IT HAPPENED TOMORROW
"SEASON ONE"
EPISODE: 1x01. GIMME A BREAK
ORIGINAL PUBLICATION DATE: 9/03/2005
CAST: Jerry Carson, Larry Dawson, Aimee Harris, Chris Fredicks
ALSO STARRING: Denise Robinson, Pam Carson, Peter Carson
Everyone deserves a break once in a while from their hectic lives, or so I've learned from watching my friend Jerry run around town everyday trying to stop disasters from happening. It's not easy being Superman these days, and it's surely not easy getting tomorrow's paper...today. Running around town all day, hardly getting a thank you, getting beat up, run down...it's not easy. Even the superhero's need a break once in a while, and so does Jerry...
"Good Morning! It's going to be a beautiful Sunday!" Jerry's hand quickly hit the snooze button. He then turned to the clock to see 6:01. He groaned loudly, and then lay back on his side.
"Five more minutes..."
THUMP! MEOW! Jerry quickly awoke, and looked back at the clock, it was exactly six-thirty.
"Come on! It's a Sunday! Can't I get a little extra sleep?" The cat meowed once more.
Jerry got up and opened the door to find the cat with the paper.
"I hate you, I hope you know that." Meow...
Jerry shooed the cat away, and picked up the paper. He then started to flip through the paper picking out different accidents that were going to happen.
"Of course, Sunday has to be a busy day. The day I have tickets to the movies. The day I wanted to relax!" Jerry yelled to himself.
Jerry got dressed and left the room.
The alarm clock turned 11:32 p.m. when Jerry entered the bedroom. He threw the paper into the trash along with the movie tickets, then threw himself onto the bed.
"It's going to be a beautiful Monday here in the Tampa Bay area!" Jerry slowly turned off the clock only to hear the sound of the cat. MEOW!
Jerry looked at the clock, 6:30. "Monday... Gimme a break!"
...And if he doesn't, he'll just go crazy.
CREDITS PLAY.
"Ohh, I'm really starting to get fed up of this paper! I spent all weekend running around to different towns trying to stop things from happening! I never even got to see that movie!" Jerry complained to Aimee.
"Well, I guess that that's one of the responsibilities of getting the paper." Aimee replied.
"I guess it is, but why on the weekend? I do have a life you know!"
"So what, accidents are going to stop themselves on the weekend so you can have a peaceful day?"
"That'd be nice!"
"If you don't like it, then just stop running around. Let nature take it's course."
"I can't do that!"
"Or do what Sam Cooper did in episode one of season four, pay people to do things for you."
"Where am I going to get the cash from?"
Aimee looked down at the paper. "You do get tomorrow's sports scores today. Go to the tracks."
"I can't, I'm too young, and no one I know would do it for me. My father said that the paper is for helping, not for my own personal interest, I need to make money by getting a job." Jerry replied.
"Well then, I guess you'll have to find your own way to solve the problem." Aimee and Jerry started to walk down the hallway. "Hold on, need to stop off at my locker." Aimee went over to her locker.
"I guess I will have to."
Larry and Chris came over.
"Hey my good buddies, what's happening? Did you see that movie? It was awesome!" Larry said. Jerry groaned.
"Jerry keeps complaining on how he has no time to himself anymore because of the paper." Aimee responded.
"Hey, do what Cooper did in the episode 'The Out of Towner'." Chris replied.
"He said that he doesn't have the cash, and betting is out of the question." Aimee replied.
"Do you have to keep telling them about my problem?" Jerry asked Aimee.
"I didn't think you were going to tell them."
"I was!"
"Hey, how about this. Let Chris and I handle the paper next weekend!" Larry told Jerry.
Jerry looked at both of them strangely.
"You two handle the paper?" Jerry asked.
"Yeah! You get the weekend off while we go around, and handle the paper!" Larry replied.
"Yeah, go to a movie, read a book, do homework, have that lucky girl over!" Chris laughed.
"You're funny, you know that?" Jerry said.
"So, what do ya say? A weekend of fun and freedom!" Larry asked.
"I don't know..." Jerry hesitated.
"Come on! No worries!" Chris coaxed.
"That's what I'm worried about!" Jerry responded.
"Come on!"
"Fine! One weekend! That's it!"
"Great!" Larry yelled with excitement.
"Hey speaking of ladies, Aimee, how 'bout dinner on Friday?" Chris asked.
"Excuse me?" Aimee asked.
"You know, a social ritual taken on by members of the opposite sex, often referred to as a date."
"Okay, how about G-E-T-L-O-S-T." Aimee replied.
"Never heard of that restaurant, do they have a good soda selection?"
"Ugh, dork." Aimee replied as she started to walk away.
"What?" Chris asked as he followed Aimee.
"Nothing can go wrong..." Jerry said to himself.
The days flew by...day turned to night, night turned to day.
"Hey buddy! Tomorrow's the big day!" Larry excitedly yelled when he entered Jerry's bedroom.
"You won't believe who called me last night." Jerry replied.
"Hello to you, too. Who?"
"Denise."
"Denise?"
"Yeah!"
"That's who called you?" Larry laughed.
"Denise!"
"What'd she want?"
"She wanted to make it up to me." Jerry replied.
FLASHBACK, LAST NIGHT...
"Listen Jerry. I'm really sorry for what I did." Denise said.
"You're sorry?" Jerry asked.
"I wanna to make it up to you big time."
BACK TO JERRY'S ROOM
"What did you say?" Larry asked.
"What any guy would say."
LAST NIGHT...
"You want to make it up to me? How can ya? Huh? You've been two timing me for six months! SIX Months!"
"I loved you, I couldn't just break up with you."
"And you also loved Matt."
"Not as much as you!"
JERRY'S ROOM
"She said that?" Larry asked.
"Yup."
"What did you do?"
"She said that she wanted to meet me on Saturday so she could make it up to me."
LAST NIGHT...
"Could we meet Saturday? I have the whole day planned for the two of us. I really want to make this up to you, I'm sorry."
"No, I'm sorry Denise...but it's over. You two-timed me, and I don't know if I can ever trust you again...I'm sorry."
JERRY'S ROOM
"And I hung up..." Jerry said.
"You hung up on her?"
"Yeah. She called again twice, but that was it."
"What are you going to do?" Larry asked.
"Nothing! I'm going to do nothing!"
"You're going to let a girl like that get away!" Larry replied.
"Lar! A month ago you said that there was no relationship, that it was dead as a door nail and that she was trouble. Now you're trying to tell me that I should go back to her?"
"If the shoe fits!" Larry replied.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"She's wants a second chance! Give it to her! You said that people do deserve a second chance!"
"I've never said that! That was Hobson!"
"How do I know, you two are practically the same!"
"Very funny!"
"Give her a second chance, even...you've got the weekend off, enjoy yourself!"
"Well, I guess she deserves a second chance!" Jerry then went over to the phone, and started to dial Denise's number.
"Oh yeah, and Jerry. Don't bother getting up early tomorrow! We'll come and get the paper! Sleep in for a change!" Larry said as he exited the room.
"I guess I'll try." Jerry replied.
"And enjoy yourself!" Larry yelled from the hallway.
"Yeah right...Oh Denise, it's Jerry. I've decided, I'm free tomorrow, and I've decided to take you up on that offer. Meet me at my place around twelve tomorrow." Jerry then hung up the phone.
The night passed, and morning came.
"And in the news today, The President decided to go ahead with the gas..." Jerry reached over, and hit the snooze button. he then looked at the time. 10:32 A.M.
"I slept in." Jerry said as he quickly got out of bed, and opened his bedroom door. Jerry saw the cat sleeping at the doorstep. The paper was no where to be found.
"Larry." Jerry said as he rushed into the kitchen.
"Hey! There you are sleepy head!" Jerry's mother greeted.
"Mom! Hi!"
"Good morning, you slept in!"
"Yes, yes I did! Did Larry and Chris come over this morning?"
Jerry's mother thought.
"Yes they did, around six thirty."
"Do you know where they went?" Jerry asked.
"No I don't, but your father went with them."
"Dad went with them?"
"Yeah. All three of them rushed out of here faster than a bunch of jackrabbits."
"Thanks mom, I'm going to go take a shower." Jerry rushed out of the kitchen.
"Do you want me to do you some breakfast?"
Jerry reentered the kitchen.
"No, that's all right mom. I'll be fine!"
"No you will not! You must have breakfast! How about scrambled eggs?"
"I'm not really that hungry." Jerry replied.
"Jerry..."
"All right fine! Two eggs!" Jerry rushed out of the kitchen.
"Okay!" Jerry's mother got out the eggs.
After taking a shower, Jerry rushed down to his bedroom, and picked up his phone. He dialed a number.
"Yello?" Larry answered his cell-phone. In the background where Larry was, was a lot of people yelling and screaming.
"Larry!" Jerry replied.
"Jerry, my man! Did you sleep well?"
"Okay, I got the tickets." Jerry's father rushed over to Larry.
"Is my father there?" Jerry asked.
"Yeah, Old Pete's here."
"Come on Hobson's Hero!" Pete yelled.
"No! No! Rose's Runner!" Chris yelled.
"Where are you guys?" Jerry asked.
"No where important. Just saving some lives." Larry replied.
The announcer came on.
"And now, coming around the inside is Hobson's Hero! Followed by in third Quinn's Speedy Delivery. In forth is Rose's runner, and in fifth coming around the bend is Crumb's Cake! And in nose at nose, is Hobson's Hero and Brigatti's Badge! And it is...Hobson's Hero by a hair!" The Announcer yelled.
"Yes! I won! I told you Hobson's Hero was going to win." Pete yelled at Chris.
"You guys are at the track!" Jerry yelled to Larry after he heard the announcer.
"We're not betting!" Larry thought of an excuse. "We're stopping a guy from being trampled by a horse..."
"Let me talk to my father!" Jerry commanded.
"He's not here at the moment!" Larry replied.
"Place your bets!" The announcer yelled. Pete went off to place the bets.
"Where is he?" Jerry replied.
"He's...in the bathroom!" Larry replied.
"Okay! Are you sure Crumb's going to win this one?" Pete asked when he came back with the tickets.
"It's says it right here in the paper!" Larry replied.
"You are betting! Lemme talk to my father!" Jerry yelled.
"Hey son!" Pete came on the phone.
"Dad! What are you doing? You said to me that the paper wasn't for betting!"
"I guess I was wrong, you only live once. Sorry, gotta go, you're breaking up." Pete hung up the phone.
"Dad? Dad?" Jerry then got the dial tone. Jerry put down the phone, and sat on his bed.
"I'm gonna kill Larry!" Jerry yelled as he got up.
"Oh, hi Denise! What a surprise!" Jerry heard his mother greet Denise at the front door.
Jerry looked around really quick, then rushed into the bathroom.
"Is Jerry around?" Denise asked.
"Oh, he's taking a shower. Would you like to come in?"
"Oh, yes. Certainly." Denise entered the house, and went into the kitchen.
Jerry paced back and forth in the bathroom trying to figure out what to do. He then heard a know on the door.
"Jerry, Denise is here to see you. Don't be in there too long!" Jerry's mother called out.
"Okay mom! Thanks!" Jerry stopped pacing, and left the bathroom. He slowly walked into the kitchen.
"There he is!" Jerry's mother went over to him.
"Hi, Denise." Jerry greeted.
"Hi." Denise smiled.
"Are you two going to go out for the day?" Jerry's mother asked.
"Yep, we were just leaving!" Jerry grabbed Denise, and they both rushed out of the kitchen.
"Bye mom!"
"Nice seeing you again!" Denise yelled.
"Bye!" Jerry's mother yelled, then she looked at the eggs on the counter.
"Jerry! What about your breakfast?"
Jerry didn't reply.
"He's very eccentric sometimes." Jerry's mother started to eat the eggs.
Jerry and Denise started to walk down the sidewalk.
"And how are you?" Jerry asked.
"I fell terrible."
"About?"
"What I've done to you. I really want to make it up to you."
"What do you have in store?" Jerry asked.
"Two tickets to see that movie you wanted to go see. A game of mini golf, lunch, and a walk on the beach." Denise replied. Jerry was astonished.
"Well, you've given this a lot of thought."
"Yeah, I have. I really want you to forgive me." Jerry stopped walking.
"That's the thing... I don't know if I can just yet."
"Why not?" Denise asked.
"It's the, uh, whole other guy thing..."
"Matt? I'm sorry about that. I won't do it again!"
"Well, I guess we'll see." Jerry started to walk again.
"Okay, I promise you that I won't two time again."
"We'll see."
"Okay...How about that movie?" Denise asked.
"First I've gotta stop off at the local betting parlor."
"What for?"
"I've gotta kill Larry!"
"Where's the nearest track?" Denise asked.
"Tampa."
"Tampa?"
"Tampa!"
"But what about the movie? It starts in half an hour!"
Jerry started to walk fast, Denise stopped him.
"Jerry! This is our day together! Let's enjoy it! Forget about Larry! He's an idiot on his own little planet!"
"Trust me, this is important!"
"Jerry, no! We have to catch this movie! We have to enjoy today! I have to prove to you that I am loyal!" Jerry stopped to think, and finally decided.
"Fine! I'll try to enjoy today, even though Larry's going around betting on horses." The two held each others hand while they walked down the street.
As they walked, Jerry said out loud. "Note to self, kill Larry."
Jerry and Denise spent the whole day together. Jerry tried to have fun, but thinking of Larry and the paper got in the way. Larry, Chris, and Pete spent the day together betting on the sports scores, and winning every time; the briefcase Pete was carrying got thicker with money each time.
The rest of the day passed, and night came. Night passed quickly, and the sun broke out.
Larry, Chris, and Pete snuck down the hallway to Jerry's room to see the newspaper sitting on the floor next to the cat. Larry slowly picked up the newspaper, and flipped to the sports section, but there was no sports section!
"What's going on?" Chris asked.
"Where is it?" Larry asked while flipping through the paper.
"Where's what?" Pete asked.
"The sports!"
"Looking for this?" Jerry asked as he opened his bedroom door. He showed them the sports section.
"Oh, that." Larry said disappointedly.
"Yes we were. Now if we could just get that section, we could be on our way!" Chris said.
"Sorry, you can't have it!"
"Why not?" Pete asked.
"Why dad? You took it, and went to the tracks! Those very words you went against! The paper is for helping people, not for personal benefit!"
"So what? You only live once! Why not enjoy it!" Pete replied.
"You're not having the sports! Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to go back to sleep!" Jerry slammed his bedroom door.
"Well, what do we do now?" Chris asked.
"I don't know..." Pete replied.
The three started to walk for the front door.
Half the morning passed.
Jerry and Aimee were sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast.
"The day was bad, huh?" Aimee asked.
"The worst! All they did was bet on the track!"
"What did you do?"
"I took away the sports section of the paper! That'll teach them!" Jerry handed the section to Aimee. Aimee flipped through it.
"Hey, the Cubs are gonna win tonight!" Aimee smiled.
"Cubs fan, huh?"
"Yep!" When Aimee said that, another part of the paper fell out. "What's this?"
Jerry picked it up. "The front page. The lottery numbers were on the back... This wasn't here before..." Jerry stared at the page.
"What is it?"
"At least I'm not the only one that wants Larry dead..."
"What?" Aimee asked.
"Three found dead in Gulf." Jerry read the headline.
"Who?"
"Peter Carson, Christopher Fredicks, and Larry Dawson were found dead early last night in the Gulf of Mexico after they had each been shot in the head. No one knows exactly who had done this, and the medical examiner is not giving out further information..."
"You don't need to worry, they probably know about it. They have the paper!" Aimee replied.
"For more info, turn to 2A."
"Oh, so they don't have that story. You do..."
"Yeah..."
"Who would want to kill those three?" Aimee asked.
"I have some clue."
About an hour later, Jerry and Aimee entered the betting parlor. The two went over to the betting counter.
"You two look a little young to be in here." The guy at the counter said.
"Well, we're not here to bet. Actually, we're here about three guys that came in yesterday...and won a bunch of races." Jerry replied.
"Oh, those three pricks! They cleared out the whole register! And some of the safe too! I don't know how they did it! It's like they had a cheat sheet or something! In the sixty years this parlor has been running, no one has ever won that many races! Never! No one's ever won five races in a row. These guys won at least thirty in a row! A ROW! Probably had a crystal ball or somethin'."
"Well, you don't need to worry about those three or the money because this parlor will be paid back every penny." Jerry responded.
"It better be! I'm telling you, they cheated!"
"I hate to say it, but I think they did. I don't know how, but they did. Here's my number! Call it in two hours, and we'll set up a deal to get the money back!" Jerry handed a piece of paper to the guy.
"Okay?"
"By any chance, is this parlor ran by the Mafia?" Jerry asked.
"Get outta here you kids!"
"Well, thanks anyway! Have a nice day!" Jerry and Aimee rushed out of the parlor.
"Well?" Aimee asked. Jerry checked the front page.
"We did it! It's changed!" Jerry and Aimee started to walk for the car.
Jerry and Aimee walked into Jerry's house an hour later. Jerry went over to his mother.
"Hey mom."
"Hi honey. Denise just called, she wants you to call her back."
"Denise?" Aimee asked.
"Long story." Jerry told Aimee. "Do you know where the money Dad brought in yesterday is?"
"Oh yeah! Your father wanted me to keep it safe until the three of them could split it between them."
"Great! Could you get it for me?" Jerry asked.
"Oops, sorry. I can't! I gave it all to the church about half an hour ago."
"You wha?"
"Gave it to the church! I did what any good Samaritan would do!" Jerry's mother replied.
"Gave it to the... how much was there?" Jerry asked.
"Oh, about a million dollars."
"A million dollars?" Aimee and Jerry asked at the same time.
"Yeah!"
"I can't believe those three idiots took a million dollars away from the Mafia!" Jerry yelled.
"What?" Jerry's mother asked.
"That betting parlor the three went to is owned by the Mafia, and they're itching to get it back! ANYWAY POSSIBLE!" Jerry yelled.
"Those three idiots! I'm gonna kill Peter!"
"You're not the only one who wants to kill him!" Jerry looked at the headline, it had changed to 'SIX FOUND DEAD IN GULF'.
"They're going to call in about an hour to see where we're going to meet them with the money! I can't believe you gave it all away!"
"What was I going to do with it? Let them actually keep it?" Jerry's mother replied.
"We need to stop arguing, and get that money back!" Aimee yelled.
"We can't steal that money back from the church!" Jerry's mother replied.
"Stolen money that was obtained by those three imbeciles by cheating from the paper and getting the scores of the winning horses from a race track that's own by the Mafia who will kill to get it back!" Jerry paused. "Shall we take your car?"
"But it's inhumane!" Jerry's mother argued. The phone suddenly rang.
"So is killing a man, but they don't seem to mind!" Aimee said.
"Good point, we'll take my car!" The three rushed out of the house.
"Let me get this straight, you want the church to give the money back to you?" The coordinator at the church asked.
"Yes." Jerry's mother replied.
"Pam, I'm sorry, but we can't. It's for the needy."
"Well, we're needy!" Pam replied.
"Needy? You gave almost a million dollars to us. How are you needy?"
"We need it to save my husband's life! Yesterday, he bet at a race track, and won all that cash. The track is owned by the Mafia who wants the money back, and will kill to get it back. That's why we need it!"
"The Mafia?"
"Yeah! Just ask my son and his friend."
"You know that it's a sin to lie. Don't you?"
"No lie! Truth!" Pam replied.
"Is this really true?" The coordinator asked Jerry and Aimee.
"One hundred percent." Aimee responded.
"Yep." Jerry replied.
"Well, I'll see what I can do... it is possible that you will not get that money back."
"Please, just try." Pam asked.
"I will, hold on." The coordinator got up and left the office.
Jerry checked the front page. 'SEVEN FOUND DEAD IN GULF.'
"It's changed again!" Jerry yelled.
"What?" Aimee asked.
"This time seven dead!"
"Oh my! We've got to go to the police!" Pam replied.
"The police? The Mafia probably own the police." Aimee said.
"I'm calling Larry." Jerry picked up the office phone and dialed.
"Lar here!" Larry greeted.
"Larry!" Jerry yelled.
"Mister Grumpy!"
"Lar, where are you?"
"We're heading down to Brooksville Marina, some kid drowns down there!"
"The marina! Lar, we'll meet you there."
"What's this about?"
"It's about the million dollars you won yesterday!"
"You saw the cash?"
"I went down to the parlor! They're looking for you three! They want their money back!"
"Why? We won it! Fair and square!" Larry responded.
"Fair and square? You cheated! And now the Mafia want it back!"
"The Mafia? They own the betting parlor?"
"Yeah!"
"Well then give it back!"
"We're working on that! Gotta go! See you a bit later!" Jerry hung up the phone as the coordinator came back in.
"Well, I hate to say that we cannot give you the money back."
"Why not?" Pam asked. The phone then rang, the coordinator picked it up.
"Hello? Oh yes, hi...oh..." The coordinator turned to Jerry. "It's for you."
Jerry took the phone. "Hello? Oh yes, hi. Yes, yes. You'll get the money back! Meet us down at the Brooksville Marina in an hour. We'll have the money." Jerry put the phone down.
"Who was that?" Aimee asked.
"The other charity fund that wants the money." Jerry replied.
"What?" Pam asked.
"The Mafia!"
"What are we going to do?" Aimee asked.
"The thing you said before." Jerry replied.
The three drove to the marina. When they got to the compound, they saw Pete's car. The three got out and met Larry, Pete, and Chris.
"Hey Jer! What's going on?" Chris asked.
"Yeah?" Larry asked.
"A little money trouble, that's all." Jerry replied.
Aimee gave the briefcase to Jerry.
"Pam! You said you were going to hide it!" Pete yelled.
"What was I supposed to do! The Mafia want it back!"
Just then, a black Lincoln pulled up, and two guys in suits got out. They went over to the six of them.
"Carson?" The one guy asked Jerry.
"Yeah."
"That the cash?"
"All of it." Jerry replied.
As Jerry handed the guy the case, Denise walked into the yard.
"Jerry! What's going on?" Denise asked.
"Denise?"
"Larry said that you all was meeting up here. What's going on?" Denise went over to the six of them.
When the guy got the briefcase, he took it over, and placed it on the hood. Jerry looked at the headline. It was the same, seven people dead. The man opened the briefcase to find the money.
"Thank you movie props!" Aimee said to herself quietly.
The two guys then went over to the seven of them, and pulled out their guns.
"Nice doing business, but... we have to. Policy. Now turn around, and face the water."
The seven faced the water, and as soon as one of the guys cocked the gun, a bunch of police men rushed out of their hiding places.
"POLICE! PUT DOWN YOUR WEAPONS!"
The men slowly put their weapons down, and were arrested.
Jerry went over to Larry.
"Gimme that!" Jerry snatched the paper out of Larry's hand.
"Hey!"
"Thanks for the mini vacation! I really relaxed and had fun!"
Pete went over to Jerry.
"I'm sorry son. I should have never have gone to the betting tracks. You were right."
"Ah well. At least no one was hurt..." Jerry started to walk away.
Jerry entered the kitchen and took out a bottle of apple juice. He poured some in a glass then went into the living room, and sat down on the couch. He looked at the clock, it read 11:32 p.m.
"Looks like the break's over." He smiled then sank deeper into the sofa with the glass in his hand.
And so, after a hard days saving, a nice chair and a glass of apple juice can work wonders. Relaxing is the key to getting through all of this, and if you don't relax, you'll just go crazy. So just take my advice, take a break once in a while, and just hope that you have enough apple juice in the fridge to last you through the night...
THE END...FOR NOW OF COURSE.
A/N: Next new episode will be published Saturday September 10, 2005. EP:3 'Tomorrow'. Synopsis: After receiving the paper day after day, Jerry tries to figure out where the paper comes from. He also tries to make the relationship with Denise last, but will it? That's on the next episode of 'It Happened Tomorrow'.
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