This episode would be broadcast on a Tuesday at the end of January, assuming this soap opera started on the first working day of the new year. It’s unfortunate that I’m starting WeSeWriMo with kind of a bland episode, as mid-week episodes often are. But if you can get into the story a little, you may find the interactions interesting. (My personal favourites to write, in any episode, are the scenes between Ian the car mechanic and silly Audrey the high school senior, and scenes with the Vickery family (Arthur, Anastasia, Kevin, Ryan, and Darcy, with their various hangers-on). So they might have a bit more spark, even in a mid-week episode.
Please see the Cast of Characters to help you keep track of the people and a little bit of their history together.
I.A) SCHOOL CLASSROOM. Audrey is in her seat at the back of the room, reading her math book. Ian comes in, looking tired. He takes the seat net to Audrey and slumps into it.
AUDREY – Well, hello there. (IAN GRUNTS) Well. A pleasant good evening to you, too.
IAN – Sorry. Hello. It’s just been a long day.
AUDREY – Lifting all those heavy cars…
IAN – Actually, we have hoists for that. Not that I couldn’t lift one if I felt like it. All those peasant farmboy muscles, you know. (GRINS AT HER)
AUDREY – Very funny.
IAN – And…well, my boss isn’t doing very well, and he’s sort of on my mind. So that’s why I’m a bit tired tonight. I hope I can stay awake.
AUDREY – I’ll be glad to punch you once in a while, to wake you up.
IAN – I just bet you will.
AUDREY – Still, it’s really nice of you. To worry about your boss, I mean. Is he sick?
IAN – No, nothing like that.
AUDREY – Fighting with his wife? Family troubles? A son in jail?
IAN – No –
AUDREY – Alcoholic? Gambling problems? Business roubles –
IAN – Look, it’s nothing like that, and I really don’t want to go into it. What are you being so nosy for?
AUDREY – (HAUGHTILY) Well, you brought it up. And I was only trying to take an interest. But I see that my concern isn’t wanted. So you can sit there and worry all by yourself.
(SHE POINTEDLY RAISES HER TEXTBOOK IN FRONT OF HER FACE. IAN GLARES AT HER, UNTIL HE CAN’T HELP BUT START TO LAUGH. SHE FINALLY LOWERS THE BOOK, AND THEY SMILE AT EACH OTHER.)
I.B) VICKERY LIVING ROOM. Darcy and Justin are talking quietly by the drinks table, as Arthur enters.
ARTHUR – I’ve just checked with the kitchen, and everything seems in order and on schedule.
DARCY – Oh thank you, father. I’m neglecting my duties. I should’ve been the one to do that.
ARTHUR – Nonsense. You’ve run yourself ragged the last few days, putting this evening together. You deserve some time to relax with your fiancé, before the crowds arrive.
JUSTIN – I wish you had told me sooner about the dinner. I could have helped with the planning.
DARCY – No, I wanted to surprise you and make something special.
JUSTIN – And I’m sure it will be.
DARCY – But I should go check on the centrepieces –
ARTHUR – No. You stay right where you are. What do we have servants for?
DARCY – I just have all these thoughts running through my head, and they won’t settle down.
ARTHUR – You’ll have plenty of things to expend your energy on when the family arrives. Just martial your thoughts in the meantime.
DARCY – Wise advice. I hope I can follow it. (THE DOORBELL RINGS AND SHE JUMPS, AS THOUGH TO HEAD FOR THE DOOR)
JUSTIN – No, you stay put. I’ll answer.
DARCY – But I’m the hostess –
JUSTIN – So I’ll greet your guests and bring them in to present themto you. Stay here, and I’ll be right back. (HE LEAVES)
DARCY – Sometimes I think my head would fly right off my shoulders if Justin weren’t around.
ARTHUR – He’s very level-headed. A good influence for you, I think.
FRONT HALL. Justin opens the door to reveal Anastasia. They stare at each other.
I.C) CONNOR’S BEDROOM. Connor and Kyle are cuddling in bed.
CONNOR – Now that, my shy fellow, was wonderful.
KYLE – It was pretty good, wasn’t it?
CONNOR – I’d even go so far as to say that you, Kyle, are hot. Sizzling, even.
KYLE – I hope I’m more than just that.
CONNOR – I know, I know. Too superficial. And you’re a lot more than that. You’re intelligent, funny, good and kind…but I still reserve the right to tell my boyfriend whenever he’s totally hot. So there.
KYLE – (KISSES CONNOR) I love you, Connor.
CONNOR – I love you too, Kyle. For all those reasons and a million more.
KYLE – I know I can drive you crazy, sometimes…
CONNOR – Shh… We’re not worrying about any of that tonight. Or at least – you’re driving me crazy tonight, but in the best way.
KYLE – Sometimes I think you’re absolutely insatiable.
CONNOR – Don’t think it. I am insatiable.
KYLE – Just give me a few minutes and I’ll see if I can do anything about – (A CELL PHONE ON THE NIGHT TABLE RINGS AND KEEPS RINGING.) Oh no.
CONNOR – Leave it. Nothing’s more important than you and me right now.
KYLE – You know I have to get it, Connor.
CONNOR – Why? Why can’t you just leave it?
KYLE – I have to be available if there’s an emergency at the hospital. You know that.
CONNOR – Well, if it’s not the hospital, tell them you’ll call back tomorrow.
KYLE – (ANSWERS THE PHONE) Hello? … Oh. Hi, Tylor. (HESITATES) Well…maybe a little busy, but…tell me what’s up.
(CONNOR THROWS OF THE COVERS AND LEAVES THE ROOM)
Continue to Episode 21, Act 2