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MARCAL SCENES ACT II Page 42
MARCH 2005
March 17, 2005
Marcie: Hi. Jen: Hey. Marcie: Happy housewarming. Jen: You didn't have to do that. Come in. Marcie: Oh, that's okay. Hey, Riley. Riley: Hey, Marcie. Marcie: Oh, guys, this place -- it's great! Riley: Oh, well, yeah, we like it. Marcie: Well, but can you believe it yet? I mean, this is actually your new home. Jen: Yeah. I might be having a new home soon -- Statesville Prison. Riley: Stop, stop. Marcie: Wait, wait, wait -- what do you mean? Jen: Riley's dad and Nora found this piece of a letter stuck in my computer printer. They think that it was from Paul's killer. Marcie: You didn't kill Paul. Riley: No, of course she didn't, but whoever did must have used her computer. Marcie: Yeah, but who? I mean, you don't have any idea, do you? Jen: We're still trying to figure it out, and Riley's been amazing. He believes in me 100%, and he even hired Evangeline Williamson to represent me. Marcie: Wait, you need a lawyer? Riley: Just in case, Marcie. Jen: Don't freak out. It's just -- it's fine, until things blow over. I'm innocent, so it's going to be fine. Marcie: No, I know that you're innocent, but if you are saying that Paul's killer somehow used your printer, it's got to be someone that we know. Right? *** John: Mikey, you busy? Michael: No more than usual. What's up? John: You were on duty when Julie Tanaka was brought into the E.R., weren't you? Michael: Yeah, I called her time of death. She was a friend of Marcie’s. John: Did you get a look at the coroner's report? Michael: Why are you asking? I mean, why not just ask the coroner yourself? John: Well, I'd like to keep this one off the record for right now. Michael: Well, it was an accident, right? John: Looks like drunk driving, but who knows? I'm getting a lot of calls from the girl's parents. They're taking it pretty hard. Michael: I can imagine. John: Looking for answers on why their daughter's dead. I don't know, Mikey, I wish I could just tell them it's all a mistake, their daughter's coming home, but I can’t. I figure the least I can do is find out what caused the accident. You think you can stop by the office? Michael: Sure. I'm assuming that, since the parents know about the accident, that Julie’s name has been released? John: It's a matter of public record. The papers haven't got it yet. Michael: Whew. Man. You know, she was part of the Love crew. She's the second one of them to die in a freak accident this week. Marcie's going to be devastated. ***
Evangeline: Hey, Riley. Riley: Hey. Evangeline: Came to talk to Jen. Riley: Yeah. Come in. What is it? Evangeline: Hey, you guys. Jen: Hey. Marcie: Hi. Evangeline: Jen, do you think I could talk to you in private? Jen: Well, whatever you have to say, you can say it in front of Riley and Marcie. Tell me the bad news. Evangeline: I'm happy to tell you it's very good news. The police have determined that the letter from Paul Cramer’s murderer did not come from your printer. Riley: Oh. Evangeline: They believe that that fragment of paper was planted there. Marcie: So you're saying that the real killer put the incriminating evidence into Jen’s printer to make it look like she was the killer? You know, I read in a mystery novel once where -- Jen: Marcie, please. Marcie: Sorry. Jen: So, somebody's trying to frame me for Paul's murder? Evangeline: It certainly appears that way. Jen: Why? Who would do that to me? Riley: Well, I've got a pretty good idea. **** John: See, the thing is the Tanakas swear their daughter wasn't a drinker, so I was wondering about the results of the blood alcohol test. Michael: Blood alcohol level was ..025. John: .025? Michael: Yeah, that's like a four-ounce glass of wine over the course of an hour. She definitely wasn't drunk. John: What about drugs? Any drugs in her system? Michael: All preliminary screenings were negative. John: Thanks, Michael. I owe you one. Michael: Yeah, no problem, man. You know, the Love crew's just getting over Hudson Prescott's death. Now Julie? I really don't want Marcie to find out about this from the newspaper, seeing a story on the news. I think I should be the one to tell her. John: Okay. How are you and Marcie doing? Michael: Oh, you know, we're doing the friend thing. Honestly, I'm not even sure what that means. John: Well, don't look at me. Michael: Yeah. No, I still remember your advice from when I was a kid, told you I had a crush on Carla Davis? John: What can I say? All the girls I know liked lizards. Michael: Hey, I snapped some photos of your surprise birthday party last night. John: Gee, great. Oh. Yeah, look at those. I'll add that to my collection. Michael: Huh? John: Nothing, it's a -- it's a long story. So, you know, as far as birthdays go, it wasn't so bad. Michael: Yeah, and the biggest surprise is that Natalie planned the whole thing. She really took her life in her hands with that one, huh? John: Yeah, look, thanks for all the information, Michael -- and what we talked about? Please keep it to yourself. Michael: Absolutely. John: I'll see you. Michael: Later, man. John: Yeah, Larry. When can I get those photo enhancements up here? Thanks. *** Evangeline: If you think you know who's trying to frame Jen, you have to tell the police. Riley: Well, I've got no proof, but I think it's pretty obvious. Jen: Riley. Riley: Well, think about it, Jen. It had to be someone who had access to the Love shack all summer. Marcie: Yeah, but you don't think it was anyone from the Love crew, do you? Jen: No. They had nothing to do with Paul. They barely even knew him. Riley: Yeah, but the Love crew weren't the only people in the shack this summer. Jen: Rex did not kill Paul -- how many times do we have to talk about this? Riley: Think about it, Jen. He was caught on tape hiding the gun in Dorian Lord's office, and maybe the letter from the so-called real killer was his cover. Jen: He just -- he didn't do it. Riley: He's a snake! Jen: He wouldn't set me up like that. Riley: He has no morals whatsoever. Jen: But he's not a killer. Marcie: I have to agree with Jen. You know I do not like the guy, but he would never frame Jen. Riley: Oh, guys, come on. Think about it. Of course he would, so then all of a sudden he could come to your rescue. That's what he's trying to do, isn't it? ****
Daniel: Hey. Riley: Hey, Dad. Daniel: Guys, how you doing? Just getting some food, bringing it back to the office and -- well, I'm glad I ran into you. I'm assuming you spoke to Evangeline Williamson? Jen: Oh, yeah. She told me that the note's not from my printer. Daniel: Yeah. I hope you realize why we had to check it out. Riley: So where does that leave the case? Daniel: Well, we're still investigating, I'm afraid, but -- look, I got some good news. I think it's good news, anyway. Nora and I have pushed up our wedding date. We're getting married in two weeks. Riley: Whoo. What's the rush? Daniel: We're in love. We just want to start a life together, that's all. Riley: Great. Jen: Congratulations, Mr. Colson. Daniel: Thanks. Jen, I really hope you and Riley can go back to enjoying your new apartment and start concentrating on what really matters. I really want you two guys to be happy. Jen: Thank you. Riley: Thank you, Dad. Daniel: I'll see you. Marcie: So that was good news -- you're cleared. Jen: Oh, he didn't say that. He said they were still investigating it. Thank you for not throwing Rex's name in there. I appreciate it. Marcie: Oh, oh, hey, guys. I almost forgot -- I started taking up a collection to make a donation to L.U. in Hudson’s name. Can you guys -- can you sign that donation form? Jen: Oh, sure. Marcie: Oh, great. Now I have everyone from the Love crew -- well, everyone except Julie. Michael: Hey, guys. Marcie: Hey. Hey, Michael, we were just about to sit down. Do you want to join us? Michael: No, thanks. Marcie: Michael, is something wrong? Michael: Yeah. Yeah, you know -- I don't know exactly how to say this. Julie Tanaka -- Jen: We were just talking about her. Michael: She died last night. Riley: What? Marcie: Oh, my God. Riley: What happened? Michael: She was in a car accident. Marcie: No. No, no, she -- she didn't -- she didn't die in a car accident, Michael, okay? Please, no, this can't be happening. Michael, tell me this isn't happening. ***
Jen: Poor Julie. I mean, she was so happy. You know, she was so excited about her new job. Riley: Who would have thought, on her way home? First Hudson, now Julie -- what are the chances? Michael: Marcie. Marcie: Hey. Michael: I know what you meant when you said that you couldn't believe this was happening. Marcie: You did? Michael: Yeah. Marcie: I mean, it's a little unbelievable, isn't it? Michael: Well, when somebody that young dies, it never seems real -- or right, for that matter. Marcie: But, Michael, see, the thing is, what I was trying to say is -- Michael: Marcie, no matter what you need, I'm here for you. ****
March 21, 2005
Jessica: Wow, champagne. What's the occasion? Antonio: Hmm. Being with you. You know, my entire life, I've had to worry about where my money's coming from and where it was going. Feels kind of weird not having to do that anymore. Jessica: Well, you've earned it. I'm sure you're going to put that inheritance to really good use. Antonio: Fighting R.J. for Jamie's only part of it. I want to do other things. I want to make this money stand for something good, something positive. I was hoping that maybe you can help me out with that. Jessica: Me? Antonio: Yeah, you. Jessica: I would be happy to. Antonio: Great. Jessica: Here's to you getting everything that you want. Michael: Hey, guys. Jessica: Hi. Antonio: Hey. Michael: Um -- have either of you seen Marcie? Antonio: No. Jessica: No, but you should check with the maitre d'. Michael: Oh, I asked him already. He hasn't seen her. It's not like her to not show up. She's been pretty upset about Julie Tanaka. Jessica: What happened to Julie? Michael: You didn't hear? Jessica: No. Michael: Julie was in a car accident last night. Jessica: Wow, is she ok? Michael: No, she -- she didn't make it. Jessica: Oh, my god. My god. Michael: I'm sorry. I thought that everybody knew. Jessica: No, listen, they were really good friends, so maybe you should go and find Marcie. Michael: Yeah. Yeah, you're definitely right. Antonio: Take care, Michael. That's -- that's strange. I saw Julie at the park last night. Jessica: Really? You saw her last night? Antonio: Yeah. Yeah, it was kind of strange, actually. She wanted to talk to me about something, but Evangeline called and we didn't get a chance to finish. ***
Michael: Not good for your liver. You got stood up, huh? Evangeline: Yep. Michael: Oh, don't worry about it. You're not the only one. Marcie stood me up, too. Evangeline: Well, misery loves company, right? Michael: Yeah, I guess. I'm worried about her, though, you know? I mean, she's going through a tough time. Evangeline: Well, now I know who got the dependable genes in the Mc Bain family. Michael: Oh, come on, John just got caught up. You know, I've pulled stuff like that, too. Evangeline: Yeah, but I bet you would've made a phone call. I mean, how hard is that, especially if he knew it was important to me, you know? I guess I shouldn't even be talking to you about this. Evangeline: Ahem. Michael: Are you feeling ok? Evangeline: You know, no, actually. And I can't tell if I'm sick of John or just plain sick. ****
Michael: E, Sweetie, you don't look so good. Evangeline: Thanks. Just what I need to hear after being stood up. Michael: Whoa, easy, easy. Evangeline: I'm fine, I'm fine. Michael: How many of those did you have? Evangeline: Just that one, really. Michael: Just the one? Ok -- um -- you're burning up. Come on, let's go. Evangeline: No, really, I'm fine. Michael: No, you're not fine. I'm a doctor. Let's go, I'm taking you home. Evangeline: Thanks. Can you prescribe something to make me feel better about your brother? ****
[Phone rings] Michael: Hello? John: Michael? What are you doing answering Evangeline's phone? Michael: She doesn't want to be disturbed right now. John: Where is she? Michael: She's in bed and I put her there. John: Ok, Mike, what's going on? Michael: I stole your girlfriend and the two of us are going to have a wild night in her bedroom, so deal with it, sucker. [Evangeline and Michael laugh] John: Son of a -- ****
March 23, 2005
Evangeline: It was great to see you, too, Professor Nolan and you know what, maybe next time you come into town, you can actually meet John. All right. Bye. No, not again. I hate that thing. Michael: Come on, it only takes two seconds. You're feeling a lot cooler. Evangeline: I really, really think the fever's broken. I don't need it. Michael: Well, that's what we're about to find out. Evangeline: Oh, god. Michael: One, two, and -- [Thermometer beeps] Evangeline: I like the old thermometers better. Michael: Yeah? Well, there we go. It's 99.6. You are definitely on the mend, kid. Evangeline: You know why I think I got sick? My immune system was compromised by my frustration with your brother. Michael: It's more likely that you caught something. There's a lot of stuff going around. Evangeline: If John calls again, I'm not talking to him. Remember that -- and I'm not even here. Michael: I'll let him know. Evangeline: Meeting professor Nolan was a really big deal to me. I told him that and he didn't even bother to call. Michael: Why don't you not think about that stuff right now and try and get some rest? Evangeline: Can't rest. I'm all wound up, you know, so maybe distract me. Let's talk about your love life for a change. Michael: What love life? Evangeline: Don't play dumb. Tell me what's going on between you and Marcie. *** Marcie: Hey. Mac: So what can I get you? Marcie: I'll have a club soda, please. Mac: So you here to meet some of your old buddies? You know, I never see them around here anymore. Marcie: Oh, no, I'm here by myself. Actually, I was -- I was kind of hoping I could just sit here and, you know, just think a little. Mac: Well, that's fine by me. Wait, didn't I see your picture in the paper the other day? Marcie: Oh. Mac: Yeah, that's right -- the book signing. Marcie: Yeah. Mac: You're the author of that new mystery novel, right? Marcie: Yeah, that's me. Guilty as charged. Mac: Yeah, what's the name of it? Marcie: "The Killing Club." Mac: "The Killing Club," right. So, what's it about? Marcie: You know, people dying, that kind of thing. ***
Mac: You know, I remember her. Marcie: You remember Julie? Mac: Yeah, you guys used to come in here all the time. She was a really, very friendly girl. Marcie: She died in a car accident. Mac: Oh. I'm so sorry. Marcie: So am I. *** Evangeline: Still waiting. Michael: Look, I don't want to get into a whole poor-me thing, you know? Yeah, breaking up is rough, but it was mutual. You know, Marcie and I, we got different goals and it just seemed like the right thing to do. Evangeline: Very sensible. Michael: Yeah, that's how we looked at it. Evangeline: And now? Michael: "Now" what? Evangeline: How do you feel about it now? Is it getting any easier? Michael: No. No, it's getting more difficult. Why do relationships have to be so damn hard? Evangeline: That's the burning question. Speaking of burning -- Michael: Hmm. That's funny. Got another voice message here. Guess the ringer was off. Evangeline: Uh-oh! Michael: What, you starting to feel sick again? Ok. Well, I'll be out here if you need me. ***
Michael: Hey. You ok? Evangeline: "Ok" would be too strong a word, but I'm fairly sure I'll live. So, I thank you, but you don't have to stay. Michael: No, no, that's fine. I don't mind hanging out. Evangeline: Michael, the truth is I -- I kind of just want to sleep, you know? So, if I start to feel bad again, I do have a phone. Michael: Ok, no, yeah, all right. I did just get a message from Marcie. Evangeline: Go, then. Go, please. I'll be fine. Michael: All right. Well, listen, just make sure that you keep taking in clear fluids, and take some more aspirin in about four hours. I'll check on you in the morning, ok? Evangeline: Ok. I'm sure I'll be my old self by then. Michael: Yeah, and listen, if my brother doesn't have a very good excuse for not showing up, you give him hell. Evangeline: Hell would be too good. Michael: Take care, kid. Evangeline: Thanks, for everything ***
Marcie: Come on, pick up. No, no, no, don't go to voicemail. Michael, pick up. Michael: I thought I'd just show up instead. ****
Michael: I'm sorry that it took me so long to get here. Marcie: No, I'm glad you're here now. Michael: Boy, this place, it really brings back memories, huh? Marcie: Yeah. You know, I thought coming here where Julie and the love crew used to hang out, it would -- it would help give me closure. I hate that word -- "closure." You know, what it does mean anyway, really? I mean, how can someone have closure when someone dies so young and so needlessly? Michael, I think -- I think I'm partly to blame. Michael: What are you talking about, Marcie? Julie's car spun out of control and Hudson died in a fire. I don't see how that has anything to do with you. Marcie: I want you to read something. I think it's here. Read it. ****
Michael: Marcie, what are you talking about? Marcie: No, look, Michael, I've been thinking about it all day, all right, and I have this terrible feeling and I keep hoping that it's just going to go away, but it's not going to go away, ok, because it's true! Julie died just like a character in my book, and so did Hudson. *********
March 24, 2005
Marcie: Just think about it, Michael. Julie and Hudson died like two of the characters in my book. Michael: Not exactly. Marcie: Hudson died in a fire. Julie died in a car crash. Michael: Yeah. But, your characters were murdered. Julie and Hudson in accidents. Marcie: That's what I'm trying to say, Michael. What if they weren't accidents? ***
Jen: I'm not up for this. Rex: It's what you need. Jen: This is what got me into trouble with Riley in the first place -- drinking with you. Rex: It's the with-me part that burns him. Jen: No, it's the lying-to-him part. Rex: Relax. I'll get you something to take the edge off, ok? A couple of blue margaritas over here. Jen: No, I'm not going to do that again. Rex: Make them virgins. Is that better? Jen: Nothing's going to make this better. Rex: Tell me what's going on. Jen: I'm going to Statesville prison, that's what's going on. Rex: Not if you get rid of those bank deposit slips. You did, didn't you? Jen, tell me you listened to me. Jen: I did. Rex: But not Riley? He rat you out? Jen: No. No. He just -- he wants to find out who planted the deposit slips so that he can help me. Rex: By running to daddy? Jen: Well, I'm not sure that that's what he did. Rex: Sure, he is, the spineless punk. Jen: Shut up, ok? If you're going to act like that, then I'm just leaving right now. Rex: No, no, no, no, no. I'm sorry. I apologize. Jen: Maybe Riley's right. Maybe if they just find out who planted the deposit slips, then we'll find out who the killer is and this will just be over. Rex: That's if they believe you and start looking for somebody else. Jen, this makes you look really bad. Jen: I know. What am I supposed to do? Rex: Just don't worry, don't worry, don't worry. Look, I'll think of something, ok? I'm not going to let you go down for this. Jen: Oh, great. Marcie and Michael are here. I can't deal with them right now. I can't deal with anybody. Rex: But me? Come here. ***
Michael: John asked me not to say anything, but he's been asking a lot of questions about Julie, you know, how she died. Marcie: He was suspicious? Michael: Yeah. If what you're saying is true -- if Hudson and Julie were murdered like characters in your book -- Marcie: Then there's a possibility that there's a copycat out there. Michael: Yeah. Marcie: Which would mean that I'm responsible for Julie and Hudson's death. Michael: No, no, that is not true, ok? All you did was write a book, sweetie. Marcie: And if I hadn't written the book, Michael, then Julie and Hudson might still be alive. Michael: We don't know that, and we don't know that these aren't accidents. Marcie: Michael, one, maybe, but two people? Come on, even you have got to admit it's a little strange for it to just be a coincidence. Michael: Maybe we should talk to my brother. *** Rex: Incoming. Marcie: Hey, Jen. Jen: Hey, Marcie. Marcie: So what are you doing here, and with rex? Rex: Now, is that any way to talk about the guy who helped hold your hand when you almost bit it a few weeks ago? Marcie: Please. Michael: Where's Riley? Rex: They had a fight, ok? Marcie: Are you all right? Jen: Yeah. No, it's fine. We'll work it out. Marcie: Well, what happened? I mean, what'd you guys fight about? Jen: It was just -- it's stupid, it's fine. Marcie: No, it's not stupid, Jen, not when you love someone like you love riley. Rex: Whoa, way to go, Marcie. Make her feel even worse, why don't you? Marcie: I didn't mean to make her feel any worse. I'm sorry, Jen. It's just -- look, whatever happened between you and riley, it doesn't mean you have to start hooking up with Rex again. Rex: Ok, am I invisible here? Marcie: I wish you were. Why don't you just leave her alone? Rex: I don't get it. I thought we were pals. Marcie: Oh -- Rex: Besides, all Jen's got to do is say the word and I'm gone. Jen: It's fine. We're just hanging out, Marcie. Marcie: Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of. Rex: Maybe you ought to worry more about yourself. What are you doing with Dr. Mike here? I thought you two were busted up. Marcie: We're just friends. Right, Michael? Michael: Yeah. Just friends. Rex: Just like Jen and me. Or is that what you're afraid of? ***
Marcie: Not that it is any of your business, Rex, but Michael and I -- we're together because we were discussing something, that's all. Rex: Well, it must be important. I mean, when people split up, they don't have much to do with each other -- unless they can't stay apart. Michael: What goes on between me and Marcie is between me and Marcie. Rex: Right. Just like Jen and me aren't any of Marcie's business. Right? Jen: Cut her some slack, ok? Marcie: You know what? It doesn't even matter, because we need to go. You know, Jen, maybe you should just come with us. Rex: Still, like I'm not even here. Marcie: Well, you just never know what could happen to somebody. Jen: Is this because of Hudson and Julie? Marcie: Why? Why -- why would you say that? I don't -- Jen: Because we're all a little jumpy about what happened. Rex: Yeah, but it's not like it's going to happen Jen. Ahem. What are the odds, right? Marcie: Just be careful, ok? I don't trust him. Rex: Don't worry. She's safe with me. Marcie: Come on, let's go. You think maybe we should have said something to Jen, you know, about the fact that someone might be copying the murders out of my book? Michael: I don't know. I think that we should probably talk to my brother first. Marcie: Ok. Rex: I know Marcie's your best friend and all, but, man, she seriously needs to chill. Jen: She cares about me. Rex: And I don't? Hmm? All right, now, what did you do with the deposit slips? You didn't -- you didn't, you know, leave them back at your place or give them to Riley, did you? Jen: Nope. I've got them right here. I didn't know what else to do with them. Rex: I do. *** Jen: I'm not sure this is such a good idea. Rex: What else are you going to do with the deposit slips? Let Riley's old man send you to jail with them? They can't convict without evidence. Jen: Riley knows that I had them. Rex: So? It's his word against yours. Just tell them that he made it all up. Jen: What do you mean, call him a liar? Rex: It's better than him calling you a murderer. Jen: Look, he's trying to help me. Rex: Oh. This guy can do no wrong, can he? Jen: I love him. Rex: Even though he's serving you up on a plate to the cops? Jen: Well, I can't really help it. You know, when you love somebody, it just -- it's a part of you. You can't just shake it off, even if you wanted to. Rex: Yeah, tell me about it. *** Evangeline: Are you seeing anything about that character's car crash? John: No, nothing yet. [Doorbell rings] John: You expecting someone? Evangeline: No. Michael: Evangeline? John? [Knock on door] Michael: Come on, somebody open up. John: Hey, guys, come on in. Marcie: Hi. Oh, hey, you're reading my book. John: Hmm. Marcie: Michael, he's reading the book. Evangeline: Yeah, he's reading it to me. Come on in. Michael: Hey, you're feeling better. Marcie: Hi. Evangeline: Yeah, I'm feeling a little bit better. John: Actually, we were just about to call you. Marcie: Oh, really? Why? John: Well, because of this. Marcie: Oh. Michael: Yeah, yeah, that's why we're here, too. Tell him, Marcie. Marcie: Well, I mean, I don't know how far that you've gotten into the book -- and I don't want to give anything away, so don't be mad at me if I give anything away -- but, see, the thing is, is that one of the characters in the book died in a fire and the other one died in a car accident. And I know that Julie and Hudson -- you know, they were just accidents, right, but -- but the thing is, what I'm trying to say is that the character Ben, who died in a fire -- well, somebody caused him to fall down the steps, and the other character, Shawn, who died in a car accident -- well, somebody caused that, too. John: It's the same thing with your friend Julie. It wasn't an accident. Marcie: It wasn't an accident? So then -- then it's true? See? Somebody is -- they're trying to make "The Killing Club" real. ***
Marcie: See? It says right here, "Shawn's tire was shot out." John: Same as Julie’s. Marcie: Oh, God. Ok, but what about Hudson? You know, I mean, the character of Ben -- you know, he died in a fire like Hudson, but that was only after somebody tripped him with a wire on his basement steps. John: Hudson was found in the basement of his place. Michael: Was there any evidence of foul play? John: Not initially, but I'm going to double-check. Marcie: Ok, what if there was a wire? What do we do then? Evangeline: Ok, we're acting on a theory here, Marcie. There might not be anything to it. Marcie: Yeah, but there could be, and you -- you think so just as much as I do and so do you. That's why you're checking it out, because you think somebody's copying the murders in my book. But, why would they do that, John, and who would do it? ***
Jen: I should go. Rex: Back to Riley? Jen: I live with him. Rex: Don't do it, Jen. Jen: He's trying to help me. Rex: That kind of help's going to land you in Statesville. Come home with me. Jen: I can't. Rex: I'll take the couch. Jen: I appreciate everything you're doing, Rex, I really do. But, I love riley. Rex: Well, it looks like I'm going to have to help her by myself -- my own way. *** John: Look, I'm not going to call this thing until I check out Hudson's place. I'll be back, ok? Evangeline: Ok. John: Ok? Evangeline: Thanks. Marcie: John? John, I want to go. Michael: Yeah. Yeah, count me in, man. John: Take her home, Michael. Sleep on it. I'll call you in the morning. Marcie: How does he expect me to get any sleep? Michael: He doesn't. That's why we're not going to leave till he gets back. I hope you don't mind, E. Evangeline: I had a feeling you'd say that. Marcie: No, you know what? You're probably not feeling well. You probably don't want company, anyway. You know, maybe -- Michael, maybe we should just leave and get out of here. Michael: Yeah, we can go, if you want. Evangeline: Don't be ridiculous. Like I could get any rest, anyway. Come on, please, stay. Marcie: I can't believe this is happening. Michael: No, listen, it might not be happening. Marcie: If it is, if someone's trying to copy my book, then more people are going to die. ***
March 25, 2005
Michael: You know, this whole thing could just be a really terrible coincidence. Marcie: Michael, two people I know die exactly the same way as two characters in my book? What are the chances? Michael: Ok. Not so good. Marcie: And John already said, you know, that Julie didn't die in that car accident, she was murdered. And you know that fire that Hudson died in? That wasn't an accident either. Evangeline: Ok, why don't we not jump to conclusions, you know? Why don't we just wait until John gets back? Marcie: Ok. Evangeline: If there's something at the site of that fire, you can bet he'll find it. *** Evangeline: You know, the heroine in your book is a lot like you. Marcie: That's just because it's written in the first person. No, I'm nothing like Jamie. You know, she's successful, intelligent, and beautiful and -- Michael: Yeah, just like you. Evangeline: You know, she grew up in New Jersey with her father and brothers. Marcie: Yeah, yeah, I'll give you that. But, she's a cop. Michael: You worked for the cops. Evangeline: Busted again, Marcie. Marcie: Well, she does kind of always stick her foot in her mouth like I do and I always wanted to be an investigator like she is. Michael: You know, you did give Jamie some help. Don't forget about Rod. Evangeline: Right. Right. He's crazy about her, but he doesn't know what to do about it. Hmm. Yeah, pure fiction. *** Evangeline: Oh. Marcie: What'd you think? Evangeline: You had me fooled. Marcie: Really? Evangeline: I never saw it coming. I never would've guessed who the killer was. Michael: Hope John has better luck. [Knock on door] Marcie: Yeah. Evangeline: Let's see. Oh, hey. John: Hi. Marcie: What happened at Hudson's place? Did you find anything out? John: This doesn't go beyond this room, all right? Marcie: Ok. John: Someone strung a wire at the top of the basement steps to trip your friend. Marcie: Somebody set him up to fall. John: Then they set the fire, same as the vic in your book. Marcie: And Julie died just like the other character. Michael: So it's true. Some nut case read your book and now he's copying the murders. John: All right, now, wait. Correct me if I'm wrong here, but all the victims in your book, they were connected, right? They were members of some kind of club? Marcie: Julie and Hudson weren't part of "killing club." John: No, but they did have something in common. Marcie: Yeah. They had me in common. *** Evangeline: Marcie, you're not the only link between Hudson and Julie. They were both a part of that group that rebuilt the community center, right? Marcie: The love crew. John: Well, it seems the killer is targeting that group. Michael: Well, our cousin Shannon is a part of that group. John: I already talked to her. She's got 24-hour protection. Who else is on the list besides Shannon? Marcie: Jen, Riley, Mark, and Nick. I mean, you think some person who read my book might go after them? John: I don't know. But, two of the people on that list have been murdered, so what I need to know right now is how the other victims in your book were killed. Marcie: Ok. ***
March 28, 2005
Michael: Hey, look at that. You got a bunch of fan mail. Marcie: You're just trying to make me feel better. Michael: Yeah. Something wrong with that? Marcie: No. I just can't stop thinking about Hudson and Julie, you know, that they were killed in exactly the same way as two of the characters in "the killing club." Michael: John's on the case. He's going to find out exactly what's going on here. Marcie: I hope so, before someone else dies. Michael: Marcie -- Marcie: What? Michael: You can't think that way. Marcie: I'm trying. Michael: You can't. Marcie: Michael, I am trying. I'm trying to stay positive. I'm sorry. Thank you for taking me home. You want to -- you want to come inside maybe? Michael: Yeah. Marcie: Yeah? Michael: Yeah, I think that'd be nice. Marcie: Ok. Michael: Man. It feels weird in here, you know? Marcie: Yeah. Michael: Different, quiet. Marcie: Yeah, it's been a little lonely, you know, ever since the rest of the love crew -- they moved out. Michael: Yeah. Cold, too, huh? Marcie: Yeah. Michael: You got some serious goose bumps going on there. Though that -- that's not the exact medical term for -- Marcie: Goose bumps? Michael: Goose bumps. Marcie: Jen was always telling me to turn up the heat. Marcie: This is a great picture. See this? Everybody looks so happy. Jen and Riley and Shannon, Mark, Rex -- my favorite person. Michael: Yeah. Marcie: Nick. Michael: Yeah. I never liked that nick kid. Marcie: Oh, he's not so bad. Michael: Yeah, he's a jerk. Marcie: He came around. You know, Michael, we all got really close in the end and, you know, if someone's trying to target them, then I -- Michael: You don't know that, Marcie. Marcie: Yes, I do and I can't help but feeling responsible for the death of two of my friends, Michael. Michael: Marcie, you have to stop talking like that. You've got to. Marcie: I'm scared. I'm scared, Michael. I don't know what to do. I mean, who would want to do this to us? Why? Why would they do this to us? *** Marcie: Great. Michael: What? This is great. This is your first royalty check, Marcie. Look at the size of this check! I mean, you should be celebrating! Marcie: Yeah, you'd think i would want to celebrate, right? You know, I thought I would even frame the first check. You know what? I think it's late and -- and you -- you're probably on call tomorrow, so I really think that you should just go. I've wasted enough of your time. Michael: Marcie? Marcie: What? Michael: You really want me to go? Marcie: No. *** Marcie: No, look at the color. It goes over here, I think. Michael: Oh. Yeah, I think you're right. You know, I was never any good at this. Marcie: Puzzles? Michael: Yeah. That, too. You're -- you're feeling a little warmer. Marcie: Yeah. You know, I'm really glad you decided to stay. Michael: It was an easy decision. Marcie: You know, you've been great with everything. I really don't know what I would've done without you. Michael: You still don't get it. You think that I'm here because we decided that we were going to be friends. But I still really -- [noise] Marcie: Did you hear something? Michael, I think -- I think I heard something outside. Michael: No, I -- I didn't hear anything. Marcie: No, Michael, I'm serious. I think there's something outside ***
March 29, 2005
Marcie: I guess -- I guess I'm just a little jumpy, that's all, probably. Michael: Yeah. You know, I don't think that you should spend the evening alone. Marcie: Well, I would feel a little comfortable, you know, if someone else was here. I mean, I don't know if you would be willing -- [noise] Marcie: Come on, Michael, you -- you didn't hear that? Michael: No, I definitely heard that. Wait -- wait here, ok? I'm going to go and -- I'm going to go check it out. Marcie: Michael, don't go out there. Michael, be careful! *** Marcie: No, I told the other officer that I don't think there's someone inside of the house. I think that there's someone outside of the house. Yes and then my boyfriend just went out -- I mean, my friend just went out to check to see who it was. Michael: Marcie! Marcie, I got him! Open up! Open the door. Marcie: Oh, my God. Nick? *** Marcie: Michael -- Michael: I want to know what you were doing -- Nick: Back off! Michael: I'm asking you -- Marcie: All right, all right, calm down! Please, just calm down! Michael: I want to know what he was doing out there, or maybe we already know. Marcie: What are you talking about? Michael: Are you the one, Nick? Was it you? Nick: Get out of my face, man! "The one" what? Michael: The one who killed Julie and Hudson, huh? Was it you? Was Marcie next? *** Nick: Who the hell do you think you are, talking trash about me like that? Michael: Well, you talk trash about everybody else. Nick: All right, I'm not going to listen to this. Michael: Yeah, well, you're not going anywhere! Nick: Go to hell! Marcie: All right, hey -- please don't hit me, ok? Look, I want you to calm down because we don't know that nick did this. Michael: What are you talking about, Marcie? Who else could it be? It makes perfect sense, the way that he went after Hudson and Julie. Nick: What are you talking about? Michael: I am talking about your racist comments, tough guy -- not to mention the way that he treated you. Marcie: That was a long time ago, Michael. Nick: I would never do anything to Marcie -- or Hudson or Julie. Michael: Really? Then what the hell are you doing creeping around outside with a pair of gloves on? Nick: I was cold, ok, not that it's any of your business. Michael: You being here makes it my business. [Pounding on door] Ofc. Hensen: I'm officer Hensen. Marcie: Ok, just calm down, all right, guys? Hi. Hi, officer Hensen. Why don't you come on in. Ofc. Hensen: What's going on, Marcie? Michael: This guy -- Marcie: This guy is -- is a friend of mine, and, well, I thought that there was a prowler outside, but it just turns out that it was -- it was nick, and he was coming to visit. Right, Nick? So I -- I'm so sorry that we wasted any of your time. Really, we don't need you in here. You can -- you can just go back to work. We're fine, right? Right, guys? Ofc. Hensen: Ok, see you around. Marcie: Ok. Ofc. Hensen: Oh, and, hey -- I read "The Killing Club." Great book! Marcie: Thanks. Michael: Why'd you do that? Marcie: I didn't do -- Michael: Why did you let Nick off the hook? Marcie: Michael -- Nick: I didn't do anything! Michael: You took out Julie and Hudson! Nick: Why do you keep saying that? Those were accidents! Michael: You know what? I have it up to here with the stupid act! I'm not buying it! Marcie: I said stop it! This is Nick that we're talking about here, Michael! Michael: Yeah, nick, who's obviously had a couple of drinks. Maybe that's why you don't remember doing anything! Nick: Because I didn't do anything! Michael: Then what the hell are you doing here? Nick: I needed to talk to Marcie. Marcie: About what? Nick: It's Julie. I -- Michael: He killed her. Marcie: What? Michael: I knew it. I knew it! See? You see? Marcie: Michael -- Nick: I didn't kill her, you idiot, I loved her! *** Marcie: I -- I didn't even know you guys were going out. Nick: Three months. Marcie: Why didn't you tell anybody? Nick: Her parents. We weren't sure if they'd accept me. Michael: Well, that's irony for you. Marcie: Ahem. Nick: I changed, ok? Marcie: Nick, I'm so sorry. If I had known about you and Julie, I -- Nick: That's what I was coming here to talk to you about. Michael: Yeah, because you and Marcie are such close friends. Marcie: Michael, please? Michael: Ok. You guys -- you guys have a fight or something? Nick: What, before the accident? Michael: It wasn't an -- Marcie: Michael. Nick: Look, what's with the line of questioning, man? Marcie: It's just that the police are still investigating -- Nick: Because if it wasn't an accident, then -- Marcie: Look, look, you just have to let the cops handle this, ok? Nick: Why would somebody hurt Julie? Huh? Why? Marcie: I don't know. Nick: I really cared about her, Marcie. Marcie: I know. I cared about her, too. Nick, I care about you. Why didn't you come to me sooner and tell me about this? Nick: I'm sorry, you know, all the awful stuff I said about your weight and -- Marcie: Oh, please, I gave it back to you. Come on. Nick: I learned a lot from you, Marcie. Julie did, too and now -- you know, I never even got to tell her how much I loved her. I got to go. Marcie: No, Nick -- Nick, just -- ok, tough guy? He didn't do it, ok? He didn't kill Julie! He didn't kill Hudson! Michael: Yeah, but somebody did, ok, and they are still out there, which is why I'm worried about you. Marcie: I know. I know you are, but it doesn't mean that I'm in any danger. Michael: Marcie, it was your book. It's your book that they're copying the murders out of. I am not going to let you be the next victim, sweetheart. I'm just not going to let it happen. **** Marcie: I never should have written "The Killing Club." I never should have written it. Michael: Marcie, you have to stop blaming yourself. Marcie: No, Michael, you don't understand, ok? "The killing club" is not just a book. It was a real thing. Michael: Yeah, I know that. Marcie: Yeah, but it wasn't a very nice thing, and I wasn't a very nice person. Michael: I don't believe that. Marcie: When I first came to this town, I didn't have any friends. All right, maybe -- maybe I had Jen, but Jen -- she was just using me. Michael: Yeah. That's her problem. Marcie: Ok, well, when Al met me, he didn't like me, either. Michael: Al wasn't a very nice guy at first. From what I hear, you changed him, Marcie, you. Marcie: He changed me, too, Michael. I'm not -- I'm not the person who I used to be. I mean, what kind of a person forms a club about fantasizing about killing people, Michael? What kind of -- Michael: Sweetie, you didn't kill anybody! Marcie: No! No, I didn't kill anybody. But, I decided to write a book about that stupid club that I'm in, and now people are getting murdered, Michael! So, what is this? Is this karma that's coming back to me? Michael: Honey, honey, honey, honey. Whoever you were, whatever you were, you more than made up for it. People love you, Marcie. Everybody loves you, especially me. Marcie: You know, it's late, and you got to go, so -- Michael: No, I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying here with you. Marcie: Thank you. Michael: Listen, it's not going to be a big deal, ok? I'll sleep on the couch. Marcie: No. Michael: No big thing. Marcie: No, no, you've already done so much for me. I don't want you to worry about me anymore. Michael: Marcie, I'm not going anywhere. Marcie: But, Michael, you can't stay here forever. Michael: We'll work it out. Marcie: You mean the book, right? I mean, that's what you're talking about? Michael: Yeah. Yeah, yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Marcie: Ok. Michael: Listen, John is on the case, ok? And if there is anybody who can get a bead on this thing, it's my brother. Marcie: Ok. Michael: But until then, I'm staying here. So I don't want to hear another word about it, ok? Marcie: Ok, all right, fine! Fine, I have some of your old sweats upstairs, ok? I'll go get them.
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