My Girl 2 Page #5

KEVIN:

Oh please, who do you think you're kidding?

And where did she spy on the Russians from,

here in Pennsylvania??

VADA:

No, not here in Pennsylvania, she went to

Russia undercover with her acting troupe and

got a lot of highly sensitive secret plans

sent back. Just when she was about to go home,

she got caught, and they killed her.

KEVIN:

All right, so when did she have you between

all her acting and spying and getting caught?

VADA:

That's simple. She was pregnant with

me...when she went to Russia and she didn't

know...and then when the Russians found out,

they waited to shoot her 'cause you're not

allowed to kill pregnant women anywhere in the

world.

JUDY:

So she had you in jail, in Russia?

VADA:

Well actually I was born in Siberia and then

they shot her and sent me home to my Dad.

KEVIN:

Vada, if bullshit wore a bra, you'd be topic.

Come on Judy.

Kevin and Judy walk off

VADA:

Ohh...ask anyone, ask my Dad!

(pause)

Could be true.

Vada goes to her locker and opens it, exchanging books

VADA'S THOUGHTS

How come guys talk so much when they have

nothing to say, and girls have plenty to say,

but no-one will listen.

VIEW OF RUG ON FLOOR OF SULTENFUSS' LIVING ROOM, VADA LIFTS

UP THE RUG AND EXPOSES THE LARGE BLACK PATCH THAT THE

PUMPKIN LEFT SHOWING SHELLY

VADA:

I used to come down here and sleep on this

spot when I was little.

My report is gonna be a disaster, everything

I know about her fits into one little box.

SHELLY:

A box?

TOP VIEW OF BOX, VADA AND SHELLY ARE SITTING ON A BED

LOOKING THROUGH IT

SHELLY:

Oh Vada, what a sweet baby book!

VADA:

It's only filled out to page two. I was eight

pounds, four ounces.

(looking further in box)

There's so many programs, she was in a lot of

plays.

Dad said that when she was on stage, she held

the audience in the palm of her hand.

SHELLY:

(looking at a small brown paper bag)

What's this? December 8th, 1958?

VADA:

I don't know, Dad doesn't either.

SHELLY:

Well, it must mean something. She was

obviously very sentimental.

VADA:

(as Shelly pulls out a passport)

This is one of my favorite things, her

passport.

SHELLY:

(looking at the photo)

Oh Vada she's so beautiful.

Margaret Ann Muldovan, Born in Los Angeles,

California, February 7th 1936. Aquarius.

VADA:

Margaret's my middle name, but everybody

called her Maggie. Los Angeles, have you ever

been there?

SHELLY:

No. You know they say, that it never rains,

that you can barbecue on Christmas

day...instead of riding your bike, you just

surf over to your friends house. Oh, and the

place is just crawling with celebrities. I

know someone who saw Walter Matthau picking up

his dry-cleaning.

VADA:

Is that why Uncle Phil moved there?

SHELLY:

Uncle Phil just needed a change, a little

adventure.

VADA:

I wonder why she got a passport if she never

went anywhere.

SHELLY:

Well you've gotta be prepared.

VADA:

I'm definitely traveling some day.

Shelly gets an idea

SHELLY:

Why not now?

VADA:

What do you mean?

SHELLY:

How would you like to go visit your Uncle

Phil in Los Angeles...next week during your

spring vacation, you could do research on your

mom.

VADA:

But what about you and the baby? You need me.

SHELLY:

Oh, but I'm not due to have the baby for

another six weeks or so.

VADA:

Yeah, it would be kinda great.

SHELLY:

It would be fantastic.

VADA:

But Dad'll never go for it.

SHELLY:

You leave your father to me.

FOYER OF SULTENFUSS' HOUSE, HARRY AND SHELLY ENTER THROUGH

A DOOR ARGUING:

SHELLY:

We should encourage her to spread her wings.

HARRY:

She can spread her wings, right here in

Pennsylvania. You don't send a child alone to

Los Angeles, she could come back with her ears

pierced, her legs shaved and God knows what

else.

SHELLY:

She is not a child Harry, she is a young

woman, she's on the brink of...

HARRY:

Disaster, disaster lurks behind every

(hesitates)

palm tree.

SHELLY:

You're being narrow-minded.

Harry begins to move up the stairs

HARRY:

Look, maybe when she's a little older, I'd be

more then happy to bring up...

Vada approaches from upstairs

(to Vada)

Ohh...Hi Vada, we were just having a

little....

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