Raising Izzie Page #2
OHH.
YOU'RE MY WIFE.
JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE
THE BEST THING:
DONE FOR ME.
JUST BECAUSE A MAN
SHOULD BE ABLE:
JUST BECAUSE WE:
LIVE A GOOD LIFE,
ADVANTAGE OF THIS, BABY.
( chuckles )
YOU KNOW:
WHAT I'M SAYING.
'CAUSE I'M JUST SAYING,
I'M NOT GOING TO BE THIS FINE FOREVER.
OKAY. I'M GETTING OLD.
FOR THINGS.
YEAH, WELL, YOU KNOW,
WE ALREADY HAD THIS CONVERSATION, BABY.
OKAY?
( sighs )
YOU KNOW, WE NEED TO GE THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD.
TOUCH ME, BABY
TOUCH ME, BABY
( holding note )
Izzie:
I MISS YOU, MOMMA.
GOODNIGHT.
Gertie:
HEY, IZZIE.MAKING IT TIGHTER.
GOODNIGHT, PEANUT.
SLEEP TIGHT.
GERTIE?
I MISS MOMMY.
I MISS HER, TOO.
I TOLD YOU,
AND EVERYTHING?
NOBODY.
IT JUST HAPPENED.
NO, IT DIDN'T.
I JUST KNOW.
HOW?
GO TO SLEEP, IZZIE.
( whispering )
Dear, God...
( bell ringing )
Tonya:
HI, ASIA.
Girl:
HI, MRS. FREEMAN.
I'M GOOD.
GOOD. DID YOU
DO YOUR HOMEWORK?
I DID. I DID.
GREAT.
OPEN YOUR BOOKS:
TO PAGE 38.
Girl:
HELLO.HI, MICHELLE.
WHO WAS THAT?
ALL RIGHT, CLASS.
UM... STARING AT I IS NOT GOING TO FILL IT UP.
BE QUIET. LET'S GO.
YEAH, SURE.
Izzie:
WHO'S THAT?
THAT'S THE TEACHER
COME ON. LET'S GO.
WATCH WHERE:
YOU'RE GOING. I'M SORRY.
Gertie:
SORRY.Tonya:
MISS NASH.
I MISSED YOU:
YOU SKIPPED CLASS?
I'M SORRY, MS. FREEMAN.
SOMETHING CAME UP.
PRETTY IMPORTANT.
IT WAS PERSONAL.
A FAMILY MATTER.
OH, I SEE.
I'M IZZIE.
WE'RE SISTERS.
WELL, NICE
TO MEET YOU, IZZIE.
SHE, UH...
TOLD YOU,
SHE WORKS EVENINGS.
YOU DID.
GUESS I'LL MEET HER
GUESS SO.
Gertie:
IZZIE.TOMORROW, MISS NASH.
AND I'LL ALSO EXPEC A NOTE FROM YOUR MOTHER,
EXPLAINING THIS FAMILY MATTER.
UNDERSTAND?
YES, MA'AM.
GOOD.
WELL, IT WAS NICE TO MEET YOU,
MISS IZZIE.
TEACHER PERSON.
MRS. FREEMAN.
MRS. FREEMAN.
YES.
( chuckling )
BE CAREFUL.
SEE YOU TOMORROW.
SHE LOOKS NOTHING
LIKE MOM.
I DIDN'T SAY SHE
LOOKS LIKE MOMMY.
I SAID SHE'S
PRETTY LIKE MOM.
WHATEVER.
WHY ARE YOU:
SKIPPING CLASS?
WELL, THAT'S WHITE KIDS
FOR YOU.
WHAT IS THA SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!
COME ON, NOW.
LET THEIR KIDS:
DRIVE IN PRE-SCHOOL.
STOP IT.
THEY DO NOT.
YES, THEY DO!
THERE'S A WHOLE BUNCH
OF WHITE KIDS:
WITH CREDIT CARDS,
CELL PHONES,
DRIVER'S LICENSE,
DRIVING THEMSELVES
( both laughing )
STUPID.
OH, BABY.
IRRESPONSIBLE FOR THE MOTHER TO DO THAT.
BUT GREG,
YOU CAN'T LEAVE KIDS
THE SAME THINGS, HONEY.
( scoffs )
HAVE YOU SEEN:
RUNNING AMOK 'CAUSE
YEAH. NOT WHEN
NOW, YOU HAD
THE STREET LIGHTS
CAME ON. CAME ON.
OLD MAN.
WRONG.
( laughing )
IT'S JUST DISTURBING, HONEY
COME ON, BABY.
I MEAN, HER MOTHER HAS CANCER,
BUT THE WOMAN IS STILL WORKING.
RIGHT?
YEAH.
THIS LITTLE GIRL'S TURNING
OKAY, WELL, WHAT IF
( laughs )
EXACTLY.
NO.
WELL, WHY NOT?
ARE STILL HERE,
WELL, WE'LL JUST SEE
( muttering )
( bell ringing )
Tonya:
INTO THE HOMEWORK
TONIGHT, OKAY?
PLEASE.
OH, MISS NASH.
THANK YOU.
( scoffs )
NO, I DO UNDERSTAND.
I MEAN, REALLY
( sighs )
GROW UP.
GEEZ!
GOOD MORNING, MISS JACKSON.
ROUGH DAY?
HONEY, I'D PAY SOMEBODY
I HEAR YOU.
NAME?
GERTRUDE NASH.
HMM. GERTRUDE NASH.
DON'T KNOW HER.
MUST BE:
OH, NO. SHE'S NO IN ANY TROUBLE.
I'M JUST GETTING
ALL RIGHT.
WHEN YOU'RE DONE,
THAT BASKET, OKAY?
OKAY, THANK YOU.
ALL RIGHT. MM-HMM.
THANK YOU.
SURE, SWEETIE.
HAVE A GOOD DAY.
( bell ringing )
( sniffling )
YES, YOU CAN,
GERTIE.
PLEASE?
TRUST YOURSELF.
THEN WE'LL START AGAIN.
NOW, YOUR AUDIENCE
IS WAITING.
Mom:
I'M RIGHT HERE.
PLAY YOUR SONG.
HE JUST--
MISS NASH.
FOR A FREE CONCERT.
WILL I GET ONE?
PLAY SOMETHING:
I'D RATHER NOT.
WELL, YOU DON'T HAVE
TO BE EMBARRASSED ABOUT IT.
I'M NOT EMBARRASSED.
YOU JUST DON' WANT TO PLAY FOR ME?
YEAH, THAT SOUNDS ABOUT RIGHT.
WELL, I'M REALLY HURT BY THAT.
JUST KIDDING.
ME TOO.
MISS NASH, LET ME
ASK YOU A QUESTION.
BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT IN TROUBLE.
AND EITHER WAY,
IT'S JUST...
TWO GIRLS TALKING, OKAY?
OKAY, MISS FREEMAN.
FROM YOUR MOTHER, DIDN'T YOU?
PERSON, GERTIE NASH.
VERY INTERESTING.
SO ARE YOU...
MISS FREEMAN.
( chuckling )
OKAY.
THEY GO:
PASSING BY:
Greg:
WELL, WE TRIED.AND, UH...
AND WE'LL--WE'LL
KEEP TRYING.
ANYBODY'S FAULT.
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Raising Izzie" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 23 Nov. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/raising_izzie_16543>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In