The
Diner of Love
3503 Angel Square Court
Llanview, PA
"Nothin' Could Be Finer Than Some
Lovin' In the Diner"
"There ain't no lovin' like some diner lovin', hey ho"
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"Nothin' Could Be Finer Than Some
Lovin' In the Diner" |
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What can I get you?
Coffee's a dollar
I hope you like whip cream.
I just love the Voice of the Night. We have this special connection. |
MARCAL SCENES PAGE 5
Scene 9 Reality Check, Please
April 21 Setup: In the dining room at The Palace, Marcie, Al and Gabs are sitting at a table chatting when Bo enters. He talks to Renee who shares her suspicions with him that Rex is the thief who has been robbing guest at The Palace. Renee and Bo work out a plan then Bo walks over to the table to meet Gabs, Al and Marcie. Jen drifts into the dining room. Bo: Hey, everybody. Sorry I'm late. Gabrielle: Oh -- Al: (jumps up and shakes his hand enthusiastically) Hey, you're not late at all, man. Really great to see you. Thanks. Bo: Well, I think when you make up four incompletes from last semester, that's something worth celebrating. Al: Yeah. Gabrielle: Definitely. Bo: Congratulations. Gabrielle: Here's to American lit, psychology – (Gabs raises her glass) Al: Oh, come on, mom. Bo, Marcie and Al raise their glasses as well and then four of them click glasses in a toast and laugh merrily. Gabrielle: (Gabs tips her glass to Marcie) Oh, and here's to you, professor -- Marcie: Oh, why, thank you. Al: Yes. Hear, hear. Jen notices the four of them. She is obviously upset that Marcie, and Al for that matter, seems to be having such a good time when she is so miserable. She rushes over to the table. Gabs and Al both shift their gaze away from her. Jen ignores them and tries to remind Marcie where her first loyalties should lie. Marcie is in no mood to be taken on a guilt trip though. Jen: Marcie, hey. Marcie: Jen, hi. Jen: I haven't seen you around lately. Marcie: Well, I've been busy. Jen: Ok, well, give me a call. Maybe we can get together or something. Marcie: (nods) Maybe I will. Jen looks around at the four of them then rushes away. Everyone looks slightly embarrassed as if Jen had made scene. Jen runs into Rex who is in a foul mood and blows her off as well. Bo on the way somewhere else spots Jen and approaches her. He asks if she is okay. Jen snaps that she is fine and wonders why everyone keeps asking if she is okay. Bo tells it’s because people care. He asks if she would like to join he and Gabs, Marcie and Al but she declines the offer.
Later, back at the table Bo notices that Al is picking at his food. Bo: You're not hungry? Al: Um -- well, I -- no. It's good. I'm just -- I'm not really used to being the center of attention, you know? Bo: I mean, Al, you deserve it, you know? We're all proud of you. Gabrielle: Mm-hmm. Al: Yeah, yeah. It's just -- Gabrielle: It's just what, Al? Al: Well, it's just that now it's just given me a lot more pressure when finals come around. Marcie: (chuckles and touches his shoulder reassuringly) Oh, come on, Al, lighten up. You know what, and don't worry about finals. We're a team now. I'm not going to let you mess up. Gabrielle: And, Marcie, I have something for you. Gabs hands Marcie a small envelope. Marcie: For me? Gabrielle: Mm-hmm. Marcie opens the envelop and finds a check. Marcie: Wow. Whoa! A hundred dollars! I … I can't accept this, Ms. Medina. Gabrielle: Yes, you can. (Marcie tries to hand it back) No, no, it's a bonus. It's a bonus. I would've bought you something, but I have no idea what you need. Al is unduly interested in the check. He leans over and stares at it. Marcie: Thank you, that's very thoughtful. Gabrielle: Well, I want to thank you -- both Max and I want to thank you. We appreciate it. Marcie: Well, Al did all the work. Al perks up immediately. Al: Yeah. Yeah, that's right. And what about all the work I did? Bo: Hmm. Gabrielle: (smiles slyly) He thinks I've forgotten about him. Bo: Seems. Gabrielle: Yes, hmm. Here. (Gabs pulls out a small gift bag from next to her chair and hands it across the table to Al.) Bo helped me pick it out. I hope you like it. Al’s face drops. He tries to pretend to be happy and opens the gift. It’s a watch. Al: Wow. I mean, you didn't need to do this, you know? I mean, there was no reason for you to go out and spend this kind of money. Al studies the watch and threads it through his fingers. Gabrielle: Oh, yes, there was. You worked very hard and you accomplished everything and, as Bo says, you deserve it. Bo: Darn right. Marcie: (leans over playfully) Yeah, now at least you have no excuse to be late. Al: That's funny. That's very funny. Brad and his date slither in and Marcie immediately goes on high alert. Marcie: Oh, there's that creepy Brad guy. I can't stand him. Everyone looks over at Brad who is fronting as the big man for his date. Bo is especially interested and studies Brad for a while but Gabs turns back quickly. Gabrielle: Why do you say that? He looks all right. Marcie: (whispers conspiratorially) Yeah, but he's a drug dealer. Bo looks at Marcie with interest. Al looks over at Brad. He appears both worried and hopeful. Al slips the watch on and Gabs focuses her attention on him. Gabrielle: Very handsome. Oh, and the watch isn't bad, either. Bo: Yep. Looks real good. Don't forget to wind it. Everyone laughs. Al: Thanks, mom. Gabrielle: You're very, very welcome. Bo: Marcie? Do you have any proof that this guy deals drugs? Marcie: Not exactly. Al: It's a rumor. You know how people talk. Marcie: (shocked) You're defending him? Al: No, I'm not defending him. It's just you can't ruin a guy's rep over a rumor. Marcie: (looks at Bo and Gabs) His entire fraternity was totally suspended last month. Gabrielle: Well, I find this entire conversation quite tasteless. Anyone for dessert? Al: I think that's a great idea. You know what I'm going to do? I'm going to go get the waiter, okay? Al jumps up. He rushes over near Brad and talks to a waiter who is close by. Al: Hey, that table over there -- they'd like to order some dessert. The waiter goes over to the table and Al slips in front of Brad. Al: All right. Listen -- I really need to talk to you. Brad: Not here, all right? I'll meet you on the terrace in five minutes. Al: Okay. Al walks back toward the table.
Later, Bo, Gabs, Marcie and Al are once again all sitting at their table. Brad gets up and walks toward the terrace. Al spots him and jumps up. Al: Uh, you know what? I have to make a call. So I'm going to do that, and I'll be right back, okay? Gabrielle: Do you know what, Al? I'm going to say goodbye to you now because I have to get back to "The Banner." Gabs gets up and Bo and Marcie follow suit. Al: Oh, okay. Bo: And I got to get going, too. Gabrielle: I love you, Sweetie. Al: I love you, too, mom. Hey, thanks a lot. Mom, Bo, Marcie, thank you guys so much for lunch and for the watch and, well, everything. Bo: Okay. Gabs, Bo and Marcie all say goodbye to each other. Bo and Gabs leave. Marcie turns to Al. Marcie: Listen, I have to go to the ladies' room. I'll be right back. Al: (enthusiastic) Yeah, yeah.
Out on the terrace, Al and Brad meet. Al: Listen, I need to get some more stuff. Brad: Ok, that's no problem. You got any cash? Al: I need to front it from you. Brad walks toward the terrace doors. Al gets in his path. Al: Please -- Brad: No -- Al: Please. I'm good for the money, okay? You know I'll pay you back. Brad: You still owe me from last time. Al: Please, do me the solid. Brad: No. Look, Holden, I like you, all right, but this is business, okay? Brad walks to the doors and puts his hand on the knob. Al: (pulls the watch off his wrist) Hey, hey, hey. Wait. Wait. Brad turns around slowly with an annoyed expression on his face. Al dangles the watch. Al: Look. I have this.
In the meanwhile, Marcie returns to the main dining room and realizes Al is not there. She looks around and notices Brad walking back in from the terrace. Brad slides next to his date and Marcie spots the watch. She rushes over to Brad’s table. Marcie: Where'd you get that watch? Brad: Well, that's none of your business. (Brad’s date smirks) Go away. Marcie cuts her eye at him but then rushes off. She walks out on the terrace catches Al popping pills into his mouth. Marcie knows the packet of pills out of his hands. Marcie: What are you doing?
April 22 Setup: Marcie catches Al popping pills and knocks the bag out of Al’s hands. He dives after them and retrieves the bag. Al: (holds the bag in front of her face and yells) Why would you do something like that, huh? What is wrong with you? Why would you knock this out of my hand? Marcie: Those are drugs. Al: No, Marcie. (He waves the bag in front of her nose) They're aspirin. I have a headache. Marcie: It's not aspirin. Those are uppers. You're on them, aren't you? Al: You asked me about this before. What did I tell you? Marcie: Yeah, and you lied! You're on drugs and you're addicted. Al: (looks hurt) You think that I'm some drug addict? Marcie: You're acting like one. Al: No, Marcie, I'm acting like a person with a splitting headache. Marcie: That's because you need the drugs! Al: This is aspirin, Marcie. (He waves the bag in her face. He’s cocky and sure he can convince her that she has made a mistake.) Aspirin. Marcie snatches the bag out of his hand. Al: Give -- Marcie: Is that what these are? Al lunges forward and tries to snatch them back but Marcie moves them out of reach. Al looks desperate now. Al: Marcie, give me -- give me the pills. Al tries to snatch the pills again but she pulls them out of the way. Marcie: You got these from Brad, didn't you? I saw him wearing the watch your mom just gave you. You traded them in for a bunch of pills! Al: (steps back and slows his speech to an exaggerated degree) Marcie, I am not playing with you here, okay? Marcie: (not the least bit intimidated) Yeah, neither am I. I'm not going to let you mess up your whole life just over pills! Al: What are you talking about, Marcie? My grades are up, I am passing everything. Marcie: You're passing out, and you're sick half the time. Al: That is not because of drugs, okay? (Al grabs her and struggles to get the pills from her.) Look, will you just give me my pills? Marcie: No, I'm not –Al: Give them to me! Marcie: No! (turns her back and then shoves the bag of pills down the
front of her sweater. Al: Why would you do something like that? Why would you do that? Al pumps his hands in the air in utter frustration. Marcie: These pills are making you crazy! Al: (Looks at Marcie’s sweater and balls his hands then relaxes them) Don't think that I won't go… (Al stops in his tracks and throws his hands up in frustration) -- ugh! Al storms away in a huff. Marcie: (calls after Al) Hey, you thanked me for giving a damn. That's all I'm doing now.
Al is on a street corner talking to a very scruffy looking man. Al is very hyper and fidgety and not at all discrete. Al: Hey. Listen, I've been told that you may be able to supply me with some, you know -- you know, mood elevators, man. Man: You got money? Al: Yeah, I got money. Man: Then you heard right. Al: All right, cool. What do you got? Man: Hey, hey, hey, hey. You want to get us both busted? Al: No. Man: I do my business in private. Over here. The man walks toward an alley. Al follows him.
In her dorm room, Marcie writes in her diary: "Dear diary -- I've got this friend, and he's in trouble. I don't really know what to do about it. The Voice of the Night would know what to do." She looks over at the radio. Marcie: Where is he when I need him? She walks over to the radio and turns it off then leaves the room. Meanwhile, Al is anxiously trying to make a purchase from the drug dealer. Al: So, what do you got, man? Man: Keep it down. There's a cop over here. Al looks in the direction the man indicated and the man uses the distraction to get the drop on Al. He hits Al so he falls to the ground and then viciously kicks him in the side. Al rolls over in pain. The dealer lifts his wallet and disappears.
Later, Al is laying on his back on the bed in Marcie’s room. She is sitting at her desk reading something. He wakes up and she notices him and walks toward the bed. Al: What -- oh. What's going on? Marcie: Some guys I know helped me get you here. Al: "Here"? Marcie: My dorm room. Al looks around the room and notices the door closed and taped shut. Al: What do you think you're doing, Marcie? Marcie: Saving your life. SCENES
MARCAL
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