A man is consumed with jealousy over the father of a woman's baby, never suspecting that he himself is the child's father. As his resentment grows, the truth about the baby's paternity threatens to upend everything between them.
One drunken night, I ended up pregnant. I couldn't afford an abortion, and there was no way I could afford to have a baby. I'll raise the bastard child, but you're gonna tell me who the fuck the father is. Who is he, Elliot?
How the hell am I supposed to tell him? He's the father? No way. Elliot?
Patch me up. Racing again? Maybe. You need to go to the ER.
I'm fine. Let go. Why? You look comfortable.
You're the one who's hurt. I'm not complaining. Stop staring. Never bothered you before?
Elliot. What the hell is this? It's a flu test. A flu test?
Yeah.