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Buzz is driving into Springfield in Randi's car, "Mack the Knife" is playing on the radio. He is drinking from a cup and begins singing along...changing the lyrics. Buzz: Oh, the line forms...On the right, babe...Now that Buzz man's....back in town.... (As he sings the last line, he sees something off to the right side of the road and he hits the brakes) Whoa, Mama!
She then bends over the hood. Buzz approaches her
Buzz: Oh, right up my alley. Me and trouble go way back.
Scene 2
Jenna is looking under the hood as Buzz takes off his jacket Jenna: It's a bit cold for you to start this. Buzz: I'm dressed warmer than you are. Would she start? Jenna: Ah, no. That's the primary problem. (He leans down to the hood) Ah, don't jiggle too many things in there. This isn't my car Buzz: How nice of your daddy to let you cruise around in a baby like this. Jenna It doesn't belong to my daddy, either. Buzz: (looking under the hood) Ah, the boots on the spark plugs are mighty sloppy. Jenna: Perhaps you could drive to the nearest service station and send for a tow-truck. Buzz: Ah-Ha! The distributor wire! Do you know how to open the trunk on this thing? Jenna: (Offended) Yeah, I think I could probably handle that... Buzz: Good, see if they got some tools that come with it. (She starts toward the trunk) You know, your engine block is too cute for words. Looks like it's been crocheted. (At this she stops and looks at him about to open trunk) Jenna: Careful, us Brits don't have a great deal to brag about except for our Jags and the Royals---and even their boots have been a bit muddy lately. Buzz: (amused) Huh. (sticks his head back under the hood) Jenna: (walking towards him with the tools)Yes, I found the tools. Look good enough to eat with, don't they? (He reaches and takes a screwdriver, she walks to the other side of him) Thank you for stopping, It is very nice of you to help. Most people just wisked right by, they didn't notice me. Buzz: Oh, I'd say you are way up there in the noticeablity department. (He puts back the screwdriver) Um...Could you hand me the needle-nosed pliers? (She stares at him for a minute and he reaches down and grabs them himself) Jenna: Ah, yes. Needle-nosed pliers. Just like something a bird watcher would spot. (he walks over to the other side of the car) Buzz: Oh, I'm sure many people saw you. They probably just went home to call their neighbors or The National Gaurd. The natives tend to be cautious. (She walks up behind him) In fact, I know dead people that have more personality. (Jenna leans over and looks at his butt)
Buzz: You know sometimes you just want to pinch these clogs to see if their still alive. ( she pinches his butt which makes him hit his head on the hood and drop the tool) Jenna: Oh, I don't know what came over me. Are you alright? Buzz: Yeah. What do you think? What's your verdict? Dead or alive? Jenna: Definately alive. Buzz: (Shakes his head) Nope.
Jenna is leaning over the hood with Buzz while he is trying to work on the car.
Jenna: I beg your pardon? Buzz: You're in my light. Jenna: Sorry. (She sets the tools down and then goes and sits on the curb) It's almost taken you an hour to do whatever it is your doing. Buzz:You in a hurry? Jenna: No, no, no. Not at all. It's just...it's not everday you meet such a helpful Samaritan. Buzz: Actually, I'm more of a solider of fortune. Jenna: Yeah, I was waiting for that.
 Buzz: Cool your jets. I don't take money from damsels in distress. Jenna:(Gets up and walks to him) And yet, you were so very pre-possessing. Buzz: What's that mean? The part before possessing?
 Jenna: Come on, admit it. You recognized me, didn't you? (He stops what he is doing to look at her) Oh, my face. It's been on the cover of all the newspapers lately. Buzz: Bank robbery? Jenna: (A bit annoyed) No. Buzz: Heartbreak? Jenna: Warmer. Buzz: I bet I know your story: Your're a singer, right? One of those looong-legged girls who curls up on a baby grand. The house is so quiet they can hear your stockings passing each other. Micophone's so close you can kiss it. Singing some torchy song with a voice like ribbon spilling off a spool. Is that you or is that you? Jenna: No. I think I'm going to regret it for the rest of my life. Buzz: So what is your claim to fame? Did I miss by much? Jenna: Oh, just that I'm going to be an heiress soon.
Buzz closes hood, Jenna is in the driver's seat of the car
Buzz: Supposed to. It's a cat. Jenna: Now is there anything I am supposed to do to it so it doesn't die on me again? Buzz: Well, I could tell ya to do and have a tune up, but that's basically just what you got. But, to be on the safe side I'll follow you into town. Jenna: Would that be safe? Buzz: Well, we could stop to refresh and refuel at The Rendezvous. Jenna: At the what?
Buzz: Well, that's what it used to be called. It used to be Joey Boscoe's place. But, if they can't make a decent martini...I can. One mean enough to make you pucker...in a snowy, little stem glass. I know that's how you like it. Jenna: Yes. Just like mummy used to make. I have to get my boyfriend's car back to him. Buzz: It's a shame. Jenna: Yes. Before he sends out the bucket-seat blood hounds. He's very, very possessive about his car. Buzz: Just his car? Jenna: (extending her hand to shake his) It was very fortunate that I ran into you today (He takes her hand) A man with such talents. Thank you very much. Buzz: (Smiling at her) Maybe someday you'll run into some more...of my talents. Jenna: So what is your name, anyway? Buzz: That's the interesting part of me. Jenna: A mystery man, all right. I'll remember your face. And as they say: a name can be changed by it's owner. But, a face...well, that's issued by heaven. Buzz: Nah, faces do change. But, heaven ought to hang on....to yours.
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