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  1. NothinButAttitude
    INT. CASEY'S CAR - NIGHT

    Casey speeds down the road, disheveled -- his mind still on what just happened.

    FLASHBACK - RECENTLY

    Casey: I SAID CALL HIM BACK GODDAMMIT!

    A scared Allison looks at Casey. This is not the Casey she has known and loved.

    Allison: Casey, let me explain.

    Casey: Allison, I said call him back.

    Allison: Casey!

    Casey takes the phone and throws it across the room. The phone shatters into the pieces.

    Allison: How could you?!

    Allison goes for the phone when Casey grabs her, shaking her.

    Casey: How long have you been screwing him?

    Allison looks away, trying to avoid giving an answer.

    Casey: (shaking her some more) Answer me!

    Allison: (breaking free) You're hurting me.

    Casey: You can't even answer a simple question--who are you?! Oh, wait, I know who you are. . . A TYPICAL STEWART WOMAN!

    Allison: What is that suppose to mean?

    Casey: That's you're not wife material. But I should've known that. You can't make a ho a housewife even though you need the "h" & the "o" to spell it. You know what--I don't even care anymore. I really don't. The engagement is over and I am going home.

    Casey crosses over into the room grabbing his suitcases from under the bed. He slams it on the bed. He pushes the closet slide doors open with so much force, they fall off the hinges. He starts to toss his clothes into the suitcase.

    Allison: What? Casey, you are talking crazy.

    Casey: What is crazy is that I even fell for you. I should've learned after Emily. . .

    Allison: I AM NOTHING LIKE EM!

    Casey: (flippantly) Oh yeah. You sure are.

    Casey starts moving throughout the rest of the room, grabbing his stuff. He cleaning the room of anything his, removing any essence he had in this room. He closes down his suitcase and locks it. He goes for the door when Allison moves in front of him, thus creating a blockade.

    Casey: Move.

    Allison: No.

    Casey picks Allison up drops her on the bed as she kicks and screams. He picks his stuff up and proceeds for the door. Allison runs to the door in tears, ready to give a final blow to Casey

    Allison: You wanna know why I was screwing him?

    Casey stops in place.

    Allison: Because you neglected me emotionally, physically, spiritually! And guess what, he fulfilled me where you lacked and that I mean!

    Casey looks back with tears forming in his eyes.

    Casey: . . .bitch.

    He slams the apartment door behind him and on Allison screaming at the top of her lungs,

    END FLASHBACK

    Casey continues to speed down the dark, winding road.




    INT. JACK/CARLY ROOM

    Jack sits on the bed adjusting his tie while Carly looks at herself in the long, stand, grooved frame mirror. She is wearing a Carly Tenney original--a short, satin, strapless dress that clings to her body, showing all of her curves.

    Carly: Does this dress look good, G-Man?

    Jack looks over and likes what he sees. Carly can see his reaction in the mirror.

    Carly: I guess that answer my question, but I am just not feeling this dress.

    Jack comes up behind Carly, wrapping his arms around her.

    Jack: I think you look beautiful.

    Carly: Thanks, baby.

    Jack: No problem.

    He grabs her by the face and kisses her passionately. Carly breaks the kiss, placing a finger on his lips.

    Carly: Not now. We have a party to get to.

    Jack: Do we have to go?

    Carly: Yes. Now you go and start the car while I look for my earrings.

    Jack: Alright but one more kiss?

    Carly: No. (playfully pops him) Go get in the car.

    Jack groans and exits.

    Carly walks over the dresser and looks inside her jewelry box for her earrings. She snags them when the phone rings.

    Carly: Now who is this? (grabbing her phone out her clutch) Hello?

    Barbara (VO): Carly?

    Carly: Yeah, who is this?

    Barbara (VO): Barbara.

    Carly nearly drops her phone but regains her composure.

    Carly: (hesitantly) Hey, Barbara.

    Barbara: Are you attending the party tonight?

    Carly: Well I was until you called and stopped me from getting ready.

    Jack (OS): Carly, c'mon. We're gonna be late.

    Carly: (covering the reciever) Coming, Jack! (back in phone) What do you want, Barbara?

    Barbara: A business proposition.

    On Carly puzzled, yet intrigued

    CUT TO

    INT. SKYVIEW

    The party is starting to fill up with our favorite Oakdale denizens. At one of the tables sits John, Lily, and Lucinda. John and Lucinda are clearly having a good time. On the other hand, Lily isn't not. She seems uncomfortable, if anything. Lucinda quickly takes notice of this.

    Lucinda: Darling, you alright?

    Lily: I'm fine, Mother. Don't start.

    Lucinda: I wouldn't start if you were alright, which you aren't. I know because I am your mother.

    Lily: I said I am fine.

    Lucinda: Lily, dear. . .

    John: Lucinda, the girl said she was fine.

    Lily: Thank you, John.

    Lucinda: John, hush. Now I know my daughter and she is not alright.

    Lily: (snapping back) Fine. I'm not alright. I just don't feel comfortable here.

    Lucinda: Still thinking about Holden and the fact that he doesn't want to get back together?

    Lily gets up from the table and John pulls her back down.

    John: (to Lucinda) Enough. Lily said that she did not want to talk about it. The wound is still fresh.

    Lucinda: But she needs to talk about it.

    John: Yes, when she is ready. Not when you say so. I thought you swore you were going to work on you being meddlesome.

    Lucinda: I did.

    John: Then start now.

    Lucinda: But--




    Lisa bumps into Lucinda from behind, causing Lucinda's drink to spill on her dress.

    Lucinda: Ugh!

    Lisa: (turning around) Oops.

    Lucinda: Like hell you are.

    John grabs a napkin and starts to wipe the stain off when Lucinda smacks him.

    Lucinda: You'll smear it. You are suppose to dabble.

    Lily: Lisa said she was sorry. Why don't run into the kitchen and get some seltzer water. That'll help with the stain.

    Lucinda: (pointing to Lisa) She should go get it. She did it.

    Lisa rolls her eyes.

    Lily: I'll go get it. It'll get me away from the table for awhile.

    Lily gets up and heads for the kitchen.

    Lisa: I'm sorry, Lucy girl if that makes you feel any better.

    Lucinda: The name is Lucinda.

    Lisa: Lucy, Lucinda, whatever.

    John: OK, ladies. Calm down.

    Lucinda: (to John) Don't know if you would classify her as a lady.

    Lisa: John would. (looking at him seductively) Wouldn't you, Johnny boy?

    John laughs, shaking his head. He realizes that Lisa is trying to stick it to Lucinda and it is working. Lucinda is not amused though. She's gonna stab back.

    Lucinda: Once upon a time, maybe. But now he is with me.

    Lisa: Whatever, old Lucy.

    Lucinda: Old? Oh no, darling. John keeps me young if you know what I mean.

    Lisa begins to dry heave.

    John: Lucinda, c'mon now. . .

    Lucinda: I'm just stating facts. I mean when was the last time you have sex?

    Lisa: None of your business.

    Lucinda: Weeks? Months? YEARS. . .?

    Lisa: Just know that if I wanted Johnny-boy back I could have him back. . . (snapping her fingers) just like that.

    Lisa tosses her hair and sashays off. John watches on, amused. Lucinda drives her elbow into his gut.




    CUT TO

    Lisa bumping into Barbara.

    Lisa: Oh please don't give me a b*tch fit for bumping into you. Ole Lucy girl just tried it.

    Barbara: Why would I? (blowing that off) I need to talk to you.

    Lisa: Why? What's wrong?

    Barbara: Nothing but I have a business proposition for you.

    On Lisa, intrigued,

    CUT TO

    Kim and Bob's table where Margo, Tom, Katie, Chris, and Ryder sit.

    Margo: It is so good that you could join us, Ryder.

    Ryder: Thank Uncle Bob and Aunt Kim. They invited me and I couldn't turn them down. Feels pretty good to be back in Oakdale after all these years.

    Kim: It sure does. I kind of miss it.

    Katie: Aww, Kim, I thought you loved your new life in Arizona?

    Bob: We do but nothing beats being in Oakdale.

    Tom: Why not move back home?

    Bob: For what? We aren't needed. Everyone is happy, and--

    A drunken Casey with bottle in hand, stumbles into the room.

    Casey: Hello, everyone!

    Margo: (standing up) Casey? What are you--

    Emily and Susan rush up to Casey.

    Emily: Where is the bride?

    Casey: Screw her.

    Susan: Excuse me.

    Casey: You heard me you old leather face, hag! I said screw your daugther -- oh wait, someone else is doing that. HER PROFESSOR! Yeah. I found out tonight that Allison cheated on me with her professor. No wonder she was getting A's.

    Emily: Hey! That is my sister.

    Casey: Which makes it worse. My Grandma Kim said it best--those damn Stewart women!

    Kim cringes at the sight of Casey. Lisa rushes up to Casey, talking him down.

    Lisa: How about I get you a suite for tonight and you sleep this off, OK?

    Casey: (in a drunken stupor) Sleep what off? The fact that I did not please Allison emotionally? Spiritually? Sexually? I think that the last one is a lie because I am one hell of guy in the sack. Emily can tell you that.

    Emily walks away in disgust. Meg, watching on from a far, enjoys it.

    Susan: (shaking Casey) Where is my daughter?

    Lisa: (removing Susan's hands) Who cares. You heard him, your daughter is a tramp.

    Susan: Oh Lisa, put a sock in it.

    Lucinda: (leaning into John) She needs to put something in her. Maybe she wouldn't be so b*tchy.

    Lily: Mother!

    Lucinda shrugs her shoulders, "what?"

    Bob and Kim take a side of Casey and leads him out the room.

    Casey: Grandma Kim? Grandpa Bob? What are you doing here?

    Kim: Kiddo. . .

    Followed by Lisa, they exit the room and pass by Carly and Jack. Carly and Jack look at the faces in the room which read from bewildered to utter disgust.

    Carly: (stomping her foot) Damn it! I always miss the drama when it isn't about me! (to Barbara) Thanks alot.

    On Carly, pouting


    THE END


    !

    COMING UP ON ATWT

    - The Stewarts and Hughes feud is reignited
    - Bob and Kim reconsider their new life in Arizona
    - Barbara has plans and Carly and Lisa are tied to them
    - Susan Stewart strikes again but it isn't Bob this time
    - Meg becomes a pain for Emily
    - Tragedy strikes Oakdale
    - Jamie and Monique rock Oakdale
    - Lisa gets a new man but Tom doesn't like it and neither does Lucinda
    - Forgotten sons return home taking their place on the show
    - J.J. vs. Parker results in Jack vs. Carly


    - Three legacy characters from 3 other P&G soaps find their way to Oakdale, creating a new quad with a lucky Hughes man


  2. NothinButAttitude
    EXT. DOCKS – NIGHT

    A thick fog nearly consumes the setting when a boat pulls in. A pair of feet steps off the boat and it is revealed to be John Hu. He looks around and likes what he sees. Suddenly, a Don Chi, Hu’s henchman, steps off the boat from behind him. He has a briefcase in hand.

    Don: Pretty foggy here tonight, huh?


    John: Just how I like it.

    Don: So you never told me why we’re here in Springfield.
    John: Patience, patience. All good things to those who wait.

    John digs into his pocket and reveals a small photo of Harley. He brightens up at the sight of her.

    John: (putting it back in his pocket) We have to get things prepared for the shipment. Is all the money there.
    Don: (tapping the briefcase) Yep. Counted it twice. Five million dollars.
    John: Good. Let’s get back on the boat and circle around the bay until they arrive with our stash.
    Don: Yes, sir.

    Don heads back onto the boat. John starts to head back onto the boat, and takes one look back . . .

    John: Springfield . . . my home away from home.

    He gets back on the boat and it takes off.

    CUT TO

    INT. HARLEY’S COTTAGE (LIVING ROOM) – NIGHT

    The room is pure darkness with the exception of the TV, which illuminates Harley. We slowly pan towards Harley, who is nestled up on the sofa, asleep. She’s so peaceful, and we

    FADE INTO

    EXT. YACHT – NIGHT— DREAM SEQUENCE

    Harley is dressed to the “nines.” She is donning a beautiful haute couture gown while she sets on the deck of the yacht, which glides across the Danube River. The scenery—its so captivating and refreshing, mesmerizes her. A male hand then reaches into the frame and grabs her hand, placing a flute with champagne in it. She looks up (and we follow) to see the man is non other than John Hu.

    Harley: John . . .

    John: Ssh. Don’t say a word, my sweet.
    Harley: But—

    John leans in and kisses Harley passionately, silencing her. Then a shot of the boat drifting off into the night, and

    BANG! BANG!

    END OF DREAM SEQUENCE

    BACK IN HARLEY’S LIVING ROOM

    Harley jumps out the sound of someone beating at the door.

    Phillip (O.C.): Harley! Harley, are you there.
    Harley: Ugh.

    Harley gets up, with her hair tossed everywhere, and heads to the door. She snatches the door open to Phillip, who jumps back at the sight of her. He can see the fury in her eyes.

    Harley: What!
    Phillip: We need to talk.

    Phillip barges in without being invited. Harley astonished by this.

    Harley: Umm . . . Phillip, I didn’t—
    Phillip: What is about you not wanting Zach attend Lincoln Prep? It’s a good school!
    Harley: With a lot of spoiled brats!
    Phillip: Just say it, Harley! You don’t want Zach to attend Lincoln Prep or have anything to do with my family or me because you’re afraid he’ll end up just me like.

    On Harley over it,

    FADE OUT

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiVNjqhyeW8

    FADE IN

    INT. SPAULDING MANOR (HOPE’S SUITE)

    The door to the room flings open and Alan Michael rushes into the room, frantic. He starts to scope out the room and Holly trails behind him.

    AM: Mom! Mom!
    Holly: Alan Michael, be quiet! Do you wanna be heard?

    Alan Michael nods understandingly. He peeks in the closet and sees that it has been cleared. He looks to Holly, anxious.

    AM: Where is she?
    Holly: She couldn’t’ve gone too far.
    AM: I wouldn’t put it past her.

    The door closes and Alan Michael and Holly turn to see India leaning on the door.

    India: Looking for Caroline or should I say Hope?

    Alan Michael’s jaw drops. He charges towards India with rage in his eyes, but Holly grabs him, stopping him.

    AM: You! I should’ve known it! You—
    India: You better settle down. Not if you want me to remain silent.
    AM: Remain silent? (trying to break free) That can be arranged!
    Holly: (restraining him) Calm down! (to India) Where is Hope?
    India: Oh Holly . . . (shaking head) you knew about Hope too? This gets better and better.
    Holly: India . . .
    India: I wonder how Ed is going to take the news—his main squeeze keeping such big secrets from him. (gloating) Bet he won’t like it.

    On Holly’s reaction

    CUT TO

    EXT. BAUER HOME – NIGHT

    Ed sits on the porch rocking, and its foggy also. He looks in the night sky.

    Mom, Leslie, and Maureen, if you can hear me . . . (tearing up) please help Meta, Bruce, Mike, and Hope find peace.

    Ed looks down to see someone standing within the fog.

    Ed: Hello?

    Hope emerges from the fog looking destroyed, mascara dripping down her eyes as if she’s been crying nonstop.

    Ed: Caroline, you all right?

    Ed steps off the porch and walks over towards her.
    Ed: Do I need to call Alan?
    Hope: No!
    Ed: Did something happen? Did Alan harm you?
    Hope: No.
    Ed: Come with me.

    Ed takes her by the arm and tries to take her by the arm, but she jerks away.

    Hope: Don’t you even recognize me!
    Ed: Caroline, are you sure you’re fine?
    Hope: It’s me, Uncle Ed! It is me, Hope!

    On Ed uncertain and shaken,

    CUT TO

    INT. HARLEY’S COTTAGE (LIVING ROOM)

    We open up on Harley and Phillip in a stand off.

    Harley: Phillip, are we seriously going to do this tonight?
    Phillip: Yes!

    Phillip storms over to the sofa and sits.

    Phillip: (patting the sofa) Come sit.
    Harley: No.
    Phillip: I’m not leaving till we talk.
    Harley: You sure about that?
    Phillip: Harley . . . please.

    Harley sighs heavily and complies with his wishes by sitting across from him.

    Harley: What Phillip?
    Phillip: This has to stop—this tension between you and me.
    Harley: There is no tension.
    Phillip: There is.
    Harley: Phillip! (gets up and points to the door) Goodbye!
    Phillip: No.
    Harley: Leave!
    Phillip: I said no.

    Harley walks over and grabs the phone off the end table and starts to dial.

    Phillip: (sighs) Who are you calling?
    Harley: Frank. So he can come and whoop your ass and take you to jail.

    Phillip crosses over and struggles the phone away from Harley. Then he tosses it across the room and shatters into pieces.

    Harley: Phillip!
    Phillip: Now lets sit and talk like adults.
    Harley: Talk like adults? Screw you!
    Phillip: Why do you hate me, Harley? Why! Is this because of how I took Zach from you? I thought you’ve forgiven me!
    Harley: Well you thought wrong.

    Harley grabs her keys. She goes to exit but Phillip grabs her by the arm, restraining her.

    Harley: Let me go!
    Phillip: No! Not until you listen to me!

    Harley tries to pry free of Phillip’s grip.

    Harley: My opinion isn’t changing, Phillip! Zach is not going to Lincoln Prep. End of story—

    Harley breaks free but falls onto the floor. She holds her arm in pain while Phillip rushes to her side.

    Phillip: (worried) Harley, you OK!
    Harley: No!

    Harley kicks Phillip away from her.

    Harley: See! See! You see why I don’t want Zach anywhere near you! Your family! You’re a bully, Phillip! You’re sick!
    Phillip: Harley, it was an acci—



    Harley looks past Phillip to see Zach standing at the bottom of the stairs. Noticing Harley’s reaction, Phillip turns and sees Zach too. Guilt comes over Phillip.

    Zach: What’s going on? Mom, are you OK?
    Harley: (covering) Nothing. (getting back up) Nothing at all.
    Zach: But I heard you two screaming.
    Phillip: It was nothing, Zach. Just a simple disagreement. (devastated) I-I’m sorry, Harley. Forgive me. (fighting back tears) Forgive me.

    Phillip rushes out of the house. Harley looks on concerned and,

    CUT TO:

    INT. BAUER HOME (LIVING ROOM)

    Hope sits on the sofa in utter silence. She’s a total mess. Ed (standing up) watches on from a far, bothered.

    KNOCK! KNOCK!

    Ed rushes over and opens the door to reveal Holly & Alan Michael.

    Holly: Is she here?

    Ed points to Hope. Alan Michael rushes in and kneels down next to her. Holly enters and Ed closes the door. They both watch what’s about to happen.

    Alan Michael: Caroline! I’m so sorry.

    She doesn’t respond.

    Alan Michael: I just wanna let you know that you’re not fired. Your job is still intact and I want you to come home with me. OK?

    She still doesn’t respond.

    Alan Michael: Caroline . . . (tearing up) please forgive me.

    She slowly turns to see her son crying. She wipes the tears from his eyes.

    Hope: Don’t cry, my sweet baby. I forgive you.



    Alan Michael kisses her hand and bury his face in it. Ed is now convinced.

    Ed: So I guess it’s true.

    Holly and Alan Michael react.

    Ed: So I guess she is Hope.

    Holly and Alan Michael exchange looks, and on Ed unhappy,

    CUT TO:

    INT. BOAT (LOWER DECK) – NIGHT

    John lies on the bed in a daze while he glances at the ceiling. He then gets up and head down the hall to another door. He cracks the door open, and we get a slight shot of Carmen lying in the bed with a medical ventilator strapped to her.

    John: You’re home, Bonita. You’re home.

    On a shot of Carmen soundless sleeping,

    FADE OUT

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKZEgIi2Les

    COMING SOON:
    Phillip’s illness continues to go unchecked
    Jason & Leah plan an attack on Phillip
    Remy & Tierra grow closer
    Mel struggles with keeping her pregnancy secret
    Olivia's continues her quest to destroy Marah
    A friend of Shayne's comes to town
    Dinah & Mallet are drawn together
    Blake & Rick find love (not with each other)
    Alan uses the Reardon boys as pawns to gain back Spaulding
    Hope’s secret’s comes out
    Laurel & Reva makes life-changing decisions
    Cassie starts her search for her biological father & Frank helps
    John Hu wreaks havoc
    Michelle continues to fall victim to the Bauer curse
    Pilar and Bill reestablish their friendship
    James grows tired for Daisy . . . and wants Trista instead

  3. NothinButAttitude
    INT. ALAN MICHAEL'S OFFICE

    Picking up where we left off with Holly standing in front of the door, stunned.

    Holly: Did I hear you correctly?

    Holly steps into the office closing the door. Alan Michael and Hope are uneasy at this point.

    Holly: Hope?

    Hope: (sighs) Yes. Its me.

    Holly covers her mouth, at a loss for words. She tries fighting back the tears.

    Holly: But you are supposed to be--

    Hope: Dead. I know. (glances at Alan Michael) Some people even wish that I stayed that way.

    Holly: No! No! (grabbing Hope and holding her tight) Don't say that. We all mourned you at the funeral. We all thought that you were dead. (pulling away, looking at Hope) Does Ed know about this?

    Hope: No and I want it to stay that way too.

    Holly: Oh no. Oh HELL no. Ed needs to know about this.

    Hope: No!

    Holly: Why?!

    Hope turns away from them, grief stricken.

    Hope: Because this is a new lease on life -- a new one for me. That crash was not only a curse but a blessing also. Hope Bauer is dead. I am now Caroline, the woman everyone adores and looks to for help. Not some drunken mess.

    Holly: (reaching out to her) Hope...

    Hope snatches away.

    Hope: No! Holly, you have to promise me that you'll keep quiet. PROMISE ME!!

    Holly looks to Alan Michael for assitance; however, he shurgs his shoulders and turns away.

    Hope: Holly!

    And on Holly conflicted,

    CUT TO




    INT. MEL'S CLASS

    Mel is still stunned from Kevin's accusation.

    Mel: How do you know?

    Kevin: I was just guessing. I mean you throwing up, you being really emotional as of late -- it doesn't take a doctor to say that.

    Mel: Funny you'd say that, but I am gonna need you to keep quiet about this.

    Kevin: OK. I mean it is none of my business anyways.

    Mel: Right. Now we need to talk about this paper.

    Kevin: Do we have too?

    Mel: Yes. Your mother seems to think that you are a sure win for the Ross Marler Undergraduate Award this year, and I'm sorry to burst your bubble but you're not. No offense, but I'm beginning to think that this is not your passion.

    Kevin: It's not.

    Mel: (confused): It's not? Then why are you--

    Kevin: My mom. She wants me to be like my dad, but I'm not nor will I ever be. My passion is for the people but law.

    Mel: Then what?

    Kevin: Medicine.

    Mel: That's great! (gloating) I use to be a doctor you know.

    Kevin: I know which is why I want to do it.

    Mel: Because of me?

    Kevin: Well not just you but all the other great doctors at Cedars.

    Mel: Then why not go into medicine.

    Kevin: How can I?! What I am suppose to do? Tell my mother that I want to go into medicine like my idol, Dr. Rick Bauer, the same doctor, who had a hand in Phillip going on the run, which result in my father's death!

    On Mel taken back

    CUT TO




    INT. REVA'S DINING ROOM

    Trista plays with Colin in his highchair when Reva enters dangling the locket. Trista turns to see Reva holding it. She is at a loss for words.

    Reva: What is this?

    Trista: I-I can explain?

    Reva: You better because right things aren't looking up for you. You befriending Rocky then Daisy, coming to my Thanksgiving dinner, and now you are carrying a locket around with my brother's picture in it. You better have an explaination.

    Trista: Well see --

    Reva: Spit it out! Who are you!

    Trista: I'M YOUR NIECE!

    Reva: ...What?

    Trista: You heard me. I am your niece. I am Rusty's bastard child.

    And on Reva shocked,

    FADE OUT



  4. NothinButAttitude
    FADE IN:
    INT. PAUL & EMILY'S BEDROOM

    Emily lies with her head between Ryder legs as Paul enters. It is clear that Emily is sedated; however, this isn't clear to Paul.

    Paul: God d*mmit! Emily! What the h*ll are you doing?!
    Emily: Huh? Paul, what are you. . .

    Emily notices how she is positioned. She also sees Ryder lying in the bed, still drunk and out of it.

    Emily: (coming to) Oh my God! Paul, I can--
    Susan: (O.C) What is going on here?! Emily!

    Susan comes from behind Paul and look on disgust.

    On Emily horrified,

    CUT TO

    INT. LAKEVIEW HOTEL (ADRIENNE'S SUITE)

    Lily stand frozen in the doorway, gazing at a naked Adrienne and Holden. Adrienne, embarrassed, pulls the covers over her body.

    Adrienne: (to Lily) What are you doing?!
    Lily: No! I should be the one asking what you are doing! But it's clear that you're doing my husband instead!
    Adrienne: (to Holden) Husband?!
    Holden: (correcting) Ex. (to Lily) Why are you here?
    Lily: I work here! (tearing up) How could you, Holden? How could you?

    CUT TO

    INT. CARTER'S LIVING ROOM

    Carter walks in grinning as Scott, grinning too, sits on the sofa.

    Carter: Well look who it is.
    Scott: In the flesh.

    Scott and Carter share a manly hug and laugh before sitting back down on the sofa.

    Carter: Took you long to get here.
    Scott: I know. I know. I just had to wrap some things up in Los Angeles. My focus is all yours now.
    Carter: Good. But are you still serious about going through with this? Going against your brother?
    Scott: Of course. Nothing wrong with a little sibling competition. Except I expect to win.

    On Scott determined and sly grin,

    FADE OUT



    FADE IN:

    INT. LAKEVIEW HOTEL (ADRIENNE SUITE)

    Lily: How could you, Holden?! How could you? Of all these places in Oakdale, you chose here to frolic around with your little hussy?!
    Adrienne: Excuse me?

    Adrienne starts to get rowdy but Holden holds her back.

    Holden: Seriously, Lily?
    Lily: Very.
    Adrienne: Are you two going to seriously do this now?
    Holden: No!
    Lily: (overlapping) Yes!

    Adrienne snatches the top blanket off the bed and covers herself. She makes her way towards the bathroom, but:

    Adrienne: I'll be in the shower. When you get done, Holden. . . (seductively grinning) . . .you can come join me for rounds two, three, and four.

    Holden grins as Adrienne exits into the bathroom.

    Lily: Slut. (to Holden) So where did you meet her?
    Holden: None of your business.
    Lily: It is my business when you're causing a disturbance and the neighbors complain. Oh and the fact that you might bring this tramp around of children!
    Holden: Lily. . .

    Holden puts on his underwear and grabs a robe from nearby as he gets out the bed.

    Holden: It's not that serious. We're just having fun.
    Lily: Yes. Fun. But when I was having fun with Damian--
    Holden: Different situation. We were still married.
    Lily: I thought you were dead!
    Holden: Fine. Whatever you say. May I just remind you that we're not together?
    Lily: Your decision.
    Holden: And I am fine with it. You on the other hand. . .
    Adrienne: (O.C.) Holden. . . I'm getting really horny!
    Lily: You're slut is calling you.
    Holden: Lily--
    Lily: I don't wanna hear it! (wounded) Just keep the noise down.

    Lily rushes out the room as Holden tries to stop her.

    On a conflicted Holden,

    CUT TO:

    INT. FAIRWINDS (FOYER)

    Paul rushes down the stairs with a handfull of Emily's clothes in his hands. It's clear that he is p*ssed off. Emily is hot on his heels, screaming as Paul opens the door and flings her clothes out the door.

    Emily: Paul, let me explain!
    Paul: Explain what? That I found your head inbetween Ryder's leg?!
    Emily: Paul!

    Paul grabs Emily and starts shaking her.

    Paul: How long?! How long have you been sleeping with him?!
    Emily: Are you serious?!

    Emily snatches away from here. Tears stream down her eyes.

    Emily: Do you think that after all we went through to be together that I'd compromise it?! For a fling?! Clearly you don't know me!
    Paul: Clearly I don't!

    Susan and a half dressed Ryder come rushing down the stairs.

    Ryder: Paul, I've never--
    Paul: Shut up! I don't wanna hear it! You can take this piece of trash and get out of my house!
    Susan: Excuse me! Don't you talk to my daughter like that!
    Paul: I'll talk to her any way that I please. It's warranted!

    By now, other party guests have made their way in to see the spectacle. Barbara, Allison, Meg, and Lisa make their way to the front of the crowd.

    Allison: What's wrong?
    Paul: You're tramp of sister was just caught in bed with Ryder!
    Lisa: Must be hereditary.
    Susan: Oh shut up, Lisa!
    Lisa: I'm just saying. . . You're little clan has been known to run astray. And of course it'd be with poor innocent Ryder!
    Any man of Hughes relation has to pentrate a Stewart woman. It's like right of passage.

    The crowd goes into the ruckus after Lisa's insult-- laughing and "ooing."

    Mo: (to Lisa) Girl, you better snatch wigs! Work! W-E-R-K!
    MJ: (to Jami) I thought work was spelled W-O-R-K?

    Jami shakes her head, telling him let it go.

    Barbara: Lisa, enough!

    Barbara walks up to Paul, getting control of her son and the situation.

    Barbara: (to Paul) Are you sure?
    Paul: Am I sure?! I caught her in our bed with her head between his legs!

    Everyone gasps.

    Mo: At a child's birthday party?! That's h*ish!
    Susan: Could someone shut her up?!
    Mo: You don't know me you ole' hag. And I did not come from that hole between your legs, so you can't tell me what to do. OK?
    Barbara: (stern) Monique! Enough!
    Mo: OK. But that's because you sign my checks. . . and you're crazy.

    Barbara shoots a look at Mo before turning her attention back to Paul and Emily. A saddness come over her face.

    Barbara: (to Emily) Why?
    Emily: Why? Why what?! Didn't I just say that I didn't do anything with Ryder!
    Ryder: She didn't! How could I when I was drunk!
    Mo: That ain't stop nobody from getting loose, sweetie.
    Allison: You look like you'd know.
    Mo: Actually I don't know but your sister does.
    Barbara: Monique, don't say another word. . .

    Mo closes her mouth and gestures like she locking it and throwing away the key.

    Ryder: Meg can tell you that! I came here with her!

    Everyone looks to Meg. She stands off to the side, feigining innocence.

    Meg: You did. But you told me that you were going to the bathroom when we got here--I didn't know that you were messing with her on the side. How could you!
    Ryder: What?!
    Meg: I was really starting to like you! And you were using me! Using me to get to this sl*t!
    Ryder: You're crazy.
    Emily: You're just now figuring that out?
    Paul: She isn't too crazy! She's never been caught screwing someone in my bed!

    Emily grabs Paul and looks him in the eye. She is dead serious.

    Emily: Paul, I love you. I would NEVER cheat on you with another man. You have to believe me. This was a mistake. I did not sleep with Ryder.
    Lisa: Of course not, but you were working you're way up before Paul walked in.
    Emily: Lisa, please shut up! (to Paul) I am telling the truth! I swear to God. I am telling the truth!

    Paul is conflicted as he wants to believe Emily but the facts are in front of him. Then:

    Paul: I can't.

    This is a blow to Emily. She can't believe it.

    Paul: I want you to pack your sh*t and get out. I want no traces of you left behind. You have thirty minutes.

    Coldly, Paul walks away from Emily and their marriage.

    On Emily crushed and stunned,

    CUT TO:

    INT. TOM'S CAMPAIGN OFFICE

    Tom is with his stratagists and volunteers going over the campaign when Carter walks in. Spotting him, Tom folds everything up and sends his crew into the back.

    Tom: What do you want, Carter?
    Carter: I just came to stop by and see if you were ready to drop out of the race.
    Tom: Not a chance. Your flashy, tacky methods work now but they will soon start to wane.
    Carter: I wouldn't call myself flashy and tacky. I'd just say that I have great support behind me.
    Tom: Like Lucinda Walsh?
    Carter: For starters.
    Tom: Well just know that I have people with deep pockets backing me too. This election won't be an easy feat.
    Carter: I agree. If anything, I think that things are about to turn up.
    Tom: Really? How so?
    Carter: (calling out) Hey! My future Chief Assistant District Attorney, show yourself!

    In walks Scott with a grin on his face.

    Scott: Hey big bro. Aren't you going to welcome me home?
    Tom: (befuddled) Scott. . . what is the meaning of--
    Carter: I'd like you to meet my new Chief Assistant District Attorney, Scott Eldridge. You know him, don't you?

    Tom scowls at Carter.

    Carter: Now don't be mad. Looks like you'll be pulling an all nighter. (to Scott) I'll give you some time to get reacquainted.

    Carter exits.

    Tom: Why, Scott? Why?
    Scott: Why not? This is strictly business, big bro. All is fair in politics. See you at the debates. . .

    Scott exits.

    On Tom verklempt,

    FADE OUT


  5. NothinButAttitude
    FADE IN:
    INT. SPAULDING MANOR – STUDY

    We open up with India on the phone. It is clear that she is anxious.

    India: Alan, call me when you get this message. This is very important.

    India hangs up the phone as Dorrie enters the room. She plops down on the sofa.

    Dorrie: Well aren’t you anxious. You only get this anxious when you’re onto something. (eager) What is it, Mother?

    India scopes around to see if anyone is looking. She then closes the door to the study and sits next to Dorrie. She grabs her daughter’s hand, grinning.

    India: I think I might’ve landed my meal ticket!
    Dorrie: Our meal ticket. And how so?
    India: Caroline!
    Dorrie: (snatching away, puzzled) Say what?
    India: Now listen, sweetheart. . .
    Dorrie: Mom, I thought were talking about us getting some serious c-notes. A real meal ticket.
    India: Trust me. We are.



    Dorrie: Yeah. OK. The only meal ticket I see us getting from her is dinner, (looks at watch) which is about to be served in a while.
    India: Dorrie, listen. . .
    Dorrie: Why?! I’ve listened to you so far and where has that gotten me? Nowhere.
    India: Dorrie, just listen. What I have to say may sound weird—
    Dorrie: I’m sure it does.
    India: Trust me. Just trust me. What I have on that woman could have us rolling in the dough for the rest of our lives.

    Disinterested and over her mother’s schemes, Dorrie gets up and exit.

    India: Dorrie! Dorrie! Just trust me, baby. Momma’s got a plan.

    On India stirring with the information that she has,

    CUT TO

    INT. HAWK’S APT

    Laurel and Rusty are mesmerized at the sight of one another. They’re thrilled to see one another but bitter too—such mixed feelings. Trista reaches out and grabs Laurel’s hand.

    Trista: (attempting to drag her) Mom, let’s go.

    This stuns Rusty.

    Rusty: Mom? Wait—Trista is—
    Laurel: My daughter, yes. Our daughter. . .

    Hawk comes up behind and places a hand on Laurel’s and Trista’s shoulder. He nods, reassuring Rusty that it is true.

    On Rusty overcome with emotion,

    CUT TO





    FADE IN:

    INT. HAWK’S APT (MOMENTS LATER)

    Everyone is now seated and there is tension. Most of it is coming from Rusty.

    Rusty: (to Hawk) How long have you known?
    Hawk: For a while now.
    Rusty: (fuming) I said how long?!
    Laurel: Rusty!
    Hawk: No, Laurel! He has a right to know. . .
    Rusty: I sure as h*ll do! How long?!
    Hawk: Since she was born!

    Rusty is blown back by this. He doesn’t know whether or not he wants to sock Hawk or not.

    Hawk: Rusty, I—
    Rusty: Pa. . .
    Laurel: (cutting) I told him and Sarah to keep quiet! It was my decision!
    Rusty: What?! Ma knew too?!

    Hawk nods, embarrassed.

    Rusty: Who else knows?
    Hawk: Reva’s known for a few weeks. Cassie too.
    Rusty: What about Roxie?! Does she know too?!
    Hawk: Rusty, you—
    Rusty: I’m just saying! Everyone else in this family knows. All except me. But why am I even surprised? This family is known to keep secrets.
    Trista: I’m sorry. This was all my fault.
    Rusty: What? Sweetheart, no—
    Trista: I just wanted to be near you. I wanted to know my father, his family. (tearing up) I know that you’re running for mayor, and it’s very important to you. I wasn’t going to tell you until after the election. You don’t have to worry. I won’t say a word for as long as you want.

    Rusty grabs Trista and holds his daughter tightly. Trista buries her face into his chest, crying.

    Rusty: (kissing her forehead) It’s going to alright, my child. It’s going to be alright. Daddy is here.

    On Rusty looking at Laurel and Hawk with malice,

    CUT TO

    EXT. REVA & JEFFERY (PORCH)

    Reva and Cassie sit in the rocking chairs watching the sun go down. The sip on wine as Olivia pulls into the driveway.

    Reva: What does she want?
    Cassie: Probably looking for me.

    Olivia gets out the car. She makes her way up to Reva and Cassie.

    Cassie: What now, Olivia? Something wrong with the Beacon?
    Olivia: No.
    Cassie: Then what is it?
    Olivia: I came to see Reva.

    Cassie is stunned. She glances over at Reva.

    On Reva amused and stunned (too),

    CUT TO

    INT. WSPR (HALL/ALAN MICHAEL’S OFFICE)

    Holly passes by Alan Michael’s office and notices the door slightly ajar. It’s dimly lit from a lamp, and Holly gently pushes open the door to see Alan Michael working on something.

    Holly: What are you doing here?
    AM: Going over some of your notes.
    Holly enters in the room and closes the door.
    Holly: Well I can assure you that nothing is wrong with them. I’ve been a producer for years—
    AM: (snappy) Did I say anything was wrong with them? I was just checking them. It is my job as general manager to check over you.
    Holly: Excuse me. Let me get back to work before you do find something wrong with them. . .

    Holly goes to leave when:

    AM: Holly, wait! Wait. . .
    Holly: Oh. Did you find something wrong? That didn’t take you too long.
    AM: That isn’t what I was stopping you for.
    Holly: Then what, Alan Michael?
    AM: My mom. . .
    Holly: (concerned) What now? (uneasy) Does anyone—
    AM: No. No one knows. Yet. . .
    Holly: (sighs) OK. Then what?
    AM: We just got into another fight.
    Holly: Alan Michael, why? Why are you so hard on her?
    AM: I’m not hard on her!
    Holly: I beg to differ.
    AM: I almost caught her drinking.
    Holly: No! Not Hope. She told me she was clean.
    AM: Well she was quick to take the glass of wine when Bill offered it to her.
    Holly: You sure?
    AM: Yes. I saw the glass touching her lips and if I didn’t walk in when I did, she would’ve relapsed.

    Holly reaches for the phone and starts dialing.

    Holly: Where is she? I wanna talk to her. Maybe I can help her seeing as I know what she is going through.
    AM: I doubt you’ll be able to reach her at the manor. I fired her.
    Holly: What?! You have to go undo what you’ve done.
    AM: If anything, I’m doing her a favor. I’m getting her away from Spaulding manor. That place is toxic.
    Holly: No! What you’re doing pushing her near the bottle with your constant berating! You should be glad that she is still alive after the tragedy experienced!

    Alan Michael remains stoic, but the words of Holly are hitting him to the core. He is about to crack when:

    Lighting Assistant: (peeking in) Mr. Spaulding?
    AM: Yes.
    Lighting Assistant: This was taped on your car.

    The Lighting Assistant hands Alan Michael an envelope. He turns and leaves. Alan Michael rips it open, pulls out the letter, reads it, and his face nearly drops.

    Holly: What is it? Is it Hope?
    AM: Nope. But we better find her and quickly.

    Alan Michael shows Holly the letter, which reads:



    ONE CAN ONLY HOPE THAT WE HAVE MORE THAN ONE LIFE TO LIVE.


    I KNOW YOUR LITTLE SECRET.


    YOU'RE ON BORROWED TIME. . .



    CUT TO:

    INT. REVA & JEFFREY (KITCHEN)

    Jeffrey: Reva! Reva!

    Jeffrey enters into the kitchen to see that it is candle lit. Reva is sitting at the table wearing nothing but a negligee. She seductively signals for him to come join her.

    Grinning, Jeffrey starts to undo his tie as he walks over to the table. He has a seat across from Reva.

    Jeffrey: Where is Colin?
    Reva: Sleep. Want some wine?
    Jeffrey: Sure.

    Reva pours him a glass.

    Jeffrey: Good. Now I wanna apologize for earlier--

    Reva takes his glass of wine and tosses it in his face.

    Jeffrey: What the--?! Reva!
    Reva: You slick son-of-a-b*tch! How dare you go to Olivia and try and get her to fire me! What right do you have?!
    Jeffrey: Reva, calm down. . .
    Reva: Calm down? Calm down?! Oh I'm just get started. Now answer the question!
    Jeffrey: What right I have?! Is that what you wanna know?!
    Reva: Yes!
    Jeffrey: All the right. I don't want you working the Josh--h*ll I forbid it!
    Reva: Well no man has EVER forbid Reva Shayne from doing anything and won't!

    Reva is about to leave when Jeffrey grabs her by the arm.

    Jeffrey: It's me or that job. Make your choice.

    Reva thinks about for it a second then:

    Reva: (coldly) Goodbye, Jeffrey.

    Reva snatches away from him and sashays up the stars.

    On a wet and angry Jeffrey,

    CUT TO

    INT. HAWK'S APT

    It is now only Laurel, Hawk, and Rusty.

    Rusty: (shaking his head in disbelief) I can't be you, Laurel. I just can't.
    Laurel: I did it for you!
    Rusty: No. You did it for yourself.
    Hawk: That's not fair!
    Rusty: And neither is you and Mom keeping this secret. Keeping my daughter away from me!
    Laurel: You act like I did it out of malice.
    Rusty: It seems like you did. May I remind you that you broke up with me?
    Laurel: I know, Rusty!
    Rusty: I would've married you and we could've raised Trista together. You've not only robbed her but me too!
    Laurel: God d*mmit, Rusty! No one has robbed you! You chose your career long before we broke up! I just helped you if anything. And according to this--

    Laurel picks up the newspaper and flashes it in Rusty's face. It's a pic of him, his fiance, and her daughter.

    Laurel: Looks like you aren't too robbed! You've landed another family!
    Rusty: Don't do that.
    Laurel: Do what?!
    Rusty: Throw my fiance in my face. Don't do it!

    Laurel walks up on Rusty and gets his face. They're so close that it could go either way--blow being tossed or them falling into a kiss.

    Laurel: I just did.

    Laurel whips her, smacking Rusty in the face. She grabs her purse and coat and heads to the door.

    Laurel: Enjoy your daughter while you can because as soon as her semester ends, I'll be taking her back to Georgia.
    Rusty: Over my dead body. She's staying here!
    Hawk: OK! Enough you two!
    Laurel: (opening door) Goodnight, Hawk. Rusty, I meant what I said. Enjoy your time now. The clock is ticking.

    Laurel exits and slams the door.

    On Rusty pacing the floor realizing he is on borrowed time,

    FADE OUT






  6. NothinButAttitude
    INT. LIBRARY

    Trista and Rocky sit at a table filled with books. Both are deep into their studies until Trista's tapping on the pen interrupts Rocky.

    Rocky: You OK?

    Trista: Huh?

    Rocky: You were tapping your pencil on the table.

    Trista: Dear God, I am so sorry.

    Rocky: No you're fine.

    They go back to studying, then

    Trista: Does something look like it is bothering me?

    Rocky: (looking up) You tell me.

    Trista: OK. I'm not.

    Rocky: Then what is it?

    Trista: They know.

    Rocky: Who?

    Trista: My Aunt Reva and Grandpa Hawk.

    Rocky: They do.

    Trista: Yep. Grandfather says he always knew, which stunned both me and Reva.

    Rocky: So does Rusty know?

    Trista: Not yet. But he will sooner to later.

    INT. BEACON LOBBY

    Reva and Cassie stand at the room service counter looking over blueprints with Olivia and Dylan. Rusty strides in bearing posters.

    Reva: Rusty! What are you doing here?

    Rusty: Just here to drop off a few flyers and see if you mind me hanging up a few posters.

    Cassie: Go ahead.

    Olivia: I think NOT!

    Cassie and Reva side eye Olivia. Olivia gives it right back to them.

    Cassie: Why can't he?

    Olivia: Bad for business.

    Reva: Here we go.

    Cassie: How?

    Olivia: You own the hotel and your half brother is running for office. You allowing him to hang posters in here is favoritism and you might offend some of the guest that do not want to vote for him.

    Cassie: So what. I don't care.

    Olivia: But I do.

    Rusty: (awkardly) You know what, nevermind.

    Reva: Hold up!

    Reva walks behind the counter, stopping him.

    Reva: Give me some of those flyers then.

    Olivia: Excuse me?

    Reva: You said that posters were a "no," but you didn't say no to flyers.

    Reva takes some of the flyers.

    Reva: We can sit them on the service counter for when guests check in. Do you have any pamphlets too?

    Olivia: Excuse me, Reva, you work for me!

    Reva: No. I work for Cassie sometimes and Joshua. Those are my two bosses.

    Olivia: Well if you keep disrespecting me then you'll be down to one job and I doubt they'll keep you at Lewis Construction seeing as you'll also result in them losing a contract--our contract.

    Cassie: Who decided that?

    Olivia: Me. Case closed. No political memorabilia.

    Marah (OS): Hey Cassie, I picked out some fabrics for the--

    Marah notices Olivia. Olivia looks back at Cassie for answers.

    Cassie: What now, Olivia?

    Olivia: What is she doing here?

    Reva: She is assisting Cassie.

    Olivia: In doing what?

    Cassie comes from behind the counter, wrapping her arm around Marah's shoulder.

    Cassie: She is gonna be the one to help redesign the hotel.

    Olivia: (searching for something to say, then) . . .She is--what?! Oh hell no. One Shayne is enough. Two is too many, but three is a crowd that I ain't having.

    Marah: (to Cassie) I told you.

    Olivia: And they should've listened.

    Cassie: She's staying.

    Olivia: No.

    Marah: Cassie--

    Cassie: NO! (to Olivia) You didn't want anything to do with this. You said that I could handle it and I did. I hired Marah. She is staying.

    Olivia: If I knew you were going to hire her then I would've taken another task on like I've been doing before you decided to come back home.

    Cassie: She is staying and not another word. (to Marah) Let Dylan take to you the third story to see some of the suites you will be redesigning.

    Dylan and Marah get on an elevator nearby, exiting.

    Rusty: I'm gonna go. (taking back the flyers and posters) I'll call you both later.

    Rusty exits.

    Reva: Olivia, you are a b*tch.

    Olivia: Tell me something I don't know.

    Cassie: She's staying.

    Olivia: You keep saying that but I can tell you now that it ain't gonna happen. Not on my watch.

    Olivia starts to walk off when:

    Reva: Sam must be spinning in his grave.

    Olivia: (turning around) What did you say?

    Reva: You heard me. How you are treating my daughter. Sam would so hate you.

    Olivia charges towards Reva like a bull but Cassie steps inbetween the two.

    Olivia: (enraged with her finger in Reva's face) Don't you ever talk about my brother, you low life Tulsa trash.

    Reva: And you leave my child alone. If you wanna play with the big dogs then you come and pull my chain. Otherwise, you will leave my child alone.

    Olivia: I'll do as I please.

    Reva: And I whoop that--

    Cassie: OK, OK. Enough you two.

    Olivia: (walking away) She better enjoy today because it will be her last. And Reva, if you ever disrespect me again, you'll be out of a job.

    Olivia exits.

    Reva: Stankin' trick.

    CUT TO




    INT. SPAULDING ENTERPRISES (BREAK ROOM)

    India sits at a table reading a fashion magazine when Alex enters. Alex goes over to the coffee machine, grabbing a clean mug.

    India: (still buried in magazine) Step-mommy dearest...

    Alex: Shouldn't you be working. Alan hired you for two jobs, public relations and running the foundation. Why haven't I gotten any reports from you today.

    India: Because I answer to Alan.

    Alex: And me.

    India: (putting the magazine) I would've answered to you if you didn't give me your a** to kiss when I came back to town.

    Alex: And this is new to you?

    India: Oh no but you should've played it smart, Alexandra. I'm not going anywhere.

    Alex: (pouring coffee in her mug) We'll see.

    India: We shall.

    Alex: Keep up the act because you will be booted out once again and this time it'll be for good.

    India: You sound so confident in that threat. What's up your sleeve, Baroness?

    Alex: You shall see soon enough.

    India: I'll be waiting.

    Alex: Good. Farewell, India.

    Alex leaves. On India, waving to Alex



    THE END






  7. NothinButAttitude
    INT. CEDARS (ER/HALLWAY)

    Alex lies motionless hooked up to the machines as her family crowds around outside her room waiting patiently. Suddenly, Rick makes his way down the hall and Phillip spots him and rushes over to him. The rest of the family follows suit, crowding behind Phillip with worried looks on their faces.

    Alan: Give it to us straight, Bauer!
    Lizzie: Shut up, Granddad.
    Phillip: Any news?
    Rick: Yes. Alex will be just fine.
    Beth: Thank God.
    Rick: She just had a slight heart attack. Luckily, Alan found her before it got worse. But I am curious as to what caused Alex to have a heart attack.
    Beth: Ask, Alan.

    Everyone looks at Alan, demanding answers.

    Alan: I am just as clueless as you are.
    Phillip: You better hope that Alan Michael finds out what that phone call was about, and it better not be tied to you.
    Alan: I had nothing to with Alex having a heart attack! If she didn’t lie in bed eating all the damn time, watching Turner Classic Movies, she wouldn’t be in the mess she is in!

    India and Dorrie come charging down the corridor towards the family. Phillip groans.

    Rafe: What are you two doing here?
    India: Alexandra! Where is my stepmother?! Is she alright?!

    On India, panicking,

    CUT TO




    INT. CEDARS

    Picking up where we left off. . .

    India: Is she alright?!
    Beth: Like you care.
    India: I actually do, Beth. She is my stepmother.
    Lizzie: Was!
    Alan: (to India) She is fine, sweetheart.
    Phillip: Sweetheart? (pointing at Alan & India) What’s going on here?
    India: What are you talking about? Just because he called me sweetheart doesn’t mean we are sleeping together, Phillip.
    Beth: I bet that is a lie.
    India: Oh . . . you’d know seeing as sleeping through the Spaulding clan is up your alley, Beth. I’ve always wondered when Alan Michael was going to have his turn. . .

    Beth goes to swipe at India, but Phillip and Rick hold her back.

    India: My, my. . . I must’ve struck a nerve.
    Lizzie: Why don’t you just leave, India! You’re not even family.
    Dorrie: And there goes the Princess. Always trying to dictate. . . At first, I didn’t believe it but now I do. No wonder all the men you’ve loved found solace elsewhere. Coop, Jonathan . . .—I wonder when Bill will get the hint and exit stage left?
    James: Hey, Dad, there’s Alan Michael.

    Alan Michael joins the crowd.

    Phillip: Did you find out anything?
    A-M: Yep. For once, Dad had nothing to do with the situation.
    India: (resting her head on Alan’s chest) What a relief. . .
    Alan: (to India) What’s that supposed to mean?
    James: Then what caused Aunt Alex to pass out?
    A-M: Fletcher.
    Rick: Fletcher? Fletcher Reade?
    A-M: He called Alex from Paris.
    India: And that nearly killed her? A man calling her?
    Alan: Trust me, India, if you were in her shoes, you’d have a heart attack if a man called you too.

    Alan and India share a sly grin.

    Lizzie: That’s not funny!
    A-M: Fletcher said that there was an accident involving Nick.
    Phillip: Is he alright?
    A-M: No. His plane went down into the ocean. They haven’t recovered his body.
    Beth: Poor Alex!
    A-M: Sad thing is that they think that this has something to do with Uncle Mike too.
    Rick: What?
    A-M: Fletcher told me that Mike and Nick were working on a case together involving dirty politicians. Supposedly, they were doing business with a huge cartel throughout Europe. Mike got Nick to do some investigating and things went left. FBI is assuming that both incidents are tied together.
    Lizzie: What about Susan?
    A-M: (clearing his throat, emotional) She’s dead.

    This revelation just stuns everyone. There is a moment of silence as they all reflect on what is going on.

    Alan: Was the boy on the plane—Little Nicky?
    A-M: Umm . . . no. I called the boarding school in Switzerland and he is still there.
    Alan: Then we should go and get him.
    Phillip: For what, Dad?
    Alan: He should be near family!
    Phillip: I seriously doubt that he wants to be surrounded by of bunch of strangers.
    Alan: We’re not strangers. We’re family. . .
    James: That he’s never known. Only person he knows is Aunt Alex and she is in no condition to go and get him.
    Alan: Not true! He knows Alan Michael!
    A-M: He does.
    Alan: Then you should go and get him. Bring him back to Springfield so he can be near his family.
    Lizzie: Grandpa, this isn’t the time for you to start staking claim on what is yours! This boy has lost another set of parents . . . again.

    Beth walks over to the door and peeks on Alex, resting peacefully

    Beth: (misty eyed, to self) So has Alex. First Lujack and now Nick.

    Beth gently places on her hand on the window as tears stream down her eyes and

    CUT TO

    INT. BEACON HOTEL (LOBBY)

    Marah and Cassie stand at the counter looking at fabrics as Olivia steps off the elevator and walks over to them.

    Olivia: (re: fabric) That’s cute. I like it.

    Marah and Cassie look at each other then back at Olivia, bewildered.

    Marah: Y-You like it?
    Olivia: Isn’t that what I said?
    Cassie: You do realize that Marah picked it out don’t you.
    Olivia: Of course.
    Cassie: (not convinced, hand on hip) What are you up to, Olivia?
    Olivia: (feigning confusion) What do you mean?
    Cassie: I said that Marah—
    Olivia: I heard you. She picked out that fabric for the suites. I said I like it. I am allowed to like it, am I?
    Cassie: Sure.

    Olivia starts to walk off, then

    Olivia: (turning around) Marah. . .

    Marah looks up at Olivia, uneasy.

    Olivia: (musters up tears) I apologize for my actions. I realized that Sam would be upset if I treated you this way and I should realize that what happened in Switzerland was an accident. I hope you accept my apology.

    Marah nods with a smile, accepting her apology.

    Olivia: Welcome aboard.
    Marah: Thank you.

    Olivia nods back before turning away and walking off with a devilish grin on her face. She has Marah right where she wants her. . .

    CUT TO

    INT. COMPANY

    (ANNOUNCER: THE ROLE OF KEVIN MARLER WILL NOW BE PLAYED BY CHANDLER MASSEY)

    Jason and Kevin occupy a booth. Jason gobbles down his meal as if it is his last as Kevin watches on amused. Jason looks up, realizing his brother watching him.

    Jason: Something on my face?
    Kevin: No.
    Jason: (putting down his fork) Then what is it, twin?
    Kevin: Just the fact that you are eating like you haven’t eaten in months.
    Jason: I have but you know how the food is in Europe.
    Kevin: True. Nothing compares to a home cooked meal or a meal from Company.
    Jason: You can say that again.
    Rocky, waiting on the twins, comes from back and to their table.
    Rocky: You guys need anything else?
    Kevin: I think we’re good.

    Kevin looks at Jason to make sure, and Jason gives him the thumbs up as continues to devour his meal.

    Rocky: (sliding into the booth) How weird is it that we’re all back home—back in Springfield.
    Jason: (wiping his mouth) Makes no difference to me whether I am there or here, I still have to deal with the fact that Rick Bauer and good ole’ cousin, Phillip is walking around free after killing our—
    Kevin: Jason, I don’t wanna hear it.
    Jason: It’s true. Anything that happens to those two if fine with—

    The intro music to WSPR plays.

    Kevin: Mom and Dinah are on!

    INSERT – TV

    On the TV at the news desk (like a roundtable) sits Dinah, Reginald, and Blake.

    Kevin, Rocky, and Jason get up and crowd around the TV with everyone else watching on.

    Blake: Hello, I’m Blake Marler.
    Reginald: I’m Reginald Wilson.
    Dinah: And I am Dinah Marler. Welcome to the new WSPR evening news!

    INT. WSPR

    Holly stands behind the cameraman, grinning at her new creation. She gives the gang a “thumbs up.”

    Blake: Today’s news, Bay City’s printing heiress, Amanda Cory, has been allegedly kidnapped by her ex-boyfriend, Evan Frame. Word is that he has also kidnapped his aunt, Sharlene Frame as well.
    Dinah: (interjecting) This isn’t the first interaction between the Frames and Corys as Evan’s mother, Janice Frame, was once married to Mac Cory, father of Amanda Cory.
    Blake: (mumbling) That was my line.
    Dinah: (ignoring her) Janice Frame was eventually murdered by Rachel Cory, wife of Mac and mother of Amanda Cory, after—
    Blake: JANICE FRAME’S (eyeing Dinah) plan to murder Mac Cory was discovered by Rachel Cory.

    Reginald’s eyes widen at the sight of these two passively going at each other. Holly watches on for a second then buries her face in her hand, embarrassed.

    Dinah: Listen here, Blake. . .
    Blake: What, Dinah?
    Holly (watching on) Dear God. . .
    Reginald: (saving it) WE ARE going to (hesitantly laughing) turn it over to our sister affiliate KBAY and reporter, Ashanti Billingslea. Take it away. Please. . .
    Holly: Cut!

    Holly storms onto the set.

    Holly: You do realize that we are live?!
    Blake: She started it.
    Dinah: I told you that she wasn’t right for the job, Holly.
    Blake: Oh please. We were only a few minutes into the show and I was already carrying you two.
    Reginald: (taken back) You did what? Hold on, Red, no one has to carry Reginald Wilson. Let me get that straight right now. Any monkey can read from a teleprompter.
    Blake: Are you calling me a monkey?!
    Holly: (starting to lose it) Guys. . .
    Director (OS): We’re back on in a minute.
    Dinah: If the banana fits. And we know that you’ve had MANY bananas in your mouth, and in your—
    Blake: Oh really? This coming from Lizzie Borden!
    Director (OS): Thirty seconds. . .

    Holly throws her hands up in defeat and storms off the set.

    Dinah: You always like to bring up the fact that I accidentally killed Hart. That was years ago!
    Reginald: (loosening his ties, uncomfortable) You—You killed someone?
    Blake: Sure did. MY BROTHER!
    Director: Twenty seconds!
    Dinah: This coming from the same chick that was off her rocker not too long ago. Does the Springfield Blogger ring a bell?!
    Blake: But did I kill anyone?
    Dinah: No but I bet you wish you could me.
    Blake: Don’t tempt me.
    Director: Ten seconds!
    Reginald: I think I’m gonna be sick.
    Dinah: Honey, it doesn’t take too much to tempt you. Reginald, do you know that my father was with her mother before she seduced him? I never knew what my father saw in this wh*re. . .

    Blake gasps.

    Dinah: (continuing) I mean all the Spaulding rode her hard and put her out to pasture. I guess she had to start working on poor Phillip’s biological family seeing as she went through the adoptive family.
    Blake: B*tch!
    Director: 5. . .4. . .3. . .2. . .1!

    Dinah, Blake, and Reginald smile at the camera like nothing ever happened and all is well.

    Reginald: Welcome back to WSPR!

    Holly faints in the background.

    CUT TO

    INT. COMPANY

    Pick up on Kevin, Jason, and Rocky still watching TV. Kevin and Jason glance at each other.

    Kevin: (joking) Looks like everything is going well there for now.
    Jason: How long do give them?
    Kevin: Two weeks.
    Jason: I say a week tops.

    Daisy comes down the stairs, put on her apron and walks over the gang. She’s a bit upset.

    Rocky: Hey, what’s wrong?
    Daisy: James just called me. His aunt is in the hospital.
    Rocky: Alexandra?
    Daisy: Yeah. I wanna take off but I have to work this shift now. I feel like horrible girlfriend.

    Daisy storms off into the kitchen and Rocky chases after her. Kevin looks over at Jason, who shrugs his shoulder.

    Jason: Guess God answered my prayers quicker than usual.

    Kevin and Jason slide back in the booth.

    Kevin: Don’t say that. Alexandra happens to be a nice woman and was very close to Dad.
    Jason: I know. However, she was also the woman that led the witch hunt against Grandpa Roger. She was also the same woman that treated Mom like dirt beneath her feet and tried to get rid of her when she married to that scum, Phillip.
    Kevin: That was before our time, and neither Mom nor Grandpa was a saint.
    Jason: Who is?
    Kevin: So you think it’s OK that this poor woman had a heart attack?
    Jason: Did I say that?
    Kevin: No but your mood says otherwise.
    Jason: Guess what? You’re wrong.
    Kevin: I don’t think I am. Especially since this affects Phillip.
    Jason: Whatever.
    Kevin: I’m warning you now, if you came back to town on a crusade to take down Rick and Phillip—
    Jason: Why are you so protective of those two?
    Kevin: Because Phillip is our cousin and Rick was a friend of Dad.
    Jason: Oh no. It’s deeper than that.
    Kevin: It really isn’t.
    Jason: It is.
    Kevin: Like I said before, if you came back here to go on a crusade to ruin Phillip and Rick then you better pack up and head back to Europe.
    Jason: Nice try, twin. I’m not leaving that easily and Rick and Phillip aren’t getting off that easily either. . .

    On Jason, with a look of determination and vengeance


    FADE OUT


    THE END




  8. NothinButAttitude
    INT. RAGGEDY BUILDING IN DOWNTOWN OAKDALE

    Lisa, Carly, and Barbara walk into a vacant building—dusty, torn, and battered. The sight of this causes Lisa to do a U-turn with Carly and Barbara stopping her.

    Lisa: This is the building you were talking about, Barbara?

    Barbara: (taking it all in) Isn’t it great?

    Carly: I wouldn’t say all that. . .

    Lisa: Then I’ll say it—Barbara, this building looks like sh—

    Carly covers Lisa’s mouth before she can finish. Barbara walks over to the center of the room, pointing things out.

    Barbara: With a little bit of paint, here and there we can fix this place up to be a top notch fashion house.

    Lisa: A little? Baby, it is gonna take a hell of a lot of paint to fix this piece of junk up.

    Barbara: Could you be a little bit more optimistic?

    Lisa: H*ll no. It would’ve been better to have gone into to Milltown and bought one of those new buildings over in the strip mall.

    Barbara rolls her eyes and keeps walking through the foyer.

    Barbara: I was thinking the downstairs area we have reception sitting off to the side here. (walking over to a door) And this room could be our storage room—where we keep fabrics, threads, needles. (noticing Carly nor Lisa has moved) C’mon! Let’s head up stairs so we can look at your offices.

    Lisa and Carly look over at the jagged, wooden stairs, which resemble something about of Henri Matisse painting.

    Lisa: You go. We’ll stay here.

    Barbara: (going up the stairs) C’mon!

    Lisa and Carly rush over and start climbing the stairs behind an eager Barbara. Barbara sways the cobwebs out of the way as they reach the top of the stairs, which looks just as worse as the bottom.

    Carly: OK. . . I was going to keep my mouth shut but we are going to spend more money remodeling than making money.

    Lisa: She is. I’m not investing a damn thing in this hell hole.

    Barbara: You don’t have to. I already hired the contractors to remodel the place. They are supposed to be out here tomorrow. (pushing the first door on the long hall open) Here is where we’ll do our photo shoots.

    The room is quite big, filled with windows. Looks like a studio apartment; however, it looks like the crappy building it is in.

    Lisa and Carly peeks in while Barbara goes into the room, showcasing it like she is Barker Beauty. Lisa and Carly look at each other. Then at Barbara. Then back at each other.

    Lisa: (under her breath) Lord help this girl. She really thinks this spot is hot.

    Carly: And it’s not.

    Barbara: Now let me show you your office, Lisa.

    Barbara starts down the hallways some more.

    Lisa: Is it in this building?

    Carly bursts into laughter, guiding Lisa down the hallway with a gentle push and,

    CUT TO




    INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL LUNCHROOM

    Bob and John sit off to the side eating lunch together.

    Bob: Never knew how much I would miss the food until I was gone.

    John: I felt the same way too when I left all those years ago. Being back here just felt so right.

    John looks over to see something is wrong with Bob.

    John: What is it?

    Bob: Huh? (hiding it) What are you talking about?

    John: You were never a good liar, Bob.

    Bob: You’d know.

    John: Ouch. That hurt.

    Bob: (sighing) Sorry. I just didn’t realize how much I miss this place. The sound of carts rolling in the morning, patients moaning, their loved ones biting our heads off—I miss it.

    John: Then come home.

    Bob: What?

    John: You heard me. Come home.

    Bob: I can’t do that.

    John: Yes you can. Leave Arizona and come back home. It’s simple. Then can resume your position as Chief of Staff.

    Bob: I can’t do that. I cannot take the position back when you are occupying it. I can’t.

    John: (leaning in) Don’t tell anyone this but these past four months have been hell.

    Bob is astonished by this revelation made by John.

    John: It wasn’t until I left for John Hopkins and worked there for a while with medical students that I realized how much I
    loved being in the E.R. Not cramped up in some rusty office shoveling paperwork. That was always you, Bob.

    Bob: Hey!

    John: I’m just saying. I miss doing research, healing patients—I don’t work well under structure.

    Bob: If only you felt this way about twenty-five years ago when you were still fighting with me for the position and actually taking it away from me.

    John: Well I was young and stupid. I did a lot of stupid things that now being older, I regret doing.

    Bob reaches over and feels John’s forehead.

    Bob: Are you OK?

    John laughs.

    Bob: What have you done to the John Dixon I know and loved to hate?

    John: He grew up.

    On Bob and John sharing a smile

    CUT TO




    INT. MARGO’S HOUSE (CASEY’S ROOM)

    Casey starts to unpack his belongings in his room when Kim appears in front of his door, knocking on it.

    Casey turns around and smiles at the sight of Kim.

    Kim: Can I come in, Kiddo?

    Casey waves, indicating for her to “come on in.”

    Kim: How are you holding up?

    Casey: Barely.

    Kim: (sitting on the edge of his bed) That’s understandable.

    Casey: Gram, can I ask you a question?

    Kim: Of course.

    Casey: (sitting next to her) How did you handle the situation when Grandpa cheated on you with Susan?

    This comes at Kim out of left field, throwing her off. She takes a breath and answers:

    Kim: I was crushed, and so many things went through my mind.

    Casey: Yeah, but you forgave him. How?

    Kim: Introspection. That alone caused me to realize that I had a hand in your grandfather finding solace elsewhere. Now
    he isn’t fully innocent but I had to learn to take my part of the blame.

    Casey stirs on this a bit, then

    Casey: So I should forgive Allison?

    Kim: I can’t tell you what to do, Kiddo. That is for you to decide.

    Casey: True. It would be easier though if you would decide for me.

    Kim: I know. Trust me. I felt the same way, but what was right for me might not be for you. You call the shots. But you can’t
    leave Allison in limbo. You have to make a decision and soon. And you can’t string her along either. As much as I don’t care for her at this point, it is not fair.

    Casey nods, understandingly.

    DING-DONG! DING-DONG!

    Kim: I’ll get that.

    Kim heads down the hall then down the stairs to open the door to Susan.

    Kim: Can I help you?

    Susan: Where is Casey?

    Kim: Why?

    Susan: I need to talk to him.

    Kim: Susan—

    Susan: Look, Kim, I need to—

    Allison comes from behind Susan.

    Allison: No, I need to talk to Casey. Chill out, Mom. (to Kim) Can I go up and see him?

    Kim moves out the way, allowing Allison to come in.

    Kim: He’s in his room.

    Allison: Thanks.

    Kim nods and Allison heads up the stairs. Kim looks back at Susan, who has her arms crossed.

    Susan: Aren’t you gonna invite me in?

    Kim: This isn’t my house.

    Kim slams the door in Susan’s face.

    CASEY’S ROOM

    Casey is back to putting his clothes up with Allison enters. He looks up, sees her, and goes back to doing what he was doing like he never noticed her.

    Allison: Casey.

    Casey: What, Ali?

    Allison: We need to talk.

    Casey: Start talking.

    Allison: Well can you stop moving and listen to me?

    Casey: Allison, I can do two things at once. You’re wasting time.

    Allison: Fine. I just wanna say that I’m sorry and that I didn’t mean to cheat you.

    Casey stops what he is doing and looks her as if she is crazy.

    Allison: I mean it. I didn’t mean too. I started when you were stressing about all the long hours and papers and you shut me off.

    Casey: So that gives you the right to cheat?

    Allison: No.

    Casey: Because you had just as much work as me, if not more and yet I NEVER cheated on you.

    Allison: I know, but—

    Casey: But, what?

    Allison: (sobbing) I DON’T LOVE HIM! I love you. . .

    Casey: But love isn’t supposed to hurt.

    Allison: I know!

    Casey: Well you hurt me.

    Allison: (wiping away tears) I know! But please . . . please tell me we have another shot.

    Casey: Maybe we do . . .

    Allison’s face lights up with hope. Casey walks over and takes her by the hand. He opens it, dropping his wedding band in it.

    Casey: But not anytime soon.

    On Allison, severely wounded,

    CUT TO




    INT. SNYDER BARN

    Emma is feeding the horses when a Blue Chevy Silverado pulls in beside the barn. Emma puts down the bag of grain and walks

    EXT. OUTSIDE

    where Aaron and Holden both get out the truck.

    Emma: (to Aaron, overjoyed) What are you doing here?!

    Aaron: Well I decided to take you both up on that offer. I’ve decided to move back to Oakdale and help out around the farm.

    Aaron walks around the truck and hugs Emma tightly.

    Emma: You sure?

    Aaron nods “yes.”

    Emma: Well what about your mother and her chemo?

    Aaron: She has Uncle Caleb along with Pete and Jenny, who have both uprooted to Seattle to be near her—just know that
    she pushed me to come here.

    Holden: Now anytime you get ready—

    Aaron: I know, Dad. But I am needed here, and I’ve actually missed Oakdale and the farm.

    Emma: Not too many people say that.

    Holden: (hugging Aaron) I’m just glad that my son is back.

    Emma: Me too. Now this calls for a celebration—a special dinner.

    Aaron: As long as there is some of your famous sweet potato pie. . .

    Emma: Anything you want, baby! Let’s head over to the kitchen now and get started.

    And with three generations of the Snyders arm and arm heading back to the house,

    CUT TO

    EXT. JACK & CARLY

    Parker and Jack walk up to the door, joking. Both are carrying gym bags.

    Parker: Too much for you, old man, huh?

    Jack: Never.

    Jack grabs the door knob and the door opens. Parker and Jack look at each other, confused and look inside to see a book and clothes straddled all over the living room.

    Jack: What the—

    Sound of glasses is heard from the kitchen.

    Jack: (to Parker) Stay here.

    Parker nods. Jack eases around the corners, then

    Jack: Hey!

    JJ puts his arms into the air, dropping everything.

    Jack: JJ!

    JJ: (turning around) Dad!

    Parker joins them in the kitchen.

    Jack: What are you doing home?

    JJ: Umm. . . school’s out, Dad.

    Jack: No it isn’t.

    JJ: Yeah. It is.

    Jack glances over at the calendar with a red circle that reads Friday, May 11, 2012: JJ returns home.

    Jack: Oops.

    JJ: Tell my ham sandwich and glass of milk that.

    Carly (OS): Anybody home?

    Jack: We’re in the kitchen, honey.

    Carly walks into the kitchen and to her surprise, sees JJ. She rushes over, hugging him.

    Carly: Aww, my baby is home.

    JJ: Yep.

    Carly notices the shattered glass, milk, and ham sandwich on the floor.

    Carly: OK. . . what is that?

    Jack: It was my fault. I scared JJ.

    Carly: You scared him.

    Jack: I thought he was a burglar.

    Carly: A burglar? Not my baby!

    JJ grins as Carly and Jack squabble over what he said. Parker, meanwhile, slinks out of the kitchen into

    LIVING ROOM

    where a letter lies on the floor. Being nosy, Parker picks the letter up, which reads:



    Dear Mr. and Mrs. Jack Snyder,


    We are sad to inform you that due to JJ Snyder being a constant problem in class that we have no choice but to expel him from the St. Paul Boy’s Academy. Any further questions, you can reach us at 604-578-9987.
    Sincerely,
    Dean Richard Trudeau
    St. Paul Boy’s Academy
    Monticello, Illinois

    JJ (OS): Hey Parker!

    Parker spins around, yet hides the letter behind his back. He forces a smile on his face to hide what he is doing.

    JJ: Mom and Dad said did you want to go to the Skyview Restaurant to eat tonight?

    Parker: Sure.

    JJ heads back into the kitchen.

    Parker: (to self) Oh JJ, what have you done?

    On Parker in deep thought,

    CUT TO

    INT. FAIRWINDS (FOYER)

    Emily hugs Daniel tightly as Tom, Margo, and Paul watch on. Paul grins at his wife happiness while Tom is uneasy and

    Margo is just sickened by the whole thing.

    Tom: Now you have my number installed on your phone don’t you?

    Daniel: (breaking away from Emily) Yeah.

    Emily: He won’t need to call you seeing as he is here with me.

    Margo: That’s what we are worried about.

    Emily: Whatever, Margo.

    Margo sneers at Emily.

    Daniel: C’mon guys! Don’t make me run back to the boarding school.

    Paul: Right. Now don’t worry about your luggage, some of the help will come and get that for you.

    Daniel: Thanks, Paul.

    Daniel hugs Tom then Margo. I’ll come and stay with you guys next week.

    Tom: Can’t wait.

    Emily: But till then. . . (opening the door) you know the deal.

    Tom exits but Margo isn’t going out with a word or two.

    Margo: (walking out) You know what, Emily, you are a real class A bit—

    Emily slams the door in Margo’s face.

    Emily: So now that they are gone. . .

    Daniel: Mom, why are you so threatened by them?

    Emily: (point to herself) Me?

    Daniel: Yes, you.

    Emily: I am not threatened by them at all. I just hate sharing you.

    Paul: We see that.

    Emily: Well I can’t wait for the help to come and get your suitcases, and no one knows how to fix your room like your
    mommy, so I’ll do it. You just relax here with Paul.

    Emily grabs his luggage and scurries up the stairs.

    Paul: She is a mess.

    Daniel: (snidely) She isn’t the only one.

    On Daniel walking off and Paul feeling the sting of Daniel’s remark,

    CUT TO




    INT. WOAK

    Kim walks into the studio, which is filled with people running amuck doing various things. But it isn’t as tight as ship as Kim
    use to run it. This disturbs her. Suddenly, Ryder comes up and taps her on the shoulder.

    Kim: (nearly jumping out her skin) Oh hey! What are you doing here?

    Ryder: Just taking your advice and seeing what WOAK is all about.

    Kim: You like it so far?

    Ryder: So far, so good. I think that I might be able make this permanent.

    Kim: Well I can put in a good word for you.

    Ryder: Thanks, Aunt Kim but I think that Katie has that covered. I just know that this has to be hard for her to get a new co-host. You know. . .

    Kim: Since Brad died. I know. Have they chem tested you yet?

    Ryder: No. The producer just sort of left me out here to dry.

    Kim: Well who is the producer?

    Ryder: Some guy named Henry Coleman.

    Kim: (bewildered) Henry?!

    Henry comes out the office, frazzled. He approaches Kim and Ryder.

    Henry: Sorry, Ryder. Things are a little backed up. An intern lost a segment for tonight’s news and I don’t know what do. Nice to see you too, Kim, but I gotta run. An intern will be here in a second to hand you an application.

    Henry runs off.

    Kim: What is going on here?

    Ryder: I don’t know but I hope it’s just like this today.

    Kim: I hope so because WOAK never use to be like this when I was in charge.

    Ryder: Maybe you should’ve stayed.

    Kim: Maybe.

    On Kim questioning herself and having second thoughts,

    CUT TO

    INT. FAIRWINDS (FOYER)

    The doorbell rings repeatedly as Emily rushes back down the stairs to answer. She opens it to reveal Meg. Meg pushes
    past Emily into the house.

    Meg: (livid) Where is Paul?

    Emily: He had to run to the office.

    Meg: Then I’ll meet him there.

    Emily grabs Meg by the arm, stopping her.

    Emily: Why do you need to see Paul?

    Meg: I just got wind that Paul decided cancelled my contract with the daycare because he hired a nanny for Eliza.

    Emily: And?

    Meg: I don’t want Eliza to have a nanny!

    Emily: Look, we know what is best for Eliza.

    Meg: Say what?

    Emily: Paul is doing what is best for our daughter.

    This sends Meg over the edge.

    Meg: Our daughter? Last time I checked, you had two boys. You don’t have a daughter with Paul unless Allison has is a seed of Paul’s, which I doubt.

    Emily: I’m sorry.

    Meg: You need to be. Realize that Eliza is MY daughter. Not yours. She is nothing to you.

    Emily: I wouldn’t say all that. . .

    Meg: (stepping in Emily’s face) Emily, don’t push me.

    Emily: It was a simple mistake. I mean Eliza is like a daughter to—

    Meg: DON’T YOU DARE SAY IT! MY DAUGHTER IS NOTHING TO YOU, TRASH!

    Emily is at a loss of word over Meg. Meg tosses her hair, gives Emily one final warning look, and slams the door.

    On Emily nervous,

    CUT TO

    INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (HALLWAY)

    Dusty walks with Lorenzo in his arms, cooing at the baby. He bumps into John.

    John: What are you two doing here?

    Dusty: Another checkup.

    John: Everything alright?

    Dusty: Yep. He has another set of shots he has to take in a few weeks, but he takes them well.

    John: (playing with the baby) Of course he does. (looking at Dusty again) How has Janet been?

    Dusty: Good. Still working at Al’s Diner when she isn’t running behind myself, Lorenzo, and Liberty.

    John: Good. We have to schedule another family night real soon.

    Dusty: We sure do but what are you doing roaming the halls? Don’t you have some paperwork to do?

    John: I do but if things go as planned then I won’t have to worry about paperwork ever again.

    Dusty: What are you talking about?

    John: I offered the position back to Bob.

    Dusty: But he retired.

    John: We had a heart to heart and he realized that he missed the hospital and I realized how much I miss being in surgery.

    Dusty: You two had a heart to heart?

    John: Shocking, huh? But I think that the hatchet is finally buried.

    Dusty: I’m proud of you, John.

    John: That means the world to me. (smiling at Lorenzo) Now let’s head down to the cafeteria and see what we can get for
    this growing boy.

    Dusty: Alright.

    With Dusty and John walking side by side in laughter,

    CUT TO




    EXT. GRAVEYARD

    Kim kneels down, gently placing some flowers on Nancy, Chris, and Dan’s graves. Unknowingly, Bob comes up behind her
    bearing flowers too.

    Bob: Great minds think alike.

    Kim: (noticing Bob) They sure do.

    Bob kneels down with Kim.

    Bob: You came here for some introspection?

    Kim: Yep. Bob, I need to tell you something.

    Bob: So do I.

    Kim: You first.

    Bob: Kim, I miss Oakdale. I miss the hospital. I know you don’t want me to work, but Kim—

    Kim: You miss working?

    Bob: Yeah.

    Kim sighs in relief.

    Kim: So glad to hear you say that.

    Bob: You are?

    Kim: Yes, because I miss WOAK. I stopped by there today and I nearly went into cardiac arrest.

    Bob: That was easy.

    Kim: It was; however, we have to promise that despite our busy schedules that we always find time for not only our family
    but—

    Bob: Ourselves.

    Kim nods and with tears in her eyes, she leans over and passionately kisses Bob. Panning over to Chris, Nancy, and Dan's graves,



    FADE OUT


    THE END




  9. NothinButAttitude
    INT. CARRIAGE HOUSE (DINAH'S)

    Jason lies on the sofa peacefully. All of sudden a pillow bashes him in the head. He jumps up to see Dinah, furious, holding the pillow.

    Jason: What was that for?!
    Dinah: I can't believe you.
    Jason: I know you aren't about to read me the riot act, Dinah.
    Dinah: No. But I am going to save you from yourself. Take it from me, you don't wanna do this, Jason.

    Jason rolls his eyes. He grabs his pillow and blanket and starts to storm off.

    Dinah: (grabbing him) Where are you going?
    Jason: Anywhere but here.
    Dinah: Well you won't get too far.
    Jason: Think again.

    Jason rushes upstairs. On Dinah over it,


    INT. COMPANY

    Kevin sips on a cup of coffee, reading the paper when James comes in. Kevin looks up and sees him. With a deep sigh, he buries his face back into the paper. James takes notice and makes his way over to Kevin,

    James: Where is he?
    Kevin: Who?
    James: Jason.
    Kevin: Not here.
    James: Then tell me where he is.
    Kevin: I don't know where he is! If I did, I sure as h*ll wouldn't tell you. And don't you have better things to worry about? Does Ms. Spaulding ring a bell?
    James: My aunt is fine, but I want to know where your brother is.
    Kevin: For what? So you can get in his face? So you can threaten him? Punch him? You're wasting your time.
    James: He threatened my father--
    Kevin: SO WHAT! Phillip is a big boy and he took it well last night. It's not like he expected Jason to come back to town showering him with hugs and kisses.

    Rick enters. This argument catches his attention.

    James: So you think this is OK? You think it is OK for him go to around and threaten people?
    Kevin: It was an empty threat.
    James: I doubt it. Knowing your family's track record . . .
    Kevin: Oh don't forget, COUSIN, we're related. Now could you just back off?! Give Jason some time and he'll come around. I understand what my brother is feeling. I just know how to let things go. He doesn't.
    James: Then maybe I can help him . . .
    Kevin: Maybe you're the one that needs help, and I should help you.

    Kevin rises up and faces off with James. Rick rushes over, driving a wedge between the two.

    Rick: No! No! No! You guys! Chill out.
    James: I'm going to find to him and let him know no one threatens my dad.
    Rick: James!

    James storms out.

    Kevin plops back down in the seat, livid.

    Rick: You alright?
    Kevin: No!
    Rick: Let me get you--
    Kevin: How about you leave me alone? This problem wouldn't be going on if it wasn't for you and Phillip.

    Kevin goes back to drinking his coffee. On Rick, hurt,

    INT. WSPR

    Blake stands on her going over her notes with a director. Reginald sits behind the news desk getting his makeup done. Beth enter.

    Beth: Blake!
    Blake: (stunned) Beth. Hey. What are you doing here?
    Beth: I came to see you.
    Blake: (to director) Give me a second. (on director exiting) What's up?
    Beth: Your son.
    Blake: Case closed.

    Blake walks off but a determined Beth follows her.

    Beth: You can't ignore me, Blake.
    Blake: Watch me.
    Beth: Blake!

    Blake stops and turns to face Beth. Reginald watches on from a distance.

    Blake: I'm not discussing my son with you of all people.
    Beth: Well he needs to be held accountable for his actions.
    Blake: A threat? A little threat? Does Phillip know you're here?
    Beth: No . . .
    Blake: I thought so. Because Phillip seemed fine last night. But I should expect this from you of all people. Poor little Beth taking things and make them larger than life.
    Beth: Look . . . my family is already underneath enough stress as it is. We don't need more added.
    Blake: My son, a twenty year old, adding stress to all of you? Beth, get a life.
    Beth: Blake, I'm not--
    Reginald (OC): Blake! (approaching them) We need to meet in my dressing room.
    Blake: For what?
    Reginald: To go over the stories we're covering.
    Blake: That's for amateurs. I don't need to go over anything. I already know what I am going say.
    Reginald: (grabbing Blake's arm) Blake, let's go.
    Blake: Unhand me.
    Reginald: (dragging her away, whispering) You'll thank me later.
    Blake: (realizing what he's doing) Oh. OK.

    On Blake and Reginald walking away from Beth

    INT. JESSUP FARM

    We enter on Cassie and Reva mid conversation. Cassie is washing dishes while Reva is sitting at the table with a glass of wine.

    Reva: I couldn't believe it myself.
    Cassie: Well did you guys take a DNA test? You know, to make sure?
    Reva: No need. Pop said he took one years ago when Trista was born just to make sure. She's definitely a Shayne.
    Cassie: (pondering then, back to washing) Rusty is a father. Oh boy . . .
    Reva: Tell me about it. I couldn't believe it myself.
    Cassie: Must be fulfilling for her to finally be able to have a big family that everyone dreams about.
    Reva: (joking) I'm not sure you can put the Shaynes and dream family together.
    Cassie: (laughing) Reva, I'm being honest. (then, seriously) I can sympathize. Wasn't too long ago I was the stray that came into a large family.

    Reva takes notices that this effecting Cassie. She puts down her glass.

    Reva: Cassie, what's going on?
    Cassie: Reva . . . I found it so odd when you came over and told me about Trista. Especially since I've been thinking about finding my paternal father also.
    Reva: What? Why--I mean why now?
    Cassie: To be fulfilled.
    Reva: But you are fulfilled. You have me, Josh, the kids, your kids, Pa, Rusty, Roxie, Johnny--
    Cassie: But I don't know who my father is. And won't be fulfilled myself until I do.
    Reva: But what about Hawk? I mean he is a father to you.
    Cassie: He has been, still is, and always will be. But I still need to know, Reva. There so many other factors too.
    Reva: OK. You want to find your father then I say we do it.
    Cassie: (overwhelmed) Y-you wanna help me?
    Reva: H*ll yeah. We're sisters. Your problem is my problem.

    Cassie puts the plate down on the counter and walks over and hugs Reva.

    INT. BEACON HOTEL (LOBBY)

    Jason enters with his luggage and approaches the desk where Olivia stands sorting the mail.

    Olivia: Can I help you?
    Jason: Yeah. I need a room for awhile.
    Olivia: OK. (checks computer, then) The suites are all booked.
    Jason: That's fine. I just need a room for me.
    Olivia: Alright. How many nights?
    Jason: I don't know -- a week?
    Olivia: $785
    Jason: $785!! Are you crazy?
    Olivia: You do see that this is an upscale hotel.
    Jason: Do you have student discount then?
    Olivia: No. You could always go down the street to the Springfield Inn. I know for a week you'll get a room for week for about $200.
    Jason: Sounds better than here.
    Olivia: Go ahead. You'll enjoy the roommates too.
    Jason: Roommates?
    Olivia: Yes. The roaches and rats.
    Jason: (handing her his card) Here!
    Olivia: Debit or credit.
    Jason: It's a credit card. Can't you read?

    Olivia shoots Jason a look then proceeds with swiping his card. After some time, Olivia looks up with the stink eye.

    Jason: What now?
    Olivia: (handing him his card) It declined.

    Jason sighs and hands her another card. Olivia swipes it, types, waits, then. . .

    Olivia: Declined.
    Jason: What the f- . . . Here. (hands another card) Use this one.
    Olivia: This better work because I have things to do.
    Jason: Just swipe the card.

    Olivia swipes the card then smiles. She hands him a key.

    Olivia: Congrats. (looks at his card) . . . Jason Marler? (hits her) Blake's Jason?
    Jason: (dully) In the flesh.
    Olivia: Oh you have grown.
    Jason: Well did you expect me to stay a child forever?

    Jason takes his card and starts to walk off when,

    James (OC): Hey, Marler!

    Jason turns and is socked in the face. He hits the ground.

    Olivia: Hey! James! (coming from behind the counter) This is not boxing ring!

    Jason gets up, wiping the blood from his nose. He laughs as this amuses him.

    Jason: Nice try, silver spoon, but you hit like a b*tch . . .

    James raises his hand another and Olivia comes between the two.

    Olivia: James! What the h*ll are you doing?
    James: Taking care of business.
    Olivia: Well not in my hotel. I'm calling Phillip!

    Olivia rushes off into her office.

    Jason: Did daddy send you to do his bidding?
    James: Don't threaten my father again.
    Jason: Don't threaten your father? Don't threaten your father?! Your father is lucky I gave him the heads up. Something he didn't give my father.
    James: Give it up. Your father's death was an accident!
    Jason: Accident my a**!

    Jason punches James in the face sending him to the floor. Jason climbs on top of James, hitting him two more times in the face. James, now bloodied, flips Jason off of him and socks Jason in the face.

    Phillip (OC): Hey! Hey!

    Phillip rushes in with Dinah and Kevin behind him.

    Dinah: Stop them!

    Phillip pries the two bloodied young men apart, but not before Jason socks him in the nose.

    Jason: That's was just that first strike, Phillip!

    Olivia comes from the back.

    Olivia: (to Jason) You can't stay here! Nope.
    Jason: I didn't want to stay in this establishment anyways. You ole' wh*re! And you better refund my money or you won't need Lewis Construction to remodel because I'll tear it down for free!

    Olivia gasps.

    Dinah: (shaking Jason) Enough! Get your stuff and go to the car.

    Jason picks up his stuff, then

    Jason: Round one, Spauldings. Remember, I might be a Marler but I'm a Thorpe too.

    Jason exits.

    James: (examining Phillip's face) You alright?
    Phillip: No! You wanna know why?!
    James: Dad, I'm--
    Phillip: I don't wanna hear it! You should've left Jason alone!
    James: He threatened you!
    Phillip: Do you know how many times in my life I've been threatened?! It's not the first and won't be the last! (to Dinah) I'm so sorry.
    DInah: Yeah. So am I.

    Dinah walks off.

    Phillip: Kevin . . .
    Kevin: Save it. Just prepare yourself for the tidal wave you've created.

    Kevin walks off, leaving Phillip to realize that his past actions are now about to have even more consequences, and

    FADE OUT.




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  10. NothinButAttitude
    INT. BAUER KITCHEN

    Open up on Michelle fixing lunches for the kids, and then Danny comes down the stairs.

    Danny: The kids aren’t down here yet?
    Michelle: No. (then) Hope! Robbie! Hurry up!
    Danny: I’m gonna be late if they don’t hurry up.
    Michelle: For what?
    Danny: Michelle, the debate! You don’t remember?
    Michelle: (covering) Oh—oh yeah. It just slipped my mind.
    Danny: OK . . . You’re going to be there, right?
    Michelle: I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
    Danny: Good.

    Danny kisses Michelle on the lips.

    Danny: Tell them I’m in the car.

    Michelle nods. Danny exits.

    Michelle: (irritated) KIDS!

    Hope and Robbie run down the stairs, backpacks and all.

    Michelle: What took you so long!
    Robbie: Hope, hogging the bathroom again.
    Hope: You liar!

    Michelle rubs her head as she in real pain.

    Michelle: I don’t wanna hear it. Just go!

    The kids grab their lunch and head for the door. Hope keeps going; however, Robbie stops, noticing something is wrong.

    Robbie: You alright.
    Michelle: I’m fine. Just go before you make your father late.
    Robbie: OK . . . I love you, Mom.
    Michelle: Umm hmm.

    Wounded by Michelle not returning her love, Robbie exits.

    Michelle: (sighs) I thought they’d never leave.

    Michelle pulls a flask out of her pocket, unscrews it, and has a swig of the gin inside of the flask. She takes a deep breath as this drink soothes her—or so she thinks. . .

    CUT TO

    INT. TOWERS

    J reads the paper while Tom stuffs his face with food. Tom notices J hasn’t touched anything on his plate.

    Tom: You gonna eat that?
    J: (lowering paper) Eat what?
    Tom: (pointing at pancakes) That.
    J: Go ahead.

    Tom takes the pancakes off his plate and starts to eat them.

    J: There is seriously no one hiring in this town. I’m regretting sticking around.
    Tom: I don’t know why you just don’t join Springfield PD. I mean you—
    J: You know what I don’t want to join the force. I don’t why you’d even bring that up!

    Tom notices that J is agitated by his suggestion, and possible hurt. He better ease the pain . . .

    Tom: Sorry.
    J: No. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t’ve snapped on you.
    Tom: It’s fine.

    Alan steps off the elevator and passes them when,

    J: I don’t know if we are going to work in this town. I mean no one is hiring with our qualifications.

    Alan stops dead in his tracks to realize that he may have found two young bucks to assist him. He steps up to them.

    Alan: You two looking for work?
    J: Yeah. Why?
    Alan: Because I just might be hiring . . .

    On Alan smiling (and up to something),

    CUT TO

    EXT/INT. TRAILER

    Dylan enters into the onsite trailer, as Josh looks over the mail.

    Dylan: Morning, Uncle Josh.
    Josh: Morning, Dylan. You’ve seen Reva?
    Dylan: Not yet. You sure she’s isn’t in the hotel with Cassie.
    Josh: No. Just talked to Cassie. She hasn’t seen her either.
    Dylan: She probably overslept.
    Josh: Maybe. I’m just wondering why she’s been allowing the mail to accumulate over time.
    Dylan: Well she can’t be in two places at once. I mean she’s doing secretarial work with us and with the Beacon. Plus Colin—she’s got a handful.
    Josh: You’re right.

    Still going through the mail, Josh reaches a package that reads “FOR JOSHUA LEWIS”. He opens it up to pull out a unmarked CD. A note falls out of the envelope too. Josh unfolds the note that reads “Press Play.”

    Josh: Who sent this?
    Dylan: (looks over) Don’t know. What does the note say?
    Josh: Press play.
    Dylan: You think it was a CD that Reva might’ve burned?
    Josh: Let’s see.

    Josh pops the CD into his computer and presses play. A song starts to play.

    Josh: What is this?
    Dylan: Never heard this song in my life.

    Suddenly, Billy comes in and at the sound of the music, starts dancing.

    Billy: Morning! You guys are jamming in here!
    Josh: Did you send this to me?
    Billy: No. Why would I send you a CD when I have one of those fancy things . . . (searching) What is it called?
    Dylan: An I-Pod?
    Billy: Yeah! But whoever it sent this to you has great taste! The Beach Boys!
    Josh: This is the Beach Boys?
    Billy: Yeah! You don’t remember this song?
    Josh: I’m not a real big Beach Boys fan.
    Billy: Oh. Well you always had sucky taste when it came to music.
    Josh: Ha. Ha. Very funny.

    Josh continues to go through the mail.

    Dylan: Well what’s the name of the song, Dad?
    Billy: Diamond Head, boy! I’mma have to get Billy boy to send you my I-Pod playlist.

    Dylan and Billy laugh, but something doesn’t sit right with Josh.

    Josh: (thought) Diamond Head?!

    The song ends when the computer starts to spark and going into flames.

    Billy: What the—
    Josh: Everybody watch out!

    Josh grabs the extinguisher and puts the flame out. Billy and Dylan let the windows up to let out the smoke.

    Reva (OC): What is going on here?

    Josh turns to see Reva standing in the door.

    Reva: I asked you all a question— (noticing computer) My computer!

    Reva rushes over and examines what use to be her computer.

    Reva: Who did this?
    Josh: (murmurs) You tell me . . .

    On Josh bothered,

    CUT TO





    INT. TRAILER – MOMENTS LATER

    It’s just Josh and Reva sitting in the trailer, alone. Josh sits at his desk, still bothered yet hiding it as he works on blueprints. Reva drops her computer into the trash and turns to Josh.

    Reva: Thanks a lot, Joshua.
    Josh: (still working) I said sorry.
    Reva: Well it’s not like a lot of work is going to get done today.

    Josh ignores her.

    Reva: Joshua!

    Josh spins around to face Reva.

    Josh: What?!
    Reva: What’s wrong with you?!
    Josh: Nothing.
    Reva: Clearly there is something wrong with you.
    Josh: I’m just agitated.
    Reva: I see that.
    Josh: This whole place could’ve burned down if it wasn’t for that crap PC, Reva! I told you get a Mac!
    Reva: Oh don’t blame my computer, or what use to be! You shouldn’t’ve been on my computer!
    Josh: Even if I wasn’t on your computer, it would’ve still caught fire. This trailer could’ve caught fire had we not had a fire extinguisher in here! We could’ve lost blueprints and contracts worth millions. Billy, Dylan, and I could’ve died! And—
    Reva: It would’ve been your fault. No one told you to stick a CD in my PC.

    Josh turns away.

    Josh: Just get a Mac, OK?
    Reva: If I get one, you’re gonna buy it!
    Josh: (waving, dismissing) Fine.

    Reva spins Josh’s chair around, facing her again.

    Reva: Something is wrong, Bud. What is it?
    Josh: (not looking in her eyes) Nothing.

    Reva grabs Josh by the face, forcing him to look in her eyes.

    Reva: Tell me, Bud. What’s wrong?

    CUT TO

    INT. BAUER’S HOUSE (DANNY & MICHELLE ROOM)

    Michelle is passed out on the bed with the flask lying nearby. We hear the door slam from downstairs, as does Michelle.

    Michelle jumps up and looks at the clock. Damn! She’s missed Danny’s rally.

    She rushes grabs the flask and places it back into her pocket before she rushes into the

    INT. BATHROOM

    where Michelle grabs the bottle of mouthwash and gargles then spits to kill the smell of alcohol on her breath. Noticing her eyes are red, she douses water in her face then sticks her head underneath the sink to wet it.

    She turns the shower on for a bit, hot enough to create a fog—as if she’s been doing something. She then snags a towel from nearby and wraps it around her hair.

    Danny then barges into the room, mad.

    Danny: Michelle!

    Michelle peeks out the bathroom.

    Michelle: Baby, I am so sorry.
    Danny: Start explaining.
    Michelle: I got so wrapped up with the electric company, and arguing with them over our bill amount.
    Danny: Why?
    Michelle: It’s too much, Danny! We don’t use that much electricity.
    Danny: But you could’ve done that later on.
    Michelle: Oh no. This matter needed to be handled now!
    Danny: So you’re worried about an electric bill instead of my rally?
    Michelle: No!! I just realized when I got the phone with them that you’re rally started, so I rushed to take a shower, and get ready when— (turning on the tears) Danny, I am so sorry! I’m just so overwhelmed with moving back here and Aunt Meta’s death . . .

    Danny takes Michelle into his arms, holding her tightly.

    Danny: Sshh. It’s fine. I understand.
    Michelle: Trust me . . . I was rushing to get there.
    Danny: It’s just one of many.
    Michelle: I swear! I—
    Danny: (reassuring her) Don’t. You’ll make the next one. OK?

    Michelle nods. Danny kisses her on the forehead. He then sits on the bed and takes off his shoes.

    Michelle: (wiping away tears) It would probably be awkward for me to ask how did it go?
    Danny: No it wouldn’t and it went great. Would’ve been better if you were there. But next time.

    Michelle feels bad, as Danny turns on the

    INSERT – TV

    With a commercial of Doris about to run.

    VOICE: How do you like your mayor?

    A shot of a piece of raw meat.

    VOICE: Do you want a mayor with a mob past? A mob momma?

    A shot of Carmen then a shot of Danny pops up on the screen with a big red X over his face.

    VOICE: Or how about a mayor that is so backwoods that they wouldn’t even know how to spell politics?

    A shot of the Shayne/Lewis clans, photo-shopped to look like hicks. Then a shot of Rusty across with Danny’s with a big black X over his face.

    VOICE: No because you want the best WOMAN for the job—that woman being Doris Wolfe. . .

    Doris walks in the middle with her hands on her hips, tossing her hair with the wind blowing.

    Doris: The baddest b*tch! If you reelect me, the job will get done! Well done! How do you like your mayor?

    A end shot of Doris smiling then taking a bite out of a piece of well-done steak.

    VOICE: This message was paid for by Doris Wolfe and the USDA.

    END OF COMMERCIAL

    On Danny and Michelle speechless,

    CUT TO

    INT. HAWK’S APT

    A knock at the door. Hawk rushes to the door.

    Hawk: Who is it?
    Female Voice: Laurel!

    Hawk opens the door to reveal Laurel Tucker, Trista’s mother.

    ANNOUNCER: The role of Laurel Tucker is being played by Robin Christopher.

    Laurel: Where is she, Hawk? Where is Trista?

    On Hawk surprised to see Laurel,

    CUT TO

    INT. HOSPITAL (SWITZERLAND)

    A pair of designer shoes, worn by a man, enter inside a room and walk up to bed. He sits next to the bed and we reveal John Hu.

    ANNOUNCER: The role of John Hu is being played by Stephen Nichols.

    John: The plan is going accordingly. By the time you come to again, our dynasty will be built. We will rule over the drug game in America like I have in Europe. Sleep tight, my love.

    John leans over to kiss a comatose Carmen on the forehead before he turns and leaves.

    On a slight grin starting to form on Carmen’s face,

    FADE OUT




  11. NothinButAttitude
    EXT. TERRACE

    Rocky stands alone drinking punch as Kevin and Trista come off the dance floor sharing a laugh.

    Trista: That was great! And you had the never to say you couldn't dance.

    Kevin: But I can't.

    Trista: You were fine.

    Rocky: You looked fine to me too.

    Kevin: Thanks, man. I really enjoyed myself.

    Rocky: Only the best for my best friend.

    Rocky turns away looking off into the night.

    Trista: You're not mad are you?

    Rocky: (turning back) Me? No.

    Trista: Something is bothering you. What is it now?

    Rocky: Spaulding boy.

    Both Trista and Kevin toss their arms up in defeat.

    Rocky: What?

    Kevin: Dude, you have to get over James and Daisy being with each other.

    Rocky: This coming from the guy who happens to like Daisy.

    Kevin blushes in embarrassment.

    Trista: If James is bothering you so much then do something about it. Punch him. Sock him.

    Kevin: Trista!

    Trista: What? I don't care. He ticked me off when he demoted me to the advice column. Hmph. Just jealous because he knows that I AM a better writer than he is.

    Kevin: (sadly) At least you're happy with what you're doing.

    Rocky: What is that suppose to mean?

    Kevin: Nothing. Just act like you never heard it.

    Kevin starts to walk inside. Trista gestures Rocky to stop his friends. Rocky dismisses her plea until Trista grabs him by the arm, swinging him up to Kevin.

    Rocky: Come on. Tell what is wrong.

    Kevin: I'm surprised you can't tell what my problem is.

    Trista: If it is about Daisy--

    Kevin: It's not Daisy! It's me! I'm not happy. You guys constantly brag about how fun you are having in college while I am not.

    Trista and Kevin are puzzled by Kevin's confession. Rocky goes to interject when,

    Kevin: I hate my major! I don't wanna be a lawyer. But you know what, I have to be! Why?! Because my mom want me and Jason to be just like my dad. A lawyer. And I hate it. I just hate it! I can never be as passionate about the law as my dad was. Jason, yes. Me, no. I hate law.

    Trista: Then change your major. It's not that hard. People do it all the time. It's part of the college. (laughing) Hell after James demoted me, I might consider changing my major to get away from him.

    Kevin: (irate) It's not the same!

    Trista: I apologize then.

    Kevin: Don't.

    Rocky: Then what is it that you wanna do? What do you wanna be? What major has your passion?

    Kevin: You can't tell?!

    Trista finally gets it as she closely examines Kevin's costume while Rocky is still clueless.

    Rocky: I don't?

    Trista: (overlapping, murmur) A doctor. That's it.

    Rocky: What?

    Trista: A doctor. That is why you were looking the med lab that day I found you. The longing look you had in your face.

    Kevin nods his head.

    Trista: So you wanna be a healer? That's great! Kevin, you should totally do it!

    Kevin: It's not so easy when you have a mother like mine.

    Kevin, tired of it all, drops his face into his hands.



    CUT TO




    INT. POWDER ROOM

    India stands in the mirror fixing her hair when the door gently opens and in comes Alex. An ominous grins is all of a sudden wiped upon India's face.

    India: Why hello, Stepmother dearest.

    Alex: What do you want, India?

    India: Nothing. Can't a girl just say hello to her favorite stepmother?

    Alex: I'm your only stepmother. Get to the point.

    India: Why do you always assume that here is ploy when it comes to me?

    Alex: Because there is. India--

    India: Look, Alex, I'm just being cordial. That is all.

    Alex is doubtful of this and just plays along.

    India: Can't we just get along? For once?

    Alex: Why? India, back then I had no choice to put up with you due to Leo but now--

    India: You have no choice because we have to work together.

    Alex: Work together?

    India: Why yes. Did you not hear?

    Alex: Hear what?

    India: Alan gave me a job at Spaulding.

    Alex: HE DID WHAT?!

    India: Yes. He put me in charge of public relations. He said that I had that "special thing" that will bring publicity to this company.

    Alex paces back and forth, livid by this.

    India: Mommy, dear... you have no choice. I'm not going anywhere. See you at work.

    India closes her clutch purse and walks out the bathroom, very pleased.

    Alex: DAMMIT ALAN!!!

    And on Alex kicking the stall door in sheer anger,



    FADE OUT


    COMING UP ON THE NEXT HALF

    - Daisy suspicions arise
    - Alex give Alan a piece of her mind
    - Trista shares her secret
    - Phillip and Cyrus square off
    - Phillip is poisoned




  12. NothinButAttitude
    INT. BEACON HOTEL - NIGHT - MAIN LOBBY

    Cassie guides the paramedics through the main entrance.

    Cassie: (pointing) The ballroom is in there.

    The paramedics enter into the:

    BALLROOM

    where they rush up to Ed, who is still overlooking Phillip.

    Paramedic #1: How is he, Dr. Bauer?

    Ed: Still faint.

    Paramedics 2 & 3 lift Phillip up and places him on the gurney. A full life face mask is placed on Phillip's face. The paramedics lead Phillip out with the Spaulding/Raines clan (minus Alan) not to far behind.

    Meanwhile, Leah stands off alone, spirit destroyed. Ed takes notices and gently places a hand on her shoulder.

    Ed: Leah...

    Leah: Give it to me.

    Ed: Give you what?

    Leah turns to face Ed with tears in her eyes.

    Leah: Chew me out. Come on. Give me what you got. Hell everyone else is.

    Ed: I didn't come over here to kick when you're down.

    Leah: You might as well. Everyone else is bound too sooner or later. I -- I just can't believe that I was so stupid to fall for it.

    Ed: People make mistakes all the time.

    Leah: Not in assisting a maniac.

    Ed: Come here, pumpkin.

    Ed opens his arms and Leah falls into them, sobbing.

    Leah: He tricked me. He tricked me...


    CUT TO


    INT. BATHROOM STALL

    Alan stands in the stall with a phone to his ear.

    Alan: No, no, no. I need this to go down. I want them dead. You hear me? Nothing less...I DON'T GIVE A DAMN HOW YOU KILL THEM! JUST GET THE JOB DONE!

    Alan ends the call. He is consumed with rage.



    CUT TO




    EXT. MAIN STREET - NIGHT

    Grady charges down empty, open street. Cyrus is not too far behind.

    Cyrus: Grady! Grady, stop!

    Grady: Sorry bro, I can't.

    Cyrus: Grady!

    A round of loud shots ricochet into the night air and Cyrus falls to the ground. Grady turns around to see the flashing lights from a group of cop cars.

    Grady: Cyrus!

    Cyrus breathes his last breath and goes cold.

    Grady: (crying) Cyrus! Cyrus!

    A couple of more rounds go off.

    Grady kneels down quickly and kisses his brother on the head and then fades into the night never to be heard from again...



    FADE OUT






    NOTE: This cast shown is closing doesn't coincide with my cast. Only using the audio.




  13. NothinButAttitude
    INT. SPRINGFIELD UNIVERSITY DORMS - DAY - TRISTA & DAISY

    Trista sits at her desk blasting music while typing up her article. Sitting on the floor next to her is a huge mail sack of letter. Trista occasionally reaches down and grabs an envelope.

    KNOCK! KNOCK! Trista takes off the headphones and opens the door, revealing James Spaulding. The sight of James just irritates her.

    Trista: Now what?

    James: (peeking past her) I was just seeing if you were--

    Trista: Doing the job? Well I am. Unlike you, I complete all my tasks regardless how much I loathe them... and the person that gave them to me.

    James: Come on. Loathe? That's a tad bit too strong.

    Trista: With you? I don't think so. Quite justified if you think about it. But then again I'm sure you don't have think when you're loaded. Someone is bound to do it for you, or you can just buy your way out of it.

    James: Ouch. Good one. I give you that.

    Trista: No I earned it. The only thing you give me is DAMN migraine.

    James laughs. Trista fumes even more.

    Trista: Look, can you leave? I'm trying to finish in time so I can join Rocky and his family for Thanksgiving.

    James: The Coopers?

    Trista: Duh.

    Trista starts to close the door when James pushes his way inside the room.

    Trista: Listen, moron, if you did not know before, boys are not allowed in the girls room after 5 PM.

    James: I just wanna see how you are doing.

    Trista starts to push James out the room.

    Trista: You'll see it when I am done. Until then stay the hell out of my room and my way.

    James: But--

    Trista: Goodbye!!

    Trista slams the door in James face.

    Trista: Dumb ass...

    She locks the door and then goes back to her computer, resuming her work.

    HALLWAY

    James stands on the other side of the door with, basking in his triumph.

    CUT TO:






    INT. HARLEY'S KITCHEN - DAY

    Harley moves rampant through the kitchen opening and closing drawers.

    Harley: Where is it? Where is it?

    Frank watches on as Harley continues to move in a panic.

    Frank: What are you doing?

    Harley: Looking for the paddle attachments for the mixer. I need to make a cake.

    Franks frowns.

    Frank: A cake? You're... making the cake?

    Harley: Of course.

    Frank: But I don't that its necessary. I mean Dad is suppose to be bringing a few cakes over -- I mean there is no need for you to make one too.

    Harley: Frank, what are you saying?

    Frank: Nothing.

    Harley: You are. I can read between the lines. You are indicating that I cannot cook.

    Frank: Come on! I never said that.

    Harley: But that is what you are doing. I have you know that I can make a good chocolate cake dammit!

    Frank: That you can. I always said you can put your mind to anything you want too, but... cooking is not one of them.

    Harley grabs the oven mitt off the counter and tosses it at Frank.

    Harley: Get out! Get out now!

    Frank laughs and head back down the hallway.

    Harley: (laughing) Idiot...

    DISSOLVE INTO:




    http://www.youtube.c...h?v=w_er72QbMpk


    PRESS PLAY


    MONTAGE -- VARIOUS CHARACTERS

    -- INT. BAUER HOME --> Rick and Ed set the table while Holly stands at the stove cooking. Clarissa sits on Kevin's lap in the living room watching TV. Jason sits nearby on a sofa doing schoolwork. Blake goes to the door to open it. It's Mel and Leah. Blake is surprised to see them. Both Mel and Leah look weary to come in. Ed joins Blake at the door and greet the two inside. Leah glances at Rick. He glances back for a second and walks away in disdain. On Leah hurt, ....

    --EXT. CHAMBERLAIN PATIO --> Vanessa and Nola are arguing as usual. Nola places the cranberries the table. Vanessa, disagreeing, picks them up and positions them another way. Nola mouths "Bitch" to Vanessa. Vanessa briskly walks past Nola showing no reaction. Nola stands still biting her lip, angry

    --INT. O'NEILL HOME --> Reva stands at the door greeting Hawk and Rusty. A woman and her young daughter come up behind Rusty. Reva looks at them weirdly. Rusty holds up the woman's hand to reveal a ring. Reva screams in joy and hugs Rusty. It's apparent this is his fiancee. She pushes them inside when Josh, Shayne, with Henry come up. Reva kisses Shayne and Henry and pushes them in. Reva and Josh share a smile as he shows her the pie he made. Jeffrey watches on in the background not too happy.

    --INT. HARLEY'S--> Marina, Lillian, Buzz, and Harley get the food situated. Harley then reveals her cake to them. They all force a smile on their faces as Harley places the cake in the center of the table. Harley exits. Buzz, Marina, and Lillian scramble to get the cake off the table. Meanwhile, Frank, Rocky, Jude, and Zach sit in the living room dressed in matching jersey watching the game. Their team scores a touchdown and they hop up in down in joy.

    --EXT. MAILBOX--> Christina opens up a letter that is from "John Hopkins Medical School." She quickly opens it and reads it. A smile comes across her face and she hops up and down in joy. Then it hits her... What about Remy?

    --INT. SPAULDING HOME--> Alex, Alan, Beth, and Phillip share a drink in the parlor. Alan Michael helps Caroline set the table.

    Caroline: We are missing something... OH! The dressing! I think I left it in the oven! I'll be right back.

    Alan Michael: OK. I got from here.

    As Caroline walks into the kitchen, her watch falls off onto the floor.

    Alan Michael: Wait--

    Alan Michael picks the watch up and scams it closely. Engraved on it is the initials "HB"

    A-M: I've seen this somewhere...

    FLASHBACK -- YEARS AGO

    Alan Michael hands his mom a watch.

    A-M: Happy birthday, Mom.

    Hope tears up at the sight of the watch.

    Hope: It's -- it's so pretty! I'll never take it off! I swear! (hugging her son) I swear!

    END OF FLASHBACK

    A-M: Mom...?

    A-M falls into a daze staring at the watch. All of a sudden Caroline (Hope) reemerges from the kitchen to spot A-M holding the watch.

    Caroline: What are you doing with that?!

    A-M: ...Where did you -- You can't -- Ugh.

    Caroline: Alan Michael -- I --

    A-M tears up. Hope is speechless. Then Alan enters.

    Alan: Hey you two -- (reading their reaction) what is going on?

    And on Hope devastated,




    http://www.youtube.c...h?v=tTSq_-s8JxM

  14. NothinButAttitude
    INT. BEACON HOTEL - NIGHT

    We pick up where we last left off with Phillip consuming the drink. Grady watches on eagerly anticipating the outcome. As Phillip downs the last drop, he falls for the floor, convulsing. Then motionless. Beth lets out a loud scream.

    Beth: Phillip!

    The sight of Phillip sends the crowd into a frenzy.

    Beth kneels down next to Phillip and feels his pulse. It's faint.

    Beth: Mother! Rick! Someone help him.

    Rick and Lillian join Beth next to Phillip. Lillian starts to perform CPR on Phillip while Rick takes a whiff of the glass. Ed emerges from the crowd with his doctor bag in tow.

    Ed: (to Lillian) How is his pulse?

    Lillian: Faint. I've never seen anything like this before.

    Alan watches on numb and destroyed.

    Ed: What happened?

    Beth: I -- I don't know. He was just fighting with Cyrus and then I gave him a drink and he passed out.

    Leah slowly moves over towards Grady.

    Leah: (whispering) What is going on?

    Grady pulls out a little bottle and tosses it to Leah. The bottle reads: THALLIUM.

    Alex: What is wrong with Phillip? Ed, what is wrong with my nephew?

    Alan Michael kneels next to Ed, who is now performing CPR.

    A-M: You need me to do anything?

    Ed: Just keep everyone far back. (to Lillian) How far is the ambulance?

    Lillian: (holding the cell to her ear) They say about two minutes. Hang on, Phillip!

    Alan: (to Ed) You better make sure my son doesn't die or its your head...

    A-M: You need to stop with the threats. He's trying to save Phillip. Now get back.

    Alan: Damn you--

    Alan grabs Alan Michael by the shirt, shaking him.

    Alan: Don't you tell me what to do! I'm your father! You will respect me you little bastard!

    Alex: Enough! Alan, let him go!

    Suddenly, a loud gunshot is heard. Everyone's attention is turned to Grady, now holding a gun.

    Grady: Everyone shut the h*&^ up! Now!

    Rick: Leah, what is your date Erik doing?

    Leah doesn't respond. Grady then rips the mask off to reveal himself.

    Grady: The name is Grady, Doogie Howser.

    Gasps are heard throughout the audience.

    Daisy: Grady!

    Grady: Hello sweetness. Miss me much? But then again, I doubt that. You've been dancing with pretty boy over there.

    Lizzie: But you are -- you're suppose to be--

    Grady: Dead? Sorry, honey. Daddy's plan failed again. But he did give me this.

    Grady pulls his hair up to reveal the grizzly scar.

    James: He's the one that handed me the drink.

    Rick: Leah, what is going on?

    Grady: Payback.

    Alan tries to go for Grady but Grady points the gun at him.

    Grady: Wait a second there, Gramps. I won't hesitate to shoot you of all people. (to Harley and Frank) And you two, get over there with Phillip. I wanna keep an eye on you.

    Frank and Harley eases over near Phillip.

    Frank: Grady, you don't wanna do this.

    Grady: Oh shut up! Don't try that cop talk with me. It ain't gonna work. Plus why would I listen to you? You hated me.

    Cassie: He had good reason.

    Grady: Screw you.

    Daisy: Why? Why, Grady?

    Grady: Why? (losing it) WHY?! That bastard tried to kill me by tossing me over the cliff. That is why. When he found out that I was the one who kidnapped Lizzie, he tossed me over a damn cliff. One thing about it is that he should've been smart and came to check and see if I was dead. But he didn't. Sucks for him though. That thallium I put in his drink if going to kill him for sure.

    Ed: Thallium? Dear God. Where is the ambulance? We need them now. We don't have that much time.

    Rick: You're sick!

    Leah: No he is not! He's did the right thing... and I am glad I helped.

    Rick is shell-shocked. Meanwhile, Mel and Cyrus reenter the room as she holds a cloth to his face, wiping the blood from his mouth.

    Leah: I'd do it again.

    Rick looks at Mel and Cyrus as well.

    Rick: Let me guess, you were in this also?

    Mel: What are you talking about?

    Grady turns around and waves at Mel.

    Mel: Grady?

    Grady: Hello, Mel. Longtime no see -- well for you. But I've been seeing much of you. Thanks for letting me crash at your pad. Well then again you never knew that. So maybe I should thank my brother. Thank you, Cyrus.

    Mel looks at Cyrus for an answer. Cyrus looks away not wanting to look at her, as if he is embarrassed.

    Mel: Cyrus...?

    Remy: I knew it! I knew it! I knew he was up to no good!

    Lizzie: Leah, how could you? My father is your Godfather...

    Leah: (laughs) Godfather? Some Godfather he is then. Especially when he blew my life to hell. My parents had the perfect marriage until this bozo ruined it, and persuaded my idiotic father into helping him escape the country. HE RUINED MY FAMILY! (to Rick) WHY DID YOU HAVE TO HELP HIM?!

    Rick is heartbroken at his plea.

    Kevin: Leah, I -- I can sympathize with you too. He ruined my family too. But you didn't have to do this. I mean revenge isn't the way to go about it.

    Leah: Revenge is the way to go about it. Grady did us all a favor. He killed one part of the evil that hovers over this town. Phillip Spaulding brought hell to us all when he went on that rampage and yet everyone is so easy to sweep it under the rug like its nothing -- nothing at all!

    The sirens grow louder as the come closer.

    Grady: Sorry to have to cut this short but we have places to be, people to meet. So sianara, Springfield.

    Grady grabs Leah by the hand.

    Grady: Ready darling?

    Leah: (a beat to ponder, then) Yes. More than ever.

    Rick: LEAH!

    Mel: You are going nowhere with him!

    Mel breaks the two hands apart. Grady aims the gun at Mel.

    Grady: There ain't no stoppin' us woman. Now I would hate to have to shoot you, Mel. Now move...

    Mel stands in place for a sec and then willingly moves out the way.

    Mel: You can go... but alone. Not with my daughter!

    Leah: Mother, I am grown!

    Mel: I don't give a damn! You aren't going with him.

    Leah: Oh yes I am!

    Mel: No the hell you are not! Girl, I made you and I can break you.

    Leah throws a fit and smacks the punch bowl off the table. It shatters on the floor.

    Leah: Mom, why are you doing this me? I have to go. I am in too deep now.

    Mel: No you are not! He preyed on you. Don't you see that?

    Leah looks at her mother for an answer and then Grady.

    Leah: Not true, right?

    Grady and Leah stare into each others eyes for a period. He then leans over and kisses her on the head.

    Grady: Goodbye, partner.

    Grady flees out the building.

    Cyrus: Grady! Grady!

    Cyrus runs after him.

    Mel: Cyrus!

    Leah: (tearing up) He used me... He used me...

    AND on Leah distraught,



    FADE OUT


    COMING UP ON TGL: THE FINAL HALF:

    - Alan calls in a favor with some shady cops
    - One of the brothers dies via firing squad
    - The other one goes on the run



  16. NothinButAttitude
    INT. BALCONY

    Driven with anger, Alex drags Alan behind her up the stairs. Alan finally breaks away when they reach the balcony.

    Alan: What now?

    Alex: India?! India?! Of all people you put in charge of public relations, you put India in charge!

    Alan is enthusiastic and pleased by Alex's rage. Sort of as if he is high off it.

    Alan: Of course. Who better than India to do public relations?

    Alex: HAVE YOU LOST YOUR DAMN MIND?

    Alan: Now, Sis--

    Alex: Oh don't try too butter me up -- not now! You have revived a monster. And the sad part about is that you never consulted me! I thought we promised that we were going to run Spaulding as a team!

    Alan: Alex--

    Alex: Oh why am I surprised? Why? I mean this is you who I am dealing with -- not someone logical. More tyrannical is what you are. What about Phillip? Have you consulted him?

    Alan: No. This why my decision to better the company. Spaulding Enterprise is suffering dearly and what better way to rejuvenate than by having someone like India helping us.

    Alex: Oh please. That woman is going to drive us into the ground with her incompetence and arrogance.

    Alan: You're being bias.

    Alex: Damn right I am. I can be biased when it comes to India. I know that girl from inside out. She is no good.

    Alan: Deal with it. India is here to stay. She already signed the contract.

    Alex: Then we'll break it.

    Alan: And she'll be able to get a hefty settlement out of this.

    Alex: Good for her. I am glad she'll be happy with that. I'll go give her the good news.

    Alex starts to walk off, but Alan grabs her by the arm stopping her.

    Alan: I'm not going to let you fire India due your prejudice towards her.

    Alex: Alan, stop! This coming from a man who've done every dirty deed there is in the business world trying to teach me morality?

    Alan: She is staying.

    Alex: Fine. But I'll just stage a board meeting to have her removed.

    Alan: And you'll be opening up a can of worms.

    Alex: Good!

    Alex storms off.

    CUT TO

    DAISY

    where she stands next to the punch table. Leah and "Erik" (Grady) approach the table.

    Daisy: Hey Leah. Nice costume.

    Leah: Thanks. Yours is nice too.

    Daisy: And who is the date?

    Leah becomes anxious.

    Leah: Umm -- he --

    Grady: (southern accent) I'm Erik.

    Grady grabs her hand and gently kisses it.

    Daisy: Nice to meet you, Erik.

    Daisy is impressed by him. Leah manages to ease up.

    Erik: Shall we dance, Leah?

    Leah: Yeah.

    Leah nods to Daisy and takes Grady to the dance floor. Daisy watches on smiling for beat until she notices something weird about "Erik." His walk, too familiar to her.

    Daisy: If I did not know any better... (dismissing it) No. It can't be. It just can't be...

    CUT TO

    BACK ON THE TERRACE

    Trista stands alone away from the boys. She is a bit unnerved. The boys look at her in worry.

    Kevin: Your secret?

    Trista: I don't know how to say this, but... my father. He is the reason I came to Springfield.

    Kevin: Your father is in Springfield? I thought your father was dead?

    Trista: I lied.

    Rocky: Do we know him?

    Trista: Indeed.

    Kevin: OK. Well who is he?

    Trista: Rusty Shayne.

    Kevin & Rocky: RUSTY SHAYNE?!

    Trista: Yep.

    Rocky: Wow.

    Trista: That is why I came to Springfield. To find my father -- well his family. I knew he was in Tulsa. But I know that majority of my family is here. I mean what better way to get to know him then through the people that know him best.

    Rocky: So that is why you were so stunned to see him. Why didn't you tell him the truth?

    Trista: Because now is not the time.

    We hear a loud crash (the sound of glass crashing) in the background.

    Rocky: What is going on now?

    The three turn their attention towards the inside

    CUT TO

    DANCE FLOOR

    Phillip has Cyrus jacked up against a wall. Mel, Beth, and Rick try to grab Phillip off. Dancing ceases as everyone has their attention on this situation.

    Mel: What are you doing!

    Phillip: Mel, go away. Me and kangaroo boy have some things to discuss.

    Mel: I'm not going anywhere. You let him go!

    Beth: Phillip! Phillip, what are you doing!

    Phillip: Getting rid of the trash.

    Mel: Phillip, get off of him now! Rick, stop him!

    Rick: Why should I help? I for one support Phillip in beating the pretty boy up.

    Mel: (to Rick) STUPID BASTARD! I'm not the least bit surprised. You're just as deranged and Phillip is.

    Grady and Leah at this time make their way to the front of the crowd. As Grady is about to head over there, Leah stops him.

    Leah: Let me go. You go and prepare for the finale.

    Grady nods and stays while Leah advances to the situation.

    Leah: Mom, what is going on?

    Rick: Leah, get back.

    Leah: How about not. Mr. Spaulding, let Cyrus go now!

    An ominous glimmer in Phillip's eyes takes over. Cyrus grins, knowing he has brought the dark side out of Phillip.

    Cyrus: Come on silver spoon... kill me.

    Lizzie: (O.C) Dad! Stop!

    Mel and Beth continue to try and yank Phillip off. Phillip won't budge.

    Leah: (to Rick) Aren't you gonna stop him?

    Rick just stands there. No emotion. No response.

    Leah: Not the least bit surprised.

    Bill and James walk over and manage to pull Cyrus off. Cyrus dusts himself off. Meanwhile, Beth and Mel run to their respective others, checking them for scars.

    Mel: YOU ANIMALS! You people act like damn savages. What has Cyrus done to you all?

    Phillip: Breathed. He's scum just like his brother. Scum that needs to be rid of.

    Cyrus: You'd know about that, huh?

    Beth: My God you two stop! James, get your father a drink.

    Grady, now standing on the end of the punch table where the punch is located, pours something from a flask into a glass. When James approaches the table, Grady hands him the glass.

    James: Thanks man.

    Grady: No problem. No problem at all...

    James scurries back and hands it off to Beth. Beth hands Phillip the glass but he dismissive of it.

    Phillip: I don't need a damn drink! What I need is a shotgun!

    Alan emerges from amongst the crowd.

    Alan: That can be arranged but not tonight, Son...

    Mel grabs Cyrus and walks off.

    Beth: Here, Phillip! Drink this now!

    Phillip tries to fight her but give in and takes the glass. He guzzles down the poison. From a far, Grady watches on in delight.

    Grady: There you go. Down the poison. Down the poison...



    FADE OUT


    COMING UP
    -The Finale...


  17. NothinButAttitude
    EXT. BEACON HOTEL – NIGHT

    Leah looks as at Rick while searching for an answer.

    Rick: Leah, I asked you who you were talking too?

    Leah: I -- umm… I was talking too—

    The loud rustle of the leaves is heard and then all of a sudden, Grady hops out the bushes dressed in his phantom costume.

    Grady: (in a deep southern accent) I was, Sir. She was talkin' to me.

    Rick is perplexed by the presence of Grady.

    Rick: Do I know you? You look very familiar?

    Leah: NO! You don't know him he is new?

    Rick: (unsure) Are you sure? I've seen him somewhere. I can almost be certain…

    Leah: You have not met him.

    Rick: Oh really…What is your name young man?

    Grady is speechless.

    Leah: Dad! Have you ever heard of introducing yourself first?

    Rick: I'm talking to him, Leah! What is your name, Son?

    Grady: Erik! My name is Erik!

    Rick: Erik. OK. (extending his hand) Nice to meet you, Erik.

    Leah: I'll meet you inside, Erik.

    Grady nods his head understandingly. He scurries on the inside.

    Leah: (agitated) Why did you do that? Why?

    Rick: Do what?

    Leah: Oh so now your oblivious? You just badgered my date.

    Rick: I'm sorry but I just have to know who you're here with.

    Leah: You don't! Last time I checked I was an adult -- meaning I can do anything I please.

    Rick: Now I don't know about that…

    Leah: Leave me alone!

    Leah storms off leaving Rick at a loss.





    CUT TO



    INT. BEACON HOTEL BALLROOM – NIGHT

    Trista advances toward Kevin, who is posted up against the wall sipping punch.

    Trista: Are you ever going to come off that wall?

    Kevin: Why would I? Not like I have anyone to dance with.

    Trista: There's always me.

    Kevin is appreciative of this gesture.

    Kevin: Thanks. But I could not ask you to do that.

    Trista: But you could. I'm offering.

    Kevin: And Rocky is OK with this?

    Trista: He has no choice plus he agrees that I should dance with you.

    Kevin: I don't know…

    Trista: Kevin…

    Kevin sits the glass down on the table as Trista drags him onto the dance floor.

    Kevin: I'm warning you now that I am not a good dancer.

    Trista: Who cares. Let's dance.

    Kevin and Trista begin to dance. Looking on from a far is James slow dancing with Daisy. James looks on longing.

    DREAM SEQUENCE – JAMES' DAYDREAM

    Trista and James are intertwined on the dance floor slow dancing, arm in arm. No else is there but the two of them.

    Trista: Who knew you were romantic, James.

    James: And who knew I would have these feeling for you.

    Trista and James eyes interlock and the two slowly ease in for a kiss and as their lips are about to touch…

    Daisy: (V.O) James…

    END OF SEQUENCE

    James shakes his head coming out the daydream. Daisy looks concerned.

    Daisy: You OK?

    James: (pulling her back closer) Yeah. I'm fine.

    The two start to dance again but James just can't keep his eyes off of Trista.

    ON THE BALCONY

    Phillip is still scopes out the crowd.

    Lizzie: (O.C) Dad, hey you.

    Phillip turns around to see Lizzie and Bill (dressed as Catwoman & Batman) standing behind him.

    Lizzie: Why aren't you dancing?

    Phillip: (chuckles) No reason, sweetheart. I'd just rather stay up here and watch everyone else enjoy. (takes notice of the costume) Nice costume though. A bit risqué but nice.

    Lizzie lassos her whip and hits the floor with it making a loud CRACKLE.

    Lizzie: Thanks, Dad. Now excuse me and Bill while we—

    Phillip: Boogie?

    Lizzie: Eww no. Dance. Dad…(pats him on the back) enough with the old people lingo.

    Phillip: Old people!

    Lizzie and Bill head off laughing.

    Phillip, still laughing goes back to scoping out the crowd.

    Phillip: Old people. That silly daughter of mine…

    Amongst the crowd, Phillip notices something -- someone weird. He and Cyrus, who is dancing with Mel, meet eyes. So tense. So deadly.














    FADE OUT







    COMING UP ON THE GUIDING LIGHT






    - Leah sneaks Grady in as her date & Daisy is suspicious
    - Kevin shares his secret with Trista & Rocky.
    - Alex & India square off over her new position at Spauldings, laying the foundation for a Spaulding civil war.
    - Trista reveals her secret to her two friends as well
    - Rusty squares off a Senator prompting him to make a decision
    - Rusty is shocked...his fiance is here!
    - The Foley Brothers plan to poison Phillip
    - Alan calls in a favor
    - The night ends bad for someone



    KNOW YOUR GUIDING LIGHT: CLASSIC CLIP
    http://www.youtube.c...h?v=fE4yEorY100


  18. NothinButAttitude
    INT. REVA'S KITCHEN

    Reva stands at the sink washing dishes. She is deep in thought, replaying the conversation over and over from the other day.

    Hawk's voice: She is a Shayne. Your mother and I knew. . . Your mother and I knew. . . Your mother and I knew. . .

    Reva: Oh, Pop. What have you done. If Rusty ever finds out, all hell will break loose.

    Marah (OS) : Mom, What are you talking about?

    Reva nearly jumps out of her skin at the sound of Marah's voice. Marah walks over to Reva, putting her arm on her, comforting her.

    Marah: You OK?

    Reva: (laughing it off) I am fine. I should be asking you if you are OK. Are you?

    Marah: Do we have to talk about me?

    Reva: No but you do need to talk to someone -- a professional. Maybe I should schedule you some appointments with a therapist?

    Marah: MOM!

    Reva: Marah, it won't hurt for you to talk to someone.

    Tears start to form in Marah's eyes. She is starting to unravel.

    Marah: Mom. . . I-I don't know if I can go back to the place. The thought of hundreds of pounds of snow covering over me. The thought of Sam, oh Sam!

    Reva holds Marah tightly, coddling her. Marah sobs in her chest.

    Reva: Baby, don't you worry. Momma is here.

    Marah: (wiping away her tears) I know but you can't protect me from her.

    Reva: Her?

    Marah: Olivia.

    Reva: What has that old carpet munching bitch done now?

    Marah is stunned by what her mother just said.

    Reva: Yes, I called her a carpet munching bitch. Now what has she done now?

    Marah: Mom. . .

    Reva: Well she eats Natalia's carpet, so what. Now what has she done now?

    Marah: Nothing. I just don't know if I can face her.

    Reva: Screw her. I understand her loss but you are at a loss too. You lost a friend -- a friend that gave up his life to save yours. He just happened to be Sam.

    Marah: You make it sound so bad when you put it like that.

    Reva: But it is true. Sam would not want you moping around and he sure as hell would not want Olivia seeking vengeance on his behalf and she knows it.

    Marah: True.

    Reva: I know it is true. That's what happens when you become a pescatarian. You become mad. She needs some beef.

    Marah: (shocked yet laughing) Mom!

    Reva and Marah share a laugh when we hear:

    Cassie (OS): (while entering) Knock! Knock!

    Reva: C'mon in here girl.

    Cassie joins them in the kitchen.

    Cassie: I didn't interrupt anything did I?

    Marah: Oh no. Just me and Mom having a heart to heart.

    Cassie: Well I actually came over to see you.

    Marah: Me?

    Cassie: Yep. I know you are down in the dumps but you need something to do. . .

    Reva: (jokingly) Or someone. . .

    Cassie pops Reva on the shoulder.

    Cassie: No seriously. You need to get those creative juices flowing, and what better way to do so than helping me redecorate.

    Marah: (taken back) Decorate? You want me to redecorate, what? The farm?

    Cassie: Not exactly. The Beacon Hotel to be exact.

    Marah: Oh no.

    Cassie: Oh yes!

    Reva: I think it is a great idea!

    Marah: Umm hello! Olivia!

    Cassie: And?

    Marah: She is part owner of the Beacon too.

    Cassie: OK and we both agreed that we needed the Beacon needed to be redone along with the new wings we just added, and who better than you?

    Reva: Does Olivia know?

    Cassie: (hesitantly) . . . No.

    Marah: Great.

    Cassie: She can't fire you. She put me in charge of the renovation since she is so busy with other matters.

    Marah: Like devising my demise.

    Reva: Look at it like this, Marah, if you are in close quarters with her then it gives you a heads up with what she is "planning."

    Cassie: True. And I'll be there along with Reva, our new manager.

    Reva: Exactly and if she tries anything, I'll bust that bitch across the head with a 2x4.

    Cassie: So on that note... (pulling a bottle of wine out her purse) Let's have a toast.

    Marah: This early?

    Reva: Girl, hush and grab a glass. She got that good bubbly.

    On the Shayne women cracking up,

    CUT TO






    INT. OLIVIA'S OFFICE AT THE BEACON HOTEL

    Olivia sits at her desk, very emotional, glancing at a pic of Sam.

    Olivia: Oh Sam. . .

    Tears stream down her cheeks.

    Olivia: Why did you do it? Why did God take you? Why did he spare that trash, Marah? (slamming down the pic) I always knew I hated that little bitch.

    Olivia gets up and looks window at the view of the city.




    Olivia: Oh Marah, you little slore (a slut + a whore = a slore for those who don't know ). . . If you think I will ever forget what you did to my brother then you have another thing coming. Just gotta figure out a way to stick it to you.

    KNOCK! KNOCK!

    Olivia: Come in.

    Enters Dylan bearing blueprints. The sight of Dylan makes a smile come across Oliva's face like the cat that ate a canary.

    CUT TO




    SPAULDING MANOR




    INT. ALEX'S ROOM

    Alexandra lies straddled across the bed in a robe. She munches on a bowel of strawberries in the process, watching Gone With the Wind.

    Alex: Oh Scarlett, screw Rhett! You don't need a man!

    Alan enters.

    Alan: No wonder why don't have a man. And put some clothes on.

    Alex: Last time I checked, this was my domain. My room--

    Alan: MY HOUSE.

    Alex: Correction, OUR HOUSE.

    Alan: Whatever. (slamming files on her bed) You did not tell me about Petrenoyva deal, Alex.

    Alex: Why should I?

    Alan: You are doing this because I brought India on as the head of the Spaulding Foundation.

    Alex: Maybe.

    Alan: OK but you knew that, that deal was mine, right?

    Alex: Well look at it as a favor.

    Alan: How about I don't.

    Alex: Listen here, Alan. I thought we were suppose to be co-CEOs. I thought that we were over the power struggle. I thought that you said we would consult each other before making final decisions.

    Alan: So this is about India?!

    Alex: HELL YEAH. You know I don't care for her. Why did you bring her and that daughter of hers on.

    Alan: Because she needed a job and she did run the foundation well for years.

    Alex: Oh yes, Alan, and we shall see how well it goes. You, once again putting an uzi in a psycho's hand. Let's see how it goes this time.

    Alan: We will. Along with some major changes at Spaulding.

    Alex's head snaps back at Alan, not grasping what he is implying.

    Alan: I think that it is time that I take over as the permanent CEO.

    Alex: Over my dead body.

    Alan: So tempting.

    Alex: See I tried to be nice but now I guess I am going to have to take the gloves off with you, baby brother. I guess we are going to have to take it back to the boardroom again. I wonder what Phillip's ex-wives are up to?

    Alan: Ha ha. Very funny. I doubt you'll have the votes this time.

    Alex: I'm sure I will let's have a run down, shall we? Harley will never vote with you.

    Alan: Meh.

    Alex: Blake will vote in unison with Harley.

    Alan: She was always an idiot.

    Alex: Then there is Mindy. . .

    Alan: Who is back on good terms with Phillip. She and Beth will vote with me if Phillip follows suit.

    Alex: But that won't happen. Because I have Nick's proxy in the company and I am allowed to vote for my son, seeing as he is out of the country at the moment. Oh and Alan Michael hates you, so he'll vote for me.

    Alan: My son and I are getting back on good terms.

    Alex: Who are kidding? Alan Michael is only speaking to you because of Caroline.

    Alan: That woman works wonders. . .

    Alex: Doesn't matter because I'll just bring up Phillip and him being your favorite and that'll sway Alan Michael in my direction.

    Alan: He's just one. James will vote with me.

    Alex: Maybe. But I have Lizzie.

    Alan's face drop.

    Alex: Yep. Lizzie will vote with me as she does 99.9% of the time. And Bill hates you so he wouldn't dare let her vote with you. He'll use his portion of the stock to vote in favor, and her voting with me will wreck shop for you. Phillip nor Beth would dare vote against Lizzie. They'll vote in unison after she puts those puppy dog eyes on them. Then Phillip will strong arm James into following suit too -- a new car is what he'll bribe him with. So what does that leave you with? -- Oh yeah, you'll lose Mindy too in that process. So all you'll have is India's vote. Oh and Amanda because she was an idiot and gave you her proxy. And don't forget our half, the Tamerlains. Vicky will vote with me seeing as you treated her like a dog when she was in Springfield. Anyone else?

    Alan snatches the file off the bed and storms out the room. Alex burst into a hearty laughter.

    Alex: Bye, bye, Alan! (lying on the bed) Now where was I. . .

    Alex goes back to watching TV.

    Alan, lingers outside her door, livid in deep thought.

    Alan: (deep thought) I gotta find a way to get Lizzie to vote for me or better yet, convince Bill. Or even worse, remove both obstacles -- both Alex and Lizzie.

    On Alan, pleased with what he has come up with,


    THE END




  19. NothinButAttitude
    FADE IN:

    INT. MEL'S BEDROOM - DAY

    Mel lies in fetal position amongst the darkness. She is still -- emotionless. Meanwhile, Leah bangs on the door repeatedly.

    Leah: Mom! I know you are in there. Let me in. Please. Come on...

    Leah breaks down and props her head on the door.

    Leah: Mom, please... I'm so, so sorry...

    The doorbell then rings. Leah staggers down the stairs to the door. She opens it and reveals Remy, Clayton, Christina, and Felicia.

    Leah: (wiping away the tears) Grandma and Grandpa? Uncle Remy? Christina? What are you all doing here?

    Felicia: We came to see how you and your mother is doing.

    Leah: I'm fine. It's Mom I'm worried about.

    Felicia: How is she?

    Leah: Still locked in the room. She won't come out. She hasn't eaten for days. I'm worried.

    Christina: Poor Mel...

    Clayton kisses Leah on the forehead and then continues past her up the stairs.

    Felicia: Clayton? What are you doing?

    Clayton: Saving our daughter. That is what I am doing.

    Felicia: Clayton--

    Clayton: No, Felicia. She is a Boudreau. She needs to get it together and now!

    Felicia: Clayton! She just lost someone dear to her!

    Remy: Yeah. A criminal. She shouldn't be surprised it ended like this.

    Christina: Remy!!

    Christina socks him in the arm.

    Remy: Well it's the truth.

    Felicia: You better not go up there, Clayton, acting like a fool.

    Clayton: I don't wanna hear it.

    Clayton continues up the stairs while Felicia still calls out:

    Felicia: Clayton! Clayton! Dammit, Clayton! (to Remy) Go and stop him.

    Remy: Mom--

    Felicia: NOW!!

    Remy is does as he is told and runs up the stairs. He makes his way down the end of the hallway where he spots Clayton beating on the door.

    Clayton: Mel, this is your father! I want you to open this door at once!

    No answer.

    Clayton: Mel! Open this door now!

    Now answer.

    Remy: Dad, enough. Come on.

    Clayton: No. I am not going anywhere. I am the father and I want this door opened now...

    Remy: Dad, maybe she wants to be left alone.

    Clayton: Remy, when you have children then you can tell them what to do. Till then, buzz off. (to Mel) I WILL BREAK THIS DOOR DOWN, MEL IF YOU DON'T OPEN IT NOW!

    Remy clutches his lips together, holding back his words. Footsteps are then heard coming up the stairs. It's Harley and Blake.

    Harley: Clayton, maybe we can help.

    Clayton: I doubt that I am her father.

    Felicia: (O.C) Clayton, get down here now and let Harley and Blake speak with her! NOW!

    Clayton: Fine. I'm going to give you ten minutes to talk to her and if she does not open that door by then I'm going to come up and burst the door down. Got it?

    Blake: Ten minutes then.

    Clayton and Remy descend down the stairs.

    Blake gently knocks on the door.

    Blake: Mel... Please come and open the door.

    Harley: Watch out.

    Blake: What?

    Harley slides Blake out the way and pulls a card out of her pocket. She slides the card into the latch and the open slowly opens to reveal Mel still lying on the bed in a daze.

    Blake: Oh God.

    Harley and Blake enter the room. Harley gently closes the door behind her. The two then join Mel on the bed.

    Blake reaches out to touch Mel and then stops, second guessing herself. But this is her friend. Blake starts to stroke her hair.

    Blake: Mel, I understand what you are going through. I really do.

    Harley: (grabbing Mel's hand) Me too.

    Blake: And we aren't going anywhere until you talk to us.

    Harley: And you know when Blake says something she means it.

    Blake and Harley chortle until they notice Mel isn't reciprocating.

    Blake: Remember when I lost Ross and I shut myself off. You bugged me until I came around. You felt so guilty because Rick was your husband and you had part of the blame. I cherished every day you came to sit me.

    Harley: And you did the same with me when Gus died.

    Tears stream down Mel's face as she tries to fight them.

    Harley: I may not have approved of you and Cyrus being that he and I parted ways badly but I never questioned his love for you and vice versa.

    Blake: I guess we all assumed that he was just using you.

    Mel: He was... He kept Grady being alive from me.

    Harley: And I agree. Him keeping that from all of us was wrong, but their bond was always so strong. Mel, you knew that.

    Mel: I did. I just don't get how he could not have trusted me with, Grady. I mean we could've taken legal actions to get him off. And now Grady is gone not be found while Cyrus is lying in the ground dead. STUPID BASTARD!

    Harley and Blake tear up at the pain coming from Mel.

    Mel: I never knew that losing something would be so HARD. I thought when Rick and I separated was hard but this so hard! I still see Rick. I will NEVER see Cyrus again.

    Blake: Don't say that. There is always--

    Mel: The afterlife. I know, I know. But that could be years from now. And whose to say I'll even see him then.

    Harley: Then you should keep faith alive that you will.

    Mel: I can't do this. I can't do this! How am I suppose to worry about Leah and this baby?! How?!

    Harley and Blake are stunned.

    Blake: ...Baby?

    Mel: (laughing through her tears) Open the top drawer, Harley.

    Harley opens the drawer and pulls out a pregnancy test. Harley glances at it and smiles.

    Harley: You're pregnant?

    Mel: Yep.

    Blake: Oh my God!! Oh we so have start planning for this baby!

    Harley: I know! The shower, paints and stencils for the room...

    Mel: I'm not going have it.

    Blake and Harley: WHAT?

    Mel: I said I am not going to have it. I'm getting an abortion. No need in bringing this child into the world only to suffer. The father is dead, and he father was looked down upon, I cannot put a baby through this.

    Blake: Mel!

    Mel: No, Blake! I don't have time. Plus I have Leah's accessory charge to worry about -- I don't have time for a baby. I don't.

    Harley: And have you asked the rest of your family how they feel?

    Mel: No. They'll never know. You guys are the only ones who are going to know also.

    Harley: Mel, that is not right.

    Mel: So what. It's my baby, my body. I'll do whatever the hell I want. And you two are going to keep quiet out of respect. Got it?

    Suddenly Leah peeks her head into the room.

    Leah: Mom... is it OK to come in?

    Mel: Yeah. (wipes tears) Tell everyone to come on in.

    Everyone comes in one by one. Mel gets up and hugs her family members. She shoot a look of warning at Harley and Blake.

    And on Harley and Blake feeling guilty,



    FADE OUT


    COMING UP ON THE THANKSGIVING EPISODE
    -The town gets together to celebrate Thanksgiving
    -Rocky and Trista admit their feelings and James is not too pleased
    -Nola & Quint are surprised to see their son, Anthony J and nephew, Tom in town
    -J & Tom have ties to someone in Springfield
    -Rick learns of Mel's secret
    -Caroline is exposed
    -Hawk & Reva learn the truth about Trista



  20. NothinButAttitude
    INT. REVA'S LIVING ROOM

    Reva, holding Colin, and Trista sit on the sofa in silence. Reva is somewhat still befuddled over the news she just received.

    Trista: Look, I wanted to ease into the situation and not just pop declaring that I am a Shayne.

    Reva: I understand but how?

    Trista: Through sex. I mean how else--

    Reva: No. I mean how do you know that you are Rusty's child for sure?

    Trista digs into her satchel bag and pulls out a tattered photo album. She hands it to Reva. Reva opens the photo album to the portion that she has bookmarked. On that marked page lies a photo of Rusty and Trista's mother, Laurel. Both have that late 80s, early 90s hair that will make you cringe.

    Trista: I stumbled upon it years ago. My mom had it hidden in the attic. I guess she didn't want me to find it anytime soon and start asking questions.

    Reva: So I am suppose to assume that you are my niece because of a photo of your mom and brother?

    Trista: Yes but no. I just want you to be open to the possiblity that I might be a Shayne.

    Reva: Look, honey... There is no way. You've said that you were born and raised in Atlanta. My brother has never lived in Atlanta. After he left Springfield back in '89 he went back to Tulsa. And I don't remember my brother mentioning a Laurel to me.

    Trista: How would you know? Weren't you declared "dead" in 1990?

    Reva sits on the thought.

    Reva: You are right.

    Trista: And what brother tells his sister all his escapades?

    Reva: True.

    Trista: Mrs. O'Neill --

    Reva: Call me, Reva. Maybe Aunt Reva, eventually.

    A slight smile comes over Trista's face.

    Reva: Anyone else knows about this?

    The doorbell rings.

    Reva: Hold that thought.

    Reva hands Colin over to Trista and goes and answers the door.

    Reva (O.S.): Hey, Pop!

    Hawk (O.S): Hey, Sister -- (running into the living room discovering Trista) Am I interrupting something?

    Reva reenters standing behind Hawk.

    Reva: I think we need to have a chat...

    Hawk: About what?

    Trista: Maybe I should go...

    Reva: No, sweetheart. It's better if you are here.

    Hawk: Reva, girl, what are you going on about?

    Reva: Trista seems to think that Rusty might be her father.

    Hawk: What do you mean think? She is.

    Reva: She is?!

    Trista (overlapping): I am?!

    Hawk: Why yes.

    Reva: You knew?!

    Hawk: Yep. So did Sarah. Her mother, Laurel, went to school at OSU getting her master's degree in medicine. Nice, bright girl. They dated for about a year, and she breathed new life into him -- the life he so desperately needed after Rose died. He met her at the Dirty PussyCat, where she stripping at. Too nice of a girl to be a stripper but she did it to put herself through college. The two somewhat drifted apart after your death, Sister. Rusty was so grief stricken that he kept to himself. She understood his situation and gave him space, but realized she was pregnant. She came and told Sarah and I that she was pregnant with Rusty's child and even got a DNA to show that she was compatible with me even though we knew the child was no one else's.

    Reva: But why didn't you tell, Rusty?

    Hawk: He was so wrapped up in his career that Laurel just thought it was best to leave him alone. She left Tulsa, had Trista, and finished her schooling at --

    Trista: At Emory.

    Hawk: Yep. Sarah and I would check in every Christmas, birthday, and Thanksgiving, send money all the time. Laurel would send us pictures and cards that Trista made for us.

    Trista & Reva: Huh?

    Hawk: The cards that you use to make for Auntie and Uncle O'Neal -- the presents that you got from us every Christmas and Birthday -- that was me and your Grandmother, my child.

    And on Trista verklempt

    CUT TO



    INT. TOWERS RESTARAUNT

    Blake and Clarissa sit at the table glancing over the menu when Kevin drags himself over to the table and plops down. Blake looks up from the menu, noticing her son down in the depths.

    Blake: Kevin? Honey, are you alright?

    Kevin (coming to): Huh? Oh yeah. I'm fine...

    Blake: You sure?

    Kevin: I said I was OK.

    Blake: Alright. (on a tangent, gleefully) But all will be well soon when you win the award that the college established in your father's name. I'm gonna be so proud. Your father would be too.

    Kevin (mumbles): I'm sure he would...

    Clarissa interjects diverting the conversation:

    Clarissa: Oh, Mom!

    Blake: What?

    Clarissa: You have lipstick on your teeth.

    Blake: I do?

    Clarissa: Yep.

    Blake goes for her fork, and Clarissa grabs her by the hand.

    Clarissa: Mom, not at the table! That's trashy. People will think you were raised by animals.

    Blake (joking): I was. My father was a viper.

    Clarissa: Well you need to go to the bathroom and get it off.

    Blake (laughs): Alright, alright. I'll be right back. Go ahead and order. I want the usual. Oh and order the usual for your grandmother as well. She'll be joining us.

    Clarissa: OK!

    Blake walks off. Clarissa looks at Kevin, who is studying the menu.

    Clarissa: Still haven't told, Mom, have you?

    Kevin (looking up, lost): What are you talking about?

    Clarissa: Let's see, you moping around, the medical magazines you hide under your mattress along with the Playboy mags, and your F- papers that you crumble up and trash --

    Kevin gasps.

    Kevin: What the hell?!

    Clarissa: C'mon now. If you are going to get rid of your failing papers then actually take the time to shred them.

    Kevin (holding back): Clarissa...

    Clarissa: Look, why don't you tell the truth? You want to study medicine. It's not a crime.

    Kevin: And why don't you stay in your place and worry about thing that a 12 year old should worry about!

    Clarissa: Like what?

    Kevin: Like padded or unpadded.

    Clarissa gasps, covering her chest, and

    CUT TO

    INT. ALAN MICHAEL'S OFFICE

    Holly: Hope? What are you saying?

    Hope: I'm saying that I don't want to be Hope Bauer anymore! She is DEAD.

    Holly goes for the door when Hope grabs her by the arm.

    Holly (eyeing Hope): Let me go.

    Hope: I can't. (panicking) I can't. Holly, please.

    Holly: I can't keep this from Ed.

    Hope: It wouldn't be the first time.

    Holly: But there won't be another.

    A-M: Enough!

    Holly and Hope look over at a pissed off Alan Michael.

    A-M: You wanna be Caroline then be her because you are not my mother. My mother NEVER lied. She was a drunk and over protective but she was NEVER a liar.

    Hope takes this in, wounded.

    A-M: Just know that it is going to come out and when it does, I'm gonna sit back and watch. YOU SELFISH BITCH!

    Off a reflex, Hope smacks Alan Michael in the face. Holly gasps. Alan Michael wipes the blood off his busted lip. This amuses him.

    A-M: The truth hurts, huh?

    Alan Michael snatches the door open and storms out. And on Hope, a total wreck...


    THE END




  21. NothinButAttitude
    INT. BEACON HOTEL - NIGHT - BALLROOM

    Alan and Phillip stand on the balcony overlooking everyone below dancing, conversing, just plain enjoying themselves. Phillip is dressed up as Centurion and Alan, George Washington.

    Phillip: It was a great idea to throw this party, Dad.

    Alan: Thanks, Son. Been awhile since Springfield has thrown such a party like this.

    Caroline (dressed up as Burlesque dancer) forms a wedge in between Alan and Phillip.

    Caroline: Sorry, Mr. Spaulding but I have something that came for Mr. Phillip.

    Caroline hands Phillip an envelope that reads: READ ALONE.

    Alan: Who is that from?

    Phillip: Don't know. No return address.

    Alan takes the envelope and is about to open it when Phillip takes it back.

    Phillip: Dad, it's for me. And it says READ ALONE. Meaning for me, not for you.

    Caroline chortles but Alan looks side eyes, reprimanding her to stop.

    Phillip: Dad, ease up. Go and dance with Caroline.

    Caroline: (joyous) Well that sound great!

    Alan: I don't--

    Caroline drags Alan off to dance.

    Phillip, now alone, opens up the envelope to pull out a letter. The letter (in red ink) reads: "TONITE IS THE NIGHT...THE ENDING OF YOU..."

    Phillip places the letter in his pocket and agitated, scopes the room out.

    ON THE DANCE FLOOR

    Caroline finally drags him there and the two start to get down. Nearby is Trista (dressed as Scarlett O'Hara) and Rocky (as Rhett Butler) dancing.

    Rocky: Are you OK? I mean the way you were when you saw Mr. Shayne.

    Trista: I said I'm fine.

    Rocky: You sure?

    Trista: Positive. Guess I was just upset about the article still.

    Rocky: Well you shouldn't let Spaulding boy get to you.

    Rocky gazes over at James (dressed as Marc Antony) and Daisy (dressed as Cleopatra) dancing close.

    Rocky: What does my niece see in him? Why is she even here with him?

    Trista: Why are you so fixated on what they are doing? I thought I was your date for the evening?

    Rocky: You are.

    Trista: Then shouldn't your attention be on me?

    Rocky looks at Trista lovingly.

    Rocky: It should be. I apologize.

    Trista: Good.

    Rocky: But--

    Trista: But what? What now?

    Rocky: Kevin. Kevin is who I wanted Daisy to come with. I just wish he would've had the balls to ask her.

    Trista: You know he is shy. As a matter of fact, where is Kevin?

    Rocky points across the room to Kevin (dressed as a surgeon), who stands up against the wall alone looking out at everyone.

    Trista: Poor Kevin. Maybe I should ask him to dance.

    Rocky: Maybe you should. But just ONE. You're my date.

    Trista dances away from Rocky.

    Trista: And you know it. Be right back.

    Trista heads off towards Kevin.

    Meanwhile, Mel and Cyrus come down the stairs arm in arm dressed up as the Monster of Frankenstein and his Bride.

    DJ: (on mic) Now entering, Mel Boudreau and her date, Cyrus Foley.

    Mel gleams at the sound of the applause from the crowd.

    Cyrus: Nice crowd tonight, eh?

    Mel: I say.

    Mel and Cyrus reach the final step met by Christina and Remy.

    Mel: Remy!

    Remy: Hey big sis. (coldly) Foley.

    Cyrus: Remy. And hello to you too, Christina.

    Christina: Thanks. You guys look great.

    Mel: So do you -- (confused) how are you two suppose to be?

    Christina: Ike and Tina! Duh, Mel.

    Mel: Oh my. How cliche.

    Remy: I agree. I would've rather been Whitney and Bobby.

    Mel is stunned by this.

    Cyrus: I happen to like them.

    Christina: Thanks. Despite the fact that Ike was a woman beater, he gave the world a precious gift...(spins around) TINA TURNER BABY!!

    Mel: (to herself) Jesus take the wheel...

    Remy: What was that, Mel?

    Mel: I said I need a drink.

    Mel chases after the waiter, who has just wandered by.

    For a beat, there is an awkward silence between Remy and Cyrus.

    Cyrus: So...

    Remy: Have you seen, Leah?

    Cyrus: She was right behind us outside, but I think she met up with some of her friends outside.

    Remy: Oh. Well maybe I'll get to see her before the night is over.


    CUT TO


    EXT. BEACON HOTEL - NIGHT

    Leah, dressed up as Christine (Phantom of the Opera), sneaks over to a bush nearby the entrance. She tosses the bag she is carrying into the bushes.

    Grady: (O.S) Ouch.

    Leah: (whispering) Sorry.

    We hear the sound of the bag unzipping.

    Leah: So -- do you like it?

    Grady: What the hell is this?

    Leah: It's Erik.

    Grady: Who?

    Leah: (moans) Erik. From Phantom of the Opera. Don't tell me you've never read it before.

    Grady: No. Did you forget that I grew up in an orphanage.

    Leah: So what. Many astute people were orphans.

    Grady: OK. But, the orphanage I grew up in was POOR! We didn't get books. Hell they didn't even care about schooling.

    Leah: My bad. I'll give you a copy of it before you leave after tonight.

    Grady: (sarcastically) Great...can't wait to read it.

    Leah: Listen you--

    A touches Leah on the shoulder. She screams out and turns around to spot her father, Rick standing behind her dressed as Charlie Chaplin.

    Rick: Leah, who are you talking too?

    And on Leah searching for an answer:




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    COMING UP TODAY'S EPISODE

    - Phillip grows uneasy about the letter
    - Leah sneaks Grady in as her date & Daisy is suspicious
    - Kevin shares his secret with Trista & Rocky.
    - Trista reveals her secret to her two friends as well
    - Rusty squares off a Senator prompting him to make a decision
    - Rusty is shocked...his fiance is here!
    - James wishes he was here with Trista
    - The Foley Brothers plan to poison Phillip
    - India shocks Alex when she reveals the new position Alan has given her at Spauldings.
    - Alex wants full control of Spaulding Enterprises and nothing less.
    - Alan calls in a favor
    - The night ends bad for someone...in a blood bath!

  22. NothinButAttitude
    INT. OLIVIA’S ROOM

    Olivia rolls out of bed and draws the blinds to window, bringing in a surge of sunlight. She walks over to her vanity where she plops down and has a seat, examining herself in the mirror.

    Suddenly, in the mirror splits (in Olivia’s mind), showing her Id (primitive side), which looks very sluttish, and her superego (moralistic side), which looks very natural and maternal, looking back at her.

    Olivia: What the fu— (rubbing her eyes) Am I going insane?

    Superego: No, but you keep down this path you will.

    Id: (tuts) Oh please.

    Superego: Olivia, you know what you’re doing is wrong. Deep down you know that Sam’s death was an accident. He chose to save Marah and risk his life. You giving a hard time is disrespecting him.

    Olivia takes this food for thought, but noticing this, Id jumps in.

    Id: (to Superego) Shut up! (to Olivia) Don’t listen. That little tramp is flaunting around town like her stuff don’t stank. She planned the trip. She invited Sam. She is the reason he was there.

    Superego: Not true!

    Id: Yes it is! You know it is too, Olivia.

    Olivia: I cannot believe that I am sitting here talking to myself.

    Id: Believe it and believe that Marah does not give a damn about you or your brother. How has she respected your wishes? Has she stayed away from you like you asked? No!

    Superego: Well Springfield isn’t that big. . .

    Id: It’s big enough for her to find work elsewhere. And don’t forget that this is the same little twerp that tried to break you and Josh up all those years ago. Remember that? You remember how she disrespected you.

    Olivia: True.

    Superego: Olivia, that was years ago.

    Id: Yep, but a leopard never changes his spots. That little witch is probably grinning at the fact that she is lived and your brother died.

    Superego: Olivia, listen to me, you will only hurt yourself if you go on trying to punish Marah.

    Id: She’s right.

    Olivia: Huh?!

    Superego: (overlapping) Huh?!

    Id: She is right about you going on to punish Marah the way that you have.

    Superego: (unsure) I am? (thinking for a sec, then gloating) I am.

    Id: I think you should switch your approach. Let her keep the job.

    Superego: See, Id, I knew I’d rub off on you eventually.

    Id: Oh b*tch please. (to Olivia) Keep your enemies closer, Olivia. You keep that little tramp close and then you slit her throat when she least expects it.

    Olivia smiles at the sound of this plan.

    Superego: Olivia!

    Olivia: Shut up! (to Id) You know what, I like your style.

    Superego: Olivia! Don’t do it.

    Olivia gets up and walks away.

    Superego: Olivia! Olivia! Sam would disapprove— (to Id) I hope you are happy.

    Id: Sure am.

    On Id pleased with herself and Id shaking her head, disapproving,

    CUT TO

    INT. DISTRICT ATTORNEY’S OFFICE

    Jeffrey sits at his desk with Doris sitting across from. We come in mid-convo:

    Doris: What are the updates on the Foley case?

    Jeffrey: None. Grady Foley is still on the run.

    Doris: And what about the Bauer girl?
    Jeffrey: Leah?

    Doris: Yep.

    Jeffrey: We’re still working on what to charge her with.

    Doris: Aiding and abetting . . . accessory to an attempted murder. Shall I go on?

    Jeffrey: That’s a bit harsh, Doris.

    Doris: I don’t care. Phillip Spaulding almost died because she helped Grady Foley.

    Jeffrey: But you can clearly see she had no idea that he was going to poison Phillip.

    Doris: If looking innocent is the measuring stick to get people off then Springfield would be filled with crazies on the streets, who tried the same thing.

    Jeffrey: Doris, I—

    KNOCK! KNOCK!

    Reva opens the door, peeking in.

    Reva: Oops. Am I interrupting?

    Doris: I was just leaving. (looking at Reva) Don’t wanna spill anything to my competition’s sister. (to Jeffrey) Get it done. I won’t settle for less.

    Doris brushes past Reva, exiting. Reva comes in, closing the door. She looks at Jeffrey, who is now stressed.

    Reva: What now?

    Jeffrey: Nothing.

    Reva: Fine. But I was just stopping by to see if you wanted to meet up for lunch?

    Jeffrey: Sure. What time and where?

    Reva: I guess we can eat at Towers but I gotta check with Josh when lunch is. I’m working with him today.

    Jeffrey rolls his eyes.

    Reva: Really, Jeffrey? Are we still on this?

    Jeffrey: Yeah we are.

    Reva: Why are you so mad? If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were threatened.

    Jeffrey: Should I?

    On Reva amused,





    INT. DISTRICT ATTORNEY’S OFFICE

    Picking up where we left off:

    Jeffrey: Should I?

    Reva: You tell me.

    Jeffrey: I don’t know why you have work with him when you have a good job as a manager at the Beacon.

    Reva: Where I’d still have to interact with Joshua.

    Jeffrey: But not as much.

    Reva: Actually I still would. Plus, you fail to realize that we do have two kids together.

    Jeffrey: Who are grown.

    Reva: I find this interesting that you are whining about this, but do I ever whine about you and Olivia talking? Do I?

    Jeffrey: No but Olivia and I don’t have history of reuniting time after time.

    Reva: So you think I took this job to reunite with Joshua? Because if that is what you think then you are SO wrong. If I wanted Josh, I could have him and I would be with him as we speak. But who I am here with? Who?!

    Jeffrey: Me.

    Reva: Exactly.

    Jeffrey: I’m sorry.

    Reva: I’m sure you are, but it is starting to get old.

    Reva exits leaving Jeffrey with egg on his face

    CUT TO

    EXT. PARK

    Trista and Hawk walk through the park tossing sunflower seeds to the pigeons in the park.

    Trista: I still can’t believe that you knew all this time and didn’t say anything.

    Hawk: Because I knew you’d come out and say something eventually.

    Trista: But have you thought of how my dad is going to take it?

    Hawk: (stopping) It has been running through my mind for years.

    Trista: How is he going to take it?

    Hawk: Knowing my son, he is going to flip his lid.

    Trista: Well I don’t want to get you in trouble.

    Hawk: Oh I can handle it. Wouldn’t be the first time he was mad at me. Don’t worry about me, sweet pea. Everything will work out just fine. Trust me. Now c’mon.

    Hawk wraps his arm around and he is Trista continue on through the park.

    CUT TO

    INT. MARLER KITCHEN

    Blake, Clarissa, and Kevin carry groceries in. Kevin and Clarissa sit their bags down and head out to get some more while Blake stays behind, unloading them.

    Blake opens the freezer and places some groceries into the freezer. She closes the door and jumps at the sight of other son, JASON.

    Blake: Jason!

    Jason: Hey, Mom. Aren’t you gonna hug me?

    Blake takes her son and squeezes him tightly, then pulls away.

    Blake: What are you—when did you get here?

    Jason: Earlier but I stopped by the station and saw Grandma. She drove me home and let me in.
    Clarissa (OS): Mom, Kevin— (entering kitchen) Jason!

    Kevin: (behind her) Bro?

    Jason: Hey everyone.

    On Jason smiling,

    CUT TO

    INT. HOSPITAL

    Mel waits outside Dr. Kirkpatrick’s door when Leah walks out bearing papers. Mel stands up.

    Mel: So how did it go?

    Mel and Leah start down the corridor.

    Leah: Fine. We talked about you, me, and my hatred for Dad.

    Mel: That’s good. I really hope that this helps. This might also help with the case too.

    Leah: How so?

    Mel: Well Dr. Kirkpatrick can testify on your behalf about your relationship with your father, how Grady preyed on you, and how it resulted in you assisting him. You were irrational and—

    Leah: Mom, enough. I really don’t want to get into it.

    Mel: It is a little too late for you to clam up now. We have a case coming up and real soon.

    Leah stops and faces off with Mel.

    Leah: This would’ve never happened if you never hooked up with Cyrus.

    Mel: Don’t blame this on me!

    Leah: If you and Dad would’ve never broken up then this would’ve never happened. I would not be going to court, I wouldn’t hate Dad, and you wouldn’t be pregnant with Cyrus’s baby!

    Mel: How do you know!

    Leah: Next time you take a pregnancy test, get rid of the evidence better.

    Leah walks off leaving Mel embarrassed.

    CUT TO

    INT. COMPANY

    Christina looks at her watch, waiting patiently for Remy. Remy then enters, advancing towards her.

    Remy: (going in to kiss her) Hey baby.

    Christina halts the kiss. Remy is thrown off by this.

    Christina: Sit.

    Remy sits.

    Remy: What is going on?

    Christina produces a letter from her purse and hands it to Remy. Remy reads the letter and his face lights up.

    Remy: You were accepted at John Hopkins? This is great!

    Christina: Sure is and I accepted my slot. Question is, are you coming with me?

    Remy: But my family is here and this whole ordeal with Leah. . .

    Christina: Then I guess that solves it. I’m leaving tonight.

    Remy: Chris, that is not fair. You are just sitting this on me now, and expect a decision?

    Christina: You know that I always wanted to go to John Hopkins.

    Remy: Yeah but—

    Christina: You’ve made your decision and I respect it.

    Christina kisses Remy on cheek.

    Christina: It’s been real fun.

    Christina exits, leaving Remy clueless as to what just went down.

    CUT TO

    INT. SPAULDING ENTERPRISES (ALAN’S OFFICE)

    Alan sits at his desk looking at an application thoroughly. Sitting across from him is a young man named Brandon, dressed professionally. He waits patiently (yet anxious) for Alan to say something. Then Alan looks up,

    Alan: So, Brandon Reed, you went to Harvard for business?

    Brandon: Yes, Sir.

    Alan: Mmm hmm. . .

    Brandon: I have you know that I graduate Magna Cum-Laude.

    Alan: I can read. You have it on your resume.

    Brandon starts to slump in his seat as he feels that he might have just blown a once in a lifetime shot at working with his idol, Alan Spaulding.

    Alan: Congratulations.

    Brandon sits back up.

    Brandon: Huh?

    Alan: (extending his hand) Welcome to Spaulding.

    Brandon: A-Are you serious? You mean it? I got the job?

    Alan: Yes. However, I see you have potential to be a very savvy business man one day.

    Brandon: That means the world coming from you.

    Alan smiles.

    Alan: That is why I have to ask you do something for me. . .

    Brandon: I’ll do it. I’ll do anything.

    Alan: I need you to help me bring down my sister, Alexandra, and bring her down for good.

    On Brandon contemplating then a devious grin wiping across his hand as he takes Alan’s hand, shaking it

    CUT TO

    INT. CHAMBERLAIN MANOR (LIVING ROOM)

    Nola is curled up on the sofa wiping tears from her eyes as she watches To Kill a Mockingbird on the TV. The credits start to scroll across the screen

    Nola: (sniveling uncontrollably) That damn Gregory Peck gets me every single time. If only they made movies and shows with powerful messages like they use too. (wiping away tears) Now everything is about sex and violence. . . (sighs) How I miss the old times.

    Nola takes the remote and aims it at the TV, shutting it off. The silence that she once had is now ruined with J and Quint coming down the stairs, arguing. Nola implants her face into her palms, so over it.

    J: (entering the room) Dad, trust me—I don’t want to stick around. If I could, I would flee Springfield as fast as I can.

    Quint: (tailing him) Then why don’t you?

    J: Because I choose not to run. Something you had a history of doing all your life.

    Nola jumps up driving a wedge between her husband and son.

    Nola: OK. What now?

    J: He’s nagging me about what I am going to do next.

    Quint: I’m just want him to do something other than lie around and sulk. How about going rejoining the police squad—Springfield Police Department. I could call Frank, and—

    J: (snapping back) NO! Now stay out of my damn business. When I make my next move, you’ll know!

    J rams into Quinton as he exits. Nola gazes at Quinton, shaken at what he said.

    Nola: Do you realize what you just said? Do you realize how sensitive it is for you to keep bringing up his old life to him?! The loss he—we suffered. . .

    Nola is on the verge of crying again when Quinton eases in and grabs his wife holding her tightly in a comforting embrace.

    Quint: (deeply remorseful) Nola. . .

    Nola: Quinton, give him time. You have to realize that he is a man that lost everything not too long ago.

    Unknowingly, J stands outside the room listening in to what is going on. With him fighting back tears and furious,

    CUT TO

    INT. WSPR (HOLLY’S OFFICE)

    Holly, Dinah, and Vanessa stand in the doorway talking to each other.

    Holly: You sure about this, Vanessa?

    Dinah: Yeah, Mom. You sure you wanna go back Spaulding with Alan?

    Vanessa: I do. I actually miss it.

    Holly: Just know that the door is ALWAYS open for you to come back to WSPR. I mean it.

    Vanessa is touched by Holly’s invitation.

    Vanessa: Thanks.

    Holly: No problem.

    Holly looks past Dinah and Vanessa to see Reginald easing down the hall. He is very attractive and knows it but he also possesses a slimy side that makes him a tad bit unbalanced—he is that anchor that is willing do anything to get the story.

    Holly: Excuse me, ladies, our new anchor is here.

    Dinah and Vanessa look at Reginald, who comes up shaking Holly’s hand firmly.

    Vanessa: (to Dinah) He’s attractive.

    Dinah: I’m with Shayne, Mom.

    Vanessa: I know but that has never stopped you before.

    Dinah shoots a look at Vanessa, who looks back at her grinning. Meanwhile, Holly, with Reginald, rejoins them.

    Holly: Dinah, this is your co-anchor, Reginald. Reginald, this is Dinah and her mother, Vanessa.

    Reginald: Nice to meet both of you. Hmm. . . . Dinah? Like Dinah Shore?

    Dinah: (shaking his hand) I hope I can achieve the success she has achieved in the media.

    Reginald: With me by your side, you will.

    Reginald smiles at Dinah, still shaking her hand, while eyeing her down seductively.
    Dinah removes her hand from the uncomfortable situation.

    Reginald: Isn’t there another anchor?

    Holly: Yes, my daughter, Blake.

    Blake (OS): Who happens to be standing behind you. . .

    Everyone turns to see Blake standing behind them, dressed like a little sex-pot in her business suit that is showing cleavage and legs.

    Dinah: You do realize that this is not a strip club, Blake?

    Blake: Oh Dinah, green does not look good on you.

    Dinah: Neither does that outfit.

    Blake ignores her and steps in front her, facing Reginald.

    Blake: (shaking his hand) I’m Blake.

    Reginald: (eyeing her voluptuous body for a second, then) Oh, I’m Reginald.

    Blake definitely likes what she sees. Holly notices this and,

    Holly: OK. Time for you all to head to makeup.

    Blake: God knows Dinah could use a miracle before the camera comes on.

    Dinah flicks Blake “the bird.”

    Vanessa: On that note, I need to head to Spauldings for the board meeting.

    Reginald: You work for Spaulding Enterprises?

    Vanessa: Why yes.

    Reginald: Perfect. We might need you one day if we decide to a piece on local businessmen and women or a piece on Alan Spaulding.

    Vanessa: Well I’d be honored for the first suggestion. You wouldn’t need me for the second piece as Dinah and Blake have enough to give you what you’d be looking for. (to Dinah, kissing her) Good luck. (to Blake) You too. (to Holly) I’ll see you around.

    On Vanessa exiting,

    CUT TO

    INT. SPRINGFIELD POLICE DEPT (FRANK OFFICE)

    A shot of a police badge that reads Det. Harley Cooper, we pull back to show Harley thrilled over the sight of holding her badge in her hand.

    Frank: You sure that you are ready to come back?

    Harley: More than ready.

    Frank: Good because we missed you.

    Harley: I missed you all too. I just can’t wait to get back on the streets of Springfield.

    Frank: Alright, Baretta.

    Harley: Very funny.

    Harley places her badge in her pocket and grabs her holster with gun off Frank’s desk, putting it on.

    Frank: How are the boys taking it?

    Harley: Me being back?

    Frank nods.

    Harley: They seem fine by it. I think that they are still just glad to be home.

    Harley’s phone beeps. She looks at it.

    Harley: Oops.

    Frank: You’re already busy?

    Harley: No. I just forgot that I was supposed to stop by Cassie’s to pick up Zach’s soccer gear that he left over there.

    Frank: How is she doing?

    Harley: Fine. I mean she’s been busy with the upcoming reopening of the Beacon and dealing with Olivia and Edmund. . .

    Frank: Edmund?

    CUT TO

    INT. JESSUP FARM (KITCHEN)

    Cassie rushes over to the door to let Edmund, bearing flowers, in and signals for him to be quiet as she is on the phone.

    Cassie: (on phone) I looked at the designs that you sent me for website and I was hoping for something more interactive—something that allows the guest to look at their room before the book it. You know what I mean.

    Edmund grabs a vase out the cabinet and places the flowers inside of it. He then turns (standing by the counter) and watches Cassie at work, smiling.

    Cassie: That’s fine. Just send the designs to me as soon as possible. . . OK. Thank you. . . Bye.

    Cassie hangs up the phone and turns to Edmund.

    Cassie: What are you doing here?

    Edmund: I came to see my favorite ex-wife.

    Cassie: I thought that Beth occupied that position?

    Edmund: She wishes.

    Cassie laughs.

    Cassie: But really, what do you want, Edmund?

    Edmund: Your hand in marriage again.

    Cassie: Well that’ll never happen again.

    Edmund: Then what about a business proposition?

    Cassie: Like?

    Edmund: Allowing me to buy into the Beacon as a partial owner.

    Cassie: No way in h*ll.

    CUT TO

    EXT. ED’S HOUSE (PATIO)

    Danny walks up smiling as Michelle and Ed relax drinking lemonade.

    Danny: Good news. I just placed my hat into the bid for town mayor.

    Ed: Again? That’s phenomenal.

    Danny: I did it once and won, I guess that I could do it again.

    Michelle: Great! At least you don’t have to worry about me screwing up your campaign like last time.

    Danny: Michelle, that’s in the past.

    Michelle: I know.

    Danny: I feel that if we are going to stay in Springfield then I want this place to be safe for Robbie and Hope.

    Ed: Well I think you are the man who could get it done. I just hate that you are running against Rusty.

    Michelle: . . .and Doris.

    Ed: Well her too.

    Ed pours Danny a glass of lemonade and hands it to him.

    Ed: (raising his glass) To the future Mayor of Springfield!

    Danny: Cheers.

    As Danny and Ed celebrate, Michelle eases into the house and down the hall into the

    INT. BATHROOM

    where she flicks on the light, looking at herself in the mirror. All these thoughts of Meta and her family members starts to plague her as she falls to the floor in fetal position bursting into tears.

    CUT TO

    INT. OUTSKIRTS BAR

    Lizzie comes rushing in screaming joyfully and hugging her friend, Tierra, tightly.

    Lizzie: Tierra! Oh my God! I haven’t seen you in years!

    Tierra: I know right.

    Lizzie: When I heard that you were coming back home, I had was thrilled.

    Tierra: Well I got a table for us.

    Lizzie and Tierra walk over to their table that has a pitcher filled with margarita in it. The grab a glass and pour themselves a drink.

    Lizzie: I can’t stay for too long. I have a board meeting at Spaulding in a few.

    Tierra: Lizzie Spaulding, look at you! A businesswoman?! I would’ve never. . .

    Lizzie: Neither did I.

    Tierra: I just hope I land this job today.

    Lizzie: Where?

    Tierra: The Springfield Journal.

    Lizzie: (stops sipping her drink) Really?

    Tierra: Yep.

    Lizzie: Today might be your lucky day as my uncle, Alan Michael is GM of both the Journal and WSPR with Holly Reade, a good family friend. I could put in a good word with you.

    Tierra: I couldn’t ask you to do that.

    Lizzie: It’s already settled. I’ll do it once I leave here.

    Dorrie comes sashaying into the bar donning designer clothes from head to toe. She notices Lizzie and waves. Lizzie moans.

    Tierra: Who is she?

    Lizzie: A piece of trash.

    Dorrie advances over the table to cause trouble.

    Dorrie: Lizzie, aren’t you going to invite me to have drinks?

    Lizzie: No.

    Tierra: There is enough—
    Lizzie drives her elbow into Tierra’s side.

    Lizzie: You’ll have to get your own drink—that is if you can afford it.

    Dorrie: That’s no problem. (digging in her purse to reveal Alan’s credit card) Your grandfather is taking care of the tab for me.

    Lizzie’s jaw drops.

    Dorrie: Now if you’ll excuse me.

    Dorrie tosses her hair and walks off.

    Lizzie: That little bit—

    Dorrie heads into the bar and bumps into Dinah.

    Dorrie: Dinah?

    Dinah studies Dorrie’s face for a sec, then

    Dinah: Dorrie, is that you?

    Dorrie: In the flesh.

    Dinah hugs Dorrie.

    Dinah: When did you get back in town?

    Dorrie: A while back. I went back to Europe to sever some ties and I am here for the long haul.

    Dinah: So where are you staying?

    Dorrie: With the Spauldings.

    Dinah looks past Dorrie at Lizzie, who is watching on in a blind rage.

    Dinah: I can tell they don’t like you.

    Dorrie: Who cares. Alan likes me.

    Dinah: You just better remember that Alan is snake.

    Dorrie: And my mother is the mongoose.

    Dinah: True. Let’s have a drink before I have to head back to the station.
    Dorrie: Sure. I’ll pay or Alan will.

    Dinah: Then I’ll have the most expensive drink on the menu.

    Dorrie and Dinah laugh as Lizzie continues to watch on.

    Lizzie: How could Dinah be associated with her? (thinking about it) Never mind. This is Dinah we are talking about.

    Tierra: Who is she?

    Lizzie: Dinah? Oh my sister-in-law that hates me and vice versa.

    Tierra: That’s nice.

    Remy, a wreck, drags himself into the bar. Tierra notices him.

    Tierra: (nudging Lizzie) Hey! Isn’t that Remy Boudreau from high school?

    Lizzie: Yeah, why?

    Tierra: No reason.

    On Tierra liking what she sees before her,

    CUT TO

    INT. SPAULDING ENTERPRISES (ALEX’S OFFICE)

    Alan: (entering her office) Alexandra, it is about that—

    Alan notices Alex straddled across the floor, passed out. The telephone dangles down from the desk, beside her.

    Alan: (kneeling down) Alex? (shaking her) Alex! (calling out) Someone call 911!

    Beth peeks her head into the office.

    Beth: Alan, what is—(noticing Alex) Oh my God!!

    Alan: Call 911! Quick!

    Beth nods and rushes down the hall.

    On Alex lying motionless,



    FADE OUT


    THE END





    COMING UP ON TGL:


    - The past comes back to haunt the three candidates: Rusty, Danny, and Doris


    - Olivia's plan hits her where it hurts the most


    - Edmund brings Mallet's sister, Julie to town as a distraction


    - Jeffrey still feels threatened by Josh's presence in Reva's life


    - Tom and J get a job. . . with Alan!


    - Marah finds love in the most unlikely place


    - Love is all around for the youngsters


    - Mallet and Dinah are drawn back together when Dinah gets a stalker


    - Lara's friend (Shayne's ex/Edmund's daughter), Mackenzie comes to town obssessed with Shayne and hates Marina


    - Blake learns Kevin's secret and is not happy


    - Alex gets disturbing news


    - Trista's paternity comes out and her mother Laurel comes to town


    - Rick is attracted to Laurel


    - Mel's pregnancy is revealed and the verdict is in for Leah


    - One cousin falls for another cousin's wife


    - Michelle falls victim of the Bauer curse


    - Caroline's identity is blown


    - Two childhood friends fall into bed together, thus creating a scandal


    - Pilar returns at the hands of Dorrie to cause trouble for Lizzie


    - Brandon has a secret. . . he's a Tamerlain! He wants what is his.


    - Dorrie learns Brandon's secrets and immediately sinks her hooks into him


    - A Tierra/Brandon/Dorrie/Remy quad creates drama


    - Carmen awakens from her coma and wreaks havoc for Danny and Edmund


    - After Trista's reveal, Cassie decides it is time to find her biological dad, hurting Hawk


    - Carmen brings the mob back to Springfield and mob friends


    - John Hu, a friend of Carmen's, has many ties to Springfield


    - The Diamondhead Organization is after Josh again


    - A drunken night results in Billy finding the woman of his dreams


    - A Springfield denizen has falls victim to DID


    - The Marler boys apples have not fallen too far the tree. Kevin is apple is from Ross' tree but Jason is from Roger's tree


    - Jason wants Phillip's head on a silver platter


    - Springfield has a serial killer on the loose


    - Someone is hiding a secret as to who they are tied too and Rita is at the center


    - Annie's sister and niece come to town and they are just as dangerous as she is


  23. NothinButAttitude
    INT. SPAULDING LIVING ROOM

    Phillip, Lizzie, Beth, James, Alan Michael, Bill, India, Dorrie, and Alan enter tossing their belongings off to the side. They all slump onto the various chairs, still stricken with concern for Alex.

    Beth: Do you all know when visiting hours begin tomorrow?
    A-M: Some time around 8 AM.
    Beth: Thanks. I'll go visit Alex after the board meeting.
    Alan: (becoming alert) Board meeting?
    Phillip: Yeah. The one we were supposed to have today? I postponed it till tomorrow.
    Alan: For what? Alex is out of commission, so I should resume full control of Spaulding until she gets better.
    Phillip: Not so fast, Dad. There is still myself and Alan Michael--
    A-M: I don't want anything to do with Spaulding. Dad and I are finally on the same page and I wanna keep it that way. You're on your own, brother. Dad, have fun. You have my vote.
    Alan: (touched) Thanks son.

    Phillip watches on as this touching moment takes place in disbelief.

    Phillip: We can't decide who is running the company right here! The board has to decide. . .
    A-M: Well I want no part of Spaulding. I'm just fine at WSPR and the Springfield Journal.
    Alan: Well that's two votes.
    Beth: Well my vote is for Phillip.
    Alan: (flippant) As if that came as a surprise. . .
    India: And my vote is Alan!
    Lizzie: What are you talking about, you don't have a vote.
    Phillip: Actually she does.
    Lizzie: What?!
    Alan: You can blame your father for that. He and Alan Michael had a clause in their marriages giving their exes a substantial amount of stock in the company.
    Lizzie: Then I vote for my father!

    Everyone looks at James, who is in his own world. He then notices the piercing looks, resembling a pack of hyenas circling their prey.

    Lizzie: You're vote?
    James: Then I vote for you.
    Alan: What?!
    Lizzie: (overlapping) Me?!
    James: Yeah, you. Dad and Alan Michael ran the company when they were your age, so why can't you?
    Bill: I second that.
    Lizzie: (baffled) You guys can't be serious.
    Alan: Clearly they can't be.

    Phillip sits back and examines this ordeal in deep thought, then

    Phillip: I third that decision.
    Everyone: Huh?
    Phillip: I support Lizzie being interim Co-CEO of Spaulding for the time being, and every vote cast for me will go to her.
    Alan: You can't do that!!
    Phillip: (smiling proudly) I just did. I think that this is the right time for Lizzie.
    Alan: Well what about the other board members?!
    Phillip: I seriously doubt that any of them will vote in your favor, Dad. Plus, you'll still be a Co-CEO unless you want to make the vote be for full CEO.

    Alan, looking cross, sits back in the sofa with his arms crossed.

    Lizzie: (emotional) Thanks, Dad. (to Alan) And I hope I can learn a lot from you for the time being.

    Alan gets up and storms off.

    Lizzie: . . .Or not.
    India: (awkwardly) So. . . does that mean I can still run the Spaulding foundation and do PR for the company?
    Lizzie: (getting up) For the time being. (walking off) Until I catch you screwing up and you're fired.
    Bill: Goodnight, everyone.
    Beth: Night.

    Bill follows Lizzie as they exit.

    India: Well I better get some rest too.
    Beth: You better because your days are numbered.

    India turns her head up and walks up with Dorrie tagging behind her. The two pass by Caroline (Hope), who enter the room with a plate of cookies.

    Caroline: Anyone hungry?
    A-M: Not anymore.

    Caroline is wounded by dig but does her best not to show it.

    Phillip: I wouldn't mind a few.

    Caroline walks over and holds the plate out to Phillip, who grabs a few. He takes a bite and is pleased with what he has just eaten.

    Phillip: Taste good. I haven't had cookies like this since your Aunt Meta, Alan Michael. Tastes like her cookies.

    Caroline contains herself as she almost looses it.

    A-M: (getting up) I can't.
    Phillip: Where are you going?
    A-M: To call Lucy and let her know what has happened to Susan and Nick. I'll see you all in the morning. (at Caroline, coldly) Well hopefully some of you.

    Alan Michael exits. Then Phillip gets up and grabs his coat.

    Beth: Where are you going?
    Phillip: To grab a late order from Company. James, call and make the order and get me the usual. Order whatever you guys like.
    Beth: Then I am coming with you.
    Phillip: Beth, not this time. I need some time alone.

    Phillip exits. On Beth, hurt a bit,

    CUT TO

    INT. COMPANY

    A few minutes late, Phillip enters and heads to the counter where Daisy is standing.

    Phillip: Hey you!
    Daisy: Hey. Your order should be done shortly.
    Phillip: Take your time.

    Phillip turns away for a second to scope the room out, but notices Kevin and Jason passing by about to exit.

    Phillip: (stopping them) Hey, Kevin. And welcome home, Jason.
    Jason: What?
    Phillip: I said welcome home.
    Kevin: (speeding up convo, trying to push Jason out the door) Thank, Phillip. So nice to see you.
    Jason: (jerking free) You're being condescending.
    Phillip: (perplexed) What are you talking about?
    Jason: You think I've forgotten that you killed my dad?

    Phillip is stunned by this. Kevin goes to drag Jason out again but Jason pushes him off of him.

    Jason: You killed my father and you got off scots-free but you won't get off that easily. You've forgotten who I am!
    Phillip: Jason, calm down. Let's sit down and. . .
    Jason: I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU! (with venom) Not ever. . .

    Buzz and Rocky come from the back to see what is going on--Phillip and Jason facing off.

    Phillip: You're making a spectacle, Jason.
    Kevin: Yeah, you are!
    Jason: Shut up, Kevin! (to Phillip) And you, you can't tell me a damn thing. You murderer. My father is dead because of you and you're sidekick! Dead!

    Mel and Leah, who happen to be sitting nearby, watch on.

    Mel: I better call Blake. . .
    Leah: For what?! What he is saying is all true. They did call their father and he should be angry. Don't you all see it.
    Mel: Leah!

    Becoming too much, Leah gets up and storms towards the bathroom. Mel chases after her.

    Jason: You see that? You see how everyone is affected by your stupid actions?!

    Phillip eyes well up with tears as he realizes for once what he has truly caused.

    Jason: My father was there for you always and you betrayed him!
    Kevin: And you are embarrassing his name by acting like this now, Jason!
    Jason: Oh no, I'm doing him a service. I'm seeking vengeance!
    Phillip: Jason. . .
    Jason: Oh don't (mocking) "Jason" me! I don't wanna hear it. Just know that your days of living comfortably with your wife and kids are over.
    Kevin: Stop! He's our family!
    Jason: And blood will bring you down quicker than water. Dad had to learn the hard way, but you will too Phillip. Not only am I my father's son but I am also my grandfather's grandson! You'll know that soon enough.
    Holly (OS): Jason!

    Jason turns to see Holly, Dinah, and Blake standing by the door, shocked by the entire ordeal. On Jason, fuming

    FADE OUT



    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKZEgIi2Les



    Note to my readers: For the next month, I will be in London studying abroad so I possibly won't be able to do episodes for both ATWT & TGL. Both will be taking a hiatus for awhile but eventually will make a return.

  24. NothinButAttitude
    4 MONTHS AFTER THE FINALE...






    INT. SKYVIEW RESTARAUNT

    Emily stands at the head of the room with clipboard in her hand. Being a busybody, she can't help but direct the party planners.

    Emily: Oh no! That banner is crooked. Pull the corner up more on the left side.

    Susan walks in from behind and taps her on the shoulder. Emily turns, smiling at her mother.

    Emily: Hey!

    Susan: (kissing her daughter's cheek) Hey! I see you are whipping these party planners into shape.

    Emily: I sure am. Everything has to be perfect for Casey and Allison's pre-wedding dinner.

    Susan: I'm just surprised that Lisa let us plan it here at one of many new restaraunts at Lakeview.

    Emily: I know right.

    Susan: (looking around) So where is Paul?

    Emily: At the office. You know him.

    Susan: (mumbling) I wish I never did.

    Emily shoots a look a her mother.

    Susan: What?!

    Emily: Mom, don't start.

    Susan: I can't help it. Not since he thought it was a good idea to bring her back.

    On Susan pouting,

    CUT TO







    INT. APARTMENT

    Paul sits down on the sofa reading a magazine. From behind, a shot of a woman's bare feet ease down the stairs, seductively. We pull back to see it is Meg. Paul looks up from the magazine to see Meg easing down the stairs with nothing on but a sexy, red Herve Leger dress on that is clinging to her body, and showcasing all of her curves.

    Paul: You do realize that it is just a pre-wedding party don't you?

    Meg: (crossing into the kitchen) I know. But I might meet a man there tonight.

    Paul: Meg...

    Meg: What? Paul, I do deserve to have a little fun.

    Paul: Not at the expense of my daughter.

    Meg: OUR DAUGHTER and you don't hear me complaining about your choices. (clears throat) Emily...

    Paul: I really don't want to get into a fight with you. I just came to see Eliza before the party. Where is she?

    Meg: I put her down for a nap. Apparently, she caught a cold from one of the kids at the daycare center.

    Paul: Not surprised seeing as you chose the daycare center.

    Meg: Well she has to go there.

    Paul: Actually, she doesn't. I offered to get a nanny.

    Meg: Paul, no! I want my daughter to live a normal life.

    Paul: And she can.

    Meg: Not if it is up to you.

    Paul: (over it) I'll just come back and see Eliza tomorrow.

    Meg: Fine. (pushing him out the door) I'll see you at the party.

    Paul: (grabbing a hope to the door, turning back) Hold on, who is keeping Eliza?

    Meg: A babysitter.

    Paul: Who?

    Meg: Liberty.

    Paul: Oh hell no.

    Meg: What is wrong with Liberty?

    Paul: It is not her that is the problem but her "beau."

    Meg: Gabriel?

    Paul: Yes!

    Meg: Let me guess... because he is Craig's son.

    Paul: Exactly!

    On Meg rolling her eyes,







    INT. KATIE & CHRIS KITCHEN

    Katie sits at the table feeding Jacob. Meanwhile, Chris digs around in the fridge. He grabs a water and closes it.

    Chris: Baby, what time is Margo and Tom going to arrive?

    Katie: They said they were on their way.

    DOORBELL RINGS

    Chris: I'll get it.

    Chris goes and let Tom and Margo in. Kisses and hugs are exchanged as Margo joins Katie at the table. Tom and Chris stand by the counter.

    Katie: So are you guys excited?

    Tom: I guess so.

    Chris: You guess so?

    Margo: It is not like we have a choice.

    Katie: OK. I thought you guys were over Casey and Allison being a couple.

    Tom: I am.

    Margo: Liar. You hate the idea of them getting married just as much as I do.

    Katie: Oh c'mon, Tom and Margo. She is not that bad.

    Margo: She's a freaking a whore. That girl has been ridden more than the town bicycle.

    Tom: Well look her to family is...

    Katie: Well her family can't be too bad... (looking at Tom & Chris) seeing as ALL the Hughes men have penetrated a Stewart woman.

    Chris: Hey, I never said anything bad about Allison. I actually think they make a good couple.

    Margo: Well I beg to differ. I just see this union going south.

    CUT TO







    INT. CASEY AND ALLISON'S APT IN CARBONDALE

    Casey sits on the sofa. While Allison (offscreen) is in the bathroom fixing her hair.

    Casey: Today, my future wife to be. We gotta hit the road.

    Allison (O.S): I'm hurrying. This hair just won't stop frizzing up.

    Casey: Well you are beautiful regardless.

    Allison (O.S): Aww, thank you. But if you think you are about to get a quicky then you forget it, bud.

    Casey: (grinning) But if you changed your mind...

    Allison (O.S): Not going to happen.

    Casey: You sure?

    Allison (O.S) Yep.

    Allison closes the bathroom door and locks it.

    Casey: Not fair!

    Allison (O.S) Life isn't fair.

    She turns the blow-dryer on. Casey sits on the couch outside the bathroom, patiently. Suddenly, Allison's phone lights up.

    Casey: Allison!

    No answer. Only the sound of music and a blow-dryer is heard.

    Casey: Allison! Your phone is vibrating.

    No answer. Only the sound of music and a blow-dryer is heard.

    Casey: Nevermind. I'll get it.

    Casey picks up the phone, and answer it.

    PHONE: Please enter your passcode.

    Casey plugs in her passcode.

    PHONE: You have one new voice message from 618-200-4767.

    Casey: Who is this?

    A MAN'S VOICE: Hey baby. It's me, Greg.

    Casey's face drops.

    A MAN'S VOICE: I just wanted to let you know that you are on my mind. That session we had the other day with you pinned up against the wall was hot. Hell, it made me realize that I cannot go on a day without you. I-I can't let you marry him.

    Casey: What the fu-

    A MAN'S VOICE: I know that you are marrying that loser, but I can't let you. I don't care about it being against school policy or that I am married. I need you.

    Casey: This has to be a joke.

    A MAN'S VOICE: . . . I love you, Allison.

    Allison exits out the bathroom.

    Allison: You ready?

    Casey hands the phone Allison.

    Casey: Telephone.

    Allison: Who is it? Is it Emily? My mom?

    Casey: Nope. Your Professor or should I say Greg?

    Allison's jaw drops. Casey's face turns bright red as he gets up and walks over to Allison. He hands the phone to her.

    Casey: Call him back.

    Allison: But I can--

    Casey: I SAID CALL HIM BACK GODDAMMIT!!

    On Allison like a scared little puppy,



    THE END






  25. NothinButAttitude
    INT. FAIRWINDS (LIVING ROOM)

    Emily, relaxed, sits on the sofa reading a copy of The Intruder when Susan comes storming into the room. Susan looks a total wreck, like she hasn't slept in days even though it has only been a night.

    Susan: Have you heard from Allison?

    Emily: No. She hasn't called?

    Susan: I'm worried.

    Emily: Mom, I'm sure that Allison is fine.

    Susan: Em, this is Allison we are talking about!

    Emily thinks about if for a second, then

    Emily: You're right. (getting up) Let me get dressed and we'll drive over to Carbondale to find Allison.

    Allison (OS): It would be a wasted a trip.

    Allison enters into the room just as much of a wreck as her mother--mascara stains all under her eyes showing she has clearly been crying, her hair tossed all over the place, and still wearing the dress from the night before. Susan and Emily rush over and take Allison by the arms, guiding her to the sofa.

    Allison: Why are you guys helping me?

    Susan: What are you talking about? You are my child!

    Allison: I guess that explains why I am such a total wreck.

    Emily: At least she hasn't lost her sense of humor.

    Susan cuts her eyes at Emily, letting her know that she is not in the mood.

    Allison: Casey, have you guys seen Casey?

    Susan: Who cares about him at this point.

    This causes Allison, highly emotive--on the verge of crying, to jump up from the sofa. Emily manages to grab her and pull her back down to the sofa.

    Emily: (calmly) Yes. He came to the party in a drunken mess, slandering your name.

    Allison: Well it is not that hard to do seeing as what he said is probably true.

    Susan: (easing down next to Allison) Is it true? Did you sleep with your professor?

    Allison does not answer for a second, then

    Allison: (sighs) Yes.

    Emily: Allison!

    Allison: I wasn't thinking.

    Susan: Well we can see that.

    Allison: But I need to find Casey. I need to just sit down and talk to him. I just--

    Emily: Lie down. That is what you need to do. And Casey probably does even want to see you at this point.

    Susan: And you'd never get past the guard dogs guarding him. Kim, Lisa, Margo, Tom--they are probably guarding him like is a prisoner at Guantanamo Bay.

    Allison: (starting to cry) I just want to tell him why--go into details as to why. . .

    Susan: It can wait. You need to rest.

    Emily: Mom, is right. How about you go and lie in one of guest rooms and when you wake up, we'll think of way to fix the problem then. OK?

    Allison: Fine.

    Emily gets up and helps Allison up the stairs. Susan watches on, heartbroken for her daughter.

    Susan: (to self) Damn you, Casey.

    CUT TO




    INT. HOTEL SUITE

    Casey is straddle across the bed--a mess too.

    KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

    Margo (OS): Open the door, Casey!

    Casey slowly opens up his eyes and trudges over to the door where he opens it to see Margo bearing a bag of donuts and a coffee. She pushes her way past him into the room. Casey closes the door.

    Casey: Mom, it is too early.

    Margo: It's 10 A.M.

    Casey: Like I said, it is too early.

    Margo: Well we need to talk.

    Casey: I really don't want to talk about last night or Allison or--

    Margo: (sitting on the bed) Sit down.

    Casey trudges back over to the bed, doing as Margo says.

    Margo: (handing him a doughnut) Eat this. (passing the coffee to him) Drink this.

    Casey: Mom, coffee is not going to sober me up.

    Margo: Oh I know. I am a cop. A good shower and rest does but you don't deserve a either. Not after that stunt from last night.

    Casey: I'm the injured party here!

    Margo: But that does not mean for you to go barging in a room in a drunken stupor and scream out how much of a slut someone is.

    Casey: It's true and you know it. Heck, you are probably thinking the same right now.

    Margo: You wouldn't be in this mess if you would've listened to me.

    Casey: Mom. . .

    Margo: It is the truth! I told you about her. I told you about Emily but did you listen? Did you?

    Casey: No.

    Margo: For now on, you'll listen to me. Now I'll meet you home and set up a room at the new house for you seeing as you'll be moving back home with us. And don't worry about switching your credits over from Carbondale State as I am already on it.

    Margo kisses Casey on the head and exits. On Casey biting his doughnut, annoyed.

    CUT TO




    INT. JAVA

    Lisa and Barbara sit a table in deep discussion of what occurred last night.

    Lisa: Poor Casey. But that is a Stewart woman for you. Only due time before Paul suffers at the hands of Emily . . . again.

    Barbara: Lisa, I am not getting into this with you. I have my own issues to worry about.

    Lisa: Oh c'mon. You expect me to believe that you like Emily.

    Barbara: We are fine.

    Lisa: But you still did not give an answer. Yes or no?

    Barbara: Yes, I like Emily. . . for right now.

    Lisa: Knew it. (looking at her watch) Now where is Carly?

    Barbara: I don't know but she is running late.

    Lisa: Well I can't blame her. She is meeting with two people who have not been her biggest supporters.

    Barbara: But that is in the past. Today is us moving forward.

    Carly enters.

    Lisa: There she is. (to Carly, waving) Over here.

    Carly: (making her way over to them) Coming! (to herself) Dear God, strike me dead. (with a forced smile) Hi, ladies.

    Lisa: Hey, Carly. (patting the seat next to her) Have a seat.

    Carly hesitantly eases down in the seat with a forced smile still on her face. She looks at Barbara, who is calm and collected and smiling back at Carly; however, her smile is genuine. This scares Carly.

    Carly: (breaking the facade) OK, let's get to the point. What have I done now?

    Barbara: (puzzled) Nothing. Like I told you last night, I have a business proposition for you.

    Carly: Like what?

    Barbara: Seeing as we are all in a good place with each other--

    Carly: We are?

    Barbara: Carly, don't start. (continuing) I think that we should go into business together--the three of us.

    Lisa and Carly look at each other. Then Barbara. Then back at each other.

    Lisa: Us three?

    Barbara: Yes. You, me, and Carly. I think that we should open a fashion house with all of us doing the designing, Lisa, you still running the store, and me and Carly getting the press for the line--

    Carly: With the three of us, that shouldn't be too hard.

    Lisa laughs.

    Barbara: I am serious. I already picked out a name for us, logo, and everything.

    Barbara digs into her bag and Carly leans back, scared.

    Barbara: What?

    Carly: (hesitantly laughing) Just you digging a bag sets me off, Barbara. Who knows what you might pull out. (to herself) Like a gun.

    Barbara pulls a folder out and opens it to reveal their logo: "BLC Fashions: Barbara, Lisa, & Carly."

    Barbara: Like it?

    Carly: (taking the folder) I love it.

    Lisa looks on with Carly, and a frown comes across her face.

    Lisa: I hate it.

    Carly & Barbara: Why?!

    Lisa: Shouldn't it be LBC. I mean I am the original fashionista in Oakdale. My name should be first.

    Barbara: But I thought of it.

    Lisa: And?

    Carly: But I like BLC. You being in the middle shows your importance in the operation.

    Lisa: (glowing) How so?

    Carly: Well its symbolic of what the work situations will be. You'll be the mediator between Barbara and I, thus preventing us from killing one another.

    Lisa: True. (thinking about it) Alright. I love it now.

    Lisa takes the folder and grins over the logo. Barbara mouths "thank you" to Carly before taking a sigh or relief.

    Barbara: Now ladies, (pulling out another folder) I wanted you both to look over what markets I want us to hit.

    Carly takes the folder and turns it to page one.

    Barbara: Now if you see, I think we will be able to hit all markets. Lisa, you being more aged--

    Lisa: Hold up!

    Barbara: . . .And refined. . .

    Lisa: Keep going.

    Barbara: I think that it'll be better if you target older women. I named your line, "Matriarch."

    Lisa: Ooo. I like it.

    Barbara: Seeing as I the middle aged one of the two, and hoping to target women in their 40s and 50s, who want to feel like a queen, which is why my line is called, "Queen."

    Carly: And mine is what?

    Barbara: Belladonna. It sounds sexy and youthful.

    Carly: Oh h*ell yeah. That's hot.

    Barbara: Exactly and I want to have all three lines to have their Fall, Spring, Winter, and Summer lines. We could also do some fragrances which I think we should call "Bold and Sassy" seeing as it describes all three of us. Not only that but a men's line too--for all ages called Esquire. I was also thinking about getting with Janet to do a domestic line called--

    Carly: Janet? As in Janet Ciccone?

    Barbara: Yeah.

    Carly: Let's just hold that thought.

    Barbara: C'mon Carly.

    Carly: (rolling her eyes) Fine. But she cannot be an equal partner.

    Barbara: She wasn't. I was thinking of splitting it 30% between the three of us. . .

    Carly: And giving Janet 10%?

    Barbara: Yes.

    Carly: I'm cool with that. (sitting back and relaxing) Keep going.

    Barbara: All I need for you two to take this contract and let your attorneys go over and send it back to me. Simple as that. Then we can start looking for a location to house the fashion house, etc.

    Carly: I'm down.

    Carly places her hand in the middle. Lisa places her next, followed by Barbara.

    Barbara: 1. . .2. . .3. . .BLC.

    Carly/Lisa/Barbara: (shouting) 1. . . 2. . .3. . .BLC!!!!

    The three ladies burst into laughter and enjoyment over their new business venture, a new journey, a new chapter in life.






    THE END










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