Tracy: Hit me. I'm serious, I can't feel anything. Hit me!

 

[Tracy gets smacked and she laughs]

 

Tracy: Again! Do it harder!

 

[She gets smacked again and begins to laugh harder. The shot pulls back to show Evie stitting on the bed with Tracy. The girls are getting high off of duster inhalant.]

 

Tracy: Ow! I can't feel anything! This is so awesome!

 

Evie: I hear this little 'wat wat wat' inside my head.

 

Tracy: That's your brain cells popping.

 

Evie: Do it!

 

Tracy: Want me to do it?

 

[Tracy smacks Evie]

 

Tracy: No, no, no. Hit me! Harder! Punch me!

 

[Evie punches Tracy and Tracy's head smacks down on a table. Her lip splits, and she begins to bleed. The girls are still cracking up.]

 

Evie: Ooh.

 

Tracy: Ow.

 

Evie: Hit me really hard.

 

Tracy: I'm gonna punch you.

 

Evie: Okay, go!

 

[Tracy punches Evie.]

 

Tracy: Oh! Oh shit.

 

[Tracy looks at her hand, where we see she's wearing a ring. Evie sits back up. Her head is bleeding from where Tracy's ring took off a piece of skin.]

 

Evie: YEAH!!

 

[The camera zooms in on Evie's tongue ring as the scene cuts to the opening credits. Four months earlier flashes on screen. We see Tracy and her friend Noelle walking Tracy's dog, Hampton.]
--
Tracy: C'mon Hampton. C'mon. Mom! Come on! It's 7:45! Let's go!

 

Mel: I'm ready. Hey Noelle.

 

Tracy & Noelle: Come on Mason!

 

Mel: Where's the new back pack?

 

Tracy: It's already in the back seat.

 

[Mel notices her daughters underwear is showing over the top of her pants.]

 

Mel: Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute. Let me fix this before someone give you the wedgie from hell.

Tracy [laughs]: Thank you.

 

Mel: Mason! Come on!

 

[Mason comes out of the house]

 

Mason: 'Sup guys. Hey Noelle.

--

[We cut to school. Tracy and Noelle are walking and accidently bump into a guy.]

 

Guy: Bitch.

 

Tracy: What the hell?

 

[A teacher runs past them, yelling at a student]

 

Teacher: Anette! Anette! You know you're not allowed to wear that here!

 

Noelle: Teachers are so mean here.

 

Tracy: Well I promised myself I wouldn't get anything lower than an A!

 

[Tracy pulls Noelle out of the way of another person.]

 

Tracy: Careful! God.

 

[The girls approch Mason and some of his friends.]

 

Mason: How you doing man? What's up?

 

Tracy: Mason, guess what just happened.

 

[Mason ignores her.]

 

Tracy: Mason!

 

Mason: Hey. Um, guys this is my little sister.

 

Tracy: Hi.

 

[The camera moves to show a shot of Evie and her friends.]

 

Mason: Man, there's Evie Zamora.

 

Rafa: Looks like she grew up this summer.

 

[Evie and her group are talking with some of their friends.]

 

Rafa: Let's go say hi.

 

Mason: Okay, cool dude.

 

[Tracy and Noelle watch the guys leave.]

 

Tracy: Shit!
--
[We cut back to the house. Tracy is writing something in her notebook and Mel has just finished adding blue streaks to a client's hair.]

 

Mel: Now look up at me. Oh, looks great. Yeah. Next time we'll do orange. Hair gel baby!

 

[Tracy closes her book and picks up a tube of hair gel sitting on her desk.]

 

Tracy: It's okay mom. You can barrow mine. Again.

 

[She gives Mel the hair gel.]

 

Mel: Thank you.

 

Tracy: Ooh Rodney, love the blue.

 

Mel: Hey, go like this.

 

[Mel continues doing his hair and there is a ding from the oven.]

 

Mel: You guys hungry? I did Italian tonight.

 

[The two kids run into the kitchen where Mason is taking the food out of the oven. We cut to the front room where their mother is writing Mel a check. They leave.]

 

Mel: Bye! Don't burn your tongue! So long!

 

[She closes the door and turns to Tracy.]

 

Mel: Jesus, two dollar tip. They ate half the lasanga.

 

Tracy: Mom, you're way to generous. Did dad send you the check this month?

 

Mason: Lay off him, Tracy. He just started the new job, okay?

 

Mel: We're fine. I worked all week.

 

[Tracy is now sitting and Mel is running her hands through her daughters hair.]

 

Mel: Ooh. You'd look great with some honey blond entertainment streaks right here.

 

Tracy: It's not fair. I can't be mad at you when you do that. Here mom. Listen to this. [Tracy begins to read what she had written in the notebook.] He was crippled, but only his body was cracked.

 

[The door opens and a little girl and her mother run in.]

 

Kayla: Tracy!!

 

Tracy: Hey Kayla.

 

Birdie: Hey, hi. The bus never came. And then it did. I have to pee and she hasn't eaten anything.

 

Mel: Well, that's okay. There's some stuff on the stove.

 

Bridie: Oh, great. Then we'll go.

 

Mel: Tracy, I'm sorry. I just haven't been to a meeting in a week. And you know I need to go. But I really wanna hear your poem. Come on, please start over.

 

Tracy: It's okay.

 

Mel: No, please. I really wanna hear it.

 

Tracy: He was crippled
But only his body was cracked
It's not simple
Nor is it an easy matter to explain
'Let's just leave it at that'
She says
And closes the holy book of lies
She covers her eyes
Denying to herself what she thought happened.

 

Mel: Wow. That's really heavy. It scares me a bit. It's beautiful. We're gonna talk about it when I get back. Okay?

 

Birdie: [From the other room] Wooh. Can I have a piece of this cake?

 

Mel: Oh, no, no, no, no! Shit! That's Mario's cake! He's twelve years sober!

 

[Mel runs into the kitchen as Kayla runs into the living room and jumps on Tracy's shoulders.]

 

Kayla: Tracy, I want a piggy back ride!

 

Tracy: Hang on.

 

[With Kayla still on her shoulders, she meets up with Mel and Birdie at the door.]

 

Tracy: Mom? No, I told you, I can't baby sit tonight. I have a research project due tomorrow!

 

Mel: Give me a break, you know I need to go. Keep coming back!

 

Mel & Birdie: It works if you work it!

 

Birdie: Right baby?

 

Tracy & Kayla: Bye mom.

 

Birdie: Be good.

 

Tracy: Yeah, thanks again.
--
[Tracy, Noelle and Yumi are sitting at a table eating lunch.]

 

Noelle: Evie Zamora has really pretty skin.

 

Yumi: I hear she has a really big scar on her back from when she tried to save her baby brother from a fire.

 

Tracy: You guys, she's not wonder woman. I'll see you guys later.

 

[Tracy stands up and leaves. She passes the popular girls who give her the once over.]

 

Astrid: Nice socks. Who let her out of the cabbage patch?
--
[Tracy is sitting on her bed. She takes her socks off and throws them into the trash. She then proceeds to pick up stuffed animals and Barbies off her bed and throw them in the trash.]

 

Mel: Thank God you're cleaning out your room. You hungry baby?

 

Tracy: Mom, I'm not your baby.

 

[Mel begins to throw Barbies and stuffed animals in the trash too. She sees the socks in the trash.]

 

Mel: Okay. Hey, what's wrong with those socks?

 

Tracy: Nothing.

 

Mel: Well then, what are they doing in the trash?

 

Tracy: Mom, I'm not going to wear them anymore okay? I need new clothes.

 

Mel: How come?

 

Tracy: Because I look stupid, hello!
--
[Mel and Tracy jump out of the car and chase after a lady with a van full of clothes.]

 

Mel: Cynthia! Cynthia stop! Please! Emergency!

 

Tracy: Mom, this one's okay.

 

[Mel pulls some money out and what looks like two Mentos to pay for Tracy's clothes.]

 

Mel: Now I know I have another dollar in quarters here somewhere. Hey, is this enough? I could rinse these off.

 

Cynthia: Right on.

 

[Mel hugs Cynthia.]
--
[Back outside at lunch the next day..]

 

Noelle: Okay, so for the project I'm doing J. Lo. What about you?

 

Yumi: I'm doing Usher.

 

[Evie walks past the table.]

 

Tracy: I, um, have to go to the bathroom really quick.

 

Yumi & Noelle: Okay.

 

[Tracy catches up with Evie. Evie doesn't turn to face her.]

 

Evie: Cute shirt.

 

Tracy: Thanks. Cute belt.

 

[Evie turns around and the shot shows the girls eyes, clothing, jewerly, etc.]

 

Evie: Call me after school. We can go shopping on Melrose.

 

Tracy: Okay. Um, write your number on this.

 

[Tracy pulls her notepad out of her pocket and hands it to Evie. Evie scribbles down her cell phone number on the pad. After Evie leaves, Tracy mouths 'OH MY GOD' and does a little happy dance.]
--
[Yumi, Noelle and Tracy are walking to Tracy's house after school telling jokes.]

 

Yumi: Do you get it?

 

Tracy: Yeah, that one's good. Oh, damn, I have gymnastics today. Okay?

 

Noelle: Okay, I'll give you a call.

 

Yumi: Talk to you later. Love ya.

 

Tracy: Bye!

 

[Tracy runs past Mason and Luke.]

 

Mason: Hey Tracy, mom wants you to clean your room before she gets home.

 

Tracy: Okay.

 

[Tracy runs into the kitchen and grabs the phone. She dials Evie's cell. The number cannot be completed as dialed. She calls again. Same thing. Pissed off, Tracy throws stuff across the kitchen making a mess. Luke and Mason enter.]

 

Luke: What happened over here?

 

Tracy: Nothing life guard boy.

 

[Tracy leaves.]

 

Mason: Hey, come clean this shit up Trace.
--
[We see Tracy on a bus on her way to Melrose. She gets there and looks around for Evie and Astrid. She goes into a store called Red Balls. Evie and Astrid are looking at pants.]

 

Evie: No, seriously though, the pants without the pockets make you look better.

 

Tracy: Hey. I tried calling you guys but I was coming here anyway so.

 

[Evie and Astrid look at each other and kind of chuckle.]

 

Evie: My phone didn't ring.

 

[The three girls continue moving through the store. Tracy picks something up.]

 

Tracy: Shit, you guys. I only brought ten bucks.

 

[Evie and Astrid laugh.]

 

Tracy: What?

 

[Evie shows Tracy something, then puts it in her purse. Astrid does the same.]

 

Tracy: I'm gonna go get a drink of water.

 

[Tracy leaves. Evie and Astrid giggle.]

 

Astrid: Loser.
--
Woman With Phone: What? What are you talking about? No. No. Hang on one second. I have the number for you. It's right here. [She searches for the number in her stuff] Hang on one second. I shouldn't be giving you the number. You should have the number. No, name is Alberto. Some sort of 553 number...

 

[Tracy reaches into the womans purse and pulls out her wallet. She shoves it in her purse and runs over to where Astrid and Evie are.]

 

Evie [playing with her stolen items]: Not bad for, like, thirty minutes.

 

Tracy: You guys.

 

Evie: Wait, wait, look.

 

[They show her some of the stuff they stole.]

 

Tracy: You guys. I totally just stole this.

 

[Tracy shows them the wallet.]

 

Astrid: No fucking way.

 

Tracy: From this lady over there. Look, let's see how much.

 

[Tracy opens it, Evie looks in.]

 

Evie: Can you see what's in it?

 

Tracy & Evie: Holy shit.

 

Tracy: You guys..

 

Evie: Oh my God. I don't think I've ever seen this much money in my life.

 

Tracy: Let's go shopping!

 

Evie [looks at Astrid]: Hell yeah!

 

[The three run down the street and into a shoe store. They pile up a bunch of shoes on the counter.]

 

Astrid: One

 

Evie: Two

 

[Tracy pulls out a wad of money and places it on the counter.]

 

Tracy: Tres. A few pairs of these.. and then that should cover that. Keep the change! Let's go!
--
Tracy: Hey, Mason. Just out of curiosity, who would you say is the hottest girl in school?

 

Mason: I guess.. um.. Evie Zamora.

 

Tracy: Guess who I hung out with today.

 

Mason: Bull.

 

[Tracy pulls out a pair of earrings.]

 

Tracy: Melrose Avenue.

 

[Mason gives her a disbelieving look.]

 

Tracy: What? God, is it that hard to believe?

 

[She storms out of Mason's room.]
--
[Tracy is looking at the dinner table. Mel is preparing dinner]

 

Tracy: Mom, why are there four places tonight? Mom?

 

Mel: Honey, he just got back. He's only coming for dinner.

 

Tracy: Yeah. And tomorrow he's just gonna tune up your car.

 

Mel: It needs it.

 

Tracy: Why are you doing this to yourself?

 

[Doorbell rings. Brady's standing there with a bunch of odd looking objects.]

 

Brady: You mind if I put this stuff in the garage?

 

[Tracy walks out. Mel and Brady begin kissing.]
--
[Dinner time.]

 

Tracy: So, Brady, how was the half way house?

 

[Everyone looks at Tracy.]

 

Brady: The same as the last one, Trace.
--
[Tracy and Evie are leaving school. Mel's waiting at the car.]

 

Tracy: Evie, this is my mom.

 

Evie: No way. She's like the hot big sister.

 

Mel: What do you want me to do?

 

Tracy: Can you take us to Melrose?

 

Mel: Let's go.
--
Mel: We can find some really cute platforms. Or maybe some body glitter.

 

Tracy: No, it's okay. You can just drop us off and go and do errands or something.

 

Mel: Oh. Um. Okay. I guess that will be all right. Maybe for an hour. I have to talk to Evie's mom though.

 

Evie: Brooke is just my guardian.

 

[Evie gives Mel the number then gets out of the car and waits for Tracy.]

 

Mel: Alright, thank you. [Tracy attempts to get out of the car.] Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute. I haven't talked to Brooke yet.

 

Tracy: Mom, please don't do this to me. This is the best day of my life. I'll kill you embarrass me.

 

Mel: Okay.

Tracy: Okay.

 

[Tracy gets out of the car and she and Evie leave.]

 

Mel: [Dials number and talks to Brooke.] Hi, this is Melanie. I'm Tracy's mom.
--
[Inside Red Balls, the girls are in the dressing room. Mel sees a stack of shirts that read 'I -heart- cock.' She turns them over.]

 

Mel: Evie? Brooke says you're not allowed on Melrose without adult supervision.

 

Evie: Well, you're here. Aren't you Mel?

 

Mel: Yep. I am.

 

[Tracy walks out of the dressing room in a pair of jeans with leopard lining.]

 

Tracy: What do you think? Mom? Do I look okay?

 

Mel: You look incredible.

 

Evie: Love the leopard fur Mel?

 

[Mel checks the price tag]

 

Mel: Yup. But not for 75 bucks baby.

 

Tracy: Why? Mom!

 

[Evie slides out of the dressing room very fast.]

 

Evie: Guys, this only costs 19.95!
--
[Outside of Tracy's house, Evie fixes Tracy's hair and make up. The two girls walk in.]

 

Tracy: Hey.

 

[Mason and a bunch of his friends are sitting on the couch watching TV. They look amazed that Evie Zamora is standing in the house.]

 

Evie: Hey boys.

 

Mason: Hey Evie.
--
[Tracy and Evie are eating pizza in the grass. Evie notices Noelle walking towards them.]

 

Evie: Your little friend is coming over.

 

Tracy: What? [She looks] Shit.

 

Evie: I'm Evie Zamora

 

Noelle: Yeah, I know. I'm Noelle.

 

[Noelle sits]

 

Evie: Pizza?

 

Noelle: We love Hawaiian, don't you Evie?

 

Evie: Let's go Trace.

 

[Tracy and Evie get up, planning a quick escape from Noelle.]

 

Tracy: You can't go to the park anyway, can you Noelle?

 

Noelle: You can't go either after dark.

 

[Evie and Tracy leave anyway]
--
[The girls walk up to some guys]

 

Evie: You guys wanna get high? Four bucks a hit.

 

[The guys pay her. Evie hands Tracy something that looks like a stick of gum. We later learn its really acid.]

 

Evie: Pay me back when we get home.

 

[The girls, chewing the 'gum' approch more guys, selling more 'gum'.]

 

Guy: What's up?

 

Evie: You guys wanna buy some shit?

 

Guy: Yeah. What you got?
--

[A bunch of the guys and the girls are laying on the ground, cracking up. They are very high.]

 

Tracy: I see a spider.

 

Evie: I see naked people.

 

[Sprinklers go off and the guys jump up, stripping and running through the sprinklers.]

 

Tracy: Oh my God.

 

[Tracy and Evie get up and run through the water, spinning around.]

 

Mason: Tracy? Tracy! Tracy!! Come on! Mom wants you home now! Tracy, get over here!
--
[Mason, Tracy and Evie enter the house. The girls are soaking wet.]

 

Mason: I found her, mom.

 

Brady: Yeah, Trace, I got that game you wanted.

 

[Tracy walks over to the table where the game is and picks up a pile of cards and throws them up in the air.]

 

Tracy: ROAR! I'M A LION!

 

Mel: Tracy!

 

Evie: Tracy, come on.

 

Mel: Tracy, you've been hounding me for two weeks for this damn game.

 

Tracy: No I haven't. I really haven't.

 

[Evie practically drags Tracy into her room.]

 

Tracy: Oh. Damn. How long is this gonna last?

 

[Tracy begins to change her clothing, and Evie lays on Tracy's bed.]

 

Evie: ...the itsy bitsy spider dropped acid at the park...

 

Tracy: Evie. I think.. I think my nose is melting off.

 

[Mel is heading for Tracy's room. She opens the door.]

 

Brady: Mel... She's a teenager. Come on.

 

Mel: You want me to ground you?

 

Tracy: [Whispering.] Yeah, you're gonna ground me.

 

Mel: You know you're not allowed out after dark.

 

[Tracy moves behind her dresser.]

 

Tracy: Mom! God, can't I have any privacy?

 

Mel: What? I'm not allowed to see your body anymore?

 

Tracy: No, you're not.

 

Mel: All right. Well, after he leaves, we'll talk.

 

Tracy: [Whispering.] If he leaves.

 

[Mel walks back out into the living room and begins taking serious drinks of wine.]

 

Brady: Whoa. Slow down on that apple cider. So, uh, Mason says goodnight.

 

[The two begin making out. We see Tracy watching them. Flashback to Brady ODing. Flashes back to now. Tracy goes into the bathroom and pulls out a pair of medical scissors and glares into the mirror.]
--
[It's morning. Tracy and Evie walk over to the bathroom. Brady's in his boxers brusing his teeth with his finger.]

 

Evie: Nice ass.

Tracy: Mom!

 

[Tracy storms into the kitchen, Evie close behind.]

 

Mel: What? I'm making your fave.

 

Tracy: Mom, I have to go to the bathroom. Now.

 

Mel: Well, can't you hold it a minute?

 

Tracy: That's how you get a bladder infection, you child abuser!!

 

Mel: That's dramatic.

 

Evie: Let's just go pee outside, wussy. French toast is my favorite too, Mel.
--
[Tracy is playing with her dog]

 

Tracy: Hampton! Hampton is my baby.

 

Evie: Hey, Mason! Move your G-string down south!

 

Tracy: Dude, no, that is so gross. That's my brother. Oh, my, God.

 

[Evie flashes Mason.]

 

Evie: Maybe I'll marry into the family.
--
[Evie, Tracy and Astrid are walking down the halls at school, shooting people the 'We are soo better than you' looks. People are glaring. The girls are cutting class.]

 

Teacher: You're designing a habitat which the four of you will live in for two years. And why are you late Miss Freeland?

 

[Tracy enters the room, laughing and throwing paper at people in the halls.]

Teacher: Where have you been?

 

Tracy: Sorry. Can't a girl go to the bathroom?

 

[Students laugh. She takes her seat.]

 

Teacher: All right, settle down class. Now, what I want-- Put the phone away!

--

[We're at a piercing and tattoo parlor. Tracy is on the phone with her mom. Evie is trying to con a guy into piercing Tracy's tongue]

 

Tracy: Mom, do you know the difference between point-slope form and slope-intercept form?

 

Evie: How about ten dollars, guapo?

 

Tracy: That's why I need to be here at the library. They have tutors.

Piercing guy: Hey, does her mom know?

 

Evie: She's 18 dude. Come on. I know you're a nice guy.

 

Tracy: Okay, cool. Pick me up at 5:30. Bye.

 

[Tracy hangs up and looks at Evie and the piercing guy.]

 

Piercing guy: Get on the chair.

 

Tracy: Um.. is this gonna hurt? Oh, you haven't had your tongue pierced.

 

[Evie hands Tracy mouth wash.]

 

Piercing Guy: I only put it in when I need to. Stick it out.

 

[Tracy sticks out her tongue. The guy puts the clamp on. The needle gets within inches of her tongue. Shot of Tracy squeezing her eyes shut.]
--
[Tracy is looking at her tongue ring in a compact]

 

Evie: Just don't open your mouth very wide when you talk. She won't notice.

 

Tracy: I have to ask you something.

 

Evie: What?

 

Tracy: Okay, um.. you never did anything with that crusty tattoo guy, right?

 

Evie: Yeah. He ate my pussy.

 

Tracy: Oh my God! Are you sh-

 

Evie: I'm kidding, idiot.

 

[Mel pulls up and gets out of her car.]

 

Mel: Hey ladies! Get a lot of studying done?

 

Tracy: We were researching, mom. I'm in charge of the gray water module for the Biosphere 2 project.

 

Mel: Cool. What module are you in charge of Evie?

 

Evie: I'm not in that class. I'm taking advanced physics Mel.
--
Cynthia: Well, I'm happy for him that he's finally paying off his debt, but so what if he had to work weekends? You had to work when you had two babies.

 

Mel: It's not like I need it for myself. It's just that the kids..

 

[Tracy and Evie walk in wearing shirts of Masons that they had cut up.]

 

Tracy: Mom. Mom!

 

Evie: Can you guys say hot?

 

Mel: That was Mason's favorite shirt.

 

Evie & Tracy: Ohh, ohh, here we go

 

Mel: You two aren't the only J. Lo's in the house. Check out these sexy colors!

 

Tracy: That's great mom.

 

Mel: You need something to eat. It's 4:00. Something real. I'll make some turkey and cheese on whole whet.

 

Tracy: Evil food.

 

Evie: If you drink 10 glasses of ice water a day, you'll burn 300 calories.

 

Mel: Interesting.

 

[Tracy finds Brady's laundry.]

 

Tracy: Mom! Three strikes and you're out. How many times are you gonna let him fuck you over?

 

Mel: Hey!

 

Cynthia: Where's my purse?

 

Mel: Cyn-- Cyn, go to the sink. I'll rinse the color out now.

 

Cynthia: I-I know I left it here.

 

Mel: Baby, it's here. Honey, find Cynthia's purse.

 

Tracy: His clothes should not be here. You promised Mason and you promised me!

 

Mel: No, I never promised-

 

Tracy: Yes, you did!

 

Mel: Baby- Cyn, come on. You're cookin'. You're cookin' with gas. Let's wash off really quick over here.

 

Tracy: [Whipers.] This is so fucked up.

 

Mel: After this, we'll cover your face back.

 

[Evie finds Cynthia's purse and takes the money.]

 

Cynthia: Ow! God! You're burning me!

 

Mel: Shit. I'm sorry.

 

Cynthia: Ow! Fuck!

 

Mel: There. How's that? Ooh baby. You are blond!
--
Cynthia: That's weird. I thought I had a bunch of twenties in here.. I'm gonna write you a check.

 

Mel: No, no. Pay me next time. Put a little gel on your hands and go like this right before Larry picks you up. Hey, if this gets you laid, you owe me double.
--
Mel: Tracy Louise Freeland! Conference time! Now! You do not pull a scene like that in front of a client. Not even Cynthia.

 

Tracy: I'm on the phone!

 

Mel: Well get off the phone.

 

Tracy: It's dad. He's with the baby.
--
[Mel is in her room smoking, Evie walks in.]

Mel: Don't ever start smoking.

 

Evie: Is everything okay Mel?

 

Mel: Yeah. [short pause.] No. Evie, I'm sorry, but I think it's time for you to go home.

 

Evie [with a worried look]: I can't go home. Brooke had a convention in Bakersfield. She said she sent you an email.

 

Mel: I guess I didn't check my email.

 

Evie: I'm sorry Mel. I hope it's okay that I'm here.

 

Mel: Well.. I guess it's gonna have to be, isn't it?

 

Evie: Her boyfriend hits me, Mel. He grabbed my throat and he threw me against his van.

 

Mel: Oh Jesus. Where's your mother baby?

 

Evie: She.. She passed away.

 

Mel: I didn't have a mother when I was your age either. I know how hard it is. I do.

[Tracy enters.]

 

Tracy: Mom?

 

Mel: What is it, baby?

 

Tracy: Dad's on the phone. He wants to talk to you. They moved into the new place.

 

[Mel takes the phone.]

 

Mel: How's the new house?

 

Tracy: It's an apartment mom.

 

Mel: So, are you taking them Saturday night? [She listens to the other line.] Whoa, that sounds like a big deal. Congratulations.

 

Tracy: Why can't he take us?

Mel [to the person on the phone]: Well, sure, sure.

 

Tracy: He's our fucking father.

 

Mel: Um, oh baby, I..

 

Tracy: He's never with us.

 

Mel [to the person on the phone]: No, not.. Not you. You're going digital on me. Yeah. Uh. I-I'll talk to you later.

 

[She hangs up.]

 

Tracy: So we're not staying with him?

 

Mel: Uh, he gets to go to some black tie event. Hey. Something for.. Something for NASA. He's gonna try to have brunch on Sunday. [Talking to Hampton.] Get out you. Get out.

 

Tracy: Terrific. Then we might as well be on the fucking moon.
--
[Tracy goes into her room. Evie is smoking a cigarette.]

 

Tracy: No. No. My mom will kill me.

[She takes the cigarette and puts it out.]

 

Evie: She smokes.

 

Tracy: No shit. The same brand.

 

[Evie lights another one.]

 

Evie: No shit.

 

Tracy: Shh.. [She takes Evie's cigarette and hides it while her mother walks by. Then hands it back to Evie.] You want it so bad? Look what I got from the tattoo shop.

 

[She pulls out a belly button ring.]

 

Evie: Let's do it right now.

 

Tracy: Sewing kit.

 

Evie: This is probably gonna hurt worse than your tonuge.

 

Tracy: I don't give a shit. Just do it.

[Tracy bites a stuffed animal. She is clearly in pain]

 

Evie: Oh fuck!!

 

[Evie goes to get a towel.]

 

Tracy: What the fuck did you do?!

[She looks at what Evie had done.]

 

Mel: Everything okay, Evie?

 

Evie: Yeah, we just spilled a Coke Mel!
--
[Evie and Tracy are laying in Tracy's bed.]

 

Evie: Trace, it's cool that you're not scared of needles. We can go and get tattoos. More piercings.

 

Mel: May I come in?

 

Evie: Sure Mel.

 

Mel: I've got a suprise. I sewed on the leopard fur.

 

[She holds up the pants.]

 

Tracy: The fur was thicker at Red Balls.

 

Evie: These are tight, Mel.

 

Mel: Thanks. It only cost six bucks. Tracy, tomorrow you gotta sit down and do all your homework. Maybe you could go to Noelle's. She called a couple times.

 

Tracy: I know mom, I know.

 

Mel: Okay. Good night my little beauties.

 

[She goes to kiss Tracy but Tracy turns her head. Evie grabs her face and kisses her.]

 

Evie: I love you Mel.

 

[As Mel leaves, Tracy follows her to the door.]

 

Tracy: Mom. Don't go in my room without asking me again. Okay? Those are my favorite jeans. I don't just waltz into your room and screw around with your stuff. When have you ever seen me mess with anything that was yours? [Mel leaves the room and closes the door.] Mom! [Whispers.]Fuck her.

 

[K.K. knocks on Tracys open window.]

 

K.K.: Yo, Evie! You ready?

 

Evie: I'm going to the park with K.K. [to K.K.] Give me a sec. 'Kay? Go away! [to Tracy.] What? Do you wanna come?

 

Tracy: Yeah.

 

Evie: It's just gonna be me and K.K. You know?

 

[She climbs out the window into K.K.'s arms.]

 

K.K.: Stop biting me!

[After Evie and K.K. leave, Tracy is frustrated and goes into the bathroom and cuts herself.]
--
[Evie returns home and sees blood from where Tracy slit her wrists.]

 

Evie: I love you Tracy.
--
[When Tracy wakes up Evie is not next to her. She sees the blood stains from her cuts and changes her shirt. She goes into the kitchen.]

 

Tracy: Evie?

 

Mel: But are they real?

 

Evie: Opossums? Okay--

 

Tracy: Excuse me.

 

Mel: Oh hey. Grab some oatmeal.

 

Tracy: It's okay. I'm on a diet.

 

Brady: No, you should, uh, put some, some chocolate chips in it. It's actually very good.

 

Mason: Come on, Tracy. You know you get mean when you don't eat.

 

Tracy: Fuck you. Come on Evie. Let's go.

 

Mel: Hey Evie? could you- could you give us a little second?

 

Evie: Yeah. Sure.

 

[Evie walks away.]

 

Mel: Um- Does Brooke have a boyfriend?

 

Tracy: No. She dumped him.

 

Mel: When?

 

Tracy: Last week or something.

 

Mel: Are you sure?

 

Tracy: Yeah. He's in Orlando. Now can I go to school?

 

Mel: Yeah.
--
[The girls are at school with Astrid and Medina walks by.]

 

Tracy: All of a sudden Medina has a ghetto booty?

 

Evie: I think she stuffs.

 

Astrid: That slut ain't got shit compared to these double cheeseburgers.

 

[She turns around to shake her ass.]

 

Medina: Shake it, don't break it bitch.

 

[Medina flips Astrid off.]

 

Astrid: Fuck her. Javi, you look hot.

 

Javi: What's up?

 

Evie: Hey Marcus, Javi.

 

Javi: Hey Evie.

 

[Evie hugs Javi then kisses his neck.]

 

Astrid: Hey, what's up Marcus?

 

Javi: Hey Tracy? Can I holla at you?

 

Tracy: Yeah.

[The two walk a short distance away.]

 

Javi: I was wondering if, uh, maybe you wanna go kick it sometime.

 

Tracy: Yeah, sure.

 

Javi: Okay, well, can I have your number?

 

Tracy: Yeah

 

[Evie walks up.]

 

Evie: Um, here's my cell. We'll be hanging around.

[She writes her number on Javi's arm]

 

Javi: Straight. See you guys later.

 

Tracy: Bye.

 

[Evie and Tracy go back to their group of friends. They are excited for Tracy.]

 

Astrid: Go girl!

 

Other Girl: That is so cool!!
--
[School's out and the girls try to decide who's house to go to.]

 

Tracy: Okay, I don't want him to come to my house and see Mason and the loser.

 

Astrid: Let's all go to my place.

 

Evie: My aunt says only one friend at a time.

 

Astrid: Come on babe.

 

Evie: I'm sorry Astrid.

 

Tracy: Let me call my mom.

[Evie and Tracy walk away.]

 

Astrid [offended]: Fine.
--
[The girls show up at Evie's apartment complex.]

 

Guy: Dude, they say it's a two feet overhang.

 

Dude: Oh yeah? Good going buddy.

 

Tracy: Oh my God. Don't tell me they live here.

 

Evie: No, they're old news. She's my cousin, not my mom. Got it?

 

Tracy: Don't tell them I like them.

 

Evie: Hey boys! My friend wants to suck your dick!

 

[The girls continue walking.]

 

Tracy: Oh my God!

 

Guy: Come over here honey.

 

Tracy: That was so not cool.

 

[They arrive at Evie's place.]

 

Evie: Here's my pad!

 

Brooke: Hey babe.

 

Evie: Tracy, meet the lovely Brooke LaLaine.

 

Brooke: Hello.

 

Tracy: Hi.

 

Brooke: She's a cute one. Oh tracy. You mom has been calling. [She hands Tracy the phone.] [to Evie] Honey, can you get me another beer?

 

Evie: Yeah.

 

[The girls walk to the kitchen. Tracy puts the phone down. Evie hands Tracy a beer.]

 

Tracy: Um Evie?

[She sort of looks at Brooke to make sure Evie knows that's what she meant.]

 

Evie: Um it's okay.

 

[They are back in the living room where Brooke is getting ready. They have the rest of the 6 pack.]

 

Tracy: So you're a model?

 

Evie: She's a model-slash-actress.

 

Brooke: Mm. Slash-bartender who's about to be late for work. What time is it honey?

 

Evie: It's like 4:30 or 5:00.

 

Brooke: Oh shit. [Talking about the alcohol.] Hey, no more than one. You got homework.

 

Evie: They were removing asbestos from the locker room today so-[she tries to open her bottle] oww- we got the whole gym period to do our homework. [they walk into Evie's room.] Yeah baby!

 

[There is a poster of Christina Ricci on the wall. Tracy runs to it and kisses it.]

Tracy: Wah! I love you Christina Ricci!

 

Evie: Tracy?

 

Tracy: What-y?

 

Evie: You're going out with Javi!

 

[Brooke is walking down the hall in a hurry.]

 

Brooke: Evie Goddamn it. Where's my other cutlet?

 

Evie: Incoming cutlet!

[She throws the cutlet at Brooke and it hits her ass.]

 

Tracy: Nice meeting you.

 

Brooke: Very nice meeting you too princess.

[Brooke leaves the room.. Evie's cell phone rings]

 

Tracy: Is that your phone?

 

Evie: Popular. Hello? It's Javi.

 

Tracy: Oh my God.

 

Evie: Shh! Yeah, she's here. You wanna talk to her? Shh. Relax. Breathe. Calm down. Shh.

 

[Evie gives Tracy the phone.]

 

Tracy: Hey. Uh, no, no. I don't think I'm too busy. Can we do something tonight if Ruben comes?

 

[Evie takes the phone back.]

 

Evie: Yes! Hello? Come over right now. Okay, bye. [to Tracy] You get to make out with Javi! You don't know how to kiss do you?

 

Tracy: Oh. No, no, no, no, no. Yes I do. Me and Noelle practiced with Cruel Intentions like 50 times.

 

Evie: Right.

 

Tracy: So you want me to prove it, lesbo?

 

Evie: Hell no!

 

[The girls kiss.]

 

Evie: I barely even felt that.

 

[They get on the ground.]

 

Tracy: Well, see if you fucking feel this one then!

[They kiss again, very passionatley.]

 

Evie: Well, okay.

 

Brooke: All right honeys. I'm outta here. Uh, if Benny calls, tell him I'll be down at Rene's. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!
--
[The boys are over at Evie's. They are smoking marajuana.]

 

Evie: Remember the part where Josh is smoking a joint with a beer, and he's-[She makes an impression.]

 

Javi: I don't remember that.

 

Ruben: I don't either.

 

Tracy: You just made that up.

[They all laugh.]

 

Evie: He jumped when that teacher got a pencil stabbed through her hand. That wasn't even scary.

 

Tracy: Yeah it was.

 

Javi: What is this shit man? [he turns the music off.] Check this out. [He starts beat boxing.] Tr-Tr-Tr-Tr-Tracy.

 

Evie: It's getting kinda hot in here, don't you think?

[Evie and Ruben start making out. Tracy follows Evies lead and starts to make out with Javi. Everything Evie does to Ruben, Tracy does to Javi.]
--
Tracy: Mm. We are so perfect for each other. You know, if everybody married someone from a different race then in one generation there would be no prejudice.

 

Evie: So you had a good time?

 

Tracy: Yeah. But it tasted kinda nasty.

 

Evie: What? We didn't go over that one.
--
[The girls are laying in Tracy's front lawn. Mel is leaving.]

 

Mel: Want anything special from the market?

 

Evie: No thanks Mel. I like everything you get. Hey Trace, do my back. [Tracy starts putting lotion on Evie's back. She see a scar. Mel is gone and a car drives by with a boy in it.] Who's that?

 

Tracy: Luke. Or life guard boy. His parents moved away and left him the house.

 

[They get up and run towards Luke.]

 

Evie: Come on. Hey Luke! Got any beer?
--
[They are in Luke's house and Evie is holding three full shot glasses.]

 

Evie: Luke you are so lucky. I want your house.

[She sets one down on the pinball table that Luke is playing at, gives one to Tracy and drinks the other. She pulls Luke over to her.]

 

Luke: You know, I think I'm gonna call some of my friends.

 

[She tries to dance with Luke sexually, and tries to get Tracy to join.]

 

Evie: How about we make a Luke sandwich?

 

Luke: Um how about you're jailbait?

 

Tracy: Yeah.

 

Luke: You know I..

[She wants to get with Luke.]

 

Evie: Luke, you know I'll never tell. Trace, would I tell?

 

Tracy: No, because Ruben would kill you.

 

Evie: Come on Luke.

 

Luke: No, look, danger.

 

Evie: Come on.

 

Luke: Danger Will Robinson.

[She sits him on the couch and gets on top of him.]

 

Evie: Luke, it's not illegal to kiss.

 

Luke: Says who?

 

[They kiss.]

 

Evie: Tracy come here. Check out his white boy ghetto lips. Try it. Come on.

 

Tracy: No.

 

Evie: Come on.

 

Tracy: It's Luke.

 

Evie: So? Come on. You guys. [Tracy and Luke start making out.] Go girl. Luke, where's your bong?

 

[He points.]

 

Luke: Right there. [Tracy and Luke continue to make out and he calls Evie back over.] Why don't you get back over here though, girl. Come here.

 

[They are all making out and touching each other sexually. The girls start to stick their hands up his shorts.]

 

Evie: Feels good, huh, Luke? You know you want it.

[Luke freaks out and kicks the girls out.]

 

Luke: You know what? You know what? Th-This- Why don't you guys get out of my house okay?

 

Evie: What the fuck are you-

 

Luke: Just get out of my house- just stop. Now get out.

 

Evie: Shit!

 

Luke: Get out of my house! Now!

 

Evie: Get off me, you fucking pervert!

 

Luke: Please just get out. Go.

 

Tracy: Luke, chill out.

 

Luke: Take your fucking weed and get out.

[The girls run home and Mel is outside with the groceries.]

 

Mel: Could you give me a hand?

 

Tracy: Mom, I'm not your fucking slave!

[They run through the door and Tracy smells her breath. They run to the bathroom.]

 

Tracy: Shit! Shit! My breath! Toothpaste. Toothpaste.

 

Evie: Where the hell's the--

 

[Mel knocks.]

 

Mel: Hey! Hey, open this door now.

 

[Tracy opens the door.]

Tracy: What mother? What do you want?

 

Mel: This is not how I raised you. I want you to be civil to me.

 

Tracy: And I want you and your stupid boyfriend to get out of my fucking life! What is he doing here?

 

Mel: Have you been drinking?

 

Tracy: No!

 

[Mason walks in.]

 

Mason: Of course she's been drinking. She's always fucking drinking. Isn't that right, Tracy?

 

Tracy: Oh, like you never have!

 

Brady: Hey, hey, hey. Come on.

 

Evie: You guys!

 

[Birdie and Kayla come in. Kayla starts crying.]

 

Tracy: Ooh.

 

Mel: Hey Kayla, what's going on?

 

Mason: Hey.

 

Mel: [to Kayla] It's okay.

 

Birdie: Thought we'd just crash here for a couple days, until my check comes in. I think I'm coming down with diphtheria or something, so-

 

Mel: Yeah sure. Just for a couple of days. [she picks up Kayla.] Mason, can you find your sleeping bad to give to-

 

Tracy: Why not open a hotel, mom. You could get paid for all this.

 

Mel: Tracy, baby, this is just temporary.
--
[The girls are in Tracy's room. Tracy is cleaning up and Evie is bouncing on the bed with Kayla. Mel walks in.]

Mel: Wow. Where'd all this stuff come from?

 

Tracy: Brooke bought it for me-us.

 

Kayla: Come on Evie.

[Mel picks up a pair of underwear off the ground.]

 

Mel: 'I wanna bone.' Nice. What's the occasion?

[Evie picks up a shirt and hands it to Mel as if it were for her.]

 

Evie: She wanted to say thank you for taking care of me.

 

Mel: [to Tracy] Baby, we have to have a real talk.

 

Evie: [to Kayla] Wanna go to the park?

 

Tracy: [to Mel] I have more homework to do.

 

Mel: Yeah.

 

Tracy: You should go to more meetings.
--
[Mel is on the phone with her sponsor. Tracy can see her through the window.]

 

Mel: No, you don't understand. It's different this time. She's starting- She's starting to scare me. I know, I know, I know. Damn it, I know. I just.. I wanna make it stop, you know? You fuckin' hard ass. That's why your my sponsor. Okay, okay, okay. I'm gonna try. I'm gonna try. Okay. I'm gonna. Okay, I'm gonna do it.
--
[Evie is doing Mel's make-up.]

 

Evie: Yeah baby, close your eyes.

 

Mel: Oh, my, God.

 

Evie: Close 'em. Close them. Ooh. Lovin it. Lovin' it. You are a gold queen.

 

Mel: Think that's enough?

 

[Brady comes in holding a chicken.]

 

Brady: Hey guys.

 

[He bobs the chicken back and forth but the chickens head doesn't move.]

 

Tracy: What the hell?

 

Brady: Watch his head. Look at that.

 

Tracy: Oh, my, God.

 

Brady: See that? It's like, Zen chicken. That's weird, right?

 

Tracy: It doesn't even move.

 

Brady: Chickens are cool aren't they? Cool.

[They are all laughing.]
--
[Tracy, Evie, Brady, and Mel are messing around on elevators. They end up at the movie theatre and Tracy sees the poster for the movie they are supposed to see.]

 

Tracy: Mom, no I can't see that movie.

 

Mel: Why?

 

Tracy: Because it's a gross bloody war movie and I'm a pacifist. Like Gandhi.

[They see a poster for a different movie.]

 

Evie: Why don't we just go see the Jack Black movie? The Misadventures of Ezekial Balls.

 

Tracy: Yeah mom. It looks funny. It's a giant pig.

 

Brady: Yeah, I wont be seeing that.

 

Mel: Come on you guys. This is suposed to be family night.

 

Brady: That's all right. We'll see separate movies, we'll meet here at 10:15. [to the ticket booth person.] Two for the pig movie and two for the handsom fellow in the war movie.

 

Tracy: Yes! Brady you are so awesome!

[She hugs Brady. Mel holds up a backpack and opens it.]

 

Mel: Look, I got popcorn and butter in a separate foil packet for the.. for the little ones.

 

Tracy: Thanks mom. Okay.

 

Evie: Thanks Mel. See you all here. Love you.

[The girls go into their movie. Then Mel and Brady go to theirs.]

 

Brady: I thought that was our popcorn.

 

[The girls come back out once they think Mel and Brady are gone. They throw away the backpack of popcorn.]

 

Guy: Hi. Can I get two for Kandahar? Yeah! Uh-huh!

 

Tracy: Bye mom!

 

Evie: Later, Jack.
--
[It shows the girls walking up to a big group of people. The guys are beat boxing and rapping.]

 

Evie: Come on, my little hooch.

 

Tracy: Oww! Mothers, lock up your sons!

 

Javi: What's up ladies? [He kisses Tracy.] How you guys doing tonight? You guys having fun?

 

[He hugs Evie.]

 

Evie: You know I got my ass beat for what happened the other night.

 

Javi: Oh yeah?

 

Guy: Hey Javi, come speak that verese.

 

Javi: Aight.

[Javi goes back to the circle to rap.]

 

Evie: Why don't you go get us some sodas or something? And you know what? Tell Conrad to get his ass down here on his break.

 

Tracy: Okay.
--
[Tracy goes to get the drinks. It shows Mason and his friend.]

 

Mason: Hey man what are you doing? You stupid fucker.[They see a girl talking to the guy behind the register. Her thong is hanging out of her pants.] Ah, sweetie, back that ass up.

 

Rafa: I'd like to see how that thong looks on my bedroom floor.

 

[The girl turns around. It's Tracy. Her belly button ring is showing and she freaks out.]

 

Tracy: Too bad you'll never know.

 

Rafa: Tracy?!

 

Tracy: Aw shit! God, fuck it.

 

Rafa: Hey Tracy, here's your Cokes.

 

[He gets her the cokes.]

 

Tracy: I didn't pay for them anyway.

 

[She takes the cokes.]

 

Rafa: Probably didn't have to with your fine ass.

 

Tracy: Fuck you.
--
[Tracy goes back outside and both Evie and Javi are gone.]

 

Tracy: Have you seen Evie?

 

Sleeze: Nah, she went to the candy store. Want some? [He holds out a water bottle. She takes it and drinks some, she gags.] Easy!

 

Tracy: What the fuck is that?

 

Sleeze: Voodoo juice my friends made. [Tracy continues to drink it rapidly.] Don't be backwashing. Wanna go find her?

 

Tracy: Yeah.

 

[They start walking and Tracy's vision gets blurry. She's obviously not sober. They look all over for Evie and cannot find her.]

 

Sleeze: You all right? Tracy. Let's go. Come on.

 

Tracy: Evie? Evie! Evie?

 

Sleeze: Hey. Want to suck my cock, baby?

 

Tracy: No! Evie! Evie!! Damn!

 

[Evie and Javi walk out of a dressing room and Evie wipes off her mouth.]

 

Evie: How are you? Javi spilled a Coke all over his pants and he couldn't perform..

 

Tracy: What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you even know what time it is? Shit!

 

Sleeze: Hey. Call me baby.
--
[They arrive home and are walking in to the house. Evie is guiding Tracy since she is not sober.]

Tracy: Geeze, mom, I can't help it if the movie let out early.

 

Mel: Bullshit Tracy. We checked the theatre.

 

Evie: We got something to drink at Starbucks. What's wrong with that?

 

Mel: Where's the backpack?

 

Tracy: [whispers] Oh shit.

 

Evie: I got you a key chain.

 

[Inside Birdie and Mason are hanging out.]

 

Birdie: Hey. How was the movie?

 

Brady: All right.

 

Mason: Mom, I gotta talk to you. In private.

 

Mel: Okay. Come in the kitchen. I'm making tea.

 

Evie: I'll help you.

 

Tracy: Should we talk about how you get stoned every night with Rafa?

 

Mason: She knows I smoke pot, Tracy. Look at your pupils. You're so fuckin' busted.

 

Tracy: Fucking little-!

 

[Tracy and Mason start fighting.]

 

Bridie: Ow!!

 

Mason: Jesus Christ, Tracy!

 

Tracy: Don't you ever touch me again!

 

Mason: Go ahead, hit me Tracy! You'll go to jail, you fucking slut!

 

Tracy: Don't you fucking call me a slut. Mom! Mason just called me a slut!

 

Birdie: Melanie!

 

Mel: Stop! Stop it! Wait wait wait! Stop! Stop!

 

Birdie: Tracy look at this shit!

 

Mel: Birdie, you know she didn't mean it.

 

[Mel tries to hug her daughter.]

 

Tracy: Mom don't touch me don't touch my hair!

 

Birdie: She's out of control.

 

Mel: Have you had anything to eat today?

 

Tracy: Mom, stop with the food thing already!

 

Mel: Fuck it. You don't want me to cook for you anymore? Fine! Then don't eat my food.

 

Tracy: Fine! I hate your nasty store-brand food anyway!

 

Mel: Great! Then I can stop doing 12 haircuts a day trying to pay for all this shit! [She kicks the coffee table.] You think I wanna be here? [She goes into the kitchen and slips on a box of cereal. She tears open the box, scattering the cereal everywhere. She then proceeds to tear up the tile.] Fuck. Damn it. Goddamn $1.50 a square foot floor!

 

Brady: Mel. Mel.

 

Mel: I told you we needed a new floor.

 

Brady: Baby? Mel. You all right?

 

Mel: Yeah. I'm okay. I'm okay.

 

Brady: You're okay?

 

Mel: I'm okay. I need to call Sue.

 

[Tracy and Evie go to Tracys room. Kayla and the dog are in her bed.]

 

Tracy: Mom!

 

Brady: Uh, don't worry about that, all right? I'll take care of it.
--
Tracy: Mom! What the-

 

Brady: Damn it, Tracy. What is it?

 

Tracy: I can't even sleep in my own bed?

 

Evie: Tracy, we can all sleep in here if we could just get this dog out.

 

Brady: Wake up girl. Come on. It's- [He see's a big wet stain.] Oh Jesus.

 

Evie: Something peed in your bed.

 

Brady: We'll change the sheets. Here, Mason, take her.

 

Tracy: Mom! You're dealing with this!

 

Brady: I'll take care of it. You know what, Tracy? You're gonna have to lay off her.

 

Tracy: Don't tell me what to do you fucking cokehead. You're such a loser.

[Brady gets pissed and walks out and slams the door]
--
[Mel and Brady are in the bathroom. Brady gets the shower running.]

 

Mel: I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

 

Brady: Arms up.

 

Mel: I can't do this with her anymore. I can't. I can't. I'm horrible.

 

Brady: Get in the shower, Mel. [She gets in the shower and he leaves the bathroom. She thinks and realizes what he is doing. She runs into her room where Brady is packing.] This place is fucking with my head. Yeah. I want.. I want to get loaded.

 

Mel: Go see Mario. He'll read the big book in that scratchy voice.

 

Brady: Okay. I know what to do.
--
[The girls are in Tracys room snorting some sort of drug from a prescription bottle.]

 

Tracy: Evie, I have to ask you something.

 

Evie: What?

 

Tracy: What happened in the dressing room with you and Javi?

 

Evie: Nothing pendeja. He's your guy. Uh-oh.
--
[Evie takes spoons out of the freezer and puts them up to the bags under her eyes. Mel has Cynthia over.]

 

Tracy: So what's with the spoons?

 

Evie: Just go like this.

 

Tracy: It's really cold.

 

Cynthia: You're gonna call Evie's mom.

 

Mel: Right.

 

Cynthia: I'm just gonna talk to her for a few minutes. I mean, she's just a kid after all.

 

[The girls speak in gibberish.]

 

Trace: Whahdahgahy doahdahgahes mahdahgahy tonahdahgahgue riahdahgahng huahdahgahrt? (Why does my tongue ring hurt?)

 

Evie: Proahdahgahbabahdahgahly beahdahgahcause youahdahgahve beahdahgahen suckahdahgahing coahdahgahck. (Probably because you've been sucking cock.)

 

Cynthia: Mason, come here a second.

 

Evie: Brooke does this every morning, and she still has huge bags.

 

Tracy: I wonder how much of this you have to swallow for it to kill you.

 

[Tracys holds the bottle of bleach to her mouth and pretends to chug it.]

 

Cynthia: This family needs some healing.

 

Tracy: Who brought you that wet suit?

 

Mason: Fuck you.

 

Mel: Evie. You're mother's phone's been disconnected.

 

Evie: Mel, she's not my mom. She's my cousin. My mom was a crack whore.

 

Cynthia: Okay everybody. Just take a deep breath. Evie honey, do you have a friend that you could stay with for a few days? I think this family needs some alone time.

 

Evie: I'm the one that's here every day trying to make the situation better. Ask Mel.

 

Mason: Look mom, there's a huge swell. I-I gotta get pounding.

 

Mel: That's okay baby. Just go.

 

[Evies cell phone rings.]

 

Tracy: Phone!

 

Cynthia: Wait wait wait. Hold on, hold on.

 

Evie: Hello? Conrad.

 

Tracy: Hey, Spidey.

 

Cynthia: Evie, honey, let's talk about you for just a minute okay? I need to make sure--

 

Evie: Are you a board-licensed therapist?

 

Tracy: Okay, you bring the stuff and I'll give you a suprise.

 

Mel: She's done a lot of really great things for me.

 

Tracy: She's a psychic. Cynthia, do you remember when you tried to bring back Grandma and Hampton ended up humping your leg?

 

Mel: Cynthia, I can handle this.

 

Cynthia: You know what, I should, um.. I should be getting back to work. I could be selling houses right now.

 

Tracy: 10:30 at Nona's. Cynthia can handle it mom. Ooh. Want me to model my new thong? It's perfect for pooping on the go.

[She pulls up her thong and models it.]

 

Mel: What's that under your shirt?

 

Tracy: None of your business.

 

Mel: What is that?

 

Tracy: Don't worry about it.

 

Mel: Let me see that.

 

Tracy: No! What is it with you and poking me?

 

Mel: I just want to see what you got there.

 

Tracy: Mom, stop!

 

[Mel pulls up Tracy's shirt.]

 

Mel: What the hell is that? [Tracy doesn't talk.] I'm talking to you.

 

Tracy: It's a belly button ring.

 

Mel: Speak up, I can't hear you.

 

Tracy: It's a belly button ring! How else can I say it? I don't speak no other languages! Oh. And do you want to know what that is? [She sticks out her tounge.] That is a tongue ring.

 

Mel: When did you do all this baby?

 

Tracy: Oh mom! Two thousand years ago! I'm a mummy! I was born 2,000 years ago! Whoo!

 

Mel: Tracy, Tracy, Tracy. You're really starting to lose it. Stop it. Please.

 

Tracy: No bra, no panties. No bra, no panties.

 

Mel: Stop it.

 

Tracy: No bra, no panties.
--
[Tracy's father comes over.]

 

Mel: You have to take her for a while.

 

Father: No, I can't.

 

Mel: I need you to take her for a while.

 

Father: I can't. I've been on the phone all morning trying to get out of this thing. I can't.

 

Mel: I need you to take her for a while.

 

Father: Are you hearing me here? I can't. I will talk to her. It'll be just fine. All right. Where is she? Is she in the back?
--

[Father finds Tracy in the backyard. She is writing in the notebook. Evie is not with her.]

 

Father: Hey. How are you doing? Listen, we, uh, we gotta talk about something. Um, I gotta tell you right up front that I can't, uh, take you this weekend.

 

Tracy: I knew that you wouldn't take me.

 

Father: Tracy, Uh.. look baby you-you have got to cut me some slack okay? I am trying to kick ass at tis new job? I am trying to get you and your mom more money. That's all I'm-[His cell phone rings.] Let me us just shut this thing off. Uh.. what's the problem? What's going on? Can I help? [She ignores him.] Tracy? You gotta talk to me.

 

Tracy: Dad, do you even remember what the last thing we did together was? [His cell phone rings again.] Dad, just answer the fucking thing!

 

Father: Look, this could be an emergency. Let me take this. [to the person on the phone.] Yeah? No, I can't. I'm with.. I'm with a client right now. Look Chris, I will call you from the airport okay? Fine.

 

Tracy: Nice talking to you dad.

 

Father: Baby, I'm not going anywhere okay? You know, fuck this work shit okay? I am calling him back right now and telling him I'm not going to Houston.

 

Tracy: Dad, just go okay? Really. You need this job.

 

Father: Yeah baby, I do need this job.
--
[Father is getting in his car about to leave.]

 

Mason: Nice car.

 

Father: Yeah, it's just a silly business tool. We're going surfing in two weeks right? San O's? [They do a handshake.] Okay.

 

Mason: She needs help dad.

 

Father: Okay. Okay. What is the problem? Can somebody please just tell me, what is the problem? In a nutshell. [Mason is angry that his father is never around to know whats going on. He walks away.] Wha- Mason, wait

 

[Brady walks out.]

 

Brady: Hey. Nice car.
--
[The girls are about to talk to Mel.]

 

Evie: Arahdahgahe yoahdahgahu reaahdahgahdy? (Are you ready?)

 

Tracy: Yeahdahgahs. Arahdahgahe yoahdahgahu suahdahgahre? (Yes. Are you sure?)

 

Evie: Yeahdahgahs. (Yes.)

 

[They walk into Mel's bedroom.]

 

Tracy: Morning mom.

 

Brady: Woah, hey. Hi.

 

Mel: Knocking's real good.

 

Tracy: Uh, mom, we have something really important that we need to talk to you about, okay?

 

Mel: Okay.

 

Tracy: Um.. I think that I would get along a lot better with everybody if Evie just lived with us.

 

Evie: Brooke will pay you to take me.

 

Tracy: She wont be like all the other freeloaders. She was abused by her uncle when she was nine.

 

Evie: Mel.. he put things inside me and he pushed me into a fire.

 

Mel: Okay.

 

Tracy: Mel, you could really help me if I lived here. You could... maybe even save me.

 

Mel: Okay, I'll think about it.

 

Tracy: You're so cool.
--
[Mel is dropping the girls off for school.]

 

Evie: Bye Mel.

 

Mel: Why did you put me on the spot in front of that poor little girl? I can't reject someone like that to her face.

 

Tracy: I know mom.

 

Evie: Come on Tracy.

 

Tracy: Goodbye. I love you.
--
[Tracy gets a paper back in class. She crumbles it up and throws it away.]

 

Medina: I got a C plus. Movin on up. What'd you get?

 

Tracy: Who knows? Let's just say my mother isn't gonna get a bumper sticker this year.
--
[Back to the scene in the beginning where they are getting high off of duster inhalants. They hit each other some more.]

 

Tracy: Ah! I wanna bleed more! Hit me!

 

[Evie hits Tracy.]

 

Tracy: Make an effort bitch!

 

[Evie hits Tracy so hard she falls off the bed. We are not sure if she's okay.]

 

Evie: Tracy? Tracy?

 

Mel [from the other room]: Food's ready ladies.

 

Evie: Just a minute! Tracy? Get up okay? You can't go out like this.

 

Tracy: Oh shit.

 

Evie: Here.

 

[The girls begin to apply make-up and various things to cover the bloody injuries.]
--
[Outside, Mel, Birdie, Kayla, and Mason are eating.]

 

Mel: Her uncle got seven years.

 

Birdie: I mean, look at you. You're stretched to the limit. Shit, you're stressed beyond the limit. Kayla and I are sleeping in a tent.

 

Mel: She's been molested and absued by everyone who's supposed to take care of her. I have to help.

 

Mason: No, mom, come on. You don't know that. I mean, Jesus.

 

[The girls walk outside to model their 'dress-up'.]

 

Tracy: How do we look darlings?

 

Evie: Guys, say hello to the butt.

 

[Kayla walks over to Evie and takes her scarf.]

 

Kayla: I wanna play!

 

Evie: Uh, okay.

 

Mel: What happened to your lip?

 

Tracy: Nothing mom. I just bit it.

 

Birdie: Is that my belt Evie?

 

Evie: Yeah. Mason, do you have any film? You wanna take pictures of us?

 

[Evie sits on Mason's lap. But he proceeds to push her off.]

 

Mason: No Evie. I don't.
--
Teacher: Okay kids. This is the day. You guys did a great job. These all look really-

[Tracy walks in late. She realize that a really big project is due. She hasn't done it.]

 

Tracy: What? Oh my God. Wait, today is the due date? You guys could have called to remind me that today was the due date.

 

Noelle: We left you a bunch of messages.

 

Yumi: Not to mention a note on your locker.

 

Tracy: Oh, our phone's been disconnected just because we've been having family problems. My grandmother, she passed away.

 

Teacher: Go to the guidence councler Tracy. She'll talk to your mom. Now.
--
[Tracy goes to the bathroom instead. Astrid is in the placing some stickers around her eye.]

 

Tracy: Fuck! [She kicks a trash can.] So um.. you just wanna go to the boardwalk and sell some shit?

 

Astrid: I can't. I'm late for my biology class actually and we're doing a play. I'm the mermaid.
--
[They are in the car and it shows Evie and Tracy in the rear view mirror. They don't look happy at all.]

 

Tracy: I can't even remember how to spell photographer.

 

[They arrive at Evie's house.]

 

Evie: Where are we going Mel?

 

Mel: Brooke. Wow. I've been calling for two weeks.

 

Brooke: All right sweetie. Sorry, sorrry. Sorry. I just.. I didn't want you to see me like this. Mel, my ear..

 

Mel: What?

 

Brooke: They cut off my ears.

 

Mel: Okay girls, please go out to the car, okay? Please. Please go out to the car.

[The girls walk but don't go out to the car. They hide behind the wall.]

 

Brooke: I had that little kind of turkey neck thing, you know? I mean, all of a sudden I had a kid to support. I mean, fuck.

 

Mel: You had plastic surgery?

 

Brooke: Mm.

 

[Tracy leans in the window.]

 

Tracy: Why Brooke? You were so pretty.

 

Brooke: Evie knows what I'm talking about. You know that little kind of flap thing that was in the pictures? Oh my ears hurt so bad. Look.

 

Mel: So is this like a standard procedure?

 

Brooke: Yeah I guess. I mean, you know, they had to tuck the skin somewhere I guess. It's just.. I didn't realize they'd have to do the whole, you know, fucking crop circle.

 

Mel: So everything's okay then?

 

Brooke: Yeah. Oh, sorry.

 

Mel: It's okay.

 

Brooke: Excuse me. [She looks in the mirror.] Oh God I'm a mess. Oh dear. Can I get you a beer?

 

Mel: No, that's okay. We're gonna split. So Evie we'll bring your suitcase over later, okay?

 

Evie: So you're not going to adopt me Mel?

 

Tracy: Evie, I mean Brooke's back so..

[Evie runs outside. Tracy follows her. Evie is crying and neither Tracy nor Evie say a word. Tracy walks back inside.]
--
[Tracy is walking down the school halls by herself.]

 

Boy: Hi.

 

Girl: Hey Trace.

 

[Tracy finds her friends.]

 

Tracy: Hey girlies. Astrid, Medina.

 

[The girls ignore her. Evie is in a car that pulls up. She tells the girls to get in, excluding Tracy.]

 

Evie: Hey baby! Let's go ladies! Woo!
--
[Tracy finds the nearest pay phone. She is drinking some sort of liquor.]

 

Tracy: [on the phone] Evie. Evie! That was hilarious. Now come pick me up. It's Tracy. Ev- can you hear me?

 

[Evie hangs up on her.]
--
[Tracys at home waiting for her brother to get out of the bathroom.]

 

Tracy: Mason, would you hurry it up?

 

Mason: Just a minute.

 

Tracy: God, are you jacking off in there?

 

Mason: Fuck off!

 

Mel: Tracy I'm with a client! Work mode.

 

Tracy: Mom, I told you that I was having a bad day.

 

[Mason comes out of the bathroom.]

 

Mason: I can't fucking wait till you move to dad's.

 

Tracy: What the hell did you say?

 

Mason: Nothing. It's just somethng I heard mom and dad talking about, okay? Forget it.

 

[Tracy goes into the bathroom, closes and locks the door. She opens the cabinet. Looks around. The scissors aren't there. She takes a little seashell case off the shelf. Opens it and pulls out a razor blade. She grabs her towel and sits on the floor, and begins to cut a long, deep line. Blood drops to the floor. She gasps in pain. There's a knock at the door.]

 

Tracy: [Voice trembling] Hang on a minute!

 

Mel: Hey Tracy.

 

Tracy: [Pressing cloth against her cut.] Okay. Hang on!
--

[There's a group of students running down the street for gym. Tracy is farther behind the rest, the only one wearing long sleeves. She's panting, and stops to catch her breath two girls walk up to her.]

 

Yvette: You's nasty.

 

Tracy: Yvette.

 

Yvette: I heard that you got used.

 

Tracy: What? By who?

 

Yvette: By Conrad on the stairs at Nona's party.

 

Tracy: Shit never happened, but believe whatever the fuck you want.

 

Yvette: [Pushes Tracy] That's not what Evie said. You fucking lying?

 

Tracy: [Pushes back] Bitch. You better not touch me again.

 

[Teachers coming up driving in a little golf cart type thing.]

 

Man: Hey!

 

Woman: Stop!

 

Yvette: This shit ain't over.

 

Woman: Stop it! Hey, come back here!

 

[The two girls that approached Tracy run.]
--
[Tracy is talking to her teacher after class. No one else is in there.]

 

Female teacher: You've made F's on your last three tests and you haven't turned in any homework. On that basis alone, you're gonna fail. You'll be held back in seventh grade.

 

Tracy: What? They can hold me back?

 

Teacher: Yes they can hold you back. Tracy, your name was brought up in impact group today. Evie Zamora turned in your fake ID and then there's the matter of cheating in your math class. You were one of my best students. Tracy, your poem at the begining of the year was incredible. I'm sorry.
--
[Tracy is walking home when Brady pulls up beside her.]

 

Brady: Hey Tracy. Your mom sent me to pick you up.

 

Tracy: What's going on? I'm supposed to be studying at Yumi's house.

 

Brady: I don't think so. Come on. Hop in. You'll be okay.
--
[Tracy walks in her house. Evie, Mel, and Brooke are sitting on the couch.]

 

Tracy: Hey Evie. Brooke. You healed up great.

 

Mel: Sit down.

 

Tracy: I have to go to the bathroom.

 

Mel: Leave your purse.

 

Tracy: Fine.

 

[Tracy goes into the bathroom. It looks like she's trying to escape. She can't. As she's walking back, Evie stops her.]

 

Evie: Tracy.

 

Tracy: What the hell?

 

Evie: They found my stash and I had to tell them. I love you okay? You're my girl. Remember that. I love you. [Evie hugs Tracy.] Come on. Let's go.

 

Mel: Tracy.

[They show Tracy the 'stash. Like drugs, sex toys, and stolen money.]

 

Tracy: What? None of that shit's mine.

 

Mel: We found it.

 

Tracy: What? Speak up mama cuz I can't hear you!

 

Brooke: Do not talk to your mother like that. She said we found it. Stashed around your bedroom. All your little hiding spots.

 

[The screen sort of flashes all the hiding spots really fast.]

 

Tracy: Jesus Evie.

 

Evie: I had to. You don't get it.

 

Tracy: Oh no, I get it. Who the fuck do you think you are going in my room?

Mel: You're lucky I got there before the cops did honey.

Brooke: Hey, I'm just trying to help you sweetie.

 

Mel: How do you explain $860 in your purse?

 

Tracy: What do you expect me to say mom? We jacked it okay? It's not like your broke ass ever has any money to give me. Mom, when Brady when to the halfway house what happened to our phone? Our cable? You didn't even know how to pay the bills. It's no wonder dad didn't want to be with you. You didn't even finish high school!

 

Mel: We don't have extra stuff but we're doing okay. You know we're doing okay. You don't have to steal.

 

Tracy: Oh mom you knew what was going on with all those clothes and shit! Christ, you're not that dumb are you?

 

Mel: I didn't know it went that far! Oh God.

 

Brooke: We're moving up to Ojai so you won't be seeing Evie again. Ever. You're really cruel, Tracy. I mean, sure you can be a sweet kid when you want to, but right now you're a really bad influence. I mean, you cheat, you lie, you steal.

 

Tracy: Oh my God. Are you kidding me? Where do you think I learned all this shit from?

 

Mel: Tracy was playing Barbies before she met Evie!

[Tracy walks into the kitchen. They all follow her.]

 

Brooke: Did she teach you how to beat the crap out of her as well? I've seen the bruises!

 

Tracy: What the hell did you tell her Evie?

 

Brooke: Come here. What about this?

[She shows the cut on the forehead from when they were getting high on duster inhalants]

 

Tracy: What the fuck? We were just goofing!

 

Mel: Tracy didn't hit her.

 

Evie: Yes she did!

 

Tracy: I don't believe this! She hit me too!

 

Brooke: And look at this Mel.

 

[Brooke tries to pull up Tracy's sleeve to show Mel the cuts.]

 

Tracy: Don't you dare! No! Please!

 

Mel: Get your hands off her.

 

[She shows Mel the cuts.]

 

Brooke: See? She cuts.

 

Tracy: It's none of your fucking buisness you fucking Frankenstein!

 

Brooke: Oh no, this child is my buisness you little cunt.

 

Mel: That's enough. You need to get out.

 

Brooke: Honey come on.

 

Mel: Get out!

 

Evie: Who would want to be in this shit hole anyway? It fucking stinks in here Mel!

[Brooke and Evie leave. Mel tries to hug her daughter but her daughter is angry. She tries to get Mel not to hug her. They are both crying.]

 

Tracy: Oh, no Mom! Get off of me. I hate you! Stop!

 

Mel: I love you and your brother more than anything in the world and I'll die for you but I wont leave you alone right now.

 

Tracy: Mason said you wanted me to move in with dad! You don't want me! You don't want me!

 

Mel: I want your dad to be in your life more. I want you here with me. You're my heart. I'll make it right.

 

Tracy: It can never be right. Get off me. No. Get off. Mom, please. Don't hold me! Don't! Stop! Mom, don't! Don't please! No, No. No. God.

 

[This scene has no talking. Mel and Tracy lay down on Tracy's bed. It shows them going through the night, and as each clip goes by, the color changes from the dark blue it has become back to the bright colors it was before Tracy met Evie. Sort of like showing Tracy's going to be okay.]

 

[Tracy is at the park going around and around. She throws her head back and screams.]

 

Tracy: AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

 

[As the scream fades, so does the picture.]