Janie Jones Page #2

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- I know it's a shock.

- This is not happening.

- Thinking about not stick with it?

I'm thinking about what is best for Girl

- I think I can not do that.

- Right. You can choose.

Do not need to go with it.

I call the social worker...

But I think I will not like.

Come say "Hi, Dad."

And if you change your mind, I'm there.

Okay?

- Everything.

- Right.

Take a minute for them.

Jane Jones, this is Ethan.

Ethan, this is Jane.

Hi - Hi

Your mother abandoned you?

Damn!

Damn! Sorry.

I do not mean it.

Did not mean to.

- You know how to play?

- I know.

- Long time?

- I do not know. Some two years.

Well..

I know it's weird,

but why not stay with us...

Until his mother call or show up?

Okay.

've Walked into a tour bus?

Well..

This is garbage.

- Hi, I'm Iris.

- Hi

Want to meet the bus?

No, I'm right here. Thank you.

Guys, has a child on the bus.

Sorry, but what could I do?

- Do not get stoned?

- Dude, do not put it here.

That sucks!

You can not take a child on tour.

It's bad luck. It is the same as

take a woman on a ship.

- She is not a woman. Is a child.

- Iris is a woman.

- So what?

- This is not a ship.

Okay. So good luck.

- Open the window.

- It's stuck.

I hide my porn magazine.

Does anyone here want to know the rest of the band.

- This is Chuck, our drummer.

- Janie Jones. I like your name.

- Hi, Chuck.

- This is Dave, bassist.

- Hi All right?

- This is Billy, guitarist.

- He played with Ashlee Simpson.

- Hi

- Okay. Come forward a bit.

- That. It.

Why is filling my bag?

Is only for a few days.

This is not what I'm talking about.

I'm not the villain here.

- Really?

- Yeah.

I am the villain of the story.

I'm just trying to do the right thing.

- What bullshit!

- Whatever. It was long ago.

She must be a slut drugged.

- Damn!

- What?

- What is it?

- I think she heard.

Janie?

So?

- Sorry. I should not have said that.

- Said what?

That hour.

Do not want to make you sad.

Do not know what you're talking about.

I never heard this song.

You wrote it?

- I think so.

- Is good.

Thank you.

Let's spend the sound later.

Come with us.

- Really?

- Yes a little skirt.

- Okay. Sure.

- Beauty.

- Think you're playing right?

- What?

- Think you're playing right?

- What are you talking about?

You are totally out of rhythm.

Take it easy.

I'm out of rhythm?

Take it easy you jumpy.

Chuck.

- Sorry.

- Okay.

- Let's play.

- Please.

- Why are they fighting?

- For nothing, honey.

They are very dramatic.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Sure. Go ahead.

He knew his mother would do that?

She told me she had a plan.

What had already spoken with him, but...

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