Nothing Is Private Page #6

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Hurry.

Jasira! Where are you going? Come here!

Hey, Mel.

Oh. Hey. Come on in.

[BANGlNG ON DOOR]

RlFAT:

Open the door. Jasira!

Jasira. Open the door, now.

Why don't you go wait in the study?

-Down the hall, second door on the right.

RlFAT:
Open the f***ing door!

GlL:
Jasira? I just wanted to let you know

your father went home, okay?

When do I have to go home?

You wanna go home?

-So don't worry about it.

-Don't tell her not to worry. She's worried.

Nobody's gonna make her do anything

she doesn't want to do.

[KNOCKlNG ON DOOR]

Go hide.

-Hello. I'm here to take Jasira home.

-Jasira doesn't want to go home with you.

RlFAT:
This is kidnapping!

And I will call the police.

[lN ARABlC]

I don't see the harm

in her staying with us for a couple of days.

She'll be home when she's ready.

He'll probably be back.

Sorry. This is all that I have.

MELlNA:

I've got something you can wear.

We'll go over and get some of your stuff

tomorrow. I'll pick you up right after school.

We'll go before your father

comes home from work.

What happened to your leg?

Daddy was mad about the magazine.

Mind if I get a couple of pictures?

Is there anything else

I should take a picture of?

You know, I wouldn't even mind this stuff,

if it wasn't for all the airbrushing.

See how smooth her skin is?

She probably has cottage-cheese thighs.

They just paint over it.

And now men look at these pictures

and think that's how women should look.

And women look at these pictures

and think that's how they should look.

Women look at these pictures?

Yeah. They look at them

and feel like crap.

Do women ever look at them

and feel good?

Well, maybe.

Is that how you feel?

I mean, they're sexy pictures.

How anyone feels when they look at them

doesn't really matter. It's private.

But how a kid your age

got a magazine like this, that isn't private.

Who gave you this?

Jasira, did an adult give you this?

Try and get some sleep, okay?

WOMAN [ON RADlO]:

When they enter the job market.

MAN:

Can you give me an example?

WOMAN:
Well, anytime a teenage

fashion doll is presented in a....

-Hi.

JASlRA:
Hi, Melina.

-This is my friend Thomas.

MELlNA:
Hey, Thomas.

Hey, can I come over

and hang out with Jasira for a while?

Is that what you want to do?

Yes.

MELlNA:

Okay. Get in.

We have to drop by Jasira's place

to pick up some clothes first.

There's something else

I need to get from there. It's kind of gross.

Her name's Snowball.

Well, I'm gonna take a nap.

Last couple of days have been maybe

more exciting than I'm used to.

-You two will be okay?

JASlRA:
Yes.

THOMAS:

Psst.

I have a surprise for you.

[JASlRA MOANlNG]

-Jasira?

-Oh, sh*t!

THOMAS:

Oh, I still have the condom on.

[KNOCKlNG ON DOOR]

MELlNA:

Why was this door closed?

I don't know.

Okay, well, you guys

need to go back to the kitchen.

I just have to go to the bathroom.

GlL:

Hey, baby, I'm home.

Hi!

You and I will talk about this later.

[SPEAKlNG lN ARABlC]

Emphasis on the:

Hey, Jasira.

[SPEAKS lN ARABlC]

Gil told me how to say "hi" in Arabic.

GlL:

Dinner's almost ready, Mel.

Hey, Thomas.

Don't you want to call your mother?

Yeah, I guess I'd better.

Yeah, just use the phone in the study.

[DOORBELL RlNGS]

[EDlE BRlCKELL & NEW BOHEMlANS'

"WHAT I AM" PLAYS ON STEREO]

Good evening.

We're here to celebrate the end of the war.

It's okay.

Come in.

This is Thena, my girlfriend.

-Hi. Gil.

-Hi.

Nice to meet you.

And this is for you, I prepared it myself.

It's baklava, and it's delicious.

And this is for you.

It's sparkling cider.

RlFAT:

Good evening, Melina.

This is my girlfriend, Thena.

Hi.

Hello, Jasira.

Hi.

Hi.

Say hello to Thena.

-Hi, Thena.

-Hi, Jasira.

It's so good to see you again.

THOMAS:
Melina.

MELlNA:
Yeah?

-My mother says I can stay.

-All right.

I just have to make sure

that I'm home by 10:00.

This is Thomas.

-Hi, Thomas. I'm Thena.

-Hi.

-It's nice to meet you.

THENA:
Nice to meet you.

Where's Gil?

Hello.

-It's Thomas.

-I know.

Well, obviously you forgot

about our dinner tonight.

Well, I mean, the circumstances

have changed, don't you think?

-The war is still over.

-We didn't mean to intrude.

We just thought that maybe this

was a good time for Rifat to see Jasira...

...and let her know

how much he misses her.

RlFAT:

Yes.

I would like that very much.

Okay. Sure.

Well, why don't you just come on in

and sit down for a few minutes?

Thank you.

Excuse me, but may I ask

what he's doing here?

-I'm a friend of Jasira's.

-Uh-huh.

Except that Jasira's

not supposed to be seeing you.

Why not?

-Because I'm black.

-Ha! Is that the reason?

[THENA LAUGHS]

Oh, my God.

That's ridiculous.

I did not make the world the way it is.

I'm just trying

to spare my daughter shame.

And now these people

decided to butt into our lives.

We are just trying to help her.

Who are you, exactly?

Why should you help?

Who asked you to help?

GlL [lN ARABlC]:

[SPEAKS lN ARABlC]

I'd like to see where Jasira's sleeping.

I have the right to know

where my daughter's sleeping.

Okay. Sure.

It's down the hall,

second door on the right.

Thank you.

-Great, Gil. I can't believe you let him in.

-Well, he has a right, Mel.

MELlNA:
Not in our house.

GlL:
She's still his daughter.

I'm going to take the baklava

to the kitchen.

Thank you.

THENA:

So...

...mind if I ask when your baby is due?

Officially, March 10th. But she's already

dropped, so it could be...

-She?

-... any day.

You already know it's a girl?

Girls are so much more fun than boys.

That is so exciting. Congratulations.

RlFAT:

Thomas!

-Get up.

THOMAS:
What?

-Stop it!

-Rifat! Stop it!

What the hell? That's disgusting!

I found a condom in your toilet.

-You're snooping in our toilet?

RlFAT:
His jacket's on her bed...

...and his condom is in your toilet.

He's the only one here

who needs one, right?

Oh, my God.

You think I'm terrible,

but you let my daughter...

-...take boys in her room?

-We don't.

-Jasira, get your things. We're going home.

GlL:
Just hold on a second. Hold--

Go ahead, call the police.

You have her leg, but I have the rubber.

-You both are terrible too. Terrible people.

-It's my fault. Blame me.

-Of course I blame you, Thomas!

-It's not his fault!

And you, Mrs. Hines. For letting

my daughter lose her virginity in your house!

-I didn't lose it here.

-She lost it at my house.

No!

I lost it at your house, Daddy.

Mr. Vuoso did it with his fingers.

I didn't want him to...

...but he did.

WOMAN:

Someone from the DA's office....

In the meantime, here's my card.

If you need anything, or if she just feels

she needs to talk, you can give me a call.

RlFAT:
So I can get ahold of you directly?

WOMAN:
Yes.

RlFAT:
We'll call you if anything else

comes up, but thank you for your help.

WOMAN:

All right? Take care, now.

RlFAT:

Jasira?

I can't understand

why you never told me about this before.

I thought you would be mad.

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