For Keeps? Page #3

-It's her body.

-Stan and I are going to California!

What's he do with his body,

stay home and babysit?

-Cute.

-We can give it up for abortion.

-Adoption.

-That's what I said.

-That's what he said.

-No, he said, abortion.

-No, I said, adoption.

-I heard you, Stan. Loud and clear.

Well, you heard me wrong, okay?

Okay.

-You went out with Stan Bobrucz?

-So?

-You're lying.

-I am not. We were in seventh grade.

-We were children.

-Yeah, weren't we all?

Since then, he's gotten so mature.

So deep.

-Michaela, you're so bad.

-You want to know bad?

Tying a guy down before he's old

enough to buy a drink.

You won't read about Darcy getting

knocked up in her precious paper.

So I'll just write it on the wall.

I love it when the smart kids

turn out to be so stupid.

I'm almost into my second trimester.

We have to tell them.

-It's not gonna go away.

-Don't worry. We'll figure it out.

It doesn't make sense to tell them

until we decide what to do.

Besides, it's Thanksgiving.

How can you tell them now?

I was thinking, "I'm pregnant.

Can you pass the turnips?"

-Look, we'll talk about it--

-Come on, kids. Dinner.

It's a beautiful turkey, Mrs. Bobrucz.

-Thanks.

-Hey, stick.

Know what your cousin

says about Caltech?

-What'd he say?

-Every student has his own computer.

Believe that? It wasn't like that

when I didn't go to school.

I hope you like my stuffing.

The French do a wonderful thing

with stuffing.

Apples, grapes and raisins.

Right, honey?

How creative.

In this country, we don't call

that stuffing. We call it fruit.

-Honey? Grace.

-Grace.

-Anybody can do it.

-Only a doctor can do it.

No talking during grace, huh?

I'm telling Mary that only

a doctor can do an abortion--

That's not true! Right, Daddy?

Where'd you hear a word like that?

-Mary said it.

-Lou said it.

You know the rules in this house.

No lying.

Where'd you hear that?

Well, all right!

I'm gonna ask you one more time!

Where did you hear that word?

I'm pregnant.

Can you pass the turnips?

Abortion is not a dirty word.

It's a medical solution.

Abortion is not a dirty word.

It's a medical solution.

You can forget about abortion!

This kid's going up for adoption!

-That's that!

-You've never heard of choice.

Why would you?

It's not a four-letter word.

What the hell does that mean?

Look, I know you think you're in love.

I thought I was in love once too.

When's the last time we saw

your father or a check?

Honey, promise me

you won't have this baby!

-The whole world is your oyster!

-What about my son's oysters?

He has a career ahead of him,

designing schools, churches and sh*t!

We're going to Paris next summer.

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