SERIAL Episode 9- "Loose Ends"
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EPISODE 9 "Loose Ends"
Opening Scene- Ben is pulling up at the complex. He gets out, clutching a bottle of whiskey. He sees France's cat, Phi. They pass an acknowledging glance at each other. The Christmas lights are still up as it is Christmas where things last left off. He notices his lock has been tampered with and he storms inside. He rushes for the bedroom, checks his closet and sees everything is as it should be- his dead wife laying against the wall for him. He holds his head inside his hands and goes to the couch and sits in darkness. He screams once to release his anger and stares at the tampered lock.
A voice emerges from the darkness- A Familiar one from "The Dez". Ben recognizes it right away as Jim. JIM emerges from the hallway holding a silencer in his right hand.
<b>Ben</b>- Jim, how the hell did you find me?
<b>Jim</b>- I've been following you, Ben.
<b>Ben</b>- What the fuck do you mean?
*Jim shoots him in the shoulder with the silencer. Ben gasps and clutches his hand across his shoulder.
<b>Jim</b>- Now, Ben, I have came here tonight for many reasons. One of them is certainly how you've treated me.
<b>Ben</b>- And how is that?
<b>Jim</b>- You've humiliated me, Ben. You've invaded my personal space, bullied me and been an asshole to everyone you come into contact with. That is one good reason.
<b>Ben</b>- You spoke to ME the first time we spoke, Jim, and you know that.
<b>Jim</b>- And I apologized and felt badly about that. But you just haven't been able to let it go, Ben. LEAVE ME ALONE, you twisted pervert.
<b>Ben</b>- What do you mean?
*Jim hits him across the face with the butt of the gun.
<b>Jim</b>- You will stop mocking me, Ben! All you do is use Dez for her guilt and sit around and judge everyone else in the room besides. I hate you and what you stand for. But what I want tonight is ANSWERS! Answers to whatever I ask and whenever I want it.
<b>Ben</b>- I guess you've already flipped shit.
<b>Jim</b>- SHUT UP! My first question for you is WHY? Why do you act the way you do to people?
<b>Ben</b>- Because its who I am.
<b>Jim</b>- Oh but its not. You don't know anything about who you are. Thats why you hate those of us who do.
<b>Ben</b>- What is it you want me to say?
<b>Jim</b>- Do you have ANY feelings? Any at all?
<b>Ben</b>- Of course, you stupid drunk hillbilly. You shot me! Are you prepared to deal with the consequences of that?
<b>Jim</b>- I guess you don't have any. My next question would be "Why in the fuck is there a dead woman in your closet?"
<b>Ben</b>- (touchy) Its none of your goddamn business.
*Jim smacks him in the face with the gun again
<b>Jim</b>- You are sick. You are so seriously sick.
<b>Ben</b>- So is everyone else Jim. There is no such thing as a healthy human being.
<b>Jim</b>- Ever since you nearly choked the life out of me in front of everyone, my life has went straight to hell, Ben. One of my employees saw me there that night. People at work have started to bully me now. BECAUSE OF YOU. The added stress has made me crazy. So much so that my wife of twenty years left me, Ben. My life has went to shit since I met you. Now I have to start all over again and fix it. So I ask you "What would you do Ben?".
<b>Ben</b>- (emotionlessly) I don't know nor care.
<b>Jim</b>- Exactly, Ben. It's sad. SO very sad.
<b>Ben</b>- Everything is sad, Jim. Everything. I have never felt more need from a world in all my fucking days. (changes) NOW LEAVE ME ALONE!
<b>Jim</b>- Can't do that, Ben. I need to harass you like you harassed me. Destroy your hopes and dreams like you did to me.
<b>Ben</b>- Do whatever you wish. You don't know my hopes or dreams or couldn't begin to fathom them.
<b>Jim</b>- Well, answer me one more question, Ben.
<b>Ben</b>- You're the one whose sick, Jim. You and your cowardice.
*Jims eyes raise and he cocks the gun again
<b>Ben</b>- I don't care anymore. Ask your question.
<b>Jim</b>- What are your last words? (aims gun at his head)
<b>Ben</b>- Everything is transparent when you look long enough, Jim.
<b>Jim</b>- I agree. And Fuck You. *Shoots Ben in the neck
*Ben starts spewing blood and falls to the floor. He tries to crawl himself toward the bedroom to get to his beloved. Jim comes up behind him and shoots him in the back three times.
<b>Ben</b>- (staring toward the bedroom) I am coming back to you.
<b>Jim</b>- (Interjecting) No you're not! *Shoots him point blank
*Ben falls to the ground dead. Camera pans to Ben's beloved as we hear Jim in a muffled cry.
**OPENING CREDITS ROLL "Mad World" **
*Greta and Jekyll awake in Greta's bed as the sun rises and the alarm goes off. Greta looks over at the time and shrugs. She gets out of bed naked and walks over and cuts it off and goes back to lay down.
<b>Jekyll</b>- Always a great thing to wake up to in the morning.
<b>Greta</b>- You've only seen it two mornings so far.
<b>Jekyll</b>- I'm speaking for the future tense.
<b>Greta</b>- Presumptious men are certainly the funniest.
<b>Jekyll</b>- You are one hell of a beautiful woman, Greta. You do know that right?
<b>Greta</b>- Of course I do.
<b>Jekyll</b>- I never thought I'd ever have such a sexy view of the mornings.
<b>Greta</b>- Uh-huh. I feel that smoke going up in my ass. (getting into bed)
<b>Jekyll</b>- So, did you enjoy your Christmas? (kisses her neck) You definetly slept like a baby.
<b>Greta</b>- It was a very nice Christmas. (getting serious for just a moment, staring at him) I thought I was going to be a wreck without Em this year. You really helped me get through it without getting hammered and for that, I thank you.
*Jekyll kisses her.
<b>Greta</b>- How was your Christmas?
<b>Jekyll</b>- I got just what I wanted. (smiling like a naughty boy)
<b>Greta</b>- Why dont we take it to the shower? Mommas got things to do today.
<b>Jekyll</b>- Daddy would like that very much. (smiling big)
*France and Sassy are in bed at Sassy's place. Sassy's new cat, Leprecahn, is licking itself on the bed.
<b>France</b>- I feel like the laziest woman in the world this morning. I don't want to move.
<b>Sassy</b>- It's like my ass has been stapled to this mattress. (pause) Or maybe it was the Ambien Demorall cocktail.
<b>France</b>- I am NEVER getting high with your crazy ass again. You had me laughing so hard I nearly pissed myself.
<b>Sassy</b>- I'm sorry but that fucking chicken was the funniest fucking thing I have ever seen on TV.
<b>France</b>- (laughing in spite herself) Maybe it was funny the FIRST three times.
<b>Sassy</b>- You were laughing every time.
<b>France</b>- And I was high as a kite. I would've laughed if terrorists bombed your mattress.
<b>Sassy</b>- You wanna go out for breakfast?
<b>France</b>- I guess. As long as we go together. (winks)
<b>Sassy</b>- (teasingly) You still freaked out?
<b>France</b>- Finding out you were Aunties sister was definetly a shock. I guess what is really important is that she doesn't find out we're together. Something tells me she'd get one of the biggest bugs up her ass she has ever got.
<b>Sassy</b>- My sister can be a bit predictable. I have to admit. But she doesn't have to know. To be honest, I'm more shocked that you are involved with her.
<b>France</b>- Yeah..well
<b>Sassy</b>- What did you do?
<b>France</b>- (slowly) I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
<b>Sassy</b>- Well I hope you know that you can tell me anyhting, France. Anything at all.
<b>France</b>- I'd say give me a kiss.
(They kiss passionately.)
***JD and Natasja are doing yoga in the living room. Natasja is unusually silent.
<b>JD</b>- Nats, you are quieter than Angelito at a border crossing this morning. Talk to me, please.
<b>Natasja</b>- What's to say? I'm fine. I just feel like shit this morning. I had too much to drink.
<b>JD</b>- Why don't I believe you?
<b>Natasja</b>- (flexing a perfect split) I'm stumped. Why?
<b>JD</b>- (changing subject subtly) Me and Ang are going out on a proper date tonight.
<b>Natasja</b>- A proper date? What's that to you? Using a condom?
<b>JD</b>- Natty, what's wrong?
<b>Natasja</b>- FINE! Wanna know what's wrong? I don't trust her. Lets take away the fact that she's a redhead and think about the situation. Suddenly, she's in town. She's very hush hush about why and suddenly she's drudging up old memories of people neither one of you are anymore.
<b>JD</b>- What does that mean?
<b>Natasja</b>- Do I have to spell it out for you, asshole? She's an opportunist.
<b>JD</b>- Ang isn't like that.
<b>Natasja</b>- (with dalliance) Neither was Job. Or so you thought! (changing to bitterness) Your head is too far stuck up your own ass to notice when someone is playing you.
<b>JD</b>- Bullshit. You're just jealous and I must say, Nat, that attribute is attractive on you.
<b>Natasja</b>- (smacks him in the face) Fuck you, JD. I wouldn't be jealous of you if you were a urinal and I was living in a river of piss.
<b>JD</b>- I like it when you abuse me.
<b>Natasja</b>- Listen JD. I am just trying to keep you alert. We're friends- for some crazy ass reason I have to ask myself from time to time- and I don't wanna see you get hurt the way you hurt others.
<b>JD</b>- The way I hurt others?
<b>Natasja</b>- You have to admit you've fucked over some people.
<b>JD</b>- With What? Honesty?
<b>Natasja</b>- (stops the yoga) Honesty. (laughs) Is that what you call it? (starts to walk away) I thought it was fear.
<b>JD</b>- Well, Nats, you know I love you but in this instance, I think you're being a bitch! A hot bitch in those PJ's but a bitch all the same. Ang is someone I loved from long ago and someone I never got over really. I have to see this through. I can take care of myself but I'm going to chalk up this outburst to jealousy and leave it at that.
*Natasja gives him a dirty look
<b>JD</b>- However, you and Angel are my best friends in the world and nothing will change that. And certainly not a lover. The only way I am settling down is if Brad Pitt and Anjelina Jolie are merged genetically into one person and add their salaries together. (smiles)
<b>Natasja</b>- (trying to keep calm) Fuck! You'd be more likely to be their newest adopted Colombian baby.
<b>JD</b>- Incest must be best. You lived around it awhile.
*Natasja slaps him again as he runs. She catches up and grabs him, smacks him, pauses and hugs him.
<b>Natasja</b>- Just be careful is all I'm saying, Juan. I can't believe your birthday is in a few days. Dont think I'm getting you anything, you little bastard.
<b>JD</b>- I'll be fine, silly. My life is full of gifts. *Natty smiles
<b>Natasja</b>- Yeah..thats what people say just before they're destroyed.
<b>JD</b>- I just can't wait to see if Ang remembers.
**Lin walks into a beautiful corporate building named "Ero Exo". As she walks in, she sees a dominatrix getting onto the elevator with an adult man in a babys outfit and a nearly naked man.
<b>Lin</b>- (to the dominatrix) Hold the elevator!
*The dominatrix gives her a dirty look and lets the door close
<b>Lin</b>- Fucking cunt! Now I have to wait till the damn thing comes down again.
* A beautiful, tall Hispanic woman with long black hair appraoches her, wearing high heels and holding a purse with Cher's picture on it.
<b>Lin</b>- Well. we have a few minutes to wait. Its' just on its way up.
<b>Champagne</b>- It does get impatient waiting for things to get up sometimes, doesn't it? (smiles)
<b>Lin</b>- YES! I am here for an interview. How about you?
<b>Champagne</b>- I'm a model.
<b>Lin</b>- I should've known. You're stunning.
<b>Champagne</b>- Well. darling, thanks! Just so there is no confusion, I am one of those models who does know how to think for herself.
<b>Lin</b>- I guess those are a commodity.
<b>Champagne</b>- Oh, baby, you have no idea! (wicked laugh)
*Lin laughs
<b>Champagne</b>- My names Champagne.
<b>Lin</b>- What an elegant name. My name is Lin.
<b>Champagne</b>- Well, nice to meet you, Lin. What job are you applying for?
<b>Lin</b>- I was actually looking to become an independent sales rep here and maybe even branch out with the business I am already in.
<b>Champagne</b>- What business is that?
<b>Lin</b>- Sex toys.
<b>Champagne</b>- (feigning shock with a grin) My, my, Lin, you are a naughty lady.
<b>Lin</b>- Oh, baby, you have no idea! (wicked laugh)
*Ayn and Kaitlyn are checking the mail. Kaitlyn grabs the morning paper. Her eyes become very intent on something.
<b>Kaitlyn</b>- Ayn, check this out!
*Ayn comes over and sees an article in the side column about the death of Rodney Ring. Ayn recognized him as the man her and Kaitlyn killed. The article said "Survived by his wife, Tilda, and her two kids, Matt and Desiree". Ayn looks completely shocked and looks at Kaitlyn, who still looks shocked. It goes on to say "There will be a funeral proceeding today at 2 PM at West Ruths Episcopal".
<b>Ayn</b>- He WAS married! (pause) The fucker had kids.
<b>Kaitlyn</b>- Who probably got the same treatment as you did.
<b>Ayn</b>- Look at his picture! (stares at it in disbelief) They make him look like a fucking saint. This isn't the man we killed.
<b>Kaitlyn</b>- (grabs to her shoulder) Now, Ayn, we dont want to announce it to the neighborhood.
<b>Ayn</b>- Sorry! I just cant get over this shit! I mean- who the fuck was this psycho?
<b>Kaitlyn</b>- I dont know, Ayn. I just don't know.
<b>Ayn</b>- It terrifies me just looking at it.
*They both stare at the picture
<b>Kaitlyn</b>- Well- if you ask me, you found out who he really was and we did the world and his family a favor.
*Ayn keeps staring at the picture.
**Auntie is fixing herself a cup of coffee and adding ALOT of creamer. She stirs it and takes a big drink. She picks up her cell phone and speaks into it "TJ" and the phone shows "RINGING TJ". Tjaman answers on the other end.
<b>Tjaman</b>- Yes, Arlene. What do I owe the pleasure of you trying to track me down for a week?
<b>Auntie</b>- It's time we had another one of those talks, TJ.
<b>Tjaman</b>- What's up?
<b>Auntie</b>- Actually, TJ, you dont want me to ask me that question this time of the morning. You know what a bitch I am in the afternoon and in the evening. WELL, I'm an even bigger bitch in the morning and if I discuss the events of my week in this condition, I'm libel to throw my phone and every piece of furniture in the goddamn place out front and have a bonfire.
<b>Tjaman</b>- Tenacity has always been my favorite quality of yours, Arlene.
<b>Auntie</b>- And here I thought it was all the shit you make me do for you.
<b>Tjaman</b>- Arlene, friends are friends but true friends come with benefits.
<b>Auntie</b>- And what do you call that tall drink of water, Tina?
<b>Tjaman</b>- Half-full.
<b>Auntie</b>- So when can I come in? London Bridge is falling down if you know what I mean.
<b>Tjaman</b>- Any chicken littles I should know about?
<b>Auntie</b>- There may be a cluck or two. I can't find Glenn. Nick and Armaan are dead and Noah has escaped and has a couple of files he shouldn't have.
<b>Tjaman</b>- How did you let this happen?
<b>Auntie</b>- My father was dying and I had some business to take care of.
<b>Tjaman</b>- Excuses. I'll clear my afternoon. See me then. We got to do some damage control.
<b>Auntie</b>- You're telling me! I walk out this fucking house for a few days and Extreme Makeover: HELL Ediditon tranforms my fucking life.
*Tjaman hangs up
*Auntie takes another drink of coffee and turns on "The Price Is Right". She sits down, laughing.
*We see BILLY wandering around in the distance but the focus goes to Marcus and Elm, who are jogging at the park.
<b>Marcus</b>- I'm glad you got me jogging again.
<b>Elm</b>- It's about damn time, dude. You got no motivation.
<b>Marcus</b>- That has to be the most hilarious thing a pothead ever said to me.
<b>Elm</b>- So you seeing that Rach girl again tonight?
<b>Marcus</b>- Yeah. Tonight is the night.
<b>Elm</b>- It's about time you grew some balls. If you aren't feeling it, you aren't feeling it. You think you owe the world something? Fuck that. Too many men waste their lives conforming. If you don't think you're going to love her, man, then let it go. Give the bitch a chance to make her own way.
<b>Marcus</b>- It isn't that easy, alright. You have to remember my stress level is higher from living with you now (in teasing snide)
<b>Elm</b>- (laughs) So is your "Im stoned as a goddamn bone" level. Its went up too, right? (Marcus smiles) Well, I am going to send that "I am surrounded in pussy, motherfucker" level up too before I'm finished with you.
<b>Marcus</b>- I'm sure you will.
<b>Elm</b>- What did you tell Greta last night?
<b>Marcus</b>- I told you NOTHING. Noone suspects a thing.
<b>Elm</b>- You better be careful. I damn sure ain't telling nobody.
<b>Marcus</b>- It's all my fault and I will handle it. I've handled enough in my life..what's a little more?
<b>Elm</b>- I'm glad we're buddies now. I know your shit and you know mine. I'm not used to that at all. I didn't share my stories with the band. They were far too stuck on themselves to listen.
<b>Marcus</b>- Been there. Done that. Lets go to the Dez when we're through.
*They keep jogging and the camera pans to Billy watching like he knows one of them.
***COMMERCIAL***
EPISODE 9 "Loose Ends"
Opening Scene- Ben is pulling up at the complex. He gets out, clutching a bottle of whiskey. He sees France's cat, Phi. They pass an acknowledging glance at each other. The Christmas lights are still up as it is Christmas where things last left off. He notices his lock has been tampered with and he storms inside. He rushes for the bedroom, checks his closet and sees everything is as it should be- his dead wife laying against the wall for him. He holds his head inside his hands and goes to the couch and sits in darkness. He screams once to release his anger and stares at the tampered lock.
A voice emerges from the darkness- A Familiar one from "The Dez". Ben recognizes it right away as Jim. JIM emerges from the hallway holding a silencer in his right hand.
<b>Ben</b>- Jim, how the hell did you find me?
<b>Jim</b>- I've been following you, Ben.
<b>Ben</b>- What the fuck do you mean?
*Jim shoots him in the shoulder with the silencer. Ben gasps and clutches his hand across his shoulder.
<b>Jim</b>- Now, Ben, I have came here tonight for many reasons. One of them is certainly how you've treated me.
<b>Ben</b>- And how is that?
<b>Jim</b>- You've humiliated me, Ben. You've invaded my personal space, bullied me and been an asshole to everyone you come into contact with. That is one good reason.
<b>Ben</b>- You spoke to ME the first time we spoke, Jim, and you know that.
<b>Jim</b>- And I apologized and felt badly about that. But you just haven't been able to let it go, Ben. LEAVE ME ALONE, you twisted pervert.
<b>Ben</b>- What do you mean?
*Jim hits him across the face with the butt of the gun.
<b>Jim</b>- You will stop mocking me, Ben! All you do is use Dez for her guilt and sit around and judge everyone else in the room besides. I hate you and what you stand for. But what I want tonight is ANSWERS! Answers to whatever I ask and whenever I want it.
<b>Ben</b>- I guess you've already flipped shit.
<b>Jim</b>- SHUT UP! My first question for you is WHY? Why do you act the way you do to people?
<b>Ben</b>- Because its who I am.
<b>Jim</b>- Oh but its not. You don't know anything about who you are. Thats why you hate those of us who do.
<b>Ben</b>- What is it you want me to say?
<b>Jim</b>- Do you have ANY feelings? Any at all?
<b>Ben</b>- Of course, you stupid drunk hillbilly. You shot me! Are you prepared to deal with the consequences of that?
<b>Jim</b>- I guess you don't have any. My next question would be "Why in the fuck is there a dead woman in your closet?"
<b>Ben</b>- (touchy) Its none of your goddamn business.
*Jim smacks him in the face with the gun again
<b>Jim</b>- You are sick. You are so seriously sick.
<b>Ben</b>- So is everyone else Jim. There is no such thing as a healthy human being.
<b>Jim</b>- Ever since you nearly choked the life out of me in front of everyone, my life has went straight to hell, Ben. One of my employees saw me there that night. People at work have started to bully me now. BECAUSE OF YOU. The added stress has made me crazy. So much so that my wife of twenty years left me, Ben. My life has went to shit since I met you. Now I have to start all over again and fix it. So I ask you "What would you do Ben?".
<b>Ben</b>- (emotionlessly) I don't know nor care.
<b>Jim</b>- Exactly, Ben. It's sad. SO very sad.
<b>Ben</b>- Everything is sad, Jim. Everything. I have never felt more need from a world in all my fucking days. (changes) NOW LEAVE ME ALONE!
<b>Jim</b>- Can't do that, Ben. I need to harass you like you harassed me. Destroy your hopes and dreams like you did to me.
<b>Ben</b>- Do whatever you wish. You don't know my hopes or dreams or couldn't begin to fathom them.
<b>Jim</b>- Well, answer me one more question, Ben.
<b>Ben</b>- You're the one whose sick, Jim. You and your cowardice.
*Jims eyes raise and he cocks the gun again
<b>Ben</b>- I don't care anymore. Ask your question.
<b>Jim</b>- What are your last words? (aims gun at his head)
<b>Ben</b>- Everything is transparent when you look long enough, Jim.
<b>Jim</b>- I agree. And Fuck You. *Shoots Ben in the neck
*Ben starts spewing blood and falls to the floor. He tries to crawl himself toward the bedroom to get to his beloved. Jim comes up behind him and shoots him in the back three times.
<b>Ben</b>- (staring toward the bedroom) I am coming back to you.
<b>Jim</b>- (Interjecting) No you're not! *Shoots him point blank
*Ben falls to the ground dead. Camera pans to Ben's beloved as we hear Jim in a muffled cry.
**OPENING CREDITS ROLL "Mad World" **
*Greta and Jekyll awake in Greta's bed as the sun rises and the alarm goes off. Greta looks over at the time and shrugs. She gets out of bed naked and walks over and cuts it off and goes back to lay down.
<b>Jekyll</b>- Always a great thing to wake up to in the morning.
<b>Greta</b>- You've only seen it two mornings so far.
<b>Jekyll</b>- I'm speaking for the future tense.
<b>Greta</b>- Presumptious men are certainly the funniest.
<b>Jekyll</b>- You are one hell of a beautiful woman, Greta. You do know that right?
<b>Greta</b>- Of course I do.
<b>Jekyll</b>- I never thought I'd ever have such a sexy view of the mornings.
<b>Greta</b>- Uh-huh. I feel that smoke going up in my ass. (getting into bed)
<b>Jekyll</b>- So, did you enjoy your Christmas? (kisses her neck) You definetly slept like a baby.
<b>Greta</b>- It was a very nice Christmas. (getting serious for just a moment, staring at him) I thought I was going to be a wreck without Em this year. You really helped me get through it without getting hammered and for that, I thank you.
*Jekyll kisses her.
<b>Greta</b>- How was your Christmas?
<b>Jekyll</b>- I got just what I wanted. (smiling like a naughty boy)
<b>Greta</b>- Why dont we take it to the shower? Mommas got things to do today.
<b>Jekyll</b>- Daddy would like that very much. (smiling big)
*France and Sassy are in bed at Sassy's place. Sassy's new cat, Leprecahn, is licking itself on the bed.
<b>France</b>- I feel like the laziest woman in the world this morning. I don't want to move.
<b>Sassy</b>- It's like my ass has been stapled to this mattress. (pause) Or maybe it was the Ambien Demorall cocktail.
<b>France</b>- I am NEVER getting high with your crazy ass again. You had me laughing so hard I nearly pissed myself.
<b>Sassy</b>- I'm sorry but that fucking chicken was the funniest fucking thing I have ever seen on TV.
<b>France</b>- (laughing in spite herself) Maybe it was funny the FIRST three times.
<b>Sassy</b>- You were laughing every time.
<b>France</b>- And I was high as a kite. I would've laughed if terrorists bombed your mattress.
<b>Sassy</b>- You wanna go out for breakfast?
<b>France</b>- I guess. As long as we go together. (winks)
<b>Sassy</b>- (teasingly) You still freaked out?
<b>France</b>- Finding out you were Aunties sister was definetly a shock. I guess what is really important is that she doesn't find out we're together. Something tells me she'd get one of the biggest bugs up her ass she has ever got.
<b>Sassy</b>- My sister can be a bit predictable. I have to admit. But she doesn't have to know. To be honest, I'm more shocked that you are involved with her.
<b>France</b>- Yeah..well
<b>Sassy</b>- What did you do?
<b>France</b>- (slowly) I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
<b>Sassy</b>- Well I hope you know that you can tell me anyhting, France. Anything at all.
<b>France</b>- I'd say give me a kiss.
(They kiss passionately.)
***JD and Natasja are doing yoga in the living room. Natasja is unusually silent.
<b>JD</b>- Nats, you are quieter than Angelito at a border crossing this morning. Talk to me, please.
<b>Natasja</b>- What's to say? I'm fine. I just feel like shit this morning. I had too much to drink.
<b>JD</b>- Why don't I believe you?
<b>Natasja</b>- (flexing a perfect split) I'm stumped. Why?
<b>JD</b>- (changing subject subtly) Me and Ang are going out on a proper date tonight.
<b>Natasja</b>- A proper date? What's that to you? Using a condom?
<b>JD</b>- Natty, what's wrong?
<b>Natasja</b>- FINE! Wanna know what's wrong? I don't trust her. Lets take away the fact that she's a redhead and think about the situation. Suddenly, she's in town. She's very hush hush about why and suddenly she's drudging up old memories of people neither one of you are anymore.
<b>JD</b>- What does that mean?
<b>Natasja</b>- Do I have to spell it out for you, asshole? She's an opportunist.
<b>JD</b>- Ang isn't like that.
<b>Natasja</b>- (with dalliance) Neither was Job. Or so you thought! (changing to bitterness) Your head is too far stuck up your own ass to notice when someone is playing you.
<b>JD</b>- Bullshit. You're just jealous and I must say, Nat, that attribute is attractive on you.
<b>Natasja</b>- (smacks him in the face) Fuck you, JD. I wouldn't be jealous of you if you were a urinal and I was living in a river of piss.
<b>JD</b>- I like it when you abuse me.
<b>Natasja</b>- Listen JD. I am just trying to keep you alert. We're friends- for some crazy ass reason I have to ask myself from time to time- and I don't wanna see you get hurt the way you hurt others.
<b>JD</b>- The way I hurt others?
<b>Natasja</b>- You have to admit you've fucked over some people.
<b>JD</b>- With What? Honesty?
<b>Natasja</b>- (stops the yoga) Honesty. (laughs) Is that what you call it? (starts to walk away) I thought it was fear.
<b>JD</b>- Well, Nats, you know I love you but in this instance, I think you're being a bitch! A hot bitch in those PJ's but a bitch all the same. Ang is someone I loved from long ago and someone I never got over really. I have to see this through. I can take care of myself but I'm going to chalk up this outburst to jealousy and leave it at that.
*Natasja gives him a dirty look
<b>JD</b>- However, you and Angel are my best friends in the world and nothing will change that. And certainly not a lover. The only way I am settling down is if Brad Pitt and Anjelina Jolie are merged genetically into one person and add their salaries together. (smiles)
<b>Natasja</b>- (trying to keep calm) Fuck! You'd be more likely to be their newest adopted Colombian baby.
<b>JD</b>- Incest must be best. You lived around it awhile.
*Natasja slaps him again as he runs. She catches up and grabs him, smacks him, pauses and hugs him.
<b>Natasja</b>- Just be careful is all I'm saying, Juan. I can't believe your birthday is in a few days. Dont think I'm getting you anything, you little bastard.
<b>JD</b>- I'll be fine, silly. My life is full of gifts. *Natty smiles
<b>Natasja</b>- Yeah..thats what people say just before they're destroyed.
<b>JD</b>- I just can't wait to see if Ang remembers.
**Lin walks into a beautiful corporate building named "Ero Exo". As she walks in, she sees a dominatrix getting onto the elevator with an adult man in a babys outfit and a nearly naked man.
<b>Lin</b>- (to the dominatrix) Hold the elevator!
*The dominatrix gives her a dirty look and lets the door close
<b>Lin</b>- Fucking cunt! Now I have to wait till the damn thing comes down again.
* A beautiful, tall Hispanic woman with long black hair appraoches her, wearing high heels and holding a purse with Cher's picture on it.
<b>Lin</b>- Well. we have a few minutes to wait. Its' just on its way up.
<b>Champagne</b>- It does get impatient waiting for things to get up sometimes, doesn't it? (smiles)
<b>Lin</b>- YES! I am here for an interview. How about you?
<b>Champagne</b>- I'm a model.
<b>Lin</b>- I should've known. You're stunning.
<b>Champagne</b>- Well. darling, thanks! Just so there is no confusion, I am one of those models who does know how to think for herself.
<b>Lin</b>- I guess those are a commodity.
<b>Champagne</b>- Oh, baby, you have no idea! (wicked laugh)
*Lin laughs
<b>Champagne</b>- My names Champagne.
<b>Lin</b>- What an elegant name. My name is Lin.
<b>Champagne</b>- Well, nice to meet you, Lin. What job are you applying for?
<b>Lin</b>- I was actually looking to become an independent sales rep here and maybe even branch out with the business I am already in.
<b>Champagne</b>- What business is that?
<b>Lin</b>- Sex toys.
<b>Champagne</b>- (feigning shock with a grin) My, my, Lin, you are a naughty lady.
<b>Lin</b>- Oh, baby, you have no idea! (wicked laugh)
*Ayn and Kaitlyn are checking the mail. Kaitlyn grabs the morning paper. Her eyes become very intent on something.
<b>Kaitlyn</b>- Ayn, check this out!
*Ayn comes over and sees an article in the side column about the death of Rodney Ring. Ayn recognized him as the man her and Kaitlyn killed. The article said "Survived by his wife, Tilda, and her two kids, Matt and Desiree". Ayn looks completely shocked and looks at Kaitlyn, who still looks shocked. It goes on to say "There will be a funeral proceeding today at 2 PM at West Ruths Episcopal".
<b>Ayn</b>- He WAS married! (pause) The fucker had kids.
<b>Kaitlyn</b>- Who probably got the same treatment as you did.
<b>Ayn</b>- Look at his picture! (stares at it in disbelief) They make him look like a fucking saint. This isn't the man we killed.
<b>Kaitlyn</b>- (grabs to her shoulder) Now, Ayn, we dont want to announce it to the neighborhood.
<b>Ayn</b>- Sorry! I just cant get over this shit! I mean- who the fuck was this psycho?
<b>Kaitlyn</b>- I dont know, Ayn. I just don't know.
<b>Ayn</b>- It terrifies me just looking at it.
*They both stare at the picture
<b>Kaitlyn</b>- Well- if you ask me, you found out who he really was and we did the world and his family a favor.
*Ayn keeps staring at the picture.
**Auntie is fixing herself a cup of coffee and adding ALOT of creamer. She stirs it and takes a big drink. She picks up her cell phone and speaks into it "TJ" and the phone shows "RINGING TJ". Tjaman answers on the other end.
<b>Tjaman</b>- Yes, Arlene. What do I owe the pleasure of you trying to track me down for a week?
<b>Auntie</b>- It's time we had another one of those talks, TJ.
<b>Tjaman</b>- What's up?
<b>Auntie</b>- Actually, TJ, you dont want me to ask me that question this time of the morning. You know what a bitch I am in the afternoon and in the evening. WELL, I'm an even bigger bitch in the morning and if I discuss the events of my week in this condition, I'm libel to throw my phone and every piece of furniture in the goddamn place out front and have a bonfire.
<b>Tjaman</b>- Tenacity has always been my favorite quality of yours, Arlene.
<b>Auntie</b>- And here I thought it was all the shit you make me do for you.
<b>Tjaman</b>- Arlene, friends are friends but true friends come with benefits.
<b>Auntie</b>- And what do you call that tall drink of water, Tina?
<b>Tjaman</b>- Half-full.
<b>Auntie</b>- So when can I come in? London Bridge is falling down if you know what I mean.
<b>Tjaman</b>- Any chicken littles I should know about?
<b>Auntie</b>- There may be a cluck or two. I can't find Glenn. Nick and Armaan are dead and Noah has escaped and has a couple of files he shouldn't have.
<b>Tjaman</b>- How did you let this happen?
<b>Auntie</b>- My father was dying and I had some business to take care of.
<b>Tjaman</b>- Excuses. I'll clear my afternoon. See me then. We got to do some damage control.
<b>Auntie</b>- You're telling me! I walk out this fucking house for a few days and Extreme Makeover: HELL Ediditon tranforms my fucking life.
*Tjaman hangs up
*Auntie takes another drink of coffee and turns on "The Price Is Right". She sits down, laughing.
*We see BILLY wandering around in the distance but the focus goes to Marcus and Elm, who are jogging at the park.
<b>Marcus</b>- I'm glad you got me jogging again.
<b>Elm</b>- It's about damn time, dude. You got no motivation.
<b>Marcus</b>- That has to be the most hilarious thing a pothead ever said to me.
<b>Elm</b>- So you seeing that Rach girl again tonight?
<b>Marcus</b>- Yeah. Tonight is the night.
<b>Elm</b>- It's about time you grew some balls. If you aren't feeling it, you aren't feeling it. You think you owe the world something? Fuck that. Too many men waste their lives conforming. If you don't think you're going to love her, man, then let it go. Give the bitch a chance to make her own way.
<b>Marcus</b>- It isn't that easy, alright. You have to remember my stress level is higher from living with you now (in teasing snide)
<b>Elm</b>- (laughs) So is your "Im stoned as a goddamn bone" level. Its went up too, right? (Marcus smiles) Well, I am going to send that "I am surrounded in pussy, motherfucker" level up too before I'm finished with you.
<b>Marcus</b>- I'm sure you will.
<b>Elm</b>- What did you tell Greta last night?
<b>Marcus</b>- I told you NOTHING. Noone suspects a thing.
<b>Elm</b>- You better be careful. I damn sure ain't telling nobody.
<b>Marcus</b>- It's all my fault and I will handle it. I've handled enough in my life..what's a little more?
<b>Elm</b>- I'm glad we're buddies now. I know your shit and you know mine. I'm not used to that at all. I didn't share my stories with the band. They were far too stuck on themselves to listen.
<b>Marcus</b>- Been there. Done that. Lets go to the Dez when we're through.
*They keep jogging and the camera pans to Billy watching like he knows one of them.
***COMMERCIAL***


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