Interrogation Part 1

EXT. STREET - NIGHT

Gloria is driving a beater. She talks on her cellphone to Jay

GLORIA
I’m on my way, should I pick anything up for dinner?

JAY
No, I’m good, I just ate.

GLORIA
What did you get for me?

Jay looks into the phone nervously, hamburger in mouth. She hears a siren.

GLORIA (CONT’D)
Oh man, I’m being pulled over. I gotta go, wait it’s your mom, no
it’s your mom in the cop car... and she’s with my mom.

Gloria pulls over. Two police woman approach the window. They are Mrs. Majumdar (60) and Mrs. Gaspar (57). Gloria rolls down the window. Mrs. Majumdar shines a flashlight in her face.

MRS. GASPAR
Do you know how slow you were going?

GLORIA
Mom?

MRS. MAJUMDAR
Answer the question.

MRS. GASPAR
Didn’t you see the sign?

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EXT. STREET - NIGHT
There is a sign on the side of the road that reads “Speed up you’re almost 40”. Flashing light and rain.

MRS. GASPAR
We need to see your licence and registration.

GLORIA
Mom, is this really necessary?

MRS. MAJUMDAR
Licence and registration right now!

Gloria is fishing for her licence and registration. The mom cops are flashing their lights around the car.

MRS. GASPAR
Look at this junker, there’s not even a place for car seat

The back of Gloria’s car is littered with painting supplies and a canvas. Gloria hands over her licence and registration. Mrs Majumdar holds up the licence.

MRS. MAJUMDAR
expired.

GLORIA
What do you mean? My licence is good until next year.

MRS. MAJUMDAR
Not your licence you, you’re expired, you’re 33. Your eggs are rotting.

MRS. GASPAR
Poached.

MRS. MAJUMDAR
Step out of the car.

Gloria is slammed face first onto the hood of the car (tough
cop style) and cuffed. She looks in the camera with a look of horror.

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INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT
Gloria sits across from Mrs. Gaspar and Mrs. Majumdar.

MRS. GASPAR
Are you currently under the influence of birth control?

GLORIA
Um, yes?

MRS. GASPAR
I see. When exactly do you plan on making us grandmothers?

GLORIA
I’m focusing on my career right now.

MRS. MAJUMDAR
(scoffs)
Career! This is a career?

Mrs. Majumdar pulls out a brochure Gloria previously designed.

GLORIA
I spent a month designing that, I’m proud of it.

MRS. GASPAR
That’s really nice dear, have a sip of water, While you look at this!
Mrs. Gaspar slams down a series of photos of old people in
wheel chairs, strapped to IVs all of them are alone.

MRS. GASPAR (CONT’D)
Goody for you Soon you’ll be old, alone and drugged in a nursing
home...

MRS. MAJUMDAR
Ohh why doesn’t my beautiful brochure come to visit me.

GLORIA
We can’t afford to have kids right now.

MRS. MAJUMDAR
I see. How do you explain this?

Mrs. Gaspar Inserts a tape labelled evidence into a TV VHS combo player. Black and white security camera footage plays of Gloria buying a latte and a muffin.

MRS. GASPAR
That was 13.95! You can feed your baby for free.

Mrs. Gaspar gestures at Gloria’s breasts.

MRS. GASPAR (CONT’D)
Your breasts will produce so much milk, you can make your own latte.

GLORIA
That’s supposed to convince me to have a baby?

MRS. MAJUMDAR
Oh we are going to convince you...don’t worry,

Mrs. Gaspar flicks a switch a light behind her reveals
hundreds of flat of eggs stacked from floor to ceiling.

MRS. MAJUMDAR (CONT’D)
You’ve gone through 252 ovulations. That’s 90% of your
eggs down the toilet. Mrs. Gaspar and Mrs. Majumdar start hurling
the eggs at Gloria. Gloria ducks, they hit the wall behind her.

MRS. GASPAR
Flush! Flush your youth away!

MRS. MAJUMDAR
It’s all about me.

GLORIA
Stop! I’ll do what you want just stop!

Mrs. Majumdar pushes a piece of paper towards Gloria.

MRS. MAJUMDAR
Sign here.

Gloria starts to read the contract. (Gloria tries to phone Jay before she signs, cut to Jay dancing around in the living room with loud music playing, he can’t hear the phone). Mrs Gaspar shoves a pen towards her. Gloria takes the pen.

MRS. GASPAR
Okay you can start on the first one now and the second one within two years.

GLORIA
Second one?