Gracie's Choice Page #4

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So how's it going?

This is right up my alley.

The Black Plague was caused by bacteria

that lived on fleas that lived on rats.

- I know about rats.

- I'm having problems with my computer.

Why don't you come over there

and just, you know...

- If you don't, then...

- Stop it.

Something's wrong. I don't know...

I don't know what it is.

You have to clear some space.

- Just press "escape. "

- What if I don't wanna escape?

- Gracie, that report is due tomorrow.

- I'm almost finished, Mrs. Thurston.

Yes, you are.

Jeez.

She's not that bad.

I mean, she's on my case a lot,

but it's actually kind of nice.

- You know, she cares.

- I care too.

Why don't you invite me to dinner?

Meet Grandma Lou and the kids.

It'd be fun.

I won't bite.

- Okay.

- There it is.

- All right.

- All right.

Robbie...

...we have to bless the food first.

- What do we say?

- A prayer.

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul to keep

If I should die before I...

Your grandma means

to have God bless the food.

- Thank you.

- I don't know that one.

Yes, you do. Good food, good meat,

good God, let's eat.

- One, four, three!

- Mom!

- Mom!

- Mom!

Monkeys!

Where you been, Mom?

Oh, oh, hello, my monkeys!

- Did you enjoy your trip?

- Trip?

- Where you went since I've been gone.

- I would hardly call that a trip.

Hi, Mama.

- These kids been good to you?

- Yes, Rowena, they have.

Oh, that's good. That's good.

Everybody, this is Franco.

- Franco, everybody.

- How do you do?

And who is this?

You sure don't look like one of mine.

This is my friend Tommy.

Tommy. Well, I'll be.

It looks like Gracie got lucky, huh?

Mom, would you mind if I talked

to you in the hallway?

Not at all, baby.

What you eating?

Lettuce. Franco, make yourself at home.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

Would you care to join us?

- I didn't know you had a boyfriend.

- He's not my boyfriend.

Whatever he is...

...he sure is hot.

You can't stay here.

What gives you the right

to tell me what to do?

Because I don't want another trip

to a youth facility.

And that's exactly what's gonna happen...

...if you and your friend

don't get out of here.

I just got out of jail, Gracie.

You don't wanna give me

a "welcome home"?

You don't wanna give

your mama a hug?

Thank you.

I missed you.

Look, we're doing really good right now.

Please don't mess this up.

I am not gonna mess this up.

I am not gonna mess this up.

- he's got the big rig there.

Vanderpool with the turnaround...

- Well, hey there, Tommy.

- How you doing?

- Where are you two off to?

- I'm taking Gracie to meet my folks.

Oh, yeah, and we weren't invited?

Hi. I'm as ready as I'll ever be.

You could use a little makeup

if you ask me.

- You look great.

- Thanks.

- Okay, well, good night.

- Oh, hey, hey!

Try doing something I might do.

Bye, Mrs. Larson.

- How many people live here?

- It's not that big.

Yes, it is.

Tommy, oh, my God, my entire house

could fit in your garage.

- Do you think I need makeup?

- Will you knock it off?

Tommy, they are not gonna like me.

Listen, I like you.

They're gonna love you. Come on.

Mom, Dad!

So Tommy tells me

you have three brothers.

- And a sister.

- Older, younger?

- Younger.

- How much younger?

- She was a sophomore.

- Is this the Inquisition?

I'm just interested, Stan,

so just leave us alone.

Her name is Rose, and she's getting married

and expecting a baby.

Oh, goodness.

I hope that's not giving

you two any ideas.

- Well, I thought you wanted a grandbaby.

- I do, but not yet.

Where's the powder room?

The bathroom.

It's through the door and to the left.

- Tommy, show Gracie.

- It's okay. I got it.

- Gracie, how do you like your burgers?

- Cooked.

Powder room?

I keep telling your son

he has to visit some colleges...

...and make some decisions.

- What colleges are you looking into?

- I hadn't really thought about it.

Well, you'd better.

There's lots of competition.

Oh, are you still hungry?

If no one's gonna eat them,

may I take them to my brothers?

- My grandma has a microwave...

- Of course not.

- We have some buns. We got some cookies.

- Get some containers.

- They're just little children.

- What am I supposed to do?

Rowena, I have asked you

not to smoke in my house.

Oh, okay.

That Franco fellow is upstairs

asleep on my bed...

...and little Robbie told me

that he saw you in there with him...

...doing exercises with him...

...and I know them exercises.

In front of your own children!

What am I supposed to do?

There was no lock on the door.

Well, I'm sorry, though.

I mean, that... Oh, God.

I don't want the kids to see me

like that, either.

I mean, what am I supposed to do?

I don't have much. He's all I've got.

Rowena, the children are so upset.

They've promised not to tell anybody that

you're here, but they're little children...

...and Robbie, he doesn't understand.

Oh, God. Your daddy,

this would just about kill him.

Listen, Rowena, that check

is gonna come tomorrow...

...and why don't you and your man

take the check.

Why don't y'all just leave,

because you know what?

It would really be best for everybody.

- I bring nothing but misery.

- I didn't say that.

No, you did. You might as well.

Let me get Franco.

I'll get out of your hair.

Please come to Mama.

Listen to me, honey.

If you just get back into the church...

Mom.

Why don't you admit

I should have never been born.

Oh, God. Don't say that, Rowena.

You're my baby.

Oh, God. I will not turn you out.

My sweet baby. My little baby.

Oh, my God. I love you so much.

I love you too, Mama.

Oh, my baby.

God, I love you.

We know your mother's

at your grandmother's.

I just have to ask you one question.

Are there any relatives

that would take you and your siblings?

Not that I know of.

We'll have to find foster homes.

You're not separating us.

We've been through that.

- It's not juvenile hall.

- They take the kids for the money.

I'm not stupid.

- Look, I'll get my mother out of the house.

- It won't work.

Your grandma will take her back.

- She says she won't, but she does.

- I'll take them.

I'll take them. I'll get an apartment away

from Grandma, and I'll save up my money.

- That money is for junior college.

- I can always make more.

Gracie, you're 17 years old.

You have to be a legal adult to be a foster

parent. You'd have to be emancipated.

I can do that?

Yeah.

Even then,

a judge would have to go for it.

- That's too much on your shoulders.

- It has always been on my shoulders.

Look, this is a solution.

You can't separate us.

I'll be their mother.

You...

...are not their mother!

- Is this so you can get the caregiver money?

- You are doing this to get the money.

This is all a setup! She gets the money,

and she gives it to you.

Only because it belongs to me,

you b*tch!

No, don't curse your daughter like that!

You shut up!

- You are not taking my kids!

- Your kids?

Just admit that you had us

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