The Truth About Emanuel Page #3

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changed when it's wet,

well, it's pretty much all over.

Oh, can you do me a favor and

get the onesie with the monkeys?

For my little monkey.

Yes, for you.

It's in the dresser in the hall.

Will you get it for me?

Yes, that's better.

That's much better.

Yes. That's better.

That's much better.

Getting cold in here!

Yes we are.

Yes we are.

Gonna get those feet!

I got your toes.

I got your toes.

Yes I do.

Oh, that's the one we like.

Because it is soft and silly.

Just like you.

Want to come over

here and finish?

No.

Well, come on. Come a little closer

and you can see how it's done.

Now, you always have to remember

to support her head a little bit.

You start with the cute

little feet first.

I want to eat those feet

they're so cute.

And then your cute little butt.

Look at that little butt.

Oh, you wiggle worm.

And then we snap you up.

Ooh, and we eat you up.

Yes, we do.

Here, you hold her.

Oh, come on.

She's not gonna bite.

She doesn't even have

her little teeth yet.

There you go.

Herb roasted chicken with

porcini mushroom stuffing.

Mmm.

Well?

Well what?

Well, how's it going with,

uh, what, Linda's her name?

It's fine.

Just fine, not good?

Oh, no, no,

this looks delicious.

We're, we're talking

about the babysitting.

Oh.

Yes, how's that going?

Fine.

How is it that a child who

had more words at two

than an average first grader suddenly

becomes monosyllabic at eighteen?

Maybe I have late onset autism.

Maybe you've taken on too much.

You look tired.

You know what,

with the job in town,

and now this babysitting...

You know, you really sound

like a woman sometimes.

No offense, Janice.

I am just dying

to meet that baby.

Yeah.

Hi.

I'm her parole officer and I

need you to leave your seat.

Hey.

Don't you want to know

what I told her?

No.

Are you okay?

Hey. Listen.

Did I do something to

offend you or something?

I mean,

you seem pretty mad at me,

and I have no idea what I've done.

Oh, really?

You have no idea?

No.

Where were you this morning?

I was on the 6 a.m. train.

I looked for you in all 32 cars.

I missed the 6 a.m. because...

Oh, forget it.

Well, why were you on the 6 a.m.?

Because I wanted to see you.

I'm here now.

It doesn't work like that.

If you're going to be my boyfriend,

I can't have you disappearing on me.

I don't take well to

people disappearing on me.

Boyfriend?

Oh, please.

You're gonna pretend like you

haven't been thinking about

what it'd be like to hold my hand?

To kiss me?

Well, maybe. I...

Which is it?

Maybe, or yes?

Yes.

I'll see you on the train tomorrow.

Hello?

Linda?

I'm in the kitchen.

She loves waking up to a bath.

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