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Friday, April 8, 2005 Henry's new job as a limo driver provides him with the opportunity to learn some interesting info about Jennifer.
Jen has made an appointment at a family planning clinic and is having car trouble. She turns down Mike's offer to drive her to her "meeting" because she has called a car. The car arrives and the driver knocks on the door; Jen is surprised to discover it's Henry. "Henry? What are you doing here and why are you dressed like an undertaker?" she asks. "Your chariot awaits," says Henry graciously. "You're my driver?" asks Jen. "I prefer to think of it as 'transportation specialist,' yeah. Where to this morning?" asks Henry.
Henry is in the driver's seat and Jen is sitting in the back. "Oh, really, Henry, this is fine. Right here. Right here," she tells him. "What? According to my official log, the original destination is 1.3 blocks north," observes Henry. "You know what? I'm going to walk. I really could use the fresh air," says Jen. "Okay, suit yourself. Should I wait for you here or pick you up at 356 Chestnut Street?" asks Henry. Jennifer says she'll just take a cab. "This is a round-trip trip," says Henry, turning around. "Yeah. My meeting could really run long, and I really -- I don't want you to wait here. It'd be silly. You know, you could pick up, like, five fares by the time I'm done," explains Jen. "Fares? Fares are for cab drivers. You know, this is a contract. Now, this is a binding agreement to take care of all your transportation needs," insists Henry. "Henry, I will pay you cash, and you can -- I will give you a huge tip, okay? I'm sorry. Listen, it's just a huge Street Jeans meeting and..." says Jen. "A little corporate espionage?" jokes Henry. "We are going over our new product lines, and it's very sensitive material. And I've had a lot of setbacks, so -- yeah, if you can just forget that you brought me here," asks Jennifer. "Brought you where?" smiles Henry. "Thank you. Here. Treat Katie to something special," says Jen, handing him a wad of cash and getting out of the car. "Okay, Jen. What's the big secret?" mutters Henry.
Henry shows up at the gym where Katie is hard at work. "Say hello to my new best friend, Ulysses S. Grant," he says, waving the bill in her face. "Is that a tip?" asks Katie. "First of many, my love," says Henry. "Wow. That must have been some ride," observes Katie. "Mm-hmm. Actually, you know, she dumped me about a block away from her destination. And man, oh, man, was Jen jumpy as a cat," says Henry. "You picked up Jennifer this morning? It's a small world," comments Katie. "You should have seen the look on her face when I showed up at her door," says Henry. Katie asks if she was surprised and Henry says, "Horrified is more like it." Katie asks him why and he explains, "I'm getting to the good part. She gave me a destination address, but she didn't want me to drop her off right at the door. She made up some story about a business meeting, secret, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. And then she warned me not to wait for her, because she didn't know how long she would be." "Well, that makes sense with everything that happened with Craig. She has a right to be jumpy," says Katie understandingly. "No, hold off. Hold off for the happy ending there. You see, now, I waited until I knew that she had gotten where she wanted to go, and then I went to see exactly what was at 356 Chestnut Street. And it has nothing to do with fashion or jeans, at least not the type that you wear," says Henry. Katie asks where she went and Henry answers, "The family planning center. Yeah. I think there might a little Kasnoff in the oven." Katie looks shocked and Henry asks her what's wrong. She says it's nothing. "Why do you look like I just told you Snickers had two months to live?" asks Katie. "Oh, no, I was just wondering -- I mean, if she is -- maybe she isn't. But if she is, how do we know whose..." wonders Katie. "You mean Craig?" asks Henry. "It is possible, isn't it?" says Katie.
"If there is a baby, and if it is Craig's, I wouldn't blame Jennifer," says Henry. "She could be at the family planning center for some other reason," says Katie. "Wouldn't she go to Memorial for a regular checkup?" asks Henry. "Yeah, I guess you're right. All right, well, I know what we have to do," sighs Katie. "I'll bring the car around," says Henry excitedly. "No, no, no, no. I mean nothing. We have to do nothing. Just forget that you ever took Jennifer there this morning," says Katie. Henry asks her if she's serious and she answers, "Very. Craig has a habit of making a mess of things and expecting other people to clean it up. He has no idea how much hurt he leaves behind." "Okay. Well, you know, let's not get ahead of ourselves anyway. We don't know, A, that she's pregnant. Or, B, you know, that Craig is the father," says Henry. "Or, C, that she's even having an abortion," adds Katie. "Right. Right. Do you think Mike knows about it? I mean, it could be his," wonders Henry. "Then I hope Jennifer wouldn't make such a big decision without telling him first. It wouldn't be right, Henry. And it would not be fair to Mike," says Katie. Today’s episode was directed by Jennifer Pepperman and written by Judith Donato.
Transcripts from TVMegasite [ Knock on door ] Jennifer: Henry? What are you doing here and why are you dressed like an undertaker? Henry: Your chariot awaits. Jennifer: You're my driver? Henry: I prefer to think of it as "transportation specialist," yeah. Where to this morning?
Jennifer: Oh, really, Henry, this is fine. Right here. Right here. Henry: What? According to my official log, the original destination is 1.3 blocks north -- Jennifer: You know what? I'm going to walk. I really could use the fresh air. Henry: Okay, suit yourself. Should I wait for you here or pick you up at 356 chestnut street? Jennifer: No. I'll just take a cab. Henry: This is a round-trip trip. Jennifer: Yeah. My meeting could really run long, and I really -- I don't want you to wait here. It'd be silly. You know, you could pick up, like, five fares by the time I'm done. Henry: Fares? Fares are for cab drivers. You know, this is a contract. Now, this is a binding agreement to take care of all your transportation needs -- Jennifer: Henry, I will pay you cash, and you can -- I will give you a huge tip, okay? I'm sorry. Listen, it's just a huge street jeans meeting and -- Henry: A little corporate espionage? Jennifer: We are going over our new product lines, and it's very sensitive material. And I've had a lot of setbacks, so -- yeah, if you can just forget that you brought me here -- Henry: Brought you where? Jennifer: Thank you. Here. Treat Katie to something special. Henry: Good luck. Okay, Jen. What's the big secret?
Henry: Say hello to my new best friend, Ulysses S. Grant. Katie: Is that a tip? Henry: First of many, my love. Katie: Wow. That must have been some ride. Henry: Mm-hmm. Actually, you know, she dumped me about a block away from her destination. And man, oh, man, was Jen jumpy as a cat. Katie: You picked up Jennifer this morning? It's a small world. Henry: You should have seen the look on her face when I showed up at her door. Katie: She must have been surprised. Henry: Yeah. She was horrified is more like it. Katie: Why? Henry: I'm getting to the good part. She gave me a destination address, but she didn't want me to drop her off right at the door. She made up some story about a business meeting, secret, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. And then she warned me not to wait for her, because she didn't know how long she would be. Katie: Well, that makes sense with everything that happened with Craig. She has a right to be jumpy. Henry: No, hold off. Hold off for the happy ending there. You see, now, I waited until I knew that she had gotten where she wanted to go, and then I went to see exactly what was at 356 chestnut street. And it has nothing to do with fashion or jeans, at least not the type that you wear. Katie: Where did she go? Henry: The family planning center. Yeah. I think there might a little Kasnoff in the oven. What? Katie: Nothing. Henry: Why do you look like I just told you snickers had two months to live? Katie: Oh, no, I was just wondering -- I mean, if she is -- maybe she isn't. Henry: Yeah, what? Katie: But if she is, how do we know whose -- ? Henry: You mean Craig? Katie: It is possible, isn't it?
Henry: If there is a baby, and if it is Craig's, I wouldn't blame Jennifer -- Katie: She could be at the family planning center for some other reason. Henry: Wouldn't she go to memorial for a regular checkup? Katie: Yeah, I guess you're right. All right, well, I know what we have to do. Henry: I'll bring the car around. Katie: No, no, no, no. I mean nothing. We have to do nothing. Just forget that you ever took Jennifer there this morning. Henry: Are you're serious? Katie: Very. Craig has a habit of making a mess of things and expecting other people to clean it up. He has no idea how much hurt he leaves behind. Henry: Okay. Well, you know, let's not get ahead of ourselves anyway. We don't know, "a," that she's pregnant. Or "b," you know, that Craig is the father. Katie: Or "c," that she's even having an abortion. Henry: Right. Right. Do you think Mike knows about it? I mean, it could be his. Katie: Then I hope Jennifer wouldn't make such a big decision without telling him first. It wouldn't be right, Henry. And it would not be fair to Mike.
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