[Gabrielle's House, nighttime]
(A tired Gabrielle, in a gold dress, walks into the house carrying a red and white striped bucket of fried chicken.)
Gabrielle (wearily): "Hey."
Carlos: "Oh, thank God, I'm starving!"
Gabrielle: "Well, dig in. I am way too tired to eat."
(Carlos catches her wrist as she walks by.)
Carlos: "I'm sorry."
(She sits on the couch and he massages her shoulders.)
Carlos: "So, did you get to go by the hospital? Visit Mama?"
Gabrielle: "I worked ten hours today. I'll go by tomorrow. She doesn't even know when I'm there."
Carlos: "She's gonna wake up soon, I know it."
(He kisses her neck.)
Carlos: "And you know what would make her really happy."
Gabrielle (gets up): "If you say, a grandchild, so help me, God!"
Carlos: "Gabrielle, please!"
Gabrielle: "No, you promised, no babies!"
Carlos: "Things change!"
Gabrielle: "Yeah, I know. The Feds towed away my Maserati. My husband is, is a felon, and I spend my days getting groped by fat tracker salesmen at trade shows. I am well aware things change!"
Carlos: "A baby is solid, a constant."
Gabrielle: "And who is going to be changing the diapers when you're pumping iron in a Federal prison, huh? I like my lifestyle, and I don't want you to kill it."
Carlos: "Well, look around, Gabrielle, it's already dead. And there's nothing you can control."
Gabrielle: "Maybe. But having a baby, that, I can control. You, I can control."
Carlos: "Hey, you can't talk to me like that. I'm still the man of this house."
Gabrielle: "Oh, really?"
(She bends down and picks up the bucket of fried chicken.)
Gabrielle: "The man of the house?"
(She turns and walks toward the front door. She grabs a large white paper bag as she walks.)
Carlos: "Don't walk away from me! Hey, hey! My food!"
(She walks out the front door.)
Carlos: "Gabrielle, come back here right now!"
(She hurries down the steps and down the sidewalk.)
Gabrielle: "I wouldn't go too much farther, you're going to end up back in prison."
Carlos: "Damn it! Gabrielle! Get inside now!"
(She sits down on the edge of the road on the other side of the street. She opens up the bucket of fried chicken.)
Gabrielle: "Mmm."
Carlos: "Hey, I waited all day for that!"
Gabrielle: "Mmm, it's perfect! Oh, mm, crispy and burnt on the outside but nice and steamy on the inside."
(Carlos takes a few tentative steps forward and his ankle bracelet begins flashing and beeping.)
Gabrielle:"Uh, uh, uh! Mmmm. Mmmm. you're the man of the house? You can't even leave it!"
(She holds up a piece of meat, dangling it over her open mouth, then drops it slowly into her mouth.)
(Carlos gives a beastly cry of indignation, turns around, clasps his hands on the back of his neck and stomps back into the house.)