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TAKE TWO
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4
Katjam007
Hayes
Suggests Marcie Have Liposuction
(January 7, 2005)
1/9/05
“Over my dead body.”
Michael looks at Hayes.
Michael: “Marcie and I need to talk. Privately.”
Hayes nods, gets up and leaves. Michael sits across from Marcie.
Marcie: “I think we’ve said all we have to say, Michael.”
Michael: “Not about this. I can’t believe you’re actually considering
liposuction. Do you know what the risks are?”
Marcie: “Not exactly, but—“
Michael: “This is Hayes idea, isn’t it? He sure as hell is determined to put
you in the hospital and keep you there.”
Marcie: “That’s enough, Michael! You don’t know anything about Hayes or
what he’s trying to do. He only has my best interests at heart.”
Michael: “That’s a load of crap. Ever since you hooked up with this guy
he’s made you feel inadequate. He’s put you on a crazy diet—“
Marcie: “That was my fault, not his.”
Michael: “And now he’s trying to convince you to have a procedure done that
you don’t even need.”
Marcie: “It will make me look slimmer.”
Michael: “Some men like women with curves.”
Marcie (mumbling): “Al did.”
Michael: (pause) “He wasn’t the only one.”
Marcie: (pause) “I don’t see why you even care anymore.”
Michael: “I never said I stopped caring about you, Marcie. And I sure as hell
care more about you than Hayes.”
Marcie: “Well, none of that matters. It’s my body, and no one, not you or
Hayes has any one else has the right to tell me what I can and cannot do with
it. And if I want to dye my hair blonde or have my tongue pierced or get
liposuction then I will.”
Michael: “You’re getting your tongue pierced?”
Marcie: “Of course not. Now you’ve got me so mad I can’t think straight.
Look, the bottom line is you lost your right to tell me what to do when we broke
up. So thanks for your concern, but I know exactly what I’m doing.”
Michael’s beeper sounds off. He groans.
Marcie: “Figures.”
Michael: (getting up) “It’s the hospital…I’ve got to go.” (beat)
“Just one more thing.”
Marcie: “What?”
Michael: “Ask yourself, Marcie…what would Al think about all this? The
dieting, the liposuction…would he really want you to change to please someone
else?”
Michael gives her a long look, then leaves. Marcie sinks back to the chair,
Hayes comes back and sits down.
Hayes: “You okay?”
Marcie: “Yeah. I’m fine.”
Marcie picks up menu along with Hayes.
Hayes: “I’ll have a Cobb salad.”
Marcie: “I’ll have one too…and a slice of pecan pie.”
Hayes: “Marcie—“
Marcie: “Just shut up and drink your water.”
Cut to Michael at the hospital a couple hours later. He’s walking by Dr.
Lipo’s receptionist, sees Marcie talking to her. He hides behind the corner
and eavesdrops.
Receptionist: “Oh yes Ms. Walsh, the procedure is completely safe. I’ve had
it done before.”
Receptionist runs her hand along her slim hip.
Receptionist: “It really took care of my problem areas.”
Marcie: “I’m just not sure about this. I’ve never had surgery before.”
Receptionist: “This isn’t like regular surgery. People have it all the
time.” Receptionist leans in conspiratorially.
Receptionist: “And you won’t believe the compliments that will come your
way. The week after I had it done, three different guys wanted my phone number,
and they were all gorgeous and sexy men.”
Marcie: “Really? Oh, but I’m not looking to get a guy, I just broke up with
my boyfriend…it’s been really hard.”
Receptionist: “Then this is the perfect! Cast off the old boyfriend, get rid
of the extra blubber—it’s a brand new year and you’ll be a brand new you!
I’ll put you down for tomorrow at 9 am.”
Marcie: “But—“
Receptionist: “Yes?”
Marcie: (pause): “Never mind. Tomorrow’s fine.”
Marcie leaves, Michael is furious. He thinks for a moment, turns his badge
backward and walks up to the receptionist.
Michael (flashing a charming smile) “Pardon me, but was that Marcie Walsh I
just saw leaving?”
Receptionist: “Yes it was.”
Michael (leaning forward and laying on the charm): “I was wondering if you
could do me a favor.”
Receptionist (totally sucked in): “Sure.”
Michael: “Do you have Ms. Walsh’s phone number?”
Receptionist: “I’m not allowed to give out a patient’s personal
information.”
Michael: “Oh, I know. I wouldn’t ask you do to anything like that. I
wouldn’t want you to get in trouble. But I’m her doctor, and my
secretary’s been sick for the past week. The temp they hired has screwed up
all my appointments and I don’t have time to sort them out. Could you just
call her for me and remind her she has an appointment with me tomorrow?”
Receptionist: “Tomorrow?”
Michael: “Yes. At 9 am.”
Receptionist looks down at her appointment book.
Michael: “It’s a standing appointment—but sometimes she forgets. Which is
why she needs a reminder call. She has some….issues.”
Receptionist: “Issues?”
Michael: “Yes. I guess I should introduce myself. Dr. Michael…Hayes. Michael
Hayes. Psychiatrist. It’s very important Ms. Walsh doesn’t miss her
appointment with me.” He leans even closer. “I can’t stress that
enough.”
Receptionist: “Oh, oh…I see.” She scribbles something down in her book.
“I’ll just have to reschedule her appointment with Dr. Lipo then. He has
something open for next week.”
Michael: “Terrific. Thanks so much. You’re a real lifesaver.”
Receptionist: “You’re welcome.”
Michael starts to leave.
Receptionist: “Hopefully I’ll see you around sometime.”
Michael smiles and nods, then makes a quick escape. He leans back against the
wall and lets out a deep breath.
Michael: “A week. Maybe by then I can talk some sense into her.”
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