Danny and his Mom move from town to town like gypsies, always looking for the greener grass. Danny has gone to five schools in the last four years, and each time they move, it gets harder for his Mom to make ends meet. It's finally starting to eat away at her pride and self respect.
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Danny: Hi Mom, how's work? Do you think we're going to stick around this time? I sure hope so, I feel like I'm starting like this school..Hey I made you some supper...would you like something to drink with it? (Beat) Great! (Timidly) Hey Mom? You know, since we've been moving around, I hadn't really had a chance to make any friends, and I was wondering if I could borrow twenty dollars this Saturday, to take out this girl I met a couple of days ago at school. I haven't really asked her out yet, but she seems pretty nice. She actually took the time to get to know me. I figured maybe you could spare a little, since we don't go out all the time. (Beat) What! Why not! Well how about ten?....Not even ten dollars, it's NOT like I ask you for money every day!....I don't get it, have I done something wrong? Have I disappointed you in some way. I mean, it's not like I sit around on my butt all day watching television or ditch my chores...I go to school every day, maintain a 3.2 grade point average, while moving all over the darn state, and after school, I go to work washing dishes five nights a week at that greasy restaurant....I never complain and I never get paid!....And you know why?....Tell me mom, why don't I have any money?! Because I give it all to you, I don't see a red cent...and to tell you the truth, I don't think I've ever remember cashing one of my own checks...they go straight from my hand to yours, I never get a penny!...I'm sick of begging for my money, I'm sick of having to help you make ends meet!....It's over, you hear me! Just give me two more years, when I graduate I'm out of here!....GONE FOR GOOD!...NOT COMING BACK!...DO YOU GET IT! I want to cash my own checks!....When I'm hungry, I want to buy myself a hamburger, and if I see a girl I like, I want to be able to take her out....I think I deserve that, I think I deserve to enjoy life like everyone else! I hate you and I'm tire of helping you live out your pathetic life! (Beat) What!...Well say SOMETHING (Pause) Mom....Mom....Mom I'm sorry...Did you hear what I just said? I'm sorry...Please, just don't cry I can't take it. Mom you know I would never really leave you by yourself....I got a little angry...I'm sorry. Hey, why don't we go to the store and rent a movie instead, and I'll pop up some popcorn...Wouldn't that be fun? We could rent one of those comedies that you like...I love you Mom...I'm always there for you.
