Juno Page #18

Paulie is on the floor surrounded by old quizzes, studying

like the tortured brainiac he is. Mrs. Bleeker opens the

bedroom door. Juno appears. Paulie jumps, startled.

JUNO:

Hey, don't concentrate so hard, man.

I think I smell hair burning.

Bleeker smiles faintly.

BLEEKER'S MOM

Ten minutes.

She closes the door halfway and leaves. Juno rolls her eyes

and pulls the door shut entirely.

BLEEKER:

What's up?

JUNO:

I just wanted to come over. You know,

say hi. I miss hanging out with you

on school nights.

BLEEKER:

I miss it too.

He nervously cracks open a container of ORANGE TIC-TACS and

pours them into his mouth.

JUNO (V.O.)

Orange Tic-Tacs are Bleeker's one

and only vice. When we made out, the

day I got pregnant, his mouth tasted

really tangy and delicious.

INT. BLEEKER HOUSE - "MOLD-O'-RIFFIC" BASEMENT - NIGHT

CU ON BLEEKER'S MOUTH AS HE KISSES JUNO FOR THE FIRST TIME

INT. BLEEKER HOUSE - PAULIE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

Bleeker glances at Juno's midsection, embarrassed.

BLEEKER:

So, it looks like you're getting

pregnant-er these days.

JUNO:

Yeah. Um, I hooked up a whole private

adoption thing. These married people

in Saint Cloud are going to be the

parents.

Bleeker is visibly relieved.

BLEEKER:

Really? What are they like?

JUNO:

The guy is super cool! His name is

Mark and he's into old horror movies

and he plays guitar. I actually hung

out with him today.

BLEEKER:

Is that normal?

JUNO:

I asked my dad and Bren not to narc

us out to your folks, so we should

be safe.

BLEEKER:

Oh. That's a relief.

Juno walks over to the bed and sits down next to Bleeker.

JUNO:

I'm going to really start looking

like a dork soon. Will you still

think I'm cute if I'm huge?

BLEEKER:

I always think you're cute. I think

you're beautiful.

Juno is caught off guard by his sincerity.

JUNO:

Jesus, Bleek.

BLEEKER:

Well, I do.

The song playing ends, and another one begins. It's "the

song," the track that Bleeker and Juno both recognize from

the infamous night in the basement.

BLEEKER:

Hey Junebug, when all this is over

we should get the band back together

again.

JUNO:

Yeah. Sure. Once Tino gets a new

drumhead we should be good to go.

BLEEKER:

We could get back together too.

JUNO:

Were we together?

Bleeker picks at the carpet, dejected.

BLEEKER:

Well, we were once. You know, that

time.

JUNO:

What about Katrina De Voort? You

could go out with Katrina De Voort.

BLEEKER:

I don't like Katrina.

JUNO:

I totally heard you did.

BLEEKER:

I don't. Katrina smells like soup.

Her whole house smells of soup.

EXT. LORING HOUSE - DAY

The house is covered in fresh snow.

INT. LORING HOUSE - NURSERY - DAY

Mark and Vanessa stand silently in the nursery. The walls

are primed slate gray. A single ANTIQUE ROCKING CHAIR sits

in the corner. Vanessa beams proudly and holds two paint

samples up near the wall.

VANESSA:

What do you think? Custard or

Cheesecake?

MARK:

They're yellow.

VANESSA:

Well, I wanted to pick something

gender-neutral for now. Once we get

the baby, God willing, we can create

a more decisive palette.

MARK:

Why do people think yellow is gender-

neutral? I don't know one man with a

yellow bedroom.

VANESSA:

I think I'm leaning toward Custard

in this light. I don't know. I should

paint a small area...

MARK:

Or you could just wait a couple

months. It's not like the baby's

going to storm in here any second

and demand dessert-colored walls.

VANESSA:

What to Expect says that readying

the baby's room is an important

process for women. It's called

"nesting."

MARK:

Nesting, huh? Are you planning to

build the crib out of twigs and

saliva?

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