The Truth About Emanuel Page #2

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with me to visit your mother's grave.

You know, it doesn't have to be on

the actual day of your birthday.

And why would I do that?

I think it's important on the anniversary

of someone's death to pay your respects.

If you want the company,

take Janice.

It's not about company, honey.

It's about you.

Hi.

Wasn't expecting to see

you until this afternoon.

It's the weekend.

You said you wanted help

organizing your office.

Right.

Well, uh, just go ahead. I'll meet

you in there. Chloe's asleep.

Oh.

Where to start?

Uh-huh.

This was her favorite.

But we dropped it so many times

it has now been officially retired.

Linda?

I'm sorry. I just...

I just realized how tired I am.

You know, I think I am going to

take a little nap in the study.

Would you take this

box to my bedroom?

Yes.

I heard her on the monitor too.

Yes, it's okay.

Oh. I know.

You don't like it when you

do a pee-pee in your diaper.

No, you don't.

It's really the only time

she gets fussy. Can...

I can feed her off schedule, then put

her down to sleep off schedule, but...

She doesn't get her diaper

changed when it's wet,

well, it's pretty much all over.

Oh, can you do me a favor and

get the onesie with the monkeys?

For my little monkey.

Yes, for you.

It's in the dresser in the hall.

Will you get it for me?

Yes, that's better.

That's much better.

Yes. That's better.

That's much better.

Getting cold in here!

Yes we are.

Yes we are.

Gonna get those feet!

I got your toes.

I got your toes.

Yes I do.

Oh, that's the one we like.

Because it is soft and silly.

Just like you.

Want to come over

here and finish?

No.

Well, come on. Come a little closer

and you can see how it's done.

Now, you always have to remember

to support her head a little bit.

You start with the cute

little feet first.

I want to eat those feet

they're so cute.

And then your cute little butt.

Look at that little butt.

Oh, you wiggle worm.

And then we snap you up.

Ooh, and we eat you up.

Yes, we do.

Here, you hold her.

Oh, come on.

She's not gonna bite.

She doesn't even have

her little teeth yet.

There you go.

Herb roasted chicken with

porcini mushroom stuffing.

Mmm.

Well?

Well what?

Well, how's it going with,

uh, what, Linda's her name?

It's fine.

Just fine, not good?

Oh, no, no,

this looks delicious.

We're, we're talking

about the babysitting.

Oh.

Yes, how's that going?

Fine.

How is it that a child who

had more words at two

than an average first grader suddenly

becomes monosyllabic at eighteen?

Maybe I have late onset autism.

Maybe you've taken on too much.

You look tired.

You know what,

with the job in town,

and now this babysitting...

You know, you really sound

like a woman sometimes.

No offense, Janice.

I am just dying

to meet that baby.

Yeah.

Hi.

I'm her parole officer and I

need you to leave your seat.

Hey.

Don't you want to know

what I told her?

No.

Are you okay?

Hey. Listen.

Did I do something to

offend you or something?

I mean,

you seem pretty mad at me,

and I have no idea what I've done.

Oh, really?

You have no idea?

No.

Where were you this morning?

I was on the 6 a.m. train.

I looked for you in all 32 cars.

I missed the 6 a.m. because...

Oh, forget it.

Well, why were you on the 6 a.m.?

Because I wanted to see you.

I'm here now.

It doesn't work like that.

If you're going to be my boyfriend,

I can't have you disappearing on me.

I don't take well to

people disappearing on me.

Boyfriend?

Oh, please.

You're gonna pretend like you

haven't been thinking about

what it'd be like to hold my hand?

To kiss me?

Well, maybe. I...

Which is it?

Maybe, or yes?

Yes.

I'll see you on the train tomorrow.

Hello?

Linda?

I'm in the kitchen.

She loves waking up to a bath.

Here, you rinse her.

It's her favorite part.

I'm okay.

I want you to get to know her.

I want her to trust you.

Come on.

Put your hand behind

her head like this.

Come on.

There you go.

That's all there is to it.

I think she's pretty well rinsed.

Well then dry her off.

I'm gonna take her

on a sunset walk.

You are?

Yeah.

It'd be good for some fresh air.

We did garden this morning,

but I think it's about time

that she get to know

her neighborhood.

There's a flu that's been going around.

It's really bad.

I don't think you should go introduce

her to new neighbors just yet.

Don't you hear her crying?

Yeah.

I just didn't know what to do.

You rock her back and forth.

And you talk to her,

because she likes that.

She likes to be talked to.

Don't you, Chloe?

Yeah.

Because you're such a good listener.

Yes, you are.

Yeah.

There we go.

Don't worry.

You'll figure it out.

I was so worried when

I brought her home.

Was I gonna be able

to take care of her?

What if I was a terrible mother?

What if I didn't like it?

But then...

It just happens.

It just comes to you as you go along,

and it's like you were

meant to do it.

Like you've been doing it

your whole life.

And then you think

about your life before her.

It was so pointless,

so selfish, and you just can't

imagine your life without her.

No, I can't.

No.

I've decided to go

for a run instead.

Try to lose these last five pounds.

You can never turn

your back on her...

when you have her up

here like this.

I mean,

she's a feisty little one.

We wouldn't want her

ending up on the floor.

Of course not.

Sorry.

It's okay.

I'll be back soon.

Guess we better get you dressed.

Don't take this personally,

but...

I'm not very talkative

to begin with.

So, if we don't really chat a lot,

it's not that I don't like you.

It's more that I like

to keep to myself.

I just wanted to make that clear.

Okay?

Hi.

What are you doing here?

I brought cookies.

Linda doesn't want cookies.

Who doesn't want cookies?

That is ridiculous.

She's bone thin.

Oh, you're not gonna let me in?

Linda's not here.

She's gone running.

Oh. Well...

I'd love to see the baby.

You can't.

She's sleeping.

Well, I'll just take a quick

peek at her, in the crib.

Oh, this is...

You know, it's much nicer

than I suspected. She...

God, she really did

the place up quickly.

I mean, what did she do, take

measurements months ago,

and then just arrive with

all the perfect pieces?

How should I know?

Oh.

No, don't.

Linda's very specific

about disinfecting hands

before touching any

of Chloe's toys.

Well, I'm sure my hands are nowhere

near as dirty as the floor.

No. No.

She's super particular.

Like verging on neurotic.

Where's the kitchen?

That way.

Oh, I like that.

Nice.

So, you're enjoying

working for Linda?

Yeah, it's fine.

Oh.

What's she like?

She's nice.

And...

And that's it.

Oh.

Just, you've been spending

a lot of time together.

I just figured you'd know

her a little better by now.

I don't, really.

But you like her?

I mean, when I saw you two

gardening together,

you seemed to be

having a lot of fun.

You know, talking, and...

Yeah.

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