, Bobby.

I was gonna get some coffee. Do you want...

I should get two?

Yeah. Coffee'd be good.

Paige, wait!

Wait for me, Paige!

You can't catch me.

You can't catch me.

Come on, Frankie!

Frankie? Frankie!

Let's play!

Frankie.

- Frankie!

- Frankie?

Frankie?

Come on, Frankie! I'm gonna catch you!

Frankie?

No. Don't you touch me. Don't touch me!

- Come back here!

-Frankie...

Come on, Frankie!

It's not your place!

- I'm gonna catch you!

-it's not your place!

Frankie?

Come on, let's play!

- Francine Murdoch!

- Get out!

You and me, Frankie, friends forever.

Frankie?

Frankie?

Frankie?

Frankie?

Frankie's not here.

Hello, Paige.

You look beautiful.

I'm sorry, have we met?

I'm so angry I missed the ceremony.

Now, I won't bore you with my reasons.

Not too sure there's a difference between

a reason and a plain old excuse anyhow.

Well, how are you?

I'm well.

Remember, we always said we'd be there

for each other on our wedding day.

I'm here, Paige...

And I wish you every happiness.

Frankie?

Now is that your husband back there?

I would like to see him...

How could you?

Why would you come here?

Paige...

Excuse me?

- There seems to be a misunderstanding.

- Well, there certainly does!

She seems to think I'm somebody I'm not.

- I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

- I will not leave here.

I was invited.

Just walk with me this way, Miss.

Take your hands off me, boy!

I will have you fired

before either one of us reach that doorway.

You're acting crazy.

Take your hands off of me!

Have you lost your natural mind?

Easy, there.

I will call the police in here!

Just give it to me. Give it to me.

Stop her!

Get off of me!

Get off of me! Get off!

- Dr. Oswald?

- Yes?

It's me, Frankie.

Yes?

Francine Murdoch?

Lucinda, yes, okay.

Yeah. Look, Doc...

I'm locked up.

They fittin' to put me in jail.

Yes?

They're telling me that, you know...

Because of my history,

I could get myself out of here

if I check myself into the nuthouse.

Under a 4011, maybe, yes...

Sure, but it depends on an assessment.

Well, is that something you can do?

What has happened?

Did you have another blackout?

Don't know, Doc.

I don't know what happened.

'Cause I think what I will do is

I will refer you to Dr. Warren Backman.

He's the Chief Attendant Psychiatrist here,

and he's a clinician.

No. It's gonna have to be you, Doc.

But I don't have the time.

I'm a research man. I have students.

Please?

There has to be certain conditions.

Okay. Shoot.

You'll be signing yourself In voluntarily,

under my care.

Okay. For how long?

Let's say, to begin with, 30 days.

30 days!

Yeah, to begin with.

Okay. [guess it beats being in jail, don't it?

I'm not that familiar with jails,

but I suppose it does, yes.

I believe there is something wrong with you,

Miss Murdoch,

but we don't have any idea what it could be.

Okay, Doc, but look,

you gonna have to be honest.

What do you think is wrong with me?

Come over here and we'll find out.

This doesn't make sense.

Are you ambidextrous?

That's kind of personal for the first date.

Don't you think?

So look, if I'm gonna be here for 30 days,

you gonna have to help me out

with something, Doc.

Because I'm about to go cold turkey

something fierce.

I ain't talking about dope.

I'm talking about Ding Dongs.

- Ding Dongs?

- Yeah.

You know, them little chocolate cakes

with the cream on the inside?

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