FIRST DRAFT SCRIPT:
EPISODE: 0309 (044)
THE GYPSY CRIED
January 9, 1989
Michael G. Moye
AN ELP COMMUNICATIONS PRODUCTION
AL BUNDY ................... ED O'NEILL
PEGGY BUNDY ................ KATEY SAGAL
STEVE RHOADES .............. DAVID GARRISON
MARCY RHOADES .............. AMANDA BEARSE
KELLY BUNDY ................ CHRISTINA APPLEGATE
BUD BUNDY .................. DAVID FAUSTINO
MADAME OLGA ................
MR. VANDERGELDER ...........
CAPTAIN JIM STRONG (O.S.) ..
BUCK, THE DOG .............. MIKE, THE DOG
INT. BUNDY LIVING ROOM/KITCHEN - NIGHT
(AL AND PEGGY ENTER CARRYING PLATTERS OF PARTY FOOD, COLD CUTS, DIPS, ETC.)
PEGGY Steve and Marcy throw a nice party, don't they?
AL I think it would have been nicer if they had actually invited us.
PEGGY Well, I'm sure when they opened the door and said, "Oh, God. Not you.", they meant
not the kids and Buck. But we all went in and had a good time anyway, didn't we?
(THEY KISS. THEN THEY START MAKING SANDWICHES)
AL I really didn't like those people, Peg. A bunch of boring bankers. All they did was
stare at me all night. Do you think they knew I was the one who overflowed the toilet?
PEGGY Well, it might have tipped them off when you shouted "Thar she blows" and came
running down the stairs just ahead of the wave.
AL Well, for once I agree with Steve. This is the last party I'm going to at their house.
But at least we got to take home the leftovers.
(MARCY KNOCKS AND ENTERS)
MARCY Excuse me, Al, but the party just started. I'll need the food back.
AL Uh, sure, Marce.
(HE PICKS UP THE PLATTERS AND PRETENDS TO SNEEZE IN IT. MARCY REACTS. HE OFFERS HER THE
AL Here you go.
MARCY Oh, that's okay. At least we have the cake.
(KELLY AND BUD ENTER, WHEELING A CAKE, SHAPED LIKE A DOLLAR SIGN, ON A CART. THE CAKE IS
MISSING A PIECE OF THE DESIGN)
MARCY My cake!
BUD Sorry, Dad. A couple of people grabbed pieces as we were leaving. But most of them
were busy watching Buck hump Mrs. Vandergelder's fur coat.
(BUCK ENTERS WITH A FAKE FUR COAT IN HIS MOUTH. HE TAKES IT UPSTAIRS. MARCY REACTS)
KELLY Mom, how come Buck can bring the coat upstairs and I can't have boys in my room?
PEGGY Because that coat can't get pregnant.
BUD Obviously neither can Kelly.
STEVE Uh, honey. Your boss' wife is wondering where her fur coat is. I told her not to
worry and put her on the bucket brigade. Marcy, isn't this our cake?
(BUD STARTS TO FAKE A SNEEZE)
BUD Ah, ah, ah...
PEGGY Your father's already done that one, Bud. Now, it was wrong to take that cake. Put it
back, and then hose down Buck and get the fur coat back.
(KELLY AND BUD EXIT THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR)
PEGGY Those kids. I don't know where they get it.
MARCY Steve, we've got to get back to our party. There are a lot of rich, important people
there and I'm afraid for our silverware.
STEVE Besides, I'm dying to get my fortune read by the psychic we hired.
(THROUGH THE BACK WINDOWS WE CAN SEE BUD AND KELLY SNEAKING THE CAKE INTO THE BACKYARD.
MADAME OLGA, THE PARTY PSYCHIC ENTERS)
OLGA I hope I'm not intruding.
STEVE She's incredible. (TO OLGA) Did you sense our presence here?
OLGA Actually, I had to go to the bathroom and yours is mingling with the guests.
AL (COVERING) Who could have done that?
STEVE Say, Madame Olga. As long as you're here, I haven't had a chance to have my fortune
read. I have some stocks on margin that I'm thinking of dumping on the junk bond
OLGA I have to pee.
PEGGY (INDICATES GARAGE) Use Al's bathroom.
OLGA (INDICATES AL) Would this be Al?
OLGA (BEAT) The spirits have told me to hold it. Sit down, we shall have a reading.
MARCY Steve, please. I really think we should do this back at our house.
OLGA (GETS A FEELING) No, please. Sit down. I feel strong vibrations here.
AL (SOTTO) Peg, did you leave your "Toy" running under the couch again?
PEGGY No. It's in the shop. I'm having it turbo charged.
(OLGA DEALS THE CARDS AS STEVE SITS DOWN)
OLGA (REACTS TO CARDS) Ahh.
(THEY ALL LEAN IN, THEN)
OLGA I see a death.
STEVE Oh, no.
OLGA But it will bring you your life's wish.
STEVE All right! (THEN, TO MARCY) Honey, you have to do this.
MARCY (TENTATIVE) With all due respect. I don't really believe this nonsense. I believe we
control our own fate.
PEGGY I'll go. I'll go. (TO OLGA, EXCITEDLY) Do you see a death that will bring me my
OLGA Let us see.
(OLGA RESHUFFLES THE CARDS AND DEALS THEM)
OLGA (REACTS TO CARDS) Aah.
(THEY ALL LEAN IN. THEN)
OLGA An unexpected windfall will come your way.
PEGGY (A LITTLE DOWN) But no death?
OLGA Leave me.
PEGGY All rightee.
(OLGA SHUFFLES THE CARDS)
PEGGY Go next, Al. This is fun.
(AL SITS DOWN. OLGA CLOSES HER EYES AND CONCENTRATES)
AL That's really in the cards?
OLGA No. I smell your feet.
AL Gee, she's good. I showered before the party. (TO OLGA) Tell me more.
OLGA Underarms. But I digress. (LOOKS AT CARDS) I see good fortune for you. Something
linked to the color green.
AL What do I have that's green?
PEGGY Your teeth.
AL (TO OLGA) Can't I have a death, like Steve?
OLGA That's all I see.
STEVE Come on, Marcy. Your turn.
MARCY (NERVOUSLY) No, I really shouldn't. After all, I am the hostess and it's rude not to
get back to my party.
PEGGY Oh, come on. It's fun. Good things are happening for everyone.
MARCY (TOSSING HER HEAD BACK. PUMPING HERSELF UP) Okay.
(OLGA STARTS TO DEAL)
MARCY I don't know what good this will do. I already met my tall dark stranger.
(SHE AND STEVE KISS. THEN, DEVIL-MAY-CARE)
MARCY What do you see for me?
(OLGA DEALS THE FINAL TWO CARDS. SHE LOOKS AT THE CARDS THEN LOOKS AT MARCY)
OLGA I see nothing, Mrs. Rhoades. I would like to be paid now.
MARCY What do you see?
OLGA We-ll. The usual thing. Good fortune. Good, green, fortune. Pay me.
(PEGGY LOOKS AT THE CARDS)
PEGGY Who's the guy on the card with the noose?
OLGA Oh, nothing.
MARCY What? What is it? I have to know. It's good isn't it? Everyone else's was good.
OLGA It's nothing really. Misfortune. Betrayal. Disaster. Tragedy.
MARCY Sure, but for whom?
OLGA For you.
MARCY Ah. (BEAT) Well, like I said. I don't believe in this stuff. (GRABS STEVE) Thanks,
Steve. It's fun. I'm going to die. But you three will have good luck. Y'know, it's
funny. I wanted to hire a caricaturist. But Steve felt that would upset people. (TO
STEVE) You were so right. This is much better. Well, let's party. Come, Steve. You
wouldn't want to miss it when someone drops a safe on my head.
(MARCY HEADS FOR THE DOOR. STEVE STARTS AFTER HER. OLGA FOLLOWS)
STEVE Oh, honey, come on. She's a con artist, a fake, a charlatan. (STEVE TURNS TO OLGA) So,
good things are going to happen to me, right?
STEVE All right!
PEGGY Well, they're gone. You better let the kids in. They must be freezing out there.
AL Peg, there's only enough cold cuts for two here.
(THEY SHRUG AND EAT. THE KIDS TAP ON THE SLIDING GLASS DOOR)
AL (WITH MOUTH FULL) In a minute.
INT. BUNDY LIVING ROOM - THE NEXT DAY
(PEGGY IS AT THE TABLE EATING CAKE. BUCK IS LAYING ON THE FUR, CHEWING THE END OF IT)
PEGGY Who is it?
(BUCK GETS UP AND TAKES THE FUR UPSTAIRS. PEGGY HIDES THE CAKE)
PEGGY Come on in, Marce.
MARCY Hi, Peggy. Look, I'm still alive. I told you those fortune tellers don't know what
they're talking about. I've already forgotten what she said to me. Y'know, misfortune,
betrayal, disaster, tragedy. (BEAT) Anything good happen to you? You didn't get a
windfall, did you?
PEGGY Hey. (INDICATES THE HOUSE)
MARCY Oh, thank God.
PEGGY See? You can't take fortune tellers seriously. They just make up stuff.
(SHE OPENS THE DOOR TO A YOUNG MAN, FRED)
FRED Mrs. Bundy?
FRED I found your husband's wallet in the parking lot at the mall.
(HE HOLDS OUT A WALLET. PEGGY TAKES IT AND IMMEDIATELY OPENS IT UP)
FRED Oh, it's all there, ma'am. I didn't take anything.
PEGGY He'll be happy to hear there are some honest people left in the world.
(PEGGY TAKES THE MONEY OUT AND PUTS IT DOWN HER BLOUSE. FRED WAITS A BEAT THEN HOLDS OUT HIS
FRED Ah, excuse me. I came all the way over here on my own time.
PEGGY Oh, I'm sorry. Marcy, do you have five dollars?
MARCY Not on me.
PEGGY (SHRUGS TO FRED) I tried.
(SHE CLOSES THE DOOR ON HIM)
PEGGY Can you believe this, Marcy? A windfall, just like the fortune teller said.
MARCY (UNHAPPILY) I'm so happy for you.
PEGGY Oh, Marcy. Don't be ridiculous. Nothing bad ever happens to you. Let me just put this
wallet in Al's jacket pocket.
(PEGGY OPENS THE CLOSET AND PUTS IT IN A POCKET)
PEGGY You're the luckiest person I know.
(UNSEEN BY PEGGY, A BLACK CAT CROSSES IN FRONT OF MARCY THEN CROSSES OUT OF FRAME)
MARCY Uh, Peggy. Do you have a cat?
PEGGY No. Why?
MARCY (WEAKLY) Oh. Just wondering.
AL Peg. Guess what happened? Remember that fortune teller said, "Green"? I figured out
what she meant. I saw this horse, Gangrene, was running in the third race today. He
went off at twenty to one, and I won two hundred bucks. That sure makes up for losing
my wallet this morning. How you doing, Marce?
MARCY I don't feel well.
AL Then maybe you should go home.
MARCY I'm not going home. Something bad is going to happen to me.
PEGGY (ASIDE TO AL) She's worried about what that fortune teller said to her.
AL (ALOUD) Hey, I don't blame her. Everything that gypsy broad said has clocked in on
PEGGY What Al really means is, that this woman's predictions don't mean a thing. The good
things that happened to me and Al could have happened to anyone.
AL What happened to you, Peg?
(PEGGY CROSSES TO THE DOOR)
PEGGY (COVERING) Nothing. I just mean that you could interpret Olga any way you want. I
mean, Steve's the only one she went into detail with. And nobody died yet.
(PEGGY OPENS THE DOOR TO STEVE)
STEVE Guess who kicked the bucket? Only the man with the best parking space at the bank.
Meet the new man with the best parking space at the bank. He always said, I'd get that
space over his dead body.
(HE LAUGHS EVILLY)
STEVE See you at the funeral, Simpson. Marcy, you gotta see this space. It's right in front
of the door. It has a canopy over it. Birds can't hit it. It's the spot of my dreams.
Boy, that gypsy sure knew what she was talking about.
AL She sure did, Steve. I won two hundred dollars on a horse.
PEGGY And I... I got... the best guy in the world.
AL So we're all winners.
(THEY ALL STARE AT MARCY)
MARCY Why is everyone looking at me?
AL Because you're up next.
PEGGY Smooth, Al. (THEN) Don't you think she knows a disaster is going to happen to her?
AL Maybe it isn't even safe to have her in our house.
STEVE Oh, no. I'm not taking her to my house. I don't even want her around my parking space.
MARCY Thanks for the support, Steve. I just know something bad is going to happen. I don't
know where. I don't know when. I just know I'm going to lose the most important thing
to me in the world.
STEVE Oh, don't worry, honey. I'm not going to leave you.
MARCY (DISDAINFULLY) I don't mean you. I mean my career. My job. I couldn't bare starting
over as a teller. I remember when you were a teller. Watching you going to work every
day. Carrying a briefcase. Pretending you did something important. I couldn't bare
feeling the shame I felt for you. And for myself. Oh, Steve. Don't let this happen to
STEVE Uh, Marcy, you told me tellers were the backbone of the banking business.
MARCY Oh, Steve. I also told you you were the first. I lied. Oh, Steve, I'm so worried. Hold
(SHE HUGS STEVE)
STEVE But... but, I was the best, right?
MARCY Yes. You were.
STEVE Good. Good. Well, then, I have a piece of good news I've been saving until you were at
MARCY I am. I am.
STEVE Well, your boss, Mr. Vandergelder called. And, of all the employees at your bank, he
wants you to accompany him when he makes his keynote speech at the Women In Banking
MARCY Really? Me? I'm so honored. Hah! I spit in Madame Olga's eye. Stupid Gypsy. I'm glad
I stopped payment on her check. Let her rot in hell because I'm going to the top.
Where and when, Steve?
STEVE Tomorrow. Seven-thirty P.M. New York City.
MARCY I love New York City. If I can make it there, I can make it anywhere. How am I going
to make it there, Steve?
STEVE On a plane. You're flying.
AL (BRIGHTLY) So that's how you're going to die.
END OF ACT ONE
INT. BUNDY LIVING ROOM/KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS
MARCY I'm not going to New York, Steve.
STEVE C'mon, honey, it's good for your career.
MARCY No, Steve. Spiraling down to earth in a fiery Hell is not really good for my career.
AL It might be good for Steve. That way he could take your parking spot in your garage.
MARCY Is that why you want me to go, Steve? Well, I'm not going. I know what's going to
happen. The plane will crash in the ocean. Then we'll all scamper for the lifeboats.
I'm little. They'll push me aside like they did in school during fire drills. I
remember those drills. I'd be the first one out of my seat. I was always ready. Then
the big girls would elbow me and I'd go flying.
(MAKES A "PUSHING ASIDE" GESTURE)
MARCY Orderly exit, my ass! They trampled me like peanut shells on the floor of a cheap
bar. They tossed me around like a badminton birdie. They...
STEVE Al... Marcy. You can't refuse your boss.
MARCY I hate my boss. (PETULANT) Mr. Vanderdoody. Of the Daughters of the American
Revolution Vanderdoodys. To Hell with my career.
PEGGY Oh, come on, Marcy. Yeah, it's silly to throw your career away because some gypsy has
been right oh, I don't know, one hundred percent of the time.
AL One hundred percent? What do you mean, Peg? What happened to you?
PEGGY Nothing. Nothing. I'm just basking in your glory.
MARCY Oh, please. She stole money from your wallet. Could we get to me?
PEGGY (SMILES SWEETLY TO AL. THEN, RE: MARCY) It's the fear talking.
STEVE Marcy, you're acting like a baby. Millions of people fly every day. Be strong. And buy
MARCY Insurance? Yes. As a matter of fact I'll take insurance with me.
STEVE Uh, won't it burn in the wreck, sweetie?
MARCY I don't mean that kind of insurance, vulture. I'm taking you with me. All of you.
You're all having good luck. Nothing can happen to you. So, we'll all fly to New York,
together. We'll pay.
PEGGY Oh, Al. We're going to New York. Free. This is our lucky day.
(STEVE FIDDLES WITH HIS CALCULATOR WATCH A COUPLE OF BEATS)
STEVE Well, I guess if it will make you feel safer, we can afford four coach tickets.
AL Uh, excuse me here, Steve. The Bundys don't fly coach. We fly first class or we
PEGGY Oh, Al. First class. I thought I'd have to wait for my second husband to fly first
INT. AIRPLANE FIRST CLASS SECTION - THE NEXT DAY
(PASSENGERS ARE BOARDING. MARCY IS SEATED NEXT TO STEVE. MARCY'S BOSS, HAROLD VANDERGELDER IS
SEATED BEHIND HER. FLUFFY, VANDERGELDER'S YOUNG SQUEEZE, IS SEATED NEXT TO HIM. VANDERGELDER
VANDERG Miss Rhoades?
MARCY Yes, Mr. Vandergelder.
VANDERG Once we're in the air, I'll want coffee.
MARCY They have stewardesses for that.
VANDERG I like it when you get me coffee.
MARCY Yes, sir.
STEVE Oh honey. As long as you're up, would you get me some coffee? You know how I like it.
MARCY Of course. Cream, sugar and served on divorce papers.
VANDERG And, Miss Rhoades. I just finished reading my speech that you wrote. I don't like it.
Would you please redo it and make more references to me and my tremendous commitment
to the women's movement.
MARCY Yes, Mr. Vandergelder. (THEN, SOTTO TO STEVE) God, I hate him. I'd like to punch him
right in the middle of his fat face.
VANDERG Miss Rhoades?
MARCY Yes, sir.
VANDERG Once we're in New York, would you pick up a little gift for my wife? Something that
makes it seem like I care?
MARCY Yes. Perhaps a picture of you and your... investment broker. (THEN) How are you doing
back there, Fluffy?
FLUFFY How am I doing what?
(MARCY REACTS. AL AND PEGGY ENTER. AL CARRIES A TRAY OF HORS D'OEUVRES. PEGGY CARRIES SHOPPING
BAGS FROM THE AIRPORT GIFT STORE)
AL (SINGING) "Start spreading the news." What do you think, Peg? Could we live in that
V.I.P. lounge, or what?
PEGGY Probably not. They threw us out.
(AL PEEKS THROUGH THE CURTAIN WHICH SEPARATES FIRST CLASS FROM COACH)
AL You gotta see this, Peg. Look at all those slobs back in couch, sitting like cattle.
("MOOS" INTO THE COACH SECTION)
PEGGY Oh, Al, that's not nice.
(GIGGLES WITH ENJOYMENT)
AL (CALLS BACK THROUGH CURTAINS) Whoa, the seats are big up here. In first class.
(HE LAUGHS. THEY HOLD HANDS AND GO TO SIT DOWN. VANDERGELDER REACTS AS AL AND PEGGY MAKE THEIR
WAY TO THEIR SEATS)
VANDERG Miss Rhoades. Who are those animals?
MARCY Oh, they probably won some contest.
(AL AND PEGGY STOP NEXT TO MARCY)
AL Hi, Steve. Marcy.
PEGGY Hey, Marce. Check out the fat guy and his granddaughter behind you.
AL Now, Peg. Maybe she's just his personal floatation device.
(THEY LAUGH. MARCY SLINKS IN HER SEAT. THE STEWARDESS, VICKY, APPROACHES AND TAKES AL'S
HORS D'OEUVRE TRAYS)
VICKY Excuse me, sir. Please buckle your seat belt.
MARCY (TO VICKY) Excuse me. Is the pilot any good?
VICKY Oh, he's fantastic. His hands are gentle but oh, so rough.
MARCY I meant, can he fly the plane?
VICKY How would I know?
(VICKY CROSSES OUT)
STRONG (O.S.) Hello, ladies and gentlemen. This is your captain, Jim Strong.
(A LONG BEAT, THEN)
MARCY That's it? No, "We're going to have a pleasant flight."? What about weather? Fast and
safe? No turbulence...
(VICKY CROSSES BACK IN, CARRYING SLIPPERS)
MARCY Ah, Miss, it's going to be a pleasant flight, isn't it?
VICKY How would I know? (THEN, TO AL) Sir, we have some complimentary in-flight slippers if
you'd care to take off your shoes and relax?
(AL SMILES AND SLIPS OFF HIS SHOES. INSTANTANEOUSLY ALL THE EMERGENCY OXYGEN MASKS DROP FROM
INT. FIRST CLASS CABIN - THIRTY MINUTES LATER
(AL AND PEGGY ARE DRINKING CHAMPAGNE. THEY'RE HAVING THE TIME OF THEIR LIVES. MARCY IS NOT IN
AL Hey, Stewardess. Another round for everybody. (YELLS BACK TO THE COACH SECTION) I
mean it's free up here isn't it?
(HE LAUGHS. AL AND PEGGY ENTWINE ARMS AND DRINK THE AUSTRIAN TOAST. STEVE LEANS BACK TO
STEVE Excuse me, Mr. Vandergelder. I thought this might be a good opportunity to mention
how lucky you are to have someone like my wife as your bank manager. She's the best
there is. (LOOKS DOWN) I'm sorry. I didn't know you were busy.
(HE TURNS BACK, AND NERVOUSLY DRINKS SOME WATER. THEN HE SNEAKS ANOTHER PEEK. MARCY RETURNS,
WEARING AN ORANGE LIFE JACKET)
STEVE Feeling better, honey?
MARCY Yeah, it's been a smooth flight. Very smooth. We haven't crashed yet. We're still in
the air. Here's your speech, Mr. Vandergelder.
VANDERG (READS OFF THE PAPER) "Oh, God, please don't let me die!"
MARCY No. The other side.
(FLIPS IT OVER, THEN)
STRONG (O. S.) This is your captain, speaking. We're starting our initial descent over...
Whoa! Frank, turn off the intercom. (BEAT) What is that over there? A monsoon. Oh,
God. We're going to die! Frank. Frank. Wake up, will ya? You know I stink at
landings. Turn the intercom back on. (THEN COMPOSED) Ladies and gentlemen. We're
encountering a little... weather up here. You might experience some mild turbulence.
So, for your safety, fasten seatbelts, extinguish all cigarettes and... oh, what the
hell. Light up.
(STEVE AND MARCY HANG ON FOR DEAR LIFE. THEN MARCY NOTICES AL AND PEGGY TOTALLY TUNED INTO
THEIR RESPECTIVE HEADPHONES. THEY ARE SLIGHTLY TIPSY. MARCY LEANS OVER)
MARCY Peggy. This is it. We're going down.
(PEGGY AND AL DON'T NOTICE HER)
AL (SINGS) "Hey, hey, Paula. I want to marry you."
PEGGY (SINGING TO AL) "Hey, hey Paul..."
(MARCY RETREATS AND PREPARES TO DIE)
MARCY Steve, I just want you to know I love you. And if only one of us has to go, I hope it's
(BEAT. STEVE IS FROZEN WITH FEAR)
MARCY Don't you feel the same way?
STEVE If that's what you want, I hope it's you, too.
(MARCY REACTS. VANDERGELDER LEANS IN TO MARCY)
VANDERG Miss Rhoades. Get me a pillow.
MARCY (TO STEVE) Can you believe this guy? I'm going to die in a blazing furnace and he
wants a pillow? That fat pig.
(STEVE IS STILL FROZEN)
VANDERG Miss Rhoades, the speech is still unacceptable. Do it over before we land.
MARCY (TO VANDERGELDER) You fat pig. I work my fingers to the bone for you. I'm a bank
manager, damnit, not your handmaiden. But do you appreciate me? No. It's always,
"Get my coffee.", "Write my speech.", "Here comes my wife, pretend Fluffy's with you."
Well, I'm sick of it. And I'm sick of you, Vanderdoody. I've done a lot of low things
for you, but when I meet my maker in a few minutes and he asks if I've done anything
good, I'll tell him "Yes. I did this."
(SHE SLUGS HIM IN THE FACE)
MARCY (PROUDLY) I'm ready to die.
STRONG Well, we seemed to pull out of that one. I'm happy to say we're on our final approach
to JFK and we'll be landing in ten minutes. I hope you enjoyed your trip.
(MARCY SLUMPS DOWN IN HER SEAT)
STEVE We're going to live!
MARCY We can't. (YELLS TOWARDS COCKPIT) You said we were gonna crash. Now you say we're not.
What kind of pilot are you? (TO STEVE) I'm never flying this airline again.
(VANDERGELDER MOANS GENTLY)
MARCY Oh, Steve, what have I done? I'm ruined. This is what the gypsy meant. Disaster. The
end of my career. When they replace his front teeth, I know his first words will be
STEVE I wouldn't worry about it. Play your cards right and you might even get a promotion.
MARCY I split his lip like a bunny, Steve.
STEVE Yes, but you know something about Mr. Vandergelder that Mrs. Vandergelder doesn't.
MARCY What's that?
STEVE The Fluffster.
(MARCY LOOKS BACK AT FLUFFY. FLUFFY SMILES AND GIVES A LITTLE WAVE. SHE GOES BACK TO FANNING
VANDERGELDER. MARCY LOOKS STRAIGHT AHEAD WITH A BIG SMILE ON HER FACE. WE PAN OVER TO AL AND
PEGGY, STILL BLISSFULLY LISTENING TO MUSIC ON THEIR HEADSETS)
AL (SINGS TO "I GOT YOU BABE") "I got you to hold my hand"
PEGGY (SINGS) "I got you to understand"
AL (SINGS) "I got you to... (MAKING UP WORDS) Nah, nah, nah."
PEGGY (SINGS) "I got you to nah, nah, nah."
(THEY BOB THEIR HEADS AND NAH A BIT, LOST WITH THE WORDS, THEN)
PEGGY (BEAT, SINGING) "I got you babe." (BEAT, BEAT, BEAT) "Babe."
AL/PEG (SINGING) "I got you babe."
(PEGGY LAYS HER HEAD ON AL. AL STARTS TO NOD OFF)
END OF ACT TWO
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