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JESS:

Here, sweety, mommy's in a hurry.

CHLOE:

I don't want grilled cheese.

JESS:

Mommy has to work.

CHLOE:

I hate cheese.

JESS:

Here, sweety. Don't be a little sh*t.

Bobby approaches and takes the pan. He kisses Jess.

BOBBY:

Go finish getting ready. I'll take

care of dinner.

JESS:

Yeah? You sure?

BOBBY:

Go.

She shuffles off. Bobby puts up some water and heats a pan,

adding oil. Garlic.

CHLOE:

You're not my daddy.

BOBBY:

You gonna bust my horns, or you want

spaghetti

CHLOE:

I want spaghettis.

He pours in a can of sliced olives in with the capers.

BOBBY:

You better watch everything I'm doing.

You know why? Because that's how you

learn to cook. I watched my grandma

cook every night. That's how I

learned. If you can't cook, then you

gotta go out to eat every night,

then you spend all your money on

food. And when you eat in restaurants,

the cooks scratch their ass and touch

the food.

There's a knock on the door.

JESS (O.S.)

Could you get that, baby?

He does. It's Horrace. Bobby's surprised.

HORRACE:

What's up? Jess ready?

BOBBY:

You driving her?

HORRACE:

Yeah.

BOBBY:

She'll be out in a minute.

Horrace tries to walk in. Bobby stands in the door.

BOBBY:

(firm)

She'll be out in a minute.

Jess hurries in, clipping earrings.

JESS:

Hiya Ho. Come in. I'll just be a

minute.

He throws Bobby a look as he slides by.

HORRACE:

Some sh*t smells good in this

motherf***er.

JESS:

Bobby's cooking. He's the best. Whip

him up something.

HORRACE:

Yeah. Whip me up something. I'm hungry

as a motherf***er.

Jess hurries out, brushing her hair.

BOBBY:

Watch your mouth in front of the

baby.

Bobby joins Jess in the back.

INT. BEDROOM - JESSICA'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS

Bobby enters, boiling over with opinions.

BOBBY:

No way that cocksucker's driving

you.

JESS:

Maybe if you didn't go Rambo every

time I did a lapdance, you'd still

be doing it yourself. Meantime, I

gotta feed my little girl.

BOBBY:

Maxie's f***ing with me. He put you

with the spook to get under my skin.

JESS:

Ho's a good guy --

BOBBY:

Ho's a f***ing pimp! He encourages

Wendy to turn tricks. And she's his

f***ing wife!

JESS:

Shhh. He'll hear you.

BOBBY:

Good! It'll save me the trouble of

repeating myself. He's not f***ing

driving you!

JESS:

Listen to me, Bobby. This is my job.

It puts a roof over me and my daughter

and you for as long as you want to

stay.

BOBBY:

I want you to quit.

JESS:

Look at the bills. I can't. I'm not

gonna put my daughter through what I

went through.

BOBBY:

I'll support you.

JESS:

With what?

BOBBY:

Max offered to stake me.

JESS:

Yeah, well Max offers a lot of things.

And I got news for you. He's not the

sweet old man you think he is.

She crosses to the door, abruptly ending the discussion.

Bobby grabs her.

BOBBY:

She needs a family. A dad. I'll give

her what you never had.

JESS:

Don't get my hopes up. If I quit,

what then? I can't go through this

again.

She leaves the bedroom.

INT. FRONT ROOM - JESSICA'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS

Bobby enters to find Horrace eating the pasta and feeding

Chloe the grilled cheese.

HORRACE:

C'mon girl. Eat up.

BOBBY:

Get away from her.

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