BAILEY’S DORM ROOM. Carrying his bags, BAILEY opens the door to his room and is overwhelmed by blaring rock music. COLE doesn’t see him, as he is “air-guitaring” to the music. Bailey sets down his bags and turns off the stereo. Confused, Cole stops air-guitaring and turns around to see Bailey.

COLE: (Smiling) Hey Sali, you’re back. (With a concerned look) Oh, hey…how’s your nephew?
BAILEY: (Curt) He gave us a bit of a scare…but he’s gonna be okay.
COLE: (Sincerely) That’s great, man.
BAILEY: (With a slight edge) Yeah.
COLE: (Oblivious to Bailey’s tone) Oh, I saved your messages for you. (Cole walks to the answering machine, and Bailey has a disturbed look as his eyes follow Cole.) There were only two – one from Will and…(shaking his head) I hate to be the one to tell ya…one from Professor Kaine.
BAILEY: (In a sarcastic tone) So, no one else called…?
COLE: (Confused by Bailey’s tone) Well, no one else left any messages. (Smiling) Oh, are you still worried about that psycho, Jenny? I think you’re okay, man. She hasn’t called since you left. (Smirks) You must have really done a number on her…(Cole’s smile is wiped off his face as Bailey interjects.)
BAILEY: (Sharply) Look, Cole…I’m not gonna tell you again – (with stern sincerity) I didn’t sleep with her. (Forcefully lowers his hand for emphasis) And I sure don’t need you telling Holly I did!
COLE: (Stunned) What? (Waving his hand) Wait a minute – I’ve never even talked to—
BAILEY: Cole, don’t lie to me! (Bailey looks to the side and sighs, trying to regain his composure.) She said you called her “Maria.” (Looking back at Cole.)
COLE: (Dumbfounded) What…? Why would I…are you sure…
BAILEY: (Sarcastically) Holly’s from England, Cole. How could you possibly mistake her voice for Maria’s?
COLE: (Shaking his head) I don’t know, man. This is the first I…(Cole stands frozen as his eyes open wide. After a moment, he thumps himself with his palm on his forehead.) Oh, no. (He closes his eyes, and falls into the chair by the desk. After a moment, he looks up at Bailey.) Man, I blew it.
BAILEY: You’re damn right you–
COLE: (Interrupting) No, no. Not that. (Using his hands for emphasis.) Well, yeah, that too, but what I mean is…(quietly, to himself) God, that must have been Holly.
BAILEY: What are you talking about?
COLE: I’m sorry, Salinger. I did get a call from some chick with a British accent. I kind of forgot about it because I was pretty hung-over at the time. But I thought it was Maria pretending to have a British accent…remember that day you guys were studying…? (Bailey’s head drops, but then he looks back at Cole.)
BAILEY: But that’s still not the point, Cole. You told her I slept with someone…and I didn’t.
COLE: (A sincere expression comes over his face.) Look, I’m sorry. I really thought…(Cole’s sentence fades into deep thought. After a brief pause his eyes light up.) Hey, why don’t you get her on the phone? I’ll tell her what happened.
BAILEY: (Shaking his head he walks to the wall and flops up against it.) Naw, that won’t work – she’ll just think I put you up to it.
COLE: (Pacing) But there’s got to be something…(Looks directly at Bailey) Hey, I…I really didn’t mean for this…(Looks down, shaking his head) I feel like crap, man…really.
BAILEY: (Nodding) It’s alright. (Looking down) Y’know, it’s funny - when I first found out, I was in shock. I was begging for Holly to believe me…(Looking up) and I was ready to kill you. (Cole steps backwards.) But…I started thinking about it on my flight back. (Looking up, nodding) Maybe it’s a good thing that this happened.
COLE: (Surprised) What? But you’re always saying—
BAILEY: She wouldn’t believe me, Cole. No matter what I said – even after I swore it wasn’t true (After a pause, he stands up from the wall.) So, what’s the point? If there’s no trust, there’s nothing.
COLE: Now hold on—
BAILEY: No, Cole…it’s okay. See, it’s not like this is the first time something like this has happened. I mean, I’m still mad about what happened, but…I guess…(He shrugs) Maybe she’s just not the girl I thought she was. (Cole and Bailey are speechless for a moment, then Bailey grabs his backpack and walks toward the door.) I’m gonna go see if I can catch Kaine in her office. (Walking out the door.) I’ll see ya.
COLE: (With a sigh) Yeah. (Bailey closes the door, and Cole stands still in thought. He begins pacing, nervously running his hands through his hair. After a moment, he sits down at the desk. Grabbing a sheet of paper, he thinks again for a moment before pressing a button on the answering machine. A message begins playing.)
MESSAGE 1: *beep* Hey, Bay – this is Will. Where’ve you…(Cole presses a button and another message plays.)
MESSAGE 2: *beep* Mister Salinger, this is Phyllis Kaine. I’d like to…(Cole presses the button again, and another message plays.)
COLE: (To himself) C’mon, where are the old messages! (He presses the button a few more times to skip through other messages. Finally he finds the one he was looking for.)
MESSAGE 3: *beep* Bailey, it’s me – Jenny. I’m sorry to keep bugging you, but you haven’t called me, so…I guess I thought I’d give it another try. Look, I know you probably think I’m crazy or something, but, uh...I just…thought you were really cute and sweet. Anyway, call me if you’d like. (Cole grabs a pen.) My number is 436-8127. (Cole quickly scribbles the number.) Hopefully I’ll hear from you soon. *beep* (Cole puts the pen down and leans back in the chair with a slight sigh of relief.)

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JUILLIARD. CLAUDIA turns the key to her dorm room and enters. She puts her suitcase down in the living room and rushes to her bedroom. She hears loud music blaring from her room as she pushes the door open. To her astonishment, Tina and Valerie are sitting on the bed reading magazines and listening to music.

CLAUDIA: (Dumbfounded) You guys really did it…I can’t believe it! (Staring at Tina) You switched our rooms.
TINA: Well, yeah…Nora said—
CLAUDIA: You’re damn right she told me! She’s the only one I can trust in this place. I can’t believe—I mean, how could you do this without…without even asking me?!
VALERIE: (Defensive) But we—
TINA: (Interrupting) Look…you know that big corner window gave me the creeps…and all the noise from the birds on the ledge...Come on – you said yourself how you loved the view from that room. This way you have a better view and me and Val get to be right next to each other. (Claudia’s disgusted look is unchanged by Tina’s words. Tina pauses for a moment trying to find the right words to convince Claudia) Hey, look on the bright side, you’ll be farther away from my workout in the mornings. (Claudia rolls her eyes in utter disgust and storms out, heading toward her new bedroom. Tina and Valerie rush to get in front of her.)
VALERIE: (Holding her hands out to slow Claudia down) Listen, I want you to know that we took extra special care to place everything the way you left it, but…well…
TINA: See, we weren’t exactly sure where a few things went…
VALERIE: But we really tried, and—
CLAUDIA: (Moves Valerie’s hand with her own as she pushes past Val) If you were so careful, then why do you need to pre-empt me entering my room with— (Claudia opens the door and a look of shocked horror comes across her face as she sees her clothes and many of her personal items thrown about the room. Her drawers are torn apart and some aren’t even closed. Her sheets and pillows are in a pile on her bed. Claudia clenches her fists and talks in a quiet, but furious tone.) I can’t believe you!
TINA: (Still outside the room) But most of the furniture is exactly how you left it…
VALERIE: (Next to Claudia, she is looking inside the room and interrupts Tina. In disbelief, she speaks in a monotone.) We didn’t leave it like this…
CLAUDIA: (Oblivious to Tina and Val she enters the room and begins going through her things.) This is a mess! I suppose you just shoved everything under the bed and in…in the closet! (Looks directly at Val and Tina) I can’t believe this! (Tina and Valerie look at each other and shrug. Claudia walks over to the closet and turns the knob.)
VALERIE: But I swear, we— (Claudia opens the closet and sees her violin case tipped over and halfway open. Her violin has fallen out and is broken apart at the base of the neck. It is being held together only by the strings and a few pieces of shattered wood. Claudia bends over to pick it up. Trembling, she examines it, and looks to Tina and Valerie who are struck with surprised faces. Claudia looks back to her violin and, kneeling down, she begins to cry.)

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DAPHNE AND LUKE’S APARTMENT. LUKE is in Diana and Matthew’s room. DIANA is looking at a small bookshelf, carefully examining the books. MATTHEW is in his bassinet.

LUKE: (Stooping down, with his hand on Diana’s shoulder) Okay, sweetie. Which one do you want?
DIANA: I want…(she puts her finger to her mouth, thinking.)
LUKE: (Pointing to a book) How about Clifford?
DIANA: (Shaking her head, smiling) No!
LUKE: (Smiling) How about…The Snowy Day?
DIANA: (Shaking her head enthusiastically, smiling) No!
LUKE: Hmm. I think I know what you want. How about…Goodnight Moon?
DIANA: (Clapping) Yay!
LUKE: Okay, grab it. (Diana grabs the book, and Luke picks her up and sits down on a rocking chair with her.) You ready? (Diana nods, and Luke opens up the book.) “In the great green room there was a telephone and a red balloon and a picture of…” (Luke turns the page and smiles at Diana) “the cow jumping over the moon.” (Daphne walks in the room, smiling.)
DIANA: (Looking up) Hi, Mommy.
DAPHNE: Hi, pumpkin. Is Luke reading to you?
DIANA: Uh-huh.
LUKE: (Smiling, looking at Diana) Take a guess which one she wanted to hear.
DAPHNE: That’s great…but, uh…why don’t you read to Matthew, too?
LUKE: (Looking over at Matthew, who is making “happy” baby noises) Matthew? (Shrugs) But, he’s only two months old.
DAPHNE: (Raises her eyebrows) I know, but it’ll help him recognize your voice. Charlie used to read to Diana while she was still in the womb.
LUKE: (Shrugging his shoulders, he hesitates for a moment.) Well, okay…why not? (Luke walks over and rolls Matthew’s bassinet next to the rocking chair. He picks the book up and begins reading again, holding the book so both Diana and Matthew can see it.) “And there were three little bears sitting on chairs…” (Luke looks up at Daphne, who smiles lovingly at him.)

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DR. PHYLLIS KAINE’S OFFICE at Wharton. BAILEY has just walked into his professor’s office. DR. KAINE is on the telephone, and she holds her hand up to Bailey, indicating for him to wait for her. Bailey looks at the awards and certifications on her walls as she finishes up her conversation. After a moment, she concludes her call.

DOCTOR KAINE: (With a pursed smile, putting on her glasses) Yes?
BAILEY: (Nervously) Hi, I’m…Bailey Salinger. (Dr. Kaine’s smile begins to fade.) I left you a message about having to miss the last few classes.
DOCTOR KAINE: (With a stern look) Yes, I remember.
BAILEY: (Looking down, pacing) Well, I…um…I talked with a classmate who said we had a few written assignments while I was gone and…I’ve started working on them, but…I was hoping I could get a little more time. See, I’ve kept up with the reading, and I know—
DOCTOR KAINE: (Leaning forward) Mister Salinger…(Bailey stops, looking up.) You’ve missed four sessions in two weeks. Do you realize that you can be dropped for three unexcused absences over the entire semester?
BAILEY: (Shaking his head, his eyes open wide) No, I didn’t know that. But—
DOCTOR KAINE: (Interrupting) And leaving me a voicemail saying you’ll be gone doesn’t make them excusable. (Leaning back in her chair) Young man, we’re trying to prepare you for your entrance into the world of business. (With slight sarcasm) And let me tell you – I don’t know of any employers who would accept a voicemail as proper notification for a two-week absence.
BAILEY: But…see, I had this family emergency. My nephew—
DOCTOR KAINE: (Looking directly at Bailey) Then that’s the box you should have checked on your absentee request form. (Bailey looks astonished. Dr. Kaine takes off her glasses.) Mister Salinger, I know it’s hard for you to understand…but I can’t allow you to make up work you’ve missed during an unexcused absence. I’m sorry. (Bailey holds her gaze for a moment, then begins walking toward the door. Just before exiting, Dr. Kaine speaks.) Mister Salinger…(Bailey stops.) I do hope everything is alright with your nephew. (Dr. Kaine puts her glasses back on and begins working as Bailey leaves her office.)

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CLAUDIA’S DORM ROOM. TINA and VALERIE are outside of Claudia’s door. Valerie knocks once, but Claudia doesn't answer.

VALERIE: Look…Claud, Tina and I are so sorry for what happened to your violin. If there is anything we can do…
CLAUDIA: (Sobbing from inside) Sorry?! What good is sorry? Sorry isn’t going to fix my violin! My entire college career revolves around that instrument! How could you do this to me? (Tina and Valerie look at each other.)
TINA: Um…Claudia…we didn’t break your stupid violin.
VALERIE: (Whispering to Tina) Shh! She’s feeling bad enough!
CLAUDIA: (Sarcastically from behind the door) Oh…you didn't break my violin….then who did?!
VALERIE: (Quietly to Tina) Go on, tell her!
TINA: Tell her? Tell her what? (Sarcastic) That you were careless?
VALERIE: (Astonished) Me? I can’t believe you!
TINA: (Peers at Valerie and shakes her head before calling out to Claudia) You know, Claud, there are other people in this apartment! Why don’t you ask Heather or Nora?
CLAUDIA: I can’t believe how low you two allow yourselves to get. And to think I was actually starting to trust you. (Buries her head in her pillow and cries) Just go away!
VALERIE: (Uneasy from Claudia’s crying, she looks at Tina sideways.) Okay, Claud…so maybe we did do it…
TINA: (Whispering to Valerie) What? Why are you telling her that?
VALERIE: (Whispering to Tina) Come on, you know it was you. (Tina begins to protest, but Valerie continues.) Anyhow, we should have waited to move her stuff until she was here…so, we are sort of responsible. I mean, listen to her. (To Claudia) Okay…well, I’m not saying we did it…but it might have been an accident. All I know is that we were like, so careful! We saw your violin and knew that it was valuable so we took extra care. Honest Claud, we were so careful to make everything exactly the same way it was when you left, we just…didn’t finish.
TINA: (Peers at Valerie with a stubborn expression, but Valerie looks firmly at Tina. Whispering to Valerie) Oh, alright. (To Claudia) She’s telling you the truth, Claudia…
CLAUDIA: (With eyes still glazed with tears, Claudia opens her door.) You had no permission…what-so-ever! (Pushing her way through Tina and Valerie, Claudia exits. Nora steps out of her room and walks over to Tina and Valerie.)
NORA: You know, an instrument can be someone’s best friend.
TINA: (Sarcastically) Yeah…and like in your case, your only friend. (Tina rolls her eyes and grabs Valerie by the arm. The girls walk toward the living room.)

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CHARLIE’S HOUSE. CHARLIE and KIRSTEN are in the baby’s room. Charlie is holding an electronic thermometer under STEWIE’S armpit, taking his temperature. Kirsten is packing a diaper bag.

CHARLIE: (Looking down into the bassinet, speaking in a high-pitched voice) Aw, this doesn’t hurt. C’mon, Nick…we’re almost done.
KIRSTEN: (Peeking over Charlie’s shoulder) Make sure his arm doesn’t move, otherwise we won’t get an accurate reading.
CHARLIE: (Forcing a slight smile) Kirsten, I’ve done this before with Diana…many times, okay?
KIRSTEN: I know. (She returns to the diaper bag.) I was just – y’know – making sure.
CHARLIE: (Speaking to Stewie) I’d hold still if I were you, little guy. The alternative to the armpit isn’t real pleasant. (The thermometer beeps.) There we go. (Charlie looks at the thermometer’s reading.) Ninety-nine point one. (Looking at Stewie) Not bad, kiddo.
KIRSTEN: What was it last time?
CHARLIE: Uh, ninety-nine three.
KIRSTEN: I’d better write that down so I don’t forget…the doctor will want to know.
CHARLIE: (Picking up Stewie) That’s okay. I’ll remember. (Kirsten looks up from her packing.)
KIRSTEN: Oh, are…are you going?
CHARLIE: (Turning around, a bit surprised) Well, yeah. Why wouldn’t I?
KIRSTEN: I thought you would be too tired after staying up with him last night, so…I guess I just planned on taking him myself.
CHARLIE: Oh. (He pauses a moment.) Well, would you rather go alone?
KIRSTEN: (Quickly) Oh, no…no, it’s not that. I just thought…
CHARLIE: Because if you want me to stay here…
KIRSTEN: (Interrupting) Of course not, Charlie. We’ll all go…okay?
CHARLIE: (After a moment, he begins nodding.) Okay.
KIRSTEN: Okay. (She smiles and quickly raises her eyebrows before walking out of the room.)

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THE GUEST HOUSE. GRIFFIN is talking on the telephone and looks upset. MICHELLE is sitting on the couch with her feet hanging over the arm flipping through an apartment guide.

GRIFFIN: (Running his fingers through his hair, talking into the phone) Look, I don’t care, okay? (He listens to the other person) Uh-huh…yeah…(He sighs and looks at Michelle with a desperate expression. She returns his look of frustration with one of sympathy. A sneaky smile comes across her face.)
MICHELLE: (Calling out, she makes a funny face) Oh, darling…can you come here please?
GRIFFIN: (Trying to keep a straight face, still talking into the phone) No…that’s nobody….anyway…(sighs impatiently at what the other person is saying.) It doesn’t matter, Stephanie. Look, I told you it was over between us. Uh…look, I gotta go. I know – just…don’t worry about it…bye Stephanie. (Begins to hang up, but puts the receiver back to his mouth, sounding unsure) Bye. (He hesitates for a moment before hanging up the phone and letting out a tremendous sigh of relief.) Geesh.
MICHELLE: (Giggling) Guess she just knows a good thing and doesn’t want to let it get away.
GRIFFIN: (Shakes his head and smiles before nodding at her apartment guide) So, uh, how’s your search going?
MICHELLE: (Sitting up, dramatically sets the guide on her lap) Horrible.
GRIFFIN: (Sits next to her) Oh, come on. It can’t be that bad.
MICHELLE: (Sighs as she turns toward Griffin with a sincere expression) I don’t know how on earth I’m ever gonna afford a place. I had no idea apartments were so expensive out here.
GRIFFIN: Well, you make pretty good money at that marketing firm, don’t you?
MICHELLE: Not enough. Griffin, they want almost two grand a month. Plus gas and electric? And that’s not including groceries, clothes, car payments…
GRIFFIN: (Playful) Eh, you don’t need a car, public transportation’s good…
MICHELLE: (Playfully smacks Griffin as she stops and thinks for a moment. A somber expression comes across her face.) But seriously Griffin, what am I gonna do? I can’t stay with my sister forever. (Griffin is quiet for a few minutes as he contemplates her dilemma.)
GRIFFIN: Hey, how about getting a roommate?
MICHELLE: (Lowers her head and peers up at Griffin) I don’t know anybody around here…I mean, you’re not just my best friend, you’re like my only friend. (She pauses for a moment, then continues with a sneaky smile.) Unless, of course, you want to help with the rent.
GRIFFIN: (Sarcastic) Oh, yeah…me and my millions…
MICHELLE: Actually…it wouldn’t be a bad idea…(Griffin and Michelle are both quiet in thought for a few moments before Griffin breaks the silence.)
GRIFFIN: I couldn’t anyway. I mean, I need to be here for Owen and Diana.
MICHELLE: (Playful) I know…I was just being sarcastic…(Teasing) Come on, a girl can dream, can’t she?
GRIFFIN: (Shakes his head and smirks.) You’re crazy, you know that. (Michelle smiles and begins looking through the apartment guide again as Griffin grabs the television remote and turns the TV on.)

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UNIVERSITY OF PENNSYLVANIA. BAILEY and MARIA are sitting on a bench in front of an ivy-covered clock tower. Their backpacks are on the ground, and Maria is eating crackers from a small sandwich bag.

MARIA: (With her mouth half-full) So that was it? She just said you can’t make up the work?
BAILEY: Well, not exactly. She also said she could drop me for missing the classes…like she’s doing me a favor or something. (Looking down, sighing) I don’t know, Maria.
MARIA: (Leaning toward him) Bailey, you’ve got to talk to her again. Maybe she’ll change her mind. Professors like it when we have to grovel in front of them. (She pauses.) Besides, didn’t you say you have to have a “B” average to make it in that “study abroad” program?
BAILEY: (Looking up at her) Yeah, but—
MARIA: Well, how do you expect to do that if she won’t let you make up those assignments?
BAILEY: I…um…I don’t really know if I’m going to do that study abroad thing now.
MARIA: (Surprised) What? Why not?
BAILEY: Well, it’s Holly. (He pauses for a moment) We’re, uh…not really talking –
MARIA: (Playfully) Ooh, give me the details. (Bailey gives her a solid look, and Maria speaks concernedly.) Wow, you’re serious, huh? (Bailey nods.) What happened?
BAILEY: (Shrugs) Well, it started off as a miscommunication, but…I dunno, guess it showed me there’s just no trust between us, y’know? Take Bryan, for instance. If you thought he was doing something wrong, and he swore he wasn’t, wouldn’t you believe him?
MARIA: Of course.
BAILEY: Based on his word alone?
MARIA: Absolutely.
BAILEY: Well, me and Holly – see, we don’t…have that.
MARIA: But I thought you guys were so…happy?
BAILEY: Yeah, me too, but…well, I guess that’s just the way it is. (Bailey and Maria sit in silence for a moment.)
MARIA: Well, hey – why don’t you go out with me and Bryan tonight. We’re going to see Charlie’s Angels. (Bailey smiles half-heartedly.) What? You don’t think Cameron Diaz can cheer you up? And Elizabeth and Jean are going, so it’s not like you’ll be a “third wheel” or anything.
BAILEY: (Smiling) Thanks, but…I’ve got some things I need to do back at the dorm…
MARIA: You sure? C’mon – it’s Friday!
BAILEY: (Shaking his head) Naw, you guys go ahead. I’ll be fine.
MARIA: (Sighing dramatically) O-kay…but Cameron will be disappointed. (Bailey and Maria both laugh as the scene fades.)

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STUDENT CAFETERIA at JUILLIARD. CLAUDIA and NORA are sitting at a table, they have just finished eating lunch. Their book-bags are on the floor next to them. Nora’s violin case is gently resting on the chair next to her. Claudia is thumbing through a book.

CLAUDIA: I can’t believe how far behind I am!
NORA: Well, you ditched quite a few classes when Todd was here, and then going to see your nephew…
CLAUDIA: (Peers up at Nora from her book.) I get it, okay. I don’t need you lecturing me. (Claudia sighs and closes the book) And now everything’s a mess in the room. I just can’t get back into it, you know.
NORA: That’s okay…take your time. You’ve been through a lot.
CLAUDIA: Well, at least I don’t have to worry about orchestra – I mean, at least they’ve got someone competent filling in for first chair…(Claudia smiles proudly at Nora. Nora looks down and fiddles with her napkin.)
NORA: Aw, come on - you know I’m not as good as you…(Looks up at Claudia) Anyway, I’m sure it won’t take you too long to save up for a new violin…
CLAUDIA: Save up? What are you talking about? I still have plenty from my share of the sale of our house, even after tuition and…anyway…my brother sends me a check once a month from his business. (Nora looks shocked, as Claudia lowers her head and looks up at Nora, speaking softly.) We take care of each other, you know? So…money is not the issue here.
NORA: (Raises her eyebrows and crosses her arms on the table) Wow, thank God for scholarships, or else I wouldn’t be here. (She laughs with slight cynicism.) But at least you can replace it without a problem.
CLAUDIA: (Looks down, with a sad expression.) Getting the money and replacing it isn’t the problem. (Looks earnestly at Nora) It’s just that—my violin…it was my mother’s. She was a concert violinist. (Dreamy-eyed) I used to sit and watch her play for hours, when I was little…by that big window. Everything was so peaceful when she would play…
NORA (With an apologetic tone) Your…mothers? Wow, I had no idea. (Looks directly at Claudia with a compassionate expression) Now I understand why you’re so upset –
CLAUDIA: I almost don’t care about missing practice and what not…I mean – that just seems so insignificant now…
NORA: Eh, you’ll be back on track in no time. (Pauses, then looks earnestly at Claudia) Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help you out.
CLAUDIA: (Smiling appreciatively) Thank you, Nora. You’ve done so much already.
NORA: Well, not to disturb this moment we’re having but, uh…Professor Anderson isn’t too happy about his first chair missing so much school…so, you uh, better get back to studying. (Claudia puts her head down on the table while her hands rest on the back of her head.)

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DAPHNE AND LUKE’S APARTMENT. CHARLIE, LUKE, DAPHNE, and DIANA are standing in the living room. Charlie is holding a teddy bear in one hand and Diana’s hand in the other.

DAPHNE: (To Charlie) Are you sure you don’t want me to keep her another week?
CHARLIE: No, we’re fine. (Looking down at Diana, smiling) Besides, I’ve missed my little girl.
DAPHNE: So when’s Nick’s next appointment?
CHARLIE: Tomorrow. The doctor said everything looked great on Friday, so he said coming in over the weekend wouldn’t be necessary.
LUKE: Well, that’s good to hear.
DAPHNE: We were so worried.
LUKE: Y’know, Charlie – Amanda and I are doing fine right now on our own. Why don’t you take an extra couple of days—
CHARLIE: (Interrupting, waving his hand) Luke, no way. It’s already been two weeks. I appreciate it, but…Nick’s doing fine. Anyway, Kirsten’s home with him…so there’s no reason for me not to be working.
DAPHNE: Well, maybe I’ll ask Kirsten if she wants me to tag along tomorrow.
CHARLIE: Yeah, I’m sure she’d like that. (He pauses.) Oh, I forgot Diana’s car seat. Would it be alright…?
DAPHNE: Of course.
LUKE: It’s in my car. I’ll go get it. (Luke smiles and walks toward the door.)
CHARLIE: Thanks. (Luke exits, and Charlie kneels down to Diana.) Hey, why don’t you go grab some books so Daddy can read to you later, okay?
DIANA: Okay! (Diana runs enthusiastically to her bedroom.)
DAPHNE: (Whispering loudly to Diana) Don’t wake up your brother! (Daphne turns back to Charlie.)
CHARLIE: (With a look of discomfort) Look, Daph – I…uh…(sighing, looking down) I owe you a huge apology. (Daphne tilts her head, but continues looking at Charlie.) This whole stripping thing with Kirsten…(Daphne bites her lip, and looks to the side) I jumped to conclusions, and…(Charlie looks up) and I said some pretty bad things to you…things I really wish I could take back, but…
DAPHNE: But you can’t. (She looks at Charlie.)
CHARLIE: (Nodding, quietly) But I can’t. (He pauses, then speaks in his normal tone.) But I am sorry. I guess I just thought—
DAPHNE: (Interrupting) That some people never change?
CHARLIE: No, that’s not—
DAPHNE: (Whispering loudly, trying to hide her hurt feelings) Because you know what, Charlie? You have no idea what it’s like to be judged…
CHARLIE: Daphne…
DAPHNE: No, Charlie – I’ve got to say this. (Charlie looks at her and listens.) You’ve always done this. You’ve always judged me as a parent based on my past. (Charlie opens his mouth to speak, but then holds back, letting Daphne continue.) And Charlie, I don’t know how many times you’ve apologized for “jumping to conclusions” or “misjudging” me, but it’s too many. At some point, you’ve got to realize that I am a good parent.
CHARLIE: (Nodding his head as he looks down) I know.
DAPHNE: I am a good mother.
CHARLIE: You’re absolutely right and…I’m sorry. (Diana runs back into the living room with a couple of books.) You are a good mother, Daph.
DIANA: Okay, Daddy. (Charlie grabs the books and Diana gives Daphne a hug.) Bye, Mommy.
DAPHNE: Bye, pumpkin. You be good for Daddy and Kirsten. (Charlie holds Diana’s hand.)
CHARLIE: (To Daphne) I’ll…just, um…(Pointing toward the door) Meet Luke downstairs…(Charlie and Daphne hold their gaze for a moment before Charlie turns toward the door. As Charlie gets to the door, Daphne speaks.)
DAPHNE: Charlie…? (Charlie turns around.) What we talked about…that doesn’t mean I don’t forgive you…it’s just…(twiddling her fingers) It’d be nice to hear you say that more often…(Daphne bites her lip as her gaze moves from Charlie to the floor and back to Charlie. Charlie nods at her and smiles sincerely before exiting.)

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JENNY’S DORM ROOM at the UNIVERSITY OF PENNSYLVANIA. JENNY and COLE are standing by the desk in her room. Jenny is holding a phone to her ear in one hand and a scrap of paper in the other. Cole is standing next to her.

JENNY: (To Cole, nervously, while holding the receiver) Maybe she’s not home.
COLE: Well, then leave her a message. (A look of fear shoots across Jenny’s face.)
JENNY: (Into the phone) Hello, is this…Holly? (She listens, and then speaks, sounding very nervous.) Oh, hi…my name is Jenny, but…um…well, I guess that really doesn’t matter. Look, I’m calling about…about Bailey. (She listens again.) Who is this? Well, I’m…I’m the girl his roommate told you he…uh, slept with. (Listens, then speaks quickly.) No…no, please – don’t hang up. I – I’m calling you because…well, as much as I hate to admit it, he never did it. (She listens to Holly for a moment before continuing.) It’s kinda embarrassing actually, I mean…I really tried getting him to sleep with me – you gotta admit he’s a real hottie…sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. Anyway…he wouldn’t even dance with me. The truth is I spilled my drink on his shirt to try and buy some time with him, but…can I level with you - you know, girl to girl? (Pauses for a moment) I’ve never seen a guy like so devoted. You are way lucky. I mean, he wouldn’t stop talking about you…believe me, I tried…(She is cut off by Holly.) Yes, I swear. (She listens.) No, Bailey doesn’t even know I’m calling you. His roommate gave me your number. (She listens, then speaks to Cole.) She wants to know how you got her number.
COLE: It’s on our phone bill like fifty times.
JENNY: (Into the phone) He said— (She listens.) Oh, you heard him. Well, he’s the one who made the mistake, and…I just couldn’t let you throw away a great guy because of something I did in a drunken stupor. I’m really sorry. (Listens again.) Yeah, okay. You’re welcome. (Jenny slowly hangs up the phone with a nervous look.)
COLE: So?
JENNY: So what?
COLE: Did she believe you?
JENNY: (Slowly, somewhat dazed) Well, she said, “God, I feel so stupid,” so I’d take that as a yes. (Snaps out of her daze and looks at Cole) So now what?
COLE: (Takes a deep breath) Well…now it’s up to her.

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CHARLIE'S HOUSE. GRIFFIN is in the kitchen washing dishes. JULIA enters the kitchen and sits down on a kitchen chair. She is bending over tying her gym shoes when Griffin notices her.

GRIFFIN: Hey Jul. You, uh, heading over to the shelter?
JULIA: (Looks up) Huh? Oh. Actually I thought I’d take a walk. (Looks back down as she continues tying her shoes. Nonchalant) Wanna come with me?
GRIFFIN: (While washing dishes) Uh…sure. If you don’t mind waiting a minute while I finish these. (Julia finishes tying her shoes and gets up.)
JULIA: (Walking towards Griffin) Well, I can help…
GRIFFIN: (Raises an eyebrow) You sure? (Joking) I mean, I wouldn’t want you getting dish pan hands or something.
JULIA: (Playfully) Oh, yeah, uh…good point. I better just dry. (Julia grabs a towel and begins drying dishes. Griffin smirks and shakes his head. They wash and dry in silence for a few moments before Julia tries making conversation.) So, uh…I guess your job’s gonna be getting a lot easier now…
GRIFFIN: (Turns toward Julia) Huh?
JULIA: (Smiling) Well, with Kirsten home, you won’t have as many dishes to do, right? (Griffin looks surprised at Julia’s words.)
GRIFFIN: Yeah…I mean, I guess…(He shrugs) Guess I hadn’t really thought about it. (A disappointed look comes over Griffin’s face.)
JULIA: (Comforting) Hey, it’s not like they’re not gonna need you anymore. Kirsten’s still recovering from all that she’s been through and she’s still gonna need help…um, taking Owen to school and, uh…well, you know…helping Owen with his homework, and…(Griffin hands Julia the last dish and dries his hands. He lets out a sigh before looking at Julia.)
GRIFFIN: Julia, you don’t have to—(Griffin is interrupted by Owen running into the kitchen. He quickly opens the refrigerator, grabs a drink box and runs out again. Julia and Griffin laugh.) Geez, Tasmanian Devil. (Julia puts the last dish away.)
JULIA: Ready?
GRIFFIN: Yeah, sure. Let me grab a jacket. (Griffin grabs his jacket from the back of a chair as Owen darts back into the kitchen and sees that Julia and Griffin are walking toward the back door.)
OWEN: (Inquisitive) Where you guys goin’?
GRIFFIN: We were gonna take a walk…
OWEN: (Jumping up and down) Oh, can I come? Can I come? (Julia and Griffin look at each other and can’t help but smile.)
JULIA: Sure, O. (Owen bolts out of the kitchen and returns with his jacket. Julia raises on eyebrow at Griffin, smiling about Owen. Griffin opens the door and Owen rushes out first. Julia smiles appreciatively at Griffin as he holds the door open for her. His eyes dart around the room and back to her gaze before he follows her out of the door.)

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CHARLIE walks into a classroom at the City College of San Francisco, where traffic school is being held. He sits down at a desk toward the back of the classroom. There are approximately 10 other people in the room. An attractive woman in her early 50’s walks in and begins speaking.

SHERRY: (Smiling) Good evening, folks. I’m Sherry, your entertainment for the evening. We’ll be spending tonight and Wednesday night together, and I know none of you want to be here, so I’ll try to make this as painless as possible. The only thing I ask in return is that you listen carefully, actively participate, arrive on time and return from breaks on time. That will allow me to end on time, and I’m sure none of you want to be here any longer than you have to. (She smiles broadly again). I’d like to start by going around the room, and hearing what daunting adventure has brought each of you here. Let’s start with you. (She points at Charlie.)
CHARLIE: (Looking sheepish) My name is Charlie Salinger, and I, uh, got a ticket for speeding.
SHERRY: Ah, the young and the reckless. Don’t worry, Mister Salinger, you’re not alone. One of the most popular items on our menu. (Charlie and the others in the room laugh.) Next. (A girl of approximately seventeen sitting behind Charlie, speaks up.)
GIRL: Hi, I’m Toni. I made an illegal left turn. (A man in his mid-forties is next.)
MAN: John Carter. Speeding—in a school zone. I was 2 miles over the speed limit.
SHERRY: Oh, Mr. Carter. I’m surprised they let you walk. We’ll have to keep an eye on you. (Charlie listens intently as everyone shares their offenses. Suddenly the class is interrupted as a young man bursts into the room. He’s about 18 or 19, and has short, spiky blond hair. He sits down at a desk all the way at the back of the room.)
SHERRY: Good evening. Glad you could join us. Let me guess. You were late because…you were stopped by a cop and got a ticket? (More laughter in the room). Do tell us why you’re here, mister—?
KEITH: Barnett. Keith Barnett. (Without any hesitation) DUI.
SHERRY: (Letting out a low whistle) Well. Since you’re here, that means no one was hurt. I’m glad to hear it. And glad you made it.
KEITH: (Shrugging) No big deal.
SHERRY: (Turning to everyone in the room) Let me just say that although I may crack many jokes in this classroom, I do take these issues seriously, and so should you. Driving is serious business. We take our life, and everyone else’s , in our hands every time we get behind the wheel. It’s my job to help you remember there’s an “R-IVE” in “DRIVE.” And we don’t want you to just “R-IVE” where you’re going, but to ARRIVE ALIVE.

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CLAUDIA’S DORM ROOM. She is sitting on her bed holding her broken violin. She has the phone up to her ear. She listens for a moment, then a disappointed look comes across her face as she replaces the receiver. Heather and Nora pass by her half-closed door and knock as the push it open.

HEATHER: (With feigned cheerfulness) Hey, new room, huh? I wasn’t here when Tina and Val changed it but if I were, I would have told them they could change rooms with me. I wanted the corner room so bad! (Heather laughs, but Claudia only half smiles.)
NORA: I told Heather what happened. She thought you might need some cheering up.
HEATHER: I’m really sorry about what happened.
CLAUDIA: Yeah, me too. (Heather walks over to Claudia and sits next to her.)
HEATHER: Hey, I’m here if you ever need to talk, or a shoulder to cry on, or…(smiling) someone to go shopping with…
NORA: Look Claudia…I know your violin was special, but…uh— (Claudia shakes her head and buries her head in her hands. After a moment she rubs her eyes and looks earnestly at Heather and Nora.)
CLAUDIA: (In a daze) There was a song that my mother used to play. I never really learned to play it, but it was the most soothing song I ever heard. It was so sad, but…so happy at the same time. I never heard it anywhere else, not even in my head, but when I looked at the violin, I could hear it…like I was five again and my mom was playing it…just for me. I look at it now and…I can’t hear it anymore…I can’t. And no one here will ever know how much it meant to me. (A tear forms in Claudia’s eye and she quickly wipes it away.)
HEATHER: (Patting Claudia’s back) Did your family know how much it meant to you?
CLAUDIA: (Smiling sadly) Yeah, they knew…(Chuckles) I actually pawned it once…we really needed the money. They were so concerned that they all pitched in and bought it back for me.
NORA: (Smiling.) Well, call them up! You should have a good talk with them.
CLAUDIA: No. No. I can’t. I mean, Charlie and Kirsten already have so much with Stewie…er, Nick. And Julia…I’m probably the last person she’d want to hear from right now. I tried calling Bailey, but…no answer. (Sighs) Not that it matters anyway – it’s not like they can buy it back from the pawn shop this time…
HEATHER: Yeah, but family’s always a comfort in times like these. (All three girls are silent in thought for a few moments.) Hey, what about your family here in New York? Why don’t you try calling them again? You’ll probably feel a whole lot better.
CLAUDIA: (Looks down and twiddles her fingers) Oh, I don’t know…(Thinks for a moment before looking up at Heather and Nora) Thanks guys…just for listening. It really helps.

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CLASSROOM, CITY COLLEGE OF SAN FRANCISCO. CHARLIE arrives at his second, traffic school session. He sits at his desk, thumbing through a magazine, as the others enter the room. SHERRY walks in promptly at 7:00pm.

SHERRY: Welcome back, folks. So nice to see your smiling faces once again. Ready for Round 2? (A few people chuckle). Tonight we’ll start with a crash course—no pun intended—on road signs. All books and notes away—this is a pop quiz. (Sherry pulls out some posters of different road signs. She holds up a yellow square-shaped sign that shows three people, two adults and one child, running quickly. The word “CAUTION” is printed at the top). Okay, who’d like to give this one a shot? (Sherry looks around the room. No one answers for a moment. John finally raises his hand.) John?
JOHN: (Grinning) Stampede?
SHERRY: (Winking at him) Close. This one’s native to California—Freeway Pedestrian Warning. Although I don’t know what pedestrian would be crazy enough to set foot on our freeways. Let’s try a few more. (Sherry holds up several signs: Railroad Crossing, Men at Work, etc.) How about this one? (She holds up a yellow triangular-shaped sign that shows two children on a see-saw. Lots of hands around the room are raised.) No use calling on any of you—you all know the answer. (Seeing Charlie with his head down.) Charlie, how about you?
CHARLIE: (Looking at the sign) That’s…um…that’s a playground.
SHERRY: Very good, Mr. Salinger. Enjoying a second childhood, are we? (More laughter in the room. As the laughter subsides, Sherry holds up another yellow triangular warning sign, depicting a car with two wiggly lines behind it.)
KEITH: (Shouting) Drunk driver! (He breaks into loud laughter. A few of the others join in, but Charlie just glares at Keith).
SHERRY: Very amusing, Mr. Barnett. That’s Slippery When Wet, folks. But I suppose this could apply in your case, considering you’ve been cited with a “Wet Reckless” charge, right? It’s too bad we don’t have any warning signs for those DUI’s out there. We sure could use them.
KEITH: (Defensive) I was just kidding.
SHERRY: Well, since you brought up the subject, let’s talk about drunk driving for a few minutes. We haven’t covered that topic yet. Mr. Barnett, would you like to share your experience with the rest of us?
KEITH: (Shrugs) Not much to tell. Me and some buddies were out partying, and I guess we had a few too many beers. One minute I’m shooting pool, the next thing I know my car’s smashed into a pole and a cop is waking me up.
SHERRY: So you weren’t hurt?
KEITH: (Nonchalant) Naw. Just a couple of scrapes and cuts. No big deal.
SHERRY: And there weren’t any other cars involved?
KEITH: Nope. Just me, myself and I. (Keith leans back in his chair, putting his hands behind his head. Charlie shakes his head in dismay.)
SHERRY: You’re a lucky man, Mr. Barnett. Very lucky. (Charlie listens intently.) I’d like to share a story of someone who wasn’t as lucky. One night, a man named Tony was drag racing with his friends, driving drunk. They all thought they were just out having a good time, but that changed in a split second when Tony caused a crash that killed his 15-year-old brother, Jim. Tony was convicted of vehicular manslaughter for the death of his little brother, and sent to state prison on a six year sentence. He was released after serving three and a half years. (She pauses, looking around the room.) Now, maybe Tony got used to prison after awhile. But do you think he ever get used to the fact that his little brother was gone forever? (Keith rolls his eyes, then looks down. There is silence in the rest of the room. Sherry takes a deep breath.)

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BAILEY’S DORM ROOM, a close-up shot of Bailey’s answering machine. The camera slowly pulls back as a “beep” is heard, and HOLLY’S voice follows.

ANSWERING MACHINE (HOLLY): (Sounding a bit nervous) Bailey, hello. I…um…got a call today from a friend of yours – Jenny. She told me the truth about what happened that night at the party…or, I guess I should say, what didn’t happen that night. I…um…I apologize for not believing you, Bailey…it’s just that after everything that’s happened...(sighs)...I guess I was wrong to say people don’t change. Call me, okay. We have a lot to talk about. (She pauses) For what it’s worth, I’m glad that I was mistaken and…I do love you, Bailey…I guess, maybe…I didn’t realize just how lucky I am… (There is a pause and then a click as Holly hangs up, and the machine beeps. As the camera continues to pull back, Bailey is seen sitting at the desk, looking at the blinking light on the machine.)

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CLASSROOM, CITY COLLEGE OF SAN FRANCISCO. Sherry’s voice can be heard talking about the Rules of the Road as the camera pans a room full of sleepy-eyed students. The camera focuses on CHARLIE who is still holding his head up, but his eyes begin to shut and his head falls forward, before he quickly pulls it back up and looks around to see if anyone noticed.

SHERRY: (Shaking her head) Okay, everyone. Let’s take a break. Please be back in 15 minutes. We’ll pick up our conversation then. (The class slowly gets up and stretches. Charlie walks into the hallway and finds a soda machine. Keith is putting money in the machine.)
KEITH: (To Charlie, while grabbing his soda) What a waste of a night, huh? It was like something totally insignificant, and now I’ve got to listen to all this crap I already know. (Keith opens takes a drink of his soda while Charlie glares at him.) I mean, what’s their problem? Nothing happened.
CHARLIE: (Shaking his head, trying to control his frustration) What…? Do you expect the rest of us to feel sorry for you because you have to be here?
KEITH: (Caught off guard) Hey, man—
CHARLIE: (Sternly) Y’know, you’re damn lucky nothing happened. You could’ve been killed…or even worse, killed someone else.
KEITH: (Frowning) What’s your problem?
CHARLIE: (Condescendingly) You know what my problems is? Drunk drivers. (Charlie glares at Keith.)
KEITH: (Defensive) Look, it’s not like I was drag racing. I didn’t even hit another car…and nobody got hurt. (Shrugging) So what’s the big deal?
CHARLIE: (His eyes widening) The “big deal”? (Charlie grins in disbelief.) You just don’t get it, do you? Look, I know about drunk driving, okay? I’ve had to raise my brothers and sisters because my parents were killed by a drunk driver seven years ago. Then I had to watch my brother seriously injure his girlfriend because he was driving drunk…(Charlie takes a deep breath and runs his fingers through his hair to try and regain his composure.) So the big deal is that you’re putting other people’s lives at risk for something as unimportant as partying and drinking. How can that be more important to you than someone’s life?
KEITH: (Taken aback by Charlie’s words) I didn’t say it was more important…
CHARLIE: Yeah, well…then you better just open your eyes, pal. Because next time it could be someone’s parents rather than a pole. (Charlie glares at Keith for a moment before turning around and walking back toward the classroom without getting a soda. Dumbfounded, Keith stands there for a moment before catching up to Charlie.)
KEITH: You’ve got no right to talk to me like that, man. You don’t even know me.
CHARLIE: (Turning around) You’re right. I don’t know you. What I do know is that you seem to think you did nothing wrong…and that’s what I’ve got a problem with.
KEITH: (Looking down) Look, I never said I did nothing wrong. It’s just…it’s like getting caught up in the moment, you know? I mean, haven’t you ever done something in the heat of the moment that you regretted later? (Charlie looks condescendingly at Keith for a moment, before shaking his head and walking back in the class room. Keith pauses a moment before entering the classroom as well.)

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CHARLIE’S HOUSE. JULIA has just come back from a morning jog. She walks into the kitchen, takes off her jacket and tosses it on a chair. She opens the refrigerator and takes out a bottle of water. She is drinking the water when the phone rings.

JULIA: Hello? (Pauses to listen) Yes, this is Julia. Oh, hi, Paula! How are you? (Julia listens as Paula speaks on the other line, then breaks into a wide smile.) What? Oh my God, are you serious? (Listens again) Yes, yes of course I would be interested. Wow, that would be great! (There is a pause as Julia smiles.) You’re kidding. (Her eyes widen) How much? And an apartment? Oh my God. (Pausing while Paula speaks again) Um…well, I don’t know? I’d love to start right away, but…well the holidays are coming up. (Listens for a moment) Yes, I understand she’ll only be away for a short time. Hmm…well, how about if I start after Thanksgiving. Would that work? It would? Great! Well…I, uh…guess I’ll see you in a few weeks then. (Griffin walks into the kitchen just as Julia hangs up the phone and squeals with excitement. She runs up to Griffin and hugs him, then stands back, laughing.) Griffin, you won’t believe…the most amazing thing just happened…
GRIFFIN: (Smiling) Geez, Jul, did you win the lottery or something?
JULIA: (Overflowing with excitement) My old boss at NOW just called. She offered me a job writing for the National NOW Times. (Speaking quickly, her words all running together) It’s their online newsletter and it’s the job I wanted when I first went to work for them, but they didn’t have any openings and now one of the staff writers is on another assignment, and…it’s only temporary but—
GRIFFIN: Whoa. Slow down.
JULIA: They only need me for a couple writing assignments and a few speaking engagements to start but…she says there’s a chance I could get a permanent position! The pay is pretty good, but the most amazing part is…Paula said they’ll set me up in an apartment! An apartment, Griffin. Isn’t that great?
GRIFFIN: (Shrugs) Well, yeah, Jul. Isn’t that what you’ve been wanting?
JULIA: (Looks at Griffin) Come on, Grif. You’re like supposed to be happy for me. You know – how about a (dramatically holding two thumbs up and smiling) “That’s great, Jul.”
GRIFFIN: Well, I don’t know…is it so great? I mean, you’re working yourself to death as it is…and, now you want to go back to DC? And is it such a good idea to go back alone?
JULIA: (Defensive) I don’t need anyone to look out for me Griffin, if that’s what you’re implying. (Squints as she peers at Griffin, crossing her arms.) You know, just once it would be nice if you could just be happy for me.
GRIFFIN: I am, Jul, it’s just…I don’t want to see you rush into something when you don’t know what you’re rushing into…
JULIA: I am so not rushing into this. Didn’t you just hear me say I wanted to wait until after Thanksgiving? I mean, God Griffin, I could go next week…but I want to take some time to get ready. I’ll have quite a few self defense lessons by then…(Looks pleadingly at Griffin) I really feel like I’m ready for this.
GRIFFIN: Then you don’t need my approval, Jul. Sounds like you’ve got it all under control. (Griffin looks down as he walks into the living room. Julia stands there with a confused expression.)

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CLAUDIA is standing in front of a tall apartment building. She takes a deep breath as she looks at the paper and back at the number on the building. She slowly approaches the door.

CLAUDIA: Well, this is it…(She enters the building and climbs a few flights of stairs. She has a nervous look on her face as she reaches the third floor. She turns to the door on her left and closes her eyes as she takes a deep breath before knocking. Just as her hand is about to reach the door she stops herself and looks down.) What if she’s not home…(Looking back up at the door.) What if she is home? (Claudia’s nervous expression turns into a forced confidence as she knocks. A few moments pass and there is nothing but silence.) Should have figured. (Claudia begins to walk away as she hears a voice from inside.)
VOICE: (Calling out) Who is it?
CLAUDIA: (Nervously.) Claudia…Claudia Salinger.
VOICE: (Excited) Oh, my goodness! (There is a fumbling noise with the lock and after a few moments the door opens wide and Sarah is standing in the doorway.)
CLAUDIA: (Quietly, with a smile) Surprise. (Sarah covers her mouth with both hands, unable to speak. Claudia smiles, and Sarah leans forward. The girls embrace as the scene fades.)

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