Mom at Sixteen Page #4

- I'm okay.

- There's no danger now.

I'd like to do a full blood work.

I'd rather she go to our family doctor.

I'm sure you're terrific. I'd just rather go

to somebody that we know and trust.

I'm okay. Mom, it's fine.

Nurse.

She has to leave in a wheelchair.

Ethan, can you help Miss Jeffries, please?

It's a formality.

This used to happen to me when I was

her age. I would get very lightheaded.

I think it has something to do

with not eating her breakfast.

Okay, so I sign out when I get down there?

All right.

She has to go in the wheelchair, huh?

Everything will be fine.

- Do you think she's on drugs?

- Which one?

Jacey.

Hey, what's going on?

My mom went to sign some papers.

She'll be back.

You could talk to me.

Look, it has nothing to do with

you or school.

I'm sorry about what I said.

If you're in some kind of trouble...

Look, Mrs. Cooper, this has

nothing to do with you, okay?

You're mad because you're too old

and dried-up to have a baby...

...so don't take it out on me.

I'll do whatever you want, okay?

I'll join the swim team.

I'll go to class. I'll get straight A's.

Just leave me alone!

Oh, Jacey, he's your baby, isn't he?

No. He's not my baby.

Jacey.

He's not mine!

He's not my baby.

What kind of serious pain?

Everybody's knocking themselves out

in this household to make your life work!

What serious pain are you in?

I can't keep on pretending

that I don't have a baby.

I mean, Charley is a part of our lives.

Look, look, look.

Mom, don't.

- Mom, if we could just give Brad and I a go.

- I don't wanna hear about Brad.

Brad is lucky I didn't charge him

with statutory rape. You were 15.

- Mom, that's ridiculous. He was only 17.

- All right, all right, all right.

Jacey...

...what fantasy world are you living in?

Do you think an 18-year-old boy

with an engineering scholarship...

...is gonna wanna give up all that,

stay here with you and raise a child...

...and get married? And, what, work

in a gas station to pay for diapers?

- You are naive!

- He loved me.

Well, darling...

...love is overrated.

Let's suppose you get married, okay?

Do you know what the statistics are

for a marriage...

...between a 16-year-old

and an 18-year-old surviving?

And then what? You're a single mother

without even a high school education.

What guys are gonna wanna

date you under those conditions?

You're wrong about Brad.

We could make this work.

Baby...

...I love you.

And no matter what you think,

and no matter how much you hate it...

...I am gonna do everything in my power

to give you your life back.

There you go.

Don't hang up!

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Thank you for not talking.

Hey, you want a ride?

- Yeah.

- Get in.

Thanks.

I own this thing.

Now, watch this. Watch this.

Come on.

- Hi.

- How's it going?

- Nice hair.

- Yeah, how are you doing, huh?

Let me show you how to do it.

What? Go on.

You scared the crap out of me.

I thought you were Mom.

She went to bed hours ago.

- That's all I need, Mom on my back.

- She needs to be on your back.

- Where were you? What were you doing?

- Nothing, really.

- I hitchhiked to the arcade.

- Hitchhiked to the arcade?

Chill out, okay?

We just stood around and talked.

- They talked, and I pretended to smoke.

- Oh, so now you're smoking?

This guy offered one.

I didn't wanna look like a total dweeb.

You could have been killed or kidnapped.

I remember plenty of nights

when you snuck out.

- I was an idiot.

- Thank you, Captain Obvious.

- Oh, okay, so you wanna end up like me?

- Never happen.

I'm not a slut.

I put in extra marshmallows.

You know, I am really sorry

about what I said.

And I didn't mean it.

And I know you and Brad

were totally in love.

Dad's gone. Mom's a lulu.

Now you're sneaking out.

- I'm sorry you're stuck in the middle.

- Are you kidding?

I have waited my whole life for this.

- For what?

- Since you were little...

...you made all A's,

and you were good at everything:

Soccer, piano, dance,

swimming, school, everything.

And now you're the screwup

and I'm the good kid.

I'm the one who they can point to

and say, "This is our good child.

She only gets B's and C's, but she is

the one who didn't get pregnant. "

Shut up. You know Mom's gonna

freak out about your hair.

- "Your hair is your crowning glory. "

- "Is your crowning glory. "

- Yeah.

- Let's see what we can do about it.

Grab my brush.

Have a seat.

In a show of solidarity,

the girls try and fix the psycho hair.

They don't realize that life as they know it

is about to end.

Oh, no.

What is it? This is what?

Some kind of act of adolescent rebellion?

You realize you've

shot yourself in the foot.

Because your hair was

your crowning glory.

I mean, it's your hair.

It's your prerogative.

I, on the other hand,

can't do anything with my hair.

I haven't got the time or the money.

And it's not even an attractive purple.

There she is.

Look. There's that new girl, Jacey.

That's so gross.

Whore. Whore.

- Slut!

- There she is!

Ho!

Hey, where were you last class?

- Here she comes. I dare you.

- Watch this.

Oh, yeah.

Look at what they're doing.

- Maybe I should...

- Stay out of it.

Let her family deal with it.

Oh, my gosh.

So when she says, "Oh, damn spot,"

she's really trying...

She's really trying

to clear her conscience.

The blood is gone, but her guilt and remorse

for what she's done will never wash away.

- Thank you, Harry.

- You're welcome.

Gena, you're up.

I thought you were going in alphabetical

order. I figured you wouldn't get to me.

- No, I made it very clear you all needed...

- I'll go.

Fine.

Romeo and Juliet

might have been very young...

...but that's what made

their love so pure.

They were victims of a natural passion

that neither of them was prepared for.

And their love was so strong

and so deep.

And then I believe that Juliet

found out she was pregnant.

And she knew it would screw up

her whole family.

So she goes to tell Romeo,

but she finds him dead.

What she doesn't know

is that he's only sleeping.

But still she feels...

...so lost and alone.

She decides to take her life...

...rather than live without the love

that was the breath that sustained her.

Tom.

Okay, I want all the girls

to stand up, please.

Come on. Girls, stand up.

I think you all look lovely,

but we have to say...

...that almost every dress code

in our book is being broken here.

- So what?

- Lf you've got it, might as well flaunt it.

- Yeah.

- What do you guys think of the dress code?

- No one follows it.

- You can't express yourself.

Nobody follows them. Why? Do you think

it's limiting your individuality?

- Definitely, yeah.

- Look at my tattoos and my piercings.

- I wanna show them off.

- Okay.

You can sit down. Thank you very much.

Do you realize you are wearing outfits...

...that trigger a response

from the opposite sex?

- Everything's gonna trigger a response.

- Is it?

But doesn't that trigger a slightly

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