Re: CSI:Miami: RT #5- In God We Trust-All Others Are Suspect
Welcome back Trevor.
Shot From Afar
Lounge, 7 pm
Katie: *runs in* WHERE IS SHE!
Carly: ...She's on the couch.
Katie: Oh thank GOD. *sits on couch*
Jess: Are you sure you don't need our h-
Katie: *growls*
Jess: ...*steps back*
Speed: *walks in*
Katie: LOOK AT WHAT THEY DID TO MY BABY!
Speed: *stops walking*
Carly: *hides behind Speed*
Jess: *hides behind Carly*
Katie: *hugs Lori* Oh she's probably feeling like a garbage truck.
Carly: Garbage truck?
Katie: *points* YOU! YOU DID THIS!
Speed: Now, Kaite, it's not their fault.
Katie: *stands*
Speed: *backs up*
Katie: *grabs a pen, draws a line across the floor* Whoever crosses this line, will die.
Speed: Even me?
Katie: No. *grabs Speed* Get over here.
Carly: OH NO WE'RE EXPOSED! SPEED WAY TO BE A MAN!
Speed: Sorry.
Jess: YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO PROTECT US!
Katie: *pushes Speed onto couch* He's mine.
Speed: I am?
Carly/Jess: HE IS?
Katie: *grabs mop* Don't move any closer or it's mister mop in your face.
Carly/Jess: *runs out of room*
Katie: *sigh* There. *sits on couch*
Speed: I didn't realize you owned me.
Katie: *grabs Lori* You should have realized that the second we got married. *hugs Lori*
Speed: You want me to take her home?
Katie: Uh, no I'll do it thank you very much.
Speed: Yeah and you call me overprotective.
Katie: *stands* I'll take her home.
Speed: What about me?
Katie: You can walk.
Speed: Funny.
Katie: While you were investigating and stuff, me and the girls pooled our money and bought you a motorcycle.
Speed: *stands* If you're kidding, I'll murder you.
Katie: Come see it, it's out front.
Front of building
Katie: You like it?
Speed: ...
Katie: What? What's wrong?
Speed: It's...It's...It's mine.
Katie: Are you crying?
Speed: No.
Katie: *rolls eyes*
Speed: You are the best wife EVER.
Katie: I know.
Speed: AND IT'S BLACK!
Katie: That's good right?
Speed: A black Ducati is always good.
Katie: HA. I win. Now you have to sleep with me.
Speed: *looks at Katie*
Katie: ...
Speed: You play a tricky game.
Katie: Did it work?
Speed: *winks*
Katie: What does that mean?
Speed: *grabs helmet* It means I'll see you later.
Katie: You're leaving?
Speed: *gets on bike* You can drive yourself home, remember?
Speed rides off in motorcycle
Katie: ...Pfft men and their toys. *walks to Hummer*
TBC.........
Welcome back Trevor.
Shot From Afar
Lounge, 7 pm
Katie: *runs in* WHERE IS SHE!
Carly: ...She's on the couch.
Katie: Oh thank GOD. *sits on couch*
Jess: Are you sure you don't need our h-
Katie: *growls*
Jess: ...*steps back*
Speed: *walks in*
Katie: LOOK AT WHAT THEY DID TO MY BABY!
Speed: *stops walking*
Carly: *hides behind Speed*
Jess: *hides behind Carly*
Katie: *hugs Lori* Oh she's probably feeling like a garbage truck.
Carly: Garbage truck?
Katie: *points* YOU! YOU DID THIS!
Speed: Now, Kaite, it's not their fault.
Katie: *stands*
Speed: *backs up*
Katie: *grabs a pen, draws a line across the floor* Whoever crosses this line, will die.
Speed: Even me?
Katie: No. *grabs Speed* Get over here.
Carly: OH NO WE'RE EXPOSED! SPEED WAY TO BE A MAN!
Speed: Sorry.
Jess: YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO PROTECT US!
Katie: *pushes Speed onto couch* He's mine.
Speed: I am?
Carly/Jess: HE IS?
Katie: *grabs mop* Don't move any closer or it's mister mop in your face.
Carly/Jess: *runs out of room*
Katie: *sigh* There. *sits on couch*
Speed: I didn't realize you owned me.
Katie: *grabs Lori* You should have realized that the second we got married. *hugs Lori*
Speed: You want me to take her home?
Katie: Uh, no I'll do it thank you very much.
Speed: Yeah and you call me overprotective.
Katie: *stands* I'll take her home.
Speed: What about me?
Katie: You can walk.
Speed: Funny.
Katie: While you were investigating and stuff, me and the girls pooled our money and bought you a motorcycle.
Speed: *stands* If you're kidding, I'll murder you.
Katie: Come see it, it's out front.
Front of building
Katie: You like it?
Speed: ...
Katie: What? What's wrong?
Speed: It's...It's...It's mine.
Katie: Are you crying?
Speed: No.
Katie: *rolls eyes*
Speed: You are the best wife EVER.
Katie: I know.
Speed: AND IT'S BLACK!
Katie: That's good right?
Speed: A black Ducati is always good.
Katie: HA. I win. Now you have to sleep with me.
Speed: *looks at Katie*
Katie: ...
Speed: You play a tricky game.
Katie: Did it work?
Speed: *winks*
Katie: What does that mean?
Speed: *grabs helmet* It means I'll see you later.
Katie: You're leaving?
Speed: *gets on bike* You can drive yourself home, remember?
Speed rides off in motorcycle
Katie: ...Pfft men and their toys. *walks to Hummer*
TBC.........