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Favorite Scenes   December 10, 1993 Ben: All right, you’re sprung. N: Really? Ben: Just as soon as Bo gets here to take you home. N: Whenever that is, where- he should have been back by now! Ben: You got me. He left about an hour ago, and, well, he was acting- well, weird. N: Well weird? What’s the definition of well weird? Ben: I don’t know, mysterious. Like he was up to something. Not something bad, just something- you know the man. N: Yeah, well, sometimes I think I barely know him, too. Ben: That’s one way to keep a relationship fresh. N: Well…(knock on door) Ben: Maybe that is him. N: He wouldn’t knock. Ben: See? You know him better than you think. (N laughs) I’ll check back with you. (opens door) P: Okay if I come in? (N nods- Ben leaves) N: Powell. What are you doing here, they let you out? P: Yep, thanks to you, Viki and Marty. N: Boy, am I glad to see you. P: You too, Nora. But this isn’t exactly the place where… N: Oh, yeah, I had a little run in with a tumor, but you know what, the tumor lost, so don’t you even worry about me. P: You're sure? N: Positive. Boy, am I glad you’re out of that place. P: Yeah, and I’m in one piece, too. N: And walls away from Todd Manning. P: Amen to that. P: So they threw Todd into solitary after I ruined his escape attempt, and he… N: He what? P: He went nuts, I guess. He tried…I don’t know what he was trying to do, but he almost killed himself. N: How? P: Beating his head against a stone wall. N: You mean, literally? P: Yeah, he just kept banging his head against the cell until he passed out. N: Oh, my word. P: I’m telling you, the guy has totally lost it. N: Well, he wasn’t particularly stable to begin with. P: Yeah, but this is different. All he talks about practically is how much he hates you, me, Luna, Marty. He says we’re the ones who ruined his life. N: Oh, I don’t know, I feel sort of sorry for him, in a way. P: Why? Nora, that guy’s capable of anything, how can you feel sorry for him? N: Well, he’s just unleashing all this anger at all these different people, and I think the person he hates the most is himself. P: Well, maybe, but let’s face it, he gets off on torturing people. N: Let’s not talk about Todd, Todd has no future- you, on the other hand, do. P: Yeah, you’re right, I do. Starting today. N: So what are you going to do? P: Proceed with caution. N: Yeah? P: Well, before I figure out what to do, I want to see what it’s like being out in the real world, you know? N: I think that sounds like a really good plan. P: You know, I never could have done any of this without you, Nora. N: Oh, please, stop, no thanks… P: No, I mean it, without your guidance, your support. N: No, well, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m a brick. P: I’m sorry. N: No, please, oh, Powell, don’t be sorry. It’s not as if I didn’t learn a lot from you either, Powell, you know. P: Learned what? N: Never mind. P: No, come on. N: All right. I finally realized the strength it took for you to be as honest as you had to be, and that’s a lesson I’ll never forget. Welcome home, Powell. (hug)   N: I really want to thank you, Dr. Price, for everything that you have done. Ben: Oh, yes. This is my favorite part. Don’t stop now! N: Would you like to try a little modesty? Ben: For what? I’m the greatest and you’re just giving me my due. N: Oh, okay! Well, then, fine, can I stop now, have I paid my dues in full? Ben: Guess you want this back. (hands envelope) N: What’s this? Ben: The letter you wanted me to give to Bo. N: Oh, yes. In case of my untimely death, yes, I remember. (puts ring back on) Ben: I’m happy to say, it looks like I won’t need to play postal man. I’ll check back with you later. N: Why? Ben: To say au revoir, is that okay? N: All right, yeah, that’s fine. (B enters) Ben: Ah, back from this mystery mission! N: And just where have you been? B: Hello, Ben. Hello, honey, so good to see you too! Ben: And I’ll see you in a little bit. N: Okay. (Ben leaves) I didn’t think you were ever coming back! B: Oh, come on, why would I not ever come back? N: I don’t know, the, the, the call of the wild, the freedom of the road, the lure of another woman. B: There is no other woman… N: Promise? B: …there will never be another woman. N: Okay. B: What is this? (envelope) N: Nothing. B: Do you have a secret admirer or something? N: It’s nothing! B: No, no, no, I want to see who you’re getting love letters from. N: Bo… B: Or who am I getting love letters from? No wonder you thought I hit the road with some other little lady. N: Oh, Bo. B: (reading) Dear Bo. N: Please don’t read this, Bo. B: I read all my mail, honey. N: Oh, Bo, it’s not… B: Shh, shh. (reading) I hope to God you never have to read this letter, and if you are reading it you understand why. I wrote this letter because I want to remind you that I know first hand how wonderful it is to be loved by you. You need to have love in your life, and I couldn’t rest easy knowing that you thought you’d be better off without it. So miss me, a lot, and always love me, but go on living and remember how very much I have loved you, and always will. Goodbye, my love. Nora. (puts back in envelope) N: Well, you’re not going to keep it, are you? B: I think it’s beautiful. N: No. No, you see, I’m- here I am, this letter is null and void, I mean if anything ever happens to me… B: No, no, shh. N: No, if anything ever happens to me, you know how I feel. But to keep this letter now, it’s like, I don’t know, it’d be like keeping my tombstone in our living room. (he throws it out) Thank you. B: I guess we…at least we won’t have that tomb any more, huh? N: No, because I’m alive, and I can see, and I love you. And we have the whole of the rest of our lives just waiting for us. B: Yeah. And all that worrying for nothing. N: Well, I don’t think you should knock the worrying, you know, you don’t know that things didn’t work out because I worried, you know? B: Oh, geez. N: You don’t know how the cosmos works on that. B: Okay, I’ll ask Andrew, all right, you ask your rabbi, and then we’ll both ask Luna, maybe she can rattle her crystals around, we can see what she thinks. (hugs) N: Now where did you go? B: Out. N:What were you doing? B: Nothing. I was setting up a little surprise for you. N: You were, oh, you shouldn’t have, what is it? B: Are you up for taking a little drive? N: Why are you being so cryptic? B: Oh, come on, do you want the surprise or not? N: I don’t know, it depends on what it is. B: Okay, fine, I guess we don’t have to go. N: Okay, that’s not what I was saying, that’s not what I was saying at all. I just, I just- just a hint, just a little hint. B: All right, I went to see a man… N: Yeah? B: About… N: Yeah? B: The surprise. N: Thanks, that was a really big help. B: Look, are we going or not? R: (enters) Going where? N: Yes, we are going, but still, I want to know a little bit more. B: Here, Rachel, kiss your mother goodbye, all right? N: Hi! R: Hi, mom. Bye, mom. N: Bye, honey. B: Kiss me goodbye. R: Uh, bye, Bo, now, where are you going? N: Rikki, do me a favor, will you just look around here and make sure that I haven’t left anything? R: Yeah, okay. B: You won’t be seeing us for a while, Rachel, but don’t worry, your mother is in good hands, and she’s going to have a very happy r and r. See you. R: See you. Ben: Ah, hello, Rachel. R: Hi. Ben: Your mom still here? R: No, mom and Bo just left, he just came in and whisked her off and didn’t say where they were going. Ben: Yeah, he’s been acting funny ever since he got here. I think he’s got something really nice up his sleeve. R: Well, I’m just picking up some stuff she left behind. Do you need to see her about something? Ben: I just wanted to say goodbye. R: Oh. Well, since you’re here, I want to thank you for everything you did for my mother. Ben: Are you being nice to me? R: (laughs) Yeah, you got a problem? Ben: No, no, no, no, no, I mean, it’s just new to me. But I could get used to it. I mean, I’ve never seen this side of you before. R: Yeah, well I can be as human as the next person when I want to be. Ben: That’s good to know. So, when you’re being human… R: Yes? Ben: …you eat and everything, right? R: Yeah. Ben: So seeing as how you’re being human right now, and when you’re human, you eat, know about dinner? R: Actually, I was planning to have dinner tonight, yes. Ben: Good, maybe… R: But not with you. Ben: Look, look, Rachel, I know we got off on the wrong foot, but given the chance, I’d like to show you that I’m human, too. I’m not all business. R: I’m sure you’re not. Maybe one or two days out of the 365, but I can’t make dinner tonight. Ben: Previous engagement? R: Standing date with Kevin Buchanan. Ben: Oh, yeah. The boyfriend. R: That’s right. The boyfriend. Thank you. Ben: That’s too bad. R: What? Ben: Because I guess you’ll never know what you’re missing. R: I can guess, and believe me, I won’t be missing you as much as you’d like me to be. Bye. (Ben laughs) H: Where is she? R: Hi, Rachel, hi, dad. H: Yeah, yeah, hi, where is your mother, Rikki? R: What’s wrong? H: Todd Manning pulled a disappearing act. He got out of prison. R: He escaped? H: I want to tell your mother. R: Oh, my God. H: So, where is she? R: I don’t know. Bo just came here and whisked her off. H: Where? R: He wouldn’t say, just that he was going to take her someplace quiet where she could recover from the surgery. H: Okay, all right. Look, well, let’s just hope that means she’s out of town where Todd can’t get to her.   B and N are driving up to a beach house. They get out, she hugs him, they go in. N: This is beautiful! What a house to recuperate in! I should have surgery more often, that’s what I should do. B: Not funny. Not funny, red. N: Okay, okay. But it is beautiful. And it is just you and me. B: Mmhm. (kiss) N: I mean, there are no nurses with IV needles at 4 in the morning, right? B: Not a one. N: All right. And no car horns blasting out in the street? B: None! N: No antiseptic smells, no beeping machines, no sterile people gliding around on silent shoes? B: None of the above. N: This is good, this is good. B: That was the plan, that’s the plan. N: Oh, God, I love the ocean this time of year. To look at and listen to, certainly not to swim in, you know. B: (shivers) That’s a relief. (N laughs) No phones (unplugs), no TV, no radio, just you and me and the ocean. No outside world. N: None? Not even a postcard home? B: Shh. Listen. Nothing. Just the ocean, the wind, and you and me. What a great sound.   B is putting in a CD. N: I thought everything had to be unplugged so we could have peace and quiet. B: This uses batteries. N: It must be fun to set all the rules all the time. B: It’s wonderful. It’s the greatest. It’s for men only, of course. N: Which is probably why the world is in such a mess. B: Okay, here are your choices, we have you basic rock and roll, twist and shout… N: Uh, Bo? B: Okay, if you’re going to use that old ‘just had brain surgery’ excuse, then we can keep it nice and slow. N: Well, actually, that just happens to be my favorite, you know, doing things nice and slow. (kiss) B: The doctor said, uh- no time soon, though, did they? N: Are we still talking about dancing? B: Dancing, yes. Dancing. N: Well, the doctor didn’t say anything about dancing per say, he just said I shouldn’t find myself getting excited, you know. B: What if the dancing leads to excitement? (kisses intermittent) N: Then we should stop dancing. B: Of course. I’ve never really, you know- while I was dancing, I would be afraid I’d fall and hurt myself… N: Maestro, music. (puts it on, they start dancing and kissing)   December 13, 1993 N: Oh, this is my favorite time of day. You know, when the sun’s just going down, the sky’s all glowing. (kiss) B: I think you’re the one with the beautiful glow. N: Can you blame me? I’m happy, I’m healthy, and I’m in love. (kiss) And I have this incredible beach house to go snooping in. (laughs) Look at everything I found, look, look, look. I found some binoculars, see, and there’s a telescope here, there’s all kinds of incredible books, there’s pads of paper and drawing and watercolors, and I can use all of these things, because I can see. B: Honey, if you really don’t like this place, I can always find you another house, you know. N: Don’t be ridiculous, you absolutely gorgeous, handsome hunk of a man. This is the best house to recuperate in I can possible imagine. (kiss) B: Well, you better take it easy, or you’re going to have to recuperate from your recuperation. N: I don’t even believe this. B: What’d you find now? Superbowl tickets, a map to the Eldorado? (N holds up Menorah) Liberace? I’m kidding. I know what that is. Maam, that there is a Menorah. N: Menorah. I’m very impressed, very impressed. You know what? It’s the sixth night of Hanukkah. You want to light some candles? Want to help? B: Sure. Sure, I don’t know the first thing about celebrating Hanukkah, but I sure think all this calls for a celebration. N: Let’s party. N: Hanukkah is the celebration of a great miracle that took place during the time of the Maccabees. It’s called the festival of lights. B: That’s a beautiful name for a holiday. N: I always loved Hanukkah. This year, I’ve been really looking forward to it. B: Well, you should. You have your own little miracle of light to celebrate. N: I don’t think I’ve ever been more grateful for anything in my life. B: Not even when I gave you that extra taco the other night at the Tortilla Emporium? N: Well, food does come in a close second. (kiss) B: God, is this the greatest, though? It’s just us on a deserted beach, there’s not another house around here for miles. N: It’s a terrific way to celebrate the holidays. B: I want to tell you something, Miss, Senora Nora Menorah Hanen Gannon Buchanan. (she laughs) I’m going to make you a promise right now. N: Oh, I like promises, especially yours, what? B: I swear to you that not only are we going to celebrate the last two nights of Hanukkah, but we are going to celebrate the whole thing, all over again, with Rachel, when we get back to Llanview. Not only are we going to celebrate Hanukkah, but after Hanukkah, then we have Christmas, we have New Year’s and then there’s Groundhog Day, Arbor Day, and every other day between now and forever. N: This is going to cost you a fortune in greeting cards. B: I don’t care, because you are going to celebrate every holiday from this night on, because now you’re safe.   N: (praying in Hebrew) That’s it. B: That’s a beautiful prayer. What’s next? N: It’s dreidel time! B: Is there a prayer that goes with that, too? N: No, you bet. B: Pardon me? N: You bet, the dreidel’s kind of like a top, you know, only you gamble with it. See, each of the sides has got a Hebrew letter written on it, and what you do is you spin it, and then you bet what Hebrew letter will be face up when the dreidel stops, you know. Voila. Jewish roulette. (sings) Dreidel, dreidel, dreidel, I made it out of clay… B: Maybe we could save this for the ninth night of Hanukkah. N: There isn’t a ninth night of Hanukkah. B: I know. That’s the whole point. (she laughs) I’d be a fool to get into a game like this with you, you’d probably clobber me worse than you did at tennis. N: And miniature golf. And rock and roll trivia. B: Yeah, go ahead, rub it in, okay, but I had some victories. There was pinball… N: Oh, well, that… B: There was racquetball… N: Oh, I mean… B: Two handed bridge. I can think of another game that we can both win at. N: Bo… B: Don’t tell me you’d rather play with a top. (kiss) N: I would rather make love to you than eat. B: That sure puts it right at the top of the list. N: Mmhm. (kiss) There is no question about that, but we’re forgetting one little thing. I just had brain surgery!   B and N are standing at the door looking at the sky. N: Oh, wow, look how clear it is. Oh, look, you can see the gumdrop. B: You can see what? N: It’s that little cluster of stars just to the left of Orion’s belt. I’d call it the gumdrop when I was a kid. B: (laughs) You made up your own constellation and you called it the gumdrop? N: Well, what can I say, food was on the brain then, that’s before sex came along. (kiss) B: Can you actually see that, though? That little group of stars, it’s pretty faint. N: Yeah, I can. Isn’t that great? I’ve got to be the luckiest woman in the world. (kiss) Ooh, what a great beach house, we even get the home delivery of the evening paper. (he takes it) What are you doing? B: No, no. N: Bo! B: No, no, we’re going to shut out the outside world, isn’t that the deal we made? Nobody but us. Here, we don’t need outsiders, we know the big news here. The big news is everything’s perfect for us, right? (tosses paper in fire, can see Todd’s picture on front)   December 16, 1993 N and B are out on the beach. He is hiding a fish behind his back and she is trying to see/get to it. They go inside. B: Close your eyes. N: No. B: No, come on, come on. N: I’m not closing my eyes! B: Close your eyes. N: Why do I have to close my eyes? B: Just because, I have a surprise for you. N: Your surprise, I know what your surprise is. B: Close your eyes! N: Oh, all right, come on, come on, come on. B: Hold out your hands. N: No. B: Come on. N: No! B: Hold out your hands! N: No, I know what you’re going to do, and I don’t want to do it. B: Hold out your hands. N: I don’t want to hold any stupid fish!! (B laughs- fish has Santa hat) B: Merry Christmas, sweetheart! N: Oh! What am I supposed to do with you? Huh? Cook you, or tell you whether I’ve been naughty or nice? (B laughs) N: So, you’re going to tell me, what, you caught this fish? B: You doubt my expertise as an outdoorsman, huh? (she laughs) Yes, I caught that fish. N: Uh huh. B: It drug me maybe a mile down the beach before I could get it ashore, but, woman, that is a fresh fish. N: Well then, I’m going to cook you a dinner that you will never forget. B: That sounds ominous. N: Ooh. Ominous, schaminous. Here. Go clean the fish so I can get started. Come here, here. B: I don’t think so, no, no, no. N: What do you mean? Here. B: You cook it, you clean it. N: I don’t want to clean the fish!! Iww!! I don’t want to clean the fish, there is all kinds of stuff inside the fish, I can’t do that, it’s not good for my recovery. B: Is that a fact? N: Well, you know, I’ve just had surgery, you know, brain surgery. I have to only have pleasant things around me, no smelly fishy guts, I can only have, like, pleasant seaside sights and smells. B: Okay, okay, that’s about enough. Look, honey, you are about to become a Buchanan. No Buchanan woman would ever be intimidated by a little fish. N: It’s not the fish, it’s what’s inside the fish, yuck. B: No more excuses, honey. You are about to enjoy an ancient family tradition.   B: If I hadn’t see it with my own two eyes… N: Don’t you start with me, Bo Buchanan. B: The woman can cook! All this time, you’ve been pretending to be one of those modern females with no domestic skills at all, but now I see the real Nora Gannon. N: The real Nora Gannon can only cook three things. B: Oh, who’s counting? You have talents I never would have even imagined. Why’d you keep them such a secret, huh? N: I guess I was too busy doing all those things I though I was supposed to be doing. But there’s nothing like a little brain tumor to put your priorities in order. (kiss) From now on, every day is a gift. My sight is a gift, that fish is a gift (B laughs), and you’re the greatest gift of all. I’m going to make you a home, Bo Buchanan. (kiss) Bo… B: This is not going to be another one of those, ‘Honey, I’m sorry, I just had brain surgery’ excuses, is it? N: Do you think this is easy for me? (kiss) We’ve got to find something to distract us. (kiss) B: I’m trying. (kiss) N: No, no, no…(kiss) B: I’m trying. N: No, to distract us from what’s distracting us. B: Okay. Okay. (kiss) You leave it to me. N: Okay. Okay. Okay-dokey.   N is lying on the couch, B is on the floor. N: You are just a glutton for punishment, Bo Buchanan. B: Hey, just because you’re an expert in rock and roll doesn’t necessarily mean that you’re an expert when it comes to the movies. N: Uh huh. I hate to see a grown man cry, but if it will get your mind off of s-e-x, go right ahead. B: All right. Here’s your first clue. N: My first clue. B: Ray Milland and Grace Kelly. N: Dial M for Murder. B: Yep! N: Oh, God, it still gives me the chill bumps! Whenever I think about that man coming up behind her with a silk stocking, ready to strangle her…(mock strangles him) B: Yeah, but she stabbed him with the scissors… N: Oh…please, don’t even remind me. B: What, are you getting a little squeamish? N: Just a little bit squeamish. B: Okay. Next one. N: Okay. B: Another murder, another telephone. Barbara Stanwyck. N: Sorry, Wrong Number. Can we get off of this topic, please? B: If all these mystery murder thrillers get to you like that- I hate to bring up my all time favorite… N: Why are you doing this to me? B: …but- Audrey Hepburn. A refrigerator. N: Oh, no. B: A lightbulb… N: All right, stop. Just stop. Wait Until Dark happens to be the scariest movie that I have ever, ever seen. Do you know that I still have nightmares about that woman, trapped in that apartment, unable to see, and that guy trying to kill her? B: Yeah, but, I mean, she lives, you know? She survives, she lives, the bad guy dies, happy ending, fade to black. N: Pass the popcorn. B: Hooray for Hollywood. (kiss) N: You know something? We’re completely sick if stalker movies are making us hot and bothered. B: We’re not sick, we’re- (kiss) N: Bo…(kiss) Bo…(kiss) Well, Dr. Price didn’t say anything about not making love per say, did he? (kiss) He just said that I should avoid excitement, right? (kiss) B: It won’t be exciting, okay, I promise. (links hands behind his back) N: Oh, it’s impossible. (he jumps on couch)   Rachel and Ben are at the student union searching for an apartment for him. R: Look, if nothing appeals to you, Dr. Price, you can look for an apartment on your own. Ben: I didn’t say nothing appeals to me, Miss Gannon. R: Translation: In your dreams. Ben: Oh, come on, come on, Rachel. There has got to be something you like about me. R: Okay, let me think. All right, there is one thing. My mother says that you were alway completely honest with her about her illness. She admires you for that, and so do I. (Ben turns away- remembers him yelling at Dowling) Now, this one has possibilities. Ben? Hey, what’s the matter? Ben: Oh, nothing, which one were you looking at? R: Wait, you were completely straight with my mother, weren’t you? Or maybe there was something you didn’t tell her. Is something wrong?   B and N are on the floor. N: (sits up) Bo… B: (pulls her down) I’m boring, I’m boring. N: No, no. No, Bo. (sits up) Something’s burning. B: (pulls down) You’re not kidding. N: Oh, no, no. (sits up) No, really, I mean, something’s burning. (both sit up- unison) N and B: The fish!! N: Oh, Bo! B: Oh, God. N: Save it! Please save it! (he goes) What? Are you okay? What is is? Are you all right? Bo…oh. (brings out burnt fish) B: I’ve heard of blackened bass, but this is ridiculous. N: You know, if Luna were here, she’d say it was a sign. B: Yeah, if Max was here, he’d say let’s give this thing a hero’s burial, and let’s call out for pizza. N: No, we’re not supposed to make love, that’s it, that’s all it means, and, so, from now on, hands off. B: Sure, well I can live without sex for a while, maybe, (she looks at him with surprise) but right now we have a more burning issue, pardon the expression, but what’s for supper? N: You know what? I hope that will always be our biggest problem.   R: Look, if my mom’s in danger, I want to know. Ben: Rachel, there is no danger, okay? Dr. Dowling's the expert, he said Nora had nothing to worry about. R: And what do you say? Ben: I say I’m sorry if I seem distracted. It’s just when you mentioned Nora, it got me thinking about the hospital. R: Look, it’s your day off. Ben: That’s the trouble. I’m comfortable at work. The more, the better. It seems like the in-between time I can’t seem to handle. R: Oh, workaholic. Ben: Big time. R: Look, maybe you should get an apartment with a health club. That way, you can work off the stress when you’re not on call. Ben: I’ve got a better idea. Why don’t we check one more apartment and let me take you to an early dinner? R: I’ve got plans, permanent plans. Ben: Oh, yeah, yeah- what’s his face? R: Look, you know his name. Look, Kevin and I are serious. Ben: So am I. I’m also patient. Oh, life is long, Rachel. R: But it’s not that long, Ben. Ben: Okay, okay. I can take a hint. R: Since when? Ben: Thanks for helping me, but maybe I should continue my search for my apartment on my own. R: Fine. Ben: And if you hear from Nora, give me a call. And even if you don’t, give me a call. (R laughs) S: Listen, I know you’re having doubts about Dr. Dowling’s prognosis… Ben: It’s more than doubt. I mean, he thinks Nora’s never going to go blind again, I mean, that’s just wishful thinking, that’s all that pie in the sky talking, you know what I’m saying. S: I know what you’re saying, yeah. It’s just that, you know, Dr. Dowling has been at this a little longer than you and I put together. Ben: That just makes him old, it doesn’t make him right. S: Are you sure that your opinion is worth scaring Nora all over again? Come on, Ben, she’s happy. She’s with the man she loves, I mean, she’s got a wedding to look forward to, I mean, her whole life’s ahead of her. And you could spoil that with one phone call. Is that in your patient’s best interest?   N and B are laying on the couch. N: And here we are just one phone call away from a pizza. B: Honey, look, we promised ourselves no contact with the outside world. N: That was before the fish fiasco. Now it’s pizza or perish. B: I guess you’re right. (kiss) A man’s got to do what a man’s got to do. (plugs in phone- it rings) N: Wow! That’s what I call service. B: Hello? Yeah? Oh, no, no, God! This is terrible! Okay. No, I understand that. I don’t like it, no, I don’t like it a bit, I don’t have a choice, do I? All right, thank you. I’ll see you. N: What’s happened, what’s wrong, what’s the matter? B: I’m sorry, honey, I have to leave right away.