Then She Found Me Page #7

Don't make me bang the door down.

- Hello.

- Hi. I've seen your picture.

She doesn't wanna see you right now.

Too bad, I'm her mother.

Maybe another day would be better.

Unless you say no, I'll leave you alone

to have a private conversation.

- She's afraid to be left alone with me?

- I'm not afraid to be left alone.

I'll be on my beeper if you need me.

- Alan had no right...

- Are you capable of telling the truth?

I was fifteen years old.

That's a little bit older

than some of the kids in your school.

Your father disappeared. My father

completely turned his back on me.

Was I breast feeding?

My mother said I'd ruined my life.

They threw me out!

I had a bag of clothes

and 48 dollars.

I didn't know if rent was $6 or $600!

I didn't know how to open

a f***ing can of soup!

You wouldn't stop crying.

I get it.

I watched the tape.

So did millions of others.

Well, not millions.

How many people watch your show?

Did you see on the tape

that I went to my father

with his grandchild in my belly,

and begged him for help,

and that he turned me away?

Did you see that I never forgave him,

that I didn't even go to his funeral?

You just saw the parts

that made me look bad.

I thought it was for the best!

Like an idiot, I thought it was for the best,

and then it was too late!

Too late?

Like if you had it to do over,

it would be different?

You'd sacrifice your fabulous life

to sit there with a cranky, moody kid

who got sick? A lot, by the way.

Sore throats, like on fire, ten a year!

You'd sit up till six in the morning,

rubbing her down with alcohol,

because her fever's around 106,

and that's about the time when

if you miss the signs,

you got a brain-damaged kid

for the rest of your life?

You'd get this girl grown up just to let

her know that you didn't love her enough?

Or the right way?

Your mother wasn't perfect.

She told me the truth.

She did her best.

She was there.

Just say you wanted a life

more than you wanted me.

I wanted a life...

more than I wanted you.

- Hello?

- Hi, it's me.

Listen,

that's never gonna happen again.

I really don't think it should.

- Good.

- I want to help with all this.

OK.

Any thoughts on how?

- Uh...

- Wait.

Can you say that again -

the part about wanting to help?

I really want to help with all of this.

I really, really do.

Thank you.

I want that, too.

- I've been scared to death.

- Sorry.

- I imagined you dead on the roadside.

- Sorry.

I imagined you dead

in the arms of a handsome stranger.

French guy, for some reason,

which was an even worse image.

- I mean...

- I said I'm sorry!

- What?

- What's going on?

- Nothing.

- Something happen?

- No.

- What are you not telling me?

What could I not be telling you?

Well, I don't know. Perhaps you don't love

me, you made a horrible mistake,

and you want to take the whole thing back.

I do love you.

I don't wanna take the whole thing back.

Listen, some...

I think he dropped something.

You're taking a walk?

- What about the kids?

- What do you care?

- I care.

- Clearly?

- I do.

- Go... home!

Not my home - yours!

Go!

- I don't have one without you.

- That's not my problem.

- What do you do on these walks?

- You don't want to know.

- Yes, I do.

- I say all the things I don't say to you.

- All the things I spare you from.

- Like what?

Like, go to hell!

Like, get your own children!

And like, what's the matter with you

that you don't have children anyway?

And like, what kind of mother

are you gonna be,

if you can walk out on your children

without a second thought?

- You know they're...

- What?

Not your children?

It's just possible some of this

is what you wanted to say to your wife.

Oh, really, you think so?

Do you understand

I can't even take a walk?

- It must be...

- Go to hell!

I don't have to be with you, I don't have

to care for you or this godforsaken baby!

- Don't say that!

- All I have to do,

is care for my children until

they're old enough to do it for themselves.

I don't even have to like it, or them.

F*** them,

and f*** you!

- So, how long have you guys been dating?

- Oh, not long.

We had a date tonight and, uh,

she works right down the street,

so we decided to meet here.

Cool.

So, hello, hi, great to see you.

- Great to see you all.

- Good to see you.

- Uh, and you are?

- Freddy.

Freddy.

Well, great.

- Great.

- Oh, God, I'm her brother!

- Great. So... shall we?

- Yes.

- And you're at...

- Ten weeks?

Ten weeks.

Have you seen these before?

My brother's a doctor.

Yeah, I have.

Can you tell us what we're seeing?

Uh, just one moment, please.

Any chance we can hear

that squishing sound again?

That's the best thing I ever heard.

What's happening?

What's happening?

April...

I'm not seeing a heartbeat.

Amein.

Hello.

Oh, amein.

How often is she out there?

She comes on Fridays a lot,

because she knows I'm home.

April... adopt a baby.

- How could you?

- It's the same.

- How would you know?

- Maybe it's better.

You don't know what it's like

to be adopted.

You don't know what it's like

to not be adopted!

Right?

What's it like?

It was exhausting.

It was embarrassing sometimes.

- Want me to bring her out some chicken?

- You can.

- Why don't you?

- I would like to forgive her.

I'm tired of being so mad.

I've tried. I can't.

Make her buy you something.

- I beg your pardon?

- She's loaded.

- Maybe it'll make you feel better.

- That's ridiculous.

Make her buy me something.

A car.

Yours is on its last legs.

A house.

A very small house.

Make her buy something you really want

but can't afford.

- I'm here.

- Ahh!

Jesus f***ing Christ!

- Sorry.

- I mean...

...Jesus. Hm.

How are you?

Sick...

every day over what I did to you.

Good.

I mean, I think that's probably good.

Yeah, I guess so.

I want you to make it up to me.

This is for me, you understand,

not for you, for me.

I think I will be happier in the long run

if you try to make it up to me.

OK.

I want you to buy me a baby.

Oh, well, that's easy!

I'm plugged into all kinds of adoption.

In China they're throwing them...

No, I want you to buy me a baby

that I'm going to have.

I'm almost forty,

so I don't have much time.

It's very expensive.

I want you to pay for it.

After they do it, I have to lie still

for two hours. I hate lying still.

I want you to be there,

find ways to help me.

Twelve days later, I take a pregnancy test.

Five hours after that, I find out.

If you make one false move,

I'll never speak to you again.

If you don't, then maybe we can be

in each other's lives a little.

You understand

that's all that's possible right now -

a little.

Can I put my pants on?

"Hair - average. "

- As opposed to?

- Thin, thick, or balding.

"Artistic ability - none. "

- None?

- None.

- Jesus.

- Mm.

"How would you describe yourself?"

"Hard working, intelligent, warm,

caring, sexy, and contemplative. "

I'm keeping this one for me.

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