Scott lies bandaged in a hospital bed. A...

Scott lies bandaged in a hospital bed. Alexis stands with him. Alexis holds his hand as he sleeps. She is obviously choked up. After a moment, Sasha rushes in.

Sasha: Oh my God!

Alexis: Shhh! He’s sleeping.

Sasha: Is he alright?

Alexis: Yeah. He’s going to be okay. He broke his arm and two ribs. But the doctor says he’ll be okay.

Sasha: Thank God. Thank you for coming down here. I’m sure he was glad to have you.

A beat.

Alexis: Listen, Sasha...

Sasha: Yes?

Alexis: Um... I’ve got to get some air. I’ll be back.

Alexis gently puts Scott’s hand down and exits. Sasha picks his hand up and begins to stroke it lovingly. After a moment she whispers...

Sasha: Scott? Scotty? Are you awake?

Scott begins to stir he opens his eyes half-way.

Scott: Yeah... I-- (he sees Sasha and is surprised) Hey. What are you doing here? Where is Alex?

Sasha: I’m sorry I took so long to get here. I didn’t get a message. I don’t know what happened.

Scott: Oh. I, uh, I think they couldn’t get you. Or something. I... I asked them to call Al.

Sasha: Hmm. I was at my desk all day. Anyway, I’m here now. (she kisses him on the forehead) I was so scared. Thank God you’re okay.

Scott: You should see my bike. Not so lucky.

He laughs weakly.

Sasha: I love you.

Scott pauses for a moment, then tears up.

Scott: I love you, too.

Sasha: (wiping the tears away) Hey, hey, it’s okay. It’s alright. You’re okay.

Scott: I love you.

Sasha: I know.

Scott: No, I still love you. I, um--

Sasha: Shhh, shhh, shhh. Calm down. I still love you, too. A few bruises aren’t going to chase me away.

Scott: I know. I--

Sasha: Have you spoken to your parents?

Scott: No, the doctors talked to them, though.

Sasha: I should probably call them, let them know I’ve seen you.

Scott: Yeah.

Sasha: Do you have their number?

Scott: Yeah. I, um-- uh... 895-4058. 617.

Sasha: (jotting it on the palm of her hand) Alright. I’ll be right back.

Sasha turns to go. Just before she reached the door, Scott speaks...

Scott: Sash? (Sasha turns) I’m sorry.

Sasha crosses to him and gives him a hug.

Sasha: Oh, Scotty, don’t be sorry. It wasn’t your fault. Alex told me the guy blind sided you. It wasn’t your fault.

Scott: (in panicked tears) No, Sash, I’m sorry. I don’t-- I’m sorry. I didn’t--

Sasha: Shh, it’s okay. It’s okay.

Scott: (pulling himself together) I think I did a bad thing.

Sasha: What?

Scott: I’m sorry.

Sasha: Scott? (he just stares at her) Are you okay?

Scott just looks at her. After a moment, she rises.

Sasha: Alright, I’m going to call your parents. Okay? Think about what you want to say. I love you.

She kisses his hand and heads for the door.

Scott: I told Alex I loved her. (Sasha turns) I’m sorry.

Sasha slowly crosses to the bed.

Sasha: Alright.

Scott: I’m sorry.

Sasha: Okay.

A beat as Sasha gets her bearings.

Sasha: Do you?

Scott: Love her? (Sasha nods) I don’t know. I might.

Sasha: Alright.

Scott: I don’t know. I was in the ambulance and they asked me who to call and I heard myself say her name. And when I saw her walk in, she just-- I just told her. I’m sorry.

Sasha strokes his hair and breathes deeply.

Sasha: Mmmm. Alright.

A moment passes as they sit silently, not looking at each other.

Scott: I’m sorry.

Sasha nods. Another moment passes.

Sasha: What did she say?

Scott shrugs.

Scott: That she loves me. Um, how, she doesn’t know. And, ah, that she realized how important I was to her when she got the phone call. Um... And that the three of us should talk.

Sasha: Mmmm.

They sit in silence a moment. Alexis appears at the doorway. Sasha sees her and makes a move towards the door.

Sasha: I, uh, I’m going to try your parents.

Sasha exits, beginning to break down as she does. As Sasha passes her, Alexis watches her, then gives a pained, tender look to Scott. Alexis then turns and hurries to catch up to her friend.

Scott: Alex! Katz?... Sash?

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