#69 Wednesday, June 11th

A man rings the doorbell at the McGregor Estate. Anna opens the door.

Anna: John, I'm so glad you could make it.

She hugs him.

John: You've been a good friend and business partner in the past, it's no problem.

Anna: Come on in, I have lunch on the patio.

They go onto the living room and sit down.

Anna: So, how is everything with you and your family?

John: Not bad at all, Denny and Hoover have their jobs at the dealership and Teri's in Europe modeling, but she's coming back to town soon though.

Anna: I'm so glad to hear that, you've always had a lovely family.

John: So I heard about this whole thing with the hostile takeover? What's that about?

Anna: It's a messy story, but bottom line, we're about to lose control of the company and I didn't know where else to turn.

You've always been a brilliant corporate raider and litigator, so I thought you could help me find some sort of loophole.

John: I'm assuming that the provocation for this takeover must have been something big.

Anna: It's purely personal, the result of long held resentment.

John: You're going to have to clue me in some more.

Anna: Andrew was a bigamist and had a child with his other wife.

John: Seriously?

Anna: Unfortunately, yes.

John: I'm sorry to hear that. It really surprises me, Andrew always seemed like a stand up kind of guy.

Anna: Everyone thought that. Now I'm left to deal with the situation he created because of his dishonesty. His son and his other wife are

taking all this frustration out of me and my family.

John: Any way that I can help you, you know I'll do it.

Anna: My attorneys are looking over this, but can't seem to find anyway out. I was hoping you could assist them.

John: Will do.

Anna: Thank you, I really need all the help I can get right now. Everything has been so stressful.

John: It's my pleasure, that's what friends do. We can go over the details in the morning.

They shake hands.

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Edmund walks into Number 37, as he's walking in, he bumps into Christina.

Edmund: Christina?

Christina: Long time no see.

Edmund: You're back in town and didn't tell me.

Christina: I was going to call you, just thought I'd get settled first.

Edmund: I was just about to have lunch, would you like to join me?

Christina: sure.

Edmund: Waiter, table for two.

The waiter leads them to a table and they sit down.

Edmund: So, what brings you back to Novi?

Christina: Uhm, business.

Edmund: What? No pleasure?

Christina: That depends.

Edmund: From what I remember, you don't go anywhere without haven't a little bit of fun.

Christina: I've changed some, although not too much.

Edmund: So how have things been with you?

Christina: I've been doing well.

Edmund: Wish I could say the same.

Christina: Trouble in paradise?

Edmund: Yep. Nasty divorce, custody battle, the whole nine yards.

Christina: So sorry to hear that.

Edmund: I'm getting by, but it's been so rough on me.

Christina: Precisely why I never got married.

Edmund: I sometimes think I shouldn't have gotten married, but when I look at my kids and I don't regret it.

I just wish I had married someone better.

Christina: Everyone makes the wrong decisions now and again, doesn't mean we can't recover from them.

Edmund: I suppose. If you don't mind me asking, how long are you staying in town?

Christina: Well, my plans aren't quite set yet, I had a few things that needed to get done here, but

I've been looking to stay in one place for awhile.

Edmund: Good, it'd be nice to have an old friend around again.

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In Flint, Jim has just woken up and slowly walks into the kitchen where is parents are at.

Eleanor: Good Afternoon.

Jim: Afternoon?

Elliot: It's 12:30.

Jim: I slept that long?

Eleanor: Yes, you did.

Jim: I just had so much on my mind, I guess it made me oversleep.

Eleanor: I guess so.

Jim: I'm going to take a walk for some air, I need to clear my head.

Jim goes outside.

Eleanor: I don't like this, I don't like it at all.

Elliot: After what happened, it's not surprising he's in such a state.

Eleanor: I haven't seen him like this in years, not since--.

Elliot: Since he was drinking? You don't think?

Eleanor: Look at him, that isn't the state of someone who is just depressed.

Elliot: I pray that it isn't that.

Eleanor: I do too, but it doesn't look good.

Elliot: Let's try not to think negative.

Eleanor: It scares me, he barely made it through the first time, what's going to happen

a second time?

Elliot puts him arm around her and looks concerned. Meanwhile, Jim is at a bar down the road. He's sitting at the bar, when a woman sits down next to

him.

Woman: You look like you got a lot on your mind.

Jim: That's an understatement.

Woman: Most folks who stop in here have all sorts of problems, what's yours?

Jim: I usually don't tell my business to strangers.

Woman: Suit yourself, I just thought you could use an ear.

Jim: Then again, I've lost everything, telling you isn't really going to hurt me.

Woman: Let's hear it.

Jim: Long story short, I just found out my wife cheated on me.

Woman: That's rough, I've heard a lot of those stories.

The bartender slides Jim a beer.

Woman: Seeing what you're going through and how it seems to have effected you, you need something a bit stronger than that.

Jim: Like what?

The woman reaches into her pocket and pulls out a bottle of valium.

Jim: I don't go that far.

Woman: Come on, what have you got to lose? It's better than feeling so down.

Jim looks at the pill bottle and contemplates taking the woman up on her offer. Fade to black.