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Episode #VS703


Hold That Thought

Crossing Jordan Virtual Season 7

“Dinner for Two”

“Crossing Jordan Virtual Season 7” is a fan-based effort not intended to infringe on the rights of Tailwind Productions, NBC/Universal or any of the other copyright holders of “Crossing Jordan.” No money was made from the writing or posting of any content.

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

Jordan Cavanaugh
Woody Hoyt
Garret Macy
Nigel Townsend
Kate Switzer
Mahesh “Bug” Vijayaraghavensatanaryanamurthy
Lily Lebowski

Matt Seely
Officer A
Officer B
SWAT team
Mario Batali
Charles Davenport
Charles Davenport’s date
Mrs. Davenport
Margo Trent
Margo Trent’s Receptionist
Morgue Attendant
CSU team
Various police officers
Robert Tilly

SET LIST

INTERIORS
THE MORGUE
     JORDAN’S OFFICE
     GARRET’S OFFICE
     CONFERENCE ROOM
     HALLWAY
     BREAK ROOM
     AUTOPSY ONE
     TRACE
     FREIGHT ELEVATOR

THE PRECINCT
     INTERVIEW ONE
     VARIOUS HALLWAY
     WOODY’S OFFICE

L’ESPALIER RESTAURANT

OFFICES OF DAVENPORT AND TRENT
     RECEPTION
     MARGO TRENT’S OFFICE

EXTERIORS
     ROBERT TILLY’S HOUSE
     IN FRONT OF L’ESPALIER
     BOSTON SKYLINE

TEASER

1. EXT. FRONT OF ROBERT TILLY’S HOUSE - AFTERNOON

We see the exterior of a clapboard house in inner city neighborhood. Police cruisers line the street. Police officers have guns trained on the house. WOODY’S issue Stratus is front and center. WOODY and JORDAN are standing, apart, behind the vehicle. Both are frowning. Two uniformed officers are within the frame. WOODY has a megaphone.

 

WOODY
(in megaphone)
Robert Tilly! This is your last chance come out quietly and nobody will get hurt!


JORDAN
(to WOODY)
I’m beginning to think you learned how to handle standoffs from watching Dragnet reruns.


WOODY
(frustrated)
Don’t start, Jordan. I’m not in the mood.


JORDAN
(nagging)
I’m just saying I think it’s time to change your tactics.


WOODY
For your information, I’ve been very well trained in situations like this. (sighs, looking at the house) Trust me, it’s working.


JORDAN
Working? Right. Do you realize nothing’s moved in there in almost two hours?


WOODY
I didn’t realize I was being timed.


JORDAN
A wife murderer is in there probably kicked back watching The Young and Restless while we get shin splints hiding behind this car.


WOODY
If you’re that uncomfortable you can just leave.


JORDAN
And have nothing to show for the last two hours of my life? I don’t think so.


WOODY
Then just stand back and let me handle this.

 

OFFICER A and OFFICER B start looking uncomfortable being in the middle of a brewing argument.

 

JORDAN
He did it. Tilly shot his wife in the head. Then went to the corner bar and played pool like it was nothing….

WOODY
His guilt or innocence is for the courts to decide. (in megaphone) Robert Tilly! I’m going you five minutes to before I send in the SWAT team.

JORDAN
….You’re going about this all wrong.


WOODY
Why are you acting like this?


JORDAN
How do you want me to act?


WOODY
(sarcastically)
Oh, I don’t know. Maybe like you remember you’re the medical examiner, I’m the police officer, and you’re here only as a professional courtesy.


JORDAN
Must’ve missed that memo. I’m just saying….


WOODY
When they hand you a POLICE badge, you can tell me how to do my job. Until then…

JORDAN rolls her eyes and WOODY lifts the megaphone to his mouth one more time.

WOODY (cont’d)
Robert Tilly…


JORDAN
(to OFFICERS A and B)
Do either of you smoke?

Got a cigarette?OFFICER A fumbles in his pocket producing a pack of cigarettes. Offers one to JORDAN. She takes the entire pack instead. She puts one cigarette in her mouth and smiles for a light. OFFICER A hands her a lighter. She lights the cigarette taking a long drag off it.


WOODY
(in megaphone)
WHOA! (takes megaphone away from his mouth) Whoa, whoa, whoa! What the hell are you doing?


JORDAN
What you and your extensive training seem to be having difficult doing. Getting Tilly out of the house.

WOODY confused look. JORDAN finds her own badge and hangs around her neck.

JORDAN
(around cigarette)
When I opened Nora Tilly up I noticed she had the lungs of a chain smoker. (holds up hands) Yet, her finger tips weren’t nicotine stained. It only goes to figure that her loving husband is the smoker in the family. And I bet my own badge that right about now he’s dying for one.

JORDAN walks around the end of the car before WOODY can stop her.

JORDAN
I’ll be right back.

WOODY
No, no, no! You’re not…damn.

JORDAN flashes him a smile over her shoulder. WOODY and OFFICERS A and B hunker down behind the car.


WOODY
(to all officers present)
If a curtain so much as moves…Take. Him. Out.

JORDAN walks up to the sidewalk and stops in front of house)


JORDAN
Robert! Hey, my name’s Jordan. I don’t know about you, but I could really use a break right about now.


WOODY
(muttering to officers)
This goes against everything in the book.

(OFFICERS A and B re-train guns on the house)

JORDAN
(puffs on cigarette, then coughs)
What do you say, Robert? Let’s you and me have a smoke and talk.


WOODY
This is not happening. I’m going to lose my badge and then Macy is going to skin me alive.


JORDAN
Come on Bob. I can call you Bob, can’t I? (Makes a show of sitting on the first step of the porch and smoking) I understand that when you argue with someone you love it can be easy to let it get out of hand. I know you didn’t mean it happened. It just did.


OFFICER A
(to WOODY)
Is she always this crazy?

WOODY sighs deeply.

JORDAN
Bob? Just you and me. A little talk. (she holds up the pack of cigarettes, waving it) What do you say?

The door cracks open and TILLY walks out his hands up.

OFFICER B
I’ll be damned.

SWAT team rushes TILLY, JORDAN flashes WOODY a smug grin.

 


Crossing Jordan Theme

END OF TEASER

 

 

ACT 1

2. EXT. – ROBERT TILLY’S HOUSE – MOMENTS AFTER TEASER.

TILLY is being put into police car. WOODY and JORDAN are watching.

JORDAN hands cigarettes to OFFICER A, with charming smile.


JORDAN
Thanks.

OFFICER A smiles in return.


WOODY
(cuts off them off)
Just what the hell were you thinking?


JORDAN
Lunch, if you want to be honest. (one last smile to OFFICER A) I’m STARVING. I haven’t had anything to eat since breakfast. You and your marathon arrest have left me a little hungry.

JORDAN takes one last drag off of cigarette to piss him off. WOODY waves his hand at the smoke.

WOODY
(scolding)
That had to be the most idiotic thing I’ve ever seen.

JORDAN
(grinds out cigarette with toe)
It worked, didn’t it?

WOODY
That is not the point (points at cigarette) and that is littering.

JORDAN
Write me a ticket.

WOODY
Tilly already killed once…

JORDAN
(sarcastically)
I thought you said that’s for the courts to decide…

WOODY points a finger at the house and takes a step closer to JORDAN.

WOODY
YOU went against every protocol out there and not only put yourself in danger but MY men as well.

JORDAN
(toe to toe and in WOODY’S face)
Well, excuse me for ending this without any blood shed. I’ll try better next time!

WOODY
(in JORDAN’S face)
Next time?! From now on you leave the police work to the people who are trained!

JORDAN
(hands on hips)
You’ll have to show me in the training manual where it says that you tie up half the damn force and stand there for two hours.

WOODY
(yelling)
At least I have a manual and am not flying by the seat of my pants with nothing but a pack of stolen cigarettes!!

JORDAN
(yelling)
I didn’t steal anything!! (looks at OFFICER A who looks very uncomfortable) Right?!

WOODY
(waves it off)
Semantics.

JORDAN
Admit it. You’re angry because I got results and you didn’t.

WOODY (scrubs hand over face)
How the hell am I going to explain this in my report?

JORDAN
(haughty)
Not my problem. If you’ll excuse me I’m going to congratulate myself with a hot chicken hoagie. I’d ask you to join me but I’m afraid you’ve got some ‘splainin’ to do in your report.

WOODY
Don’t expect me put a good word about you in there.

JORDAN
Afraid they might just give me a medal?

WOODY
Not if I have anything to say about it!


JORDAN
Fine!

WOODY
Fine!

JORDAN
Seven o’clock and don’t be late!

JORDAN stomps off.

WOODY
(yelling after her)
Jus...just be ready!

OFFICER A
(frightened)
What happens at seven?

WOODY
(Growls)
First date.

 


3. EXT. BOSTON SKYLINE - DUSK

4. INT. HALLWAY - DUSK

GARRET steps out of his office with a pile of papers. NIGEL is there with his coffee cup and tea bag. The hallway is busy with people leaving for the day. NIGEL is watching the closed door of JORDAN’S OFFICE.

GARRET
Nigel, what you are doing?

NIGEL
(slick grin)
I wouldn’t miss this for the world...

LILY appears behind GARRET. She holds a stack of pink while-you-where-out slips. She hands them to GARRET.

LILY
(hands on hips)
He’s called again. Twice. In the last hour.

GARRET reads messages, amused, but will be glad when this is over. BUG enters wearing his jacket.

NIGEL
He’s definitely not taking any chances. Is he?

LILY
I think it’s romantic.

BUG
(bored)
I just think it’s long over due.


NIGEL
(cunning)
I hear dispatch is giving it even odds. But the lab is paying three to one on a no show. If you hurry you can still...

GARRET frowns, effectively cutting NIGEL off.

GARRET
It’s late, Lily. Why don’t you go home?

LILY
(leans against the wall)
I already told the sitter I’m going to be…

GARRET gives LILY an authoritative look.

LILY (cont’d)
I’ll just go see if there’s anything left to do.

LILY exits.


GARRET
(to NIGEL and BUG)
And I’m sure you two’ve got better things to do then standing here.

BUG points to the elevator, but still looks toward JORDAN’S OFFICE.

BUG
Ah, pick up at the medical plaza down at General. I’m just waiting for an orderly.

NIGEL looks like he wants to argue but shuffles off. GARRET leaves BUG and weaves his way to JORDAN’S OFFICE and pushes open the door.

Oh Yeah - Yello


5. INT. JORDAN’S OFFICE – IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWING PREVIOUS SCENE

MUSIC starts- Oh Yeah by Yello.

From GARRET’S POV we see JORDAN’S freshly pedicured feet in strappy high heels.

JORDAN
(in voice over, she sounds agitated)
No, that’s not good enough.

Oh Yeah!We move up to smooth legs and the bottom of a knock out date dress.

JORDAN (cont’d)
(shouting)
You don’t understand!

We finally see JORDAN’s face, polished hair and makeup.

JORDAN (cont’d)
Two days. That’s it or I’m coming down there and...hello...? Hello?!

She hangs up phone with a slam.

JORDAN (cont’d)
(mutters)
They hung up on me....

GARRET
Problems?

JORDAN straightens her desk, obviously filled with nervous energy

JORDAN
Nothing a six gauge and about nineteen political favors couldn’t cure. What’s up?

GARRET
Nothing.

JORDAN looks slightly disappointed.

GARRET holds up slips of paper.

GARRET (cont’d)
I’ve been asked to make sure you don’t make a break for it. But if you want I can probably send you with Bug to General for a transport….

JORDAN
(looks tempted but smiles softly)
No, he’s probably bribed the garage attendant not to open the gate. He still hasn’t forgiven me for that whole Governor’s Ball thing.

GARRET
I heard you two really went at it this morning. No battery charges were filed. I’m impressed.

JORDAN
(lopsided smile)
Cop, coroner. Cop, coroner. Same song, different verse.

GARRET smiles remembering having similar arguments.


GARRET
You look beautiful.


JORDAN
(soft face)
Thank you.


GARRET
So this is it. The Big Date.


JORDAN
Yeah....


GARRET
If the buzz around here is any indication, it’s the next most exciting thing that’s happened here since the Sox won the series. And almost as lucrative.

JORDAN
(rolls eyes)
It’s not like we haven’t gone out to eat before.

GARRET eyes dress again as if to say ‘right.’

JORDAN
(slightly frustrated)
Okay. It’s a date. A real.....date. Did I tell you he has reservations at L’Espalier?

GARRET
L‘Espalier? I heard the waiting list for reservations unbelievable. How’d he get in?

JORDAN
I think he’s washing Renee Walcott’s car for a month.

GARRET chuckles.

JORDAN (cont’d)
When I said I wanted to go out a real date, I didn’t think it would be this…involved.

GARRET
You have to admit it’s been a long time coming.

JORDAN
(lost look)
I think I’m going to be sick.

GARRET
You’ll be fine Jordan. Just breathe.

NIGEL
(peeks in from the doorway)
And ruin the line of the dress? Heavens no. I thought you’d like to know, Woodrow just stepped out of the elevator.

JORDAN takes a deep breath. GARRET kisses her on the forehead.

JORDAN
If you’re about to tell me to be in by curfew and to call if I need anything, you can save it.

GARRET
(smile)
No, but I will have my cell on if you need me. Relax and have fun. Remember its only dinner.


GARRET exits. JORDAN fidgets with the snow globe on her desk.

Off scene, WOODY cheerily greets GARRET in the hallway. JORDAN almost drops snow globe putting it back.

WOODY enters wearing a good suit and a fresh hair cut, carrying a bunch of roses and a box of chocolates. He looks thunderstruck. JORDAN jokingly turns around so he can get the full affect

WOODY
You look amazing.

Self-conscious, JORDAN gives him a nervous smile.


JORDAN
(quips)
What? No ‘hot damn’.

WOODY
(sexy smile)
I thought I’d save that for later.

JORDAN
You clean up pretty good yourself.

WOODY
(holds out flowers)
I want to apologize again for this morning.

JORDAN
(takes flowers)
You already have…at least dozen times.

WOODY
I don’t want any more misunderstandings between us Jordan.

JORDAN
(touches his cheek)
I know, and that means a lot. Thank you.

WOODY blushes and almost as an afterthought he holds out the box of chocolates.


JORDAN
You remembered.


WOODY
I didn’t know what kind you like…so I had them mix them up.

JORDAN flashes him an ain’t-that-sweet smile and opens the box.

JORDAN
Thank you.

Politely, JORDAN take out a piece and bites it.

JORDAN (cont’d)
My favorite!

There is a dot of chocolate on her lip.

WOODY
(touches the side of his own mouth)
You’ve got a little chocolate...

JORDAN
(big eyes, running her tongue over her lips.)
Where?

WOODY
(slow smile)
Do that again.

JORDAN licks the corner of her lips again.

JORDAN
It’s still there?

WOODY
No, but you’re turning me on.


JORDAN laughs in spite of her herself.

JORDAN
See if I offer you any…


JORDAN holds up her hand to ward off the smart-ass answer she felt certain was coming. WOODY only smiles.

JORDAN (cont’d)
I think we’d better go.

WOODY
(checks his watch)
The reservations are in a half hour. Are you ready?

JORDAN
(picking up her evening bag)
Let’s do this.

WOODY holds out his arm and she takes it. They leave the office.

 

6. INT. HALLWAY – IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWING PREVIOUS SCENE

NIGEL, SIDNEY, LILY and BUG are standing. BUG looks at the other three like they’re crazy.


BUG
(mumbles)
….Pick up. General….

Nobody seems interested and BUG walks away. LILY holds her hands to her chest and sighs.

JORDAN smiles at them all as they walk past to the elevator. Elevator doors close around them NIGEL wordlessly holds out his hand SIDNEY slaps money in it and stomps away.

NIGEL gives a smug smile before pushing away leaving LILY watching the elevator with a dreamy look on her face)

 


7. INT. L”ESPALIER RESTAURANT – ABOUT 8 PM

The restaurant is crowded. There is romantic lighting, soft music, clang of silverware. JORDAN sits opposite WOODY at a candle-lit table. They’re awkwardly silent. Both look like they wish they were anywhere other than there.

JORDAN has her elbow on the table with wineglass dangling in her hand. She looks at WOODY with a scowl. WOODY is picking at the food on his plate. It’s obvious he’s clueless as to how to deal the artistically-plated food.

JORDAN smiles as a couple walk passed the table. WOODY holds a sea-urchin shell up in confusion.

JORDAN takes a healthy drink of wine and looks longingly over WOODY’S shoulder at another couple, DAVENPORT and his DATE, who are obviously enjoying each other’s company. She sighs.

JORDAN
(mutters under her breath)
This is a disaster.


JORDAN fantasizes that the sea-urchin is alive and spits in WOODY’S face. She quirks a tiny smile.

WOODY puts urchin shell and fork down like it’s something disgusting.

WOODY
Interesting place, huh?

JORDAN snaps out of daydream with false brightness.

JORDAN
Ah, yeah….very. How’s your…What did you order again?

WOODY
(doleful)
I have no idea. Yours?

JORDAN
(fidgets, looking at her plate.)
Um... great.

WOODY JORDAN
Jordan…. You know….


CHEF MARIO BATALI interrupts by walks up to table and stopping. He smiles at JORDAN, who returns it.

MARIO BATALI
(charismatically to JORDAN)
Ah, Costoletta di Vitello alla Valdostana, one of my favorites. Please tell me I can sleep sound tonight knowing that a beautiful woman has enjoyed my veal crops.

JORDAN
(charmingly to MARIO BATALI)
Il favorful delizioso, molto tenero.

MARIO BATALI
(with slight bow)
Sono onorato, bella signora

JORDAN
Grazi


ChefWOODY clears his throat, attention turns to that end of the table. WOODY and MARIO BATALI adlib the preparation of WOODY’S dinner, which is totally over WOODY’S head. Out of JORDAN’S POV we see DAVENPORT and DATE paying his bill and getting ready to leave.

MARIO BATATI
I hope you both will recommend my little place here.
.

JORDAN
Of course. To everyone we meet.

MARIO BATALI leaves to go to the next table.


WOODY
(genuine smile)
You do realize most everyone we meet is dead.


JORDAN
Minor technicality.

DAVENPORT and DATE walks past table JORDAN’s eyes lock with the man and he nods in greeting.


WOODY
Friend?


JORDAN
I’ve never seen him before in my life. It’s just…


WOODY
(distracted with the food again)
What?


JORDAN
(puts her napkin along side of plate)
You know if we pay the check right now we can be to Fenway before the beginning of the fourth inning.


WOODY
Baseball? Do you know what I had to do to get these reservations? (beat) Don’t you think we’re little over dressed for the ball park?


JORDAN
(looking at Woody’s full plate)
What if I said the beer and hotdogs are on me?

Hot Dogs Are On Me


WOODY
(raising his hand)
Check, please!

Out of view there the sound of gunshots and a scream. WOODY stands to investigate and JORDAN is close on his heels.

 

Scene of the crime8. EXT. IN FRONT OF L’ESPALIER – MOMENTS LATER

In front of the restaurant people milling in shock. DAVENPORT is on the sidewalk, facedown on the ground. His DATE is leaning over him, screaming.

WOODY
(pulls out badge)
Stand back! Stand back!

JORDAN kneels down next to the body. WOODY helps woman up looking around for shooter. Jordan checks for pulse.


JORDAN (to WOODY)
He’s dead.

The DATE screams, wrapping her arms around WOODY, who rolls his eyes as if this date couldn‘t get worse.


WOODY (to JORDAN)
I guess this means we don‘t have to worry about tunnel traffic.

JORDAN rolls her lips letting him know the game is out.

END OF ACT ONE

 

 


ACT TWO

9. INT. FREIGHT ELEVATOR - EVENING

BUG and MORGUE ATTENDANT wheel gurney with body bag off. There is a noticeably large bump in the abdomen area of the body under the body bag.

NIGEL enters.

NIGEL
I just checked my messages. Is this him?

BUG
(Big grin)
The same

NIGEL
You were pretty vague. I thought this was just a pick up. What’s the big mystery?

NIGEL reaches for the zipper on the bag BUG slaps his hand back.

BUG
I have to put up with your theatrics. Now, it’s my turn.

NIGEL leans back with arms folded, amused.


NIGEL
Very well, you have my undivided attention.


BUG
May I present, Mr. Peter Parker.


NIGEL
THE Peter Parker…?

NIGEL reaches for zipper again, once more BUG slaps it back. This time NIGEL looks hurt.

BUG
Mr. Parker dropped dead in front of his therapist’s office. The doctor found him as he was leaving for the evening.

NIGEL looks expectantly, like he’s waiting for the punch line.

BUG
(moving along)
It would appear Mr. Parker was being treated for a very particular condition.

NIGEL
Spidey-sense?


BUG makes a production of opening the bag and revealing the body. It is a diminutive male with what appears to be a very pregnant abdomen.


NIGEL (cont’d)
Sweet Nancy.

 

10. EXT. IN FRONT OF L’ESPALIER – ABOUT 8:30 PM

There are flashing police lights, CSU TEAM MEMBERS taking pictures, POLICE OFFICERS questioning witnesses. POLICE OFFICER is blocking off scene with police tape. DAVENPORT is covered with tarp. His DATE sitting on the tailgate of an ambulance being tended to for shock.

(JORDAN and WOODY stand off to the side. JORDAN is wearing WOODY’s suit coat over her shoulders. WOODY is ineffectively trying to wipe the DATE‘S makeup smudge from his shirt.

MATT weaves through the crowd . He stops in front of WOODY and JORDAN and smiles like he’s not all that surprised to see them there.

MATT
Beautiful night isn’t it? (smug smirk) So how’s the date going?

JORDAN rolls her eyes.


WOODY
Peachy. (gestures at body with chin) You caught the call?


MATT
(Sarcastically)
No, I spend my evenings alone with my cat listening to the police scanner. Just to be totally upfront here, I had ten bucks that said there would be a dead body involved with you two tonight. I just thought it would be him (points to WOODY)


JORDAN
What do you got?

MATT
(leans down and lifts the tarp off the DAVENPORT‘S face)
The vic’s name is Charles Davenport. He was a mover and shaker over at Davenport and Trent Investments. (looks at the DATE) The eye candy was this week’s girlfriend. Apparently he collects them like stamps on his Starbucks’ card. (Look at MARIO BATALI who is talking to some patrons) The owner said he paraded them through here like cattle. (stands, dusting his hands off) Speaking of which, L’Espalier…nice. I hear the food is amazing.


JORDAN
(excitedly, talks with hands)
The chef does this thing with stuffed scallops that defies logic.


WOODY
(interrupting)
I’m sure there’s a review in the Globe if you check. There were six shots. Two hit the wall of the building, four entered the body. Whoever it was wanted to make sure they did the job. It sounded like the same gun. So…one shooter. I’d say by the position of the body it was a drive by.


MATT
You let me decide the what, when, and how. (Taps WOODY’S lapel with is notebook) The evening is young and you’re still on your date. There is still a chance I can win my money back if one or the both of you are admitted to the ER before midnight.



END OF ACT TWO


ACT THREE

11. EXT. BOSTON SKYLINE - MORNING

12. INT. AUTOPSY ONE - MORNING

KATE is performing the autopsy on DAVENPORT. JORDAN is examining the striations of the bullets taken out of DAVENPORT using the projector and microscope.

KATE
I thought this was your day off.


JORDAN
(grumpy)
It is.


KATE
You really need to get a life outside of this place Jordan.


JORDAN
I tried.


KATE
What happened?


JORDAN
Mr. Davenport dropped dead between the main course and dessert.


KATE
Oh, that’s right. You were supposed to go out with Woody last night….


(The door opens MATT walks in)


KATE (cont’d)
I still don’t understand why it was a big deal. It’s not like you two haven’t….


MATT
(cutting in)
You haven’t been around long enough to appreciate Hoyt and Dr. Cavanaugh’s hot and cold relationship. It’s like watching them pile up on the Beacon Hill Bridge during the first snow fall of the winter. It’s entertaining as hell to know your not one in the wreck but a pain in the ass when you realize you have to detour out of your way to avoid the mess. I was hoping you’d have something for me.


KATE
If you need new snow tires I can give you the name of my mechanic, but if you are looking for something from the autopsy, there isn’t a lot to tell you that you don’t already know. Mr. Davenport was shot four times. It looks like the third was the kill shot. The first two hit him in the chest and shoulder, the third and fourth in the abdomen nicking an artery. He bleed out in minutes.


MATT
Great. The girlfriend’s story checks out. She couldn’t give us a make or model of the vehicle the shooter used. She didn’t see the tags.


KATE
Maybe she didn’t want to.


MATT
I don’t think she had anything to with it. She’s pretty shook up.


JORDAN
(smirk)
I suppose you took it upon yourself to comfort her.


MATT
I like my women old enough to order their own liquor, thank you. She met Charles Davenport when he was a guest judge at a regional collegial dance team competition.


JORDAN’S eye brows hit her hairline.


JORDAN
What is it about powerful older men and cheerleaders?


KATE
I think it’s all men in positions of authority general. They hit a certain age and need to prove to other rats in the pack they still have what it takes.


JORDAN
Even if all she’s really interested in is his credit limit?


KATE frowns and throws her gloves in the trash with some force.


KATE
My last relationship ended over a younger blonde.


JORDAN
(clucks)
We’ve all been there.


MATT
I hate to break up this little sorority meeting (points at microscope) You got anything for me?


JORDAN is describing the ballistics comparison on the screen.


JORDAN
All thirty eights. The best I can tell you is they are from the same gun. I ran it though the local database and got nothing. I’ve got a regional search going right now. If I get anything I’ll let you know.


MATT
(looks at watch)
This was a royal waste of time.


KATE
We’ll try to be more entertaining next time.


MATT
The widow is on her way in to the station right now. I doubt I’ll get much. They’ve been separated for better part of the last decade.


JORDAN
Maybe she didn’t appreciate his team pride.


MATT
One can only hope. I need to wrap this up with a nice bow before my chain is shortened again. As it is, I’m being shadowed on this one.


JORDAN
Yearly review?


MATT
I feel like I’m a rookie again.


JORDAN
Everybody goes through it. It’s all part of the game.


JORDAN pulls off her gloves and tosses them in the trash.

JORDAN (cont’d)
You know, I’ve done all I can here. Do you mind if I tag along?

MATT
(sighs)
Sure, what’s another set of eyes watching my ass be put in a sling.

 

13. INT. TRACE - MORNING

(INTERIOR TRACE. BUG is elbow deep in the autopsy of Peter Parker. NIGEL is standing on the opposite side of the table. Enter LILY)

LILY
Nigel, Kelly from the motor pool called to say you can pick up your cash during lunch. I still don’t know how you were able to win every date pool.

NIGEL
I’ve been an avid observer of the subject for years. It was just a matter of knowing what makes those two tick.

LILY
(Looking at the body)
So, this is the pregnant guy?

BUG
Well, our theories about his expediency were slightly exaggerated.

NIGEL
(moving to the refrigerator)
What we found was somewhat more interesting, love.


LILY’S interest is piqued.

NIGEL opens fridge, bringing out an extra large, clear bucket full of stomach contents. He opens the lid.


NIGEL
Waa-laa

Waa-laa

LILY
(disgusted, covering her nose)
My God, what is IT?!


BUG
(proudly)
The contents of Mr. Parker’s digestive tract.

NIGEL
So far I’ve analyzed six different types of meats.


LILY
…Meats?


NIGEL
Foul, bovine, equine, canine, some type of sheep or goat…I’m still working on that one… and feline.


LILY
(hand to throat)
CAT?!


BUG
(smiles through his telescopic glasses)
Orange Tabby, if the hairs we found on his clothes are any indication.


LILY
(looks in bucket again)
That is disgusting!


NIGEL
Fascinatingly so. We’re waiting for Dr. M. to get Mr. Parker’s medical records to find out just what this mysterious condition is.


BUG
He aspirated his own vomit.


LILY
He drowned?


BUG
In a matter of speaking... yes.


LILY
(gestures to the bucket)
On ….?


NIGEL
The human stomach is designed to hold only so much and Mr. Parker had quite a talent for pushing that limit.


LILY looks longer at the bucket.


LILY
(horrified)
What is THAT!?

BUG, NIGEL, LILY, look in the bucket with concerned looks on their faces.

What is THAT?!


LILY
Is that what I think it is?

BUG produces a pair of forceps and pulls a SPIDER out of the bucket


NIGEL
(in awe)
I’ll be damned. He WAS Spiderman…


14. INT – POLICE HALLWAY - CONTINUING


WOODY is leaning against the two way mirror. Enter JORDAN. She is surprised to see WOODY.


WOODY
Hey.


JORDAN
(caught off guard)
Hi! What are you doing here? I thought you had plans today.


WOODY
(sheepish)
I only said that to save my bruised ego. When the lieutenant asked if I wouldn’t mind shadowing I said yes.


MATT and MRS. DAVENPORT enter the Interrogation Room. WOODY and JORDAN turn to window.


JORDAN
(arms folded)
I’m sorry how things ended last night.


WOODY
(hands behind back)
I was the one who said I didn’t want to come in for coffee.


JORDAN
It was just going to be coffee.


WOODY pauses, like he‘s going to say something else.


WOODY
I know.


JORDAN
(sad look)
Woody….

WOODY turns up the volume on the speaker just as MATT begins his questioning.

WODY
I’ve got to, ah, observe this.

Interogation15. INT – POLICE INTERROGATION ROOM - CONTINUING

MATT addressees MRS. DAVENPORT.

MATT
Mrs. Davenport , my name is Det. Matt Seeley. We talked we on the phone. I want to thank you for coming down to the station. May I get you something , coffee water?

MRS. DAVENPORT
(short)
No, thank you.

MATT
I’d like to express to you my sincerest condolences on your loss.

MRS. DAVENPORT
(looks at watch)
You can save the bull. Let’s make this quick. I have another appointment in thirty minutes.

16. INT - POLICE HALLWAY - CONTINUING

WOODY and JORDAN’S give their full attention to MRS. DAVENPORT.


JORDAN
Well, so much for the first three of the four step grieving process.


WOODY
I’d say.

17. POLICE INETRROGATION ROOM - CONTINUING

MATT
Yeah…well…. I’ll try not to keep you. Can you tell me if there is anyone who would want you’re husband dead?

MRS. DAVENPORT
My husband made and lost fortunes for people, Detective Seeley. Take your pick.

MATT
You’ve been estranged from your husband for how many years?

MRS. DAVENPORT
Six.

MATT
And you never filed for divorce?

MRS. DAVENPORT
Charles had a prenup that made even The Donald green with envy. In turn, I had one that was just as tight. In the long run it screwed us both. The first one to file lost everything.

MATT
(sarcastically)
I’m sure his death changes all that.

MRS. DAVENPORT
On the contrary, his will states that if he should die due to anything other than natural causes. I’m completely cut out and since we never had children. You get the picture Detective. I’m on my way to my lawyer’s office to see if it can be contested.


MATT
I still have to ask, did you? Did you kill your husband, Mrs. Davenport?


MRS. DAVENPORT
Don’t you think I would have made it look a little more natural if I did? Now, if we’re through I need to leave.


MATT
One more thing.


MRS. DAVENPORT
Please hurry.


MATT
Who does inherit in a situation like this?


MRS. DAVENPORT
If you are looking for someone with motive ask his business partner, Margo Trent. She was the brains behind the business. Chuck was just the pretty face.


END OF ACT THREE

 


ACT FOUR

 

18. INT - RECEPTION AREA OF THE INVESTMENT FIRM OF DAVENPORT & TRENT – LATE MORNING

MATT, WOODY and JORDAN enter.

MATT
(to WOODY)
How do you deal with her tagging along all the time?

WOODY
(to MATT, confidingly)
It helps if you just think of her as a piece of lint….

JORDAN interrupts from over MATT‘s shoulder.

JORDAN
Lint? I like to think of myself of something supportive. Lycra. (smiles) Yeah, I like that. Just think of me as Lycra.


MATT
I could think for a few other things to call you…


JORDAN
Legendary, lovable, luminescent…


MATT
Lamentable, liability… lunkhead


WOODY
You’d both kick ass in Scrabble.


Here to see MargoRECEPTIONIST looks up from her desk with bored expectancy. WOODY is the only who notices.

WOODY steps around JORDAN and MATT.

WOODY
(To RECEPTIONIST)
Hi, we’re here to see Margo Trent.

RECEPTIONIST
I’m afraid Ms. Trent is not taking appointments today. You see, there has been a death.

WOODY
(showing badge)
That’s why we’re here.

RECEPTIONIST
I’ll call and see if she available.

MATT
Don’t bother we’ll just see ourselves back.

19. INT – HALLWAY AT DAVENPORT & TRENT - CONTINUING

MATT leads, followed by JORDAN and WOODY. WOODY takes JORDAN’S elbow to slow her down a step.

WOODY nods toward MATT as he speaks to JORDAN.


WOODY
You really enjoy yanking his chain.

JORDAN gives him an enigmatic smile and pats his cheek.

JORDAN
Not as much as yours.


20. INT – MARGO TRENT’S OFFICE – CONTINUING

They all enter an office that is vastly different then the outer corridor. The furnishings are more industrial. It’s decidedly cluttered with books and papers MARGO TRENT is at her desk. It obvious she‘s upset.

MARGO
May I help you?

MATT hands her his ID.

MATT
Ms. Trent, We’d like to ask you some questions about Charles Davenport.

MARGO
Of course. (looks at ID) Det. Seeley. Charles was not only my business associate, but he was also a friend as well.


MATT
You have our sincerest sympathies


MARGO
Thank you. I still can’t believe he’s gone. I’d like to help in any way I can.

JORDAN looks around the office and notices a framed picture of DAVENPORT. The photo is a posed casual shot capturing a powerful, charismatic man in his prime. JORDAN’S lips quirk. WOODY notices.

MATT
Do you know who stood to gain from Mr. Davenport’s death?

MARGO
(sighs)
Actually, I can’t think of anyone. You see, Charles had a gift when it came to making money for others, but when it came to his own finances he …he liked – oh… liked...oh – to gamble.

JORDAN puts picture frame down.


JORDAN
He had a gambling problem?


MARGO
Not in the conventional sense. Here at Davenport and Trent we pride ourselves in forecasting trends and providing our customers with sense of security with their portfolios. As conservative as he was with his client list, Charles liked to play with fire in all facets of his personal life. His women, his cars, his money. He liked to go out on his own. He lost his shirt in the market a number of times.


WOODY
So he was broke?


MARGO
Broke and getting worse. About a year ago he begged me to buy him out. So I did. I thought he learned….


JORDAN
(questioning)
Davenport’s name is still on the letterhead.


MARGO
How do you think it would look to our clients if they knew the man they trusted with their bankrolls didn’t even have enough money to buy his own subscription to The Wall Street Journal?


WOODY, MATT, JORDAN all look at each other.

 

21. INT – TRACE – LATE MORNING

BUG,LILY,NIGEL. BUG is studying the spider-found in the stomach contents- under a large magnifier. LILY and NIGEL are looking over his shoulder.

BUG
Araneus cavaticus


LILY
And that is…?


BUG
A common barn spider.

They sit back dejected that it isn’t something more exciting.


LILY
Why a spider?


BUG
In some parts of the world , Spiders, especially larger varieties, are routinely eaten, even considered a delicacy.


NIGEL
I don’t think Peter Parker here was very choosy about his proteins.


KATE enters


KATE
Please tell me you haven’t been so preoccupied with the poster child from Extreme Eaters Gone Wild that you haven’t finished the trace on my case.

KATE rifles through a printer tray of test results.

KATE
(cont.)
That walking, breathing headache has already left me four messages.


LILY cuts BUG a confused look.


BUG
Seeley caught this one and according to Jordan he’s up for review.

LILY clucks sympathetically.

NIGEL holds of a file from the outbox.

KATE takes file, opening it.

KATE
Anything?

NIGEL
Nothing out of the norm. No illegals. Blood alcohol about what one would expect. There were traces of Viagra and prescription strength Valsartan and Hydrochlorothiazide.


KATE
Enough for an interaction?


NIGEL
No, but the Sidenafil level was high enough to keep him as hard as a rock for at least two days.


KATE rolls her eyes.

KATE
Stomach contents?


NIGEL
Not half as interesting as Mr. Parker’s but it’s all there.


KATE walks over to where LILY and BUG are still looking at the spider.


KATE
What’s with the bug?


LILY
He ate it.


KATE looks over at the body.


KATE
Him?


LILY
Along with cat, dog, goat, pigeon …


KATE
Horse.


LILY
Ah, huh


KATE
Where’s the fly?


BUG
Excuse me?


KATE picks up a stick to probe the bucket of stomach contents.


KATE
The fly. It’s has to be what started this all off. He’s the Old Woman…with obvious exceptions of course. You have to give him points for suicidal creativity.


NIGEL,LILY, BUG all looked confused.


KATE
(disbelievingly)
Oh don’t tell me you’ve never heard the child’s poem? There was an old woman who swallowed a fly…


NIGEL
….I don't know why she swallowed a fly…


LILY
(looking at the spider)
She swallowed a spider,that wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her. I think I’m going to be sick.


KATE
(looking at the body’s hands)
His finger nails show signs that he was malnourished. Maybe some kind of eating disorder… A form of Pica perhaps.


GARRET walks in with a paper in his hand.


GARRET
Prader-Willie Syndrome compounded by acute depression. I just had a talk with Mr. Parker’s doctor. He’s been treating him for two years. Mr. Parker went off his meds when his health insurance provider cut his benefits. He left a message with his doctor’s service threatening to kill himself.


LILY
The doctor did nothing?


GARRET
He didn’t check his messages.


KATE
See? Mystery solved. Now if you’ll excuse me I need to go solve another. If this keeps up I’ll expect a pay raise.


22. EXT – BOSTON SKYLINE - NIGHTTIME

23. INT – MORGUE HALLWAY – CONTINUING

KATE exits to the hallway. MATT rounds the corner. He looks rushed. They walk.


MATT
Great! There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you.


KATE
Not very affectively apparently. I’m where I’m supposed to be.


MATT looks expectantly at the file in her hand.


MATT
Is that my tox report?


KATE
(Annoyed)
Yes. It. Is. Would you like me to prepare a PowerPoint presentation of it for you or am I dismissed?


MATT
A short paraphrase would do.

They stop outside KATE’S office door.


KATE
Very well. Charles Davenport died as result of four gunshots to the torso. The angle of trajectory is concurrent with the witness accounts of the gunman firing from a vehicle parked in front of the restaurant. Now, if you’ll excuse me I have other work to do and you have your own job to do.


24. INT – KATE’S OFFICE – CONTINUING


KATE goes in office; MATT follows.


MATT
There has to be something else.


KATE
You’re not going to give me any peace and quiet are you?


MATT stares at her.


KATE (cont’d)
What is it with you detectives? You think the morgue’s soul purpose is to do your job for you.


MATT
(nonplussed)
The man’s client list as 40 sheets long. I don’t want to start on it unless I have to.

KATE
(sighs)
Let’s see what you have. Four bullets from a undocumented firearm.

MATT
Which leads me to believe they are from a gun that has never been used in a crime before.

KATE
Which points away from random act.

MATT
It doesn’t exclude it either.

KATE
But let’s go a little more personal. Six shots fired is a little over kill. Davenport was a bit of a playboy.

MATT
That’s not a crime.

KATE
Until somebody gets hurt.

MATT
Okay. Davenport set himself up for a classic scorned lover situation.

KATE
So who’s on your list of likely candidates?

MATT
(begins to pace)
There’s the wife, of course.

KATE
Who has every reason under the sun to keep him alive if only to get the sympathy support at her civic functions.

MATT
Then there are the girlfriends Sunday through Saturday Night.


KATE
Once again, you can’t wring water from a dead rock. Every good gold digger worth her La Perla panties knows that.


MATT
Outside of the 40 pages, the only one left is his business partner, Margo Trent.


KATE
The one who bought him out to save him from going bankrupt.


MATT
His financials say he had less in the bank than I do.


KATE
This from the heir to a publishing fortune.. if the gossip is true.


MATT
The trust fund went away the second my father figured out that I was serious about making the police force a career.


KATE
(sarcastically)
To my eternal gratitude everyday I have to work with you Detective Seeley. (beat) So Davenport was broke yet again.


MATT
Maybe Margo Trent had it with the way he handled his personal life.


KATE
Maybe Margo Trent had it with bailing his cheating ass out again.


MATT
You think they could have been more than partners?


KATE
This is Boston. Investment bankers are about a prolific as lawyers and cockroaches. You can’t walk down the street without one crunching one or the other under your heal. She could have hired someone younger and hungrier for a tenth of what she was probably paying him.


MATT
Davenport and Trent. In today’s age of buy outs and mergers a company’s name is just that ….a name. She bankrolled him for some reason.


KATE
It’s worth a closer look.


MATT
We didn’t find a gun permit in her name.


KATE
And every firearm in this city is registered to the person who carries it. I’d be curious to see if Ms. Trent has a thirty eight widow-maker stuffed under her driver‘s seat.


MATT exits, dialing his cell-phone. KATE closes the door behind him.

 

KATE
(head in hands)
Not only do I need a pay raise but another week of vacation.

 

END OF ACT FOUR

 

 

ACT FIVE

25. INT - HALLWAY IN FRONT OF WOODY’S OFFICE - NIGHTTIME.

Jordan is outside with a coffee caddy with three cups. She taps on the door and reaches for the doorknob.

26. INT - WOODY’S OFFICE - CONTINUING.

WOODY is sitting at his desk with his feet up on it. He’s broodingly playing with the dartboard JORDAN gave him in season 5. He stops, and sits up when JORDAN enters.

JORDAN holds out coffee.

JORDAN
I thought you could use a break.


She looks at the empty desk next to his.


JORDAN (cont’d)
Where’s Seeley?


WOODY accepts the cup and murmurs thanks.


WOODY
He went to the morgue to see if Switzer had her report ready.


JORDAN sets the coffee caddy down.


JORDAN
I can tell you right now he’s going to be a little disappointed. There’s no big surprise.


WOODY
(sighs)
I figured as much.


JORDAN sits on the edge of his desk.


JORDAN
We might get lucky if we find the gun.


WOODY
I still think the wife did it.


JORDAN
I don’t know about that. You heard her. Between the will and the prenup she’s left penniless.


WOODY
He wasn’t exactly discrete with his infidelities.


JORDAN
She didn‘t seem all that upset about the fact her husband was fooling around. I think whatever relationship they had it wasn’t the stuff romance novels are made of.


WOODY
Why would someone do that? Strap themselves into a loveless marriage.


JORDAN
I’m sure they had their motives. There’re so many reasons to do just about anything when promises were made. Sometimes that image of the stable home life is more important than anything.


WOODY
We documented at least six affairs he had in the last year alone.


JORDAN
He also gambled away a lifesavings and his business interests in foolish investments…Yet on the profile sheet prospective clients are given it lists only his professional gains and the fact he’s been married to the same woman for twenty years. In the world of conservative investors that’s all they want to see.


WOODY
What about you Jordan? Would you be able to see yourself in a situation like that?


JORDAN
(snorts)
That would mean seeing myself married first.


WOODY
Is that such a hard jump?


JORDAN
I think we’d better stick to the subject at hand before we open a can of worms that neither of us is ready to deal with yet.


WOODY swings his chair over until he’s sitting directly in front of her.


WOODY
Agreed. But I do think we need to talk about what happened last night.


JORDAN
What part do you want to start with? The fact that Charles Davenport was shot down twenty feet from where we were sitting or the fact that Delinda Deline called me about an hour ago from Vegas to see if it was true that we went to L’Espalier instead of Chez Moline after she gave you the head chef’s private phone number .


WOODY puts his hands on her knees.


WOODY
It got a little out of hand, didn’t it?


JORDAN
You think?


WOODY
I’m sorry. I just wanted to make everything perfect.


JORDAN
It’s not your fault. I’m as much to blame, if not totally. I don’t know what I was expecting. Maybe fireworks and violins.


WOODY
I tried, but the Pops were booked for the evening.


JORDAN takes his hands in hers.


JORDAN
I think we both put so much emphasis on this one night that we got lost in the shuffle.


WOODY nods solemnly and then lifts both hands to his mouth, kissing her knuckles.


WOODY
So where does that leave us?


JORDAN
I wish I knew.


WOODY
I love you, but don’t ask me to go back Jordan. I can’t do that again. Not now. Not after everything we went through to get to this point.


JORDAN
That‘s not what I‘m asking. I just think we need a little time to figure out what exactly we want.


WOODY
I already know what I want.


JORDAN
(chuckles)
I know you do. I just don’t know if I’m quite ready to go there yet.


WOODY
Fair enough. Just don’t expect me to sit back and wait for you to work this out for yourself. I intend to make sure you make the right choice.


JORDAN
(lopsided smile)
What would that would be…?


WOODY pulls her arms down until her face is level with his.


WOODY
Give me another chance to do this right.


JORDAN
(teasing)
And just how do you intend to prove your case?


WOODY moves in to kiss her and MATT slams open the door.


MATT casually tosses the report on the desk.


MATT
Cut me some slack. At least hang your necktie on the door knob or something.


JORDAN sits back up. WOODY all but groans.


MATT notices the coffee caddy.


MATT (cont’d)
Tell me that’s mine.


JORDAN
Have at it.


MATT grimaces after the first sip.


MATT
It’s cold.


He sits it down.


MATT (cont’d)
We need to go.


JORDAN hops off the desk.


JORDAN
What happened?


WOODY
Kate found something?


MATT
That woman has a great mind. Too bad she makes Walcott look like Snow White.


JORDAN
I wouldn’t go that far…


WOODY
(to JORDAN)
She has her moments.


MATT
Well, this time one of them just might pay off. I’ll explain on the way.

 

May I Help You?27. INT – MARGO TRENT’S OFFICE – NIGHTTIME

MARGO TRENT is in her office. She’s packing her briefcase. It looks like she is leaving for the day There is a suitcase by the door.

Enter MATT and JORDAN. MARGO looks surprised to see them.


MARGO
Detective Seeley. I’m afraid you caught me at a disadvantage. I was just heading out to a meeting.


JORDAN
This time of day.


MARGO
Investment banking isn’t a nine to five job Dr Cavanaugh. The Tokyo markets open soon.


JORDAN
You always take a suitcase to business meetings?


MARGO
The meeting’s in New York. I don’t want to miss my flight.


MATT
I’m sure you can catch another flight later. We need to ask you a few more questions, if you don’t mind.


MARGO
Can’t it wait?


MATT
We have reason to believe that you were involved in Charles Davenport’s murder.


MARGO
That’s ludicrous.

MATT reaches in his pocket and pulls out a tri-folded piece of paper.

MATT
I have a warrant here to search the offices, your car and your home.


MARGO
What do you expect to find?


JORDAN
We can help you if you just tell us what happened.


MARGO looks at her bags.


MARGO
I don’t know what you’re talking about.


MATT
He was hitting you up for money again, wasn’t he?


SILENCE.


JORDAN
He didn’t keep up his end of the bargain. Did he? His wife wasn’t an issue. They hadn’t had a real marriage in years. But he told you he’d give up the others the first time you gave him money.


MARGO twists as the truth comes out.


JORDAN (cont’d)
You thought you were smarter that that. It hurt when you realized he was using you just like he was using the others.

MARGO
He told me that he was giving up the other women. He just wanted to let them down easy. That way it would be less messy…


JORDAN
You believed him


MARGO
I thought it was over until yesterday morning when L’Espalier called to say that they had located the bottle of Salon 1996 Blanc de Blancs Le Mesnil-sur-Oger. That was drink of choice when he seducing somebody new.


MATT
Did you kill him, Ms.Trent?


MARGO
(snaps)
Nobody plays me for a fool and gets away with it.


JORDAN
Is that a confession?


MARGO pulls a gun out of her briefcase. She begins to back toward the door.


MARGO
He didn’t even try to be discreet.


MATT
Is that the gun you used to kill him?


MARGO
My ex-husband didn’t leave me much when he ran off with his personal trainer. It’s heavy, but effective.


JORDAN
Do you really think you can get away with this?


MARGO
He didn’t leave me any other choice. If you’ll excuse me...

MATT pulls his weapon.

MATT
Stop!


MARGO
Please don’t make a scene.

 

28. INT. DOORWAY OF MARGO TRENT’S OFFICE – CONTINUING

MARGO pushes open the door only to find WOODY and a uniformed officer outside. She puts her arms up. OFFICER take the weapon as MATT reaches for his cuffs.

MATT
Margo Trent you are under arrest for the murder of Charles Davenport….

MARGO
(ignoring him)
I want my lawyer.

MATT cuffs her, leading her out.

MATT
You’ll get your phone call at the station

MARGO
He deserved it.


MATT
Tell it to your lawyer.


WOODY walks over to JORDAN who is looking at the frame photo of DAVENPORT again.


WOODY
I have to admire him a little. All those women. He had the art of juggling down to a science.


JORDAN
Even the best jugglers drop the ball every once in awhile.


WOODY
Just so you know. I never developed the knack for juggling.


JORDAN gives him an ‘ah-ha’ nod before setting the picture back. The follow everyone out the door.

 

29. INT – GARRET’S OFFICE – NIGHTTIME

It is dark and quiet. GARRET is sitting on sofa in his office reading a file. Some soft jazz in playing in the background. We see the header on the paperwork in the file Retirement Board Guide to Retirement Benefits, Policies and Procedures. After a few seconds of frowning at the file he closes it and tosses it aside.

There is a knock on door.

GARRET
It’s open.


JORDAN peeks inside.

JORDAN
You’re working late.

GARRET
And you were supposed to be off.


JORDAN
I can’t seem to get enough of this place.

JORDAN sits down next to GARRET. She notices the file he set aside.


JORDAN (cont’d)
I’m not interrupting, am I?


GARRET pushes the file further away.

GARRET
Just some paperwork I have to read. Nothing that can’t wait.


JORDAN
I see.


GARRET
I hear there was an arrest in the Davenport case.


JORDAN
(sighs)
One highlight in an otherwise disastrous weekend.


GARRET
You want to talk about it?


JORDAN
You sure you want to hear my troubles?


GARRET
Why would tonight be any different than the last half decade?


JORDAN
Tell me. Why do relationships have to be so difficult?


GARRET
You’re asking me?


JORDAN grins.


GARRET (cont’d)
I’m assuming outside of the obvious interruption, dinner with Woody wasn’t all you expected it to be.


JORDAN
For either of us. I honestly don’t know if the direction we’re taking is the right one.


GARRET
There’s no crime in changing your mind about you feel Jordan.


JORDAN
No, that not it. I do love him.

She smiles at her admission.

JORDAN (cont’d)
I just feel…overwhelmed like we’re poised to make the biggest mistake of our lives.

GARRET
Sounds pretty normal to me.


JORDAN
…Great.

GARRET wraps his arm around her.


GARRET
If love is all it takes to make a relationship work than Maggie and I would still be together. I wonder if your feelings have more to do with the fact that there was a lot of pressure put on this one event.


JORDAN
It was just a date.


GARRET
One that was six years and a cast of hundreds in the making.


JORDAN
What do I do?


GARRET
If had all the relationship answers I’d be doing something other than sitting in my office at this hour of the evening.


JORDAN rolls her lips at his comment.


GARRET (cont’d)
The best advice I can give you is that maybe you should both remember who you are and what brought you to this point.


JORDAN
Two emotionally-scarred workaholics that can claim avoidance, sabotage, and a few near death experiences as highpoints in an other wise improbable relationship?


GARRET
To a point. There’s also a foundation of deep friendship, admiration, and respect that most couples never develop.


There is a beat, as JORDAN digests what he is saying.

GARRET (cont’d)
You need to forget about any preconceived notions of how this should work.


JORDAN
Preconceived? I’m flying by the seat of my pants.


GARRET
Then you have nothing to worry about. If there were any two people that had a chance at happily ever after I believe it’s you two.


JORDAN
Happily ever after huh?


GARRET
Throw in a few easy-to-solve murders and staying away from sharp objects when you fight over procedure and yeah. I’d even lay money on it.


JORDAN groans at his quip about betting on her love life and punches his shoulder before laying her head on it.


Winding Road - Bonnie Sommerville

30. EXT BOSTON SKYLINE - NIGHTTIME


MUSIC plays: Winding Road by Bonnie Sommerville.


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