Sarah:
We gotta do something with your nose. Somebody fucked their slave and you've got the nose to prove it.
Older Jeremiah:
Fix it please.
Sarah:
[puts foundation on Jeremiah]
Camoflauge it. See? I learned that in beauty school. One day I'll go back. I'll get a shot with the stars in Hollywood.
Older Jeremiah:
Take me.
Sarah:
Hold still. Alright, close your eyes.
[puts eyeshadow on Jeremiah]
Sarah:
Look left... look right... blink... look at me.
Older Jeremiah:
Can I come to Hollywood with you?
Sarah:
[starts putting lipstick on Jeremiah]
Older Jeremiah:
Can I come to Hollywood...?
Sarah:
Hold still. You're making me late for work. I wanna leave before Jackson gets back.
[points to the mirror]
Sarah:
Well?
Older Jeremiah:
[stares at himself in the mirror]
I'm pretty.
Sarah:
What did I tell you? You were meant to be a girl.
Older Jeremiah:
I know.
Sarah:
[starts curling Jeremiah's hair, while Jeremiah starts messing with his lipstick]
Stop doing that! Don't mess my lips!
Older Jeremiah:
Sorry.
Sarah:
My hair used to be blond like yours. Yours will get darker, too. We're beautiful girls, aren't we?
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