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| | Tracy Freeland in Thirteen | | Character back story: | Tracy is teenage girl who is dragged into the teenage world of sex, drugs and petty crime by her best friend Evie. She rebels against her mum Mel, and finds their relasonship ripping at the seams. Tracy is an angry and hurt young woman who comes from a broken family with her mum, dad(divorced), brother and step-father. | Tracy: If everybody married someone from a different race then in one generation there would me be no prejudice.
Melanie: How do you explain $860 in your wallet?
Tracy: We jacked it, okay? God, Mom, you knew what was going on with all those clothes and shit. Not even you're that dumb...
Melanie: [shouts] I didn't know it went that far.
Tracy: Um, since when does Medina have a ghetto booty?
Evie: Oh, I think she stuffs.
Astrid: That slut ain't got shit on THESE double-cheesburgers.
[She shakes her butt]
Medina: Shake it, don't break it, bitch.
Astird: Fuck her.
[the girls walk out in two matching cut-up halter tops]
Tracy: Well, what do you think? Are we hot or what?
Mel: That WAS your brother's favorite t-shirt.
Tracy: No bra, no panties! No bra, no panties! No bra, no panties!
Tracy: Would you like me to model my new thong? Great for pooping on the go!
[Tracy is on the phone in a tattoo shop]
Tracy: Hey Mom, do you know what point-slope form is? No, me neither. See? That's why I need to be here... at the library.
Tracy: Hey Mason, who would you say is the hottest girl in school?
Mason: Evie Zamora.
Tracy: Guess who I hung out with today.
Mason: Bull.
Tracy: Melrose Avenue. (Mason looks at her in awe) What? Like that's so hard to believe...
[outside Mason's open window]
Tracy: [talking to dog in baby voice] Oh Hampton, he's my baby, yes...
Evie: [walks in front of Mason's window] Hey Mason!
[pulls thong up over shorts while shaking her butt]
Evie: move ya g-string down South!
Tracy: Gross! That's my brother!
Evie: [giggling while walking away with Tracy] Relax! Maybe I'll marry into the family.
Melanie: What is that?
Tracy: [whispers] It's a belly-button ring.
Melanie: Speak up, I can't hear you.
Tracy: ITS A BELLY-BUTTON RING! HOW ELSE CAN I SAY IT, I DON'T SPEAK NO OTHER LANGUAGES! Oh, and you wanna know what that is,
[sticks out her tongue]
Tracy: that is a tongue ring.
Tracy: Mothers, lock up your sons!
Mason: What? You wanna hit me, Tracy? Go ahead and hit me. You will go to jail, you fucking slut!
Tracy: Don't call me a slut. MOM! MASON JUST CALLED ME A SLUT!
[Tracy's slashed-up arm is exposed]
Tracy: [crying] That's none of your business, you fucking Frankenstein!
Brooke: Oh, no. This child is my business, you little cunt.
Tracy: So you're a model?
Evie: She's a model-slash-actress!
Brooke: Slash-bartender who's about to be late for work.
Evie: Tracy?
Tracy: What-ey?
Evie: Your going out with Javi!
Tracy: Mom! I have to go to the bathroom, *now*.
Melanie: Can't you hold it a minute?
Tracy: That's how you get a bladder infection, you child abuser!
Melanie: That's dramatic.
Melanie: Have you been drinking?
Mason: Of course she has because she's always FUCKING DRINKING, isn't she?
Tracy: Oh, like you never have!
Brady: Hey, what's going on?
[Kayla begins crying]
Tracy: Geez, Mom, why don't you open a hotel? You could get payed for all this shit.
Tracy: So, Brady, how was the halfway house?
Brady: Same as the last one, Tracy.
Brooke: We'll be moving up to Ojai so you won't be seeing Evie again... ever. You're really cruel, Tracy. I mean, I'm sure you can be a sweet kid when you want but right now you are a really bad influence! I mean you cheat, you lie, you steal
Tracy: [shouts] Oh, my God! Are you kidding me? Where do you think I *learned* all this shit from?
[Tracy walks off into the kitchen]
Melanie: Tracy was playing with Barbies before she met Evie!
[follows Tracy into kitchen]
Brooke: [along with Evie, follows Tracy and Melanie into kitchen] Oh what? Did she teach her to beat the crap out of her as well
[grabs Tracy by the arm]
Brooke: Don't even start with me little one, I've seen the bruises!
Tracy: What the hell did you tell her, Evie?
Brooke: [turns to Evie] Come here... What about this?
[shows scrape by Evie's hairline that Tracy accidentally made when the two girls were play fighting]
Tracy: [shouts] What the fuck? We were just goofing!
Melanie: Tracy didn't hit her!
Evie: [shouts] Yes, she did!
Tracy: [shouts] I don't believe this shit! She hit me too! She hit me too!
Brooke: [grabs Tracy's arm and struggles with Tracy to pull back her sleeve] And look at this, Mel!
Melanie: Take your hands off her!
Tracy: No! Don't you dare! No, don't, please!
[starts crying as the cuts on her are revealed when Brooke pulls down her sleeve]
Brooke: See! She cuts!
Tracy: [crying] That's none of your business you *fucking* Frankenstein!
Brooke: Oh, no, this child is my business, you little cunt!
Melanie: That's enough, you have to get out.
[Brooke and Evie slowly start to walk out]
Melanie: Now!
Brooke: [softly] C'mon Evie, let's go.
Evie: [crying] Who would wanna stay in this shit hole anyways?
[screams]
Evie: It fucking stinks in here, Mel!
Tracy: [Sitting on Evie's bed, drinking beer] So, you want me to prove it, lesbo?
Evie: Hell, no.
Tracy: Want me to prove it lesbo?
Evie: Hell Nooo!
[Tracy kisses Evie]
Evie: I barely even felt that!
Tracy: Well see if you can feel this one then!
[Tracy pushes Evie on floor and kisses her more passionatly]
Evie: Well,okay!
Tracy: [speaking in gibberish] Why does my tongue hurt?
Evie: Maybe because you gave head.
Tracy: The fur was thicker at Red Balls.
Tracy: [Tracy comes home wasted] Shouldn't you tell Mom how you get stoned every night?
Mason: She knows I smoke pot, Tracy. Look at your pupils. You're *so* fucking busted.
[first lines]
Tracy: Hit me. I'm serious, I can't feel anything, hit me! Again, do it harder! I can't feel anything, this is awesome!
[last lines]
Tracy: Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.
Tracy: [Tracey walks into the bathroom in a huff, Astrid looks over] So, you wanna just go to the boardwalk and sell some shit?
Astrid: [putting stickers on her face in the mirror] I can't. I'm late for my Biology actually, we're doing a play and I'm the mermaid.
[raises eyebrows and walks out of bathroom]
Tracy: [stares into mirror, applying makeup]
Evie: [huffing computer duster] I hear this little wah-wah-wah inside my head...
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