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September 26, 2003

Went a little picture happy! :)

[ELQ Office]
(Dillon is sitting in the "main" chair, sporting the corporate raider look, when there's a knock at the door)
Dillon: (Turning around in the chair) Come in. (Props his feet up on the desk)
(Georgie walks in wearing a business outfit and glasses and is carrying a bottle of champagne)
Georgie: Congratulations, Mr. youngest vice president in the history of ELQ.
Dillon: News travels fast around here, doesn't it?
Georgie: (Walks further in) I'm so proud of you.
Dillon: (Gets up and starts walking toward her) Do you know what this means? (Continuing to walk toward her)
Georgie: Stock options, more health benefits, a better retirement package.
(Dillon places a hand on the side of her face and kisses her)
Dillon: (His nose touching hers) It means privacy. (Turns and starts toward the door) No one bothering us, no one pounding on this door...(closes double doors) especially the power (walks over to the desk) and freedom (pushes things on desk onto the floor) to do things like that.
Georgie: Mr. Quartermaine.
Dillon: (Steps closer to her) How would you like to be my own very personal assistant?
Georgie: Do I need any special training?
Dillon: I like your qualifications just fine sweetheart. (Takes off her glasses. "It's Getting Hot In Here" starts playing. He takes out the clip in her hair. They start kissing and Dillon takes off her jacket. They both stop kissing and look at the desk and then back at each other before Dillon leans down and picks Georgie up in his arms and carries her to the desk and sets her on it. He kisses her as he climbs onto the desk)
Georgie: (As Dillon's kissing her neck) Dillon! Dillon! Dillon!
(Dillon stops and looks in the direction of the door)
AJ: Dillon! (Dillon snaps out of his fantasy) What the hell are you doing in my chair?

[Kelly's]
(Maxie's walking over to the table where Georgie is sitting)
Maxie: Ok, admit it. You've been avoiding me. (Sits down in the seat across from her) I've barely seen you since your big night.
Georgie: Actually I'm waiting for Dillon, now isn't a great time.
Maxie: You have plenty of time. So, how was it?
Georgie: Fine.
Maxie: Fine? You sleep with a guy for the first time and its just fine? I don't think so.
Georgie: The night didn't turn out like I expected it to.
Maxie: I told you, Georgie. You were expecting way too much. That's why you should've waited.
Georgie: Maybe you're right.
Maxie: It was that bad?
Georgie: No, it was...it was fine until the smoke alarms went off and the fire department came in and the hotel manager...Dillon had to convince them that he was wearing my clothes, and then we watched a porno flick and Mac barged in.
Maxie: What?
Georgie: I'm still a virgin.
Maxie: Mac talked into waiting, didn't he?
Georgie: No. It was my choice. But what's so bad about being a virgin? Dillon and I really love each other and we've decided to wait.
Maxie: Are you sure that's what Dillon wants?

[ELQ Office]
(Dillon stands up)
Dillon: Um, I was just thinking about perspective, that's all.
AJ: At my desk?
Dillon: Yeah, you know, I mean, just wondering what it's like to see the world from this perspective.
AJ: (Walks over to the fax machine) You know what? Maybe Ned puts up with your babbling. I don't have the patience right now. What I want you to do is keep an eye on this fax. (Points to machine) I'm expecting a very important document from London. I need it by closing tonight.
Dillon: Wait a minute. No, no, no, no why can't you just get the overnight fax guy to get it?
AJ: Do you want this job or not?
Dillon: Yeah, I'll do it. OK
AJ: The minute that this fax rings, you call my cell.
(Skye is now standing in the doorway)
Dillon: I understand.
AJ: Unless, of course, this is just too much of a hassle for you, this job and all, and you'd rather go back to wearing nice orange little vest, picking up garbage out on Route 5.
(Skye walks in)
Skye: Hey, come on. Take it easy on him.
AJ: (To Dillon) You can go now.
Skye: (To Dillon) Hey, you know what? Don't mind him. He gets like this.
(AJ follows Dillon out)
AJ: (To Skye) Don't make excuses for me. (To Dillon) Go.
(Dillon leaves)

(Dillon is sitting in AJ's chair when there's a knock at the door)
Dillon: Come in.
Georgie: (Kicks the doors opened and is carrying pizza and pop) Hey.
(Dillon flashes back to his fantasy, Georgie walking in dressed in the business outfit with glasses) (Walks in) You're vice president already? Congratulations.
Dillon: Uh...hi
Georgie: We had a date remember?
Dillon: Yeah, um, it would be nice if you charged your cell phone once in a while.
Georgie: Sorry.
Dillon: That's OK (Gets up and starts heading over to her) AJ...AJ's making me wait here for this stupid fax to come in. He's exercising his corporate prerogative and putting me on probation.
Georgie: Why?
Dillon: Cause he caught me thinking...about you.
Georgie: Me, too. Only about you, I ran the med cart right into your Uncle Alan.
Dillon: (Chuckles) Ah, man. So now he thinks your, like, an addict.
Georgie: Actually, I said, "Excuse me" and ran.
Dillon: Good call.
Georgie: Yeah. Where can I put this stuff down? I don't want to mess anything up.
(Dillon flashes back to his fantasy of clearing the desk, pulling Georgie on the desk and kissing her)
Dillon: Um...you know what? (Closes the doors) Why don't you...(clears desk) why don't you set it down right here?
Georgie: (Surprised) Won't you get in more trouble for that?
Dillon: No, I won't...(takes pizza box from her and sets it on the chair as she sets her purse down) but I'll get in trouble for this. (Kisses her) (Dillon glances at the desk and then turns back to Georgie) Come here. (Picks her up and sets her down on the desk and starts kissing her like in his fantasy)

(Dillon & Georgie continue making out on the desk, Georgie's jacket is now off. The ever so important fax comes in and they don't even notice it)
Georgie: (Pushes Dillon back) I thought we agreed to wait?
Dillon: We waited. (Goes to kiss her again)
Georgie: (Pushes him back) No, wait as in hold off.
Dillon: It's not such a good idea, anyway. I don't think. I mean...right?
Georgie: No. (Sits up) Our first time cannot be on top of a desk (Gets off desk)
Dillon: Would you prefer the floor?
Georgie: We can't do it here.
Dillon: Why not?
Georgie: Well, with our luck, the desk would collapse and we'd end up covered in pizza.
Dillon: Hey sex and food...that's every guy's fantasy. What?
Georgie: What's the rush? I mean, if we really love each other...
Dillon: I do love you. But what do we mean when we say wait?
Georgie: You're absolutely right. We need official documentation. A way to seal the deal.

(Georgie's reciting a letter as Dillon types it on the laptop)
Georgie: "Georgie Jones and Dillon Quartermaine do hereby"...
Dillon: "Hereby"?
Georgie: Needs to sound official. (Sits on the desk next to the computer) "Do hereby agree to abstain from having sex." Sounds terrible.
Dillon: Why are we doing this again?
Georgie: (Moves to siting on the arm of AJ's chair) Cause we want our first time to be special, not just rolling around on a desk.
Dillon: People in movies do it on desks all the time.
Georgie: They do?
Dillon: Ever since black and white.
Georgie: You know it would be kind of fun.
Dillon: (Looking at her) Oh totally cinematic.
Georgie: (Looking at him) Definitely. (Dillon goes to kiss her but she pulls back and stands up) OK Type this.
Dillon: Yep.
Georgie: "Do hereby agree to do it on a desk. Not for their first time but at a later date in the future."
Dillon: Hmm. (Takes a bite of pizza) I'm into that.
Georgie: Or...or "do hereby agree to abstain from sharing ourselves"? There we go.
Dillon: Hmm...yeah, sounds more legal. OK (Stops typing) For how long?
Georgie: Six months.
Dillon: How about six days?
Georgie: Six minutes. (Both laugh) I did not just say six minutes.
Dillon: Two months.
Georgie: Six weeks. (Sits back down on the arm of the chair)
Dillon: Six weeks.
Georgie: Perfect. (Dillon looks at her) Hit print. (Dillon hits the button and Georgie gets up and walks over to the printer and grabs the paper) This is perfect.
Dillon: Yeah, but we do have to keep this just between us.
Georgie: Yeah, um, don't save that. OK? (Sits back down on the arm of the chair) Sign here.
Dillon: Gone. (Closes laptop) You got a pen?
Georgie: Try the floor.
Dillon: There we go. (Gets up. Georgie falls into the chair as Dillon walks to the other side of the desk to grab a pen, which he tosses to Georgie) You first, hotshot.
Georgie: (Misses the pen and bends down to grab it) OK (Signs the paper) Now you. (Hands pen and paper over to Dillon
Dillon: Mmm-hmm. (Signs the paper as Georgie gets up and walks behind him. After signing, he stands up and turns back around) Feel any different?
Georgie: No, not at all. Maybe we should shake on it.
(Dillon nods. They shake hands and end up kissing and making out on the desk again. Georgie stops and looks towards the door)
Dillon: What? (Looks to see AJ in the doorway)

(AJ picks up a piece of eaten pizza)
AJ: Nice. (Drops pizza) Very nice.
Dillon: I'll clean it up.
AJ: I guess you didn't get the memo about eating at your desk.
Georgie: That would be my fault. You see Dillon...
AJ: Did my fax come in?
Dillon: Oh, your fax.
AJ: Yeah, you know, (Picks up paper) this fax? The one I told you to keep an eye on? You were supposed to call me as soon as it came in? Does any of this ring a bell?
Dillon: I messed up, OK?
AJ: You know what? It's too late to make this deal now.
Dillon: I'm really sorry.
AJ: Do you have any idea what you just cost ELQ?
(Dillon walks over to AJ)
Dillon: Maybe...maybe I can email them back and tell them that the fax machine broke down...
AJ: (Crumples up the fax) Georgie, (walks over to her) does Mac know you're here making out with Dillon in some office building? I guess that kind of makes you like take out. (Dillon walks over to AJ and punches him) That's for free. Now get out, you're fired.