Dorian Wants T&B Out of the Penthouse
Dorian heads to her penthouse, which is currently being used by Todd and Blair, and rings the doorbell. She has a plan to bring Jean Randolph (Viki's alternate personality) to the penthouse for the time being until she can figure out how to better control the rapidly deteriorating sitaution with Viki's alters. But that means she needs Blair and Todd to move out ASAP.
When Blair finally answers the door, Dorian breezes past her and into the living room.
Dorian: Hallelujah. Don't look so surprised. So, is your, uh, new husband around?
Blair: No. He is on his way to Chicago.
Dorian: Before he finds his new family a new residence?
Blair: That's already been taken care of.
Dorian: Oh, good! So you'll be moving out soon?
Blair: What -- what is it with you? Why have you suddenly made it this mission in life to kick us out of this penthouse?
Dorian: I just need the place back -- now.
--end scene--
Blair: What's your problem, Dorian?
Dorian: I don't have a problem. It just seems to me that you're living in the neighborhood of something like $30 million -- a far better neighborhood, I might add, than most people ever get to live in. Besides, I don't want Todd Manning freeloading off me.
Blair: Oh, excuse me! You are in a hurry. I guess I'll just drop everything and go pack. Todd and I will turn our lives inside out, maybe move into the Palace until we can move into our new place. No bother at all.
Dorian: Blair, I'm not trying to offend you --
Blair: "Get the hell out of here" is a lovely family greeting, Dorian!
Dorian: Excuse me, I need the penthouse back! It's not as if you're parched for liquidity.
Blair: What's really the matter here? What is it? You need a little hideaway for your new child hubby? (giggling)
Blair and Dorian both sit on the couch.
Dorian: Oh, please. Why is it that you never miss the opportunity to make some sort of smart remark about David Vickers? Jealous?
Blair levels an "are you kidding me?" look at Dorian, who laughs.
Blair: Excuse me?
Dorian: Oh, well, really, I am married to a gorgeous young hunk with a smile that would send shivers. Whereas you -- it does put a kind of a glitch in the Cinderella story when Prince Charming is a convicted rapist.
Blair gets up off of the couch.
Blair: Look, I -- I don't need this.
Dorian: No, you don't, and that's why I need you out of here.
Blair: What is the rush??
Dorian: I don't have to explain to anybody why I need the penthouse back! And it's not as if I'm kicking you out. I just need you and your hubby out of here -- as soon as possible.
Blair: Dorian, come on. This is me. Tell me, what's the matter. You said that your life was perfect. What's really the matter here?
Dorian can't tell Blair the real reason she needs the penthouse back, so she searches for a different subject. When she sees that Blair has abentmindedly picked up a framed photograph of Cassie from the nearby table, she sees her opportunity.
Dorian: Cassie, among other things.
Blair: What's wrong with Cassie?
Dorian: Nothing, except she hates me. And that's another problem you could help me with.
--end scene--
Dorian: I mean, I'm not saying that I haven't made mistakes.
Blair: (laughing) Well, that's a good thing!
Dorian: But Cassie's my only child. And you know how much I love her.
Blair: Yeah, Dorian, I know.
Dorian: Well, then help me! Let's figure out a way to get her to forgive me.
Blair: Well, have you talked to The Good Reverend Andrew?
Dorian: Oh. (rolling her eyes)
Blair: I'm kidding.
Dorian: No, actually, I did try to talk to Andrew recently. Oh, please. He was so high and mighty, his collar practically choked him. Sometimes I wish it would.
Blair: (chuckling)
Dorian: He was unconcerned. He thinks that I'm getting exactly what I deserve. It's Easter, right? You would think there'd be a -- an ounce of Christian charity from a reverend, wouldn't you? At Easter?
Blair: Dorian, come on, enough about Andrew here. When you left town the way that you did, that hurt Cassie very, very much. Now, that is the heart of the matter here. You just left her -- disappeared! You abandoned your own daughter!
Dorian: You don't understand. I really didn't have a choice!
Blair: Oh, right. You could have called her maybe more than one measly time! I mean, I'm not the world traveler like you are, but I know for sure that there are telephones, even in Spain.
Dorian: (forgetting herself for a moment) I wasn't in --
Even though Dorian managed to stop herself before admitting to the truth (that Jean Randolph had her locked in a secret room at Llanfair and has now sworn her to secrecy about that fact), now Blair's suspicious.
Blair: You weren't what? In Spain? (chuckling in realization) Okay, Dorian. If you weren't in Spain, where were you? Hmm?
--end scene--
Dorian: Well, of course I was in Spain. What are you thinking?
Blair: Well, to tell you the truth, Dorian, I don't know what to think!
Dorian: I was just saying that I wasn't in --
Blair: What? Huh?
Dorian: I wasn't in a state of mind where I could call her --
Blair: Oh, really?
Dorian: -- because I was afraid they could trace the calls!
At that moment, Todd enters the penthouse. Blair and Dorian turn around, both seeming surprised to see him interrupting this tense moment.
Todd: Geez. I think I just walked in on a couple of cat burglers.
Dorian: Hello, Mr. Intruder.
Blair: Ha ha. (to Todd) Just don't pay any attention to her. What are you doing back? Is everything all right?
Todd: Yeah, everything that isn't flying out of Llanview Airport. They shut the place down 'cause of fog. Dorian, what are you doing here?
Blair: Oh, she just came to make sure that we leave the premesis.
Todd: We're doing that.
Blair: Well, not quickly enough for her.
Dorian: No, no, no, no, I also came over here to ask Blair to help me with my daughter, Cassie.
Todd: So you came by to ask us a favor and to tell us to get out quicker?
Blair: Todd --
Todd: Forget it. Look, I've had enough weird experiences today for a whole issue of The Intruder.
Todd takes off his coat and goes to sit down on the couch.
Blair: What do you mean?
Todd: Well, I ran into big sister Viki at the airport bar.
Dorian suddenly looks very worried, though Todd and Blair don't seem to notice.
Blair: Really? That must have been lovely. How hostile was she this time, from 1 to 10?
Todd: No, she wasn't hostile at all. She was downright friendly.
Blair: (surprised) Viki?
Todd: Yeah. I mean, it was almost scary. I -- I can't figure her out. I mean, Tina, I get. She's a ditz with big dreams and an empty pocket. But Viki, it's like she's completely different every single time that I see her. One minute she's -- she's cold as ice, and the next minute, she's the life of the party.
Dorian, realizing that whichever alter is in control is about to ruin her plans, starts heading for the door.
Dorian: Um, excuse me, I better get going --
Blair: What? Dorian, look --
Dorian: Goodbye, Blair!
Blair: I want to talk to you about Cassie!
Dorian: We'll talk later, okay?
She quickly exits the penthouse. Blair looks at Todd, who shrugs.
--end scene--
When the scene returns, Todd is alone in the penthouse living room looking at himself intently in the mirror. Blair enters the room and walks over to him.
Blair: Hey. What ya' doing?
Todd: Just thinking.
Blair: About?
Todd: It turns out to be one screwball family I'm in.
Blair: Well, yes and no. I don't think I would call Victoria Lord Buchanan Carpenter etc. a screwball.
Todd: Yeah? After tonight, I think I'd call her the loosest screw in the bunch.
--end transcript--
When Blair finally answers the door, Dorian breezes past her and into the living room.
Dorian: Hallelujah. Don't look so surprised. So, is your, uh, new husband around?
Blair: No. He is on his way to Chicago.
Dorian: Before he finds his new family a new residence?
Blair: That's already been taken care of.
Dorian: Oh, good! So you'll be moving out soon?
Blair: What -- what is it with you? Why have you suddenly made it this mission in life to kick us out of this penthouse?
Dorian: I just need the place back -- now.
--end scene--
Blair: What's your problem, Dorian?
Dorian: I don't have a problem. It just seems to me that you're living in the neighborhood of something like $30 million -- a far better neighborhood, I might add, than most people ever get to live in. Besides, I don't want Todd Manning freeloading off me.
Blair: Oh, excuse me! You are in a hurry. I guess I'll just drop everything and go pack. Todd and I will turn our lives inside out, maybe move into the Palace until we can move into our new place. No bother at all.
Dorian: Blair, I'm not trying to offend you --
Blair: "Get the hell out of here" is a lovely family greeting, Dorian!
Dorian: Excuse me, I need the penthouse back! It's not as if you're parched for liquidity.
Blair: What's really the matter here? What is it? You need a little hideaway for your new child hubby? (giggling)
Blair and Dorian both sit on the couch.
Dorian: Oh, please. Why is it that you never miss the opportunity to make some sort of smart remark about David Vickers? Jealous?
Blair levels an "are you kidding me?" look at Dorian, who laughs.
Blair: Excuse me?
Dorian: Oh, well, really, I am married to a gorgeous young hunk with a smile that would send shivers. Whereas you -- it does put a kind of a glitch in the Cinderella story when Prince Charming is a convicted rapist.
Blair gets up off of the couch.
Blair: Look, I -- I don't need this.
Dorian: No, you don't, and that's why I need you out of here.
Blair: What is the rush??
Dorian: I don't have to explain to anybody why I need the penthouse back! And it's not as if I'm kicking you out. I just need you and your hubby out of here -- as soon as possible.
Blair: Dorian, come on. This is me. Tell me, what's the matter. You said that your life was perfect. What's really the matter here?
Dorian can't tell Blair the real reason she needs the penthouse back, so she searches for a different subject. When she sees that Blair has abentmindedly picked up a framed photograph of Cassie from the nearby table, she sees her opportunity.
Dorian: Cassie, among other things.
Blair: What's wrong with Cassie?
Dorian: Nothing, except she hates me. And that's another problem you could help me with.
--end scene--
Dorian: I mean, I'm not saying that I haven't made mistakes.
Blair: (laughing) Well, that's a good thing!
Dorian: But Cassie's my only child. And you know how much I love her.
Blair: Yeah, Dorian, I know.
Dorian: Well, then help me! Let's figure out a way to get her to forgive me.
Blair: Well, have you talked to The Good Reverend Andrew?
Dorian: Oh. (rolling her eyes)
Blair: I'm kidding.
Dorian: No, actually, I did try to talk to Andrew recently. Oh, please. He was so high and mighty, his collar practically choked him. Sometimes I wish it would.
Blair: (chuckling)
Dorian: He was unconcerned. He thinks that I'm getting exactly what I deserve. It's Easter, right? You would think there'd be a -- an ounce of Christian charity from a reverend, wouldn't you? At Easter?
Blair: Dorian, come on, enough about Andrew here. When you left town the way that you did, that hurt Cassie very, very much. Now, that is the heart of the matter here. You just left her -- disappeared! You abandoned your own daughter!
Dorian: You don't understand. I really didn't have a choice!
Blair: Oh, right. You could have called her maybe more than one measly time! I mean, I'm not the world traveler like you are, but I know for sure that there are telephones, even in Spain.
Dorian: (forgetting herself for a moment) I wasn't in --
Even though Dorian managed to stop herself before admitting to the truth (that Jean Randolph had her locked in a secret room at Llanfair and has now sworn her to secrecy about that fact), now Blair's suspicious.
Blair: You weren't what? In Spain? (chuckling in realization) Okay, Dorian. If you weren't in Spain, where were you? Hmm?
--end scene--
Dorian: Well, of course I was in Spain. What are you thinking?
Blair: Well, to tell you the truth, Dorian, I don't know what to think!
Dorian: I was just saying that I wasn't in --
Blair: What? Huh?
Dorian: I wasn't in a state of mind where I could call her --
Blair: Oh, really?
Dorian: -- because I was afraid they could trace the calls!
At that moment, Todd enters the penthouse. Blair and Dorian turn around, both seeming surprised to see him interrupting this tense moment.
Todd: Geez. I think I just walked in on a couple of cat burglers.
Dorian: Hello, Mr. Intruder.
Blair: Ha ha. (to Todd) Just don't pay any attention to her. What are you doing back? Is everything all right?
Todd: Yeah, everything that isn't flying out of Llanview Airport. They shut the place down 'cause of fog. Dorian, what are you doing here?
Blair: Oh, she just came to make sure that we leave the premesis.
Todd: We're doing that.
Blair: Well, not quickly enough for her.
Dorian: No, no, no, no, I also came over here to ask Blair to help me with my daughter, Cassie.
Todd: So you came by to ask us a favor and to tell us to get out quicker?
Blair: Todd --
Todd: Forget it. Look, I've had enough weird experiences today for a whole issue of The Intruder.
Todd takes off his coat and goes to sit down on the couch.
Blair: What do you mean?
Todd: Well, I ran into big sister Viki at the airport bar.
Dorian suddenly looks very worried, though Todd and Blair don't seem to notice.
Blair: Really? That must have been lovely. How hostile was she this time, from 1 to 10?
Todd: No, she wasn't hostile at all. She was downright friendly.
Blair: (surprised) Viki?
Todd: Yeah. I mean, it was almost scary. I -- I can't figure her out. I mean, Tina, I get. She's a ditz with big dreams and an empty pocket. But Viki, it's like she's completely different every single time that I see her. One minute she's -- she's cold as ice, and the next minute, she's the life of the party.
Dorian, realizing that whichever alter is in control is about to ruin her plans, starts heading for the door.
Dorian: Um, excuse me, I better get going --
Blair: What? Dorian, look --
Dorian: Goodbye, Blair!
Blair: I want to talk to you about Cassie!
Dorian: We'll talk later, okay?
She quickly exits the penthouse. Blair looks at Todd, who shrugs.
--end scene--
When the scene returns, Todd is alone in the penthouse living room looking at himself intently in the mirror. Blair enters the room and walks over to him.
Blair: Hey. What ya' doing?
Todd: Just thinking.
Blair: About?
Todd: It turns out to be one screwball family I'm in.
Blair: Well, yes and no. I don't think I would call Victoria Lord Buchanan Carpenter etc. a screwball.
Todd: Yeah? After tonight, I think I'd call her the loosest screw in the bunch.
--end transcript--