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Transcription of the final episode of Swans Crossing, #65

Cast (in order of appearance):

Sarah Michelle Gellar as Sydney Rutledge
Brittany Daniel as Mila Rosnovsky
Shane McDermott as Garrett Booth
Carisa Dahlbo as Glory Booth
M.B. Battisti as Jazz
Stacey Moseley as Callie Walker
Devin Doherty as Jimmy Clayton
William Shanks as Barek
Evan Ferrante as Owen Fowler
Tom Carroll as J.T. Adams
Kristy Barbera as Nancy Robbins
Ziska Beveridge as Mayor Rutledge
Eddie Robinson as Neil Atwater
Barry Papick as Baldie #1
Kristen Mahon as Sandy Swan
Alex Tanaka as Saja DeCastro

Sydney and Mila enter Sydney's room, carrying lots of shopping bags and boxes.
Sydney: Okay... Let's put all mine down on the floor and we'll put yours on the bed. (They put their bags and boxes down) There we go... I'm so glad you came shopping with me; I hate shopping alone. Having you come made all the difference.
Mila: (shrugs) It... took my mind off things.
Sydney: (folds her arms across her chest) It's supposed to keep your mind on things. That way you don't wind up like you did empty-handed.
Mila: I guess I wasn't in the mood for shopping.
Sydney: Strange! I'm always in the mood for shopping. (walks over to her bed to inspect her bags)
Mila: Really?
Sydney: Yeah. There's just something about it. You know, being waited on hand and foot. It just brightens my day a little bit.
Mila: I haven't felt too bright lately.
Sydney: Obviously. (picks up a box from her bed and pulls Mila over to her full-length mirror) This is going to make you look like road kill. (She takes out a black top and skirt from the box and gives them to Mila, who holds them up against herself in the mirror) You know what it needs? It needs shoes. We'll go this afternoon!
Mila: It's amazing how you can juggle putting a pool party together and a fall wardrobe in the same day.
Sydney: Well, it's to say good-bye to Garrett! (Mila frowns) I'm sorry... I mean, good-bye to summer.
Mila: Right. Today might be the last party I go with Garrett until he goes off to school.

Garrett is standing on the Booth porch. Glory enters.
Glory: Waiting for something?
Garrett: The mail.
Glory: What did you do? Order some poetry from the Poem Shopping Network?
Garrett: Would you butt out? It's none of your business, okay?
Glory: Well, excuse me. I guess you can steal my personal, private poetry, but far be it from me to ask you a simple, friendly question.
Garrett: Okay, fine-
Glory: It's not like you owe me-
Garrett: I said, okay! (softens his tone) Look, I'm waiting for some answers from some high-powered record producers.
Glory: Record producers? Did you steal some songs, too? (Garrett turns around to glare at her, then walks away.) Whoops... (walks back over to him) Garrett.
Garrett: Look, I invited them to come see Mila sing at the concert.
Glory: The concert to celebrate the building of the new stage.
Garrett: Yeah. (turns around to face her) And by the time their gushy loafers leave town, Mila's career will be launched.
Glory: And you...
Garrett: (folds his arms across his chest and smirks) And me, as her agent, will be the one to thank.
Glory: I'm impressed. I'm sure Dad will be too.
Garrett: Well, that's the plan.
Glory: He'll see that you're really serious about promoting Mila.
Garrett: Every Booth loves a good business deal.
Glory: And realize that you have a stake in staying here in Swans Crossing. Good thinking.
Garrett: What we need is some quick thinking. Time's running out... for everyone. (leaves porch)
Glory stares after Garrett, confused.

Jimmy and Callie are sitting in front of the counter at Swans' Soda Shop, arm-wrestling. Jazz is watching them from behind the counter.
Jazz: Come on, Callie, go...
Callie beats Jimmy.
Callie: (laughs) Yeah!
Jazz grins and walks away.
Jimmy: Happy?
Callie: Wait, are you trying to tell me that you let me win?
Jimmy: I wasn't gonna say that...
Callie: I won fair and square!
Jimmy: (smiles) Whatever you say, Walker Woman.
Callie: (raises her arm up) All right, a rematch.
Jazz runs back over to them.
Jazz: Not near my dishes!
Jimmy: I'll take you up on that later.
Callie: (lowers her arm and smirks at him) So Jazz, any more strange grownies appear since the other night?
Jazz: As weird as a skateboarding butler? And a lettuce freak? Actually, one was kinda cute in a... bizarre kind of way.
Callie: (grins) Ah... new boyfriend?
Jazz: Yeah, if I were a pancake, he'd bite. (Callie and Jimmy give each other a confused glance) No, I mean it! That's all he's into. Pancakes and finding out about some guy called Professor Vann. It's the story of my life. Ugh! (throws her arms up in the air dramatically, then she picks up the dishes and leaves)
Callie: (turns back to Jimmy and grins) You know, I could say the same about you.
Jimmy: What?
Callie: That that's all you're into. Pancakes, and...
Jimmy: And?
Callie: And finding out about some guy called Barek.
Jimmy: Yeah... (smiles at her) But that's not all I'm into.
Callie gives him a big smile in return.

Barek rises up from the bench in front of the Soda Shop and walks up to the screen with an angry look on his face. It's then revealed that Owen is holding a video camera, filming Barek. Owen puts the camera down after Barek sees him, but when Barek turns around and starts walking away, Owen picks up the camera to film him again. Barek turns around and walks back over to Owen.
Barek: You little rat.
Owen: (sighs and puts down camera) Not you too.
Barek: What do you mean, me too?
Owen: Well, everyone's losing it when I shoot them.
Barek: (motions to the camera) You shoot a lot of this gorilla video?
Owen: All over town. On everyone I can find.
Barek: Oh, really?
Owen: Yeah, you should see what I've got so far.
Barek: Yeah, well, I'd like to.
Owen: You would?
Barek: Yeah, why don't you stop by the Tool and Die with that thing and give me a screening?
Owen: Sure! Right after I catch some footage at Sydney's pool party tonight.
Barek: Okay. All right, I'll be waiting.
Owen: Okay!
Barek and Owen walk off in opposite directions. As Owen passes by the entrance to the Soda Shop, Callie and Jimmy (who were standing at the door, listening to his and Barek's conversation) look at each other knowingly, and Jimmy nods.

-Cut to opening sequence and commercial break-

J.T., who has just parked in front of the Tool and Die, gets off his mini-bike just as Garrett rides over on his bike from the opposite direction. Garrett parks the bike and takes off his helmet as J.T. speaks.
J.T.: Well, well, well. Looks like you and I are on the same agenda.
Garrett: (gets off his bike) You and I will never have the same agenda, Adams. We just end up in the same places.
J.T.: First it was the post office and now the Tool and Die.
Garrett: It's a free country.
J.T.: Yeah. (grins) So's France.
Garrett: Knock it off.
J.T.: So, what were you doing with all those letters? Practicing up on how to be a pen pal?
Garrett: Don't jump to conclusions, Rocket Boy.
J.T.: And what are you gonna do with your bike when you're gone? Put it up on blocks for storage?
Garrett: I'm gonna grant my first and last favor to you and answer those questions.
J.T.: This ought to be good.
Garrett: One, I had to go to the post office because I had to mail some stuff that's gonna keep me here in Swans Crossing. And two, I came here to get an oil change because I'm gonna be burning up the miles around here for a long time.
J.T.: Really? That's not what I heard.
Garrett: (glares at him and walks back over to his bike) Eat my dust.
J.T.: You know, it's funny... my dad was talking to your dad, and from the sound of it, looks like you're a goner. You're not gonna be playing any kind of post office around here, Booth.
Garrett gives J.T. another angry glare.

Callie and Jimmy are inside the Tool and Die, working on the concert stage motor. Jimmy places his hands on Callie's.
Callie: One revolving concert stage coming up. (grins at him) Great team.
Jimmy: Yeah, and that makes us perfect. It fires right up.
Callie: But maybe we should lower the gear ratio...
Jimmy: Yeah. (pause) We don't want this thing to go too fast, though... (lowers his voice) Do we?
Callie: (shakes her head slowly) No, we wouldn't want that. (They stare at each other for a few more seconds, then let go of their hands and turn away) Um, so after Sydney's party we'll follow Owen back here.
Jimmy: And catch an eyeful of the footage he's screening for Barek.
Callie: Yeah. Whatever Barek sees, we want to see.
Barek enters the shop.
Barek: And here we have a couple of gifted young gearheads. I would say that between the two of you, you'll probably get that stage a spinning.
Jimmy: Well, we're trying.
Barek: Now if we could just get poor old Ralph to stop spinning out, we'd have everything done around here. (glances at Callie) Right, crew?
Callie rolls her eyes. Garrett and J.T. enter the shop with their bikes in tow.
Garrett: Hey Jimmy, how about an oil check up?
Jimmy: (walking over to Garrett) Well, you came to the right place for that.
J.T.: (walks over to Callie and motions to Garrett) Any place is the right place until he shows up. (Callie smirks) No mail?
Callie: No sign of Sydney's birth certificate?
J.T.: Well, our requests are in the right loot but the bureaus are slow. The way I figure it...
J.T. and Callie continue having their conversation while the scene cuts to Garrett and Jimmy.
Jimmy: (checking out Garrett's bike) Yeah, it's quite low.
Garrett: No kidding... Uh Jimmy, does Callie like poetry?
Jimmy: (glances at Callie) No, not that I know of.
Garrett: Good. Then you're safe for now. (pats Jimmy on the back)
Jimmy: (gives Garrett a confused look) I think the pressure of being deported back to boarding school is starting to warp your head.
Barek walks up to them.
Barek: Sometimes pressures can warp the best of people, young James. Right?
Jimmy looks at Barek suspiciously.

Nancy, who is carrying an armload of shopping boxes and bags, walks into Sydney's bedroom and Sydney follows.
Sydney: Just... put 'em over there. (motions to her bed)
Nancy: (places all the boxes and bags on the bed) Here we go... (turns back to Sydney) What would you have done without me? Since Ralph's on his day off.
Sydney: (takes her sweater off and folds it) Oh. Well, actually, Mila was supposed to go with me but she backed out. (shrugs) I figured you going with me would be better than nothing. (Nancy glares at her) But, we were going to ask you.
Nancy: Sydney-O, you have an endearing way of making one feel needed.
Sydney: (quickly starts walking away from her) I wonder what I'm going to do with all my shoes from last year.
Nancy: (following Sydney) Actually, I don't mind being second string on some things. As long as I can be first string on the important things.
Sydney: (faces Nancy) Like what?
Nancy: Guess who's been chosen as steeple chaser in the Swans Fall Riding Classic. Come on, guess!
Sydney: (slowly) Nancy?
Nancy: (beams) That's right.
Sydney: But that was my event! I've won it the last three years!
Nancy: But this summer you've barely made it to any classes or meets. Face it... you lost you chance. (sighs dramatically) I guess you were simply too busy with, I don't know... (motions toward the bed) shopping? So to make a long story-
Sydney: (pointedly) Long.
Nancy: Riding Master Manugian chose moi. Sorry, Sydney-O.
Sydney: (forcing a smile) Well, I'm happy for you. I mean it.
Nancy: (smirks) I can tell. But, cheer up. (walks over to Sydney, puts her arm around her shoulders, and walks her over to the over side of the room) You'll have your share of glamour and glory at the concert for the new stage. You're chair person.
Sydney: (brightening) Yeah! (stops walking and faces Nancy)
Nancy: And you are the Mayor's daughter.
Sydney: Yeah!
Nancy: And I'm sure you'll give a stirring speech.
Sydney: Yeah! (pauses for a moment then frowns) Oh no... what speech?
Nancy: Well, just dust off the one you used for the Classic. You won't be needing that again. (Sydney groans) Anyway, I'm in such a fabulous mood, I'm off to spread a little cheer before the party tonight. (picks up a few boxes from the bed) Ta! (leaves room)
The phone rings. Sydney sighs and walks over to pick it up.
Sydney: (sits down) Hello?
Camera shifts to split screen with Sydney and Garrett, who is at the pay phone in front of the Soda Shop.
Garrett: Hello Sydney.
Sydney: (sighs) Garrett. (suddenly becomes frantic) Garrett, what are you doing calling here? If my mother found out-
Garrett: Your mother's gonna find out a lot more than you bargained for.
Sydney: Since when is blackmailing called bargaining?
Garrett: Since I said so. The concert is in eight days.
Sydney: Eight days, three hours, and nineteen minutes.
Garrett: Yup. And I still haven't heard from Robert Clark, the record producer.
Sydney: (shrugs) So?
Garrett: So? I thought you were supposed to get that Brit twit Billy Gunn to call to contact Clark.
Sydney: I did! If it hasn't happened, don't blame me.
Garrett: I'm not gonna blame you. I'm going to expose you.
Sydney: How?
Garrett: (grins) Right before the concert, I'll make a little P.A. announcement.
Sydney: You wouldn't.
Garrett: That'd put a Swan, I mean a wrench, into the Mayor's campaign, wouldn't it? (hangs up)
Sydney: You can't do this to me! (sighs and hangs up phone as Mayor Rutledge enters room holding some clothing hangers)
Mayor: Do? What?
Sydney: (quickly stands up and faces Mayor) Change the color of the backdrop... from molt to magenta. But I told him.
Mayor: (chuckles) Well, I think I know where your forthrightness comes from.
Sydney: (sits back down and smiles) You've always taught me to speak up for what I wanted.
Mayor: Mm-hm. (looks away and frowns) But unfortunately, one has to do more than that to get it. (raises her eyebrows at Sydney and walks over to opposite side of room)
Sydney looks after Mayor, confused.

J.T. walks out of Tool and Die and Neil approaches him.
Neil: Oh, hey! Have you checked the post office?
J.T.: Zip, zilch, nada.
Neil: What? No Vann mail?
J.T.: (shakes his head) No... hey, but we've got a couple of hours to kill before the party.
Neil: Yeah, so?
J.T.: (grins) So how about we get everything ready for when that last element of UB2B lands in our hands.
Neil: UB or not UB? When is the question.
J.T.: (laughs and punches Neil lightly in the stomach) Let's get out of here.
Neil: Okay! (walks off, and J.T. quickly hops on his bike and follows)
Baldie #1, who is eating a pancake, looks around the corner of the Tool and Die after them sinisterly.

-Cut to commercial break-

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