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Great Thanks to Clarisse McClellan!

Mason asks Mary out for a lunch
*Meanwhile Mason is trying to catch up with Mary on the stairs.* *Mason:* Mary! Will you hold on for a minute? *Mary:* I said everything I had to say on the subject. *Mason:* Look! I apologise. You were right. I admit it. I shouldn't've been messing around with those machines. I just wanted to see what it felt like. *Mary:* You know Mason, Gina seemed like… nervous or something when I walked in. Like I'd been… catching her at something. *Mason:* Gina always looks that way. *Mary:* No, it was different and… you both looked kind of nervous. *Mason:* It was the… excitement. You bursting in… the alarms and… You just caught us by surprise. That's all. *Mary:* Can I ask you something? *Mason:* Sure. What's on your mind? *Mary:* This might sound strange but… do you think that Gina might have designs on you? *A few seconds later.* *Mary:* If I mean… I mean if you don't want to talk about Gina, I understand. I… I guess. *Mason:* I just… don't know what you wanna know exactly. Yeah, I mean, I know Gina since she came to town. We've been friends occasionally, but beyond that… hm… *(The door bell rings.)* Oh, the door bell! *Mary (skeptically):* Yes, it does sound like a door bell. *Mason:* Why don't I just get it? *It turns out to be Cruz who is looking for Eden.* *Later on. Rosa lets Gina know that there is a phone call for her from CC's doctor.* *Gina:* Mason. Now, don't go anywhere, because I have something important I wanna ask you. *Mason:* You toss that word around pretty freely these days Gina. *Gina:* But it is important. Really. Please wait. *Mason:* All right, but not too long. Go answer the phone. *Gina:* All right. *Gina leaves. Mason notices Mary.* *Mason:* Hi. *Mary:* Hello. *Mason:* You're working? *Mary:* No. Miss Nealy is up with your father. I'm just taking these towels that Rosa gave me up to my room. *Mason:* Well, I had a thought. How about if you meet me at the State Street Bistro say in… half an hour? *Mary:* Another one of your hang-outs? *Mason:* Now and then. There used to be my office. *Mary:* Your office? *(smiles, but then suddenly remembers something)* Oh, I don't know. *Mason:* Mary… why is every invitation from me is such a problem? I know you have the time. We don't open the clinic until 4.30. *Mary:* “We”? *Mason:* Yes, “We”. I thought I'd help you out down there again today. All the more willingly if you meet me first. *Mary:* Oh, in that case how can I say “No”? But I have to pick up some supplies before we open. *Mason:* Well, pick them up first and meet me later. Or… meet me first and we'll pick them up afterwards. You know where the place is? *Mary:* Ahm… Is there a clue in the word “State Street Bistro”? *Mason:* Yeah… Just look for the place where action is. *Mary:* Yes, I know the place. I know the action too, ‘cause it's just a few blocks from the clinic. *Mason:* Exactly. I wanted it to be as convenient for you as possible. *Mary:* Well, all right. How about… quarter to three? *Mason:* Perfect. Try not to be late. *Mary leaves. Gina comes back.* *Gina:* Try not to be late for what? *Mason:* Oh… she asked to… go to the hospital talk to that doctor about Dad's care. *Gina:* Really? I didn't know anything about that. You mean they take professional courses to care for patients? *Mason:* I don't know any of the details Gina. What the doctor had to say? *Gina:* He didn't tell me anything. Apparently, he only answers to Eden. It's very frustrating. *Mason:* Well, you and frustration should be on pretty good terms these days. Look, I don't have long Gina. What do you want to talk about? *Gina:* Well, I wanted to know what you meant earlier when you said Eden was in trouble with you. *Mason:* Oh, just that she's been making some corporate mistakes. I want to rub her nose in them a bit. *Gina:* Oh, really? Has she? Isn't that lucky? I bet you can work something out of that. *Mason:* Well, yeah. You bet I will. If she keeps it up, then I think I can swing Ted over to my side. *Gina:* Oh, “Divide and Conquer”. I like it. *Mason:* Words to live by. I'm surprised you haven't run it up in needle point and hang it over your bed. *Gina:* Mason, you have to stop Eden. She's really out to get me. And if you don't stop her, I'm gonna have to do it myself. *Mason:* That sounds ominous. Can you? *Gina:* Mason you know me. I don't make threats unless I can follow through with them. *Later on Mason comes to the State Street Bistro and notices Janice sitting alone by the bar.* *Mason:* You don't look very happy. *Janice:* I'm not. Thank you. *Mason:* You're welcome. You wanna talk about it? *Janice:* No, I don't think so. You come here often? *Mason:* Ahm… usually only at Happy Hour. You can see why. *Janice:* Too many depressed people all the rest of the time. *Mason:* Exactly. *Janice:* I hope they are not as depressed as I am. You see I lost someone. *Mason (tries to joke):* “Lost”… ahm… not as in “mislaid”, hah? *Janice:* “Lost” – “dead”. *Mason:* I'm very sorry. A family member? *Janice:* Not yet. *Mason:* Close friend? *Janice:* Not now. *Mason:* I've run out of guesses. *Janice:* He was a guy. *Mason:* A-ha. *Janice:* I think he died in a plane crash. *Mason:* A commercial flight? *Janice:* No. He was a pilot. I don't wanna talk about it. *(short pause)* He was flying his own plane from Africa *Mason:* I'm really very sorry. *Janice:* You're very nice. May I buy you a drink? *Mason:* Oh, no. Thank you. No. I'm… I'm waiting for someone. *Janice:* It's too bad. I guess we're all waiting for someone… or something. *Mason:* I know just how you feel. I guess I think I will take that drink. Just to… keep you company. *Janice:* Good for you. *(calls the bar tender)* Jake! *Mason:* Just make it my usual Jake. *A few minutes later Mason and Janice sit down at one of the Bistro tables.* *Janice:* I guess I am a one man woman. At least one at a time. *Mason:* Ooh, well, I don't think anyone could expect any more of you than that. I am a… firm believer in occasional fidelity. I think it's a corner stone of a happy relationship. Or even a good marriage. *Janice:* Life isn't going to be the same anymore. We were such a good team. *Mason:* You're serious, aren't you? *Janice (nods her head):* We were together for over two years. Off and on. Now and then. I'm going to be alone now and I hate that. *Mason:* I don't think you're gonna have much trouble making new friends. We haven't been introduced yet. I'm Mason Capwell. *Janice:* Janice Harrison. *(They shake hands.)* Wait a minute. Capwell… I know that name. Do you live next door to the Lockridges? *Mason:* That's right. Several of us do, as a matter of fact. *Janice:* I thought so. I live at the Lockridge House. I have that room above the garage. *Mason:* Oh, when did that happen? *Janice:* About a week or so ago. It was really sudden. *Mason:* It wasn't Augusta's idea, was it? *Janice:* Mrs Lockridge? *Mason:* Hah. *Janice:* No way. She can't stand the sight of me. And I'm sorry about that. I think she is a dynamite lady. Now, listen. You don't have to keep me company. *Mason:* Don't be sad, Janice. *Janice (starts crying):* He's probably dead. I don't think I can stand not ever seeing him again. *Mason (gives her a handkerchief):* Use this. *Janice:* You're really nice. Can I buy you another drink? *Mason:* Hm… I think that's my line. I should be doing the buying. First, let's take care of those tears. You see… tears are… tiny life preservers for sorrow. They can keep it afloat indefinitely. *Janice:* You're funny. *Mason:* Thank you. *As Mason is wiping Janice's tears, along comes Mary.* * * * *Mason:* Mary I... *Mary:* No, no don't say anything. *Mason:* Look I… I know what it looks like but I was only comforting her. *Mary:* Mason, you don't owe me any explanations. *Mason:* You look rather cold and very cross. I think you need an explanation. You see she… she lives with the Lockridges and she's just experienced a sort of… death in the family. *Mary:* Not one of the Lodkridges? *Mason:* Oh, no, no. Of course not. *Mary:* Oh, good. For a minute there I was afraid. I guess they must be like a family to her. How does she like working for them? *Mason:* Working for them? *Mary:* She's their new chauffeur. Didn't she tell you? *Mason:* No. Ho-ho… Oh! That's what it's about. I've… misunderstood a few things. I'm glad you're here to straighten me out. *Mary:* Well, what did you think? *Mason (laughs nervously):* I… I don't really wanna tell you. I've just been very confused. *Mary:* Wow, she is beautiful. Very sexy. *Mason:* I… hardly noticed. So… what do you think of my former office? *Mary:* I can see why you felt at home here. *Mason:* For a while it was about the only home I had. *A couple of minutes later they sit down at one of the tables.* *Mason:* There is… something I wanna tell you about yourself. *Mary:* Oh, make it very kind. *Mason:* How could that be anything else? *Mary:* Oh, I don't know Mason. There were times in the past when you were unkind. Ted's trial, for instance. You said some things to me then, it really hurt. *Mason:* Oh, I'm sorry about that. This is very different. I'm going to tell you… that you are one of those rare women that doesn't have to work at being attractive. You have what's called a natural beauty. That's the best kind. *Mary:* Mason, are you trying to tell me that I can hold my own against a chauffeur? *Mason:* Absolutely. Don't let anybody tell you otherwise. *A few seconds later.* *Mason:* So, did you get the supplies for the clinic? *Mary:* Yeah, they are out in my car. You're still gonna help us out this afternoon, aren't you? *Mason:* Oh, you didn't really think that I'd back out, did you? *Mary:* I hope not. Mason, I'm so pleased that you work with us. *Mason:* Well, I like pleasing you. It's taken me long enough. *Mary:* May be not as long as you think. *Mason:* Mary… If you've like to me all along and been hiding it, I'll never forgive you. *Mary (all of a sudden notices wounded Danny and leaps up):* Oh, Mason! There is Danny and he's hurt again. *(runs towards Danny)* Danny, what happened? *Danny:* I need some water. *Mary:* Mason! *Mason:* Yeah, I'll get it. *Mary:* Danny, here. Let me look at this. Oh, this is not good. Listen, I gotta get you to the clinic right away. *Danny:* I was there but it wasn't open. This guy brought me and he's still outside. *Mary:* All right, we'll get you there. *Danny (to Mason who brought him a glass of water):* Thanks. *Mason:* Same guys? *Danny (nods his head):* Yeah! Only more of them this time. My unpopularity's spreading. *Mary:* OK. Fine. We can discuss there all the picture. Mason, we gotta get him to the clinic. I gotta stop this bleeding. *Mason:* Can you walk all right Danny? *Danny:* I can walk all right. My problem seems to be with running. *Mason:* Yeah. Well. We'll teach you that later. Common. *They leave the bistro and go to the clinic.* *Mary:* Danny, you gonna need stitches. The doctor should be here soon. *Danny:* I hate stitches. *Mason:* The fellow who brought you in says you were stabbed. *Danny:* Yes, with a switch thing. *Mason:* Can you name the person who did it? *Danny:* I'd rather not talk about it now. *Mary:* You don't have to. It's the same gang that threatened you in here before. *Mason:* If you're willing to press charges, we can have them put away. *Danny:* It won't do any good. There's fifty more where he came from. *Mason:* Well, it's a start, if you wanna put a stop to this kind of thing Danny. You're gonna have to be more than a peacemaker if you wanna do something really constructive. *Cruz comes to speak to Danny.* *Mary:* Yeah, ah… just a minute. Mason, could you… put these… *(wants him to finish putting a bandage around Danny's arm)* *Mason:* I got it, I got it. *Danny:* Cushy. She's got you to be a doctor now, hah? *Mason:* Yeah, I am a GP this week, next week I'll learn about open heart surgery. *Danny (drolly):* Pretty short-handed around here, aren't they? *Later on.* *Mary:* Mason, I wanna go see other doctor about how Danny's doing. *Mason:* Yeah, I hope he doesn't have to go to the hospital or Rosa will be frantic. *Mary:* Oh, I don't think he will. I'll be right back. *Mason:* Sure. *Cruz argues with the guy who helped out Danny. Mason interferes.* *Mason:* Enough! Very good. Very, very good! Are we going to have another fight? Isn't what happened to Danny enough? *Mary:* Danny's gonna be fine. He is resting right now. *Cruz:* Can I talk to him? *Mary:* Sure, you can. *Finally Mason and Mary are left alone in the room.* *Mason:* You look tired. *Mary:* No, no, no. I'm fine. I bet I look a mess though. *Mason:* Nothing like little retouching your forehead. *(touches her forehead with a cotton ball)* *Mary (laughs, then notices a delivery man with a huge bouquet of flowers):* What is this? *Delivery man:* Flowers. Mary Duval? *Mary (surprised):* Mary Duval? That's me. The flowers for me. Oh! Thank you. *Mason:* Thank you. Probably from a… grateful patient. What does the card say? *Mary (reads the card):* Mason… *(smiles happily)* *Mason:* Short and sweet. As I've given up on flowery phrases. Just flowers… from now on. *Mary:* This is the phone call you were making before. *(Mason nods his head.)* You know I am so embarrassed. I thought that you were… calling another woman… making a date… *Mason:* Not a chance. *Mason smiles and leans slightly forward. Mary reads his gesture and also leans forward, and their lips lock in a long kiss.*

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