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#V807 - Episode 07
INT. NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT
XENA and GABRIELLE are working in a seedy bar. Xena is waiting tables and Gabrielle is standing behind the bar. She is not a happy woman as she watches Xena fend of the advances of the drunken male patrons. Gabrielle is drying a glass and if it were possible she would be rubbing holes in the glass.
Across the room, Xena is holding a tray and trying to be nice to the man who is very persistent. She smiles and removes his hand from her backside one last time before walking away.
Gabrielle slams the glass down on the bar, and then tosses the towel after it as Xena comes over.
Iím going to kill him.
Relax. Itís nothing I canít handle.
Besides, heís too drunk to be
any harm. And if I smile real
nice Iíll get a big tip.
Iíll give him a tip.
Yeah, I can imagine
what that would be too.
She leans across the bar and whispers
I promise you, heís harmless.
But itís cute that youíre jealous.
I am not jealous!
Gabrielle narrows her eyes and growls.
I am not jealous. I just donít
think you should have to put
up with that kind of crap.
Just give me two beers
and a rum and coke.
Gabrielle looks past Xena to the table, her eyes dart back to Xena and she grabs two bottles from the cooler and slams them down on the bar.
INT. NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT
The bar has gotten more crowded and Gabrielleís temper has gotten shorter. Sheís watching Xena fend off advances from nearly every possible direction. Sheís getting twitchy, pacing back and forth behind the bar as she mixes and serves drinks, her hands are shaking and her lips are pursed tight. She doesnít even notice that Xena has approached the bar.
How about giving him
an Amphipolis Punch?
Thatís where you go over there
and put his lights out. If he cops
another feel, heís going to put a
hole in the seat of your pants.
Come on, Gabrielle. Just a couple
more hours and weíre out of here.
Before she can finish, a fight breaks out behind them and one of the men is hurling right at Xena.
Xena! Watch out!
Xena turns and delivers a right cross to the man, dropping him like a stone. Gabrielle scrambles over the bar to give her a hand in either stopping or winning the fight. The fight erupts like a volcano that has been simmering for 3000 years.
Xena grabs the closest guy and punches him squarely in the face. Gabrielle blocks a punch with Xenaís serving tray as EVERYONE in the place gets in on the brawl. Xena grabs Gabrielle around the waist and pulls her out of the way as she throws another punch as a man who was about to nail Gabrielle.
Letís get out of here.
They push their way through the crowd and head for the front door. Glass breaks around them and the sound of chairs crashing cause them to duck and flinch. At the door they run right into the owner who is a VERY LARGE MAN with his arms crossed over his chest.
Do I really need to say it?
I always knew you were
the brains in this outfit.
Xena growls at him
Now get out of here
before I call the cops.
But we didnít do anything....
I mean it, blondie
Get yourself and your Amazon....
Xena starts forward, growling louder now. Gabrielle grabs her by the arm.
Going, going! Come on, Xena.
EXT. MOTEL - NIGHT
Xena and Gabrielle walk along the upper deck of a run down motel. At the door to their room, Xena has to jiggle the lock to try and get the door open. Sheís getting more frustrated and mumbles something about kicking it in when Gabrielle takes the key from her hand.
She works the lock and then throws her shoulder against the door forcing it open.
INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
Xena lies down immediately on the bed and Gabrielle grabs a tape and puts it in a VCR, turning on the TV as she does.
No, please. PLEASE donít make
me watch that damn show again.
Gabrielle sighs and shuts the VCR off but leaves the TV on and tunes it to the news. Then she joins Xena on the bed, rubbing her partnerís tense shoulders.
You know when we watch it that
it helps us get back our memories.
They are not Ďourí memories Gabrielle.
WE are a science experiment. The original
Xena and Gabrielle died 3000 years ago.
That was not nice.
Xena sighs and nods.
Iím sorry. Iím sorry about everything.
Maybe I can go back tomorrow
and get our jobs back.
If you go back there, youíll end up
in jail. Donít worry about it. Weíll figure
something else out. Iíll admit itís not
going to be easy. We need to find a
job that doesnít require any documentation.
This is a very different world.
Yes, it is. But this is our world
and we have to make the best of it.
That would be easy if we had birth
certificates, driverís licenses and
what do they call that other thing?
A social security number.
See, I donít get that. Why would you
need a number to be social or secure?
Iím not even going to pretend to
understand it. However, the fact
remains weíre nearly broke, we
have no jobs, and the rent is
due on this place Friday.
They should pay us to stay here.
If Xena and Gabrielleís memories
are right, they stayed in better
places than this in ancient Greece.
The cockroaches are on strike
for better living conditions.
From the room next door, there is a loud moan. Xena rolls her eyes and grabs a pillow to cover her head.
Not tonight. God, canít she find
anyplace else to take her tricks?
Not that rent by the hour.
Xena sits up and pounds on the walls.
Knock it off!
Gabrielle just sighs and hands Xena a jacket.
Come on. Youíre a cheap
date. Iíll buy you dinner
until this hour is over.
Gabrielle laughs and put her own jacket on.
Sure. Fries and burger,
chocolate shake. The works.
END OF TEASER