Oh, Brother
(Establishing Shot – the kitchen. SYD is humming to herself as she rummages through the fridge. She takes out a frozen pizza)
SYD: (singing to herself) The tide is high but I'm holdin' on...I'm gonna be your number one...(puts the pizza in the oven)
(The doorbell rings.)
SYD: I'll get it!
(SYD walks over to the front door, opening it. In front of SYD is an eight- year-old BOY, with black spiky hair and green eyes.)
SYD: Um...hi.
BOY: Are you SYD LIPSKY?
SYD: (thinking) Weird. (out loud) Yeah, what's it to ya, shorty?
BOY: I'm RORY LIPSKY.
SYD: Yeah? Well, LIPSKY'S probably a common name, so, why're ya here?
BOY: I was told that my parents lived here.
SYD: Yeah, they live in the basement. Wait, what are their names?
BOY: DRAKKEN and SHEGO.
SYD: Bingo, you win the prize. What's your name, kid?
BOY: RORY.
SYD: Nice name.
RORY: Thanks.
SYD: You wanna come inside, or what?
(RORY walks inside)
SYD: So, how old are ya, kiddo?
RORY: Eight.
SYD: Cool, I'm seventeen. You, uh, want somethin' to eat?
RORY: Yeah.
(SYD and RORY walk into the kitchen)
SYD: Whaddya want?
RORY: Got any fruit?
SYD: Fruit? What the heck's the matter with you? Don't kids your age eat, oh, say, junk food?!
RORY: (shrugs)
SYD: (grabs an apple, cleans it, and places it on her claw. The apple rapidly spins around as SYD'S claw flares. It stops. The apple is peeled)
RORY: Sweet!
SYD: Yeah, I know. Get your own. (walks off, taking a bite out of the apple)
RORY: (groans)
SYD: (OC) I'm the older sister, it's my job to take advantage of ya!
(The next day, at Middleton High, in the cafeteria. SYD, DES, KIM, and SAM sit at a table)
SYD: I cannot believe I have a brother.
DES: I can't either.
SAM: (To SYD) So, you've written 'SYD LIPSKY loves JOSH MANKEY' in thirty- seven notebooks, are you ever going to ask him out?
SYD: I might. In fact, the next time he walks through that door, I'll ask h-
SAM: (coughHe'sBehindYoucough)
SYD: Oh...(turns around and grins)
JOSH: Hey.
SYD: Heh...hey...
JOSH: So what's up?
SYD: Nothing...much...just...hangin' out...
JOSH: Cool. So, SYD, I was wondering...
SYD: Yeah?
JOSH: ...Do you...y'know....wanna hang out sometime? Like, maybe tomorrow night?
SYD: Absolutely!
JOSH: Awesome. (walks off)
SYD: (sigh) I think I'm in love.
(The next evening, SYD is hemming a dress that DES is wearing)
DES: Remind me why I'm doing this.
SYD: (with pins in her mouth) Because I'm the older twin and we're the exact same size.
DES: Yeah, but...
SYD: Can you stop moving?!
DES: Oh, sorry.
SYD: OK, it looks great. (takes the remaining pins out of her mouth and sews up the dress)
DES: It's so cool you're going out with him. And you know what the best part is?
SYD: What?
DES: I'm gonna be there with ya.
SYD: (Glares) You are NOT!
DES: Yeah, I am. Your wristwatch is pinned to the dress.
(DES walks out of the room. SYD'S head hits the doorframe)
SYD: Ow!
(Beat)
SYD: (OC) Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.
(Later, at the same restaurant that was in "Blush". SYD and JOSH sit at a booth)
JOSH: So...
SYD: Um....heheheh...
JOSH: How've you been?
SYD: I've been okay, just...hehe...savin' the world...
JOSH: Cool.
SYD: Heh....yeah....
JOSH: Hey, you're the fireball kid, aren't you?
SYD: Um...hehe...hehehehe...
JOSH: (Grinning) I'll take that as a 'yes'.
SYD: (grins) Hehe...
JOSH: You know, SYD, you're really...uh...
SYD: Yeah?
JOSH: Um...you're kinda hot...
SYD: (thinking) YES! TOUCHDOWN! WHO ROCKS?! OH YEAH, OH YEAH! (out loud) Thanks.
(Later, JOSH is walking SYD up to her front door. They sit on the porch swing and start making out.)
JESSIE: (OC) SYDNEY REN LIPSKY!
SYD: (thinking) Oh, boy.
JOSH: (pulling away from SYD) Um...sorry, MRS. BARKIN...
JESSIE: (glaring at JOSH)
JOSH: (to SYD) I guess I'll see you tomorrow?
SYD: Yeah, tomorrow.
JOSH: (Walks off)
JESSIE: (To SYD) INSIDE!
(SYD walks over to her door, JOSH stops at the sidewalk)
SYD: (mouths 'Tonight was perfect' to JOSH before walking in)
JOSH: (walks to his house)
(Establishing Shot – the kitchen. SYD is humming to herself as she rummages through the fridge. She takes out a frozen pizza)
SYD: (singing to herself) The tide is high but I'm holdin' on...I'm gonna be your number one...(puts the pizza in the oven)
(The doorbell rings.)
SYD: I'll get it!
(SYD walks over to the front door, opening it. In front of SYD is an eight- year-old BOY, with black spiky hair and green eyes.)
SYD: Um...hi.
BOY: Are you SYD LIPSKY?
SYD: (thinking) Weird. (out loud) Yeah, what's it to ya, shorty?
BOY: I'm RORY LIPSKY.
SYD: Yeah? Well, LIPSKY'S probably a common name, so, why're ya here?
BOY: I was told that my parents lived here.
SYD: Yeah, they live in the basement. Wait, what are their names?
BOY: DRAKKEN and SHEGO.
SYD: Bingo, you win the prize. What's your name, kid?
BOY: RORY.
SYD: Nice name.
RORY: Thanks.
SYD: You wanna come inside, or what?
(RORY walks inside)
SYD: So, how old are ya, kiddo?
RORY: Eight.
SYD: Cool, I'm seventeen. You, uh, want somethin' to eat?
RORY: Yeah.
(SYD and RORY walk into the kitchen)
SYD: Whaddya want?
RORY: Got any fruit?
SYD: Fruit? What the heck's the matter with you? Don't kids your age eat, oh, say, junk food?!
RORY: (shrugs)
SYD: (grabs an apple, cleans it, and places it on her claw. The apple rapidly spins around as SYD'S claw flares. It stops. The apple is peeled)
RORY: Sweet!
SYD: Yeah, I know. Get your own. (walks off, taking a bite out of the apple)
RORY: (groans)
SYD: (OC) I'm the older sister, it's my job to take advantage of ya!
(The next day, at Middleton High, in the cafeteria. SYD, DES, KIM, and SAM sit at a table)
SYD: I cannot believe I have a brother.
DES: I can't either.
SAM: (To SYD) So, you've written 'SYD LIPSKY loves JOSH MANKEY' in thirty- seven notebooks, are you ever going to ask him out?
SYD: I might. In fact, the next time he walks through that door, I'll ask h-
SAM: (coughHe'sBehindYoucough)
SYD: Oh...(turns around and grins)
JOSH: Hey.
SYD: Heh...hey...
JOSH: So what's up?
SYD: Nothing...much...just...hangin' out...
JOSH: Cool. So, SYD, I was wondering...
SYD: Yeah?
JOSH: ...Do you...y'know....wanna hang out sometime? Like, maybe tomorrow night?
SYD: Absolutely!
JOSH: Awesome. (walks off)
SYD: (sigh) I think I'm in love.
(The next evening, SYD is hemming a dress that DES is wearing)
DES: Remind me why I'm doing this.
SYD: (with pins in her mouth) Because I'm the older twin and we're the exact same size.
DES: Yeah, but...
SYD: Can you stop moving?!
DES: Oh, sorry.
SYD: OK, it looks great. (takes the remaining pins out of her mouth and sews up the dress)
DES: It's so cool you're going out with him. And you know what the best part is?
SYD: What?
DES: I'm gonna be there with ya.
SYD: (Glares) You are NOT!
DES: Yeah, I am. Your wristwatch is pinned to the dress.
(DES walks out of the room. SYD'S head hits the doorframe)
SYD: Ow!
(Beat)
SYD: (OC) Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.
(Later, at the same restaurant that was in "Blush". SYD and JOSH sit at a booth)
JOSH: So...
SYD: Um....heheheh...
JOSH: How've you been?
SYD: I've been okay, just...hehe...savin' the world...
JOSH: Cool.
SYD: Heh....yeah....
JOSH: Hey, you're the fireball kid, aren't you?
SYD: Um...hehe...hehehehe...
JOSH: (Grinning) I'll take that as a 'yes'.
SYD: (grins) Hehe...
JOSH: You know, SYD, you're really...uh...
SYD: Yeah?
JOSH: Um...you're kinda hot...
SYD: (thinking) YES! TOUCHDOWN! WHO ROCKS?! OH YEAH, OH YEAH! (out loud) Thanks.
(Later, JOSH is walking SYD up to her front door. They sit on the porch swing and start making out.)
JESSIE: (OC) SYDNEY REN LIPSKY!
SYD: (thinking) Oh, boy.
JOSH: (pulling away from SYD) Um...sorry, MRS. BARKIN...
JESSIE: (glaring at JOSH)
JOSH: (to SYD) I guess I'll see you tomorrow?
SYD: Yeah, tomorrow.
JOSH: (Walks off)
JESSIE: (To SYD) INSIDE!
(SYD walks over to her door, JOSH stops at the sidewalk)
SYD: (mouths 'Tonight was perfect' to JOSH before walking in)
JOSH: (walks to his house)