Pictures of Hollis Woods

My name is a real place.

It's where they found me when I was a baby.

I used to imagine it was the beautiful woods,

surrounded by bright, colorful flowers,

singing birds and a lush, green landscape.

Truth was, it was a street corner in Queens.

That's where I was left, one hour old.

With nothing but a scrap of paper that said,

"Call her Hollis Woods."

By the time I was 12, I had been in five foster homes.

And when I'd finally thought I'd found a family of my own,

I went and messed it all up.

I was always trouble for somebody.

From the very beginning.

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I want you to think of this

as a brand new start.

You're turning over a new leaf, Hollis Woods.

She's a very nice woman.

Plus she's an art teacher.

Mr. Regan wanted you to keep up your art.

I don't care.

Well, I suggest you start.

I'm a social worker, not a magician.

We're running out of options for you,

you know?

You need to make this work.

Oh!

There you are.

You're finally here.

You must be...

Hollis Woods.

Hollis, this is Ms. Cahill.

Hello, Hollis.

I don't bite, Hollis, I promise.

I don't, but he does.

You'll have to excuse him.

He's got very bad manners, haven't you, Henry?

Out you go.

Josie, it's good to see you.

It's been a long time. It has.

We so appreciate what you're doing.

It's my pleasure.

Won't you come in

for some tea or coffee, lemonade?

I'll just let Hollis

get settled in.

I'm settled.

Oh, so she does have a voice after all.

Oh, she has a voice, all right.

I'll come pick you up on Monday, take you to school.

Get you introduced to all the kids around here.

You and Ms. Cahill, take care.

: Call me if there's any problems.

Oh, there won't be.

Good-bye. Bye.

I've taken care of quite a few girls for Edna over the years.

You can call me Josie.

The last name is spelled C-A-H-I-L-L.

But it's pronounced "Kale" like the vegetable.

What should I call you-- Holly or Hollis?

Not Holly.

Oh, well, then, Hollis.

Just drop your bag anywhere.

This is my place.

I've lived here since they invented the spoon.

Who invented the spoon?

I don't know. The knife and fork people, I guess.

And this is my studio.

Are these real people?

Some of them.

What about her?

That's my cousin Beatrice.

I could make one of you, you know.

We'd have to find

the right piece of wood first.

It all starts with the wood.

Ooh, let's see.

Oh, this might do... Hmm, maybe not.

How about this?

No.

You know, these carvings take a long time.

I can't start one unless you decide to stay.

I'll tell you what.

If you'll stay,

I'll see to it that Henry here is on his best behavior.

Do you hear that, Henry?

We're putting it all on you.

If you are an naughty kitty, young Hollis here

just might

skedaddle out the front door.

What was I doing?

The right piece of wood?

Yes. It all starts with the wood.

Here it is.

I found the perfect piece.

If that doesn't have Hollis Woods

written all over it, I don't know what does.

Oh, that is just right.

Do you mind setting the table?

The place mats are in that top drawer.

Okay.

I hope you're going to stay a while.

Some of my girls have stayed for years.

That little girl...

she stayed the longest.

I still get letters from her.

What's her name?

I'm terrible with names.

It says...

"To Josie, love, Jenny."

Guess that's it then.

Yoo-hoo.

All settled in?

Oh, did you draw those?

Edna told me you were an artist.

Who's that?

Nobody.

I like to paint the ocean, and the flowers I grow.

What do you like to draw?

Things that happen.

Well, maybe you'll show me sometime?

Here's some towels.

And if you need anything...

I'm right down the hall.

Good night.

Even if I wanted to,

I couldn't bring myself to tell Josie

about that drawing or what happened earlier that summer.

Oh, Edna.

Well, our little girl here is ready

for her big adventure.

Well, bye, Hollis.

Have a wonderful summer.

Get on the bus.

Did you see that?

She's having a tough time.

All right.

You're going to have a great summer.

Let me guess.

She doesn't want me back.

I'll find you another placement in September.

Look, Hollis, this family is willing to take you on

for a few months and give you an experience

you've never had before.

Out in the country.

Yeah, out in the boonies.

Just try to enjoy it.

Try to make the most of it.

Just try, Hollis.

Who's here to meet you?

Hollis?

Are you Hollis?

Yeah. Hi. I'm Isabella Regan.

But everybody calls me Izzy.

Hi. And I'm John.

So happy to meet you.

Are you here to sign for her?

I'll sign it.

She's our summer kid.

I think we need an adult.

Yeah, an adult.

Picture I.D. please.

Thank you. Just sign there.

You're like an overnight package.

Steven... And this impolite young man is our son,

Steven.

Hi.

There you go, Miss. Take care.

Thank you.

Well, welcome to Hancock.

Our car's just over here. Where's your luggage?

This is it.

Oh, great. Well, uh, then we're all set.

Let's go.

You should offer to take her bag.

I can carry it.

See? She can carry it.

Otherwise I would have offered.

Hey, how about I drive? Ha.

Yeah. How about you get in the back?

What? I already drive the truck.

Yeah, you're learning,

and only at the cabin.

Come on, Dad.

In, in, Steven. In.

So this is just our summer home, Hollis.

It's nothing fancy or anything.

Yeah, nothing fancy.

Like nothing... at all.

I didn't know what you liked to eat,

so I have, um, turkey,

ham or peanut butter.

Any of those sound good?

Turkey's okay.

Great. Sold.

You know, we might as well break it to her, Dad,

It's not like she won't find out.

No TV,

no DVD's, no video games,