Juno Page #20

She grabs Vanessa's hand and plants it on her stomach.

VANESSA:

I can't feel anything.

Vanessa moves her hand, wanting desperately to feel the baby.

VANESSA:

It's not moving for me.

She says this as though it's an admission of failure.

JUNO:

Oh, you should try talking to it.

They can apparently hear speech in

there, even though it sounds all ten

thousands leagues under the sea.

Vanessa kneels down next to the swell of Juno's belly.

VANESSA:

Hi. Hi, baby. It's me. My name is

Vanessa. I can't wait to meet you.

Leah gives a look to Juno as if she's about to barf.

VANESSA:

Can you hear me sweet angel?

Vanessa looks like she's giving up hope. Then suddenly,

VANESSA:

Oh my God -- It moved! I felt it!

JUNO:

(nods)

Elbow.

VANESSA:

Wow! It's magical.

Juno smiles at Vanessa in awe of her genuine affection.

EXT. SUBURBAN STREETS - MORNING

The streets are covered in muddy, slushy snow. The mud is

instantly TRAMPLED underfoot by the collective feet of the

Dancing Elk Track Team on their morning run.

INT. MACGUFF HOUSE - BREN'S DESK - DAY

Bren cuts the top three inches off a pair of Juno's jeans.

Then, using a sewing machine, begins attaching an elastic

waistband.

INT. DANCING ELK SCHOOL - CORRIDOR - DAY

We're behind that same WAISTBAND, as Juno walks through the

students. Now, people seem to part the waters for the belly.

INT. LORING HOUSE - MARK'S "SPECIAL ROOM" - DAY

Mark has the Les Paul on his lap as he stares at the boards

of an awful commercial.

CU - THE SCRIPT (storyboards). A kitchen scene with a kid

eating a new breakfast product called -- BRUNCH BOWLZ.

Annoyed and out of ideas, Mark begins an impromptu song...

MARK:

IF YOU'RE TIRED OF BREAKFAST

BUT NOT HUNGRY FOR LUNCH,

MICROWAVE YOURSELF

A HEALTHY BOWL OF BRUNCH!

Mark drops his head, dejected. Then, the phone rings.

MARK:

(picks up)

Hello?

INTERCUT WITH:

INT. DANCING ELK SCHOOL - PHONE BOOTH - DAY

JUNO:

So, I've been spending a lot of time

listening to that weird CD you made

me.

Mark instantly smiles.

MARK:

Oh really? What's the verdict?

JUNO:

I sort of like it. I mean, it's cute.

MARK:

Cute?

JUNO:

Well, when you're used to the raw

power of Iggy and the Stooges,

everything else sounds kind of

precious by comparison.

MARK:

I imagine you have a collection of

punk chestnuts to prove your point.

JUNO:

Consider it your musical education.

MARK:

I'm dying to see what you've got to

teach me.

JUNO:

Okay, stop surfing porn and get back

to work. Just wanted to say hi.

MARK:

Go learn something.

Mark hangs up. Smiles.

INT. DANCING ELK SCHOOL - CAFETERIA - DAY

CU on Juno's tray sliding along, picking up an odd combo of

pregnant food.

Pull up to find Juno and Leah walking their trays to a table.

LEAH:

God, you're getting huge. How many

months has it been now?

JUNO:

Almost eight. You wouldn't believe

how weird I look naked.

LEAH:

I wish my funbags would get bigger.

JUNO:

Trust me, you don't. I actually have

to wear a bra now. And I have to rub

this nasty cocoa butter stuff all

over myself or my skin could get

stretched too far and explode.

LEAH:

Hot!

INT. DANCING ELK SCHOOL - CORRIDOR - DAY

Juno and Leah are sitting inside an emptied awards case on

the wall, eating their lunch.

Juno notices that the other kids in the cafeteria can't help

but glance her way. Some look derisive, others are amused.

JUNO:

God, why is everyone always staring

at me?

LEAH:

Well, you are kind of... convex.

She illustrates by making a rounded gesture near her stomach.

JUNO:

Wow, someone's been actually doing

her geometry homework for once!

LEAH:

I don't have a choice. Keith's been

grading me really hard lately.

JUNO:

Please do not refer to Mr. Conyers

as "Keith," okay? My barf reflex is

already heightened these days.

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