Juno Page #13

MAC:

All right, take care of yourselves.

Juno and Mac exit. Mark shuts the door. All is silent in the

foyer. Mark, Vanessa and Gerta stand motionless. Gerta pumps

her fist triumphantly, trying to create a mood of celebration.

GERTA:

(overly aggressive)

All RIGHT!

Vanessa buries her head in her hands and weeps hoarsely.

EXT. SUBURBAN STREETS - MORNING

It is now WINTER. The TRACK TEAM jogs in formation, leaving

tracks in the snow. Those bastards never stop running.

EXT. DANCING ELK SCHOOL - TRACK - DAY

Bleeker is running alone on the track. His exhalations are

icy puffs in the air. Bleeker's friend VIJAY jogs up alongside

him. Vijay is a solemn, skinny boy, much like Bleeker.

VIJAY:

Hey man.

BLEEKER:

Oh, hey Vijay.

VIJAY:

Did you hear Juno MacGuff is pregnant?

BLEEKER:

Yup.

VIJAY:

Just like our moms and teachers!

BLEEKER:

Yup.

VIJAY:

Did you hear it's yours?

BLEEKER:

Yup.

VIJAY:

What a trip, man.

BLEEKER:

I don't really know anything about

it.

VIJAY:

You should grow a moustache. You're

a real man now.

BLEEKER:

I can't grow a moustache. It never

comes in evenly.

VIJAY:

Me neither. But I'm going to stop

wearing underpants in order to raise

my sperm count. See you.

VIJAY jogs off. Bleeker STOPS and wipes away his sweat.

INT. DANCING ELK SCHOOL - HEAD OFFICE - DAY

We're looking over Juno's now FIVE MONTH PREGNANT BELLY to a

school administrator filling out a slip.

Juno takes the slip, turns around and smiles all the way

out.

INT. DANCING ELK SCHOOL - CORRIDOR - DAY

Juno exits the head office and bumps into Bleeker.

BLEEKER:

Hey Juno... A couple of us are going

to the cineplex after school to donut

that movie with the guy with eighteen

kids.

JUNO:

Sorry, Bleek... Going for my

ultrasound. Gotta note and everything.

BLEEKER:

Okay, cool.

JUNO:

I'll try to drop by later.

INT. DOCTOR'S OFFICE - AFTERNOON

SPLOOGE! We see ultrasound goo being squirted onto Juno's

exposed pregnant belly. An ULTRASOUND TECHNICIAN is using a

Doppler device to view the contents of her burgeoning bump.

Bren and Leah ooh and ahh at the resulting image.

The tech takes measurements and types them into her database.

ULTRASOUND TECH:

That's the feet...

ALL THREE:

Oooh...

ULTRASOUND TECH:

And there's a hand...

The monitor reveals the baby's head.

ALL THREE:

(various)

Check that out... No way...

BREN:

(dreamily)

Would you look at that?

LEAH:

Check out Baby Big-Head. That kid is

scary!

JUNO:

Hey, I'm a sacred vessel. All you've

got in your belly is Taco Bell!

LEAH:

Touche.

JUNO:

(gazing at the monitor)

It is really weird looking. It's

like it's not even real. I can't

believe there are saps who actually

cry at these things.

Juno and Leah look at BREN, who is dabbing her eyes

discreetly.

BREN:

What? I'm not made of stone.

ULTRASOUND TECH:

Well, there we have it. Would you

like to know the sex?

LEAH:

Aw, please Junebug?

JUNO:

No way. No, I definitely don't want

to know.

ULTRASOUND TECH:

Planning to be surprised when you

deliver?

JUNO:

I want Mark and Vanessa to be

surprised, and if I know, I won't be

able to keep myself from telling

them and ruining the whole thing.

ULTRASOUND TECH:

(condescending)

Are Mark and Vanessa your friends at

school?

JUNO:

No, they're the people who are

adopting the baby.

ULTRASOUND TECH:

Oh. Well, thank goodness for that.

BREN:

Wait, what's that supposed to mean?

ULTRASOUND TECH:

I just see a lot of teenage mothers

come through here. It's obviously a

poisonous environment for a baby to

be raised in.

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