CUT TO Moog laying in bed, rubbing his eyes. We FADE INTO

 

INT. JESS'S KITCHEN – MORNING – FLASHBACK

 

Jess is standing over the stove, poking at the eggs in the pan, alone in the kitchen.

 

JESS
Eh, too much milk.

 

She turns the heat down and looks over. Where there was empty space, there's now Jess's daughter, BLODWYN, making an ew-face.

 

BLODWYN
Ew, don't put milk in eggs.

 

JESS
I do.

 

BLODWYN
It's gross.

 

JESS

You don't like milk. Or eggs, for that matter.

 

BLODWYN

… good point.

(walks across the kitchen, leans against the counter)
How's it been?

 

JESS
Okay. Autumn's talking again, but only to John.

How's –

 

TIM (offscreen)
Jess?

 

Tim enters. Jess looks around; Blodwyn disappears

 

TIM
Are you alright?

 

JESS
I'm fine. I'm just talking to Blod.

 

TIM

… Jess, Blod moved out. She's not here. Remember?

 

JESS

… oh?
(looks around the room)

 

TIM
Jess… go to bed.

 

JESS

But I just woke up!

 

TIM
Please. Just… go to bed.

 

Jess blinks and walks out of the kitchen. little!Moog, who'd been watching just outside the door, looks at her go, frowning. Tim puts his head in his hands. Moog walks over

 

MOOGLE
I'll make cereal, ok Dad?

 

TIM
Okay. Stay away from the stove.

 

Moog goes about pouring cereal in a cute, sloppy, little-kid-way. Tim watches him and smiles. END FLASHBACK, and FADE INTO

 

INT. Moog's room at Sangy's house – MORNING

 

Moog lies asleep. His eyes open, and he looks around. Then he reaches over, grabs the phone off the bedside table, kicks the blankets off, sits up and dials Georgia's number.

 

CUT TO: Georgia, eating breakfast with one hand and working on… I don't know, something Moog-tour-related with the other. The phone rings, and she answers it, once again

 

GEORGIA
Hi.

 

CUT TO Moog

 

MOOGLE

Why do you answer the phone like that?

 

GEORGIA (on phone)
… like what?

 

MOOGLE
Like you know it's me.

 

CUT TO Georgia

 

GEORGIA
But it is you.
(stuffs a spoonful of cereal into her mouth, writes stuff down)

 

CUT TO Moog

 

MOOGLE
Listen, Georgia, I've been thinking about what

you said, and… I think I know what you're getting

at.

 

CUT TO Georgia, she gets up and wanders the apartment

 

GEORGIA
Your tone makes me think that you don't.

 

MOOGLE (on phone)
Well, think about it, Georgia –

 

CUT TO Moog

 

MOOGLE
Why would my kids feel that way about me

if I wasn't in some way unfit?

 

CUT TO Georgia

 

GEORGIA
Our kids.

 

MOOGLE

If I wasn't in some way damaged. That's what

you're saying!

 

GEORGIA
(scratches her head)
Uhh, not even close.

 

CUT TO Moog

 

MOOGLE
Then there's no logic and you just simply said it

to hurt me?

 

CUT TO Georgia. She rubs her temples

 

MOOGLE (on phone)
But you know what, you're right. You're right, how

can I know?

 

CUT TO Moog

 

MOOGLE

How can I know, so why risk it.

 

CUT TO Georgia

 

MOOGLE (on phone)
Know what I mean?

 

GEORGIA
Uh… no.

 

MOOGLE (on phone)
Why risk doing to my kids what Mom did to me –

 

CUT TO Moog

 

MOOGLE

- and for that matter, why risk doing to you what

she did to Dad? Why don't you ask him what a bed

of roses his life was while you're at it?

 

CUT TO Georgia

 

GEORGIA
While I'm at what?!

 

MOOGLE (on phone)
While you're trying to figure out if I'm going to ruin the

lives of our hypothetical children, Georgia!

 

GEORGIA
Okay, Moog? No shit? You're really scaring me now. Maybe

we should just calm down –

 

CUT TO Moog

 

MOOGLE

Do not – do not start that patronizing, "You're crazy

right now so I'll just stay still and not make any sudden

moves till you're finished" thing.
(jumps to his feet, kicking blankets around violently)
Do NOT.

 

Cut to GEORGIA. She remains silent, meandering around the apartment, fiddling with an umbrella. She pulls the handle out, then stabs the other end into a chair, pushing the handle back in.

 

MOOGLE (on phone)
See! You're doing it!

 

GEORGIA
Okay! Uncle! You've got me painted into a corner where

nothing I say could be right!

 

CUT TO Moog. He paces around the room

 

MOOGLE
Oh, and you're telling me that's how you want to spend

the rest of your life? Painted into a corner by an unfit

father?

 

CUT TO Georgia.

 

GEORGIA
No! No, no, no, I never said I wanted that.

 

MOOGLE (on phone)
Okay, you know what, fine. I'll make this really easy for you.

 

CUT TO Moog

 

MOOGLE
Why don't you just put this whole thing on hold while you're

trying to figure out how badly I'm going to fuck up everybody's

life. Okay? Do not send out those invitations. Do not.

 

CUT TO Georgia

 

GEORGIA
Moogle Brofloski?
(takes a deep breath)
You are on the verge of making a very big mistake right now.

 

CUT TO Moog

 

MOOGLE
Well, so are you. Only I’m not going to let you.

 

He slams the phone back onto the receiver (after turning it around a couple times to get it to fit right) and flops down on the bed. He lays there a few seconds before getting up, spazzing a bit, and curling up under the sheets again.

 

CUT TO Georgia. She looks at the phone

 

GEORGIA
Did he just call off our whole god –

(starts to redial, pauses. Eyes widen)
… I don't have the number! I don't have the erudamn number!

 

She runs into the kitchen and flips through the address book

 

GEORGIA
ohhh crap… okay. Jess.

(dials her number)

 

CUT TO: JESS'S HOUSE. Jess walks in and picks up the ringing phone

 

JESS
Hello?

 

GEORGIA (on phone)
Jess?

 

JESS
Yeah.

 

GEORGIA (on phone)
This is Georgia –

 

Jess immediately hangs up without even changing the expression on her face.

 

CUT TO Georgia. Her eyes widen. She paces back and forth, pressing random buttons.

 

GEORGIA
I don't -
(hits the redial button, angryscreams into the phone while it rings)

 

CUT TO Jess. She answers the phone

 

JESS
What.

 

GEORGIA (on phone)
EMERGENCY, JESS, DO NOT HANG UP.

 

JESS
(eyes widen)
Oh my God! Oh no –

 

CUT TO Georgia

 

GEORGIA
No, no not that! I just need a – I need a phone

number from you!

 

CUT TO Jess, who heaves a sigh of relief

 

JESS
My God! Don't you ever ever everdo that to me

again!

 

CUT TO Georgia

 

GEORGIA
Sorry, it's just that uhhh, I think he just called off our

whole goddamn life and I – I don't have the number!

 

CUT TO Jess, who has collapsed in the chair by the phone

 

JESS
What in the hell are you talking about, girl?

 

CUT TO Georgia

 

GEORGIA
He's with those friends of yours, the Knickers or the

Underoos or whatever the hell!

 

CUT TO Jess

 

JESS
The Undahpants? He's with the Undahpants?! Why

the hell would he run off with them?!

 

GEORGIA (on phone)
He didn't run off with them, they came here and they took

him!

 

JESS
Oh for God's sake. I gotta go.
(hangs up)

 

CUT TO Georgia who can no longer find quite the words for her anger. She hits redial, violently.

 

CUT TO Jess. She walks back into the room and picks the phone up, exasperated

 

JESS
Yes?

 

GEORGIA (on phone)

I don't know if you really ruined Moog's life or not!

 

CUT TO Georgia

 

GEORGIA
But I do know that NOW YOU'RE RUINING MINE. And

your phone ettiquete SUCKS, you b –

(hangs up)

 

CUT TO Jess. She hangs up, shocked and infuriated

 

JESS
She hung up on me!