Riding in Cars with Boys Page #8

I'm gone.

- I will never forgive you!

- We'll get over it, trust me.

We should've given you more time

to talk. I'm sorry.

Thank you very much. Bye-bye.

- What are you doing?

- You were gonna sign your life away.

What were you thinking?

God, I can't stand her!

- Give me the keys.

- No.

You don't care. I'm not getting

published, and you don't even care.

I just saw a guy

who hasn't showered in a month.

Whose teeth are rotting,

who's living in sh*t.

- And he's my dad.

- Don't do this.

Don't turn this into your problem.

Do me a favor. Just pretend

to be a good mother for two minutes.

Just two minutes

out of your whole life.

Okay?

Where are you going?

You'll have to remember what you

just said as long as you live.

- I'm not coming after you!

- Good.

She hasn't changed.

Everything always happens to her,

no one else.

Hey, come here.

Come here.

I signed that thing, okay?

I can't give it to you,

she's watching. Don't look.

I said I came out to take out the

garbage and say goodbye.

- Right, right, right.

- So...

Wow, this is probably the last time

I'll ever talk to you.

I just want to say that...

I used to feel real bad

about leaving you and all.

Then, a couple of years ago,

your ma sent me a letter, saying...

...what a nice kid you were.

What a good man

you turned out to be.

I'd like to think

I had a lot to do with that.

- Yeah, okay.

- Even if all I did was stay away...

...it's still the best thing

I ever did in my life.

I can't give you the paper.

She's watching us like a hawk.

Don't look, don't look, don't look.

So I'm gonna come in

like I'm hugging you.

I'll slip it in your pocket.

I'm gonna come in now.

Lift up your arm.

- It's in.

- All right.

- Finished throwing out the garbage?

- Yeah.

- You sure about this?

- What, Shirley?

She'll get over it.

Women want to forgive.

Even a total screw-up, they'll help.

It's in their nature.

You just gotta remember, you gotta

tell them you need their help.

Or else they won't do it.

Lord knows, I need

all the help I can get.

Don't we all?

Goodbye, son.

I was a good mother.

No, I was a great mother...

...for what I went through

to keep you together.

I'm not asking for thanks,

but don't do this to me, you ingrate.

Who says I'm in one piece?

- You're the most normal person I know.

- Normal?

Normal?

Amelia was in New York two weeks ago.

She wants me to transfer.

She wants me to enroll in her school.

But I can't go.

I can't leave you.

If something bad happens to you...

...it's my fault.

I'm what went wrong with your life.

You know, you wrote a book about it.

I swore I wouldn't...

Did you know I love Amelia?

Don't worry, she left already.

Here's the f unny thing.

She thinks I can't love her

because she can't make me happy...

...and damn it, she's the only

good thing in my life.

I'm just incredibly screwed up.

Just so we're real clear about this,

I blame you.

When does this job ever end?

You call it a job?

Well, what do you think it is?

A calling?

I screwed up.

I screwed up.

Come on, don't cry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Look, Ray signed.

I don't care. Just go.

Just leave me here.

Mom...

...I need your help.

With what?

Mom, wait.

What about clothes?

- They sell them in Indiana.

- My apartment?

I'll take care of it.

I'll take care of everything.

Just go.

How will you get home?

I'll drop you off

and leave tomorrow.

If you don't go now,

you'll never go.

I'll be fine here.

There's a pay phone.

I'll call someone.

Just go.

Wait.

Stay there.

I wanna make something clear.

I don't think I would've been

better off without you.

You are not what went wrong

with anything.

You were what saved me.

I want to thank you for that.

Okay?

You're welcome?

Now hug me,

or I'll take it all back.

I love you.

I love you too.

Not that it matters, but does Fay

know about you and Amelia?

She thinks it's great.

I can't believe that.

I can't believe that. Fay!

We talked two nights ago.

She didn't say anything.

- Bye, Mom.

- I'm supposed to be her best f riend!

I'll call you f rom Indiana.

Cold.

Sure is.

- It's okay if I spend the night?

- Yeah.

Jason blames me for everything

that's happened in his life.

Can you imagine?

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