Uptown Girls Page #5

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overpaid jocks, | and supermodel b*tch boys.

You know, I thought maybe,

just maybe, you'd remember | we had plans tonight.

Green tea tasting | at the Asia Society, remember?

If I never have a drop of tea again, | it would be too soon.

Please, go without me. | You'll have fun, Ing.

I'm already a half-hour late.

We were supposed | to go together.

I RSVP'd over a month ago.

It's too late | to invite anyone else.

We're roomies, Ing. | That's why I pay half the rent.

It doesn't mean I owe you | every minute of my free time.

Owe me?

You mean, for free yoga or nearly | burning down my apartment?

Owe me? Is that what you | think of our friendship?

Only because you think friendship | is having total control over my life.

Unfortunately, you don't know | how to run your life, Molly.

Fortunately, | that's not your problem.

Not anymore.

Look at you.

You got rollers in your hair. | Is that your new style?

I forgot. | I was in a hurry.

Just playing. | Come here.

Huey, my suitcases.

My bad.

Your room is that way. | Put your bags in there.

I got your bed made up.

Sorry. I'm sorry. | - It's okay.

Okay. Thank you | for taking me in like this.

Don't even trip. We all know | Ingrid can be a little anal.

It's all good. | Besides...

life with Huey | is one big party.

Party time!

That's what I'm talkin' about.

Your turn.

Bravo!

Beautiful.

Lovely.

Yeah!

Molly, no!

Hi, Roma.

It's me... Molly.

Ray's nanny?

Yes, of course.

I was at your birthday party. | - Yeah.

I'm a fan of your father's.

He had that one song... | What was it?

With your name in it. | - Yes.

I was just wondering, | 'cause it's my night off...

who's watching Ray?

She's at some | ballet thing or other.

Oh, God.

It's her recital? | I have to get over there.

I'm sure it's over by now.

I've arranged | to have a car pick her up, okay?

Excuse me for a moment.

I'm sorry. | Go ahead.

Rise and shine, Ophelia.

Hello, my little sugar pie. | How you doin'?

Isn't it your day off?

Indeed it is.

And it's yours, too.

No school, no homework, | and especially no fatal illnesses.

Let me see this.

Look at this.

Perfect 98.6,

only 20 degrees | above the temperature

of the beautiful day | awaiting us.

I'm not going anywhere, | especially with you.

Oh, yes, you are.

We are going to sit | in giant teacups

and spin round and round | in circles until we puke.

Are you on crack?

We're gonna have fun.

I can't believe | I let you talk me into this.

You are gonna so love | Coney Island, Ray.

Giant teacups you sit in.

It's a ride, Ray, | like the ones at Disneyland.

Haven't you ever been | to Disneyland?

You've never been to Disneyland? | - Why don't you alert the media?

Haven't you ever been | to an amusement park... ever?

Oh, my God!

Ray, you are so psyched! | - Whatever!

Say it, Ray. | Say, "I am so psyched.

I'm psyched, okay?

Then you're gonna | have to pay the toll.

It's like passing | through the gates

before you can get | into the Emerald City.

Let me go. | Are you trying to murder me?

You have to eat one, | or they're not gonna let you in.

They're toxic, you maniac.

They have dead rats | and nitrates.

Do you want to ride | the Spinning Teacups or not?

N ow swa ow

Swallow.

Wait.

She's alive.

She's alive!

The operation was a success, | ladies and gentlemen!

She's alive!

Excuse me.

Why is it so dead around here?

The rides don't run | till the season starts.

The season?

You're a week early.

Thanks.

Let's go home.

The last time I saw my mom | and dad, I was eight going on nine...

eight years, six months, | and three days,

almost as old as you are.

They were going on tour, | leaving me behind for the first time.

They didn't want me | missing any more school.

When they came to my room | to say good-bye,

I wouldn't open the door, | so they left.

I fell asleep.

The next thing I knew...

...my nanny was waking me up | in the middle of the night

telling me | their plane had crashed.

You're lucky. | - Lucky?

That you were mad.

When you're mad, | you don't miss people,

and if you stay mad, | it's like you never knew them at all.

That way you don't | have to feel sucky about it.

You were lucky.

Night.

I wasn't mad, Ray.

I was confused.

Everyone was talking to me,

and I couldn't understand | a word they were saying.

Then their voices | became a blur...

...and soon I couldn't even | recognize their faces.

They were like these blobs.

Then they started | to grow fangs...

...and their eyes | became green.

I knew I had to run away.

I packed my knapsack,

got on the train, | looked up at the map,

and decided that I wanted | to live in Coney Island.

I thought | it was gonna be a real island...

...and I could hide away there like | Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn.

Imagine my surprise.

The Teacups was the only ride | they'd let me on by myself.

I got on it and started | spinning myself round and round.

I feel like I'm still there,

spinning round | and round and round,

and the ride won't stop,

and I won't dare get off.

You were right, Ray.

I am scared.

But you're scared, too.

You're as scared as I am,

and I thought maybe...

I thought maybe if we...

...could go together...

Morning, cutie.

You hungry?

You're up a little early.

What are you doing here?

I happen to work here.

What are you doing?

Don't forget the sugar, sugar!

Just breathe.

Lady!

Lady, that water | is contaminated, you know.

You better get out of there.

That's pure sewage | you're in, there.

Did you hear me? | Did you hear me?

Yeah, I heard you! | - That water's filthy!

If you don't get out, | I'll call the police.

I'm getting out.

A hundred and one degrees.

Sick as a dog.

You better hope | you don't get radiation poisoning

from that toxic pond scum.

Take two Echinacea

and a Benadryl | for your sinuses.

Okay. | - Call me if you need anything else.

Stay here, Mu.

Where are you going?

I don't know.

Maybe the library.

Is that where you went | last night?

I'm not gonna bother him.

I'm just gonna sit quietly | and read or something.

You can read out loud.

I think he might like that.

He's a vegetable, Molly.

Chatting it up with my dad isn't | gonna do anyone any good at all.

You're the doctor.

It's not gonna do any good.

I saw this show once on TV

about all these sick people.

The ones where their friends | and families talked to them

held on ten times longer | than the ones left all alone,

and that is a fact.

Do you swear?

I swear.

Pinky promise?

Don't touch.

Germs. Sorry. | - Germs. Right.

Wanna come?

Can I help you | with something?

She's going to go talk to him | for a little while.

You know...privately?

I can't think of what to say.

There's an all-time first.

Hey, Dad.

I know I haven't...

Well, what I really wanted | to tell you was about my new pet.

It's really Molly's, | my nanny,

but the thing is,

it's a pig...literally.

His name is Mu.

He's from Thailand.

He's really clean, | I have to admit,

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