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From last time Gracie, Gena Fran and max in car going to Hospital
Gena:Probebly
Max:But he should be there for Fran
Gracie:Point
Fran:And daddy's always (remembering stuff) well almost always there
Max:Realy? Almost alway's.. must stink not having daddy there all the time huh sweety
Gena:MAX!(looking fed up)
Gracie:Dad...
Gena:Would you please stop being so insensitive you rude jerk?!
Max:(looking back) no fight's in the car
Gena:Oh ok whatever your making me mad MAXWELL
Fran:(scream) Gena shut the hell up (turning to cry)
Gena:(tears in eyes) oh.. ok (sits back)
Gracie:Fran! How dare you talk to Gena like that!
Gena:(hesitant, touchiong Gracies hands) No! Gracie, its quite alright.. realy
Fran:Girls! STOP.(shaking)
Max:Gena, I wasent, trying to be rude
Fran:Maxwell would you stop! Your not helping... .......any
Maxwell:Well darling..
Fran:Listen my dad aint....OUCH!(grabbing stomach)god....something's wrong.. oue!
Gracie:Fran....Mom what's wrong? (touching Fran's hair)
Gena:Maxwell hurry hurry!( gripping Fran's hand)
Fran:HURRY!(closing eye's tight)
Max:ok ok ok (throuign hands)
at hospital Fran Gracie Gena Max and now Silvia not Morty
(every body sitting in waiting room sept Fran and Max they are in the Emergency room)
Gracie:I hope mom's alright(suddenly hugging silvia)
Silvia:I'm sure she'll be fine(holding purse)
( then in er(emergency room))
Doctor:Fran it may take a while too figure out what's going on, you can go home and we can call you when we find out what it is
Fran:Doctor I have to confess..the other Docttor you know Richard's did he tell you that I was rapped my Dr. William's?
Dpctor:My god no he did not(writing something down on his paper)
Max:Does he work here?
Doctor:No but he did until he left yesterday(looking concered)
Fran:(rolling eye's) wonder why?!
Doctor:I will let your family in
(doctor walking out side)
Doctor:you may come in
Gena:And me?
Doctor:Are you family?
Gena:I am a foster child
Doctor:I' m affraid only immideite family is aloud at this time
Silvia:But she's had the best mother daughter bond with Fran for the past 4 days!
Doctor:(shaking head) I'm sorry....no
Gena:Gracie tell Fran I love her k?
Gracie:(looking back) ok
(back in er)
Doctor:Fran I will be back in a second
Fran:(looking around) Where's Gena?
Max:They can't of left her out there?
Silvia:(hugging Fran) they did they said only immediate family at this time
Fran:But they dont even know if this is serious she has every right to be in here(looking concerned)
(doctor walking back in)
Doctor:ok Fran I need to take some more blood
Fran:Why can't Gena come in?
Doctor:She is not immediate family
Max:Well what if she is?
Doctor:That trick dont work any more belive me we've had family's come in here with foster's
Gracie:Fran?Mom? Gena told me to tell you that sh love's you
Fran:(looking depressed) thank you Grace for telling me(then suddenly looking sad)
Doctor:Fran you ok?
Fran:(grabs stomach immediatly) (scream's loudly) owe it hurt's OWE
Doctor:Fran your bleeding
Gracie:(gasping ) Eww (walks out)
Silvia:(grab's Fran) Darling dont ...dont worry
Max:(running around) Hurry find help...Fran Darling stay there
Fran:I'm bleeding?!(trying not to panic)
(out in waiting room)
Gracie:Oh my god!
Gena:(rushing over) What ! What's! Wrong?
Gracie:She started screaming then.....then she began bleeding
Gena:(crying) Miss carrage?Natural Abortion?
Gracie:I dont know
Gena:Not Fran???(helpless)
(back in er)
Doctor:Here fran wrap your shelf in this.....WE NEED HELP IN HERE(handing Fran a towel)
( three doctor's race in)
Doctor 1:Fran hunny we need to get you in this other bed here
Doctor:ok (pulling hair)
(all doctor's rush out door Fran in bed Maxwell right there silvia rushing over to girls)
Gena:(screaming) FRAN!
Silvia:(hugging both girls) It's ok it's a little comlication
Gracie:(sorry face) Fran?
(where there rushing Fran into hostpital room)
Fran:Oh my god owe!
Max:Here darling you need to switch bed's
Doctor 2: here Fran nice and easy(helping Fran into bed)
Doctor 3:(giving Fran a shot) It's going to hurt slightly
Doctor:Fran can you lay down and put your leg's in these holder's ...thank's
Fran:What are you doing
Max:(whiping Fran's sweaty fore head) Honey there looking for the problem I assume
Doctor 1: it's going to be alright
(back where Gracie and Gena are at)
Gena:What's going on now?
Silvia:well I just found out she is in the hospital and they need us there let's go
Gracie:(following) I ain't going in there agian
Gena:Maybe she's calmer
Max:(walking out to them)Hello Fran is ok she's resting while the doctor's are running tests you can all come in
Gena:But i'm not....
Max:I dont care she want's you
(they walk into the room)
Gena:Hey Fran...whats wrong?
Fran:Nothing much sweety
Gena:(sitting at one of the 4 chairs by the bed) ok
Maxwell:Sit you all
Silvia:(sitting) Well Frannie whats wrong?
Fran:I dont know..but I have a terrible feeling one twin is dead
Gracie:Yo!Fran dont think that
Fran:ok
Silvia:Where's Brighton and Maggie?
Gena:I'll call Maggie's cell..Max give me your cell(walking out room with cell phone)
Fran:I hate this..it seems like nothing but bad stuff happens to us...and it seems to have gotten worse since we married
Max:(putting hands on Fran's) Now thats not true its gotten fairly worse not totaly
Silvia:Yes it...
Gracie:Dont Silvia(looking at her) sorry
Gena:(walking back in) Maggie was shocked..Shes driving Brighton to and there..well coming
Fran:Damn how shocked?
Gena:Fran C'mon she's pretty worried bout you...so am I
Max:I'll go wait at the door for them(leaving)
Gena:(sitting)Fran are you going to OK
Fran:(putting hands up) Of course
Silvia:Well I hope of course
Fran:Ma' dont worry i'm sure i'll be outta here in a minute
Max:(running into room) I just got word that Morty's coming with the twins.. he's to worried to just sit at home alone
Gracie:Good we'll all be here
Gena:This is good..(voice fading)all your family..sept me
Gracie:(touching Gena's shoulder) Stop being down
Gena:(Grinning)I'm not trying
Max:Well i'll go back and wait(walking out)
Fran:Well the doctor's said they'd be back any second
Silvia:I need a drink of water i'll be right back
Gracie:(looking at Silvia's pushing look) Oh, yeah i'm real thirsty too(walking out)
Gena:We have never really talked have we?
Fran:(picking up her glass of water) No, your right, we have never had a good talk.
Gena:(looking around) Oh, look at those baby photo's
Fran:(looking at the pictures hanging on the wall) How darling
Fran:Look at that baby with a sailor's hat
Gena:(giggling) Yeah..and that one wear the baby's gotta towel over his head
Fran:(Fran grabbing her stomach)Owe
Gena:(getting slightly up) Fran!Are you alright?
Fran:(looking determind)I'm fine, really
(then Silvia,Gracie,Max,Morty,Brighton ,Maggie and the twins walk in)
Eve:(Rushing up to Fran)Mommy mommy lookie at what I drawed
Fran:(grasping picture Eve drew of a rose) Well that's a beautifull rose sweety
Jonah:(pushing Eve aside) Yeah,Mommy look at my name I drew in big letters!
Fran:Well your getting to be a great writer darling(tapping his head)
Gena:Let me see that name Jonah
Jonah:(Walking up to Gena)ok
Maggie:(stepping forward)Mom,whats wrong(every one grabs a chair and gathers round only Maggie stands as Maggie stands by her)Is is physical...well of course I...
Fran:Honey, calm down I'm sure it's ok
Doctor:(walking in, every one but Max backs off )I'm affraid we have some bad news
Fran:Before you get to the point how bad?
Doctor:Well it's hard to say this but pretty bad
(Every one gasp's Eve crys and hugs Maggie,Morty comforts Silvia Max comforts Fran Brighton stands by Gena and Jonah)
Fran:(Sniffiling)ok, let's her this
Doctor:Well it apper's baby A is dead
Fran:(crying along with gulping)A miss-carrige
Doctor:Actually yes
Max:And the other child(Maxwell says jumping)
Doctor:This baby has Measles,,carried by Fran to the baby really
Silvia:That means
Doctor:It means..this is a typical pregnancy disease..you see there's a 98% chance the baby will be mentally challenged
Fran:(gasping,putting hands over face crying)
Gena:(standing) Oh Fran (by now all the family is around Fran
A week or so after
(every one in kitchen standing)
Fran:Well i've made....Max and I have made a desicion to adopt the baby out to a loving and caring family
Maggie:Realy, what if you change your mind?
Fran:Oh, I cant(sitting down
Morty:Ok so the baby that died you have him barried in the Jewish cemetary, the tomg stones getting ready to be printed,whats it going to say
Fran:Aww I've thought of that(pulling a piece of paper out of her blouse) Here...Samuel Shefield died April 1st 2004..Then my saying...Even thou an unborn child lies here he was loved tenderly.So What do you think (looking happy)
Gena:(depressed)It's wonderfull
Maggie:It's cute
Max:It's nice
Gracie:it's the best thing you could ever say about a baby we never knew(everyone else nods)
Fran:good cause I think so too(walking outside and beyond)
Maggie:Where the hell's she going?
Gracie:Who cares..Whats up with her attitude
Brighton:Yeah she's acting like nothings wrong..and I know you gotta get over it or not but C'mon Fran always expresses hershelf
Silvia:She's just trying to put this beyond her memories
Gena:She can never do that this is basiclly her son..apart of her..I think it's emotional
Max:Yeah I agree with you Gena
Eve:Why's mommy crying the baby was never born
Gena:(kneeling) Babe it's ok ..mommy's gonna be alright
Eve:ok good!
Jonah:Mommy's crying out there look!
Max:I think we need to leave her be , for now
Gena:poor Fran..reall I feel terrible
Morty:It's a big deal we all know
All:(sigh)Hmm
Max:I'm off to bed
Gena:Me too
Gracie:me three
Brighton:night yhall..going to the apartment
Maggie:I'll stay here i'll sleep with Gracie
Eve:C'mon Jonah lezz sleep this stuff off(grabbing his hand)
Jonah:ok
Silvia:Morty lets just sleep in the basement geust room
Morty:alright
Fran:(walks in as everyone dissappers, sits and rocks back and forth)
Max:(walks in and see's Fran) Honey come too bed
Fran:ok(grabbing his hand)
as we fade out they are walking up stairs
Bloopers - 4
The End
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