-Hand me the flashlight.|- Here it is.
- Kit, I've got the shovel.|- You do?
Lucy, get the box.
- What are you putting in?|- It's supposed to be a secret.
- What are you putting in?|- It's supposed to be a secret.
- My dad thinks I'm at your house.|- My mom thinks I'm at yours.
Let's d i g deep.
So no one will find it.
- Di g it deeper!.|- We don't wanna get caught.
I want some dirt.
When we were ten growing up|in Georgia, Mimi, Kit and I...
knew exactly what we wanted|out oflife.
- Lucy, get the box.|- This is fun.
So we put our dreams in a box,|and we buried it.
We have to keep it dry.
We made a pact to dig it up|at midnight...
the day of our|high school graduation.
Pack it down.
- Let's be best friends forever.|- We will.
Now, I don't even remember|what our wishes were--
except for one.
We wished that we'd be|best friends forever.
Well, that wish|didn 't come true.
I see you on the street|andyou walk on by
Baby
You make me wanna hang|my head down and cry
Ifyou gave me|halfthe chance, you'd see
My desire burning inside ofme
But you choose|to look the other way
I've had to work|much harder than this
For something I want|Don 't try to resist me
Open your heart to me, baby
I hold the lock|andyou hold the key--
- Lucille Wagner!.|- Pop?.
- Baby, we're gonna be late.|- I was just--
- Did you practice your speech?.|- I almost have it.
Lucy, how's it gonna look if the|valedictorian messes up her speech?.
Okay.
Don't wrinkle your robe.|Just ironed it forya.
Okay, big day!. Come on!|See ya on deck! Let's go!
Toads do look like frogs.
It's just one's, you know,|in the water and one's not.
It doesn't--|It could happen to anybody.
Hey, Mimi!|I know you want me.
Ho!
I'm gonna look|drop-dead gorgeous.
You should see my dress.
- Hello! Watch where you're going!|- You ran into me, Kit.
What, you're too perfect|to bump into anybody?.
- What?.|- Perfect.
Sweet, proper...
nerdy and virginal.
- I'm not--|- You're a virgin.
I told y'all.
Just get us in the picture, okay?.|Hold my purse.
No, don't push the button.|Wait till I get over there. Honey!
- Mama, what are you doing?.|- One second. Stand up straight.
- I am. I will.|- Tuckyour tummy in.
- Smile.|- Mom, I'm smiling!
Bigger, darling.
- Lucy, your speech was wonderful.|- Thankyou.
I hope you're gonna continue|studying music in college.
Actually, Lucy wants|to become a doctor.
Voice classes would make|nice electives.
No time. We're looking at a double|major in biology and chemistry...
if she wants to get into|the best med school, huh?.
Henry, I'll show you how|to start that truck for tonight.
All right.|See you later.
- Bye, Ms. J.|- Good luck, Henry.
I'm all he's got, you know?.
Congratulations, Lucy.
Thank you. Thanks.
Here it is.|Honey, what's wrong?.
I'm fine.
Pop, I worked really hard|to be the valedictorian.
Course you did.
Why didn't it feel|like anything?.
What do you mean, you didn't|feel anything?. It felt great!
Pop, I never went|to one football game.
You don't like football.
But you're supposed to go,|and it's supposed to be fun.
And like all the parties|at Hemmings Field and stuff...
I never went to any of'em.
I never stayed out late.|I never just hung out.
'Cause you had|a head on your shoulders.
You stayed home, and you studied.
There's just a lot of things|that I wanted to do that I didn't.
And I was up there getting|my diploma, and I was like...
"Is this it?'
Come on now. Didn't we both|work hard for this?.
You're right.
I guess it's just the pressure|of graduation. You're right.
Girls, hi!
Lucy.
Mimi, not now. Okay?.
- Are you comin' or not?.|- Coming where?.
It's graduation night!
Oh, God, Hemmings Field.|I totally forgot.
So, are you comin' or not?.
I have plans.|I'm sorry.
Come on. You okay?.
Do you want something?.
Yeah. Are you coming|at midnight or what?.
Excuse me?.
Kit, we made a pact, remember?.
Oh, you're not serious!
Well, look, you can|really go without me.
I have better things to do|than dig up some old box.
Standing here|looking at all the world
The guitar guy is such a hottie.
That's Ben Kimble.
I heard he just got out of jail.|Killed a guy.
I don't believe you.
Yeah! Everybody's talking about it.
Oh, too bad!
Well, if anyone could have him,|it'd be you.
But I'm off the market, remember?.
Oh, please!|Dylan's at UCLA doing...
God knows what|with God knows who.
That's not true.
Right.
Whatever.
- Are you ready?.|- Yeah, yeah, just two seconds.
Okay, hold on.
Henry, are you ready?.
Henry, are you ready?.
I'm ready.
That's okay. Go on.
Why are you stopping?.
This isn't how I hoped it would be.
That's weird, 'cause this is|exactly how I hoped it would be...
or pretty accurate.
- Maybe ifwe get into bed.|- That's a good idea.
These are nice sheets.
- Can I hear the list again?.|- Oh, Luce, come on.
Please, please.|Just one more time.
Thanks.
All right.
Reason number one.
We've been lab partners for three|years so we really trust each other.
- That's really important. Okay.|- Trust is very important.
Reason number two:. We are both 1 8|and have never done it.
Very important!
Reason number three:.
We both want to do it.
Reason number four--
Please, Lucy, come on. Please.
I'm, I'm begging you.|Please, let's just do it.
- Okay, yeah, we can do it.|- Yeah?.
Okay, so let's--
- I'll go this way.|- Okay, I'm going this way.
Let's do this.
Please don't laugh.|You're killing this.
- Your first time should be special.|- Yeah, this is special!
Listen, do you want to spend|the rest ofyour life...
knowing that you did it for the|first time with your lab partner?.
Yes, yes, I do.|And I'll tell you why.
Because you know what it's like|for a guy to go to college a virgin?.
No, I'm telling you|they, they--
They're ostracized!|They treat them like lepers!
I'm sorry.
- What's up, Mimi?. How's the fetus?.|- Drop dead.
- Is it mine or what?.|- I can't believe we went out.
- I'm trying to do the right thing.|- Yeah?. What's the right thing?.
Ignoring me|for the past five months?.
Letting your friends call me a ho?.|Spreading rumors?.
I'm repeating what I heard,|that you let some guy...
do you in his car|over Christmas break.
Jerk.
It's ten paces|on the other side.
- What are you doing here?.|- Where's Lucy?.
She's not comin'.
- You have a flashlight?. Good.|- Gimme back my flashlight!
Let's just get this|over with, okay?.
God, I don't even remember|what we put in here.
Me either.
Here, hold this|for a second, Lucy.
My Bridal Barbie!
She was my wish.
- You're gettin' your wish.|- I know.
Lucy, I think this is yours.
- My locket.|- What did you wish for?.
I wanted to find my mom.
Did you ever find her?.
No, she lives in Arizona and my pop|doesn't think it's a good idea, so--
What did you wish for?.
- A key chain?.|- No, the world.
That I was gonna get out|of this crappy town...
go all the way to California...
put my feet|in the Pacific Ocean.
There's a wish that's not|coming true for a while.
- A lot you know, Kit.|- What's that supposed to mean?.
Slide Records recording contest?.
- So?.|- So I'm going on Sunday.
You're going to California|to audition for a record company?.
- Yeah.|- You're pregnant.
- So?. I'll wear something slimming.|- And what?.
You thinkyou're gonna become|this big, fat, pregnant star?.
- I have a pretty good voice.|- How are you gonna get there?.
- I found a ride with this guy.|- What?. No, that is crazy.
You can't go to Los Angeles|by yourselfwith some guy.
So?. Then come with me. I'll sing|lead, and you can sing backups.
- It's not something we should do.|- It's stupid is what it is.
Okay, fine.|You know what?.
You can just forget|all your past!
Oh, wow.
- Oh, my goodness. Look at us!|- Let me see.
- I was so chubby.|- Singing.
- I have to go meet my friends.|- Yeah, it's getting late.
Yeah.
Hey, you guys.
I'm leaving Sunday at 7:00 a.m.|ifyou all wanna come.
What do you mean you're not|coming home for the summer?.
Dylan, listen to me,|you have to come home.
Because! I haven't seen you|since Christmas.
Don't you miss me?.
- Excuse me.|- Dad, customer!
Dylan, we have to plan|the wedding.
All right.
I love you--|Dylan?.
- Hey, darlin'.|- Hey, Pop.
Dr.Johnson called today.|Good news.
Got me a job at the hospital?.
All those discounts I gave him|finally paid off.
- Cool.|- Yep.
Can I askyou a question?.
It's about Mother.
- Has she ever tried to see me?.|- No, she hasn't.
I was thinking,|maybe she's afraid to visit me.
Luce, you do not have|to feel any guilt...
about your mother leaving us.
This is not about us.
She was the one who walked out|on a three-year-old.
She's the one that should|feel guilty. All right?.
All right.
Nobody brings four suitcases|on a road trip.
Look, Dylan asked me|to go see him in LA...
and I can't get there|looking like a skank.
You better hope it all fits.
It will, okay?.
I'm not going to the audition.|You can drop me off in Arizona.
- Fine.|- Fine.
- Fine. Shotgun.|- Yeah, right. I'm sitting up front.
You must be Lucy.
Yeah.
So you're taking us to L.A.?.
Yeah. I'll get your bag.
- You okay?. Sorry.|- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Move it, Ben! Let's go!|- I'll get the door foryou.
Hey, who's the guy?.
That's just Ben.|He's really cool.
Let's hit it.
Where's the bathroom?.
Second door.|There's no soap.
What's the deal with Lucy?.
- What, are you hot for her?.|- No.
I wouldn't even try, Ben.|Seriously, she's not like us.
She's way out ofyour league.
Want a chip?.
Get outta here.
What are you doin'?.
- What's with this music?.|- Well, I like it.
Can we listen to something else|for ten minutes?.
No.
Come on, Ben, please?.
Be a nice guy.
Okay, five minutes.|Just five minutes.
Thankyou.
I don't wanna be a fool
In this game fortwo
So I'm leavingyou behind
Bye, bye, bye|Don't make it tough
I've had enough
Bye, bye
Baby
- Ben!|- I can't listen to this.
- You said five minutes.|- Forget it.
Like this is any better.
- Why are we stopped?.|- I'm tired.
Let someone else drive.
No, nobody drives|the cruiser but me.
- Okay, whatever.|- Where are we gonna sleep?.
There's a field.|I got a tent and sleeping bags.
A field?.
No, I don't sleep in a field.
I saw a sign for a Hilton|back there.
How much money do we have?.
I can't believe|you only brought $40.
I have expenses. I had to have|my homecoming dress custom-made.
I was voted queen, you know.
Oh, my dream come true.
- Did anybody make a plan?.|- What do you mean?.
How far you'll drive each day?.|Which towns you'll stop in?.
How much gas money you'll need?.
Okay.
We have $486, right?.|Which means...
for food, gas--
Is it enough?.
It's gonna be tight.
Oh, my gosh.
It's a love room.
Oh, man!
Look at the walls!
- I'm not sleeping here!|- This is what we can afford.
Is this run by the hour?.|I'm not sleeping here.
- Where you gonna sleep?.|- I don't know.
This place is disgusting.|I'll take this bed.
So how come|you're going to L.A.?.
My uncle might have|a job for me there...
so I'm gonna check it out|and if I like it, I'll move there.
What about your band?.|Don't you have a band?.
No, I was just filling in the|other night. I don't have a band.
Mimi said that she didn't think|you'd come with us on the trip.
Neither did I.
You sorry you did?.
Not so far.
Well, good night.
Good night.
Hey! It's freakin' cold!
- We're in here.|- I'm in here.
I just need|to brush my teeth.
- What are you doing?.|- You're so touchy.
Mimi, how do you know Ben?.
- Just from around.|- Gosh, don't you think he's cute?.
- He's all right.|- I can't believe he was in jail.
- What?.|- Yeah!
He like killed a guy.|What?. That's what I heard.
Excuse me?.|He killed somebody?.
No, he did not kill anybody--|I don't think.
Okay, he had a car, he was|coming to L.A. Don't be upset.
I'm on a road trip with a killer and|you're telling me not to be upset?.
- He'll hearyou.|- Oh, my God.
What's up?.
Do you know him at all?.
He used to hang out with some|of the guys at the trailer park.
So he may have|killed someone, okay?.
So what?. He did his time.|He paid his debt to society.
Oh, my God.
Ready to go?.
Yeah.
Hey, you wanna ride up front|with me today?.
No, that's okay.|The backseat's fine. It's okay.
- I'll check us out, okay?.|- Yeah.
- I'll be back.|- I'll come with ya.
No, it's okay, I'm fine.
- Will you please get me some chips?.|- No, Mimi.
Open the door.
I'll get my own chips.
Y'all, wait for me!
So when he came home|last Christmas, he proposed.
He's comin' home as soon as|he's done with school next spring.
You're seriously|gonna marry that loser?.
You don't even know him.
- What's wrong?.|- Nothing. It just kicked, is all.
- Can I feel it?.|- Ifyou want.
It kicked again.
- What about Kurt?.|- What about Kurt?.
- He's the father, isn't he?.|- Yes, Kurt's the father.
But it wasn't working out,|so I dumped him.
You're gonna raise this baby|all by yourself?.
I'm gonna go wait in the car|with Ben, all right?.
That's so typical of her.
She's not thinkin' about her future.|How's she gonna get by with a baby?.
Well, she brought this|upon herself.
What?.
- Hello.|- Hi, Pop.
Sneaking away in|the middle of the night?.
I'm very upset with you.|Dr.Johnson went...
to a great deal of trouble|to get you that job.
- I'm sorry, okay?.|- Sorry?
You are coming back now! And|you will regard that as a command!
You're usually so levelheaded...
andyou pull a stunt like this,|I am so surprised atyou.
You worked so hard. Areyou|gonna start slacking offnow?
What are you writing there?.
Stuff.
Are you mad at me or something?.
Why would I be mad at you?.|I don't even know you.
- No!|- Oh, no, it sounds bad.
Look at all that smoke.
What's wrong with it, Ben?.
It's the head gasket, I think.
- Give me your shirt.|- Here.
Whoa! What are you doing?.
Nobody touches this except|for specialists and myself.
Because it's an antique|and I don't want people to--
- It's your radiator.|- No, it's the head gasket.
No, your radiator's cracked.|What year it this?. '73.
Oh, that's like 350,|plus labor.
Great! Great!
I'm hungry.
How long does it take|to get a tow truck?.
- Ben's only been gone two hours.|- I'm so hungry.
Won't you stop saying that?.|We heard you. You're hungry.
So what?.
We don't have $350.|Even if he gets a tow truck...
we don't have enough money|to get the car fixed.
I'm gonna be stuck here in--|Where the hell am I?. Where am I?.
Louisiana.
Stuck in some|butt-hole town, Louisiana.
I am never gonna get to LA|to see Dylan.
He's gonna be so upset.
Whatever.
Excuse me?.
Could you be more self-centered?.
- You're just jealous.|- What?.
I'm not blind. I know how girls|like you looked at me in school.
You would've given anything|to trade places with me.
Girls like me?.
I can't help it if I'm popular,|so just lay off.
Girls like me?.
I didn't make the rules, Mimi.|It's not my fault...
everyone thinks|you're a trailer-trash skeeze.
- Stop it!|- Don't touch me like that!
- Guys, don't!|- You're pregnant!
You're a redneck!
Girls! Mimi! Stop!
Stop it! Stop!|I'm so sick of the two ofyou...
bitching and fighting|every damn second of the day!
For once,|would you just shut up?.
I don't know why the hell I asked|the two ofyou to come on this trip.
We don't belong together.
This was a mistake, okay?.
I'm sorry, partner,|that's the best I can do.
It's a cracked radiator.
He said he'd get it ready|by tomorrow.
How will we get the money|to pay for it?.
I have an idea.
I'm gonna call my father|and have him come get me.
You're leaving?.
This trip's over.
Wait, I have an idea!
You know what?.|I'm sick ofyour ideas, Mimi.
I should've known you'd make|a mess of this trip.
Fine, run home to your daddy,|but don't try and blame this on me.
Lucy, I haven't asked you|for anything in a really long time.
But I'm gonna askyou to stay.
Please hang up the damn phone|and just stay with us!
Come on, Lucy.
Hello?
I do.|I have a really good idea.
Yeah, it better be good.
Okay, I have something|to say.
I know we're not all getting along,|but tonight's important.
We really need the money.
So could we just be civil|and get through this?. Okay?.
Okay.
All right!|Y'all ready?.
Yeah.
- That's cute.|- Thankyou.
Wait.
It's all the tips|we can get, right?.
- Mm-hmm.|- So?.
Ifwe wanna put on a show,|we have to be sexy.
Now you're talkin'.
- Whatcha got?.|- Let me wear those feathers.
All right, next contestant's|a brand-new act.
And for all tourists that don't|know how the rules go in my club...
here it is, plain and simple.
You're the judge.|Ifyou hate 'em, tell 'em.
Ifyou like 'em, pay 'em.
We got baskets going around.|Put the money in there.
Be loud, be fair and be generous|ifyou like what you hear.
So, come on, give 'em|a warm welcome.
- They lookyoung.|- It's past their bedtime.
I saw him dancing there|by the record machine
Get off the stage!
- Mimi, come on!|- I can't do it.
- You can do it.|- I thought so, but I can't.
- Please do it for me.|- You just gotta go do it.
- No, you do it.|- I don't know if I can.
You've got the best voice.|Come on, please for me.
- Okay, okay.|- Thankyou.
- You okay?.|- No.
I saw him dancing there|by the record machine
I knew he must have been|about 17
The beat was going strong
Playing my favorite song
I could tell it wouldn 't be long|till he was with me, yeah, me
I could tell it wouldn 't be long|till he was with me singing
I love rock and roll so put|another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll so come|and take some time and dance with me
He smiled so I got up|and asked for his name
But that don 't matter|he said 'cause it's all the same
He said, can I take you home
Where we can be alone
And next we were movin ' on|and he was with me
Yeah, me
And next we were movin ' on and|he was with me, yeah, me, singing
I love rock and roll
'Cause it soothes my soul|Yeah
I love rock and roll
Yeah
And we were moving on|and singing that same old song
Yeah, me
Roll, roll, roll
Now.
It's so amazing.
Lucy, come here.
- How much is it?.|- Enough for the car and the trip.
Perfect.
You wanna come dance with us?.
No. We should get outta here before|somebody realizes you're underage.
Come on, just a|little bit longer, please?.
- All right, you go ahead.|- Thankyou.
- Hey, she with you?.|- What?.
Is she your girl?.
No.
Yeah. Watch this.
Move your hands, please.
We're gonna get a little freaky.|Hey, what's up, baby?. Come on.
- What's wrong?.|- Will you stop it?.
Excuse me. Hey, I don't think|she wants to dance.
I think she does.|You should mind your own business.
- Will you leave me alone?.|- Excuse me. I'm talking to you.
My nose!
Let's go.
Oh, damn!
Is this livin' or what?.
There's a mini-bar!
Y'all, you could swim|in this bathtub!
Look, I'm--
I'm not mad at you|for what happened there. Okay?.
There's bathrobes!
- Where are you going?.|-Just going out.
Are any ofyou guys tired,|'cause it's 3:00 a.m. and I'm wired!
- Who wants some of mama's punch?.|- Me, please.
- Madame.|- Madame.
Go, Lucy! Go, Lucy!
What are you doing?.
You go, girl!
I have seen one, y'all.
Yeah, but have you touched one?.
She has!|Give us the details!
It's always the quiet ones.
Say it loud. Say you|touched one and you're proud!
Lucy touched one!|She did!
Okay, the best thing|that ever happened to you.
- That's easy.|- What?.
Reaching my goal weight.
Third year at fat camp,|the summer before eighth grade.
Wait, that camp you went to|every summer was a fat camp?.
Yes, and I loved it.
Yes, and I loved it.
For two months...
my mama wasn't around|to pick on me for being fat.
Being fat is just|unacceptable to her.
Okay. The worst thing|that ever happened to you.
That's even easier.|Reaching my goal weight.
- You said--|- It turns out...
that being prettier|than my mama...
is even more|unacceptable.
Oh,Jesus.
Yep.
One morning I woke up,|and she was gone.
Pop really wouldn't|say anything about it.
I thought she was coming back,|and Pop told me she wasn't.
They fought all the time.
You know, I think|that she just got fed up...
and took off|without even thinking.
And after a while, it was|just too late to come back.
I know she wants to see me.
She's just scared, that's all.
I'm gonna be so sick later.
Mimi, be glad you're pregnant|and you couldn't act stupid with us.
That's not why I don't drink.|I just don't see the point in it.
So you never partied?.
Once.
Over Christmas.
There was one of those parties|at Hemmings Field.
And this guy|was drinking this beer...
and I remember|it was in a blue bottle.
And I was real mad|at Kurt because...
he blew me off again|to hang out with his friends.
So I had a few beers.
I had more than a few.
This guy, you know, he seemed--|He seemed real nice...
'cause when I couldn't walk,|he offered to drive me home.
It's no big deal, Luce.|It happens to girls all the time.
Did you go to the police?.
No.
I'm from a trailer park.|I got drunk and got in his car.
So, Kurt's not the father?.
I saw this ad in a magazine.
So I called up this lawyer in|Atlanta, and she sent me this stuff.
Um, all these pictures|and letters...
of all these people|who want babies.
- I was supposed to pick one.|- The guy...
what was his name?.
I don't know.
Why did we stop being friends?.
I don't know.|People drift apart.
Promise me we won't|drift apart again.
Come here.
And where have you been|all night?.
Thankyou.
For what you did|last night, I mean.
Thanks.
Scoot over.
I'm never drinkin' again. Honest.
This burrito is so good.
Don't mention food.
- What are you doing?.|- Chilling.
- Wake him up.|- Y'all, he's been driving all day.
- We can't just stay here.|- We should just let him sleep.
- Uh-uh.|- We'll let him sleep.
Lucy, get his keys.
He told us we couldn't drive|his car. I can't do that.
Why not?. It's not like we're|gonna drive this over a cliff.
- It's stupid to stay here.|- I'll drive.
Get his keys.
- Yeah, get his keys.|- Why do I have to get his keys?.
Because Kit and I voted|and you lost.
Get the keys.
Yeah, Lucy, get his keys.
- This is stealing.|- It's not stealing if he's in the car.
No, it's kidnapping.
Okay, stop.
Oh, I got it.
Go, go.
You failed driver's ed,|didn't you?.
Maybe.
- Move over.|- Oh, God.
Guys, smile for the camera.
Go ahead, turn it on, turn it on.
Let's go, girls
I'm goin'out tonight|and I'm feeling all right
I'm gonna let|it all hang out
Wanna make some noise|Really raise my voice
Wanna make some noise|Really raise my voice
Yeah, I'm gonna scream and shout
Get a little outta line
I ain 't gonna act|politically correct
I only wanna have a good time
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative|to have a little fun and
Oh, oh, oh|Go totally crazy
- Hi! Did you have a good nap?.|- Yeah.
Stop, stop the car.
Don't be mad. You looked so sweet|when you were sleeping.
- We just didn't wanna wake you.|- Stop the car.
- It's against the law to park here.|- It's my car.
- We're almost at an exit.|- Stop the damn car!
- Mimi, go talk to him.|- Uh-uh, you go talk to him.
- Nobody's gonna go talk to him.|- I know, he's mad.
And he has killed before.
Mimi, you said|he didn't kill anyone.
- I said I thought he didn't.|- Oh, my God.
- It's okay, I'll go.|- I'm sorry.
God!
Be careful, Lucy.
- We're sorry.|- I've been in a car full of chicks.
Do you have any idea what it's like|being surrounded by girls?.
Being a girl yourself,|I know, stupid question.
But I'm a guy, okay?.|I'm a guy.Just a guy.
And I have been listening|to girl talk and watching you do...
your girl things for days.
I'm not complaining, 'cause,|let's face it, I'm outnumbered.
But that's my car.
It's my car, and it's just--
It's the one thing that hasn't|been taken over by chicks.
- Okay?.|- Okay.
- Ben?.|- Yeah?.
Were you really in jail?.
Yeah, I was.
- So you killed a guy?.|- What?.
Who said I killed a guy?.
Everybody back home.
Oh, man.|No, I didn't kill a guy.
What did you do then?.
I was in college, and I get|this call from my stepsister.
She wants me to come get her 'cause|my stepdad is beating her up.
My mom can't stop him, so...
I drive home in|the middle of the night...
and she throws her things out|the window and climbs out...
and then I drive her back|to school in Ohio with me.
- And you went to jail for that?.|- That's the thing.
There's this law...
against driving a child that's|not a relative across state lines...
and my stepdad of course|pressed charges.
But, you know, it's okay.|I only got six months...
and I had to stay in Ohio|for a year's probation.
My sister got to go live|with her mom.
You all really thought|I killed a guy?.
Yeah.
What were you thinking getting|into a car with a homicidal maniac?.
- Why are we stopping?.|- You'll see.
- Mimi, you okay?.|- Oh, yeah, I'm fine.
Look.
It's like you have to whisper.
Hello!
Man. We gotta make time. The next|hotel is still an hour away.
Ben, do you have enough|sleeping bags for all of us?.
You serious?.
You really want to camp here?.
Yeah.
It sounds like fun.
You gotta keep your thumb|on the outside like this.
Right. Now, the trick is...
you don't want to let him know|that you're gonna hit him.
Maybe like look away first.
And then, when he least expects it,|you throw your whole body into it.
What are you doing to her?.
I'm teaching her how to fight|because every girl...
should know how|to throw a decent punch.
That was decent.
I'm gonna go to bed.
I'm gonna go to the ladies room.|Where is it again?.
Third bush after the rock|over there.
- This one?.|- That one, yeah.
What are you always|writing in there?.
Poems, mostly.
Can I hear one?.
Okay. One.|But you can't laugh.
"I used to think I had|the answers to everything...
but now I know that life|doesn't always go my way.
It feels like I'm caught in the|middle, and that's when I realize...
that I'm not a girl,|and not yet a woman.
All I need is time,|just a moment that's mine.
And while I'm in between,|I'm not a girl."
I liked it.
Really?.
Yeah, really, I like it.
- What?.|- You got ash on your face.
- Where?.|- I'll get it.
There.
- What's wrong?.|- What happened?.
Something bit my ass.
- Let me see.|- It's a snake bite.
No, Mimi,|that's a mosquito bite.
Don't look!
- How could I not?. It's nothing.|- But it could've been a snake.
All right! We are outta here|at the crack of dawn.
Nothing's biting my ass.
So we'll be in Tucson today?.
- Around 4:00, I think.|- Are you nervous?.
Should I call and tell her I'm|coming, or should I just show up?.
- I should just show up, right?.|- Surprise is always better.
She's gonna be|real happy to see you.
I hope so.
You'll call and tell me everything|about the audition, right?.
-You could still come with us.|-We don't leave town until tomorrow.
I'll be fine, okay?.
You know where we're staying|ifyou need us.
Bye.
- Thanks.|- Yeah.
I guess this is it.
I guess, yeah.
What?.
- Good luck.|- Thanks.
Can I help you?.
It's me, Mama-- Lucy.
Come in.
You have a really nice house.
Thankyou, Lucy.
Tucson seems like|a really nice city.
It is.
Can I askyou|why you're here, Lucy?.
Can I askyou|why you're here, Lucy?.
I wanted to see you.
And why was that, Lucy?.
Well, you're my mother.
Why do you keep|saying my name like that?.
Hold on a moment.
Hello?.
Sweetie, tell Joey's mommy I said|you could swim for another hour...
ifyou put on more sunscreen.
I don't want you to burn.
Daddy will pickyou up at 5:00.|I love you.
- I have brothers?.|- Well, yes.
- How old are they?.|- Ten and seven.
Do they know about me?.
Lucy, I think we need|to have a talk.
Whoa|Wait, seven, eight.
Five, six--
Come on in. Here.
- What happened?.|- What's wrong?.
- Get some towels, please?.|- I'm fine.
So, Luce, you got to see|your mom, right?.
- Yeah, I saw her.|- And what happened?.
Just thought you might want|some dry clothes.
- Thanks.|- Yeah.
I'm fine.
I'm okay.
I know.
Really, I'm okay.
What happened?.
She said...
that she never wanted me.
She said that my father|made her have me...
and that I was|just a mistake.
I look like her, you know?.
I have her eyes and her hands.
It's her loss, Luce.
It's weird though, you know?.
I don't have a mother.
Well, you have us.
Yeah.
Trying to call your dad?.
I can't.|I will in a minute.
You got that poem|you read me?.
- Yeah.|- Can I see it?.
Yeah, sure.
It's right here.
What are you doing?.
Stop worrying so much.|Come on. I made you something.
Okay.
This is my surprise?.
Wouldn't it be sad if it was?.
Like if I just totally sucked|at cheering people up.
I wrote some music|foryour poem.
Will you play it for me?.
Will you sing?.
Just use this part|as the chorus.
- Yeah.|- Like that?.
Go my way|Like that?.
It feels like I'm caught|in the middle
A little low there.
That's when I realize
I'm not a girl
And not yet a woman
All I need is time
A moment that is mine
While I'm in between
I'm not a girl
Thank you.
It's no trouble at all.
Hello, you have reached Pete|and Lucy. Please leave a message.
Hi, Pop. I'm just calling to say|that I'm fine, okay?.
And you were right about Mama.|You were right.
I love you, okay?.|I'm fine. Bye.
I'm not the kind ofgirl|you take home
Ifit makesyou happy
It can't be that bad
Ifit makesyou happy
Then why the hell|are you so sad
Ifit makesyou happy
It can 't be that bad
Ifit makesyou happy
Then why the hell|are you so sad
It's too cold. It's freezing!
Don't even! Don't.
- I can't believe we're here.|- I know.
Ben, you know, there are|a lot of colleges here in L.A.
Hey, what if I didn't go back?.
I could go to school here.|I mean...
why don't I do something|for me for once, you know?.
I wanna stay.
I'm gonna stay.
Good.
Look how happy she is.
Fill this out, turn it in over|there. The audition is in six days.
Wait. Where do we turn it in?.
You turn it in over there.
Fill this out--
- What about music?.|- You know what?.
I'll get some flyers printed up.|I know a few guys in L.A.
I'll try to put a band together,|and I'll see you at the hotel.
- Okay. Great.|- Hey, where you going?.
Baby?. Hi, it's me!|Guess where I am.
L.A.!
Okay. All right.|Then I'll come to you.
All right.|Then how 'bout tonight?.
Then how 'bout|tomorrow morning?.
Dylan, I'm in Los Angeles!
I came to see you!
Fine.
What am I gonna say?.|Fine.
Me too.
He's really busy with finals|and all. Yeah.
We're fine.
So who wants to go sightseeing?.
- I do!|- Okay! All right. Lucy?.
I'm kinda tired.
Yeah, I'm pretty beat.
Well, I need you.|We can't drive your car, remember?.
Don't wreck it.
All right!
Wait, we're on Melrose--
I thought we were going|to see the Hollywood sign.
- We will.|- But I think it's back that way.
I know. But we're gonna|make a stop first, okay?.
Kit, you can|see Dylan tomorrow.
- Kit, come on. Let's go back.|- No.
- Kit, let's go back. Please!|- No! I want to see him now.
Are you sure?.
Yeah.
Kit, I really should wait|in the car.
- How do I look?.|- You look really great.
Don't you guys want|to be alone together?.
I want you with me.|Come on.
- Surprise!|- Honey.
Hi! Oh, baby.
Kit-Kat, I thought we were|gonna make plans tomorrow.
Oh, I know. I just really wanted|to see you. This is my friend, Mimi.
You two know each other?.
Yeah. From school.|Right, Mimi?.
- Right.|- Yeah.
Oh. Well, aren't you gonna|invite us in?.
Yeah, I would, Kitty-Kat, but I've|got this friend here, and he's--
you know, he's really upset,|and we're supposed to, like...
you know,|hang out or whatever.
Do you need money for the pizza?.
- Your friend sounds really upset.|- Wait, Kit, hold on.
- Oh, God.|- Who's she?.
We're supposed to be|getting married.
We're supposed to be|getting married.
I was-- I was gonna tell you,|I just, you know...
didn't want to do it|over the phone.
Dylan, you gave me a ring.
You proposed and gave me a ring!
Kit, I mean,|I'm sorry, you know?.
Oh, my God.
It was Dylan, wasn't it?.
It was you.|You were the guy at Christmas.
- Wasn't it?. It was him, huh?.|- What are you talking about?.
That night when you came over,|you had that rip in your shirt.
- That was the night that he--|- Kit, what is your problem here?.
- Kit, I have to go.|- No, Mimi, come back here.
I want him to admit it.|Admit it!
You're getting all worked up|over nothing, Kitty-Kat.
My name is not Kitty-Kat.|I am not your pet!
Hello?.
- Excuse me, where's the phone?.|- It's right over there.
Yeah, can I make|a collect call, please?.
They said I lost the baby.
"Lost it."
Like it was my keys|or something.
Isn't that the stupidest|damn thing you've ever heard?.
I'd decided to keep her.
I was standing on the beach...
and my toes were|in the Pacific Ocean...
and she kicked.
It was like this sign.
Don't touch me, Luce.|I'm already crying.
Okay.
I would have made a good mom.
Just what were you thinking,|running away...
with a pregnant girl!
Lucy, I'm waiting|for an answer.
Do you know what it took|to come here?.
I had to take cash out of savings|for plane fare and hotel.
I worked hard to earn that money|for your college education.
I'm sorry.
So you made a mistake.|I understand.
Everybody makes mistakes.|You're forgiven.
I'm gonna take you girls back|to where you belong...
and we'll forget about|this whole crazy thing, all right?.
Okay.
Who's that boy you were with?.
How old is he anyway?. Is he the one|who put the crazy idea in your head?.
He just gave us a ride.
That's all.
Hey, sorry it took me so long.|We got a band.
- What are you doing?.|- Packing.
My father says I have|to move to his hotel, so--
Until the audition?.|How are we gonna rehearse?.
I'm not going to the audition.
Look, I have to|go back with him, okay?.
Ben, he's my father, okay?.
I just can't--
And with everything happening|with Mimi, I just think I should go.
- No, I get it.|- Don't be like that.
I get it. It's okay.
It's fine.
Did you see|how fast he went down?.
It's 'cause you threw your body|into that punch, like I taught you.
You did really good.
Hey, come here.
Thankyou.
- I'm sorry.|- It's okay.
It's not your fault.
Got it?.
I can't believe|this trip is over.
I know. God, doesn't it feel like|we left home a million years ago?.
Yeah.
- Hey, y'all, thanks.|- For what?.
For coming on this trip with me.|Thankyou.
Mimi and I were talking...
and we were thinking--
That you need to stay|and go to the audition.
Guys, I can't do that.
- I can't.|- You've got to.
Kit and I voted, and you lost,|so you've got to go.
All right, baby,|ready to head home?.
- I'm coming.|- Ladies...
let's roll.
Come on, let's go.
We tried.
Here you go, buddy.
- Thankyou, sir.|- I'll take that, sweetie.
Good-bye, Lucy.
Good-bye.
It's gonna feel good|to get back home, won't it?.
Look, honey...
I'm sorry I yelled at you.
I wasn't angry at you.|I was angry at what you did.
- Okay?.|- Okay.
I don't want to be like her.
We'll just get back home, and|everything'll be back to normal.
You just wait and see.
Don't make me do|what she did.
Don't make me run.|Just let me go, okay?.
What are you--
I used to think
I had the answers|to everything
But now I know
That life doesn't always
Go my way
Yeah
Feels like I'm caught|in the middle
That's when I realize
I'm not a girl
Not yet a woman
All I need is time
A moment that is mine
While I'm in between
I'm not a girl
There is no need|to protect me
It's time that I
L earned to face up to this
On my own
I've seen so much more|than you know now
So don 't tell me|to shut my eyes
But ifyou look at me closely
You will see it in my eyes
This girl will always find
Her way
I'm not a girl|Don 't tell me what to believe
I'm just trying to find|the woman in me, yeah
My baby!
This time, we didn 't make|any wishes for the future.
We said good-bye to our past.
Now, none of us has any idea|where life's gonna take us...
'cause what we have is now.
And right now,|we have each other.
- Let's do this thing!|- Action!