Tully Page #3
(MARLO PANTING)
- (BABY CRYING)
- There you go.
NURSE:
It's a girl. It's a girl.
(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)
- (OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
- It's a girl.
- NURSE:
Oh, you've got a girl.- (SIGHS HEAVILY)
DREW:
You okay?
(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)
Hi, sweetheart.
Oh.
Hi.
Okay.
Oh, she's so sweet.
Yeah.
Marlo, she's your mini.
Look at those lips.
CRAIG:
I wish we could stay.
We have to go
MARLO:
Oh, what's her talent?
Pilates.
Do you mind putting her back
in the bassinet for me?
- Oh, sure.
- Thanks.
All right, you,
take it easy, okay?
Tell Dad congrats
when he wakes up.
MARLO:
Yep.
- Bye.
- Bye.
(CRUNCHING ICE)
ELYSE:
So, did you end up talking
I did. She said
she could never let a stranger
take care of her baby.
What? So she's judging
our choices now.
I just want my sister back.
I feel like,
these last few years,
somebody snuffed a match.
Well, maybe
you should call Drew
and see if he can convince her.
Drew hates me.
Mm-hmm.
(SIGHS)
(URINATES SMALL AMOUNT)
(GROANS)
Hey, did you hear it?
(CHUCKLING):
That's not enough.
(SIGHS)
I peed.
Come on,
why is it so important?
If you don't pee soon,
we'll have to put
the catheter back in.
I peed.
Why don't you believe me?
It's in there, in the bowl.
Do a test or something.
You have to show me
that you can do a pee.
How much f***ing pee
do you need?!
Do you want me to spray it
all over the bathroom?
Do you want
a f***ing golden shower?
You need to rest, Mommy.
(SIGHS)
(QUIETLY):
I have to f***ing pee.
("TIERGARTEN"
BY RUFUS WAINWRIGHT PLAYING)
- (BABY CRYING)
- Won't you walk me through
The Tiergarten?
Won't you walk me through
- (CRYING CONTINUES)
- It all, darling?
Doesn't matter if
It is raining
Won't you walk me
Through it all?
Even if the sun
(BABY CRYING)
It is blazing
(CLATTERING)
Even if the sun
- (CRYING CONTINUES)
- It is blazing
All the elements
- (PUMP WHOOSHING)
- We must conquer
(BABY CRYING)
To get to the other side
of town
I have suffered shipwreck
- (BABY CRYING)
- Against your dark brown eyes
I have run aground
Against
your broken-down smiles
- (DRYER CLATTERING)
- Believe me when I tell you
I have no place to go
But to go where
the wild flowers grow...
Aren't you
the most precious little...?
- (BABY CRYING)
And the stone gardens
bloom
Won't you walk me through
The Tiergarten?
Where are my legs?
What's going on?
This is crazy, we're...
GIRLS:
Mermaids!
It all, darling?
No, no, no!
(CRYING)
- (CRYING)
- (SHUSHING)
(CRYING)
(CRYING STOPS)
(CRYING)
(CRYING STOPS)
(PUMP WHOOSHES)
(WHISPERING):
Okay, let go, I'm late.
Jonah, I'm late.
Hey.
- LAURIE:
Hi.- Thanks, Dallas.
Oh, so we have
Yeah, she's sleeping.
Okay.
(SIGHS)
So, we're coming up on the end
of the kindergarten year,
and I just wanted to talk
to you about Mr. Jonah.
Look, we're, um, getting
the aide, the one aide.
Just got to figure out
how we're gonna pay for it.
Well, when you guys applied,
we did express some concern
about whether
the right fit for Jonah,
but we love your family and we
have such a great relationship
- with your brother and his wife.
- I understand.
- What?
- I get it, Laurie,
I'm only here
because of my brother.
No, that's not true, actually.
They're big donors,
they called in a favor.
Yeah, okay.
We think Jonah might be better
served at a different school.
You're expelling him?
No, Marlo,
expulsion is a punishment.
We like to think of this
as a dismissal.
- (SCOFFS)
- There are places
that are better suited
to kids like Jonah.
What does that mean,
"kids like Jonah"?
Well, he's quirky
- and he needs...
- Oh, my God,
what is this "quirky" thing
everybody keeps saying?
It's so stupid.
What does it even mean?
Do I have a kid
or a f***ing ukulele?
Just say what you mean.
- No.
- Yes, and he's ruining it
for everybody in
his class who's reading, like,
"The Iliad"
or whatever the f*** they read!
(SIGHS) I'm sorry
about my retarded son, Laurie.
Oh, I'm sorry, quirky, 'cause
he's a f***ing pocket watch.
- F*** this!
- No, no, no.
- Jonah is bright, he's great.
- Oh, my God.
- It's just not the right fit, Marlo.
- Just say what you mean.
- You hate my kid!
- What?!
- You hate us!
- We don't hate you.
- We don't hate your kid.
- (SIGHING):
Oh, my God.It's just not the right fit.
Dallas, would you please
walk her out?
Don't f***ing touch me, Dallas.
- I wasn't.
- Look, I... no, you need to calm down.
I'm not letting you leave
like this.
Every day.
You just don't see it.
This is the real me
when I'm not licking
your a**hole.
Surprise!
- (BABY CRYING)
- Oh!
She's fine.
(CRYING CONTINUES)
F***!
(PANTING)
Just take it.
Please, please, just take it.
(CRYING CONTINUES)
(CRYING CONTINUES)
(MICROWAVE WHIRRING)
(MICROWAVE DINGS)
Hey, guys.
Hi, Daddy!
- Hi.
- Hi.
Ooh.
Oh, give me a smile.
You got a smile for Daddy?
Yeah, that's Daddy's smile.
(SIGHS)
Hey, frozen pizza, awesome.
Um...
I thought we weren't doing
screen time.
I mean, uh, it's fine by me,
it's-it's your rule.
Listen, I decided to call
that night nanny.
You did?
- Oh.
- Yeah, why?
Uh, no, I mean, uh, it's...
You know,
Craig's paying for it.
He's probably going
to lord that over us.
No, you're right,
I'll just cancel it.
You do your thing.
I'll just be down here
and make another pot of coffee,
- No.
I-I-I didn't mean that,
I just...
Are you okay?
Hey, guys, is Mommy okay?
I don't know.
She's coming at 10:30.
(LIQUID SLOSHING, JONAH GIGGLES)
DREW:
Jonah.
(MARLO SIGHING)
Mom, what's wrong
with your body?
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
(WOMAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY
OVER TELEVISION)
MAN:
So, is that what you're into?
You're into a little, uh...
You're into a little, uh...
- (SPANKS)
- (WOMAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
I love spanking women
during the act of,
you know, making love.
I guess a little spanking isn't
making love? I don't know.
(LAUGHTER
AND INDISTINCT CHATTER)
You've got a great ass.
(WOMAN LAUGHS)
(MOANS)
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(SIGHING):
Oh, God.
Hello.
I'm Tully.
You must be Marlo.
Yes.
May I come in?
Yeah.
Oh.
(GASPS)
Who's this?
Oh, you mean the baby?
Yeah, what's her name?
Her name is Mia.
Mia.
Yeah, it was my Mom's name.
but then it became,
There's two Mias
in my son's class.
Who cares?
What?
Who cares if it's popular?
It's a beautiful name.
I'm sorry, how old are you?
I didn't... I don't mean...
I just didn't expect...
(BOTH LAUGH)
No, I, I get it a lot.
Um, I'm older than I look.
Oh, I don't... um...
What?
How does this normally work?
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