EPISODE 8/5/02
"Simon" Dies

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MONDAY, AUGUST 5, 2002

Scene 1:
Location: El Capitan Hotel
Scene: Hotel Bar

"SIMON FRASIER", ROSE D'ANGELO, LUCINDA WALSH, HENRY COLEMAN, KATIE FRASIER, PAUL RYAN

>> "Simon": All right, I am through playing games with you guys! Now, you either cooperate, or I carve my initials in your heart!
>> Henry: I don't think that came from the Avanya costume collection.
>> Lucinda: Shut up, give me your knife!
>> Henry: What do you mean, "give me your knife"?
>> "Simon": Would you just shut up?!
[ All shouting ]
>> "Simon": You are giving me a headache! Now, I'm walking out of here, and none of you are gonna get in my way.
>> Paul: All right, all right, all right, you wanna hurt somebody, hurt me. Leave Rose alone.
>> Rose: Does this cheap imitation think I've never stared at a switchblade before, huh? No, no, no, it's gonna take more than that to scare me! I wanna know where my pop is stashed, and I wanna know now!
>> "Simon": I am so sick of hearing about your pop!
>> Rose: Oh, you know what?
>> Lucinda: Rose! Rose!
[ All screaming and shouting ]
[Paul and "Simon" fight over the knife.]
>> Rose: No! Paul, are you okay?
["Simon" is stabbed.]

Scene 2:
Location: El Capitan Hotel
Scene: Hotel Bar

"SIMON FRASIER", ROSE D'ANGELO, LUCINDA WALSH, HENRY COLEMAN, KATIE FRASIER, PAUL RYAN

>> Henry: Wait, Katie! Wait, wait!
>> Katie: You can't die yet! Please, talk to us!
>> Paul: I just wanted to get the knife away from him --
>> Lucinda: You can't pull it out. He'll bleed to death.
>> "Simon": Oh, well, this is just great.
>> Rose: Hey, there, you're not checkin' into the light until you tell me where my pop is. This piece of crud is the only person who knows where he is!
>> Lucinda: Okay, honey, I'll get an ambulance.
>> "Simon": Oh, please, don't bother. I just need a smoke.
>> Lucinda: Well, we're very tempted to let you die, but I'm going to get an ambulance, anyway.
>>"Simon": One of these days, these things are gonna be the death of me.
>> Lucinda: Have it your way. I'll get the ambulance, and I'll check and see if any locals were witnesses.
>> Katie: Come on, there's no use holding out on us now. Tell us exactly what we have to do to get Simon and Joe back, please.
>> "Simon": You never believed me, did you?
>> Katie: No. It's not his face that makes my Simon who he is. It's his heart. Come on, please, just tell us what we have to do.
>> "Simon": I was supposed to deliver the diamond to Slade tonight.
>> Katie: Slade? That's the guy I met when I first got here. Where? Where was he --
>> "Simon": I don't know. He didn't tell me.
>> Rose: How am I supposed to get my pop back?
>> "Simon": You don't.
>> Paul: Wait, you said you were going to keep him for insurance. What --
>> "Simon": Weeks on this island, and you still don't know what people like Slade are all about, do you?
>> Rose: Well, enlighten me, please.
>> "Simon": Nothing -- nothing gets in the way of his plan.
>> Paul: What plan?
>> "Simon": Once he's got the diamond and the provenance, what does he need your old man for, huh?
>> Rose: What are they going to do to him?
>> "Simon": I think you know the answer to that.
>> Rose: No!
>> Katie: Please, just talk to us. You have to tell us a little bit more. Just talk to us, please. What do we have to do?! Oh, my god. He's dead.

Scene 3:
Location: Avanya Jailhouse
Scene: Simon's Cell

SIMON FRASIER, KATIE FRASIER, JAILER

>> Katie: Oh, hello.
>> Jailer: What do you think you're doing here?
>> Katie: I'm with the Avanya Traveler's Assistance Society, and I hear there's an Australian citizen being kept here.
>> Jailer: So?
>> Katie: So we're an international aid organization, and I have some food for him.
>> Jailer: I never heard of this traveler's assist -- whatever. You know why? 'Cause there's no such thing.
>> Katie: Oh, no, no, no, we're very real, as you can see right here. Why don't you go ask your supervisor? I'm sure he'll tell you that I have every right to be here.
>> Jailer: That's a good idea. I will do this.
>> Katie: Okay, fine, thank you.
>> Simon: All right, I knew you'd think of something.
>> Katie: I hope he didn't recognize I just flashed him my Oakdale fitness membership I.D. Okay, we need to talk fast. Inside here is a bunch more of those dynamite thingies.
>> Simon: Where did you get these?
>> Katie: Paul got them off the street.
>> Simon: Where is Paul?
>> Katie: But he said that they should do fine.
>> Simon: Where is Paul?
>> Katie: He's outside. He didn't want them to notice him. But we've got to get you out of here tonight.
>> Jailer: Just as I thought! Listen, lady, get your shopping bag and get out of here right now!
>> Katie: Oh, but I'm sure your prisoner needs this food. It's my job. I have to give it to him.
>> Jailer: Hey, I know who you are, Mrs. Frasier. Now, if you don't want to become a widow right here and now, you'd better leave this jail pronto!
>> Simon: Go. Go, go.
>> Jailer: Your friends are certainly consistent -- persistent little ones, Mr. Frasier. You know, my father would say, it is a sign of a loved man to have so many come to his funeral.
[ Speaking Spanish ]
>> Katie: Hey! Simon!
>> Simon: What are you doing here?
>> Katie: Just take them. Do you know how to rig those things?
>> Simon: There's no problem. I know what to do. Thanks -- get out of here, okay? Now.
>> Katie: Make sure you come to the hotel as soon as you get out of here.
>> Simon: Go! Go. I don't want you being anywhere around when these go off.
>> Katie: Okay.
>> Simon: Go.
[Simon rigs the dynamite.]

Scene 4:
Location: El Capitan Hotel
Scene: Hotel Lobby

LUCINDA WALSH, HENRY COLEMAN, ROSE D'ANGELO, PAUL RYAN, KATIE FRASIER, SLADE

>> Lucinda: I can't do any more. Come on, Henry. You get going. You just find a place, smooze around, where we can hide this damn thing.
>> Henry: What?! You want me to pull him along with my harness? Why don't you two knit me a truss?
>> Rose: You made it back! Oh, thank god. Oh.
[ Explosion ]
>> Lucinda: I guess you delivered your load.
>> Katie: Well, we weren't able to set off the explosives ourselves. We had to give them to Simon. Oh, my god. I hope he's okay.
>> Paul: He's fine. He'll make it.
>> Rose: Well, he better make it. Because, you know, we have to pass him off as Donovon tomorrow or else my pop is a goner.
>> Lucinda: Okay. All right.
>> Henry: What?
>> Lucinda: You start talking, Henry. You tell us everything you know about this Slade man -- everything!
>> Paul: Hey, hey, hey. I think it's time we need to be quiet. I think Donovon was probably right when he said we can't trust anybody.
>> Katie: How long did it take us to walk back from the jail?
>> Paul: A few minutes.
>> Katie: Don't you think Simon should be here by now?
>> Slade: Well, if it isn't my favorite band of Americans.
>> Lucinda: Mr. Slade -- how do you do? We were just talking about you.
>> Slade: I want this diamond. And I want it now.


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