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January 4, 2002
Transcribed by Cindy Popiela, edited by Karen Ross
At Troy's
Troy is laying in bed and hears the shower. He takes a recorder out from under the bed, turns the tape over in the tape recorder, and hides it before Lindsay comes back. She comes back and kisses him.
Troy: Hmmm, good morning beautiful!
Lindsay: (snuggling next to him) Good morning!
Troy: Ohhh, that was some night last night, huh?
Lindsay: Oh yes, yes it was. Just what the doctor ordered.
Troy: I guess I was being a little selfish.
Lindsay: No, you weren't.
Troy: Well I'm sure that wasn't the favor you were going to ask me for last night.
Lindsay: (her smile fading) No it wasn't.
Troy: Okay, so I'm all ears. Come on, tell me. You can tell me anything.
Lindsay: Maybe I shouldn't involve you.
Troy: Oh I think it's a little too late for that. I'm already involved with you. (He kisses her.)
Lindsay: Well, that's really nice, but that's . . . that's not what I meant.
Troy: No! So why don't you tell me what you meant, cause I want to know everything about you. Whatever's in that pretty little mind of yours, I want to share it. I want to share everything with you. Starting with what you were about to tell me last night.
Lindsay: I need a drug.
Troy: For you?!
Lindsay: No, for someone else.
Troy: Okay, what kind of drug are we talking about, and who's it for?
Lindsay: Oh my god, this is so wrong.
Troy: Well, now come on, not necessarily. I mean are we talking about a recreational drug here?
Lindsay: No!
Troy: Okay! Okay then what?
Lindsay: It's probably more of a medication than a drug.
Troy: Alright, for whom?
Lindsay: For Jen.
Troy: For Jen! Why is she sick?
Lindsay: No, she's not sick. She has a reason to believe that she's pregnant. She's late.
Troy: I see. And what exactly is she looking for this drug to do?
Lindsay: Well, it's not what you're thinking. I mean, she's not actually really pregnant.
Troy: (looking confused) Okay now you lost me.
Lindsay: Okay, see, when Cristian left her, she had a one night stand with someone else. So if she is pregnant, that boy is the father. And if Cristian finds out, it's going to break them up for good.
Troy: Uh wait a minute, you're saying if she's pregnant. So she's not pregnant?!
Lindsay: No! And there in lies the snag.
Troy: Well, wait a minute. Didn't she take a pregnancy test?
Lindsay: Yeah, she took a home pregnancy test. I was with her.
Troy: Okay, so what were the results?
Lindsay: They were negative.
Troy: So then, she's not pregnant!
Lindsay: Nope!
Troy: So then, why does she think she's pregnant?
Lindsay: Because the results that she saw were positive.
Troy: Now you're really losing me here.
Lindsay: (picking up a pen) One line is negative, (waving the pen) two lines are positive.
Troy: You mean you changed the results!
Lindsay: I had too.
Troy: Well, I mean, eventually she's going to get her period and she's going to realize that she's not pregnant.
Lindsay: And you see, that's where the medication comes in. I mean there has to be something to keep that from happening . . . (Troy looks at her in disbelief.) You must think I am horrible?!
Troy: No, no listen no, no. I think that you're doing whatever you have to do to protect your daughter.
Lindsay: Then you understand?
Troy: Of course. Of course I understand. In fact, I admire your resourcefulness.
Lindsay: I'm desperate.
Troy: I know. And I could only imagine what it must be like to do desperate things for someone you love.
Lindsay: So will you help me? Well there must be some medication to keep Jen thinking that she's pregnant for a little while longer.
Troy: Nothing that I can think of. I mean, nothing that wouldn't hurt her. That would potentially hurt her.
Lindsay: No! I don't want that. What about birth control pills?
Troy: Well, they're not going to stop her from getting her next period. I gotta tell you, I don't think I can help you out on this one.
Lindsay: That's okay. It was long shot! You're not going to tell anybody, are you?
Troy: No, of course not. You know that you're secrets are safe with me.
Lindsay: (smiling) I hope so.
Troy: Hey, I promise you. But I gotta tell you I admire you're inventiveness.
Lindsay: I thought you were going to say you admire my desperation.
Troy: No. So where did you get the idea of using a drug in your plan in the first place? I mean, you didn't do this before, did you? (she has a flashback to when she was threatening Nora with the syringe) Anything I've done in the past is ancient history. It's not even worth talking about . . . I got to go. I gotta go cause I'll be late. (getting out of bed)
Troy: Whoa! Late?! Late for what?
Lindsay: An appointment.
Troy: An appointment huh? Well, I actually got to go to work too, but I still have to take a shower you know. (walking up behind her, he wraps his arms around her and nuzzles he neck)
Lindsay: I've already had my shower. You're going to make me more late. You go. Okay?
Troy: (giving her another kiss) Okay.
Lindsay: (buttoning her blouse) Go on.
Troy: Alright.
He heads to the shower, stopping briefly to look at Lindsay. Lindsay watches him for a moment. A knock at the door distracts her.
Nora: (from outside the door) Troy! Are you there? It's Nora.
Lindsay starts to giggle, unbuttons her blouse, messes her hair up and goes to answer the door.
Nora: Troy?
Lindsay: (opening the door) What? . . . Nora! What a surprise! (Nora grins) Well this is awkward. Awkward with a side of awkward. (buttoning her blouse) You know, I'm sure that Troy wouldn't have really wanted you to find out this way but it was kind of bound to happen.
Nora: Lovely blouse.
Lindsay: Thank you.
Nora: Is Troy here?
Lindsay: Ah yes he is. He's in the shower. We were just uh . . .
Nora: I really don't care to know what you were doing.
Lindsay: Really?
Nora: Really.
Lindsay: Mmm, it's not what it looks like from here.
Nora: Well you should stand in the hall and take a look.
Lindsay: You know what it looks like from here . . . that you're real upset. UPSET that your friend, Dr. MacIver, and I have found each other. But you better get use to it, because the days of all the men in Llanview falling at your feet are over.
Troy: (walking up to the door, wrapped only in a towel) Nora! I wasn't expecting you.
Nora: Well Sam asked me to come by and have you sign your clinic incorporation papers, but obviously this isn't a good time.
Troy: Well that's okay, you don't have to go.
Lindsay: Obviously! (Lindsay's phone rings, and she walks to her purse to answer it) Hello?
Jen: It's me. I'm on my way.
Lindsay: Good honey. I'm on my way too. I'll be there in a few minutes. (hangs up) Okay I got this meeting. See you tonight. Watch that tail tiger. (kissing Troy) Always a pleasure Nora.
Troy: Well uh, just give me a minute. I'm going to get dressed.
Nora: (walking in the door) I don't really have time. I have to drop off some other papers.
Troy: Well, it will just take a minute.
Nora: (pulling out the papers, obviously upset) No, actually I just need you to sign here . . . okay!
Troy: Nora, there is an explanaition.
Nora: And I have a pen here for you to use. And after you sign here, you can also sign on the back. You need to initial also in here.
Troy: Nora, would you just listen to me for one minute.
Nora: No, no, no. You just sign the whole thing, then I'll be able to leave you alone.
Troy: I don't want you to leave me alone.
Nora: Why did you sleep with her?
Troy: I told you my plan was to coax Lindsay to confess about giving you the drug.
Nora: Coaxing is one thing, sleeping with her is another.
Troy: I will DO whatever I have to DO to get to the truth.
Nora: At what cost?
Troy: You don't get it, do you? Don't you know how I feel about you? There's nothing I wouldn't do for you.
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