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Wednesday, February 27, 2002
Transcribed and edited by Cindy Popiela and Karen Ross.
At The Funhouse
A feverish Troy is hallucinating that Lindsay is Nora.
Lindsay: (checking behind her) What did you say?
Troy: (seeing Nora instead) I said . . . . said . . . . I said I . . . . said I love you, Nora. I love you, Nora.
Nora: Why are you calling me Nora?
Troy: It's your name. Beautiful, beautiful name. Beautiful Nora.
Lindsay: (feeling his head and neck) You're burning up
Troy: It's the spider bite, spider bite . . . . It's poison. Fever. I'm okay now.
Nora: You're getting well?
Troy: Yes, now that you're here. Now that you're here Nora.
Lindsay: (walking away) Oh my God, he thinks I'm Nora. Now what?
Troy: Nora? . . . . Nora?!
Lindsay: What?
Troy: I'm thirsty . . . . my throat . . . . I'm dying of thirst!
Lindsay: (taking a bottle of water out of her purse, she gives him some to drink) Okay . . . . here. (she pours some on a napkin and wipes his face)
Troy: Thank you. Thank you.
Nora: I'm sorry you're so sick.
Troy: Nurse Nora. My beautiful, beautiful nurse Nora. I knew you'd come back. I knew!
Lindsay: You knew your Nora would come back and find you?
Troy: Yes, yes. I knew . . . I knew we had a connection. After that night, I knew.
Lindsay: What night?
Troy: The night . . . . the night in the cemetery.
Lindsay: The cemetery?
Troy: Yes. The night we kissed.
Lindsay: (not looking too happy) We kissed! . . . That's right, we did. I remember.
Troy: It's . . . . it was perfect
Nora: Yes, it was perfect!
Troy: Not like New Year's Nora.
Lindsay: New Year's?!
Troy: No . . . . I . . . . surprised you. Caught you off guard. I kissed you.
Lindsay: Oh that kiss.
Troy: This time . . . . this time it was different. You, you kissed me back. I felt it. You wanted me as much as I wanted you.
Lindsay: (turning away from Troy) Oh Nora, you two timing tramp. I wonder what Sam would think if he found out?
Troy: Supposed to . . . . supposed to be good-bye . . . . supposed to be good-bye.
Lindsay: (going back to Troy) What?
Troy: The kiss was suppose . . . suppose to . . . to be a good-bye kiss.
Lindsay: That's right. Our good-bye kiss. That's right.
Troy: So hard to say good-bye.
Nora: Oh Troy, it was for me too. It was so hard because I was jealous that you loved Lindsay.
Troy: No, you knew . . . . you know I never loved . . . . I never loved Lindsay. I was only trying to get the truth.
Lindsay: She . . . I knew that!
Troy: Yes, yes, you knew. You knew the whole plan, the whole plan from the beginning.
Lindsay: (turning away from Troy) I should've known that Nora was involved in this from the very start. She kissed him and who knows what else.
Troy: Nora? Nora. Nora!
Lindsay: Yes.
Troy: My throat, my throat.
Lindsay: I'm here.
Troy: My throat. I'm so thirsty.
Nora: Alright darling, here you go.
Lindsay: (he's drinking some more water) Here . . . . . wait . . . . sorry. So your plan worked. Lindsay fell for it completely. She's such a little fool. She's completely gullible. What a loser!
Troy: We fooled her.
Nora: Yes, she fell in love with you. And you tricked her into admitting everything that she had done.
Troy: Just like I promised you . . . promised you I would.
Nora: And you kept that promise.
Troy: Nora, please, please . . . . Lindsay, Lindsay might be coming back. Please . . . . I got . . . . I gotta get out of here. I gotta get out of here please . . . . uncuff me . . . . uncuff . . . . help me!
Lindsay: Of course, I'll free you. But first there's something that I want, okay?
Troy: Yes, yes you know I'll do anything . . . . anything for you, Nora. Anything.
Lindsay: Yes Troy, I know that all too well. You would do anything for your Nora.
Troy: Yes, anything . . . . anything.
Nora: After all, you made Lindsay fall in love with you.
Troy: That was easy.
Nora: And then you tricked her into confessing what she did.
Troy: We fooled her. We fooled her.
Lindsay: And now I want something. I want to hear that tape, Troy. I want to hear Lindsay's confession. I want to hear it in her own words.
Troy: Nora . . . . Nora . . . . I can't . . . . Nora?
Nora: Yes?
Troy: I love you . . . . I love you.
Lindsay: If you really love me, . . . you'll give me that tape Troy. . . Tell me where that tape is.
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