Season 8 Continued
~Season 8 (cont'd)~
Secrets and Lies:
(Susan and Carter are walking down the stairs from the L Station, bickering.)
Susan: He's a friend.
Carter: A good friend I guess -
Susan: Oh, would you drop it!?!
Carter: - lonely too, with Elizabeth moving out.
Susan: Nothing happened!
Carter: Were you even going to tell me you went over there?
Susan: I hadn't thought about it.
Carter: See, so there's something you don't want me to know, something you don't want to tell me.
Susan: This petty, sarcastic side of you is not appealing.
Carter: Oh right, and you'd be cool if I spent the night over at...
Susan: Abby's?
Carter: (hesitates) Not Abby's. I was going to say Darla's.
Susan: Darla? Who the hell is Darla!?
Carter: Radiology.
Susan: The one with the collagen lips and fake...
(scene cuts as an ambulance goes by in front of them)
Carter: They're not fake are they?
Susan: (sighing) You were going to say Abby.
Carter: So, now you can read my mind?
Susan: Well, it's not much of a challenge. But if you spent the night at Abby's, I'd kill you.
Carter: See, that's a double standard!
Susan: No it's not. I'm not attracted to Mark, you're attracted to Abby.
Carter: You were attracted to Mark.
Susan: No, he was attracted to me. And thanks for not denying you're attracted to Abby.
Carter: How did this suddenly become about me? You're the one who spent the night at an old boyfriend's house.
Susan: He's not my old boyfriend, he's like an older brother and I don't want to sleep with him.
Carter: Well, I don't want to sleep with Abby.
Carter: Show's over, back to work people.
Luka: What was the tail attached to?
Gallant: You don't want to know.
Abby: (pulling off her gloves and smiling) We should have sold tickets.
Susan: Hey, what's this? (struggling with a black bag)
Carter: (referring to the dominatrix patient that just left) It's hers.
Susan: (in an accent) The mistress of pain?
Abby: After all that bitching about her stuff, she left her bag here?
Susan: (lifting the bag onto the gurney) What does she have in this thing!?
Luka: I don't want to know.
Susan: I do.
Carter: (holding onto the handles of the bag) I'm gonna take it to her.
Susan: Let's just take a look.
Abby: C'mon, you guys are boring.
Susan: Carter...
Carter: No. (shakes his head, but walks away letting them look.)
Susan: Oh my God.
Abby: Wow, no one could ever actually use that could they?
Luka: (looking in the bag) Whoa.
Carter: (also looking in) Oh God...
Susan: No kidding.
Abby: What's this for? (She reaches into the bag and presses something. It blows up into a dominatrix sex doll.)
Susan: Oh, that's disgusting.
Abby: That is disgusting. Gallant, catch!
Susan: What is that big purple thing? Oh no.
Abby: Is that an on/off switch?
(Abby: throws the vibrating purple dildo at Luka)
Luka: (it drops at his feet and he picks it up, holding it at arms length, peering at it with fascination as it vibrates) Whoa...huh.
Abby: (laughing) This does not occur in nature.!
Susan: This is scary...oh Carter... (he walks away from her as she tries to put a mask on his face) c'mon try it on...no I promise I won't tighten the straps.
Abby: (puts a dog collar around her neck and pulls out a leather whip) What do you think, should I give up my day job?
(Kerry walks in on them, shocked and obviously angry.)
Abby: (enters a room where Luka, Susan, Gallant, and Carter are, but the sexual harassment seminar hasn't started yet.) I thought I was late.
Carter: You are late.
Susan: Does anybody know how long this is supposed to last?
Luka: All day I think.
Abby: What are they going to do, show us videos or something?
Susan: (with mock enthusiasm) Sexual harassment videos.
Carter: Role-playing and long lectures is what I heard.
Luka: Role-playing?
Carter: Acting out inappropriate behavior. (pointing to Susan and Abby) You two should excel and that.
Susan: Would you drop it?
Carter: No, I won't drop it.
Susan: (accusingly) At least I'm not the one who put that thing in her locker.
Carter: Yeah right.
(Susan looks at Abby)
Abby: (laughs) Don't look at me!...Luka.
(He smiles but shakes his finger no.)
Susan: (laughing) But you should've seen her face!! God, I wish I had a camera.
Carter: It isn't funny.
Susan: Sure it is!
Carter: (very serious) No, it's not.
Susan: (to Abby) This is going to be a very long day.
(Abby starts to light a cigarette.)
Gallant: Abby, please! We're in a public building.
Abby: I know, nobody's here.
Gallant: I'm here.
(She looks at him and puts out the match. Carter smirks at her.)
Susan: Maybe this is the punishment, sitting in this room. Maybe they're watching us to see how we all respond.
Abby: Like a test? (She sits next to Susan)
Susan: Sure. Hidden cameras recording us, for research or something. Watching, to see how we react to the stress, how alliances grow, how our social structures break down under pressure.
Abby: Like on Survivor.
Susan: You watch Survivor?
Abby: Yeah, it's a great show.
Carter: Pfft. (he smirks and shakes his head, Abby glances back at him.)
Abby: All the back-bitting and the lying, it's human nature at it's most venal.
Carter: (shaking his head) Reality television. It's one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse.
Abby: Have you ever watched it?
Carter: No.
Abby: (Turns to look back at him.) Then shut up.
Susan: I have a confession to make.
Carter: You put the didlo in Weaver's locker?
(Abby laughs)
Susan: I watch Fear Factor.
Abby: (laughs) Oh my God! I love that show! (Carter slides down in his seat, putting his head back and sighing annoyedly) Did you see the last one where they were bobbing for apples with the...
Susan: (excitedly)...and the snakes were crawling into their hair and their mouths! (The girls continue laughing)
Carter: And I thought that television was just a vast wasteland.
Abby: Oh, I'm sorry, I meant to watch La Boheme on PBS last night but I had to go to the symphony. (She turns and looks at him playfully while Susan and Luka laugh.)
Carter: I watch television, just not that dehumanizing crap. I mean seriously, what's next? (Susan turns and looks at him) Televised executions? Bear baiting? The tortutre channel?
Susan: What is your problem today? What are you so pissy about?
Carter: (nodding his head slowly) You know what my problem is.
Susan: You're kidding me...still?
Abby: What?
Susan: You are still mad about that? You know what John, grow up.
Abby: What? Oh come on, say it.
Susan: I spent the night at Mark's night before last and he won't let it go. (Abby glances at Carter, then turns around silently) I slept on the sofa, I was on the couch, he thinks I slept with Mark!
Carter: Can we not talk about this here?
Susan: Several years ago Mark had a crush on me. Now we're friends...FRIENDS! Which is more than I'm gonna be able to say about us if you keep it up!
Carter: Yeah okay. A harmless night spent in a recently single man's apartment who's still desperately in love with you. (He walks down and sits in a seat next to Abby, causing Abby to be between them. Abby stares at Carter curiously.)
Susan: Mark is not in love with me.
Luka: Who's recently single?
Abby: (turning to look at him) Greene. Corday left him.
Luka: When did that happen?
Abby: A couple of weeks ago.
Luka: Where was I?
Susan: It was an emergency. I would not have gone over there if he didn't really need me.
Carter: (sarcastically) Well, if he really needed you.
Susan: He's a friend, I helped him out!
Carter: I'm sure you did.
Susan: I'm not discussing this with you anymore.
Carter: What kind of emergency?
Susan: None of your damn business!
Luka: Are they getting a divorce?
Susan: I don't think so. (to Carter) You know, when you find out why I was over there, you are going to feel very small.
Carter: SO tell me!
Susan: Very, very small.
Carter: SO tell me!!
Luka: Abby's been sleeping on my couch, nothings happening.
Abby: (looking at Luka pointedly and pausing before saying anything) Yeah, I needed a place to stay until I found a new apartment, and Luka...said I could stay with him.
(Carter looks at her while biting his lip with a raised eyebrow and nods slowly.)
Susan: You're probably more upset about that than my staying at Mark's.
Abby: What!?!
Carter: No.
Susan: Right.
Carter: I'm not.
Susan: (to Abby Carter's still stuck on you.
Carter: (slamming his hand on the desk and getting up) Alright, can we change the subject please?
Susan: Oh, now you want to change the subject.
(Susan gets up and walks over to the window. Abby turns and stares at Carter. He meets her gaze, and they both look away quickly.)
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