Daisy Diamond Page #2

Give Mommy a smile.

Look, Daisy. You and me.

My beautiful little Daisy.

Remember when we went

to the woods? Yes, you do.

We laid down in the grass by the lake

and you reached for a flower.

It was a daisy.

Yes, you reached out like that.

And I took your little hand in mine.

You grabbed my finger

and held it tight.

And you smiled. That was

the first time I saw you smile.

Remember?

Yes, you do.

You were awfully beautiful.

Look at my belly.

All saggy.

And my breasts are droopy

like two empty bags.

And it's all your fault.

Happy now?

No one else wants Mommy.

You've got me all to yourself.

I'm sorry.

That was a dumb thing to say.

Please don't cry.

Please, Daisy.

Don't cry anymore.

I can't stand any more of it.

If you really love me,

you'll stop crying right now.

Now!

Good God!

I can't do anything with you.

All you can do is scream.

That's enough. Be quiet.

Stop screaming

and everything will be all right.

Where have you been?

Your letters didn't reveal much.

- Your sister's right. You're a mess.

- Look at yourself. You're a loser.

So you come running back to Daddy.

Daddy's little pet, huh?

Do you want to know a secret?

I'm really quite proud of you.

You and I don't put on a show.

We're true to ourselves

and always have been,

I remember you in your crib,

new-born.

I put my finger

into your little hand -

- and you grabbed it

and held it tight.

And I said to myself:

"That's my girl!"

- Daddy...

- She's got willpower.

The others' hands were like Jell-o.

But not yours.

- I didn't become an actress.

- No, I guessed you'd failed.

Or else you wouldn't have returned

without the Palms, would you?

I became a hooker.

- I've been f***ed by strange men.

- A piece of chocolate, anyone?

Excuse me, but someone's baby

is crying its head off out here.

- Oh, come on! We're doing a scene.

- Whose child is it out here?

Someone has got to own that kid.

Right?

- It's mine.

- I see. You've got kids?

- It's my sister's. I'm babysitting.

- And what a fine job you're doing.

I'm sorry.

Let's get on with it. Next!

- Thanks. Maybe we'll call you.

- She's not mine, so it's no problem.

Welcome. Take a seat.

That's your mother,

your sister and your father.

Let's start from the top.

You have to go to sleep now.

I have to, anyway.

You can stay awake

but I need to get some sleep.

You don't decide when I get to sleep.

You don't decide everything.

Right?

I'm going to sleep. Good night.

God, you're mean.

Can't I sleep for just five minutes?

Be quiet.

Shut up and go to sleep!

Shut up, will you?

I'm sorry for yelling at you

and being so unreasonable.

Forgive me.

I only want what's best for you.

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