The Babysitters

Brenda Woodberg:
I can't... this isn't me... I can't do this anymore. I go out for you and I do these things with strangers, and then I get home and I gotta wash this stuff out of my hair before my parents... I can't do it anymore!

Mark Wessler:
Brenda, when you go home I want you to take a picture of yourself, because right now, you're perfection. And I want you to look at that picture every day and never change.

[first lines]

Shirley Lyner:
Shirley Lyner. I'm a junior at Alfred E. Groves high school. This is my babysitting service. The answer is no: mom doesn't drink, dad didn't hit me, Uncle Steve never showed me his privates. I don't even have an Uncle Steve. The money is nice, and paid fellatio isn't that much more humiliating than flipping burgers. But that's not why I do it.

Shirley Lyner:
[on phone] Are we going to hell?

Michael Beltran:
Yup.

Shirley Lyner:
[delighted to be right] I knew it!

Michael Beltran:
I gotta go.

George's Wife Fran:
Shirley has a whole bunch of girls working for her. She's very enterprising.

Jerry Tuchman:
We're the best thing that's ever going to happen to these girls.

Gail Beltran:
[finding Shirley at the Diner] Shirley, hi! You come here? That's so cute.

Brenda Woodberg:
I can't do this anymore!

Shirley Lyner:
Listen to me, Brenda. You want out? You are out. But... be... quiet.

Melissa Brown:
[walking up as Brenda exits, crying] What's going on?

Shirley Lyner:
Family problems.

Melissa Brown:
Yeah, no sh*t.

Gail Beltran:
Michael, I'm only going to say this once. Were you - ?

Shirley Lyner:
So... Should I add you to the roster or are you just a one-timer?

Nadine Woodberg:
[pause] I'll do it again.

Brenda Woodberg:
[at the door, with her sister Nadine] I'm busy tonight, so is it okay if Nadine sits?

George:
[pause] Could I get both of you?

Jerry Tuchman:
[on phone] Hey, Shirley - I would like to order some p*ssy.

Shirley Lyner:
You mind not saying that on the phone?

Melissa Brown:
You know what the pimps say: I didn't make her a ho. She was a ho already.

Shirley Lyner:
That's great. You heard that where?

Melissa Brown:
It's a little silly to regret something that never happened, according to you.

Nadine Woodberg:
[hearing a crash from Shirley's end of the phone] What was that?

Shirley Lyner:
My life.

Shirley Lyner:
We all lead secret lives, even if only in our heads. I guess the question is: Why? Aren't there easier ways to pinch myself awake?

[last lines]

Shirley Lyner:
Guess it was just one of those moments, a unique detail in an otherwise ordinary life.

Melissa Brown:
[talking about babysitting in class] Make any money?

Shirley Lyner:
Yeah.

Melissa Brown:
How much?

Shirley Lyner:
Two hundred dollars.

Melissa Brown:
Jesus, Shirl. What'd you do, suck Mr. Beltran's cock?