Scene
One: Felicia is talking on the phone to someone at the
Outback, asking if he could open up for her because Georgie
is sick. The person tells her its his and his wife's anniversary;
she says she understands. She realizes she will have to go open
up, and looks depressed. Just then there is a knock at the door.
She walks toward the door even more angry.
Felicia:
So, help me if you wake up my baby and you're selling something,
(making an angry fist) I'm going to gee....!
Seeing
it is Tom, she smiles.

Tom:
(Using a salesman voice) Good morning, Madame. (Speaking fast,
and walking inside) Are you bored, tired, listless, or down-in-the-dumps?
Felicia:
(Looking worried) Why, do I look it?
Tom:
No, no, no. You look lovely. If a little morose. But I have just
the thing to change that condition, something that every disheartened
parent should have, to brighten his or her life: A puppy
(showing her a pet carrier)!
Tom
walks towards the living room.
Felicia:
Are you out of your mind!?
Tom:
No, no, no (raising his finger) but that's a very good question,
I'm going to save that for my psychiatrist, in the meantime (continues
on his way to the livingroom).
Felicia:
(Desperate) No! NO (running after him). Don't even open it.
Tom:
(Spastic) Come on!
Felicia:
I don't even want to meet it.
Tom:
(Sitting down) Good, good, good.
Felicia:
Take it back to the SPCA, or the kennel or wherever it is you
got it. The last thing I want is something that pees all over
the house uncontrollably.
Tom:
Never fear! Never worry! Fully house-trained.
Felicia
watches, looking down at him, frantic, as Tom opens the carrier.

Tom:
Voilá (taking out a stuffed animal puppy)! Mom's best friend.
It
is a winded up toy, which jumps around, and barks.
Tom:
(Cont.) The doggy with noooo disadvantages.
Felicia
bends down and picks it up, smiling and laughing. Tom watches
smiling, and happy he made Felicia happy.

Tom and Felicia are on her livingroom floor, playing with the
doggie.


Tom:
See, the perfect companion: Undemanding, never barks, never whines,
the only thing you have to change is the batteries. (Turning it
off) Hmm?
Felicia:
Poor me (turning towards Tom).
Tom:
(Looking at her) Poor Felicia. (Taking her in his arms) Poor Felicia.
Yes. Yes.
She
buries her head in his shoulder, and wraps her arms around him.
Tom chuckles.
Felicia:
It's so good!
Tom
gets a look, realizing the situation. Felicia does too. She
looks up at him, he down at her. It appears they are about to
kiss.

Then
she breaks away. She nervously plays with her hair. They look
at each other, a little seriously and a little mixed with sensuality.

Scene
Two: Later that evening, Felicia is alone on the floor, playing
with her stuffed puppy. Maxie, dressed in her nightgown,
comes over. Maxie wonders if the toy is a surprise for
her. She tells her daughter it is for her "from Tommy's
daddy." Maxie wonders why. She tells her daughter "kind
of a `cheer me up' present." Maxie thinks that is nice.
Felicia agrees. Maxie likes Tom. Felicia agrees. Maxie wonders
if her mother likes Tom as she likes "Uncle" Mac --
Felicia and Max had been involved. Felicia does not answer,
seems like she just may and is not sure how to react. Felicia
explains that "Uncle Mac" has a special places in
their heart, "he is our best friend." They can count
on him, like no one else. Felicia agrees with Maxie that
she does like Tom. Felicia tells her he is a psychiatrist, like
Kevin. Maxie wonders what he treats, mispronouncing the word.
"They work on your head..... actually....", thinking
"what's going on inside your head. And what's going on
inside your heart. They help people who feel scared.... and
sad.... and mad and.... lonely." "Does Tommy's daddy
fix you when you feel lonely for Daddy?" Felicia looks
away again, her daughter yet again has come close to the truth.
She finally answers that Tom helps everyone, including her.
"And sometimes I help him." She adds, that is what
friends do. Maxie goes back to bed, leaving Felicia on the couch
to think over what happened between her and Tom, and her discussion
with Georgie.
Scene
Three: Felicia is lying on her sofa, sighing and moaning. Special
effects bells are heard and it shifts to a fantasy.
Tom's voice is heard.
Tom:
Very interesting.
Felicia's
eyes dart about, confused.
Tom:
(Cont.) How long have you been feeling this way?
Felicia:
I don't believe I said how I felt.
Tom:
(With his shrink pen and pad, leans over) Alright, then. So how
do you feel?
Felicia:
Would you like the condensed version or the five-part harmony
with full orchestration?
Tom:
Whatever makes you happy, it is your fantasy.

Felicia:
(Chuckles) Some help you are. (Looking at Tom) Sometimes I get
lonely. But I like being independent. Sometimes I get sooo
ticked off that my life didn't turn out to be the way I expected
it. But yet (touching her heart) my life is filled with love....
especially for my girls. I get soo tired sometimes (touching her
forehead) that I can't put one foot in front of the other. But
yet I still get a charge out of making it through each day. I'm
abstinate, by choice. And frustrated as all get out.

Tom
is now lerring at her. She notices this and sits up straight.
Realizing what he is doing.
Tom:
Sorry, but you said something about.... ah.... frustrated (frowning
intently).
Felicia:
Yes I did. Ever since Mac and I broke up everything's been kinda
of.... quiet on that front.
Tom:
(Nervously clears his throat) You and Mac (looking at his notes
to be professional). Ah.... wh.... why is it that didn't work
out.
Felicia:
Well, because he deserved unconditional love, and I couldn't
give it to him. Not then.
Tom:
And now?
Felicia:
Oh,
it would never work for the two of us, too much water under too
many bridges.
Tom:
And the "unconditional love" aspect?
Felicia:
Oh, I suppose I could do it.... for the right (grinning)
person.
She
looks over towards Tom, still grinning. Seriously, Tom remains
in psychiatrist mode.
Tom:
Frisco?
Felicia:
(Her had to her face, in thought) Well, of course, Frisco. But
he's never home. So, (gesturing) I think it's time for
me to know that I deserve more than just a phantom.
Tom:
So, you are looking for someone in your life?
Felicia:
Yes, but it's (leaning towards Tom) not as if I can slot him in
from 4 to 5 on every other Tuesday. He has to understand that
I have to be shared with my daughters.
Tom:
Well, your daughters need you, but what about you need?
Felicia:
My
needs? Well, yes "my needs." I.... well, I need
stimulating conversation, and humor, and some real, adult
fun. A little adventure now and then, and.... (embarrassed)
well, you know (nervous giggle).
Tom:
Sex?
Felicia:
I beg your pardon?
Tom:
I said, "sex."
Felicia:
Of course,
sex! Oh, this is never gonna work.
Tom:
No, I think you were doing great.
Felicia:
No....
no.... no, don't you see? I fantasized you as my psychiatrist,
and you have to be objective about all of this.
Tom:
You mean you're keeping me at arm's length?
Felicia:
Yes.
I can't even do (touching herself) my own fantasies right.
I'm really way out of practice, here.
Tom:
We'll have to work on this.
Felicia:
(Turning around and lying back on the sofa) Please! Please!
Fantasy
Tom gives her a smoldering look.

Felicia
snaps out of her fantasy, sits up and takes several snips of
water. She swallows hard, realizing the implication of what
just happened.
Scene
Four: Meanwhile, Damon Smith is believe to be dead, there
was a pool of his blood found and no body. Katherine Bell is
one of the suspects, and her blood is being tested by the cops
to match it with other blood at the site. She begs Mac
to help her.
Scene
Five: Felicia's, a little later that evening, the door bell
rings, Felicia answers to find Tom there. She stares at him,
not sure if it is Tom or another fantasy.
Tom:
(Waving his hand) Hello?
Felicia:
(Chuckles) Sorry,
(opening the door) I wasn't sure if it was the real you or not.
Tom:
You mean, you thought that I was somebody who just
kinda looked like me?
Felicia:
(Embarrassed to admit her fantasy) Ah, no. Maybe. A.... actually
I was having this strange interlude.
Tom:
I see. (Nodding his head) A.... a.... No, actually I don't see,
but I must admit I am intrigued.

Felicia:
(Giggles,
nervously; after a moment) You must have just figured out that
I just put up a fresh pot of coffee with your name on it.
Tom:
I knew that.
Felicia:
Come!
Tom:
(Following her inside) So tell me, what is this about a "strange
interlude?"
Felicia:
(Getting two mugs) Well, you know, that expression, "Out
of the mouth of babes?"
Tom:
Uh, hmm.
Felicia:
Maxie has
this real knack of getting right to the heart of things.
Tom:
Whose heart?
Felicia:
Mine. And the three men that she points out as being the
men in her mother's life (pouring the coffee).

Tom:
(Frowning) Three men?
Felicia:
Frisco. Mac. And the man that she refers to as "Tommy's daddy."
Tom:
Well, I'm.... (clearing his throat) seem to be in very heady company.
Are you going to share Maxie's observations with me, or must I
be kept in suspense?
Saved
by the door bell.
Felicia:
Kept in suspense.
She
goes over to answer. It is Mac. He tells her he needs her help
with a problem, and walks inside. Seeing Tom he says hi. He
tells her that Katherine is a probably murder suspect. Felicia
replies, "Really," not sounding upset. Mac thinks
she should be more compassionate. She tells him that if anyone
could murder, it is Katherine. Tom listens on. Mac is not amused.
She wonders who the victim is. Mac tells her, Damian.
Tom:
Damian Smith?
Felicia
is impressed, "She just went up ten notches in my book!"
He tells her that Damian is missing, he rented a lakeside cabin,
there was evidence connecting Katherine. Mac tells them that she
was at his [Mac's] place but she got scared and ran off to meet
him, but then never showed up. She was not seen until the following
day. She does not remember what happened during that time.
Tom:
That's not very promising. You say that Damian disappeared? Sounds
to me that they don't actually have a body.
Mac
agrees, he thinks that proves that Damian is not really dead.
Mac thinks that Damian is framing Katherine.
Tom:
Well, that's an odd thing to do.
Mac
tells Tom that Damian is capable. Felicia wonders if Katherine
might have done it to get from under Damian's control. Mac knows
Katherine is innocent. Felicia agrees to help. Just then Tom's
pager goes off.
Tom:
Oh, too bad, and things were just getting interesting. I have
to go to the hospital.
Felicia:
Go ahead.
Tom:
(To Mac)
I hope everything works out for you. (To Felicia) And hopefully,
we'll be able to finish up what you started.
Felicia:
(Flirting) Maybe we will. Maybe we won't.

Tom:
(Smiling back) Hmm! (He leaves).
Felicia
is deep in thought, Mac taps her back, "I *was* interrupting
something, wasn't I?" She admits, "I'm not sure."
Scene
Six: A little later, Felicia and Mac agree, that after the police
finish their investigation, to meet and search Damian's cabin.
Felicia is excited, things have been so boring lately. Mac leaves.
Felicia has another fantasy
Everything is in black-and-white, there is sexy music. A
sultry woman, dressed in Parisian style, is sensually smoking
a cigarette. A man, wearing a beret, a scarf tied around his
neck, and a stripped, tight shirt grabs it, and then takes her
in his arms. They dance a hot sensual dance. She kisses him
passionately, then pushes him away, he grabs her and picks her
up, they dance off. Felicia is at a bar, dressed sexy
and sophisticated. Spy-esque music begins, and the camera pans
up a man in a trench coat. It is Mac, wearing a fedora. Felicia
sees him and sensually puckers her lips, he walks up to her,
speaking bad French, which is translated in subtitles.
Mac:
"The Eagle lands at midnight."
Felicia:
(Also in bad French, speaking in a sexy voice, which is subtitled)
"The baby cries at three in the morning.... Did you bring
the papers?"
Mac:
"Where's
the microfilm?"
Felicia:
"Men's room. Third stall from the left."
Mac:
"They're here. We can't let them see you."
Felicia:
"Do something!"
Mac:
"You asked for it."
He
kisses her neck. Felicia is enjoying it. She pulls away and
looks up at him, and does a double take.
Felicia:
(In her normal voice, speaking in English) What are you
doing here?
Mac
has turned into Tom, who is wearing the same trench coat. and
fedora.
Tom:
Picking up microfilm.
The
music swells into a romantic symphony.
Felicia:
This caper's supposed to be with Mac.
Tom:
Waste of time, Felicia. Mac's in love with Katherine now, so no
romantic future there.
Felicia:
You're a psychiatrist, you don't know anything about adventure!
Tom
runs his hand over the brim of his fedora, a la Humphrey Bogart.
Tom:
(With bad Bogey accent) Oh, yeah? Try me some time.
As
the music crescendos, he reaches in for a kiss, and she draws
toward it.

Just
then Maxie's voice is heard, drawing Felicia out of the fantasy
just before the kiss. Felicia wonders what is wrong with her.
"Mommy, I'm too warn." Disappointed, Felicia replies,
"Yeah, me too!"
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