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MARCAL SCENES ACT II Page 32
Episode 19 Missing You & A Gay Confession
Monday, July 5, 2004 At the police station, Marcie is sitting at her desk. The phone rings. Marcie: Llanview P.D. Hi. I missed you last night. Michael: Yeah, I missed you, too. We're still short-handed here at the hospital. Marcie: Is that thing still going around? Michael: Yeah, we're giving antibiotics to everybody who's affected. They all seem to be responding. Marcie: What, you don't think they're going to? Michael: I think the diagnosis might be wrong. Marcie: Well, why? Michael: It's just a feeling I get. Dr. Kingsley and I are checking in on it. You know that lab technician, the one who got fired a couple months back? It was a really big deal. It was all over the papers. He screwed up a bunch of lab results. Marcie: Yeah, yeah, he was the one -- he came back in and trashed the entire lab. But he went to prison, didn't he? Michael: Yeah. But before that, he dated the nurse who was the first one to come down with this thing. Marcie: What does that have to do with anything? Michael: Probably nothing. Listen, who -- who prosecuted him? Marcie: It was Nora.
At Nora’s house, Michael is trying to get come information. Michael: I am so sorry to bother you at home, Nora. Nora: That's fine. Michael: Do you remember prosecuting a case -- it was a guy -- he broke into the epidemiology lab, vandalized the place over at Llanview hospital? Nora: Yeah, he just got out of Statesville Prison. It's so funny you should bring him up. Michael: Why? Nora: He just burst into Bo's office last night, started yelling at us, threatening revenge. Bo had to throw him out. Matthew walks into the room. Nora: Hey, sweetie. Matthew: Hey you go. Nora: Oh, thank you so much. Matthew, you remember Dr. Mcbain. Matthew: Oh. Nora: This is my son, Matthew. Michael: How you doing, Matthew? Matthew: Good, thanks. Michael: Good. Matthew: Mom, I'll be upstairs. Nora: Ok. Thank you. Michael: See you, buddy. Matthew goes upstairs. Michael: Are you not feeling well? Nora: I have a headache. Michael: Any nausea? Nora: I was a little queasy earlier, but -- oh, these childproof caps. I was a little queasy earlier, but it went away. Why do you ask? Michael: This is a strange question, but what did you have for dinner last night? Nora: I had fried chicken. At Bo's, as a matter of fact. That's what we were eating when that guy burst in, the one that trashed the lab. Why? Do you think it was food poisoning? Oh, my god, I should get rid of the leftovers in the refrigerator. Michael: No, actually, if you have any leftovers, I'd like to take them to the hospital and bring them to the lab a analyze them. Nora: Ok, sure. I'll go get them. Michael: Thank you very much.
At the police station, Marcie is talking to Michael on the phone. Michael: Is Bo around? I need to talk to him. Marcie: No. He went over to Nora’s to see Matthew. Michael: Ok, listen, I'm sending over a prescription. I want you to take one pill every six hours. Marcie: Well, what are they? Michael: It's an antibiotic. Marcie: What do I need to take antibiotics for? Michael: I'm sure you're fine. It's just in case you were exposed. Ok? I'll call you, sweetie. Marcie: All right. Bye. Jessica walks into the police station. Marcie: Hey, Jess. Jessica: Hey. Marcie: What's up? Jessica: Marcie, is my Uncle Bo here? Marcie: No, he left for the night, but John's in his office. Maybe he could help you? Jessica: Yeah. No, thanks. Marcie: Ok. I'm sorry about Antonio. I -- I can't believe he got fired. Jessica: Yeah. Neither can I. Marcie, do you mind if I just use this computer to check my email? Marcie: Yeah, sure, it's fine with me.
Friday, July 22, 2004 At the police station, Nora walks into the main room. Nora: Hey. Bo: Hey. Man: You haven't seen the last of me, lady. Daniel: Hey, you got a problem; you talk to me, man. Bo: Get him out of here. Get him out. Daniel: Hey, you ok? Nora: Yeah. Yeah, that's the lab technician I prosecuted. He's the one that -- he contaminated Bo's and my food that infected us. Daniel: Ok, what the hell is he doing here? Bo: He just showed up; started making threats at the staff. You know, it's like he wanted to get caught. Michael: I'm telling you, that guy was really off his nut. Bo: Yeah, we've got CSU in the lab right now. They're going to have enough to put him away for a long time. I'd say make it at least 10 years. Daniel: You can count on it. Nora: Are you kidding? He held me prisoner in my own home. Make it 20. Bo: Yeah, 20. Well, that's cruel and unusual. All right, what's the occasion? Nora: Oh, we're going to the opera in Philly. Daniel: Yeah, we just stopped by to see a friend of mine who had surgery. Bo: Hmm. Well, you're looking good. Nora: Yeah thanks. Daniel: Nora? Nora: Hmm? Daniel: Why is it every time it's just supposed to be the two of us, it always ends up to be the three of us?
At the Love Center, Jen and Marcie survey the damage. Jen: Ugh. What a mess. Marcie: I know. I hate it. Jen: Did they find out who did this? Marcie: Not yet. Jen: Need some help? How you feeling? Marcie: You sick? Julie: I'm fine. Nick: Where's Riley, the big rock star? Jen: How should I know? Marcie: Riley went with Shannon and Hudson. They're looking over the neighborhood for contributions. They're going door to door. Nick: All right, well, while why don't you go with them, because you're totally useless with the physical stuff. Jen: Shut up, meathead. Marcie: You know what, we're all working really hard here, ok? Nick: Oh, really? Why don't you go pick up another piece of paper, fat girl? Marcie: You know what -- Mark: Guys, will you both shut up! Look, we're all ticked off we have to start over, but whining and fighting isn't going to get it done. Marcie: Thought you were supposed to go with Riley. You guys have a fight or something? Jen: You mean a lover's quarrel? We're just friends, Marce. Marcie: I know. I mean, I just thought, you know, you are rooming together now, that maybe -- Jen: Yeah, and now I'm more confused than I've ever been, if that's possible. Marcie: About Riley? Jen: I get the feeling that he wants more, but, I don't know, he gets gun-shy. I mean, I know he really loved Flash and she broke his heart. I don't have the kind of track record that really makes a guy feel safe. Marcie: No, that's not true. Jen: I just -- I really think that Riley and I could be good together. But then on the other hand, I really love his friendship, and I don't want to lose that. Marcie: No, you're not, you don't have to lose it. I know that I don't have as much experience as you do, but I've learned that lovers can be friends, you know? And it's the greatest feeling in the world. Jen studies Marcie for a second. Marcie: Michael and I started out as friends. Jen: The way I remembered it, you guys hated each other. Marcie: Yeah, things change. Nick: Hey, Jen, you want to work with me? We can get dirty together. Marcie: Jerk. Do you remember what a jerk Michael was when I first met him, especially when I told him about my brother Eric? Jen: Oh, yeah, a total homophobe. Marcie: I can't believe I didn't walk away. Jen: And you almost did. Marcie: Yeah. But he came around, didn't he? Once he got it in his head that he was a narrow-minded, homophobic meathead. Jen: Once he fell madly in love with you. Marcie: Yeah. Jen: What? Marcie: We never see each other anymore, you know? I'm always here; he's always at the hospital pulling double shifts because he's trying to make up for all that time when he was laid up. And I can't even spend nights with him, you know, because I have to stay at the cottage, and there are tons of beautiful, skinny girls out there that don't have to work day and night and don't have to spend every waking hour with the same group of people that I don't even like or care about. Jen: Marcie, you're doing what you have to do. Marcie: I guess so. It's just that I don't care anymore, Jen. I don't care if I get an A. If I lose Michael, then nothing else really matters.
Later, Mark and Marcie are picking up things at the site. Mark: Here. Marcie: Thanks. Mark: You know, you're doing an amazing job, Marcie. You're holding this whole project together. Marcie: You don't have to do this, ok? Mark: What? Marcie: Keeping me company. I'm sure you'd rather be with Jen or Shannon or Julie. Mark: Actually, I wouldn’t. Marcie: Can I ask you something? Mark: Yeah. Marcie: Well, you know, you're, like, the best-looking guy here. Why don't you have a girlfriend? I mean, why don't you have 10 girlfriends? Mark: Why doesn't your brother Eric? Marcie: Are you gay? Mark: Mm-hmm. Marcie: Wow. I usually have better gaydar than that. Mark: Well, I don't go around advertising it. I only told you because I heard you talking about your brother. Marcie: Eric. Yeah, we're best friends. Hey, I'll introduce you next time he comes into town. He's way cuter than I am. Mark: Stop doing that! You're beautiful, inside and out. That's why I wanted to tell you about me. But don't say anything to the others, ok? Marcie: Ok. Mark: Not everyone understands. Marcie: I know. Mark: Thanks. Marcie’s cell phone rings. Marcie: Oh. Hey, listen, if that's Michael, I have to get it, ok? Mark: Yeah. Marcie’s phone rings again and she checks the number. Marcie: Yeah, it's Michael. Mark: I'll go help Nick dig out. Marcie: Ok. Mark: Yeah. Marcie: Hello? Michael: Marcie, it's Michael. Marcie: So glad to hear your voice. Michael: Yeah. I'm sorry that I didn't call you earlier. I was stuck in the OR observing. How are things going over there? Marcie: Surprisingly, it's turning out to be a really good experience. Some of the people are really nice. But I miss you. Michael: I miss you, too. You know, if I'd known before I broke my leg that I'd never see you, I would've tried a lot harder not to fall out of Dr. Long's window. Marcie: Any chance you could sneak out later? Michael: I'm sorry. It's really slamming over here. Marcie: Ok. Well, I'll talk to you later, ok? Oh, hey -- don't forget about me, ok? Michael: Not in a billion years. I love you, sweetie. Nick: Hey, Walsh, you going to help us out over here or what? Marcie: I have to go. Bye. I love you.
Later, Michael walks into the lover center site. He is carrying a potted plant. Michael: Special delivery for Marcie Walsh. Marcie: Michael! What are you doing here? I thought you were at work. Michael: Oh, I am working, but I had a break. I wanted to spend it with you. Marcie: I really needed to see you. Michael: Yeah, me too. I know that it's kind of crazy right now, but it's not going to be like this forever, I promise. Marcie: Feels like forever. Michael: I know. What do you think of the plant? Marcie: I love it. Michael: I thought that we could plant it here in the Community Center and, you know, it would always remind people of how much Marcie and Michael loved each other, and, I mean, our kids could come and bring their kids and -- Marcie: It's a little corny. Michael: Just a little. Marcie: But I like it. It's beautiful. Nick: Hey, hey, hey. You're slacking, Walsh. There's no time for boyfriends. You're on the clock, woman. Marcie: Fine. I'll be there in a minute. Nick: All right. It's your choice, little mama. This dirt isn't going to move itself. Michael: "Little mama"? Marcie: Don't ask. I hate him. Can't stand him. Michael? Michael: Yeah? Marcie: What are those? Are those bones? Michael: Yeah. Those are human bones. Marcie, I think you guys dug up a body. Marcie: What?
Thursday, July 28, 2004
At the Love House, the gang is in the living room. Nick: I've been thinking. Shannon: Whoa, there, Nick. Don't hurt yourself. Nick: You know the bones Marcie found at the construction site? What if the same person who buried the bones there trashed our site? Marcie: That doesn't make any sense. If you were trying to cover up a murder, wouldn't you stay as far away as possible from where you buried the body? Jen: Yeah, Marcie’s right. I mean, why would someone vandalize the site right where they buried somebody? Marcie: I mean, whoever did this couldn't possibly have thought that we were going to scrap the project just because of vandalism Mark: Maybe we're dealing with a total psychopath and he wants to get caught. Nick: Yeah, yeah, like the Music Box Killer. He got off on it. Julie: What if the Love Center was being built on a sacred Native American burial site? No, I mean, you know, those bones could be, like, hundreds of years old and their spirits are really ticked off. Hudson: Whatever, Carol Anne. Let us know when stuff starts talking to you from the TV. Julie: Oh, I don't hear you coming up with any brilliant ideas. Riley: Oh, ok, ok, I'm sorry. Look, I got one. How about we just let the police handle this? Shannon: Look, I agree with Riley. I mean, we don't know anything about those bones. We should just wait and see what the police have to say. Nick: Oh, you mean, your cousin? He's the one investigating the vandalism, right? Shannon: Yeah, so? Nick: It works out pretty good for you, huh, considering you're the one who trashed the site. Oh, that's ok -- I guess your cousin will cover for you, won't he? Marcie: Why do you always have an attitude? Shannon: There's nothing to cover up because I didn't do anything. Julie: Yeah, says you. But you are definitely the number-one troublemaker in this house. Hudson: Look who's talking. Julie: You borrow my clothes without asking, you raid my food from the fridge, you use my shampoo. Shannon: Oh, I used your stupid organic shampoo once. Jen: Ok, we're really reaching here. I mean, just because somebody borrows some clothes and swipes some food doesn't mean that Shannon sabotaged the whole Love Project. Nick: Look, did your cousin even check into your alibi? Wait, that's right, I'm sorry -- you didn't have an alibi. Mark: Nick, you can't accuse somebody of something without any proof. Nick: No, I don't need any proof, ok? I know she's guilty. Marcie: Oh, really? How? Nick: I don't know, I just know. Mark: Dude, you're being completely unreasonable. Nick: Oh, yeah? And you're being a big homo. Marcie: Watch your mouth, jerk! Nick: What is the problem? It's not like Mark's really gay. Mark: Ever heard of projection, Nick? Nick: Huh? Mark: Well, if anybody's gay, it's you. Yeah. I've seen you sneaking looks at me in our room when I'm changing. Nick: Right! You wish, man. Mark: Nah, you wish. Julie: By the way, Shannon, you used my shampoo way more than one time. Half the bottle's gone. Shannon: Fine, I'll buy you a new one. You going to shut up about it then? Hudson: Why don't you guys both shut up, ok? I'm getting a headache. Julie: Yeah, like you don't get on our nerves? "Wharton" this and "Wharton" that and, "Oh, I don't belong here. I just had-" All: "Mono." Julie: Ok, you are the most arrogant, self-absorbed jerk in this whole house! Nick: Hey, Jen, you are looking mighty tasty today. What's a guy got to do to get a free sample? Jen: I'm looking "mighty tasty"? Nick: Yeah. Jen: "What's a guy got to do to get a free sample"? Ew! I mean, I've heard some bad lines, but that's -- that's probably the worst I've ever heard. Where did you get that? A porn? Please, tell me. I'd like to know. Nick: No, I actually just made that up myself. The guys laugh. Riley: It was good. It was a good comeback. Jen: Yeah, well, I've had a lot of practice with Nick. Riley: Well, if you ever want me to set him straight again, let me know. Jen: Oh, no, leave him alone. He's harmless. Riley: What's the matter with you. "He's harmless"? Jen: What's the matter with you? Riley: Well, I'm a friend and I care. Marcie: Why didn't you stand up for yourself in there? You need to tell them that you're gay! Mark: Marcie, no. Now, you promised, all right? Don't say anything, ok? Marcie: I'm not going to say anything. Shannon: Hudson and Nick are driving me crazy. I got to get out of here. Julie: I will second that. Jen: Count me in. Shannon: All right. So it's girls' night out, hmm? Julie: Marcie? Coming? Marcie: Um -- yeah. Let's go. Shannon: Good. Nick: Oh, hey -- hey, Shannon? Uh -- maybe you could stop by the site on your way. You know, trash it again? Shannon: Yeah. Tell you one thing -- we're definitely going to be getting into trouble tonight.
At the Love House, the guys try to hang out together. Mark: Whoa, whoa, whoa -- Nick: Oh. Hudson: Aw, man, you suck! Mark: He fouled me! Riley: Dude, that was clean. Mark: Whatever. Nick: You know, this is great -- just the guys, no nagging, no drama. Hudson: Oh, yes, male bonding at its worst. Yep, you guys sound like a bunch of dumb frat boys. Nick: Hey, I am a frat boy -- kappa alpha delta. Half the football team are brothers. Riley: KAD. -- Isn't that the one where the girl got raped a few years back? Nick: Oh, come on, man. That was, like, 10 years ago. Besides, it was her word against theirs, so -- Riley: You are hopeless. So, I wonder what the girls are doing. Hudson: You know what? I can guarantee they're at a diner somewhere eating hot fudge sundaes and French fries. Nick: Right, probably pigging out, whining about how they hate men. "Oh, I hate men!" Hudson: "They don't understand us." Nick: Blah, blah, blahblah. Hudson: Yeah.
At a strip club, Marcie, Jen, Shannon and Julie are sitting at a table. The crowd is cheering the show. Marcie: How many times are you going to do that? Jen: As many as it takes. Shannon: I had no idea you two would be so into this. Marcie: Well, we're not -- no, really. Jen: We were only here once before. Marcie: Yeah, but it turns out we actually knew one of the strippers. Julie: Wow. I had no idea you had such diverse friends. Jen: It's not really like that. Woman: Whoo! The crowd cheers. Marcie: Oh, my. Shannon: Talk about great abs! Marcie: Oh, my God, he was so cute! Shannon: So, are those things on your vegan menu? Julie: Very funny. Shannon: No, I'm serious. I mean, don't they have too much fat and oil and stuff like that? Julie: Like you would know. I mean, your favorite food groups are, what, like, carbs and sugars and saturated fats? And you never gain a pound, do you? Shannon: I have a fast metabolism. Julie: Yeah. I'll be right back, ok? Julie leaves then returns to the table later. Julie: So, what did I miss? Shannon: There was a whole lot of booty shaking. Julie: What? Jen: Nothing. Shannon: So, how much money do you think that these guys can make a night? Marcie: Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Jen: What? Marcie: I just had the most brilliant idea, how we can make a fortune for the Love Center! Jen: Great. What is it? Marcie: Well, what if we get the guys to strip for the Love Center -- you know, just like in "The Full Monty"? Shannon: What guys? Marcie: The guys from the Love Shack -- Riley, Mark, Nick, Hudson. I mean, every girl at LU would pay to see them take it all off. We'd make a fortune.
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