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Tuesday, February 19, 2002
Transcribed and edited by Cindy Popiela and Karen Ross.
At The Funhouse
Lindsay is sitting on the floor, crowbar in hand, in a daze remembering the harsh words Troy said to her.
Troy: I was Colin, Lindsay. I've been pretending to be Colin this whole time!
Troy: You disgust me. In fact the only way that I could ever bring myself to touch you was to close my eyes and imagine that you were Nora.
Then she remembers hitting Troy in the back of the head with the crowbar.
Lindsay: (speaking to an unconscious Troy, who she's chained to the spinning wheel) I didn't have a choice. You made me do it. You gave me no choice. I had to do it. This is all your fault! . . . (standing, she walks over to Troy) We were suppose to be married today, in Paris. I loved you so much . . . For the first time in my life, I thought that finally somebody really loved me back. But it was a lie. I heard what you said. You said I disgusted you. You didn't really love me. You just pretended to, like you pretended to be Colin. To scare me, to trick me and make a FOOL out of me. And the whole time, you were in love with her. (hitting him with the crowbar) WAKE UP!
Troy: (he starts coming around) Ow! Lindsay please!
Lindsay: Oh, you know my name, that's good. What's yours?
Troy: What?
Lindsay: Is it Troy . . . or is it Colin?
Troy: (realizing he's chained, he struggles against them) Lindsay, what are you doing?
Lindsay: Careful now, you don't want to hurt yourself. Oh, you can't! You don't have the key this time.
Troy: Lindsay, you chained me here?
Lindsay: First, I knocked you out. At first I thought that I killed you. Part of me wishes I had. You were just lying there, you weren't moving. You know what I had to do? I had to put my head on your chest just to see if you were breathing. It reminded me of all the nights that we laid in bed and I would have my head on your chest. And I would listen to your heart beating. How could I have BEEN such an IDIOT?
Troy: Lindsay, just uncuff me.
Lindsay: First it was Sam, then it was Bo. And you, and not a single one of you loved me.
Troy: UNCUFF ME! UNCUFF ME!
Lindsay: YOU ALL LOVED HER! You all loved Nora!
Troy: Lindsay just listen to me, okay? . . . Nora . . .
Lindsay: SHUT UP!
Troy: You're not going to kill me Lindsay. You're not going to kill me; you wouldn't have even bothered to chain me up if you were going to kill me.
Lindsay: You know something, you're right. But I find myself with a bit of a predicament on my hands now. But I do have an idea.
Troy: What idea?
Lindsay: Well, I can't very well let you walk out of here, can I? Now that you know what I've done to Nora.
Troy: Just unchain me and let's talk about this.
Lindsay: How stupid do you think I am? If I unchain you, the first thing you're going to do is overpower me and then run to the police with that tape of my confession. I can't let that happen.
Troy: (angrily) Eventually the truth is going to come out!
Lindsay: Is it? (she goes to the remote and starts playing the tape of Troy calling for help) . . . Where's the tape Troy? (some more of her confession plays) TELL ME WHERE THE DAMN TAPE IS! Look, I don't want to keep you chained up in here. I don't. I'm not that kind of girl. But I will. Until you tell me where that tape is.
Troy: And then what?
Lindsay: And then I'll destroy it and it will be your word against mine. . . Are you going to tell me where that tape is or not?
Troy: (shakes his head yes) NO! I'm not! (he laughs)
Lindsay: You don't want to tell me where the tape is! I'll find it myself. (knocking things down with the crowbar, she notices a microphone) A wireless microphone?! Where's the recorder? (angrily) Where's the tape?
Troy: I'm never going to tell you Lindsay. Not after everything I went through to get you to confess. I'd rather die. (he closes his eyes and she raises the crowbar)
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