| Episode begins at Tool Time. The camera is facing the audience and Heidi comes up from behind the
stand. By the back shot, the set is set up like a kitchen. |
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| Heidi: | Does everybody know what time it
is? |
| Audience: | "Tool Time!" |
| Heidi: | That's right. Welcome to a brand- new season. Binford Tools is proud to present Tim
"The Toolman" Taylor! Whoo-hoo. [The audience cheers. The "Tool Time" theme and the doors open and Tim
and Al walk out to the set] |
| Tim: | Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, Heidi. Welcome to a brand new season. I think,
therefore I am Tim "The Toolman" Taylor. Of course, you all know my assistant [Al salutes], He eats,
therefore he is Al Borland. |
| Al: | Well, we have a sizzling hot show for you today, so let's get cooking.
It's Barbecue Week
here on "Tool Time" [Points to a sign which it has smoke coming out of both ends and fanfare plays] Well,
barbecue goes back to primitive time when cavemen rubbed [Al walks in front of a table where Heidi is
rubbing two sticks together] two stick together to cook their carcass du
jour. |
| Tim: | Nothing like an all you-can-eat Brontosaurus buffet. But stay clear of that pudding.
Plonko! |
| Al: | Well, now a days you can cook your meat on this [walks in front of a table where Heidi
is holding up a small grill] 3 dollars portable unit, or cook like a king with this $35,000 [Walks over to
the part of the set where it's a kitchen] gas-cooking unit. |
| Tim: | [Camera gets a shot of each on] Built in dishwasher, disposal, CD player, and a pinch [Tim
flips some buttons] an automatic Hibachi cook. [A man pops his head up from an area above the
dishwasher rubbing two knives together. Tim and Al walk over to the workbench that has charcoal
bags on it] But for the purist there's nothing like charcoal. |
| Al: | They think the true measure of a man is to see how fast he can light his
coals. |
| Tim: | Oh, yeah. Of course, a woman thinks it's how long a man can keep his coals
lit. |
| Al: | Well, there's a gentleman in Indiana who used liquid oxygen, got his charcoal ready in 3
seconds. |
| Tim: | Yeah, but there's a very handsome guy right here in Detroit that says he can beat that
record. |
| [Tim and Al walk off the set] |
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| Cut to outside. |
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| [The camera pulls back on the "Tool Time" sign to reveal Heidi, Al, and Tim in silver
suits. Tim is wearing a fire fighter's hat. They walk up to a red
grill] |
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| Al: | Well, you may be wondering how Tim's going to beat that 3-second
record. |
| Tim: | Well, I'm not wondering. I got a hold of some of my buddies down at NASA. They gave me
their secret. Rocket fuel! [Bends down to pick up a silver container of fuel] Ah, rocket fuel's made with
lox, [Heidi takes the top of the container off.] and this don't go on no bagel, baby. This is liquid oxygen
with a skosh of hydrogen and for fun, a little soupcon of cilantro for flavoring. [Pours a little of the fuel
in the grill] |
| Al: | We're trained professionals. Please, don't try this at home. [Tim puts the top back on and hands
the container to Heidi] |
| Tim: | Ah, there you go. Heidi, my fire-starting devise,
please. |
| Heidi: | [Handing Tim a lit stick] Here you go,
Tim. |
| Tim: | Very high-tech. It's a stick. |
| [Tim lights the grill and Al stops his stopwatch] |
| Al: | 2.6 seconds! A new world record! |
| Heidi: | [Cheers then starts backing away.] Tim, its a little out of
control. |
| Tim: | Don't worry about it. Don't worry about it. Don't
panic. |
| Al: | Tim, keep away, keep away. Stay away from the
barbecue. |
| [Tim puts the lid on the grill and turns to face Al and
Heidi] |
| Tim: | It's okay. All right. It's fine. It s
done. |
| [The grill starts firing up. Tim turns around eyes- widen and the barbecue fires off like a rocket. Tim,
Heidi, and Al watch it fly off into the sky] |
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| [Opening Credits] |
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| Fade into the Taylor's living room. |
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| [Randy is on the couch and Mark is at the kitchen table. They are
watching "Tool Time" on TV] |
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| Tim: | [On TV] Don't worry about it. Don't worry about it. Don't panic. [Rocket engine whining]
["Tool Time" theme plays] |
| [Jill comes downstairs with boxes and her suitcase] |
| Jill: | O.K., I'm all packed. [To Randy] How was the "Tool
Time"? |
| Randy: | Amazing. I mean, Dad just launched a barbecue into
space. |
| Mark: | [Putting his CDs away] Dad has been acting weird lately, even for
him. |
| Jill: | [Putting boxes into a another box] You're telling me. He woke me up in the
middle of the night last night to talk about existentalism vis-à-vis "Tool
Time"? |
| Randy: | Dad actually use the term
"vis-à-vis?" |
| Jill: | [Getting more boxes] Oh, yeah. Then he had this great revelation coming out of
the bathroom, "If a man flushes the toilet and no one's around to notice it, did it
really flush?" |
| Mark: | Boy, does he need this vacation. |
| Randy: | [Walking over to the dinning room table] Yeah, I wish we were going up there
tonight. Lauren and her family are already up at the lake. |
| Jill: | Did you talk to her? |
| Randy: | Yeah. She said the weather's nice, the water's perfect, the only thing missing is
"moi." [To Mark] That's French for "me." |
| Mark: | What's French for "barf"? |
| Jill: | Mark, did you remember to pack your bathing
suit? |
| Mark: | Yeah, let me check. [Opens his suitcase and picks up some black
clothes] |
| Jill: | What is the deal with you wearing nothing but black clothes
lately? |
| Mark: | I like black. |
| Randy: | He's trying to create an image for himself. You know, bleak and desperate. It's
working. |
| Jill: | Boys, go upstairs and get your suitcases. I want to pack the car tonight so we don't have to
do it in the morning. |
| [Mark and Randy go upstairs] |
| [Tim enters with a big plastic bag] |
| Tim: | [Exhales] Hi. |
| Jill: | [Packing] Hi. |
| Tim: | What a great day, huh? Did some soul searching? [Hangs up his jacket] Got a brand-new
[holds up the bag] power soaker. And my barbecue grill was spotted over Roswell, New Mexico. Life is
good. |
| [Brad enters through the garden door and then slams
it] |
| Brad: | Life sucks. |
| Jill: | What's wrong? |
| Brad: | Angela broke up with me. |
| Tim: | I thought she was crazy about you. |
| Brad: | Yeah she was. Now she's crazy about some guy with a [Sits down] brand new
firebird. |
| Jill: | Oh, Brad. |
| Tim: | What a V-8? |
| Brad: | Mom, I can't go on this trip. I'm too bummed
out. |
| Tim: | Come on, Son. It will do no good to sit around here and
mope. |
| Jill: | Well, your dad's right. |
| Tim: | Come up to the lake and mope. You'll have no time to mope. [Randy and Mark enter with
their suitcases] None of you guys will, cuz I have a great big surprise for all of you when we get up
there. Guess what it is. |
| Brad: | Seeing Angela up there is the only surprise that will make me
happy. |
| Tim: | O.K., hint number one: This surprise won't make Brad
happy. |
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| Cut to the Taylor's car driving down a
street. |
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| Tim: | Come on, guess what the surprise is.
Anybody? |
| Jill: | Then once we get there, you'll start acting like a sane
person. |
| Tim: | Way off. Guess again. |
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| Cut to the car driving up to a cabin. |
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| Randy: | We spent the last 4 hours guessing. |
| Tim: | And you're still not even close. [Singing] Nanner, nanner,
nanner. |
| [They get out of the car] |
| Tim: | Ohh. |
| Jill: | All right. |
| Tim: | Ohh. [Stretches then go towards the back of the
car] |
| Jill: | Now, Tim, just think about this for a second, if we guess the surprise we will depriving you
the thrill of surprising us. And you'll be depriving us the joy of experiencing your
surprise. |
| Tim: | Profound. But not profound enough, vis-à-vis the quid
pro-quo. |
| Jill & Boys: | Quid pro-quo? |
| [Tim give Mark his book bag] |
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| Cut to inside their cabin. |
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| [The door is kicked open] |
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| Jill: | [Carrying a cooler. Exhales] Oh, look, its beautiful. It's exactly the
same. |
| Tim: | [Taking his suitcase into his room] Well, not exactly. They fixed the plumbing. So you can turn
on the faucet it doesn't sound like mating whales. |
| Randy: | I'm going over to see Lauren. [Puts his bags
down] |
| Jill: | Oh, no, no, no, no. I want you all unpacked before anyone goes
anywhere. |
| Tim: | And no one's going to fight over the good
bed. |
| Brad: | What does it matter? I'm going to cry into my pillow no matter where I
sleep. |
| Tim: | [Pats Brad on the back] That's the
spirit. |
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| Cut to a little later. |
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| [The boys are arguing in the back room] |
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| Tim: | [Entering from his room] HEY BOYS! BOYS! [They stop arguing] Just put the spring back
in the mattress put some duck tape over it, all right. Any more lip, you're just going to have to wait
longer for that surprise. [To Jill] Hey, you relaxed? Boy am I
relaxed. |
| Jill: | [Mumbles] You know I'm a wreck. My oldest son is heartbroken and my youngest son
is dressing like Johnny Cash. |
| Tim: | They're teenagers, honey. They're doing the same stuff we used to
do. |
| Jill: | No, no, no. It is much harder to be a teenager now a days. Things are much faster. It's more
competive. Peer pressure is much more intense. |
| Tim: | Jill. Jill. We're on vacation. And more importantly, [A glad tone] I'm on vacation.
[Knock on the door] |
| Lauren: | [Coming in] Hello. |
| Jill: | Oh. Hi Lauren. |
| Lauren: | Is Randy around? |
| Tim: | Randy? Oh, for the love of mike. [Hits the wall with his hand] I knew we forgot
something. |
| [Randy enters] |
| Randy: | Hey. |
| Lauren: | Hi. |
| Randy: | I missed you. |
| Lauren: | [Hugging Randy] I missed you, too. I came over by boat with my friend and my little
sister. Do you want to go for a ride? |
| Randy: | Sure. |
| Tim: | Whoooooa! Friend. [Jill tosses him a package of paper towels] Sister. You
know we have extra boys around. |
| Jill: | [Walking by] I don't think Brad and Mark are going to be in the mood for
that. |
| Tim: | Really. [To Brad and Mark in the back room] BRAD. MARK. There's girls down at the lake
that want to meet ya. |
| [They come running out] |
| Brad: | All right! Hey, Lauren! How you
doing? |
| [They race out the door] |
| Lauren: | Hi Brad and Mark. |
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| Cut to the lake. |
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| [Mark, Diane, Randy, Lauren, Brad and Jenny are sitting in a
boat] |
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| Lauren: | [To Randy] I love being with you on the
lake. |
| Randy: | [To Lauren] I love being with you
anywhere. |
| [Mark sticks his finger in this throat. Diane
laughs] |
| Diane: | You'll really different from your brothers. You're
so... |
| Mark: | Dark? |
| Diane: | Yeah. I like dark. |
| Randy: | How do you feel about about dork? |
| Brad: | [To Jenny] You know, Jenny. I'm not just interested in looks. A girl's gotta have a
personality. That's why Angela was so perfect. |
| Jenny: | That's nice to here. Again. |
| Brad: | I'm sorry. I'll stop talking about her. You know, I don't know what's so great about
Angela anyway. |
| Jenny: | As I recall, she was a blonde goddess who cleaned your room and worshipped the ground you
walked on. |
| Brad: | You're right. She was awesome. |
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| Cut to a speedboat going fast in the
water. |
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| [Jill is driving and Tim is just sitting there] |
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| Jill: | THIS IS SO MUCH FUN. |
| Tim: | SO I'M TOLD. ARE YOU TIRED OF DRIVING
YET? |
| Jill: | NOPE. |
| Tim: | ARE YOU GOING TO LET ME DRIVE? |
| Jill: | NOPE. |
| Tim: | DO YOU WANT ME TO DROP MY PANTS AND MOON REVEREND HICKS IN
CABIN 4? |
| Jill: | YEP. |
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| Cut back to the kids. |
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| [Randy and Lauren, Mark and Diane, with Brad and Jenny. They are still in the
boat] |
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| Lauren: | This is so beautiful. |
| Randy: | Yeah. I just can't wait until we get to be
alone. |
| Brad: | Alone? I guess when it comes down to it all of us are
alone. |
| Mark: | Will you shut up? [Diane hits him in his
arm] |
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| Cut back to a fast speedboat. |
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| [Tim is now in the drivers' seat. They are near the
kids] |
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| Jill: | [Yelling at Tim] SLOW DOWN! |
| Tim: | WHAT? |
| Jill: | SLOW DOWN! |
| [Brad notices the speedboat] |
| Brad: | Look out! [They slowly stand up] |
| [Tim comes close enough to the boat the water makes it tip over. Dumping everyone into the
water] |
| Lauren: | Oww! |
| Tim: | [Back to the kids in the water] THAT WASN'T THE
SURPRISE. |
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| Cut to outside the cabin. |
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| [Tim is un-foiling apiece of meat to put on the grill. Brad and Randy come out
with bowls and sit them on the table] |
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| Brad: | [Referring to the piece of meat Tim un-foiled] Wow! That's a big piece of
meat. |
| Randy: | Good thing they redid the
plumbing. [Tim gives him a look] |
| Tim: | How come your girls didn't join us for dinner,
fellas? |
| Randy: | Oh, probably because they're still picking kelp out of their
ears. |
| Brad: | Jenny hated me. [Puts a piece of food in his mouth]. You think I talked about Angela too
much? [Mark comes out] |
| Randy: | Brad, you did 20 minutes on how nice her teeth
were. |
| Brad: | I loved to watch her chew. |
| Mark: | Will you shut up? |
| Tim: | Guys, come on. Let's not fight. [Jill comes out] We're in a place we all love and it's
almost time for that surprise. |
| Jill: | Oh, thank god. I'm so sick of the surprise. I don't care what it is, I don't care what it costs,
and I just want it to be over. |
| Tim: | [About to strike a match] Well, it will be. As soon as we have dinner, all I have to do is
light these coals. |
| Jill & Boys: | No. [They run inside] |
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| Cut to Tim leading Jill and the boys to another
cabin. |
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| [Jill followed by Brad, Randy, and Mark have
their eyes covered and they are attached to the person's shirt in front of
them] |
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| Tim: | No, peeking. Follow me. Watch your step. Almost
there. |
| Cut to inside the cabin. |
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| [There is broken stuff all over the place. Cobwebs
everywhere] |
| Tim: | O.K. Uncover your eyes. [They do and looked
stunned] |
| Jill: | This is the big surprise? |
| Brad: | This is the old lodge. |
| Tim: | That's right. Haven't used it in about 10
years. |
| Jill: | Well, you can tell. There are broken windows, cobwebs everywhere, and a moose with one
antler. |
| Tim: | I know it doesn't look like much. But it will after we fix it
up. |
| Jill: | We? |
| Tim: | [A big smile on his face] We're going to buy this
place. |
| Jill: | We're going to what? |
| Tim: | We're going to buy this place, sell our house, say good-bye to Detroit, and move up here. [Big
smile and big arms] SURPRISE! |
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| [Commercial Break] |
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| Cut to where we left off. |
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| [Tim, Jill and the boys are standing around the dirty, dusty
cabin] |
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| Mark: | [Steps forward] Are we really gonna move up
here? |
| Tim: | Yeah. Redo the lodge [Randy walks forward a few steps], fix up the cabins. By this time
next year, we'll be living up here. It will be a whole new start for all of
us. |
| Randy: | Dad, I'm 15 years old. I haven't even finished up
my old start. |
| Jill: | Tim, you can't be serious! |
| Tim: | Why not? Everyone in this family has told me how much they'd wanted to live up here some
day. |
| Randy: | Yeah, when we're 80. |
| Tim: | 80's just around the corner, little
man. |
| Brad: | [Arms-crossed] What's the difference where we live? I
carry my emotional baggage with me. |
| Jill: | Boys, um [stumbles on your words] I think--, would you just leave us alone for a minute. I
need to talk to your dad. |
| Randy: | Talk may not do the trick. [Looks back at Tim] Go with electroshock.
[The boys leave] |
| Tim: | [Crossing over to Jill] All right, honey, I know what you're thinking. This will be rough on the
boys but you and I can get them over the hump. |
| Jill: | Honey. Did it ever occur to you that we have this little thing back in Detroit called a
life. |
| Tim: | Yeah, that's moving too fast. You said it. The, the boys are way to competitive. Too much peer
pressure. |
| Jill: | But, I don't want to leave it all behind. What about my psychology degree? I'm suppose to get
my masters this year. |
| Tim: | That's why we don't move till next year. [Gives a little hit on her shoulder then walks away
from her] I've done all the leg- work honey. There's plenty nut cases up here you could shrink. [Jill is
annoyed] Louie at the Bait Shop. [Does a little wave with his hand]
Flonko! |
| Jill: | [Crosses her arms.] What about "Tool
Time"? |
| Tim: | [Puts his hands in his pockets.] It's time for a change. It will be the best year ever. And I'll
just hand my tool belt down to Al. Have to add a few more notches. |
| Jill: | [Shaking her head] This, this whole plan is insane.[Crosses over to in-front of the
door] |
| Tim: | Well-- |
| Jill: | I don't want to be up rooted from my home and everything we've worked so hard
for. |
| Tim: | [Scratches his head] Are you saying you don't like this
idea? |
| Jill: | I hate this idea. Oh, come on, Tim. You didn't consult any of us. You didn't consider our
feelings. |
| Tim: | That's the surprise. |
| Jill: | The surprise will be the day you
do. |
| Tim: | I was just trying to do something for my family, and apparently you don't appreciate
it. |
| Jill: | Any normal person would see why I
don't. |
| Tim: | [Yelling] Well, maybe I'm not
normal. |
| Jill: | Maybe? |
| Tim: | I'm going for a walk. |
| [An over-head shot shows Tim leaving and Jill just standing there leaning against a
table] |
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| Fade into Jill walking down a beach. |
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| [A couple walks by her. She comes up on a nice, big sand
castle] |
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| Jill: | Whoa! What a beautiful sand castle. |
| [Wilson's head pops up from behind the sand castle] |
| Wilson: | Well, thank you, my beach-combing
neighborette. |
| Jill: | Wilson, [puts her hands on his shoulders], what are you doing
here? |
| Wilson: | I got a call late last night that Cabin number 4 had opened up. Apparently, Reverend Hicks
checked out in a huff. Something about a full moon. |
| Jill: | Tim. [She crosses over to the other side of the sand
castle] |
| Wilson: | [Laughs] Oh. So where is your splendiferous
spouse? |
| Jill: | [Taking her sunglasses off] I don't know where he is. Lately, I don't know who he is. Yesterday,
when we go up here, he announced he wants us all to move here. |
| Wilson: | Now that you mention it [Jill bends down and starts clearing away sand from the castle tower]
he has been acting a bit odd lately. He told me the other day he was considering becoming a part time
physicist. |
| Jill: | Tim? |
| Wilson: | Mm-hmm. He said he wants to contemplate the origin of the universe Tuesdays, Thursdays,
and every other Friday. |
| Jill: | What's the deal with him? He's all over the place
lately. |
| Wilson: | Oh, yeah. Well, you know, Tim reminds me of the poet, Lord
Byron? |
| Jill: | Byron? |
| Wilson: | Mm-hmm. |
| Jill: | The only poem Tim knows starts with "Hickory Dickory
Dock." |
| Wilson: | [Laughs] No, no, no Jill see. Byron noted that men of Tim's life experience suddenly go through
difficult times and they respond in strange ways. Byron said,"Of all barbarous Middle Ages, that
which is most barbarous is the middle age of man." |
| Jill: | So you're saying that Tim's having a mid-life
crisis? |
| Wilson: | Well, I'm not sure about that. I do know he's at an age where he has to come to, uh, grips with
his own mortality. |
| Jill: | I don't know, Wilson. It's not like Tim's wearing gold chains [throws arms up] and has a blonde
on each arm. [Wilson laughs] Yet. |
| Wilson: | Well, the truth is that every man struggles with middle age in his own unique way.
[The sound of a speedboat is nearby] |
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| Cut to Tim in the speedboat. |
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| Cut back to behind Jill and Wilson. |
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| [The speedboat flies by] |
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| Tim: | [On the speed boat] YAHOO! THIS THING IS
GREAT! |
| [Jill and Wilson look at each other in amazement] |
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| Fade into Lauren and Randy kissing on a
boat. |
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| [They stop after a few seconds] |
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| Lauren: | That was nice. |
| Randy: | Yeah, it was. |
| [Mark and Diane's heads pop up from behind the boat. They're in the
water] |
| Mark: | I'm a little ched up, myself. |
| Diane: | Me, too. |
| [Lauren and Randy looked annoyed then they start splashing water at Mark and
Diane] |
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| Cut back to Jill working on the sand
castle. |
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| [Brad comes out and crosses his arms] |
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| Jill: | Hi. |
| Brad: | Whoa. Cool castle. |
| Jill: | Yeah. Well, I'm just [Brad takes his sunglasses off] killin' time. I've been waiting for fours for
your father to come out of the water. |
| Brad: | Yep. We always wait for the ones we
love. |
| Jill: | Brad, you're still young. You'll meet other
girls. |
| Brad: | I know, but how will any of these other girls measure up to
Angela? |
| Jill: | Honey, I know this sounds trite but it does happen to everybody. You'll gonna find your true
love just like I did. |
| Tim: | [Coming up the beach with a bucket] I'm back and I've got
crabs. |
| Brad: | If that's true love, I'm better off alone. [He
leaves] |
| [Tim tilts the bucket towards Jill] |
| Tim: | Now that I look at them, I think they're actually
crawdads. |
| Jill: | I don't care what they are just get them away from
me. |
| Tim: | [Crosses over to the other side of the sand castle] Oh, I messed up again? [Is about to
leave] |
| Jill: | Tim, wait, hold on. I wanta say something to
you. |
| Tim: | [Walks back over to Jill] O.K., go ahead. Give it to
me. |
| Jill: | Um, you know your whole dream about moving
here? |
| Tim: | Yeah. |
| Jill: | I shouldn't have dismissed it out of
hand. |
| Tim: | [Puts the bucket down] So you don't think it's such a [Takes his sunglasses off] bad
idea? |
| Jill: | Yeah, I do. |
| Tim: | Uh. |
| Jill: | But you don't. And, and I should respect that. I mean, you obviously wanta make some pretty
big changes in your life. |
| Tim: | You, know I feel like wiping the slate clean and starting
over. |
| Jill: | Does it have anything to do with us? [Looks
down] |
| Tim: | No, come on, no. Not at all. I just need new
challenges. |
| Jill: | There's nothing wrong with new challenges, do you have to trash everything else that's
working? [Tim clears some sand from the tower Jill was working on before but she moved his hand
before he breaks it] |
| Tim: | I just, I just, I just know that there's, uh, [Jill fixes what Tim did] there's a lot of things I
wanta do. And if I don't start doing them now, I'll never get them
done. |
| Jill: | You know, Tim, sometimes when a guy gets to be your age, he goes through this, um, I don't
know, uh, mid-life crisis. |
| Tim: | [Puts his hand up] Stop. I am not going through a mid-life crisis. If I was I'd be driving a
Porsche with a blonde named Christy. Which doesn't sound like a half bad idea. [Puts his sunglasses
back on] |
| Jill: | Yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, you don't have to be dating Christy to go through with this. There are
other symptoms. |
| Tim: | Like what? |
| Jill: | Like, wanting to give up "Tool Time" to become a
physicist. |
| Tim: | That's only part time. Really, uh, you see how the boys are growing. You got a new job. I'm
just left in the dust, using foreign phrases, ad nauseam. |
| Jill: | So, you feel like everyone is moving forward and you're just standing
still? |
| Tim: | Maybe. |
| Jill: | Like life is meaningless or with
hope. |
| Tim: | Well not meaningless. |
| Jill: | Or a shell of the man you once
were. |
| Tim: | I'm not a shell. |
| Jill: | Full of desperation. |
| Tim: | I'm not full of desperation. Honey? [She stops] I get the point. It's not quite that
bad. |
| Jill: | O.K. |
| Tim: | I'm going through a tough time and I'll figure out a way to deal with
this. |
| Jill: | Can you deal with this without buying a
lodge? |
| Tim: | I'll try, but I want to leave that option
open. |
| Jill: | O.K. And you know, [Puts the spoon down and walks over to Tim] it's not like [Tim messes
with the sand castle again.] you re going to have to go through it alone. I'll be there with
you. |
| Tim: | Yeah? |
| Jill: | Yeah. [She pulls his hand back. They walk forward] I want you around when I start going
through those hot flashes. [Tim groans.] Hope you'll be sensitive. |
| Tim: | I'll try. I'll try not to burst out laughing when you wake up with a
goatee. |
| Jill: | I appreciate that. |
| Tim: | I love you. [Kisses her] Ohh! |
| Jill: | What? [Feels her chin] |
| Tim: | Did you shave this morning? |
| Jill: | Ohh! |
| [She hits him and he runs away. She follows] |
| | |
| Cut to Tim and Jill sitting on the beach facing the
water. |
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| [Tim tosses a rock into the water] |
| | |
| Jill: | It is so beautiful here. It would be nice to live here
someday. |
| Tim: | [Taking his sunglasses off.] Lou at the Bait Shop is counting on
you. |
| Jill: | [Laughing] Did you really go around looking for crazy
people? |
| Tim: | I don't have to. They find me. |
| Jill: | Well, we should go back and start
dinner. |
| Tim: | O.K. [Gets up] Ohh. [Helps Jill up] |
| Jill: | Ohh. Something smells so good. [Both walk off] Someone's
barbecuing. |
| [There is a high whistle sound followed by an object following from the sky into the water. A closer shot
reveals it is the red "Tool Time" grill from the beginning of this
episode] |
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| CREDITS |
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| [Outtakes] |
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| Heidi: | [Coming up from behind the audience.] Does every [her tool belt falls off and everyone
laughs. She picks it up and then Shawn Shea comes up and she points to a spot in the
audience] |
| | |
| Cut to Randy and Lauren kissing on the
boat. |
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| | |
| Director's voice: | Can I.... |
| Randy: | Are you guys ever going to come up? Good lord. [Everyone
laughs] |
| | |
| Cut to inside the cabin. |
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| [Jill is putting stuff away in the cabinet. Tim comes out from around the
corner] |
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| Tim: | [Yelling.] Boys! Boys! Boys! Shove, a, that spring back in the mattress. Put some duck tape
over it. [Walks back over to the door way leading to his room faces the audience]
What? |
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| THE END |
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