Spanglish Page #4

You want to go swimming?

Look at this child.

Oh, God, you could make a fortune

at surrogate pregnancy.

How you doing? I'm John.

- Hello.

- Great.

Come on out and meet everybody.

I'm Deborah

and this is my daughter, Bernice.

Here's Georgie...

and my mother, Evelyn Wright.

So glad to meet you.

No comparisons, please.

I'm not even gonna respond to that.

Come here.

My mum says it's best if we go, get

out of your way, and put our things away.

Yes, go get settled.

Thank you so much. I'm thrilled to be here.

Okay, here's the idea.

I need to make a serving platter

for serving fish out of sea glass like this.

Just bits of broken glass

that the ocean sand...

blasts over the years.

So here's the deal.

You guys go hunting for it.

I'll give you 50 cents for any piece you find.

A dollar for any piece

that's bigger than that sucker right there.

All right, $5 for any piece

that isn't brown, clear, or green.

- Do we really have to do this?

- What?

- Come on.

- Let's go. Let's do this. Have fun.

- Come on, Chum.

- Go get them, kid.

- Me, too?

- Yes, of course.

Thank you.

Oh, my God, Georgie.

Cristina! Up here. Over here.

What's wrong?

She's wild-eyed over this.

Flor.

I'm sorry.

Very sorry.

Listen, she'll be back shortly.

No, you don't have to work. Give me that.

Here.

Thanks.

Deb made a mistake.

I understand how you feel.

Do you understand what I'm saying

right now, at all?

- No.

- Good. Is simptico the word?

Uno momento. That's Italian.

I really am sorry that this is happening.

I wanted you to know that.

I really. So sorry. Truly.

I didn't mean like...

I meant just a normal sorry.

So, I'm going to go to work.

Thank you so much.

- Thank you so much for taking me there.

- Stop thanking me.

I really enjoyed having the company.

The flea market was just...

I don't know what to say. It was just...

so many things.

And you.

You knew so much about all of them.

The way you made those people

lower the prices, though.

I just think that you're...

- Never mind.

- No, go ahead. I can take it.

I just think that you're...

the most amazing white woman

that I've ever met.

That is so nice to hear.

Absurd, but deeply appreciated, Cristina.

Oh, my gosh.

Thank you so much. That was so fun.

- This was the best day ever.

- What?

Did something bad happen?

Cristina, tell your mother those wash

right out. It's no big deal.

Not right now.

What?

You can't just take someone else's kid

and then make them over.

Don't go there. Or I'll go there,

and you know where "there" is.

Can you believe what a big deal

Flor is making this into?

Please, shoot me

if I ever become that hard to deal with.

- What's this?

- For you.

From?

Look, you are not yourself.

This was written in anger. Will you hold on?

Sleep on it.

You still want me to have it, that's fine.

Take the letter.

I don't think that you will,

once calm and rational thought returns.

- Take the letter, Deborah.

- Just sleep on it.

She didn't even want us to know

she had a daughter...

and on the first day you take her kid away

without even asking?

- I think that's a little...

- What?

Insensitive? Elitist?

Narcissistic? Irresponsible? Perverse?

Dizzy? What?

Stupid.

When is anyone in this damn house...

in this damn life

gonna consider my feelings?

I tried to make a lovely kid feel welcome.

There is no reason to rake this over.

I let it go and gave Flor the room to let it go,

which I'm sure she has.

It's over, so just get on board, pal.

I slept.

Well, I'm broke.

No, please. Don't worry about it.

You really don't have to pay me.

- Please, don't worry about it.

- I'm just kidding.

- When you count it up, give me a holler.

- I did count.

Many times. I didn't sleep. I counted.

All right, what do I owe you? Give it to me.

$640.

- Really?

- Yes.

- I'm really sorry.

- No.

All right. I don't know.

How about

we figure this out tomorrow, okay?

You even told me, you said that $5...

I know, I promised.

It's all coming back to me now.

Let me just go deal with this.

Cristina?

Oh, baby.

My mother wishes for me to represent

exactly what she says...

- nothing else.

- What?

- May I talk to you?

- You mean your mother?

Yeah. Sure.

You can talk to me.

I don't have to sleep first?

What's wrong? Come on, sit down.

I'm sorry.

Did you give this money to my daughter?

I made a deal with the kids. All the kids.

Oh, no! Please.

You don't tell or ask the mother

when you give a child a fortune...

for looking on the beach for stones?

- What is the word for this?

- Sea glass.

No, not a name for the stones.

A name for the action, what you did.

Oh, boy, engredo is gonna be rough.

Smug.

I had no idea

it was going to amount to that much money.

I thought, sort of tops, $50.

But $50 is a lot of money.

I know.

Oh, sh*t!

I'm sorry. Come on.

I get what you're upset about.

Excuse me.

It might not look it,

but I am good at getting things.

I know what it's like

when you feel your kid's being messed with.

It won't happen again.

It won't.

- All right.

- Okay.

It's late. You guys get some sleep.

Sleep?

No.

If this was small enough to be helped

by some little apology...

I would be a fool to bring it up.

But I need to say,

no matter what the result...

I need to be impolite.

You leave someone else's child alone.

It is simple, no?

It is too easy for children

to feel contradictions...

and it encourages questioning their parents.

And that makes them feel less safe.

Look.

Your wife takes her for little tours.

And she changes her hair.

And you give her money.

Here, take back the money.

I didn't really mean to be angry to you.

Only emotional, for me.

What about hypocritical?

Yes, you heard me!

It's not like you didn't do the same thing.

Yes, you did.

So why don't you go lecture yourself?

You won't need a translator for that one.

What am I lately, a recycling bin?

Anybody dump in your garbage

and hope I make something useful out of it?

Yes, you did the same thing.

You think I don't know

about you altering those outfits for Bernie?

She tells me her stuff.

So am I missing something?

Is there really a difference between that

and what you're complaining about?

Excuse me.

There's no difference. I interfered.

You're kidding me?

It's just pretty wild

to say something to somebody...

and have the other person

just concede the point.

I'm dazed here.

I feel really embarrassed.

And you were very right. Hypocrisy, yes.

Okay, that doesn't happen very often.

She said we'll leave

whenever it is good for you.

No! Come on, man.

But how can I keep working for you

after we talked like this?

You can't quit the job.

Even if you wanted to. And you know why.

No.

Yes, you do.

You know.

Why?

Because if you do...

Cristina will blame herself

for costing you the job.

And that guilt...

I don't know if you know about guilt.

Guilt, we know. We're Catholics.

We know.

You can't do that to her.

Welcome back.

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