Walking the Halls2012

Holly Benson:
[Casey unemotionally walks the streets after exiting the hotel. She finally phones her mother. The line rings] Casey.

Casey Benson:
[softly, voice slightly breaking] Mom.

Holly Benson:
Honey! Honey, what's the matter? What is going on?

Casey Benson:
[weeping] I need you to come pick me up.

Holly Benson:
Okay, okay. Where are you? [cut to a shot of their home at nighttime] So, how many girls are involved in this?

Casey Benson:
[in casual clothes, hair up, resting head on her hand] I can't say, really. A few.

Holly Benson:
[concerned, determined] I mean, are they all from your school?

Casey Benson:
Mom, I told you, I can't talk about it. [turns to her mom]

Holly Benson:
Here. [hands her a cloth ice pack for her cheek] This pimp, wh-where did you meet this pimp?

Casey Benson:
Mom, stop. All I can say is that they're dangerous, and if I say anything...

Holly Benson:
Honey, we can't let them get away with this. They're gonna do it to - to another girl. Somebody has to stand up to them.

Casey Benson:
Mom, they'll kill me, okay? So just drop it.

Holly Benson:
Honey, if they've threatened you, then we're going to the police.

Casey Benson:
My God, no, no. Definitely *not* the police. Promise me you will not call the cops.

Holly Benson:
[passionately, yet gently] Why?

Casey Benson:
[thinks for a few moments] I don't want to tell them what I did. I don't want to tell them I'm a prostitute.

Holly Benson:
[takes her face] Honey, they deceived you. They pulled you into something you didn't want to do.

Casey Benson:
[shakes head, not looking into Holly's eyes] Not really. I chose it. I... chose to take the money. [more confident sounding] No one made me do it. I'm not who you think I am, Mom. I'm not who *I* thought I was.

Holly Benson:
Oh, baby, you are. You are still the same little girl that I loved from the moment you were born. [nods, whispers] We all make bad choices. I've made some bad choices. This doesn't define you.

Casey Benson:
[emotionally, shaking head] I'm sorry.

Holly Benson:
No, I'm so sorry. [they embrace] Oh, baby. Honey, I ove you more than anything in the whole world! [Casey continues weeping and they retract from the embrace]

Casey Benson:
Let's just move. Let's just get out of L.A. I don't want to live here anymore.

Holly Benson:
[caresses her head and cheek] We're gonna get through this. [whispers] I promise you. [grasps Casey's head and kisses her forehead]