Girl in Progress Page #4
Just wanted to make sure you're aware that
your daughter's tuition is showing unpaid?
Yes, I'm so sorry.
I actually just gave her that check.
Would cash be an inconvenience?
I mean, I only ask because
your last two checks gave us some trouble.
I'm home, chaparrita.
Ansiedad! I'm missing money from my tin.
What tin?
My tin, Ansiedad!
Where I keep my bill money!
- It's Anne, Mom.
- It's what?
People call me Anne.
I don't care what people call you!
I'm missing money!
Are you saying I took it?
I'm pretty sure you know better.
Well, I do, so I didn't.
So I miscounted?
- You've done it before.
- I know.
By the way, we are also missing shampoo.
- Don't open the curtain!
- Turn around.
- Mom!
- What do you think?
I haven't seen this before.
You forget I gave birth to you.
You would have been a good hairdresser.
I didn't almost make it
through beauty school for nothing, huh?
Hey, how is that little rich friend of yours?
I haven't seen her around.
Her name's Tavita.
Yeah, right.
Hey.
Hey, hey, hey, you okay?
Hey, I didn't expect to hear from you. Yeah.
When?
In the morning? That's refreshing.
Let me call you from my "phone" phone,
'cause I have to save my minutes.
So I guess I just miscounted, you know.
Somewhere along the way, I thought
I had more money than I actually did.
Is there a reason we're meeting here
instead of, you know...
Instead of some place
with a bed and free HBO?
Yes, because I need to talk.
Yeah, but...
Okay.
I'm sorry. Am I wasting
your little window of opportunity
by talking about
my daughter's unpaid tuition bills?
All right.
Maybe you trust your daughter too much.
Maybe she took the missing money.
- No, no.
- Anyway, here.
Take this.
Now can we go?
But I was kidding. I'm kidding.
I'm kidding.
- Sit down.
- It's not funny.
Sit...
I've spoken with a lawyer.
And looks like
we're gonna have to leave town.
- You talked to a lawyer?
- Yeah.
Being serious right now, right?
Look at this face.
- Clean slate.
- Clean slate.
Just you and me.
Just the two of us.
Just the two of us?
Yeah.
The three of us.
Where are you going?
Hey!
What the hell? How'd you get in my car?
Girl secret.
I wanted to know
if you're going to that party tonight.
Maybe.
I understand.
But if you see me there,
will you take my virginity?
What is this? What is this?
Unless that's not something
you'd wanna do.
No, I'll do it.
I mean, that's what I do anyway.
Great.
I have another favor to ask.
- Anything.
- Okay.
I have this list of things I need to do.
Wanna help?
With what?
A first kiss.
You haven't even had a first kiss?
No.
You want me to be your first kiss?
But it has to be awkward and clumsy
and I have to hate it.
All right.
You know, if you tell anybody
that happened,
I'm gonna call you a liar to your face.
You're going to be perfect.
Stop following me!
- Please?
- You're not my girlfriend.
No matter what we do in my basement.
So step off, Shrek.
Hey.
Don't pick on her.
Only you can, right?
I thought so. What do you care anyway?
Shouldn't you be somewhere
getting your hole punched for your story?
- Tavita.
- He's right!
What do you care?
This is your fault, all of it.
I hate you.
I'm just here to say goodbye, Maude.
It's time for me to go.
I bought this for you with the money I stole.
The big moment's tonight.
I'll be mature after that,
and then I'm gone.
But I wanted to say,
I took death off my list,
so you don't have to die if you don't want to.
Because soon,
I'll experience all the loss I'll need to grow.
It's been really nice to have someone
who cares, Maude.
Thank you for being there for me.
You've been there for me as well.
- Maude, you spoke.
- Excuse me?
I'm sorry, who are you?
- Goodbye, Maude!
- My child!
What are you doing here? And why
did you just call my mother Maude?
Come on, Mom. I'm taking you home.
Lo Mein, crab appetizers, table eight.
Grace, phone.
Crab Shack, Grace.
Grace, it's me. I'm out front. I messed up.
Of course Ansiedad is part of the plan.
It was a slip. Like I miscounted.
- Stupid.
- Grace, call.
Are you listening to me?
Crab Shack, Grace.
Grace, it's Emile.
- Busy tonight?
- Are you there?
- Yeah, you have no idea.
- Grace.
Can you call me back
when you actually take me seriously?
I do take you seriously.
Oh, no, Emile. I know you do.
I'm so thankful for you taking me seriously...
Excuse me. The back toilet is clogged
and that is disgusting.
This a restaurant
and that's not sanitary or hygienic.
Hello.
We can work...
Grace, listen to me.
Who's this?
What do you mean I have no...
Mission, why are you answering the phone?
Yes.
It's Emile.
No, we can't deliver a meal right now,
we're busy. Thank you.
Oh, for God's sake.
Grace, are you there?
Write a sign that says, "Out of service,"
and tape it to the bathroom.
Test me.
What?
Test me to see if I take you seriously.
College Terrace.
What's that?
That's where we can go for my web design.
I can go to college there
and that's where I'll get my certificate.
Me and you, Ansiedad.
Start a new family.
And Becky knows somebody at Facebook.
So, it's all set up. You in?
Of course.
Palo Alto. Yes.
I could move my practice there.
You misspelled "service. "
Oh, God, do it again with a "C."
Hey, how about some service, please?
Oh, man!
- Grace.
- Yeah, what?
I have to ask you one question.
Does Becky know someone
at Facebook or on Facebook?
What?
I mean, you don't really think you're gonna
get a job working at Facebook, do you?
Gracey.
Go home to Mrs. Harford.
Goodbye.
Wanna go home, buddy?
Yeah? Yeah.
Let's do that.
Oh, it's nothing.
This one needs a hospital.
It's a little cut.
That's a little nick, just tough it out.
Now baby, you clear it with your mouth.
Come on!
I pay the mortgage on this place, lady.
Fire, fire!
Stop. Stop! Please, Lo Mein. Chef, chef!
You're my only chef tonight!
Chef!
Chef, get over here! Chef!
Chef!
Everything is under control.
Okay.
Mexican jumping shrimps.
Don't do that.
Excuse me. What are you talking about?
And you know, I'm the manager now.
You can't just come in here
without knocking.
And by the way, thank you.
You saved me.
I owe you.
Yes?
I know how you can repay me.
Here we are.
What?
Nothing.
Do I look hot?
Yeah.
Good. Because I'm doing Trevor tonight.
Let's get this party started!
This is my cousin's band.
Cool.
- I write many of their songs.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Really?
He's kidding.
My aunt, she is not in a costume,
it's just her dress.
I don't know
how to dance to this kind of music.
I'll teach you.
Hi.
Hey.
This is nice. This is nice. Yeah, I like it.
It's fun.
- You live here?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
- In this couch.
- Oh, you live there.
- Yeah.
Well, I have a curtain I can shut. Look.
This is my Ta Gloria's house.
She lets me stay here for now.
Well, until I open my own restaurant.
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