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someone to listen to 'em.

Yeah, but you probably get so sick

of hearin' them sad stories every day.

I don't.

I really love my work.

I couldn't imagine myself

doing anything else. Not ever.

Guess I wouldn't mind

talkin' to someone.

I just wouldn't know

where to begin.

Why don't you begin with your mother?

I mean, if you want to.

My mama's a whore.

Thanks, mister.

I mean, Bob.

There.

I can't believe

I'm tellin' you all this stuff.

My mama's in jail.

It looks like my stepfather's next

parole officer ain't even been born yet.

Vanessa, you really

don't have anyone, do you?

That's terrible.

Oh, that's just terrible.

My real dad was this

merchant marine out of Texas,

but he got stabbed to death

on one of them container ships...

by this man from Pakistan

before I was born.

You wanna see his picture

I got right here?

Absolutely.

That's my daddy.

- He looks very interesting.

- You think?

- Absolutely.

- I think so, too.

Your grandmother's gonna be very proud

when she finds out what

a wonderful granddaughter she's got.

But I have to be honest with you.

I think given

your present situation,

maybe foster care would be

the way you should go right now.

Bob, sometimes them places are okay,

but most of the time,

them people are just in it for the check

that the state sends for your upkeep.

I take it you've had

some bad experiences.

The last one I was in, there was an old

man that everyone called "grandpa",

and he had this disease called

Wisenheimers, I think it was...

where your brain cells

run out into your pee.

- It's a form of senility.

- Here's your check, sir.

Thanks, Bob. That's the best

f***in' dinner I've had all month.

I wouldn't mind stretchin' my legs

before I got behind the wheel. You mind?

No. Sure.

I got all the time in the world.

Great.

So them foster parents,

the Moraleses...

you would've thought a check

from the state would've been enough.

But no, they figured on me

helpin' out with Grandpa, too.

- You had to provide care for this man?

- Get crucial.

This guy was pissin' his sheets

nearly every night.

Just bein' near him

made me want to puke my guts out.

So what happened

when you refused?

They just started treatin' me like I was

the biggest b*tch who'd ever been born.

Then this one night, just a couple weeks

after I'd been placed there,

I woke up to see Grandpa standin'

over me with his cane in one hand...

and his you-know-what

in the other.

My God.

What happened?

- I told him to get the hell out.

- I take it he didn't.

No. That's when he tried to

slip it under the covers with me,

and I just went crazy on him.

What do you mean,

you went crazy?

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