INT. LIVING ROOM - LATER
Mark sits in an easy chair reading the paper. Estelle sits
in a matching chair, knitting. Charlotte comes into the
room wearing jeans and a roomy plaid shirt.
Well? Have you come to a decision?
We have decided to take your
offer, and give you the money,but
there is a couple of conditions.
What are they?
As soon as the baby is born you
will sign adoption papers giving
us full unconditional custody of
Done. What's the other condition?
After the baby is born we don't
want to see you ever again. You
will no longer be our
I'll need some maternity
INT. CHARLOTTE'S BEDROOM - DAY
Two weeks later
Charlotte packs clothes into a big steamer trunk. She
closes the lid and exits.
INT. KITCHEN - DAY
Estelle is washes dishes. Charlotte enters and watches her
mother sadly for a moment.
Are you coming with me to Aunt
Alice's place, at least for a
week? You could help me settle
in. You grew up out there.
No I'm not Charlotte, and neither
is your father.
Estelle dries her hands on a towel and turns to face
You agreed to this, charlotte.
We'll go out there the week the
baby is due, but not before. I'll
be talking to Alice on and off,
but there will be no contact with
you at all.
Charlotte leans against the door frame, arms folded.
Why are you being like this, mom?
You don't actually expect to keep
me out of your life forever do
Estelle crosses the room, puts her hands on Charlotte's
shoulder, and speaks angrily, voice raised.
You are selling your baby! Your
own flesh and blood! How are we
supposed to react to that? If you
were a friend's daughter,I would
stop associating with her, too.
Charlotte pushes her mother away and paces the room. she
also speaks angrily.
Just because she got pregnant out
of wedlock? That's really
tolerant of you. You go to church
twice aweek, you've always
preached tolerance to me, and now
here you are, locking me out of
your life. How tolerant is that?
It's not the pregnancy I have the
problem with, it's the fact that
you are selling your baby like a
sweater that you don't like
It's not like I'm selling it on
the black market! It's going to
live with it's own
grandparents. I'm just giving you
custody, that's all.
Custody... for money. It amounts
to the same thing as selling. You
keep calling the child "it" like
it has no gender, no personality.
To you this little one is just a
thing you want to get rid of.
Estelle follows Charlotte as she paces the room.
By the time I was this far along
with you, I already knew in my
heart that you were a girl. A
mother always shows her
preference by calling the child
he, or she, almost from
conception. You have no such
connection. You are cold,and hard
hearted. I cannot love someone
that treats my innocent unborn
grandchild like that.
Fine. Have it your way! As soon
as I'm out of this house, I'm gone
for good. Is that really how you
Estelle nods and starts walking towards the door. She stops
for a moment and faces Charlotte.
That's how I want it. Your father
has a neighbour boy helping him
put your trunks into the station
wagon. He'll take them to the
train station and book them all
the way through to Vancouver.
Your Aunt Alice and Uncle Derrick
will pick them up when they
arrive. You'll be flying first
class as requested. You will be
sent to the airport by taxi, and
that will be the last you will
see of us until the week the baby
Estelle exits and closes the door quietly. Charlotte leans
against the sink, arms folded, Glaring angrily at her
mother as she leaves.
INT. LIVING ROOM - LATER