August 28, 2003

[Docks]
(Lorenzo is talking on the phone)
Lorenzo: Get the product on the street immediately. I want the system up and running. I've already lost far too much money. (Sees Dillon at the top of the stairs) Anybody gets in the way you make them disappear. (Quickly hangs up)
(Dillon comes down the stairs)
Dillon: Hey, Lorenzo. Um...sorry, Mr. Alcazar.
Lorenzo: Convince me you didn't hear anything.

Dillon: I...I didn't hear anything. I mean, if you were, like, on the phone or something, you know, I wasn't paying attention.
Lorenzo: Good.
Dillon: Yeah, um, hey now that I have you here...I mean now that I kind of ran into you...about that job you offered me, I just want to say that I really appreciate it (Georgie walks onto the docks at the top of the stairs behind Dillon) but I need something a little more legit, if that's ok.
Lorenzo: I understand.
(Georgie starts walking down the stairs)
Dillon: No offense?
Lorenzo: (Sees Georgie) None taken. (Leaves)
Dillon: Uh, have a nice day, you know.
(Georgie's now standing behind Dillon)
Georgie: "Have a nice day"? (Dillon turns around and sees Georgie)
Dillon: What was I supposed to say to the guy?
Georgie: Well you don't tell an international criminal and drug lord to have a nice day and you cut your hair and why are you wearing a raincoat?
Dillon: What is wrong with the raincoat?
Georgie: it's a million degrees outside and its not raining.
Dillon: Well, it is somewhere. Like Paris, or...no, Morocco. Rain-drenched streets, 3 in the morning, piano, guy in a raincoat...
Georgie: "Casablanca"?
Dillon: Very good. I'm getting proud of you. (Georgie starts to try to open his coat)
Georgie: Open up.
Dillon: No. No.
Georgie: Open it. (Gets the coat opened to reveal Dillon wearing a business suit) (Smiling uncontrollably) You took the job at ELQ.
Dillon: Do I look like a corporate raider now?
Georgie: No. You look perfect. (Hugs him)

[ELQ Office]
Ned: (points to a stack of papers sitting on his desk) I need these copies collated, but not stapled, and just have them ready for the evening mail. And whatever you do, Dillon, don't mix them up.
Dillon: Oh, yeah, not a problem.
Ned: You know (AJ walks up outside the door and listens) I'm really glad that you accepted my job offer. I know its a lot of work but you'll catch on. If everything works out, maybe we could put together a schedule for you to work part-time during school. (AJ walks off)
Dillon: Wow, great, thank you.
Ned: I'm really glad you're here.
Dillon: Thanks.
Ned: Now get to work.
Dillon: OK
(Ned leaves. Dillon starts sorting through the papers. Georgie walks in)
Georgie: Dillon?
Dillon: (turns around) Hey.
Georgie: Hey. How's the corporate raider?
Dillon: Yeah, I'm more like corporate office boy (shows her the stack of papers) look at that.
Georgie: You can handle it. You'll be fine, especially if you have some chocolate chip cookies. (Shows him the bag she's carrying)
Dillon: (takes the bag) No way you came all the way here to give me this?
Georgie: Yep. And for this. (Kisses him) Have fun. (Smiles and leaves)
(Dillon's smiling as he watches Georgie leave. He turns around and knocks the stack of papers over)
Dillon: Oh. (Trying to put the papers back in order)
(AJ walks in)
AJ: What?
Dillon: (walks around to the other side of the desk) I can fix this. (Starts to try to organize the papers)
AJ: You better.
Dillon: Yeah.
AJ: You know they need these for a closing (purposely mixing up the papers) it's a huge deal, right? You know that?
Dillon: (Notices what AJ is doing) Wait. What...what are you doing?
AJ: Messing up a closing on your first day. (Dillon tries to stop him) That's got to be some kind of record, my friend.
Dillon: Hey don't you have somewhere to be or something to do?
AJ: (Notices bag) Well, what do we have here, huh? (Reaches in the bag and pulls out a cookie) Ooh. Cookies. Yummy. (Takes a bite) Eating on company time, entertaining the old girlfriend. Hmm you're better at going to jail than you are at keeping a job aren't you? (Tosses a file on the desk) Here you go, little man. (Leaves)

(Dillon has the papers filed into 3 neat piles)
Ned: So you got all that done?
Dillon: Yeah, I did. It's not so hard once you set up a system.
Ned: That's a good way to think of it.
Dillon: You think so?
Ned: (Lets out a frustrated sigh and hits a key on his keyboard) I don't believe this.
Dillon: What? What's wrong?
Ned: Everything is so slow. It takes forever to access a file. Maybe I should call tech support.
Dillon: Wait, wait. Can I...can I take a look?
Ned: Sure go ahead (turns laptop towards Dillon)
Dillon: What do you...what do you have on this hard drive?
Ned: Evidently not enough
Dillon: When's the last time you checked your email?
Ned: Well its a personal account so I barely dip into that.
Dillon: Yeah, well maybe you should because you've got like...like hundreds of letters here from Valentine's Day. Who is Cindisu5?
Ned: I have no idea. (Gets up) Call it up. (Walks around the desk and over to Dillon)
Dillon: Um, it's to Eddie Maine. Let me get the first part of this, "To the only birthday present I would ever want. Young, sweet, almost 16, me." (Straightens up)
Ned: All right. That's got to be some kind of joke. Look, why don't you...why don't you go take a break, all right? Go take a break. (Kind of pushes him out)
Dillon: (Laughing) OK (Leaves)

[Docks]
(Courtney gets caught up by some of Lorenzo's guys after being caught eavesdropping on a drug exchange. She gets knocked unconscious and Dillon sees and runs off before the guys can see him)

[Jason's Penthouse]
(Knocking furiously at the door)
Jason: OK (Knocking continues) OK! (Opens the door to reveal Dillon)
Dillon: It's Courtney. She's in trouble. She's on the docks! Come on, come on!
(Jason comes out and runs to Sonny's)
Jason: (Goes inside without knocking) Hey, Courtney's hurt. She's on the docks.
(Lorenzo walks in)
Lorenzo: You looking for Courtney?