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Today on TopStoryLive:

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Fictdialogue: fencesitter

[MUSIC IN BACKGROUND: "SUNRISE" BY SIMPLY RED]

PRODUCER BILL Good drink.

ANGELA, THE GIRL WOMAN I COULD HAVE BEEN Me too.

BILL Way too much vodka. It's a good thing.

ANGELA So tell me about this girl.

BILL She's not a girl. She's a young woman.

ANGELA But you get a kick out of her.

BILL Yeah, well, I barely know her. She's real. She's not like these plastic young women who are like, complete and utter. Pretty killer body. Buy stock in Revlon. But not outrageous, you know? That sort of thing. I work with at least three of them.

ANGELA You mean, at least three of the women you work with are ... whatever you said ...

BILL Yop... well ... for another thing she's not married. Hell, for another thing she's a woman.

ANGELA You said it -- I didn't.

BILL Maybe it's just a passing fancy. I'll have the curiosity for several months....

ANGELA Of course it's a passing fancy. You got nothing going on right now, right?

BILL [SHAKES HEAD]

ANGELA You're just sniffing around a new tree until you feel comfortable scratching up against it. Or it falls on top of you.

BILL [RUEFULLY] Like a dog.

ANGELA You're not going to PEE on her. You're just going to ... well, I know you, and you're not going to do anything. You didn't do anything with that other guy. And it was a very very very good thing!

BILL [NONCOMMITTAL] Right.

[SONG IN BACKGROUND TURNS TO "BEND AND BREAK" BY KEANE]

ANGELA Trust me. Don't go there.

[TAKING A HARSH LOOK AT HIM] I mean it!

BILL Since when have I ever made you a promise like that?

ANGELA COME ON!

BILL Relax. You're right. The more I get to know her the more I'll find reasons not to go there. It's just a passing fancy.

[THEY BOTH TAKE SIPS OF THEIR DRINKS.]

BILL And supposing it's not a passing fancy.

ANGELA It's not a good idea.

BILL No, I mean, what if I am really curious about women? You know what my buddy Xxxxx said about it. Or at least implied.

ANGELA No, what?

BILL ....... I'm going to pour myself another drink.

[ANGELA REARRANGES HERSELF ON THE COUCH TO LIE BACK ON THE ARM. SHE RESERVES WHAT SHE'S GOING TO SAY.]

BILL Well, he's screwed around with women.

ANGELA You want to rephrase that, I think.

BILL I'm too tired. ...... I mean, he's been with women and he's been with men and he knows men are the ones for him.

ANGELA Okay. So you're... I see what you're saying.

[BILL GOES SILENT.]

[ANGELA SAYS NOTHING.]

[BILL FINISHES HIS DRINK.]

ANGELA Let me finish this...

[SHE DRINKS]

ANGELA I'd better go.

BILL Are you okay to drive?

ANGELA I dunno. Do you have some water?

BILL Um...... [HE OPENS THE REFRIGERATOR]

ANGELA That's okay, I have to stop for gas on the way home, I'll get something there.

BILL [RELATIVELY CONCERNED] You sure?

ANGELA Yeah. Sure. No problem. G'night, sweets.

[HAVING PUT ON HER COAT, SHE KISSES BILL ON THE CHEEK AND LEAVES.

BILL WALKS AROUND AIMLESSLY A MOMENT AND EXITS]

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