The Pretty One Page #2

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- Who needs a seat belt?

I have a hair belt.

Can you show me two fingers?

My sister.

She...

She passed.

You were in a head-on collision,

she was driving, you...

You went through the windshield.

Can I see her?

There was a fire.

There's nothing to see.

That's her.

That's her!

You're twins.

That's you, Audrey.

Audrey?

That's your name.

What's the last thing you remember?

The party.

Injuries like this, people lose

everything around the accident.

When is she gonna

remember who she is?

She has post-traumatic amnesia.

It's not structural or permanent.

She should get her bearings in a few

days once the swelling goes down.

We should monitor her closely.

She could have lingering memory

problems, difficulty speaking...

We'll bring her home after

supper, get her situated.

I'm gonna make a Jell-O

mold for the reception...

the kind with the

floating fruit in it.

Laurel told me it made

her feel peaceful.

It reminded her of

floating in outer space.

May called your work to let

them know what happened.

What do I do?

You're in real estate, honey.

I called Claudia.

She's coming tomorrow

with her boyfriend.

Claudia?

Your best friend.

You want me to call anyone else?

No.

I don't want her to come.

I don't want anyone to come.

Let us know if you need anything.

We leave for the service

first thing in the morning.

Laurel's funeral is this morning.

Mama...

I wish you were here.

My funeral.

Oh, no, no, no. My funeral...

My funeral is this morning.

My funeral.

Hi.

How are you feeling this morning?

- I'm not... I'm okay. I...

- That's just great.

I was just telling your father...

you've always been

a very strong girl.

And I know it'll be rough going...

but I just know you'll

find some way to triumph.

- Thanks. I...

- And Laurel...

she was such a strange little bird.

Never got over your mama...

and I just don't think she

could've got past losing you too.

It's just better that

it happened this way.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to upset you.

What was it you were

gonna tell us, honey?

I just wanted to tell you

that I'm not really...

I'm actually not...

I'm just starting to remember

some things, and...

That's just fantastic, honey.

That's great news.

Great.

Yup, it's great, really great.

Great news.

Would anyone like to say a

few parting words to Laurel?

A shared moment, perhaps?

Anything?

Frank?

Audrey?

It's too bad...

that Laurel never got a chance

to get out of this place...

since she clearly meant

sh*t to all of you people.

And you know, it's

really too bad...

that I was the only one who ever saw

anything special in her or believed in her.

And now that she's gone, you

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