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  1. NothinButAttitude
    INT. MONA LISA - DAY

    Carter grabs a faint Lisa before she falls do the ground. Scott rushes over to a table nearby and pulls out a chair while Carter drags Lisa to the chair, seating her.

    Lisa: (faint) Scott? Is it really you?
    Scott: Yes, Mom.

    Carter comes back to them with a glass of water. He hands it to Scott, who is now kneeled next to his mother. He holds the glass while Lisa takes a sip.

    Scott: You all right?
    Lisa: I will be . . . (strokes his face gently) So glad to see you . . .

    Lisa then strikes her son across the face. Scott holds his face, which stings. Carter is stunned. Lisa jumps up and hovers over her son.

    Lisa: How dare you! How dare you do this to me!

    On Scott totally shocked,

    CUT TO

    INT. BARBARA & HENRY'S HOUSE (KITCHEN)

    Henry, with a chef hat and apron that reads "I rub my meat for two mins," dances around the kitchen while the pots of the stove create a slight fog from the steam.

    Henry: (singing) Pour it up! Pour it up! That's how we ball out! . . . Strips clubs and dollar bills--

    He is abruptly interrupted by a knock at the door. Aggravated, Henry opens the door to reveal his younger sister, CLARK COLEMAN.

    Henry is speechless.

    Clark: (distraught) I need your help.

    On Henry worried

    CUT TO

    INT. TOM & MARGO'S COTTAGE - DAY

    Mo and Casey sit on the sofa making out. Tom then barges in slamming the door. The two break apart like two teens that have been caught in the act. As the rearrange their clothes:

    Tom: Where is your mother?!
    Casey: She's at the station. What's wrong?
    Tom: Emily!
    Casey: What now?

    Tom tosses the paper at Casey before he storms up stairs. Casey unballs the paper to see the headline (from last episode) featuring Tom, Carter, and Scott.

    On Casey cringing,

    FADE OUT


    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x7m5isq5q04

    FADE IN:

    INT. TOM & MARGO'S COTTAGE - DAY

    Casey kisses Mo (before she leaves) and closes the door behind her. Tom comes down the stairs, undoing his tie and tossing it to the side.

    Casey: You sure you're fine?
    Tom: Do I look fine? (off Casey holding his hands up for mercy) Sorry.
    Casey: No problem but does this story even has any truth to it? I mean we haven't seen or heard from Uncle Scott since I was child. You sure Emily isn't fabricating this to p*ss you off?
    Tom: No she isn't. For once she isn't lying in that rag she calls a paper.
    Casey: (confused) So then I don't get while you're mad at Emily . . .
    Tom: Because she's ruining my campaign! Don't you see it!
    Casey: Dad, I doubt anyone is taking Emily or her paper seriously. Her past isn't squeaky clean either . . .
    Tom: But when you're running up against someone with a stellar track record such as Carter Wallace--
    Casey: Dad, you need to chill.

    Casey goes and sits on the sofa. He pats on it to indicate he wants Tom to join him, to relax. After fighting it, Tom gives in.

    Casey: Dad, you have a stellar track record too.
    Tom: I do but--
    Casey: Not "buts." Who cares that you left mid office almost fifteen years ago? That was then. This is now.

    Margo rushes in breathing heavily.

    Margo: Oh honey! There you are. (rushes over and kisses Tom) I went by the campaign office and Bonnie told me everything. (calming down) You OK?
    Tom: Not really.
    Margo: Don't worry, honey. We'll figure this out--me, you, Bonnie, Lisa--

    Tom jumps up from the sofa

    Tom: Mom! I gotta go see her.
    Margo: We're coming with you.

    On a shot of the Hughes rushing out,

    CUT TO

    INT. BARBARA & HENRY (KITCHEN)

    Henry and Clark are now seated at a table. We enter mid-convo. Henry is trying to pry some info out of her.

    Clark: Henry, can you stop!
    Henry: No! You just come beating down my door and you want me to stop?
    Clark: Yes.
    Henry: We haven't heard from you in years! Maddie, me, Bernadette--
    Clark: I'm fine. (swiping hair out of face) Can't you tell?
    Henry: Not really but I'll drop it for now . . .
    Clark: I just need a place to stay for a few nights--
    Henry: What? Hold on--you just come in here and expect to provide you a haven when you can't tell me where the heck you've been for the past five years?! Really, Clark?

    On Clark moaning,

    CUT TO

    INT. MONA LISA

    Picking up where we left off of Lisa slapping Scott, and both he and Carter stunned:

    Scott: What was that for!
    Lisa: For not picking up the phone and calling me! For not visiting me! Your brother--
    Scott: Oh I've seen ole' Tom already.
    Lisa: What? So you've been in town for awhile now! (to Carter) And you knew?!

    Carter searches for the right words, but before he can get them out, Lisa pops him in the face. Carter now holds his face, shocked.

    Lisa: Now I see why you were using me--getting close to me. You wanted to stick it to me and Tom. (pointing to Scott) And he's the best way to do so?
    Scott: He didn't even know I was related you to until the night I arrived in Oakdale.
    Lisa: Oh really? So how do you two know each other?
    Scott: We met awhile back in Somerset. I had a small practice there, he was there visiting--
    Lisa: So you two became buddies and decided to come here and run for district attorney?
    Carter: No! I didn't even ask him to join me until weeks after I decided to come to Oakdale.
    Scott: Exactly.
    Lisa: (stewing) Oh OK . . . So Tom knew you were here?
    Scott: Yes. I've been here since Christmas.
    Lisa: What!

    Tom, Margo, & Casey come rushing in and up to Lisa, Carter, & Scott.

    Tom: Mom--

    Lisa pops him across the face.

    Lisa: How could you! (to both of her boys) How could both of you! . . . (enraged, flailing around) How could all of you!

    Casey and Margo step back, not wanting to feel the wrath of Lisa.

    On Tom holding his face, now stunned too.

    FADE OUT


    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ey9yuMLqe34&list=UUZ7KYSz-dyMkHcL2yYphqmw

  2. NothinButAttitude
    INT. LA MAISON ROSE – DAY – LIVING ROOM

    Roseanna sits on the sofa donning a silk robe, glasses, and hair tied up in a bun. Though she is dressed comfortably, she is determined.

    Roseanna: (on phone) Yes . . . I want as many flowers and candles as you can fit in there and I want it to look nice . . . Now how much is that? (jots down something) . . . That’s perfectly fine. You can bill my account.

    Craig walks in dressed in a nice tuxedo. All the life is sucked from him—he himself seems dead.

    Roseanna: (whispering, in phone) Just have it done, OK?

    Roseanna hangs up the phone and focuses her attention to Craig, who looks out window, in a glazed reverie.

    Roseanna: Craig . . .

    Craig: You don’t have to put up a front. I know what you are doing.

    Roseanna: I don’t know what you’re talking—

    Craig: The funeral. I know that you’ve been up all night planning it. You didn’t have to.

    Roseanna: But I wanted too.

    Craig: (slight smile, then) Why are you so nice to me? After everything I have done to you over the years?

    Roseanna eases over to Craig and places a hand on his shoulder for comfort.

    Roseanna: Because I’ve learned that everyone deserves a second chance.

    Craig: But this is like my one-thousandth chance with you. My fourth chance to be a father and I just keep blowing it. (to Roseanna with tears in his eyes) I’m cursed. I have to be. First Bryant’s death, Lucy won’t even talk to me, Dusty practically has more rights to Johnny than me, and now Gabriel is dead. This must be my comeuppance.

    Roseanna: You’re talking crazy.

    Craig: I beg to differ. (moves to sofa and sits) Maybe this is God telling me that I suck as a father—that I don’t deserve to be one. If that is the message he is trying to convey then dammit, I have heard him loud and clear!

    On Craig burying his hands in his face, completely destroyed,

    FADE OUT




    INT. TOM/MARGO COTTAGE

    Margo stands at the stove cooking. Tom sits on the sofa going over some files when Casey descends downstairs trying to fix his tie.

    Casey: Are you sure about this, Mom?

    Margo: About . . .?

    Casey: The funeral, Mom. Are you sure we should go?

    Margo walks over and starts to fix Casey’s tie.

    Margo: Why wouldn’t we go?

    Casey: Because Uncle Craig hates us.

    Margo: Us, no. Just me, and I thinking about it, I totally understand why he would feel that way.

    Tom: Oh c’mon, Margo! You not believing that crap that Craig spewed a week ago, are you?

    Margo: Actually I am, Tom, and he is right. I’ve sucked as a sister. I’ve done nothing but scold and berate him time and time again when I should’ve been there for him . . .

    Margo finishes fixing Casey tie and goes back to cooking.

    Margo: Sad part is he’s always there for me when I don’t need him to be. Always.

    Margo wipes the tears from her eyes. Casey comes overs wraps his arms around his mother.

    Margo: Just seeing him in pain all over again over the loss of another child—it just makes me wanna go back in time and do things differently.

    The doorbell rings.

    Tom: I’ll get it.

    Tom heads to the door and opens it revealing Katie with Jacob, Chris, Lyla, Cricket, Ernie, Billy, and Suzie.

    Margo: Oh, Momma!

    Margo runs over to Lyla and collapses in her arms. And on Lyla consoling her daughter,

    CUT TO

    INT. BLC

    We open up on an article from The Intruder that reads:

    MONTGOMERTY’S FALLEN SON PUT TO REST TODAY


    We pull back to see the article is being read by Barbara. The takes a sip of her coffee and closes the article—understanding the pain Craig is going through.

    Suddenly, Mo struts in with a file in hand and cell to her ear.

    Mo: (on phone) Oh thank you for the drink last night. It was much appreciated! . . . Alright, Alonso—

    Barbara snatches the phone away from her.

    Barbara: What do you think you are doing?

    Mo: Umm . . . talking.

    Barbara: I don’t think so, missy! You were supposed to be here thirty minutes ago.

    Mo: (brushing past Barbara) I got stuck in traffic.

    Barbara: (following her) I don’t believe you.

    The two enter into the

    INT. BREAK ROOM

    where Mo grabs a mug out the cabinet and flicks on the coffee machine.

    Barbara: You do realize that you work for me!

    Barbara snatches the mug away from Mo, leaving her shocked yet amused too.

    Barbara: I will not accept you being late. Do you understand me?

    Mo: (taking the mug back) Whatever, Babs.

    Barbara: I beg your pardon?

    Mo: Look, Babs, can I have a second to breathe? I mean I’ve been working here for two weeks and you’ve been working me like a slave on a plantation. Lisa and Carly don’t work me as much as you do.

    Barbara: You do realize that—

    Mo: I am intern, I know, I know. You let me know every day. (handing her the file) Here! I did what you asked now could you back off?

    Barbara is about to have a comeback when,

    Paul (O.C): Mom!

    Barbara: In here, Paul! (to Mo) You better be lucky . . .

    Paul enters.

    Paul: Mom, hey.

    Paul kisses Barbara.

    Paul: Monique, how are you this morning.

    Mo: Doing great, Paul.

    Barbara: It’s Mr. Ryan to you.

    Paul: But I told her to call me Paul.

    Barbara: But she works for me and when is on the clock—

    The phone rings in the B.G. Mo brushes past Barbara to exit.

    Barbara: (stunned) Did she just—?

    Paul laughs.

    Paul: Looks like you’ve met your match.

    Barbara: (leaning in close) Well don’t tell her that. I’ll end up having to strangle that girl in here. (beat) But what brings you here?

    Paul: Craig . . .

    Barbara: Oh, Paul!

    Paul: Don’t worry. I’m not going to do anything drastic today.

    Barbara: I doubt that.

    Paul: I swear I won’t go anywhere near him.

    Barbara: And Emily?

    Paul: She’s at home busy with Daniel. I think that Gabriel’s death has had an effect on her.

    Barbara: Good. I don’t want anyone near that church giving Craig a reason to blame us for his losses.

    Paul: But does he not have a reason to blame us?

    Barbara: Huh?

    Paul: I mean all of his losses have resulted because of us. He blamed Jennifer for Bryant’s death, your entire marriage to him—

    Barbara: . . . Is something I’d like to forget . . .

    Paul: Fine. And it didn’t help that I’d later come back and take both Meg and Roseanna away from him. Followed by Dusty getting custody of Johnny . . . I mean thinking about it—

    Barbara: Don’t! Craig’s misery is his own doing, and I do feel sorry him; however, it is no one’s fault but his. Don’t sit here and beat yourself up over Gabriel’s death, Paul. It was an accident.

    Paul: Craig doesn’t see it that way and I don’t blame him.

    Barbara: When has Craig Montgomery been known to think rationally? Never is the answer. Just let it go, Paul.

    Barbara exits.

    Paul: But I can’t . . .

    On Paul feeling guilty,

    INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (NURSE STATION)

    Jami goes over some files. A few moments later, MJ comes up behind her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

    MJ: You alright?

    Jami: Yeah. Why?

    MJ: I’m just wondering seeing as you took his death very hard.

    Jami: Well it was totally unprofessional.

    MJ: It’s fine. We’re human.

    Jami: Yeah, but I should’ve held it together. (beat) It just hit me so hard to hear that Gabriel and Craig recently reunited after all those years of not knowing each other, and finally developing a relationship only to . . .

    Jami becomes overwhelmed again, and MJ draws her in, hugging her.

    MJ: I understand. Makes me appreciate my relationship with my parents and family . . . Don’t know what I’d do if I was in that situation.

    Jami: (mutters) Tell me about it.

    CUT TO

    INT. LA MAISON ROSE – LIVING ROOM

    It is after the funeral and the Montgomery/Peretti clan (Craig, Lyla, Margo, Tom, Katie, Casey, Lucy, Chris, Cricket, Ernie, Billy, Suzie, and Roseanna) are all scattered about. Craig sits off to the side, isolated, still reeling from what just happened.

    Lyla approaches her wounded son bearing a cup of tea and eases down next to him.

    Craig: What?

    Lyla: Drink this.

    Craig: I don’t want it.

    Lyla: It’ll soothe you.

    Craig: (tuts) If I need anything, it is a d*mn drink. Something strong. Something that is going to put me out of my misery.

    Lyla: Trust me, this tea can put you out of your misery too if you drink it.

    Craig takes the glass and guzzles it down before handing the glass back to Lyla.

    Craig: There. You happy?

    Lyla: Craig . . .

    Craig: You know what, why are you bothering me? As a matter of fact, why are you even here? (standing up, loudly) Why the h*ll are any of you here? Why?

    The room gets silent watching Craig. They are all on edge.

    Craig: I’m being serious, why is anyone here with the exception of Roseanna? Why? Huh, Lucy?

    Lucy is at a loss for words.

    Craig: I mean you wanted to be as far away from me as possible. Why come back? Same applies to you too, Cricket. You got your happy ending with Ernie and kids. Why pop your head back in Oakdale? I haven’t heard from you in YEARS. Why show up now? Did Mom make you come?

    Cricket lowers her head, embarrassed.

    Craig: And Margo and Katie, you two are just as bad. At least Cricket and Lucy had the decency to actually put space in between us, so it would be easier for them not to claim me. You two never acknowledge me unless you need something, or you want to scold me. Otherwise, I am dead to you.

    Katie: That’s not true!

    Lyla: Katie, hush! Let him speak.

    Craig: Tell ‘em, Mom! Let me speak! Today is about me and MY SON! . . . MY SON! NO ONE ELSE! HE WAS NOTHING TO ALL OF YOU! JUST HOW YOU ALL TREAT ME!

    Craig goes for the exit when Manly, Roseanna’s butler, bearing a floral reef, collides into him.

    Craig: D*mmit, Manly! Watch out!

    Manly: But Mr. Montgomery, this was for you.

    Manly hands him the card. Craig reads it aloud:

    Craig: To the Montgomery family: We send our condolences for your loss. Sincerely, WorldWide Enterprises, Lucinda Walsh and Paul Ryan . . . ARGGH!!!

    Craig rips the reef up, tossing everywhere.

    Craig: Loss . . . LOSS! Oh! You and Paul will loss when I am done with you, Lucinda, you old, shriveled up b*tch!

    On Craig, enraged

    FADE OUT



  3. 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






  4. NothinButAttitude
    INT. WOAK (EDITING ROOM)

    Luke and Noah lie nude, intertwined on the floor, asleep. Luke, head lying on Noah’s sweaty, glistening chest awakens and gently kisses Noah’s nipples before working his way up to his neck.

    Luke: (between kisses) Time to wake up.

    Noah grins as he enjoys this moment of ecstasy. Luke kisses his neck.
    Noah: You know you’re hitting my hot spot.
    Luke: I know. And thank you. I needed that badly.
    Noah: I could tell.

    Luke kisses Noah and the lips and then gets up, putting his clothes back on.

    Noah: What are you doing?
    Luke: I have work to do. These videos won’t edit themselves.
    Noah: Then I’ll help you. Now lie back down.
    Luke: You do realize that the janitor will be on duty soon. He does check this room. I doubt he wants to see me getting my back broke.
    Noah: So. Who cares?
    Luke: I do. Now how long are you going to be in town?
    Noah: As long as you’re here.
    Luke: (taken back) W-what?
    Noah: I told you that I’m not about to lose you again.

    Noah grabs Luke by the neck and pulls him in for a deep, passionate kiss—so hot it could melt the paint off the walls.

    CUT TO

    EXT. SNYDER FARM

    Carly and Jack, dressed nicely in black, holding hands, head to the porch. Their kids tag close by followed by Janet, Dusty, Holden, Emma, and Aaron.

    Emma: C’mon, kids. Let’s go inside. I have some homemade ice cream in the icebox.

    Emma heads inside with JJ, Parker, and Sage, who is carrying baby Nora.

    Carly looks at Jack, who eyes are puffy red. It’s apparent that he’s been crying. Carly takes a Kleenex from her purse and wipes his face.

    Janet: I’m so sorry about Deloris, Jack. She was so nice to me when I was dating Brad.
    Jack: Thanks, Janet. I just wish that I gotten closer to her over the years . . . allowed the kids to get close to her.
    Holden: What’s done is done. Don’t live with regrets, Jack.
    Carly: Yes, baby. Holden is right. You and Deloris didn’t have the best relationship, but now you must find a way to put things at peace.
    Jack: You’re right. (looks around) Where’s Aaron?
    Holden: Where is he?

    Everyone looks around for Aaron. Holden catches Aaron sitting on a tree stump nearby. Something is bothering Aaron and Holden wants to know.

    Holden: Excuse me, guys.
    Holden departs from the crowd.
    Jack: (wiping tears) So glad to see you two getting along.
    Carly: Say what?
    Jack: You heard me. Both you and Janet have been a real help to me the past few weeks.
    Janet: (placing hand on Carly’s shoulder) We have to get along seeing as we’ll be working together.

    Carly scowls at the thought of working with Janet but doesn’t allow either one of them to see it.

    Woman’s Voice: Jack!

    Jack turns to see an old friend standing behind him. She’s also dressed nicely.

    ANNOUNCER: The role of ADRIENNE POINTDEXTER is being played by Noelle Beck.

    Adrienne advances towards a stunned Jack and wraps her arms around him. Jack, a first for today, laughs and hugs her.

    Carly: (to Janet) Umm . . . who is she?
    Janet: Adrienne Pointdexter . . .

    On Janet not too pleased to see her,

    FADE OUT




    FADE IN

    INT. JAVA

    Mo and Allison still stare each other down as Jami watches on, still sipping her tea.

    Mo: Once again, can I help you?
    Allison: You can. Stay away from Casey.
    Mo: Excuse me, b*tch?
    Allison: Did I stutter?
    Mo: You better hope you did, heffa.
    Allison: Or what?
    Mo: (to Jami) Oooo! Did this b*tch just challenge La Diva?!

    Mo grabs the butter knife off the table and swipes it Allison, who dodges being cut by the blade. Everyone in the room is paying full attention to this altercation.

    Mo: Don’t get sliced up in here, Blondie!

    Jami gets up and stands between the two.

    Jami: Put the knife down, Mo!

    Allison: Yeah. You better listen to her before you get hurt with that knife, you hood rat.
    Mo: Hood rat? Girl stop. Would a hood rat ever look as glamorous as La Diva? Dressed to nines in Chanel, and sporting red bottoms? I think not.
    Allison: Who is “La Diva?”
    Mo: Me.

    Allison bursts into laughter. Mo tries to make a go for Allison but Jami prevents her. Meanwhile, Casey & MJ make their way into the restaurant and up to the women.

    Casey: What’s going on?
    Mo: This mess you were involved with decided to take it upon herself and warn me about talking to you.
    Casey: What? Allison!
    Allison: Casey, I’m not about to let you get involved with an unsavory character.
    Jami: Unsavory character? You don’t even know her.
    Mo: You better get this b*tch, Casey! Before I coat this wall with red—HER BLOOD!
    Casey: (to Allison) Who are you to talk? Ex-porn star. . .
    Mo: Porn star?! I knew there was something real gutter butt about you girl!
    Casey: . . . Serial adulteress. You’re the only one that’s unsavory.

    Hurt, Allison storms out of the restaurant. Casey turns to Mo, who is still disturbed by the entire ordeal.

    Casey: I am so—
    Mo: No. Don’t. It’s not your fault. Some people just don’t know when to let go.
    Casey: Yeah . . . (noticing Jami) Oh! You must be the new intern that MJ is always talking about.

    Mo glances at Jami with a “I told you so” grin. Meanwhile, MJ blushes as he is embarrassed.

    Jami: (awkwardly) I guess so. . . (shaking Casey’s hand) Jami Sartell, by the way.
    Mo: Well since we all know each other, I had an idea. . .
    Jami: Monique . . .
    Mo: (ignoring her) How about a double date? Me and Casey. MJ and Jami. How about it?

    Casey: I think it’s an excellent idea. How about tomorrow?

    Jami: I think I’m on—
    Mo: (silencing her) She’s all for it. You pick the time and place.
    Casey: Will do.

    Mo smiles as she drags a bewildered Jami out, and

    CUT TO

    EXT. SNYDER FARM

    Picking up where we left off with Jack, Carly, Janet, and Adrienne . . .

    Adrienne: Oh my God. It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, Jack. You look great!
    Jack: (blushing) Thanks.

    Carly clears her throat, gaining Jack’s attention.

    Jack: Oh—this is my wife, Adrienne. (pulling Carly next to him) Carly, this Adrienne. She use to go out with Brad back in high school.
    Carly: Oh really? (pointing to Janet) I thought she did?

    Adrienne glances back and finally acknowledges Janet. She cuts her eyes at her and goes back to ignoring her.

    Janet: Adrienne . . . you look nice after all these years.
    Adrienne: So do you . . . and your child bearing hips.

    Jack’s jaw drops. Janet laughs slightly as it’s on for her. Carly watches on enthused as once again, she is drama free.

    Janet: Well that’s because I’ve been able to get a man to have kids with me.
    Adrienne: Is that so? I heard that Brad didn’t even know about your first bundle of joy, and Jack here was supposedly the father of the second, but wasn’t. Still sluttin’ around, huh, Juicy?
    Carly: Oh wow. . .
    Janet: I can still see that you’re jealous. Let me give you something else to hate about (show wedding ring) I’m married.
    Adrienne: Really? Who was brave enough to do that?
    Janet: His name is Dusty Donovan.
    Adrienne: And he didn’t flee in the opposite direction? That’s shocking. Honey, just because he put a ring on your finger doesn’t change your spots. You might need H and O to spell housewife, but you’ll never be one.
    Carly: Did she just call you a h*?! (nudging Janet) You gonna let her call you out?
    Jack: Carly! (to Janet & Adrienne) Now c’mon now you two . . . Brad would not want you two fighting.
    Carly: Oh please. Brad would’ve enjoyed this. Well the old Brad would’ve.
    Adrienne: Jack, no worries. I just came to pay my respects seeing as I wasn’t able to make Brad’s funeral.
    Janet: I don’t know why. Deloris hated you.
    Carly: (to Adrienne) You too?! Girl, she hated me—
    Jack: Carly!
    Carly: I’m gonna just go into the kitchen.
    Jack: You do that.

    Carly heads into the house.

    Adrienne: Regardless of how your mother felt, I respected her, Jack.
    Janet: (tuts) So fake.

    Adrienne scowls at Janet for second, then

    Adrienne: I just wanna let you know that I’ll be in town for a few days.
    Jack: Sounds great. Where will you be staying?
    Adrienne: The Lakeview.
    Jack: Wonderful. Just stop by and see me, Carly, and the kids before you leave.
    Adrienne: Will do.

    Adrienne kisses Jack on the cheek.

    Adrienne: So good to see you again.
    Janet: Goodbye!

    Adrienne flicks Janet “the bird” and walks off. Holden walks over and rejoins Janet and Jack.

    Holden: Who was that?
    Jack: An old friend of mine and Brad.
    Janet: A hater.
    Holden: Alright. . .
    Jack: How’s Aaron?
    Holden: Not good. The funeral is causing him to worry about Julie—you know with her being sick and all.
    Jack: Yeah . . .
    Holden: I told him to take a walk. I hope he’ll be alright.

    CUT TO

    EXT. OUTSKIRTS OF THE FARM

    Aaron walks down the dirt road, in deep thought when all of a sudden a car speed down the road towards him. Aaron notices it and rolls out of the way. The car stops and a woman steps out.

    Woman: You alright?!
    Aaron gets up and dusts himself off.
    Aaron: Not so much. My life just flashed before my eyes. Why are speeding down this road anyways?!
    Woman: I said that I’m sorry.
    Aaron: You ought to be. You could’ve killed someone.
    Woman: Look. . . I’m just trying to get to Oakdale.
    Aaron: Well you’re almost there. Just outside of it.
    Woman: Good. Do you need a ride back to wear you’re going?
    Aaron: No. I’ll be fine. Just don’t try and kill me again.

    The young woman get back into the car and speeds off with a cloud of dust to follow.

    Aaron: Who is she?

    And on Aaron curious who the young woman is and why she is in a rush,




    FADE OUT




  5. NothinButAttitude
    INT. JACK/CARLY (BEDROOM)

    We come in on Jack and Carly lying in bed asleep. Carly lies peacefully. A close up shot on Jack, who tosses and turns (without managing to awaken Carly).

    Voice: Jack . . .! Jack . . .!

    Jack awakens to see Deloris standing at the foot of the bed. She has a glowing aura about her -- it's apparent that she's an apparition.

    Jack: Mom!
    Deloris: Jack . . .! Jack . . .! Help me!

    Deloris holds her hands out to Jack, who tries to reaches her but can't as she seems to get farther and father away from him.

    Jack: Mom! Wait, what is it?
    Deloris: Jack . . .!

    Deloris points to his badge that sits on the nightstand. Jack glances at it and now at Deloris again, who has blood on her white gown. Deloris touches the blood and looks at it before showing her now bloody hands to Jack.

    Deloris: Help me . . .
    Jack: I don't know what you are saying? Mom! . . . Mom!

    Deloris lets out a piercing scream, and

    Jack awakens, drench in sweat and breathing heavily. Carly wakes up too.

    Carly: Jack? Honey, you alright?

    Jack looks over at his badge on the nightstand. A shot of the badge and then a shot of Jack wiping the sweat, clearly shaken,

    FADE TO





    FADE IN

    INT. JACK/CARLY (DINING ROOM)

    Jack sits at the table eating his food. Carly, still worried, walks over and pours more juice into his glass. Carly eyes him, looking for answer, then

    Jack: What?
    Carly: You tell me.
    Jack: I have no idea what you're talking about.
    Carly: Last night. You waking me up. How about starting there?
    Jack: I . . . I just had a bad dream.

    Carly grabs a seat next to him.

    Carly: Care to share?

    Jack flashes back to his mother holding her bloody hands out to him for help.

    Jack: What are you, a dream interpreter now?
    Carly: Did I say I was?
    Jack: No.
    Carly: OK then. I was just worried as you woke up like you've seen a ghost or something.
    Jack: Carly . . .

    We hear Baby Nora cry in the background.

    Carly: Hold that thought.

    Carly gets up and starts up the stairs.

    Jack: No need. I have to head to the station.
    Carly: Jack!
    Jack: Carly, the baby!
    Carly: Ugh!

    Carly exits up the stairs. Jack grabs his badge and heads for the door, and opens it, nearly colliding into JJ, still in his pajamas. He has a stack of mail in his hands.

    Jack: What are you doing up this early?
    JJ: Uh . . . Thought I'd get the mail.

    Jack reaches for the mail and JJ snatches away.

    JJ : No, Dad!
    Jack: JJ, give the mail.
    JJ: (seeing badge in Jack's hand) Aren't you running late?
    Jack: Yeah. Just give the mail to your mom.
    JJ: I will.

    Jack runs off. JJ closes the door and quickly goes through the mail until the gets to a letter from his school. He rips it opens to see it's another letter informing them that JJ has been expelled.

    JJ: (mumbling) Mom and Dad are going to kill me.
    Parker (OC): They sure are . . .

    JJ nearly jumps out of his skin. He turns to see Parker standing behind him at the bottom of the stairs, grinning.

    JJ: You are just loving this, aren't you?
    Parker: Yep. If you'd just tell Mom and Dad--
    JJ: I'm not telling them anything and neither are you!

    Parker, still donning a grin, walks over to JJ and takes the rest of the mail.

    Parker: Of course not. I enjoy watching you squirm anyways.
    JJ: Don't you have something better to do like pine over Liberty?
    Parker: Shut up!
    Carly (OC): Boys!

    JJ hides the letter behind his back. Carly comes downstairs holding Nora.

    Carly: Boys, can you watch Nora today for me?
    Parker: Can't. I have SAT prep today, but JJ can.
    JJ: What?!

    Parker tugs at the letter behind JJ's back, reminding him that he could always feed his brother to the wolves. JJ, knowing he's in a predicament, caves in.

    JJ: I'll do it.
    Carly: Thanks, JJ. Don't worry as Sage will be home around 2:00 after cheerleading camp is over. (notices mail) Is that it?
    JJ: (eyeing Parker) Yeah . . . That's it.

    Carly takes the mail and heads into the kitchen, while handing Nora to Parker.

    Parker: Don't test me, JJ.

    On JJ at his wits end,

    CUT TO

    INT. MONA LISA

    Lucinda and Luke are seated, having breakfast. Coming in mid convo:

    Lucinda: I can't believe that you didn't want to come stay at the house with me and John, darling.
    Luke: Well you know that Noah is back in town.
    Lucinda: He could've stayed there too. There are plenty of rooms.
    Luke: Seeing as out relationship is back on, I doubt we'd want to be apart if you know what I mean.
    Lucinda: I don't.
    Luke: Then I think we should stay here for now.
    Lucinda: Why?
    Luke: Well Mom and Lisa gave us a discount--
    Lucinda: Ooo. . . that woman! I should've known.
    Luke: Grandma, calm down.
    Lucinda: I should've known that she was one who convinced you stay here. I think she has out for me.
    Luke: I think you're just being delusional.
    Lucinda: Oh please, darling. The woman has wanted John ever since he moved back to Oakdale and got back with me.
    Luke: I seriously doubt that a glamorous woman like Lisa would want John.
    Lucinda: Glamorous? (tuts) That old bag. . .

    Lucinda takes a sip of her tea.

    Lisa (OC): Luke! Ole' Lucy girl!

    Lucinda nearly chokes on her tea. Lisa advances towards their table.

    Lisa: Morning. You guys enjoying the breakfast?
    Lucinda: I was until you arrived.
    Luke: Well I think it's lovely. . .

    Lisa ignores what Luke said as her attention (well claws) is focused on Lucinda.

    Lisa: Guess that Midol I handed you a few weeks didn't help. Oh! My bad! I fail to forget that you're OLE LUCY not young Lucy. You must be going through menopause . . .
    Lucinda: Excuse me! How dare you?!
    Luke: You guys. . .
    Lucinda: (to Luke) Hush, Darling. (to Lisa) You are trash, lady. And I use the word "lady" very loosely when it comes to you.

    Lisa laughs.

    Lisa: Is that all you got?
    Lucinda: I've barely begun with you.
    Carter (OC): Ms. Walsh? Mrs. Grimaldi? I didn't know you two knew each other.

    Lisa and Lucinda to see Carter standing behind them.

    Lisa: Carter!
    Lucinda: (off what Lisa said) Carter?! You already calling the man by his first name?
    Carter: Oh that's fine. We're all the same age here.
    Lisa: I don't know about that. . . Maybe WE are but that thing there . . . (pointing to Lucinda) . . . she's definitely a century or two.

    Luke covers his mouth to prevent from laughing. Carter smiles, amused, but even more impressed by Lisa's sassy personality.

    Lucinda: Mr. Wallace, you'll have to excuse this she-beast. She is as crass as they come. Please have a seat.
    Carter: (eyeing Lisa) Nothing wrong with being a little crass.

    Lisa looks back Carter, seductively. She likes this man. She wants to know more about him . . .

    Lucinda: (clear throat) Honey, that stunt you're trying to pull is tired. Just like you are. Now if you'll please excuse us, as I am funding Mr. Wallace's campaign, and go fetch us so more coffee . . .

    Lucinda hands Lisa the empty tea kettle. A smug grin comes across to Lucinda's face.

    Lucinda: Be a good hostess. OK, darling?
    Lisa: Go fetch you're own d*mn coffee. And while you're doing that, go get those crow's feet check out. Like a tree's rings, they're telling your age, Lucy.

    Lucinda gasps. Lucy tosses her hair and sashays off.

    Lucinda: (to Luke, touching her eyes) Is it that bad?

    On Luke searching for something to say,

    CUT TO

    INT. OAKDALE POLICE DEPARTMENT

    Margo peeks out of her office when Jack enters.

    Margo: Jack!

    Jack turns as Margo signals him to come into her office.

    INT. MARGO'S OFFICE

    Jack: What's up?
    Margo: I thought that you would want to see this.

    Margo hands him a paper.

    Jack: What is it?
    Margo: Something about your mother's death. I thought you'd want to look at it.

    Jack reads the paper. He then looks at Margo not believing a word of what is on the paper.

    Jack: Overdose . . .? (handing back to Margo) This has to be a mistake.
    Margo: It isn't. I spoke the the Chief of Police, and he wanted me to tell you that your mother's death was no accident. They're are officially declaring your mother's death as a murder, Jack.
    Jack: But the hospital staff . . . I--I talked to them all of the time. They all loved my mother.
    Margo: Well they are saying that there is no way that your mother could've been injected that much insulin. Not by a staff member anyways. This was intentional.
    Jack: What about her log? Her visitors log?
    Margo: They said they're looking into it . . .

    Jack's mind starts to wander off -- he's again picturing his mother holding her bloody hands out to him for help.

    Margo: Jack . . .
    Jack: (coming to) Sorry.
    Margo: You alright.
    Jack: I will be. Excuse me, Margo.

    Margo nods, giving him the OK. Jack excuses himself and closes the door behind him. His knees nearly buckling from underneath him, Jack leans up against the wall and starts to sob.

    Jack: What the h*ll is going on? Murder?

    Jack looks down at his badge, clipped to his belt.

    Jack: Is this what you were trying to tell me?

    Jack wipes the tears from his eyes and turns to see a vision of his mother advancing towards him, bloody. She is holding hands out to him for help.

    Deloris: Jack . . .! Jack . . .!

    On Jack nearly losing it,

    FADE OUT




  6. 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


  7. NothinButAttitude
    INT. THE INTRUDER – DAY

    Open in Emily’s office. A tight shot on Emily as she stares down at some papers on her desk. She marks them with a red, and is gradually becomes displeased with what she’s reading.

    Emily: No . . . No . . . No!

    Emily slams her pen down on the desk.

    Emily: This is abysmal!

    Samantha knocks on the door and then peeks in.



    Sam: Everything all right?
    Emily: (hostile) No. Everything is not all right. (then) You know what, something is wrong—who green-lit this story on the district attorney’s election?

    Sam comes in and closes the door. Sam signals for Emily to hand her the document. Emily passes it to her. Sam skims over it.

    Sam: I don’t see what’s wrong with it.
    Emily: (rolling eyes) Of course you don’t.
    Sam: Why the attitude? I just asked you a simple question.
    Emily: Then let me answer it . . . the story is boring. Point blank. That’s not going to sell any papers or bring us hits on the site.
    Sam: But it’s the truth.
    Emily: And it’s boring. Let’s spice it up some. Put some scandal into it. Something!

    Sam sighs.

    Emily: What was that for?
    Sam: Emily, we’re supposed to writing stories that are true and have integrity. I don’t see any scandal in the Hughes v. Wallace race. I just don’t.
    Emily: Of course you don’t because you’re green. Now let me school you on how the media industry—
    Sam: School me? Honey, who has the degree in journalism?
    Emily: And your point is? Clearly you missed the class on how to sell a proper story.
    Sam: No I just chose to skip that class because I believe that a paper should be foregrounded with the truth. Not centering a story around smut and scandal, but if you had proper training in journalism—
    Emily: (raising up) Proper training? Honey, I’ve been running this paper for well over a decade. And pretty d*mn fine before you came waltzing in here taking over . . . You know what, ever since you’ve gotten this job, you think you run the place.
    Sam: Whatever.

    Sam tosses the document on the desk.

    Emily: So now what? You’re going to go call grandma and let her know that we’re at a standstill?
    Sam: Nope. Run it.

    Emily is stunned that she’s won this round.

    Emily: Did you just say—
    Sam: I said run it. Change it. Edit it. Do what you want. Just don’t be surprised with the backlash.
    Emily: Oh it wouldn’t be the first.
    Sam: I’m sure it won’t.

    Off Sam’s exit, Emily smiles, pleased with herself. She then reaches and grabs the phone and starts to dial. She then waits for a second, then:

    Emily: Gary, hey. I need you and the rest of the guys at the printer to be ready. This story I’m about to send will be the headline . . . Yes, I know it will be rushed but make it happen. I want this story out before noon . . . Thanks. Bye.

    Emily hangs up the phone. She then goes back to work, churning out a story.



    We get a glimpse at the marked document on her desk; however, our eyes are drawn to three names on it: Tom Hughes, Carter Wallace, and . . . Scott Eldridge.

    CUT TO

    INT. TOM’S CAMPAIGN OFFICE

    His volunteers are working the phones, doing flyers, etc., but we pan back towards Tom, who is with some of his team as they go over some strategies in the background. Tom sits back and takes in their suggestions, attentively.

    Volunteer1: So Mr. Hughes, we need you to be on point at the first debate. We don’t need a knockout for certain, but we need you on point.
    Volunteer2: Yes. This first debate just needs to be what you plan on achieving if you win, and you debunking the ideals that you’ll have another mid-life crisis during your term.
    Tom: Trust me. That won’t happen.
    Volunteer2: I hope not because there are a lot of people in this town that are still upset about the last time you were D. A.



    Bonnie (O.C.): That won’t be a problem now that I am here.

    Everyone turns to see Bonnie coming in. She makes her way up to Tom and gives him a hug.
    Bonnie pulls back and looks Tom straight in the eye.

    Bonnie: You ready to go to war?

    Tom nods.

    Tom: More than ever future Assistant District Attorney.

    On Bonnie and Tom sharing a smile filled with determination,

    FADE OUT

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2VgH3loFZs

    FADE IN:

    INT. TOM’S CAMPAIGN OFFICE

    We pick up where we left off—a determined smile between the two. Then Bonnie breaks away, reacting with the interest about their campaign office. She digs it.

    Bonnie: Good estate. Right in the center of town, near the police station and town hall . . . just perfect.
    Tom: That’s the reason why I chose this place . . . Putting that aside, when did you get back in town?
    Bonnie: Last night.
    Tom: How’s Duncan?
    Bonnie: Doing better. He has his off days due to the chemo but he doing so much better.
    Tom: Glad to hear that. I’m still stunned when Jessica called us with the diagnosis—that Duncan had stage two prostate cancer.
    Bonnie: Me too. But we’re taking it day by day. I think it also helps that Mom is over there taking care of him. Shannon stopped by to see him . . . Beatrice pops in and out to see him.
    Tom: I’m bet he’s enjoying that, being surrounded by all the women he loves. Just shows how tragedy can bring loved ones back together.
    Bonnie: Tell me about it . . . Now, who is this Carter Wallace?

    Off Tom rolling his eyes,

    CUT TO

    INT. MONA LISA – DAY



    We open up on Carter flirting with Lisa, as they share a drink at the bar.

    Carter: So glad that you decided to join me for a drink.
    Lisa: I’ve never been one who turns down libations . . .

    Lisa seductively strokes her glass.

    Lisa: . . . especially when the person offering them looks just as good as the wine tastes.
    Carter: Mrs. Grimaldi, you wouldn’t be hitting on me, would you?
    Lisa: And if I were?
    Carter: Then I say cheers.

    Carter picks up his glass and he and Lisa have a toast. Lisa takes a sip of her wine all while keeping her eye on Carter. She likes him.

    Carter: So, Mrs—
    Lisa: Call me Lisa.
    Carter: OK, then. Lisa, how are things at the fashion house?
    Lisa: A mess. However, that is expected in fashion.
    Carter: I see . . . so when am I going to be invited there to see your fashions.
    Lisa: (modest) Carter, must you forget that you’re the enemy. I can’t take you around time showcasing you. I’d never hear the end of it from Tom.

    Carter takes Lisa’s into his and stares into her eyes.



    Carter: But just because Tom and I are at war does not mean we have to be.
    Lisa: (grinning) True . . .
    Carter: Plus, how will I know if you’re good enough to design my suit once I win the election.

    Lisa jokingly slaps Carter on the arm.

    Lisa: Very funny! You doubt my boy, but you forget that he has a bit of me in him.
    Carter: Well I hope it’s not your sexiness because I don’t nor will ever look at Tom like that.
    Lisa: I hope not . . . But resilience, resilience is what he inherited from me. He won’t lie down and take a beating easily.
    Carter: And I don’t expect him too.

    Carter’s phone interrupts him.

    Carter: Excuse me, Lisa.

    Carter turns away from her and answer it. Lisa waits patiently.

    Carter: Hello? . . . So they know? . . . (sighs) That’s fine. Better now that it comes out then later . . . All right. I’ll talk to you later. Bye, bye.
    Carter hangs up and turns back Lisa.

    Lisa: Now that, that is over . . .

    Lisa’s is preoccupied by something. Her glass drops out of her hand and shatters on the ground.

    Carter: Lisa, what’s—

    He follows where she is look at the other end of the restaurant is Scott. A waiter points him into the direction of Lisa and Carter. He tips the waiter and advances towards them.

    Lisa: . . . Scott?!



    Scott plants a kiss on the cheek and hugs her.

    Scott: Hey, Mom . . . Carter.

    Lisa looks at Carter.

    Lisa: You know my son?
    Scott: Of course he does. Meet Oakdale’s future Assistant D.A. and Carter’s running mate.

    On Lisa at a loss for words (for once),

    CUT TO

    INT. TOM’S CAMPAIGN OFFICE

    Bonnie and Tom are now in an adjacent office shut off from everyone else. Continuing where we left off with them.

    Tom: He’s some flashy attorney from Monticello.
    Bonnie: OK . . . so why is he running for D. A. here? Trust me, the crime rates are extremely high in Monticello. His expertise is needed there more than here.
    Tom: I said the same thing.
    Bonnie: But again, it doesn’t make sense. Why here? Monticello, Chicago, Somerset, Springfield, Bay City, and Salem—those areas should provide wet dreams for anyone running for D. A.
    Tom: I’m guessing the mayor. What’ve I’ve heard is that the two became golf buddies a few years back at the Governor’s charity golf tournament in Henderson.
    Bonnie: Did he try to run there too?
    Tom: (laughs) No. (stoic, but nervous) But I have been looking into his history and he has a stellar track record for his time in Monticello.
    Bonnie: How stellar?
    Tom: Way better than his predecessor, Mike Karr, and he was one h*ll of D. A.

    A Volunteer peeks their head into the office.

    Volunteer #3: Mr. Hughes, we need you out in the main room fast. Something has come up.
    Tom: (concerned) OK.

    Bonnie and Tom exchange looks. They both then rush out into the main room where everyone is surrounding a computer and holding paper newspapers in their hands.

    Bonnie: What is it?

    Another Volunteer hands Bonnie a newspaper.

    Volunteer #4: Take a look.

    A close-up shot of The Intruder, and the headline reads, “Brother V. Brother: Battle Lines Drawn.” There is a shot of Tom on one side and Carter and Scott on the other.

    Bonnie: You’re brother?

    Tom snatches the paper from Bonnie and flings it across the room.

    Tom: D*mmit, Emily!
    Bonnie: But what damage can it do? Everyone has probably known that Scott’s been back in town, right?
    Tom: No.
    Bonnie: Tom!
    Tom: I know, I know. I was hoping to convince him drop out the race before they made a public announcement or it went out to the presses, but I’m not surprised that big mouth Emily found out before everyone else. (paces the floor) But I can fix this, I can fix this.
    Volunteer #5: (at computer) I wouldn’t say that just yet.

    Volunteer #5 slides aside to show the same story online.

    Tom: She put it online too!
    Bonnie: Tom, that’s not the point. Look!

    Bonnie points to the side of the screen where Emily has a Twitter box embedded on the site, and it shows a feed of all the other newspapers across Illinois linking to her story.

    Bonnie: Sh*t just got real.
    Tom: F*ck!

    Tom flips a chair over before calming down.

    Tom: I’m going to kill her.

    On Tom enraged,

    FADE OUT

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hR1jFxeam4s

  8. 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










  9. 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




  10. NothinButAttitude
    INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (ELEVATOR)


    We open up with Kim and Bob holding each other hands.


    Kim: You excited?


    Bob: More than ever. I never thought I'd miss this place.


    Kim: Now remember our deal. . .


    Bob: I know, sweetheart. John and Chris both said they'll do their best to help me keep the work load down.


    Kim: I'll hold you to it.


    Bob looks at Kim, lovingly. She does the same. The two go to lean in for a kiss when the elevator doors open to a crowd of close family and friends.


    Crowd: SURPRISE!!!


    Bob and Kim step off the elevator stunned as they enter into the




    INT. 3RD STORY LOBBY


    which is filled with balloons, decorations, food, music, etc. John walks over and guides the couple through the crowd.


    Kim: Dear God.


    Bob: (to John) All of this is for me?


    John: Of course. You are the man of the hour.


    On John patting Bob on the back and Bob overcome with joy





    INT. 3RD STORY LOBBY


    Picking up where we left off. Katie hands Bob and Kim a glass of punch while Chris hands his father his lab coat.


    Chris: You're gonna need this too.


    Chris hands Bob a brand new stethoscope.


    Bob: (taking it, emotional) Thanks, son.


    John: And you'll need these too.


    John takes Bob's hand and places the keys in them.


    John: I'm relieved of my duties.


    Bob: (joking) Don't get to happy.


    Bob and John laugh when Lucinda makes her way over.


    Lucinda: (kissing Bob on the cheek) Welcome back, darling. On behalf of the board, we are all glad that you are back.


    Bob: Thanks, Lucinda.


    Lucinda: No problem.


    Lisa crosses over to greet Bob and Kim. Lucinda eyes Lisa with a disdain glance.


    Lisa: Welcome back, honey. (kissing Bob, then Kim) So glad that you two moved back home. Oakdale was no fun without you two.


    Kim: (to Lisa) And life without you was just as boring.


    Lisa and Kim laugh.


    Lucinda: (mutters) I beg to differ.


    Lisa: (snapping her head) What did you say, Ole' Lucy?


    Lucinda: Lucinda. My name is Lucinda.


    Lisa: I know what your name is, Lucy. Now what did you say?


    Lucinda: Oh nothing.


    John: (sensing the tension) Chris, Bob, how about some cake?


    Bob: (uncomfortable) Yeah. . . I'll take you up on that offer, John.


    Bob and Chris follow John to get some cake.


    Lisa: Anyways. . . (to Kim) I've got good news!


    Kim: Please share!


    Lisa: Well I've got a new business venture with Barbara and Carly.


    Kim nearly chokes on her drink.


    Kim: . . .Carly?! As in Jack's Carly? Carly Tenney?


    Lisa: Yep.


    Lucinda: Oh how I would've loved to have been a fly on the wall during this business meeting.


    Lisa cuts her eyes at Lucinda for a beat, then


    Lisa: (to Kim) We put our differences aside and decided to open a fashion house together.


    Kim: That's great!


    Lucinda: (being flippant) Oh it is! We shall see how long this lasts.


    Lisa: Lucy. . . don't hate.


    Lucinda: Never a hater. Always a congratulator.


    Lisa: I beg to differ.


    Kim: Maybe we can do a piece for WOAK on your venture.


    Lisa: (lighting up) Oh yeah?!


    Kim: Yes! I think that the people of Oakdale would love to hear three of their greatest designers come together to form something major.


    Lisa: I love it!


    Kim: You know what, Lisa, I'm gonna call the station and have the crew get on it. (digging in her clutch and grabbing her cell) Excuse me.


    Kim walks off to the opposite side of the room to make the call leaving Lucinda and Lisa all alone.


    Lisa: Aren't you gonna congratulate me?


    Lucinda: For what?


    Lisa: Just out of respect. Businesswoman to businesswoman.


    Lucinda: I'd hardly call you a businesswoman but if it makes you feel better then congrats.


    Lisa: I'm gonna remember this moment--you insulting me down the road when you ask us to buy advertisement for The Intruder.


    Lucinda: Write it down, take a picture, do whatever. I doubt I'll ask you for anything.


    Lucinda starts to walk off when Lisa grabs her by the arm.


    Lisa: Oh Lucy, hold on.


    Lisa digs in her purse and places something in Lucinda's hand.


    Lisa: I brought this just for you. You need it. Trust me.


    Lisa walks off laughing. Lucinda looks in her hand to see Lisa left her a pill -- a Midol.


    Lucinda: Tacky witch!


    CUT TO


    INT. JACK/CARLY (LIVING ROOM)


    JJ sits on the sofa laughing uncontrollably at the TV. Parker, sitting nearby at the table, watches on annoyed.


    Parker: (over it) JJ. . .


    JJ ignores him and keeps laughing.


    Parker: JJ. . .


    JJ keeps laughing.


    Parker walks over, snags the remote off the table, and cuts the TV off.


    JJ: What the h*ll was that for?!


    Parker: If you can see, I'm trying to study.


    JJ: Then go to the room or the kitchen--the library is open today too.


    Parker: I prefer to study down here. Now keep quiet.


    JJ: Who died and make you king?


    Parker: No one, but--


    JJ: But what? You wouldn't have to study in the summer if you didn't screw around during the school year. Not my problem.


    Parker: I find that odd, coming from you.


    JJ: What?


    Parker produces the notes from his pocket and flashes it at JJ. JJ goes to snatch it but Parker prevents him from grabbing it.


    JJ: Give it to me.


    Parker: Nope.


    JJ: I'm not joking, Parker. Give me the note.


    Parker: No.


    JJ: I SAID GIVE ME THE NOTE!


    Parker: Here.


    Parker hands JJ the note with a grin on his face. JJ reads the note then rips it up.


    JJ: Stay out of my business.


    Parker: Fine. Oh, don't think that you tearing up that note prevents you from hiding the truth from Mom and Dad. They're gonna find out when August swings around and they discover that you can't go back to the academy.


    JJ: Shut up.


    Parker: Oh I will. I'm not gonna say a peep. I'm gonna sit back and watch you squirm all summer long. (leaning in close, taunting) All that money Mom and Dad spent to send you to that nice, fancy school. . . Can't wait to see them eat you alive upon learning that you've been kicked out.


    JJ glares at Parker with a burning hatred. The moment ceases upon hearing a baby cry—it’s Nora (Jack & Carly’s baby).


    Parker: Better go and check on the baby, JJ.


    JJ frowns at Parker as he advances up the stairs, disappearing and,


    On Parker, pleased,


    CUT TO


    INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL


    Bob, Chris, and John still stand by the table eating cake and watching everyone else enjoy themselves when John's (and Iva's) son, MJ comes rushing up to them.


    MJ: Dad—


    Bob is shocked to see MJ and puts his cake down to hug MJ.


    Bob: I haven’t seen you in years, how is your mother?


    MJ: She’s doing great.


    Bob: Glad to hear and glad to have you in the intern’s program too.


    MJ: Thanks. (to John) You’re needed in the ER. Mr. Tibbett is complaining about his pacemaker again.


    John: I’m on my way. (to Bob) Excuse me.


    Bob: No problem. About that time we all get back to work.


    John rushes off with MJ.


    PAN OVER


    To Casey, Margo, and Tom sitting off to the side in mid conversation. Casey, however, is distracted by Allison, who is across the room looking at him.


    Margo: I was thinking that it would be best that you interned with your father, Casey.


    Casey doesn’t answer back.


    Margo: Casey!


    Casey: (snapping out of it) Oh yeah. Sure.


    Margo looks across the room to see what her son is staring at and see a somber Allison. Margo gives her a dirty look and Allison walks out of frame.


    Margo: I thought you two were over.


    Casey: We are.


    Margo: Then why stare at her constantly?


    Casey: Mom, I don’t want to hear it. . .


    Tom: She’s telling the truth, Casey. Do you want to be with Allison?


    Casey: No! I did call off the engagement.


    Margo: Then you need to move on. That’s why you need to—


    Casey: Take the job with, Dad. I heard you before.


    Tom: Which won’t be a long-term internship.


    Margo: (puzzled) What’s that supposed to mean?


    Tom: Because I’m considering running for District Attorney.


    Margo: You are?


    Tom: Yes. That’s if you don’t mind working with your husband again?


    Margo: (popping Tom) Oh Tom! (hugging and kissing him) Of course I don’t mind! That’s great!


    Tom: Then it’s settled. I’m running for the DA position.


    Margo: And Casey can help you.


    Casey: (dryly) Sure.


    Margo: Maybe that’ll help his mind off of Allison.


    On Casey, doubtful that’ll happen,


    CUT TO




    INT. TERMINAL IN AIRPORT (CHICAGO)


    A FLIGHT ATTENDANT opens the door to let people off the plane. A crowd of people exit off of it. The last two to exit off are JAMI and MONIQUE—best friends and foils of one another (Jami being a white, a yank, more demure, and reserved while Monique is a black, a Brit, little vamp (yet fashionable), and lively {and has an attitude if you cross her}).


    Jami grabs her two bags from underneath the bus while Monique struggles grabbing her entire wardrobe from underneath the bus.


    Jami: Honey, how did you get all of that on the plane? You’re only allowed one carry on!


    Monique: I told them that the Louis does not go underneath the plane. (struggling with luggage) And you’re lucky I agreed to come along. (looking around) Ugh. We gave up London to come here to Neverland?


    Jami: Neverland?


    The two start down the terminal.


    Monique: Yes. NEVERLAND. Nothing is here.


    Jami: Mo, we’re in an airport terminal. Of course nothing is here; we haven’t even made it to the exit.


    Monique: (sneering) And that is long enough for me to see that nothing is going on here. There better be hot guys here.


    Jami: We’re in the city, of course they’re gonna be hot guys. Now we better go and catch a taxi.


    Monique: You better hope I see some hot guys when I get to Oakland.


    Jami: It’s Oakdale.


    Monique: Same thing.


    Jami goes to drag Monique by the arm when Monique stops her.


    Monique: Oh no, honey. No running. Do you see the shoes I have on?


    Jami looks down to see a nice pair of black/white patterned heels.


    Monique: Chanel.


    Jami: Why would you wear that on the flight?


    Monique: Why wouldn’t I?


    Jami: (sighs) I’m not gonna even go there with you. . .


    Monique: (tossing her hair) Wise choice.


    Jami: Now let’s go get my luggage and go get a taxi.


    Monique: Yeah, yeah. (putting on Chanel shades) Oakhaven ain’t ready for the diva!


    Jami: Oakdale, Mo.


    Monique: Isn’t that what I said?


    Jami: No.


    Monique: Whatever.


    Jami tries not to laugh as she shakes her head in disbelief at her over the top friend. And on Jami walking and Monique sashaying,







    FADE OUT


    THE END





    COMING UP


    - Tragedy strikes in Oakdale to a young teen


    - JJ starts to rebel causing a rift in the Snyder/Tenney household


    - Holden wants to move on . . . without Lily


    - Jami and Monique reach Oakdale


    - Monique likes what she sees in Casey


    - Tom meets his opponent in the run for the office


    - Henry’s sister, Clark, reaches Oakdale with ties to Mo & Jami


    - Meg continues on her quest of getting Emily out the picture and uses Emily’s weakness to do so . . . a HUGHES man.


    - More characters come to Oakdale, shaking things up!

  11. NothinButAttitude
    EXT. SNYDER FARM

    Holden & Emma sit on the porch in peace sipping on a glass of tea. Then a red Toyota Camry '12 drives around the winding road towards the house. It's Lily.

    Holden: (getting up) Kids are here.
    Emma: Good. I better rush and see if the cookies I baked for them are ready.
    Holden: You do that.

    Emma heads into the house as Holden walks off the porch and starts over towards the car.

    Ethan and Natalie hop out the car and rush over to Holden, hugging him tightly. Lily watches on smiling.

    Natalie: I've so missed you, Daddy!
    Holden: It's was only a couple of days.
    Natalie: But it seemed like forever.
    Holden: Well I apologize. I hope I won't have to leave so sudden and for so long again.
    Natalie: You say that every time; however, all can be forgiven if you got what I asked. . .
    Lily: Natalie!
    Holden: (to Lily) She's fine. (to Natalie) If you are referring to a new pair of riding boots then I got them.

    Natalie jumps up and down with joy.

    Holden: (to Ethan) And don't worry, I got you something too.
    Ethan: What?
    Holden: You have to go inside and see it.
    Ethan: Cool!

    The squeaky screen door opens with Aaron stepping outside.

    Aaron: I thought I heard you two from inside!
    Natalie & Ethan: AARON!!

    The two kids rush over to hug their brother before he leads them into the house leaving Holden and Lily alone for once.

    Lily: You didn't tell me that Aaron was back in town.
    Holden: It kind of happened at the last minute.
    Lily: Well I wish you would've told me. I could've baked him my apple pie that he loves so much.
    Holden: No need. Momma is already in there baking up a storm. I don't think we need another dessert.
    Lily: (wounded) Oh. . . (getting to the point) Look, Holden, we need to--
    Holden: Lily. . .
    Lily: You promised we'd discuss us when you got back.
    Holden: (taking the kids bags from Lily) What is there to discuss?
    Lily: Holden!
    Holden: Lily. . .
    Lily: I am sick of the kids being upset that we aren't together anymore. You've made your point now you should just come home.
    Holden: I am home.
    Lily: No! With me and kids I mean.
    Holden: Lily. . .
    Lily: What?!
    Holden: I did some thinking while I was gone and--(beat, trying to find words, then) I don't think that--
    Lily: What?! We should be together? Is that what you are trying to say, Holden?
    Holden: Maybe. . .

    Lily, now pissed, wipes the tears from her eyes.

    Lily: I wasn't the only one that screwed up, Holden!
    Holden: Did I say that?
    Lily: No but you sure as h*ll are implying it!
    Holden: There you go. . .
    Lily: (frazzled now) Doing what?! Putting words in your mouth? I just asked a simple question! Yes or no?
    Holden: No. No to us.

    This is a blow to Lily. She stands in silence, verklempt by Holden's confession.

    Holden: Lily, I think that everything that went down with Molly and Damien, it is kind of hard to just push it all behind us and just pick up where we left off because we can't.
    Lily: I gave you everything you asked for. You asked for space, I gave it you. But I ask you for one little thing--
    Holden: Little? I hardly find us reuniting as something little.
    Lily: (head down, shaking it, embarrassed) I always forgave you. I always took you back. When you married Emily, when you had amnesia, when you left me and went to therapy, when you SLEPT WITH CARLY!
    Holden: Calm down.
    Lily: Don't tell me to calm down, dammit! I've been wasting away waiting for you. All the me I gave up for you--Damian, Dusty, Mike! The list goes on and on but not anymore, Holden Snyder. Not anymore!
    Holden: You are seriously overreacting. I just don't think that we can reunite now. . .
    Lily: Now or later--what is the difference?! I'll tell you the difference, there is no now and there will be no later. Goodbye, Holden.

    A destroyed Lily gets into the car and speeds off and on Holden watching on, torn



    INT. OAKDALE UNIVERSITY (DORMITORY)

    Monique and Jami make their down the busy hallway--girls running around in towels, some giggling and laughing in the doorway, some doing as they are about to do and move in. The two finally make it to the end of the hall where they see their room--ROOM 235.

    Jami: This is it.

    Jami opens the door to the room to reveal an empty, yet spacious room for two--two desks, two twin beds, two closets. Both of them walk in looking around at their new home.

    Monique: At least it is bigger than our old dorm room back in London.
    Jami: True.

    Jami walks over to the window while Monique inspects one of the beds. She notices a spot on comforter on the bed and cringes.

    Mo: You can have this bed.
    Jami: (looking back) Sure.

    Mo eases over to the other side of the room and sits her stuff on the floor before plopping onto the bed.

    Mo: I can't believe that your mother thinks that we are studying abroad for a semester in Paris.
    Jami: (sitting on her bed) Well she's never one to pry. She just wrote the check out to the school and handed it over to me.
    Mo: Well my mother would never do that.
    Jami: That's why I had you apply for all those fashion abroad scholarships.
    Mo: But what about when they call?
    Jami: You still have the same number unless you changed it.
    Mo: OK. Then what about when they want to visit?
    Jami: We'll tell them that we're out of the country--we're in Italy or something.
    Mo: OK. You really have this all planned out don't you?
    Jami: I try.
    Mo: Well I don't need you to try. I just need you to--

    Two very attractive young men walk by the door, grabbing Mo's attention.

    Jami: Mo?
    Mo: (still mesmerized) Huh?
    Jami: Mo, pay attention to me.
    Mo: Girl please. I saw two fine young yanks walk pass our door and I want to get to know them.

    Mo goes and stands in the doorway, eying the guys in the hallway.

    Jami: OK. . . but I thought that you were just worried about--
    Mo: (shooing Jami) Ignore whatever I said. I think I'm going like it here in Oakville.
    Jami: Oakdale.
    Mo: Yeah, yeah. Same thing.
    Jami: Now I was thinking that we should also take full advantage of the time we have here. Like getting internships.

    Mo continues to ignore Jami as she still has her eyes on the guys.

    Jami: Mo!

    Jami pulls Mo inside and closes the door.

    Mo: Huh?
    Jami: Did you hear anything I just said?
    Mo: . . .No.
    Jami: (groans) Internships! Internships!
    Mo: What about them?
    Jami: We should apply for internships while we are here.
    Mo: I seriously doubt that there is an internship for fashion in Mayberry USA.
    Jami: Have you even looked?
    Mo: No! Have you found an internship?
    Jami: Actually I have and I have an interview tomorrow.
    Mo: Where?
    Jami: Oakdale Memorial Hospital.
    Mo: Hold on, isn't that where your grandfather works?
    Jami: Yes, but--
    Mo: OK. . . I thought that you said you weren't going to just pop in be like, (mocking) "Hey, I'm Jami Sartell. You must must be Bob Hughes. Oh guess what, and I'm your granddaughter conceived by your daughter who you haven't seen in twenty plus years!"
    Jami: That isn't the point.
    Mo: Then why apply there?
    Jami: (looking for an answer, then) OK, fine! You were right minus the "I'm your granddaughter" crap but I just want to work near him. I mean he is the reason I am going to be a doctor.
    Mo: I already know the story girl and I have since we were two. Your mother left Oakdale to volunteer in Montega, found love with your successful lawyer turned mobster dad, had you and brothers, left your dad and went into hiding and wound up in London, and somehow failed to tell her parents that she had a husband and kids.
    Jami: It is embarrassing when you put it like that.
    Mo: It is but what's done is done. You just have to be cautious. I know that you want to have a family reunion with your maternal side of the family but you have to be aware that you can't just burst into these people lives. You have to ease into their lives while still keeping your whereabouts hidden from your daddy.
    Jami: True. So should I not go in for the interview?
    Mo: Yes but don't go flying off at the mouth just yet. We're going to do this as we planned months ago, so when the truth does come out, your entire family won't feel like their hit with a ton a bricks trying to protect you.

    Jami's phone rings. It reads Aunt Frannie.

    Jami: Better answer it.
    Mo: You better.
    Jami: Hello?
    Frannie: Hey, sweetie. Have you guys settled in?
    Jami: Yes, ma'am.
    Frannie: Perfect. Just checking to see if things are alright.
    Jami: It is. How's my mom?
    Frannie: A wreck. She already wants to hop on the Eurostar and head over to Paris.
    Jami: Oh boy.
    Frannie: Don't worry, I got her on a leash.
    Jami: Hopefully it is short.
    Frannie: Well don't you worry about her. Your Uncle Andy and I have it under control. You just have fun and enjoy your time getting to know the family AND SLOWLY.
    Jami: I know. Mo just reminded me.
    Frannie: Good. I always liked that girl.
    Jami: (smiling at Mo) So do I. But Aunt Frannie. . .
    Frannie: Yes.
    Jami: Thanks.
    Frannie: You're welcome. It is about time that everyone else learns about you, your brothers, and everything else but in due time.
    Jami: Well speaking of my brothers, will you kiss Linc, Robert, and Edgar for me?
    Frannie: Will do and be safe.
    Jami: I will.

    Jami hangs up the phone with hope that everything is going to pan out as she wishes.






    COMING SOON


    - Jami meets Bob


    - Mo gets an internship at BLC at makes an ally and an enemy


    - Clark, Henry's sister, arrives in Oakdale


    - Luke returns to Oakdale with Noah soon following


    - Tragedy strikes involving a young teen


    - Jack receives bad news


    - Craig reverts to old ways


    - Meg uses a Hughes man to get what she wants. . . Paul


    - Casey & Aaron both find new mates


    - Emily's paper, The Intruder is intruded upon

  12. NothinButAttitude
    INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (BOB'S OFFICE)

    Jami sits patiently outside Bob's door with a folder containing her transcripts, resume, and various other paperwork in her hand. The door opens and Bob peeks his head out with a smile on his face.

    Bob: Jami?
    Jami: Y-yes.
    Bob: C'mon in.

    Jami takes a deep breath to contain herself and then goes inside to see it decorated with plaques and various photos of his family. However, sitting near and dear on his desk a photo--




    Jami nearly loses it realizing what she has been robbed of until--

    Bob: Jami, come have seat.
    Jami: Umm, yes, Sir.

    Jami eases down into the seat across from Bob. She hands him the folder. Bob flips through it, liking what he sees.

    Bob: University of Oxford. . . sounds good. I'm still trying to figure out what made you come here to little ole' Oakdale?
    Jami: Well I wanted to work over here and the States--hopefully bring what I learned over in London and apply it here and vice versa. Plus, I have family over here.
    Bob: You do? Where?
    Jami: California! (look off to the side) California. . .

    Looking off to the side, her eyes land on a photo of his bookshelf of Bob & Kim--their wedding photo.

    Jami: (sotto) How nice. . .
    Bob: Excuse me?
    Jami: Oh, the picture of you and I assume is your wife.
    Bob: (proud) Yep. That's me and my Kim. Twenty-eight years and going strong.
    Jami: How beautiful.
    Bob: (handing back her folder) There is no need to look of your credentials anymore. I think you're more than qualified to join out intern program. We'd be lucky to have you.
    Jami: Really?
    Bob: Really. And you can start tomorrow if you can.
    Jami: I'd be honored.

    Jami shakes Bob's hand.

    Jami: You won't regret your decision.
    Bob: I'm sure I won't.

    Jami grabs her things and walks out, closing the door. She leans up against the wall shedding tears of joy.

    Jami: You won't regret it, Grandpa. You won't.

    Not paying attention, she starts to walk off and rams into MJ sending her papers all over the floor. They both kneel down and collect them.

    Jami: (wiping tears away) I am so sorry.
    MJ: No problem. (noticing she's been crying) You alright?
    Jami: Yeah. Oh yeah. Just got some really good news.
    MJ: Glad to hear that. (extending hand) Dr. MJ Dixon.
    Jami: (shaking his hand) Dr. Jamison Sartell. But everyone calls me Jami.

    The two stand up and MJ hands her the papers he collected. She places them back in the folder. Bob peeks his head out the door again.

    Bob: Is everything alright?
    MJ: Just a minor accident.
    Jami: Yeah.
    Bob: OK. (going back into his office, then) Oh, MJ, this is Jami, our newest intern. You two will be spending a lot of time together for the next year. (to Jami) He's an intern too.
    Jami: Great. I think I just made my first friend.

    Jami smiles and walks off leaving MJ in a daze. He likes what he sees.

    Bob: (interrupting moment) Pretty girl, huh?
    MJ: Yeah.

    On MJ, intrigued,

    CUT TO

    INT. MONA LISA

    Mo sits at a table sketching designs when Lisa comes over to the table.

    Lisa: Hello, sweetheart. Are you enjoying the food here?
    Mo: Huh? (noticing the untouched food on the table) Oh wow! I am so sorry. I was so wrapped up in sketching that I totally forgot that the waiter brought the plate out here. My mother would kill me if she knew I was drawing at a table in public.
    Lisa: No problem, honey. We all get wrapped up in other things. . .(noticing the sketch). . .especially when we have talent like that--are you a designer?
    Mo: I'd like to think I am or at least be able to be one in the near future. Why do you ask, Ms. . .
    Lisa: Grimaldi. But you can call me Lisa.
    Mo: THE Lisa Grimaldi? The designer?!
    Lisa: (grinning) In the flesh!

    Mo chunks her pad onto the floor and grabs Lisa into a hug. Lisa is bewildered.

    Mo: (pulling away) Oh my God! I was a HUGE fan of Get Real Fashions! Would it be bad if I was to tell you that I still fit into some of the dresses that you made years ago! And Barbara Ryan--she's your friend and I loved her daughter, Jennifer's line, Street Jeans! I can't believe that I am talk to THE Lisa Grimaldi.
    Lisa: (basking in it) Believe it! But with designs like that, you've got a great future yourself.
    Mo: I do?
    Lisa: You do. (hands her a card) Meet me at this address in the morning. I might have a job in store for you. . .?
    Mo: Monique.
    Lisa: Monique. See you in the morning.

    Lisa gets up and walks away. On Mo, thrilled,

    INT. WORLDWIDE (MAILROOM)

    Gabriel stuffs mail into various mailboxes when Paul enters.

    Paul: Gabriel. Just the man I've been looking for.
    Gabriel: You have? Why?
    Paul: Is that how you're supposed to talk to your superior? I'm sure your dad has taught you proper etiquette when adressing superiors. Then again, your dad is Craig Montgomery. . .
    Gabriel: My apologies. Let me try that again. (being flippant) Mr. Ryan, how may I help you?

    Paul hands him a package.

    Paul: I need this delivered to Lucinda in person as soon as possible.
    Gabriel: Why not fax it? Email it?
    Paul: Why don't you do your job?
    Gabriel: (looking at the mass amounts of mail then Paul) What is all of this then?
    Paul: Just deliver the package within the next thirty minutes. This is important business. I'm trusting you. I just hope I don't eat these words. . .

    Paul walks off as Gabriel watches with disdain on his face.

    Gabriel: (sighs) Why the h*ll couldn't he have delivered this. (looks at watch) I was supposed to meet Liberty after putting up this mail and I'll be here all night.

    Gabriel moans and exits, slamming the door behind him.

    CUT TO

    INT. CARLY/JACK

    Open on Jack, JJ, and Parker sit on the sofa watching the NBA finals.

    Jack: I get this feeling that the Heat is about to bring home the championship.
    JJ: Not if Oklahoma can help it!
    Carly (OS): Can someone can and get the dip for me?
    Jack: (into the game) In a second, honey!
    JJ: Yeah, Mom.
    Parker: Well I'm hungry. JJ, go and get the dip.
    JJ: You go and get it.
    Parker: JJ. . .go and get the dip if you know what is best for you.

    JJ glances at Parker, who has a sly smile on his face, ready to expose a secret.

    JJ: (getting up) Fine.

    JJ heads into the kitchen when the phone rings.

    Carly (OS): Get the phone!
    Jack: OK, honey.

    Jack, still into the game, shuffles over to the phone, and answers it.

    Jack: Hello. . .this is him. . .yes. . .what?

    The phone slips out of Jack's hand as he is frozen in place, somewhat catatonic.

    Parker: (noticing Jack) Dad. . .

    Carly (with Baby Nora), Sage, and JJ (with a bowl of dip) from the kitchen.

    Carly: Jack, what's wrong?
    Jack: My mother. . .she's dead.

    On Carly overwhelmed by this,

    CUT TO

    INT. SKIDZ BAR

    Meg storms and slams her purse on the bar before having a seat.

    Meg: I'll have the strongest drink you can come up with!

    Bartender nods and goes to make her a drink. Meg sits fuming before she notices Ryder sitting beside her.

    Meg: Hey you!
    Ryder: Hey. Clearly, something is bothering you. Lemme guess? Emily Ryan?
    Meg: I don't even want to hear that tramp's name. Not until I get a drink in me.
    Ryder: Fine by me.

    A moment of awkward silence and Ryder takes a sip of his beer, then

    Meg: What do men see in her? I mean be honest!
    Ryder: I don't know. . .I don't really know her. Know of her, yes.
    Meg: Well keep it that way. That venomous viper is determined to raise my daughter at all costs. (grabs her drink and takes a sip) I'm not going to let that happen.
    Ryder: Just be reasonable.
    Meg: Excuse me?
    Ryder: (turning to Meg) Listen, be reasonable, Meg. I know what it is like to be jerked between two mothers--my biological mother and my mother.

    Guilt comes across Meg's face.

    Ryder: Don't feel bad. I'm just warning you to be reasonable. Take Eliza's feelings into consideration because when both of my mothers were fighting over me, they didn't take my feelings into consideration at all. Instead, they both thought they knew best and really didn't. There is enough love to go around.
    Meg: No offense, Ryder, but I have to get my daughter away from her. Emily is so baby hungry--
    Ryder: You're going to regret it one day, Meg. You all are. Be reasonable.
    Meg: I can't be?! This is Emily Stewart we are talking about. The same woman who is infamous for stealing men and now babies. You should know or have at least heard about it. Seducing Hughes men is a right of passage in the Stewart household.
    Ryder: Well I wouldn't know about that nor do I. Just take heed of what I said.

    Ryder gets up and walks away.

    Meg: I can't, Ryder. I can't. Reasonable is not in Emily's vocab. But Hughes men are. I think I just found my golden ticket and you are it, Ryder.

    On Meg struggling with her impending scheme,

    CUT TO

    EXT. GABRIEL'S MOTORCYCLE

    Gabriel zooms down the road winding road as the rain starts to pour. His phone beeps and Gabriel reaches in his pocket to reveal a text from Liberty that states, "I can't wait to see you tonight. I love you."

    Gabriel heart warms at the sight of the text. Then looks up to notice he has drifted into the wrong lane. An oncoming taxi rams into Gabriel, sending him into the air before hitting the ground.

    The taxi comes a screeching halt and a pair of man's feet rush out the back of the taxi over to Gabriel. Kneeling down and taking off Gabriel's helmet, we hear a gasp. We pan up to see it's Luke.

    Luke: Oh my God. (to the taxi driver) What have you done!
    Taxi Driver: What are you talking about?! He was on the wrong side of road!
    Luke: Just go! Go get help!
    Taxi Driver: What about my money?
    Luke: You stupid b*stard! How can you worry about getting paid at a time like this! Go get help now before I kick your a**!

    The Taxi Driver hops into the car and speed off.

    Luke: Hang on, Gabriel, help is coming. Just hang on.

    On Luke cradling a bloody Gabriel in his arms,

    FADE OUT





    - Mo makes an ally and enemy at BLC
    - Clark, Henry's sister, arrives in Oakdale
    - Luke returns to Oakdale with Noah soon following
    - History repeats itself as tragedy strikes involving a young teen
    - Craig reverts to old ways
    - Casey & Aaron both find new mates
    - Emily's paper, The Intruder is intruded upon
  13. NothinButAttitude
    INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (WAITING AREA)

    Roseanna, Liberty, Luke, and Katie wait patiently with somber looks written on their faces. Meanwhile, Craig, off to the side, leans against the wall—clearly destroyed.

    Liberty: (jumping up) I can’t sit here anymore I need answers and now!
    Katie: And we’ll get them. (pulling her down) But until then we need to sit and be patient.
    Liberty: But I can’t. I can’t! (on the verge of crying) I can’t bear to lose Gabriel too! Not after Dad, I can’t.
    Katie holds Liberty as she sobs. Craig, over it, walks off. Roseanna gets up and chases after him.
    Luke: (shaking his head) This is all my fault. . .
    Katie: No it isn’t. It’s no one’s fault. Just an accident and Gabe will pull through just fine.

    On Katie struggling to believe her own advice,

    CUT TO

    EXT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (ROOFTOP)

    Roseanna slowly ease up to Craig with tears falling from his eyes as he gazes at the view of Oakdale. Roseanna reaches out to touch him but pulls away, unsure.

    Craig: No words of encouragement are going to help me, Roseanna.
    Roseanna: I know. . .
    Craig: (facing her, snappy) Then why are you up here?!
    Roseanna: Because you don’t need to be alone. Not at this time.
    Craig: Yeah I do. I need space to think, to process this. I haven’t felt like this since—
    Roseanna: Since Bryant?
    Craig: Yeah.
    Roseanna: Well Gabe is not dead and for we know, he might pull through this.
    Craig: He better or I’m going to make Paul and Lucinda pay. . .

    With fury and hatred taking over Craig,



    INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (SHOWER/LOCKEROOM)

    Jami puts on the top of her scrubs when MJ, shirtless, comes around the corner. Jami smiles at him.

    MJ: What?
    Jami: Nothing. I just didn’t expect to see you half naked so soon.
    MJ: (joking, covering his nipples) Then stop looking!

    Jami burst into laughter when Chris bursts in. MJ quickly puts on his shirt and Jami ties her hair back and the two stand up looking at Chris.

    Chris: Is he here yet?
    MJ: Who?
    Chris: Dr. Wyatt?
    MJ: Not that I know of.

    Suddenly, the three hear a woman moaning from the shower. Suspicious, Chris storms over to the shower, with MJ and Jami following, and opens the door to reveal DR. STEPHEN WYATT having sex with another female doctor. Off the woman screaming,

    Chris: What the h*ll is going on?

    The female doctor grabs the only towel and rushes out the shower. Stephen covers his male parts with his hands and embarrassed, smiles.

    Stephen: Hey, Chris. Longtime since we’ve last seen each other. But not like this. . .
    Chris: Pig.
    Stephen: You'd know.

    Chris slams the shower door.

    Chris: And so you know, you’re needed in the emergency room. (to Jami & MJ) C’mon you two.

    Jami, Chris, and MJ exit. Then Stephen peeks out of the shower and waves at the female doctor. She rushes back into the shower and the close the door. She tosses the towel over the shower, and on a shot of the towel lying on the floor and them laughing in the background,

    CUT TO

    INT. FAIRWINDS (FOYER)

    Emily rushes in to find Paul grabbing the mail off the table. He notices something is wrong by the look on her face.

    Paul: What happened?
    Emily: If you answered by phone calls you’d know.
    Paul: My phone died on the way home. Now what’s wrong?
    Emily: You didn’t hear?
    Paul: Hear what?
    Emily: (grabbing his hand) Let’s have a seat.
    Paul: (snatching away) How about you just tell me what happened? Is it Meg again?
    Emily: . . .No.
    Paul: Then what is it? Spill it.
    Emily: It’s Gabriel. He was in an accident on one of the back roads.
    Paul: What?!
    Emily: Yeah—

    Distraught, Paul runs past her, exiting and leaving the door open.

    Emily: Paul! Paul, come back!

    On Emily looking out the door distressed,

    CUT TO

    INT. CARLY/JACK (LIVING ROOM)

    Open up on Carly standing the with a phone to ear. Jack and the kids, consoling him, sit nearby.

    Carly: Alright. Thanks for calling me Roseanna and keep me update.

    Carly hangs up the phone and turns to Jack, anxious.

    Jack: (noticing her expression) What now?
    Carly: Umm. . . it’s was Roseanna. She’s at the hospital.
    JJ: Is she OK?!
    Carly: Yes. She’s fine. But Gabriel isn’t. He was in an accident on one of the back roads near Route 66.

    Parker jumps up and grabs his coat.

    Carly: Where are you going?
    Parker: To find Liberty and let her know.
    Carly: But—

    Parker exits.

    Carly: . . .she already knows.

    Carly sighs, and

    CUT TO

    INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (WAITING AREA)

    Tom, Casey, & Margo, Dusty & Janet (with Johnny & Lorenzo), Holden, and Lily have joined everyone. We pick up with
    Luke, Holden, and Lily, who sit off to the side.

    Holden: Have you been checked out?
    Luke: For what? Nothing is wrong with me.
    Holden: But you still need to get checked out.
    Luke: Well until I hear that Gabriel is alright, I am not moving from this spot.
    Lily: I just don’t know why you didn’t let your father and I know that you were coming home, and where is Noah?
    Luke: (agitated) Mom. . .
    Holden: Maybe we need to give him some space, Lily.
    Luke: Please!

    Lily storms off and Holden gets up and chases after her.

    INT. HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS

    Holden: Lily! Stop!
    Lily: (stops) What?!
    Holden: Why are you acting like this?
    Lily: Because I’m sick of being treated by a second rate citizen in this family. First, you and now Luke is giving me attitude. I’m sick of it!
    Holden: You’re being over the top.

    Lily turns to storm off again when she notices Craig and Roseanna, arm in arm coming down the hallway. It’s apparent that something wrong.

    Lily: Craig? What’s wrong?

    Craig grabs Lily by the hand and leads her back into the

    INT. WAITING ROOM

    Everyone looks up at Craig, waiting to hear from him.

    Craig: I, umm. . . I. . .

    Craig, crying, looks to Roseanna for help.

    Roseanna: It’s time to say our goodbyes.
    Liberty: (jumping up, hysterical) Goodbye?! What are you talking about? Is Gabriel dying?

    Roseanna nods.

    Liberty: No!

    Lily hugs Craig.

    Lily: I’m so sorry.
    Craig: Feel sorry for Gabriel. Not me.

    Something catches Craig’s attention—it’s Paul. Hold on eye contact between the two,

    CUT TO

    INT. OAKDALE MEMORIAL (GABRIEL’S ROOM)

    Gabriel lies on the bed, motionless. Bob stands next to him, check his vitals on the machine. Jami then quietly eases in.

    Jami: Dr. Hughes.
    Bob: (turning) Hey. Is there something wrong?
    Jami: No. Just came to see if you needed any help.
    Bob: Sadly, there is nothing you or I can do.

    Jami joins Bob and looks at Gabriel.

    Jami: He’s so young and full of life. The youth always dies young.
    Bob: Sadly, they do. Sucks because he was finally settling into Oakdale and gaining the home he always wanted. Boy was finally reunited with his father.

    This strikes home for Jami.

    Jami: He didn’t know his father?
    Bob: Nope. But that’s life. You’re finally happy and life throws us all a cruel twist of fate. (sighs) I just can’t imagine how Craig is feeling.
    Jami: Craig. . .?
    Bob: His father. Sadly, his eldest son passed away in a car accident many years ago. Talk about history repeating itself.
    Jami: Yeah. I guess.
    Bob: I just couldn’t imagine being in Craig or anyone out there shoes. Having someone come into your life and all of sudden leave like that! (snaps his fingers) I don’t know if I could handle it.

    Jami nearly cracks when MJ bursts in.

    MJ: We need your help. Craig and Paul are fighting in the waiting room.
    Bob: Was security called?
    MJ: Yes, sir.
    Bob: (handing Jami the chart) Stay here.

    Bob and MJ exit. On Jami overwhelmed with guilt and sorrow,

    CUT TO

    INT. WAITING ROOM

    The room is in an uproar as Craig has Paul pinned down on the floor, punching him repeatedly. Holden and Casey manage to pull Craig off as Tom and Dusty help a bloody Paul up.

    John and Chris stand in between the two parties, serving as barriers.

    Craig: You b*stard I could kill you and that old b*tch, Lucinda.
    Lily: Craig!
    Craig: Sorry, Lily, but your mother has brought this upon herself.
    Margo: Craig, it was an accident.
    Craig: Oh shut the h*ll up, Margo. Your dumb a** always take everyone else’s side but MINE! YOUR BROTHER! YOUR FLESH AND BLOOD!

    Craig breaks free from Holden and Casey’s grip.

    Craig: No one in here cares about me or my son—no one but Roseanna, Johnny, and Liberty! The rest of you are just posers. Phonies!
    Katie: That’s not tr—
    Craig: Shut up, Katie. You’re just like Margo! A fairweather sister! When you need me, you come running but any other time I am like dirt beneath your feet. I am nothing to you!

    Katie starts to tear up.

    Roseanna: Craig, let’s go.
    Craig: Hold on, sweetheart, let me deliver these last fatal blows. (to Paul) You’ve robbed me just that b*tch of a sister of yours robbed me of Bryant.

    Chris and John hold back Dusty and Paul as they both now rowdy by Craig’s last insult.

    Craig: But why I am not surprised. You’re Barbara Ryan’s seed. Misery follows her everywhere she goes, and now it has rubbed off on you as well.
    Paul: I think you got that backwards, buddy. Misery follows YOU everywhere.
    Craig: Maybe. . .but not after today. For now on, I’ll be the one issuing out the misery. He was gone but now he is back—old, bitter, angry Craig is back! He’s back!

    Craig takes Roseanna by the hand and walks off.

    Paul: He’s back? Has he ever left? (to Margo) Aren’t you going to arrest him?
    Margo: For once, no. And you aren’t going to press charges either.
    Paul: He just beat me senseless, and cursed everyone out in here!
    Lily: He’s in pain.
    Dusty: But that doesn’t have a right for him to bring up Jennifer.
    Luke: Who gives a d*mn! What about Gabriel! What about him! I don’t know why I came back here. First Reid and now Gabriel—I can’t deal with this!

    Luke runs off.


    PRESS PLAY



    PRESS PLAY

    MONTAGE

    INT. GABRIEL’S ROOM – Bob switches off the life-support machine. Bob walks out as we notice Liberty sits next to his bed. Liberty opens up a letter from Gabriel addressed to her and a ring falls out the envelope into her hand. Seeing this, she crawls into the bed, crying. She kisses him on the lips and places the engagement ring on her hand before resting her head on his chest. Meanwhile, Parker watches on from outside, saddened.

    INT. LOCKER ROOM – Jami sits alone on in one of the showers, and pulls out a photo of Bob & Kim that she lifted off her mother. She holds the photo close to her heart and starts to sob uncontrollably.

    INT. FAIRWINDS – Emily sits alone on the sofa when she hears the door. She rushes to see its Paul with a patched up nose. She runs over and inspects his face, and he sways her away before walking off, leaving Emily hurt.

    INT. JACK/CARLY—Jack lies in the bed, destroyed by the news of his mother’s death. Carly crawls into bed, wiping the tears from Jack’s face before cuddling with him.

    EXT. GRAVEYARD – While Janet stands back watching, Dusty, with Johnny, goes and places some flowers on Jennifer’s grave. Dusty holds his son tightly. Suddenly, Katie & Chris appear. Chris stands back as Katie goes and does the same as Dusty, placing flowers on Brad’s grave. John emerges with his own flowers and walks over and kneels down, placing flowers on Little Johnny’s (his son with Barbara) grave. We get a nearby shot of Bryant’s grave, which is near Little Johnny’s grave. John plucks off a flower and places it on his grave.

    INT. WALSH ESTATE – Lily barges in, hysterical, falling into Lucinda’s arms. Lucinda consoles her.

    INT. CAR – Holden drives around, looking concerned as he looks for Luke. He comes to a train track and notices Luke’s car parked off to the side. He then notices Luke, in a grief stricken daze, staring as a train goes down the track. Holden realizes this is the same place where Reid was killed. He gets out and puts his arms around his son, who collapses in his arm, in tears.

    INT. GABRIEL’S ROOM – Craig & Roseanna return to see a nurse pull a sheet over Gabriel’s face before wheeling him out. Not being able to take it, Craig’s kneels buckle and he falls to the floor, crying uncontrollably. Roseanna sits beside him and holds him tightly.

    As Craig buries his face in Roseanna’s chest, crying,




    FADE OUT


    COMING UP


    - Gabriel's funeral takes place


    - Mo makes an enemy at BLC


    - Clark, Henry's sister, comes to town with ties to Mo & Jami


    - Craig reverts back to his old ways and unintentionally hurts Roseanna in the process


    - Meg uses Ryder to break up Paul & Emily


    - Noah returns


    - Jack holds a funeral for his mother, which brings an old girlfriend of Brad's to town with all her baggage


    - Holden finds love and it isn't with Lily


    - Someone unexpectedly learns about Jami's secret


    - Tom's competition, Carter, comes to town with some unexpected help, and with his eyes on Lisa


    SN: I leave to go abroad next Saturday for London but don't let that prevent you from commenting, suggesting, and reading all the other great blogs on SON. When I return, the WORLD will keep on spinning. Hope you all enjoy. Feedback is much appreciated!

  14. NothinButAttitude
    INT. COMPANY - DAY

    The usual busy lunch crowd. Buzz is in the kitchen flipping burgers while Phillip sits at the bar sipping a cup of coffee. Cyrus awkwardly slides into room, grabbing a seat next to Phillip. Phillip glances over at Cyrus, clearly annoyed.

    Phillip: What now, Foley?
    Cyrus: I know what you did to my brother. You're gonna pay.
    Phillip: (facing Foley) What are you talking about? Is this some new scheme of yours to try and scam someone? If so, you might wanna go back to the drawing board.
    Cyrus: No scams here. Just solid evidence.
    Phillip: Really? Then shoot.

    The two lock eyes. An unbearable silence overcomes them. The tension is so thick it can be cut with an knife. Suddenly, the door opens and in walks Harley.

    Phillip & Cyrus: (stunned) Harley?

    Buzz, not paying attention, comes from the kitchen whistling Dixie, carrying a plate with a burger.

    Harley: Dad...

    Buzz, noticing Harley, drops the plate on the floor.

    Buzz: Harley...is that you?
    Harley: In the flesh.

    And on Buzz shocked:



    FADE OUT
    OPENING CREDITS http://www.youtube.c...feature=related

    INT. COMPANY - CONTINUED

    Buzz rushes up to Harley pulling her into a huge bear hug.

    Buzz: Sweetie, I missed you so much.
    Harley: Me too, Dad. Me too.

    Buzz pulls away from Harley with a look of concern.

    Buzz: Where are the boys?
    Harley: They are with Rick.
    Phillip (joining them): How are they?
    Harley: Good. Happy to be back home.
    Buzz: Home? So does that mean you're back for good?
    Harley: (heavy sigh) Unfortunately.
    Buzz: Harley!!

    Harley laughs.

    Harley: I'm joking. Just joking.

    A belligerent customer storms up to Buzz.

    Customer: Hello? I asked for a burger like ten minutes ago. I thought the service was speedy.
    Phillip: Well can you wait! The man's daughter just came home. Damn!
    Buzz: (mediating) It's ok. He is right. (to customer) I'll be with you shortly and this will be on the house.




    The customer heads back to his booth.

    Buzz: (to Harley) Later?
    Harley: Later.

    Harley kisses Buzz on the cheek. He lights up in the face and heads back into the kitchen.

    Harley: (to Phillip) So what did I just walk in on?
    Phillip: Nothing much.
    Harley: Yeah...

    Cyrus joins in the convo.

    Cyrus: Harley...umm...how are--
    Harley: I'M FINE. Thank you.
    Cyrus: Well if you two would excuse me.
    Phillip: Bye.

    Cyrus exits.

    A tad bit of awkwardness between Phillip and Harley.

    Phillip: Do you wanna talk?
    Harley: Might as well. You weren't going to quit bothering me until I said yes anyways.

    Phillip guides Harley to a booth nearby where they have a seat.


    CUT TO






    INT. WSPR - DAY - CONFERENCE ROOM

    Holly sits at her desks, going over the budget when a KNOCK is heard on the door.

    Holly: Come in!

    Dinah peeks her head and Holly is thrilled to see her.

    Holly: I was wondering when you were going to arrive.
    Dinah: Sorry I am late. Shayne and I got into a bit of an argument.
    Holly: You ok? (points to the seat in front of her) Come, come sit down.

    Dinah grabs a seat across from Holly.

    Dinah: I'll be fine. So what did you want?
    Holly: Since your mother signed over the position of general manager back over to me, I was wanting to make some changes. I want WSPR to go back to being the hardcore news station we use to be. What I am trying to say is Dinah -- I want you to come back and be an anchor for the show.
    Dinah. I don't know...
    Holly: Dinah. You have what it takes. You have that pizazz, that spunk that will draw crowds in. I am trying to build a strong team of anchors and I want you to be one of them. I won't take no for an answer.
    Blake: (off-screen) Mom--

    Blake barges into the room and all the attention is turned towards her.

    Blake: (snarky) Dinah. What are YOU doing here? I thought you wanted out of WSPR when Vanessa signed things back over to my mom?
    Holly: That's the reason she is here. I want Dinah to join the new team of anchors.
    Blake: What?!
    Holly: Yes.
    Blake: Mother, are you crazy? Dinah is all shades of controversy. Do you think the sponsors really want to invest in a two time killer? She killed Hart and now she is on trial for killing some Edmund look-a-like.
    Holly: She is innocent until proven guilty, Blake.
    Blake: Guilty my behind. I can tell you now that gun wielding Dinah was behind this man's death.
    Dinah: Can you two just stop for a second?
    Holly: (to Dinah) Hold on a second, honey. (to Blake) Why don't you think Dinah is good enough for the position? Do you know someone who could do it better?
    Blake: Actually I do.
    Holly: Who?
    Blake: Me.

    Dinah burst into laughter.

    Dinah: Are you serious?
    Blake: As a heart attack.

    Blake and Dinah argue amongst each other like the old times. Holly watches on grinning from ear to ear. I think Holly might be onto something....


    And on Holly grinning,


    FREEZE FRAME
    FADE OUT http://www.youtube.c...h?v=f8GocilwNWM













  15. 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. 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.




  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
    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




  19. 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...


  20. 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:




    http://www.youtube.c...h?v=nvEiM5AUIb8


    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!

  21. NothinButAttitude

    FUNERAL FRENZY

    By NothinButAttitude,

    EXT. CHURCH - DAY

    Olivia and Natalia walk up the church hand in hand. Olivia stops in place, staring at the monolith in front of her.

    Natalia: What's wrong?
    Olivia: Nothing. I just need sometime to take this all in. I can't believe that I am actually burying my brother today.
    Natalia: (reaches out to comfort her) Oh, honey.

    Olivia pushes Natalia away and starts to break down.

    Olivia: No, NO! I can't accept it. I can't accept that I am burying by baby brother. I was suppose to go before him. Sam is suppose to live a long, happy, meaningful life. He was the one to go on have kids. He was the one who was to make a difference in the world. WHY NOT ME?!

    Natalia pulls out her handkerchief and goes for Olivia's face when again Olivia pushes her away.

    Olivia: Could you STOP?!
    Natalia: I'm trying to help you.
    Olivia: I don't need help. What I need is Sam. Can you bring him back?
    Natalia: No...
    Olivia: THEN YOU CAN'T HELP ME!

    Olivia storms off into the church leaving Natalia in deep thought and sorrow.

    INT. TOWERS - DAY

    Rick and Ed sit a table eating breakfast and chatting over the current events.

    Ed: So glad that Alan dropped those charges.
    Rick: I'm surprised if anything. That man normally does not back down to anyone.
    Ed: Well there is a first for everything.
    Rick: And that is a first.

    A waiter comes to their table to pour them another cup of coffee.

    Rick: (to waiter) Thanks. (to Ed) But I want to commend you on allowing Olivia to join Sam's funeral with all our family.
    Ed: No problem. We all might as well mourn all these people together. They were so loved by many of us.
    Rick: True.

    Nearby, the elevator door opens and Danny and Michelle step off. Michelle and Ed spot each other and Michelle rushes in her father's arms.

    Michelle: (hysterical) Dad, I can't believe it. I just can't. Aunt Meta, Aunt Trudy, Uncle Bruce, Hope, and Uncle Mike. This is a tragedy.
    Ed: (consoling her) I know, I know. But we will get through this. (to Danny) Hi Danny.
    Danny: Hi Ed and Rick.
    Rick: Good to see you Danny.

    Danny's phone goes off. He looks at his phone.

    Danny: It's my friend Bob from the FCC. He may have an update on what might've caused the crash. Excuse me guys.

    Danny walks off and everyone is stricken with doubt and fear of what is to come.


    CUT TO


    INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY

    Reva dresses Colin while Jeffrey stands in the mirror adjusting his tie. Shayne is in the adjacent kitchen fixing a cup of coffee. Marah then comes down the stairs, dressed to everyone's surprise.

    Reva: Marah, honey, I thought you were going stay home and rest.
    Marah: No, Mom. I need to go. I need to go and say goodbye to Sam.
    Reva: But Marah--
    Marah: No! I'm going and that's FINAL!


    FADE OUT

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N9Wy8qp34E









  22. NothinButAttitude
    INT. TOWERS – DAY

    Michelle, Danny, and Ed continue to eat when Danny rejoins.

    Michelle: (anxious) What did they say?

    Ed: Michelle, give him time.

    Danny: You were right, Ed. The FCC the plane had been tampered with.

    Michelle: What? Are you kidding me? Someone planned this? Who would do something like this -- target Uncle Mike?

    Ed: Sure it had something to do with the investigation on the mob activity in DC. (tosses his napkin on the table in rage) I told him not to get involved. I had a bad feeling from day one.

    Rick: But Dad, that was Uncle Mike. You know he always had to do the right thing.

    Ed: But it cost him his life.

    Danny: Well I can look into it if you want me too. Call some old friends in the mob--

    Michelle: OH NO! Hell no. You left that lifestyle behind and I don’t want you going back to it.

    Danny: But it’s for the family.

    Michelle: So what. I’d rather be left in the dark than you getting back involved with the mob. Let’s just leave it up to the FBI to figure it out.

    Ed: She is right, Danny. We don’t need no more bad news no time soon. Let’s see what the FBI will do before we make drastic decisions like that.

    Rick: This topic is going to have to take a back seat since we need to heading to church now. (he gets up) You guys go ahead to the car, I am going to pay the bill.

    Rick whips out his Visa card and heads to the cashier. Ed, Michelle, and Danny excuse themselves heading to the elevator.



    CUT TO:

    INT. JESSUP FARM – DAY – LIVING ROOM

    Cassie opens the door to Reva, Josh, Baby Henry, and Shayne. She greets each one of them as they enter inside.

    Cassie: Sorry everyone that we are running a little late. RJ refuses to wear the suit I picked for him.

    Josh: Maybe I should go and help him?

    Cassie: I wouldn’t even bother. RJ is a preteen now, I doubt he’ll even listen.

    Reva: We know about that.

    They all laugh. Cassie leads them to the couches where they all have a seat.

    Cassie: Did anyone want anything to eat? I cooked a nice breakfast this morning.

    Reva: I don’t even think I can eat with this funeral.

    Cassie takes Henry from Shayne and starts playing with him. A combination of weird faces and bouncing him on her knee.

    Cassie: Weird, huh? I just can’t believe that Sam is dead. I just can’t. He was such a sweet boy.

    Josh: And I can’t thank him enough for saving Marah.

    Cassie: Neither can I. (looking around) Where is Marah?

    Reva: She’s not coming. I told her it is best to steer clear from Olivia as long as she can.

    Cassie: Reva, come on. I think that Marah should be there. She was friends with Sam, she even dated him at one point. She has every right to be there. And Sam would want her there.

    Reva: We know that but it’s what OLIVIA wants. This is more like the Olivia show than anything. And I don’t know how much I can bear of her actions against Marah. Causing her to lose her job in Paris—

    Cassie: What!

    Reva: So I guess your partner did not tell you? She has Marah fired La Bella. Guess she had friends in the higher ups.

    Cassie: Poor Marah.

    Shayne: It is. I’m growing sick of her moping around the room like she’s dead.

    Cassie: Then maybe Marah should start her own line.

    Reva: We tried. She refuses to take money from any of us.

    Cassie: Then what can we do?

    Reva: I have no clue but we better come up with something quick. I don’t know how much longer I can take of her locking herself up in that room.

    Cassie: We’ll figure something out. Is Jeffrey joining us?

    Reva: He’s at the church with Olivia and Natalia. She needs him more than anything.

    Cassie: Is Ava coming?

    Shayne: She’s suppose to.

    Cassie: Good, good.

    RJ slumps down the stairs and presents himself in front of everyone. He is not too eager about his outfit and slicked back hair.

    Reva: RJ, you look so handsome!

    RJ: (dully) Thanks, Aunt Reva.

    Reva grabs RJ by the arm, drawing him closer to her.

    Reva: (pushing his head up) Hold your head up! You’re a Shayne. We never hold our heads down. We have too much spirit for that.

    RJ lights up at his aunt’s encouraging words.

    Reva: (standing up) Now come on here and let’s go get you something to eat.

    Reva starts leads RJ into the kitchen.

    Cassie: Thanks, Reva.

    Reva: No problem, sis.

    Reva & RJ exit into the kitchen.

    Josh; That’s RJ for you.

    Cassie: Hasn’t changed a bit. (to Shayne) So what have you been up to?

    Shayne: Nothing much.

    Cassie: Yeah right. I heard that Ed wants to join the staff at Cedars due to your work you did in the Peace Corps. Whoever would’ve thought that Shayne Lewis would be a doctor?

    Shayne: (smiling) Who says I was going to take it.

    Cassie: You better! You’re smart, a good people’s person, and easy on the eyes. I am sure many women in Springfield would love for you to treat them. And again, this would be good for you to put your Peace Corps work to good use. You didn’t go over there for 3-4 years for nothing. Use those skills for the greater good.

    The doorbell rings.

    Cassie: Excuse me.

    Cassie gets up, holding Henry still, and head to the door.

    Cassie: Who is it?

    Frank: (O.C.) Frank.

    Cassie opens the door to Frank. Frank is impressed at the sight of her holding the baby.

    Frank: (playing baby Henry) Well aren’t you lucky to have such a beautiful woman hold you, Grandson. Must be the Cooper gene.

    Cassie blushes. She and Frank stare deep, longing into each other eyes.



    CUT TO





    INT. CHURCH – DAY

    Olivia directs the ushers on where to place memorabilia of the deceased throughout the church. Natalia and Jeffrey sit in a pew nearby, watching.

    Olivia: I don’t want that picture of my brother there, put it over there...

    Usher #1 is done as he is told and moves the picture where Olivia points out.

    Olivia: (to Usher #2) Don’t put the flower like that! They go like this. (she walks up and arranges some of the flowers)...See what I am saying.

    Usher #2: Yes Ms. Spencer.

    Olivia: Good. Now do the rest like that.

    Jeffrey: Someone is acting like a Nazi today.

    Natalia: And you see that I am just going to steer clear from her until the funeral.

    Usher #3 walks out the back with candles in his hands, sending Olivia over the edge.

    Olivia: (to Usher #3) My God these are not the candles I asked for! These are cheap! (she snatches them from him and tossed them on the floor) I want good wax candles! Not that crap from the dollar store! This is funeral! Not some backwoods family reunion! Can anyone get one thing right?!

    Jeffrey: That’s our cue.

    Jeffrey and Natalia grab Olivia, leading her to the lobby.

    Natalia: Enough, Olivia. These men are doing just fine. They are here to help.

    Olivia: No, what they are doing is trying to put on a circus. Without my direction—

    Jeffrey: The funeral would still be good. You are over thinking and over working yourself.

    Olivia: (breaks free of their grip and turns to them) NO I AM NOT! CAN I JUST THROUGH—

    Natalia: Inside voice.

    Olivia: (calming down) Can I just through a nice funeral for my brother.

    Jeffrey: The thing is that this isn’t just your brother’s funeral. The ceremony is also shared by the Bauers too. You keep forgetting that.

    Olivia: …You’re right. I apologize. I’m a wrong as always. (getting emotional) Excuse me for trying to give Sam something nice and special! Excuse—

    The door to the church open and wobbling in on her crutches is Marah.

    And on Olivia’s utter disbelief,



    FADE OUT








  23. NothinButAttitude
    INT. CHURCH – DAY (Picking up where we last left off…)

    Olivia: What are you doing here?

    Marah: I -- I came to see…

    Natalia: (holding Olivia back) Calm down.

    Olivia breaks free.

    Olivia: YOU expect me to play it cool? SHE KILLED MY BROTHER!

    Jeffrey walks up to Marah and tries to guide her out the church.

    Jeffrey: Maybe you should leave.

    Marah: I think not! (to Olivia) Sam was MY friend. And what happened to him was a tragedy but I am not going to let you continue on blaming me.

    Olivia: Marah, I want you to leave! Leave my brother’s funeral.

    Marah: Last time I checked, the church was a public place.

    Olivia: Not Sam’s funeral!

    Marah: Too bad. I also came here for the Bauers too and I know they aren’t going to kick me out so deal with it.

    Jeffrey: Marah—

    Marah: (frantic) SHUT UP, JEFFREY! Stop trying to tell me what to do. I am staying and it’s final.

    Olivia: Are you kidding me? You really are going to disrespect my memory of my brother by you being here?

    Marah: That’s the problem, Olivia, it’s not about you. Sam would want—

    Olivia interrupts, stepping in Marah’s face point her finger in her face.

    Olivia: Don’t you dare. Don’t you dare say what Sam would want. You don’t know what he wants.

    Marah: (intensely) Get your finger out my face.

    Jeffrey and Natalia pull the women apart.

    Jeffrey: Enough! (to Marah) You really should leave.

    The main door closes and every turns their attention to Reva, Cassie, Frank, Josh, Shayne, RJ, and Baby Henry.

    Reva: My daughter isn’t going anywhere.

    On Olivia upset,



    CUT TO










    INT. CHAMBERLAIN MANOR – DAY – LIVING ROOM

    Vanessa sits at the desk, digging through the desk drawer frantically. Matt pops in the room watching Vanessa in confusion.

    Matt: Vanessa…

    Vanessa: (not paying attention) Yes, honey.

    Matt: Vanessa, what are you looking for?

    Vanessa: My earrings, the ones that Ed gave me that belonged to Maureen. I can’t find them.

    Vanessa drops on all fours and starts to search the floor. Matt burst into laughter at the sight of Vanessa on the floor. Vanessa looks up puzzled by this moment.

    Vanessa: What is so hilarious to you?

    Matt: Nothing -- Nothing at all.

    Vanessa: Oh please. What is it?

    Matt: To see the great Vanessa Chamberlain on the floor on all fours. I never thought I’d see that.

    Vanessa: Matt…

    Matt extends his hand out and Vanessa takes it, standing back up.

    Vanessa: I have to find those earrings. They mean so much to me.

    Matt: Have you retraced your steps?

    Vanessa shoots a look at him.

    Vanessa: What do you think I have been doing?

    Matt laughs.

    Matt: Come on, come on. Now where was the last place you had them on?

    Vanessa: I had them on sitting at the desk, but I took them off when I was talking to Bridgett on the phone.

    Matt: Ok. Then what?

    Vanessa: I grabbed them and headed to the terrace because Maureen had called me about the pool getting clogged up.

    Matt: Then?

    Vanessa: Well I went out there -- Matt! We don’t have time for the guessing game. We have a funeral to get to.

    Matt: Then apparently you don’t want to wear those earrings.

    Vanessa: (pouting) Matt!

    Footsteps are heard down the stairs. Enters Maureen.

    Maureen: What is going on?

    Matt: Your mom is looking for her earrings.

    Maureen tucks back her hair to reveal her ears.

    Maureen: You mean these?

    Vanessa eyes widen at the sight of the earrings, better yet Maureen’s pierced ears.

    Vanessa: Maureen?!

    Maureen: What?

    Matt: Don’t address your mother like that.

    Maureen: Sorry. Let me try again, Ma’am?

    Vanessa walks up on Maureen and touches her ears.

    Vanessa: Your ears!

    Maureen: What about them?

    Matt: Maureen, stop being a smart aleck.

    Vanessa: Take those earring out now. (hold her hands out) I mean now!

    Maureen takes them out and hands them Vanessa.

    Maureen: Take a chill pill, Mom.

    Vanessa: Excuse me. Young lady, you waltz in here with my earring on but that is not the worst thing, you have pierced ears and you know how I feel about that!

    Maureen: Mom, I am the only girl in the seventh grade without them.

    Vanessa: I don’t care if you are the only girl on the planet without them. When I mean no, I mean no! (to Matt) Chime in!

    Matt is bewildered.

    Matt: What -- Umm… Hmm…

    Vanessa: Matt!

    Maureen: Seems like Dad has not issue with them.

    Matt: I did not say that.

    Vanessa: Oh you are so grounded, Maureen.

    Maureen: What! Mom, no!

    Vanessa: Yes.

    Maureen: But what about Emma’s party? I still get to go, right?

    Vanessa: No. You don’t. The only place you’ll go is from your room straight to school and back for a month.

    Maureen: A month?

    Matt: (overlapping) A month?

    Vanessa: (sternly) A month.

    Matt: Vanessa…

    Vanessa: Don’t start with me. I said it a month.

    Maureen: Fine. Then my punishment can start now when I don’t go to the funeral.

    Vanessa: You’re going!

    Maureen: No, I’m grounded so I can start now.

    Vanessa: Don’t you dare. Don’t you dare throw that back at me. I will tell you when it begins.

    Maureen and Vanessa start in a screaming match and Matt watches on shaking his head. The doorbell rings but they continue to scream.

    Matt: You two keep on, I’ll get it.

    Matt opens the door to reveal Nola and Quint!!!

    Matt: Nola! Quint!

    Maureen and Vanessa cease arguing and rush to the door along with Matt.

    Vanessa: Quinton! Nola!

    Vanessa hugs Quint and Nola tightly.

    Quint: Good to see you, Vanessa.

    Nola: (awkwardly) Yes, Vanessa…good…

    On Nola and Quint hesitantly grinning,



    FADE OUT


















  24. NothinButAttitude
    INT. CHURCH – DAY

    Reva stands with her hands on her hips frowning at Jeffrey.

    Reva: My daughter is not going anywhere. She has every rightto be here. (to Jeffrey) And I cannot believe you would tell her to leave.

    Jeffrey: Re—

    Reva: I don't wanna hear it.

    Olivia: Oh brother, spoken words from the "Great RevaShayne."

    Reva: Look Olivia, I know you are in pain but so is Marah.She watched as Sam sacrificed himself to save her.

    Olivia: Too bad. I don't want her here.

    Reva: No sweetie, that is too bad for you. If she can't behere for Sam, she sure as hell can be here for the Bauers.

    Olivia: (slowly starting to seethe) Reva, don't do this. Foronce put your foot down and get her to leave.

    Reva: No. (to her family) Come on.

    Reva, Josh, Marah, RJ, Colin, Henry, and Shayne brush pastOlivia into the church. Jeffrey struggles with his decision to either side withReva or Olivia. Realizing it, Olivia gestures Jeffrey to follow Reva. Leftstanding in the lobby is Cassie, Olivia, and Natalia.

    Olivia: Cassie -- Cassie, please get her to leave. For me.Do it for me.

    Cassie: I can't. I just can't agree with you Olivia. I can't.

    Cassie heads into the church leaving Olivia to start topout. Natalia takes a grip of her to calm her down.

    Natalia: Honey, Olivia, not here. Not today. Sam needs us toforgive and let go.

    Olivia: But she killed him. She caused his death. I don'twant her here! Her being here will remind me of what Sam could've been. I wanther gone.

    Olivia falls into Natalia's arms crying. Natalia strokes herhair in comfort.



    CUT TO

    INT. CHAMBERLAIN MANOR – DAY

    Vanessa, Matt, Nola, and Quint sit in the living roomsipping on tea.

    Vanessa: I -- I am just bewildered by this. You guys arereally moving back to Springfield?

    Quint: Yep. We've been thinking this for some time. Beingaway from our family -- our true home, is what brought us back.

    Vanessa: So glad to hear that. I so missed you, Quinton.

    Nola clears her throat while stirring her tea.

    Vanessa: And you too, Nola.

    Nola: Thank you, Vanessa.

    Vanessa and Nola shoot looks at each other as if they weredaggers. Though their feud is long over, the two women still can't resistannoying one another from time to time.

    Matt: (awkwardly) So...Quint, have you thought of where youguys were going to stay?

    Quint opens his mouth to speak when,

    Vanessa: Here of course! Where else would they stay? This isQuinton's home too.

    Matt: Vanessa, are you—

    Vanessa: Sure? Yes. Very. (reaches across the table andgrabs Quint's hand) I want my brother here. In this house. Where my fatherintended it to be.

    Quint smiles at Vanessa's words.

    Nola: Well I was hoping we'd move into Company.

    Vanessa is taken back by this.

    Vanessa: Nola, are you serious? Company?

    Nola: What is wrong with Company?

    Vanessa: Well -- uh…see -- I

    Nola waits for an answer.

    Vanessa: Oh come on, Nola. Why would you want to move backthere. The Coopers are there and so many other people.

    Nola: And Vanessa?

    Vanessa: You are doing this on purpose.

    Nola: Am I really?

    Vanessa: Yes! You've only been back for ten minutes now andyou are already starting.

    Nola: (overlapping) I was just asking a simple question,Vanessa! No need to get angry! What is wrong with us boarding at Company?

    Quint belts out a loud whistle ringing throughout the room.Everyone covers their ears.

    Quinton: Ladies, enough. If we have to fight over where meand Nola will stay then we'll do it the old diplomatic way.

    Vanessa & Nola: How?

    Quinton pulls out a quarter.

    Quint: Flip a coin.

    Vanessa: (chuckles) You must be joking?

    Quint: Nope. Nola, call it.

    Quinton tosses the coin in the air.

    Nola: Heads – no tails. I mean heads. Oh no, tails. Heads.Tails—

    Vanessa: Heads.

    The coin falls on the table and its heads.

    Vanessa: Yes!

    Nola: Ugh.

    Quint: It's settled. We are staying here.

    Vanessa: Goody.

    Nola mocks Vanessa saying "goody." Nola is rather irritatedby this revelation.

    Vanessa: I'll have Beauregard help you guys get settled inbut we (getting up from the couch) have to head to the church for the funeral. Youguys should come.

    Quint: I don't know.

    Nola: I wanna go. I wanna say goodbye to Mr. Bauer. Mommawanted me to send my regards so we are going. You know how she felt about theBauers, especially Bert. We should be there.

    Quint: Then we will go.

    Quint grabs Nola by the hand and follows Vanessa and Mattout.



    CUT TO

    INT. CHURCH – DAY – MINUTES LATER

    The church filled with everyone. They all sit in their seatsas Reverend Rutledge approaches the altar and starts to speak.


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    Rutledge: This is indeed a sad day for Springfield as wecelebrate the lives of five wonderful people. All having an impact on our livesin some sort of fashion…

    MOMENTS LATER

    Ed is now at the altar.

    Ed: What can I say about my brother, Mike. I can say he wasway more levelheaded than I ever hope to be.

    Everyone starts to laugh.

    Ed: I will miss my brother. We fought over everything. Fromour mother's attention, to toys, to girls. Hell even wives. But through it all,I will always love my brother.

    Ed tears up as he glances at his brother's coffin.

    Ed: I will always love you, Mike. Tell mom, Maureen, andLeslie I said hello.

    Tears stream down Rick's face.

    MOMENTS LATER

    Now it's Rick's turn.

    Rick: Aunt Trudy was such a hopeless romantic. And though Idid not get to spend much time with her, the time I did spend with her made meappreciate the relationships I did have and have taken for granted.

    MOMENTS LATER

    Michelle is at the altar, hysterical.

    Michelle: No one will ever replace Aunt Meta. That woman –that woman helped shaped me into everything I am now. When she first arrived Iwas so angry because she treated me like a child. It bothered me so much. Butovertime, I grew to love this woman. (smiling through tears) Oh and her belovedBruce. Though they had been divorced long before, the two continued to have agreat relationship. I remember Aunt Meta trying to play off Bruce calling heras if she hated it but she loved every second of it. (losing it again) Oh AuntMeta! I love you. I love you so much. May you join the other angels in Heaven.Kiss my mother for me…

    MOMENTS LATER

    It's Alan Michael turn.

    Alan Michael: Even though my mom is presumed dead and herbody is still missing, we want to celebrate her life too.

    Caroline (Hope) starts to squirm in her seat in guilt.

    Alan Michael: My mom had it bad. She was a drunk and she hada string of bad relationships but ONE thing I can say about her was that shewas a damn good mother… (stifling his tears)…a good one. (looks up to the Heavens)Mom, if you can hear me, rest in peace. You no longer have to worry about me.

    Caroline clutches her Bible close to heart as she fightsback her tears.

    MOMENTS LATER

    Finally Olivia approaches the altar. She touches Sam'scasket and then look at Marah.

    Reva: (whispering to Josh) Get ready…

    Josh nods his head, understanding.

    Olivia: My brother -- my brother, Sam -- he, um…he was --(screw it) He would still be alive today if it wasn't for that ungrateful bitchright there!

    Everyone in the church gasps as Olivia points at Marah.

    Olivia: SHE KILLED MY BROTHER! THAT WHORE KILLED MY BROTHER!

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    INT. CROSS CREEK - DAY

    Marah enters followed by Shayne with Henry. The two hang their coats on the rack.

    Marah: Mom! Mom, where are you?

    Reva: Come in the living room, kids.

    Shayne and Marah come into the living room to spot Reva standing in the center of the room with a grin on her face.

    Marah: Mom, what did you want?

    Reva: I have a surprise for the both of you.

    Shayne: A surprise? From you? (to Marah) ...I'm scared.

    Reva pops Shayne on the arm.

    Reva: Oh funny. You're such a jokester.

    Reva takes Henry and puts him in the play pen with Colin.

    Reva: Seriously, I have a surprise for the both of you. You're gonna love it.

    Marah: Unless its a time machine that can spin back the hands of time then I don't want it.

    Hawk: (O.C) Then will Father Time do, dear?

    Marah and Shayne are giddy at the sound of the voice. Hawk pops out the closet.

    Reva: Surprise!

    Marah becomes emotional and falls into her grandpa's arms. Hawk is speechless at Marah's action. And he consoles her by caressing her hair.

    Hawk: Marah, honey, why are you crying?

    Marah: Just happy. So happy to see you.

    Hawk: Well so am I. But I am no one special to cry over.

    Marah: I doubt that.

    Hawk leads Marah to the couch where they sit. The two lock hands, like the bond they share.

    Marah: Oh Gramps, I have missed you.

    Hawk: Well worry no more. I have more good news for you.

    Shayne: (sitting on the arm of the couch) And what could that be?

    Hawk: Your Uncle Rusty is here--

    Marah gasps.

    Hawk: And we've decided to move back Springfield -- just for now. No long terms but just to try and bring the family back together.

    Marah: That's great! -- (downplaying her joy) I mean OK. What about Aunt Roxie.

    Hawk: Roxie, unfortunately won't be able to join us. But she sends her love. She and Johnny are going to stay in Tulsa so she can be near her doctors. But she does promise to come and visit, hopefully for Thanksgiving and Christmas.

    Marah: Good.

    Reva starts to tear up at the sight of her family together. Hawk takes notice.

    Hawk: Oh, Sister! You too?!

    Reva: Dad, I'm sorry. Just seeing four generations of Shaynes in this room makes me wanna cry.

    Hawk: Oh brother...



    CUT TO


    INT. COMPANY - DAY

    Frank stands at the counter drinking coffee when Rusty comes up and taps him on the shoulder.

    Frank: What the-- Rusty?

    Rusty: In the flesh.

    The two hug it out.

    Frank: What are you doing here?

    Rusty: Dad and I decided to come back Springfield for awhile -- to kind of help out with the family.

    Frank: Good. Glad to have you back. Maybe we can get you back at the police station.

    Rusty: I don't know about that...

    Frank: Oh come on.

    Rocky and Trista enter, arguing.

    Rocky: See I told you. I told you about those Spauldings.

    Trista: You don't have to tell me twice. He had the nerve to demote me to the advice column.

    Rocky: Typical Spaulding. Wielding his ample power when feeling threatened.

    Trista: Who you telling. But I am going to go into the bathroom to switch into my uniform. I'll be back out shortly.

    Trista runs off to the ladies' room.

    Frank peeks around Rusty to see what the commotion to see Rocky and Trista.

    Frank: (to Rusty) I want you to meet someone. Hey, Rocky! Come here.

    Rocky advances towards Rusty and Frank.

    Frank: You remember, Rusty don't you?

    Rocky: I do. (shakes Rusty hand)

    Rusty: My have you grown. Last time I saw you was--

    Rocky: Around the time my mom died.

    Rusty: Yeah.

    Trista comes out the bathroom now in her uniform.

    Rocky: Hey, Rusty, meet my friend, Trista.

    Rusty spins around to face Trista. At the sight of Rusty, Trista become a deer in headlights. Stunned, motionless.

    FLASHBACK SEQUENCE -- TRISTA'S ATTIC

    Trista (around 4) goes through a chest filled with pictures, clothes, etc. She pulls out a dusty photo of a young Laurel and Rusty. (NOTE: After he left the show back in 1989). Trista hands it to her mother, Laurel.

    Trista: Mommy, who is this?

    Laurel: Honey, that is your father.

    Trista: My daddy? You mean I do have a daddy?

    Laurel: Yes baby.

    Trista: Then where is he? Why isn't he here with me.

    Laurel: Baby, its complicated. But one day when you are older I will tell you the truth. Promise.

    Trista: Promise?

    Laurel: I promise...

    END OF FLASHBACK

    Rocky: Trista! Trista are you OK?

    Trista: I don't know. But I think I am now...

    And on Rusty smiling, and Trista in a daze,



    FADE OUT


    NEXT ON TGL

    -- Halloween in Springfield this year comes to a grizzly end as the Foley Bros. leave Springfield in an unforgettable manner.
    -- The Foley's demise lays the groundwork for a Spaulding feud for power




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