Nothing Is Private Page #3

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I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.

-I'm sorry.

-No, don't go.

-No!

-Please!

Sorry.

RlFAT:
Thena's moussaka was delicious.

But the baklava?

Terrible.

She might call you to go shopping with her.

Just say you have homework.

She needs to find friends her own age.

You know, even when you're not there,

you hog all the attention.

I don't know how you do it, but you do.

[DOORBELL RlNGS]

Now what?

EVELYN:

Hello, Rifat.

-May we have a moment of your time?

RlFAT:
Certainly.

EVELYN:
We've come to give Jasira

her last paycheck.

It won't be possible for her

to babysit Zack any longer.

-Yeah, she hit me really hard in the arm.

RlFAT:
Is that true? Did you really hit him?

Why would you do such a thing?

I don't think there are any circumstances

under which hitting would be appropriate.

He called me a towelhead.

Well, did you know that your son

called my daughter a towelhead?

And a camel jockey and a sand n*gger!

Jesus Christ!

Look, if Zack used inappropriate language,

I'm sorry. But violence--

RlFAT:

Where is the check?

Where is the check?

You can show yourself out.

Well, all right, then!

Zack, I really wish

you would've told me the whole story....

[DOOR CLOSES]

Her redneck of a husband

will soon get called up...

...and then Saddam will gas him,

and that will serve all of them right.

MAN:

So, what's Lebanon like?

She's never been. She has a grandmother

she's never even met.

Oh, no, that would never fly in my family.

This wine is delicious.

Daddy picked it out.

Seriously? He didn't even

want you to come. I had to talk him into it.

[FUNKADELlC'S "MAGGOT BRAlN"

PLAYS ON STEREO]

-Your mother and I are gonna go upstairs.

WOMAN:
Good night, Jasira.

Good night.

The wine you brought them

made them horny.

[MOANS]

What happened? Did I hurt you?

No. I had an orgasm.

Wow, was that your first time?

No.

I've had them before, with myself.

But I don't want to anymore.

Why not?

I wish I could have one right now.

You can if you want.

-Will you watch?

-I don't know.

[THOMAS BREATHlNG HEAVlLY]

[PHONE RlNGlNG]

Hello, Bradley residence.

RlFAT:
This is Rifat Maroun.

I would like to speak to my daughter.

Oh, yes, sir, Mr. Maroun.

She's right here.

-Hello?

-Hey, I'm coming to pick you up.

-Wait for me outside.

-But it's not even 9:00 yet.

I'm tired of waiting up. I want to go to bed.

Some of us work, you know?

Okay.

Does your mom have any tampons?

Sure.

Could you bring them to school for me

on Monday?

I'll go get them.

You could take them home.

No. Daddy won't let me wear them.

Does your mom have any razors?

Because I need those too.

Night, Mr. Maroun.

You're not to see that boy again.

You did not give me the full information

so I could make a proper decision.

Do you understand what I'm referring to?

-I think so.

-Good.

Because if you continue to visit

that boy's house, no one will respect you.

Thank you.

How far up are you going to shave?

I don't know.

I think you should shave everything.

I could do it for you.

I'd be very careful, I promise.

JASlRA:

Here's my dad's shaving cream.

Should I put on my bathing suit?

How am I supposed to shave you

if you're wearing a bathing suit?

Come here.

You look nice.

Thanks.

Do you wanna stand or sit?

Usually I stand.

Okay.

So let me know when it grows back.

I can shave it for you again.

Okay.

RlFAT:
I can't believe your idiot of a mother

is gonna be here for Christmas...

...but I want the place to look good

when she gets here.

If she thinks she's the only one

who could plant a decent garden...

...she's about to experience

a rude awakening.

Hand me another one.

Howdy.

Zack and I were wondering

if we could talk to you and Jasira...

...for a moment.

Well, aren't you talking to us now?

-We came here to apologize.

RlFAT:
Really?

TRAVlS:

Right, Zack?

I'm sorry I called you a towelhead.

Will you be my babysitter again?

I wanna apologize, too,

for things that I said that I shouldn't have.

-Maybe Zack overheard me--

-Maybe Zack overheard you?

Did anyone ever tell you

how to accept an apology, Maroun?

Because you ain't very good at it.

And why should I be good at it, Vuoso?

Why?

I don't want to be Zack's babysitter.

I have things to do after school.

ZACK:

Come on, Dad. Let's go.

Good day.

I'm so proud of you, Jasira.

Ha!

[DOORBELL RlNGS]

Hey. Well, no-- Hold on, Jasira.

I'm not gonna come in.

I'm just gonna stay right here.

Hi.

Zack and his mom went to his grandma's.

Her cat just had kittens.

I guess they're pretty cute.

Your dad staying at his girlfriend's?

Yeah? I figured.

Well, I was thinking maybe you and l

could go do something together.

What would we do?

I don't know. We could....

We could go get Mexican food.

[MEXlCAN MUSlC PLAYS

OVER SPEAKERS]

MAN:

Margarita for you, seor.

[SPEAKS lN SPANlSH]

And a virgin margarita for your daughter.

JASlRA:

Thank you.

I'm not your daughter.

I'm your girlfriend.

You're too young to be my girlfriend.

No, I'm not.

You did that thing to me.

I'm your girlfriend.

Um....

Jesus. Jasira, that thing....

God, this whole setup's

gonna have me pissing all night.

Just in time.

How come it took so long to get here?

It's so far away from where we live.

Well, I just didn't want to run into

anybody we knew.

Jasira.

[JASlRA LAUGHlNG]

I'm drunk.

How would you know?

Because I feel so happy.

You think being drunk makes you happy?

I guess it does sometimes.

Why do you like me?

I know.

My b*obs.

Maybe.

It's more than that.

When I grow up,

I wanna be in your magazines.

No, you don't.

Are you a slut?

Huh?

-I don't think so.

-No, you're not a slut.

You're not gonna be

in those magazines.

I'll tell you something, though.

Keep hanging around that black kid,

you'll be a slut.

I saw him leaving your house.

He's better than you.

Oh, yeah?

He only touches me when I say he can.

Thank you.

I'm not a bad man.

I'm really not.

I never would've

done that thing to you if l'd--

If I'd known you were still a virgin.

The only reason I married Evelyn

is because she got pregnant.

I mean, she's....

She's not the kind of person

that I thought I would....

You know, sometimes...

...I actually hope that I will get called up.

Will you write me letters?

I'd like that.

Good night.

-Good night.

-Good night.

MELlNA:

Jasira?

Gil said he saw you

in Mr. Vuoso's car last night.

I wasn't in his car.

Any man who wants to be friends

with a girl your age is a pig.

I wasn't in his car!

If he asks you to be his friend,

I want you to tell me, okay?

-I mean it, Jasira.

-You're not my mother.

Jasira?

Mommy!

-Hi, baby. Hi!

-I missed you!

I missed you so much.

Gail, you really are ridiculous.

Shut up, Rifat. Hi.

Hi, sweetie.

Well, just so you know, we've decided

not to exchange gifts this year. Right?

We are protesting the fact Bush is

waiting until after the holiday to wage war.

Whatever you want. Whatever you want.

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