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"Aaaah, Louise. She was never judgey about my shitty personality, and laughed at whatever sass tumbled out of my mouth."
Original airdate: 10/6/1982
Episode summary: Natalie gets into hot water with the headmaster when she writes a story about abortion, and attributes all of her "personal point of view" information to a faux source named Louise.
Natalie announces her intention to tackle an important societal issue, and the other Facts girls rack their tiny brains trying to guess what it could be - drugs, cheating, venereal disease (!) - but Natalie says it's none of those and proudly announces that her article will be about abortion. Gasp! Faint! Swoon! Mrs. Garrett makes a blech face and says it's a tough subject for a high school newspaper, and Blair agrees that it can get pretty touchy. Natalie says she'd really like to "stir things up", then complains that it's a moot point 'cause no one at Eastland will talk to her on the record about their abortions. Mrs. Garrett breezily assures her she'll come up with something else, and then she, Jo, and Blair escape the uncomfortable abortion talk by making a break for it to the kitchen. Natalie tells Tootie she's called every clinic and doctor's office in the area, but none were willing to give her a list of Eastland students who had undergone an abortion...so all she has for her article are boring statistics. She insists that she needs a "POV" (personal point of view) on the issue, and Tootie decides that this is the perfect opening to tell her about Louise, the imaginary friend she used to have in lieu of actual friends who were probably turned off by her sharp-tongued sass. As she reminisces about how Louise was anything she wanted her to be, Natalie looks like she's just stumbled upon a brilliant idea and says she'll write her abortion story from Louise's perspective! She explains that "Louise" can be a composite of all the statistics and background information she's been gathering - but Tootie gets all judgey and exclaims, "You can't do that!" Natalie says it's done all the time...except in this case she has zero intention of disclosing that "Louise" doesn't exist, 'cause it might take away from the story's impact. Tootie tells her that that's dishonest, but Natalie just shrugs unconcernedly, says she's doing it anyway...and that if she doesn't like it, she and her sassy tongue can suck on it.
"I want to flex my journalistic muscle and write about something substantive."
"You should prolly stick to puff pieces that aren't going to cause Mr. Parker to lose his shit."
Mrs. Garrett bustles into the cafeteria and moans, "Ooooh, it's happening again!" Blair asks her if she read Natalie's article in the school paper, aka "the bombshell", and Mrs. Garrett wryly replies, "You're telling me." She tells the gals that Mr. Parker is on his way over, and informs Natalie that they have a problem. She then stares into space and bitches about how Mr. Parker always makes her deliver bad new, then tells Natalie he's demanding to know the identity of the girl she wrote about in her abortion article. She has twenty-four hours to rat her out...and if she refuses, she'll be expelled. Natalie pales and is all, "Wuh?" and then Mrs. Garrett and the Facts gals stare concernedly into space while the scene fades to black for a commercial break.
"Mr. Parker is going to expel you if you don't spill the beans on your abortion source."
"I'd be concerned about my journalistic integrity if I thought I had some."
"I respect your First Amendment rights - except in cases where they inconvenience me."
"Have you ever considered demoting yourself from the headmaster job?"
"I don't want anyone to know about my abortion...so I'm needlessly confessing that I'm the Louise in your article."
"Well played, dumbass."
Mrs. Garrett tells Natalie that Mr. Parker "just won't budge" on the expulsion issue and insists on knowing the girl's name. Natalie finally cracks and tells her there was no girl, and that Louise is a figment of her (well...Tootie's) imagination. Mrs. Garrett shrieks, "Wha-at??!!" so Natalie explains that since she couldn't get anyone to talk about their abortions, she made up a girl so that all of her research and statistics wouldn't go to waste. Mrs. Garrett bellows, "That's not reporting - that's fiction!!" and chides her for causing so much worry and concern for no reason...then says she's now going to have to explain her fiction writing to Mr. Parker. Natalie's like, "Uh, turns out there actually is a Louise" and tells her that she just spoke with a student who, for some God-only-knows-why reason, admitted that she went through exactly what the article described. Natalie remarks that, in an interesting twist of irony, Mr. Parker is hounding her for a name...and now she has one that could get her off the hook. Mrs. Garrett admonishes her for writing something she knew wasn't true, and says the fact that there's a real Louise at Eastland doesn't mean she was doing the right thing.
Mr. Parker enters the cafeteria to tell Natalie he's totally reversing himself on his threat to expel her. He was hoping she'd cooperate, but he can see that it's a matter of principle for her - plus, his wife ordered him to respect his students' First Amendment rights or else give up access to her cootch for the foreseeable future. He says he'll just have to figure out who "Louise" is on his own by interrogating students and poring over their absentee records...'cause, yeah, that's not an abusive violation of these teenage girls' privacy about a matter that's absolutely none of his fucking business. [Incidentally, I wonder what his ball-busting wife would have to say 'bout that.] Natalie looks stricken and finally admits to him that there is no Louise and that she's willing to print a full retraction. Mr. Parker's all, "Wha-a?!", and bitchily orders her to resign as editor-in-chief, effective immediately. He says, on the bright side, it'll be a relief to all the pain-in-the-ass parents who have been calling his office all day...then pretends as though he suspected all along that the story was made up, 'cause no way would any of his sainted Eastland girls ever hit the sack (unprotected or otherwise) and get herself knocked up. As he blissfully scampers off, Mrs. Garrett and Natalie stare solemnly at each other, then into space as they ponder the dimwittedness of their school's headmaster.