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MARCAL SCENES ACT II Page 29
Episode 39 A Painful Realization
Thursday, February 17, 2005 At the book party at The Palace, Nora approaches Marcie and Michael who in the middle of a HOT penetrating kiss. Nora: Ahem. Nora coughs. Michael and Marcie break apart. Michael: Hi, Nora. Marcie: Hi, Nora. Michael: Hi. Nora: Well, I guess the rumors of your breakup are greatly exaggerated, huh? Marcie: No, no, we are broken up. Michael: Yeah. Marcie: I mean, right? We are. Michael: No, we are broken up. Marcie: Yeah. Michael: But that doesn't mean that -- Nora: You know what? Too much information. I'm sorry I asked. So let's just forget that and start again. Hi. Marcie: Hi. Nora: I just wanted to know if my favorite author could sign my copy of her book. Marcie: Oh, of course. I'm so glad you came. Nora: Oh, I'm sorry I came so late. Marcie: No, it's ok. I appreciate the support. Nora: Oh, are you kidding me? When Marcie Walsh is very famous, I get to brag that I know her and I’ll have the autograph to prove it. Marcie: Yeah, everybody's going to be totally impressed, I'm sure. Nora: Yes, they will be. I'm glad to see you out of the hospital. Are you feeling better? Marcie: I'm feeling much better. Nora: Good. Marcie: I'm still a little tired, but I’m getting better by the day. Nora: Good, good. Michael: Hey, listen, any progress tracking down the driver that ran her over? Nora: Well, I haven't really heard anything about that. Michael: That's strange because, you know, the night that it happened at the hospital, I told the cop that I saw the license plate of the car as it sped away. It was a Pennsylvania license plate, first digits RX. Nora: Right, no, I did hear that. Michael: And so they weren't able to come up with anything? Nora: Unfortunately, not yet. Marcie signs Nora’s book and hands it back to her. Marcie: I hope you enjoy it. Nora: Thank you. Thank you very much, and I’m sure I will. I'm a nut for murder mysteries, and the buzz on this one? It's a page turner. Marcie: Oh, you got to read it to find out. Nora: Goodbye. Marcie: Bye. Nora: (reads the inscription) "To Nora. Congratulations on your engagement to Daniel, and best wishes for a long and happy marriage. Love, Marcie." That's sweet. That's sweet. Oh. "Killing Club," huh? Let's see what this is. Nora starts to read the book.
Later Daniel approaches Nora who is reading the book. She looks up at him. Nora: Shocking. Daniel: What's shocking? Nora: I know who the killer is. Daniel: What? Nora: I just was sitting here, minding my own business, and I happened to accidentally turn 125 pages ahead, just totally by accident. And when I did, my finger ran down the page and landed on the name of the killer. I can't believe it. I mean -- Daniel: Wait, wait, wait -- Marcie’s book. Look, Nora, I thought you were talking about real-life stuff here, you know, the Paul Cramer case. Nora: Oh, no. I wish I was. I got five calls from the mayor's office today. They're breathing down our necks. They want us to make an arrest in this case, and the actual murderer this time. Daniel: Yeah, and I got a couple calls from the mayor myself. You know, I'm wondering if I should ask him to maybe remove Bo from the case, hire a special investigator. Nora: What? Why would you do that? Don't do that. Don't do that. You know what we should be doing? We're two intelligent people. We should put our heads together and try and solve this case on our own.
At the police station, Bo has picked up Blair’s transmission on the walkie-talkie from the trunk of Margaret’s car. Bo: Blair, can you hear me? Where are you? Talk to me, Blair. Are you there? Blair: Yeah, yeah, I'm here, and I'm in a car. I'm in a trunk. I'm locked in a trunk, Bo. It's cold. I'm tired. Bo: Where's the car? Blair? Blair: I -- I don't know. It's in a garage. You got to help me. You got to listen to me. You got to get Todd. He's -- he's tied up. She has him tied in a cab. Bo: Where's he tied up? A cab? Blair: No, a cabin. She's got him up at a cabin, in -- in the mountains. It's Crazy Margaret. Bo, I told you. I told you she had him. She's -- she's crazy. She ran somebody down with her car, and then she drove off. Please, you got to help. Please, Bo. Bo: Where is he? Where's the cabin? Blair: I don't know. It's up in the mountains on old route -- Bo: Are you still there? Blair: Bo -- Bo? Bo! Bo: Are you still there? Blair! Michael and Marcie come into the squad room. Bo: Blair? You there? Blair! Damn it. (turns to a police officer) Try to get her back. Steve: Ok. Marcie: Commissioner, did you hear what she said about the accident? Bo: I can't talk right now, Marcie. Michael: Well, I mean, this could be important. The woman she's talking about could be the same one that hit Marcie. Bo: Ok, thanks, but right now our priority is to save Blair’s life. The way to do that is to find Todd.
Friday, February 18, 2005 At the Love House, Michael and Marcie walk into the living room. Michael: Oh. What a day. Marcie: Yeah. Michael: You feeling ok? Marcie: Yeah. I'm just a little tired, that's all. Michael: Well, you did just get out of the hospital. Marcie: Yeah. Michael: Come here, let me help you. Marcie: Thank you. Michael: All right. I am so proud of you. Marcie: For what? Michael: For firing Hayes. Did you see the look on that clown's face? Marcie: Yeah. Well, you know, I should've se through him a long time ago, Michael. Michael: Could I get you some tea, something to eat? Marcie: No. No, I'm fine. Michael: There's nothing that -- nothing you need from me? Marcie: Well, you know -- um -- you know, there is. There is one thing. Michael: What's that? Marcie: I want to know what that kiss meant back at the palace. Michael: The kiss? Marcie: Yeah, the kiss. Michael: Well -- um -- it was just, like, one of those things, you know? It just sort of happened. Marcie: Yeah, yeah. I mean, you know, it was one of those things that happened in the moment, right? Michael: Right. I mean, I don't regret it. Marcie: Me, either. Me, either. You know, all the feelings I have for you, Michael, they just didn't go away the minute we broke up. Michael: Same goes for me. Marcie: This is hard. Michael: Yeah. Marcie: I mean, why are relationships so hard, you know? I think I'm better writing about relationships than I am at having them. Michael: Well, no, I don't think that's true. Marcie: No, yes, it is true. Look at me -- I wrote this book with these amazing characters and these great stories, but when it comes to my own life, Michael, this is too hard. I can't handle -- Michael: Hey, listen, listen, I got an idea. Why don't you pretend that you and I -- Marcie: Yeah? Michael: Are characters in one of your stories. Marcie: No, Michael. Michael: No, I'm serious. That way, you could write us a happy ending. Marcie: Ok. If we were characters in my book, what would I do? Well, Michael, I’ll tell you something I wouldn't do. I wouldn't have my character run out into the street and get run over by a car just because she saw her ex-boyfriend kissing another girl. I wouldn't -- I wouldn't do that. Michael: She kissed me. Marcie: It doesn't matter, Michael. I just should've ignored it. Or I should've confronted you about it. Instead, I turned into this -- this insecure mess! Michael: Well, you had no way of knowing what was going on, Marcie. I mean -- Marcie: I thought I'd changed, Michael. I thought that i had gained confidence. I guess I didn't. Michael: No, that's not true. Marcie: Yes, it is, and you know it. You -- you told me it at least a million times! Michael: No, I never said that. Marcie: Yes, you did. Michael: No, I didn't. Don't put words in my mouth! Marcie: I'm not putting words in your mouth, Michael! It's what we used to fight about all the time! Michael: No, no, no, no, we fought for a lot of reasons, ok, Marcie, some of which were my fault, like -- like me always comparing our relationship to you and Al's relationship. Marcie: Yeah, and why did you do that, Michael? Could you tell me? Could you explain it to me? It's probably because I was the one bringing it up all the time. Michael: You know, some of this is my fault, all right? You are just bound and determined to take the rap for this whole thing! Marcie: Michael, it's true. Michael: No, it's not! Marcie: Look at us. Nothing's changed, has it? We're fighting about what we fought about. Michael: What's wrong with us? Marcie: I don't know. Stuff? Michael: It sounds like -- uh -- we're not getting back together. Marcie: Sounds like it. Michael: Well, listen -- um -- get plenty of rest, you know, make sure you take your medication before you go to -- Marcie: Oh, I will. Michael: Sleep, yeah. Marcie: I will. Michael: If there's anything you need, you know, anything -- Marcie: I know. Michael: Anyway -- um -- I meant what I said earlier. I really am proud of you. Michael leaves and Marcie looks sad.
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