80skid
01-13-2001, 03:27 PM
(OK, here is the rest!! enjoy; its sad, but its a happy ending after all and actually, i'd like to say the title to every1 who told me good luck on my midterms > i cant wait til the exams r done so i can post more!! LOL! http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/smile.gif enjoy now! oh, and if its short, sry, i just dont have a lot of time... http://www.sitcomsonline.com/ubb/frown.gif )
[jo starts walking upstairs until she reaches the bedroom where nat and tootie are playing cards. nat looks up]
nat: you're back!
tootie: wow, that was a quick trip!
jo: i didnt get anywhere. my conscience by the name of edna garrett stopped me.
nat: go mrs. g!
jo: but i'm here for only a week. then i'm really leaving.
nat: where'll you go?
jo: aw, i dont know... out of peeskill, out of...
(blair comes in)
blair (to nat and tootie): i THOUGHT i told you two to tell her to turn blue!
nat: its good news and bad news, blair. good news, she's stayin. bad news, for only a week!
blair: wait a second... it's the other way around for me!
(jo looks ready to kill blair. tootie steps in)
tootie: hey, maybe this week you two could uh, patch things up...
jo: no!
tootie/nat: no!??!
jo: i told mrs. g i'd stay here only if i didn't have to talk to blair! and you guys are just gonna make me do that! (grows really mad) and mrs. g's probably going to make me do that too! i'll leave right now if i want to!
blair: go ahead!
jo: okay! (she leaves)
nat: my, how successful tootie and i can be!
tootie: awwwwwww.... trouuuble!!!
(about two hours later. everyone but of course jo is working. mrs. g comes in worried)
mrs. garrett: has anyone seen jo?
nat: well...
tootie: she left...
blair: good riddance to bad rubbish thats what i say!
mrs. g: i don't! i havent seen her in about two hours and... (catches on)... oh my god... Jo left?
tootie: yup!
mrs. g: where'd she go?
tootie: i dont know... (she brushes her hand around the counter worriedly and comes across a note).. hey, look at this!
mrs. g (reading it): dear mrs. g, nat, and tootie: i'm off to the bronx and leaving until i can get a place of my own. then i'll visit once a month. dont worry about me because i'll be fine. really.i'm sure blair's happy. love, jo.
blair: hey, where's MY name other than my new-found happiness?
mrs. g (at blair): sometimes these little tiffs between you and jo just drive me out of my mind!
(later. tootie watching tv. her eyes grow wide.)
newscaster: and a bus accident en route to new york has had many injuries so far... among the injured happened to be a student of langley college...
(tootie screams)
mrs. g: what what what?
tootie: an accident to new york... (breaths)... and an injured person went to langley and...
mrs. g: jo!!
(phone rings. blair, coming in, picks it up)
blair: hello? (sound from other end)... jo??!?!
mrs. g: oh my god...
blair: oh, just some bruises from the accident? and you're kinda hurt in a way... well, come home and everyone will take care of you.. that is, except for m... (tears up a little)... and i will too... yea, i'm sorry... uh-huh... i'll see you when you get home... bye.. you're welcome.
(hangs up)
mrs. g: whats she thankful for?
blair: me being a friend.
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jo: there's face cream, high heels, and perfume. it's like livin' in a drugstore and i can't get to the check out line!
tootie: this is gonna be a great semester... would I lie?
molly: oh, a blister, blair. you'll live.
jo: so my mom stops the romance by sending me here.
tootie: thats one cold mama!
[jo starts walking upstairs until she reaches the bedroom where nat and tootie are playing cards. nat looks up]
nat: you're back!
tootie: wow, that was a quick trip!
jo: i didnt get anywhere. my conscience by the name of edna garrett stopped me.
nat: go mrs. g!
jo: but i'm here for only a week. then i'm really leaving.
nat: where'll you go?
jo: aw, i dont know... out of peeskill, out of...
(blair comes in)
blair (to nat and tootie): i THOUGHT i told you two to tell her to turn blue!
nat: its good news and bad news, blair. good news, she's stayin. bad news, for only a week!
blair: wait a second... it's the other way around for me!
(jo looks ready to kill blair. tootie steps in)
tootie: hey, maybe this week you two could uh, patch things up...
jo: no!
tootie/nat: no!??!
jo: i told mrs. g i'd stay here only if i didn't have to talk to blair! and you guys are just gonna make me do that! (grows really mad) and mrs. g's probably going to make me do that too! i'll leave right now if i want to!
blair: go ahead!
jo: okay! (she leaves)
nat: my, how successful tootie and i can be!
tootie: awwwwwww.... trouuuble!!!
(about two hours later. everyone but of course jo is working. mrs. g comes in worried)
mrs. garrett: has anyone seen jo?
nat: well...
tootie: she left...
blair: good riddance to bad rubbish thats what i say!
mrs. g: i don't! i havent seen her in about two hours and... (catches on)... oh my god... Jo left?
tootie: yup!
mrs. g: where'd she go?
tootie: i dont know... (she brushes her hand around the counter worriedly and comes across a note).. hey, look at this!
mrs. g (reading it): dear mrs. g, nat, and tootie: i'm off to the bronx and leaving until i can get a place of my own. then i'll visit once a month. dont worry about me because i'll be fine. really.i'm sure blair's happy. love, jo.
blair: hey, where's MY name other than my new-found happiness?
mrs. g (at blair): sometimes these little tiffs between you and jo just drive me out of my mind!
(later. tootie watching tv. her eyes grow wide.)
newscaster: and a bus accident en route to new york has had many injuries so far... among the injured happened to be a student of langley college...
(tootie screams)
mrs. g: what what what?
tootie: an accident to new york... (breaths)... and an injured person went to langley and...
mrs. g: jo!!
(phone rings. blair, coming in, picks it up)
blair: hello? (sound from other end)... jo??!?!
mrs. g: oh my god...
blair: oh, just some bruises from the accident? and you're kinda hurt in a way... well, come home and everyone will take care of you.. that is, except for m... (tears up a little)... and i will too... yea, i'm sorry... uh-huh... i'll see you when you get home... bye.. you're welcome.
(hangs up)
mrs. g: whats she thankful for?
blair: me being a friend.
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jo: there's face cream, high heels, and perfume. it's like livin' in a drugstore and i can't get to the check out line!
tootie: this is gonna be a great semester... would I lie?
molly: oh, a blister, blair. you'll live.
jo: so my mom stops the romance by sending me here.
tootie: thats one cold mama!