Come on, Q, that would take freaking years. Look, all I know is, it's been a long time since all that stuff happened. We let someone else adopt Beth, and they look pretty damn happy.
What? [She's confused.] Why? You said that Rachel's mom is a good mother. Why would I try to take her back if she's in a safe and happy place?
[When he pulls up the picture of Beth, Quinn instinctively clings to Puck, wrapping an arm around him, turning her side against his body and her head to the camera. In her point of time, they're trying this connection they have between them. It feels comfortable for her.]
I don't know, okay? I don't know what happened, but you dyed your hair pink and started smoking and stealing people's lunch money. And you tried making it look like Rachel's mom wasn't a good mom.
[He looks like he wishes he didn't have to tell her about this.]
Oh my God. You sent me to the nuthouse, right? Because baby sacrifice? Really?
[She focuses on the picture, trying to block out all the new worries she now has for her future.] And those hands and feet. Definitely going to be Daddy's Little Scrapper someday.
[She chuckles.] She's got your eyes. Take some credit where it's due, Puck. [She reaches up and smoothes back his low mohawk.] You're not exactly a bad looking guy, [She says it with wit and a smile.]
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[He figures it's not a good idea to tell her about Shelby adopting Beth and Quinn's attempts to get her back.]
Nah, just some scrapes and stuff.
[He looks down.]
He tossed me in the dumpster though.
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Puck. Start explaining. Now.
[An angry look.]
I hope you gave him back what he gave you.
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[He smiles just a bit.]
Beth looks just like you, Quinn.
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[She sounds a bit more than earnest.]
You see her?
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[He nods.]
We both have.
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And she's a good mom?
[That makes something catch in her throat.]
Do you have a picture with you?
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[Lying to her doesn't feel that good.]
Of course I do.
[He pulls out his phone and looks for the picture of him and Beth.]
Here.
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[When he pulls up the picture of Beth, Quinn instinctively clings to Puck, wrapping an arm around him, turning her side against his body and her head to the camera. In her point of time, they're trying this connection they have between them. It feels comfortable for her.]
Oh my God.
[Her eyes are wide and her mouth hangs open.]
Puck. She's beautiful.
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[He looks like he wishes he didn't have to tell her about this.]
I know she is. She looks just like you.
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[She leans her head on his shoulder, beaming.]
She's got your mouth. Look.
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[He smiles.]
She's totally got your eyes.
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[She's just going to hug him tight.]
Oh my God. You sent me to the nuthouse, right? Because baby sacrifice? Really?
[She focuses on the picture, trying to block out all the new worries she now has for her future.] And those hands and feet. Definitely going to be Daddy's Little Scrapper someday.
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Besides, nothing's changed. You've still got glee club, even if you left it for awhile.
[He hopes that makes her feel better, that they didn't totally turn on her.]
Seriously? Come on, Quinn, you know she's gonna be just like you.
[Smart, pretty, and popular... He doesn't want to even think about Beth taking after him.]
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[She shakes her head a little.]
You're in there, too, Puck. I mean, you are the one who gave her a Y chromosome.
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Sure, Q.
[Yep, totally leaving the bit about kissing Shelby out.]
Yeah.
[He shrugs, like that really doesn't mean anything.]
She still takes after you, though.
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I'm really glad that you're her father.