Girl Most Likely Page #4

Jesus, don't sneak up on me like that.

You left me in the

back seat of your car!

Well, honey, they told me that you were gonna

be out for, like, you know, six hours.

You took me against my will!

You know, I could have you

arrested for kidnapping.

Imogene, they called

me from the hospital.

They said that you had

tried to kill yourself

and they were

gonna lock you up with schizophrenians.

I mean, you know, what was I supposed to do?

Leave you there?

Oh, and this is better?

Waking up alone in a casino parking lot?

I don't have my purse, no cell phone.

I have no wallet. No ID. Nothing.

Zelda, is this lady giving you grief?

Oh, no. Delancey, this is my daughter.

Do you know that she was

on the New York Times list

of playwrights to watch...

It was New York Magazine!

Oh. Pleased to meet you.

I've seen your mother here

get more royal flushes than anybody.

That's great.

Okay.

Round and round she goes!

You think I don't know why you did it?

I'm your mother, okay.

I know why you did it.

Some men are stayers.

Some men are leavers, and you know,

it's better to find out now.

Wow, where did you get

that pearl of wisdom?

It was on The Joy Behar Show.

You know, the doctor let me read your letter.

I thought it was really good.

Really.

Apparently, I should be a

professional suicide writer.

Oh, you're not writing

plays anymore, huh?

I am not talking about this.

Hey-

Where'd you go?

Imogene?

Ew! Hello? Hi!

Who are you?

Um... I'm Lee.

Who's she?

Lee, what are you doing in my room?

Actually, this is my room.

Since when?

Uh, since Zelda started

renting it to me.

- What?

- Imogene?

- Ralph!

- Imogene, you're back!

Oh, my God.

You're really back! You're here!

Wow, you look so different.

I've been eating a lot of spaghetti.

- Oh.

- So you're going to spend the night?

No, I'm not... No.

Why did Mom rent out my room?

Her settlement money ran out.

What settlement money?

An escalator ate her

jelly shoe at the Oasis

and screwed up her toe.

Can I have a second hug?

This is really weird.

Monica, wait a second.

It's fine, she's...

Mom!

Hello.

Okay, before you start getting

all creepy, let me explain.

How can you rationalize

renting my room out to some random guy?

Well, you haven't been

back in a long time!

Yeah. She does have a point.

Where is all my stuff?

What, did you throw out all my stuff?

Calm down. It's in the basement.

So what now? What, do

I sleep with you now?

Oh. Well, I don't think

that's going to work either.

- Why not?

- The Bousche sleeps in her bed.

The what?

Hey, I could make you a sheet

fort like when we were kids?

Can you come out here a second?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Okay.

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