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Gables Estates, house, 1pm
Katie: *opens notepad* So Scott, I understand the wheels on your Camaro were slashed. I wonder who did that. *looks at Lori*
Lori: *frowns*
Scott: *stares at Katie*
Katie: She must have been real angry about the argument this afternoon.
Scott: The tires on my car are slashed?
Katie: There's also 10 kilos of cocaine in your trunk. *shrugs* Criminals. Can't trust 'em.
Lori: There's
how much cocaine in his trunk?
Katie: You should know, you put it there.
Lori: *looks at Scott*
Scott: *staring at Lori*
Lori: *stands*
Scott: *grabs Lori's arm*
Lori: *sits*
Scott: *looks at Katie* This has gone on long enough. You've been playing this game all day and we've indulged it so you had something to put in your little book about relationships in the hope that you'd either stop or recognize that we found you out and we're not being serious but we're finished.
Katie: You weren't being serious?
Lori: NO! You messed with us so we're messing with you! Granted, it was my idea and I never really have the smartest ideas and Scott's awesome for going along with it but...you put cocaine in his car?! Where the hell did you get that much!
Katie: You think you're the only one with connections?
Lori: What connections!
Katie: I pretended to be you.
Lori: OH MY GOD! MOTHER!
Katie: It's okay, in the roll of 20s, I stuck in a bunch of 1s so I didn't have to pay all of it. Joke's on them! HA!
Lori: ...Do you realize when they find out, they're not going to be very happy?
Katie: Why do you think I used your name?
Lori: *frowns*
Scott: I'll go get rid of it. *stands, walks away*
Lori: Wait for me! *jumps up, knocks over chair, runs*
Garage
Scott: *opens trunk*
Lori: *staring into trunk* What do you think we should do with it?
Scott: *looks at Lori* ...Get rid of it.
Lori: Right. I know that.
Scott: *stares at Lori*
Lori: *hugs Scott's arm* Just leave it for tomorrow. Close it.
Scott: *closes trunk*
Lori: Lock it up. In fact, just lock the whole god damned garage.
Scott: You know how to get in here.
Lori: Then hide the keys, Scott.
Scott: Okay. Let's go inside.
Everglades Safari Park, 2pm
Calleigh: *closes Hummer door* What do we have?
Yelina: Tourist was found dead on this walking trail. No witnesses. ID was on the body, his name is Mark Chamberlain. He's from Boston.
Delko: *kneels, picks up wallet* Credit cards, cash...doesn't look like a robbery.
Calleigh: Got a casing over here. *shines flashlight*
Yelina: His family said he came out to take some pictures while they visited the gift shop.
Calleigh: And nobody heard the shot?
Yelina: Not so far. I'll keep canvasing the park, see if anyone turns up. *walks away*
Delko: *looks around* If he was taking pictures, there should be a camera around here. *walks over to edge of trail*
Calleigh: Killer could have taken it.
Delko: Why take the camera but not the credit cards or money?
Calleigh: Maybe he caught a photograph of his killer.
Delko: *leans over bridge* Or maybe he didn't get a chance to take it. Check it out. *points to edge of bridge*
Calleigh: *looks over* What is it?
Delko: *picks up plastic* It's the backing to a battery junction. Must have popped off when he dropped the camera.
Calleigh: *smiles* Then it looks like you're going for a swim.
Delko: *smirks*
Truck, road
Cait: Why can't I go with you to Australia?
Josh: You have finals coming up. Ethan and I should be back next week.
Cait: How come Mum can't come here?
Josh: That's just the way it is.
Cait: I don't want to stay with uncle Tim. He doesn't let me do anything.
Josh: You're not staying with uncle Tim. You're staying with Lori.
Cait: *smiles* Seriously? I get to stay at her house? YES!
Josh: Caitlin, if I get one phone call from them that you haven't been doing what you're supposed to, there's going to be hell to pay when I get back. Understand?
Cait: *rolls eyes*
Josh: Cait.
Cait: Fine! God, you're such a fucking-
Josh: *looks at Cait*
Cait: Nevermind.
Gables Estates, house, 4pm
Katie: Okay, I'm heading to work now. I should be back tomorrow.
Lori: Where are you going to be staying?
Katie: The lab. I'm working a double.
Lori: *nods*
Katie: I'll give you a call. *waves to Josh and Cait* Bye! *walks away*
Josh: Thanks for taking her.
Lori: It's no problem. I'll make sure she gets to school on time.
Josh: I should be back in a few days. Be good, Cait.
Cait: *crosses arms*
Josh: *walks away*
Lori: *shuts door*
Cait: So where's my room?
Lori: Upstairs. I'll show it to you.
Upstairs, bedroom
Cait: WHOA! This is HUGE! This is all for me?
Lori: Yep.
Cait: *smiles* Aw man, you're LOADED! This is so cool. *jumps onto bed* I'm gonna love this.
Lori: *sits on bed* Dinner will be on in a couple hours so you can veg out for a while.
Cait: Where's your hot hubby?
Lori: He's in the kitchen cooking dinner.
Cait: What are we having?
Lori: Fish.
Cait: Yuck. What else?
Lori: Vegetables.
Cait: Gross. Where's the real food?
Lori: I know how you feel. I'm not a big fan of fancy dinners, I'd just as much rather have a burger and a beer but that's not going to happen tonight.
Cait: Then I don't wanna eat.
Lori: Stephanie's 3 and she eats it.
Cait: Well she's a loser.
Lori: Then at least sit at the table with us. If you get hungry, you can have some.
Cait: Fine.
Lori: *stands, walks away*
Dinner table, 5pm
Cait: *picking at food*
Lori: *pours juice*
Steph: *reaches for cup*
Lori: Just a second.
Steph: Hurry, Momma.
Lori: *slides glass over* Two hands.
Steph: *grabs cup, drinks*
Scott: *sits at table*
Cait: *looks at Scott*
Scott: *picks up fork*
Cait: *stares at Scott*
Scott: *smiles* Hi.
Cait: *smiles* I like the fish.
Lori: ...You haven't eaten it.
Cait: Shut up, I'm not talking to you.
Lori: *frowns*
Cait: *eats fish*
Lori: So Cait...what do you want to be when you finish highschool?
Cait: I don't know.
Lori: *slaps Scott* What did you want to be when you were a kid?
Scott: Uh...like any little boy, I went through a lot of phases. Cowboy, fireman, doctor...then in highschool I was working toward something in business or foreign trade. I liked competition.
Cait: So you like, picked a boring job.
Scott: *smiles*
Lori: What do you like to do?
Cait: *shrugs* Lots of stuff. Doesn't mean I'll make a career out of it.
Lori: You have lots of time yet to decide.
Cait: Can I have a beer?
Lori: Um...no.
Cait: I drink all the time.
Lori: You're not old enough.
Cait: Wow talk about pot and kettle.
Lori: Your dad doesn't want you drinking, it has nothing to do with what I've done in the past.
Cait: You mean stabbing my father and pouring bleach all over him?
Lori: *stares at Cait*
Cait: I remember you doing it. *looks down at plate, picks up fork*
Lori: I'm sorry, Cait.
Cait: *rolls eyes* Yeah, whatever. *digs at food*
TBC................................
