My Girl 2 Page #6

VADA:

You were just having a fight about me.

Wouldn't you like to hear my opinion?

HARRY:

Of course.

VADA:

I think that if I'm old enough to accept a

new baby, and if I'm old enough to accept a

new room, I'm old enough to go to California.

HARRY:

Honey I know it's fun to think about these

things but....

VADA:

I already bought a ticket.

HARRY:

What??

VADA:

I used my own money and got a great deal,

it's a Q47NR five day fare, which means that I

have to change planes in Dallas and stay over

a Saturday.

There's no exchanges or refunds, so...if you

don't let me go then I will have wasted my

entire life savings.

HARRY:

Ah, uh, uh, bu...but...but I... I... Isn't it

against the law to sell airline tickets to

minors?

Harry looks at Shelly, who looks guilty

Don't tell me you aided and abetted this

little scheme?

SHELLY:

Well, Vada needed me.

Vada leaves the room

Besides the airline requires the signature of

an adult.

HARRY:

Yeah and they forgot to ask for one who

wasn't having hormone surges.

SHELLY:

Oh come on Harry, we're talking about five

days here.

HARRY:

I really think we're going overboard for just

a simple school assignment.

VADA IS BACK IN LIVING ROOM, RUBBING HER HAND ON THE

PUMPKIN STAIN SPOT, WE CAN HEAR HARRY AND SHELLY IN THE

BACKGROUND:

SHELLY:

But it's not a little school assignment. I

think maybe all of this is happening for a

reason.

HARRY:

Reason? What reason?

VADA LIES DOWN AND PUTS HER HEAD ON THE SPOT

SHELLY:

Phil's moving to LA, Grammoo's passing, the

baby being born, Vada's report, I think...

CAMERA IS BACK ON SHELLY AND HARRY

...maybe all of these are signs, signs that

it's time for Vada to take this trip.

HARRY:

Signs. OOOOOOOOOOOH, let me get the loch ness

monster on the phone, you two have a lot to

talk about. No, I'm sorry, Vada is NOT going

to Los Angeles, now I have made my decision

and that is final.

AT THE AIRPORT, VADA AND HARRY ARE WALKING OUT TOWARDS THE

CHECK IN DESK:

HARRY:

And remember don't talk to anyone, even if a

nun sits next to you, don't talk to her.

VADA:

No nuns, got it.

HARRY:

And no boys, promise me, oh those LA people

are all so corrupt you'll end up pregnant and

on drugs...and don't come running to me when

you wake up in the city morgue with a tag on

your toe having been beaten up into an

unrecognizable pulp by some surfer...and DON'T

make eye contact, it communicates an implied

vulnerability.

Vada hands her ticket to the attendant

VADA:

What does that mean?

HARRY:

It means...I'm a paranoid nitwit who's never

let his baby girl out of his sight for the

simple reason he's a paranoid nitwit. So why

don't you just say "Oh Dad" and get on the

damn plane already?

Vada gives Harry a hug

VADA:

Bye Dad, I'll miss you.

HARRY:

Thanks, I needed that.

VADA:

I'll be back in 137 hours.

HARRY:

Have fun.

Vada waves as she boards the plane

Not too much.

OUTSIDE VIEW OF AIRBORNE PLANE, SWITCHES TO INSIDE VIEW OF

VADA AT HER WINDOW SEAT, SHE GETS OUT HER BOX AND LOOKS

THROUGH IT AGAIN

VADA'S THOUGHTS

It's hard to believe that my mother's whole

life fits into this box. I've just gotta think

of this stuff as clues...or good luck charms.

But I need more than luck to solve this

puzzle, I need a miracle.

CONVEYOR BELT AT AIRPORT IN LA VADA'S BAG DROPS ONTO BELT

AND BEGINS TO MOVE ALONG, AT FIRST ATTEMPT VADA MISSES HER

BAG, THEN SHE GETS IT

Vada has her bag and stands in the middle of the terminal

waiting, a boy is seen running into the building, he stops

and looks around, passing straight by Vada, then turning and

trying to get a look at her, Vada will not allow this as she

keeps turning away from him

BOY:

Are you waiting for someone?

Vada stays turned away and does not reply

BOY:

Excuse me I asked you a question.

VADA:

I'm not supposed to talk to strangers, not

even nuns.

BOY:

You're Vada right?

Vada turns nervously and looks at him

VADA:

How did you know my name?

BOY:

Your Uncle Phil told me.

VADA:

Where is he?? He was supposed to meet me.

BOY:

Hey relax, you think I kidnapped him or

something?

VADA:

This is California, anything is possible.

BOY:

Well if I was looking for a victim, I

definitely wouldn't pick your Uncle Phil who

outweighs me by about 150 pounds, besides, who

would I ask for ransom? You??

VADA:

Are you suffering from a chemical imbalance

or is it just an attitude problem.

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