So This Is Christmas

( SIRENS BLARING )

( INDISTINCT CHATTERING )

( SOBBING )

( WOMAN SPEAKING

INDISTINCTLY OVER P.A. )

We have an 18-Year-Old male

With gunshot wounds

to the leg and shoulder.

One, two, three.

Yep. He's on something.

Jason.

I need to talk to Jason.

Soon. Just not now.

Get her into Pre-Op.

How did you get in?

I...I heard the gunshots,

And I rushed to the back door.

( SNIFFLING )

What'd you do to Jason?

Huh?

Can I see a doctor?

Baby, the police are outside.

And if you're up to it,

they want to talk to you.

I'll take care of Ashley,

Mr. Lane.

Thank you, brother.

( MACHINE BEEPS )

So...

how did you end up

At your brother's girlfriend's

house last night?

We were working on...

Christmas costumes for my play.

Where'd you get the money

we found in your possession?

We were raising that money

At the garage sale yesterday.

See, this past fall,

things had gotten pretty bad...

at school,

At home.

MAN:
This year's production,

Holiday cheer, has been penned

By yours truly.

( SCATTERED APPLAUSE )

All right,

so when I call your name,

Just come up to the stage

and state the part

You'll be reading.

Uh, Monica Tishauer.

( CLEARS THROAT )

I'll be reading for betty,

The garbage girl.

Just look at what

I found in my garbage truck.

I'll have the best-Decorated

House in town.

( SNICKERING )

This is garbage.

( SIGHS )

MAN:
Ashley lane?

Ashley lane?

People, time is of the essence.

Last call for Ashley lane.

Right.

Karen snow?

( SIGHS )

( SIGHS )

Idiot.

How will you know

If you will ever do anything

If you can never do anything?

( SIGHS )

( GASPS )

How'd it go?

It went.

I decided that

I didn't have time. So...

should at least try.

Yeah? You didn't.

It's gonna be stupid anyway.

( AFFECTING ACCENT )

oh, but Ms. Lane,

You'd be missing out

on such a wonderful

High school experience.

Nicki, drop dead.

( SIGHS )

# Listen closely

# Or you'll never

hear me whisper #

# All the pretty things

# I'm scared to say out loud #

# In my mind I know

# All I can do is kiss you

( DOG BARKING )

# But I'm caught between

the curtain and the crowd #

Forgot to pick up Jason.

Ah.

He's been waiting a half an hour.

( SIGHS )

Well, he's 17.

He'll get over it.

Would it bother you so much

if it was Ashley I forgot?

Forget about it.

I'm going.

I'm going.

Thank you, bill.

( SIGHS )

How about let's just have an

early dinner tonight, huh, baby?

Uh, tonight's no good.

I already made plans

with Phyllis and Claire.

Maybe next time.

Okey-Dokey.

I know...

( MUSIC PLAYING INDISTINCTLY )

Drive you home?

No, it's okay, Mr. Lane.

I gotta meet someone.

But, uh, catch y'all later.

( SNIFFING )

Fasten your seatbelt.

It wasn't me.

It was Nicki. Mm-Hmm.

( SEATBELT CLICKS )

( MUSIC STOPS )

( SIGHS )

I think your mother...

You mean your wife?

( SIGHS )

You've got to stop

hanging out with Nicole.

When we get home,

I want you to put those

clothes in the laundry.

They smell like smoke.

I saw that.

( JASON COUGHING ) Geez!

Who reeks in here?

This must be you,

ashtray lane, right?

( NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE )

So Jason, how was practice?

( SIGHS ) Brutal.

Captain hit the hurdle

full-On.

He's probably

out for the season.

But hopefully I get my shot

at being captain now.

Really?

It could happen.

Right?

I mean, who else

would coach pick, anyway?

Someone with better grades.

# Father, lay your hand

upon my head #

# I said it's

only consolation #

# Although we

have the same disease #

# I'm afraid we may

need different medication #

Where's mom?

At some committee thing.

Right.

Yo. Think fast, brainless.

( LAUGHS ) ( GROANS )

# Sit down

# And...

hey, where you going?

Uh...

just gonna go meet up

and study with angel tonight.

Look, uh...

if I don't get off probation

this semester,

Then I can't run track.

And we both know how disappointed

that would make mom, right?

( WHISPERS )

yeah. Sorry.

Where're your books?

# So relax

# Sit down

# And talk to...

I'm gonna go get some chicken.

Anybody...

wanna come?

Nicki, big surprise...

Sharon is out.

( SIGHS )

And all I have to do

is homework and laundry.

Dad's picking up dinner.

So you're alone?

Cain's club time.

Uh, I don't...

( SCOFFS ) He's gonna be back.

So?

Just leave him a note.

Okay, meet me in 15.

( EXHALES DEEPLY )

( MOTORCYCLE ENGINE IDLING )

Hey, there.

Hey.

What's your name?

They all go off and leave you?

Willy, huh?

( MAKING CLICKING NOISES )

Thank you very much.

We just met.

Wanna come out and play?

Huh?

Come on.

( WHISTLING )

Billy.

( WHISTLING ) Come on.

( SNIFFS ) You...

you really stink.

We have to work on that.

( GROANS )

( GROANS )

Nice.

( GRUNTS )

I've got to go.

But I'll be back.

See you later.

( DANCE MUSIC PLAYING )

So this beats

doing laundry, huh?

I mean, just a little?

I can't find my cigarettes.

You and your dad

not so Disney these days.

Sharon and me...

like a total train wreck.

( CLATTERS )

You got a light?

MAN:

Have we met before?

Trust me...

if we had, you'd remember.

Dance?

BOY:
Hey, Jason!

( LAUGHING AND CHATTERING )

First-Timers.

Hey. Keep it down.

( CHUCKLING )

( LILTING VOICE ) I got money.

( CHUCKLES ) Um...

I was just going

down to angel's.

You could drop me off there.

( SINGSONG VOICE ) I am...

superman.

I can do anything.

Man, you...

You blew me away

At practice today.

You think maybe, uh...

you could teach me

to do distance?

( LAUGHING )

I'm not a miracle worker, baby.

( SIGHS )

Just superman.

Go ahead, jazz.

I'll advance you...

again.

Hey, hey, hey.

( LAUGHS )

That's... That's mine.

Rich boy's good for it.

Nobody gets deep into me.

( GRUNTS )

( SIGHS ) I still owe you?

You jocks aren't very good

with numbers, are you?

$120.

What?! I-I just

gave you a hundred.

You haven't give me jack.

Your parties are never

gonna be on me.

I'll get it to you, g.

Tomorrow, jazz.

And forget about angel.

She doesn't own you.

( GRUNTS )

Hello?

( SLURRING SPEECH )

wait a minute.

( LAUGHS )

This isn't...

This isn't the washroom.

( GROANS )

Hello?

You know, this isn't exactly the best

neighborhood to be passing out in.

Where's your date?

( SLURRING SPEECH )

I'm not allowed to date.

I am a princess.

( CHUCKLING )

Shh.

( LAUGHING )

Oh...

( WHIMPERS )

All right, let's get you home.

( LAUGHING )

( LAUGHING ) ( GRUNTS )

What... great... hair.

( LAUGHING )

( SIGHS )

Whoo.

Yay.

( SIGHS )

Well, princess,

where do you live?

At home.

( SLURRING SPEECH )

would you like to kiss me?

Definitely not.

( GRUNTS )

Why not?

Am I ugly?

( GASPS ) No.

Your breath stinks.

I like you, too.

Look, I've got to be at work

early tomorrow,

And if you want a ride home,

just tell me where you live.

Otherwise, out of the van.

( SINGSONG VOICE )

5...3...3...

parkwood drive.

You know...

you're not very nice.

I am not

Going to dance with you.

Hey, baby.

SHARON:
Hey.

How was dinner?

Didn't go too well.

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