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Rebel High

Season 1

Episode 8: “The Confidant”

 

 

 

 

FADE IN:

 

INT. CASEY'S LIVING ROOM - MORNING

 

Conor is sitting on the couch, watching a football game. Casey comes down the stairs in her pjs, yawning, with her hair tousled.

                       

                                                            CONOR

                                                Good morning.

 

Casey mumbles on her way to kitchen. A few minutes later, she walks back out with a bag of chips and a six-pack of soda.

                       

                                                            CONOR

                                                Are you going to watch the game with

                                                me?

 

She simply shakes her head and heads straight back up the stairs.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S BEDROOM - LATER

 

Casey's settled in her bed, watching the same game that Conor is watching. Someone knocks on the door.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (through the door)

                                                Are you decent?

 

A split-second later, before Casey can even reply, Mia bursts into the room with a big grin on her face, which falls slightly as she notices Casey's state of dress.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Damn, I was hoping to catch you not

                                                decent.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (smirks)

                                                Nope. I'm in pjs.

 

Mia looks at the cotton pants and tight tank top which reveals a few inches of her midriff.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (shrugs)

                                                I suppose that'll do.

 

Casey laughs and pats the bed. Mia hops on.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                I'm glad you called. I was really

                                                bored.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I always like to watch Sunday football

                                                with company.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Why aren't you watching it with your

                                                dad, then?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Because I despise him and if I spend

                                                any more time than necessary with him,

                                                I'm afraid I'll go crazy.

 

Mia grabs a soda from the six-pack on Casey's nightstand.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                You know he sure was happy to see me.

                                                Is he always like that when you have

                                                people over?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Nope. It seems you're special.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Not even with Jamie?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Especially not with Jamie.

                                                (sighs)

                                                He really doesn't like her. He's such

                                                an ass. All superior and crap.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                The money thing?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Yeah.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                There's more to her than her family's

                                                money, or lack thereof. If your dad

                                                can't see that, then his loss.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (smiles)

                                                That's what I'm thinking.

 

Mia wiggles around slightly.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                What is this? I meant to ask you that

                                                the other day.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (confused)

                                                What?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                This bed. It's like laying on a cloud.

                                                I want it.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                It's a feather mattress. And you'll

                                                have to get your own.

                                                (shakes her finger)

                                                You can't have mine.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (grins)

                                                Will you at least let me sleep in it

                                                every once in a while?

 

Casey laughs.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                You don't do subtlety, do you?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Subtlety is a waste of time. Better to

                                                just say what you mean outright and

                                                not make people guess.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Mmm. Good point. But no, you can't

                                                sleep in my bed.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                I promise I'll keep my hands to

                                                myself.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (laughs)

                                                No, you won't.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (indignantly)

                                                When have I ever touched you against

                                                your will?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                When you spent the night the last

                                                time.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                That was just cuddling.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                No, uh..

                                                (chuckles)

                                                You grabbed my ass in your sleep.

 

Mia chokes on her soda.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Are you okay?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (wheezes)

                                                Yeah.

                                                (pauses)

                                                You're not serious?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (smiles)

                                                Oh, I'm serious. Startled the hell out

                                                of me.

 

Mia face turns bright red.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (flustered)

                                                I'm so sorry. I totally...

 

Casey pats her hand.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (teases)

                                                It's ok. I'm only mildly traumatized.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                I didn't mean...

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (interrupts)

                                                Mia, relax. It's okay. I'm used to

                                                being fondled by now. Remember the

                                                dance we went to?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                I wanted to kick those girls' asses.

                                                Now I want to kick my own ass.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Don't beat yourself up over it. It

                                                really is okay. I mean, not okay...

                                                but okay.

 

They both chuckle.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                That totally doesn't make any sense.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                But you know what I mean, right?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Yeah, I do.

 

They smile at each other and settle back to watch the game.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. UU CHURCH LOUNGE - CONTINUOUS

 

Andrea and Jamie have each claimed a couch for themselves and are both laying along them.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                How much longer until Clark is done

                                                helping Laura?

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                I don't know.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                What's Casey up to? You know, you

                                                should bring her here sometime.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                She's at her place watching football

                                                with Mia.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Oh.

 

Andrea glances over at her.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                You know, there's this stupid gossip

                                                floating around school.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                You don't listen to gossip.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                I do when it involves Casey.

 

Jamie looks over at her.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                What is it?

 

Andrea sits up.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                People are saying she went to the

                                                dance rehearsal to watch Mia.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                That's not a big deal.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Yeah, but they were making it sound

                                                like... I don't know, but I didn't

                                                like the sound of it. I yelled at

                                                them.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                (shakes her head)

                                                Well, it's not true.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Yeah, I didn't think so either. I just

                                                wanted to warn you in case someone

                                                told you about it, so you can be

                                                prepared to deliver some ass-kicking

                                                punishment for spreading rumors about

                                                your girlfriend.

           

Clark opens the door.

                       

                                                            CLARK

                                                Hey. I thought you guys were gonna

                                                come help me.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Babysitting all those little snot-

                                                nosed brats? Nuh-uh.

 

Jamie sighs.

                       

                                                            CLARK

                                                What's wrong?

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Nothing.

                       

                                                            CLARK

                                                C'mon then. Tara's asking for you.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Is she the little redheaded girl?

                       

                                                            CLARK

                                                Yeah.

 

Jamie smiles and stands up.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                You should've told me earlier. She's

                                                so cute. I'm going to kidnap her and

                                                adopt her.

                       

                                                            CLARK

                                                (grins)

                                                Aw, and Casey can be the daddy.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S BEDROOM – LATER

 

After the game, Mia's laying in the bed on her stomach, her face buried in Casey's pillow. Casey sits on the edge.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (teasingly)

                                                C'mon honey, you're going to be late

                                                for school.

 

She pokes Mia's ribcage.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (muffled)

                                                That tickles.

 

Casey does it again.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (muffled)

                                                Stop before I'm forced to get up and

                                                kick your ass.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (grins)

                                                C'mon. So they lost. They've still got

                                                a winning record.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (muffled)

                                                I don't care. They lost to the most

                                                craptacular team ever. I'm so

                                                embarrassed.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                You know I never figured you for a

                                                Cowboy's fan.

 

Mia sits up.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                They're the greatest. I want to be

                                                Dallas Cowboys' Cheerleader when I

                                                grow up.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Assuming you ever do.

 

Mia takes the pillow and whacks Casey over the head with it. Casey laughs and dodges the second swipe.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Kidding. I think you'd make a great

                                    cheerleader. You've certainly got the

                                                dancing part covered.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Speaking of, are you coming to my

                                                dance concert?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Uh...

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Oh come on. Are you really going to

                                                pass up the opportunity to watch all

                                                those girls plus me, dancing around in

                                                skimpy outfits?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I don't know.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                It'll be fun.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Alright. I need things on my schedule

                                                to keep me occupied this week. Jamie's

                                                grounded.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (skeptically)

                                                Really.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Yeah. She got in trouble for that

                                                party.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (nods)

                                                Well then, I'll keep you occupied for

                                                the week.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (amused)

                                                Really? And how do you plan to do

                                                that?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (grins)

                                                I'm not talking about that. You still

                                                haven't seen much of So Cal, have you?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I live across the street from the

                                                beach. What more in Southern

                                                California is there to see?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (gasps)

                                                Blaspheme! How dare you say such a

                                                thing about the place of my birth?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I humbly apologize, m'lady.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                That's it. I'm taking you to on the

                                                grand tour. We'll go to Six Flags, the

                                                Getty, Venice, the O.C., everywhere.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                In one day?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                No, we'll spread it out. I don't want

                                                to wear you out. What, with your

                                                stamina and all.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Wench.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Scamp.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. HALLWAY - MORNING

 

 

Jamie walks through a hallway to her first class. It's not terribly early, and groups of students are already milling about, leaning against walls, talking. She weaves her way through them.As she passes by, many students turn to give her knowing looks. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear self-consciously, and looks down as she increases her pace.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

EXT. PLAYHOUSE – LUNCH

 

Casey, Clark, and Andrea come out of the Playhouse.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                I'm craving Lifesavers.

                       

                                                            CLARK

                                                So get some.

 

They all sit down on their usual bench.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                (pouts)

                                                I don't have any change. Do you have

                                                any change?

 

Clark shakes his head. Casey heads over to the vending machine wordlessly, and comes back a minute later with a roll of Lifesavers. Jamie rounds the corner, and pauses for a moment, watching Casey give Andrea a charming smile from a distance. She chews her lip, then resumes heading towards them.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Here.

 

Casey hands them to Andrea as she sits back down.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                I'm craving a Jamba Juice.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (grins)

                                                Well, you'll just have to deal because

                                                I'm not going to drive over there to

                                                get you one.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                (shrugs)

                                                I had to try.

 

Casey grins at Jamie as she joins them and sits on the other side of Casey.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Hey. What's up?

                                                           

                                                            JAMIE

                                                (lightly)

                                                Nothing. Oh but, I'm missing some

                                                points for English class. I think I

                                                need to do some extra credit.

                       

                                                            CLARK

                                                You know, only you would do extra

                                                credit when you're already getting an

                                                'A'.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                (defensively)

                                                I'm at 93%. You know how quickly that

                                                could drop.

 

Andrea curses under her breath as she struggles to open the Lifesavers roll.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Why do they make freaking Lifesavers

                                                packages CHILDPROOF?

                                                           

                                                            CLARK

                                                I know! What's up with that? They

                                                should be easy to open.

 

Casey confiscates the package and easily rips it open.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                I love you.

 

Casey hands it back with a smile.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I love you too.

 

Jamie glances at her.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Can I have one?

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                No!

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (incredulously)

                                                But I bought it for you.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Well, I'm one of those really

                                                possessive types that does NOT share.

                                   

                                                            CASEY

                                                Did you fail the sharing part of

                                                kindergarten too?

 

Clark laughs.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                No, it's just my right as a woman.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Well, I'm not possessive.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                But you're the man in your guys'

                                                relationship. Jamie's the possessive

                                                one. It's in the rule-book.

 

Casey wraps an arm around Jamie's shoulder.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Well, I never got a copy.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                (absently)

                                                I'm not possessive.

 

Casey gives Jamie a smile, then turns back to Andrea.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Yeah, so you don't know what you're

                                                talking about.

                       

                                                            CLARK

                                                She never does.

 

Andrea pokes Clark in the ribs.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Ok, so then I guess I won't tell you

                                                about the guy I think likes you.

 

Clark's eyes widen.

                       

                                                            CLARK

                                                What?

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Heh.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

EXT. PLAYHOUSE – LATER

 

The bell rings and students start to head to classes.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I'll walk you to your class.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                But yours is all the way across the

                                                street.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (smiles)

                                                I know, but I want to walk you. It'll

                                                only take me a few minutes to get to

                                                my class.

 

Jamie laces their fingers together as they walk.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                You mean it'll only take you a few

                                                minutes to run to class.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I could use the exercise. I'm not

                                                going to practice today.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Why not?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Mia and I are going to hang out. I

                                                think we're going to the Getty or

                                                something like that.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Oh. When will you be back?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (shrugs)

                                                Not too late. I'll be able to call you

                                                before your curfew.

 

Mia walks past them in the hall. She smiles at them as she passes.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Meet you at the dance studio?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                For sure. Hey, Jamie.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Hey.

 

Mia disappears into a classroom as the bell rings.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Have fun.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                At the Getty or running to class?

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                (smiles)

                                                Both. Now get going.

 

Casey grins and turns around and Jamie gives her a little shove.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I'm going, I'm going.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                You're late already!

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - AN HOUR LATER

 

Casey flees to the safety of the hallway as the bell rings at the end of her class. She spots Andrea walking in front of her and sneaks up behind her to tickle her sides.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                (laughs)

                                                Stop!

 

She whirls around to whack Casey's shoulder.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (grins)

                                                Sorry. I couldn't resist.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                I'll just have to continue beating

                                                some sense into you.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Sounds good to me.

 

She sticks her hands in her pockets as they stroll down the hallway.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                What do you think I should get Clark

                                                for Christmas?

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                I don't know. Why are you asking me?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Because you know him the best. Besides

                                                Jamie. And I didn't ask her because

                                                she's a terrible, terrible liar and

                                                might give it away.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                You know, I never thought about it.

                                                We've never exchanged gifts or

                                                anything like that.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                How long have you known him?

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                I think about 5 years.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Ah. Can I ask you something?

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                (shrugs)

                                                Sure. I reserve the right to beat you

                                                if I find it too personal and

                                                offensive.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (grins)

                                                Fair enough. Did you ever have a thing

                                                for Clark?

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                (laughs)

                                                Oh, yeah. Of course I did. Considering

                                                we dated for a year.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Really?

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Yeah. We met in middle school and

                                                started going out. This was before he

                                                figured out he wanted to marry Antonio

                                                Banderas, not be him.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Oh, wow. And you guys managed to be

                                                best friends after that?

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Yeah. I mean, it was hard at first and

                                                things were really weird between us

                                                for another year after that, then I

                                                realized I was little too into

                                                Angelina Jolie myself, and he was

                                                there for me when I was figuring

                                                things out for myself.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                That's really cool

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Yeah, it was.

                                                (smiles)

                                                Can I ask what you're getting Jamie

                                                for Christmas?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                If you tell her, I'll.. I'll.. well, I

                                                don't know what I'll do.

                                                (narrows her eyes)

                                                But it will be really mean.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                I promise.

 

Casey glances around the hall, then leans in to whisper in Andrea's ear.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Really?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (smiles)

                                                Yeah.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                That is so damn sweet. I think I want

                                                to have your babies.

 

Casey starts laughing.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                You have to promise me that when I get

                                                a boyfriend or a girlfriend, you're

                                                gonna give them lessons on how to be

                                                perfect.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I'm not perfect.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                Shut up and say you'll do it.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                That doesn't make sense. How can I

                                                shut up and then tell you I'll do it?

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                (grins)

                                                You're such a smart ass.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (grins)

                                                I know. So who likes Clark?

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                I think Caleb does.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (raises an eyebrow)

                                                Intriguing. I'll work on Caleb if you

                                                work on Clark.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                (grins)

                                                Deal. That boy needs some love in his

                                                life.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. DEAN DANCE STUDIO – AFTERNOON

 

Casey comes in the studio as a group of dancers are still rehearsing. Mia and Meagan are leaning against a wall, watching them and talking. Mia glances over and spots Casey and smiles. She grabs her messenger bag and grins at Meagan.

                       

                                                            MEAGAN

                                                Have fun!

 

Meagan waves at them as Mia joins Casey.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                You're done already?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Yeah, I made sure we rehearsed our

                                                number first.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. GETTY MUSEUM MAIN GALLERY - AN HOUR LATER

 

Casey and Mia stroll through the Ancient Greek Life exhibit.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                I saw Caleb checking Jamie's brother

                                                out.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Mmm. I know. Word is they like each

                                                other.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Chris is jealous.

                       

                        CASEY

            He likes Caleb?

                       

                        MIA

            I suppose so. He won't talk about it

            to me.

                       

                        CASEY

            That's weird.

                       

                        MIA

            I know. Normally he talks to me about

            everything.

                       

                        CASEY

            Well, maybe he just doesn't need to.

 

Out of the corner of her eye, Casey notices a middle-aged man looking Mia up and down. Casey bites her lip in anger, then reaches out an arm, wrapping it around Mia's waist and pulling her close.

                       

                        MIA

            (startled)

            Wh..?

                       

                        CASEY

            (whispers)

            Just play along.

 

She whisks them off to another room in the gallery.

                       

                        CASEY

            There was this old guy checking you

            out.

                       

                        MIA

            Ew.

                       

                        CASEY

            Yeah. I barely restrained myself from

            going over to him and popping him in

            the eye, but I didn't want to break

            anything.

                       

                        MIA

            What if went over and stomped on his

            foot with my heels?

 

Casey glances down at Mia's shoes with really pointy heels.

                       

                        CASEY

            That would hurt.

 

Mia nods her head and starts to leave but Casey tightens her grip on her waist and reels her back in.

                       

                        CASEY

            (grins)

            I didn't say you should actually do

            it.

                       

                        MIA

            Well, what am I supposed to do?

                       

                        CASEY

            Nothing. It's over.

                       

                        MIA

            What if someone else old and gross

            stares at me?

                       

                        CASEY

            Then I'll play the indignant

            girlfriend and fend them off.

                       

                        MIA

            You'd do that for me?

                       

                        CASEY

            (shrugs)

            Sure. You do it for me whenever we go

            dancing.

                       

                        MIA

            (grins)

            True. I do suppose you owe me a favor.

            In fact, I think you owe me more than

            one.

                       

                        CASEY

            For what?

                       

                        MIA

            I seem to recall fending off a drunk

            Meagan who wanted to challenge you to

            a drinking game. I protected your

            reputation that day, you know.

                       

                        CASEY

            That you did. C'mon. Let's make the

            old men jealous.

 

Mia laughs.

                       

                        MIA

            Does that mean I get to feel you up in

            front of them?

                       

                        CASEY

            (winks)

            Only a little bit. And only when you

            know for sure that someone's looking.

                       

                        MIA

            (grins)

            Excellent.

 

Arm in arm, as if they're a couple of lovebirds, they walk back into the other room and deliberately pass in front of the man.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. MIA'S ROOM – NIGHT

 

Casey and Mia laugh as they head into Mia's room, carrying bags of souvenirs and books. Mia flicks on the lights.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                God, I think you bought out the entire

                                                gift-shop.

 

                                                            CASEY

                                                I like contributing to the economy.

                                                And I got a nice poster of "Mischief

                                                and Repose" for my wall.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                And you bought me "Three Lovers". I'm

                                                so happy.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Do you think Jamie will like the one I

                                                got her?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                You bought her the Renoir, right?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Yeah. La Promenade.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Yeah, I think she will. I would've

                                                gotten that, but I'm a little more

                                                into.. sensual.

                       

                        CASEY

            (chuckles)

            I've noticed.

                       

                        MIA

            Will you help me put it up?

                       

                        CASEY

            Where?

                       

                        MIA

            On the ceiling above my bed.

                       

                        CASEY

            (laughs)

            That's where you want to put it?

                       

                        MIA

            (defensively)

            Yeah. Something wrong with that?

 

She puts her hands on her hips and regards Casey sternly.

                       

                        CASEY

            (smothers her grin)

            Nope. Sounds like the perfect spot to

            put a poster of an orgy.

                       

                        MIA

            It's not an orgy. It's a threesome and

            it's Gericault. Now, put it up there.

                       

                        CASEY

            (grins)

            Ok.

 

She kicks off her shoes and gets up on Mia's bed, poster in hand.

                       

                        CASEY

            Do you have those little sticky

            things?

                       

                        MIA

            Yeah.

 

Casey unrolls the poster and positions it on Mia's ceiling.

                       

                        CASEY

            Is that good?

                       

                        MIA

            Perfect. Here.

 

Mia hands Casey a little foam square that has adhesive on both sides. She watches as Casey sticks it on the ceiling securely. With her arms outstretched above her head, her shirt rides up her stomach a few inches and Mia grins to herself.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Actually, no. Move it a little down.

 

Casey does so and moves the foam square.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Too far.

 

Casey moves it back.

                       

                        MIA

            Now you moved it too far back.

                       

                        CASEY

            Would you like me to just stand here

            for all eternity and hold it up for

            you, adjusting it whenever you see

            fit?

                       

                        MIA

            (smirks)

            Oh no, you don't need to go through

            all that trouble. Just move it to the

            right now. A little bit.

 

Casey moves it to her right.

                       

                        MIA

            I meant my right.

                       

                        CASEY

            Well, why don't you look at it the way

            I'm looking at it, so you can get a

            better idea of what you're doing?

                       

                        MIA

            Good idea.

 

She takes off her shoes and climbs onto the bed to stand behind Casey. She grabs onto the belt loops on Casey's jeans on both sides of her hips for balance and cranes her head back to look at the poster.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Back a little.

 

She tugs on Casey's belt loops to pull her back closer towards her, until her entire body is touching Casey's. Casey chuckles to herself as she realizes what Mia's doing.

                       

                        CASEY

            Mia, I'm putting this poster on the

            wall right where it is now. No more

            fussing.

                       

                        MIA

            (happily)

            Ok.

 

Casey takes the remaining foam things and puts them on the ceiling, placing the poster over them.She stands there for another second, making sure it won't fall back down, then tries to hop down off the bed, but Mia's still got her fingers hooked in her belt loops.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Mia..

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (grins)

                                                Yes?

 

Casey turns around to face her.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (seriously)

                                                Stop trying to get me into trouble.

 

Despite herself, Casey's gaze drops to Mia's lips. Mia notices and tugs her even closer and leans up to whisper in her ear, body brushing against Casey's.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (whispers)

                                                Jamie will never find out.

 

Casey closes her eyes reflexively. Mia pulls back to study her face.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Okay?

 

Casey remains silent for a few moments, eyes still closed. Mia places her hands on either side of Casey's face and slowly starts to pull towards her to kiss her.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (whispers)

                                                No.

 

She shakes her head and opens her eyes back up again to look at Mia.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                No. I can't.

 

She gently removes Mia's hands from her face and hops down off the bed.

                       

                        MIA

            Casey..

                       

                        CASEY

            (softly)

            No.

                       

                        MIA

            (pleading)

            Can't we talk...

                       

                        CASEY

            (interrupts)

            I said no!

 

As she puts her shoes back on, Mia climbs down to sit on the bed.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (voice breaking)

                                                I'm sorry. I just.. I-I don't...

 

Casey starts to walk out of the room. Mia hangs her head.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                I don't know what I'm doing. I think

                                                I'm going a little crazy.

 

Casey pauses and sighs, then turns back to kneel in front of Mia.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Look, I'm not going to cheat on Jamie.

                                                No matter if I'm attracted to you or

                                                not.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                You're attracted to me?

 

Casey bites her lip.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Honestly... yes. I mean, hell, Mia,

                                                look at yourself.

 

Mia blushes slightly.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                But I'm not going to do anything about

                                                it. I'm with Jamie, and if you can't

                                                respect that, then...

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (shakes her head)

                                                No, no. I do. It's just.. I don't

                                                know. I guess walking around together 

                                                like we did today.. like we were a

                                                couple... I got a glimpse of what it

                                                would be like to be your girlfriend,

                                                and for a while there I started

                                                pretending that I was. Not Jamie. I

                                                didn't exactly snap back to reality, I

                                                guess.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (sighs)

                                                I'm gonna go, okay? I think we need to

                                                just chill on our own for a few days.

 

Mia's shoulders slump.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (quietly)

                                                Okay. But I mean... you'll still come

                                                to my concert, right? It would really

                                                mean a lot to me..

                                                (shyly)

                                                A-and it would be nice to have someone

                                                in the audience.. you know?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (softly)

                                                Yeah, I'll be there.

 

She leaves, closing the door quietly. Mia falls back onto the bed and hugs her pillow.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S BEDROOM - A MOMENT LATER

 

Casey enters her bedroom, carrying a couple bags from the museum. She dumps them on the floor and glances at the whiteboard on her wall, where she and Mia wrote lists of what they were thankful for. She stares at her name on the top of Mia's list guiltily, then pulls the board off the wall and slides it under her bed.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. MIA'S ROOM – LATER

 

Mia's laying on her bed, talking on the phone, hand over her eyes.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                God, Chris. It's like I can't go

                                                longer than a few days without

                                                screwing something important up.

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                (on phone)

                                                What happened?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Casey came over here and I threw

                                                myself at her like some wanton

                                                strumpet.

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                (on phone)

                                                Sounds hot.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                No, it really wasn't. Well, it kind of

                                                was. I mean, I rubbed myself up

                                                against her for a few minutes, but.. I

                                                tried to manipulate her, Chris.

                                                (starts to cry)

                                                And a couple weeks ago, I promised

                                                Jamie I wouldn't try to interfere or

                                                anything. After I gave my freaking

                                                word to the girl... And not only that

                                                but Casey.. she left, and I don't

                                                think she.. I think I've lost one of

                                                my best friends, a-and.. everything's

                                                just completely blown up in my face

                                                and I don't know how it all got that

                                                way.

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                (on phone)

                                                Sit tight. I'm coming over and we're

                                                getting drunk.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (sniffs)

                                                Ok.

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                (on phone)

                                                Alright?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Yeah. Bring uh..

                                                (wipes her eyes)

                                                Bring some Bailey's.

                       

                                                CHRIS

                                                I will. See you in a little bit.

 

She hangs up.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S BEDROOM – CONTINUOUS

 

Like Mia, Casey's laying on her bed and dialing a number on her phone.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Hey. Listen, can you come over? I

                                                kinda wanted to talk.

                                                (pauses)

                                                Ok. See you in five.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

EXT. CASEY'S HOUSE - A MOMENT LATER

 

Andrea gets out of the car and closes the door.

                       

                                                            ANDREA

                                                (to herself)

                                                Ok, Farrell. What did you need to talk

                                                about that couldn't be talked about

                                                over the phone?

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S LIVING ROOM – CONTINUOUS

 

The doorbell rings and Casey pulls open the door. Andrea breezes past her inside.

                       

                        ANDREA

            What did you do?

                       

                        CASEY

            (bewildered)

            What makes you think I did anything?

                       

                        ANDREA

            Well, what else would happen that you

            would need to bypass Jamie and Clark

            to talk about?

 

Casey sighs and closes the door.

                       

                                                CASEY

                                    You want something to drink?

                                               

                                                ANDREA

                                    I'll have what you're having.

                                               

                                                CASEY

                                    I'm having the strongest bourbon I

                                    have in my bar.

                                               

                                                ANDREA

                                    (makes a face)

                                    I'll just have water then.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. MIA'S LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS

 

Chris walks in the front door, carrying a large brown paper bag. Mia's sitting on the couch, hugging a throw pillow. He walks over and begins pulling out bottles and placing them on the coffee table in front of her. She wordlessly grabs the bottle of Bailey's Irish Creme and gets up to head into the kitchen.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S DEN - CONTINUOUS

 

Andrea's sitting on a tall stool at the counter of Casey's mini bar. Casey's behind the counter, pouring their drinks. She finishes and stands across from Andrea with her hands on the edge of the bar, leaning forward.

                       

                        ANDREA

            So, out with it.

                       

                        CASEY

            (sighs)

            I.. I don't really know where to

            start.

 

Andrea takes a sip of her water.

                       

                        ANDREA

            Listen, Casey. You can tell me

            anything. Even though I've known Clark

            for a long time, and Jamie's like a

            little sister to me.. you're Jamie's

            girlfriend and kind of a little sister

            to me as well, by default.

                       

                        CASEY

            (wryly)

            We're the same age, Andrea.

                       

                        ANDREA

            Go with it, Farrell.

 

Casey takes a big gulp of her drink.

                       

                        CASEY

            I think I have the hots for Mia.

                       

                        ANDREA

            (slowly)

            Ooookay.

 

She plays with the rim of her glass as she waits for Casey to tell her more, but Casey remains silent.

                       

                        ANDREA

            You didn't sleep with her did you?

                       

                        CASEY

            (horrified)

            No! Of course not.

 

She starts shaking her head vigorously.

                       

                        ANDREA

            Well, okay then.

                       

                        CASEY

            Ok.

 

Andrea drinks silently, waiting as Casey starts fidgeting and tapping her foot. Finally, Casey blows out a breath.

                       

                        CASEY

            That's not wrong, is it?

                       

                        ANDREA

            Being attracted to someone else while

            being committed to one person? No.

            Name me someone who isn't attracted to

            someone else.

                       

                        CASEY

            (nods)

            Ok.

 

Casey takes a drink.

                       

                        CASEY

            (suddenly)

            Are you sure?

                       

                        ANDREA

            (exasperatedly)

            Yes, Casey, but obviously you think

            it's wrong. Is there something else

            going on here?

                       

                        CASEY

            No, I-I just.. I guess I feel kind

            of... guilty.

                       

                        ANDREA

            Why would you feel that? Have you told

            Jamie about this?

                       

                        CASEY

            God, no. Are you kidding me? She's

            insecure enough. I do my best to try

            and fix that, not make it worse.

                       

                        ANDREA

            Well, I can tell you that no good can

            come from hiding things from her.

            She's your girlfriend, and you're

            supposed to be honest with her.

                       

                        CASEY

            (sighs)

            I know. I know.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. MIA'S ROOM - LATE NIGHT

 

Mia's drinking directly out of the Bailey's bottle at this point.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (drunkenly)

                                                She leads me on. She's evil incarnate.

                                                I can't decide whether I want to

                                                strangle her or kiss her senseless.

 

Chris gives her a grin as he gulps his Screwdriver.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Don't you smirk at me. This is what I

                                                have been reduced to. Some heartbroken

                                                whiney trollop. Things were perfect

                                                until she and her.. self decided to

                                                roll into my life and throw everything

                                                into chaos. Now it's like I can't

                                                concentrate on anything. I failed my

                                                English exam! Chris, I speak English!

 

She puts the bottle on her nightstand disgustedly.

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                And you studied really hard for that

                                                test.

 

She lays back on her bed and throws a forearm over her eyes.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                I studied with her! And when it came

                                                time to take the test, I couldn't

                                                remember shit! Because I was paying

                                                more attention to her than the damn

                                                textbook! How dare she? How dare she

                                                be so... nice? And sweet and charming

                                                and tall and funny and talented and-

                                                and have those eyes... and..

 

She trails off.

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                Mia?

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (sleepily)

                                                Uh?

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                I'm out. You're about to crash and so

                                                am I, so I'll just see you tomorrow.

 

She grumbles incoherently and he gets up to leave. Suddenly, Mia's arm shoots out and grabs Chris's car keys from the nightstand.

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                Wh..

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (mumbles)

                                                Take a cab.

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                But..

 

She stuffs the keys in her cleavage as a reply, then rolls over onto her side and pulls the comforter over her head.

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                Eh. You're right.

 

He grabs the bottle of Bailey's.

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                Then I'm taking this.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (mumbles)

                                                Mmpf.

 

He flicks off the light and leaves, closing the door behind him.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - MORNING

 

Casey runs into Jamie on the way to Marine Biology.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (smiles)

                                                Hey.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                (smiles)

                                                Hey. You're bright and early this

                                                morning.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Yeah, well, I wanted to talk to you.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                About what?

 

Casey bites her lip and studies her shoes as they walk.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Uh, well um..

                                                (sighs)

                                                N-nothing in particular.. I guess. I

                                                just like having some time to hang out

                                                with you and talk before class.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Me too. Especially since I can't hang

                                                out this week.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Yeah. We need to go out somewhere when

                                                you're done being grounded to

                                                celebrate.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Like where?

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (grins)

                                                I don't know, but I'll think of

                                                something.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Ok.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. MIA'S ROOM - CONTINUOUS

 

Mia's still in bed, sleeping. She rolls over onto her stomach and flinches.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (sleepily)

                                                Ow.

 

She pulls out Chris's car keys from the front of her shirt.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (confused)

                                                What the hell?

 

She throws the keys across the room and sticks her head under her pillow. The phone rings and she groans, reaching out blindly for the phone.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (hoarsely)

                                                Hello?

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                (on phone)

                                                Hey, you alright?

                       

                        MIA

            I'm fine. Why?

                       

                        CHRIS

            (on phone)

            Because class started like an hour ago

            and you're still not here.

                       

                        MIA

            (sighs)

            Shit. I really don't want to go. I

            have two classes with Casey today.

                       

                        CHRIS

            (on phone)

            And the Mia I know wouldn't chicken

            out like that. Go to class.

                       

                        MIA

            Alright. Are you going to pick me up

            or will I be forced to resort to

            public transportation?

                       

                        CHRIS

            (on phone)

            You have my car keys, remember? My

            car's still at your place. Drive it

            over here.

                       

                        MIA

            Alright. See you.

 

She sits up.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Damn, where did I throw those keys?

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. GEOMETRY - LATER

 

Class has already started and Casey's sitting in her seat. Mia hurries in and stops just inside the doorway.

                       

                        HAGGERTY

            You're late, Miss Hazelwood.

                       

                        MIA

            (sarcastically)

            Really?

 

He sighs and continues on with the lesson. Mia bites her lip as she surveys the classroom, looking for an empty seat. The only seat available is the one next to Casey. She inhales deeply and hurries over, collapsing in the seat. Casey glances over surreptitiously for a second, but doesn't say anything and turns back to her notebook. As Mr. Haggerty drones on, Casey and Mia are both hyper-aware of each other, and absolutely refuse look at each other or even acknowledge that the other is sitting next to them.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. GEOMETRY - AN HOUR LATER

 

The bell rings and Casey grabs her things and leaves quickly. Mia watches her go as Chris saunters over.

                       

                                                            CHRIS

                                                Is it cold in here, or is it just me?

 

Mia shoves her things in her messenger bag.

                       

                        CHRIS

            Hung over?

                       

                        MIA

            Yeah. Why did I even come here?

                       

                        CHRIS

            Because my dear, I refuse to let you

            flunk out and be forced to live on the

            streets.

                       

                        MIA

            Well, let's just say I'm definitely

            not looking forward to English.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. ENGLISH - LATER

 

Mia shuffles into English and picks a seat in the corner. Students stream into the room and take seats as the break winds down. The bell rings, signaling the start of class, but Casey's still nowhere to be found. Mrs. Chesler starts looking around the classroom, mentally taking role.

                       

                                                            KAREN

                                                Where's Casey?

 

A few people look around. She looks at Mia.

                       

                        KAREN

            Mia, do you know if Casey's sick?

                       

                        MIA

            (sullenly)

            I don't know.

                       

                        KAREN

            Alright then everyone.. let's get

            started.

 

As she starts a lesson, Mia discreetly pulls out her cell phone and types in a text message.

                       

                                                            DEMENTEDBUTRFLY

                                                (IM)

                                                Where are you?

 

Her finger hovers over the send button.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

EXT. BEACH – CONTINUOUS

 

Casey's sitting on the sand near the water, watching a few boats and windsurfers zip around in the surf. She sighs and pulls out her cell phone, dialing a number.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. JAMIE'S ROOM – CONTINUOUS

 

Jamie's lying on her stomach on her bed, working on some homework when the phone rings. She rolls over to snatch it up from her nightstand.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Hello?

                       

                        CASEY

            (on phone)

            Hey.

                       

                        JAMIE

            (smiles)

            Hey, you. What are you up to?

                       

                        CASEY

            Nothing. I'm just hanging out at the

            beach in front of my house.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Wait, aren't you supposed to be in

            class?

                       

                        CASEY

            I didn't feel too good, so I left.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

            Oh. Are you okay? You seemed alright

            during lunch.

                       

                        CASEY

            Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. A big headache

            just kind of sprung up on me in

            French. I had to get out of there.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Are you sure everything's okay? Some

            people...

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

EXT. BEACH - CONTINUOUS

 

Jamie trails off.

                       

                        CASEY

            What?

                       

                        JAMIE

            (on phone)

            Some people are saying that you and

            Mia have been avoiding each other all

            day. Did something happen between you

            two?

 

Casey bites her lip.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                (continues)

                                                Like an argument or something?

 

Casey rubs the bridge of her nose.

                       

                        CASEY

            No, no. Uh, it's just.. you know

            people, they like to pull stuff out of

            their asses to talk about. Things have

            been kind of quiet and boring lately.

            I guess they felt the need to shake

            things up with some juicy.. albeit

            fake, gossip.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. JAMIE'S ROOM - CONTINUOUS

 

Jamie bites the end of her pencil.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Yeah, that's true.

                       

                        CASEY

            (on phone)

            Maybe we'll have to do something

            shocking to give them something else

            to talk about.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Oh, yeah? Like what?

 

Casey chuckles and Jamie smiles bashfully.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Nevermind. I already know what's

            running through your mind.

                       

                        CASEY

            Well, how do you know? I'll have you

            know I was thinking about serenading

            you in the middle of the quad.

            (teases)

            What exactly were you thinking about,

            missy?

                       

                        JAMIE

            (laughs)

            Uhhh...

                       

                        CASEY

            (laughs)

            Yeah, exactly.

 

They both pause in a comfortable silence.

                       

                        JAMIE

            (gently)

            I'm gonna let you go. You should get

            some rest.

                       

                        CASEY

            Yeah, that's probably a good idea.

                       

                        JAMIE

            I...

            (softly)

            I-I hope you feel better.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

EXT. BEACH - CONTINUOUS

 

Casey smiles to herself.

                       

                        CASEY

            Thanks. I'll call you later.

                       

                        JAMIE

            (on phone)

            Ok. Bye.

 

They both hang up. Casey notices an IM on her screen from Mia. She closes the flip phone without opening up the message.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S LIVING ROOM – AFTERNOON

 

Casey strolls in from the beach and sees Conor sitting on the couch, watching some tv. He flicks it off. She starts to head for the stairs.

                       

                        CONOR

            (angrily)

            You want to tell me what you spent a

            thousand dollars on at the Getty

            Museum? What, did you buy a statue?

 

She stops.

                       

                        CASEY

            (sardonically)

            Ohh, just when things were starting to

            brighten up.

 

She turns to face him.

                       

                        CASEY

            On stuff at the gift shop. How did you

            know about that?

                       

                        CONOR

            It's on your credit card statement.

                       

                        CASEY

            (nods)

            Oh, how nice. You actually took the

            time notice. However, like you said,

            it's on my statement. Not yours.

                       

                        CONOR

            It's still my concern.

                       

                        CASEY

            When it's not even your money?

 

He clenches his jaw.

                       

                        CASEY

            It's my money, which I get from my

            stipend, from my trust, which I get

            from grandma and grandpa. You never

            had a hand in it. Besides, what's the

            big deal? You have single suits that

            are worth more than what I spent at

            the museum.

                       

                        CONOR

            I'm a little concerned about your

            spending habits. A thousand dollars at

            a gift shop. Dresses from high-end

            designers for your girlfriend.

                       

                        CASEY

            (shakes her head)

            Oh, no. Don't you even complain about

            that. You were the one who was worried

            she wouldn't look 'respectable'.

 

She blows out a breath and stalks towards the stairs.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I'm having a crappy enough week

                                                already. Can we table this until next

                                                week?

 

She heads up the stairs without even waiting for his reply.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

                       

EXT. PLAYHOUSE – AFTERNOON

 

The cast pours out of the Playhouse as rehearsal ends.

                       

                        CLARK

            I am so tired from the constant

            practicing of fight scenes.

                       

                        CASEY

            (to herself)

            Glad to see someone has worse stamina

            than me.

                       

                        CLARK

            What?

                       

                        CASEY

            (innocently)

            Nothing.

 

Andrea snickers. Tyler is waiting outside the fence for Clark and Jamie.

                       

                        CLARK

            Dad's here, James.

                       

                        JAMIE

            You go ahead. I'll be there in a

            second.

                       

                        ANDREA

            I'll see you guys.

 

Jamie turns to Casey who fidgets slightly.

                       

                        JAMIE

            So I was thinking.. did you want to

            come to church with us on Sunday?

                       

                        CASEY

            Why?

            (smiles)

            Trying to convert me?

                       

                        JAMIE

            (smiles)

            No. There's not really anything to

            convert you to; I told you that. But

            it's more like.. I don't know. My

            dad's going to be there.

                       

                        CASEY

            And you want me to spend some time

            with him?

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Yeah. I'd really like it if he could

                                                get a chance to know you and learn

                                                that you're not evil incarnate like he

                                                thinks you are.

 

Casey glances over to Clark and Tyler nervously.

                       

                        CASEY

            Uh..

                       

                        JAMIE

            Please? For me?

 

Casey gazes at her fondly for a moment, then nods.

                       

                        CASEY

            (gently)

            Yeah. Yeah. But if he decides to kill

            me, it's your fault and you're out of

            the will.

                       

                        JAMIE

            (laughs)

            Shut up.

 

Jamie leans up to reward her with a sweet kiss.

                       

                        JAMIE

            (smiles)

            Thank you.

                       

                        CASEY

            No problem.

                       

                        JAMIE

            I better go.

 

She gives Casey another smile and heads for the gate.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (calls after her)

                                                I'll call you!

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Ok!

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. GREEN ROOM – NIGHT

 

Mia, along with a rest of the dancers who performed are posing for a group picture for clamoring parents and friends in the green room after the show. Mia blinks after the round of bright flashes go off. The group breaks up and dancers heads to their respective families to talk. Mia runs a hand through her hair and makes her way through the crowd to a corner of the room. She leans against the wall and looks around the room sullenly, seeing Meagan laughing with another friend and her parents. Chris is talking to another dancer and posing for another round of pictures for their parents. Another performer accepts a small

bouquet of flowers from his mom. Mia blows out a breath and starts to turn to leave when Casey emerges from the crowd, with a handful of yellow roses.

                       

                        CASEY

            (quietly)

            Hey.

                       

                        MIA

            (smiles)

            Hey.

 

She hands the flowers to Mia, who brings them to her nose.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                These are beautiful.

 

Casey gives her a small smile.

                       

                        CASEY

            Yeah, I thought you'd like them.

                       

                        MIA

            Thank you.

                       

                        CASEY

            You're welcome.

 

Mia steps forward and wraps her arms around Casey's neck.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                I-I was worried.. I mean, I didn't

                                                think.. you'd come.

 

Casey wraps her arms around Mia in return and squeezes.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I told you I'd come. I always keep my

                                                word.

 

Mia pulls back slightly to wipe the unfallen tears from her eyes.

                       

                        CASEY

            And I seem to recall telling you that

            I'd always be there to look out for

            you. That'll never change.

                       

                        MIA

            I'm so sorry-

                       

                        CASEY

            (shakes her head)

            No, no. It's..

 

She clears her throat.

                       

                        CASEY

            I just needed a few days to kind of

            figure things out. But now that...

            it's kind of out in the open, I think

            from now on, things won't be so....

            tense. You know?

                       

                        MIA

            Yeah.

                       

                        CASEY

            I just.. I don't want to lose you as a

            friend.

                       

                        MIA

            I don't want to lose you either. I'm

            really sorry for the way I behaved.

                       

                        CASEY

            It's alright. I think it's my fault,

            actually. Remember how I told you it

            was ok to flirt with me?

                       

                        MIA

            Yeah.

                       

                        CASEY

            So, you're not really to blame. I told

            you to do it. I didn't exactly realize

            I would.. like it so much.

 

Mia chuckles.

                       

                        CASEY

            So we're ok, now?

                       

                        MIA

            (nods)

            Yeah.

                       

                        CASEY

            (smiles)

            Ok. Well, I can't really stay long.

            I've got some make-up English homework

            to do.

                       

                        MIA

            Ok.

                       

                        CASEY

            (seriously)

            You did really well tonight. I'm proud

            of you.

                       

                        MIA

            (softly)

            Thank you.

                       

                        CASEY

            I'll see you tomorrow.

                       

                        MIA

            Night.

 

She breathes in the scent of her flowers again as she watches Casey leave.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S LIVING ROOM - AFTERNOON

 

Casey walks in afterschool and dumps her backpack on the floor.

                       

                                                            CONOR

                                                Casey?

 

Conor's in the dining room, dressed in khaki slacks and a polo shirt, wearing a golf glove and holding his putter.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Yeah?

                       

                                                            CONOR

                                                Can you come here? I want to talk to

                                                you.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Sure.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S DINING ROOM - CONTINUOUS

                       

                        CASEY

            Are you going to go play a round?

                       

                        CONOR

            Yeah, but I want to talk to you first.

                       

                        CASEY

            Alright. About what?

 

He sighs and fiddles with his glove.

                       

                        CONOR

            Look, we have a lot of problems,

            Casey. I don't like it.

                       

                        CASEY

            Well, I don't like it either. It's not

            like I enjoy getting into constant

            arguments.

                       

                        CONOR

            Me neither. I don't really know why

            we're always arguing. I don't think we

            really spend enough time together. We

            can't see eye to eye on things when

            I'm away working all the time and

            you're off...

 

She raises an eyebrow.

                       

                        CONOR

            See? I don't even know what you do.

                       

                        CASEY

            Ok, so what are we going to do about

            it?

                       

                        CONOR

            Richard's assistant at the firm quit.

            He's been looking for a replacement. I

            talked to him, and he's going to hire

            you.

 

Casey shakes her head in confusion.

                       

                        CASEY

            Wait, what?

                       

                        CONOR

            (smiles)

            You're going to start working at the

            firm. It's not exactly what we need,

            but it's a step in the right

            direction. We'll be able to spend some

            more time together.

                       

                        CASEY

            No, wait a minute.

            (starts ticking off her fingers)

            I have school and homework, I'm

            playing varsity soccer, I'm starring

            in the school play and I make time to

            spend with my girlfriend. When in the

            hell am I going to find time to run

            around your firm, doing work I'm not

            even qualified for?

                       

                        CONOR

            You're a bright kid, Casey.

                       

                        CASEY

            Yes, but that doesn't change the fact

            that I'm up to my ears in my schedule

            already. I understand that you think

            this will help us with our problems,

            but it's just going to create more

            problems for me individually.

                       

                        CONOR

            Well, clean up your schedule.

                       

                        CASEY

            There's no way you're going to let me

            drop soccer. I can't legally drop

            school. I've busted my ass off for

            this play, and if you think I'm giving

            up Jamie, you're insane.

                       

                        CONOR

            The most reasonable thing to drop

            would be the play. You want to

            continue seeing Jamie, that's fine,

            but why waste your time on a silly

            little play? This is a tremendous

            opportunity, Casey. Not only will we

            get to see each other more often, but

            you'll gain valuable experience that

            will come in handy for your career.

            When it comes time to fill out your

            college applications, this will be

            gold, and you'll instantly be able to

            go to any law school you want. This is

            your future, Casey.

 

She crosses her arms and clenches her jaw.

                       

                        CONOR

            Alright?

                       

                        CASEY

            What if I don't want to be a lawyer?

                       

                        CONOR

            (laughs)

            What?

                       

                        CASEY

            What if I don't want you to shove me

            into this mold of who you want me to

            be? What if...

            (gasps dramatically)

            I want to act for a living?

                       

                        CONOR

            Don't be ridiculous, Casey. Acting is

            child's play; being an attorney, now

            that's a real living. A living

            befitting someone of your status.

                       

                        CASEY

            With the money I'm going to inherit, I

            can do anything I please. Why not

            acting?

                       

                        CONOR

            So that's what you plan to do with

            your life? Run around playing make-

            believe and sitting back on your cushy

            inheritance?

                       

                        CASEY

            (getting louder)

            And the alternative is what? Going to

            Yale, like you? Becoming a high-

            powered workaholic, like you? Becoming

            someone who will never be around for

            their kids, like you? Becoming a self-

            absorbed greedy asshole, like you?

                       

                        CONOR

            (snaps)

            Casey Farrell! You do NOT speak to me

            like that. I am still your father!

                       

                        CASEY

            Not by choice.

 

He reaches out and slaps her, then freezes. She recoils slowly and they both seem equally stunned by what he's done.

                       

                                                            CONOR

                                                (shocked)

                                                I...

 

Suddenly, she reaches out and yanks the golf putter out of his hands and flings it towards the china cabinet across the wall, smashing through the glass door and sending a few pieces of crystal crashing to the ground. She stands there and glares at him for a few more moments, then bolts out the front door.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S CAR - A MOMENT LATER

 

Casey shuts off the ignition and rests her forehead on the steering wheel for a few moments, before pulling out her cell phone and dialing a number.

                       

                        CASEY

            Hey. Are you home?

            (pauses)

            Can I come in?

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. MIA'S LIVING ROOM – CONTINUOUS

 

Mia hangs up the phone and heads to the front door, pulling it open just as Casey reaches the porch.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (smiles)

                                                Hey.

 

Her face falls as she notices the lurid bruise forming on Casey's cheekbone.

                       

                        MIA

            What happened?

                       

                        CASEY

            I.. I, uh.. just got into the biggest

            fight with my dad, and um..

                       

                        MIA

            Did he...?

 

Casey remains silent. Mia reaches out and pulls her into a hug.

                       

                        MIA

            Are you ok?

 

Casey nods, not trusting herself to speak. After a few moments, Mia lets go and pulls Casey inside the house, shutting the door.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                Go on upstairs and wait for me, I'm

                                                gonna get you some ice.

 

Casey heads for the stairs without a word.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. MIA'S ROOM - A MOMENT LATER

 

Casey's laying on the bed with a forearm over her eyes as Mia walks in with a bag of ice. Casey starts to sit

up, but Mia puts a hand on her shoulder to stop her.

                       

                        MIA

            No, it's ok. Relax. Just lift your

            head up.

                       

                        CASEY

            Ok.

 

Mia sits cross-legged in the spot where Casey's head was, and guides Casey's head back down to rest on her crossed legs. She gently places the ice on her bruise and Casey sighs and closes her eyes.

                       

                        CASEY

            Thanks.

                       

                        MIA

            You're welcome.

 

She starts to stroke Casey's hair and studies her face for a few moments.

                       

                        MIA

            Has this happened before?

                       

                        CASEY

            No. Never. I..

 

Casey's brow furrows.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                I don't understand w-why he would...

 

She closes her eyes tighter.

                       

                        CASEY

            I mean, I guess.. I did call him an

            asshole to his face or something to

            that effect.. but it was just.. out of

            nowhere. I..

 

Mia sniffles quietly.

                       

                        MIA

            (softly)

            No, it always seems like it comes out

            of nowhere.

 

Casey opens her eyes to see that Mia is crying more than she is.

                       

                        CASEY

            (gently)

            Hey.

                       

                        MIA

            My dad never hit me. But my mom...

            before she started popping all the

            pills in the medicine cabinet, she was

            just.. a very frustrated person. She

            was always frustrated, especially with

            me. I mean, I can see... she had me

            when she was really young and...

                       

                        CASEY

            Hey.

 

Casey pulls the ice bag off her cheek, and pats the bed, indicating that Mia should lay down next to her, and she does so. Casey pulls Mia over so Mia's head is resting on her shoulder. Mia takes a deep breath to calm herself. 

                       

                        MIA

            God, look at me. You come to me

            needing some comfort, and then I end

            up crying on your shoulder.

                       

                        CASEY

            It's ok.

 

Casey starts to rub her back soothingly with a hand.

                       

                        MIA

            (blows out a breath)

            Parents suck.

                       

                        CASEY

            Yeah, they do. We should ship them all

            to the moon.

                       

                        MIA

            Nah, they can stay here. I'll go to

            Paris.

                       

                        CASEY

            I love Paris.

                       

                        MIA

            I've still haven't been there. I'm

            dying to go.

                       

                        CASEY

            When's your birthday?

                       

                        MIA

            It's in May.

                       

                        CASEY

            I'll take you for your birthday. Paris

            really is beautiful in the springtime.

                       

                        MIA

            You will?

                       

                        CASEY

            Yeah.

                       

                        MIA

            (smiles)

            Ok.

 

Mia studies the neck in front of her and draws a finger down Casey's jaw. Casey swallows hard and turns her head towards Mia until they're breathing the same charged air. After another moment, as though pulled by a magnetic force, she ducks her head down and kisses Mia. She pulls back, and Mia gazes at her for a moment, then buries her fingers in Casey's hair and brings their lips together again. Inhibition falls away, and Casey deepens the kiss and rolls them over until she's bracing her body over Mia's. Mia moves her hands from Casey's hair and runs them down her back, pulling her closer. Casey's hands start to wander, and one slips under her shirt to lightly brush Mia's trim stomach, and Mia moans softly into the kiss. This seems to bring Casey out of her haze and she breaks off the kiss, breathing heavily. Mia gets pulled out of her haze as well and her eyes widen slightly as she realizes what they've just done.

                       

                                                            MIA

                                                (whispers)

                                                You should go.

 

Casey looks at Mia uncertainly for a few moments, until Mia gently pushes her back.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (at a loss)

                                                I.. I.. yeah. I'll... go.

 

She climbs off the bed and leaves without another comment. Mia bites her lip and rolls over, burying her face in her pillow.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S CAR - LATER

 

Casey gets in and closes the door. She blows out a breath and rests her head on the steering wheel again.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                (mutters)

                                                Pull your shit together, Casey.

 

She pulls out her cell phone.

                       

                        ANDREA

            (on phone)

            Hello?

                       

                        CASEY

            Hey, it's Casey.

                       

                        ANDREA

            Hey, what's up?

                       

                        CASEY

            Nothing. I-I-I just.. I..

                       

                        ANDREA

            (sighs)

            What's wrong now?

                       

                        CASEY

            (quietly)

            I screwed up.

                       

                        ANDREA

            You slept with Mia, didn't you?

                       

                        CASEY

            No, no.

 

She shakes her head and pinches the bridge of her nose to fend off the impending headache.

                       

                        CASEY

            I-I kissed her.

                       

                        ANDREA

            (scoffs)

            Like that's any better?

                       

                        CASEY

            No, it's not.

                       

                        ANDREA

            Casey, you need to pull your shit

            together.

 

Casey chuckles to herself.

                       

                        ANDREA

            It's not funny.

                       

                        CASEY

            (sobers)

            No, it's not. I know. I'm gonna talk

            to Jamie.

                       

                        ANDREA

            You're going to tell her, right?

                       

                        CASEY

            Should I?

                       

                        ANDREA

            Hell, yes, you should. And I can't

            guarantee she won't blow up and dump

            you.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Shit. Shit!

 

She slams the heel of her hand on her steering wheel.

                       

                        CASEY

            That's it. It's over. She's going to

            break up with me and never speak to me

            again because I can't keep it in my

            pants. Why can't I keep it in my

            pants?

                       

                        ANDREA

            I thought you said you didn't sleep

            with her.

                       

                        CASEY

            You know what I mean. But I didn't

            mean for this to happen! It was just..

            she was there, and it was like... I

            can't explain it.

                       

                        ANDREA

            Well, you better figure out how to

            explain it before you talk to Jamie.

            If it's somewhat reasonable and you

            apologize and beg and grovel and send

            her enough flowers, things might not

            turn out to be a disaster. If it

            does.. well, I don't know what to tell

            you.

                       

                        CASEY

            (sighs)

            Shit. I know. Alright. Thanks... for..

            not chewing my head off.

                       

                        ANDREA

            Oh no, believe me, if things turn for

            the worst, I'll yell at you plenty..

            at least as much as you deserve.

                       

                        CASEY

            Ok. I'm gonna go figure things out,

            and I'll talk to her tomorrow before

            rehearsal.

                       

                        ANDREA

            Alright, I'll see you then.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

 

Casey cautiously opens the front door, peeking into the living room. She walks in and heads for the stairs and notices Conor sitting on the couch in the den, a worried frown on his face. She immediately hurries up the stairs and the sound of her door slamming echoes down.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S BEDROOM – CONTINUOUS

 

Casey falls backward onto her bed and switches on the tv for background noise. She stares at the ceiling and flips the remote in her hand around as she thinks.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS

 

Conor approaches her door and tentatively knocks.

                       

                                                            CONOR

                                                (muffled)

                                                Casey? Are you alright?

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS

 

She stops fiddling with the remote, but remains silent.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. CASEY'S HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS

                       

                                                            CONOR

                                                I-I just... I was really worried that

                                                you.. you would just take off. I'm

                                                glad you came home.

           

He hears a few muted footsteps, then the door opens.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Can you just leave me alone already?

 

She slams the door in his face. He runs a hand through his hair.

                       

                                                            CONOR

                                                (unsure)

                                                Anyways, I'm just glad you're safe. If

                                                you want to talk.. I...

 

He gives up and leaves.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

EXT. PLAYHOUSE – MORNING

 

Casey adjusts the messenger bag strap on her shoulder as she waits outside of the Playhouse before rehearsal. She checks her watch every few moments and rocks back and forth on her heels.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

EXT. WEST ENTRANCE – CONTINUOUS

 

Jamie and Clark walk towards the gate.

                       

                        JAMIE

            I can't believe you haven't even read

            the scene you're doing today.

                       

                        CLARK

            It slipped my mind.

 

A few students are loitering outside the gate. They look at Jamie and whisper amongst themselves.

                       

                        CLARK

            What was that?

                       

                        JAMIE

            I don't know. It's been happening all

            week.

                       

                        CLARK

            Want me to go kick their asses?

                       

                        JAMIE

            (smiles)

            No, it's okay. I'll take care of it.

            Sooner or later the gossip mongers

            will get a life.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

EXT. PLAYHOUSE - CONTINUOUS

 

Finally, Casey spots Jamie and Clark heading towards her and she takes a nervous breath.

                       

                        CLARK

            Hey! You're early. You're never this

            early for rehearsal.

                       

                        CASEY

            (shrugs)

            There's a first time for everything.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Can I talk to you for a minute?

 

Casey is thrown a little, but nods.

                       

                        CASEY

            Sure.

                       

                        CLARK

            I'm heading inside you guys.

 

He wiggles his play at them.

                       

                                                            CLARK

                                                Still working on the whole memorizing

                                                lines business. See you in a little

                                                bit.

 

He pulls open the door and walks inside the Playhouse. Jamie pulls Casey's arm and Casey follows her over to a bench.

                       

                        CASEY

            Did you talk to Andrea?

                       

                        JAMIE

            (confused)

            No. Why?

                       

                        CASEY

            (relieved)

            Oh, uh.. it's just I talked to her

            last night and she said.. she was

            going to call you.

                       

                        JAMIE

            (shakes her head)

            Oh, no. She didn't.

 

Casey clears her throat nervously. Then Jamie notices the faint bruise on Casey's cheek.

                       

                        JAMIE

            What is that?

                       

                        CASEY

            What?

 

Jamie reaches out and lightly brushes the bruise with her fingertips. Casey's face flushes.

                       

                        CASEY

            Oh, uh, practice.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Soccer?

                       

                        CASEY

            Yeah, I was trying to steal the ball

            from Leah and ended up colliding with

            her. She's got a hard head.

                       

                        JAMIE

            (nods)

            Oh.

                       

                        CASEY

            So, what did you want to talk about?

                       

                        JAMIE

            Mia.

 

Casey inhales.

                       

                        CASEY

            O-okay.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Did you go to watch her rehearse last

            week?

                       

                        CASEY

            Uh, yeah. Why?

                       

                        JAMIE

            It's just that, ever since then.. I

            walk around school and all these

            people look at me like they know

            something I don't. And all these

            stupid rumors keep going around, and

            it makes me feel like you cheated on

            me and everyone knows about it but me.

                       

                        CASEY

            Ja..

                       

                        JAMIE

            (interrupts)

            I know you didn't.

            (gently)

            I know.

 

Casey swallows.

                       

                        JAMIE

            But I still worry about it a little.

            Let's face it, Casey, you're not

            exactly getting everything you need

            from me.

 

Casey opens her mouth to speak but Jamie puts a finger on her lips.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Hold on. Hear me out. I just want you

            to know that cheating is one of the

            only things that would make me leave

            you. I can't ever forgive something

            like that. I know it seems harsh, but

            I just want to be open and honest with

            you about the way I feel about this

            sort of thing, because I know that you

            try to be honest with me. That being

            said, I do trust you. It's just.. you

            know.. I can be really insecure with

            myself sometimes.

                       

                        CASEY

            I can't imagine why.

 

Jamie smiles bashfully.

                       

                        CASEY

            I-I.. I would never do something like

            that to you.

                       

                        JAMIE

            I know. But I always wonder why you're

            with me when there are so many other

            girls you can have that wouldn't

            hesitate to throw themselves at you.

                       

                        CASEY

            You're kinda crazy, you know that?

            It's not about.. gettting some or

            anything like that. You.. you give me

            more than that.

                       

                        JAMIE

            I do?

                       

                        CASEY

            (smiles)

            Yeah. So uh, don't worry about it,

            okay?

                       

                        JAMIE

            (smiles)

            Ok.

 

Clark opens up the door.

                       

                                                            CLARK

                                                Jamie, I kinda need your help.

 

Jamie looks at Casey.

                       

                                                            CASEY

                                                Go on. I have to call my dad about

                                                something anyways.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                Ok.

 

She gives Casey a gentle kiss before heading inside. Casey watches her go.

                       

                        CASEY

            (to herself)

            'You give me more than that'. Nice,

            Casey. You figure this out after you

            already went ahead and... shit.

 

She puts her head down in her hands.

                                   

                                                                                                                        CUT TO:

 

INT. PLAYHOUSE – AFTERNOON

 

Jamie is on the stage, in her set bedroom, sitting on a chair in front of the vanity. Olivia enters and Jamie stands to face her.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Ay me! What news? Why dost thou wring

            thy hands?

                       

                        OLIVIA

            Ah, well-a-day! He's dead, he's dead,

            he's dead! We are undone, lady, we are

            undone! Alack the day! He's gone he's

            killed, he's dead!

                       

                        JAMIE

            Can heaven be so envious?

                       

                        OLIVIA

            Romeo can, though heaven cannot: O

            Romeo, Romeo! Who ever would have

            thought it? Romeo!

                       

                        JAMIE

            What devil art thou, that dost torment

            me thus? This torture should be roar'd

            in dismal hell. Hath Romeo slain

            himself?

                       

                        OLIVIA

            I saw the wound, I saw it with mine

            eyes -- God save the mark! -- here on

            his manly breast: A piteous corse, a

            bloody piteous corse; pale, pale as

            ashes.

                       

                        JAMIE

            O, break, my heart! Poor bankrupt,

            break at once!

                       

                        OLIVIA

            O Tybalt, Tybalt, the best friend I

            had! O courteous Tybalt! Honest

            gentleman! That ever I should live to

            see thee dead?

                       

                        JAMIE

            (frustrated)

            What storm is this that blows so

            contrary? Is Romeo slaughter'd and is

            Tybalt dead? My dear-loved cousin, and

            my dearer lord? Then, dreadful

            trumpet, sound the general doom! For

            who is living, if those two are gone?

                       

                        OLIVIA

            Tybalt is gone, and Romeo banished;

            Romeo that kill'd him, he is banished.

 

Jamie gasps in shock.

                       

                        JAMIE

            Oh God! Did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's

            blood?

                       

                        OLIVIA

            It did, it did; alas the day, it did!

 

Jamie turns away.

                       

                        JAMIE

            O serpent heart, hid with a flowering

            face! Did ever a dragon keep so fair a

            cave? O nature, what hadst thou to do

            in hell, when thou didst bower the

            spirit of a fiend in moral paradise of

            such sweet flesh? Was ever a book

            containing such vile matter, so fairly

            bound?

 

Casey sits in her seat and isn't watching, but rather, listening.

                       

                                                            JAMIE

                                                (whispers)

                                                O that deceit should dwell in such a

                                                gorgeous palace.

 

At this, she glances up at Jamie, then looks away, troubled.

                                   

                                                                                                                        FADE OUT.