Face/Off1997

[Castor finds Eve's diary in her desk drawer. He flips it open to a recent entry]

Castor Troy:
"Date night. Fizzled again. We haven't made love in two months." What a loser. [He ponders, but suddenly hears "Papa's Got a Brand New Bag" playing. Cut to Jamie in her bedroom chatting on the phone with her boyfriend in just her panties and t-shirt as the music plays on her stereo]

Jamie Archer:
I got your email, Karl. The poem you sent me was pretty kinky. [Castor slowly pushes the door open]

Castor Troy:
[inhales] The plot thickens... [Jamie looks up and glares at Castor]

Jamie Archer:
[on the phone] Hang on a second. [She attempts to slam the door in Castor's face. Castor steps forward and keeps it from closing] I'll have to call you back. [hangs up] You're not respecting my boundaries.

Castor Troy:
I'm coming in, Janie.

Jamie Archer:
Janie? [Castor glances at Jamie's bed pillow, with her name stitched on it]

Castor Troy:
I don't think you heard me, Jamie. You got something I crave. [Castor presses himself up against Jamie as he reaches around her to grab her cigarettes]

Jamie Archer:
Clarissa left those here.

Castor Troy:
Oh, well I won't tell mom if you don't. [He lights a cigarette]

Jamie Archer:
When did you start smoking?

Castor Troy:
You'll be seeing a lot of changes around here. [blows smoke rings in Jamie's face] Papa's got a brand new bag! OW! [Jamie laughs. Castor slowly walks out of the room singing along to the music]