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I'm sorry, but an assembly
on drunk driving?

Oh, I know,
it's so lame.

Hello? I live in Manhattan.
I'm waiting for a bus.

Yeah, it's like we wish
we could drive drunk.

Why do we even
have assemblies?

I could have
been studying

for that calculus test
this morning,

which by the way,
I totally failed.

Please, you never failed
anything in your entire life.

I failed dance.

You got a "B".

At our school,

that's the same thing.

Speaking of dance,
I can't believe

we haven't talked
about Jodi Addington.

GIRL #2:
Oh, God...

she should so
not be a blonde.

Eww.

Tara, what's wrong?

Nothing, I just...

I forgot-- I have
a dentist appointment today.

What about S.A.T. class?

We're going over the answers
from last week's practice test.

Mom'll kill me
if I don't go.

She'll kill you even more
if you don't get over 1,500.

Take notes for me, okay?

You sure?

Yeah.

I'll see you tomorrow.

The bus pulled away

and I saw her start
to head up that way.

You think anyone
was following her?

I don't know. I...

A lot of people
on the street.

Walk with me.

Did she seem, uh, odd
or strange,

upset in any way?

Not when we were talking.

But once the bus pulled up,
yeah, she did.

Is there any reason that, uh...
that you can think of

that Tara would've
missed the S.A.T. class?

No. But you know,
when her mom called last night

looking for her, she said
that Tara didn't actually have

a dentist appointment.

Really?

Um... you and Tara
seem pretty close.

She's my best friend,
since seventh grade.

So you know her better
than anybody else?

Any chance
she ran away from home?

No.

How'd she get on
with her parents?

It's just her mom.

They get along really well.

Any issues at school?

No.
Boyfriends.

We go to Hayes-Healy;
it's all girls.

It's not that easy meeting guys.

I know.
It's a good school.

Why don't you take me over there

and introduce me
to some of Tara's friends.

Here, this
is her school directory.

I circled all her friends.
Called them already

but I thought that
you should have it.

And this is a list
of the teachers and coaches

that she spends
a lot of time with.

Their numbers
are there, too.

Oh, thank you.
This will be helpful.

Does Tara
have a cell phone?

Yeah, I've been trying.
She doesn't pick up.

Would you mind writing
that down for me?

Sure.
Thanks. Here you go.

Looks like Tara's
got her sights set on Harvard.

Yeah.

It's her top choice.

She's already started her essay.

Ah... not a bad choice.

So, uh, I understand that
it's just you and Tara.

Yeah, her father died
when she was six.

Kidney cancer.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Are you seeing anybody
right now?

No, no.

How about casually?

What I mean is, well, are there
ever any men in the house?

I have two jobs
and a teenager.

I don't have time
for a social life.

So where do you work?

I work at Macy's
in the bridal department.

I also work three days a week

as a night receptionist
at a law firm.

Yeah, I imagine it's tough,
Manhattan rent,

private school tuition...

Tara's on a scholarship,

but yeah,
as far as living in Manhattan,

I've thought about moving, but
her education is too important.

So after school,
when you're at work,

who is with your daughter?

Luckily, she's on the swim team,

so she's at school every night
until 6:00, 6:30,

and on the days I don't work
late, I'm usually home by then.

On the other nights,
yeah... she's alone.

And what does Tara do
at that time?

She studies.

Anything else?

You know, kids, uh...

they can get into all sorts
of stuff.

She doesn't seem like that kind
of girl,

but have you noticed anything?

There was one thing,
about three months ago.

I got out of work early.

When I came home, she was here.

I went to Eagle stationary
today.

I got you the notebooks
you wanted.

They were out
of the pens.

What are you doing here?

I thought you were
supposed to be swimming.

Yeah.

I couldn't deal.

Couldn't deal?

Tara, we talked
about this, okay?

Harvard doesn't just
look at grades.

You have to stand out.
Swimming makes you stand out.

You need that, especially if you
want to get a scholarship.

I didn't feel well, okay?

What do you mean
you didn't feel well?

God, you're burning up.

What are these?
Those are...

Did you take these?

Just a few.

How many's a few?
Tara, how many?

I don't know.
Who gave you these?

Some guy.

What are you doing?

I'm calling 911.
No!

It's not a big deal.

It's the homework drug.

Everybody does it.

Everybody?
I have a lot to do.

I'll hold. I thought you were
smarter than this.

It was a mistake.

Look, I'm sorry, okay?

Just don't be mad, please.

I wasn't mad.

I was out-of-my-mind scared.

So what did you do?

I took her to St. Luke's ER.
I had her stomach pumped.

They also did a psych
evaluation there.

Apparently, this homework drug,
i-it's a known thing.

It's like Ritalin.

She had her mid-terms coming up.

Someone told her it would give
her energy, help her focus.

Well, with a private school,
Ivy League in the future...

it's a lot of pressure.

Do you think it's possible

she may have done some other
things to give herself an edge?

I don't know.

What do you got?

Security pictures
from the bank

near where
Tara went missing.

Ooh, who's this guy?

I don't know, but he kind of
looks like he's following her.

He could be a client.
What do you mean?

I want to show you something.
This is Tara's computer.

I've been looking through
the desktop

and I found file after file
of research papers.

There's one on Roman
architecture,

one on Hobbes, one on this thing
called Australopithe...

Okay?
No, not okay.

She's never taken a class
on Roman architecture,

never taken a class
on philosophy

or on the Austro
whatever it's called. My bet?

She's writing papers for others
and making a ton of money.

The girl has a 4.0
grade average.

She's headed to Harvard.
Why would she risk it?

Well, little blue pills
cost a lot of money.

Well, if this guy is a client,
maybe he didn't like her work.

Tara's a fish. She was born
to be in the water.

I was gonna make her team
captain this year.

"Was?" Sounds like
you've changed your mind?

No, the reverse.

She quit the team,
about four months ago.

Really?
She say why?

She tried.

I need to focus on academics.

What are you talking about?
You're a straight "A" student.

I know, but S.A.T.s are coming.
In six months.

Need to make sure
I do well on them.

Tara, quit the B.S.

It's the truth.

Something is going on
with you.

You've been missing practice,
your times are going up.

That's just it, exactly.
I'm not that good.

And Harvard doesn't give
swimming scholarships anyway.

So what's the point?

Look, it's not like
I want to do this, okay?

You know how much
I love swimming.

This is the only place
I can come and think clearly

and everything's okay.

But I can't do it.

Tara, are you in trouble?

No.

You sure?

I'm not in trouble.

I just want to get into college.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what
the real reason was.

But you don't think she
was spending her afternoons

brushing up on vocab
for S.A.T.s?

Do you?

Was it drugs?

She's a teenager.

It's possible,
but I never saw anything.

Did you ever see any guys
hanging around?

Was there a boyfriend?

No, and I would
have noticed that.

Do you recognize this guy?

No.

Me either.

Who is he?
Did he do something to Tara?

I don't know.

I'm gonna give you
my business card

in case you think of anything
else you can help me with.

Now, if you wouldn't mind, I'd
like to talk to you... alone.

I have English now. Ms. Resnick
throws a fit if I'm late.

No, this is about
your suspension.

I'll talk
to you later.

Okay, you were busted
plagiarizing a paper,

but you never said
who did it. Was it Tara?

Look, I'm not here to get you
in trouble, all right?

Your friend is missing.

I'm just trying to determine
if those papers meant anything.

I don't know.
You don't know what?

If it meant anything.

But it could?
Yeah.

There's been something
going on with her.

These couple of months she's
been like a different person.

Just the fact that she's writing
these papers for people.

She was competitive, now she's
helping everyone else get As.

So that's what she's
doing in the afternoons?

She's writing papers
instead of swimming?

That's just it. I don't know
what she's been doing.

We all used to hang out
together all the time, and...

I only see her going
to S.A.T. prep,

or when she comes by
to drum up business.

Gwen, c'mon. I can write you an
awesome paper on Madame Bovary.

Don't do it, Gwen.
No, I did it wrong with yours.

It was way too theoretical.
Yours will be much simpler.

No one'll know.
You'll get an "A" for sure.

I write an "A" paper,
they'll know.

Then I'll write you a "B" paper.
I'll even write you a "C" paper.

You couldn't write
a "C" paper if you tried.

Yes, I can. I've done it.

Someone paid you
to get them a "C"?

You paid her
to get you suspended.

Come on, Gwen. I really need
the money right now.

Why, what's going on?
Nothing.

So what do you say?

I say... no.

I don't care
about grades anymore.

Fine. I gotta go.

How much did she
charge per paper?

Ten bucks a page.

And did she write a lot of them?
Tons.

Any idea what
she's using the money for?

I have no idea.

Sam?

I was finally able
to access her e-mails.

She's been sending all
the papers to one account.

Nix32?
AKA Ryan Barrett.

He's a freshman at Columbia.

How far do these go back?

Four months. Before
that, nothing.

That's right around the time
she quit the swim team.

I bet something happened then
that made her do all this.

Look at this.

That's the guy
from the surveillance photo.

It sure is.
Let's go.

She writes papers for me.

So what?
It's not against the law.

No, but carrying
around a little bag

with prescription medication
without a prescription

is against the law.

My doctor gave
those to me.

You're not helping
yourself, Ryan.

We've checked
your bank account.

$15,000 is quite some money
for a college freshman.

You're dealing. Pills, papers,
who knows what else?

If you're into kidnapping...

I'm not a kidnapper.
Then why'd you follow her?

I didn't.
We have it on film.

Looks an awful lot
like you, doesn't it?

She owed me some papers,
so I followed her after school.

That's why she wasn't
on the bus having seen you?

She didn't know I was there.
I scared the crap out of her.

Tara!

Ryan! Oh, my God.
What are you doing here?

I need those papers.

I can't talk
to you right now.

I've got five extremely pissed
off customers calling me daily.

Look, I'm sorry,
but I have to go.

They paid up front.
They want their money back.

I'll write them
as soon as I can, okay?

So what should I to do?

Tell them they're
coming, okay?

I'm sorry. I'll write them
as soon as I can. I have to go.

You're ruining my credibility!

And that was it?
She took off.

I saw her racing
into some deli down the street.

You're quite the little
businessman, aren't you?

I didn't force her into this.
She came to me.

When was that?
Four months ago.

Somebody told her
I'd be able

to hook her up with
some... study aids.

And that's when you
gave her the drugs, right?

Yeah, and she found out that I
had this paper thing going, too.

She offered to write some.

For more medication?

For cash. She gets her drugs
somewhere else now.

How do you know
she takes them?

Come on, the way
she was acting yesterday?

All sweaty and nervous?
She's taking something.

Did she tell you
what the money was for?

No.
You said she ran into a deli.

You know the name of it?
No, but, uh...

it's on the corner
of 96 and Amsterdam.

Let me talk to your big sister.

What do you mean, "boyfriend"?

Who?

Some kid from class?

You tell your sister I want to
talk to her when she gets in.

Yes, about the boyfriend.

Yeah, I miss you, too.

Okay.

Already it's starting.

Yeah, wait until she's 12.

Did you come in here
to depress me?

No, I was just at the deli.
They had Tara's cell phone.

Apparently, she was upset
and left it in the bathroom.

Now there's
a text message on it

from yesterday at 5:30 p.m.

That's after she went missing.

It says, "OMG."

What's that?
"Oh, my God."

"Be home, 6:30.

N." Who's "N"?

My guess is it's Nell Clausen.

So?

I send messages
to her all the time.

Mm-hmm.

I know you met her last night.

I spoke with your neighbor.

He made a positive ID of Tara.

He said you gave her
a package at about 6:30.

I know that ten minutes before
you sent that text message,

you got a call from a pay phone.

Was it Tara?
Yeah, but I never spoke to her.

What
What was in it?

She told me not to tell anybody.
I admire loyalty in friendships,

but you don't have
that option right now.

There's this guy.

He and Tara were
supposed to get together.

What guy?
I don't know his name.

This morning you told me
she didn't have a boyfriend.

He's not a boyfriend,
he's a hookup

and I couldn't tell you about
him, because he's married.

Is that what
the message was about?

What about the package?

He was supposed to take her
somewhere, a-away for the night.

She wanted to borrow my dress
that really looked cute on her.

She was waiting for it
when I got there.

Hey!
Did you get my message?

Yeah. What happened?
I went to his apartment?

So you skipped
S.A.T. class?

Yeah. He was waiting
at the bus stop.

It turns out his wife had to
go out of town last minute.

Oh...
Where is he taking you?

I don't know, he's got a house
in the country somewhere.

Oh, my God. Okay, okay. Stay
here. I'll go get the dress.

Okay.

I am so excited for you.

I know, I'm pretty
excited for myself, too.

I came out later, gave her
the dress, and she left.

And...

you have no idea
who this guy is?

No.
Come on, give me a break.

I don't.

She's your best friend.

She tells you everything.

She doesn't tell you

his name she's
having a fling with?

It's true, she wouldn't
tell me. I swear to you.

I... I don't know!

How long has it been going on?
A while.

I think you should
just drop this whole thing.

Tara's out having
a good time with this guy.

Nothing's happened to her.

You're 16 years old.

What the hell would you know?

Your friend's out there
with some married guy,

whose name you don't even know,
and you think she's fine?

Take a look at this.
Right there in the margin.

"Are you going to Fiona's party?
Check one, yes, no."

Just below that.

"Luke Jamison,
1109 Columbus Ave., #315"?

That's from the third
week of August.

It's a little
over four months ago.

Maybe he's the reason
she quit the swim team.

Yeah, maybe he's
the married guy.

All right, here we go.

Luke Jamison, MD
graduated NYU Med School,

in '95.

So what, that makes
him probably... 34.

No wonder she kept it a secret.

Wow.

Dr. Jamison?

Yeah?
We're with the FBI.

We want to ask you a few
questions about Tara Patterson.

Who?

We found your name in one
of her school notebooks.

Sorry, guys... I, uh...

Maybe this will jog your memory?

Oh, yeah.

I understand that you took her

to your country house
last night?

You realize she's a minor?
She's 15.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

We're talking about the fact
that she's missing.

Let's talk about
this in my office.

First of all,
this is a free clinic.

I can't afford rent
on my studio apartment,

let alone a country house,

and second, that girl
was my patient. That's it.

I've never seen her
outside this clinic, ever.

So what was she coming in for?
That's confidential.

Dr. Jamison, we can go
downtown and get a subpoena,

but that's gonna
take a long time

and slow down the investigation.
Now, why was she here?

All right.

When she came in, she said she
thought she had food poisoning.

She didn't.

You're pregnant.

What?

According to
when you had

your last period, almost four
months.

That's impossible.

I can do another urine
test if you want, but...

I don't have any symptoms.
I'm not getting fat.

No, but it explains why
you've been nauseous.

Are you sure it's not,

like, a lactose thing
or something?

My mom can't eat dairy.

Well, what about your period?

It skips all the time.

When... I'm stressed out
or swimming a lot.

We need to talk about what we're
going to do, looking forward.

I need to get it taken care of.

Tara, you can only
terminate a pregnancy

within the first 14 weeks.

You're way past that.

What do you mean?
You have to do it.

I have a chem test Friday
that I need to study for,

and... our first swim meet is
next week, and there's S.A.T.s,

and...

I'm supposed to go to Harvard.

I can't be pregnant.

But you are.

Okay, so what, does that make
her seven, eight months along?

A little over eight,
and she's a teenager.

That's a risk factor
for premature labor.

So she could
give birth at any time.

Eight months?

According to the doctor, yeah.

How could I not know?

She was good at hiding it,
which is not that uncommon.

Her poncho.

I gave it to her last year.
She hated it.

Since a month,
she's worn it every day.

A lot of things are gonna
make sense now.

Like those pills
you found in Tara's room.

She may have been taking
them to miscarry.

It's why she quit the swim team.

Why wouldn't she tell me? I'm
not some kinda moralistic ogre.

I would've understood and helped
her. She wouldn't have had

to be going through all this.

Maybe she hasn't been.

What do you mean?

Do you have any idea
who the father is?

Eight months ago
it was spring break.

She was at Andover.

They have a two-week leadership
program there.

When she got back,
she told me all about it.

You're joking, right?

No.

Okay, what?

I thought you'd be happy for me.

What about you having sex at 15
could possibly make me happy?

I don't know. Maybe it's
something that I wanted to do?

So if you wanted
to smoke crack,

I'm supposed to be happy
about that?

Please tell me
you used a condom.

Tara, if you're going
to be stupid enough

to have sex,
please be smart enough to...

Yes! We used a condom.

Okay.

Okay. Honey, you've got
such big plans, okay?

We've both worked
so hard for this.

I hope that you're not going
to throw it all away.

I slept with one guy
on my spring vacation.

I just wanted
to have fun for once.

Where are you going?

Out!
Tara.

She didn't come home
until after dark.

This kid from Andover,
do you know his name?

I asked her.
She wouldn't tell me.

A base is a solution
with more OH ions than H ions.

What's Avogodro's theorem?

That matter can be neither
created nor destroyed.

Did you find her yet?
No, not yet.

They're still making us take our
Chem exam. Can you believe that?

Do you know if she met some guy
from Andover last spring?

BOTH:
Yeah.

What was his name?

All I remember is that

they went skinny-dipping
together in some lake.

Gavin. I don't remember his last
name, his first name was Gavin.

Where can I find him?

I think he goes to Keenan Prep.

Thank you.

By the way, Agent Malone?
You were wrong.

Avogodro's theorem says that
equal volumes of different gases

contain the same number
of molecules.

I knew that.

Where were you yesterday
around 4:00?

Basketball practice.
And after that?

I was at home.
What's this about?

It's about Tara Patterson.
She's been missing for 24 hours.

She's also eight-months
pregnant.

Which, working backwards,
would mean she got pregnant

when she was at Andover right
around the time she met you.

Yeah. I knew about it, but she
told me she'd taken care of it.

Last night was the first time
I'd spoken to her in 3 months.

You spoke to her last night?
What time?

10:30.

I was asleep, I didn't even know
who it was when she called.

Who?

Tara Patterson.

Hey, what's up?

I'm sorry. Did I wake you?

Yeah.

Look, I have a midterm tomorrow.
Do you mind if I call you later?

Um, actually, I sort of
need to talk to you now.

You remember when I called you
a few months ago

and told you that I was pregnant
and I'd take care of it?

Yeah.

That really wasn't true.

I mean, I was pregnant, but
it was too late to do anything,

so...

it looks like I'm having it.

Hello?

I'm sorry, did you just say
you're having a baby?

I know you need to sleep,

but it's really starting to hurt
and I need some help.

What do you mean?
You're having it right now?

Can you come over please?
Just for a little while.

You don't ever have
to see me again.

I don't believe this.
You're telling me this now?

I didn't have anyone else
to call.

Call a doctor.

I don't have one.

I don't have anyone.

Tara, I can't leave.

I'm sorry.

If you don't come,

I'm going to do something
to the baby.

I swear to God I will!

Look, Tara,
I can't help you, okay?

Thanks.

Thanks a lot!

I know, I probably should have
called an ambulance

but I was so freaked out.

Any idea
where she was calling from?

No.
You sure
she said

she was going to hurt the baby?

I thought she was bluffing,
but yeah.

Jack.

We ran Gavin's
phone records.

Tara called from Louis Clausen's
office on the Upper West Side.

And how's he related
to Nell Clausen?

He's her father.
All right.

Open up. FBI.

Hello?

Hi.

Hi.

What are you doing under there?

I'm not sure.

This is Agent Fitzgerald.

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

You want to come out here
and lie to me some more?

Where's Tara
and the baby?

They were both gone
when I got here.

I have no idea
where they are, I swear.

You know, you're really starting
to piss me off.

Sorry.

I know you think you're helping
your friend,

but she's walking around
out there with a newborn,

and if anything happens
to that baby,

she's going to jail.

I'm going to hold you
responsible as an accessory.

I was just trying
to be a good friend.

If you really want to be, you
can start by telling the truth.

Okay.

Let's start with how long
have you known about this?

A few months.

How did you find out?

I figured it out
in the locker room.

Since she couldn't have an
abortion, what would she do?

We had a plan.
We came up with it together.

Maybe you should just tell
your mother.

Are you kidding?

She'd shoot me
and then herself

if she ever found out.

I just have
to go somewhere

where I can have the thing
and no one will know.

What about my sister?

In California?

Oh, my God.

It's genius.
She's a nurse.

And she's totally cool, right?

She wouldn't tell a soul.

Okay, well, it's already
been five months,

so November, December,
January, February.

I'm sure I can get enough money
together by then

for a bus ticket.

What about your mom?

Well, I guess at first
she'll think I ran away.

After a few days, I'll call and
tell I had a nervous breakdown.

She'll totally believe that.

And the baby?

I don't know.

I can't talk
about that right now, okay?

All I know is I'm going
to California.

It would have worked.

Except for the fact that
she went into early labor.

And the married guy,
you made that up, right?

Sorry.

But she did come
to my apartment for clothes.

Hers were all wet.

And a blanket. And I gave her
the keys to my dad's office.

So why didn't you come with her?

It was my mom's birthday.

I had to have dinner
with her.

I snuck out at
around 11:00

after my parents
went to bed.

How was she when you got here?
Not good.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

It says here
you need to stay relaxed.

"Tenseness in the body

intensifies
the sensation of pain."

I can't do this!
I can't!

It also says we should be timing
the contractions.

"Um, okay, "Place the hands
on the mother's abdomen

"as contractions begin you will
feel a hardening ball.

Time the intervals."

I don't have a watch.
Do you?

Shut up, Nell, shut up!

Sorry!

Oh, it hurts.

I think
we need to call 911.

No, you can't! You can't!

Okay, okay.

Is it getting any better?

Yeah, a little.

I'm sorry
I told you to shut up.

No, it's okay.

Do you want to walk around?

I heard it goes faster
if you walk around.

No, I just...

I just want to lie here.

Okay.

It went on like that all night.

So what time
was the baby born?

Around 5:00 in the morning.

I had to cut the umbilical cord
with a pair of scissors.

It was so intense.

Was the baby okay?
I don't know, I guess.

What do you mean?
Was the baby breathing?

Yeah, it was screaming.

But I was more
concerned about Tara.

She was crying
so hard.

She wouldn't even look at it.

What happened after that?

I had to check in at home.

So you just left her here.

I was going to come right back.

But you made me go to bus stop,
and then followed me to school.

By the time I got here...

she was gone.

We've got to check all
the Dumpsters in the area.

Danny, call Sanitation.

Find out when they
pick up the trash

around Nell's
father's office.

If it's today,
ask them to hold off.

What about safe havens?
We're calling all of them.

If she's on foot, she's probably
still in Manhattan.

Yeah, and if she's left
the baby outside

and nobody's found it yet,

we've got about two hours
before it freezes to death.

Yeah, so I was headed outside
to have a smoke

when I saw this young girl.

She was sitting...
she was right there.

This her?

Yeah, that's her.

Did you talk to her?

I wasn't planning on it,
but then I heard the baby cry.

Is that yours?

Yeah.

Boy

Girl.

What's her name?

She doesn't have one.

Well, whatever

your name is,
she has your eyes.

Hey...

you want to bring her inside?

Make sure
she's okay...

Huh?

We'll get you both warmed up.

I'll buy you a cup
of hot chocolate.

No.

Okay.

Well, how about I go get
a blanket, a washcloth,

and the very least
we could, uh...

we could clean this white stuff
off her, you know?

She's probably hungry, too.

I'll show you what
to do when I get back.

Wait here, okay?

Don't leave.

So when I came back out,
she was gone.

Did you call security?

Yeah, they looked up everywhere,
but they couldn't find her.

When you guys called I knew
who you were looking for.

Okay, thank you
for your help.

Good luck.

Okay, she could have
left the baby here,

no harm no foul;
why didn't she?

Not ready to give it up yet.

Tara's already
picked her college.

She was going to California
to have her baby.

She's a planner.
Now, she doesn't have a plan.

She needs somewhere warm
to sit and think about

what she's going to do next.

She lives uptown.
This bus goes downtown.

Right near the school.

Yeah, Martin. I found her.
She's by the pool.

Hi.

My name's Jack.

I'm with the FBI.

I've been looking for you.

Would you mind if I, um...

if I sat down next to you?

It's nice here.

I can see why
you'd want to come here.

It's quiet. You can think.

She's beautiful.

Thanks.

Has she had anything to eat?

I just fed her.

You know, your mom is worried
sick about you.

Yeah.

Does she know?

I kind of had to tell her.

Hey, do you mind
if I hold the baby?

Just...

just to make sure
she's okay?

Come here.

Come here, sweetie.
I got you.

Whoa, hello.

Hello.

Oh, it's okay.

She is beautiful.

So do you have a plan yet?

Sort of.

That's good.

My mom's not going to think so.

Well, you know
what parents are like.

No matter how old you get,

you're always their baby.

It doesn't matter
if you threw up on them, or

kept 'em up all night
'cause you were crying, or

'cause you got pregnant.

In the end,

all they want to do is hold you
and tell you that they love you.

She have a name?

Rose.

It's beautiful.

It's my grandma's name.

Well,

welcome to the world, Rose.

You want to go back
with your mother?

Come on, here we go.

Oh.

Now what do you say

we take the two of you
to the hospital,

make sure you're okay?

Okay.

Okay.

[Joni Mitchell singing
"Little Green"]

* Born with the moon in Cancer *

Tara.

* Choose her a name
she will answer to *

Mom.

:
Oh, Tara.
Mom.

Mom, I'm sorry.
Oh.

* Call her green for the
children who've made her *

* Little green.. *

:
Mom.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

It's-It's okay.

* Just a little green,
like the color.. *

Oh, baby.

* There'll be crocuses to bring
to school tomorrow *

Thank you.

* Just a little green *

* Like the nights when the
Northern lights perform *

* There'll be icicles
and birthday clothes *

* And sometimes *

* There'll be sorrow **