Raising Helen Page #19

(DJ) Guys, your choice later.

- Who is it?

- (Dan) Prom king.

(giggles)

Hey, I thought we could have our own

little prom. Where's the little kids at?

They're sleeping.

Doesn't the principal

have to police the prom?

Don't worry.

LaGambina's looking out for Audrey.

What is this?

( "Feels Like Rain" by John Hiatt)

Down here the river

Meets the sea

And in the sticky heat I feel you

Open up to me

Love comes...

(phone rings)

- I should get it.

- OK.

Hello.

Hello.

What?

Uh... What? I-I'm sorry.

Can you hear me now?

Yes. This is Mrs LaGambina.

Yeah, hi. I don't mean to worry you,

but Audrey's not here.

She arrived with Peter,

but she seems to have gone off with BZ.

I understand. Thank you for calling.

Dan. That was the school.

Audrey left the prom with BZ.

And they overheard some kids saying BZ

was bragging about taking her to a motel.

- What motel?

- They wouldn't say.

OK. They're gonna tell me.

Just come here.

- I just... It's just that I knew it.

- Don't worry.

I'll call you from the prom.

Don't worry.

Audrey.

(grunts in frustration)

Ed, do you know that a lot of celebrities

are knitting now? Isn't that interesting?

- (phone rings)

- Wow.

- Hello.

- Ed. It's Helen.

I need Jenny.

It's Helen.

Really?

Hello?

- Hey.

- What have you found out?

Thank you.

- So what do you know?

- Nothing yet.

Dan's at the gym, trying to see

if he can get something out of BZ's friends.

No. Thank you for your time.

Jenny, we have called over 20 motels.

BZ has a car, he could be anywhere.

They could be in the middle

of Ronkonkoma for all we know.

- Did you let her have a credit card?

- No.

OK. What about your credit cards?

Check your wallet.

I'm having a banana.

- My Visa's gone.

- OK.

I'm gonna call Visa and check your recent

activity. If she's used it, they'll know where.

- Quite the detective.

- No, I'm a mom.

- I need your help, Nilma.

- Let me at 'em.

No, no. Could you watch

Henry and Sarah, please? I'll explain later.

(Nilma) Ravi, just watch the kids.

I'm going to help Helen again, OK?

Look, if you don't tell me,

I'm gonna suspend your asses so long,

you're gonna be getting social security

when you graduate.

Where are they?

Jenny, I'm sorry

you had to come all the way out.

It's all right. It's all right. It's all right.

(phone rings)

- Audrey?

- Helen. I know where they are.

Dan. So do we.

We're halfway there.

OK. I'll meet you.

No, no. This is something

I have to do by myself.

- I should come with you.

- Dan, please. Pretty... (phone cuts out)

Hello?

Hello?

We're getting closer.

It's just down the street.

(Jenny) There it is.

- (man) I don't know. I don't know, lady.

- (Jenny) Gimme the key.

(man) Look, there's laws

against these things.

(Jenny) There's laws against renting

rooms to minors. Now gimme the key.

- (man) I don't want any trouble, now.

- Gimme the key.

- I need that key back. Don't forget it.

- What? Do you think I wanna live here?

I'd rather sleep in a field,

you crazy man. Come on.

- Now, he said they're in 205, OK?

- OK.

- You gotta go in there both guns blazing.

- I know.

- Rip 'em a new one, OK?

- I know. I got it.

- Take charge and get her outta there.

- OK.

(whispers) OK, so just say "housekeeping"

or something, get the door open.

I can't do it.

What?

I can't do this. I can't go in there.

She's gonna hate me.

- She's gonna hate you if you don't.

- I can't do it.

Jenny, I'm not you, OK? I can't do it.

Please, just...

Please.

OK. OK.

(knocks)

- Housekeeping.

- We're already asleep.

Could you come back

in the morning, please?

Aunt Jenny. What are you doing here?

How did you find...

You have ten seconds to get

your things together and get in the car.

Stay. Ten...

You're not my mother,

if you haven't noticed.

No. But I love you very much

and I will be your worst nightmare

if you don't get in that car now.

- Seven, six...

- But we're not ready to go yet.

You're not ready?

Well... Well, are you ready for this?

I don't think so.

Are you ready to be a parent?

I don't think so.

Four,

three...

Are you happy?

You just ruined my entire life.

Well, we'll fix it later.

Two...

- You.

- Chill out, Mommy.

- Hey.

- It's all good.

- Don't you talk to me like that.

- It's just prom.

You listen to me. If you ever

so much as blink in her direction again,

I can and will bury you so far in the ground

that the heat from the earth's core

will incinerate your sorry ass.

- Do you understand me?

- Yes, ma'am.

By the way, you're not a bad person,

but this is very bad behavior.

Very bad behavior.

(Audrey, crying) Go away.

I'm never speaking to either of you.

She's gonna be fine.

She's gonna be just fine.

It was so nice to meet you.

And thank you for your help.

- Sure.

- So. Come here.

So I'll just come pack up the kids

in the morning, and, um...

You're doing the right thing.

You are.

OK.

So good night.

Good night, Jenny.

You want me to make you a cup of tea?

No, thanks.

I think it would be best for me if you just go.

Why?

I'm not a mom.

I'm not girlfriend material.

I'm not brave.

I'm not anything you need.

- Hey, Helen.

- No, please.

Don't.

Please, Dan.

(door opens and closes)

OK. So, then, if you wanna come on

Sunday, great, and you just figure that out.

All right?

And then say goodbye to the kids.

Hey.

You make sure Hippo has a night-light

so he doesn't get scared in the dark, OK?

- Henry.

- Don't worry about it.

OK.

I know you're mad.

I'd be mad too.

But, really, Audrey, I'm only thinking of you.

I got you guys something.

I thought you might like it.

That's darling.

OK, say goodbye to Helen.

Ibsen wrote, "Not all women

are meant to be mothers."

And I have to say, I agree with him.

Fashion and family do not mix.

But, you know, there can be exceptions.

Exceptions?

- Would you like some tea?

- No, thank you. Exceptions like...?

Tinka.

Tinka.

She wants you to be her agent,

of all things.

And, as she is one of our biggest earners

right now, well...

I want you back.

( "Thinking Over" by Dana Glover)

Press on this thing. Makes that

big boom sound. Softer. OK? Softer.

Thanks.

And I'm running out of time

I can feel that it's the season

It's time to make up my mind

And I can't really tell you

what I'm gonna do

There are so many thoughts in my head

There are two roads to walk down

and one road to choose

So I'm thinking over

the things that you've said

I'm thinking over the things

- Hey, Helen.

- Hey.

You calling it a night or want to go eat?

No, I'm just gonna go home.

Thinking over

Thinking over

Thinking over the things that you've said

I'm thinking over

Thinking over

Thinking over the things

Am I ready for forever?

Oh, God, show me a sign

Cos if we're to be together

Then it's got to be divine

And I can't really tell ya

What I'm gonna do

Cos there are so many thoughts

in my head

There are two roads to walk down

and one road to choose

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