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MARCAL SCENES ACT II Page 33
Episode 20 Forensics & Gay Complications
Wednesday, August 4, 2004 At the police station, Marcie walks into the main room. Marcie: Look what I found. Michael: That's about those bones you found at the construction site. Marcie: Uh-huh, it's the complete forensic report. Michael: Are you supposed to have that? Marcie: Well, somebody's got to find out who she was, right? Ok, now, the only thing we know about her is that she died about 50 years ago. It says here from "a C-1 fracture consisting of bilateral vertical fractures through the neural arch --" Michael: She died of a broken neck. Marcie: Well, why can't they just say that? Michael: It's technical. Marcie: Well, yeah, but then I don't understand it. Michael: You're not supposed to. From the looks of this, she died from a lot of other broken bones, too. John: They say she jumped or fell or was pushed from a rooftop. Marcie: I was about to file this. John: Relax. It's a cold case. Marcie: Ok. John: How cold, you might ask? This one's got freezer burn. Michael: You seem to care John: It's what I do on slow nights. Michael: Well, if it's so slow, how come you're not out on the town having a good time? John: What makes you think I'm not having a good time? Michael: This is fun for you? You need help; serious help. Marcie: I'm going to get you that file before we leave, ok? Marcie leaves. John: Mm-hmm. You know, thanks again for all that help on the forensics report. Michael: Oh, it's not a problem, man. Any time. You know, I actually really enjoyed doing it. I like it a lot better than the stuff I'm doing at the hospital. John: You should consider it, you know? It's a good job, forensic medicine. Michael: You sure you want to work with your kid brother, Johnny? John: No. Unless he learned to, you know, keep his nose out of my personal life. Michael: Right. Sorry about the Dr. Phil stuff, but you know what they say, man -- all work, no play, oh, boy. John: I don't know, I look at you and it seems like you've got it down pretty good. My -- my life outside of work is -- Michael: Nonexistent. John: Confusing. Michael: Is there a reason for that? John: There's somebody. I'm kind of seeing her on and off. Mostly off. Michael: Any more qualifiers? John: Forget about it. I haven't heard from her. Michael: And you're going to let that stop you? Come on, man, when I first met Marcie, she hated me, especially when I popped off about her gay brother. All right, when I saw that she didn't like me, I just decided I would keep going for it, and if I hadn't kept going for it, we never would've gotten together. So what are you doing hanging out here with me, my girl, and a bunch of old bones? Go call Natalie. John: I wasn't talking about Natalie. Marcie walks back into the room. Marcie: Here you go. Here's your file and I am officially off duty, so don't bother me about anything else. I'm going out on a date. You ready? Michael: Yeah. Has it stopped raining? Marcie: I think so. What you guys doing on the computer? Michael: We're checking out the LPD archives. John: We found something on a young woman who disappeared in September of 1955. Marcie: Ooh, that's about -- that's about 50 years ago. You think she might be our victim? Michael: It's possible. I mean, a lot of the facts her line up with our forensics reports. John: Her name was Amy Dunham. She was 21 at the time of her disappearance. Michael: It says here that she was quite a looker. John: Engaged to someone in the Lord family. Marcie: Ugh, well, that family's crazy. She probably didn't want to marry into it. That's why she killed herself. Ooh, or maybe -- maybe he didn't want to marry her and so he murdered her. John: Well, they said something about a possible murder investigation, but there was nothing found. Marcie: Well, but how could they not have found it? We did. It was right there in Angel Square. John: Around the time the bank was being built. The last anyone ever saw her, she was going into the Angel Square Hotel. She could have fallen. Michael: Or jumped. Marcie: Or been pushed. John: She could've disappeared in the construction site. Marcie: No, unless somebody moved her body there. And what was she doing in Angel Square, anyway? I mean, you know, does it say anything in the report, like, did she live there, was she visiting somebody? John: No, there's nothing in there like that. Marcie: I don't know if I'm going to be able to sleep until I find out. Michael: So let's do it. Marcie: Michael, I don't think you should be talking about us doing it in front of your brother. Michael: Not that kind of doing it. Marcie: Oh! Oh, you mean our date. I don't want to cancel our date. Michael: Sweetheart, if I'm with you, it's a date. Marcie: I knew there was a reason that I loved you. Stop it! Later Marcie is reading a file. Marcie: Michael -- Michael, you got to listen to this. Michael: What? Marcie: Well, I found this old police interview, right, but it wasn't with the regular report. Anyway, it says that Amy Dunham wasn't really happy about her engagement. I think it was sort of like an arranged marriage, you know, between the two big families in town. Michael: The Lord relatives -- Marcie: Yeah, and the Dunhams, whoever they were. But there are rumors that she was having some kind of an affair. Michael: Ooh. With who? Does it say? Marcie: No, I don't know. I didn't get that far yet. But, well, it says here that they apparently brought in a suspect, and the suspect was the guy that she was having an affair -- oh, wow. Michael: Is it somebody we know? Marcie: Yes, I think -- well, maybe you might know. His name was Charles McBain. Is there any Charles in your family? Michael: No, not that I can think of. But, I mean, there are a lot of McBains out there. Marcie: I don't even want to think about this anymore. It just makes me sad to think about it. You know, she's in the same position as Eric. She wasn't free to marry with whoever she wanted to. Michael: Yeah. Marcie: I mean, I don't even want to think about my family. I mean, Eric’s happy for the first time in his life. He's so happy, and I don't understand why they don't want him to be. And my brother Ron? I don't understand why he's so against it. Michael: I do. Marcie: Don't even tell me that you're siding with Ron on this. Michael: Marcie, calm down, all right? Why don't you just hear me out? Marcie: No! I thought that you were more open-minded than this! I thought you had changed! Michael: I am open-minded, ok? I just don't understand why your brother has to marry his partner. Marcie: Well, you don't care about straight people getting married, do you? Michael: No, because that's different. Marcie: Oh, that's different? Don't tell me that you don't have a problem with gay people if you think it's different! You do! I don't even want to talk to you right now! Thursday, August 5, 2004 At the Love House, Roxy and Mark are in the living room. Roxy: Being gay in 2004 is way cool. Mark: Roxy, somehow I don't think everyone's going to be as cool with my being gay as you are. Why are you so ok with it? Roxy: Oh, honey, I own Foxy Roxy's. And if I had a problem with gay people, I'd be run out of the hairdresser's club. Mark: Hairdressers have a club? Roxy: Certainly, sweetie. Mark: I wish everyone was like you. You know, it's hard to believe people are going to be ok with someone being different -- especially with people demanding a constitutional amendment to ban gay marriage. Roxy: You know, I saw that on "E.T." They're all just a bunch of strait-laced squares. Mark: Well, what about Ron Walsh? Is he a strait-laced square? Roxy: Yeah, but he's my kind of square. What does Ron have to do with it? Mark: Well, he has a brother -- he and Marcie have a brother who's gay and who wants to get married. Roxy: Groovy. So did Ron say no? Mark: Ron says marriage can only be between a man and a woman. And you know, he's got a lot of company in this country. Roxy: Yeah, but just because there's a lot of company doesn't mean that they're right.
At Llanfair, Nick tries to make his case to Viki. Nick: And Mark is just, like, this total freakoid, you know, just, like, standing there, telling all of us he's gay. Viki: Oh, well, I see you have a problem with that. Nick: Yeah, no kidding. I mean, who wants some homo for their roommate? I mean, I don't even want to be around guys like that. And the thing is he joined our little group under, like, false pretenses, you know, like, false advertising. Viki: No, I don't follow you. Nick: All right, he totally played it straight, you know? He talked like a straight guy; he walked like a straight guy. I mean, how are we supposed to know? Viki: Nick, wait, wait. Has he done or said anything to you that makes you uncomfortable? Nick: What do you mean, like hit on me or something like that? Are you kidding me? He would be in the hospital right now. That's not the point. I mean, the point is -- is I can't have some homo for my roommate. I mean, what if the guys on the team found out about this? Viki: Would they object? Nick: Are you kidding me? I'd be crucified. You got to let me out of the project, ok? I could do something next semester maybe, or -- Viki: Nick, I'm sorry. You knew the rules when you joined up. If you leave the group, everyone fails along with you. Nick: No, look, I can't fail. If I fail, I don't play ball, and our first game is September 4. Viki: Yes, I know that. So, I would suggest you speak with Roxanne about your roommate situation and let her deal with it. That is her job. Nick: All right, fine. I'll do that. Viki: And don't point at me. Nick, wait a moment. Before you leave, I'd like to ask you a question. How did you feel about Mark before you knew he was gay? The doorbell rings. Viki: Oh, lord. Viki opens the door. Starr: Aunt Viki, we need your help. It's life and death.
Marcie: You've got to stop calling yourself names, ok? It wasn't stupid; it wasn't a mistake. You stood up for yourself in front of that entire room. Do you know how much guts that took? Mark: Nobody wanted to hear it. Marcie: That's not true. Mark: I mean, why did I suddenly have -- you know, actually, I know why. It's because I heard you defending your brother. Marcie: Eric? Mark: Yeah. When your other brother Ron -- Marcie: Yeah? Mark: Came down on you for saying it was ok for Eric to marry his partner and you just stuck up for him. It made me want to stand up and be heard, you know? I've spent my whole life worrying what people will think if they find out I’m -- Marcie: Yeah, well, now you don't have to worry about that anymore. Mark: Yeah. You got that right. You know, it -- it's like when I heard you fighting for Eric, I realize I've been afraid too long, way too long. I'm gay, and I don't care who knows it.
Later, Nick comes into the living room where Mark and Marcie are talking. Mark: Look, we were friends before, Nick. What I'm hoping is that we can still be friends now. Nick: In your dreams, homo. Look, I want a new roommate. Roxy: I don't see anything wrong with the one you got, man. Nick: Yeah? Well, I do. So put the gay boy here in with Riley Colson. You can give me Jen. Marcie: There's no way that Jen's going to room with you. Nick: Ok, look, then give me Riley and you put this one in with Jen. They can do each other's nails. Marcie: Oh, you've got to be the biggest pighead -- Nick: Look, I'm all man, ok? If anybody's got a problem with that, they can move somewhere else. Marcie: Yeah, well, I know where you can -- Mark: Marcie, Marcie, stop. It's ok. Let him say whatever he wants. Roxy comes back into the living room. Roxy: Ok, here's the deal, Dick -- I mean, Nick -- whatever. Ok, you have a room with Mark. You don't like it? Fine. There's a little space in the garage, a little bit of floor space if you can stand the smell.
Monday, August 9, 2004 In the living room at the Love House, the group is assembled. Julie: We should've known that President Davidson was going to make us work this out for ourselves. Mark: Guys, let's just drop it. It's no big deal. Jen: Yes, it is. Hudson: Hey, if Nick were a racist instead of a homophobe, I sure as heck wouldn't drop it. Marcie: I mean, I knew Nick was shallow, but I didn't think he was downright ignorant. I don't want to be around somebody like that. I don't want anybody like that in my life. Michael walks into the living room. Michael: Does that include me? Jen: Maybe we should give them some space. Julie: Yeah, I think Marcie and Michael need to talk. Michael: Yeah. Yeah. Nick: What? Mark: Maybe we all need to clear the air. Nick: Yeah, something does stink in here. Mark: Look, Nick, maybe you don't like gays because you were taught to believe that way. Or maybe you never met anyone like me. Or maybe you did and didn't know it. But if you put yourself in my shoes -- Nick: You know what? Save me the sensitivity training. What, am I the only one who gets this? The story is Adam and Eve, ok, not Adam and Steve. Julie: Oh, brother! Nick: Look, Mother Nature made us a certain way, honey -- to perpetuate the species. That's natural. That is the plan. Queer is not normal. Why, if he wants to be that way, fine, but I want him out of here. Marcie: You don't get to make the rules around here, Nick. Mark was born that way, ok? Being gay is not a choice! Nick: Right, that's right. No one's responsible. So now I guess you can say that being fat isn't a choice, either, right? Well, here's a clue -- stop eating. Michael: Shut up! Nick: You know what? You don't even live here. Michael: I'm a doctor. I know how people are built, right down the bone, and everybody is the same. Julie: You know, knowing how to throw a football does not make you the boss. Michael: Yeah, take a look around, tough guy. You got black, white, Asian, gay. America was founded on tolerance for all kinds of people, even your kind -- the stupid. Nick: You want to know what's up, doc? You don't even get a vote. Jen: I do, and I agree with him. Julie: Me, too. Hudson: I do, too. That's five to one. Can you count that high, Nick? Jen: Nick, you kill yourself at football practice. But if this project falls apart, what do we have? Hudson: I'll tell you what happens. You flunk, you're off the team, and no one's looking at you from the NFL. Julie: Yeah, so, making this work is the most selfish thing you could do. Get it?
Later, Marcie and Michael are alone in the living room. Michael is sitting in a chair and Marcie is perched on the arm of the chair. Marcie: I'm really proud of you. Thank you for standing up for me. Michael: You're my girl. Marcie: And you did it for Mark. And in a way, you know, it was kind of like you were doing it for Eric, you know? I knew you'd come around. I knew you'd see that Eric’s in love, and that he just wants to get married. It doesn't matter whether he's gay or straight, right? I mean, you do feel that way, don't you? Michael? Michael: Marcie, this is all really new for me. I mean, you have to admit, though -- I mean, the marriage laws are set up to promote families. Marcie: Yeah, but Eric is a part of my family, and when he gets married, he'll be creating his own family. Michael: I understand that, and I think it's great that he wants to make a commitment, but the laws, the insurance -- that's all set up to facilitate child rearing. Marcie: Yeah, but gay people -- they have children. And why shouldn't they have the same protections as we do? Michael: I don't know. Marcie: (scoffs) You don't know? Michael: I -- no, I don't know! Marcie: All right, well, then let me ask you another question. What about people who don't have children, gay or straight? Are you telling me that if you don't have children, then you shouldn't get married? Michael: Marcie, I'm telling you that -- Marcie: What? What are you telling me? Michael: I didn't come here to fight with you. Marcie: Yeah, you don't want to fight with me because you don't know how to defend yourself! Michael: You know, you're the one who's always talking about tolerance. Tolerance. So why don't you have some tolerance for me right now? Marcie: No! Because I can't tolerate intolerance! You know what? Just -- I don't remember being taught in school that our country was based on different standards for different people. What you're telling me is that my brother is different, that he's not an equal person; he's not an equal citizen. You can't accept who he is! Michael: No! Marcie, that is not what I'm saying, not at all. Not even close, ok? Marcie: No? Then what are you saying? Jen walks into the living room. Jen: Marcie. Hey. Don't mean to interrupt, but any news on those bones that were dug up? Marcie: Um -- yeah, they were part of a skeleton, and they found them about four feet away from the rest of the body. Jen: Oh. Marcie: Yeah, her name was Amy Dunham, I think. Jen: Amy Dunham -- Michael: That name sound familiar? Jen: What do you know about her? Michael: Well, she was only 21 when she died. Marcie: Yeah, it was right after she got engaged to some guy that she didn't want to marry. It was an arranged marriage. Michael: Yeah, I think she -- she broke her neck. It may have been a murder or a suicide. She went off the roof of a building. Jen: People can do pretty desperate things when they're in love.
Jen walks out into the foyer. The front door opens and Riley walks in. Riley: Hey. Jen: Hi. How did it go with your dad? Riley: Go. Jen: Great. Riley: Um -- ok. I think I'm going to go to bed. Riley goes upstairs. Jen hears a creaking sound. Jen: Hello? Julie: Oh – (carrying an armload of snacks) Jen: Oh, my God. Uh -- let me help you. Julie: No, I -- I have it! Julie rushes upstairs. Jen: Jeez. Later, Jen hears another strange sound. Jen: Who's there? Roxy? A woman cries. She looks around the foyer and in the living room and focuses on the lava lamp. Jen: Julie, is that you? Jen seems increasingly distressed. Riley walks up behind her. Jen almost jumps out of her skin. Riley: Whoa, hey, hey! What's going on? Jen: Riley, I thought -- I thought I heard something! I got myself so scared! Riley: Well, hey, hey, there's nobody here. It's just us.
Outside, Marcie and Michael are talking. Michael: I guess I should get back to the hospital. Marcie: Mm-hmm. Michael: It's not like we're going to resolve this thing tonight, anyway. Marcie: Obviously not. Michael: Marcie, couples fight; they disagree. We still love each other, right? Marcie: Maybe.
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