Nothing Is Private Page #4

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So glad to see you.

[SPEAKS lN FORElGN LANGUAGE]

GAlL:

Wow, very nice.

RlFAT:

Thank you.

GAlL:

Hey, what's with the flag?

RlFAT:

Oh. I'm supporting the war.

I thought you were protesting it.

I'm protesting one aspect of the war

and supporting another aspect.

See, the mark of intelligence, Gail,

is having the capacity...

...of holding two conflicting ideas

in your head at one time.

Is that right? Okay.

Honey, show me your room.

Hon?

How about I go drop your dad off

tomorrow...

...and we go get a Christmas tree?

Would you like that?

Yeah? I can't wait to give you your

Christmas presents.

You're gonna love them.

I spent a fortune on them.

I hope you didn't get me anything.

I don't want anything, you know.

You're so pretty.

[BOTH LAUGH]

You are.

So pretty.

Barry and I broke up.

He moved out.

That's too bad.

No, it's not.

He was an a**hole.

I, um....

I feel terrible about last summer

when I took his side over yours.

Do you like living here? With your father?

I guess.

I should finish out the school year here.

I like the school.

But I thought you said you didn't like it.

I thought you didn't like your daddy.

I don't have anyone.

I'm so lonely, Jasira.

I'll come back next summer.

I guess I misunderstood. Good night.

-Mom?

-What?

Can I kiss you?

Sure.

-It's pretty. Thank you, Mom.

-You're welcome, baby. You like it?

Well, I guess that's it.

Well, I guess so.

I thought you were kidding

about not buying me any presents.

Why would I be kidding you, Gail?

You could've at least

made me something in art class.

Just great.

Your mother can be very hard

to live with, you know?

Cheap, cheap. You cheap bastard!

I put you through graduate school

so you could make this kind of money...

...and you can't even buy me

a bottle of perfume?

You've made copies of my paychecks?

How'd you get these?

-My salary's not your business.

-Of course it is!

-We have a child and she costs money.

-Did you give her the key to my desk?

-I don't know where it is.

-I don't believe you, Jasira.

I used a nail file, so lay off her.

Know what? It's not the first time

she's broken my rules.

She keeps taking phone calls from that

black boy and thinks I don't know!

-You're not supposed to see him anymore.

-She does what she wants!

She can live with me. How about that?

Fine.

I have to finish the school year.

What is this "school year" bullshit?

You hate your father!

-That's what you told me on the phone.

JASlRA:
I didn't!

-I don't hate you.

GAlL:
Oh, my God.

-I'm going to Thena's.

-Fine. Go.

RlFAT:

Yeah, I am going.

GAlL:
You ruined our Christmas.

-And you have invaded our privacy!

-You got your girlfriend a present.

-Yes, I did.

I can't believe I spent six years

married to you, you f***ing a**hole!

And I can't believe

you want to spend another minute with him.

You're all idiots.

Idiots.

JASlRA:
I just don't feel

like going anywhere today.

Well, then I'll just come visit you.

You can't come over. You're black.

Ha-ha.

I really hope you're kidding.

I'm serious.

My parents don't want me

being friends with a black boy.

Why would you listen

if they said something like that?

Because they're my parents.

[DOORBELL RlNGS]

MELlNA:

Come on in.

-Hey.

JASlRA:
Hey.

Excuse the mess. I promised Gil

I'd take that tree down today...

...but I just got too tired.

I can't stay long.

I like your tree.

Oh, hey. I got you something for Christmas.

That there, that's for you.

I meant to bring it over earlier...

...but Gil's parents were here,

and my mother and stepfather.

It was exhausting.

I'll have to hide it from Daddy.

Well, just keep it here.

You can come read it anytime you want.

MAN [ON TV]:
The first assault began

at 2 a.m., Baghdad time.

-Finally. Saddam will get killed before long.

-Laser-guided smart bombs.

In Washington, at the request

of Defense Secretary Cheney...

...President Bush authorized the call-up...

...of as many as

...and other Reservists

for up to two years.

But the president denied

that a ground war was imminent.

JASlRA:

I'm interested in war reporting.

What kind of war reporting?

Well, I guess I'm interested

in Reservists...

...and what it's like to get called up.

My next door neighbor is one.

Maybe I could interview him.

That's a good angle.

Want to come to my house this weekend

to work on our articles?

I can't. That's when I want to try

and interview the man next door.

Then I'll come to your house.

After the interview.

We could have a sleepover. Wanna?

I'd have to ask Daddy.

Want to know why I joined the paper?

You can't tell anyone.

I'm in love with Mr. Joffrey.

I wanna have sex with him.

Daddy?

Can I have a friend sleep over?

She's a girl.

A white girl.

It doesn't matter what color she is

if she's a girl.

Don't make me out to be a racist,

when I have your best interest at heart.

What's this?

Questions for Mr. Vuoso.

I'm going to interview him

for the school paper about the war.

Here you are, living with somebody

from the Middle East...

...and all you care about is interviewing

that scumbag next door.

Who are you?

[DOORBELL RlNGS]

[MUSlC PLAYS ON STEREO]

-Hey.

-Hi.

Is it okay if I interview you

for our school paper about the war?

Since you're a Reservist.

Are you scared to go to war?

No. No. Well, I'm not in a fighting unit.

I do humanitarian stuff like--

I do humanitarian stuff,

like passing out food.

But Daddy says

Saddam's gonna gas all the troops.

Well, I would expect that

from someone who loves Saddam.

That's racist.

You're making an assumption about him

just because of where he's from.

Daddy probably wants Saddam

dead more than you.

Is that so?

Is that so?

Next question.

Why did you pack rubbers in your duffle bag

if you're married?

Now, who said

you could go through my personal things?

Why did you pack them?

Why do you think I packed them?

[DOORBELL RlNGS]

[KNOCKlNG ON DOOR]

TRAVlS:
Goddamn it.

-What is going on over here?

-Nothing.

JASlRA:
I'm interviewing him...

...for the school paper.

-The interview's over. You're going home.

-Wait a second--

You want me to call somebody?

All right.

Hold on.

I'll be right back.

Did you tell her anything?

No, I swear.

So, what's her f***ing problem?

Damn it. I hardly get to spend

any time alone with you...

...and I get this one chance...

...that b*tch ruins it.

MELlNA:

Hey, I'll walk you home.

I want to give you something.

It's a key to our house.

If you ever need to come over at any time,

for any reason, just let yourself in, and--

Jasira.

You don't even have to tell me why.

Okay? Just come on over.

You can watch TV or read your book.

Why are you doing this?

If anything ever happened to you,

I'd never forgive myself.

Nothing will happen to me.

Give me the tape.

I wanna know what he told you.

It's private.

Nothing you have is private.

Give me the tape.

[DOORBELL RlNGS]

Now what?

DENlSE:
Hi.

RlFAT:
Hello.

DENlSE:
Is Jasira here?

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