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An ALT.DAYS Production,
A Division of Peel Productions, Inc.
Air Date: December 6, 1994
Time: Several Days After #80,
Afternoon to Evening
Copyright 1994
BRADY PUB. SHAWN, CAROLINE AND MAX ARE HANGING DECORATIONS FOR CARRIE'S GOING AWAY PARTY. MAX IS HANGING A "GOOD-BYE, CARRIE" SIGN. SHAWN IS HANGING STREAMERS. CAROLINE IS SETTING OUT A PUNCH BOWL AND GLASSES.
CAROLINE: Shawn, I'm glad we decided to close after the lunch rush. We're going to need the extra time to get the decorations up... the cake and the punch ready...
SHAWN: There's a lot to do, that's for sure. But, our Carrie doesn't leave town every day. We hav' ta give her a proper send-off.
CAROLINE: (SIGHS) After all the problems Carrie and Anna had the last time she lived with her mother, I'm surprised that Carrie wants to move back there.
SHAWN: Maybe Carrie wants to work through those problems. Maybe that's what she needs to do before she can move on with her life.
MAX, WHO'S BEEN STRUGGLING WITH THE SIGN, TURNS AND HOLLERS.
MAX: Ma! Is this straight?
STUDYING THE SIGN.
CAROLINE: Lower the left side...
MAX LOWERS THE SIGN. IT'S STILL NOT STRAIGHT.
MAX: Now?
CAROLINE: I think that was too much... how about a little lower on the right...
MAX: Sheesh... it doesn't have to be perfect. Why am I doing all this??
CAROLINE: Because we're a family and families do things for each other.
MAX: All right...
MAX TRIES AGAIN.
MAX: (CONT'D) How's that?
CAROLINE: That's too much. Raise it back up about half an inch.
MAX: Argh... Make up your mind.
SHAWN: Max Brady, that is no way to speak to your mother. Now, you apologize and stop complaining. This party's for Carrie and I won't have you making everyone miserable.
MAX: Geez, Pop. I was just...
SHAWN: You never mind what "you were just." I said to apologize to your mother and finish hangin' that sign.
MAX: (RELUCTANTLY) Sorry, Ma.
HOLD ON MAX.
CUT TO: BILL'S OFFICE. BILL IS BEHIND HIS DESK, WITH KAYLA SITTING ACROSS FROM HIM.
BILL: I'm so glad that you decided to interview for the Head Nurse's slot, Kayla. I trust that the interviews went well.
KAYLA: I think they did, but talking to everyone on the hiring committee took almost six hours today. (SIGHS) Although having your encouragement has made this a little easier on me.
BILL: Well, I think the committee wants to be thorough, but they also want to find someone as soon as possible.
KAYLA: How long do you think it will be until the decision?
BILL: My guess would be that a candidate will be selected within the month.
HOLD ON KAYLA'S ANXIOUSNESS.
CUT TO: DONOVAN LIVING ROOM/FOYER. SHANE AND EVE ARE SITTING ON THE COUCH.
SHANE: I do wish you'd come with me to Carrie's party, sweetheart. They'd love to have you.
EVE: (SHAKING HER HEAD) No... an evening with Kimberly's family doesn't sound like something that I feel like doing. Besides, with Doug being out so much lately, somebody has to run his club.
EVE GETS UP AND WALKS INTO THE FOYER. SHANE FOLLOWS HER. AS EVE GETS HER COAT FROM THE CLOSET, THE TELEPHONE RINGS. SHANE STEPS BACK INTO THE LIVING ROOM TO ANSWER IT. TWO-WAY.
SHANE: Hello?
ANDREW: Hi Dad!
SHANE: Andrew! What a wonderful surprise!
OUT ON SHANE'S JOY.
DONOVAN LIVING ROOM/FOYER. SHANE AND ANDREW ARE ON THE PHONE. EVE STANDS IN THE DOORWAY, LISTENING IN. IN PROGRESS.
SHANE: A Roller Hockey League, eh? And that's all right with your mother?
ANDREW: Well... I had to convince her a little bit.
SHANE: (LAUGHING) I imagine so! I'm glad you're enjoying it, sport.
SHANE MOTIONS TO EVE TO COME CLOSER.
SHANE: (CONT'D) I've got someone here who's dying to talk to you, hold on.
SHANE HANDS THE PHONE TO EVE.
EVE: Andrew? Hi, how are you doing?
ANDREW: Eve! Hi! I'm fine, how are you? I miss you!
EVE: I miss you, too. Are you getting all ready for Christmas?
ANDREW: Oh, I can't wait! Mom even said I could do my own shopping this year. Can you help me with Dad's present? I have an idea, but I'm not sure about it.
EVE: Sure I will. (EYEING SHANE) But we better talk about it in private. I'll have to call you back later. (BEAT) Do you have your list made up?
ANDREW: Yeah, pretty much. Though Mom and Philip said not to expect everything.
EVE: Well, you'll just have to wait and see... Kimberly and Philip aren't the only Santas in this family, you know. (BEAT) And what about school? How are you doing with that math?
HOLD ON EVE'S SMILE AS SHE LISTENS TO ANDREW CHATTER AWAY.
CUT TO: MARCUS' OFFICE. MARCUS IS WORKING AT HIS DESK, WITH HIS OFFICE DOOR HALF-WAY OPEN. KAYLA STOPS BY, AND KNOCKS ON THE DOOR, CAUSING IT TO OPEN.
KAYLA: Hello! Is the Doctor in?
MARCUS LOOKS UP FROM HIS WORK, AND SMILES WHEN HE SEES THAT IT IS KAYLA. HE STANDS UP TO GREET HER.
MARCUS: Kayla! I'm glad you're here. I could use a break from all this paper work.
MARCUS CLOSES HIS OFFICE DOOR, AND GIVES HER A KISS.
KAYLA: I'm happy to provide break material for you.
MARCUS: So, tell me, how'd the interviews go?
MARCUS GESTURES TO THE CHAIR OPPOSITE HIS DESK. KAYLA SITS DOWN, AND MARCUS TAKES A SEAT AT HIS DESK.
KAYLA: (TENTATIVE) I don't want to push my luck, but... (SMILING) I think they went pretty well.
MARCUS: If you ask me, you're a shoe-in for the position.
KAYLA: I think you're biased, Dr. Hunter.
MARCUS: (PLAYFUL) We can go back to my place, and you can try your best to bias me even more.
KAYLA: I think I like that idea, but remember, Carrie's good-bye party is tonight.
MARCUS: Of course. We'll just have to postpone those thoughts... until later...
KAYLA: Do you still want to go to the party?
MARCUS: Of course, Carrie's a great kid, I wouldn't miss it for the world. (BEAT) Even if it does mean putting up with your father.
KAYLA: He was pretty tolerable at Thanksgiving.
MARCUS: Yeah. I still think it was because your mother put something in the turkey and those yams.
KAYLA: Then, let's hope she puts the same thing into Carrie's cake.
MARCUS: I'll keep my fingers crossed.
KAYLA LOOKS AT HER WATCH.
KAYLA: We should probably get going.
MARCUS: The sooner I can escape from this paper work the better.
MARCUS STANDS UP AND GRABS HIS COAT AND BRIEFCASE. HE GOES TO STAND NEXT TO KAYLA AND EXTENDS HIS HAND.
MARCUS: (CONT'D) Ready to party, m'lady?
KAYLA TAKES MARCUS' HAND AND STANDS.
KAYLA: Ready!
HOLD ON MARCUS AND KAYLA, EXITING THE OFFICE.
CUT TO: BRADY PUB. CARRIE AND JONAH ENTER. JONAH IS TRYING TO BE EXCITED ABOUT CARRIE'S ADVENTURE BUT, IT IS EVIDENT THAT HE IS DEPRESSED. CAROLINE AND SHAWN ARE PUTTING THE FINISHING TOUCHES ON THE DECORATIONS. MAX IS SNEAKING A COOKIE OFF A TRAY.
CARRIE: Gramma and Grampa, this is beautiful. I can't thank you enough for giving me this party. I can't think of a nicer way to say good-bye to all my friends.
SHAWN: We know all your friends would want a chance to say good-bye to you, too.
CARRIE: But, you went to so much trouble.
CAROLINE: Max did all the hard work.
CARRIE: Max, the place looks fabulous. Thank you so much.
MAX: I was glad to help... for you...
WE SEE CAROLINE AND SHAWN SUPPRESSING SMILES.
JONAH: You did a great job.
CARRIE: (TO MAX) One day I'll throw you a big party when you take off on a big adventure.
MAX: Yeah? You think I'll have a big adventure one day?
JONAH: I think it's a right of passage for the Bradys.
CARRIE: Your time will come to leave home. Then, you'll want a chance to say good-bye to the people you love.
MAX: Well, I can't wait. Anything has to be better than this.
CARRIE: Really? That's funny.
MAX: What's so funny 'bout that?
CARRIE: Because this is what I'm going to miss the most.
MAX: Having people tell you what to do and what to think all the time? I won't ever miss that.
CARRIE: I'm going to miss the security and warmth and love the Bradys have given me. (BEAT, TO JONAH) And, I'm going to miss my friends.
OUT ON JONAH.
JACK'S OFFICE. JACK IS SITTING AT HIS TERMINAL, TYPING. JENNIFER IS STANDING BEHIND HIM, READING OVER HIS SHOULDER.
JENNIFER: "Lt. Morgan of the Salem PD says it's doubtful that the stolen items will be recovered. If you have any information on this robbery, please call the CrimeTips Hotline on 555-SPD1. Donations of toys and clothing are being accepted at the Salvation Army's Maple Street Headquarters. Please call Sgt. Polinsky at 555-8288 for more information."
JACK SAVES THE FILE.
JACK: That should do it, I think.
JENNIFER: I still can't believe anyone would steal things meant for underprivileged kids. Especially during this time of year.
JACK: Must be a lot of Scrooges out there... (PUNCHING A FEW KEYS) I'll just send it off to Vern and we'll be done for the night.
JENNIFER: (RUBBING HER EYES) It's been a long day, hasn't it?
JACK STANDS UP AND STARTS PACKING HIS BRIEFCASE.
JACK: I'll say. All I want to do is go home and put my feet up. Maybe watch a little television.
JENNIFER: That sounds good. Isn't Masterpiece Theatre on?
JACK: No, that was last night. We missed it.
JENNIFER: What do you mean we missed it? It's always on Monday nights.
JACK: Today is Tuesday, hon.
JENNIFER: It is?
JENNIFER LEANS OVER THE DESK AND TURNS THE CALENDAR TOWARDS HER.
JENNIFER: It is. And December, too. I don't know what day it is anymore. (DISMAYED) Oh my gosh! I really don't know what day it is anymore! I've messed up now!
HOLD ON JENNIFER'S DISTRESS.
CUT TO: DONOVAN LIVING ROOM. EVE IS SITTING ON THE COUCH, WHILE SHANE IS ON THE PHONE, SAYING HIS GOOD-BYE'S TO ANDREW. ONE-WAY.
SHANE: Remember to say "hello" to your mother, and to give Jeannie a big kiss from us. (LAUGHING) All right, you can give her a hug instead. (BEAT) Take care, son. I love you.
SHANE HANGS UP THE PHONE, AND GOES TO SIT NEXT TO EVE ON THE COUCH.
EVE: Andrew sounded good, don't you think?
SHANE: He's definitely geared up for Christmas.
EVE: (LAUGHING) And all those presents he's expecting.
SHANE: I think we may need to add a few more items to our shopping list.
EVE: Yes, and probably a few more for Jeannie, too. It's too bad she was taking a nap.
SHANE: Even if she were awake, I don't know how much talking she'd want to do. Andrew says that some of the chicken pox bumps are inside her throat.
EVE: Poor kid. Hopefully she won't scar too much. (BEAT) I'll have to send her a "get well" gift.
EVE SMILES, THINKING ABOUT ANDREW AND JEANNIE.
SHANE: It's lovely to see you smile again, sweetheart. (BEAT) You seemed happy talking with Andrew.
EVE STOPS SMILING, AND SHIFTS, UNCOMFORTABLY.
EVE: He's a great kid. (BEAT) So, do you think we'll get another snow storm before Christmas?
SHANE: You're changing the subject.
EVE: C'mon Dad. It's just... I don't know.
SHANE: It's okay, I understand. It's been a very difficult year for everybody...
EVE: That's a definite understatement.
SHANE: Exactly! So, maybe a big, glorious Christmas celebration is just what we both need. Holiday cheer never hurt anybody. What do you think?
HOLD ON EVE'S CONTEMPLATION.
CUT TO: BRADY PUB. SHAWN AND CARRIE ARE BEHIND THE BAR, POLISHING AND ARRANGING GLASSES. JONAH IS SEATED AT A BOOTH, PLAYING WITH A STRAY PIECE OF RIBBON AND LOOKING GLUM. SHAWN LOOKS OVER AT HIM.
SHAWN: Hey, Jonah! Why the long face, lad? Is somethin' wrong?
JONAH: (ABSENTLY) Oh... nothing, Mr. Brady. Nothing at all.
SHAWN SHRUGS AND LOOKS AT CARRIE.
CARRIE: (TO SHAWN) I'll talk to him.
SHAWN: Well, we're done with these glasses. I'll go see if I can help your Grandma.
CARRIE: Thanks, Grandpa.
SHAWN EXITS AND GOES INTO THE KITCHEN. CARRIE WALKS OVER TO JONAH AND SITS ACROSS FROM HIM IN THE BOOTH.
CARRIE: (CONT'D) Look alive, Carver! There's gonna be a party in here!
JONAH: Yeah, well... I don't feel much like partying.
CARRIE: (TEASING) Jonah Carver doesn't feel like partying? Something is not right with the world.
JONAH: I'll say.
CARRIE: (SERIOUS) All right, Jonah... Are you going to tell me what's bothering you, or am I going to have to drag it out of you?
JONAH: Isn't it obvious?
CARRIE: Just tell me.
JONAH: How could you do this? How could you just drop everything and take off?
CARRIE: Come on... I'm not "dropping everything." My professors are letting me take my finals early, so I can finish the semester.
JONAH: That's just peachy.
CARRIE: (FRUSTRATED) I don't know why you're so upset. It's not like I'm going to be gone forever...
JONAH: So, how long will you be gone?
CARRIE: I'm not sure.
JONAH: Great. We're just supposed to wait until you decide to grace us with your presence again?
CARRIE: I don't expect anyone to wait around for me to do anything. (BEAT) You need a serious attitude adjustment, buster.
THE PHONE ON THE BAR RINGS.
JONAH: I guess it'll have to wait until after you answer the phone.
BEFORE CARRIE CAN RESPOND, SHAWN ENTERS FROM THE KITCHEN.
SHAWN: I'll get it!
SHAWN PICKS UP THE PHONE.
SHAWN: (CONT'D) Brady Pub. (BEAT) Roman! It's good to hear from you, son! (BEAT) Why, yes, she's right here. Just a minute... (PUTTING HIS HAND OVER THE RECEIVER) Carrie, it's your pop!
CARRIE STANDS UP AND GOES OVER TO THE BAR. SHE TAKES THE RECEIVER FROM SHAWN. CAROLINE COMES OUT OF THE KITCHEN.
CAROLINE: Did I hear you say Roman was on the phone?
SHAWN: Aye.
CAROLINE LOOKS OVER AT JONAH, WHO CONTINUES TO SULK. SHE WALKS OVER TO THE BOOTH AND PUTS HER HAND ON HIS SHOULDER.
CAROLINE: What's wrong, Jonah? This is supposed to be a happy occasion.
JONAH: How can I be happy about my best friend leaving?
CAROLINE: (SITTING DOWN ACROSS FROM JONAH) I know it's hard. We all love Carrie, and we'll miss her. (BEAT) But it's because we love her that we need to let her do what's best for her.
JONAH: That's a lot easier said than done.
JONAH LOOKS SADLY AT CARRIE. OUT ON JONAH.
BRADY PUB. CARRIE IS TALKING TO ROMAN ON THE PHONE. TWO WAY. IN PROGRESS.
CARRIE: Hi, Dad.
ROMAN: Hi, Punkin. I wanted to get my call in before everyone got there and we had to rush.
CARRIE: Good idea. How is everyone there?
ROMAN: Great. Marlena and the twins send their best.
CARRIE: Tell them I love them and give them a big hug for me.
ROMAN: Done. Are you all packed? 'Got your airline ticket? 'Some spending money?
CARRIE: I'm all set, Dad. Jonah's giving me a ride to the airport.
ROMAN: You'll call as soon as you get to your mother's?
CARRIE: Of course. You wouldn't want me to be the one to give you an ulcer.
ROMAN: Nah. That's Sammi's job. (SIGHS) You'll call at least once a week, right? Even if it's collect.
CARRIE: I promise. I'll call regularly.
ROMAN: Christmas isn't going to be the same this year without you. We'll miss you.
CARRIE: I'm gonna miss being there. Grandma and Grandpa Evans have the best Christmases.
ROMAN: Yeah. They do a good job. (BEAT) Carrie?
CARRIE: Yes, Dad?
ROMAN: I just wanted you to know... I love you.
CARRIE: I love you, too, Dad.
ROMAN: I hope you find what your looking for.
CARRIE: Me, too, Dad. (BEAT) Me, too.
HOLD ON CARRIE'S HOPEFULNESS.
GO TO: MARCUS, KAYLA AND STEPHANIE, AS THEY ENTER THE PUB. CAROLINE SEES THEM, WAVES, THEN WALKS TOWARDS THEM.
CAROLINE: (TO KAYLA AND MARCUS) You both look happy.
KAYLA: I had my interviews at the hospital today...
MARCUS: Your daughter is going to be our new head nurse.
KAYLA: We don't know that yet, Marcus.
CAROLINE: Well, I think they're fools if they don't pick you... right, Marcus?
MARCUS: (PUTTING HIS ARM AROUND KAYLA) My thought exactly.
FROM BEHIND THE BAR, SHAWN LOOKS OVER AT KAYLA AND MARCUS AND SCOWLS.
CAROLINE: (TO STEPHANIE) Sweetie, why don't you come with me into the kitchen and help me check on the cookies.
STEPHANIE: Cookies???
KAYLA AND MARCUS LAUGH AS THEY WATCH STEPHANIE SCAMPER TOWARDS THE KITCHEN; CAROLINE FOLLOWS HER GRANDDAUGHTER. MARCUS NOTICES JONAH SITING ALONE IN THE CORNER; HE AND KAYLA JOIN HIM.
MARCUS: You look pretty down, Jonah. What's up?
JONAH: How can she leave like this?
HOLD ON JONAH'S DESPAIR.
CUT TO: JACK'S OFFICE. JENNIFER IS CLUTCHING JACK'S CALENDAR TO HER CHEST. SHE STARTS PACING AND WHACKING HERSELF IN THE HEAD WITH THE CALENDAR.
JENNIFER: Stupid, stupid, stupid! How could I have done such a thing?
JACK: Jennifer, what on earth are you talking about? Everyone loses track of the days of the week.
JENNIFER COMES OVER AND POINTS AT THE CALENDAR.
JENNIFER: It's December 6th, Jack. December 6th! How did that happen?
JACK: Very easily. See, the 6th comes after the 5th, which comes after the 4th, which...
JENNIFER: (INTERRUPTING) My point exactly!
JACK: (PUZZLED) What point exactly? You've lost me again.
JENNIFER: The 4th! That's my parent's anniversary and I totally forgot about it. How could I do that? My father will probably never forgive me.
JACK: That's not true. He's been pretty busy himself lately, what with the new job and Robert being so sick. We'll make it up to him.
JENNIFER: Let's skip the television tonight and take him to dinner at Euterpe instead, okay? Rosie can watch Abby.
JACK: 'Sounds like a plan...
JENNIFER: Thank you... I'll go and call him.
JACK HUGS JENNIFER TO HIM.
JACK: Well, it won't be as romantic as our last visit to Euterpe, but... let's see if he's free.
JENNIFER GETS A GLEAM IN HER EYE.
JENNIFER: Euterpe is a pretty romantic place, isn't it? Maybe I should just run downstairs and see if Norma has any plans for tonight.
JACK HOLDS JENNIFER AT ARM'S LENGTH AND LOOKS AT HER STERNLY.
JACK: Jennifer Rose Horton Deveraux, don't you dare.
JENNIFER: (INNOCENTLY) Don't I dare what?
JACK: You know exactly what. Not tonight. And certainly not for this occasion.
OUT ON JACK'S SERIOUSNESS.
BRADY PUB. CARRIE'S PARTY. LEXIE, ABE, BO, JOHN, CANDIS AND MORGAN ARE TALKING. IN PROGRESS.
CANDIS: Didn't Anna live in Salem for a while?
BO: Yeah. Carrie was just a young girl when she and Anna showed up.
MORGAN: I didn't think Anna and Carrie got along.
JOHN: They had their differences. But, I think Carrie wants to work some of them out.
LEXIE: I hope they can. I'd hate to see Carrie come back like the person she was the last time she was with her mother.
ABE: Yeah... she seemed like a different person then...
JOHN: That won't happen this time. Carrie has different reasons for leaving.
BO: Will you excuse me? I want to see how my folks are holding up to Carrie's leaving.
BO CROSSES THE ROOM TO JOIN SIOBAHN AND SHAWN TALKING.
SIOBAHN: Carrie is such a great neighbor. I'm sorry we didn't get to be better friends while she was here.
SHAWN: I don't think she'll be gone long. Maybe she'll be able to get into the same apartment when she comes back.
SIOBAHN: I hope so. I think Jonah will be lost without her...
SHAWN: Jonah? I didn't know Carrie and Jonah were...
BO: (INTERRUPTING) Jonah and Carrie are just friends. But, if they were more than friends, Pop, would you try to push her away like you are trying to do to Kayla?
HOLD ON SHAWN.
GO TO: ABE AND LEXIE, WHO ARE TALKING WITH CARRIE.
ABE: Carrie, I hope you know that Carver and Carver is losing its most valued employee.
LEXIE: Not only that, but we'll both miss you.
CARRIE: Thanks, you guys. I'll miss you, too.
ABE: It won't be the same without you. I don't know how we'll get organized anymore.
LEXIE: The next time you see the offices, it'll be just one big pile of papers.
CARRIE: 'Sounds a lot like my dad's office. No wonder you all worked together so well.
ABE LAUGHS AND NODS.
LEXIE: Now Carrie, I want you to remember that we'll always be here if you need us... wherever you are.
ABE: And don't forget that there will be a job waiting for you when you come home, if you want it.
CARRIE: Thanks, it really means a lot to me. (BEAT) And don't worry, I'll definitely keep in touch... I'll need to get my paperwork for filing my taxes.
THEY ALL BREAK INTO LAUGHTER.
ABE: No doubt about it, we'll miss that wit of yours.
ABE OPENS HIS ARMS.
ABE: (CONT'D) Come here, you.
CARRIE GIVES ABE A BIG HUG, THEN LEXIE JOINS IN FOR A GROUP HUG. HOLD ON THE HUG.
GO TO: JOHN AND BO, WHO HAVE DRIFTED AWAY FROM THE MAIN GROUP OF PARTY GUESTS AND SIT IN THE CORNER BOOTH. LAUGHTER IS HEARD FROM SEVERAL GUESTS AS STEPHANIE AND SHAWN-DOUGLAS TRY TO BALANCE SPOONS ON THEIR NOSES. BO AND JOHN JOIN IN.
JOHN: Shawn-D seems his old self more and more these days.
BO: And I couldn't be happier. Dr. Ector has really helped him. He's helped both of us...
JOHN: I'm glad to hear that.
BO: Things are looking good for my little Sailor now. (BEAT) How about you? How is your therapy going?
JOHN: I feel the same way. James Ector is a helluva doctor. I was sure that I'd never find out anything about my past.
BO: I remember. But you've come a long way since then. Especially since finding that key in Carly's things.
JOHN: That's a fact. And Shane just told me that he has a lead on the key. (BEAT) The mystery of my past could be unlocked any day now.
OUT ON JOHN'S HOPE.
BRADY PUB. CARRIE IS SEATED IN A BOOTH ACROSS FROM KAYLA AND MARCUS. IN PROGRESS.
CARRIE: And then he went on his "dad kick." You know, making sure I have my ticket, my suitcase... my long underwear...
KAYLA: Telling you to look both ways before crossing the street...
MARCUS: (SMILING) And don't talk to any strange European men.
CARRIE: And call him every week. (BEAT) You guys get the picture.
KAYLA: (CHUCKLING) Yeah... What a hypocrite.
CARRIE: What do you mean?
KAYLA: When we were kids, I swear your dad would say, at least once a day, "Aww, Maaaaa... Stop it, I'll be fine." (BEAT) And now, to hear how he gives you the treatment... He's in for some major ribbing, the next time I talk to him.
CARRIE: Well, go easy on him. He can't help it.
SHAWN APPROACHES.
SHAWN: Carrie, your Aunt Kimmie's on the phone. Why don't you go say hello?
CARRIE: (STANDING UP) I will. (TO MARCUS AND KAYLA) 'Scuse me, guys...
KAYLA: Sure.
MARCUS: See ya.
CARRIE GOES OVER TO THE PHONE. THERE IS A BRIEF MOMENT OF UNCOMFORTABLE SILENCE BETWEEN SHAWN, MARCUS, AND KAYLA. THEN, SHAWN SPEAKS UP.
SHAWN: Are you two havin' a good time?
MARCUS: (CAUTIOUSLY) Yes, we are.
KAYLA: It's a great party, Pop.
SHAWN: Good, good. (LOOKING AT MARCUS' HALF-EMPTY GLASS) Marcus, you need a refill, there?
MARCUS: (STILL SUSPICIOUS) Um... no. (BEAT) Thanks, Shawn. I'm still working on this one.
SHAWN: Okay. Just let me know when you're ready for another.
MARCUS: Will do.
CAROLINE WALKS OVER.
CAROLINE: (TO KAYLA AND MARCUS) Pardon me, you two. (TO SHAWN) Shawn, will you help me bring the cake out now?
SHAWN: Sure, darlin'. (TO MARCUS AND KAYLA) Enjoy yourselves.
KAYLA: (AWESTRUCK) Thanks, Pop.
SHAWN AND CAROLINE WALK AWAY. MARCUS AND KAYLA LOOK AT EACH OTHER IN SURPRISE.
MARCUS: Was that your father?
KAYLA: I don't know. (BEAT) It looked like him. It sounded like him. But it sure didn't act like him.
MARCUS: Maybe it's one of those pod people from "Invasion of the Body Snatchers."
KAYLA: (ELBOWING MARCUS IN THE ARM) Marcus Hunter, you're incorrigible.
MARCUS: I'm just not sure what to say. Your father was so... civil. I might even go so far as to say that he was nice to me.
KAYLA: I know. It is quite a surprising change. I wonder what prompted it?
MARCUS: Maybe we shouldn't question why. Maybe we should just accept it.
KAYLA: Normally, I'd agree with you. But, I know my father too well. He doesn't normally change his opinion so quickly, so easily. I wonder...
HOLD ON KAYLA'S CONTEMPLATION.
GO TO: CARRIE, WHO IS HANGING UP THE PHONE AFTER TALKING TO KIMBERLY. SHE IS LOOKING FOR JONAH. SHANE SEES CARRIE AND CATCHES HER ATTENTION.
SHANE: I'm sorry to do this, Carrie, but I have to dash off.
CARRIE: Thanks for coming, Shane. I wouldn't have felt right about leaving without saying good-bye to you.
SHANE: I hope you'll have a wonderful time with Anna. It should be quite an adventure, unless Anna has changed...
CARRIE: No, Mom hasn't changed. It'll be memorable.
SHANE: Do give her my best, won't you?
CARRIE: Of course, I will. (BEAT) And, you take good care of yourself... and Eve.
SHANE: Will do.
CARRIE: Before you go, you haven't seen Jonah, have you?
SHANE: I did see a very depressed young man in a corner booth drowning his sorrows in some ginger ale.
CARRIE: (LOOKS AT THE BOOTH) Thanks again for coming, Shane.
CARRIE AND SHANE HUG. SHANE LEAVES. CARRIE GOES TO JONAH'S TABLE.
CARRIE: 'Mind some company?
JONAH: Not at all. Sit down.
CARRIE: This might come as a surprise, but parties are s'pose to be fun. You know... laughing, smiling, talking, feeling good.
JONAH: It's hard to have a good time when your best friend is leaving you.
CARRIE: Jonah, this isn't about you. It's about me.
JONAH: I'm still going to miss you.
CARRIE: I'll miss you, too. But, Jonah, you've always known what you wanted to do with your life. I remember when you were twelve and you told me you were going to be a doctor. (BEAT) I haven't been that lucky.
JONAH: How is going to your mom's going to change that?
CARRIE: It's a different atmosphere. (BEAT) Maybe if I am away from Salem and away from the same problems I can get a different perspective on my life.
JONAH: Maybe.
CARRIE: This trip is really important to me. Can't you be happy for me?
OUT ON CARRIE'S QUESTION.
CUT TO: EUTERPE. JASMIN IS AT THE BAR, TALKING TO KEN. EVE APPROACHES, SMILING. JASMIN IS SUSPICIOUS, AND JUMPS ON THE DEFENSIVE.
JASMIN: Don't worry, Eve, I'm on my break.
EVE: (STILL SMILING) Sure, no problem!
JASMIN AND KEN LOOK AT ONE ANOTHER IN DISBELIEF.
EVE: (CONT') How's everything going?
KEN: (HESITANTLY) Um... Just fine. Not a great crowd, but not bad, either.
EVE: Good. I'm glad to hear it.
JASMIN: Eve, are you feeling okay?
EVE: (IGNORING JASMIN'S QUESTION) Jasmin, Jasmin, Jasmin... I want to get your opinion about something.
JASMIN: (SHOCKED) You want... my opinion?
EVE: Yes. I had some ideas about Christmas decorations, and...
JASMIN: You want my opinion about decorations?
EVE: Why, yes! I was thinking...
EVE LEADS A STUNNED JASMIN AWAY FROM THE BAR, CONTINUING TO TALK ABOUT DECORATIONS. IAN WALKS UP TO KEN.
IAN: So, what's Eve... um... discussing with Jasmin now? It must be pretty important. Jasmin isn't even fighting back...
KEN: I think they're talking about... decorations.
IAN: Decorations?
KEN: Yeah. Eve wanted to ask Jasmin's opinion...
IAN: Whoa, say no more. I don't wanna miss this...
IAN WALKS UP BEHIND EVE AND JASMIN AND PUTS HIS ARMS ON THEIR SHOULDERS.
IAN: (CONT'D) Hello, ladies!
EVE: Oh, Ian, there you are! I need to talk to you. (TO JASMIN) We'll talk more later, 'kay?
JASMIN: (STILL IN SHOCK) 'Kay.
EVE PUTS HER ARM AROUND IAN AND LEADS HIM TOWARD THE SOUND BOOTH.
EVE: Now, Ian, I think we need to get a little more in the spirit around here...
IAN: Spirit?
EVE: Christmas, silly! We need some more Christmas music!
IAN: (SMILING) Okay, Eve. 'Sounds like a good idea to me.
EVE: Good!
IAN: (AMUSED) Tell me, what's gotten into you tonight?
BEFORE EVE CAN ANSWER, IAN NOTICES JACK, JENNIFER, AND BILL ENTERING. KNOWING HOW EVE FEELS ABOUT THE DEVERAUXS, HE IS UNABLE TO KEEP HIS SMILE FROM FADING. EVE TURNS AND FOLLOWS IAN'S GAZE.
EVE: (CHEERFULLY) Oh, customers! Sorry, duty calls!
GO TO: ENTRY. JACK, JENNIFER, AND BILL ARE WAITING TO BE SEATED. JACK AND JENNIFER SEE EVE APPROACHING.
JACK: Oh, no... The ex-wife from hell.
JENNIFER: And she's... smiling.
JACK: Even worse. (BEAT) Perhaps I should go check on my car...
EVE REACHES THE ENTRY AND PICKS UP THREE MENUS.
EVE: (HAPPILY) Good evening! Three for dinner?
BILL: Yes.
EVE: How are you all doing tonight?
BILL: Just fine, thank you.
EVE'S DEMEANOR HAS RENDERED JACK AND JENNIFER SPEECHLESS.
EVE: (STILL SMILING) Wonderful. Please, right this way...
BILL FOLLOWS EVE. JACK AND JENNIFER HANG BACK MOMENTARILY, LOOKING AT EACH OTHER IN DISBELIEF.
JACK: Who is that woman, and what has she done with the real Eve Donovan?
JENNIFER: I don't know.
OUT ON JACK AND JENNIFER'S SURPRISE.
EUTERPE. JACK, JENNIFER, AND BILL ARE SEATED AT A TABLE. THEY LOOK THROUGH THEIR MENUS. JENNIFER, APPEARS NERVOUS, AND IS EXTRA CHATTY. BILL IS DISTRACTED.
JENNIFER: What sounds good to you, Dad?
BILL: Hmm... I think I'm going to order the special. What about you, honey?
JENNIFER: I'm in a pasta mood. Maybe the pasta primavera.
JACK: Good choice. The scallops in garlic and wine sauce sounds appetizing, too.
JENNIFER: That's Grandma's favorite, isn't it Dad?
BILL: What? I'm sorry, Jenn, you said...
JENNIFER: That's all right. I was just saying how the scallops were Grandma's favorite.
BILL: Yes, I suppose so.
JENNIFER: Speaking of Grandma...
JACK: (SOTTO VOCE) Were we?
JENNIFER KICKS JACK UNDER THE TABLE, AND HE VISIBLY REACTS.
JENNIFER: Don't you think she made it through Thanksgiving wonderfully?
BILL: Yes, she was quite the trooper.
JENNIFER: You know, I asked her to join us for dinner tonight, but she declined.
BILL: Oh?
JENNIFER: She already had a dinner date... with Norm.
JACK NEARLY CHOKES WHILE DRINKING HIS WATER. JENNIFER GIVES HIM A SEMI-DIRTY LOOK.
JENNIFER: (CONT'D) She's making a beef stew, and promised Norm the bones after she was finished.
BILL PUTS A REASSURING HAND ON JENNIFER'S SHOULDER.
BILL: It's okay, sweetheart. You don't have to do this.
JENNIFER: (INNOCENTLY) Do what, Dad?
BILL: This idle chit-chat.
JENNIFER: I wasn't rambling, was I?
BILL: Don't worry. I know why you asked me to dinner tonight.
JENNIFER: (STARTING TO GET SLIGHTLY RED IN THE FACE) I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't mean to...
BILL: Jennifer, I'm glad you asked me.
BILL LOOKS FROM JENNIFER, TO JACK.
BILL: (CONT'D) Being with my family means a lot...
JENNIFER PUTS HER HAND ON BILL'S. JACK CLEARS HIS THROAT.
JACK: Have you gone to see her?
JENNIFER: Jack!
BILL: That's okay, Jennifer. (BEAT) Yes, Jack, I did go to visit Laura over the weekend.
JENNIFER: How was she?
BILL: No change.
JACK: I'm sorry.
BILL: I'm always a little hopeful that there might be a glimmer of recognition in her face.
JENNIFER: That must have been tough.
BILL: It was. (SIGHS) But, at least I have so many happy memories of her. (BEAT) And a beautiful daughter to show for the love we shared.
HOLD ON BILL AND JENNIFER, SHARING A TENDER MOMENT.
CUT TO: JANET'S OFFICE. JANET IS AT HER DESK, RUBBING HER EYES FROM EXHAUSTION.
JANET: (SIGHING) If I never hear the word "carjacking" again, it'll be too soon.
JANET CLOSES THE FOLDER IN FRONT OF HER, AND MOVES IT ASIDE. SHE PICKS UP THE NEXT FOLDER AND OPENS IT.
JANET: (CONT'D) Let's see what Wisniewski and Brady have to say today...
JANET STARTS TO READ THROUGH THE REPORT.
JANET: (CONT'D) Brady, you've improved a lot in the past year, but you still can't type worth a damn.
JANET GOES BACK TO READING, BUT IS STARTLED BY A KNOCK. THE DOOR OPENS, AND SHANE ENTERS.
SHANE: May I come in?
HOLD ON JANET'S SMILE.
CUT TO: BRADY PUB. THE CROWD ASSEMBLES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM AS SHAWN AND CAROLINE CARRY OUT A SHEET CAKE DECORATED WITH PLASTIC AIRPLANES THAT SAYS "BON VOYAGE AND GOOD LUCK CARRIE". EVERYONE APPLAUDS AS CARRIE BLUSHES. CARRIE TRIES TO FADE INTO THE CROWD, BUT JOHN PLAYFULLY GRABS HER AND TURNS HER AROUND.
JOHN: Oh no you don't. You're the guest of honor.
EVERYONE LAUGHS AND CARRIE, LAUGHING TOO, THROWS UP HER HANDS IN SURRENDER.
CARRIE: I give up!
SHAWN AND CAROLINE PUT THE CAKE DOWN AND SHAWN REACHES OUT TO HUG CARRIE TO HIM.
SHAWN: Now if I could have your attention everyone, there's something I'll be wantin' to say about this young lady here.
CARRIE BLUSHES EVEN MORE.
CARRIE: Grandpa, no! Let's just cut the cake.
SHAWN-DOUGLAS AND STEPHANIE ELBOW THEIR WAY TO THE FRONT OF THE CROWD AND SHOUT IN UNISON.
SHAWN-D: Yeah, cut the cake!
STEPHANIE: Yeah, cut the cake!
SHAWN: In a minute. (CLEARING HIS THROAT) I just want to say that Caroline and I are very proud of Carrie. She's our eldest grandchild and always willing to help and set a good example for the other kids.
MAX ROLLS HIS EYES. CARRIE CATCHES HIM AND GIVES HIM A LOOK TO STOP IT.
MAX: Yeah, and she's doing it right now. She never quits.
JOHN AND BO TRY TO HIDE THEIR GRINS. CARRIE GIGGLES OUTRIGHT.
SHAWN: I know her parents are as proud of her as we are. I'm not saying we're glad to see her go. No, not at all. Salem won't be the same without Carrie Brady's smiling face.
JONAH LOOKS MOROSE. ABE PUTS HIS ARM AROUND JONAH'S SHOULDERS. LEXIE SMILES AT THE BROTHERS.
SHAWN: (CONT'D) But we love her and if there's something she wants, we support her all the way.
KAYLA AND MARCUS EXCHANGE LOOKS.
KAYLA: (WHISPERING) I guess it's easier to do with a granddaughter.
MARCUS SQUEEZES KAYLA'S HAND IN SUPPORT.
SHAWN: And now I would like to...
CAROLINE: (INTERRUPTING) Cut the cake, right?
SHAWN LOOKS LIKE THE WIND HAS BEEN TAKEN OUT OF HIS SAILS. EVERYONE APPLAUDS AGAIN AS CARRIE AND CAROLINE START TO CUT THE CAKE. OUT ON THE HAPPY PARTY GUESTS.
JANET'S OFFICE. SHANE IS NOW SITTING IN A CHAIR IN FRONT OF JANET'S DESK.
JANET: So, what brings you 'round this neck of the woods, Shane?
SHANE: I have decided to throw myself at the mercy of the law...
JANET: This should be interesting.
SHANE: And ask if you would like to join me for supper this evening.
JANET: (SMILING) Why, thank you. I'd love to, but I'm afraid I can't.
SHANE: Don't tell me you're working late again.
JANET: 'Afraid so. These carjacking cases aren't solving themselves.
SHANE: Still no suspect?
JANET: No, and I'm at my wit's end. (BEAT) You know, Captain Donovan, if you can help me solve these cases, I'll buy you dinner.
SHANE: (PLAYFULLY) I could possibly be coerced into showing some interdepartmental cooperation.
JANET: I could really use another brain.
SHANE: Is that all I am to you? A mass of cerebral cortex?
JANET: (LAUGHING) Of course not.
SHANE: What do you say we order some Chinese take-out, and put both our grey matters to work.
JANET: I say: I'll order, while (JANET HANDS SHANE THE FILE) you mind meld with this.
SHANE OPENS THE FILE, WHILE JANET PICKS UP THE TELEPHONE RECEIVER AND DIALS. HOLD ON JANET, SNEAKING A QUICK SMILE IN SHANE'S DIRECTION.
CUT TO: BRADY PUB. EVERYONE IS SEATED, ENJOYING THE CAKE AND OTHER REFRESHMENTS. JOHN AND BO ARE SITTING IN A BOOTH WITH SHAWN-DOUGLAS AND BRADY.
SHAWN-D: Can I have more cake, Papa?
BO: More cake? Sailor, where do you put it? That was your second piece.
SHAWN-D: But it's really good cake, Papa.
BO: (LAUGHING) Oh all right, run and ask your Grandma if there's enough.
SHAWN-DOUGLAS RUNS OFF WITH HIS PLATE. BO TURNS BACK TO SEE BRADY, STANDING IN JOHN'S LAP, MASHING CAKE AGAINST HIS HEAD. BO STARTS LAUGHING AS JOHN TRIES TO AVOID GETTING DIRTY HIMSELF.
JOHN: Brady, no! C'mon, I thought we were past the wearing food stage. You're supposed to eat it.
BO: Give it up, John. You're gonna get slimed.
CARRIE COMES UP AND STARTS LAUGHING ALSO.
CARRIE: What happened to Brady?!
JOHN: The cake monster...
CARRIE LOOKS AROUND THE ROOM, AS IF TRYING TO MEMORIZE THE FACES OF HER FAMILY AND FRIENDS.
CARRIE: Well, this is it, I guess.
BO STANDS UP AND GIVES CARRIE A BEAR HUG.
BO: Good luck, Carrie. Be careful of those European men, okay?
CARRIE: (LAUGHING) Oh, rats, do I have to? (BEAT, SERIOUS) Thanks for being here, Uncle Bo.
BO: Any time, kid. Just don't stay away forever.
CARRIE: I won't.
BO TURNS AND TAKES BRADY OUT OF JOHN'S ARMS.
BO: (CONT'D) I'll take the Slugger here into the kitchen so you two can have a moment alone. I have a feeling only running water can help at this point.
BO HEADS TOWARDS THE KITCHEN WITH BRADY AT ARM'S LENGTH.
JOHN: Well, I guess this is the time for me to wish you luck and safe travels...
CARRIE: Yeah, I guess so.
JOHN: I'm really gonna miss you, Punkin. (BEAT) I still remember the last time you left to go stay with Anna.
CARRIE: I know. Me, too.
JOHN: Saying good-bye was hard enough then. (BEAT) It doesn't get any easier.
CARRIE: Then let's not say good-bye. Let's just say, "See you later."
JOHN: (SMILING) Deal. (BEAT) We've been through quite a lot together, haven't we?
CARRIE: We sure have.
JOHN: I got to watch you grow up into a beautiful young lady. And it may not be my place, since I'm not really your dad, but I've just gotta say that I'm damn proud of you.
THEY HUG. CARRIE'S EYES START TO WELL WITH TEARS.
CARRIE: Thank you. (BEAT) And don't ever think you're out of place feeling that way. You didn't just watch me grow up, you were there to raise me. I'll never forget that.
JOHN: You're the closest thing I have to a daughter. (BEAT) At least... as far as I know.
THEY SEPARATE.
CARRIE: That reminds me... Just because I'm on another continent doesn't mean that our deal's off. I expect to hear from you when you discover anything more about your past.
JOHN: If I discover anything...
CARRIE: When you discover anything. I have faith in you.
JOHN: Thanks.
CARRIE: You have the number, right?
JOHN: Right.
CARRIE: And you promise to call...
JOHN: I promise. (BEAT) The same goes for you, too. When you find those answers you're looking for, Brady and I wanna hear about it.
CARRIE: Deal.
JOHN: I guess we're both looking for a part of our lives, huh? I'm looking for my past, and you're looking for your future.
CARRIE: Yeah. (BEAT) Hopefully, when we see each other again, we both will have found what we're looking for.
JOHN: Hopefully, we will. (BEAT) I just hope it won't be too long.
CARRIE: Me, too.
THEY LOOK AT EACH OTHER FOR A MOMENT, THEN EMBRACE. BOTH OF THEM ARE CRYING.
JOHN: I love you, Carrie.
CARRIE: I love you, too, John.
HOLD ON CARRIE'S FACE. AND OUT. FADE TO BLACK.