All language subtitles for Gimme.Shelter.2013.720p.BluRay.x264.YIFY

(MUSIC)

(TRAIN CLACKING)

- MAN: Baby, I put it right over there.
- JUNE: No, you did not.

- Baby, it's right there.
- Oh!

- (MAN LAUGHING)
- Baby.

You know I take care of you.

- Yeah.
- I give you everything.

APPLE: (WHISPERING) I'm okay.

I can do this, I can do this,
I can do this.

I'm not scared.

I'm not scared, I'm not scared.

(LOUD RAP MUSIC PLAYING)

I can do this.

It's okay. I'm not scared.

I can do this.

I can do this.

I'm not scared.

I'm okay. I'm not scared.

I'm not scared.

I can do this.

- (SCISSORS SNIPPING)
- I'm okay.

I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay.

(RAP MUSIC PLAYING OUTSIDE)

(MAN LAUGHING)

JUNE: No, man, let me try it out.

- MAN: You know you my girl.
- JUNE: Let me try it out.

(RAP MUSIC PLAYING FULL VOLUME)

JUNE: Where you going, baby?

(JUNE LAUGHING)

(RAP MUSIC CONTINUES, MUFFLED)

(DIFFERENT RAP SONG PLAYING FROM APARTMENT)

Uh, yeah, I'm at 14811 Jefferson.

Yeah, I want to go to...

77 Oak Ridge Road in
Saddle Ridge, New Jersey.

Yeah, New Jersey.

JUNE: Have you seen my daughter?

Hey!

Yo, what you do to
your hair, sweetie?

(LAUGHING)

Oh!

Agnes, open up.

Yo! I ain't got time for your crap!

I'm getting out of here.

What?

I said I'm out.

You ain't going nowhere,
you little bitch!

Open up!

APPLE: Aah!

(BOTH SHOUTING UNDER RAP MUSIC)

(JUNE GROANING)

(RADIO PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)

DRIVER: You going to Jersey?

You got the money?

Yeah.

All right.

- (POUNDING ON CAR)
- DRIVER: Hey!

- Slut!
- DRIVER: Back off the car!

You slut! You useless slut!

- (HORN HONKS)
- You owe me! You owe me!

- Back off the cab, lady!
- You ain't going nowhere!

You're going to give me my
money, you little bitch!

(HORN HONKING)

Honey?

Baby, I'm sorry, Okay?

Mommy loves you, okay?

- (HORN HONKS)
- Back off the car! Back off the car!

You're nothing but a
dumb, useless whore!

You'll be back! You hear me?

You need me!

DRIVER: Where's the money?

Show it to me now.

That's not enough.

Get out of my cab.

Get out of the cab!

- No!
- Get out of the cab right now!

(ENGINE REVVING)

(HORN HONKS)

DRIVER: Get out of here,
you little piece of trash!

(TIRES SQUEAL)

(TRUCK HORN BLARES)

(INAUDIBLE)

(DOORBELL CHIMES)

OFFICER: Back away from the house!

Get down on the ground.
Down on the ground!

- Down on the ground!
- No!

(APPLE GROANS AND SCREAMS)

Down! Down!

- Get off me!
- Easy!

APPLE: Nah!
(PANTING)

(HANDCUFFS CLICK)

OFFICER: This is a girl, not a boy.

All right, let's get her up.

APPLE: No!

What is this?

Do you know the people
that live here?

(CAR APPROACHING)

What's going on?

OFFICER: We're sorry to
disturb you, Mr. Fitzpatrick,

but we received a call
from your housekeeper.

- Who the hell is that?
- We don't know.

We found this on her, and
she says she knows you.

- She said she knows me?
- That's what she said.

- Where was she?
- In the back, trying to break in.

She was trying to break into the house?
That's right.

Did you pat her down?
Did she say anything?

She has nothing on her.

Nothing else. No ID.

- TOM: Inside, guys.
- ALEX: A police car.

JOANNA:
I know. Let's just go in the house.

- ALEX: But who is it?
- JOANNA: I don't know.

TOM: Show me.

OFFICER: Do you know her?

(TAPS ON GLASS)

Yes.

TOM: Let her out.

OFFICER: Come on.

TOM: How old are you now? Fourteen?

Fifteen?

- Sixteen.
- Sixteen.

(CHILDREN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

It's a nice place.

You work in real
estate or something?

No. Wall Street.

TOM: Hows your mother, Agnes?

It's Apple,

remember?

You gave the name to me.

(FORK CLANGS ON PLATE)

He re's what's up.

I need a place to stay
for a little bit.

That's why I'm here.

I ain't asking you to feel
guilty and stuff like that,

so let's not even go there.

I just need a place to
stay for a little bit.

I'll get a job.

I'll get my own place,
and then I'll be gone.

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

Here.

I knew I couldn't count on you.

Have a nice life.
Nice to finally meet you.

TOM: Wait. Where you going?

You just showed up.

The police said you tried to break in.
I didn't try and break in. They're lying.

All right, look, maybe there's
something we can work out.

I'm going to have a
word with my wife.

Were you in jail?

No, Dusty, she wasn't in jail.
It's just a misunderstanding.

We figured it out.

What kind of misunderstanding?
Alex, it's not a problem.

It's all better now.

Uh, Agnes, where are you from?

APPLE: A lot of places.

And it's Apple, not Agnes.

JOANNA: Hmm?

You can call me Apple, not Agnes.

JOANNA: Oh.

I thought you said it was Agnes,
but Apple is a beautiful name.

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

Apple? That's a funny name.

And Alex is a boy's name.

No, it's not. Yours is stupid.

- She smells, and she's weird, Mom...
- Dusty.

- And why does she have to stay with us?
- Shh.

Tom?

All right, you guys, time for bed.

- Cece? Bath time.
- (LAUGHING)

JOANNA: Good night.

DUSTY: Good night.

Oh, Honey, can you please wait?

I think maybe now
would be a good time

for us to have a
little talk together.

Why don't you stop
calling me honey?

TOM: Hey, Apple.

You're in my house.

Now, look, we want to help you,

but we don't know how to.

We're going to have to get in
touch with your social worker

or someone assigned to your case and
let them know that you're here.

When I was eight, I was
taken away from my mother

when she was arrested for drugs.

I was dropped off at
a mental hospital,

where they kept me in a
steel room all by myself

because I didn't fit in
with the other kids.

From there, I was put into
another temporary shelter.

TOM: Apple...

Every few months, I'd be
assigned some new case worker,

- and we'd start all over again.
- Apple, look...

By the time I was twelve,
I was in my tenth foster home.

Seemed like good people this time,

until the husband would
come into my room at night

and start touching me and
feeling all up on me.

I told my case worker, and
she got the police involved.

He told them that I
was making it all up,

because that's what troubled
kids do, and they believed him.

I was too scared to even
open up my own mouth.

I ran away and went
to find my mother

and tried to stay
with her for a while.

Things got real bad,
and I had to go.

In all that time,

that letter was the only
thing I ever got from you,

Now, I'm just asking
you for a little time,

because I am done being passed
off as someone's case number.

- I want out of the system!
- (SLAPS TABLE)

So are you going to help me out

so I can get back on my feet?

Or do you and Joanna still
have to talk about it?

(POWER TOOL WHIRRING OUTSIDE)

(GROANS)

(HAMMERING AND SAWING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

- WORKER: You happy with this?
- TOM: Yeah.

(GASPING)

(GROANS)

(GAGGING)

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Raw poetics, whats good ♪

♪ Get up and get down ♪

♪ Jump up and move around ♪

♪ Tell the sound man, ♪
♪ turn it up ♪

♪ Word of mouth, ♪
♪ this song is legit ♪

♪ This song is a hit ♪

♪ Tell the DJ, turn it up ♪

♪ Yo, yo, pump this ♪
♪ into your car ♪

♪ Live the life of a star ♪

♪ Adjust the volume, turn it up ♪

♪ Yeah, get up and get down ♪

- ♪ (BACON SIZZLING) ♪
- ♪ Jump up and move around ♪

♪ Tell the sound ♪
♪ man, turn it up ♪

♪ Word of mouth, ♪
♪ this song is legit ♪

♪ This song is a hit ♪

♪ Tell the DJ, turn it up ♪

♪ Yo, yo, pump this ♪
♪ into your car ♪

♪ Live the life of a star ♪

♪ Adjust the volume, turn it up ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, let ♪
♪ the bass line go ♪

♪ Till the speakers blow ♪

♪ Crank the radio, turn it up ♪

TOM: You sleep all right?

You need some help there?

- No.
- You sure?

Yeah, I'm fine just by myself.

Oh!

- (SMOKE ALARM BEEPING)
- Ow! Damn it!

Apple!

Where you going?

Come here! Wait!

(GASPING)

Hey! I'm talking to you!

Wait!

Where you going?

APPLE: It was a stupid
idea for me to come here.

Okay? It's never going
to work between us!

Never! So why don't
you just turn around

and go back to your life.
And leave me and mine's alone!

Where you going to go, huh?

Look at you.

You don't even have your shoes on.

Who cares?

(APPLE SAGGING)

(VOMITING)

Here. Here.

Come inside.

Are you pregnant?

TOM: What?

What are you talking about?

- What am I talking about?
- She's just not feeling well.

Why don't you let her answer that?

She's not going to answer anything.

I'm going to ask you again.

Are you pregnant?

- I knew it.
- You knew what?

APPLE: I don't know.

See? She doesn't know.
She doesn't know anything.

- Oh, I know.
- You don't know.

- I know, and I'm not-Ooh!
- Calm down, will you?

We are not having this
baby in our house.

- What baby?
- What baby?

Where's the dad?

Is he in jail?

APPLE: I don't know.

We only did it once.

I need to talk to you
right now alone, please.

JOANNA: (SHOUTING) You want her in our life?
I don't know what you're thinking here!

TOM: I will take care of it,
and we need to find...

(CHAIR SCRAPES)

(ARGUMENT CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

JOANNA: I want her out!

(SIGHS)

(WHISPERING)
Please, no.

No. Come on, no.

(GASPING)

No.

Hi. We're here to check in.

Apple Bailey.

Thank you.

(HEARTBEAT PULSING)

(SIGHS)

DOCTOR: Hear that?

That's the heartbeat.

(MACHINE BEEPS)

We almost done here?

DOCTOR: Just a few more images.

(MACHINE BEEPS)

(MACHINE BEEPS)

Here you go. These are for you.

Good luck.

Yo.

You see the woman I came in with?

(THUNDER)

Where have you been?

You're all wet.

Where you going? Where were you?

Hey! Wait! Where did
you disappear to?

Look, I didn't disappear anywhere!

She left me there!

She left me!

Nobody left you anywhere!
Stop! Stop!

JOANNA: I left you there?

- You're a liar! You're a liar!
- Whoa! Whoa whoa!

I waited for her.

She's trying to get in
between us. Shes...

You see? Do you see
what I mean? A liar!

Hey! Cool it! Maybe you should
give us a minute... now!

Hey!

Hey, hey, hey, look at me.

- Look at me! Look at me!
- (PANTING)

Apple! What are...

Hey. Hey.

Hey, Apple, Apple?

(SAW BUZZING OUTSIDE)

Well, it's about time.

How are you feeling today?

Hungry.

Shouldn't you be at
work or something?

I took the morning off.

I had a few things to do with
the construction and all,

and I wanted to check in with you.

Yeah, well, I'm fine,
so I guess you can go.

TOM: You know...

today is an important
day for my firm,

and especially for me.

One of our biggest clients

asked to meet with me
personally to sign a deal.

Do you know why?

Mutual respect, trust,
and confidence.

This is what I've
earned from my peers.

It's taken me years to build this.

These are the same words that
I want to speak about with you.

Mutual respect,

such as I respect you,
you respect me.

That means when I tell you
something, you stop ignoring me.

Trust, such as when this
conversation is over,

I'm going to leave here,
and I'm going to trust

that you are not going to get
into a street brawl with my wife.

And confidence.

These are the positive
results of our relationship

that can begin to happen once the
first two things start to happen.

Now, Joanna and I had a long
talk last night, and...

it's clear that you are not ready

to assume the responsibility
of motherhood.

Think about it.

You have no means of support

you have nowhere to live,

and you have no one willing
to help you except me.

(SIGHS)

Apple?

It's time that you
turn the page on this.

Put it all behind you so
that you can move forward.

Just turn the page,

and before you know it,

you'll have forgotten
that it ever happened.

APPLE: Mmm.

Just... Just turn the page.

Yes.

And forget about it.

That's right.

Like you did with me.

JOANNA: Thank you, Cece.

Ahem.

Apple?

Look, I know that you must hate me,
and I just wanted to say I'm sorry

about the misunderstandings.

Hmm?

No one's perfect, right?

How did your talk go
with your father?

Did he tell you?

Tell me what?

I made an appointment for you
tomorrow morning at a clinic.

Wait, what?

JOANNA: You're not going to be able to
take care of this child by yourself.

We're not going to deal with this,
and if you don't cooperate,

we're going to have no choice
but to ask you to leave.

No.

No, look, I don't want to do that.

JOANNA: It's not about
what you want, honey,

unless you want to end up
just like your mother.

You don't have to worry about anything.
I will be with you to hold your hand.

(CHAIR SCRAPES)

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

Hi, Tom.

Not yet.

Okay.

I'm sorry. No cell phones, please.

Okay. Okay, I have to hang up.

Honey, I think I'm going to
wait in the waiting room.

(FOOTSTEPS WITHDRAWING)

Can you hurry up, please?

The doctor's on his way.

(HEARTBEAT PULSING)

(GASPING)

(SONG BEGINS)

♪ Feet, don't fail me now ♪

♪ Take me to the finish line ♪

♪ Oh, my heart it breaks ♪
♪ every step that I take ♪

♪ But I'm hoping at the gates ♪

♪ They'll tell me ♪
♪ that you're mine ♪

♪ Walkin' through ♪
♪ the city streets ♪

♪ Is it by mistake or design ♪

(MAN MUTTERS)

♪ I feel so alone on ♪
♪ the Friday nights ♪

- ♪ MAN: You got a man with you? ♪
- ♪ Can you make it feel like home ♪

♪ If I tell you you're mine? ♪

♪ It's like I told you, honey ♪

♪ Don't make me sad ♪

♪ Don't make me cry ♪

♪ Sometimes love is not enough ♪

♪ And the road gets tough ♪

♪ I don't why ♪

♪ Keep making me laugh ♪

♪ Let's go get high ♪

- ♪ The road is long, we carry on ♪
- ♪ (RUMMAGING) ♪

♪ Try to have fun ♪
♪ in the meantime ♪

(SIREN PASSES)

(GASPING)

(SHIVERING)

(WHISPERING)
I'm okay.

I'm okay.

I'm okay. I'm not scared.

I'm not scared.

It's okay.

(GRUNTS)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

(RINGS)

(SHOUTS)

Aah!

Please, God.

Protect me.

(DISTANT SIREN)

(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)

(RAP MUSIC PLAYING IN SUV)

MAN: Yo, Shorty.

Shorty, we got some business
we need to discuss.

Yo, Shorty, let me holler at you.

You going to make me come over there?
I said get in the car. Come on.

Don't you hear me?
I said get in the car.

We got some business to discuss.

Come on, get your ass in the car.

That's what I'm talking about.

Get out! I'm going to
kill you, you little bitch!

(GASPS)

(HORN HONKS)

(RAP MUSIC CONTINUING)

- Aah! No!
- (HORN HONKS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

- Aah!
- (HORN HONKS)

Aah!

(HORN BLARING)

(MOANING)

FATHER FRANK: Rest easy.

You're in the security ward,

Newark City Hospital.

I'm Father Frank McCarthy,

chaplain here at the hospital.

Do I have your permission to
be in this room with you?

(GASPING)
- No, no.

I'm not here about that.

Your baby's all right.

The doctors had this taken

when they found the
one in your shoe.

Can you try talking?

APPLE: Look, I don't need a priest.

God don't care about me.

Don't waste your time.

FATHER FRANK: You're mistaken.

God is ever near and
with us always.

Last time I asked for his
help, he put me here.

(TUGGING ON HANDCUFFS)

FATHER FRANK: He's a tough
C.O. at times, but maybe...

you're exactly where
you were meant to be.

"Lord, make me an
instrument of Thy peace;"

"where there's hatred,
let me sow lave;"

"where there's injury, pardon;"

"where there's doubt, faith."

(TOILET FLUSHES)

(DOOR OPENS)

You still here?

This is still here,

I'm still here.

You were sleeping, so I didn't think
you'd mind if I used your john.

I found out that, uh,

the authorities will probably
drop all charges against you,

but they're going to keep you here

until they can get in
touch with your family

or find you a temporary home.

I didn't ask you to
talk to anyone for me.

Why do you want to help me?

It's my job.

You're a priest.

If you were a good one at that, you'd be
at your own church right now, not here.

This is my church.

And I'm not just
thinking about you.

What will happen if you
leave here by yourself?

Where will you go?

Here.

I want you to have this.

Being young and pregnant
is like being a pinwheel.

Whenever the weather changes,

you have no idea what way
your life is going to go.

You know, the pinwheel is
supposed to bring good fortune.

Go ahead.

Blow it.

I did some research for you.

It led me to a special
shelter for teens

who want to have their
babies, like your baby.

Don't try and tell me this.

Do you think I'm stupid?

I've been in shelters and
foster cares my whole life.

I ain't going back to no shelter!

Don't make your child suffer
because you're suffering.

God put you here for a reason.

APPLE: Leave! Now!

You talk about suffering!

Where was God when
I was getting abused

and suffering all these years, huh?

You can't help me!

You think you know me.

You don't know anything!

Now get out!

Leave!

NURSE: Just press the nurse's
station on the phone

when you want me to
come and get you, okay?

Agnes, I was so worried
about you, baby.

What are you doing here?

Agnes, I'm Marie Abeanni,
your social worker.

I will be handling your
discharge when the time comes.

I had a long talk with your mother.

She's very concerned
about your well-being

and assured me that this
was an isolated incident,

that things at home are
okay between you and her.

Is this true?

Yo, I already told you we good.
Why you asking again?

Excuse me.

I need to talk with Agnes
now and hear it from her.

Agnes, look at me.

Your mother has custody,

so it is better if we
work this out together.

If you run away again, we may have
to place you back in foster care.

Going home is the best
solution for you.

Your mother wants to talk with you
now to settle your differences.

Do you think you can do this?

Yeah, whatever.

Good.

I'll be sitting right outside the
room if you have any other questions.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Now, you got people asking
all types of questions,

coming around my place
looking around.

You crazy?

Huh?

She said you carrying a baby?

(SCOFFS)

And I got to hear about
it from a stranger.

That's nice. That's real nice.

Humiliate me like that!

What's wrong with you?

No, come on.

Why you think I'm here, huh?

State's going to take care of us.

You, me, and baby, that makes three.
That means when that baby comes out,

they're going to be
paying us more money.

Yo.

We got another chance, all right?

We're going to be a real
family now, sweetie, for real.

Come on.

JUNE: Look at you.

Taking me back.

You know, I wasn't that
much older than you.

You know, seventeen.

Don't look at me like that,
like you all high and mighty.

You know, I didn't have no
social worker caring about me.

Nobody wanted me to have you!

Come on, wait, wait, wait.

You think I always
looked like this, huh?

Like I born in the streets?

(SNIFFS) You don't know
what I wanted out of life.

You don't know who I was,

who I could have been.

You're so stuck up.

You think you're so
much better than me.

Like you're so different.

Baby, you are me.

(LAUGHS QUIETLY)

Oh, you'll see, you know?

When you're fighting for your baby,

and you're so young,

and you ain't got nobody
to take care of it,

you can't even take
care of yourself.

And all you want to do
is protect your baby.

You know, that's all
I wanted to do.

Hold my baby.

My little baby girl.

(SNIFFLES)

You don't know.

You don't know, but I did.

I did everything
that I could, Agnes.

I did.

(CRYING)
And I messed up, okay?

That's right, I did. I messed up.

And then when they
took you away from me,

that was the worst day of my life.

I hurt so much right here.

I just...

I just wanted the pain
to go away, baby.

I didn't want to feel nothing.

I didn't want to feel anything.

Look at me.

Look at me now.

Look at me now.

I deserve a second chance.

A second chance.

Please, baby?

Please just give me
one more chance.

- Um...
- Please?

I don't know.

Baby, I'm your mother.
I'm your mother

I just can't do this anymore.

- Just one more chance, baby.
- I can't do this anymore.

Oh, please, baby.

- APPLE: You got to let me go.
- Just...

(BEEPS)

- NURSE: You ready?
- APPLE: Yeah. We're done here.

Agnes!

FATHER FRANK: (MUFFLED)
"But we will build"

"with hewn stones."

"And the sycamores..."

(FATHER FRANK CONTINUES
READING ALOUD INDISTINCTLY)

"...as men rejoice when
they divide the spoil."

"For thou hast broken the
yoke of thy burden..."

APPLE: Father?

I...I just...

I just wanted to...

to come here and... and...

to tell you that...

I probably shouldn't
have yelled at you.

I mean, I know... I know why I did.

I just...

I just... I didn't think that...

that you would...

Are you apologizing to me?

No. Not really.

FATHER FRANK: Seems like it to me.

Never apologize for
your true feelings.

Now that you're here, grab a book.
Make yourself useful.

Page seventy-two.

We'll talk later.

Go on.

And?

"For I know the plans
I have for you,"

"declares the Lord,"

"plans for your welfare
and not for evil,"

"to give you..."

"give you a future"

"and hope."

"Then you will call upon me,"

"and... and come and pray to me,"

"and I will hear you."

(SIREN WHOOPS)

(DOOR BUZZER)

WOMAN: Father McCarthy.

Hi, I'm Afra, one of
the housemothers here.

Welcome to our shelter.

I'll let Kathy know you're here.

That's Kathy right there
with Mother Teresa.

And that's her in that
one there with, uh...

at the White House
with Ronald Reagan.

Oh, hello, Father. Good to see you.

Please bear with me.

We were having a little incident.

Everything okay?

Yeah, everything
worked out just fine.

FATHER FRANK: Well, thank you
for meeting my friend, Apple.

Hello, Apple.

Kathy's the founder.

She started this shelter,
what, twenty years ago...

Mm-hmm.

Taking young mothers
into her own home.

This is your home?

KATHY: Well, it's...
it's grown quite a bit.

Afra will give you a tour.

I'm going to wrap some things up, and
then you and I will meet in the morning

and we'll have a chat
about the rules, okay?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

See you suddenly, Apple.

AFRA:
Hey, everybody, this is Apple.

- (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)
- She's staying with us.

PRINCESS: Her name is really Apple?

AFRA: You all will get to
know her better later.

You'll be sharing a
room with Tawana.

PRINCESS: Uh-oh.

And she'll show you to your room.

And I'll be on duty if
you need something.

TAWANA: Apple, huh?

PRINCESS: Goes well with caramel.

GIRL: Carmel, caramel.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

PRINCESS: Nah, I'm just saying.
We just playing.

She can't... She can't take a joke?

PRINCESS: I told you, whatever.

DANISHA: Another one?

CARMEL: Oh, my God.

- DANISHA: It's about time.
- CARMEL: Shut your mouth.

For real.

(CHATTER CONTINUES)

TAWANA:
You can put your stuff in here.

I don't have any stuff.

Well, don't worry. You will.

(BABY FUSSING)

Would you mind holding
her for a second?

APPLE: Uh...

Thanks.

(BABY FUSSES)

(BABY CRYING)

TAWANA: Okay, Isaiah.

I hear you.

Shh.

I hear you.

(BABY CRYING)

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(SECURITY ALARM BEEPING)

- CASSIE: What's your name?
- What the...?

- Where you from?
- Get that out of my face!

(FLASHLIGHT FALLS)

(ALARM BEEPING LOUDLY)

(BABIES CRYING)

(ALARM STOPS)

What is going on in here?

I like your PJs.

Cassandra, you missed
curfew again tonight,

and you didn't tell anybody
where you were going.

(BABY CRYING)

AFRA: I'm writing you up, and it's
not going to be good for you.

Who is responsible for letting
her in here after curfew!

Was it you, Apple?

Look, I don't even know
her, okay? She's crazy.

CASSIE: Apple?

AFRA: This is not going to look
good for your first night.

CASSIE: That's a really nice name.

AFRA:
We will deal with this tomorrow.

But, you know, you shouldn't
call people crazy around here.

I actually prefer Cassie.

AFRA: It's five a.m.,

and I want everybody
back in their rooms now.

What happened with
you two last night?

Cassie, why were you
late for curfew?

I went for a walk.
I got locked out.

KATHY: I'm sorry? You got...

I went for a walk.
I got locked out.

It was nothing, really.

Good, because I'm going to put you
both in the same room temporarily.

You're going to be roommates.

- APPLE: With her?
- KATHY: Mm-hmm.

Why?

It'll to give you a chance to
work out your differences.

We have a twenty-four-hour
rule in this house.

Whenever two girls are disputing,

they need to work
it out right away.

Do you have a problem with that?

No.

It's exciting.

KATHY: Good.

Cassie, would you
excuse us, please?

I have something to
talk to Apple about.

Apple, we have a serious problem.

Your mother will not give her
consent for you to be here.

- APPLE: No.
- I'm very sorry.

- No.
- I tried everything I could.

How could you call her?

She will never let me go.

Not as long as welfare
keeps sending her money.

Why would you do this to me?

Because she threatened
to call the police

and charge us with kidnapping.

What do you have
against your mother?

Did she ever abuse you?

I don't want to talk about it.

KATHY: You can tell me what it is.

I can't.

Well, then I can't help you.

As much as I like you and
care about you and your baby,

I won't go to jail for you.

Because you're a minor,
I need the support of the state

or consent from your family,

- or some legal...
- And I'm supposed to believe that?

Stop talking and listen to me.

Or some legal reason why
you have to stay here.

You said you was going
to help me out.

You're a liar.

KATHY:
Apple, here you become a mother,

and that means you
take responsibility.

Don't cast your immaturity on me,
and then ask me to risk everything,

including the future of this
shelter, on your foolishness.

Stop dancing with your demons!

Look at me.

Learn to cooperate.

CASSIE:
Shine the light on the lock.

- Shh shh shh.
- It won't open.

GIRL: Get lotion.

(GIRLS WHISPERING)

GIRL: Look at all this.

JAZZIE:
This is like the shopping mall.

DANISHA: Shh! Shut up!

Check this out. Hey.

I don't think he's going to be
able to fit in that any time soon.

You calling my son fat?

You're a huge jerk.

- Wow.
- Shh, guys.

DANISHA: Wow, Kathy needs
to clean up her office.

There's a lot in here.

- I know.
- Gosh.

CASSIE: Hurry up. Close the door.

Look. What's that?

NICKY: Who's that?

APPLE: Is that Kathy?

PRINCESS: Let me see.

No, it's not.

DANISHA:
Yeah, it's Kathy as a little girl.

Wow, she's cute.

- DANISHA: She ain't all that, Jazzie.
- JAZZIE: She's pretty.

DANISHA:
She a'ight. She a'ight. She a'ight.

JAZZIE: No.

CARMEL:
Don't open it. Who said that?

GIRL: Shh!

What is this?

Oh, wow.

"Carmel Nickerson."

What's that?

"Nicole Lotito."

- NICKY: Yep.
- APPLE: "Lotito."

"Destiny Morell."

It's Princess.

Thank you.

"Danisha Dormer."

Don't put my government
out like that.

CASSIE: "Apple Bailey."

CASSIE: "Jasmine Colon."

(CORRECTING PRONUNCIATION)
It's Colón.

PRINCESS: All right, check this.

This says "compulsive, anxiety,
and personality disorders."

What's "compulsive"?"

CASSIE: It means you ask
too many questions.

(LAUGHTER)

Shh!

DANISHA:
What about you, Pink Friday?

NICKY: Don't call me Pink Friday.
DANISHA: Ooh! Meow, girl.

"Drugs, prostitution,
criminal record,"

"personality disorder."

"No family on record."

JAZZIE: Prostitution?

CARMEL: Are you serious
with the prostitution?

DANISHA: Damn, girl.
(LAUGHS)

You got a record!

"Rape victim, runaway."

"Family does not want her back."

PRINCESS:
It's all right. We're your family.

CARMEL:
It's okay, Jazzie. We want you.

Mine says, "Mental and
physical abuse as a child."

"Chronic depression and
must overcome fear."

What the what?

PRINCESS: No fear?

DANISHA: What about you, Apple?

Um...

It says, "Severe physical
abuse, runaway",

"parental drug/alcohol abuse,"

"multiple shelters
and foster care,"

"aggressive behavior,"

"lack of trust."

CARMEL: Don't worry.
You can trust us, though.

You can trust us.

Yeah, you're not aggressive.

That's what it says.

(LAUGHTER)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

(RINGS)

KATHY: Hi. Can I help you?

- You must be Kathy, right?
- Yes.

I'm Agnes' mother.

Where is she? Agnes!

Oh, yes. Why don't you come in.

Where's my daughter at? Agnes?

I'm taking her home.

Agnes.

I missed you.

(CHUCKLES)

Come on, baby.

Baby!

Yo, little Agnes?

(LAUGHING)

Can I get you something
to eat or drink?

You must be very tired
from the drive.

Oh. Nah.

We're leaving.

Yeah.

Come on, grab your stuff.
We're going.

APPLE:
I ain't going anywhere with you.

- (SLAP)
- What?

Shut up, all right? You coming!

KATHY:
Okay, I'm just texting my associate

to have her things brought down.

Nah, you know what?

We don't need anything
from you, all right?

Come on.

No, no! I'm sorry.

No! I cannot. No!

- You may not take her!
- What?

- I am required by law...
- I'm her mother!

To report any abuse. I'm sorry.

- Yo, mind your own business!
- No, no, I'm sorry.

Yo, you don't come with me
right now, I'm calling DYFS,

and I'm putting you in a home!

You think for one second they're
going to let you keep that baby?

Okay, okay.

- It's your choice.
- No, no! No.

I have called the police.

If you don't want to be arrested,
you need to leave right...

(SPITS)

- Nobody cares about us!
- No, I'm sorry.

You have to leave now.

Don't you know that?

You have to leave now.

No, I'm sorry.

APPLE: I hate you.

I hate you.

You-No, listen to me.
You need to leave.

You need to leave right now.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

- No! No!
- You don't even know what you did.

Okay, okay. All right, all right.

TOM: June?

Is that you?

- What the hell is he doing here?
- No, honey, you have got...

You have got to go.

- I'm sorry, no.
- What the hell is he doing here?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry

Agnes?

KATHY: Come on, come on.

No, honey, you have got to go now.

- I don't want to be around him.
- No!

(CRYING)
Agnes, how could you do that to me?

I'm her mother!

- KATHY: I know, I know.
- TOM: Stop. Stop. Stop.

- Stop. Stop.
- I know.

(TIRES SQUEAL)

I'm Tom.

Hi, Tom, I'm so sorry.

It'll have to be another time.

- I made a mistake.
- Apple.

I'm so sorry. It's not a good time.

It's not a good time.

- But I need to talk to Apple.
- I know you do.

I'm so sorry, but it'll
have to be another time.

- Can I help?
- No, no, we're good.

Another time, please.

- Can I just have a word...
- I'm so sorry.

Okay, honey. Okay.

It's okay now. Come on.

Let's go inside.

I've got you.

(UPBEAT SONG PLAYING)

I don't know, but I know I'm
craving some red velvet cake.

How many more of these
do we have to do?

TINA: Kathy says the more
envelopes we send out,

the more donations we can get.

CARMEL: I got it!

I got it!

It's going to be four black
babies and four white babies now.

DANISHA:
Um... Carmel, you can't count.

You forgot yourself.

Just sit down, dum-dum. Sit down.

PRINCESS: And Tina and Jaz
are Hispanic, not white,

so that's another category.

Besides, you don't even
know what Apple's baby is.

For all you know, it may be
a caramel color like you.

Yet another category.

CARMEL: Okay, well, I tried.

APPLE:
Well, uh, my baby's father's black.

GIRLS: Ooh!

DANISHA: I bet he's fine.

PRINCESS: See? I told you.

CARMEL:
I bet you guys were getting it on.

(LAUGHTER)

♪ To their left ♪

♪ Everybody look to their right ♪

♪ Can you feel that? Yeah ♪

♪ We're payin' with ♪
♪ love tonight ♪

♪ It's not about the ♪
♪ money, money, money ♪

♪ We don't need your ♪
♪ money, money, money ♪

♪ We just want to make ♪
♪ the world dance ♪

♪ Forget about the price tag ♪

♪ Ain't about the ♪
♪ cha-chang cha-chang ♪

♪ Ain't about the, yeah, ♪
♪ ba-bling ba-bling ♪

- ♪ Want to make the world dance ♪
- ♪ (GIRLS LAUGHING) ♪

♪ Forget about the price tag ♪

♪ Okay ♪

♪ We need to take ♪
♪ it back in time ♪

♪ When music made us all unite ♪

♪ And it wasn't low ♪
♪ blows in video ho's ♪

♪ Am I the only one gettin'... ♪

(SONG ENDS)

AFRA:
Everybody grab a box or something.

KATHY: Take a box in.

Very good.

Can you get the door?

Need help?

(ORGAN PLAYING, MAN SINGING HYMN)

(CONGREGATION JOINS IN)

PRIEST: I would like to call up
Kathy Defiore, who many of us know,

to talk about her very special
work that she is doing.

Thank you, Father Marks.

Thank you.

Good morning, everybody.

Or should I say good afternoon?

- Good afternoon.
- I have been... thank you...

here eight or nine times
at Our Lady of Sorrows,

and I thought to myself,
"What can I say to you all"

"that I haven't said before?"

Twenty years ago, I was homeless.

And I'm not sure
I can really explain

what it was like being
without a home,

frightened and alone,

and all the while trying to hold
onto my dignity as a woman.

And then my life began
to turn around.

I found a job

and a home.

And then I had the most
wonderful inspiration.

I opened my home as a shelter
for teenage pregnant girls,

because, you see, I understand

that this may be the
only chance they have.

So please open your hearts;.

Take a look at your envelopes, so
that we can give them shelter,

we can give them guidance, we
can give them an education.

So that we can give them a future.

Thank you, and God bless.

(APPLAUSE)

DANISHA: Thank you.

KATHY: Hi. Thank you for coming.

Good to see you.

KATHY: Thank you so much.

What a beautiful sermon.

Now you're not only a whore, but
you're a frickin' beggar too?

Let's see how much they
give an ugly beggar!

Give me a kiss!

- Give me a kiss!
- Stop!

Cass!

(SLICING)

Get off me!

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(JUNE SHOUTING)

(BABY CRYING)

Hey.

Why don't you come inside?

It is freezing out here.

You can come and help
with the decorations.

We're having a party.

A party for what?

Destiny went to the
hospital to have Leticia.

We're going to surprise her.

She's going to be
back in a few days.

It's going to be okay.

- Okay?
- Mm-hmm.

(CARTON PLAYING ON TV)

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

Aren't you sick of this?

Of what?

What? Being exploited?

The way we're marched around here.

The way we're told what
to wear, when to smile,

who to be nice to?

It all makes me sick.

I'm tired of it, aren't you?

Look, we ain't got
much of a choice.

Well, I know I don't want
anyone feeling any pity for me

except for me.

Wait, do you want me to
feel bad for you, Apple?

Because you know that you're not the only
girl around here who never really had a mom.

Why can't she just leave me alone?

I suffered my whole life
because of my mother,

and now that she's gone,
I suffer even more.

You hate her for what she's done to
you, but deep down, you love her,

and that hurts you even more.

Yeah.

So what about it?
I'm getting my own place.

You should come with me.
Think about it.

And what about your baby?

(LAUGHS)

My baby's all right.

Ain't nothing happening to my baby.

You sound like them.

Look, I'm just saying that maybe...

Everything's set up
for after Christmas.

We're going to go
make our own money.

No more of this begging stuff.

Are you coming with
me or not, Apple?

(MUSIC PLAYING)

My beautiful, healthy baby.

FATHER FRANK: You're probably going
to need a little more than that.

Father McCarthy.

Apple.

Thought I'd drop by and
see how you're managing.

I'm okay.

I heard about your mother.

I'm very sorry that happened.

She needs help.

But you have to think about
yourself now and your child.

I caused all this.

It's my fault.

There's a saying in the Bible...

"All of us, like sheep,
have gone astray."

"Each of us has turned
to his own way."

And that's her way, not yours.

Look, I'm leaving here.

One of the girls found a place.

She wants me to come with her.

Does Kathy know about this?

No.

No, she wouldn't understand.

Not until there's an
empty bed to fill.

FATHER FRANK: If you leave
the safety of the shelter,

you put yourself and
your child in jeopardy.

I got to go.

I'll pray for you.

Don't bother.

(BASS LINE PLAYING)

♪ MAN: ♪
♪ Gimme some of that eggnog ♪

♪ BACKUP SINGERS: ♪
♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Ho, ho, ho, ho ♪

♪ Y'all know it's Christmas! ♪

♪ Here come Santa Claus, ♪
♪ here comes Santa Claus ♪

♪ Right down Santa Claus... ♪

Why are you putting a
binky on the tree?

It looks stupid.

(SIGHS)

I kind of like it.

Yeah.

See that?

- I like it, too.
- Thank you.

Yeah, me, too.

We should all put baby
stuff on the tree.

- I think that's a good idea.
- (RATTLING)

- Hey, Apple?
- Yeah?

You want to add stuff to the tree?

Uh, yeah.

♪ 'Cause Santa Claus ♪
♪ comes tonight ♪

APPLE: I'll be right back.

DANISHA: All right.

♪ Oh ho ho, who wouldn't know? ♪

♪ Oh ho ho, who wouldn't go? ♪

♪ Up on the housetop ♪
♪ quick, quick, quick ♪

♪ 'Cause Santa Claus ♪
♪ comes tonight ♪

♪ Gather 'round ♪

Sorry. Excuse me.

TAWANA: Hey, watch out, watch out.

♪ When night becomes the day ♪

♪ Gather 'round ♪

♪ We're gonna have a ♪
♪ good one, celebrate ♪

AFRA: Aw! Good one, Apple!

Way to go! Whoo!

♪ So gather 'round ♪

♪ Gather 'round ♪

KATHY: All right, loves.

We're going to say
"Merry Christmas," okay?

Everybody ready?

One, two, three.

ALL: Merry Christmas!

(CAMERA CLICKS)

DOCTOR: Come on now.

KATHY: What you trying to do?

DOCTOR:
The baby needs to turn over.

KATHY: Oh.

They can be very stubborn.

(KATHY CHUCKLES)

You hear that?

Wonder where she gets that,
or he gets that, huh?

Yeah.

DOCTOR: There it goes.

KATHY: What?

See the baby moving around?

Do you want to know
the sex of the baby?

Uh, yeah.

DOCTOR: You're having a girl.

What are you doing?

Get your stuff. Let's go.

- APPLE: (WHISPERS) She kicked me.
- CASSIE: What?

Come on, we don't have
time for this. Let's go.

No, she kicked me.

Cassie, I'm not going.

Fine. Don't go.

Cassie, don't go.

If you leave,
I'll never see you again.

I know it.

Don't you get it, Apple?

I'm no good here.

It's time to go.

Good-bye, Apple.

- KATHY: Go ahead, loves.
- (BABY CRYING)

What's the matter, honey?
Is he hungry?

Okay, I need a... Hello?

Here's Dino, everybody.

- DINO: Hi, girls.
- KATHY: Hi!

Here's Dino.

Dino has generously donated
this very special meal for us.

DINO: Oh, come on, it's nothing.
It's nothing for you girls.

(LAUGHTER)

Come on now!

TINA:
He's letting us eat here for free?

- DINO: That's nothing. Come on.
- (GIRLS CLAPPING)

Enjoy it, girls.

Just enjoy it.

All right, everyone, let's eat.

- What is that?
- AFRA: Salad... onions.

- This looks delicious.
- I don't want that.

Who needs a plate?

Passing down.

Oh, that's so good.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

Ladies, I have a special
announcement to make.

In just a few weeks,

it's going to be a unique
anniversary for all of us.

It was twenty years ago

that I first opened my
home to start our shelter,

and it's because of the
courage of all of you

and all the young mothers
that we have survived.

And I would like to say thank you to you.
And the way I'm going to do that is

I'm planning an amazing
trip to the Jersey Shore...

(GIRLS GASP)

For all of us to
celebrate together.

PRINCESS: Can we bring...
Can we bring our babies?

KATHY: Of course,
you can bring your babies.

- APPLE: Oh, my God.
- AFRA: What?

I think my water just broke.

AFRA: Oh, all right.

KATHY: There you are.

That-a-girl. That's it.

- (SCREAMS)
- DOCTOR: That's it. That's it.

Come on. Good, good,
good, good, good, good.

Yes, there it is!

- There it is. That's it.
- (GROANING)

And relax. Now we
need you to relax.

Keep your eyes closed, okay?

It's being contracted.

KATHY:
There you are. Okay, that-a-girl.

- That's it.
- DOCTOR: Yes!

(SCREAMING)

DOCTOR: Good, good, good,
good, good, good, good.

- That's it. Now stop pushing.
- (BABY CRYING)

DOCTOR: Look down, look down.

Here's your baby.

My baby, my baby.

NURSE: What's her name?

- Her name is Hope.
- That's beautiful.

It's Hope.

- (BABY CRYING)
- That's my baby.

Oh, my baby. My baby.

(CRYING)

(CRIES)

KATHY: Shh. You did it, sweetheart.

My baby.

My baby. My baby.

(BABY CRYING)

NURSE: We'll take her right there.

KATHY: Apple, your dad
is in the waiting room,

and he needs to be
part of this moment.

Can you do this?

He can come see the baby, but
I don't want to talk to him.

Okay. Okay.

APPLE:
"I'm sorry it worked out this way."

"I never really meant
for this to happen."

"My name is Tom."

"I'm your father, but we'll
probably never know each other."

(SIGHS)

"I just found out you're
going to be a girl."

"June and I barely
know each other."

"We just went out a few times."

"It's not like we planned this."

"You just happened."

"You showed up unexpectedly."

"I'm living at home
with my parents."

"I'm about to start college."

"I can't disappoint them."

"I have no choice."

(BABY CRIES)

"June is stubborn."

"I can't talk to her."

"I'll never see her again,"

"so I guess I'll never see you."

"That hurts."

"I would have liked
to be your father,"

"but I'm just not ready."

"I guess I'm hoping that you
may someday understand"

"and forgive me..."

"and that maybe"

"you would be apple of my eye."

"I'm sorry. Tom."

Shh. Shh.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

- He's so cute.
- A baby!

Thank you guys so much for coming.

FATHER FRANK: Apple!

Ha ha!

Congratulations.

APPLE: Thank you.

You look good, too.

APPLE: Thank you. Thank you.

Good feet.

(LAUGHTER)

Good foundation.

JAZZIE:
We got some presents for you.

And flowers.

And I spelled your name right.

KATHY: Julian, go ahead
and say hi to Hope.

You go right ahead and
walk right over to them.

Julian, hi.

FATHER FRANK: Play date.

(LAUGHTER)

Let's have a play date here.

I just love you guys.

KATHY: They're all proud of you.

JOANNA: Oh, look at her stretch.

- She's out.
- Yeah.

I'm going to feed her before
she really passes out.

Come here, baby.

It's okay.

She's out like the light.

Want me to take that?

I'm going to go to the restroom, and
you two can have some quality time.

(GURGLING)

Shh.

You want to hold her?

Yes.

Here.

Sweet little baby.

I never got to do this with you.

I didn't understand.

Here, let me... I'll take her.

There you go.

(SNIFFLING)
You know something?

She was born one day before I was.

Which reminds me. We're having a...

a little party tomorrow afternoon.

Joanna's put it together.

It's at the house, and, um...

if you're not doing anything,

we were hoping that maybe
you two would come by.

APPLE: Unh!

(TOM LAUGHS)

Come on.

I'll show you the
new place. Come on.

(SONG PLAYING)

ALEX: She's so cute.

Apple!

It's a baby!

♪ There is a house ♪
♪ built out of stone ♪

♪ Wooden floors, walls, ♪
♪ and windowsills ♪

♪ Tables and chairs worn ♪
♪ by all of the dust ♪

♪ This is a place where ♪
♪ I don't feel alone ♪

What do you think?

Nice?

It's all for you and for Hope.

- For us?
- Yes.

We want you to come
and live with us.

- ALEX: Can I blow out...
- DUSTY: I want to!

TOM: One, two, three.

Yeah!

♪ I ♪

♪ Built ♪

♪ A home ♪

ALEX: Is that how you cut the cake?

JOANNA:
Who's going to butter Daddy's nose?

No, just a birthday.
Just a birthday.

TOM: Hey, who's got
a napkin for me, huh?

ALEX: Keep it on there
as a midnight snack.

♪ ...disappeared ♪

♪ From me ♪

♪ From you ♪

♪ And now ♪

♪ It's time ♪

♪ To leave ♪

♪ And turn ♪

♪ To dust ♪

You're really leaving us?

What about the Jersey
Shore next week?

Yeah. We can't go without you.

It won't be the same.

APPLE: Look, it's-it's...

It's real hard for me to
tell you guys how I feel.

Thank you guys so much for... for
caring and being there for me.

You've all been like sisters to me.

I'm never really going
to leave you guys.

Friends for life.

We're going to miss you.

(KATHY SNIFFLES)

See you suddenly.

(BABY FUSSING)

Stop the car.

Tom, stop the car.

What's wrong?

Just the people there.

I mean, the girls and...
and the housemothers, they...

they make... they make you
feel like you're family.

Like you're loved.

Like...

like you're worth something, and...

and you can achieve
a lot of things.

You know, it's... it's...

It's crazy how you can go
and live with strangers

and feel... feel so much joy

and not feel like...
like you're any different.

And... and... and not...

not feel unwanted.

And feeling you can go
places in your life and...

and succeed in life.

Apple

it's okay.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Come here.

All right.

I understand.

I understand.

Look, I know I could be
your daughter someday,

but I just need some time.

Can you give me that?

Yep, I can do that.

(MUSIC)

TAWANA: Apple! Apple!

DANISHA: Oh, my God! Apple!

Apple!

Oh, my God! Apple!

Oh, Apple!

(MUSIC FADES UP)

Oh, Apple!

(GIRLS LAUGHING AND CHATTING)

♪ I pray you'll be my eyes ♪

♪ And watch her where she goes ♪

♪ And help her to be wise ♪

♪ Help me to let go ♪

♪ Every mother's prayer ♪

♪ Every child knows ♪

♪ Lead her to a place ♪

♪ Guide her with your grace ♪

♪ To a place where she'll be safe ♪

(SHOUTING AND LAUGHTER)

♪ I pray she finds your light ♪

♪ And holds it in her heart ♪

♪ As darkness falls each night ♪

♪ Remind her where you are ♪

♪ Every mother's prayer ♪

♪ Every child knows ♪

♪ Need to find a place ♪

♪ Guide her with your grace ♪

♪ Give her faith so ♪
♪ she'll be safe ♪

♪ Lead her to a place ♪

♪ Guide her with your grace ♪

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