Late at night. Dorian is in her bedroom, stretched out on her bed. She is
trying to stay awake so she can see David when he gets home.
Dorian (rubbing her belly): I can't believe this. Your daddy is actually working late. Maybe I shouldn't have forced him to get a job after all. If he doesn't get home soon, he's not going to find out about you until tomorrow.
David (opening the door and tiptoeing in): Oh, you're still awake. I figured you would've been asleep hours ago.
Dorian: I would've been, but I have something to tell you.
David: Is it the whole kidney thing? I know I agreed to be tested but I'm not sure if I'm willing to give up a kidney to a woman who tried to kill you.
Dorian: David! Don't worry. You weren't a match. I was.
David: You're going to give Viki a kidney?
Dorian: Yes, I am in a few months.
David: I don't get you two. One minute you hate each other, the next you're sharing organs. Wait, why a few months?
Dorian: That's what I wanted to tell you. You remember how I was feeling nauseous for so long? And then you pointed out that I was gaining weight?
David: I said I was sorry.
Dorian: It's okay. You were right and now I know why.
David: You're not sick, are you?
Dorian: No. David, we're, we're going to have a baby.
David: A baby? Dorian, no offense, and this doesn't matter to me at all, but aren't you too old to have babies? I've never noticed any tampons in the bathroom this time around. And the last time we were together you made sure to leave them lying around just to bother me.
Dorian: Well, it is true that I haven't used any tampons since we officially got together. But that's because you hit the mark the first time out.
David: What?
Dorian: According to my calculations the baby was conceived on Christmas Eve.
David: And you just noticed?
Dorian: You're right. I'm starting menopause. My periods are very irregular so, no, I didn't notice.
David: Okay, where's the camera? Whose idea was this? Is Blair trying to get me back because I'm better at the magazine then she is?
Dorian: David, this is no trick. Look. (She hands him a picture of the ultrasound.) That's our baby. Isn't he beautiful?
David (it's starting to sink in): You're serious? We're really going to have a baby? (Gets excited and starts moving around the room) We're going to have a baby. Wait, did you say he?
Dorian: It's a boy.
David: I'm going to have son. We're going to have son. I get to tell Kevin and Todd. And Paul too.
Dorian: We're not telling anyone.
David: Why not?
Dorian: Because I want to make sure Viki hears it from me. So until I tell her no one else finds out.
David: You little vixen. You want to rub it in.
Dorian: I don't know what you're talking about.
David: Yes, you do. That comment she made about Adriana not really being yours and then asking if we were getting married because you were pregnant. You already got to prove her wrong about the Adriana part. Now you get to rub in the pregnancy part.
Dorian: That's not true. Okay, maybe it is. Hey, I'm giving her a major organ. The least she can do is feel bad for doubting me.
David: You're amazing. Speaking of marriage, does this mean we can get married?
Dorian: Not yet. We still have our other problem to contend with and if he finds out I'm having your baby we are going to have serious problems.
David: Maybe we should go to the police.
Dorian: The Llanview Police Department makes Inspector Gadget look competent. No, the police will be no help. We have to handle this on our own. I don't want to talk about this anymore. Let's just concentrate on happy things.
David (puts his hands on her stomach): Did you hear that baby? We're going to concentrate on happy things so you better close your eyes. (He starts kissing Dorian on the neck.)
Dorian: Oh, David.
It's the next morning. Dorian is in the foyer yelling up the stairs.
Dorian: David, hurry up. Cassie is going to be here any minute.
David: I'll be there in a minute.
(The doorbell rings. Dorian answers it.)
Dorian: Cassie, I'm so glad to see you.
Cassie: I thought I better meet my sister and possibly future daughter-in- law. Mother, I can't believe you did this.
Dorian: Sweetheart, I promise you'll understand soon.
Cassie: And when will that be?
Dorian: I'm not sure. I can't tell you everything yet.
Cassie: Of course not. I don't fit in to your quest for the almighty dollar.
Dorian: Did you come all this way just to be mean? I get enough of that from your son.
Cassie: You are keeping him from his girlfriend.
Dorian: Is that what he told you? I'd think you'd be grateful I kept your 17-year-old son from getting married.
Cassie: I am. Look, I'm sorry. I don't want to fight with you. I know in your mind you have a good reason for what you are doing. Let's just drop it. So where is this sister of mine?
Dorian: She in her room. (hollering up the steps) David, Cassie's here. Go get Adriana.
Cassie: I can't believe you are involved with David Vickers.
Dorian: I love David. Besides, you're one to talk. You married Kevin Buchanan.
David (running down the stairs): Adriana wasn't in her room but I found this note.
Dorian: Let me see that. (skims the note) Oh, no. He has her. He's got my little girl.
Dorian (rubbing her belly): I can't believe this. Your daddy is actually working late. Maybe I shouldn't have forced him to get a job after all. If he doesn't get home soon, he's not going to find out about you until tomorrow.
David (opening the door and tiptoeing in): Oh, you're still awake. I figured you would've been asleep hours ago.
Dorian: I would've been, but I have something to tell you.
David: Is it the whole kidney thing? I know I agreed to be tested but I'm not sure if I'm willing to give up a kidney to a woman who tried to kill you.
Dorian: David! Don't worry. You weren't a match. I was.
David: You're going to give Viki a kidney?
Dorian: Yes, I am in a few months.
David: I don't get you two. One minute you hate each other, the next you're sharing organs. Wait, why a few months?
Dorian: That's what I wanted to tell you. You remember how I was feeling nauseous for so long? And then you pointed out that I was gaining weight?
David: I said I was sorry.
Dorian: It's okay. You were right and now I know why.
David: You're not sick, are you?
Dorian: No. David, we're, we're going to have a baby.
David: A baby? Dorian, no offense, and this doesn't matter to me at all, but aren't you too old to have babies? I've never noticed any tampons in the bathroom this time around. And the last time we were together you made sure to leave them lying around just to bother me.
Dorian: Well, it is true that I haven't used any tampons since we officially got together. But that's because you hit the mark the first time out.
David: What?
Dorian: According to my calculations the baby was conceived on Christmas Eve.
David: And you just noticed?
Dorian: You're right. I'm starting menopause. My periods are very irregular so, no, I didn't notice.
David: Okay, where's the camera? Whose idea was this? Is Blair trying to get me back because I'm better at the magazine then she is?
Dorian: David, this is no trick. Look. (She hands him a picture of the ultrasound.) That's our baby. Isn't he beautiful?
David (it's starting to sink in): You're serious? We're really going to have a baby? (Gets excited and starts moving around the room) We're going to have a baby. Wait, did you say he?
Dorian: It's a boy.
David: I'm going to have son. We're going to have son. I get to tell Kevin and Todd. And Paul too.
Dorian: We're not telling anyone.
David: Why not?
Dorian: Because I want to make sure Viki hears it from me. So until I tell her no one else finds out.
David: You little vixen. You want to rub it in.
Dorian: I don't know what you're talking about.
David: Yes, you do. That comment she made about Adriana not really being yours and then asking if we were getting married because you were pregnant. You already got to prove her wrong about the Adriana part. Now you get to rub in the pregnancy part.
Dorian: That's not true. Okay, maybe it is. Hey, I'm giving her a major organ. The least she can do is feel bad for doubting me.
David: You're amazing. Speaking of marriage, does this mean we can get married?
Dorian: Not yet. We still have our other problem to contend with and if he finds out I'm having your baby we are going to have serious problems.
David: Maybe we should go to the police.
Dorian: The Llanview Police Department makes Inspector Gadget look competent. No, the police will be no help. We have to handle this on our own. I don't want to talk about this anymore. Let's just concentrate on happy things.
David (puts his hands on her stomach): Did you hear that baby? We're going to concentrate on happy things so you better close your eyes. (He starts kissing Dorian on the neck.)
Dorian: Oh, David.
It's the next morning. Dorian is in the foyer yelling up the stairs.
Dorian: David, hurry up. Cassie is going to be here any minute.
David: I'll be there in a minute.
(The doorbell rings. Dorian answers it.)
Dorian: Cassie, I'm so glad to see you.
Cassie: I thought I better meet my sister and possibly future daughter-in- law. Mother, I can't believe you did this.
Dorian: Sweetheart, I promise you'll understand soon.
Cassie: And when will that be?
Dorian: I'm not sure. I can't tell you everything yet.
Cassie: Of course not. I don't fit in to your quest for the almighty dollar.
Dorian: Did you come all this way just to be mean? I get enough of that from your son.
Cassie: You are keeping him from his girlfriend.
Dorian: Is that what he told you? I'd think you'd be grateful I kept your 17-year-old son from getting married.
Cassie: I am. Look, I'm sorry. I don't want to fight with you. I know in your mind you have a good reason for what you are doing. Let's just drop it. So where is this sister of mine?
Dorian: She in her room. (hollering up the steps) David, Cassie's here. Go get Adriana.
Cassie: I can't believe you are involved with David Vickers.
Dorian: I love David. Besides, you're one to talk. You married Kevin Buchanan.
David (running down the stairs): Adriana wasn't in her room but I found this note.
Dorian: Let me see that. (skims the note) Oh, no. He has her. He's got my little girl.