Jeff and Ginger rehearse and fight the tension (from "On The Rebound") Special thanks to Denise for sending me this transcript!! Ginger: I don't know about you Jeff but I'm looking forward to spring when those Lemo tomato seeds are planted to grow the best tomatoes money can buy. Jeff: Good thing Lemo tomato juice is fresh even in winter because if this cold spell lasts much longer we'll be marching in the Easter parade right on top of Lake Erie, 'cause it'll be frozen over. Ginger (giggling slightly): That was perfect. See you can do it. Jeff turns to face her and shows her the script. Jeff: It wasn't perfect. I said frozen over. It says here frozen solid. (turns to the empty seats) And it'll get a lot worse when there's an audience in those seats. Ginger (refusing to be discouraged): It won't. Your original idea was the best idea. You're talking to your mother, no one else. You - just pretend that you're at home in your mother's kitchen reading the lines to her. Don't even think about the millions - don't even think about anything else. Jeff (rattled again): Millions. Ginger: Think about your mother's kitchen. (Pauses) What do you do out at the stadium? Jeff: It's not the same - Ginger: Well, it is Jeff. How do you concentrate when 80,000 people are watching and - and - and you ... uh ... you could make an error? Jeff (uncomfortably): I have made a couple errors. Ginger: But you keep playing. Jeff: Well, of course. Ginger. If you can do it at the stadium, you can do it here. (Jeff doesn't seem too sure so Ginger comes around behind him to work on some of the technical aspects of his performance.) Ginger: Here ... it - it helps if you ... um ... hold your script up here (she raises his hand so the script is directly in front of his face. Both seem nervous with the closeness.) Keeps you looking up and your ...uh ... throat open. (She walks back to her spot. He stares ahead for a moment then turns to her again.) Jeff: Th - the technical part isn't the problem. I can't get all these radios out of my mind. Ginger: But you manage to - to do it with the fans at the stadium. I - I have an idea. Don't think about hot dogs and sauerkraut. (Jeff seems skeptical, but he tries it.) What are you thinking about? Jeff and Ginger (together): Hot dogs and sauerkraut. Ginger: So don't think about your mother in the kitchen. Put the thought of your mother in the kitchen completely out of your mind. Banish the thought of your mother in the kitchen. (Jeff tries this too as Ginger waits anxiously. He looks out at the seats, down at the script and finally back up at her. ) Jeff: Well ... it works sort of. (She giggles a little nervously and Jeff seems to find courage in the sound) Would you like to get a cup of coffee? Ginger (shocked): Um ... well I promised Arthur I'd meet him for a cup of coffee after we were finished. Jeff: Oh. Ginger: You could join us. Jeff: No, I've got some stuff to do. Ginger: Well, I guess ... umm ... we're finished. Jeff (softly, sadly): I guess we're finished. Thanks. Ginger: Anytime. (She rushes off quickly, leaving him staring after her as she goes. ) Home| Kyle| Tammy| History| Transcripts|Quotes|Milestones|Episodes| Pictures| Fanfic| Links| Email List