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

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

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

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

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

    Jason rushes upstairs. On Dinah over it,


    INT. COMPANY

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

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

    Rick enters. This argument catches his attention.

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

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

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

    James storms out.

    Kevin plops back down in the seat, livid.

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

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

    INT. WSPR

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

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

    Blake walks off but a determined Beth follows her.

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

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

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

    On Blake and Reginald walking away from Beth

    INT. JESSUP FARM

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

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

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

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

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

    INT. BEACON HOTEL (LOBBY)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    Jason takes his card and starts to walk off when,

    James (OC): Hey, Marler!

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

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

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

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

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

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

    Olivia rushes off into her office.

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

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

    Phillip (OC): Hey! Hey!

    Phillip rushes in with Dinah and Kevin behind him.

    Dinah: Stop them!

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

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

    Olivia comes from the back.

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

    Olivia gasps.

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

    Jason picks up his stuff, then

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

    Jason exits.

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

    Dinah walks off.

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

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

    FADE OUT.




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  2. NothinButAttitude
    EXT. TOWN SQUARE

    We come in on a shot of one of Tom's political posters being taped onto Fashions. We follow Casey, who taped the poster, to pull back and reveal a crowd of denizens and media surrounding Tom, who is standing at a podium giving a speech. Lisa and Margo stand close by, gleaming.

    Tom: If I am reelected as District Attorney, I promise to clean up crime here in Oakdale. No more will you have to worry about crime rates raising because they won't with me in office.
    Reporter#1: I may be getting a little personal, but will you possibly being reelected have any effect on marriage to Commissioner Hughes?
    Tom: Doubt it. We'll be working side by side. Not the first time we've done it.

    Tom looks back and smiles at Margo. She recipocates.

    Emily (OC): Mr. Hughes, will you become bored with the position like you did last time?
    Tom: No . . . (realizing) Emily . . .
    Lisa: Oh no.

    Emily pushes her way to the front of the crowd. She holds out her tape recorder.

    Emily: I just want to jog your memory along with these people. Last time you were DA, you stepped down, correct?
    Tom: (annoyed) Yes.
    Emily: You declared at that time that you were over law, correct?
    Tom: Yes, I was but--
    Emily: Now you do understand why the people of Oakdale would be a bit skeptical about you stepping into the position again, do you?

    Tom is at a loss of words. Margo facepalms while Lisa shakes her head in disgust.

    Tom: Yes. I would.
    Reporter#3: Seeing as Ms. Stewart--
    Emily: Mrs. Ryan . . .
    Reporter#3: My apologies. Seeing as Mrs. Ryan is here and brought this up, wasn't this also around the time that you worked for her, which lead to you have a child out of wedlock with her?
    Tom: Yes, but--
    Voice (OC): OK. OK. That's enough. You guys are taking all the fun out of an election for me.

    Everyone turns to the side to see Carter Wallace, Tom's competition, standing with a big grin on his face.

    Lisa: (to Margo) Who is he?
    Margo: The competition.
    Lisa: (intrigued) Oh.

    On Carter waving and smiling for the flashing camera like a true politician would,





    CUT TO







    EXT. TOWN SQUARE

    We pick up where we left off. Carter moves through the crowd and makes his way onto the podium to join Tom but not before he and Lisa exchange glances--chemistry exploding.

    He joyfully pats Tom on the back, playing up the crowd. Tom is fuming once again, as he doesn't appreciate Carter taking over his event.

    Carter: Oakdale!
    Crowd: YEAH!

    Margo elbows Lisa, who joined in. Then shoots a look at her letting her know to no participate.

    Carter: Are you ready sick of these half a**ed young bucks promising you one thing, but doing the other?!
    Crowd: YES!
    Carter: Are you tired of your streets not being safe for your children because of fear of gangs and pedophiles?!
    Crowd: YES!
    Carter: Are you tired of these so called cops (glances back at Margo) not doing their jobs to the best of their abilities?!
    Crowd: YES!
    Carter: Then vote for me because I promise you, unlike my competition, (pats Tom again) that I'll clean Oakdale up. I'll send a shockwave, a message that will have criminals fleeing this town. Our streets will safe again for children to run and play. I'll work with the Mayor and Commissioner, yet call them out when they aren't serving you . . . (points at everyone) Serving you! Vote for Carter Wallace, the OG that'll set Oakdale free.

    The crowd goes into an uproar of cheers. Carter basks in the cheers and looks over at Tom. Carter shrugs his shoulders, letting him know that the game is on, before basking in the cheers again.

    Meanwhile, Lisa watches on intrigued. Charismatic, sexy, and hands on -- a man that Lisa needs, a man that Lisa wants.

    CUT TO

    INT. JAVA

    Mo sits off to the side going over some papers when Casey, exhausted, enters with flyers. Mo looks up and likes what she sees.

    Mo: D*mn. Talk about needing some of that cream in my coffee.

    Mo has to get his attention. But how? She walks up the counter playing clumsy and bumps into Casey, thus causing his flyers to fall all on the floor.

    Mo: (a bit over the top) Oh my God! How clumsy of me!
    Casey: No problem.

    Mo kneels down to help him. While helping, she takes a whiff of Casey, unbeknowest to him, and smiles.

    Mo: (thought) Damn he smells good. A bit musty but that's because he's been working hard. Ain't nothing sexy like a man that's been working hard and he still smells good a little. Axe. Yes, axe. I recognize that smell anywhere. His sexy behind can drop the axe on--
    Casey: Hey.

    Mo snaps out of it.

    Casey: Thanks.
    Mo: (tossing her long mane--well weave, seductively) No problem. (extending hand) I'm Monique, by the way.
    Casey: (shaking her hand) Casey. Casey Hughes.
    Mo: (in a daze) Casey . . . Casey Hughes. (hits her) Hughes?!
    Casey: Yeah. Is that a problem?
    Mo: (laughing it off) Oh no. Just threw me off. Don't mind me.
    Casey: (smiling) No. Tell me what's so funny?
    Mo: Umm . . . (searching) That's the name of the doctor I met yesterday when I was Oakdale Memorial.
    Casey: Oh. Which one?
    Mo: (in though) Damn what's his name??? (then) Bob!
    Casey: That's my Grandfather.
    Mo: Oh is it? Such a nice man. I can see where you get your good looks from.
    Casey: (bashfully) Thanks.

    The two share a laugh when Allison enters. She instantly cues in on the two laughing and does not like it,

    CUT TO

    INT. SKIDZ

    A shot of Meg bent over on the pool table. She's about to go for her shot as Ryder sits back and watches the view, which he likes. Meg takes the shot and jumps up and down screaming.

    Meg: I win!
    Ryder: Yeah. You did.

    Meg places the stick on the table and heads back over to the bar. Ryder follows.

    Meg: I'm so glad that you joined me for quick game. But I wanna apologize--
    Ryder: No worries. Apology accepted.
    Meg: Thanks. I've just had a hard time adjusting to sharing Eliza with that bit-- I mean Emily.
    Ryder: Understandable. My birth mom went through a similar situation. Having to share me with my other mom who raised me. . . I feel your pain.
    Meg: Glad someone understands. . . Now what do you want to drink?
    Ryder: Oh no. Don't think so. Too early and I'm a bit of lightweight.

    Meg grins at this revelation.

    Meg: I find that hard to believe.
    Ryder: I am. Two drinks and I am out.
    Meg: Oh really? From beer?
    Ryder: No. Beer is fine. It's the hard liquors that do me in.
    Meg: I think they do us all in.

    On Meg grinning like a chessire cat,

    CUT TO

    INT. JAVA

    Mo is back at her table, alone and glowing when Jami enters. Mo waves her down. Then Jami joins Mo.

    Jami: Sorry I'm late. I was helping MJ with some lab work.
    Mo: Mmm hmm. You and this MJ-cat are getting real close.
    Jami: We're just friends and collagues.
    Mo: Whatever, boo.
    Jami: So what have you been up too, little Miss. Fashion Designer?
    Mo: Running errands. Filing papers. On the edge of killing your cousin.
    Jami: Who? (leaning in) Barbara?
    Mo: Yes. Talk about a Class A b*tch. That heffa got me working like I'm Kizzy off Roots. Slavery is over.
    Jami: Mo!
    Mo: She is. I respect her but she needs to get her back broke more often. Hubby ain't hittin' it right.

    Jami pops Mo.

    Mo: What?! (laughing) Could be that or she's going through menopause.

    Jami gasps. The two then burst into laughter.

    Jami: So you've been slaving all day? I find that hard to believe seeing as you were grinning when I walked in. Something else is going on.
    Mo: Well I met this guy . . .
    Jami: Go on.
    Mo: He is so fine.
    Jami: And?
    Mo: He's a SAWB.
    Jami: A what????
    Mo: Keep up, sweetie. A sexy a** white boy. I thought American boys were on that racial hangup mess. I guess they've finally evolved like the European boys, and learned to appreciate dark chocolate.

    Jami rolls her eyes. Mo is well known for her wacky acronoyms.

    Jami: (sighs) Did I need to know that? What next? You wanna tell me his blood type?
    Mo: (mumbling) Nawl. I'm sure it's no differ from yours. . .
    Jami: Huh?
    Mo: I said, don't hate because I'm getting some cream in my coffee girl.

    Mo playfully pops Jami hands, yet quickly hesitantly laughs when she isn't looking.

    Jami: Me? Hatin'? Never. I only congratulate.
    Mo: Glad to hear that because you need to congratulate me now.
    Jami: For what?
    Mo: Because that SAWB is your cousin.
    Jami: What???!!!!
    Mo: You said you don't hate!
    Jami: I'm not hating! But my cousin? Which one?!
    Mo: (grinning) Casey.
    Jami: Hold on, what a sec--wasn't he engaged? My Aunt Frannie mentioned it to my mom.
    Mo: Not anymore. I asked him if he was seeing someone and he said he's newly single. Guess homegirl messed up. But I should thank her if I get the chance to meet her. That boy might be my future hubby and father of the kids. We're going out on a date real soon. Maybe we can double date? You and MJ. Me and Casey. I hope he ain't a scrub . . .

    Mo is tapped on the shoulder. She turns to see Allison standing behind her.

    Mo: Can I help you?
    Allison: Yes. I've been watching you since I've arrived and I noticed you getting cozy with my ex-fiance.
    Jami: (to Mo) Oh! Looks like your wish came true.

    Jami takes a sip of her tea. Mo shoots a look at Jami before her looking back at Allison. The two stare each other down.





    CUT TO



    INT. WOAK (EDITING ROOM)

    Luke is going over tapes when he hears a knock at the door.

    Luke: Who is it?

    No answer.

    Luke: (sighs) You guys, I'm not in the mood today.

    Luke opens the door and there is Noah. Noah charges at Luke and grabs him, kissing him passionately. Luke pushes him away.

    Luke: Noah, what are you doing here and what are you doing?
    Noah: I said I'd wait for you but not anymore. I'm here to take what's mine.
    Luke: What?

    Noah pulls Luke into a passionate kiss again. Noah hoist Luke onto the table, knocking over some tapes.

    Luke: (while Noah kisses his neck) I broke up with you.
    Noah: And now we're making up.

    Noah wraps Luke's legs around him and kisses him. Luke gives in and goes along as he needs to sweat his edges out after the strenous few weeks he's had. Oh what the h*ll. Then,

    Luke: (pushing him away) What about Kim?
    Noah: She was leaving when I came in. We're here all alone.
    Luke: OK. Well what about condom?

    Noah digs into his pocket to reveal a magnum. Luke grins. Noah wraps Luke's legs around him and picks him up, slamming him into the wall and they continue to touch, kiss, lick, moan, groan, and . . .

    CUT TO

    EXT. TOWN SQUARE

    The crowd has cleared away leaving only a few people, who are cleaning up, along with Tom, Margo, Lisa, Emily, and Carter (nearby).

    Tom: (to Emily) I cannot believe you!
    Lisa: I can. I knew she'd never change her spots. And people thought Paul could clean her up . . .

    Lisa tuts.

    Emily: I was reporting. You ought to know all about that, Tom. You were once a reporter with me when you were having a mid-life crisis.
    Margo: But most reporters have some form of integrity.
    Emily: And the ones that do are the ones complaining about newspapers not selling. I don't have that issue. The Intruder is always sold out. Recession my a**.
    Lisa: A two bit, talentless wh*re.
    Emily: You'd know, granny. The people in this town thought the same about you once upon a time.

    Lisa goes to slap Emily but Margo steps in dragging her away.

    Tom: This stunt you just pulled could ruin me!
    Emily: Tom, I gotta sell stories. I have a child to feed.
    Tom: And I'm starting to second guess whether or not I should've agreed to shared custody.
    Lisa: You shouldn't've!
    Emily: Oh, you'd say that! Seeing as you had no problem keeping Tom away from his father!
    Lisa: You trailer trash . . .
    Margo: Enough! You two stop it. You're giving Carter more ammo. (points) See!

    They all look over to see Carter smiling and waving.

    Tom: (to Carter) Loving this, huh?
    Carter: (joining them) Actually, I don't. Family quarrels are normal. Plus the info you all are spewing is old news. If I am going to sling mud, it is going to be something that isn't well-known. But I can tell I won't even have to resort to that. You'll do yourself in, Hughes. (pointing to Emily) Or she will.

    Carter exits but not before exchanging a smile with Lisa.

    Tom: Emily! You better reel it in!
    Emily: I'm doing my job!
    Tom: Then find something else to write about! If you print one article about me or anyone in my family, you'll wish you would have never slept with me all those years ago!

    Tom, Margo, and Lisa exit.

    Emily: Trust me, I do.

    On a shot of Emily, frustrated but fearful of what Tom might do,

    FADE OUT




  3. 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!

  4. NothinButAttitude
    INT. LIBRARY

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

    Rocky: You OK?

    Trista: Huh?

    Rocky: You were tapping your pencil on the table.

    Trista: Dear God, I am so sorry.

    Rocky: No you're fine.

    They go back to studying, then

    Trista: Does something look like it is bothering me?

    Rocky: (looking up) You tell me.

    Trista: OK. I'm not.

    Rocky: Then what is it?

    Trista: They know.

    Rocky: Who?

    Trista: My Aunt Reva and Grandpa Hawk.

    Rocky: They do.

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

    Rocky: So does Rusty know?

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

    INT. BEACON LOBBY

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

    Reva: Rusty! What are you doing here?

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

    Cassie: Go ahead.

    Olivia: I think NOT!

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

    Cassie: Why can't he?

    Olivia: Bad for business.

    Reva: Here we go.

    Cassie: How?

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

    Cassie: So what. I don't care.

    Olivia: But I do.

    Rusty: (awkardly) You know what, nevermind.

    Reva: Hold up!

    Reva walks behind the counter, stopping him.

    Reva: Give me some of those flyers then.

    Olivia: Excuse me?

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

    Reva takes some of the flyers.

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

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

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

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

    Cassie: Who decided that?

    Olivia: Me. Case closed. No political memorabilia.

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

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

    Cassie: What now, Olivia?

    Olivia: What is she doing here?

    Reva: She is assisting Cassie.

    Olivia: In doing what?

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

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

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

    Marah: (to Cassie) I told you.

    Olivia: And they should've listened.

    Cassie: She's staying.

    Olivia: No.

    Marah: Cassie--

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

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

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

    Dylan and Marah get on an elevator nearby, exiting.

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

    Rusty exits.

    Reva: Olivia, you are a b*tch.

    Olivia: Tell me something I don't know.

    Cassie: She's staying.

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

    Olivia starts to walk off when:

    Reva: Sam must be spinning in his grave.

    Olivia: (turning around) What did you say?

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

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

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

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

    Olivia: I'll do as I please.

    Reva: And I whoop that--

    Cassie: OK, OK. Enough you two.

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

    Olivia exits.

    Reva: Stankin' trick.

    CUT TO




    INT. SPAULDING ENTERPRISES (BREAK ROOM)

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

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

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

    India: Because I answer to Alan.

    Alex: And me.

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

    Alex: And this is new to you?

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

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

    India: We shall.

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

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

    Alex: You shall see soon enough.

    India: I'll be waiting.

    Alex: Good. Farewell, India.

    Alex leaves. On India, waving to Alex



    THE END






  5. NothinButAttitude
    HUGE CASTING NEWS AT TGL: THE GUIDING LIGHT



    Four characters from the past are returning to the canvas on a permanent basis to help shake up the show. To center the show back around the Bauers, Michelle and Danny Santos (Paul Anthony Stewart and Joie Bethany Lenz) are rejoining the series along with Carmen Santos (Saundra Santiago) and soon by Carmen's daughter, Pilar (now being portrayed by Lindsay Hartley). Expect Danny & Michelle's story to start soon on the SUPERSIZED EPISODE of TGL (posted soon) with Carmen soon following. Pilar will arrive back in town no time soon, but when she does, expect fireworks!







  6. 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



  7. NothinButAttitude
    INT. OLIVIA’S ROOM

    Olivia rolls out of bed and draws the blinds to window, bringing in a surge of sunlight. She walks over to her vanity where she plops down and has a seat, examining herself in the mirror.

    Suddenly, in the mirror splits (in Olivia’s mind), showing her Id (primitive side), which looks very sluttish, and her superego (moralistic side), which looks very natural and maternal, looking back at her.

    Olivia: What the fu— (rubbing her eyes) Am I going insane?

    Superego: No, but you keep down this path you will.

    Id: (tuts) Oh please.

    Superego: Olivia, you know what you’re doing is wrong. Deep down you know that Sam’s death was an accident. He chose to save Marah and risk his life. You giving a hard time is disrespecting him.

    Olivia takes this food for thought, but noticing this, Id jumps in.

    Id: (to Superego) Shut up! (to Olivia) Don’t listen. That little tramp is flaunting around town like her stuff don’t stank. She planned the trip. She invited Sam. She is the reason he was there.

    Superego: Not true!

    Id: Yes it is! You know it is too, Olivia.

    Olivia: I cannot believe that I am sitting here talking to myself.

    Id: Believe it and believe that Marah does not give a damn about you or your brother. How has she respected your wishes? Has she stayed away from you like you asked? No!

    Superego: Well Springfield isn’t that big. . .

    Id: It’s big enough for her to find work elsewhere. And don’t forget that this is the same little twerp that tried to break you and Josh up all those years ago. Remember that? You remember how she disrespected you.

    Olivia: True.

    Superego: Olivia, that was years ago.

    Id: Yep, but a leopard never changes his spots. That little witch is probably grinning at the fact that she is lived and your brother died.

    Superego: Olivia, listen to me, you will only hurt yourself if you go on trying to punish Marah.

    Id: She’s right.

    Olivia: Huh?!

    Superego: (overlapping) Huh?!

    Id: She is right about you going on to punish Marah the way that you have.

    Superego: (unsure) I am? (thinking for a sec, then gloating) I am.

    Id: I think you should switch your approach. Let her keep the job.

    Superego: See, Id, I knew I’d rub off on you eventually.

    Id: Oh b*tch please. (to Olivia) Keep your enemies closer, Olivia. You keep that little tramp close and then you slit her throat when she least expects it.

    Olivia smiles at the sound of this plan.

    Superego: Olivia!

    Olivia: Shut up! (to Id) You know what, I like your style.

    Superego: Olivia! Don’t do it.

    Olivia gets up and walks away.

    Superego: Olivia! Olivia! Sam would disapprove— (to Id) I hope you are happy.

    Id: Sure am.

    On Id pleased with herself and Id shaking her head, disapproving,

    CUT TO

    INT. DISTRICT ATTORNEY’S OFFICE

    Jeffrey sits at his desk with Doris sitting across from. We come in mid-convo:

    Doris: What are the updates on the Foley case?

    Jeffrey: None. Grady Foley is still on the run.

    Doris: And what about the Bauer girl?
    Jeffrey: Leah?

    Doris: Yep.

    Jeffrey: We’re still working on what to charge her with.

    Doris: Aiding and abetting . . . accessory to an attempted murder. Shall I go on?

    Jeffrey: That’s a bit harsh, Doris.

    Doris: I don’t care. Phillip Spaulding almost died because she helped Grady Foley.

    Jeffrey: But you can clearly see she had no idea that he was going to poison Phillip.

    Doris: If looking innocent is the measuring stick to get people off then Springfield would be filled with crazies on the streets, who tried the same thing.

    Jeffrey: Doris, I—

    KNOCK! KNOCK!

    Reva opens the door, peeking in.

    Reva: Oops. Am I interrupting?

    Doris: I was just leaving. (looking at Reva) Don’t wanna spill anything to my competition’s sister. (to Jeffrey) Get it done. I won’t settle for less.

    Doris brushes past Reva, exiting. Reva comes in, closing the door. She looks at Jeffrey, who is now stressed.

    Reva: What now?

    Jeffrey: Nothing.

    Reva: Fine. But I was just stopping by to see if you wanted to meet up for lunch?

    Jeffrey: Sure. What time and where?

    Reva: I guess we can eat at Towers but I gotta check with Josh when lunch is. I’m working with him today.

    Jeffrey rolls his eyes.

    Reva: Really, Jeffrey? Are we still on this?

    Jeffrey: Yeah we are.

    Reva: Why are you so mad? If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were threatened.

    Jeffrey: Should I?

    On Reva amused,





    INT. DISTRICT ATTORNEY’S OFFICE

    Picking up where we left off:

    Jeffrey: Should I?

    Reva: You tell me.

    Jeffrey: I don’t know why you have work with him when you have a good job as a manager at the Beacon.

    Reva: Where I’d still have to interact with Joshua.

    Jeffrey: But not as much.

    Reva: Actually I still would. Plus, you fail to realize that we do have two kids together.

    Jeffrey: Who are grown.

    Reva: I find this interesting that you are whining about this, but do I ever whine about you and Olivia talking? Do I?

    Jeffrey: No but Olivia and I don’t have history of reuniting time after time.

    Reva: So you think I took this job to reunite with Joshua? Because if that is what you think then you are SO wrong. If I wanted Josh, I could have him and I would be with him as we speak. But who I am here with? Who?!

    Jeffrey: Me.

    Reva: Exactly.

    Jeffrey: I’m sorry.

    Reva: I’m sure you are, but it is starting to get old.

    Reva exits leaving Jeffrey with egg on his face

    CUT TO

    EXT. PARK

    Trista and Hawk walk through the park tossing sunflower seeds to the pigeons in the park.

    Trista: I still can’t believe that you knew all this time and didn’t say anything.

    Hawk: Because I knew you’d come out and say something eventually.

    Trista: But have you thought of how my dad is going to take it?

    Hawk: (stopping) It has been running through my mind for years.

    Trista: How is he going to take it?

    Hawk: Knowing my son, he is going to flip his lid.

    Trista: Well I don’t want to get you in trouble.

    Hawk: Oh I can handle it. Wouldn’t be the first time he was mad at me. Don’t worry about me, sweet pea. Everything will work out just fine. Trust me. Now c’mon.

    Hawk wraps his arm around and he is Trista continue on through the park.

    CUT TO

    INT. MARLER KITCHEN

    Blake, Clarissa, and Kevin carry groceries in. Kevin and Clarissa sit their bags down and head out to get some more while Blake stays behind, unloading them.

    Blake opens the freezer and places some groceries into the freezer. She closes the door and jumps at the sight of other son, JASON.

    Blake: Jason!

    Jason: Hey, Mom. Aren’t you gonna hug me?

    Blake takes her son and squeezes him tightly, then pulls away.

    Blake: What are you—when did you get here?

    Jason: Earlier but I stopped by the station and saw Grandma. She drove me home and let me in.
    Clarissa (OS): Mom, Kevin— (entering kitchen) Jason!

    Kevin: (behind her) Bro?

    Jason: Hey everyone.

    On Jason smiling,

    CUT TO

    INT. HOSPITAL

    Mel waits outside Dr. Kirkpatrick’s door when Leah walks out bearing papers. Mel stands up.

    Mel: So how did it go?

    Mel and Leah start down the corridor.

    Leah: Fine. We talked about you, me, and my hatred for Dad.

    Mel: That’s good. I really hope that this helps. This might also help with the case too.

    Leah: How so?

    Mel: Well Dr. Kirkpatrick can testify on your behalf about your relationship with your father, how Grady preyed on you, and how it resulted in you assisting him. You were irrational and—

    Leah: Mom, enough. I really don’t want to get into it.

    Mel: It is a little too late for you to clam up now. We have a case coming up and real soon.

    Leah stops and faces off with Mel.

    Leah: This would’ve never happened if you never hooked up with Cyrus.

    Mel: Don’t blame this on me!

    Leah: If you and Dad would’ve never broken up then this would’ve never happened. I would not be going to court, I wouldn’t hate Dad, and you wouldn’t be pregnant with Cyrus’s baby!

    Mel: How do you know!

    Leah: Next time you take a pregnancy test, get rid of the evidence better.

    Leah walks off leaving Mel embarrassed.

    CUT TO

    INT. COMPANY

    Christina looks at her watch, waiting patiently for Remy. Remy then enters, advancing towards her.

    Remy: (going in to kiss her) Hey baby.

    Christina halts the kiss. Remy is thrown off by this.

    Christina: Sit.

    Remy sits.

    Remy: What is going on?

    Christina produces a letter from her purse and hands it to Remy. Remy reads the letter and his face lights up.

    Remy: You were accepted at John Hopkins? This is great!

    Christina: Sure is and I accepted my slot. Question is, are you coming with me?

    Remy: But my family is here and this whole ordeal with Leah. . .

    Christina: Then I guess that solves it. I’m leaving tonight.

    Remy: Chris, that is not fair. You are just sitting this on me now, and expect a decision?

    Christina: You know that I always wanted to go to John Hopkins.

    Remy: Yeah but—

    Christina: You’ve made your decision and I respect it.

    Christina kisses Remy on cheek.

    Christina: It’s been real fun.

    Christina exits, leaving Remy clueless as to what just went down.

    CUT TO

    INT. SPAULDING ENTERPRISES (ALAN’S OFFICE)

    Alan sits at his desk looking at an application thoroughly. Sitting across from him is a young man named Brandon, dressed professionally. He waits patiently (yet anxious) for Alan to say something. Then Alan looks up,

    Alan: So, Brandon Reed, you went to Harvard for business?

    Brandon: Yes, Sir.

    Alan: Mmm hmm. . .

    Brandon: I have you know that I graduate Magna Cum-Laude.

    Alan: I can read. You have it on your resume.

    Brandon starts to slump in his seat as he feels that he might have just blown a once in a lifetime shot at working with his idol, Alan Spaulding.

    Alan: Congratulations.

    Brandon sits back up.

    Brandon: Huh?

    Alan: (extending his hand) Welcome to Spaulding.

    Brandon: A-Are you serious? You mean it? I got the job?

    Alan: Yes. However, I see you have potential to be a very savvy business man one day.

    Brandon: That means the world coming from you.

    Alan smiles.

    Alan: That is why I have to ask you do something for me. . .

    Brandon: I’ll do it. I’ll do anything.

    Alan: I need you to help me bring down my sister, Alexandra, and bring her down for good.

    On Brandon contemplating then a devious grin wiping across his hand as he takes Alan’s hand, shaking it

    CUT TO

    INT. CHAMBERLAIN MANOR (LIVING ROOM)

    Nola is curled up on the sofa wiping tears from her eyes as she watches To Kill a Mockingbird on the TV. The credits start to scroll across the screen

    Nola: (sniveling uncontrollably) That damn Gregory Peck gets me every single time. If only they made movies and shows with powerful messages like they use too. (wiping away tears) Now everything is about sex and violence. . . (sighs) How I miss the old times.

    Nola takes the remote and aims it at the TV, shutting it off. The silence that she once had is now ruined with J and Quint coming down the stairs, arguing. Nola implants her face into her palms, so over it.

    J: (entering the room) Dad, trust me—I don’t want to stick around. If I could, I would flee Springfield as fast as I can.

    Quint: (tailing him) Then why don’t you?

    J: Because I choose not to run. Something you had a history of doing all your life.

    Nola jumps up driving a wedge between her husband and son.

    Nola: OK. What now?

    J: He’s nagging me about what I am going to do next.

    Quint: I’m just want him to do something other than lie around and sulk. How about going rejoining the police squad—Springfield Police Department. I could call Frank, and—

    J: (snapping back) NO! Now stay out of my damn business. When I make my next move, you’ll know!

    J rams into Quinton as he exits. Nola gazes at Quinton, shaken at what he said.

    Nola: Do you realize what you just said? Do you realize how sensitive it is for you to keep bringing up his old life to him?! The loss he—we suffered. . .

    Nola is on the verge of crying again when Quinton eases in and grabs his wife holding her tightly in a comforting embrace.

    Quint: (deeply remorseful) Nola. . .

    Nola: Quinton, give him time. You have to realize that he is a man that lost everything not too long ago.

    Unknowingly, J stands outside the room listening in to what is going on. With him fighting back tears and furious,

    CUT TO

    INT. WSPR (HOLLY’S OFFICE)

    Holly, Dinah, and Vanessa stand in the doorway talking to each other.

    Holly: You sure about this, Vanessa?

    Dinah: Yeah, Mom. You sure you wanna go back Spaulding with Alan?

    Vanessa: I do. I actually miss it.

    Holly: Just know that the door is ALWAYS open for you to come back to WSPR. I mean it.

    Vanessa is touched by Holly’s invitation.

    Vanessa: Thanks.

    Holly: No problem.

    Holly looks past Dinah and Vanessa to see Reginald easing down the hall. He is very attractive and knows it but he also possesses a slimy side that makes him a tad bit unbalanced—he is that anchor that is willing do anything to get the story.

    Holly: Excuse me, ladies, our new anchor is here.

    Dinah and Vanessa look at Reginald, who comes up shaking Holly’s hand firmly.

    Vanessa: (to Dinah) He’s attractive.

    Dinah: I’m with Shayne, Mom.

    Vanessa: I know but that has never stopped you before.

    Dinah shoots a look at Vanessa, who looks back at her grinning. Meanwhile, Holly, with Reginald, rejoins them.

    Holly: Dinah, this is your co-anchor, Reginald. Reginald, this is Dinah and her mother, Vanessa.

    Reginald: Nice to meet both of you. Hmm. . . . Dinah? Like Dinah Shore?

    Dinah: (shaking his hand) I hope I can achieve the success she has achieved in the media.

    Reginald: With me by your side, you will.

    Reginald smiles at Dinah, still shaking her hand, while eyeing her down seductively.
    Dinah removes her hand from the uncomfortable situation.

    Reginald: Isn’t there another anchor?

    Holly: Yes, my daughter, Blake.

    Blake (OS): Who happens to be standing behind you. . .

    Everyone turns to see Blake standing behind them, dressed like a little sex-pot in her business suit that is showing cleavage and legs.

    Dinah: You do realize that this is not a strip club, Blake?

    Blake: Oh Dinah, green does not look good on you.

    Dinah: Neither does that outfit.

    Blake ignores her and steps in front her, facing Reginald.

    Blake: (shaking his hand) I’m Blake.

    Reginald: (eyeing her voluptuous body for a second, then) Oh, I’m Reginald.

    Blake definitely likes what she sees. Holly notices this and,

    Holly: OK. Time for you all to head to makeup.

    Blake: God knows Dinah could use a miracle before the camera comes on.

    Dinah flicks Blake “the bird.”

    Vanessa: On that note, I need to head to Spauldings for the board meeting.

    Reginald: You work for Spaulding Enterprises?

    Vanessa: Why yes.

    Reginald: Perfect. We might need you one day if we decide to a piece on local businessmen and women or a piece on Alan Spaulding.

    Vanessa: Well I’d be honored for the first suggestion. You wouldn’t need me for the second piece as Dinah and Blake have enough to give you what you’d be looking for. (to Dinah, kissing her) Good luck. (to Blake) You too. (to Holly) I’ll see you around.

    On Vanessa exiting,

    CUT TO

    INT. SPRINGFIELD POLICE DEPT (FRANK OFFICE)

    A shot of a police badge that reads Det. Harley Cooper, we pull back to show Harley thrilled over the sight of holding her badge in her hand.

    Frank: You sure that you are ready to come back?

    Harley: More than ready.

    Frank: Good because we missed you.

    Harley: I missed you all too. I just can’t wait to get back on the streets of Springfield.

    Frank: Alright, Baretta.

    Harley: Very funny.

    Harley places her badge in her pocket and grabs her holster with gun off Frank’s desk, putting it on.

    Frank: How are the boys taking it?

    Harley: Me being back?

    Frank nods.

    Harley: They seem fine by it. I think that they are still just glad to be home.

    Harley’s phone beeps. She looks at it.

    Harley: Oops.

    Frank: You’re already busy?

    Harley: No. I just forgot that I was supposed to stop by Cassie’s to pick up Zach’s soccer gear that he left over there.

    Frank: How is she doing?

    Harley: Fine. I mean she’s been busy with the upcoming reopening of the Beacon and dealing with Olivia and Edmund. . .

    Frank: Edmund?

    CUT TO

    INT. JESSUP FARM (KITCHEN)

    Cassie rushes over to the door to let Edmund, bearing flowers, in and signals for him to be quiet as she is on the phone.

    Cassie: (on phone) I looked at the designs that you sent me for website and I was hoping for something more interactive—something that allows the guest to look at their room before the book it. You know what I mean.

    Edmund grabs a vase out the cabinet and places the flowers inside of it. He then turns (standing by the counter) and watches Cassie at work, smiling.

    Cassie: That’s fine. Just send the designs to me as soon as possible. . . OK. Thank you. . . Bye.

    Cassie hangs up the phone and turns to Edmund.

    Cassie: What are you doing here?

    Edmund: I came to see my favorite ex-wife.

    Cassie: I thought that Beth occupied that position?

    Edmund: She wishes.

    Cassie laughs.

    Cassie: But really, what do you want, Edmund?

    Edmund: Your hand in marriage again.

    Cassie: Well that’ll never happen again.

    Edmund: Then what about a business proposition?

    Cassie: Like?

    Edmund: Allowing me to buy into the Beacon as a partial owner.

    Cassie: No way in h*ll.

    CUT TO

    EXT. ED’S HOUSE (PATIO)

    Danny walks up smiling as Michelle and Ed relax drinking lemonade.

    Danny: Good news. I just placed my hat into the bid for town mayor.

    Ed: Again? That’s phenomenal.

    Danny: I did it once and won, I guess that I could do it again.

    Michelle: Great! At least you don’t have to worry about me screwing up your campaign like last time.

    Danny: Michelle, that’s in the past.

    Michelle: I know.

    Danny: I feel that if we are going to stay in Springfield then I want this place to be safe for Robbie and Hope.

    Ed: Well I think you are the man who could get it done. I just hate that you are running against Rusty.

    Michelle: . . .and Doris.

    Ed: Well her too.

    Ed pours Danny a glass of lemonade and hands it to him.

    Ed: (raising his glass) To the future Mayor of Springfield!

    Danny: Cheers.

    As Danny and Ed celebrate, Michelle eases into the house and down the hall into the

    INT. BATHROOM

    where she flicks on the light, looking at herself in the mirror. All these thoughts of Meta and her family members starts to plague her as she falls to the floor in fetal position bursting into tears.

    CUT TO

    INT. OUTSKIRTS BAR

    Lizzie comes rushing in screaming joyfully and hugging her friend, Tierra, tightly.

    Lizzie: Tierra! Oh my God! I haven’t seen you in years!

    Tierra: I know right.

    Lizzie: When I heard that you were coming back home, I had was thrilled.

    Tierra: Well I got a table for us.

    Lizzie and Tierra walk over to their table that has a pitcher filled with margarita in it. The grab a glass and pour themselves a drink.

    Lizzie: I can’t stay for too long. I have a board meeting at Spaulding in a few.

    Tierra: Lizzie Spaulding, look at you! A businesswoman?! I would’ve never. . .

    Lizzie: Neither did I.

    Tierra: I just hope I land this job today.

    Lizzie: Where?

    Tierra: The Springfield Journal.

    Lizzie: (stops sipping her drink) Really?

    Tierra: Yep.

    Lizzie: Today might be your lucky day as my uncle, Alan Michael is GM of both the Journal and WSPR with Holly Reade, a good family friend. I could put in a good word with you.

    Tierra: I couldn’t ask you to do that.

    Lizzie: It’s already settled. I’ll do it once I leave here.

    Dorrie comes sashaying into the bar donning designer clothes from head to toe. She notices Lizzie and waves. Lizzie moans.

    Tierra: Who is she?

    Lizzie: A piece of trash.

    Dorrie advances over the table to cause trouble.

    Dorrie: Lizzie, aren’t you going to invite me to have drinks?

    Lizzie: No.

    Tierra: There is enough—
    Lizzie drives her elbow into Tierra’s side.

    Lizzie: You’ll have to get your own drink—that is if you can afford it.

    Dorrie: That’s no problem. (digging in her purse to reveal Alan’s credit card) Your grandfather is taking care of the tab for me.

    Lizzie’s jaw drops.

    Dorrie: Now if you’ll excuse me.

    Dorrie tosses her hair and walks off.

    Lizzie: That little bit—

    Dorrie heads into the bar and bumps into Dinah.

    Dorrie: Dinah?

    Dinah studies Dorrie’s face for a sec, then

    Dinah: Dorrie, is that you?

    Dorrie: In the flesh.

    Dinah hugs Dorrie.

    Dinah: When did you get back in town?

    Dorrie: A while back. I went back to Europe to sever some ties and I am here for the long haul.

    Dinah: So where are you staying?

    Dorrie: With the Spauldings.

    Dinah looks past Dorrie at Lizzie, who is watching on in a blind rage.

    Dinah: I can tell they don’t like you.

    Dorrie: Who cares. Alan likes me.

    Dinah: You just better remember that Alan is snake.

    Dorrie: And my mother is the mongoose.

    Dinah: True. Let’s have a drink before I have to head back to the station.
    Dorrie: Sure. I’ll pay or Alan will.

    Dinah: Then I’ll have the most expensive drink on the menu.

    Dorrie and Dinah laugh as Lizzie continues to watch on.

    Lizzie: How could Dinah be associated with her? (thinking about it) Never mind. This is Dinah we are talking about.

    Tierra: Who is she?

    Lizzie: Dinah? Oh my sister-in-law that hates me and vice versa.

    Tierra: That’s nice.

    Remy, a wreck, drags himself into the bar. Tierra notices him.

    Tierra: (nudging Lizzie) Hey! Isn’t that Remy Boudreau from high school?

    Lizzie: Yeah, why?

    Tierra: No reason.

    On Tierra liking what she sees before her,

    CUT TO

    INT. SPAULDING ENTERPRISES (ALEX’S OFFICE)

    Alan: (entering her office) Alexandra, it is about that—

    Alan notices Alex straddled across the floor, passed out. The telephone dangles down from the desk, beside her.

    Alan: (kneeling down) Alex? (shaking her) Alex! (calling out) Someone call 911!

    Beth peeks her head into the office.

    Beth: Alan, what is—(noticing Alex) Oh my God!!

    Alan: Call 911! Quick!

    Beth nods and rushes down the hall.

    On Alex lying motionless,



    FADE OUT


    THE END





    COMING UP ON TGL:


    - The past comes back to haunt the three candidates: Rusty, Danny, and Doris


    - Olivia's plan hits her where it hurts the most


    - Edmund brings Mallet's sister, Julie to town as a distraction


    - Jeffrey still feels threatened by Josh's presence in Reva's life


    - Tom and J get a job. . . with Alan!


    - Marah finds love in the most unlikely place


    - Love is all around for the youngsters


    - Mallet and Dinah are drawn back together when Dinah gets a stalker


    - Lara's friend (Shayne's ex/Edmund's daughter), Mackenzie comes to town obssessed with Shayne and hates Marina


    - Blake learns Kevin's secret and is not happy


    - Alex gets disturbing news


    - Trista's paternity comes out and her mother Laurel comes to town


    - Rick is attracted to Laurel


    - Mel's pregnancy is revealed and the verdict is in for Leah


    - One cousin falls for another cousin's wife


    - Michelle falls victim of the Bauer curse


    - Caroline's identity is blown


    - Two childhood friends fall into bed together, thus creating a scandal


    - Pilar returns at the hands of Dorrie to cause trouble for Lizzie


    - Brandon has a secret. . . he's a Tamerlain! He wants what is his.


    - Dorrie learns Brandon's secrets and immediately sinks her hooks into him


    - A Tierra/Brandon/Dorrie/Remy quad creates drama


    - Carmen awakens from her coma and wreaks havoc for Danny and Edmund


    - After Trista's reveal, Cassie decides it is time to find her biological dad, hurting Hawk


    - Carmen brings the mob back to Springfield and mob friends


    - John Hu, a friend of Carmen's, has many ties to Springfield


    - The Diamondhead Organization is after Josh again


    - A drunken night results in Billy finding the woman of his dreams


    - A Springfield denizen has falls victim to DID


    - The Marler boys apples have not fallen too far the tree. Kevin is apple is from Ross' tree but Jason is from Roger's tree


    - Jason wants Phillip's head on a silver platter


    - Springfield has a serial killer on the loose


    - Someone is hiding a secret as to who they are tied too and Rita is at the center


    - Annie's sister and niece come to town and they are just as dangerous as she is


  8. NothinButAttitude
    INT. REVA'S KITCHEN

    Reva stands at the sink washing dishes. She is deep in thought, replaying the conversation over and over from the other day.

    Hawk's voice: She is a Shayne. Your mother and I knew. . . Your mother and I knew. . . Your mother and I knew. . .

    Reva: Oh, Pop. What have you done. If Rusty ever finds out, all hell will break loose.

    Marah (OS) : Mom, What are you talking about?

    Reva nearly jumps out of her skin at the sound of Marah's voice. Marah walks over to Reva, putting her arm on her, comforting her.

    Marah: You OK?

    Reva: (laughing it off) I am fine. I should be asking you if you are OK. Are you?

    Marah: Do we have to talk about me?

    Reva: No but you do need to talk to someone -- a professional. Maybe I should schedule you some appointments with a therapist?

    Marah: MOM!

    Reva: Marah, it won't hurt for you to talk to someone.

    Tears start to form in Marah's eyes. She is starting to unravel.

    Marah: Mom. . . I-I don't know if I can go back to the place. The thought of hundreds of pounds of snow covering over me. The thought of Sam, oh Sam!

    Reva holds Marah tightly, coddling her. Marah sobs in her chest.

    Reva: Baby, don't you worry. Momma is here.

    Marah: (wiping away her tears) I know but you can't protect me from her.

    Reva: Her?

    Marah: Olivia.

    Reva: What has that old carpet munching bitch done now?

    Marah is stunned by what her mother just said.

    Reva: Yes, I called her a carpet munching bitch. Now what has she done now?

    Marah: Mom. . .

    Reva: Well she eats Natalia's carpet, so what. Now what has she done now?

    Marah: Nothing. I just don't know if I can face her.

    Reva: Screw her. I understand her loss but you are at a loss too. You lost a friend -- a friend that gave up his life to save yours. He just happened to be Sam.

    Marah: You make it sound so bad when you put it like that.

    Reva: But it is true. Sam would not want you moping around and he sure as hell would not want Olivia seeking vengeance on his behalf and she knows it.

    Marah: True.

    Reva: I know it is true. That's what happens when you become a pescatarian. You become mad. She needs some beef.

    Marah: (shocked yet laughing) Mom!

    Reva and Marah share a laugh when we hear:

    Cassie (OS): (while entering) Knock! Knock!

    Reva: C'mon in here girl.

    Cassie joins them in the kitchen.

    Cassie: I didn't interrupt anything did I?

    Marah: Oh no. Just me and Mom having a heart to heart.

    Cassie: Well I actually came over to see you.

    Marah: Me?

    Cassie: Yep. I know you are down in the dumps but you need something to do. . .

    Reva: (jokingly) Or someone. . .

    Cassie pops Reva on the shoulder.

    Cassie: No seriously. You need to get those creative juices flowing, and what better way to do so than helping me redecorate.

    Marah: (taken back) Decorate? You want me to redecorate, what? The farm?

    Cassie: Not exactly. The Beacon Hotel to be exact.

    Marah: Oh no.

    Cassie: Oh yes!

    Reva: I think it is a great idea!

    Marah: Umm hello! Olivia!

    Cassie: And?

    Marah: She is part owner of the Beacon too.

    Cassie: OK and we both agreed that we needed the Beacon needed to be redone along with the new wings we just added, and who better than you?

    Reva: Does Olivia know?

    Cassie: (hesitantly) . . . No.

    Marah: Great.

    Cassie: She can't fire you. She put me in charge of the renovation since she is so busy with other matters.

    Marah: Like devising my demise.

    Reva: Look at it like this, Marah, if you are in close quarters with her then it gives you a heads up with what she is "planning."

    Cassie: True. And I'll be there along with Reva, our new manager.

    Reva: Exactly and if she tries anything, I'll bust that bitch across the head with a 2x4.

    Cassie: So on that note... (pulling a bottle of wine out her purse) Let's have a toast.

    Marah: This early?

    Reva: Girl, hush and grab a glass. She got that good bubbly.

    On the Shayne women cracking up,

    CUT TO






    INT. OLIVIA'S OFFICE AT THE BEACON HOTEL

    Olivia sits at her desk, very emotional, glancing at a pic of Sam.

    Olivia: Oh Sam. . .

    Tears stream down her cheeks.

    Olivia: Why did you do it? Why did God take you? Why did he spare that trash, Marah? (slamming down the pic) I always knew I hated that little bitch.

    Olivia gets up and looks window at the view of the city.




    Olivia: Oh Marah, you little slore (a slut + a whore = a slore for those who don't know ). . . If you think I will ever forget what you did to my brother then you have another thing coming. Just gotta figure out a way to stick it to you.

    KNOCK! KNOCK!

    Olivia: Come in.

    Enters Dylan bearing blueprints. The sight of Dylan makes a smile come across Oliva's face like the cat that ate a canary.

    CUT TO




    SPAULDING MANOR




    INT. ALEX'S ROOM

    Alexandra lies straddled across the bed in a robe. She munches on a bowel of strawberries in the process, watching Gone With the Wind.

    Alex: Oh Scarlett, screw Rhett! You don't need a man!

    Alan enters.

    Alan: No wonder why don't have a man. And put some clothes on.

    Alex: Last time I checked, this was my domain. My room--

    Alan: MY HOUSE.

    Alex: Correction, OUR HOUSE.

    Alan: Whatever. (slamming files on her bed) You did not tell me about Petrenoyva deal, Alex.

    Alex: Why should I?

    Alan: You are doing this because I brought India on as the head of the Spaulding Foundation.

    Alex: Maybe.

    Alan: OK but you knew that, that deal was mine, right?

    Alex: Well look at it as a favor.

    Alan: How about I don't.

    Alex: Listen here, Alan. I thought we were suppose to be co-CEOs. I thought that we were over the power struggle. I thought that you said we would consult each other before making final decisions.

    Alan: So this is about India?!

    Alex: HELL YEAH. You know I don't care for her. Why did you bring her and that daughter of hers on.

    Alan: Because she needed a job and she did run the foundation well for years.

    Alex: Oh yes, Alan, and we shall see how well it goes. You, once again putting an uzi in a psycho's hand. Let's see how it goes this time.

    Alan: We will. Along with some major changes at Spaulding.

    Alex's head snaps back at Alan, not grasping what he is implying.

    Alan: I think that it is time that I take over as the permanent CEO.

    Alex: Over my dead body.

    Alan: So tempting.

    Alex: See I tried to be nice but now I guess I am going to have to take the gloves off with you, baby brother. I guess we are going to have to take it back to the boardroom again. I wonder what Phillip's ex-wives are up to?

    Alan: Ha ha. Very funny. I doubt you'll have the votes this time.

    Alex: I'm sure I will let's have a run down, shall we? Harley will never vote with you.

    Alan: Meh.

    Alex: Blake will vote in unison with Harley.

    Alan: She was always an idiot.

    Alex: Then there is Mindy. . .

    Alan: Who is back on good terms with Phillip. She and Beth will vote with me if Phillip follows suit.

    Alex: But that won't happen. Because I have Nick's proxy in the company and I am allowed to vote for my son, seeing as he is out of the country at the moment. Oh and Alan Michael hates you, so he'll vote for me.

    Alan: My son and I are getting back on good terms.

    Alex: Who are kidding? Alan Michael is only speaking to you because of Caroline.

    Alan: That woman works wonders. . .

    Alex: Doesn't matter because I'll just bring up Phillip and him being your favorite and that'll sway Alan Michael in my direction.

    Alan: He's just one. James will vote with me.

    Alex: Maybe. But I have Lizzie.

    Alan's face drop.

    Alex: Yep. Lizzie will vote with me as she does 99.9% of the time. And Bill hates you so he wouldn't dare let her vote with you. He'll use his portion of the stock to vote in favor, and her voting with me will wreck shop for you. Phillip nor Beth would dare vote against Lizzie. They'll vote in unison after she puts those puppy dog eyes on them. Then Phillip will strong arm James into following suit too -- a new car is what he'll bribe him with. So what does that leave you with? -- Oh yeah, you'll lose Mindy too in that process. So all you'll have is India's vote. Oh and Amanda because she was an idiot and gave you her proxy. And don't forget our half, the Tamerlains. Vicky will vote with me seeing as you treated her like a dog when she was in Springfield. Anyone else?

    Alan snatches the file off the bed and storms out the room. Alex burst into a hearty laughter.

    Alex: Bye, bye, Alan! (lying on the bed) Now where was I. . .

    Alex goes back to watching TV.

    Alan, lingers outside her door, livid in deep thought.

    Alan: (deep thought) I gotta find a way to get Lizzie to vote for me or better yet, convince Bill. Or even worse, remove both obstacles -- both Alex and Lizzie.

    On Alan, pleased with what he has come up with,


    THE END




  9. 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

  10. NothinButAttitude
    INT. BAUER KITCHEN

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

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

    Danny kisses Michelle on the lips.

    Danny: Tell them I’m in the car.

    Michelle nods. Danny exits.

    Michelle: (irritated) KIDS!

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

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

    Michelle rubs her head as she in real pain.

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

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

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

    Wounded by Michelle not returning her love, Robbie exits.

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

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

    CUT TO

    INT. TOWERS

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

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

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

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

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

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

    Alan steps off the elevator and passes them when,

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

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

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

    On Alan smiling (and up to something),

    CUT TO

    EXT/INT. TRAILER

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    Josh continues to go through the mail.

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

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

    Josh: (thought) Diamond Head?!

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

    Billy: What the—
    Josh: Everybody watch out!

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

    Reva (OC): What is going on here?

    Josh turns to see Reva standing in the door.

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

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

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

    On Josh bothered,

    CUT TO





    INT. TRAILER – MOMENTS LATER

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

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

    Josh ignores her.

    Reva: Joshua!

    Josh spins around to face Reva.

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

    Josh turns away.

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

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

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

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

    Reva: Tell me, Bud. What’s wrong?

    CUT TO

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

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

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

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

    INT. BATHROOM

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

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

    Danny then barges into the room, mad.

    Danny: Michelle!

    Michelle peeks out the bathroom.

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

    Danny takes Michelle into his arms, holding her tightly.

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

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

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

    Michelle feels bad, as Danny turns on the

    INSERT – TV

    With a commercial of Doris about to run.

    VOICE: How do you like your mayor?

    A shot of a piece of raw meat.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    END OF COMMERCIAL

    On Danny and Michelle speechless,

    CUT TO

    INT. HAWK’S APT

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

    Hawk: Who is it?
    Female Voice: Laurel!

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

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

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

    On Hawk surprised to see Laurel,

    CUT TO

    INT. HOSPITAL (SWITZERLAND)

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

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

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

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

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

    FADE OUT




  11. NothinButAttitude
    After a long hiatus, TGL: THE GUIDINGLIGHT is coming back! However, with good news, there is bad news. The show is having major casting changes. See below:

    Sarah Brown as Cassie Layne

    Kristolyn Lloyd as Tierra Renaldi


    Kim Matula as Trista Tucker



    Chris Fountain as Rocky Cooper



    Drew Garrett as Jason Marler



    Chad Duell as Kevin Marler



    Megan Ward as Harley Cooper



    Matthew Ashford as Reginald Wilson



    Wendy Moniz reprises as Dinah Marler



    Rick Hearst reprises as Alan Michael Spaulding




  12. NothinButAttitude
    INT. REVA'S LIVING ROOM

    Reva, holding Colin, and Trista sit on the sofa in silence. Reva is somewhat still befuddled over the news she just received.

    Trista: Look, I wanted to ease into the situation and not just pop declaring that I am a Shayne.

    Reva: I understand but how?

    Trista: Through sex. I mean how else--

    Reva: No. I mean how do you know that you are Rusty's child for sure?

    Trista digs into her satchel bag and pulls out a tattered photo album. She hands it to Reva. Reva opens the photo album to the portion that she has bookmarked. On that marked page lies a photo of Rusty and Trista's mother, Laurel. Both have that late 80s, early 90s hair that will make you cringe.

    Trista: I stumbled upon it years ago. My mom had it hidden in the attic. I guess she didn't want me to find it anytime soon and start asking questions.

    Reva: So I am suppose to assume that you are my niece because of a photo of your mom and brother?

    Trista: Yes but no. I just want you to be open to the possiblity that I might be a Shayne.

    Reva: Look, honey... There is no way. You've said that you were born and raised in Atlanta. My brother has never lived in Atlanta. After he left Springfield back in '89 he went back to Tulsa. And I don't remember my brother mentioning a Laurel to me.

    Trista: How would you know? Weren't you declared "dead" in 1990?

    Reva sits on the thought.

    Reva: You are right.

    Trista: And what brother tells his sister all his escapades?

    Reva: True.

    Trista: Mrs. O'Neill --

    Reva: Call me, Reva. Maybe Aunt Reva, eventually.

    A slight smile comes over Trista's face.

    Reva: Anyone else knows about this?

    The doorbell rings.

    Reva: Hold that thought.

    Reva hands Colin over to Trista and goes and answers the door.

    Reva (O.S.): Hey, Pop!

    Hawk (O.S): Hey, Sister -- (running into the living room discovering Trista) Am I interrupting something?

    Reva reenters standing behind Hawk.

    Reva: I think we need to have a chat...

    Hawk: About what?

    Trista: Maybe I should go...

    Reva: No, sweetheart. It's better if you are here.

    Hawk: Reva, girl, what are you going on about?

    Reva: Trista seems to think that Rusty might be her father.

    Hawk: What do you mean think? She is.

    Reva: She is?!

    Trista (overlapping): I am?!

    Hawk: Why yes.

    Reva: You knew?!

    Hawk: Yep. So did Sarah. Her mother, Laurel, went to school at OSU getting her master's degree in medicine. Nice, bright girl. They dated for about a year, and she breathed new life into him -- the life he so desperately needed after Rose died. He met her at the Dirty PussyCat, where she stripping at. Too nice of a girl to be a stripper but she did it to put herself through college. The two somewhat drifted apart after your death, Sister. Rusty was so grief stricken that he kept to himself. She understood his situation and gave him space, but realized she was pregnant. She came and told Sarah and I that she was pregnant with Rusty's child and even got a DNA to show that she was compatible with me even though we knew the child was no one else's.

    Reva: But why didn't you tell, Rusty?

    Hawk: He was so wrapped up in his career that Laurel just thought it was best to leave him alone. She left Tulsa, had Trista, and finished her schooling at --

    Trista: At Emory.

    Hawk: Yep. Sarah and I would check in every Christmas, birthday, and Thanksgiving, send money all the time. Laurel would send us pictures and cards that Trista made for us.

    Trista & Reva: Huh?

    Hawk: The cards that you use to make for Auntie and Uncle O'Neal -- the presents that you got from us every Christmas and Birthday -- that was me and your Grandmother, my child.

    And on Trista verklempt

    CUT TO



    INT. TOWERS RESTARAUNT

    Blake and Clarissa sit at the table glancing over the menu when Kevin drags himself over to the table and plops down. Blake looks up from the menu, noticing her son down in the depths.

    Blake: Kevin? Honey, are you alright?

    Kevin (coming to): Huh? Oh yeah. I'm fine...

    Blake: You sure?

    Kevin: I said I was OK.

    Blake: Alright. (on a tangent, gleefully) But all will be well soon when you win the award that the college established in your father's name. I'm gonna be so proud. Your father would be too.

    Kevin (mumbles): I'm sure he would...

    Clarissa interjects diverting the conversation:

    Clarissa: Oh, Mom!

    Blake: What?

    Clarissa: You have lipstick on your teeth.

    Blake: I do?

    Clarissa: Yep.

    Blake goes for her fork, and Clarissa grabs her by the hand.

    Clarissa: Mom, not at the table! That's trashy. People will think you were raised by animals.

    Blake (joking): I was. My father was a viper.

    Clarissa: Well you need to go to the bathroom and get it off.

    Blake (laughs): Alright, alright. I'll be right back. Go ahead and order. I want the usual. Oh and order the usual for your grandmother as well. She'll be joining us.

    Clarissa: OK!

    Blake walks off. Clarissa looks at Kevin, who is studying the menu.

    Clarissa: Still haven't told, Mom, have you?

    Kevin (looking up, lost): What are you talking about?

    Clarissa: Let's see, you moping around, the medical magazines you hide under your mattress along with the Playboy mags, and your F- papers that you crumble up and trash --

    Kevin gasps.

    Kevin: What the hell?!

    Clarissa: C'mon now. If you are going to get rid of your failing papers then actually take the time to shred them.

    Kevin (holding back): Clarissa...

    Clarissa: Look, why don't you tell the truth? You want to study medicine. It's not a crime.

    Kevin: And why don't you stay in your place and worry about thing that a 12 year old should worry about!

    Clarissa: Like what?

    Kevin: Like padded or unpadded.

    Clarissa gasps, covering her chest, and

    CUT TO

    INT. ALAN MICHAEL'S OFFICE

    Holly: Hope? What are you saying?

    Hope: I'm saying that I don't want to be Hope Bauer anymore! She is DEAD.

    Holly goes for the door when Hope grabs her by the arm.

    Holly (eyeing Hope): Let me go.

    Hope: I can't. (panicking) I can't. Holly, please.

    Holly: I can't keep this from Ed.

    Hope: It wouldn't be the first time.

    Holly: But there won't be another.

    A-M: Enough!

    Holly and Hope look over at a pissed off Alan Michael.

    A-M: You wanna be Caroline then be her because you are not my mother. My mother NEVER lied. She was a drunk and over protective but she was NEVER a liar.

    Hope takes this in, wounded.

    A-M: Just know that it is going to come out and when it does, I'm gonna sit back and watch. YOU SELFISH BITCH!

    Off a reflex, Hope smacks Alan Michael in the face. Holly gasps. Alan Michael wipes the blood off his busted lip. This amuses him.

    A-M: The truth hurts, huh?

    Alan Michael snatches the door open and storms out. And on Hope, a total wreck...


    THE END




  13. NothinButAttitude
    FADE IN:

    INT. TRISTA'S DORM - DAY

    Trista studies three outfits that she had lied out on the bed. Daisy eases into the room. Trista turns around acknowledging her.

    Trista: Hey you. Where have you been?

    Daisy: I had to run to the store and grabs some items for my Grandma Reva. I just came by to change before I headed over there.

    Trista: But I thought you were eating at the Coopers -- I mean your Mom's house?

    Daisy: I was but I changed my mind. I might just come over there later on.

    Trista: (whining) Why? I wanted you to come with me.

    Daisy: For what? Rocky's going to be there. And my family practically loves you. My Grandpa Buzz can't stop talking about how your studious ways have rubbed off on Rocky.

    Trista: So what. I still want you come. We barely even hang out. You are always with James...

    Daisy: ...and you are always working at Company.

    Trista: See. More reason for you come with me.

    Daisy: Trista...

    Trista: Daisy, come on. It's not like I am holding a gun to your head. I am just simply asking you to come to the Coopers with me.

    Daisy: But I can't. I already told Grandma Reva I was coming.

    Trista: Ugh...

    Trista tosses her hands up in defeat. Her computer bleeps as she receives an e-mail.

    Trista: I'm not giving up, Lemay. Hold that thought.

    Trista heads over to the computer and checks her mail. Meanwhile, Daisy glances over Trista's outfits lied out on her bed.

    Daisy: The blue sweater top.

    Trista: (still typing) What?

    Daisy: The blue sweater top. With the black slacks and black platform boots. Wear that.

    Trista: Thanks. I was leaning towards that outfit.

    Daisy: Glad you were because you are going to wear with me to dinner.

    Trista snaps her head back at Daisy, thrilled.

    Trista: You are going to the Coopers?

    Daisy: Nope.

    Trista drops the smile back into a frown.

    Daisy: You are going with me to the Shaynes.

    Trista: Wait, wait... what? I can't. What about--

    Daisy: Rocky, will understand. As a matter of fact, we'll do both. Go to my Grandmother's first and then hit up my Mom's. Problem solved.

    Trista: You sure -- that Rocky's feelings won't be hurt?

    Daisy: Positive. Leave it to me.

    Daisy whips out her phone and starts to dial.

    INT. HARLEY'S LIVING ROOM

    Rocky, Frank, Jude, and Zach sit in rapt attention the couch watching the game. The phone starts to ring.

    Harley: (O.C.) Somebody get it!

    Rocky: (in a daze) Frank, you get it.

    Frank: No way. They are about to start the play. Whoever is calling will call back. I'm sure its not that important.

    The phone rings again.

    Harley: (O.C.) Frank! Rocky! Get the phone! We're trying to set up in here! Geez.

    Rocky unwillingly gets up and answers the phone.

    Rocky: Hello.

    Daisy: Hey to you too, Rocky.

    Rocky: Oh, Daisy, sorry.

    Daisy: Let me guess... the game is on?

    Rocky: Yeah. (turns his attention back to the TV) I just don't wanna miss a play...

    Daisy: Then I'll cut it short. Trista is coming with me Shaynes. We'll be over there later on, got it?

    Rocky: (still watching TV) Yeah. What you said, Daisy.

    Daisy: OK, bye.

    Daisy hangs up the phone.

    Rocky: Bye. (coming to realization) The Shaynes?!

    And on Rocky, hurt

    BACK TO THE GIRL'S DORM ROOM

    Trista: So how did he take it?

    Daisy: Fine. See I told you! Now get dressed.

    Trista: Alright, alright.



    CUT TO


    EXT. PATIO - DAY





    Vanessa and Nola set the table while in the foreground, Quinton and Matt share a cigar.

    Matt: Nice day, Quint, huh?

    Quint: It is. Nice breeze. Something you can't expect to get on an archeological dig in Afghanistan, and something I missed greatly about being in Springfield.

    Matt: Glad to have you back.

    Matt raised up his wine glass.

    Quint: Glad to be back.

    Quint and Matt toast, but this happy moment is ruined by:

    Nola: (O.C.) I like it there, Vanessa!

    Vanessa: (O.C.) Whose house is this?

    Matt & Quint: Dear God.

    They turn to see Nola and Vanessa facing off.

    Nola: This house belongs to the family. Nowhere in the will did Henry state, "This house belongs to Vanessa and Vanessa only."

    Vanessa: But who has been living in it? Taking care of it?

    Nola: That was then. This is now.

    Vanessa: And now I am going to rearrange this silverware to the way I like it!

    Vanessa rearranges one of the utensil settings.

    ON MATT AND QUINT

    Matt: I see its about to get nasty. Should we go and break them up?

    Quint: No, NO... Just let them fight it out with its still fresh.

    BACK TO VANESSA AND NOLA

    Nola: What are you doing?!

    Vanessa: Everyone knows that this spoon and this fork are not positioned next to each other, Nola.

    Nola: Like I could give a damn. If it was up to me, we'd all be using one fork and spoon.

    Vanessa: (gasps) How barbaric!

    Nola: How normal. How frugal. How--

    Maureen joins them on the patio, upset and bothered.

    Maureen: Mom, I cannot believe that you won't let me go and eat with Clarissa. It's so not fair!

    Vanessa: Maureen, don't start with me. You still know that you're grounded for piercing those ears.

    Maureen: Mom, I'm almost a teenager!

    Vanessa: So what. You know the rules.

    Nola: Frankly, I don't see the issue with her having her ears pierced. Anastasia had hers did when she was two.

    Vanessa shoots a piercing look at Nola.

    Maureen: See! Cousin Stacey had them done when she was two! Emma had her done when she was four -- Clarissa when she was six!

    Vanessa: Don't start with me, Maureen. (to Nola) And no one asked for your opinion.

    Nola: I know. But I just love to interject. (hugging Maureen) Plus, my niece is right. She should have her ears pierced. And my God, its not like she went and out got a boob job...

    Vanessa gasps.

    Nola: ...or did drug. Or drank alcohol.

    Vanessa clutches her chest in utter shock.

    Nola: She just got her ears pierced.

    Maureen: (hugging Nola tighter) I love you, Aunt Nola. Sometimes I wish I was your daughter.

    Nola: Aww, kiddo.

    The doorbell rings.

    Vanessa: Maureen, go and answer the door! Nola, shut up! Matt and Quint, get over here! ITS TIME TO EAT.

    Maureen scurries off into the

    STUDY

    and then crosses into the

    FOYER





    where she opens the door to find two large boxes masking two men faces.

    Maureen: Umm... can I help you guys?

    J: I don't know can you, bumblebee?

    Maureen's face light up.

    Maureen: Cousin J!

    J removes his box to show his handsome face.

    Tom: And don't for get about me, squirt!

    Maureen: Tom?!

    Tom removes his box from his face. Maureen joyously screams at the sight of her cousins.

    Maureen: MOM!!!

    Vanessa: (O.C.) What are you in here--

    Vanessa enters the foyer where she sees Tom and Anthony J.

    Vanessa: Anthony? Thomas?

    J: Hey, Aunt Vanessa. Long time, no see.

    Vanessa runs over to hug both Thomas and J.

    Vanessa: What are you two doing here? Your mother said that you were--

    Nola: (O.C.) (Voice coming closer) Now what is all this ruckus in--

    Nola freezes in place at the sight of her son. She speechless... for once. Tears start to stream down her face. Quint and Matt slowly come up behind Nola.

    Nola: Anthony James...

    J: Happy Thanksgiving, Mom.



    Tom Reardon


    Anthony James Chamberlain



    FADE OUT




    COMING UP ON TGL: The Guiding Light:
    - The Reardon's Thanksgiving continues
    - Shayne's Thanksgiving
    - Hawk and Reva grow suspicious of Trista



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  14. NothinButAttitude
    IS BACK!

    Another soap is making its return under the hands of the same head writer of TGL: THE GUIDINGLIGHT. Picking up where the last episode of AS THE WORLD TURNS sadly left us. Expect twists and turns that centers around the Hughes, Stewarts, and Snyder/Walsh clan! Here is a chance to see your cast:

    Returning:
    Don Hasting as Bob Hughes
    Kathyrn Hays as Kim Hughes
    Elizabeth Hubbard as Lucinda Walsh
    Larry Bryggman as John Dixon
    Colleen Zenk as Barbara Ryan Coleman
    Ellen Dolan as Margo Hughes
    Scott Holmes as Tom Hughes
    Martha Byrne as Lily Walsh
    Jon Hensley as Holden Snyder
    Maura West as Carly Snyder
    Michael Park as Jack Snyder
    Terri Conn as Katie Perretti Hughes
    Trent Dawson as Henry Coleman
    Kelly M. Hensley as Emily Stewart
    Roger Howarth as Paul Ryan
    Grayson McCouch as Dusty Donovan
    Agim Kaba as Aaron Snyder
    Julie Pinson as Janet Ciccone
    Billy Magnussen as Casey Hughes
    Marnie Schulenberg as Allison Stewart
    Ashley Greiner as Faith Snyder
    Mick Hazen as Parker Munson
    Daniel Manche as JJ Snyder
    Marie Wilson as Meg Snyder
    Cady McClain as Rosanna Cabot
    Scott Bryce as Craig Montgomery
    Van Hansis as Luke Snyder
    Jake Silbermann as Noah Mayer
    Susan Masters as Susan Stewart
    Kathleen Widdoes as Emma Stewart
    ...and Eileen Fulton as Lisa Grimaldi

    Returning:
    Tom Degnan as Adam Munson
    Alex Chando as Maddie Coleman
    Chauntee Schuler as Bonnie McKechnie

    New Faces
    Nick Stabile as Chris Hughes
    Kate Mansi as Jamie Sartell Hughes
    Tiana Benjamin as Monique Wexler
    Cornelius Smith Jr. as Dallas Griffin
    Rhassaan Orange as Mitch Wexler
    Wally Kurth as Mac Hutchins
    Sam Beherns as Lars Stenbeck
    Shayna Rose as Clark Coleman
    Stuart Damon as Carter Wallace
    Dylan Bruce as Ryder Hughes
    Marco Dapper as Chase Trudeau
    John Brotherton as Stephen Wyatt
    Alycia Purott as Samantha Cory
    Heidi Mueller as Charlotte Whitney
    Cameron Mathison as Scott Eldridge
    Matt Walton as Mason Sartell
    Noelle Beck as Adrienne Pointdexter
    Kin Shriner as Sean Markham
    Eddie Alderson as Daniel Hughes

    Leaving:
    Ben Levin as Gabriel Montgomery
    Sarah Wilson as Liberty Ciccone






  15. 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.




  16. NothinButAttitude
    FADE IN

    INT. CHAMBERLAIN MANOR - DAY - FOYER
    (Picking up where we last left off)

    Nola: (fighting the tears) My baby boy.

    Nola hugs J tightly. Nola then pulls back from him.

    Nola: What made you come home? Are you two in trouble?

    J: Here we go...

    Tom: Aunt Nola, what makes you think that we are in trouble? We just came to spend time with you guys.

    Nola: Oh really? Get over here you.

    Tom walks over and hugs Nola. Meanwhile, J hugs Matt and Quint. But the hug between Quint and J is quite awkward. Vanessa notices this.

    Nola: So where are Annabelle and Tony? Are they outside parking the car?

    Tom: Uh no. (takes of his jacket) They decided to join Uncle Jim, Bridget, Sean, Chelsea, and Lana in Atlanta with Grandma Bea.

    Quint: How nice. You did send our regards to Bea did you, Nola?

    Nola mouth drops as she has forgotten to do so.

    Nola: Oops. I knew I forgot to do that. Excuse me.

    Nola scurries off into the kitchen.

    Tom: So where is everyone?

    Vanessa: Well Bill is spending Thanksgiving with his in-laws, and Dinah should be over shortly.

    Tom: Good. I haven't seen everyone in years. Feels so good to be back in Springfield. The last time I was here was--

    Vanessa: (sadly) When Maureen died.

    Tom: Yeah... (lively) But things have changed now. And what matters is that we are all here together. So where is the food?

    Matt: I still see you have that appetite you did as child, huh?

    Tom: Of course. C'mon. Let's get you seated.

    Tom wraps his arms around Matt and Maureen's shoulder as they descend into the living room. Vanessa, Quint, and J stand in silence, quite tense to be exact.

    Vanessa: So... umm... you know what -- I -- think I left a pie in the kitchen.

    Vanessa runs off into the kitchen. Quint forces on a smile as he looks at J.

    J: OK, Dad, give me your best shot.

    Quint: What are you talking about?

    J: You are bothered by something?

    Quint: No I'm not. Just surprised to see you that's all.

    J: Sure. Keep telling yourself that.

    J walks off leaving Quint leery.



    CUT TO


    INT. CROSS CREEK - DAY - DINING ROOM

    Everyone sits at the table watching on as Rusty and Carol canoodle. Josh leans in close to Reva whispering,

    Josh: This is unexpected. I haven't seen Rusty this happy since he was married to Rose.

    Reva: You're preaching to the choir. I just would like to know when Rusty was going to plan on telling us about her.

    Shayne clears his throat gaining everyone's attention.

    Shayne: So Carol, how did you and Uncle Rusty meet?

    Reva: Shayne!

    Marah: (punching him in the arm, overlapping) Idiot!

    Rusty: It's no problem.

    Reva: But its rude of him.

    Reva shoots a look at Shayne. Shayne shrugs his shoulder in confusion.

    Carol: We met in Tulsa. He was on duty and I ran a red light. He stopped me and tried to give me a ticket, but I managed to talk him out of it. Luckily it worked, and instead I ended up with his number.

    Reva: How nice...

    Izzy: Like when are we going to eat already? My stomach is about to cave in.

    Carol: Izzy!

    Izzy: No, Mom! I don't wanna hear it.

    The sound of a door closes in the background.

    Daisy: (O.C) Grandma!

    Reva: Oh that must be Daisy with the eggs. Excuse me everyone.

    Hawk: Excuse me too. I need to refill my wine glass.

    Hawk gets up from the table following Reva, carrying his glass.

    KITCHEN

    Reva and Hawk enter as Daisy hands Reva a bag with eggs.

    Reva: Hi, honey.

    Reva kisses Daisy on the head.

    Daisy: Hey. Oh, Trista is going to join us. Do you mind?

    Reva: Of course not. (to Trista) We are glad to have you.

    Trista: Thanks. I'm glad to be here.

    Daisy: Is everyone here?

    Reva: (in the fridge) Nope. We are waiting on Cassie and RJ, but your Dad is in there.

    Daisy: He is?

    Reva: Yep.

    Daisy: Well excuse me why I say hello to him. I'll be back Trista, OK?

    Trista: Take your time.

    Daisy exits.

    Reva: So Trista, how has life in Springfield been?

    Trista: Good. I miss life in Atlanta but I'm settling.

    Reva: That's good.

    Daisy (O.C) Trista, come in here and meet my Dad.

    Trista: Coming! (to Reva) Excuse me, Mrs. O'Neill.

    Reva: No problem. And call me Reva.

    Trista: Yes ma'am.

    Trista hops off the stool and exits. Her locket falls out her back pocket, unnoticed.

    Reva: Such a nice girl. I know her mother must be missing her.

    Hawk: (struggling opening the wine bottle) She must. Reminds me of all the time your Mother use to fret about you not being home from the holiday when you first came to Springfield.

    Reva: Oh, Pa...

    Reva grabs her pumpkin pie off the counter and heads for the door when she noticed a locket on the floor. She picks it up and examines it closely.

    Reva: Who is this?

    Hawk: (still struggling with the bottle) Must be the young lady's.

    Reva: Must be. (notices the photo inside the locket) Nice couple. If I would've known better that man in the picture looks like our Rusty.

    Hawk: Yeah, yeah, Sister.

    Reva: I mean doesn't it?

    Reva hand Hawk the locket. Hawk put down the bottle and looks at the photo. His eyes widen in shock.

    Hawk: That is Rusty!

    Reva: No way! (snatches the locket back) It can't be.

    Hawk: I know my boy. And looks like it was taken back in the early 90s. I remember that hideous hairdo of Rusty's anywhere.

    Reva: But why would Trista have a photo with Rusty inside?

    Hawk: Beats me.

    Reva: Hmmm...

    And on Reva wondering,



    FADE OUT


    ON THE NEXT TGL: THE GUIDING LIGHT

    - Reva learns the truth
    - Kevin has Mel lie for him
    - Holly learns about Hope
    - Lines are drawn in the Spaulding household


  18. NothinButAttitude
    FADE IN:





    INT. SPRINGFIELD U - DAY - MEL'S CLASS

    Mel stands by the open door handing out an assignment as the students leave.

    Mel: Everyone have a good weekend. And these are your cases that you will be arguing on for the final. So be prepared.

    Kevin, still by his desk, kneels down and grabs his backpack. Mel looks past the outgoing crowd onto Kevin.

    Mel: Kevin.

    Kevin looks over at Mel, attentive.

    Mel: Could you stay for a second so I can speak with you?

    Kevin nods his head.

    Mel shows out the last student and closes the door.

    Mel: Come up here please.

    Kevin comes down the stairs and approaches Mel's desk. Mel sits in her seat and opens a drawer to pull out Kevin's last test that reads "F." Kevin's eyes widen at the sight of the paper.

    Mel: What is going on?

    Kevin: I -- I can explain.

    Mel: You better have a great one because I just don't see you making through the Spring semester if you aren't passing the first part of the intro class.

    Kevin: I've just been really stressed out.

    Mel: But why? Kevin, you've always been an A+ student since I've known you. This is definitely not you.

    Kevin: Look, it just ONE measly F, OK?

    Mel: But the rest of your grades are D's. Do you realize that you making a D in a core class for your major is still a fail and you have to take it over again.

    Kevin: I'll fix it. You said that the debate is 50% of the grade -- right?

    Mel: Yes.

    Kevin: Then if I make a one-hundred on the final then I'll come out with at least a solid C-.

    Mel: But its very highly that you won't make a one-hundred. It's a rarity. The panel of attorneys that I've selected are going to critique everything you do, and since I've taught this class, no one has ever made no more than 90%.

    Kevin: Then I'll be the exception.

    Mel: Kevin...

    Mel grabs her mouth as she starts to dry heave. She leans down into the trash can and vomits. Kevin jumps back with worry.

    Kevin: Ms. Boudreau, look if I offended you--

    Mel puts up hand signaling him to stop talking. Mel takes a sip of water and pops a mint into her mouth.

    Mel: No worries. It isn't you.

    Kevin: ...Ms. Boudreau, are you sure?

    Mel nods her head reassuringly. She grabs her purse and starts to dig inside it.

    Kevin: Cuz if I didn't no any better, I'd say you were pregnant.

    Mel snaps her head back at Kevin.

    Mel: How did you know?!



    CUT TO


    INT. CROSS CREEK - DAY

    The doorbell rings and Reva comes into frame, heading to the door.

    Reva: I'm coming! I'm coming!

    Reva opens the door and there stands Trista. Reva is taken back by her presence.

    Reva: Uh hello, Trista.

    Trista: Hi, Mrs. O'Neill. I just stopped by to see if I dropped my locket here.

    And on Reva's blank expression



    CUT TO


    QUICK FLASHBACK - THANKSGIVING

    Of Reva examining the locket closely.

    Trista: (V.O.) Mrs. O'Neill!

    END QUICK FLASH

    Reva shakes her head coming back to reality.

    Reva: C'mon in. Let's see if we can find it.

    Trista steps inside and Reva closes the door behind her.

    Reva: Here, honey, hand me your jacket. I have the heater on.

    Trista: OK. But I was only going to be a quick second.

    Reva: Well no -- I mean why don't you join me for lunch? I was making some vegetable soup for me, Henry, and Colin, and I'd love for you to join us. That is unless you have somewhere to be?

    Trista glances at her watch then looks back at Reva with a warm smile.

    Trista: Nope. I'll join you and the babies.

    Reva: Good. Now about that locket, let's get started on looking for it.

    Trista: OK.

    Trista scurries off. Reva pulls the locket out her pocket as we see a shot of Rusty and Trista's mom (Laurel). Reva puts the locket back in pocket.

    Reva: Now time to get to the bottom of this.

    Reva walks off, and



    CUT TO


    INT. WSPR - DAY

    The production staff set up the set as Alan Michael strides into the studio at a face pace with Hope struggling to keep up with him.

    Hope: Alan Michael! Could you give me a second.

    AM: Nope.

    Hope: Scarecrow, wait!

    Alan Michael stops dead in his tracks and turn back to face Hope. He looks as her with malice as he can't believe what she just said.

    AM: Did you just--

    Hope: Call you, Scarecrow? Yes.

    AM: Ugh. I can't believe that you just called me my childhood nickname. No one can call me that but my mother.

    Hope: I am! (sotto) I am...

    AM: Nope. She died in that crash.

    Alan Michael walks off into





    ALAN MICHAEL'S OFFICE

    where he slams his briefcase on the desk. He tosses his jacket on the chair when Hope graciously eases in. Alan Michael turns to notice her still following him.

    AM: Can I please have a moment to breathe? Please?! Just back the hell off!

    Hope slams the door and rushes up to Alan Michael where she puts her finger in his face, reprimanding him.

    Hope: I don't give a damn if you are mad but you aren't going to disrespect me! Do you hear me?!





    STUDIO

    Holly wears a smile that shines throughout the room. As she walks, the various staff members shout "Hello" or "Good day, Ms. Norris." Holly waves back as she comes to Alan Michael's door. She just about to knock when she hears shouting come from out the room.

    AM: Respect?! You want respect? After all you did?

    Holly quietly cracks the door open enough to hear as,

    Hope: I AM YOUR MOTHER DAMMIT! You will respect me. You will respect me!

    Holly slides in and slams the door gaining their attention.

    AM: Holly? W-What do you want?

    Holly: Mother? That is what I heard, right? Caroline is Hope?

    And on AM burying his face in his palm and Hope in utter shock,



    FADE OUT





  19. NothinButAttitude
    FADE IN:

    INT. MEL'S BEDROOM - DAY

    Mel lies in fetal position amongst the darkness. She is still -- emotionless. Meanwhile, Leah bangs on the door repeatedly.

    Leah: Mom! I know you are in there. Let me in. Please. Come on...

    Leah breaks down and props her head on the door.

    Leah: Mom, please... I'm so, so sorry...

    The doorbell then rings. Leah staggers down the stairs to the door. She opens it and reveals Remy, Clayton, Christina, and Felicia.

    Leah: (wiping away the tears) Grandma and Grandpa? Uncle Remy? Christina? What are you all doing here?

    Felicia: We came to see how you and your mother is doing.

    Leah: I'm fine. It's Mom I'm worried about.

    Felicia: How is she?

    Leah: Still locked in the room. She won't come out. She hasn't eaten for days. I'm worried.

    Christina: Poor Mel...

    Clayton kisses Leah on the forehead and then continues past her up the stairs.

    Felicia: Clayton? What are you doing?

    Clayton: Saving our daughter. That is what I am doing.

    Felicia: Clayton--

    Clayton: No, Felicia. She is a Boudreau. She needs to get it together and now!

    Felicia: Clayton! She just lost someone dear to her!

    Remy: Yeah. A criminal. She shouldn't be surprised it ended like this.

    Christina: Remy!!

    Christina socks him in the arm.

    Remy: Well it's the truth.

    Felicia: You better not go up there, Clayton, acting like a fool.

    Clayton: I don't wanna hear it.

    Clayton continues up the stairs while Felicia still calls out:

    Felicia: Clayton! Clayton! Dammit, Clayton! (to Remy) Go and stop him.

    Remy: Mom--

    Felicia: NOW!!

    Remy is does as he is told and runs up the stairs. He makes his way down the end of the hallway where he spots Clayton beating on the door.

    Clayton: Mel, this is your father! I want you to open this door at once!

    No answer.

    Clayton: Mel! Open this door now!

    Now answer.

    Remy: Dad, enough. Come on.

    Clayton: No. I am not going anywhere. I am the father and I want this door opened now...

    Remy: Dad, maybe she wants to be left alone.

    Clayton: Remy, when you have children then you can tell them what to do. Till then, buzz off. (to Mel) I WILL BREAK THIS DOOR DOWN, MEL IF YOU DON'T OPEN IT NOW!

    Remy clutches his lips together, holding back his words. Footsteps are then heard coming up the stairs. It's Harley and Blake.

    Harley: Clayton, maybe we can help.

    Clayton: I doubt that I am her father.

    Felicia: (O.C) Clayton, get down here now and let Harley and Blake speak with her! NOW!

    Clayton: Fine. I'm going to give you ten minutes to talk to her and if she does not open that door by then I'm going to come up and burst the door down. Got it?

    Blake: Ten minutes then.

    Clayton and Remy descend down the stairs.

    Blake gently knocks on the door.

    Blake: Mel... Please come and open the door.

    Harley: Watch out.

    Blake: What?

    Harley slides Blake out the way and pulls a card out of her pocket. She slides the card into the latch and the open slowly opens to reveal Mel still lying on the bed in a daze.

    Blake: Oh God.

    Harley and Blake enter the room. Harley gently closes the door behind her. The two then join Mel on the bed.

    Blake reaches out to touch Mel and then stops, second guessing herself. But this is her friend. Blake starts to stroke her hair.

    Blake: Mel, I understand what you are going through. I really do.

    Harley: (grabbing Mel's hand) Me too.

    Blake: And we aren't going anywhere until you talk to us.

    Harley: And you know when Blake says something she means it.

    Blake and Harley chortle until they notice Mel isn't reciprocating.

    Blake: Remember when I lost Ross and I shut myself off. You bugged me until I came around. You felt so guilty because Rick was your husband and you had part of the blame. I cherished every day you came to sit me.

    Harley: And you did the same with me when Gus died.

    Tears stream down Mel's face as she tries to fight them.

    Harley: I may not have approved of you and Cyrus being that he and I parted ways badly but I never questioned his love for you and vice versa.

    Blake: I guess we all assumed that he was just using you.

    Mel: He was... He kept Grady being alive from me.

    Harley: And I agree. Him keeping that from all of us was wrong, but their bond was always so strong. Mel, you knew that.

    Mel: I did. I just don't get how he could not have trusted me with, Grady. I mean we could've taken legal actions to get him off. And now Grady is gone not be found while Cyrus is lying in the ground dead. STUPID BASTARD!

    Harley and Blake tear up at the pain coming from Mel.

    Mel: I never knew that losing something would be so HARD. I thought when Rick and I separated was hard but this so hard! I still see Rick. I will NEVER see Cyrus again.

    Blake: Don't say that. There is always--

    Mel: The afterlife. I know, I know. But that could be years from now. And whose to say I'll even see him then.

    Harley: Then you should keep faith alive that you will.

    Mel: I can't do this. I can't do this! How am I suppose to worry about Leah and this baby?! How?!

    Harley and Blake are stunned.

    Blake: ...Baby?

    Mel: (laughing through her tears) Open the top drawer, Harley.

    Harley opens the drawer and pulls out a pregnancy test. Harley glances at it and smiles.

    Harley: You're pregnant?

    Mel: Yep.

    Blake: Oh my God!! Oh we so have start planning for this baby!

    Harley: I know! The shower, paints and stencils for the room...

    Mel: I'm not going have it.

    Blake and Harley: WHAT?

    Mel: I said I am not going to have it. I'm getting an abortion. No need in bringing this child into the world only to suffer. The father is dead, and he father was looked down upon, I cannot put a baby through this.

    Blake: Mel!

    Mel: No, Blake! I don't have time. Plus I have Leah's accessory charge to worry about -- I don't have time for a baby. I don't.

    Harley: And have you asked the rest of your family how they feel?

    Mel: No. They'll never know. You guys are the only ones who are going to know also.

    Harley: Mel, that is not right.

    Mel: So what. It's my baby, my body. I'll do whatever the hell I want. And you two are going to keep quiet out of respect. Got it?

    Suddenly Leah peeks her head into the room.

    Leah: Mom... is it OK to come in?

    Mel: Yeah. (wipes tears) Tell everyone to come on in.

    Everyone comes in one by one. Mel gets up and hugs her family members. She shoot a look of warning at Harley and Blake.

    And on Harley and Blake feeling guilty,



    FADE OUT


    COMING UP ON THE THANKSGIVING EPISODE
    -The town gets together to celebrate Thanksgiving
    -Rocky and Trista admit their feelings and James is not too pleased
    -Nola & Quint are surprised to see their son, Anthony J and nephew, Tom in town
    -J & Tom have ties to someone in Springfield
    -Rick learns of Mel's secret
    -Caroline is exposed
    -Hawk & Reva learn the truth about Trista



  20. NothinButAttitude
    FADE IN:

    INT. SPAULDING MANOR - DAY - DINING ROOM
    (Picking up where we last left off)

    Alan: What is going on? Why are you two looking like deers in headlights?

    AM: N--No reason.

    Alan: OK... As soon as you two get over whatever has come over you both, come in the parlor and join us for a drink.

    Hope: Will do, Alan -- I mean Mr. Spaulding.

    Alan, still weary, walks out the room.

    AM: How could--

    Hope grabs him by the arm and drags him into the

    KITCHEN

    where she looks around to see if anyone is present. No one is.

    Hope: Baby--

    Alan Michael: No! Don't even try it! Don't even try to justify what you did. Do you know how much we have mourned you?

    Hope: Alan Michael--

    AM: And to think you have been here the entire time... THE ENTIRE TIME!!

    Hope: Sssh! Calm down.

    AM: Oh please. If I ever do anything right in my life, now is the time. I should go into the parlor and tell Dad--

    Hope: You can't!

    AM: Why is that?

    Hope: You just can't... and I know you wouldn't.

    AM: Don't be so sure about that, Mom -- or Caroline?

    Hope swiftly slaps Alan Michael across the face. Alan Michael rubs his face in pain.

    Hope: Now don't you go starting to back talk me boy! I'm still your mother and you will respect me.

    AM: Yes, Ma'am.

    Hope: Now I am sorry but I figured that me returning would do you more harm than good.

    AM rolls his eyes.

    Hope: You may not believe me now but you will. Do you think if I was Hope that I could help you? I think not. Being Caroline was a way for me to help you.

    AM: And you did. But MY MOTHER would've been more help.

    Hope: I understand that.

    Phillip (OC): Caroline! Alan Michael!

    Hope: Keep quiet.

    Phillip enters in the kitchen with two wine glasses.

    Phillip: Aren't you two gonna join us?

    Phillip hands both of them a glass.

    Hope: Sure. In a second...

    Phillip: OK.

    Phillip exits. Hope is about to take a sip when Alan Michael takes the glass from Hope.

    Hope: What was that for?

    AM: Alcohol, remember? You're an alcoholic.

    Hope: I know that.

    AM: You act as if you've seem to have forgotten.

    Hope: Well I didn't.

    AM: Mmm hmm... whatever.

    Hope: I didn't. Now that we are going to go out there and act like nothing ever happened. OK?

    AM: Sure. Whatever you want... Caroline.

    Alan Michael storms out. And on Caroline, sighing



    FADE OUT


    COMING UP ON TGL
    - Shayne family Thanksgiving
    - Reardon/Chamberlain Thanksgiving
    - Many reveals and surprises


  21. 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


















  22. NothinButAttitude

    Dinah V. Blake

    By NothinButAttitude,

    INT. WSPR - DAY - HOLLY'S OFFICE

    Holly sits back in her chair, exhausted as Dinah and Blake continue to sling insults at one another. Tired, Holly slams her fist on the table, regaining control of the room.

    Holly: Ladies! Enough is enough. (pointing the chairs in front of her) Have a seat.

    Dinah and Blake do as they are told.

    Holly: Now look, Blake, I thought you wanted nothing to do with WSPR?

    Blake: At first. But I had a change of heart.

    Dinah: Of course, when you discovered that Holly was going offering me a position.

    Blake: Oh Dinah, get a grip! Have you not learned that the world does not revolve around you?

    Dinah: Unfortunately not. You don't even have the skills to be a good anchor.

    Blake: How hard can it be to read off a teleprompter?

    Holly: Ladies. Stop! I've made my decision already...You're both hired.

    Dinah & Blake: (bewildered) What?

    Holly: I am hiring the both of you. Blake, you will bring in viewers due to--

    Dinah: Being Roger Thorpe's daughter, having that sham of a marriage to my father, and those trashy novels you write.

    Holly: No...but her fame from her best-selling novels will bring in viewers. And Dinah, your hard journalistic talent will--

    Blake: Send people to a competing station when they learn that their anchor married her co-anchor's father for her trust fund, then the son of her husband before killing him in cold blood...

    Dinah shoots a cold stare at Blake.

    Dinah: I loved him, Blake. I loved Hart with all of my body and soul.

    Blake: Yeah but you killed him. So I really don't qualify that as love.

    Holly: (holding her head) Girls...

    Dinah: You know what, I am not going to sit here and let you dictate my feelings for Hart. Because if you wanna get dirty we can get dirty. Your history is no cleaner than mine.

    Dinah gets up and head for the door. She stops for a second and turns around to add one more thing.

    Dinah: Holly...I want you to know that I accept the job. I'll be in tomorrow.

    Dinah rolls her eyes at Blake before slamming the door behind her. Blake sits in the chair fuming.

    Blake: (to self) Damn her. (to Holly) YOU CAN'T HIRE HER!

    Holly: Too bad I only take what you say so lightly.

    Blake: Mom, Dinah Marler will drop the credibility of this station down.

    Holly: No she won't. If anything, you two together will draw in huge ratings. Oh and when you two join up Reginald, the male anchor I hired, the ratings will zoom through the roof. This is going to be a good year for WSPR.

    And on Blake annoyed,






    FADE OUT


  23. 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



  24. NothinButAttitude

    BAUER BBQ PT 4

    By NothinButAttitude,

    EXT. SPRINGFIELD CITY PARK - DAY

    Buzz stands at the grill cooking while Cyrus lumbers beside him, downing a beer.

    Buzz: So what were you two arguing about the other day?
    Cyrus: (puzzled) Who -- what are you talking about?
    Buzz: You and Phillip. What were you two arguing about?
    Cyrus: Nothing. Nothing at all.
    Buzz: It couldn't have been about nothing. The tension was too thick.

    Cyrus laughs to throw Buzz off.

    Cyrus: It was nothing. Honest, Buzz. Nothing at all.
    Buzz: Ok now.

    Buzz's phone rings. He answers it.

    INT. COMPANY - DAY

    Lillian stands at the counter with phone to her, serving the customers.

    INTERCUT - TELEPHONE CONVERSATION

    Buzz: Hello?
    Lillian: Hey, Buzz, I need you come and pick me up at Company.
    Buzz: (jokingly) Well I'm kind of doing something now.
    Lillian: I know but my car won't start and I have the auto club coming to pick it up. So I have no other way to the cookout.

    Buzz glances at Cyrus for a second.

    Buzz: (to Lillian) Hold on for a second, babe. (to Cyrus) Could you handle this for me? (gesturing to the grill)
    Cyrus: Of course.
    Buzz: (to Cyrus) Thanks. (to Lillian) I'm on the way now. Love you.
    Lillian: Love you too, Buzz.

    Buzz hangs up the phone. Buzz hands Cyrus the fork and scurries off.

    EXT. PARKING LOT - DAY

    Rafe and Daisy, struggling to carry the coolers, head into the park entrance when Buzz rushes past them.

    Daisy: (looking back) Gramps, where are you going?
    Buzz: To pick up Lillian, I'll be back. Hold the fort down until I or Rick gets back.
    Daisy: Alright!

    Rafe and Daisy continue on heading into towards the park entrance until a black Benz whips into the parking spot next to them. Exiting the car very seductively is non other than Blake, wearing a slick, black, provocative dress being the maneater she is. (YES, Blake is a maneater, this is my story darn it! ) Hopping out the front seat is Clarissa, they are not alone! Jason and Kevin are back! They are with them as well. (Kevin of course, fair-haired, and logical like Ross. Jason, dark, a wild card, unpredicatable, like his good ole grandpa, Roger)



    Kevin & Jason


    Blake: (to Daisy) Hey you! I heard your mother is back in town. How is she doing?
    Daisy: I don't know. Don't care to be honest. I haven't really spoken to her myself.
    Blake: Oh you two well make up soon. (to Rafe) And how are you?
    Rafe: I'm fine, Blake.

    Clarissa runs over and hugs Rafe.

    Rafe: Hey Clarissa.
    Blake: (realizing she has yet to introduce her son) Oh! Daisy, Rafe, meet my sons, Jason & Kevin; Daisy, you remember them don't you? They've just returned back from England and are here to attend Springfield U with you all in the fall. They've been in England with their great-grandma, Barbara.
    Daisy: How great!

    Daisy shakes Jason's hand. And then Kevin, who is shy and slouching around in the background. Daisy smiles to ease his pains and Kevin is immediately stricken by her smile.

    Kevin: It looks as if you were struggling with that cooler. Let me help you with that.

    Daisy: Thanks.

    Kevin grabs the cooler and Daisy leads him into the park followed by Rafe, Jason, and Clarissa.

    Blake: (about Kevin) Such a gentleman.



    EXT. BAUER HOME - DAY

    Alan Michael, still hidden behind the bushes looks in at Ed and Rick. For a second, he looks as he is going to go for and ring the doorbell when a car pulls up, ending the moment. Alan Michael goes back into hiding in the bushes.

    Rushing down the driveway is Phillip and Beth. Rick opens the door to greet and embrace them. Alan Michael still watches on from a far.

    Rick: What are you guys doing here?
    Phillip: To pick you guys up. Is everything ready?
    Rick: I was going to take my car. And plus me and my dad in the car with Alan...
    Phillip: Aw come on. Beth, help.
    Beth: Rick, come on. Please, for me.

    Ed interjects into the conversation.

    Ed: Go ahead. Plus I am waiting on Michelle to call back. She had another call from the D.C. It was probably Meta.
    Rick: Dad, you sure?
    Ed: (laughing) This is so awkward for you to ask me for permission. Go! I can handle it and get things into the car. If not, Michelle and Danny should be here from Monticello by the time everything gets done.
    Phillip: How are Danny and Michelle?
    Ed: Great. Now that Danny won the mayor position in Monticello, things are going well. That town could use him to help clean up its high crime rates. Plus their closer to home. I would've preferred Bay City, Oakdale, Somerset, or Henderson but I can deal with Monticello.
    Rick: Well I will call you, Dad, to check up on things every now and then. (grabs coat) Bye, Dad.

    Rick, Beth, and Phillip depart. We hear Alan moan (assuming from the sight of Rick) and the car pulls off.

    Ed closes the door. Alan Michael comes from the bushes and approaches the door yet again. Just as he is about the push the doorbell the telephone rings from inside. A-M peers inside the nearby window, listening in. Ed is on the phone, talking to someone. It's pretty serious.

    Ed: Michelle...breathe, honey. I can't understand you through sobs...Michelle!

    A-M is worried. It's now or never. He rings the doorbell.

    Ed: (to Michelle) Collect yourself and I will be back. (rushes to the door) Who is it?

    Ed opens the door and is bewildered to see A-M standing in from the of the door.

    Ed:...Alan Michael?
    A-M: Hey, Uncle Ed. I'm home.



    FREEZE FRAME ON ED'S SHOCKED REACTION AND
    FADE OUT:
    http://www.youtube.c...h?v=qZPviD6kdrI

    NOTE: THIS IS JUST THE AUDIO OF THE CLOSING MY CREDITS ARE ON THE SIDE OF THE BLOG.


    P&G PRODUCTIONS 2009
    JOIN US AGAIN FOR.....
    TGL: THE GUIDING LIGHT


  25. 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




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