 Transcripts Snappies Fan Creations M & M Press LinksMay 5/6, 2004: Liza tells Tad that she's in love with him. Liza: Well, hello. [A hand darts out and pulls Liza into the elevator. It's Tad. He takes Liza to the roof of the building.] Liza: You are so caveman. Oh, please tell me you're off -- Tad: Don't, okay? Stop it. Stop it. All I want to know is what you think you're trying to pull with Krystal and JR and Babe. Liza: Are you teasing? If I give you the wrong answer, are you going to turn me over your knee? Tad: Spare me the oh-so-cute routine, all right? I have just about OD'd on all your little games. Liza: Good, you know, because they used to be our games. They were Olympic-sized games and you always went for the gold. Tad: Well, if that's the case, then you'll believe me when I say if you don't tell me right now what kind of head trip you're pulling on Krystal, you will regret you ever took me on. Liza: Krystal and I -- our paths hardly ever cross since you went monk on us. Tad: Yeah, and yet you managed to work in a little after-dinner head game in the ladies' room at SOS? You know, I'm sure you were so slick she never even saw it coming. You make a little casual comment, pretend to know more than you do, and wait for her to dump the rest. Liza: I didn't go after Krystal. And even if I did, would she need you to protect her? She's not exactly a hothouse flower. Tad: Maybe not, but this also involves JR and Babe, and it's never a good idea to go after my kid. Liza: Well, I honestly don't know what it is that you think I'm doing, but you're wrong. Why don't we just take a step back and we can talk later. [She turns to leave, but Tad grabs her arm.] Tad: No, we won't talk later, okay? I've had it, I'm done, Liza. I mean, you skulk around, you spy on me. Now you're -- now you're screwing with Krystal's head? What's next, stove-top rabbit stew? Is this really what you're about? Because if it is, I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore. Liza: Don't you -- are you listening to yourself? Did you hear just the way you just talked to me? Tad: Well, Liza, I don't even know who the hell you are! Liza: I am your friend! I am the one that will tell you that Krystal Carey is bad news! And while she's trying to bring you down, I'm trying to protect you. Liza: Tell me, was I supposed to just let Krystal drag you down? You know, I never did find out what it was she was hiding, and for all I know, she could have you wrapped up in something illegal. Tad: Liza, I'm a grown man, okay? You don't have to look out for me, I don't need a bodyguard. Liza: Friends don't need an invitation to look out for one another. Tad: Well, by all means, consider yourself uninvited. Seriously, I don't want to see you skulking around in the shadows trying to defend poor, dim Tad. Liza: Oh, come on, you're one of the brightest people I know. Tad: Well, right now my light bulb is going off, and it's telling me that you're throwing your elbows around in other people's lives, trying to stick your nose in something that doesn't concern you. Liza: All right, you know what? You don't even want to hear what I have to say. Tad: No! Not if you're going to try to con me about some big secret, I don't. Liza: You know, what did she do to you? How -- how have you lost the ability to think with your brain? Tad: Watch it. Liza: Whatever Krystal is involved in could create a lot of damage to you and to your family. Can't you see that? Tad: I don't know what you think, you know, and it doesn't matter. The only thing that does is whatever happens between me and Krystal is none of your business. Liza: Of course it is. I'm in love with you. Liza: You know, we've -- we've come so close so many times, and we never go for the relationship because we're afraid it's going to ruin our friendship. But I -- I think we're wrong. I think it would make our relationship bigger and better. Tad: What? Liza: Well, I think, accepting what I already know to be true -- that Dixie has the largest part of your heart. But that you have a special corner in there that's just for me. Tad: My God, of course I do. Liza: I want to save my spot, and that means I can't let Krystal screw this up for us. Tad: Oh, Liza. Krystal hasn't screwed us up. I have. Tad: Liza, I don't know where or when or even why it happened, but somewhere along the line you became my best friend. I mean, no matter how much destruction you caused in my life, no matter how much havoc I wreaked in yours, you and I never drifted so far apart that we couldn't find one another again. Liza: Well, we never have to drift apart ever again, and we've been moving to this point since we were teenagers. Tad: I don't think where we're moving is what you've got in mind. I know you love me, and I love you right back, but just not in the way you're thinking. Liza: I know that Dixie holds your heart. Tad: No, that's -- that's not what I meant. Liza: Not Dixie? Tad: The other day, you nailed me when you said that my little hiatus was just a way of covering my feelings for Krystal. Liza: Well, I -- I was wrong. Tad: No. You weren't wrong, because I do have feelings for Krystal. I don't know where they're going to take me, but I'm going to try to follow them, if she'll let me. Liza: Tad, I mean, what you and I have is a lot more than what happens in the bedroom. Tad: If I had ever thought for one second the two of us getting involved would risk our friendship, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. Liza: Oh, so you -- you never -- well, all this didn't really have anything to do with Dixie. I lost out to Miss Tractor Pull 1993. And you just want me to shake it off and be your good friend? Tad: Hey -- you and I have been through a lot of really, really bad things together. I know we can get through this. Liza: You know, I gotta tell you, you know what I thought about when we were together? I thought that we were making love. Tad: Just tell me what to do so I can make this better. Liza: No, you should go and be with her. You should share your -- your tender feelings with her. And when she pulls the rug out from underneath you and you need a shoulder to cry on, you should go to someone else, because your good friend Liza really doesn't give a damn anymore. [She leaves.] |