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Why don't we see if we can spot Prince Charming?

Hi, I'm Gypsy.

I love Wolverine.

Oh!

Some call me Logan.

But you can call me Scott.

A girl can do a lot with a red wig.

- There's only one redhead for Wolverine: Jean Grey.

- How old are you? - She's 15.

Born in 1995.

I thought you said I was born in 1993.

And one of those, too.

Hey, it's Gypsy from the convention.

So 18 years old,

and you just got your own Facebook.

I'll give you my address

if you ever want to send me a present.

- It's me, Gypsy. - But you're walking.

I am in love and running away

to get married and have kids,

and there's nothing you can do to stop me.

Love, Gypsy, your 19-year-old daughter.

Come on.

Come on, let's go home.

Synced and corrected by -robtor- www.addic7ed.com

Well...

I'm feeling better now. Let's go do your bath.

I'm not really that dirty.

Let's not argue.

I don't want your port getting infected.

Come on.

Okay, Mom.

DEE DEE: ♪ I'll be there ♪

Come on, sing along with me.

I'm not really in a singing mood today, Mom.

Oh, my baby's not in a singing mood.

Come on.

Oh.

Oh, be careful!

I'm not a baby.

Oh, no.

I must have lost count on my calendar.

Why didn't you tell me?

You know this happens once a month.

Ooh, I'll have to clean this.

I have to clean everything.

I'm real sorry, Mom.

Remind me when you last ate?

Breakfast, three hours ago.

Two poached eggs.

Soft, like you told me.

Your blood sugar shouldn't be this high.

As I have repeatedly told you, Mrs. Blanchard,

you need to be getting in at least 30 minutes

of walking a day to start managing this.

We're gonna have to put you on insulin,

and you're gonna have to check your own blood sugar

several times daily.

At least until we can get you under some control.

Wait, is that bad?

Oh, sweet pea.

I'm sure everything will come out all right.

It always does when we're together.

It's not great. Your mom is really sick.

Is she...

- Is she gonna die? - Oh, no.

Worst-case scenario, she could.

Type 2 diabetes can be fatal.

Oh, you're upsetting my daughter.

I'm sorry, that's not my intention.

But this is serious.

You're gonna need daily injections.

Oh... Oh, sweet pea.

She hates needles.

She's gonna have to get over that

so she can help me.

It's not getting shots herself she hates so much.

It's seeing her mama get punctured in any way.

I'm sorry, Gypsy, baby, but I'm gonna need you now

every single day.

Will you lift up your shirt for me?

So you'll grab a piece of the abdomen...

and then pierce it with the needle.

And then inject.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday dear Gypsy ♪

♪ Happy birthday ♪

Oh!

♪ To you ♪

Yay, yes!

Oh, don't worry... it's sugar-free.

Oh, I spent a long time thinking about what to get you.

'Cause I'm finally 18 now?

- I guess I lost track. - Oh, don't you get smart.

You remember what I told you?

That was a typo on that card.

You were born in 1995,

not 1991.

You think I don't remember the day you were born?

No, of course not.

I'm sorry.

Just, um... 18.

It feels very, um...

grown up.

Well, you're not like other 18-year-olds.

You'll always be my little baby.

But I hate seeing you so lonesome.

Ooh, you're not gonna believe what I got you for your birthday.

Ooh!

Come on.

Okay.

Here.

Oh, my gosh!

Guinea pigs!

Oh, oh!

Hi!

Oh, I'm gonna name this one Moo Moo

and this one Boo Boo.

Thank you, Mom!

Thank you! Hi, little guys.

Oh. I'm gonna go take my nap.

You want me to put them in their new cage?

No, no, that's okay. They can stay out.

Aww.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mom.

You're welcome.

I bet you'd like to go outside

and get a little birthday sun, huh?

Okay.

This is very important, okay?

We have to be quiet.

We can't wake her up.

Okay.

Okay, stay there.

Hey.

Hey.

You look good.

Do you know how they're doing?

They seem fine.

I got lunch ready. You coming in?

Yeah, I might go and say hi to her first.

I just worry about her. She doesn't have any friends.

Do you have to?

If you go over there, you'll get trapped all day.

I'll be a minute.

Hey, Gypsy!

Um...

I'm gonna try and transfer out of Twain next year.

Or, I was.

But I met this guy,

and he, like, lives here, so I don't know.

Maybe I don't want to move to Kansas City anymore.

Maybe I shouldn't go far.

How did you meet him?

Um, it was online.

I don't know, I feel kind of weird about that.

I'd never done it before, but my roommate?

She's an Evangelical, and she signed me up

for this thing called "ChristianDatingForFree. com."

It's super dorky.

I thought online dating was for serial killers, but...

Oh.

Jaden's not that.

I mean, he's got a good job in construction.

Or, he did.

He got sick, so they kind of fired him.

- Can I see it? - See what?

Oh, the website.

Oh, yeah, sure.

- Hold on, here. - Come here, Boo Boo.

Um...

it's cool 'cause it shows you who's nearby.

Um, I thought I knew everybody in this town,

but I never met Jaden before.

Look.

Huh.

Oh, my God, is that Matt Sutherland?

No way.

The lawnmower guy?

Oh, my God, it says he's into anime.

He's one of those guys.

Oh.

Hello?

Hi, Dee Dee. It's me.

- Oh, is this about... - Put Gypsy on.

I want to say happy birthday.

Honestly, she doesn't know it's her birthday.

- What?

I don't want to get her hopes up,

give her anxiety about how many years she's got left.

All the doctors say it's the best thing to do

in her condition.

What's her condition? Did something new happen?

I-I thought you said

she'd been doing all right lately, you know?

Is there something I should know?

Oh.

Oh, Rod, it's the doctor's office.

- I gotta take this call. - Dee Dee, I really wish

you would tell me what's going on...

- Hello? - Hi.

Am I speaking to Claudinea Blanchard?

Why, yes, it is.

This is Dr. Buchanan's office

confirming the schedule

for the eardrum lancing next month

for her new ear tubes, and I noticed in her file

it says her birthday is in 1995

even though on her Medicaid card it says 1991.

Yes, that's correct.

That would still mean she turned 18 this week...

Which means

we're going to need Gypsy to come in

and give her signed consent.

Uh...

She's an adult now, after all.

So unless there are guardianship papers,

Ms. Blanchard,

Gypsy's now old enough

that we have to get her informed consent

- on invasive procedures. - Oh... my... God.

Understood.

Uh, I'll get it taken care of

as soon as the lawyer can see me.

- Oh. - Look at him.

Wow.

- Oh, Mom. - Hi, Dee Dee.

Well, hello, Miss Lacey.

So nice to see your pretty face around here.

Yeah, I couldn't resist saying hi

to Gypsy's new little friend.

Oh, I understand.

Heard something about a new boyfriend.

Boy, you do go through 'em, hmm?

I guess.

I thought I told you those are indoor pets.

There's wild animals out here.

Snap Boo Boo up.

We'd find his head out on the lawn.

He's safer inside.

Okay.

That's a good point.

I should go anyway. My mom's waiting for me.

Oh, do say hello for us.

Yeah, I will. Okay.

Bye, Boo Boo.

See ya.

Bye, Lacey.

You shouldn't be outside without me!

But, Mom, I was just showing Lacey...

No, there are men who stalk neighborhoods

looking for kids!

They push you in a big van and that's it!

I was just on the front porch, Mom!

She shouldn't be talking to you about that stuff!

- About men. - Well, I asked her about it.

You shouldn't be doing that!

I'm gonna go talk to her.

No, Mom, please don't do that.

I was just... she was just telling me how nice he was!

You need to calm down!

"Calm down"?

I never once disrespected my mama

the way you do nearly every day!

I prided myself on being a good daughter!

Now you sit here and you think about that!

No...

I never get to see her anymore.

Quiet!

Remind me... dad's not in the picture, right?

That's right.

Well, in order to execute a legal guardianship,

we would need a local doctor to sign an affidavit

about her diagnoses...

Oh, yes.

And then there is the hearing to get through.

Mm.

That is such a lovely bunny.

I'm gonna get one just like that for my niece.

I'm just gonna ask you a few questions, all right?

Can you read?

Yes.

Some, but...

but not good.

Good. Okay, can you write?

I can sign my name.

Say you were home alone and feeling sick.

What would you do?

I would... call my mom.

And if your mom didn't answer?

I would call 911.

Okay.

And if you ended up at the hospital

and they said that you were having

a severe allergic reaction,

what would you say that you needed?

I would say that I needed an EpiPen.

And that also

to please try and call my mom again.

Good.

Good.

Mrs. Blanchard, I need to explain something

about Missouri state law.

In order to obtain a guardianship over your daughter,

we would need to convince a judge

that she's incapacitated.

Well, she's in a wheelchair.

The case law's very specific. Physical deficits don't matter.

What the court would want to know

is if Gypsy could think for herself.

Well, all her doctors say

that she's... delayed.

I usually say, you know,

she's got the mind of a seven-year-old.

I understand you feel that way,

but your daughter can answer specific questions

about her health.

- What... - A judge would ask her

all the same things that I just did.

I'm afraid there's just no way

you'd be awarded a guardianship.

In the eyes of the law, she's her own person.

I see.

Well, thank you.

I'm sorry I can't be more help.

It's fine.

I don't know why she was asking you all those questions.

I'm your mother.

I was only being honest.

Oh, I know, Gypsy Bee,

but we need those papers.

Your doctor...

Medicaid, Make-A-Wish Foundation,

disability, all of it.

We could be homeless again.

We could be in big trouble.

Big trouble.

What does... what does that mean?

I'll explain it to you later.

Oh, I feel terrible.

I'm sorry, Mama.

Why am I always at the bottom of my list?

I feel like no one cares for me.

Mom, why don't you sit down?

- Oh... - Come on.

You'll sit down, you'll feel better.

Let me help you.

- Here. - Ohh...

Oh...

Ah, that does feel better.

What do we have to get today?

Oh, just...

Oh...

Oh...

Do you want me to go and shop the list?

Oh, just...

Just sit with me for a minute.

It's okay, I can do it.

I'll come right back, I promise.

Oh...

okay.

Here, hold Bunny.

I'll be right back, I promise.

Okay.

Hello, there.

Are you lost?

Oh, no.

Actually, um, I was hoping

you could help me with something.

I'm on kind of a secret mission.

Okay, is it black ops?

Sorta.

You see, it's my mom's birthday soon,

and, well, she's just the best mom in the whole world,

and I want to do something really special for her.

And she keeps saying

that she really, really wants a laptop.

Um, how much is one?

I don't have a lot of money.

Well, we have these for $169.99.

That's... okay, yeah, I have enough for that.

Oh, c-could you... could you count that out for me?

Sure, sweetie.

Oh.

You know, your mom is very lucky to have you.

Nobody buys me any computers.

I'm very lucky to have her, too.

There you go, sweetie.

Thank you so... thank you very much.

- Have a good day. - You, too.

Gypsy Rose Blanchard,

please report to the customer service desk.

Gypsy Rose Blanchard.

I'm so sorry that I took so long.

I... I couldn't find anything.

I just... I got so lost.

I couldn't even find the pharmacy and I just...

Young lady, your mother's not feeling well.

It's okay. I just need to go home.

Oh.

Um...

do you just want to go to the car?

Yeah, let's go.

Yeah.

Just hold on to me.

Okay.

Mom, I can't.

Here.

Hold it.

You remember in "The Hunger Games"

how Katniss volunteers for her sister?

Well, Katniss doesn't want to go to the Hunger Games.

She does it 'cause she loves her little sister.

Do you love me?

Come on.

Yep.

Oh.

Yeah, that's it.

Oh, that's a good girl.

That's a good little girl.

"Looking for a...

long-term relationship."

It's perfect, right?

It's like Rapunzel.

You're paying the rent on that place?

If it were me, he'd do the same thing.

Medical bills? How are you going to

at that rate?

I don't know, we'll just figure it out.

God, Mom,

why can't you just be happy for us?

You know what, I'm sick of this shit.

You wait.

- Come on, Lacey... - Wait, Mom...

Don't leave like that. Let's keep talking.

Lacey, can I talk to you?

Sorry, Dee Dee, but now's not really a good time.

Real quick.

I heard what you were saying to Gypsy.

- She told me. - What?

You don't know what you're doing,

putting ideas into her head.

I... I'm sorry, Dee Dee.

I... I still don't know what you're talking about.

She doesn't know anything about men.

She doesn't even know what sex is.

I... I don't know what Gypsy told you,

but I... I wasn't talking about sex.

She's got the mind of a child.

Everything to her is rainbows and unicorns,

and she thinks Rapunzel is a real person.

I... I know Gypsy's not like everyone else,

and I would never do anything...

You already did.

I did not.

I'll thank you to stay away from...

Dee Dee! Oh, my God, Mom!

- Oh, my God, what happened? - I don't know.

She just fell over.

Mom?

She'll be okay. I think she fainted.

Mom?

Why now? Why'd you choose me as the matchmaker?

I'm still having a hard time.

I really need help in finding a guy

- that I can commit to. - I want you to really...

Is there anything else I can get you?

Oh, watch a... watch a movie with me.

We could watch "Twilight."

I know it's your favorite movie,

and I haven't let you watch it for years.

Um, I'm kinda tired, Mom.

Oh, please, please, please.

Oh, it could be a treat.

It could be a treat for both of us.

I would love that.

Okay.

You're so cold.

I don't want to hurt you.

I cannot live without you.

Oh!

Oh...

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Yes, I've been talking to the hospital

about those guardianship papers.

Well, they said you could draft something

called a power of attorney?

Yes, indeed I can.

Oh...

Oh, great.

It's not the same thing as a guardianship, though.

Uh, Gypsy would need to sign it.

She has to consent to a power of attorney.

It's like I told you a few weeks ago,

she gets to decide these things herself.

Well, that shouldn't be a problem.

The hospital said then I don't need the guardianship.

Yeah, well, that's only sort of true.

A power of attorney

only gives you power over your daughter

in the event that she became incapacitated.

Mostly it means that just...

people would come to you

before they'd come to any other family member.

Oh, of course, of course.

Well, you know,

her father has nothing to do with her.

It would be a disaster if he ever got involved.

Well, it would effectively make you

her caregiver in the eyes of the law.

Oh, give me such peace of mind to have this.

If you could just draft it up for me?

Hello?

Uh, sure... sure thing.

I'll, uh... I'll call you when it's ready.

Thank you.

Hmm.

Um...

I'm really glad that we're doing this.

- Me, too.

I feel, um...

I feel shy, though.

Why?

We talked all night...

pretty much all week.

I know, but...

it's... we haven't, like, seen each other,

you know, until right now.

Right.

Um, can you twirl around for me?

I want to see you.

I want to see your, um,

your, um, your body.

Not like in a... a bad way.

I just want to see, like, the whole of you.

Right, um...

Oh, actually, I...

well, I, um... I can't.

Why?

Um, I'm worried that if I tell you, you won't...

like me anymore.

I would like you no matter what.

Okay, well...

I guess I'm just nervous to tell you, but...

um, I use a wheelchair.

Oh, okay.

Can't really see it.

Also, this isn't really my hair.

Right now I can't actually grow hair

because I am sick.

I... I have all these, uh... these challenges.

Do you... still like me?

Of course I do.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

I actually have some challenges of my own.

Really? What kind?

It's hard to explain.

It's like, when I was 14 or 15

I saw a glimpse of something in my eye.

And I didn't know what it was,

but it kept gnawing at me.

Does it hurt?

What?

The thing that's in your eye.

Does it hurt?

Oh...

No.

No, it's not like a splinter or anything like that.

Oh, okay.

It's more like, um...

it's more like another personality.

Actually...

yeah, I think I do have, you know,

multiple personalities.

Oh.

But, um, don't worry,

because there is a good one.

It's me, Nick.

But the other one is dark.

Actually, he's a vampire.

His name is Victor.

Um...

that's okay, I...

I guess that I'm...

I guess that I'm a lot of different people, too.

Hey, Dee Dee.

Are you all right?

Oh...

Oh, there.

And we haven't talked

since that day we had the big fight.

Oh, my, I can't imagine that.

Oh, here.

I'm not gonna be the one that calls first.

I mean, she's gotta call me after what she said.

Oh, I can't imagine what I'd do with Gypsy

if she spoke to me like that.

I was wild, you know?

Mm, well, I believe it.

I hated my mom.

She never said one word about nothing I did.

- Was too wrapped up in herself. - Well, that's awful.

I said I wasn't gonna be like that, and I ain't been.

Lacey hates me anyway, though.

Sometimes we have to make them hate us.

Sometimes it's the only way

if we tell 'em the truth.

Wish there was another way, though.

My mama used to say,

"Sometimes the only way...

out of the fire is through it."

What does that mean?

Oh, I used to think it meant you have to be brave.

But then I realized...

she meant you have to suffer.

You learn more from it.

I'm afraid, though.

She's never gonna come back here...

and that she thinks I'm the fire

- she's gotta walk through. - Mm.

She doesn't understand I'm trying to protect her.

You ever feel that way?

Oh, of course.

Of course, all the time.

That's what being a mom is...

never being sure you're doing the right thing,

but doing it anyway.

- That's it, Dee. - Mm.

- That's exactly it. - Okay.

Oh...

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Oh, Gypsy?

- Mom? - Oh...

oh, I don't feel good.

Oh, I'm real sick.

Um, here, let me...

do you want me to... Do you need an ambulance?

No, no, no, just stay with me.

Whoa, whoa! Okay.

- Oh, Gypsy. - Um, let's lie down.

Okay.

Oh, it's like Sleeping Beauty pricking her finger

on the spinning wheel.

Um, is 72 low?

Real low.

But I'll be okay.

Just stay with me.

I been thinking about what to do

now that you're 18,

of an age to know certain things.

Like what?

Like lying and cheating is wrong.

And not just in the Bible.

You can get arrested for it.

- I know. - I know you know.

I know my family told you that I went to jail.

Going to jail was the worst thing

that ever happened to me.

There are bad people in there, Gypsy.

Someone tried to stab me

with a knife she made out of razorblades.

I don't ever want that to happen to you.

No, I don't...

I don't want that to happen to me, either.

Oh, good.

'Cause I figured out a way...

to keep us both safe.

Here, I need you to sign these papers.

And everyone will know...

everything's the same between us.

That you are still my child...

in your mind.

But I'm old enough to...

You're old enough to be blamed...

for everything we have ever stolen.

Every lie we ever told.

They're gonna blame you, Gypsy.

That's what it is to be an adult.

You'll be responsible.

I'm trying to protect you from that.

I just need you to sign this...

so I can protect you.

Okay, Mama.

Okay.

- Oh... - Okay.

Yeah.

You're such a good girl.

Oh...

you're such a good girl to me.

I'm trapped.

Yeah...

I can't get away.

I can't tell anyone.

You can tell me.

No, no, it's a secret, and...

and even you might hate me if I tell you.

You can tell me anything, Gypsy.

No matter what it is, I will always accept you.

Okay.

I don't really need a wheelchair.

What?

She makes me stay in it.

And for a long time I thought I needed it,

and she says that if I walk around...

that I'll get sicker, and I believed her.

But I'm pretty sure that she made it up.

And I've been going along with it,

and we've fooled a lot of people.

And they're all gonna be so mad

if I ever, ever tell them, so...

I'm trapped.

I... I love you, Gypsy.

Oh, I love you, too.

Can I show you something?

- Uh-huh. - I think it's something

that might make you feel better

about being trapped, I think.

In what way?

Like, where I could be your prince in real life.

Or...

you let me teach you about something...

that I really think you might like.

What is it?

It's called "BDSM."

Aah! Mom!

What were you doing?!

What were you thinking?!

What are you hiding from me?

What do you have to say for yourself?

I'll just get another one.

- What? - You heard me!

I'll just get another one.

Mom, what are you doing?

No, stop, stop, stop!

Mom!

Mom!

What are you doing?

Quiet!

- Quiet! - Please...

Stop it!

Don't!

Mom, are you... Mom?

Why?

Gypsy!

Don't leave me! I can't...

I can't make it without you!

Gypsy, come back.

Please. I'll never do it again.

I'll never do it again!

I promise! I promise, baby!

Don't leave me! I'm so sorry, so sorry.

I feel so much better already.

I am your angel.

And I protect you,

and you protect me, remember?

Oh...

I love you.

You're such a good girl.

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Don't worry.

I'm here.

I will take care of you.

Even when I'm not here, I'm here.

I will tell you exactly what to do to feel safe.

You will?

Lie on the bed.

Yes, sir.

First that hand.

Now that one.

Tighter.

Tighter.

It's as tight as it can go, sir.

Are you sure?

Because my dark side

doesn't like to be disappointed.

I'm sure.

Then I guess you're ready.

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