Women In Trouble

- You gonna do that all night?

- As long as it takes.

- They're gonna hang us

first thing tomorrow.

- lt's not tomorrow yet.

- You mean you still think

the real robbers

might come forward?

That's a one-in-a-million

chance, Sister.

- Well, that's still one chance.

- You ladies can't sleep,

or what?

- Capitan.

You got to listen to me.

We didn't steal them cows.

lt was Billy Ray and his posse.

- That's what you say.

- 'Cause it's true.

She's never done a bad thing

her whole life.

She-she's never lied

or drank or smoked.

- What else have you never done?

- l've never been to the rodeo.

- What else?

- l've never gone

skinny-dippin'.

Oh.

Think harder.

- He wants you to say

you've never been with a man.

- l won't!

- Good girl.

- 'Cause it ain't true.

- But l thought

you were a virgin.

- Are you kidding me?

l grew up on a ranch

with six brothers.

You get in here,

and l'll prove it.

- l guess l can't deny

a prisoner her last wish.

- Hmm.

- What about me?

Nuns have last wishes too.

- Sorry, Sister.

You gave yourself to Jesus.

- True.

But now He never calls.

Lose everything except

the boots, Captain,

because tonight we accommodate

every single one

of your perversions.

Mm.

Oh, sh*t.

That's me.

Sorry.

- Maybe it's Jesus calling.

- So anyway,

like l was telling you before...

- Hello.

- Hi, this is Latisha

from Dr. Greenspan's office.

Am l catching you

at a bad time?

- No, no, no, Latisha.

Uh, tell me.

- Your blood tests are done,

and the doctor would like

a word with you.

- Well, put him on.

- You need to come

into the office

so he can tell you in person.

- l see.

Now what?

Holly.

W- what are you doing sneaking

up behind my car like that?

- No, it's nothing.

lt's-uh, it's nothing.

l am-l'm fine.

- Come over here.

You sure you're okay?

l think maybe you have

a concussion.

- N-n-no, l always take

my contacts out

before sex, so...

But, hey, why are you leaving?

- lt's just, uh, l...

l can't talk about it.

l...

- l was just really

looking forward

to eating your p*ssy.

- That's sweet,

but l got to run.

- But l've been practicing.

You know,

l've gotten way better.

- Good to hear.

Careful with the car now.

Holly.

- That's as straight as it gets.

- l'm pregnant.

- lt happens.

- Nothing else

you need to tell me?

- Congratulations.

- You sure?

- Plain as day.

And don't drink or smoke.

Take good care of yourself.

- That's it?

You swear?

- You may want to stay

in the shade.

lt's a scorcher out today.

- How can l be pregnant?

- Are you a virgin?

- No.

- Then you can be pregnant.

- Nick, uh,

it's Elektra.

We need to talk.

Uh, will you call me back,

please?

lt's-it's really important.

All right.

Bye.

- Honey.

Ah, you're breaking up.

l can't-

Well, l only sound confused

because l find it confusing.

That's ridiculous.

lf she doesn't want to go,

why insist on her going?

Then who's fighting

the losing battle here?

Uh-huh, right.

Right.

But every daughter

has a strained relationship

with her mother.

Yes, they do.

Look at us with Mom.

Ugggh.

Okay.

You know what?

Your funeral.

She's gonna be in therapy

about this for years.

Guaranteed.

Different therapist,

that's all.

Honey, l know you're saying

something really mean

to me right now,

but l just can't hear you.

You're breaking up.

l can't hear-

Call-call-just call me back.

Call me back.

Do l always have to have

the last word?

l don't think so.

Do you, on the other hand,

always make everything

about yourself?

No doubt about it.

Uh.

- l'm stepping into an elevator,

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