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December 17, 2001 Transcribed by Cindy Popiela, edited by Karen Ross At Troy's Lindsay answering the phone when Nora calls. Lindsay: Hello! Troy: Go ahead tell her. Tell Lindsay I'm using her to get you the truth. Lindsay: Who is this? Troy: Tell her! Nora: Lindsay, it's Nora! (glaring at Troy) Lindsay: What do you want Nora? Nora: I . . .
Troy: You said you were going to tell her. Tell her! Lindsay: If you're looking for Sam . . . ? Nora: I am . . . Lindsay: Well he's gone so you wasted a phone call. Nora: I'm sorry. (She hangs up) Troy: It's okay you know. Nora: What's okay? Troy: To want to know the truth about what happened to you. Nora: Oh I'm so sick of that phrase. Troy: Okay, so how about to make Lindsay pay for the things she did. Nora: Oh I'm sick of that too. Don't you understand . . . I don't want to do this anymore Troy. Besides, it's never going to work . . . this ridiculous plan of yours to seduce Lindsay to get the truth out of her. You're making a mistake underestimating her, Troy. Troy: Look Nora, you want to know the truth. Let me get the answers that you've been looking for. Nora: What if you get caught? Troy: So then I get caught! At worse I make an enemy out of Lindsay. It's not like she didn't try and kill me already. What's the big deal? Nora: And at best?
Troy: You get the truth. You finally find out that Lindsay was the one that injected you with that needle. Nora: You're doing this for me! Troy: That's right, I'M doing this. Me! So you've got absolutely nothing to lose. (They show Sam walking up to Troy's door) Nora: You are purposefully provoking a situation with Lindsay that should be left alone. Troy: Why because Sam says so? Nora: NO, because I said so . . . I have to go. I'm suppose to meet Sam . . . Where's my purse? Troy: Nora, look I don't want to upset you, okay! Nora: Then you'll stop this? Troy: I can't! Nora: Fine! Troy: Look why don't you hang out for a minute until you're calmed down alright! Nora: I can't! Troy: Right back at me, huh! Nora: Right! Do you have a ladies room? Can I use your ladies room? Troy: Yeah, it's right back there. Nora: Thank you. There's a knock at the door. Troy: (sliding back the door) Sam! Now this is an unexpected surprise! Sam: Yeah I'm sure. Troy: What's up? Sam: (handing Troy a large envelope) I got these delivered to me in care of my son, Will. Looks like they belong to you. They're residential reassesment papers for the loft. Troy: Ah, thank you, but it would have been easier to drop them in the mail. Sam: Yeah, yeah this is just an excuse. I think we need to talk. Troy: Really!
Sam: Yeah, may I come in? (Nora walks back into the room and notices Sam talking with Troy and panics what to do) Troy: Ah . . . WOW! You know what Sam, now's not really a good time. Sam: Well then I'll say what I have to say right now. Troy: Okay. Sam: I want you to stop seeing Lindsay! Troy: Excuse me! Sam: Yeah I saw the two of you having dinner last night and I saw the flowers you sent her this morning. Troy: You know what, I'm not quite sure how any of this is any of your business. Sam: I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU do a number on Lindsay! Troy: We had dinner. Sam: Right?! Dinner?! Troy: That's right. So I don't see where the problem is.
Sam: Did I say there was a problem? Troy: You implied there was a problem. Sam: Troy, I don't want to play these games with you. Troy: So who's playing games Sam? Sam: You know I'm grateful for what you did for my son, Matthew. You did an excellent job, (Nora nods her head yes) but that doesn't mean I have to like you. (Nora doesn't like hearing that) Troy: Well I would have never known. Sam: And that doesn't mean that I trust you. Troy: Okay I'm sure you see the logic in that. Sam: You may think that you can charm other people around here that your intentions are noble Troy, but if you think by seeing Lindsay you're going to get Nora's attention, you got another thing coming. Troy: Ah, there it is, isn't it! NOW the truth comes tumbling out. You don't care about Lindsay, you care about Nora! Sam, Nora and I are friends. Sam: Bully for you Troy. Troy: Well if you don't believe me you can ask her yourself. (Nora gives a paniced look) Sam: We don't talk about you Troy. You're not that important. Troy: I guess I should be insulted. Sam: Hey, whatever rocks your cradle! I really don't care, but stop interferring where you don't belong, Troy! And quit messing with the people I care about. Troy: I have done nothing but help the people you care about! So if you think I have some ulterior motive Sam, you're wrong! Sam: Good, now listen to me. Stay away from them Troy! Troy: I think Lindsay and Nora are capable of choosing their own friends. Sam: You don't want to test me on this Troy! Trust me. (He leaves) Nora: Oh why . . . what did I do? (Troy comes back in the loft) Why did I do that? Why didn't I just tell Sam I was here? Troy: Nora, it's okay! Nora: Why was I hiding like I was doing something wrong? Troy: You know why! Nora: Troy don't! Troy: Sam thinks you can go the rest of your life without ever knowing what exactly happened. Nora: I was doing okay so far. Troy: I'm not so sure about that. Nora: I just don't know why I didn't tell him I was here. Troy: Look I know you don't like keeping things from Sam . . . Nora: No, I don't! Troy: But you haven't done anything wrong! You told him you wouldn't pursue this thing with Lindsay. And you haven't. I am the one that is going after her. Nora: That's a technicality and an excuse, and you know it. Troy: Nora, Nora everything's going to be alright! Nora: I have to go. Troy: Nora . . .
Nora: No, no! (opens the door to leave, she looks back at Troy) I don't know . . . You be careful! (She leaves and he has this big grin on his face) Troy: I'm going to get you exactly what you want, Nora! |
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