PART
2I
[Later--Heverlings go over to the Klines.
Ring doorbell--Brian answers.]
BRIAN: Hi
KAREN: Hi. . .Joel or Brian.
RACHEL: Brian.
BRIAN: How could you tell?
RACHEL: Joel would have hit on
me by now.
BRIAN: [smiles] Come on in.
[Walk in--go to living room]
SUSAN: Dinner isn't quite ready yet,
so I thought we could all get to know each other.
KAREN: Good idea. [all sit]
RICK: So where did you move here
from?
ROB: Tulsa, Oklahoma.
SUSAN: Really?
CARISSA: Tulsa?!
KAREN: Yeah
CARISSA: You wouldn't, by any
chance, have met Hanson, have you?
DELIA: [to Rachel] Wouldn't
you figure we would get asked that?
CARISSA: Well, its just that
I know they're from Tulsa and they're my favorite band. I heard that
Jay Leno was really great the one time they were on, but I missed it.
Isaac's girlfriend was on. I also missed the Maury show, when Zac
was on. [Rachel and Delia smile]
JOEL: What kind of loser would
date one of those fags? I feel nothing but pity for you if you've
met them. They're girls in a really bad disguise.
CARISSA: Joel, the drummer has
a daughter.
SUSAN: He does!? Isn't
he 15?
CARISSA: Yeah
JOEL: Ewww. . .that girl must
be mental. [Rob clears his throat. Karen laughs.] Well,
she must be!
RACHEL: If I were you, I'd watch
myself, Joel.
CARISSA: Have you ever met them?
RACHEL: Have we? Well,
I'm kinda mental myself, so I'm not sure if I can tell you exactly. . .Carissa,
how much do you know about the drummer's daughter?
CARISSA: Well, she was born last August,
her mother is one of the hanson's long-time friends, from what I understand,
the mother is a little weird--
JOEL: See
CARISSA: But in a good way.
The daughter's name is Amber or Ember. . .something like that.
RACHEL: Well, [points to Ember]
she was born in August, her name is Ember and she's my daughter.
DELIA: And Rachel is a little
weird, but in a good way.
RACHEL: Yes, I do believe I am,
aren't I? [Delia nods]
JOEL: No way--you didn't.
CARISSA: You're really friends
with Hanson.
RACHEL, DELIA: Um. . .yeah
SUSAN: All of you?
ROB: Yeah--I'm friends with Walker,
their father, Karen is friends with their mother, Diana. All of the
kids were friends.
CARISSA: Hey, wait, if you're
the one that slept with Zac, then Delia is the one dating Isaac.
DELIA: Yes, I'm the loser dating one
of those fags as Joel kindly referred to me as.
KAREN: That's actually why we're
here. To get Rachel away from Tulsa: the area, the people.
. .
RACHEL: Everyone who treats me
like crap because Ike, Tay and Zac are my friends. People are like,
"Hey, You're friends with Hanson. You're the whore, right?
Yeah." It sucked.
JOEL: Who called you a whore?
I'll beat them down.
RICK: Joel--chill it.
BRIAN: Really. . .don't mind
Joel. He's got a crush on you.
RACHEL: I gathered that
JOEL: No, I don't.
DELIA: Step 1, Denial.
CARISSA: Ah, you're sarcastic.
I would hate you two if you weren't so cool.
RACHEL: Thanks, I think.
JOEY: You think?
RACHEL: Occasionally.
JOEY: Wow.
JOEL: Don't insult Rachel. She's
perfect.
DELIA: [raises her eyebrows]
Oh, Ike would have gotten a kick out of that one.
RACHEL: And not just Ike.
I think it would have practically killed Tay. [smiles] Anyway, I
wouldn't say perfect. Far from it.
DELIA: I'd agree with that.
[Delia's cell phone rings]
RACHEL: [looks to Delia]
Your purse is ringing, Delia.
DELIA: [grabs phone] Hello?
ISAAC: Delia--
DELIA: [draws in a quick breath
and smiles] Ikey--I thought you have a show.
ISAAC: At 7:30. Well, if
we find Taylor, that is.
DELIA: Where's Taylor?
He's missing?
RACHEL, CARISSA: Taylor's missing!?
ISAAC: Uh, yeah, we lost him.
DELIA: You lost him?!
RACHEL, CARISSA: They lost him?
DELIA: How can you lose Taylor?!
ISAAC: I don't know. He
was with us here at the venue and then we realized he left his asprain
at the hotel, and without it, he would've lost his lunch on stage, so we
sent him back to get it. He just hasn't come back yet.
DELIA: Do you think he could
be hurt?
ISAAC: I hope not.
CARISSA: Taylor's hurt.
JOEL: Oh darn--the fag is hurt.
BRIAN: Joel, I don't think that's
the best way to make friends with Rachel.
RACHEL: Really. Give me
that phone.
DELIA: No--my Ikey-poo.
ISAAC: Did you just call me your Ikey-poo.
DELIA: Uh--yeah
RACHEL: Give me that darn phone.
DELIA: No [Rachel snatches
phone from Delia]
RACHEL: Isaac, where is my Taylor?
ISAAC: Well, hello there, Rachel.
ZAC: Rachel! Can I talk
to her!?
ISAAC: Zac--go away.
RACHEL: [yells into the phone]
Hi Zaccy!
ZAC: Give me that phone
[grabs it from Isaac] Hi Rae!
RACHEL: Zaccy!
ZAC: How's Ember?
RACHEL: Aww, I think she misses
you.
ZAC: Aww, I think I miss her,
too. How's Lebanon?
RACHEL: Its okay--we're at our
neighbors' house.
ZAC: Cool
RACHEL: Yeah, their daughter
is a fan.
ZAC: Did you tell her that you're
anti-mmmbop.
RACHEL: No--I failed to mention
that.
CARISSA: Wow--yesterday I was
just a fan. Now, Zac's on the phone.
DELIA: And you know that they're
stupid enough to lose Taylor.
RACHEL: Hey--do you know where
Tay is?
ZAC: If I knew, we wouldn't all
be in a panic. [screams]
RACHEL: What!?
CARISSA, DELIA: What?!
RACHEL: Zac screamed!
CARISSA, DELIA: Why did he scream?
RACHEL: I don't know. Why did
you scream?
ZAC: The other phone rang, and
it scared me. Mom--mom, are you okay? Mom, you look kinda pale.
ISAAC: Mom, what's wrong.
RACHEL: What's going on?
[Diana drops phone]
DIANA: Taylor
ZAC: Taylor! What happened--is
he okay?
RACHEL: What about Taylor?
DIANA: He's fine. . .I'm gonna
kill him. [Ike picks phone up off ground]
ISAAC: Hello? Taylor, where are
you? You did what? [listens] You moron--[to Zac]
He hit a car, or a car hit him. He's with the police.
DIANA: He's a little messed up. Damn
air bags.
ZAC: Tay got into an accident.
RACHEL: He what?! Is he
okay? Oh God, he better be okay.
ZAC: Yeah, the air bags messed
him up a bit--but he's okay.
CARISSA: What happened?
RACHEL: Tay was in an accident,
but he's okay, now.
DELIA: Omigod. Poor Tay.
RACHEL: Zac, you're sure he's
alright?
ZAC: Positive. We'll call
you back. We gotta go get Tay, though. Bye.
RACHEL: Bye. Tell Tay I
hope he gets some common sense.
ZAC: Okay.
DELIA: Tell Ikey I love him.
RACHEL: Oh, and Delia says to
tell Ikey that she loves him.
ZAC: Okay, bye.
RACHEL: Bye, Zaccy. [hang
up]
[At police station]
DIANA: [rushing down hall]
Taylor. . .honey, are you alright? [holds his face]
TAYLOR: [screams. Diana
lets go.] Ouch! Mom, that hurt!
DIANA: I'm sorry, sweetie.
You scared us half to death. The opening acts are on at the concert--we
have to get you back.
TAYLOR: Aren't you gonna yell
at me or smashing the bus?
DIANA: Later. I saw it.
Its not too bad. We'll take care of it.
OFFICER DELANEY: Mrs. Hanson?
DIANA: yes, that's me.
What happened here, with Tay?
OFFICER DELANEY: He'll be alright--You
can tell that his face is a little red and puffy now, but it will be quite
the assortment of colors tomorrow.
TAYLOR: My face is going to be a rainbow?
OFFICER DELANEY: I believe so--air
bags do that--just be glad that you didn't break anything.
TAYLOR: Yeah. . .like my face.
DIANA: Come along, Taylor--we
have concert
OFFICER DELANEY: Hey--you're
that Hanson kid?
TAYLOR: Uh--yeah. . .why?
OFFICER DELANEY: My daughter
is a huge fan--in fact-she's going to murder me. . .I'm here late--I'm
supposed to be at that concert.
DIANA: Us too. Need a ride?
OFFICER DELANEY: Sure.
She's got my car. [get in bus and drive back]
[Officer Delaney walks across the venue
to his 16-year-old daughter, Liz.]
OFFICER DELANEY: Liz--how's the
opening acts?
LIZ: Dad, where have you been?
OFFICER DELANEY: The station--there
was an accident. [opening act leaves. Hanson comes out]
LIZ: Omigod! Its them.
TAYLOR: Hi everyone. [audience
screams] Everyone is gonna have to be quiet and listen. [audience
gets quiet] Okay--well, I believe you all know who I am, and you
know Ike and Zac. . .and the sh--er, stuff that has been happening to us
lately. Uh, between Ike and Delia his girlfriend, and Zac and Ember,
his daughter
ZAC: [cuts him off] My
little baby girl. I miss her.
TAYLOR: Yeah, well, it was only
a matter of time before it was my turn. And it happened about an
hour before the concert started. It was 6 and I realized that I had
left my medication at the hotel. I'm kinda sick, so I went back to
get it--driving our tour bus. On the way back here, a car didn't
stop at a light and hit the bus. . .[crowd simultaneously gasps]
ZAC: That was creepy.
ISAAC: Really
TAYLOR: Anyway--you all probably
can't tell, but I was mauled by the air bags and my face is predicted to
look like "rainbow" tomorrow [Zac laughs. Taylor turns around and
glares at him. Zac stops laughing] Anyway, I can't perform
right now for you--I'm supposed to put ice on my face. however--we
will be out eventually, so please be patient. Oh--and I'd like to
thank the officer who extracted my poor body from the assault of the air
bags. He was driving behind me when the accident occurred, so thanks
Officer Jim Delaney and I hope Liz doesn't kill you now.
LIZ: Daddy? You mean--
OFFICER DELANEY: Yeah, that's
why I'm late.
[Living room at Klines--watching MTV]
JOEL: Damn--the fag's face I
puffing. . .haha
BRIAN: Joel--you have issues
CARISSA: Really
RACHEL: [snatches phone.
dials.] Come on, Come on!
TAYLOR: Hello?
RACHEL: Tay-bear!
TAYLOR: Whoa, no one has called
me that in a looong time.
RACHEL: Honey, are you alright?
TAYLOR: Now that I'm talking
to you
RACHEL: Aww. . .but seriously--I
saw your face. Its all puffy.
TAYLOR: And it hurts like hell,
too!
RACHEL: Poor baby. That
really sucks.
TAYLOR: Yeah, hold on.
Got another call.
RACHEL: Okay
TAYLOR: Hello?
MORGAN: Ah! Tori!
TORI: Hi--sorry, you know how
Morgan is now
TAYLOR: Yeah--the only guy that
she trusts is Isaac.
TORI: And Luke. . .kinda. We
saw you on TV. . .are you okay.
TAYLOR: Physically, I hurt. .
.badly. Mentally--I'm scared out of mind. I don't think I'll
ever drive again.
TORI: Oh thank God, we're safe
TAYLOR: That wasn't funny.
Go ahead, make fun of the emotionally scarred.
TORI: Sorry, I thought you needed
some comic relief
TAYLOR: Well thank you for your
concern
TORI: Well, we just thought that
we would check up on you like good friends.
TAYLOR: yeah--Rae and Delia are
on the other line.
TORI: Oh--they called too, huh?
TAYLOR: Yeah. They're still
on the line.
TORI: Oh, well, I just wanted
to make sure that you were alright. When is the Tulsa concert?
TAYLOR: I have no idea.
Sometime in July or August, I guess. Probably August. The dates
aren't exactly set yet. Me, Zac and Ike want to play Tulsa and Hershey
back to back. Ya know--you and Morgan followed by Rae and Delia.
We think that's how we want to end the tour. In Hershey. Ike
can't wait to see Delia.
TORI: Oh--I'm sure Isaac can't
wait to see Delia. Okay, well call us and send us pictures and the
tickets when you can.
TAYLOR: Okay, will do.
Bye Tori. Tell Morgan that I said goodbye.
TORI: I will. Bye, Tay.
[hang up]
TAYLOR: Hey, Rae. Sorry
it took so long.
RACHEL: Its alright, Tay.
I didn't mind waiting.
JOEL: Now, is Taylor the fag?
[Rachel shoots Joel a dirty look] What!? Is he the one I call
the fag?
RACHEL: Yes, now shut up.
Anyway, sorry, that was my neighbor, Joel.
TAYLOR: Aww. . .you're making
friends already. Umm, hey, did he call me a fag?
RACHEL: I do believe so.
The nerve.
TAYLOR: Well, we gotta go perform
soon. Watch MTV.
RACHEL: We are--love you.
And tell your family that I
KAREN: What about us?
RACHEL: Okay, tell your family
that my family loves them too.
TAYLOR: Okay. I love you
too. And I imagine love from the family. Bye, Rae.
RACHEL: Goodbye, Taylor.
[hangs up] He's doing fine.
JOEL: Good. Don't want
the fag to die.
SUSAN, RICK: Joel Sean Kline,
that's enough!
KAREN: So, Rachel, Taylor is
alright?
RACHEL: Tay's fine.
DELIA: Good
ROB: Did he say anything about
performing in Hershey?
RACHEL: No, but I didn't ask.
They're only going to come in August or something like that, so I have
plenty of time to get a hold of Tay.
CARISSA: They're gonna come to Hershey?
RACHEL: Yeah. They're gonna
get us as many tickets and backstage passes that we need.
ROB: And the family will be staying
with us.
RACHEL: I can't wait to see everyone--even
though we left just this morning.
DELIA: We'll call them sometime
soon.
CARISSA: I'll get to meet them?
KAREN: Sure. Oh, look,
there they are on TV.
TAYLOR: [holding a bag of ice
on his face] Hey--we're back.
[At Beshores]
MORGAN: Hah! Look at Tay!
TORI: Oh, he looks so bad.
[at concert]
TAYLOR: Okay--well, welcome to
the show. Oh, my face hurts.
ZAC: [laughs] What a nerd
TAYLOR: Shut up. It hurts
ISAAC: [laughs] Come on,
guys. We've never made total fools of ourselves on stage before--lets
not start now. Well, actually there was that time that Zac's drums
rolled away. . .
ZAC: Hey!
TAYLOR: But my face
ZAC: Tay, you're a whiner
ISAAC: [irritated] Oh,
come over here.
TAYLOR: [walks over to Isaac]
You're mad at me.
ISAAC: No, I'm not, but we are
on live TV and I highly doubt these people paid to see you whine about
your face. [takes Taylor's face into his hands and laughs]
Ah ha! You're face is swelling.
TAYLOR: Ike, you're hurting me
ISAAC: Sorry. . .you are not
gonna look or feel good in the morning.
TAYLOR: I don't feel good, now.
ZAC: Tay's face is gonna be all
purple [laughs]
AVERY: [offstage] What
a loser!
ISAAC: You really look bad
[drops his hands from Taylor's face] you ought to get Mom to look
at that.
TAYLOR: Oh great--this is just
perfect.
ISAAC: Its "fabulous" as
Delia would say.
ZAC: [laughs] he can't
go 15 minutes without mentioning Delia.
ISAAC: Yes I can. [Taylor
and Zac look at him skeptically] Okay--well maybe I can't, but that's
because Delia is special. [Zac and Taylor keep staring at him]
Well, she is to me!
TAYLOR: We know--what should
I do about my face.
ISAAC: I suggest you bury your
head in the sand.
TAYLOR: Isaac!
ISAAC: Well, Tay, I don't think
its gonna affect anything seeing as how girls love you now, and the swelling
is improving your looks.
TAYLOR: Ike! My face is
killing me.
ISAAC: Me too
TAYLOR: Isaac. That's not
funny!
ISAAC: Taylor, stop whining.
TAYLOR: So sorry, but it hurts.
I need, like, Advil or Tylenol or Excedrin or something like that.
All the ice did was make my face really really cold.
ISAAC: And really really red.
[Zac walks over from the drums to Isaac and Taylor]
ZAC: Wow, Tay, your face really
is swelling. . .damn air bags.
TAYLOR: Zachary, we are on live
tv, monitor your language.
ZAC: Sorry, But it is--its like
a balloon.
TAYLOR: Zachary, would you like
to die now or later
ZAC: Later--give me some time
to spend with my daughter before I die.
RACHEL: [watching MTV] Yeah--keep
Zac alive--Ember needs her Daddy. [to Ember] Sweetheart, do
you miss Zaccy?
JOEL: How old is she?
RACHEL: 9 months
CARISSA: Does she talk yet?
RACHEL: A little. Hey Ember,
who is that? [points to Zac on screen]
EMBER: Da da da da da
RACHEL: Yeah--she knows who her
daddy is. [To Ember] Don't you know him?
SUSAN: Maybe we should eat [Karen
turns off TV]
KAREN: Yeah [all go to
table. End Scene.]