Hellions

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Dr. Aaron,

dial extension 200, please.

Dr. Aaron, extension 200.

Dr. Burr, 4-1-2-0.

Dr. Burr, 4-1-2-0.

I could lie here forever.

Yeah.

Hey, got your costume

picked out for tonight?

- Mm-hmm.

- Hmm.

I'm thinking of going

as an, um, exhibitionist.

Oh, okay. Yeah, that's scary.

Hey, it's the only day

of the year

I can wear something

slutty and get away with it.

You know, I wish..

I wish I knew a poem

or something right now.

Something romantic and deep.

Hmm.

It's too bad

you're flunking English.

I am not.

Sorry, sorry.

Remind me why you skipped

class yesterday again?

I wasn't feeling well.

Right. You threw up

all over your paper-mache.

I remember now.

You are such a jerk.

What time is it?

Oh, sh*t.

- Where you going?

- Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

I have to go to the clinic

and I'm so late.

They want me to pick up

a prescription or something.

It's just a follow-up.

Hit me.

Don't go.

Hmm. Later, stud.

Could, um, come by your place?

I mean, if you want my mom

to snip off your balls.

Huh.

That's what I thought.

Catch you later.

Hey.

You boys know

this is private property?

Who's gonna clean that up?

Dr. Henry?

Your ass is grass

and I'm the lawnmower.

Now, get outta here!

Take those eggs home

to your mom.

- Whatever.

- See ya later.

- Later, cop!

- Howdy, Mike.

Hello, princess.

Guess you're not much

of a Halloween guy, huh?

No, I am not.

One of these days

I'm liable to shoot me

one of those little brats.

Aw, come on,

if it wasn't for Halloween

this town probably would

just vanish right off the map.

You got a point there.

I'll see you later.

Take care, kiddo.

Wednesday at 3 o'clock.

Thursday at 10:
30 a.m.

Alright. Well, just be sure

to bring any information...

Hey.

I like your costume.

I like yours, too.

I'm not... I'm not wearing

a costume.

No, that should be fine.

Bye-bye.

Okay, Dora, he'll see you now.

Happy Halloween.

That can't be true.

I'm afraid it is.

Are you sure?

Well, according to your

HCG levels

you're about four weeks in.

No, I, look, I..

There has to be

some sort of mistake.

Hey, it just takes one time.

So now we're gonna have to..

We're gonna have to figure out

what to do next.

I'm 17.

Dora..

You're not the first person

to have this happen

to before they're ready.

Well, what am I supposed to do?

We can book

a follow-up appointment.

For next week.

Okay?

Review our options.

We still have time.

But whatever course

we do take, um..

Well, we're obligated

to notify a parent.

No way.

Dora..

I understand that

you may be feeling

a wide range of emotions

right now.

And that's very normal.

You can take precautions but..

Nothing is ever 100%.

So now we're gonna have to..

We're gonna have to figure out

what to do next.

I'm gonna assume you know

who the father is.

You sure you don't

wanna... wanna talk..

Always taking Halloween

nonsense too far.

Dora, Dora, Dora, wait.

This is not the time

to isolate yourself, okay?

People can be a lot more

understanding than you think.

And, uh..

You're smart enough to know

that whatever you talk about

with me is strictly

confidential, so..

Call me.

If you do wanna talk.

Or I can refer you

to a specialist.

Thanks.

Don't hesitate to call.

I'll see you next week.

Dr. Aaron,

dial extension 200, please.

Dr. Aaron, extension 200.

Dr. Burr, 4-1-2-0.

Dr. Burr, 4-1-2-0.

Dora.

Can you hear me?

There we go.

- Ew, slimy.

- Nice try, mom.

Alright, killer.

Let's take out all those guts.

Oh, yeah.

Get your hands right in there.

- There.

- No, no, in the bowl, Remi.

Oh, and tonight,

if you didn't know it by now

we will have

a blood moon tonight.

- Dora.

- Jesus.

Hey, listen, there's still

one pumpkin left.

We could use that tongue

of yours to carve it.

Aren't you sick of pumpkins?

Just staying

in the spirit of things.

You should try it some time.

Listen, um

I want you coming home

at a reasonable hour tonight.

Okay?

Oh, uh... yeah.

I'm not gonna go to the party.

Great. You can come

trick-or-treating

with Remi and me.

Uh..

Yeah, I think

I'm just gonna stay home

and watch a scary movie

or something.

Here? Just by yourself?

Yeah. So?

Baby.

Listen to me.

You can't be skipping class

any more

to be messing around

with what's-his-face.

Messing around?

Just stop, alright?

All I'm saying

is it's your senior year

and I would really like

to see you graduate.

You know, mom, we can't all

be prom queens like you.

Fine, Dora.

That's fine,

just... do me a favor

get your grades up and at least

try and make it to the prom.

Remi, get your shoes on!

Hyah! Wha!

Dora, we're leaving.

Okay.

Hyah!

And if you really are

going to stay in tonight

I only want trick-or-treaters

visiting.

Do you know what I'm saying?

Come on, you. Let's go.

Candy's in the bowl,

if you want to hand it out.

Okay, first we'll go

to Sam's house. Okay?

Because his mom said..

Uh, Mom? Mom? Hey.

What is it?

I just wanted, um..

I missed class yesterday

just 'cause I wanted to...

Come on. We're missing all

the best candies.

One second, Remi. Hang on.

Baby, look, just..

Go out, okay?

Have fun with your friends.

One day you'll blink and you

won't be a kid any more.

You can even wear my tiara

if you want.

Okay, see you

in a couple of hours.

Love you.

Come on, mister, let's go.

Bye!

Uh, well, Jace..

Um..

I have... a bit of news.

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