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Romance Looming

Written By - Nancy Cohen
Transcribed By - Paul Booth

Cast

Sabrina - Melissa Joan Hart
Salem - Nick Bakay
Morgan - Elisa Donovan
Roxie - Soleil Moon Frye
Aaron - Dylan Neal
Fate Mackenzie - Sophia Bush
Fate Ashley - Jennifer Hall
Fate Paris - Christina Vidal
Repairman - Marcus Folmar
Pete - Noel David Moore
Businessman - Kevin Symons

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters in this transcript, nor do I own any rights to the television show Sabrina, the Teenage Witch. It was created by Nell Scovell and belongs to her, Viacom Productions Inc, Hartbreak Films, and the Warner Brothers Television network. The characters are based on the original characters appearing in Archie Comics.

 

Int. Spellman kitchen. Sabrina is sat at the table with Salem looking at some photo’s of Aaron when Roxie comes down stairs hotly pursued by Morgan.

Roxie- I don’t wanna argue about this. My environmental group is meeting here today and that’s final!

Morgan- But we are still airing out the place from last time. News flash: Natural deodorant does not work!

Sabrina- Morgan, they’re great people. I mean, they’re a little pasty, a little furry, a little gamy but great people.

Morgan- Well, I’m out o’ here. Sabrina, do you want to go to the mall?

Sabrina- Sorry, I’m already going shopping with my boyfriend.

Morgan- <Sigh>

Morgan leaves.

Roxie- Wow! When a guy goes shopping it’s definitely love.

She heads for the living room and Sabrina gets back to ogling Aaron.

Run opening credits.

Int. A department store, Boston. Cosmetics counter. Sabrina approaches the lady behind the display with Aaron trailing along.

Sabrina- I need some of your long lasting mascara.

Aaron- Oh, you don’t need that; you look great without makeup.

Sabrina- Actually, I don’t think you’ve ever seen me without... Thank you.

She smiles and he kisses her on the forehead.

Sabrina- (Cont.)(Aside to the saleslady) Wrap it up.

Morgan arrives loaded down with designer bags.

Morgan- Hey guys.

Sabrina- Hey. I see you’re just browsing today.

Morgan staggers and only Aaron catching her prevents an embarrassing fall.

Aaron- Whoa! Are you okay?

Morgan- Yeah. It’s these new mules. They’re stylish but not great for walking.

Aaron- Then why did you buy them?

Sabrina- Oh, you have so much to learn about women.

Morgan- We’re a mystery. Well, I’m heading up to the fifth floor.

She walks towards the open lift doors that the lift repairmen have just left.

Morgan- (Cont.) There’s a buyer up there that wants to look at my designs, and I have a feeling that today might be my lucky...

She’s about to step into the lift while still looking back at Sabrina and Aaron. If she’d been watching where she was going then she might have noticed that there was no lift there, only a deep lift shaft.

Sabrina- Morgan, watch out!

Morgan- ...Day.

Sabrina points as Morgan tries to stop herself falling, but it’s too late, she’s going over. A sudden and unexplainable updraft in the shaft holds her up and with a scream of terror; she is magically lifted back up from certain death. Everyone around stares in wonder.

Morgan- (Cont.) Did you just see that? I almost died! Thank God for that wind.

Sabrina- (To herself)(Holding up her finger) And for my little wind maker... Wait, that didn’t sound right.

Int. Spellman living room. Roxie sits enthralled as Morgan relates her story.

Morgan- And then, just as I’m about to plummet to my death, this huge gust of wind swept me right back up on my feet. And Sabrina was completely useless; she just stood there pointing.

Sabrina- Hey! I’ll have you know that... If that ever happens again, I promise I won’t point.

Morgan- You know, This whole near death thing has really gotten me thinking. I don’t wanna be remembered just for my fashion sense and great hair. I wanna be remembered for-for being a dogooder... but one that looks pretty and smells nice.

Roxie- Morgan that’s fantastic and I’ll support you in anything you decide to do.

Morgan- I’m coming to your environmental meeting.

Roxie- Anything but that.

Sabrina- Rox, come on. Morgan wants to get involved with someone other than herself.

Roxie- Okay, fine. You can help me collate the handouts.

Sabrina- There you go, Morgan. Collating handouts to save the trees... which are then cut down to make paper which, ironically, is what the handouts are made of. There you go.

She pats Morgan on the shoulder and heads upstairs.

Int. Sabrina’s bedroom. Sabrina enters to find it all a little crowded. No one had notified her that a field trip from the local girls school would be coming by today. Three girls, all dressed in the same uniform of white short sleeved blouses, short tartan mini skirts and red over the knee socks were studying for an exam on Sabrina. One of them delved curiously through her wardrobe, another has her jewellery box open while the third sorted through her drawers. The one by the wardrobe pulls out a pair of jeans.

Paris- Great dirty denims... If you’re a sharecropper.

Mackenzie- And where did you get these earrings? Because I am never shopping there!

All three laugh.

Sabrina- Okay. Who are you? Why are you here? And does sister Mary Elizabeth know you’re skipping class?

Salem- Sabrina!

She turns to find Salem sat by her desk looking a little nervous.

Salem- (Cont.) These girls aren’t ditching P.E.

Paris- We’re the fates.

Sabrina- The fates? You mean the three girls who manipulate innocent peoples lives with cruel random acts?

Paris- (Pleased) So you’ve heard of us. Cool. I’m Paris.

Mackenzie- Mackenzie.

Ashley- Ashley.

Sabrina- I-I’m hopping this is just a social call and you’re right. I’m never wearing those jeans again... Am I?

Ashley- (To Paris) Ooh! Can I tell her why we’re here? Please?

Paris- Yeah, If I want it to come out all wrong. Mackenzie, go.

She snaps her fingers.

Mackenzie- We weave a tapestry of every persons life and when it’s time for that person to die, we snip the thread. Snip!

She makes a cutting motion like on Rock-Paper-Scissors. Ashley copies her.

Paris- Today was Morgan Cavanaugh’s time to die but we didn’t get to snip! Do you know why?

Sabrina- Because of that freaky, unexplained gust of wind? I mean, lucky break, huh?

Paris- You owe us big time.

Mackenzie- Huge time.

Ashley- Yeah, really big, huge time. (On everyone’s look) Sorry.

Sabrina- I had to save Morgan’s life! I had no choice!

Paris- Er, we make the choices, not you. I hope you’re in the mood for something horrific.

Mackenzie- It’s pay-back time.

Paris- But first, mall time. Let’s motor.

First Paris does a little wiggle and a flick of her hair. With a burst of static energy, she vanishes. Mackenzie follows suit and then Ashley. Only Ashley is left standing there.

Paris- (Disembodied voice) Left shoulder, Zippo!

With an embarrassed sigh Ashley flicks her hair on the left and vanishes.

Salem- Well, it’s been nice knowing you, Sab.

Sabrina- Oh come on, they’re schoolgirls. What are they gonna do, say I can’t have lunch at the cool table? Been there.

Salem- Let me put it this way. They gave Lincoln his theatre tickets!

Sabrina- What am I gonna do? I can’t take on the fates!

Salem- You could do what I always do. Cull the weak one from the heard and attack her from behind a big rock!

Sabrina- Salem, that’s perfect!

She points at herself and vanishes.

Salem- (To himself) Of course, whenever I do that, I get the tar kicked out of me. <Sob! Sob! Sob!>

Int. The makeup department of the store where Morgan should have died. The three fates are playing. Paris is applying lip-gloss to Ashley. Mackenzie stands behind her watching through a hand mirror.

Paris- Okay, hold still, Ashley.

With a malicious grin Mackenzie elbows Paris in the back causing her to apply a big splodge of lip-gloss to Ashley’s face.

Paris- Oh bummer, I slipped. Good luck with that.

Laughing they walk away.

Ashley- You guys!

She picks up a mirror from the cosmetics counter to see the damage.

Ashley- (To the Salesgirl) Excuse me. Do you have anything that will remove this?

Sabrina, the cosmetics sales witch turns.

Sabrina- Absolutely.

Ashley- Sabrina?

Sabrina- Ashley! Now isn’t this a coincidink?

She leans over the counter and cleans up Ashley’s face.

Sabrina- (Cont.) There you go, all gone. You know, you have the most beautiful features.

Ashley- (Pleased) I do?

Sabrina- Hello! Look at your nose. I mean, you could be a nose model. You know, you could do commercials for tissues and cold medicine. You name it.

Ashley- Nasal spray?

Sabrina- Absolutely. Now, hold still.

She finishes the job that Paris had started with the lip-gloss.

Sabrina- So, how are you guys planning on killing me?

Ashley- Ha, I couldn’t possibly tell you that.

Sabrina- Oh, you have the most gorgeous lashes.

Ashley- Okay. Paris wanted some serious dismemberment and Mackenzie was lobbying for leprosy but we settled on you tripping over a rug this afternoon, hitting your head on the banister and going into a coma.

Sabrina- Wow! That’s both horrific and boring. Ashley, can we talk girl to goddess? Look, I’m really sorry that I stepped in and saved Morgan’s life but she’s one of my best friends. You’d do the same thing for a friend, right?

Ashley- If I had any.

Sabrina- Well you’ve got one now. You know, unless I should bash my head in and fall into a coma. How much fun would I be then?

Ashley- Well, I suppose I could reweave your tapestry.

Sabrina- Hey, there’s an idea.

Ashley- But I’d have to ask Paris and Mackenzie first.

Sabrina- No-no er, they’re not the boss of you. I mean, don’t you decide your own fate? Ha-ha-ha, get it?

Ashley- Ha-ha-ha no. But you still have to be punished for that whole Morgan thing.

Sabrina- Right. Well how about if, instead of the coma, I stub my toe? I mean, that hurts like the dickens and I did just get a pedicure.

Ashley- I’ll see what I can do.

Sabrina- Here, take some free blush... Not that you need it.

Ashley leaves with her free blush and a large happy smile.

Sabrina- (Under her breath) Phew!

Ext. Spellman front porch. Sabrina arrives home and grips the door handle. She takes a big breath.

Sabrina- (To herself) Please let me stub my toe. Please let me stub my toe. Please let me stub my toe.

She opens the door and steps inside.

Int. Spellman living room. Sabrina enters and nothing happens. She begins to smile but as her tow catches on the edge of the carpet it is quickly wiped off. She falls forward towards the banister in slow motion.

Sabrina- N-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!

Her head misses the banister and she sprawls over the stairs. She quickly jumps up clutching her right toe in pain.

Sabrina- (Cont.) Aw! Aw! Yay, I’m alive! Ow! Ow! Thank you Ashley!

The half a dozen people as well as Morgan and Roxie who are sat in the living room watch Sabrina’s hopping display curiously.

Roxie- Are you okay?

Sabrina- (Realising she has an audience) Yeah. Honestly, I’ve never been better. Carry on saving the planet.

She hops back to close the door as Pete, the leader of the conservation group, continues with the meeting.

Pete- So, as I was saying, if we don’t act soon these woods’ll be turned into a parking lot.

Morgan- Well can you tell them to make the spaces wide enough to fit my Boxter? I know it’s little but I like to park diagonally. It’s prettier in profile.

Roxie walks away disgusted and goes to sit with Sabrina, who is still nursing her stubbed toe, on the stairs.

Roxie- Remember how I was so worried about her embarrassing me? Well we rounded that corner about forty minutes ago when she served veal kebabs.

Sabrina- Oh, are there any left? (On Roxie’s look) So I can throw them out. Morgan is just new at this. Y’know, you have to help her out, show her the ropes and someday, I’m sure she’ll make you proud.

Morgan arrives jumping with excitement.

Morgan- Guess what? I just signed us up for an all night rave at Big Oak.

Roxie- It’s not a rave! It’s a protest! And Big Oak is not a club, it’s a tree!

Morgan- I’m not following?

Roxie- You just volunteered us to sleep in a tree.

Sabrina- (To Roxie) See, aren’t you proud of her now?

Morgan looks horrified and Roxie looks livid. Sabrina looks from one to the other.

Sabrina- (Cont.) Gotta go.

She escapes to the kitchen.

Int. Spellman kitchen. The school outing is back and they’re making sandwiches. At least Ashley is; Paris and Mackenzie are looking for something more substantial in the refrigerator.

Sabrina- Oh no, you’re back! (They all turn to her) I mean, welcome back. You know, there is a whole slew of fashion don’ts in the other room just waiting to be humiliated.

Paris- We-are-furious! How dare you take advantage of Ashley?

Mackenzie- That is our job!

Paris- We are so getting you back and it is going to be gnarly.

Mackenzie- And ugly.

Ashley- Yeah, really gnarly and ugly... too.

Sabrina- Oh come on. I’m in a really good place right now. I’m not ready to be snipped, gnarled or comad. Please-please don’t mess up my life?

The kitchen door opens and in walks...

Aaron- Hey, how’s the love of my life? You er ready to grab a bite?

Sabrina- No, not now! Now is not a good time!

The fates walk round Aaron touching, feeling and inspecting.

Paris- (Impressed) So, who is this?

Sabrina- No one. No one at all. Just some wondering vagabond. (To Aaron) Take some bread and be gone!

Mackenzie- "Love of my life" Huh?

Aaron- Er Sabrina, what’s going on?

Sabrina- Just some local cheerleaders selling candy bars (To the fates) which I promise to buy thousands of if you’ll just skip along your merry way.

Ashley- (Aside to her colleagues) He is so cute!

Paris- Cute? He is drop dead gorgeous. (To Sabrina) Emphasis on the ‘drop dead’

She makes a discrete throat cutting gesture.

Sabrina- No!

Aaron- Hey-hey-hey, Sabrina. Let the girl talk.

Paris- I guess we should be going. Um, Sabrina, you’re a tough customer but we’ll figure out a way to get to you. (Looking Aaron up and down) And I think we just did.

The fates leave by the back door. Paris turns back at the door.

Paris- (Cont.) Snip-snip!

Sabrina- (Calling after) No! Anything but the snip! (On Aaron’s look) I just like you with long hair! (Under her breath) And breathing.

Int. Sabrina’s bedroom. Salem sits watching Sabrina pace back and forth with the magic book open in her arms reading up on...

Sabrina- (Reading) ‘Fate. Fate, twist of... Fickle finger of.’ Why isn’t there anything about stopping fate? I mean, who knows what they’re going to do to Aaron unless I come up with something?

Salem- Oh boy.

Sabrina- Here’s something. (Reading) ‘To cheat death, the fates must be thwarted three times.’ Thwarted? Who am I, Batman?

Salem- Hm.

Int. Eve’s Diner. The waitress brings Aaron a sloppy Joe and fries.

Aaron- Ah, thanks.

He picks up the burger and is going to take a bite when Sabrina enters.

Sabrina- (Running over) Don’t eat that!

She grabs it out of his hand.

Aaron- Why not?

Sabrina- Because it could kill you!... Like meat does when it’s improperly prepared or laced with strychnine.

She takes a bite.

Sabrina- (Cont.) Yuck! Who puts Swiss cheese on a burger?

Aaron- Um... the cook? When you order it that way.

She hands him back his lunch.

Aaron- (Cont.) Thanks. Any issue with the fries?

Sabrina- No, I’m sure they’re fine.

He eats one and chokes coughing and clutching his throat.

Sabrina- (Cont.) Not fine!

She grabs his head; tilting it back, puts her hand and most of her arm down his throat and pulls out the soggy fry.

Aaron- <Cough!> Thanks. Have you ever heard of the Heimlich manoeuvre?

Sabrina- Er, I prefer the Pez manoeuvre, but at least you’re safe... unless that’s where I lost my charm bracelet.

Aaron rubs his throat and looks passed Sabrina towards the counter.

Aaron- Hey, aren’t those the girls that I just saw at your house?

The three fates twirl round on their bar stools to glare at Sabrina. Ashley twirls a little too far and almost falls from her stool.

Sabrina- No. All teenagers look alike, Sullen and unemployed... and vindictive. Well anyway, that’s enough eating.

She pulls him up from his table.

Sabrina- (Cont.) Time to walk it off. Obesity: America’s silent killer.

She hustles him out of the diner keeping one eye on the girls at the counter.

Ext. Eve’s diner. Aaron laughs as Sabrina pushes him out.

Aaron- Oh, I still have to pay for that burger!

Sabrina- Oh, it’s okay, I’m running a tab. (Looking across the street) <Gasp!> Flying death stars! Get down!

She jumps on Aaron dragging him to the floor as three razor sharp metal stars skim above his head and bury themselves into Eve’s Diner’s door frame. Aaron gets to his feet brushing himself off.

Aaron- Flying death stars?

Sabrina- Over at that Chinese restaurant over there. Oh but spicy? Yeah, that’s the death part. Let’s go.

She hustles him off down the street.

Ext. The top of a very big oak tree. A wooden platform has been constructed amongst the branches. Roxie stands atop it.

Roxie- Well, this could turn out okay. I mean, as long as we’re up in this tree they cant chop it down.

Sitting on a pile of luggage beside her and filing her nails is Morgan.

Morgan- But it might get a little tight once the rest of my luggage arrives.

Roxie- Morgan, I think you’re missing the whole point of this. We’re supposed to be at one with nature.

Morgan- Well I’m sitting on fifteen yards of leather! What could be more natural than that?

Roxie- (Checking her watch) Only twenty-three hours and forty-nine minutes left to go.

Morgan’s cell phone rings. She digs it from her purse and answers.

Morgan- (On phone) Hello? (Aside to Roxie) Wow! Great reception up here.

Roxie- And each minute more excruciating than the last.

Ext. A busy Boston city street. Sabrina walks down it with Aaron in full over protective mode. She flattens Aaron against the wall when a skateboarder goes by and puts herself between Aaron and an old lady walking her Dalmatians.

Aaron- Excuse me, is there a problem?

Sabrina- No, no problem. The world is just a big scary place is all.

He goes to cross a road but Sabrina pulls him back as there is the squeal of tyres and the honk of a horn.

Sabrina- (Cont.) No! No! There will be no street crossing on my watch.

Aaron- (Stamping his foot) Oh but mom! All the other kids are allowed to cross the street!

Sabrina- Oh, well if all the other kids wanted to jump off a cliff would y... Look, I just want you to be safe.

There’s a whistling sound and Sabrina looks up to see something large and heavy on a freefall trajectory right on to Aaron’s head.

Sabrina- (Cont.) I’ve gotta watch what I say. Hey, it looks like rain.

From nowhere, she produces an umbrella and puts it up. The two-ton safe bounces off the flimsy wire and canvas brolly and clanks to the street cracking a few flagstones.

Sabrina- (To herself) Well that was very Loony Tunes.

Aaron- Sabrina, what’s with the umbrella? It’s a beautiful day.

Sabrina- (Smiling) You know what? It is a beautiful day.

She takes down the umbrella and tosses it into a trash can as Aaron cell phone rings. He answers while Sabrina walks over to the three fates who are stood on the stoop of a tenement building with their hands on their hips.

Sabrina- It is a beautiful day because I have thwarted you three times. Count ‘em. French fry in the gullet, ninja death stars to the head, safe falling from the sky. Ha! (Chanting) You lose; I win. You lose; I win. You can’t kill my boyfriend now. Whoo-hoo!

Aaron comes over with his hand over the mouthpiece of his phone.

Aaron- (Excited) Sabrina, you’re never gonna believe this. I’m the new head of A&R for Warner Records in Los Angeles!

Sabrina- (Shocked) You’re moving to LA?

Aaron- Yeah, and I start tomorrow.

Sabrina- But what about...?

Aaron interrupts her with a finger as he listens on his phone. Sabrina turns back to the fates with her jaw scraping the pavement.

Paris- Maybe we can’t kill him but good luck with that long distance thing.

Sabrina- You’re breaking us up?

The fates laugh their girly giggle.

Mackenzie- You lose; we win.

The Fates- (Chanting) You lose; we win. You lose; we win. You lose; we win.

They flounce off down the street. Ashley turns.

Ashley- You lose. Whoo-hoo!

Ext. The top of a very big oak tree. Night has fallen and they have only a lantern for light. Roxie sits cross legged.

Roxie- ...And through this affirmation the trees and mankind will live in peace and harmony.

Morgan- (On phone) And double pepperoni.

Roxie- Do you mind? I’m trying to commune with nature.

Morgan- And I am trying to commune-icate with the pizza guy. (On phone) Okay, after the fields you’ll pass some bushes and a creak. And then-then we’re sitting on top of this big brown and green thingy.

Roxie snatches the cell phone from Morgan and throws it away.

Int. Spellman living room. Sabrina enters looking fed up and hangs up her coat. Salem is sat in the back of the chair with a notepad open in front of him.

Salem- Hey Sabrina, what do ya think of this. (Reading) ‘Aaron was a good man with particularly good hair.’

Sabrina- (Interrupting) They’re not killing him. Now the plaid princess’ are trying to break us up by moving him to LA, but I’m not gonna let that happen. They’re not the only ones that can do a little weaving.

Salem- (Laughing) Lots o’ luck. You can’t even thread a needle.

Sabrina- Maybe not... but you can.

Salem- Ghe?

Sabrina points and in a swirl of sparkles she and Salem are off on a magical magic ride.

Int. The Fates bedroom. It’s all very frilly and girly. Sabrina and Salem appear amongst the sparkles and take a look around.

Sabrina- Wow! This is the first den of evil I’ve ever been in with pink shag carpeting.

She sees that one wall is full of shelves loaded down with colourful, folded tapestries. She goes over and starts searching through them.

Salem- I wish I could say the same. Oh man, I miss hanging out with Elvis.

Sabrina- Salem, focus. We have to find Aaron’s tapestry.

Salem- Er, is it this one on the loom with his name on it?

Sure enough, woven into the tapestry on the loom is the name Aaron Jacobs.

Sabrina- Good focusing. Oh, look at all the knots! Poor Aaron.

Salem- When he grows a tail I’ll throw a pin party.

Sabrina- But, in the meantime, we’ve got a little reweaving to do. Any chance this is a weave by number?

Int. Spellman living room. Later. Another swirl of sparkles heralds Sabrina and Salem’s return. Sabrina inspects her wrecked finger nails.

Sabrina- Well, I can kiss this manicure goodbye but I think I’ve still got myself a boyfriend.

As if by magic, Aaron enters.

Aaron- Sabrina! I’ve been looking all over for you. Guess what? I’m not moving to Los Angeles after all.

Sabrina- (Glancing knowingly at Salem) Well isn’t that a shocker.

Aaron- No, I’m moving to Laos.

Sabrina- Well now, that really is a shocker. Would you excuse me for a moment?

She runs up the stairs.

Int. The Fates bedroom. Sabrina weaves her weft through Aaron’s warp with a frantic haste.

Int. Spellman living room. Sabrina comes down stairs to find Aaron sat with his laptop on, of all places, the top of his lap.

Aaron- Sabrina, I’ve got some bad news.

Sabrina- (Resigned) You’re still moving to Laos?

Aaron- No, but I’ve been doing some research. I think I have rickets.

Sabrina and Salem look at each other with a frown.

Int. The Fates bedroom. Once again, Sabrina’s unskilled hands work on the delicate tapestry of Aaron’s existence. I’m not sure if she should use that awful mustard yellow coloured thread though.

Int. Spellman living room. Sabrina comes down stairs to find Aaron kneeling by the chair praying.

Sabrina- Please tell me you’re praying because you’ve been cured of rickets and you’re not moving to Laos?

Aaron- No, I’ve had an epiphany. I’m going to join a nunnery.

Yep, that yellow thread was definitely a mistake.

Sabrina- (Aside to Salem) Your turn.

She picks him up and carries him upstairs.

Int. The Fates bedroom. Salem’s claws work as a natural comb while he works on the tapestry. Sabrina paces nervously back and forth.

Sabrina- How’s it goin’?

Salem- For a cat who’s weaving with paws on a loom, remarkable!

A sudden static charge fills the room making the hairs on the back of Sabrina’s neck prickle. She turns to find that the three bears have arrives home and found goldilocks and her pet cat in their room.

Paris- Ah-ahem?

Sabrina- Oh, Hi. Oh, this isn’t Atlantic City! (To Salem) No wonder I couldn’t find the nickel slots. Gotta go. Bye.

She uses her finger and, along with Salem, she vanishes.

Paris- Get me Sabrina’s tapestry. Now we’re really going to have some fun.

With a girly giggle the girls get to work.

Int. Spellman living room. Another sparklefest and Sabrina and Salem are home.

Salem- Huh! Now you’ve really done it. Sabrina was a good woman with particularly good hair. Hey, it still works.

Sabrina- Cute. Let’s see you weave your way out of an animal shelter once I’m gone.

Salem- <Sob!>

The doorbell rings. Sabrina goes to answer. It’s Aaron.

Aaron- Sabrina. Listen, before I go to LA, there’s something I want to talk to you about.

She lets him in.

Sabrina- Oh no, here it comes. Okay, I’m ready. Just make it quick.

Aaron- Y’know, I knew I was gonna ask you this from the moment I first met you, and I just realised, what am I waiting for.

He gets down on one knee before her and holds out a small jewellery case holding a beautiful and expensive diamond solitaire ring.

Aaron- (Cont.) Sabrina, will you marry me?

Sabrina- What?! Are you insane? You don’t wanna marry me!

Aaron- Yes I do. I love you. Sabrina, we belong together. It’s fate.

Sabrina- Yeah, you’d better believe it’s fate. Okay, this is just getting ridiculous!

She storms off upstairs leaving Aaron still on bended knee thinking ‘Well that didn’t quite go as I expected’

Int. The Fates Bedroom. The door blows open and Sabrina walks in.

Sabrina- All right you little delinquents. It’s recess at St. Brats! Look, all I did was save my friends life and all you’ve done since then is try to ruin mine! Forcing Aaron to propose makes a mockery of our entire relationship. This ends here and now!

Paris- Well, aren’t you the little drama queen? Ha-ha. First of all: we don’t have to ruin your life. You’re an expert at doing that all by yourself. Just look at your tapestry.

Ashley hands over a mass of knotted thread.

Mackenzie- And second: we had nothing to do with Mr. Honeyman popping the question.

Sabrina- But what about the ring?

Ashley- Oh, he got that... (She checks Aaron’s tapestry) ...last Thursday.

Sabrina- But that was before any of this started?

Paris- Uh-hu.

Sabrina- So you just sat back and watched me destroy the most significant and special moment of my entire life?

Paris- Oh yeah.

Mackenzie- We had popcorn and everything.

Sabrina- (Looking at her tapestry) Well that explains all the butter and salt all over my teen years.

Ext. The top of a very big oak tree. Morgan takes another slice of pizza from the box and looks up at Roxie.

Morgan- Are you sure you don’t want some pizza?

Roxie- No, I don’t want some pizza and I don’t want a facial and don’t want a manicure and I don’t want to borrow your scented buck weave pillow.

Morgan- Why not?

Roxie- Because this is a protest, not a day at the spa.

Morgan- I’m protesting!

Roxie- Hardly.

Morgan- I don’t know what you are getting so upset about? You’re the one who’s always telling me to think about what’s important. Well, you know what’s important to me? (On Roxie’s stony look.) Having a good time. Enjoying life. Just ‘cause you’re giving back to society doesn’t mean you have to suffer.

Roxie- Yes it does. That’s how it’s done.

Morgan- Why?

Roxie- Well, because it’s... You see... Oh, just read the newsletter!

Morgan- (Grinning) Are you sure you don’t want any pizza?

She picks off a piece of pepperoni.

Morgan- (Cont.) It’s veggie.

Roxie- (Sitting beside Morgan) Well, maybe just one piece.

Int. Spellman living room. Sabrina comes down stairs on the verge of tears.

Sabrina- Salem, is there any chance that Aaron is just in the other room laughing over the callous, uncaring way I rejected his marriage proposal?

Salem- No... but I got a little chuckle out of it.

Sabrina points at herself and vanishes leaving behind a whole bunch of slowly fading sparkles.

Int. Boston International Airport. Sabrina bustles through the crowds of travellers and spots a familiar brown leather jacket by Gate 5. She works her way round to Aaron.

Announcer- (Over PA) Flight eight-nine-two is now boarding. All passengers please proceed to gate 12.

The only place free for her to sit puts a businessman reading his newspaper between Sabrina and Aaron. She speaks across him.

Sabrina- (To Businessman) Hi there. (To Aaron) Hi.

Aaron- Hello, Sabrina.

Sabrina- Aaron, you’ve gotta believe me. I’m really sorry. I guess I just didn’t think you were sincere about proposing to me.

Aaron- What part seemed insincere? Me offering you the diamond ring or getting down on my knees and baring my soul?

Sabrina- It’s sounding a lot more sincere now. Look, I know how you must feel. I mean, you must be totally humiliated, completely embarrassed...

Aaron- (Interrupting) Yeah! I was there, thanks.

Sabrina- Well, I just came here to say I love you and that I knew we belonged together the very first moment I saw you.

Businessman- (To Aaron) Now that sounded sincere.

Aaron- You should have heard when I said it.

Sabrina- (To the businessman) Would you mind if we...

She makes a swapping gesture and the businessman is only too happy to swap seats with her.

Sabrina- (To Aaron) You know, and for the record, if you ever felt like proposing to me again, I can pretty much guarantee that my answer would be different... and you wouldn’t even have to have the ring with you.

He holds up the small jewellery case and stares at it thoughtfully.

Sabrina- (Cont.)(Hopefully) But if you did, that would be nice, too.

Aaron- You know, some people might call me an idiot... I don’t care.

Once again, and this time in a far more public arena, he gets down onto his bended knee.

Businessman- Hey, Idiot. You’re kneeling in gum.

Aaron- And I don’t care. Sabrina, will you...

Sabrina- (Interrupting)(Ecstatic) Yes!

Aaron- Wait for me to finish?

Sabrina- Sorry. Right. Right. Please go on.

She waits, barely able to contain herself.

Aaron- Sabrina, will you marry me?

Sabrina- Yes!

She throws her arms about him and they hug before she sits back and lets him put his engagement ring onto her finger.

Sabrina- (Cont.) Oh, this is how I always pictured it would be.

Aaron- What, being proposed to in a crowded airport by a guy with gum on his pants?

Sabrina- No, being proposed to by you. The gum is just a nice touch.

They hug and, this time, seal it all with a loving kiss.

Ext. The top of a very big oak tree. Roxie sits beside Morgan who is giving her a manicure. Pete, the leader of the conservation group pops his head up from the ladder.

Pete- Okay guys, shifts over.

Morgan- Oh no, we’re not going anywhere. We are committed to this big old tree.

Roxie- And having fun doing it. There’s nothing that could possibly get us to leave this tree.

Sabrina’s head pops up next to Pete’s.

Sabrina- Guess what, guys? I’m getting married!

She thrust her ring finger out for her friends to see.

Morgan- (To Pete) We’re out o’ here!

Poor old Pete is assaulted by high pitched girly giggle’s and squeals of delight.

Run credits.



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