Opening Montage
Theme Song: "Jersey Girl" by Cash Cash
We see Quinn and Jim walking arm in arm down the street gazing affectionately at each other. Next, we see them at a diner on a double date with Chuck and Stacy. Close up of Quinn and her red hair. Next, we see Quinn dancing at a club. Jim comes into view and sweeps her off of her feet and they kiss. Cut to a bunch of guys looking jealous. Next, we see them speeding on the highway in Jim's Camaro. We see them playing a carnival game at the shore next. We see Quinn calming down a frustrated Sandi while Jim beams proudly. Next, we see her and Jim at a bar on a double date with Trent and Lindy. Finally, we see Quinn's smiling face in a circle with a pink background. Below that...
Quinn
in
"Identity Crisis"
story by
WildDogJJ
Lawndale County Courthouse...
Jeffy is at a table with his lawyer, a sleazy looking guy with slicked back hair. The judge, a balding fat man with a mustache, is presiding while Dr. Millepedis is in the witness stand. It is a mental competency hearing to determine whether Jeffy, after two years confinement in a psychiatric hospital, can now be safely re-intigrated into society.
Dr. Millepedis said "When Mr. Mercer first entered my care he suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder and delusional psychosis. His obsession was focused on one Quinn Morgendorffer, a young woman whom he had been stalking for years. Through tireless group and individual therapy I have been able to help him let go of his fixation and achieve a firm grasp on reality. He now only speaks of this woman when someone else mentions her to him and shows no sign of interest in pursuing her. Therefore, it is my professional opinion that he can be safely released from psychiatric care and I recommend that the court permit his immediate discharge."
Upon hearing this, the judge said "Approach the bench, Mr. Mercer."
Jeffy approaches and stands before the judge.
The judge informed Jeffy "Understand that if your release is allowed you are to have no contact with this Morgendorffer woman. You will be legally barred from communication by phone, e-mail, written correspondence and text message. You will also be required by law to maintain a minimum physical distance of no less than fifty yards from her person. Failure to abide by these requirements will result in an immediate warrant being issued for your arrest. Do you understand?"
"Yes, your honor."
"In that case, I rule to allow for the immediate discharge of Jeffery Mercer from psychiatric care."
The judge pounds his gavel.
"Case closed."
A short time later and Jeffy is standing outside of the courthouse. He is visibly happy to be a free man once again.
They bought it.
Quinn and Jim's apartment, evening...
Quinn and Jim are watching TV. On the TV screen and is a muscular man in a pink dress and high heels.
TV Announcer: "He wanted her and couldn't have her, so he bacame her. The transvestite Romeo, next on Sick, Sad World."
Cut to Quinn and Jim, both looking bemused.
Quinn said "God, where do they find these people?"
Jim joked "They harvest them at the funny farm."
Quinn can't help laughing. There's a knock on the door.
Quinn said "I'll get it."
She gets up and opens the door. Two men in trench coats are standing there. One is a middle aged white man with gray hair. The other is a young black man with a mustache. The old white man asked "Are you Miss Quinn Morgendorffer?"
"Yes."
The two men show Quinn their badges.
The white cop introduced himself as "Detective Harris," points to the black cop, "this is my partner, Detective Johnson. We're with the Lawndale Township Police Department. May we come in?"
A few minutes later...
Quinn and Jim are at the kitchen table talking to the two detectives. They had some news.
"What do you mean they let Jeffy out!?"
Harris said "Exactly that, Miss Morgendorffer."
Johnson added "A judge ruled that he was now mentally fit to rejoin society."
Concerned, Jim explained "He tried to kill us two years ago."
Harris said "Which is why it's our duty to inform you that he's now a free man."
Understandably worried, Quinn said "I can't believe this. What if he comes after me again?"
Johnson said "I understand your concern, Miss Morgendorffer. He has a restraining order barring him from all contact with you. If he violates the order he gets a one-way ticket to jail."
Quinn asked "Can't you guys do something?"
Sympathetic, Harris said "I'm sorry, but unless he violates the order or does something illegal there's nothing we can do."
Quinn looks worried.
A white brick two story house, evening...
Music: "Obssession" by Animotion
Jeffy is now living in his old room with his parents. The room has sports posters and football trophys everywhere. He is at his computer, watching a YouTube video.
Quinn: (On video) "And that's how you make fudge brownies. Just don't eat too many or you'll get, like, really fat. And why would a girl like me ever date a fat guy? Ewwwww! Next time I'll share my secret to ageless beauty. Don't forget to like and subscribe to "Smores 'n' Pores". Byyyee."
Jeffy a psychotic grin.
"Oh, Quinn! My heart aches for you. I want you, I need you. You're everything to me. We should be together forever."
Jeffy closes his eyes.
Jeffy's Dream...
Jeffy is a heroic knight on a trusty steed. He's charging at another knight, who happens to be Jim. They are jousting.
Jeffy taunted "I will have the princesses hand in marriage, Sir Jim."
"Dream on, loser." Jim taunted back.
Jeffy knocks Jim off of his horse. Jeffy dismounts and draws his sword. The two battle. Watching the battle unfold is Quinn as a fairy tale princess. She is smiling brightly. Jeffy stabs Jim through the heart. Jim falls down and is dead. Quinn rushes to Jeffy and kisses him.
"My hero! I'm forever yours, Sir Jeffy."
Removing his helmet, Jeffy said "I'll grant your hearts every desire, Princess Quinn."
"Could you get me a soda?"
Cut back to reality. Jeffy looks absolutely devastated.
I don't care what the judge says. I need her. I must have Quinn. It's meant to be. I'll find a way to make her love me and we'll be together forever. I WILL HAVE HER!
Jeffy once again has a psychotic grin.
Lawndale Mall, day...
Music: "California Girls" by Katy Perry
Sandi and Quinn are at the women's section at Cashmans, looking at outfits. Quinn is holding up a red evening dress with straps and a drooping v-line.
Sandi said "You have to buy that dress, Quinn. One look at you in that will have Jim eating out of the palm of your hand."
Quinn appears to be staring off into space, which Sandi notices.
"Um, Earth to Quinn? Hello."
Quinn snaps out of her daydreaming.
"Sorry, I've got a lot on my mind. I just can't stop worrying about Jeffy. What if he starts stalking me again? What if he's watching me right now?"
Sandi said "Quinn, you'll only drive yourself crazy thinking about that stuff. That's why I insisted we go shopping today. It'll take your mind off of things"
Sheepish, Quinn said "I know, but I can't help it. What if he's watching me right now?"
Waving her hand dismissively, Sandi said "Quinn, don't be so paranoid. We aren't being watched."
Unknown to either woman, they were being watched by a man in a hoodie and sunglasses. It's Jeffy.
My God! She's even more beautiful than I remember. I know I'm supposed to stay away but I can't. I see her everytime I close my eyes. I can't have her but I need her. I LOVE HER AND CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT HER!
Jeffy follows them at a descreet distance as Quinn and Stacy go to the cash register. The sales lady is Tiffany.
Sandi said "Hi, Tiffany. How was Vegas?"
"It...waaas...fuuunnn. The...slotssss...weerrreee...soooo...prettyyyy."
Quinn smiles and forgets all about Jeffy.
"Did you win a lot of money?"
"Noooo...buuut...IIIII...got...marrrried."
Quinn and Sandi's jaws drop and their eyes go wide.
Quinn gasped "Tiffany!?"
Sandi gasped "Married!?"
Their shock doesn't even register. Tiffany said "Iiiitttt...waaaassss...greeaaaaaaat...IIII...met...Elvissss...Heeeee...waaasssss...faaaat. Heee...performed...theee...ceerremooonny...Myy...hussbaand...isss...riiich."
Sandi and Quinn are speechless. Unnoticed by anyone, Jeffy continues to eavesdrop and thinks So, Tiffany got married in Vegas. I want to marry Quinn, but I can't. I can't have her.
He now looks utterly devastated.
There has to be a way for me to be with Quinn. We should be together forever, but how?
Jeffy seems to get an idea.
Morgendorffer house, evening...
Daria is relaxing on her bed and reading a book when her cell phone rings. She picks it up and answers it.
"Abandon hope, all ye who call here."
Quinn is on the other end of the line.
"Daria, you are not going to believe this."
Daria said "You're right, save your breath."
A little hurt by the remark, Quinn said "Daria!"
Daria realizes that remark came out wrong.
"Just kidding, Quinn. You know, old habits."
Quinn looks relieved.
"Good one, sis."
Daria asked "What's on your mind?"
Quinn said "You know that Jeffy was recently released from the mental hospital, right?"
Daria looks concerned.
"He's not stalking you again, is he?"
Quinn said "I haven't seen him. I keep worrying that he will, even though there's a restraining order against him. I was so worried about it that Sandi took me shopping today. You know, to take my mind off of things."
Daria replied "All of which sounds like normal behavior to me. When do we get to the shocker?"
Quinn said "Tiffany works at Cashmans. We ran into her there. She just got back from a month long trip to Las Vegas."
"And?"
"She's married."
Daria's eyes go wide.
"Who's the unlucky guy?"
Quinn said "I don't know. We're having dinner with them at Chez Pierre next weekend."
"Hopefully it's not Kevin."
Quinn gasps audibly. Daria smirks.
"Relax, Quinn. I know that he's married to Brittany and that polygamy is illegal in both Nevada and New Jersey."
Daria looks at her watch.
"It's late, Quinn. I think I'll call it a night."
"Goodnight, sis."
"Later."
They both hang up. Just then, Daria hears a strange noise coming from Quinn's old room. She gets up and walks there to find the door open and the lights on. She walks to the door and gasps. She sees the back of someone who's obviously a man. He has long bright-red hair and is wearing a pink baby t-shirt and skintight jeans. He turns around. It's Jeffy in a wig. He's holding a mini-skirt in one hand, a tank top in the other hand and is wearing makeup. In a high pitched voice, Jeffy said "Hey, Daria. Does this shirt match this skirt?"
Stunned, Daria asked "Jeffy, what are you doing in my sisters old room?"
Jeffy asked "Daria, why are you acting so weird? It's me, Quinn."
Daria is too shocked to speak.
Morgendorffer House, evening...
Daria is standing in the doorway to Quinn's old room in wide-eyed, open-moutned shock. Jeffey is in the room dressed as Quinn and claiming to be Quinn.
"Daria, are you okay?"
Daria shakes her head.
"I should ask you the same thing, Jeffy."
Puzzled, Jeffy said "Why do you keep calling me Jeffy? I'm Quinn, your sister."
Daria decides to play along.
"Alright, "Quinn", what are you doing here?"
"Duh, it's my room."
Daria explained "You moved out of here almost eight years ago. You went to college in New York, remember?"
Jeffy looks dumbfounded. Daria smirks, thinking Maybe I can snap him out of it with a reality check. Out loud, she said "You lived in the dorm for three years while during your fourth year we shared an apartment with Jane."
Stunned, Jeffy said "We did!?"
Daria explained "Yes, and if you really are Quinn then you'd know that. You'd also know that after graduation you moved back to Lawndale after Dad suffered another heart attack. You have your own apartment."
Jeffy looks thoughtful. Daria, meanwhile, thinks God, I hope this works.
Jeffy has a look of sudden realization.
"Ohmygod! What am I doing here?"
Daria looks hopeful.
"I have to get home! Jim must be worried sick."
Daria looks VERY disappointed.
Jeffy said "Later, sis."
He leaves. Once he's gone, Daria can think of only one thing to say.
"Dammit!"
Quinn and Jim's apartment, evening...
Jim is petting Storm while Quinn is on the phone. Her eyes suddenly go wide.
"WHAT!?"
On the other end of the line, Daria explained "I just caught Jeffy in your old room. He seems to think he's you. He's on his way over to your place."
With a morbid frown, Quinn said "I'm going to be sick."
Daria said "I'm sorry, Quinn. I tried to snap him back to reality by telling him things he wouldn't know about you but he just incorporated that information into his delusion. He's on his way to your place right now."
Quinn gasps.
"What do I do?"
Daria said "I don't know. But, you need to think of something quick."
"Thanks for the heads up, sis."
They both hang up. Jim asked "What's going on?"
Quinn said "Daria just caught Jeffy in my old room, dressed as me?"
Jim's eyes go wide.
'heh...Ha...HA...HA...HA-HA-HA-HO-HO-HO-AHA-HA-HA..."
Quinn gives her boyfriend a death stare.
"THAT'S NOT FUNNY, JIM!"
This snaps Jim out of his laughing fit.
"Sorry."
Quinn said "It get's worse. Apparently, Jeffy's convinced himself that he's me."
Jim can feel another laughing fit coming on until he gets another nasty look from his girlfriend.
"Sorry."
"Jeffy's on his way here right now. What are we gonna do?"
Jim looks thoughtful. He gets an idea.
"You hide while I talk to him. If he thinks that he's you then there's no way of knowing how he'll react to seeing you. I'll try and get him to go away."
Quinn looks curious.
"How?"
Jim said "He thinks that he's you, which means that he thinks that I'm his boyfriend. I'll just pretend to dump you and kick him out."
Quinn visibly has some reservations about this plan.
"What if that doesn't work?"
"Then, we call the cops."
Quinn looks doubtful.
Quinn and Jim's apartment building, evening...
Music: "You Belong With Me" by Taylor Swift
Jeffy, still dressed as Quinn, knocks on the door. Jim answers. Upon seeing Jeffy he struggles not to have another laughing fit.
Jeffy said "Hi, babe. I'm home."
Jim plays along.
"Hi, Quinn."
"Won't you let me in, Jim."
Jim puts on his best poker face. He said "Um, Quinn, we need to talk." while thinking I just hope he doesn't know that the lease is in Quinn's name. Concerned, Jeffy asked "Jim, honey, what's wrong? You look worried."
Jim said "Quinn, do you remember how we first became a live in couple?"
Jeffy said "Duh, Jim, you asked me to move in with you and I said yes. Your apartment became our apartment."
Jim thought Good, he doesn't know that Quinn took me in after I came back from Japan and had nowhere else to go. Out loud, he said "Quinn, I don't think this is working out. I think we need to break up."
Jeffy looks devastated.
"Jim, no!"
Jim said "Yes, Quinn, I'm sorry. I've been thinking it over and decided this just isn't meant to be. I'll drop all of your stuff at your parents house in a few days. After that, I never want to see you again."
Jeffy's lower lip starts to tremble.
"B...But, I live here."
Jim coldly said "Not anymore, you don't."
With that, Jim slams the door in Jeffy's face. Jeffy runs away, crying. Inside the apartment the real Quinn sticks her head through the bedroom door.
"He's gone."
Visibly relieved, Quinn comes out.
"Jim, what's going on?"
Jim said "It's just as I suspected. His treatment wasn't as complete as the doctors thought. He's accepted the fact that he can't have you but he isn't over you. He's coping by having another psychotic break where he becomes you."
Quinn asked "Wouldn't seeing me snap him out of it?"
Jim said "That's a very bad idea. While he believes he's you he's essentially harmless. If that illusion is shattered he could become violent. That's why it needs to be maintained until he's in custody. He'll now most likely return to your parents house. I'm gonna call the cops, tell them what's going on and send them there. You call your parents, explain the situation, and tell them to play along until the police show up. This way Jeffy gets taken into custody and no one gets hurt."
Quinn suddenly has a knowing smile.
"This was your plan all along, wasn't it?"
Jim nods. Quinn grins.
"Clever boy."
Morgendorffer house, evening...
We see two police cruisers parked in front of the house. In the living room a visibly nervous Jake, Helen and Daria talking to four police officers.
"I'll kill that psychopath, goddammit!"
Helen barked "JAKE, YOU WON'T!"
This snaps Jake out of it. One of the cops looks at Helen questioningly.
"You'll have to excuse my husband, officer. He's a little too excitable for his own good."
Daria looks at her watch.
"I wish he'd show up. I don't wanna miss Sick, Sad World."
Helen said "Now that you mention it, he should've been here long before now."
One cop asked "Mrs. Morgendorffer, is there any palce else your daughter would go under such circumstances? Maybe Mr. Mercer went there."
Chuck and Stacy's house, evening...
Jeffy, still dressed as Quinn, walks up to the front door and rings the bell. Chuck answers and is visibly shocked beyond words.
Jeffy said "Upchuck, is Stacy home?"
Chuck said "Jeffy! What are you doing here?"
Jeffy asked "Why are you calling me Jeffy? I'm Quinn. Is Stacy here?"
Chuck is visibly confused.
"What's going on?"
Jeffy said "Jim broke up with me."
Chuck clearly doesn't know how to respond.
Jeffy said "I came home and he told me he doesn't wanna see me anymore."
Chuck rolls his eyes.
"Jeffy, I don't know why they let you out of the nuthouse, but you're not Quinn. Could you please go away? My wife and son are asleep."
Jeffy looks puzzled.
"I didn't know you and Stacy had a baby."
Chuck said "You would if you really were Quinn."
Jeffy said "Oh, yes, now I remember. How is the baby, anyway?"
Chuck gets an idea.
"Tell me something, Quinn. Who's little Chucky's godmother?"
Jeffy thinks for a second.
"Tiffany, duh."
Chuck shakes his head.
"If you really were Quinn then you'd know who the godmother is."
Jeffy said "I'm sorry, I forgot."
"The real Quinn is Chucky's godmother. Think about it."
Jeffy looks very thoughtful.
Irritated, Chuck said "Look, I don't have time for this. I'm going to close the door now and then I'm calling the cops."
Chuck slams the door in Jeffy's face. Jeffy looks distraught.
"I...I'm not Quinn. I'm not Quinn. I'M NOT QUINN!"
Now enraged, Jeffy takes off the wig and the clothes. Naked, Jeffy runs off into the night screaming.
"I'M NOT QUINN! I'M NOT QUINN! ARRRGH! AHHHHHH! GRRRRRRRRRRAGH! HAH! BURRRRR! HEEEHEEEHEEE!"
Che Pierre, evening...
Music: "Disturbia" by Rihanna
Jim and Quinn are seated at a table. Jim looks a little distraught. He said "I can't believe it. Jeffy goes to Stacy instead of your parents."
Quinn reassured him.
"It was still a solid plan, Jim."
Jim said "But I'm worried. What if what Chuck said to him shattered the illusion and made him violent?"
Quinn looks worried. Finally, after a deep breath, she said "Look, we can't go looking over our shoulders. The police are looking for him, he's on the run, we have locks on our doors and you have a gun. We've done what we can. Let's just have a pleasant evening with Tiffany and her new husband."
Jim decides to let the situation with Jeffy go.
"I wonder what her husband's like."
Just then, Quinn spots Tiffany.
"There they are."
Quinn waves them over. Suddenly, both her and Jim's jaws drop. Tiffany arm in arm with...Steve Taylor, Brittany's father. Except for gray hair along his temples he looks like he did on Daria.
"Iiii'ddd...liiiiikkkee...youuu...tooo...meet...myyy...husbannnd...Steveee...Taylor."
Quinn and Jim are stunned speechless.
Chez Pierre, evening...
Quinn and Jim are on a double date with Tiffany and her new husband. Her husband is Steve Taylor. Awkward doesn't even begin to describe this.
Quinn said "Mr. Taylor, I thought you were married to Ashley-Amber. What happened?"
"Got divorced. And, please, call me Steve."
Jim asked "So this is marriage number...?"
"Three."
Quinn asked "I hope I'm not getting too personal here, but what happened to Ashley-Amber?"
Steve said "Her looks were starting to go so I called it quits. Proposed to Tiffany here the day after the divorce was finalized."
Tiffany said "Issn't...heee...greaat?"
Jim and Quinn both look very uncomfortable.
Jim commented "I think we're the ones in the looney bin."
Quinn looks at Tiffany with great concern.
"Tiffany, could I talk to you in the ladies room?"
"Suurre."
Quinn turns to Jim.
"We'll be back in a minute, hon."
With that, Quinn and Tiffany get up and head to the women's rest room.
The ladies room at Chez Pierre, a few minutes later...
Quinn and Tiffany are by the mirror. Quinn is trying to contain her disbelief while Tiffany touches up her makeup.
Quinn asked "Tiffany, what the hell?"
Tiffany isn't even listening.
"Uh-huh."
Quinn frowns.
"You're not even listening to me right now, are you?"
Tiffany continues to apply makeup.
"Uh-huh."
Quinn snatches Tiffany's mascara brush right out of her hand.
"Uhhhh...Why'd...youuu...dooo...thaat?"
"Because we need to talk. You can touch up you're makeup afterwards."
"Ooookkkayyyyy."
Quinn asked "Why the hell did you run off and marry Steve Taylor of all people?"
Tiffany said "Hee's...cuute...annd...richh."
Quinn said "He's also more than thirty years older than you."
Tiffany said "Buut...Jimm's...older...thaan...youuu."
Quinn rolls her eyes.
"Jim's only two and a half years older than me. Steve's old enough to be your father."
Tiffany misunderstands and scrunches her nose in disgust.
"Myyy...faather...Quinn...ewwwww!"
Quinn rolls her eyes again. Tiffany is obviously missing the point.
"What do you see in that guy?"
"I'mmm...nooot...intoo...inceest."
Quinn rolls her eyes a third time. It's going to be a long night.
Chez Pierre's dinning room...
While Quinn is in the bathroom with Tiffany, Steve is chatting with Jim.
"Yeah, Ashley-Amber was a hot piece of ass at one point but when her looks started to go I figured it was time to trade up. So I hooked up with Tiffany while preparing to serve Ashley with divorce papers. Bitch tried to take me for a bundle in the divorce. Fourtunately, she's so dumb that we were able to get her to take a modest sum."
With forced politeness, Jim said "Interesting approach to marriage."
Steve asked "So, how long have you and Quinn been together?"
Jim said "It'll be four years this July. I'm curious, why Tiffany?"
Steve said "Because she's a total hottie. That and she was dumb enough to sign a pre-nup that forces her to walk away with nothing if the marriage ends. Also, she's a minx in the bedroom."
Jim rolls his eyes. And all this time I thought Quinn was exaggerating when she told me what a sleazebag Brittany's father is. Out loud, in a sarcastic tone, he said "The foundation for any solid relationship."
The sarcasm flys over Steve's head.
"Damn right."
At this point, Quinn and Tiffany return to the table. Jim whispers in Quinn's ear.
"How'd it go?"
Quinn whispers back in Jim's ear.
"Like talking to a brick wall."
Tiffany kisses Steve on the cheek.
"I...lovvvee...youuu."
"Likewise, jugs."
Tiffany blushes and smiles while Quinn shoots Steve a menacing look.
Meanwhile, in the parking lot...
Music: "Funhouse" by Pink
Jeffy walks toward the restaurant. He is wearing a tight red mini-dress and high heels. He also has makeup on his face and a purse on his shoulder. He enters Chez Pierre and walks right up to the hostess. The hostess, a black haired young woman, sees him and is visibly freaked out.
"C-can I help you?"
Jeffy said "I'm with the Carbone party. My name's Quinn Morgendorffer."
The hostess looks at her reservation list. She finally sees "Carbone Party: J. Carbone, Q. Morgendorffer, S. Taylor and T. Taylor." Finally, the hostess looks up and shrugs.
To each their own, I guess. Out loud, she said "Follow me."
Cut to the table where Quinn, Jim, Steve and Tiffany are sitting. Jeffy and the hostess approach. Quinn and Jim both gasp in horror as he takes his seat.
Quinn asked "Jeffy, what are you doing here?"
Jeffy looks offended. He said "For your information, my name's Quinn Morgendorffer. Who are you?"
Quinn looks nervous. Jeffy still thinks that he's Quinn. She thinks fast.
"Um...Erin Chambers."
Indignant, Jeffy said "And just what are you doing having dinner with my boyfriend?"
Jim buries his face in his hands and wishes he could just disappear. Steve and Tiffany, meanwhile, look very confused.
Tiffany asked "Jeffy!?"
Jeffy smiles.
"Hey, Tiffany. Don't you recognize me? I'm Quinn."
"Whaaaaat?"
Steve asked "What the hell's going on here?"
Jeffy said "I'm here to win my ex-boyfriend back."
Mortified, Quinn buries her face in her hands. Under her breath she said "God, could this night get any worse?"
Meanwhile, outside...
A team of police cars approach Chez Pierre. Cops head to the building with their guns out. One cop said "We got an anonymous tip Jeffy Mercer was here. Weapons at ready, but try to take him in clean."
Inside...
Jeffy turns his attention back to a nervous looking Jim.
"Jim, I love you. I want you back. Please."
Jim, realizing he has to play along and hope for the best, stands up. Jeffy also stands up. Jim said to Jeffy "Look, "Quinn", it's over between us. Move on.," he points to the real Quinn, "I already have."
Jeffy looks hurt. Quinn stands up. She said "Look, "Quinn", Jim's with me now. You can find someone else. After all, you're Quinn Morgendorffer."
Jeffy smiles. He holds Jim in a hug. Jim is, understandably, freaked. "I'll never forget you Jim, and...," he whispers in Jim's ear, "...I know I'm not Quinn."
Jim immediately pulls away. Jeffy reaches into his purse and pulls out a small .38 revolver.
Customer: "GUN!"
Jeffy aims the weapon at Quinn. Jim shouts "Quuuiiiinnnnnn!" Jeffy pulls the trigger while Jim, acting on instinct, shoves Quinn out of the line of fire. The bullet strikes Jim in the lower right portion of his rib cage. He falls to the floor and bleeds profusely. Quinn is horrified.
"JIM! NOOOOOOOO!"
"DROP THE GUN!"
The cops have the whole restaurant covered and their guns pointed at Jeffy. Jeffy looks at Quinn. He said "I can't be with you, I can't become you and I can't live without you."
Jeffy puts the gun flush against his right temple and pulls the trigger. He falls to the floor, dead. Horrified, Quinn looks away from Jeffy's body and toward Jim. She rushes to him and holds him.
"Please, Jim, don't die."
Jim clutches his wound.
"Qu...cough...Quinn."
Tears form in Quinn's eyes.
"I'm here, Jim. I'll never leave you."
An officer runs up. He tells Quinn "Put pressure on that wound."
Quinn, determined not to let her boyfriend die, does as the cop says.
Officer: (into beeper) "Send an ambulence to Chez Pierre. Two gunshot victims, one is the gunman. Shooter is deceased from self-inflicted gunshot wound. Victim is gravely injured."
Jim slips out of consciousness as Quinn keeps pressure on the wound.
Cedars of Lawndale, a room in intensive care...
Jim is laying unconscious in a hospital bed. His body is bandaged up. Quinn sits by his side. The expression on her face is a mix of shock and concern.
"How? How could this happen?"
She holds Jim's hand.
Next Time
Quinn helps Jim recover from his injury.
