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Favorite Scenes   October 8, 1993 Bo and Nora are at Bo’s house. N: Bo, this doesn’t even make sense. B: You want it to make sense, here, just sit down. N: Look, I know you’re doing this out of love, I really do, but it doesn’t matter, it’s making things worse. B: Please, please, sit! (she does) Nora, I have seen you in action. I have studied your every move, and now it’s my turn to play Perry Mason. Because, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I am going to prove once and for all that my client, Nora Gannon, did not force me off the road on Thanksgiving night and did not cause that accident. N: I can’t do this. B: Your honor, your honor, please. Please. Look, I know that I’m pleading this case to the toughest judge of all, but innocent until proven guilty. Everyone deserves a fair hearing, so just hear me out. Fair? B: Okay, here we go. Exhibit A. (setting up straws, salt and pepper, and pancake mix) The main road leading out to the airport, here’s the bridge. Now, Freddy’s Flapjack's sign, where was that? N: Bo, this is... B: Would you just tell me where the sign you hit was? N: It was there, on the far side of the bridge. B: Thank you. Now, this is me, pepper, on the main road, heading in this direction, okay? You are the salt, heading in this direction, toward the bridge, on to the airport. Now, do we at least agree to this situation here? N: Yes, but... B: Okay, and you believe that you were the driver that forced me off the road, through the bridge and into the river on Thanksgiving night, is that true or false? N: True. B: Based on the following logic. You were steering your car in this direction when all of a sudden, you had a headache, and then you blacked out. Now, when you woke up, you were up against this sign, right here. Freddy’s Flapjack’s sign. That was the first thing that you remembered when you woke up. Your fender up against the busted post of that sign. N: Why are you... B: Have I laid out this situation so that you believe this is the way it happened, Ms. Gannon? You are under oath. N: Yes, yes, yes. B: Which proves my point. N: Proves what? B: You did not cause my accident, because, and here, here is the missing part, Freddy’s Flapjack’s sign was not on the far side of the bridge on Thanksgiving night. It was here, on the side closest to town. N: What? B: It was not moved to this spot until after my accident, which means if you woke up next to this sign, it means that you woke up on this side of the bridge, which means there is no way that you forced me off the bridge here. N: So you’re saying that I blacked out... B: What I’m saying is, I rest my case. Nora? N: Uh-uh. Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh. It doesn’t add up. B: What doesn’t? N: No, you see, I would have seen it. I would have seen it. When I woke up, I drove on to the airport, now, if I had blacked out here, I would have woke up and driven on to the airport, I would have seen the accident, at least Jack Tucker’s truck and him trying to pull you and Sarah out of the water. B: Yes, exactly, if you stayed on the main road. Now, here’s what I think happened. I think you woke up here, you were very groggy. So you just veered ever so slightly, just off to the left, here. N: What are you saying? B: Right on to the old airport road, route 1A, which runs parallel to route 1, which everybody, of course, uses, but this alternate route, it curves all around, and it eventually does end up at the airport. So come on, when am I going to see a smile on this face, huh? Buchanan for the defense. N: Uh-uh, no, no, this is, no. B: Come on, you wanted proof, you wanted logic. N: Yes, and you haven’t given me either of these things, Bo. You’ve given me wishful thinking, I mean, why would someone move a billboard from one side of a bridge to the other? B: If you want to listen.. N: No, I can’t. I want to believe this. I do, Bo, but you have got to stop. B: Nora... N: You have to stop doing this to me, you have to stop doing this to yourself. It is time that we accept the truth and just move on with our two separate lives. B: No, no, you wait a minute right there. I have proof, for crying out loud! N: What? B: Just what I said, you heard me, the problem is you’re not even listening. I can prove every word I just said. Every single word. B: All right, here’s a picture the police took the night of the accident. N: Uh, well, there’s part of the sign. B: Yeah, you can only see the corner of it because of the angle. But, here’s a picture I took myself, same spot, same angle. No sign. Why? Because they moved the sign, that’s why? N: Who’s they? I mean, you keep insisting that this all makes sense. There is no proof. This isn’t proof, Bo. B: The heck it’s not! N: You can’t be absolutely sure that the pictures you took are from the exact same spot and the exact same angle as the police photos. Proof, Bo, legal proof. Now, I agree, the views are similar, yes, fine, but, I mean, the police photo was taken at night, this was taken during the day, and look, the whole area’s covered with trees and underbrush. B: You just don’t want to believe it, that’s all. N: No, it’s not a matter of what I want to believe or what I don’t want to believe. B: Oh, Nora. N: Oh, please, stop it, just stop it! You’ve got to stop doing this. I can’t take this anymore. I wish it were different, I wish all kinds of things. But that doesn’t matter. B: You know, I knew you were going to feel this way. Not even picture proof is going to be good enough for you. Luckily, I do have one more little bit of proof. N: No, no! B: Now, listen to me. This little piece of proof I have is so airtight, okay, it’s so concrete, that not even you can talk yourself out of being innocent here. Now, please, just believe me, Nora, I swear, if you find a way to contradict this one, I will give it all up, I’ll stop, okay, I promise, so will you do it? B: Nora, would you please just listen to me? I’m trying to do what you taught me, okay? The truth is anybody and everybody’s best defense, and that’s what I have. N: Oh, Bo, that’s what you think you have. B: Nora, honey, I am not making this up. There is no way that you were driving the car that forced me off the road. N: All right. B: Okay. N: One last thing. B: Yes. N: Do you want to show me? B: No, no, it’s something I want you to hear, you’ll listen to it. N: Okay. B: Okay. N: All right. Why don’t you tell me? B: I will, it will just be in about a minute or two. N: What do you mean? (doorbell rings) B: Bingo. Right on time. N: You’re expecting someone? B: No, no, we are, and you promised you were going to listen. N: To who? B: Someone on the other side of the door that can absolutely confirm that this accident happened just exactly the way I described it, and all you have to do is listen. F: Third time in a year some nut comes around that curve and boom- right into my Freddy’s Flapjack’s sign. Like I gotta get a call from the highway patrol Thanksgiving night? Like I don’t have enough heartburn already? She’s no cook, my wife. B: Go on. Tell her what you did. F: You mean about the heartburn? B: No, the sign. Tell her what you did about the sign. F: I told you, didn’t I? B: Yeah, tell her. F: I moved the thing. Monday morning, the sun comes up, I’m breaking my back in the cold. That’s it. I switched the billboard over to the other side of the bridge. You drive by now, you see it coming. No curve, nobody runs into it, end of problem. B: Thank you, Freddy. Thanks a lot. F: Free advertising this month, right? On the radio? WVL, like you said? B: Yeah, two months! I’m so glad you came all the way out here. F: Thanks! Anytime, Mr. Buchanan, you’re the kind of guy I like doing business with, and hey- all the flapjacks you can eat during the week and on Sunday. B: I’m going to take you up on that, buddy. All right. Thanks again. The defense rests. So, what do you think? Did I miss my calling, or what? So, what’s your verdict? You’ve got to believe me now, Nora.   She collapses on the couch and starts crying.   October 11, 1993 B: Thanks a lot, buddy! I will take you up on it. Straight from the horse’s mouth. Freddy, of Freddy’s Flapjack’s, just sat right here and told you that he moved the sign, which proves you didn’t force me off the road, honey! You are innocent! So, what’s the verdict? Come on, what do you think? You’ve got to believe me now, don’t you? She starts crying. B: Hey, come on, what in the world- Come on, this is happy? N: (sobs) Yes. B: What happened to happy? N: (sobs) This is happy. This is happy. B: This is happy, I’m glad you’re not overjoyed, I don’t think I could take it. N: I can’t believe it. B: Oh, come on, sure you can. N: No, I can’t. It’s right, right? Everything’s right? B: Yeah, right, what’d I tell you? N: I didn’t do it? I didn’t cause the accident? B: No, no. (she kisses him- they laugh) N: I, I, I, I don’t know how you did this, I mean, I, I, it doesn’t matter how you did it, you did it... B: Hey, it does matter. N: It matters. It matters a lot, how you did this, it does, it matters, I, I- I’m innocent. I’m innocent. (laughs) Do you have any idea what this feels like? B: I think it must feel kind of like what you’re feeling right now. N: Well, in a way, more or less. B: No, go ahead, just keep talking, and I’ll catch up... N: No, you can’t possibly catch up, you just can’t. (kiss) You just can’t imagine it, Bo, the Spanish Inquisition was nothing compared to what I was putting myself through. Do you know how long it’s been since I slept through a whole night? B: You know something? N: Yeah? B: Even when I thought that you had caused the accident, one thing didn’t change. I never stopped loving you, Nora. And I never will. N: I guess I’m just going to have to trust it, aren’t I? B: Yeah, yeah, that’s what we’re going to do, from now on. (kiss) From now on, no more doubts, all right? Hey, look at me. You say it. N: No more doubts. Never again. B: Right. Because there’s nothing that you could ever do that I couldn’t forgive you for, okay? Just know that. N: I do. I do now. (kiss) B: You know your problem? N: I don’t have any problems. I don’t have any more problems. B: Yes, you do, you do, and you’re going to keep on having them as long as you underestimate this Buchanan right here. Especially this Buchanan. Because when this one falls in love... N: it’s unshakable. B: Yeah. (kiss) Nora, listen. Even if I wouldn’t have been able to prove that you’re innocent tonight... N: You did, so that’s all that matters. B: Well, no, it isn’t, it isn’t, because what matters is, even without proof, it wouldn’t have mattered, because I’d already forgiven you. (kiss) And I want you to remember that. Because that’s the way it’s always going to be with us. N: Not one little thing? B: Not a one. (kiss) N: Not even if I burn the popcorn? B: That’s not going to happen anymore. N: Oh yeah? B: Yeah. I had the microwave fixed. N: You did? You’re wonderful! Do men get better than this? (laughs) Let’s have a celebration. Let’s have a junk food celebration. B: Excellent. We’ll start it off with popcorn, okay? N: Popcorn! B: I’ll throw in a bag now. (leaves) N: (sighs) What a day. What a glorious, beautiful day. Ow. (picks up her ring box, sniffs it) Diamonds. (smiles) Oh, Bo. B: Okay, big question of the day, do you want ginger ale or (sees she has box) root beer? N: Diamonds? B: Yeah. N: I didn’t open it. B: Then how in the world did you guess? (laughs) Aie-yi-yie. You know, I’ve been practicing all kinds of ways and techniques that I was going to ask you... N: And I ruined it, I’m sorry, I sat on it, I... B: Well, I guess it must have fallen out of my pocket then when I was sitting there. Hope this is one of those things that we think about and laugh about and everything when we’re like 84, 5. N: I hope so! B: Oh, God. N: Why don’t we start over? (starts to leave, handing box to Bo) I’ll go get popcorn. B: No, no, no, no, hey, look- I’ll be honest with you. I never did come up with a good way, I just, I’m sort of- just the conventional way, that’s... N: Well then, give it a shot. B: Well, sit down. N: Thank you. B: (throws pillow on the ground and kneels on it- he laughs) Oh, God. I feel like Jimmy Stuart. N: (laughing) Oh, no, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t do Jimmy Stewart. B: (opens box) Nora. I love you. You would make me the happiest guy in the whole world if you would take this ring and say that you’ll marry me. N: (kisses him- he slips the ring on her finger- fade to black) They are sitting at the table on the floor. She is wearing his shirt. They are pouring mugs of root beer. B: You know, I’ve got champagne if you want some champagne. N: Absolutely not. I love root beer, I love popcorn, and I love you. (kiss) This is just perfect, you know, the way it happened. B: It’s pretty silly, if you ask me. N: Yeah, but it was the way it was supposed to happen. B: Very us. N: Right. I want to make a toast. B: All right. N: To you, my, oh, I love to say this- my fiancé. B: Oh, God! (both laugh) I’ll call you one better. To the future Mrs. Bo Buchanan. (clink glasses) N: I don’t think I can change my name. B: You can’t? N: No, I mean, I’ve been practicing law for so many years, the number of which shall remain unmentioned, but, under this name, I don’t think I can change it. B: Yeah, but Gannon’s not even really your last name, I mean, it’s Hank’s last name, your ex-husband, heavy on the ex. N: Mmhm. B: So how come you didn’t use your maiden name when you married Hank? What is your maiden name? Nora? N: Hmm? Hanen. B: Hanen? So you were... N: Nora Hanen Gannon. B: Ah. Why not just go for broke then? You could be Hora...(both laugh- together) Nora Hanen Gannon Buchanan, yeah, I like that! Nora Hanen Gannon Buchanan. Just as long as it’s you and me and Key Largo, sweetheart. N: Was that Bogey or Cagney? B: Actually, it was both of them. N: Oh, well, that was very good. B: Oh, thank you. N: That was very good. (clink glasses) Just as long as it’s you and me, for better or for worse. B: No, no, no, only for better, only better, starting today. N: We’re not married yet. B: We’ll cross that altar when we come to it, but’s it you and me, and better, and better, and better, and better...Do you love me? N: I do. I do, I do, I do, I do, I do. (fade to black)   October 13, 1993 Bo and Nora are moving her things back into their house. B: Over the hill, and the sailor, home from the sea. N: Home is the officer home from the beat, and the lawyer back from her suite! B: Stick with the law, Nora, you ain’t a poet. N: Maybe not, but I’m cute! B: And that I would take over iambic pentameter anytime. (kiss) Welcome home. (kiss) N: You know something? I honestly never thought that I would be back here. B: I knew you would. N: You did, didn’t you? You did, you’re just amazing. You were so sure you could prove I didn’t cause that accident. B: And I did. N: And you did! I’m home! B: I know, and you look so good here! You oughta stick around. N: You think so? B: Yeah. N: Well, you know something? When a fellow asks a girl to get married, you know, friendship is one thing, but diamonds are another. (kiss) You don’t mind that we got another ring? I just felt that the other one had a bad luck to it. B: Hey, I loved the other one, I love this one even more. I love you, I- can I move these bags? N: Yeah, why? (he tosses them over the back of the couch and pulls her down) Ooh! Mr. Buchanan, such passion! B: You ain’t seen nothing yet! N: Come on in for some hot chocolate, gosh, it’s really brisk out there. K: Well, we can’t stay long, we got to study for a test tomorrow, but we wanted to stop by. B: Why, you need a loan or something, Kev? K: Well, yeah! Just kidding. I’ll let Rachel tell you. R: We just wanted to tell you both how happy we are you’re back together. N: Aww, sweetie! K: It’s great to be right, isn’t it? B: Oh, God, it is, yeah. And Kev, I can’t thank you enough for sticking with me through all this. K: Well, hey, you’re the one that stuck with it. I had my doubts, remember, but you stuck with it, congrats. And you, Nora, congratulations. N: Best wishes, yeah, thank you. R: That’s so great! B: You got that right. N: So, (waving her ring around) what do you think of my hair? R: It’s...fine. Bo laughs. N: Good, good. (starts waving her hand at her) Don’t you think it’s warm in here? I think it’s very warm in here. Don’t you think it’s warm in here? R: Mom, what is with you? N: Oh, Rikki, please, please, please!! R: (she notices)Mom! N: (feigning ignorance) What? R: Mom! N: What is it, Rachel? R: Kevin, look! K: What, what? Oh, my! Uncle Bo, you did not. B: I didn’t? Honey, who the hell’s ring you got on your hand there? R: So, you’re engaged, as in betrothed engaged, as in going to the chapel? N: Is my kid smart or what? (group hug) K: Well, congratulations again, and may you keep Rachel and me kissing cousins forever. B: Let’s just keep this to ourselves, though, for just a little while, okay? R: What fun’s in that? N: Because we want to tell people ourselves, and we’re going to have a party next week for a little celebration. R: Mom, isn’t that incredibly traditional? N: Don’t you start with me. We’re planning a very unconventional engagement, aren’t we, honey? B: Yeah. (kiss) K: When are you getting married? They look at each other. They laugh. B: We don’t even know yet, do we? N: Nope! K: Well, all right, we’ll keep your secret, but only for a little while, because then after that, it’s going to cost you. B: Look at this, will you, extortion from my own nephew, and you- you make a living defending bums like this? N: Yeah, well.... B: Go on, get out of here- go study. K: All right, all right. B: Learn a trade, all right? Keep you off the streets and out of trouble. R: Hey, wait a minute- that’s my job. N: Well, yeah, but not the out of trouble part. B: Bye. K: See you. B: Hello? N: Hi! B: Hi. Oh no. The thrill is gone. No, we just got engaged, and you’ve already got that, “Sorry, I’m tired” look in your eye. N: No way. (kiss) You know what I just started thinking? B: What? N: You did a really excellent job of showing me exactly what I did the night of the accident. B: Yeah, I did, I thought I did too, thank you. N: You did, you did an excellent job, as a matter of fact, you proved that I wasn’t even on the road when you were forced off the bridge. B: You’re darn right. N: Mmhm. But Bo? B: Mmhm? N: If I didn’t cause the accident that killed Sarah, and I didn’t drive the car that forced you off the road, who did?   They are back at the straw set up. B: I’ve been thinking about this for quite a while, and I keep coming up with the same conclusion. N: Which is? B: Jack Tucker. He said that he saw a blue car with a MA license plate and a Scotty’s Car Rental sticker on it speed past him just before he to the bridge. N: Wait a second, that couldn’t have been my car, though, because I had stopped here, before I even got to the bridge, next to the old pancake house sign. B: Mmhm. So that means that good old Jack, the guy who pulled me out of the car, the man that saved my life, was the guy that forced Sarah and me off the bridge that night. N: Oh. Bo, you don’t think he deliberately cast suspicion on me, do you? B: No. No, I think he saw a blue car stopped against the sign, and then he drove on to cross the bridge, and swerved, forced me off the bridge, and then he probably felt bad and he pulled over and he stopped. And when it came time for him to put the blame on someone else, he just picked the driver that was in the parked car there. He had no idea it was you. N: There are inconsistencies in his story. B: It’s more than inconsistencies. They are just out and out lies, and we know that, but why would the man that saved my life go to the trouble of lying unless he was trying to divert the attention away from himself? N: That’s true. You know, I talked to Tucker at the courthouse. He had changed his story. I mean, I kind of, I just kind of wrote it off to confusion, I mean, I certainly didn’t do anything more than give him the benefit of the doubt at the time. B: Well, he told me he had a drinking problem. So, what if he just fell off the wagon? Suppose he was drinking and he forced Sarah and me off the bridge, and then...oh. There’s just no way to prove that he killed Sarah! N: Maybe there is.   October 14, 1993 N: I got it. Thanks, Hank. I owe you one. Jack Tucker lost his license last Monday in traffic court. B: What? N: Second conviction, driving while intoxicated. The trucking company that he used to drive for fired him after his first conviction last March. B: Well, he told me that he had a drinking problem. N: Well, obviously he still does. Statistically, for every conviction, there are at least a hundred times he got away with it. B: Like Thanksgiving. N: Maybe. You ready for phase two? B: Yes. N: Are you sure? B: Yeah. Jack Tucker’s responsible for Sarah’s death. N: I just want to know how you’re doing, all right, if it’s true, if it’s not true- I’m worried about how you’re going to feel. B: I’ll be fine. Hi, can I speak to Jack Tucker, please? B: You remember Nora Gannon, don’t you, Jack? N: Hi, Jack. Glad you could come. B: Nora needs your help, Jack. She just needs to make sure she’s doing the right thing. N: I’m not a hundred percent, Jack, but it seems pretty unescapable that I was the one that forced Bo off the road last Thanksgiving, and I just wanted to go over a few things before I go to the police. J: You’re going to turn yourself in. N: Well, if these few details check out, then I guess I have to. Will you help me? J: I’ll do what I can. N: Good. Thanks. See, I’m pretty clear on most of the details, I just need to go over a few things, you know, one more time, just to make sure. Now, you said you were driving your truck north on Airport Road last Thanksgiving around 8:30. J: Yeah, toward the airport. N: You clearly saw my blue car drive into the pancake house sign. J: Yeah! N: I went over the bridge, forced Bo off the road, went off the road myself, and hit that pancake sign on the far side of the bridge, the north side, the side closest to the airport. J: That’s right. N: Jack, there was no sign on the far side of the bridge last Thanksgiving. That sign wasn’t moved there until after Thanksgiving. I went off the road all right, I hit that sign, I hit it where it was then- about a hundred yards south of the bridge. But you know, I never made it to the bridge, which means I couldn’t possibly have been the one who forced Bo off the road. Which brings us to the next question- why did you lie, Jack? J: Hey, what is this? B: Why did you lie, Jack? J: I didn’t- she got me all confused. B: Oh, no, no, no, she kept everything very simple, very clear. N: Do you have a drinking problem, Jack? J: No! N: Were you maybe drinking that night? J: No, this is all wrong! Bo, she hit the pancake house sign, she admitted it! N: Yes, except the sign was on the south side of the bridge, Jack. They didn’t move it to the north side until after I hit it. They moved it because I hit it. B: Her car never made it to the bridge, Jack, but your truck did. J: Okay, look, I said I saw a blue car, okay? Maybe it wasn’t you then. B: No, no, no, no. You know what? I remember the horn. My memory’s become very clear lately, and I’ve got it all straight. It was a truck horn. N: Admit it, Jack. J: No! N: You lost control. J: No! N: You went over the yellow line, and by the time you realized it, you tried to get back, it was too late. Then Bo swerved. J: No! N: Yes. You went on across the bridge, and you realized you had to go back and help. And you did, God bless you, you did, you saved Bo, but it was too late for Sarah, wasn’t it? Isn’t that right, Jack? J: I knew sooner or later, somebody was going to find out. Bo, I’m so sorry. J: Yeah, I was drinking. I’d put away, I don’t know how many. I swear, all I wanted to do was get to the airport, make my drop, and go to sleep in the parking lot. I didn’t see your car until- I mean, I didn’t even know I had crossed the line. If I hadn’t been drinking... Anyway, by the time the cops got there, I’d sobered up enough to fake it. I’m so sorry, Bo. You don’t know how... B: Get out of my house, Jack. J: Yeah, sure. B: Now. J: I just... B: Now! I just want you to understand what you did. When you let Nora think that she was responsible for Sarah’s death, you almost ruined my life twice. J: Bo, I... B: You turn yourself in, Jack. Now. Trust me, you don’t want me coming after you.   Bo sits down. Nora comes over and sits next to him. He reaches out to her and she smiles and hugs him. Bo and Nora are at Sarah’s grave. B: Sarah. I’ve come here so many times bringing you questions and tears, and a whole lot of pain. But I’m going to be all right now. Because we found the driver, so no more questions. No more waking up in the middle of the night trying to see his face, because it’s over. I don’t know if the pain’s ever really going to go away, but at least maybe now it can start to. I’ll never forget your smile, or your laugh, your heart. I’ll never forget the way you suffered, or what you gave to me, and to everybody that loved you, paradise. And I’ll always love you. Always. You rest. (to Nora) Let’s go home. Bo and Nora walk off in each other’s arms. Nora and Bo are settling in. N: I brought your popcorn, and I brought your chips, and I got your chocolate chips. B: Lady, you are some kind of cook, did anybody ever tell you that? N: Yeah, you did. And I love you for it. (kiss) You okay? B: Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine, I just, I can let go now, I just, I can’t believe it’s over. N: It is. And I feel like I could sleep 24 hours straight. B: You do that. You can do anything you want in this house. N: I can? B: Yeah. N: I can even leave the toaster oven on? B: Yeah, you can even do that. Because I love you. (kiss) Just please, please, squeeze the toothpaste from the bottom of the tube, will you? N: Got you. (kiss) B: You know, after today, there’s nothing that can get in our way, do you know that? I mean, we’re going to be happy- just me and my fiancée. Perfection. Absolute perfection. There’s no ice in these glasses. N: I’m sorry, I’ll get it. B: No, no, no- after you slaved over a hot stove for hours, it’s the least I can do! (she laughs- he leaves) Nora, what time is it? Nora, can you see what time it is? N: (can’t really see the clock) Don’t you have your watch on? B: No. N: It’s getting late, that’s what time it is.