Nothing Is Private Page #5

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-Yes, she is.

Come on in.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm early. My mom had some errands

to run, so she just dropped me off.

Daddy, this is Denise.

-Hi.

-Hello, Denise. How are you?

-Good.

-Good.

May I offer you something?

A snack or a cold soda?

Your dad seems nice.

He's not that nice.

He's a racist.

He won't let me see Thomas anymore

because he's afraid it'll ruin my reputation.

And now Thomas is mad at me

just for following my dad's rules.

I'd be mad at you too.

If you do what a racist tells you to,

that makes you a racist.

DENlSE:
Bye!

-Goodbye, now.

Go get the tape.

TRAVlS [ON RECORDlNG]:

I do humanitarian stuff like--

I do humanitarian stuff,

like passing out food.

JASlRA:
But Daddy says

Saddam is gonna gas all the troops.

TRAVlS:
Well, I would expect that

from someone who loves Saddam.

-ldiot.

JASlRA:
That's racist.

[TRAVlS LAUGHS ON RECORDlNG]

You're making an assumption about him

just because of where he's from.

Daddy probably wants Saddam dead

more than you.

TRAVlS:

Is that so?

Next question.

JASlRA:
Why did you pack rubbers

in your duffle bag if you're married?

What happened?

Mr. Vuoso got mad

that I asked him that question.

He hit stop.

And then what happened?

-He asked how I knew about his condoms.

-And how did you?

I found them in his duffle bag.

What kind of person

goes through another man's things?

Do you go through my things too?

-No.

-Oh, my God, Jasira!

Condoms? You're just a child!

You have a foul mouth and a foul mind!

-No, I don't!

-Yes, you do!

You do! You do! You do!

I did an interview with the guy next door

for the school paper.

-I had to make most of it up because--

-So you interviewed a redneck.

So what? I'm not impressed.

-What would impress you?

-Nothing.

It's too late.

Wait, I know.

Have sex with me.

Okay.

But not at my house.

We could do it at my house.

My parents work late.

Can we do it today?

Do you have a condom?

Then we'll have to wait until tomorrow.

I have one at home I could bring.

THOMAS:

lt'll only hurt for a few seconds.

Just tell me when you want me to stop

and I will.

Okay?

Oh.

Oh, my God.

-What?

-Oh, no, it just feels so good.

I'm sorry if it hurts.

The first time is always painful for girls.

I know.

The cab will be here in 15 minutes.

Who'd you do it with before me?

No one.

But nothing popped.

It was supposed to.

I don't know, Thomas.

I'm not gonna be mad if you tell me

you had sex with somebody else.

I'm just curious.

Was it back in Syracuse?

It was nowhere.

Do you feel like a woman?

Uh-huh.

I feel like a man.

[TOM TOM CLUB'S "GENlUS OF LOVE"

PLAYS ON STEREO]

What you reading about?

About kissing.

[DOORBELL RlNGS]

-What do you want?

-ls your daddy home?

No. And if he was,

he wouldn't want to talk with you.

Now look what you did!

Snowball! Come here, Snowball.

Come on.

RlFAT:

God-f***ing-damn it.

First, your idiot of a president

declares a ceasefire...

...even though Saddam isn't dead yet,

or even captured.

And then, I ran over a cat,

about a block away.

Was it little and white?

Yes.

Put it in here.

Don't you want me to take her back

to the Vuosos'?

Are you kidding?

So that a**hole can call me a murderer?

We'll stick it in the freezer...

...and then we'll take it out on Wednesday

with the trash.

Then they'll never know

what happened to her.

Well, you should have thought of that

before you got her killed.

Wow.

Your mother's dating Colin Powell now.

Good.

I hope he marries her.

What a hypocrite.

How are you

supposed to learn anything anyhow?

I have to go to Thena's.

Are you gonna come?

The girl has to come first.

I'm not sure I even know how to.

I'm not by myself.

Can you come like this?

[JASlRA MOANlNG]

I'm gonna go look for Snowball.

Hi.

Can I come in?

Can't we just talk like this?

Sure.

I got called up.

-But the war is over.

-Well, the fighting part is over...

...but they still need plenty of help.

Could you get killed?

No, I don't think so.

Course, it's still dangerous, but....

I leave tomorrow...

...4 a.m.

I just come to say goodbye.

It was nice knowing you.

Take care of yourself, all right?

Wait.

You can come in.

Can't you come closer than that?

Come on over here.

You know, you act like you're so young.

You don't know what you're doing.

You know what you're doing.

You know what you do to men.

You are so beautiful.

You are so beautiful.

Would you stand up?

-Why?

-I want you to strip for me.

-Why?

-Because it's sexy.

Go on.

Just stand there.

That's the most beautiful thing

I've ever seen.

Get on the floor.

I'll think about you in lraq.

TRAVlS:

Morning, kids.

GlRL 1 :
Hi, morning.

GlRL 2:
Hi, Mr. Vuoso.

BOY:

Hey, Mr. Vuoso.

Hi, I'm Gil, Gil Hines.

Melina's husband. Hi.

RlFAT:

Hello. Rifat Maroun.

GlL:
Listen, would you guys

like to come over for dinner?

We could celebrate the end of the war.

Celebrate? What's to celebrate?

Well, we don't have to celebrate.

We can just eat.

We're thinking Monday night,

around 7:
30.

-Do we have to?

-Jasira.

Sure.

-We'd be happy to come.

GlL:
Great.

DENlSE:

Oh, my God.

We can make our own glamour photos.

Come on, we have to.

Well, I got to say, you girls look great.

How about we start out

with a nice smile?

Come on, smile.

Nice. Very good.

You wanna give me a nice little kiss?

Come on. Pucker up. Pucker up.

Be having fun, come on.

There you go. That didn't hurt, did it?

Another one just like that.

Smile. You're so beautiful.

-Good. There you go.

MAN 1 :
Don't be nervous. You look nice.

WOMAN:
You know, you could be a model.

MAN 2:
You're prettier than they are.

There you go, darling. Can we get

one more of those? Like that.

Pucker up real good. Oh, that's sweet.

-You're very, very sexy.

MAN 3:
You're so sexy.

Let me see as much of your throat

as possible. Little bit more.

Come on, stick out your chest. Good.

That is sweet, honey.

TRAVlS:

Very pretty name.

-Very nice.

TRAVlS:
For a very pretty girl.

MAN:
I want you to look like

you just woke up. Sleepy. Good.

I'll tell you something, little girl.

You are very, very good at this.

TRAVlS:
That's the most beautiful thing

I've ever seen.

Why don't you let that strap come down?

Let me see your shoulder.

RlFAT:

You have a foul mouth...

-...and a foul mind.

-Like that.

TRAVlS:
You know what you do to men.

Are you a slut?

MAN:
Strap down, let me see your shoulder.

-No, I'm only 13.

DENlSE:
I used to think

that purple was my favorite color...

...but now I don't think I like it as much.

[HORN HONKlNG]

-How was the mall?

-Great, Mr. Maroun.

Bye.

Get in the car.

Now.

Buckle up.

Where'd you get that filthy magazine?

Answer me!

You don't live in the moral universe!

The things you do are not normal!

You look at pictures of whores,

and you like them so much...

...that you keep the magazine!

You don't obey me

and you don't obey your mother!

One day,

you're gonna run out of places to live.

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