Men, Women & Children Page #5

of busy. Just send me a pic.

What's up?

I only have a minute,

but I just wanted to make sure

you weren't chained up

in the basement or something.

Oh, and this.

Hey, baby.

What happened?

We don't know, baby.

The doctor said someone found you

at school. You were bleeding.

Hi.

I feel fine.

How are you feeling, Allison?

Okay, I guess.

Am I, like, okay, though?

Short answer is yes.

Long answer is, it's

a little more complicated.

Okay, what does that even mean?

Let him talk.

It means I need to tell you

a few things

that might seem

a little shocking.

But just keep in mind

your daughter's gonna be fine.

Okay.

Okay.

Allison, you had what's called

an ectopic pregnancy

and it spontaneously aborted.

What?

What? You were pregnant?

How can that even happen?

I'm sorry, Daddy.

Don't "Daddy" me!

The most important

thing to remember is

your daughter's okay.

Um, there was

a fertilized egg growing

in one of Allison's

fallopian tubes.

This can be quite dangerous,

especially if it ruptures.

It can be life-threatening.

You're actually lucky

that it ended on its own.

You seem to be malnourished,

and I believe

that's why your body wasn't

able to handle the pregnancy.

Can I go home?

Yeah, but I'd like to keep you

overnight for observation.

We're gonna keep you

on some fluids for hydration

and keep you monitored.

If you all need anything,

please have a nurse page me.

Are you angry with me?

I can't believe...

I just...

I need a little air.

I'm Hannah Clint

and I'm all about

keepin' it cooking.

And I'm all about cheering.

This is pretty great.

Yeah, uh...

So, I was thinking maybe we

could cut some of the dancing

since it's similar to the cheering.

No.

No, the dance is important.

Okay, I'll just make some cuts

here and there then.

Cool.

You are actually

pretty good at this.

Maybe I can take you

with me one day.

You could be my personal editor.

Wait, my parents are still up.

We can be quiet.

One sec.

Do you want me to help?

No. Uh, one sec.

That's good.

Okay.

Mmm.

Do... Do you want me...

One sec.

Are you gonna move or I...

Yeah.

Don't you have to,

like, have sex?

I'll move then.

No, wait.

Put it back in.

F***...

Is there something

I'm doing wrong?

No. I don't know.

I'm sorry.

I guess I should text

my mom then.

Lucky f***er!

How are those titties?

Did you get your dick

between them?

No.

Dude. What a waste.

Jesus, dude, when were you

gonna tell me?

Well, you know, I was trying

to keep it on the D.L.

You can show me

photos of trannies

but you can't tell me

you nailed Hannah Clint?

Hey.

Hey.

So, like, what's the deal?

What do you mean?

I mean, we haven't

even talked since

last night and now you're, like,

going around spreading

a rumor that we had sex?

I'm pretty sure

we did have sex, and I

might have told some

of my friends.

So I guess, you know,

that's the deal.

I really don't think

that was sex.

Would you rather I tell everyone

that you couldn't?

No!

I don't know why you're

saying anything to anyone.

Because I thought that

you were my best shot.

So I just told everyone that

I lost it, and they...

They think that I lost it,

then I pretty much did, right?

That is so screwed up.

Whatever.

Okay,

so I mean, like,

what's the deal?

What do you mean?

I mean, with us?

Like, what's the deal with us?

There is no deal.

Okay? I'm pretty sure

you're, like,

a weird guy who has some

serious sexual issues, and

I'm just not into

dealing with it.

I mean, I don't...

I don't know, we can talk

if you want,

but I don't really

see the point.

Whatever.

I know.

Hey, come on.

Top Chef is coming up.

Hey, I'm gonna head out to

my sister's again tonight.

You good to fend

for yourself dinnerwise?

You've been going

up there a lot lately.

Is... Is everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah, uh...

You know, she's...

She's just got a lot

on her plate, you know,

with work and...

I don't know, I think she just

needs her sister's ear.

Of course.

You want me to give you a ride?

Oh, no, you don't...

You don't need to do that.

We, uh...

Just go out with your friends.

Go have fun!

I want you to be happy.

Oh, my gosh! How are you?

I'm fine. Really.

You okay? Are you sure?

What happened?

Nothing.

It was stupid, really.

- But you're fine?

- Yeah.

I was so worried about you.

Oh, you don't need to be.

Los Angeles.

Hello.

America's Next Big Celebrity.

I'm looking for Donna?

Speaking.

Hi, Miss Clint, I'm just

calling to inform you that

unfortunately we're unable to

invite your daughter, Hannah,

to Los Angeles.

Oh, no. Um...

Is there anything, uh...

If you could just meet her,

I know that I could...

Hannah's audition was

really terrific.

Frankly, it was one of our best.

But our clearances came across

a modeling website.

Uh, yeah. Yes, um...

Yeah, I think that we, um...

Yeah, we were putting up

some of Hannah's

acting and her headshots

just to show

her versatility, which...

Are you familiar with

the content of her site?

Well, I mean, some of

the photos are a bit...

These kids these days,

it's... It's not the same

from when you and I

were that age!

Our producers found that

the materials

on your daughter's site,

the photos

might be deemed by our network

as unwholesome.

Was there a particular photo?

Because it'd be very... We answer to our

advertisers and they're very risk-averse.

Anything that could possibly be thought of

as unseemly... I mean, I mean, we could...

We could take down the site.

It'd be so simple.

We live in a time when there

is simply no such thing.

All it takes is one download.

Why would anyone download...

We really wish you

and your daughter

the very best of luck.

But, you know, kids are

emailing photos and texting.

And it's hardly unique,

I have to say...

It's unique to sell them.

Wha...

I don't know what you're...

But I mean, we never, uh...

I would never...

We wish you the best of luck.

Okay.

Thank you.

Did I do something?

No, no, no.

No, I don't know what to...

Can I get you...

I haven't done this for

a while, so if I...

If you know, listen,

there's some protocol that

I'm supposed to follow...

No, no, no.

No, it's about Hannah.

Oh.

It was just supposed

to be a place for

photos and her resume

and clips from plays.

What are you talking about?

Her website.

Oh.

And then one day I got

a message from a stranger.

A fan of Hannah who wanted

to pay for a modeling session.

I knew it wasn't normal,

but the photos were...

I mean, they...

It was the same thing

as catalogue work.

So,

I added a tab to the bottom

of the website

that said

"Private Photo Shoots."

Jesus!

I never let her read

any of the emails.

But the acting classes and,

you know, it's...

I took photos of my daughter.

And they were meant...

I don't know how

we got there, but...

I just had to tell you that.

Why?

Because I thought if I never...

If I never talked about it,

I wasn't doing anything wrong.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes