Home Transcripts Snappies Fan Creations M & M Press Links June 24, 2003: Tad and Liza deny they want each other. Liza: You think -- you think that -- you think that I think that -- Tad: I think you should string a thought together. Liza: Oh! Tad: That's what I think. Liza: [Laughs.] You are out of your mind! Tad: No, I am not! I am right on the money here. Liza: Oh. Tad: You didn't come over here because you're worried about Mia. Liza: Yes, yes, I did come over here -- Tad: No, no, no! You told yourself that so you wouldn't turn around on the way over. You're here because you don't like the idea of me moving on with my life. Liza: You know, please, I want you to move on. Tad: Yeah, as long as it was somebody who's, like, you know, unavailable or uninterested or not hot. Liza: Do you think my sister's hot? Tad: No, Liza, she's a total beagle. Speaking of which, I could swear you're just going to start marking your territory any minute. Liza: Oh, you know -- Tad: Maybe I should put down some plastic sheeting or newspaper. Liza: Oh, honestly, you know, you haven't changed, not one bit. You're still the same egotistical, insolent little child that you were in high school. Tad: That's right, baby, I still got it. You loved it then and you love it now. Admit it. Liza: You think I find this retro side of you appealing? Tad: I think you find every side of me appealing, huh? [He shakes his bottom towards her. Liza turns her head and moves away.] Liza: Oh, you know, I am not going to do this with you. Tad: Go ahead, seriously. Liza: Stop it! Tad: Just look me in the eye and tell me, okay? Liza: Forget it. No, you know what? Tad: I want you to, really, come on. Liza: Once the conversation turns, it's useless. Tad: Oh, well, you've certainly perfected the art of running scared. Liza: Scared? Scared? Tad: No, seriously, take off. Liza: No, no, I just refuse to have a conversation with you when you won't act like an adult! Tad: When things get a little too close to the bone. When things get real, you take off. Liza: Don't rewrite history, Tad. Mia: [Comes in.] Supposing we all just concentrate on the future. Liza: Mia. Tad: Hey. Mia: [Smiling.] Lize. What you doing here, huh? Liza: [Tad pokes her on the arm; she slaps his hand away.] Nothing. Mia: Oh, wait, wait, where have I heard that before? Liza: No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I know that you said that to me when I asked you what you were doing with Tad, but this situation is completely different. Mia: Oh, really? Why is that? Tad: Because she's been carrying a torch for me for years. Liza: Tad, would you -- Tad: Oh, it's okay, sweetheart. We don't expect you to admit it. Liza: I am not carrying a torch for him. Tad: Yeah, right, and only you can prevent forest fires. Mia: Oh, God, look, could you guys just stop denying that you're interested in each other long enough to hear what I have to say, please, because it's very important to all of us. Mia: I don't want you two fighting anymore, okay? I just -- I don't, and I don't want anyone fighting anymore. Tad: Oh, it's okay, sweetheart. This is how we communicate. We're actually pretty good at it. Mia: Well, listen, just don't do it because of me, okay, because I'm benched. I am officially taking a break from the dating game, officially. Tad: Does this mean you won't be, you know, tackling any more innocent strangers on the beach? Mia: Nope. Done. Tad: Uh-huh. Liza: You know, I -- I don't mean to upset you, but I don't believe you. Mia: Why don't you believe me? Liza: Well, because when I left the office, I didn't tell you where I was going, so unless you followed me -- Mia: I didn't follow you. Liza: So what are you doing here? Why are you at Tad's house? Mia: I came here to apologize to Tad. I didn't think I would see you here. I was going to apologize to you when I saw you at home. Tad: [German accent] Now do you believe her? Liza: Honestly. Mia: I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. I haven't been myself lately. I've been sort of -- Tad: Hurt. Mia: Yes, among other things. Liza: Mia, you've had some really tough breaks. Mia: Yeah. But that's no excuse for the way I’ve been behaving. Liza: Well, what are you going to do? Mia: I am going to stop feeling sorry for myself and I'm going to stop trying to make everyone else around me as miserable as I've been. Tad: You know what this is? A real live Mia culpa. [Liza turns to look at him.] I'll be over here. Mia: Great. Liza: Thank you. Mia: Liza, I -- you have been so supportive, and I have done nothing but throw all of the mistakes that you made back in your face, and I'm really sorry. Liza: I forgive you. I love you. [They hug.] Mia: I love you. [Tad goes to hug Mia, but Liza moves his arm away.] Tad: What? Liza: [Smiles.] Oh. Mia: And, Tad, you're right, I did bait and continually throw myself at you and I put you in all these awkward positions, and I’m -- I'm truly sorry. Tad: You know, as awkward positions go, it's one of the best, so no worries, okay? Mia: Okay. And so now I think I’ll just get out of here and let things get back to how they probably should be. Liza: Mia, there is nothing going on between the two of us, honest. Mia: Oh, come on, Liza, the three of us know better than that. [She laughs and walks to the door.] Tad: Mia? I just want to say that, you know, some of the things I said to you on the beach about you and Jake and the way things worked out -- well, they were out of line. Mia: Yeah, but some of them are true, so -- no worries, okay? Tad: Yeah, okay. Mia: Night. Tad: Night, sweetheart. Liza: Night. [Mia leaves. Tad and Liza look at each other.] Liza: So, now what? Tad: What do you mean, "now what?" How am I supposed to know? Liza: Don't you have all the answers? Tad: No. Then again, I didn't come knocking on your door. You came over to my house to torture me about trying to get nasty with your little sister. Liza: Which, it turns out, you weren't really doing. Tad: And didn't I tell you so? Liza: Well, she seemed genuinely sorry. Tad: That's because your sister is good people. On the other hand, it could just be a phase. [He sits on the couch.] Liza: Oh, stop being so cynical. [She sits next to him.] She let us both off the hook and you know it. Tad: Why were you on the hook? Liza: Oh, I was trying to control her life. I did tell her to stay away from you. Tad: And isn't that a big steaming pile of irony. Liza: What do you think she meant, though, you know, that there's a lot more going on than we're both willing to admit? Tad: I don't know, what do you think she meant? Liza: You think that it's possible? Maybe there is? Tad: What? Liza: Well, you know, I mean, we could -- I mean, you know, should consider the possibility... Tad: Are you? Liza: Are you? Tad: I'd be lying if I said that -- that I hadn't, you know, once or twice sort of thought about a reunion. Liza: Really? Tad: Yeah. Haven't you? Liza: Maybe. Tad: Okay, so maybe I am, too. [They look at each for a few moments.] Liza: But I'm not... Tad: Oh, well, me, neither. Come on. Liza: Yeah, I mean, no need to relive the past. Tad: Yeah, who -- who wants to do that? Liza: Yeah, been there -- Tad: Done you. Liza: [Glares.] Thanks. Tad: [Ruefully] Anytime. Liza: I should go, I guess. Tad: Okay. Okay. Sure. Liza: Okay. Tad: [He turns and moves closer to Liza as if to say something, but he doesn't and turns back.] Yeah. Liza: Bye. [She gets up and goes to the door.] Tad: See you. [Liza leaves. Tad goes to his room, but comes back to the living room as if expecting to see her. Liza is outside the door, her hand on the doorknob, but she leaves.]