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Favorite Scenes   September 17, 1993 Bo and Nora walk out of courtroom- he grabs her and kisses her deeply. N: Ok, not that I’m complaining, but what was that for? B: Well, I could have walked up and handed you a cigar, but I thought that would be a little bit nicer. Congratulations, red. N: I didn’t win anything! B: Oh, you didn’t? Ask Powell Lord, or Marty Saybrooke, or Carol Swift. You stood by your principles all the way through that trial, and then afterwards, just now, when you spoke up for Powell... N: Well, I had to. B: Yeah, you had to, because you are you. You’re that attorney who can’t lie for a pack of rapists. And now that Todd and Zach and Powell have been sentenced, now you’ve got all this free time on your hands, you can concentrate on what is really important. N: Oh? And what would that be? B: You’re looking at it. I need attention, undivided. What do you say we rent another one of those old cars from Scotty’s and then we’ll take off for another nostalgia weekend? N: You are amazing! I can’t believe that you remember the name of the car rental agency that I use. B: What’s your name? It’s a joke! (both laugh) You know they got bumper stickers on the back of them. N: Oh, that’s right. What is it, two Scotty dog’s heads? So that’s what you want to do, you want to go to some sort of mountain lodge and enter a dance contest? B: Well, you can dance if you want to, but we could just stay in the room, you know, as long as it’s just you and me and nobody else. (kiss) S: Hey Bo, Nora- oh, I’m sorry. N: It’s okay, Suede. What can we do for you? M: Well, you can come over to my house to join us in a celebration. It’s kind of a spur of the moment thing, but everyone’s going to be there. I’d really like it if you two came. N: Well, great! Except that I’m going to have to meet you there, Bo, because I have to find some sort of dusty old transcript here at the courthouse. B: That’s all right, I don’t mind waiting. I’ll just call the radio station, check in, and then we’ll drive over together. M: It wouldn’t be the same without you guys. N: Marty, now that this is all over, I thought that maybe we could, I don’t know, actually be friends. M: I’m afraid that’s impossible. (Nora looks crushed) We already are. (both smile) B: (on phone) I’ll come by the station, we’ll go over the schedule together. Hold down the fort. (hangs up) (Jack Tucker walks by) Excuse me, excuse me- Jack Tucker, right? J: Buchanan. B: Right! Glad you remembered me. J: How could I forget? B: Well, I feel the same way. I could never forget the man that pulled Sarah and me out of that wreck that night. J: Look, Mr. Buchanan, I’m no hero. B: You saved my life. J: I just wish, you know. B: Yeah, I do. I know. But I know that you did everything you possibly could for Sarah, and I’ll always be grateful for that. J: You seem different. Don’t mind my saying, but last time I saw you.... B: Yeah, things were rough. I almost cracked up, but I didn’t. Now my life is turned around. J: It shows. I got to go in and pay the man. B: Okay. J: It’s good to see you, Mr. Buchanan. B: Well, you too- and it’s Bo. J: Bo. (he goes in) N: (talking to self) How long does it take to find a transcript? J: About as long as it takes to pay a speeding ticket. N: Hey- Jack Tucker! J: How you doing, Ms. Gannon? N: Ah, it’s been a long time- did you see Bo? J: Yeah, he’s looking great. N: Yeah! J: So are you. N: Thank you, thank you. So, got you for speeding, huh? J: Yeah. I’d fight it, but it’s more hassle than it’s worth sometimes. N: Yeah, I guess so. J: Did they ever catch that guy? N: What guy is that? J: The one who forced the car off the road that night when Bo’s wife was killed? N: No, no, actually. They never found the driver. J: No kidding. Well, something must have made Bo Buchanan a happy man. Wonder what it was? (Nora stands there with innocent look on her face) N: Thank you. (turns to go) Take care, Jack. J: You too, Ms. Gannon. N: Actually, (turns back) Jack? I know we’ve been over this before, but if you wouldn’t mind indulging an incurably nitpicking lawyer, I just have a few questions about the night of the accident. J: What about it? N: Well, I hate loose ends. And a few of the facts have just been sort of gnawing at me. J: What facts? N: Well, like the color of the car that forced Bo off the road, and the license plate number- Jack, are you sure... J: Sure I’m sure. I was willing to swear to it, wasn’t I? N: I’m not doubting your word, it’s just that I really need to be certain. J: The car was blue. I was driving my truck when it sped past and nearly ran dead right into Bo’s headlights. A blue car with MA on the license plate, I’m sorry I don’t remember the rest of the number, but I remember everything else- right down to the dogs. N: What dogs? J: The ones on the bumper sticker. It was like, you know, an ad. I remember plain as day those two little dogs- the logo for Scotty’s car rental. (Nora is horrified)   September 20, 1993 N: Jack, I’m not doubting your word, I just need to be absolutely certain. J: It was a blue car, I was driving my truck when it sped past and nearly ran head on into Bo’s headlights. A blue car with MA on the license plate. I’m sorry I can’t give you the rest of the number, but I remember everything else- right down to the dogs. N: Dogs, what dogs? J: The ones on the bumper sticker, it was like an ad, you know. I can see it plain as day, those two little dogs- the logo for Scotty’s car rental. N: You never said anything about a bumper sticker from Scotty’s car rental. J: Sure I did. N: No, you didn’t. No, you didn’t, I’d remember. J: Okay, so, I’m telling you now, what’s the big deal? B: (enters) Nora, I hate to do this to you, but (he is stopped by the look of panic on her face) B: Are you sure you’re okay? N: Oh, yes, you just startled me, that’s all! B: Oh, well, I’m sorry. Gee, never startle a lawyer. J: Okay, I’ll remember that. N: So, what’s the problem? B: Well, my beeper just went off, I called the station. There’s a little problem only I can take care of, nothing new. Anyway, I know I said we were going to ride over to Marty’s together, but- N: Oh, I’m sorry. Marty’s. Oh, there’s some details I have to take care of anyway, so, B: Oh. Are you sure you’re all right? N: Oh, yes, you know, I just get thinking about a case, and it’s just a one track mind! B: Well, even brilliant lawyers have to let it go sometime and relax, and I want your undivided attention tonight, red. (kiss) Is that understood? N: Mmhm, understood. (kiss) B: See you. J: Guess you didn’t want to tell him, huh? N: Tell him what? J: What we were talking about, you know, the night of the accident? It would only upset him to drag it all up. N: And the last thing I want to do is upset him. J: Then why are you asking all these questions again? N: Because (voice catches)- Jack, are you sure about everything that you’ve told me so far, I mean, there’s no new information that you will remember later? J: Ms. Gannon, I’m sorry I didn't mention the bumper sticker before, I guess I forgot one little detail... N: It’s not a little detail, Jack. J: I’m sorry, I guess not. N: I mean, if the car came from Scotty’s car rental, it could be traced. J: Oh, right! Right! And you’d know who forced Bo’s car off the road that night. You’d finally catch the SOB who killed his wife. Ms. Gannon? N: Yes? J: That is what you want, isn’t it? To find the guy who killed Bo’s wife? N: Yes, it has to be found out. No matter what. Excuse me, Jack, there’s something that I have to do. Bo is at Marty’s, Nora hasn’t showed up yet. B: You take it from me that justice can be a very rare and a very precious gift. Sometimes it just doesn’t even come. M: You’re still hurting, huh? Not knowing who’s responsible for Sarah’s death? B: As happy as I am about Nora and as much as I love her, there’s part of me that’s always going to be searching and going to be angry because the person who killed my wife got away with it. Nora is at Scotty’s. Clerk: Was there a problem with the bill? N: Ah, no, there was a problem with my company’s travel expenses, I think I gave them the wrong information. C: Oh, okay, no problem- we’ll call it up. N: I think it was a yellow car. I’m pretty sure it was a yellow car- canary yellow, as a matter of fact, I think that’s what they told me it was. C: Gannon, here we go. We rented at our special Turkey Day rate, a four door sedan. N: That’s right. Canary yellow, right? C: Uh, no, actually it was blue. License number MA 45H29. C: It’s so easy to find things since we put the new system in. N: And when was that? C: About three weeks ago. And there hasn’t been a problem since. If anything, they were wrong to tell you the car was yellow. This baby says it was blue, it was blue. (prints out) Yep, it’s verified. I love this system. It even says the insurance company took care of your little problem. N: What problem? C: Your banged up fender. You don’t remember that either? Well, you signed the form after you returned the car- it’s company policy. That is your signature, isn’t it, Ms. Gannon? N: Yeah. C: And see, right here, it’s listed as blue, the car’s blue. N: Yeah. C: I’m sorry if our computer problems have caused you any inconvenience, um...Is there anything else I can help you with? N: No. No thank you. (takes forms and goes out door, almost runs someone down) N: (sitting at home with files going over things in her head) Thanksgiving night. My plane for Chicago was scheduled to depart at 9 PM. According to Bo, his car was forced off the road at 8:25 PM. Jack Tucker says he pulled Bo and Sarah out of their car at approximately 8:28. Sarah never regained consciousness. Tucker also swears the car that forced him off the road was blue. The license number was MA 45H29. There was even a damaged fender. There’s no way around it, Nora. You were on the airport road at the same time as Bo and Sarah. You were driving the same blue car with the MA license plate that Jack Tucker ID’d. You had one of your headaches. You blacked out a moment, just a moment, but long enough for the car to swerve, and- oh, God! (out loud) I did it! Oh, God, I did it! (breaks down in tears) Nora is still in shock and crying. She hears Bo’s car and scrambles to hide all the papers and control herself. B: Nora? Hello? When you didn’t show at the party, I went back to the courthouse and they told me you left a long time ago. (she has her back to him) Now why didn’t you come back to... (puts his arms on hers) Nora. What is it? You’re shaking like a leaf. What is it? What’s wrong?   September 21, 1993 B: Nora, you’re shaking like a leaf, what is it? N: Nothing is wrong- the window is open, it’s a bit drafty. Don’t you feel it? B: No, I think it’s a little bit warm. Are you sure you’re feeling all right? N: Positive. It’s just been a really long day. B: (hug) I guarantee you tonight is going to be a whole lot better. I hope you got your dancing shoes on because we are going to show Max and Luna who put the bop (kiss) in the bop-sho-bop-sho-bop, who put the ram in the ram-a-lama...(leaves room) (Nora puts the papers in her briefcase. Sighs. Remembers Tucker telling her about the dogs, the clerk telling her it was a blue car with MA license.) N: Oh, God, what have I done? B: (comes back in) Nora, don’t say it’s nothing, now. What have you done? N: Yes, Bo, you’re right, I have done something, and it’s time to tell you what I’ve done. B: I knew it. N: You knew? B: Yeah. I mean, it’s obvious. You’ve got guilt written all over your face, you don’t really have to be a rocket scientist to see this. N: All right, before you say anything, please let me explain... B: You left the toaster oven on again, didn’t you? Burn out all the coils? I hate that, I hate it, but, I can forgive and forget, so don’t beat yourself up about it, okay, honey? (kiss) Don’t do it again, though, please, okay? Okay? N: (shaken) Okay. (kiss) Okay. I promise. I will no longer warm the English muffins and burn the coils. B: Good, because I don’t want to burn down this whole house and ruin a great party. N: What party? B: We’re going to meet Luna and Max, and we’re going to celebrate your victory, remember? N: Bo, I didn’t win a victory. B: Yes, you did! Marty was vindicated today and so were you. Three rapists pleaded guilty because you kept the spirit of the law above everything else, even your own career. N: Oh, Bo, please. B: You never abandoned your principles. N: Principles. B: Yeah, so if anybody deserves to like, just cut loose and celebrate, I think you do. Unless you just want to sit around here and, I don’t know, feel guilty about crimes you’ve committed, like giving those chocolate cookies to that neighbor kid, or other heinous crimes like that. (she laughs, sort of) I’m jerky. (kiss) N: Okay. No true confessions tonight. Let’s party. B: Great idea! Come on, then, let’s get out of here. Come on.   Bo and Nora at at Rodi’s with Max and Luna. They are looking at Bobby’s old records. B: Wow! Nora, look at these! (she is distracted) Luna, you sure you want me to have these? L: Sure. M: You can’t believe all these hits in one collection? B: No, this is absolutely incredible! Are you sure? L: I want you to have them, honey. B: This is unbelievable, look at this! Look at this, sweetheart. Party Doll, by Buddy Knox. M: Yeah, well check this out. Blue Suede Shoes, Carl Perkins. B: Yeah, but what year? M: Oh, it must have been 54. L: Oh, no, honey, it was much later than that. B: Oh, wait, you’re thinking of Elvis’s version. We’re talking about the original version. M: I’m still saying 54. L: And I’m saying it’s much later than that. B: Ok, ok. Free drink to whoever comes up with the right date. M: 54. L: 57. N: It was originally recorded the day after Christmas, 1955, but it wasn’t released by Sun Records until January 1, 1956. M: Give the lady a drink. L: Well, Nora, you’re something. B: Barkeep, please, a beer for my beautiful recordtologist with the great legs. Sit down. M: Ah, here’s one for you. “It Doesn’t Matter Anymore”, one of Buddy Holliday’s biggest hits, don’t peek, who wrote it? L: Buddy Holly. B: Too easy. M: Bet you anything you can’t guess. N: Paul Anke. Next question? (everyone is shocked) M: “Where the Boys Are.” L: Connie Frances. B: Everybody knows that, Luna, we’re talking about who wrote the music. L: Oh. N: Neal Sadaka, words by Howard Greenfield. B: Oh, that’s my genius! (kiss) We’ve got to do this, we’ve got to do it, there’s no way we could lose. L: Lose what? B: This came to the radio station today. There’s a rock and roll trivia contest that’s put on by all the oldies stations in the state. And the winning team gets a Mississippi river boat cruise from New Orleans to Memphis. (together with Max) Graceland! M: Hey, hey, hey, sign us up, we’re unbeatable. L: Nora’s unbeatable, you mean. M: We’re a team, right, Bo? B: That’s right, Max, if Nora says yes. M: Of course she says yes. We’ll drink on it. Bartender. B: Just another club soda for me, though, okay. I’m the designated driver tonight. L: Bo, I don’t mind driving. B: No, Luna, it’s okay, it’s okay, I’m not going to mix alcohol and automobiles after what happened to Sarah. If I ever did to someone what that guy did to Sarah, there’s just no way I could ever live with myself, you know. There’s no, I’m sorry, there’s no forgiveness. There’s no way that guy is ever going to make it right. (Nora is upset) L: I know what you mean, sugar, when I think about how life is so short and fragile, how Bobby threw it away on that one wild, reckless ride. M: I don’t know about the rest of you, but talking about all this music makes me want to dance. Come on, Luna. (they leave, Bo gets up but Nora is still sitting) B: You want to sit this one out, or? N: Not me! (garbled) They start to dance, then Nora stops and just looks at Bo and strokes his face. B: Nora, okay, look, I know that something is bothering you, now just, come on, tell me what it is. (she hugs him) N: I’m fine. Really, I’m fine. It’s just because I took, I don’t know- oh, I hate being dizzy. B: Wait a minute, were you going to tell me that you took your headache medicine and then you drank? N: Yeah, that was pretty silly of me, wasn’t it? B: I’d say that sounds like it was careless. You’re lucky you feel dizzy right now, honey. You could have had a serious reaction. N: I just needed to relax and unwind, you know, it’s been a long day. All the hours at the records hall, a girl’s got to let her hair down, doesn’t she, if she had some hair. B: Yeah, well, you’re my girl, and I want you to see a specialist right now and get this headache situation taken care of. N: They’re under control. They’re under control. B: Oh, are they? Like tonight, huh? N: I just got a little dizzy. B: Listen, I don’t know if you care about growing to be a beautiful gray- haired old grandmother- I do. You know, I love you, I want us to be together for a long, long time- healthy, happy. I thought that’s what you wanted. N: I do. More than anything. (kiss- start to leave) B: Come on. L: Hey, you all aren’t leaving, are you? M: Yeah, what happened? N: Oh, I’m just getting a little woozy, I’m fine. B: Yeah, Nora just needs a little rest, that’s all. Luna, I can’t thank you enough for this record collection. L: Oh, honey, you’re welcome, you just take good care of it. B: I will. M: Wait, you can’t go anywhere until you hear our announcement. L: Honey, that can wait! M: Heck no, it can’t! We had to wait until the ouigie board and the star charts said it was okay. Luna’s fixed a date. December 1st. N: (comprehends) For your wedding. Congratulations, both of you. L: Well, thank you. B: That goes for me too. Luna, I’ll tell you something, I don’t blame you for being a little cautious, because life has a way of kicking you right in the pants when you least expect it. (leave) L: Well, I hope Nora’s all right. Nora is sitting in the living room remembering what Bo said about there being no forgiveness. B: (enters) Hey, I thought you were asleep. N: Oh, sometimes I try too hard, you know. B: Yeah, me too. How about a glass of warm milk, that’s supposed to do the trick. N: No, I think I’m just going to sit up for a little bit. B: No, no, sorry, you have to get some rest. You can’t let the rest of the team down. N: Team? B: Yeah. The rock-and-roll trivia contest, you know. From now on, you get eight hours of sound sleep, every night. Max and Luna would never forgive me if our MVP wasn’t there to lead us on to victory, not to mention that river boat cruise. N: (long pause) You’re going to be better off without me. B: I beg your pardon? N: The team. The team, I mean, you know, you and Max and Luna, you’re all part of the radio station, I’m just an outsider. B: Get out of here, what are you talking about? You’re my soul mate, you know, my main squeeze, my roommate, nothing is ever (kiss) going to break up this team, you hear me? N: Bo... B: You’re so tired that you’re not even making any sense, now, so come on, follow me, follow me, it’s bedtime. Come on, come on. N: (writing note) Dear Bo, I couldn’t sleep. I love you. (places by lamp- picks up phone) Hank. It’s me, Nora. Yes, I know it’s late. I need to see you tonight. No, Hank, right now. Please, Hank, this can’t wait. This is about my life here, okay?