Scenes from a possible episode 20
So i played around with ChatGPT and DeepSeek and asked them about a possible episode 20 (directly following episode 19) of MSCL. They had some good ideas but don't think they would spit out a complete script just like that!
I found the following quotes and scenes they suggested funny or interesting.
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Brian sits alone at a study carrel when Rayanne plops down across from him.
RAYANNE
(grinning)
Face it, Krakow—you’re like a lost puppy. Follow Angela around long enough, and maybe she’ll finally neuter you.
BRIAN
(blushing)
I’m just… helping her with geometry.
RAYANNE
Sure. And I’m helping Rickie pick out prom dresses.
Brian glares at her but doesn’t respond.
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ANGELA (V.O.)
Jordan Catalano’s idea of comfort is a silent car ride with the Replacements on blast. But maybe silence is the only language that doesn’t lie.
[EXT. ABANDONED MINI-MALL - PARKING LOT - JORDAN’S CAR IDLES]
[Angela and Jordan sit in silence. “Unsatisfied” plays faintly. Jordan taps the steering wheel, avoiding her gaze.]
JORDAN
(suddenly)
My dad left when I was eight. For a… uh… a dental hygienist.
ANGELA
(startled)
What?
JORDAN
(grimaces)
Yeah. She flossed. A lot.
[Angela lets out a surprised laugh, then claps a hand over her mouth. Jordan smiles faintly.]
ANGELA (V.O.)
And just like that, Jordan Catalano becomes a person. Not a crush. Not a fantasy. A person. With a dad who loved floss more than him.
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ANGELA (V.O.)
Maybe friendship isn’t about fixing. It’s about sitting in the wreckage. And not leaving.
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EXT. THREE RIVERS SUBURB – NIGHT
The streets are quiet, bathed in the soft glow of streetlights. Angela walks briskly, her breath visible in the chilly air.
ANGELA (V.O.) Sometimes, you find yourself moving without thinking. Like your body knows something your mind hasn't figured out yet.
She glances back, the taillights of Jordan's car disappearing around a corner.
ANGELA (V.O.) I didn't plan to jump out of Jordan's car. It just... happened.
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GRAHAM (looking up) Hallie thinks we should go stainless steel for the appliances. Says it’s more "timeless."
PATTY (sarcastically) Oh, good. Because nothing says "family restaurant" like a kitchen that looks like a spaceship.
Angela pours herself a glass of orange juice but doesn't drink it.
ANGELA (V.O.) Sometimes I think my parents are speaking a whole different language. Not like French or Spanish... but this weird code where "I'm fine" means "I'm totally freaking out."
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INT. LIBERTY HIGH SCHOOL – GIRLS' BATHROOM – LATER
Sharon stands in front of the mirror, adjusting her hair. She glances around to ensure she's alone, then gently places a hand on her abdomen, a look of concern crossing her face. The door swings open, and Rayanne saunters in.
RAYANNE (grinning) Well, if it isn't Little Miss Perfect. Sneaking a moment of vanity?
SHARON (startled, quickly dropping her hand) Rayanne! You scared me.
RAYANNE (narrowing her eyes) What's up with the belly rub? Got a stomachache or something?
SHARON (defensive) It's nothing. Just... cramps.
RAYANNE (skeptical) Uh-huh. If you say so.
Sharon avoids eye contact, focusing on her reflection.
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[INT. LIBERTY HIGH - HALLWAY - ANGELA SLAMS HER LOCKER SHUT]
RAYANNE
(leaning against adjacent locker, faux-casual)
So. Your dad’s, uh… crashing at my mom’s cousin’s condo? Small world, right?
ANGELA
(sharp)
Don’t.
RAYANNE
(holds up hands)
Just saying. My mom’s got, like, a Rolodex of divorced dudes’ crash pads. It’s a talent.
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[INT. LIBERTY HIGH GIRLS’ BATHROOM - LUNCH PERIOD]
[Angela leans against the sink, staring at her reflection in the mirror. The door bursts open. Rayanne stumbles in, clutching a shoebox wrapped in neon duct tape and trailing streamers. She’s wearing a tiara, a feather boa, and one glittery knee-high sock.]
RAYANNE
(breathless, theatrical)
Chase. Chase. Chase. I’ve been chasing you all day. Which is ironic, right? Because your name is—*
ANGELA
(flat, turning to leave)
Not now, Rayanne.
RAYANNE
(blocks the door)
Wait! I’m here to perform an ancient ritual of… (pauses, squints) …friendship restoration. Or something.
[She slams the shoebox onto the sink. Inside: A mix of jelly bracelets, a half-eaten bag of gummy worms, a cassette tape labeled “APOLOGY JAMS,” and a plastic dinosaur wearing a tiny “SORRY” sign.]
ANGELA
(raises an eyebrow)
Is this a garage sale?
RAYANNE
(ignoring her, holds up the dinosaur)
This is Steve. Steve is here to confess his sins. Steve… (deepens her voice) …may have been a self-absorbed, emotionally-stunted fossil who took his best friend for granted.
[Angela fights a smile. Rayanne notices, gaining momentum.]
RAYANNE
(plowing on)
And Steve wants you to know that he’s… (grimaces, as if the words pain her) …sorry. But not, like, a boring sorry. A Rayanne-style sorry. Which involves… (pulls a kazoo from her pocket) …a serenade.
[She plays a painfully off-key rendition of “I Will Always Love You” on the kazoo. Angela covers her ears, laughing despite herself.]
ANGELA
(yelling over the noise)
Stop! Stop. This is the worst apology in history!
RAYANNE
(grins, dropping the kazoo)
But you’re laughing.