Riding in Cars with Boys Page #3

Sorry.

Okay, just hold on, Fay.

Janet, door.

Can you believe he did that?

I swear, I would rather die than marry

Ray. I don't care what my father says.

Bev...

...I know this sounds horrible...

...but my aunt fell down the stairs

when she was preg... You know.

And she...

...you know.

And I thought maybe you could...

You know?

Good night, Fay.

Janet?

I'll give you five bucks

if you throw me down the stairs.

No!

Janet? You'd better be asleep!

What was that?

What are they doing?

I don't know.

- What are you doing?

- Nothing.

Dear Mom and Pop:

The prospect of you reading this

so shatters me that...

.../'m a stranger to myself.

y our fears over my behavior,

which / thought unreasonable...

...seem now the stuff of wisdom.

/ have terrible news

/'ve been withholding from you.

'But, like poison

f rom an adder's tongue...

...I have to spit it out.

I am pregnant.'

Wow. That's really good writing.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

There's more.

Perhaps after the anger,

which you have every right to feel...

...you will remember

/ am the daughter you loved.

Beverly.

This is what we'll do. She'll go

to school until she starts to show.

Then she'll get

her equivalency.

Then she'll get

a job as a secretary.

After they're married,

they'll move into the rec room. Right?

That's not the plan

I have in mind.

I've decided what's best

for my f uture...

...is not getting married.

As you can see f rom my letter,

I have a flair for writing.

- So my plan is...

- Plan?

You have a plan?

You have a plan.

Well, I had a plan too.

I was gonna work hard,

raise a good family...

...hold my head up proud.

That plan's dead.

Know what I thought?

No. No, I better not.

Go ahead.

Say whatever you want.

You were special.

And you ruined your life.

And you broke my heart.

I just...

Say something.

Leo, it'll be okay.

Don't cry, Pop. Please.

Mom's right.

Everything will be okay.

We're gonna get married...

...because we're in love...

...and we're gonna get married.

Ex cuse me!

- You're late.

- You know my parents.

I had to sneak out.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

- What's the shoe polish for?

- Decorating the car, silly.

I got her some Green Stamps.

I hope it's okay.

Please, stand still.

- Sexy.

- Stop it.

Stop hitting her.

- Come on. I can't get it.

- Please!

- Stop moving around. You ready?

- Stop!

All right? Do I got it?

- Take the picture!

- Don't yell in f ront of the church!

Take the picture, will you?!

- Everybody stand still.

- My baby.

That was a good one.

- Can I have some more?

- Yeah.

- Can we get some more wine, please?

- Don't!

Sorry.

Okay, this is for Bobby.

- Say something.

- I got it.

- This is a wedding.

- Let her finish!

Thank you. I'm sorry.

Save it for the Vietnamese.

- I love you, Bobby.

- I love you too.

When I get back,

we're starting our own garage.

Cars, bikes,

I'm thinking maybe even trucks.

- Yeah?

- Yeah!

That's great!

Because between you and me...

...I had no idea

how I was gonna make a living.

- Lovely affair.

- Thanks. They need it.

No, give it to Teresa.

- She can't hear.

- To Teresa! I'll keep it.

- No!

- Give me that!

Thank you.

I really like the macaroni salad.

Watch this. Go!

Bev, look at Tina.

And Kevin.

She loves to dance.

Beautif ul.

Janet, you were great.

- Thank you.

- Thank you, Tony.

Thank you. We're going to take

an intermission to eat.

We'll be back. Thank you very much.

You should have danced.

What's the matter?

What?

My father never asked me to dance.

He's embarrassed to be seen with me.

You're crazy.

Nobody's ashamed

to be seen with you.

How come no one's come to say hi?

I'm the bride. The only person

to even look at me...

...is crazy Aunt Mildy, who's

calling me Agnes, my dead cousin.

- Agnes!

- Hi, Mildy.

- Know what?

- I love you!

Who cares about them? Right?

No, I know what's gonna happen.

When you graduate, you'll get sent

to a fancy school. I'll be alone.

With a kid.

- Let's hear a speech.

- Good idea!

- Speech! Speech!

- Tony, drum roll.

All right!

There are times in a man's life

when there is cause to celebrate.

- See?

- And finding f riends is easy.

But then there are times like this.

And if people are still there,

those are his real f riends.

His real family.

We all know what brought us here.

And the fact you still

saw it in your hearts to come...

Well, you're in my...

...my heart forever.

- Salud.

- Salud!

Now you can go back and eat.

And finish eating.

- Wasn't that nice?

- Beautif ul!

- Beautif ul!

- Thanks. Sit down.

She's not gonna sing again, is she?

Hi.

My name is Fay.

And I'm Bev's best f riend.

I just wanted to say...

...how beautif ul Bev looks tonight.

And to wish her

all the happiness in the world.

Now that I've said it,

maybe one of you could say it too.

Sitting over there is a girl who

has a light around her.

It's the chair.

When you're near her,

something ex citing will happen.

If you think you deserve a medal

for being here...

...due to the circumstances...

- That's enough...

- No. Wait, I'm not finished yet.

If you're so great for being here,

don't talk to me, either.

Okay?

Because I'm pregnant too.

She's what?

- Congratulations.

- Really?

- Did you know?

- No.

It's an epidemic.

Go back to eating now.

Salud.

- Tony!

- Come on, put the food down.

Zippy, ask your cousin to dance.

Janet, dance with Zippy.

I don't know what to say.

- Swear you're not joking.

- I swear.

I found out two days ago.

I had to tell Bobby first.

Sorry.

- It's okay.

- It's not. There's no ceremony.

We're getting married

before he ships out.

My father wanted me

to live with my brother...

...and put the baby up for adoption,

but Mom said no.

That's what's going on.

We're gonna be pregnant together!

And we're both gonna have girls!

And they're gonna be just like us!

She's crazy.

- Keep them closed!

- All right.

- Where are we? Fay?

- No peeking.

- I'm right here.

- You coming?

You want to come in? Bobby!

Fay Forrester!

I'll write f rom Vietnam!

They had to leave.

Keep going.

Keep them closed.

- Keep them closed.

- What are you doing?

Bend the knee.

- My God. All right.

- Okay.

Keep them closed.

All right.

- I'm caught.

- It's all right.

- Where are we going?

- Don't open them until I say.

Okay!

Okay, open your eyes!

Open your eyes, come on.

- What is it?

- What is it?

This is our place!

This is where we're gonna live!

- How'd you do this?

- I talked to your father.

He got us public housing.

He helped you?

Us. I think he was glad

that I came to him.

I figured you didn't want

to be under their rules anymore.

Look. This is a great stove. Really.

It goes all the way to 550.

That's like lava. Hot.

Close your eyes.

Okay.

Very few people in my life

have treated me as good as you do.

That has to mean

something good, right?

I don't know.

Tonight I have an amazing feeling,

like everything's gonna be okay.

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