Great Thanks to Orly from Israel and Clarisse McClellan!
| Mary: Hello! ... Mason! Where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you. ... What? ... Oh, ahm, I didn't quite catch that. ... Mason, are you all right? ... Have you been drinking? ... OK. Look. Just tell me where you are and I'll come pick you up, OK? You don't sound like you are in any condition to drive. ... In a... Wait. ... Wait. ... Mason, let me talk, OK? Listen, you need to be with your family right now. ... Yes, you do! ... Let... ... Listen! I went over to your father's house today. I was looking for you. And I talked to his wife ahm... oh, I can't... I can't remember her name. ... Gina. Right! And Gina said to tell you that you have to call her immediately because she was talking about you being disinherited. And she said that everything's changed. And you have... ... No, that's what she said. Everything's changed. ... Whether you believe it or not, ahm... you really should be with your family right now, 'cause your father's very ill and... and families have to stick together at a time like this. ... (sighs with a smile) Well, of course, they are your family. What do you mean? ... Who's Pamela? ... Mason, I don't really think that you're in any condition to go looking for someone at this point, do you? ... Look! Why don't you just tell me where you are. ... What? No, of course I'll be here. I'm not going anywhere. ... I don't know what you mean by that... Wait for you? ... Wait, wait! Don't hang up! ... Did you say... "wait for you"? Hangs up |
| Mary is in CC's room. She is checking his pulse. Mary: Oh, good. The phone rings. Mary is unsure whether to take the call. But Gina is asleep downstairs and as the phone keeps ringing Mary makes up her mind. Mary: Capwell residence. Mason: Ahm... Who... who is this? Mary: This is Mr Capwell's nurse. I don't think there's anyone else in the house at the moment. Mason: Mary, is that you? Mary (it dawns on her who she is talking to) : Mason? Mason: You sound as surprised as I am. What... what are you doing in there? Mary: I work here now. I... as of this morning I'm taking care of your father. Mason: How is he? Mary: Mason, he is in a coma. The doctors have him on life support systems, but he's now staying here in the house. Mason: He is home? Mary: Yes. Mason, where are you? Do you have any idea how many people are looking for you? Mason: Ah... a whole lynch mob, I would imagine. That's one reason I'm staying out of sight. Mary: No. I get the impression that people are genuinely worried about you. Would you like me to have someone call you when they get in? Mason: Ahm... No. And I'd... and I'd appreciate it if you didn't even mention that I called. And I don't wanna see anyone. But I... I do need a few of my things. I was gonna ask Rosa to help me, but may be I can prevail on you instead. Would you mind? Mary: Well, that depends. What shall you like me to do? Mason: Ahm, pack... a pack of some of my clothes. They are in my bureau. You'll find a suitcase in the closet. Just ahm... leave it outside in the gazebo. You... you know where that is? Mary: No. Mason: You... go out of the back of the house, and then down past the pull and the tennis court. You... you'll see it. If you... if you put it there... I'll stop by when I can and pick it up... some time around seven this evening. Close to that if I can make an effort. Mary: OK. Mason: Ahm... you better not to put the suitcase out before... until just before seven. I... I don't want anyone stumbling over it, asking questions. There's not much traffic down there, but you never know. Mary: Mason... I'd like to see you too. Can you spare a minute while you are here? Mason: I... ahm... I can't really take the time to see anyone, Mary. Like... like advantage. In and out before anyone knows. Mary (she is upset at his words, so she only silently nods) : Well... I'm sorry. I thought that after... our last conversation... that... I don't know... Mason: I'm sorry. I... I'm glad you are taking care of Dad now. Did Eden hire you? Mary: No, Mrs Capwell did. Mason: Sophia? Mary: No, Gina. Eden approved of me though. Mason: Oh, did she now? Oh, that's a high compliment, she doesn't approve of many people. I speak from personal experience. Anyway, if you can ahm... get that suitcase ready for me that'd be great. And don't tell anyone I called, all right? Mary: All right. Mason: Ahm... Bye, Mary. Mary: Mason! Ahm... I just hate to think of you alone, wandering around out there. If there is anything I can do for you... Mason: Well, if... if there were, you'd be the... first person I'd call. But there isn't. Mary: I see. Well... Good bye now. Mason: Bye. Mary hangs up the phone. |
| Later on in the atrium. Mary comes downstairs, large holdall over her shoulder. She is ready to go to the gazebo. However, she runs into Gina. Gina: Mary, what are you doing with Mason's suitcase? Mary: Ahm... (is trying to come up with a plausible explanation on the spot) Ah... well... as you know I've been staying in Mason's room... Gina: Oh, of course I know that! I suggested it. It's the one close to CC's and you're his nurse, so it's only logical! Mary: Well, yes. So... so I couldn't help noticing that he'd left a lot of things in the closet. And... and I thought that he would probably need them when he gets back. Gina: Gets back from where? Mary: From... ahm... wherever it is he's been. Gina: Mary, do you know where he's been? Has he contacted you? Mary: Look, ahm... Gina... May I call you Gina? Gina: Oh, good. Mary: Well, I'm sure that we both agree that Mason can't stay disappeared forever, so... I just thought that he would probably need these things in his apartment when he gets back. Gina: Well, that is very sweet of you. But why do you wanna do that? Mary: Ah... Is there some reason I shouldn't? Gina: Yes! If and when our wandering boy comes home, he's not gonna have to settle for some little apartment. No, he's gonna come back right here where he belongs. I'm gonna see to that. So why don't you give me this? I'll give it to Rosa. Don't bother yourself. Gina takes the holdall away from Mary and puts it over her shoulder. Mary: Oh. Gina: Ahm... Mary... Mary: Yeah? Gina: Never mind ahm... I thought for a moment may be you and Mason... but... I just remembered where you spent... your last few years... And if you were to go after a real live man at this late date, it certainly wouldn't be a Mason Capwell type, now would it? I mean, he's trouble enough for someone who's been around. Much less for someone who's never... who's... who... ahm... you know what I'm talking about! Right. Rosa! Gina hurries away. Mary is left speechless. In the meantime, Mason is waiting for Mary by the gazebo. Mason: Mary, Mary, quite contrary... Said it'd only be a few minutes. May be I am about to be ambushed. That's right... Watch out, Mason! Remember, you're in enemy territory. I'll drink to that. (takes a swig from his flask) |
| Mason: Could it be I've been stood up? Oh... Mary, you wouldn't do that, would you? Say, it throws all of us. You can't trust anyone any more, not even a woman of the cloth... or a former cloth... as the case may be... Mary comes along. Mary: Hello, Mason. Mason: Mary... I was afraid... you weren't coming. Mary: Well, I told you I would. Mason: Well, I shouldn't have doubted you even for a minute. You look... (nods his head to emphasise the impression she has made on him) ...nice! Mary: Thank you. ...You don't. Mason: Hah... Well, al... allow me to... apologise... I... I seem to have been neglecting the basics, you might say. Eating, sleeping, changing clothes. Ahm... I haven't forgotten my manners though. Can I fix you... a drink? (offers Mary his flask) Mary: Thank you. I'll pass. Mason: Mgh, that's wise. Scoot! (with that Mason takes another swig) Mary: Oh, Mason, I'm sorry, but I couldn't bring your suitcase. Mason (referring to his drink) : Nice... Oh, I didn't... I didn't even notice you didn't have it with you. Mary: Well, Gina stopped me on the way out of the house. And she said that she wanted all your things exactly where they were, because she wanted you to be able to move back right into the house as soon as you got home. Mason: Oh... Good old Gina always looking out for my best interests. I wonder if she's forgotten that I've been finally and formally banished from this Hell-wood Capwell grounds. Mary: Well, that doesn't seem to matter anymore. Mason: What do you mean? Mary: Well, I think that things have sort of changed since your father had his stroke. I mean, Gina seems to be in control and... if she wants you to move you back into the house, she'll just have you do it. I mean, she seems to be running things. Mason: But ahm... she didn't... you didn't tell her I was here. Mary: Well, of course not. You said you didn't want anyone to know. Mason: Oh, she must've grilled you pretty good about the suitcase. Mary: She did. But I managed not to give you away. Mason: What, you lied for me? I'm touched. Mary: Well, no. I actually... I... I tried not to lie. Mason: Well, no. I'm... I'm assuming too much. I just... I just meant that you... ahm... that you were protecting me. I'm grateful. Mary: I... ahm... I think I should... go back. Mason: Why? You... you just got here. Mary: Well, I know. But I could make another track with the suitcase. Mason: Well, forget the suitcase. There're... are more important things than that. Mary: Like what? Mason: Ohhh... like... ahm... ah, the sunset. There is not much left, bot what there is, is choice. Mary: Oh! It's beautiful! Mason: Ah... The last rays of the sunlight are reflecting in your hair. (touches a strand of her fringe and moves it softly, Mary closes her eyes) Mary: Ahm... Mason, are you... you gonna have to decide what to do. And wh... where are you going tonight? Where are you gonna sleep? Mason: I thought I would sleep ahm... on the beach, under the stars. Mary: Oh, you can't do that. There's also lots of strange characters on the beach at night. Mason: I'll be one of them. Mary: No, I'm serious. It could be dangerous. Mason: No more dangerous than that house. You know what they say about a nest of vipers. Mary: Oh, Mason, that's not true. I think that you should be with your family right now. And I think that they are worried about you. Mason: I'm not worried about them. Not one little bit. I haven't thought about them for one moment and I'm happy to say it's some of the happiest moments that's I've ever spent. (Mason takes a large gulp of whiskey again.) Mary: That's funny you don't look happy. (Mason keeps drinking.) Mason... numb isn't happy. It's just... numb. Mason: Oh, that's better... Whatever it is, it's better than what I was feeling before. Mary: Yeah, but it's not real... It's... It's... It's hiding out... and it's not the answer, and I have to know that, because I've been hiding out for a long time. Mason: Well, what is the answer, Mary? Am I gonna... find it in your eyes? Are they the windows of your soul? You're somewhat an expert on matters of souls, why don't you tell me? Mary: No. No, don't make the mistake of thinking that I know any more about souls than you do. Mason: Why, you must've saved a few... in your former capacity. Don't think you could've saved mine though. You and a hundred other angels... couldn't do that. Mary: Ahm... No, we shouldn't stay here, because somebody might hear us and then... Mason: Don't go! Mary: ...and then they'll find you. Mason: Mary. I... I need a friend... right now. And you're doing such a good job of it. Please... I won't hurt you. Mary: No, I don't think you will. A few minutes later Mason and Mary sit side by side, Mason's arm over Mary's shoulder, and sing. Mason: Common, common! You wouldn't know! You hear it! You're doing fine! By the light of silvery moon I want to spoon. To my honey I'll croon... Mary: Sh! Mason! Sh... sh... Mason (carries on singing): ...love's tune, har... (Mary puts her palm over his mouth.) Mary: Mason! Sh! Sh! Mason is trying to free himself and carry on singing. Mason: I was enjoying myself. I've never done that before. Mary: You mean, you've never sung before? Mason: No. I... I've never... ahm... sat in the moonlight and.. harmonised with the pretty girl. It's... it's like ah... those movies we grew up with... you know. With people going on hayrides, and county fairs, and other such bucolic things. Of course, I always scoffed at those in the past. Mary: Oh, of course. You are a great scoffer. You know what, if there were a scoffing championship, I would put all my money on you. Mason: Is that how you... think of me? As a cynical "stands-at-the-outside-never-getting-involved"? Mary: Well, I used to. But I'm seeing something else tonight. Mason: Yeah... I'm... seeing something different in you too... if the truth be told. Mary: Really? What? Mason: What?.. There used to be a sort of struggle going on inside you. When you got out of the convent you were... fearful, everything was... ahm guarded, expecting disappointment. Now I see ahm... optimism and may be... a glimmer... of excitement. Mary: Yeah, may be. But I'll tell you I still haven't figured out a new direction for my life yet. Mason: Well... take a chance. Experiment. You can do anything you want, you know. Make a trip around the world. Take up plane gliding or sky diving. Anything you want. Mary: Well, I think that the world tour is gonna have to wait, because I need to spend time with Christie. Well, and then there is your father, of course. Mason: Mmm... (stands up) You ahm... you must think it's strange that I haven't even asked about him. Mary: Well, if you did, there wouldn't be much to tell. I mean, there... there really isn't much change. I just mostly make him comfortable, keep track of his... his intake, you know, I adjust his medication, that sort of thing. Mason: Sounds kind of tedious. Mary: Well, and there are two other nurses, who take over for me. Which is... ahm... why I'm here right now. Mason: Oh... You just sort of... ahm... hang around looking for some indication that the tide might be turning. Mary: And it might. You never know. Mason: My father doesn't deserve you, Mary. Mary: Mason, everyone deserves a second chance at life. Mason: Oh, what about your second chance? I mean, here you've... you've given yourself one and all you're doing is taking care of other people. What... what about you? Mary: What about me? Mason: Wha.. ah... oh... Try to find out what it is... you... you want. Be selfish... Mary. Try to find out what it is that... ahm... thrills you and... touches you... makes you laugh... takes your breath away... find out those things... Mason touches gently Mary's chin and slightly pulls her toward himself. Then he leans slightly over for a kiss, but they are disrupted by Gina's voice. Gina: Is there anyone around? Is someone here? Mary (pulls herself away frightened by Gina approaching them): Oh! Oh, I know it's Gina. I knew something was gonna... Mason! Quick! Mason: No, it's too late.. Gina: Mason! I knew it! I had a feeling when I saw Mary with your suitcase! (Runs towards Mason and gives him a big hug) Oh, I'm so glad to see you! I've missed you so much! Mary! I asked you point blank whether Mason contacted you and I didn't... Mason: No, I... I... I swore her to secrecy, Gina. It's not her fault. I... I wasn't really planning on staying. I was just trying to pick up a few things. Gina: Well, of course you're staying. So much... There's so much you don't know. Incredible things have happened, Mason. When I tell you all about them, believe me, you wouldn't've dreamed of leaving. Mason: Well, if you say so, Gina. Gina: Oh, Mason, I say so. A few minutes later everyone is by the back door. Mason: I'm not ready to see the family yet. Gina: Oh, what do you... what do you mean? Ahm... Oh, don't worry about them, Mason. We'll get a nice quiet room just for two of us. I told... I told you we've got a lot to talk about. Mary: Well, I'll go check on your husband. I think... I'll see how he is doing with his new nurse. Gina: Mary! Christie comes along. Mary: Christie, what are you doing here? Christie: Ahm... I'm looking for Ted. Mason: Hello, Christie. Christie: Hi. Gina: Oh, Ted's not here. I don't know where he is. Mary: Oh, come inside. You... you can wait with me. Christie: All right. Thanks. (Mary and Christie are about to go inside.) Mason: Ah... Mary. Mary: What? Mason: Ahm... Go... good night. Thanks for the... conversation. And a harmony. Mary: Good night. (She then disappears inside the house) Gina: Do I finally have you all to myself? Mason: Such as I am. Gina: You look wonderful to me. (She kisses Mason on the lips, he seems to accept, without putting any effort into this himself though.) You are right. This is not the right place for this kind of thing. Mason: No. No, that's how we... got into trouble before, you know. (wipes his lips) Gina: Mghuh. Well, I can't help it. I am just so happy to see you. And besides... things have changed now. We don't have to worry so much about what other people think. We don't have to worry about anything. Mason: Sounds too good to be true. Gina: It is true. I promise you. You're back in the will, Mason. So am I. Mason: Back in the will? Back in my father's will? Gina: That's not even half of it. You and I are on top of the world. A few minutes later. Gina and Mason come into the atrium. Mason: ...are the only ones that were found and they weren't signed? Gina: No, I am still Mrs CC Capwell. And that's the way it's going to stay. Mason: What if he did sign the others? The will and the others? Gina: It doesn't matter. They are missing. It's gone. Mason: Gone? Gina: Yeah... Oh, Jack and Eden turned the house upside down looking for it. Couldn't find it anywhere. Mason: Someone took them from the study you mean? That's where you said you saw them last. Gina: Well... I don't know. I just know they are gone. Mason: Oh, that's unbelievable. That means. the old will, the one that includes me, is the only document that's legal, if and when Dad dies. Gina: That's what I've been trying to tell you. Mason: And I'm back in the corporation too. This is too perfect. Gina: Isn't it? Mason: What did we do to deserve it? Gina: I guess we are very lucky, aren't we, Mason? Mason: Aha. Lucky... or clever. Gina: What do you mean? Mason: Well, you seem to have been the last one to see the papers before they disappeared, Gina. You wouldn't have anything to do with the thin air that they vanished into, would you? Gina: Mason! I told you Jack and Eden searched everywhere. They searched my room, all through my... my things, every corner of the house. I mean I'm not a magician. Where could I possibly put papers, where no one could find them? Mason: So the new will is gone, hah? Gina: Mghuh. All we have are copies and they are not valid unless they are signed. Mason: Of course not. Unless... and until Dad regains consciousness and... puts pen to paper again, Gina: I don't think that's gonna happen. Mason: What makes you so sure? Gina: You haven't seen him since we brought him home, have you? Mason: No. Gina: Well, you should just take a look at all the equipment that's surrounding him. He just lies there. He... he doesn't even... look like himself any more. He's pale and... and thin. He can't even breathe on his own without those machines. I don't think he's gonna make it. Mason: Well, they say: "You never know" in these cases. Gina: No, Mason, I'm telling you, without those machines he... I don't think he's gonna live. And... and today something almost happened to them. Mason: What happened? Gina: Well... There was a big storm and a power failure. We didn't know what to do. But then the battery's got the machines going again. Mason: I'm sure you must've been jumping for joy. You weren't kidding when you said things have changed around here, were you? Gina: Mghuh. And now you are back, and things can really start to happen. Mason: Never thought I'd be handed the keys to this kingdom again. Gina: You can control it all, Mason. Your only problem is Eden. And then you can be just where you belong. At the head of Capwell Enterprises. Mason: Still can't shake the notion that this is some kind of a dream. Gina: It's not a dream. It's just like you said you have the keys to the kingdom. And I can be your queen. Oh, God! How CC controlled and manipulated my life and Brandon's. But now... now we can do whatever we please. A few minutes later. Gina: I'm not surprised that you hear a lot to think about. (tires to hug him) Mason (stops her): Mgh... Gina... I am... really very tired. Gina: Oh, good. Let's go to bed. (grabs the his lapels) Mason: Ahm... I'd like to... sleep alone tonight. Gina (disappointed): Oh, Mason! Mason: And by that, don't get upset. It's nothing personal. I just need some time alone... to recuperate. Gina: All right. Mason: Thank you. I'm gonna... mm... head over to my apartment. (jokingly touches the tip of her nose) Gina: Oh, why? Most of your things are here. Don't be silly. And you'll move back here anyway. Mason: Ahm... Let me think about that. I'll... I'll see you tomorrow. OK? Gina: All right. Mason gives her a kiss on the cheek and leaves. Gina: Bye. Mason, I'm glad you're back. Mary comes along. Gina: Well, I guess, Mason's back in town to stay. Mary: Oh, good! Gina: Yeah, things are only gonna to get better. |
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Gina day dreams.
Mason (dressed in white, addresses Ted and Kelly, also all dressed in white): It's time this family learned the meaning of Respect. Some people in this house have not been treating Gina with the respect she deserves. Along comes Gina herself, also dressed in white. Kelly: Gina, please forgive us. Oh, we've been very selfish and we just didn't realise... They leave. Mason takes Gina by her arms. Mason: Gina, you never looked more beautiful. My father's such a fool. He never saw the real you. But I do. And I can't get enough... He turns Gina in a tango-esque move and passionately kisses her. At the same time Mary day dreams about Mason too. Mason comes over to her from behind and hugs her. Mason (in a sensual murmur): You are so lovely. I've wanted you for so long. Mason starts to kiss Mary's neck. Mary (turning to him face to face): Yes. I love you, Mason. They kiss. |
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Some time later Mason returns to the Capwell mansion.
Mason: Gina's right. This is my home. This is where I belong. And it's time I took the reins. Mason Capwell's finally gonna put his money where his mouth is. I'm gonna start this very minute. Force Eden out if I have to. I'll make Capwell Enterprises better... and bigger than it was before. All I need is a good night sleep... in my own bed. With that Mason goes upstairs. In the meantime, in his bedroom Mary is getting ready to go to sleep. A few minutes later she is in bed and the lights are off, so Mason doesn't notice her when he enters the room. Mason: Home, sweet home. Good Lord, I'm tired. (He goes to the bathroom, and after that gets straight into his bed completely unaware of Mary sleeping there.) Now I'll lay me down to sleep and I'll pray. Nothing to pray for, is there? All my prayers have been answered. Oh. (Sleeping Mary stretches her arm so that goes across Mason's chest, he thinks it's Gina.) Oh, Gina, not tonight. I told you. Later, for Heaven's sake. Later. (He taps, then strokes Mary's arm reassuringly, thinking it's Gina's) Mary wakes up. She is surprised to find Mason in the same bed. A few minutes later. Mary is awake. This time Mason, who is sound asleep, stretches his arm across her chest. Mary: Oh... Mason. (no reaction) Mason. (Mary tries to gently move Mason's arm, but while doing so she can't resist the urge to kiss the back of his hand) |
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