Motherhood Page #7

I just need a little more time to --

A couple more minutes,

and I'll be done.

Everything's under control in here.

Okay, and....

Mom, everybody wants cake now.

And there has to be

six purple candles

and one number six candle.

Okay.

Come here.

What are you writing?

Ooh!

Oh....

Just this thing.

It has to be done by midnight.

It's kind of important.

It means mommy

might get a real job.

But I don't want you

to get a real job.

Why not?

It's good when mommies work.

It keeps mommies happy.

It keeps them from being mean,

nasty, yelling mommies.

What about daddies?

Should daddies not work, too?

Why moms and not dads, hmm?

Enlighten me.

'Cause moms do everything.

Dads only do some things.

It's different.

[ Cat meows ]

Oh, hi, Lady.

[ Cat continues meowing ]

Mom, for my seventh birthday,

can I get a cat?

Mm....

Mom, can l?

EDITH:

Lady? Lady, where are you?

Mom?

"Maybe" is the best I can do, okay?

ELIZA:
No peeking!

Here it comes!

[ Children giggle ]

[ All sing "Happy Birthday,"

cha-cha-cha version, to Clara ]

ALL, CHANTING:

Are ya 1?

Are ya 2?

Are ya 3?

Are ya 4?

Are ya 5?

Noooooooo!

You're 6!

You're 6!

[ "Georgie Porgie" plays ]

[ Kids chant

"Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" ]

[ Song and chant

continue simultaneously ]

AVERY:
Squeeze her again!

[ Pipes clang ]

Oh, come on, you moron!

It's not even 7:
00!

It's a little girl's birthday party!

Clara, Clara,

can you turn it down just a little?

The parties we used to have

in this building, dear.

I can't tell you.

Everyone would drink gin

and smoke reefer

and dance and talk until dawn.

We used to argue a lot, too.

This was a very political crowd,

very serious about their positions,

don't you know.

No one would have dreamed

of complaining then.

Clara, crank it up!

[ Volume rises ]

Come on, everybody, let's jump!

Jump as hard as you can!

Jump up and down!

Jump, jump, jump!

[ The children scream ]

Come on, everybody, let's go!

[ Water pours ]

So your party's a big success.

Well, until someone starts bleeding,

I'd have to agree.

Sheila, I just --

I am so incredibly sorry

I hurt you.

Look, I do remember

uttering the distinct phrase,

"This does not leave this room."

And by that I meant, "Do not use

this episode for your own ends."

Be that as it may,

we always promised

that we'd tell each other

the minute we got pissed off,

and that's just what I did.

All right, steady on, steady on.

Hair on the lip gloss.

I was just telling you

when I was pissed off

when it actually happened.

I know.

You were just so funny about it,

you know?

I just....

I didn't think.

Oh, but you always

have to think, Eliza.

Oh, bloody hell.

My midwife told me

if I carry on eating sugar

all through my third trimester,

I'm gonna give birth

to a 10-pound behemoth, maybe 12.

That would be extremely

uncomfortable to push out vaginally.

Don't say "vaginally."

[ They laugh ]

You did a stupendous job

pulling everything together today.

I did, didn't l?

I hope you don't mind,

'cause I know how you feel

about these things, but --

I did get Clara the purple

iPod shuffle that she wanted.

You did?

That's kind of an expensive

present for a 6-year-old.

I mean, it's not really

in our economy, is it?

It's in our economy today.

The envelope,

came with the messenger.

Your friend, Mikesh?

You didn't open it, did you?

It was addressed to you.

This is a check

for 24,000 dollars, Avery.

What did you do?

You know those books

that were being thrown out today?

One of them happened to be

a copy of Emerson's essays.

A first edition, which as you know,

is incredibly rare.

And this first edition also happened

to be inscribed,

which significantly upped the value,

so I took it to Odyssey,

and I sold it.

But you love Emerson.

You love that book!

You didn't want to keep it?

Yeah, of course I wanted to keep it.

I even had a messenger

over the check.

Seemed kinda classy.

I figured it's probably enough

to pay for Lucas' preschool

for a couple of years.

And maybe even a dishwasher.

Because I want you

to take some time and write.

Your "mom-oir," whatever the hell

you call it, or something else.

This is....

This is for you, because you --

Oh, Avery!

[ Soft music plays ]

Wait, put this somewhere safe.

I'll do it.

ELIZA:
Motherhood is about accepting

the limitations of time and energy,

which stretch beyond you,

even if sometimes it feels

they could consume you,

Search for and hold on

to your own true self,

If you lose that,

what kind of mother can you be?

Things are always changing,

no matter how much we might

want things to stay the same,

You could take a picture

of your kids every single day,

and every single day,

they'd just be getting older,

That's a fact,

A heartbreaking fact,

But still a fact,

So seize your days

and dwell in them fully,

Look to your children

because they know how to inhabit

brief periods of time

with extreme passion,

And for nothing more, really,

than the sake of those moments,

They can help you remember that,

if you only slow down and let them,

Feel fortunate because chances

are good you actually might be,

Mommy, mommy, mommy,

it's raining outside! Come quick!

All right.

Come on!

-LUCAS:
It's raining outside!

-ELIZA:
It is?

-CLARA:
It's raining!

-ELIZA:
Wow!

Lucas, go get daddy!

Go get daddy!

Here, sweetie, come on.

It's special movie rain...

for your birthday.

[ Rainfall ]

[ Eliza laughs ]

Wow!

[ Loud splash ]

MAN:
Whoa!

Oh, my God, it's piss!

[ They laugh ]

Come out of here!

HESTER:

Don't say I didn't warn ya!

ELIZA:
Go, Hester!

WOMAN:
Sound speed!

MAN #2:
Speeding.

MAN #3:

And, action!

Come here!

AVERY:
Whoa!

Look at the movie down there!

Can you see it?

CLARA:
I'm soaked!

[ Syd Straw's "CBGB's" plays ]

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