MORNING IN THE FEAR/LOVE HOUSEHOLD, KITCHEN DOWNSTAIRS.
JD IS RUNNING OUT THE DOOR. JULIA AND MONKEY ARE EATING BREAKFAST.
JULIA trows the last piece of her dark rye toast with goat cheese into her mouth, then gets up from the table to put her plate into the sink. The camera follows her gaze to the wall clock-- she is noting the time she finished eating so she can do her glucose reading two hours later.
JULIA: So, Monkey, I am heading upstairs to brush my teeth and get ready. You know what you need to do, right?
MONKEY: I am going to finish breakfast and go brush my teeth too, so we can leave. Are we late yet?
JULIA glances at the clock again.
JULIA: No, we are actually doing ok. We might actually get there before the time you and daddy usually do.
MONKEY downs another spoon of oatmeal and smiles.
The camera follows JULIA upstairs as the instrumental of DUST IN THE WIND begins to play. It continues to play, barely audibly, all through the next scene.
While the camera pans around the bathroom, sounds of JULIA struggling not to throw up as she brushes her teeth are heard. As the camera finishes the sweep, JULIA stands up in the mirror, a bit pale, but looking relieved. A brief moment later a puzzled look comes across her face, and her hand goes to her stomach. With the look of a still ongoing internal calculation she turns towards the shower, takes a step, and reaches to turn the water on. She then withdraws her hand, and walks to her bed. She plops heavily onto the bed and reaches into the drawer of the night table for her doppler.
JULIA lies down, turns the machine on, and the crackling sound of interference comes out. JULIA applies gel, and sticks the probe on top of her belly.
The first sound is the THUM-THUM-THUM of her own heartbeat. JULIA moves the probe, and soon that sound is replaced by the THUD-DUM-THUD-DUM-THUD-DUM of the baby's heartbeat. She listens for a few seconds, then picks up the monitor part of the machine, to watch the numbers dance on the screen.
JULIA lifts the probe, turns off the doppler and reaches for the tissues to clean up.
MONKEY appears on the threshold of her bathroom, visible through the bedroom doorway. She is holding her toothbrush in her hand. The music stops.
MONKEY (cheerfully): So how is our little brother? He didn't die yet, did he?
FADE TO BLACK as THE WALL begins to play. TITLES ROLL.