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Scene: Bleachers.

(A school assembly. The student body is cheering in the bleachers. The cheerleaders are out front. VP Carlson is at a podium down front and there's a guy in cobra suit next to him.)

VP Carlson: Thank you Kingsport Spirit team! (They sit down.) Alright gang, listen up. Our rival, Spreewell Prep (The students start booing.) Is challenging us to a recycling contest. Now the winner receives a sizeable donation, but the best part is: We have a change to beat Spreewell Prep. (More cheers.)

(Shot of Hank and Tyler in the stands. Tyler gives Hank and high five and they do that thing where they catch fingers and then pull their hands away.) Spreewell may have robbed us of a football championship, but when it comes to recycling we will kick their cans!

Cheerleader: Yeah!

(Cut to under the bleachers where Caitie, Jamie and Co. are. They're all disgusted with the assembly.)

Caitie: Okay, hold my hair James, I'm gonna hurl.

Jamie: No kidding. When Tyler, Hank, and Val kick into jock mode it's like their brains leak out.

Caitie: Don’t they know that this contest is just another ploy by the establishment using a legitimate environmental issue to manipulate kids.

Jamie: What a bunch of LOSERS! (Screams the last word.)

(Cut back to on the bleachers. Val is climbing up to where Hank and Tyler are. They're by the railing.)

Val: Whoo! Hey.

Tyler: Hey.

Hank: What's up kid?

Val: Hey, they said we could set up a recycling booth at the mall.

(Tyler nods, then looks away.)

Hank: That's cool.

Tyler: Oh no. (Two of Brooke's friends, Amanda and Michelle, are walking towards the bleachers.)

Hank: What? What's wrong?

Val: (Thinks it's cute.) Oh, it's Tyler's little fan club.

Hank: Fan club?

(The girls stop walking when they're right below Tyler. They look up.)

Michelle: Hi Tyler.

Tyler: Hey. What's up?

(The girls squeal and walk off. They're really excited.)

Amanda: Oh my gosh. He is so cute.

Michelle: He said 'Hey, what's up?'

(Hank, Val and Tyler are all laughing.)

Hank: How the heck did that happen?

Tyler: Well, apparently they liked the uh, How To Become A High School EMT speech I gave at their school.

Val: Well, you are very motivational.

Hank: Hey man, I'm all a flutter right now.

Tyler: Hey, can it alright.

Val: Oh, speaking of which, uh we have to find a place to store all the cans we're gonna collect. We should clean out those storage bins behind the station. (Tyler nods.) So you guys better work extra hard since it's your fault that we have to earn our bragging rights back. (She joins the rest of the cheerleaders down front.)

Hank: Ow. Who blew up her pom pom.

(Cut to POV from under the bleachers.)

Val: Ready, okay.

All Cheerleaders: Recycle, recycle (They keep cheering, but we really can't make anything out.)

Caitie: Okay, how can they be so rah rah? Can they not see how completely bogus this is?

Jamie: Oh Caitie, they're jocks. They've had many blows to the head.

Caitie: Okay, so what do we do about this disgusting display of school spirit?

Jamie: Well, with the help of my man Faustus, we're gonna make a powerful statement.

(Jamie puts his arm around Faustus and Faustus holds up a remote control. He presses a button.)

(Cut back to on the bleachers. We hear something *Poof*)

Someone in Crowd: Stink Bomb! (People stop cheering as the smell reaches them. They start coughing and leave the bleachers.)

(Cut back to under the bleachers. Jamie's enjoying their prank.)

Caitie: I gotta hand it to you, man. That statement is not just powerful, ugh, it is downright pungent. (She coughs.)

[Opening Credits]

Scene: The guys lockers.

(Tyler, Hank and Jamie are at their lockers. Something falls out of Tyler's. He bends down to pick it up.)

Tyler: Oh, great.

Hank: What's that man? Let me see, what is it? Oh, let me see. (Takes a red envelope from Tyler. He pulls out a handmade card and some glitter falls to the ground.)

Jamie: (Teasing.) Oh.

Hank: (Teasing.) That is cute. What's it say? 'Dear Tyler. It is so hard to find the right words to describe how we feel about you.'

Jamie: I could think of a few.

Tyler: (Sarcastic laugh.)

Hank: Me too. (More and more disbelief creeps into his voice with every compliment.) 'You are so smart, and sweet, and noble, and so smokin' hot.'

(Tyler grabs it out of Hank's hands. Hank's laughing. Seconds later Jamie grabs it to see for himself.)

Jamie: (Doesn't believe it.) They didn't say that! They didn't say 'smokin' hot.' (Jamie reads it and starts laughing. Tyler takes the letter back.)

Hank: Hey, don't hate him 'cuz he's beautiful. (Tyler stuffs it back in his locker just as Val joins their group.)

Val: Hey guys. I've come up with a plan on how to win this thing. If all the school clubs divide up into collect regions, then we wont duplicate effort. And we'd be a club too, of course.

Jamie: Whoa. We, like the squad? No. When we're not working, I'm sleeping.

Val: Jamie, you heard Mr. Carlson. We need everybody or Spreewell wins.

Jamie: No, he meant all you overachievers. Oh, see I don't care about the recycling contest.

Val: (Mad at Jamie.) Oh, nice attitude. I, I don't wanna help my school, I don't wanna help the environment, I just wanna catch up on my sleep.

Jamie: You know, I slack therefore I am. The question is: Why are you so hyper-competitive.

Val: (Protests.) I am not hyper-competitive.

Jamie: Oh yeah you are. (His voice is almost like mock-pity.) No, it's okay though, I saw it on Oprah. It's usually a cover for insecurity and low self-esteem.

Val: Oh, like slacking isn't. Ugh. (Sees Caitie walking and intercepts her.) Caitie. Caitie, can you get your friends to help with the can drive? Jamie's being a total bonehead.

Caitie: Oh okay, two things you need to know, um, one: No one I know is gonna help you sweaters dumpster dive and two: Don't call people boneheads when they're standing right behind you.

(Val turns around and sees Jamie there.)

Jamie: Hi.

Val: (Sighs.) Jamie, why can't you just help us?

Jamie: So Maximum Carlson can exploit us?

Val: Exploit?!

Jamie: Yeah.

Val: This is for the environment!

Caitie: Oh please, Val, look, borrow a buck a buy a clue okay, the city already recycles. Carlson just wants us off the street. Look, we see the truth and frankly, it's a bunch of garbage.

Val: Fine. You know what? Slack on. Okay, go drink your coffee, buck the establishment, set off as many stink bombs as you want. We don't need you pathetic no jos. So just let the winners of the school do what we do best: Win.

Scene: Mall.

(Caitie and Jamie are drinking coffee and walking. " Life Is Just A Rush" By Blaise Pascal plays.)

Caitie: No jos?

Jamie: Non-joiners. No jo.

Caitie: Ugh, who do those tube socks think they are calling us names?

Jamie: Oh. (Reaches over and wipes foam off her lip.)

Caitie: Hey.

Jamie: I know, I am so sick of their superior attitude. I mean, you know, you and I, we call each other slackers, it's no big deal, it's a joke. They do it, it's a dis.

Caitie: You know if it weren't for the mind numbing competition part of it. . . . I might ditch a class or two to collect some cans on behalf of the planet.

Jamie: We're not going to though, right?

(There's a long pause. Jamie's waiting for Caitie to say something and Caitie's trying to figure out what her answer is.)

Caitie: I hate this. I, I, I hate this and Val's been doing this to me my whole life. Acting like I can't do something just to get me to prove her wrong.

Jamie: So we are going to do it.

Caitie: (Considering.) Yeah. Yeah, yeah we are.

Scene: Behind the station.

(Hank, Val and Tyler are hanging a sign that says "Recycle Drive" on a chain link storage thing that's divided in half.)

Hank: Have they come up to you again, man?

Tyler: Yeah.

Hank: When? (Jamie and Caitie walk up behind them.) Oh, look who's here. Hey you know, the sun is still up. Doesn't thank make y'all turn into dust or something? (Laughs at his own joke.)

Caitie: Ah ha ha, oo look, a jock joke. (Not fazed at all.) Um, anyway y'all, uh speaking of dust, uh you better make those dental appointments now because uh, those expensive teeth are gonna get chipped eating our dust.

Jamie: Yeah, us lazy, image conscious no jos, well, we're gonna participate in the contest. . . so, stay out of our way.

Val: (Like she's humoring a child.) Oh, that's terrific guys, you guys are gonna try to do something worthwhile. Good for you.

Caitie: Well only 'cuz you said we can't.

Val: Hey please, prove me wrong. Tell you what, you guys can use half of our storage bin for your collection.

Jamie: (Sarcastic.) Ooh, cool. (Serious.) Maybe we'll fill up your half too.

Scene: Mall food court.

(Val, Tyler and Hank are at their booth. People are dropping off cans. All of them are the athletic preppy type. Caitie and Jamie's booth is next to theirs. It's all black and everyone there is slacker/goth. "She's Not The One" By Lauren Taylor plays.)

Val: (To someone in line.) Here's your ticket.

Tyler: (Shouting through a megaphone to people walking by trying to get their attention.) Chances for cans. Each of your cans is another chance to be useful and we will give you a chance to win a wonderful prize.

(Michelle and Amanda walk up carrying bags of cans.)

Amanda: Hi Tyler. We brought you some cans. (Hold out the bags.)

Tyler: Thanks.

Michelle: We think what you're doing is really noble. Like you. (The girls giggle.)

Tyler: (Under his breath to Hank.) Why me?

Hank: You need to adjust your perception. You see a pair of annoying teeny boppers instead of a labor saving workforce. Harness your power and get them to help bag up all these cans.

Tyler: You know you got a point.

Hank: I know.

Tyler: (To the girls who are still giggling.) Hey guys, wanna help me out?

Michelle: (Stunned.) Help you?

Amanda: You're kidding, right?

Tyler: No, come on. (Motions for them to follow him.)

Amanda: This is so cool. (She and Michelle follow Tyler.)

Tyler: (To Hank.) Good idea.

Hank: I know.

Val: (Is looking over at Caitie and Jamie's booth. She taps Hank on the shoulder.) Hey, what's going on over there?

(Jamie has his feet propped up on a table, He could be sleeping or just doesn't care what's going on around him. Faustus is at a computer and Caitie and another guy are just sitting around.)

Hank: (Shrugs.) Don't know.

Val: I'm gonna go find out.

Hank: (Whispers.) Okay.

Val: (Casually walks over.) Hey guys, what you up to?

Caitie: Give us your cans and we give you the world. Faustus can take your picture and uh, turn you into anyone, anywhere you wanna be. (Gives him a nod and Faustus spins the computer around to show a picture of the Statue of Liberty with Val's face.)

Val: Oh. Nice, very. . . clever. (Looks over at the kiddie pool they're putting cans in.) Hmm, kinda empty.

Caitie: I'm not worried. My people don't even wake up for another hour.

Val: Okay.

(Michelle and Amanda are using a scooter to move a garbage can full of cans. It's unsteady and they run into the kiddie pool, spilling some cans into it. Jamie wakes up.)

Michelle: I'm sorry.

Tyler: (Annoyed.) Guys, it's okay. Just stand back. (Starts taking their cans out of the pool. The girls back off.)

Amanda: We're sorry, It was an accident.

Michelle: I didn't mean to.

Tyler: Just stay outa my way.

Michelle: Okay.

(Caitie takes one of the bottles Tyler took out of their pool.)

Tyler: Whoa whoa whoa, wait a second Caitie. These are our cans.

Caitie: Okay, um, no they're not.

Tyler: As if you had this many!

Caitie: Says who? You didn't see them fall! (They keep trying to grab cans.)

Tyler: This is such a rip!

Hank: Whoa guys, guys chill. We're not competing against each other.

Tyler: Well, tell her that then.

Caitie: Me?!

VP Carlson: Nice to see you all working and playing well together. Val! I just saw the cans that your booth collected. Very impressive. You're going to need a truck to get them all out of here.

Val: (Shy/proud.) Thank you, Mr. Carlson.

VP Carlson: Caitie, I don't know what it is you're trying to do here, but I would suggest that someone do a sweep for stink bombs. (Leaves.)

Caitie: Oh thanks, thanks a lot Mr. C. for that inspirational uh, show of support there.

Hank: Caitie, just ignore him. At least you're trying.

Val: You know, it's true. (Gestures to the meager amount of cans in their pool.) This is really good. . . for you guys.

Jamie: (Defensive.) Hey, don't get a nose bleed up on Mount Superior!

Val: (Sounds hurt.) Excuse me?

Jamie: (Quoting.) 'It's important that you're trying'? It means you don’t think we can do this!

Val: (Defensive.) Don't blame us because we're better at being goal oriented than you.

(Jamie looks pissed. He's definitely worked up and breathing harder than usual.)

Scene: Behind a building.

(An ambulance pulls up. There's already paramedics and firefighters on the scene.)

Val: (Gets out of a different ambulance. Goes over to a woman who's sitting on a curb, her face is in her hands.) Ma'am, are you still feeling dizzy?

(A man is leaning against some stairs coughing and trying to catch his breath. A firefighter comes out of the building and down the stairs carrying a woman.)

Firefighter: Pregnant lady coming out.

(Hank and Tyler were treating a patient a few feet away. Hank turns to help the pregnant lady.)

Tyler: BP looks steady.

Hank: (To firefighter.) Okay, bring her over here. (He guides the woman and the firefighter to the ambulance. Val comes over.)

Val: What the heck happened?

Hank: Some kind of fumes, chemicals maybe, they all just started fainting and getting dizzy. Capping the source in there now.

Val: Okay Ma'am.

(Cut over to Tyler and his patient.)

Tyler: Okay sir, I'm just going to get you to take a couple deep breaths for me okay?

Man: Sure.

Tyler: Go ahead.

(Cut back to Val and the woman.)

Val: (Takes pulse.) We’re gonna get you out of here. (Shouting to Tyler.) Tyler, get me that O2.

Tyler: (Nods.) Sir, you're gonna be just fine, alright?

Val: Hank, Jamie I need immediate transport to Sing Memorial. (Looks around.) Where is Jamie? Where's Jamie? (Jamie climbs out of the drivers side of the ambulance and comes around to the back where the other three are. Sarcastic/pissed.) Oh, that's really helpful. Do the words multiple casualty incident mean anything to you? You can't just hide out in the truck and hope it all gets better Jamie.

Hank: Val, chill. He was calling for backup.

(They stare at each other. Jamie looks like he can't decide whether to be hurt that Val though so little of him or to just be pissed. Val just walks away. Pissed wins. Jamie follows her.)

Jamie: Hey. Look, I know you're into your whole save the world thing but that does not give you the right to questions my competence as an EMT!

Val: I made a mistake, okay?

Jamie: Yeah, and I bet you hated that, didn't you? You gotta be perfect every minute of every day or life isn't worth living!

(Hank sees them going at it from the ambulance. He and Tyler are loading a patient.)

Val: And what about you?! Your whole world would end if anyone perceived you as anything less than totally cool.

Jamie: Well it's better than being a control freak!

Val: I. . . (She's too angry for words. She just moves her lips a little like she's going to say something.)

Hank: (Screaming.) Jamie! Val! (Walks over to them. He looks angry too. More calmly.) Your job is to treat the patient. That personal stuff doesn't belong here.

Jamie: We're just talking.

Hank: No excuses. If you can't act like professionals, take a hike.

(Jamie glares at Val, but walks away. Val stands there seething.)

[Commercial Break]

Scene: Station

(Call critique. Val and Tyler are sitting on a couch. Val is as far away from Jamie as she can get. Jamie is sitting in a chair. Tyler is still between Val and Jamie. Tyler and Jamie both have their feet up on the coffee table. Hank is in front of them.)

Hank: So what brought on the little episode of EMS Smackdown? (No one says anything.) Well we're not leaving here until you two talk about it. (Still no talking.) Could be the longest call critique in history.

Val: Hank, we have schoolwork and recycling. We don't have time for this.

Tyler: (Looks bored.) I think that's his point.

(Hank nods slightly and looks at Jamie.)

Jamie: She copped an attitude with me.

Val: I copped an attitude with you? Was there a flaw in my personality you didn't point out?

Hank: (Tired of the standoff.) Alright, that's enough. Look, I'm just gonna get to the point, okay? We are a team. A team, and I expect us all to behave that way no matter what group you belong to or what competition is going on elsewhere. Are we clear? (No one speaks.) I said 'are we clear'?

Val: (Tensely.) Yes.

(Jamie nods.)

Scene: School hallway.

(Tyler and Hank walk down the stairs and stop at their lockers.)

Tyler: Okay, you gotta watch out. Those goofy girls keep on putting balloons and confetti and paper hearts in my locker. (Opens it up carefully. Nothing falls out.) Excellent. Nothing but a Spanish textbook and some old lunches.

Val: (Comes up to them looking excited/anxious.) Hey guys. Hey, I checked through the recycling bins this morning and Jamie and Caitie don't have one more can than they did at the mall.

Hank: Well that's good.

Val: No it's not. It means they're up to something. We need more cans. Come.

Hank: (Whispering. He sounds almost scared to defy her.) Okay, we're coming.

Scene: Kingsport Promenade Shipping.

(Basically they're in the dumpsters behind the mall. "What I Believe" by Sum41 plays. Tyler and Hank are in the dumpster digging for cans. Val is outside of it holding a garbage bag for them to put the cans in. Tyler slips and falls while standing in the dumpster.)

Scene: Outside a building somewhere.

("What I Believe" by Sum41 plays. Caitie is painting the words 'I don't care' and a girls arm. Jamie is leaning against a truck a few feet behind Caitie. The back of the truck is open. The girl gets up and hands Jamie a bag of cans. He throws it in the truck behind him. Another girls sits by Caitie and hands her a bag of cans.)

Caitie: Oh, thanks.

Scene: Another dumpster.

("What I Believe" by Sum41 plays. This time Tyler and Val are in the dumpster and Hank has the garbage bag. They're throwing in plastic jugs.)

Hank: One more?

Tyler: Okay, one more. That's good.

Scene: Outside a building somewhere.

("What I Believe" by Sum41 plays. Jamie is now laying down in the back of the truck. People are lining up to hand over their cans. Caitie takes a bag from someone.)

Caitie: Thanks.

(She throws the bag into the back of the truck by Jamie's head. He's startled and sits up a little.)

Scene: Station storage bins.

("What I Believe" by Sum41 plays. Hank, Val and Tyler are throwing the cans into the bins like it's basketball. Their side of the storage bin is full while there's hardly any at all in Caitie and Jamie's side. Val throws a bottle in.)

Hank: Swish!

(Hank and Tyler throw theirs in too. Hank's barely goes in.)

Hank: Oh my gosh. (Tyler and Hank give each other high fives then look down at their hands. They're gross from the garbage. Val laughs at them. They wipe their hands on her jacket.) Okay.

Scene: Outside a building somewhere.

("What I Believe" by Sum41 plays. Jamie closes the tailgate of the truck. It's full of cans. He pats Caitie on the shoulder.)

Jamie: Good job.

Scene: Station storage bins.

(Caitie and Jamie come around the bins. Tyler, Val and Hank are standing by their side.)

Caitie: Ugh. (Overdone sweetness.) Oh Val, oh my, you look awful. Oh, you didn't spend every speck of your spare time this weekend recycling.

Val: And you obviously got plenty of rest.

Jamie: Well that's the beauty of out plan. Minimum work, maximum payoff.

Val: Ah ha, slacker's paradise.

Hank: (Warning.) Val.

Tyler: (Looking over their side of the bin.) So guys, where's your stuff. There's not much there.

Caitie: Oh don't worry, we've got a pile. Actually, it's really more of a mountain, but you don't think we're dumb enough to stash it where the competition has access, do you?

Val: What are you saying, we'd steal it?

Jamie: No, she's just saying it's better to be safe than sorry. (Val's glaring at Jamie again.)

Tyler: Val, can I uh, talk to you for just a second? (Puts his hands on her shoulders to guide her away.)

Val: (She's stubborn and doesn’t' seem to want to move.) Yeah, sure, fine.

Tyler: (Has to forcible drag her to get her to move. And even then she keeps glaring at Jamie.) Okay, thanks. (He finally gets her off to the side.)

Val: What?

Jamie: (Off screen.) What is with her?

Val: Oh, I was doing it again, wasn't I?

Tyler: It's just a stupid contest.

Val: I know Tyler, but that whole group just makes me so angry sometimes. It's-

Tyler: Know what, this is not about the group. I think, I think Jamie hit a nerve the other day about why you're so competitive.

Val: (Finds it almost funny.) Why? Because I'm, I'm some insecure mess with low self-esteem? Thanks.

Tyler: No, because even though you're really amazing it makes you feel better about yourself. (Short pause.) At least that's how it works with me anyway.

Val: Really?

Tyler: Totally. You know what? There's nothing wrong with that as long as you don't let it get out of hand.

(The alarm goes off and they all leave.)

Scene: Outside a house.

(There's firefighter there. There's the charred framework of a garage left. It's still smoking. There's a man sitting on the back of the ambulance being treat by Val.)

Woman: Will he be okay?

Val: Yep. These are only possible first degree burns. We'll just cool them off, but he doesn't need to go to the hospital.

Man: I turned on the garage light, it sparked, and boom.

Woman: It's the fumes from those stupid paint cans.

Man: They say you're not supposed to throw them in the trash. I mean, what are we supposed to do?

Hank: Well there are places where you can recycle them. The fire department has pamphlets. I'll get you some.

(Cut to later. Hank closes the ambulance and sighs.)

Hank: Well, when you think of what could have happened to those people, what we've been doing seems kind of. . .

Val: Juvenile.

Jamie: You know, you'd think people know this stuff's dangerous, but they forget. We could have been getting the word out.

Val: But no, instead we got into this mindless competition. We really blew it.

Jamie: Almost. You know, there's still time.

Val: That's true. There is.

Scene: Behind the station.

(The squad comes walking out of the garage to where the storage bins are.)

Val: Okay, so we get the pamphlets from the fire department and as we're making one last push to collect, we pass them out.

Jamie: They'll get the word.

Tyler: We get more cans.

Hank: And we beat the skirts off Spreewell. Works for me.

(Caitie and a friend are standing by the storage bins. They're empty.)

Val: What, what happened to our pile?

Caitie: Yeah, it was gone when we got here. (Tyler picks up a chain from the ground.) See, that's why we hid ours.

Val: You expect us to believe that?

(Caitie and Jamie look pissed.)

Jamie: What else would you believe?!

Val: Well. . .

Jamie: Oh I get it. Don't judge a person by the group he belongs to unless something bad happens. (Brooke, Amanda and Michelle come walking across the back area.) All that stuff, working together, forgetting our differences, was all a lie just to get us to help out, wasn't it?!

Brooke: (Urgently.) Hey guys, we've got something to tell you. (She's ignored.)

Caitie: You really think we'd steal from you?

Val: Caitie, what are we supposed to think?

Brooke: Look, trust me, you wanna hear this.

Hank: Brooke, Brooke, we're tying to figure out what happened here.

Michelle: Uh, but we know what happened.

(They're all interested now.)

Hank: You guys know what happened?

Amanda: Yeah, we were here before and some really big guys with a truck full of cans and stuff were leaving.

Michelle: And one of them had a sweater with an S on it. And it looked like a football player.

Tyler: (With an 'Of Course' look.) Spreewell.

Jamie: Spreewell.

(Caitie smirks at Val and Val looks sheepish.)

Scene: Spreewell's storage place.

(The squad, plus Caitie, Brooke, Amanda, Michelle and two Spreewell players are all there.)

Spreewell Player 1: Gimme a break. Nobody here took your stash of cans.

Jamie: (Getting in the guy's face.) You might wanna rethink that answer there, Stretch. We caught it all on the stations surveillance camera.

Spreewell Player 1: (Slightly worred.) Surveillance camera?

Caitie: (Smirking.) Ooh, you violated city property. Hmm, that is not going to look good on a permanent record.

Spreewell Player 2: (To #1) They've got nothing. We were wearing ski masks. (#1 just gives him a look and #2 has an Oh-Crap! look on his face.)

Val: Right. Which is why the license plate number on the vehicle will be so helpful. (Holds up a tape.) This is quite a video. Hm. (Passes it Hank.)

Spreewell Player 1: Look, that still doesn't prove that these cans are yours.

Amanda: Except for the ones with the hearts on them.

Val: What?

Michelle: We put hearts on all the ones we collected for Tyler.

Brooke: (Looks closer.) She's right. Look at them all in here, there must be hundreds. 'Go Tyler,' oh 'We're sorry Tyler,' ' Tyler's the best.'

Hank: It's over fellas. So how 'bout you give us back our cans and we give you back your video and we can forget about this little unpleasant incident. (#1 takes the tape. They open the storage bins and the cans come pouring out. The guys walks away and Jamie waves. Everyone goes to start loading up the cans.)

Tyler: (To Michelle and Amanda.) Listen guys, I know I kinda lost my temper with you and you still came through and saved the day. So what can I do to make it up to you?

Amanda: You. . . (To Michelle.) He wants to make it up to us.

Michelle: We saved the day.

Tyler: Okay. (Backs away to help pick up the cans. Bends down next to Caitie.)

Caitie: I didn't even know the station has a surveillance cam.

Jamie: It doesn't. I made it up.

Val: It was an instructional video I found in the back of Hank's car on how to handle medical waste. (The all laugh.)

Scene: Storage bins behind the station.

(Jamie and Caitie are guarding the cans. Val walks up to them.)

Val: Hey. Um, Tyler told me you guys would be out here.

Jamie: Just making sure everything's the way it's supposed to be.

Val: Look, I was totally unfair to you guys. You may not be joiners, but you'd never cheat. I totally. . . came to the wrong conclusion.

Caitie: I know. Well, that's what competition does.

Val: Caitie, I'm sorry. (Takes a step closer.)

Caitie: It's okay. (Val hugs her. Val looks over at Jamie. Caitie sees it.) Whoa, is it crowded out here or is it just me? (Jamie looks at her.) Yeah, that's what I thought. (Caitie leaves.)

Val: Jamie. (He says nothing.) Jamie, I'm sorry. I acted like a real. . . bonehead. You're a good EMT. I know that. Everybody knows that. I had no right to question you. I was mad and I lost my temper.

Jamie: Look, I wasn't so great to you either. That hyper-competitive crack.

Val: Well, you kind of had a point. (Emphasizes.) Kind of.

Jamie: Well so did you. I mean uncool is not the end of the world. It's even got it's rewards sometimes.

Val: So, are we still friends?

Jamie: As long as you never, ever call me a bonehead again. (They both laugh.)

Stock Shot: Kingsport High School.

Scene: Hallway.

(Tyler, Hank and Val are walking down the hall.)

Hank: Hey, so how are you gonna thank your little fan club?

Val: Yeah, what do they want from you anyway?

Tyler: (Groans.) Oh, not much. (Hank and Val laugh.) Okay, they want me to walk around the mall with them for two hours on Saturday so their friends can see us together.

Val: Aww.

Hank: Hey, it could have been worse. Could have been three hours. (He laughs.) Rough.

(They stop at Caitie's locker. She and Jamie are there.)

Caitie: Uh. . . so. Are we uh, all ready for the end of this idiotic contest?

Hank: Oh yes, and you guys did collect something, right? (Caitie and Jamie look at each other. Hank gets worried.) Please, please tell me that you guys collected something, right.

(Carlson joins their group.)

VP Carlson: I wish I could say *good* morning, but uh, I've got some dreadful news. I just came from Spreewell and their pile is titanic.

Caitie: Excuse me, um, yeah, I know you used to be a history teacher and I'm just a simple little cave girl here, but uh, didn't the Titanic sink?

VP Carlson: Unfortunately, we're the ones going down. We’re not gonna win this contest. Because you and you. . .amusing friends collected exactly zero. (Caitie and Jamie smirk. Turns to Val, Hank and Tyler.) The athletic department did an outstanding job. (Turns back to Caitie and Jamie.) But they can't beat Spreewell by themselves. (Pleasantly.) Ah, look where we are. (He looks at the door by them. There's a sign on it that says 'Detention') Allow me to open the door for you Ms. Roth.

Val: (To Caitie. Clears her throat.) Um Caitie, I think now might be a great time to tell us where you hid the cans.

(Caitie keeps smirking. Carlson opens the door and a huge pile of cans spills out, knocking him down. Everyone is laughing hysterically.)

Hank: Caitie!

Caitie: Ah, that oughta put Kingsport over the top. (Tyler and Hank lift her up onto their shoulders. She looks down at Carlson, who's just sitting there, stunned.) Hmm. (Dryly.) Rah. (Pushes her hair behind her ear and the guys carry her off down the hall.)

[Fade Out]

Transcribed by: MM

Written by: Susan Cridland Wick
Original Air Date: March 11th, 2001

Cast Info
Bill Lake- V.P. Carlson
Ashley Leggat- Michelle
Brittany Ann Arrigo- Amanda
Carter Hayden- Faustus
Teddy Wakin- Delivery Guy
Janet Van De Graaf- Nina Hoffman
Andy Wherspann- Spreewell Player
Weir Revie- Spreewell Player #2

Music:
Life Is Just A Rush- Blaise Pascal
She's Not The One- Lauren Taylor
What I Believe- Sum 41